#thats a decade like wow....
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blossom-star · 1 year ago
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Something before the day ends, boink boink
Happy 10th Anniversar for Wander Over Yonder🎉🎉🎉🎉
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atomicpirateperson · 7 months ago
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so I realized that around this time of the year is already past my 1 year anniversary of being hyperfixated on Rob?? time flies
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this is the timeline of how it happened according to some vague memories:
1. i happen to see some random video of The Rerun on like, YouTube I think
2. me: hmm i think that one eyed guy is giving some real gender envy– wait. oh no. its happening. he's the new Chosen One, isn't he
3. im not hyperfixated im not hyperfixated im not–
4. I AM SO FUCKING HYPERFIXATED I LOVE ROB FROM TAWOG HE MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME!!!!!!
5. rob is a major part of my life and my headspace now. i couldn't stop if I tried, because some part of my brain views him as an actual close friend, and therefore abandoning this hyperfixation would feel extremely cruel. i would never do that to him and therefore he will be my imaginary bestie/adoptive son forever. i will never grow out of it. i am perfectly okay with that
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squeakadeeks · 24 days ago
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ok so remember how i made that turbo giant compilation of every stitch in the ditch art i liked. well i did the same with Transient except it turns out ive drawn way way more for this OCverse so theres. a lot.
but yeah read more for a huge compilation of stuff for these guys
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marleemutt · 7 months ago
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carnivalcarriondiscarded · 8 months ago
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due to things lining up Horribly, no stream this weekend! and maybe not the next, either!
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daeluin · 10 months ago
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and i cried like the biggest fucking baby
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skylilac · 9 months ago
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this book is acruakly soooo disappointing
#i was thinking like oh religion and queer angels and culty stuff that sounds fun but its actually SO BORING#every fifteen pages he started talking abt his ex like i still love him and also hes ENGAGED???? but he keeps saying betrothed like a weirdo#and like hes literally still in love w his ex but i KNOW thats not the real li but hes talked to the real li like six times maybe#like why put a love triangle if everythings lame and boring#and like the workd building fucking sucks its so bad all i know is global warming made it rlly rlly hot#and ok i get this kinda dystopian setting is hard to pull off but why is it SO fucking jarring i keep forgetting its dystopia#and like listen i get queer rep being important but this is SO BAD.#its like modern queerness + future dystopian apocalypse and it fucking sucks#like nothing abt queerness evolved over the last few decades?? are you fr?? we’re still having the exact same queer discourse??#if youre gonna write a love letter to queer survival at least be fucking CREATIVE#im not buying that human culture stayed totally static except for global warming and a religious apocalypse#what abt race what abt sports what abt food what abt jewelry and clothes and ughhhh this is so boring#ok and the li also has no personality traits bc every time hes there alk the mc says is#wow! he has floppy hair! that he pushes back w bobby pins!#oh my i dont know how to use the bobby pins he gave me so im gonna dramatically throw them on the floor when we have our only fight!#ALL I KNOW IS. he has floppy hair it might be black#this book fucking sucksssss im so upset i hate gr reviews#avery rambles
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poisonousquinzel · 13 days ago
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self care is blocking the (hopefully????) clueless people in the tag who've drawn their "I really love both these characters" ships dressing up as Harley Quinn and her abuser for Halloween.
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quenthel · 3 months ago
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Im like fighting the urge to just ghost everyone and leave forever n delete my blog n just disappear.... Bc like it's what my haters would want. Also I keep thinking Abt disco Elysium when Kim said "[if you don't get your shit together] then the world will leave you behind" or the solution to the precarious world... Or harry trying to go back to nothingness and his psyche tells him he is the son of the world now and he is too much in it to leave... Yeah... This is somewhere to be... Sir Lancelot asking the green knight if this is all there is and him answering what else would there be or whatever....
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britneyshakespeare · 1 year ago
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Also I never knew that there was even a single color photograph of my grandparents' wedding in 1952. I've only ever seen the ones in black and white. Don't they look beautiful? Didn't I just come from the most gorgeous people?
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lesbienneanarchiste · 5 months ago
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"why does no one ever talk about Richard Armitage, he's so good-" girl we've been in the TRENCHES talking about him!!! Just bc you forgot he existed after Hannibal ended or BOTFA or whatever doesn't mean nobody's been talking about him!!!
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scottstiles · 1 year ago
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"hiding good stuff in the tags" YEAH thats where the good stuff BE. u never hearda buried treasure? that shit takes effort and like a good drash should belong to those who take the time and have the interest to go looking. not plastered over the cover on a billboard like "look how smart and cool i can be about someone else's post"
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truckstoptigers · 10 months ago
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I can't just be a normal person, can I? like that just isn't possible for me. there are things I will never be able to do. there are even more things I will never be able to do comfortably.
sometimes I can't brush my teeth because of what the motion reminds me of. sometimes I wait a few days too many to take a shower because I don't want to see my body. sometimes I think about cutting all my hair off because the last time it looked like this, I was still stuck with my father. the only difference is that my hair is dark brown now. I can't help but think I got it from him, because my mom is blonde & my grandma, her mother, is a redhead, and my uncle (mom's brother) has black hair. I don't want to share ANY features with that man - he was the one to drag me into hell - but my aunt makes a point sometimes to tell me I do. it makes me want to throw up.
in my head it's a constant stream of these memories on loop behind my eyes, and it never seems to end, stretching on into infinity. the worst moments of my life playing in technicolour over and over and over again, and I'm powerless to stop it. all I can really do right now is distract myself, but even that doesn't work sometimes. that's when I have to sneak away to the bathroom/outside so I can cry and not have anyone see me. sometimes I can't cry at all. sometimes I can't stop. I get nervous when random numbers I don't know call me multiple times a day because I'm scared that somehow, one of those men found me again. it's highly unlikely, but that doesn't soothe the fear any.
there's pictures and videos of me out there somewhere. I know there is. my father regularly took his own photos/videos so he could keep them for himself, but also so he could sell them. he had the men he sold me to pay extra if they wanted to 'document' anything for themselves. there might be indecent photos/videos of me as a child, being abused, on somebody's phone or laptop right now, and that disgusts me. there's nothing I can even do about it. I didn't have a choice. and now I'm nervous whenever I'm in front of a camera because I can't help but think about the camcorders and cameras and phones they used.
my appetite completely disappeared around the time I started recovering memories. a lot of the time I can go hours, even days, without feeling hungry once. I've lost around 30 or so pounds at this point. the last time it was this bad, I was 13, extremely depressed, constantly crying & suicidal. I can get myself to eat if I smoke a bowl, but otherwise it's like hunger doesn't even exist for me. I get hunger pangs, but none of the hunger that's supposed to come with them. sometimes I have to stop eating before I'm done because I start to gag.
I remember that my father would withhold food & drink from me basically whenever he wanted. or he would force them on me until I was gagging and, sometimes, throwing up, which I then was promptly punished for as if it was my fault. punishments always hurt. there was really only a few ways I could 'make it up to him,' as he would say, and all of them had to do with me laying down somewhere for him and letting him do what he wanted. whenever I make a mistake I still think of that, and it makes even the tiniest 'oops' turn into an anxious stomachache that lasts for hours because my hypervigilance kicks on and tells me something bad is about to happen to me for something as simple as dropping a cup that doesn't even break. I don't cry and hyperventilate anymore, and it took years to get to that point, but I'm still terrified every time.
I get nervous when random men stare at me a little too long in public because I can't help but think that maybe, just maybe, he was one of the many men who abused me, and he remembers what I don't. I get nervous when we're in a store and there's a man walking behind me - I can't get myself to calm down, even when they pass by. I feel like I have to be on guard 24/7 and I feel like the second I let it slip, something terrible will happen because I wasn't paying attention. even my own stepdad standing too close to me can trigger this response, and he has nothing to do w/ what my father was doing. I don't like to be crowded, but sometimes my stepdad will purposefully get into my space because he knows I don't like it. he doesn't know why I don't like it, but I shouldn't have to divulge my trauma for my boundaries to be respected. it makes me just as nervous as it does when it's a random man I don't know.
I don't get to be normal. I didn't even have a fucking personality before it started because I was literally a preschooler. I will never know the kind of person I could've been if none of this ever happened, and I will never get the childhood I should've had. I get to live with chronic pain that makes it hard for me to do anything but sit and wait for my meds to work. I get to have violently graphic flashbacks for no discernible reason that turn me into a sobbing, shaking mess for hours. I get to live with the fact that no one has to answer for the horrible things they did to me - at least, not in this life. I get to be severely traumatized to the point of constant fear that it will happen again. after all, it did happen again freshman year - just with someone else. and I can never be sure it won't ever happen again.
I can't be 'normal,' and I hate my father for that.
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arolesbianism · 16 days ago
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I'm doodling some concepts for a young adult Odile design and god I made her look like such a dork nerd. Absolutely not the vibe I was going for but I'm kinda charmed by her so I might roll with it
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muchmossymess · 20 days ago
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Bruh I just realised I've been putting off/forgetting to come out to my mother for like five years now 💀
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milfspiggy · 4 months ago
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ok that last post reminded me suddenly of this memory i have from one halloween, i don't actually remember how old i was but i was still young enough to go trick or treating?? but at like the tail end i think maybe. anyways we were going trick or treating with my cousin who was maybe like three or four at the time i think and she was dressed as a care bear and she was so excited both to be a care bear and to go trick or treating that she was running all around the house in her little care bear onesie but because it was a onesie and she wasn't wearing her shoes yet it was kind of slippery and she slipped and fell on her face and i think bit her lip maybe?? idk all i remember is that there was blood and she was absolutely SOBBING and it upset me so much to see her in pain and crying like that that it made ME cry and every time i remember that it makes me cry all over again :((( just picturing that tiny little kid with blood on her face crying in her care bear costume :((( i felt so so bad.... well anyways we still went trick or treating later and i kept giving her some of my candy :,(
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