Instead of posting all my angry anons, I will just write a post.
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Actually, no, I won’t write a post. Because I don’t have to explain myself. Every therapist-client relationship is unique. Nobody except T and me knows exactly what our relationship was or is now. And we’re the only two that matter. I feel a sense of peace about where and how things have ended up. I never want to minimise what she meant to me or how much she helped me, but I know that version of our relationship is fixed in the past now and it can’t be that again. I will always be appreciative of it though and I’m not ashamed to acknowledge what it was and what it meant. I believe that T has similar feelings about it. She has always been genuine and authentic about her feelings and so I trust what she says as a true reflection of what she feels. I love that. And I love her.
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I was God's therapist. He looked like one of Giacometti sculptures and we were sitting in my backyard talking.
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𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐃𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆 : ( twisted wonderland characters )
a/n : edited bc i finally have the tIME AHA!
consist of : fluff, gender neutral reader, suggestive content below — undressing
𝐋𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑, pulls his shirt from his back, straight up pulls the cloth up and take a hold of the hem that's bunched up before pulling it out, you can see how his muscles bend from behind and the flex of his arms as they put effort to take it off. he pauses to yawn before ripping the shirt out of his arms and his tail lazily sways behind him—expect a wink if he catches you starin though
𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐍𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐓, this beauty ain't even using shirts lmao he uses the classic button down 👀 because he's that fancy dancy oh but don't you find it hot how the wrist twist and turns, the veins that's prominent in his hands enhanced by the light and how each pops, the slow reveal of his upper body is just 🤌 im sorry I can't do justice to his—i feel a sense of je-ne-sais-quoi whenever i write for this man lwbdoajsoak
𝐈𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐃, in all honesty, he just slides it so fast out of his body especially when he's busy gaming, you will find him focused on his pc while the cloth drapes from his arm 😭 not fully taken out yet like it's still hanging from his arm—you can visibly see how his arms turns though, he has that gamer lean body and arm and the led lights in his room makes the veins in his arm and hands pop out. not to mention how his neck cranes towards his screen, his blue fiery hair caressing it more often than not—if you did point that out, he'll flicker pink or perhaps even red due to the intensity of his embarrassment lmaooo "MC-shi?!? i-" 🏃 then proceeds to sulk and avoid you for days
𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐔𝐒 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐈𝐀, dear heavens, sebek don't come at me, he crosses his arms over in front before grasping the hem of the shirt and pulls it up, the way you are able to catch a glimpse of his v-line and smooth jADED abs is just mouth-opening that you don't feel your jaw go down, the ride of the shirt reveals his toned body and maybe it's a fae thing that you can visibly see it GLISTEN AND SHINES like a pixie dust—SORRY SEBEK NOOO DON'T RUN AT ME
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"getting a good grade in therapy" yeah okay sure whatever, but do you know what's even better? Hearing from your friends that their therapist's like you
like oh, your therapist thinks I'm a secure attachment? Your therapist is happy you're doing social things with me? Well maybe me and your therapist should kiss a little, idk
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