rain (closed.)

CLOSED FOR NOW | 23 | neurodivergent | secretly a raccoon | she/they |

[siriuslydaz3d]

Intro

hi my name is rain and i:

Have loved Andrew Garfield since 2010

I write fanfiction and short stories

I tend to embarrass myself

I have very little impulse control

Spider-Man and Star-Lord are my favorite superheroes I can genuinely talk about them all day every day

I have a semi-popular fanfiction on wattpad (101K reads as of May 2023)

Here is the link to my main masterlist

Here is the link to my carrd

[siriuslydaz3d]

closed.

hi everyone.

This is a post i never thought I'd make, but I am. As of this post going up, this account will be closed. It's a decision I've been struggling with for the last year, but have decided it needs to be done.

I've had countless anonymous messages leaving hateful and cruel messages in my inbox for small things like spelling errors, accidentally tagging something wrong, or for just not liking my writing.

I have set up a new account which you can find here where I will be sharing things I like or maybe writing again once I feel safe enough to continue my passion. Thank you for all of the support over the last few years. I am very grateful for everything and for the friends I've made.

[siriuslydaz3d]

lone star | Peter Quill

Summary: the aftermath of a life altering fight.

A/N: cross posted on my wattpad in honor of my Peter Quill collection hitting 105K and being #1 in fandom imagines.

The Milano drifted through the dark expanse of space, an echo of loneliness amid the vast, indifferent cosmos. Inside, the Guardians had all mostly fallen silent, each wrapped in their own private turmoil. Peter sat alone in the cockpit, his gaze fixed on the shimmering stars beyond. He could hardly see them through the blur of his tears.

You had tried to find solace in the endless reaches of the universe, hoping that time and distance would heal the fractures in your relationship with Peter. But the galaxy had a cruel way of amplifying pain rather than mending it.

The argument that had torn you apart replayed in Peter’s mind with relentless cruelty. It had been a shouting match, born from frustration and unspoken fears. The kind of argument that left scars deeper than any physical wound could ever imagine.

"I can’t keep doing this, Peter!" you had yelled, your voice breaking off near the end. "We’re not the same people we used to be. We’re suffocating each other."

Peter had tried to hold on, but his attempts to reach out only drove you further away. "I don’t know how to fix this!" he had shouted back, desperation and vulnerability lacing his words. "I thought we’d make it work. I thought… I thought you were my forever."

Your departure from the cockpit was a crushing silence, each step echoing the finality of the end. You retreated to a other room for the night, avoiding his eyes as you passed him in the narrow corridors of the ship. It felt like an entire lifetime had collapsed into those few moments.

Now, alone in the cockpit, Peter replayed the memory of your last moments together, unable to escape the crushing realization of how far he had let things fall apart. The words you’d exchanged seemed to float around him like specters, haunting and accusing.

He had tried to convince himself that breaking up was the right thing, that it was necessary for both of you to find yourselves. But every moment spent apart made the agony of that decision sink deeper into his soul, eating away at him as the seconds ticked by.

He reached for a familiar object—a mixtape, a relic from when things were simpler, when every song seemed to speak of a bright future together. He had made it for you, filled with songs that once made you both smile and dance. Now, it was just a reminder of how broken things had become.

The first notes of the mixtape played, each song a sharp reminder of your shared past. The lyrics, once full of promise and joy, now twisted into cruel echoes of what could have been. Peter buried his face in his hands, overwhelmed by the weight of his regret and sorrow.

He had hoped that time would make things easier, that the pain would eventually dull. But as he sat alone in the cockpit, the cold, sterile environment of the ship seemed to mock him, emphasizing the chasm between you that he could never truly bridge. Every star outside the window felt like a distant, unreachable point of light, reflecting the void left by your absence.

In the quiet of the Milano, the reality settled in: the space between you was not just physical but emotional and irrevocable. And as the stars glimmered coldly in the infinite void, Peter was left with nothing but the haunting silence of what once was and a broken heart that nothing in the cosmos could ever mend.

[tributary]

this slaps honestly

[tributary]

for everyone who wants to make this bread, i found a few recipes

Panis Quadratus: Ancient Bread of Pompeii

A delicious whole wheat, seeded, pull-apart sourdough bread from about 2000 years ago whose characteristics have been reconstructed by food

Eat like an ancient Roman by recreating bread from Pompeii

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2,000 Year Old Bread Recipe From Pompeii - ✮ The Food Dictator ✮

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[siriuslydaz3d]

Uh enjoy my sleepy ramblings about Dean Winchester!

Dean Winchester is the type of girl dad who'd put a tiara and makeup on just to make his little girl happy. He'd let her paint his nails and proudly show it off to Sam, Cass, and Jack. He's the type to insist on daddy-daughter dances every year that they're offered. If his daughter dressed as a princess for Halloween, he'd dress as a prince. He would watch "girly" cartoons with her and become invested in the story.

Dean would make sure his girl knew how grateful he was for her existence. He'd be the exact opposite of John when it came to raising his baby. I don't see him ever raising his voice with her either. If there were ever any problems, he'd have an actual conversation with her about it.

Dean is the definition of gentle parenting.

[kittimbo-deactivated20231211]

One fanfic a day,

keeps the mental illness away

[book-place-incorrect-quotes]

Y/N: Hey, Sam, do you think I could fit in the dryer? Dean doesn’t think I can

Sam: Let’s- and I cannot stress this enough- not do that

[bff0f7]

so can we start hunting down white liberals now or what

[adamtheredbeard]

The full picture is even more heart breaking after you open the uncropped version. Just a heads-up, it's rough

“The Roman Catholic Parish in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan was just grafitted.”

[afronerdism]

Nah let’s post it. Let’s feel it. Don’t look away.

[doobiebenson]

[butch-bakugo]

I notice alot of my followers on here skipping these posts just to mess with my lgbt ones, suspiciously the white popular ones.

Heres a not so friendly reminder, as an lgbt metis person, i dont give a single fuck what your blog is themed or if this is too painful for you to look at. Reblog this post. Reblog this post with the sources of the 751 children who were found.

Your compliance and silence as well as the compliance and silence of your ancestors is what allowed these schools to open and kill first nations children. The children of MY people.

Dont follow me if you cant reblog this post or the one with sources to your political blog or your most popular blog. Add trigger warnings if you must but if your political blog is only focused on the harms you personally face like being lgbt then you need to see some bigger pictures and stop being afraid of angering your racist mutural or actually saying some shit about racism. If you can reblog some antifa graphics or add blm to your bio to be a surface level ally, you can reblog some sources on the genocide first nations people faced and still face today.

They were CHILDREN.

They were murdered in cold blood.

[churchoftheconfusedchicken]

I’d like to add this photo I took last night in Victoria of the statue of Captain Cook. Though I myself am not indigenous, I 100% agree that these murderers, kidnappers and rapists shouldn’t have huge statues and plaques that decorate them and say how “great” they were.

Here’s another photo of the legislative assembly from yesterday. Later on there were more items, candles and signs at the memorial, as well as a big poster with 1505 painted on it but I didn’t get a picture

People need to see this. Not just quickly glance at the photos and keep on scrolling. They need to see this.

Reblog this or just stop following me

[ifiknewiwouldtellyou]

I had seen the first picture of the church, but not the second.

I went to a “Cancel Canada Day” event and burst into tears - not because I was surprised to learn of the unmarked graves (survivors told us they were there. Our government pushed it aside, and we let them), but because seeing all the people gathered in mourning drove it home: They. Were. Children.

This is my country’s legacy - and it’s not history. The last schools closed during my lifetime. My Father went to school with students who lived at the local residential school, after it was changed to a boarding house (read: holding centre) for indigenous youth who went to local schools.

They were all children, injured, abused, and killed in my country’s attempt to erase them. I want the world to see this and hold the state accountable to *active* reconciliation> I mean we could at least truly adopt UNDRIP in action instead of words for god’s sake.

[gayvampyr]

here you can read an article about a survivor of the church and some of the things he experienced to help put into perspective how awful and just how recent it was

[nothingweirdhere]

this is the memorial at the vancouver art gallery. 215+ pairs of children’s shoes (as well as stuffed toys and flowers) cover the steps…

[viktor-the-leshen]

I can never feel free as a queer person until the indigenous peoples are free.

[siriuslydaz3d]

I want to so badly hug my favorite character who has suffered so much and just let them know they're okay. I want to hug them and give them the love they deserve. I want to hold their hand as they talk about their feelings. I want them to know someone is on their side.

If they're insecure? I want them to know how beautiful I think they are both inside and out. Their "flaws" make them who they are and so many people love them, flaws and all. Being overweight or covered in scars, they're still worthy of all the love in the world.

If they have strained relationships with their family? I want them to know they aren't alone and I understand the pain. I want them to know family isn't specifically blood relation. Family can be friends.

If they're neurodivergent or disabled?  I want them to know that doesn't define their worth. I want them to know how much respect I have for them for getting through a world which isn't designed for people like us.

I dont know.

I hate seeing people in pain, and I would love nothing more than to take some of their pain away, any way I can. 

[siriuslydaz3d]

Can I ask who you write for? Just to make sure before I request lol

Hi! I'm willing to write for the following, however if a character isnt listed, feel free to request anyway and I'll write for them! (Or if they're from a source/fandom not listed, give a small description and I'll research them before writing!)

MARVEL

-Peter Parker

-Harry Osborne (TASM only)

-Tony Stark

-Clint Barton

-Loki

-Peter Quill

The Walking Dead

-Negan Smith

-Rick Grimes

-Daryl Dixon

Supernatural

-Dean Winchester

-Sam Winchester

-Castiel

House M.D

-Dr.House

-Dr. Wilson

Anime Characters

-Gojo Satoru

-Yuji Itadori

-Sukuna

- Most BNHA characters

Others

-Leon Kennedy

-Anakin Skywalker

-Sirius Black (older and younger)

-Remus Lupin (older and younger)

[siriuslydaz3d]

It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

Two years of writing today!!! Kinda insane to see how far I've come :') thank you guys for the support & love

[transstuffandmore]

Please Reblog is Your Blog is Safe for Non-Binary People.

[bees-and-voids-deactivated20210]

If my mutuals can’t rb this then we can’t be mutuals

[blairelythere-deactivated202510]

💜🖤🤍💛

[siriuslydaz3d]

Special birthday post for one of my dearest friends!

@mr-tr4sh-g0blin , we met clear back in December 2021 from a random post, but since then you've become one of my best friends in the entire world. I know I dont reply as frequently as I should, but you mean so much to me.

I hope you know just how loved and cherished you are. I hope today treats you wonderfully and I hope the next year brings you nothing but good fortune.

Thank you for always being here for me, no matter what. You're an incredible person, and I am truly blessed to have you in my life.

With love,

Rain :)

[mr-tr4sh-m4n-deactivated2024012]

0///0

Thank you so much, this is so cute, you’ve been such an amazing friend to me too and I honestly still ponder why you don’t run away 😂

>\\\\\<

[siriuslydaz3d]

I don’t run away because you’re so cool!! I’m glad you like it :)

[siriuslydaz3d]

wifi has been out the last week so i’ve been unable to post or write. Hopefully should be back up and running by the time I get home tonight. If everything goes well, expect posts this weekend! thanks :)

[faggottt]

I am such a “huh” ass bitch. Lmao i got bad hearing sorry

[siriuslydaz3d]

Special birthday post for one of my dearest friends!

@mr-tr4sh-g0blin , we met clear back in December 2021 from a random post, but since then you've become one of my best friends in the entire world. I know I dont reply as frequently as I should, but you mean so much to me.

I hope you know just how loved and cherished you are. I hope today treats you wonderfully and I hope the next year brings you nothing but good fortune.

Thank you for always being here for me, no matter what. You're an incredible person, and I am truly blessed to have you in my life.

With love,

Rain :)

[ladylokilaufeyson5]

me: i’m in my [character/fandom] era. i think it’s going to be permanent

also me, literally a week later: i’m in my [different character/fandom] era. i think it’s going to be permanent