#I wish someone had told me

[imfrom-neptune]

all my youth i never knew that life would ever change

/ly

[workinprogress14]

I wish someone had told younger me that your boobs don’t need to fit any certain ideal to be loved.

Your boobs will be loved even when they hang cause that shit is heavy and gravity is a real thing. Your boobs will be loved if they’re little. Your boobs will be loved if you have big areolas or not. Your boobs will be loved if you love to show off cleavage, and your boobs will be loved if you choose to wear a turtleneck. Your boobs will be loved even if one is bigger than the other…twins can be fraternal. Your boobs will be loved if they are decorated with jewelry or if their only holes are milk ducts. Your boobs will be loved if they are fake and ultra perky. Your boobs will be loved if they’re natural.

And anyone who makes you feel otherwise can stfu. They don’t deserve your glorious, soft, delicious, playful, tender, orgasmic titties.

[teledyn]

This is a very solid career plan. It's how legendary DJs and music journalists are born! But you gotta LISTEN 😅

[teaboot]

Sometimes at work it's not my place to tell people the things I want to say, and I find I often go home at the end of the rougher days to stand blankly in my shower and tell myself over and over what I wish I could pass on.

This accomplishes very little, and mostly just gives me a tension headache, but through it all I think I've narrowed myself down to a few solid things I'd like to tell people the most.

You can't change people. Not permanently, not for anythig. You can support them, encourage them, love them, give them tools and opportunities and resources, but you can't make them change. They can change themselves if they want to, but they have to want to, and they have to want it for themselves, because they're the only one that's certain to be with them forever.

For better or worse, you make your own choices, and blaming bad choices on others doesn't only work to absolve you of responsibility- it also robs you of control. Because if you say you only did something because I did something, then you arent only shifting blame- you're admitting that you cannot control yourself, that you cannot truly make choices for yourself, that other people can control you- and as long as you truly beleive that, you'll keep facing the same problems over and over. You'll keep letting others dictate your choices, because you'll beleive that they can, and you'll never be free.

White knights on horseback are from fairytales. Nobody can help you if ou're not willing to help yourself. To try, to put the dirty work in, to belive you're worth that effort- Act as though nobody is coming to save you. From a struggle, from pain, from bad relationships, from yourself. And when you do save yourself, because you will, because failure here isn't an option if you want to survive, you'll never find another dragon that can keep you prisoner.

Don't say anything to anyone that you wouldn't want them remembering forever.

Doing the right thing in bad circumstances is hard. It's the hardest thing. But if you make the choice to do that hard thing anyways, despite your fear, you'll go on the rest of your like knowing that you're the sort of person who did something.

The present only seems the hardest because the past I over and the future hasn't happened.

There's so much joy ahead of you, the kind you can't possibly understand until you see it yourself.

The responsibility of consequences is often disguised as the power of permission. "I won't do this if you help me", "I'll work on my anger if you do this for me", "I promised you I'd quit, but can I have just one?". The unspoken question is, "Can it be your fault if this goes badly?"

You cant make someone love you the way you need to be loved. Someone can love you very much and still be bad for you, even if you love them very much in return. Two people can love each other very, very much, and try their very best, and still be wrong for each other.

Sometimes being near to someone changes you, even in good ways, and the people you become don't fit together as well as the people you were.

Caring takes work. Even if it's real. Especially if it's real. And the most important gestures aren't the grand, poetic, songs-and-flowers-and-tears moments; they're getting out of bed even though you don't want to. Paying attention to things you don't enjoy. Scrubbing pans, or opening a window, saying "thank-you", or helping carry groceries into the house. The small things fill the big things- without the small, boring, mediocre things, big things feel hollow.

Thrre is honour and dignity in humble work.

If you are a cruel and spiteful person, then you will find every place you visit to be full of the same cruel, spiteful people. This is not because the world is as cruel as you, but because everywhere you are, you will be disliked. This is the curse that comes with being persistently cruel and spiteful.

If you are a kind and ppsitive person, you will repeatedly encounter kind and positive people, because as they grow familiar with you, they will be happier to have you near. This is the reward of being a kind and positive person.

When splitting paths with loved ones, briefly or forever, aim for your last words to always be "I love you".

[bunnieswithknives]

Thanks.

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[kazutora-kurokawa]

Masturfesting w/ Mikey

♡ NSFW, fem reader, masturbation + manifesting, delusion, established friendship, panty stealing, perv!Mikey, college au ♡

note: my beautiful moot @i-literally-cant-with-this gave me this little idea 🩷 I started at 2am and finished around 3, its 6:30 right now so yeah lol I need some rest

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You and Mikey had always been close growing up, and that didn't change one bit when you two got to college. Of course he was still out partying and fighting with his friends, those things, along with your presence, were the only things he kept consistent. But a lot of things changed, he started becoming more aware of himself, of his feelings towards you, and of his place in your life. He knew he wanted a relationship with you, but wasn't sure how to approach you. So he did what he thought was best and started doing some research.

He discovered a lot of romance coaches, wikiHow articles and unhelpful stuff like that, but then he struck what he thought was a gold mine. He discovered the spiritual side of love, specifically types of love potions and spells. He was never one to believe in magic but it couldn't hurt to try. The one that caught his eye? Masturfesting. It was so disgustingly delusional, it just had to work. And so, he started a routine. Everytime he was hard, he'd go on your social media pages, scroll through, and find a picture he could get off to. He'd start off slow, savoring the moment and imagining your pretty hands wrapped around his dick. He'd finish pretty quickly, staining his phone and the picture of you on the screen with gooey strings of cum.

This became a daily occurrence for him, but as of late he felt like it wasn't working. He needed to go further, to do something more…risky. So he walked to your dorm after class, under the false pretenses of having a study session. You two were in your room laying on a pile of pillows on the floor, flipping through textbooks, when suddenly you had to use the bathroom. You left the room, giving Mikey the chance to take his masturfesting to the next level. He rooted around in your dirty laundry, stealing a pair of your panties and pocketing them for himself. You came out of the bathroom and were none the wiser.

After the study session was over he went back to his dorm, rushing to the bathroom to make use of your panties. The soft material felt like heaven wrapped around him, and he couldn't help but imagine thrusting into your pretty pussy instead of his hand. The way they felt, the way they looked, the way they smelled, everything turned him on and made him even more determined to have you for himself. He fully believed that his disgusting actions would result in you unknowingly falling head over heels for him, and maybe it would…or maybe he's just delusional as all hell. Either way he's not gonna stop, not anytime soon, not until he's sure you'll want him as much as he wants you.

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[lycandrophile]

i love helping other transmascs speedrun getting over their doubts and fears about going on t. there are two people in my personal life who have been contemplating going on t for a while, and both of them talked to me about it because i’m the resident Guy On T, and by the end of our conversations one of them was fully decided that they want to start t and the other had realized the thing that had been stopping them was actually probably not a real barrier at all. i’m making it my life’s mission to become the little trans devil on as many people’s shoulders as possible whispering “you should totally go on t i think you would really like it” in their ears. maybe the real transgender craze seducing our daughters was the friends we made along the way.

[abirddogmoment]

A lab joined our brittany party 💚💙💜

[jezhtica]

Day 5: comic

(read from right to left)

Uhm yeah, first time I made a silly little comic ever. And ofc it had to be a sequel to this post.

That fruity prison manga has become my new obsession after rewatching the anime adaptation earlier this year, and I finally started to read the source material too some while ago.

[kebriones]

"I want art to be my job but I can't make art if I feel like I have to"

My brother in christ you are either gonna have to work on that big time or you won't be able to make a living through art, that's just how it is.

(sometimes i talk to people who dream of making a living as artists and they are like grown adults and they still think it's going to be some ideal job where they just do whatever they feel like and get paid to have fun forever and I'm like, this couldn't be further from the truth. You have to love the making of art enough to be able to do it a LOT. And that's something you can work on if it doesn't happen by itself. If you absolutely can't force yourself, or if it's making you miserable to force yourself to draw, an art job isn't for you.)

[schellis]

I usually don't post things aside from art but I need more people to see Kale's concept art :]

Despite looking through ArtStation for most of the released concept art, model turnarounds, and misc art resources for the game by the 3d modelers & illustrators, I haven't been able to find most of these concept artwork outside of the game. Aside from the two illustrations on the top left, I haven't been able to find any of them in high resolution online, so this is the best resolution I can get ;-;

I don't know how to dig through game files, so I'm not sure if the concept art wall is stored as a single huge image or if they're smaller images overlaid on each other.

[blu-engineer]

for all my mentally ill girlies out there who aren't "self aware", or are "too much", or don't mask;

people w/ psychosis, dissociative amnesiacs & people with other memory problems, cluster Bs, autistics who "don't get it", ADHDers who are "too loud", people who are questioning, undiagnosed, with fluctuating symptoms. OCD that's loud, obtrusive. depression, and chronic brain fog, that makes it hard to Be A Person how people expect. shut-ins, loners; attention-seekers, adrenaline junkies.

if you "take up space". if you're "weird" or "creepy", or you talk to yourself or you're visibly mentally ill;

you're not alone in this fight. there are others like you in this together. people are here for you, people who understand what it's like to be an outcast, or why your memories don't line up with others, or when everything is too quiet, or too loud.

you don't need to function like a neurotypical. you aren't one. it's hard, god knows that; but it is worth it to keep on going. you will find your peace.

[rainbowpopeworld]

In case someone else needs to hear this, I’m posting something that feels quite personal. Please be kind 💞

No matter how long you’ve known someone or been in a relationship, you get to decide what your boundaries are and what consent looks like for you. Always.

If that means you want them to ask before they touch you, every single time, that is a reasonable and valid expectation you can set. It is not somehow better or more romantic (or fill in some other word) for someone to be able to touch you without asking. And I mean any kind of touch: touching your shoulder, holding hands, kissing, sex of any kind -anything!

It took me realizing I had cptsd and having some extended triggering stuff happen for me to notice that I needed this and then ask for it from my spouse of 20 years. And yes it took them some practice to get it right, but they love me and want to support me in the ways I need. You deserve someone who knows how to respect your boundaries and consent.

This post brought to you by reading a fanfic where Aziraphale says to Crowley that now that they are together, he never has to ask before kissing him again.

Like, even without trauma, sometimes I’m in the middle of something, and I’d like a heads up before being surprised by a face in my face. This is a common trope in romantic fiction, and unfortunately one I’m still trying to exorcise from my brain. So I’m also sharing this for me 💓💕

[jacquiarno]

It’s Bisexuality Visibility Month (also Suicide Awareness Month), and the biphobia has been constant and intense, even in our own bi spaces, mostly from fellow LGBTQIA+ people.

Bi women have been told they are tainted for being with men, that we are dirty and dick obsessed. We’ve been told we are perverted fetishists by both cis and trans lesbians, with even gay men joining in on the insults, with one even threatening violence towards bi women if they come near lesbians. We even got told we deserve to be abused, raped, and murdered by our male partners because that’s what we deserve for dating men.

Bi men are being accused again for being HIV carriers, with gay men saying they are only good for sex because they will end up leaving them for women. One trans man said he would kill himself if a man started dating a woman after him, not leave him for one but just start dating again and that person being a woman.

I haven’t seen insults directly about non-binary bisexuals, but I’m sure there would be and a lot of hate lumps us all together. All this hates stings me but I can’t imagine the pain of all this for non-binary, trans women, and trans men dealing with it all, and it makes me so disappointed and angry that fellow trans people in this community are hurting them.

Pride Month a lesbian wrote “I wish god would eradicate all the bisexuals” while another wrote “For Pride Month let all the bi people disappear” with both having thousands of likes and comments agreeing. Now during Bi Visibility Month, a non-binary lesbian with feminist in their profile posted “Happy bi visibility month, I hope they find a cure soon 💖”. While continuing to mock us after.

Our allies and so-called LGBTQIA+ advocates have been silent and have even participated in bierasure, laughing at us when we point it out, saying “It’s not that serious.” “Lol the bis are getting upset over nothing again”. Only the bisexual advocates and pages have spoken out against the hate.

The B in LGBTQIA+ is suppose to be for bisexual but this community says and treats us as awfully as the bigots do to all of us. Bisexual is the sexuality that is attracted to two or more genders, that we have the ability to love anyone regardless of their gender. But we’re treated as greedy, perverted, hyper sexual, unfaithful, which from bigots you understand and usually brush off, but from those within the community who go through similar prejudice and should understand, sharing the same ignorant mindset.

These spaces are suppose to be our safe havens as well, but are just as dangerous. We try making our own spaces and even that is invaded by these people, we are beyond exhausted. We need the other members of the community that aren’t biphobic to speak out more and shut these people and this hate down. Because the lack of empathy from this community is frightening and all this in-fighting will allow the bigots to pick us a part more easily.

[ghosts-of-love]

i'm so tired

[moeblob]

Deacon loves two things: Ymber and digging himself a grave.

Fulj hates one thing: Deacon.