being a star wars fan is going through stages of grief over a mediocre show/movie over and over again and gaslight yourself into believing that fanon or your own headcanons are actually part of the canon so you could sleep at night
actually still thinking about dogbird because listen okay listen to me
Yes !!! lusmut has a matesprite, and hes had one before (she fucking died liek a loser) they both understand to an extend, they can learn to understand, they know, sure his past matesprit was the only one who *truly* knew but shes gone, and shes not coming back. he wont have that same feeling of being truly understood ever again, because path wont get it, not like she did, not like corr can
no matter how much he explains, no one will truly understand BUT HIM AND CORR ARE SO ALIKE IN SO MANY ASPECTS. AND ITS SO. guys. guysguysguysg pleasepleaseplase no one gets me right nwo no one understands BECASUE mfs when they both mask how they truly act in fear of getting too attached again, in fear of letting someone close enough that itll hurt if you lose them.GUIYS EPLASEEEPELASPLEPKSDIFJN.
MFS WHEN theyre oppisates when theyre. when whenwhwenwhenwehwnhwn whwen. PLEASE
AND IM ALSO THINGKIGN ABOTU PATH AND LUSMTU BECAUSE
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when you wnat someone to understand when you need someone to understand, you want to try to get people to understand what its likes, but no one will, but that one person, theyll try their hardest, they wont ever fully get it, they wont ever actually know what its like, but theyll get the idea, because they listen, they ask questions, they want to know how you feel and what its like, and they want to know how to make things a little bit easier. and
gang please im thinking too much take away my brain
I want to be weirder. I want to be strange and foreign and to feel like I'm actually in control of my life and myself and the perception of me in some way. I want to allow myself to unmask and breathe and not be afraid to be "too autistic" or "too adhd" or "too mentally ill" or...just too much in general.
I've always been made to make myself smaller. My whole entire life. Vocally, physically, socially. It's better to be skinny and polite and normal. I don't want to be normal anymore. I want to be accepted. I want to be respected. I want to take up as much space as I need, be given the consideration I need, and allowed to express the emotions that I need even when they are deemed "too much" by others. I'm sensitive and angry and kind and tough and soft and stern and stubborn and just so so sad but also very happy. To deny any part of myself has been absolute hell and I want to accept me for who I am in every way imaginable. I want to be more creature than human, more monster than man, because different isn't evil it's just different and I've always been different. I've never been normal and I'll never be normal for this era in this world in this universe. Normal is relative. To what? Depends on so many factors and facades. I'm too tired to keep putting on a mask and pretending. I'm a strange malformed creature and that's okay. I don't fit beauty standards, or abled standards, or mental standards or spiritual standards or intellectual standards. I don't fit anywhere except for the space shaped exactly like me. Me exactly as I am in any given moment. People are change and I am people, very literally plural but also just a being worthy of kindness and love and respect, exactly as I am. I want to allow myself to just be so so SO weird. I want to be me.
I’m sorry but I just love that Poseidon was in the same shirt when he came to save Percy that he was when he talked to Sally. You can look into it as deep symbolism or smth but I just love the idea that the all powerful sea deity has like. three shirts. or that being thousands of years old he repeats clothing at all. sustainable king!!
I really love to think about how weird in the force Ezra is
imagine Lothal's wind following him around, his hair always swaying in the air, or the moon shining brighter on whatever planet he's on
the grass grows taller as he passes through the fields of Lothal, its rustle whispering something he can't quite understand
if he stands in one place for too long the grass will grow around his legs and he'll start sinking into the ground, the planet ever-yearning to get its child back into the soil
Ezra saw the universe through the whale's eye and the universe never left his mind
I've been working on trying to get a good interpretation of everyone in The Amalgam for a while now. It took a long time to get all the sketches done up right, and finally finish the full art.
I didn't do one for myself yet, mostly cause I have like a million personas. My "True self" vs "the body" are very different and I'm not entirely sure how to depict myself yet, but I'm sure I'll think of something.
Either way, this is what I have. I can't really get Greyson's tattoos down, so I opted for just not doing them for this one. I also forgot his and Belly's freckles, but tbh this is close enough for now as I've been eager to post them for a long time now.
Maybe at some point I'll post individual things for all of us but rn I'm having a really rough mental night and need to do something else.