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bloodbending · 1 year
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someone please help me find that quote about how someone was overwhelmed with the weight of the world and their problems when they were physically alone, but that weight felt like nothing in the presence of a friend and good conversation
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eggpriest · 1 year
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unfinished high(er) quality collection of my stick figure drawings i think you can tell how much raw emotion i felt drawing every single one 
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sparring-spirals · 14 days
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I need to yell about fcg and *specifically* this great post that you wrote ( https://www.tumblr.com/sparring-spirals/747570433506902016/okay-after-some-sleep-back-on-my-bullshit-lets ) because it made me realize that I really, truly hope Laura will remember she took off her circlet moments before the bang and Imogen had the chance to hear that fcg was at peace with this decision, not because they were trying to be a martyr, but because they had a true chance to save their friends, knowing full well that detonating *would* be a sacrifice because their life *did* matter.
(I hope sending asks is okay, sorry to barge in like this)
Ahw, hell yeah, glad the post hit hard, recontextualizing it in my head helped a lot with chewing through my feelings about. All of this. I'm always okay with asks!! As long as folks are aware I am not necessarily going to agree with every ask that comes in, and more critically, sometimes I disappear off the face of the Earth for a while, dont answer asks, and then feel too embarassed about answering them so much later/get asks about something I didnt watch, go "ah ill answer when i watch it" and then. Well.
(To the various people who sent the total 12 asks that have been sitting in my box for over a year now. I am. So sorry.)
Honestly, I didnt even think about the possibility that Imogen might have heard it, goddamn. Fascinating. I was fully bracing myself for Bell's Hells just- never knowing, and them having to grapple with it. Which. Takes me out at the knees, tbh. I hesitate to speculate on it too much when the episode is going to come out Thursday and probably prove me wrong, but. God, there's no world where the Bell's Hells would instinctively know that F.C.G had made the call with that attitude, and fuck, that puts all of it into a different light, clearly.
I'm a little apprehensive and tbh deeply curious to see how the Bell's Hells take this- the depth of the loss, the sudden nature of it, the victory against Otohan probably not even feeling that way. Maybe wanting to honor F.C.G's sacrifice but. Probably. And understandably. Angry at them for making that call, but he's not. Even there for them to be angry at. So what then? So what then? They can have all these feelings and have all these questions about why he did it, about what he was thinking, and he's not there to answer them, and that's the issue.
If Imogen did hear his last thoughts, this elevates it into a different kind of heartbreaking, but probably still easier overall. The world where they don't know. Is. A more tricky one to navigate, for sure.
But also if I'm being honest. I am not opposed to how the cast would have the Bell's Hells experience and explore that scenario. So i mean. I mean. I hope so too. But if Imogen didnt. Consider me buckled in for whatever happens.
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aulerean · 3 months
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hi!!! I came back from a trip and there are so many of you oh my god!! Glad that you guys like my art and thank you for all the sweet comments :))
But yeah, hi! I'm Aulerean, I have sticky outy ears and this year I will be drawing dragons and minecraft and nature, hope you enjoy >:)
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astrobei · 26 days
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Hi I just read your story “I might be hoping about this” for the first time and it’s SO GOOD!! I love fics that explore character relations like that, and I definitely love a good, fluffy sickfic! I know you wrote it a little while ago, but I would literally do anything for a part 2. It’s so well written and I’d love to see more of that story!! Regardless, i loved it, you did a fantastic job!! <3
hiiii omg thank you so much! i know i wrote this fic just about a year and a half ago (??? insane) but for some reason i have received soooooooo so so many asks in that time wondering if i’d write a part 2 for it (another couple of asks like this are rotting in my inbox rn i am so sorry to anyone who sent one omg) and also very sorry if this answer is so super long but i just wanted to fully explain my thought process for this fic/the pt. 2 questions!!
first and foremost i’m so glad you enjoyed it! that fic was a very special one for me to write because it was my foray into established relationship, which i previously swore i’d never write (lol) and also because physical touch and acts of service are definitely how i show love in romantic relationships so it was just many thousands of words of me projecting hopelessly onto the two of them 😗 unfortunately i have never really had any plans to continue this story in a part 2 — so many people have asked for one and i hate to disappoint, but this fic has always existed in my mind as a one-parter, and i don’t think i could write a follow up without it falling flat or feeling way too repetitive :( for me personally it’s very important that i feel i’m doing justice to the story i’m writing, even if it means doing things like sacrificing a reasonable word count (stares at my 30k+ oneshots and chapter updates) for the sake of good pacing and time to flesh out scenes i think are important to include, etc. i just unfortunately don’t feel like i would be able to do this universe and story justice with a part 2, which is why i don’t think i’ll ever write one. so so sorry to disappoint but i do appreciate your dedication to the fic and i’m glad it touched you!! byler and domestic intimacy are two things that are very important to me and i do have a couple of concepts that i haven’t yet written that would definitely also explore this dynamic for them — if you can bear to stick around until i finally end up writing them LOL. thank you so much for the kind words (and so sorry to the atrociously long answer i gave for a very simple ask) 🫶🏽🫶🏽🫶🏽
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blueskittlesart · 2 years
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Wait omg that line from your comic is beautiful! Are there any other lines or pieces of dialogue that you remember and/or are really passionate about? Do you have a favourite?
ooh a chance to brag about my own writing. uhhh honestly i think i peaked with you are still a child in every way that matters but i also like "you are not a hero that anyone remembers/you will be a hero everyone remembers" from this majora's mask comic, which was the precursor to the oot one and i kind of tried to mirror its structure with "you will be nine years old forever/you will never be nine years old again" and im also fairly proud of "what a terrible fate you've met with, to be so young in a world so cruel" from my coliseum au! And this one isn't loz, but i've always liked "perhaps death is the only thing i'll ever beat him to. I hope papa will forgive me." from this fvk ace attorney comic, which is to date the longest single-part comic i've posted on tumblr!
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theunfairfolk · 2 years
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“HIS NAME WAS ASTERIO—”
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separatist-apologist · 9 months
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Every chapter of LIBTM tugs at the heartstrings in all the right ways... And yet is still absolutely feral and hot. Très magnifique!
I think I have a messed up barometer for what moves people because I really did think this chapter would like, just be a little bit of silly fluff and everyone would be interested in the politics.
HAHAHA I'm the clown, like always
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caracello · 2 years
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the post abt nonbinary selfshippers has COMPLETELY left selfship circles by the way and its sofunny. man standing in the corner at a party image they dont know this is a post about shipping your real self with fictional characters
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nest-being · 1 year
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i had a bunch of people over for the first time in forever and they all liked my art so i gave a bunch away and for a while i've just been so lost wondering why i'm even creating stuff anymore because i get so little interaction when i post it and when i try to sell it it goes ignored but seeing how happy everyone was to get art just reminded me that i make things for people to enjoy. now all these people have a little piece of my heart and i just think it's really special and neat
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dreamychaika · 2 years
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me looking at every single notification i get (thank you all so much)
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modify-and-sever · 3 months
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at this point I kind of want to mute that post but if I do then I won't know if people are being insane in my notes so that I can block them. I am trying to prevent people getting into arguments with either me or my commenters but with how rapidly its gaining notes some will inevitably slip through. sighs
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drizzledrawings · 1 month
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I’m so glad so many people can relate to my coyote drawing
To clarify it is about gender, and my experience as a lesbian coming to terms with me not being a woman, and how I’ve never felt like one at all. I love women i always will, and a part of me will always resonate with them, but I have always felt outside of it, I’ve never felt one with it even when I tried so hard to be a girl
Of course I’m getting terfs reacting to it, but I’m also seeing a lot of people reblogging it with the tag “feminism”
Which is so interesting, im not mad about it, I just think it’s cool to see how others interpret it. Cause in my head it’s so obviously a trans metaphor, but to others it’s completely different
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plutonianeris · 1 year
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a message from 13 year old you ‧₊˚✩彡 [letter] 💓🍬
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this is a general reading. take what resonates and leave what doesn't. scroll through the images & choose based on your inner guidance and gut feeling. ⛓️ *・῾ ᵎ⌇ ⁺◦ if you feel guided to: tip jar💘 ✧.*
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Pile one ‧₊˚✩彡
"what did I tell you? I always knew it would work out in the end. I was always knew the pain wasn't going to last forever. It hurt to be treated that way by the people closest to me, especially the women in my life. there was always so much confusion growing up. people would say pretty things but there body language would show something else. I felt caged in my connections. But I always had some faith. I always had a feeling that the universe was watching out for me... for us. that it was sending us signs. that eventually I would be able to enjoy life to the fullest without feeling guilty for it. without feeling like I had to compare myself to the versions of me that they wanted me to be. I hope you know now that those versions don't exist. that we weren't born to be dolls for other people to dress up and control and shove words and opinions in their mouth and to gargle and spit back up. I doubted my intellgience so much.. underestimated my creativity. but looking at you now.. looking at us... I feel so proud. dont forget about me please! I always believed in you. even on those days where you couldnt stand to look in the mirror. I was on your side this whole time, its just that sometimes you werent listening. But now looking at you, you are everything I ever wanted to be. Im so glad I didnt give up. You deserve it all. the world. your dreams. im rooting for you. heres to more blessings and abundance."
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Pile two ‧₊˚✩彡
"remember the way everyone would make fun of us for the weird things we did? Our odd expressions and the questions we asked and how we laughed out loud and our desire to see the world. how it always labeled as silly. I know it had made us dull our self expression for a little while. How we forced ourselves to shrink down, to fake laugh to the mean comments, or "oh this? not a big deal" or "its not that good.." so many of those... just to blend in better with our friends and family at the time. to make them like us. to see if that would make them stop criticizing so damn much. I hope we no longer are letting comments like that slide. I hope we dress like the way we always wanted to in our head but were to afraid to wear out. I hope we didn't let the world extinguish our playful nature. life felt like heartbreak after another. what do you know about love? youre just a kid. they deformed the way we saw it for a long time. but not anymore. It makes me emotional.. the way you never let go my hand. and how you always carried me along with you in your heart. Of course, now you call me your inner child. Or I guess inner teen. Ha, inner tween. Thank you for always being my friend. I see now that you are always what I was meant to be. Out of all the stars in the sky, we shine the brightest, you and me."
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Pile three ‧₊˚✩彡
"you are so beautiful... wow we really are so different now. But I still see hints of me in you. in your smirk and your mischievous laugh and in your questioning glances and sharp stare when someone gets a little bit too close to our personal space. I admire the way your presence can make someone nervously glance away. I use to feel so powerless.. so many things I did to try to gain some control, even if it meant hurting myself and pushing away the people I love. I love how vulnerable you are. I really did see it as a weakness but looking at you now, it makes me realize how brave you are. of putting yourself out there despite the uncertainty. of taking that chance even if could end up badly. even if you could end up with a broken heart it seems like you no longer find sastification in staying in the darkness. I understand, its.. well, lonely... being alone. Do you think you could take me with you? That part of you... that is still afraid. do you think you could tell me? tell me that I am not broken or incomplete that there is nothing wrong with me. that I am not the worst thing that has ever happened to me or will happen to me. Reassure me? Tell me that some things we have to do even when we are afraid. that its terrifying and nerve wracking and makes our palms sweat. but then once we do it, it's glorious, it's liberating, it's everything we have ever dreamed of and more. I see it now. Take me with you. Do you see me? I see you. The way you look at the world and want to devour it. I see you now, with a crown atop your head. how you wear it so gracefully..."
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Pile four ‧₊˚✩彡
"So many times.... I was so close to giving up. to listening to that little voice in my head that kept telling me over and over again that there was no point. that the feeling and the ache in my chest would last forever. that it was always going to be me versus the world. me versus me. that everything around me would always be dull and gray and that I would always be blue. I doubted my self-worth so much. It was practically non-existent. I still do in some ways now when I pop up and invalidate the way you feel, shrugging my shoulders wondering if maybe we are actually deserving of this happiness... of this success. it feels foreign. like its not really mine.. well, ours. We're not in a really good situation right now and my parents are trying to hide things from me that im just too big now to pretend not to notice. they don't make me feel that protected anymore. and that hurts me a lot. whose gonna take care of me now? Im so glad youre here now. Im so glad we got to grow up and that we survived. and im so glad that now that we survive we can actually live. Thank you for reminding that we can let go now. that theres no room for a pity party anymore. thank you for letting me know that your'e not going to leave me behind. thank you for keeping my memory alive. thank you for looking back at me with kind and loving eyes. but most of all, thank you for fighting for me. I know I can easily lie and say "everything is fine" but thank you for showing me that it eventually it is. thank you proving to me that eventually I will say its fine. its okay. its great even. and that I, that we, actually mean it."
© plutonianeris
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diaprincess-dl · 4 months
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Ladies and Gentle-babies…. I’m coming back in full force 💕
I’m so so so sorrry being so not present lately. I’ve been going through a bout of depression that was a bit more unmanageable than anything in my past. I was also moving in the midst of this. It kind of hit me harder than ever and all at once and I just mentally couldn’t keep up.
Im taking better care of myself and im starting to take more content and will be posting soon. 💕
I’ve read all of your messages and I realize now how much my story resonates with so many others, and realizing that really helped me get through a leg of this depression. I’m so glad that I can help people feel understood 💜
I’ll be back in all my wet diaper glory soon, I promise 💕💕🤗
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fairuzfan · 4 months
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In response to connections to Palestinian resistance there's so much that resonates me. I'm us-american, grew up on citrus farms/california ranches till eventually my dad lost his job and we were kicked out of our home of ~20 years with nowhere to go (it sounds worse than it was, we are reasonably well off and everything sort of worked out) I ended up moving across states but I still have pains that i'll never be able to go back and drive through the orchards / work on the land again so when I see posts especially about Palestinian connection to trees and the land it really hits me.
My mother is also syriac/chaldean catholic from Iraq, the last few years I've started honest attempts to learn more arabic (also chaldean but i think that's gonna cross a lot of brain wires that are already so frayed) from just learning the abjad to picking up words it has been really rewarding, just switching to writing my name in arabic and finding some swana connections online i've met such wonderful people. It reminds me of the hospitality and warmness of my bibi (grandmother) and family. I even started trying to make some of her recipes and sharing it with my friends and everyone. When i see posts of Palestinian hospitality and giving, it reminds me of how i want to live and the kind of community love and respect I want to foster.
Despite where I come from I never feel wrong wearing my kuffiya.
فلسطين حرة
this is such a beautiful message, thank you so much for sending it. i hope that learning arabic comes easy and im so excited for you reconnecting to your family heritage. in my opinion, there is no greater joy than that <3
im so glad people love wearing their kuffiya. thank you so much for letting me know since i know that its quite scary for many these days. you are quite brave.
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