*quietly pins Twig art by @scribz-ag24 and @ohboyitsbomk up by my desk*
Now I can alternate between crying because of people being super kind and crying because I keep finding bugs while I do my homework.
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Little mostly positive waterfall ramble/rant under the cut~
(warning, I do swear a lil haha~ and feel free to ignore ofc!~)
Finally got the dumb panic-induced false confidence nerve to tell one of my only two in-person (well, one province over, but USED to be in person till earlier this year) friends about The Kink. I've told a handful of internet friends before, but never an actual real life friend I might have to see in person one day.
He actually took it really well, my other irl friend (of 15 years, his girlfriend, known him only about 3-4) would not want to know, we just don't have that type of relationship, she doesn't have that comfort level, but me and him have always been able to have deep and honest talks~
I was. Honestly scared out of my fucking mind. We were in call, but I typed the messsage and then IMMEDIATELY deafened until he read it, but once I got back we had a good talk, he asked a few questions, we made a few jokes, and overall the mood didn't change at all.
I'm honestly always so worried people will think I'm getting off to them sn--zing every time... or anyone else who does... which, ofc, just isn't how it works, but he didn't even consider that. (and made a few joking-yet-honest comments that even if I did get off to him snzing, he wouldn't honestly care. Which knowing him, is completely true~)
Anyways, this is a bit of a random/personal thing to post, but I've been so deeply ashamed of this part of me for so long, and then only recently started feeling more comfortable, and I've been toying/struggling with the idea of telling him for almost a year now, so to finally do it, and get such a good response... honestly it just feels so good. I don't think anything's gonna change in our dynamic, or get weird in any way, and that fills me with so much relief. (and yes, he knows I have a tumblr, but he promised not to search for it thank GOD)
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I personally don't much care for the high republic jedi costume design. Here's my reasoning (and it might sound a bit mean so don't read if you don't want to see any negativity):
- The overall silhouettes, with the use of cloaks, tabards and asymmetry, have such a basic 21st century style pseudo-medieval fantasy feeling to them. I have nothing against using medieval inspirations if done well, but it is quite used to death so if you can't do it in a fresh way it's better to do something else.
- The decorative motives, once again, look like your run of the mill fantasy bling and don't feel like they have much creativity to them. This is also a personal preference thing but I dislike the delicate and art deco-ish look they have. I feel it's quite easy to use that kind of ornamentation lazily and make the design look unbalanced and cheap. There's also too much of it which, sure, serves the narrative but also just means there's more of the stuff I dislike.
- I personally hate the use of gold in these and the beige/ocre fabric colors that go with it. Well, perhaps the yellowish brown clothes would be okay if not for the other stuff I complained about, but I'd still prefer light brown over golden tones. In Acolyte they manage to make the fabrics straight up mustard yellow. I guess they found my grandma's 1970s fabric stash. (also, the fabric they used for the tabards is too thin so it drapes weird and looks a bit cheap - which to be fair, is very 70s)
The overuse of layers, asymmetry and ornamentation ends up creating a feeling of fragility, imbalance and self importance. You may think now: "That's the point! The jedi were like this in the times of High Republic" and if that is so they have succeeded with communicating that. However, I still think it's ugly. They could've effectively communicated their messge and made them original and nice to look at.
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sometimes i think about the year-long (or longer, i asked people not to talk to me about it) adventure of "you don't really have a dissociative disorder" anons and meanwhile i'm sitting here pouring my absolute heart out regarding d.oma's own troubles with dissociation. no, d.oma and i don't have the same relationship with dissociation - d.oma experiences severe dissociation as a symptom of a disorder that is not catagorised as dissociative in nature (me on the other hand is a different story).
but like, do you really think there's not a hint of self reflection within what i write? no processing of my complicated relationship with dissociation? do u really think that? do you think i write so extensively about his pain and hardships and strained relationships as someone completely separate from intense dissociation? do you think i'm just writing about it without a single shred of "this has actually happened to me"?
d.oma's dissociation will always be an expression of my own - that's the truth.
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