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Y'know I think things actually got better :D

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ADHD be damned, this girl can create stories like an ancient wandering poet no problem

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I've been searching for drarry fics and there's one specifically that disappeared on me?? So like they both go back in time and it's from Harry's pov,, something happens with the quidditch world cup where they work together to stop Lucius, they learn to rely on each other, etc.

Help please 😭🙏🏼 I know it's not much but it's SO specific and I read it so long ago

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I have to delete all the poetry I made for you, which you once loved reading.

There is so much I've written.

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And it was in fact there for a reason, as what I was worried about came to pass

I don't know what I'd do without my emotional-support sense of impending doom

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Why send drunk texts when I can yell into the Tumblr abyss instead

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I don't know what I'd do without my emotional-support sense of impending doom

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The influence is undering

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I'm back on the Mitski drive, so you know what that means!

I've fallen back into a depressive state with no end in sight 😊

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This may be a hot take but I'd like to speak my peace

I don't ship Frodo and Sam. I really just can't see it.

*Just to be clear, you can ship whoever you want within the realm of reason, I just want to share my confusion on the conclusion a lot of people have gotten to since I can't personally find that perspective*

I haven't read Lotr yet, but so much of this shipping context is derived from the films so I think I'm safe to say that they (the actors and writing) don't at all act with romantic subtext.

Throughout all of the films Frodo and Sam's relationship is very much that of close friends who bond differently during the journey due to dependency on each other and hardships.

Sam is the closest person to Frodo through this intense burden and psychological/moral turmoil. Sam carries our boy to the mountain because he's been with Frodo the entire journey from start to end, and has seen the toll it has taken on him. He carries Frodo with an air of camaraderie, loyalty, care, and emotional strength.

Anyhow, the fact that Sam and Frodo don't exist in a romantic context together is cinematically supported, and I can't find it at all in the way that the actors portrayed them or even in dialogue.

Personally (and you can metaphorically sue me for this if you want) i have one specific friendship of my own that I very much see in Frodo and Sam when I watch The Lord of the rings trilogy, and this is my lifelong friend and platonic soulmate. We tried to see if dating was for us since everyone said we should and it didn't feel right on either side (this was middle school, mind you, and now we're in college).

I see our friendship and our type of platonic love in Frodo and Sam because of the sheer amount of obvious love for one another present without any romantic influence between the two.

And, I also see the crowd calling for queer romance just because of two same gendered friends with a deep bond. To me it looks like people have blatantly ignored a prime example of positive and strong friendship between two men in favor of the ever present gay-ship fandom fodder. It also is concerning as I see women primarily vouching for this ship specifically.

Mind you, I am a queer woman, and I have a multitude of queer ships that I'm a fan of, including mlm (like merthur, which is my personal favorite). I just can't see what others are seeing when it comes down to Sam and Frodo's relationship type.

Frodo loves Sam, and Sam loves Frodo, this much isn't even up for discussion, but it's important to distinguish between the love you share with a friend and the love you feel for a romantic partner.

It's very clear that Sam loves Rosie, as we Begin the trilogy with Sam admiring Rosie from afar and Frodo encouraging him to be a little bit more brave. We end this series with Sam marrying Rosie and Frodo is happy for him. Frodo himself is depressed because of how the journey changed him and his perspective of the life he once had, which is unrelated to the fact that Sam found happiness and he couldn't after the shared journey.

Again this is just an opinion, and also kind of a vent post in a way. I really just don't understand how this conclusion is so popular. People are bound to get to a conclusion of shipping two characters that don't really mix in a fandom, I know that to be very true. It's just strange that this one is so popular, since it's got such little usable context to support the ship with.

I'd love to know what others think tbh

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A CALL FOR HELP TO ALL ARMOR AND MEDIEVAL FAIRE ENTHUSIASTS!!

Okay so I've been scouring the web for a place to buy chainmail armor or really just any armor atp with practically no success. I want vv badly to get myself a classic set of chainmail armor and I NEED to know (please T—T) where all of these lovely cosplayers are finding theirs.

That being said, I'm poor (but willing to save and spend), a full time college student with a near full time job, a primary caretaker, I have an insanely small amount of free time and energy, and I'm also not talented in textile design or able to craft anything on my own. :D

I don't have any experience in cosplay design or the like and I WANT to purchase from someone who specializes in costume and armor design because I want to fund talented people instead of indebting myself for a poorer result.

I'm located in the U.S. , far south and closer to the east coast if that helps with relevance? I'd love to know how everyone with knight armor came to be with theirs and where I can find some for myself please please please PLEASE y'all I need this

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Chronic Todd anxiety 😭🫶🏼

REAL.

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I feel like I don't look queer enough....

I just want to live the wuh luh wuh life of my dreams :(

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Personally not sure on how to respond to seeing someone you were vividly and obsessively in love with for years suddenly pop up:

1) after you were content (for well over a year and a half atp) with leaving your place in their life for the sake of healthy growth away from an uneasy one sided and unrequited infatuation of your own making, so that you might find your own love one far off day, and so that you could sit back in the audience, as opposed to being apart of their life, as a spectator who often leaves the theatre during the performance

2) And while you don't get hit with those intense feelings of love, you still feel a deep ache in your heart because you never forgot the place they will always have in your soul, and you knew that you never would anyhow

3) But while you have moved on from secretly loving them from a safe distance, that you ensured was there as a safety rail so as to not impose on them, you don't understand fully how you feel about the surprise, almost reconciling encounter

4) and you know that you didn't even want an opportunity to be with them or to love them like that again because they are happy and in love with someone, and you know that you are genuinely fulfilled by knowing they are happy, especially because it's without you

And yet.... It's a strange feeling that I can't recognize as my own. I'm almost content and simultaneously unsettled, peaceful and afraid, reminiscent and willing to forget, happy and still something else that can't be placed. It's almost like reading the resolution of a coming of age story where they didn't end up together, but the story between these two characters didn't end in a sad way, but in a diverging path way.

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Back on the grind ✋🏼🙂‍↕️

The grind being: acceptance of the Tumblr void once again

But with new interests!

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The blond bloke in the suit swallowed heavily. “I’m looking for a Mr. Gaius White.”

Merlin’s mouth twisted. “That was my great-uncle, but he passed away. I’m the shop proprietor now.” He straightened to his full height and held out his hand. “Mer—”

Blond Bloke cut him off. “I’ll need some proof of that.”

Face scrunching up in distaste, Merlin snapped, “Why? Who the hell are you, anyway?”

Reaching into his breast pocket, Blond Bloke pulled out a business card. “My firm—er, my father’s firm—handled all the business legalities for Dragon Egg Books. My father has sent me to this ridiculous backwater to ensure our association continues.”

“It’s basically a suburb, not the bloody hinterlands, you posh tosser,” Merlin muttered, looking at the card.

The bookstore Merthur AU has begun!

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Harry Potter did not go on to be an Auror.

After 18 years of bloodshed and battle, he simple didn't want it anymore.

He didn't want to see his family fall into curtains and his friends get possessed and pedestrians get slaughtered.

He no longer could bare the brute of the reliance that the world held on him. He no longer could withstand the flashing lights of wizard paparazzi and the degrading words of Rita Skeeter.

He couldn't stand being the Chosen One. The Boy Who Lived. The Hero.

He could only stand to be Harry.

Just Harry.

Harry who, after finishing his 8th year, declined the offer from the ministry to automatically become an Auror. Harry who, after taking a bit to think about it, realized he didn't know anything about himself. Harry who, after hugging everyone goodbye, took a year away from Britain and traveled the world, intent on finding out who exactly he was outside of his 'birthright'.

And it was time well spent.

He adored Quidditch, but he craved to be out playing football and trying to see how far he could kick the ball.

He devoured Treacle tart, but he found an odd obsession with pumpkin flavored desserts and an affinity for baking them.

He liked girls, but he loved boys and dated a few before heading back home.

And after that long year of travel where he thought he had learned everything about himself that there was to know, upon his return, Harry learned one more thing.

Draco Malfoy.

It had been a random Tuesday, just days after he had gotten back, when an announcement in the Daily Prophet informed him that Dracos house arrest was finally up and he could now leave the confines of Malfoy Manor.

And that had been enough. That little bit of information had had him pulling on his trainers and walking out the front door.

After a dazed trip to the Manor, one that he would never really know how he even got there, Harry had knocked on the door perhaps a tad bit too insistent.

Enter Draco.

Draco who was more pale than ever. Draco who still had the prettiest grey eyes Harry had ever seen. Draco who had tufts of snow white hair sticking up in every other direction, almost as if, even in his spare time, he loved to mock Harry.

Draco who was wearing a night robe and a tired (but slightly surprised) glare.

Oh, yeah, it was 6 a.m..

And after a sheepish apology and what was basically Harry inviting himself in for tea, they caught up with one another.

Well it was more Harry sharing his year away and Draco sharing light hearted stories about his peacocks and this one time where he was allowed to have a few people over but that didn't stop Harry from hanging onto his every word.

And then began the weekly visits.

Mostly spent at Draco's because he was still adjusting to being able to leave but Harry would gladly go where Draco wanted to be.

But then the visits became an every Saturday and Sunday.

And then a Wednesday got thrown into the mix.

And then it was an every other day.

And then Harry was at Malfoy Manor on another Tuesday, Draco actually expected him this time, and he was holding a bottle of wine.

He had been there the night before and the night before that and the night before that. Their last bottle had been demolished and it was Harry's turn to provide the alcohol.

They finished the new bottle that night.

Harry woke up in an unfamiliar bed with a heavy weight on top of his body and white hair tickling his nose.

After that morning, their visits really were no longer visits but simply two people living together.

So, no, Harry didn't fulfill his 'dream' of being an Auror.

He lived at Malfoy Manor.

He played football in their large lawn and scared the peacocks.

He baked pumpkin desserts and all their friends came over to try them.

He had a boyfriend.

He had Draco and he was Harry.

Just Harry.