#identity crisising

[ajyetagain]

prince zuko "falls dramatically ill after doing one (1) good deed" of the fire nation

[bitemarx]

smoke lingers

[tmos-time]

tbh erisolsprite is like a weird fucked up fankid to me

[nikoisme]

Personally I imagine that Telemachus has his mom's hair color and eyes,, but he still creepily looks like Odysseus. So, naturally, I have to ask:

Do you think that Penelope sometimes flinced when she saw her son? Because he looks so much like her husband?? Like, he would pass down the hallway and greet his mother, and she would think it's Odysseus - a flicker of hope on her face, only to realize it's her son. And after a while Telemachus doesn't know if that brief drop of her face is disappointment because it's him or because it's not Odysseus.

Do you think Eurycleia sometimes openly cried when she looked at Telemachus?? Because he has the same slightly impish grin just like his father?? Just like the boy she raised so many years ago?? Do you think she unconciously scrubbed more thoroughly around his thigh? Telemachus would wince at the sudden roughness and Eurycleia would realize that he doesn't have that scar that needed more cleaning to make sure debris didn't get stuck in it??

Do you think that Eumaeus would rush out of his hut when he heard Telemachus laugh? Because, as he got older, even his voice started sounding a bit like his father's?? Only to abruptly stop when he realized that it's not his master??

Do you think that even Telemachus would stare at a bronze mirror or at his reflection in a puddle and try to see his father - the one he barely remembers - in his own reflection?? He would imagine himself broader, stronger, with a beard?? His mother told him that he got his hair and eyes from her. So he tries to imagine something else in their place. He doesn't know what he's even looking for or thinking about. Just something, anything to get a bare idea of a man that is his father.

And do you think that as years went on, others started seeing more and more Odysseus in him and less and less Telemachus in him? Even if it wasn't intentional? They treated him like his father. They would offer him the fruit his father loved. They would sometimes expect him to wield the weapons his father could. They would tell him how much he looks like his father. And Telemachus would simply smile in response. But over time it was a slightly pained smile. At first he prided himself for all of that, he wanted to know everything about his father. He wanted to know how much of his son he is. But he finds the fruit sour. His arms slightly tremble when he tries to string a bow (not necessarily The bow™).

Do you think that over time, even he started feeling less and less like himself? Do you think that subconciously he tried acting like his father (based on the stories he's heard)? For the kingdom's sake, for his mother's sake, for his own sake? After all, "son of Odysseus" was his main trait. He was haunted by the ghost of the man he doesn't even know. But he does know him, doesn't he? Everyone tells him just how much he is like his father. But what part of him is like his father?? What part of him is like his father? Everything he does, everything he is, is apparently an echo of his father. But what part is Telemachus? What part of Telemachus is like his father? Is he like his father or is he slowly becoming his father? His voice isn't his own. His skin isn't his own. Hell, the blood in his veins isn't his own. It's the blood of Odysseus. Is that who he is?? A replacement for the king?? A mere stand-in until he comes back?? If he comes back?? Will he always have to act, to be a copy of his father?? Will he ever be himself? But who is he even? Who is Telemachus? Yes, he is the son of Odysseus (as a way of identification). But who is simply Telemachus?

DO YOU THINK?

[0vergrowngraveyard]

so because it’s midnight and my brain decides that the perfect time to come up with things, i’m fixating on tails going completely radio silent during his solo adventures just because the idea of sonic having a conversation with amy about what tails is probably going through would be kinda cool idk

anyway here’s a “little” thing i wrote for that conversation:

“tails is a hero, he’s sonic the hedgehog’s partner and little brother. hes a young genius who’s mechanical skills go unmatched by almost everyone. hes the one who stopped eggman from blowing up station square, who’s helped save the world countless times. that’s tails…but i think miles is still that scared little kid who was left behind on west side island all those years ago.

tails grew up surrounded by friends, but miles was alone and i think in being alone again, he’s trying to figure out who miles is. he could be the same person, or he could be someone completely different…

all i know is that we need to be here to welcome miles home just as much as we welcome tails.”

anyway that’s enough thinking, back to our regularly scheduled bullshit

[p0is0n-is-th3-cur3]

YOU SHOULD HAVE RAISED A BABY GIRL I SHOULD HAVE BEEN A BETTER SON

[queerbeverage]

The thing they don't tell you about discovering you're trans is that once you open up that whole can of worms, when you accept something so fundamental as your gender is not built on a stable foundation and can be changed, it gets you thinking about other stuff.

Who am I, really? What parts of me are fabricated, an armor to get me to survive until where i am now? How much of me is real under that? Will the house of cards that is my personality crumble when i look too hard?

Is there even an I or is there a we? Are we more than one, or just a lot of different-thinking and different-behaving facets of one another? We're a lot different at times, but we mostly work together. We wouldn't be able to cope so well and be so functional if it weren't for all of us working together, chiming in.

How much of my memories is trauma? How can i break free of that if it's all i have ever known?

Is the person i am now even real? Maybe the me from before was more Me. Maybe i just keep coming up with coping mechanisms and behaviors because i learned it that way, and i keep myself from just experiencing myself.

What else is there but change? Are there any constants, really? So much of me has been in flux lately, i don't know what pieces to hold on to and what pieces to discard.

[aprilizzie]

Redrew a webtoon panel for my friend 💞

Webtoon:

"The Dark Lord's Confession" by Topseoung

Original Panel:

I wanted to add the eye highlights even though the og doesn't have any... I just thought my drawing looked bad without it compared to the actual one 😭 so it ended up looking like a cute scene instead (・へ・)

[cb-writes-stuff]

Guess who forgot about Crisis 3?

Moi. C’est moi.

Oh, how to deal with that…

Trying out different pronouns is a thing people do, right? I guess I could do that. As a trial run.

Um. Ok. So. This is nerve wracking. But um. (tss)

If I don’t just say it, I’m gonna be a perfectionist about how I’m saying it and end up never saying it. So I should just say it instead of stalling.

Um.

(yeah so the thing I’m considering trying is she/her okay bye I’m gonna go have dinner now)

[mushroom-creacher]

No idea if anyone's said this yet but whatever

It's entirely possible that Normal is Sparrow's son but Hero is Lark's daughter

Lark said that he hooked up with Rebecca during the engagement and Normal is younger than Hero by 2-4 years (not to mention Normal being an accident)

And I wouldn't put it past Lark to sleep with his brother's fiance to ensure a chosen one be born from the "right brother"

Just a thought

[coraldonkey1102]

okay so recently found out about a thing called cellular memory, apparently organ transplant recipients can have their preferences for like favourite food or body clock switch to that of the donor for a bit

now what if that with the mechanisms. every time they revive they have to get used to carmillas personality or whatever carmilla encoded into their mechanism until it wears off

[catchinggmybreath]

I think I might not be pan. I think I might be a lesbian enby. Whoops.

[ragdollsammy]

fuck it. putting cas in a sensible skirt

[nikoisme]

Going absolutely insane over the concept of name and identity in The Odyssey. The concept of recognition. Like, the reveal of one's identity is present in both The Iliad and The Odyssey, but specifically The Odyssey drives me into despair.

The Phaeacians don't recognize Odysseus. His family doesn't recognize Odysseus (except his dog!! all praise Argos). Odysseus doesn't recognize Ithaca. There's barely any recognition without revealing, and Odysseus takes a while to reveal himself. Chronologically speaking, his first disguise in The Odyssey is Nobody. And when he does reveal his true identity, it causes him and his crew pain and suffering. Maybe that instilled a fear of revealing his true identity. His name invoked the death of his men. And all his other identities (too tired to remember/look for all the names he's gone under), while realistic and authentic sounding, are non-existent. All those people he claimed he was are not real. They are nobody. If he is not Odysseus, he is nobody, and if he is not nobody, he is Odysseus. But Odysseus, his fucking name drives me insane. His name means to hate. Since his childhood that hatred was imprinted on him. Do you think it left an lasting impact?? Some sort of "expectation" that he had to meet?? A curse, a constant shadow following him everywhere he goes?? Something he inherited, that is tied to him even if it's not his?? Hate was tied to him directly through his name that his grandfather gave him. In The Iliad, everyone refers to him as "Son of Laertes (which is obviously the way they identified as back then)", "sacker of cities", "long-enduring" etc etc. But Odysseus refers to himself as "Father of Telemachus". Also this:

He swears by his son's name, by the name of someone, something that is his. Something that is not inherited, that isn't placed upon him. Something that he earned himself. Something that he loves, the opposite of the hate that is his name. It's a part of him, part of his identity. And if he is not the son of Telemachus, then he isn't Odysseus. He is nobody.

But in The Odyssey, he refers to himself as the sacker of cities. When he introduces himself to the Phaeacians, he says that he is the sacker of cities. His invention of the Trojan horse was the bane of Troy. And that trick is a part of him, his cunning and trickery. He destroyed the home of hundreds, thousands of people. And do you think, that after every hardship he faced on his journey back home, he lost his sense of self?? In the war, he had the hope of going back home. He had the hope that he would see his wife and son again. As long as the other kings and soldiers are there, also longing to go back home, then his hope is real. He is real. But after all of his men died, he was alone. No one to share his longing, to share his hope. No one is there to remind him that he is real. So he only has his newer memories, new things that are tied to him. Sacker of cities. Long enduring. Doesn't sound all that happy. It almost sounds like hate. Without the hope of seeing everything that is his because he earned/worked for it himself, he goes back to his name. It might be the only thing grounding him, reminding him that he is real. And when he hears the bard sing of the fall of Troy, the man absolutely weeps. Because he sings about him. He sings about the fall of Troy, and it fell because of him. It fell because he is the sacker of cities. He is the sacker of cities because he is Odysseus. Because he doesn't know who he is. And even Penelope when she listens to the bard wants him to sing about something else. Someone else. Because that is not her Odysseus, her husband, her son's father. It hurts her to think that even though he might be alive, her Odysseus is gone. He is dead either way. And even his son when he sees him first thinks he is a god. That he is not human, that he is not a man. Because gods are immortal, ever lasting. And mortals have only a lifetime to make it worth it, to attach something to themselves and their names. And Telemachus thinks that his father is a god, that his father has no name and no identity of his own.

And when his loved ones recognize him, it's by the things he attached himself to during the war. The things that are a part of his real identity, of his identity. Odysseus tells his son that he is his father. Argos recognizes him as his master. Eurycleia recognizes his scar that he earned when he went hunting. He tells his father about the trees in the orchard. And Penelope finally believes it's him because of the olive tree bed story. The bed that he built himself. That he built his home around. And Penelope doesn't believe it's truly Odysseus, because he is not the man that left Ithaca twenty years ago. But when Odysseus is able to tell her about the bed, she can believe it's Odysseus. Or atleast a part of him is there. It's Odysseus Odysseus, the name and identity that he built. And not Odysseus, the name that simply means hate.

[jaxieshauna]

the best a boy can ever be is pretty

he launches ships on which he sails to safety

&& what i'm feeling isn't lust it's envy

he has the earth , makes love to her to spite me

i am held captive by the ribbon round my neck

each course i chart determined by a wreck

the power in my hips is useless in the dark

what good are red lips when you're faced with

something sharp ?

[p0is0n-is-th3-cur3]

Friends that gender crisis together stay together