#Process Stability

[icewindandboringhorror]

(also feel free in the tags to clarify Why you made the choice you made!! :0c)

[nipuni]

THE DOCTOR We had a pact, him and me. Every star in the universe, we were going to see them all.

My version of The Master and The Doctor in their Academy days 😊

A speedpaint video of this will be available at my Patreon on april 1st!

[peliginspeaks]

I think having "Nightmares" encompass all psychological troubles is an interesting and honestly pretty fitting decision for the game, given the time period. With Freud being on his peak nonsense at the time, ascribing lots and lots of meaning to dreams was becoming fashionable, and there's a certain elegance to considering yourself to be Plagued By Dread Visions! instead of just...coming apart at the seams from the stress of it all. You're losing sleep because of the nightmares, not because of the things that caused them and their effects on you. You're mumbling to yourself and jumping at shadows because of the lost sleep, not because of that other stuff. Just get somebody or take something to fix the dreams, that's the trick! Nothing you have to acknowledge. Nothing unseemly, and nothing outside of your control. It's so very Victorian. It's sad, in a way, when you see it as an attempt to apply a cultural attitude of denial and carefully constructed (performative) self-mastery - that already didn't work well for the real time period it came from, mind you - to life in a cave that kills and traps you and is filled with horrors both beyond, and unfortunately well within, your comprehension.

[hey-hey-j]

they 100% want you to feel jealous of them

(★ my Kofi)

[knifebaby3000]

young prince

[nabaath-areng]

It's actually mindblowing to me to be able to eat without coughing my lungs out or get stomach ache. Like I thought I had fixed the stomach ache finally after last years stress. Turns out I didn't know what it truly meant to be free from it. What the fuck!!!

[soilem]

you know what i hate? the fact that specific food phases end, and when they do the food you have been enjoying for so long suddenly and without warning becomes disgusting

[eleyras]

Even if he already knew his friends were going to face him with hatred and resentment, because since he was a child he had known only violence and disgust at the hand of his own mother, even if he was facing mortal danger and betrayal from them, until the very end Will only thought about protecting them because they were the first people in his whole life he called friends, the first people in his whole life he allowed himself to grow emotionally attached to. And even when he realized that the illusion had shattered, that even Violet, his best friend and the person he believed in and whose affection he valued the most, hated him, he still couldn't transform his hurt in resentment, he couldn't forget his affection for them because it has been maybe the only reason he had wanted to fight, to live for after Bowhill.

And when James came back to him, when Will thought there was still one single person in the world who knew the truth and didn't hate him, there was still a chance to be loved for what he truly was without secrets and lies, the hurt and the betrayal didn't matter anymore because in Will's eyes the love and the acceptance of one single person was ENOUGH to wipe the sorrow and the guilt away, it was ENOUGH for Will to not feel alone in the world anymore, because even if he had lost his friends, his mother, his sisters, Violet, he still had James.

And then he realized that he couldn't have even that, the Collar around James's neck a cruel reminder that, again, he was unlovable, that the only way a person would choose him was under constriction, and not by free will, that every single word James were saying was hollow, like his past with his mother, like the life he was going to live for the rest of his days, a hunted animal, a hated monster, a fearful unnatural thing that should not even be in the world, that should be killed for sins he didn't even commit or remember, because it didn't matter that he was Will, it didn't matter that he was a child, a lost boy. The story repeated itself, the violence and the hatred coming at him again and again, without a way out, a chance to free himself from their vicious circle. All Will had ever wanted was to be Will, a friend, a brother, a son, a lover. And what hurt the most in the end is the realization that he would never have the chance again because no one would give him one.

[spacedace]

You know, 6am might actually be too early to watch a video of an actual, real medical procedure for adding plates to broken ribs just to write a quick paragraph for a fanfic.

[purpleandstarlight]

A-and then *hic*...he said...*sob*...he said "You're always right Ciel. There was no Father Christmas. That's why...I'm sure there's no such thing as God either."

[heavysass]

wish we all as fandom people didnt generally see shipping as hoping characters fall in love and end up in a romantic relationship bc that sometimes is not the appeal of it

sometimes shipping is just throwing them in a cage fight with an only one comes out alive rule and seeing what happens next

[brown-little-robin]

yeag

[icterid-rubus]

I’ve been an unpaid therapist for a month now and I’m ready to snap.

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Why are meds worse then the mental illnesses they're trying to treat

[yaoi-hate-machine]

it was heartbreaking to learn yesterday that my dad’s doctor put him on ozempic… girl you’re supposed to be fat 💔

[shamblz]

Getting up at 5.45 tomorrow to go to a work seminar in Manchester at 9 to hopefully get back home for around 6.30 so I have time to make it to Leicester so I can go cinema with my mum and watch the Edward Scissorhands ballet broadcast at 7 so I can get back home for probably around 11pm so I can go to bed and get up for work again the next day at 6.55