#the original confession blog

[falloutconfessions]

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Now you're gonna make my eyes get wet...

Ruckus

[humanvoreture]

I can’t cage my jealousy so I’ll have to just cage you.

[nyamikawaii]

forever stuck between i’ll kill anything that hurts you and i’ll hurt you myself

[cutely-inserts-my-opinion]

Dark Sun saying that every choice Nexus made was his own makes me want to jump over a table to smack him because that is so just genuinely untrue.

mhmmm

[s0uth3park]

I think Clyde gets mischaracterised a lot as a peppy jock in fandom. Not even jock in the sense he does sports though that is sometimes the case. But… he’s not. Sure, it’s canon (as per Sarcastaball) that he gives the best hugs out of the boys. Sure he wears a letterman jacket a few times throughout the show. Sure he cries sometimes. But he’s not emotive. He can dedicate himself to a role (Mosquito in TFBW) in the way Craig can’t — but he’s also a lot like Craig in the sense that he’s just. Done. Not emotive, monotone. He’s not Craig, but he’s not this expressive jock either. It’s just interesting the majority of the fandom doesn’t really get that.

[mel-loly]

“Sunset”

David and Axel's love confession.

-Beneath the setting sun's embrace,

We find our love in twilight's grace,

Colors blend in a fiery hue,

Reflecting dreams shared by us two.

The sky whispers its soft goodbye,

As stars awaken in the sky,

Hand in hand, hearts intertwine,

In the glow, forever mine.

“Poem” made by: me/Melissa.

[notes-from-anathan]

He called me selfish,

even though my hands were used for giving. So, I painted myself Machiavellian red while he read to me all the "whys" like verses. Each word he summoned drilled into my temples until I bled through my eyes, and I tried to catch every tear with my hands tightly cupped. But they still slipped through, falling along with all my hopes, all my love that I had stopped feeling. My heart's flesh turned into cold, rusty iron. He was right, I convinced myself. It was a way of coping; I colored myself with all the names I memorized from his verses to build my identity. I called myself evil every night and cringed at the compliments people gave me, all because I believed what he said: I am selfish.

-Ana Thān 10.23.23

[some-pers0n]

I think one of the biggest red flags every (or a general sign of illiteracy) is when people say something like "how they wished Darkstalker and Clearsight could've worked out in the end." Sweetie, the entire point of their relationship was that it was horrible from the start. Did it seriously take you until Darkstalker started killing dragons and talking about taking over the world to think that maybe it wasn't a good relationship? Even before the earring and all, he was still pretty possessive and controlling. Their entire relationship was Clearsight basically trying to avoid the extremely obvious futures where Darkstalker turned out to be a genocidal maniac. She was holding out for the idealized version of Darkstalker. That was the dragon she loved the most.

It was never good. It was an abusive relationship. Trying to deny it is pretty much ignoring the entire point. A tragedy in all sense of the word, with Clearsight trying so, so hard to avoid the inevitability that was Darkstalker's fate.

[evil-mcytblrconfessions]

tumblr kww fandom was formed seperately from most other social media corners of the fandom. and that leads to silly things like the commonly used name "kww collab" and kenfies vs kenifies. and probably more. cedar if theres any more im forgetting that u know of say them pls

(in response to this confession)

[theinfernalcalypso]

... I can. Have a little crush. As a treat.

*proceeds to stalk their blog for every ask I send, being too skittish to come off of anon. Likes each one like im putting sticky notes in a box to reread later*

... yeah. This probably won't blow up in my face again. Maybe.

[the-way-astray]

dropping an anti keefe post later today. be warned.

[humanvoreture]

I think I'm in a healthy relationship and then I'm holding myself together on the floor over you wanting to spend time with your friends. I can't be normal. I just can't. I only want you to have me.

[nyamikawaii]

how dare you have other friends… what the f$#& do you think you’re doing?! do you love me or not? i should be the only thing you think about!

[ticklechambers]

Make it better.

[sweetfessions]

I’ll claim the 🫀 tag if that’s alright!

I don’t like what the current state of mogaiblr is now. Blogs have gotten so much more harder to read + inaccessible & as someone who joined (+left) mogaiblr over a year ago, its gotten so much more difficult especially since mogaiblr doesn’t care about your coins/terms if they don’t fit the general cutesy/pink aes. And blog layouts .. its like people forgot about color theory & contrast they’re so painful to look at sometimes especially as someone with extreme visual impairment

Another thing to mention is that people need to drop their tq when needed. Replycons & titles are cute and all I guess but using them when discussing serious topics (namely the koa callout post, as well as another that I can’t quite remember the name of) comes off as weird & insensitive in a way I can’t describe but .. I do hope that’s somewhat understandable

It’s so frustrating to see all of this as someone who used to be a coiner back around early 2023 .. it’s been an issue since then (& probably even before then) & it’s gotten worse which .. yaay

Okay thats all .. I think! Ahh sorry for the rant it’s somethinf that I’ve wanted to bring up on my blog but was rather hesitant about it so I decided to ramble about it here. 💤

This. This is one of the best things I've read on this blog.

[inklessletter]

Confession time: I actually gave you a brush of this in previous confession times, but making the masterlist post I have just realized how brutally confident I just grew this June.

It's silly, but I'm getting emotional because of it. About eighteen months ago I started taking classes of digital art, although I've been drawing all my life, at some point I just stopped and it was suddenly ten years since I last picked up a pen and paper. I never, ever, have done digital art before last year.

It was good for me, I grew confident and I started showing what I did. I have very old folders full with traditional drawings since I was a little munchkin, but I have never shown those before in public. I wanted to take that back, the skill, the willing, the inspiration.

Last year I made some friends because of this artistic spree, but it ended up real bad. Like, real, real bad. Abandoning my nickname and fleeing social media for months bad. Going back to not showing my stuff in public. Losing everything I have been building up slowly, and that's how I got here.

I needed to leave my own mind behind and find something that gave me comfort and closure, so I came back to Stranger Things, something I liked in the loneliness of my bedroom, something that it felt like mine because no one around me loved it so much. I started reading fanfics, I've got a folder in my e-book with more than 200 of them (97% steddie). Then I started to feel that maybe I needed to take out some venom of my system, and I started writing some, even if it wasn't in my native language and I was terrified of making mistakes, because I just got the lesson that people hiding behind screens and shielded by anonymity could be ruthless, and cruel, and won't bat an eye if someone blatantly breaks you publicly.

But that didn't happen, and even if I had no range, I felt better writing, so I kept doing it. It felt like finally healing.

I eventually picked up the digital pencil again, believe me, with a lot of fear, after months of my last drawing. I'm talking from August to March. I just didn't want another ten years without drawing to pass. It felt like a baby step. A terrifying, unsure and shaking baby step.

I just didn't realize until today, making the masterlist, that I have done sixteen full illustrations in June. Sixteen. That's one (and a little bit) every two days. That's half a month drawing nonstop in my free time.

I don't know when I fell in love with it again.

I don't know many things.

But I know one: I'm grateful to be here, growing a little bit fearless everyday of just being me.

So, if you actually bothered to read all the way down here, let me thank you for being nice to a stranger. Keep doing it, you never know how much someone you don't know can be affected by a single nice act.