I saw a post about someone talking about how terrible it actually is for them to be met with surprise by a doctor because people joke about the fun in shocking doctors.
I didn’t want to derail their important post but it made me think about how this works with therapy and my experience.
I’ve heard from people how validating it must feel if a therapist is shocked by what you’ve been through or gets really emotional, and I think it can be. And it has for me. But then it’s sat with me. Having a therapist tell me they’ve never heard such a terrible thing being done to someone felt so validating but then I went home and thought about it and it led to why me? What had I done? Was there something wrong with me? It was so jarring and embarrassing. I couldn’t see the therapist anymore because I suddenly felt so ashamed. So ashamed that there must be something wrong with me and surely they would see that too upon reflection.
This isn’t a post to argue or talk about what’s harder. It really isn’t. I don’t think you can compare. It’s just me thinking about my experiences and how I think the grass does usually look greener (for me, I feel like I’d feel better if my experience was “more common” but the truth is, I would feel invalid for that too. It’s just a thing.)
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I have had a sudden bout Tales of brainrot especially of the Xillia kind so here we have a doodle page featuring:
- Best girl Leia
- Giving Milla the abs she deserves (or at least my best attempt at them)
- Jude being my favourite bisexual disaster with tastes in “people taller than me who fight with swords, and shoulder a lot of responsibility who I happen to run into while doing perfectly inconsequential things”
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“Well, well, well, look what we have here,” Villain taunted playfully as they strolled over to Hero’s curled-up body, expecting them to jump up any second.
When there was no sarcastic remark back, Villain stopped and crouched down to get a better look, furrowing their eyebrows when Hero didn’t even look in their direction.
“Hero?” Villain questioned worriedly, touching Hero’s shoulder to get their attention.
Hero’s head shot up and they gasped from the contact, scrambling to get away from Villain.
“Hey, hey, hey, it’s just me,” Villain’s voice softened and they gently placed their hand on Hero’s knee to halt their movement.
They finally got a good look at Hero’s face and couldn’t hide the shocked look in their eyes.
“What happened?” Villain hooked their fingers under Hero’s chin and tilted their face from side to side, seeing a multitude of bruises and cuts.
“Hero?” They asked again even quieter, moving their hand to Hero’s cheek and supporting their body when they leaned into their palm.
A tear ran down Hero’s face and they looked everywhere but at Villain.
“Nothing...it was n-nothing,” Hero stuttered out, finally glancing at Villain who was sighing sympathetically. They weren’t going to push Hero into answering them at that moment, that’s not what they needed.
“Okay, that’s fine,” Villain moved to embrace Hero, who shakily accepted the hug, squeezing them like they were a lifeline.
“But I’ll be here when you’re ready,” Villain whispered and lightly kissed the top of Hero’s head, smiling when they felt their lips curl up on the side of their neck.
“Thank you,” Hero responded faintly, sounding so small and fragile.
No one was ever going to hurt their Hero again.
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it makes sense that ART password-protected its backup copy of itself using the name it calls murderbot, but it is batshit bananapants that murderbot actually tried said name as a password. and yes there were like five totally rational reasons for murderbot to make that guess, but in another sense murderbot sat there and went hmm i wonder if ART compressed itself into this extremely vulnerable code bundle which it then protected with my name. just my name, just the name it calls me. i wonder if ART made it so that the "local feed address hardcoded into the interfaces laced through my brain" (verbatim page 130, babey!) is the key that would allow me and only me to either resurrect or utterly destroy it. i wonder if ART chose to hide itself in such a way that it could only be found by the invocation of the name by which it calls me. and then instead of going haha no that's batshit bananapants, murderbot tried it. and it was right! the trust, the intimacy, the compatibility...but most of all, the ability to imagine oneself as important to someone! bat! shit! banana! pants!!!
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Coffee Shop (Part 4)
Superhero
Part 1 (Hero) / Part 2 (Civillian) / Part 3 (Villain) // Part 5 (Vigilante)
Superhero scowled at the store across the street. Hero had gone in over three hours ago and still had yet to so much as send a status report. They were out of costume, but remained disguised to draw as little attention as possible.
Unlike most, Superhero could actually sense the odd energy that encompassed the building and its surrounding area. They knew something was off - and it wasn't because the place was crawling with criminals. No matter how hard they squinted or how near they went they couldn't see whatever it was that surrounded the otherwise rather inconspicuous shop. Even so, they were certain there was something there. It made their skin itch whenever they tried to go through the door.
Despite their reputation, Superhero thought it best not to take any high risks with a villain hotspot. So they sent Hero in to investigate in their stead.
They were sure the strange aura was what kept the building standing throughout that first week of relentless attacks. Superhero was among the first to view the place with distrust and wasn't proud to admit they were one of the attackers who put that 'invincible' claim to the test. They really had been reckless...but no matter now. Now, they set to figure out why even the most destructive of powers couldn't put so much as a dent in the door.
Superhero was getting anxious. They weren't used to sitting on the sidelines and Hero was taking far too long.
Superhero's eyes narrowed as someone left the shop. The person waved in Superhero's direction but Superhero ignored them, assuming they must have been taken for someone else. They continued watching the door as if staring for long enough would make the barrier finally appear visible before their eyes.
"Glaring from across the street won't get you a free drink, you know."
Superhero would never admit how badly they startled at the sudden voice.
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something that i wish thirteen's era had covered more fully are the sheer weirdnesses in this body she regenerated into. why did she regenerate with brown hair that was already half-dyed blonde? how did she have ear piercings as part of a fresh new body? in what world does it make sense for her newly regenerated body to have cleanly shaven legs? thirteen has all these little feminine things going the second she appears, and it's never noticed within the show. and while i guess the masculine-presenting doctors also had little weirdnesses (Ten freshly regenerated with hair gel already applied), it feels more noticeable when the alien doctor falls in so hard with the very specific beauty trends of twenty-first century earth, in every element.
idk i just think having a female doctor could have been room for such growth, but these unspoken little markers that require work and choice being shown as innate and present the minute the doctor appears female strikes me as...i dunno, like guys who think women only look right if they're wearing makeup? like the female-presentation shtick women go through is in any way natural. the thirteenth doctor often seems surprised to be labeled a woman, and yet she's wearing eyeliner. who put that on?
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honestly, the absurdity is that Chibnall (and co) shouldn't get any props for just sticking Dhawan in 13's costume in tpotd (I sincerely doubt it's something that even went to the showrunner as an active question?? The scene was him regenerating into her body that was at the time wearing that outfit. You literally wouldn't assume he'd be wearing anything Else other than what was on the body in question to start with because of 60 years of precedent. I imagine that the costume department's only decision was to make 13's costume in a bigger size so he wouldn't hulk out of it).
There was no boundary pushing or much of Anything going on there at all, it was just plain logic. And even aside from the fact that it was just a consequence to an effect, They just had a man wear a slightly silly looking costume made of pants, boots, a t-shirt and a coat. which is not notable. Men wear those all the time.
It's absurd that i'm sitting here irritated that the above is getting a pat on the back when it is an entirely neutral thing that means exactly nothing. And while I am more than aware why the above thing is getting such treatment, it's still not notable as an action at all, up to the point that i I strongly doubt it was even a conscious decision by the production. A conscious decision and an active sequence of choices here would have been Not doing it. Which is what people are really talking about here anyway.
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