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#let them love
hecates-corner · 2 months
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STOP 👏 LABELING 👏 ANCIENT 👏 GREEK 👏 FIGURES 👏 OR 👏 DEITIES 👏 AS 👏 SELECT 👏 SEXUALITIES 👏
IF THEY DID NOT HAVE A LABEL THEN 👏
WE SHOULD NOT TRY TO LABEL THEM NOW 👏
THAT 👏 IS 👏 FOR 👏 THEM 👏 TO 👏 DECIDE 👏
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fifty-shaids-of-cray · 4 months
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One of my favourite things in the world has to be thinking up all the ways my OCs find love. Not the same love either. True love, false love, sneaky love, tough love, evil love, pure love, gross love, broken love, sexy love, parental love, self love, the love between artist and subject. All that love. It's all something they can all find, and possibly fumble. We all do. It's the special sauce. Love drives every single thing I ever create.
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hiraya-rawr · 1 year
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i relate to ur post abt ships you dont like and having it show on ur tl so bad 😭😭 I dont ship Kavetham cause I love seeing them as QPRs (Alhaitham aroace and Kaveh demiromantic in my heart) so much more so seeing like rlly romantic art is just me closing my eyes
it's not that i dont /like/ them, i just didnt rly understand why they're shipped hence the lack of interest 😭
until the fanart came and now i guess they are pretty cute 👀
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groundzer0s-art · 2 years
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LET THEM BE TOGETHER DAMMIT
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myvillainfam · 1 year
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A story based on my life and the story told in Xdinary Heroes' Good Enough.
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We became best friends at a time that we both felt so lonely and lost. I can't imagine my life without you. Who would have gotten me out of that dark black pit of blueness? Where would I be now? Would I still be the same person? Would I still be here?
We've grown apart now, but the time we spent talking into the late night and the deep talks, only the stars know. I miss the days we spent together.
Did it hurt you that I dated someone other than you? I'm not surprised if you didn't. but it did hurt me when you started to date someone else. and it was so unfair.
I didn't know what to do with myself at that point.
I tried to ignore you for a bit, but that hurt more than when I sat next to you, while you lovingly stared at her.
You are unfortunately very perceptive. I excused my pulling away as trying to give you privacy but really the privacy was for my own feelings. I really didn't want you to notice my feelings. So I stood by as your best friend. (Am I still your best friend at this point?)
I slipped up once. And I know you noticed. As we pulled out of our hug, you held on to me waiting for our platonic I love you. And I said, "Te amo" instead of "Te quiero". I really really really didn't mean to say it. I guess my heart knew before my brain did. 
I still remember your shocked face as I pulled my hand away from yours. I can still feel the blush on my face. I giggled because I didn't know what else to do. Despite dating someone, I wasn't used to this affection. I was so embarrassed. 
Weeks went by. It wasn't until one of our final conversations where you asked me if I ever liked you. My heart pounded as I scrambled for an answer. 
No...
And the conversation continued as normal.
I think about that conversation a lot.
What if I had said yes? What if I confessed the truth? But at that point, I didn't know if I liked you. I think I was still hiding from my feelings.
And the more I think about it as time passes, I should have said maybe. Because I knew there was a possibility but I was too scared.
Next thing I know we've graduated from high school. We don't see each other or talk as often as we used to because we start to get busy with university and our jobs. You start dating again. It felt weird. And once again I hid it.
You break up with her, and I'm sort of relieved. Time passes once again.
it's been 3 years at this point, and roughly 6 months since we last saw each other, you've been steady with another girl. You've been happy with her. How can I be jealous of her when she's such a beauty? She's so sweet. I guess that's what hurts the most: I know her and I'm on good terms with her.
The fake smiles return. I fully pull away. Once again with the excuse that we're busy with our lives. 
When we meet again, you're laughing at a joke I made when we're with friends. That's when I realized how much I love you. But you weren’t the person I knew when we were depressed teens. Now I see your smile that I would wish for so often, but I think my love for you is fading.
There are days where I cry because I miss you. I miss our talks. I miss when we were so close. Hell, I even miss the teasing we got for being so close. And sometimes I think maybe that these feelings are because I'm just lonely.
But when I talk to other friends, I don't feel the same way. 
Now, I'm here typing this out and I wrap my blanket around myself, pretending it's your warm hug. You won't ever know these emotions. You won't ever know that I have this letter for you. Or all the other letters I wrote for all our friends when we were lost, yours is the longest. You won't ever know the playlist I've made with songs you've showed me, songs I've showed you, songs that remind me of you. 
You'll never find this story of mine. 
And I hope you never do.
Because of what we decided years ago, staying by each other’s side as friends is good enough for both of us.
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deaths-chessmate · 24 days
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Listen. I LOVE BEST FRIEND RELATIONSHIPS. GIMME MORE. I NEED MORE FRIENDS BEING DORKS, BEING SIBLINGS, BEING FAMILY. I NEED MORE BESTIES WHO WILL SLEEP IN THE SAME BED, SNUGGLE WHEN THEY'RE COLD AND BITCH ABOUT EACH OTHERS ENDGAME LOVERS BECAUSE THEY'RE BEING STUPID OR EDGY OR DRAMATIC. I NEED MORE BEST FRIENDS WHO WILL GO TO THE END OF THE WORLD TOGETHER, FIGHT TOGETHER, CRY TOGETHER.
And I want them to be in love. But not romantically. I want more familial love. More found family. More "hey, if the fates had been different, maybe you'd have been born my sibling."
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pariahsden · 4 months
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"This is Rosie, the most darling, delightful, and dangerous Overlord this side of the Pentagram."
"Oh, always such a charmer."
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literaphobe · 11 months
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being obsessed with a song and being obsessed with the blorbos is so funny because u will listen to the song and go HMMM……. if i ignore this one lyric forgo this whole verse remove the context AND solely focus on these five completely unrelated isolated lines…? this song is TOTALLY about Them 😎😎😎
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inkskinned · 1 year
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it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.
anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."
just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.
i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.
when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.
but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.
i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?
most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.
now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.
and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.
go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.
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theoldkyokodied · 9 months
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The Allegiance of the Ascended Vampire and the New God of Magic
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watchingwisteria · 7 months
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listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded psychopath happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.
#seeing some discourse and im not saying lucy grey didnt know#im saying she never dropped the kind of hints that she knew like she did in the movie#or if she did snow isnt worried about them until he very suddenly is consumed by them#snow is not concerned about whether or not she believed him. of course she did! hes snow!#but then shes gone…. for a while……#and its the sudden immediate drastic unravelling that comes across so clearly in the book#that i knew wouldn’t translate to screen yet still cant help but miss#the hunger games#coriolanus snow#tbosas#lucy gray baird#not a crime or anything just a note that i cannot stop thinking about#the ballad of songbirds and snakes#this is all from memory of reading it quite a while ago. so maybe 3 pages is an exaggeration#but i remember it happening VERY quickly and without much external cause#like we as the reader have no indication as to whether shes nearby or not.#snow has no idea either. he just SUSPECTS. and his suspicion breeds the hatred that has been bubbling inside him all this time#he hates how she undoes him. he hates that he WOULD run away with her if shed let him keep his secrets#and he HATES more than anything that she makes him WANT to tell his secrets#he wants to be vulnerable and reveal the ugly nasty parts about himself and still be loved#but he does not let himself and it is everyone’s downfall#he chooses cruelty bc it is easy and familiar and makes him feel more powerful than the vulnerable give and take that real love requires
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soldrawss · 1 year
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Watching and Dreaming doodles cause im 🥺🥰
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seryotonin · 1 month
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lesbians are so awesome I wish they were real
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cococaffeinated · 8 months
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Keep thinkin' about what it might have been like when Jax was the new thing in town... And I just love the dynamic between Kinger, Jax, and Gangle— they're so cute (all of them are, really)!!! ┏━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━┓ Part 2 🎪Here🎪 ┗━✦❘༻༺❘✦━━┛
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FNAF movie Mike and Vanessa meet Mr.Hippo
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reineydraws · 2 months
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i dont have a caption for you lol i'll let shanks's heart eyes speak for themselves 🫶
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