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This tweet lives rent-free in my head now. Hands-down the best comment about the relationship between art and artist.
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Failsafe puts on stilettos and does a tap dance on my heart for a lotta reasons, but these are the ones i feel like ranting on today~
i can’t get enough of this moment. when adora finally sees it and takes the first opportunity she gets to say it right to this bitch’s face--
it seems like the whole episode are these shared, full-realizations of the other’s trauma and that, while their experience of it differs and so it produced distinct effects for each of them, it’s still very real and has taken its toll on them both--
and is still taking its toll.
and it’s a savage slaughter on my emotions when catra calls out sw ^^ for her typical tricky bull shit and she audibly says “why are you surprised by this?!” & immediately her voice gets lost in the others' and their indignant words in defense of adora, but catra goes on to say something like:
“she doesn’t care about adora! adora can’t even care about herself!”
and that’s it. the moment you know: catra’s gotten to the bottom of it. she’s figured it out and she's prob so angry at herself for (due in part to her own trauma tho) not seeing it sooner.
all those times she said adora just needed to be the hero, it was quite literal in a way far more unhealthy than catra had ever realized. any problem that arose; if there were lives on the line; adora needed to fix it, no matter the cost. if it had to be someone, it needed to be her. a necessity of which praise was a small perk but for which glory was never the goal. on the contrary, it was even more devastatingly toxic for adora than that.
want is not a sin. there are many clarifications i could make to that, but if you're a decent human being, i shouldn't need to.
and yeah, they both fall prey to the trauma of their careful grooming one more time.
but ultimately, they both embrace love in order to overcome it.
catra decides that if adora can’t let up and simply has to do this, she’s going to do it with her. disregarding the insecurity that adora doesn’t need her, so she’s just following her around; instead, catra stands beside adora with the conviction that she’s there because that’s where she wants to be.
and adora finally allows herself to want love. as adora. just adora.
not only acknowledging that she deserves it,
but even letting herself accept it.
<3
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Quick Canaan house for y'all this week. Bob Ross'd this one in 45 minutes this morning. Oil on fruit snacks box.
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I asked a friend of mine whether he thought I should text my crush and he said "Yes, death is coming." like whoa slow down Dostoyevsky I'm trying to have romantic handflappy girlvibes brunch with you not join the Petrashevsky Circle
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solidarity with osha. i love a good railing
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Alternate suggestion, Nona/Alecto/Varun the eater. All of the resurrection beasts would be played by humans, because one, it would show that the resurrection beasts are on another level of existence, it would innately subvert the idea that they are incapable of thought, and just because out of all the characters Nona is the most human out of all of them. I think it would also just make the “Ice Lolly Bimbo” twist land better if, for all of GTN, we get muppets, and then Harrow mentions the Tomb body and boom, human. It would effectively convey the impact that beholding Alecto had on Harrow, while also hinting that she is something else.
John, as powerful as he is, is just a guy. Mercy could just set him on fire at the end of HTN. It’d be great.
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I have like three things to say about this.
1. CamPal’s matching hoodies send me.
2. This just might be my favorite Griddle. The unsettled expression on her face, her nervous glances at Harrow and Pal, the doodling (especially the hastily crossed out skull, not to mention the boobs), the fact that she probably stole Harrow’s lipstick and lived. Her e y e l a s h e s.
3. Babsn’t. Like actually where is Babs? I like to imagine that he’s stuck in a group with Silas and Judith, slowly dying. That group is passing, by the way.


Idiots in class (both groups are failing)
#the locked tomb#gideon nav#palamedes sextus#sex pal#camilla hect#coronabeth tridentarius#harrowhark nonagesimus#content warning: ianthe tridentarius#i miss them
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Glances at We Suffer and We Suffer with great concern.
Just realized how funny it is that Commander Awake Remembrance of These Valiant Dead Kia Hua Ko Te Pai Snap Back to Reality OOPS THERE GOES GRAVITY died by getting yeeted out of an airlock
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Fantasy setting with magic neatly organised into elemental spheres, except each magic-using culture disagrees with all the others about what the primordial elements are, what their associations and correspondences are, and even how many of them there are. Spells always interact with other spells from the same magic system as though its elemental theory is complete, consistent, and correct, but when spells from two different magic systems come into contact it all goes a bit sideways, often in ways that require flowcharts to explain. Like, you think Ground Type vs. Rock Type is bad? There are five separate, mutually exclusive spheres of magic all called "Fire". The Sylvan Confederacy's "Water" magic explodes on contact with the Empire of the Five Pillars' "Water" magic and nobody knows why.
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North, South, Feast, West.
wait, isnt NSFW the letters on the compass
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never related to authors being like "childhood is such a blessed innocent time", catch me with that jane eyre shit like "such dread as children only can feel" and "I then sat with my doll on my knee til the fire got low, glancing round occasionally to make sure nothing worse than myself haunted the shadowy room"
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Love imagining that someday on the Ninth there’s an acceptable skull mask called “flower of the Ninth” and it’s just. Sunglasses.
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when i was a kid i had moments of being so fucking diabolical because i realized at some point the best way to leverage power over my family was to do shit that would make everybody late
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