For Pathfinder ASK
send a heart and a ship for a brief snippet!
❤️ first kiss / realization
🧡 kissing in bed / lazy kiss / cuddling
💛 reunion kiss / relief
💚 true love's kiss / magic kiss / healed
💙 drunken kiss / tipsy
💜 surprise kiss / impulsive kiss
💗 slow kiss / gentle kiss / inevitable / soft
💖 rough kiss / hot and heavy / making out
💕 kissing somewhere other than lips
💘 fake relationship / mutual pining / dared to kiss
🤎 multiple kisses / kisses all over / kiss after kiss
🤍 kiss at the wedding / milestone
🖤 kissing while crying / goodbye kiss / desperation
Knight by JohnnyD
one thing about tumblr users isthat they love to disagree with posts. another thing is that they love to do is disagree with things that were not even in the post as if they were
this is just absolutely not true. people do not normally drink printer ink.
The Gorgon sisters by
Yang J
You know that trope where someone’s injured and lying on the floor unable to move and their friend/lover/family member is standing over them battered and bloodied like, you will not touch them. You’ll have to go through me?
That. That is a good™️ trope.
Anonymous
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The very pervasive idea that trauma and suffering is interchangeable with complexity, depth and authenticity is to me so much of a projection of how people see their own pain and anguish. Like, it MUST mean something else entirety, to make me more special, to make me more complex. Pain for the sake of it feels gratuitous and unfair, so we rationalize our suffering and we take the conclusion it must have a payback. I think about like the sad girl era on Tumblr. There’s some gratification in romanticizing and aesthetizing our sadness in our core identity because if we can’t by nature transmute our misery into something sublime, if none of it makes us inherently more interesting, more attractive, deeper, then what it was all for ?Everything gets sacrificed on the altar of self-pity.
I’ll be answering this as someone who’s been suffering from mental illness since more than half of my life, is recognized as a disabled adult, is still in therapy, and has also experienced trauma. It’s an important message you sent me, so thank you for giving me this opportunity to express myself about this.
The pain, the trauma and the suffering we can experience in life are just that: painful, unfair things. It didn’t happen to make us special, no one deserves those things to happen to them, it happened because life can be awful. We can chose to use our experience to help others, for example. That’s what, for me, gives meaning to what I’ve been and am still going through, because having a purpose and a meaning with all of this is important.
The people who are romanticizing it because they can’t live with their pain otherwise need professional help. You’re asking a very good question, actually, when you say “then what it was all for?” I was first on tumblr, blogs and forums for the mental health community. And this is a question we often asked ourselves “why?”, because the pain was so unbearable, it was so hard to just get through another day, that either life was hell and death the only option, either what we went through must have been for something, anything.
Acceptation is very hard. Many people say they accepted when they didn’t, because they can’t accept something (or multiple things). It’s just too damn hard. They’re resigned, but they didn’t accept. You need professional help for this, and it can be long depending on the person and the situation since everyone went through different things and don’t experienced them the same way.
It is dangerous to project on a character swallowing in self-pity instead, because it can only makes your own mental health worse. I don’t blame those people, I honestly feel for them and hope they get the help they need and deserve.
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My two beautiful sons, Skin and Bone
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