THIS STUPID FACE IS SO SCARY WTF
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THIS STUPID FACE IS SO SCARY WTF
Heaven is actually terrifying. Christians talk about it like it's the most wonderful thing but if you think about it as a believer, the core of who you are would be stripped away. Inevitably there would be people that you care about that wouldn't make it to heaven with you so, the process of being in heaven would either have to brainwash you into forgetting they existed, or you would have to know that people you love dearly are suffering in hell and you would just have to be okay with it? no matter how you rationalize it you'd be a washed out version of yourself you would lose the very core of who you are, and to me that's more terrifying than any possible thing a fictional hell could do to me!
crazy the difference in demeanour of armand in 2x05 compared to dubai like I neeeeeeed more of armand being a little freak I need him completely unhinged
chapter one is out!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“He’s strong.” Satoru says carefully. “All of the windows––it’s rather impressive, if I may.” “Satoru.” He bites the inside of his cheek. “Apologies. I’m just saying.” Satoru likes Yuuji. The first time he came here, fresh-eyed and fresh from the academy, he stumbled into those ugly stone gargoyles by the water fountains and shattered it within the first five minutes inside the palace—which was almost as terrifying as it was funny, the sheer amount of strength that Yuuji sent ricketing into stone just with a small shove. They’d spent the rest of the afternoon fishing soaked-grey pieces from the bottom of the pool, Satoru’s pants rolled to his knees, Yuuji apologising until he lost his voice and Satoru laughing so hard it hurt. He hadn’t laughed like that since—since.
Yaga posts Satoru to Heian.
yeah its starting!! i honestly have no idea what to put for the chapter summary right now but yeah take that snippet!! this will be mildly important later i think heh
😰 scary
yk now that im thinking about this post by @ebitenpura
zanya would probably never have kids but he also wouldn't want to always be the one on the frontline of the alliance. like by the time he turns like sixty hes probably been to enough therapy and through enough traumatic/formative experiences to go "yeah no this is enough for me actually. i am a whole person with wants and desires that are Not just serving my people. i have finally Done Enough" and actually give himself a more administrative role so he isn't constantly the one fighting for his life. a younger him would literally strangle himself for being that far out of control BUT it is a necessary evil. he has learned to delegate and step back when he knows hes out of his depth.
(i got really ill thinking about silver fox zanya for a second and then and then and then oughhh) (beating myself back with a broom)
possibly my favourite thing about being a multiplatform artist is just how drastically different the "ecosystem" is on like... twitter compared to tumblr; like oh my god i have never been more weary of what i post on twitter compared to here because that is a new territory for me....its terrifying its also. beyond buggy and broken, but tthats fine
There is nothing to add, there is no hidden message. Damocles speaks for itself. This song is so raw. It's just him. Just Vessel, and not the persona, just the guy. A guy that is carrying such an immense weight.
To want everything you've given, everyrhing you've worked for, to be remembered, but to not want to be known. To have this success, but to be scared that it could all just vanish. To feel like you have to constantly keep making things bigger and better than before. To fight those silent battles day in and day out even though everything is seemingly wonderful. To feel like you're not sure when it should end, or if it already has.
I hope he knows that we could never forget him. I hope he knows how we appreciate him, not just his art, but HIM. He puts so much of himself into his work, he has poured his soul into all of this, and we see that.
Vess, on the off chance that you're reading this, I hope you're okay. I know that probably sounds hollow, but for what little it's worth, I mean it. I was so lost, felt so broken and alone, and then I found Sleep Token. I found catharsis and community. I found strength I wasn't sure I had and it was because of you, and so many others feel the same. We will still be here when the river runs dry. Wherever this road leads, we will gladly follow, even if that is to it's end. You have done more for us than you can ever know. Please remember that. Please remember that you matter, beyond what you can give, beyond what is expected or demanded of you. You are so loved.