Its kind of pitiful. I stay up late at night and watch relaxing stuff on youtube and let my brain unplug. And I get feedback.
For the first time in my life I'm realizing just how fucked up I am. I'm terrified my friends will abandon me, because its happened before. I feel like every question I ask of anyone is burdensome.
I'm perfectly capable of making decisions, but if its not for work I need to check with someone. What food to make, when to go to sleep, whether or not I should take my meds, what I should do every day.
If left to my own devices I feel like I would sit on the couch until I rot.
I hate that this kind of stuff strikes me at 4 in the morning, because it always feels like loneliness and guilt.
I've had so many people be so kind to me, I've had Kenna tell me completely unprompted I'm a good friend. Hell, my friends have told me. And I always feel like a burden, like I'm not enough, not doing enough. Not talking enough, not checking in enough.
I want to do things for my friends, not out of guilt. I am getting better, but there's still guilt there too.
The one thing I'm genuinely happy for with this whole situation is that I do have the time to think about this, to try to process my life. For the first time ever I am unmasking. Because I used to mask for 24 hours a day and not even know. I would lay in bed and wonder why I always felt "on", even when I was relaxing at home. It was because I didnt know I was masking full time.
I hate the anxiety attacks, the discomfort and fear. But I am so thankful that I get to feel something for the first time in I dont even know how long. I'm thankful I still can feel something. I dont have to be cold and withdrawn. It's still terrifying when I have the anxiety attack, but its also exhilarating. It feels like progress.
For my friends who read this, this is why I apologize 400 times when we talk, why I always ask for even the smallest thing as if it were earth shattering, why I cannot stop thanking you when you do things for me. Because I'm so surprised that anyone would make time for me, would do things for me that dont involve money.
I need that kind of kindness and affection in my life. I'm so starved for familial love that when I do find someone I get along with, that takes time out of their day for me, I become voraciously, aggressively protective and affectionate. But that same loyalty and affection can scare people off. So I still feel like I'm hiding who I really am.
Clearly, this is a jumbled mess. But I had to just word vomit for a bit. And Twitter has a character limit.
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Andrew is the favorite uncle. Not just for Aaron and Nicky’s kids but all the foxes kids are just obsessed with uncle Andrew.
None of the foxes understand why except for Neil. But that only because Neil is there when Andrew gets up at three am to answer a phone call from their sobbing niece, who admits for the first time out loud that maybe she isn’t a boy and “is that okay uncle Andrew”. Or when Kevin’s kid shows up at there house after getting in an argument with her dad and Andrew lets her rage and rant until it doesn’t seem like the end of the world anymore, then walks her home (hc: they live pretty close for a while cause their on the same team). Or when nobody can get Aaron’s twins to stop crying but as soon as Andrew is given a turn at trying to calm the babies they stop immediately.
The kids all love Andrew he’s the first one they go to with their issues, he’s the first one they run too when all the foxes are together, he’s the first one that they come out too if they’re queer(Nicky is so mad when his kid comes out to Andrew before him)
He’s just a really good uncle.
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I keep thinking about how much of a statement they make about Mulder being a runner.
It's in the first episode. In the second. We see him jogging. He invites Scully to come with him. And then the sprints when he's chasing down a suspect. This man can outrun a horse.
This man is a runner. And he's stupidly fast.
And then there are all of those scenes where he and Scully are getting chased. and it's such an unspoken, yet deliberate, thing cinematically that he matches his stride to hers always. He never rushes her, never pushes her. He just matches her. And even with his long legs he's always a step behind, always a step in front. Wherever he needs to be to stay between Scully and danger.
Because it's so ingrained in his entire personality that Scully has to be safe.
That her life is the one thing he can't risk
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Because absolutely no one asked - some thoughts and favourite moments from The Trailer
Henry's face in the paper - looks like he's just said "oh my fucking Christ" i.e. the first time Alex hears him swear!
HENRY CALLED HIM SWEETHEART (sarcastic). LOOK HOW PROUD OF HIMSELF HE IS. meanwhile Alex is just looking at him like 'this better not awaken anything in me'
Is that Shaan in the background??
Henry's camera smile vs his genuine smile mY HEART
Is this Henry's face after seeing Alex kiss Nora at midnight? My poor baby he looks so sad
'it was at this moment he realised he fucked up'
And finally more happy!Henry because my anxious neurotic sweetheart deserves only soft kind things
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Inspired by recent asks:
Smith!Feemor who's nominally attached to the Temple Guard. He's the one who makes their armor/uniform decorations, and he starts a bit of an underground business with the clones of the Corrie Guard, augmenting their plastoid armor with bits of metal leftover from other projects.
Fox, of course, decides he's going to get as much beskar and cortosis grafted to his armor as is physically possible. No, the fact that Feemor looks great stripped-down and sweaty has absolutely nothing to do with the number of trips he takes to the Temple.
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adopted baby Guard Din idea that I am never going to write
because it would involve logistics and quiet moments and idle life which I am very down for reading but cannot for the LIFE of me actually sit down and write
So the war ends, Palps is outed as a Sith and an asshole and dies somehow, and the Senate eventually decides that the clones do count as people and thus are allowed to leave the GAR if they want. Give the bureaucrats another few years and they might even give out backpay and citizenship, so long as you stay in the service--wait what do you mean the entire Guard is resigning. What do you mean they've already left orbit?? WHAT DO YOU MEAN THERE ARE NOW MILLIONS OF FILES ON THE HOLONET ABOUT THE SENATE'S SHADY DEALINGS???
Guard, collectively: lol cya suckers
Fox is of course one of the last ones out, and since this was all planned on the down low, everyone's been split into groups so they can take commercial flights, since they're not about to be accused of stealing ships. (They also leave their weapons and their armor behind, in a giant macabre pile in the middle of Corrie HQ. Even their helmets, their faces, they discard: it's time for a rebirth.)
He and Thorn and a few other Corries have a stopover on some tiny station, waiting a week for a delayed transport to arrive, and in the meantime they're approached by some locals who just fled the planet below. Separatist remnants attacked their homes, forcing them to leave everything and everyone behind; can the big strong clones do anything about it?
The Big Strong Clones: Oh shit we finally get to kick some Seppie ass? Sign us the FUCK up.
The eager group does not include Fox, who could not care less about the Separatists and would very much like to finally catch up on his sleep. Unfortunately that means that the group that goes down to the planet is Unsupervised.
(Thorn does not count as supervision. Thorn, bereft of Senate oversight, has finally allowed his Inner Chaos Gremlin to fully emerge. Thorn needs more supervision than the shinies.)
Thorn, three days later, waking Fox from half-hearted sleep by dropping an entire natborn child on him: Hey boss, look what we found! None of the refugees claimed him, so we called dibs. Can we keep him?
Fox, staring at the child: ...
Din, staring back: ...
Fox: ...no..?
Din: *sad but understanding big brown eyes*
Fox: Nevermind this is my child now.
Din has gone from two parents to one parent and hundreds of overprotective brothers.
Eventually his group makes it to their destination, Din in tow. I am uncertain of what the destination is but it is a planet that is as far away from Coruscant that the Corries could find. I am tempted for Tatooine not because I like Tatooine (I share Anakin's loathing of sand and deserts) but because Luke's description of Tatooine in ANH was 'if there's a bright center to the universe, this is the planet the furthest from'.
Corries, hearing that: Fuck it sounds perfect.
Anyway they make it to Tatooine, there is probably purchasing of some shitty land/buildings that nobody wants out in the wastes bc crime, scum, villainy, etc, but it's not like they have problems taking care of anything that tries to mess with them.
Where did they get the funds?
Shh don't ask about it.
Stone takes up moisture farming. Thire takes up farming-farming. Thorn shoots gleefully at anything that shows up unannounced within a ten-mile radius. Literally everybody dotes on Din. There are a surprising amount of peaceful days.
Eventually some dumb shiny goes: Hey don't kids need friends? Shouldn't we set up some playdates for him or something?
The shiny is not called dumb for asking the question, but they are called dumb for thinking that the question would only ever be taken rhetorically. Fox disappears for two weeks and then comes back with a black eye and a yowling hissing Boba tucked under one arm, looking stupidly pleased with himself.
(Boba is also pleased to be back with people he knows will keep him safe. Boba will not admit to this under threat of death or dismemberment. Boba is a SERIOUS SCARY ADULT BOUNTY HUNTER.)
Boba also decides he will be Mortal Enemies with Din, which after about ten minutes of meeting him morphs into If Anyone Hurts Din I Will Kill Everyone In This Room And Then Myself because all clones be the same, really.
Din has gained another brother/bestie. (Or potential future boyfriend, whichever floats your boat.)
Somehow they still end up overthrowing the Hutts.
Officially the GAR knew and knows nothing about the Guard leaving Coruscant as soon as the metaphorical paint was dry on their sentient status.
Unofficially Fox's batch harangues him every single day for photos of his new kid(s). They eventually show up unannounced, demanding time with their nephew. (They are shot at by Thorn.)
Din gains five new uncles.
The batch proudly show pics and holos to their battalions.
Din gains millions of new uncles.
Fox finally gets a full night's sleep.
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