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[omgkalyppso]

i need to make either an introductory post or a new writing masterpost since i'm not peddling anything atm. which is preferred?

Here's the old writing masterpost.

Thank you. Don't forget your daily click for G/a/za.

#please don't reblog this #i'm leaving reblogs on for Myself

[lugarn]

i loved episode 8 of the gay pirate show. without caveats.

there's nothing complicated for my love of it, but izzy's death and funeral and the wedding after shot me right back to the 90s/early aughts. see, my mom worked in AIDS service orgs, and i, a very normal teenager, spent all my time in the waiting room talking to the people who came.

i also spent a lot of time going to funerals. it was unavoidable, a part of life.

izzy's death scene and funeral and the wedding aftermath shot me right back there! surrounded by family, angry that someone who i very much wanted to live had died. the feeling of deciding to live on happily to spite the thing that killed them.

it was always followed always by everyone trying their best to celebrate life. i was too young to go party with them, but watching them get ready to go party after the funerals was formative for me.

the only two shows i've seen capture this feeling, this very important time in my life, are pose and gay pirates. nothing else captures the cycle of funerals marked with a weird mix of rage, sorrow, and the need to re-capture queer joy.

#untagged for obvious reasons #please don't reblog this

[alifeasvivid]

there's no "other" option... if you feel that strongly that it definitely isn't any of these, leave a comment P:

#please don't reblog this #sndr.5fm

[ashton-slashton]

At this point idk why I even fucking look forward to anything anymore

#the last two weeks have been utter shit and keep getting shittier and I'm really at my limit tbh #like I have to be strong I have to be the strong one here but I'm so fucking tired of having to be that #anyway the anguish and crushing sadness I feel is biblical in its overwhelming proportions #and I am truly a saint for not committing heinous acts of violence to combat the anger #please don't reblog this

[waywardsunlight]

I've been pretty frustrated with my friendships because I had to finally cut ties with somebody last February because I realized that they were just using me as a friend/ they had definitely moved on and were using me to get free support/to trauma dump, and then I got closer with a new person and then I didn't realize until it was pointed out to me that they were using me too. 😭 I feel so tired of being used and then I realized that I haven't been putting enough into the relationships with people who do care. I feel like I notice all the bad things and I forget the people who are actually there for me.

#personal #please don't reblog this #I'm kinda diarying right now #I promise I'm planning some TOH fanart #it's dadrius and collector stuff so please be patient with me #I just need to vent #vent

[roger-elizabeth-debris]

cuz I feel like posting it and just in case anyone was wondering

this is why I don't talk to mom.

like, this is the type of thing she's done our entire lives. my sister and I confronted her about the abuse, and, as y'all can she, she denied it. all of it. from the verbal, to the emotional, and even the physical abuse.

it's not even that we don't love her, it's the opposite, that's why we're trying to get her to go to therapy and a psychiatrist and shit, we want her to get better. but she's made it clear, she's not just not-open to the idea, but openly hostile to it. and the little comment "I disagree" is evident that she's too entrenched in her own self-protecting/narcissistic bullshit that she's willing to sabotage and ruin her relationship with her own children over it.

and for the uninitiated, there's no right answer to this question; say yes and she hits ya with the ol' fashioned "then why don't you show it? why are you doing this, after all I've done for you blah blah blah." say no, and that's whole other shitstorm varying from "get your shit and get out" (for when we were living there at least) to on god just throwing hands.

all there is to do really is point and laugh. laugh at the tragedy of the situation. laugh at the fact that these types of messages come through every few months or so literally out of the blue that they kinda leave you scratching your head wondering what sort of mental gymnastics she's just performed (and how drunk she is).

and most importantly, laugh at the fact that her question is, itself, emotionally abusive.

#cw #abuse #emotional abuse #parents #me #please don't reblog this #feel free to comment or message or whatever #i'm open to talking about it all #been almost 3 years at this point #so i'm p much over it #but it's still just aggravating #thinking about sending the screenshot to my dad actually lmao #still thinking about getting an 'eat cat shit' tattoo tho lol

[buttercuparry]

Besties do you think as Arya Stans we are gate keeping a bit too much? Like I saw a meta and a further clarification of the meta where the op uses "not like other girls" not in the sense of arya wanting male approval but loosely based on their own personal way of terming things which they admit isn't really the correct term to use but they do it in a way that's personally easier for them to understand.

I don't really agree with their meta as a whole and still think that no matter the intention it kind of stereotypes Arya, but I think personal projection and admission of it is kind of fair. I mean the trouble comes only when personal headcanons is claimed to be the truest interpretation, isn't it?

#please don't reblog this #I am just putting down my thoughts #not meant to be a condemnation against anyone #you all must know how much I love you and find joy in your met as #it's just...I wonder if we too go overboard

[fivekrystalpetals]

I--SCREAMS

I-I FOUND SOMETHING

WHAT IN THE WORLD

I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO THESE GUYS ARE BUT WHY DO THEY LOOK SO MUCH LIKE BREAK AND LOTTIE WHAT THE JGKSJGHSKKGK *SCREAMING WITH MY LIL DELULU SHIPPING HEART*

art belongs to mochijun | Rolan The Forgotten King

LIKE it's easy to see Lottie she looks exactly the same except with blond hair

with this dark-haired Break, he has the same same, I repeat, same red eye, same eye shape too!! (he has both eyes now!!!) plus there is that little, characteristic-of-his-eye, darkened dip in his bottom eyelid!!!! even that small puff in the side of his hair and the front bangs too are choppy sorta (tho the dark-haired guy has more separately falling hair strands ig?)???? hello???? ok you might say he looks like a bit of gil + break tbvh but for me this is 100% break I don't need anything now my life is fulfilled i saw how my ship would look side by side like some mom matchmaking her kid with her crush ghshgjjsk

ALSO *SCREAMING INTENSIFIES*

(okay he looks a bit more like Vanitas here but, um, could be because he was flustered??? now i know how break would look if he gets kissed all of a sudden hahajshgjjjgkkkl)

#ship post #idek what this is #except for the name and that illustrations were done by mochijun #yet....me with the increasing irrepressible desire to see these two #and for that reason alone might end up reading whatever this is #please don't reblog this #i might delete later #brottie #break x lottie

[bearsandbeansart]

What's up, Sooz? Fandom Related Questions: A, B & C please?

Have a great day! ^.^

A: Your current OTP.

Hard to say. I don't really have an OTP, I'm a multishipper at heart and mostly either find characters I like a lot and then ship them with everyone, or someone else pulls me into their ship and I like them. So for now, I guess the closest I have to an OTP is Jet/anyone or Ty Lee/anyone.

B: A pairing you initially didn’t consider but someone changed your mind.

So the part tripping me up with this question is the 'changed your mind' bit. If I hadn't considered a ship, I literally haven't ever thought about it. But once someone pitches a ship to me, I tend to like it. Whether or not I actively think about it is a different matter.

I guess the closest I've got to this are crack ships. Maybe Mai/Longshot, or Azula/Joo Dee. Ships where I'd never consider even putting them together to see what happens, but people wrote fics about them, and now I'm into them.

C: A pairing you wish you shipped, but just can’t.

The closest I've got to this is Zuko and Katara, and that answer really doesn't work for this question anyway because I do ship Zuko and Katara, just not actively. I like the ship, and I think that it is really great that there is a thriving community around the ship. The reason I don't actively ship them is that I realized that I don't perceive Zuko and Katara the same way that most within the ship's fandom do, and I don't want to bump heads with anyone for having a different opinion. It would be nice if I interpreted the ship in the same way as the rest of the fandom did, and it's unfortunate that I don't.

#sooz answers things #please don't reblog this #not looking to start any sort of debates about my answer to C and I am not trying to throw shade or upset anyone #i think all shippers are allowed to interpret their blorbos how they want to and ship how they want to #even when it differs from how I do it

[sirgawin]

i’m not a monarchist at all but the queen dying does feel... strange. it’s like she was part of the furniture. outdated, wobbly furniture, but still. she was there for all that time performing her function as a constitutional monarch. from a historical point of view you could say she has exemplified that role, stupid as it is. the medievalist in me thinks a monarch should probably have absolute power, or what’s the point (which is my argument for republicanism). it is absolutely ridiculous that the head of state is passed on through one family. but anyway. she was the queen for 70 years, regardless of any valid criticism about her or the institution she represented, and i think it’s good to simply acknowledge the moment.

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[samis-lists]

AN ABOUT ME LIST.

my name's sam. but you can call me sami.

i'm 21, turning 22 in august 2023.

any pronouns are fine. but when in doubt, use they / them.

i have some blog rules (to be linked).

i have a tag navigation (to be linked).

i am diagnosed with bipolar disorder.

i have been confirmed to have adhd & possibly autism by my therapist & psychiatrist. but i am not medically diagnosed due to financial reasons.

i enjoy art, writing, anime & music.

i have a calico cat named fiela.

i have a mix breed dog named yapa.

i have a kofi (@/samminikolai).

i have an art instagram (@/sam.nko).

i have an art tumblr (@ryosami).

i have a writing tumblr (@samnko).

my art & writing tumblr's are quite inactive.

my main tumblr is @trueformsukuna.

i am hoping to keep this blog active.

i am open to list ideas. send them in an ask if you'd like.

some lists might be silly & short, while others are more thought out & researched.

#PLEASE DON'T REBLOG THIS #introduction #.navi

[benedictsvestcollection]

I'm just.... Needing to put my thoughts here.

I've been having a really tough time lately emotionally/mentally and even physically.

I know a lot of ya'll know about my back problems and yeah, that still sucks for me. I'm working on finding a surgeon to see in my health plan but I can't seem to get any to call me back that are near me.

My roommate basically moved out unofficially (and in with his fiance, not giving me any warning) and has been kind of a dick about everything here. While he still pays half of everything here, he acts like I should be paying more even though it's not my fault he doesn't live here anymore. And when I call him out on that shit, he claims he's joking.

But really, I'm just.... Struggling with loneliness overall. Every time I think my life is looking up, something seems to pull me back like my back pain, my roommate being a dick, and just.... The universe basically telling me that I'll never get to be happy.

I feel like I'm never going to be happy. No matter how hard I try to be happy on the outside and inside. Life just seems to constantly drag me down and I just want to feel content and happy for once in my fucking life.

But all I ever seem to get is disappointment and depression.

I just feel too broken to ever be fixed.

#about me #personal shit #tw: depression #please don't reblog this #this was really hard and painful for me to write out and admit outloud #but I need to feel heard/seen at least

[arrthurpendragon]

He’s not spoiled at all, forcing me to hold him in my arms and snuggle forehead to forehead.

[slickshoesareyoucrazy]

Nice Teeth

PLEASE DO NOT REBLOG THIS

I know only like max 5 people are looking at what I write here, but I don't care. I guess the drive to write about certain things is pretty overwhelming right now, so here we go.

When I had 1000+ followers, everybody there was there because of what I wrote about our marriage. I shared a few semi-vulnerable things, but I never got super duper personal and revealing, and I admit I curated things to not include most of the biggest struggles J and I have had, and I never included any at all until they had resolution I could write about along with the problem. I like focusing on positive things and solutions and I do truly believe that what we focus on in writing and art and thought influences reality and that's just me. But today I want to write about probably the biggest, most serious disagreement J and I ever had, and you know...it never REALLY resolved. It's over now, and we don't talk or think about it much, but it was one of those few times when we couldn't come to a real agreement and we had to act anyway, and both of us still don't know what the right thing to do was/is/should have been, even after we did it.

When our son was in kindergarten, a trip to the dentist revealed his teeth weren't going to come in straight. (Shocker...I honestly don't think that any human being who hasn't already had thousands of dollars worth of orthodontia done could have a dental x-ray taken and be told they don't need some kind of cosmetic corrective action taken. And hell, I have a friend who had braces as a kid who now has them AGAIN as an adult, because a dentist told them so...I never thought they had bad teeth, myself). The dentist suggested an orthodontic appliance be placed when our son was 10. I noted this and told J about it, but it was 5 years away, so that was that until The Boy was 9 and a half, and he was about to enter 4th grade, and it came up again. I got nervous about it. Personally, I don't like medical intervention. It always scares me. And my best friend had a lot of orthodontia growing up, and it was painful and disruptive to his life. I'm a mom; I didn't want my baby to be in pain and have his life disrupted for basically purely cosmetic reasons. So I asked the dentist what the reasoning was behind the corrective change. Future headaches? Speech impediment? Harder to eat food? The dentist looked at me like I wasn't even speaking English and told me it was so my son could have nice teeth. I didn't want to do it. The appliance to me looked like a medieval torture device (it had a screw we had to turn every day and everything). No, it wouldn't be correcting future headaches or helping him speak clearly or eat more easily; in fact, while he was wearing it, it would CAUSE pain he'd have to take ibuprofen for and it would CAUSE a speech impediment, and it would CAUSE eating issues. I told J this. And J's response was, "My son gets nice teeth."

See, when J was growing up, his family did without a lot. Trips to the dentist only happened in emergencies; when pain was so bad it couldn't be ignored anymore. He didn't even have an option for orthodontics. J's smile isn't perfect. But I love it. My smile isn't either, and when I ask J what his favorite (physical) thing about me is, he always says it's my smile. But J WANTED braces. And he couldn't have them. Because of money. Now he could make sure his son had nice teeth. He didn't have to think twice about it; we can afford to give this to our son, so we will.

We spent about a month having a strained and irregular debate that was Nice Teeth vs. No Pain For Mere Cosmetics.

Nice Teeth won. Our son got the appliance. He cried regularly. "Am I gonna talk this funny at school, Mom?! :'( " "My head hurts; it hurts to chew; it hurts to eat; it hurts to swallow..." I told J I wasn't turning that screw, so J did it every day. Our son had the appliance taken out a week early because J couldn't do it anymore; couldn't watch our son cry anymore for nice teeth.

When our son moved from the pediatrician and the pediatric dentist to 'regular' ones in 2019, I told J, 'This is a new dentist, so when we get the x-rays, they are going to say he needs braces, because literally everyone needs braces, but...' And J cut me off. "The Boy gets braces if HE wants braces." Boy: I DO NOT WANT BRACES!

I know J's comment about the braces a couple years ago was conceding that maybe the appliance was a questionable decision. But I've told J a bunch of times since the appliance was removed that I know why he made the decision. We both want what's best for our son. J never wanted money to be the reason why we didn't get what's best for him. He didn't want him to be the kid who got teased in school for not having Nice Teeth if J could stop that from happening when he was 10 with some money.

A lot of parenting is like this and a lot of marriage is like this and a lot of two people who grew up working class/poor who are now financially secure is like this. I'm glad this is really the only time neither J or I has been sure what the right thing is and if we did it or not. But The Boy is doing ok right now. And he does have nice teeth.

#please don't reblog this #my writing

[lasnevadaslaborunion]

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#i learned something new about somebody i used to be close with #and now i'm processing just how bad a certain situation in 2017-2018 was for me and how much worse it could have been #i thought i'd moved on from this shit #personal #vent #please don't reblog this #i'll be okay. i just need to chill and listen to the rain and i'll forget again

[cloama]

Spending the afternoon and evening doing a decluttering of my mother’s living  space. She has developed hoarding tendencies and has finally accepted my help so we do this about once every three months, I guess. It’s been hard for her. I’m careful to clearly state what I’m going to do and why I’m putting things there. Usually I have to watch her and reconfigure things in relation to what she’s most likely to do. It’s a hidden talent. An extension of my anticipation of needs habit. Useless to me, gold to others. 

She went out for a break and I’m writing this because this was quite stressful. Only 90 minutes with frequent breaks and lots of talking. It’s hurricane season and I like to be prepared. Clean house and bags packed. You just never know when you’ll have to pick up and go. Having things organized softens the blow of losing everything. Also since Covid she’s got more fog than usual and it’s harder to recover and get energy to deep clean. And she hates it because she’s a very tidy person. But we’re no longer embarrassed- nope, we’re just problem solving super hard. 

This happens to the women in my family. Even the type a ones. Their kids grow up and whether it’s an illness or just finally being free, they just start GATHERING. Part of it is growing up poor and surviving. Part of it is online shopping. But 4 generations of women were like this. I’m personally a little worried about that same lil switch going off in my head when I’m 50. I can’t be a hoarder. I already am manic depressive. I can’t also store shit. 

Anyway...my feet hurt and I want to stop but we’re almost done. And I know better than anyone that there’s no better feeling than waking up in a clean space after living in chaos for a few months. So back to work, I guess. 

#please don't reblog this #god i'm so tired but it's hurricane season #and we can't have clutter when we might have to pack up our lives at any moment #so we're cleaning #you should clean too. #you should also ask for help when you need it.