#All might bashing shouldnt exist

[russie-000]

SAY IT LOUDER FOR THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK‼️‼️‼️🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥

also COMPLETELY unrelated but when people talk abt stuff like quirkless vigilante izuku and whether toshi would be for or against it (generally they paint him as against it because it's usually an all might bashing dadzawa fic COUGHS who said that) i feel like people miss the obvious

girl he WAS that quirkless vigilante. anything he'd say about that would come from a place of having tried to BE that quirkless vigilante at FOURTEEN YEARS OLD. not get into ua. not get mentored. toshi's goal was to STOP CRIME with a LEAD PIPE and NO QUIRK

don't ever tell me that he'd be a big meanie who hates the quirkless and the idea of quirkless heroes/vigilantes ever again. get the fuck out of my house. if he's saying something against it thats because he doesn't want anyone else to get hurt!!! he had to get bailed out by nana!!! like!!! use your fucking brain im begging

[nothing-a-good-nap-cant-fix]

now that school has allowed face to face, my thoughts are more reorganized, and im not spiraling into the same cycles in the comfort of my own bed. Now, ive met some people who were able to help me settle in the normal every day interactions and activities.

It makes things easier for me to get a ground of where im currently at, and evaluate my current state of mind and im able to grasp my thoughts and explain them in an understandable way. I don't talk in blurs anymore and dont speak in incomprehensible frenzy of emotions and mental breakdowns. Mentally, and psychologically. Physical doesnt matter to me anymore.

Speaking of physical, ever since i left my relatives and went back to staying home, the impact of my stay there severely affected me. I remember constant reminders of how i look. The shape of my body, my hygiene, my figure. It was a daily comment. Maybe to them, it was innocent. Maybe because they already said it to each other on the daily and weren't affected by it, they thought it was okay to joke about mine as well. I dont know. All i know that for once in my life i started caring about the thing i saw whenever i passed by the mirror. I couldnt bear to look at my face anymore knowing it was me. It was painful knowing that this was the body i lived in. I couldnt even skip meals to make me feel even just a little bit better, and avoid them, because theyd always start accusing me of acting emotional, being bitter, being immature, emo, moody, whatever words an adult can throw at a developing teenager. I wanted to die.

I had little to no privacy, sharing a room with someone, bunk bed, in a cramped stuffy room, no door to block out anything. The only personal space i had was my own bed, which even people liked to occasionally drag me from. I had issues with school at the time, that's why i was living with them. But they weren't helping. All they did was scold me about why i couldnt solve it on my own. They said that they were my age when they could already supervise their own school files, and that i should know it too. They shouldnt be doing stuff for me, they said. Im old enough, they said. But i dont know how to do it. I cant do it. They say im weird because im always scared to talk to people to ask to people. They get mad when i couldnt buy eggs because i was scared. I didn't know where the store is and even though they gave instructions. It was already hard for me to go out and buy normally. whatever.

Im so tired. I have to deal with everything that comes my way and i just want to scream and kick and cry.

But what if i do? Nothing will happen. Nothing will change. Ill just look more stupid. I might do something that will make more issues for me. I cant risk it, itll ruin my already peaceful situation.

I hate sundays. Its when my parents decide to stay home for the day and get mad at some point eventually. Usually, its about the messy state of our house. About how we should clean. Always so messy, they said.

Im tired. I dont want to live like this anymore. Ive changed. Thank goodness. I dont want to die anymore. I dont think ive ever wanted to die. I just wanted to stop existing to people. I want to stay as a spectator forever. All i do is watch from the sidelines. I dont want to be acknowledged, or known, or even seen.

Whatever.

Im tired. I want to cry. But i cant. Whatll it do? Nothing. It does nothing. It just makes me look more stupid. It will give me a cold. Itll have people aksing why im crying. Stupid dumbfucks. I wish theyd go somwhere else. I hate it when people ask if im okay. I want to bash their brains in. They should be shutting up. Sht the fuck up shut the fuck up shut the fuck up shut the fuck up shut the fuck up shut the fuck up shut up bitch. Dead dead adead die die die die die die die die. Im tired. Maybe i should start smoking. But they said its painful. What should i do? Self harm? I cant do slits. Too showy. People will notice. They might even report me. Embarassing, theyll ask bulldhit questions at the office. What the fuck. I need something. Ah. Starving. I can. I should stop eating. Dad said i was growing weaker. I regret eating today. I wish i ddint eat. I wish i didny ask for anythibg. I wish i starved starve starve

[autisticzukka]

ATLA selfcest sex rankings

the title says it all.

aang - 2/10. aang’s already all about the self love. externalizing it into a perfect duplicate of himself wouldn’t be all that exciting. would have been a 0 but i think he makes the best ‘i can suck my own dick’ jokes about it, because he could already suck his own dick and he did have the best jokes about it then, too

katara - 6/10. she’s too awkward to really take advantage of the opportunities provided, and too low on self loathing to bash thru them until she has a cry fest. i think a lot of it would be careful, embarrassed discussion about nailing down what works and what doesnt. the only reason they escalate to sex is because they get too frustrated trying to talk about it. they enjoy sparring together way more. them sparring together gets a 12/10.

toph - 8/10. she’s a poor communicator and rough and tumble as fuck, but she’s also determined, and not afraid to state when something isnt working for her. dirt goes places it really really shouldnt. all in all they also prefer sparring together tho

sokka - 4/10. :/ sokka’s greatest weapon against awkwardness is humor and deflection, and his double is also trying to be funny and deflect, which means they get caught in loops of increasingly unsexy absurdity when left to their own devices... if they don’t just feel uncomfortably exposed by looking at themselves doing the thing that they know why they do it (to hide from themself). they’re also really bad at sparring together. HOWEVER theyre a 12/10 at threesomes.

zuko - 10/10. hates himself AND a masochist AND has some really intense self love breakthroughs he needs to hit, some of which can only be reached by slapping himself in the face during sex. they don’t ever set out to have sex but it does keep happening. like. a lot. zuko is so pro clone fucking that he’d outlaw clones just to keep himself from achieving happiness.

suki - 9/10. the perfect amount of confidence to really experiment with herself. keeps making the same jokes at the same time and cracking herself up. delighted that she can split her daily list of duties with someone she can actually trust to get the shit done. finally, there’s enough suki to go around. 3 point reduction because they’re both tops 2 point addition because for the first time she can be well rested during sex

mai - 1/10. i dont think comparing near identical knife collections counts as sex, but she apparently does, so she gets one point for it. i wont kinkshame

azula - 0/10 if youre considering number of orgasms achieved 69/10 if youre considering pure comedic potential. the problem is that azula can’t comprehend self care. royalty doesnt care for themselves. they pay other people to do that.

ty lee - 10/10. she knows how to have a good time with herself. experimental AF. inventing what they think might be new positions (theyre not, but only because humanity has existed a very long time). BEST of anyone at the afterglow. really excited about the ways this opens up new hairstyles, since just because your arms can bend that far back and up for an extended period of time doesn’t mean you should do it.

jet - 5/10. can’t imagine it being bad, exactly, but jet’s kind of a selfish lover, and he doesn’t put the workday down easy. no matter how hard two of him work, there’s always more left to do, and time wasted on taking care of shit like this could be used doing literally anything more productive.

good faith feedback and criticisms accepted. graphic personal experience, trauma dumping, rudeness, etc not accepted

[steelycunt]

hii i was wondering if maybe u have any advice on posting on ao3 for the first time. ive encountered some people that just immediately bash fics if it doesnt agree with their hc and that makes me even more nervous. also the thought of writing so much and no one reading my work is kind of discouraging :(( im not really active on social media and cant say here followers i posted a new fic yk? sigh idk

hi babe!! of course. i rambled a bit, so it's under the cut.

posting on ao3 is always nerve-wracking - for me, at least - and it has never really become less so. genuinely, as i write this, im looking at an ao3 draft open in a different tab that im ready to post but i'm still getting nervous about. and when i post it, i'll have to get offline for a few hours because i always get the urge to take it down. nerves are natural! especially when sharing something you've put love and work into.

as for bashers - everyone has different preferences, and everyone will have different headcanons, and everyone will have things they like and do not like. it's completely unavoidable (esp in big fandom), but the responsibility is on them - don't like, don't read, and all that. it is not on you to cater to everyone and anyone. if you hold back writing/posting in case there's somebody out there who doesn't like the same things that you do, you might never post! and that's a shame, because whatever you're writing is important, and worthwhile, i promise. to steal advice i've seen other people give on this site: it's vital to separate the act of writing from the act of posting - if you're going to keep at writing, you have to write for you. you just have to. or you'll fall out of love with it. the posting is something you do to share it with other people - it isn't written for them, it's shared with them. if you can look at something you wrote and think, i'm glad that exists, i wrote what i wanted to read, then honestly who cares if ao3user184392 thinks it isn't for them? they can go write their own stuff.

and to your final point - it's totally natural to feel discouraged if you don't get the engagement you're hoping for. it shouldnt be the reason you write, but of course it's the reason you post. it's the reason we all post! for other people to see it. tagging correctly and all that stuff is important for making sure it ends up in the right spaces, but also...pretty much everyone posting on ao3 has that same fear. it might take time as you build your account and post a bit more, but there is a community! if you like another author's fic, tell them, follow them, all of that. chances are they feel pretty similar to you. your sole motivation for interacting with other writers/fics should never be the expectation that they're now obligated to do the same, because that isn't how it works, but it's a good way of making friends and getting to know people and feeling a bit more involved (especially here on tumblr - ao3 is not a social media site). besides all that, the goal is to get to a place where you're not super numbers focused, because things like kudos don't determine the value of your work. lots of my favourite fics aren't massively big, statistics-wise, but they're wonderful.

i hope this has been helpful! and i hope it wasn't super contradictory, i'm just trying to get across that there's different ways you can approach posting and writing. i know i've got a ton of talented writer mutuals who can probably answer this way better than me, so if anyone has anything to add, please do!

it's scary, the whole thing is scary, it terrifies me too, but you can't let that put you off. i hope you end up posting, and i'd love to read anything you write, anon! and you can message me off anon if you want to talk anymore about all this. <3

[littlebabycrybtch]

im sorry but sometimes it is so see through that you fake and corrupt ‘pro recovery’ people are literally just so frustrated and annoyed with nd people and thats all your mindset revolves around. like you’ll throw one or two fucking random self care tips at us and we’ll rightfully say ‘that doesnt work for me’ and yall instantly go on these absolutely unnecessary and brutal TANGENTS you were saving up abt how we’re ‘’’’wallowing’’’’ and that therapy takes ~Actual Effort~ so if ur special universal tips arent working for us we’re ‘’’being difficult’’’ and ‘’’’lazy’’’’ and ‘’’’hurting ourselves’’’’’ like. idk man sure i am sorry i cant ‘take a shower to feel better’ bc my symptoms make the task more stressful actually and take away from my other more necessary tasks, im sorry i forget to take my vitamins and drink enough water bc i just dont feel a difference anymore, im sorry i rely on medication instead of therapy bc therapists also teach me things that dont seem to work, except im trying, which means no matter how hard i might seem to be failing, i am ‘pro recovery’. idc how the fuck it Looks to you personally, i deserve your support. and i shouldnt Feel the Need to apologize to a stranger who claims to be my ally for experiencing mental illness symptoms and not being able to immediately correct them ! if i could do that i wouldnt be mentally ill !! i especially should not be made to feel ashamed to even Talk about my struggles just bc i know yall will try to put a bandaid on it and then guilt me when i say it didnt work. smfh like. ur children. sometimes things just have deeper rooted problems and u dont have to take it personally that you specifically cannot cure me. 

ik it blows ur fucking goddamn mind but yes actually some people just Do really struggle to shower, to drink water, to take their meds, as in it takes actual personal efforts for them it wouldnt take for you and they have to work harder than you to accomplish them, and there are in fact some things nd people personally Cannot do and will Never be able to do without going backwards and sacrificing their happiness and quality of life exhausting themselves for an unattainable goal. only they know their limit, and pushing yourself past your limit is unarguably damaging. this ugly ass assumption you cannot be happy enough while still ‘allowing yourself’ to experience some symptoms... the idea that its just laziness and ‘anti recovery’ to openly struggle with what you view as the ‘easy’ or ‘beginning’ steps of recovery... is an inherently ableist and Harmful mindset you are all falling victim to and fucking over this community with. to be perfectly frank you are not ‘pro recovery’ when you demonize and shame people who are not ready for recovery. bc that doesnt do anything to help them recover. its genuinely just your excuse to hate and bash ‘severely’ nd people bc ur uncomfortable with them and wanna claim theyre doing it on purpose so you feel rightfully angry abt it. when you throw tantrums over us Being Mentally Ill and not ALREADY recovered like good boys or w/e all you are is pro nd people conforming to your standard of functioning and shutting the fuck up abt their actual identity and symptoms and experiences until they reach that level when ur comfy listening to them again. you’re pro neurotypical people, or those pretending to be for your comfort. its literally starting to border on an eugenics attitude by claiming the only healthy end goal is to be virtually indistinguishable from a neurotypical and match their functioning as best as possible. not all nd people Can do that, would be Happier doing that rather than accommodating their issues in other ways, and nor should that be the default goal to push on all nd people. also a lot of the shit yall push at us for even nts dont always conform to, so why is it us being made to walk on eggshells? why when i skip a shower am i evil and destructive but nt bob can go a week without one and no one bats an eye or they just joke about it???

lbr recovery doesnt look the same from person to person, you cant apply one broad standard like this, not to mention its not always an uphill battle, which doesnt just mean; ‘oops i relapsed :(((’. it means breakdowns, it means self harm, it means slacking off, failing hygiene, forgetting things, missing things, bad behavior, risky behavior, things that are Going to inconvenience you. and the second you forget that or decide to no longer care about those people, when you decide to have a baseline where you stop respecting or supporting nds for not trying hard enough to be like you, when you Drop them until they meet your standards as if they arent still nd people who need you on a basic level, ESPECIALLY IF YOU’RE A FUCKING NEUROTYPICAL WHO DOESNT HAVE THE RIGHT TO CHERRY PICK AT US LIKE THAT (!), is when you have inverted and ruined your own fucking cause by corrupting it with selfish conformist ableism. 

tldr i understand why statements like ‘just go to therapy’ ‘thanks im cured’ would frustrate you, but i also VERY MUCH understand and NEED for you people to TRY and understand why mentally struggling people would be adverse to going to therapy, and not bc they goddamn hate recovery and wanna be sad forever or w/e strawman youve come up with, but bc of their issues which are valid and Can hinder these types of decisions and even affect how much aid these coping skills actually provide, and they dont deserve your fucking Unbridled Malice and Shame over it bc they are not literally trying to be more mentally ill. its simply a symptom and consequence of their already existing mental illness. like i really... cannot fathom the level of disconnect you must be on with nd politics to take that and assume they are truly just rejecting the possibility of happiness for the sake of being unhappy. i truly think if you cant wrap your head around ‘mentally ill people, whos minds are literally experiencing sickness, are not always rational or able to help themselves, or sometimes it only appears that way and they just know better abt it than you do’ you just. arent even an ally. you’re an ableist in activists clothing. people struggling with the concept of recovery arent inherently ‘anti recovery’, yall are honestly just really fucking BAD at how you push for recovery bc most of you dont know shit and are just mean and wanna whine abt nds to be quite blunt with u lol. the whole ‘tough love’ mindset is Bullshit ok it isnt real your love doesnt have to be tough and callous and come with conditions you just wanna be abrasive to validate ur judgement and then excuse it as secretly helpful, just be supportive and 📣 LISTEN 📣 to us or get the fuck out honestly bc u arent helping anyone with what this shit has unfortunately become

[momsaiditsmyturnonthexbox]

I know you meant this in a more literal sense but @probablyadrpgideas mentioned a "Necklace of Fire Breathing" that just summoned a fire elemental to breath down your neck. All I can think of now is a sarcastic overprotective mom-friend fire elemental constantly berating, and sometimes even helping, the party.

"Really, Na'tir? A katana? You realize that your gonna get your hands chopped off without a crossguard, right?"

"Just gonna walk on in, eh? Not gonna check for traps, or- yep there it is. See ya. We'll find a way to the basement soon. Dumbass."

"Dark cave, nobody with darkvision, and no torches. Yeah I dont see the problem here, no sir."

"Hey charcoal-for-brains," says the necklace-wearer, "you're literally made of fire."

"...Touché."

"Nope. I won't have it. You guys have had a rough day. I'm keeping watch tonight. Get some sleep idiots."

"Love you too hothead."

"Shut up and sleep before I make you."

"Get some antidotes."

"What?"

"Get some antidotes. You're going to the Kelvar Woods right? All sorts of venomous creatures there. You get bit without an antidote you're gonna be kicking yourself. Besides, next towns a lot closer to the woods than this one, you could sell 'em at a profit."

The elemental doesnt like getting involves. Their nagging words of wisdom are as far as they want to. Since they can seemingly dissapear and conjure themselves at will, the party can have civil conversations with people without the huge elemental intimidating others. Also when the party gets into fights, they tend to dissapear.

They're always watching, though.

"That swordwork was SLOPPY, Na'tir. Step, THEN swing! And Jen'din, what kind of shot was that?! My grandmother could have aimed better, and she DOESNT EXIST. Ametures."

And sure, the party might be idiots

"I get it. Dwarfs and battleaxes go together like me and a house. But maybe next time, if you want to use a buckler, get a one handed weapon. Just a thought."

But the party's their idiots.

"This is gonna hurt. But if we dont patch this up soon... Just bite down on that rag."

"No. Stay there. Save your energy. I'll go to the town and bring back help. You two, make sure he doesnt move, and that he eats. If that campfire goes out, pick him up and head back."

May the gods help anyone who hurts their idiots.

"Alright. Gurdun, you go in first, give us cover. Jen, I'll use my magic to protect you while you peek out and fire shots. Once we get close enough, I'll read the scroll and banish that Litch away. Sound good?" The other two nodded. "Any complaints, hothead?"

"Just be careful. Litches are powerful, and he knows your coming. Dont count on that magic shield to protect you entirely. And for the love of Dersunk, make sure nothing happens to that scroll. Without knowing where or what its philactery is, they're nigh immortal. Do you have a backup plan?"

"I mean..."

"If something happens, promise me that you'll run. Okay?"

"...Alright."

"Good. Now, get in there and bash some skulls." The elemental vanished.

They all took a moment, and took a deep breath.

"Alright," Gurdun said, shield at the ready. "Everyone behind me. We'll go in on 3." They all got in position, bow in hand and scroll ready to grab.

One...

Two...

The door burst open, and a fireball blasted forward. The ball missed its target, a large eruption of flames spilling out where it hit.

The party was a bit rattled. Gurdun pressed forwards anyways, and the other two quickly stepped back into formation, Na'tir putting up his shield.

"Yer gonna need bet'er aim than that!"

A deep rumble echoed through the chamber.

"Who said I was aiming for you?"

An arrow flew at the litch, but it was easily knocked to the side with a leisurely backhand. "He's just trying to get to us! Keep going!"

The party pressed forward, as blasts hit shields, both magic and physical.

To Jen, it seemed too easy. The Litch was toying with them. It would be his downfall.

"Tir, now!"

Na'tir reached for the scroll. His hand recoiled back in pain.

A burn.

He looked to his waist to see the scroll at his side, set ablaze by the fireball. He quickly patted the fire out, but it was too late. The scroll was burned beyond recognition.

"SHIT!"

The eerie rumble reverberated through the arena. The Litch's laugh. "Didn't I tell you? I wasn't aiming for you."

"PLAN B!" They booked it towards the door, desparately clamboring away.

The door slammed shut.

"Leaving so soon? But I was just starting to have fun..."

A lightning bolt slammed into Gurdun's back, knocking him over. Next, Na'tir turned around just in time to see the Litch launch huge, dark blast at her.

Jen'dir was stunned.

"Poor little girl... She didn't deserve this.

Jen'dir looked at the rotting figure before her.

"Her friends taken out, and she forced to watch. Too early, too young. She was supposed to be the distraction, not the last one standing. She failed yet again, just like so many times before."

"Stop..."

"She should be on the ground, not them. She should be dead."

Jen'din grabbed her bow. "You're just trying to get to me."

"Look at your friends, look into my eyes, and tell me I'm wrong."

Jen'dir hesitated for a moment. He was just toying with her, there had to be a way to get out. All three of them.

"...Well? I'm waiting."

Jen looked to her friends. She went to Gurdun first.

No pulse.

No, she just missed it. She just missed it! It was there. Definitley. Somewhere.

No pulse.

Pulse! Yes! Right here, it had to be!

Nothing.

Jen'din knelt over her fallen comerad. She quickly scrambled up, and went to Na'tir.

No pulse.

"No... please, no!"

"What will she do? Attack it, just like she hasn't in the past? She wants to run away, she knew they shouldnt have taken this job, but its too late now. Maybe she should just give up."

The bow dissapeared from her hand, and her quiver vanished from her side.

"Its too late for you, Jen'dir. Just give up."

A single tear ran down her face.

"All your comrads are gone. Just give up."

Na'tir, Gurdun, Flamebringer, they're all

Flamebringer.

Flamebringer!

Jen'din slowly uncliped the necklace from Na'tir, and hung it around her own neck.

"Take comfort if you must, child. I too hold great value in sentimets. This necklace was once my child's." The litch revealed a chain around its neck, a small locket dangling off it.

Perfect.

"I will make your death painless. You will be with them soon enough."

Jen'din walked slowly towards the litch. "You... you're right. I can't possilby take you down."

"Come to me, child."

"I can't... but they can."

The locket burst into flame. A hand materialized around it, crushing the metal and whatever was inside of it..

The Litched hissed, recoiling. It was too late for it, however, as it started turning to dust from its feet.

"Your hubris was your downfall. Next time, don't even think about touching my family."

The Litch disintigrated, leaving nothing but a tattered robe.

[longmismocy1985-blog]

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[for-responding]

(I know you said end of discussion but I wanna clear up what I said, feel free to block or ignore me)

I’m not trying add letters, or rerepresent letters, and I think I meant exclusive and not exclusion…like I understand how some might want to be more exclusive but as you said cis and straight people aren’t necessarily not lgbt

I was just talking in general about how you said cis and straight aro/ace ppl exist and SHOULDNT be excluded

As for the ally part i was talking about ally’s shouldnt be bashed or anything but I see now I made like a bunch of typos so sorry for that. In summary I was saying that it should be a safe community for anyone who feels safe there.

But yah not what I said at all.

This is your friendly reminder that ace/aro people belong in queer spaces. Yes, even cishet ace/aro people. Yes, even cishet ace/aro men. And if I see you tell an ace/aro person that hc a queer character ace/aro is infantilizing them, I will take your fucking kneecaps 

[cielospeaks]

idk its just. frustrating.

i cant decide why they treated me like this

was it because i dont play games and they thought i was a weirdo freak for it? i dont have a lot of time, and i dont like to half ass things, so when i do play (non mobile) games i usually either love them so much i devote myself to learning all the best ways to play them or get tired of them early and just stop playing. and with every game being at least 30 dollars i prefer to not buy ones ill lose interest in. watching on the other hand is much better for me, i can enjoy the nearly full aspects of it and do so in a way that relaxes me, which cuts down on money and time spent on it. with that game i also gained a lot of enjoyment from reading the manga of it. but that made me an outcast to them, an object of ridicule. my experiences werent valid, werent important, werent worth even acknowledgement because of it. its as if i didnt exist to them

was it bc i didnt feel romantic towards any of the characters in it or want to insert myself in with them? theres more damn ways of caring about someone than getting right in the thick of things. i prefer to watch from the sides, especially when someone already has a loving mutual healthy connection with others. sure id happily be their friend/acquaintance/every so often fun to hang out with person, but i dont need more. i think maybe if i fell for someone who did have that healthy network it might be different (heck id say my go boys are close- they do have friends/lovers who arent like... nasty to them and with time and understanding could be those healthy relationships, but even those are really strained for big reasons) but falling for someone for me, at least in that way, is really rare. i guess just like i cant relate to them picking up and dumping people in hardcore romantic/sexual relationships every week or so they cant relate to me seeing no need for such things.

i guess at the core of it was we really could not relate to each other at all. but the way we handled it was different. i would always try to see the good in what they did- (yeah, you go! im happy youre happy!) and they just would kinda ridicule and baby me for how i thought. maybe the hated my reactions- they wanted people to act abrasive anyways. i know i hated them treating me like an “uwu soft bean sweet babbu who cant feel any bad thing ever uwu”. i just dont think its in good tact to openly bash someones beloved person, even if that person makes my skin crawl. it just didnt work out. i cant stand them, and they obviously had no use for me.

why am i still mad abt this whereas im not abt the c/l people? its arguable that they fked me up just as bad, if not worse. i think part of it is bc c/l was such a precious thing to me, it went so far beyond just this temporary chatting thing. its what made me find purpose in my future again, and opened my eyes to things i had forgotten how to enjoy for so long. they may have warped my conscious thought of how i thought i enjoyed it, but they were only forwarding a conscious thought that had been pressed on me for years prior. and more than that they couldnt change how i truly, unconsciously enjoyed it.

i guess this on the other hand. i opened up about things id been a loner on for years prior. i opened up about the first time i really started to have these romantic(?) feelings. sure, maybe i shouldnt have trusted them so much. but that doesnt change that they trampled on those feelings. they strung me along, had me compromise time and time again to their whims. played like they were the only ones who understood me. constantly guilted me with “i consider you my very best trusted friend uwu” junk to keep me at their sides, until the moment i became useless. i didnt just buy their lies, i bought others’ lies. i was guilted “i didnt want to live anymore until talking with you uwu”. they took something that had left me injured and ripped it open and wormed their damn selves in that open wound. maybe i should have told them at the start why i cared about that. i thought i did. but i didnt want that to skew them. i didnt want to guilt them the way they ended up guilting me. but to them, they never would see it as guilting.

i guess like w c/l at the end it doesnt change my feelings. i care about those series. i love sal and the others with all my heart. i followed my own path, and maybe i walked a little closer to them for a while, but every step was my own, even through their shit.

[vonseal]

what im weak for this week

SOOOOO i haven’t done one of these in almost a month! i think it’s high-time to get back on track again! hopefully i can come out with the next one on the 11th instead of a month later.

this is long. like srsly long. like wow. it took me an hour. i could’ve written a whole fic.

call me maybe by shinigamibutter

i’ve got this weird thing with library aus. i love them. maybe it's because libraries are elusive and mysterious to me now (i checked out a book back in middle school, i still have it on my bookshelf and im too scared to return it), but they’re something so nice about libraries. also there’s something so nice about SOCKY and MYUNGJIN and BINU all in one lil fic, holla for a dolla! this is really nice and cute and i loved reading it! <3

out of my league by koutarous

BINU!!! DRINKING TOO MUCH (bad bin)!!! i loved this prompt and @shouldveheldon did it so much justice, it’s unbelievable how good it is (but i’ve never been disappointed from her writing). the set-up is good and even if bin should lay off on the alcohol a bit, at least it got him a cute guy’s number, AMIRITE.

i’ll pick the white and fluffy clouds from the sky for you by spaceviolet (vividplum)

did you guys know im a fan of the cute fluff? did you guys know im a fan of the socky? did you guys know im a fan if you combine both those things? heck yes man, this combination was so amazing and perfect. ALSO, ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP??? im in, im so in.

Does Lonileness Ever Truly End? by MidnightsDeath

i should stop writing angsty stuff bc people take it as inspiration to make even angstier stuff and then im all sad and depressed lol. especially WHEN I STARTS HELLA CUTE WITH MYUNGJIN. thank you for writing this, and thank you for making me cry and ruin my makeup haha.

(my) hot antagonist by rubanrose

we’ve been getting this nice influx of moonrock here lately, and seal approves. i mean, tbc was basically moonrock (did you see the way bin smiled when he brought up rocky???). ALSO ANOTHER ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP, YES. and just moonbin and rocky being cute dorks together and making my heart die of fluff, wow <3

you captured my heart by binubin

some people say that the fake boyfriend au is overdone. i say it’s UNDERdone. like, seriously, i love the idea of people pretending to date and then legit falling in love (the proposal is one of my favorite movies if you guys wanted to know), and WOW IM SO HAPPY THIS ONE EXISTS! bin is a photographer and dongmin is a (un?)willing subject, and i just want you guys to read it. it’ll be six chapters of awesome sauce.

home is wherever the heart is by diametrical

NO GUYS YOU DONT UNDERSTAND THAT DOMESTIC AUS ARE JUST THE GREATEST!!!! AND MYUNGJIN???? DOMESTIC???? wow, just shoot me now, @leedeermin, bc you stole my heart already. i thought nothing could top binu domestic au, BUT THIS DID (mostly bc myungjin > everything for me, im trash, send help). thank youuuu for this, it’s all i needed in life 

i get to love you by asteraa

aka, lanna still tryin to make up for making me sob over trains to busan au. well it worked. it worked so so so well. and the song choice for the end I HAVE IT ON MY PHONE BC OF THIS NOW WOW i get emo over it thank you so much. this is all around just funny and cute and heart-wrenching and fluffy and perfect.

moving on by slaymyseoul

your username conveys perfectly what you’ve done to me, @slaymyseoul: you slayed my soul. slayed it hard. slayed it nasty. and then you acted all happy in the end notes like you didn’t just slaughter a thousand hearts all at once. this binu just...all 700 words of it just ruined me for the rest of my life. you’re such a good author and it shows in my tears.

baby by beifomg

tbh now all i can think in my head is BABY whenever they call each other that, bless astro and their bitchin tunes. NAH BUT THIS FIC is so pure??? so so so pure and i just wanted to touch the screen and somehow lengthen the story with nothing but this pure moment between eunwoo and binnie. at least im so happy this was created, it’s perfection.

Let's go on an adventure! by Rach4040

BINU!!! CUTE BINUUUU!!! also rulebreaker binnie and SUDDEN RULEBREAKER EUNWOO??? i love the idea of cute, romantic teens going off in the middle of the night just to be cute and pure and getting back home in the morning and knowing they won’t get any sleep and will be utterly exhausted all day, but it’s worth it because they love each other AND THATS WHAT THIS IS!!! it’s so cute, gosh golly.

rock show by roobix

i know a few people wanted bartender jinwoo, which i might still write, but i think this one is even better than what i could ever do. it was so short and i longed for more BUT MAN what we did get was fantastic (and made me imagine bartender jinwoo, haha yessss)

oh, the stars shine by parkjinchu

the stars shine for @parkjinchu and HER BEAUTIFUL FICS!!! i missed her writing in the lull after the year we met (go check it out, go check it out on her page, wow i cry), but she’s back with DOMESTICCCCC (im so happy with all this domestic we’re getting) JINCHA!!! why is there not more jincha, they work so well together. (i’d write it but also im myungjin trash, i cant escape my hell). also cute new parents peeking over a bed at their fragile baby just warms my heart (also, relatable, how do you touch a baby without breaking him)

summer paradise by aseuteuro

nopenopenopenope. i shouldnt recommend this, so dont read it unless you want to cry at work like seal did (not safe for work, bc you CRY). it’s binu and i sorta expected it to be happy despite the angst warning in the tags (im not smart, i dont claim to be intelligent) but it WASNT, it just RIPPED MY HEART OUT, HOW DARE

colour me by heybinnie

i will be honest, i dont normally read reader-insert fics like this, but i thought, “it’s @heybinnie and she’s perfect so i bet it will be perfect.” guess what? it was. it was so dreamy and beautiful and breathtaking, and i seriously cannot wait to figure it all out! (JINWOO SELLS DRUGS, PASS IT ON)

flytrap by tinytaeil

MYUNGJIN, i thought. METAPHORS, i thought again. BEAUTIFUL WRITING WOW IM JEALOUS, i thought once more. and then it ends with my cries, why can’t jinwoo just LOVE and have HAPPINESS, why this, why the poor fly, why the amazing description and flowing narrative??? tbh, i think this fic was a flytrap.

forbidden love by jiminaddiction

MORE MOONROCK! look at us getting blessed with all this moonrock. i love this one a lot bc minhyuk is deaf and bin is colorblind, but WOW they’re so adorable and blushy around each other! each chapter that comes out makes me so happy and excited, and i can’t wait for more of it!

Loop by ContraryNonsense

WOW MAN THIS IS SO INTRIGUING!!! i dont read tags, tbh, i just click at this point when i see the description, so i didn’t expect the ending to the first chapter (then i read the tags and thought, “gotta trudge past the angst to get to the happy ending.”) and we’re ALMOST THERE!!! ONE MORE CHAPTER!!! definitely read this, pls do so, it deserve so much more hits than it’s got.

where soil lies, a new beginning blooms by @vocalpmh

THIS WAS INSPIRED BY WITCHCRAFT WHICH>????? how did i do anything to deserve this amazing piece of perfection??? i still read it a lot, it’s one of my go-tos when im feeling down, and im so blessed you gifted it to me, i just absolutely ADORE this fic. pls pls pls read, it’s pure and perfect myungjin (also butt groping, my legacy spreads)

breadtrayed by @glowingjinjin

that pun. get in my home, lanna, i need your puns. i think we had a discussion bc i actually dont like bread all that much but NO WHAT HAS BREAD EVER DONE TO ME??? or to eunwoo, who apparently can find time to bag up a bunch of bread, what a great boyfriend.

a love stronger than furniture by @glowingjinjin

stop writing funny fics to make up for train to busan, you can’t replace my broken heart. IDK THO THIS CAME CLOSE TO DOING SO!!! everything about it was perfect, and you’re so amazing with writing these cutsie fics??? (and then you’ll turn around and rip out my heart, i know you will)

witch coven au by @astrofireworks

i still havent read the newest addition, but i have it up right now to read after i post this. i love your imagination. i love your ideas, i just need to tap into your brain and steal some of this brilliance, thank you very much

UPDATED FICS FROM LAST WEEK MONTH??? -

because of hani by gachigallae - have i mentioned how much i love these kids and domestic stuff??? because i do, i truly seriously do, and i love this fic and bin’s affection for dongmin’s daughter is so cute

5+1 by heybinnie - this makes my heart wrench, but in a good way, and makes me realize how fantastic of a leader jinwoo is to these boys.

stray romance by alette - @alette-stars done did it again, stole my heart and made binnie and dongmin both all so jealous, wow this is cute

medley by sassysavagesanha (RedJusticeLibra) - QUEEN OF SOCKY!!! MORE SOCKY FOR ME!!! more socky for you if you click right now, guaranteed you’ll enjoy it

short moments by Mieun (snowsketch) - i love these cute little movements, and new chapters always make me so happy, especially the myungjin in the last chapter!

inked by jinwoosmile - i figured you out, @jinwoosmile. you tryin to get me to cry. and you succeeded, congrats, you can stop bashing my heart apart now.

leave me dreaming by desiderate - im hooked. im so so so so hooked and idk how it’ll end but im so anticipating whatever happens because it’s such good writing so i know it’ll be fantastic (even if i’ve been so sad with this lol)

the language of flowers by birdbrainberke - I LOVED THIS PROMPT so obvs i love this fic, especially bc it’s @payneinthearsenal, who really knows how to write amazing fics.!!!

and if you ever have anything you think i need to check out, hit me up with that fic, fams. i dont even care if it’s your own. i check a03 regularly, so if it’s something posted elsewhere, pls let me know!

[beaglebounceboy]

YESTERDAY

I SAID SOME DUMB THINGS THAT RACIALLY VILLIFIED A GROUP OF PEOPLE WHO ALWAYS GET BASHED BY THE MEDIA. I DO NOT CONSIDER MYSELF A RASCIST, BUT BELIEVE EVERYBODY (MOST) HAVE TENDENCIES TO STEREOTYPE INDIVIDUALS. MUSLIMS ARE NOT EVIL. THEIR CULTURE HAS BROUGHT MANY OF THE HIGHLY NEEDED SCIENCES WE WESTERNERS CLAIM AS OUR OWN. WE ALL HAVE TROUBLE WITH FRINGE ELEMENTS WHO GET RADICALLISED, THIS IS ALSO TRUE FOR WESTERNERS WHO BELEIVE IN WHITE SUPREMECY. ALOT OF OUR “PROBLEMS” IN LIVING TOGETHER ARE BECAUSE OF WARS AND PROPAGANDA CAMPAIGNS THAT DROVE THEM ( AND NOT JUST FROM BYGONE ERAS). WE ALL DESERVE SPACE TO LIVE IN THIS WORLD IN HARMONY. YES RELIGIOUS EXTREMEISM EXISTS IN MANY FORMS AND HAS NO PLACE IN A CIVILIZED CULTURE.--------------------------------------------------------I LIKE EVERYONE ELSE IN THIS WONDERFUL MULTICULTURAL COUNTRY NEED TO THINK LONGER AND HARDER BEFORE I COMMENT ON INSENSITIVE ISSUES---------------------------------------I DO NOT SEE ANY RACE, COLOUR, OR CREED AS BEING ABOVE ANOTHER, BUT KNOW THAT IN A WESTERN SOCIETY, US WHITE FOLK DO HAVE IT BETTER AND EASIER. MANY WILL OPENLY DISPLAY HATRED. FEAR WILL DO THAT TO EVERYONE WHO DOES NOT CONTROL THEIR THINKING. YES, SEPTEMBER 11 HAPPENED AND IT WAS TRAGIC BUT MOST MUSLIMS DO NOT WANT TO “END” US. YES, THE NEW ZEALAND NAZI MASSACRE HAPPENED AND IT WAS EVIL TOO. EVIL MEN WILL ALWAYS FLOURISH WHEN POVERTY AND SYSTEMS OF GOVERNMENT CREATE TYRANNY. EDUCATION IS OUR BEST WEAPON AGAINST HATRED AND BIGOTS. UNFORTUNATELY MANY RADICALIZED YOUTH COME FROM DESTABILIZED COUNTRIES, SOME HAVE AWFUL VIEWS ABOUT OUR WOMEN. I DO THINK WESTERN SOCIETY HAS MORE WEALTH AND STABILITY, BUT IT SHOULDNT BE THROUGH THE STRANGLEHOLD OF NATIONS “OTHER” THAN OUR OWN. WE ARE NOT ALIENS, WE ARE THE SAME IN BIOLOGY,WE ARE ONE. WE NEED TO STOP DECIDING OUR GOD IS THE RIGHT ONE, AND THE WAY WE LIVE THE ONLY WAY.-----------------------------------------------NO, I DO NOT SUPPORT MANY LAWS CREATED BY FOREIGN COUNTRIES, INCLUDING DUBAI AND ITS TREATMENT OF SEXUAL RELATIONS AND ITS EQUALITY. AND BECAUSE OF THIS I WILL NEVER EVER SEEK TO VISIT A PLACE LIKE THAT. I DO NOT THINK MILITARY MIGHT IS A REASON TO USE IT FOR MONETARY GAIN.---------------------------------OPEN THOUGHTFUL MINDS CREATE BETTER SOCIETIES.  I SEE THE PROBLEMS WITH REFUGEES, BOTH THE NEED TO PROTECT THEM FROM LIVES OF POVERTY AND INJUSTICE AND THE NEED FOR BORDER CONTROLS TO MAINTAIN EQUALIBRIUM IN NATIONAL SECURITY. MUSLIMS ARE NOT TERRORISTS. BUT NATIONS NEED TO KNOW WHO IS COMING AND GOING BECAUSE OF UNSAVOURY MINDSETS. WE HAVE A CULTURE IN AUSTRALIA OF BOTH RACISM AND ACCEPTANCE. HOPEFULLY ONE DAY WE WILL AGREE THAT OUR DIFFERENCE IN IDEOLOGY DOES NOT MEAN WE ATTACK EACH OTHERS CHARACTER. EVIL IS THE PROBLEM AND HATRED IT’S CAUSE. I WILL ALWAYS TRY TO BE MINDFUL MY THOUGHTS DO NOT DRIFT DOWN A ROAD CAUGHT IN DOGMA.

[ves-abs-roq-pas-blog]

Time to Leave (For Real This Time)

Hi Ves!

This is our 100th post, so happy 100th post on our blog ! lol but i’m coming with a request/favor.

This past week or two, the excitement of being in a new place began to wear off and all these things started catching up to me. All the fears of being far from home and everything being new.

When my coworker and I were talking about me moving here from Jersey, she told me “you’re a long ways from home” and I kind of had this realization that I’m not far from home, because this is home now. Jersey is no longer home for me, it’s just a place I used to live, something of the past. 

A lot of things have been coming to mind lately, all the things I realized I can’t do anymore. Getting up early on a Monday morning, going to Wawa, and taking my hour and a half drive to school every week is something I don’t get to do anymore. That excitement of getting out of lab and driving back home on Fridays is a feeling I won’t recognize anymore. The feeling of hugging my parents after a long week at school is something I won’t be doing anymore. 

Whenever I go on snapchat or instagram and I see everyone from the youth all together, I click out as fast as I can. In all honesty, I hate seeing everyone’s story or posts. It’s just a constant reminder to me that these are the people i spent the last 5 years with, but i can’t even consider 99% of them to really be my friend. Yes, we hung out while I was there, but now that I’m no longer there, communication ceased to exist.  

It’s a hard truth for me to actually put into words, but out of all the people at MBC, i can consider maybe 3 or 4 people to actually call my friends. And for the longest time, I tried to convince myself that everyone was my best friend. I threw myself into the youth group because I lost all my friends and I thought that if i could just convince myself that i didnt care about losing my friends and that i had a bunch of new ones, then everything would be okay. But that wasn’t the case, I was just lying to myself. And for a while, I even got angry that I ended up at MBC. I was doing fine in my old church, I had a lot of friends that I grew up with, I was volunteering and having fun, and I was really Christian. Not the kind i was in MBC where I was scared to lift my hands or cry tears of joy because no one else did. And then I end up here where I felt judged for every move and lost my spark as a Christian. That’s a whole five years of my life that I could have been serving and spreading love as a Christian should, but instead was spent calculating every move i made so that i wasnt looked at as being “the weird new girl”. From the very first moment I stepped foot in MBC, i was already being judged for having green hair. What ever happened to “come as you are”? 

That anger only lasted for a little while though. Even though I’m still not sure of what yet, I know that God’s plan is perfect and that I ended up there for a reason. Not all moments were bad. There are some good times and a few good people I’ve met. I know that God wouldn’t have put me in a place for five years for no reason, it’s all a part of his plan and I’ll continue to trust in it. It’s just that all the things I never had the courage to say or even think is coming out because I have the space and distance that I need. 

And by no means am I trying to bash on MBC in any of this. The only reason it was so bad for me is because I dont belong there. I never did and I never will, and keeping myself in a place I don’t belong will inevitably lead to bad experiences. Even a few months before I left, I started really feeling like it was time to get myself out of that environment. All those weeks everyone thought I wasn’t coming home, I did. I came home and went to Grace and Peace for church because there were some days where I just couldn’t force myself to go to MBC anymore. It all got too much to handle. 

Towards the last few months I was there, everything got so bad. I would lie and make up excuses so I didn’t have to go to praise and worship anymore. And everyone would make snide comments about how I wasn’t fully committed or that I didn’t know my priorities and that’s when I decided that there’s no way I can be in this for any longer. I was never tired of serving God and playing for him, but I did get tired of the people I was working with and how everyone was so set on their ways that change was never an option, even when God was calling for it. 

Long story short, I don’t want to spend my days in the present thinking about the past any longer. I don’t want to sit reminiscing the days I had with my “friends” in Jersey. I want to live fully in the present with the people in front of me now who genuinely care for me. 

So that was a long story all for one question, whoops. But my request to you is that if there’s anything about me or involving me, or just anything going on with the people at MBC, i ask that you will let me turn my ear to it. I no longer want to hear about what’s happening there, I’m better off without it. I was listening to this message about how it’s better to turn away because one word can have the power to ruin your day, or even stay with you for years after you heard it. You can sit there being affected by what someone thought of you for years after they said it, and it doesn’t even affect them. That little incident right before I left, when Sam made a comment about my priorities, i still think about it a lot, and why should I? I ended up trying to defend myself against what she said, but for what? She’s not going to change her mind about what she thinks, and what do i care what ANYONE thinks? I didn’t know about practice until the week of, so I didn’t go, end of story. I know the truth, God knows the truth, and that’s all that matters. I shouldnt care what she says about it to anyone else, none of that matters, but it still makes me feel bad. And after realizing this, I decided that it’s time to leave, not just physically, but also my state of mind. If I never heard what she said about me, I would never have had these thoughts and feelings that made me sad, life would have been SO much better without hearing it. I decided that I no longer want to hear about what’s happening because it might affect my mood, and it’s not worth it. My life goes on without hearing these words, and maybe even be better off without it. So yeah, goodbye for real, MBC. 

Love, 

Abs