Are there any fictional characters that you think you resemble?

I LOVE THIS QUESTIONNNNNNN <333

i don’t typically think about stuff like this, so this was sorta fun to research lol. i don’t often take pics of myself and i share them even less, so i didn’t exactly have anyone to ask for second opinions 😶

i usually focus on characters that i want to look like more than ones i actually resemble, plus my body type is hard to find in media… but here’s my list 😌

in terms of hair/eye color, my eyes are hazel-green and my hair is auburn. i’ve lost some of my redness in recent years (hair’s more of a cinnamon color currently), but i’m planning on dying it back to auburn lol. two characters i’ve always personally looked at and gone, “ah, ideal version of me!” are mary jane and claire redfield.

growing up, i frequently got compared to any redhead by my family, regardless of how much i actually looked like them – my mom would always compare me to ariel, merida, or anna whenever we’d talk about disney, for example. i’m biased towards redheads (esp. ones with green eyes too) because i’m so used to seeing myself in them, even though i don’t really resemble most of them lol.

as for body type…

i’m stumped, honestly :/ most women in media are given super “ideal” proportions y’know, whether that’s making her super slim, fat, or curvy in just the right places. i’ve got an odd body type, so i’ve yet to encounter a character that looks like me. also haven’t had anyone tell me “[x character] has your body!” so i don’t have any opinions to go off.

if i had to describe myself— i’m a very curvy girl. my thighs are perfect to fit my corgi-sized cat, it would take probably five of my own hands to wrap around the apex of them, and my hips are as you’d expect with that measurement lol. i’ve got a super high waist (just under my chest) that dips in pretty dramatically, and my bra size is 38ii.

i know that makes me sound like some jessica rabbit-esque “thicc goddess”, but i’m really not. my stomach isn’t flat, i’ve got a rounder face, and i’m convinced that my legs are weirdly short lmao.

as i was typing this all out, i started talking to my brother about the body type issue, which ended up catching the attention of the rest of my household. according to them, apparently i sorta look like rose from titanic. aka kate winslet in 1997. which is a MAJOR COMPLIMENT, OH MY GOD??? 😭😭

i’ll admit, i kinda see it? face shape has some similarities, but obviously i’m no kate winslet, she’s fucking gorgeous 💀 my hair’s also stock straight to the point of barely holding a curl.

there’s a few more characters that i definitely identify with and could see myself feasibly cosplaying in the future, even though the resemblance is weak at best for most of them. several are women from comics because i love a woman that can kill me <3

(claire is here again bc i honestly prefer her game appearance over the movies lol)

and yes. #5 IS bloom from winx club. i think cosplaying her would heal my inner 9 y/o self that was obsessed with looking like her.

What happens when your coworker kills your other coworker but both of you are in a relationship (kind of) with the same ethereal woman who had an admiration for said dead coworker.

+bonus Evandrey because it’s funny to me (I’m sorry Eva.)

cause like there’s something screwy with my brain or whatever that makes dying in a game scary, to the point that i can’t even proceed far enough in botw to figure out how to handle my first guardian, and i have a long list of games that i own and haven’t played more than an hour of because i just really don’t like dying! and i just want to know how get over that hurdle.

good evening my fellow aroace Riz heads, how we all doing thinking of the Implications from next episode preview

I want to preface this post by saying that I love the cat king as a character, especially one that has such a major impact on Edwin and his relationship with his queerness and learning to be okay with it; HOWEVER, I also believe that everyone that genuinely believes he should be a love interest for Edwin should read this. (Also if you just like the cat king as a character and want to understand his character better and why his and Edwin’s relationship is not something that would be healthy or “real” for either)

very funny that one of the main responses to the lizzo fat-shaming accusations is “but SHE’S fat!!!” as if internalized fatphobia doesn’t exist. like, you do realize that fat people have had that worldview beaten into them by literally every single person around them their entire lives, and famous fat people even more so. celebrity body positivity is so frequently performative — less about genuinely feeling positively about your body and other bodies that look like yours, more about trying to claw your way to having value in the eyes of society through any means possible. it’s out of spite and the desire to fit in. it’s not about conventional beauty not mattering, it’s about trying to expand the lens of societal atttactiveness to include you. lizzo was never trying to dismantle beauty standards as a concept, as a hierarchical way of perceiving society, as a value system. she just wanted to be valued within it — and that’s understandable, because we all want that, we all need to feel desired and worthwhile and valuable. but the best way for an outsider to become an insider is to know the hierarchy inside and out, then to enforce it yourself. if you’re able to gatekeep beauty and value from others, that implies you have access to it yourself. the only way for fat people to be valued within modern societal beauty constraints is to carve out a spot within that hierarchy and guard it with your life. i’m sorry if this is news to people, but so long as our perceptions of beauty remain the same, fat people will never be viewed as equally human — and especially fat women will never be viewed as equally woman. our beauty constraints are premised on a dehumanization of fatness. there is no way to exist as a fat person within that sphere without perpetuating those constraints yourself to prove to skinny people that you deserve to be there. this is why celebrity body positivity is so infrequently helpful long-term or big-picture — it’s not about setting all bodies equal to one another, it’s about raising your particular body equal to those at the top of the hierarchy. so of course lizzo bodyshamed her employees, her backup dancers, her assistants — that’s exactly what enabled her to become a “voice” for “body positivity.” without a position of power in that hierarchy, not only would her calls for body positivity not be heard, they likely wouldn’t exist in the first place; how are you going to feel positive about your body in our ever-competitive pyramid of beauty unless you have people below you to feel better than?

i find it damn near impossible to get mad at santana’s behavior in 3x06 and 3x07 because i genuinely do think she had the right to be lashing out at everybody. sue me idk

Wowww I miss my old hair it was honestly pretty cool sometimes. My pre eartails era. I might go back to this I really liked looking kinda scruffy.. I’m just so bad at cutting my hair for some reason LMAO but I will keep my tails..

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This is one of my favorite snippets from foolproof, I love the h/c and I can so easily picture anakin being frantic for obi-wan to be okay, I would love some commentary if you have any - “Obi-Wan, Obi-Wan,” the man says, and that isn’t right. The man never knew his name. “Obi-Wan, shh, you’re here, I’m here. We’re at the Temple, sweetling. You’re safe. I’m here.” A mechno hand presses Obi-Wan’s head to a firm and sweaty chest, and Obi-Wan is breathing in the scent before he can stop himself.

(from this dvd commentary ask game three months ago im sorry, but basically people sent me passages from my fics for me to give commentary on like what i wanted the passage to do, what the moment means for the fic, what's going on in the characters' heads, why i wrote it, etc etc)

this is from the third chapter of foolproof, foolhardy, "work in a casual touch": what a great choice for a passage because I really love how this chapter ends with obi-wan trying very hard to make anakin see him as a man and not the youngling he once was or just a friend of his padawan’s, only for him to suffer through a pretty serious flashback—it’s something that comes up again and again in this fic, for master Skywalker and padawan Kenobi. They’re very much intertwined through their past and they can’t just ignore it or not address it. It keeps coming back up.

and I think in this case, with this flashback, it’s a trauma that binds them together. Obi-Wan almost died on Zygerria and Anakin saved him - Anakin killed many many people to save him, probably tossed the entire mission plan out the window the second he found out obi-wan was in trouble, has a lot of dark emotions and blood on his hands from this moment in particular….but in the aftermath of it, when they’re flying back to the Temple, obi-wan seeks anakin out for comfort.

obi-wan seeking anakin out and feeling safe around him is such a big thing for anakin, from the time they first met to every time after. Over and over again, obi-wan takes comfort in anakin when anakin assumes he is too dark and too frightening for anyone to find comfort in.

But with Obi-Wan, in this scene specifically, because of all of their thorny past, anakin doesn’t question if he can help a triggered and hurting obi-wan. He just puts him against his chest and tells him he’s here and nothing bad is going to happen to him because Anakin is with him and Anakin would never allow anything bad to happen to obi-wan. He’s saying both “you’re here at the temple so you’re safe” AND “you’re safe because I’m here.”

See, the thing about Crowley living in his car in s2 is that I left the s1 finale with the impression that both of them finished their lunch, staggered their way back to the book shop (gently sloshed) and spent the night getting absolutely hammered. Like drain the wine cellar, night on the town, capital-P Pissed.

It’s all a bit ‘rambunctious’, as a fussy and well read angel might say.

Crowley wakes up on Aziraphale’s sofa a week later - covered in a blanket, various papers and a copy of the Sunday times.

A pot of tea’s just finished steeping, there’s cake in the tin. Somewhere across the shop, a tartan-clad figure hums (rather untunefully) to himself as he pours over a crackled hardback book.

If you asked Crowley, it’s all quite civilised, if a tad “country living magazine”. A little gauche. A bit twee - not really his ‘style’.

But he doesn’t reach for his glasses, or pat his jacket for his keys.

After all, he thinks, stretching what’s probably the correct number of limbs and reaching out for a bone china cup, why on Her green earth would he ever want to leave?

i got the kind of autism where I make theme songs and leitmotifs for my characters that I haven’t written anything about but have a complete fuzzy image of in my head

someone told me once i like main characters cuz i have main character energy (and not in a means to just flatter and be kind) and i think about it a lot

Thinking about how it’s taken to the age of 34 for Taylor to find a partner who is comfortable publicly existing with her and supporting her without a) treating her like a secret or b) eventually seeing her as a, well, ever-lovely reflective jewel, and that’s just wild.

Idk something about that video from yesterday of them just strolling through the stadium hallway like it was chill even in a very weird unchill situation and the vibes just being “we got this” is just… thinking thoughts.

Thinking

Sometimes i decide not to post vent posts bc if someone says something nice or appeasing in response to it I’m going to snap and become evil