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Self care tips from someone who can’t even keep a cactus alive. (Part 1)

When you finish a poor mental health episode, treat yourself as if you’ve just been through a victorious battle. (Cause let’s be honest, you have been.) Bathe as if you’re washing the blood of your enemies out of your hair and mud off your body. Eat like you haven’t eaten proper food in months, as well as things that you enjoy, (within reason of course). Sleep as if your body matches the soreness of your mind. And most importantly, tend to your wounds. Whether they be mental or physical, it’s important to bandage them and give them time to heal, just like sword wounds. We do this in order to prepare for our next battle which I promise that you will emerge victorious.

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You do you, just sTOP FUCKING OPRESSING PEOPLE YA ASS-HATS

This is why I don’t tell 99% people im bisexual

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I don’t know how to feel about this!

I would love a GOOD TV show of The Infernal Devices, but when does that ever happen?? Often, when books are made into film a lot of the plot and characters are unfortunately lost due to the producers trying to make it popular. I’m looking a you Shadowhunters OR they try so hard to make it almost identical that they end up lacking in the cinematography aspect of it. Now I’m looking at Mortal Instruments AAAAGH... pls send help.

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Exams? You can do zat!

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Oh no 😭

😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

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Crows are the best!!!

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Me - scrolling through Netflix with nothing better to do

Netflix - has tons of tv shows and movies and even recommends ones that I might like

Me: let’s rewatch Sherlock for the millionth time

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I WILL FIGHT ANY AND EVERYONE WHO IS MAKING THIS HAPPEN!!!! 🤬

Boycott Area 51, we’re raiding SONY.

We need to return Spider-man to his rightful place.

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Mom: since you have nothing to read tonight, you won’t stay up late right?

Me: sure

Also me: *stays up late drawing* whoops

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I was watching Far From Home for the second time the other day and during the scene where Mysterio put on EDITH I heard a little girl behind me say “it’s Tony Stark from a different multi-verse!” And honestly I FLIPPIN WISH 😭😭

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I won’t give them the satisfaction

Part 2

Soon, Sam heard the familiar hum of the Impala, then a door close.

“Sam?” It was Dean.

“Dean in here! She’s hurt, bad.” Dean followed Sam’s voice into the kitchen, finding Sam hunched over a young girl’s body, both covered in a fair bit of blood. His eyes went from the gashes on her body, to her pale face, to the knife in her hand.

“Son of a bitch, she did this?”

“It looks like it. Go get the first aid kit from the car,” Sam didn’t look away from the teen. When Dean returned they patched up the worse wounds as best they could with the limited supplies they had.

“The police will arrive soon, we have to get her to the bunker,” Dean stood up and put a hand on his brother’s shoulder. “We’ll call Cas there,” he added. Sam nodded and gently picked y/n up bridal style. He got in the back with her while Dean drove home.

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Y/n’s hands and feet were frozen. She hurt all over, mostly in her arm where she had cut herself, but the pain was distant, like a dream. Her eyes were heavy and she only managed to open them for a few seconds. A large man leaned over her looking at her in concern, his brown shaggy hair fell in his face but he didn’t push is back. He seemed familiar but she couldn’t think of where she knew him from. There was the soft sound of an engine in the background. Then sleep pulled at her like the ocean pulling down a victim.

The next time she woke, the sound of the engine was gone and so was the man. That is until she felt hands slide under her back and legs, pulling her towards him. Y/n was leaning against his chest and felt the vibration of words, but she couldn’t make out what he was saying. Her eyes opened for a split second and saw that she was being carried to a door that was being held open by another man. Her eyes fell shut again, as she waited for the sweet relief of death.

Again y/n regained consciousness. She was lying on her back, on a much softer surface. A bed. She heard there distinct voices this time. The pain was more upfront now, and she could barely handle it. Until she felt a cold, hand gently touch her forehead. The spot got warmer, and started spreading until her whole body felt that way. When the warmth left, the pain left with it. The hand retreated and y/n opened her eyes once again. This time she saw three men standing around the bed she was lying in. The man closest to her was wearing a tan trench coat, and a neutral expression. The two other were standing at the foot of the bed, both wearing flannels and jeans. One she recognized as the guy who stayed by her, the other was the one who held the door. She blinked hard to try and get rid of the grogginess. Her breathing became shallow and rapid, and she tried to back away from them towards the wall.

“It’s okay y/n, you’re safe.” The familiar looking guy spoke as he sat on the bed. “I’m Sam, that’s Dean my brother, and that’s Cas.” Sam, that’s right she met him in the library.

“You’re body still needs to rest,” Cas said as he reached towards her. Before y/n could do anything, he put his hand on her eyes and she was pulled into sleep once more. But this time sleep felt comforting, like it was saying she was safe.

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Here’s an artwork of mine inspired by @toastyhat’s “Church” animatic. I can’t stop watching it!

Watch it!!!

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I Won’t Give Them the Satisfaction

Part 1

Notes: y/n =your name, y/m/n = your mom’s name. Reader is a teenage girl.

Warnings: Swearing, violence, attempted suicide

Enjoy 😊

They were dead. Her whole family, dead. Tears blurred y/n’s vision as she ran. Her mom just wanted to go for a walk that evening, with her siblings and her. She said that they all needed some fresh air. Y/n’s older brother and sister were both home from post secondary for the weekend. Her mom thought a walk would be a great way to catch up. So reluctantly they all went walking in the field by their neighbors. Y/n had never really liked them. She felt - off ever since they moved out in the country by them. So when the whole family showed up on their walk, it was safe to say y/n found it a little off putting. Her mom, being a respectful adult, approached them and tried to make conversation with the parents. However there was something odd about them that didn’t sit right with her, more than usual. It was getting dark already so it was hard to see, but she could have sworn that they didn’t look quite human. Human enough, but with crazed looks in their eyes that cats get when they see a bird, or a mouse. She looked at the girl her age, who was looking y/n up and down, with a smirk on her face. That’s when the unthinkable happened. They attacked. Four against four, their mom against her mom, their dad against her brother, their eldest son against her sister, the youngest against her. The girl was on top of her quickly, using her claws to tear at y/n’s flesh. A couple of times she felt the girl sink her inhumanly sharp teeth into her legs, arms and stomach. Y/n searched frantically with her left hand for anything she could use, while her right one held the monster off as best as she could. Her fingers closed around a rock which she slammed against the girl’s temple, knocking her out cold. Shakingly she stood up and looked around. Her family hadn’t been so lucky. They were all on the ground. Most were limp with their attackers biting them, one was still struggling but losing all the same. Y/n couldn’t do anything to help them. So she ran.

Y/n didn’t stop until she reached her front door. She threw it open and locked it behind her. Bone shaking sobs consumed her, as she collapsed. She stayed that way for a while, expecting those creatures to burst through the door to end her as well. No, she was hoping they would. She had nothing left to live for. Her whole world had just been destroyed. That’s when y/n’s sorrow turned into a blinding rage. She knew they would come for her no matter where she went. She had seen to much. Making a decision, she pulled herself off the floor and went into the kitchen to get a knife. They wouldn’t be the ones to kill her. I won’t give them the satisfaction.

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Sam and Dean had done this a million times before, and it didn’t seem like any special hunt. They had been hunting a family of ghouls in a small town for about a week now. They finally tracked them down to a place in the country, hoping to kill them before they could kill another family. Sadly they were too late. They caught them in the middle of feasting on the y/l/n family. Sam met y/m/n and y/n, a day ago in the local library while Dean went and got food. They seemed really nice, and he felt terrible that it had to be them. Since the two were already feeding and the other one was already passed out, it was easy to sneak up on them, and relieve them of their heads.

“Someone put up a fight,” Sam suggested, motioning to the bloody rock.

“Ya,” Dean scanned the battle scene, “too bad they didn’t put up enough of one.”

“I met them, they were nice. They didn’t deserve this.”

“No one deserves this Sammy. We know that better than anyone.”

Sam kept quiet and looked at the gruesome scene again. Something didn’t seem right. “Where’s y/n?”

Dean raised an eyebrow at his brother, “who?”

“Y/n I met her yesterday along with her mom. Her mom’s here but not her.”

Dean shrugged “maybe she got lucky and was at a friends?”

“I don’t think so.”

“Okay, if you’re sure, go search the house down south and I’ll search the north one. If she was here and got away, she would’ve ran home.” Dean grabbed his machete from where he planted it. “Plus that way we can gank anymore if we find them.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Sam ran to the house keeping an eye out for any signs of her. He stopped cold when he saw spots of blood, a trail of it lead to the front door. Quickly he called Dean and told him she had to be here. Dean said he’ll come in the impala and hung up. Sam reached the front door but it was locked. “Y/N! Are you in there?” No response, “I’m coming in okay? Stay away from the door!” He took out the gun from the back of his jeans and shot at the lock until he could open it. Inside he found more blood, not too much, but enough for him to follow it into the kitchen where he found y/n lying in much more blood. Too much. Her eyes were fluttering and she was clearly on the edge of unconsciousness. She was holding a cooking knife loosely in her right hand and a long gash on her left arm. “Shit, y/n!” Sam ran to her side and held her injured arm tightly trying to control the beeding. He frantically looked around for anything that could help and saw a hand towel hanging from the stove. He snatched it and pressed it to her arm. Looking over her, Sam found many other smaller injuries that probably came from the ghoul. He would tend to those later, this one was more severe. Y/n’s eyes suddenly stopped moving and she went limp. “Hang in there, help’s on the way.”

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I pity those who can’t get lost in a good book.

I feel sorry for the people who don’t understand reading. The people who think it’s weird that some of us can get so emotionaly attached to words that they can make us laugh and cry. Those who find it difficult to see these scribbles on paper make them into words and create them into stories with settings, themes, plots and characters that bring vivid pictures into their minds. They can’t comprehend how books can bring people into other dimensions, worlds and perspectives that can bring you away from reality. Getting lost in a book is a skill that sadly, not everyone possesses. And that’s why I pity those who can’t get lost in a good book.

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I am a Leo and that’s why I am not sure what I can hear in my mind.

??????

I’m a Pisces and that’s why I gotta go home.

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Oh yea.... literally forgot until now 😅

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