you need to be earnest. you need to tell people that you love them. you need to speak on how you’re feeling honestly. you need to be sentimental. you need to stop letting the fear of other people laughing at you have so much control over how you express yourself. you need to get over yourself. you need to be embarrassing but true.

The softest and sweetiest man in the world !!!

me remembering i have a name and body and people know me:

listen: a fanfic where javier peña has to follow fox mulder around a small town while mulder tries to convince everyone why the string of local murders might actually be related to aliens due to a crop circle that was found there in the summer of 1940, and not any reasonable, earth-bound explanation like i don’t know, the town has a heavy crime rate as of late due to the recent drug peddling. javi is not happy; he is pouty lipped and brooding behind his unrevealing dark sunglasses every time he has to hear that man go on about grey men and why it makes sense because time stops and people don’t remember and there are marks on bodies. javier is disgruntled because he has the statistics and an insider named lola, who served him warm coffee with a few grinds when he first rolled into town (and fucked him on a creaky motel mattress once or twice, maybe even three times). lola tells javier about the men evil enough to do this, the ones that take the promising futures of young men in this war on drugs, and javier believes her. she is earnest and openly aching with furrowed eyebrows and sorrow-filled eyes, having lost someone to this. fox looks up to the stars for answers, and doesn’t talk of dead sisters or the way javier reminds him a little of his partner back at home, who doesn’t ever believe him either and who would no doubt take to lola too. they stand solemnly over victims and feel too much during this, because it is personal for them both, but in slightly different shades. 

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Honestly be pretentious as fuck about the stuff you create. Do a press release for your fanfic updates. Do a Q&A about your webcomic. Make fake merch designs for your OCs. Commission "official" book covers. Very few of us will ever get to a stage where something we've created Makes It Big but even if you have an audience of 5 people plus a shoelace fucking indulge yourself and pretend!! It's the only way to live!!