My ex got married this weekend and since he is upper middle class and so is his new wife, they don't believe covid is real or dangerous and they take no precautions in spite of my ex being high risk because of asthma and chronic bronchitis.
The kids are all sick.
Hoping they get through this quickly. Hoping it's not covid. Hoping this doesn't kill me.
Being chronically ill and not being able to protect myself and also have my children in my life is.. scary and bad, actually.
They both admitted to neglecting the kids and exposing them to homemade pornography in court. We really shouldn't be in this situation.
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The Night Security
Danny decides to tag along with Dani and travel around the world. With him now being in his late twenties he decided he could use a break from all the craziness back home, and he's been wanting to spend more time with Dani.
Dani despite it being years still looks the same, they had gone to Frostbite to make sure nothing was seriously wrong, Dani was completely healthy but it seems Vlad's messy attempts at cloning alongside her also being a halfa had made it so Dani would age a lot slower than a normal human would.
Danny until that point hadn't realized that he also looked very young for a man who was almost 30, but he could just get away with it by just saying he had a baby face.
To gain money for their travels Danny decided to start doing random jobs normally he would end up with being night security since those positions weren't very popular and always had a position open or where willing to have an extra pair of eyes on the job.
With that being said Dani and his sleep schedule were completely flipped over now being practically nocturnal. They would go out shopping or have fun while the moon was still high in the sky.
Now with that being said, he had no clue why there always was at least that one person at whatever job he would have that seemed to believe he was a vampire,
Yes a vampire, and he could brush it off if it had only happened once or twice but no! This has happened in the majority of his jobs.
And look he gets it, he only gets night jobs, he hangs out with Dani outside only when the sun is nowhere in sight, and yes both he and Dani were sensitive to the sun but that was normal for people with pale skin they would burn easily and considering that pale blue eyes tend to struggle seeing with too much sun clarity especially since they're not used to being around the sun as much as before.
See he gets all those can kinda be vampire things but they where also just very normal and common human things as well.
So yes he was out here fighting vampire allegations instead of ghost ones like when he was young.
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" Mr.Kent sir you dropped this."
Clark turned around slightly spooked he hadn't heard the young man a moment ago, which should be impossible with his super hearing. Focusing on the man In front of him he realized that the heartbeat he was now hearing was... too slow, unhealthily so. If he had just been hearing the heartbeat he would have been sure it was from someone dying, but the man In front of him showed no struggle or weakness in spite of that.
"Sir?"
Clark snapped back into the present. "Oh! Right sorry about that, it's been a very long day usually I'm out of here long before the sun sets."
"No worries man I totally get that, I just saw that you dropped your glasses case near me and wanted to quickly return it."
"Well thank you Mr.?"
"Fenton, Danny Fenton I work the night shift here."
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Danny doing his job
His coworkers spraying holy water to prove he's a vampire:
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check my tags for some extra ideas I had on this
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Just an Idea
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Burning house (post rosquez divorce)
TW: TALK ABOUT PAST ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR/ RELATIONSHIP
„The first months without you were terrible" Marc looked up in surprises when Luca Marini suddenly sat down near him.
They were alone, no one in earshot, no one around. Just them and the darkness the nights of the race weekend bought along.
Marc had the urge to ask what he was referring to but his heart knew what the younger man was talking about. Him and... Luca's brother.
„He wasn't himself. He was a pain in the ass to be around. He was always complaining and criticizing everything we did, made us train far too much... And those were the better days. He made Cele cry several time... Franky got hoarse once from screaming back at him. I... I was scared of him a lot back then"
Luca talked with a soft hit sad voice. For him it was one of those nights that haunted him from time to time again. It used to be more often when he was young. Now it was only once every few months.
He couldn't concentrate. All he heard was shouting and screaming. He saw the eyes that were always filled with love, adoration and fun being cold and empty, only flooded with hatred.
He had gone out to get some fresh air and clear his mind. Finding Marc and telling him wasn't really his plan, but now that his mind was flooded, he couldn't help it. After all, Marc may be the only not slightly biased person to talk about that.
„Why didn't they just leave? You know I would have helped you. All of you." Marc asked. „He was their best chance to get here" And he would never leave his big brother.
A part of the Spaniard wanted to go to Italy and scream at the retired legend. To treat teenager that depended on him in a way he had been treated. But it would be a decade now. Most of those teenagers were now closer to turning 30 than to being 20. There was no reason to yell now.
„Your brother hadn't been himself for a long time when I left" he sat the record straight. „He was too focused on his archivements and when it didn't work he wanted, he let everyone suffer through it. He blamed me for thing I had no control over and got... aggressive... As you know."
„I know. I didn't mean to... Make you feel guilty or responsible or anything. I just... Wanted to talk about it"
Marc swallowed. He knew that wasn't Luca's intention and he was aware that he had been Vale's punching bag at the time. He had feared he would take it out on the younger ones but at the end, he had to take the risk.
„I know... But I'm sorry I couldn't safe you."
The first time he had seen Morbidelli with a bruise on his cheeks, knowing the then moto2 rider had a too calm personality to get in a fight, he felt like throwing up. He made Alex find out what happened to his then teammate. Apparently he had gotten in trouble in a bar when some douchebag didn't take no for an answer from a girl.
Marc's anxiety made it hard to believe.
„You shouldn't had to" Despite the Italians word that started some comfort, he couldn't help but remember the reason for his decisions.
„You knew the house was burning..." he said with a sad look in his eyes „I had to get out"
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I know I can knock out all my work tasks today. Intellectually, I KNOW. I am getting stronger every day.
But I just put in a request to get disability services from my employer again.
I need to cover my bases.
I hate that anything programming or statistical (essentially my whole job) causes trauma freezes.
I hate that my ex/spouse's lawyer (and my ex/spouse) lied to my lawyer about how we were both responsible for our own health insurance.
I feel like this needs to be reiterated: my able-bodied, autistic, queer spouse kicked out (and threatened, abused, yelled at, made life hell-ish) their disabled, autistic, chronically ill, queer partner (me) out of the home that I paid for (rent, utilities, apt insurance, health insurance, food, etc.) (yes, they contributed money to those things but I did most of the emotional and financial labor of it all). They promised to put me on their health insurance but didn't. They cheated me out of so much. They put me in complete disarray not just for that period of time but for months and months and months. I bet they were hoping I'd just kill myself. They thought I was, you know. That's why they were going to take my medication away but their mom told them not to.
As I told my therapist and psychiatrist several times, I would have absolutely killed myself (if they didn't kill me first somehow) if I didn't leave. I would have done it while telling them I loved them so much. That's how bad the narcissistic abuse was.
I know I've been grieving in all sorts of ways. And I do believe that they need help. They absolutely do. I wish the best for them, and I truly don't want them to die.
But they made my life miserable, and I am trying my best to get my own sense of justice and peace the best way I know how.
I could have (and my friends think I should have) done worse. (aka press charges)
I wasn't even going to file the PFA. I wasn't even going to do anything. I was just going to do what I've always done and start over.
They left me in shambles while they and their ex and their friends all think I'm the "real abuser" and laugh at me. Their lawyer thinks I'm being vindictive and punitive.
They're laughing at a chronically disabled (I pee blood when I'm stressed y'all... amongst other things), autistic, trans person of color who grew up as an immigrant and poor (sometimes middle-class) child in the country who suffered horrific childhood and other partner abuse. My ex/spouse knew all of that. They knew I'd been raped and assaulted and abused.
Do you realize that? Do you know how fucked up that is?
They're laughing while my ex/spouse makes ~150k/yr and has the LUXURY of not going to doctor/dentist/therapy/whatever appointments because they're way more abled than I am....
They wouldn't even be making that much if I didn't emotionally and financially support us while they quit their job to do extra training and education to get that job.
I guess I'm just good enough to be used and tossed away.
They're laughing while my ex/spouse hires a more expensive lawyer just to bully me into not getting enough spousal support and other asset costs, while I'm financially trying to rebuild.
And I am trying my best to live my life now. I grieve and cry every single day. You don't see it in my social media pictures, but I do. My heart and brain are full of love, life, and curiosity... but I am still grieving hardcore. And I will be for a very long time.
Most narcissistic abuse survivors grieve for... years.
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