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inconsequence) wrote2016-11-16 10:30 pm
inconsequence) wrote2016-11-16 10:30 pm
cr chart.
 "You just wanted to see me suffer, didn't you?" ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ϟ - ⊗ - ∴ - 💔 - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ - ✘ [artist] | Floundering attempts at making some sort of sense Striving for significance In a universe that will not give a shit The myth of Sisyphus Authenticity is important, but I'm not sure who I am anymore I'm at the point now where I'm also doubting who I was before The arbitrary nature of thought leaves me alone and paranoid Synonyms for a void Nobody belongs, time brings invalidation. Find selfish solace in mutual trepidation The absurd condition of human existence A struggle to embrace I do not get the point that I am supposed to miss The passive submission or preferred resistance Just give me breathing space The meaning I used to find Overanalyzed, displaced Dispense your goals and actions into something trivial Pick apart pointless projects, my brain sings with vitriol I don't reflect, I destroy with thinking The examined life is not worth living Look at my sad life in detail and you'll see it is a comedy Sometimes I wish I was a goat |
| 💔 THE FALLEN CHILD 💔 There are souls that in their narrowness blame the whole world. But overwhelm such a soul with MERCY, give it love, and it will curse what it has done, for there are so many germs of good in it. |
| The first human to fall, and the catalyst of many, many things. As someone who unrepentantly and completely despises humanity, being human themself felt like the lowest insult, a great cosmic curse. Humans are selfish, callous, bitter, and cruel, and the most any of them can hope for is the possibility that their deaths may serve some sort of higher purpose. Giving their SOUL over to monsters, placing themself on the proverbial sacrificial pyre, was Chara's attempt to live up to everything they were meant to be; the future of humans and monsters. The angel who has seen the surface. They are no angel. Their plan went horribly awry. They ruined everything. And this proved something Chara had known all along: Humans really are awful. After witnessing the breaking of the barrier and the freeing of monsters through Frisk's eyes, Chara accepted that they would never repair the many, many things they ruined. The Dreemurrs are still separated, torn apart by their grief for the son Chara stole from them and committed to the dust. Frisk still had to suffer for the sins of their predecessors. And, most damning of all, Chara knew they were the last threat to everyone's happiness. Frisk and Asriel can have their happy ending. Chara has no right to take what they do not deserve. |
∴ home | ღ family | ♥ friend | ₪ from elsewhere | 〷 complicated | ✔ trusted | ||
| ✘ hatred | ∆ forgettable | ¿ uncertain | ★ acquaintance | ❖ warm acquaintance | ☒ keep watch | ||
| ⚑ afraid | ϟ threat | ⟲ knows of powers | 💔 kill | ⊗ be killed | ❱ avoidance |
♡ navigation ♡
♥ c a n o n ♥
♥ c r o s s - c a n o n ♥
♥ d r o p p e d ♥
♥ a t t r i b u t e s ♥
DETERMINATION
PATIENCE
BRAVERY
PERSEVERANCE
INTEGRITY
KINDNESS
JUSTICE
♡ canon ♡
frisk ♥ undertale
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[artist]
'Til my chest is on fire and my head just won't die
I guess I'm lying 'cause I wanna
I guess I'm lying 'cause I don't
'Cause I just feel so tired. like it's move or slowly die
You say, "you ain't you when you're like this,
This ain't you and you know it."
But ain't that just the point?
You don't know how to let go
Who said this must be all or nothing?
But I'm still caught below and I'll never let you know
No, I can't tell you nothing
And I got way too many routes to take
To make this all just go away
And find another heart to break
So heartless with the words I say
Just saying what I'm supposed to say 'cause I had nothing for you
I can't LOVE when I can't even LOVE myself
'Cause I'm a fucking mess sometimes
But still I could always be whatever you wanted
But not what you needed
Especially when you've been needing me
'Cause I'm a fucking mess inside
And I'll say what I don't mean
Just 'cause I wanted or maybe I need it
Swear lying's the only rush I need
People aren't overcome by situations or outside forces. Defeat comes from within.
Existing in perpetual self-denial, Chara persists in refusing to claim any affection for the second of the two people in the world to share their SOUL. This paper-thin excuse ultimately means very little, and the both know it; neither have ever been very far from the other since Chara's arrival.
The easiest thing to do, of course, would be to let them go - which is precisely what Chara has elected to do.
Maybe someday they’ll find the Partner they wish they always had.
♡ cross-canon ♡
❤ mass effect ❤
commander shepard ♥ mass effect
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[artist]
Over the sea I found out about angels
I guess we go to heaven
Or hell when we die
But I'm not worried about that at all
So under the ground I bury my demons
I guess I'm finally leaving them behind
No, I can't go any further if I bring them along
I could try to leave but I'd never survive
With the war on my shoulders
And blood on my t-shirt
I wanna find a way to come out alive
Cause I'm not ready to kick, I'm not ready to die
I learned that evil will always be evil
Balancing the weight of the good
I need to know that I did as much as I could
But I don't wanna FIGHT no more
I don't wanna FIGHT no more
I don't wanna FIGHT no more
But I don't wanna lose this war
I feel the fever running down my spine
I hear the screaming
Shouting through the night
I know that what I'm doing isn't right
But I'm too weak to say goodbye
Truly great people emit a light that warms the hearts of those around them. When that light has been put out, a heavy shadow of despair descends.
She has refused to give up on them, despite everything. Initially nothing more than a complex if inexplicable relationship between employer and employee, Shepard's abrupt intervention after Chara's hijacking of the Ingress knocked everything off-kilter. She took their fall; consigned herself to the weeks-long machinations of the Savrii intermediaries on their behalf. From that point onward, she has continued to persist in what many would call a hopeless endeavor: insisting in supporting them in any way she could. And unlike many, she's put her actions where she has put her words.
They can't understand. They can't understand.
Why are you being...so nice to me?
❤ dragon age ❤
inquisitor lavellan ♥ dragon age
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[artist]
This is just another sad song
I can't deny that I've been needing one
And that the world is always at fault
And we did nothing, how did we do wrong
And I've been thinking that when we thought
The world would break us out we weren't wrong
But it's just never been the world outside
And sonder kind of has me terrified
And I'm so sorry I can't find the time
Spend all my days over-preoccupied
And I've been thinking 'bout how I'd react
If you were me and I was ghosted out
And I know I should try more
But I've been so caught in my own small shit
That I can't see
Past the nothing around me
But I've been trying really fucking hard not to try so hard
Really fucking hard just to let go
Really fucking hard not to try so hard
Realize I've nowhere left to go
Try to love someone who you want to hate, because they are just like you, somewhere inside, in a way you may never expect, in a way that resounds so deeply within you that you cannot believe it.
Initially little more than a vague mutual acquaintance, met via a shared employer at Normandy Securities, Inquisitor Lavellan cemented himself as a man of poor planning when he elected to go up against the Savrii intermediaries despite Chara's multiple and well-founded warnings. He unequivocally did it for the sake of Commander Shepard, which remains the sole foundation on which they can agree: that she deserves far better than she has been given, by the Savrii or anyone else.
After the intermediaries' frequent and unnerving dealings with him, Lavellan emerged a far less self-assured and insufferable individual, which was simultaneously more alarming and altogether terrifying than Chara was willing to admit, even to themself. Brought into frequent collusion, their disdain has become a difficult thing to maintain in the wake of just how broken he has become.
The two share more common ground than either are remotely aware of, which is perhaps why their relationship has been so tumultuous; it is, after all, easiest to hate that which you see in a mirror.
In recent days, he has given them a length of gold-tinted rope. Perhaps they will be kind enough to do something with it.
❤ voltron ❤
takashi "shiro" shirogane ♥ voltron: legendary defender
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[artist]
I wanna be older, I wanna be stronger
I don't wanna fall at the start
I wanna be quicker, I wanna get closer
Don't wanna feel worlds apart
Cause I'm fast enough to get in trouble
And not fast enough to get away
I'm old enough to know I'll end up dying
And not young enough to forget again
It's all a fickle game
Life's a fickle game we play
It's a fickle game
Cause I'm fast enough to get in trouble
Aand not fast enough to get away
And I'm old enough to know I'll end up dying
And not young enough to forget again
I'm sick of fickle games
Its life's a fickle game we play
I don't sleep. I just let my body lie itself into numbness and lie to myself that I can't hear, see, or feel anything.
There is something quintessentially Dreemurr-esque about his fumbling earnestness, his desire to care for just about everything that crosses his path, from erstwhile space felines to strange, inordinately cruel children. If he did not immediately dismiss them for their callousness and casual destruction of self and others, Chara initially had little doubt that he will eventually.
Except that he didn't. He would come to their aid, repeatedly and without fail, whether they chose to call for help or not. He has ensured their protection and Asriel's, time and time again, and asked nothing in return. Indeed, he only stopped to inquire whether they would prefer that he not interfere at all - something that no one, adult or child, monster or human, has ever once stopped to inquire.
He is an anomaly in many respects. Perhaps there is something in that.
❤ tron ❤
rinzler ♥ tron
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✔♥?
[artist]
They made a monster out of me
They put a shot in my back
They did me to the count of three
They set the hounds on my tracks
They made a demon out of me
Then they put a cross through my flesh
They put a search out for me
'Cause I got some blood on my hands
They made a story out of me
They laugh and joke about my name
They put a bounty out on me
They all excited by my shame
Remember when you wanted to forget me?
You'd let me rest in pieces
And let the rest piece me together
Yeah, we ain't never had spirit in the flesh
These people, these people let me loose
Bet they wish they would've kept me now
And if your hand never held me down, don't fucking reach out
All's fair in LOVE and war but I LOVE a war
How you picking on the chosen one?
But they would see me when I'm coming
I'll be laughing, why you running?
Oh, you won't see me when I'm coming
I'll be that monster you've been wanting, oh no
Fate is a ladder on which you cannot afford to miss a single rung. To skip out on even one step would mean you'll never make it to the top.
His relationship with Clu is one that still eludes them, particularly in regards to the specifics. He has proven himself beyond trustworthy in certain respects.
No matter his perception of himself, one thing is starkly apparent from Chara's own, external perspective: an obviously intelligent creature such as himself does not and should not "belong" to anybody.
clu ♥ tron
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[artist]
Whipped like a dog, down on the cards
Square in the spotlight sweating real hard
All soaked in blood like a newborn babe
Sharp thing hidden in my hand shaped like an astrolabe
Gonna stick you in the eye with a foreign object
Gonna poke you in the eye with a foreign object
March through the red mist, never get my vision clear
Learn to love this kind of atmosphere
Strike funny poses, keep my weapon hand low
Whip my head around a little, get blood on the front row
Gonna jab you in the eye with a foreign object
I personally will stab you in the eye with a foreign object
Foreign object, foreign object, foreign object
Sink my teeth into your scalp, take a nice big bite
Save nothing for the cameras, play the angles all night
One of these days my legs will both snap like twigs
If you can't beat ’em make 'em bleed like pigs
I'm gonna jab you in the eye with a foreign object
I'm gonna stab you in the eye with a foreign object
The only way to efficiently battle evil is to copy enough to know how to counter each argument, yet not enough to believe all the bullshit.
Rinzler's apparent creator and self-presumed "owner" - a sentiment with which Rinzler readily agrees, but Chara, for their part, does not. Chara first learned of Clu as a result of the discovery that the personal codes of both Frisk and Asriel had been tampered with to make them more agreeable to Clu's own agenda, and regard him as a friend and ally. Rinzler ultimately required their word that they not take physical action against Clu, at least for a short time frame. Given the circumstances of said time frame, they opted to agree.
But they have not forgotten. Nor will they readily forgive.
yori ♥ tron
₪ - ¿ - ❖
[artist]
When the moon fell in love with the sun
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
When the sun found the moon
She was drinking tea in a garden
Under the green umbrella trees
In the middle of summer
When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But her eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer
So he said, "Would it be all right
If we just sat and talked for a little while
If in exchange for your time
I give you this smile?"
So she said, "That's okay
As long as you can make a promise
Not to break my little heart
Or leave me all alone in the summer."
Well he was just hanging around
Then he fell in love
And he didn't know how
But he couldn't get out
Just hanging around
Then he fell in love
In the middle of summer
All was golden in the sky
All was golden when the day met the night
Technology is dominated by two types of people: those who understand what they do not manage, and those who manage what they do not understand.
❤ mushi-shi ❤
ginko ♥ mushi-shi
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[artist]
Should've stayed
Were there signs I ignored?
Can I help you not to hurt anymore?
We saw brilliance when the world was asleep
There are things that we can have but can't keep
The reminders pull the floor from your feet
In the kitchen one more chair than you need
And you're angry, and you should be, it's not fair
Just 'cause you can't see it, doesn't mean it isn't there
If they say
Who cares if one more light goes out
In the sky of a million stars?
It flickers, flickers
Who cares when someone's time runs out
If a moment is all we are?
Or quicker, quicker
Who cares if one more light goes out?
Well, I do
Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure, and the memory so possessed him that for the moment there was nothing to do but to pretend.
Were he acquainted with anyone else, he would be Forgettable, no doubt.
As it is, they will keep one watchful eye on him until he proves himself worth their time.
❤ overwatch ❤
soldier: 76 ♥ overwatch
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[artist]
He'd trade his guns for LOVE
But he's caught in the crossfire
And he keeps waking up
But it's not to the sound of birds
The tyranny, the violent streets
Deprived of all that we're blessed with
And we can't get enough, no
Can I trust what I'm given?
When faith still needs a gun
Whose ammunition justifies the wrong?
And I can't see from the backseat
So I'm asking from above
Can I trust what I'm given, even when it cuts?
So heaven, if you sent us down
So we can build a playground
For the sinners to play as saints
You'd be so proud of what we've made
I hope you got some beds around
'Cause you're the only refuge now
For every mother and every child, every brother
Who's caught in the crossfire
The stubbornness of his character stood him now in good stead. He refused to consider himself defeated.
His hand in unleashing a biological threat upon Thisavrou has not done wonders to improve Chara's opinion of him.
❤ it ❤
eddie kaspbrak ♥ it
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[artist]
Walking slow down the freeway
Sarah says that it's not much further
Kiss the sunlight on her face
Let's say goodbye to this old and broken
Town where we fell in LOVE
Dead end streets became a drug
Held our voices like a prison cell
But now we shout it from the rooftops
Say goodbye to your old friends
Kicking down all the rusty fences
Don't need much where we're going
Just a little bit of LOVE to get us by
Goodbye, we're on our way
You and I, we got it made
Throw your gold into a wishing well
And we'll be shouting from the rooftops
Oh, we are the kids that you never loved
We are the ones that will never grow up
We're just some kids from the west end
We are the kids, we are the kids
We are the kids, we are the kids
We are the kids, we are the kids
And we'll be shouting from the rooftops
We are the voices you never heard
We are the fire you never let burn
We're just some kids from the west end
Eddie was all the more delicate because he sometimes suspected he was not delicate at all; Eddie needed to be protected from his own dim intimations of possible bravery.
In many ways, he is not like Asriel. He is not naive. He knows what the world is like, and he knows that adults cannot be trusted. He has been hurt by those around him, by adults and parents who were meant to be safe and trustworthy, and has learned to close off his heart accordingly.
He is too much like them and too much like Asriel for Chara to push away, as is their initial instinct, nor can they accept his apparent death.
They refuse to see another child turn out like them.
richie tozier ♥ it
₪ - ☒
[artist]
Warm yourself by the fire, son
And the morning will come soon
I'll tell you stories of a better time
In a place that we once knew
Before we packed our bags
And left all this behind us in the dust
We had a place that we could call home
And a life no one could touch
We are the angry and the desperate
The hungry and the cold
We are the ones who kept quiet
And always did what we were told
But we've been sweating while you slept so calm
In the safety of your home
We've been pulling out the nails that hold up
Everything you've known
So open your eyes child
Let's be on our way
Broken windows and ashes
Are guiding the way
Keep quiet no longer
We'll sing through the day
Of the lives that we've lost
And the lives we've reclaimed
Don't hold me up now
I can stand my own ground
I don't need your help now
You will let me down, down, down
The thing about dreams, they don’t come from anywhere else but yourself. It’s not as if there’s some evil demon waiting around somewhere, waiting for you to sleep so he can sneak into your mind and show you all his crazy things. It’s you that does it. It’s your mind.
Still. That does not mean they will not try.
♡ dropped ♡
angel ♥ borderlands
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[artist]
I can't be alone here
I can't be the only one who feels
Like I'm going nowhere
Just wishing somehow this dream will carry me
And I'll swear just one last time
They say the world is your so Imma make it mine
'Cause nothing is stopping you
You can set the world on fire
Nothing is stopping you
And if I go out I'll go out screaming
It's all or nothing
It's all or nothing
It's all or nothing
And it's here
Right now
And you've been waiting for so long
Forget fear
And just run
Your past won't catch you now
It's all or nothing
It's all or nothing
Why did god create a dual universe? So he might say ‘Be not like me. I am alone.' And it might be heard.
Perhaps things would have been different.
lúcio correia dos santos ♥ overwatch
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[artist]
We've been here so long
Still I remember the rainy September
We are green and grey
The longness of semper, still I remember
Contact
Riding on our shiny metal horses
Singing a rider's song
One of us will be forgotten
The other will be wrong
Two, four, one, ten
Two, four, one, ten
Am I transmitting?
Is anyone listening?
Contact
When I think of you
Your name's in the sky
Ninety feet high
Contact
Two, four, one, ten
Two, four, one, ten
Am I still willing
To foot all this billing?
Contact
You are always afraid that the good things in your life are temporary, that someone can take them away, because you have no power beyond your own brute strength to stop them.
asriel dreemurr ♥ undertale
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ღ- ❱ - 〷 - ❱ -✔- ❱ - ⚑ - ❱[artist]
When will I know
When it is right
You're always trying to forget
You're always wanting to pretend
I see right through your selfish ways
A truth that I don't want to face
This was never what I had in mind
I know now that this just isn't right
Why fake that it's so right
But it's easier to fade away
Why can't I do this right?
It's easier to fake
But harder to forget
Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely. Someday, without fail, everyone will disappear, scattered into the blackness of time.
They should have learned their lesson before. They really can do nothing but hurt him, and their presence has only made things worse.