#eden rambles

[ed3nic]

you can’t jokingly post about kinky shit on tumblr because you say smth like “haha wouldn’t it be hot if you…tried to launch internet explorer…but it wouldn’t load :D”

and then you’ll get one thousand robot girls in the notes going “mmngngnnghhhngn”

[rhouxl]

You may grow older but "übermüdetes Kleinkind in dessen Welt gerade alles schief läuft" is a primal emotion

[mychapel-004]

outie mark getting shady when helena called gemma by the wrong name in that fuckass chinese restaraunt and then turning around and calling the love of mark s' shitty loser life "helleny".... i fear you got what was coming to you i would have malicious complaince'd my way through this bullshit save-your-wife plan too

[elysiumeden]

So these guys are taking up my brain space sighhhhh just in time for the show to end

[ameliadoresushi]

Besties for life!!

[edenisquiet]

hot(?) take

in my opinion there are 4 possibilities:

Rocky is a freak because he spent half a century alone in space, +-

Rocky spent half a century alone in space and survived because he is(has been) a freak -+

the two previous assumptions combined, aka he was a freak before and became even freakier after ++

Rocky is not a freak and has not faced any major changes in his character and he is Normal™ (booooringgggg i dont ljke it)--

the same can be applied to Grace:

Grace is a freak because of all thats happened to him somewhere between starting to work for the project and the end of the trip to Erid +-

Considering he's majored in microbiology (as far as i remember) and taking into account that a big part of scientists in any field are freaks(said lovingly), Grace did not go crazy after those 4 years on a tiny spaceship because he has been a freak the whole time (<-said in Sam Reich's voice) -+

both of the above, has been a freak and became freakier ++

neither, a boring option i will blissfully ignore

and all those possibilities are only for these two separately, combine these and you get 16(4²) different dynamics! and i love all of them (okay maybe only 15 of them there is no way both of them stayed normal)

and thats why i think any and every gracerocky interpretation, from purely platonic soulmates and up to the freakiest shit you could find on ao3, is valid due to the characters' origins AND the things they went through

Ps. dont get me wrong, im not fun police and im certainly NOT saying that some interpretations are completely invalid and i hate people who have fun, quite the opposite, it's just that there are a shit ton of their relationship interpretations that are a lot closer to canon than to fanon. if there are any grammar mistakes i dont care i have no respect for this language

thank you for coming to my 🎶🎶-talk

[peelingpaint-heavyheart]

wdym a fucking minecraft arg is whats bringing me out of my writing slump bro WHAT DO YOU MEANNNNN

[morganscampfire]

after blessed are the peacemakers, arthur's loneliness becomes impossible to ignore to me.

nobody came for him. not hosea. not john. not dutch.

days pass and arthur morgan is left bleeding in the dirt, half-conscious, following a meet up with the gangs enemies.

you can make excuses for it. they didn’t know where he was. they couldn’t find him. they were laying low.

arthur drags himself home with a hole in his body and dirt in his wounds and nobody had come. and maybe that’s the thing about arthur morgan. he spends his entire life being needed.

he is dutch’s favourite gun when there’s trouble. the man sent to collect debts. the man sent ahead on jobs, we're first introduced to him when he's been scouting ahead... the man trusted to fix mistakes. the man everyone looks for when they need something done.

but when arthur is hurt, when he’s scared, when he’s breaking apart piece by piece, there is almost never anyone looking for him.

he sits alone on cliffs overlooking camp. he drinks coffee before everyone else wakes up. he rides for miles with nobody beside him. he learnt to patch up his own wounds.

writes in his journal instead of speaking out loud. carries grief he never tells anyone about.

isaac. eliza. his mother.

all of it tucked away between charcoal sketches and half-finished sentences. because arthur isn’t really taught how to need people. he’s taught how to be useful to them.

and there’s a difference.

i think that’s why some of the quietest moments in the game hurt the most. not the gunfights. not the betrayals. just arthur sitting by a fire after everyone else has gone to bed.

arthur staring out over a valley with nobody beside him. arthur returning to camp after doing something difficult and nobody really asking if he’s alright. he is surrounded by people.

yet somehow he spends most of his life alone. and maybe that’s why the few people who do choose him matter so much.

the nun. charles. sadie.

the people who speak to arthur morgan like he’s a person before he’s a weapon. because for most of his life, being loved and being useful were never the same thing.

and arthur spent years believing they were.