Thinking Of Them A Lot Lately

i don’t really understand when death note fans are like. “why didn’t [character] do [morally correct thing] instead?” well that’s because everyone in death note is a wretch

“why did L do [horrible awful thing] if he’s supposed to be the good guy?” because he’s not a good guy he’s a horrible bastard and opposing a bad guy doesn’t make him a good guy and that’s what’s beautiful about him. plus he was getting off on it

how far we’ve come

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if you want to know what the situation is for gay people in portland oregon my friend got comradezoned last week

incredibly elaborate bit me and @iclimbtreestofeelalive came up with while i was playing pokemon Y iii couldn't pick if i should put this on the art blog but whateverr hello if you scrolled down this far sorry for the long post okay i love you

I still think that a key function of the way we think of the concepts "adult" and "child" is to separate the human population into "people who deserve autonomy but no protection" and "people who deserve protection but no autonomy" and in the process dehumanize both groups of people. We ignore the fact that all people need both autonomy and protection, and that our society could easily be set up to provide everyone a healthy mix of both.

plagg is so cunty. canonically caused 1) the destruction of Atlantis, 2) the leaning tower of Pizza just by running into it and 3) the extinction of dinosaurs??? hello??? also didn't recognize the book of guardians or the fucking peacock miraculous when they were right in front of his. idiot

L Lawliet is a greedy motherfucker. he wants to know everything about the specific things he cares about. he wants to pick people apart. he wants the thrill of the chase because he gets off on it. he wants to pin light yagami to the wall like a butterfly and rip every scale off his wings. he likes sweets. he doesn't like watching innocent people die. he will absolutely sacrifice innocents if he's deemed it a necessary action. he's characterized by an endless understimulated ennui. he's motivated primarily to escape boredom. he's an asshole. he's inherently kind. he's a hero to some and a worthless piece of shit to others. he plays mind games because he doesn't trust anyone. he plays mind games because he gets off on it. he's not much of a voyeur. he's the voyeur of all time. he's kind of a pervert. he's not a sexual creature at all. he's a spoiled brat. he's a martyr. he has a fine tuned sense for danger. he abandons this sense when it comes to thrill seeking. he's an adrenaline junkie. he's a hikikomori. he does drag. he's brutally honest between breaths and he lies for fun. he's terrified of dying. he sticks his neck out because it makes things more interesting. his methods are brutal and efficient and machiavellian. he gets the job done. he admires soichiro yagami. he thinks poorly of his son. he's the greatest detective in the world, richer than Croesus, and operates without any oversight; he's dependent on the trust of regular cops in order to get anything done. he likes the idea of being in a battle that shakes the heavens and the earth. he has a feeling he won't survive it. he has a meta-sense of narrative inevitability and yet loses every time. he considers himself justice. he is both unbound by the law and the law itself. he rejects his own myth. he is nevertheless shackled by his belief in it. he lacks a moral compass. he doesn't like it when people die in front of him. he has no objection to torture. torture is one of the first things he reaches for. he knows brazilian martial arts. his last thought is disbelief that he'd lost even though he was right. his legacy crushed an unknown number of children under its weight. he loved light yagami. he wanted to kill him personally. he eats banana peels

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