kit.connor: another day, same jacket

18 and 24 for the ask game :]!!

18: do you believe in ghosts and/or aliens?

24: what's one thing you're proud of yourself for?

Made myself sad over the thought of what if the champions ever met their younger selves

Like imagine Lance ruffling his younger self's hair, young Lance is there w his shoulders raised, an arm over his eyes, hiding his tears, Dratini on his shoulders trying to comfort him, and Lance, voice ever so soft, like he was afraid anyone would hear him, afraid of anyone to hear his voice crack, "you're enough."

Imagine Steven sitting with his younger self, young Steven holding Beldum close as he cries, and Steven's there pulling him to a side hug, he looks away, almost fighting back his own tears, he clutched his mother's emerald pendant tight in his fist, "I miss her too."

Imagine Wallace kneeling in front of his younger self, young Wallace was wearing a tattered dress, tears in his eyes as he held his cheek, hiding a bruise, and Wallace is there wiping the stray tears away. He smiles softly, his own heart aching, "there's nothing wrong with you."

Imagine Cynthia hugging her younger self, young Cynthia was holding her hand over her recently scarred left eye, her other hand was clutching Cynthia's shirt tight, sobbing her heart out. Cynthia pulls her impossibly closer, stroking her hair as she tries to hide her own tears, "it wasn't your fault."

Imagine Iris sitting with her younger self at the roof of Opelucid's Gym, watching over the city, watching everyone minding their business, and Iris just smiles at her younger self, giving her a pat on her shoulder, trying to mask the waver in her voice, "soon they'll see how strong you'll be."

Imagine Diantha with her younger self, young Dia was carrying her Carbink, happy to show her beloved partner pokemon off, and Diantha smiles at her with a sadness she thought she had buried along with her pokemon. She gently pats the head of her Carbink, something she never thought she could ever feel again, "take care of them, okay?"

Imagine Hau comforting his younger self, imagine him telling young Hau that everything will be fine, that soon he'll prove he's more than just a terrified little kid hiding behind his grandfather, prove he's more than that, that he too will be strong like the others, "just be brave. Be the bravest ever."

Imagine Leon placing his cap on his younger self's head, laughing as he did, and he watched in amusement as younger Leon looked at him with his best angry look, then his smile turned somber, and he turned to look at the view from his tower, how isolating it was for a ten year old, how they left a child to bear the responsibilities of the region, "it's quite lonely here, don't you think?"

Imagine Geeta sitting w her younger self at the end of the stairway to the Academy, both sitting in silence as they watch Pawniard run around catching a stray Marill. Geeta then turned to her, her younger self, so lonely and quiet and friendless, then she placed a hand on her shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze, even though her own hands were trembling, "don't worry, someone out there would want to be your friend."

a friend who'd wait :)

I do not care for Dark Fiona

I'm really curious now how many of you guys love dp cause you watched the show or found the fandom

good evening to the handful of richjake enjoyers left on this site. do you ever think about the cute little stuff that happen when rich and jake first start living together. jake is in the living room at 2am working on an assignment and he almost jumps out of his seat when rich suddenly appears behind him asking when he's going to sleep. because rich learned not to make any noise when living with his dad and jake is used to being the only person home and okay that's kind of sad. it's still cute tho

post baby knuckles

I’ve left a gig alone but i’ve never like… gone to one alone 👁️ eek

it is genuinely so scary how easy it is for people to fall into religious extremism

in my trans grief hours *autism yippee*

Had some wine feeling good made a really shitty bowl in ceramics class this morning that I’m really worried has a bunch of air holes in it and had a really crappy therapy session where I didn’t talk too much but was honest about some other stuff which is good overall I guess but now I’m doing drunk crochet and watching the Duggar family documentary and probably going to stop watching soon once they start talking about the awful stuff but yeah day in the life of a woman doing her best I guess

on one hand i dislike that marcy didn't break out of the core herself, both because i feel like her arc is missing that sense of closure/apotheosis that anne and sasha got and because at least then she would have had some part in saving amphibia/earth/the multiverse, but on the other hand i feel like that was kind of the point?

marcy was not going to get a heroic moment where she finally woke up and saved everybody in the process and she knew it. she was told that she could either be peacefully assimilated and live in her dream world forever, or she could spend the rest of eternity alone and trapped in her own mind. and though she had nothing to gain for it, she rejected the core and everything it promised her and chose to have faith that her friends would eventually find her and save her.

back on earth she was so scared of losing anne and sasha, that they wouldn’t put in the work to keep being friends with her while she was away, but now that she knows anne and sasha are rightfully mad at her she still trusts them and their love for her to come through.

it’s even more significant because marcy has always had this desperate need to be liked that guided her every action, and while it did get her the love and respect she wanted, most of it was meaningless and any improvements she made were undone by the war anyway. everyone in newtopia adored her, but then no one cared when she was stabbed and possessed. even olivia and yunan only tried to save her because they knew she was the only one smart enough to beat andrias, and not because of any emotional attachment they had to her.

the only person she managed to make a real connection with was andrias (though that also ended badly, through no fault of her own), and it’s because, as far as i can tell, she felt comfortable enough with him to be entirely herself. and it’s that one true connection she made (along with andrias’s other true connection to leif) that ended up making andrias doubt that what he was doing was right, and fully turn against the core as well.

and it just goes to show that you can’t make the world better by trying to play hero, or pretending to be someone you’re not, or sacrificing your own needs. you can only make the world better by making yourself better and striving to be the best version of yourself. because marcy didn’t understand that until the very end, she wasn’t really allowed to play a part in saving amphibia like anne and sasha did, but it’s the fact that she accepted this and was ready to face a reality which she thought would be nothing but “rejection and misery” that shows just how much she’s grown.

y'all I just gave a (somewhat) random woman a ride across the city. on my own. free of charge. and didn't even think of any potential consequences. what the heckin heck

Finally, the following is complete. I am now at peace.

So here's Imamu, Clover, and Maris! Imamu's a little spacey but is very intelligent and is all smiles. Clover's the caring yet stubborn one of the group, she likes making little ceramic critters. Maris is still coming out of her awkward middle school phase and thinks she's super cool and edgy, but he adores and would fight for his friends.

They're high school freshmen who come together and accidentally make a new god! As pictured: