#It Takes Time

[hel7l7]

I get scared when things go right it feels like I'm waiting for it to go wrong again

[theeretblr]

I think when you wore that strawberry dress. It changed something, started seeing a lot more men in dresses that year. Maybe I sought it out but I do think u did something.

I have had a lot of people and fellow creators tell me that seeing me wearing a dress so confidently made them feel able to do it themselves.

The ones I hear about most are the Stawberry Dress and the Bi dress I wore to the first Streamer Awards, which was also the first time I wore a dress in public.

Trying to work out my gender and sexuality while being exploded with public attention was terrifying, but I feel like things have chilled out a lot, and I finally think I have worked stuff out.

It makes me so happy to have inspired so many! Be who you want to be! Don't let anyone stop you!

Fuck gender roles! <3

[theresoneicouldcallking]

okay so can we all agree to be grown ups after tonight's episode?

if we don't get bi buck; don't go after the cast

if we do get bi buck but it's ambiguous; don't go after the cast

if we get bi buck but it's tommy-centered; don't go after the cast

if we get bi buck and there's nothing that points to eddie feeling the same way; don't go after the cast

if we get bi buck and somehow they go all in with buck/tommy; don't go after the cast

in short; DO NOT GO AFTER THE CAST because i'm going to assume you're a grown up too and you love the cast and they are not responsible for the scripts

[rainystressed247]

An au called the villain needs a therapist, how dream became a psycho and what's the beginning? (Also love your arts)

Warning: Flashing light!

The beginning is always subtle, blurred. There is no clear cut for when it starts but it takes root when defiance and fear becomes compliance and even joy. They didn't notice fast enough, they didn't care to notice the signs, and now they reap what they sowed. Isn't it what they all wanted?

Punz knows about Dream's mental instability but also realises that he is incapable of fixing it. You can say he is blindly supportive, as long as Dream is happy.

P.S. Sorry for the late reply, I just landed from my flight /.\

[skyhighwhy]

It's You, always You.

[lostinvasileios]

It's actually a little overwhelming (in a good sense) being loved by a god. Their love is so pure, it's so strong and it's so -- much to feel, for lack of better words.

Deities, they know our souls. They know how to love us, and sometimes that can be frightening to know. Or, it was for me at first, haha. But, the fear always goes away whenever I'm experiencing it. Whenever I'm draped in their love.

Gentle caresses from my gods, kisses and whispered words of adoration. The burning sensations of their presence or the soft, sweet smelling reminders of how they're around. It's all so much but so perfect at the same time.

These beautiful creatures who I never imagined would once love me, and certainly not this much, have completely transformed me throughout our time together and showed me how my hands were not broken yet flowers could grow from my palms.

They showed me what it feels like to be actually loved. Nothing like I had ever imagined or experienced. Nothing like I ever could grasp. It was horrifying at first. But there's something beautiful when fear turns into acceptance and a mutual doting relationship.

I always feared that my way of love was too much if I could ever even show or feel it. I feared I was needy, that I wasn't even capable of loving for years. I feared I was absolutely undesirable, partner or not. Me being aromantic and asexual didn't help with that either. I assumed, I was cursed by something. I never knew what, but something just had a hatred for me so deep, that they took away the ability to feel what I had craved to feel and experience my entire life.

I thought I was so, entirely broken. I wish I was exaggerating.

I spent nights, endless hours, crying until I couldn't breathe. Feeling absolutely in the lowest of ruts. I hated myself. I hated existing in a world where everyone could feel love and experience something similar to fairytales while all I got was betrayals and a shattered emotional system.

I forced myself to love, to try and love people who never saw my heart, yet what laid in front. I forced myself to accept the attention I got from my past just to feel what I thought was love. It only... Ended up in more conflicting emotions, however.

I thought it was pointless. Absolutely meaningless for me to ever have a hope of feeling love. I went through many, many trials with the way I saw how love "should" be portrayed.

It was... A really rough time going through all of that.

Eventually, I felt very sensitive. Extremely. I found out that's just - you know - how I am. I'm a very vulnerable lover. I'm very in touch with my emotions. My intense emotions. I hated that for a long time. I thought it was better to be numb than to have the passionate emotions I do.

And... Now, if I'm going to be honest, I love how emotional I am. I've grown to be in awe of myself for that. For how poetically in love I can get. How many tears I can cry and how much my heart can expand for my deities. I couldn't be where I am now without Apollon mostly, to be real.

Apollon saw all my pain, he heard all of my cries and he handled all of my "no, no, you're just saying that" mood swings whenever he would say something sweet to me. And he never gave up on me. It makes me tear up thinking about how extremely gentle he is with me. Especially during times where he knows I can be quite harmful to myself.

How he can listen to all of my fears and give me nothing but kisses and words of safety instead of scolding and insults like I expected. Apollon knew I was so very afraid of love, of touch, of trust, of everything, basically. And he took every step in his power to help me. To guide me to a place of confidence, of security and healing. He gave me hope. He gave me a reason to live and quit my bad habits. A sight to the beauty in myself and my life.

He held me tenderly when I was bawling, he talked me through my attacks, he kissed my stinging face when I calmed down. He helped me in ways I never even wanted to think about, because of how badly those areas hurt to consider fixing up. He patched my wounds for me and sealed them with a kiss.

Being loved by my deities saved my life. It changed my life. It was so confusing at first. So, so scary to think about. To reach out, to accept a calling, to accept my authentic self.

For a while I kept thinking "what did I do to deserve you/this?"

And each time...

Apollon would respond:

"You always deserved this. You were born worthy of this and much more, my dear. Your soul says it all. You radiate this. You radiate love."

[thechaotichorselord]

a RANT. (tw for stalking)

Hey! I just saw something that reminded me.

If you support stalkers, kindly leave my blog!

I don’t care if they have mental issues, I don’t care if they aren’t okay, stalking is NOT GOOD!

I will not be worrying about somebody’s mental problems when they are doing heinous things!

The stalker who I’m referring to has blocked me as I have blocked them, but if they somehow find this:

You make me feel ill. Not only did I consider you a friend but I thought you’d at least try to improve! Sob stories will NOT make what you did any less bad. I’m aware you held yourself accountable, but you have to know what you did was wrong.

If somebody shares this with the person, I don’t CARE! I’m sick of all this bullshit people do! You’re stalking someone? You’re harassing them? Oh, you feel BAD about it? You’re stating how much you regret it? Then fucking DO something! Stop fucking harassing them! Block them and move on! You have no excuse to invade someone’s privacy the way you did!

Sorry for the rant, I’m just pissed off about the whole incident.

If there’s something I can’t stand its people who use their issues as a shield.

I’m sorry if I said something perceived as wrong, I’m not good at writing this stuff out.

Oh, and the stalker I was talking about was G_G. If you are aware of what she did and support her you are PART OF THE PROBLEM.

[cryptophasiac]

i’m sorry i just have to talk ab how much it takes time is a love song and even more than a love song it’s this worshipful ode to frank ieros loyalty and dedication to his art and it’s also this commitment to frank himself and his healing it’s this promise from anthony that ‘i will not leave you alone’ and from all the dunes that ‘we will not leave you alone’ in the moment in which frank was the most afraid of losing his ability to play and therefore his identity and lifeway do you hear me?? it’s giving to frank the loyalty that frank has always poured out to the people and projects he loves it’s loving frank backkkk

[plus-low-overthrow]

Another Taste - It Takes Time (Space Grapes)

fl. Fanni Zahar, 2024.

[dimalink]

Project M30 – observations about dark metal

So, during the summer, I, from time to time, periodically, clean the rust. At the case of my old computer. It has a metal case. And from the start it was covered by very intense cover of rust. So, now, it is, of course, better. Mainly here - to use a special tool, that helps to remove rust. A little rag and a metal brush. And, even, more main thing – it is to rub. And to rub a lot! Most main thing - it is after a tool – it is to rub! Maybe, even in some places to pick and old rust nail to receive some distant places.

Main - to continue rub! I do this all the summer!

And, I want to write about my observations. I cover with anti-rust tool. At the metal. Wait 20-30 min. As in instructions. Later to rub. And metal is starts to be – white. Just like it is new! And this? of course? is a very positive for eye. Such a result!

But! So, every time, I go to a country house, again. At the next week. I see! And, look, that metal becomes a dark! And this happens, every time. I make a cover this anti-rust tool – I do rub. Metal white again. Later, I go at the next week – it is dark again. Such a little blacker. So, it is, also, a good result!

This is my observation about I want to write! So, looks like, in result, it is going as a dark color! So, part of a summer – I do these on repeat. I was in a cycle I can say! So, I can say, experimental data! About clean from rust, clean metal.

It was a little, that I was a little upset. So, u know, I do rub this metal, so what? It was white. And, later, I see - again dark. But, later, I start to think, that it is normal! I think, everything is normal! So, saying short, it will to be some dark color!

So, right now, about this thing, I want to write! So, it is, something in between result, but a very valuable observation! About how the things are going. And about such a valuable aspect! So, in idea, maybe, if to rub this darker parts, then it can be white, in theory. So, in fragments, I have such result. But, this requires time and physical strength. So, it is hard.

Most main thing, that main part of the rust is going away! And I have a positive result, and good with it! So, I have in result such a darker metal color. So, it is also a good thing!

And this is my result in between. In this process! Process to continue!

So, these days, I was doing a metal case. And, I will need to check other parts. They are all also are covered with rust. And this expectation, I was doing, already, in august.

Metal brush - it is my best friend. As a gloves – in this process. It happens, that I have some corns at my hands. After several hours of this things. This process requires lots of time and some physical power. So, it is better to do all of these with gloves.

Some big raw parts of rust – even with a nail, old nail in use here. It was like that. And main instrument -it is metal brush.

iron (hardware) and programs. From time to time i restore computers, retro computers. Try retro soft. Check some programs. And write about all of these. Dima Link is making retro videogames, apps, a little of music, write stories, and some retro more.

WEBSITE: http://www.dimalink.tv-games.ru/home_eng.html ITCHIO: https://dimalink.itch.io/ GAMEJOLT: https://gamejolt.com/@DimaLink/games

BLOGGER: https://dimalinkeng.blogspot.com/ TUMBLR: https://dimalink.tumblr.com/

[momentsbeforemass]

It takes time

Nothing starts the way it finishes.

Nothing that matters, anyway.

The important things in life start off unimpressive, unnoticed, unimportant. And then slowly grow and change – almost imperceptibly at times.

We love the idea of the quick fix, the flash of inspiration, the overnight success.

But reality is more like the old quote (one that’s been attributed to Jeff Bezos, Tom Clancy, and a dozen other people) – “overnight success takes about 10 years.” At least.

That’s how life really works. And that’s the principle that Jesus is showing us in today’s Gospel.

It’s a truth that’s easy to see. And hard to live with.

Especially when it comes to the things that really matter to us. Whether we’re trying to improve our health, battle an addiction, build a relationship, get out of debt, or just trying to be better human beings.

It’s not going to happen overnight. It takes time.

And that gets frustrating. Because it’s more than just slow going.

For most of us, it’s not a straight line, a steady rise over time. More like two steps forward-one step back. On a good day.

The point of Jesus’ parables about the mustard seed and the yeast? That God knows this about us.

God knows that we’re not always going to get it right. That sometimes we get stuck. Sometimes we head off in the wrong direction.

And even if we are headed in the right direction, sometimes it looks like nothing is happening.

God knows this about us. All of it.

But there’s something that you and I need to know about God.

God loves you enough to wait for you. And God loves you too much to let you to struggle alone.

It’s why God will always help you pick up the pieces and try again. If you’ll let Him.

If you’ve ever wondered why the Sacrament of Reconciliation is infinitely repeatable, this is why.

Even if you’ve lost track of it all. Even if it looks like nothing will ever change. Even if you’ve given up – on you, on God, or both.

God is calling you to start again. With Him.

Because God knows that the important things in life start off unimpressive, unnoticed, unimportant.

And God loves you too much to give up on you.

Today’s Readings

[oliviafitmomof3]

Consistency + Patience = Results 🙌

[kruemel8]

at least they now appreciate red light more 🥰

https://x.com/rudbergmagazine/status/1808973671979221413

This is so important!! He needs the exposure outside the YR fandom and he did so good!! Radio stations next, please and I have high hopes for the German market after his performance at Heide Park.

Also his numbers are still climbing.

[girlandherfandom]

At the L.S. Dunes show in New Jersey, Frank performs Past Lives. 

[beetpunk]

knowing it’ll get better someday doesn’t make it better now, but it does make now worth enduring.

it’s worth the fight today. the ground you claim inch by inch is the soil in which you will plant seeds to nurture and care for, until the fruits of your labor feed you and the family you collect on the way.

[miss-biophys]

3 years, 3 months, and 20 days went by until I could finally hit this button.

My big postdoctoral research story is out of my hands. 

I popped a champagne today.