#ares posts

migraines fucking suck so now I have a draft about hollanov in the works bc my Shane gets horrible migraines bc he’s got too many things going for him

Because it’s pride month I’ve been getting a little emo about the fact that I am not able to be openly queer in most spaces but I was just reminded that I went to a louis Tomlinson concert on my birthday a few years ago and got to dance with my friends and girlfriend in my city without fear for one night. Singing that love was only for the brave as the guy next to me handed me a pride flag was the first time I’ve ever felt seen in this godforsaken town so when people dog on big artists like the one direction guys it makes me sad because like this was my childhood safe space that is now a place where I can truly be me in adulthood

I just went comic book shopping today bc retail therapy is one of the few vices I have left and honestly it was so fun and it was good to talk comics with people who are nice and are able to engage without immediately being rude (cough anons in my inbox) like I’m sorry I don’t need to care about every character or every run ever made. Anyways found a new shop to go to so day was a success!!

okay it’s the end of pride month- everyone stop perceiving me now

I don’t think I’m built to be loved like a normal person, I think I’m like woody from Toy Story: I know that people have fun with me, they get to use me and I have purpose when they do but eventually everyone gets tired of playing with me and they leave me in a dusty old box somewhere to be donated when they remember and I just get to grin and bare it.

I’m a little drunk and feeling complex feelings about some traumatic shit so excuse the influx of music inspired character headcanons bc I am #projecting