#Me overthinking every situation

[justablah56]

hmm I think instead of feeling bad I will simply project this bad onto The Character . for funsies .

[youremyonlyhope]

why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up why won't my brain shut up

[canisonicscrewyou]

it is absolutely the self isolation I’ve been working away from and the mental illness and The Busy all getting to me, and I know it’s a period that won’t last, and it’s irrational, blown out of proportion in my head, but I’m so ready to not feel invisible anymore. I’m so ready to stop allowing myself to almost feel like a ghost, sort of there but not really present enough to properly acknowledge, can see but can’t interact with, etc. it’ll pass, but it’s kind of exhausting in the meantime.

[railroad-migraine]

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[blujayonthewing]

me: [has a hundred other drawings I want to do or sketches I want to finish]

me: hmm time to draw my bard being aggressively flirty with an npc who's never shown any particular interest in her or in anything at all other than being a big nerd

[kraviolis]

i hate knowing that i would be so fucking good at and have so much fun with GTA RP while also being physically incapable of even trying it out.

[squuote]

the bad habit of accidental anxiety or as I like to call it, spiraling from intrusive scenarios that get me worked up and anxious to the point where I have to calm myself down

[phoutube]

hey guys! how do i repay the debt that must be paid

[sunshinereddie]

rr

[worriesndoodles]

the only thing ive been thinking lately about is that i hate my brain but on a very specific basis of me not being able to socialise despite being probably an ambivert...

i want to make friends, i want to date people, i want to talk to my existing friends but one wrong move? and im overwhelmed and will not say a word to a human being outside of work (if that) for weeks on end. no one is at fault, i still love people around me, i still wanna make fandom and non fandom friends, i still wanna yap but my brain just shuts down and wont let me outside

[belle--ofthebrawl]

I could write about ghouls at the Renaissance faire but then I run into the age old question of "is it technically RPF if I mention specific acts? Could I get in trouble if they discover it? And do I really want to write about people that are technically my co-workers, even if we've never interacted due to umbrella employment at the same faire? Could I handle the emotional ramifications of that."

[slytherinslut0]

jealousy. | slytherin boy headcanons

author’s note: im completely unhinged, as always. no surprise there. love me some angry snake men🥵 please enjoy.

-your boyfriend sees another guy flirting with you in the hall.

Draco Malfoy.

Sees you from down the hall as he’s walking with his friends.

“You know what, guys, I’ll catch up with you after.”

Would literally ditch his friends to make his way over, collecting himself as saunters up to you and mystery man.

Would instantly grab your ass, no hesitation, grip firm enough to bruise. When you gasp, caught off guard, he’d shift his arm up and around your shoulder, pulling you against him.

“What’re we talking about?” He’d sneer.

His voice would be laced with feign interest, smirking down at you with blaring eyes before shooting daggers at the boy.

He’d simply chuckle at you when you tell him nothing, just school stuff, leaning down to place a possessive kiss on your cheek as he grabbed your hand.

“Wonderful. let’s head to class, yeah?”

He’d pull you away from that dude, shooting him another look meant to kill, a silent warning not to fuck with him.

Finally gets you alone in an empty corridor or bathroom; would waste literally no time at all before pushing you against the wall and grabbing your neck/jaw.

“Who the fuck was that, hm?”, “he was practically eye-fucking you…give me five good reasons why i shouldn’t have him expelled or hexed into bloody Azkaban.”

He’d be furious, but he’d also know that you’d never choose some other guy over him, so he’d soften once he hears the innocence in your tone.

“You’re mine, princess,” he’d loosen his grip, kissing you softly. “Say it.”

Blaise Zabini.

Was listening to music while walking down the hall, instantly rips out his headphones the second he sees you laughing a little too hard with some dude he doesn’t know.

He doesn’t necessarily stop walking, but he’d definitely slow his pace, kind of just watching, not wanting to interfere but also not wanting to look creepy stalking you from a distance.

When the guy doesn’t leave, he’d tired of waiting, saying “fuck it”, before marching over naturally.

This man is so fucking cool calm and collected he’d just saunter right up and join in, making himself at home.

He’d practically take over the conversation because he’s literally just that chill in every situation, seamlessly fitting right in, so fucking charming and loved by everyone.

You’d kind of just end up staring at him, smiling in silent awe, knowing that this was his way of asserting his place, letting the guy know what the fuck was up.

After the dude leaves he’d just causally look at you, smirking that charming smirk, wetting his lips as he hooked an arm around your shoulder and pulled you close, leaning down for a kiss.

“Ain’t no one getting you without getting me too, babygirl.” He’d murmur against your lips. “let that be known, right now, forever, always.”

Lorenzo Berkshire.

Would literally stop everything. The second he’d see you laughing and smiling he’d be completely unable to focus on anything else and would completely zone out of any conversations with his friends.

Would get like super anxious and flustered pretty much immediately.

Wouldn’t want to intrude so he’d just kind of hang back, wait for you against the wall and try not to stare too much.

His adorable little cheeks would flush, and he’d know he seemed utterly ridiculous so he’d try to busy himself with his shoelace or something while he waits.

You’d quickly cut off the conversation and move over to him, instantly being able to tell that he’s overthinking.

He’d smile at you, though you could still see the concern on his features.

“Who was that guy, darling?”

You’d tell him he was just a friend from class, no one special at all, pulling him in for a hug and giving him a quick smoochie on the cheek.

“Don’t worry enz, no one could ever take your place.”

He’d blush, trying to play it off. “Sorry love, I know you’re my girl.”

You’d take his hand, squeezing him hard, never wanting him to doubt that for a second. “Only yours baby, forever.”

Mattheo Riddle.

“Who the fuck-“

Would literally whip his bag at Theo, hastily shoving through the crowded hallway with blazing eyes, tunnel visioned as he tried to figure out where the fuck this dude found the audacity.

You wouldn’t even have to turn around to know he’s there, you’d be able to literally feel the anger radiating off of him.

You’d already know exactly where this was heading, but you’d also know there was no attempting to stop him because it’s pointless. Everyone in the school knows that.

Matty does what Matty wants, and right now, he wants to fuck up this guys face for even thinking about flirting with you.

You’d simply look up at him, noting his tensed jaw and his dark eyes as he glances between you and the dude, before fixing back on you, wetting his lips before he says,

“Is this fucker bothering you?”

Unable to help it, you’d smirk, shaking your head as you calmly attempted to talk him down.

“No Matty, he just asked if he could borrow my study notes-“

He’d heard more than enough.

“Study notes? Yeah, I don’t fucking think so,”

Without giving the guy a chance to react, he’d reach for his collar, shoving his back against the wall, teeth barred and face contorted in a snarl as he’d hiss:

“Bother my fucking girlfriend again and the only study notes you’ll need are the ones on how to drink out of a fucking straw, understand?”

Not interested in the response, he’d shove the guy away, eyes softening instantly as he moved back over to you, thrusting a hand through your hair as he kissed you like it’d been a hundred years, right in the middle of the hall for everyone to see.

And judging by the intensity in his grip, you’d already know, later that night, he’d be extra fucking sure to ask you who the fuck you belong to while he’s fucking you.

When he finally pulled back, he’d smirk at you. “Some bloody nerve on that guy, huh?”

You’d just shake your head and laugh, taking his hand as the two of you headed for class.

Theodore Nott.

He’d spot you from down the hall, his eyes instantly narrowing, gaze darting around as though he was missing something, as though this was some sort of sick joke.

Surely, this dude is mentally unwell, right? There’s no fucking way that he’s-

Doesn’t bother to think about it for even another fucking second, instantly shoving through the crowd to make his way over.

Proceeds to wrap his arm around your waist, other hand finding your jaw and pulling your lips to his before you could even process it.

Would proceed to full-on make out with you in front of the dude, and I mean tongue and all, his grip on your jaw so tight you’d know exactly what he was trying to do.

His hand around your waist might even slip lower, grazing over your ass, and then that’s when you’d attempt to gather yourself and push him back, completely embarrassed.

He’d just shrug, smirking down at you before he’d finally acknowledge the guys’ presence with literally nothing more than a glare meant to kill.

“Move along,” he’d say to the guy while pulling you away, grip tighter than ever. “This one’s fucking taken.”

As soon as he got you alone he’d be damn sure to remind you that you’re his, and only his, making you beg and whine his name before he fucked you like you deserved the pain.

Tom Riddle.

“AVADA KEDA-“

Lowkey kidding but not really.

No one would even dare because that man would make it clear as fucking day what would happen if they tried.

[opossuwu]

The urge to self harm when something small in retrospect happens

[flovverworks]

There's a knock on Akira's door, light of the morning sun pouring in as the door opens, revealing the bundled up youth holding a plate of cookies, saran wrapped to keep them fresh and warm. She gasps, as if it's a surprise they'd be here, but then chuckles, "Um...I know this might be pretty weird, seeing as how we...Well, we know each other, I guess, but probably not enough for this." She's blushing, and trying to make eye contact as best as she can while embarrassment creeps into her expression. "But I didn't know if you were alone on Christmas, so I just thought I'd share some of the cookies I made." She talks as if she isn't alone herself, not really having too many friends still here. Though she truly did make too many cookies in her excitement to try and make stuff that would make her happy, and she couldn't think of who else to share them with. So she just hopes they don't mind the random gesture.

Ah...she's kind. Kinder than they had realized. She could've kept them for herself, or given them to friends and family—people who were closer to her. Instead, she was standing on their doorstep (or maybe, she simply already had prepared theirs already). It wasn't weird, if anything they're touched to be thought of, to be considered, with something as precious as homemade food. It's nerve-wracking to give people something you made yourself, a different kind of emotional investment compared to something store-bought (valentine's witnessed as much...!). It's admirable, sweet, and they vow to pay her back in full.

It's just that, right now, Akira can't help but worry they're about to make it awkward.

"These look amazing...are you sure it's fine?" the gratitude starts. "Thank you so much, that's very kind of you", and while the comforting smile stays, there's a moment's hesitation and an uncertain look in their eyes. She did this under the impression they might be alone today, if they were to thwart those expectations...would she feel embarrassed? Ah, but maybe she was just using that as an excuse to give them something. Or, possibly, it was her way of showing concern for whether they were alone or not, like something of a worried friend hoping you've settled in...even though, as the older one, they should be the one doing that...!

"Um... I'm meeting up with some friends later, would it be alright if I share these with them?" they end up saying, all while carefully considering her reaction. And... "Actually, we're a few people short, so if you and any of your friends doesn't have any specific plans, you'd be more than welcome", …was that too much? Did that make it awkward? Hopefully they had managed to put their own concern and care forward. "Um, some of them are teens so there won't be any drinking—if that's a factor" …t-that should be alright...?

[raging-fan-human]

Skip this post if you don't want to read my rambling in regards to this relationship I'm in. I'm feeling horrible and jealous, and horrible that I feel jealous and I think this may constitute labeling me as a bad person, so more on that below the cut

I'm crazy, right? I'm in this relationship thing right now. We haven't put a label on it, but we have confirmed that we are exclusive. (Thanks to a minor freak out that I had) we both made it clear that neither of us are seeing other people. The thing is: he used to date someone who I'm not very close friends with, but we know enough about each other and we take a lot of the same classes and are in the same clubs, so we talk a bit. We were closer friends at the beginning of last fall before I found my main group. Anyways. This guy I'm with (let's call him E) used to date this person I know (let's call them J). E told me they broke up and it was messy. I don't know how long ago, but it was recent enough that J still had a few things left at E's apartment. I don't know the specifics, but there was an assault committed at some point by J. I don't feel it's my place to ask, so I'm not getting into it. I am pretty good friends with J's roommate who recognized E when I showed her a picture of him and said she thought J was friends with him. Anyways, I'm not sure if they're friends still. All common sense tells me they wouldn't be just based on what little info I do have about the breakup. And all of this just boils down to me feeling horrible about feeling a little jealous. Like, I would prefer not to use the word jealous, but it's really the only word I can think of to describe this. E just sent me a selfie with J and told me that he took them to the hospital because J didn't have a ride and was having one of their lung episodes. And I feel horrible. Absolutely horrible that I feel even just a little upset and suspicious about this. For further context, E lives and goes to school an hour away from us. I don't know why he would've been near enough to give J a ride to the hospital in such a timely manner at 10 o'clock at night. God, I wish I didn't feel this way. Like, I know I would've done the same thing for someone, even if we didn't end things on great terms. But my brain just keeps over analyzing the fact that he was close enough to pick them up before things could get worse and still make it to the hospital in such a short amount of time. Like, I know J knows people here with cars. And I understand the whole comfort aspect of things, but people at our school have given J rides to the hospital when this has happened before. Fuck, I feel horrible for feeling upset about this. I'm not even sure I'm upset. But I know that I keep overanalyzing everything and it's making this uncomfortable and hot weight settle in my chest. I shouldn't feel this way about E helping someone out. Like, it's a serious fucking situation. And I feel so bad for feeling this way.

[3hks]

Flaws to Give to Characters II

When I first posted "Flaws to Add to Characters," it gained a lot more popularity than I thought it would! And since you all loved it so much, here's another one!

>>> Selfishness - When one becomes too focused on themselves, they start to ignore those around them who've helped along the way.

>>> Indecisiveness - When one can't make a decision, ultimately, they are stuck and unable to progress.

>>> Self-Centered - Self-centered people are often too consumed with themselves to worry about anything else. Sometimes it's similar to selfishness, and other times it's not. They may be too vain or too busy victimizing themselves to care about others.

>>> Gullibility - A seriously gullible person is easy to trick, manipulate, and hurt.

>>> Skepticality - People that are just too skeptical can be difficult to deal with because they seemingly have to question every action. There's always a motive behind kindness, right..?

>>> Bluntness - Though honesty is the best policy, bluntness is something else. Being too honest can be quite hurtful depending on the situation.

>>> Pushover - Not being able to say "no" when one wants to makes it difficult to be able to advocate for themselves. Additionally, they can get taken advantage of and used.

>>> Easily Offended - This person will absolutely take EVERYTHING personally. Those around them have to be careful about their words, actions, or even behavior because they will look too deep into the most non-meaningful actions. This is usually a result of insecurity.

>>> Overthinking - We all have our moments with this one. Overthinking can often lead to indecisiveness, ensuring that a decision won't be made in the future.

>>> Impulsivity - Sometimes it's better to just think things through. Being too impulsive can lead to unideal situations, events, and outcomes.

Whaddya think? Were these helpful? I'm thinking about continuing these series, but what do you think? (Not gonna lie, these posts help me get my ideas and thoughts in order too.)

Happy writing~

3hks <3