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paperlovesadness · 1 year

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Sipping on your looks but you drink me in Pass over the flattery again Its hanging heavy on my chest And its better left invisible for now

Confessions are bouncing round my head So I add them to the archive of things we've never said I lock them up with all the rest But its better left invisible for now

If the rope we walk starts wobbling The river tide feels like its coming in I lock them up with all the rest It's hanging heavy on my chest Though its tempting to confess It's better left invisible for now

Temperature rising Fever is high I can't see no future I can't see no sky My eyes are wide open And so is my head I'm praying to someone Get me out of this hell

#you know the drill #I'm Innocent #I'm not saying anything #I just thought putting together a few images with lyrics written by men from those very images was a nice idea #that's all!#👀#// my posts #Miles Kane #Alex Turner #Better Left Invisible #my drafts are very crowded so I am releasing these babies into the world slowly & randomly #beware #⚠️

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damsel-in-mistress · 1 year

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It's funny how "Better Left Invisible" off of Miles' 2011 LP "Colour of the Trap" just SCREAMS Milex and was co-written with Alex.

Like, ALL the hidden desire/deep connection/yearning songs on that LP were co-written with Alex.

NOT A COINCIDENCE.

I rest my case.

#miles kane lyrics #miles kane #better left invisible #alex turner #milex #miles and alex making beautiful music as usual #I don't believe in coincidence

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bookishjules · 2 years

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so you mean to tell me that annabeth sings about how her grand plan is to be remembered, and then years later she's actually the only thing that percy remembers?? and i'm supposed to be normal about this??

#just... this girl who was pushed aside by her parents an encouraged to be invisible #who wanted more than anything to build a better world and to leave her mark on it #to bring the people that she loved most together so they could be happy #was REMEMBERED #was seen after all the other memories were gone #was imprinted on his mind like a delta marking the entrance to the labyrinth #was the reason he kept going bc he had to find her again. to come back to her #and maybe maybe maybe #she doesn't have to change the whole world because she's left her mark on the people she cares about #and percy remembers her #percabeth #annabeth chase #percy jackson #pjo

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mayhemchicken-artblog · 1 year

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ladies, gentlemen, esteemed persons of all genders...

it’s happening.

stay tuned for further announcements.

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lenievi · 7 days

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this sure took a turn asjdhajkfhjfhjsdhk

"precious toy" indeed

ETA:

"It seems I love seeing Shimura's sad face."

so pls come to my house too and I'll kill you in front of him because he's surely gonna make a good face

I should probably take the show more seriously, but uhm... I can't

#i had a free afternoon so i decided to finish this instead of doing something better #but good times were had #i still have 15 minutes left #when i said he was obsessed i was low-key joking but he was literally obsessed #invisible (netflix)#picking up shows randomly can lead to... interesting results lol

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gorillaxyz · 9 days

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bored.

GRIFFIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNN

#txt #cant believe im giving my copy of invisible man to nixie so she can read it #SHE BETTER. AND SHE BETTER APPRECIATE ALL THE HEARTS I LEFT AROUND STUFF GRIFFIN SAID AND ALL THE NOTES I MADE ABT HOW CUTE HE IS.#sorry. sorry

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void-kissed · 1 year

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Oh incidentally on the note of Zero

I think I've said this before, but I have now started to play the game she is from, Final Fantasy XIV. It will be a very, very long time before I can actually get to see her in-game, but what is already existent is trying to replicate Lorenza (my self-insert) as an in-game player character, and

I keep catching her making such great unamused expressions =P

#a call from the void #heart of the void #echo plays FFXIV #self‑insert: wings of the void (lorenza)#I think the fact you can't see her mouth in this outfit but I also left her headgear invisible is what makes it amusing #I honestly am tempted to change her reference model hair to better match the style of the in-game one #although what I don't like about her in-game hair is that the black tips look great at the front but aren't anywhere at the back #i think it looks neat swooped over her face like that though #I just wish her freckles were more visible #anyway I should probably get to bed soon but I just keep smiling at these screenshots so maybe others will too #they're being presented without the wider context so I don't *think* they'd need spoiler tags or anything?#but for those who know the game i'm currently post-ARR

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liesyousoldme · 2 years

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#i’m so. i don’t know. i keep opening tumblr and scrolling my dash and i KNOW it’s a literal symptom of my ocd #and that i should use my coping mechanisms to stop bc i’m too invested #but also my body is fucking me all the way up right now.#chemo puts me into menopause and when i get off my body restarts my period #and the hormones make me fucking insane and that’s where so much of the depression is coming from rn #but i can’t tell if it’s JUST that or if my feelings about this fandom are valid and i need to step away #essentially i feel ignored and invisible and like. honestly i feel like i don’t belong here #and yes that has to do with a certain group of bloggers in this fandom that are exclusionary toward everyone outside their circle but also #i have that stupid lonely high school feeling in this fandom like my friends are really just acquaintances and i’m always just to the left #and that feeling has always existed for me here but it’s so much worse right now which is why i think oh it’s hormones. i just need #to step back until i’m feeling better. but then i can’t stop fucking scrolling and checking my empty notifications #anyway i don’t even know why im saying any of this. i can’t exactly talk about it in real life so #i needed it off my chest i guess.#cancer post #maybe i just need to delete the fucking app altogether

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paperlovesadness · 1 year

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I don't think we talk about this song enough

(co-written by Alex)

also when looking up these lyrics to screenshot I stumbled upon an added little section which is not in the song? Mysteries. (maybe it was sung during a live gig? Or is included in a booklet? Anyone know?) Anyway will include that too:

edit: @the-thing-about-life-is is very right - it's Lennon lyrics. (though still not sure why those are stuck on there in some versions of the lyrics posted online)

#like???#I'm not going to say one word #I'll let all of you think and say whatever you want #but this is one ~interesting~ song 👀#Miles Kane #Alex Turner #Colour of The Trap album #2011 #Better Left Invisible

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ladyofnonsequitur · 2 years

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Some days you end up going to an open house because your friend browses real estate websites as a hobby (and also Collects Old Lovely Project Houses) and this ends with you spending hours looking at old deeds to find out 1)when the bizarre renovations/expansions/etc were done to this house, and 2)WHO thought they were GOOD IDEAS.

I now know a lot of Odd Things about several groups of people, including when a person I have never met got divorced (roughly) and the fact that the latest people to own the house we looked at have Very Weird Fences because they basically inherited half the land around the house a year or two after they bought it from the people who owned the place from 1976 to 2005-ish, who had sold the house but kept the surrounding lots until then, for reasons we did not manage to uncover.

Anyway, there's a great deal of Really Interesting stuff buried in the public records of probably everywhere, often hidden in Functional but Very Irritating websites.

#things about my life #silly ideas that probably make little sense #My friend insists she now has a better idea of what to look for in a house #I politely did not point out that she already knew these things #Life is very silly really #The house was Very Weird but had An Adorable And Friendly Tiny Black Cat #There was supposedly a second cat #but that cat was Very Uninterested In Strange Humans and was Very Invisible #I highly recommend wandering into open houses #you learn all sorts of weird things!#My friend's hobby of collecting Old and Lovely Project Houses is funnier left with exactly that much explanation

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star-ocean-peahen · 7 months

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After watching Cinderella (the original animated movie, which was my favorite as a child), it strikes me how it solves many common problems people have with this fairy tale. Like:

Why did they try to identify the mystery girl using her shoe size? Because the bullheaded king's only clue to her identity was the shoe the Grand Duke picked up off the steps.

Why didn't the prince recognize her by her face? Because his father wouldn't involve him in the process at all, and wasn't the one going around trying to find her.

Why did the prince want to marry a lady he only met that night? Because his father was going to force him to marry someone, and he genuinely liked this woman.

Why did Cinderella want to marry a man she only met that night? Because marriage was her best and most secure way to freedom. Fucked up, but you can't say it's unrealistic for the setting of a fairy tale. She also genuinely liked him.

If they're using the slipper to find her, wouldn't it be more sensible to search for the person with the other slipper? Yes. The King is purposefully nonsensical and the Duke is purposefully terrified enough of him to carry out his orders to the letter. Furthermore, they end up doing that in the end anyway, because the Duke's glass slipper is shattered, and Cinderella brings out the one she has to prove her identity.

Why didn't the stepmother and stepsisters recognize Cinderella at the ball? Because they were dancing too far away, and then left the party to dance in private, which was possible because the King wanted very badly for his son to hit it off with someone and tried to arrange the best conditions for that to happen.

Why didn't Cinderella save herself? Because in real life, abuse victims should not have to shoulder that responsibility, and usually can't. In real life, you need and deserve an external support system. Asking for help, in this kind of situation, is very important. She is saved by others because she is loved. Because she is not alone. Because she has friends who love her, and want her to be happy and safe and free. Because in real life, people who want to help someone who is suffering are like the mice. We can't pull out miracle solutions, but we can provide companionship and if we're in the right place at the right time, we can help the person find a better life.

Why didn't the fairy godmother save Cinderella from her abusive household, or try to help her sooner? Because she's magic, and magic can't solve your problems. Quote: "Like all dreams, well, I'm afraid it can't last forever." This (and Cinderella's dream of going to the ball) is a metaphor for pleasurable things in bad circumstances. An ice cream won't get rid of your depression, but it will provide you with momentary happiness to bolster you, as well as the reminder that happiness in general is still possible for you. Cinderella doesn't want to go to the ball so she can get away from her stepmother and stepsisters, or so she can meet someone to marry and leave with. She wants to go to the ball to remind herself that she can still have things she wants. That her desires matter. This is important because the movie does a very good job of illustrating Lady Tremaine's subtle abuse tactics, all of which invisibly press the message that Cinderella doesn't matter. While going to the ball and fulfilling her dreams may not be a victory in the material sense, it is still a victory against Lady Tremaine's efforts.

Why is Cinderella's choice to be kind and obedient framed as a good thing, when you are not obligated to be kind to your abuser? This one walks a very fine line, but I think the movie still makes it make sense. Lady Tremaine never acknowledges her cruelty. She always frames her punishments of Cinderella as Cinderella's fault. Cinderella is interrupting, Cinderella is shirking her duties, Cinderella is playing vicious practical jokes. Cinderella is still a member of the family, of course she can go to the ball, provided she meet these impossible conditions. Lady Tremaine's tactics are designed to make Cinderella feel like she must always be in the wrong and her stepmother must always be in the right. If Cinderella calls her stepmother out on her cruelty, or attempts to fight back, Lady Tremaine can frame that as Cinderella being ungrateful, cruel, broken, evil, etc. If Cinderella responds to her stepmother's cruelty defiantly (in the way she's justified to), she's not taking control out of Lady Tremaine's hands. Disobedience can be spun back into her stepmother's control. She wants Cinderella to be angry and sad and show how much she's hurting. So since Cinderella is adapting to her situation, she chooses to be kind. Not only because she naturally wants to be and it's part of her personality, but because it is a form of defiance in its own way, and it allows her to keep a reminder of her agency and value. Her choice to be kind is her chance to keep her own narrative alive: she is not obeying because her stepmother wants her to and she has to do what her stepmother does, but because she wants to. It's a small distinction, but one that makes all the difference in terms of keeping her hope and identity. (Fuck, I wrote a whole paragraph about how this doesn't mean you can't be angry at people who hurt you or that you need to be kind to deserve help, and then deleted it by accident. Uh. Try again.) Expressing anger and pain is an important part of regaining autonomy and healing. Although it is commendable to be kind while you are suffering, it is NOT required for you to get help or be worthy of help. If Cinderella's recovery was explored beyond "happily ever after" she would need to let herself be angry and sad to heal. Cinderella is not only kind because it comes naturally to her, but because it's her defense against the abuse she's suffering. Everyone's story and experiences are different, and one does not invalidate the other.

Bonus round for answers that aren't part of the movie:

Why didn't Cinderella run away? Where would she go? Genuinely, in hundreds-of-years-ago France, where would she go if she snuck out of the window with a change of clothes? With her step-family, she's miserable and abused, but she's fed, clothed, and in no danger of dying or being taken advantage of by anyone other than her stepmother and stepsisters. Even if she escapes and manages to find financial security, her stepmother might be able to find her and get her back.

Why didn't Cinderella burn the house down with them inside it/slit their throats in the night/poison their food/etc.? Because that's a revenge fantasy, and this story is a fantasy about being saved. There's nothing wrong with making Cinderella into a revenge fantasy. That's perfectly fine, as long as you acknowledge that the other type of fantasy is also a valid interpretation. (I mean, the original fairy tale features the stepsisters getting their feet mutilated and all three of them getting their eyes pecked out, so go for it.)

Why isn't Cinderella more proactive in general? Because she's a child who has been abused for the back half of her life, who has had to be focused on survival because. you know. she's an abused kid.

How did she dance in glass slippers? Gotta agree with you there man, that's weird.

#cinderella #cinderella (1950)#fairy tales

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prismit · 6 months

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a couple treat/sweet thieves tips for playing offense:

have nametags on so the defenders can't ambush you

remember that it's fall guys, you don't need to have sneak 100, just juke em out and it works most of the time :p

#fall guys #more tips which are irrelevant to the clip (including defender tips) in the tags:#also best way to use sneaking imo:#grab a candy while a defender is watching but not too close to you. run a little bit in one direction. then go invisible and turn around #unless the defender is super dedicated to their post they'll start chasing where they THINK you're going & you can safely go the other path #and if they ARE dedicated to their post you can still get away with it because. they're not chasing you at all #btw i haven't played regular sweet thieves at all yet because i only just started playing again so idk if it's different aside from theme #also my tips for defense is: jump-dive-grab seems to work better than just dive-grab. also look where everyone runs at the start #the side without walls is obviously easier to steal from but you still need to check the walled side regularly #jail button is way easier for the offense to get to than people think so it's best to only defend that if there's only a couple people left #but going to the button is of course still good as a scouting point to see if there's a weak point they're exploiting #this is a game of mind games so just directly chasing someone usually won't get you anywhere #don't hesitate to give up a chase and focus elsewhere because you might be falling for a distraction #also sometimes it pays off to just randomly grab around a little in case someone's around relying way too much on invisibility #other than that unless you're in call with friends it's pretty luck based since if you get teammates who don't know how to defend well...#you can't really catch 8 people by yourself lol #and in my experience offense is way easier than defense #so unless you get a lot of switch players who have to deal with forever jail then defenders seem to generally be at a disadvantage #unless you're playing defense with a team of friends of course. that ability to properly coordinate really goes a long way

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seat-safety-switch · 1 month

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I don't know if you've ever been to Paris before, but I recommend going. Normally, I would not have gone, but I made a really rich enemy on IRC and he spent a lot of money to have me kidnapped and brought to his home country. While I was there, I got to try a bunch of restaurants (they're hostage-takers, not barbarians) and came away impressed. Something was missing, though, and herein is my genius idea.

In Paris you can get any kind of food. Chinese, Vietnamese, Japanese, Thai: and it's all good. All of it. You literally can't find a bad restaurant. At one point, I walked into a convenience store and got a plate of one-Euro nachos that made me cry at the beauty of the arrangement.

Everyone around me was taking this for granted. Having lived there for years, their quality threshold had crept invisibly upwards until nothing could impress again. They needed something to re-calibrate their sense of truly bad food. That's where I came in. After I got kicked out of the country, I decided to come back with some investor support. I can burn cereal, usually by roasting it gently with a blowtorch on the top of an old gas can. Investors were easy to find.

Our first week of opening was tremendous. Hardened Parisians were discovering their first taste of truly incompetent food. The novelty of it all had captured them. There's just one problem, though: after making an entire lunch rush's first of poorly-cut toast in reheated canned soup, my cooking skills began to improve from sheer experience. The complaints began to change tone. You got too good, they cried, you're not the same bad chef we once loved. Again, I was deported.

I looked out the window of the plane as it left De Gaulle, staring down onto the beautiful streets of Paris. Down there, I imagined, real gourmets were now eating food out of trash cans out of desperation to recapture what they had experienced with me. If there is one nice thing to be said, I now have two Michelin Stars here in my homeland of Canada, where my consommé-and-grilled-cheese recipe is now so much better than most of our restaurants that it made the Prime Minister Herself come and spit in my face for ruining the economy, before awarding me an Order of Canada. It's not the same.

#best of

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zhongrin · 4 months

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festered wounds

— when you’ve never been the first choice your whole life, it’s hard to accept the possibility that you could be loved.

✼ characters ┈ zhongli, al haitham, wriothesley

✼ tags ┈ gn!reader, this is more of a vent drabble, hurt with comfort, reader with massive insecurity issues, implied past trauma, slight blood & gore in the portrayal of ‘hurt’

✼ a/n ┈ this…. got really personal, haha. i wrote this in a bad headspace, so apologies if it got depressing or if it’s of a low quality. i didn't want to have this in my drafts and i certainly don't want to bring it to 2024 so i'm just posting this now.

ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ) ✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ)

“i’m sorry.”

zhongli’s heart dropped at the words escaping your lips. this was certainly the most unexpected response you could give to his confession, seeing the promising recent developments in your relationship — and so celestia forgive him, he had to pause to gather his thoughts. this made you fidget even more under his gaze, and so you succumbed to your frazzled nerves to continue in a more panicked voice.

“i’m sorry, mr. zhongli, i know you’re not the type to resort to deceit or find joy in toying with people’s feelings, but i’m just— i can’t—” you trailed off, feeling your chest tighten in pain.

“please, hold your tongue for a moment,” the refined man held out one of his hand to settle onto your shoulder comfortingly. his expression was a mixture of worry and confusion, eyebrows furrowing in a sign of distress. “are you saying that you… do not believe my words? you think i have malicious intentions?”

“….. i’m sorry, i’m just not used to- i’ve never-” you stumbled over your words and squeezed your eyes shut, “i’m sorry….”

zhongli watched you for a moment, observing the smallest ticks and the story behind your body language. you looked so vulnerable, like a scared animal instinctively cowering at some invisible threat. you looked as if someone had stripped away a bandage that had been haphazardly wrapped around a wound left unattended for so long, it had festered into an abomination, eating away at you slowly, even now.

belatedly, he realized that ‘someone’ was himself.

zhongli inhaled deeply, his palm leaving your shoulder. this time, he took his hands to tenderly grab your fingers, lifting them up to silently plead for your attention. your eyes were troubled and full of storms, the rain and lighting reflecting on your expression as a solemn flutter of your eyelashes and sorrowful downturn of your lips. the slight tremble of your body reflected the silent call for help from a blemished heart that never had the courage to forget.

“my dearest. i see the pain you have gone through. i have yet to know the tales that had marred your heart, but i want you to know that i am willing to be the pair of ears you tell your grievances to, and you can be rest assured that they will be safe with me. i know my words will not be enough to convince you otherwise at this moment… however, you must forgive my impatience, for it stems out of genuine love. i simply must humbly ask once again—”

“— please, give me a chance to heal you.”

“a-are you sure you want me?”

out of the 18 different responses he anticipated, al haitham did not expect this. however, his surprise merely manifested in the rising of both of his eyebrows and the subtle shift on his legs.

“unlike the consensus the public seemed to have one-sidedly agreed on, i am not foolish enough in the matter of romance as to confess to someone i do not hold deep affection and great care for,” he said in the same tone as the moment he asked if you would consider taking your relationship into the ‘officially dating’ phase, “is it not obvious? kaveh claimed i was ‘laying it on thick’ and cyno had noted of how i treat you better than how i treat the dendro archon.”

“oh….”

“….”

you thought you had gotten used to al haitham’s stare with how much you both had been hanging out, but right now you couldn’t seem to lift your head. the scholar crossed his arms, waiting patiently for your response. you were both gratuitous and dreading his resilience.

“i-i still think you could do better, though. i mean, look at you! you’re so fit, so wouldn’t you feel better if your partner is more of the sporty type? and you’re the top graduate of the haravatat darshan, so you would pair better with someone smarter…. a-and someone like me will just drag you down; aesthetically speaking, i… uh, leave much to be desired while you’re… you know…”

you spoke of such illogical assumptions and erroneous advices that he couldn’t help but roll his eyes. you spoke of belittling yourself as if you were used to riding on the rails of insurmountably low dip of the self-esteem cliff for years. you spoke of these things as if you were repeating words someone told you at least once in your life.

and it angered him.

but he wasn’t angry at you. he was angry for you.

funny how empathy wasn’t his strong suit, and yet he jumped on the bandwagon as easily as an otter taking off into the waters the moment it came to you and your emotions.

“i care not for such shallow qualifications when it comes to seeking a partner. your presence triggers the relevant hormones that make me feel relaxed and comfortable, and my mind spontaneously seek for your attention. it’s only logical that i seek for an arrangement that would ensure these pleasant things to happen and develop further.”

“you’re the best choice for a partner, simply because i wish to spend the rest of my life with you; and i think that's enough.”

“i don’t think i’m a good choice for you…”

wriothesley looked as if you had pinpointed his weak point in a boxing match and delivered a straight jab right onto it. his lips slacked open and his body froze as he tried to process your words, the meaning behind it, the—

he inhaled deeply and punched his own fist into his palm, stretching his jaw with a growl before a darker tone took over his voice.

“alright, who’s been talking shit? let me at them. it won’t be manslaughter if they don’t die, right?”

he watched as your nervously fiddling fingers stopped twisting around each other, your eyes widened in shock and alarm at his words. briefly, he praised himself inwardly for being able to switch your mood at the snap of his fingers. now if only he could do that, but instead of surprise-and-horror, it could turn into surprise-and-joy instead…

“what?! wait- no! no one said that, i ju—”

“then is your own head telling you that?”

“it’s—” you gulped, gaze slowly breaking away.

he sensed a secret kept safe under the heaviest chains and locks. pain that had nearly torn up that warm heart of yours, shoved into the furthest part of you in a desperate attempt to save yourself; to silence the damned screams and the river of curses that would have made you self-destruct. he saw the remains of the thousands of needles that had embedded itself deep inside your worn heart a long time ago, and yet still it beat and struggled to not bleed out and drown you in its venomous blood.

he saw a heart as scarred as his skin, and he understood.

“..… alright, sweetheart, listen up, and listen close.”

the man’s hands suddenly cradled your cheeks, his icy blue eyes penetrating your clouded gaze. his whole demeanor had shifted into gentle and loving, as if he was holding his entire world in the palms of his hands. he resisted the urge to kiss you when you couldn’t help but lean onto his touch, instinctively seeking comfort.

he would do you better. he would give you the kind of love you’ve yet to experience. there were so much he wanted to say, but he chose to speak of the reassurance he thought you needed most at this moment.

“i say you’re the perfect choice for me. let me prove it to you.”

#genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #zhongli #zhongli x reader #al haitham #al haitham x reader #wriothesley #wriothesley x reader #rin writes

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sneakygreenbean · 10 months

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personal observations made by a new cane user:

you do not need to be in constant pain to own a cane.

folding canes have a clasp or band to keep them folded. losing the band is a pain in the ass.

you will get dirty looks

it does not matter what age you are. you will get dirty looks.

you have to hold it in the opposite hand as the disabled leg. this is fortunate, as I am right handed, so i hold it in my left hand to support my right leg.

people will try to steal your cane from you.

when standing still, I hold it in my right hand unless i need to do something right handedly. this does not work as well as i thought it would.

being visibly physically disabled is difficult. having a mobility aid will help with pain and movement, but some people don't get them because visible disability is treated with disgust.

if someone meets you for the first time, and you don't have your cane, then they will like you more, but they will not believe you are actually disabled.

if someone meets you for the first time, and you have your cane, they will not treat you the same.

the majority of other cane and mobility aid users I have met are homeless. I live close to a big city.

People do not want to see you being disabled.

you will not hear of the benefits of using a cane from anyone who does not use a cane.

no one will prepare you for the world of being visibly physically disabled. however bad you think we have it is usually not from the disability at all. I can deal with pain and I can deal with an indisposed left hand.

the hardest part of being disabled is the fact that no one will care until you make them care.

the disabled seats on trains are a suggestion

the disabled seats on buses are a suggestion.

you will have a different experience with using a cane than I have had.

your hand will become tired. you are using it as a leg.

your cane is legally a part of your body. this will not stop some people.

you are not your disability. but it will affect you.

i love you

theres always an invisible someone who has it worse. that person will not be affected or offended by your use of a cane. take the damn ibuprofen. put the folded cane in your bag. ask your friends for help. gd knows they need help sometimes too.

you will have to learn that things will be impossible to you. you may not run as fast anymore. you may not become a skater, like you always wanted to be. you may be left behind when everyone else runs ahead.

you deserve better.

your cane handle gets dirty. wash it.

some days pain is worse. some days you will feel it the moment you wake up.

no one deserves pain. the human condition is not to suffer. we deserve better. we deserve to be loved and not tolerated. we deserve to be seen better than from the corners of eyes. we deserve to be heard better than an afterthought at a meeting.

be quick to care for yourself. I love you.

#disability #if you clown on this i will kill you with my teeth.#personal #disabled #cane user #mobility aid #physical disability #this is about physical disability do not derail. i understand that mental disability is treated badly as well. this post isnt about that.#this post is also not about invisible disabilities because i have a very visible disability.#please be patient with me. i am young and new to the use of canes. most of these revelations are shockingly new.

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technoxenoholic · 11 months

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problem: hating baggy turtleneck collars because they suck and they are uncomfortable. wanting my turtleneck collars to fit snugly (but not tightly) around my neck, without gapping.

further problem: my neck is really fucking skinny. i am not kidding when i say that it is half of my skull circumference.

even further problem: most of my fabric does not in fact possess >2x stretch capability... especially not the fabric i got to make warm turtleneck shirts out of.

possible solution: button-up turtleneck collars...????

#stfu blue #sewing #fashion #reborking is prohibited #i could use like... glove buttons?? i could make the buttons go down into the shoulder seam maybe??? those seams DO meet up...#tbh this could be a really iconic Unique Blue Look TM if i can make it look good... but do i want to. do i actually like the idea #would i rather do it as an invisible closure somehow. what if i used hooks and eyes. or invisible snaps #i think i do not want to use a zipper simply because it would be an area with too much movement and the zipper would wear out pretty fast #but WHATEVER i do... what side should it even go on...#my instinct is to say it should go on the left because i do buttons (etc.) with my left hand #(yes i do right-handed button plackets with my left hand. i am more powerful than you can possibly imagine)#but like. would that just make it look weird if i wear it under something that has a front cross-over?#because i am absolutely 100% doing the left-over-right front cross for anything that does it #(with the one exception of Cosplaying A Japanese Character Who Is Dead)#but even IF it looks better... do i want to struggle to do up my collar buttons... my right hand is useless at buttons #being cross-dominant is a pain in the ass actually :/#ugh and trying to find visual examples of people with this style is impossible. am i really TOO original. is this really happening. gdi

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