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#tw teen suicide
justanisabelakinnie · 2 years
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If Camilo hates this fandom, now imagine what Bruno would think. Especially since the Carla Rosie situation.
No, actually, have the whole Madrigal family react to the cesspool this fanbase has become and how they drove a child to suicide.
Oof.
I don't think I can do that without being insensitive but I am sure they would be horrified.
I think they would like the few good blogs out there but nope, not much else.
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luneariann · 7 months
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I went through the five stages of grief making this but it’s FINISHED HUZZAHHHH
As you can see…. I struggled, special thanks to my beloved friend @caelanglang for giving me advice on this thing cuz without them I would’ve given up 🫶
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flimsy-spine · 4 months
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Alright, I'm gonna say it. You look like you're dying. You're- pale, and you're thin, and... you look like you're getting worse. We're all sitting here thinking it.
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staliaqueen · 2 months
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JO AND MAL AES IN TV AND FILM: 63/? Teen Wolf | Motel California
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your-queer-dad · 1 month
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Here's 20 realistic reasons not to kill yourself today. Remember, anything that keeps you alive and keeps going is enough.
1. We would miss you. I would miss you.
2. Think of all the ice cream flavours you haven't tried yet, or the food combinations you haven't tried.
3. You can't discover a new favourite song if you're dead
4. Imagine all the funny moments you'd miss, all the pointless celebrity twitter fights or the niche internet drama, all the strangers tripping in the street
5. Imagine proving people wrong and going fuck you, watching all the people who doubted you be completely wrong
6. you'll never have finished decorating your room, or your wardrobe, or your collection, you'll always have something unfinished that's worth finishing
7. You'll never be able to meet your internet friends or heroes in real life
8. Imagine how many cool outfits you would miss out on wearing, how many people would think "damn that's a cool outfit" as you pass them on street
9. Your social media accounts will stay unfinished
10. What if your favourite TV show gets a second series? You'll never know how it ends
11. You'll never get to meet a potential best friend or partner
12. You'll never get to be all the fucking awesome versions of yourself you could be
13. You have games to win and arrogant people to prove wrong
14. You'll never get to watch hour favourite movie again, or realise a crucial detail that adds a whole new meaning to it
15. You never get to see the world become a better place if you're not in it.
16. You never get to try new things with your style, your hair or makeup
17. You never get to get that tattoo, or that piercing, or that really cool piece of clothing
18. think of all the debates you would miss out on winning, the feeling of pride swelling in your chest
19. You miss out on trying a new hobby or a new opportunity
20. Your pets wouldn't understand where you went.
Are these all relatively small things? Yeah. But what's important is that you see tomorrow. You give yourself one day more, go to bed and wake up tomorrow. That's what's important, not what happens in a week or a month or a year, just that you get through today and give yourself another chance.
It's okay if it takes you 10,000 'one more days' to get to 'i can't wait for tomorrow'. It's okay if the suicidal thoughts never leave as long as you wait until later and you stay alive now.
I love you. I care about you. I would miss you. Just give yourself another day.
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ghastlyaffairs · 3 days
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for something as trivial and simple those feelings sure are hard to get rid of
also made a gif a version for fun + alt version with no tears under the cut
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the gif is in very low resolution...this is a feature (i could make it bigger but that would require saving each frame individually and than glueing it all together. also i feel like low resolution suits it better. aesthetically and fits the mood)
#hs#homestuck#dirk strider#eye strain#probably? if you think i should tag something else let me know!!#anyway hooray its time for rambling in the tags#so uhhh heres the teæ i've been sick for like a week and you know how it is when suddenly your throat becomes the main gunk warehouse#and you can't breathe lol. wish i could just pull it out. anywaaayy this is basically a vent piece for me being sick lol#also i could draw remotively the same thing with kris deltarune. oh how easy it is to project having a cold#though i have been also experiencing troubles with feelings recently as well....how fitting for dirk#speaking of the man himself (enough of me) his relationship with his own Heart...is peculiar to say the least#the thing i love about alphakids is that despite being so feral they were. so relatable. i cannot stress this enough how unwell they are an#and how they represented being a teen so well. yeah being 15 years old makes that to you#imagine being an emotional mess and trying to fit the 'norm' and act normal about your friends so youre not offputting#and then you fall in love with you friend and your ai clone falls in love with him too looool noone makes out of this one alive#uhh literally. godtiering stuff and dying remember#and speaking of it. tw for suicidal talk for the rest of tags#do you ever think dirk was suicidal. of course the part of when he teleports his head to jake was totally planned and he knew he would ->#wake up as dreamself but. don't you think the moment he cut his head off was sort of. cathartic. how much did he hate his own guts#beheading himself not only for the plan...but also because he thought he 'deserved' it#also wow he is a Prince and was literally beheaded don't you think its funny hahaa#sigh poor thing#this has ended on a not the very pleasant note hm#also fckkkkkk i didn't draw anything with rose/mary for the lesbian visabilty week#(putting the slash because tumblr search system has a dumb gag with showing you posts that contain the tag inside the other tag.#and i don't want this post to show up for the ros/mary fans because it's not!!!! its rose's father emotional crisis post!!!!)#update YOOOO WHAT THE HELL THE GIF HAS EVEN LESS PIXELS THEN I PLANNED fantastic#this your breakfast now tumblr. enjoy your crunchy flakes of dirks meltdown. mwah
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junebugtwin · 1 year
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pants on fire
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Okay this ain't even my country and I know that I'm preaching to the choir but "Dr" Hilary Cass' report on how trans youth in Britain are totally fine without transitioning and hey maybe we should just ban it all entirely is one of the most glaring examples of bad faith science I've seen and I want to dress down exactly why it's horseshit.
She did not conduct any research herself. She has never so much as interacted with a trans youth. What she did was cherrypick a bunch of publications, say that they "weren't conducted properly", and then read that as a "lack of evidence" for the benefits of transitioning. (Note: All of the studies she looked at were UK. Ergo every other country that has found that transitioning helps people can get fucked I guess because the laws of science only apply to Britain.) There were plenty of publications that did pass her narrow view for scientific rigor, and she deliberately left them all out. She can't even say they were wrong, she just says "they weren't good enough" and takes that as "proof" there was no real evidence to begin with.
If she was a scientist and not a TERF with a political agenda, she would be asking for these studies to be redone with her new standard. But she's not. She just wants all trans science to stop before it shows her something she doesn't want to hear, and for all trans youth to kill themselves quietly so she can say they were "just" suicidal and there was nothing that transitioning could have done for them. And the fact that the government and even other scientists are supporting her in this endeavor makes me sick.
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boydiisaster · 1 year
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May I request a teen! Male!reader who just lost his dad x any obey me characters (platonic ofc) I recently found out my dad passed away in a very brutal way and he didn't get to know I'm trans either :(
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reader: teenage, male, he/him pronouns
tw/cw: death, suicide implications, cussing
author's note: i'm so sorry to hear that anon! i hope things get better for you soon, and that this story helps, even just a little bit
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lucifer
There's a sudden shift in the air before you tell Lucifer the news. He sensed it as soon as you found out; a profound feeling of grief overwhelmed him. Tears began to trickle down his cheeks, and he raised a gloved hand to make sure he was truly crying. This was strange, unprompted, out of the blue. Lucifer didn't know why he was crying, why there felt like a hole was in his chest, but then he remembered. Of course, how could he forget?
His pact with you made his and your emotions almost completely connected. He was usually very good at controlling your shared emotions, though. Whenever you felt angry, he could control his urge to scream. When you were happy, he'd control the want to shake his arms and squeal. When you were nervous, he'd control his instinct to shift and fiddle with something on his person. Why couldn't he control this, too?
"My dear boy," he murmurs, wiping away some stray tears that slip down his face. The sight before Lucifer breaks his heart. You're standing in his now open doorway, your form shaking with silent sobs. Your hands are tightly wrapped around your phone, its screen still illuminated with the text from your [mom/other dad/guardian]. This didn't feel real. You couldn't believe it; you didn't want to believe it.
"I'm sorry," you cry. Your words are barely recognizable between the loud sobs that escape your throat. "I'm so sorry, Lucifer, for coming to you like this. I just, I didn't know who else to tell this to."
Lucifer places a hand on your shoulder. Your phone clatters to the ground as you rush over to hug him. You throw your arms around his waist, bury your face in his chest and scream. It's partially muffled by Lucifer's clothes, but he still catches how defeated it was; how broken and filled with anguish it sounded. All Lucifer can do is hug you back tightly, lovingly, and hope that you understand his intention: to comfort you. To say “It’ll be okay” without disrupting your grieving.
Lucifer begins to rock you side to side, as if he’s holding a baby in his arms. “My dear boy,” he repeats.
All you can do is wail in response, causing the Avatar of Pride to hug you tighter.
asmodeus
The Avatar of Lust thought himself very good at reading people. He’d know exactly what the other person wanted to hear, and he’d say it, even though he probably didn’t mean it. Asmo would spew out compliment after compliment just to get what he wanted, and he never thought it bad. He didn’t know what to say in a situation like this, though.
“MC?” Asmo gently cups your tear-stained cheeks, a remorseful expression adorning his pretty face. He tilts his head to the side, confused. “What’s wrong, my sweet boy?”
You stare up at the demon. He’s blurry. Everything in your vision is blurry. You can barely breath from how badly you were panicking. You would have passed out if it wasn’t for Asmo walking in on your breakdown.
“Asmo,” you whimper. More tears slip down your face and land on Asmo’s thighs, soaking the fabric. He’s kneeling in front of you, his knees between your own.
“Asmo, I...” You sob, closing your eyes. The demon holds your head up while the rest of you goes limp in his grasp. “My dad,” you choke out. “My dad, he....”
“Oh MC,” Asmo whispers. “I’m so sorry.”
You shake your head. “I don’t... I can’t talk. I-I just....”
“Then don’t talk,” Asmo leans back, taking you with him. He holds you close in his grasp as you rest between his thighs. You lay your forehead against the Lust Avatar’s chest and cry. You shake with sobs as Asmo just hums a small, soothing tune.
“Sweet boy,” he whispers. He doesn’t know what to say to help you. He wants to try, but he knows words won’t solve anything.
Oh god what he wouldn’t give to be able to take away all of your pain with just a few words. You were still just a kid in his eyes. A child exposed to something so awful, something even he doesn’t like to think about: mortality.
“MC,” he hums. “Deep breaths.”
You breathe in deeply, then shakily exhale. You laugh, and Asmo never knew a laugh could sound so defeated. “I’m ruining your clothes.”
“I don’t care.” Asmo holds you tighter against him. “You need someone now more than ever, I’m not going to leave just to change into something less expensive.”
You laugh again, shaking your head. A tiny smile manages to grace your lips before you’re back to crying, and Asmo goes back to rocking you side to side, humming as he does.
barbatos
There’s a small knock at the castle door as the Demon Prince’s butler finishes up around the throne room. Barbatos looks up, then outside at the moon that’s high up in the grim Devildom sky. He blinks, then slowly makes his way over to answer the door.
“Who could it be at this hour,” he thinks aloud to himself.
The doors are heavy; anyone not used to the weight would have trouble opening them, but Barbatos shows no signs of struggling. He pulls open the doors with ease and is greeted with a curious sight: you. You, clutching something close to your chest. You, with a blank, emotionless look on your face. You, with no light in your once bright eyes.
"MC?" Barbatos furrows his brow. "It's late, dear. Come inside."
You don't respond. You can't respond. Your voice dies in your throat the second you even think about talking. You nod your head, taking a small step forward. Then, you shake your head furiously. You're so exhausted. You haven't the energy to do anything after the news. It took all your strength to run up here in search of Barbatos. Your body is tired, and your mind is drained. All you want is to ask your question, but hell, you can't even move anymore.
"MC." Barbatos gently grabs your shoulders. He tilts your head upwards to look into your dim eyes and you watch as a brief look of sorrow washes over him.
"Oh MC," he whispers. "Darling boy, I'm so sorry."
You look away, but even that begins to take an immense amount of energy.
"MC, I can't.... You know I can't." Barbatos pulls you close. "When rescuing you from mortality, I broke a lot of rules. I can't do that again."
You go limp in his grasp. Your father's gift that he gave you before you came to the Devildom clatters against the stone steps of Diavolo's castle. You close your eyes as Barbatos holds you tightly in his arms.
"Then can you send me to him?" You finally speak. Your voice is barely above a whisper. "If not I might do it myself. Barbatos, I... I don't know what to do."
"Life is precious, MC." Barbatos's voice is stern, almost angry. It makes you shut your eyes tighter. "Your father wouldn't want that. He'd want to see you flourish."
You don't respond. Barbatos feels like there's a hole in the pit of his stomach. He feels as if he himself has just lost something. He supposes that he did, in a way. He lost whatever part of you that you just lost. Thinking that, he hugs you tighter. So tight that it's almost painful. He's cold, you notice, and you're so warm to him.
His dear boy. His child that he'd do anything for. He can't help but feel guilty about that. He wouldn't do anything for you, he realizes, for he won't even bring your father back, even though he knows it will help you.
"I'm sorry, MC." He repeats.
You say nothing back, but the way you nudge his chin with your head tells him everything.
"I'm so sorry."
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sentientsky · 3 months
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listening to the songs i did when i was like 15-17. and uh. yeah. that girl was not doing so hot. jesus fuckinf christ
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potekosblog · 17 days
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Thoughts on Crona in the anime vs the manga?
OH MAN i can have an excuse to ramble and yap about Crona 
For starters manga Crona is sad and just depressing especially how the story ended, being trapped on the moon with the embodiment of fear itself and then ending with a boob joke was definitely a choice.
Besides that, the manga holds a different purpose for Crona cuz the manga values more horror and darker elements. And the manga paneling and art are so good, the horror and distortion with the character design of Crona are so cool.
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As for the anime has become known for its quirky, Halloween vibes mostly kooky and spooky (exception with the Kinshen). Its overall a happier ending Crona gets to learn to be a better person and face their fear of being a coward and betraying Maka and their new friends
Meanwhile, the manga provides an alternate perspective of Crona's ordeal. Much of the abuse is plainer to see therefore it's more vivid and uncomfortable. But in the end with all the abuse they endured during their lifetime, there is no point, they are never able to become a better person or face their fear of betraying everyone because Crona just locks themselves to the moon (practically dead)
I know this is a trope of bad characters making the ultimate sacrifice of killing themself as a character redemption  but that shit never works at all, idk why it happens in media (I'm looking at you shadow Weaver in shera)
That said again I don't hate manga Crona i just think the author has a missed opportunity. In a perfect world I would love to see the combination of anime and manga versions. If anything I would love a scene of Crona mirroring Nimona's breaking point: 
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Teen suicide especially in queer community is a touchy topic which im not smart enough to explain but Nimona and Crona are like two sides of the same coin. Other just have more respect and love for the characters and the other wants to make a boob joke. Because of this anime just ages better compared to the manga, the hopeful message, and Crona's recovery having ups and downs make it better. (also Maka and Crona killing Medusa together is PEAK, fuck your abuser)
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sibelin · 17 days
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There's a big suicide ideation problem on that website. Like it's not even funny anymore.
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foxett · 1 day
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R we cooked chat 🤨
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Ummmm loose Heathers inspired AU mostly based on the soundtrack bc I love it sm idc
Emmdoc if they were tragic >:))
No but seriously I have an embarrassing amount of lore cooked up for this AU so under the cut (along with the initial sketch)
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Okay so this AU is only loosely based off of Heathers and I don’t really have roles assigned to most of the other canon MacGyver characters as of now so bear with me here-
ALRIGHT SO Murdoc has JD’s role, obviously but his backstory is a bit different. Murdoc had killed his dad recently and he and his mother decided to move to another state and for Murdoc another school before anyone caught on to the missing father.
At this new school, Emmett (with Veronica’s role) known to most students as Emma, is just getting started with being assimilated into the Heathers clique (in this AU the Heathers have no canon character counterparts from MacGyver, just roll with it lol). Emmett is a closeted trans guy. Only his best friend Mac knows about his real gender identity. And Murdoc will eventually too.
For Emmett, the Heathers lifestyle is kinda fun at first but quickly grows hellish for the same reasons as in the musicals canon but also bc it’s toxic femininity set to full 100% power with the Heathers.
All the while, events similar to the musicals canon are transpiring and eventually, during the part when JD dies, in THIS au, Emmett ultimately is able to stop Murdoc from killing himself. The two have a rocky relationship for the last couple of months of high school but eventually fall for each other all over again after reuniting at the same university.
And they live happily ever after so just kidding about the tragic part LOL
SORRY ik this is lame but I’m a little brainrotted abt the soundtrack rn it’s running through my brain on repeat at the moment 😭
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teenwolf-confessions · 2 months
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Moonburnt Soul
The night sky stirs and stars follow dizzy rotations
Fog billows in the air, smoke of an invisible fire
Cold, cold swirls dance between the constellations
You stand there watching and fuel your own pyre
You used to sit in the same place, talking on and on all night
You told me all your secrets, all the rumors old and new
Now you lay there without any protest or fight
Moonburnt soul, what happened to you?
Warmth was all you ever wanted, warmth is what you deserve
Now in one way or another, warmth is what you're trying to have
Moonburnt soul, you're not yet too far gone for love
Moonburnt soul, you're not yet too far gone to save
Your clothes stink of kerosene, please, let me put them away
It hurts me, to see you so broken and afraid
Let me kiss your lips and give you a reason to stay
Moonburnt soul, please, let me be of aid
I wail and sob though I'm not something you can see
Then my heart sears with the heat of your lighter's flashes
Fire envelops the soul I once loved with glee
My world is in flames and I'm grieving for ashes
Moonburnt soul, you've left me alone
I did not think you could be so brave
Moonburnt soul, you're too far gone
To love, to save, to help, to have
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