#I GET THE FEELING
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our-aplatonic-experience · 6 months ago
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Lotta words
Just found this blog and I think it's really cool! I'd never heard of apl until like... 20 minutes ago. I'm ace and arospec, and I don't think I'm quite aplatonic, but I'm relating to so many things here.
I have this friend, right? She's been right by my side since the first grade. I send them these flowery sweet nothings - writing about how wonderful she is. The reason the birds sing, descendant of stars, that sort of thing. But I don't really mean it? I'm doing it so that she knows she means a lot to me, but it's blown out of proportion to compensate. It's like I'm translating into something she'll recognize. I don't want her to leave, but why would she stay if she doesn't feel loved?
It's not that I don't care about and appreciate them, I've just never felt the way other people describe love. Like really, it's not that deep. We're friends because we like eachother. How can a single person be everything you think about, be the air you breathe and the tears you cry? Like, chat, is that real?? Wasn't it always dramatized? I can copy the symptoms of love, but will I actually feel it? Based on our friendship, she /should/ be the love of my life, platonic or otherwise. There's just this disconnect, idk. Honestly this could just be because we haven't seen eachother in a year or so and I've forgotten how I feel around them. This could just be something that's Happening. We'll see lol
And the thing about new people expecting friendship SO lightning fast, I get that too.
This blog is pretty awesome -gave me something to think about
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i-drop-level-one-loot · 1 year ago
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All I need is Kirtch understanding human love and the differences 😭 it’s so irritating to me that he dosen’t understand it, it makes more sense for him to have no clue but I just want him to understand🥲
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I know 🥲
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teamfortresstwo · 1 year ago
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I started writing the sequel to my lonely eyes fic but I kinda high key hate it and now idk what to do 😭
Guess it depends? You could just say fuck it and post it now or come back to it later with fresh eyes/edit it. Or if you’re confident in your hate of it just throw it in the trash I guess?
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mondaymelon · 2 years ago
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hey, i know we've never talked before and we dont really know each otehr, but i just wanted to let you know that i love your blog and that anon doesnt know what they're talking about. they're just being mean cuz they probably feel unsatisfied with their own life. i hope you're having a good day today, if you ever need someone to talk or vent to, my dms are open.
ahhh hello!! i always see you in my notifications hehe
and thank you! not sure exactly why people like this are showing up now of all times but i mean hey its kinda funny
i mean if youre going to hate on someone online that you dont even know + do it behind an anonymous ask- you should probably rethink your life decisions :)
mwah <3 thank you for your offer - i really appreciate it!! i wont let them get to me :)
take a xiao for the road ✩
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prismatic-starstuff · 1 year ago
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Oh I just saw someone in the youtube comments section talking about the Emperor in such a bitter way; they were like 'why did they make us spend time designing a character only for This (referring to the Emperor's appearance) to be the big reveal?!?'
It's like... sorry your dream mommy waifu/dream daddy husbando ended up being a character with more substance than just plain existing as your fantasy, I guess—?
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I don’t know if I want to come off anon. My tumblr name does not match my Ao3 name
no worries, then! i'm actually likely not to come off of anon because i like being anonymous. as the blog-runner, it's easier for me to stay on anon, actually.
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kingkyks · 2 years ago
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an ex-angers player trying to fight h*kimi, he did it for me ❤❤
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rafeandonlyrafe · 3 months ago
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well 🧍‍♀️ as a reminder this blog is NOT a safe space for trump supporters but it IS a safe place for women, queers, trans ppl, people of color, undocumented people, and any marginalized group.
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puppppppppy · 5 months ago
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filipina miku!! my mom helped me with her outfit ^_^
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listen-to-the-inner-walrus · 5 months ago
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Love it when Rolling Stone puts out an article about the 25 most influential internet creators and I've only heard of 7 of them
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mochasucculent · 1 month ago
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Dumb thing that would not leave my brain
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shadesofmauve · 9 days ago
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I want to step away from the art-vs-artist side of the Gaiman issue for a bit, and talk about, well, the rest of it. Because those emotions you're feeling would be the same without the art; the art just adds another layer.
Source: I worked with a guy who turned out to be heavily involved in an international, multi-state sex-slavery/trafficking ring.
He was really nice.
Yeah.
It hits like a dumptruck of shit. You don't feel stable in your world anymore. How could someone you interacted with, liked, also be a truly horrible person? How could your judgement be that bad? How can real people, not stylized cartoon bogeymen, be actually doing this shit?
You have to sit with the fact that you couldn't, or probably couldn't, have known. You should have no guilt as part of this horror — but guilt is almost certainly part of that mess you're feeling, because our brains do this associative thing, and somehow "I liked [the version of] the guy [that I knew]", or his creations, becomes "I made a horrible mistake and should feel guilty."
You didn't, loves, you didn't.
We're human, and we can only go by the information we have. And the information we have is only the smallest glimpse into someone else's life.
I didn't work closely with the guy I knew at work, but we chatted. He wasn't just nice; he was one of the only people outside my tiny department who seemed genuinely nice in a workplace that was rapidly becoming incredibly toxic. He loaned me a bike trainer. Occasionally he'd see me at the bus stop and give me a lift home.
Yup. I was a young woman in my twenties and rode in this guy's car. More than once.
When I tell this story that part usually makes people gasp. "You must feel so scared about what could have happened to you!" "You're so lucky nothing happened!"
No, that's not how it worked. I was never in danger. This guy targeted Korean women with little-to-no English who were coerced and powerless. A white, fluent, US citizen coworker wasn't a potential victim. I got to be a person, not prey.
Y'know that little warning bell that goes off, when you're around someone who might be a danger to you? That animal sense that says "Something is off here, watch out"?
Yeah, that doesn't ping if the preferred prey isn't around.
That's what rattled me the most about this. I liked to think of myself as willing to stand up for people with less power than me. I worked with Japanese exchange students in college and put myself bodily between them and creeps, and I sure as hell got that little alarm when some asian-schoolgirl fetishist schmoozed on them. But we were all there.
I had to learn that the alarm won't go off when the hunter isn't hunting. That it's not the solid indicator I might've thought it was. That sometimes this is what the privilege of not being prey does; it completely masks your ability to detect the horrors that are going on.
A lot of people point out that 'people like that' have amazing charisma and ability to lie and manipulate, and that's true. Anyone who's gotten away with this shit for decades is going to be way smoother than the pathetic little hangers-on I dealt with in university. But it's not just that. I seriously, deeply believe that he saw me as a person, and he did not extend personhood to his victims. We didn't have a fake coworker relationship. We had a real one. And just like I don't know the ins-and-outs of most of my coworkers lives, I had no idea that what he did on his down time was perpetrate horrors.
I know this is getting off the topic, but it's so very important. Especially as a message to cis guys: please understand that you won't recognize a creep the way you might think you will. If you're not the preferred prey, the hind-brain alarm won't go off. You have to listen to victims, not your gut feeling that the person seems perfectly nice and normal. It doesn't mean there's never a false accusation, but face the fact that it's usually real, and you don't have enough information to say otherwise.
So, yeah. It fucking sucks. Writing about this twists my insides into tense knots, and it was almost a decade ago. I was never in danger. No one I knew was hurt!
Just countless, powerless women, horrifically abused by someone who was nice to me.
You don't trust your own judgement quite the same way, after. And as utterly shitty as it is, as twisted up and unstead-in-the-world as I felt the day I found out — I don't actually think that's a bad thing.
I think we all need to question our own judgement. It makes us better people.
I don't see villains around every corner just because I knew one, once. But I do own the fact that I can't know, really know, about anyone except those closest to me. They have their own full lives. They'll go from the pinnacles of kindness to the depths of depravity — and I won't know.
It's not a failing. It's just being human. Something to remember before you slap labels on people, before you condemn them or idolize them. Think about how much you can't know, and how flawed our judgement always is.
Grieve for victims, and the feeling of betrayal. But maybe let yourself off the hook, and be a bit slower to skewer others on it.
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tawnysoup · 10 days ago
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Found my fav Slay the Princess route recently. Dragon my beloved. Your horrifying beak mouth was an impossible-to-refuse lip syncing challenge 💖
Shoutouts to @blacktabbygames for making such a cool game!
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noodles-and-tea · 2 months ago
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Our hextech dream….
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unsung-idiot · 4 months ago
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don't show him modern technology; it won't end well
bonus under the cut:
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lesbxdyke · 8 months ago
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I could think of no better way to share the news than this!
So when I was 17, my cat went missing and I'd given up hope of ever seeing him again.
Until on Monday, 27th of May, 2024, my friend sent me a FB post asking 'isn't that your mother?' about the person named on the microchip.
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Here he is! 16 years old, and found safe, twelve whole years after he went missing!
Yesterday (Tuesday the 28th of May, 2024) I went to the rescue that had him, and I reclaimed my boy, renaming him Artie! (He'd originally been called 'Cat' because my mother and I couldn't decide on a name)
He's home safe with me now, currently inhabiting my bathroom and purring up a storm every time someone goes in there!
I'll be doing slow introductions between him and my current cat to give them the best possible chance of living in harmony!
Here's some pictures of Artie once we let him out of the carrier:
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