#posts i might regret later

[ridragon]

I could handle tumblr fame [ignoring that every single one who was asked about it says it's pretty awful especially if it's your personal blog]

[brynnmclean]

Honestly, my kingdom for the fourth wall to be back in place between fandom and show cast/crew/runners. I still have mixed feelings about that post I made being sent to a cast member, folks. Glad it was a positive posts, but damn! Let us all keep our separate spaces, perhaps?

[complexraspberry]

Roku Week Day 7: Regret

[id: a digital illustration. Set during "The Avatar and The Fire Lord" the image shows Roku back onto the viewer, kneeling on the ground. His hair and robes are blowing wildly in the wind. He is surrounded by fiery embers, thick smoke and ash, and the landscape around him is lit ablaze. Above him in the burning sky, is Sozin's dragon flying away into the distance. Ash and lava are breaking the border as it rushes toward Roku. /end id]

The moment he realizes how fuck the situation is and there is nothing he can do to stop it

[dailykeiji]

today's keiji is: possibly my most self indulgent keiji yet

[krisalyce]

fintan gardens too much are we sure he’s not growing weed in there

[neildrawn]

🏳️‍⚧️op/model is a man🏳️‍⚧️

There's nothing wrong with my body/Fat is not a dirty word.

fetish blogs please do not interact :)

I've always had a hard time with my body image, and today I sort of hit a height of it, not really for any reason in particular. I remembered how, when Brye's Diet Culture first dropped, friends of mine made jokes about how they felt the song was annoying and over-dramatic. (And I know their worst fear is to look like me/And that fact makes me want to kill somebody.) I remembered how invisible that made me feel, to hear a song that so perfectly encapsulated my struggles, fears, and journey of growth be dismissed like that. I guess I just wanted to paint? I did this very quickly and if you look too closely you can absolutely tell, but it did make me feel a lot better. It was a weird feeling, to look at a painting I was making of a body I've hated for so long and truly feel, in my heart, that it was beautiful. (I'm taking up the space that is rightfully mine.)

There's nothing wrong with my body/"Fat" is not a dirty word/If my body tells me something/I will make sure it is heard/If my body is a vessel/I will give it what it needs.

I will not betray my body, no matter what they think of me.

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

I want a ship war *people raising their pitchforks* to happen in the Roku fandom. *people lower the pitchforks, confused* That only yaoi fans can deliver.

I want 30 page analyses on which ship is better: Rozin (Sozin/Roku) or Yazin/Sosu(?) (Yasu/Sozin).

And then I need 30 more pages on why one char is the uke/bottom and the other is the seme/top.

Then I need the yuri fans to grab a sword and draw blood while they figure out the same for Zeisan and who she should be with: Dalisay vs Rioshon. Or if both Rioshon and Dalisay should cut their losses and kiss instead.

C'mon fandom I believe in you. Deliver on these ship wars 2000s internet era style. It's not delivery, it's toxicity~! uwu

[lyoneve]

I need to scream into the void for a bit. Just get some thoughts and feelings off my chest.

I really fucking miss tumblr, making ofmd fanart, even to some extent following the drama (that's a lie, the drama stressed me the fuck out).

It gave me such a wonderful escape when I was at a place in my life where I really needed it. I've thought a lot about coming back but one big thing that stops me every time is that I lost my biggest supporter last year. Mom got diagnosed with, and died from cancer. All in the span of nine months or so. She was the first person I showed my fanart to every time. She was always so amazed and excited and couldn't wait for me to post it on here. She would send me messages to tell me to check my reblogs and look at the wonderful and funny tags people left me. She would text me before i woke up to tell me how many notes I had got over night.

She's the one that got me into fandom in general when I was 12 or 13 (back then it was the x-files).

I hope some day I feel like I have the time and energy to start making fanart again. Because it gave me so much joy and gave me the inspiration to draw again. I think I'm just afraid that the "bitter" would outway the "sweet" now that she's not here to see it.

(Oh and yeah I watched season 2, but looking back, I was in complete survival mode and I got almost nothing out of watching it. So that sucks. She also watched it but got too sick before she got to watch the season finale. So she never knew that Izzy died, and I don't know if I'm glad or sad that she didn't see it.)

[raileurta]

Terrible bad boy t-shirts I would make if I had the time and energy to do so.

Here's a extra Grian and Mumbo shirt I made for fun.

[vylanka]

mending wounds (work in progress)

[incorrectbatfam]

Why are you asking this stuff?

Legit I'm in a spreadsheet mood

[wibblewomble]

Ajin Week 2023 Day 1: Black Matter

Almost a whole month late to Ajin week but...hahaha heyyy...

[starflungwaddledee]

been working on answering a prompt i received in an ask the other day, and so i'm back thinking about... the Thing... 💖🎀 and thought maybe prompt doodles might help me work through this a little?

so uhhh.... if by any wild chance anyone has any ship suggestions for starstruck...??? feel free to send them through!

[gumdefense]

Made this in 3 seconds bc I’m in a hurry but I got possessed and had to do it

[boilingcowboy]

menstrual cycle apps should have a reminder that tells you “hey! btw the suicidal tendencies ? yeah those come from your uterus! no need to commit to the bit” i think that would be really helpful actually

[twilight-princess240]

I'm probably going to regret posting this and might delete it at some point, who knows, but I want to get this off my chest. I'll probably regret doing this on a public post on Tumblr later.

Is it weird to miss someone who you've only talked to briefly on here who deactivated their account for a reason or another, and since you don't know if there's any other social media out there they have along with the fact that you still didn't talk to them much, you'll probably never encounter them again?

Because that happened to me. I found an account by chance while perusing Tumblr, and I was interested in what posts were on there despite them being 18+ and NSFW. I honestly liked the content when looking through it and I even sent a message through the ask function admitting as such despite being unusually shy for some reason, maybe because at the time I didn't post anything (until my rant about my girl Alyssa Targaryen not too long ago) and I usually prefer to keep to myself.

I admittedly wasn't sure what the response would be and suddenly I felt like the biggest shrinking violet on the planet at the time. It was probably because it was the first time I had ever sent an ask on anyone's account, not to mention this was probably the first guy I reached out to on my own initiative outside of those I was already comfortable around on Discord. I was so nervous and to a certain extent, scared, because even though I was 22 at the time I never knew I could be so shy. I must have been pretty red in the face from my shyness too.

But he reached out to me about my ask through Tumblr's messages function, and he was honestly really kind. In the first message he sent to me, he thanked me for the kindness in my ask, and I was so surprised that he directly reached out to me that not only did my shyness kick in full force, I admittedly didn't respond to it for a month. When I finally responded, he understood I was shy for reasons I couldn't explain at the time, and surprisingly, despite my shyness still lingering, I felt comfortable around him. He assured me that he didn't feel uncomfortable about the fact that I liked a lot of his posts, which I was feeling really conscious about and had admitted to him. I felt like I could come out of my shell at least a bit, open up a little, at least to the point where I was willing to keep talking to him if we could. There were times where there were bumps in the road, where I wasn't sure if we had gotten off on the wrong foot or something or I was wondering if I was annoying or a load because of a tendency to just run my mouth at times, but overall I honestly enjoyed talking to him and his company even if it was solely through Tumblr's messages function.

However, it wasn't for long. We only talked for a few months, and even then, it was really brief and spread out partially due to different time zones. He was dealing with a lot of hate from anons who knew they could get away with it because they could hide behind screens. It was one of the key reasons if not the key reason why he eventually deactivated his blog, last year actually, and probably hasn't returned. Our final exchange, in October last year, was me wishing him luck since he was deleting his blog and possibly not returning, and he thanked me and wished me the best as well. And we both moved on with our lives.

But here's why I think I'm weird when concerning this topic and for even writing all this. It's because somehow, I miss him and feel a wish to reconnect with him and talk with him again. Aside from us talking very sparsely, I'm not sure if we even really knew each other after our message exchanging. As a result of all that, I feel like I shouldn't miss him. Yet I do, and I feel a strange desire to reconnect with him and talk with him again. I try to quash those feelings because not only will it probably never happen, to an extent I feel like it doesn't feel right to miss him and want to reconnect with him after only exchanging messages with him briefly and it being almost a year since he left.

Oh boy, this was practically an essay. While I do feel a bit better about getting this off my chest, I'm probably going to be cringing at myself for this and considering when to delete it as well. It scares me a bit, the fact that even though I didn't mention the person's name at all, someone might still figure out who I'm talking about and somehow get it to him. Well, it's still up in the air as to whether this is going to be deleted or not, but it all depends on how much I regret posting this and how mortified and conscious I feel at least a bit later over even writing this to begin with.