imnotafreakipromise

[imnotafreakipromise]

bro needs to bend down to talk to her

[imnotafreakipromise]

୨ৎ 🪞°• . ୨ 🐇 !

[imnotafreakipromise]

It’s the fact that freedom is the most important thing in the world to Kory and she will fight tooth and fucking nail to stand up for herself and preserve her freedom in a direct and physical sense and yet at the same time she still routinely submits to these grander metaphorical chains like responsibility to her family and to her planet regardless of how much it causes her to suffer. Even to her relationship with Dick to a degree (i.e. conforming to what he wanted her to be/tolerating a lot of bullshit she definitely wouldn’t have accepted from someone else.) Her awful fear of being abandoned and yet acceptance of it nonetheless–during the Kynasf’rr arc she has to face an actual embodiment of her own fear of abandonment and desperation to be loved (who is shaped like Dick ironically) and she resents herself for feeling that way! It’s like she isn’t sure she even deserves to be loved and protected and treated right in the first place and wishes it didn’t hurt her so bad to NOT be! It’s crazyyy cause she is so powerful and independent on the surface she will NOT be made to do anything she doesn’t want to do and she’s all action all the time but when it comes to the people she loves and trusts she is willing to tolerate and accept so much grief and mistreatment and will somehow find a way to JUSTIFY it and shift the blame off of them completely!

[imnotafreakipromise]

so you know the thing that happens in fandoms where there's a sad (usually white) boy and then he become's the fandom's sad wet white (usually) boy and then there are so many fics about him being sad and wet like a lost kitten in a thunderstorm and then other characters and oh no! he is so sad and wet in the thunderstorm!! (metaphorically) oh no.... what horrors.... and then everyone is nice to him? you understand what i mean when i describe this type of hurt comfort? like the fanfiction that you read when you're a middle schooler or possibly a high schooler but definitely teenagerish and learning how the world in general works and its really hard and so you read this very self indulgent type of story? anyways the reason i started writing fanfiction is because i wanted this type of fanfiction but for girls. i never set out to write in character character studies or anything along those lines. my number 1 goal? self indulgence forever

[imnotafreakipromise]

⭐️ TOKYO SPECIAL ⭐️ Chapter 3.1

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Discord

[imnotafreakipromise]

chinese restaurant names are so sick. "new golden emperor restaurant". i'm listening

[imnotafreakipromise]

Queen shit

(The song is One of My Bedbugs Ate My Pussy)

[imnotafreakipromise]

going to someones blog and they have their pronouns listed as "dey/dem" and youre like "oh ok neopronouns i havent heard of before" but then you start scrolling through deir blog and dey exclusively post in an exaggerated mafia goon voice and now you're genuinely unsure if dey use they/them but spelled it funny as part of the bit or if dey use neopronouns which are an extension of the bit

[imnotafreakipromise]

~ 🩰🦇

I liked these too so I’m also posting them 🤓

[imnotafreakipromise]

wait wait wait I think I can fix Lizzie AND the mess that Geoff Johns made of Helena Wayne, guys

consider: Trinity daughter trio of multiversal refugee orphans

[imnotafreakipromise]

No one to cry to , No place to call home.

Another album redraw whos surprised LOL

[imnotafreakipromise]

I was going to make a super long comic for oc lore in my AU between Gaster and the SOUL when this is objectively what it is.

[imnotafreakipromise]

Opinion on when you’re reading a timeskip au fic or a future au and they say their kid is a “bundle of joy”,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

abort that thing

[imnotafreakipromise]

People are sleeping on the Batman Unmimited movie series, it has the best Tim Drake characterization I've seen in animated media.

Look at the design! He's Red Robin, he's got his bo, and his hair!!

I love this bratty, goofy teenager addicted to video games. The content we need, the content we deserve. Seriously y'all, go watch these films.

[imnotafreakipromise]

Pomni wanted to hurt Jax back // A breakdown of the argument between Pomni and Jax

NOW BEFORE YOU SAY ANYTHING PLEASE JUST HEAR ME OUT FOR A SECOND

I've been rewatching the argument between Jax and Pomni, dissecting both of their minds during their most heated moment yet. It's a familiar argument, I've been on both Jax's side and Pomni's side in the past, I relate to the both of them a lot.

So I wanted to share my thoughts, as someone who sees myself in both characters, and I wanted to really pick apart what both of them must be thinking during these moments between each other.

This was obviously a very emotionally charged scene for both Jax and Pomni, but one thing I noticed is that the tone didn't truly shift up until Pomni uttered those words. Beforehand, Jax was just deflecting, mocking, running away from his feelings. He wasn't listening to her, he didn't want to confront the truth.

So Pomni decides that it's time to make him listen, even if it causes him pain. He needs to feel hurt before he can realize what he's been doing to people.

"Is this why you didn't show up to Kaufmo's funeral?"

First metaphorical shot to the chest.

Jax felt angry at first at the sudden unprovoked jab to one of his dead friends, it was pretty unexpected because that's not what they were talking about. It's starting to get real, but quickly recovers, likely because Kaufmo wasn't that important to him to begin with. So who cares?

So, he deflects by saying he doesn't show up to any funeral. Crisis averted, right?

Pomni continues, because she knows hasn't broken into him enough, it needs to hurt more.

"Yeah, I bet you don't. Because you're scared, you're scared you'll actually show a human emotion."

Boom, second shot.

Jax deflects with another snarky remark to get her off his back, because she's beginning to get through to his disguise, and he can't let her have that. "I'm scared I'll be bored to tears!" He says, turning his back to her so he could compose himself once again. And so, Pomni delivers one final blow.

"Have you ever thought that this might be the reason people abstract in the first place?"

Bam, third shot to the chest, and this one struck him straight in the heart.

THAT'S when Jax blows up, that's when he loses his cool. Because now this isn't a game anymore, she's making it real.

She made it personal.

Who does she think she is asking him such questions? Who does she think she is calling him out on the thing he's been avoiding for so long?

Jax percieves this as an attack on him, and it is. Pomni is attacking him, she wants him to feel hurt.

But that's the important part: She wants him to feel.

All this time, Jax has been running from his emotions, running from his feelings of remorse and guilt. Pomni knows it, that's why she goes straight for the throat (literally even!) and strikes him with the one question that can slice his mask to pieces. A question he genuinely does not believe she can be sorry for because it hurt him so damn much.

It's worth noting that Pomni is also hurting here, but she's not blaming herself right now. She knows the problem is Jax, she knows exactly what his issue is, and she knows that running from it is the last thing he needs to do right now. So she forces him to get mad, she hurts him because he needs to feel hurt.

Jax needs to finally come to the realization of just how awfully he has fucked up. And in order to do that, it needs to HURT.

But Jax catches himself, and disscoiates again. He wasn't about to let Pomni yank his humanity out of him just yet.

That's when Pomni steps back, and apologies. She knows she was trying to make him feel the pain he's been repressing for so long, so she chills for a bit, because she thinks she finally got what she wanted.

...Well, kind of.

Then comes the question, "What would you do if I abstracted tomorrow?"

Pomni thinks that Jax has finally felt enough, so she decides to show a little bit of her heart to him. Just a bit, to test the waters, see if her method has actually worked.

"I'd move on. And probably forget about you."

That does it for Pomni. She knows now that nothing she can say will ever get through to him right now, so long as she keeps playing his little game of arguing back and forth, she will never win because somebody has rigged the rules.

As she stares at the gun in her hand, she hears Jax start to backpedal on what he said. She has two choices; shoot herself and make him see that he hurt her, or make him PROVE that he wouldn't care.

"Jeez, you really can't take a joke, can you?"

Jax does not see himself in the wrong.

He doesn't care if he hurt her. That's what he wants.

She needs to play it HER way now.

So Pomni throws the gun at him, in the face, and directly contradicts his statement as her first move.

"You're NOT the funny one!"

Jax doesn't listen.

"Uh, I don't think that counts."

Okay, so she'll MAKE him listen.

That's when Pomni fully crashes out at him, choking him, throwing things at him, biting, punching, kicking and screaming.

She's making her emotions KNOWN. She's giving him a dose of her anger, she's showing him just how deeply he can cut someone so he knows EXACTLY what he's doing to people.

And Jax panics.

This is not how it's supposed to go. She's not supposed to fight back, she's supposed to walk away from him. He's losing control, the feelings are getting real, she's not accepting his facade, she's not playing by her archetype. She's not playing by his rules anymore, she's showing him how she actually feels.

He hurt her so much deeper than he wanted to, and instead of her dealing with it privately outside of where he can see it, she's SHOWING HIM. He cannot be delusional about her feelings anymore, he cannot be delusional about his feelings anymore, because now that reality has hit him in the face it's going to be hard to recover from those wounds.

"STOP!"

Jax has to take a moment to breathe, pant. What just happened?

"What's WRONG with you!?"

He yells at her, because the stage he created, the world he has crafted around them, has just been completely demolished right before his eyes. Nothing makes sense anymore because their interaction is no longer following the script he wrote in his head.

It's real. Everything is real.

"Why didn't you fight back?"

That's the question that completely, utterly destroys Jax.

Because he cannot answer this without admitting that all of his beliefs and rules he's been so convinced of are completely delusional and total bullshit. He cannot answer her honestly, because that would be admitting that he genuinely cares about her, that would be admitting that he's a human being with real feelings and emotions.

He's not an archetype. He's a person.

And so is she.

Nothing that happened here was on his terms, she pulled him into her world instead and showed him the exact perspective he's been fearing for so long. All of his anxieties came true in this moment.

Jax grasps at the last few straws he can to convince Pomni that he is not human, that he doesn't have feelings, but it doesn't work. He can't keep the emotions from leaking between the cracks in his voice, he can't keep his eyes too foggy to see the human being behind his mask, he can't keep the raw vulnerability and anger from shooting out of the strength of his gestures.

The mask is broken. His words don't matter. Pomni knows the truth now.

Jax curses. For the first time in so long, he performs a human action of frustration. No longer a cartoon bunny, but a human being. The person he thought he had lost all those years ago.

Pomni could only stare at him with pity and sorrow, he's not convincing her, or anyone that he actually believes what he's saying.

"There's nothing more to me," he finally says, voice shaking, eyes tired, expression no longer within his control. "So please," he begs her, a last ditch effort to ask her to let him keep playing his mask. "Just stop looking."

Jax walks away, utterly defeated.

...

You shouldn't have asked her to shoot you, Jax. Now you're bleeding out, and nobody is left to patch your wounds but you.

But that's what you wanted, right?

[imnotafreakipromise]

i got that dog in me

[imnotafreakipromise]

Guess which oc x cc of mine is my favorite

,,,,,,

Time to go to bed !!!! Eepy time :3