Garfield with intp and nine because he's intp 9w8. And actually it's not the first time when I draw something like this, huh...
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Garfield with intp and nine because he's intp 9w8. And actually it's not the first time when I draw something like this, huh...
To everyone saying Troy wanting to go on the world boat trip to “be a man” is to do with not being like Abed anymore - no, I disagree. Here’s why.
Throughout his life, Troy has been whatever everyone else has wanted him to be. A football player, prom king, the Chosen One of the plumbers. Even with Abed he was participating in Abed’s interests and fantasies. Don’t get me wrong, he I think he genuinely enjoys those more, but it is just following whatever someone else wants for him.
Throughout the show, Troy has slowly learned to pursue his own interests, inspired by Abed’s confidence in himself, despite society alienating him. Abed being himself and being comfortable with that slowly allowed Troy to become himself as well. But, he is still heavily attached, even codependent, on someone else.
Seeing the world gives him a chance to forge his own path (literally?? Guess there aren’t any paths in the water but still ??) and come into his own. When he came back, Troy would have become a separate entity with Abed, rather than just an extension of him.
For the people who’ve seen Steven Universe and Community, it’s like when Ruby went and travelled away from Sapphire for a bit - she loves her, but wanted to find out who she was apart from her in order to reunite - stronger than ever.
A Love Letter to Type 9
To the Non-Confrontational,
Thriving in peace, rather than in chaos, you keep routines. Inwardly and outwardly, to avoid confrontation to the best of your ability, you people-please, and it leaves you feeling disconsolate.
But darling one, conflict is a necessary and beneficial part of life—you just can’t see that yet.
Rarely angry, you push your feelings to the side to pick up others, which is an injustice to yourself.
A master of minimizing your own emotions to make room for the emotions of those around you, sweet love, I see in you that you just want to understand every side to every story. And…that’s an admirable trait, but in doing so, you’ve camouflaged yourself in others’ problems.
An amalgamation of those around you, you have, somehow, lost yourself. This mosaic, then—made up of millions upon millions of crystalline shards—does not serve you, pretty as it may seem to those on the outside.
Even though you’re motivated by being heard, you continuously stifle yourself and your voice, only really speaking up when others come to you for advice—but even then, you feel it best not to rock the boat too far.
Break—the glass—I beg of you. Shatter the remains of others in you, and let me help you find the pieces that make up you again. Let us fragment the empathy you give to others to make sure there’s enough left over for you.
I know how hard it is to know who you are and what you want when you’ve been so caught up in everyone else’s desires and needs, but I believe you have it in you to find your way back home.
Wanter of a simpler life, one filled with happiness and relaxation—one where you can blend in with society and prove not to be an outcast—you don’t have to have billions of pieces. You are, in fact, allowed to be more whole.
Follow the North Star back to me—reverse breadcrumbing who it is you’ve always been along the way. I’ve glue to spare and lots of love for you.
With every bit of tape and warmth from my hearth,
r.h.
P.S. If someone does you wrong, speak up about it. You are not their doormat.
Song: Nine by Sleeping At Last
Song: Be OK by Ingrid Michaelson
Willow Park (Enneagram Analysis)
From The Owl House by Dana Terrace/Disney
Type: 9w8 Subtype: so/sp Tritype: 947 Enneagram Analysis Masterlist
Anger according to Nine
The dark and unflattering side of 9 is that anger informs everything they do, it's just buried so deep down that they have to learn how to be angry like a normal person. At the root of the stillness they seek is that emotion: anger at chaos. The fact that chaos exists is deeply offensive, but since the fight against such an impersonal force is over before it begins, resignation becomes the coping mechanism that keeps anger locked away.
It’s conscious enough that there's an awareness of giving up. It’s not a complete secret to themselves. It’s not easygoingness for the sake of easygoingness, but a dream deferred (or worse, a complete loss of self), and deep inside is a well of anger that has to be acknowledged about that. The more anger is felt at the cosmic scale of things, the less room there is for giving much of a shit about the smaller stuff. But when something is being asked of the 9, and they don't have access to that primordial energy in order to say no like they really want to, the gap between that desire and the perceived ability to say no is felt each time.
Growth becomes impossible unless the anger can be acknowledged for what it is, because only then can reality be forgiven for breaking what is supposed to be universal love into many pieces, forcing chaos and obligation. Recognizing this anger for what it is becomes as upsetting to a 9 as it is important for growth.
Enneagram Moodboards
Type 9: The Peacemaker (The Mediator)
Easy-going, receptive, agreeable, balanced, complacent.
Enneagram Types as Lines of Poetry
Type One, the Reformer: ”For truth was to me
A breath, a wind,
A shadow, a phantom,
And never had I touched
The hem of its garment.” --Stephen Crane, “’Truth’, said a traveler”
nine | sleeping at last