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@maengoicecream
Okay as an anime-only…I’M FREAKING OUT
ALL MIGHT IS POINTING AT BOTH. OH MY GOD HE’S POINTING AT BOTH IZUKU AND KATSUKI
THE FUTURE SYMBOL OF HOPE AND THE FUTURE SYMBOL OF VICTORY
YOU CAN RIP THIS HEADCANON FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS
THE NEXT ALL MIGHT (in my opinion)
BEHOLD THE NEW ALL MIGHT
I'M 23 AND I CRIED AT A TINKERBELL MOVIE.
So long story, I wanted to read some light novels on my iPad but the room felt too quiet. I didn't want to put on music because I end up singing along to it so instead I put on a movie. I just played whatever and seemed like it played Tinkerbell and The Neverbeast. (Don't judge it's cause I watched Barbie movies and stuff sometimes when I'm down)
An hour and a half later I wasn't even reading I was so absorbed with it that when the ending happened I cried so damn hard. I realized this might be a movie to help kids understand or come into terms of a loved pet dying.
I just sat there for 5 mins crying my eyes out, the credits even already finished rolling and I was just staring into space. God the ending hurt so much.
And well. That's the story of me, and adult (questionable), cried to a Tinkerbell movie, aimed to help kids get over a dead pet.
Rewatching Ep 58 of Detective Conan and realizing that the first time I watched this episode I couldn't appreciate the weird ass Kansaiben that Conan was doing with the bowtie for Heiji. OMG I was too young to differentiate between different japanese dialects and accents. It's freaking gold.
So yeah, for me, the manga of One Punch Man is better than the anime. Idk why
Yoshitsugu Matsuoka is everywhere and NGL I kinda love his voice.
Coming into a fandom late
Coming into a fandom early and watching it become an angry clusterfuck
Being in a dormant fandom that suddenly comes alive again after a new book/movie
Don’t forget about those who come in the midst of a fandom war.
Accuracy at its best
Being in a fandom and not even knowing there’s a war going on…
all of this shit…lol
When You’re Not In The Fandom But You’re Nosy AF
When you get into a fandom only to discover it’s dead
This gets better every time I see it.
@fuboos-mess
Being in a dead fandom…
Or being in such a tiny fandom that it feels like youre the only one
The accuracy hurts.
Being in a fandom that had a shit ending.
When you’ve been fangirling long enough, you’ve experienced all of the above.
Being in a fandom meant for kids.
This just gets better..
@mi-kleos
When you realize that joining the fandom has ruined you
Fandom hell in general
Yes.
This^^^ just… ALL OF THIS.
Being in so many fandoms that you don’t even know what’s going on
THIS IS THE SKULDUGGERY FUCKING PLEASANT FANDOM IN ONE POST!!
Trying to recruit people to your fandom
Annnnnnndddd it’s back
Being in a fandom which has so many antis
I’ve probably reblogged this before, but that was before these great additions.
Being in a fandom that actually works together
Why is this so true? All of it.
being in a fanbase but all your mutuals suddenly turn into Kpop blogs
I always enjoy it when a good post comes around again and has been improved by the reblogs like the years for a fine wine.
Being in a fandom when shit goes down and everyone has different opinions
When you are in a fandom and don’t care for others people opinion…..even if they are right…(believe me, I have met several of those)
Being in a fandom you never meant to join
I love this. and it’s gotten better
After abandoning a fandom you’re still a little bit emotionally invested in….
All of these are me. Lol
Being in a fandom on Tumblr
Being in a fandom after December 17th
it got better until the bitter end
The conclusion!! That conclusion!!
IMCRYKNG
I'm thinking of getting a hamster but I don't have any experience owning one and what stuffs to get and tips and stuffs. Please halp.
“Solitude is dangerous. It’s very addictive. It becomes a habit after you realize how peaceful and calm it is. It’s like you don’t want to deal with people anymore because they drain your energy.”
— Jim Carrey
About a week ago I posted this.
I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:
and my personal favorite
After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.
About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like
I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like
This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”
But I guess the lesson goes like this:
DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN
DON’T TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES EVER.
THIS POST IS SO IMPORTANT I WANT EVERYONE ON TUMBLR IN THE WORLD TO SEE IT
This needs to be reblogged. I couldn’t scroll past this if I tried, I got a message like that but not for me, it told me to my friend to kill them self, I was livid! I didn’t answer it because a message like that doesn’t deserve an answer but I don’t see what is so funny about telling someone to kill them selves! I really don’t! It’s sick and it’s wrong. This person though, I take my hat off to you. You taught that bully a lesson.
this.
This will always be number one on the list of things that aren’t okay
Ho-ly shit.
I’ll never not reblog this
If you dare scroll without reblogging this you have no soul…….. i mean you do but reblogging this wont ruin your blog……. please just spread the word.
Please people don’t send anon hate your just hurting yourselves…
Don’t tell anyone to kill themselves. EVER.
A PSA we shouldn’t need, but we do…because some people are fucking horrible
@xxtc-96xx, @thefloatingstone, @xxmileikaivanaxx
Quality post that needs to be seen right here.
Ah hate anons…you bunch of spineless cowards you…think you can get away with saying whatever you want
If you were responsible for something like a suicide you do realize you can still be traced. Morons
The bad thoughts gets worse every second....
04/23/2018
I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m in an endless loop of sadness and hopelessness and everything just seems to be so far away. like whatever I do it's like it doesn’t involve me.
like whatever decision I make is just something that happens and it doesn’t really affect me for real. I feel like I’m only someone controlling a sim. I know its not true and I’m probably dragging myself to ruin since I’ve been missing work and life in general.
I told my boss today that I’m missing work because of my emotional state and she told me to make sure I can manage it next time because I’ll get a memo for my absences soon, I know I’m doing this to myself and nobody else is to blame for this.
I just can’t get myself to do anything today.... I don’t feel human at all.
I feel weak and empty and like nothing I do will ever make everything okay.
I know I need help, I’ve been through this cycle enough times to know its not normal. Hell I even cried about toothpaste once. the smallest things drive me into distress and I just... need... space... to... breath...
I know “depression” has been around for ages and all and I’ve always thought that’s what this is but not being diagnosed and not being sure... I didn’t want to claim it. I didn’t want to say “I have depression” and just roll with it when hundreds of people who actually are diagnosed go through worse pain.
I’ve gotten sick, I developed Gastritis due to stress and my unhealthy eating habits. I’ve gained weight since I just curl up in my bed and force feed myself junk food. I stopped going out. I stopped reading my books. I stopped writing.... God I stopped writing..... I couldn’t find happier words not only for my stories but for myself so I decided to stop.
once I got into a fight with my boyfriend and he was genuinely trying to help me, he was trying to keep me grounded because he knew I was so close to just ending it all. he told me to write again.
I picked up a pen and the first this I do.... is write a suicide note.
I never really materialized a plan in my head on how I would kill myself but then I always knew that if I let the thoughts plague me, I’ll end up doing it. So that time when I wrote down a suicide note I realized that the plans do materialize in your head. while I wrote the words images of me thinking about drinking that bleach we have in the bathroom, taking my cutter and driving it deep in my arm, taking a rope and hanging myself.
so many images of my death.
I wrote it down and afterwards I felt better. knowing that if I were to die then people won’t blame themselves, they won’t think I was murdered and end up trying to avenge my death.
But they will still won’t they? they will blame themselves for overlooking the signs, they will blame themselves for not being there enough and they will destroy themselve since there’s nobody to blame. nobody to get revenge on. just plain old regret and sadness.
I didn’t kill myself that day and that note is still tucked in my notebook.
Yes I know its not normal and I really need to see a doctor for this. I would take any pill in a bottle if it means I can be normal, if it means it can regulate my emotions. I want to be so high up there that I will forget I was once pushed down on the ground.
But.... I don’t feel like gathering my pieces today..... I don’t feel like putting myself together so I’m sorry, please forgive me. I couldn’t be human today. I promise I’ll try harder tomorrow. I’ll do better tomorrow. use stronger glue, cover myself in packaging tape and get myself out the door.
I’ll do my best tomorrow so please let me break apart tonight.
See this? This is the kind of guy you deserve.
The guy that’ll call you out on your bullshit and knock you down a peg when you’re being a bitch to him and honestly has every right to be pissed at you to the point that he forgets he loves you but doesn’t.
Get you a guy that can make you swoon while at the same time winning an argument.
Get you a guy that will seriously and in all honesty tell you. “answer the fucking call I need to hear your voice” even when you were just screaming at each other.
Get you a guy that is a million miles away but still manages to make sure you’re not sleeping alone and upset, even when its completely justified for him to.
Get you a guy that doesn’t forget why he’s fighting in the first place because for people like us who is anxious and is always scared of being replaced. We need a person who would grab us by the arm and look us in the eye and say.
“stop picking a fight with me, this is bullshit. You know I wont walk away even with all the painful things you say.”
Basking in the sun during a good spring day. Playing with your dog and teaching your sister how to play fetch. Your eyes look clearer these days. Less clouded and sad, they seem vibrant some days and some its a deep olive green staring me down with longing. You smile more often, your lips form into the most beautiful curve but some days its in a firm straight line then you bite your lip and my knees shake like its your command. Your voice rings in my ear like bells in a chapel, then there's a sing song of melody within my heart as the world slips away from both of us. Its a great spring day, laying on grass. Lips kissing more than lips and hands holding more than hands. #writersofinstagram #writings #lovestory #spring
A blurry Sunday evening of pizza and movies. Your feet on his lap as he rubbed your soles. You walked for hours and hours just to shop for gifts for friends you've known for years. He just smiled and followed silently as you ran from one store to another. You giggle at a memory you have with your friend as you pick up a random item while you tell him the funny story which he's heard a million times before but he just smiles and carries more shopping bags for you. 20 bags later he still just smiles at you despite the tiredness. His hands red from carrying your shopping list but it doesn't matter he'll still kiss your head and drive you home. 9pm and you're passed out on the couch with half a pizza on your plate. He carries you to bed and tucks you in. Staring at your face as his angel sleeps quietly. He just crashes beside you, sleeping soundly. Dead tired but completely satisfied. #ShortLoveStory #love
12/04/2016 - 11:44PM/9:44AM
To fall in love is precious. Every song makes sense, ever color looks brighter, every movie is romantic and every joke sound funny. Every flower smells nice, every mornings are good. Every message is sweeter than the last, every kiss feels better than the last. Skin so soft, hands on your cheek. We say no words but our hearts speak.
do you believe in fate?
I do. Well, NOW I do. ‘cause this happened.
story 1 (2014): my roommate told me about this guy that was (at that time) going through the application process for her organization. she told me that this guy had the same birthday as me, had very similar personality and interests, and was about the same height. she was shipping me with this guy.
story 2 (1st half of 2016): I developed an interest for the guy sitting behind me in my HUM 3 class. I never actually got a good look at this guy; I barely wore my contacts or glasses that semester so I was practically blind. I got interested in this guys brain. In his opinions about the films we were watching for class. I found myself looking forward to listening to this guy speak. And after class we usually end up riding the same jeepney.
story 2 (August 23, 2016): I attended the orientation for the UP Japanology Society because I was really looking forward to joining the organization. I went there with my roommate. As we were sitting down, I saw the guy from my HUM 3 class. At first I wasn’t sure, but then he spoke and that confirmed my suspicions. And while I was having an internal monologue consisting of a loop of the phrase “oh fuck it’s him oh fuck it’s him”, my roommate pointed at him, looked at me, and said, “Look, it’s that guy I’ve been telling you about. You know, the one who has the same birthday as you and all that.”
HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!!
yeah, I KNOW. Life is strange. Not sure where this is going though.
Holy shit babe. This is the man you marry!!!
I’ve been deprived of OTP fangirling for a week or more because of tests, so when weekend came, I just jumped right in and made a mini comic >///< <3
ft. KaiShin, RanAo, ShinRan but not really ShinRan, and a random OC with no name
(I messed up Aoko’s hair parting oh well ¯\_(ツ)_/¯)
