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#I am allowed to have a boundary
imperiuswrecked · 2 years
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I've only ever asked 2 former online friends to not contact me after I wanted to go our separate ways due to irreconcilable differences and the first one circumvented my blocks at least 3 or 4 times to talk to me including sending me emails from 2 different email addresses after I refused to speak with them on tumblr/twitter/discord and each time I told them to leave me alone, that took place over a period of weeks.
The second one made a burner account to talk to me after I publicly asked them not to. I'm done talking. I'm done listening. I am allowed to restrict access to my person, my time, my emotions, my own mental health.
People need to respect boundaries others set down.
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stupid-elf · 4 months
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Growing up with strict, neurodivergent parents while neurodivergent yourself will have you as an adult acting like you've recently escaped the feywild. What are the tricky rules? Is everything accounted for? How do I ensure I don't accidentally step over the line into Impoliteness. You know the consequences aren't death and dismemberment but you might look down one day and find you've lost your shadow and all of your friends if you're not careful
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knifearo · 4 months
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everybody! quick! tell me what aro joy means to you <2
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magnusbae · 1 year
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shaking at 5am, spent the past two days getting back into obikin, reading a 50k fic, drawing for 12 hours, talking to any soul that would listen— and now writing this snip of hurt/comfort— ObiKin 506w 😭😭😭
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Obi-Wan is used to Anakin asking for more than a Padawan should, more than a Jedi-Knight, more than a Jedi should, period.
There would be times Anakin pushes the boundaries between them, providing the most bizarre excuses for his inappropriate behaviour, excuses to which Obi-Wan has a hard time not replying with 'Really Anakin, this?' excuses Obi-Wan still accepts, accepts and pretends to understand. Excuses he needs to preserve his own integrity as a Jedi while still giving Anakin what he wants, what he needs.
Sometimes, Anakin says nothing.
Sometimes there's no clever excuses or witty jokes. Sometimes, Anakin is silent, sometimes, Anakin just takes what he wants, what he needs.
Obi-Wan always gives, never rejects Anakin when he truly needs it.
And tonight, weary from endless battles, with the blood of hundreds on his lightsaber, Anakin needs it.
So when Anakin crawls into Obi-Wan's bed, smelling of smoke and blood, unshowered and filthy- he says nothing.
Obi-Wan doesn't so much stir, allowing the boy-turned-man, wrap his strong arms around him, doesn't even flinch when Anakin squeezes so tight it's crossing the uncomfortable into the painful rather swiftly.
Obi-Wan allows it. Allows Anakin to bury his face in his nape, allows the ragged inhales, allows the seeking, desperate feeling of Anakin's force signature against his own— but when Anakin shakes with it, with the burden he carries, Obi-Wan cannot pretend to miss it.
"Oh, dear one" he says, voice quiet, saddened. He shifts, and Anakin freezes, his hold loosening immediately. Anakin couldn't have missed that he was awake, of course he didn't. He simply didn't expect Obi-Wan to acknowdlge what he was doing, didn't expect him to...
"Come here," Obi-Wan says, turning fully, facing Anakin in the darkness of the room, lifting an arm and creating a space for Anakin to get into. If he chooses to, that is.
Anakin doesn't even pretend to consider it. He launches forward like a starved thing, desperate for warmth and acceptance, needing it in ways that are being his ability to hide, to mask.
"Master—" the sound of his voice is torn, borderline inhuman. "Master..." he chokes, more quietly, more ragged.
Anakin's shoulders shake with it, and if Obi-Wan feels wetness at his neck, he would never speak of it to a living soul.
"I know" Obi-Wan whispers, wrapping his arm securely about his once-Padawan, pulling him flat against himself, his free hand at the back of his head. "I know." he repeats, soothing him, stroking at his hair with patience, with care.
"I'm here." He breathes out, eyes closed.
This war is rough on this one. Regardless of his natural talent and skill, despite his bravado and cockiness. It's rough on him.
On all of them.
"Sleep, Anakin." he murmurs once the shaking finally subsides "It's okay you sleep" he speaks on, knowing Anakin hardly pays attention to the words anymore, only the tone matters. "Sleep, dear one" he says into his hair, smelling the death in it and inhaling anyways.
Anakin sleeps, despite it all, he does.
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lollytea · 2 months
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Just watched mutant mayhem and Leo and April remind me of hunlow
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gayamulet · 1 month
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Idk what it is about a craft fair/con/something with a table between me and the other person that is so socially cleansing, and idk how to process that. Whether its a good or bad thing or anything at all. But I can stress about these tiny, tiny events for weeks and then they happen and my shoulders are so loose and I'm in better shape for a work week than I ever was if I had had a regular weekend socializing in a more personal capacity (if it all).
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peppermintmochafem · 4 months
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Diary entry/ vent update ♡
I got many peppermint mochas today and am wearing a big cozy sweater and watching reality tv. Thank you soooo much for all the anonnies and mooties give me comfort and reminding me to take care of myself 💐💐💐💐
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aro-culture-is · 2 years
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Aro culture is shipping your friends to annoy them and being invulnerable because they know you're aro >:)
anyone who does this - please please please make sure, via a private convo with you and each friend, that they are actually okay with this. i've known plenty of people of all orientations who are genuinely very uncomfortable with being irl shipped, and i encourage everyone to consider the line between annoyed (affectionate) and annoyed (upset).
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baeshijima · 1 year
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GUESS WHOS OFFICIALLY GOING TO UNIVERSITY AND STUDYING PSYCHOLOGY DESPITE HER ABSOLUTE ABOMINATION OF AN A-LEVELS???
me 🫡
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ardenssolis · 1 year
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[FDSFSDFS random story time but there was a time forever ago where I debated being singleship because when I first came on tumblr 5000 yrs ago when the rpc was small and everyone was pretty much figuring out how to do things on here (i.e, giant icons, hatred towards small text -- when you know you know--), I remember trying out multiship for the veeeery first time. I was learning what my boundaries were and things, and I shipped with someone pretty quickly like in a week's time because our muses clicked and they seemed like a nice mun. They were like, "oh my muse is really attached to yours so I don't plan on shipping with any other muse like yours. But you can ship with other versions of my muse if you want! This is just on my end!" Seemed pretty great. No drama whatsoever -- OR SO I THOUGHT. The moment I started shipping with a friend of mine that had the same muse, that's when the jealousy came in and that's when I began to really see what kind of person I had started shipping with. Even trying to balance and keep things fair between them both, that wasn't enough for them.
I was very passive and a pushover, unfortunately, back then, and so they guilted me and made me feel as if I had done something wrong while simultaneously saying that it was fine and I stayed with it. But they would give these little remarks every now and then and make me feel so bad that I became really anxious and scared to reply to my friend whenever they were around. Eventually I cut things off with them completely and was glad I did since it wasn't just me who had an issue with them and they had a history of doing this to other people both in that fandom and when they moved outside of it. BUT IT TRAUMATIZED ME FOR A GOOD WHILE. I was legitimately scared of multiship and thankfully had really good friends that helped me get comfortable with it again / realize where my boundaries were and where to set the bar.]
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boundinparchment · 7 months
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the only thing keeping me sane when it comes to fandom are:
the people and fellow creators who acknowledge the bullshit, sit on the porch with me and bitch about it. Meanwhile we also share things we do like and enjoy each other’s company💕
the polite and patient folks who sit on the stoop during story hour (fic updates)
because tbh everything else about fandom barely feels worth the time, energy, and headaches
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bladesalvation · 7 months
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Ya'll saw my yelling on my canon, I won't bother posting here because Gortash has double the followers this account has and that's pretty telling lol
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collegeoflore · 3 days
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i do deeply hate the new spawn!astarion dialogue after u fuck mizora btw. the original dialogue will always be canon to meeeee
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pitsommelier · 2 months
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i’m seeing relatives in a few days and they have a tendency to ask if i’ve made any new friends because i’ve moved to a new city but also i’m bad at socialising in general and i’m trying to figure out how to tell them that my best friend in the new city is a cat
#he’s my beautiful boy#he has brought me more joy than i have felt in weeks#i don’t want to rush into anything but if the person who wants to adopt him isn’t able to then. i am looking actively#my building doesn’t allow animals but i’d see what i could do because having a motivation to get out of bed is nice#usually it’s class or work as my motivation but that is making me burn out faster than a match lit at both ends so#earl might be my saving grace here#my mum is like ‘you’ll meet people who you’re comfortable with you just have to take the step to meet people’ and like. yeah true#but i also have the social battery of a flea and am just not good at socialising in general unless it’s with authority figures#but Earl is nice. hanging out with him i mean#his body language means he communicates boundaries easily and he loves just sitting and hanging out and there’s no pressure to say the right#thing or have the right body language or facial expression or worry about emoting correctly#other than keeping my body relaxed and slow blinking at him when he looks at me#(he’s started slow blinking back and i’m so excited)#i don’t have to do anything else#he’s my little buddy#i am just incredibly burnt out and don’t really have human friends here that don’t take my energy to hang out with#(like i have friends in the building but they like to drop a lot of their shit on me and we’re not close so i especially can’t handle it)#so having a companion who doesn’t drain my spoons to be around is really nice#did i cry over this today? yes.#earl the grey
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bunnyboy-juice · 2 months
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;~;
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