#inspired by a poem i read on insta
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I grew up learning that
Grief is love with nowhere to go.
I've spied with my little tired eyes
How all those who suffer
Suffer only because they loved.
When I'm looking into your eyes,
I understand how much the heart can carry:
my grief, your grief,
a heart can even carry another heart.
Like you carry mine.
Can you please hold it a little more gently?
It's made of brittle glass. Transparent. Fragile.
If you see closely, you'll notice some cracks in it as well.
When i try not peel my own skin off
To distract myself from the heaviness
Of the awkward silences between us
I realise how full of emotions, complaints, wants and needs i am,
Yet i don't utter a single word
in front of you.
When i write about you,
I realise this might be a love poem.
not only because it has your mention in it
but because of the fear of this not lasting forever.
In my family, all those who suffer from a dead love
tell me it will all turn to darkness,
One day the magic in your lover's eyes
Just won't be there.
but when i look at you, youre the sun
yet i want to hold you.
I don't care if i turn to ashes.
i hope i am your light too like you're mine.
i hope this is a love poem
only because there's so much hope in it.
#love poem#poetry#me stuff#og#poets on tumblr#inspired by a poem i read on insta#spilled thoughts#spilled poem#sad thoughts#grief#to him#him
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something wonderfully important has happened! my "wrestling dad" josh shepard got his book of wrestling erasure poems published & it is up for sale (either 10$ or "name a fair price"). this is incredibly important to me as im one of the first people to have gotten the privilege to read these poems as josh wrote them. josh is incredibly important to me as a friend, he is the guy who introduced me to wrestling & gave me a deep, unrestricted passion for it.
josh is so fucking talented, & creative. he is also my favorite poet, not just bc he's my friend. the book's flow is dedicated to the flow of a wrestling match, following all the hallmarks (the lock up, big heat, the comeback, ect) with the themes of his poems to create a match like narrative for the book.
there are like three specific poems in the batch that i want tattooed on me, a stone cold one, a mick foley one, & a briscoe brother's piece. the aj lee pipebomb poem moved me to actual tears, even when i read it now. the macho man poem abt being bipolar struck me so hard i rethought my own feeling on my mental health. josh pushes impressive themes of capitalism, mental health, poverty, & family theoughout many of his poems. i know ive got a few wrestling fans here, & if you're also into poetry please considered josh's work. or just if you want to support a friend of mine.
a cool way to support josh's work is by requesting it at your local library! even suggesting to bookstores that have poetry sections or interacting with the work thats already published. following/reposting josh's work for exposure also is great.
bruiser zine said this:
The second volume in the BRUISER Zines series, Cutting Promos is a collection of pro wrestling erasure poems by the Oklahoma City poet Josh Shepard. Printed and assembled in Baltimore, this limited edition zine collects 26 poems previously published in BRUISER, HAD, The Daily Drunk and many other fine publications.
After being laid off at the onset of the pandemic, Shepard found comfort and inspiration in the glow of professional wrestling and its performers—their violent struggles, fighting spirit, and electric language—and from their speeches and promos that have inspired wrestling fans across the globe he delivers Cutting Promos, a collection of erasures that echoes the personalities, pursuits and perseverance of pro wrestling’s greatest, standing as a testament to life lived during Hard Times and deliverance through them.
[ IN CASE YOU MISSED THE LINK ABOVE TO BUY JOSH'S BOOK ] [ JOSH'S TWITTER | INSTA | LINKTR.EE* ] *a lot of the links don't work bc the publications went under :( but there's still quiet a few up for free here
support my kayfabe father!!! i watched him turn his hard times into beautiful pieces. even in the beginning when he only had 3 or 4, before he even thought he could make the book i saw his passion for these pieces. i was there for every heart wrenching rejection letter & every hard earned spot. every time he was working late at the library sending me new ideas bc he couldn't watch dynamite. every single wrestling poem josh has written has now been published & that is a huge success. he puts in the work like a wrestler puts in the work in the ring. hard hitting, gritty, & beautiful.
#hope i got all the info and claims right in here lmao#ny memory aint so good#and hes been working on thus for FOUR YEARS#god im so proud of him#please please please reblog this#poetry#poems#poet#wrestling#pro wrestling#aew#wwe#poetry book#book#abt ranger#im also rb the fuxk out this#twice a day
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gifmaker / cc wrapped 2023!
thanks for tagging me my angel @jkvjimin 💜
i tried really hard not to choose all comp sets, but those take the most effort and therefore are what i'm prouder of than a standard set, but regardless...
here are my top 10 fave creations of the year:
bts chapter 1 insta feed // this was an insanely taxing project and is probably the most work i've ever put into anything, but i was really inspired to do it. it took about a week (one day for each panel) and was repetitive, i literally threw out my back by day 3 from sitting working on it that my body was in SO MUCH PAIN, but i wanted to get everything right and make it make sense which is why i wrote up a detail post breaking it down and explaining every decision that went into this. i still intend to make this a series and do one dedicated to their japanese discography (i actually started on one before i published this but didn't like the concept) and for their solo work, but it doesn't feel like the right time yet as things continue to release. but i look forward to it!
cheesy bts valentine cards // this was purposely corny, but the response was unbelievable! i had fun working on it and was so happy it made people laugh and smile. the tags were a joy to read on this post and it's my fourth most popular gifset ever. thank you!
bts guide to troubled birds // yet another corny idea, but i get a kick out of making silly comps and was inspired to make this. i started with jimin's as an experiment because his poem was the easiest to choose and built the rest of it from there, carefully deciding which poem to apply to each member and recreating them from scratch. i love celebrating their chaos in fun ways, so this was nice!
jungkook's sensitive tear ducts // sometimes i get really random comp ideas and spontaneously start making something with no plan. this was one of those times and it is now my third most popular gifset since making this blog in 2020 lol. ofc i'd never gif him upset about anything serious, so i only chose moments that didn't feel inappropriate to include to keep this set lighthearted and humorous.
long live bts (10th anniversary set) // i always knew i wanted to make something with the lyrics of that song because every word of it reminds me of their story. the 10th anniversary was perfect since it literally says "it was the end of a decade". i wanted the set to just be really simple so i went with a more desaturated look and focused more on choosing a scene from each year that fit the lyric per that gif.
love me again mv // this was my first time bothering to gif a music video in 4k. i usually avoid it bc it slows my computer down and takes a lot longer (i also have to reconvert the youtube download to a different file type to get it to play in my kmplayer, it's a whole process) but i waited a few days after it came out because i originially didn't think i could color it when it premiered so i just didn't gif it. but i gave it a try anyway when i didn't feel so pressured and i really like how crisp they came out.
jungkook's bday set // i didn't have a plan for this when i started, but i searched a lot for inspo and finally found something i felt like i could make something with so i came up with this very barbie-esque rendition for jungkook that i'm still very fond of. i purposely didn't write happy birthday on it anywhere so it could be shared year-round. it's probably my fave set i made all year and everyone seemed to like it too!
jimin's bday set // this was originally just going to include songs from FACE, but i decided it didn't celebrate jimin's work as a whole if i didn't include all his solo songs/endeavors so it turned into a big monster. i like how it came out though!
standing next to you mv // this year i was introduced to HD master files, so instead of rushing to download a new mv from youtube and giffing it fast, i'd wait for a higher quality rip from apple music to show up online. the difference is quite astounding. i made gifs with master files for all three of jk's music videos this year (seven, 3D), but i like how this one turned out the best.
vmin comp // just felt like giffing my two favorite people before they left and needed to channel my sad emotions into something before seeing them seperate for so long. i included moments i've giffed before and ones i've never had the chance to gif. i could have made this post so much longer but forced myself to stop lol. i like the pink and blue colors in it a lot <3 i miss them so much
thank for all your support on my work this year! i have lots of (old) new stuff in my drafts to share in the new year so please keep your love coming x
i'm going to tag @userjiminie @userjungkook97 @btsiu and @cordiallyfuturedwight to do this if they'd like to!
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Hey y’all, so you may know that one of my popular dice styles is what I call Lyric Dice, which include lines from songs and poems and are meant to evoke the feeling of the song. Over the past two years since I first created the style, I’ve made over 60 designs inspired by numerous Broadway musicals, Taylor Swift songs, Lord of the Rings poems, and more.
Over the past 6 months I’ve held two preorders to help people get the sets they’re hoping for and they’ve gone smoothly, but I’m not going to have time for another preorder for at least the next few months, so I’m opening a waitlist so folks can let me know what set they’re interested in. When I reach their name on the list, I’ll confirm that they’re interested, collect payment, and start working on their set. This will take some of the pressure off me to pour only lyric dice or pour a lot of sets quickly, and let people continue to get the sets they enjoy.
If you’ve had your eyes on one of the designs, or if you’re just curious what all the designs look like and don’t feel like scrolling through insta, you can find the waitlist form on my linktree. Thanks for reading!
#dice#dungeons and dragons#dnd dice#polyhedral dice#ttrpg dice#dicemaking#artisan dice#tiny dragon dice#resin art#dnd#Broadway#taylor swift#lord of the rings
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Behind the Keyboard Volume 17
Behind the Keyboard is a series of interviews with different Schitt’s Creek fanfic authors. The series will last as long as there is interest (from authors) and capacity (from me). If you are an author from the Schitt’s Creek fandom who would like to participate, send a DM to this account.
Each author was given ten questions. The first five questions are the same for every author, the last five will vary.
Let’s meet our next author:
@im-televisions-moira-rose / Imtelevisionsmoirarose
On AO3, I’m Imtelevisionsmoirarose, but I also nabbed the pseudo DefinitelyNotNo after Dan’s insta comment on Noah’s Outer Range headshot because I thought it was too perfect. On tumblr, I have hyphens, so my fic account is im-televisions-moira-rose.tumblr.com but I’ve had tumblr for approximately 150 million years because I am an old, so my main account is theangelshare.tumblr.com. My main is truly a snapshot of the last decade plus of my mental health so…hold onto your butts if you go there.
How many fics have you written?
According to AO3, I have 19 published works. There are plenty of things I’ve been thinking about writing and a few in particular that I very much plan to write once I sort out my personal emotional state and general stability (haha).
When did you publish your first fic on AO3?
I published my first fic on February 1, 2021, so well after the end of the show, when I was deep in my grieving process for it. What a time.
Describe your writing process from “Oh, I have an idea” to pushing publish on AO3.
Honestly, it depends on the idea and how it materialises. There are fics I plan to write based on the plot of the show (as in my Coming Together series), but a lot of my organic stuff canon-adjacent, postcanon or AU stuff, especially Commonplace Book entries, is written based on a single line or a scene/character interaction or emotion that just randomly pops into my head. When that happens, I try to imagine a bigger context, but also start writing from that scene to get a feel for where the fic is going/could go. Also, with the Commonplace Book series, I do a lot of poetry reading/inspiration sourcing independently of my fic writing and sometimes I read a poem or snippet of prose and it speaks immediately to me/to a character and then just takes on a life of its own. I enjoy the Commonplace series because it really allows me to play with my own writing style. Once I feel like a fic is in a good spot, I generally run it by my beta, AyaRose, as well as my Person, ZhampagneDreams, both for grammatical and thematic/flow perspectives. Once tweaks have been made and poor Aya corrects my plethora of dialogue errors, I generally create the draft in AO3, write the summary and add notes and tags, edit and preview/reread the fic approximately 150 thousand times, and then finally publish.
Tell me about your most recent fic? What do you love about it? Is there anything you think you could have done better?
My most recent fic is Like Air which I wrote as a birthday gift for DesignatedGrape, an absolutely wonderful person and writer. The idea for this fic was in my head for a long time, so when I finally sat down to write it, the entire thing came easily, which is not usually how things go for me. To be fair, I also broke down the entire plan for it granularly over brunch with Zhampagne after seeing The Minutes, which is also not how things usually go for me (tragically). I’m very content with the final result. The last few fics I’ve written have actually been fics that were in my head since I began writing fic in general, and I feel like when I give those ideas time to steep, they come out in a more fully fledged way than brand new ideas that I haven’t subconsciously ruminated on.
What advice would you give to someone who’s thinking about publishing their fic for the first time?
When I wrote my first fic, I almost didn’t publish it because I was too self-conscious and scared of how it would be received, but doing it was one of the best choices I’ve ever made because it brought such a great community into my life and introduced me to some of my favorite people. I would say my biggest advice is to make sure you’re publishing it for yourself first. It can be tough when fics I write don’t get high engagement, especially when they’re important to me, but I always remind myself that I’m writing for me first and foremost, and that always helps to readjust my expectations. Also, my writing has gotten a lot stronger over the last year and a half because I’ve been doing it pretty consistently. The only way to get better at something is to keep doing it!
Tell me about a fic you’ve read that always makes you cry?
So I have no soul and can’t remember the last time I cried reading something, but I will say there are plenty of fics out there that make me FEEEEEEEEEL things and I am nothing if not a HUGE angst lover. There are The Big Ones like happy golden days of yore (which might be my fav fic) and the instant classic You Can Fall but I’d love to pinpoint a really unique one that I feel like deals a lot with the tenderness of a new relationship that I still think about very often—Hook, Line, and Sinker, from likerealpeopledo. It’s hilarious, on-character, and insanely poignant for being about fishing. Patrick’s vulnerability makes me want to curl up and die in a good way. Please read it. It’s so sweet and so good. Like all of likerealpeopledo’s work, to be fair.
What’s the best advice anyone has ever given you about writing?
The best advice I’ve gotten is to write what you know! A lot of my head-canons for our beloved cast of characters come from my personal experience and personal life. When you write from life, it always feels more authentic and relatable. Everything Takes Time (Bees) was written using the knowledge/experience I have from my family’s years of beekeeping and I wrote family Christmas traditions into For What Binds Us. My headcanon for David’s hangover cure is actually just my hangover cure. I’ve also found that adapting these parts of myself helps me connect with the character I’m writing and puts me in their head too, which is an invaluable place to be.
Outlines - yes or no?
If the fic is long enough to require them, yes. Z has helped me put together an absolutely phenomenal outline for my one-day longfic AU that I think will be perfect when I start to dig in and really write. It sort of highlights the specific interactions and main things to accomplish in each chapter of the fic, without being too prescriptive. I don’t like an outline that’s too limiting or too granular because I think it lets the story breathe and develop organically.
In your mind, what’s the most important element of good writing?
Hi hello I don’t understand punctuation around dialogue and I don’t care to. Sorry, Aya 😬
It really goes back to writing what you know and love. Not only does it help the reader connect with the piece on a personal level, it also helps you connect with the reader; when you write parts of yourself into something, it shows. Don’t write about things you’re not passionate about or don’t know about or haven’t researched—it’s so much richer to use your experiences to inform subtleties of your fics. ALSO, the delicate balance of giving enough information for the reader to imagine the scene without overloading them with adjectives and specific positioning. Leaving it open to individual interpretation while still giving the reader a frame of reference to base their visualizations on is tricky! Oh, and last but not least—reach out to other writers/authors who you admire. The worst that can happen is they don’t respond, but it’s also such a great way to grow a community and improve your own art!
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Purpose of this acc (plus a bit of an introduction)
Hello fellow reader or writer or poet or human, I’m Lux (that’s my pen name). I’m making this acc for a rlly cool idea I found on pinterest and that was to write a diary entry but rlly dramatized like the scene of a book. And to do that every day. So from now on I will use this app that I think was made to blog with these funny tags that make sentences to write my dramatized diary entries. They will probably be mostly fake, so dw if I write sm that sounds like an insane person wrote it, saying they see ghosts or smth. I will also write some random thoughts in here bc it’s fun and that way it feels more like a blog to me.
Now that you know what the inspiration was, why do I need a whole acc for it? Bc I JUST CANT WRITE A DIARY ENTRY EVERY SINGLE DAY. So I will use the internet to put some pressure on me. Thank you for being part of this.
And finally my fav part! Some facts about me:
I love jazz and bossa nova (I’m also half brazillian) and my fav bands are currently Return to Forever and Lamp WE ARE MARRIED IF YOU LIKE ANY OF THESE TWO ESPECIALLY IF IT’S RETURN TO FOREVER, ONLY OLD PPL KNOW THEM :(
Edit: I also like indie rock and I’m starting to like classic music too, so I just like anything that is instrumental and good
I’m good at latin >:) (and it may stay so if I cut excuses to learn vocabulary)
I’m 15 and genderfluidflux, normally use mirror prns but also others sometimes, I’ll put it in my bio if it changes (google what the things mean if you don’t know) and I’m mixed (brazillian and white, w native american (in brazil, duh) and african roots)
I like the sky a lot, it’s often in my pictures and was in my poem of yesterday :D
I have 3 novel wips (aka just bad involved ideas) for which I still don’t have plot nor the 1st draft (I keep writing poetry or just short texts to avoid them)
Edit: I’m writing on a short story rn and IM ACTUALLY MAKING PROGRESS?? So yeah short stories are dope. I also love poetic use of language aka Shakespeare and good world building aka fantasy and good pacing aka Poe’s short stories
And lastly, I have an insta acc on which I post poems (also for Escapril) and pictures of things I like (not sky-pictures, already posted too many of them and that was a bad phase), so check it out if you’d like to read some poems :P (user: lux_the_poet_of_the_7_seas)
Now I’m gonna go watch Dead Poets Society cuz pinterest has been spamming me w it.
Edit: forgot to add that I love purpur tones but beige tones match me (and the whole poet/writer thing) more, plus I also like beige tones
#writer community#queer writers#im new to tumblr#diary blog#return to forever#lamp band#jazz#dead poet society#thoughts#poem#write#introducing myself#writer positivity#napowrimo#escapril#writer society#writing acc#writerbr
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poor rubix's brain.... I'm starting to think this is a cry for help
but then you won't get a star either, or else your ego will go through the roof! OKAY, WAIT A MINUTE. we are definitely not talking about them and this is a really long article, an article that by the way I didn't start reading and didn't get my jaw dropped by the quotes from some poems, and obviously didn't give me any ideas or inspiration to write something. Okay, since you wouldn't like to point that out, I wouldn't like to say that this makes a lot of sense and that now I liked some of the poems mentioned even more-
your Insta page is actually your worst enemy and makes a point of throwing information and things in your face, forcing you to see just like the birdbox guy opening the woman's eyes so she can see the “invisible” things making everyone want to die. OH- your insta page IS your birdbox guy-
not all men... coff coff but always a man coff coff. and my god yes???? there are so many disgusting comments, there's no way anyone can look at this and think it's OK for people to say things like that or think that hailee isn't uncomfortable with this shit.
It's just funny that we both agreed to leave it out but kept adding a few things, consequently coming back to the topic lmao. the closet is glass but it's the kind of glass that only mimes can see fr. I already said I'm not good with words and it came out a mess, do you still want me to talk about my thoughts on Kate? 😭
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we are going to pretend like my mind totally didn't go blank when i read that first part 😶 ANYWAY, you could argue my entire blog IS a cry for help and you probably wouldn't be wrong.
unfortunately, my ego will go through the roof no matter what but i admire your efforts. i’m so glad you didn’t read it because it definitely doesn't do a great job of explaining things that took me like three months to research. and i definitely don't think about the “armed cavalier” poem every day and become awe-struck all over again. and i’m extra glad we're not bringing emily dickinson into it because they definitely don't have a bunch of poems about death, immortality, and the idea of heaven that hurt a lot because they were both most definitely queer.
that's a perfect way to describe it, ngl. i hate using Instagram now because every time, there's that sense of dread about what it's going to show me. like i’m just trying to find pretty pictures of olivia rodrigo, i do not care about football!!
yeah, it's absolutely awful and it maybe wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if i didn't have a feeling JA actively encourages those kinds of comments. maybe not from his fans but i bet he's not policing his teammates if they want to say shit like that about hailee.
i know, we have to stop encouraging each other to keep ranting about it but there's just SO much to say. i need someone to just get it over with and smash that damn glass closet before i lose my mind. you say this as if i didn't admit to rereading everything you send like four messages ago. if your thoughts on kate are anything like those essays you sent, i am 119% on board. like, my blog is practically dedicated to all my thoughts on kate, so it's not like anyone’s dying to hear what i think ‘cause i’m pretty consistent in my depictions of her. in conclusion, YES, i want to hear your thoughts!
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I feel betrayed by Facebook and Instagram
I started using facebook when I was in ninth grade. Back then Fb timeline was called "wall". We poked friends, wrote on each others walls, tagged each other on stupid posts, shared original thoughts in status updates and had conversations in comments. We were silly and we had fun! I still feel nostalgic for those days.
Then, I took a long hiatus from Fb. When I came back everything had changed. Facebook "wall" was no more. Nobody shared their original thoughts. Updating a status saying, "I am having a cup of hot tea" was considered stupid.
I soon caught up with the new rules of Fb and played my game. Yet, it was never the same again. I also opened poetry blogs in Instagram by then. A couple of months after I opened the blogs, Instagram started reducing the organic reach of posts drastically. That was unacceptable. I wasn't blogging for business purposes. It was just a hobby. I wasn't willing to pay money for Instagram to let people read my poems. I transferred my blogs to tumblr and got rid of Instagram.
After a short while, the Presidential election of our country took place and there was a great deal of hate speech and racism circulating out there - especially in Facebook. That pushed me to take another social media hiatus.
I was out of the loop for over an year. During that period I introspected a lot about my social media habits and came to a conclusion that I should be more intentional about my social media usage. I read a lot of books about social media, their effects in our life etc. I came up with a set of rules for me - to use social media, purpose of it.
Finally, I jumped into Facebook and instagram again. This time I wanted to keep my circle small. My sole purpose was self expression and keeping in touch with my school friends. I wanted to feel back the good ol' Fb. I wanted to see original thoughts of my friends.
While it was not entirely possible, I was able to maintain some sort of control over my experience by vigorously utilizing all the privacy options available. Yet, Facebook outsmarted me. It took immense amount of self control to stop myself from watching Fb videos passively.
I was having a faitly good (not the best) social media experience for a couple of months. Then, this happened. Just because I was following a few mental health pages, Instagram started to shove all the mental health related pages down my throat. Fb waa filled with too many inspirational quotes. After a while Instagram was filled with stupid videos with the most annoying background music out there. Both the apps looked like a soup which went bad with all the wrong ingredients!
It was so overwhelming and I deleted both the apps off my phone. I thought it was a "me" thing. Then the internet blew up and I got to know that Fb and Insta are trying to copy Tiktok.
I was appalled. If I wanted Tiktok I would use it. I wouldn't be using Fb / Insta.
Last night I read an article on The NewYorker, titled "Tiktok and the fall of the social media giants" by Cal Newport. It clearly explained how Fb/Insta are primarily built upon social connection in their core and are trying to morph into entertaintment models (just like Tiktok).
It rang a bell. It suddenly made sense as to why I was feeling overwhelmed. I ain't definitely looking for entertaintment when I log into Fb/Insta. I just want to check what's going on and what my friends are upto. I wouldn't mind a little bit of entertaintment here and there, but that is not the main experience I am seeking. I have Netflix for that. What Mark Zuckerberg is doing is utmost manipulation.
Dear Zuckerberg I do not have the "connection" to my friend on Fb/Insta anymore. It has all become "business". I am sick of your cheap tricks.
I don't think I will get back to Fb/Insta ever again.
I shall call and text my friends in the old school way, rather than relying on social media to maintain connection - thanks to Mark Zuckerberg. Thanks to the betrayal.
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YES, BUT I WANT IT ALL—Apprenticeship to Love: Daily Meditation & Practice for the Sacred Masculine, June 23 •Thank you Kendra Cunov, for the Rilke poem. To read what Kendra has written please see her Instagram @kendra_cunov 🙏 To read how Rilke has inspired today’s #apprenticeshiptolove post you’ll have to DM as the Metaverse (FB/Insta) are limiting what I do here. I persist in teaching and writing and loving, though the Meta finds it awkward. It’s nothing personal. ✨ ✨ ✨ #rilke #iwantitall #morethanneeds #iamnotawarrior #pathofthesacredmasculine #husbandman #authenticrelationships #love #nervoussystem #devotion #surrender #choosevulnerability (at Courtenay, British Columbia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfJ7C5zlMuG/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
#apprenticeshiptolove#rilke#iwantitall#morethanneeds#iamnotawarrior#pathofthesacredmasculine#husbandman#authenticrelationships#love#nervoussystem#devotion#surrender#choosevulnerability
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Welcome to Our Hell // Charlie Gillespie
IN WHICH: Charlie asks the reader a simple question that leads the man to fall down a rabbit hole of reading. Despite the panic you felt along with your fellow writers you still introduced and helped him navigate the pool of fanfiction.
Warnings: None (it’s actually possible with me??)
Words: 1k
A/N: I couldn’t resist making a tiny blurb about the revelation that Charlie has read fanfiction, that he enjoyed reading it. I actually talked about how Owen and Charlie would react to jatp fanfiction so sorry for manifesting 😬
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Your eyes slightly glanced up from your computer to where a certain someone was humming along to an Eagles song. His hips swayed as he slipped the egg in the pan, unaware of your eyes following him. He was entirely in his own world while he left you to finish up what he was led to believe was just school work.
The innate cheerful aura the male gave off regardless of the landscape had always been one of your favourite things about him. He saw the joy and good in things most people tended to overlook. It didn’t matter if he had his guitar in his hands or a cooking tool; he’d shoot that smile that melted your heart.
“Whatcha doin’?” Charlie questioned, peering over the island in the apartment you had rented in the city.
“Just doing some work.” You replied, beginning to type once more with a sudden burst of inspiration. You barely noticed he had slid the egg onto the plate before he was at your side.
“Are you writing for Tumblr?”
That one sentence froze you. Fingers stiffened above the well-loved keyboard of your computer you’d invested a fair amount of money on. Goosebumps swarmed every inch of your skin that suddenly lost a few shades.
Your skittish gaze found purchase in the warm ocean of hazel that bore no judgment, “Did you just say Tumblr? H-how do you know Tumblr Charlie?”
The Canadian hummed in response with a thoughtful expression, “I saw this really cool artwork, and it had a link. I followed it to Tumblr. It’s such a cool site.”
“It’s a hell site.” You deadpanned at the young actor who held no contempt for the different creativity methods unleashed in the fandom. Your e/c irises stayed stuck in a battle of colour with his own eyes.
“If it’s a hell site, why do you go on it?”
“It’s like a car crash or a burning building. It’s horrifying, but you stay to see which outcome ends up winning.” You had to carefully find the words to eloquently describe why you kept returning to a site that was frustrating at times.
“There’s so much diversity from songs, traditional art, poems, dances, covers and now writing. It’s insane.” Charlie chucked as he nudged the plate of breakfast he’d cooked for you, “I’m really digging the ‘90s Lalex books-”
“Fanfics. Fics for short.” You offered the man who held a slight expression of confusion that quickly cleared up, “And the writing has been going on since the series dropped. I’d be rich for every fic that referenced Luke’s aversion to sleeves.”
The boisterous laugh filled the room as Charlie hunched over. His arms wrapped around his midsection.
“Don’t you find it weird that there are fics about you?”
“Weird?” Charlie spoke, scrunching up his nose adorably. His hazel eyes lightened further, “Y/N, I’m not weirded out. I’m honoured that I made enough impact to have people writing about me.”
A small smile broke across your face, “You totally have a secret account, don’t you?”
“No. NO.” The whisper come in the dark of the bedroom where both sides of the couple should be sleeping. You had been before Charlie whined with his phone attached to his hand.
“Baby?” You groaned, turning to find him still invested in the world of fanfiction. His hazel eyes, tear-filled, raised to meet yours, “What are you doing up at-3am?”
“I just finished reading this adorable fic about Willex. The euphoria had me reading the next fic without reading the summary.” Charlie cried to the bedside light you’d turned when his sniffles woke you up. The near distraught man didn’t fight as you gently took his face out of his hand.
“Oh, Char.” You hummed, bringing the brunette into your arms as he mourned whatever was in the fic.
“Luke died with his girlfriend waiting in the Orpheum. She lived and began a life with Bobby..er Trevor.” Charlie whispered against the soft comforter you’d only recently bought, “They never got to say goodbye. As Luke’s portrayer, I just know the double betrayal took him to his knees.”
“Ah, you found @losttinwritings ‘See you Again’. That one is a doozy.” You winced, remembering the heartbreaker, “You, however, need sleep.”
Charlie’s eyes quickly met the phone sitting in between you two, “But-”
“Here.” You handed over your own phone after clicking your secondary account, “It’s one of my all-time comfort fics when I’m feeling sad. @dream-a-little-bigger-x always nails it out of the park but ‘Love Shack’? Immaculate.”
Charlie’s eyes flickered between the phone in his hand to your eyes twinkling in the albeit shitty lighting the cheap lamp offered. The vulnerability in your eyes at offering your blog took his breath away. This was a place where you were safe in your thoughts with no judgment.
“Oh! And @cherrymaybank created ‘A Romantic’. A beautiful story in the eyes of a hopeless romantic Luke and the stoic, independent reader.” You offered with a grin and sigh of happiness, “I’ll have to start tagging you in the ones I adore. Definitely gonna introduce you to @merceret’s work; it’s always amazing regardless of how long the fic is or the distance between work. I’d wait a thousand years for her.”
Charlie’s lips spread to reveal that smile that always had you falling back in love over and over again. It even eased the panic you felt viewing Charlie’s rather honest confession he put on his Insta story. He’d caused panic within the writing community as he boldly announced his pride, awe, joy and love for all the fandom provided creatively.
Next thing you knew, you’d started sending each other fics you’d think the other would enjoy; it often ended up with the same fic being sent. Charlie didn’t address the topic publicly to allow the buzz of panic to die down. He also never discovered your personal writing blog either, well, that you knew about.
Sometimes you’d find him sniffling over a story where Luke discovers his girlfriend was unknowingly pregnant and never got to see him child grow up. That one also tore your heart apart and you’d been the one to write it. Just a secret you’d be taking to your grave.
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Hi I don't know if you got my ask that I sent a couple months ago as I didn't see a response and I just wanted to ask again. I read your poem about killing God in the field on ig and I searched for its original poster and found you. I really like the poem and I felt inspired and I want to write a fanfic where the poem is incorporated. I wanted to ask permission before I do so. I will be crediting and linking your blog in the authors note too. So can I write it?
sure! would you also mind sending me that instagram post? i don’t allow reposting of my work, so they’re stealing it. unless it was from my art insta (@\ezradogteeth) but i don’t link that to my tumblr so probably not.
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as someone who saves some random posts sometimes i often do it bc i’m like, ooh this movie or thing they mentioned sounds cool i wanna look into this- or like oh i love this shirt they’re wearing or the style of this, this is inspiring, i’ll save this to come back to later. i NEVER come back to it later but still haha. Idk what you post on ig so idk if this applies to your situation but just wanted to offer some insight idk. Also!! i read a lot of your poetry tag recently and just wanted to say, while i’m here, that your work is really amazing!! really poignant and emotionally intense and like.. i would buy a book of your work. if you ever put anything out let us know please so i can purchase? hope you’re well!!!! 💕💕💕
i mainly post selfies on insta so maybe it's fashion inspo? but i think i am quite boring fashion wise so i truly don't know why people save my posts, not that im complaining but it's wild to think about. and THANK YOU that makes me so 😭😭😭i'd love publish a book but at the moment i don't have enough poems (and I don't think they are good enough to be published tbh), but if i ever do make a short poetry collective i will 100% post about it here!
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Carrie Fisher (1956-2016)
Carrie showed the world every day there is hope in resistance and bravery in being afraid, but doing something anyways. Thank you for inspiring us all.
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I want to put it out there that I don’t hate Rupi Kaur. I just personally don’t like her poetry, it doesn’t mean I hate her. I sometimes feel like Nayyirah Waheed is overlooked because her poetry is clearly catered towards black readers. Rupi’s poems can easily be digested by a white feminist audience. This isn’t me trying to hate but pointing out the obvious. Waheed’s book came out before Kaur’s. If anything, Nayyirah should get more credit for inspiring insta poetry than Rupi taking all the glory. Even though it wasn’t directly plagiarized, but she did state she was inspired by Nayyirah and wrote her book. The poems have similar themes/ideas. (Not sure if any were directly plagiarized so please do not get angry with me). These are things that I personally read up on. Here are my thoughts, take them as you will.
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The Virtual Sanyasi
I have been thinking about you, you are special to me. Even though you don't really know me but we do connect somewhere in this beautiful world with all the love that profoundly showers upon us and some of you may recollect your delightful love story. My love story. The story that turned me into a virtual sanyasi. Ha. I wish there were one. Just one. But there are so many. Of how frequently love has found me and how often have I lost it.
Love first found me in the neighborhood. It lived next door. I was 6. She was 5. Her name... I don’t even remember now. Ammulu was what her mum called. All I remember is that I wanted to marry her. We’d sarcastically marry so many times, circling a coconut husk lantern seven times chanting the mantra "Om Mangalyam tantunanena Om". Once, when mum was in the kitchen, I played the melody Pehla Pyaar Hai from the film Hum Aapke Hain Kaun on the tape-recorder and attempted to imitate the sheepish romance of Salman Khan where he lifts Madhuri up in his arms from the car’s bonnet. Our wooden couch turned into a makeshift car, as I lifted her at the precise moment in the song. Just before I could have given a kiss on Ammulu’s cheek (that’s what they taught us in Bollywood!), my mum caught hold of us and pulled my ears. Signs of warnings were given. Neighborhood romance: strictly prohibited. And also no to Bollywood movies as an inspiration for love. A piece of advice I had to follow to this day. And next Rakhi, our mothers made her tie a rakhi to me. End of story.
Love found me once again when I was in grade 5. I was 10. Her name was Parimala. She was in the same school, the daughter of our English teacher Sunitha Ma’am. She spoke flawless English, similar to the speed of a rocket, and astonishingly, every time she spoke with her mother, it was in English too. Wow. I felt so green with envy and inwardly cursed my parents for being educated in the Hindi medium and poke fun at me every time I tried to talk in English with them. Bada angrez ho Gaya hai, beta. My child has become quite an Englishman, they would say. I underwent a severe inferiority complex because of Pari, but soon the complex turned into reverence. She once spoke to me, in English and after she discovered that I was not too confident, she switched to Hindi. She made me feel very comfortable. I felt possibly this is love: one who cares to cause you to feel great. One day in the class, I heard that Pari has left school. Her parents are going through a divorce. I wondered why would someone want to leave Pari’s mother, Sunitha Ma’am when she spoke such good English. Must be somebody who wouldn't be comfortable with her.
Love found me once again in grade 8, in my best friend Akshay. No, I wasn’t fascinated by him but I truly cared for him. I could die for him. I would complete his pending notes, bring extra food for him for lunch. He told me that love and friendship is about loyalty. Unconditional loyalty. Once, he stole something from our classmate Deepika’s bag. I helped him steal it, by guarding our classroom door during lunch when everyone was away. When Deepika, in tears, complained to the class teacher that her new pencil box was missing, Akshay snuck it in my bag. The teacher ordered: “Who has stolen it, stand up now, else Principal will summon.” Akshay prodded me to prove my loyalty. I stood up, received deadly beatings but felt so proud. I looked at Akshay and he gave me a smug smile. I had passed his test. I had found his approval. Maybe love is approval. When he stole again, I didn’t support him. I didn’t feel like it. I had shown my loyalty once. The thrill of being appreciated was gone. When the outcry about this stealing happened, Akshay, as usual, shoved his find into my bag. I stood up again, this time to point at Akshay. He’s the thief, I said. I lost my friend, but I had lost my care for him the last time itself. The moment his approval arrived. Love succeeds when there’s no gradient of power when there’s no need for approval. Or else, the awe & the fascination goes for a toss the moment love happens.
Love found me again in grade 11, like how it finds a nerd, in plus two Chemistry practical classes. A new student had her roll number adjacent to mine and we were unfortunately paired for conducting the practical together. She was a studious girl. I developed a feeble crush. A sterling crush that grew with every chemical reaction that would happen in front of us. I thought maybe studying intensely would impress her. I topped the exams, and, scored the highest, but she would never engage in a heart-to-heart. Before the year ended, the writer in me thought I would write, not tell. We would use a pipette to suck Copper Sulphate solution and right after every suckle, we should hand it over to the next who washed the pipette before using. At the point when she gave me the pipette, I didn’t wash, as if conveying that I didn’t mind her saliva. She hardly noticed the subtlety. She has graduated in engineering post-school while I became the so-called subtle writer. Four years later, I have asked her out, subtly. She still thinks it’s a joke. Last month, she got married. I received an invitation — a subtle joke on me.
There was this one particular love that really went beyond all these. The one in which I was immensely loved back. Profusely, passionately, with no limitation. Not for weeks, or months but years though. The one where you’re loved just so much that when love ends, you don’t even know if and how to live anymore. The one where you believe everything will be just alright only if you’re with the person but the person stops feeling that way as time passes all the way. The one where love stays with one foot out, and eager to wear shoes, and run out as soon as the opportunity presents itself. And then one day, it does so. After crying high, you accept. You let the love go, you set it free for yourselves. Only to find out that it doesn’t really want to leave you, it never wanted to, it just wanted to let go of your hold because your hold was so suffocating it. Now it’s free, free not from you, but free to love you like the way it wants to get back. You find it hard to accept. It’s easier to accept departure than accepting the return in a way, especially when it’s not returning to you the way you want. But you have no choice. You have started loving this free body that your love has become, like just floating in space; loving you in ways, and you didn’t know it could, loving you in ways you didn’t think you deserved them. It’s a cosmic shower and moreover, no need for an umbrella.
The above love stories are fun and kind of adorable in light of the fact that, in all these, there was never a time when someone loved too much — neither I nor did others. Eventually, No hearts were broken; no animals were hurt. It was driven not certainly by love but either the need for approval, a childlike curiosity for intimacy, or just too shy (or too nerdy) a desire to make them notice me. These loves make for good coffee table gossip, or for your grandchildren's bedtime tale, but would rarely seep into a novel or a long heartfelt poem. There was a heart clearly, but there was no hurt in these. There was something different, a hurt that made me a writer.
Relentlessly, It makes you feel in control. It makes you feel you understand love. But you don’t yet know if it makes you feel loved. Does it? You think and figure it’s easier to be a virtual sanyasi than to be loved.
Thank you for reading,
Regards,
Mukesh Kumar
Insta : @mkwriteups
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Hi how are you? I hope everything is fine. I understand what you said about feeling that your inspiration has drained, I haven't been able to write anything since the beginning of the year, just now that I'm starting to write again. I know you are feeling frustrated now, but try not to put too much pressure on yourself. You are an amazing and talented writer.
Thank you💞This was really helpful and sweet to hear. I’m sorry to hear you’ve been struggling as well, it’s always a shitty feeling.
I’ve slowly been regaining my inspiration. Just yesterday I was looking at Ocean Vuong’s Instagram and I was surprised that reading through some of his insta highlights really helped me. He’s a published poet whose won multiple awards over the past 10 years, but he was talking about how he struggles a lot with writing. He usually only writes about 5 poems a year and hates it half the time. It was really validating and comforting to hear publish authors struggle with the same things I do.
I don’t know if that specifically would be helpful for you, but I do think he might have other stuff that might be helpful! He has a q&a section in his insta highlights that has a lot of good advice for young writers.
#thank you again for this ask💞#I know it took me awhile to respond#but it was really comforting to read right after I posted that long post#so thank you I appreciate it
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