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Hi, you can call me Cherry, and this is my Hetalia Imagines blog! :D I’ve wanted to do this for a long time and now I finally have!
This is a reader insert type blog portraying scenarios involving certain characters. Both WFS and WFSN are welcome! Requests are open! Writing style will vary from a script style imagine to a full writing piece. I will also most likely post reader inserts!
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#promoting myself on this old blog#bc my new blog doesnt have many followers yet#SEND ME REQUESTS I BEG#ok bye
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growth is realizing not everything is your fault and sometimes you’re not the only one or fault, or even at fault period
my depression has hit an all time high. i’ve yet again destroyed a relationship i held dearly and hit rock bottom once more.
i’m going to make a new tumblr. i need a fresh start. i don’t like being associated with dumb shit i said in the past, or any of my public trauma response outbursts.
#and maybe u still deserve love and someone to be by ur side when ur sad#even when u make mistakes and aren't perfect#and it's not that u don't deserve love when someone leaves u#but maybe they just couldn't love u the way u deserved
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the commodification of friendship is the most annoying thing to come out of the internet in ages. like actually i love to break this to you but you're supposed to help your friends move even if it's hard work. or stay up with them when they're sad even if you're gonna lose sleep. you're supposed to listen to their fears and sorrows even if it means your own mind takes on a little bit of that weight. that's how you know that you care. they will drive you to the airport and then you will make them soup when they're sick. you're supposed to make small sacrifices for them and they are supposed to do that for you. and there's actually gonna be rough patches for both of you where the balance will be uneven and you will still be friends and it will not be unhealthy and they will not be abusive. life is not meant to be an endless prioritization of our own comfort if it was we would literally never get anywhere ever. jesus.
#THANK YOU#JESUS CHRIST#so tired of ppl abandoning me once i'm not perfect anymore#which created this crippling fear that i always have to be Good#and Cheerful#and Giving#and Perfect#and can never accept help ever or i'm selfish and they're gonna leave me for being too needy#man is today vent day or something#i keep venting in the tags this isn't even my main blog anymore.#but masking as cheerful is literally so draining#pretending to care#when i rly don't... i'm tired#it's healing time once and for all
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this is going to sound like such a little sibling ass take but i genuinely believe that being a little bit annoying is actually a greater sign of maturity and self awareness than being universally likeable and on good terms with everyone
#enneagram 9 things huh#stop calling me out :/#i'm WORKING ON IT#it's not even that everyone needs to like me but that being cut off from others#terrifies me#i don't wanna be alone and outcasted again#the easiest way to avoid that is to just#not have any sharp edges#have no opinions on stuff bc i refuse to lie but i also refuse to put myself in the crossfire of ppl's emotional turmoil they take out on#others#especially when ppl tell u to kill urself#or act like ur evil irredeemable scum#if u dont agree with them on some big issue#it's ptsd and the fear of being cut off from everyone else#Again
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Lillies and Dahlias (Itacest fluff drabble)
Rating: General
Word Count: 341
Genre: FLUFF
Pairing: North Italy/South Italy
AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44484976
Summary: Lovino buys a bouquet of lillies and dahlias. Feliciano is delighted.
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They were flowers. Just flowers. Nothing special. Nothing fancy. Definitely nothing worth the spectacle.
Feliciano grasped the bouquet, all doe-eyed and sparkly, nose buried in the arrangement. He inhaled. A yellow lily rested against his forehead; a skinny leaf clipped his nose; an ivory dahlia drifted over his lips.
“Alright,” Lovino said, “I know you’re happy, but don’t eat the damn things.”
“I’m not!” Feliciano trilled—
—a leaf violated his parted lips. He jolted, sputtering, whacking the air and narrowly the bouquet. One dahlia’s stem bowed, then rose back to shape. A smattering of petals drifted to the floor. Feliciano pouted—doe-eyed without the sparkle—like his attacker wasn’t leafy and green and could feel guilty.
He almost wrecked the bouquet, but didn’t, and Lovino could hardly contain his snicker. “Or maybe don’t let them eat you. ”
Feliciano turned. He smiled small. His eyes smiled small, soft, like wool draped over a clothesline. “I’m just so happy you bought more flowers.” He rubbed yellow petals between his fingers.
“You act like I don’t buy flowers all the time.”
“Not consistently,” Feliciano said. He pressed a kiss—small, soft—to Lovino’s cheek. “I’m going to find them a vase!”
He skipped to the kitchen. Last time Feliciano tried to set up a flower vase, he placed them in cool water. Cool. How many times had Lovino told him it was supposed to be room temperature?
“Don’t fuck it up this time!” Lovino shouted. The faucet squeaked from the other room. “Actually, wait, you’re going to fuck it up. Let me do it!”
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The bouquet sat in a glass vase on their dining room table. Feliciano assured Lovino he’d “get it right next time!” and learn to care for flowers without a toddler’s level of adult supervision. In a week, the bouquet would wilt, and in a month, Lovino would replace it.
“They really liven up the room,” Feliciano said during dinner. He spooned risotto al pomodoro into his mouth, staring fondly at the centerpiece.
Next week, Lovino decided, he would buy another.
#i dont rly use this blog anymore but#reblogs#i dont wanna rb to my new blog in case the antis hate on me lol#torn between hiding my ship and saying fuck it#anyway READ MY WRITING
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seeing my feed on here for the first time in over a year is crazy
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being exposed to this mindset growing up literally traumatized me
i am not exaggerating and i will not go into detail to avoid triggering myself
this shit is fucking traumatic and no different from the shame organized religion instills in you
except also in this case it makes you terrified of anyone being attracted to you, esp men bc they act like mens attraction is especially inherently perverse
so gee i wonder why so many ppl (especially afabs) are uncomfortable with their bodies now and only enjoy sexuality in fiction where its safe and you arent involved
i feel like there’s a trend i’m seeing, esp in online queer spaces, of being, like, oddly against the idea of people being attracted to each other
like I’ve been seeing the word “sexualization” tossed around to mean sexual attraction and framed as a bad and disrespectful, bordering on nonconsensual, thing.
recently in a sapphic group I’m in, a teenage lesbian mentioned that she’s attracted to her friend and and keeps getting distracted by her boobs. she was immediately dragged by dozens of grown ass adults telling her this was gross and inappropriate
it would have been one thing to tell her not to stare (she already wasn’t tho tbh), but the general gist of the comments was that seeing someone’s body and feeling attraction is *inherently* inappropriate and unethical
it’s totally fine to be attracted to someone. and you know what, a lot of people like boobs and that’s also fine
basically i just keep seeing stuff cropping up in the queer community with the message that sexual (and i guess now romantic?) desire is bad
and that’s uhhh what’s the word, fucked
on the other hand people are chill with tinder and hooking up and there are a ton of “normalize having sex with your friends!!” posts
people are cool with sex but they are not ok with desire
tinder, i think, feels fine because it’s really not about attraction. it’s about fulfilling a general need for sex and isn’t about the person at all.
being attracted to someone, though — looking at or thinking about a specific person who’s already in your life and wanting to have sex with them — that’s what it seems a lot of people aren’t ok with
there’s a level on which i get it. the person is just existing, they didn’t specifically and intentionally put themselves in a space for sexuality like tinder
but, y’all.
this is how attraction works. you spend time with people, you do things alongside them, you get to know them… and maybe you start thinking they’re hot. maybe you want to fuck them or kiss them. this is literally so totally fucking fine.
the thing that’s disrespectful is when you actually do shitty stuff! don’t say vulgar things to them. respect their boundaries. don’t make them uncomfortable. if you approach them for sex or dating and they say no, accept that. etc
but there’s literally nothing wrong with wanting to fuck someone or wanting to date someone.
#i never experienced csa but i still have sexual trauma from this shit#i used to be all abt freedom for kids but no#stay off the internet until ur at least 13 pls#its not that u arent mature enough or that its a punishment but ur mind is still growing so its more perceptible to trauma from ppls hate#pls stay safe even adults can be traumatized online#honestly id argue be 15 at least for tumblr#this place is toxic as fuck#pls stay safe this stuff can affect u into ur adulthood its not worth it i promise
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shout out to the literal fan fiction happening a few blocks from my apartment. there has been this halal meat market on the corner for like 19 years that the owner’s son just inherited and directly across the street this woman opened a kosher grocery store and since day one they’ve had this very friendly fake rivalry, playing it up for the customers, it’s always been super goofy and light hearted. so turns out last night she proposed in the middle of the afternoon rush in the meat market and he said YES and she’s moving her store to the adjacent empty storefront on the left so they can have a JOINT GROCERY STORE it is so fucking cute I wish them the happiest marriage ever
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catch me blushing under this blind girl's gaze 😶😶😶
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this bitch just appeared in my dream last night
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i post for the girls who were lonely and isolated during peak social developmental years
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Arthur Kirkland visits his new fur trapper colony only to find this feral thing hiding in the bushes behind his log cabin
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