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yashley · 5 months
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somerandomdudelmao · 1 year
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So! I came across this:
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And you have no idea what a unique emotions this thing brings me. As a story writer, as someone who knows the full context and all the spoilers. Oh my God, I can't even explain it to you...... But I can definitely tell you that if you stick around for a few more episodes of the comic. And then watch this animatic again. Oh boy, it will feel different
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clownsuu · 1 year
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Small detour of what I usually post, but I absolutely wish (other) clown the best of luck during these confusing and almost hopeless times- nobody knows how to deal with such amount of attention in such short amount of time- a blessing and a curse to behold
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mrs-snape5984 · 2 months
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“I'll stand by you…”
“Take me in, into your darkest hour and I’ll never desert you…” (“I’ll stand by you” by The Pretenders)
People, who know my blog, might have noticed, that I’m using this platform as some kind of personal journal. It’s my way of drawing my emotions with words…always building a bridge to my connection with Severus Snape. My blog is also my way of rolling out the red carpet for all the talented artists of our beloved Snapedom, who are helping me so much to soothe my troubled heart and soul.
But since this latest crash of my disease ME/CFS keeps me captured in literal gloominess, it’s getting harder for me to endure the screen of my phone. My ability of forming my thoughts into coherent sentences is slowly fading away in this current state of mind. My every day exhaustion gets coated in despair…my darkness is getting even darker.
And sometimes there are people, who bring a light into this blackness….just like you did, @mmad-lover, when you sent me this sweet surprise. I couldn’t believe my eyes, when I discovered your message with this beautiful drawing. I wished, I could write a longer text to express my gratitude for your lovely gesture, but I hope, that these few words of mine will also show you the amount of happiness, you’ve brought to me. Thank you so much, my dear!
You’re a true gem of a soul, Paula and I’m keeping my fingers crossed for your sister’s surgery.
🖤Severus & Julia🖤
🖤Sevy & Jules🖤
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abbeyofcyn · 11 months
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WHAT HOW WHEN
Idk if it's a lot but boy is it a lot to me! I've never surpassed 300 on any other website and just???? Thank you for sticking around???
I especially want to thank @wraenata who was the first follower I noticed in the tags and motivated me so much to continue posting and slowly I'm recognising more names of lovely people who regularly comment and leave tags and asks and even gifted me art and just woa. 🥺
Also a big thanks to @cryslin for getting me to create an account against my will 😜 (just teasing)
Do people celebrate this? How? I kinda feel like I should? (In a 'it makes me happy to show my gratitude' way)
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I think this summer, in addition to building a new catio, I’m gonna try to get the cats out hiking more. This is just a big vent/ramble under the cut.
The last couple years we haven’t been out as much. A part of it is just mental health making it hard to Do Stuff, but also I’m apprehensive about going hiking on my own with the cats. I’m not really concerned about coyotes or bears or elk, but the prevalence of off leash dogs on trails still makes me afraid for my and the cats’ safety. I can do everything right and responsible with my cats and still have someone’s dog chase or attack us— both have happened before and will again if we go out. It’s just frustrating that other people’s irresponsibility and selfishness keeps me from enjoying time outside with my pet. I can only control myself- I can’t control someone’s “””friendly””” dog that is “good” off leash and *only* chases people for 15ft before going back to its owner. It’s not barking and chasing for 50 ft, so it’s fine right?
All that being said, I think I might try to do what I can to better prepare myself and my cats for encounters like that and actually get out again. I can tell Dave misses hiking and being outside, and my mental health has gotten worse staying indoors all the time.
Cat wise I’m gonna try to train the cats’ recall better this spring, and maybe invest in some shorter leashes to keep them closer by on walks. I was also considering getting a hard-shelled cat backpack and seeing if they’d like cycling. Dogs can’t kill them if we’re on a bike…
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cuntwrap--supreme · 1 month
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I've been doing a lot of grocery delivery in the country lately, so I ordered myself a nice bumper sticker so I fit in with everyone else's stuff :)
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I've seen a lot of these lately, but they were all of a pride flag I don't recognize. Not sure which gender/sexuality has the red and white stripes with the blue with white stars in the corner, but I guess it's an ok design. The rainbow is the traditional LGBT flag, though, so I feel it symbolizes the collective queer community a little better and will be a little more noticeable/recognizable than niche flags, like this stars and stripes guy.
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kithtaehyung · 6 months
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I can confidently say 3tan yoongi brings me as much comfort as real yoongi does
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oh… oh this..
this actually made me cry.
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delehosies · 2 years
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OBLIVIOUS !
eddie x reader. word count 1.5k. masterlist.
eddie is always there to pick up the pieces when his best friends heart gets broken. best friends to lovers excellence. eddie is smitten and y/n is oblivious.
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things with your new boyfriend steve had been going well though so far, and while eddie was submerged in a tidal wave of jealousy whenever his name was mentioned, he was happy that you were finally happy, that steve wasn’t a complete asshole to you (though eddie vehemently refused to accept the idea that he was a good guy). and eddie’s fears were confirmed when you stumbled all the way to eddie’s trailer from a party you had assured eddie you would be safe attending – “i won’t let steve take his eyes off of me all night, okay eds?” you were wrong. 
you found yourself practically slamming your fists against the cold door of eddie’s trailer, sobs falling from between your lips as your body shivered from the cold air of the night – you were beginning to regret your choice of short skirt. 
you found yourself practically slamming your fists against the cold door of eddie’s trailer, sobs falling from between your lips as your body shivered from the cold air of the night – you were beginning to regret your choice of short skirt. 
eddie’s eyebrows furrowed together in confusion as he hung his guitar back on his wall and peered at his alarm clock, it was way past 2am at this point. he made his way out of his bedroom to the door, swinging it open to reveal you, his y/n, mascara stained cheeks and a severe lack of any warm clothes. “y/n.” your name fell from his lips in a whisper. “get in here, right now.” he reached out to take your hand in his, guiding you inside and quickly closing the door behind you. 
it didn’t take long for you to practically collapse into your best friend’s arms, burying your face in his bare chest as he wrapped his arms protectively around you, pulling you in to be even closer. “you’re okay, sweetheart. i’m here.” he pressed a small kiss to the top of your head, rocking you back and fourth slightly. 
after a few minutes your cries had managed to subside slightly, giving eds the opportunity to pull away and allow his gaze to meet your teary eyes. “you’re freezing, y/n. let’s get you some warmer clothes, hm? and you can tell me everything that happened… but only if you want to.” you nodded, letting eddie wipe a few tears from your cheeks before he began to lead you to his cluttered, familiar bedroom. “have you been drinking, sweetheart?” 
“mhm.” eds closed his bedroom door, beginning his search for a sweater for you. he began to look through a pile of clothes on his floor as you made your way to his bed, not hesitating to lay atop of his sheets – your arms wrapped around yourself in an attempt to find comfort. 
“and what? you walked all the way here… by yourself?” eddie found a black sweater within the large pile of clothes and turned to face you,  knowing that he was most certainly going to kill steve harrington if he ever saw him. you just nodded again, raising your arms and letting eds help you into the sweater, quietly cursing under his breath as he did so– all uncomplimentary statements regarding steve. “what a fucking asshole. that shit isn’t safe, y/n. especially not when you’ve been drinking.” 
eddie sat besides you, looking everywhere but at you as he pretended to be oblivious to you removing your skirt and kicking it to the floor. the two of you sat in comfortable silence for a few minutes, your hand soon it’s way to his again. 
“he was with another girl, eds.” you finally broke the silence, putting eddie out of his misery – you knew that he was dying to know what happened, that it was taking every part of him to hold in the questions he had. “making out with someone he’s never even met before. i turned my back for one minute to get another drink and…” your voice broke, and before you knew it the tears were suddenly falling again. 
he didn’t hesitate to engulf you in his arms once again, allowing your mascara tears to stain his skin as your sobs filled his ears. eddie shushed you quietly, whispering words of comfort as he held you gently. “you’re okay, sweet girl. just breathe for me, hm? in and out, in and out… there we go.” he cooed, knowing exactly what you needed to hear. you were someone who loved so hard, who fell so suddenly – and so heartbreak practically killed you, no matter how many times it happened or how many assholes took advantage of your kindness, you were always so distraught.
eddie held you in his arms for what felt like hours, allowing you to get all of the emotion out of your system as he gently rocked you back and fourth. you grew sleepy soon enough, the crying having completely exhausted you – your eyelids began to droop, and when eds noticed this he carefully tucked you into his bed, under multiple soft blankets.
 a small whine escaped you at the loss of warmth, missing eddie’s body pressed against yours as soon as he was missing. “shh, it’s okay. i’ll be like – one second.” 
you heard as he shuffled around in his bedroom in search of makeup wipes, eddie had begun to buy them regularly for whenever you slept over. the mattress shifted underneath you as eddie sat besides you once again. “i’m gonna take your makeup off for you, okay?” you let out a noise which sounded close to okay, so eds began to gently wipe your skin. so gently you weren’t entirely sure that he was removing any makeup. a small giggle fell from you, making eds lips turn up into a big smile. “whaaaat? don’t laugh at me, y/n. i’m a good best friend… there we go. all clean.” eddie threw the wipe onto the floor before climbing into bed besides you. he turned the beside lamp off, allowing the room to fall into darkness. 
you shifted your body, turning to face eddie and forcing your eyes to stay open. “i love you, eddie. you’re so good to me… thank you.” eds heart began to race, his cheeks flushing to be a pretty shade of strawberry– he had to remind himself that it wasn’t meant like that. 
“you don’t have to thank me, y/n. someone has to pick up the pieces when assholes break your heart, and i’m more than happy to do it.” he gave you a small smile, watching in amusement as you fought to keep your eyes open. “go to sleep. i’ll be here when you wake up.”
you fidgeted for a few moments, finally curling your body into a little ball and allowing yourself to succumb to the depths of sleep. eds thought that you had fallen asleep, and was doing his best to lay as still as he possibly could – he didn’t want to disturb you, not after how awful your night had been. 
“i really thought steve was different… i thought he was special.” you spoke after a few minutes of silence, your thoughts clearly still bothering you. eddie knew that your experiences had begun to make you doubt your self worth, made you wonder if you were good enough, if you were the problem. eddie knew that wasn’t true, you were better than every shithead that you had the misfortune of deciding to date. 
“no man will ever be special enough to deserve you, sweetheart. you’re better than all of them” eddie whispered, and though you didn’t believe his words, you trusted him with your entire being, your soul.
your thoughts were especially jumbled as you fell deeper and deeper into the grasps of sleep, but you couldn’t help but think of how easy it would be to fall in love with eddie munson… hm. if only he felt the same way.
you shook your head, eyes fluttering open and sleepily meeting his gaze once more. “m’not better than you, eddie. no one is better than you.” the tired words fell from your lips without a second thought, and before eddie could even process them you had fallen asleep – leaving your best friend alone to contemplate and understand the depths of your words.  
“sleep well, y/n.”
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Pivotal bright spot (Patreon)
#Doodles#SCII#Helix#ZEX#The Captain#Hhhhhh <3#I am once again ''Who am I without you'' - ZEX relies on Zelnick to affirm who he himself is! His Captain is a huge comfort!#It's the codependency for me <3#The way Zelnick comforts him is so sweet ;; He can be quite attentive! When he chooses to be hehe#He's hesitant and concerned but overcomes it to give ZEX what he needs in the moment ahh he's deserving of being a leader ♥#Like covering his eye for him - and repeating back his greeting! ;;;; How many times has ZEX introduced himself that now it's repeated back#How many times has he said those exact words so confidently that Zelnick can repeat it back to him#So confident in his identity until it's all brought into question - too many pieces that align Just So to know one way or anything!#How would his human love know so many details - but such specific details are concerning as well! What's real and what's not!#What's experienced and what's mentally real - or false! There's so many tricky mental traps set agh it's so good <3#It's so interesting how their character flaws interact with their self-assuredness hehe <3 Zelnick is brash and bold!#ZEX is careful and prideful - so which takes a harder hit in matters of the mind? ZEX is at a disadvantage in Max's body of course#Hghh there's so much about this scene that's so good tho ah#ZEX's worries of his own level of self-delusion bleeding out into accidentally telling lies - he's quite honest! Mostly ♪#But here it's all just deep concern - not of Trying to manipulate but being so far gone that he can't Help but do so! Being out of control!#Of course that would be very scary for him :( And of lying to himself? The kind of thing that's wholly repulsive to him </3#Ughhh this scene breaks my heart because they really love each other and ZEX wants him and needs him but I know what will happen ;;#At least they're able to give each other a bit of comfort in the moment - whether it's true or not (it is true haha) the contrast helps#Even in Max's body and even unsure of himself getting to hold his human - this human - feels real and right <3#He's still worried afterwards of course - takes something convincing to pull him out of it! - and Zelnick continues to comfort him <3#I love palm kisses as well ugh they're so sweet ;; <3 What a lovely way to show his solidarity! Hehe ♥
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you cant truly get pet. you just have to lay your chin down on a table and close your eyes and hope a goth girl comes along to affectionately ruffle your hair and say "chungulations" to you
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emkini · 2 years
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Okay wait no. y’all. This fucking show.
This is the kind of stuff I watched the hell out of between the ages of 12 and 15. The camp, the cheese, the simple fantasy, the raging hormonal love story- I LIVED for it. And in all of that media there was always the cheesy tropey romance, and that cheesy tropey romance was always, always a straight one.
The explicit, in-your-face, intrinsic-to-the-plot sapphic romance of this show means so much to me now, but I can only imagine how much more it would have meant when I was younger. When I was a confused gay tween suffering deeply from internalized homophobia (not to mention casual homophobia from literally everyone around me, including my parents and best friend at the time), watching cheesy teen movies for comfort and thinking “well that’s the kind of romance I like, so I must be straight.” 
This show isn’t a masterpiece. It’s not a jaw-dropping work of art, it’s not Portrait of a Lady on Fire. It’s cheesy. It’s simple, it’s camp, it’s tropey; and when I was 14 it would have been life-changing. Hell, it’s life-changing now. Because what’s up on that screen is the kind of love I feel, that I felt- and when you’re a kid who doesn’t get to see your kind of love portrayed in the campy cheesy hormonal whirlwind that is teenage entertainment, you start to think that your kind of love doesn’t really exist at all- at least not in a way you can understand. 
So no, this show isn’t particularly great. But it doesn’t have to be, because the significance of it isn’t in the complexity and nuance of its story or writing or acting. This show is about sapphic teenagers in a campy monster setting experiencing the kind of intense television love story that I grew up thinking was reserved for straight couples, and somehow people still find a way to look that premise in the eye and call it ‘tired’. 
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abernant · 2 months
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💌 Meow
NOTHING . DIE
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Girls when the end of Sketchbook Week fills them with a melancholic yet unimaginable gratefulness and a contradictory nostalgia for the present moment. Girls when the feeling of community that was already there was enhanced by an event and they're emotional over people on their phone
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frecklystars · 1 year
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i think starscream would pick you every time. you were both abused. hes not going to do what she wants. he would hate her for how she treated you, honestly. in fact i think he misses making you feel special, but he understands why youre going through it. he misses and loves you more than life. he'll always choose you. hed see himself in you.
You sent me this last night when I was crying my eyes out, I hope you don't mind I wanted to keep it in my inbox a while longer because it soothed me so much. I have had the firm and genuine belief in my soul that Starscream would want to hurt me and betray me, for so many months now. Hearing someone else tell me that he wouldn't hurt me, he'd love me... it just means so much. I haven't heard people say that in almost 9 months. This is partially why I wanted to come back to tumblr, because I have only heard someone putting me down and making me feel horrible about myself for almost a year, I was hoping there'd still be some kind souls out there such as yourself who would try to tell me I'm still worthy of his love. I want to feel loved by him again so, so badly. I want to be worthy of him. I love him more than anything in the world and I miss self shipping. And I cannot tell you how much it means to me that you took the time out of your night (or day... timezones) to write this out and send it to me. Thank you.
That last part really resonated with me, that he'd see himself in me... I remember when I broke up with someone who heavily mistreated me about 4 years ago. I was such a mess. A year after the breakup, I met Starscream, and seeing him get abused on screen so blatantly, it made me think "oh my god, there I am". Seeing him angry for his abuse, it made me feel so fucking validated. It was my first and only time seeing a character who was abused actually get to express their anger. I gravitated toward that and he helped me heal from that experience, it's why I made my Saving Starlight AU. Now my anger for my abuser from 4 years ago, almost all of that anger has completely vanished, and I owe it to Starscream to holding my hand and guiding me through that pain. But now, I've been through this abuse all over again from someone who I really trusted, and... now I am so scared to go to Starscream for comfort, because I've been conditioned to believe that he wouldn't comfort me. My perception of my own comfort characters have been warped into ugly demonic nightmares of how much they want to hurt me. My own self ships feel like such a joke to me. Starscream would comfort me from this very thing, of all things he'd understand, it'd be this. and yet I can't bring myself to believe he would want to give me love and affection anymore, not when the person who betrayed me made me believe so wholeheartedly that I'm not worthy of it.
I really want to believe that he wouldn't hurt me just because someone else ordered him to. I never used to doubt his love for me, now i feel like that's the only thing I know how to do. I miss him so much and I know he's still in me somewhere, I know his love is still pure and unconditional for me, I just don't know how to feel it again. I don't know how to heal yet, everything hurts so bad so constantly. But it is very comforting to read your words, to know that he'd... understand how I'm feeling.
He was scared too. He was so scared in season 3 and the movie, he wasn't himself. He was... so unlike himself, to the point where I couldn't bear to watch it at all, I have always avoided s3 + the movie like the plague because seeing him in so much distress made me feel so sad. He was such a broken, fragile mess, just like me now. I'm not myself anymore either. I hate myself now, I never used to hate myself before. I feel so unworthy and like I can't be strong enough. Starscream felt this way too. For so long, I wanted to be there for him when he felt this way. Now I hope one day I can imagine him truly being here for me too. I really don't know what to do without him. It's so lonely and empty without him, I need him now more than ever. I just really hope and pray that when my ptsd feels less severe, when the triggers stop feeling as severe, my mind will make more room for joy and make more room for my TFP F/Os again.
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tomatoart · 1 year
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the way u draw kris makes me so happy never change ever. our brains are linked i think
I’m so gladdddd I love my kris so so much TY I’ll never ever change I was so excited to put them out there w that specific flavor to fellow geniuses LITERALLY I get so much enjoyment seeing comments like this abt them THEY R EVERYTHING TO MWEEE their nonbinary Hispanic slay.. this is us rn
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