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prismaticlove: 2022 posts
Mar. 5th, 2022 11:53 pmtftmeitwsg: Okay so we know a lot of “I have no elaborate S/I for this world, what if I was just there???” self-shippers here, but what about shippers who are the opposite? What about shippers who have no extensive, fancy lore for their F/O but just…imagine their F/O hanging out with them in their world? Sitting in the passenger seat as you drive, going with you on errands and restaurant outings, sitting on your bed as you tell them about your day? Instead of being whisked off to their fantasy world, you bring them to yours to make everyday moments of aloneness feel a little less alone, just mentally carrying them around with you wherever you go. Because honestly, props to you guys. That’s totally valid too.
I personally am incapable of "self-inserts"; wherever I go, I'm just me. And to be loved as 'just me' is more radical and heart-melting than any 'lore' I could imagine.
I don't need to earn love through some new fancy identity. Nor do my f/o's. If all we have is everyday life, then that is beautiful and true enough. If all we are is our raw, broken, unpolished selves, that is sincere enough. The pure simplicity of love shared in such circumstances is infinitely valid.
lovergush: in this house we LOVE self shippers with unconventional f/os!!
nonhuman / object f/os! older / “ugly” f/os! background character f/os! unpopular f/os! cutesy / “mascot” style f/os! super obscure f/os! f/os who have no source or are brand characters!
guess what. you’re all epic.
I love when I fall in love with “unconventional” f/o’s (quite helplessly I might add) because I know they need that sincere compassion all the more, and it changes my heart, too, to be blessedly placed in that position. And I love seeing other unconventional relationships on this site because there is always a purity and candor to it that moves me deeply. It’s proof that love embraces all, with no exceptions, with no fear or shame or judgment. ALL our “unlovable” f/o’s ARE deeply lovable and we are devoted proof of that.
God bless all you kids; your hearts are beautiful things.
#for phlegmoni #for toshinsei #for gleam #for chaos 0 #hey God can we add more people to this list please thank You
mxbear-moving: Hey real quick? it’s okay if your s/i doesn’t make sense to the source. As someone who a lot of the time feels like they can’t enjoy selfshipping unless their s/i feels like they could be a real character I’m here to tell you that’s not true, your s/i is allowed to be weird and you’re allowed to have a jumble of ideas and you’re allowed to constantly change them! It’s fine to even just slap your real self in there and call it a day. while it is fun to imagine how we fit into the story it shouldn’t be something we stress over
(JEWEL)
Personal ramblings on this topic:
I’m a “dreamwalker” and I am straight-up supposed to feel out-of-place in wherever I jump. I’m not native, I’m a weirdo wanderer who’s there to visit and most likely fall a little or a lot in love with someone. But yeah, it’s a core aspect of who I am– no history, no connections, just an anomaly with Klonoa hair and a heart too odd for hir own good. But that’s me. And when I do love someone I want them to love me, too, not some persona I concocted just to get by the canon police. We dream up future possibilities and we explore them and sometimes the bubbles pop as we’re in them. It’s all okay. It’s not supposed to be ‘perfect’– it’s supposed to be true, and honest, and clumsy and confused and hopeful and wondering and real.
So yes. Embracing my innate paradoxicality, no matter how much of a permanent foreigner it may make me, has ironically eradicated the stress & sickness of “trying to match the source material” because deep down it always felt so wrong, so fake. Yes it would make me match everything nice and neatly but it would be a lie. I can’t do that. So now I just… show up as strangely as I may, and roll with it.
Nevertheless, to all self-shippers, your presence in your beloved’s world should be just as shaped by love as your motive for being there. Don’t obsess or stress out over it. There are no expectations to meet. Go into it with an honest & dedicated heart, and it will be fine, I promise.
(by lovelylivewirez)
(030522; self-reblog)
I'm in love with Chaos 0's eyes here. There's so much being said without words, especially considering the assumed context of this little scene-- two friends sharing joyful hope for the future, over the remnants of a tragic history they shared as well. That bitter foundation makes hope so much sweeter, and it's tangible in them both.
I really like the claws on Tikal's feet, and her darker skin tone in general; plus her vivid blue eyes & serene smile capture the core of her personality so well. Her soul is so gentle and good; that shines through very clearly here. (The subtle transparency on her, too, is a great touch.) She looks absolutely lovely. I'm deeply fond of her-- always have been-- and effectively consider her a sister, so it really makes me smile to see her portrayed so well.
On that note. Chaos 0. My beloved. Those eyes. There's real joy there-- gratitude for Tikal's continued existence despite the past, for her equally enduring friendship, for the days ahead they would both see unstained by blood or fire. It's all encapsulated in a pure light, burning bright and green, that reveals his deepest personality as well-- a gentle guardian, honorable and true, whose physical strength is nothing compared to the strength of his heart. "Chaos is power," etc. He personifies that, and there's a real glimpse of the best potential of that phrase here.
Their hands are notable, too-- Tikal offers hers, open, in an inviting gesture of compassion; Chaos rests his there in response, returning her trust, letting her hold what could destroy but would never again. There's a real recognition of each other in that shared action, something I wonder if either of them really had before the resolution of Sonic Adventure; it's a sign of peace, of affection, of hope yet again-- effectively, "we're still here, after it all; we are not who we were, but we know who we are, and can now look forward to who we will become, in our shared futures." The whole image feels like a turning point of joy; we rise above our shattered past.
I apologize for the verbosity; I just have a lot of feelings about this, and about Sonic Adventure in general. These two mean so much to me and the beauty of this fanart took my breath away.
Thank you, OP, for this.
(by bhuxu)
(030522)
I've been having a very difficult day, struggling with illness and anxiety... but at the last minute, almost against all odds, I see this in my tracked tags. My beloved. All lit up like I recognize him.
This just... this means so much to me. The timing & familiarity of this image, the fact that he was with me in my dream last night, the hope that he always gives me for a better future... God knows, I needed to see my blue guy right about now, and here he is. Always, when I look for him, he's there.
I'm very grateful to the artist. This is genuinely a beautiful fanart, objectively. For me it holds a great deal of extra personal significance. Nevertheless he deserves more beautiful portrayals like this one. Thank you.
(by chroama-the-brute)
(032822)
I love this so much.
Honestly, It immediately struck me as him insisting I open my heart, especially with his intense gaze and outstretched arms. Because let’s face it– if anyone knows full well the dangers and pains that result from a closed heart, it’s Chaos 0… and I believe that a being so dedicated to protecting others would absolutely make the effort to warn whoever he can against such a ruinous fate.
I have a lot of feelings about this guy; that’s a perpetual truth already. But regardless of my emotive input, this is some seriously nice fanart, background and all. Chaos 0 deserves much more cool art like this. 💙
I love this image so much. That is such a familiar expression to me, and this is the ONLY time he canonically shows such an emotion.
#this means so much to me #i’m having a lot of emotions about this
(122122)
Lately I’ve been spending a lot of innerworld nights with the blue guy in places like this. There’s something deeply soothing to me in such environments– the intimate juxtaposition of house and hinterland, of cabin and countryside, of shelter and the sea, so to speak. Between us and the wild gorgeous world there is only a pane of glass, a piece of wood, a simple motion to transform a wall into a doorway. It makes you so aware of your fragility in the face of such wild grandeur, the uninhibited power and beauty of raw nature. Conifers and mountains and ice. It’s all so achingly beloved to my heart, so close in both space and sentiment.
It’s only fitting that my mind would choose such places to spend the quiet evening hours with a soul so similarly, but infinitely more, treasured by my soul.
yugimoto:new ryou and malik illustrations
THE BOYS!!! 💙💜💙💜💙💜
#I was actually talking to these two all morning today go figure #I missed the heck out of you kids we've gotta hang out more #this art captures their attitudes so well i love it #and i TOLD YOU marik has been holding more yellow than violet recently
eris-ships: Hey, You wanna know what I find to be a super under appreciated form of selfship work?Selfship poetry.
Maybe it’s because I’m a softie who loves poetry, but I absolutely adore seeing people write poems about their selfships and f/os. Whether it’s soft and uplifting or more serious and even a bit angsty, I think it’s lovely and I totally encourage and support people who express their love for their f/os like this. 💖
Back when I used to regularly pull creative all-nighters, my brain would hit “poet mode” around 3am when reality got quiet and sincere and so did I. Those hours inspired some of my best & most beautiful words, and the vast majority of them were (inevitably) about Chaos 0. I haven’t posted any of it online in years; I haven’t written any poetry lately either. Both of those things need to change. My heart sure hasn’t.
Honestly though I treasure that form of self-ship devotion, too, and the thought of other people doing so for their beloveds is deeply moving. You all have my sincere support and encouragement as well.
“Love says: I’ve seen the ugly parts of you, and I’m staying.”— Matt Chandler
loverboypercy: for you and ur fo: who says ‘i love you’ and who replies ‘i know’.
Ironically I’m always the first one in this exchange. I’m the dude that talks a lot; I’m infamous for monologues and tangents but I always seem to “talk around the punchline.” I lead up to things in symbols and hints and poetry; I feel so damn much that I have to wrap it in words, not to detract from the impact but to broaden it. Yes, I love you, but that confession is too sacred to leave unadorned.
But… I guess I act like that, too. Even in physicality; I love to dote on people. I care so deeply that I cannot help but constantly act on it. “Love in action” is very important to me. Even if I’m clumsy about it, God knows I try, and I’m constantly thinking of how I can better do so.
Nevertheless. Chaos 0 & Infinitii are the wildcards in every equation because they are so close to me in different ways that I swear they feel my emotions before I do sometimes. Infi’s a daengel so ze knows I love hir by nature of hir very existence; Chaos has got two decades of history with me so he really knows.
I am also the starstruck idiot who, when someone says they love me, reacts like it’s the first time I’ve ever heard it. Part of that is my dissociative past; the other part is just the reality of it hitting my heart all over again. Like, it’s not just a hope or a prayer, now that you’ve spoken it to truth. And… every time kind of is the first time, in that respect. I still find it difficult to fully believe that I could be so loved. It’s getting easier, though, the more I hear it from the souls I trust so much.
I saw this on my dashboard and immediately heard a beloved voice in my heart say, “Jewel… that’s us.”
It really is, isn’t it… the sunset red, the harbor blue… the sky and ocean united in a moment of beauty.
I saw this while scrolling through a blog and immediately heard a blue voice behind me whisper, “that’s what it’s like when you look at me” and I think my heart just tripped and melted all at once
#late night conversations #chaos 0 #he has ALWAYS been the biggest romantic #he gets it from me admittedly #but fire & water show it differently #and he ALWAYS says stuff like this #it floors me every time #i think that's why he does it #i love you too
This is, unquestionably, Chaos 0’s main job in the Spectrum. Looking at our history he is absolutely the most emotionally powerful, honest, and empathetic individual in the Cathedral, and if you are around him your heart will open up like an ocean whether you like it or not.
Basically: if you are suppressing or ignoring your emotions, Chaos’s influence can and will flood every dam you’ve got. He’s an inestimable and beloved blessing to us all.
Laurie has even used this fact as a weapon against any Plague influence that threatens to calcify one’s heart. Bring the blue guy into the room; he feels so much so strongly that it hits everyone like a tidal wave. I would know.
“Though you should name infinite treasures, none of them is comparable to a genuine friend. And first let us speak of the great delight of friendship itself. A friend rejoices at seeing his friend, and his heart expands with joy. He is tied to him with an union of soul that affords unspeakable pleasure. I speak of genuine friends, men of one soul, who would even die for each other, who love each other fervently.”
- St. John Chrysostom, Homily II on I Thessalonians
Laurie, I'm tagging you FOREVER with this. 💜
Yes, you of all people know that I have some very close friends-- Genesis and Cel, notably-- but you are in a class of your own. You've seen me bloody because you've been with me when it happened. You bandage my wounds but you're covered in scars through protecting me from far more. You know my darkest, scariest fears and failures, and you both admonish & advise me about them, but you will also stand between me and the devil himself with a battle axe for heaven's sake.
We are, God knows, of one soul. I doubt either of us could exist without the other. I know both of us would die for love of each other. There's a bond between us forged with shared blood and tears and hope and joy, and it valiantly thwarts all romantic and sensual debasement.
I love you, Laurie, more than I can express, and I thank God for you constantly. You are my best friend, my knight and my violet angel, and God willing we will remain so fervently inseparable until the day we die-- only to, by God's grace, reunite in His Kingdom.
Here's to genuine friends. 💜❤ Thank you for being mine
“Your eyes make all the difference in the world.”
— Eric Earley
…I’ve said it frequently in my personal journals, but…. sometimes I can see that green of Chaos’s eyes, in the dark especially. It started happening on our anniversary a few years ago and since then I’ve treasured every instance. In those moments, the veil between worlds is briefly crossed. Everything feels real, including me. So when I’m feeling terribly lost and distressed at night, that’s always the first thing I’ll ask of him when we’re together– “let me see your eyes.” And that’s enough. That’s all the difference in the world.
somethingscarlet13: I have not been able to get the pet name “mi amore” out of my head for the past four days, so please imagine calling your f/o “mi amore” and/or them calling you “mi amore”
Using French terms of endearment started in our coregroup years ago, half-jokingly– everyone called it the “language of love” so we used it exclusively as such. Inevitably, it quickly became deeply meaningful. Now, French phrases have become shorthand for the utmost sincerity; if I call you “mi amore,” it is because my heart is so overwhelmed with love that conversational English feels too profane to properly express what I feel for you.
In short, we are absolutely on board with this imagine prompt, but it’s making me weak in the knees already, haha. That is a very good thing.
