Star Trek TNG Got Me Thinking About Discord. I Just??? I Love His Arc And How Fluttershy’s Kindness

"Self insert characters are cringe"

Bro I'm trying to survive capitalism with maladaptive daydreaming. Leave me alone.

Proship dni for my comfort thanks.

I feel like everyone portrays F/Os as these romantic, perfect all around lovers, and while that's all well and good! I prefer F/Os who are flawed, who don't always say the right things. Who can sometimes be petty or selfish. F/Os who have a habit of seeing conflict as a contest on who can talk the loudest, instead of a conversation. F/Os who run out of patience sometimes and have to go cool off mid-conversation, even if they're right. F/Os who struggle to communicate their emotions.

I find comfort in the idea of a relationship where mistakes like that are allowed and given room to breathe. A relationship where, no matter what the conflict is, the walls eventually come down. Maybe it takes hours, maybe days until you're both calm enough to work it out. Maybe it takes several conversations to solve it, but each end in Hey. I love you. I'll talk to you tomorrow.

You're not perfect, and neither is your F/O. That's okay. That can be beautiful, too. There's not a hug that's more comforting than the firm, tearful one after reaching mutual understanding. Knowing that you didn't mess it up too much, you didn't break things permanently. You couldn't if you tried. They missed you... and you've got some serious affection to catch up on.

YOU HAVE ENTERED

RADICAL SATURDAY

Reblogging this because I never did and that is a 4th level federal crime.

Now I'm on my Goosebumps grind FGHDJ I'm trying to make a little AU from the 2015 movie, but idk where I'm really going with it yet

canon: they died

fanfic: fUCK YOU

zendaya is meechee

I've literally been reduced to burnout so many times for this exact reason, it's so unbelievably awful.

The amount of times I've wanted to write out all of my headcanons, story ideas, world concepts, and what-have-you's and then all of it suddenly just... Vanishes. No words. Nothing. Completely blank. All because I can't get over the innate fear (and expectation) of, "This person doesn't actually care. They're just waiting for me to stop talking so they can divert the subject to something else as quickly as possible." And it's just so heartbreaking to watch my own passion be doused and deflate in real-time.

Sometimes, I wish I could seriously relate to someone else who has the same level of fixation on my niche interests that I do, understands it, and has genuine care for me whilst participating, but I haven't really gotten that click with someone, yet. I still feel pretty alone in the things I fixate on, but I'm trying to enjoy it more in my own time! 👍🏻

that feeling of wanting to talk about hyperfixations/special interests to someone but not knowing how to put it into words anymore after a lifetime of being told "shut up no one cares stop talking about the things you like" By literally everyone in your life and learning to completely suppress that part of yourself into numbness

"𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐋𝐚𝐧𝐝."