I will write; he wrote the prelude.
She wrote events,
they moulded together a piece of gold.
As they would say,"You're the light!"
But not for love, all to bite;
"You decide you shine or not, for sake of the name that guarded yours!"
I wailed in urgency to burn the shackles—"No name guards mine if they longed to shine not shower–the suspended love in the air."
I will write my epilouge.......
Poor man, the literal theme of this episode was "confuse TF out of Marc", "make Marc cry", "make Marc cry some more", "why TF is Marc not crying yet again?", "If you won't, then I'll make Marc cry" and "because Marc just has to cry".
His whole story and trauma of it broken down and presented. It was a crucial episode.
I like the idea that both the identities were acknowledged as seperate conscious in the afterlife, like even the goddess was entirely confused about the whole alter business because humans have literally managed to advance almost all shit's to next level of course.
The fact that both Marc and Steven dutifully ignored the last coffin (aka Jake the cabbie, really just a baby) and so the scales never truly balanced and only balanced after Steven died? Like Marc just saw Steven die and the goddess is like "ohh, the scales balanced?". I was heartbroken to see Steven gone. So will be Layla.
Marc with his hands on his waist and literally stating flatly, "Bitch, we mental. Why else?"
The happiness that man felt about being dead rather than crazy won my heart, of course Marc- priorities. But still, to a man who's been broken in terms of mental space almost his whole life- that must have been to precious of clarity. His brother's death for which he blamed himself, his mother's hate, her violent abuse- both mental and physical, his trauma serving in military (from where he got discharged due to him often escaping into his fugue state- his mental disorder, the chaos causing him to be a liability for military), then as a mercenary (because that's apparently the only job he could get with what skills he had), then almost dying- like he literally was going to shoot himself to end the pain. Then killing in the name of protecting and delivering justice. Trauma, trauma, trauma.
And the way Marc believed that he chose his life as khonshu's avatar because he couldn't live like anything else but a killer- because that is what he always was (probably thinking of his brother, oh god).
Steven finally understood though that khonshu had manipulated Marc from the beginning.
Also, I think Jake knows of both Marc and Steven because he could kill the bitches who'd bother them, possibly because he knew of Marc's skills, like Steven could do shit when he realised he was Marc in a way, atleast with the physical abilities.
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I hate whenever my parents argue. Not because of mental stress or distress- well it's here ofc. But I'm more than often pissed about the fact that it isn't a logical argument, nor an argument where both parties have equal number of things at stake therefore have equal opportunities or freedom to make their point.
It's mostly, if not always an argument where my father - the financial leader of the family interrogates and bullies my mother verbally into resigning her opinion. I've seen my mother more than often soften her tone even when she isn't wrong (which is more than often) simply to avoid triggering my father's anger because his ego can't bear it.
I understand my father takes up financial matters of the family so is stressed but that stress is nothing compared to what my mother goes through and I am not even biased when I say that. It's simply an observation. And I hate the society (just so we're clear on this point).