#Almost killed myself

[cedarin]

First time using sfm!! Hardest part? Exporting it and finding the file :D

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[chawsthetransfemdino]

Hey. Just wanted to come out and say something. If you EVER, and I mean EVER, need any kind of mental or emotional help, I will be here for you. I don't care if we are best friends or sworn rivals, I will still be here for you. Nobody deserves to be alone, so just please reach out. I will always answer and help you as soon as possible, you just need to reach out if you ever need any kind of help

[natsuterubrainrot]

haven’t been on here for a couple of days srry!! I don’t yhink I’ve posted for like weeks tho ermm… anyways art I did for my friends bday :33 phos from hnk and rei fro nge if they swapped outfits!!!! Yayayay

[chocolateflavoredjest]

I think about this every day. i HATE Deviantart.

[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

Like the majority of society I’m obsessed with Nimona

And I rewatched it a million times and one thing always sticks out to me 

There are moments when Ambrosius is surrounded by light like a little protective bubble 

That keeps him away from the man he loves more than anything 

[castielsprostate]

the confession scene but it starts with castiel saying, "i'm out of minutes, dean,"

[llegato]

a redraw of something from 2020

the original version + the 2022 version

[fishareglorious]

Jessica is on the chat, she's just too busy asking Blonney what 'gay' means.

[boxfullaturtles]

i know @rottmnt-residuum makes their own glorious memes. but i got timed out of Splatfest and my pizza isn't here yet. what else am i supposed to do with my time?

[3liza]

????

[uncanny-tranny]

Every time you think, "Oh, I don't have [x condition], I'm basically cured!" that is the devil talking. You aren't cured, you are likely going through periods of your symptoms waning. Don't cease whatever you're doing to help yourself, like medication, for instance, because it's likely you still have the conditions or symptoms, even if you aren't noticing them as frequently or severely.

[mourn-and-watch]

the way cole makes varric conflicted is so delicious i think. most of the characters are uncomfortable around him because they're genuinely terrified of demons and the fade and magic in general but varric is a completely different case. the thing is, he doesn't see cole as a demon at all because he doesn't want to.

he acts like he doesn't care about this stuff. that's a little weird kiddo around here and he wants to befriend him. teach him something even. why not. that's a little guy who's a little too good with knives and can't pick up a single social clue at the same time.

but there it is. the "he could have been a person" line if cole is made more spirit. varric is so upset about it because it's not like he saw cole as, well, a spirit who got a little too human. for varric, he was a human first, a weird kid second. the spirit part didn't even come into consideration because. well. it would make him question things. you know where it goes.

every time he starts bitching about anders he brings up justice. justice drove him mad. justice took over him. justice this, justice that. justice is a scapegoat because the thought that someone varric was friends with was actually willing to blow up the chantry and it wasn't just some evil demon's wish is a very unsettling one. varric's friends may be crazy but they're cool and make no irreversible life decisions of that extent, don't they? blondie turned out this way because he let a demon possess him and make him do terrible things. completely out of the blue.

it's either varric's ex-friend has never been driven crazy by some inherently evil entity and there was a whole other person around him all along and that anger he used to mock was coming from the same place as compassion's urge to become a killer or that little weird but kind kid he started to care about has never been and will never be a real kid. he can't have both. a bitter pill to swallow for someone who has never picked a side in his life

[soulless-bex]

was listening to music while driving, as one does, when my brain, the silly little thing goes:

wouldn’t it be funny if dick grayson killed the joker (who stays dead because he deserves to be) for killing jason and goes through a whole breakdown over whether or not jason would approve of what he did, ultimately deciding that no, jason the happy robin would not be happy with his big brother, no matter how strained their relationship may have been before his death, killing a man out of revenge

cue jason as red hood, pre identify reveal, asking nightwing about what happened to the joker (because of course bruce had it covered up, because in his twisted little mind, a vigilante permanently taking out the mass murderer who is singlehandedly the number one cause of death in gotham would break the gothamites’ trust in them). nightwing admits, because since the joker is dead jason doesn’t have a reason to push the dramatics as much, he’s just fucking with the bats and keeping crime alley safe, and jason has his turn at a breakdown because he just found out someone actually avenged him

emotional reunion. everyone is happy. the end.

[definitelynotshouting]

somewhere in the hunger au metaverse grian just woke up in a cold sweat as the capricious god in charge of his misery had their hand carefully pried off the crossbow trigger mechanism

[chaosroid]

I cannot stop thinking about the new evil Durgeheart ending, it is so devastating. Girl had complete faith in you all the way to the end but they were doomed by the narrative. i am so unwell.

Like it captures the core essence of redemption!Durgeheart so agonizingly well. Their bond is about saving each other. Shadowheart's arc mirrors Durge's in a way that makes her line here all the more gut wrenching. Both of them pawns to a god, groomed to become something monstrous. But while you were able to save Shadowheart from Shar, Bhaal's influence ran too deep for Durge.

The tragedy here isn't that they didn't love each other. The love was there. It wasn't enough.

[tiddygame]

do you think that when mary read the paper celebrating that arthur was likely dead that she combed new hanover, desperately trying to find a gang member who could tell her that it was a lie and arthur was fine

do you think she ran around saint denis, intentionally putting herself in danger to try to find a lead. that she saw charles and recognized him from the papers as one of the gang and despite being scared, asked him about arthur and pressed when he refused to answer

do you think she had to tell stories of their time together to prove she was who she said. and that she couldn’t take it when charles offered to show her where he’d been buried.

do you think they sat on that mountain and talked about arthur like he was there, both reminiscing on the love of their life, no jealousy to be had, just solace in being able to grieve with someone who understood.

do you think they kept in touch, an odd friendship formed over the shared love of a dead man.

because i do. i think that for as long as they could, they sent letters back and forth, making sure someone was always there maintaining the area around the grave marker and ensuring that there was always something there. be it a bouquet of flowers that arthur would have said he wasn’t a good enough man for or one of those cigarette cards that he swore he only collected for the money (even though he never turned in the completed sets).

i think they would work together to make sure that the last remaining piece of the best man they’d ever met never went forgotten

(i think mary moved to live closer to the grave, put as much love she had left in each petal of each flower on each bouquet. a belated way of apologizing to him that would never be enough)