Jaderabb7t - 🌙♪Jaderabb7t★🎠

THERE SHOULD BE A HISTORIC FIC WHERE SCHROEDER LUCY AND BEETHOVEN ARE IN A ROMANTIC AFFAIR!!!! CHANGE MY MIND!!!!(just for funsies tho☝️)

I refuse to make serious art

Harlekitty! Black cat dress-up! I'm exploring clown cats a lot this year...

in my shop!

Help him touch some grass

the world's most gaymer, rainbow dash, manages to survive the plague by being too epic

OMG STOP!!!!😭😭😭😭😭🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷 YOUR TOO SWEET!!!!.⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠..⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠..⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠..⁠·⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠(⁠>⁠▂⁠<⁠)⁠´⁠¯⁠`⁠·⁠.

(Anyways THX!!!:)))) i really like to analyse things in general and media in particolar, and the music choice was Just immaculate, and the artist made a really good job!!!!! ╰⁠(⁠*⁠´⁠︶⁠`⁠*⁠)⁠╯ Thank you too!!

Abnormality Dancin' Girl

Risky reblog (even if i'll never be as good as yotasuke sadly :( )

[A piece I made for comfort, while incorporating Yotasuke's arc in the Blue Period manga (by Tsubasa Yamaguchi) into it.]

What if the same hutch that had trapped you starts to feel like a safe haven? Would you take the risk and break out of it, or would you stay in its comfort?

Yotasuke’s bond with rabbits is a great representation of the relationship he had with his environment. He found comfort in their presence as they distracted him from the constant demands of the people around him, while unknowingly projecting onto those rabbits how other people had treated him. He appeared to be taking care of them but really, he was treating them the way other people had treated him; he was controlling them.

He gained a sense of security in adhering to the expectations that were forced upon him, despite being reduced to only his skill. The labels that people bound him with were what protected him from criticisms and feelings of inadequacy, but they were also what hindered him from truly embracing himself and his passion: art.

“Doesn’t this rabbit really love you?”

That simple statement was enough to tell Yotasuke what he needed to hear—that he was seen. For the first time, he wasn’t the perfect genius everyone made him out to be. Beneath all his seemingly calculated brushstrokes and the astute choice of colors that dappled his canvas, he was only human.

It was then that he realized, maybe it was okay to put himself first. Maybe it was okay for him to leave the safety of the cage that constrained him.

“I’ve come to think that it’s probably fine for me to treasure what I felt.”

<Netizen 1> sculpture by Choi Jung Hyun (2004)

average my chemical romance listening experience

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