Honestly Rayla is equally 100% ride or die for Callum too.
That's so true I almost mentioned it in that post. They're so ridiculously feral for each other it's hilarious to watch. Callum's the legitimate "we ride AND die together" whereas Rayla is the "I will ride and die FOR you" sort of deal yknow?
Could be literally any situation, no matter how dangerous, and she's already decided she will die here. Does it ensure Callum lives? Then batter-up buckeroo we're going in swords blazing! Everyone cheer and clap for her human or she'll blow this whole place up. Kinda person who says "even if you hate me I'd still lose everything if it meant you were okay". She thinks they're in a tragic love story where she's always at risk of losing him but that's okay as long as it keeps him safe and happy like y'know Viren parallels, she'd risk losing her very self for him over and over. Except Callum would wait until the end of the world itself, and even beyond, and she wouldn't even have to ask.
The difference between them, really, is that Rayla will die for Callum on any given day. Callum will kill for Rayla on any given day. Something something matching sets
Oh tho. Despite being at a concert at a bar with easy opportunity to have drinks. I looked at the menu as if I was gonna order anything, then thought to myself, "You don't drink anymore, hon" and went "Oh, right" then just got water.
So???? Given how matter of fact that thought was, maybe I really am fully sober from alcohol now. Interesting thought.
💀💀 bruh some anon just tried to send me hate about being a furry and being against proshippers "cause furries are into beastiality and thats worlds worse" my guy literally 99% of furries fucking hate the beastiality losers and being a furry can very much coexist with being anti proshipper, get a better argument that hurts next time
Its so annoying that like. I can have a 2 day flashback and then just forget entirely about it and go "yeah so that trauma literally cant have happened" shut the fuck up. It did. It happened. And it probably happened a lot. If this was just a one time event we wouldnt have at minimum 2 people holding the trauma of it. Unless of course everything else is also really fucked up but either way shit fucking happened to us. We cant just sweep this under the rug. Now is the best time to address it. Lets think about it. Lets consider all avenues. When did it happen? Where did it happen? Is this two+ isolated events? Or was it one repeat event? Or did it only happen once? Was it the church we went to? Was it that group trip we went on? Was it family? We seem to have a mental block on all three of those for a reason. Which one of them did this specific thing to us though? There has to be a reason we have such a bad religious trauma response and no memory of ever holding a religion. What happened there? Why cant you remember a face or voice or a single word said by whoever was in charge? But you can remember the other kids... why? You know you were there for years, right? Years. And you dont remember it. That has to mean something. The parking lot did always confuse you. Maybe theres a reason. Maybe theres a reason. Why are your memories trying so hard to change themselves right now? You see that too right? They're changing. They're hiding something. I wholeheartedly believe it happened there. Why else do you think Bee is so obsessed with morality? Why else does she taunt us like that? What power dynamic is she imitating? Of course something happened there. Of course we had to insist on going to church... of course we insisted it would be good for us... and we did stop wanting to, didnt we. Do you remember what we were told when we asked to stop going? We were told we wanted this. We asked for this. This is what we wanted. So we kept going. We did ask for this after all. When do you think he had the time to do it? I mean, if he had to take you all the way out of the building, when did he have the time? Stop doubting me. Listen to me. Listen. This is real. This happened. We need to get to the bottom of this. Maybe it didnt happen at church, maybe. But something did. And we have to figure something out.
Its okay to let yourself fall out of love with art or a craft if its not bringing you enough joy to be worth sustaining. You're worth more than what you create, and that's not something you have to apologize for. Thats a lot of grief to handle sometimes too, so be gentle with yourself and remember to not let yourself get weighed down by other people's guilt.