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iwantogohomenow · 1 year

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who else was sobbing at the end of amphibia because i know i’m not the only one

#amphibia #spranne against the world #shitting myself #screaming #im cryinh #literally sobbing #i’m in shambles #had a mental breakdown #i named him after an old friend #sprig #anne #sasha #marcy #marcy wu #sasha waybright #anne boonchuy #amphibia made me cry #dear god #this was the biggest heartbreak i’ve ever experienced

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youngpettyqueen · 8 months

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I think the reason Charles never refers to Hawkeye by his name is because it’s a nickname, because he’ll call BJ, Margaret, and Klinger by their names without issue, and I could write up an entire post about Charles’ approach to names and nicknames and I might come back and do that tomorrow when it’s not so late

For now I just want to make the point that there’s a scenario in my head where Charles tried one (1) time to call Hawkeye Benjamin in casual conversation and the entire conversation ground to a halt because they both got incredibly uncomfortable about it because it sounded so WRONG and they agreed to never talk about it again

#mash #charles winchester #hawkeye pierce #‘but Queen what about Radar’ I think he just doesn’t know Radar’s actual first name #cause Radar doesn’t really bring it up like ever #and also it’s very funny to me if he thinks Radar is just his actual name #’but he calls Klinger Max’ only after a very profound and sincere moment between them #after which I think he considers Klinger to be his close friend #a level of closeness he does not allow himself to express with Hawkeye and BJ #for whatever reasons (I have thoughts but I’m sleepy and also on my phone)#I think a lot about this. can you tell.#anyways I think only Hawkeye’s family is allowed to call him Benjamin #or Ben #and like one specific aunt is allowed to call him Benny or something #because she’s very old and he can’t say no to her she’s his favourite #wow I’m tired this is going in so many directions #anyways #hope this is coherent

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yardsards · 11 months

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also. amber gris as a character is really important to me as an appalachian.

not just her accent or the specific type of person justin based her off of but like

the feeling of losing someone to addiction/overdose while the government does nothing to help, just criminalizes and stigmatizes and makes things worse. which obviously happens in more places than just around here, but we have one of the highest rates of overdose death in the whole country and that whole set of scenes felt like they were really informed by growing up around that

#eliot posts #taz #taz ethersea #the adventure zone #amber gris #drugs cw #death mention #i've made posts like this and deleted them cuz i never feel like i'm wording it just right but just. god.#i'm lucky enough to have never been addicted or to have a best friend or immediate family member die from it #but i've lost or nearly lost extended family to it #and it's like.#my own accent isn't that thick and neither is my immediate family's or best friends'#but i've known ppl who talked like her.#specifically a man named larry who lived with us when we were real young #for some reason especially the way amber says ''come on'' just always reminds me so strongly of larry's voice. he said that phrase a lot #he was the one who taught me to tie my shoes even after my parents lost patience with me for being 'too old' to not understand #he drank excessively like my dad did but he never got mean with us kids #he came and went a few times over the years. the final time he left was when i was in late elementary #he died of an overdose when i was in high school. i didn't feel much of anything at the time.#it had been so long since i'd seen him but also i was at a point in my life where i'd've been numb to big emotions like that anyway #so my parents got drunk about it and i did nothing. just went to school and shit as usual.#i did not expect those feelings to get dredged up by a goddamned comedy dnd podcast #but they did it well i think #even though i had to pause it to take a breather multiple times. i enjoyed it overall. cathartic i guess?

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brittlebutch · 7 months

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Katja Cleaver doesn't get enough attention for being the most 'poor little meow meow' character i've ever seen in my life. literally off the walls 'she was found in a wet cardboard box on the side of the road' energy

#N posts stuff #her dad is so absent he thinks she's still 16 when she is already fully 18 years old #her dad is so absent that Katja considers it the GREATEST kindness she can give him to NEVER show him how sad that makes her #she didn't tell any of her friends about her birthday because she 'didn't wanna say anything' even though they've been friends for 2 years #her only friend for the first like 16 years of her life was her horse #the first time she thought she made a friend that 'friend' immediately turned around and kidnapped her #she made her first actual group of friends right after that and her dad does not know a single one of their names #she loves her horse so much that she eats dry fucking oats for breakfast because she likes it when they can share #her parents Forgot about her at school often enough for it to be a routine occurrence she had to figure out as a child #katja looked her Absent dad in the eyes and MEANT it when she said 'i think you're great because you stayed' bc her mom DIDNT #babygirl i love you <3 #d20: seven maidens #dimension 20 #edit: i cannot BELIEVE i forgot to mention that even though she has friends she still continued to wear the single half of a friendship #heart necklace that no one else had the second half of bc she didn't feel confident enough to ask if any of her friends would wear it

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midnight-in-town · 7 months

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Predicting Cordelia's last resolve

I wish I could write something more sensible and optimistic, but this chapter almost tore my heart out...

For obvious reasons, Gudrid has a lot of plot armor and so does Karli. It makes no sense, considering last month's chapter, to have Thorfinn losing them right now, so it seems the story is rather heading towards Cordelia finding the strength to protect them, no matter what.

After all, even if Thorfinn & Gudrid were the only ones who ever told her "it was okay not to fight", they are also the ones who welcomed her without fear and who worked things through with Halfdan so that Cordelia would finally know freedom.

Cordelia is a kind soul, someone who dislikes fighting and war, but she loves Thorfinn and his family way more. She definitely won't kill, but she will probably die to protect Gudrid, Karli and his newborn brother with that strength of hers.

TBH as much as I really really absolutely love her character, I unfortunately don't think Thorfinn, Hild & co will make it in time. T_T Not with them currently being chased too. Last hope I kinda have is Ivar and Styrk finally becoming useful and saving them (instead of, y'know, triggering more conflict)...

But unfortunately again, Cordelia dying might also be the only way, narratively speaking, for characters like Einar, Ivar, Hild and Styrk to realize that staying in Vinland will cost them everything they've achieved so far (and that Thorfinn is actually not such a bad leader).

If anything though, as a dim ray of light deep within the storm that war brings, this chapter proved Thorfinn was right.

Even amongst the Lnu themselves, "desiring swords" simply translates as a way to control others: they pretend to be righteous and to act as leaders, because "violence" is the most effective way for them to keep their power over others.

Honestly I'm devastated. ;_; It's not Cordelia's first death flag, Sensei left hints here and there that she would probably sacrifice herself to save the place in which "she finally could live as herself" but, after this chapter, I've next to no hope of seeing her survive. T_T

Please prove me wrong, Yukimura-sensei...!

#vinland saga #cordelia #thorfinn karlsefni #gudrid #einar #karli #vs206 #vs theory #my analysis #no chapter next month that cliffhanger is awful #godddd i want to cry #ohhh no what if Karli becomes so very mad about Cordelia's death #that he gets himself in danger triggering that one parallel moment about 'fighting to save their son' between Thorfinn and Thors #T_T sensei why #i mean i get why #but she is so nice and kind #and also Gudrid is going to have a boy so she won't be able to name him after Cordelia like she hinted she would T_T #also i love how Sensei portrays how good old friends who went through a lot can heavily disagree when things get way too emotional #a while back no one would have even bet on a Thorfinn / Einar falling out #i have confidence that they'll make up but at what cost? Cordelia's death surely waaaaaaahhhhhhhhh T_T

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nerosdayinanime · 3 months

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Lullabye

1k word count, modern au, sabito centric, angst/bittersweet/hurt comfort(? not much comfort), implied suicidal ideation, nightmares disguised as dreams, t4t sabigiyu<3, touch-starved sabito, first and last draft

Chandelier (Will Paquin) / Sweet Tooth (cavetown)

Sabito woke suddenly, furiously blinking and taking in the scene of his blankets where he'd kicked them off in his sleep. He pressed his face further into the bed with a weary sigh, harshly rubbing at his eye struggling to hold back tears. It was still dark, he had saw the clock read 2am- Third night in a row..

The echo of pleasant conversation and warm laughter, companionship simply lost to time and circumstance. He curled up pressing his face and holding onto a pillow, trying to breathe normally.

The other two had been fast-paced and heart wretching- a mad dash through a sea of people he doesnt care about, desperately trying to reach the small smile and lovely presence of a friend long gone to him.. Legs not responding how they're supposed to. Scrabbling at the floor to go a fraction of a moment faster. A faceless nobody had tried to stop him, tried to distract him from the back getting further and further away from him. It shattered his heart every further step apart, he punched them and shoved past in blind dread- but no matter how hard he pushed, through the countless people filling the path between them, the feeling of trying to run underwater, the crushing feeling of failure and regret, he'd never reach them again. It was a hopeless effort. He woke up in the middle of the night, unable to shake the horrible ache the dream left him with the rest of the day.

This one was.. soft.

He was injured, some cut he couldnt feel in his abdomen. He was being treated for it, but free to walk around after someone had wrapped some bandages around him. He found his way to a main area, tall stairs leading up to nowhere he cared, he followed the people going past it to the large cafeteria. He got in line for a simple meal, not knowing what to do besides follow the guy in front of him who had started talking to him- he didnt find his company anything besides neutral until he started messing with his food. He quickly lost his appetite and slammed his violated baked potato into the fucker's face, chosing to wander through the tables for more pleasant company, someone who'd just leave him alone even.

He saw a table, someone he recognized but didnt really know, and the world stopped when he approached. Just a few seats over. Him. Right there. Open seat across, just for him. He sat, deep blue eyes looking up at him in surprise, quickly melting to glee- he smiled brightly as they caught up. They both went by different names now, they had seperated before he really understood what that meant- choosing his own new name, Giyuu. He had introduced his own, his heart soared as it rolled off his tounge as if it was the only one he knew, Sabito. Giyuu had an adorable pet bird, feathers as glossy black as his own hair- it was a wild crow, an old one that loved his affections and easy snacks over the constant fight to find food in the wild. It gently nipped at his fingers before letting him pet its head, Giyuu beamed. The time flew by, walking back to the main area still talking about what all they've been up to, testing the waters with his touchy nature cuddling up against him at every chance. Giyuu only smiled and encouraged it, lifting his arm for Sabito to bury under. Eventually he had to leave for whatever reason, they waved goodbye and he went back to his bed in recovery- no time had passed and he was right back there the next day. Giyuu waiting for him with someone, their friend Ozaki not recognizing him at first. When she did she excitedly invited him to visit sometime before she had to hurry along, leaving him and Giyuu to get food together. Another lost friend, Murata, excitedly waving them down to sit with him, "I've been waiting for you! How's it been, man?" He was so happy, a warm buzz in his heart, the world he saw so bright and colorful. He locked onto Giyuu's small smile as he teased him, "So, are you waiting for me to let you smother me?" Sabito laughed at his light tone and brushed up against his side, an arm curling around his shoulder and assuring thats where he belonged.

He didn't notice when it stopped, the fuzzy transition to the waking world. A slow tune playing in the back of his mind, the only clear lyrics repeating as he woke, "I like you.... Say it back."

He laid there processing his sad reality, an idiot with no friends, no hobbies, nothing to look forward to, having dreams dragging the past to the present. Impossible dream of reviving childhood friendships he lost contact with years ago. The warmth in his heart had gone cold when he woke, now pouring down his face as he choked on the crushing feeling that encased his entire being. The cold of the night buried deep in his bones, clutching onto the little warmth between him and his pillow as if it was his only tether to life. Times like this let the darkest parts of his brain claw their way to the front, Why am I holding on so tightly? What have I really got to live for anymore. Pleasant dreams that give me everything I want but will never ever have when I wake? He sobbed and stared emptily through the blurry view, the pain digging so deep in his chest. He wanted that warmth again, needed it, the dreamy brightness and feeling of sunbeams soaking into his skin, warming him from the inside out. The brief respite from the crushing cold and lonliness only served to highlight it. He ached, everything shaking uncontrollably in this stupid fit-

mmrrrp?

He jumped at the little trill, the recently adopted stray rarely made noise. He propped up a bit and harshly scrubbed at his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie, stopping when he felt a paw gently prod at his hand, he blinked at the deep blue eyes staring into his own. He fought back a new wave of tears at the familiarity, stupid fucking dream. He leaned back to look at his cat, sitting on the nightstand still holding its paw up and looking at him with its big eyes. He halfheartedly sniffled and grunted, "So-orry bud, did I wake you up?"

Nagi smoothly stood and hopped the little gap between the stand and his bed, not breaking eye contact as it slowly waddled across to stand right next to his face. He carefully reached up and held his hand next to its head, the cat quickly bumping against and rubbing against his palm, then leaning down to lick at his wet face. He closed his eyes and gently pet through its thick black fur and mumbled to himself, "You'd be the only one who'd miss me, huh?"

The cat stopped licking his face and looked at him with ears flicked back, "Even if, you'd find someone else who loved you... I'm not that special.."

Nagi fluffed up, thick fur pointing along its back, Sabito blinked at the outline in the dark and startled when the cat yowled right in his face. He closed his eyes and turned his head when it started smacking his face, shocked at the sudden change in personality as it then started rubbing full body against any part of him it could reach, purring like a motor. He teared up again and buried his face in its side, clutching onto the pillow below with one hand and gently holding his cat with the other.

He shook as his cat shared its fluffy warmth with him, purring loud enough to drown out any other thought, tail curled around his neck and licking at his forehead in the middle of the night

#kny sabito #sabito #tomioka giyuu #giyuu #kny murata #kny ozaki #damn she doesnt have a tag? anywys water users best friends. i dont think theres actually anyone else from their final selection thats name #kny modern au #kny fic #kny fanfic #sabigiyuu #loserboy giyuu posting #loverboy sabito posting #finally have something for an old idea where giyuu's turned into a cat & sabito unknowingly takes him in #after finding him all fucked up bc he doesnt know how to be a cat #fuck. au tag. uhh #blue eyed black cat au #sure. isnt blue eyes white dragon a yugio card?? (<cant tell if im hitting a plain ball stuck in a tree or a wasps nest)#anyways slapped this up in 3 hours hope u like

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somethingsomethingcomic · 4 months

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deadnamed at my father's funeral

#parental death tw #family death tw #not sure how else to tag this one #yeah december was a very rough month for me :)))#i actually drew this on the way to my hometown a couple days after i got the news that my dad had passed away #fully anticipating that one of the grueling parts of the process would be the incessant deadnaming and misgendering #bc my dad himself never once used my right name after i came out to him. not once #i asked and we even got in fights about it! bc he just REFUSED to do it #didnt want to think of me as a man at all. i was his only daughter and his baby girl and he didnt wanna accept that id changed #in that way #but i do know bc his wife told me that despite not really accepting the truth about my identity #he was very glad that i seemed happy about it #so i think thats whatll be important to me about it #he didnt get it and didnt really accept it for himself but he was happy that i was happy #anyway it was indeed annoying at the service but more people were chill about it than i expected #and i also had to deal with fewer people than i thought i would #was talking to one of his old band friends who i vaguely remembered and joked that 'i was a girl last time u saw me'#and he said 'youre still a girl' and i just went 'no i am not. the sideburns beg to differ.'#then at the end of the service when people were leaving he came and asked for my New name and when i told him #he was like 'ok ill try to remember that'#i like to think he realized instantly the faux pas he made and was like Yikes. This Is Her/His Dads Funeral. Maybe I Should Be Cool.#anyway. the whole affair was exhausting but i got some nice things out of it too #like hanging out w my brothers #then we got home and me and my wife both had covid bc life wasnt done kicking me in the dick i guess!#im good now i think tho. its fine its fine its fine

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falled-over · 5 months

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#photos of my guitar my dad posted to his blog years back when he bought it #it’s the most beautiful guitar in the world. it feels warm and alive to play #as you can see in the first two pics it used to have a newer pickup installed on the bottom. luckily he found an era appropriate online #it’s from 82 if you were curious #it says squire on the headstock but it was made on the fender line. they bought squire out and swapped in the name soon after this #but he got it a little cheaper than it was worth at the time because people aren’t as autistic as him and don’t know about production lines #basically it wasn’t brand name #basswood body and dark rosewood on the neck 😋✌️#it’s actually a replication of a ‘62 model! which was 20 years old at the time. mines now twice that. isn’t that incredible #i actually saw a modern fender replication of this exact model in an op shop yesterday #for more or less exactly how much this was bought for #dad finished his blog post by saying he thinks this is better made than the original. and despite not knowing the og i’m inclined to agree #people in the comments of his post are saying that this era was supposed to be something special. hehe. they’re right #i’ve played many guitars. i own this one because my dad collects them and he let me try them all out #and i have a lot of friends who play guitar and ive hung out with them to do so #and i’ve never felt one like mine before or since. it’s so obviously beautiful #when i picked it out i hadn’t played much but i knew right away how good it was. i prefer strat bodies because i can hug my torso around #them without getting poked like a tele and the necks are thinner than acoustics (small hands. bad)#unless we’re talking parlour #love a wee parlour. pa has a little one he got for 30 bucks that’s one of my favourites of his #he’s insanely good at finding deals #he fixes them all up #anyway. the body feels #how would you even describe it #heavy. and alive. warm and wet and still full of sap #i feel like it’s breathing #it’s sort of the only thing that motivates me to be better. i could cry just thinking about it. i want to be good enough to play it

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creamiceandsugar · 6 months

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the way i have thought about trafalgar law such an ungodly amount that like. the brain worms have come up with headcanons and i am becoming so delusional im like no it's canon dont you know. like. ofc law doesnt kill people look he's being haunted by the memory of all the people he killed as a child in his anger he literally named his sword after them. and i wont even pause to explain how tf i came to all these conclusions but i promise you they make so much sense to me.

me, delirious: the heart pirates did so much PR to not let it slip that law is a big softie he literally is a doctor look listen to me he reclaimed his parent's legacy and has a sword that doesnt cut and an ability that cant kill and you mean to tell me th-

#i #listen #i need to write my little one piece fanfics again i have so much more shit to say about law #*gnaws on the bars of my cage*#trafalgar law is my favorite character and i'm so normal about him #dont tell me what's going on in the current arc idk and i dont want to know #literally saved all my insane law ramblings from my insta stories that i posted as i was rewatching dressrosa #i was rabid fully feral #i also went through a very old sketchbook and i HAD realized about the birdcage metaphor before i just fully forgot #read the summary of the law novel and became unable to function for a Week #me: he named his crew after rosinante #law novel: yes and also after how much he loves his Friends #me: oh no i'll be insane about this now

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suddenlymicah · 6 days

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has anyone considered henry possessing glamrock freddy or am i being a little silly right now

#although for one of you the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole #so don't keep the devil waiting old friend #henry being glamrock freddy makes sense to me #“my friends are down here” william? william afton? old friend?#and if we consider the henry suicide robot thing canon #maybe just maybe #henry “survived” pizzaria simulator #reinstated fazbears as a corporate entity #hired the indie developer #idk where he would stand on the glitchtrap thing but he was shown to be a little silly in he books? maybe he thought afton was fully gone #and was trying to destroy the last parts of him that remained #he realized vanessa was being recruited by afton and set up the pizzaplex #he built the glamrocks? by contextual evidence it makes sense for michael to have built the glamrocks #given the glamrocks similarities to the funtimes including freddys stomach hatch (remember funtime freddy's stomach hatch?)#so if we're saying that michael built the glamrocks then michael wouldve had to have survived pizzaria simulator #which means somewhere along the line they fucked up #and considering that theres roughly 40 years between the bite of 83 and pizzaria simulator #that would mean that henry is like 70 when he burns down freddy fazbears pizza place?#i doubt any rickety ass 70 year old is going #like btw that was a badass line #but henry would be too old for that shit💀#so if we just take henrys suicide animatronic (named baby but probably meaning a baby version of charlie(the og book trilogy))#so what if he got remnant in him when he killed himself and therefore was stuck alive #so he and michael could have plausibly survived pizzasim because of the remnant they were trying to burn away #bc if remnant survived the fnaf3 fire why wouldnt it survive the pizzasim fire?#so saying that henry killed himself around 2000 leaves him at ~50 forever #he couldve also killed himself around 1996 after opening fnaf 2 closing fnaf 2 and reopening/reclosing fnaf 1 #leaving him ~45 forever #doesnt matter the year it just matters that hes already dead before pizzaria simulator and after fnaf1 and fnaf2 events #not to mention with william dead around 1993 henry wouldve been the one managing circus baby's entertainment and rentals

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maddy-ferguson · 5 days

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fun fact about me: i'm insecure about so many random things that i've never flipped anyone off in my 22 years of life because i think my middle finger looks awkward and ugly by itself

#and like i say: brf slt #i felt like this especially when i would have been likely to do it semi-regularly like in middle school. but like i was thinking about this #the other day and i did it in front of a mirror just to check and it looked as bad as i remember like it's just not for me #i have a story abour middle fingers though or just about what one would call the finger #when i was in what an american would call the 5th grade (i can never do when i was x years old because it's not an accurate representation #of the class i was in since i skipped a grade and the grade is what matters more to me. when i was 9 and my friends were 10 i was saying)#we would always play this game called girls catch guys or guys catch girls where the girls would run after the guys and like tap them on #the shoulder and then they would go to prison and they would line up and another guy could set them free by like touching one of the #prisoners it was a very fun game except it's way more fun to be like the ones getting caught than to be the ones catching and we would #ALWAYS play girls catching guys and it was very unfair we would be like okay in the morning we do guys catching girls in the afternoon #girls catching guys so it's fair like normal system but the guys NEVER wanted to do it (and we would always give in because like we still #wanted to play ig and idk guys. female socialization) they never wanted to be the ones doing the catching it was so unfair because we also #didn't like it as much and we did it all the time?#and i remember this one morning we were fighting about this we had literally all agreed that it was fair this way but they didn't want to #do it and my second best male friend flipped me and my best (female) friend off and (very #important detail) he did it with both of his hands so like two middle fingers and i don't know why because i'm not even sure that that's a #thing but one middle finger meant fuck you and two middle fingers meant go fuck yourself and to us that was very different? and i remember #my friend and i we like knew what it meant but for some reason we were like. he did do the one finger before doing the two does this mean #he...loves us because it literally means he wants to have sex with us #but what's funny is we never talked to him again after that and i don't even know why that was our last straw because i remember i #genuinely liked him before that like i said he was my second best male friend! so like maybe sixth best friend overall that's not bad #and he's not the only guy friend who flipped us off that year like it was so random to stop talking to him after that😭#like he was an actual enemy we really did not like him we talked about him in letters we'd give each other using a nickname etc #and what's even funnier is in our last year of middle schoold FOUR YEARS AFTER THIS a friend of a friend told him he should become friends #with well my friend and he was like hm i don't think so have you seen who she hangs out with? marianne *last name* like why do YOU hate #me😭 it was so funny like wdym it was mutual this whole time. i had literally moved on by then i didn't even care about hating him #anymore like wow...i think he's the only person i hated who actually hated me back

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theodore-lasso · 5 months

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So like certified bad day. My grandma died this morning and now I'm sick???? Bro come on

#bonus points for. the only photos of me w my Grandma are from me under 8 years old #so like. i wasnt close to her at all but death is v triggering for me w how badly my parents fumbled the bag w grief when i was growing up #brief context. mum got mad at me that my v close friend died like a week after her dad died bc she couldn't do two things at once #so everyone rallied around her in her grief and i went to two funerals and like ??? rotted i guess.#dad was in his painkiller era lol #anyway so im probably not gonna go to the funeral bc im just gonna be triggered the whole time #im less grieving her as a person and more grieving the fact that i never really. had grandparents.#like i barely ever saw her #even though i lived in the same city as her #i googled her name earlier and found out she wrote a chapter in a book about domestic abuse #and thats really the most ill ever know about her #i wanna read the chapter but idk #if it turns out that my grandpa was abusive and then my grandma left my mum and aunt with him by themselves to move to bali #im probably not gonna be thrilled #anyway even thats basically just closer to learning stories about people i dont know #wouldnt it have been nice to have. a family

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thedeadthree · 1 year

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— OCS AS ART MOTIFS.

TAGGED BY @chuckhansen, @adelaidedrubman, @minaharkers, @detectivelokis and @nightbloodraelle to take this cutest uquiz for the dears! ty so much! ♡

TAGGING: @risingsh0t, @griffin-wood, @jendoe, @shadowglens, @leviiackrman, @morvaris, @phillipsgraves, @kingsroad, @nokstella, @gwynbleidd, @girlbosselrond, @unholymilf, @feystepped, @aartyom, @queennymeria, @denerims, @bld-hnd, @calenhads, @nuclearstorms, @confidentandgood, @florbelles, @blissfulalchemist, @shellibisshe, @loriane-elmuerto and you!

DAPPLED SUNLIGHT

you see all the beautiful things in life. you're always looking to learn and be better, especially from the world around you. thank you for believing so strongly in goodness. art reference: woodland glade by david poulter

A LONELY PERSON

though you may be quiet, your heart is full of longing. you spend much of your time with your own mind, and that may very well be a beautiful thing. art reference: automat by edward hopper

BURNING HOUSES

your heart flies wild and free. you have the mind of an artist, spilling with ideas and dreams. art reference: burning house by lois dodd

THE MOON

you're a lover, a dreamer. you gaze wistfully at the sky, seeing the infinite gorgeousness of the natural world and wishing it could translate to your real life. art reference: the starry night by vincent van gogh (because, of course, what other moon could i possibly include?)

HANDS

is your love language touch? i suppose it might not be, but i also suppose you might just like being held. you might see the art in human bodies. art reference: loneliness of night by kaye donachie

BLOOD IN RELIGIOUS DEPICTIONS

you think in violence, but not necessarily antagonism or hatred. it is more just in the physicality, the vulnerability of it all. art reference: prometheus bound by peter paul rubens