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i'm not holy, i'm alive

@lunaactias / lunaactias.tumblr.com

L-she/her-25+-Europe ~ draws. ~ screams about The Terror. ~ bothers her followers with Mortal Englines by Philip Reeve ~ if you know po5 by Anthony Horowitz im automatically your mom. ~ twitter: mattj-freeman
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Going insane about kicked dog with rabies type characters

On a more serious note though perhaps I'm obsessed with this because I want more sympathy for characters who externalize their problems. Fuck being a perfect victim fuck being a decent one, something horrible was done to you and it was never recognized and you will never ever get back the person you were before, you had everything taken from you and now all you're left with is anger and sharp things and you know what. You should be able to bite people about it

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Too many YA stories these days have protagonists who are like “wow, I guess I was lashing out at you because growing up I internalized that was the only way to get what I needed from my neglectful parents” and other SUPER in touch with their feelings things and not enough of protagonists selling out entire cities because their leader flirted with their boyfriend a lil bit.

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Imagine you’re some little evil woman sitting in Hades’ throne room when Orpheus walks in to make a deal to get Eurydice back, and Hades is like “yeah ok, just don’t look back otherwise she has to stay here” then walks out of the room. Almost immediately after hearing the conditions, Orpheus breaks his own neck so that is is physically impossible for him to turn it, and then demands that you gouge out his eyes for good measure.  Eurydice then gets really upset because she’s convinced this is a sign that Orpheus hates her and never wants to see her again, and Orpheus is completely convinced that this was a normal and logical thing to do.

You are literally the only person in the universe who recognizes this as an act of love. They both then insult you to your face for thinking this is anything other than very normal (Orpheus), or petty hatred (Eurydice).

You are Ianthe Tridentarius.

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