my arts


-One just wants to as loved as much as the Original, the Beloved Star.
-The Other is a shadow of who he used to be, doomed to carry around memories of a face that isn’t his anymore.
-And The Original is not the cutest little company mascot he used to be, grown too much in a world he doesn’t belong in.

Put all three together and you get me, sobbing in the corner, a mess over silly character comparisons.