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lucabyte · 3 days
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I am literally obsessed with everything you do that involves sifloop you are THE sifloop artist to me
thank you!!! it means a lot to hear that haha
I've been like... near exclusively an OC artist for like 8 years at this point so every time i post fanart and ESPECIALLY ship art i feel like i have to fight every screaming cell in my body to post it because i feel like... RUDE? for projecting my own thoughts onto another creator's characters LMAO... so it's reassuring to know people actually like what i'm contributing!!
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as for sifloop as a ship. i really should draw more isiloops because . rotates all three of them in my mind. but yeah. I think the thing I like most about the dynamic really is the like... way Siffrin and Loop canonically aggress each other despite an extremely persistent undercurrent of caring about the other not suffering.
Like. the back and forth between Loop constantly talking past/through Siffrin to really painfully insult the pair of them, and things like the [Forgetting Mirabelle's Name] event being so astoundingly gentle. just as a general example. (RNG event that only triggers after certain actions so you may need to look it up)
THEN adding the element of throwing them in postcanon with neither of them wanting to upset the party and thus having to keep a lid on it... I like the potential dynamics of such a painful and conflicted relationship having to be almost hidden and downplayed so as to try and not worry anyone, and thus becoming softer and introspective while still keeping a bunch of the more insidiously toxic behaviour.
Both of them acting with genuine best intentions in mind but still understanding each other to have way *way* more sadness and anger and guilt than they let on, and thus being able to clock it. Both for good and ill. Neither of them enjoy confrontation, but it's almost unavoidable when they KNOW the other knows what they're probably thinking.
. but yeah i just think they're neat! also a bunch of stuff related to asexuality but . shh
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giddlygoat · 7 months
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Launchdad? 🤨 🎤
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LAUNCHDAD 💪
thanks for the ask! i had this sketch lying around so the timing is perfect.
launchpad and gos’ dynamic is so incredibly important to me. her rambunctious, rebellious spirit and endless energy paired with launchpad’s bottomless positivity and chill aura is so perfect. he’s the most supportive, sweetest father figure she could possibly have. i love how in the show she has no apprehensions about coming to him with anything, and always feels safe with him. it’s how things should be, and a nice change of pace next to drake’s short temper.
one of my favorite scenes in the whole show is in the alien queen one near the beginning when they’re all three on a road trip, and gosalyn turns her home camera to launchpad and says “show us your true self!” iirc and he takes his hands off the steering wheel to make a silly face at her LAWLLLL the dad humor with launchpad is strong. not to mention drake’s immediate chastising him to keep his eyes on the road. they are so married <3
i just love how playful launchpad is with her, yet he always takes her seriously and talks to her on her level. he not only cares for her more than anything but respects her and is always honest with her, which is earning some serious parenting points in my book.
he’s already cultivated such a healthy relationship with her and provided so much security for her before she even calls him “dad”, which i’m almost certain she’s never done in canon. but, i can easily see her doing so by mistake and quickly correcting herself, only to leave launchpad a sobbing heap of overwhelming pride and joy at the title <3
launchpad playing mediator between drake and gos is also so important to me. drake loves her to death, there’s not a doubt. and i know he wants to be the best parent he possibly can for her, but what he lacks in emotional presence he makes up for in over-protectiveness. and i LOVE that we see growth and change in the show, and he is learning more every day! but let’s face it, launchpad is infinitely more approachable.
i think drake sees so much of himself in gos that it’s sometimes hard for him to take a step back and analyze things cooly. like, he was bullied for being a geeky wimp. gos snarls at anyone who implies she isn’t at least as tough as nails. drake had to learn to make it on his own and defend himself when he had no support. gosalyn has had to say goodbye to everyone closest in her life. drake overcompensates for his fragile ego and seeks attention wherever he can find it because he NEEDS to prove he’s the best at everything all the time in order to be worthy. everything gosalyn does when she’s ‘acting out’ is either to earn some kind of respect from drake or to rebel in a search for some relief. drake had no support so he builds four walls and a roof around gosalyn so she never has to be alone, ever.
launchpad stands in the doorway of that box with a smile and a warm hug locked and loaded, because he also knows what it’s like to be alone. can we just. talk about how isolating it is to be so kind? just for a minute. can we talk about how launchpad isn’t capable of giving any less than his all. he pours everything he has into everyone he meets because he also knows how much it hurts to be left, and he doesn’t ever want to be the reason anyone feels that sting. he greets everyone with his signature 100 watt smile that only flickers at the threat of harm done to those he cares for, and provides an immovable rock of support at all times. do you ever wonder why he has exes all over the world yet lived alone in a hangar before meeting drake? do you ever wonder if it was his incessant positivity that pushed people away or his determination to not be a burden ultimately leading to an emotional divide unsurpassable by a well hidden vulnerable side, ironically buried beneath all of this sincerity? do you ever wonder how heavy that heart on his sleeve is?
hey. hey anon whyd you have to give me this prompt /silly
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catgirlkirigiri · 9 months
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No CONTROLLER is connected.
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onewholivesinloops · 7 months
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i miss satokoposting and sayoposting but these days i just go to class, come back home and do my course work, and collapse
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natsubane · 5 months
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watched all the available episodes of sousou no frieren today and surprised myself with how much i enjoyed it so i want to leave my thoughts here before i forget them; i think it would've been a lot more enjoyable if i was catching it from the start, but i ended up crying more than several times anyway
it's such a good concept to begin with, the storytelling is so compelling, and i really enjoyed the atmosphere in every episode. the worldbuilding is very good, we never really get exposition dumped but we learn things as the characters do, which keeps things believable and easy to stomach... plus, we always see stories about the defeat of the demon king, and much less the story of the aftermath, which got me interested in it in the first place. and especially when you add in the factor of time as a matter of inconsequence to frieren in comparison to everyone else especially with her personality... it's so satisfying seeing the exploration of things like the delicate balance between memories of the past and their inability to be changed with how they have influenced and shaped growth (of both the characters and the world) into the present, the passing of time and its varying (in)significance to the characters caught in its flow, the transience of life and (the learning of) what it means to live...
even then the flow of time passing is animated so well; there's this relentlessness to its passing, but despite that it flows like a calm river, clear and constant and steady, never hurrying, never drying. and mage's comment about it showcasing perfectly how frieren stays the same despite time passing is really neat too. on the flip side seeing how things have changed over time (the borrowing, adaptation, improvement of spells from demons which then go on to be adopted by mages is something i really fucking liked!! and the way fern uses the magic so casually as a way to demonstrate the development of magic turning a death spell into 'ordinary offensive magic' is so so good. frieren using this to teach her a history lesson was Also really good.)
it's hard to dislike any of the main characters when they show such strong cohesion of their complex pasts and personalities, and their actions do so well to showcase who they are even in battle (fern's precision and blunt simplicity stands out here). you can even see how they have changed each other over the course of their journey... frieren wanting to give up on finding the lost ring so not to slow the party down but fern insisting they'll stay until she finds it contrasting with her impatience with frieren spending months trying to find the blue moon weed at the beginning of their journey is something that stuck with me a lot
the other thing that stuck with me is the rebuilding of the original party not only thematically within their roles but also in influence by the original heroes (fern being taught by frieren and their noted similarity in the earlier episodes with regards to magic, stark being taught by eisen and the same way they express and approach fear, sein's choice not to become an adventurer being directly influenced by heiter not to mention their obvious similarities in habits)... and of those it's really fitting how frieren represents himmel's hero role now after she was influenced by her journey with himmel, especially with his death giving immense meaning to her new journey and frieren copying his actions because it's what he would do
but i enjoyed it... will be back next week..... waha.............
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oozeandgoo-art · 27 days
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stupid asshole who lives in my brain
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citrlet · 2 months
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reading random bits of my story and being genuinely surprised how happy i am with them??
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carpe-mamilia · 5 months
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9 people you'd like to get to know better!
Tagged by @terribleoldwhitemen, who I think really speaks for all of us - thank you!
three ships: Captain Crozier/ James Fitzjames, the Captain/ Lieutenant Havers, Sam/ Frodo
first ship: I'm afraid it was Harry/ Hermione, back before I even knew what fanfic was. So a good 18 or so years back now 🙃
last song: Andrew in Drag by The Magnetic Fields
last film: STILL Some Like It Hot three months ago. Unless Over the Garden Wall counts as a film since I always watch it as one
currently reading: the High Society script, learning the order of scenes and songs for quick changes
currently watching: nothing really, I've been spending my evenings doing alterations. But at work I've found a guy on YouTube who reads vintage ghost stories and they're bloody excellent: he has the perfect voice for saying things like "mezzotint" and "antiquarian" and "why, that is most curious". Would highly recommend if you like a bit of cosy spookiness.
currently consuming: sad supermarket sandwich and carton of iced coffee
currently craving: half an hour ago I would have said sleep, but I don't know if it is sleep so much as refreshing rest. We start tech on Monday and it's going to be a shitter because they haven't left enough time between entrances and exits for changing lol
tagging: @theiceandbones @littlehen @tattedpetticoats @buriedsecrets @mischieffoal @shimyereh @vinceaddams @fabledquill @beingstacey if you want to!
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electric-plants · 3 months
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xianyun’s story quest cutscene was so so beautiful, the visuals, the message, reconnecting us to the traveler and their emotions like i’m just in awe of how much genshin has stepped it up lately omg
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favroitecrime · 1 year
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and idk idk cause the way that fandom interacts with characters is so nasty cause i guarantee if ricky were put in the exact same position as ej this season y’all would not be as upset with him. cause yeah ej wasn’t around as much as he (or gina) wanted but that’s because he was busy having to quickly put together a show that a) none of his friends were cooperating on creating (except carlos briefly but like that quickly goes away wtf?) and b) means so much to gina as she co-stars in it and he wants to do his best for her. but suddenly he’s big and mean cause he spent less than two weeks not giving her his full attention and idk if your boyfriend has been with you for months now and you can’t deal with him being busy (with something that benefits you) for two weeks are you really ready for a relationship?
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girlthingdecay · 4 months
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#i kind of want to kill myself. im so disconnected from anything. i have no original thought. everything is scripted#everything is just put together pieces from things ive heard elsewhere and i do not have a single original thought#everyone can see that im masks all the way down and everyone can see that i am nothing underneath and even that is a stolen way of saying it#i have no way of making nothing palatable but i am simply nothing. invite me over and ill try to adapt to you and write a new script based#off new media but if you make me truly comfortable and somehow manage to unplug my behavior then youll be rewarded with me just sitting#beside you on the floor and staring at whatever media you show me without speaking much and only occasionally seeking further warmth from#you#i vocalized it to someone close recently but im a nothing void and i wish people all acted in exactly the way i wanted regardless#i have selfish fantasies about people just doing everything to make everything easy for me and if i were a god i would be an entirely#selfish one#if the right people would go and stay as i please even though im a nothing void and dont deserve them around#if they would all do whatever i needed like gave me cuddles or sex or affirmation or money or treats#if life was one long cycle of being the most treated god by everyone then maybe i could be something i dont know#maybe something could be manifested into me#everyone already projects an idea onto me so maybe a collective idea held by all with a great deal of love would make whatever they say of#me true and maybe then id exist fully#until then oh well#though in reality im just sanitizing a bit. having others fully as puppets serving me isnt something that i want because i think itll “fix”#me by any measures and id likely only grow far more sadistic and selfish but i wish for that world because i could live in perfect comfort#i could do anything i wanted and have anything i wanted and nobody would stop me#sorry this is just like. a long rambling in tags. i should shut up now
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sureuncertainty · 6 months
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i think the biggest things separating me from 'disney adults' is the autism and the poverty
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homerforsure · 5 months
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i was wondering, if you had the time or energy (but honestly who has time or energy these days? not me so i don’t know who i think i am asking lol) if you would do a tiny little snippet from your hockey au with protective eddie? definitely no pressure whatsoever, i’m perfectly content to let this go into the void where it probably belongs. i was just binge reading all the hockey snippets you had in “i’ll dress you up in stitches” and it apparently got to my head. hope you’re having a fantabulous day!!
Hey darling Anon!
Writing life is a wee bit of a trashfire at the moment 😅
I do have (loose, loose, so loose, definitely nothing anyone should pin me to) plans to focus on Hockey AU in the new year, but I'm definitely not going to be doing any new writing on it this week.
That said. I do have the following snippet. I know I've posted at least part of it here before but I don't think I did all of it? I hope it satisfies the itch anyway.
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Rather than scramble for a smooth response that he was never going to be able to find, Eddie chose to ignore both of them and look out over the rest of the bar. There were a lot of directions he could have been looking–at Benji, drunk and singing “Don’t Stop Me Now” out in the middle of the dance floor for one–but only one that he was ever going to choose.
Buck had found a spot at the far end of the bar where he could squeeze in and make his request of the bartender. He was leaning in with his forearms on the bar and the toe of one of his white sneakers tapping the floor behind him. If it wasn’t so damn obvious and they weren’t surrounded by literally every person Buck knew in LA, Eddie might have followed him across the room and leaned back against the bar beside him. Soon, he thought. For now, he savored the warm feeling of anticipation in his belly and admired the sight of Buck’s long, long legs in all that dark denim. 
Of course, Buck being Buck, it wasn’t only Eddie’s eyes that were drawn to him. 
There was a particular dance that autograph seekers did. A double take at least, if not a triple, confirming the spark of recognition that an accidental passing glance had ignited. Very shy ones or the ones who tried to be respectful of your space stopped there. (Eddie usually offered them a nod and he knew other players who sometimes liked to stroll over and introduce themselves.) Most people elbowed the friends they were with and whispered behind their hands. Some pointed. The friends gave verbal confirmation of the sighting and then someone started egging the others on until one was eventually pushed forward as the spokesperson and finally came to make contact. 
Variations existed (the Drunk, the Flirt and the Jerk all had their unique qualities and approaches), but Eddie had learned to notice when he was being noticed. Noticing that Buck was being noticed was really just an extension of that same watchfulness. Nothing else. 
The group that Buck had yet to see was standing behind and to his left. A tall, skinny guy in his mid-twenties was flanked by two shorter girls, one of whom had her phone out and pointed at Buck. Eddie thought at first she was taking a picture, but the other two had their heads craned over the phone to see something that she was showing them there and kept looking back up in Buck’s direction. (“That’s not him.” “That’s totally him!”) Eventually she reached a moment of resolve and said something that was almost certainly, “I’m going over there,” and strode purposefully across the bar. Her friends laughed and followed after her and Eddie had time to roll his eyes and wonder how long Buck would be stuck there taking selfies before the girl drew her arm back and slapped Buck’s ass hard. 
He couldn’t have heard it, not from across the room, but Eddie felt the stinging crack like it was landing on his own skin and he jolted in his chair just as Buck jolted against the bar and whirled around. 
The girl cackled, her hands coming up to cover her mouth as her laugh bent her forward. “Oh my god!” she said, enunciating enough that her lips were easy to read. “I had to. I had to.” 
Running a hand over his hair, Buck forced himself to try and smile while she kept laughing. She mimed the action again and Buck kept that strained, toothy grin in place even as his face turned bright red and he flinched away from her. 
“What happened?” Chimney asked, catching sight of Eddie’s clenched jaw and then turning to look over his shoulder at Buck and a pretty girl smiling at each other. “Oh. That. Guess it’s gonna be a while for that round.”
Already sliding out of his chair, Eddie replied, “No, it’s not.” 
He was overreacting. What he’d just seen was tasteless. It was harassment. But she was hardly the first person to view a public figure as public property and Eddie had certainly had strange hands on him more than a few times in his career. Buck could handle it on his own. Already he was crouching down to the girl’s height so she could take the selfie she’d come over for and then she’d be on her way. 
Except. Eddie had seen the picture behind the bar in St. Louis. He knew, or at least he had a pretty strong feeling, that Buck had been watching his own back for way too long now. It didn’t matter that it was just a stupid handsy fan in a bar. Eddie wasn’t just going to look the other way while Buck gritted his teeth and forced a smile to get through it. 
After the photo, they both straightened. Buck put his hand on the girl’s shoulder and said something to her that should have sounded like “goodbye” if she had any ability to read a social cue. Instead, she clasped her hands together in a pleading way and said something else. Buck sighed and held up a single finger, “One more.” 
She squealed and handed the phone to one of her friends and Eddie had to stop while a small crowd moved in front of him on their way to their table. When he was finally able to get through, the two of them weren’t posed for a picture yet. The girl had one hand on Buck’s elbow, tugging like she was trying to get him to turn and had her other hand on the bartop, demonstrating what she wanted to do. 
“... So your butt is, like, sticking out. And then I’ll just hold my hand up like I’m going to smack it, but I won’t. I promise.” 
“Um,” Buck said, scratching the back of his head with his free hand. “What if we just do another regular one? You know, of- of our faces?” 
Pulling a little harder on his arm, she pouted, “But this’ll be so much better! I’ll even tag you in it. Come on.”
“Or maybe you should consider yourself lucky you got one picture and let my friend enjoy the rest of his night,” Eddie said, finally coming up beside them and resting a hand on Buck’s back. 
“Holy shit,” the other girl said. “You’re Eddie fucking Diaz.” 
The first girl’s expression soured and she said, “He said he didn’t mind.” 
“I’m sure he did,” Eddie replied. “Let go of him.” 
She dropped Buck’s arm like he was somehow offending her and Buck moved unconsciously to rub where she’d been holding. His face was deep, deep red.
Quietly, he said, “She asked, Eddie.” 
“I saw her.”
“Hey, um, Mr. Diaz?” the second girl asked, taking a hesitant step closer. “Could we maybe take a picture with you? Too?”
“No,” Eddie said flatly and Buck winced at his side. “And if you don’t all want to get thrown out of this bar for touching someone without asking, I better not see you again.”
At first, he thought the girl who hit Buck was going to argue. She glared at Eddie like if she had gloves to drop, they’d be on the ground and he glared back. Dealing with young punks was part of his job description. They were always just like this: brash, with unearned cockiness that crumbled the second they were told “no” for the first time and Eddie dropped them on their ass. 
About half the time they came up swinging, but Eddie refused to answer for clean hits and he refused to let his team do it either. He’d stare the punks down, calmly and placidly, while they raged until some of their teammates with more sense came to collect them.
“Lacey, come on. Let’s go. Come on.” The second girl reached out and tugged at Lacey’s shirt until the set of her shoulders relaxed and she finally backed down. 
“Asshole,” Lacey finally spat before letting herself be dragged away. 
Eddie rolled his eyes as he watched her go and both he and Buck kept eyes on the group until they vanished into the crowd. 
“Great,” Buck said, shrugging off Eddie’s hand. “Thanks for that. Can’t wait to read that post in the morning.” 
He hunched in on himself as he turned back toward the bar, leaning on his elbows but keeping his legs tucked underneath him so he didn’t provide any sort of target. As the bartender passed, Buck lifted his hand to wave him down and got a return nod that he was next. The blush was still dark on his cheeks and as Buck ducked his head, Eddie realized Buck was hiding his embarrassment from him. 
“So what?” he said. “It’s a random post from some fan nobody knows. Who’s gonna care?”
Buck rubbed his hands through his hair again and said something at the ground.
“What did you say?”
“I said I care,” Buck replied, pushing himself up to face Eddie. “Maybe it doesn’t matter if Eddie Fucking Diaz gets accused of being a dick to some girl in a bar, but it sure as hell matters if I do.”
“Buck-”
“You should have just stayed at the fucking table. Why didn’t you just-”
Landing at last in front of Buck, the bartender said, “Hey. What can I get you?”
“Hey,” Buck replied, immediately smothering the irritation in his voice. “Can I get a white wine, a Stella, and a Valley Girl?”
“Sure thing.”
“Guess I’ll get my own then,” Eddie huffed, unable to stop his eyebrows from lifting in surprise. Buck was upset, obviously, but he didn’t think-
“I got yours,” Buck snapped. “You’ll like it. It’s real beer.”
It was hard to reconcile his tone with the reference to the day they’d spent together back in November. The first day Eddie had let himself think that maybe the divorce papers shoved in his glove compartment weren’t the worst thing in the world to ever happen to him after all. Of course Buck remembered. Of course Buck had gotten him a beer. Even when everything about his posture said he wanted to dump it over Eddie’s head. 
He left the bottle behind for Eddie to carry and snatched up Maddie’s wine and Chimney’s beer, turning quickly enough to almost spill both of them, and then Buck stalked across the bar. 
Twice he almost collided with someone and ended up with their beer and his spilled across the floor. It didn’t slow Buck down at all. He plowed through the crowd, making the journey in half the time it had taken the first time, and when he arrived back at the table, he set both glasses down with a force that finally sent the contents sloshing. 
“Sorry,” he said, looking around for a napkin and then, finding none, wiping the table with his shirt sleeve. Arriving right behind him, Eddie rested a hand between Buck’s shoulder blades, but when he jerked straight up, throwing his shoulders back to throw off Eddie’s hand, Eddie retreated instantly. But he didn’t sit down. 
Maddie had a small stack of napkins on her left and she frowned as she grabbed them and pushed her brother’s hand out of the way, saying, “Oh, Buck.” 
“Sorry,” he said again. 
“No, it’s okay,” she said. “It’s just a little bit.”
“Where’s yours?” Chimney asked, taking another napkin from the stack and helping Maddie to mop up. “Did they run out of everything that tastes like pine trees and socks?”
Shaking his head, Buck answered, “I, um. I’m gonna skip this round. Just gonna head out back and get some air.” When Maddie’s eyebrows went up, Buck held up a hand and added, “If- if- if that’s okay with you. We could go or I could stay here if you want. If you need me to.” 
“Buck, are you okay?” Maddie asked. A tiny crease appeared between her eyebrows as she scanned Buck’s face with a worried expression and, for the first time, Eddie saw the resemblance between them. 
“Yeah, I’m fine,” Buck said, with a “what are you even talking about?” expression that was protesting way too much. “It’s just getting warm in here. I wanna… get some air.” 
He deflated a little as he repeated the words as if he knew they weren’t enough of an explanation but the real answer would take too much effort to share. Eddie’s hands itched to reach for him again, to build the shelter that Buck was so desperately trying to retreat to, but Buck had thrown him off twice now and Eddie wasn’t going to make him do it a third time.
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bittersweetresilience · 5 months
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aspec characters on my character list: 73/96 arospec characters on my character list: 46/96 aroaspec characters on my character list if i wasn't repressed about it: 96/96
#🌃#the last one is a joke but also it's not i do think i interact with characters and their relationships in a fundamentally aroace way#HOWEVER#i hate headcanoning characters to be different than they are stated to be in canon i think it's incompatible and personally disrespectful#but with gender and aroace headcanons it's different because#the good thing is aroace spectrums cover such a broad range of experiences that it can be reconciled with just about any relationship type#aro people can date ace people can have sex aro people can have unrequited feelings#sometimes being aroace is that fundamental feeling of isolation and not quite understanding how#other people do it like they're getting love right and you don't know what it is or how to get there#sometimes being aroace is not being interested in all of that sometimes it's desperately wanting it and then realizing#what you want isn't exactly the same as what other people do#sometimes it's nonhuman coding sometimes it's neurodivergence coding sometimes it's a drive for knowledge or truth in place of Romance™#sometimes it's connection a bit to the left sometimes it's disconnection sometimes it's hunger sometimes it's looking through a window#reaching or wanting to reach or feeling like you should be wanting and not sure how to deal with the fact that you don't#for me always it's lonely#but it doesn't have to be#i can make these characters happy... like sisyphus and camus...#i don't know what i'm even going on about anymore 😂#THE POINT IS#if you are my favorite character you cannot escape the aroaceification 😘 love you queerplatonically
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found-wings · 7 months
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I hope with code phil being forced to socialize here (wish that happened in canon) cellbit is going to very quickly get used to walls and I mean Walls of signs of phil explaining his funky theories and investigation album since he has literally nothing better to do 😭😭 we will be seeing dark green signs all around the order and only half will be legible to the general population (cellbit and fit are the translators for the signs while tubbo and foolish can understand them- but no one understands wtf they're trying to say when explaining phils signs vs cellbit and fit who actually get to the point) (bonus is cellbit learning more about how these federation-inforced fixings have really changed phil as he's been more disconnected then someone such as fit or etoiles to this) - 💿
Code Phil being much more talkative in his egg arc than usually JAJAJ ( pretty much forced. but still silly WHEEZE )
Also ngl Cellbit gives me the vibes that he like. would actually enjoy and entirely vibe with Phil placing walls of signs everywhere?? Yes it‘s a little bit of a mess to clean up but it makes talking about theories, exchanging information, etc. much more enjoyable most of the time because it‘s far more interactive than if he gave Phil a book to write everything in.
Also being able to physically walk between signs, point out information and put them together, ask in the middle of talking & writing instead of having to wait and then point stuff out seems like a vibe
And also love the fact that Cellbit & Fit would be the only ones able to properly put everything together and explain it to others as well. Tubbo & Foolish understand what Phil is saying and do their best at explaining it to the others but fail terribly at it - Phil just watching in the background as he nibbles on whatever food he got from the quests that day, amused by the twos attempts ( he appreciates it but also finds it very silly )
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jeansyvesmoreau · 11 months
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swifties reblog and say what your relationship with taylor is
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