#okay i just need to vent about something idk if anyone feels the same and even tho i guess ive known im not cis i still feel illegitimate

[hyperexplosion]

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#vent again just ignore please and thank you. chewing at my arm. ik why we have to wait till next year for me to get help i do know why and #i understand but it also just sucks. its at least helping though no matter what i just gotta hold on but i rly dont want to hold on anymore #id say i sound pathetic or worthless but im not. ik im not. talked about mental health with my best friend today snd idk made me so self #aware of myself i feel gross and ugly. i cant even look in mirror by how ugly i am. i want to drink. i really want to drink. it sucks. #ditched or the person seems bored.. there's no point lmai. #the craving sucks. im sleepin almost all day and than night fucking sucks. i should be sleeping now but i need to write my thoughts out or #i will feel worse i will feel so much worse snd i dont want to be a burden. i dont want to bother people. i hope when im like.. getting hel #and getting better i hope i can like idk not be afraid to ask people to vibe with me. maybe one day but im so scared amount i have been #and sorry tired of hearing same 'just do something distract yourself' yeah only so much a distraction is s distraction. i never felt this #low.. i never felt this low for months now. im so tired idk this week is busy maybe that will help. maybe decorating for my fav holiday wil #help my brain a little. than again why would she want me around. i think about how dad asked mom if i was okay on my birthday. is the facad #fading? are people catching on? i need to stop before i see my brother on friday. even my best friend noticed he hugged me but i didnt even #hug back i just leaned into him for awhile before moving away. i want to die. will i? no. i wont. im too scared. but i want to. #i can sleep now. #i think people should stop lying i hate liars i am not afraid to drop anyone that does.

[she-posts-nerdy-stuff]

Okay I’ve been toying with an idea for a Six of Crows au post-Crooked Kingdom where Van Eck won for a little while now and yeah idk but I had a scene idea come to me just now so I’m gonna write it here to see what you guys think and if there’s any interest then I might add it to my list of fics to write

This feels like a weird introduction but, er, here we go:

Inej knew the moment Kaz got home. There were no longer any crowds in the house to come to attention at his entrance, or if there were then no-one had bothered to come down to the half-room and tell Inej, but she could hear his voice drifting through the vents as soon as the door upstairs banged shut behind him.

“Where’s Inej?”

“Where do you think?” Matthias’ reply came roughly, and Inej could all but picture the disapproving grimace that must be crossing his face about now.

Let him judge. She didn’t need to leave the half-room, and for as long as that was true she wouldn’t. The vents did not give her every room though, and she did miss gathering her secrets. She wondered if there was anyone else in the house, but the five of them. Five? She stopped and counted them on her fingers. Yes, five. Hopefully still five. Inej had not bothered to leave the half-room in days, and no-one had been down to see her since yesterday morning.

She heard the door click open behind her, of course, but she did not bother to look up as Dirtyhands entered the room.

“Wraith,”

“Don’t you read the papers, Kaz?” Inej asked, without turning, “The Wraith is dead,”

She stood up, hand wandering across the table for her little pot of jurda. It tasted like shit and it wasn’t nearly as strong as she wanted it to be, but it took less than a month for the price of the blossoms to surpass the height of the stars so she’d have to make do with whatever they had left.

“Inej-”

“They found her body on the steps outside the Church of Barter almost three months ago, remember?” she finally turned to face Kaz, unscrewing the lid on the little silver pot as she did so, “Killed by some mercenary called the White Blade, who still hasn’t been found by they way in case you haven’t seen the latest. I guess it’s difficult to catch a ghost,”

Difficult to catch a wraith.

“We’ve had this conversation several times, Inej-”

“And we’re going to have it again,”

Inej placed an orange jurda blossom on her tongue, then offered the open container to Kaz. It was almost empty. He waved her off.

“I thought you didn’t go in for that sort of thing,”

Inej shrugged.

“Gotta stay awake somehow, haven’t I? We’re busy,”

“We’re not on a job”

“We’re never on a job. Unless the reason you’ve bothered to grace me with your presence is a proposition?”

Kaz shook his head.

“I just wanted to tell you there’s no news,”

Inej looked away. There was never any news. And yet somehow she always expected differently.

“He’s dead, isn’t he?”

“Probably,”

Inej caught another jurda blossom between her fingers. She needed to stay awake, because if she slept she would see him. She would see all the ways she’d failed.

“It wasn’t your fault, Inej, we’re having the same conversations on repeat can’t you see-,”

“And we’ll have them again,” she shrugged, “We will have this conversation again, Kaz, because I made a mistake and you are coddling me like a child who won’t be able cope if you tell them something was their fault. Tell me it was my fault, Kaz! We both know that it’s true,”

Kaz shook his head.

“I’d rather repeat the previous,”

“Then let’s,” snapped Inej, because hell if this jurda wasn’t strong enough to keep her awake then maybe an argument would be, “Let’s repeat the goddamn conversation, Kaz, because you’re right. We have the same two conversations on repeat and do you want to know why? Because I am owning up to the mistake I made and I am trying to deal with the consequences of it, but you had no right to do what you did, do you understand me? You messed up and you need to take some damn responsibility, because if you think-”

“You always knew Tailoring Dunyasha’s body to look like yours was a possibility for your escape option,” said Kaz, calmly.

She hated how quiet his voice was, how slow and deliberate he sounded next to the and ramblings that she could not stop from stumbling out of her.

“You know that’s not what I meant,” she hissed, slamming her jurda back down on the table.

“I couldn’t have done anything to stop that,”

“You could have tried,”

“Inej-”

“Shevrati,”

Know-nothing.

She waved a hand vaguely at the door.

“Get out,”

Kaz turned to leave, then paused.

“I am sorry, Inej. They’d like to see you upstairs, you know. Nina misses you,”

“Nina can come down here then,”

“Inej… I can’t do anything for you but apologise,”

“Keep you apologies,” she snarled, and when the door had closed behind him added: “Choke on them,”

Kaz could apologise all he wanted. She would not forgive him. What right did he have to expect anything different from her than this? Did any of them? Kaz had not had to watch his parents cry, as they carried home the body of a child that wasn’t theirs. Kaz had not had to feel the ironclad grip of the person he thought he’d trusted most in the world as they held him back and told him to swallow his sobs and keep quiet. Kaz had not given up and gone limp in their arms, a mess of tears and useless prayers, as he saw his parents slip from his grasp once again and knew that he would not have the chance to tell them truth.

Kaz had also not failed the others, and did not have to feel the truth of that choking him every time he saw them. Kaz had not spent almost three months barely daring to venture out of the half room, just so he would never have to lock eyes with Jesper Fahey. There was a scream inside Inej that had been slowly building itself since the day of the auction, and if she did not find a way to release it soon it may very well eat her alive.

#I’ve never read a fic where van eck won but if anyone has any recs let me know because I’m very intrigued by the concept #six of crows #grishaverse #crooked kingdom #leigh bardugo #kaz brekker #inej ghafa #jesper fahey #wylan van eck #nina zenik #matthias helvar #kanej #kanej fic #kanej fanfiction #soc fics #soc fanfic #soc fandom #soc fic #soc fanfiction #ao3 #six of crows fandom #six of crows fic #six of crows fanfic #grishaverse fandom #grishaverse fanfic #soc au #six of crows au #au fic #au fic idea

[hxney-lemcn]

Oopsie — Peter Maximoff x gn! reader

summary: Peter found your fanfic (idk how else to summarize this 💀)

tw: descriptions of panic (possibly panic attack?)

a/n: idk how I feel about this one.

wc: 1.1k

Master List

“Give that back, Peter!” I shouted, standing on my tippy toes trying to reach the notebook he held over his head.

“Why do ya want it back so badly, huh?” Peter asked with a smirk. “What are you writing about?”

I don’t think my heart has ever beat as fast as it is now. I could feel my blood rush as panic coursed through me. No, I didn’t use it as a diary or anything…or maybe I was in a convoluted way? When I felt down or needed to vent, I would write scenarios with my favorite characters. The thought of anyone, especially Peter finding out made me want to change my identity and leave the country. He would never let me live it down and some of those stories were extremely personal to me. 

Panic continued to clench at my heart as Peter opened the notebook, still holding it above his head. Pure desperation took hold of me as I jumped, using his shoulders to propel me higher. 

“Whoa there,” Peter laughed, zipping away to the other side of the room. “You really don’t want me reading this. It can’t be that bad.”

“Peter, please,” I begged, trying to stop my voice cracking from the tears that threatened to fall. His smile fell and he looked at me with furrowed brows. Either he read some of it using his super powers to give him more time or he felt guilty due to how desperate I seemed, but I didn’t want to find out. So as a last ditch attempt, I shot a beam of darkness at the notebook, disappearing into the shadows only to reappear in my hands. Before Peter could utter a word I disappeared into the shadows, only to reappear in Jean's room. 

Jean gasped in surprise. I typically didn’t use my powers that often. I wasn’t a part of the X-Men, but I was friends with Jean ever since I first attended the school, which meant I was basically a part of their group. Having the powers of umbrakinesis, at the beginning wasn’t so special. I could manipulate shadows. Didn’t seem like much. Until Professor Xaviar taught me about my true potential. I could travel through shadows, and even manifest the dark particles into a physical form. It was a good defense, creating weapons made out of dark particles, but I wasn’t the fighting type. So I never really used my powers. There was no need to.

So when I not only traveled to Jean through shadows, but also had the most panic stricken face, she led me to her bed. Her work was left forgotten on her desk. 

“Hey, hey it's okay,” She cooed. “You’re safe here.” Jean rubbed my back as she sat next to me. 

I took deep breaths, trying to calm down. I felt so silly getting worked up over such things, but at the same time it was something deeply personal…and embarrassing. 

“You wanna talk about it?” Jean asked. I bit my lip, contemplating if I could stomach saying it out loud or letting her just read my thoughts.

“Could you just…look?” I asked, hoping it wasn’t rude too. 

She nodded, a gentle look in her eyes. I trusted her with the knowledge of the contents of my notebook. Especially when she’ll see how important it is to me. A scowl took over her face after a minute.

“That idiot,” She huffed.

Even after what just happened, I couldn’t help but vouch for Peter, “He didn’t know…”

“You’re letting your crush on him talk,” She rolled her eyes. 

I felt myself warm at such a blatant accusation of my feelings. She wasn’t completely wrong. I was smitten over the silver haired mutant. I found his dorkiness charming, and he just had the cutest smile. He made it so easy to be friends with him, including me in everything, and not to mention his casual affection. An arm around my shoulders here, ruffling my hair there. It was something I wasn’t used to. Yeah Jean would include me in stuff as well, but her affection was more reserved. 

And yes, Peter can be annoying. Prime example would be his incessant talking. He could talk about anything and everything, yet not say a thing of substance. Which I personally didn’t mind, but Jean and Scott found it grating from time to time. 

“I’m just scared he’s gonna think I’m weird now,” I finally confessed. “I mean…it is weird, but…”

“It's not weird,” Jean consoled. “We all have our hobbies, and yours helps you emotionally.”

I fiddled with the notebook pages, “I guess.”

Suddenly, an urgent knocking sounded through the room, followed by Peter’s voice, “Jean! I think I seriously messed up!”

Once more, a frown found its way onto Jean's lips before she sent me a concerned look. She shuffled me into her bathroom, ‘I think you should hear what he’s gonna say.’ I nodded anxiously, staring at the white tiles as she closed the bathroom door. I sat on the toilet seat as I heard Jean open her door.

“What’d you do this time, Maximoff?” She asked.

I could practically hear the nerves in Peter’s voice as he replied, “I-I swear I didn’t know it was such a big deal. I thought we were messin’ around like usual, but then they started to really freak out. I thought it was just some work stuff…but I read some of it, and I won’t say what it was, but I realized I definitely shouldn’t have read it and now I can’t find ‘em.”

“Slow down Peter,” Jean sighed. 

“I can’t!” Peter’s voice broke. “The look they gave me before they left…I can’t get it outta my head. I gotta apologize, but I’m no good at those.” He let out a frustrated groan before finishing, “I always ruin stuff.”

It was silent for a few seconds before Jean finally spoke, “I’ll give you guys some time to talk it out.”

“Wha?” 

The bathroom door opened on its own and I slowly peaked my head out. Peter stared at me with those big puppy dog eyes that melted my heart and I watched as Jean left her own room. I felt a bit bad that our drama made her leave her own room, but was side tracked as Peter started apologizing rapidly.

“I’m so sorry (y/n),” He said. “I-I didn’t know. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m such an idiot.” He brushed his hand through his hair tensely. 

I let out a quiet sigh, “It's okay.”

“It’s not!” Peter refuted. “That was your personal info!”

I bit my lip, “I mean yeah…but I forgive you. As long as you never speak to another soul of what you read.”

“Read what?” He asked with fake cluelessness. “I dunno what you’re talkin’ about.”

A bright grin fell onto my face, happy that he didn’t seem to be judging me.

“But…y’know, just for the record, if you wanna cuddle…” He opened his arms like he was gonna go in for a hug. “I’m always open.”

I rolled my eyes, but failed to hide my amused grin, “Whatever Quickie.”

#peter maximoff x reader #peitro maximoff x reader #xmen x reader #x men x reader #x-men x reader #peter maximoff #peitro maximoff #xmen #x men #x-men #evan peters x reader #evan peters

[catwalkvivi]

well hey, since hardly anyone's looking at this corner of the website anyway I might as well take the opportunity to vent (it's annoying to do it on twitter with the character cap)

Man, social media is hard.

I see so many people posting regular content consistently for years and years without even seemingly breaking a sweat, while it's always been so difficult for me... Calculating engagement, deciding the best times to post, or, hell, even just sharing what they think/feel/made/fucking ate that day just seems, like, so easy and second nature for pretty much everyone around me. It's genuinely incredible to me that somebody can share what they've learned about idk shitty impractical tanks made in WW1 on this website and make it such an interesting read that hundreds of people engage with it!

But I've tried keeping social media accounts for art and stuff so many times now, on here, on Instagram, on Artstation, on Xitter, and eventually it just- kinda- fades away, it just feels so exhausting to keep track of all the things necessary to Chase the Algorhythm™ if you wanna have any relevancy. Is it a charisma thing??? Where do I grind to get a stat boost on my Cha???

I'd love to say it doesn't matter to me, since I've been drawing shit for myself for years now, but unfortunately artists do need social media presence if they wanna get work. Not to mention, well, I wanna reach people with the stuff I do! I want people to react to what I made, to say what they liked about it, or how it made them feel, and then when I post something I worked on for hours only to get, like, almost zero visibility? idk, man, it just kinda hurts. It's probably selfish and immature for me to say it, I know that it takes time and effort to build an audience and all that, but damn I get happy when people show me that something I've made has affected them positively. I like the connection, I like the conversations, I like meeting people who enjoy the same nerdy trash that I do!

(I was very fortunate to have an art post of mine reach a lot of notes here years ago, which was amazing, but it's such a rare thing)

God, and, like, there's all these weird unspoken rules about interacting on social media too.

The other day a friend of mine came up to our friend group and was like "oh my god this girl liked my stories on instagram it means something does she like me" and I was SO confused and then they were like "well, when somebody not on your friends list likes your stories, it means they're interested in you"

Then some time later another friend was telling me that somebody stopped liking her posts and unfriended her and how that is a horrible offense and my fucking brain hurt, like- okay I get the unfriend part kinda but there could be a hundred reasons for it??? it's not like you have a deep personal connection to all 300 friends you have on your account???

Then I see so many people out there simply sharing something they think or did only to have some rando twist what they said and come at them like they're the shittiest person on the planet that deserves everything bad in life actually (except the ones that are willingly spouting/promoting hateful shit to begin with. Those can rot in hell and I shall not mourn their demise)

Like??? It might be the Power of Autism™ in me but it always feels like I'm one step away from either making a fool of myself or offending twenty different people or both. It's both the fear of having hundreds of thousands of eyes on me and the fear of having none at all. And that makes it really difficult to share anything on the internet for me. I already have to deal with my entire existence as a trans woman making some cunts around the world mad, it sucks that I have to risk it in places where I just wanna post dumb drawings and talk about dumb things that make me happy with others.

I dunno. Word vomit I guess. Social media is hard. Interacting with humans is hard. Sharing stuff is hard. I prefer Pokémon

#venting

[mooodyblue]

Is it okay if I can get Cg!Elvis with little!reader being nonverbal and extra clingey (tbh that’s so me 😅) but add a twist! (You may add any twist 😺)

i couldnt come up with anything too crazy for the twist so i hope this is okay haha. idk why but the idea of elvis gettin all flustered and nervous when his friend suddenly regresses makes me giggle. hope u enjoy!

wc: 941

elvis was your best friend of many years, you’d met him right before he got sent off to the army and you hit it off instantly. he knew almost everything about you, keyword; almost everything. he was there for you as a shoulder to cry on, there for you to vent just as he did the same with you. you were the friend he desperately needed through all the craziness of his career. he had other friends, but none like you. 

unfortunately, you came over at a bad time today. when you left for graceland, there was nothing about rain or a bad storm coming to hit the area. now here you were, hanging out with him in the den as the sky began to grey outside, a roar of thunder shaking the roof. 

you jolted slightly, jumping at the sudden roar. 

“goddamn, nobody said nothin’ about a storm.” elvis grumbled while staring out the window. “looks like a nasty one too.”

nothing came from your mouth except a small hum in agreement. 

“well, a little rain ‘n thunder won’t hurt anyone.” he shrugged, moving to sit beside you on the couch. his head turned to you, eyes widening at your shaken frame. “hey…hey, you alright?” he asked, concern in his voice.

you looked at him nervously, unable to respond to his question.

why couldn’t you speak?!

another roar of thunder boomed through the house, causing you to jolt suddenly and curl yourself into a ball, covering your ears. elvis looked at you in surprise, not having seen this side of you before. he didn’t know what to do. he was hesitant on touching you, looking at you as if you were fragile and just one touch would cause you to break. “can..can i touch you? is it the thunder?” 

you nodded shyly, saying yes to both questions with just a tiny move of your head. he placed a hand on your back, rubbing it softly. “i had no idea you were afraid of thunder, it’s pretty loud, ain’t it?” 

rain started to pour heavily outside causing you to let out a small whine, nuzzling your face into his neck and hugging him tightly. he let out a surprised ‘oh!’ and held his arms out in surprise. he hesitantly wrapped his arms around you, rubbing your back gently. “that uh…that rain’s pretty scary ain’t it?” he said to break the silence. “somethin’ i can do to make you feel better?”

your grip on him only got tighter. “...or you can squeeze me like a lil’ ketchup bottle, whatever you wanna do.” he laughed nervously. 

“you sure you’re alright, hon?” his brows were furrowed as he tried to look at you. you wined softly against his neck. “hey..” he had you look at him, frowning. “can you speak?” 

you shook your head. 

“ah…alright..alright….uh…” he sighed, rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “you uh..you want a snack or something?” no response. “alright…a drink?” you finally nodded. 

you had to hand it to him, he was trying his best. it was frustrating not being able to speak and you hated when you got like this—let alone in front of your best friend. did he even know you were feeling little too? did he know what it meant to be little? how do you tell him that you accidentally regressed? 

he was sweet enough to pick you up and take you down to the living room, turning the tv on as background noise to drown out the roars of thunder and heavy rainfall coming from outside. he switched each channel until you make a noise for him to stop, of course, stopping at cartoons. he chuckled softly, “alright, watch your lil’ looney tunes ‘n i’ll be back with some juice, alright?”

you whined in response, quickly grabbing onto the edge of his suit jacket. he turned to look at you, “what is it?” 

“no!” was all you could manage out. 

elvis sighed. “no what? you don’t want juice?” 

you tugged on him again, trying to pull him closer to you. “what?” he said again, getting pulled closer to you as you held onto him tightly, not wanting to let go. “you don’t want me to go?” and based on the look on your face, he got his answer. 

he crouched down, rubbing her arm softly. “hey, i’ll get your juice and come right back. see? look.” he pointed down the hallway towards the kitchen “that’s how far i’m gonna be, it ain’t that far, is it? that’s right—i’ll be real fast.” 

 you finally let him go and he was right, he was fast. he came back with a cup of juice in his hands, sitting next to you and holding the cup up to your lips to prevent you from spilling it. “good job, honey.” he cooed, rubbing your back. “had enough? alright.” he brought the cup back down, setting it on a coaster on the table. 

it was sweet how gentle and patient he was with you. after all, it was a new side of you that he hadn’t seen yet.

the thunder eventually stopped and the rain cleared up, you had spent the afternoon curled up and refusing to let go of elvis until the storm passed. he glanced out the window, pulling you up and taking you to the window. “look at that, baby. a pretty lil’ rainbow.” he grinned, pointing outside. you looked at it in amazement, gasping and bouncing excitedly next to him. 

he smiled at your response, placing a kiss to your temple. oh, how he couldn’t wait to take care of you again….

#elvis x reader

[halfagone]

Hey hey Halfa dear,

Idk if this thought is anything you might find interesting, feel free to do whatever with it or nothing with it, or anyone else if you publish this;

I read something probably like a decade ago now that featured someone getting letters with no return address. They would come inconsistently but they were all from the same person just kinda addressed to the whoever lived at the random address they picked. Just talking about their life.

I just remembered this idea and thought it might be an interesting plot device. Maybe this is a Danny writing them trying to process what he's going through after something ghostly, or if he graduates and decides to start traveling with Dani for a bit he writes these to process.

Or maybe, even, he gets the idea to write these letters after becoming a halfa, or any of the big wild events of his life. And like he doesn't include directly identifying info, but he vents about what's happened, and he just writes them as ways to vent, and, well, they end up being delivered to a bat. Idk which bat. That's up to you. (I do think it's something that would grab Jason tho, his dramatic Jane Austen loving ass would love this shit)

I think for like why Danny starts, it could be that like Jazz is trying to get him to do something to take care of his mental health, so if he's not willing to do therapy or talk about things, suggests things like writing a letter to no one, and well, he does in a moment of needing to let out his emotions some how, and then impulsively like mails it and feels lighter, so he just... keeps doing it.

I just think this has the potential for so much angst and also, shenanigans as the bat on the other end like desperately tries to find the person writing these letters. Esp if there's like a tech blackout for Amity, so like traditional mail is the only real way information can get out of Amity, and since he'd have to be dropping it stamped in a mailbox and not just in his own, since this relies on not having a return address, no reason to suspect this letter is from Danny or that it contains anything they're trying to suppress

Okay now that I've dropped off this idea with you im gonna go try to get some sleep, 💜💜💜💜

HOHOHO Okay... Possibly big brain moment? We'll have to wait and see? But! Danny has been living in the Ghost Zone ever since a really nasty incident (could be with his parents or the GIW, whatever your imagination prefers) so that he can heal and gather his strength. (He's an adult here, he doesn't have to worry about things like school and mandatory reporting.) And while he's in the Infinite Realms he ends up going into what is essentially a black market that's filled with, like, mortal magical items. (It's black market because if Walker hears about it, they'd all have to scatter like the rats getting found in the kitchen from Ratatouille.) He finds this mailbox, if you will, and it looks like something someone just ripped off a post from a suburban street and just kept for some reason? But the dealer insists that it's magical, cursed even! It doesn't have much of a function, though. As far as they've come up with, the mailbox just burns whatever mail you toss in there, so it's really just useless. Cursed! But useless.

But Jazz has been insisting a lot recently that he should really do something about his mental health. He needs to unload his feeling somehow, and no, punching the first person closest to you is not the way to do it! So Danny's like, hey! One man's trash is another man's treasure, I'll take it!

So Danny gets this mailbox set up, and he writes his letters and, just for kicks, writes these really weird, obscure no-context phrases on the front of the letter every time before he tosses it in the mailbox to- presumably!- be burned to ash. it can be anything from "potato salad" to "blood of my enemies". Danny doesn't really put too much thought into it, he just thought it was a fun little thing he gets to do, to lighten the mood you know?

But then Jason gets these letters. The first letter he receives in his mailbox doesn't have a stamp, doesn't have a return address, and it's not even addressed to him, but he thinks one of the rival crime lords must have sent it to him because the outside says, "YOU ARE NEVER SAFE."

Obviously he has to take it seriously, so he reads it even if it's not technically addressed to him. And at first he thinks someone is just fucking with him. Maybe Damian and Tim somehow managed to work together to write this mean-spirited prank? He tries not to think too deeply into it, but he does try to do research on some of the topics the letter brings up and he can't find anything??

And the letters keep coming. He's gotta admit some of the shenanigans the letters mention would be really good for a novel, and Jason can get so engrossed in the descriptions and he always gets a good laugh at the snarks. But then he gets a letter that has no words written on it, just a little, cartoonish heart scribbled on top. Jason is a little surprised, but he's not not going to read it, you know? So he reads the letter, and he finds himself quickly falling in love with this imaginary, mysterious person that's naming everything they love in their life, trying to show appreciation for the things they miss, and all the things they wish they still had. And fuck if Jason's not bawling his eyes out by the end of it.

Danny might have sent these letters out as emotional catharsis, but Jason is seeing himself in these letters too. And maybe, just maybe, Jason can heal along the way.

Now Jason is desperate to find the other person. Because that letter was way too emotional to be a joke. Not to mention there were dried tear stains on that letter, and surely that should help them somehow! He calls in some favors and gets some magic folk on the case, only to find out that whoever is sending these letters is in the Ghost Zone. But Jason knows they're alive (er, well, alive and dead, but it still counts!) and he just really wants to know if they're safe and well-taken care of, and are they lonely? Do they need help?

So he gets the magic-user helper to... fix up his mailbox a little. Obviously, there must be a connection of some kind between this mailbox and wherever the other guy is sending his letters through. The letters don't follow him to every safehouse or anything, just this one. By the end of the week, Jason has a huge packet, filled with all sorts of emotions and admissions, and just so much affection (no, he's not in love, stop laughing Dick it's not true).

Danny goes to open his mailbox to send through another letter and just screams his head off when he sees the manila folder on the other side.

When he realizes he's been sending someone all his rants and rambles and one too many vents, he's absolutely mortified.

I loved this so much, thank you for sharing this. I hope you did get some rest!

#halfagone replies #dpxdc #dpxdc au

[captainmera]

This is just a your opinion owl house question, but what do you think was everyone's first reaction to Hunter's scars? Everyone knew about the one on his cheek, but I have no doubt they've seen countless ones on his chest, arms, and legs as he's wandered through the house.

The show itself shows their reactions, albeit very shortly. (I mean your answer is there! Nobody asked about the big scar on his cheek either)

If you mean as a later on, once things are quiet and okay again, I think that...

They probably don't point it out. I think if any one of them saw Hunter looking himself over and expressed sadness, they would come over to comfort.

But I don't think it's a group hug moment.

As Hunter goes around the house, I think maybe the one to express worry and concern would be Camila. You know, just to affirm that he's not in pain or if it's something he's ignoring that needs care.

If Hunter shows them off with no problem using his clothes and body language, I don't think anyone else would see that as an invitation that he is bothered by it and thus; neither should they be. If they acted all worried when he's not - I think he'd just grow insecure about it. You kinda don't point things like that out, yknow? If you do, it would make the person feel othered. Even if it's a "Oh no you poor thing :(" it would have opposite effects.

I rather think the opposite would invite concern. If he covered it up and made an effort to conceal and hide it. Then I think they would approach him about it and try to both comfort, console, and offer him space to vent. Probably end it on a note of encouragement.

You would want someone to not feel bad for their scars after all.

Idk if you've ever met people with scars, whatever self-inflicted or not, trauma related or not. But you kinda don't draw attention to it if it looks related to something that might cause a person distress or forces them to be vulnerable with you about the scars backstory. It's rude and mean.

And, for the record, its not something they should be made to feel ashamed for. Personally, I always feel like I'm in the presence of a very strong person who's gone through it.

They don't need my pity. They deserve my respect.

And I think the same goes for Hunter.

#cw scars #scars #cw #ask #asks #tw #cw self harm #self harm mention

[st4r-cr0ssed-l0v3r]

Hot take

Tw // mentions of sexual tendencies, mentions of sex, over all intimate stuff in general mentions of grooming, SA, hypersexuality slight vent and is just a mature talk in general

Hey, can we not shame teenagers for being horny? Or idk thinking sexual things, making sexual jokes, I mean it’s a teenager going through puberty and you expect them to not be horny?

Hormones are practically running through a minors system while they are going through puberty. And I feel like it’s the same people who shame children for acting like children, god forbid someone ACTUALLY acts their age.

Another factor that plays into this is Hypersexuality, I am sick of people shaming it and demonizing it especially towards children who cannot control it, Hypersexuality usually is formed after a type of trauma such as grooming, SA, and being exposed to sex at a young age,

The reason I know this is because I gained hypersexuality after being taught about sex and going on to doing stuff to myself in which I am not proud of at all, it’s a trauma that resorted into hypersexuality and If i could go back I would not do what I did

But that is besides the point

We cannot expect people I wanna say 13-15 wont make sexual intakes no they might not DO IT, but they might have thoughts make jokes or they could get horny, and I feel as if too many older people shame them for doing that and that isn’t okay

It’s not okay to shame or degrade someone for something they cannot control

This was really a rant I needed to get put but if anyone wants to add anything or ask questions etc., Feel free to just please stay respectful

#hot take #hypersexual #hypersexuality #minors #opinion #18+ #16+ #older audiences #older #romeo yaps #romeo rambles #fyp #fypage #fyppage #fypシ #fypfypfypfypfypfypdypfypfypfypfypfypfyfpfyfpfyp #fypシ゚viral #fypツ

[hotluncheddie]

Hi again!!! That’s so valid about not having any side blogs I’ve had the same blog for like 12 years and it just shifts with whatever I’m obsessed with at the time! I want to get more piercings now too I feel like it would improve my coolness level lol

Okay from the nosey list of you haven’t answered them already what about 3 11 12 and 21!!

*bites you back with affection chomp chomp chomp* <3

-🍯

✨"be nosy" questions✨

🍯!!! hiiiii!!!! <3

literally though, one blog is way more fun and easy!!

more cool piercings!!! u should!!! piercings honestly just look really nice imo that's why i have the amount i do - they're just pretty

...maybe do i need more

3. Ever done any drugs?

just weed... i'm sensitive so i just know if i did anything else the environment is really important so its not something im planning on any time soon. and i got paranoid a couple times after edibles so i just don't really do anything, not for years now

i like beer though :) and honestly use caffeine as a drug - if i get a certain itch i'll have none decaf and like not really sleep for a bit and the caffeine & sleep deprivation combined can sorta reset me in a way (idk if that makes sense to anyone else) (but like i said, i'm sensitive 👉👈)

11 & 12 are answered here <3

11 is deaf still the same - i want to stay in my room but i have to go to work :(

21. Describe your best friend.

i don't have a best friend but i will describe one of my lovely oldest friends. they're cool, and a really talented artist. theyre tall with dyed, short curly hair. they know a lot of random shit.

and a couple times i've been a little overwhelmed and kinda vented to them, and they just said, like 'wow yeah, i would be stressed too' and it was so like ??? profound to me at the time, i just felt very seen and understood - it wasn't about fixing the issue or understanding every part and every option and variable. it was just recognising that its there, seeing how you feel about it and you move on once your calm. i love them very much <3

#hotlunch #<3 #ask #🍯 anon #mwah!!! #its so fun - talking about myself lol

[applesandbannas747]

same anon as before but thank u for the interesting response! and i’m sorry in advance for this long venting lol, but honestly i’m just really frustrated because i think fence could be as popular and mainstream as projects like check please or heartstopper if 1) there was good marketing for it, 2) if the releasing of the issues wasn’t so puzzling, and 3) if the storyline was progressing in a natural way.

rise makes no sense in context of the novels at all and im just? if they were going to have tie-in novels they should have been used to progress character and relationship development, not create an alternate world that’s never going to be addressed. even putting aside gross mischaracterization the novels literally cannot be canon so they’re just published for? no good reason i can see? they could have prequels (seiji and jesse or harvard and aiden pre-series) or been about the team bonding/getting better at fencing, or focused on side characters that won’t get as much focus in the comics (eugene! if he’s mostly being side-lined in the comics the novels could have been his time to shine instead of him being even more sidelined. or even bobby and dante or kally and tanner). there’s definitely a lot of characters in the comics and if it was getting overwhelming the novels could have picked up that slack but they didn’t so their purpose mystifies me — there was also clearly no reason to have nicholas and seiji as pov characters in those books because srb (and i do adore all srb’s other work so this is hard for me to say) was terrible at writing them. when she was good she was good (which makes me think if there had been more editing the novels could have been better) but when she was bad she was very very bad. since she was even worse at writing eugene i guess i should be glad eugene didn’t have a pov. but seriously if the novels were mainly just haiden it could have just been haiden pov.

idk i just used to love fence so much and always noticed there was never a huge following for it, which is okay because the small fence fandom is great!! but i’ve always thought it could have had a bigger audience. there is so much promise in the first issues of fence — kings row competing against exton, the revelation of the truth about nicholas, the reactions and results from that, character development for all the main characters, relationship development for nichoji & haiden, the team actually Becoming a team & the idea of seiji nicholas and eugene being the fencing team after aiden and harvard graduate. but i feel like we’re never going to see any of that. page time is spent on things that aren’t as important instead, and then it takes ages for the next issue/volume and like you said it doesn’t feel coherent or connected to the other issues anymore. it confuses me that all the edges in fence r being sanded down and that the interesting promises in it are constantly being put off.

i’m sorry for talking about this sm i have not been successful in getting anyone into fence irl 😭 i hadn’t read rise or the novels until this month and i reread vol 1-4 before i read the new stuff and it made me very nostalgic

Hi again! lmfao dude no need to ever apologize to me for vents about Fence because I am forever pontificating about it. I agree that Fence has (or, rather, had) the potential to be really popular to a wide audience and I think you hit the nail on the head. And so much of it is just such easy fixes--like putting any effort into marketing lol or when releasing the compiled issues as volumes, giving them all distinct covers and names would have been SO helpful. Reusing the issue covers for the volumes was a mistake (and again, that's something marketing should have been all over!!). and the storyline. oh man. yeah. that ship has sailed and I've had mental breakdowns about it--but if we'd stayed true to the original concept of Fence and BOOM and Pacat put more effort into reaching a wider audience, it could have been big. Another consideration here, of course, is the content-to-hiatus ratio, which loses a ton of fans, but I maintain that if BOOM had their shit together, they could have fixed that problem too! and it's so frustrating

GOD RIGHT??? The novels came in, ruined Fence, and then aren't even actually canon because they don't actually fit in the universe??? My theory is that since Pacat is a SRB superfan, he kind of let her go overboard and realized after the novels were published and he had to move his story forward post-Disarmed that he'd fucked up giving so much freedom to her. Because they called it canon--and he still says it's '80% canon' but it couldn't have happened. So the point of the novels was basically for Pacat to read fanfiction from his favorite author of his OCs--it did nothing positive for the story, the characters, the franchise, or the fans. and LITERALLY!!! I've always thought doing a prequel for the tie-ins made more sense. Like following the fencing team with Harvard, Aiden, Kally, and Tanner would have been so fun, or focusing on Kally and Tanner or Bobby and Dante would have been fun and would have left room for actual plot progression!! It was pure selfishness on the authors' part to do the novels how they did them. And if Pacat would father fangirl over SRB than write a meaningful story, that's his right, but it still bugs me that there was clearly no thought given to the consequences of the novels. So instead of dealing with them, we ignore them and pretend that they're still '80% canon' to make ourselves feel better for our oopsie. hahaaa I have nothing nice to say about SRB or her writing. I don't think she got anything right in Fence--except for hinting Eugesse, which you know she only did because she knew it was popular in the fandom and she wanted the hype and baited us with it lmfao But! I've always had issues with her even before she touched Fence--her blatant sexism in In Other Lands was disturbing to me when I read it (shaming and looking down on feminine traits isn't Woke or Revolutionary just because you assigned those traits to men in your "badass feminist society" and had all the women be grossly sexist and predatory) so it's not just me being an asshole because she ruined my favorite thing in the world <3 But I know she's very beloved among her fans and I'm sorry that she failed you in Fence when you love her other works so much. If there was one mercy from the novels, it was the lack of a Eugene POV even if it further proves he's not really part of the team/a main character...unfortunately that's a fair trade jkdfah

I always thought Fence deserved a bigger following than it ever got--and maybe having a bigger fanbase and more money being thrown at it would have helped BOOM commit to buying enough ahead to let Pacat and Jo actually work on it consistently and put out content more regularly. It really was setting itself up to be so fun and full of tropes the gays LOVE. i mean, sports 'manga' that's actually queer? All the fun tropes with rivals and 'becoming a team'? The classic character archetypes used smartly and effectively? I genuinely think it would have appealed to all the people who love Check Please and Heartstopper and Yuri on Ice. And it still does, I guess, but I feel like if Fence gets popular now, I'd be a bit sad to see all that love centered around a version of Fence I don't like (but that is pure selfishness lmfao I fully admit it). I just so love/d all the edges and conflicts in Fence and it's sad to see them sanded down in canon and resolved of screen.

LMFAO my dude I am sorry for rambling so much at you twice in a row now! Anyway, I'm always here to talk Fence uwu even though i can be harsh and unpleasant about things i don't like jskdfha

#jackshit #fence comic #thanks for the ask!!💜 #fence vent

[cheeseblind]

Hey I'm sorry to dump this on you, but I don't know anyone who is into no rolls barred and I just need to vent this.

I only stumbled on the channel very recently. Like in the last month recently and immediately started hyperfixating on it. It's pretty much been all I've watched in my down time since I saw it. It feels...weird now.

Like many, I heard about Adam's history and hoped that it was something in the past, but something didn't sit right ever since I found out. A part of me is still holding some hope that maybe when this all comes to head everything can be alright, but that might be naive. It's also rough when the facts aren't all out yet and won't be if something has to happen legally or if HR is involved.

I want to still support this channel obviously. The fact that Adam has not been in the past few board game clubs is hopefully a good sign, but it could just mean a slap on the wrist and then nothing. Idk I'm just rambling now.

Thanks for reading this if you do if not that's fine. Don't feel like you have to answer. I just needed to say this someone who will understand what is going on.

- A

dont feel bad about sending this at all ! i totally get the need to vent dw, i dont think your optimism is naive i think its all we can hope for and im absolutely in the same boat w that, just hoping it gets handled in a way im okay with :]

sending you lots of love, this situation sucks a lot and i hope youre doing okay <333

#if u do wanna talk more my asks + dms are always open <3 #asks

[soft-husbands]

Okay here’s something I’ve been thinking about a lot unfortunately and idk I feel like I need to get it off my chest lol so it’s gonna be a lot of rambling and incoherent thoughts and yeah just a lot of me putting my feelings out there so if y’all want to ignore pls do again these are my own personal opinions and thoughts and this is my own safe space to have them okay? Okay.

So the whole B/uild situation really disgusted me. I truly do believe people can change and make mistakes because I get that we are human we say/do stupid stuff I understand lord knows I’ve done my fair share (not to this extent but still we are all dumb dumbs in our own way) but with these mistakes me we make we have to accept responsibility and accountability for our actions and deal with the consequences

Now do I think ppl should have gone into his social media accounts and actively look for these posts? No. But still what’s done is done and it’s out in the open. But instead of letting him accept accountability for it and try to change it certain stans defended him and acted like he did nothing wrong because what? He was a kid? He was a fully functioning adult at this time he had the critical thinking skills to know what he was posting would be gross and offensive so don’t say that he didn’t understand or whatever. These certain stans went out of their way to defend him and treat ppl that were saying it hurt them or was gross/offensive as being ridiculous and dumb

So yeah sure he apologized or whatever but has he really changed? Has he even been able to accept the responsibility of his actions? No because certain ppl haven’t let him they’re treating him like a child he’s in his 20s obviously he has a lot to learn and this could have been a good humbling experience for him but instead he seems even more fake even more insincere and like he doesn’t even care and I’m sorry but when he was crying at the concerts I just rolled my eyes it was so forced

I’m sorry if this offends anyone that’s never my intention but like I said this is my own space and I’m venting my OWN feelings like if you think he’s done nothing wrong well then… that’s on you. But as someone who’s been personally in a SA/r*pe situation it really was sad to see and offensive and to see his fans go out of their way to tell ppl who feel the same way as me that we are overreacting/stupid just shows how blind ppl can be

#not even gonna tag this #I’m annoyed #I saw some stuff on Twitter and I got #annoyed/appalled at the idiocy of them

[thefact0rygirl]

Hey mama vee

I saw you posted some stuff for ace awareness week, and it’s really got me thinking about my own identity (not that these thoughts haven’t been plaguing me for years lol)

So I just… I don’t know. I like the term asexual for myself. But I have some fellow ace friends/acquaintances who just make me feel like I’m not… ace enough?

Like I can look at people on the street or actors and be like “dammmmmmn” but also the idea of sex is just… not something I’m interested in? It’s just not really something I think about or crave really. But like, at the same time, if I were in a committed, serious, long-term relationship with someone and my partner wanted sex I would happily engage in it with them? Maybe after only like six months tho, and I still don’t really think I’ve ever felt true sexual attraction to anyone, even if I’m emotionally close with them, so “demi” doesn’t feel right to me.

But again, if I were in a serious relationship, I’d be happy to engage in sex with my partner.

But I’ve talked to so many ace ppl who are just so grossed out by sex and will make dirty jokes but then say how they don’t understand how I can be attracted to ppl or read smutty fic.

So idk, I’ve just been thinking

Feel free to delete this, it’s not up to a stranger, or even a friend, to help me define my identity lol but sometimes it helps to just put my thoughts into actual, tangible words.

Thanks mama vee!

Hey babes! Writing things out is helpful. I’m honored you felt comfortable to vent in my inbox. Thank you for sharing 💜

I’m not asexual, but I empathize with you on sexuality labels. I've struggled about what to label my sexuality. Labels can be useful and affirming, but also not. They can be confusing and even unhelpful. They come off as ridged, but sexuality (especially asexuality) isn’t ridged. It isn’t a box with defined boundaries, it’s a spectrum. Because it's exactly what you said, it doesn’t always feel right. Are you demi or are you ace? And according to who exactly?

For what it's worth, reading smut, watching porn, and being attracted to people doesn't make you less ace than someone who is sex repulsed. You can be asexual even if you're attracted to people. You can be asexual and still have sex. You can be asexual and be sex repulsed. All those are valid representations of asexuality. One isn't "more ace" than the other.

Like I said, I’m not ace and I don’t want to impose my allo beliefs onto you. What I’m trying to say is that it’s okay to simply exist without explanation. There isn’t a right or wrong way to be ace, and I’m so sorry you feel like you’re not ace enough or feel awkward for being attracted to people or reading smut. You don’t owe anyone an explanation. The only person it needs to make sense to is you.

#putting this under the cut bc i dont know what brevity means #vee answers #anon

[akindplace]

i have really bad health anciety and in genersl severe anxiety, ontop of ptsd, autism, and ocd and i dont Understand why the Fuck talking to anyone about my issues with any of the things i deal with, even a therapist, just..Does Not Work.

like..talking about my issues just makes my issues even Worse, but at the same time i need reassurance but getting said reassurance makes me more anxious and feel even worse and Guilty after a bit and i dont exactly know what to do and its frusterating as fuck.

I Want to tell friends but i dont want to like dump it all on them because im Bad with knowing when to stop talking because when im upset its hard for me to know when to stop talking because i cannot read social cues or subtext at all and thats a whole issue in itsself and i am just Overwhelmed as fuck about it

I don't know why either because it is not a professional on the area and I don't have the same personal experiences with it as you do. I think it would help if you asked the people you're talking to that they tell you if it becomes too much, and maybe discuss with a therapist how to actually get helpful therapy but also talk not necessarily about what happened but why you feel this way when addressing your issues. The thing is: completely opening up all of a sudden about your trauma is not the way to go, you should take it slowly. I did therapy for my issues with trauma and it requires different types of therapy (this one is called EMDR). There is also a process everyone goes through in therapy that when you face whatever you are going through, it's often very painful and distressing and it might make you not want to do it again. EMDR tackles this problem - the process of opening up and coping with things is very carefully done so it doesn't overwhelm you. Cognitive behavioral therapy is often practiced, but personally it doesn't help me as much as other types of therapy does and that is perfectly fine. There is DBT too that helps a lot with soothing myself. I forgot the name of the method my current therapist uses, but it works better. I don't it's healthy to put yourself in distress because what works for others doesn't work for you (which is okay because everyone's minds are different). Therapy is supposed to help, and it doesn't really help to feel so overwhelmed by talking about something that is so deep without building bridges between you and the therapist and going at it at your own pace and trying different methods of therapy too! You have a right to actually do therapy in a way that works for you, and to ask around until you find the right therapist. I know it may sound silly, but it does help me a lot to vent on my journal too. Some people do vent art too, and it gives them some release and I think it might help you, just don't vent a lot if it becomes overwhelming.

I know we are going through different things, and I hope you can find some relief, maybe none of what I said helps, maybe someone in the comments can help, maybe just sending this messaged help, but I hope it gets easier and less heavy. You don't deserve to carry this alone and in silence and I hope you find healthy ways to communicate that don't overwhelm you and that are adapted to your needs, because that is how treatment should be.

Idk anon. We're going through completely different things but I can relate to what you are feeling a lot.

#anon #answered #tw ptsd #tw health problems

[cupcraft]

Wasn't sure where to send this without it just being my closest friends, and I don't have any public social media so I'm going to put it here to just get it off my chest, feel free to delete this or not respond. But while following the whole Dream situation currently, the lengths some people have gone through to defend Dream and to weaponize traumatic experiences just to defend their favorite cc instead of accepting the most likely truth is so scary, and so so sickening. It's left me and some of my friends, all of us victims of grooming & CSA (including the dreaded r word), (albiet not Dream's victims, so I can't imagine how fucked up the victims themselves feel) shaking because of the whole precedent set of "believe all victims unless the abuser is someone we like/love and in that circumstance we'll pick apart everything and dissect your trauma infront of millions of people so we can call you a liar and an attention whore" ...

it's incredibly fucked up to see and while these people have chosen that stance of hyper-analysing solid proof for anything, even picking at the victim's reasonable emotional responses to such a situation, has left the "real victims of this genre of abuse" that they "defend" so violently terrified of speaking up, ever, even if it's not about Dream. I feel bad for the victims, if it was enough to make me and other victims who are removed from the situation scared and trembling, I can't imagine how bad it is for them. Not even mentioning how the legal justice system is so heavily skewered against SA victims that, even if it does go to court, the victims are more likely to be proven "wrong" and Dream will get off scot free.

Idk. Just wanted to get some brewing strong emotions out somewhere, feel free to delete or ignore this, I'd understand fully :) everyone please remember to do something unrelated to ccs that you love and find comforting, drink some water, eat some fruits and/or veggies, etc.

hey anon i did want to post and respond to this and just want to say thank you for sharing this with me that is not easy by any means and im so fucking sorry that happened to you and your friends. if this was not okay to respond to pls send me another anon and ill delete it. imma turn rbs off on this for now just to be safe.

thats why right now our rhetoric (not yours i mean the fandoms) is so fucking important. because the hyperfocus and analyzing Amanda and judging her emotional response because she doesnt fit what they think a victim of dream's should look like is abhorrent and it does shit like this, which is so traumitizing and awful for ppl like you and anyone else who has experiences with abuse/grooming/etc. I dont speak much about my own experiences and they are not the same by any means, but even i have been a bit triggered by this rhetoric bc of some things ive experienced in similar topics (i dont want to vent esp after you shared you experience so ill be vague).

I havent seen it on my dash but i have seen it on twitter and stuff especially. Be so careful how you talk about people who come forward about grooming/abuse/etc. Be careful how you scrutinize victims. because it has real fucking impact.

and as this lovely anon said please find comfort today and take care of yourselves srsly. even log off for a week if you need to. my heart is going out to everyone, especially amanda and any other victims.

Thanks again for this ask <3

#ask #tea.cups #dream situation #tw sa #tw rape #tw grooming #ask to tag

[covenlegacy]

I'm sorry that i make coven blog some exchange of messages with others but i don't want to talk via messages with anyone, including coven because I had very bad experience with it plus everyone would attack me then. So that's why I use this method here sending anon replies. I agree with you too, anon. I guess that when my opinion wasn't loaded with negative emotions, especially about JK, more people would understand and reply this way before. But I'm only human with emotions that got the best of me. But just like you said. It's exactly this way. I treat coven as confidant who's in this topic and knows about this general obession over JK between fans so that's why it's a relief to spill the tea. But people act offended like it was about them. Maybe it is. But generally many Army's react this way. Idk maybe they don't fight back in rl and that's why they look for fights online. I already said it's some projection from their side. I also fought with others online when I had stesssful day but now i try not to do this. You're right. I've been fucking fighting for four years to not to think about JK. I used to think it's being in love but it's just attraction and fascination that is difficult to get rid of. Sounds like karmic lesson. So imagine how annoying it is when after seeing only one shit on Tumblr like gifset, he haunts my thought for hours. I actually felt happy when I saw him on vlive, especially with Bam so it's good but I'd like to not to think about it later. Like really, not think about him that often and randomly. Maybe avoiding everything related to him would be good but I get recommendations and he's really everywhere so I'd need to delete all of my social medias then. But I guess there would be some hot topic on Tumblr one day or elsewhere and I'd randomly saw him anyway. I guess it will pass but it just takes long. I'm sure it's some karmic lesson and i still need to learn something. I hope that I'll meet my spouse soon. I'm curious if he's my type. I'm a bit worried because my 7th house in vedic is ruled by Mars and astrologers say it symbolizes domineering, agressive, sporty, competetive spouse. If someone who knows astrology well, could tell me something more about this placement, I'd be grateful.

I get that you're very hurt. And it's okay to like a celebrity like JK. He represents alot of things at the same time. He is one of a very few number of people who backs up being this popular. Talent, looks and a lot of things in one. He is very easy to admire.

Anon, I know how bad it feels when people who are supposed to be your strength end up being the exact opposite and that's why I think people should calm down. At the end of a shitty day all you perhaps want is someone who shares a little bit of sympathy and not just be in an attack mode. So whenever you are deeply sad you vent out by saying stuff about him because you know that it won't affect him. By your posts I know that you know that you don't see him in your life and that's also proof that you are not delusional.

Don't mind me saying this but I think you feel good when all his fans attack you so that you have somebody to say things to. By this kind of fight you can say things that perhaps you won't in real life to the people you have real problems with.

Coven is cute that way. She gets the gossip for the blog and still she protects you because she knows what you feel and it's a win for you both.

Your crush and obsession is not really that. It's just that you don't like that people like him have the scope and opportunity to do things that their heart desires whereas someone like you has to fight for the smallest things.

I don't hate your messages and you don't have to apologize for this behavior because we all lose it sometimes but we are all not surrounded by people who won't judge us like that or admire us deeply for being soft and vulnerable.

.