Hiii, i love your stuff and kinda from a distance really look up at you for, in my perception, being able to express yourself without giving a fuck. Thats sick dude, Im so so afraid, of absolutely everything, its nice to think like i might grow into someone less apologetic of my existence. Nice to see people just being yknow
hey, thank you, this is really really nice. the secret that is probably not a secret is that i am also deeply afraid a lot of the time lmao -- but less than i used to be, and in ways that feel less stifling and self-suffocating, if that makes sense.
like, it used to be "i'm scared that if i express myself the way i want to, everyone will find me obnoxious, so let's just sand those edges down to be safe" -- now my fears are more like "now that i'm expressing myself in a way that feels natural and real, i'm afraid that it's all stupid/vapid/not worthwhile or meaningful" (<- specifically abt my art) or "i'm happy that i talk and act the way i want to now, but what if it makes me impossible to befriend," etc etc etc. which still feels bad and puts me in a funk a lot of the time but at least it's a fear that comes After/in reaction to doing stuff, rather than a fear that STOPS me from doing stuff, you know? like, it's evolved into a kind of fear that's less in my way.
anyway. i believe you'll experience something like this, because wanting to grow is the first step of growing. the fact that u hope or wish for something different means you're already on your way. to fewer fucks!! or at least distributing the fucks u give in a way that serves u better
Growing up in an extremely ultra religious, cult-like family was a mindfuck for multiple reasons but that doesn't stop unfortunately, even when you escape. For example, see: The overwhelming feeling of boiling hatred and shame for who you used to be.
The angry hatred for the past person I used to be, the version of myself that mindlessly parroted my family's beliefs and listened to their every command, constantly simmered under my skin and invaded my every thought. I was embarrassed of what I used to be- even as I made friends of different ethnicities and faiths, as I listened and explored new ideas and worlds that I never knew existed, as I started the first LGBTQ+ club at my school and volunteered with kids who deserved so much more- there was always a little voice in the back of my head.
"They would hate you if they knew what you were. They would hate the horrendous teachings that were seared into your mind, the things that you used to say and believe. You are nothing but a pretender."
And it is true that my beliefs were bigoted in all the worst ways. It is true that I believed truly heart-wrenching things without a second thought and judged others in such harsh and unfair ways. I told myself that there was no coming back from that, not really. There was nothing I could do to ever make up for it.
Then I remembered that the person who said those things wore velcro light up sneakers and collected finger puppets that the librarians handed out as awards for reading picture books. The person that held signs at pro-life rallies and anti-LGBTQ+ protests had a cherished sticker book and hunted minnows in the creek after school and adored their puffle on club penguin and was really into greek mythology and had skinned knees from climbing trees at recess and knew every Disney song by heart and was absolutely terrified of the dark.
That person was a child.
I was a child.
It took a really long time. Years and years of reflection and distance, but I've decided that I can't hate the past version of myself anymore. I feel pity and remorse, I feel anger- I feel so much fury and violent rage- at what my childhood was and I grieve what could- no, should- have been, but I no longer resent who I was.
I'm not ashamed.
I am so, so, so unbelievably proud of that little kid. For being brave enough to leave the comfort and safety of what I was told was right. For not being afraid to be wrong. For seeking out information and knowledge in a culture that praised ignorance. For questioning everything, relentlessly.
I am by no means a perfect person, I never have been and I never will, but I am proud of myself in every iteration that has ever existed because I know that I have never stopped trying to understand and learn and grow, and I never will.
If you have ever been in a similar situation and feel similar things, first of all: My condolences on your lost childhood. Second of all: Please be nice to that past version of yourself and recognize all the hard work they did to make you who you are today. That person was a survivor and an inspiration. They deserve nothing but love.
Shinichi has been stuck as Conan for what seems like forever. There's no take down of the BO nor an antidote in sight so he decided that he would live his life as Conan now.
He tells the people who know about him that he's fine but mentally it's destroying him. He's stressed and depressed but won't admit it.
Cue KID who's trying to get them to work together. Because together they can achieve whatever they want. Although, Shinichi, no Conan, is reluctant. At first.
hello friends... i'm just letting you know that i'm gonna stop going by tali on here and just use isaac from now on (and worm of course). i really appreciate you guys letting me feel this out over the past few months, and i've come to realise it makes me much more comfortable, at least on online spaces
that being said if you have a tag for me and it's tali, it's fine to keep it that way
soooo i drew this design WAYYYY back in like...october i think? but never made a proper ref sheet out of it bc i didn't feel like it yet. but now i feel like it so here she iiiis :] witchsty my friend witchsty
i'll be real it's not up to standards with my oc refs (minimal shading, more simplistic graphic design than usual, etc.) but like. it works. so idrc that much :P
I'm SO PROUD OF THIS SHDHDHDHHDGD it actually felt SO..GOOD. to get this done because I couldn't stop thinking about it until I finished it SO HERE I AMMM!!! 🫶🫶🫶🤭🤭
HAPPY "SECRET" GIFT DAY TO....Mo!! <3<3<3 @lotrmusical
Where would we all be without you? :>
I'm so happy to be a part of this little fandom, everyone is so welcoming and joyful and skilled and friendly, gahhhh I'm never over it. And creative, oh my goodness, when I have half a moment to indulge in everyone's amazing creations I've caught glimpses of 👀
So please enjoy mine, I hope you love it :] 💚
I had entirely too much fun pulling from all sorts of places for the construction of this gift 👀 I... wonder... if they will all be obvious! Please do tell me what you spot :] (the invitation is open to all to yell with me always)
I think I managed to hit most of your likes list in one way or another ^.^
And a happy birthday to jirt too!
Heydey 🦵🦵🙌🧍(that looks deranged out of context someone take emojis away from me or get us better ones :D )
Just posted a boat boys Valentine's special!!!! Two months late or ten months early, depending on how you look at it. They watch The Notebook in it because that's my latest obsession. Read it on ao3
Description/summary:
Joel rolls his eyes. "You're such a dork."
"Says the one forcing me to watch a movie just because he's in love with Ryan
Gosling."
OR: Etho gets to spend Valentine's Day with his situationship/crush/not-quite-boyfriend. He's not quite sure how he feels about it all.
an ex-executioner originating from inazuma, known for his exceeding prowess in hunting down targets & mentoring pupils in close combat. having successfully put down many vision users in the name of the kanjou commission, min-jun has serviced the hiiragi clan for many long years, his name & talents becoming vastly feared among those who dared to oppose the shogun's decree. much to their sheer luck, however, hiiragi shinsuke was eventually arrested & the vision hunting decree shut down, leaving the youkai to put down his talismans & lead a rather peaceful life... until he was approached by the fatui.
finding their offer too difficult to refuse, min-jun eventually left inazuma & joined their ranks, becoming assigned to mentor their new recruits in ways of close combat. in due time, his talents were put to the test by the higher-ups & exceeding their initial expectations, the youkai became a perfect candidate for la signora's position, thus taking a seat among them as ' the mentor. ' he serves them faithfully until this day.