Heather | 36 | she/they | multi-fandom tire fire | FR 253965
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reblog if you write fanfic and you would die of happiness and then become instant best friends with anyone who crashed into your DMs to talk about your fics
A magnificent boy
a perfect void!! I couldn’t help myself
- hey guys whats up
how’d you make a blank post?
- you make a bulleted list and press tab until the text either is all the way on the right or it disappears depending on the resolution of the computer it’s viewed on. also, it doesn’t work on mobile.
please tell me
This is the most hilarious thing to see on mobile.
stacys mom turned me into a frog!
im eating flies and live inside a log!
stacy cant you see she has placed a spell on me!
now im in a bog and look just like a small green frog
One orange brain cell
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it’s rotten work. especially to me especially if it’s you. I’ll fucking do it but christ alive.
You ever got struck with the feeling of "Wow, this discourse is 2 days old, and I am already utterly exhausted with it"?
Trigun fucking destroys me, okay.
It’s about persisting through the most horrific obstacles imaginable, and never losing hope for yourself and others. It’s about the fruit your efforts bear, but it doesn’t ignore the ugliness of the suffering you endure. It doesn’t sweep it under the rug to give you a happy ending.
As a jaded millennial, I get a bit tired of stories where everything turns out fine because the heroes tried hard. Most stories gloss over the repercussions of failure. They tell us it’s all simply a means to an end, and that end is what matters. Overcoming your obstacle matters. Winning matters.
Trigun doesn’t do this.
Vash gets hurt (gross understatement). He’s ostracized, bullied, threatened, haunted, forced to see the darkest underbelly of humanity. He’s subjected to the worst parts of life that are grotesquely ruthless, unforgiving, hopeless. He’s forced to reconcile a lot of his goals (like never killing anyone), but not the core of his beliefs.
Not once does he falter in his trust that people are capable of good, that we all deserve that chance to be. He never has a revelation that shakes his faith in humanity, despite constantly being given every reason to. He’s the irritatingly optimistic anime protagonist who looks at impossible odds and says “everything will be alright”, the way no one can in real life because it never works out that way for us.
And it doesn’t for him, either.
Vash does his best, believes in himself, and fails. over and over and over again. He loses everything–loved ones, memories, autonomy. He loses constantly. He’s your unrealistically positive hero, being dealt realistically unfavorable hands.
And still, he persists. He never truly wins. Because we never truly win. Life has no happy ending like a story does.
He never truly wins, and yet, he can still find happiness. He meets friends, enjoys good food, watches people love fiercely in both blessing and hardship. He hits unbelievable lows that don’t keep him from finding highs. Because he never stops trying to be the best of what he sees in humanity. Because every little bit counts. He never stops believing in humans–believing in you.
Trigun grabs you by the face and stares directly at you. It says “I see you, I see your pain, how much you struggle. I see how sometimes no matter how hard you try, things don’t work out. Life isn’t a fairy tale. I see how your kindness can come back to hurt you, hurt others. I see you, and I’m proud of you. Life is worth living with love in your heart not because we win, but because we try. We all try. Never stop trying to be kind.”
Trigun shows you the cruel reality of life, and leaves you feeling good about it.
I don’t know a single piece of media that’s able to do that.
But seriously, when we got our property, it was all just…grass. A sterile grass moonscape, like a billion other yards. With two big old maple trees. Just grass and maples, that was it.
But then I got my grubby little paws on it, and I immediately stopped fertilizing, spraying, and bagging up grass clippings and leaves. I ripped up sod and put in flowers and vegetables. I put down nice thick blankets of mulch around the flowers and vegetables.
When I first was sweating my way through stripping sod, I saw a grand total of 1 worm and 0 ladybugs. The ground was compacted into something that would bend shovel blades.
Now, six years later, I can’t dig a planting hole without turning up fourteen earthworms, and there are so many ladybugs here. Not the invasive asian lady beetles; native ladybugs. They winter over in the mulch and in the brush pile. I see thousands of them.
The soil is soft and rich. There are birds that come to eat, and bees of many sorts.
Like this is something that you, yourself, can absolutely change. This is something that you, personally, can make a difference in.
Like, last year I watched no fewer than twenty-nine monarch caterpillars grow up on my milkweed and fly away as butterflies. I watched swallowtails and moths grow. There are hummingbirds fighting over flowers now.
I did that. Me. You can do the same.
Is this post about making a garden or beating depression
As someone with clinically diagnosed anxiety and depression;
Yes.
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A photo of a man reading a neon sign on a tree that says “Healing also means taking responsibility for the role you play in your own suffering”.
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the rudest most helpful thing anyone ever said to me is “why do you keep hurting your own feelings long after [the person who once hurt you] probably forgot about it” like literally just dear god you’ve split me open so neatly my entire soul is just flopping around on the ground between us now but thank you
Just fyi if you’re autistic/adhd and struggle specifically with this sort of thing, please know what what might be happening is something called perseveration, which is a common neurodivergent behavior that can include, among other things, revisiting emotions repeatedly and being unable to break loose from processing or managing stressful events.
Don’t keep hurting your own feelings. But don’t feel bad if you get stuck there, either. Something else could be going on.
KISHO TANIYAMA as NAKAHARA CHUUYA in
BUNGO STRAY DOGS / 文豪ストレイドッグス (2016-)
3.02 | “荒神は今” • right now, god
I miss the days when, no matter how slow your internet was, if you paused any video and let it buffer long enough, you could watch it uninterrupted