if the people want a suna smau it’ll come once i finish gameboy or (d)biom
just give me ideas … or what you want lowk i’m open
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if the people want a suna smau it’ll come once i finish gameboy or (d)biom
just give me ideas … or what you want lowk i’m open
If two people dating are a couple than wouldn’t three people dating be a few 🤔
Theresa Fowler philosophy is just like Cheese Ramen philosophy: it has no taste, but someone still fond of it.
Seduce me with your reading skills and playlist And I'll be yours forever...
Friends are often so underrated. Like honestly, I often forget to give them enough credits for the person they make me, the ways they inspire me, the way they shape us as we are and help us navigate into a world that we are all born into. We so often dismiss their worth and value. And to be honest to myself, I hadn't realized how much time we spend with our peers and friends as young adults before the pandemic. It is true what they say, we ignore what we have untill we lose it.
I've had half-assed friends all my life, people who I just talk to everyday about mundane things, people I just greet regularly or do things together occasionally. But then there are 'Friends' who stay by you through stuff we go through we forget their presence, who tell you things that you need to hear rather than the things you want to hear, who reachout to you despite all the distance and hurdles, who genuinely want the best for you, who smile unknowingly when they know you are happy, who defend you without you ever knowing you, who aggressively shower you with love and care and so many many things.
Highschool was the time I found my friends and where millions others too found them. Highschool friends are a different kind of comfort, where we are so unashamedly ourselves. Because they would've witnessed a very juvenile, embarassing version of us and for most of us that is the best way to stay grounded. We don't have to reintroduce ourselves to them despite us remodeling ourselves every other year to be a better individual. They are the friends that we can wear sweatpants with and lean on eachother, eyes closed. They're either the friends that we can be completely intimate and homely with or comfortable enough to try every ridiculous thing this world has to offer.
But then there are the friends that we make in college, where we already have a developed personality and know ourselves and what we expect from friends. College friends are usually a whole new genre, where everyone are so different and unique but somehow all of us would be co-existing perfectly well. Somewhere between school and college, I think we all learn to place our judgements aside and make friends beyond it all. And that's where the fun comes in, where we see things beyond what we usually would have, and experience life on another level.
Friends from different communities bond over different things and have a different way the relationship works. A couple of friends from work are more realistically functional, whereas friends from an art class are supportive of each others works. So many communities, so many levels of friendships and yet more than half the population of this world feel so alone in it. Not because of the lack of support from them, but rather our expectations from the ideal of friendship.
And honestly as much as I'd like to go on and on about friends the way they leave an imprint on us and us on all of them, beyond our choices of actually doing it, it really is hard to make friends. Sure, there are people who make friends and adapt any place they go, but for so many many people reaching out a hand to present another individual is excruciatingly daunting. If only there was a trick to becoming friends, if only there was a way to becone friends without actually doing anything, if only friendships were destined to happen rather than having to write our own destinies in it.
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How about #10?
Most disliked arc? Why?
“Can Character B heal Character A or is A broken beyond repair?”
I–have so many issues with this arc, I don’t even know where to start. I hate the idea that someone who’s ‘broken’ needs someone else to ‘fix’ them. For one, what the hell does ‘fix’ even mean? So you lived through a trauma and it affects you. You’ll never know how you would have turned out without that trauma. So how can someone else turn you into that mysterious ‘whole’ person?
Also since when is someone else (usually a love interest of the same age no less) responsible for your mental and physical health? Since when is that weight and dependence part of a healthy relationship? It’s not B’s job to ‘fix’ A. They can offer their support of course, but that’s not what is often shown in these type of stories.
Let’s not even talk about the fact that the way you cope with your trauma automatically needs to be fixed. Yes, coping mechanisms can be unhealthy but that’s not a given fact.
I could go on, but let’s just say I really struggle with this arc okay? And the rhetorics. Which is hypocritical, I know, since I use the term ‘broken’ myself sometimes. It’s a well-known metaphor and for the most part it works. But ‘broken always implies there’s some way to ‘fix’ a person, that there’s a need to fix them.
And I personally don’t believe that. I don’t believe that people break. Humans aren’t made of glass. I believe people are like trees. They grow. If you cut one branch off, another will grow. And it might not be in the same place, years later the tree might look different than it would have if you hadn’t cut that particular branch off, you might still be able to trace the place where that other branch used to be–but nobody goes around searching for that cut-off branch and superglues it back on.
And even if they did, the place where the new branches grew won’t suddenly disappear. I think our experiences, good and bad, shape us. And that can bother us, yes, and we can work on us. But we’re not shards on the ground, waiting for someone to come along and put us back together. We’re the best we could be, under the circumstances we grew in–are still growing in.
Wow this shit got philosophical fast. Sorry. I don’t think that’s what you were really asking. But yeah, as you can see I have a lot of feelings regarding this.
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Older Theresa (around 20 y.o.) from my AU Meaning On Earth.
Meaning On Earth - is a Theresa-centered RC9GN AU, where she's a half-breed alien with a special mission of destroying a "chosen one" that probably happens to be Randy. During her life on earth, she faces human conditions and tries to understand the point of living, while making music and forming the band, named "Exhiller".
Just a reminder to myself about the plot 😌