I can never leave Tumblr because after years of sporadic therapy utterly failed to even approach the core of my problem some random tumblr user was like “I processed my trauma by writing a 10,000 word work of filthy fanfic erotica” and I was like “fuck it I’ve tried everything else” and now I’m 17 chapters and 20,000 words deep into an unpublishable work of obscenity and after careful literary analysis with one of the Beloved Mutuals I have come to some Terrible Revelations about my childhood and may now continue the process of Healing. Where else am I supposed to get this kind of experience. Who does this. Why are we like this. I’m never leaving. I love y’all.
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"Whatever happens tonight, I'll still be here tomorrow."
Aika stop!! Your lack of genre awareness is going to kill them!!!!!!!!
Happy TDOV, now more than ever 🩵🩷🤍
my trans siblings, I want you to remember this:
staying alive is enough.
staying true to yourself in whatever ways you can is enough.
if you can't be openly trans, if you can't transition medically or in other ways whether because of safety or lack of support or resources, do not blame yourself.
please try to find ways you can be yourself with safe enough people. please find ways to connect with queer community. even if it's reading books and blogs if it can't be in person. just don't be alone. you are never alone, not really, there are countless people who know your suffering because they know what it's like to suffer, and countless generations before us who have known this same struggle and hardship.
you are loved. by so, so many people throughout the world: trans siblings, fellow queers, allies, and people who don't know any of the terms we use for ourselves but who simply put love for fellow human beings before anything else.
and that's just the people who are alive and incarnate with us. so many wisdom traditions and faith systems tell us it's even more than that.
this world is full of mystery. life is unpredictable. even if things feel bleak now, remember when life has surprised you for the better before, and hold it true that it not only can, but will happen again.
make it to then.
all you have to do is keep living. that is good enough. you are good enough. you are worth it. and if you can't buy that just now, believe you some day will.
keep existing. keep creating your own happiness.
one day, your future self will be endlessly grateful for the you who you are now for hanging on.
VI CALLS HER CUPCAKE.
CAIT SHOT THE PERSON WHO STABBED HER.
[SHIPPING INTENSIFIES]
before I mislead anyone on what Arcane is about or like, I should also add, I have never been so stressed out from just 5 episodes of a series (tho 3 is where it got real, it just… doesn't calm down much) never i swear this show tries to kill you. it attacks you. and it assaults you.
but it's 🤌 so peak
"Why didn't they just communicate?? They're so stupid!" Have you considered that communicating with someone you love and value and don't want to hurt is scary and that vulnerability takes practice and that perfect characters with perfect words make the most boring stories of all
you will feel so alive again.. like so incredibly alive. i dont know when that will be but it will be. u are gonna feel so alive that ur cheeks hurt from smiling oh man oh man i promise that day is coming. you do have a future, you do have good things coming, and you’ll survive everything that’s thrown at you until you reach that day
i do promise
i just adore how in love marinette is, and how flustered she gets for a specific side of adrien which is NOT when he's trying to impress people as funny and charming chat noir (friend zoned) or as his public persona of cool and self-assured (she's fine with it but remember her natural reaction was eat the rich) no, she's gaga for him when he's basically just… there. just existing.
when he's like, "idk what im doing but im just happy to be included!"
that's when marinette is like ohhhhh i can't not marry him 💦
as cat walker, he was closer to that than his "yeah ik im cool ty" public persona, the point was to be as toned down as possible, no theatrics, so he was basically just who he is when he thinks of himself as Just Some Guy, which is supportive and gentlemanly cause those are his most immutable traits.
she literally could not function to save her life.
something i thought of while having gender feelings. so much of masculinity is performative, it's so tiring. most male leads reflect that, their main thing is physical prowess or leadership or stoicism. adrien is not about any of that. i can't tell yall how much i love that.
in my OTP, the female lead thinks the male lead is at his hottest when he's just like ":)?"
Me when I explain how I love a lot of the cast of Miraculous Ladybug because all their criminal actions are either funny and endearing to me or make me wanna analyze them under a microscope
Turn based sex. Take as long as you need to think of a strategy.
HINT: his pussy is weak to fire magic.
Pepper spray his pussy
Do not.
I feel like some people need to relearn Genre Expectations... "Man, this tragedy sucks!!! Why didn't they just do XYZ, then everything could have ended happily!!" well, then it wouldn't be a tragedy, would it. "Man, this lighthearted teen romcom is terrible, it's so sappy and unrealistic!!" Well, yeah. If it had been gritty and dark, it wouldn't have been a lighthearted romcom, would it. Is the writing actually bad or are you just trying to order a milkshake from a Home Depot
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I feel like that should be the canned response to anyone who complains in your fic’s AO3 comments about the [thing] when the [thing] is clearly tagged.
your life is not an optimization problem
as in you'll never achieve the perfect daily routine, sleep schedule, coping mechanisms, mannerisms, fashion sense etc. even after years and years of healing and improvement and self-discovery. you will never be so good at life that you manage to utilize every waking moment. its great to be productive and all but sometimes you'll suck ass. sometimes you'll take eight hours to be done with a twenty minute job. you'll prioritize the wrong thing. you'll sleep for 12 hrs just to avoid being awake. you'll relapse. and you'll relapse again. you'll forget to turn in the assignment. you'll order too little food. life is far too large and complex for you to even experience it completely, much less try to make sense of and control it. you can't. please give up on that and be at peace with the hours you lose. they are not separate from your life.