Idk if anyone will get this reference but imagine DP×DC but Danny is like Jarim from Civil Servant Hunter's S-class Resignation Log.
If you haven't read CSHSL, Jarim is a character who was trapped in a constant battle for a hundred years and whenever someone strong approaches her unexpectedly she attacks them.
Now imagine Danny has been in the Ghost Realm for a while amd has gotten used to randomly squaring up whenever one of the other ghosts approach him.
Its been a long time since he's been in the mortal realm so Danny decides to visit a random earth for a break.
The only issue is he's chosen the DC realm and has forgone his ghost sense and goes off of Vibes™️. Much to the concern of every hero and villain who encounters him.
Had a dream w/ your Stanley and narrator basically came down to whatever actually controls the parable got pissed about Stanley killing the narrator ( I think the narrator was very much needed to keep certain things from breaking apart like a stabalizer?) Narrator gets stuck into some machine thing to keep things running at base level but Stanley had unintentionally made everything worse and the surroundings slowly break down around him. Basically narrator became a literal cog in the machine and Stanley is now in an cycle that devolves into something like the backrooms w/ some vague antagonist gunning for him and no one is having a good time...
The fact that I am haunting some of you in your dreams is crazy
i think im so deeply attatched to unpleasant because of the weird way in which i can so heavily relate the way it is treated to my experience as a kid growing up with autism, like if instead of "gen alpha" humour he used early 2010s humour, then it would almost be me to a tee
As for my post this morning. If anyone was worried. Me personally I'm okay (I guess) but my dad's in the hospital and things r still very up in the air. So.
i love when i go "well i dont remember any specific incidents that were egregiously bad so that means my childhood was fine" and then ill say something that very heavily implies the opposite. this bitch will act confused when you dont react poorly to his mistakes like "hahah why arent you reacting negatively at all.. please do something to hurt me because i dont know how to respond when you dont."
told my psych that my antipsychotics are, rather hilariously, giving me hallucinations and he was like "oh well take you back down to 200mg" but then he forgot to write me a new prescription for that dosage and ik he wont respond to a message on a weekend so im gonna keep taking my hallucination pills until i can contact him on monday ig
ough the last few therapy appointments have been SSSOOOOOO rough. good, but just taking the fucking wind outta me. u think you're totally chill and okay about being disabled and then ur therapist finds one teeny little stray thread and suddenly ur unraveling faster than a threaded doll being attacked by sharks. lmao.
Ykno sometimes trauma is in the stupid little things no one thinks about being traumatic. The little things that take you back, make a funny little video remind you of one of the most painful nights of your life
And you can't fault anybody for that. Not even yourself for looking at it. So you're just like. Sitting here & contemplating this bitch we call life