The Snow Always Melts

Hello, welcome to my Tumblr. My nickname is "Aki".  I'm a lurker by nature, so there may be random periods of inactivity in this blog. Feel free to follow me if you like. Anyone who loves DNAngel is automatically my friend, so don't be shy. ❤

[transmortifried]

genuinely fucked up that if i want to interact with someone online i have to say words and have a conversation instead of just mashing my face against them like a cat

[anakachow]

reblog to mash your face against your mutuals like a cat

[dragon-in-a-fez]

apparently someone in Edinburgh has been updating the street signs for pride

[thesulkycroissant]

Be like Robin: Beat up and spray paint your local Nazis today

[cowboyhatesithere]

I love personalization. I love stickers on water bottles and on laptops. I love shitty marker drawing on the toes of converse. I love hand embroidered doodles on jeans. I love posters on walls. I love knick knacks on shelves. I love jewelry with goofy charms. I love when people take things and make them theirs.

[boltlightning]

it's me and the four people on ao3 who understand my favorite character in the exact same way against the world

[reotheleo]

Can I just say, uh, I’m pretty sure noticing you’re asexual is harder than noticing you’re gay, straight, pan or otherwise. Like, I just read someone’s desciption of hitting puberty and, like, there’s nothing like that. There’s no sudden ‘boob’ moment, no sudden ‘fuck, I’d fuck that’ moment, not sudden anything. You just, like, plod on through life as usual going ‘oooh, that’s pretty, I’d like that hair’ or ‘oooooh, they’re nice, I’d like to be close to them’ but there’s no like, ‘oh, someone would want to fuck that but I don’t’, you know? You just- you don’t notice, you don’t realise everyone else has ‘had a moment’ but you haven’t, you just- keep going as you always have.

And then, much much later, you start to wonder why people are getting so caught up in drama for romance or sex, like, why bother? It’s not worth it, they’re not worth it, why are you doing stupid things for something that’s so- and then you wonder if there’s something wrong with you, start mentally over compensating. Like ‘uh, okay, um, who should I date? Who can I stand to date? Who could I stand to fuck?’ like- it’s not, it’s not something you want, but you want to fit in, to be normal.

Sometimes you don’t even know that you’re doing it.

Sometimes you don’t even know asexual’s a thing.

I dunno, I guess, I just feel like, uh, people should understand more?

idk sorry thank you for listening to me

[demiblocked]

Thank you for perfectly describing it.

[peregrinelight]

It’s way more difficult to notice the absence of something, especially when you’ve never had it in the first place??

It’s like being born without a nose and then being expected to understand what things smell like because everyone ELSE has a nose.

[moiracolleenodell]

TRUTH

[carsthatnevermadeitetc]

Nissan Harlecube, 2009. A special edition of the third edition Cube

[fantastic-car-mods-daily]

FUCK. YES. this is what im fucking TALKING about

[boybeetles]

Feels weird to call myself an adult. As a kid they really make you think that there is a hard line between adult and kid and that there’s just such a huge difference between them. And then you become an adult. And you feel the same. There’s so big revelation where you understand life and become a functional adult. You just stay you.

[boybeetles]

Spent my whole childhood not feeling like a person because of the way I was treated by others. I just assumed that when I became an adult I’d start feeling like a person, like a human. Then I became an adult and that didn’t happen. Turning 18 didn’t fix my problems.

[maelerie]

Send me two characters or more and a prompt and I’ll write you a short fic

1. “Are you drunk?”

2. “You’re too young to hate the world.”

3. “I don’t want your pity, I want your absence.”

4. “We’re designed to be disposable.”

5. “There’s blood on my/your hands.”

6. “Could you be any louder?”

7. “I’ve never killed anyone before.”

8. “Your smile is not as bright as it used to be.”

9. “Don’t call me that!”

10. “Please don’t make me socialize.”

11. “Same time tomorrow?”

12. “I’ve been buying the wrong underwear.”

13. “How can anyone not be afraid of love?”

14. “You’re supposed to talk me out of this.”

15. “That was a perfect example of how not to do things.”

16. “If you want, we could go together?”

17. “I have contemplated becoming a hermit.”

18. “I’m alive… I can tell because of the pain.”

19. “Maybe you’re not thinking hard enough.”

20. “It’s 8:30, I have a hangover and you’re annoying me.”

21. “No one has a heart of stone.”

22. “Can I open my eyes yet?”

23. “So much for not getting involved.”

24. “I will if you will.”

25. “My nightmares are usually about losing you.”

26. “I didn’t intend to kiss you.”

27. “Can we go someplace high so I can jump off it?”

28. “I didn’t lose it, I just misplaced it.”

29. “Prepare to be amazed.”

30. “I’m fine.”

31. “Where’s your God now?”

32. “I’d ask you to stay but I don’t like you.”

33. “Something about you makes me want to commit extreme violence.”

34. “It’s not like I missed you or anything.”

35. “You look like a monkey who’s been strategically shaved.”

36. “Everything was fine, until you showed up.”

37. “Can you just shut up for five minutes?”

38. “Never mind, the moment’s gone.”

39. “You’re an idiot. I’ve met smarter sandwiches.”

40. “I believe you dropped this.”

41. “What are you doing in my house?”

42. “I don’t know if I should kiss you or slap you.”

43. “Why are you/we whispering?”

44. “If you really loved me there wouldn’t be a choice.“

45. “I think I made a mistake.”

46. “Shut up, I am a delight!”

47. “I can think of a million places I’d rather be right now.”

48. “Now, just hold on a diddly darn minute.”

49. “It sounds like you’re trying to convince yourself.“

50. “Why does anyone have to be naked?”

[actualaster]

Emil's "wait I SWEAR I'm not gay and don't have a crush on Richter" freakout lives in my brain forever and it's still hilarious all these years later.

I can play it back in my brain whenever I want and I think that's beautiful

[mcsiggy]

very mad that the passage of time goes by faster when im in the comforts of my own home.

[miramise]

[serketcitizen]

[roboticnebula]

Pros of re-reading your own fic

a good time;

Has exactly the tropes you like and the characterization you want to read;

Gratification: yes you did finish a thing and yes you did do good;

just a very fun time all around.

Cons of re-reading your own fic:

Is that another TYpO

[cher3pakhi]

just remember, one day you're going to open tumblr and the crabs will be raving like they never have before

[naamahdarling]

We will meet here again on that day. This is my sacred promise to you.

[blessedanimals]

[hiwatari-satoshi]

I am VERY interested

[ottisbuns]

Did you know

If you perform action Harmlessly Bother Cat you can receive Sounds

[ottisbuns]

If you perform action Ignore Cat you can also receive Sounds, with a percentage chance that they will be Noises instead

[pogasm]

[inkskinned]

this is just my opinion but i think any good media needs obsession behind it. it needs passion, the kind of passion that's no longer "gentle scented candle" and is now "oh shit the house caught on fire". it needs a creator that's biting the floorboards and gnawing the story off their skin. creators are supposed to be wild animals. they are supposed to want to tell a story with the ferocity of eating a good stone fruit while standing over the sink. the same protective, strange instinct as being 7 and making mud potions in pink teacups: you gotta get weird with it.

good media needs unhinged, googling-at-midnight kind of energy. it needs "what kind of seams are invented on this planet" energy and "im just gonna trust the audience to roll with me about this" energy. it needs one person (at least) screaming into the void with so much drive and energy that it forces the story to be real.

sometimes people are baffled when fanfic has some stunning jaw-dropping tattoo-it-on-you lines. and i'm like - well, i don't go here, but that makes sense to me. of fucking course people who have this amount of passion are going to create something good. they moved from a place of genuine love and enjoyment.

so yeah, duh! saturday cartoons have banger lines. random street art is sometimes the most precious heart-wrenching shit you've ever seen. someone singing on tiktok ends up creating your next favorite song. youtubers are giving us 5 hours of carefully researched content. all of this is the impossible equation to latestage capitalism. like, you can't force something to be good. AI cannot make it good. no amount of focus-group testing or market research. what makes a story worth listening to is that someone cares so much about telling it - through dance, art, music, whatever it takes - that they are just a little unhinged about it.

one time my friend told me he stayed up all night researching how many ways there are to peel an orange. he wrote me a poem that made me cry on public transportation. the love came through it like pith, you know? the words all came apart in my hands. it tasted like breakfast.