#my brain is. rotting.

[gh0st-4ss]

doodles

[south-sea]

second chance shadow (desperately trying to present himself as strong and immovable and invulnerable) seeing his best friend give shadow android (deeply traumatized yellow-striped model who so far stubbornly pretends not to have the capacity for genuine emotion) a hug, and immediately having to remove himself from the scene before he just breaks down crying because Why Not Him Too.

how painful it is to see someone give a robot version of himself that tenderness but not him. how painful it is to have successfully created an air of distance and strength about him that no one thinks sympathy is necessary, or is unwanted

this probably won't happen anymore because it's looking more likely he'll figure out he's allowed to be vulnerable before something like this strikes a huge nerve and he hits a tipping point, but my brain is diseased and refuses to let go of this what-if

second chance shadow is just a lil guy struggling to come to terms with the fact he's just a lil guy. who is barely two years old, with the soul of a 12 y/o, and who is also deeply traumatized, but is holding himself to this impossibly high standard for the sake of not being seen as a child by the scientists he's given himself over to

because if THEY see he's vulnerable, they'll think 'this is just a child who cannot possibly be responsible for making his own important decisions like this'. and if they think THAT, he's afraid they'll shut everything down, refuse to participate anymore, and he'll lose all the progress he/they have made toward finding a cure for NIDS

but he IS a child and he DOES need the comfort, no matter how much he wishes that wasn't the case. he gets himself caught between an ideal image and reality, and doesn't realize it until it's starting to actively harm him

so for the longest time he's just needlessly depriving himself of the care he so desperately needs. for the longest time he refuses to acknowledge he himself has the capacity to bond with another person so closely enough that he wants them to hold his hand, or let himself be held, or hugged, or have his head patted, in all the same ways maria used to

(until, eventually, he accepts it, and understands that fact does not inherently invalidate the image of himself he's trying to cultivate. it'll take time and even more time before anyone's allowed to touch his forehead because that's still too personal, but there will come a day when even that's okay. there will come a day where tenderness and contact will have been normalized enough again that it just happens naturally and he never thinks twice about it again.

there will come a day when he realizes he's no longer stubbornly holding onto something solely to keep it as a painful reminder of what he's lost--because it's no longer lost. he's regained it twofold. nothing and no one will ever replace maria, but he can heal, and he can move on. he can learn to love and let himself be loved again.)

[wombrion]

girl with no problems

[badasserywomen]

I ready for my brain to become severly rotted by arcane and caitvi

[nekurothings]

FOCUS!!

[mylittleredgirl]

even if you're not a supernatural fan, if you've been on tumblr long enough you are, like, culturally. like cultural christianity in america except it's the cw's supernatural. you may never have watched an episode or set foot inside the tag but your regular life shuts down on their holidays and all of your world news is delivered through that point of view. something to think about

[sorrelsticks]

Can't wait to replay peak today 🔥🔥🔥

[o-wild-west-wind]

While I’m still a bit bummed that they didn’t go with a more book-aligned POC Fiyero for the Wicked movie, I’ve been thinking (heheh) about how his being white highlights the really interesting foil relationship between him and Glinda (and, in many ways, the audience yourself).

At its core, Wicked is a cautionary tale about propaganda, (literal) scapegoating, and what it means to uphold the status quo. The audience is watching through Glinda’s eyes—it is through her, arguably the most beautifully tragic character of the show, that we learn how lonely life becomes when you forfeit your values in favor of systemic power and likability (“No One Mourns the Wicked” is, in many ways, about HER).

Now, this is where Fiyero’s whiteness can get interesting—if you consider him and Glinda to share roughly equal footing at the beginning in terms of privilege/how much they have to lose (applying our real-world lens of race and power here, where whiteness is the apex), his storyline essentially represents what could have happened if Glinda had made the brave (and arguably wise and loving, if you’re picking up what I’m putting down 👀) choice to go with Elphaba and fight the good fight (this is also why I feel like a queer reading of G&E’s relationship is almost implicit to the story, but I digress).

As the POC/marginalized allegory, Elphaba has much less of a real choice in her curtain-pulled-back turning point. But Fiyero and Glinda—both representing privilege—get to choose. So in Act II, we see the consequences of both the choice to stay (Glinda) and to go (Fiyero). In Fiyero’s case, his ultimate rejection of his own power, privilege, and even beauty leads to immense physical loss—including his own body—but that is then compared to the loss of love, community, and identity that we see Glinda left with by the end. And this brings us to the question that the audience is left grappling with: in an unjust system where loss is inevitable (a.k.a. our own world, as the Wizard himself represents), which of these things are YOU more willing to give up?

It’s important that Glinda is an empathetic character because, in reality, most people are going to be Glindas (obvi this is nuanced among us Elphabas of marginalized identities, but I’d still argue that there’s some level of Glinda in us all)—and it’s important to be rattled by the end of the show when you realize that she is the one who has the sad ending. But it’s also so important that Fiyero is empathetic (which I’m SO glad this movie leaned into)—because he’s ultimately who Glinda—and thus we, as the audience—should have been.

And especially given the state of US politics right now…this is just all more relevant than ever.

[zeibee]

[morebird]

[madbalalaika]

Bloodweave Pirate AU 🏴‍☠️

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[crnl-chicken-tots]

As someone who works in the optical industry you'd think I'd draw glasses better. guess not

He's got a point though, who could not stare at Hugh Jackman's jugs?

[wordfather]

doctor diagnosed me with oc sickness in the brain; the ocs will spin around in my brain forever and ever

[overh0l]

the couple ever

[erlie]

Helluva Love Affair

Playlist that kept me inspired.

Head canons regarding the comic under the cut

I imagine Fizz had very little privacy during his time with Mammon. I imagine him sharing a dorm room with several other clowns, because Mammon is cheap. That's why he is excited about having his own room.

I think Fizz also is not used to being touched with consent. Fans grabbing him, Mammon's staff touching without asking. Just a lot of unwanted hands on him.

Despite being very famous and looking like Fizz had it all, I think Mammon took majority of his earnings and he had very little to use for himself. And that he was in severe debt to Mammon over the prosthetics.

Because Ozzie refers to Fizz as business partner, I imagine Fizz has much bigger role in Ozzie's company just than an MC. I think he is actually the manager of Ozzie's, handling events, special nights, performers etc. He knows how to put up a party!

The "Valentine's Day Gang Bang Night" outfit was definitely just for Ozzie. Fizz got tired of waiting and wanted to well and truly seduce Ozzie.

[thebluemallet]

Violet: Let me see what you have! Colin: (pulls Penelope out from hiding behind his back) Colin: A WIFE! Eloise: (angrily) NO!