it’s me. hi. i’m the problem. it’s me.

@padfoot-lupin77/@ryebreadgf/why am i like this? - orla gartland/the letters of virginia woolf/@dreamer-but-realist/anti-hero - taylor swift/sylvia plath/@jaggedjawjosh /@body-to-flame/making the bed - olivia rodrigo/anti-hero - taylor swift

Vaggie, right after being de-winged after stopping herself from murdering a child: "drop me on the street and kick me by the dumpsters, because I'm trash."

Charlie: (;A;)

Vaggie: "...please uh, strange demon lady, don't cry."

Charlie: (crying a little) "Please come home with me and stop calling yourself trash..." (hiccups) (;m;)

the man i was / what i have become

forever thinking about how marcille and laios have such a richly weird and funny friendship dynamic that people I see tend to write off as "god she hates his ass" but in reality it's the frustration of one neurodivergent weirdgirl to another neurodivergent weirdboy who has no concept of masking, has never had to mask, and simply doesn't know how to mask making their entire group come across as "the weirdo freaks" despite her best efforts to not be labelled as "weird" probably her entire life

Warmup sketch of my favorite unreliable narrator.

*shen yuan: I know exactly what's going on.

System: He knows maybe 8% of what's going on at any given point.*

I was born desperately treading water. I fought to keep my head held high, to push through the exhaustion to be seen as a lover, as a fighter, as someone worth spending time on.

But not everyone is so accepting of the love I am willing to give. Not everything wants to be held in the way I crave.

I will find what burns just as brightly as I do and engulf the world in blinding light. Not everything is meant for me and that is okay.

That is okay. --- Collage from my poetry collection "Winterbrook", out 11/11.

Bakugo: Deku, you’re sweating bullets. What’s wrong?

Izuku, got shot in the ass before date night: N-nothing Kacchan! Just so happy about tonight is all!

Bakugo, blushing: Well, good. *pulling out a ring box* Because I wanted to ask yo-

Izuku, passes out from the pain:

Bakugo: Wh-Oh c’mon wimp, at least hear the question first!

do you think vale's ever going to be self aware enough to realize he was in the wrong in 2015?

i LOVE when people ask me to solve the rosquez breakup... put me in coach i could fix them. ignore all of the times i have used my mind palace to make them worse. ummmm i think (grain of salt) it would depend on a myriad of discrete circumstances. as @frogsonabike recently posted i think if marc passes vale's title total no way in hell until they are very old men. and even then only if theyre all at some gala and its like. a bit they are doing for a crowd. and dani and jorge bullied them into it. MAYBE. old man rosquez... racing their walkers....

outside of thatttttt i could see a slow reconciliation like. post retirement for both of them (actually i think @whatwepostintheshadows pioneered this school of thought. a scholar in the field.) the ISSUE would be getting them into the same place. ALTHOUGH as we have seen in portimao recently that literally may not be as much of a problem as we think, as they are addicted to fucking around on motorcycles. like in my brain i am literally always running the simulation of how we can get them over this hill bc they are so clearly obsessed with each other and carrying the other around like a weight around their neck or a wound that refuses to heal!!! they need it for their HEALTH yknow... so i could see them just. consistently bumping into each other on race weekends post-retirement. maybe luca and alex are teammates or smth like that and so they have to share some space when they visit the paddock. and at first its tense and they try and ignore each other but then marc hears vale make a joke from across the room... honks that big laugh of his... and vale floats over to him as the day goes on, wanting the attention despite himself (they still have the chemistry!!!! fuck!!!). presses his shoulder against marc's when alex does a risky overtake and his posture locks up... hand on the small of his back. spending the day talking about racing until they realize its okay to talk about other things....

“Satanism advocates practicing a modified form of the Golden Rule. Our interpretation of this rule is: "Do unto others as they do unto you"; because if you "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you," and they, in turn, treat you badly, it goes against human nature to continue to treat them with consideration. You should do unto others as you would have them do unto you, but if your courtesy is not returned, they should be treated with the wrath they deserve.”

— Anton Szandor LaVey

Feelings are just visitors, let them come and go.

-Mooji

Nothing ever becomes real till experienced – even a proverb is no proverb until your life has illustrated it.

John Keats

I do this thing. I don't stop loving you. But I stop letting you love me. You know how? I cut off your access to my mind. And my heart. If you don't know what I am thinking, if you don't know how I'm feeling, if you don't know me, you cannot love me. I will still smile when you say sweet things and laugh at your jokes and gush and tell you about the random details of my day. But there will be filters. My heart would be locked. My mind would be stored away. And you'll never be able to tell. See, I do this thing. I let everybody think I am candid 24x7. Neither my face nor my voice are poker ones. Expression pours out from me like sand from fists. Inevitable. Natural. But it's me, I'm the source. So I can decide to cut you off. See, I don't get angry. I don't want revenge. I don't want to say harsh words and make you feel guilty or like a loser or a shit person. I withdraw. I will continue loving you. But I will not let you love me. Maybe I deem you to not be capable of it anymore. Maybe I believe you find it burdening now. Maybe you hurt me so deeply, without even realizing or caring, that all there is left to do is withdraw. See, when I do this thing, it's not to hurt you. It mostly just hurts me. I keep giving you whatever you want. Whatever you want but me. And I take nothing. I ask for nothing. I seek nothing. I do this thing. I never stop loving. I only stop people from loving me.

time: hey sky, do you have any hobbies?

sky, after finding out about what demise’s curse really means: swimming..

time: really? i never expected you to-

sky: in a pool of self hatred and regret.

4.06 / 4.10

"and we will be your partners, in the fight to free [the new world]?"

"In the darkest hours of the soul's night, we find ourselves face to face with our deepest fears and unresolved shadows. But it is in this profound obscurity that the soul's transformation begins, for only by navigating the abyss can we emerge into the radiant dawn of self-discovery. As the moonlight guides us through this sacred journey, it is the spark of inner illumination that ultimately leads us from the depths of despair to the luminous path of self-realization."

© Dʏsʜᴀɴᴋᴀ/Oᴅᴇᴛᴛᴇ ₂₀₂₃

Many pieces of my past selves have been left behind. I once saw their loss as a trail of breadcrumbs I could one day follow back to who I once was, but over time, I’ve realized I am better off who I am now than then. I did not deserve to be hurt in such ways, however the person I became due to those fragments breaking off is a masterpiece in the making. Some days are just harder to see the sculpture hiding in the marble. But I’m damn sure going to keep carving it out.

I wish the same for you.

• Excerpt from the collection “Sick” by Jody Chan (@jodyr.chan)