#things get better

[irbcallmefynn]

It doesn't matter who you are. If you are online and able to read this, someone cares about you. Your presence is felt by at absolute minimum, one person. Probably, no, definitely more. There will be someone who would be upset to see you disappear.

You have a wholely unique life, that nobody else will be able to share. Even if you think it's bad, or boring, or whatever, it is something worth sharing. And you're the only one who can share it. There are stories only you can tell, pictures nobody can paint but you.

Life has a tendency to drift towards the better. It might not feel like it sometimes, believe me I know. But it gets better. The bad people in your life will die, problems get resolved. It's easier to think about the now and before than it is the future, and when you look at the past, and now, it looks grim. So turn around. Stop looking at the dark tunnel you just walked through. Look out through the opening of the tunnel.

Look at the sun rise on a better day.

[vln-vibes]

Heroes Hunted

(I need to finish my other fics before thinking of others Q^Q)

Basically we've seen quite a few Danny getting hunted down by the GIW and ending up in Gotham resulting in him warning certain Bats (mainly just Jason) that hes in danger as well--- but what if the GIW decided to target 'smaller fish' in order to train themselves against Phantom; their main target.

Unfortunately Team Phantom is too busy trying to keep the calm around Amity Park and don't realize it until they're too late.

The JL never see them coming.

The Bats are frantically looking for what should be their literal assassin trained Robin, Red Hood and Black Bat.

Supers are flying around the area looking for any trace of Supergirl and Superboy (I). Not even Tim's trackers on Conner show anything (just like the ones he had on his fellow Bats).

Arrows had sent Green Arrow and Arsenal to help with the search of the Bats, Roy leaving Lian behind with Dinah, only to drop off the face of the Earth.

The Flash, Blue Beetle and Hawkwoman are all reported as MIA.

An Emergency Meeting is announced and trying to get into contact with all the other fellow heroes. Some were known to be off planet but there were a few who'd failed to respond at all...

Batman is the first to realize a common factor to all those who've disappeared as most had concluded something or someone was targeting heroes.

They'd all died.

Diana was the one to bring forward worst news; the hunt wasn't done.

Impulse, Red Robin, Cyborg, Hawkman, Batman, Superman and Wonder Woman herself were possible targets as well.

Cyborg was able to recover and corrupted and dropped emergency call from Barry "Those weirdos in white from earlier are attacking downtown, could use some backup asap. Something about Anti-Ecto Acts or whate-- Hey! Ugh"

A shiver went down their spines as they collectively told stories about spotting men in white suits walk around their cities. Some had brushed them off whilst others had kept tabs but the guys seemed to have lost interest and left.

It was a terrible oversight.

"Looks like some assholes are digging their noses into my turf, gonna stake them out tonight" Jason had told Bruce the last night they'd seen each other, "My guys they were wearing white suits, terrible choice for Crime Alley or Gotham"

Red Hood had said he didn't need backup as he would just gather intel, still that was also the night Black Bat and Robin were paired for patrol and she'd indicated she'd check in on him before the end of the night. The three never got to call in for the night.

Oracle had informed him that Red Hood's helmet had detonated, fortunately without him in it, its location the last place his children had pinged in the scanners.

The only audio they managed to recover from the device was "---Control Act, Article 1, Subse---Under Arrest---Questioning... And experimenting lots---"

Oracle had finally found the 'Anti-Ecto Acts', formally known as the Federal Anti-Ecto Control Act hidden along laws against the privatization of new green energy sources; Anything that was made off of or produced this so called 'ectoplasm' was to be handed over to the federal government's Ghost Investigation Ward for imprisonment, experimentation and finally termination.

"What the hell even is ectoplasm?"

"Its the source of all ghosts" Zatanna spoke up, repulsion clear as she read and reread the acts words, "Their body and souls are made up of the energy much like atoms make up all things in the physical world. The energy of the dead"

"According to these documents" Red Robin pulled up a research paper around two decades old from some students of the University of Wisconsin, "Ectoentities or ghosts are unfeeling, nonsentient echoes of their formerly living selves. They'd even theorized a means to access their home dimension they call the Ghost Zone"

"Ghost are made of bloody emotions" Constantine rolled his eyes "What kind of idiot would think otherwise? And don't get me started on a 'home dimension'--unless?"

"John, you don't think?"

"I sure as bloody hell hope not"

"The Infinite Realms!?"

Which only proved the situation more dire; a potential for a dimension that glued the multiverse and their afterlives, whose beings all had potential of rivaling the strength of a Super when provoked, their noted territorial nature making that a given if a portal happened upon them.

They were on a ticking time bomb to rescue their fellow heroes but they didn't even know where to start. Luckily they weren't the Justice League for nothing---

Potential locations scouted, teams made and buddy systems enacted for those potentially targeted.

Batman and his team headed to Amity Park to check on the three researchers of those papers-- Madeline Walker, Jack Fenton and Vladimir Masters. Background search revealed that Madeline and Jack had gotten married and had two children Jasmine and Daniel.

It wasn't until they crossed the town border in the dead of the night that their systems pinged the Fenton children were reported as runaways-- and not just them. The local high school had shut down as children were reported missing or also runaways from their parents. Even the faculty and some parents had begun to disappear.

Those that remained were kept under strict curfew by marshal law-- the GIW had the town under their control.

Just what exactly had they stumbled upon? Could their comrades be hidden somewhere in this small midwestern town?

Their theories were proven right the following night when tapping into their communication line about the 'aggressive subject G-02' and how 'it' had managed to break some arms when it had been relocated to the Fenton's personal lab. The 'unfortunate' Agent H who'd tried to yank it by its black and white contaminated hair had gotten his nose broken for it. It was scheduled for biopsy tonight.

Batman couldn't help but taste the bile make his way up fearing/knowing who G-02 was.

His Team was right behind him in the change of plans as they made their way across town as covertly as they could; it seemed as though after finding out about G-02 (it couldn't be him, he couldn't put a name to him lest he let his fear override everything) Batman pinged on more and more of their ghost detectors.

Disabling was taking too long, loathe he admit, as they devolved to destroying as discreetly as they could.

Finally they could see the garish neon of the FentonWorks logo, the steps and door to the house were covered in ectoplasm and another familiar substance-- handmarks, clawmarks, clear signs of resistance could be made out.

And then Fentonworks went up in a flame and red and green.

Batman couldn't keep in his desperate cry. Not again! Please not again...

[kore-arts]

So! New au hehehe. Joker jr and Red Hood take place in the same universe.

@aurora-bore-aura and I have been going insane/pos

Jason Accidentally falls through an unfilled tunnel into Arkhams basement. Glad that even his half mask canceled his yelp as he stalks through the facsimile of a suburban scene. His eyes narrowed as he saw cords leading from a grill. They widen again as he sees Harley snoring on a picnic table.

Fingers tense around his knife until he hears soft almost inaudible sobs. A kid, and oh how that struck his heart. Even more when he sees the torn and bloody Robin suit.

His replacement lay on a metal table. Bound and sobbing in his sleep, another Robin tortured by a monster. He jumps hearing a laugh that haunts his head as he slashed the binds. As he dodges, swings and taunts he picks up the boy. Copper floods his mouth as he bites his tongue to not make a sound.

His mind blank, he knocks the two out and runs out. He is dangerously aware of how light, how small his replacement is. Especially as his eyes open and a mumble of “my ‘obin. My ‘obin saved me” before going slack again.

(⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

And so Jason pre- Red Hood finds and saves Tim. Only nights before the others could. The poor boy is at best near catatonic or mumbling. Or at worst laughing and choking on tears.

So Jason is trying. He is Really trying, he does laugh when he finds out Tim glammed up the heads in the dufflebag. And when he gets back and finds him rebuilding the bazooka. It worked extremely well.

It takes time. Tim picked up the hobby of sneaking and reading the tomes his parents illegally kept. Magic being a hobby that didn't remind him of either Joker or being Robin.

Or when they had to temporarily relocate as Gotham celebrates for weeks as the Joker Mysteriously showed up dead. And no it wasn't one of the two of them.

Or when Jason ate a glowing ball only to find out he was a Starving Halfa and ate the Joker's core.

He basically got food poisoning and Tim got a Friend out of the Ghost Princess and King! And finds out Jason is a Protection spirit on the way to be the next Lord Gotham as Lady Gotham is steadily growing weaker and tired.

Jason and Tim sit down once. Laughter was a problem and they both needed to seperate it from the monster. Tim brought up he wanted to help. And they talked. And so Crow joined Red Hood on the scene. Murder being a last resort and the Caw like laughter being a warning message in their territory. Soon enough the Bats and Birds would find out. And they didn't know what they would do.

Ps the Crow is named Alice. She keeps finding pocket watches

[jojoeyo]

In regards to Ed seeing Buttons turn into a bird:

There really is something so intensely heartening about being so thoroughly used to bad things and bad thoughts and thinking “change is not possible. Good things are not possible,” and then actually see that change is possible. To truly see a different way forward than the one you always expected

One of the many things I love about this show is not only does it show the trauma, it also shows the healing process. The idea of “getting better” is so abstract, it’s overwhelming if you have no idea where to start. It’s so important to me that shows like Our Flag Means Death and Steven Universe address these and show how these middle steps can happen

I’m so happy Ed was able to truly see his turn around. Sending love to everyone suffering out there. Change is possible, I swear 💕

[luvnehha]

it will get better ❤️‍🩹

[beccagalemarley]

[made-since-we-cant-save-posts]

I'm new to Tumblr so I probably just missed it, and will feel a little ignorant for being a Tumblr noob— but I noticed that Tumblr is lacking a "save" feature, and there's posts I want to go back to at some point without having to fight my way through likes and reblogs

I have no friends on Tumblr currently, but even if I did, I also wouldn't want to scroll through messages either. So I made this— an account I- (and also you if you like) -can dedicate as a "save for later" option. I'm not making any changes to this profile; I have no reason to log back into this account as I will be able to look at the things I send here in my main account

To anyone reading this— I hope things are going well for you. If they aren't, I hope things start to look up for you soon.. you are worthy and are deserving of good things, and are beautiful in the ways that actually matter. You need to be kinder to yourself. I know it's hard sometimes, but you need to take care of yourself, even if you can only do so much at a time. That is enough.

You are the one love of your life, even if you have trouble loving yourself sometimes. It doesn't make you unlovable. The way people in your life have treated you, doesn't make you unlovable either even if it feels like it. The way you feel is valid even when you can't always trust how you feel or how you think, especially whenever it's about yourself. You are loved, and you are important.

I know it can feel like all it ever does is rain, and all you ever get is the cold of the storm that never ends. But I promise you, the only way it'll never end is if you give up before the storms over. The sun is always behind even the darkest clouds. You just gotta keep going long enough for it to peek through

This playlist really helped me when I needed it. I hope it helps you too if you need something right now. You will get through this. You've made it through your worst days so far. You can do it again. I'm proud of you. And I'm rooting for you <333

[vv4nn4b3]

Scars

(Original poem)

Constellations line my wrists, my thighs, my ankles. If i move to fast, or apply too much pressure, they burn at times. I dont resent them, I resent myself. They are here because of me, its not their fault. Ive learned to love them, each 116 of them. For they have been with me longer, than most people in my life. Now when i wear bikinis, skirts, shorts, dresses, people stare. And one common misconception, has been eating up at me; It was never for attention. I just wanted the pain. No new scar has appeared on my body, in 436 days. Things get better.

1/21/24 -zac (please reach out if you need help. Talk to someone. Things get better i promise)

[amplified-pain-culture-is]

my rheumatologist told me that her treatment plan will "cure" my AMPS, do you think that's true or BS lmfao (i definitely think the treatment could HELP but cure is a strong word,,?)

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[starseers]

I've been going through old notes and found this, I thought someone might need this right now 🌼

[sh0wmyr1bs]

Does anyone have any tips for when you wanna self harm?

Any sort of ways that make you not do it?

I’m trying to get better for my boyfriend and my mom, and I need some tips if you guys have any.

[pragretti]

inktober 2023

Day 21: Chain

What holds you back?

Be strong trans folks. I see you and you're loved and valid. Wishing you all peace during this Trans Day of Remembrance and reminding you that things do get better. You're incredible and beautiful and deserve happiness.🏳️‍⚧️

💙💗🤍💗💙 trans lives matter

[kid-called-crow]

i think i'm tired of only seeing mental illness at it's worst. i think stories about ocd shouldn't all start with the protagonist neck deep in compulsions and end with them still in pain just with a therapy appointment next week. i think we deserve more hope. i think we deserve to see relapses and healing and finding a way to not only survive but live with our issues. i think we deserve seeing our patched-up futures, not just our splintered pasts.

[ggeneralgrunt]

ive been so unfair to life. ungrateful—not the other way around

i treasure life more than i know when i allow myself to dwell in its brevity

sometimes i like to think of it as short. other times it feels long enough. just right; goldilocks

there is so much you can unlock within yourself when you choose to not shy away from life itching its lock-pick gently at the key-hole of your conscience

remain kind. remain gentle. remain amiable. or stick to as you please. whichever you feel best in, but don’t let yourself be consumed

there is a difference between harmless and kindness. do not remove your teeth. keep them for when they will be needed. for the meantime, keep a steady hold of them so they do not sink into another’s flesh

introduce others to life for me

i am fair to life. grateful—and it is the same to me.

[swiftwolf29]

Cyberpunk 2077 x Pacific Rim crossover when?

[scavenger-nightly]

Yea the world sucks sometimes but there’s still love. The way ur dog looks at u when u come back home. The way u climb the same tree u climbed when u were 7 even tho ur an adult now. The way ur friends wait for u at the airport. Etc