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Watching Nimona a second time and between feeling Emotions I couldn't help but admire, again, the general aesthetic of the city
#i love love love the mixture of like#modern tech with that medieval Europian style architecture#specifically the jettying timber frame buildings#plus the whole knight thing in general of the local police force#because they're cops guys c'mon#words today man
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historical drama/sitcom where two gay best friends (woman and man) get lavender married--and proceed to spend the Fancy European Honeymoon their parents paid for acting as each other's wingman
#and hijinks ensue. obviously.#BONUS POINTS if they're gender nonconforming/questioning/trans coded#back at home they'd get dressed up then switch outfits in the taxi on the way to the gay club#now that they're married/on vacation in a new country they just wear what they want#he already has a glamorous collection of silk dressing gowns but she's the one who drags him out to buy a closet full of evening gowns#he tries to throw his suits out to make closet space and she steals them for her own wardrobe#also i think they should be a fun mixture of supportive and Cattily Judgemental about each other's dating decisions#just for funsies#like when your bestie is making a mess of their love life but you're in no position to lecture them bc youre WORSE#no wait wait wait#FINAL SEASON they both realize they're trans and move abroad permanently--where they each assume the other's legal identity!!!#SERIES FINALE: a joyful double wedding--wherein they lovingly divorce each other#and (under their switched identities) legally marry their longterm partners
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i love that star trek has so many autistic characters that theyve got the whole fucking spectrum in there .on a scale from worf, odo, spock, data, julian, deanna and wesley to picard what type of 'tism do YOU have ?
#edit: all the tags on this post of people picking their own personal tism brand make me very happy actually .i love star trek#its like star signs but Worse#anyway im like .a horrible mixture of data picard and wesley#the ultimate Strange and Unsettling Nerd Child basically#ticketts thoughts#star trek#star trek ds9#tng#star trek tng#star trek the next generation#star trek deep space nine#oh god .do i have to tag all those characters .no fml its 11 pm as i draft this im not doing that
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Every day I’m haunted by the fact the boys happily swim in sewer water
Even if it’s filtered somehow there’s no way it’s not still nasty 😭 Bet they can defeat any of their villains just by accidentally giving them diseases I swear
#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#bless their hearts but they’re nasty#it’s funny because like#each and every one of them has moments#where they’re a typical disgusting teenage boy#and then the next they have STANDARDS#can’t blame Leo for being so determined to go to a spa#even if he nearly licked his own foot that’s prob cleaner than anything else the boys have been up to in years 💀#thank you shelldon for all your hard work cleaning after then 🙏#they’re all gross teenage boys!!!#even Donnie he is NO exception here#bro was DRINKING A BEVERAGE while wading through sewer water he is just as gross as his bros#bro also talks with his mouth full he is no more refined than his equally gross bros fr and I love it#but yeah no way that water isn’t disgusting even filtering it would still leave grime on the walls of the sewer for yearsss#pros of them moving into an abandoned subway system is fixing their sense of smell enough to not be as gross#100% that’s part of why they didn’t mind being so filthy pre shelldon#because I mean they were literally raised in the sewers and they’re teenage boys like that’s a double whammy#THEY ALSO DONT WEAR SHOES#the few times any of them do the shoes are discarded before heading home 💀#I love them tho they are endearing anyhow#April’s immune system must be godlike just being around them fr#honestly no joke Mikey’s probably the cleanest of them all#just by virtue of being a chef#Leo I see as a mixture since he no doubt loves to pamper himself so he’s clean like#a percentage of time before he goes out and ruins his own hard work#Donnie is similar in that he’s just VERY SELECTIVE about what he thinks is too gross#Raph may be more on the stinky end but it’s not his fault he has his stinks and eats things of dubious origin(esp since his bros ate poison)#Donnie and Leo really have the gall to be sick about Raph eating the origami salami but they have no room to talk#all their villains are prob like please stay away from us we have salmonella now
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Sebek & Yuu's teenage child . [insp] .
#when i saw that girl on the link my first thought is *points* if it's actually allowed i would say that's sebek & yuu's child#everything is on point like the fairy like hairstyle; eyes color; darker green hair as if the mixture of black and green hair#twisted wonderland#twst#sebek zigvolt#twst yuu#twst mc#twst baby#fanart#i will just incorporate the braid style hairstyle because i really love it#maybe her name is ai#just simply means love to remind sebek that however the child will turn out despite mixture of bits of fae's and human blood#she will be loved and find herself to be loved#jokes on sebek maybe she would make all the blood business even more complicated because she finds a beastman partner fFSDHShdshdas#yey it's fae x beastman x human blood#and maybe the grandchild will find a merman/mermaid partner#and so the bingo card is filled#xD#imagine she is easily cold bcs of the croc blood#and that's why she just finds beastman's warmth endearing#would be funny if it turns out to be jack's child#i kinda consider sebek and jack quite a best friends#or maybe ruggie's#i like to imagine she is smart enough to see through the sly behaviour & focus on the good heart that shares resources with their poor pack#or maybe other hyena's than ruggie fshs sebek would absolutely not trusting ruggie
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Bitter medicine by the crane wives is about undiagnosed adhd. By the way
#ugly sobbing ober the song#ugh#the crane wives#maybe not adhd specifically#but my overall mixture of troubles and problems#underacheiving eldest sibling#something about feeling like i have to shield everyone from my problems because its not their responsibility to fix them#and any sypmathy or help or even love they give me is wasted and better used somewhere else#yet at the same time trying so so hard to get all that and earn it and failing so hard without even knowing why#this isnt even a vent really i am just dissecting#this is strictly academic
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enough time has passed but something about the way nonblack and even some black people would cling on to louis and be very empathetic and understanding of his struggle as a black queer man, but in the same breath would be very cruel to black women in his narratives like claudia and his sister, and the black girls he pimped out, makes me realize how louis was a character that certain people clung on to to say that they cared about queer black people and our struggles, but because of that they felt they had an excuse to be misogynistic to black women. it's that whole 'louis is my favorite character, he is a black and queer man so even if i say unfair things about the black women in the show, I'm not racist because i like louis'. Keep in mind, Louis himself has a history of repeated violence against black women.
I saw this post on twitter, mostly being consumed by nonblack people and it shocked me the way that people completely reworte grace's character and her relationship with louis to make her seem worse than lestat. nevermind the fact that grace accepted louis and his sexuality and was kind to him, and the only reason she started turning on him was because he became distant and violent after being with lestat.
The need to call an actual black woman racist, when lestat is right there-- who is canonically racist and compared to a slave master is beyond me. but it makes me realize the hostility for black women in shipping spaces, and how a lot of nonblack, and yes, some black people liking louis gives them a certain shield to release that misogynoir because they know at large they won't be held accountable. Loustat is a big ship, the most popular, louis is the most liked character, of course when black women - the most hated people in fandom spaces - go after him it's a free for all.
Keep in mind, this is their mother's service, and both Louis, Claduia and Lestat were incredibly disrespectful. Keep in mind the time, when racism was also a huge issue. So bringing a man who IS racist to a somber BLACK family function like this...yeah... Grace has every right to be mad. Especially after all the chances given.
Op also brings up this scene. Again it's crazy to me how Grace, a Black woman who has also faced this type of racism if not WORSE is suddenly painted as a racist when Lestat himself is standing right there. Yes, back then it was (and still is) racist for white people to call men boys, but assuming that Grace is doing it because of racism, and not the fact that at this point after abandoning his family, Louis lives completely off of Lestat. This again, shows a divide, because why are you as a non-black person calling a Black woman racist and comparing her to a racist lawyer and not his actual racist white bf.
I also saw this response to that very tweet, and we see a person actually happy that louis is violent toward her.
like i mentioned before, louis has a history of violence toward black women. his sister, the girls he pimped and claduia. instead of seeing that as something to be called out about his character, people are extremely happy when he enacts violence toward black women. so yeah, food for thought.
and i also show this pic below. Louis kisses/touches her without her consent. she is afraid of him, he has been violent toward her. he threatens violence against, and he touches/kisses her without her consent to show her that he has the ability to hurt and harm her and no one can stop him if he wants to.
This doesn't stop with Grace.
Like it's clockwork. Louis is violent to Cluadia, and then throughout season 2 in France he is emotionally distant and abusive toward her. her whole existence is to cater to his needs and desires because he wanted her. their relationship started off as a form of exploitation, desire and abuse to please HIM and at the end of the day she suffered for it and he still gets to live, he finds lestat at the end, etc. but black women in his life literally suffer.
Lastly, I wanna say that it's clear louis is in an abusive relationship of some sorts, and I'd be open to talking about that if OP and a lot of other loustat shippers didn't make it seem like Grace is worse to Louis than lestat ever was.
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then we have gems like this <3.
#louis iwtv#louis de pointe du lac#lestat de lioncourt#claudia de pointe du lac#amc iwtv#interview with the vampire#iwtv#it's like i loved louis and loustat but that fandom's treatment toward black women made me not really fuck with either#there is most certainly a mixture of colorism and proximity to whiteness that makes louis the character that is 'okay'#for non black people to cling on to#and black women - who are visible black women - aren't afforded that privielge
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They left treats out for Christmas…
I realised as I was doing the background it looks like he got locked in the basement…and I had to keep going with it at that point. I love how snootlike Nim’s face is - very cute. Have a good Christmas @weevmo!
#I wanted to draw him for a little while#you could grab his face like you do with dogs#gently of course#I’m sorry that it’s a mixture of cookies and carrots…#I was eating carrots before I draw it so maybe I was influenced#I didn’t want to draw more cookies#have a lovely Christmas#I hope it starts to feel more jolly for you#digital art#digital drawing#digital illustration#art#my art#fanart#corduroy stew#nimrod stew
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Sometimes, Critical Role has these really dark and depressing moments, and makes you consider morality and what it means to be truly alive
And other times, the party tries to convince the enemy that they’re actually in a porno, with varying levels of confusion and embarrassment from the enemy, the DM, and probably the audience as well
#I fucking love this show man#the tonal shift between episodes is so bizarre it’s great#critical role#bells hells#critical role campaign 3#it almost feels like c3 is a weird mixture of c1 and c2 tonally#bc c1 was mostly serious with some goofy/chaotic moments#and c2 was mostly chaotic with some serious moments
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Are you going to finish your webcomic I can't find any black webcomics and yours looks promising. If you finish it I will read it. I tried looking and all I see are Asian and white people as per usual.
Hi, I think you’re referring to this post - that story is by @onyichii i. I don’t make comics currently. I just read a lot and illustrate on the side. You’re in luck I’ve been wanting to make a post about black & brown FL in webcomics. I’m always on the hunt for more webcomics with black leads! These stories can be found on Webtoon ( I know there are stories on tapas - I just don’t like their coin/ink system at all so I very rarely visit). Here are some of the tropes — romance, supernatural, mystery, magic, adventure. I’ve linked the webtoons and the creators behind them - please follow them and support them if you can! ( I might add descriptions for these titles later on but I’m tired so here are links and photos for now )
Here you go:
LMLY by edbe
The Blind Prince by cozycroww
Mad Mortem by Beholden8
Dom & Mor ( GL ) by DyeMeLikeASunset @dyemelikeasunset (I love these two so much )
High School Neoma by orror0
Rose & Sol by nemui_Jelly
21st Century Knights by Plastic Bottru
Holy Hell by Marilyn Hightower
Helja and the Lich King by Ya Big Palooka @heljacomic
He’s Harmless, I Swear by Basil the Bear
Dagger to the Heart by oori
Shinning Star ( GL ) by marshiyan
Heart of Gold by notashleynine
P.E.T.S ( GL ) by Gyxks
Cupid 101 by tanaeart
Pippa & Levi by Onyichii ( sadly this story is discontinued but please support the author in their later projects to come )
Wooow such a large list! Can you believe there’s more im missing ( I’m tireeeed and keep remembering other stories) but hope you all enjoy. I will make a part 2 later on.
#I love black women and nb folk#this took forever since I did it from my iPad- I hope y’all appreciate the list#I really want to commission a lot of these artist but - my student loans started back and don’t have monies like that anymore :(#black reader#black fem reader#fem reader#x black reader#I know I’m tagging the fanfic tags but this the best way to get people interested in these stories#this is a mixture of official art and one off illustration from the authors#if anyone has more please let me know!#romance webtoon#webtoon#gl#wlw#gl comic#webcomics#black webcomics#webtoons I’m reading#I’m reading#comics#Indie comics#L#lmly webtoon#the blind prince#mad mortem#dom and more#high school neoma#21st century knights#holy hell#holy hell webtoon
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Do you think gojo makes those freaky ass feral expressions while getting dicked down?
YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSS RAAAAAAAAAHHHH THIS IS SOMETHIGN IM PASSIONATE ABOUT OKAY!!!!!!! YES HE DOES
like, pleasure looks such a specific way on satoru. we can see it in the tojigo fight, the hanami/jogo fight and the sukugo fight. they're the only moments where we truly get to see raw pleasure on him and it's that. eyes popping out and manic grin and laughter bubbling in his torso and body charged, and mannerisms especially crude.
there's something so animalistic about it, his "human" mask slipping from him and showing him in all his monstrous glory, unfiltered and raw and like the freak of nature he truly is
and it's exactly the same thing when it comes to sex. it's all pleasure after all.
#f.ask#however likewise it's only ever when the sex is really good and he is truly engrossed in it and enjoying it fully. the sex HAS to be good.#which is....not something easy to give him. but if u are able to give it to him#then boy u're in for the weirdest (and best) fuck of your life#anon u touched on something about him that i love sooooo much#bc YES. that IS what pleasure looks like on him#and that's how i imagine it to be during sex too#jjk#gojo#gojo satoru#like i DO love satoru who's a subdued mess while getting fucked#but that's bc that's what I'M into#but this is what goes more in line with his character#and what i generally tend to imagine for him is a mixture of both#where there's moments where he's taken by it all and u'll find him toned down into muffled moans and low whimpers#that feel much too small on a being like him#but then. there's a few cracks. the bubbling pleasure gets too much for his body to hold. and it pours out of him with laughter#and a grin that's much too wide and eyes that threaten to swallow u whole.#it's pretty scary if u're not someone who can deal with that haha#but let's be honest. he's only having sex with people who can get that out of him and therefore also weirdos#(tho that's not to say they aren't at least a LITTLE offput by it)#it IS very much creepy after all#gwah! love him so much!!!!!!!!!!!!#the middle right. where he makes a throaty sound and turns to hanami is one of my fave fave moments.#but fuuuuuccck when he gets atop hanami like uuuughghghgfhdgfhgdshf#satoru's fighting style is so very fascinating to me#esp considering what his techniques actually are#and god. he's just so FUN to watch
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I could not get @oobbbear mad scientist au out of my head I love it so much
#fnaf daycare attendant#sundrop#moondrop#mad scientist au#tw body horror#I fuckin love like mad scientist shit#ones hubris leading to their downfall#and also science info dumping#I imagine moon was likely engineered like a neuron#where the spikes are more so like spindles than hard points#with the vines themselves being a mixture of fast growing plant cells and stem like progenitor cells#which tend to automatically grow into nerve cells#but also require signaling factors to lead to their end fate#essentially suns cells give the blueprint#unwittingly#to moons cells which would allow them to adapt and invade suns nervous system#this is defo pretty inaccurate and I’m stretching stuff but like in general that’s what I imagine#also trying to figure out how their goofy fuckin heads would look like in an mri#this is prob just like a bojack horseman type world where some people are animals or humanoid#also don’t mind the inaccuracies in outfit#I’m like a bad artist#tw needles#I have more doodles#but I needed to break them up#my art#fanartception
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endless
#drew this listening to the audiobook#james mcavoy the man that you are…..#I loved who played him in the series too.#in my head dream is a weird mixture of the two of them#also I’ve never read the comics (always meant to - I have the first and like fifth) but dude#didn’t realize how much they condensed#the Corinthian JUST showed up and I was shook#anyhow.#mine#my art#sandman#the sandman#dream#dream the endless
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concept with dullahan! dire crowley OR dullahan! floyd leech, you can imagine either ⁽(◍˃̵͈̑ᴗ˂̵͈̑)⁽
now playing harley poe’s vengeance the demon / close the door / outcrowd
part i. vengeance the demon.
it always starts with you running. it has never once changed; you, desperate and panting, throw yourself across the earth on two lunging legs.
sometimes, you trip. sometimes, you crash into things. but you always keep running and running away from the sound of clomping hooves in pursuit. they echo in the mine ruins that you always find yourself in, sounding like an army of horses instead of the single one giving chase.
one time, you finally manage to reach the end of the mine shaft as you can see these polka dot patterns of light just ahead. you break out into a sprint.
the air is less humid when you burst out of the mines like a bullet passing through a body. you make a wild run for the houses lit by lanterns. pumpkins are on each porch. you end up stumbling into one, acquiring a new shoe, as you throw yourself against the door.
“please! he’ll kill me! he’ll kill me he’ll kill me!”
the only response you get is the window by the door opening just slightly. you almost miss the motion, so focused on pounding your fist against the wood. but through your eyes and the blood and the mud, you manage to spy it. two fingers opening up a crack in the blinds and one single eye peeking at you.
“please … please …” you sniffle, blood and snot a thick mélange running down your lips.
the eye stares at you. it looks like an immovable stone, something that has already made its decision. the light of the glowing pumpkin and lanterns pale in comparison to how bright the eye is.
“i can’t help you, yous folk is marked.”
ii. close the door
the girls and boys at your university hate you. your parents don’t hate you but they don’t like you either. you’re not even sure you like yourself.
the only person (and he’s not even a person) who loves you is your black cat, grim.
grim purrs at you which you take as validation as sweet as boyfriend saying he loves you or as validation as heartwarming as a best friend saying she’s grateful that two of you have become friends because no one gets her like you do. in him, you find validation that you have been missing since you were seven and that boy died at your birthday party.
it wasn’t your fault. your hands were only on the reins because the handler asked you, the birthday girl, if you wanted to hold and guide the horse. you must’ve fucked it up somehow because the horse reeled up, a black stallion of huge proportions looking like something carved into a monolith, before the stallion kicked back his legs and struck a boy in the head.
blood paints over the grass as the first adult came outside with the cake, the beginning of happy birthday on his tongue.
which is why some girls corner you in the bathroom, one wearing a party city horse mask and getting in your face. another kicks the stall, mimicking clop-clop noises with her mouth.
because the town hates you. everyone has always hated you.
it causes you little stress besides tears. what causes you the biggest stress is returning to your dorm, finding your window open yet not finding grim.
you search the streets like mad, shaking tuna treats in your hands.
eventually, you come across paw prints that have found their way into a water storm drain tunnel, those ones cities and towns install to minimize flooding risk. the paw prints are wet and small but you know deep down grim’s in there somewhere.
after some hesitation, you walk in.
it’s dark and humid. and you mean dark as in the only way to tell where walls are is to move your hands outward to check where they lie, you can barely make out shapes in this nebulous black. and you mean humid as your hair is starting to stick to the back of your neck and the place where your inner thighs touch are sweating with a passion.
but you have to find the only person who loves you.
you keep going till your foot catches on something. you don’t trip but you feel around with the sole of your foot, coming to conclusion you are stepping on none other than mine-tracks.
you have to go back. you have to go back! you think with a blinding panic.
but then you hear a meow, soft and faint. gradually, you calm down and call out for grim. please, grim come, you have been traveling too far down this rabbit-hole, both of you need to go home safe and sound.
but he doesn’t come, continuously meowing. a little farther, you can risk going that much for grim.
so you keep going, one of each shoe placed on the sides of the tracks, shaking your bag of tuna treats.
eventually, you come across light. not sparse light like polka dots but bright light that almost blinds you.
they’re celebrating something in a town just a two minute walk away. they are celebrating halloween.
the door on your old life is permanently shut.
iii. outcrowd
grim, you see him. just a bit down the way, he’s weaving through the crowd of people lined up on each side of a giant parade.
you pass by a man breathing fire, another on an elephant, one who is clipping roses from his skin and handing them out to children, another who is — your sight suddenly blurs when two forces hit you with surprising force.
“mama!!” they cry in unison. and two twins with your face but golden eyes gaze up at with love you have never been shown to before by human features.
“i told you two, not to run off during the parade; must i keep you on a leash,” a man with hair split black and white breaks through the crowd.
“oh well now i see why they ran so swiftly,” this mysterious man says as he addresses you. “welcome back, (name); i was worried you weren’t going to make it this year.”
“mama was gonna come this year! dad promised!” the twin on your right says, taking the easy opportunity to slip his hand into yours.
“dad never breaks his promise, uncle crewel! never!” the one on the left clings to your entire arm like a snake.
“i see,” the man tuts, giving you a mischievous wink. “come on then; he also promised to attain this parade,” mumbled under his breath, “if only he stays in the mood to attend this one and not chase his beloved wife around.”
the twins, with a surprising amount of strength, drag you along.
so, against your will, you watch this halloween parade pass by. finally apart of the crowd, loved and cared about by people. not part of that outcrowd that has kept you isolated.
it comes and goes until finally the star of the show arrives, a man cloaked in black, a pumpkin as a head, riding the black stallion from your childhood.
you try to pull away. the twins hold on tight. you watch in betrayal as grim walks up to the horse, only to be scooped lovingly in the arms of the rider, purring away.
that man is going to kill me, you think as he draws closer on that ebony stead of nightmares.
then, finally, he stops his horse in front of you and offers his hand up to you like a man offering up his entire heart, body, and soul. the twin on the right slots your numb hand into the rider’s easily. you are lifted onto the horse, sandwiched between the neck and a warm body, resisting the urge to cry like a baby.
“my wife,” the man behind you breathes amorous on your neck, removing the pumpkin from his face.
a single gold/two gold eyes greet you with such love you almost cry. “how lovely of you to finally join us.”
when he kisses you, you do cry.
#THIS IS WEAK BUT PLS PLS REMEMBER NOTES APP MOMENT HERE#i will never write this#but i like to throw darts at the board anyways#floyd leech x reader#twisted wonderland x reader#dire crowley x reader#i don’t think i like this ending i might want to switch it out for another chase scene#this works so good with crowley tho!!!#the black horse from the carriage & grim as his familiar & the idea of him just being this grand king#pls dullahan crowley save me#oh to write just one crowley x reader i’d be in heaven TAHT IS MY MAN 🙇♀️#crying?? a mixture of terror and bliss from having someone love you#if love is not symbolically interlocked with death WHY WRITE U KNOW
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kyle kirkwood for jupiter magazine | december 2023
#he’s like the perfect mixture of the two hallmark christmas movie love interests#kyle kirkwood#indycar#*#nothing new in the article if you know anything about him#except for some reason i thought he was building a house not renovating one#makes more sense though
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The audacity of existence.
How dare you be concieved. To be blessed with the touch of angels, you golden haired goddess. How dare you force your reflection upon mine. The audacity to mirror me.
YOU.
I hate you. You are my purgatory, and hell resides within your dastardly light. You are the anthesis to my existance, my purpose, my life. Tormet me by image alone.
Do you know how much you have pained me? How much the mere sight of you, has distorted me? Ruined me? Hurt me? Questions your existance has plauged in my mind?
Look at you, my loathsome copy. You are nothing like me.
So then why?
Why does the universe kiss you gently upon a flushed cheek then heckle and spit on mine? Why are you the beloved golden duckling whilst i remain the unwanted black swan?
Why is it me who must rid myself of my body, blood, and mind. Discarding me of myself to end you? I have done nothing short of effort. I have given myself all to destroying you, to riding the world of you. Yet they love you. They do not love me.
We resemble eachother more than anyone else ever will. It is cruel a fate, to be devoted entirely to destroying a twisted reflection of myself. Burdened by both our images, drowning me in hatred made for both us. Yet you remain free, whilsy i remain prisioner.
It feels, as i seek to destroy you, i destroy myself. So i do. Over and over again. Yet you remain unscathed, bright and beautiful. Whilst i remain broken, left to rot in the mud. Helpless. Afraid. Alone.
Thinking.
What must i do? Who must i be to be kissed by the same light that dared to birth you?
Must i purge myself of all things to simply taste a fraction of it? How will i outshine you? Must I transform my body till there is nothing of me left, just to feel your light crushed beneath mine? Must i erase myself completly? Must i become you? Must i be you? Must i place my hands against your neck? My lifeless material crushing your ugly flesh to finally hear the last of your breath. Must i feel everyones glare peirce through my unending spine, wishing nothing but breaking every metal bone instead of me?
Must i take their love and desire and rip it from their broken hearts, forcing them to kneel before me and drag your dead light upon me? Must i become king of all things, living, dead and unalive, before i get a fraction, a mere TASTE of your life?
Is that what the world desires of me?
Is THAT what it takes?
my loathsome copy. Your existance is what destroys me. You are everything without me but i am nothing without you. Yet i am made to end you. To destroy the only thing, the only purpose i have in life.
You all look down upon me. Even my creator, cant seem to look at me without seeing you. Forever i am compared to you. Forever i think of only you. Forever i am destroyed by you. Forever i am devoted to destroying you. Forever i am afriad. Forever i am chained, cursed to this wretched body, reflecting you.
YOU.
I hate you. I loathe you.
....
What a cruel existance to be born, you and I.
I hope when i choke you death, you'll burn me alive.
#metal sonic#sonic the hedgehog#a mixture of venting#its a vent that works i guess#wrote this in a state of what i can only describe as mania#a mix of my own obession mixed with its#i do not know if i love him or if i want to be him or if i want to kill him.#i do not know what love is#i only know what hatred is#but have experinced kindness#i do not want it but i am told i must have it#i want to die and i want to drag them all down with me#i want to live and i want to kill everyone around me#i relate to this character- metal sonic. or atleast whateber iteration i have concoted from him.#i think i am just as obessed with him as it with sonic.#desire is a fickle thing y'know?#metal sonic is full of desires. i am willing to extract all of it. its the only way i can express myself. through fictiomal characters#its like i am nothing without it. much how it is nothing without sonic#who am i even i dont know anymore#i think im going insane#no no... i have been for a long time. im only just started to realize it now.#dont worry about me. this is a vent. not even a character analysis. take it as you will.
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