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Regarding the post I made last night:

I think it’s time I take my exit from the writeblr scene. I’m going to leave this blog up for a little bit longer and plan on making on a personal/fandom blog sometime soon, so if you’d like to keep up with me there, send me an ask or dm for the url!

#erin screams into the void #but also a warning: I'm not gonna be using my pen name on there lol #so if I'm going by a different name on that blog that's why

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I've been thinking.

I started drafting a re-intro post since I haven't done an intro for my blog since I very first started on writeblr and that wasn't even really a proper intro. And I thought to myself "hey, maybe re-introducing myself will give me the motivation to start being more active in the writeblr community!" because trust me, I know I'm not active. And I want to change it. For some reason, it's just really hard for me to stay consistent.

And to be frank, I'm not sure being on writeblr is what's best for me. I've never felt so much self-inflicted guilt for not worrying before, for not keeping up, for not posting and not reblogging and being active enough. And that's no one's fault but my own. But I originally joined writeblr in hopes that it would give me the motivation to stay on top of my projects, but it really hasn't. Now I just feel guiltier for not.

Writeblr is, for the most part, an amazing community. I've seen so many great writers and talked to so many great people on here. It just might not be for me, personally.

I'm not sure I want to give up this blog just yet, but I am considering it pretty heavily.

But even if I do end up deleting, I'll be rooting for you all from the sidelines!

#erin screams into the void #I'm gonna stay on tumblr no matter what though. it's a matter of pride at this point. but I'll probably make a new fandom/personal blog #complete rebranding babey!!!!

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enemies to lovers who are still pretending to be enemies for the reputation

#wip; strange sparks

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The moment Micah felt fingers carding through his hair, he knew who it was. His suspicions were confirmed when Chase spoke from next to him, settling down on the log by his side.

“What are you doing out here?”

“Same thing you are, probably.” Micah shrugged, keeping his eyes locked on the woods in front of them. “Sitting out here waiting to see if the rumors are true.”

“There’s a chance, isn’t there?” Chase lifted a bottle to beer that he’d apparently swiped from the car up to his lips, taking a quick swig before he expanded on what he’d said. “If we can see a curse in action, it might help us figure out how to break yours, right?”

Micah nodded, but the knot in his stomach tightened. That wasn’t really what he was out here for. Sure, he wanted to see if there actually was some cursed animal out here, haunting the woods and killing people, but there was no part of him that thought there was any way that it would help him find a solution to his own curse. It was just curiosity, pure and simple.

“Do you think we’re going to make it in time?”

Chase took another drink from his bottle, letting it hang loosely from his fingers for a long moment afterwards, staring blankly into the woods. “I dunno. But even if we don’t, it’s gonna be fine. I’m the only one at risk of dying. That’s fine by me.”

Shivers ran down Micah’s spine as he pulled his legs up onto the log, hugging them to his chest and resting his chin on top of them. It was easier to pretend to be alright with the situation when Chase was acting like it wasn’t a big deal, but he still felt terrible about it. His stomach squeezed again and he bit back a whimper, hiding his face in his knees. “At least make sure you do something to deserve it before I murder your sorry ass.”

Chase huffed a laugh. “We both know that if I ever die, it’s going to be because I wholeheartedly deserve to.”

Am I writing a scene from a story I’m not even sure I’m going to be writing instead of doing anything else I should be?

Yes, yes I am.

#erin screams into the void

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Am I writing a scene from a story I’m not even sure I’m going to be writing instead of doing anything else I should be?

Yes, yes I am.

#erin screams into the void

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Fun fact: I only have one OC with a faceclaim

Edit: ...maybe one and a half. I kinda have one for another character, but he doesn’t fit as well as I’d like him to...

#erin screams into the void

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@kaatiba

Hero/villain couples counselling

“I want you to try speaking to each other in ‘I’ statements.”

“Okay, right. Um… when I’m not willing to be complicit in war crimes, that doesn’t mean I don’t love you, it means I have boundaries, and I feel like those boundaries aren’t being respected.”

#other #this gave me no capes vibes

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“Hey, what’s the most English major thing you’ve ever done?”

oh...you know....make homemade bread while watching a Shakespeare production partially in order to procrastinate working on the paper I have due today

#erin screams into the void

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Dude. I'm an ace who enjoys reading and writing sexual content. People get SO confused over it. I'm just like, I enjoy emotionally driven scenes and sex scenes can be a version of that??? Like yeah there's aces it would be uncomfortable for, but it's kinda funny/sad when people assume being ace means you automatically don't have any knowledge of anything even tangentially related to sex.

Seriously. Like...I’m ace. I’m not a five year-old.

But honestly, I do find it freaking hilarious when my family assumes I don’t know certain things because I’m ace.

#other; asks #Anonymous

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Why does everyone think that I have no idea about anything sexual just because I’m ace???

#erin screams into the void #it's freaking hilarious tbh #i'm not upset about it though #but like #my mom thinks that i have no idea what genitals look like #my brother freaked out over me jokingly calling a character a power bottom #all because I'm ace. and they admitted that it's because I'm ace.

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NO CAPES // a wip by @kaatiba​

↳ an epistolary novel told through text messages

[[ from left to right, top to bottom ]] • made with this picrew

Rain | 23, she/her, tired university student with three jobs, former foster kid, mom to dumpster raccoons, texts the wrong number

Jamie | 22, he/him, agoraphobic techie, orphan, recipient of wrong number text, has the best big sister in the world

Valerie | 27, she/her, asexual, secretly powered, anti supers, orphan, got her shit together but doesn’t think she does, knows she’s the best big sister in the world

Margherita | 24, she/her, Rain’s roommate, could probably rule the world, sarcasm is her second language, silently judging everybody

Oreo | 22, he/him, a gamer, a delinquent, looks like he could kill you, actually a cinnamon roll

Delilah | 23, she/her, wants to rule the world, wishes she was an ice queen, too angry to actually be one, rich girl

JJ | 25, they/them, a mystery, deeply cool

Lawrence | 38, he/him, federal agent assigned to monitor Rain, longingly looking forwards to retirement

— links: pinterest º progress tag º excerpts º graphics º intro post 

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#other; people's ocs #I LOVE THEM ALREADY

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My Comm teachers: “If you’re over 21, I don’t care if you drink. As long as I’m not there and it isn’t a school function. We have to be professional when representing the school”

My English teachers: throw end of semester parties where they get wine drunk and argue about poetry, talk about running out of tequila on the class group chat, “we all have our at home bars stocked, right?”, “oh yeah, when I taught in Canada, I used to have classes in a bar sometimes.”

#erin screams into the void #i'm not even exaggerating here this is a serious post

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— AND I’M BRINGING YOU RIGHT DOWN WITH ME

#other; people's writing #hell yeah this is awesome #i really love this #especially that third one???? #but like....all of them are so good

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Can I just rant for a bit?

Okay so. Discussions on representation of mental disorders under the cut

Also probably a little bit of passive aggressiveness oops

Alright, I’m going to preface this by saying a couple of things.

1. I’m not a mental health professional. All I’ve got going for me in that regard is that I’ve taken one psychology class in college. Which is to say...nothing.

2. I am diagnosed with, though currently not being treated for, Bipolar Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, minor OCD, and insomnia (which isn’t a mental disorder, but I’m putting it in here anyway). I’m also, though undiagnosed, most likely ADHD. I’ve been dealing with mental disorders for at least 13-14 years now, if not longer.

3. Everybody experiences mental disorders differently. Nothing is universal. So I’m only drawing off of my own experiences for this post.

Let’s get into the meat of my rant. Or...actually....probably two rants. One about how mental disorders and representation in media and one about Bipolar in specific, since those are both things that I’m thinking about today.

Mental disorders are not a character trait. They are an illness and need to be treated as such.

I saw this a lot when I was younger, mostly with younger teens/kids building their first OCs. They be writing out their personality description and use “bipolar” or some other mental disorder as  a descriptor for their personality. But, like I said, those were mostly kids who didn’t really understand what they were doing and were likely uneducated on these topics, so I’m not trying to shame them for that.

But I’ve seen something similar. Recently. In writeblr (though I’m not going to call anyone out. Partially because I’m sure they wouldn’t listen to me even if I did.) Where symptoms of mental disorders are intentionally disregarded as such and are instead purposefully used as character traits, where mental disorders are considered to not be ‘illnesses’ but are instead just parts of people’s character. And part of me understands how that could be cathartic...

But it’s extremely damaging to others, especially impressionable younger people.

As I said, I’m mostly drawing off of my own experiences here, so feel free to enter into a discussion with me if you disagree or feel differently. I’m 

I have extremely low self-esteem. That’s just a fact of life. I’m not sure what caused it and I don’t feel like delving deep enough into my mindset to figure it out. And let me tell you, being diagnosed with mental disorders did not help a single bit. 

Society is, at least in my eyes, beginning to get a little more accepting about mental disorders. As long as those disorders are Depression and Anxiety and your symptoms are mild enough that they don’t effect the people around you, that is. But the fact of the matter is, other disorders are still heavily stigmatized. As are the symptoms. And so if you try and tell me that the symptoms of my disorder aren’t that, but are instead just inherent traits of who I am, it honestly makes me feel even worse about myself.

Even beyond that, there’s a fine line that I feel people with mental disorders need to walk. On one side, you have to accept that your disorder isn’t going away. It can’t be cured and it’s going to stay with you. It is, all things considered, a part of you. On the other side, you have to create some distance between yourself and your disorder. You can’t let it define you and you can’t use it as an excuse. And yeah, there’s a fine line between the two. It’s a line that I’m still learning to walk and it’s a line that I do stumble off of sometimes. But letting your mental disorder define you is dangerous both for yourself and for the people around you, as well as creating even more harmful stigmas about mental disorders that effect those that can’t let themselves be defined by it for their own well-being.

Thinking this way also leads to a mindset that people don’t need treatment. And even though I might be untreated as of right now, I am 100% for people with mental disorders getting treated. It takes some time, it takes some trial and error, but there are treatments that work. Personally, I went through a crap ton of medication before I found a combination that worked. Not to mention that this was worsened by the fact that I was misdiagnosed as Depressed for years before being diagnosed as Bipolar. And also, therapy doesn’t work for me. I’ve tried multiple therapists and haven’t found one that really, truly helps. But the fact of the matter is that for a good number of people, they do. I will never tell someone talking to me about their problems not to talk to a doctor or get in to see a therapist if they have the means to do so. Treatment helps. And getting treated, if you’re getting the right treatment, makes life so much easier to live. But telling people that their symptoms are just a part of them is telling them that it’s 100% okay for them to feel and act that way and that there’s no need to get treated, even if that treatment might actually make them feel better. You’re sacrificing their well-being to further your own ideals that mental disorders shouldn’t been seen as illnesses.

But that’s just it. They are illnesses. And they need to be treated, just like any other illness.

And that’s another thing. Mental illnesses are already seen as “fake” or “not that bad” in society. They already aren’t considered actual illnesses. So if I want to miss work because I had a cold, that’s fine. But if I want to stay home because I’m in the middle of a massive depressive episode and I’ve been staring at the wall for nine hours because I can’t get out of bed, it’s just me making excuses and being lazy. This mindset just furthers this issue.

(also I lived with a girl once who refused an treatment for her mental disorders because she refused to admit she had any disorders and that all her symptoms were just part of her personality. She also tried one (read that again. one.) anti-depressant and it didn’t help. She didn’t even try any more. And let me just tell you. Every single person in our house was completely miserable. Because her symptoms were awful and effected not only her, but how she treated others. And she refused to acknowledge any of it or try and seek out help because “it was just a part of her.”)

Now. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not saying that people need to write stories that are brutally realistic about the stigmatization of mental disorders. That’s not at all what I’m trying to get at. But we do need to normalize accepting yourself for your disorder without letting it define you. And we also need to normalize getting treatment. Because trust me, being extremely depressed and dealing with suicidal thoughts isn’t normal. You need to get help for that. And it’s terrible when you feel like you can’t or don’t need to get treated because society looks down on people on medication or in therapy and makes you out to be “crazy.” And we need to make sure that others don’t have to go through that. And the best way to do so is to normalize it, not to act like it’s not an issue.

Anyway. That’s all I have to say right now on that. So let’s move to my next issue. Which will much shorter because I’m just....tired.........

Can we.....please........pretty please.........for the love of god please................get some good bipolar representation? i’m begging here.

I’m so tired of the same old shit about “oh this character/whatever is bipolar!! Which obviously means chaotic and violent and unable to control their temper!!!!!”

it’s so shitty and disheartening that that’s the majority of representation that we get. i am the most passive, conflict-adverse, pacifistic person I know. And trust me, I get called out on it all the time. like....yeah. there are people with bipolar disorder that are violent and destructive. but there are also people without that are. and yes, one of the symptoms of bipolar disorder is ‘irritability,’ but that doesn’t mean violent and abusive and constantly angry!!!!

so please....please........let me have some good representation. i’m so tired and upset by the entire “bipolar means destructive and violent” bullshit.....

#erin screams into the void #venting venting venting erin is venting venting venting

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↳ an epistolary novel told through text messages | read on wattpad

i have this bad habit of making the main ‘ships of my wips live in a void lacking external relationships (yikes) 

so im coming up with new OCs for No Capes 

(which means im retconning some previous posts OH WELL #pantserlife) 

are ya ready kids aye aye captain

HERE WE GO!

Maggie, full name is Margherita-like-the-pizza (that’s how she introduces herself), answers to Mags if she loves you, Rain’s roommate, also a tired uni student

Lawrence: aforementioned federal agent, keeps legal tabs on Rain (not to be confused for well-being tabs) 

Delilah: hates her name, prefers Lilah, Rain calls her Deli (she hates that too) not sure what her function is but she exists in this wip now ✌🏼

Oreo: not his real name, only name he will answer to, real name is a Mystery Lost to the Depths of Time, is Jamie’s bff, a good dude, a gamer, a Delinquent™ with a heart of gold and sunshine smiles and tattoos, i love him

JJ: idk who they are, what they look like, or what their place in this wip is yet, but they exist because i said so. may be one of Rain’s foster siblings. may not be. we shall see!

that’s all folks!

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#other; people's wips #I'm so in love and i already love these characters #also we should chart about lawrence cuz i have questions 👀 (in a good way pls don't worry)

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My quiz-making streak is not yet over. Here, have a ‘Which Dove in the Demon’s Mouth’ character are you quiz

#wip; ditdm

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✨ take this quiz to find out which aesthetic you are ✨

#summertime roadtrip! #i love it thanks #other