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it’s not necessarily that I hate the themes most prevalent in fiction set in the real world and it’s not necessarily that I don’t like stories revolving around real people or relationship drama or interpersonal issues it’s more like im a dog who doesn’t recognize that a pill is still a pill if it has peanut butter on it. I need like the little peanut butter spoonful that is aliens or robots or monsters or time travel or something fantastical and not at all down to earth real life so that you can approach me and be like “this story is about how friendships can deteriorate over time and also how this guy feels bad for being a bad friend and causing his buddy problems with their girlfriend” and then look at me making a face at you and be like “AND! they’re all aliens who are doing all that across spacetime” and I’ll be like OHHHHHH OKAY YAY (shlop shlap shlup the sound of a dog horking down peanut butter pills) wow what a poignant story

⭐tuck ins🌙

hey there little one! getting pretty late again, i think its time for bed, don't you?

when the blankets fall over you, slip over the sleepy eyes just begging to fall closed, you'll feel the world shift, spin and swirl; sheets rising to a castle of your own rule stitched together with spinning, shining strands of memory and laughter passed with the days sun now tucking away, tucking away as you too should be doing now. let the walls and spires tower and pillar above you as you give not a single stir in night passing time.

what is this? this place you now find yourself in?

this is the castle of dream's, little one, and this castle you rule in the fortress of sleep. this is the castle where anything can be.

so shut your eyes and milky moons light holds you in her arms, let the breese beyond shut curtains hum you the lullaby of natures tender touch, let it lull you sleep as spiraling stairs and towers rise and fold to knit together over your sleepy little head, let the sheets pull you under and pillows soften your fall as you slip away to this, yes, castle of dreams.

goodnight little one, sleep well in your castle, your castle of dreams.🌙

when you think about it, the people of roshar are really lucky that their various cultures produce so many thoroughly damaged people

I’m so excited for the double jump :)

IMPORTANT ADVICE FOR NEWLY OUT TRANS GIRLS

If anybody tries to isolate you, cut you off from other friends, or convince you that they are the only person you can trust or who can be capable of loving you, run extremely far away in the other direction

While transition is a process that takes place over time, it is so important that you love yourself for who you are in the present. You are lovable now; there's only harm in believing otherwise or deferring your happiness until you feel like you've "earned" it

You can perform a double jump to reach high places by pressing the jump button while in the air

y’all ever feel like you were the most mature and grownup kid ever when you were younger (somehow i was proud of it cuz i felt like i was unique) but then as you become an actual adult you feel like a toddler in a grownup body who’s just trying to catch up to everybody else in life on your lil stubby legs and end up having a tantrum and wanting mac n cheese and a sippy filled with juice? thats me all the time

Went on a hike today, it was pretty nifty

I mean it truly puts shit into perspective, peanut butter is greatest tool

incredible stuff.

Oh, sweetheart, come here. Let me hold you for a moment.

I can see that something’s weighing on your little heart, and that’s okay. You don’t have to be happy all the time. You don’t have to push your feelings away or pretend they’re not there. It’s okay to feel sad, or angry, or scared. Feelings can be big and heavy sometimes, but you don’t have to carry them all on your own.

I’m right here, love bug. No matter what you’re feeling, I will always be here. You don’t have to explain, you don’t have to fix anything—you can just be, exactly as you are. If you need to cry, I will hold you close. If you need to stomp your little feet, I will be right here to keep you safe. If you need quiet, I will sit beside you and hold your hand so you know you’re not alone.

You are so precious, just as you are, in every feeling, in every moment. Your emotions don’t make you too much, and they don’t make you bad. They just mean you are you, and that is the most wonderful thing in the whole world.

So take all the time you need, my angel. I will love you through every feeling, every storm, and every quiet moment in between. I will be here, always, with open arms and an open heart, ready to give you whatever you need.

You are never alone, little one. You are safe. You are cherished. And you are oh-so deeply loved.

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