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Good little soldier

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*Finds herself the female version of Dean. Likes video games. Is pansexual* Raptor Squad: Felix Pronounces: I don't know?? I am comfortable with everything
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Omg I’m not dead?!

Welp

Things happened, stuff went down. Let’s just say I’m sorta done with this blog and made another:

so you can go follow me over there, I might just check in once in a while to keep it clean from porn blogs

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webwrecker

i feel like Deadpool would be the kind of guy to just stop in the middle of a fight and be like “HOLD UP THERE’S A MEOWTH OVER THERE ONE SEC” and just run off across oncoming traffic leaving the other guy so confused that they just end up standing waiting for Deadpool to come back and continue fighting

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can we take a moment to just think about how incredibly scary magical healing is in-context?

You get your insides ripped open but your friend waves his hands and your flesh just pulls back together, agony and evisceration pulling back to a ‘kinda hurts’ level of pain and you’re physically whole, with the 100% expectation that you’ll get back up and keep fighting whatever it was that struck you down the first time.

You break your arm after falling somewhere and after you’re healed instead of looking for ‘another way around’ everybody just looks at you and goes “okay try again”.

You’ve been fighting for hours, you’re hungry, thirsty, bleeding, crying from exhaustion, and a hand-wave happens and only two of those things go away. you’re still hungry, you’re still weak from thirst, but the handwave means you have ‘no excuse’ to stop.

You act out aggressively maybe punch a wall or gnash your teeth or hit your head on something and it’s hand-waved because it’s ‘such a small injury you probably can’t even feel it anymore’ but the point was that you felt it at all?

Your pain literally means nothing because as long as you’re not bleeding you’re not injured, right? Here drink this potion and who cares about the emotional exhaustion of that butchered village, why are you so reserved in camp don’t you think it’s fun retelling that time you fell through a burning building and with a hand-wave you got back up again and ran out with those two kids and their dog? 

Older warriors who get a shiver around magic-users not because of the whole ‘fireball’ thing but the ‘I don’t know what a normal pain tolerance is anymore’ effect of too much healing. Permanent paralysis and loss of sensation in limbs is pretty much a given in the later years of any fighter’s life. Did I have a stroke or did the mage just heal too hard and now this side of my face doesn’t work? No i’m not dead from the dragon’s claws but I can’t even bend my torso anymore because of how the scar tissue grew out of me like a vine.

Magical healing is great and keeps casualties down.

But man.

That stuff is scary.

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somethingdnd

shit just got creepy

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celynbrum

Or maybe magical healing doesn’t leave scars or damage. It is magical, after all.

So after years of fighting, your skin is still perfect. Unmarred. In fact, you’re actually in better shape than regular people who don’t get magical healing when they fall out of trees or walk into doors or cut themselves while cooking dinner. You’re in such good shape that it’s unnatural.

And the really good healing magic takes away more than just the obvious injuries. You first start noticing it after about ten years when you go home and haha, you look the same age as your younger sibling, that’s funny.

Not so funny ten years later when they look older. Or forty years later, when you bury them still looking like you did at twenty. When do you retire from this gig anyway? How much damage is too much damage?

How many times do you glimpse the afterlife, or worse, how many times don’t you? What do you live through, get used to, show no outward sign of except a perfectly healthy body, too perfect for any person living a real life.

How many times are you sitting in a tavern with your friends and you hear the whispers, because the people around you know. How can they not know? Your weapons shine with enchantments and your armour is better than the best money can buy and there is not a damn scar on you. You hardly seem human to them.

How long before you hardly seem human to yourself?

And you find yourself struggling to remember the places where the scars should have been, phantom pains that wake you screaming, touching all the old injuries and finding nothing there. It’s all in your head. Was it ever anywhere else?

How long before you’re fighting a lich or a vampire or some other undead monster and you wonder…

…what makes me so different?

Here we go someone who GETS IT.

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fellytones

during a job interview if you get asked, “What are three words your friends would use to describe you?” just use some traits from ur hogwarts house

reblog to save a life

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arr-jim-lad

jessie from pokemon is such an upsetting character bc her life has been a failure since the very beginning

she is a broken person

unlike for james, who could quit at any time and return to a comfortable life, for jessie, team rocket is everything she has.

she lived in poverty, with a mother who was a criminal, and they were so poor they ate snow

her mother disappeared, looking for mew. there was never a mention of jessie having a father

she wanted to be an actress, and decided to take that route instead of going with a boy she loved, but she ended up losing both as her audition didn’t go through

she wanted to be a nurse, but failed

and now she keeps failing trying to catch that god damned pikachu

as much as i like dawn i almost want jessie to win all the ribbons because she fucking deserves to be happy and she deserves those victories and she deserves a friend like james

*wipes a tear* u go girl

this post is good except for one tiny detail, and that’s that james cannot just “quit at any time and return to a comfortable life”

james’ family has riches and luxury, yes, but his parents are neglectful & uncaring and have engaged him to an abuser. they refuse to let him live in the lap of luxury unless he marries her and spends his whole life miserable.

everything about jessie and james is, from where i’m standing, intended to be opposite. james is a soft-spoken boy from a family that knows wealth but not love. jessie is a headstrong and outspoken girl from a family that knows love but is dirt poor.

the thing they have in common is that neither of them found happiness until they found each other (and meowth, of course) i know this post is about jessie, and trust me–she fucking deserves it–but you can praise her like the queen she is without making it sound like her partner has it easy. neither of them could live the lives that were handed to them with a smile on their face, and they’re both amazingly strong people for continuing to work hard every day, even if it is as antagonists.

I cant believe there is finally an analysis on team rocket im so proud 

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