#hello heart problems

[foggythefandomgremlin]

I love Wattpad because of how UNHINGED some of the comments can be-

[willowser]

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[rogueulus]

rip black brothers you would've loved ethel cain

[gecemi09]

Just saw a take saying that jason should have more parallels and similarities with joker and no. Just no. Don't give them ideas...

[dairine-bonnet]

'I hope you like pain!' screams my character from Neverwinter Nights 2 lying on the ground and dying (aka Lillian Dragon/aka Kalach-Cha/aka Knight-Captain).

My thoughts: She's almost as frightening and tough as my Revan (aka Alexandra Forst), who concludes peacefully, 'That must've hurt!' looking at the corpses of the enemies around her.

[junk-drop]

Thaaat’s me!

[beaulesbian]

Sometimes it’s just scary to open up like that. To say how we really feel. Especially to people you care about the most. Because what if they don’t like the truth?

[froggierboy]

heartbreaking: the treatment for this chronic illness is equally as painful and annoying as just fucking living with the illness, AND it's expensive

[fiddles-ifs]

DEAD SPACE REMAKE JANUARY 27TH 2023

[there-will-be-a-way]

Withdrawal symptoms are getting so bad that other people notice and address them.

Went to a Kupp competition with my friends and acquaintances today. In order to get there I had to ride my bike - and when I go by bike I try my hardest to skip my morning drink. Usually I do so by having a larger in-the-middle-of-the-night drink (need it anyway to keep on sleeping), but this night I was still drunk enough when I woke up to keep on sleeping without it.

So by the time I arrived at the tournament I was ready like 12 hours sober and shaking uncontrollably. Like whole body shakes and twitches. Disoriented. Quiet. Nauseous. And anxiety from hell. I walked through the city like a paranoid - flinching at every loud noise and looking over my shoulder constantly. Strangers stared at me. At the tournament five people addressed my trembling. Asking me if maybe lying down for a bit would help, if I needed a blanket, a cup of coca cola or coffee or something to eat. Offered to grab some water for me or if it'd be helpful to go inside for a while, where it was warmer.

In the end, one person even ended up driving me home (which for her was a detour of 80 freaking minutes) because she felt sorry for me. She even said she wouldn't do it for everyone, but that because I'm usually so tough, she had compassion for me.

I asked her to drop me at my local grocery store where I bought more booze. Paying multiple bottles of vodka with trembling hands and twitching eyes and having most cashiers either be extra friendly to you or condescending is a whole nother low point in my life. The embarrassment.

Still I tell myself I have no problem. I'm fine. Just making this up. Exaggerating things to get attention.

But I do have a problem. I'm not fine. This my life rn.

Writing this to hold myself accountable.

[nostalgia-tblr]

See, the one Sadboy Loki stan-meta point I will generally agree on is that the desperate need for a throne is about wanting the acceptance and acclaim (ie The Poor Sad Woobie Just Wants To Be Loved) so yeah fair enough on the redemption arc being But What If Friends?? and What If Me But Hot Hot Selfcest Gaining Self-Respect?

I suppose the proof of that is that while pretending to be Odin and literally being the king of Asgard he... did fuck all, really? Wrote a play about himself, lounged around a bit. That's not someone who wants the power bit of being the ruler of everything and while I may disagree on the exact depths of his emo despair and whether it's a moral get-out-of-jail-free card I do agree that yeah the thing that makes ruling everyone attractive to Loki is that those everyones (erm...) will then pay attention to you and tell you how great you are.

That probably *is* the Younger Son thing at work, innit? "Well, if your brother were to die in a "hunting accident" of some freak accident or plague (btw he is basically immortal so this is v unlikely) then we'd need you after all, so we'll keep you around and make sure you're exactly the sort of arrogant twat we need for that job and probably stop you getting too interested in doing something else with your life *but* as mentioned you're basically the insurance policy that we're unlikely to ever actually need so... maybe you could take up knitting? Bee-keeping?" (This is, again, why monarchies and primogeniture are fucking *terrible* ideas that lead to societies overflowing with young men itching to become Crusaders and Conquistadors but I'm sure nobody needs me to go on about that shit again though I just thought of a thing I should add to that fic)

[just-french-me-up]

Do your own fucking thing

Do your own fucking thing

Do your own fucking thing

Do your own fucking thing

Do your own fucking thing

Do your own fucking thing

[chqnified]

Learning to respect someone’s boundaries is important. if someone says no, it means no, even if to you it doesn’t seem like a big deal, it may do to the other person.

[probayern]

it's amazing how when you reach out to your friends and make plans you have plans again

[stannussy]

Man, I recently been finding a bunch of really cool artists which talk a lot about like transness, horror, just absolute state of begin queer and like I love art man

[heart-ruled]

@ultimatexdetectivexsaihara​ ll From here 

"....But you don't, Tenko...?" This was...curious, what the other Aikido Master just said... Was she finally starting to open her mind? Or was this just...wishful thinking on his part? Was she just forcing an emotion like always?

"Just because I'm a boy...that doesn't mean you have to hate me, do you?"

🌸- She begins to stare at him intensively, with the same expression that one could expect a child to give a parent after they’ve been caught taking a cookie from one of the cabinets without asking. Her bright green pleading - though for what she, wasn’t quite sure. 

“....No...” 

She tries to sound bitter, but it comes more like a defeated whine. She knows she should. It’s been trained into every fiber of her being to be wary of males; to recognize them as the menaces that they are to society. She’s been educated to know that he would take advantage of her the minute she let her guard down around him. 

“I don't have to....I don’t think.” She wears an unusually serious expression as she debates it.  “But it’d make it easier.”

If she truly disliked him, that would make the decision for her rather than being stuck in this predicament. But -! Just why did he?! Her voice suddenly rises in pitch and volume to match her growing frustration. 

“Ugh, stop looking at me like that-! Your eyes are so full of sincerity and patience-! Those aren’t supposed to be the traits of a male menace! You’re doing it wrong! ”