
| Ashe | 23 | she/her |"Her heart singed, her voice burned and the words blew up in smoke"
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The Realization Slowly Seeps In, That No Matter How Hard We Try, Its Always The Flaws That They Pay Heed

“The realization slowly seeps in, that no matter how hard we try, it’s always the flaws that they pay heed to. Somehow you can’t explain your feelings verbally, and somehow they don’t ever try to see past you.
Cause even after all the efforts to put it out, the heart still cowers and stays hidden within—Heavy with all the unsaid guilts, and a love unreached.”

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"On my knees, head weighed down; this is how you left me, crying on the ground. 'Please don't go', was all my heart ached to say; but before I turned, you had already walked away"

"Nature's Solace"

"The warm breeze ruffles my hair;
as the sweet summer scent looms in the air.
There's something about the wind that reminds me of home;
the leaves sway with peace as I rest below this shady dome.
The tiny birds chirrup merrily nearby;
as the sky goes on stretching ahead with a lazy sigh.
My heart jolts a little, and so does my fuddled mind;
both hum a sweet song 'bout nature's divine.
Oh how the gentle air caresses my skin;
as affectionate as a lover or a faraway kin.
The sun shines glorious and orange with pride,
as the memories of tomorrow walk past with a stride.
My eyes flutter close capturing every moment of this while;
the world warps to a haze as I walk this dream aisle.
I look beside me and find a person I knew;
sitting quietly as I reminisce the days old and new.
The rustling of the leaves tell me I'm alone;
for when I open my eyes, I see you're long gone.
I get up from my spot beneath the bower huge;
and find you amidst the clouds seeking quiet refuge.
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Whitney Theory Time

[CW- talks about mental health, child neglect, random character analysis and unnecessary deep diving into little details (lol)]

I went down a little rabbit hole pertaining to Whitney’s oral fixation. I have known that when something is brought attention to constantly during any story, then it’s not a simple coincidence. I feel like (how Sydney said in the library) that Whitney has a lot going on. And it’s probably not good. I feel like their back story will be very angsty and sad.
So as someone who has studied psychology for a while, I found this…and I feel like I hit the nail on the head (for those morbidly curious like me this is Freud’s theory on oral fixation…and yeah don’t judge me for going all Freudian analysis on Whitney/silly)

So chances of our Whit being a neglected child are very high. But from their general appearance in the game (m!whitney wearing a blazer and f!whitney wearing a long school skirt. Both items are on the costlier side in game) I feel like they come from a well off family? the general hate towards the privileged people they hold, points to either them living a life of privilege but they are so miserable they want to escape? (Tbh their whole schtick sometimes gives rich kid doing all kinds of weird stuff trying to get attention from their absentee parents trope)
Or maybe used to be a part of a well off family? I feel like they are not being able to cope with the sudden change in their lifestyle if this is the case. Thus are trying to sell this fearless image of themselves.
And Is it just me or do you find it weird too that although Whitney is sent to detention Leighton almost never does anything to Whitney besides scolding? I feel like they do come from a powerful background. Otherwise why would all these lackeys follow them around?! And they own a phone to top it all off. I know all the other NNPCs have a phone too but amongst the LIs only Whitney (and Avery) owns a phone?!
The lowkey neurotic and manic tendencies they have towards PC also screams of separation anxiety. (Ahem collection of stuff toys?) For example, them needing to control PC at all times. Their love stat going high only when PC willingly chooses to act on their every whimsical/cruel wishes, them wanting to tattoo their name on PCs face of all places, not being able to be more open/ vulnerable with PC because they feel that PC might leave them.
And their dismissal event also shows just how much their image matters to them, and why they crave to be in control. This is yet another trait they share with Avery, when on low dominance, you can see how humiliated they get whenever PC fights back with them. Add insecurity about looks on top and viola, you have some deep childhood issues (I love complex fully fleshed characters so much)
Also the not being sufficiently fed during nursing part (I’m referring to the picture above) makes me think that the Headcanon about their parents being divorced and maybe their mom moving out at a very young age, seems like a possibility. Hence Whitney not being able to withstand emotional cheating seems like a result of that (I’m just spitballing here…)
So yeah. Thank you for coming to my Ted talk. I feel good after hyperfixating about a fictional character.
[Bonus Angst Headcanon] I like to imagine, if it indeed turns out that Whitney lives in some mansion with their dad, and their mom left when they were young, why do I get a feeling that their mom left them/ said goodbye to them near the water fountain on a rainy day. Them just staring into the fountain with a solemn mood, feels like there is a definite reason behind it. Or maybe they used to come to the fountain and make wishes with their mom? (Yes I like to torture myself with sad thoughts)

𝑫𝒆𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑳𝒆𝒘𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒚 𝑴𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕-

𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚢 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢-
Silent confessions
Whitney Theory time
𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝-
Jordan's Corruption
𝙺𝚢𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙻𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚛-
The butterfly effect
𝙱𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚛-
Smoke and Mirrors

"To the other half...”

"How many masks remain to fall;
before I see the real you?
How many secrets are yet to be revealed,
before the trust in me breaks into two?
I've seen you change more colours;
than there existed in rainbows.
I see, you've been writing our story for awhile;
drawing it to an early close.
You gave me a thought to dwell on;
painted in solitary blue.
I sigh, as I look at my heart;
along with all the memories, you took the other half with you"
