to be honest there has never been a fictional character i’ve actually wanted to date. like. i want them to date each other. i don’t want myself as a person to be involved in this scenario whatsoever. what would i add to this narratively? what’s my thematic purpose in the narrative? immersion breaking.
To prove something to a friend, please
REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
Haven't rewatched Detentionaire yet (<- point and laugh at the procrastinator), but I am attempting to write a fanfic (it might never see the light of day) because there is a really half baked plot cooking in my brain, and I wanna see if this goes well or if the oven explodes
sorry i can't stop thinking about this. it's finally our month honey
honestly dni and unfollow me if you support mama after all she's done. she literally has consulted medical professionals over and over and refused to change her behavior re: those under her care. she LITERALLY called the doctor, MORE THAN ONCE, and the doctor very fucking clearly said no more monkeys jumping on the bed. and what happens five fucking seconds later every single time
Asking for a friend: how do you explain to your friends that you're dating your current SO-not because you want anything serious-but because they look like an irl version of your favorite anime character and you've been secretly using them for reference for your semi popular fandom blog. and that's actually how you finally started talking to them because they caught you staring at them one time, saw your art, said they liked it and ended up asking you out a week later. Now you've been together for two weeks and it feels weird to try to break up with them because they haven't done anything wrong and your friends think it's weird that you're suddenly dating when you've always told them you've never been interested in relationships
at this stage i think its good to say, and i direct this to all of the trans women on this site:
you are loved. you are appreciated. your presence is valued.
ppl can do all they can to invalidate you, to drag you through the grime and do their best to make you nothing. and they can fucking try.
but it won't change the fact that we care about you. i care about you. and i appreciate you taking the effort to stick around in this world, especially as things turn awful.
big ass hugs for you girls.
we're still here 💙
Bittern at the grocery store
A true story from 1928 with a few artistic embellishments.
(And starring my disaster boys Jack and Al, of course)
header by calebauer || he/him || multifandom artist (whatever I'm hyperfixating on currently) || no thoughts, head empty
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