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:Updated December 29th, 2021
Hi, my name is Heidi. I write for the following fandoms:
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So someone pointed out to me recently that in a few years, maybe a few decades, the history of the us during covid is probably going to get twisted. The fact that we all had to make and wear cloth masks is going to be hailed as a symbol of how we “"came together as a nation”“” or whatever the fuck propaganda spin they try to put on it.
So I just want to say, for the record, the time of the corona virus pandemic was not a time when america came together.
This was a time when people hoarded toilet paper and sanitizing supplies either for themselves or to sell at absurd prices to the desperate people who didn’t get to the store soon enough during the shortages
This was a time when scared parents were sending their kids to finish school in the spring in plastic trash bags because they couldn’t think of any other way to possibly keep their families safe
This was a time when grocery store and retail and service workers were forced to keep working whether they wanted to risk their health or not because they couldn’t make rent otherwise and the people with enough privilege to have remote jobs tried to repay them with applause instead of fair wages
This was a time when nurses had the hold the hands of multiple dying people every day as their families watched their loved ones die over a video call because the hospital couldn’t risk having visitors
This was a time when city governments had to handle so many eviction hearings that they rented out convention centers and called in the national guard instead of doing a rent freeze to stop predatory landlords
This was a time when racism and police brutality were so unbearably horrible that people protested in the streets for months even though there was a god damn pandemic that our federal government wasn’t doing shit to stop and the cops were so mad that they were being asked to stop beating up black people that they were beating up everyone
This was a time when schools being forced to reopen in the fall or lose their federal funding had to draft templates for letters if a teacher or a staff person or a fucking child died from exposure to corona at school
This was a time when the president of the United states demanded that the cdc stop releasing data about all the people who were dying because of the warnings he ignored for months were making him look bad
This was a time when some state governments didn’t mandate masks and forced businesses to reopen because they didn’t want to pay unemployment to people trying to stay safe at home anymore
This was a time when Jeff Bezos was on track to be a fucking trillionare because everyone was ordering things on amazon instead of going to the store and the people he worked to death to get it didn’t see a single cent of it
This was a time when instead of providing homeless people with housing, we painted boxes on the ground to show homeless people how far away the had to be on the street to maintain social distancing
We did not come together to make cloth masks. Cloth masks represent nothing less than the absolute and utter failure of a nation’s government to inform and protect its citizens
This was not a time when we came together. This was a time when we survived, and not all of us made it.
This was a time when people casually talked about how many human lives the economy was worth without considering the evil that had just come out of their mouths.
This was a time when thousands of us died for profit and the ego of a cheating narcissists con man who scammed his way into the white house
This was a time that we survived. Most of us tried to do the right thing, stay home, limit trips to the store and socializing, wear a mask. And still, so many of us were lost. Thousands every day.
But that wasn’t a good enough reason for some people, for those among us who were too selfish to recognize the responsibilities we have toward one another as human beings.
This was not a time that we came together
This was a time that we survived
Not all of us made it
And those of us who did survive will never forget the evil we saw daily in our politicians and those around us
PLEASE READ/SIGNAL BOOST*
Hey guys, I am asking for help getting through this month and I desperately need your help to get groceries and keep my water and electricity on. My son and I haven’t been able to get enough formula we were declined WIC and I’ve been rationing milk and rice so I really could use help getting food for kahlil.
I’ve been struggling a lot these past few months and I have regularly skipped on eating (often for several days in a row) to try and make ends meet due to losing my job at the salon, I have struggled with bill payments and getting groceries/household supplies with absolutely no income, I could use anyone and everyone’s help in boosting/donating to my post so that I won’t lose him to social services. I have to have food in the house and utilities turned on by the end of this week or my parental status will be revoked.
If anyone could spare any amount to help me, even if it’s just $1, it would literally save my life and sharing definitely helps just as much a donations and nobody has to donate if they can’t or don’t want to, thank you.💖
the universe will listen
Do you think MysMe fandom resurrected from its grave, due to the announcement of Ray's AE and such?
Buddy, I don't think we've been dead in the first place. I've been here consistently writing and like interacting with a lot of people for nearly my entire time in this fandom and on my blog here! If you mean like, a wider pool of new people joining in or coming back, well, it's possible. I would love to see old and new fans alike joining in on the fun here with us!
However, a lot of the people who "left" in the first place were lovely content creators who were disrespected by tons of reposters. That's how you kill a good chunk of your fandom, reposting and "Credit To Whoever Did This!!!" Instead of, I don't know, reverse searching for the image and saving the links to whatever you've saved in the past so you can send people to the artist. So, if you wonder why sometimes there's people no longer here in the fandom 9/10 times it's because people disrespected the one simple rule of fanart. Credit your artists. Support your artists.
Also, if you want to read more written content from people, and you want to see more writers in fandom, even like myself, reblog more content instead of liking it. I'm not saying you have to reblog all the written content you see. If you like something, reblog it. I consistently get 20-40 likes on something for example, and do you know how many reblogs and shares that I get in that count? 2-5, if I'm lucky.
I know there's a lot of ghost followers and people who are really shy, don't talk to me or reblog my content for their own reasons. But, you always see me reaching out and reblogging people who are just starting out as writers or artists to give them a boost from my slightly larger platform because if we want to see our little fandom thrive, we have to support each other when we can do it.
So, if you want to see things more active, start supporting the people you follow by doing a small and very simple reblog, go into their inboxes and cheer them on, chat to each other, interact, be kind, and see everyone make a great and healthy circle where we all scream together about whatever is going on at the time. You want to see everyone come together? Well, everyone has to work together to support one another. It doesn't mean rapid reblogs, or anything, just change how you approach your content creators and each other!
You have no idea how much I love seeing people support each other, or how much I cry when I've seen that I got a reblog or a comment from any one person. I check the tags. I read all the keysmashes and compliments. You guys fuel people by being supportive and kind.
So I just got this message literally few minutes ago
And if YOU get this message in the future DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE CLINK ON THE LINK I FUCKING SWEAR TO GOD I WILL CUT YOUR HANDS OFF
A warning to all of my followers there no such a thing as @exposingthoselosers I just thought any form of information is good and can protect my followers from getting their phone or any other devices hacked if you’re connect to the wifi they might hack all of the devices connected.
DO NOT FUCKING CLICK ON ANU LINK YOU GET NOT EVEN FROM UR FRIENDS ON TUMBLR BECAUSE THEY COULD GET HACKED 👀
Pls share this awareness ⚠
Also blogs get hacked or something and send these without the blog owner’s consent. I got this message and then afterwards the person who sent it to me said they didn’t send that.
got a message from a mutual today similar to this and they later messaged me to say it wasn’t them so yeah be careful
Basically if you get this message, don’t click on it, instead tell the person that you received that message. That way they know that they were hacked.
If I ever send you any message, especially if it has a link, message me back about the message before you click on the link. I will understand because things like this^^ can happen.
Guuuuys. I’ve received this
I’ve checked with the person running the account and it was a virus. Sooo… Be careful
I just got a message like this and thought it sounded familiar. Be careful everyone!
Yeah hey followers I do NOT go around randomly sending links, so if you get something like this from me, let me know because I did NOT send it.
This sounds so similar to this other thing when people send you a link to a cursed eurovision fanfic but it turns out to be a virus.
Please stay safe darlings!
yeah i don’t send links without context.
BOOST!!!!!!!!!!!!
Summer is about to begin right? Do you have someone in mind that you’d like to spend summer with? Are you craving a summer romance? Or maybe a summer fling? Why not try us?
Now this is very simple, select a summer song and see how your summer unfolds.
Good luck!
1. Summertime in Paris [Jaden and Willow Smith] @markeu-lii
2. Summer 127 [NCT 127] @neocultvretechs
3. Summer [Calvin Harris] @legendnct
4. Summer Bummer [Lana Del Rey ft. asap rocky] @127-mile
5. Cruel Summer [Taylor Swift] @starxblossom
6. Summer Love [1D] @juyeonzz
7. Summer [Keshi] @lovestrucked-again
8. Summer Days [Tiesto Remix] @glossyjaems
9. Summer Sun [Hooverponic] @moondustaeil
10. Summer on You [Prettymuch] @127vevo
11. I Know What You Did Last Summer [Shawn Mendes ft Camilla Cabello] @whereisten
12. Midsummer Madness [88 Rising] @aufaits
13. Summertime Magic [Childish Gambino] @neo-cult-ure
Fics coming soon!
this collab idea was an original idea by @neo-cult-ure however, the concept of doing a collab came from sky and @lady-bakuhoe (who I’m tagging cuz the former deleted her tumblr :( - i got permission from them to do the concept as a collab.
Reblog and the universe will grant you the spoons you need to do that thing you’ve been meaning to do
this post is constantly being updated - please send an ask if you find more!
NOTE: There are many more Carrds under the cut. This post would become too long if I added more and for the sake of easier access, I put the rest under cut!!
please reblog this post, especially if you live outside of the philippines. please help us.
i didn't make the carrd, but it's one of the most useful links right now. #JunkTerrorBillNow needs the most urgency, but there are other issues present too.
i'm begging you all to reblog.
any mention of black lives matter has disappeared off my dashboard so i thought y'all might want to know that police stormed a peaceful vigil in memory of elijah mcclain, attacking mourners with pepper spray. families were there. children were affected. this movement isnt over just because it's no longer trendy.
To all my black followers and friends, stay safe.
A young black protester was shot dead outside a bar in Omaha as unrest across the nation engulfed the Nebraska city, by white supremacist Jake Gardner.
The victim was identified as 22-year-old James Scurlock, whose father called for justice as the city braced for another night of chaos.
“Last night I lost a son, my wife lost a son, my kids lost a brother,” the grieving dad, who has the same name, told reporters at the Malcolm X Memorial Foundation Visitors Center, “His daughter lost a father. All because he decided to protest against racism.“
Unfortunetly, Prosecutors in Omaha, Nebraska, said Monday that the white bar owner will not face charges because in their minds “video evidence shows he acted in self defense” even though he had aimed the gun to a crowd of unarmed protesters and James only got involved to protect anyone form getting shot, resulting in losing his life, as both videos here show: video1/video2
The murderer, Jake Gardner, also owns 2 bars one of which was closed down because of an outpour of reviews stating they woulf often refuse service to black people and were known as violent racists. His other bar seems to be having the same issues.
May 2020 Illustrations ヽ(• ‿ •)ノ
WayV_official: 2020 06 01 0AM (CST) <Awaken The World> Promotion START PLAY IT ON MOBILE ➡️ http://turnbacktime-wayv.com - Find clues from WayV and Rescue them. If you are correct, there will be Bonus images. 2020.06.01~2020.06.07 0AM (CST)
Request: NCT 127 Reaction- their s/o sending them an emotional/tearful video of something they were too afraid to tell them in person
Taeil: ‘Twas the day of your one year anniversary with Taeil. Dating for a whole year, and despite the occasional fight or disagreement, things were going smoothly. Sadly, Taeil was on tour the day of your anniversary and he would be on tour for another few weeks. Still, you wanted to celebrate with him.
He received the video via email and when he saw the email and the date he realized he should do something for you. He opened the email and saw the video. His heart warmed and he felt a swell of joy at the sight of your smiling face. You told him stories of the dates you had been on together and included a few pictures.
Due to the copious amounts of gratitude he felt for the effort, he wrote a short, sweet song and sang for you. He recorded it and sent it and then later that night he called you and you both talked for a long while. He missed you a bunch but now he had a token of your love and he always had the memories of you. He also knew you’d be there when he came back and for that, he knew he could always count on you.
Johnny: Johnny’s phone vibrated inside his pocket. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the phone, the lock screen a picture of you cuddling him in your sleep. He smiled at the picture and then opened his text messages.
“Johnny! I love you!” Was the first thing he saw when he clicked on the video you sent him. You began to rant and confess all the things you loved, most of which being about him. When your words began to get deeper, dripping with sincerity, he saw your eyes start to water. You talked about how much you loved the support he gave you. How he was always there when you needed him. How he always made time for you. How he made you feel so loved. Once or twice Johnny had to wipe away his own tears.
You video message was comepletely spontaneous. It made his day. It made his week. When he got home that night he took you out on a date and spoiled you completely. When you asked about his sudden show of affection. He only chuckled and hugged you.
“I love it when you do the most random yet lovely things for me. I want to do them for you. Now, how do you feel about dessert.”
Taeyong: “Taeyong, I’m not even sure you’re going to watch this, but if you do, I want to ask if we can try this relationship again when you get back? I know it’s a lot to ask and I’m sorry. I want you to give me another chance.” Two weeks ago an ugly argument went down between you two. It had ended with the both of you breaking up.
Breaking up was something Taeyong had never seen in your future together. It had escaped his grand scheme of things and once it happened it totally cut off any of the wonderful things Taeyong had planned. He felt like he had been cheated. Like he was so unfortunate. You both loved each other but the destruction that happened in the argument had left a pile of rubble in your hearts.
Taeyong continued to watch the video, hearing your side of the story. He tried to see things how you saw them. Tried to feel things similarly to how you would have felt them.
Your words stuck with him for a while. He was constantly in his head with your voice calling to him. He was digging through the wreckage trying to find scraps of the relationship. It wasn’t hard. You had so many good memories together and they were waiting to be remembered.
Eventually, you did get back together. You talked it out late one night when Taeyong showed up at your apartment. Tears were shed and hearts were healed. While you slept in his arms, Taeyong felt the delayed feelings of longing, of loss. He’d missed you so much but had ignored his own pain. Now that he was here with you, he’d never let go again.
Yuta: Yuta was a bit clueless when the members herded him into a nearly empty room, forcing him to sit on the stiff couch. Yuta loooed down at the couch cushions, the wild patterns ridiculously unpleasant to behold. The hotel was nice but Yuta didn’t quite like the furniture style. He sighed and traced the little loops of thread that embellished the vivid cushion from one side to the other. The tour, though very thrilling and enjoyable, had been draining. They always were. He loved performing and seeing the screaming fans but every other moment he was tired and in need of a little affection. None of the other members willingly accepted his hugs or kisses. There was only one person who he could count on to both accept and return such gestures of love, you. He missed you terribly and it didn’t help that you were so far away and he was incredibly busy. Johnny came into the room with a laptop. Johnny placed the laptop on the coffee table before Yuta. Johnny opened the laptop and pulled up a video folder. Johnny pressed play and darted out of the room.
“Hey, Yuta. I hope you’re doing okay.” Yuta brightened up as he saw you in the screen. “I went for a walk yesterday evening. I was walking by the river and when I looked over I saw the street lights flickering over the water. It reminded me of the first time you kissed me on our third date. Remembering this I wanted to tell you how much I love you and how sorry I am.”
Yuta has to fight a frown. This was his biggest problem. Though you were still together, things weren’t the best between you two when he left for tour. Because he was so busy he hadn’t gotten a chance to properly talk things out with you. It was killing him, slowly eating him alive from inside.
“Yuta... I thought about that last arguement we had before you left, I realized that I was wrong. I’m sorry. I was pushing you too far. I was only adding extra stress to your life. I was trying to put my wants before your needs and that was wrong of me. Please forgive me, Yuta.”
Yuta had to look away for a moment when he saw a single tear fall from your eye. He was struggling to fight back tears and the fact that he couldn’t simply cuddle it away made it worse.
“Yuta, I love you so much.” As you continued to confess,overcoming your own stubbornness and pride just to help him feel better. He knew it would be okay and things would work out between you two. Yuta was able to smile again.
Doyoung: “Hey, Doyoung. It’s been awhile since we’ve been able to talk. I know you’re busy. I wanted to apologize for the fight we had a few weeks ago. When you left for tour I thought I could handle the guilt until you got back but I guess I was wrong... again. I’m sorry I was such a pest while you were working really hard. I promise that it’s not going to happen again. I hope you perform well and stay safe. Umm... Doyoung, I-I... I love you a lot. I hope you know that. It’s nice being able to wake up in the morning and see you. It’s nice to be able to have someone I can count on. I hope I can be that person for you. Love you.”
Normally, Doyoung would have been a little smug and ‘that’s what I thought’ when you apologized for something. He had a big ego that he didn’t like getting bruised. But something about the way you spoke with such emotion and sincerity really got to him. He felt his face get hot and his eyes become wet. He was able to fight back his tears. He placed his hand over his heart and looked down. He licked his lips and settled himself. He had to admit that the way he’d gone about telling you that you were bothering him was a bit harsh but in the moment he’d been stressed and unforgiving. One of the things he admired most about you was how you always took the time to look at things from a different perspective and be able to apologize meaningfully. It was something he hadn’t ever been able to do well himself and the fact that you made it look so easy and sincere amazed him.
“I love you too, (y/n).” Though you two had your moments, you sometimes fought and pushed each others buttons, the fact that he loved you was something that he’d never let you forget.
Jaehyun: “Jaebaby!” You smiled and waved as your friends giggled from behind the camera. “Jaehyun, I noticed how stressed you are with your next comeback. You’ve been coming home late and leaving early and we don’t talk that much anymore but I just want to tell you how much I love you.” You started to rant about how much you loved. You were smiling and blushing the whole way through until you began to get down to the bottom of your heart. You stuttered a little as tears began to pool in your eyes but you kept smiling. Jaehyun felt his eyes get a little wet as he watched you speak words that he hadn’t heard in so long.
Words that had only been spoken in the dark of the night, cuddled up together in bed, tangled sweater paws and chaste kisses. The other members stirred occasionally in their beds. Muffled footsteps carried themselves from the bathroom to the kitchen back to a dorm room. Jaehyun held you closer, his fingers stroking your knuckles. He remembered listening to your soft breathing and your hushed whispers. Sweet words like incense that served a heartfelt goodbye. He’d been on tour before, but he’d never had a partner at the time, then you came into the picture.
The video you sent to him reminded him of that night, only a few months ago but what felt like years. He returned home and you showered him with just as much love, but until now, he hadn’t realized how much he needed to hear it. To give back Jaehyun would have another member help him film something for you. As he sat down in front of said member, he’ll think back to that night many months ago. He’ll think back to the teary eyes confessions you uttered.
“Hey, (y/n).”
Winwin: The first thing WinWin noticed about the message was the redness of your eyes, the tear stains in your cheeks, and the empty tone in your voice. You’d been really stressed out lately and the reason for your message was to apologize for some of the harmful things you’d said to him while under that stress.
Sicheng knew you didn’t mean it. He knew you were so tired and stressed but what he didn’t know was how to help you. You never meant to hurt him and despite his knowledge of your current situation he was still hurt.
Sicheng decided to give you some space to sort yourself out and told you to get back to him when you felt better. Now that you had calmed yourself enough to rethink your words, you were ready to apologize.
The more you thought about what you said to him, the way you hurt him, the more you dug yourself into a pit of despair. You beat yourself for it, the words of anger, you turned them on yourself and hurt yourself too. This had resulted in a deep self hatred which you would not let Sicheng discover.
He figured it out anyways. You couldn’t hide the self-disgust for long. Sicheng knew you better than you thought he did. He had accepted your apology and you were now together happily, that was until he noticed how odd your behavior was. You spoiled him with hugs, kisses, and all the love you could give him. But never, not even in the slightest bit, loved any part of yourself.
“(Y/n). (Y/n), wake up, darling.” Sicheng flicked on the lamp and shook your shoulder. When you rolled over and opened your eyes he smiled and then began to lean down. He kissed your forehead and held up a stuffed bear.
“What’s this for, Sicheng?” You looked at the bear, cute in all aspects, and then up at Sicheng.
“You haven’t been yourself lately. I’m worried about you. I want you to know that I love you and that I’m here for you. In your video you said you’d always be there for me. Now I have to be there for you.”
Jungwoo: Jungwoo received the recorded message and saved it in a special folder on his phone. He listened to it all the time. Each time it never failed to make his heart race, bring a tear or two to his eye, and make him fall in love with you even more. The first time he heard the message, basically a rant about him and all the things you loved about him, he had to pause several times and take a moment to calm his heart and fanboy a little bit.
A few hours after the message was sent, you heard a knock on your door. You flew off of the sofa and flung the door open. The first thing you saw was Jungwoo’s shy eyes peeking out from behind a bouquet of roses. You could see flashes of white teeth as he smiled, his eyes lighting up. He opened his arms and squeezed you tightly. On his way over he’d prepared a little message for you. He not only told you how much he loved you, but he began to state, in a very detailed manner, all the little things he loved about you.
Overall, you really touched his heart. He already adored you but now... he couldn’t even explain it to himself. He was just so completely in love with you already that every time he thinks about you or that message now he nearly bursts.
Mark: “Hi, baby....” Your face stilled, eyes cast downwards but a sad smile still stuck on your face. “I’ve noticed that lately you’ve been struggling big time trying to balance your job and this relationship. I don’t think it’s on you though. I’m at fault here.” Your lips turned into a quivering frown. “I haven’t been giving you the support that you need and deserve. I really hate myself... a lot. I’m so angry and confused and scared all the time. I think that those feeling are manifesting themselves in a way that is damaging to you. I never intended to hurt you but I didn’t know how to stop. I think I do now.”
Mark’s heart thudded in his chest as he watched a few tears start to stream down your cheek. “I hope you know that I love you... but I don’t want to hurt you anymore so I have to say goodbye. I’m sorry, Mark... goodbye.”
He’d never felt pain like this in his life. You were crying and so was he. He couldn’t stop crying. His heart hurt so much. He cried for the rest of the day. He cried himself to sleep. By morning the buckets of tears had dried up. He had to take work off for several days. He was so angry, hurt, and sad. He was stuck inside his head, thinking about you and the relationship. He shed one last tear as he let his mind convince his heart... that this was the right thing to do. He had to let go too.
As much as he loved you, he had to admit this relationship was harmful for both of you. He knew about your insecurities. He knew how much you hated yourself. He thought he could fix you and he loved you with all that he had. He gave you the spare moments he could. He dumped mountains of affection on you. Yet his fast paced life and packed schedule and demanding job created a blockage in the route of his companionship. He couldn’t give you all the time and attention you needed to feel better. On top of that, your inner hate for yourself sometimes appeared in the most cruel words you possessed. He knew you loved him so much and that your words weren’t true. Neither of you could handle it. Still, he did everything that was within his power, but he just wasn’t the right one for you.
Haechan: Haechan had seen the video message just before going on stage. The other members had noticed how down he was that you couldn’t attend the award show. It had been affecting him for days and he just seemed really out of it. He was buttoning up his costume when one of the members grabbed his elbow and dragged him to a secluded corner of the dressing room. They handed him a tablet and headphones and told him to sit and watch.
“Hi, Haechan! I can’t see you but I’m sure you look fabulous as always. I’m sorry I can’t be there tonight. I hope you perform well... Haechan, listen I-” Your next words were something he never wanted to hear. “I think you should know why I’ve been so distant lately. It’s not you it’s me. I’ve been really insecure for a long time now, I didn’t want you to know because I thought you already had enough on your plate. I really hate myself right now and I don’t think you deserve to be with someone so unhappy all the time. I guess my feelings just boiled over and I couldn’t hide them very well anymore which resulted in me avoiding you and canceling dates. I really did want to come tonight. I want you to know that I’m so proud of you. You’re doing great sweetie, I’ll see you soon. Love you.”
Haechan nearly burst into tears. He felt a lump in his throat rise as he watched your calm expression. It was no wonder he had never noticed. At the same time, he felt overjoyed to know that your were so proud of him. Your praise was something he always desired and to know he had it boosted his confidence.
He performed well as everyone knew he would. His real nervousness sprouted when it was time for him to confront you. He sauntered over to your apartment, nearly sweating from his nerves. He knocked. He heard footsteps approaching the door. It swung open and there you were, tired eyes and weak smile.
“Hey, (y/n).” He swallowed hard and smiled. You could see a form of hurt in his eyes and opened you arms. He fell into you and began to cry. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry I never noticed how you were feeling.”
“I’m sorry I hid it from you.” You rubbed up and down the expanse of his back. He shuddered and breathed in and out. He nuzzled into your neck. “Oh and by the way,” he gasped. “I love you too.”
Dear Reader,
Hi, it’s been a while hasn’t it. Thank you so, so much for reading this. I’m sorry I stopped posting there for a little bit. I was suffering from a bad case of writer’s block. If you want to request here are my rules. If you have already requested and are waiting for that request to be filled, don’t worry it’s coming very soon. Once again, sorry for not posting. Thank you for requesting, love you.
-the author
