Raaa I dislike this in multiple ways but I gave up fixing it so I just decided to post. Enjoy the baby angst
Why are his glasses missing? Simple, in this AU he doesn't have them yet (and also they make him look like a grown ass man and hes a child here😭) what about his red forehead dot thing? Uhh. Reasonable lore explanation and I totally did not forget.
Anyways! For context, this is part of the fic version of the Masked AU. I was gonna make a short comic for it, but i got too ambitious, and so the angst taxes took a toll, and now you get only this much. Have little guys hugging because they're all each other have in their small world. They r future spicynoodles in this AU:)
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teehee. this was going to be more jamil/azul focused but then i decided to leave it like this LOL. cater and jamil are two of my favorite characters, so once they both had duos with each other i was WAITING for their two cards to drop in engtwst for ages because i NEEDED that double duo. i use them all the time and it is very fun. and then when azul got his first duo with jamil in the masquerade event i ALSO waited for like a year to pounce on its eng release. and now he has a second duo with jamil! but. it is another azul card. his platinum jacket birthday ssr. jamil has yet to have one of his cards duo with azul. i think he is hiding on purpose. be strong, azul.
also, as of right now, jamil has five(5) cards that get a buddy bonus from azul. azul has two(2) that get a buddy bonus from jamil, which are the two that also duo with him. jamil is only showing up when he Has To. teehee.
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i dont usually write out my personal story interpretations and headcanons of things (i like to draw out the concepts and hope it comes across--most of my words are kept to discord and such) but ive been thinking on my interpretation of hearts blindness and figured its worth sharing here! especially because, from what i understand my view on this is perhaps not in the majority.
ive done a comic relating to this (which ill reblog for further reference) but i personally see hearts blindness as something actively and willfully chosen and caused by heart himself--metaphorically, representing his own avoidance and distorted perception of the reality they live in. a mix of him not wanting to acknowledge it all (consigning himself to apathy) and something like rose tinted lenses... but the lenses are instead a fuzzy, tunneled and dim vision that doesnt provide him the full picture.
a key aspect of my interpretation is that heart actively chose to alter his vision (perception) in this way, AND that it is a permanent shift. its something he learns to work and function with. (this also represents how you cant undo change; you can only learn to live with the new shift in your being). i personally.... really dislike the idea of his blindness being a punishment, and thematically i find him choosing to blind himself far more in line with hearts motivations. hes the sort to do something like that without thinking through the consequences because it helps him cope in the moment.
when it comes to the way in which hearts blindness manifests, i personally hc him having a mix of tunnel vision, light sensitivity (exacerbated and aided by the blindfold), some blind spots (i cant remember the exact name but... spots of vision that are just gone) along with visual snow and floaters. the last two are mostly because i have those and i want to project B:•P
umm but yeah! those are my thoughts on the matter, feel free to add to thoughts if you guys have any!
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Oh, I just died in your arms tonight~
Edit: it’s been about 2 days since I posted this and I did not realize I forgot to include the word “died” in the lyric caption I’m actually going to hurl (kidding but I’m screaming my head off rn)
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I check my socials every 2 seconds as if anyone actually wants to talk 🤯
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hey i think i will definitively shift this blog to being for personal/disability posting, and have created a sideblog @evilmedian for discussing plurality and system issues.
aside from my usual online complaining i'd also like to get back to what i originally wanted with this blog (foster discussion about overlooked plural experiences) so i hope to do stuff on there like post daily discussion prompts. polls. etc.
i also made this sideblog partially because i'm sick of seeing plural tags get bombarded with harrassment and in retaliation i'd like to spam the tags with what i think is the best defense against sanism and prejudice: open and unapologetic discussion of lived plural experiences. if you have any experiences with plurality you want to share, but especially ones that you feel are unorthodox or not discussed often enough, im asking you niceys to please flood my inbox with them at @evilmedian ^_^
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helppp i saw a most tragic character poll where one of the matchups was shadow the hedgehog vs luz theowlhouse and you could just tell that none of the people voting for luz actually know anything about shadow because they were all in the notes saying stuff like Guys please vote for luz she has trauma. and she had to go through all that when she was only a teenager . its so sad shadow has nothing on her. as if all of their arguments dont also apply to shadow
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Il y a les nuits où il se réveille d'un cauchemar, le regard frénétique, les poings serrant les draps, soufflant à perdre haleine. Ces nuits-là elle l'étreint ; elle fait de petites bises sur son crâne ; avec son pouce elle caresse sa nuque couverte de sueur, tendue et tremblante. Quand il revient à lui-même, elle le chevauche, appuyant fort sur son corps avec tout son poids ; elle prend son visage entre ses deux mains ; elle pousse son front contre le sien, en répétant : "T'es à moi, à moi, à moi, à moi," jusqu'à ce qu'elle voie la chaleur dans son regard, jusqu'à ce qu'elle sente la réponse de son corps sous elle.
Elle le nique vigoureusement, ces nuits-là. Elle mord son épaule sans qu'il doive lui en demander. Elle le fait crier son nom à elle, pour l'empêcher de crier ceux de ses proches perdus. En lui coupant le souffler par amour, elle écrase le souvenir de ce qui l’a fait par terreur. Leur sueur s'entremêle, le stabilisant, le liant au présent, à ce lieu, à elle. Quand il se rendort, épuisé, des fourmis dans les membres, son cœur bat fort à cause de leur amour, leur amour et rien d'autre.
Dans la paix qui suit, elle passe les doigts le long des balafres sur le dos de son bien-aimé, écoute son haleine qui s'équilibre, se concentre sur sa propre sueur pendant qu'elle s'évapore dans l'air frais de la nuit.
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