#you're safe with me i promise

[churchofthemimic]

would anyone dance in the empty JCpenney with me?

[crowliphale]

So just for fun, how does Lillian fee about clowns? Does she share Gideons dislike or are they opposites.

As a teen/young adult she dislikes them, but not to the same degree Gideon does 🙏 for her it's like, she'll GET passionate about it when she's riffing with her Pa, but in most other contexts they just kinda make her uncomfortable. She's less angry at them and more disgusted? Borderline scared?

However, when she was a kid, if Kremy had to comfort her after she woke up from an all-too-consistent nightmare about a big red nose and something about chlamydia, well, that's between them... 🤫

[blindmagdalena]

Heeyy a bit of a self indulgent ask here but I had a phobia/trauma trigger today and it caused me to have a messy sobbing panic attack. Do you have anything on how Homelander would deal with his s/o having a panic attack like that? almost completely inconsolable. I know this is self serving and indulgent and I’m sorry for over sharing homelander is a comfort character for me and you write him exquisitely. If you’re not comfortable with this just ignore

Homelander was sixteen when he had his first panic attack. He'd flown further and faster away than he'd ever had the freedom to and collapsed in a dense woodland, sobbing and rocking his body against the cool forest floor.

He'd pulled his hair so hard it should have come loose, grit his teeth so tightly they should have cracked, and choked so badly on his own constricting throat that it should have caved in.

They didn't. He's invulnerable, after all. As solid as marble.

It was the first attack, but not the last.

That's how he recognizes it so quickly in you.

"Hey," he says, ears attuned to the rabbit-like pound of your heart. "Heyy, hey, it's okay. I'm right here, you see me? Hey." He's only just found you, he doesn't know yet what your trigger was, but he can ascertain that later.

Your staccato breaths and sharp sobs, the sea salt smell of tears streaking your cheeks, are nearly enough to rouse his own panic by proxy. He needs it to stop. He needs you to stop. He cares about you too much for you to scare him like this.

"Hey, you hear me?" He asks, cupping either side of your face. You can't answer through it. Your tongue is gnarled with panic and you're sobbing so hard he fears you'll choke yourself on it. He's not even sure you see him.

He takes you into his arms, one moving smoothly around your waist while the other cups the back of your head. He holds gently at first, grip gradually tightening, compressing your body against his in the hopes that the hammer of your heart will meet and match the steady beat of his own.

"Sssshhhhhhh," he shushes by your ear, lifting you just enough to keep you on your feet, but take from you the weight of your own body.

"I've got you. Whatever it is, it's okay. It's okay. I've got you. M'gonna take care of it, alright? Ssshh," he says, rocking you the same way he used to rock himself in the corner of the bad room, soothing himself with the thump of his own skull against those sterile white walls.

He knows it's working when you slip your arms around him in turn. He continues to hush you, whispering more honeyed assurances in your ear, the core sentiment always the same.

I'm here. You're safe. I love you.

It's everything he can think that he always wanted to hear in these moments of raw, horrifically human weakness.

Eventually, your breaths begin to even out, though your heart continues to thunder in his ears, still convinced that the danger hasn't yet vanished. He tries not to take that personally and scoops you up the rest of the way into his arms.

"That's it, just like that," he coos, pressing a firm kiss to your forehead. "Breathe. Breathe. Good... Light as a feather now, okay? Like you can fly," he tells you, sharing the greatest comfort he's ever known. His only real escape has always been his weightlessness, the ability to shed gravity at will. He uses his strength in an attempt to share even a sliver of that sense of freedom with you.

Maybe it works, maybe it doesn't. All he knows is that your heart starts to slow alongside the flow of your tears. He kisses your wet cheeks, the bridge of your nose, your forehead. He whispers praise and love with each one, voice barely above a whisper.

"I'm sorry," you choke out. He's appalled that would be your first instinct.

"Don't," he says firmly, though his voice is still low. "Don't. I can carry it for you. Carry you. What's the point of super strength otherwise?" He murmurs, a smile playing at the edges of his lips.

You almost smile back, and that's enough for him. He kisses the crease between your brows until it smooths, and the highs of your cheeks until the tears dry up, and your lips until they're ready to speak again.

He'll hold you for as long as it takes your body to realize the threat was only ever in your mind, and that there isn't a thing in this goddamn world he would ever let hurt you.

[everypanelofizuku]

Chapter 96 - Home Visits

[cosmicsproutcake]

It's so weird and funny to me when antis will be like "coping with taboo fiction is fine, but don't you understand you can't post it because people might get off to this!?!?"

Like what a stranger masturbates to is any of my business at all.

[teathattast]

So what you doing Monday?

Doing Tuesday?

What you doing every day for the rest of your life?

'Cause that's where I'll spend mine

°•☆•°♡°•☆•°

And just like that

We fell so fast

And I can't help it

And I don't want to

[bilesproblems]

So about the people asking me if they can be a lesbian: I'm not the gatekeeper of the lesbian label or the mspec lesbian community. I don't get to decide who's allowed and who's not. I'm an unemployed autistic 18 year old with a tumblr blog who sits on her phone all day. I don't want to be given the power to decide who can and can't be a lesbian. I do understand wanting someone to validate you and your identity - that's why I give it to people when they ask. Because that's a normal thing to want, you want someone to tell you that it's okay and makes sense if you're doubting yourself. But while I can do that for people, you are allowed to identify as a lesbian with or without my permission. You don't need anyone's permission for that matter, you only need your own. I am not a high authority on mspec lesbians just because I made a themed tumblr side blog and people found me entertaining or helpful. Anyone can do that.

I'm not mad at anyone - I hope I don't come across that way - because I do understand. But the place I'm at in my inclusionism doesn't include needing permission to identify as a lesbian, or not being allowed to identify as you wish, and it would go against my stances there to just give permission without making it clear that my permission isn't necessary. I'm flattered that you guys think of me highly enough to value my opinion, but I am still just a teen with a tumblr. I have made a joke poll about being the "ceo of bi lesbianism" but I would rather take that silly title as meaning I can give good information about the community and people in it, doing my best to represent everyone when I make arguments even when I don't experience everything the same way. I want that to mean I'm a safe place for people to go to feel validated and share struggles and connect with the community. I don't want it to mean that I check everyone at the door to make sure they're valid. What makes me so special that I get to decide? I mean I value my opinion over an exclusionist's because I have more knowledge and I'm not a reactionary but I still don't believe anyone has the right to decide who gets to be a lesbian, not even me. A core principle of being an inclusionist, is that everyone has a right to self identification, and "validity" is bullshit. Me deciding if someone can or can't be a lesbian isn't much better than an exclus deciding it, regardless of if we give different answers or not. It would still be practicing gatekeeping to get to choose.

If people in the future want to ask me for validation on their identity, consider alternate wording! You can ask "hey Lun, do you think it makes sense for me to identify as a lesbian?" You can ask "I'm considering identifying as a lesbian. [x experience here.] What do you think?" You can ask "hey red this is my experience. If you had this experience do you think you would call yourself a lesbian too?" You can ask "can you give me some validation on my identity please?" That's all fine. Those keep it to just my opinions and thoughts, but aren't permission. You can tell me you're going to identify as a lesbian because it's your favorite pride flag and I might think that's a strange reason to identify as a lesbian, and if you ask my opinion I'll probably say as such, but I'm not going to assume authority to say you CANNOT identify as a lesbian because I think the reason is weird. It's just not my place to decide. My place is just to make people feel accepted, safe, and happy, and to spread good information to people seeking it.

[tsenya]

briefly coming back before finals to say rip bozo to the healthcare CEO who made his money off of killing people by denying them healthcare. sucks to suck!

[angeart]

I love how this all basically started with an Anon that said, "I wish you'd write a fic with this really cool concept"

And you went, "hey this is great! Care to specify?"

And when anon specifies the concept more you went, "hey this concept is awesome! Would love to hear more"

And anon went, "you like it :0 heres a poem" and everyone went crazy over the poem and the anon now just writes the fic that they originally wanted. It's hilarious!

It really goes to show that positive reinforcement can encourage people to write!

- flower Anon

yeah!! do not underestimate the power of encouragement! every little show of interest or positive engagement matters so so much for things like these, and can make a big difference <3

[juliareed]

Sing, sing, won't you sing for me? Beast in your belly, you've got to let it breathe Breathe for me

[tadpoles-and-daydreams]

this isn't about witchcraft but I don't even care, I just found out my special interest game is getting an update today in like five hours and somehow I missed that memo???? I was burnt out so I wasn't paying attention and now I'm hearing that we're getting a new main quest, specifically the quest in which the formula is "this one guy shows up, drops the biggest lore bomb, and then leaves."

needless to say I am FROTHING AT THE MOUTH no one's gonna hear from me for like a month on my main (/j) it's all gonna be my alt's sideblog (yes I have three Tumblr blogs, shhh) screaming about this nonstop. because I'm one of those players who doesn't ever actually play the game but will never shut up about the worldbuilding and ✨LORE✨ and we're getting a quest that will, most likely, once again shift the entire perspective of the world a little to the left.

[teathattast]

You've been walking alone for so long

And you've been building a wall 'round your heart

But I promise there is a light

At the end of this long ride, ooh-ooh

This time, I know you'll be alright

'Cause I'm standin' by your side, ooh-ooh

[rainbowangel110]

Guys how do I help a friend who's not doing too mentally well ATM when I literally have no clue on their situation and my only go to response is a stupid "Do you need a hug?" or something like that.

[assim-eu-sou]

and i knew she was gonna pop up when that music started

but then....

this after ludmi says she and fede are binary stars destined to be together VERBATIM and factual

ok... you aren't slick... star shirt and plaid pants... i hate lesbians

[hostiae]

every person deserves to feel safe on their blog. 💀

[taitropa]

kanej haters don't have taste as we know. but one of the biggest things they cannot comprehend about their dynamic is how much kaz values having leverage over people to get what he wants and yet he never once uses anything against inej