#This is my safe space. OUR safe space.

[baby-yongbok]

Thank you for creating safe space for those who need. Love you lots 🩷

Thank you for being a part of my safe space with me! I really hope that people can find my blog as a cozy space to escape from whatever. Love ya more! Thank you 💘

#This is my safe space. OUR safe space. #Thank you for being here with me 🥰💘 #Ask Chili ♡ #Sweet Anon ♡

[thief-of-eggs]

Oh wow! The commenter from earlier escalated! Folks- here is a perfect example of what NOT to comment on AO3 works :))

#no longer hiding the name bc once you start making threats like that??? you deserve to be exposed #like literally why? ao3 is a safe space. why fuck it up like this #i am so sorry to the people who commented in my defense- yall did not deserve those reply’s #archive of our own #ao3 #fandoms #hazbin hotel #radioapple #appleradio #ao3 comments #ao3 community #ao3 things

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 209

Now Jason was planning on, well, a lot of things, when he came back to Gotham. He had a lot of plans, several of which had to do with the old man and even more that had to do with cleaning up Crime Alley, making it safer and all that. 

What he was not planning on was to find some sort of lab in the basement of where he was planning on setting up a safehouse. Nor was he planning on finding several literal children in cages inside said lab. Oh and Lazarus Waters- but children! With muzzles! Being experimented on!

Now he’d like to say he had a plan in what happened next, but if he’s honest everything had gone Green and he didn’t remember what happened next, only that he’s back home with said children and covered in blood. Oh and everything smells of smoke. 

… And apparently there’s more of these things dotted around Crime Alley with the rest of these kids, er, siblings? Family? Fright does mean family? Okay kids, he’s not turning into Bruce but you can stay here while he deals with this… however long that takes. 

He better not be turning into Bruce he swears-

#DCxDP #DPxDC #Prompts #Liminal Class #Ghosts are Dragons #Halfa Jason Todd #Not that he knows that #The kids are sticking with him because he registers as Safe #And look they WERE teens but they’re not anymore and they’re TINY and in an UNKNOWN space with only like half their memories #They’re taking what they can get #Jason is very concerned the first time he witnesses them going partially dragon (even if they can’t do a full transformation yet) #He is freaking out way more when he Does fully transform in one of the later labs with no warning thx to one of the scientists shooting #something at him #Now the Bats are scrambling to find out about Hood because this no longer looks like crime lord bullshit #and more like a non-human entity whose offspring has been stolen and is attacking to get them back #Well from what can be seen from the Ecto spikes messing with tech #Jason has no clue how he ended up taking care of 13+ (why do you have so many shadow clones Kwan) children #Jason: Oh god my hoard is children I can never let anyone know #His Merry Men: Okay this is the safest person to leave our kids with and work for he would very much kill for any child #New Goon: Okay but are we gonna talk about the- #Merry Men: No we don't talk about the fact that he turns into a giant dragon and if anyone asks No He Doesn't

[tryinghardtobeoptimistic]

Forever Safe Space Ship 🥰

New stills from Official OFMD IG [x]

#My forever safe space ship #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #Ed and Stede #Stede Bonnet #Ed Teach #ofmd #our flag means death

[mrs-snape5984]

„In the dark of night, those faces, they haunt me…“

„I wish you were so close to me. Yes, I wish your were by my side…“ („By my side“ by INXS)

I’ve always had a special soft spot for Severus in his teenage years. This way too skinny, raven-haired boy with his adorably crooked nose and those beautiful - and yet so sad - obsidian eyes never failed to trigger some kind of an overprotective goddess of revenge in my heart.

There are nights, in which I‘m drowning in my thoughts about Sevy…writing my stories for him. My OC Jules (totally self-inserted…I admit it!) allows him to show his vulnerabilities in her presence. She’s protecting and defending him….in every aspect of his life.

This man deserves some love, respect and comfort…and that’s, what we all in our beloved Snapedom are granting him.

Some time ago, I’ve read a poem by Amanda Lovelace, which reminded me of the consolation and comfort, I’d wanted to give to Severus. I want to share it with you (please ignore my scribble…that’s exactly the reason, why I’m commissioning art from all the incredibly talented artists of Snapedom 😅):

The artwork on top of this post was a gift from my friend @exlibrisseverus and I love everything about it! The whole mood in your beautiful drawing makes my heart aching for Severus…makes me wanting to fix the whole goddamn world for him.

@exlibrisseverus, you’re a gem of a human soul and I’m beyond grateful that I was allowed to get to know you better. Your resilience and your strength are - just like Severus’s - extremely inspiring to me, my friend and I hope, that you will stay in touch with me! 🖤🥹 Thank you so much for each kind word, for each recommendation and of course for this stunning piece of art!

🖤Sevy & Jules🖤

🖤Severus & Julia🖤

#Severus x Julia #Sevy x Jules #Severus x oc #a wonderful gift from a lovely friend #i have a soft spot for young sevy #i love severus #snapedom is our safe space #severus snape #i love snape #snape #pro snape #snape love #pro severus snape #i would protect him with my life #i will never stop loving him #snape content #i would fight for him #i would die for him #i would kill for him #i will defend him with my life #snart #severus snape fan art #severus fanart #snape art #severus snape art

[hangmanapologist]

I am a serious office manager who is also just a girl

#my desk is a safe space and everyone who enters our floor is greeted by hangman Jesus #it’s kind of like how Catholics have pictures of JFK and Jesus in our kitchens #robyn rambles

[artsyape]

#ofmd #ofmd season 2 #ofmd spoilers #our flag means death #sketchbook #the revenge #my art #ofmd 2 #it’s a safe space ship

[covenofthearticulate]

Got a very special Vampire Wall Update for y'all!! I'm so excited to have @killer-laurent's brilliant art, based on my fic Out, Damned Spot

My heart is so full of love for all my fandom friends that made this happen— my fellow Louis stan @wicked-felina, who commissioned Laurent, and my love @monstersinthecosmos who gifted me this super shiny metal print that literally pops off the wall.

I feel so honored to have 3 different fan arts from 3 incredible artists on my wall, but this one especially makes me happy dance every time I look at it because I've never had anything made based on my writing so it just feels like such an act of love from all of my favorite people.

ahjsdgbksdahcf okay that's enough sap for now but anyway happy new year and thank you so so so so much to Kacy for this glorious addition to my Vampire Wall :)

#it's literally shinier than my fucking glass-paned portraits LOL do you have any idea how hard it was to get these pics #the gold is just so so gorgeous in person and ties in so well with the gold iwtv movie art #actually back to being a sap for one more minute: i was just thinking about how around this time last year #was when i first moved into this place #and before unpacking any of my boxes the first thing i did was hung up my art #and during a meeting with our bipoc affinity space (which is just a chill space at work) one of the ice breaker questions was like #what makes you feel safe? #and i lowkey teared up because i was like. curating my environment is what makes me safe like no matter where i am in the world #if i can look up and be reminded of the things that i love i don't feel so overwhelmed #having a wall with my favorite things gifted from my favorite people is so so so special i cannot overstate that enough #anyway i'm out here crying in the club thank you and goodnight #fan art #killer-laurent #fave #absolute fave

[clownhonkbonk]

thanks nikola you mother fu

#real dialog from my work shift #call me a jon sims kinnie because people want our skin #tma #tma spoilers #the magnus archives #tma fanart #in a way #also 1 my work is a very safe space i promise i am not abt to get killed #2 they did not really mean it in a creepy way and i really like my packer #3 i am possibly autistic and everything in my brain makes everything tma #4 funny.

[inkskinned]

the thing about art is that it was always supposed to be about us, about the human-ness of us, the impossible and beautiful reality that we (for centuries) have stood still, transfixed by music. that we can close our eyes and cry about the same book passage; the events of which aren't real and never happened. theatre in shakespeare's time was as real as it is now; we all laugh at the same cue (pursued by bear), separated hundreds of years apart.

three years ago my housemates were jamming outdoors, just messing around with their instruments, mostly just making noise. our neighbors - shy, cautious, a little sheepish - sat down and started playing. i don't really know how it happened; i was somehow in charge of dancing, barefoot and laughing - but i looked up, and our yard was full of people. kids stacked on the shoulders of parents. old couples holding hands. someone had brought sidewalk chalk; our front walk became a riot of color. someone ran in with a flute and played the most astounding solo i've ever heard in my life, upright and wiggling, skipping as she did so. she only paused because the violin player was kicking his heels up and she was laughing too hard to continue.

two weeks ago my friend and i met in the basement of her apartment complex so she could work out a piece of choreography. we have a language barrier - i'm not as good at ASL as i'd like to be (i'm still learning!) so we communicate mostly through the notes app and this strange secret language of dancers - we have the same movement vocabulary. the two of us cracking jokes at each other, giggling. there were kids in the basement too, who had been playing soccer until we took up the far corner of the room. one by one they made their slow way over like feral cats - they laid down, belly-flat against the floor, just watching. my friend and i were not in tutus - we were in slouchy shirts and leggings and socks. nothing fancy. but when i asked the kids would you like to dance too? they were immediately on their feet and spinning. i love when people dance with abandon, the wild and leggy fervor of childhood. i think it is gorgeous.

their adults showed up eventually, and a few of them said hey, let's not bother the nice ladies. but they weren't bothering us, they were just having fun - so. a few of the adults started dancing awkwardly along, and then most of the adults. someone brought down a better sound system. someone opened a watermelon and started handing out slices. it was 8 PM on a tuesday and nothing about that day was particularly special; we might as well party.

one time i hosted a free "paint along party" and about 20 adults worked quietly while i taught them how to paint nessie. one time i taught community dance classes and so many people showed up we had to move the whole thing outside. we used chairs and coatracks to balance. one time i showed up to a random band playing in a random location, and the whole thing got packed so quickly we had to open every door and window in the place.

i don't think i can tell you how much people want to be making art and engaging with art. they want to, desperately. so many people would be stunning artists, but they are lied to and told from a very young age that art only matters if it is planned, purposeful, beautiful. that if you have an idea, you need to be able to express it perfectly. this is not true. you don't get only 1 chance to communicate. you can spend a lifetime trying to display exactly 1 thing you can never quite language. you can just express the "!!??!!!"-ing-ness of being alive; that is something none of us really have a full grasp on creating. and even when we can't make what we want - god, it feels fucking good to try. and even just enjoying other artists - art inherently rewards the act of participating.

i wasn't raised wealthy. whenever i make a post about art, someone inevitably says something along the lines of well some of us aren't that lucky. i am not lucky; i am dedicated. i have a chronic condition, my hands are constantly in pain. i am not neurotypical, nor was i raised safe. i worked 5-7 jobs while some of these memories happened. i chose art because it mattered to me more than anything on this fucking planet - i would work 80 hours a week just so i could afford to write in 3 of them.

and i am still telling you - if you are called to make art, you are called to the part of you that is human. you do not have to be good at it. you do not have to have enormous amounts of privilege. you can just... give yourself permission. you can just say i'm going to make something now and then - go out and make it. raquel it won't be good though that is okay, i don't make good things every time either. besides. who decides what good even is?

you weren't called to make something because you wanted it to be good, you were called to make something because it is a basic instinct. you were taught to judge its worth and over-value perfection. you are doing something impossible. a god's ability: from nothing springs creation.

a few months ago i found a piece of sidewalk chalk and started drawing. within an hour i had somehow collected a small classroom of young children. their adults often brought their own chalk. i looked up and about fifteen families had joined me from around the block. we drew scrangly unicorns and messed up flowers and one girl asked me to draw charizard. i am not good at drawing. i basically drew an orb with wings. you would have thought i drew her the mona lisa. she dragged her mother over and pointed and said look! look what she drew for me and, in the moment, i admit i flinched (sorry, i don't -). but the mother just grinned at me. he's beautiful. and then she sat down and started drawing.

someone took a picture of it. it was in the local newspaper. the summary underneath said joyful and spontaneous artwork from local artists springs up in public gallery. in the picture, a little girl covered in chalk dust has her head thrown back, delighted. laughing.

#writeblr #warm up #this is longer than i wanted i really considered removing that part about myself and what i went thru #but i think it really fucking bothers me that EVERY time i talk about being an artist #ppl assume i just like. had the skill and ability to drop everything and pay for grad school. #like sir i grew up poor. my house wasn't a safe space. i gave up a FREE RIDE TO LAW SCHOOL. for THIS. bc i chose it. #was it fucking hard? was i choosing the hard thing?? yes. #but we need to stop seeing artists as lazy layabouts that can ''afford'' to just ''sit around and create'' #when MANY - if not MOST - of us are NOT like that. we have to work our fucking ASSES off. hard work. long and hard work #part of valuing artists is recognizing the amount we sacrifice to make our art. bc it doesn't just #like HAPPEN to us. also btw it rarely has anything to do with true talent. #speaking as someone with a chronic condition i hate when ppl are like u have it easy. like actively as i'm writing this my hands r #ACTIVELY hurting me. i haven't been posting bc my left hand was curled in a claw for the last week #this isn't fucking luck. after a certain point it's not even TALENT. it's dedication & sacrifice. #''u get to flounce around and do nothing with ur life'' is a narrative that is a direct result of capitalism #imagine if we said that about literally any other profession. #''oh so u give up 10 yrs of ur life to be a doctor? u sacrifice having a social life and u get SUPER in debt? #u need to work countless hours and it will often be thankless? well i wish i was that lucky'' #we should be applying that logic to landlords ONLY #''oh ur mom and dad gave u the money to buy a house? and all u did was paint it white and rent it? huh.''

[mashkara45]

#eternal deerfest #it was my only safe space #fuck you very much for ruining it alan #bright falls #alan wake 2 #our favorite tortured writer™ #alan wake #aw townsfolk #videogames #horror games #remedy entertainment

[herdreamywasteland]

this is important

listen to me. It is not your responsibility to make everyone happy. It is not your responsibility to please everyone. It is not your responsibility to stay in a position you hate because ‘no one else will do it’.

it is not your fault that someone else can’t get their shit together. It is not your fault that someone else didn’t have a backup plan. It is not your fault that leaving will upset them.

you do not deserve to be yelled at. You do not deserve to be told cruel things. You do not deserve abuse.

if you made a commitment, then fulfill that commitment and leave. If you made a promise, keep that promise and leave. if leaving is imperative, fuck that commitment and fuck that promise.

your mental health is the most important thing. Your safety should be your top priority.

You will disappoint some people, and make some people unhappy, that’s just part of life. You shouldn’t try to please everyone

But if you disappoint yourself and make yourself unhappy due to someone else’s stupid decisions, leave.

Surround yourself with people who love you and who treat you with respect.

you deserve love

you deserve respect

and above all, no one has the RIGHT to damage your mental and physical health.

I love you

#i love you #mentalheathawareness #you deserve better #tw abuse mention #tw yelling mention #for whoever needs it #asking for help can be hard #for whoever needs to hear this #yes this is about a specific person #im quitting a club I love #Because my mental health is declining #Because of our club leader #safe space #you deserve the world #you deserve love #you deserve to be happy #you deserve respect

[mrs-snape5984]

“Rescue my heart, I'm deep underground…”

“I'm crashing and I'm burning, so reach out your hand to me…” (“Rescue my heart” by Liz Longley)

First of all: this is going to be a very personal post, full of pathetic self-pity and misery…so if you’re feeling triggered by that or by a whiny, overdramatic middle aged woman….stop reading. Seriously.

I’m using my tumblr blog as some kind of personal diary…combining art with my own thoughts and emotions. Sadly, I have not a single spark of talent in my fibres, so I’m always looking for the right artists here on tumblr, who can help me to make my ideas come to life graphically (ignoring the melting of my savings).

I reached out to @madfantasy again for this very personal piece of art. Mani, my dear friend, you’re the only person, who’s perfect for my most personal, very raw requests. You created something so beautiful…so right out of my heart! I can’t describe, how grateful I am for your understanding of my ideas…for your talent…for your kind soul. 🖤 Thank you, love!

My life with ME/CFS sucks. I’m apologising for my harsh words and my lack of gratitude towards life itself, but that’s just how I’m feeling!

I know, I should rather be grateful for the things in my life, which I wouldn’t want to miss. I have three wonderful children, I have a few very good friends (in real life and - thanks to tumblr - also online). But…on some days (and these are actually pretty prominent at the moment), I just hate my life as it is now.

I’m spending my whole days in the darkness of my room, not capable of leaving the house (and often even my bed) without getting disoriented by the overstimulation of my mind and the exhaustion of my body. I can’t stand more than one person in my room…otherwise my brain can’t handle the noise and the movements of others. I can’t go to my workplace anymore…and I really loved my job! I can’t stay in contact with people properly, because most people don’t understand, why I’m not answering their messages or phone calls. I’m too exhausted and too overwhelmed with those things. Reading? Watching TV? Well, not for me anymore (at least for the most days) Every little bit too much (sometimes the smallest things!) leads me into the next “crash” of my disease…resulting in fevers, pain, loss of mental and physical capabilities…up to losing consciousness. Every fucking time!

All I want is to scream…scream my lungs out to let the pain and grief go! I want to scream out all those feelings of misery, which I’m only bottling up every day! But I know…just like talking…it would only cause another crash. Each crash is dragging me further down…and there’s no possibility of digging my way out of this again.

So, for this raw piece of art, I wanted the only person, who had never left me over the past 21 years, to hold me. Hold me, Severus…keep me safe…be my haven! Let me scream and cry and help me to find a way out of this hell…I’m begging you…

🖤 Severus & Julia 🖤

#i love severus #severus x oc #fuck me/cfs #Severus is my safe haven #i want to scream #personal shit #let it all go #severus snape #mani is wonderful #mani is our safe space #severus snape fan art #snart #severus fanart #severus snape art #snape art

[starmocha]

The Shape of Water bathroom scene, but you are flooding the bathroom with merman Rafayel.

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace rafayel #lnds ramblings #listen #work was slow today due to a part of our workflow getting canceled without explanation #and i am sick with a cold #and this was the only thing my brain decided to occupy itself with for the last painful 20 minutes of my long day #this is a safe space #we all felt something for that bathroom scene

[furbyappreciator]

What if when i move out i get a bunch of display stands for all my furbies and have my whole collection on display in a very visible part of my house so then when i have a guest over the first thing they get when they come to my house is a heart attack

#furby #all furby #furby blog #furblr #furby community #furby fandom #my furby #safe furby #no but like i do actually want to display them all properly at some point because i'm running out of space in my tiny ass bedroom #thats why we keep ebony in the living room #a bit of an odd sight for people who have never been to our place before #and probably still for my extended family who have seen it several times lol

[jaypentaghast]

(( this is the only critical thing I'm going to say about the show here because there's already a lot of negativity and I'm actually very happy for the people who enjoyed it 💚 ))

With how rushed the season was they could have definitely had Guz Khan (Ivan) as a background character again. There are already so many characters it wouldn't really make a difference. 

I don't know what the budget was, and maybe there really was absolutely no way to accommodate another actor, but they also chose to kill him off screen? They could have said he chose to run away, escaped on a dinghy or something silly, and then we could have had him back if they give S3 a larger budget.

This is all to say I hope he isn't actually dead and comes back for season 2 as a badass captain to help them kill off the British ✌️

#“he was just a background character it doesn't matter that he died” #it doesn't matter TO YOU #some of us watch the show for the secondary characters hahah #i don't think that's a weird concept #part of the queer experience has always been focusing too much on a queer coded character that's not the protagonist #he was so cool and they killed him off of screen #he was fang's best friend!! #he was like ten minutes on screen last season and he still was so so funny #anyway no more negativity here #this is my safe space ship where we think about Jim climbing things #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 spoilers #our flag means death s2 spoilers #ivan ofmd #guz khan #ofmd critical