#it matters so much that this is a GROUP of good friends

[catrocketship]

Hi, I have been involved in community-organized campaigns and even organized political actions and I want to talk about this boycott.

I know people want to do something. It's great that people are seeing posters about this in the world and talking about it but let's talk about what an action needs to be effective and why people are saying that it won't work (spoiler: it's not just people being negative nancies! This boycott lacks something that is key: organizing to back it up).

Who is your target?

Boycotts cannot be everything. Okay, so this one isn't everything, but it's basically everything; all gas? Amazon, Walmart, Target (which doesn't leave a lot of us with options for food). All credit cards?

We have to determine a target, and to that target we must supply a demand. What is that we want to change? The form letter that accompanies this boycott says something about "bullshit Executive Orders" but I'm going to need you to be more specific than that if you want results.

(The EO demand doesn't even really make sense because Target, Walmart, and Amazon aren't following any EO. The DEI Eos don't apply to private entities like these corporations. They're rolling back DEI initiatives because it's better for their bottom line and the EO merely signaled that the atmosphere was right for it.)

What is your demand?

Boycotts are a tool of political action. We leverage these tools in order to apply pressure. Examples include the Montgomery Bus Boycott, BDS, the 1965 grape boycott. I would give this particular boycott more points if it even said "boycott them until they stop XYZ! or start ABC!"

The thing is, boycotts aren't even a super successful tool. But whatever, when they are successful they have a specific target, they are integrated into a campaign along with other tools, and they have a demand . Otherwise, how do we know what success is?

Great, so nothing we do matters.

No, I'm just saying that a boycott unattached to an organizing campaign is not going to change anything (because we didn't ask for anything!)

Organizing works.

Looking around and seeing something you'd like to change, meeting up and talking with other people who want to change the same thing making plans together -- these things are successful. You might even plan a boycott together. You might even take the boycott national or join a national boycott organized by someone else.

If you are new to political action and don't know where to start, look around your community. You may have to change your channels to get in touch with the people doing the work you will end up doing. Look at bulletin boards in cafes, look at your city's reddit, hell, even search [city name] and [issue interest] on Facebook and see if there is an active group. Ask your friend who wears all the buttons. Then show up. Show up to these meetings in person.

Get to know your neighbors. If that seems scary, do the work you need to do to get yourself in good enough working order to introduce yourself to strangers.

Join a community group. Attend a seed swap and join a gardening group. Meet up with others to draw at a cafe once a week.

When in doubt, start with food. Find a community fridge in your area and find out how to get involved.

I also like CAW Shiny Things' list of ways to get started because it's broader than many other (it takes into consideration art as community!)

When you find a community organization, you will make important connections there and practice muscles you use in political organizing, like building trust, power analysis, and planning actions.

I know that we are all scared and that this boycott feels good to latch onto. It's wonderful that you want to take action. I hope that you find something in this post that gets you more deeply involved than a fakey vague boycott.

I'm not saying don't participate. It won't hurt anything. I am saying that there is so much more work we have to do to affect change.

USA people! Buy NOTHING Feb 28 2025. Not anything. 24 hours. No spending. Buy the day before or after but nothing. NOTHING. February 28 2025. Not gas. Not milk. Not something on a gaming app. Not a penny spent. (Only option in a crisis is local small mom and pop. Nothing. Else.) Promise me. Commit. 1 day. 1 day to scare the shit out of them that they don't get to follow the bullshit executive orders. They don't get to be cowards. If they do, it costs. It costs.

Then, if you can join me for Phase 2. March 7 2025 thtough March 14 2025? No Amazon. None. 1 week. No orders. Not a single item. Not one ebook. Nothing. 1 week. Just 1.

If you live outside the USA boycott US products on February 28 2025 and stand in solidarity with us and also join us for the week of no Amazon.

Are you with me?

Spread the word.

[monolotus]

to be loved is . . .

⋆.˚ ☾ .⭒

includes: reader gets referred to as a girlfriend, seventeen adores you so much

When seventeen adores you so much that they can’t help but make you feel so loved even with the smallest gestures

Scoups ⨾ ﹙ to be able to take care ﹚

Scoups, the good leader. He’s always taking care of everybody around him- the staff, his family, his members. He will neglect himself in order to help somebody else, no matter how big or small the help may be.

So, when is late at night, and he allows himself to ask you to help him, you can’t help but smile softly, pulling him closer to your body as you comfort him trough his crying.

He allows you to help him.

When he comes late after practice, he knows you will prepare a tasty dinner for him, with a warm bath afterwards. You will help him with his clothing, as he is ever so tired to change into his pajamas. And you’ll cuddle, and he will be the one being hugged, you all over him｡

Jeonghan ⨾ ﹙ to be childish ﹚

You can’t help but to be yourself around him. How could you not? If he is so unapologetically himself. Your love for the silly games and pranks can’t help itself when you are around your lover. He created a space where your childish jokes can be heard, a space where no matter how dumb the hobby may seem, your lover is always ready to support you｡

Joshua ⨾ ﹙ to be soft ﹚

Ever the gentleman, Joshua can’t help but see you as the most sweet thing in the entire world. He encourages your aftercare routine, doesn’t matter the time nor the problem- you had a fight? a bad day? you stressed yourself out? He’s already in his pajamas, ready to help you with your aftercare routine.

Whenever you feel the world’s expectations on your shoulders, too heavy to let your walls fall, he’s already there: ready with a warm smile, and sweet words towards you.

When the worlds feels like too much, he’s ready to help｡

Jun ⨾ ﹙ to be seen ﹚

You said once you hated the world’s view on you- how people could perceive you wrongly. Since then, Jun has taken it as a full time job to learn you; your hobbies, your freckles, your expressions lines and even the colors that you think makes your eyes pop.

He’s ready to show you that, even if the world has a wrong perception of you, he’s had taken his time to see you for who you are. Not your money, connections, friends or anything alike. He will take his time to know why you frown when you listen to good music, or why you are so scared of cockroaches｡

Hoshi ⨾ ﹙ to be too much ﹚

Too loud, too emotional, too soft, too impulsive. There’s nothing wrong with being too much, that’s something that Hoshi made sure you’d understand early on your relationship.

You are being too emotional? fine! he’ll cry with you while watching the final episode of your latest favorita k-drama. You can’t take Jeonghan’s teasing today? Fine, he’ll shield you from the eldest jokes! There’s nothing wrong with feeling too much. You two take pride in creating a space where both of you could be too hyper, and nobody would have the right to say anything about it｡

Wonwoo ⨾ ﹙ to take space ﹚

Always making yourself feel small. You would physically make yourself smaller when two members would sandwich you, you would lower your voice whenever someone else spoke while you talked. That’s something Wonwoo couldn’t take lightly.

He would encourage you to speak louder when someone would interrupt you, he would make himself look even bigger just so you wouldn’t feel bad about taking even the smallest space between members.

He doesn’t allow his partner to feel small, not when she is full of good things to showcase to the world｡

Woozi ⨾ ﹙ to take time ﹚

“Good things take time” That’s what he said when you couldn’t stop complaining about your assignment taking too long to be finished by your group.

He explained, slowly and surely, how the other groups had their own times to work on their assignment- Everybody had their own schedule, yours been as busy as ever.

He made sure, after this, to encourage you to take time to do your things- your homework, your hair, your night routine.

Without realizing it, he started to take time to plan his own schedule. Sure to say, you made sure he also took time to eat and cuddle with you｡

Minghao ⨾ ﹙ to being taken cared of ﹚

To being able to love, you have to love yourself first. How can you take care of Minghao, if you neglect yourself so much? How could you learn about which herbs can help the stress you both go under, if by the smallest mistake you are trowing hard words at yourself?

He didn’t complain when his tea (made by you) was slightly sour. He didn’t complain when he got sick after taking care of you and your fever. And he would never complain about helping you through your meltdowns.

Why? Because he loves you.

Why would he complain about taking care of his partner? He knew you would drop everything for him if he called you sick, so why wouldn’t he do the same for you?

He did｡

He poured his favorite tea, his most fluffy blanket and pulled his best recipes from Mingyu. He took care of you, even when you wouldn’t stop complaining about it.

Easily, and without thinking too much about it. Because he loves you｡

Mingyu ⨾ ﹙ to be spoiled ﹚

You can’t look at something twice, say “it’s pretty” or even send him a new caffe than opened downtown, or he would be taking action into buying everything that you could lay your eyes on.

Oh, you liked a new foundation at Olive young? Good thing he’s ambassador of the brand! Craving something sweet? Snickers are right there!

There is no need to worry about your plate being nothing short of delicious: he cooks just the way you like it- the meat, the veggies, even the side dishes. He doesn’t mind eating a little bit less meat if that means you get to enjoy your food for a little longer｡

You complained, once, that you didn’t really like your work’s lunch. You bet he took matter into his own hands to learn how to make cute lunch boxes, always sending it with a cute note (“Missing your smile”; “hope you miss me as much as i miss you”; “listen to this song, it made me think of you”)

Seokmin ⨾ ﹙ to be a part of ﹚

Game night? Late after-work-drinks? Behind the scenes of a photo shoot? He makes sure you are included. Let it be through pictures, messages, video calls or even inviting you to the place.

He loves getting a picture of your lunch, a short OOTD video or even a complaint of the weather- it makes him feel part of your daily routine, even when you are in different continents. So, he does the same.

He sends a selca when is late at night and he has just gotten out of the shower, or when the boys decided to order some chicken, or even when he saw a CD of your favorite band while taking a walk with his friends: he makes sure to send a picture, to make sure you know you’re always on his mind｡

Seungkwan ⨾ ﹙ to be emotional ﹚

Growing up you didn’t let many things affect you, you couldn’t cry easily.

Until you met Seungkwan, who would always talk sweet nothings to you “i love doing nothing with you” “i appreciate you doing this for me” “it means a lot that you took time to help me”. His tongue would held so many sweet words towards you, that it was only a matter of time until you started to imitate him.

When he would stay awake to wait for you on a friday night, you would drop a “it meas a lot that you decided to wait for me, that’s why i love you” and he would be shocked, not used to you saying things like that.

He didn’t push it, not at all.

He was his emotional self, and with that, you learnt that being outspoken and letting people around you know how you felt for them, meant a lot.

How could you not? If it was so easy for him to cry out of pure love for his fans, for his friends, for his family｡

How could you not have your eyes filled with tears, as you mumbled about your love towards him?

Vernon ⨾ ﹙ to be shared ﹚

“Yeah, my girlfriend really likes that band” “Have you seen this movie? My partner is the biggest fan” “You know, my girlfriend told me how they did this scene…” Are some common phrases when it comes to Vernon.

He is a little nerd when it comes to his favorite niches, and so are you.

It slipped from your tongue before you could stop yourself “You know, they were actually drunk when filming this scene…” And, later, when a carat would ask about a TMI, he would answer with a fun fact you told him about a movie, a record, an artist.

More often than not, he would make a new playlist inspired by you. He has multiple by now.

In letterbox, he has a watchlist named “to watch with her” And another, called “Her watch” As you don’t really use the app. He rates the movies for you- mamma mia having a 5/5 star｡

Dino ⨾ ﹙ to be heard ﹚

Always the youngest, the overlooked. He can’t bare the thought of not hearing what his partner has to say. Let it be the dumbest opinion in the entire world, he would look at you with big eyes, waiting for you to finish your train of thought.

When you pause the episode of the latest drama you two are watching, he looks down, ready to hear your opinion on how the plot could be resolved.

When you send an album to his chat, with the text “Wait a sec”, he knows he is in for a rant opinion about each track, talking about how you would change it, or why you loved it so much.

You’re first person he sends every draft to: A cover, a coreography, even the instagram pictures. He values your opinion, and he hears it.

He doesn’t just listen, he hears it. He takes his time to process your words, even if it cuts the flow of the conversation, as he really wants to make sure he understands you｡

–sorry for any errors, first time writing long paragraphs for a fic! lol. let me know what you think. Xoxo, gi

– requests and asks are open!

[hoeforsirius]

Carlos and You over the years

Smau

Summary: Compilation of your instagram posts over the years of your friends to lovers relationship with Carlos

Warnings: Insta comment section, swearing, age gap (10 years), use of y/n, slight google translated use of spanish

A/N: I was feeling very rom com so I wanted to use some of my favourite songs and do this idea I had

yourusername

♪Stupid Cupid - Connie Francis

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yourusername: Last day in red for team 55, feeling all the emotions

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User 1: Pretty girl 😍😍

└ yourusername: Thank you!! How are you?

└ User 1: I'm doing well, we should meet up soon

User 2: y/n feeding us the Carlos content we need

└ user 3: fr she's so fucking lucky to be in his friend group

User 4: not Carlos crying 😭😭 now I'm gonna cry

Yourbsfusername: The song choice bestie?? Whatchu not telling me??

└ yourusername: nothing important

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yourusername

♪Born Too Late - The Poni-Tails

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yourusername: Karaoke night during winter break with the gang™

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Yourbsfusername: wow this is why you ditched me with my parents

└ yourusername: sorry babe <3

User 2: THE THIRD PICTURE AHAHAHAH

└ user 4: We say in unison "thank you y/n"

User 5: Dare I say the song choice was specific 👀👀

└ user 6: omg let a girl and a guy be friends without shipping them will you

└ user 7: yea plus she's like so much younger that'd be weird

└ user 5: @user 7 that's what the song is about dipshit

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yourusername

♪Be My Baby - The Ronettes

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yourusername: Summer break almost over and it's been an amazing time

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Yourbsfusername: the girls day out was so fun!!

User 4: SUMMER BREAK CARLOS CRUMBS 🛐

User 5: SHE WENT ON A DATE AHHG YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT ISN'T CARLOS' HAND

└ user 7: STOP BEING DELULU OMFG

User 3: ew why are all her posts about Carlos so desperate

└ User 2: Prolly cause her job is with him?? Fucking grow up and stop hating just cause someone is more successful than you my god

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f1gossipofficial

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f1gossipofficial: 1 week left before the last race of 2025 season and the f1 dating circle welcomes a new wag!? From paparazzi pictures from today it looks like Williams driver, Carlos Sainz is dating a member of his team and a long time friend y/n

User 5: I TOLD Y'ALL I TOLD Y'ALL WHY WOULD YOU LISTEN TO ME WHO EVER LISTENS TO ME

└ user 6: omg yes looks like you're right, ig we owe you an apology

User 7: but it's so fucking weird, I mean she's like 10 years younger

└ user 3: I agree with you and she's so pick me he deserves more

└ user 2: it really doesn't matter, they are both adults let them do whatever they want within their lives and for fuck sake stop being jealous of people you'll never even meet properly

User 4: OMG THIS IS KINDA ROMCOM CODED ESPECIALLY WITH Y/N'S MUSIC TASTE

└ user 4: omg omg all her posts songs make sense now

└ user 2: woah you're right

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yourusername

♪Everybody Loves Somebody - Dean Martin

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yourusername: I guess the cat's out of the bag. thanks to @robertomerhi for thirdwheeling us and taking good pictures

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carlossainz55: I love you, mi vida ❤️❤️

└ yourusername: te amo mucho querida ❤️❤️

robertomerhi: Por fin puedo decir una mierda sobre ustedes dos, fue tan difícil mantenerse callado

└ yourusername: jajajaja 🫶🏻

User 5: I TOLD Y'ALL I TOLD Y'ALL

└ user 6: WE GET IT

User 4: I'M SO EXCITED AND HAPPY AHHHH

└ user 4: EVERYTHING ABOUT THIS POST IS SO ROMCOM CODED

User 2: I love when two attractive people date <3

User 3: first of all this relationship is extremely weird not to mention Carlos deserves much better than you ugly pick me girl

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yourusername

♪Kiss Me - Sixpence None The Richer

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yourusername: I'm so ready to spend eternity with you, my love

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carlossainz55: I knew I was going to make you my wife the day I asked you to be my girlfriend 6 years ago ❤️

└ yourusername: I adore you so much ❤️

robertomerhi: I helped him plan the whole thing 🤚🏻

└ yourusername: Gracias teto 🫶🏻

yourbsfusername: I'M SO HAPPY FOR Y'ALL YOU STINKIN CUTE COUPLE

└ yourusername: AHHHHH

User 5: I TOLD Y'ALL I LOVE THEM SO MUCHH AHHH

└ user 6: WE GET IT YOU'VE BEEN SAYING I TOLD Y'ALL SINCE THEY STARTED DATING GOD WE KNOW YOU'RE RIGHT

└ user 4: @user 5 is a true dedicated soldier 🗣️

User 2: I'M SO HAPPY AHHH

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yourusername

♪Chapel Of Love - The Dixie Cups

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yourusername: I got to pop the champagne this time

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User 5: AHHHH MAMA Y PAPA

User 4: love y'all couldn't be happier <3

User 2: FINALLY

User 8: haters been real quiet YOU SHOW EM GURL

f1: Congratulations you two 🍾

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yourusername

♪Iris - The Goo Goo Dolls

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yourusername: baby sainz incoming...

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[unfamiliaris]

what if you got stuck with a boyfriend that you don't exactly hate but don't exactly love either, but you stay with him because you've finally formed a nice friend group with your brother and his wife and then you realize ohh shit. I have a massive crush on my sister in law. so you do everything in your power to suppress it because she's your baby brothers wife and you'd do anything to keep him happy but it does start to eat away at your own relationship slowly over the years but now you're married so you're locked down for life and you try to be happy about it because you're well off and it's great. but then your sister in law that you still won't fully admit you're in love with dies horrifically and you can't grieve her like a lover because that would be selfish and wrong and also you have your baby brother to comfort now so you do. and your marriage keeps slowly spilling sand through a hole in the floor and once it runs out you know you'll hate him but you can't deal with all of this at the same time so you stick it out for your brother who is inconsolable. and in the grief your baby brother decides to go through an experimental brain surgery that will essentially allow him to cut off half of his consciousness to escape it all. and you don't think it's a good idea at all but you're not exactly going to tell him how to cope when his wife just died so there's nothing you can do. and then two years later you're pregnant and by now pretty much all the sand has fallen through the floor of your marriage but there's not much you can do anymore because you're pregnant. so you go to a birthing retreat when the time comes and you meet this stunning woman who reminds you of everything you gave up to satisfy your brother and this man you don't even really love anymore and well maybe you kind of have a crush on her. but she doesn't recognize you outside of the cabin and it doesn't even matter because you have a kid now. you're locked down. and your pretentious husband is hosting a book reading for his latest publication and you're still tired from all the post birth hormones but you decide to play nice. and then somehow your brothers other half talks to you for the first time and he's as innocent as the day he was born but then you find out that not only has your lactation consultant been your brothers evil boss this whole time but that your brothers dead wife isn't actually dead. so you try to help your brother communicate with his other half to find out if that's really true and you're trying not to hold out hope but god you miss her so bad and you need to try. and then in the span of like one hour you watch your brother have a stroke and meet his backalley brain surgeon who confirms that yes, gemma really is alive and she has been all this time. and you're trying to process that while worrying that your brother won't wake up and you hate this stupid brain surgeon lady for nearly killing your brother but she's also kind of cute and oh my god you're still married to ricken fucking hale.

[littelovelunette]

Hi!! I just read someone’s short little blurb and I’ve been obsessssed

can I request a best friend!sevika x reader and like everyone (including reader’s friends) thinks they’re dating because they’re soooo close to eachother

More Than Just Friends

You and your best friend Sevika were at a restaurant for your birthday. It was Sevika's treat. Of course, it was.

Your other friends were here too, it was pretty much a huge friend group.

She was that one shady senior student of the class, it was funny— nobody could really look her in the eye and say shit, but then there you and her were. Sevika was scrutinising the menu with the most judgemental face ever.

"Does she look like a college student to you?" Your friend, Priscilla, asked you.

"I'd think she were a professor if I didn't already know her since highschool." You laughed, fingers tracing the edge of the menu.

Sevika scoffed a little at that but chuckled eitherway as she looked up from the menu, "What do y'all want?"

"Steak."

"Yeah, steak sounds good."

"And to drink?"

"Whiskey!"

"Well, since it's your birthday, we should get dessert, too!" Priscilla said happily, clapping her hands together.

Instantly, a few in the group chimed in but you? You were looking for the price of steak on the menu.

Your eyes widened.

Goodness. It was expensive.

Your eyebrows furrowed as you crunched the numbers. With the steak and whiskey they were ordering...

That would be about over eight-hundred dollars. OVER eight-hundred dollars.

Not to mention, they were also discussing dessert which would be an additional charge.

"Sevika, the pri—" Sevika slapped her card down making you sigh a little. She was as reckless as ever.

"It's your birthday." Sevika said as if that was enough reason for her to pay for everyone.

The waiter came and took the finalised orders before leaving with a polite smile.

"Someone has money to burn." One of the girls spoke up with a giggle.

"She might as well be your sugar mommy now." Priscilla teased and laughed along, nudging you with her elbow.

You flushed a little, "Oh, shut it." You said and crossed your hands on your lap.

Sevika, however, didn't deny anything or react, a slow smirk spreading over her dark lips. Oh, those dark lips... Accentuated by the dimmed light of the restaurant.

It was almost a romantic setting, had there not been Priscilla and your other friends chattering loudly in the background.

You continued staring at Sevika, lost in the world of your dreams as you made out the little tooth gap she had, it was so cute. You wondered what it would be like, tracing it with your tongue, kissing those asymmetrical lips slowly in the candlelight.

Just then, Priscilla's hand on your shoulder made you break out of your trance. "You're staring." Sevika's voice rumbled, soft and deep.

"Sorry, I just zoned out." You said but Sevika saw right through you. She knew exactly what you were thinking. Because she was thinking the exact same thing.

Priscilla laughed watching the awkwardness between the both of you now, saying, "I'd think you both were dating already."

That made Sevika's ears turn slightly red but she played it cool, "Oh, yeah? Why is that?"

"Y'know, you were there for her when she had her first lesbian breakup and you know those suck ass." Priscilla said matter-of-factly, wrapping an arm around you in a friendly gesture. "And you were also there for her all throughout highschool, helped her in chemistry and you both are roomies, too!" Priscilla then looked at you. "You always carry a lighter though you don't spoke. You carry it because Sevika can't give up smoking if her life depended on it—"

Sevika snorted. "That's not true—"

"—Shut up." Priscilla continued. "And you both have ditched prom together and got the same classes even in college. Let's be real, you both would've have significant others if it weren't the fact you both like each other like that."

Another girl, Sara, also joined in the teasing and reasoning. "That's true. We all know Sevika was changing the girls she dated more than the bedsheets she slept with them on."

Sevika flushed, "Hey!—"

"Shut up." Priscilla and Sara said in unison before looking at each other and giggling.

"Okay, okay, girls, what's your point?" You asked as the food arrived. The waiter, sensing the anticipation, quickly served the table and left with a polite "Let me know if you need anything else."

"Our point is," Priscilla sighed. "Date Sevika already."

"Better yet, marry her." Sara said making the both of you (Sevika and you) sputter.

"You're dead meat." Sevika said, cheeks tinged red. You giggled a little and looked at Sevika. "Sev, maybe they do got a point."

"You think so? Or do you simply want to give your chances with me a shot?" Sevika winked making you pretend-gag.

"No, I'm serious." You said after a while of laughing. Sevika didn't say anything for a bit, taking her time to think it through before the rest of your friend group began slowly picking up their cutlery and eating.

After everyone finished eating, they slowly started getting up and saying their goodbyes until it was just you and Sevika left.

"So?" Sevika got up slowly, letting a hand out to help you up.

"So what?" You grabbed her hand and gave her a brief smile of appreciation.

"What's on your mind, pretty?" Sevika grabbed you by the waist and held you close to her own self, guiding you out of the restaurant.

"Just thinking of what Priscilla and Sara said." You said as your heels clicked through the concrete, you both walking in the breezy night.

"You seriously wanna marry me?" Sevika joked making you roll your eyes.

"Look at the bigger picture, Sev!" You squeezed her hand a little. "We would be great together. We've known each other for so long and should've given a shot at 'us' sooner!"

Sevika ruffled your hair, "Just say it, you want me to kiss you."

"This is the point when I deny everything I just said and stutter." You stopped walking as did Sevika.

The next actions didn't even feel voluntary as Sevika's hand slowly traced into your hair, lips inches apart until they weren't.

Her lips on yours felt like heaven. Your lips cold against her warm breath. As you kissed her, Sevika's tongue swiped against your bottom lip lovingly.

Your eyes slowly closed as Sevika's lips roamed over yours. As the two of you parted slowly, you could see the love in her eyes.

And you knew, this was the correct path.

[wheelie-sick]

Happy rare disease day!

-> let's talk about lupus 💜🦋

lupus is sometimes referred to as "the most common rare disease" because it sits right on the line of the definition of rare. regardless, it's definitely true that people with lupus are hard to come by. we're lucky to have thriving online communities on some platforms (not Tumblr, RIP) but offline communities and support groups are few and far between.

lupus is an autoimmune connective tissue disorder named after... wolves, for some reason? there's a lot of debate over why someone several centuries ago decided wolves would represent us well.

there are several types of lupus but the most common is systemic lupus erythematous (SLE), when people are referring to lupus they are almost always referring to this type of lupus. this is the type of lupus I have and the type I know most about so this is the type I'll be discussing in this post.

The basics

lupus is an autoimmune disease that attacks all tissues in your body. yes, all. it can go after any form of soft tissue and even includes your brain and parts of your bones within its reach. this makes lupus a very hard to pin down disease because it can look like anything. I've heard it referred to as "the great imitator" which I think is an excellent title.

with that said, some targets are more common than others.

The symptoms

like the previous section implied there are thousands of presentations of lupus. just about everything has been recorded in association with lupus. my best friend once joked "I bet lupus doesn't cause gangrene" but a case study disagrees.

The lupus foundation of America has excellent resources on some of the most common effects on different body systems. they are by no means comprehensive but they give a good gist of symptoms

some of the key symptoms:

fatigue

joint pain & swelling, arthritis

severe, persistent headaches that don't respond narcotic analgesics

fevers

sensitivity to UV light (UV triggers symptoms)

the butterfly rash (a red, painless rash across your cheeks and the bridge of your nose- sometimes your chin as well)

hair loss

mouth ulcers (typically with a white ring around them)

Raynaud's phenomenon

-> having these symptoms does not automatically mean you have lupus. please do more research before self diagnosing 🙏 if you think you have lupus I would strongly recommend seeing a doctor ASAP! lupus can go from fine to dead in a matter of minutes. <-

Death by lupus

lupus survival odds have increased substantially in the last 20 years but the disease remains incredibly dangerous- particularly to those of us with severe or refractory (non/under responsive to treatment) versions of it. the younger someone develops lupus, the more likely they are to have a severe presentation of the disease.

in particular, children with the disease (under 10) have very low survival odds.

lupus can kill in an almost infinite number of ways. lupus is capable of killing quickly with blood clots, strokes, pulmonary embolisms, heart attacks, and much more. lupus is also capable of killing slowly through lupus nephritis.

lupus nephritis is present in about 40% of people with lupus. lupus nephritis is a kidney disease causing kidney inflammation. it is highly destructive and often leads people to kidney dialysis, kidney transplant, and death by kidney failure. developing lupus nephritis drops your survival rates significantly.

Treatment

lupus is treatable for most people! the most common treatments include immunosuppressants, steroids, and anti-malarials.

many, if not most, people with lupus are immunocompromised. (which is why it's always good to wear a mask)

while refractory lupus does exist, most people with it are able to get their disease under control.

[jjslvt]

A SMILE JUST FOR JJ ── .✦ fluff, blurb .ᐟ.ᐟ

the pogues (including you as you were one of them) were all gathered on the beach, sitting around in a circle — the mood had been pleasant and full of delicate silliness. the sun was to set soon. the warmth of a bonfire in the center of your circle sending crackles in the air amongst the laughter of you all could be heard.

it was one of those moments where life felt pretty damn good and all their worries melted away. the beach not having too many people around, so it felt like a little secret paradise to you all who were basking in the ambience. each of you simply enjoying each other’s companies as you all shared short stories or jokes.

your gaze flickered over to jj maybank, who was laughing brightly at one of the jokes just told. that smile practically shined like the sun itself and his good mood was just so charming that it became infectious.

you found yourself getting happier at the sight because you loved seeing him joyful yet calm too. he wasn’t on edge like life sometimes made him feel. you were best friends, all of you but sometimes with you and jj, there seemed to be something more lingering about. though nobody spoke on it, including the both of you but it hadn’t mattered too much. you two were extremely natural with each other, feeling satisfaction.

so when jj’s gaze met yours back, he kept that beaming open-mouthed smile… and something in you shifted. it was something you had always done, specifically for him — something he noticed and actually adored very much as it secretly tugged at his heart strings.

‘there’s that smile… the smile for me…’

you were already smiling with your friends before but now as you two locked gazes in a moment seemingly frozen in time, it changed.

it’s that smile you specifically reserve for jj maybank. the one you never gave to others… it was something very special. maybe the way your eyes softened too — the way you looked at him like he was the best person in the world. it made him feel good; his chest would tighten a bit in realization and a sudden wave of affection and mild possessiveness would wash over him. he never wanted anyone else to get that smile to be honest. it was his.

so he gestured for you to come over to him as soon as you did it. he just wanted you close to him whenever he saw it. of course you obliged, coming right over as the rest of the pogues got lost in their own conversations now, breaking off into small groups. once you sat next to him on the log, he wasted no time tugging you close to him and making you sit on his lap while he placed his chin on top of your head. you relaxed your back against his chest, enjoying it despite the pace of your hearts increasing ever so slightly and syncing up together even… to beat as one. everything and everyone else slowly faded into the background.

so… maybe you two weren’t just best friends. but whatever this was, you were both super content. a rare moment of comfortable silence and a sense of safety plus pure bliss rolling over as you two watched the sun finally fade.

but you heard him quietly murmur, “that smile is just for me… mine.”

maybe that was the start of a confession finally.

[sheepispink]

woah.. pinksheep drops.. two fics..?? In one day..???

yes hello, @pythonmoth said they wanted to read a saiki fic and i remembered i have one that’d been in my drafts for like.. months.

this is probably the most self indulgent thing i’ve posted, i mean this is all based on real experiences except i didnt have saiki so i cried instead LOL ok anywya enjoy the hurt/comfort fic

saiki k x reader obvs, thats what we’re about round here

——

It was almost a month ago when it first occured, a strange feeling in the air. It felt stiff and coarse, like he was reading the thoughts of someone in the vicinity but all he could sense at the moment was the sick feeling in their stomach. It was a strange phenomenon, one that he couldnt place for once and so he carried on to his classroom, sitting in his designated seat as per usual. Teruhashi hadn’t yet arrived so he wouldn't have to worry about that noise this early in the day and Kaidou and Nendo seemed to be bickering further away from him than usual. There was you, who was talking to a few friends by the window. Moreso listening in on the conversation than speaking, but he knew you werent quite the talker if the conversation didnt involve things you knew. So you blinked as you watched your friends discuss, eyes occasionally venturing to the clouds outside before you quickly pay attention again. He doesnt know when he had learned that piece of information but he supposes he must’ve picked it up subconsciously. Telepathy always revealed everyone’s secrets to him no matter how much he tried to block it out.

Despite the relatively typical atmosphere in this classroom, that feeling was still amiss in the air as if it lingered in someone, not easy to decipher or find. It disappeared once the lesson began, replaced by the contemplative thoughts of some of the students concentrating and well.. the more lazy thoughts of others. It’s a week after that and , as any day in his life, things dont work out particularly well for him before he’s dragged to the cafeteria to grab lunch with his so called ‘gang’ (Kaidou’s words, not his) consisting of Nendo, Kuboyasu and of course, Kaidou himself. The usual blabber was passing through his ears like sand: Kaidou describing how dark reunion had caused another serious issue nearby and how he had magically solved it all by himself. However, Saiki found the chatter drowned out by that ominous feeling again. It felt like it had worsened this time, like the owner of this was miserable of a sort but as he glances around the place he can't find a hint of it upon any of the faces.

Of course there’s Takahashi grumbling over something stupid again or Toritsuka managing to creep out yet another girl, earning a slap across his face. Teruhashi looks vibrant as ever, the people surrounding her unable to even be upset for a second as they consider it a crime to even frown in her presence, and you and your friend group are chatting away again. Well, not you, like he said earlier, you dont like to involve yourself in matters you dont enjoy. Then as the lunch bell rings and the groups disperse back to the seperate classes, that feeling disappears again and he’s left with Kaidou’s chatter deafening him once more. Good grief, he never seems to get a break.

It’s the week before exams when it happens again; the school is buzzing with stressed students and many praying to God that they get a better grade than the last time. Saiki has never once been bothered about such things, after all, he can easily ace all the tests as he’s mentioned before. That doesn't mean he does though, he prefers to be in the middle, a perfect average preferably but life doesn't seem to let him get that either. Besides, you like taking up the higher spaces on the board, the whole class deems you as the smartest there. When he walks in that morning, he’s not surprised by the sight of pupils surrounding the blackboard you write on, spending the time before class to teach them any topics they’re particularly stuck on. Kaidou seemed to take his advice today, one of the ones at the front of the little semicircle and often asking you questions. Well, hopefully that pays off for him not that it usually does but who is he to deny? You certainly have saved quite a lot of the class the trouble of repeating the year just with some quick morning explanations.

Thats not what he’s quite focused on though, moreso when they disperse and you walk away back to your little friend group, that feeling returns harsher and somehow more overwhelming than the last. He glances around, wondering if one of the students watching you was particularly stressed about the exams next week but nothing noticeable seemed to come to the surface. Before he can investigate further, the bell rings signalling the beginning of class and the feeling is gone just as fast as it came and thus leaving him far more confused than before.

Today is the Friday before the exam week. He’s been hearing yammering thoughts every single day that if he wasn't so used to all these voices he was sure that he’d have a splitting headache by now. Any normal person would but then again, he wasn't very normal. He sat down at his desk as per usual, removing his bag and opening his things whilst the mindless chatter played in the background. That was the panic of the students of course, quickly asking you to solve last minute problems for them. One of them had you slightly stumped, your eyes narrowed as you looked carefully at the board. It wasnt like you knew the answer to everything, of course not, you often admitted to skipping particularly hard questions that left you with no ideas in the slightest. It’s not that, no, it’s not even when you suggest the student take it to the teacher instead— it’s something else entirely that triggers this.

Your friends join you by the board, looking at the question and muttering something about how they’d definitely fail the exam if that topic was on it. You smile for once, finding the words relatable and finally speak up this time. “Me too, I hate this topic the most.”

It’s your friend’s reply that does it. “Oh shut up, you always do well. Stop acting humble, you know it too.”

That feeling hits him so suddenly that he only receives a small chance to realise his own friends approaching him. “Heya earth to Saiki? We were calling ya ages ago.” Nendo waves his large hand in his face, making him pull back immediately and pull the best disgusted face he could before Kuboyasu makes Nendo cut it out. “Didnt you hear? We have free periods to study, no need to sit here and wait around. We’re gonna head to the library, you coming?” When did he ever have a choice? Kusou takes the moment to roll his eyes up before standing, signalling his answer and they turn on their heel to start walking. However, before he joins them he cant help but glance back at you, wondering how you could easily laugh in response to her words when you have such a heavy feeling of dread in yourself from it.

Wednesday. It’s the only day they have two exams in a day but it’s not something many have complained about either. The thing was, the first exam was a science one— of course it was pretty important. However, the second was only a mere world history exam. It was one of the easier tests and even if you failed it, you wouldnt be set back in the slightest. Naturally the tension in the air has eased up a lot after the first exam, leading them into their extended lunch time before the next one. The corridors are empty, most of the students already having grabbed their things from their lockers and heading to go eat their stress away. He’s heading down the stairs, hoping for a moment of reprieve in the farce of putting his bag into his locker since they obviously werent allowed in the exam hall. It’s only when he reaches the last step does he clench the railing, suddenly shook with the sudden feeling of despair. It’s like it radiates throughout the entire hallway, menacing and destructive and he’s sure it would tear out the owner’s heart. As he had previously discovered, it seemed to linger in yours however it had never been quite this bad and he couldnt understand why it was.

Had someone hurt you? Did your friends do something to you?

He walks down the corridor at a somewhat sped up pace because as much as this affected you, it also made his head particularly uncomfortable too. There you stand by your locker in the distance, your voice muffled from the feeling as you seem to.. beg your friends? They’re walking away from you and the situation looks nothing quite like the horror your brain is currently experiencing at this given moment. Soon enough, it’s just the two of you in this corridor and he doesnt know why he’s even approaching you— he just wants that feeling to get out of his head too. “Oh.. Saiki.” You say, voice so soft and a small look of surprise as your lips part. You swallow a little sharply and glance at him and despite his powers, the only thing he can read in your mind is that you’re pretty afraid of inconveniencing him.

“Do you need something?” He realises he’s been staring at you for a moment now and quickly shakes his head, instead pointing at your friends who were turning the corner to the stairs. “They’re just going to go eat, thats all, I’ll catch up to them in a moment.”

You give him a gentle smile and then glance at your locker, pausing before locking it albeit very hesitantly. What? That didnt make sense in the slightest what could be in there?

“So how did you find the test?”

He gives you a thumbs up in return, which only makes your smile brighten. You remind him of Hairo quite a bit, even though you’re not as much of an extrovert as he is. “That's great! I’m sure you’ll do well! You got a perfect average last year, didnt you? Honestly I think that's harder to achieve than the highest places.” You let out a soft laugh alongside your words even though he already knows how awkward you’re currently feeling. He feels just the slightest bit bad for that too; after all he’s the one who just suddenly appeared when you seemed to be feeling particularly low and now you were having to fake a bright smile. “I found the test good too, and I'm sure the next one will be a breeze too. A lot of people say it’s one of the easier ones.”

That confirms for him that it’s not exam stress you’re worried around. Well, at least not right now that’s causing the dread in you. So what is it? You’re both caught of guard when your stomach rumbles, making your cheeks flush in embarrassment and you sheepishly smile. “Arent you going to eat?” He finally asks, well telepathically anyway but no one ever notices.

“Oh right— well it’s in my bag.”

That makes him pause, wasn't your bag in your locker? Why didn't you just take it out?

You seem to take notice of his glance to your locker and this time your thoughts take an extremely nervous turn, your teeth grazing your lip awkwardly as you force a small smile. “Oh— my bag strap got stuck in my locker so I cant quite get it out.”

Even so, you dont ask him to help you or the like, just giving him an awkward smile as he stares at you. “Did your friends go get someone to help?” He says in return and somehow that dreadful feeling feels even worse than before.

“A-ah.. no..” You stammer out, both your hands shoving into your pockets as your teeth grit uncomfortably. “They uh, they didn't care too much. They just- they walked away.” That did not seem normal in the slightest and the way your lips twitched in your fake smile did not help. You always looked so happy with your friends, they looked happy with you— what the hell was happening here?

It takes him no less than a second to notice the way you’re falling apart in your head, chanting softly to yourself to just breathe, smile and carry on. You were silently praying that he’d take no notice of your fidgety behaviour, of your erratic breaths or the dark circles beneath your eyes. It feels weird that for once, someone wants him to go rather than to stay. Usually, he’d take that as a warm opportunity to dash as soon as he could, avoiding the situation altogether.

Before it can escalate, he decided he might aswell just solve the problem at hand, extending his palm facing up to the little keys you hold in your hand for your locker. Your eyes widen and you immediately follow his notion, dropping it into his hand. He steps infront of you, opening the locker and looking at the bag strap stuck there. He was still not quite the best as controlling his strength but he could use telekinesis to make sure this didn't get too out of hand. To be fair, you werent exactly overreacting, it did look like it had got stuck quite badly but thankfully he was a psychic— nothing was ever out of his power. Unbeknownst you to, he’s fiddling with absolutely nothing, his mind undoing the bagstrap until your bag is free again. He quickly plops it into your arms, your shocked face evident before he closes the locker door once more.

“Th-thank you!”

Your smile returns now, bright and full of relief as that feeling slowly dissipates into nothing but a lingering worm eating at my brain.

Satisfied he turns on his heel, already walking down the hallway when you call out his name, rushing to keep up with him. Oh lord, he was starting to regret this action already. “Let me at least treat you to something! I usually have pack lunch so i dont have any money to buy school food but here.”

Your hand digs into your bag, quickly pulling out a plastic container. He cant see beyond the plastic, the aura of the dessert inside holding too much light for him to even imagine. He blinks and doesnt hesitate, taking the coffee jelly from your hands. “I made one for my friends, but you can have it instead! Tell me how it tastes.” You grin and then mumble something about having to revise for the next exam, running off down the hallway again.

Maybe it’s good to do nice things every once in a while, especially now he’s got a delicious snack for free.

[cherryfyre]

┃rafe cameron accepting charity? or is his charm more formidable than he thought?

The Midsummer’s Night Gala at the Island Club was the kind of event people spent weeks preparing for. Girls in the Kook world planned their dresses months in advance, held trial runs for hair and makeup, and booked photographers to capture their ‘spontaneous’ moments by the twinkling string lights. You? You’d pulled your look together three days ago and still managed to outshine every one of them.

The pale blue silk dress hugged your figure perfectly, the plunging neckline just shy of scandalous and the high slit on your left leg a subtle middle finger to the prudes circling the crowd. Your gold strappy heels, a last-minute splurge, glimmered under the chandeliers, and every step you took on the cobblestone patio sounded deliberate. You felt the eyes. You always did. But tonight, only one gaze mattered.

Rafe Cameron.

He was leaning against the bar, an untouchable picture of wealth and arrogance in a crisp white suit. His collar was open just enough to give a glimpse of his tanned chest, and his light brown hair looked purposefully messy, like he’d run his hands through it after some girl told him it was sexy. He hadn’t taken his eyes off you since you walked in, his lips curved in that half-smirk that made you want to slap him or kiss him, depending on the day.

You were standing with a group of your parents’ friends, humoring their compliments about how “grown-up” you looked, when you felt him approach. It was impossible to ignore Rafe’s presence. He didn’t walk—he prowled, his movements deliberate, like he knew the universe revolved around him.

“Martini,” he drawled, and you cursed the way your stomach flipped. “You look… breathtaking.”

You took a slow sip of champagne, refusing to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. “Wow, Rafe. Two whole syllables. Impressive.”

His smirk deepened as he slipped his hands into his pockets, looking you over with an intensity that should’ve felt invasive but somehow didn’t. “I aim to please.”

“You aim to annoy,” you shot back, your voice light but cutting.

“Maybe,” he admitted with a shrug, stepping closer. He was too close now—close enough that his cologne wrapped around you like a warm, dangerous hug. “But admit it, you missed me.”

You tilted your head, arching a brow. “Missed you? Rafe, this party is one of the highlights of the summer. Why would I waste my time thinking about you?”

“Because I’m the most interesting thing here,” he replied without missing a beat. His hand brushed against your arm, just enough to make your skin tingle.

“You’ve got a funny way of showing interest,” you quipped. “Staring at me from the bar for an hour? Bold move.”

“I wasn’t staring,” he said, feigning innocence. “I was… admiring. Big difference.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Rafe Cameron, admitting admiration? What’s next? A sincere apology?”

“Don’t push it,” he teased, his blue eyes glittering. “But you do look good, Martini. Like, ‘steal the crown and run the kingdom’ good.”

“Flattery won’t get you anywhere,” you replied, but your lips twitched despite yourself.

“Won’t it?” He stepped even closer, the space between you nearly nonexistent now. “Dance with me. Or are you too scared?”

Your eyebrows shot up. “Scared? Of you?”

“Of what’ll happen when you let yourself have fun,” he shot back smoothly.

You hated him. You hated how charming he was, how his cocky grin made your heart race, and how much fun it was to spar with him. Most of all, you hated how he always knew how to push just enough to get you to say yes.

So, against your better judgment, you let him take your hand and lead you to the dance floor.

The band had shifted into something slower, sultrier, and Rafe wasted no time pulling you close, one hand on your waist and the other holding your hand. “This isn’t so bad, is it?” he murmured, his lips close to your ear.

“You’re lucky I’m in a charitable mood,” you replied, but the warmth of his hand and the way he moved so effortlessly with you made it hard to sound convincing.

As the song played and his thumb brushed small circles against your hip, you found yourself forgetting the crowd, the party, and the fact that Rafe Cameron was supposed to be nothing more than an overconfident headache.

“You’re full of surprises,” he said softly, his eyes meeting yours in a way that felt too genuine.

“And you’re full of something else,” you shot back, but your voice wavered just enough to betray you.

Rafe grinned, his hand tightening slightly on your waist. “Guess that’s why you can’t stay away.”

You opened your mouth to fire back, but he spun you out and pulled you back in one smooth motion, making the world spin for just a moment.

Damn him. Damn him and his perfect suit and his perfect smirk and the fact that, for tonight at least, he felt like the most dangerous kind of fun.

[localchocobomerc]

ULTIMATELY CLOUD IS A LONELY PERSON WHO FINDS PEOPLE TO LOVE, WHO LOVE HIM FOR REAL!!!!!

[this-should-do]

me when i meet with my colleges first out trans teacher who is like a celebrity with me after one of my teachers puts me in contact with her again (i had interviewed said trans teacher 4 years prior and hadnt met with her since) and she tells me tjat my teacher had so many positive things to say about me, about how i was one of her brightest most well spoken students and that she (within like 5 minutes of having been talking) immediately sees exactly what my professor had been talking about and so many super implied positives about me that i would never had known about and i dod everything in my power to avoid prying for more details but even what i heard was soso nicies

[boyczar]

I am very sick of the notion that codependents are empathetic people. Codependents are extremely narcissistic in terms of their goals and behaviors. (Narcissistic, not saying they all have NPD, though some of them certainly do.) You are not an “empath”. You are not even in touch with your own feelings, you are simply hyper-vigilant, and often times your fight, flight, freeze, and especially fawn responses, are extremely off-putting and uncomfortable to even a slightly more well-adjusted person. I believe codependents and even Cluster B’s are capable of (total, not impaired) empathy, but only after reversing toxic patterns of relationship behavior. This, however, is in no way their FAULT. I would not say that being codependent or someone with any Cluster B personality disorder (who all have narcissistic traits) is in any way that person’s FAULT. But it unfortunately is their responsibility now. I do not view this relational style (of codependency or narcissistic) as unfixable or irreversible. I would argue that every single person who is codependent or has a Cluster B PD one hundred percent has C-PTSD. (There are people with C-PTSD who have done more healing work and do not fall into these categories but that’s not who I’m talking about.) If you are codependent or are in Cluster B, you have sustained significant trauma, most likely from your parents, and you now have a warped idea of healthy and acceptable communication. You most likely have sustained a thousand little cuts from them while growing up. Being belittled, shamed, degraded, devalued, discarded, threatened, ignored, neglected, silenced, and deemed completely unworthy of genuine love. That is unacceptable and even unforgivable in some cases. I would never condone that. I wish you healing forever.

But this trauma has created a shame core at the center of your self concept, causing you to set off on a lifelong journey to try to feel good about yourself, rather than actually give or receive love. I am sorry that this is harsh and blunt, I mean it with all compassion and understanding. I have been codependent myself and have struggled to be direct with people in the past out of fear and I became an enabler of some really terrible behavior. I was terrible myself. I was (unintentionally) manipulative, as are all codependents. I was selfish when I should have been brave enough to tell those around me what my intuition was warning me of (that we were all falling down a bad path.) I do not like who I was. It was not my fault but it is my responsibility to continue the forever journey of gathering self-awareness and growing. I am not done and I hope I never tire of learning how to be better. I hope you can take something away from this. I’m sorry I’m all over the place, I have a lot of thoughts and I’m over seeing codependent and narcissistic behavior continuing to be the norm. This is not from a self-righteous place, I most definitely have work to do, truly for the rest of my life, I just wanted to speak about the patterns I have noticed since starting to dismantle my own trauma and toxic patterning. I wish you all well.

[lambjock]

i think that viewing the little hope relationships as just ‘family’ ( specifically : blood family, ones with traditional roles and relationships, one bred from a nuclear familial structure ) has a habit of dismissing them entirely. it is not blood that binds them together, nor is it family structures, and throughout every iteration of their lives things change. sometimes they’re merely neighbors with a slim portion of blood relation, sometimes they’re bound by flimsy paper or war, and sometimes they’re students at a college following their professor around. the nature of their relationships change, as do their circumstances and surroundings, but they ( as a mismatched unit ) are eternally bound and divided by a child and an inherent, unescapable tragedy. the important aspect of their relationships is that they are agonized individuals who are stuck together and wouldn’t like to be. the important theme between them is that despite their determined suffering, all the bad ways they clash, and in spite of a bubbling self loathing so awful that it literally kills them, they have found love and comfort in each other anyway, or perhaps have realized a love that has always been there. there’s no ‘i love you as a daughter’ between angela and taylor, just as much as there isn’t any ‘i love you as a sibling’ between dennis and tanya. they just love each other. even the clarke family, arguably the most familial bond they have, still isn’t traditional. none of them are blood and all of them are strangers inside their own home. they don’t look alike and they don’t share dna and they typically don’t care for the facade of a family either, more content to treat each other like roommates at best, and that’s fascinating because why would they care? why would standard labels matter to souls as ancient as theirs? it’s just another flesh they adorn, it’s just another pain they’ll carry and shape and hate. idk! i just think forcing titles on it all is rather boring in nature, and actively hinders the genuine relationships there, in an attempt to have a rulebook of sorts to follow. i also just loathe how the found family trope is constantly turned into a literal family, when it was made to spit in the face of a nuclear family structure. but that’s just me <3

[phagodyke]

tried putting on my radiator for the first time this winter (we've had snow this week.... its focking cold) but it trips the fusebox for the entire flat lmfao. I'm fuuuucked 😐

[kath-artic]

guys.

[themindelectricdemo4]

s/o to this alter splitting from my second group of friends leaving me in 2023 over one of the most unhinged accusation but this alter drew fire art because of it so.....