#I mean this post wholeheartedly btw

[lycorim]

Samwell Tarly is objectively the best character in ASoIaF. Genuinely tries to be a good person at every step of the journey, only member of the Night's Watch to even try to help a single one of Craster's daughters (Jon Snow could never), literally has the highest kill ratio of Others for any single man at the Wall, also a nerd. He even invented voter fraud.

[volfoss]

lestat being a trans ally is actually the most mind boggling part of this book so far

[minothtime]

I'm so sorry op but i saw "trite" and blacked out

"oh i really love xyz character-" really? outside the context of shipping?

[blaisenova]

ermmmm like i dunno if you're still doing requests buttt could you do like kustard but it turns to dustard

that dynamic always interested me but i never see much about it :3

anon, has anyone ever told you that you're a genius?

the kustard to dustard pipeline is WOEFULLY UNEXPLORED. WHICH SUCKS BECAUSE IT'S SO FUCKING GOOD. so, naturally, i was REALLY excited when i got this ask. yippie!!! an excuse to write fun fucked up dynamics!!!!!

this one is pretty tame. i can't think of any warnings you might need other than it being like..... long and, obviously, kinda angsty. it's fluffy in the end tho. but that's what you get when you ask me to write i guess LOL

thank you all for the requests btw!! i was NOT expecting so many after the kist fic, but i am pleasantly surprised and am trying to chip away at them as quickly as i can. spat this one out in a few hours, so it might not be my best work, but i'm happy with how it turned out either way :)

as always, the link to this fic on ao3 will be in the reblogs once it's posted, if that's your cup of tea (as it is mine LMAO)

i hope this feeds you well anon. thank you for the ask <3

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It was undeniable that the multiverse was an entirely cruel and ruthless place.

Or, at least, that was what Red had wholeheartedly believed up until he’d met his other self, in a universe that was so very unlike his own. A universe where the typical LOVE of any given passerby was nothing higher than 1; where Sans and his brother were kind to one another in public; where there was so little need for the royal guard that the worst Sans got for sneaking off to Grillby’s during his shift was a slap on the wrist. It was difficult to believe that a place like that could exist – that it could be self-sustainable, since, logically, their weakness should have led to their downfall – and even harder to look at it as anything more than a childish fantasy that had yet to find its catch.

Initially, Red hated Sans. 

It felt ridiculous, looking back upon it – in the moments when his head lay in Sans’ lap and gentle fingers traced over his scars like they were poetry written in a language Red had never bothered to learn, and he wondered what Sans saw in him that he hadn’t seen; wondered if this was what it felt like to love himself – but it was the truth. It had taken him a while to understand that the circumstances in which they’d grown were enough to turn them into two different people; that hating Sans wasn’t so much like hating himself, or what he could have been, as he wanted it to be.

Really, Sans was so unsuspecting that Red had been foolish enough to let his guard down, forgetting that then was when feeling was the most liable to appear. 

He hadn’t expected to fall in love with the laugh – genuine, unabashed, and lacking all of the gruffness of his own – of someone whose humour was just as terrible as his own.

He’d been far too blind to realise how incredibly endearing it was for someone to wake up and allow themselves to be bleary and half-asleep, cuddling into his arm without even meaning to, even if it meant opening themselves up to being easily picked off.

In allowing someone into his blindspot that he’d believed to be too weak or foolish to use it against him, he’d failed to remember that it was the softest words that cut the deepest, when they would bleed him dry so tenderly and lovingly that he couldn’t even think to fight against the bloodloss; when, instead, he’d lean into the knife and ask them to twist it. The wound was soul deep, and the soul’s wounds could not be so easily ignored.

Though, it was a small price to pay to hear that raucous laughter over jokes that weren’t even funny. Trivial, really, in comparison to soft smiles and gentle touches that moved slowly just to prove to him how tender the world could really be.

“Earth to Red.”

A soul for a soul; a life for a life. They gave one another all of themselves, promised each other that it was enough, and it was. For once, it was, just to be soft.

“Come in, Red.”

There was gentleness in the multiverse, hidden until it was allowed in.

Tiredly, he bat away the hand that waved in front of his sockets, only to grab it by the wrist and pull it back down, firmly, on the crown of his skull. With a laugh, the fingers scratched gentle circles into the bone, and Red hummed happily at the feeling, allowing his sockets to slip shut as he lay against Sans’ legs.

“Where’d you go, space cadet?”

“Nowhere,” he grumbled, sighing softly as he fully relaxed into the touch. “Must’ve dozed off.”

Again, there was that laugh, and Red’s soul fluttered. “With your eyes open?”

“It’s a little known talent of mine,” he hummed.

“Gee, must be handy,” came the response, and amusement never sounded so beautiful. “You’ll have to teach me sometime.”

“Nuh uh,” and he couldn’t stop himself from snorting. “It’s genetic.”

“Ah, damn. Guess we gotta add that to the list of differences.”

“Guess so.” His breath hitched as the hand on his head trailed downward to cup his cheek. His browbones furrowed, ever so slightly, and he felt himself go tense.

“Hey. Look at me.”

After a moment, Red opened his sockets, and there was no sight more welcome than the face of his lover. Each time he saw him was like the first, and Red drank in each of his features as if they’d disappear at any moment: smooth bone, unmarred by chips and cracks; eyelights that glowed softly in dark sockets, like how he imagined fireflies might; ever present, gentle smile that smoothed away his worries. Oh, to be so untouched by cruelty. He’d do anything to keep it that way.

“‘Sup,” he breathed, and Sans’ smile widened as he snorted.

“‘Sup,” he returned. His thumb ran circles over his cheek, and Red leaned into the touch. “You okay?”

With a snicker, he rolled his eyelights at the question. “Super duper.”

Despite himself, Sans laughed too, but, still, pressed on. “You sure? You were spacing out pretty bad before. Like, way out in deep space,” he emphasised, unnecessarily. “No planets around, just stars. Way beyond our galaxy. Uncharted territory. Where no man has gone before.”

“Alright, alright, I get the picture” Red interrupted, though not without chuckling. “‘M okay. Was just thinking.”

When Sans’ head cocked to the side, Red couldn’t help but grin. “About?”

“Uranus.”

At first, his sockets simply narrowed, confused, then all at once, “Ura– Oh. Alright, perv. Har har.”

But, he was laughing, and Red was, too, like it was the funniest joke in the world despite it not even being funny. Maybe it didn’t matter, if Red was the one to say it; if Sans was the one to laugh. Maybe, then, it could be good, even if it wasn’t, really. The sound of their laughter, something shared and sacred, was what Red imagined it might feel like to hear the birds chirp when the sun rose and turned the sky whatever colours it was supposed to when it drove the night away. He hoped that it was blue, like Sans’ favourite colour, but the pictures in his textbooks were too faded to be sure.

When he tuned back in, the laughter had tapered off.

“You do that a lot, y’know,” Sans noted, almost absentmindedly, and his hands turned back to trailing shapes on Red’s skull.

He grunted at the feeling. “Do what?”

“Go to space,” Sans said, simply. “Or… somewhere else. That I can’t reach.”

Red frowned, closing his sockets to cut off the dull thrum of agony he felt in his soul whenever Sans’ smile didn’t reach his eyes like that. “I do it less than I used to. It used to be better, somewhere else – anywhere else – but ‘m not so sure anymore.”

“Where would you wanna go?” he asked, in a whisper. “If you could go anywhere. Anywhere at all.”

For a moment, Red considered. The answer would have been easy before – the surface, of course. Where Paps and every other monster longed to be – but access to the multiverse had opened up options that he’d never known existed. If he could conceive of a place, it surely existed, somewhere. Any place. Anywhere. Anywhere at all. But, if kindness was so thoroughly hidden, why should he want to look for it anywhere else?

“Think I’d rather just stay here,” he hummed. “With you.”

Maybe he should have questioned the way that Sans’ hands stilled at his answer. Maybe he should have opened his eyes; looked at his face; seen his expression; known what it meant.

But, he didn’t.

“Geez,” Sans breathed, with a laugh that sounded breathless. “My answer feels stupid in comparison.”

“Yeah? What’s yours?”

“Anywhere else. Anywhere at all.”

In hindsight, Red should have known it was too good to last; too good to stay good.

A universe where the typical LOVE of any given passerby was nothing higher than 1; where Sans and his brother were kind to one another in public; where there was so little need for the royal guard that the worst Sans got for sneaking off to Grillby’s during his shift was a slap on the wrist. It was difficult to believe that a place like that could exist – that it could be self-sustainable, since, logically, their weakness should have led to their downfall – and even harder to look at it as anything more than a childish fantasy that had yet to find its catch.

Of course, there was a catch. 

There was always a catch. Every childish fantasy grew tainted with time, like the innocence of children was stripped with age. Every fairy tale book grew weary and old, pages yellowed and frayed. Every picture faded, until you couldn’t be sure whether the sky was blue or grey.

But, you hoped it was blue anyway, and maybe that was your mistake.

It was undeniable that the multiverse was an entirely cruel and ruthless place. That was what Red wholeheartedly believed. Maybe, after all, there was a reason that love and LOVE were spelled the same.

Try as he might, though, Red could not hate him.

It felt ridiculous – in the moments when hands clamped around his neck like a vice, choked by the grip and the grief that came with it, as if the two were one in the same, and they would both cry, both tremble in fear, or fury, or something worse, and Red would think that this was what it was like to hate himself – but it was the truth. It had taken him a while to understand that the circumstances in which they’d changed were enough to turn them into two different people; that hating Dust wasn’t so much like loving himself, or what he could have been, as he wanted it to be.

Really, Red had underestimated Dust as he had been before; had assumed that kindness meant the incapacity for cruelty.

And, in allowing someone into his blindspot that he’d believed to be too weak or foolish to use it against him, he’d failed to remember that it was the softest words that cut the deepest, when they would leave scars so deep that all he could think of was how much he missed the feeling; when he’d search for the knife and throw himself against it. The wound was soul deep, and the soul’s wounds could not be so easily ignored.

Before, he’d thought it was a small price to pay. Trivial, really, in comparison to what he had to gain from it. As if it were a simple transaction as opposed to something living, and breathing, and ever changing; as if he would never have to be the one who was tender; as if that made it anything less valuable.

“Red.”

A soul for a soul; a life for a life. They gave one another all of themselves, promised each other that it was enough, and it was. Just as before, it was. Harsher now, but Dust had taught Red to be soft, and Red would teach him what he’d forgotten.

“Red.”

There was gentleness in the multiverse, hidden until it was allowed in.

With a jolt, he came back to reality to a slap on the face, not hard enough to hurt, but more than enough to be startling. He frowned, but, nonetheless, took his hand by the wrist and guided it to the crown of his skull. Hesitantly, as if spurred on by some muscle memory, the fingers ran in gentle circles across his bone, and Red hummed in approval at the feeling as he lay against Dust’s legs.

“Where’d you go?”

“Nowhere,” he mumbled, unconsciously leaning into the touch. “Must’ve dozed off.”

“With your eyes open,” Dust said, and it wasn’t a question. “Freak.”

Immediately, Red snorted. “Guess we gotta add that to the list of similarities.”

Despite himself, Dust laughed; the sound short, subdued, and nothing like the laugh he’d fallen in love with, but something about it made his soul flutter, nonetheless. “Guess so.”

After a moment, Red opened his sockets. Each time he saw him was like the first, and Red drank in each of his features as if they’d disappear at any moment – as they had before – smooth bone that crackled and buzzed with magic, refusing to be underestimated; eyelights that glowed brightly in dark sockets, like how he imagined neon signs would on a city street in the middle of the night; a face shrouded by shadow, as if it was saved for him alone to see. In the end, he’d been marred by cruelty despite Red’s best efforts, but he was beautiful nonetheless.

“‘Sup,” Dust mumbled, and the edges of his mouth quirked up in an attempt at a smile.

Slowly, Red lifted his hand and, ever so gently, cupped Dust’s cheek, pausing when his breath hitched, but, with the same caution, Dust leaned into the touch; barely enough to be noticed, but Red noticed. This time, he saw. “‘Sup,” he finally returned. “You okay?”

“You’re going to disappear,” Dust whispered, and his voice broke on the words in a way that made Red feel hollowed out. “You’re going to go somewhere else. Somewhere that I can’t reach. Like you do when you go to space. It scares me.”

Browbones furrowed, Red ran gentle circles across his love’s cheek, staying silent as Dust took in a shuddering breath to continue; a quirk Red had grown accustomed to.

“I remember what you told me before,” he said, and his hand came up to desperately hold Red’s to his face, like he might forget it was there if he didn’t make sure. “That you did it because it was better to be somewhere else – anywhere else. Do you want that now? To be somewhere else? Away from me?”

“No,” Red said, and the lack of hesitation in his answer surprised even himself. “I don’t want that.”

Again, Dust’s breath hitched, and he frowned, like the answer wasn’t enough, and, maybe, it wasn’t. His fingers threaded between Red’s, and, when he clutched onto his hand, Red squeezed back, holding him with desperation to match. Dust laughed, a breathless sound. “I’m not the person that you loved.”

Scoffing, Red rolled his eyelights at the notion. “Of course you are.”

“I’m not,” Dust insisted, and something about it was a plea.

“Then,” he breathed, “I love you. This you.”

And, with a breath that was cut off with something that sounded suspiciously like a sob, Dust leaned forward – over Red’s body, as if to trap him – and pressed his chest against Red’s. His ribs fluttered with each breath, and Red guided his stuttering breaths with deep inhales that interlocked their ribs with each one. His hand remained stuck to Dust’s cheek, and he squeezed gently, relieved when Dust squeezed back to let him know he was still here; in this reality, not another.

“Breathe,” Red commanded, soft; soft, like he’d been taught. “I’m here.”

Dust took a heaving breath – deep, frantic, like he’d been drowning – and, in a voice that sounded so much like before – reminding Red once more that this was the person he loved, despite the change – he whispered, “Where would you wanna go? If you could go anywhere. Anywhere at all.”

The question made him sputter, for a moment. Then, with a breathless laugh, “Seriously?”

“Please,” he pleaded, so what could Red do but answer?

The answer would have been easy before – here; here, just like before – but, despite how they fought against it, things had changed. Did that mean his answer had to change? That his longing had to shift, too? The multiverse was infinite. If he could conceive of a place, it surely existed, somewhere. Maybe even somewhere that Sans stayed Sans, but would it be the same? Any place. Anywhere. Anywhere at all. But, if kindness was so thoroughly hidden – had been ripped from Dust’s grasp with the signature ruthlessness of the multiverse – then why shouldn’t Red be it? Like Dust had been for him, before.

“Think I’d like to stay here,” he hummed. “With you. Still.”

And, this time, Red noticed the way that Dust’s breathing slowed to a stop; felt the way that his magic crackled between his joints; how something wet slipped between their fingers on Dust’s cheek; knew what it meant.

“Okay,” Dust whispered.

“What about you? Where would you go?”

There was a pause – a moment as Dust inhaled once more; held Red’s hand tight, but oh, so gentle – before he managed to answer. “Here,” he said. “With you.”

[nonranghaes]

heads up! husband!cheol. mentions of weight gain post-marriage and hinted at insecurities surrounding it... also slight suggestive content at the end. btw dont tag this w any fetish stuff bc thats not what it is! thanks

something is... off with your husband today.

every time you noticed seungcheol while out shopping with him earlier, he seemed distracted. he'd keep glancing at his reflection in mirrors and windows, he took a little longer in a dressing room while buying new dress pants for the work thing he had coming up... and he shied away from your touch earlier when you went to hug him as he was cooking dinner.

and now, while you're lying in bed reading, he's staring at himself in the mirror again. he turns to the side, frowning at his reflection, brow drawing together. "honey?"

"yes, my love?" you didn't look up.

"i think i gained weight."

"most married people do," you hum. "i think i gained some, too."

he looks to you to try and gauge your reaction before he turns to himself again. "no, but..." he sighs. his hand falls to his stomach, "you've noticed it, right?"

you set your book aside, moving forward to sit at the edge of the bed closest to him. "i've noticed my sexy, incredibly handsome husband every day. kind of hard not to when you're always cuddling me, y'know."

he pouts at you. "that's not what i--"

"i know. but from where i'm sitting... all i can see is my perfect husband," you hum, "and i think he's beautiful."

he looks to you, gaze softening as he makes his way to you. he kisses your forehead first, taking your face in his hands. "i love you," he says, "if you really mean it--"

"i do," you rest your hands over his. "i think you're perfect." you pull his hands away, reaching up so that you can draw him down to you. "why don't you let me show you just how perfect i think you are?"

seungcheol kisses you eagerly, smiling into it as a man so completely in love with you. even when he had his insecure days, he had you right there to soothe over those insecurities. that's what a marriage should be, he thinks as he lets you take the reins.

this, he thinks, is what it means to be loved wholeheartedly.

[a-bottle-of-tyelenol]

It is absolutely possible! I think a lot of people forget that there’s a a psychology to kink that is often intertwined with trauma or the need to cope— the same traumas and needs that could lead to a person regressing as well. Regression is also deeply personal and something that differs from person to person, so people will have different relationships to it and to themselves outside of headspace. What isn’t possible for one person, is for another.

That being said, it’s also important to be respectful regardless. The number one philosophy in kink/bdsm is that everyone involved has to be consenting. If someone isn’t and you try to involve them (interacting in bad faith, for example), that becomes an issue. This isn’t really a problem with the kink itself imo, and more with people not respecting boundaries. If someone doesn’t want their art to be used in a certain way, that should be respected (and would hopefully be by most people because, again, this is a fundamental to the community).

do you think maybe someone can have a fetish but have it seperate from their regression?

I know a couple of people who are like that where they do have that type of fetish, but keep it out of their relationships when they are regressed

guess im just saying stuff like that can be more grey sometimes

while i do think that is something u can probably do? either way, it would still leave me with the stress of having to figure out the difference between someone who has that fetish and is getting off on my art vs someone who has that fetish and keeps it separate from their own/other people's regression. sounds like more work on my part

and yeah, it can be pretty grey and this whole thing is technically out of my control, which is why i'll eventually get over my fears and just do what i want--it's just smth i have to think about rn

[carylmeanslove]

Luke speaking the language of flowers

I saw a fellow Lukola mention that the flower that Nicola is holding in the stairwell could be a part of a floral arrangement that Luke bought her for her big night at the Time 100 Next Gala. Which I wholeheartedly believe is the case. He doesn't need to like her photos on SM which doesn't matter in the grand scheme of things btw because he is there in person to show her love and give her flowers as a celebration of her achievements and a congratulations on her great honor.

Anyway, I decided to look up what the flower could represent and why he might have chosen that particular flower.

White Calla Lilies

YOU GUYS!!!

I highlighted the ones that apply to the color he chose.

I believe all of the highlighted things are the reasons he chose that flower for his Nic, but I want to mention a few so this isn't too long of a post. I also just realized I forgot to highlight the last one. I really don't feel like dealing with fixing that. Just count that one too

Physical Beauty:

Well, Luke knows Nicola is beautiful. I mean he can hardly take his eyes off of her. Of course we know it comes from his love for her.

Faithfulness:

I'm sure they are faithful to one another.

Joy/Celebration:

Of course both of them would have Joy at her honor and be celebrating it.

Marital Bliss/True Devotion:

People! *Squeak* I squeaked so loud at this one. I am flipping out at the possibility of him choosing that flower due to the theory that they are married now and are in marital bliss. I mean come on! We all see pure bliss shining and radiating off of Nicola lately. We have all remarked on it. We see the ring placement and his ring in the Glamour GRWM picture. In our heart and hearts we know why. Mom and Dad are making sure of that. Before anyone from the other side says anything. No they are NOT from JD. Two of Nicola's friends have made it abundantly clear that Nicola and JD would be inappropriate on SM and with everything, all the bread crumbs that Nicola and Luke have been dropping for the past few weeks it's not hard to know one HUGE reason and that it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out why. Nicola has a husband.

That man is devoted and it's just making me sigh will happiness for them.

Faith:

That man also has faith in Nicola. He knows what she can do and what a powerhouse she is and I'm positive he knows she can do anything she sets her mind to do.

__

Anyway what do you guys think? Are you freaking out like I am?

Of course this is all speculation, but my intuition says it's true. That Luke and Nicola have gotten married and Mom and Dad have been trying to tell us without telling us until they are ready to reveal it to the public.

[sexydreamgirl]

I finally gave up on the void as a means of manifestation and wanted to share it somewhere. It's been 9 months since I discovered the void (I was introduced to it through reddit and joined tumblr because of it. I don't regret it as I came to learn states and found amazing loa blogs through it) and it's liberating to finally let it go. My journey was full of hoping, feeling lack and frustration and putting in lots of effort (through methods/routines/challenges) with nothing to show for it. Even when I didn't put the void on the pedestal, nothing worked.

I recently took a break from the void and sincerely put time and effort into understanding states and the law of assumption and it's been so freeing to truly know that I can have everything I want now. I'm having so much fun and I finally feel peace and fulfillment (in part because I no longer look to the 3D for validation, nothing there can trigger or upset me anymore because I know my imagination is the real reality and I already have the things that I want). I've had more success (yes including physical results though I'm no longer relying on that to define me, who I am in imagination will always be my source of reality) with states in this short amount of time than the whole time I was so fixated on succeeding in the void. I realised that the reason the void no longer resonates is because it's conditioning my desires (your post here is perfect btw! https://www.tumblr.com/sexydreamgirl/722421591825334272/what-exactly-is-conditioning-your-desires-or). It's perpetually delaying fulfillment and putting myself in a state of lack until the condition is met (entering the void) which honestly just feels awful and no wonder I used to be so triggered by the 3D, because the whole void obsession here is so 3D-centric with all the routines/methods/challenges/subliminals etc. I had even tried applying states before to be a void master (entering it easily/waking up in the void) but it didn't work nor does it really make sense because I didn't feel fulfilled in imagination by it.

It's not the condition being met that fulfills you but having your desires now that does. To all the people so determined to enter the void, I ask you, if you could have all your desires right now without the void, would you take it and never look back? I'm going to bet that the majority will wholeheartedly say yes right away because again, it's not the void that you want, it's the having of your desires now because that's what will bring you fulfillment (and yes whatever you want the void to manifest can be achieved through states/loa because everything is imagination). I actually remember reading your post & aphroditeapprenticee's about the void obsession a while back and scoffing at it because I didn't understand the law but now I do and you're right. After giving up on the void and learning & applying states, I've come way further than I would if I kept clinging onto it and now I have my own personal proof of my power in my imagination/consciousness and that gives me stronger confidence and faith than anything else. I don't need the void to have the things I want. I'm really happy with where I am at now and know there's no stopping me now. Thanks for reading! :)

I need all the void obsessed people to read this thoroughly and take notes. This is precisely what we've all been saying. Thank you so much for sharing your experience, my love ♡

[international-drama-lover]

I have never posted on here but after seeing commentary about Monster Next Door (MND), I wanted to share my piece. I’m prefacing that this is solely my opinion based on being an introverted person who studied human behavior (undergrad and grad) and relates DEEPLY with Diew and admires/adores God.

Apologies for the long post ahead —

As I read through the tag for MND after Episode 10, I can say wholeheartedly that I’m not upset with either Diew or God. While both could have handled the situation better—Diew by not shutting God out and God by not interrogating Diew—they’re young and still learning how to navigate the complexities of communication. Healthy communication takes time and experience, and even the most healthy communicators can falter. Though I’m usually not a fan of miscommunication tropes, in this case, it serves the purpose of character growth.

What stands out to me is how some are overlooking that even the best communicators can become reactive when triggered. Diew’s introversion, grief, and trauma regarding Pee (🖕🏾him btw) have deeply impacted his ability to communicate and trust, making it challenging for him to open up during difficult moments. His instinct to withdraw is more than just a reaction; it’s a protective measure that reflects a deeper pattern of self-preservation, where shutting down feels safer than being vulnerable. This dynamic complicates his relationship with God, as his instinct to pull away and retreat into himself creates a barrier between them.

For God, Diew’s retreat triggers his own insecurities and doubts which we watched manifest and grow starting Epsiode 8, reinforcing the painful belief that Diew doesn’t trust him fully. It’s not just about the immediate argument; it’s about feeling shut out from Diew’s inner world, deepening God’s fear of being kept at a distance. We see that post-disagreement in ep 10 when he says “Why is it so hard to find a middle ground between us, Diew?” The space Diew needs starts to feel like an emotional wall that God can’t climb, intensifying his struggle with feeling disconnected in his relationship.

Both Diew and God asked for space because, despite their flaws, they are still learning to communicate healthily. They understood that forcing the conversation could lead to regret and greater hurt. The timing of their need for space, though misaligned, underscores the trust and communication gaps that still need bridging. For God, this separation is not just about taking a break but confronting the unsettling reality of starting to feel like an outsider in his relationship.

While it’s unfortunate that they needed space at different times, it doesn’t mean they’re failing; rather, it shows their self-awareness and desire to prevent unnecessary conflict. Their decision to take a step back instead of breaking up highlights the importance of processing emotions thoughtfully. As they work through their personal barriers and rebuild trust, they’re setting the stage for a stronger, more attuned connection.

Diew’s growth will come from recognizing the value of vulnerability in his relationship with God. His withdrawal, shaped by past grief, trauma, and introversion, is a protective instinct that also limits his emotional engagement. By learning to slowly let down his guard, even in small ways, Diew can begin to communicate his needs without shutting God out entirely. This gradual openness will help him navigate conflicts without letting his trauma dictate his interactions.

For God, this conflict is a chance to develop patience and deepen his understanding of Diew’s struggles. Although it’s hard for God to feel excluded, this moment allows him to reflect on how his own responses may inadvertently pressure Diew. God’s growth will lie in balancing his need for reassurance with giving Diew the space he needs, showing Diew that he’s a supportive partner rather than an interrogator. By addressing his own insecurities, God can learn that Diew’s need for space isn’t a rejection, but a step towards healthier communication.

Ultimately, this entire situation helps Diew and God better understand each other’s boundaries and fears, guiding them toward a more mature, balanced relationship. They’ll learn that miscommunication is a natural part of growth and doesn’t signify failure. By confronting these challenges head-on, they can cultivate a deeper, more resilient bond where both feel seen, heard, and valued without compromising their individual needs.

Okay! If you got to the end of this, you’re amazing and I’m so sorry 🤣

Again, this is only my opinion and feel free to disagree, but you won’t change my mind. This is how I feel and I’m sticking with it until they prove me otherwise (they won’t).

[cearthduo]

I’m so glad to have someone who actually acknowledge C!Dream more than just Tommy’s abuser because to me while that is a part of his character I always feel like just focusing on that and Tommy and dream as a abuser and victim is not a disservice for Dream character, but also Tommy’s character. like Tommy is more than just a victim kind of found it ironic that the people who always use exiles as an example end up kind of accidentally dehumanized Tommy in a way. I got this entire essay in my head about how the fandom is so overprotective of Tommy to the point that they would excuse every single action that he did that even in universe is presented as a bad thing, but that’s a story for another day 

I agree wholeheartedly. Tommy apologists like to pretend they're the "good people" when really all they're pushing is the rhetoric that a victim will never be more than their abuse. Everything tommy has ever done is just pointed back to "he was abused." Even if you talk about something as early as L'manberg it'll always be "he was a kid, he went through a lot" To a lot of these people, Tommy is nothing more than his trauma. He's hurt, a wounded animal, he can't do any better. And it's such a disservice to Tommy's character when people infantilize him like that.

I think the discs are a good example of that last point. I remember seeing a post recently explaining away Tommy's unhealthy obsession with the discs saying "it reminds him of the early days" or something. And I can not even BEGIN to dissect how wrong that is. Tommy's dependence on and obsession with the discs is presented as a BAD THING narratively since the beginning. I mean. before Tommy went through anything he was already putting the value of these discs he found above the happiness of Tubbo. He kills Tubbo's pet bee and when he asks for the discs in return, do you know what Tommy does? He burns down Tubbo's house. And it's like, how can you present Tommy's obsession with the discs as a cute normal thing when it's always shown as being a negative aspect of his character. He gets actual character development during the staged disc finale and the actual finale when he's able to finally put Tubbo's life above the discs. And these people, who are supposed to be so well versed in the character, can't seem to grasp that small of a character trait because they haveeee to infantilize Tommy because he's a victim. I would love love love to see your essay btw! I love seeing people's takes on this topic because it's rare people ever talk about it and it's something i'm kinda passionate about. So if you ever jot down your thoughts on here, know i will reblog tf out of it LMAO.

[tthatsonme]

you’re my doctor

by molly

just a btw, this isn’t gonna work if you’re under the age of consent/ under 16 or 17 so please don’t even try 😭

Part I - Maddy

You’re the embodiment of Maddy (and Cassie’s) outfits, vibes, and colour palettes in season on of euphoria, you’re just like the soft/pastel purples, pink, and blue that they’d wear in the first season for clothing and makeup, these colours plus black are your colours aka the colours that make you look best, your vibes are very 2019 soft yet very sexy and fun, you’ve always been a naturally confident person, you’re basically like the real life version of Maddy because of how addictive and magnetic your energy is, you’re extremely seductive and can use your sexuality to your advantage, not only do you have pretty privilege but you have sexy privilege too lolz, you don’t see sexuality or sex in general as a bad thing, if anything you embrace these qualities, all your life everyone has loved you whether it was familial, platonic, or romantic, you’re just someone that people like to be around, you’re always making new friends and meeting new people everywhere you go, people want to be around you because of your fun and entertaining personality, people seem to gravitate towards you every day purely because of the way that you are, if you still live with them, your parents/guardians are literally like the ones in euphoria, you being 16, 17, or older means that they treat you as such, they basically don’t really care about what you do and trust you wholeheartedly, like mentioned before; you can use your sexuality like Maddy did on Nate but basically for anyone, people need you in every way possible, you’re the type of girl that has people commenting shit like #needthat on your posts or videos

people glaze you and put you on a pedestal all the damn time, even if you looked like dog shit people wouldn’t see it that way, it’s come to a point where people are constantly fantasizing about you, people always watch you (not actually tho 💀 this part is an exaggeration btw) all the time just to get a glimpse of what or who you are on the inside, people would literally beg to see you nude, your nude body is probably one of the sexiest things anyone who had the privilege of seeing has ever seen, like you’d prob have people begging for you to start and OF or have people saying that they’d pay for ts, your body has little to no hair on it if you want, but if you’re someone who doesn’t want to shave/wax, people find it attractive if not more attractive when you don’t shave because of the naturalness of it (I don’t wanna see any of you hateful b*lle d*lphine wannabes in the comments shaming people for not shaving, stfu no one wants to hear it), any signs of chicken or strawberry skin on your body is easily removed and is easy to get rid of, everyone treats you and stares at your like you’re some sort of urban legend, they seriously cannot help but stare at you like 🤩 lololololol, your voice is probably one of the most attractive things about you though, your voice sends chills down peoples spines when they hear it (ib yvonne luv her), pretty much everything about you is mesmerizing and sultry but especially your voice, your voice is kinda like Alexa Demie’s in terms of tone, your voice sounds how slow dropping honey looks, your voice is so hot people would literally pay to hear you say certain things to them, you could make a living off of voice acting if ykwim

people swear that they’ve seen a real-life succubus because they’ve seen you, when you’re around the gender you’re attracted to they feel like they’ve been put under a spell like they’ve been given a heavy dose of aphrodisiac because of how you make them feel, you live a life very similar to Maddy because you’re constantly going out and partying, your life is fast and interesting, but even if you’re popular amongst your peers or your friends you’re completely immune to peaking in high school/whatever stage in life you’re in right now lol, you’re immune to letting a tiny thing such as popularity get to your head which could cause you to become ignorant and unaware, you’re completely and 100% down to earth and humble and people appreciate that very much, people feel genuinely bored when they’re not around you most of the time, everyone just loves you, you’re always known as the funniest and most interesting person in the room

Part II - Cassie

While people love you for being the “fun one” people also find their way to you when they need you for other reasons, people find you being okay and stable with being “emotional” comforting therefore people find you understanding and easy to confide in and talk to, when people think of what a “perfect girlfriend” would be you immediately come to mind, one might even start to fantasize about the things that Nate did about Cassie in that one scene in season who about their future together and stuff, even if you are the “male gaze” it never really occurred to you because you don’t actually really care, you don’t lean on or depend on men, women, or anyone else to give you validation or to make you feel loved, you’re completely fine and okay with yourself and your body, you’re basically the opposite of Cassie when it comes to dating though lol, no shade but you don’t fall in love super easily anymore or with people who do the bare minimum (replying, giving you attention regularly etc), people don’t know why they fall in love with you so quickly but they just do, what is it about you that allows people to fully surrender themselves? people tend to see you as “softer” than most people at times (as in you’re not like a bitch all the time idk 🤷‍♀️), your body is something that you have so much love for, you respect and love your body so much, you’ve never had issues with your body because you love it so much, there’s nothing physically masculine about you, your face, your voice, or your body, you feel feminine enough, you’re extremely good at sex, regardless of your experience in the bedroom you’re naturally very good at sex with the gender you’re attracted to, you feel strong and confident in the bedroom, you’re immune to feeling shy when having sex, after you have sex you feel comfortable and zero shame with yourself

you love your body unconditionally and can change it however much you want, your breasts grow to be as big as Sydney Sweeney’s, your breasts are free of sagging and are very perky, and you gain or lose your desired amount of weight in all of your desired places, your body morphs into whatever you’re visualizing but more perfect, your body was already perfect but now it’s even more perfect + have your desired rib cage size/change your rib cage size safely (if you want to change it ofc)

extras but mainly safety l tw for a brief mention of inc*st

-physical attraction affirmations don’t work on creepy and undesired people

-physical attraction affirmations don’t work on family members

-any creepy and undesirable people who are currently attracted to you no longer are

-any family members that are currently attracted to you no longer are (I don’t mean to trauma dump btw I just added those for people who need it 😭)

-anyone who’s under the age of consent or under the ages 16 or 17 can’t manifest any sexual benefits from this or any subliminal that’s similar

[impinged]

PERMANENT PLOTTER / RELATIONSHIP CALL.

he's been here long enough to start imagining believable dynamics and relationships despite thinking they're in some kind of eternal cosmic purgatory...... i mean what. who said that? anyway!

hopefully you know the drill!!! by liking this post, you have granted me blanket permission to do the following:

plot and scheme with you in dms (if you have a preference as to what platform this is done on, you gotta let me know.)

reply to any shenanigans you might put out on the dash more confidently

send you unprompted asks if i'm feeling silly

(with permission) write you impromptu starters when i'm feeling extra silly

liking this post also relays to me that you have interest in forging one of the following relationships (listed below) with my muse, whether short-term or long-term!! please prepare yourself for my ability to yap ceaselessly about our muses together!!! i'm also game to do some behind the scenes development if you wanna skip a few tiers/awkward first meetings and get right into more solidified dynamics! important note for castmates: i'm always willing to discuss specific aspects of my portrayal with you, and while it's fine to assume the pre-existing dynamics in canon apply here too, i'm also down to iron out finer details to make the isola experience(tm) something special, if you want! just so you're included here too.

a guy he knows.

you can become someone familiar to him, if you want, probably even completely unbeknownst to you. someone he can talk to but not really "talk" to, y'know? he's not the most social, but they love making a habit of things if there's a routine or potential for repeated interaction (think frequent bartering, a regular customer, always in the same place at the same time kinda thing.) also he'll die if he embarrasses himself in front of you, just to warn you.

friends / allies.

make no mistake, you can think you're at this level and siffrin will wholeheartedly believe you are just someone he knows until you say it outright. also important to note that getting close to him in the first place is more like taming a wild animal. it might take some time and some bribery? but not to worry, you've got all the time in the world compared to back home! he also has nothing better to do, so if you like his... whatever he's got going for him... let them know! it goes a long way. they'll die for you btw.

close(!!!) friends / family(???)

managed to mean a lot to him? okay... your mistake, but it can't be helped i guess. siffrin can be a little protective and maybe unknowingly possessive of those he really cares about. he might not be the most obvious about it, but they have their little ways of showing they care! rest assured he's going to great lengths (maybe not the healthiest ones either but don't worry about it) to make you happy! they'll make you little knickknacks, and i'm contractually obligated to let you know that they'll die even harder for you now (no, you can't escape this.)

enemies / horrible secret other thing i shan't say.

oh, yes, he is so wholly and completely capable of beefing with someone forever and ever, thank you for asking. it's really easy too in his current state, especially if you know the right buzzwords and just generally get under his skin. he will bite back if you insist on instigating, and is not opposed to picking a fight if it has to come to that. just note that if you're vying for the number one spot on his theoretical hit list you're out of luck, it's already accounted for.

romance / shipping.

are you sure? i mean, i'm going to level with you, he's definitely grey/aspec so we'd have to talk and work through a lot as it stands to get here, but i have no direct objections conceptually. just understand that just because we can talk it through doesn't mean it will necessarily work? anyway. i can't even pretend to sell this to you, he has no prospects and is in a pretty wretched mental state for this (as of writing at least) and if they get a silly little ability later he's definitely not going to abuse it to always get the best case scenario every interaction (would do this regardless but you understand how it's worse here right.) but if any of this sounds hot to you then who am i to throw stones from my glass house.

qpr

this is the ideal though. please, please, please.

other / misc.

i can rapid fire a few funny/more casual ones like. Cool Hat Club / Drinking Buddies(?) / Theater Fans / Stargazing / etc. if you have more ideas. one thing that can also apply to other dynamics listed is whether or not your muse would know about his looping. while i can say for certain they wouldn't talk about it with anyone (preferably anyway) if your muse can figure it out / notice it i'm not opposed to the idea if we wanna work something out about it ^_^

[trooper1023]

A friend of mine just posted this, and I agree wholeheartedly.

It's disputed attribution, and is titled "I am a liberal." Very wise words .

"I'm a liberal, but that doesn't mean what a lot of you apparently think it does. Let's break it down, shall we? Because quite frankly, I'm getting a little tired of being told what I believe and what I stand for. Spoiler alert: Not every liberal is the same, though the majority of liberals I know think along roughly these same lines:

"1. I believe a country should take care of its weakest members. A country cannot call itself civilized when its children, disabled, sick, and elderly are neglected. PERIOD.

"2. I believe healthcare is a right, not a privilege. Somehow that's interpreted as 'I believe Obamacare is the end-all, be-all.' This is not the case. I'm fully aware that the ACA has problems, that a national healthcare system would require everyone to chip in, and that it's impossible to create one that is devoid of flaws, but I have yet to hear an argument against it that makes 'let people die because they can't afford healthcare' a better alternative. I believe healthcare should be far cheaper than it is, and that everyone should have access to it. And no, I'm not opposed to paying higher taxes in the name of making that happen.

"3. I believe education should be affordable. It doesn't necessarily have to be free (though it works in other countries so I'm mystified as to why it can't work in the US), but at the end of the day, there is no excuse for students graduating college saddled with five- or six-figure debt.

"4. I don't believe your money should be taken from you and given to people who don't want to work. I have literally never encountered anyone who believes this. Ever. I just have a massive moral problem with a society where a handful of people can possess the majority of the wealth while there are people literally starving to death, freezing to death, or dying because they can't afford to go to the doctor. Fair wages, lower housing costs, universal healthcare, affordable education, and the wealthy actually paying their share would go a long way toward alleviating this. Somehow believing that makes me a communist.

"5. I don't throw around 'I'm willing to pay higher taxes' lightly. If I'm suggesting something that involves paying more, well, it's because I'm fine with paying my share as long as it's actually going to something besides lining corporate pockets or bombing other countries while Americans die without healthcare.

"6. I believe companies should be required to pay their employees a decent, livable wage. Somehow this is always interpreted as me wanting burger flippers to be able to afford a penthouse apartment and a Mercedes. What it actually means is that no one should have to work three full-time jobs just to keep their head above water. Restaurant servers should not have to rely on tips, multibillion-dollar companies should not have employees on food stamps, workers shouldn't have to work themselves into the ground just to barely make ends meet, and minimum wage should be enough for someone to work 40 hours and live.

"7. I am not anti-Christian. I have no desire to stop Christians from being Christians, to close churches, to ban the Bible, to forbid prayer in school, etc. (BTW, prayer in school is NOT illegal; *compulsory* prayer in school is - and should be - illegal). All I ask is that Christians recognize *my* right to live according to *my* beliefs. When I get pissed off that a politician is trying to legislate Scripture into law, I'm not 'offended by Christianity' -- I'm offended that you're trying to force me to live by your religion's rules. You know how you get really upset at the thought of Muslims imposing Sharia law on you? That's how I feel about Christians trying to impose biblical law on me. Be a Christian. Do your thing. Just don't force it on me or mine.

"8. I don't believe LGBT people should have more rights than you. I just believe they should have the *same* rights as you.

"9. I don't believe illegal immigrants should come to America and have the world at their feet, especially since THIS ISN'T WHAT THEY DO (spoiler: undocumented immigrants are ineligible for all those programs they're supposed to be abusing, and if they're 'stealing' your job it's because your employer is hiring illegally). I believe there are far more humane ways to handle undocumented immigration than our current practices (i.e., detaining children, splitting up families, ending DACA, etc).

"10. I don't believe the government should regulate everything, but since greed is such a driving force in our country, we NEED regulations to prevent cut corners, environmental destruction, tainted food/water, unsafe materials in consumable goods or medical equipment, etc. It's not that I want the government's hands in everything -- I just don't trust people trying to make money to ensure that their products/practices/etc. are actually SAFE. Is the government devoid of shadiness? Of course not. But with those regulations in place, consumers have recourse if they're harmed and companies are liable for medical bills, environmental cleanup, etc. Just kind of seems like common sense when the alternative to government regulation is letting companies bring their bottom line into the equation.

"11. I believe our current administration is fascist. Not because I dislike them or because I can’t get over an election, but because I've spent too many years reading and learning about the Third Reich to miss the similarities. Not because any administration I dislike must be Nazis, but because things are actually mirroring authoritarian and fascist regimes of the past.

"12. I believe the systemic racism and misogyny in our society is much worse than many people think, and desperately needs to be addressed. Which means those with privilege -- white, straight, male, economic, etc. -- need to start listening, even if you don't like what you're hearing, so we can start dismantling everything that's causing people to be marginalized.

"13. I am not interested in coming after your blessed guns, nor is anyone serving in government. What I am interested in is the enforcement of present laws and enacting new, common sense gun regulations. Got another opinion? Put it on your page, not mine.

"14. I believe in so-called political correctness. I prefer to think it’s social politeness. If I call you Chuck and you say you prefer to be called Charles I’ll call you Charles. It’s the polite thing to do. Not because everyone is a delicate snowflake, but because as Maya Angelou put it, when we know better, we do better. When someone tells you that a term or phrase is more accurate/less hurtful than the one you're using, you now know better. So why not do better? How does it hurt you to NOT hurt another person?

"15. I believe in funding sustainable energy, including offering education to people currently working in coal or oil so they can change jobs. There are too many sustainable options available for us to continue with coal and oil. Sorry, billionaires. Maybe try investing in something else.

"16. I believe that women should not be treated as a separate class of human. They should be paid the same as men who do the same work, should have the same rights as men and should be free from abuse. Why on earth shouldn’t they be?"

"I think that about covers it. Bottom line is that I'm a liberal because I think we should take care of each other. That doesn't mean you should work 80 hours a week so your lazy neighbor can get all your money. It just means I don't believe there is any scenario in which preventable suffering is an acceptable outcome as long as money is saved."

Copy & paste if you want. I did.

[winters-on-the-wing]

In your latest post about regulus (asking why people like him) someone told you to check the anti regulus tag and you expressed confusion, because you never heard about the tag.

so like...I don't know if you're still confused? Because you have to use "anti (character)" tags when you're posting (character) critical content. People who love (character) can filter the tag out, that way they wouldn't have to see that type of content.

(it's fandom etiquette, also there are anti (ship) tags as well, if you don't like Jegulus or something else)

So when you answered that anon ask about Severus with criticism under only the "Severus Snape" tag without the anti Severus tag, I'm wondering if you realize this was going to come across as attack? Because it's entering Severus fan spaces, bypassing the filter?

Which means Severus fans will respond to you...hence why you're getting attacked?

Did you mean to start the argument? Or was that you not knowing how tags work? It's fine if you didn't know btw, this whole thing is just confusing me.

- 🎀

hey i'm gonna try to be nice here but this is sort of getting on my nerves.

this whole thing is confusing me so much.

i made a post about severus snape. so i tagged severus snape. because severus snape is mentioned in the post. that's how you categorize. if a book talks about cooking, you put it in the cooking section. regardless of favor, that's how you categorize. for example, people write books about thomas jefferson. one book may talk about the good things thomas jefferson did, and another may talk about the bad things thomas jefferson did. regardless of this favor or lack of favor, both books will be categorized by the topic being thomas jefferson. i don't understand why it isn't the same way here?

i love a great many fictional characters, and when i see a critique of them, i read it carefully, and then i either respond to it with my opinion, make my own post discussing my opinion, or i scroll past it. and it's great! i got to see someone else's opinion, and regardless of whether or not i agree with it, i've learned a new perspective on a character i love. why wouldn't people want the same? don't people want to learn everything about their favorite characters? don't people want rich and diverse perspectives on worlds that they adore?

besides, i think the notion that i "asked to be attacked" by posting and tagging snape is simply ridiculous. it's like me saying "i hate bread because it tastes bad and it has a funky texture." and then someone responding with "you are so stupid for hating bread. bread has all of these benefits. you're reductionist and simple for hating bread". like i didn't ask for those insults at all! all i said was that i hated bread! it would be one thing if i said "everyone who likes bread is disgusting and slimy and will never get married". but i didn't say that. i just said that i hated bread.

also if you know me (which you don't, so it is fine), then you know how i feel about censorship. i refuse to engage in censorship of any kind unless it has to do with shielding children from danger. and this is not shielding children from danger. it's having a differing opinion from my fellow man, which is one of the largest stepping stones in the pond of humanity. i refuse to hide my opinion behind an "anti" tag when someone reading it can simply stop reading it. i find the notion of trying to avoid any nuance or anything that pops your ignorant little internet bubble absolutely ridiculous and i refuse to contribute to that culture.

do i like that snape defenders are up my ass and targeting my intelligence and being horrifically rude to me for expressing an opinion? no! i despise it wholeheartedly. but at the same time, it's an engagement, a discourse, a conversation with my fellow man in which i learn more about the world. like for example, i learned that there hasn't been a single snape defender i've talked to about snape who is actually mature and decently kind. and if i had to choose between hiding the post and getting no rude replies or showing the post and getting rude replies but also an interesting perspective on something that can be interpreted in many different ways, then i'll choose the latter every time.

i have thick skin, i can take a bit of internet harassment, though i won't hesitate to complain about it, because again, it is unwarranted!

not to be rude, but i personally don't care what fandom etiquette is. i don't have to do anything. i don't care that everyone else is doing it. i'm going to do things my way, and if people don't like it, they can block me and stay in their bubbles.

[yeah-thats-probably-it]

I love seeing all the aro joy posts on my dash! 💚🤍🩶🖤 *waves her little aro flag*

I’m glad someone is enjoying them and I'm not just being annoying! It’s been a slightly disorienting past few days with an epiphany of this magnitude just happening so suddenly, but entirely in a positive way.

This is hands down my fastest turnaround from suspecting I might be something to wholeheartedly embracing that thing. I’ve had many a realization about myself in my day, and typically there’s an angst period where I have to contend with What Does This Mean For My Life, but this time I can’t hear any of that over the rush of a relief so intense it almost took me out at the knees, and the only thing I can think is “thank god, thank god, thank god.”

You have to understand (this ask got me on a self-reflective train of thought, sorry), my entire adult life has had this tinge of panic that I didn’t have enough relationship experience and this urgently needed to be fixed. Accepted wisdom seems to be that building a successful relationship usually requires both a lot of trial-and-error and a lot of prior experience, and all three of my past relationships combined add up to less than a year (this was a sign btw), so I thought that if I didn’t start finding people I was willing to date (and vice versa) soon, at some unknown time in the future I would reach the point where it’s “too late” to find a long-term romantic partner (which would be the worst thing ever). It was horrible, it made me feel sick.

It actually might not be entirely accurate to say I had an immediate turnaround between suspecting I was aro and completely accepting it. It depends on how you look at it. For quite some time I’d been saying that yeah, sure, I’m probably on the aro spectrum somewhere. Maybe I’m demi or grayromantic, I can admit that (what I thought were) crushes are an incredibly rare occurrence for me. I think I found those identities less threatening because what I thought they meant was that I was still destined/obligated to end up in a romantic relationship, it would just take longer to find a partner (I know that ISN’T what they mean, but there’s no accounting for irrational anxiety). The grip of amatonormativity was so strong that deep down I really believed my life couldn’t be complete without a romantic partner, no matter how much I would have protested to the contrary.

But then I joined the J&W fandom, which is so heavily aro and/or ace, and I don’t know. Maybe seeing so many people in one place who are contented to not be in romantic relationships shook something loose in the back of my mind. So now when the idea that I might be 100% completely aro hit me, I was prepared to entertain it. Plus being in such a friendly, cozy fandom like this has made me feel like I have friends and a community for the first time in a while, and that’s helped soothe a lot of the loneliness I used to think I needed a romantic relationship to fix. A little part of my mind started saying “but if you’re in a relationship, you will have less time to analyze media with pals,” which was an extremely compelling argument, and it was getting louder and louder.

I didn’t realize how much tension I was holding in my body over this. This anxiety was such a heavy thing, but it was so settled and deeply rooted that it felt like it belonged there, and I can’t believe it’s gone, just like that, in a day. It must’ve been barely a week ago that, with feelings of the deepest loathing and resentment, I was thinking that I would probably have to open the dating apps again. I thought those feelings were just anxiety about meeting new people and impatience with the whole dating process, and now I understand that I had habitually been choking down overwhelming distress and dread toward the idea of performing romance and now just like flipping a switch I don’t have to do that anymore??? Do you PROMISE? I could cry, and I have.

Anyway, this is to say that you guys really helped, so thank you. And thanks to everyone who replied to my original questioning post about this, I really appreciated your thoughts.

[partnersincrimesuau]

Hey guys!!! Lil update on PIC...

yeah sorry I got back like a week ago and forgot to tell Tumblr and DeviantArt... sorry y'all TwT

I was actually going to upload the next page of PIC last Friday but I decided not to because... I'll be honest -

I'm really behind. More behind than I hoped.

Usually I like to be at least 10 pages ahead of schedule. Currently, I'm only 3 pages ahead. If I post the next page, I'll be TWO pages ahead. I'm just not making these pages fast enough... im trying to put as much love and care into the backgrounds and colouring as I can, but they're fatiguing... and as some of you know, I'm also hyperfixating on another franchise at the moment and so I'm devoting quite a bit of attention to it as well...

Does this mean that PIC will end?

Absolutely not. I do not have any plans to stop it. Even if I drift away from the Steven Universe fandom as a whole, PIC is MY story and MY comic, and I wholeheartedly plan on finishing what I started. I dont care if that means I make two pages a year, I'll still do it.

I'm going to try harder. At the minute, I've just got a lot on my plate. I've got a very expensive commission in the works, I've got friend stuff, I've got church stuff, I've got work stuff, I'm collaborating on a couple of FNAF projects (which I will be posting about soon), I'm STILL thinking about starting a youtube channel but I've also got Uni stuff, and of course...

I've got PIC. It's my little escape, and I love it so much. But unfortunately, these pages are taking a really long time to make, and I fear that if I keep uploading weekly, I'll run out and people will get confused.

So all I'm asking of is your patience. I know I'm not very good at keeping up with stuff online, but I do love what I do because it makes you guys happy. I love you all so much and I cant wait to see your reactions to future chapters.

Thank you. Thank you all so much for reading my comic. I'm working on Page 12 as we speak, and I believe I can finish it this week if I balance it with the rest of life stuff.

I think once I get through this week and finish this commission, things will get easier. Then I can FINALLY open commissions publicly like I've been planning since 2020.

Okay... i think thats all i wanted to say. Sorry i kinda went on a bit of a tangent there!!!

Anyways, i love you all so much and I'll see you soon ^^

Lots of love from Jinxy <333333

(Btw I'm online on discord just about every day so please consider the PIC discord server if you'd like to chill and hang with other readers, artists and friends!!!)