things that happened a year ago

anonymous asked:

I'm incredibly interested to know how a 30 year old working in reality television decided to ship HL? In a completely uncondescending way - I think it's way rad that people outside their *demographic* have also picked up on this etc. Are you comfortable sharing your story?

Believe me, I didn’t willingly decide to end up obsessed with closeted boybanders, their story just kind of caught and then trapped me here and now I couldn’t leave if I tried! 

I actually used to be a Shameless blog; I got addicted to the show (the US version) and ended up joining tumblr because it was the only place where any conversations seemed to be happening about the show.

About two years ago there was a single person on my dash who used to reblog gifs of One Direction and talk about how two of the band were definitely dating. I didn’t pay it much attention; I was completely clueless about the band (boybands hadn’t been my thing since the 90′s); I didn’t know how many members there were, for some reason I thought they were American and I don’t think I’d even heard all of What Makes You Beautiful. From the very first time I saw him I thought that Louis was “the gay one”, but assumed, like so many bands, that any flirting between him and his bandmates was fanservice, I mean, bromances were in, so it made sense that they were playing it up for the attention and surely all of those gifs and quotes and heart eyes were just taken out of context, right? Then one day I had a little bit of time to kill and after seeing yet another flirty gifset, decided to just watch the clips from X Factor to see what all the fuss was about. 

Well, that was the beginning of the end. I ended up in an hours-long youtube spiral watching all of the video diaries, concert clips, interviews, everything I could find and I realised, okay, those heart eyes and flirting and quotes really weren’t taken out of context for the gifs.

I could tell right away that Harry and Louis had outrageous chemistry and right away I thought they were definitely smitten with each other, but it still took me quite a while and a hell of a lot of reading and investigation until I was completely, 100% sold on them definitely being in a relationship; I’m fairly cautious when it comes to things like PR and the difference between a person’s public and private life and this was all happening in early to mid 2013, when they were being ferociously separated and aggressively closeted.

Honestly, my background in reality tv just made it easier to see what was going on, because I’ve seen firsthand the way that narratives are built and maintained by the controlling parties and rarely have anything to do with what’s actually going on. Paparazzi called in to ‘catch someone unawares’ in a public place, publicists quietly making real stories go away, while simultaneously encouraging certain agendas to the forefront.  

I see and hear stuff that goes on in the entertainment industry that never makes it to the greater public. Celebrities hooking up, drug problems, falling outs, cheating on partners, bad behaviour etc and it never makes it to the greater public. A the idea of a closeted relationship isn’t far-fetched at all and anyone who thinks that they’re getting all of their celebrity gossip and new at face value, isn’t paying attention to who is providing them with this information and what they have to gain by controlling your points of view. 

What’s really strange for me is that I tend not to get overly-focused on or interested in celebrities, because for the most part, they’re so accessible. Even 1D -  I have quite a few friends who’ve worked with the band in some capacity or another, and I mean, they were reality television contestants, for god’s sake, I shouldn’t be remotely intrigued by them! But for some reason, I just can’t help it with Harry and Louis. There’s something very special about those two boys and I cannot wait until it’s all out in the open and people are dealt a very direct lesson about the influence the media has over public perception and how easy it is to hide in plain sight. 

In short, Harry and Louis’ love story is an incredible case study for fandom psychology and analysis of the way that information, opinions and people can be controlled through social media, closeting, guilt tactics and online bullying, as well as some of the most remarkable sexual and romantic chemistry I’ve ever seen. I’m 100% caught up in their story and I’m in it for the long-haul. 

Well today’s the day. One year ago today I started Lunadoodle with this drawing:

So now I have some news that a lot of people probably aren’t going to like. I’ve been planning this for over 150 days now, and I’m sure of it at this point. I’ll cut to the chase.

From now on, Lunadoodle will no longer be a Daily blog.

Yep, that’s right. 

I’ve been doing this for a year now, I’ve only missed a couple days when some pretty serious things happened in my RL that prevented me. But after a year of drawing the same character every day, no matter how much I love Luna, I need to move on to other things. 

What other things, you might be wondering? Well I have a lot of projects and I’m going through a part of my life where a lot of things are about to change in very big ways. In two months I’m going to move to a new city and start a new life. I need to focus my energy on things that will help me move forward in that life and my career, and unfortunately Lunadoodle has become more of a burden than anything. 

However, I will not end Lunadoodle. I’ll still make posts every now and then, but it won’t be daily. The obligation has caused me to burn out. But rest assured, I’m still a big Luna fan and I don’t plan on stopping drawing her any time soon.

So where else can you find me? Well here’s a list of all my blogs and other things:



tumblr askblog (Check it out! Luna is one of the two main characters!):

I even have a Patreon, though I haven’t added the rewards yet:

And more:

So I want to thank everyone who’s followed Lunadoodle in this year. We’ve almost reached 6,000 followers! Wow! I also want to thank everyone who’s made a Lunadoodle post. Especially some of the bigger contributors: silfoearts, jankrys00blr, midnight6-6-6, and even radraws. Plus all the other contributors who’ve submitted guest submissions! There have been so many of you!

So again,

Thank you all for following and contributing to Lunadoodle in this last year! It’s been a wonderful experience and I’ve loved it all along, but I need to move to other projects in my life. Don’t unfollow though, as I’ll still post here sometimes!

my nineteen year old ass feels the need to regularly say things like “the sins of my past… finally coming back to haunt me.. as i rightfully deserved all along…” in the most genuinely sorrowful voice possible as if i’m some immortal being that’s looking back with regret on all of the major mistakes i’ve made in the centuries of living i’ve done rather than talking about something minor that happened not ten minutes ago


i just want to make it clear that I don’t have anything against Alex. But you need someone the caliber of Yuki to get you on the national morning shows to promote your dance show. A couple years experience isn’t going to make that happen no matter how good you are.

Now for a marketing story gone horribly wrong

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Shattered Confidence-- Closed Rp

Her eye was throbbing. Throbbing and she knew that nothing she did could help the pain. Mokoro was away, Tridekas was busy, and spirits know what Rakhsham was up to.

…She had lost her last arena fight. She was bruised and battered, had been beat down mercilessly all because of one person: Heylios Rikuyo. Her ‘cousin’, but her tormentor. The person who had torn her eye out all those years ago, had set her ablaze while sleeping and smiled all throughout.

Mikiri sat in a far corner of her room, wrapped in a few dozen blankets. She had just crashed there after the fight, bleeding on the ground because she just couldn’t. Heylios’s fake wind had blasted the soot out of her hair, torn up some of the skin on her face, and revealed the scarring near her eye in all it’s bright, almost glowing reminder that he had damaged her with a grin. 

She needed someone. But, she was too scared to move or find anyone. Or patch herself up. So the terrified mage sits there, wrapped in sheets and her torn clothes that had blood on them, tears falling and mingling with the blood on the right side of her face.
…And her left eye kept on throbbing.

A year ago I found out Tyler was coming to Perth and I cried to my mum as I always thought the only chance I’d get to meet Tyler is if I travelled to Vidcon. 

A year ago I complained just about every day that I hadn’t met Troye yet

A year later I’ve met Tyler once and Troye 5 times - don’t give up hope if you haven’t met them yet as you never know what could happen.

It’s funny how much things chance in a year :)

So I guess I feel okay about saying something to the internet now. 

So, the person whose couch I would sleep on a lot? I avoid talking about him to much to the internet, because that seems like a breach of privacy, but that guy. Great guy.

We are something like an item now. Well, I guess you could also just say we are dating without all the qualifiers. I like qualifiers though.

So far every person we have told in meat space has had a reaction of either “Finally” or “I figured.” Every person. Even some pretty unexpected ones. 

For that reason I feel fine telling the internet that, despite writing myself off as a Forever Alone spinster years ago, I was somehow able to find someone dumb enough to think a relationship with me is a non horrible idea. Not sure how that happened. But it did and (despite my emotional maturity being that of someone who is like twelve) things are going pretty fantastic.  

Approximately 1.5 years ago I embraced a new persona. It was the beginning of a new stage in my life. This ink solidifies who I am and who I will be from now on. Thank you @javieracero for making such an important thing for me happen. Come visit us at @tattooandcomiami #wynwood (at Tattoo & CO Wynwood)

fruitso asked:

Seems like everyone's saying how long they've been readers, guess I'll chip in! I started reading when you were releasing your remake of the Confrontation chapter, five years ago now! Hard to believe it's been that long. I wasn't even in high school then, now I'm in college!

Veronica: Oh my goodness has it really been that long????? Also that’s so cool to know regarding your SCHOOLING. Aaaaaa time flies so much! It has felt like quite a long time ago that I did that, but knowing where a fan was when it was happening really puts things into perspective for me. I’m so happy you’re still around!!!! <3

anonymous asked:

We all assumed Red went on drug fest bc Liz got married, but I always thought it was a bit wallowing for him. But his desire to protect Liz put her in biggest danger yet and suddenly that makes much more sense. Things really weren't going his way...

Okay, my brain is a bit sluggish today, so I’ll need some pointers here, anon. Who is this mysterious “we”? :) And are you referring to the mescaline steam bath incident when Red ended up naked in the desert?

If so and if it was true, then sure, it’s possible it was a “reaction” to the marriage news. I am no timeline expert but Red told that story last year and said it had happened about 2 years ago. That is around the time Liz and Tom got married, if memory serves. Red seems prone to reaching for things that numb & provide a temporary escape (drugs, alcohol, sex), so it wouldn’t have been out of character for him to act out that way.

I agree that his plan to protect Liz was flawed and problematic from the start, and they are at a point where those questionable & pro tem safeguards he put in place are failing/breaking down completely. Unfortunately, they are also at a point of a communication breakdown, imo (see that last scene w/ Liz not picking up the phone & Red not leaving a message). It’s not just Red’s (understandable) struggle to share but also Liz’s (understandable) reluctance to accept, and this fragmentation puts both of them in even more danger.

edited to add:

Liz’s marriage: November, 2011
The “naked in the desert”-thing: He said it was about 2 years ago in S01xE13 (which aired at the of January, 2014)

Thank you, theblacklistmysteries for the help. So it seems Red was indeed naked & in Southern Arizona around the time Liz got married.

I feel so good I want to dance and cry and aaaah!

Honestly, I had no idea just how much I needed this? Something to work towards, socializing daily, meeting new people, helping people, it’s just so wonderful and I keep thinking about how awful I felt a few months ago and how this has become an anchor for me. I want to do my best and brighten people’s days, make the workplace an enjoyable one for everyone. This is the best thing to happen to me in years and years and years and I have never felt this good about myself.

On the Triumphant Return

I have returned.  No, no, sit down.  Sit down!  I insist.  Really, you’re too kind.

No, after more time without regular access to the Internet than I’ve had since… I believe my first trip to Australia to meet my wife’s family thirteen or fourteen years ago (my period of continuous access to the Internet is now old enough to be in high school.  That’s a little unsettling!) I have all the issues sorted out  and can use my desktop to do things online, like use Tumblr or play Dragon Age.  This pleases me.

What pleases me a little less is all the horrifying (and also mildly unsettling) things that have happened while I was “away.”  The Hugo Awards are experiencing yet another scandal du jour (Larry Correia and Brad Torgersen proving yet again to be both incredibly talented writers and incredibly huge assholes to people they’ve decided they don’t like, goodness me, who could’ve foreseen it?), the world is falling apart in the usual ways large and small, domestic politics in both of my “home countries” appear to be their usual mix of infuriating and depressing (as far as I can tell, Prime Minister Tony Abbott consults a “How can I best piss off Onion today” list every morning when he gets out of bed) and one of my favorite American cities appears to have once again given its citizenry reason to lose their collective shit, and rightly so.

Oh, well,  Point is, I’m back now.  Yay!  Let the reblogging commence.  In the forthcoming days, I’ll start drafting my original-content text posts, and see how many of them make the cut.

anonymous asked:

I just wanted to say I'm sending you all the luck and love in the world for your recovery. Sometimes the most inexplicable tragedies happen to people who most definitely don't deserve them. When bad things happen to me, I like to think of something I heard years ago- the universe has sent you this challenge because it knows you are strong enough to deal with it. I really hope you feel better soon and I'm sure you will spring back to life with a new found appreciation for how precious life is ❤️

Yeaah my life will def change after this and I will enjoy it even more.
I’m just glad to be alive.

What did people expect a knockout really?? Floyd doesn't go around Knocking the hell outta people plus the fight shoulda happened 5 years ago hello! but everyone suddenly has amnesia jeez stop complaining! Pacquiao is an aggressive offensive fighter and Floyd doesn’t get touched up much Pacquiao wasn’t gonna screw up Mayweather for 11 rounds you have to understand boxing. And I hate people making this some Filipino vs Black man thing like mess its freaking 2015 ain’t even that deep regardless of who you like you shoulda been watching it based of the skills of the fighters but i’m ghost people complain too much when you shoulda spent $100 filling up that gas tank paying some bills or something if you gonna complain jeez.

when i was 17 a men put his hand high up on my thigh and said some thing i wish i could forget, and to this date i’m still traumatized and if this happened to me being a BOY i’ll forever be scared for all the girls in the world

I regret telling you I was in love
with you. Not because I wasn’t, but
because you never acknowledged
it, like an obvious birthmark you
tried not to stare at. I once wrote a
poem thanking you for your silence
but I was only trying to make myself
feel better. What I wanted was an
apology. I’m still waiting for it.
—  Rebeka Anne, things we’ve moved on from or haven’t quite yet
Some of my favourite things
  • put karkats face on karkats face!!! 

that happened 80 years ago welcome to the realm of old jokes

  • can you put karkat’s face on the entire cast of _____? 

hecking nope

  • for some reason i can’t find the ask page!!!! sorry for submitting in [submit/fanmail]

you know exactly why you can’t find the ask you fricker

  • can you do katkats face on [misspelled character name here]

who the butts is garry porrer

  • sorry i didnt see dont ask in fanmail until after i sent it!!!!!


  • hi i love your blog!!! can you put karkats fa-

don’t do that??? we’re not gonna go ‘aww they like our blog!!! we must do this one…’

  • [user] submitted to karkats-face-on-things:

lol i did karkats face on catiel!!!!!

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