You ever liked someone’s reblog of your art just because you really like their tags?
…yeah, me neither, that would be weird. ¬_¬
/basks in the perfection that is Rose and potentially snorted a little bit of her juice up her nose laughing
i didnt mean to become an angry feminist it just sort of happened because i looked out my window and woke the fuck up y’know
I’d laugh my ass off at how ridiculous that is, because the end of the game blatantly puts Locke and Celes together.
Their final messages before battling Kefka of what they’re found in the broken world are literally “The one I protect” after having given up his grief about Rachel and “Someone who will catch me” referring to her suicide attempt, and by proxy that fact that Locke’s bandanna became the hope for her to continue on.
Meanwhile, Edgar says his life’s work is to build a free nation.
Locke and Celes have a conjoined ending (the only others to do so are the twins) wherein he saves her from falling (woooo double parallels ftfw!) and frantically tells her she’s worth more than a silly symbol.
Even if you DON’T get him, her ending is about Locke. Setzer saves her, but she pauses and says Locke’s name before running off to follow.
(It’s pretty blatantly obvious who she loves canonically.)
Edgar has a conjoined ending with his twin brother, as I said. They’re opposing sides of the dual-headed coin for their imagery, which is absolutely perfect. If you have Sabin, he catches the beam and tells Edgar he knew he’d be a better king and support the kingdom and he got strong to support him; if you DON’T get Sabin, Setzer, Celes, and Edgar have to work together to remove the beam that nearly crushes them and they bemoan his absence.
She and Edgar have exactly one single interaction that can be seen non-platonically; he playfully flirts with her in Narshe and tries to insinuate that he’s a better choice than silly ol’ damaged Locke and she shoots him down harder than Luke nuked the Death Star.
It would quite literally be on par with Rosa and Edge being together in IV:TAY, to be honest. Taking the woman from the lone established couple and suddenly pairing her to the man that hit on her once.
Ignorance all over my dash and a failure to listen to valid arguments, when they’re already even more negative than I am and make me cross my eyes regularly at how much they whine.
I’ll catch their art in the tags if it pops up for characters I like. Good enough for me.
I laugh every time I gain a follower and they leave within a few days (hooray tumblr stalkr)
It’s just like
“the fuck did you think you were signing up for?”
There are people who never grow out of the false dichotomy of “outcasts vs. prom kings/queens” that movies about high school and the dumb shit Billie Joe Armstrong says put in their heads and they are people you do not want the misfortune of talking to at a party because they usually pretend to be much drunker than they actually are and will go on at length about how much they hate Lil Wayne
The vast spectrum of human experience and emotion and interest becomes so much clearer once you shake off the belief that you’re interesting enough to be a pariah
the worst feeling about trying to draw is being a mediocre artist. You realize you’re not terrible and family and friends who can’t draw at all tell you all the time how amazing you are, but you, as the artist, have seen what amazing really is and you realize that it isn’t you.
oh my fuck god
shoutout to everyone who puts up with my insanely varied interests (◡‿◡✿)
shoutout to the followers who have never spoken to me but stay (✿◠‿◠)
shoutout to the people I talk to every day and often rant to emotionally (◕‿◕✿)
shoutout to the people who I sometimes go weeks without talking to but then can message out of the blue and still adore just as much (✿☺‿☺)
shoutout to you (♥‿♥)