I might be one of the only people in the Kubo fandom who firmly believes that Sariatu never dressed like her sisters, but rather that before her betrayal, they dressed like her. Long flowing robes, layers and layers, lots of silk that spun around them as they flew. Slightly more subdued colors, of course, but still all the splendor expected of the children of the Moon. I like the idea of all three of them, lovely and cold in their ridiculous robes and flat white masks, looking more like actors then fighters until they had you at swordpoint.
Plus, it means the Sisters’ fashion choices for the last twelve years are essentially an angry proto-goth rejection of everything they once admired about her, the grace and softness and deadly beauty. Their anger and mourning might be subtle, but it’s there all the same, and just like all teenagers they’re communicating it through dark clothing and lots of rarely repressed rage. 99/1 they’re wearing black eyeliner under those masks too.
My asinine problems with naming is getting to me again. I finally found a last name that fits with my protag, only it starts with a vowel. Her first name starts and ends with a vowel, too. So I keep saying her name and it all blends together and I get so frustrated but honestly, Kristin, who cares? Who the fuck cares!
when i write a post that’s negative and people start reblogging it because they find it “relatable” it’s just kind of strange. like i guess its nice to know i’m helping them feel less alone. but it’s also kind of weird to know that so many people are reading about a personal insecurity of mine lol. also i know they’re not really seeing it as me talking about my problems and more seeing it as me acting as a voice for their own thoughts on themselves. but that almost makes it weirder in a way? i’m being consistently separated from my own emotions. people are taking those words and applying it to themselves. i’m not sure how i feel about that? it’s different than sharing a funny message or an optimistic encouragement. i want people to feel joy. i want to spread that feeling. but my vulnerabilities? i’m not sure. in the end i have no one to blame but myself for putting them out there but. it’s just kind of strange, you know? that’s all i can say. it’s strange.
616 tony is jUST such high level character porn jesus christ because like
“yes i am selfless and driven enough to wield the infinity gauntlet without letting its power consume me but also y'all don’t need to know i’m not gonna wish the gems out of existence ok that’d be stupid”
“i am totally the most qualified person to carry the SRA database and that may seem arrogant but on the bright side i do it because if shit goes south then i have a plan to DELETE MY OWN MIND”
“people call me self-important DID YOU KNOW THAT LITERALLY EVERYTHING IS MY FAULT IN SOME LEVEL maybe i am self-important i am totally self-important THIS THING THAT HAPPENED BEFORE I WAS BORN IS ALSO MY FAULT”