#tell people you're proud of them

[iwanttobepersephone]

Ok but that scene in Burning Bridge where Gilan is talking about his dad?? I'm gonna cry that's so sweet. He's so proud of his dad. I'd be proud of my dad too. I'm melting we need more people who are proud of their dads

[jedi-starbird]

No one ever tells Obi-Wan that he is his Master's padawan.

Of course, for most people who had known Qui-Gon Jinn, telling someone else they resembled the the man would in fact be a thinly veiled insult. But still, Obi-Wan feels the absence of comparisons almost as strongly as he feels the absence of his Master.

There is no one for Obi-Wan to push against now, no strong presence at his side, ready to grab him by scruff and pull him back from another reckless stunt. It's an odd feeling. He has been set loose against his wishes. There is no one to his left and Anakin at his heels, but Anakin had needed, still needs, a strong, gentle figure for his prickly but sensitive heart. For even their worst bickering could not hold a candle to the scathing remarks he and Qui-Gon had shot at each other and Obi-Wan knows he cannot push and needle Anakin in the same way.

When Qui-Gon had been alive they had been an amusing, mirrored pair, the maverick and his rule-following padawan. Opposites clashing against each other, yet working together to complete the most difficult missions. Few saw that Qui-Gon's impertinence had indeed rubbed off on his padawan, cultivated from that small, angry initiate, because the only way to rebel against the rule-breaker had been to parrot the Council fastidiously. No one would ever get to see that again. Obi-Wan is one half of a mirrored pair trying to complete a routine on his own. What once was an impish, teasing compliance is now a betrayal of all his Master's values.

"How could Qui-Gon raise such a model Jedi?" He hears them say, "It's admirable that Master Kenobi was appointed to the Council despite his Master's maverick ways."

Padawan Kenobi would have yelled and kicked and screamed. Master Kenobi is serene. It should feel like an achievement. It feels like a disappointment.

Sometimes, Obi-Wan looks at the shape of the man he has moulded himself into, and aches to be his Master's padawan.

[irritablepoe]

You know what's fucking stupid? The little mean voice inside my head that tells me being in a fandom is childish and "aren't you too old for that" and "aren't you feeling ridiculous caring (and projecting) so much for/onto fictional characters" bc literally no MUM, I'm in fact just doing what I love and it's cruel that I feel ridiculous to this day that I'm building up my personality through fictional characters bc I never knew who I really was and fandoms are giving me the opportunity to explore that. Yes ofc that's not "normal" or whatever but is it really that bad? Like I'm feeling better through that, it's giving me motivation to do things. So yeah... Thanks.. another reason I have to unlearn shame I suppose.

[lizzerswillpoststuffmethinks]

Spoiler: I didn't go to sleep. But I will shortly after this post

[serabellyms]

i hate that feeling when i'm writing w/ a new mutual or a mutual that I haven't written with much and don't know what's too long of a reply that's gonna scare them off

so ig this is my way of saying to the dash: if you're not intimidated by long replies sometimes PLEASE let me know directly bc this vibe literally results in me deleting and rewriting replies to people multiple times when the first few were probably just fine to send and i'm instead overthinking how much content i'm putting in it when that particular mutual would've just gone with the flow--

[novelconcepts]

i don't make resolutions, but if i did

it would be to finish this fic

(and to be kind to myself for however long it takes to actually do so)

[theinfinitedivides]

identity theft being pushed by a practicing lawyer we're seeing the vision

[highwaydiamonds]

starting a new job tomorrow (monday) morning and am feeling about 72 (million) different things all at once because of it

[damiemontclair]

Omfg I hate instagram sometimes. If somebody says they don't like something, you don't fucking put it in their food. Especially not disguised and then telling them you didn't put it in the food. Its not cute and you're not "in the right" or "proving that its not bad/that nothing bad happens when eating it". You don't know why the person doesn't want to eat it. Yeah, maybe "nothing bad happens". Or maybe you'll be the reason this person broke religious tenets or the reason they broke some self-imposed rules* or you could be the reason this person has to go to the ER or the reason this person dies to an allergic reaction.

People should not have to justify why they don't want to eat something to have their preferences respected. And you should be ashamed of yourself if you do this and brag about it on social media. Consent doesn't just apply to sex. No means no.

[giantkillerjack]

pssst.... there are a lot of queer christians! their experiences and faith are valid. it sucks you weren't able to jive with the church, but don't act like its impossible because of your sexuality when many other lgbt folx have managed just fine

My friend, you do you, but being a faggot dyke tranny helped keep me out of an abusive organization, and for me and all of my formerly religious friends, that is that.

[thatwitchrevan]

Miles

[speeding-fox]

So just a question. How do you know what the characters are saying in bakugaiden? almost all of the episodes don't have English subs.

Here's the kicker:

I actually DON'T understand what the characters are saying most of the time. I can only make out a couple words.

I just like listening to the voices and enjoy watching shenanigans as they happen.

[sylkweaver]

A heads up for the upcoming being a little sad and personal, but... this post made me think about something that happened to me.

The thing that made me and my mom stop talking was... well, it was a lot of things. But it basically boiled down to one big argument. The argument was about a lot of things, mainly me being trans and what I planned to do with my life.

I had just gone through hell and majorly changed up my life. I had just become stable and gotten a new job again. I was seeing a therapist for the first time and feeling like it was really helping. I was doing everything I could to improve myself and... make somebody proud.

But it was never enough for her. Despite all the things I had to tell her, the changes I had made, she wanted to focus on what I hadn't done. On the things that she was disappointed in me for and that she disapproved of (one of them being me starting hormones secretly while under my grandparents roof [nevermind that it was literally saving my life and also curing my depression]). She wanted to focus on what I wanted in life and how I was going to eventually become independent again.

The end of our conversation came to a head when I was full on crying, admitting to her and to myself for the first time what I wanted in life. That I wanted her to tell me that she was proud of how good I was doing. For once in my life, I just wanted her to tell me that she was proud of me. I was sitting in my room full on sobbing that I had done so much and I just wanted her to say that she was proud of my progress and that I was doing well.

She outright refused me. She told me "I can't." She left me there after that, crying alone and confused about why she couldn't do something so simple.

It destroyed me. That was the last time I talked to her for two years. I had full on panic attacks when I heard my grandparents (whom I was staying with at the time) talking to her on the phone in another room. I was, still am, terrified of her.

But I didn't want to just talk about that.

It was sometime two years after that I realized just how much damage she'd done to me. I forget what I was doing at this point. I think maybe I was talking to a friend about something? I think maybe it might have had to do with my writing, but who's to say. I was telling this person about something I had done and I was happy with it.

She said "I'm really proud of you" and I froze in place. Instant tears. Like, full on sobbing, heavy stream of tears. Nothing before had ever brought me to tears so quickly. I could feel those words piercing straight through my soul because it was all I wanted to hear for so long. I had long since giving up on hearing it from anyone and I didn't realize just how sad that was until that moment. Those words broke me and rebuilt me. I didn't realize how powerful five words could be until those five words reached into my soul and freed me from the years of trauma I had weighing upon me. I didn't realize until then just how much she had broken me.

My mom will never be proud of me. She still hasn't said it. We've talked a few times since, once in person, and she still didn't say it then. I know she won't. I don't talk to her anymore. If she called me, I know I'd be anxious and terrified, so I'm glad she doesn't care enough to call me.

But there are other people in my life who tell me that they're proud of me. Sometimes I finish a chapter and one of my friends will say it. It doesn't make me cry anymore, but it still means a lot to me. So... thanks to everyone who's proud of me. All I want is to continue to make u all proud.

consider: teenagers aren’t apathetic about everything they’re just used to you shitting all over whatever they show excitement about

[teaboot]

Passing on an important conversation I had with a family member the other day

Them: Gay people make me uncomfortable.

Me: (Queer, bluescreening) Uhhhhhhh

Them: I ean, I don't mind gay people, I just don't like the ones that are all in your face about it.

Me: What do you mean

Them: : I mean, like. It's fine if you're gay, you can be gay, that's not something you can change- there's just a time and a place, you know? You shouldn't be making it everyone else's business

Me: I don't know what you mean. Can you give me an example?

Them: Uhhhhh.

Them: Okay, so I was at a bar with my buddy a while back, right? And this gay person comes up to me, right, and they start flirting

Them: And I tell them, you know, I'm straight, and I'm married, right?

Me: Right

Them: And like. They kinda laugh it off, but they keep doing it. Making these comments, being all flamboyant, saying I have a nice ass, trying to give me their number in case I wanna "switch teams".

Them: And I'm sitting there like... hey, no problem with your whole lifestyle and all, but I told you I'm not interested. I'm married.

Them: That kinda thing. The whole "out and proud, cant shut me down" thing

Them: Like, leave that shit at home

Me:

Me: So it's like when a pretty lady is at a bar, and some guy comes over and won't leave her alone?

Them: Yeah

Me:

Me: So that's not a gay people thing, that's just flat-out sexual harassment

Them: what

Me: Your problem isn't gay people, it's assholes

Them:

Them: Well that sure would have sounded better, huh

[ame-to-ame]

Rereading ayaka is in love with Hiroko senpai!!! Last time I read it I don't think it was finished/I didn't finish it but ack. Now I also want to be in love 😭😭😭

[homunculus-argument]

Another worldbuilding application of the "two layer rule": To create a culture while avoiding The Planet Of Hats (the thing where a people only have one thing going for them, like "everyone wears a silly hat"): You only need two hats.

Try picking two random flat culture ideas and combine them, see how they interact. Let's say taking the Proud Warrior Race - people who are all about glory in battle and feats of strength, whose songs and ballads are about heroes in battle and whose education consists of combat and military tactics. Throw in another element: Living in diaspora. Suddenly you've got a whole more interesting dynamic going on - how did a people like this end up cast out of their old native land? How do they feel about it? How do they make a living now - as guards, mercenaries? How do their non-combatants live? Were they always warrior people, or did they become fighters out of necessity to fend for themselves in the lands of strangers? How do the peoples of these lands regard them?

Like I'm not shitting, it's literally that easy. You can avoid writing an one-dimensional culture just by adding another equally flat element, and the third dimension appears on its own just like that. And while one of the features can be location/climate, you can also combine two of those with each other.

Let's take a pretty standard Fantasy Race Biome: The forest people. Their job is the forest. They live there, hunt there, forage there, they have an obnoxious amount of sayings that somehow refer to trees, woods, or forests. Very high chance of being elves. And then a second common stock Fantasy Biome People: The Grim Cold North. Everything is bleak and grim up there. People are hardy and harsh, "frostbite because the climate hates you" and "stabbed because your neighbour hates you" are the most common causes of death. People are either completely humourless or have a horrifyingly dark, morbid sense of humour. They might find it funny that you genuinely can't tell which one.

Now combine them: Grim Cold Bleak Forest People. The summer lasts about 15 minutes and these people know every single type of berry, mushroom and herb that's edible in any fathomable way. You're not sure if they're joking about occasionally resorting to eating tree bark to survive the long dark winter. Not a warrior people, but very skilled in disappearing into the forest and picking off would-be invaders one by one. Once they fuck off into the woods you won't find them unless they want to be found.

You know, Finland.