#i have feels

[ladykf-writes]

Stories, starfish, and hope.

Not to be "political" on main because in my mind this is less about "politics" and more about, you know, surviving their aftermath. And I was getting really worked up before I was reminded of a comic -- it went around Tumblr for a while, you've probably seen it; googling around will find at least the first part of it. The story it told was about how a great storm washed hundreds, maybe thousands of starfish onto the beach. Unable to traverse the hot sand to reach the safety of the ocean, they were destined to die.

A man walked by and saw a child throwing starfish, one by one, back into the ocean where they would be safe to live another day. Now, there was no way this one child could get to them all before they died, and the man gently tried to tell them -- "You can't save them all. Don't trouble yourself standing out here day and night when you can't change anything. One person can't make a difference." And the child calmly tossed another starfish out into the ocean before saying, "I made a difference to that one."

I'll stop the illustration now to point out, that's where we are. We are the ones who have been trying so hard and things just. It feels like failure in the stark daylight, doesn't it? It feels like all that hard work doesn't matter. Didn't make a difference.

But that's what they're counting on. They're counting on this victory being the period at the end of a sentence at the start of a paragraph singing praises of red red red in warning flags and spilled blood and ugly, ugly hatred. They're assuming we'll give up. We'll make this easy.

No, my friend. No we will not. Take a breath. Take a little bit for self care, for reminding yourself what you fight for. There is a version of the comic that has one more panel:

The end of the comic had the man coming back later that day to find the child still on the beach. However, many others -- both children and adults -- had realized the danger and gathered together to help save these starfish.

There is power in community. There is power in taking a hand and holding on for dear life, of using the weight of a community to anchor yourself. Don't let someone tell you hope is dead. There were some significant battles lost, but this is just the beginning. Wiser folk than I can advise on that. But I just wanted to remind myself, to share the reminder, that this isn't the end. It's not hopeless.

What's a king to a mob?

Reach for that starfish. We'll pull each other up one at a time if we have to.

[thesmallgremlinofdeath]

Me : wants to watch an episode of cr to wind down after a long day.

Ep 49 : Nott & Caleb's full backstory with Sam & Liam not once dropping character and slowly ripping my heart out.

Me : oh well this is strangely not relaxing...

[gyaa-fish]

i feel so....empty.....

[lenzimanotarchived]

I think a lot about how a big reason why fiyero loves both glinda & elphaba (although in different ways) is that they understand different aspects/parts of him. glinda understands the need to pretend, putting up a show to keep people from looking further. they both long for this perfect life, they both want to be loved & that’s what inevitably draws them towards each other. And then there’s elphaba, who sees the deeper parts fiyero doesn’t want to show: the part that feels like an outsider & also the part that isn’t shallow at all & desperately longs for justice & change.

[waggle100]

WAIT Korpi is in net. Defend the zone

[visualkeijunkie]

Guys, be honest. If in the Sparrow timeline, Ben wasn't there, do you guys think Klaus would have actually tried to kill himself because there's no Ben in his life? Or would he realize that Ben wasn't adopted and he would need to go to Korea to find his Ben?

[priscilla9993]

It's totally ouat brainrot of me to be forever thinking of Curious Archer/Madarcher, in the sense of these girlies that want to find a place to belong and people that allow them to grow.

Like when weighing out the pros of the curse, I can't help thinking about how nice it is that Alice and Robin got cursed to be the selves that they needed to grow through. By that I mean, Tilly got to be vulnerable and open up to others in ways that Alice never got to before with walls physically/mentally around her (very much headcanoning that this was her teenage/young adult era self at play), in ways she could communicate and sort through her trauma with people she strongly felt connected and safe with. Robin as Margot was the continuation of the new leaf Robin wished to express when she was in modern day Storybrooke, with the wish to travel the world (go on adventures at least) and be the cool kid through self assurance and being honest rather than the mean girl persona she had to put up in school environments and lonely unfitting teen in society.

[helly-watermelonsmellinfellon]

@high-pot-in-noose is a hero who helped me out with a bit of linguistic assistance for things in my new book idea.

[ilsaafaust]

ilsa faust & ethan hunt || villains

[freedthedark]

// Y'all make me feel so fuzzy inside!!

[ineedaname9]

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[kyukicho]

I can't believe I take a nice nap and wake up to Madi sending me Mikey pain amvs.

[liveshauntedmoved]

like for LOTTTIE MATTHEWS!!!!!!!!!!!! if also a yj please state adult or teens!

[astriiformes]

I know that realistically you can only fit so many movies into a list of approximately 100, but I cannot take that "How many of tumblr's favorite movies have you seen?" list that's been going around seriously because there are some truly egregious omissions.

Some of it is very clearly recency bias, which makes me wonder if the op truly wasn't on here in 2013 or so, but you're telling me you made a list of "tumblr's favorite movies" that doesn't include Pacific Rim or Mad Max: Fury Road? Because, like, I was there, Gandalf.

[robyn-i-guess]

liking someone platonically is so embarrassing like. yeah i admire you. yeah i think about you all the time. yeah i look forward to every time i see you even if it's only for a minute. yeah it's all platonic and yeah i couldn't explain this because it'd sound romantic. fucking hell