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yanzln · 3 days ago
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doodles… marinette’s ribbons should be longer
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wyrm-clangen · 2 months ago
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Hi, welcome to the longest fucking moon ever.
Merry Christmas. : )
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calamitoustide · 3 months ago
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discovered jayvik hurt/comfort i am a lost cause
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vitasomething · 6 days ago
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thoughts and rambles on fursonas, sexuality, my "politicalness", identity and just who, how and what i am in general.
firstly i rlly dont expect ANYONE to EVER read this WHOLE thingg, i rlly rlly just need to ramble and get things of my chest awawawa my friend @hifi-walkman finds it rlly interesting how my current fursona i use tha most (her names are pix, pixie, pixel, and port. pixie cuz it reminds of night, stars, and sounds silly. pixel cuz puter stuff is pawesome, and port cuz its also a computery name, plus the Playstation portable/psp exists and i get called a ps vita all the time and the psp is like a smaller ps vita and shes like smaller part of me :3) is asexual, even tho like myself irl the lowest common demonminoator is like bi with a strong preference for guys (its a lot more complex than that i cant explain it thooo)
i had a suuper long and thoughtful discussion abt it w/ them, they like know ALOT abt ace identity and are very thoughtful and introspective, its genuinely wonderful having conversations with them.
they helped me figure out that like the part of my identiy that is pixie, that im personifying with my fursona, that part of me is actually ace. like i AM on the ace spectrum.
they explained to me like essentially that im aceflux or something, cuz that word means i view this part of myself as very incompatible w/ sexuality. (which is very true) like pixie isnt a sexual being AT ALL to me and she is ltierally a part of me, the *part* of me that she represents *is* ace.
funnily enough even tho pix is kinda the silly little creature dum dum side of me, she also very much is the super thoughtful, deep and philosophical part of me.
like you'd expect shed be the one doing the slogans and chants and being the one who does the action instead of the thinking, cuz shes very much a little bit stupid and slow (cuz my brain is VERY stupid and sloooowwwww as hell and oblivious sometimes) but actually shes the part of me whos like very engaged in anarchist theory and in general the history and theory of leftist philosophies and ideologies!!
she also is a bunch of very deep character traits of mine which u could describe as flaws. she is my forgetfulness, clumsyness, obliviousness, shes my social cluelessness, and two very important ones is that she is my rambliness and my habit to deeply overthink alot of things in very complex ways (literally what im doing right noww blahhh awawawa), and she is the interplay between all those things, and she also is how these things interact with other parts of me.
for example, when i send someone a huuuuuggee complex message that keeps going on and on and ooonnn where i psychoanalyze another person and justify (mostly to myself) why i think they're a bad person and why i dont like them, that is a very pix thing to do, that is what she represents. or a huge 2000 character ramble abt religion and why i think it exists and how im not religious but if i were id be a strong believer in taoism (not hippie taoism or the weird medieval semen retention taoism thoo). (holy shitttt, see im doing it again!! i ramble way too fucking much!! awawawawawaa).
like a different friend of mine who i love literally told me once abt how im very difficult to have a conversation with sometimes because i often send huge text walls and are veeerrryyy bad at changing topics and like taking hints that arent super explicit, and how i come across kinda mean sometimes because reading the tone from some of my messages is very diffulct and i often use the wrong words and phrases than what i rlly mean, often things that have waaay stronger or very opposite meanings. like one time i described my relationship to a person as "troubled", when i rlly meant "i rlly rlly like them alot, but im not sure if romantically or not"
all those things are like a interplay of my ramblyness, my overthinking, my pacickyness and also my social cluelessness.
i also independantly went on similar huge rambles abt how much i dislike hippies, how much i dislike fujoshis, how much i despise the missuse of the word "breakcore" and the whole genre of sad anime girl EDM created by [PURPLE SEWER WOMAN WHO SHALL NOT BE NAMED] and the endless army of her clones, and also how much i dislike tankies or marxist leninists or whatever they wanna call themselves. i even literally currently have a HUGE post in my drafts abt just how odd online discussions around the morality of incest are which i will prolly NEVER post.
often times i intectualized my dislike of things too such a strong degree, mostly just to validate myself than to explain anything.
and like, i do have valid intelectual reasons to dislike these things.
like i think hippies are weird individualist cosplayers. i think fujoshi culture is fetishistic and homophobic. i think tankies have very very very terrible politics for so many reasons. but the way i validate and intelectualize it to myself just goes on and on and on and on and ooonnn, and its like soo much judgement abt *them* and so much less abt *their beliefs*, often it is just a way for me to justify disliking someone for their beliefs to myself.
"they believe a thing, and i believe that is a wrong thing to believe for x y reason, therefore i dont like them", is not enough to myself. like i have to find a character flaw to have my dislike feel valid, and alot of if not most of the time that character flaw will just be hypocrisy. because thats something i can tie their beliefs too while also being something seperate than the beliefs themselves.
uhhh, to go back to what i was originally trying to say. these all things, they're all a part of me, like i think of them as flaws but they are a part of me. and that part of me is pix. she is all of these things, but shes also creative, silly, thoughtful, a tinkerer, a artist, positive, introspective, goofy, friendly and fun. shes the me that loves linux and programming and nerdy things and aaaa!! and her counterpart .that works against (but also sometimes with) alot of the flaws that pix represents, is nix
(zeir name is a reference to the nix package manager, but also cuz nyx/nix is the greek goddess of the night. also it rhymes w/ pix tehehe. zey use zey/zem neopronouns mostly. imagine they/them but with a thick south-german accent :3)
zey are a rlly punk and big epic fruitbat fursona, and zey represent things like a very different part of my sexuality.
(specifically like crass or kinky parts of me, also the easiest way i can describe zem is as a bisexual lesbian, even tho like the whole me has way more of a prefrence for guyss, i dunno its very very difficult to describe my sexual identity.)
also zey are things like tendenciy to do snap-judgements of ppl, my habit of sometimes doing very simplistic comparisons. zey are also alot more argumentative and assertive, and zey believe strongly in standing zeir ground. however both nix AND pix also are an aversion to conflict.
Pixie usually runs away from any conflict, whereas nix shuts down the conversation when zey believe themselves to be in the right as any heated argument that isnt a personal conversation wont rlly get any far with convincing anybody.
but at the same time zey are the part of me that falls for ragebait, like the part of me that often gets this feeling of "rightous rage" when theres something i intensely disagree with that fuels me to want to have a rant abt it.
like zey are both my negative reaction to things i despise, but also another behaviour of mine that is a different reaction to these things.
because, rlly this is all negative, but what zey rlly represent is alot of my deep core values, which guide how i am as a person.
zey are the part of me that has this very simplistic but very deep cutting hope and love for humanity that i cant get out of me, no matter how nihilistic i try to be. zey are my will to do the right thing and follow my principles. zey are the reason i nearly jumped after our dog to save her when she almost fell from a bridge into a river. zey are the reason im on my way to work in animal care. zey are like, the manifestation of my raw fuckibg antifascism, of how i deeply and inherintly despise capitalism and the state and why i believe any hierarchical power is inherintly opressive and evil. zey are like the type of me that goes "hey fuck u, refusing to use someones pronouns by just calling them by they/them instead is also misgendering and fucking transphobic"
essentially zey are my core values, specifically zey are the rawness and simpleness of my core values. but zey also represent a difficulity with nuance, my desire to have a simple easy thing that i can describe the word with. zey also are my argumentativeness and how conflicts arise when i believe something is in contradiction with my core values. zey are my belief that every human is worthy of love and a happy life, but also my desire to label ppl as either bad or good. and zey're like the conflicts between all of these parts of me. basically zey're like my "politicalness", but also the reasons for my "politicalness", and zeyre also crass and loudly and openly themselves, and everyone whos not okay w/ that can go fuck themselves. zeyre like kinda the conflict and tension in my brain of my beliefs and thoughts and also the society and the world at large being everchanging and fluid, and the desire to kinda have a single way these things are is that isnt just a complex uncomprehendable chaos of systems..
nix is still very much more of a concept to me than pixie, like ive only drawn zem a few times..
plus port is just so many parts of me that make me happy and make me feel like myself when i represent myself online with her. shes just so pawesome and silly. even my obliviousness and forgetfulness and clumsyness that she represents im so proud of if im being honest.
maybe in the future i'll be different, maybe i'll think its more important to highlifgt the part of me that is nix, to represent and see myself through zem more.
i havent even mentioned how me being a cat therian plays into this all. or my neurodivergency. (honestly i feel like my neurodivergency is a biiieeeg part of thiss).. also like my extremely complex feelings towards my own gender, or my deep trauma that left me dissasociated and depersonalized for the majority of my childhood, that i rlly dont wanna get into honestly.
i dont knowwww blaah-
if anything ive kinda realized that i will NEVER, even w/ infinite time, be able to put into words who and what and how i am and exist in this world. i can make personifications that are "low resolution" parts of me, but i cannot ever express *me* fully-
also this doesnt even take into account the deep effect living under capitalism has on how ppl view and identify themselves and express that identity
i dont consider myself a system, like i do strongy believe there is a whole *me*, like i dont think of myself in seperate fragments which are all simultaneously fully me.
i feel more like the whole me is just so big and complex and intangible, and my fursonas and how i personify and separate sometimes seemingly incompatible parts of me are just tools to help me express and understand myself. theyre more like magnifying glasses a specific section of the big whole *me* more apparent.
blehhhh, awawawawawaaaa
i dont blame ANYBODY for like not reading ANY of this. honestly im writing this for myself more than anything rlly asdfgh
im am gay, im am the worlds silliest little creature, im a dumb friggin furry!! i'm pixie, i'm pix, i'm pixel, i'm port, i'm nix, i'm vita, and most importantly I AM SOMETHING!!! when i refer to myself, im referring to something.
im not a empty void of attributes, i am something!! otherwise i couldnt be reffering to myself right now!! thas what the something in my username is abt, thats WHY im vitasomething!!
i may not ever know fully what that something that i am is, its like a jungle that goes on forever and has soooo many fun things to learn and understand abt it, more than we could ever know. but i LIVE to explore this jungle!! i LIVE to understand it!! i LIVE to categorize every single bug, map out every single waterstream, identify every single tree!! its FUN!!
mreow :3
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noteverystarisasun · 1 year ago
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INJURY
Hey ya'll, pages are gonna take longer! I hurt my non-drawing hand by rollerblading it's most likely a Bone Bruise (which still hurts like hell.) I heal pretty quickly. Even though I made the comic on pause, I was still working on it behind the scenes, though this time i don't think i can, i have to keep my left hand a certain way and typing actually kinda hurts So it's an even longer break, my bad -ASW
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bedupolker · 7 days ago
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I think you could have a very long and impassionated debate on whose legacy was bastardized worse: Jesus Christ or that poor little Japanese dog
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captainsaltypear · 1 year ago
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IS ANYONE ELSE GONNA TALK ABOUT THIS OR
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varpusvaras · 6 months ago
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Bruce, for the record, is absolutely stoked when Jason brings Roy around.
Because this now means that he is a grandpa. He is so ready to be a grandpa. Let him be a grandpa. Please please please please-
(finally, he gets to just give things to someone. anything they want. (finally, he gets to give Jason so much money and things and Jason can't say no because they are for Lian too))
The thing is, now he is in a very deep and serious rivalry with Oliver, who will not be replaced as the number one grandpa. Absolutely not. So now they are waging war on each other for Lian's affections.
It's messy and it's bloody.
One day, during a JLA meeting, Green Arrow notices something peeking from underneath Batman's suit. It's colorful, so it stands starkly against the dark suit. It looks very familiar.
Green Arrow looks down on his hands. At the friendship bracelet Lian had made for him. He looks back up at Batman and the very familiar colorful thing he has on him.
"What is that?" He asks.
Batman turns to look at him. He follows Green Arrow's gaze, and looks at the colorful thing on him, and then at the bracelet on Green Arrow's wrist.
"What is that?" Batman asks, nodding at the bracelet.
"I asked you first."
"I asked you second."
Green Arrow glares at Batman.
"It's a friendship bracelet my granddaughter made for me", he says.
Batman glares at Green Arrow.
"And this is a friendship bracelet my granddaughter made for me", he says.
They glare at each other. The meeting room has become several degrees colder. No one dares to utter a word.
Then they both pull out their phones and make a call.
"Jason-"
"Roy-"
Jason and Roy, in their bed, both realising that their dad's are calling them at the same time: fuck whatever it is, we're going back to sleep
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mayasaura · 5 months ago
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I'm obsessed with characters we only hear about second or third hand, especially when those accounts are conflicting. No, you don't get to see them, but here's a warped mirror of what other people thought they were. Enjoy your contemplation of how being known is an act of translation and communicates only aspects of the self.
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oncillabrigade · 10 months ago
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Finally read Robins!
I have a lot of thoughts, but I just want to say this panel is the funniest thing I've ever seen:
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mo-mode · 1 year ago
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AU where Mr. D claiming to be Percy’s dad accidentally counts as Claiming according to Greek god law or whatever and now all the other gods legitimacy believe Percy is his son, but if Mr. D corrects it, he has to explain to Zeus why he pretended he was Percy’s dad so now he’s like “YEP ol’ Perry Johansson is MY child wowie just look at the little fry, you have your mother’s eyes. Please stop standing next to water or you will blow my cover”
Meanwhile Poseidon is just standing off to the side like “how on earth did I dodge THAT bullet”
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hinamie · 10 months ago
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I'll rip in hands and teeth and take a bite
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piece-of-pierce · 4 months ago
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Danny picked up some traits from his parents. He got his mom’s flexibility and reflexes, his dad’s love of anything chocolate flavored and abnormally great cardiovascular health. The trait they both passed on (to Danny AND Jazz) is an intense need to learn everything they can about what they don’t like.
Jazz remembers what it was like when Uncle Hammond passed and Aunt Alicia got different. She’s terrified of her own emotions effecting her like that some day, so studies psychology like there’s no tomorrow.
Jack and Maddie bonded over their shared fear and death and resulting desire to learn everything they could about it.
Danny can’t stand clowns. They’re dishonest and hide who they are behind heavy makeup and outlandish costumes. Freak show kicks that dislike into a full-on phobia though, so he goes all in on learning everything he can. How does clown school work? What are the requirements to be a clown? What rules do they have to follow? If he knows their limitations, he knows their weaknesses. He will not be caught off guard again.
That knowledge sits in the back of his mind like a comfort blanket. Every so often he’ll dip back in and research if there’s anything that’s changed. He wants to keep on top of any information about his greatest enemies.
Finally, he manages to graduate high school with a 2.7 GPA and 31 on the ACT thanks to his Math and Science scores (and a carefully managed brawling schedule with his rogues). Thanks to those, he managed to get a partial scholarship to Gotham U for Physics and Engineering. He still isn’t sure how he managed that, but he’ll happily take it.
What he won’t take is this FALSE Clown trying to cause trouble right before finals! He’d kept on top of his shit all semester and wasn’t gonna let anyone kidnapping him and some other people off the street get in his way.
Later, the Bats manage to find where the hostages were held because one of them waved down Robin. As in, all the captives had gotten free and when they found the right warehouse, it was to one young man berating the Joker.
“You’re nothing but a modern rendition of the town fool!”
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damianito · 2 months ago
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Someone is falling in love [COMMISSIONS ARE NOW OPEN]
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akanemnon · 4 months ago
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So THAT'S where he is!
FIRST - PREVIOUS - NEXT
MASTERPOST (for the full series / FAQ / reference sheets)
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auriidae · 7 months ago
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Ethubs Adventure
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