Wynnona Earp Fangirl

My sirens. : Chyler Leigh  NicoleA Maines KatieMcGrath

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Hi guys!

I’m Liz from previously my-flourish-and-blotts here on tumblr (and some other sideblogs too).

My blog & my sideblogs that I loved so much have disappeared and tumblr has not answered my several requests to bring it back.

My main blog was where I posted all my work (gifsets, edits, text posts and some personal posts with pictures) that is now all gone. Weeks, maybe months of work just disappeared. Gone.

I’m incredibly saddened by the loss of my old blog, that was my safe place and my anchor, besides being my special interest (I’m autistic) and that I had ever since I was a kid, 8 years ago (I was FOURTEEN) and had almost 40.000 followers but even more about the loss of every single one of my content creations. I would like to ask you if you’ve ever reblogged one of my original posts and you are able to find it, to send it to me here so I can save my work and repost it.

Besides that, if you were following me there at @my-flourish-and-blotts and still want to follow me, this here (@myflourishandblotts) is my new home. This is where I will begin again from zero, reblog my favourite fandoms, keep posting my gifsets and edits and being myself.

I wish you all an excellent day, a wonderful week and good health. 

The cookies explained.

When I was a child, from the time I was about four and could understand things, my mom told me and my brother that we should have a secret word. That way, if we were ever in trouble or felt unsafe and we didn’t want the people around us to know we needed her to come get us, we could let her know. So she let us pick the word and my brother and I chose the phrase “peanut butter cups.” (I’m happy to share the phrase now since both my brother and I are adults now). 

I used the phrase twice in my life. Once, I was at a friends house when I eight years old. Her dad got really drunk and was throwing things against the wall. I was really scared and I didn’t want to draw attention to myself on the phone when I called my mom to come get me because I didn’t know if he would get more violent if I asked her to come get me. So I called her and was calm and after a couple minutes I asked “Hey mommy, did you get me those peanut butter cups from the store?” And she said “I’ll be right there.” And she came and got me within minutes. 

Second, I was a teenager spending the night at a friends house. Her brother and dad were drinking and they started talking about things that made me uncomfortable - ie: what they liked to do to women. My friend didn’t seem perturbed and said that was normal for them and that I shouldn’t worry. But I was worried because they were really drunk and I was 15 and the only ‘woman’ around that wasn’t related to them. I went in my friends room, told her I needed to call my mom and say goodnight. Before I hung up with her I asked “Next time we go to the store, can we get some peanut butters cups? I’ve been craving them.” And she came and got me, just like that.