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It really tells you that Shane was not 100% into the idea

This picture has never been more relevant than right now

#watcher #watcher leaving youtube

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Literally the 2nd time ever posting on here, but I’m just dumbfounded by the many different avenues they could’ve actually taken before coming to this!

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the watcher fandom rn

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Am I happy Watcher rolled back their plan and apologized? Yes. Have I still lost any desire to watch their videos? Yes. Do I think people are being too harsh towards Steven, singling him out and such? Yes. Do I think Steven and Andrew bringing back worth it in the middle of a global cost of living crisis is extremely out of touch? Yes.

All of these things can coexist. Feelings towards the situation can be complex. It happens.

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Watchergate: 4/19-4/22

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wild few days to be a casual watcher fan

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when you're young, you just run

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My tumblr feed are all @neil-gaiman 's reblogs.

I LOVE IT

#neil gaiman #tumblr

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@roach-works // Melissa Broder, "Problem Area" // Mary Oliver, "The Return" // @annavonsyfert // Koyoharu Gotouge, Demon Slayer // Haruki Murakami, Dance Dance Dance // David Levithan, How They Met and Other Stories // Tennessee Williams, Notebooks

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Julia de Burgos, tr. by Jack Agüeros, from Song of the Simple Truth: The Complete Poems of Julia de Burgos; "To Julia de Burgos"

[Text ID: "in all my poems I undress my heart."]

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I just want to be someone's babygirl

I want to be a daddy's babygirl

#my fomo is missing out on the phenomenon called love

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“Be weird. Be random. Be who you are. Because you never know who would love the person you hide.”

— C.S. Lewis

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everything is okay. 

it is spring and the sun is out and i am young. i hide under my sunglasses, under my hat, my fake smiles. 

everything is okay. i pass my neighbor's house, they're having a party, singing songs about celebrating life. i wish i could block my ears but my hands remain in my pockets. i hope i don't run into anyone but i rehearse small talk in my head just in case. 

everything is okay. i am at home, i lie down on the couch with my dog, i eat some fruit. i play some music and joke with my dad. when he leaves the room, i silently cry, the tears burn my cheeks. my chest is heavy with something i cannot name. i suddenly want to smash everything around me. my dog looks at me confused. i pull myself together. i think about the clocks moving one hour forward. i think about time and how everything is so strange. i find comfort in my unimportance. 

i am small and impermanent and so everything is okay. i don't know if i care about everything too much or not at all, i don't know if i care about anything.. i don't know why i do certain things but i like it when i think what people must think of me. i imagine them so confused by my actions and suddenly i am laughing too hard. i catch myself and i stop, maybe i have lost my mind. but nothing is normal and it's so insane i find it genuinely hilarious. like a script of a really bad, lazy movie made just for shock value. i look at the bruises on my hands, i don't remember how i got them. i touch them to see if they hurt. in that moment, i am reminded i am real. i try to shake the feeling off. i repeat some mantras in my head. 

everything is okay.

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normalize not forcing people to choose you. If someone thinks they can get better elsewhere – let them try. Respectfully.

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List of “first time” prompts

Requested by: Anonymous Request: “first time prompts” 

“Fuck, I’ve never— I’ve never done this before—“ “That’s fine. We can take it slow. It’s all about you, okay?”

“Are you sure about this?” Character A whispers. Character B nods, swallowing in both nervousness and anticipation. “Yeah. Yeah, I’m sure. I’ve never been more sure about something.”

“We’re both so new to this,” Character A groans, eliciting soft laughter from Character B. “That’s what makes this all the more better, no?” Character B says, pulling Character A in. “Because we get to experience this newness together.” 

“That— I didn’t know I could make those noises.” (Neither did I, you ain't special-)

“I’m so embarrassed—” “It’s okay, you don’t have to be embarrassed with me. It’s a safe space, okay?”

“If it’s too much, tell me. I don’t want you being overwhelmed okay? And I don’t want you forcing yourself to do anything you’re not comfortable with.” 

“We don’t have to do this if you’re not ready…” Character B murmurs, and Character A shakes their head, arms only tightening around Character B’s neck. “I’m ready. And I trust you,” Character A says, pulling them down for a kiss by the nape of their neck. 

“I don’t know if I can do this.” “That’s okay. We don’t have to do this. You want to cuddle instead?” 

“…Um, was that supposed to happen?”

“Wait, wait, wait— that’s the wrong hole—”

“Shit, that was… That was a lot.”

Character A letting out an unrestrained whimper and then slapping a hand over their mouth, cheeks reddening in embarrassment, and Character B chuckling softly, leaning down to press a kiss to their blushing cheek. (CAN I JUST SAY THIS SHIT IS SO FUCKINGR RENGKREL’NG’KLN Yes. FUCKING JUST- oop-) 

The laughter and teasing between them makes them both relax into each other. 

“Is this okay?” “Yeah, that— that’s okay. Please— keep going.”

“I don’t— I don’t think I can last any longer, fuck, please—”

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i remember adults telling me, as a kid, to listen to doctors and get my flu vaccine and any shots i could because they remembered Before.

then they started fighting Covid precautions.

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that the ozone was disappearing and the earth was dying and we needed to recycle and save the planet.

now my parents think climate change is a myth.

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that racism was a plague, that we had to love and accept everyone, that we should never judge before walking a mile in their shoes.

then they told me that protesting for my Black siblings was wrong.

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that we needed to give to the poor. working at soup kitchens. making quilts. collecting food and money and supplies. building houses. because it was the christian and just plain right thing to do.

now they look at me, on food stamps with their grandchildren, and lament the "welfare state".

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, that it was easier for a camel to pass through the eye of a needle than a rich man to enter the Kingdom of Heaven and that any rich man, especially an immoral one, should never run our country.

you can guess who they voted for.

i remember adults telling me, as a kid, so very much.

when did they forget?