I Realised There Was No Gender Neutral For “my Sister From Another Mister” Or “brother From Another

shout out to all the people who identify with gifted kid burnout syndrome who are probably just neurodivergent but werent diagnosed as a child, who used to devour books like it was nothing and never really understood why the protagonist would leave their cool fantasy world behind to go back home at the end of the story, and who are now extremely disappointed in reality and use escapism as their primary coping mechanism. how’s that bisexuality and deep-rooted anger at the school system going for you?

They say love is salvation.

I disagree.

Love is judgment.

It sees into the corners of your soul you thought were safely hidden.

It forces you to confront not only who you are, but who you could have been.

And in that confrontation, something breaks and something is born.

It is simply not fulfilling to enjoy media in the height of its popularity. You need to show up so late to the party that everybody else is gone and the hosts are asleep so you can rummage through their trash for chip dip and stale hors d’oeurves to eat alone in the dark like a dirty little raccoon secret

“ncuti didn’t have a proper entrance” to YOU. all I saw was him getting treated as the main hero the moment he stepped onto the screen. Getting to call David Tennant a decrepit old man while also being like “shhhh kiddo go play with your friends I got this now” and having the best entrance of any of the doctors I’ve seen so far??

A skeleton warrior lumbers toward the town gates, unarmed, holding a wooden sign: “I come in peace. Need a necromancer to take a look at my friend.” Behind him, a second skeleton is missing a head and trying very hard to keep up.

Just overheard two teenaged boys at the front door of their friend’s house. One was on the phone and gently said, “Oh, did you just wake up?” And the other one yelled “OPEN UP, FUCKNUGGET!” while slamming his hand on the door. I gotta say I love the friendship dynamic

Mai and Zuko got married, obviously, and the first thing Mai did when she moved into the Palace was adopt a cat. She named it “Your Honor”, simply so she could go around the palace shouting

“Zuko, I can’t find Your Honor! Zuko, do you know where Your Honor is? Zuko, you have to get Your Honor down from that tree! Zuko, Your Honor is terrorizing the turtle ducks again.”

one of the greatest tragedies in life is that you will always be loved more than you will ever know. someone in class finds your presence inviting and warm, even if you’ve only ever exchanged a few words with them—maybe none at all. someone on the street loves your smile and it gets them down the next few streets. someone you used to be friends with still wishes to fondly call your name. someone you used to be friends with five years ago would give anything to be in the same room as you today. someone who regularly comes into work is disappointed when you aren’t there to brighten their day. someone missed you today. someone noticed you were gone. someone loves you when you’re there; someone loves you when you’re nowhere to be found at all. you think you have always disappeared when you’re no longer in the picture, but you’ve never left the frame.

It is not the prettiest but here is a little chart I made of skin tones.

The idea is to eye-drop anywhere on the chart to get a unique skin tone instead of getting stuck in the loop of “white, tan, dark”.

"Viktor"

My second work for the event "The Art of Arcane: Exhibition & Panel" in Gallery Nucleus ✨

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