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Truth about fandoms

YOU there! Yes, you who is reading this right now while procrastinating again. I have something to tell you!

Originally posted by canonspngifs

It doesn’t matter which fandom you are a part of. 

It doesn’t matter if you are an observer like me, where you like to stalk the fandom and obsesses over any little piece of art or fiction. 

Originally posted by haidaspicciare

Or if you are a creator, who writes beautiful fiction, draws amazing images, dedicates hours to a blog about your fandom, or even if you just create those gifs that everyone uses.

Originally posted by dailyskyfox

It doesn’t matter who you are, what fandom you are a part of, who you ship or ever how much you know about your fandom. 

Originally posted by lupinthehowlingwerewolf

              The most beautiful truth about fandoms.

Is that no matter what, someone will always be there for you. All you need to do is ask. 

           Because in a fandom family, YOU are never alone. 

Originally posted by d-ari

So please, if you ever feel lonely, if you feel like you need someone to talk to because you feel like no one understands or gets you, reach out to members in your fandom. They are the sweetest, most caring individuals ever, and I promise you won’t ever have to feel like you’re alone again. 

Originally posted by lilmissginge

And if you are one of those beautiful people who happens to receive a message from someone, I plead with you to speak to them. We are a family, and family doesn't get left behind. 

Originally posted by antorashiro

It is becoming too much of a regular occurrence that I find out someone in one of my fandoms felt as if there was no one ever there for them and ended up taking their own life. I don’t think anyone ever deserves to feel like that, and I really hope that you message someone if you need them. Hell, message me if you like. 

But remember, YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL. And you deserve to smile. 

Originally posted by lumenfairytail

We’re all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weirdness—and call it love—true love.

Do you believe distance can work?“

“Absolutely, distance is a physical aspect and I believe falling in love with a soul is much more significant than a geographic location.

—  Tenari Ioapo Love > Distance
Yes it was love; young love,
and though we didn’t get
eternity, forever will
linger in our could’ve beens.
—  Mistakes young lovers make, by M.A. Tempels © 2017
I don’t think we’ll ever be anything more than strangers. The way you hurt me, I guess we were never meant to be. You don’t hurt the person you love the way you hurt me.
— 

How I wish it could all be different

// a.s

I would like to marry you one day"

“Marriage is a serious commitment”

“So is my love for you.

—  Tenari Ioapo // Excerpt from a book I may write.
It’s 1am and instead of sleeping softly my thoughts have me sitting up in bed with hot tears continuously pouring down my cheeks and burning my eyes. I feel this overwhelming pressure buried deep within my chest because i’m trying so hard to not let out any cries.
—  things hit harder at night

It’s time to stop.

Stop apologizing for being emotionally unavailable. Stop saying you’re sorry because you’re incapable of loving anyone but yourself right now. Stop making yourself feel like the bad guy for following your gut instincts. Stop allowing others to blame you for putting your own heart first. Stop letting them make you feel bad for not being interested in things that do not help you grow. Stop looking for someone else to complete you when you are already whole on your own.

And then you can start.

Start embracing it all. Start living boldly and unapologetically. Start listening to your heart and only your heart. Start saying no more often. Start pleasing yourself instead of being hung up on what others think. Start treating yourself with the same dignity and respect you give everyone else. Start loving yourself. Start refusing to settle for anything less than the best. Start thriving in your singleness. Start shaping your life into exactly what you always hoped it would be. Start creating your own happiness.

—  You don’t have to apologize for it. // excerpt from an unfinished book #148
Water. The floating body in a state of semi-levitation. Lungs expand in deep breaths of salty air. This is where I find you.
   
Water. Parched lips licked by wetted tongue. Coolness lingers in the back of throat. From esophagus to stomach, a wholesome sensation. Invigorating water. This is where I find you.
   
Floral scented shampoo; soap, essence of passion fruit, seeping down feminine pulchritude, taking with it worries of the day. Wet hair. Closed eyes and a smile; face raised up towards gushing streams of water. Rejuvenating water. This is where I find you.
   
Garden sprinkler created rainbows exist only for a moment, but the memories of jumping around them with my first dog will last a lifetime. Bare feet in the soggy grass. Muddy toes. Daddy chases me with a hose; before returning inside there is water. Rinsing water. This is where I find you.
   
Rarely in my life have I seen the whitest of beaches, even rarer have I witnessed the sight of an ocean so blue. My eyes gaze into infinity, and I ponder. Water. Infinite water. This is where I find you.
— 

Sometimes I feel like the majority of me consists of you.” 

by M.A. Tempels © 2017