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#maybe a lobotomy?
dummerjan · 1 month
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anxiety has been building up over the past couple days and it feels like it's winding itself evermore tighter around me and immobilizing me or as if i were a coil that's being stretched to its maximum capacity and about to snap i've been feeling paralyzed ever since i woke up my mind keeps circling back to things i said or did months ago but it's not just social interactions it's a general feeling of anxiety a shower hasn't helped i've tried physically shaking it off i keep making weird noises to drown out my thoughts but nothing is helping and i am this close to tears
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boohoohideyhole · 2 months
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I know things are going downhill for me when i start thinking this is the hottest Laios looked in the manga.
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awientan · 2 months
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plug a little weird but they chill
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wmnylander · 2 months
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William Nylander | Blue Room
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maskerat · 1 month
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traditional art of clouded monk. I really like this guy
I'm generally surprised and disappointed people don't draw him much, I can barely find any fanart online. it's odd to me becuz he's one of the More Humanoid Abnormalities, and ppl love those (take into notes: Little Red, Der Frei, Butterfly man, The magical girls, I'd even dare to say Army in Pink). but this guy? everybody forgot about him even though I believe he's genuinely intriguing and good-looking. I know I'm rambling but I'm quite sad, I feel like I'm the only one who's kinda obsessed with him. bro even made me learn what śarīra means lmao.
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necromycologist · 4 months
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rip ianthe tridentarius... born to be the one and only fucked up failgirl forced to somehow end up as the voice of reason
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notdelusionalatall · 1 month
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tenebsolis · 10 months
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created in the image of an (allegedly) dead woman who largely impacts the narrative and whatnot
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bisexualfbiagents · 8 months
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Hey, Scully, that word unruhe, unrest, is bothering me. Maybe he thought he was curing them somehow, saving him from damnation. From those things in the pictures, you know, he called them the howlers.
THE X FILES GIF MEME [2/20] EPISODES Unruhe (4.04)
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anouri · 2 months
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mental illness is wild. i miss doing things but also technically i can do them all. so why am i sitting here just missing it.. nothing is physically stopping me. but i can’t. bc the Voices in my head said no
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mugentakeda · 6 months
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mighty dragon and fledgling (again)
other iroh and zuko doods 1 2
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sapphic-haymaker · 2 years
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ms--lobotomy · 1 month
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@avg-afterdark ORDER UP! Here's your sick cat. Also tagging @wolf-tail since you had the idea. Teehee.
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Summary: Konrad Curze is down with the sickness. Lol. Lmao. (GN reader)
Word Count: 698 (sorry it's so short waah)
Content Warnings: Probably a bit of medical malpractice? (I'm a [REDACTED] major not a premed student) also it may be a little incoherent but I have experience in being ill so.
Image Credit: @squishyowl
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"You again?" he rumbled as you entered the room, rolling in a cart of basic hygiene supplies. You slightly turned the lights up and shut the door. No matter how gently you tried to close it, it would always make a loud snap. Not many got to enter the quarters of the Night Haunter, but here you were. His quarters were in disarray, and you had to step around pieces of discarded armor that were built for someone maybe twice your size. Even if the lights were turned up all the way, it would have been a nightmare to navigate.
"How did you know it was me?" you asked before the idea of ignoring him crossed your mind.
"Revealed to me in a dream," he sighed, rolling over in bed to face away from you. He grabbed a pillow and brought it to his chest. His scarred back was exposed, somehow paler than it had been depicted. His hair was thick and unwashed, but that's where you come in. You pulled out a bottle of dry shampoo and sighed.
"Don't make this harder than it has to be," you said, approaching him. You squirted a little bit onto your hand, and he curled up in his bed as you hopped up to get close to him. Whatever he had, you were told that it wasn't contagious anymore.
"Fine," he relented. "Do what you must."
You ran a hand through his hair, lathering in the dry shampoo. You could swear that there were other serfs called in to take care of him in this state, but he didn't look taken care of. You had the self-preservation to not ask, at least. You massaged his scalp gently, but hard enough to clean him up a little bit. And you could swear that you felt him lean into it a little bit.
"Feeling better, my liege?" you asked.
He grunted into the pillow he held. Your hand retreated as you put your materials back. You hesitated before you curiously reached out to one of the jagged scars on his back. You barely got to trace it before he turned over, released the pillow, and grabbed your wrist. So much for self-preservation.
"Lord--" you sputtered out, your heart skipping a beat in your chest.
"Don't go," he said, his fingers threatening to tear into your wrist. His eyes were more sunken than they normally were, and his grip never got any looser.
You looked away from him, feeling your cheeks go warm. "But what will my boss think if I don't come back?" you asked as he pulled you in closer.
"I will let them know you were attending to some... business," he said. Before you knew it, you relented, laying down in the massive bed with him. He drew the covers over you and put a hand to your cheek, absolutely engulfing it. You felt your heart drum in your chest again. He could so easily turn on you--on anyone around him. But here he was, almost in need of a companion.
"Why me?" you squeaked after a few moments.
"Do you think any of the other serfs were so gentle? Do you think any of them treated me like a... person, instead of a...?" he trailed off, a clouded expression crossing his face. You wanted to ask what he was talking about, but being this close to him, this was probably a bad idea.
"I don't know," you finally relented. You felt him pull you close to him, and you closed your eyes. It felt... nice. Much nicer than you'd felt in a while. He was cold, but you hadn't felt someone rise and fall against you in so long. Any reservations you may have had were long gone now, melting along with you. He put one hand at the back of your head and the other at your waist, pulling you in further. He breathed a sigh of contentment.
You knew that even though the higher-ups said it wasn't contagious, it was a Primarch that had fallen ill. This couldn't be a normal disease. You knew that what you were doing wasn't safe, but how could you say no?
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parallelkozak · 9 months
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we should start a band
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roboyomo · 3 months
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reverberation ensemble adam except somehow he looks like a ruina dialogue sprite on accident
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maskerat · 9 days
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my sister bought me a new huge sketchbook. and the first thing I do in it is draw this man. clouded monk:)
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