#this is to find others like me LMAOOOO

[bandsanitizer]

#important poll lol #polls #alison speaks? #if you saw the original no you didn’t #this is to find others like me LMAOOOO #but anyways #if you want a spoiler #and d didn’t look it up #the answer is 5000 #do with that what you will

[emblazons]

WARNING: FFVII spoilers + ship talk—scroll if you want to skip, because I am simply commentating my own gaming experience & not trying to start a war in the comments

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It’s the way I’m DESPERATELY trying to play FFVII with an openness to Cloud and Aerith because I know it means so much to so many people—and yet even when I go to YouTube and watch alt versions of mandatory scenes I cannot fathom how people are missing the subtext of “Aerith knows and acknowledges Tifa is so much more than Cloud’s friend even as she wants his attention because she doesn’t know if he’s really himself, has been extremely lonely since Zack left + knows somewhere she’s going to die for herself” ☠️

Like I am 3000% for FF ships that have a lot of groundwork but aren’t primary canon, because Square is notorious for building true chemistry between people who are not ever canonically romantic (hello Phoenixflare) but…it’s getting kind of absurd to see how many people are denying the subtext of Aerith as secondary to Tifa solely because they love their ship.

Perfect example: the scene where Aerith goes up on the Nebelheim water tower (a place wholly and entirely tied to Cloud and Tifa’s ongoing relatonship) and asks Cloud about his town…only for us to get this:

As someone who just consumes media generally…the whole subtext of the scene is clearly that Aerith trying to 1) pull Cloud’s actual memories up from the mind muck he’s going through (something she and Tifa both do repeatedly) and 2) remind Cloud of the side of him that inherently has always had a whole ass crush on his childhood best friend to help jog his memory.

Sure, it reads as a cute moment between them if you want that…but if you’re paying attention to the purpose of the scene itself and what’s being said (verbally and subtextually)…it’s astronomically clear this is a Cloud x Tifa recognition delivered to the audience through a Cloud/Aerith moment…and this happens repeatedly ☠️

And then…immediately after having her be upset that she doesn’t have someone the way Cloud has Tifa, and asking to be alone? I…I just. Like it’s so hard to be here in the middle of a war about “optional scenes” when shit that happens to everyone happens just like this 😭

#example of what I’m talking about under the cut #I just. LISTEN. #I fucking love Aerith #I really do #and even though some of her actions are quite curious to me re: cloud romance #I can clearly tell they are setting her up as loving him as a friend more than a romantic partner #and her still feeling so tied to Zack…while knowing she’s in for something terrible. #even with all the whispers shit that’s crystal mf clear—she’s just trying to find joy while she can #and cloud is more than willing to indulge her because he cares deeply for her too! #…and yet #we are so clearly in for a cloud x tifa romance in the long haul #Tifa and cloud love each other. cloud and Aerith LIKE each other—and even she comments DIRECTLY on ‘liking v LIKING’ #I just…whew #ship your ship #but let’s not outright lie to ourselves here LMAOOOO #ffvii analysis #cloti #ffvii #ffvii spoilers #remake spoilers #final fantasy spoilers #the me tag

[brutal-nemesis]

YWDaC: Turns Out, Forever Is a Long Time

Ayo we have FINALLY arrived at the end of Castys's lil pirate misadventure I hope you have enjoyed all of the delicious lore

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Ingredients: storm at sea activity, mentioned stabbing, suicide for "convenience" (it's not quite the usual level of he doesn't care but it's still not like bro wants to die yk), a little self harm (once again, out of practicality)

What Castys really wanted was to have something for breakfast, but responsibilities came first, so here he was, delivering a message that he could have ordered anyone else to relay, just so he could go back belowdecks and hopefully grab something on the way back, which made him wonder if he should have been given responsibilities in the first place, but oh well, he didn’t put himself in charge. Now, to get this done so he could eat. Castys knocked on the door in front of him, and upon hearing a noise that sounded like a word, he entered. Captain Izogie was sitting with her shirt partially off and her back to him, exposing the bold patterns of white fire ink curling around her dark shoulders. Alfyn was standing behind her with his hands on her bare back, clearly concentrating. It was a sight he’d seen before, but he always felt a little awkward stumbling upon it. 

“Uh, sorry, didn’t realize it was woman magic day.”

Izogie laughed a little as she turned her head to look at him. “Is that what you lot call it?”

“Less of a mouthful than whatever Alfyn says.”

Alfyn just sighed. “Estrogen production stimulation?”

Castys nodded. “Doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue. Anyway, Captain, just thought I’d let you know the sunrise is red this morning, and given the clouds now, we’re all pretty sure it’s gonna storm. And yes,” Castys held up a hand, “preparations are already underway. Just wanted you to be aware.”

Alfyn, finished with Izogie’s treatment, stepped back. “In that case, I have a few things to secure in the med bay. If you’ll excuse me, Captain.”

Izogie nodded as she buttoned her shirt. “Thank you, Alfyn, you’re excused.” He gave Castys a smile as he left. “Thank you as well, Castys.” She gave him a thoughtful look as she pulled her coat on and stood up. “You know, when you first arrived, I wasn’t sure if you were going to last here, but here you are, my first mate, of all things. You’ve grown quite a bit.”

Castys rolled his eyes and smiled, leaning against the doorframe. “Well, yeah, a scared tied up kid rarely looks like he’s gonna amount to anything. And it took you a few years to get that mouth off of me,” he laughed.

“You say that like it’s gone completely,” Izogie said with a glint in her eye, coming up to stand in front of Castys. Despite more than a decade passing, she still towered over Castys, the passage of time only showing in the lines on her face and the gray streaking her hair. He hadn’t grown any taller, but he’d at least gained some muscle and quite a few scars, which was well within the realm of expectation for being a pirate. “Well then, let’s go help out, Castys. This isn’t our first storm, and we need to make sure it won’t be our last.”

“I’d prefer to go down to a sea monster, at least. And I can’t imagine anything short of a hurricane taking you, Captain.”

“I’d like to see one try.” 

The storm that night certainly did.

The rain came down in sheets, driven to needlepoints by the harsh winds. It was more difficult than ever to hear the shouts of the crew as reports and orders were passed around, and Castys’s throat was raw from relaying directions to the men at the helm. He was glad for the storm sails, because even though they hadn’t had time to put all of them up, they were still making good progress through the crashing waves. At least, he hoped so. 

The ship’s bow pierced through another wall of water, and it was all Castys could do to stay on his feet, holding tight to the rope tied around his waist. Shit, one of the men at the helm had collapsed, and there was no one else to take his place. Castys ran up, grabbing the wheel alongside the others as he continued to keep an eye on the angle of the bow and the oncoming waves. It was fine, he could keep this up even as his arms burned from the strain, the hairs that had escaped from his ponytail blowing in his eyes and sticking to his face, making it even harder to see, the ever-louder thunder overhead drowning out the sound of his own voice. Didn’t matter if things were only getting worse, they had to keep-

CRACK

Everything was too loud, or maybe too quiet, roaring and buzzing, he was pressed up against the soaking wood of the deck and there was a ball of dense, sharp agony buried in his chest, making it hard to breathe, he kept coughing, couldn’t stand, couldn’t see, the blackness was coming, fading in and out, and all of a sudden he was belowdecks, blood and rain puddling around him, hands on his chest, pulling up his shirt, the words muffled, his chin moved up, Alfyn’s eyes were gray and full of fear, he hadn’t seen that expression before, or maybe he had, and maybe he was going to die, here, because of the storm, because he couldn’t breathe, time was up, that was it, those thirty-four years were over and done he wasn’t getting that time back no more tries he was satisfied with that right he had to be he couldn’t have any regrets because he wasn’t supposed to but it would have been nice if…if…

Castys woke up to a vast expanse of yellowish-white, which was not the color he expected the afterlife to be. Upon further inspection, though, it turned out that it was just a sheet over his head. After tossing it off and sitting up, he was greeted by a shrill scream that should have come from a young girl but actually came from Alfyn. 

“Chill, dude, you shouldn’t have put that over me if you’d healed me.” Castys narrowed his eyes a bit as he talked. Did his voice always sound like that? Maybe whatever injuries he’d had had damaged his hearing or something. He wasn’t in any pain now, though, so that was good.

“C-Castys you-you’re-how are you-” Alfyn ran over, nearly tackling Castys as he pulled up his tattered shirt to reveal a rather bloodstained but otherwise perfectly fine torso. Castys gave him a weird look, leaning away.

“Uh, you’re the one who fixed whatever it was, weren’t you?” He brushed his wet hair off of his face as he stared down at himself. Why the fuck did he grow his hair out, again? It was annoying as hell like this. 

Alfyn shook his head in disbelief. “I didn’t heal you, Castys. You-you were…both of your lungs had collapsed and I-I couldn’t fix it but-” He looked Castys in the eye, frowning. “You…you look different. Younger.” He ran a hand over Castys’s ribs, and Castys was very glad that he was more than used to the medic touching his bare skin. “There’s no scar from what just-” 

“Hey, what are you-” Castys yelped as Alfyn forced him to lean forward, pulling up his shirt even more to expose his back.

“You still had scars from your first day, didn’t you? When you were flogged?”

“Uh, I think so? I don’t really make it a hobby to look at my back, so you’d probably know better than me.” 

Alfyn sighed, letting go of Castys and standing up. “Well, if they were there before, they’re gone now. You…” He looked around at the patients lying on the cots on the other side of the room. “Do you feel alright, Castys?”

“I think so? I’m not in any pain or anything, but…I dunno, does my voice sound weird to you?” There were a few other things that were bothering him, but he couldn’t really get a solid hold on what they were. He just felt different, his thoughts more scattered, his arms less muscular than he remembered, the persistent ache in his left knee from a battle wound a few years ago completely gone now.

Alfyn nodded slowly. “Now that you mention it, it does seem a little…off.” He frowned again. “Look, I don’t know what’s going on with you, Castys, but I have more urgent patients to attend to, and I’m going to ask you to stay put until we can get this sorted out.”

“But the s-”

“Fine then, I’m not asking, I’m ordering. Doctor’s orders supersede everything else, you know that. And the storm has almost passed. So stay. Put.”

Castys grumbled and crossed his arms, but he didn’t move to get up. He knew all too well that Alfyn wasn’t above restraining disobedient patients, and he’d rather avoid that today. Bored, he peeked at his chest again. It was very bloody, but there were no injuries anywhere, and poking his ribs didn’t hurt like a bitch, so they weren’t broken or anything. What was weird though was that he still had some scars, just not all of them. The twisted one on his tummy and the clean line over his heart were still there. He slapped a hand on his right cheek and tried very hard to smile, finding that, yup, he still couldn’t really do it on that side, so the remnant of the gash on his face was still there. But the one on his knee, on his arm, and apparently the ones on his back…gone. It didn’t make sense. Unless…

He put a hand over his heart. Every scar he still had now, he’d gotten before…before that day. The day he still didn’t want to believe had happened. Just as he was about to dig up that lovely little box of buried memories, Captain Izogie rushed in, worry etched in her face. 

“Alfyn, is it true Castys is-” she laid eyes on Castys and the tension visibly drained from her body. “Oh thank Mydnar.” She walked over and crouched down in front of where he was seated on the floor, eyeing him suspiciously. “What…what did Alfyn do to you? You look like a kid again.”

“Not my fault!” Alfyn called from where he was working on someone’s fucked-up arm.

“Uh, yeah, I, um,” Castys laughed nervously. “It’s my fault. I think. But I’m okay! All the breathing is happening fine.”

Izogie shook her head. “You’re not making any sense. Laias said a broken piece of the mizzen top yard poked a hole through your chest.”

“It did,” Alfyn said, wiping his hands as he walked over. “Both of his lungs were punctured. I worked as quickly as I could after I pulled it out, but…” he swallowed. “Your pulse was gone, Castys.”

“But I…I’m fine. I’m…” He swallowed. Everything was so cold all of a sudden, that was the only reason he’d be shaking like this, right? Had to be. Unsure if he even wanted to know the answer to this question, Castys lifted his shirt, poking at the scar on his stomach. “Alfyn…what if a person was…was stabbed right here. And the knife was dragged and twisted a bit before being pulled out. And then it went,” his finger was over his heart now, “right here. Would that person…would they die?”

Alfyn looked at Castys in slight horror before slowly nodding. “Without medical attention, in a matter of minutes. Possibly less depending on how much the stomach wound had bled and how much damage had been done.”

Every worry line in Izogie’s face stood out more than ever before. “Castys, you-what are you saying? Are those scars-”

“I think so.” Castys dropped his shirt. “At least, from what I can remember. So maybe I…I already died. Before this. All this time I just thought I might be remembering things wrong, but if what Alfyn said about earlier is true, then…and it might explain why I’m…different.”

“So you think you’re some kind of…” the furrow in Alfyn’s brow deepened, “immortal?”

Immortal. The thought was sort of exciting, as ridiculous as it seemed, but it was also sort of terrifying. Why the fuck was he one, anyway, if it was true? He was just Castys, a random pirate with incurable amnesia about his childhood and hadn’t done anything special besides the whole…maybe this was some kind of fucked-up reward for finishing his mission? But then where had-fuck, okay, no more of that, his brain hurt too much. Why think about things when he could get some results?

“Hey, Captain, could you stab me or something? I wanna see what happens.”

Izogie, who was still clearly trying to process whatever the hell was going on, gave him a very concerned look. “No, Castys, what-even if you think you’ll-you’ll come back what if-”

“Well, I should have died twice now. So I feel like I’ve already gotten a second chance if I was going to be dead anyway.” He glanced over at Alfyn. “Could you-”

“I’m a fucking doctor, Castys. My hands aren’t-I can’t. No.” The other pirates cursed pretty much every other word, but coming from Alfyn, that word might as well have been a cannon blast. Seeing that neither of his friends were willing to stab him for science, Castys dropped the idea and let them examine him for a bit before finally getting cleared to go back to his quarters. The crew gave him odd looks as he passed by, just hammering it in even more that he was different somehow. Either that or they’d heard he fucking died and was now walking around perfectly healthy, which was also probably cause for concern.

Once he was alone, he pulled out his sword and looked at his reflection in the blade. From what he could tell in this shitty makeshift mirror, his face did look a lot more youthful than he remembered. The scruff on his chin and his longer hair did make him look a bit older than the age he supposed his body was now, but the beard was itchy and long hair was a pain in the ass. Part of him wanted to hack his ponytail off right now with his knife, but he’d rather not look like a total mess on top of everything else, so he could wait to ask for a haircut tomorrow. He could shave, however, and he felt a lot better once it was done. 

Turning the razor over in his hands, Castys wondered if he really would come back to life again if he slit his throat or whatever. Well, only one way to find out. His clothes were already super bloody, anyway, so that wouldn’t be a problem. Here goes nothing, then.

Why were his hands shaking so much? It was just dying, he’d apparently done it before, it was fine, he’d come back, he wasn’t leaving anyone behind, just a quick swipe of the blade and then…then…he’d come back, right? Right. A-and if he didn’t, he’d already cheated death before, so it was only fair for things to end now. Deep breath maybe his last-

The blade moved a little more slowly than he would have liked, a flash of pain before-

Castys opened his eyes. He was still in his cabin, lying on the floor, razor still gripped in his hand, fresh blood warm and sticky on his neck. S-so then…he’d died. And come back. And wasn’t in any pain. 

Some sick fascination drove him to slice a deep gash in his arm before turning the blade on his neck again.

He woke up just as healthy as before, no cut in sight.

That settled it, then. Castys…he was immortal. A deep feeling of freedom unlike anything he’d ever known washed over him. He could do anything, go anywhere, not having to worry about wasting his time or being in danger, because fuck that he was immortal nothing would ever stop him again. 

Lying in a puddle of his own blood, Castys couldn’t help but laugh.

He got slapped and lectured the next day for testing things out on himself, sure, but it was nothing in the face of his infinite future. He could go on with everyone forever and e-

Kamon left. 

Alfyn died. 

Izogie retired.

And then, one day, Castys was standing on the deck of the ship, his ship, and he realized he didn’t recognize a single face looking back at him. Well, he recognized them, but he didn’t know them, didn’t remember any of them from his life before the years felt like minutes. There was a divide between them, and he wasn’t sure who put it there.

Immortality was…lonely. Isolating. 

Someone else like him had to be out there, right? So he’d look all over, chase down every lead, even an immortal monster or something would do, he just needed-

Castys felt as alone as he was all those years ago, trapped on that deserted island, the passage of time impossible to follow. 

But no matter what, he’d find that ship on the horizon. 

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#i wrote something #whump #castys #immortal whumpee #pirate whump #suicide for convenience #why is it so hard to write things that arent pain why do people have to talk to each other so much #but uh there you go there's Boy Finds Out lore #ive said it before in like an ask answer but now it is right there in the canon: #castys acts the way he does partly due to the fact that he is mentally 19 and his brain is not fully mature! #he's also just. like that. but he would mellow out some with age for sure #uh what else...oh rip to kamon i was planning on including them more and then it just felt forced so sorry bruh #yes izogie is trans and during this time period HRT is similar to our world where it's something that has to be upkept constantly #it's just a magical procedure instead of a shot #later as shit advances magic will be able to force the endocrine bitches to produce the preferred hormones forever with only one procedure! #it's still a slow process but much less upkeep #i could talk more (you can send an ask if you want me to 🤧) but back to this actual thing #alfyn i just took his name from the octopath apothecary and no one called me out so im doing it myself #poor castys gets so excited about being immortal and then immediately gets hit with the reality of crippling lonliness lmaoooo #i say immediately but it was like 20 years or smth #i can FINALLY work on next erebus chapter oh we are finally at the Place no one will be excited but me

[butwhatifidothis]

Me: Man, even if I prefer other ships, I can at least appreciate Claude///leth for finally having a lord/leth ship have the two be on equal standing with each other growth wise, where the two actually show off traits to the other that signify them as nice stand-alone characters that also happen to grow with each other quite well. It’d be a shame if any spinoff media were to completely fuck with the one thing I like about this ship-

Hopes: *heavily implies, if not outright state, that Claude only has any semblance of curiosity, morals, or trust if and only if he is in the general presence of Byleth and that he’d be literal garbage without them giving him good traits through osmosis*

Me: 

Me: well that’s unfortunate

#Fire Emblem Warriors Three Hopes spoilers #Fire Emblem Warriors: Three Hopes spoilers #anyway 3H!Claude///leth >>>>>>>>> Hopes!Claude///leth you cannot change my mind #Hopes' version is literally why I don't like Dimi///leth or Edel//eth #because so much of the lord's growth is strictly given to Byleth while Byleth themselves barely exists as a character #is was GOOD that Claude///leth was different!! that Byleth made distinct choices for Claude that they didn't do for others!! #Claude is legit the one non-Nabatean other than BYLETH'S DAD to ever learn of Sothis straight up living in Byleth's head #He helps Byleth find Rhea for his own curiosity AS WELL AS Byleth's sake (and their ACTIVE WANT to find Rhea) #They joke around with and open up to each other MUTUALLY #It's not just Byleth acting as a brick wall for others to dump their backstories onto - they share parts about themselves to Claude #And in return Byleth encourages Claude's ALREADY FUCKIN' EXISTANT curious nature - they don't CREATE it #''I feel a pull towards you'' and ''different personalities without Byleth/Garreg Mach'' RUIN Claude///leth imo #because it gets rid of their unique and equal dynamic #for the typical and boring ''Byleth Stood There and magically changed [insert character here]'s life forever'' #and fucks over Claude's character so that he's a completely and utter shitstain #who somehow COMPLETELY CHANGES ENTIRELY if Byleth is within a 500 ft radius of him #anyway just wanted to rant a bit lmao ignore me being madge over a ship that's not even an OTP of mine lmaoooo

[multiimistakes]

ykno for writing gavin's bio high i think i did an OK job!!!

#anyway self love is staying up until 6am adding a self indulgent canon x oc orientated muse to ur dumb blog #not me taking a dead villain npc from my other super secret agent oc. having the 'dead' part be faked #and having him just snake his way into COD lore like nothing happened lmAOooo #good for him tbh. gaslighting king. i cant wait for super secret agent man oc to like kill him for real when he finds out he's alive #anyway the edi is mostly worn off. now i am merely full of many thoughts #cw drug mention

[tiredassmage]

tyr & hyroh or rhyst & hyroh for the oc date meme? 👀

Send me “[your OC name] + [my OC name] = date?” for me to tell you the chances of my OC going on a date with your OC

I suppose it's fair to establish Tyr never rules out seduction as a means to an end, though it's generally not the first path he reaches for (and probably less so the older he's gotten; more correlated to the different roles he's taken since his early Intelligence career compared to now than doubt of his skills, but I digress). But that'd imply he'd be looking at Hyroh like a job and fuck is he ever tired of looking at the whole damn galaxy like he's holding a thermal detonator in the middle of an oil field. Even if it's maybe true. Even if it is maybe one of the few things that's kept him alive. Aside from the spite. The spite does wonders sometimes. It's also a little toxic simultaneously, but that's not a first date topic. At least take him home for a night or three before you start trying to crack open his aching desire to simply exist, please?

It'd almost transfix him that someone's even asking. And Tyr, battered idealist at heart that he is, so long as he's not actively looking like a trap? If he's confident enough he's not going to walk immediately into one. Alright. Sure. Let's see what happens for an evening, a night, a quiet morning. He'd like somewhere a bit quieter, if you don't mind. Big, public scenes aren't... really his thing, not least because there's more variables to a sound exit strategy when there's more people involved.

I'd also call him liable to catch feelings about the whole thing because there's very few people who can or bother to try making him feel seen and this question asked with any genuine intent to get to know him is... one of those things, lol. Tyr doesn't commit to people lightly, but when he does, he tends to do so with his whole damn chest and every ounce of him he can uncover in whatever rubble exists of Cipher Nine. He's... fallen a little in love with a fair handful or two of people along the way because of that, I'd say. Little's come of most of it, of course, but... it's worth it, to him. It proves it's all real. It reminds him why he keeps marching forward.

TLDR, I guess, lol, Hyroh's got the right stuff to make Tyr feel emotions. Maybe they'll have luck actually processing them together? At the very least, you've made a friend who'd protect your secrets with his life. I think he'd find way more in common with Hyroh than he'd expect, lol. But that'd just draw him in more, tbh. It's difficult to resist the call of a potentially kindred spirit when they are a rare brand in the galaxy. (And... generally for reasons Tyr would classify as 'good.' He's still fighting this mess so there's hopefully less people as lost as he is.)

Oopsie that was an essay, Tyr unlocks so many emotions in me, how do either of us process all of this???? Rhyst is telling me I should go to bed because it's almost midnight sO. >.> Let's call it here for the night, lol.

#answered #there is never a day i don't want to put tyr under a microscope #stare at the stars and talk about life??? when??? #cut engines in the middle of space and drop off the scanners for a while? #i think he deserves that #ch: tyr #i think they could fascinate each other like they fascinate me #i CANNOT make words more coherent tho so i am going to quit while we're ahead on the soapboxes about blorbo in vaguely poetic ways thing #what tyr doesn't mention on the first date is how reckless his devotion is tho skskfkldfnlkdsfn #idk if that's a boon or a double uh oh fuck for them guess they'd fuck around and find out lmaoooo #tyr's the kind of man that'd kill for you and get fucked up trying to protect you and he'd still fuss over reciprocated reckless behavior #it's not that he isn't self-aware it's that that's not the point!!! #not an argument i see him winning ever but that won't stop him from trying unfortunately

[supaara]

lrb - i love that post bc i was literally thinking about how jughead had rabies like earlier today. i really do think about that all the time

sorry it's just him calling betty a "cold fake duplicitous bitch" and then IMMEDIATELY FALLING DOWN A SINK HOLEEE?????? INTO THE SEWER????? WHERE HE HALLUCINATES THE RAT KING BUT IT'S REALLY JUST REAL ASS RATS EATING HIM ALIVE AND GIVING HIM RABIESSSS????? what a scene. rat king forever.

#tbh i dont remember much about s5 bc uhhhhh i didnt like it LOL but this was a good part #also i can't imagine anyone finds that line about betty nearly as funny as i do but i love it. the vitriol is soooo funny to me #like.. get her ass ig LMAOOOO #riverdale #wait the only other thing i remember about s5 was nana rose giving jughead and tabitha an 'alien specimen' but it was just a real ass guy #he just like. had a deformity. and she kept the corpse. and just gave it to these strangers. #i take back every bad thing i've ever said about this show it's so good

[crypticblossom]

I'm a fairly private person, esp when it comes to relationships and whatnot. So there are, apparently, many people irl who don't know I'm queer. But I have no interest in coming out over and over, I'm more like if you know you know, or you'll figure it out eventually. But it's always funny when people find out and they think I've kept it secret or that im in the closet, telling me "OMG you need to live your truth!!" Like, I've been living my truth fine for years, your gaydar just fucking sucks my dude. 😂

#its always cishets with no actual queer friends who want to prove they are an 'ally' that get the most worked up over finding out lmaooo #or you get the 'my cousins best friends sister is also gay' bs lmaoooo #this happened to me the other day and i just had to vent #i also dont like to tell people cos they can get real fucking weird and think you being gay means its okay to ask about your sex life #like whattt

[muu-kun]

I don't know what the implications of being someone's affiliated blog entails, but I'm sure being one is very nice.

#; ♡ ; ooc #I'm not really the type of blog to appear on them because I am the absolute worst at ooc conversation due to a one track mind BUT #I never am so let down by that that I can't find it absolutely the cutest shit possible when the people in my dash talk about #those kinds of connections they have with each other #if anything I think my actual complaint is the lack of mood boards !! those are the SHIT and I live better every day I see one #pop up into my dash as this indicator amongst muns like I was thinking of you so heres a present !! #God it is the cutest shit and no one would ever be able to rid that from me ever #because the Innate celebrations muns hold for each other regardless of age or time on this platform #is permanently adorable and I'd like to see someone try to convince me otherwise #and if anyone is ever sad thinking to themselves how much they wish people loved them and their creation enough to include them #In such a list know that your time will come someday its okay !! there are an abundance of blogs on this platform #and eventually you will stumble across even just a modest few that will genuinely think to themselves wow ur neat !! #and I know that is easier stated than felt when all you ever see is the existence of squads or popular cliches that don't include you but #fuck that mentality for a second and consider the possibility such can occur all the same #and know you are probably at least doing better than me lmao #been here for ten years and only has a tiny amount of rp friends BUT I love muu so we stay being everyone's problem LMAOOOO #you'll have to beat us off this hellsite with a STICK

[harryswinks]

i’m really going through it rn lol

#i’ve got 3 of my mates talking about how amazing things are with their boyfriends and stuff #i’ve got another non stop talking about a guy she slept with #and the other talking about how she thinks its going well with a lad from work #and i’m just there like :) #i HATE when the conversation about anything boy related comes up #because i get the inevitable ‘nooo you’re putting yourself down too much youre attractive you’ll find someone’ #okay WHERE #even when i do meet new people it’s not me they’re interested in #when we went to bristol and my other mate managed to get off with someone #and the girl we’d gone to visit was like ‘ah well i thought there was a vibe with you and so and so’ #and i went 🤨 and she went ‘well you know you both dye your hair black’ #very convincing thank you very much #like i’m very happy my friends all have it going good with lads but when the fuck is it my turn #it was the same at uni!! was always me on my own without any lad in any capacity #i just…. it would be nice to feel somewhat wanted lmao #anyway i’ll probs delete this later i’m being pathetic lmaoooo #stacey speaks

[deus-ex-mona]

you may now kiss the kazuki—

#if i had $1 for every instance of a blue-haired idol with 7 july as their birthday i’d have $3. #which isn’t a lot but it’s still hilarious that there’s even three of them— #pls ignore the ghostxghost duo behind the cursed kazukis. i couldn’t remove them properly. graphic design is my passion you see— #also himeru really does look a little like kazuki right?👀👀 light blue hair… gold-ish eyes.. #inedible blubbering #in other news it’s officially 7 july where i’m at which means i’m now ✨officially ancient✨!!!!! #at least today won’t be overshadowed by the weeksary of my grandma’s cremation (unlike last year lmaoooo) #also! i managed to find the nenerobo-advertised garlic tonkotsu cup noodles (from that wack af cup noodles collab song) #i’m looking forward to trying it!! don’t let me down nenerobo!!!!!!!!

[mooralltach]

Best month for you this year??? :D

My first best month I answered here, but my second best month has to be June, I think!

I'm a big fan of the weather finally starting to get actually warm, but it was also the month I went to my first big concert, and man did that leave an impression on me! My dad took me to see Elbow, which is his favorite band at the moment, and not only can Guy Garvey sing insanely well live, he also has this very chill but captivating way of engaging the crowd. I've also become a very big fan of merging into the exhilarating energy of one of your fave bands playing live, and singing along to all the songs so loud your throat basically burns away (but in the best way) I don't even know if I can accurately explain the feeling of the experience but it honestly feels like every viber of your being goes up in the music..!

#not to be corny but like. you really become the music #CONCERTS MY BELOVED #my dad and i got matching elbow shirts and love to annoy my mom with it lmaoooo #she loves it but thinks we're way too obsessed #everytime when in the evening she thought were done listening to elbow for the day one of us changed into our elbow shirt #we've also worn it on the same day without communicating to each other and only finding out when finally seeing the other #me and my dad waving and pointing: same shirt! same shirt #dweebstories #ALSO #a very happy new year to you in advance!!!!!!

[odysseys-blood]

calling the hospital is wild u know damn well im not paying 2k up front idk why u even said that number and u havent even run the insurance yet. u can have $20 cause thats all i got.

#cliffnotes/.txt #havent gone yet i just had to call to register w/ the hospital for next week #like lmaoooo u wild. scheduler told me not to pay yall for realsies yet and im listening to her #if the person on the other end of the line giving u a tip sounds tired as hell but theyre giving u detailed step by step instructions #i just find that i gotta believe em #and i will

[doctorwormcore]

Like no joke in between this, my headaches getting really bad again, having to tape my right pinky more often, and getting my blood taken yesterday, this sucks lol.

OH SHIT and my bladder! The bad pain after pissing is back lol gang gang

Getting my blood taken yesterday was fuckijg funny. I went with my dad bc he had to get some taken and dads in and done easy! One vial, in and out in like 10mins if that.

....I was in there for at LEAST 20, bc I had to get four vials taken, I have some of the WORST veins known to man and it was a fasting test. Thank fuck this amazing woman was able to get me first stick! No collapsing veins!!! It went great..

...then I had to lie down on the bed bc I went south so quick lol!!!! I used to be SO GOOD at getting blood drawn, but as I've gotten older I go south so quick. No fainting thankfully!!! Just really clammy, dizzy and nauseous. And I mean CLAMMY. I go so cold to the touch but sweat profusely (we love hyperhidrosis)

So I wasn't able to leave until I'd laid down for a bit and drank a full cup of water. I miss when I was 16 and got 7 vials taken in a day and only got a bruise... ;-;

#kass.txt #chronic illness shit #honestly the funniest is a tie #once my mum (in a wheelchair) saw me as the nurse left tp grab some water and started SHRIEKING bc i was lying flat on the ground...lmaoooo #the other is getting an iron infusion.bc my veins are literally so bad the only one big enough was on the side of my wrist where the bone is #and my doctor was like 'it'll hurt' and i was like shell be right :^) #and the SECOND the needle started going into my wrist i just HIT the bed slumped forward...legit folded ij half #likr there was NO WARNING i just immediately hit the deck lolllllll #needle tw #when i say my veins are bad its bc ive been told i have naturally REALLY little veins and they also roll #plus they disappear?? like theyll find one. grab the alcohol wipe. and bOOM its gone?!?!?! #also they have a habit of stopping bleeding or not bleeding....but it ALWAYS bleeds when the needles removed #i need to have butterfly needles every time lolololol #theyre legit so small....having the saline put in when you have an mri? the saline blew my vein open and there was this massive lump #anyway....i have to gain the confidence to insist i lie down for draws. i can do asking for butterflies no prob #i think tbh as my headaches got bad thats wjen my blood draws got shit in terms of presyncope #my brain is all g on mri tho

[trashbaget]

just had to listen to some the most earsplittingly awful takes in dreadfully shitty songs and have fully reconsidered my decision to listen to the songs i hate as penance on this collab playlist i just doubled, so with the exception of the yuckiest songs i’ve ever heard from one of my brother’s roommates, i will suffer through the likes of dicked down in dallas, popular monster, and that one weeknd song that was pretty much only written for sex playlists

#honestly i think i’d like popular monster if my siblings didn’t DRASTICALLY overplay it for years lmao #this is coming from a bitch whose most played songs will clock over 5-700 akdhskkd #i suffered through one of those gross songs because it was slightly tolerable but then another one by that artist came on and i wanted to #????? die ?????? so i shall not be listening to Those Ones lmaoooo #shut up im holding the trashtalking breadstick #why listen to the songs i don’t like you ask? #it builds character #i have added 200some (less than 210) songs to this playlist thst collectively the others have only managed to add maybe 180? #granted he’s sent the link to maybe 3 more ppl that haven’t added songs yet #anyway this is all unnecessary but i find it amusing to listen to the songs that drive me insane on group playlists because it reminds me of #the good old days when i’d complain loudly in the backseat when songs i hate came on and my family wouldn’t skip them because they loved thm #like i said. penance #nostalgia is a funny thing

[chaos-and-cookies]

Turns out u CAN in fact take a nap w.o feeling like u got hit by a truck waking up

U just need a new pricy mattress and even pricier pillows, but its possible!

#we spent a small fortune on our new mattress and pillows for the apartment #like more than all the other furniture combined #tbh probably as much as 1 months rent just on that #BUT #it was worth #we both felt GOOD after taking a nap on our new bed #and we deff are taking all these thingd with us to our next place(s) #and they all have warrantys so if we rly wanna once the warranty is about to end we can be like AY actually replace this #and they would cuz its a warranty #so if it starts dipping like my current mattress even tho its not that old i can go back and they'll give me a new one yay #and like i got this new pillow from target i rly like it was like $17 and tho i find it sooooo comfy #i wake up with so much neck pain the next day its not worth :( just like all these new foam mattresses theyre so cheap and sure they're #comfy at first but they rly just suck and are painful to ur body in the long run #these boujie pillows tho? if u can- and ik its hard to make an expense like this-but if u can pls do it for urself #one rly good pillow is like a world of difference it feels so good so much better and ur body will thank u #ur wallet maybe not but money always comes back so if u can invest in a rly good pillow pls do like omg #all my furniture is cheap amazon furniture but my bf was so right to say the mattress and pillows are most important to splurge on #for both of our health man im like rly happy about it #my credit card not so much but its ok moving is expensive and ill be working soon again to make better payments on it 🫡 #ok this is enough tags lmaoooo bye if u got it this far 👋🏾