It's always "Shou and Ritsu need to blow stuff up with their minds for mental health reasons" or Ritsu and Teru or even Shou and Teru!
But what about Mob? When does he get to blow stuff up with his mind for funsies? For shits and giggles? He didn't go through all of those meltdowns and character development for nothing, let him go ham on a junkyard car or something smh
I believe in Mob's narrative given right to fuck shit up sometimes
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doppo should go dancing it will be so good for him.
three years ago i thought "i should draw doppo like this" and didn't start until july 2023 💀 and now finished on december...
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Anyway. Mike regaining a sense of bodily autonomy after years of trauma and being given the impression that he's not allowed to have boundaries or make choices.
Haircuts, piercings. He can change how he looks, if he wants. Nobody can stop him. He can lock his door, and people have to knock rather than just barging in. No one can make him lie for them, or force him to lie to himself until he gets confused about what really happened. People can't touch him without asking. Nobody is allowed to go rifling through his belongings without permission.
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nov. 13th 2023
₊˚ෆ 350 words / not beta read! / in no way, shape or form formatted correctly! / many punctuation mistakes! / i swear ik how to format normally!!
ᕱ ⑅ ᕱ a/n: hello all!! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა this came to me while i was talkin to my psychiatrist the other wk & it just wouldn't leave my mind!! ໒꒰ྀི ∩ ⸝⸝ ∩ ꒱ྀིა this is v self indulgent & v personal & i was originally gonna keep it to myself but i thought that maybe someone out there could resonate, even if it's a lil bit <33 so here's a lil poetry/prose moment :3
i am kind to the world because
the world has not always been
kind to me.
for i have begged for places at tables only to learn i never had solace there to begin with — assuming that my worth was equivalent to the scraps that litter the floor.
i have foolishly taken the hand of societies predisposed values — blindly agreeing that being rigid is the only means of protection.
i have been preached about taking my time then chastised for not keeping up — choking on the fabricated realization that the only place i’ll ever meet the requirements for is the last one.
i have been told to appreciate the wonders of the world we live in — then swiftly reminded to only admire the beauty from afar for it’s fleeting and i’ve yet to prove my worth
i have been conditioned to believe i am a lot of things.
but, i am not the masses.
i am
so
much
more.
i am so sickeningly sweet that i give cavities a run for their money,
i am so brilliantly luminous that even the sun itself seeps envy,
i am so abundant with love and adoration that my body can’t help but burst at the seams to share it all.
and with that,
i will always leave an open seat at my table — a warm meal and good conversation at the ready for all who need to rest.
i will always extend my hand with only the purest of intent — displaying proudly that soft and strong do not have to be autonomous to live in harmony with one another.
i will always take time while it’s still ripe for the taking — it’s monetary value far outweighing that of a solid gold medal.
i will continue to gaze at the world with fondness — the blinding beauty of it all synonymous with the delicate flame that burns deep within and glows outward.
but most important of all,
out of everything i am, i was, and will eventually blossom to be.
i am kind to the world because
the world has not always
been kind
to me.
- c
๋࣭ ⭑ yuukimiyas © '23 / please do not copy/repost/translate anywhere! / all dividers by @benkeibear
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i wish bitties were real so bad. like i desperately need to stomp on one. i wanna see their reactions and their expressions when i put them in situations. i wanna put one in a jar and shake it around until it is dizzy. aaaa srry 4 the rant
i'm just like you
you're just like me
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I suspect a large reason people ragging on “angst for the sake of angst” tends to raise my hackles is that a sizable chunk of my daydreams are just heavy angst self-insert hurt/comfort whump. what can I say sometimes it’s just cathartic to beat someone up. and sometimes that person is me :p
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being super normal about possible aliases for him to go by in dusk/nosy aus...
which like lowkey think he'd have fun w that but also i think they're explorations a bit of sides he doesn't make eye contact w too often. and i think they sort of... help disconnect him from some of the things he does.
dallas is very like... closest to w/e you think of w/ a small town boy, unassuming, disarming, a bit silly, pretty close to who he already is. asks u to dance and seems polite like it’s simply so easy to fall for this one i feel. i think he most often slips back into this alias later on when he's older, one he uses at dive bars and whatever. all about the flannel and cowboy vibes. charming all the normies. he probably also thought dallas was a cool name smh. laurel is like... dallas and laurel both mean meadow (like leland means meadow), but i also like laurel bc it's close to his mom's name. i also think laurel is lowkey an exploration of a more feminine/softer side. rose imagery and dressing kind of slut era but evil. like sorry for being hot that's on u for falling for it. and then the last one i have rn is jude, which is. well it's for his saint jude necklace. but i think that it is also like 'what if i hard mirrored johnny just to see what that's like'.
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