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Raven’s Coming Out To Tumblr
Yeah, you heard right. Coming out. It actually took me awhile to fully type something out like this, not only because of my lack of time, but because of my fear of not being accepted by all 200+ of you. Because you’ve grown to be like a family to me, and tumblr was always filled with things to laugh about, fandoms to join, and great people. So, today I’m going to fully clarify everything here and now.
I am a lesbian. Yes, a 16-year-old who is mostly sure about her feelings, although some may be a bit vague. And if you haven’t noticed by some of my posts, or you’re new to my blog, then I guess everyone can bask in the revelation. I indeed have a long-distance relationship with my girlfriend falling-green-flowers, who currently resides on the opposing side of the world from me, and therefore our time zones are different, 6 hours different. It’s a constant struggle, and we barely get to talk 3+ everyday, besides weekends of course, although on some occasions this fluctuates. I’ve never met her in-person, but my love for her remains. I’ve never retained such a strong desire towards a singular person, and I plan to live with her when the time allows it. Nonetheless, I love her, and everything about her. Some of my few close friends are aware of my relationship, and I greatly appreciate the vast amounts of support I have been receiving. This includes all of my extremely close IRL friends. But today I have approached you all, seeking acceptance.
All I want is acceptance. Everyone on here is wonderful to me in their own ways, even if we’ve never gotten fully-acquainted as of now { in which case, hello~! }. But yes, back to my point. I am coming out to you all, and no matter the amounts of hate I receive, even if everyone in my family comes to relent me after I expose my true feelings, I’ll know that my true friends are the ones who support me. If you don’t, that’s fine as well. I am one person who inhabits this Earth, and as sad as it may seem that I somehow disgust you or appall you, I refuse to change who I am. No amount of hate will distinguish anything different.
Thank you for taking the time to read this, and I hope you all have a wonderful morning ; afternoon ; evening.
Just read under the cut for me coming out / talking about darling Raven.
I've been re-writing a reply for this for as long as I dare to put into words. It's hard to decide on appropriate words to use. Part of me wants to use humour [ like I always do ] ; but I feel like I owe myself to not, for once, laugh at something serious.
I'd first of all like to jump on the band-wagon and come out myself. I've been confused over my sexuality for a long time. I'd like to consider myself pansexual but I'm unaware of my love for anything/anyone other than Raven. However, I must say, I'd consider myself more attracted to my own gender than anything else. It's obvious from Raven's post that we're dating; and I consider her the most important thing in my life right now. I must admit it's difficult to keep on top of a lot of the time; seen as we're both busy doing this and that with what and whom. Even though it's difficult we're still able to enjoy what we have, I guess, and that's the most important thing. It's true -- we've been trying to fit our future plans into our lives right now. It would be so nice to meet after so long - after so many Math classes spent Skyping at the back of the classroom, at least on one of our parts, and months trying to fit the time to talk into our already hectic life schedules. We've both been through an awful lot in our lives and the support from each other helps us to get over all that pain.
The main thing I want to do is to say 'thank you'. I guess. For taking the time to read down to here and not get bored and click away or scroll past. Each one of you who have taken the time to read this or Raven's post are helping to make coming out to our families easier when the time comes. Thank you so much.
Have a lovely day C:
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Hey, sorry I've been really busy lately ughh. Basically I've been dealing with the hospital way more than I'd like to and I have exams so everything's gone all upside down and insane. Just to let you know I won't be on much at all for a little while -- just taking a temporary hiatus. Just in case anyone wonders ^u^.
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Get to Know Me, Get to Know me Uncomfortably Well
1. What is you middle name?
2. How old are you?
3. What is your birthday?
4. What is your zodiac sign?
5. What is your favorite color?
6. What's your lucky number?
7. Do you have any pets?
8. Where are you from?
9. How tall are you?
10. What shoe size are you?
11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?
12. What was your last dream about?
13. What talents do you have?
14. Are you psychic in any way?
15. Favorite song?
16. Favorite movie?
17. Who would be your ideal partner?
18. Do you want children?
19. Do you want a church wedding?
20. Are you religious?
21. Have you ever been to the hospital?
22. Have you ever got in trouble with the law?
23. Have you ever met any celebrities?
24. Baths or showers?
25. What color socks are you wearing?
26. Have you ever been famous?
27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?
28. What type of music do you like?
29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?
30. How many pillows do you sleep with?
31. What position do you usually sleep in?
32. How big is your house?
33. What do you typically have for breakfast?
34. Have you ever fired a gun?
35. Have you ever tried archery?
36. Favorite clean word?
37. Favorite swear word?
38. What's the longest you've ever gone without sleep?
39. Do you have any scars?
40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?
41. Are you a good liar?
42. Are you a good judge of character?
43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?
44. Do you have a strong accent?
45. What is your favorite accent?
46. What is your personality type?
47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?
48. Can you curl your tongue?
49. Are you an innie or an outie?
50. Left or right handed?
51. Are you scared of spiders?
52. Favorite food?
53. Favorite foreign food?
54. Are you a clean or messy person?
55. Most used phrased?
56. Most used word?
57. How long does it take for you to get ready?
58. Do you have much of an ego?
59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?
60. Do you talk to yourself?
61. Do you sing to yourself?
62. Are you a good singer?
63. Biggest Fear?
64. Are you a gossip?
65. Best dramatic movie you've seen?
66. Do you like long or short hair?
67. Can you name all 50 states of America?
68. Favorite school subject?
69. Extrovert or Introvert?
70. Have you ever been scuba diving?
71. What makes you nervous?
72. Are you scared of the dark?
73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?
74. Are you ticklish?
75. Have you ever started a rumor?
76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?
77. Have you ever drank underage?
78. Have you ever done drugs?
79. Who was your first real crush?
80. How many piercings do you have?
81. Can you roll your Rs?"
82. How fast can you type?
83. How fast can you run?
84. What color is your hair?
85. What color is your eyes?
86. What are you allergic to?
87. Do you keep a journal?
88. What do your parents do?
89. Do you like your age?
90. What makes you angry?
91. Do you like your own name?
92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?
93. Do you want a boy a girl for a child?
94. What are you strengths?
95. What are your weaknesses?
96. How did you get your name?
97. Were your ancestors royalty?
98. Do you have any scars?
99. Color of your bedspread?
100. Color of your room?
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Reblog if you've been offended by the words of your own parents.
I want to know if I’m the only one.
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// I just fucking accidentally RAN FROM A SHINY GEODUDE IN A RANDOM HORDE. WHHAAAATTTT IS WRONG WITH ME?! I HIT RUN BY FUCKING MISTAKE. //
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// Ignore this. I just need to get something off my chest. //
/ / I'd like to take this opportunity to thank fuck for the people who care about me. I've been broken today. So badly. I've asked for help (which is rare, because my stubbornness is a whole new level) and I've been rejected by people I thought cared. But, one person has never failed me and, although she doesn't have a Tumblr [ I'm trying to convince her, I swear ], I'm going to thank her because she's pretty much saved my life tonight.
I've been really paranoid this past week. I'm usually paranoid, but this was bad even for me. I haven't been eating or sleeping properly for the past few days and so I've been borderline ready to snap anyway. I tried talking to my parent's but, it's 3am, and they just told me to shut up, stop crying and go back to bed. Nobody has helped me at all for the past few days, so I didn't know who to turn to. So I just logged onto random site number 1 and my friend sent me a video of the Backstreet Boys ''Anime-Sing-Along'' video to Backstreet's Back and... I think she saved me. I owe her so much, more than anyone in the world she has been there for me and I just thought I'd announce here that I'm grateful to have at least one person who cares. And to you all, don't give up if you're going through shit. And, if you are...?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pxIol5wTFns
That's the link to the video. / /
#{ falling out of character }#// I'm so selfish //#// I don't even realize that people care half the time because I'm too damn stubborn to ask for help //#// ;U; I have amazing friends sasdalhl;ghjkl; //#// Thank you //#// Ignore this I just need to get this off my chest //
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piyo-hoshitsuki:
She sighed with relief, “Oh, alright then.” Oh, wow. She hasn’t let anyone in for such a long time, so this should be fine right? “You can just go in if you want. I still need to put in a few more boxes before I come inside also.”
Looking near her door, there were at least three cardboard boxes packed with different varieties of books inside. The brunette gave a small shrug.
At least it wasn’t a lot than last time…
[ ⌘ ] - The grey-eyed man dipped his head as a sign of respect, watching the brunette closely with curiosity. After a little moment, he straightened up and followed her gaze to the cardboard boxes against the door. He tilted his head to the side, intrigued to know what was inside the boxes and why they needed moved. ❝ I see...❞He continued to eye the boxes, his mind whirring.
❝ I’ll help you, if you like? I’m not exactly strong but two working together is better than one, right? ❞
[ ⌘ ] - He smiled, it was true - what he said. Strength wasn’t his forte, but he could try to be of some use. He did, after all, sort of owe her the favour anyway. She was letting him into her house, so he had to be courteous and respectful if and when he could.
"Do you trust me?"
"…Well, we only met once..So I’m not very sure yet." The brunette said, nervously laughing. She smiled at the man before clasping her hands together as she realized something. "Oh, that’s right! I don’t even know your name yet. My name is Piyo, Piyo Hoshitsuki. What’s your name?"
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// There's a paraphilia called 'Pygophilia' that is literally the sexual attraction to buttocks. Can we just sit and think about the beauty of this dear God. //
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quaint-little-fairytale:
{-虚無-} —At first the blond couldn’t hear the knocking because of the sad melody playing all over and over again in the whole room, as if it was embracing any living being inside. This tune was the only thing that eased the pain in his heart and calmed his mind, even if it’s only a slight relief. He could feel her standing beside him, alive and well.The creak and unfamilliar voice suddenly got him out of the thoughtful state. He blinked few times as if for a moment he wasn’t sure what’s going on around him. He hadn’t got any new visitors for such a long time, he almost forgot he’s actually a Gym Leader. Jack slowly turned his head towards the door.A quiet sigh escaped his lips upon realising that he should’ve just let sleeping dogs lie. He stood up and turned on the light, uncovering the bizarre ‘decoration’ on his walls, and one big painting of the same woman hanging just over the grave.
{-虚無-} —”Yes, indeed. Welcome. Can I help you with something?” His completely innocent smile contrasted with the surroundings. Maybe the stranger was just lost? It happens sometimes around here, maybe he won’t be taking too much of Jack’s time. The moments he was spending at the Gym alone with her were most precious to him. He knew the gossips spread by people about him, and honestly, he was actually grateful, since there are significantly less people bothering him than in other Gym leaders’ cases. Now which ones of them are the truth and what it just a lie? None of them had to know, they could think whatever they please.
{-虚無-} —”Wait for me, it won’t take long.” He mumbled rather to himself, reaching his hand towards the grave, but taking it back at the last minute. Right, he couldn’t cross the border. He wouldn’t want to…lose her again after all. He wouldn’t dare to touch even her grave wthout her concent. He turned around and came closer to the boy.
[ ⌘ ] - Just after a single moment of being in the darkened room he could already sense what he was in store for. He couldn't see anything, so his mind was simply filling in the block of darkness and he was imagining a whole manner of oddities lurking within it. He wasn't even sure what the appearance of the leader would turn out to be. Truthfully, the man could be anyone, and that's what disturbed N the most out of everything. The sound of the crows in the outside world was echoing around his head. Without turning his back on the room, he leaned back against the old door and shut it, tight, blocking out everything that didn't associate itself with the place in front of him. Now that all other sound was missing from around him; the young man's ears started to pick up a quiet tune. It was rather gloomy. Befitting, he supposed. He was about to call out again when he saw a faint shift in the shadows along the edge of the room. Suddenly, the space around him was illuminated in light.
❝ -- E-Eh..? You're the Gym leader here? ❞
[ ⌘ ] - Surprising was an understatement. His monochrome-grey eyes widened a little as he took in the 'decorations' the room had to offer. It was a little unnerving, even from a distance, the same copy of picture stuck to the walls. It was as though it was a commemoration. The young man's thoughts were realized when they came to rest upon the oddly-shaped mound towards where the voice had first appeared. There were no doubts about it, that was definitely a grave. N watched with his eyebrows furrowed as the shadow shifted from the grave. He could barely make out a figure, even though, with all of the dim lights shining down, he should have been able to.
[ ⌘ ] - At this point, he was almost wishing he could back away, but the door was firmly pressed against his back and he was sure he wouldn't be able to open it without immediately alerting whatever else lurked within the Gym. The young man didn't consider him 'scared', possibly just a little unnerved by the look of the room. He didn't exactly want to leave just yet anyway, he wanted to see if the rumors were true, needed to find out for himself just what was happening in this place.
❝ I came to challenge this Gym. ❞
Define me. || falling-green-flowers
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piyo-hoshitsuki:
The brunette tilt her head in confusion. She was…interesting? How was she interesting? Later on, she have him a small nod. “Ah, I see. Well welcome to my home then. You can always come here if you want to alright?…u-Unless you’re a trespasser..”
Or a burglar….
Slightly turning around, she pointed the door with her index finger. “Would you like to come inside?” She asks the male.
[ ⌘ ] - The young man smiled gently at her confusion, his rather saddened, grey eyes focused upon her. ❝Thank you.❞ He was happy to have been welcomed into her home. He laughed a little at her words. ❝Although I assure you, I’m not a trespasser. Nor do I intend to be.❞
He glanced to the door, looking it over curiously. He wasn’t one for spending time with people, but he felt like he could spare a good few moments with her. ❝ A-Ah, yes, sure. If it’s not a problem. ❞
"Do you trust me?"
"…Well, we only met once..So I’m not very sure yet." The brunette said, nervously laughing. She smiled at the man before clasping her hands together as she realized something. "Oh, that’s right! I don’t even know your name yet. My name is Piyo, Piyo Hoshitsuki. What’s your name?"
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piyo-hoshitsuki:
She blinked, “…N?..” She never heard that name before.. The girl smiled again, “Well nice to meet you N! I hope that we could be friends.” She said happily, moving her bangs away from her eyes. “What brings you here to my home?…It’s very unusual for someone to know where I live..”
[ ⌘ ] - The young man frowned a little at her statement. To be quite fair, he wasn't exactly sure how he'd arrived at the young girl's home to begin with. Perhaps it was some kind of sub-conscious choice his mind had made to push him along a certain path. Not that he was one for believing in mind games. He blinked down at her. If he couldn't answer the question in his own head, he wasn't sure how to answer it aloud.
❝ That is certainly considerable. You seem very interesting, Piyo.
I was just walking by, to be quite truthful, and I saw you in the window. I remembered we'd met once before, so I thought to myself, that I should call in to say hello. ❞
"Do you trust me?"
"…Well, we only met once..So I’m not very sure yet." The brunette said, nervously laughing. She smiled at the man before clasping her hands together as she realized something. "Oh, that’s right! I don’t even know your name yet. My name is Piyo, Piyo Hoshitsuki. What’s your name?"
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[ ⌘ ] - The young man nodded in understanding, his tea-green bangs falling chaotically into his monochrome eyes. He looked down at the small girl, the corner of his lips curving upwards into a soft smile.
❝ Ah, yes. I remember now. You'll have to excuse me, my memory isn't exactly as good as it should be.
Piyo? Such a lovely name.
You can just call me N. ❞
"Do you trust me?"
"…Well, we only met once..So I’m not very sure yet." The brunette said, nervously laughing. She smiled at the man before clasping her hands together as she realized something. "Oh, that’s right! I don’t even know your name yet. My name is Piyo, Piyo Hoshitsuki. What’s your name?"
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quaint-little-fairytale:
——So there is that Gym at the outskirts of this town.
No assistants there, nor other trainers.
Even if someone comes, it never lasts long.
There are screams coming from the inside at night.
— A sad melody, as if from some type of music box, was constantly filling the building, bouncing against walls, which were decorated only with hundreds of copies of few photos, fixed in place with adhesive tape. Most of them depicted a young, beautiful, black-haired woman. Her pale skin made her look like she’s a porcelain doll, but a great strength and wisdom could be felt emanating from her eyes, coloured red. Sometimes there was someone else with her, a tall man with blond hair shining almost as gold in the sun, tied in a long braid, reaching his calf, dressed in green, just like the color of his eyes.
— That very same person was sitting on the floor at the very far end of the room, leaning his back against one of the two white, small, decorative columns with a plush rabbit sitting on each of them. One coloured black and one white. Between them there was a grave. The blond was smiling, staring at this unusual object to have in a place like this.
{-虚無-} —”I hope no one’s going to come bother us today…I’d like to spend time only with you.” He whispered.
[ ⌘ ] - It was quiet, but not totally silent, however, there was still the eerie pleas for help from the crows perched upon the bare tree branches. Their cries echoed around the deserted area, the atmosphere full of the sort of dread one would expect from a ghost town. Ironic, probably, but nonetheless true. Seemingly over-shadowed by the spectacle of a Gym before him, a young man stood, an intent look upon his face. His monochrome eyes were focused on the doors before him; lingering on the all-round disturbing look the building was giving off. There was just a single breeze, just the one, but it was freezing cold and the young man could feel the chill right down to his bones, his long, green hair in it's simple pulled-back style wavering slightly with the wind.
[ ⌘ ] - As if spurred on by a sudden need to see just what lay in store for him, the young man took a deep breath, trying not to dwell on thoughts of concern. He, like everyone else he'd came across in his past, had heard the rumours about the building in front of him and who lurked within it. He wouldn't have said he was necessarily deterred from defeating whoever and whatever was inside, but it was certainly on his mind. Nobody had been to the Gym and wanted to go back for a rematch. He made his decision, though really, it seemed the choice had been made before he'd even thought it through probably. One foot in front of the other at a steady pace, he made his way up to the door of the Gym. The young man had never really considered if it was fitting to knock or not, but he didn't want to take any chances.
[ ⌘ ] Almost gingerly, he reached up and knocked on the door, before opening it with a creak and peering inside.
❝E-Er, hello?
Is anyone here? ❞
Define me. || falling-green-flowers
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I know
that I never should have existed
in this world to begin with…
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Imagine when you find your soulmate, your heart starts to glow red. Send me "♥" for my muses reaction to it happening when our muses meet.
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Send me " ¤" For my muses reaction to yours kissing them out of no where
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