ok to the anon thats talkin w me about mental eelness and bro and the "knight of time" line:
id post your entire ask but its Very Long and im struggling to answer all of it in a way that isnt fucking with my head and anxiety so im going to answer with only the character analysis stuff HERE on this post my apologies
for the record i dont even remotely know how to begin tagging this mess down here and i really think itd be better suited for my nsfw blog but yall aint asking about this on that blog which is fair take care of yourselves
JSYK it's stuff about brocal/intrusive thoughts about inc st and c s a SO kids please avert your eyes for my comfort thank YOU
i dont personally have ocd afaik but as someone who Has intrusive thoughts (actual horrifying ones that dirk, gabe and i have to beat back with a stick, not the ones kids think are intrusive thoughts today)
i definitely think that's how bro approaches raising dave; overcompensating for the accusations from his mind and cal[iborn] leading to total icing him out
okay same anon who was asking abt the “i was raising the knight of time” line. you saying “caliborn made [bro] believe that platonic affection is in fact not platonic at all and is instead sexual[the implications when bro is constantly carrying around cal with his arms around his neck btw. insane.]” is fascinating. is this based off the fact that caliborn thinks even hugging or a kiss on the cheek is “filthy?” it makes me think about ocd/bipolar disorder/misc mental illnesses and intrusive thoughts. i have bipolar and im a huge softie for kids but my intrusive thoughts sometimes try to convince me that my affection is somehow sinister.
YES very much
i need to describe to you my thoughts on brocal really quick bc i think that'll help put it in perspective and idk how else to talk about it;
heres the thing
cal is both bro's boyfriend and his fucking family okay
imagine you're a kid and you have this puppet friend that speaks to you using silly words and tells you that you should eat glass maybe :) or cut your fingers off or tear off your own head and hes the only thing thats taking care of you as a person even if hes mean
he tells you that people touching is inappropriate and vulgar and he cant believe theyre doing that in public (but its okay if we hug and cuddle you know?)
but also as you grow up this puppet starts calling you weird shit like stud or hunky or what the hell ever and maybe. youre going to kiss him
this puppet is the only thing you care about because hes the only thing that cares about you youve been with him for years and years and he talks to you and hes all that matters and now youre obsessed with him and you dont know when that happened but you have an obsessive personality anyway
youll do anything for him. (let me kill for you)
hes the only person you love because you dont love roxy this way (consuming, overwhelming, obligating to do what he wants, because he's all you have)
and well shit
if cals telling you that youre a freak for wanting to cuddle on the baby like you did that once (call it the knight it helps keep your distance) then i guess you're a fucking freak because its not even your right to treat it as family anyway; it's bigger than you. it's more than you will ever be and you need to make sure it doesn't fucking die and apparently that involves at least a little bit of affection cal please understand(what a disgusting species)
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tlt update bc i didnt yesterday bc i thought id have more to say today but i dont
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we worked on the sign for the lotus hotel yesterday!!!
heres the concept thingy i think idk why its outlined in hot glue??? i have no idea whats goin on in sets
we cut out the main piece i dont have a pic of it but it looks. like a piece of wood. in. that squigly shape. so use your imagination idk /lh
we drew and started cutting the lotuses!!
heres a drawn one
and the other one fully cut out :3
and a collaborative varigo doodle
and a picture of my friend taking a picture of hugo (this is what happens when we're left to our own devices i swear we got a little bit done)
i cant go to sets like at all next week TwT big sad
i mean i guess maybe i can go on friday if the costume parade finishes quickly enough idk but also then i should probably be in costuming to do important stuff
and its dark tomorrow big sad :( but apparently our tech coach wont kill us if we just sneak in and work on the wings so i might do that tomorrow we're still figurin it out
im def going next monday to work on the wing shoes bc we NEED to finish them and i love my friends so much and i do trust them but not with time management so im skippin rehearsal for it (also that was so scary i had to email a stage manager about the conflict and im terrified of sending emails)
oh also the signs gonna light up so thats cool :333 (not technically in lighting so its not my problem :\ /j i didnt do anything when i WAS in lighting anyway)
oh also i do need to finish my shirt bc it just has a silly lookin sun on it rn
ok have a good day/night/timezone
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Tbh theres now gonna be a rant every time i have an evening shift, until i get used to it. Which will hopefully be soon but to be completely honest i dont know
I dont know if it really is just shit every time or if im just catastrophising. Bc even if at every shift theres a fuck up or something that goes wrong, its still. Normal? It shouldnt be as horrifying as it is to me. And every time i walk out shaking, or sometimes even almost in tears. And even though i still take a while to close so i leave later than i should it still should make me as anxious as it does. But every time i get home almost half an hour after i shouldve gotten home, on the verge of a nervous breakdown. And i dont know if it was just for this week, when i had 3 evening shifts and tomorrow have a fucking morning shift, but for now i only know i am anxious through the roof and more tired than ive been since may. And you know whats the stupidest way i found to cope? Scrooge motherfucking McDuck. Every time i got home this week, tired as fuck and done with everything, i genuinely just think of scrooge mcduck lecturing about how every bit of hard work leads somewhere? And obvs thats the bullshit american dream but that's not even what im talking about. I just want to be at peace😭 and maybe if i do this work now I'll have something to think back on and hold even tighter to the peace of mind I'll have then. So every time i feel like shit, at midnight, hurtling towards an hour of sitting and staring into space(/and or full on breaking down) i think of scrroge mcduck and then im magically better. This is so stupid fr how is THIS how i deal with inconveniences. I am genuinely just catastrophising like i always do and half an hour later i always realize things arent actually so bad and i was literally looking down a black hole of misery even though i really had no reason to do that
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