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I Tried to Forget My Whole Life. I’m Glad I Failed.
“Before I knew I was autistic, the tone of my writing was vicious. I explicitly hated myself, and it was unpleasant to read.”
In our latest piece, John Paul Scotto reflects on his life after being diagnosed as autistic at the age of 35. Read his story here. 
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thatkeira9000 · 1 month
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me trying to act normal when someone mentions one of my special interests (it's not working):
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r3n0-5 · 1 month
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I was so afraid of losing you that I denied your love, denied your touch, denied you intimacy even when I was craving for it too, pretended I didn’t notice everytime you wanted to go further.
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tuiccim · 2 years
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L👀K! You didn't have to call me out that hard. 🤣
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annymation · 22 days
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I GOT ANOTHER COMMENT ON AO3 AND MY HEART WENT
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I LOVE GETTING NICE COMMENTS ABOUT MY WRITING KYAAAAAAAAA!!!!
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andimoon · 9 months
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Hi!!!! 42. “I’m scared. Not of you, of me. What if I ruin everything?” 48. “Is this thing dangerous?” with Baekhyun please! 💓
Newly married couple trying to have baby 🤭
Thank you ♡
Hello lovely Anon!! Thank you for your request!! This one tested me a bit and I’d like to thank @shewantsmeshesgotme for helping me so much with realistic portrayals.
Word count: 1.8K
Warnings: no warnings! Cute vibes today!!
Baekhyun X Reader
Established relationship, newly weds au
Fluffy fluff
42. “I’m scared. Not of you, of me. What if I ruin everything?”
48. “Is this thing dangerous?”
Your life was perfect in your mind, for six years you’d been dating the love of your life, Byun Baekhyun, been living with him for four, and just a few months ago you finally had your dream wedding. It had taken years of saving and planning, but when the day did come it felt like it was straight out of a fairytale. Hell, so did every day that followed it. Your very own Happily Ever After.
Not that your life with Baekhyun had ever been anything else. You recalled the decades you spent before you met your bubbly husband. Your life had been dreary and mondain. In the past, you desperately strived for perfection and it really took a toll on your mental health. You hated who you were at the time, everything and everyone seemed fake to you, your own insecurities projected onto every individual you met. Baek showed you that it was okay to be imperfect. There was beauty in it and he showed you time and time again over the years you spent together that he loved every little melody that created you. He was like a hurricane in your life, tearing down the entire world in your mind as if showing you all your weaknesses before helping you rebuild stronger than ever before. His affection and affirmation slayed every insecurity inside you and you crumbled so easily for him. You wanted to because you knew that the kingdom you rebuilt with him would be all the better for it. Every day with him was like a symphony, every moment like an instrument that joined the orchestra that was your relationship with him, creating a bright future you were both excited for.
Even days like today were heavenly for you, your day off shared with your lovely husband. His beautiful voice resonated through your home as he cleaned a room outside your view. The mornings when he sang for you were often, and they usually meant you had a great day ahead of you. You were cleaning the kitchen and preparing breakfast for you both, “Missus Byun?” The title made you happy and you peeked your head out of the kitchen to see your husband standing at the bathroom door, wearing your favorite pink apron and matching gloves, his bangs pulled out of his face with little clips on each side. He looked so cute like that. How did you get so lucky?
“Yes, Mister Byun?” Your nose scrunched at the name, it was cheesy and cringy, but the loving look in his eyes and the way your chest swelled as the words left your lips made the slight embarrassment worth it. Just to see his smile and the way he waddled over to you, arms extended dramatically as he pulled you into a warm embrace. Turning in circles with you and the dozens of tiny peppered kisses all over your face. It was so sweet it made you laugh.
“Should we go out today? It’s been a while since we went on a date, huh?” He wasn’t wrong. As lovely as your wedding was, it had left you guys with a fair amount of debt, the last few weeks had been spent budgeting and minimizing. You’d share evenings at home together, private candlelit dinners, even walks through your neighborhood just to get some ice cream or street food. But it had been a long time since you both went out on a real date. Of course you agreed. It was exciting that you’d once again be able to publicly showcase your love for your husband. He was yours and you were his and you wanted the entire world to know. “Where should we go? We can splurge tonight.” The little nuzzle of your noses pulled a giggle out of you and you wanted him closer, wrapping your arms comfortably around him.
“Should we go to an amusement park? I really want to get on a roller coaster again.” Baekhyun didn’t like heights, he didn’t like roller coasters, but he knew you adored them and he adored you. So you knew he would agree. Plus you would never actually force him onto a roller coaster with you. He could wait the few minutes you were on the ride, and there were so many other things you could do together there. “We should wear the sweaters we bought last time, don’t you think?” You nuzzled into his shoulder, inhaling his homey scent, “It would be so cute to match.”
“Oh,” the smile in his voice mimicked yours, “couple outfits! I like it, let’s do it.”
You left the house much sooner than usual and actually arrived at the park before the peak rush for the weekend. Baekhyun’s hand never left yours, the entire time his fingers locked with yours and you both took your time walking through the little street. Themed shops lined the path leading to a large castle, it looked like a little city and it was comfortable even with the crowds walking around you.
The comfort came from your lovely husband and the heat that radiated at your side, and the way he excitedly planned the day with you. “What do you want to do first? Should we go to the Ferris wheel first? That’s nice at the end of the night, though,” you couldn’t help but admire him, so happy to be with him. “Should we take a walk through the garden? The flowers are really pretty this time of year.”
“Yeah, let’s go to the garden first, then! Afterwards, we can get something to eat.” This park had been a staple in your relationship, you’d spent countless hours here with your lover and you’d likely continue to do so after you’re old and shriveled. You’d never give this place up for anything. The day passed so quickly, you walked for hours and simply enjoyed the ambiance of it all. And when you needed a break Baekhyun went and bought you ice cream and a churro to share, both of you making extra sure that your special sweaters didn’t get dirty. You’d gotten to ride everything you wanted and Baekhyun even joined you on the smaller rides. You held hands on the merry-go-round, feeling stupid but his laugh was contagious. The themed headbands you bought matched and you both decided to wear them for the rest of the day. He dragged you into the haunted house and reveled in the way you clung to him, he’d laugh and tease you all the while holding you close and protecting you from the stupid monsters that kept scaring you.
And at the end of the night you got into the Ferris wheel to watch the fireworks show. Baekhyun hesitated to get into the cabin, his nerves clearly plastered on his face, “Is this thing dangerous?”
“You’ll be fine, baby. Hundreds of people get on and off this thing no problem. I’ll keep you safe, I promise.” You kissed his hand and he let out a little shaky sigh before following you into the cabin. You rubbed soothing circles into his thigh as you both took a seat and the wheel started moving again.
This was perfect. You loved every second of the day and you let out a content sigh as you cuddled close to your husband, enjoying the light show outside the window.
He called your name after a few minutes of comfortable silence and the seriousness you saw behind his eyes matched the adoration in them, “Should we have a baby?”
A baby? You imagined a tiny human in your arms, one that had your chin and Baekhyun’s eyebrows, a human born from the love you shared. One you knew that both of you would devote the rest of your life to, and love more than anything in the world. One that required a lot of time and attention, and guidance. Could you even take care of a baby? There were days that you couldn’t even take care of yourself. And as happy as the initial thought made you, you hesitated.
Suddenly, that nervous look was back on his beautiful face but he didn’t say anything, waiting for you to collect your thoughts and say something. “I’m scared.” You said honestly, fiddling with your wedding ring and keeping your eyes glued to the jewel.
“Scared? Why? Do you think I’d just leave you alone to take care of our child? I want to have a family with you, I’d never leave you to do everything alone.” How those were his first thoughts didn’t make sense to you. Baekhyun was an incredible partner to you, always caring for and loving you to the fullest. It was always mutual, everything you did. He was patient and disarming, and so very kind. You knew he would make an excellent father. The best in the entire world.
“I’m scared.” You reiterated slowly, “Not of you, of me. What if I ruin everything? I don’t know if I’m cut out to be a parent, Baek.” Your voice shook as the fear overwhelmed your heart. Of course you and Baekhyun had previously talked about having children, but that was a few years ago and somewhere in your brain you thought you would have more time to prepare before this conversation came up again. You knew he wanted a family, you did too, but you were afraid of making the same mistakes your parents had. Afraid that you wouldn’t be able to handle it and cave under the pressure.
His warm palm cupped your cheek and searched for your eyes, he was so close you could feel his breath on your lips. “Baby, I’m scared too. No one is ever ready to be a parent. Ask anyone with a kid and they’ll tell you.” His fingertips gently caressed the sides of your face, brushing the loose strands of hair back. “But I love you so much, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Because I know that the future we’ll make together is going to be incredible. Whatever obstacles we face, we’ll be together. We’ll learn together and grow together.” His eyebrows knit together as if he was pleading for you to understand what he was saying. “You’ll be the best fucking parent.”
You sat in silence for a few minutes as you pondered over his words. Your heart ached. Every word meant the same to you, this was what you wanted. The kingdom you’d build together. The outcome of your love. The Ferris wheel began its descent and the lights of the fireworks lit up his face, “Baekhyun.”
He looked at you, eyebrow raised as he silently urged you to continue.
“Should we have a baby?”
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Look at what I just found. The story I wrote when I was 8? 9? I don't remember.
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El alma es un mar profundo en que solo los valientes se atreven sumergirse, pues requiere cerrar los ojos y abrir el corazón para en él mirar y mantenerse a flote…
Priscila Alcívar
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betweenthepoems · 1 year
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Sigyn's burden: Loki's true form
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In one of my previous posts, the one about the size difference between Loki i Sigyn, I’ve mentioned that the latter is pretty tall for an Aesir, thanks to being half-giant. What also gives away his Jotunheim origin are his eyes, which are light blue with vertical, cat-like pupils. The former is a trait characteristic to giants and Loki can’t hide it no matter what form he takes.
In that post I’ve also sorta hinted at that the form he is usually presenting himself as isn’t really his true one. Well, as you can see on the picture, the true one is even higher (circa 7 meters tall) and looks much different and monstrous. Unlike Thor, who seemingly took most of his looks from Odin, Loki turned out to be somewhere halfway between his parents with traits of a Albino: bright hair, aforementioned blue eyes, patchwork looking skin mixing the pale one of an Aesir and grayish blue of a giant, sharp fangs peeking from his lips and despite being fully grown, Loki is much shorter than his father, with thin long limbs. Loki’s true form also carries all the scars and other traces of past injuries he was able to hide with his shapeshifting.
The scene in this picture supposedly takes place shortly after Sigyn has discovered Loki’s true form. She was aware of it before, but understood that her (still then) friend wasn’t comfortable showing it, afraid of being shunned.
Much to Loki's utter shock, when Sigyn finally discovered his secret, she wasn’t scared beyond anything words can describe, but rather fascinated by his odd and scarred appearance (not in a kinky way!).
Soon, whenever they were traveling alone, Sigyn would sit in deep pockets Loki sewed on his clothes just for her and even started wearing earrings so she could hold onto something while sitting on his shoulder.
That whole headcanon was inspired by works of GTluv on DeviantArt who made some pretty Logyn pictures, mostly with Loki being an actual giant. I honestly think more mainstream media should also explore this idea, even if there is evidence that jotnar weren’t necessarily huge in size.
As for the picture itself, to lor it I used  brush markers that came in cold gray, warm gray and skin tone sets.
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writingraccoons · 10 months
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I love creating my characters and then throwing them in completely different universes everyday.
Oh, they were just at a shop together? Well I hope they have fun with the vampires, who knows maybe tomorrow they’ll be magic
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ghostslimu · 1 year
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"words to leave out of your writing" "words to use in your writing" "words to use instead of-" ... can we stop promoting the idea that there are good and bad words in writing. words are words. words get the job done. some words sometimes get the job better done than other words. sometimes. it all depends on context. and, i swear to god, if i catch any of you look at these posts and censor yourself in your first draft... THE FIRST DRAFT IS FOR YOURSELF!! if you know exactly what you mean by "he yeeted a bunch of the shit up in the air", then thats totally acceptable writing. the last draft is about making it all sound pretty for you. and even then, theres no illegal words in writing (except like, maybe slurs unless you can reclaim them)
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words-pics-flicks · 9 months
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He who understands everything about his subject cannot write it. I write as much to discover as to explain.
Arthur Miller
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wohgabs-blog · 9 months
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As relações humanas e a complexidade da juventude em Normal People (2020)
Ao longo dos 12 episódios da minissérie "Normal People" acompanhamos as idas e vindas da relação entre Marianne e Connell. Um relacionamento turbulento, em vários aspectos, mas não menos belo e encantador. 
O enredo 
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Quando assisti Normal People pela primeira vez, em 2021 - tendo em vista que de lá para cá, já revi uma dúvida de vezes - logo compreendi que não se tratava de mais um romance clichê. Nada contra as histórias românticas clichês, inclusive, gosto bastante. Entretanto, foi muito surpreendente saber que essa obra não trata apenas de uma ligação romântica entre duas pessoas, mas vai além, abordando assuntos importantes e complexos, como questões de classe, ansiedade, violência doméstica, depressão, relacionamentos abusivos, entre tantos outros temas que poderiam ser citados. 
Os protagonistas do enredo são muito diferentes um do outro. Começando pela posição de classe em que ocupam. A mãe de Connell, Lorraine, é empregada doméstica na casa da família de Marianne. A jovem vive em ótimas condições financeiras, morando em uma casa grande e confortável, ao contrário de Connell e sua mãe, que residem em uma casa simples no subúrbio. 
Além disso, Lorraine é mãe solo e cuida do sustento do filho sozinha, abordando de maneira implícita o abandono parental e como a responsabilidade da criação dos filhos está sempre ligada à figura feminina. Mostra a solidão da maternidade, suas dificuldades e dilemas. 
Por um lado, apesar das questões econômicas, vemos uma ótima interação entre mãe e filho, e logo percebemos o contraponto em relação a Marianne e sua família, principalmente a convivência da personagem com seu irmão mais velho, Alan. É perceptível o desprezo que Alan sente por sua irmã, e como isso afeta a convivência entre Marianne e sua mãe, uma mulher viúva, que descobrimos ter sido vítima de violência por parte de seu marido durante um diálogo entre os protagonistas.
Com tantas camadas a serem exploradas, Normal People mostra ao telespectador as relações humanas de forma realista, tornando fácil e imediata nossa identificação com as personagens, principalmente os protagonistas, que enfrentam a complicada transição entre adolescência e fase adulta, tendo que lidar com as decepções amorosas, faculdade, amizades, relacionamento familiar, ao mesmo tempo em que descobrem a si mesmos, e se questionam sobre o futuro.
Os protagonistas
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A evolução dos personagens ao longo da história é bastante interessante. As condições em que cada um se encontra no início da trama é totalmente invertida com o desenrolar dos acontecimentos. 
Marianne inicia a trama como uma jovem isolada, esquisita, sem amigos e pouca socialização. Por outro lado, Connell nos é apresentado como seu oposto; popular, carismático (apesar de tímido) e atlético, o cara do qual todos querem como amigo ou ter algum tipo de proximidade. 
Ao final do ensino médio, ambos iniciam na universidade. O curioso dessa segunda etapa da história é a mudança de posição entre os protagonistas. Connell sempre foi popular, e ao se deparar com a mudança de cidade e as novas relações de amizade, as coisas começam a mudar, provocando no personagem o sentimento de invisibilidade e isolamento. Desse modo, Connell inicia uma dura jornada para encontrar a si mesmo, ao mesmo tempo em que tenta se adaptar ao novo ambiente e as pessoas ao seu redor, enfrentando as problemáticas da fase adulta.  
Em contrapartida, Marianne passa por um processo de descobrir suas potencialidades sociais, saindo do isolamento em que vivia durante o colégio e passando a ser uma garota popular e carismática. De sua parte, há uma adaptação mais tranquila com o novo mundo e as pessoas que passa a conhecer a partir dele. 
Mesmo com as mudanças em torno da transição entre a escola para a universidade, onde cada um sente e vive de formas distintas, as inseguranças ainda os acompanham, e as problemas e angústias ganham novas roupagens. 
Trilha sonora
As músicas escolhidas como trilha sonora são incríveis, e combinam muito com a trama e o estilo proposto. É maravilhoso como cada canção demonstra os sentimentos transmitidos em cena,  acompanhando o desenvolvimento da história. 
Em situações mais alegres ou amenas, a trilha sonora acentua o sentimento positivo que as personagens vivenciam, seja tranquilidade, prazer, alegria e/ou empolgação. Da mesma forma ocorre em cenas mais densas, onde a música traduz claramente as angústias, incertezas, raiva, melancolia e outras sensações. 
Por que assistir? 
Acompanhar a evolução de Marianne e Connell, o amor que sentem um pelo outro, as dúvidas da juventude, assim como as complicações das relações amorosas, é olhar para as possibilidades da vida real. Qualquer pessoa já vivenciou, ou ainda irá vivenciar os problemas e dilemas enfrentados por eles. Todos nós possuímos traumas, sejam relacionados a família, amigos ou com quem nos envolvemos amorosamente. 
Tornar-se adulto é sofrer. É viver na incerteza. As questões econômicas, as jornadas de trabalho e estudo exaustivas, a condição de classe, que nos colocam em posições diferentes, onde uns não precisam fazer o menor esforço para conquistar o que almejam, enquanto outros sacrificam seus corpos e saúde mental para ter acesso ao mínimo. 
Além disso, as relações humanas são complexas e cansativas, por vezes exigindo decisões imediatas e difíceis, afetando nossas vidas e nos levando por caminhos inesperados. Entender os sentimentos quando certas situações ocorrem, tomar partido e saber como agir, levando em conta as expectativas alheias é aterrorizante. 
Normal People fala sobre autodescoberta, amor, sofrimento, amizades, traumas e as dificuldades da vida a dois. Mostra a solidão de viver, e como amar alguém nem sempre significa ter essa pessoa por perto. Amar é saber que por vezes o amor permanece, mesmo que distante, de formas diferentes e em circunstâncias peculiares. 
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lovely-tulips96 · 2 years
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Que bonito debe ser despertar en alguien todos esos sentimientos que Shawn Mendes describe en "There's nothing holding me back".
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p-rainybee · 10 months
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-•*WRITING PROMT from a tired mind
There were times when my thoughts were not only about male validation or school. Times when I enjoyed reading adventure books and cook cherry pies. I loved going to my my neighbour's house and play with her dog. Miss D. was a lady in her 50s with no children, no husband and beautiful, long grey hair. Mom was always bad mouthing her saying that it's a bad sign if no man decided to tight himself to her it. I loved miss D. though. She always offered to help me with my school work and let me pick cherries from her garden for my baking sessions.
Unlike mom I thought that she was the coolest person ever. Walking alone in the morning with her dog, smoking cigarettes and knitting her own cardigans. I loved miss D. Truly. Like I child would love her older sister. Until one december night when the postman found her body next to the cherry tree in her garden. They said she died in her sleep which now if I think about it, was not that bad. At least she wasn't in pain.
No one saw her dog after her death. Two weeks after her funeral one of her relatives came to take a look at her house before putting it to sale. After three month miss D's house was repainted and sold and I was packing my bags to move to the city.
My childhood and memories of mild days were left there. Probably the last moments of peace were buried with miss D. My next years became gray just like her hair I always wanted to braid.
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fromthesnow · 11 months
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I ran into someone. I briefly saw their wings and immediately knew who they were. A Fae. I quickly look up and freeze not knowing what to say.
“There’s something about you, isn’t there?” The Fae asked
“What do you mean?” I asked back
“You are not what you seem. You are transitioning into something different correct?” Answers the Fae
“How do you know that? I haven’t even told my family.” I replied “I haven’t seen them in a while since they live across the country.”
“Tell me that name” demanded the fae
I was stunned and strutted
“Tell me your deadname. We hold power over those who tell us their name.” The Fae explained.
I nodded
“Now I will tell you if you say this name and I have power over you than this transition will never come to pass and will never be accepted by the universe. Understood?” They explained further
“My name was Mason” i replied with my eyes closed.
There’s a pause.
“Im free?” I ask
“What?” The fae startled
“It was accepted correct?” I ask tentatively. “I was meant to transition?”
“Yes you were meant to transition.” Confirmed the Fae. “I let’s say ‘free’ people of the names that they didn’t want.
“Are all Fae like you?” I asked
“No” replied the Fae. “Not all of us understand the trials of a human so we are very defensive.”
“I- uh- thank you” I say
“Take care now.” They told me “good luck with telling your family”
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