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cleverjokehaha · 1 year
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Why is the dsmp moving to tumblr? What happened to this being a safe space??
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itisthevelaness · 2 years
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I wish someone would step on me coz body pain.
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yvesbuprofen · 9 days
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I need a job where I only have to talk to five people at max, and we mostly communicate via email and phone. The weekends are in my house where I can think of nothing for two days, and sometimes see my friends if I want to. I want to go to the movies sometimes, and marvel at humanity, because I'm so isolated I forget what it is like.
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thatfizzyyyy · 3 months
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im literally so clingy and annoying
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inkskinned · 8 months
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they want to talk about mental illness and acceptance and how everyone is a little ocd it's cute and quirky and their "intrusive thoughts" are about cutting their hair off and you say yours are about taking a razorblade to your eye and they say ew can you not and everyone is a little adhd sometimes! except if you're late it's a personality flaw and it's because you are careless and cruel (and someone else with adhd mentions they can be on time, so why can't you?) and it's not an eating disorder if it's girl dinner! it's not mania if it's girl math! what do you mean you blew all of your savings on nonrefundable plane tickets for a plane you didn't even end up taking. what do you mean that you are afraid of eating. get over it. they roll their little lips up into a sneer. can you not, like, trauma dump?
they love it on them they like to wear pieces of your suffering like jewels so that it hangs off their tongue in rapiers. they are allowed to arm-chair diagnose and cherrypick their poisons but you can't ever miss too many showers because that's, like, "fuckken gross?" so anyone mean is a narcissist. so anyone with visual tics is clearly faking it and is so cringe. but they get to scream and hit customer service employees because well, i got overwhelmed.
you keep seeing these posts about how people pleasers are "inherently manipulative" and how it's totally unfair behavior. but you are a people pleaser, you have an ingrained fawn response. in the comments, you have typed and deleted the words just because it is technically true does not make it an empathetic or kind reading of the reaction about one million times. it is technically accurate, after all. you think of catholic guilt, how sometimes you feel bad when doing a good deed because the sense of pride you get from acting kind - that pride is a sin. the word "manipulation" is not without bias or stigma attached to it. many people with the fawn response are direct victims of someone who was malignantly manipulative. calling the victims manipulative too is an unfair and unkind reading of the situation. it would be better and more empathetic to say it is safety-seeking or connection-seeking behavior. yes, it can be toxic. no, in general it is not intended to be toxic. there is no reason to make mentally ill people feel worse for what we undergo.
you type why is everyone so quick to turn on someone showing clear signs of trauma but you already know the fucking answer, so what's the point of bothering. you kind of hate those this is what anxiety looks like! infographics because at this point you're so good at white-knuckling through a severe panic attack that people just think you're stoic. even people who know the situation sometimes comment you just don't seem depressed. and you're not a 9 year old white kid so there's no way you're on the spectrum, you're not obsessed with trains and you were never a good mathematician. okay then.
mental illness is trending. in 2012 tumblr said don't romanticize our symptoms but to be fair tiktok didn't exist yet. there's these series of videos where someone pretends to be "the most boring person on earth" and is just being a normal fucking person, which makes your skin crawl, because that probably means you are boring. your friend reads aloud a profile from tinder - no depressed bitches i fucking hate that mental illness crap. your father says that medication never actually works.
you still haven't told your grandmother that you're in therapy. despite everything (and the fact it's helping): you just don't want her to see you differently.
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bad day need hug
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saucywendeee · 1 year
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👻🧼🍺
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yrsonpurpose · 3 months
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Come on, let me change your ticket home.
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starryarts · 8 months
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they're bitching about hoffman
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pupkashi · 9 months
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“can i hug you? you look like you could do with it”
a/n: hi friends ! i hope u all enjoy this :] thank u for the request and sorry for taking so long :( i feel like this is slightly ooc for satoru but oh well :P
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you always watched gojo from a far, always a bit intimidated by the much taller sorcerer. he was carefree, always standing up to the higher ups in ways you’d only daydreamed of. he always spoke his mind, never once holding his tongue when it came to insulting those he disliked.
you’d always give him small smiles, telling him good morning and to have a good evening the times you had passed by him, not wanting to seem rude.
he would always say it back, continuing the conversation with you until you parted ways. he’d stand up for you during meetings, never allowing the higher ups to disrespect you. anytime he’d see your eyes widen a bit at the mention of a mission that seemed too difficult, he was quick to offer himself up in your place.
“don’t you geezers think i should take the mission on? y/n had something planned for the students anyway” he says, anger evident in his voice, but he’s shooting you a smile and a thumbs up as he speaks.
“fine, you can take this one gojo” one of the higher ups say, “y/n you’re free to leave.”
gojo watched you with a love struck look on his face. one you didn’t notice as you were too busy scurrying out of the room, trying your best to not get on the higher ups bad side.
after the third meeting of gojo taking on your missions you decided you should at least thank the man. you approached him shyly, giving him a small smile and saying hello, gojo smiled brightly at you, asking how you were.
the two of you clicked fairly quickly, eating lunch together when you could and making easy conversation. you’d listen to him gush about the first years and shit on the higher ups and he’s listen to you rant about your day and talk about the shows you were watching.
it’d only been a couple weeks since the two of you actually started to get to know each other, but you considered him a friend of yours, even if sometimes you did wish it was more than friendship.
you find yourself walking the empty halls on a thursday afternoon, the clocks ticking in the classrooms as you passed by them, heading towards your office to finish up some paperwork before the higher ups would get onto you for it. the setting sun causes golden rays to leak through the countless windows, shining on you as you continue down the halls.
there’s a cool breeze as you step outside, a sigh as you hold onto the papers in your hands a bit tighter, walking towards the garden area to cut through and get to your office a bit quicker.
a mess of snowy white hair catches your eye, making you slow your steps.
gojo satoru sat on one of the many benches, his elbows resting on top of his knees, chin in his hands. his uniform was a bit scuffed, you could only assume he’d gone out on a mission and only recently returned.
his eyes were covered by the familiar black blindfold, but there was a small frown on his lips. you debated not cutting through the garden today, leaving your new friend unbothered, but your body make the choice for you, already walking towards the strongest sorcerer with a small smile on your face.
“good afternoon gojo” you greeted, still a couple steps away when he turned to look at you, his entire demeanor changing to his usual cheery self.
“hey y/n! whatcha up to now?” his head titled a bit to the side, the mannerism reminding you of a puppy.
“just paperwork, how bout you?” you reply, sitting next to him on the bench, setting your papers down next to you, phone placed on top so they didn’t fly away.
“oh the usual,” he sighs, tilting his head back with a sigh, “thinking about my students, the future for the Jujutsu world and our place in the universe” he laughs dryly and you chuckle softly.
“but hey! there’s nothing gojo satoru can’t do” there’s a strained cheeriness to his tone, it’s makes your chest tighten. a tight smile paints his features, one that doesn’t even reach his eyes like it usually does. his shoulders are slumped and there’s no confident aura like there usually is.
now it’s your turn to frown, looking at him with gentle eyes before you’re speaking up, “can i hug you? you look like you could do with it” your face is burning and your heart is racing.
gojo is looking at you dumbfounded, did you really just ask him that? did someone tell you about his little crush on you?
“sorry! i didn’t mean to cross a line since we just-” you begin, your hands waving apologetically before you’re cut off with his arms around you.
the sudden contact renders you still for a second, then you’re snaking your arms around his neck, letting one of your hands find purchase on the back of his neck.
he’s burying his face in the crook of your neck, you can hear a soft hiccup leave his mouth. you don’t mention it, you only squeeze him tighter to you, trying to hold him together, trying to show him you’re there for him.
“it’s okay” you whisper, “I’m right here for you.” your words seem to strike something in him, as his grip around you tightens, his arms are firm around your waist, his fingers gripping the fabric of your uniform, as if he was scared if he let go you’d disappear.
it’s only minutes later of your hushed reassurance that he’s loosening his grip on you, pulling away with a bashful smile on his face.
“if we weren’t friends before we certainly are now” you smile at him softly. the words elicit a chuckle from the sorcerer.
“who told you?” he asks suddenly, following your movements as you pick up the stack of papers next to you.
“told me what?” your brows are furrowed softly and he can’t help but think of how adorable you look.
“‘bout how i like you” he smiles, his confidence already back in full swing as he’s grinning down at you, loving the way you grew flustered at his words.
“what?! no! nobody told me anything!” you shriek, suddenly holding the papers tightly to your chest, heart pounding so hard you can hear it in your ears.
“huh, figured you would’ve noticed by now” he mumbled, “you didn’t think i was taking on all your difficult missions as a coincidence did ya?”
you’re speechless as you stare at the man infront of you, never once did the thought of the gojo satoru having feelings for you cross your mind.
“well- i mean i thought it was” you sputter out, “why would i think anything else” you laugh nervously, “i thought you were just being nice!”
satoru is just smiling at you, shaking his head and watching the way the gears turn in your head as you ramble on.
“- and so i didn’t want the entire world to just implode you know?” you look up at him, slightly out of breath and your eyes still a bit wide. “what?” you grin, taking in the way he’s looking at you, not exactly sure what he’s smiling about.
“so you do like me? or was that whole metaphor not really a metaphor and the future of the world is in the palm of your hands” his head is cocked to the side again, a cocky smile on his lips and you’re rolling your eyes.
“yeah” you breathe out, looking anywhere but him, trying to slow down your heart rate as you realize what you’ve just admitted and who you’d admitted it to.
satoru doesn’t care that your poor heart’s going a million miles an hour, he’s putting his hand under your chin and forcing you to look at him. he has a soft smile on his face, one that grows wider when he notices the way you squirm under his touch, flustered beyond belief.
“how about dinner tomorrow at 7? I’ll pick you up” there’s a reassuring calmness in his voice that makes you smile back at him, nodding and replying with an ‘okay.’
it’s quiet for a second between the two of you, but he’s quick to break the silence.
“thank you,” he clears his throat before elaborating, “for being here for me,” shifting in his seat as you look at him.
now it’s your turn to stare at him while his eyes are darting from plant to plant. you’re biting back a small smile as you reply, “course, I’ll always be here.”
satoru studies your features, only finding genuine kindness written across your face. the same kindness that made his mornings a bit brighter and his late nights less exhausting. the same smile that makes lunch breaks feel too short and missions away much too long.
the two of you sit on the bench long enough for the moon to say hello. both of yoh staring up at the sky and it’s stars, your hands rest in the space between the two of you, pinkies brushing every once in a while.
satoru is the first to make a move, linking his pinky around yours before diving in and intertwining your fingers with his.
the two of you continue talking, neither one of you daring to acknowledge your linked hands. the blush on satoru’s cheeks was a secret kept between the moon and him, and the way your stomach flipped was kept quiet between the stars and yourself.
when you finally do reach your office, it’s only to set your paperwork down on your desk, closing the door and taking satoru’s hand back in yours.
“ready?” he asks and you nod, letting him wrap an arm around you and hold you close to him, giggles leaving both of your lips as he walks you home.
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leenfiend · 2 months
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hiii I'm joining the many klance fanartists who have been making art for this fic by @heavilycaffeinatedsblog check it out if you haven't already!!
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tapakah0 · 11 months
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Ep 6. [This is in the past, remember, I'll fix everything] | pt 2 Previous episode Masterpost
I said I want to make the story short. So, it's already half way through...
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cosmicwahoo · 4 months
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“Missed you”
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ashchoo · 5 months
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uh yeah I recently just gained motivation to do mob au shit so here ya go
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the family everrrr GRARARAR im normal about them guys trust
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hhh tw for blood, slight eye strain and severed head ig
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mob Ashton really goin crazy fr fr…..guess their vampire side is showin now
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also outfit refs cuz yeaaaa :D
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[@clownsuu, @thelone-copper, @frenchfry99]
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beanghostprincess · 6 months
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i love clingy zoro.
zoro being all tired and sleepy and hugging luffy close when one day he tries to wake up earlier than he usually does, luffy complaining at first bc he's hungry but giving up once zoro buries his head on his chest.
zoro having 0% of social battery at a party and looking for luffy around (while he's excitedly talking to someone else) and placing his hands around his captain's hips, putting his chin on luffy's shoulder (luffy proceeds to pat him on the head without stopping his rambling).
zoro kissing luffy's scars and biting around his whole naked body, trying to leave marks. and they actually don't end up having sex that night, they just keep holding each other until they fall asleep. zoro likes knowing luffy is close to him.
zoro being jealous of anyone who might show romantic interest in luffy and stepping in like a guard dog in case they say something inappropriate. like. he never actually does anything and he trusts luffy with his life, he just doesn't trust others.
zoro holding luffy's hand when they have nothing to do.
zoro kissing luffy's cheeks at random moments of the day just because.
zoro always sitting next to luffy.
zoro placing his arm around luffy's shoulder when they sit together.
zoro wearing the straw hat when he's peacefully napping and luffy trusting him enough to leave him alone with it.
zoro calling luffy "my captain" over and over and over again.
zoro telling luffy that he loves him one day, suddenly when they're just resting in sunny's deck. luffy's back against his chest, between his legs, looking up at zoro and asking: "why?"
"why what?"
"why saying it now? zoro rarely does this."
zoro sees luffy's hair move because of the breeze. he's covered in sunlight and he's still brighter than the sun itself. zoro kisses his hand. "just felt like it."
luffy nods. he kisses zoro's knuckles back. "i also feel like telling you."
zoro hums, squeezing his hand. "then do it, captain."
"i love you!" luffy smiles widely, eye to eye. it almost blinds him.
zoro holds him closer. and closer. and closer.
zoro doesn't think he'll ever have enough of luffy.
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limonnitsa · 11 days
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just right after the Imperio incident
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HC: Sebastian is allergic to compassion for himself
My roman empire is Sebastian telling MC he needs a time to be alone after being yelled at or kicked out of the house.
The last thing he wants to seem vulnerable about everything what happens with Anne or his family.
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