Eboshi: THIS IS NOT A GAME!
Ashitaka: No, it most certainly is not.
San: Why are you doing this?
Eboshi: Yes, I’d quite like to know that as well. Why risk putting your life in further jeopardy?
Ashitaka: (*pissed off at this point*) BECAUSE IT’S NOT A GAME, EBOSHI! This is a scale model of war. Every war, ever fought, right here in front of you. Because it’s always the same. The moment you lay a hand on your sword, no matter how right you feel, you have no idea who’s going to die! You don’t know whose children are going to scream and suffer! How many hearts will be broken? How many lives shattered? How much blood will spill until everybody does, what they’re always going to have to do from the very beginning? SIT! DOWN! AND! TALK!
“A good friend finds you in the dark and carries you back to the light.”
— Darlene Schacht
*showing visible symptoms* oh my god i need help desperately
*symptoms go away for one day* what if im just faking it
Shall we talk about Ahsoka’s Major Regret for a minute?
Her first mistake was thinking that the two of them had the luxury of another time.
She rather abruptly brushes off her excited friend, but it’s okay, because they can always talk later, when all of this is over. There’ll be another time for conversation. They part ways on good terms, but they still have a lot to talk about.
But then- Dooku is dead, Anakin is spying on the Chancellor. Okay, things are getting pretty serious. Better get Obi-Wan to relay a message.
(he won’t.)
A day or two passes. Yoda offers to deliver a message to Anakin, and Ahsoka really wants to talk to him- but maybe not through Yoda. He isn’t Obi-Wan, he doesn’t understand Anakin like they do. She can tell Anakin later.
And then less than an hour later, the galaxy changes forever. “Another time” becomes “Never”. Ahsoka will never see Anakin Skywalker again and she lives with the guilt of not being there for him for sixteen entire years.
That vision in the temple on lothal? That’s not actually Anakin. That’s a manifestation of what Ahsoka has been subconsciously telling herself for a decade and a half.
And then- Malachor. She strikes Vader’s mask to reveal Anakin’s eye, Anakin’s voice, and she does not judge him, she does not ask him any questions, because she finally, finally has a chance to tell him-
not this time.
“another time” is now.
i literally can’t listen to tik tok by kesha without thinking about that goddamn star trek tos fanvid…you know the one
you’d swallow the sun if you could
Btw if we're mutuals and you feel like you always have to start the conversation I'm really sorry, my ADHD means I'm really bad at keeping track of people that aren't literally in front of me so it's very hard for me to keep up with Internet friends, even the ones I love the most cuz I'm either like "oh I wonder how they're doing?" and then do nothing about it or I'm like "oh so and so is messaging me yay! I wonder what's happened in the couple days since we last spoke!!" and they're like "so how was your summer" and I'm like "what?" and the last time we spoke was April.
Tl:dr; please don't read my lack of initiation as lack of caring, I'm just very bad at friendship maintenance skills like time management and task initiation
does anyone wanna hold hands until we feel a little braver
Oscar Wilde couldn't straight (ha) up tell us that dorian was a twink so he compared him to Paris and Adonis and hoped we know enough greek mythology to understand
VI: THE LOVERS
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