Something I Made For My Sibling After A Shit Year We Had And Now I’m Deciding To Post It Here

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Just heartfelt yapping

Forgive me I'm gonna get kinda emotional in this one, I'm even putting it on the main blog to make this a human moment you get what I'm saying

To start this off as a cliche, ever since I was a kid I wanted to be a writer.

Like that was my dream job because I loved reading so much and it was such a helpful escape from my p shit home life and I wanted to write my own story to escape into. I wrote in notebooks, I wrote on sticky notes, like anything and everything I was writing on.

I was pretty ruthlessly bullied all of my time in school and one of the major targets was my writing. I was the cliche teachers pet who liked to write and read so I was a easy target. It discouraged me a lot and eventually, I just stopped.

When I got to high school I started to write fanfiction because I loved reading it so much, it gave me that same feeling I used to have as a kid reading all the books I loved. I didn't post much, my magnum opus in numbers is actually a Fallout 3 fanfiction I wrote my senior year into my first year of college lol but I was writing and I was happy.

Then I got to college and I struggled a lot. I was the most depressed I had ever been in my entire life up to that point, I was in a place that was not accepting of me being transgender, I had a terrible "boyfriend" who crossed so many boundaries, I didn't have good friends, i was in a career path I didn't want to do and I had had my top surgery basically taken away from me because I got pneumonia, which I was hospitalized for and had to take the time I was supposed to have off recovering from surgery to recover from that and just so much shit.

I tried to write again but I couldn't and then some "friends" of mine how find my writing and bullied me for it so bad I had deleted so much stuff I wish I still had out of embarrassment. I mean at least over 100 works, gone. I hate that I did that so much.

Then years went by and beyond docs with not even a 100 words on it, I didn't write extensively.

Then BG3 came out and I was so full of lore for my character I just had to write it. I was going through what would be the worst phase of my life and mental health ever and I could find no outlet beyond BG3 and it was starting to drive me a little crazy so I tried my hand at writing again. I made my older sibling cry with what I had written, I had people messaging me telling me how they were crying over my character I had written and I thought, maybe I can do this.

Than life got shit again and I didn't write lol.

Till god damn Veilguard and bioware once again caught me in their clutches and I started to write again.

I dusted off the old tumblr I had made in highschool, revamped it and posted and my god the response was so incredibly sweet.

Ever since then, I have received nothing but love and just the most incredible kind things said to me about my writing and my characters. How people love them, how people want more of them and how they like the way I write.

I always wanted to be a writer and I am one now, and I just want to thank you all for that <3

Sorry for the ramble and for a bit of the dump!

TLDR? I love you and appreciate yall being here <3

women who perform sexual acts on underage boys deserve to be thrown under the prison never to see the light of day again right next to the men who perform sexual acts on underage girls

evidence that I actually live in a video game

I always wear the same clothing

idle animation

awkward dialog

sometimes I get stuck on doors and have to back up and try again

yesterday I tried to stand up and my entire body stopped working and I ended up in a T-pose on the floor

fanfiction truly being the savior for everyones sanity

This guy just had an amazingly heartwarming Q&A with his grandmother about what it was like for her when he came out as trans

Coming out is never easy — and when you’re coming out to someone who’s more than 60 years your senior, there’s more to overcome than in the usual “here, Grandma, let me explain the internet” conversation. But when 11-year-old Gavin Cueto told his grandma that he’s transgender, it was surprisingly smooth sailing. In fact, Nana Elaine puts any tired stereotype about close-minded older folks to shame.

Gifs: Gavin Cueto

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Bookstore AU

So I’m pretty sure that most chain bookstores don’t just sell books anymore

Like it’s books, CDs, DVDs, records, nerdy accessories, toys, and coffee at the coffee shop that all bookstores have now

Tracer, McCree, Ana and Reinhardt work in the kids section 

(They read to the kids on the weekends. Tracer loves it because the kids are adorable, McCree loves it because he gets to wear his cowboy getup and the kids love it, and Ana and Reinhardt just love to be around little ones) 

Winston is the manager

Mercy and D.Va are baristas 

Reaper and Widow work in the CD/DVD/vinyl section 

Pharah and Lúcio work as cashiers 

Hanzo is always dragging Genji with him whenever he goes to see his boyfriend read to the kids 

Genji gets bored fast 

So he walks around the store 

He finds the religion section and wonders if anything here will help him find his purpose in life 

(No such luck) 

But he does find a man looking like a monk, sitting on the floor in between the aisles, reading. 

Genji is automatically interested because this guy knows what he’s doing 

So he talks to him 

The monk introduces himself as Zenyatta 

Zenyatta has the smoothest voice ever 

Genji’s knees feel weak 

They end up talking for hours 

Zenyatta invites him to join the meditation classes that he is teaching 

Genji accepts gladly because he would love to spend more time with him 

Hanzo leaves him there 

One day Tracer was leaving her shift and she spots Widow working 

Hello, there 

She tries to strike up conversation with Widow but Widow isn’t too chatty 

Eventually Widow tells her to either buy something or get out 

Tracer is hurt but leaves 

Reaper watches her go before talking to Widow 

“Wtf man. She was into you.” 

Widow snorts. “I don’t have time to flirt with pretty girls at work.” 

“She gave you her number. You should call her tonight and apologize.” 

Widow looks affronted but does that anyway 

Tracer gladly accepts her apology and they decide to go eat ice cream together 

Mercy and Pharah are already dating 

They visit each other during shifts or during off periods 

Lúcio and Hana manage to hang out too 

One day Zarya walks in 

Looking for a book about healthy eating and exercise

And the nature section is right next to the health section 

So Zarya walks right into Mei 

Zarya automatically thinks that Mei is adorable 

Mei thinks that Zarya looks a little intimidating with her pink hair, tattoos, scar and huge muscles, but she’s really into it 

They start talking 

They both apologize to each other, saying that they can’t speak English too well, and then bond over how English isn’t their first language 

It’s adorable 

They exchange numbers 

Zarya starts attending Mei’s health classes 

Mei starts going to Zarya’s weightlifting shows 

They start dating 

Winston is incredulous because everyone is falling in love in his bookstore how did that happen

Edit: Some people wanted to know about Bastion and Soldier 76. Bastion is that one kid who works there and he’s really young and trying so hard but he doesn’t know what he’s doing so Lúcio and Pharah help him. He also loves to talk to Mei about nature. 

Soldier 76 is an unmarried man who comes in every once and a while to see Hana and McCree and to check up on them (They view him as a father figure. Mercy was a bit concerned at first, but she quickly realized that their relationship was platonic and 76 wasn’t creepy.). He also comes in to flirt with Reaper, who refuses to go out with him, although won’t say why. 76 keeps trying though. 

(Eventually Reaper does say yes, and the night of their date, everyone else attends a wild party to celebrate.) 

when i have a crush i dont kick my feet or twirl my hair instead i am in my kitchen at 3am pacing in circles with my hands clasped behind my back like a middle-aged divorced detective haunted by a cold case he just cant crack

For all of my LGBTQIAP+ siblings out there, right now.. Please don’t give up. We will be heard. I love you all, please stay safe. Please.

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