#fictional dysfunction

[the-most-humble-blog]

Dad told Ahsoka I used to sniff her panties after training. Not in a gotcha way. Not even as a joke. He said it like he was reading off a maintenance report:

“Yeah, he used to shove his face in ‘em like a stormtrooper checking for carbon scoring.”

Then sipped his coffee. Like nothing was said. Like he didn’t just out me as the galaxy’s most emotionally constipated pervert in front of my crush, my mentor, and the woman I’ve been mentally undressing since I was 15 and stupid with Force hormones.

And she just sat there. Didn’t even raise a lekku. Didn’t flinch. Didn’t laugh. Just looked me dead in the soul with judgment and said:

“Was that before or after you started jizzing into my socks?”

I choked on my caf. Spit on my muffin. Dad said nothing. Just nodded.

But I could tell he had his usual shit-eating grin.

Like a man who knows what betrayal tastes like. Like this was his revenge for the Death Star.

And yeah— fuck that guy. Not just for saying it. But for being right.

Because I did. I still do. And she knew. Because Jedi laundry doesn’t just vanish. She left them folded. Pressed. Still warm. Still moist.

Like a dare. Like bait. Like... revenge.

And now I gotta sit here in this goddamn brunch booth, my dick basically performing Order 69 in my pants, while Vader sips from a travel thermos like he didn’t just narrate my origin story as the galaxy’s most pathetic panty-sniffing Force user to the woman I still literally dream about pinning me to a training mat and saying:

“Call me Master while you beg.”

This is for those who've ever had a crush that could murder you with a single thought…

Yeah.

Reblog if you’ve ever folded your dignity into a sock drawer and liked it.

[harmonysanreads]

Oops

[the-storyteller78]

Only one of you can ascend to the throne. But both of you were born to be kings.

[skyblueartt]

‘Tis the seasonnnn, and I thought I’d try to get myself in the holiday spirit by drawing the ppl from my current fixation (the good ol Afton family lmao) <3 geeee I sure hope these kiddos go on to lead great lives and that their dad isn’t a FREAK!!

[heavensickness]

We Wretched Creatures by @darkfictionjude // Sophie Pearson // Sarah Kane

[hazeglu]

Eat your veggies, kids

More doodles I did of We Wretched Creatures by @darkfictionjude.

Here is my version of the Crown siblings.

In my headcanon, they all have black hair but Percy and Orla have pretty eyes with a lot of eyelashes game while Sally and MC have similar I’m-so-tired gray eyes.

I love all the small side quests they’re all so fun 10/10 would Michelangelo again.

I don’t really have a route in mind for Eden yet, she’s currently enjoying running around being a brat. Might try Imre or Nia because Lorcan has another file save just for him.

Been playing as Aiden and the spitting fight with Lorcan was something 10/10 would roll in the mud again. Thank you for letting me be a brat 🙏

[grammarpedant]

if telepathic aliens existed in a Star Trek ass ship with me aboard id be constantly harrassing them to help me with my executive function problems. Hey Z'lorp what do I want to eat today. Hey Tifanie what music do I want to listen to. Seventeen can you help me figure out why I feel icky right now. What am I feeling. What do I want. What do you mean you don't know if I don't know, help me out here, give me a clue-

[nondelphic]

my characters: getting a full arc

me: can’t even get out of bed

[sunb0ts]

something that always gets me about klavier is that he is so clearly just like. friendly. he cares so much and he cares too much. he's one to tease simultaneously but he so clearly just like. loves and loves and loves, even when it puts him in harm's way, he likes people and he likes being around people enough to be desperate for it and for friendship like. ough

[the-most-humble-blog]

Had breakfast with Dad, again. He told the waitress my pancakes looked like “emotionally unstable nipples.” Then asked if my hair was a “Wookiee pube tribute or just a cry for help.”

I wasn’t hungry after that. Just... pissed.

Thanks, dad.

📦 Reblog before the algorithm buries this under 9000 soft-filtered fan edits and Bo-Katan moodboards.

[jellyribbons]

Todofam is killing me

[minimallycreative]

does anyone know how words work. cause i think i forgor.

[grunge-samurai]

*watching Dune for the first time, when this scene comes up*

Me, having a strained relationship with my psychologically abusive, narcissistic father, who has never spent time bonding with me, nor has he emotionally supported me once throughout my lifetime:

[skyblueartt]

Bringing back this joke doodle I did back in February 😭😭 this is just a silly joke post fjjffj I don’t really keep up with new Fnaf stuff !

[bluedrawsanddreams]

saw some distressing Reddit stories about people trapped in dysfunctional family problems and had to get it out

Imagine being trapped in a situation involving a shitty family (can be anything you could think of) and, having no one else left to turn to (parents and/or relatives turning friends against you, other adults failing you when you needed them, etc.), ending with you confiding in the only person left you could trust...Parental F/O. They held onto your every word as you vented to them about your predicament and how you felt like you couldn't stay there another minute but had no way out.

"(Y/N), I'm so sorry you got trapped in this," they said once you finished. "But I swear to God I'm going to get you out of there, one way or another. Call me if anything else ever happens there, and I'll come by and get you, no questions asked."

One night, when your own 'family' (parents, relatives, etc.) ended up taking things too far, when things got too much for you to handle, you did as (Parental F/O) told you...and they got here, just like they had promised, no questions asked. They ignored your 'family' who are demanding to know who they are and tore them a new one for how they had been treating you as you packed your belongings, documents, and anything else you could take with you.

"One day, you'll end up alone, and you'll wonder why the child you had failed won't want anything to do with you anymore!" Those words were the last things (Parental F/O) yelled to your 'family' before they left with you.

In one moment, when all felt lost, (Parental F/O) brought you back from the darkness.

No questions asked.

[gomzdrawfr]

22. Can we have a headcanon for Konig?

[ask game]

(thank you for pasting the question)

oh boi

My guy 2.0 has OCPD (Obsessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder) overlapped with a bit of Schizotypal Personality Disorder (these are different to Obsessive Compulsive Disorder - OCD and Schizoid Personality Disorder - SPD!)

ramble in detail below (aka me nerding the fuck out), cw: mental health disorders, canon-typical violence

STPD -> extreme social anxiety, unusual behaviour and odd beliefs (the simplest way to differentiate this to SPD is SPD is more like a detached and indifferent behaviour while STPD is more manic, like rambling in a weird way or have intense superstition, but they can overlap)

OCPD -> maladaptive pattern of extreme and excessive perfectionism, preoccupation with orderliness and details, it is a must to have control over their own environment (they're slightly different to OCD in terms of self-beliefs, in OCPD it's more often they think their behavior is resolute and correct, they don't think there's anything wrong with them. But in OCD it's more about knowing their compulsions are irrational and unwanted but can't stop them, leading to intense anxiety and distress)

I think König is very hypersensitive to his surroundings and is rigid with his routines and planning, one small detour and he's acting up. I feel like he's the kind that also does a weird ritual before missions or something important (like idk maybe he'll have to rub his red bead bracelet three times before a shot), and he needs these rituals to function. He also collects teeth as trophies. He's also the kind that counts his steps internally when he moves. His sniper hood is one way to hide his obsessive behaviour, I always imagined he would pick his skin or run his thumbs and fingers too harshly against his face that leaves a trail of indents and scars to cope when things doesn't get his way.