My dearest Sonic,
Oh, how I wish to speak with you, just one more time.
Though I acknowledge that these letters may never grace your sight again, I trust you would find comfort in this solace that grows within me as I pen the emotions weighing upon my heart.
This realm of ink and paper lets me safely release these feelings, allowing them to flutter and soar like wondrous butterflies.
It grants me that of closure, knowing that these words serve as a testament to the love and memories we once shared, tenderly preserved within these pages.
I am forever changed by the mark you left on my soul.
In this continued act of writing, I find myself ever more connected to the essence of your being, as though you were gently guiding my pen with the touch of a noble hand.
I cherish the memories we created, holding them close as if they threaten to slip away with the passage of time.
Slowly, I'm learning to draw strength from these memories we shared.
Despite the void you left seeming insurmountable, it is an endearing reminder that life can be as cruel as it is beautiful.
This loss is a shadow that clings to my every step, a constant reminder of the emptiness that haunts our once vibrant world, an ache that refuses to fade with time.
Still, even in the depths of my loss, your essence remains an ethereal beacon, guiding my path as I journey through this world without you.
Oh, Sonic, how I long for the sound of your laughter, the warmth of your embrace, and the unwavering courage that defined you.
In your absence, I find myself adrift in a restless sea of grief.
On these long nights, I whisper your name, praying that somehow, you can hear me across the realms that separate us.
I cling to the belief that love transcends time and space, and one day, our souls shall reunite in the embrace of eternity.
But for now, I'll allow the weight of losing you to envelop me for a while longer.
Forever missing you,
Lancelot.
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just a little update !!
been kind of on and off this past week because things have been busy (and i've just been too tired bfjshf 🥲). i'm not sure how this week will look but i'm hoping to get some reading done and a bit of writing too!! (currently working on: gym toji for my start of the year event).
i've been feeling a bit meh with my writing lately, but i'm trying to write through it 🥹 in the meantime, i finally got my custom theme working again!! it gives a more complete search when you look through tags, so if you're interested in some fic recs, you can look through my tags page for reference hehe.
that is all!! i hope everyone has a lovely week ahead 🥹
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we are so back
Summary
The golden days of the Supers have been gone for 15 years now, but Kaveh Ksharewar, also known as the incredible superhero Paradizer in disguise, still hasn’t acclimated to civilian life. After all, he’s always believed he’s meant for more than just a dead-end job. So when he receives a mysterious offer—a chance to relive the good old days, even if it’s against the wishes of his family and husband—how is he to turn it down?
Chapter 1/17
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how and why is there discourse about whether or not certain queer identities exist/if people should be allowed(???) to use them. why is "people know their own identity better than you ever could, and they're the only one who get a say on what they are" such a tough concept to grasp
i think if you find yourself offended by the label someone uses (especially if they're a stranger) or think it invalidates your own, it's a good idea to look inside yourself and question why that may be. more often than not, it's a result of insecurity or uncertainty of your own identity (or many other things, but i won't make a whole list here). whatever reason it is, until you resolve it, you shouldn't take it out on people for having an identity you don't understand
many have said it before but it's worth saying over and over. infighting only helps our oppressors. conservatives don't care if you're a cis gay or a xenogender aegosexual aplatonic lesbian, they hate all of us either way. trying to fit in by going for people who are easier targets for them isn't gonna help you, it'll just alienate you from your own community, and you're never gonna please them. the momentary rush you get from hearing you're not like "one of /those/ gay people" is not worth it and is gonna do more harm in the long run, i assure you
also, it is important to me to say this, but having some less than nice kneejerk reaction caused by confusion about an identity you don't understand doesn't mean you're a bad person or anything. as long as you aren't mean to that person, and you take a second to think smth along the lines of "wait a minute, this isn't any of my business" after having said reaction, you're good 👍 a lot of reflexive reactions we have to things are ingrained into us simply by. well. living in a society 🤡 and you're not terrible for having those thoughts. it's your actions that matter, and your second thought (the "wait, why did i just think that?") is more defining of your actual character and morals than your reflex. i know that having thoughts like this, even tho they're unwanted, can very easily make one spiral, so it's important to me that whoever needs to hear this knows this doesn't make you a bad person 🙏 you're good, keep taking actions to be good, accept other people even if you don't understand them, and you're on the right track :)
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goodmorning. thinking. Hm. I Dont know like obviously Vltron was terrible and I have terrible terrible memories and a Bad period of my life associated with it but also like. It being taken off of Netflix and just kind of wiped off the face of the earth is like. That's still bad. Right. It Was Bad but shouldn't we still like. The Preservation of Media. Right. I don't think anything should be gone forever . I don't know
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See you in a few hours, I'll let Mui keep an eye on the blog in the meantime ( ◜‿◝ )♡
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