The Council

plural blog. They/them

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Finally for around to making a plural blog! Might have art, comics, or just text posts.

Everyone has a color that represents them, which we can respond to, but we prefer using our own names.

Brief introductions below!

Overall, you may call us Void, they/them.

Mir: Purple, he/kit. the host, half cat half boy

Edgar: Red, he/him, co-host

Christina: Green, she/her

Andrew: Orange, she/he

Antonio: dark purple, he/her

Aesop: Grey, he/it

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pro-endo. don’t bring system discourse here, everyone has the right to be happy.

This blog may deal with sensitive topics such as abuse and possibly sexual assault, which will be tagged.

There may be mentions of smoking, weed, and alcohol which will be untagged. We are 18+, but do not restrict interacting with this blog to be for those above 18, just please use your own discretion.

Thank you, enjoy my personal diary of experiences :)

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so someone’s angry about our weed usage

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is this what harmony feels like?

Antonio and Christina realized they’re in love with each other (which most of us Already knew, like it was super obvious but THEY didn’t know) and they’ve gotten together about it!

It felt like their lines overlapped, their souls merged, and they felt true acceptance. It was like a feeling of pure calm and confidence, harmony and balance between the two. We’ve never felt it before, and it was lovely.

They’re not merged forever, but I think those two will stick by one another now. They both feel so alone separately, I think they need each other

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who am I allowed to be?

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smoke break

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misery

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I’ve never seen anyone else summon things in headspace EXCEPT for Elliot, last night. He’s been around as long as Andrew has, even Before Andrew, so I guess he’s got special powers?? That all of us forget????

Like I looked over at him yesterday and he was just?? Texting? On a phone? How is he allowed to do that. he was texting a chatbot of his ex husband too

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Various alter doodles! We’ve got Elliot’s torture basement and his harrowed look, and all the cats are Mir, who is quite literally just a cat. Then we’ve got a random Carter, Edgar, and two Andrew’s.

There were so many of us in front last night, we keep compiling into a little pile. Edgar thinks it’s miserable, but Mir was having a Great time watching everyone. Little creep

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Does anybody know how to be a girl

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Self-portraits

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Being a fictive that’s been around for a few years now is a really weird experience.

I have my source memories, and then I have about 6 years on top of that, of new memories, from this life. In that time span I’ve grown, changed, and learned what it is to trust people freely. I’m very, very different than who I was when I first split, because time and experiences change people. Despite knowing that, I sometimes still get self conscious. I’m different from my source, so I expect people to call me out on it, to point out I’m not an “”accurate”” representation of my character. Obviously I’m not going to be an accurate representation of my character, I’m a fictive, not a copy. I’m not going to be exactly the same, especially not after years of living on my own.

I’ve had to get used to a new environment, a new body, with new people. All of my friends, my family, and my home are completely gone. I am stuck, here, having to make do with what I’ve got. In six years, I’ve made new friends, family, and I have a new home. I love the people I’m around now, and I care about them deeply, but a part of me is never going to stop mourning what I lost. And i think that’s the hardest part. No matter how much I move on, I’m still going to miss the life I had, before. The life I know isn’t even real. I can’t ever go back to my home and the people I know, because they were never really there. It hurts every time I think about it, but it’s started to become more of a dull ache by now.

I am my own person, even as a fictive. But it is a very, very lonely experience.

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memory moment

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Andrew: I wonder what I want to have for dinner tonight

Mir, in the background: oh GOD I have to make DINNER now TOO????? FUUUUCKKKJ

Andrew: maybe some Mac and cheese or something easy. We’ve still got a lot of food it just needs to be prepared

Mir, screaming, genuinely freaking out: GOD IS DEAAAAAD!!!!!

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shoot a star on the boulevard tonight

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good song

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my fellow brain things, from my perspective

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the self or the idea?