#making friends is hard

[mishacollins]

I sometimes struggle with making new friends. (Maybe I come on too strong.) I struck out twice on one jog.

#owls #deer #nature #spnfamily #making friends is hard #my social skills are rusty

[theshalesky]

I'm the one next to the shy girl. You know the story - Tale as old as time: "I don't want friends." "I don't need friends." You can't escape fate, darling, This story is about you. She sits there, brooding, In the middle of the frame. Alone, but her world doesn't feel the lack Like mine does. I'm sorry, i'm not supposed to talk about myself. No vast empty space Like a pit in your stomach Or if it's there, it will soon Be filled. In this story, every Jack has a Jill. They come up to her laughing, talking, smiling. "You're new, right?" "Wanna come sit with us during lunch?" Or maybe "We're in this group project together, right?" They're interested In her. She's interesting. What has she done to be interesting? She is just sitting there!! And yet "We live in the same street, right?" "Did you do that math homework?" "Are you coming on the field trip?" So many questions! They're asking Questions. They want to get to know her although SHE IS JUST SITTING THERE. I'm sitting there too. Right next to her, actually. But no one notices because The camera will never focus on me. This girl found her family and will be happy - Oh, it's so nice that the shy girl found friends. Everyone nods: That's how the world works. And i wonder: Are you all living in stories? Because there's one thing i can say for sure. I am not in a story. I'm the one watching it. And although i'm close So close to the shy girl that you might think i'm like her I will never Be seen by any camera. I have to claw my way to a place half as comfortable as hers. Because the fate in my world Doesn't hand out friends Like an author does.

#oops another personal poem thingy #needed to vent #the webtoon “school bus graveyard” made me write this #it's good but it made me so angry because - #is this how the world works for all of you?? #is it my fault? #is there something wrong with me? #writers and poets #vent #personal #vent poetry #poetry #writeblr #vent poem #original poem #spilled ink #spilled poetry #spilled words #modern poetry #or whatever you call this messy spilling-your-guts style #possibly autistic #social anxiety #making friends is hard #found family #...is such a cool trope but also makes me sad because why is everyone finding their families except me huh? #(that's what the “found her family” thing is referring too - it sounds weird if you don't get that i think)

[convexicalcrow]

someone reblogged one of my kingdomcraft trans cub fics and it got me a lil inspired to finish this s4 trans cub fic that's been eluding me for way too long. third draft's a charm ig lol.

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It's not that Cub was… no, he wasn't afraid per se. No, that was a different emotion entirely. It was- he'd just eaten a bit too much for breakfast that day, and had heard rumours that a certain neighbour of his was coming over to buy a horse, and maybe he was just excited at the prospect of his first customer. His chestplate felt a little too tight, but that was just nerves, right? Yeah. That was it. Just nerves. Definitely just nerves.

-

Scar had a way about him that Cub envied. Sure of himself, charming, tall, handsome, god. Cub was a little smitten, even if the very idea of being smitten terrified him. No, he did not- no. Scar was just- a friend.

But maybe he wished, in his heart, that his mask looked more like him. Like Scar. Not that- he wasn't unhappy with the old man of course. He'd grown so used to it being him that it was comfortable now. But the envy sunk in. Scar was everything he wished he was, and now that he was standing in front of him, talking about horses, well.

Cub was good at seeming unflappable, because if Scar really knew what was going on in his head as he talked him through all the horses he had in stock, and which one would suit Scar's needs the best, Scar might think he was insane. Or at least, much weirder than he came across as. It's not like Cub wanted to expose himself like that so soon. If they had to live next to each other, the least Cub could do was not look like a weirdo to a stranger he actually quite liked.

-

It was all a bit of a blur in the end. Somehow, he'd sold Scar a horse, and come away richer. Couldn't remember a single thing he'd said, though, but that was fine, right? He was just- He'd been concentrating on the job at hand and not looking like he was trying to hit on him. It was Fine.

Not that he wanted to hit on him, of course. No, he wasn't interested in that kind of thing. That was just-

Cub had given up on company a long time ago. Never assumed it was for him, given how much trust and intimacy it would take. That was for other people. Besides, he was just an old man. Who would want an old man anyway?

But Scar, though. Scar. God. Scar was messing with his head in ways he really didn't like, and it scared him. It was just envy, right? He just wanted to look like him, that's all. It wasn't-

He definitely hadn't dreamed about Scar just touching his jaw and smiling at him. The very idea made him squirm. There's no way Scar would want to touch him. Cub wasn't even sure he wanted to be touched either. There were emotions in turmoil inside him that refused description. Or that he possibly had no words for. He just knew he kept stealing glances at him any time he saw him. Maybe strolled into his base every now and then, just to see how he was and what he'd done so far. Maybe he planned out a secret tunnel that would connect their bases. He hadn't built it, but he had thought about it.

No, he lived underground in a makeshift mineshaft. Out of sight, out of mind. So he could focus. That was definitely why.

-

"Iskall, you got a moment?" Cub asked, finding Iskall at his base.

"Oh, hallo Mr. Cubfan! Of course I have a moment just for you!" Iskall said, inviting him into his house.

"Cheers, man," Cub said, following him in.

-

In his head, Cub managed to explain everything clearly and without stumbling over his words. In reality, he was sure he had simply rambled to Iskall about Scar without being entirely sure he knew what he was saying. All he knew was that at the end of it all, Iskall had bundled him up in a big hug, and they stayed there for a while, Cub not really knowing what to do.

-

"It is difficult, for us, to want those connections. We are afraid, and sometimes for good reason! But sometimes, it is just a fear, and we have to be brave! Tell me, Mr. Cubfan, what do you lose from being friends with him, since you clearly like him and he clearly likes you? Don't even think about anything beyond that. Why can't you be friends?" Iskall said.

"I-I dunno," Cub said eventually. "No reason, I guess."

"Then be friends with him! He's a good man, Mr. Cubfan. I think you'll be good for each other. Go and make a new friend!" Iskall said.

"But what if he-"

Iskall pressed a finger over his lips. "Shush! No what ifs. No. He is a good man, just as you are a good man. That is all that matters. Maybe getting to know him will help you sort out how you feel about him, yes?" Iskall said.

"Yeah, maybe," Cub said.

Iskall hugged him tight and pressed a soft kiss to his temple. "You worry too much, my old friend. Once he gets to know you, he will see the good in you too, just as I do. Then you two will be unstoppable!"

Cub couldn't help laughing. "Well, I have always wanted to take over the world."

-

Scar hadn't been around for a while. Cub didn't really know why, but he'd heard he hadn't been well, and after that, he hadn't pried. Scar would tell him once he got back, if he felt like it. Cub wasn't going to press him about it if he wasn't willing to share.

Still, it left Cub with his thoughts, and his thoughts were mostly about Scar. He distracted himself with base building. Doing some terraforming. Making plans for a larger base. Figuring out what he might sell in the shopping district. Things that weren't about Scar. Because if he let himself think about Scar, he just ended up tying himself in knots, unable to work out what he was even feeling.

Maybe he left a little gift at his base for when he returned, with a little note that read nothing more than 'Missed you Scar, welcome back - Cub', all he felt brave enough to say. Maybe next time, he'd be braver.

#hermitcraft #hermitfic #fanfic #convex #cubfan135 #gtwscar #iskall85 #hc4 #trans cub #trans iskall #making friends is hard #but cub's gonna try it maybe! D: #once he figures out all his emotions #he's just a lil confused

[lilapetrichorwinteryrogue]

I love Dimension 20 an appropriate amount (read absofuckinglutely unhinged level) but i have no one to really geek out and talk to about it so when i foud out that my org 1 lab TA also watcged D20 and fucking loved ot as much as me I was fucking thrilled. Unfortunately it was like 2 labs before the last one, cause i was kinda shy and it took me being sick and ranting to my lab partner, that i had just opened up to, about how I'd gave to wait till the weekend to watch that week's ep because of a midterm i had the next day. And she heard me and it got us taking and me realizing we had so much in common and it was really great. And i know lot's of people friends with TAs do I was gonna ask for her insta at the end of the labs but the lsb final was actually so stressful (for no real reason , i was panicked for nothing. She legit gave me the easiest experiment and even told me if I'd correctly identified the unknown) i just forgot. Now, I've found her insta and I'm debating if i should follow her. Cause on 1 hand that's a lil wild. But in the other, we have mutuals (students) and she loves D20 and DnD and the only person in my city that is intrested in that stuff. A friend has told me to go for it but he's kind of a wild card, waiting on answers from the more level headed ones but its 4 am so maybe I'm losing it.

Anyways if you've made it this far, I'd love to hear your thoughts.

#personal #advice #dimension 20 #making friends is hard

[deligentdee]

In desperate search of 18+ Scott Pilgrim mutuals. PLEASE dm me, please please.

#making friends is hard #literally begging #scott pilgram vs the world #scott pilgrim #wallace wells #scollace

[pixlokita]

Is there any specific reason why C.C didn't have any Friends before Gregory?

I mean there’s several =w= I know I had that problem. Let’s say social anxiety and the neighborhood kids not being the best is the reason.

#making friends is hard #heck #pix answers #fnaf

[uquiz-database]

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#making friends is hard #not a uquiz

[chaesvoguerice]

i don't think anyone can be my friend if they can't tolerate my randomness. I want milkshakes when it's cold outside. sometimes I forget how to speak english even though its my first language. your hands must be mine to hold whenever i want. sometimes i laugh and you aren't going to know what i'm laughing at until i finish laughing. im gonna tell you that i love you and its not gay, i just love you.

#just ughhh #making friends is hard #no one likes me for me lol #wait #thats not true #ive got one friend #love you bestie

[booksandshowsandartsandthings]

Heyy you guys, haven't been on tumblr for 3 years, I would love to make some new friends! Who should I follow :)

I lovee shows like good omens, bbc Sherlock and Doctor Who, I am into greek mythology and study it in school, I plan on studying English in university and hope to become a journalist one day, I read a lot of books, mostly classics but have been enjoying some fantasy lately too and i am an artist, you can find some of my paintings on my blog!

#making friends is hard #i need friends please #i need friends #books #classic literature #good omens #bbc sherlock #doctor who #art #ancient greece #ancient history

[miikoissant]

Petition to rant even though no one would listen (maybe)

#making friends is hard #this is not a phase #this is a joke #maybe #idk man #am i okay #too many tags #i know

[uncookedgreenbean]

I take the train to work, I eat lunch in the concrete break room, I go home I make rice and watch movies, I talk to my roomate and my girlfriend and the other pieces of my heart that are inside my phone,, I go on walks (I went on one walk one time) and I go to the grocery store and I look for things like chip clips and drain strainers, and then I go to bed at 10pm. I am my own company most of the time and it’s simultaneously healing and unfulfilling, I think I am resting up for something big.

#making friends is hard #but I am finally friends with myself which feels nice

[seabaers]

crowded and vulnerable

willing to think i was a city but i am the town surrounding it the one you always pass through trying to convince myself

i am allowed

to take up space

#seabaer jounals #seabaer scans #seabaer speaks #still feeling this even tho i made it in sept of '22 :/ #making friends is Hard

[sisitrip]

#making friends is hard #just 😞 #she's adorable

[phantasmagoratory]

you know when youre talking to someone new and you say something and you can feel the dialogue check fail and the friendship just get executed in the crib w/ a 12 gauge. yeah

#making friends is hard #i speak

[luciferssworld]

Right, so how am I supposed to make friends when I recently discovered I have autism, only had friends in high school because of the proximity, and find it difficult to even talk to people in class

#autism #please #take this lightly #late diagnosed autistic #I hate feeling pathetic #making friends is hard #every time I try the people I try to be friends with LITERALLY tell me to go make friends #i can’t do this anymore

[writingfanficsfan]

It's clear by now that if I like you, I will tag you in things. I will send you links to things I think you will like. And I will write you a fanfic about the pairing you like most.

#me #making friends is hard #but I try being a decent one