Sorry for acting a bit dead lately, I can't promise I'll get any better, but I do promise that I am working on things!
I see you.
God i am just now realizing that in the death episode the Red Guy and Yellow guy's reactions to the Duck's death was most likely paralleling Lesley and Roy's reaction to their son's death.
Just like Red Guy, Lesley was most likely using the crew to replace her son, even if it meant taking away any individuality and agency the crew had.
Just like Yellow Guy, Roy most likely hated the crew. He (probably) was grieving and lashing out and saw the crew as trying to replace his son (this is more on theory side tho i can be wrong)
Sometimes I wish I never got into art. I could be spending my evening doing something productive or at least fun. But no! I have to spend it making a paper craft thing if some queer little bastard who likes to stare!!! >:(
Anyway, I’ll show off the finished project at some point, so stay tuned
Tw pet death.
My hamster died today. Her name was Ping-pong. She’s called that because I ment to get a fully white hamster, but instead I fell in love with a ginger little gremlin. The only reason I got her is because I asked my stepdad on Christmas when he was a little drunk and my mum didn’t want to say no just after I was told I could, by the end of the day I had already found the biggest cage I could and agreed with her breeder (I don’t like buying animals from pet shops) when I could pick a hamster up. I remember the night before we went to get her, all I could think about was how excited I was. I was completely right to be excited. The moment we got home my mum message the breeder to make she we got one of the baby’s and not the mother, she was bigger then expected and even I was suspicious. I’ve never met a hamster with as much personality as her. Her favourite activity was bashing her hanging chews against the bars of her cage just as I was about to fall asleep (I swear she did it on purpose just to piss me off). Her favourite food was sunflower seeds and she would stand in the corner closest to my bed and stare at me for ages until I gave her some. I got her during a low period between quarantines, when my anxiety was unbearable, she helped me a lot more then I think she would ever understand. She would sleep in my lap when online classes came and I think that’s the only reason I didn’t ignore those lessons. She would do incredibly stupid things, then look at me like she was caught doing something she shouldn’t when I saw her. I wouldn’t ever shut up about her to my friends to the point that they know practically everything about her even though the first time they met her was last week. They loved her too. She’s only ever bitten my brother, and peed on my stepdad twice, I like to think that she did it because it was funny. She would hangout in my hoodie if she was cold and hated when cold hands tried to pick her up. She looked fuckin weird when yawning and carried peanuts like a dog. I’m going to miss saying good morning or goodnight to her. I’m going to miss calling her silly nicknames whenever I said hello to her. I’m going to miss being annoyed with her keeping me awake, and her begging and the way her wheel would rattle as I fell asleep. I think I’m going to miss everything about her. My hamster, Ping-pong, died today and I still love her just as much as the day I got her.
Lil’ Guild!Kyouka idea where her parents are murdered overseas and Fitzgerald finds her instead
Whilst the Guild aren’t super close w each other, I think Kyouka gets somewhat close w Lucy and Poe
Poor girl commits somewhat less murder and a bit more terrorism
My personal headcanon is that Twain, Lucy, Poe, Lovecraft and Steinbeck tended to be grouped together often and Kyouka would fall in with them
YEAH!!! Omg I’ve never had someone explain exactly how I feel about DHMIS
i know i make this post every other week but dont hug me im scared is so deep within my soul. i have genuinely never seen a show summarize the feeling of being a human better than this one. (at least for my neurodivergent ass, anyway) the show may hardly make sense when you try and find an overall plot, but life itself doesnt have a plot does it? it’s just days, on and on in a persons life. but besides that point, dhmis was never supposed to be about plot anyway. its about what you feel, its always been about that. and every time something happens, sensical or not, i feel something ive felt before in my life. when red guy is surrounded by his own kind, singing in a room full of awkward silence, im reminded of when i was a kid performing for my family and they paid no attention. when hes on stage with the world screaming over him, im in the crowd watching as my own voice is silenced. when duck is singing in the kitchen about his lack of family, eating dinner alone at a huge dining table, im on the other side with my own pathetic plate. when yellow guy is crying, begging for the world to be quiet for a moment, i am in another bed, a torn-apart little boy crying after a nightmare with no one to run to either. they might make no sense, their stories may be ridiculous, but they are feeling what ive felt before, feelings ive never seen represented in this way. dont hug me im scared is a home to me. a wretched, painful reminder of a home, where i sit in the fourth chair and watch my own life in a twisted, blurry dream. where i see creatures unlike anything ive seen, beings sewn to sing and dance discover the mortal pains that i had to discover long ago. people like to think the trio used to be human before they forgot, but i disagree. in my eyes theyre cotton and felt, tortured to become human and discover the pain of mortality, the horrors that come from flesh and blood, the terrifying intricacies of feelings such as love. most people watch from their couches, or their laptops, but i watch from right behind them. i walk up the stairs with a little yellow hand in my own, stepping up to see my own helpless life in the fun-house mirror that is dont hug me im scared.
I found that pit crew the everyone uses! :3 anyway here is what I look like and what I think I should look like :DD
My therapist told me there is nothing diagnosably wrong with me and that I am just "like that." Hello fellow neurotypicals!