#quite sad

[musubiki]

All I can think in my head is that Clarinette is either the farthest thing from Mochi so that Lime can stop thinking about her OR she has a lot in common with Mochi that the venn diagramm is almost a circle. Like, if you squinted and tilted your head a little, they'd be near identical. Dunno if that's something that brewed in your head or not, I love your characters and art either way!

yeah i definitely think about this a lot when she comes up!!!! because just BEING "the girl lime dated" should imply a LOT about the structure of her character!!

I dont think its the first one, because if she was too far from mochi, then the whole time hed just be thinking "This sucks, i wish it was mochi. mochi wouldnt do that"

but at the same time i dont think shes an overlapping circle on the venn diagram with mochi....shes definitely not rough like coco, and is on the sweeter side, but i think the reason he went out with her didnt have anything to do with how similar/dissimilar she was to mochi, it was that she just happened to ask him out at a time where he was especially down and was willing to try anything to make the situation better

she was (as lime thinks about it in his head, but would probably never say to clarinettes face) "tolerable enough that i would be willing to experiment and see if dating anyone would make me move on," which is a horrible way to say it. simply put, she didnt have anything that upfront annoyed/irritated him/ruled her out, and she happened to catch him at an opportune time, and that was it

even right after (like, moments after) he broke up with her, he didnt think she was bad as a person or annoying, he just thought it was unfair to her. it was AFTER he broke up with her that her stubborn/relentless side came out, and THEN he was like "Yeah nope, im not dating her ever again"

[vix-png]

guess who's almost done with grotethe!!!(i am so sad)

[antaresr]

I don't usually post my fic ideas, but I need to get this out before I cry.

Unrequited love gemshipping and enemies to friends to lovers casteshipping.

After coming back to life, TKB stays with Ryou, they go through the whole "you hurt me" and "I know, I'm sorry" process and become friends, but TKB starts to feel things for his only friend in the world.

Since TKB has never experienced a healthy and serious relationship, he doesn't know what the hell to do, so he does his best to show Ryou that he loves him, but Ryou believes that everything TKB does is because they are friends.

After a while Ryou arrives with TKB and tells him that there is someone he likes, that he is going out with that someone and hopes for the best, TKB, after considering how much he screwed up Ryou's life, bites his tongue and gives his full support because Ryou deserves to be happy.

Of course TKB needs someone to vent to, but there's no one else to go to except Atem, who could understand how after thousands of years he feels something for someone.

He then goes to Atem, who at first doesn't understand why TKB is talking to him, until TKB starts crying, which breaks Atem's heart because he can see how much TKB is suffering from his first broken heart, so he lets him stay in his house/apartment and take care of him.

TKB is very depressed, he questions if this is what he deserves after everything he did, if that is his punishment, he wonders if he doesn't deserve to be loved, he cries almost every day, if he is not crying he is asleep, Atem is not can do nothing but try to get him to eat and clean himself, sometimes if he's lucky he succeeds.

One day Atem enters TKB's room, sits next to him on the bed, neither of them says anything, TKB continues crying and Atem puts his hand on TKB's head, his hair is softer than he expected and he gives him cuddling, TKB falls asleep and Atem too, somehow they end up holding hands.

After a while TKB begins to improve, as well as his friendship with Atem, then he begins to think of Atem as more than a friend, traumatized with his first failed romantic experience, he withdraws into himself again, Atem worries about him again but this time TKB tries to evade him.

Atem at some point gets fed up and confronts TKB, TKB starts apologizing over and over again, Atem tries to console him but it only makes things worse, then TKB apologizes for loving him and Atem stands in shock while hugging TKB.

[spoonietimelordy]

Well my birthday party is cancelled... not anyone's fault, there was an emergency, but yeah...

[sovataz]

jentha and albion i love them dearly

[dontbotherwiththepronunciation]

Oh, insomnia thoughts my loathed loves

Anyway, I was reading something about motherhood in ASOIAF and the text mentioned how if Cat were to decide between saving the life of Jon Snow or one of her kids, she would obviously choose her own kid. I think that's correct and fair, I doubt most mothers wouldn't do the same. But then I started wondering what if the question wasn't between Jon and one of her kids, but between Jon & Theon.

So, simply because I'm curious I wanted to pose a hypothetical situation where for some reason Jon & Theon are both in equal danger of mortal peril and Cat has the option to save one but by doing so the other would 100% die. Who would she choose then? I'm genuinely curious because I started picturing who she would choose between Jon & Robin Arryn or Jon & Beth Cassel and could come to a more or less stable conclusion but this time I'm lost.

Because she doesn't like any of them, but allowing for any of their deaths would probably haunt her.

She hates Jon as the symbol of her shame but she knows her most of her children love him deeply and so does Ned. Allowing for him to die under her care would probably drive them away and some might even think she would have taken joy in the act since it was more or less well-known how much she loathed that boy. Allowing for him to die would also secure her children's place as true Starks, something that has never been disputed by anyone but she seems to resent and fear even before Robb was crowned King in the North

On the other hand, she was never very fond of Theon either and neither were most of her loved ones. The only person in the Stark household who seemed to have had a more-or-less affective relationship with Theon was Robb, and even in that relationship there was distance (partially due to the age difference but even more so because of the power imbalance between them) and even if there is affection there, Robb is also very loving of Jon. Due to Theon being a highborn noble and the heir of his house it seems like a horrible political decision to let him die and one that could give a more than plausible reason for the Greyjoys to rebel once again and probably more motivated by vengeance (at least to her perception) than they have ever been. I also can't help but wonder if she'd sympathise with Alannys. There are no indications of her confinement and madness being known by other westerosi nobles, but I think Cat probably would have known of her two killed sons and might have felt so much for her.

Also, if you want to expand with more than simply voting and telling me your reasoning or whatever you're welcome to do so.

[vettelander]

New bestie trio for next years grid?? …oh wait

[undbtlone]

[aquarri]

ohhh I like Leonardo di Caprio's theory 👀 that he's gay

he’s definitely gay, and harry will be going down the same path if he doesn’t switch something up iykwim

[trashburgersblair]

The final part of Signis released today!

I have thoughts, unfortunately I am still really bad at wording my thoughts.

But wow it was amazing

[angelrtsy95]

At work today I was trying to explain where someone went wrong with their understanding of an assignment.

Started to say ‘something went fuck-y’. Tried to rephrase and went to ‘some fuckery happened’. Finally concluded with ‘this looks odd’.

[gabrielmarkanthony]

The shedding of the soul is the last attachment, before it restarts!

[birdmankickedmyass]

jinjo has passed away rest in peace jinjo

[thezangoosler]

wow. so that's what being broken up with feels like. i'm gonna go. cry. now.

[roguestarsailor]

went to the gyno today! big step but it was just a talk and to learn more about birth control. i wanted to go on it but i also think it's very silly since im not sexually active. my doctor asked if i will be anytime soon and i was like naw dude...and the idea of ever feeling any feelings for a man again is still a very sore topic. i thought i was good now but i still feel tings of pain and sadness. like i genuinely believe that i'm meant to be alone and sex isn't something i'll ever worry about because i'll never like or love anyone enough to ever have it. i just know it.. im just going to live life without that knowledge and have to be ok with it.

[luicifellt]

So I got some issues..

Emotional issues. This complicates communication greatly..

To try and explain my thoughts, and thought process to my new partner I decided to write some of it down. To help get him an idea.

Because I'm inept at explaining my feelings and emotions.

Beneath the read more will be a lot ... but I need to have it out somewhere. Maybe someone will read it.

I dont know what I hope to get out of this. But its fairly dramatic so ... someone might like to read it.

These are snippets of thought.

Sadness

Anxiety

Stress

Loneliness?

Self hatred

Self disgust

Can't do anything right

Won't finish what's started.

Anything created will be hated, and NOT good enough. At all times.

Am I toxic?

Do you love me? Yes?

I believe you..

But Why?

Not pretty, not talented, not smart.

Kinda phat.

Emotional but can't express it.

Depressive episodes and mood swings...

Females am I rite?

Why bother ?

Why would you pick this? There's better options.. hopefully.

Seems like a mistake to invest in me. Though I'm so happy you did pick me. Never thought I'd have a relationship.

So good to me... can't give anything back though. Its not enough.

Can't handle myself well. Will lash out..

Seems like a animal adoption form. Don't adopt me. I look soft, looks are deceiving.

No motivation hates Self for that

No inspiration hates Self for that

No dreams or aspirations hates Self for that

No hobbies doesn't do much hates Self for that

Probably the worst conversationalist. Only has about 5 witty bright and fun days where true humor truly shows (a year) hates Self for that.

Selfish! can't stand myself, but still want the nice things.

Egotistical hates Self 90% of the time the other 10% is spend on Self complimenting ???

Hates Self for that. Thanks brain.

Horrible body image. Hasn't realy looked at self more that absolutely necessary in 15 years. When mirror is used:  -10 don't recommend.

Uses self deprecating humor to feel better. Bad trait.

Can't control bad thoughts, let's it spiral like a junji ito story.

See! can be funny..is not enough though, is it.

Friend(s) will tire of this.

Got nothing to add to the group.

Can't (but should) find the energie and motivation to change that short term.

Long term probably not worth it. Tho Time will move anyway.. why have people waste it.

Fear of abandonment, fear of being left alone. Also weirdly craving it, to get it over with.

Convinced feelings can be turned off and broken. Maybe it should.

Who's kidding, sobbing mess in private! But can barely cry in company. Why. Nobody knows.  *ugly cryier

Should honestly, cry more... should cry more honestly. Shouldn't let it vester for months. But I will.

No fysical energy. No creative energy. Stuck In the limbo of adult life.

Gets envious of people that know how to express themselves and have dreams and can make art and spend their time productive. Hates Self for that.

Self hate trumps envy. Keeps me grounded.

Don't know where the balls to hold out like this come from.. weird episodes of righteous ideas on improvement and finding motivation to improve. Can and will not last longer than 5 to 7 business days.

Tried psychologic help. Makes head messier and can't express any thought or feeling without feeling like crying.. main reason to keep it in.

Why does it bother me? Will cry literally everytime, feelings need to be discussed. No one wants that... yes. I decided that, because I don't want that.

Convinced that whatever power the universe holds in its dark matter, it manifests as bad luck.. consistently.. Time and experience have proven this to me.

Maybe just pessimistic.

Definitely just pessimistic.

Good taste in music tho. Bit static perhaps.

Has grand ideas. Doesn't know how to express them. Dissapointing.

Will overthink most things. Takes pride in well thought out plans... overthinking still more a problem, than a benefit.

Loves deeply for a lot of things but can't invest in one thing. Took a long time to convince myself I could love. Inexperienced.

Wish I could do better for you. Wish I could like me more.

Has hope to get better with help. But the spirals... Make me tired.

Has thought about dying. Knows this is a no no. Been through this before at years 12 through to 18. Never again. Not like that.

Weight loss helped.... people around me, to behave normally.

With the exception of a few, people would be degrading, look down on me, find me disgusting.

What I later learned however is that its usually not okay to express these thing out loud, to the persons face... especially when underage.

except when you're fat apparently because people would... constantly, daily, even if they didn't know me. They'd still tell me in passing.. as if hearing it would change anything in that moment.

I have had people do double takes and track back so they could tell me I'm offensive to the eyes.

I wish i made that up to be dramatic.

I feel like I have lived 2 lives.

But the first one seems so far away. It's not just the "getting old" part, nor the nostalgia factor. I suspect I simply blocked out a lot of it. Memories have more gaps than I care to admit.

I grief over this often. Sounds dramatic, again... but its the truth. I feel like a big part of Self got lost in those years and I'll never find it again.

Regrets and heartbreak over small things seem, so big when you have a lot of them.

It hurts.

It hurts to look at all the stuff I possess and gathered over the years.

All the art supplies all the expensive materials. The tools, the airbrush, the paints and canvases. The clay, the silicone, the make up...

They mock me everytime I catch them gathering dust in the closet, or drawer. They take up endless amounts of space... but I can't get rid of it.. because, what if.. as if.

Not having these things hurts more...

I can write pretty decently. To bad everything written feels like a edgy YA novel. Dropped.

Reading used ro be a comfort.. now a pressure at the back of my head reminding me of how it USED to be. Reading now no longer an adventure, or practical pass time.

Feels like wasting time. ( and money)

Sometimes it feels like one more dissapointment away from running on empty.

No thoughts, head empty.

Sounds appealing. Where do you sign up.

Imagine being simultaneously most loved and taken care off by a partner, for the first time in your life... but also the most lost.

Feels like a disappointment.. one of many. How much more do I have, before it's to much for me, or the people around me.

Maybe i SHOULD write angsty YA novels.

Maybe not.

Wonder where the irrational thoughts and fits come from. Could it be trauma? Could it be drama? Maybe in another life I was a theatre kid after all.

Goals: be part of it, stop being a spectator.

Pick a personality that you like and stick with it. Be useful.