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queerbaitesque · 2 years

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this place is alive and it hates you

long term nuclear waste warning signs - black sails 4x04 - anatomy - control - the house that dripped blood, the mountain goats - nuclear waste warning physical markers - i am in eskew ep.1 - the enigma of amigara fault, junji ito

#web weaving #hauntings #places #spatial horror #comparatives #parallels #words #black sails #anatomy (game)#control #i am in eskew #the enigma of amigara fault #i was torn between that bs scene and 'this place is just sand it cannot love you back'#spiritually that line is in there too

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grendelsmilf · 1 year

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i still find it so interesting how jackie is (was?) largely defined by her niceness, her friendliness. she's not the strongest, or the smartest, but she can bring people together. so when she is mean to the other girls, you notice it. she's mean to taissa when she feels like her position as leader is undermined; she knows that taissa is just as much of their leader as she is and it scares her. she's mean to shauna when she finds out about jeff; understandable considering what a huge betrayal it is (at least on the surface). but the girl she is by far the meanest to is nat.

and there is no good reason why anyone should be mean to nat. she is kind of treated as a punching bag, and taissa especially resents her because she doesn't like the idea of nat threatening the team's performance with her day-drinking or whatever. but nat is by far the kindest, sweetest, most compassionate, genuine member of the team. even as an adult you can see that she might be jaded and grieving and ruthless, but she's still at her core a good person. young natalie especially though is someone with a very strong moral center and uses those guiding principles of kindness to define who she is.

she's more mature, capable, and sure of herself than the rest of the group, because before ever landing in that forest, she's had a much harder life than the rest of them. we see that van probably doesn't have the best home life, but the rest of them are living comfortably. even if they don't have great relationships with their parents, they still live in middle to upper class households. nat grew up in a trailer park with a father who horribly abused her and her mother (until the day she witnessed him accidentally shoot his own face off). these circumstances made nat more resilient, braver, and more empathetic than the other girls.

and i think jackie recognizes that, whether or not it's a conscious recognition. she knows that nat is everything she herself is not. nat is confident in herself whereas jackie is terribly insecure and relies on external validation to uphold her own identity. where nat comes from poverty, jackie grew up in a huge house. where nat is comfortable having sex with boys, jackie is too repressed to have sex with her longterm boyfriend because she's terrified of having to confront the fact that she won't actually like it. natalie expresses herself through alt/grunge fashion, music, and culture, whereas jackie is as preppy as it is physically possible to be. natalie is jackie's perfect opposite: a poor outcast who is nevertheless comfortable enough in her own (hetero)sexuality to present in a (gender) non-conforming way and not care what others think of her to jackie's rich popular prom queen soccer captain who is debilitatingly insecure and sexually repressed, conforming perfectly to society's expectations of her to the point that she'd rather die than explore the possibility that she might like girls.

jackie has negative interest in travis, but she breaks him and nat up and steals him from her anyway. and the thing is, nat doesn't even care. she forgives jackie. when lottie locks jackie in the closet (ha), nat is the one who comes to her rescue. when travis apologizes to nat for sleeping with jackie, she says it doesn't matter to her. jackie is horrible to nat, but nat is genuinely mature enough that it doesn't even bother her. jackie wears her insecurities on her sleeve, and nat sees right through her. she doesn't put up with jackie's bullshit, but she's also gracious enough to not gang up on jackie with the rest of the girls, even though she's the only one who actually has any right to be mad at her. nat is generally apart from the rest of the team, not only because she's an outcast, but because she's simply above their petty dramas.

jackie doesn't have a good reason to be mean to her. she's the kindest, sweetest girl on the team. but jackie is mean when she feels threatened, and nat's existence threatens her very identity.

#i know lottie and nat are foils #but jackie and nat are foils too!!!#the jackie lottie nat triangle #society vs mysticism vs self reliance #conformity spirituality skepticism #have i mentioned lately how much i love nat #like she's such a brilliant character #because her aesthetics are so deceiving #as misty says she looks she could stab you #but shes literally the nicest sweetest kindest person ever #maybe not adult nat but like. the only person she had left was murdered by a cult #if her grief isnt exactly pretty who are we to judge #o.tv #i know ive said smth along these exact lines before btw #but i think abt it a lot ok!#yellowjackets #100

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lilbitofmac · 1 year

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The sorcerer feels a cold chill run down his spine…

#ironstrange #doctor strange #tony stark #stephen strange #iron man #marvel #mcu #my art #mmm I haven’t drawn this AU in a hot minute #I miss these boys #most of the time I like to think of ghost!Tony messing around with Stephen with little pranks #but other times I can’t help but wonder how Tony would feel being spiritually attached to the man who put them on the path to his death…#these two just have such beautiful angst material between themselves #also sorry for the messiness of this piece I wasn’t trying too hard with the sketch and line art

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fansids · 7 months

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Dang, I haven't touched my lmk art folders in months.

Have an old conceptual piece of one of the Four Spiritual Primates, the Tongbei Gibbon

#lego monkie kid #monkie kid #lmk #four spiritual primates #tongbei gibbon #myart #I did not have a plan for her as my aus were way too crowded for her #she's a very pretty lady tho #a very pretty very powerful very old very trapped lady #hey don't blame me blame the can seize the sun and moon shorten a thousand mountains and manipulate the planets and stars line

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solradguy · 6 months

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I'm so grateful that the only GG fans that care about the light novels are the ones that can be normal about things because Lightning the Argent goes from the rawest scenes of carnage imaginable to Ky Kiske doing something mildly religious like offering a short, silent, prayer for someone that got mangled to death by WMD dragons, and I just know that, in the wrong hands, those brief religious moments would generate the most annoying goddamn memes you could ever imagine

#textpost #I have a mountain of beef with catholicism specifically and am negative percent religious #But the punchline to so many Ky jokes is just “ha ha catholic” like come onnnnn get creative #Religion on its own isn't bad. Look instead at how an individual interacts with it and judge from there #Untapped potential in how Ky's consistently depicted praying to Mary/an unspecified female saint for example #Actually... How come I've never seen anyone analyze that aspect of his belief?#His parents died when he was pretty young (iirc) so their influence couldn't've been too much of a contributing factor in that #Maybe he was closer to his mom in the brief time he had with his parent(s)?#Almost all of the Holy Order knights/members they've ever shown have been male too #So I wonder if maybe it's more like the calm/uncombative protective presence of a sacred woman is comforting to him?#It's definitely a stark contrast to the types of things he's generally exposed to in his daily life in any case #Another interesting contrast is how much Sol DOESN'T like religion #He's got some sarcastic lines about God and stuff even pre-Gearification. Wonder what the story with that is...#Anyway Ky only expressing his religion in private moments is interesting to me too #I can't think of an instance where he ever forced it on someone else or tried to explain something as happening just because God willed it #He's smart and logical and yet he still has this spiritual component...#Man is his character is complex. Studying this blond kid under a microscope...

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relicsongmel · 2 months

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The Hawthorne twins suffered more than Jesus

#mel's musings #dahlia hawthorne #iris hawthorne #local woman going feral over sister iris ace attorney for the 261478th time. more at 11 #aa #thinking about. how at one point they were the daughters of the fey clan's MAIN FAMILY #meaning one of them was in line to become master at some point #(i waffle on which one it was bc there's no clear answer in canon but if anyone else has thoughts do feel free to share)#imagine being in that position. and then discovering you have no spiritual powers #and everyone (including your own mother) starts treating you like shit for it. and you're too young to really understand why #and then your mom gets shown up by her younger sister which only makes things WORSE for all of you #and then said younger sister makes a mistake and disappears with no explanation #and your dad takes you away from everything you've ever known. and your mom is so broken and angry that she doesn't even fight it #nor make any effort to reunite with either of you again. and at this point. in a world that hates you and has cast you aside time and again #all you have is each other. no fucking wonder they went off the rails after that #they are both so desperate for love and agency over their own lives that they'll do ANYTHING to get there #and the collateral damage is an afterthought. GODDDD they make me so unwell i love them so so much

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sleepygaymerdisease · 11 months

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guys i think this website is recreating misogyny

#i cant say specifics of what the media is or who the character is but like. if theres a character (who happens to be a woman) who is never #directly shown on-screen. but shes absolutely integral to the plot. and it's all with an extremely serious tone. maybe headcanoning them as #a silly ditzy bimbo wifey who believes in astrology and doesnt know anything about computers and her only interests are animals and plants #and taking care of her husband and cleaning the house and she also only wears bright pink and dyes her hair bright pink......#maybe. just maybe. thats fuckin awful?!?!? 💀💀💀💀#IM GOING INSANE HERE. LIKE GOD DAMN I THIUGHT I COULD TRUST TUMBLR USERS ABOUT THIS MEDIA TOO. I WAS SO WRONG. BLOCKED INSTANTLY.#also im not even going to begin to tackle the casual whitegirl racism involved with the interests listed for this character. like idk people #loooove to be vaguely spiritual without respecting a single culture who actually does these practices. 😀.#but im so mad like. i cant even say shit like 'ummm think about this for a sec!!' because the OP clearly put tons of time and effort into #their insanely misogynistic post. multiple drawings lined and full colored. like. they thought about this and thought it was amazing. 😐#anyway... ive noticed lately that a lot of people think misogyny is a dying bigotry or that its 'not as serious' as other forms of hatred?#but sexism is a very real systemic and individual issue. drawing cismenkissing.png doesnt auto-clear the sexism allegations 🫢#anis gaymer moments #ok sorry for the long rant im done now i prommy

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mariocki · 2 years

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Infinite list of favourite lyrics: 217/?

O. V. Wright - Everybody Knows (The River Song) (1965)

"I am so miserable,

I am so tired.

Oh, I just sit on the Mississippi River

And watch the fish swim by.

My life is so confused,

But I don't wanna die;

I wanna go to heaven,

But I'm scared to fly."

#favourite lyrics #o. v. wright #everybody knows #everybody knows (the river song)#roosevelt jamison #m. j. keep #(if it is) only for tonight #1965 #wright is a fairly new discovery for me but is currently featuring pretty heavily in my day to day playlist #finding out a little more about this song was something of a challenge; I'd taken it for perhaps a traditional song #perhaps even a spiritual with links to pre american civil war black folk music; apparently not bc this is credited to Keep and Jamison #Jamison was a manager and songwriter who discovered Wright and was largely responsible for his career success‚ writing most of his early #singles including notable hit That's How Strong My Love Is (better knownbin cover versions by Otis Redding and the Rolling Stones)#Wright and Jamison parted company somewhat acrimoniously later in the decade and it's fair to say that neither was quite as successful #without the other. m j keep is more mysterious; digging around online reveals only a single songwriting credit to that name‚ which is this #one. it could always be a pen name i suppose‚ or perhaps a person known to Jamison who helped with the composition; it's pretty useless to #wonder tho bc I'm unlikely to find out much more. wright himself isn't that well remembered today‚ although his work is sometimes sampled #by hiphop artists‚ and some later bigger artists would name him as an influence. it's understandable; the man had an incredible voice #a rich and emotive delivery which really sells the depth of pain that makes for a great blues song but without ever becoming too much #there's a touch of humour too (the opening lines particularly)#but there's something very simple and very beautiful about those final two lines I've quoted #some great insight into the human experience #wright struggled with addiction and criminal charges in later life which certainly hurt his career #he died‚ much too young‚ in 1980

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crimsongrimoire · 2 years

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realized I did not post anything about it here fun life event happened

saw mcr. was amazing. vibes were off the charts. little sad I had no chance to get a tour shirt but it was fun I went with my best friend and it was great we had a blast. here's the cute lil message they put up before they walked out onstage, sick ass fire effects during the intro of mama or sleep i cant remember they both did it and bookended welcome to the black parade which was odd but alright. when i tell you i grabbed my friend when they started playing the intro voicemail to sleep, and the second of two times gerard straight up laid on the floor which to be fair! that was in the encore he deserved floor time we made him come back

#crow.txt #not writing #just now thought to do it cause i may or may not be dealing with Consequences #to be fair. i got the tickets like... 4 months ago. and hoped very hard they would make the next booster available for everyone #and then genuinely last week they said they wouldnt and theyre waitijg until the next one is ready #which makes no damn sense but okay #id kinda gone too long and arranged too much to give up. esp since i didnt wanna let me bestie down.#the looks were off the charts i felt underdressed as hell even though i was in all black #but also i wanted to prioritize. comfort. even if i wasnt like on the floor which i did not WANT to be and the tickets were scalped to like #$1k each. fuck nah. and they started lining them up like 3 hrs in advance. no!!#shout out specifically to the guy who was wearing khaki shorts and a short sleeve button down red white and black striped shirt #there was an attempt. i see you. you tried. gold star a for effort #a wlw couple sat next to me it was sweet #i tried so hard to remember the Exact setlist but my brain FRIED the moment we were in the car #i know everything that played but maybe one. order? i hardly know her. except the opening and the encore #emo con was fun very much enjoyed i felt the spirit of gerard in that concert last week. amen.#doing im not okay after foundations of decay was an inspired choice. everyone yelling GET. UP. COWARD. then the opening riff to not okay #and everyone screaming about it. for sure a spiritual experience.#there were only two songs i didnt love love love and know by heart and 0 i disliked outright so bonus!#helena as the last of the encore was also an excellent choice. we had the best setlist sorry <3 yeah they didnt play our lady of sorrows #like in fcukin.... new york or wherever they were literally saturday. BUT they played house of wolves and thats what counts!#AND two of my most favorite conventional weapons tracks i associate with The Boys. sad the fire effect wasnt for burn bright like cmon #it did look cool but there wasnt much to get a picture of it was Much and Fast.#anyway. gonna Not try to make myself write too too much #since im doing '''nothing'''#i have a few more cool vibes terrible focus pics. for fun. wish i got the stage FLOODED with red in the bridge for boy division. alas

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faust1926 · 2 years

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ok but it’s like. my delusions feel good because they give me a greater sense of purpose in life beyond [insert everything about my real life that’s killing me here]. but they feel bad because they’re often about scary and awful things. they feel good because they give me something to believe in/look forward to. and they feel bad because the more real they seem to me the further away everything else feels. I want them gone cause they mess with my ability to function the way I strive to, but I want them to stay cause without them I’d be functioning even Worse.

#and then every therapist profile I look at is like ''is there something WRONG with you you want GONE so you can be normal again''#(<- and what if you've never been normal/happy/etc. lol?)#or it's like. ''I tailor my approach to EACH individual. that's why I offer talk therapy; art therapy; /and/ spiritual yoga ^_^''#but whatever.#breaking it into pieces like this ^ helps at least #it feels like one of those optical illusions where ur brain fills in the hole in the image #I'm missing out on many many emotional/mental needs. so my brain is filling in the blanks trying to make do #a la ''no stable support structure (from guardians/gov/professionals)? -> actually there's constant support from invisible spirits''#could literally draw these lines for Every detail I've got memorized in here. it's not hard it's not rocket science #literally don't see why I'd need some talk therapist to psychoanalyze me. you don't know me. it's my brain. I know me. and I'm simple #I just need help to fulfill my needs. so maybe the worse parts of this would feel less dire. and there's be less ''curing'' of -#- something that's important to me rn #so I just need to find someone who could actually help me do that. not just talk about how I feel or whatever.#it just makes me feel so awful/guilty that rn I feel my delusions are getting worse. and I feel like I ''should'' be doing something -#- to stop that. but I don't Know what else to do. I am literally too tired to function or think and I don't have any ideas other than -#- ''win the lottery'' or ''end capitalism'' <- the latter of which /is/ also a component of my delusions it really is so obvious.#so like. I just need to find a therapist who will have more ideas or something. I don't know. I have no clue.#I've already tried so many ''solutions''

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gallusrostromegalus · 10 months

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I was raised agnostic and tend to remain ambiguous on theological matters.

-but my house has a porch on the second story that affords me a terrific view of my neighborhood and the Colorado Front Range and I was partaking of some peace before the 4th Of July Finger-Loss Festivities begin, and I have had a

~*Spiritual Experience*~

I just watched my neighbor try to unload an actual wooden pallet that had to have been forklifted into the back of his insecurity pickup worth of fireworks.

Except that he does not have a forklift in his garage.

He does have so much sports memorabilia and cardboard boxes of unsold MLM Merchandise and patriotically themed camping gear and posters of women in bikinis and flags of suspect political organizations in his garage that there is only BARELY enough space for the fireworks and certainly none for his truck.

So he had to unload the individual boxes of recreational explosives from the back of his truck and stack them in the minimal space he had cleared by hand. This is a tedious and time-consuming process as this neighbor has purchased a wide variety of recreational and locally illegal explosives instead of many of just a few types, so the individual boxes are rather small.

He begins, and this is crucial to what happens next, by cutting apart the industrial-grade saran wrap his explosives dealer had so carefully wrapped his merchandise in, and discarded it unsecured on his lawn.

Where Outdoor Conditions sometimes happen.

His process for unloading the fireworks is to 1. Climb up through the gate into the bed of his pickup truck (a feat made unusually difficult due to the slope of his driveway, and this man's fascinating decision to wear the world's Siffest and least Flexible Denim Overalls. 2. Once in the pickup bed, he selects ONE (1) box from the pile He is apparently from a niche religious institution that doesn't believe in stacking things. 3. Carries it awkwardly around the palette that barely fits in the truck bed 4. His wife yells "Be careful!" when he nearly falls out of the pickup. 5. He Yells "SHADDUP!" back at her. 6. The Large German Shepherd barks from inside the house. 7. He yells "SHADDUP!" back at her too. 8. He sets the (1) box down on the gate 9. Slowly and awkwardly climbs out of the pickup bed 10. picks the box back up, and carries it into the garage.

Question: Aren't you going to help this poor man? Answer: Absolutely Not.

There's four military veterans, MANY dogs, and several people with dementia in this neighborhood, all of whom are terrified by this chicanery every year and many neighbors have repeatedly asked him to maybe do the fireworks somewhere else. (This is the Eighth Year Running he's held a major demolition event in his driveway, and for those of you who can do math, you may be able to guess the precipitating incident to this little ritual) Additionally, I live in Colorado, a state marginally less prone to spontaneous and catastrophic conflagrations than a rotting grain silo, but only marginally. Our recreational explosives laws are written accordingly.

I am in fact calling the Non Emergency line to report Fireworks violations, and reading off the brand labels to someone named Dorothy, who is gleefully totaling up a SPECTACULAR fine for my oblivious neighbor.

However, while I'm on the phone with Dorothy, I notice the wind begin to pick up. and by "Notice" I mean "The Industrial Saran Wrap he left on his Lawn earlier is suddenly swept up about 100 feet into the air by an updraft intense enough to make my ears pop" And by "Pick Up" I mean "I look up to see the sky has turned a fun and exciting shade of glass green, and the bottoms of the clouds are bumpy and rounded, and the overall effect is not unlike looking up through the bottom of the cup at God's Matcha Boba Tea."

For those of you who do not live in places with Inclement Weather, these conditions mean "You have about 30 seconds before a Major Meteorological Event Occurs."

I move under the eaves. "Hang on Dorothy." I say, nose filling with Petrichor. "The show is about to be cancelled." "Oh, that doesn't matter!" Dorothy cheerfully informs me. "It's illegal for him just to possess those, no matter if he actually gets to set them off or not." "Terrific, because he's gotten maybe five boxes out of a hundred inside."

Sometimes, the weather gods are Merciful and give you a verbal warning, typically in the kind of thunderclap that makes your ears ring.

The Gods were not merciful today.

It's not often that I am in the time, place, correct angle or in a properly observational frame of mind to see this, But I got to see it today. Huh. I thought. I've never seen a cloud just DIVE for the ground before. Oh. I realized as it got closer. That's RAIN.

Sometimes, a thunderstorm will form in such a way that the rain that would normally be distributed over an area of say, five to tent square miles, is instead concentrated into an area of say, my neighborhood exactly.

So today, I was granted the rare privilege of being able to actually see the literal wall of water descend from On High and DIRECTLY onto my porch, my street, and my neighbor's truck, and his pile of unwrapped fireworks.

The sheer impact force of the downpour immediately scatters the teetering pile of fireworks boxes in the back of the truck, like the wrath of God striking down the tower of Babel. Boxes tumble, then are washed out of the bed of the truck by the deluge. Smaller Boxes are carried down the road in a little line by the stream forming in the gutter, like little impotent explosive ducklings.

My neighbor was definitely yelling something, but I could not hear what over the DEAFENING noise several million gallons of water makes upon high-speed contact with the earth's surface, but there was a lot of arm-waving and faces turning red as he went looking for the saran wrap that had probably blown to Nebraska by now, while his wife started disassembling the complex three-dimensional puzzle of interlocking material goods in search of a tarp. They do not have a tarp. They have one of those wretched Thin Blue Line flags though, and my neighbor jogs out in a futile effort to cover what's left in the truck.

Which is when the hail begins.

"HELLO?" Yelled Dorothy. "HI!" I shouted. "WE'RE HAVING SOME WEATHER!" "OH GOOD!" she shouts back. "WE NEED THE MOISTURE!"

I watch for a minute longer, but the loss was immediate and catastrophic- the hail is the size of marbles and dense and cares not for your pitiful cardboard and cellophane, ripping the boxes asunder and punching holes in the few things covered in plastic. The colors on the Thin Blue Line Flag are seeping all over the remains of that it was supposed to protect in a particularly apt visual metaphor. Not even the few boxes that made it into the garage are spared, as the German Shepherd escapes from indoors, and in an attempt to assist her humans, jumps directly into the small stack of not-yet-ruined boxes, scattering them into the driveway and deluge. She even picks one up so her humans will chase her around the yard, before dropping it in the gutter to be swept away.

So. I was raised Agnostic -but even I can recognize when God slaps someone upside the head and shouts "NO!" at them.

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dadbots · 3 months

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To do what I want and to do what makes me happy.

#dadbots.txt #catering this year to purely interests of mines and whatever I’d like to focus on. No excuses. No interruptions. Just putting myself as -#- priority. Something I’ve not done as much and caused too many events and memories to transpire when it could’ve been avoided.#But I won’t make those mistakes and this year will be no different. We’re all getting older and I need to start making the first move -#- in things instead… of putting it off just because. Something something change starts with you. Bad habit of mines.#But I’ll figure it out.#last year has revealed a lot of my predictions to be true and some were needed to move forward. Each one became real in days —#and I’m thankful for that. Spirituality has been a wonderful addition to my life years ago and am still continuing my practices.#I am interested in possibly moving beyond that. But I need to think about it some more and research. But I think it might be obvious #Which path I’m learning towards with what’s been on my mind lately. A goal to keep in mind this year.#I’d like to post my art on here sometime too and currently working on allowing my creativity to take me wherever it decides to go.#Messy sketches. Random poetry and lines on pages. Whatever. It’s so freeing to not care anymore tbh. To just have fun and be myself.#Not that I haven’t yknow. In everything I do is all based on my own choices. But sometimes you have a voice that is a killer of all choices #Don’t do this. Don’t do that. It’s not worth it. So forth. And I hope this year we can all break free of that guilt. Be free and explore.#This year… I am hopeful for better results and experiences. Peace and love. 🤞🏽

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neverendingford · 6 months

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#got knocked off my gourd last night. it peeled back some layers that I've already learnt to pull back.#tag talk #I of course took two edibles when I should have only taken one. because I do not do anything by half measures #any deeper thought feels like a fake deep like in a dream when you have a conviction but it's not real.#we split into two though. for a moment. he was watching a movie and I was fixated on a corn dog for like.. what felt like an hour #mostly my sense of time went to shit. everything in the past stopped existing so even speaking was hard because that requires forethought #how can you think about what you're going to say when you can't remember what you just said. a sentence is a linear construct #I just really wanna get fucked while high now. that would be wild as hell #I'm a fan of roller coasters. you get on and strap in and you have no control over stopping the experience until it's over. you just hang on #it's how I prefer to drink too. load up quick and ride it out. I don't want to ride the line as a static waveform.#I want to dive too deep and hold my breath until I surface.#I still had rational thought of course. I asked a friend about boundaries before talking about a few subjects.#I thought about frying bread but recognized it was not a safe smart thing to do in that state.#I kept a no-spill water bottle close. had a snack.#idk. very fun experience. but it feels kind of dumb to talk about it to people. it was such an internal experience. best experienced alone #like. very private. but like. not in some bs spiritual sense. I'm not trying to make it sound like I saw gods or anything.#I already know what I think and what I care about. I already love my friends and care for myself. but looking at it from a different angle.#it felt familiar though. cause like. being dissociative is something I'm pretty well used to. not as much anymore though which is good.#but yeah. I already knew how to be careful and direct my body even though I wasn't in the control room #muscle memory and habit carried me a ton through the experience.

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gentlethorns · 10 months

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gotta get back into like spirituality. i lost touch w it bc like life happens and i got busy and distracted but one of my friends who's very gifted gave me a tarot reading yesterday and it made me remember that like. i have that power too. i just have to build it back up like a muscle

#she bork #tbd #ngl the reading made me very anxious lol but just bc it was something i needed to hear and it basically just warned me to use caution and #discretion w money which is something that has been very very heavy on my mind lately anyway. it also told me to stop being passive and #letting uncertainty paralyze me which has also been on my mind a lot bc in december i have to move out of the house i've been in for like #four years and my bf and i both don't know what we're gonna do yet (bc like there's some stuff going on w his family that makes moving in w #his mom and paying her rent for her benefit a big contender for a next step but like idk about living w parental figure bc i'm a whole ass #adult. so he might move in w her alone but then i'd have to live alone somewhere and that would kill me i think lol) and also idk what to do #job-wise bc i want to stay at this job for at least like two years just for the experience and so i can demonstrate that like i camp out at #jobs and don't just job-hop but also it's hurting my body and it's very stressful and like i enjoy it most of the time but the bad times #feel really bad. and also i'm tired of going in at like 3 in the morning it feels like i have no life bc even if i'm off the following day #i'm too tired to stay up and do anything that night bc i woke up that morning at like 2:30. so i'm like debating looking for something more #in line w what i want to do and like how i want to live like i'd love to work from home and have energy to exercise and be healthy mentally #and physically and honestly idk if i have that rn. idk just there's lots of stuff on the horizon that's making me very anxious and i have a #tendency to freeze when i get scared and in the pst things have just tended to fall together for me but that won't work this time. this time #i have to do it myself.#so anyway i need to get back in touch w my spiritual side and open myself up to the possibilities. rn i think i just feel stuck and afraid #but if i can take the bull by the horns and actively try to improve my life then it's no big deal

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ochibrochi · 1 month

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spontaneous magic manifestation was NOT mentioned in the parenting handbook 😬

I know this isn’t how magic in dc works, but the fact that Damian’s ancestry includes some pretty powerful magic users is… INTERESTING 🤔? Drabble under the cut!

I wanna preface that I'M NOT SAYIN' that Damian should/does have magic powers, but there’s still so much unexplored potential with Damian's character, and the thought that he has a dormant adeptness in magic is somewhat compelling to me. Most importantly it would FREAK! BRUCE! OUT!!!!! What is this, magic puberty 😭??

By DC laws, anyone has the ability to learn magic, but it is also possible to be an innate ability. The Al Ghuls are no strangers to the occult-- Ra's has had increasingly been portrayed as a magic user, and the recent establishment of his mother being a sorceress/witch?? Even Talia dabbled in a bit of magic, I think. There is a catch that their power is suggested to be due to Lazarus exposure, but for arguments sake let's say the Al Ghul lineage is inherently proficient in magic (and Lazarus exposure simply enhances it).

I can't recall "magic" being a part of Damian's training/upbringing (I'm still slowly catching-up on Damian comics so apologies if I miss any canon examples of magic use). Not sure why Talia wouldn't want her little "heir to an ancient assassin empire baby" to learn magic, but it would at least give reason to Damian not knowing about his magic potential, or lack of interest in it.

Through the power of pseudo storytelling, what if Damian's encounter with Mother Soul could have triggered a manifestation of magic that was once dormant; like a pressure cooker waiting to explode with energy when it hasn't been given a safe outlet.

I've yet to read a satisfying arc where Damian truly gets to contemplate his Al Ghul roots outside of "dad is good guy, mum is bad guy". Damian's initial character growth stems from him running away from, and renouncing his association with the League (i.e. "I'm nothing like you, mother and grandfather!").

The most recent thing I've read was Robin (2021), and whilst Damian is much more cordial with his mother, there's still an emotional distance and sense of distrust/resentment (for good reason, even if the context was some cartoonishly evil writing). But there is a silver-lining that they still appear to be fond of each other, in a melancholy kind of way.

Realizing he's "genetically" primed for magic would be especially confronting to Damian. There's no denying his Al Ghul blood, forcing him to confront a facet of himself he can no longer ignore or reject. A family that he likely has to approach for help/guidance.

Damian is put in a position of acknowledging this power could be used for good, to be stronger, to fight crime, balancing it with the implication that what he possesses could be rooted in dark magic (Lazarus enchantment).

If he decides to embrace it, would that be too much of an endorsement of the Al Ghul's dark occultism? Can he separate the two ideas? What if he can't control it? What if he accidentally hurts someone? What if has the ability to save someone where his other skills fall short?

Ideally, I'd love for this hypothetical story to lead into Damian exploring his Al Ghul heritage more intimately, historically, and spiritually (à la RSoB: Year of Redemption adventures). Another little coming-of-age self discovery journey.

I have my own little personal thoughts on what Damian decides to do with his magic powers, but I'd like to leave that open to interpretation... By the end of it I hope that he will at least find some forgiveness over resentment, and a balance between accepting that side of his family a little easier. It is finally a sense of inner peace :)

Any thoughts? Did I get any characterisation wrong? Let's talk over on my DC blog @arkhamochi! I'm currently trying to read all Damian-centric comics until I catch up with the current run. I'm hungry for discussion and analysis!!!!!!

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Listening to someone else watch the original ATLA again, just starting season 3, and there's this line where Aang suggests that it didn't just look like he died, but he DID actually die and Katara brought him back. And look, I don't know much about the lore introduced by TLOK, but this sounds like a really fun place to start an AU inspired by "Buffy the Vampire Slayer"'s take on the temporary death and resurrection of a cyclical chosen one: Aang is brought back to life and is STILL the Avatar, but his temporary death still also causes another Avatar to be born into the Southern Water Tribe (or Swamp People or refugees on some southern island, whatever).

Like, I know the Avatar is a reincarnation thing, but weird things can happen with spirits! Maybe this glitch in the cycle causes the spiritual equivalent of mitosis to happen to the Avatar and the spirit attached to them, so there's just two of them now! Maybe having two Avatars has some spiritual downsides, maybe not, it's up to whatever path you choose to explore in this AU.

I just think it would be really funny for post-canon 21yo Aang (and the Gaang and the White Lotus and all the spiritual / religious orders on the planet) to suddenly be confronted with a 10yo water tribe kid who is ALSO the Avatar.

A water tribe couple shuffle awkwardly up to Sokka, like, "Sooooo... we think our 10 year old daughter might be the Avatar...? She can, uh, bend all the elements and all that. Look at this shit." And Sokka is like, "Fuck, Aang is dead?!" Before he's like, "Wait, I saw Aang last week, this kid is way too old?!" And he has to hastily contact Aang like, "Hey, buddy, you're still alive, right?" And Aang can only reply, "Uhhh, last I checked, yes?!?!"

It's probably Sokka and Katara who put the pieces of the timeline together and figure out what caused this, because all of the other Avatars are probably initially like, "Yeah, I have no idea what's happening here. I'm you and you're me, but I'm also her and she's also me, and you and her are kind of the same person, but you're obviously different people now? Wow! Good luck figuring all that out, kid! You're really going places none of us have gone before! A real groundbreaker!"

Aang, through gritted teeth, "I am really not TRYING to do that, thank you!"

#tossawary atla #fic ideas #spoilers #aang #korra #sokka #katara #character death

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