Haven't seen Cap 2 yet but am all about Sam Wilson. So there's that ( Read more... )

Mood and creativity upswing hit around the same time as spring. Seasonal Affective Disorder is starting to look very likely. I should go back through my archives to see what my mood was like the past couple winters ( Read more... )

Mood and creativity upswing hit around the same time as spring. Seasonal Affective Disorder is starting to look very likely. I should go back through my archives to see what my mood was like the past couple winters ( Read more... )

Let's talk about writer's block and my slow crawling escape from artist's block. Let's talk about my brain's inability to hold a fandomish thought for longer than five seconds. Let's talk about how relaxed and stress-free and dull my head's been since I dropped out of active fandom ( Read more... )

One.

I really need to stop mixing up Sam Flynn and Stiles Stilinski. My brain can't handle the disorienting confusion.

Two.

Took me long enough to experience the wrong side of privilege and be aware of it the entire time.

That whole chitchat with the racist fuck happened in a public space where everyone in that particular network circle could ( Read more... )

You ever end up compiling a list of songs that you feel fits your OTP/'verse and at the same time don't ( Read more... )

Quote by bell hooks, from All About Love: New Visions.In which I decide to make good on a terrible decision ( Read more... )

I suppose it's time to be frank about the part of my life that's been encroaching on all other areas of it ( Read more... )

Just had a 30-minute panic attack, all because I finally finished writing some porn this weekend. The breathing exercises help, along with switching playlists to Yiruma and some green tea, but oh god, still feeling shaky and nauseous and ready to cry.

Seriously. What the fuck.

Mr. President. President Obama. Obama 대통령.

( Fucking honorifics, how do they work? )