#and it would just be a vicious cycle

[ickypuppi3]

you think kids at school asked billy where his mom was and billy just made up different stories each time because he didn’t want to say that she left

[k-martins]

i so want to write a post canon angsty breakup fanfic where megumi leaves the jujutsu society to heal from his trauma, but yuji still stays because he wants to protect people from curses and make up for sukuna's damage.

they both feel like they're getting in each other's way from achieving their goals. and then they meet again ten years later (oh yeah, stsg parallels, i love them) and live out the cheesiest, corniest cliche ever.

[potato-lord-but-not]

man I know u had made a poll about patreon a bit ago that kinda had unfortunately low results but as someone who just got to oscar in the podcast and is going insane at the lack of blindfaith content i just want 2 say for the record UM if u ever drew spicy stuff for them on the patreon or anywhere u would have at least one very excited fan. thank u.

you see I w o u l d just find another platform to post stuff like that on free of charge (which who knows I might do anyway) but the thing is….. I’m too embarrassed to even share that with other people you’d literally actually have to pay me.

[worstloki]

i just think it'd be funny for Loki's magic to drained/blocked and 75% of the motor function in his arms/hands goes out with it. maybe he collapses because the magic is keeping him up and running. who knows.

[winniebee]

i know there’s a big argument that the dsmp story should’ve ended with the disc finale but i personally find it so much more interesting that it didn’t. instead, it asked “what now?” the big bad dream, the foe everyone was able to unite against, is defeated, so now what do we, no longer united, do? what do we do in this world where there’s a constant power struggle? a world where characters still want things and are willing to do whatever it takes to get them? can we move on? and the answer was no because they didn’t actually solve the core of their problems by getting rid of the one guy they all hated. the narrative literally said you all have to sit here and deal with your actual problems now and so many characters said im gonna get worse actually

[shalpilot]

temporary buddies

[tekkenenjoyerblue]

Can’t keep a good man down, or a psychopathic dictator for that matter

[wormchaser]

you are complaining about complaining too much while complaining about the fact that maybe people dont like you because you complain too much while complaining about being alone. just stop complaining and do something about it. talk to people. reach out. dont just wait for someone to come to you first.

i have tried reaching out to different people in the past year or so but it never works. i understand its my own fault for letting relationships decay because of my own insecurities and issues but that doesn't mean i can just will myself to think or believe different things about myself. it's a self fulfilling prophecy ; i think people don't like me so i don't reach out so people don't like me etc . i am sure you do not want to hear me list all the things i want to say in response so i will put them in the tags.

[disasterhimbo]

Something that doesn’t get talked about enough I think is that when you’re in survival mode for an extended period of time, when you try to get out, it’s extra hard because you haven’t been building yourself a future gradually and continuously like you normally would, and now you have to try to do a lot of it all at once when you’re already tired and struggling.

[prototypelq]

...do you think Dante ever realised how Vergil-like he was acting around Patty? She was quite obnoxious in the anime, did he ever think 'oh no is this what being Vergil felt like?', or 'was I ever this annoying?'...

Knowing Patty did him a lot of good, do you think it, per chance, also reminded him of happier times in his and Vergil's childhood when they just played together and annoyed each other all the time?...only to, of course squash those nicer memories the moment Patty leaves, because then the reminders of what he's done come crashing down....

[neige-leblanche]

idk i do need to think more abt how ppls personal experiences interact w their Fandom Behaviors esp now that im less caught up in a specific fandom that was rlly bad about that lol

[citrlet]

guys, i'm getting the urge to get bangs again

for reference this is what i'm thinking

[cocolacola]

anyone in this hell pit want to discuss alucard with a sexy amount of nuance

[curseofbreadbear]

vent under the cut 👍👍👍

i'm just so tired and so done. i hate having an invisible illness (chronic pain, MAYBE fibro) and not being able to properly explain how debilitating it is, even WITH extensive notes. i hate when doctors misunderstand what i'm asking for. i already feel like i'm faking it even WHILE experiencing it and it frustrates me + makes me feel more invalid than i already do when a medical professional acts like i'm being irrational. at the very LEAST i'm getting tests done but i don't feel heard by the one doctor who's supposed to help. my therapist and psychiatrist are making me feel more understood & supported than a pcp and that's not even their specialty. i think they just listen to me more and better understand where i'm coming from. i have ocd and i literally would not bring it up without doing EXTENSIVE research, but all a doctor hears is "i googled it" and that automatically makes it sound like i'm being a hypochondriac. and i swear, i SWEAR, i'm not. i do research to try and talk myself OUT of it!!!! that method has worked with everything else, but not fibro!!! i have just about every symptom and co-morbid condition and it's driving me crazy!!!

i'm so tired. i don't know how i can keep working or walking or LIVING like this, but i force myself and PUSH myself to act normal and functional every fucking day. and it's like. i feel like professionals will see that and be like "um you can walk AND work so clearly you're fine" except that i'm not!!!! i take excessive amounts of ibuprofen just to function and it's still not enough to completely prevent or numb my pain!! and STILL my mental illnesses like to do this terrible thing where i convince myself that i don't need breaks, i'm useless if i even take five minutes to sit down, i'm wrong and invalid and clearly i'm just pretending to be in pain!

and to top it all off, i asked about a mobility aid and he told me that i would do better without one because being in motion helps. and i agree!! my pain is significantly less noticable when i'm in motion, it mostly hurts when i stand still. BUT. i don't move at work! they force you to stand in place all day! the only thing i can ask for is a break to sit down, but THAT triggers the part of my brain that's like "no you're useless if you take a break, you can't do that, just push through it like you always do!!" and i just. i CAN'T. i can't keep working like that. the best i can do is request a position change so i am not STANDING all day, but i don't know if they'll let me do that or use a mobility aid without a doctor's note.

i'm so tired. i'm so fucking tired

[oathofpromises]

His fingers are gentle around the scales, soft when the skin becomes smoother. He doesn't want to intrude, even with the arm around her waist, resting at her stomach.

His breath at her neck, red eyes piercing when they meet her pink.

"My darling I must confess, I've been. . . More inclined to have you closer as of late. Please, might I inquire you rest in bed longer this day?"

With his tail, it journeyed toward her leg, looping around at her ankle after a tap. He intended to keep her here, champion duties aside.

It had only been a few weeks since the Scions returned from Ultima Thule, and everyone had decided to go their separate ways. After all, the world was safe from immediate danger for now, so they could all work on other things they had pushed to the side for so long. As eager to explore new territories as she was, Stella unexpectedly found herself in yet another danger.

Golbez and his army of archfiends plan to escape from the thirteenth shard and invade the source. It seemed like there was hardly any time to truly rest from anything, and yet here the Au Ra was taking a small break while the others searched for a means to return to the void. 

Of course, Stella had insisted that she remain to help find any clue as to how they might accomplish this, but Y'shtola, being as observed as she always was, demanded that the pink-haired warrior take a moment's rest. Deciding it was better not to argue further, Stella ended up returning to Old Sharlayan, where G'raha was eagerly waiting for her. 

Usually, the two would take some time to find a nice spot outside and enjoy the beautiful sun, but here, the red-haired Miqo'te was cuddling her from behind as he declared his desire to stay in bed a little longer.

Au Ra turned slowly, her hand reaching up to remove some hair from the others' faces. His usual red ponytail was out of its normal braid, and his tail had slowly wrapped around her leg, pulling her body even closer. It was something she had noticed that G'raha tended to do when he wanted her to remain close by, sometimes without the need for words. 

"Raha, you know I have a few days, so of course we can spend some time just laying here," whispered Stella as she leaned in and gently pressed their lips together. She wasn't blind; it was clear that since their return, he had been paying extra close attention to her. At first, she thought maybe it was just from all the danger they had just gotten through, but overtime, it became clear that he seemed scared to let her out of his sight. 

Closing her eyes, she felt the Au Ra memory settle on her battered and fractured body, clutched by G'raha, as the scions desperately attempted to rescue her from the edge of death. Meteion expected her to be right behind him, but her absence led to the gradual depletion of the last remnants of her life in her final battle with Zenos. Tears had fallen down G'raha's face as he held her body so close, begging her to open her eyes. 

They hadn't really had the chance to talk about that, but right now wasn't the right time to mention such things, yet it was clear that G'raha felt immense guilt for what had happened to her. As pink hues met crimson, Au Ra felt a kiss press against her lips.

"I'm sorry, Raha. I was lost in thought. How have things been going for you and Krile? I know you both are working so hard to restore the students. Not an easy task at all." 

It was best for her to distract herself from the thoughts currently swirling through her mind. To find anything so as not to focus on G'raha's tear-stained face, he screamed for her to come back to him. It was a memory that kept her up at night. The memory of her near-death and the people she would have left behind haunted her.

Of course, she hadn't thought about that in the moment. A part of her felt like she had to put everything on the line. All of the scions, particularly her beloved G'raha, experienced significant heartache due to her need to ensure their safety.

Small hands reached up as she cupped G'raha's face, leaning back in and placing a kiss against his forehead. The two of them had been through so much since the moment they met. He had stolen her heart so effortlessly, and over time she had wanted so badly to remain by his side through it all, but that wasn't a choice they had back then. 

"You're beautiful, Raha," whispered Stella as she cuddled closer against his chest. The beating of his heart was the most beautiful melody she had ever heard. 

[cyb3r-mutt]

i finally handed in my final papers im so relieved 😭😭😭😭 now all i gotta do is make a whole zine by friday and im done for the semester but thats like fun so im not too worried