Someone's asking me "why you're so kind" actually I'm not nice, I have my bad sides, we all have our bad sides however I'm nice to you because you're nice to me. You deserve that kind of treatment.
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I'm thinking about (fat) characters who are relentlessly kind and nice in the face of the bullshit they've faced and continue to suffer through. Azirophale, Martin Blackwood, Jane Crocker (I'm sure there are others, fat or not, but funny how many of them are fat) who neglect and overcome their own bitterness constantly for the sake of others.
Betrayed by so much of the things they believed in, the people around them, the circumstances they're trapped in, and especially by themselves. So riddled with doubt and insecurity even at the best of times. Unable to trust their own thoughts and feelings, taking on the blame for others when they were never at fault. Trained to be "pleasant."
Until they snap and just have to be a fucking bitch for just a moment.
And yet that's when people tend to like them more, isn't it? One of the things Crowley loves about Azirophale is how bitter and bitchy he can really be. Jon seems to like Martin more when he tells him off, gets [redacted] arrested. Dirk is an appreciator of Jane's bossyness (leadership).
Bitter bitter people who try so hard to be kind to others while deeply struggling to extend that kindness to themselves. They don't understand that they're bitter, they don't accept it. It doesn't make any sense, they are so nice! And there's one of the deepest betrayals because they just can't face their own bitterness. The carrot they've been told to care for and cherish has been a stick all this time.
They did everything they were told was right. The first, and worst of all: don't trust yourself.
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I will always try my best, but I can’t promise I can always give 100%.
If you can’t love me at my worst, I don’t want your love. And you don’t deserve mine.
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*kisses people who wrote John Price fanfiction on the forehead and tuck them to bed*
Thank you for feeding me..
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i think i am actually going to lose it jonathans . “im sorry i wasnt there i shouldve been there” aggressively hits couch
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I love my OC!
*puts him through the horrors* *puts him through the horrors* *puts him through the horrors* *puts him through the horrors* *puts him through the horrors* *puts him through the horrors* *puts him through the horrors* *puts him through the hor
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Can't have shit in this household without terfs showing up, apparently
Anyways
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i often see posts about soft and intimate aftercare towards subs, but ive always wanted to care for a dom after sex 🥹 wanna pull them closer to me, cup the side of their face and kiss their nose while reassuring them that i loved everything they did. wanna gently wipe away any tears that might form when they look at the marks they littered on my skin, all while making sure to tell them i think they look beautiful on me. wanna help them if dom drop ever happens, saying gentle affectionate praises to them and whispering sweet nothings if they wish for me to. wanna reassure them that i dont see them as a sexual object, that id still love them if they werent in the mood for sex, that theres so much more to love about them that isnt just them being my dom. wanna snuggle up with them under the covers once theyre feeling better and just fall asleep in each others arms, all while theres a little smile on my face knowing my dom trusts me to take care of them 🥹💜
(he/him, op is a gay man.)
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You deserved more. More than what they gave you. More than what you settled for…
You deserved so much more.
Sincerely yours,
B.
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sometimes i get drunk and write and think, and these days that’s quite often. but mostly i get drunk and i write about you, about how much i love you. but sometimes i sit there, hunched over unceremoniously, and i sit there and think of you and the words i want to come out, then suddenly it’s like something slips, like some wire gets crossed or comes undone and there’s this horrendous buzzing, static on static, like a wire crossed that shouldn’t have been. and suddenly i’m plummeting and i can feel it, all the way down, and i am clawing at the sides of this pit but my nails just aren’t grasping onto anything solid, i’m just falling. i know what this leads to and i can’t follow it any longer. i am hopeless. i am worthless. i know that’s what i am. i know i am just the outline of a girl hoping to one day be filled in but it is just not happening — i have been hoping for this for years. no one can fill me up and make me whole. no one.
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a trans woman gets wrongfully deleted, falsely accused of making threats and is harassed by automattic's ceo, after years of trans women talking about how they are constantly having to deal with things like this, and days later, someone pedojackets another trans woman because they failed to read her website rules in their entirety, and less that a month after that, someone pedojackets yet another trans woman because of a months-old comment replying to a stranger, which she has already addressed repeatedly. not a fucking thing has been learned.
respect trans women. support trans women. actually treat them like human beings deserving of compassion and reflect on how public accusations of wrongdoings do not accomplish anything good, and are especially harmful to trans women, whether they're true or not (and most of the time, they're not true). and yes, love trans women too, but that goal cannot be reached without everything else.
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