MimiGnomes

Hiii call me Mimi/Mina :) She/her Minor Enjoyer of mcyt and writing and also analysing Especially plays and literature <3

[indigognomelife]

Hello!

Hi there, I'm Mimi/Mina :)

Pronouns are she/her and I am under 18 :)

I am a vast lover of myct and write fanfic to improve as a writer, so I'm going to gently link my fanfics on this site as well for the sillies :D

My A03: mimithegnome

I may also do some analysis of characters cause ya :D

[indigognomelife]

Okay I'm back talking about tf!Graecie's fear of wolves who saw this coming. BUT this time I actually have proper thoughts and stuff.

As I said last time, imo one of the worst parts of having a phobia of something like dogs/wolves is that people genuinely don't get it. Dogs are beloved animals, pets, they're everywhere. Well meaning people will push you out of your comfort zone "He's friendly I promise!" Ma'am that is the issue here I don't want your dog near me please back up.

And we got an instance of this when tf!Pyro, tf!Graecie and tf!Juniper (peak group btw) fell into the backrooms. Juniper tried convincing her that the wolf was in fact friendly, even when it was one of the ones that had attacked her.

Yeah, they got out fine. But that's not going to cure an intense phobia.

My own fear of dogs comes from an minor incident when I was a toddler where I was chased by a massive dog, and a few experiences of being jumped on by aggressive dogs. I came out fine, yeah, and it was years ago. But my body still tenses when I'm near a dog. I still go out of my way to avoid them. I can't actually control it.

And that's minor. Tf!Graecie experienced an incredibly traumatic incident of watching her favourite lamb be mauled to death in front of her, and she then had to clean it up.

Now she's waking up covered in visible marks from being attacked by wolves in "nightmares". This isn't getting better.

Anyway. My point is, it won't take a single semi positive experience to heal from what your body has programmed itself to feel as a defense mechanism. Even a situation where nothing goes wrong, and everyone's happy. It won't fix it.

And in the same way, it won't just take one conversation to fix twenty years of intensive programming from a cult. That's just not how it works.

So yh. This was just a really long winded way of talking about parallels.

They're making really slow progress, there will be several set backs, but it can absolutely be improved. From personal experience, my phobia is a lot less severe than it used to be. It's there, but I can deal with it without becoming paralysed crying, which is a win. It can be worked upon.

So tf! Graecie may be frustrating people a bit because it's just not clicking, but progress can absolutely be made. It will just take a really long time, and that's quite normal.

In conclusion I'm curious to see if the fear of wolves will also be worked on, and how it will be done. And this extends to conversations about tf!Graecie's mindset, and how others will go about trying to tackle and challenge her beliefs without her shutting down.

(and I also just really like that a character I love has a similar phobia to me it's really specifically representation and it's being portrayed very well imo <3)

[cow-inthe-closet]

friend whos always planning everything: hey guys lets do something this week!! when are you all available?

friend whos always available: i can do whenever

friend whos constantly busy: im sorry i have work and then school and then the labyrinth and then more work :( i can do tuesday at 3:00 am for five minutes tho

friend with the randomly generated sleep schedule: (no response)

friend who went missing in the woods behind their house 12 years ago and hasn't been heard from since: (no response)

friend whos really into genshin impact: does anyone want to play genshin impact

[indigognomelife]

Monopoly actually pisses me off so much. This may be because my sibling loves to rage ragebait me (such a hater smh). But genuinely. I have cried over this game before.

I never win monopoly. I'm not financially responsible enough.

The worst part is, I'm not allowed to just up and leave and be on my bed. I've got to stay until I finally go bankrupt.

There are no winners in monopoly. Just the person that was cruel enough to sit and watch as the rest of us fell into the abyss

Coughs in captalism

[indigognomelife]

When I was a small sceptical child, they had the fire department visit my school. They let us climb in and look around the fire truck (I don't think I actually went in because I've always had a pretty bad fear of heights and as a rather short individual it just wasn't the vibe).

They then brought us back into the classroom and began doing a talk. When they were around three minutes in, they suddenly got a signal for an emergency, packed up, and left.

And let me tell you. I did not buy that.

At first, I thought they were doing a big show of what they had to do when on call. I thought we were in a role play situation. It was only when the truck drove out of the playground that I realised they'd straight up just gone.

So then, my next thought was that they wanted to get out of talking to us. This tiny six year old child was so self aware about how annoying her classmates (and herself) were to talk to that she was ready to believe they'd pulled that move you do on dates where your friend texts you and fakes an emergency so you can leave.

On reflection, they were absolutely on call. They had to go deal with an emergency, so it was cut short. Understandable. It's been a long time since then. Emotionally, I'm more or less recovered from the incident.

It's just a testament to how distrustful I was about everything as a child. Compared to how gullible I can be nowadays it's very funny. There are several other cases on this.

Maybe next time I'll talk about the tooth fairy thing lmao

[the-kirbe-anon-archive-deactiva]

I love dandelions!

*puts a dandelion in your hair*

Reblog to put a dandelion in prev's hair

[i-am-not-a-guardian-deactivated]

if you would be so kind as to reblog this if you feel insecure about your writing skills.

[melilotusclover]

HAPPY DISABILITY PRIDE MONTH!!! 🎉🎉🎉

[keplercryptids]

hey, it's okay if the only thing you did for pride was exist. i'm glad & grateful you are in the world. your survival is a celebration.

[keplercryptids]

hey, it's okay if the only thing you did for pride was exist. i'm glad & grateful you are in the world. your survival is a celebration.

[indigognomelife]

I don't think many people expected the result of hitting 300 blessings to be a positive thing. And yet it is.

My main take away from it was the confirmation that tf!Graecie has mana of Endless Blessings. It's interesting how it implies she's capable of being not kind. Which I guess we knew, because kindness in the face of struggle is always a choice, and tf!Graecie always making this choice is so important to her character.

But I can't imagine her ever being unkind. No one around seems to be able to imagine it. So I just hope that choice isn't taken away (or maybe I hope it is for the angst potential idk)

In other news I've decided that if tf!Legs falls to the call of the crypt or turns evil (or both) if a character goes "Legs, stop, this isn't you" it will be the only time I will ever accept such a cliche. Because I'm very concerned for him he needs to get out of his lab cave sometime soon.

Half of celestial metals is still falling apart and everyone's being rather chill and lowkey about it but I place my trust in the powers at play everything can still go horribly wrong :D

[keplercryptids]

hey, it's okay if the only thing you did for pride was exist. i'm glad & grateful you are in the world. your survival is a celebration.

[tsumugiology]

random question:

what was your first exposure to prev and what made you decide to follow them?

[indigognomelife]

"Oh she's talking about sleep deprivation and issues with being an adolescent again" yeah actually I am, Deborah, what are you going to do about it?

Why is this an acceptable thing? Why are teenagers trapped in the stereotype of being grumpy, lazy, always in bed, and why is it funny? Is it a joke to you, Deborah?

I finished school two weeks ago. For the past few months, everyone has been saying oh, just wait until your exams are over and you can leave, have an extra long holiday, sleep, watch stuff and read books and do all of your hobbies- yeah and it sucks.

You can't force me into a routine for five years then expect me to be able to relax all of a sudden. Really, you can't.

I've woken up before seven am every day. I still haven't turned off my alarms. I don't get up. I just lie there, and dissociate, then I get up to get my phone and lie back down.

I've not gone to bed before midnight yet, because even if I'm not at school, I still have commitments.

The past year has been a struggle. I never sleep, I spent a huge portion of my revision period writing a 50k word fanfic in under three months because I didn't know how else to process my emotions.

I've had either a panic or an anxiety attack almost every single day for the past week, and so many other people around me have as well to the point that we all accept it. Apart from the adults, who are more concerned about some than others. What's that about.

This is just a vent, I guess.

I promise i'm not lazy. I know I've not done any writing, or art, or any of the things that are meant to bring me joy. I don't even have motivation to watch anything, twitch, YouTube, just TV, anything.

But I promise I'm not lazy.

Last Saturday, I got up at 6:49. I was at rehearsal 9-1:15. And along the way, I injured my hip severely. I got home, put on a full face of makeup, moved around so fast until I was in enough pain that I couldn't stand, and then I was back in the car by 2:05. I almost made myself sick from doing my hair because I was in a moving vehicle.

I rehearsed in the heat without air conditioning, faced mild verbal abuse from the adult in charge, and then performed dances in heels, limping up and down the stairs. The pain faded just in time, thankfully. But it was hard to stand for a bit. I didn't get back home until 9:30 pm.

Please don't call me lazy. I promise I'm not. And even if I was, can you blame me?

Tonight, I spoke to my conductor, and reminded her I couldn't do the final concert of the year. It's because I have two shows this weekend, and the next, plus dress throughout the week. The concert is the day after I finish it all. But also, I won't be done because I'll have two more shows two weekends later.

She asked if I was actually busy on the day. I said no. I was told to keep it as a maybe. Just in case.

Please stop. I'm so tired. I'd give so much to just be a spoiled obnoxious teenager going out with my friends and being a general nuisance, like everyone says we are. Kids these days, huh.

I had my first free day yesterday since being done with school, where I didn't leave the house.

I started looking for jobs.

This is the problem. I don't feel capable of doing anything fun unless there is something else I should be doing instead.

Instead of procrastinating on school work, I've just given up anything that brings me joy, and instead I just scroll, eat snacks, and go to rehearsals in stage of the show where it's acceptable to face verbal abuse and you just roll your eyes, flinch, or cry into your friend's shoulder when everyone else leaves.

And I know I'll be fine. Because I've made it this far, and if anything, I'm committed to seeing it through.

At this point, a lack of sleep makes me feel the most alive.

I'll probably cry a lot this week. And I probably won't leave my room, even though I love my family, and I want to be with them, but I physically can't spend time with people more than I have to.

The main thing is that I'm alive. Which is quite nice. Because being alive is a really amazing thing. I love performing so much. I love the rush of five minutes on stage, with music and glitter and people, when I dance. Or when I do musical theatre, and all the harmonies ring out around me.

Idk. It's late, and I've got to go on a long drive tomorrow. So I'm going to try and sleep. And I'll wake up, and I'll be happy and fine. I'm fine so often. There are just times like these where I'm angry, and by angry I mean weary. So I just wanted to vent.

The true moral of the story is being kind to people. I would do it for you, but I'm too much of an angsty teen to care. Sorry.

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

cannibal chappell roan: you can put a hundred boys in jars

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

vehicular manslaughter chappell roan: you can hit a hundred boys with cars

[finalgirlabigailhobbs]

medieval torturer chappell roan: you can coat a hundred boys in tar

[b1rd-watch]

NASA chappell roan: you can fly a hundred boys to mars

[writingdose]

writers, instead of asking ai for help, you can always use your childhood trauma and repressed issues to help you with that fic

[indigognomelife]

One of my favourite character tropes is the reluctant yet responsible chosen one.

They don't want to do it. Not because it's tearing them away from everything they've ever known, or because they don't believe they can do it or anything. They know they're perfectly capable.

They're just sleepy.

They'll still do it. They'll be the chosen one. But in a very low key, 'yeah I'll use my rare power to stop the conflict but you have to promise to leave me to live my life after unless you absolutely have no where else to turn' kind of way.

Just a bit over the whole thing but with enough morality to take one for the team and sort it all out.

I genuinely adore this type of character so much it's amazing.