it applies too

Pet peeves in smut fics

-When they don’t close the door. Why don’t they ever mention them closing the door??? Boi if I was fucking someone I wouldn’t want any open doors

-When they don’t take off their shoes and socks for some fucking reason

-Spit as lube

-I REPEAT. SPIT AS LUBE.

-NO LUBE AT ALL

-Even if it’s their first time they’re still somehow perfect sex gods. Not really a peeve as much as I want to read a smutty part of a fanfic that has someone sneezes in the middle of it or some other obscure thing happening

-N O L U B E

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Okay I have something super important to say, so bear with me for a second.

deep breath

STOP INSULTING YOUR OWN WORK.

It’s damaging to you, because it sends you into a sneaky hate spiral of “man I’m never going to be as good as I want to, look how crappy this is, whatever I’m done” and makes you cranky and frustrated.

In addition, here’s another scenario, one that you likely hadn’t considered-

That person who follows you, who admires everything you do, sees you calling your writing or your art garbage? They immediately give up because damn, if this person I idolize is saying their work is bad, how on earth am I ever going to be any good at it?

Having standards is good. Knowing what YOU think looks good is how you improve- taking those techniques and borrowing them, implementing them into your writing or your artwork or whatever and putting together this beautiful tapestry that becomes YOUR STYLE.

If you worked on something- if you put ANY effort into something and you’re even a little bit proud of it- say so. Be like damn, this story came out friggin’ incredible, and OWN it. Months later you’re likely going to look back and be like haha wow that was actually not that great, but you know what? That’s a sign of IMPROVEMENT, and you should be proud of that.

Just don’t insult the work past you did. Don’t insult the work PRESENT you has done. Chalk it all up to learning, to improving and persevering, and KEEP AT IT. How you talk to yourself is inevitably how you will end up talking to others, and trust me- you wouldn’t dare say half the things you say about your own work in regards to someone else’s.

anonymous asked:

*hugs you tighter* it's sad that you got hate for that, but hey, you are still a great person no matter what your sexuality or gender is, and that of course applies to you too

*hugs tightly* Thanks anon. That means a ton.

everyone has that one character in a show they watch where during every ep they’re usually just waiting for that specific character’s scenes to come on and enjoy everything about them from the way they talk to the way they walk and smile whenever that person comes onscreen. a scene without that character in it feels like it’s just missing something and in your eyes they’re the best thing about the show and you don’t want anything bad to happen to them ever

They’re too nice to fight each other what are you even talking about.

I am a Huge Nerd for alien and human interactions that go across tumblr (space Australia and Stabby come to mind) but like for real what about the human concept of luck? Each culture has its own, too, and also superstition so like this human will go nowhere near black cats but others are just like ‘oh kitty kitty kitty’.

Try to explain to someone that doesn’t understand that breaking a mirror is more than just a glass hazard. No it’s not a mystical mirror or a religious thing. It’s just a mirror, you broke it, now you get 7 earth years of bad luck. Is to the day? Who knows. But 7 years dude.

Or like that one person who always has stuff break around them. ‘Why are they banned from the engine room?’ 'Just trust us Nyrak.’

Or what about people who things always go outrageously right for. That person where any number of the things that happen should not even be able to happen, and yet here we are.

That person that has the luck/innate skill to balance anything on their nose.

Lucky numbers. The importance of the zodiac too, while we’re at it. “The stars are not in alignment” 'have you been reading that human newspaper again Marshal?’ “No, Lydia, shut up” ,Are your species sensitive to the stars, humans?, “Nyark you know if I could explain it I would but I honestly cannot”

Good luck explaining Murphy’s Law to aliens who do not have the concept of luck or cosmic mythical interference.

  • Me: Man I'm so glad anti-shippers are gone...everything is so nice and peaceful...
  • Some asshole in the ship tag: if u ship ____ ur an abuse apologist lol
  • Me, blocking them and watching as they fucking disappear from my reality: I can't believe...antis don't exist...it's so nice...

I love boys with round tummies!!!! !

I love boys with squishy bellies!!!!!!!

I love boys with round faces!!!!!!!!!

I love boys with soft faces!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love boys with soft voices!!!!!

I love squishy huggable boys!!!!!!!

I love boys with long medium and short hair!!!!

I love you!!!!

(this especially includes trans demi and gender fluid boys (((: if you don’t agree with that you should go eat a mouldy sponge )

If you are a squishy boy…. I love you!!!! I promise!!!!!! you’re my favorite!!!!!! please reblog to make a cute boy happy!!!

I see a bunch of posts saying if your asexuality or aromanticism is caused or influenced by trauma or mental illness or neurodiversity or something, it’s still valid.

I see a lot of posts saying asexuality isn’t something that needs to be cured, that a-spec people aren’t broken and don’t need to be fixed. That people are naturally born this way.

I also see a ton of posts telling everyone it’s ok if their labels change, that sexuality is fluid and identifying as something different before or after or now doesn’t invalidate the person’s orientation at any point. That if it’s useful for the person now, they can use it.

But I don’t see a lot of posts, actually basically none, that actually address the point where those things intersect.

If your asexuality or aromanticism is caused or influenced by something, your orientation is valid, and it doesn’t mean you couldn’t have been a-spec without it. Maybe you were born this way, maybe you were made this way, but no matter how you got here, you are still a wonderful valid person.

You are not broken if you do not feel you are.

It is also completely OK for you to feel like you are.

If you feel your orientation is something that is only temporary, because of mental illness or trauma, and you had labels you identified as before and want to identify as them again, you are so valid.

It is ok for you to think something broke and for you to want to repair or mend it. If you have a bowl because the top part of a clay vase broke, it’s ok to want a vase again. Kintsukuroi creates beautiful art out of broken pottery people mended.

It is also so ok for you to feel like some part of you is broken, and to want to let it remain that way. You don’t have to fix it. People make mosaics out of broken glass, and they are far more beautiful than the beer bottles they came from.

It’s also ok to not know how you feel about it. To feel like some days there is nothing wrong with you and other days to feel that part of you is just shattered shards of something else.

No matter what, you are valid and your experiences and feelings about your orientation are valid.

When I get bummed out and convinced I’m not *actually* a writer, I think about Rincewind.

Rincewind, in case you don’t know, is a character from Terry Pratchett’s Discworld series. There’s only two things you really need to know about Rincewind:

1)He’s a wizard
2)He’s the worst fucking wizard on the face of the Disk

It’s true. It’s pointed out multiple times, by both Rincewind and others, that he is the sorriest excuse of a wizard to exist. He failed out of the Unseen University (a much more kid-friendly Hogwarts); he can’t remember any spells; he’s altogether awful at what he is.

And yet, he’s still a wizard.

Yes, he sucks at it. Yeah, literally anyone could do it better than him. Yeah, he’s been told that by all accounts, he shouldn’t be a wizard at all.

But he’s still a wizard. He gets very defensive about it, too. He will defend the fact that he is a wizard, however terrible, to the grave (and probably back, too, because Death’s daughter will scare you right back to life). And I think that is just amazing. He knows exactly what he is – he *knows* he’s a wizard.

When I look at my writing and I see an impassable tar pit of impossible mistakes, of contrived, boring plots, or I look at another’s work and see how far away I am from them and wonder if I have the resolve to try and catch up (and most likely fail), I think about Rincewind. I think about knowing what you are, and fighting tooth and nail for it, even when you suck at it.

So get on your Wizzard hat and keep doing the thing you love, because, let’s face it, you’d only put yourself through this kind of hell for something you love.