#......never said it couldn't be *worse*

[revalition]

send holiday themed skills requests... pleeease... we have drawing energy but no ideas :(

[isalabells]

"When [Aleida] opens the door [to Margo's office after the JSC bombing], I think the immediate fear is, "Margo died, and I never got to tell her that I love her." There's shock there, so she isn't thinking straight, but I think that's what it is — that she's been arguing and fighting with this person, and at the end of the day, she just wants to tell her that she loves her."

[governmentmandatedryujinstan420]

releasing this from the hj discord dungeon because the public populace was in agreement also i'm chronically offline on tumblr and need to fix that for my chronically online ahh

[wesavegotham]

I think one reason why I'm so attached to Damian is because (at least in some comics) he gets to be the child I would have loved to be if I had been allowed to. As in: No Damian's life is terrible most of the time, his parents are not doing a good job in most comics and being Robin is dangerous, but I just wish I could have been openly weird and say whatever I wanted to with a deadpan face. Or simply be allowed to show anger.

Being an autistic person is hard and being an autistic girl/woman is maybe even harder because being female alone already sucks most of the time and having to pretend to be a normal woman while most people around you are confusing or downright rude to you and don't respect your feelings or boundaries just makes it suck even more.

I had so many moments in life where I wanted to tell someone what I really thought or felt (which probably would not have been nice) and I couldn't because what I was taught was to smile, act like everything is okay and not get angry.

[mayomkun]

Thinking about how my mom in her 50s who has met and know tons of people throughout her life still believes some people are genuinely good and generally have more faith in humanity than I do

[cosmic-light-fics]

I've left The Bear subreddit for good. I thought I could stomach it, but I can't anymore.

I just have no words for how disheartening it is to see post after post of "I hate Sydney's character" and "I find Sydney to be so annoying" and "Anyone else not like Sydney?" while also seeing that every other character on the show is given grace for their flaws.

It's like a giant boulder weighing on my chest and I want to cry about it but I won't. People are entitled to their own opinions about what characters they like/dislike for whatever reason they have, and I won't ever argue for them to see my point of view. But when a majority of the posts single out one character, and that character is a black girl who has flaws like every other fucking character on that show, that's when my feelings get hurt.

[rhineposting]

saw someone unironically saying "rhinedottir fed nigredo to durin to make nigredo grow better and stronger because durin's stomach is actually nurturing like hummus 😊😊😊" god if you're up there can you revoke this person's rights to speak about rhinedottir, or any morally questionable girlboss for that matter. if you can't accept that a lady had her son swallow her other son whole then just move onto characters who are actually nice instead of rewriting the actually not so good characters to fit your imaginary narrative better.

[the-magpie-archives]

The thing about blood is that once you've seen it you can never really get it out. It has a tendancy to linger, to drip into those places impossible to reach, a slow unnoticeable movement breaking its stagnation. Even if you think you've got all of it, chances are you haven't. The smell lingers, a sickly sweet fuzzy smell tinged with iron that somehow sticks in the back of your throat.

Imagine how much blood there was when Jared Hopworth attacked the institute. We know the boneturner is capable of removing bones with no blood at all but why would he when what he wants to cause is fear? He says that they undid the institute staff for parts, so I'd say they took a hell of a lot more than bones.

That's not to mention Melanie's attack with the knife, God knows how much blood Jared and his "perfect" friends had in their eldritch bodies, but if that knife hurt I'm willing to bet that blood was spilled. A lot of blood.

There's something uncanny about a place where something that awful's happened. Something in the foundations of the place. In a place with a history as messy as the institute I'm sure there was always something on the air, but that amount of bloodshed never really fades.

Even if you can't see or smell it I think there's something in the soul that knows it. Growing up there was a small park near where I lived, I always knew of it, walked past it, but never once had any desire to go near it. I don't know if I avoided it, but I never wanted to go into it. I found out a few years back that a girl died there. I won't go into detail but it was the kind of death that leaves that mark, and when I did eventually end up in that park the weight in the air was palpable.

I wonder if Jon could feel that sense of something when he came back to the institute after his coma. Does otherworldly sight stretch into the realms of the metaphysical? Could he see the residual fear of an entity so different to his own lingering in dark corners and clinging to his coworkers? Or could he simply sense it, that slight wrongness that would be so easy to attribute to being away for so long.

Jon didn't get a warm welcome, and perhaps he returned to a place that didn't even feel like the prison it'd been before. There's a comfort in the horrors we face daily, and even positive changes can make it feel even worse than it did before. The behaviour of his friends changed so much, and somehow so did the behaviour of his workplace.

It begs the question, is it better to know or to be oblivious? To be blind or to seek knowledge relentlessly? That feeling, that slight instinct that something happened here, there's something to know; how could one bear that after six months of knowing nothing real at all? Jon didn't know about the attack, and him knowing didn't help, but did he feel it? Was it there in that sea of knowledge the whole time but he couldn't bring himself to reach out and grasp it?

Because the thing with blood is that it lingers, and once you smell it, it never really goes away.

[innielove]

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[kyouka-supremacy]

Mmmhh...

[theheroand]

I feel bad blocking my friend on this blog. but she can't see this anymore.

[prismatica-the-strange]

Nope, I'm still crying

[wachi-delectrico]

Gonna get spicy for a second and say that everyone loves spewing hate about narcissistic (NPD) parents and how awful parents with personality disorders are, but if someone were to make a post with the exact same cadence about ADHD parents they'd get shot in public at first sight

[izzy-b-hands]

My doctor messaging me at 12:30 in the morning to tell me she wants to do a telehealth visit abt the side effects I'm having with my new Lamotrigine dose (including worse insomnia than my usual insomnia, as u may have guessed lmao) is. something.

[sysig]

It clearly wasn’t important to you (Patreon)

[keptthepieces]

just another diary entry obvs