On todays episode of who gives a crap, I was struck with the agonizing thoughts of my chronic pain and what it’s taken away from me. On a day i had dreamt of having since I could remember now not achievable the way I wanted it to. Instead of getting to go to uni with my childhood friends i got to lay in bed depressed. Who knew the little things mattered until you didn’t get to achieve it with them. To cope with the shame, agoraphobia and guilt that comes with staying in bed I’ve decided to draw little clowns again.
If I lay here ... would you lie with me and just forget the world?
I was sad one night and wanted to watch something fun and colorful, so I tried Fionna and Cake and really liked it! Adopting Prismo as my surrogate blorbo he is such a pal (everyone's pal, for that matter)
I've been enjoying getting to explore some new fics, which is what this was inspired by (primarily this one), and then it went kinda off-the-rails and got experimental hahaha but that's okay, I was having fun!
This is the scene I was talking about in my previous post btw. A good chunk of JP fans I’ve seen think of it as really silly.
Music used in the BG: Jurassic Park 3 Soundtrack: Plane Ride/Alan’s Nightmare. At around the 1:30 mark
Transcript undercut
Transcript:
[Darius relaxing in the passenger seat of Ben’s van. Large footsteps approach causing the Dino ornament on the rear view mirror to bounce. Darius looks in the rear view mirror to see a glimpse of something]
[Darius turns to the driver side to see he’s alone]
Darius: Ben?!
[The footsteps stop and a shadow falls on the passenger window. Darius turns round in his seat and is met with an Allosaurus]
Allosaurus, in Brooklynn’s voice: Darius.
[Darius is frozen as the van disappears from under him, leaving him on the ground. Defenseless]
Allosaurus, still in Brooklynn’s voice: You said you’d be here.
[Darius unable to speak, sits in terror at the theropod circling him. Until the Allosaurus roars, mixed with Brooklynn’s screams, lunging at him. Darius throws his hands up in a useless effort to protect himself.]
Unknown Voice: Darius!
[Darius is shaken away by Ben, who is keeping his eyes on the road while driving. The grip on his shoulder is firm and almost painful, but grounds him from his night terror.]
Ben: You good, bud? You were having a bad dream.
[The screen changes to black with text meant to be read as Darius]
Kind of obsessed with my clangen medicine cat who never once received word from starclan despite nearly every other clan member receiving visions/dreams and had no friends or loved ones. Tough break, girl
Okay I haven't seen anybody talk about this glowing flower. Is it a piece of azure lion left behind or something related to mk? What are your thoughts??
Currently that flower remains an enigma to me, but I will say this: blue is never a good color in this show.
Though, let's figure out a general timeline of when this thang shows up!
So, at the end of 4x13 we see Azure explode and tear apart Monkey King's house:
There's no flower yet, which is to be expected.
BUT THEN DURING 4x14, AS AZURE IS FADING AWAY WE SEE THIS:
There is a flower and vine! However, it's not glowing that ominous blue yet.
It's not until after Azure is dead and the Jade Emperor's power is sealed that we see the flower again, this time glowing blue:
I think at this point it's safe to assume that the flower is indeed somehow related to Azure!
Three months after everything, Hunter picks up a carving knife.
He knows exactly what palisman he's going to carve for himself, a new staff that will allow him to use magic again, beyond a flashstep that doesn't even work anymore. But time keeps turning on, and trees keep growing, and The Collector keeps annoying him, and there the palistrom wood sits, untouched.
One day, Hunter tells himself, I'm going to have to move on.
But for some reason, he just can't seem to.
(On losing your best friend: how Hunter and Waffles met.)
i love you so much owl house. thank you for such a great show. here’s what i have to offer you.
had a dream my cat wasn't dead and he was just hiding in this little space between the wall and a garden pot. i held him in my arms and i knew in the dream that i had to say goodbye to him and that he was ready to go. so i held him one last time. buried my face in his soft tummy again. and i told him how much i loved him. how he was my best friend for 20 whole years and how i wished he could be there longer but that i understood he had to go and i was grateful to have grown up with him. and i didnt cry in my dream. it still hurt, but it was peaceful. it was time and i finally got to say goodbye and know it was coming. i miss him. he was the silliest sweetest little guy. i love him so so much and i always will :)
i’ve really just been in love with the same person for close to ten years and after almost five years of being broken up i still dream of him i still cry about him i still compare every single man i’ll ever encounter to him i think about his dog and how old she is now and want to blow my brains out and like…. not knowing when that’ll stop is getting to be very depressing. sometimes i’ll read forums about people experiencing similar things and people always say the same stuff and it normally ends with them being like “yea i found someone new and they’re wonderful and great but unfortunately i still think about my lost love every single day and nothing will compare to that level of intimacy but oh well! you just learn to live with it!” !!!!!!!? i don’t want to do that bro that’s absolutely INSANE to me i don’t want to spend my life with someone while i’m thinking about someone else, that’s madness, not to mention totally unfair to my partner. and godalmighty is it not fair to me :(
today i had this Vivid memory flash through my mind of kissing my ex boyfriend (this was like 2018) and i felt so viscerally fucking revolted and I gotta say. it is truly impressive that I didn’t realise I’m a lesbian sooner than fucking half a year ago