#sorry I’m emotional

[hardtofindneuro]

to all the queer people that have come out, or haven’t, and have been invalidated in any way shape or form, you are so valid. you have a support system here, and i’m sure other places as well. you just need to find it. don’t let anyone try to tell you who you are.

being in this community has allowed me to better understand my sexuality & come to terms with it. i love being neuro because i can be me, and know i wont be judged for who i am or am not attracted to. i know that when i say im aroace here, ill get support instead of get a half-hearted “you’ll get married someday, you’re just not ready” or “you like men, it’s just your lifestyle.” i know that if something changes with my sexuality, that is welcome here, too. i dont have to make any definitive decision on my sexuality to be welcomed by this community, and that’s just one reason to love it.

i find support and love and an outlet here. and so many amazing friends that welcome me and support my decisions. so thank you all for being here and fuck anyone who thinks it’s ok to invalidate someone’s sexuality.

coming out is not easy. frankly, it feels impossible to even say the words to my mom. imagine being dream and coming out to millions, to get belittled and shit on and invalidated. i’m so proud of dream and any other person that has come out to the world, or to their parents, or their best friend, or maybe just to themselves. it’s a process, a hard one, and any small step is something to be proud of.

a huge thanks to dream for not only creating a space for us, but for setting an example, and sticking around when the internet has done nothing but tear him down. for being kind to a world that is less than kind back. and thanks to all of you that are still here, rebuilding our safe space. thank you.

[radiohead-spiderman]

Lily loved Harry so much, Harry loved his mother so much, throughout the books we get glimpses of Harry searching for something in himself with his mother’s traits, every “you have your mother’s eyes” is never met with a tired sigh or growing resentment. Harry wanted a mother, he needed his mother, he was repeatedly told that he had his mother’s eyes but usually people don’t look farther than that, contrary to popular belief, Harry took more after Lily than he did James, but, the phrase “you have your mother’s eyes” at surface level is an observation of someone’s eyes, obviously, but take into account that the “eyes are the window to the soul”, with everything we know about Harry and his likeness to Lily, we can say that at least a few people meant just that, ie; Remus, Slughorn, Snape, when Harry’s told that he has his mother’s eyes, it’s deeper than him having the same green irises as his mother, it’s deeper than Harry having the same shape of eyes and same shine in them when the sun hit them just right, he’s being told that he is just like his mother, that he not only has her eyes, but he has the same glint in them as his mother did.

Throughout the book, Harry tried to find connections with his parents, a lot of the times it was James sure, however, it was Lily, that he tried time and time again to find, and, he did.

In Deathly Hallows, while looking at the letter that Lily had sent to Sirius, Harry had noticed a few vital things, his mother wrote g’s the same way he did, he had examined every single letter, this was his mother, his mother who was talking about her son, talking about him, and they shared similar hand writing, Harry had examined the letters not only because he wanted to match the similarities to his own hand writing, but also because it was proof that Lily had lived, that Lily Evans Potter had lived and experienced life, he had just not been apart of it.

[prettyboywoll]

I just wanted to take a moment to express my gratitude to you all. I don't think I've ever told you how much you all mean to me. Every day, I wake up feeling grateful for the wonderful people in my life - and that includes you guys. You are such an important part of my life, and I truly believe that without you guys, my life would be incomplete. Your constant support, love, and encouragement have helped me get through some tough times, and for that, I will always be grateful.

I just wanted to say thank you for being there for me, for always listening when I need to talk, and for never judging me. It means the world to me to have such amazing friends in my life. You guys bring so much joy and positivity into my life, and I cannot thank you enough for that.

So once again, thank you, thank you, thank you. I love you all so much, and I hope you know how much you mean to me.

- A♡

[ari-kari]

long (positive) ramble ahead

so that last post I reblogged inspired me to find my old tumblr (you don’t wanna know how many “reset password” emails I just sent) and for obvious reasons i was pretty excited. this was basically a time capsule from 10 years ago - which meant a treasure trove of the cringiest shit known to man, ready to be catalogued and stored. i logged on fully expecting to be burying my face in my hands with secondhand embarrassment every two seconds.

instead I found…myself.

like, it obviously wasn’t completely devoid of cringe. i had this weird obsession with respectability politics, and kept reblogging selfies from pretty mutuals with way too many heart emojis in the tags, and in general seemed incapable of taking a selfie without looking like a deer in headlights. all of these are things I am happy to leave in the past.

but like…the rest of it is me. the humor, the values, the soul - all me. and it makes me sad. because the other thing that was different back then is that - even before mental illness - this kid absolutely, unequivocally hated herself. she was genuinely convinced that she was some sort of fallen alien, hopelessly removed from the rest of the world. and you can see it in every needless apology and self-deprecating joke.

anyways; sorry I went to dunk on you, little Ari. I think you’re cool, and intelligent, and surprisingly funny. You probably don’t think you’re worth much more than the services you provide to others, but I can assure you that you’re dead wrong. And while I wish you’d been a little less thirsty on main, I know that it was the only way you knew how to tell a pretty girl you liked her. I wish I could tell you how many pretty girls secretly liked you back, even then 💕

anyways here’s the baby. still learning her angles, but I think she’s cute. wish she knew it too.

[monkeychief1904]

Okay I just really wanna talk about this one part of MatPat’s goodbye video. Cause oh god I wasn’t ready for it. (This post is a bit bittersweet) (sorry I don’t normally post stuff like this)

Particularly this clip:

Look, I know matpat is making an analogy and he’s placing himself as the “grandpa” in this scenario but. I lost my papa when I was a kid. I was like 9-10. Hearing someone tell you that “the love that he has for you, it doesn’t go away,” and about how much “he cherishes being a part of f your life” and watching you grow up, just absolutely broke me. I miss my grandpa so much and I loved him a lot. This was so nice and so sad to hear at the same time because, I’ll never get to see him again. hell I’m the ONLY grandchild who really remembers him, and still it’s fuzzy. This reminder that he’d be proud of me that his love is still there was something I wasn’t expecting from this video. Im glad I got to hear it.

So I’ll end with this. Call your grandparents, tell them you love them.

[lemonaddi]

DOCTOR WHO TUMBLR HOW ARE WE FEELING TONIGHT????

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

As a fanfic writer, or any kind of writer, the biggest compliment, at least in my opinion, is hearing that our stories resonated with someone.

(Tw for mention of alcoholism)

Part of me was hesitant to post Broken Bottles From Apartment 2, because I’m not personally an alcoholic, so I was worried I didn’t have the right to tell OJV Tweek’s story. It’s part of the reason that half the chapters are from Kyle’s perspective, as someone who has an outside point of view. This story meant a lot to me, because recovery, whatever it’s from, means a lot to me. I’ve seen people in my life heal from the pull of a bottle, and it’s incredible to me, so I can only imagine how incredible it is for the person actually experiencing that healing.

What I’m getting at:

Recently I had someone comment on that story saying how much it meant to them as someone six years sober. I cried. (And CONGRATS SERIOUSLY)

Y’all, I know I fuck around, write my stupid little WhumpShots, but ultimately we all write because we have a story to tell, whether that’s our own or someone else’s.

[sulpheoric]

thinbking about urahara shoten during tybw again.. wonder if tessai has to convince ururu and jinta that kisuke’ll come back safe.. wonder if he has to tell them that kisuke will help stop yhwach from destroying all three worlds.. wonder if ururu, being spiritually sensitive as she is, has nightmares about the war and seeing the people she’s come to know as friends and family almost die :(

[hardtofindneuro]

i finally posted a fic! i’m excited and the support has been so amazing, and very encouraging. i talked about this in my authors note but kind of wanted to talk about it here too:)

things are hard for me rn 🤷🏻‍♀️ i’m going through a lot, personally and professionally. i’ve been super busy and it’s been hard to find even five minutes to just sit and relax.

the very little bit of time i’ve had to write, i’ve mostly stared blankly at my computer. it’s not a lack of ideas but more a lack of words. it’s been hard to want to create when it could be received so poorly. people are very mean and cruel, i knew that, but i’ve never been as discouraged as i was in january.

i was at a point that i was crying when i saw a picture of george :( which is so so devastating to me. i didn’t want to write, i didn’t want to do anything. i had no interest in being here. now, sure it’s only 2 months later, but i can look back at love you always and be extremely proud. that is one of my favorite works and im not sure i’ll ever write anything that tops that.

i’m tired. i’m frustrated that i can’t get myself to write, when i was writing 5k a day just a few months ago.

and then i wrote going through the motions, and that helped. i realized that writing about my personal experiences is what i’ve always done, so ill keep doing that. how am i meant to write fluff and romance when i can barely keep myself standing?

i’m ready to get back into things but want to work on what i want to, not what i think people want.

“it’s hard to put energy into things when you don’t even have enough for yourself” - this is directly from my fic, yes, which is directly quoted from shiver. when i decided i wanted to write again, i couldn’t stop beating myself up over the fact that i couldn’t get anything done.

i’m working on it, i’ll get there.

another thank you to shiver. this girl literally is the only reason i’m here. she’s the one who convinced me to start writing last year, and has pushed me to keep going, and gotten me back on my feet (even though i’m still a little wobbly). i’m sure yall are sick of me talking about her, but seriously. if you had a shiver, you’d be talking about her too. love you.

[clericalsidhe]

hi I hope you know how much this meant to me. I literally started crying 🥲

[chewwypepsicola]

ANYONE TALK TO ME ABOUT GILDEDGUY I JUST CAUGHT UP ITS SO GOOD

[pizzacrustdisposal]

Peepaw, did you know that I actually regard you as quite cool? Because I do, you are cool

i just got my ass kicked by a puppy

[enluv]

stray kids i love you

[josiebelladonna]

be me, just sitting here drawing and listening to music, and tyler by the toadies comes on shuffle.

and you think about that chapter in souls of black, nathan, specifically when sam’s walking down the side of the road and alex rolls up behind her, and he gets her into the car and he drives her home to her mom’s place, and it kind of brings a tear to your eye.

chuck took her to a show, eric to where cliff’s ashes are spread, greg to the coast, louie back to the house in elsinore, but alex took her home. he took her home.

[thealchemyfreak]

Seeing how many people actually love how I write Edward makes me confident in myself and I love that?? I looked back on posts from when I was most active and I remember how many people got excited seeing me online and love how I write my son and I just feel at ease and happy and it makes me realize just how much I missed writing him.

[astearisms]

fionna and cake drawings before and after watching the episodes so far. it’s nostalgic and somehow cathartic and poignant and relatable and—it just started