Enjoy my silly little drawing while I sit in the waiting room all day for different anxiety and depression meds lol

Click the image if it’s blurry.

I was wondering if I could get a hug too? Maybe from Twilight because he is a father or Time because I see him as a father-like figure. Though I do understand if he doesn't. I'm gonna lose my own father soon to a terminal illness and I could really use the comfort from someone like that.

And I really do enjoy this comic, the community, and everything behind it. It does really help me get through a hard time and I'm very grateful...Thank you

I'm so sorry to hear this, you have all the comfort and love you need from me and the boys

I thought that Time might be the right person to comfort you, I hope he can help you feel a little better 💖

This community is truly a big wonderful family, and I'm sure that each of us will send you many hugs to help you in this difficult time

Even though I only told my friends until now, this comic was born because I needed to comfort myself from the loss of my grandmother who I cared about so much, and it really helped me get through it, so I hope it can help you too

We all send you lots of hugs! 💖💖💖💖

This is the Tumblr hug 🫂🤍 Please pass it on to 5 mutuals to brighten someone’s day!

YO MY PEEPS! SENDING DA LOVE!!!

@talesfrommedinastation

@freesia-writes

@fionajames

@irenedracobunny

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My emotions are absolutely crushing me tonight 😭 I feel so useless and like I’m a shit writer and that there are so many amazing writers out there why do I bother??? Rational me knows I wouldn’t have an inbox full of asks if people thought I was a bad writer but period me doesn’t believe rational me. 😭 I really wanted to write something for the Mid-Autumn Festival but my dumbass just realized today that it’s already the 28th and it starts tomorrow! I thought I still had a week left of September, so I don’t know if I’ll be able to get anything up in time. I also really wanted to make mooncakes this year but again I fucked up because I never bought the mold last year like I meant to, I can at least buy some at Costco I guess? Maybe? Money is so tight after the vet, that I don’t know if I can justify it. I’m sorry I’m so complainy tonight, I’m just not doing well mentally. I’m an absolute emotional basket case on my period which is why I skip them all the time but this one just happened so sorry for being so whiney. I just need some hugs, love, support? Something? I just need to know I’m not a failure. 😭

Warning: really long wordy and idk how coherent rant ahead. Proceed with caution lmao

I don't even know how to start my rant but here goes. I haven't been using Tumblr for very long, but it has been incredible. I've met a lot of cool people, and learned a lot of cool things about myself. But I hate how the cycle of dysphoria seems to work. It is so exhausting. When I started my account I still went by he/him everywhere, I even said that in my bio or whatever. The longer I stuck around though, and the more I enjoyed the sapphic side of Tumblr the more I wished it applied to me? And at first I dipped my toes in by removing the masc signifiers and letting people draw their own conclusions. And when someone called me a girl for the first time? That was a strange experience. The longer it went on though the more I realized that it seemed right. I got more comfortable with my spot and didn't feel like I was "lying" to people or invading a place that wasn't for me. Cuz even when I would tell people they were cool with it? (Because obviously, almost everyone in my circle here is trans of course they get it.)

And everything about that is fantastic! But I've realized as soon as I made that step, the first time someone treated me like a girl... I changed. All the little things that I thought I was ok with are suddenly excruciating. I had sexted with someone with ease, but showing my face when I had some stubble? Unthinkable. And my voice, dear God my voice. It felt like I would shatter the "illusion" or something. Even if I disclosed to people ahead of time. There was no secret.

The real problem though is what has happened irl. I've always been a bit of a shut in (not by choice, situation), but I haven't spoken to any of my friends in days. Normally I'm in chat everyday at least for a minute. The thought of going and being Him for a bit when I could instead be my little trans self on Tumblr? Eww. So I just don't join. These are people who know I'm trans! I just haven't changed how I identify to them or whatever.

Everytime I start to think about it I'm just so overwhelmed. I told two people to refer to me differently and even that has crushed me. And I haven't even interacted with them since! I don't know if I'm more scared that I won't like it...or that I will. It will just be one more thing on my fucking to do list. I need to find some more queer people to hang with irl cuz it has been so rewarding, but just too distant I feel like I'm going insane. I simultaneously have the closest connection I've ever felt with a community and yet am crippled by the weight of the loneliness.

I've opened Pandora's box, and I was not prepared for it. I was a lurker on Reddit! I was just trying to be horny damn it. I wanted to bust a nut and chat with cute people for once so maybe I could stop being so inexperienced and now I've lost the comfort of my situation. I knew in the back of my head I was going to do all of these steps at some point probably but I NEED MORE TIME. I have to wait for eight different kinds of appointments before I can even think about it increasing my hrt because of my health conditions and some of them feel so far away.

And if I want to go to someone for comfort (which is already something I struggle so hard with!) There are always roadblocks. The people on Tumblr who I feel I could reach out to can only give me so much, it's over the internet. It is a great supplement to relationships but can only go so far without lots of work around. The people irl? Most of them don't even know about any of this and aren't in the know about queer stuff so I'd have to talk and explain so much. And the people I fully came out to? I'm not ready to face the emotions of them referring to me differently. And all of these have solutions mainly, but the issue. They all take work. And I'm exhausted. And I'm so upset. I don't want to do it. Right now at least. I just need some more time I'm getting there and figuring things out but I need more time.

Even posting this makes me feel sick to my stomach. Like I'm being overly dramatic. Which is silly, cuz if someone else felt this way I wouldn't even dream of anything but to give em a hug and let them cry it all out. I feel like I've stopped existing in the real world. Ive always struggled with dissociation but this is a whole other level. (Also people who are faking something don't typically question themselves lmao. That's just imposter syndrome.)

This was always one of my biggest fears when it came to transition. That I would be right. That it would flip a switch and make me miserable the moment I saw the other side. And I know it would get better. But until that tunnel breaks it would be unbearable.

And maybe I will feel better tomorrow. But even that sounds like forever away right now. I need a hug.

Welp...after three years of avoiding it, COVID finally came for me 😭

Buona giornata mondiale dell'abbraccio tumblerini 🧡

Now I want a hug-

Can I give Link a hug? My boy deserves some love

Aww of course you can hug him, Link is very happy to receive hugs!

I hope you like the sketch! ☺️

Thanks for your ask! 💖

These came out cute too💖 I’ve been having so much fun making YouTube videos.

It’s been a good hobby to have as I go through a shitty patch in my life. Part of me wants to sob about my life problems online but then part of me doesn’t want to internalize those moments permanently on the innanet.

Sending everyone love and good vibes. Hug your loved ones and genuinely make an effort to make those close to you feel loved and special.

Okeeee back to brainstorming, crying, and healing💗

Xoxo🌸

having terrible cramps 😞 just wanna be held and kissed rn

Maggie with the cone what will she do (the answer is WWE flop into your lap for cuddles)

I’m having just a miserable day, I think my CMV is back. I’m having the same stomach issues and exhaustion I did when I first came down with it. So, I’m suspicious it’s back and not my mycophenolate that’s causing the issue which would make sense because it’s stupid to have a drug I’ve been taking for 25 years suddenly cause side effects although I guess not unheard of. I’m just so exhausted with all these health problems. I just want to be able to write for you lovelies and answer my asks but all I can really do right now is curl up in a pitiful little ball and watch YouTube. I can manage rice, potatoes and bread, that’s about it, thankfully coffee too, so I’m not a complete zombie. I’m sure you’re all sick of me complaining about my physical ailments but fuck it’s been so hard, I just want to be ok again but I’m quickly coming to the realization that 25 years post heart transplant might mean there is no feeling ok again. Apparently there was a big breakthrough in treatment today though and they’re starting human trials on a new drug or antibody or something that doesn’t have awful, crippling, kidney destroying side effects. I wonder if I’ll live long enough to be able to benefit from it? That would be so nice. I think I’m going to take it easy the rest of the evening and maybe give writing a shot tonight? Maybe? We’ll see. I’m accepting any and all positive vibes and hugs if anyone wants to throw some my way. I will call my doctor tomorrow and try and get back on top of this illness instead of not knowing what the heck was happening and letting it run unchecked for months. Hopefully you lovelies are having a good day 💙

The impending doom. The moment you feel like you aren't gonna be able to handle a situation any longer. And yet you know it's still going to get worse before it gets better. It's too late to turn back, Pandora's box lies open before you. The other side promises relief, yet the journey daunting. I thought I was ready. I was wrong. I will never be ready. I'm going to hurt people I care about. I will never be ready. I have to know. I will never be ready. I may see people I care about differently. I don't think I'm ready. I probably will not come out the other side in one piece. I just hope I can tape the tiny pieces of me that are left afterwords into something that vaguely resembles my current self. I hope I'm ready... but I'm not. 💜

I’m having a really rough time lately and was wondering if anyone had any fluff recommendations?

Can be for:

Eddie Munson

Aemond Targaryen

Osferth

Bucky Barnes

OR

If anyone has any fluff prompts they’d like me to write please send them in

I’m just sad and need some fluff ❤️

-Heather

I AM ACTUALLY GONNA JUMP OUT A WINDOW. WHY IS RESULTS DAY TOMORROW. I KNOW I'M GONNA CRY. I KNOW SHITS GOING BAD. IM SCARED AND I'M WORRIED. GOODBYE AND GOOD NIGHT!