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tag yourself i'm horse girl

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dragon g

g girl…

pr. ..

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Fanart of Falin Touden from Dungeon Meshi. I just finished reading it recently, incredible series.

(Psst I have prints of this available)

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I got this pretty iridescent dragon yesterday by @TheCraftyLycan (available on Etsy!) from a festival & I thought they would like to hold on to a nice hoard of dice that's as glittery as they are :)

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Sorry if this is rather deep for my tumblr, but I feel like I gotta acknowledge how much of standing on my own two feet as an adult is heavily because of efforts to re-parent myself. I'm having to develop my own 'person' for the first time -- yes, it was always there, but it was like a baby bird that couldn't fly. There was nothing broken or faulty, but it was struggling to grow past a certain point without someone taking compassion and patience on it to give it what it needed. I have had to figure out who the fuck I actually am. What actually matters to me, what that looks like, and who I want to be. I am having to restrain the overactive judging part of me all too eager to jump to not having self worth, all too prone to shame, all too susceptible to projecting impatience with other people even over minor annoyance or upsetness, and struggling to accept it from others or myself, or feel indignant when other people push past me at work that I never stand up to. I feel like I'm learning what "benefit of the doubt" and "assuming the good" actually means, and God! So much shit I'm unlearning about failure and what that means for me, about not carrying myself in a small way, about drawing boundaries with people and myself and what is owed to me and what I owe to them, and about the way people do actually tend to forgive, do tend to extend mercy, do empathize with the feeling of yearning, of honest to god earnestness at our cores. We want to be loved. I'm learning how people are, and it's been such a long time coming to even stand.up. To face the day and not succumb to fear, and take baby steps toward the vulnerability of optimism, here again not too late now that I know my life is my own to live and nobody else's unhappiness to bear. The courage of acceptance, despite the possibility of rejection and abandonment, and I just couldn't have gotten to this point without learning what I have the last six years.

Lessons learned like, "Relationships require trust that people do not intend to hurt you, and if there are issues they will communicate it if they care about you, and if you care about them, you need to not build up resentment and actually communicate with them and trust them." Things like, "You're not on such a spotlight that performance is required of you. The only thing 'asked' is to be human. People don't actually care that much to notice and trip you up over perceived failings or unmet expectations, just show up wherever you are, be you, and let it go because it doesn't actually matter that much." Things like, "The validation of other people is your only lifeline when you feel empty inside, and that's okay while you are building it. But you will forever feel empty unless you learn to inhabit the space inside you and reach out to it in kindness, because the only place and person you are left with is you, and you will forever be capable of being ruined by the abandonment of others until you accept that you are, in fact, not a creature to have mercy on, but an entire, fleshed out human being worthy of everything you desire, and you do have a lot of acceptance and beauty around you already. You have to learn to treat yourself with love, like a friend, like the human you are, like you are on your own side, to keep going and not burn out. The center you crave of finally feeling safe, and safe enough to rest, has to be built from a foundation of love inside you. You are a safe place to lie down in. You see what you wish others did, and that's enough, and when you connect with others, it is as two people recognizing how together we are in our own lives, like neighbors in our gardens rising with the day to lovingly water our flowers & give a friendly laugh to. That means do what you love, own it, forgive yourself every time, be patient like you're still learning, and trust yourself that you are doing the right thing."

So much of my life is built around the anxiety of unlovability. And I've dug so much and know so much about perfectionism, people-pleasing, spirituality, co-dependecy, anxious attachment, etc. But it all kinda revolves around a fear of aloneness and inevitable abandonment, where unconditional love, kindness, warmth, understanding, patience, forgiveness, trust, listening, remembering, etc. is what is healing me. It feels like it's finally being delivered by me, someone who finally grew up enough to be able to give it. To be the stronger person to get down on the level of a child and extend compassion. I don't know if this is how it is for anyone else. That the source of unconditional love is arriving to them from a bigger, older figure after all - them, in the future. I've spent years trying to get it from my parents, even past the point of trying but still confusingly wondering how, even still indignantly upset that it still isn't there, and I admit I am still miles away from not being triggered damn near every time I come home. But I recognize it now as an adult witnessing another adult, somebody who sees the little kid in me and says "How could you do that to them?" and will step in with responsibility. I feel grief, just as I always have before I even knew its name, but at least now there's somebody else in me too - or I am somebody else altogether than I was then, and that person knows now that it's mean. It's mean to be mean to myself and leave me all alone, not having help, or trust, or warmth, or acceptance. And there is a great kindness at least now, imperfect but there, that I deserve better from myself. I can't change or fix anybody else, but I can be kind to myself at the end of the day. I can believe in myself like child me praying to a God much kinder - all the faith I need is in myself, trying to be built on every noticeable act of kindness that I am alive each day to see the beauty in it. Even on days I wish I wasn't, there are rainbows. The older me says hey, there must've been rain, wasn't there? That means puddles. Do you wanna go find 'em?

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When I was a very suicidal trans activist in Texas, Benjamin Sisko saying “sure, you would [die for your people]. Dying gets you off the hook. The question is: are you willing to live for your people?” changed and possibly saved my life. It’s up there with “if we are going to be damned, let us be damned for who we really are” from Picard. Star Trek not only shows us a better world, it teaches us how to make it there

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new purpose

(don't tag as ship)

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my interpretation of djimon hounsou's outfit in his shoot for interview magazine <3

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unavoidable that you will be the villain in someone else's story. You will be painted in an unfavorable light. You will be the irredeemable one. and all of this will happen despite how nice you might usually be or how kind or how respectful or how warm. and you will just have to move on.

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😳

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wyll in elegant robes...

(lines-only version undercut)

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He’s kind of slaying

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throwing up laughing over this

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some of my favorite replies to this tweet. happy lesbian visibility week!

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remember a few months ago when i went off my bipolar medication and got insanely happy and felt high on life and convinced myself i dont actually have bipolar *circus noises*

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Lene (OC) by morry@MorryEvans