“You know how you let yourself think that everything will be all right if you can only get to a certain place or do a certain thing. But when you get there you find it's not that simple.”- Richard Adams, Watership Down
Art: The Black Rabbit of Inlé, by Teagan White.
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See, the term "magical thinking" is perhaps accurate, but I worry that people interpret that as a cutesy symptom rather than as something that can very easily slide into life-ruining thoughts and patterns of behaviour.
I've found that my own magical thinking is often inspired by some incredibly hurtful, very personal fears and traumas, and I wonder if that's what many people also experience. It's helped to reframe my mindset in that I acknowledge that I am not that powerful that everything in the universe is my fault, but... it's still very difficult to deal with, and it isn't a perfect solution.
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info card on my sona, Lunar!
TRANSCRIPT BELOW CUT! ^^
NAME: Lunar. (Note: Do not call Luna, is deadname.)
AGE: 14 - 16 (Whichever is convenient for plot)
HEIGHT: 5'FT.
SPECIES: Melanoid Axolotl/Siren... thing?
GENDER: Lunarian. (Nonbinary Identity.)
ORIENTATION: Demi-Ro. Ace. Ambiamorous. Neptunic.
ADDITIONAL INFORMATION:
Autistic.
Age regressor. (Goes LITTLE, 0-2.)
OSDD System. (Note: Sona by a system.)
Will refuse all spicy food.
Known to br awkward, affectionate, and quiet.
Weird things- /j
Hair is based off of storm clouds, due to being part siren. (A/N: Based off the idea of merfolk/sirens bring able to control weather.)
Can breathe underwater, and on land. (Perfers water.)
Sees everything in a galaxy like hue, making luar colour blind.
Moon on forehead changes with the moon phases!
NO POWERS. All abilities are visual. (A/N: Okay while I was writing that, I didn't take into account that being able to breathe air AND water is a power.)
Randomly scattered words I forgot I add until last minute:
Pearl necklace to stim.
Fins/Gills! (A/N Instead of ears, somehow, they can still hear??)
Needs glasses.
Lua/Luar/Luan, and They/Them/Theirs! (Pronouns.)
OTHER CARD:
Has axolotl tail.
Has axolotl hands.
Crescent moon glasses.
A/N: Tail is often used as a blanket for luan, but can be a weapon lol.
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[warning: post about my ‘personal’ ‘romantic’ ‘life’, got a little mopey and oversharey. This Is Tumblr, So Im Posting It Anyway]
I sometimes conceptualize of myself as getting online crushes at the drop of a hat, but in fact that is not true. i develop a vague attraction to some online acquaintance about once every one to two years (and then do nothing about this since the idea of such a thing being mutual is…i mean, i’m not delusional, i’m aware it’s zero. stats irl bear this sort of thing out as far as anyone ever “liking me back.” I also can’t bear the humiliation and indignity of expressing such a thing and how pathetic and presumptuous I’d feel doing so, like a crawling worm that thinks it’s a human. Anyway,)
once every couple years …objectively isn’t “often”! most probably the reason I think “oh that happens so often” is that it, uh, does happen ‘often’ compared to the frequency with which I fall for people in real life. crushes number in the single digits and falling in love happened once, ever, catastrophically and extremely badly, for about four years, pathetically and unrequitedly, until it was finally snuffed out by lack of proximity, like suffocating a fire for lack of oxygen.
I’m slightly afraid it never ended and mostly try not to think about it. I accidentally did something really strange to myself a couple weeks ago by (hilariously, it was thru finding my old homestuck art and then thinking about my life at the time) remembering the wrong memories — Like, it was…trigger-adjacent? Idk I don’t like to use that word about myself I’ve never felt like I had a right — Anyway it was really bad I was in bed like shaking and crying and thinking, it never ended, it never ended, it will never end, I just achieve denial, that’s all I can do, I just wrap myself up in the comfort of imagining A&N or B&V and filling my heart with imagining their love but you idiot it’s all just lying to yourself and forgetting that I’ll never again know the peace and happiness I felt at [redacted]’s side and how that was so much better than nothing even if it would never be returned and ten years going by proves that, just like I knew then, it was once in a lifetime
…this was supposed to be a lighthearted post. Oops! Aaanyway, yes, your local Ebil develops some kind of vague online attraction every so often and then does not do anything about it ever. I think the part of my brain that does that kind of refocuses onto fictional love in a weird way? we’re going to go down a really weird path if i try to explore that further though and I didn’t like the way my mind went there when I —let’s say Mentally Stepped On a Rake as described above
tangent: one of the reasons i can get irrationally hurt over people being dicks about my handful of treasured ships is that part of me is like “you won’t even let me have THAT????” yeah yes i know that doesn’t make any fucking sense. christ. no i swear this post was meant to be lighthearted. oh man
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gave my change to a cold-looking older guy outside the 7-11 after buying an energy drink cuz i always try to give ppl cash when i can (god knows i've been in tight spots often enough myself) & he very fervently told me "blessings upon you and all of your loved ones for the next month. and then good things for the rest of your life. you're very pretty" which was WAY more intense than the more familiar "thank you" or "god bless." not sure if this is some kinda cultural-specific blessing i'm unfamiliar with but it DID feel like being transported into an old irish myth. this is a very normal down-on-his-luck weird kind human dude and i should not romanticize this kinda hardship but like. how could that NOT feel like being blessed by the actual fae i-
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heya! if you still need that enrichment, i have a worldbuilding prompt for you!
one of those classic "untranslatable" words is the portuguese word "saudade": a noun, referring to the emotion of nostalgia for someone or something. a noun for the emotion of missing something. it comes from the latin "solitatem" (solitude), with influences from the words "saúde" (health) and "saudar" (to greet).
enjoy!
THIS MAY BE ONE OF MY FAVS IVE EVER DONE . I need to use this for something
For this magic system, people passively amass magical energy. Some do so faster than others, but no one exactly understands why. Loads of tests and experiments have been run, comparing what people have in common and what they don't, but nothing definitive has come from it. Powerful magic users are able to build up their reserve faster than most, but it's not clear if this is cause or effect.
Casting magic has a wide range of effects, also poorly understood. People can tap that energy to increase their conviction, their strength, their luck, as well as projecting such changes onto other people. The most powerful casters can affect the physical world by moving, summoning, or even destroying objects.
The truth of it? Magic is fueled by memory. As people passively forget things, they stockpile magical energy. The content of those memories determines what they can use the magic for, although that depends almost entirely on what the Catalyst Memory is.
There's an entity behind all of this, something that takes memories and replaces them with magic energy. Every single time someone casts, they see this entity, and give it a Catalyst -- the contents of it (almost always meaning the emotions contained within) are what determine the magical effect. A memory of weakness can be drawn upon to make the enemy weak, and a memory of healing can repair the caster's body. The entity takes the memory and amplifies its effect onto the target, following the intent of the caster.
The most experienced magic users can draw on the most vivid memories to affect the physical world. They can summon an object that they're deeply familiar with, or recall destruction in gruesome detail to recreate it upon a target.
A meeting with the entity happens in a moment, the caster immediately forgetting about its existence. All they're left with is a feeling of nostalgia.
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