ok i drew this before even joining Tumblr so I've excluded some wonderful people I absolutely wasn't expecting to meet on this amazing blessed site 😭😭😭😭😭 PLS FORGIVE ME FRIENDS I HOPE THE MOUNTAIN OF STUPID BN DOODLES HAS FILLED YOU UP NICELY 😭😭😭
MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU BRILLIANT PEOPLE :-DDD I'M SO HAPPY I MET YOU ALL AND I'M HAVING SUCH A BLAST!!!
Obsessing over these silly little people and creating so many amazing fanfictions and arts together is truly such a miracle for me 😭😭I am having so much endless fun, I would never expect to find such a warm and welcoming community and just be brought inside with open arms!
Thank you for being so kind and pushing me to create what I love with such enthusiasm and support, I am forever grateful I met you all!!!!!! 😭😭😭
@sunnyhoneyshimmermagic @kuddle-kittens @daphnesdoodlebug @the-deformed-snowman
You are all so insanely funny, kind and most of all creative!!! I don't wanna sound like a broken record but it's such a blessing I stumbled upon you all 😭😭😭😭Just so much love from the bottom of my heart....!!!
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👀 What are the censored ones
HOW DO YOU MAKE THE FONT BIG ON ASKS?!?!?!
Anyway um
The first azris one is a surprise for @iftheshoef1tz
The second one I'm hiding from my bestie @acourtofladydeath because it's for my secret blog <3 <3 <3
The third one is a secret @erisweekofficial thing
The blue one that's wholly redacted is also secret blog material
The last one is a project that may never get released LOL
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Today someone asked a question about a detail in my fic on a discord server, and before I could respond someone else replied with both the exact minor detail in question and my specific reasoning for it. 100% accurate.
I feel so appreciated
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Positive vent!!! :D
I reopened my diary from before. I wrote it in through the ages 12-15. I wanted a physical diary to write in for a while just to make myself feel like I’m doing SOMETHING, and boy am I glad I did that. I ended up reading snippets of my past entries. And I know my memory issues mean I don’t remember much from my past at all, but regardless, I used to be SO dramatic. Apparently I used to also think I have ADHD. So people now aren’t just springing it on me, I actually used to think so to. I also used to think that I’m a teen genius because of some IQ tests I’d done online. HUZZAH! /s
Anyway, I discovered a lot. I discovered how bad my mental health was in the past and I discovered how distorted my view was of everything. I was genuinely convinced my parents didn’t care about my feelings. Like, I GENUINELY used to think that. As a teenager. I was convinced that I’d be misunderstood my entire life and it was never going to change for me. I GENUINELY thought this stuff. And look at me now. I’m so loved, and I’m so cared for, and I KNOW it. I have friends that love me and I have mutuals and anons on here that are proud of me. Today I got an anon ask saying I’m doing a good job and let me tell you, after hours of sitting in bed staring into space unable to feel a single emotion flit though my brain, I literally got emotional and formed tears. There are so many people rooting for me. My life has already changed so damn much in the past 3 years. I’ve grown as a person and I’ve learnt so much about myself and about people. Right now I’m worried sick for the future but after reading my past entries, I realized I don’t have to be so worried. Things just will end up working out, even if I’m not expecting it. One way or the other, I’ll have reasons to live. I’ll have things to do. I know it now. And the notes game that did where you guys got me 1200 notes? I still haven’t finished magnetic fields. For days I’ve done nothing. But I think I’m going to be doing things again. It’s so weird that reading past accounts of my suffering has motivated me so much more than literally anything else in the past few days. It might also have been the loud music I listened to this morning just so I could feel something. I know myself so much better than I used to. Things are going to be okay. :)
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I hope all my Swifties out there are doing okay today. I love you. You are heard. You are seen.
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☆彡 welcome home 196 refugees ☆彡
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If anyone wants to be friends on Discord, I'm qveenofthefullmoon on there too!!
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in this new year I want you to be alright. I hope you move out. I hope you have enough money to feel safe. I hope you abandon shame and forgive yourself. I hope you get enough sleep and some good news. I hope you laugh a lot and the heaviness of the world eases a bit. I wish you to be alright.
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I hate panic so much
I feel like I'm dying and I know logically that it's only bc I missed my night meds but I feel like I'm exploding at the seams
No point just got to ride it out
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it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.
anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."
just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.
i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.
when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.
but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.
i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?
most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.
now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.
and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.
go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.
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