Brock is one of the few and perfect examples of an actual gentlemen like yeah he’d hit on literally every girl he’d meet but would also only shower them with affection and compliments. He never falls into the tired “token pervert/borderline sexual assaulter” anime trope and despite being hella flirty, treats the women he’s interested with nothing but respect and compassion.
Truly the only straight anime boy ill ever stan
Also when in Sinnoh, there was a young maid who was interested in Brock and did a lot of things to get his attention but since she wasn’t old enough he didn’t even consider trying to flirt with her!!!
Remember that one movie where Brock busted out the most genuinely wholesome one-liner of all time?
Yes, it’s still possible to get posts to show up, but in the case of the search function, it’s only if they have no links - not even links to other Tumblr posts. For people like me who include links to other chapters in my fic so readers can get caught up on chapters they might miss, this is a huge problem. I basically have no choice but to include those links, or else I would make things massively inconvenient for my readers.
So why am I telling everyone this? Because this means reblogs are becoming more and more important to creators. With posts so difficult to find in searches and tags, reblogs are one of the few other ways for people to find new artists or writers.
You’re under no obligation to reblog my stuff, of course, but I want to put it out there why reblogs are so important to those of us who write/draw/create content.
(Also: While I’ve personally verified the stuff that’s going on with searches, I have no clue what’s going on with tags. Some of my stuff is showing up there, some isn’t, seemingly with little correlation to the links included. So tags might not be quite as strict, but they do seem to be less consistent.)
I’m genuinely not trying to guilt anyone into reblogging my shit with this, but it’s still bizarre and awful.
Intimacy is beyond kisses and cuddles and sex. Intimacy is getting a headache and taking a nap, and waking up to your laundry folded and your partner rubbing your back. Intimacy is crying and yelling at night about your past to someone who listens and comforts you. Intimacy is watching shows in your pjs for hours and eating pizza together and being able to communicate love through holding hands. It’s never running out of conversation but doing it anyways to enjoy silence.
