#dysfunctional patterns

[unwelcome-ozian]

[pocketwei]

mother,

[konaiiro]

Humid Fantasy - Galladrabbles #150

Summer was always the best part of the year.

The season promised sweat-salted skin and smoke smelling shirts – it was Gallagher with his tanned freckles; grinning and gasping. They became tangled into each other’s lives alongside his trips to juvie. Looking back, that period of his life was succinctly book-ended by bullet wounds.

But as the weather cooled and the leaves yellowed, the humid fantasy began to rot under his teenage skull. It festered alongside the dread and ice-cold paranoia; the city was about to be dark and desperate. Mickey thought that Autumn looked an awful lot like his Dad.

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A break was the exam season grind for some @galladrabbles with @millenium-time-machine’s prompt: Autumn.

This drabble spiraled from thinking about Mickey’s acceptance of his dad's control – the quiet surrender of anything other than masculine and mean because that’s what he understood as survival. His view of Terry’s will as something unwinnable and inevitable - like seasons.

To me, early season gallavich is always summer.

[tj-crochets]

The options with the * are the ones I've already scanned, and all but the blorbo are sewing patterns (I've already shared the blorbo sewing pattern)

[xiaokuer-schmetterling]

these videos called me the fuck out today. so relatable. huh.

5 signs you're a high-masking autistic with ADHD

9 'weird' signs of autism

[transmechanicus]

Woke up from my little power outage nap and couldn’t even manage to eat a full box of macked cheese, grad school will fuck you up for life kids, do it at your own risk.

[scary-tdick]

i dont know who im missing but i miss him so badly

[battle-subway-ghost]

HEY RATBOY -- i mean. [lowers voice to normal] hi ratboy <: i cant believe i forgot to tell you about the baby rat i found a few months ago. he was born with only three legs (so missing an arm like you!!!) and no tail. people were breeding rats for.. a rare color. hes the special color but he was born with a bunch of complications since they didnt really take care of the moms well, but hes really sweet and i nursed him back to health. he likes digging and burying seeds. :3c

godspeed ratboy (psst you cant see but im giving you a confident salute you can do it!! whatever. it is. idk if youre doing anything right now but when you wanna do something YOU CAN DO IT YEAH!!!)

“Ratboy… that’s a new one. Doesn’t sound like an insult, I guess.”

Paris listens closely to the story, nodding along occasionally, not wanting to interrupt. He leans in a bit, slowly inching towards the radio.

“Didn’t even know people did that… Eugh. Fucked up. I’m glad he’s doing okay, though. He sounds really cute.”

“What color is he, by the way? I’ve seen the uh- white ones, some have spots and stuff, those are always cool…”

“Also— right now I’m just trying not to die! So thanks, uh- saluting…” Paris attempts to make a salute… with his right ‘arm’ at first. He pauses, and does the salute with his other arm. “Saluting you back!”

[a-nice-egg-offering]

I just know they’re gonna make macdennis canon and it’s going to rly piss me off when they do lol. It doesn’t make sense with every piece of character and world building they’ve done but as the years go on they’ve started to lean into what the fans want rather than their original vision so I won’t be in the least bit surprised it’ll just be disappointing

Had this in the tags but I want it apart of the post actually

[preheville]

ooo what media is that fic you’re working on for?

ace attorney ☹️ sorry. i am such a sucker for haunted houses and houses as metaphors for or vehicles for, for example, abuse (it's like my jungkook), and both the feys and the von karmas are begging for an adaptation featuring that. it's obviously two very different types of haunting, but hauntings nonetheless. like the von karmas in a gothic context makes so much sense because of their cold and oppressive history and the deeply isolated and dysfunctional dynamics we see between the three... i'm mostly working on shorter fics for them ^_^

on the other hand, i have a very particular vision for what i want the fey family/kurain village fic to be like so it will take much more time and will be much longer. something i am in eskew-esque even. but i am having a lot of fun! seriously, i've been writing the fey one on and off since i think 2022, and any one of my friends can attest to having received at least some messages at some point about my deranged opinions on the von karma house, a house that is never so much as referred to in the source media btw. come closer. i'm normal

[blueiight]

IDK I believe the show frames Louis and Claudia having similar but opposite ends of eating disorders. When Louis's upset he stops eating and starves himself while Claudia eats excessively. They are both stemming from sexual dysfunction as well - Claudia's sexual frustration manifests as binge eating, Louis's starvation is also a method to disobey and deny Lestat when he feels a lack of control over his life.

this is really fascinating! u noticed a rly interesting meaty parallel… tho i dont think or recall if after early ep5 claudia exhibits that same sense of dysfunction & i do think louis exhibits patterns of binging

[bellshazes]

does my favorite incredibly just so tall coworker realize that my coworker has initiated a sort of SME love triangle with me over him because she's convinced any time i include him on meetings i'm Stealing Her Subject Matter Expert. however i've worked with Tall Guy since essentially the first day he got hired and i'm not fussed because i know he's chill as hell and also, crucially, has a background in MY subject area and furthermore, can comprehend multiple people being in need of his expertise. this is as awful and awkward as it sounds

[aro-pancake]

I know the feeling.

My HS chemistry teacher asked us to make a 2 page paper on radioactivity, including the 3 main disasters (Chernobyl, Goiânia and Fukushima). I ended up delivering another major thesis, with the help of my Grandpa, who remembers the Goiânia accident, and gave me details that didn't exactly made the permanent records. It was worth, like, 2% of our grade, but I still gave it my best, going to bed at 2am to finish it up and sleeping on the car ride to school.

Now a days, I can't even tell you about the ideas jumping around in my brain without stuttering like crazy.

i used to be so good at writing strong, thoroughly-researched, thoroughly-edited essays.

as a kid in hs, my teacher literally came up to me, holding my 40 page essay on the intersection of the European witch hunts and capitalism/exploitation/gender roles (it was supposed to be 7 pages...whoops) and went like "this is literally a master's-degree level thesis. what are you doing?? you could literally use this as your final dissertation in a master's program, what the fuck."

NOW??? NOW?? you'd think I'd be oh so skilled. but alas. i can barely piece together two ideas. adhd skill-regression is so so real. im SOBBING

[teddyissick]

one thing you can count on a boy to do is to let you down

[aromothmantic]

Hey ghost of Teenage Me that exists forever within my soul I love you but I AM smacking you repeatedly with a newspaper rn

[sodacowboy]

yeah so anyway the meds I’m on make the process of drafting these dolls even more slow going than they were to begin with but they are still going