You are home to so many people and yet you’re not at home with yourself. Everyone needs something from you and you desperately try to prove that you’re enough but you’re never enough, never good enough, never even you despite all of that. Your hands shake but only when you’re never looking at them and your smile is so ever-present you can’t help but wonder if its fake, wonder how much of you is real. You’re a caretaker, but are you even good at that, or are you faking yourself out into believing you’re something that you wish you could, someone that someone else needed you to be when you were small and so full of need and hope and fragility? Who are you underneath the need to be someone’s home? Who are you when you come home to yourself?
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bruised knuckles. bloody noses. eye rolling. empty beer bottles. messy hair. sarcasm. lip biting. unwashed jeans. coffee breath. loud music. broken neon signs. chipped nail polish. leather jackets. always wearing headphones. swearing. sneaking out at 3am. dark lipstick. frown creases. burning cigarettes. plaid shirts. under eye circles. dark colors.
honey tea. flower crowns. giggling. blowing kisses. dancing without worries. white lace. soft textures. fluffy throw pillows. using too many heart emojis. empathy. constant daydreaming. handwritten letters. fairy lights. bullet journals. designated driver. warm hugs. garden picnics. quiet. smile lines. optimism. flowy clothes. pastel colors.
fishing | camping | sewing | singing | dancing | drawing | painting | baking | cooking | making music | gardening | mixology | playing sports | beekeeping | knitting | chess | video games | working out | doing yoga | playing an instrument | collecting things | hiking | parkour | kite flying | making bread | origami | wood carving | trivia | board games | jigsaw puzzles | juggling | swimming | creative writing | journaling | scrapbooking | thrifting | doing makeup | working on cars | cosplaying | wikipedia editing | genealogy | book club | table tennis | calligraphy | meteorology | astronomy | geocaching | photography | reading | litter picking | scrolling through social media | watching movies / shows | witchcraft | pottery | lego building | ghost hunting | graffiti | poker | people watching | bird watching.
THIS OR THAT
hot weather or cold weather | one - piece or two - piece bathing suits | crunchy foods or soft foods | scary movies or light - hearted movies | coffee or tea or neither | tattoos or piercings or neither | early mornings or late nights | fruits or vegetables | tv shows or movies | pie or cake | sunrises or sunsets | gardening or baking | busy cities or calm countrysides | ice cream or frozen yogurt | breakfast or lunch or dinner | pastel colors or dark colors | hugs or kisses or secret hand shakes | romantic love or platonic love | sweet candy or sour candy or chocolate | fresh juice or boxed juice | long sleeves or short sleeves | pancakes or waffles.
if we’re going on the five basic love languages—namely: words of affirmation, receiving gifts, physical touch, quality time, acts of service—i would guess that his is probably primarily physical touch?? from what we’ve seen, it seems like he’s a very touchy-feely person with people he cares about and he’s talked before (multiple times 😩) about being a great cuddler, and he probably appreciates getting that back from his partner as well??
and then quality time is probably also big for him because his time is so precious anyways?? so any time that he can dedicate to spending with someone he loves and cares about, he’d probably want them both to be 100% dialed in and focused on connecting with each other and making the most of that time, rather than letting distractions get in the way.
Oh, by the way, I wrote a thing.
Every nation loves their citizens. They are, in their most basic forms, embodiments of the hopes, fears, and dreams of those people. Here is a day in the life of America, a bright young country, shaped by the citizens he meets every day.
Includes references to the several generations of American flags, westward expansion, and life in the early 1800s.
Friends to Lovers
first comes understanding. there’s something about them that you just *get*, and they get you. you’re soft around each other, extra considerate, allowing this person into the domesticity of your life just because they make the little moments better. because you like to see them happy. they deserve to be happy, after all. you want what’s best for them because they’re your f… you want them to be more than your friend.
you look at them and see someone so completely worth loving, and it kills you not to be able to say that to them - what if you lose what you have? it’s enough, you tell yourself, just to be able to love someone so fully. it’s enough just to be near them. of course, meanwhile, they are thinking all the same things about you, wondering if your small gestures actually mean something, or if they’re reading too much into it. things are so good now, maybe it’s not worth upsetting. you live in the torturous pleasure of their orbit, but one day, the truth comes out, and the relief that comes is the sweetest you have ever tasted.
me, as an artist: not everything has to be symmetrical! embrace asymmetry
me, studying xiao’s character design for fanart: not like that…
Being a Nomad in the Badlands, Vera didn’t have the time to go shopping for pretty clothes, and her knowledge of popular fashions was pretty limited. When she moved to Night City to work as a mercenary, she quickly embraced the Kitsch culture and began dressing herself up in purple and black colors. Purple hair. Purple colored eye contacts. Purple clothes. Purple…everything.
( artbreeder. )
Think of your favorite Toph fight scenes in ATLA. What did you pick? The time she fought against the Earth Rumble Wrestlers during The Blind Bandit? The time she fought against the Dai Li during Lake Laogai? The time she fought against the Dai Li during The Day Of Black Sun Part 2?
Now, what do all of these fight scenes have in common? She fights against fellow earth benders.
So, a recurring gag throughout the show is that the other characters forget that she’s blind because her earth bending helps her so much. However, the fans seem to face the same issue. Toph is blind. She can’t see. She sees through her feet. She sees through earth bending.
Which makes her extremely vulnerable to people who aren’t earth benders or non benders.
Think of all of Toph’s fights with other benders. During The Chase when they faced Azula, she created an earth wall. And later on in the same episode, she only joined Aang and the others to face Azula again near the end.
Then during her little spat with Katara during The Runaway, they were fairly evenly matched. And later on in the same episode, she fought Combustion Man with the others’ help, too.
Then in The Day Of Black Sun Part 1, she didn’t go off on her own like Katara, Sokka, and Aang. She stayed with the army, specifically the other earth benders.
Lastly, in Sozin’s Comet, when she fought the fire benders in the airship, she coats herself in metal armor first. And during the training session against Melon Lord, the Gaang fought with stone statues of the soldiers and flaming rocks, while Toph herself was in the sidelines. None of them attack her directly.
Toph’s strategy when fighting other benders is to simply be on the defense and stay with the group, because she can’t see what the other benders are doing. Sure, she can see their body move, but she can’t sense the actual motion of the elements. So, she becomes a tank. She creates walls or armor to protect herself because she can’t dodge and every hit she takes would be a surprise attack.
That’s why she lost to Aang in The Blind Bandit, that’s why she got burned so easily by Zuko in The Western Air Temple, that’s why she couldn’t save Appa in The Library, and that’s why in most episodes she gets stuck with secondary objectives like freeing Hama’s prisoners in The Puppetmaster.
I’m not refuting the idea that Toph is a badass, though. She just learned to lean very hard into her strengths to make up for her weaknesses. That’s how she held up Wan Shi Tong’s Library, that’s how she invented metal bending, and that’s how she became the greatest earth bender in the world.
The thing about characters like Toph, too, is that a lot of fans put them on a pedestal, so when they actually lose a fight it feels forced to them. But characters are meant to portray people. They’re human. And that’s why a lot of episodes in ATLA try to remind us of Toph’s weaknesses, like how she can’t swim or read or write.
The kid has been gone for less than twenty-four hours, yet Din’s chest already feels so empty, it’s stifling. His breathing won’t settle, tongue chokingly heavy in his mouth. He can’t get an image out of his head: two wide, apprehensive eyes peering at him from the arms of a stranger, then disappearing as the lift door closes. The rushing of blood in his ears is deafening as he relives this moment over and over.
This was his quest fulfilled, wasn’t it? He should be glad that he successfully protected a foundling in his care and returned them to their kind. Maybe it would be different if he hadn’t gotten attached. If he’d convinced himself to remain as loveless as he believed he needed to be: duty comes first. He thinks of pattering feet, setting out two bowls for dinner, and evenings spent in the Crest’s cockpit, telling stories to the sleeping child cradled in the crook of his arm.
A stranger, a jetti, will now hold his face in memory forever. No one in the bridge had dared to move for what felt like eons, which he should’ve been grateful for, giving him enough time to slip his buy’ce back on without comment. Hiding tears that stung for hours.
The beskar’gam that clings to his body doesn’t suffocate him as much as the unshakable guilt beginning to eat away at his nerves. The damning word bounces around in his head, one he’d feared since the early days in the covert. Dar’manda. A warning bearing the weight of a curse. He’ll confront that monster when he’s on steadier feet.
Where does he go from here? What does he have left, after breaking what he’d been told cannot be unbroken? The hum of Fett’s ship does little to sooth him as he schools his posture into something that resembles togetherness. In the back of his mind, he knows that stoic suffering only betrays how hard he’s trying to render himself numb.
Fett and Shand have offered to drop him anywhere he wants if he won’t stay with them, their kindness feeling only slightly undeserved. No place comes to mind faster than his destroyed ship. His bed, the kid’s bed, their home, reduced to ash and ruin on a planet he’ll never return to. Sorgan briefly flashes in his mind before he buries the thought, convinces himself he doesn’t deserve a life he’d only wanted when his kid was still sleeping above him.
A silver ball burns a hole in the pocket of his flight suit and he decides that he feels too much. Too much for a son he was afraid to claim, too much for a woman who knew how to shoot, too much for a handful of people who didn’t hesitate to lend a hand. All that’s left to his name is battered beskar, and the weapon of a mantle he has no desire to take on. He wonders whether he can take it anymore, feeling so much and losing everything.
The emptiness has wormed itself into his ribcage and begun its task of prying it open. He takes the ball out and lightly wobbles it back and forth before letting it sit in his palm. Squeezing it tightly enough to leave an imprint, he comes to another conclusion: he’s not fit to be a clan of one.
I’ll see you again, I promise. Those words weren’t hollow to him in the slightest. From now until the promise is fulfilled, he’ll hold them close.
*/ character study.
my life is a fucked up mess. I have been covered in blood more than I have ever wanted to be. That’s the life you live when Jigsaw loves to play mind games with you.
//don’t take this too seriously, it’s a spur of the moment post//
((Stress cues : the quivering, nervous smile/sneer, tense eyes and his brows look more anxious/sad rather than angry or mocking. His hair seems to have a lot of flyaways that make him seem unkept/nervous and a lot of repetitive words (exp : “bad”) I myself tend to ramble when anxious))
I feel like there’s more to this panel than people talk about because it’s well known he has [juvenile] Huntington’s Chorea ((a movement disorder that is genetic and not curable) which is the degeneration of nerve cells in the brain which affects the person’s functional abilities and can lead to other disorders)) and one known cause Romano has is his involuntary jerking/muscle spasms (which I think needs to be expand upon bc it’s never been brought back up from what I remember)
We know in the past he had a pretty rough time trying to actually clean without knocking stuff over mostly due to those muscle spasms and was called lazy/clumsy for it… a lot.
And from personal experiences and hearing other stories, struggling with something like you’re body/mental health (and not understanding why it’s like that) and having people around not care/take interest in you’re struggles and dismiss what you’re going through will make you want to never talk about it or let people know
So idk if I’m looking too much into it and/or reaching bc his expressions just reminded me of my attacks or bc it’s 2 AM when I’m typing this but in panel 2 I think he jumped to the whole bad guy persona just so he wouldn’t have to deal with being called or be seen as weak/clumsy because people never really cared if there was a reason he had difficulty with certain jobs and always assumed he was lazy and frankly that’s fucking sad and I just want to give him a hug and give him the support he needs 
1 : Please look up (juvenile) Huntington’s chorea for more info, I’m not a doctor nor nurse that specializes in HC, all information I know is from multiple sources found online
2 : Spain did try to help by teaching Romano to dance and to “cure” HC by the advice of another but keep in mind it’s not curable ((basing off on human biology but Romano is a nation so who knows (Spain tried his best with the knowledge people had back then))
3 : Italy tends to take over jobs because he perceives Romano as incapable/lazy although I don’t think he realizes the impact those actions cause
4 : Another scene that leads me to think this is when America assigned him cleaning, rather than explaining he’s gets defensive due to past experiences
Conclusion to all of this rambling is that Romano most likely still suffers from Juvenile Huntington’s Chorea which effects his physical capabilities and most likely causes him to also suffer from other diseases/disorders that HC can cause so when you write him being defensive, aggressive or expressive, keep this in mind along with the other canon traumas he’s suffers from (abandonment, inferiority) and stop making him a complete terrible person who likes being abusive when writing him being antagonistic, Spain and everyone else gives their thanks!
To you, love is something created. It is born and it is nurtured, and it is entirely intentional. What could be more beautiful than that? We possess the enigmatic power to create deep, impossible, meaningful bonds with other people. It is not something we should take for granted. We choose to care for each other. We inconvenience ourselves with the sheer enormity of the love we have for others. In your eyes, it is the deliberate nature of love that makes it so beautiful.
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