#four years later

[vaor]

things i wish i had known when i escaped my family household and couldn't ask my parents for help

invest in a good mattress early on. there are many other ends you can save on - sleep is not one of them. this is key to how much energy you'll have throughout the day

you don't need a bedframe but you do need a slatted bed base (even if it's just pallets)

opening a bank account is easy

there's youtube tutorials for everything. how to install your washing machine, how to use tools, fixing stuff around the place. channels like dad, how do i? are a godsend

change energy provider as soon as your old deal runs out. you'll get better offers elsewhere and avoid price gouging

assemble a basic first aid kid at home: painkillers, probiotics, alcohol wipes, bandages, tweezers, antihistamine tablets - anything you might need in a pinch

and an emergency toolkit: flashlight, extra batteries, a utility knife, an adjustable wrench, multi-tool, duct tape

set your fridge to the lowest temperature it can go. the energy consumption is minimal in difference and it'll give you +4/7 days on most foods

off-brand products are almost always the same in quality and taste, if not better, for half the price

coupons will save you a lot of money in the long run

there's no reason to be shy around employees at the bank/laundromat/store; most people will be happy to help

vegetarian diets are generally cheap if you make food from scratch

breakfast is as important as they say

keep track of your budget in a notebook or excel file - e.g. rent, phone and internet bills, food, leisure so you'll have an overlook on your spending over the months

don't gamble

piracy is okay

stealing from big stores and chains is also ethically okay

keep medical bills and pharmacy receipts for tax returns

also, file your tax returns early

take up a hobby that isn't in front of a screen. pottery, music, going for a run every now and then, stuff that'll keep you busy and sane

and most importantly... you're allowed to get the stuff you want. treat yourself to the occasional mundane thing. a good scented candle. a bath bomb. that body lotion that makes you feel like royalty. the good coffee beans.

you're free and you deserve to be happy.

[agentmilayawithshield]

I keep every Unus Annus meme I saved like its a priceless family heirloom. In 70 years my grandkids will go through my shit and find a engraved box titled "Memories" with this image at the very top

[ello-its-slimegoat]

“We take our lives taking each second for granted. But what would you do if you knew how much time you had left?”

Unus Annus. One Year.

[transingthoseformers]

One of those aus where Starscream defects from the decepticons to the autobots in order to play spy— but the more he stays here the more he realizes he might actually prefer being an autobot

Does he get a redemption arc? A little bit

A little bit not though :)

[tommmmmmmy-7]

Wow history really does repeat itself.

Just four years ago, I was sitting in my bed drawing Hamilton fanart while singing along to Eliza’s part in all the songs because she fit my voice the best.

Now, I sit on my bed, drawing (much better) newsies fanart while singing a long to Race’s part in all the songs because he fit my voice the best

[basementdwellerinthestars]

Redrew an old fanart of JSchlatt, one where he accidentally ended up absurdly snatched and all of my friends immediately declared it the best thing I ever drew. That was like four years ago at this point.

I can't tell if the new one is even more snatched but like... Mr. President... I would vote for him. Pretty Privlege

Old Version:

[iced-american0]

Momento Mori everyone 🖤🤍

[axolotluv]

Watch out I'm getting emotional about the steven universe fandom mutuals again

[a-man-for-hire-and-his-archives]

First look on Luke Arnold in Easy Tiger's new series, "Four Years Later" for SBS On Demand!

[fandomstars]

happy 4 years of tumblr<3

Why thanks! Man can’t believe it’s been that long!

I feel old hahaha😅😂👍

[elisaenglish]

En Écho au Lacrimosa Dies Illa

“We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art—we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones.”

-Anaïs Nin, The New Woman-

My body is a broken thing on this flight to Paris, and the rain knows not of what to bring, to help my soul to bear...

[snakeinspace]

FINALLY!!

[noa-de-cajou]

Hello I want to ramble about march.

Yes about march. The month we're currently in. That march.

I keep seeing people say that january is long af, that february and march go by in a blink, and it just makes me think.

March is the longest month of the year for me and I usually dread it when it arrives.

Because march is... the anniversary month of a lot of stuff in my life. The lockdown in which I fell into extremely violent depression and anxiety that I'm still recovering from (or not recovered), the anniversary of my uncle's death, the anniversary of me coming out as non-binary to my parents. It's a very busy month usually with final season coming up. It's my older brother's birthday and it's uncomfortable because we don't quite get along.

I love the fact that it's almost spring, I love to see the sun coming back and the flowers blossoming and the longer days and the warmer weather.

But each time I go outside and smell the spring, all I can think about is the nearly 16 yo kid who walked four times around their neighbourhood everyday like a cage animal, who couldn't sleep at night, who exploded at everyone and felt so bad and sad and angry and misunderstood all the time and it hurts.

Each time I see the date I think, four years ago I was in my room not understanding what was going on.

It's been four years and march still feels like an open wound no matter how much I try to fill it with good memories.

Luckily every wound scars eventually. <3

[lonesurvivorao3]

Post-War Shepard & Vakarian

How does a Turian react to seeing his former best friend alive again - for a second time - when she did things he can’t quite forgive her for?

“Shepard." It was barely a whisper, but she heard it all the same, or perhaps she understood his subvocals; he could never be sure how much of them she did.

The woman who freed him from the confines of the Turian social constraints, encouraging the beast behind the bars, provoking and instigating—the burning genetic quirk of red and Spectre to his Galaxy-weary C-Sec blue.

“Hey, Big Guy." Her tone sounded like it did those last few weeks on the SR2: a lousy imitation of politely neutral. “I was in the neighbourhood.”

When he glimpsed her on Mars eight months ago, he knew that sooner or later, their paths would cross again. Turns out, almost five years since they last spoke still wasn’t enough time.

His hand was plenty big enough to cup her skull. He resisted the itch to reach out and crush it by thumbing the bottom of the glass, aware her calculating gaze was getting the measure of him, surveying his home.

Her eyes caught the holos on the wall opposite. “Spectre, finally, is it?”

The provocative lilting of her voice hadn’t changed; Garrus became used to tuning out, finding it easier not to listen. The ability to do so escaped him now, out of practice as he was. His mandibles flattened in response.

His words were sharp and strained. “Shouldn’t you be hurrying on home? To your husband and child?”

[charrrrmer]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Gorillaz Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Murdoc Niccals/Stuart "2D" Pot Characters: Murdoc Niccals, Stuart "2D" Pot, Cyborg Noodle Additional Tags: Abuse, Mental Instability, plastic beach, Drug Abuse, withdrawl, Angst, Kidnapping, Character Study, Trauma Summary:

The hardest part of losing everything, is being alone in the aftermath.

 *A Plastic Beach fic told from Stu's perspective. A study on trauma, abuse, acceptance and growth. Heed the tags.

[catsconflictscopicsandchamomile]

literally obsessed with the way the text isnt edited quiiiite right so that the "y" in Cas' "I love you" is visible underneath the new text

even as this meme spins off from its original context and gets more and more variations to the point that the original dialogue is no longer present

they're still fighting to speak

still literally shoving their words through the cracks of the last place they have left, within this fucking screenshot meme, even as this last remnant of their last moment together begins to forget them and their words get blurred over in favor of whatever suits the meme

they're still fighting,,,

fuck,,,, yall theyre still fighting

take a few deep breaths