unsolicitedfromsolace

what makes sense in a dream

makes a senseless reality

to die in your sleep

is a painless vitality

not sure what that dream was but clearly not a happy one lol

yours sleepily,

“Hmm I know Dónal Finn is from Ireland… I’m getting a County Cork accent?”

looking it up and feeling more smug than necessary when I see he was born there

“heheyy thank you Young Offenders”

I lwk hate myself for posting something with like stage-direction-esque format but who cares

on Poppy’s side, she tries to extend an arm of friendship by always giving him individual, bespoke invitations to her parties, even probably knowing deep down that there’s absolutely no way he’ll go to them. It’s shown that for everyone else she sort of throws invitation cards to them in envelopes that might not even be addressed to individual trolls, so we can make the assumption that it’s at least reserved for her friends: perhaps her perspective is that Branch needs to join her friend group before they can be close, but whatever her thoughts are, she’s trying to change his withdrawn approach to the pop village.

Then on the other side, with Branch, he also seems to want to be friends, but is unable to get past his fear and depression and anxiety and paranoia and self-isolation [this is making me consider whether a real world COVID-19 au could have potential]. The part that I really love the most is him keeping all of the invitations. He took the “ceeeelebrate freedom from THEBERGENS” invite, stomped on it, and then took it back to his big bad bunker and fixed it up so he could hide it away with all his other invites from Poppy. I think this shows that, even though he doesn’t get along with Poppy’s friends - who don’t see any point in trying to keep encouraging him to take a place amongst them when he probably hasn’t put in any effort to be friends with them throughout the years, he does appreciate Poppy’s attempts at friendship. Similarly to how Poppy wants Branch to fit into her life of singing and dancing and hugging, a part of Branch seems to think she could fit into his life in this huge bunker that he made for him and all his brothers, but is lived in by him alone, if she wasn’t all sing-dance-hug-happiness all the time.

So both of them want to be friends, but want to change the other one’s nature in order to do that. Throughout the film, not only are they saving the trolls, fixing the bergens, and going on an adventure, but they’re also connecting with each other and growing into a new acceptance that they can be friends even with their differences. Thats pretty awesome if you ask me. Which I suppose you didn’t.

-i think Gristle has some really funny moments in this film, so here’s an example of one of his clueless interactions with Chef-

Chef, where did you come from? My dad banished you 20 years ago. Have you been standing behind that plant the whole time?

Yours with true happiness,

“Oh! Ooh my eyes are so pretty!”

?

Well you should. Your eyes are gorgeous. I love your blue/green/grey/brown/hazel/black/pink/purple/orange/yellow/golden/silver/heterochromial/red/white orbs. They really suit you.

And if you have no eyes… thats beautiful too.

you’re all stunning.

yours prettily,

don’t get me wrong, I stand by this edit. But back then, I hadnt even SEEN Lord of The Rings. (Well ok that not ENTIRELY TRUE; I had seem half of the third film. Not the first half. Not the last half. A random middle half. And I didnt watch all of it because of my arachnophobia. And I don’t mean to go entirely off topic, but yes I do mean arachnoPHOBIA not a fear of spiders (do you have to be diagnosed with phobias?) because its a whole thing.) In fact, I only just finished watching Lord of the Rings YESTERDAY, so what a craAaaaAaAAAAzy coincidence that I find this forgotten edit TODAY of all days.

All this to say, I firmly stand by my saving of this edit. Is it the best edit I’ve ever seen? No. There’s this incredible edit of Nancy from stranger things and I see sooooo many INSANELY MAGNIFICENT across the spiderverse edits. But I did enjoy watching the edit. Lord of the rings on the other hand…

ok. I DONT REGRET WATCHING LORD OF THE RINGS. Just putting that allll the way out there so no little lotr geeks (said with affection because geeks are good) come around twisting my words. But oh, my lord of the rings, they know how to drag it out, and thats for sure and certain. I had to watch each film in like 4 separate parts because I kept getting so unbelievably bored, and distracted, and I didn’t want to be siphoning my attention halfway onto the films. I know I’m talking too much (fuck you I can talk as much as I want on my own blog) so I might post another one about some of my thoughts while watching.

But the tldr of this possible future post is - I’m glad I watched it, and that’s that box ticked off, but I don’t have plans to watch it again.

yours from my own middle earth fantasy dream world,

so idk who needs to hear this but when someone cuts their hair saying

“It actually looks better than I expected- kinda suits you”

IS NOT A COMPLIMENT!!!!

i think she was genuinely trying to be nice. I appreciate that but it still sounds so very back handed and even though im not bothered about what your opinion is i am a bit bothered that you’re phrasing your compliment in that offensive way

anywhore,

yours boldly and baldly,

you know when you have a dream that makes complete sense as youre dreaming and then when you wake up but youre not really AWAKE awake it keeps going for a bit and then throughout the day you remember little snippets of the dream and you’re like “huh?? That makes no sense at all”.

well last night I dreamt that i was hanging out with a friend from my college that im joining in the next academic year (not a real person but a made up dream person who looked a lot like someone who was in one episode of the show i was watching today, so i definitely hadnt seen her before today) except the date of the dream wasnt next year, it was sometime over this summer holiday. We were also with her husband?? And I think we were in london near a carousel. [side note: my sincerest apologies because as soon as i try to write about my dreams it all gets very muddled up in my brain and gets quite confusing] also the only reason I’m saying its London is because I think dream me knew it was London. Anywho, me and my friend somehow ditched her husband because they had an argument and she hated him anyway or something so now the two of us were dating. And yeah, ok, so far this might seem confusing, but i need to add in an extra layer of confusion - I think that my dreamself was there to see my current real-life not quite a crush (a girl I will probably never see again and who I’ve spoken to like once in the last two months but thinking about this doomed yuri has triggered a memory of a dream I had earlier last night were I was talking to my not crush and she thought I was weird so I think perhaps this was connected to the dream I’m talking about now)

So me and my new girlfriend (dream Jeanie Ochre has game what can i say) continued walking through London and got a pizza slice from one of them “in the middle of the street slice of pizza” places and walked back past the carousel and there on a picnic bench sat: someone I was irl friends with at secondary school (we werent close but we would chat in class and she knows I’m gay) and my irl not crush and also someone else I was friends with. I stopped to chat like “hey how’s your summer” [side note: I think I was half awake by this point, hence real life people starting to show up] and then I was introducing my “friend” - this dream character didn’t have a name so I’ll call her Kate - and I asked them if they were ordering food and said I’d chat with them until their food got there

and I’ve unfortunately forgotten the rest so yeah

cool story

yours dreamily,

One time i was chatting on a group chat and i said i had to go take a shower. My friend was all like “jeanie ochre thats tmi” how the heck is that too much info. Its not my fault youre imagining me naked or something??

anyway, it made me consider what different people consider to be tmi. Because, for me, saying i was going to have a shower was a way for me to explain why i would stop messaging back for a while, and also a way to force myself away from my phone - but for my friend it was too much.

yours, nice and clean,

Just started torturing myself by rereading one of the first fanfics i read (or maybe even the first ever) and its uhhh not great

i miss all my quotev friends, although i do have the snapchat details of a couple of them that i cant use because i dont use snap anymore, but im getting flashbacks to my quotev days and not only did i have maybe 3 or 4 different accounts (i really only used the main one) but i did infact do some writing and made a couple of moderately popular quizzes.

i remember one time (i had a screen time limit) i accidentally requested more time from my dad and when he asked what the website was i told him that it was just a website for quizzes and not that i had heaps of friends on there that i didnt know in real life.

i just think that those of us who started our fanfiction/fandom journeys on quotev were all a little strange, and lots of people were a bad sort of strange.

when they got rid of the chat functions and all sorts, i tried using plurk for a while but it was definitely not a piece of me.

yours fictionally,

hey there--had a rather busy (or more like super crazy extremely busy) past few days and i dont really have owt to post but i dont like silence so just saying hi :]

typing is however a bit trickier than usual because i got longer acrylics that need a bit of getting used to (i either type really well or i get distracted and it alllllllll goes wrong. Aka when i was drunk last night and it took me like a million hours per message to my friend because i was still sober enough to spell things accurately)

anywho, a little random, but i feel like loads of people at school like me a lot more now that were all leaving and will never see each other again

yours always, drunkenly or soberly,

ok so its not every time but sometimes when im reading and it says “in comfortable silence” i choose to believe that means that theyre having a constant but forgettable conversation. Like please. When has silence ever been “comfortable”??

i recently realised that most conversations i have with my friends is just me not shutting up for hours. Its getting worse though - im now so comfortable around them that i just sing like 24/7. Whatever bloody song pops into my head.

“Can we get ice cream?” “MOONBEAM ICE CREAM TAKING OFF YOUR BLUE JEANS” “😐😐” “oh did you ask me something?”

"wait for me… IM COMING WAIT FOR ME I HEAR THE WALLS REPEATING” *as i run after them”

“get up off the floor twin” “HEY IM NOT GIVING UP TODAY THERES NOTHING GETTING IN MY WAY AND IF YOU KNOCK KNOCK ME OVER YOU KNOCK KNOCK ME OVER I WILL GET BACK UP AGAIN”

and then my friend said that i was overstimulation personified and that’s why I’m thinking about all this

yours overstimulatingly,

currently stood on my toilet seat to escape a spider 😭😭😭 send so much help i cant do this

most definitely not built for this i just nearly fell orf

yours in this time of desperate need,

Jeanie Ochre

ps at least im not crying

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