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accio-victuuri · 11 months

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yuguyao content is truly the gift that keeps on giving. this fandom is keeping us busy with updates from both sides, but that doesn’t mean we will forget the sweets!

this is part four. enjoy ^^

An incident that got lots of attention with cpfs, because XZ mentioned CQL in the interview. and that was because it was asked how may times he had filmed in hengdian and so he mentioned all the projects. which included cql. I must admit that it was nice hearing it from him again. 💕 not exactly proof of whatever cause we know he loves cql and wwx. It would be out of character if he leaves it out.

but of course some entertainment accounts will twist this cause apparently, we’re not the only ones “not over” CQL and their association. It’s all BS. We all know WYB’s change in Weibo has nothing to do with “contempt” for CQL.

Let me just enjoy the parallels i see popping out and the continued Shiying x LWJ examples 😌

My absolute favorite tho and what people have been interpreting is this “mindset” that he has which is similar to WYB. You may think that this applies to both life in general or romance. The answer he gave to the question in the tencent video ruxi interview in particular. How it compares to his 2019 answer about a similar question. He is still the same stubborn XZ!

2019: "For what he thinks is right, and for the people he loves, he can work hard regardless of everything" "This is also the person I want to be."

2021: (Knowing the established destiny, will I still choose the same)" I'd love to say I will. " " But it's going to be hard work, but I'm still doing it."

So the connection people are getting at is, in the story of YGY, he knows that Zhu Yan will be the one that kills him but he still goes and falls for her. That’s just the kind of person that he is irl too isn’t it? Not saying that WYB is his Zhu Yan but the same theme as loving someone ( everyone says ) you shouldn’t. If you believe in SZD, you have to admit that ZZ can have anyone he wants. He can choose the easy route and just let go of WYB but he didn’t. They are both committed to each other and continue to stay in love despite all the noise. Same goes with WYB, how he said, “ love is like this. you can’t help it” . It’s like they don’t care what people say their “fate” will be, loving each other is a conscious choice.

They are both logical people when it comes to life and their career but when it comes to love — they really follow their heart.

The same persistence even when things get tough is a trait they both have. This is why they still continue to be relevant years after CQL.

I found this comment on one of the posts and I wanna scream cause it’s true. I’m sure that if asked, ZZ will say yes. Didn’t he say that if can re-shoot CQL, he will do all the scenes again? 😌

I’m also cackling at this part cause he now knows what it feels like to play that cold character like LWJ.

One of my feelings at the time was that you must not play him as a face, because the truth is that I really don’t want to play this kind of cold character. Most of them don’t have too many expressions. What is conveyed in front of the camera will make the audience feel like a person with facial paralysis. The audience won't believe it.

Which is the exact same fear WYB had to the point that he panics in some scenes cause what can he do when he can’t show much expressions. I’m here clowning about them talking about ZZ should play Shiying, probably WYB giving him tips. Do you think ZZ rewatched CQL and watched his Lan Zhan? LOL. I imagine WYB will get jealous 😂😂😂😂

Shi ying’s animal form also has a mole under it’s lip and yes it has always been ZZ’s “thing” even before WYB met him. However i think that WYB was the one who really put emphasis on it and add the heart with a mole onto that. Especially the “.” that XZ even started adding to his art signature.

for reference: part 1 / part 2 / part 3 / part 3.5

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#bjyx #yizhan #there is no science here i’m just clowning like i always do

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doe-writes-stuff · 2 years

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It would be amazing if you could write a Daryl Dixon x FEM!reader we're she knew Rick since they were kids and Rick has always thought of y/n as being weak and fragile then when she meets Daryl she sees that she can be herself and it turns out that she's a badass walker killer that takes no one's BS. Sorry for ranting, I've just been thinking about this for a looong time 🥲

I will certainly try! Hopefully this turns out as you'd hoped <3 This is my first request for this fandom and I'm truthfully a little nervous, hehe, but please enjoy!

WARNINGS: Canon-typical violence, blood, swearing.

The camp was abuzz. Jittery. Nervous. Understandable, given the circumstances.

Preparations were being made to head back into the heart of Atlanta's downtown where they'd originally gone looking for supplies. All this for a bag of guns and to rescue a man that only one other member of the camp really cared about. Merle could fight, could use a gun and hunt for food as well as Daryl, sure, but most of the time the fighting was likely towards other survivors rather than the dead things trying to eat you all for their next meal.

It seemed more trouble than it was worth, this whole idea. Several of the others said as much. Seeing Daryl's venomous reaction to that particular sentiment was understandable. If it were your brother, no matter how much of an asshole he was, you'd be just as pissed off. But no one was asking your opinion...

Well, other than Rick.

Idly carving the end of a stick into a sharp point with the pocket knife you'd found, the sound of his footsteps approached. Looking up, you see him eyeing you with concern. "You alright?"

"Sure." You shrug. "Everything's just a little tense is all."

"Yeah, I've noticed that." His gaze flits around to sweep over the others, narrowed in a squint as he sighed. For several seconds, he was silent, pondering what to say.

Spotting Glenn and Daryl loading up the van that would take you back to the city, you have an idea as to what Rick wanted to discuss. And your guess ends up being right.

"You know why I gotta go back-"

You wave away the rest of whatever he was going to say with the stick in your hand. "Rick, it's me you're talking to. Don't have to explain anything at all. I'm not gonna question what your gut is telling you."

"I...I left him up there." He went on, as if he hadn't heard you. "He had it comin,' you should've seen the way he was actin' on that roof, Y/N. He was a danger. But...we left him there, and that's on me. I can't accept that."

"Then you have to do what's right for your own conscience, Rick." You explain, giving him the validation he seemed to be needing. "I understand."

"Lori doesn't quite see it that way." He mumbles, shifting with his hands on his hips and turning his head towards the ground. "I know she's thinkin' about Carl, but-"

"I'm not your marriage councilor. Or your wife. So...can't help you there. Sorry." You offer a slanted smile, making sure he knew you didn't mean the words maliciously. Not that you were worried too much--you and Rick had shared a teasing friendship for longer than you could remember--but so much had changed between then and now.

He reciprocates the smile, but it's a pale comparison to that easy grin you were so familiar with. "Gettin' shot felt simpler than this."

You kick at the dirt in mock irritation. "Hey, easy on the jokes. I just found out yesterday you weren't dead, or worse. I'm still recovering from shock here."

A huffed laugh escapes him, and he nods slowly. "Right. Sorry."

With Rick here now, your closest friend since you were learning to spell your name at the age of six, that tension settling in over the camp was getting to you too.

Rick had always been the one to stick up for you, to watch your back when others sought to take advantage of your rather meek nature. To protect you when the going got tough. He was more-so an older brother figure than a friend, at this point. Overprotective and in many ways a mentor. It was the reason you knew he'd always make a great sheriff when he went off to the police academy.

In some ways, you agreed with Lori. Seeing him leave after just having found out he was alive...hell, it stung. Carl just got his father back. Lori, her husband. Leaving now and risking that good fortune seemed stupid. But while you'd never say Rick only made smart decisions, he made the morally good ones. And you couldn't fault him that.

Several loud honks cut through the relative silence at the camp, drawing both your attentions. Daryl shouted for the others to get a move on, making it blatantly clear that he wasn't waiting around any longer to find his brother. You stood, meeting Rick's eyes with a deadly seriousness that made him raise his eyebrows.

"Come back alive. For Carl, and for Lori."

"Yes, ma'am." He says, nodding towards Shane who was clearly unhappy with everything that was going on. He'd been perhaps the most vocal of how stupid he thought this course of action was. "Anything happens, stick close to Shane. He'll protect you, make sure you're safe. Ok? I'll worry about you less while I'm gone that way."

Ah, there was his overprotectiveness kicking in. Always looking out for you. Always keeping you safe and sound. When once that would have felt comforting, this time it just made you wince. But you hide the reaction with a lopsided smile and a nod towards the van, where a clearly even more agitated Daryl and about to blow a gasket if they didn't get a move on.

"You'd better go."

"Right."

And with a tip of his hat, he turns away and heads to the van.

It nags at you for the rest of the day.

"Stick close to Shane. He'll protect you, make sure you're safe."

You know Rick meant it in a kind way, that he was just looking out for you and worrying about your well-being, but ever since the dead started to rise, the sheer uselessness you'd felt had only grown worse. What good were you to the camp if you didn't pull your weight? You whittled moodily at the sticks around your camp chair, sharpening them into deadly points.

All your life you'd been coddled by those who wanted to protect you, stepping in before anything could happen to you for fear of injury or insult. Everyone was always concerned and worried about 'poor, innocent Y/N, unable to stand up for herself.' And for the longest time, you were content with that. Life was made easy, and you coasted along with little issue. Jobs, friends, problems...they all felt like a breeze.

But it also gave you so little control over your own life. You couldn't step in and do things how you'd like to. Everyone else always felt they knew best, felt they had to step in, even if you insisted against it. Even into your adult years, there was always that feeling that people treated you like a child. Preferring to be a quiet person, you'd struggled with finding your voice all this time.

A couple empowerment classes here, and a self-defense class there did help your internal feeling of accomplishment, but seeing as you never found the opportunity to use them before everything collapsed, the effort felt moot.

There was one thing you knew. The world had changed in drastic, terrible ways. It only made sense you had to change with it.

Any of your interactions with the belligerent and quite surly Daryl Dixon really sold the concept. A man so capable, practically made for this new version of life, never offered you the time of day. Never bothered wasting his time getting to know you, hearing your opinions, just acknowledging your general existence.

The way his eyes had dismissed you before ever having spoken a word to you at all, or his passive aggressive remarks that 'you best mind your business' every time you tried to help with something that wasn't classified as safe, menial labor around the camp. It was infuriating, and Daryl never appeared to give a shit how you felt about it.

You hated him. You respected him. In some ways...you appreciated him.

He didn't coddle you. Just made it blatantly clear that he didn't think you were any use. In so many words, sometimes. The words out of Daryl's mouth were always unfiltered. Hard, ugly truth dripped from each and every syllable. And there was no Rick to stand up for you this time. The resentment you suspected he harbored for you--for some useless, meek, pathetic woman who wouldn't last a day out there without someone to protect her--was palpable.

Every scowl, or glare, seemed to add another log to the fire flaring to life deep in your chest. The pilot light had always been lit, but it wasn't until now that it really began to spark. You hated feeling like you were more of a hinder than a help to these people. You hated it. Because eventually, your dependence on everyone else would get someone killed. And that was something you couldn't live with.

So as you sat there, carving little spikes from branches, keeping to yourself, you decided one thing: No more 'sweet, little Y/N.'

The end of the world would be your new baptism of fire, burning away the old you and setting the foundations for who you'd need to become to survive and protect others.

And when the opportunity arose, you'd show them all what you were made of.

Night fell, and your chance came sooner than you'd ever have anticipated.

A good old fashioned fish fry was exactly what you all needed after such a tense day, and hopefully would take those minds off who were waiting for loved ones to return from the city. You're not sure whose idea it had been, but you figured they were damn smart.

People smiled. They even laughed, talking amongst themselves around the flickering light and warmth of the campfire. Dale's awkward attempt at levity included. With good food and company, any bad day could be turned around for the better. You saw evidence of that right here and now. You found yourself smiling too.

Just as things were looking up-

A scream.

Amy.

The tentative peace was shattered within seconds. You feel like your heart leaps into your throat at the sound of the first guttural, dead groans. Walkers. They were here.

Survivors stood to their feet in a cacophony of yelling and panicked screaming. Shane's booming order to get down came barely a beat before the crack of his shotgun took down the first walker approaching.

Your mind spun, eyes searching around for any sign of a weapon. The branch you'd carved earlier into a sharp spike sat a few feet away where you'd stuck it into the ground beside the fire. With a yank and a grunt, you pulled it free and turned to where the walkers had shown up.

"Stay behind me!" Shane shouted. You hesitated, torn between following his order and doing as Rick had asked you to do, or finally taking your life into your own hands and proving how capable you were.

Now or never.

Ignoring Shane, who was busy obliterating the dead that came too close to him, you ran towards the RV where Amy had been, improvised weapon in hand. His admonishing yell to get back where you were was also ignored.

Everything was chaos, and in the darkness it was difficult to tell who was what. But the shambling of the corpses was unmistakable, and you set all reservations aside. The closest walker spotted you and reached out to grab you with its filthy hands, but you were ready. Winding back, the spike stabs down straight into the walker's head.

You flinch at the cold blood that splatters back into your face. But it was surprisingly less disgusting than you were worrying it would be. Yanking your spike out of it's head, it dropped to the ground in a heap, and you were already on the move to get the next one.

It wasn't like you weren't afraid--in fact, you were petrified--but the need to survive and to protect the others outweighed anything else. And with that revelation bolstering your courage, you took control of your life for perhaps the first time.

It felt like...dancing. Smooth and coordinated. Nerves buzzed beneath your skin, adrenaline keeping you focused and on your feet.

A second walker fell, then another, under your spike. It was coated red-black with decaying blood, and you knew you probably didn't look all that great yourself, feeling the cold stickiness of it on your face and hands.

The sound of Shane's shotgun served as your background noise, accompanied with the yells of the others who'd taken up whatever they could find to fight back. Walkers groaned their terrible song of death and hunger, but they fell quieter and quieter as they fell.

And then suddenly they were all dead. It had all gone by so slow, yet so fast. Panting from exertion but nowhere near down for the count, your eyes searched around for more. There had to be more, right? But all you saw were the felled corpses, the remaining survivors who hadn't been eaten, and...Rick. The others, too, Glenn and Daryl and T-Dog. All staring.

When had they returned?

Rick approached, looking at you as if you were a stranger; cautious, maybe a little distrustful. "Y/N. You alright?" He held a hand up, as if you were wielding a weapon to harm someone.

You glanced down, seeing the blood-soaked spike in your hand. Oh. Right. You drop the spike to the dirt and face him straight.

"I'm fine, Rick. Really." And it was true. Never before had you felt such vindication, such...validation. You had proven to yourself you could do it. And you did. The liberation was enlightening.

Noticing a lack of conversation around you, your gaze sweeps past him to see that nearly everyone in camp is looking at you the same way. "What?"

"That was stupid, Y/N. Are you out of your goddamn mind?" Shane stepped up, still holding his shotgun. Frustration came off him in waves. "You could've been killed! Runnin' off into them walkers that way!"

"I'm alright." You say with a shrug.

"You were supposed to stay behind me!" He retorted, not listening in the slightest.

"Looks like she took care of 'erself just fine. Hell, took out more than you did." Daryl said, stepping up to see the aftermath of the attack. His eyes swept along the corpses, before settling on you with an appraising look. "Guess you got some fight in you after all, girl."

You manage a small smile.

"What you did, that was..." Rick gestured to the corpses littered around the camp, confusion marking the frown at his brow. "In all the years I've known you, you've always been-"

"Weak?" You guess.

He's speechless, perhaps realizing the insult he would have been presenting if he agreed. You don't blame him, though, rather just give him a slow nod. "Well...I can't be that anymore. You can't keep stepping in for me. I never got a chance to show anyone who I could be." You finish your sentence with your eyes on Rick, willing him to understand what you truly meant, and he seemed to.

He reins in whatever shock had settled in place and gives a nod. Daryl slaps your shoulder a few times before going off to make sure the dead ones were well and truly dead.

Knowing you'd earned even a modicum of respect from the redneck was surprisingly pleasant. The others began fading away to clean up and recover from the aftermath of the attack, but you stood there, taking in your handiwork with pride. One day you'd be just as dispensable as the others. And tonight had been the first step towards that.

Shaking off the thoughts, you went to help clean up the dead; both walkers and those you hadn't been in time to save.

It would be a long night.

#daryl dixon #ask #askbox #anon #scenario #request #the walking dead #the walking dead x reader #daryl dixon x reader #fem reader #twd

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nayatarot777 · 2 years

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what do you have to be grateful for? ~ pac

check out my youtube channel if you'd like! 🤍

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you guys have your friends to be grateful for. you don't have many of them - close ones anyway (i'm seeing 2 close friends maximum) - but these very few friendships were built on very stable foundation. they're the people who you feel most comfortable around. it's like you have a childlike energy around these people despite feeling as though you have to be more serious or stone-faced around most other people. even family. these people are part of your happiness. they also understand your self-sufficiency and need to be in your own energy for a while.

these particular friendships are genuine friendships. despite the fake ones that you might have met in the past, these have always stuck around. they understand your boundaries and how to respect you. that's why they don't trigger you as much as past friends have. because they genuinely understand. for a lot of you, they are part of your soul tribe. they didn't force their way into your life. their connection with you is extremely cared for and carefully but genuinely crafted with pure intentions. cherish these people.

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some of you could feel as though you need to open up more, but spirit is actually saying that your privacy and maybe even secrecy is something to be grateful for. it allows you to carefully craft whatever you need to without the pressure of other people's expectations and opinions about what you're doing. transformation and change is also worthy of gratitude. although the transformations may be extreme and sudden (seeming like an uphill battle to deal with), they are always followed by blessings. it's like you're rewarded for every tough situation you go through and things drastically change again, but for the better. your struggles are what you should be grateful for. the negative ways that you view yourself were the lies spoken or implied by other people throughout your life. your soul is living this life time on hard mode lmao. but the harder the challenges, the greater the rewards.

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your introversion is something to be grateful for. you protect your energy immaculately this way, although it does get lonely sometimes. this solitude allows you to direct your nurturing energy towards yourself. maybe you have trauma related to being neglected in multiple ways by others, so spirit has directed you onto a path of solitude so that you don't just exert your loving energy to others with no care for yourself. you could have a problem with doing that in friendships and relationships. you might want to be in a relationship if you're not already, but your singleness is a much needed time of self love and self care. to connect with yourself again. especially if you've been through childhood trauma or trauma in your teenage/adult years. that shit disconnects you from yourself. connecting with yourself again by learning to love and care for yourself is the remedy for you.

you could feel ignored by romantic or sexual interests. it's not your looks or your personality. you're extremely attractive, beautiful, and likeable to people. you just can't see that because you don't see that in yourself. spirit is protective over you. your energy makes romantic suitors feel like there's something pure? or divine? very precious and in need of a lot of care. a lot of these people feel like they're not well equipped for the responsibility of caring for you. they're aware of their own shadow - even if it's just subconsciously - and they keep themselves away. rejection is your protection.

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the ability to walk away from people, places, and things with a quickness in order to actively balance yourself out again. emotionally and spiritually. the times when you've been ambushed by an ugly truth and you've had to walk away from someone or something. some of you could feel passive in life. or caught up in bs all of the time. it's because you're not afraid to say whatever tf you need to say. you'll put up your boundaries with a quickness and then get attacked for it. you might even be hated for it by sly mfs who couldn't get one over on you but this is a blessing. it protects you. your ability to walk away from overwhelming connections when needed is something to be grateful for. it takes a level of strength to do that. you can stay calm in high stress situations too. your poker face helps with that.

#pick a card #pick a photo #pick a picture #psychic readings #divination #pac #tarot #tarot reading #pac reading #spirituality

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tiny012 · 5 months

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I just realized that so many of the criticisms of Crystal in regards to character development are really just people upset there aren't enough "slice of life" episodes that deal with whatever mundane or tedious BS. I think the first two seasons were pretty solid in that regard and then it went downhill from S and froward. But really, character development was never essential for those types episodes in the first place. Remember R's dinosaur episode (the 67th in the series)? Really....

I think we need to rethink these criticisms of character development. because I'm sure in alternate universe where Sailor V and the short stories were adapted, Crystal had a bigger budget, the movies were two additional seasons and had more character driven episodes as a bonus, people would be whining about the girls not doing any shopping, roasting/belittling Usagi, obsessing over boys, having boyfriends, roasting/belittling Usagi, and among other things and other pointless mundane shit.

And that's the thing!

Just because in the manga and crystal we don't see doing mundane/slice of life things and also doing shenanigans all the time people think they don't do them. Meanwhile in the 90's anime that's like majority of the episodes.

They are teenage girls. I'm pretty sure they doing things like shopping, eating, going to the movies, sleepovers, and other things that teenage girls would do which crystal and the manga both showed and hinted at through the acts and the story stories.

Slice of life can't equate to Character Development if they are not applying what they learn from those slice of life moments and applying it in episodes AFTER that moment.

Just because we don't have 200 episodes of the manga and crystal showing that doesn't mean it doesn't happen.

That’s the reason the side stories are important because you do get that Character development and the girls have time to be silly in those stores.

But also they are Sailor Senshi that have to save the world from the lastest incarnation of Chaos.

In the 90's anime they couldn’t do their jobs for nothing in the world when a enemy come meanwhile in the manga they pick up on a new enemy when something simple as a eclipse or a meteor happens or a child that falls from the sky they are on it like hot rice.

It’s doesn’t take 35 to 40 episodes for manga senshi to be on the top of their shit when it comes to a new enemy attacking the world. The 90's senshi can’t do a simple reconnaissance mission to get intel for nothing.

The Manga/Crystal Senshi was stood on business when it come to Senshi Business meanwhile the 90's anime they had no sense of urgency, waited to the last min sometimes to get intel and then want to get on Usagi case if she's not " taking it seriously" which they are telling Usagi 50 million times they she need to focus on defeating the enemy.

Meanwhile when Manga Usagi is ready for the enemy to fuck around and find out when it comes to her friends. She grows as leader, fighter and has plenty of gotdamn sense.

Oh meanwhile having episodes where Rei is acting a bitch towards Usagi but it supposed to be " tough love", Ami still thinks all she is about is academics where she spends the majority of a season being a about studying, Mako still thinks every guy she meets is her senpai and only have a few times when she's thinking about her strength or cooking, Mina is scheming on trying to become an idol or get a boyfriend.

Like I said before

Manga Senshi can go shopping or to the lastest Starlight concert after Chaos lastest incarnation is defeated.

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starrattlerofprydain · 16 days

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Sooo...

I've been working at the same job for a little over 10 years now and it's practically the only job I've ever had. It's the typical 9-5 office job. My mom has worked there for many years so she suggested for me to start working part time to get some work experience, which was fine. I was already familiar with some of the people there. I eventually started working full time about two years after that (back in 2015) and it's been that way ever since, despite not having the intention of working there for that long. But I figured I might as well stay. But being the typical office job, the work environment can get pretty toxic at times. We've had to put up with a lot of bs over the years with my boss and coworkers, and people coming and going.

For the most part, I've always tried to mind my own business and do my work. Thankfully I don't really have to talk to anyone or to any clients since a lot of the stuff I do just involves imputing stuff in the computer. Again, I'm honestly thankful for that, I struggle a lot talking to people. I think it's just the work environment that's been making me anxious lately. And working from home doesn't really seem to be an option since we're not a paperless office. My boss is also working on eventually selling the business to some new owners eventually so I have no idea how that's gonna go. Maybe it might be for the best, but only time will tell.

It's just lately I feel like being there has taken a toll on my mental health. Even though I get by just fine doing my work and minding my own business, sometimes the negative stuff that goes on in the office affects me, even though I'm not involved. I just feel like there's a lot of tension and it generally feels uncomfortable being there. My anxiety kicks in and it makes it hard to focus on my tasks. I've broke down a few times at work because of that, I've called in sick a few days to recuperate a bit. I called in sick today as well. And whatever free time I have, I've been using it on my hobbies to distract myself from all of that. But even then, that's only temporary and lately it's been hard to find joy in that.

I'm not sure if it's come to the point where maybe I should just try and see if I could go back to working part time or if I should just quit altogether. I just don't know what to do if I do end up quitting. This is the only job I've ever had ever since I got out of high school so it's a bit scary to think about finding something else if I go down that route. I've looked into finding another job many times, but I don't know what will work best for me.

I've been trying to hang in there as long as I could, but I honestly don't know how much longer I can get by. And I hate that I feel kinda guilty for it, but at the same time, I'm just thinking what might be best for my mental health. Thankfully I have my family and husband to support me through these tough times and I appreciate them being there for me.

I just hope I can figure things out and get out of this rut. And try to think positively. Life's too short.

#personal #ramblings and scramblings

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hypergamiss · 3 months

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hello queen, I have a pathetic question about dating: how to not feel jealous at those who seem like they’ve found “the one” already? Ik all that stuff about everyone being on their own journey and stuff, but it does hurt sometimes. I’ve never even dated so seeing everyone find their one is heartbreaking sometimes. Ik there’s the bad parts of dating such as my friend saying her guy is the one and love of her life (they recently bought a house together) but also that he plays video games often and she feels bored and lonely at times. Sometimes tho I just want that relationship for the dumb sake of saying I have a boyfriend, or that attention. How the hell do you get over it and be content with yourself? It genuinely feels like no one is single around me /: maybe I’d feel differently if I had some single friends to relate to? Idk I just feel jealous all the time, and it isn’t good for me or my future. I should be focusing on creating the best version of myself but this insecurity is holding me back. It feels like a what do these girls have that I don’t? My friend told me a lot of ppl just settle and that’s why they’re in relationships but it didn’t make me feel better. I just want to find my “one” perfect ambition, hard working guy already. Sorry for venting, I love your account and advice.

Listen, social media is a dating reality show edited to make you feel like a loser. All you get are the bouquets and champagne dates, never the screaming match about dirty dishes. But lemme tell you, relationships are WORK. Even those picture-perfect couples have their "Why did I do this?" moments and silent car rides filled with unspoken resentment. That's just reality, even if it doesn't fit on an Instagram caption.

Being single can be tough, but let's not pretend relationships are a magic fix. It's about trading one set of problems for another, usually spicier ones. Don't get me wrong, the right person is worth it, but life isn't a fairytale. Notice how those couples with the constant PDA often go silent when things get messy?

Here's where self-discovery comes in. Sometimes those relationship cravings are masking something else – a need for excitement, validation, whatever. Figuring that out is way more productive than doom-scrolling relationship goals.

You think having a partner is this automatic happiness upgrade, but I've been on the other side, in a relationship feeling lonelier than ever. Trust me, it's a mind-blowing kind of awful, followed by a new level of depression. That's the thing nobody talks about.

So, I rock my single status because guess what? I've got standards. Settling for mediocrity just to avoid being alone? Nope. I'd rather invest my energy elsewhere. Because contrary to all that rom-com nonsense, you can't outsource your happiness to another person. You gotta build that for yourself.

A healthy relationship is two happy people adding to each other's lives, not draining each other dry with emotional baggage. That's why I'm perfectly content rolling solo until the right one comes along. Do you want dependence and drama? There are plenty of trashy reality shows for that.

Yeah, it's different from the usual "find your soulmate" BS, but it's REAL. You want fulfillment? Build that life for yourself first. The rest either falls into place, or you realize you're happier without another person's dirty socks in the mix.

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i think most of the issues with irl lies with martyn. he's always come across as way too laid back and kinda a coattail rider to me. and working with family is always tough like there's no way phil would ever stand up to martyn about issues and it put dan in an awkward position too. when dnp were on hiatus he started a new influencer company and seems to have turned all his attention to that (and whatever crypto bs is on trend atm) plus he and corn live on iom now which must make it difficult to make in person business connections.

i don't think dnp are involved in running irl merch at all. when Cornelia was an employee i think most decisions were made by Martyn and her together. but after Freja was born + moving to IoM, i don't think Cornelia even has time to get updates. officially she isn't working for/with irl merch anymore, and i don't think she is involved on a family level much either. Sarah was basically a senior manager, and i think she knew more than Martyn, mostly because she was actually involved in everything. and after she left (and Martyn let her go, which is bizarre to me. like, i would fight for someone like that. salary? conditions? give her everything, bro), i'm not sure there's a senior manager who could replace her. if Matryn found a replacement for Ryann (an account manager), good for him, but it's clearly not enough.

"i don't think dnp are involved in running irl merch" that being said, i think they should be involved. it's their business just as Martyn's. only they are also the faces of it, which kinda adds some responsibility. if anything actually bad happens with irl, dnp's public image can be damaged. Martyn's? not so much. (me, trying to explain the correlation)

anon, i agree with you, btw. Martyn can be a problem. he is a managing director with the lack of managing skills (allegedly, in my opinion. don't sue me).

#if i were dnp seeing wtf is happening with my company i'd shit my pants and beg sarah to return #and ryann if needed #even if temporary. i'd try to find their replacement while they are still in the company and can teach new people everything they know #irl merch survived Lauren's departure because there were other people who knew the processes at least a little bit #now? a completely different picture #answered #irl merch #i wonder if Sarah comes back as a manager #not only to help from time to time

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Angry woc anon here, lol. I totally agree with you, what a lovely response. And thanks for absorbing my rant, lol -- I'm so pissy about this and have so few outlets. And uh, here comes another one? It really is so hard in fandoms. B/c like, just as you said, we're all here to discuss her, so ofc we're going to talk about things like who she's dating. And yeah, she's a public figure, and like ... public figures affect the political landscape. And that can be fuzzy. But I feel like ... as you said, there are people treating this like actual activism. And I have some sympathy for that, especially for younger fans -- this is the only sphere they really have a voice. But I think something that is really true about female-dominated fandoms is 1. we're eager to tear ourselves/the women we love apart b/c there's a built in cookie/jolt of self-esteem/whatever for the girl who shits on other girls, and 2. we police the shit out of our fandom, out of all proportion to real-world issues, b/c we know, on some level, how huge those issues are, and are terrified by them, and our attendant helplessness. Standing up to actual men is terrifying and subjects you to vicious, insane cruelty. And we're dealing w/ this shit irl every day of our lives. So we freak the fuck out at Taylor like she's suddenly got an Aryan Nation tattoo and not, yknow, getting some sleazy-but-worshipful rebound dick after a tough breakup. Because it feels like doing something, when actually doing something is so, so, so much harder, especially for women. Tbh I feel like Azaleia Banks in the only person with the right take rn -- like, girl, you can do better! You deserve better! But also, goddamn, this breakup is devastating, she's on a completely unprecedented tour, she's living under insane scrutiny every damn day, she's a once-in-a-generation genius, and because she's a woman, she also needs to be very hot and in high heels as she does it. And she's 33. She knows it only gets harder from here. So, like ... I get it. Joe checked out, and MH, for his faults, clearly KNOWS she's spectacular. I get it. It's not great, but shit, I get it, and I'm going to give her grace. Like we do for men, even when they do actually objectionable shit. The truth is, which I think a lot of "THIS IS ACTIVISM!" Swifties don't want to face, is that Taylor dating MH effectively doesn't fucking matter. No one is looking at this and saying "Gee, I'm going to join the alt-right because Taylor Swift is soothing herself with a sleazy indie dude!" Even just in terms of "what is this normalizing" ... as a social worker who has had to reckon w/ that question in a variety of contexts, it's patently absurd to freak out over this and not, like, the thousands of songs on the radio every day that treat women of color like animals. Or how about the ones that glorify beating them and treating them like shit? Or like, the thousands of online spaces that explicitly tell men that Jews are the reason they're stuck in a dead-end job? I know a lot of people think this is whataboutism, but there is a material difference no one who actually does this work can ignore between these things. There are orders of magnitude that matter here, and ignoring them is putting one's own petty, privileged bs before actual, active suffering. The truth is, the vast, vast majority of people who like Taylor don't know who MH is and never will. They hear there's some "drama" and shrug. And the other truth is, this has blown up because we looooove getting together to rake a woman over the coals. I know that BECAUSE I'm a woman of color with a background that spans multiple countries. No matter where I am, I can depend on one fact: People love hating women. This just isn't that fucking different.

i'm not lying when i say reading this ask made me really emotional because not only do i feel like you understand the depth of my feelings on this topic (the misogyny and racism, but also the way the fandom is handling it), but you've also articulated feelings i didn't know i had. i'm really grateful that you took the time to express this and share it with me because, truthfully, i feel less alone in my perspective. and i know we've been saying "it's not that deep," but like. it's not, but it is.

that last part probably didn't make sense. but i just want to call out a few things in your ask that really stood out to me and i want to emphasize:

But I feel like ... as you said, there are people treating this like actual activism. And I have some sympathy for that, especially for younger fans -- this is the only sphere they really have a voice.

2. we police the shit out of our fandom, out of all proportion to real-world issues, b/c we know, on some level, how huge those issues are, and are terrified by them, and our attendant helplessness. [...] Because it feels like doing something, when actually doing something is so, so, so much harder, especially for women.

There are orders of magnitude that matter here, and ignoring them is putting one's own petty, privileged bs before actual, active suffering.

No matter where I am, I can depend on one fact: People love hating women.

#ty ty ty for sharing this #hot taykes

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You know the really cute found family anime where there will be a group of gangsters/killers and they end up with a child for whatever reason? They are all so freaking tough and badass but just turn into giant oversized pups when the child is around??

I wanna write a fic like that so damn badly. I'm watching Buddy Daddies on crunchyroll and it isn't helping the urge at all.

I wanna write Namson (namjoon/jackson) as ruthless hitmen who only smile at their kid. I wanna throw all the members of Monsta X into the middle of a heist gone wrong because they found a kid instead of a grand jewel. I wanna see all of Ateez's freeze like dial up when they get called uncles while their legs get hugged tightly by little arms!

Damnit, am I might really have to fucking create a daddy gang universe just for myself to scream about...

And of course while writing this an idea hit me. What if I create a daycare/school for children of different gangs? Like it's the one place where none of the hard killer bs is allowed and everyone agrees to follow the rules because they want the kids to stay innocent for as long as they can 🥹

Ateez' Mingi is dropping off his son when he sees that Got7's Jaebeom has parked in his spot. Mingi is ready to throw hands and before anything bad can happen, Mingi's son and Jaebeom's son run to each other with their arms wide open for a hug. Now Mingi and Jaebeom are just standing there glaring at each other while their kids are talking about making playdates at each other's house...🤭

Monsta X's Shownu is at parent's day and is eating a brownie with his daughter when he over hears that Stray Kid's Felix is the one that made them....👀

BTS's Jimin is trying to get his daughter's friend to stop crying because the poor kid tripped over his shoe laces. Well here comes Shinee's Taemin ready to murder whoever made his son cry 😠 but he ends up thanking Jimin for cleaning the cut on his son's knee and putting a bright pink Hello Kitty bandage on it....

...Someone stop my brain. I can't keep creating whole ass universe in my mind 😅

#i don't get why my mind has to do so much #this is a while ass series #it would be really cool as a collab too #a lot of moving parts #but it would be really fun #soc talks #writer life

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coulsonlives · 9 months

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ATLA spoilers/Azula stuff. Kinda big mad now, why does this fandom suck so hard.

I posted something in the ATLA fandom for the first time and was super excited about participating. Then I was immediately grossed out by how much ship hate and toxic discourse there is oml.

The ship wars surrounding Zutara are bad enough, especially when I ship all the things. But on top of that, apparently if you think Azula can be redeemed (not in the sense of being forgiven, but more like coming to terms w her past actions and sorting out her very, very obvious baggage), or are even ambivalent to the idea, you're a fascist sympathizer?!

I don't even care what happens to Azula. but some people really gotta chill with the attacks and tbh, totally reductive takes?

For starters, Azula was literally groomed to become a child soldier by her father. It doesn't excuse her actions at all, but there are so many signs in the show to explain why she is like she is, and why her finding some kind of closure wouldn't be out of the blue. The whole point of her and Zuko's backstories were to show how things came to be how they were. The writers and animators didn't put that stuff there for no reason.

That look on her face when Ty Lee was speaking during the campfire scene, for example? She was obviously sympathetic to Ty Lee, but as soon as Ty Lee looked at her, she snubbed her! She wanted to care, but she didn't want to show it. World's most obvious 'tough guy' act, and how much do we wanna bet it was because her father didn't let her show weakness, and she was just more receptive to indulging it than Zuko was, for whatever psychological reasons? She came off like she was hard-wired for self-interest, which probably predisposed her to all of Ozai's bs. But I also see people calling Azula a psychopath, and I'm like bruh, did we watch the same show?! A psychopath would feel no emotions about hurting people, Azula clearly does feel stuff, even if she takes pride in her war-related work, which does involve hurting/killing people. She's not a psychopath by definition, plain and simple, calling her that is reductive af.

I don't even think 'psychopath' is the right term to use in general for people like that, so there lol. Credibility points -1.

Then she apologized to Ty Lee during the party. Her apology could've just been a way to keep Ty Lee on her side, but then she went a step further and openly admitted to being jealous of Ty Lee. What purpose did that serve in the initial apology? None! She just did it because reasons, it had no functional or tactical purpose. Her interactions with all the party people screamed that she wanted relationships, too, but she didn't know how to communicate, and it obviously bugged her. She was upset about it.

She's shown she cares for Zuko at many different times, for example, she finds out he's been visiting Iroh, but she doesn't tell anyone even though she should. She's 'looking out for him'.

She also had a total breakdown at the end of the show. Again does it excuse her actions? Nah fam, not at all. But her emotional turmoil was super obvious. She'd built up an identity around being strong and winning at all costs, and she lost it, and she never got closure with her mom, so she didn't have anything left and she just.. cried. That doesn't sound irredeemable to me, that sounds like a scared fucking person who is wondering why the f everything they're doing, which they've been told to do from day one, is falling apart.

She's a 14-y/o child soldier, and I'm not about to say child soldiers are all irredeemable (again in the context of finding self acceptance and closure) in spite of the horrors they've done and the brainwashing. She's also a product of her environment and her abusive father, of generational trauma, and I'm not about to say people who grew up in abusive households can never get better from all the harm that was done to em! I've seen some really shitty people totally turn over a new leaf.

One of the best quotes from the show is something Aang says: 'Roku was just as much Fire Nation as Sozin was, right? If anything, their story proves anyone's capable of great good and great evil.'

So I'm not buying the narrative that Azula is pure distilled evil and has nothing going for her, not with what the show has given us. Ozai had virtually no redeeming qualities, but there are so many hints with Azula that it really pisses me off to see so much garbo talk around her.

Anyways that's my complaining for today.

I really don't wanna go near this fandom. I don't know what the tags are for discourse/harassment free stuff, where people can just ship what they want, and want what they want, without being heckled or shit on. If anyone knows a tag or some blogs like that, hmu.

(Inb4 all the people without nuance interpret this as 'I support Azula's war crimes', who are the main reason I sure as f won't be letting this loose with reblogs. I guess people can still screenshot this and take bits out of context, but idgaf. Their problem not mine!)

#atla #atla azula #azula #child abuse ment cw #ship wars

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crackedramblings · 2 months

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Notes from 24.3.24

I've been trying to analyze myself and why I got drawn into CA's channel and the group. The logical part of my mind never really believed some of what she talked about; as you know I even left the group at one point as life got really tough and it wasn't serving me. But I came back because I really did hear the group in my mind calling me. I still feel that I know some of you on a soul level. You, K, a few others feel familiar (not Mort though haha). Even if none of this turns out to be real (I never saw any alien ships, I'm still salty about it) I still believe in a HS. Even if none of this is true, part of me that wanted me to follow this road for some reason. Why? What was it?

I never even cared about a recall, tbh. I don't think I ever told anyone in the group this but I took the first two doses of the thing. It wasn't even necessarily that I was scared of getting sick. I just ... didn't care if the thing hurt me. I really, really didn't. I decided to be a willing guinea pig because, if it turned out to be toxic, who cares? I'm ready to go. I felt that way three years ago, and I still feel that way. Sure I have moments of fun on this planet, moments of enjoyment; music and food, cute cat antics, etc. But if I got a bad diagnosis tomorrow and I was given the choice of treatment, I'd likely just say 'no thanks, give me pain pills and leave me alone.' This world is not my home, like they used to say in my church. So many people in the group were worried about whether or not it would hurt people and for me, for myself, I just didn't care in the least. So I took the first two and never got any more. Ironically it was my mom of all people that absolutely refused to take it. It even irritated me at first. She was already in poor health, what did she care? She kept talking about infertility, as if she was in her 30s or something. I'm pretty sure she thought (and still does) that it's the mark of the beast or whatever.

But nevertheless, I took it, and I'm still here, and maybe I've had ill effects (all the heart fluttering? idk) but maybe not. Maybe I've just lived an American life fill of crap food and crap soda and sitting on the couch and now that I'm almost fifty freaking years old, it's caught up with me. Maybe it was all just another one of the stupid endless games my HS plays to keep itself entertained. Similar to the stupid endless stories my mind makes up to keep myself entertained. Because this world is just crap. I've heard spiritual people say 'Oh your HS is thrilled to be here' but I call BS. I can't find joy here. You know with all this free time I have not working (and boy does that trigger some people) I've not done anything worthwhile (and that triggers people even more). My latest idea is I want to start getting into whisky. Such a 3D thing. I mean several of my ancestors were alcoholics so, why is this even crossing my mind? What is my HS playing at?

Did I make the idea of my HS up? Is life here so incredibly intolerable that I created an idea of an HS just to make it more bearable? I don't think I did, I think it's real. And I really don't want to part ways with my HS, I really don't. But for whatever reason it wanted me to believe in what CA was telling us. Even if it turns out to all be a story to entertain us for three years.

Maybe I'm just resisting. IDK. Maybe not. But I can't make any sense of it. All I can do is keep eating, sleeping, doing laundry, all the crap human stuff that I have to do every day. I can't even stop, like I told myself once. I can't stop doing this stuff. I'll need an outside force to stop me. Or what I perceive as one.

IDK. I'm in a mood. Maybe it'll become clear. Maybe not. Maybe this was all an exercise to get me writing, which I'm supposed to be doing anyway according to my QHHT session. Blah.

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aquadestinyswriting · 1 year

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Writeblr Positivity Tag

OK, so 3rd time's the charm with this. Godsdamned life stuff getting in the way. Thank you to @captain-kraken for the tag.

Tags: whoever wants to complete this honestly, not sure who among my mutuals has done this already.

1. What motivates you to write?

Motivation to write is mostly an intrinsic thing and comes and goes depending on what is going on in my life. It has become a bit more consistent since I started treatment for ADHD though. Getting comments on my work helps a tonne as well since I like to keep my readers relatively happy.

2. A line/short snippet of your writing that you are most proud/happy of. If not maybe share a line of someone else's work you love (just please credit them)

This one is tough because I have a lot of snippets I'm very proud of. Let's go with one from Striking the Anvil:

Morag nodded in satisfaction again and set about damping down the fire while Meredith gulped down her drink. By the time the fire was out, Meredith was already getting up to head back to bed. Morag hugged her daughter tightly,

“If ye need anything’ else, hen, just shout. I don’t mind getting up.” She said, ruffling Meredith’s hair.

I love the close relationship Meredith has with her mother, and I'm thoroughly enjoying getting to show it off. For a character that was originally created for a d&d campaign, Meredith's family are very wholesome and somehow lived through the whole campaign, beginning to end.

3. Which OC makes you smile every time you think/talk about them and what are they like?

The OC that makes me smile every time is definitely Meredith. As much as I love and cherish Selene for being my first roleplay character ever, I got to play Merri from level 1 all the way to level 14/15 before I had to retire her to the role of npc when I took over as GM of the Destiny's New Servants campaign. Since Merri is everything I still aspire to be as a person, it's hard not to smile when thinking and talking about her.

As for what Merri is like: she's a forthright, loyal and devout woman. She will be the friend who will stand by you no matter what's going on, but will also be the first to call anyone out on their bs when it's needed

4. What process of writing do you enjoy the most?

I enjoy visualising the various scenes or pieces of a thing I plan to write. Sharing my work is the bit I enjoy the most, though. Knowing that whatever I've written will, hopefully, make others feel the way I did while writing is a big dopamine hit.

5. What part of writing do you think you are the best at? (Yes stroke your own ego it's okay)

I think I'm pretty good at dialogue exchanges. I do need to work on the actions and tags in between the banter, but I do love having a spiel where it's just two or more people talking back and forth. I prefer to write more naturalistic dialogue and it's fun to read it back to myself.

6. What is something in the writeblr community is most enjoyable?

The most enjoyable aspect of the writeblr community is getting to know other writers and geeking out over all our OCs and the situations we get them into. I also enjoy the tag games because I get to see other peoples' thoughts and feelings about their work, worlds and characters, as well as their processes for writing.

7. A writing tool/device you use that helps you with writing? (It could be speech to text, a writing program etc)

I'll give shout out to text to speech programmes, because they do help sort out where I've gone wrong in the grammar department better than just reading through the document does.

8. A piece of worldbuilding that you like in your own story? (It could be the magic system, a particular place in the story, a law etc)

I like all the worldbuilding tidbits that crop up in the stuff I write, but my favourite, by far, is the concept of cridhe-dàime. It comes up fairly often as a phrase that Meredith uses with regard to Elowyn and is a word that describes a type of queer-platonic relationship in universe. I came up with it after realising that Merri and Elowyn had a much closer friendship than most other characters even during the campaign the two were a part of. After said campaign ended I wanted to keep that closeness between them, and so came up with a word to describe a platonic relationship that was nonetheless as important to Meredith as her marriage to Yoruk. I didn't find out about QPRs until much later.

9. What piece of advice would you say to encourage others to write if they are having a rough patch?

If you're having a rough patch, it's ok to walk away from a project that's frustrating you. You can always come back to it later with a fresh pair of eyes and/or ears. I would advise that, if you do this, that you read other things, write other projects or just keep up with some form of general creativity because getting back into the saddle will be much harder if you don't.

10. Tag some people whose works you love/have been your biggest supporters

My biggest supporter is @druidx, who is the creator of Elowyn and was my roleplay partner during the Destiny's New Servants campaign, which almost all my writing is currently based on. I love the comments you leave on my stuff, and I hope it still brings you joy to read about the characters' exploits despite how long it's been since we last played together.

I will also shout out @blind-the-winds for their encouragement about the Fangthane stuff. I'm glad you're enjoying all the dwarven worldbuilding I've had to do to explain the culture and politics of the setting and hope you're enjoying the Fangthane's Folly series (I will get back to that and A Circle None Can Break really soon, I promise).

Other shoutouts go to @ashirisu, @odysseywritings, @asher-orion-writes, @mariahwritesstuff, @freedominique and @thesorcerersapprentice for their support.

#writeblr tag game #writeblr community #writing positivity

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hoghtastic · 9 months

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I must admit, I feel "seen." 😋 As I sit here, reading all the posts, I totally feel seen but in a different way than you may think. Typically, anyone who "feels seen," gets defensive and then sends in an ask that is calling someone out. I want to address this differently and hope for someone to help me. I'm serious. And I'm not going to be rude, so don't worry. I seriously am asking for your opinions and suggestions.

I'm about to lay all my BS out on the table and open up and be completely vulnerable here. Please, if you answer me, be kind, because I'm honestly not pointing fingers at anyone but MYSELF!

Well, am I someone who has also been "desperately trying to prove that Johanne does not live with Alex?" Yes, I am. Have I analyzed stuff to exhaustion to prove my point that it hasn't happened yet? Also, yes. Does it mean I'm a bit on the crazy side? Absolutely. It has to. Or completely crazy? Probably also, yes. (Even though my friend tells me that crazy people don't usually sit around and question if what they're doing is crazy or not. Haha)

And the question here isn't AM I jealous of her. The question is, WHY the F*@K am I jealous of her? I have my own life, that I am quite happy with, actually, and I know whatever happens with them, between them, absolutely has no bearing on my life whatsoever! They could have 2.5 kids, 20 brand new cars, a white picket fence, and live happily ever after, and it would not affect my life at all. They are complete strangers that I only know and make my opinions of based on what they've posted and what I've seen and read about them. How does it make any D#@M sense, then, that the thought of them living together or omg, getting married makes a part of my heart break a little? And seriously, not because of anything she has done or posted and deleted, (because I won't make an assumption based on who she is entirely based on just the ridiculous sh¡t) but just because I'm just woman enough to admit I'm jealous! I know even if they weren't together, it doesn't increase MY chances of being with him or anything even close to that, so why the H3LL do I care?!!!!!!!!!!!! I have thought and thought and analyzed it to death and I still can't figure it out.

I want him to be happy, I do, but why does him being happy make a part of me sad? And even though it does still make me happy for him, it makes no sense!

So I come to you all to sincerely ask if I am the only one. Surely I'm not the only person in this boat! 🤞🏼 and even if I am, is there anyone who can explain this to me? WHAT THE F☆@K is my problem? Because it seems I seriously have one! Ugh!

HELP! Please! I feel so dumb. And I'm usually smarter than this.

Oh, And just in case someone says it or thinks it, no, I don't think me and Alex are in any kind of relationship, I don't think we're all friends, and I don't think he's mine or belongs to me. I'm not completely lost haha

Hello anon! 😊 First of all, I truly admire your courage and sincerity for sharing your feelings with us in such an honest way. I do believe you're not the first, nor will you be the last to feel like this. Most people, in any moment of their lives had some sort of celebrity crush which may or may not have had some sort of impact in their lives.

Especially in today's age, social media has made it extremely easy to have access to one's favorite celebrities. As we get more glimpses into their lives, and even some interactions sometimes, we feel closer to them and they truly become a part of our daily lives. We see these people everyday, we get to know what they've been up to, and therefore we grow to know and admire them even more. Sometimes their mere presence brightens our day and gives us some comfort in tough times, to help us through the day, much like a real-life friend would, and our attachment grows. And like a real-life friend, we won't always agree with everything they do or say, so sometimes we also get a little frustrated or even worried about them (or jealous, like you mentioned). And these feelings are real, the time and emotional (and sometimes monetary) investment in these people is real, however, the relationship is not, since it's really one-sided. And that's the key word here, which defines parasocial relationships.

From your description, it seems to me that's what you're experiencing. According to this article, there are various levels of parasocial relationships, and it seems that while you are aware of their one-sided nature, which is actually a good thing, it's still affecting you in some way, so it has become intense-personal.

While parasocial relationships can lead to negative consequences like stalking and avoiding real-life relationships and responsibilities, they also have a few benefits, like helping socially anxious people eliminate fear of rejection, or helping against depression and loneliness, as people feel some sort of connection to their favorite celebrity (and sometimes even make friends in the community/fandom). So it's easy to understand why some people are more vulnerable and end up experiencing parasocial relationships.

It's also important to acknowledge that today's industry also capitalizes on these relationships, creating an illusion of face-to-face interaction. In said article they mention more personal advertising campaigns in which celebrities or influencers talk directly to their audiences, maybe even sharing some personal stories to establish a closer connection. However, since we're talking about Alex, I'd like to mention the countless conventions he attends, during which he acts as his fans' long time friend, speaking and behaving exactly how they expect him to, promoting this sense of proximity and giving the illusion of a more realistic and intimate connection.

In conclusion, what you're experiencing is actually very common, anon, and I'd advise you to look a little more into this topic to better understand your feelings. However, if you feel they're having some sort of bigger impact in your daily life, my best advice would be to talk to a professional who could better guide you. Regardless, I hope this was helpful and if you ever feel like talking to someone about this, my asks & DMs are always open. 😊💖

#anon asks #parasocial relationships

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doctorhoe · 10 months

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HEY. You're beautiful. Yes. BUT. When it comes to the modern woman, we still have so much out of our hands that prevents us from changing our lives; disability, where we're born, race, etc. Snow White is still an inspiration to those of us even in the so called "first world" because singing a song to get through the utter bs of life is just how it is. We can't "dream of adventure" and hope some castle in the middle of no where shows up. We can't sprout legs with magic. We have these crappy lives and the only way to do it is to trade our talents and HOPE it'll work out. For the majority of us, it doesn't. But if we find some family, it's "good enough". That's Happily Ever After. That's why Belle and Ariel are "can't relate to this". That's why fighting like Mulan is "lol don't know her". Because you just can't change this no matter how hard you try. Cause you're not that upper crust. You're living in a hut and just thankful someone's not trying to stab you at the moment. We don't have the power men have and we certainly don't have a magic wand that money or a good upbringing is (and forget it when we're disowned for being queer or WHO KNOWS what else). Snow White is relatable and very important. The attacks on her and other older princesses is pretty ridiculous. I'm not a perfect woman and this myth I can just stumble into perfection is disgusting. I am no better than my Great Depression counterparts and to be honest, I may actually be worse off in some places... and it hurts to know that. It hurts to know history will remember me as that as I rapidly lose more and more rights. Snow White is all I got as I hope things get better cause nobody has their act together and all agency was robbed from me before my life could really start. Sucks. Really.

this kind of perspective is very important. It really shows how timeless some of the ideas in these stories are, especially for everyone who has ever felt like they were too "weak" to change their circumstances. surviving and being kind to yourself and others is more than enough.

Wherever you are, I hope you're doing okay, anon ❤️ I know life can be tough, especially in the current climate where movies are selling us the idea that we must thrive and seek out our dreams/destiny/whatever yet our rights are being taken away in many places around the world. The only comfort I can offer is that there is always hope for a better future, even if it may not look like it right now. Take care!

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pine-tree-system · 1 year

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I think for the sake of system communication and recovery, I'm gonna say I'm endo/genic.

Now now, hear me out-

Denial sucks ass and it's hard to beat. Especially without a therapist and/or a diagnosis. Hell, even with one, it's a tough beast to grapple with. And when I do grapple with it, when I try to fight it, it fights back even harder and I always go back to square one.

But well, if I might it half way... Maybe I can do better. Maybe it's easier to talk with my parts now.

Cause I know I have trauma. I know I have dissociated parts. I know I have sucky memory. And I know that putting it altogether looks a hell of a lot like CDD. But that doesn't make it easy to say that I have it. I know it exists and if this were someone else, I would've said "yeah, that could be a CDD. You oughta see a specialist!"

But the moment it becomes Me + CDD, right in the same sentence without any arguments... Suddenly, I want nothing to do with any of my parts. Or my trauma. Or my amnesia. I cannot have a CDD. I just can't. Don't tell me otherwise because the denial just can't allow it. It does not want recovery.

But maybe, just maybe, if I say I'm endo, maybe it'll make it easier. It's easier to say I'm endo with trauma (what an oxymoron lol) than I have a CDD. And because it's easier, it'll also be easier to talk with my parts. It'll be easier to journal too. And deal with trauma. Recovery will be easier.

Maybe. Just a little experiment. Feel free to politely argue otherwise. I know endos can be a trigger for some folks and I'm no stranger to going into fight mode due to triggers. I just don't wanna fight with you, person with good intentions.

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I'm gonna make it clear tho. I'm calling MYSELF endo. Whatever you are, that's your business. You know yourself. I'm not gonna say you're endo because your trauma doesn't look like trauma. That's rude as fucking hell, at the very least.

And also, it's actually less of saying I'm endo and just... Pretending I'm endo. Like, pretending I'm mixed origins despite contradictory evidence. Just so I can get from point A to point B. It's easier than trying to bash my denial away and yelling at it how I actually have a CDD. It doesn't wanna play like that. It wants to be a fucking idiot and say "oh sure. You have the symptoms and the common experiences and our recovery was pretty good when we acknowledged our systemhood. But you're not a system. You're a dramatic, sensitive, ableist, faking attention-whore. :)"

Like, thanks, denial. :/

But I'll spoon-feed my denial some good ol' endo-mixed origins BS, just in case it'll allow other alters to talk. So I can just... Communicate, check in with everyone, allow all my parts to talk. Allow every piece of myself to have a voice. Even if it really turns out that I don't have a CDD, I at least allowed the entirety of myself to have a voice and I'll treat myself better. Better than repression.

#post #osdd #host #true host. in a way. but not really.#idek anymore I'm just trying my best #eights just trying his best with me. even with my denial

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