I feel the weight of my actions collapse on top of me. I feel my ribcage crack and the individual broken ribs digging into soft flesh, tearing tissue, filling my lungs with my own blood.
I feel the pressure of my guilt close around my head. I feel it squeeze slowly and tortuously, going from uncomfortable to agonizing steadily. I feel as my skull fractures and cracks, then breaks into separate pieces, cutting into my brain. I feel my eyes pop out from the pressure, now dangling from the nerve.
I feel the blood build up inside my stomach, overflowing and pushing it's way out of my esophagus with force. I taste the metallic copper of blood accompanied by the bitter, disgusting taste of stomach acid. I try to breathe but inhale my blood into my lungs, coughing violently, consequently making the blood in my lungs build up.
I dig my hand into my chest and wrap my fingers around my beating heart. I squeeze and pull, and with disgusting squelching sounds and blood splattering everywhere, I rip my heart separate from the aortas, and hold it in my hand in front of me. It's sickening.
I'm ugly from inside out, I'm ugly on my face, in my smile, on my hands, in my lungs, in my blood, in my soul, in all I am. I am ugly in every way possible.
I recently finished Never Mind the Bollocks by The_Sinking_Ship. Since that day, it has been living in my head rent-free, and will remain there. Perhaps for a long, long time.
Every time I try to collect my thoughts to articulate every single thing I loved about a fic, I just end up screaming and dying with the feels. So instead of words, here’s some drawn lines (and more screaming).
The foils of Azi's companions as a robot who feels and has empathy versus a group of humans who are cold and calloused and robotic. I'm losing my mind scavengers reign is so good
Do you have any really specific and/or personal Zukka headcanons that you’d be okay with sharing? I eat up every hc you put into your drawings like they’re candy, I was wondering if you had any others :D :D
OH boii i sure have,,, nothing coherent is coming to mind atm so ill just expose my Extensive backstories of zukka bethrotal armbands that idk if i will find a way to sneak into art.
sokka’s armband for zuko is forged back at Piandao’s mansion, and it's one of the most fine stunning pieces of jewelry ever crafted. it’s not the usual southern ivory but metal, more similar to the armbands worn as an accessory in the fire nation. it’s made of intertwining bands of gold and black meteor metal, with patterns of waves and dragon scales that seem to ripple and move when the light catches on them just right. and the pendant is a traditional blue stone from the swt.
There are no particular engagement gifts traditions in the fn, so zuko goes on a deep dive into southern water tribe ones, asking sokka’s family and friends about jewelry making and learning to engrave over the course of several trips to the swt. He makes sokka’s armband with ivory from his own first (successful) solo hunt. i’m not sure abt the material of the pendant lmao maybe gold? but amber would also be cool methinks
as for the pendant engraving they display a unique single braincell moment (untrue i just want them to match). love the fact that both of them are sea savvy navigators, love to think that in their pining era they spent a lot of time watching the stars and showing each other the different constellations and navigation pointers of their nations, so in both of their armbands’ stones are depicted the constellation used to guide sailors back home, sokka engraving the swt’s one on zuko’s armband and vice versa.
if they were sun’s out guns out kinda guys before this only gets worse during the first weeks of their engagement. shirts are banned. everyone look at the bethrotal armbands NOW.
if somebody tries to tell you that you can't do something, 'then you march forward with your middle finger in the air and tell them The Shield said so.'