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Big fan of characters who “kill” their younger selves. Characters who resent the past version of themselves for letting them get hurt, who look at that kid and feel revolted by the foreignness of it. Characters who feel they have to cut the child out of them like a tumor because it’s hurting them too much and if I don’t kill you you’ll kill me. Nearly nothing remaining of that past self but for the little connections and mannerisms they can’t kick, and when it shines through, it’s a terrible, tragic thing, because the child is still in there. It’s in there and it’s grotesque in its suffocation. But it’s there.

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they are canceling me for the way i deal with grief. also, for the infinite number of destroyed universes

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Characters who are yellow coded not as in joy and optimism but, rather, yellow as in the first color the human eye will notice, plastered over hazard signs and school buses. Yellow as in a light so bright it burns. Yellow as in illness and disease, just waiting to infect. Yellow as deception, a cover up for something with teeth and claws and malice. Can anyone hear me

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The only thing Callie doesn’t know how to do is live.

Actually no I’m coming out of the void again. I’m OBSESSED with Callie Chandler. What if you were eight years old and you confidently told an Archfey that you’d rather die for something important than live for no reason. What if you sold your soul in the third grade and continued to believe it was the best decision you’ve ever made for the next ten years? What if you couldn’t do anything without having a reason, even simply being alive? What if you just silently put up with horrible life events and treatment from others because it doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things? What if you didn’t realize you don’t want to die until after you died? What if you put all of your eggs in the basket of a heroic death and then survived and now you’re alive, a new adult with no plans and no purpose? I’m putting them in my mouth and shaking them like a squeaky toy.

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Actually no I’m coming out of the void again. I’m OBSESSED with Callie Chandler. What if you were eight years old and you confidently told an Archfey that you’d rather die for something important than live for no reason. What if you sold your soul in the third grade and continued to believe it was the best decision you’ve ever made for the next ten years? What if you couldn’t do anything without having a reason, even simply being alive? What if you just silently put up with horrible life events and treatment from others because it doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things? What if you didn’t realize you don’t want to die until after you died? What if you put all of your eggs in the basket of a heroic death and then survived and now you’re alive, a new adult with no plans and no purpose? I’m putting them in my mouth and shaking them like a squeaky toy.

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*emerges from the void*

Callie and Lux Warrior of the Mind from Epic the Musical

*fades once more into the background*

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toxic codependent familial dynamics this. toxic codependent romances that. what about toxic codependent coworkers. i can’t do my job without this guy here or i’ll kill myself.

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Having an oc moment...

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orbs are so helpful

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okay but "the symbolism is Real and Trying to Kill You" is my favorite kind of symbolism

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i loooooove giving my ocs perpetrator trauma. you hurt people, used and abused and destroyed them, and you will never wash out that stain. you will grow resentful of forgiveness because you refuse to forgive yourself. they don't know what you did like you do. you wear that knowledge like armor, like a sick badge of shameful pride. you can't cut off the hand that struck out and throw it away. you can't pull out your teeth and become something kinder, something more vulnerable.

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bumping your OCs ages up every few years because they’re starting to feel like infants to you. reblog if you agree. 

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Big fan of characters realizing they don't get to die. They have to live. And grow. And be a person. And deal with shit they thought they'd never have to. And be fucked up about it. I would like more of this. Enough dying for honor or as redemption. It ain't. You're just a corpse. There is no moral value in dirt time.

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Big fan of characters realizing they don't get to die. They have to live. And grow. And be a person. And deal with shit they thought they'd never have to. And be fucked up about it. I would like more of this. Enough dying for honor or as redemption. It ain't. You're just a corpse. There is no moral value in dirt time.

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Big fan of characters realizing they don't get to die. They have to live. And grow. And be a person. And deal with shit they thought they'd never have to. And be fucked up about it. I would like more of this. Enough dying for honor or as redemption. It ain't. You're just a corpse. There is no moral value in dirt time.

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Big fan of characters realizing they don't get to die. They have to live. And grow. And be a person. And deal with shit they thought they'd never have to. And be fucked up about it. I would like more of this. Enough dying for honor or as redemption. It ain't. You're just a corpse. There is no moral value in dirt time.

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Simeon could survive the grimace shake.

“Eh. Kinda bland.”

(He turns around and Callie and Larry are just fucking dead on the ground.)