#i owe him so much

[twopoppies]

People can say that Harry owes them something as fans but I feel like I owe Harry something. I am part of the societal machine that emboldened the music industry to closet a 16 year old kid and to make him feel like he only had something to offer his fans if he was heterosexual and oozed sex appeal. I owe him the best I can do to change the way society looks at artists who want to share their gift with the world regardless of their sexual orientation. He doesn’t owe me, I owe him and so do many others just like me.

[batfamfixation]

I have never wished I could screenshot an unlocked Webtoons episode more

[airlocksandaviaries]

Can you believe Robert Downey Jr. was born with big Bambi eyes? 😳

Literally can not believe it.

[obitchuary]

he meant the world to me. logically i know what happened is reality but a part of me is still rejecting it. it hurts too much to think about. i miss him already. i'm mad at myself for not atempting to see them live sooner, when my finances were in a better place. it's someting i'll never forgive myself for.

[howdon-aldi-death-queue]

I hope this won’t sound overly sentimental aka corny, however I feel the urge to tell you something about me. I’ve always been into music, since I was in my mum’s womb, and joined several bands while growing up. I’ve been told I have a nice voice so I decided to be a part of the band. I would be the frontwoman but something inside of me was crawling, I felt incomplete. I wanted to play guitar.

Well, several years later (July 2017, for the record) I found Sam Fender. He’s been the drive that got me into learning guitar. Despite the fact all I do is play wee covers from my bedroom and upload them on SoundCloud, I couldn’t be more content. I have finally learnt to play that instrument – I mean, I’m still not that good lol – after years of longing about being able to do it. I used to think I wasn’t cut for playing as I’ve always been a bit clumsy but hey, I proved myself wrong and that is the best thing about all of it. I can play and sing simultaneously! I also managed to play The Borders last October (which I am really proud of since it’s always been a favourite of mine, also a tricky one to play). My love for his music rekindled something that was muted inside of me. Not to mention the fact that I got to know amazing people that share the same love for him along the way, and they happen to be @samfenderdaily and @theborders. I consider them my friends. He has been the catalyst for a wealth of positive changes in my life and I couldn’t be more thankful to him.

[random-remzy]

Someone suggested watching a horror movie. And I immediately thought of one of my closest friends.

See, a couple of years ago, I had a thing with blood. I could bare with it when it came to real life contexts (papercuts, ripped cities, period blood)

But for some reason. Blood in movies always made me feel really nauseous. I dont remmeber why or how I got over it. But I first discovered this on a field trip to the cinema.

There was a scene where there was a deep cut made by a knife, and I remember looking away, feeling sick.

My close friend sat next to me. And he noticed how i was feeling. So he would wait until all the blood scene was over, then tap me to tell me i could continue watching. He did this for the rest of the movie.

This continued for years. I would look away, feeling sick. My friend would give me his headphones (in case there were sounds like the squelching in horror movies) and then he would tap me to say that it was over.

Well, one day, like 4 years after that first movie, our class decided to watch "Get out" (it was the end of the school year) See, at this point, I had actually gotten over my thing for blood. ("Wednesday" was my first step, then a bunch on thriller shows/movies) so I was able to watch the movie.

Though, my friend, he'd seen the movie before. And I hadn't told him that I'd gotten over the blood/death thing. I got through most of the movie just fine.

Now if you've seen the movie, you know that there is a suicide. (A guy shoots himself in the face) I was fully prepared to be able to watch that, at most, maybe I'd blink.

But half a second before the guy pulled the trigger. My friend places his hand in front of my eyes. And he doesnt take it off until the scene is over and we see the mc reel in fear.

It was the smallest thing. And I think I knew I would look away anyway. But the fact that he remembered, it was so sweet. He didnt know that I'd gotten over the whole blood/death thing, but he still did the same thing he'd done so many times before.

That memory has still stayed with me. That was one of the sweetestthisngs anyone has ever done for me.

I really miss him.

But I know he's doing good. <3

Just a ramble on only one of the reasons why I love and miss my friend.

[waste-0f-spacee]

i can’t wait to finally get my first paycheck on friday so i can immediately buy my boyfriend a present just because

[je-suis-problematique]

We finally started reading this dark romance book we bought ages ago and I have some things that I want to say that are ironically not about the book at all but rather one of my partners because the book made me think of him. The book is about this girl who ends up fucking the grim reaper and while it isn't the best book ever it's written well enough for me to want to continue reading it and the grim reaper character – Letum – reminds me of Grael. Not in any direct way like his looks or his personality or anything but more simply because it's the grim fucking reaper and Grael is one canon plot point away from becoming his wraith self, Thresh. Honestly I SHOULD have been thinking of Thresh while reading this book but got Grael on the mind instead because when I imagined myself in the main protagonist's shoes, and pictured the events of the book happening to ME IRL, Letum translated into Grael for me. Don't know why or how else to explain it.

Anyway, Grael. My relationship with Grael started out a bit rocky because while I knew who Grael was and already admired him before he even formed, Grael had no idea who I was so there was a lot of wariness and mistrust on his part when we first met. He warmed up to me over time because I was so head over heels for him that I used every opportunity I got to spend time with him and he used to front/be co-conscious often so we interacted a lot. He got used to me and my antics and eventually even welcomed my very obvious feelings for him, albeit cautiously. We were still involved with our partner system at the time so receiving the go-ahead for me to properly date Grael was, uh, Difficult™, but when it finally happened we were both very excited to see where things will lead us. Grael is arguably the person I have the strongest bond with even if we don't live together.

We went through a lot together and I do mean fucking A LOT. He helped me handle a lot of Mainworld bullshit and I helped him sort his life out in the Otherworld, we were both there for each other at our lowest points, we were practically joined at the hip most of the time and aside from being romantic partners we also became each other's closest friend which I think is beautiful but the reason I am writing this post to begin with is to just. Say thank you to Grael for taking care of me this past year almost entirely on his own, while I was neck-deep in addiction.

I was the one fronting when we started using hard drugs therefore the decision to do so was 100% mine and I WILL hold myself accountable for it. I became frontlocked and, before the big detox that I went through, I experimented with a bunch of different drugs before settling on Fentanyl. I was already an addict before all that, I was abusing prescription drugs long before I touched MDMA or Cocaine and I used to have a drinking problem too, but eventually the high from the medication I was abusing wasn't enough anymore and I started using harder shit. The decision to start buying street drugs was made completely on a whim while already high on medicine and it was preceded by a rapid decline in my emotional and mental wellbeing. I attempted suicide three consecutive times in the span of two months before the drugs came. I was not okay and I only kept spiraling further down.

I don't remember much of that time anymore but from what I do remember, or more like.... From what I remember being told after the dust finally settled, my link to the Otherworld and the rest of the system was severed while I was busy using (which I did daily) and that translated into my Otherworld body slipping into a coma. Nobody could reach me on Main or wake me up in the Otherworld and a rift formed between me and the others that seemed unbridgeable at the time. Grael INSISTED on having my unconscious body be at his house (connected to life support and such just not in the hospital) and he tended to me himself around the clock. I have no memory of anything that he might have said to me back then since I couldn't really hear him or feel him but he said he'd keep me company, read to me, and play my favorite music. When I tell you this man is SO FINE.

So after months of being an intubated vegetable under Grael's care I decide to quit using drugs and detox IRL. I went through about a week of pure Hell on Earth, with the first 72 hours being the worst, but for some reason that grounded me back to reality well enough for me to finally be able to hear other alters again. IIRC the ones who kept me company after I returned home from the hospital were Jerome, Astarion, and Silco (I couldn't sleep from the immense discomfort after 72 hours of shaking, puking, and pain), maybe somebody else I am forgetting, and I could vaguely focus inwards again to see that I have awoken in the Otherworld too. Grael was the first person I saw and through tears he explained to me that I have been comatose and unreachable for weeks if not months. And I shit you not, after I regained my bearings enough to be able to hold a conversation, this motherfucker pulls out a brand new violin and says that he got it for me as a gift while I was out cold. I tell him I already own several violins and he goes, "this one's actually for me because I wanted you to teach me how to play so we can play together".

THIS MAN.

I retreated from the front soon after and didn't front again for a long time, Guts was the first one to take over. We managed to stay clean for two whole months following the detox but Zed dragged us back down again at some point and the others went back to using. Not me though. It took me a while to fully recover but I was serious about my decision to stay clean – I even got rid of my booze stash in the Otherworld and vowed never to touch any substances again. I'm not saying this makes me better than the others and that the others are somehow lesser for having a relapse, no. All I'm saying is that I changed my personal life around for the better after a year-long downward spiral, that's all. I straightened out all of my intimate relationships, worked on myself, worked on my subsystem, mended my relationship with my daughter and her father, figured out what I want to do with my life long-term, atoned for a lot of shit I did when I was at my worst. I've hurt people, you know. Many people. Some with malicious intent, others without meaning to, but I DID hurt them. I broke some cycles/patterns that I was perpetuating because of my trauma and apologized to those who deserved an apology from me. Not because I was expecting forgiveness but because it felt like it was the right thing to do.

And Grael? I started teaching him how to play violin like he wanted me to. I also started teaching him proper knife fighting and self-defense, and we had so much fun during our little training sessions. I fully integrated him into my life by encouraging him to mingle with my other partners and inviting him over to spend time with my daughter, too. He warmed up to her really fast. He even likes my dogs, kind of. When they don't jump on him or cover him with their drool. The biggest obstacle that we had to face as a couple during my recovery was Kovacs. When I finally got back up on my feet and decided I want to go back to work with Nightshade, Grael felt a bit.... sour that I'm keeping Kovacs on the team. Kovacs hurt him once, badly, and there was bad blood between them – but I didn't have it in me to kick Kovacs out despite all that. Even Kovacs himself said he'd leave if I told him to but I insisted that I wanted him to stay. Grael and I worked through the uncomfortable situation though and now he can even kind of tolerate Kovacs' presence without stabbing him on sight.

I wrote this whole post just to explain how much Grael means to me as a person. I couldn't ask for a better partner, the ONLY ONE who truly stayed by my side through thick and thin, even when he saw me at my worst, even when he saw how petty and malicious I can be, even when he saw me hurt people. Hurt myself. He stayed by my side through my depression, my PTSD, my personality disorders going out of control, my addiction taking over my life. He never left. He was always, ALWAYS there, even when I didn't know he was there or was too caught up in my own bullshit to acknowledge it. So. Thank you. From the bottom of my wretched soul,

Thank you.

– Chris

[hinamie]

I'll give them shelter like you've done for me

[angel-fruitcake]

sometimes i watch scenes where Cas is looking at Dean in a way that just screams "i am in love with you" and then i remember that at purcon7, Misha said that somewhere along the way he had just accepted that that part of Castiel's story was canon. way before he even knew that Cas would ultimately end up confessing. he was literally subconsciously playing Cas as being in love with Dean, for god knows how long??? that's why he always stared at Dean with actual heart eyes, like he hung the moon and stars. because Misha had already decided in his subconscious mind to play Castiel as absolutely whipped for Dean Winchester

i'm so sick

[statuetochka]

❤️‍🩹

[thismessymasterpiece]

29 YEARS AND 15 MINUTES AGO, A LITERAL LIFESAVER WAS BORN AND THE WORLD HAS BENEFITED EACH AND EVERY SINGLE DAY BECAUSE OF IT

TPWK TODAY ESPECIALLY ON THIS GLORIOUS DAY OF ALL DAYS💗💗

[00bread]

A dumb comic spawned from a conversation with @hinekosama

[zivazivc]

started going wall climbing with my brother recently and it's so much fun! i used to do it as a kid but stopped because i was super short, dunno why i never picked it up again...

anyway i kind of imagine these two would do that too, like a fun date, especially in a human au scenario, although i drew them as trolls because i've realized i haven't drawn them much at all

[acetier]

"Be a good mongrel and stay. Down."

[ruporas]

hand holding!

[ID: A comic of Vash and Wolfwood from Trigun Maximum. Wolfwood and Vash walk together in the desert. Wolfwood looks up and then glances downwards with slightly flushed cheeks. Vash turns to him as Wolfwood says “Ahem” and he extends his hand outward, offering to Vash.

Vash looks at him curiously, then hands a blank-faced Wolfwood his gun. Vash says apprehensively, “Here... Don’t do anything weird with it.” Wolfwood stares at the gun, then throws it hard at Vash’s face, knocking his glasses fall off.

Vash yelps, “Ow!” and Wolfwood yells, “Why the hell would I want your damn gun!?!” Wolfwood, furious, moves like he’s about to hit Vash with the Punisher, and Vash frantically tries to shield himself and shouts, “W-wait, calm down!! (You’re mad?!)”

The final panel is in a more cartoony style and shows them holding hands. Wolfwood looks away with a huff, blushing, and Vash looks very content and has a heart floating next to him. End ID] ID CREDIT