#I use dark humor to cope
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tightjeansjavi · 7 months ago
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I have unlocked a fucking treasure chest for more dark humor jokes I can make
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nowimhaunted · 3 months ago
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Midnight coming back from the grave for selfie night tonight
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naviculariis · 6 months ago
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Ah shit aight okay I do PSAs like this like, 3 times a year so here's the first one:
Father's Day is this Sunday, it's a painful day for me, I avoid it like the plague & have the tag blocked. Please don't send my muses anything to do with it. Don't bring it up to me. If you're feeling extra nosey, I'll explain why below.
Tw: parental death
Tldr: my dad dead lmao
The long version: my dad passed in a combo of a widow maker heart attack + car accident simultaneously, I have a lot of trauma regarding car accidents bc I saw the remnants of his truck across the highway on the way to the hospital, it was literally 6 days before Christmas.
+ the other father figure I had also died, and post death I found out the most awful shit about him so I can't even think of him in a positive light & I still can't bring myself to write or talk about what I was told because it's. Yeah.
So basically, dad's day??? No.
December 19th??? No.
Chrimmus??? Also no.
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lucem-stellarum · 7 months ago
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So you know how you can feel the hyper fixation slipping and it sucks but there's nothing you can do about it but mentally grip tighter to the shreds, even as they dissapate like mist in your metaphorical hands?
You know how things in your life start to go wrong, and you know you have to prioritize the important things before the fun things even though it sucks but leaving [financial/family/mental/medical] unaddressed would be worse?
You know how, when you stop interacting with people and you want to start talking to them again, but it's been an awkward amount of time so you feel weird reaching out because it's been so long without communication and what if they don't want to talk to me anymore?
You know how you have these plans of things you were going to do, planned on doing, and then something falls through and the ever looming guilt means you can't even bear to look at something you used to be excited about? And you can tell yourself that fan art/fic/theories/etc isn't the rent yoy pay as price of admission but it still doesn't help?
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Yeah, me neither
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stedebonnit · 1 year ago
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shy-forceghost · 1 year ago
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Other people rating Uber drivers: "Nice driver, was on time and drove safely. 4/5 ⭐"
Me (a woman living in Mexico): "He had a good playlist and didn't try to kidnap me. 5/5 ⭐"
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maybehesitate · 2 years ago
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when your partner has gone dormant so you’ve gotten your little corner and sat down to wait for their return like a lost child in a Walmart
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mocktortis · 3 months ago
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fair warning, gonna talk about suicidal ideation a bit. pretty lighthearted but tread careful if that upsets you.
anyway, i was talking to that one friend i can talk to about anything, and I said something like "i'm not really suicidal anymore, but it's still just kind of a reflex whenever something goes wrong to think to myself 'I'm gonna kill myself'". And my friend burst out laughing and said, "that's just a reflex for you?"
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meditating-dog-lover · 4 months ago
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Oh no
The 23rd anniversary of 9/11 is in 2 weeks and I can smell all the edgelord memes and shitposting people on this site are going to reblog from a mile away.
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tightjeansjavi · 12 days ago
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tw I literally almost just died…lol
so, I’m driving to the library, as one does because I wanted to renew normal people because I’ve been rereading it :)
it’s my turn to go and I’m making a left into the parking lot. I have a green arrow :)
this car, I shit you not, is coming at me going at least 60 miles an hour :)
I am this close to being t-boned :)
My life literally flashed before my eyes :)
I park my car :)
I go inside the library :)
“Can I renew this?” :)
“Sure! Let me just—oh, I’m so sorry…” :(
“…”
“Someone has placed this on hold”
fighting back tears with a smile :) “oh, that’s okay!”
I almost died for nothing :)
can I indirectly blame this on Paul Mescal
I’m joking :) I just :)
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theundeadgospel · 5 months ago
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yeefuckinghaw.
not dove almost actually going to the hospital because my heart has been god awwwwWWWWWFUUUUUL lately and this time it was like this excruciatingly sharp pain even just breathing a bitch was about to see jesus for real
god said no you’re not allowed to breathe anymore unless you want to feel like you’re getting punctured by fifty needles I cast no air
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notfeelingthyaster · 5 months ago
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i know this is a very sad very important scene but i can't I CAN'T stop noticing the way lestat's head moves like a dog, IN EVERY SINGLE FRAME, i love him someone give him pats
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INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE S02E08 - "AND THAT'S THE END OF IT. THERE'S NOTHING ELSE"
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flwrkid14 · 1 month ago
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Tim Drake’s Coworkers (ft. The Fenton Family)
It’s not that Tim doesn’t like the Batfamily. He tolerates them just fine. Damian is great for sparring (if you like sparring with a tiny murder machine), and Jason’s brand of dark humor isn’t too bad once you get used to it. Dick’s a bit too much sometimes, but overall? Fine. Totally fine.
But the thing is… they’re just his coworkers.
And it never really clicks for the Bats until Danny Phantom joins the Justice League and everything starts unraveling.
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The revelation comes during a League meeting. They’re strategizing about some ghost-related chaos, and Danny floats into the Watchtower, bright and glowing.
“Oh, hey, Tim,” Danny greets casually, giving him a little wave.
Tim doesn’t even look up from his tablet. “Sup.”
Superman looks between them, confused. “…you two know each other?”
Danny grins. “yeah, he’s my brother.”
Dead silence.
“WHAT?!” Bruce’s bellow shakes the entire room.
Tim finally looks up, unfazed. “What? Did you think I just spawned into existence?”
“You have a brother?!” Clark sputters.
“Two siblings, actually,” Tim corrects, utterly nonchalant. “Danny’s the younger one. Jazz is the older one. She’s great. Super organized. Kept me alive in middle school.”
Bruce’s eye twitches. “Why—why am I only learning this now?”
Tim shrugs. “It didn’t seem relevant.”
“Relevant?” Diana repeats, incredulous. “You’re the brother of Danny Phantom and it’s not relevant?”
Danny, who’s been munching on some ectoplasm candy, jumps in: “Honestly, Tim’s always been kind of private about his personal life. We just figured it was his way of coping with the whole ‘raised-by-rich-neglectful-aunt’ thing.”
“Yeah, about that,” Tim interjects, glaring at Danny. “Thanks so much for dumping me with Aunt Janet, by the way.”
Danny shrugs sheepishly. “Mom and Dad panicked! They thought you’d get ghost-napped next!”
“Uh, correction: Aunt Janet left me to raise myself, so that plan was awesome.”
Bruce, trying to keep up, interrupts: “Hold on. Your parents left you with Janet Drake?”
“They didn’t know she sucked at raising kids,” Tim deadpans. “And to be fair, they did call. A lot. I just didn’t pick up.”
Jason, who has been cackling this entire time, leans forward. “Wait, wait, wait—so you’re telling me that the Replacement’s entire family is a bunch of ghost hunters?”
“Yup.” Danny pops the “p” with a grin.
“You’re kidding me,” Steph says, borderline hysterical.
Tim sighs, clearly over it. “Look, it’s not a big deal. Jazz keeps the parents in check, Danny handles the ghost stuff, and I… stay out of the way. It’s fine.”
“FINE?” Damian glares. “Drake, you’ve been fraternizing with ghost hunters while working with a vigilante group, and you think that’s fine?”
Tim raises an eyebrow. “Dami, chill. It’s not like it affects work. You’re my coworkers. They’re my family. Separate categories.”
Cue collective Batfamily malfunction.
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Later, Danny is chilling in the Batcave, feet kicked up on the Batcomputer, chatting with Alfred. The rest of the Bats are still spiraling.
“Tim, we’ve lived together for years!” Dick exclaims, sounding genuinely hurt. “How are we only your coworkers?”
“You’re not my family,” Tim explains, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world. “Danny and Jazz are my family. You guys are my teammates. It’s different.”
Jason throws his head back, laughing. “Oh my god, Replacement, you’re stone cold.”
“I’m not cold,” Tim argues. “I just don’t think we need to make it more complicated than it is. We work together. That’s enough.”
Meanwhile, Danny is wiping tears of laughter off his face. “Oh man. Jazz is gonna love this.”
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mime-rodeo · 11 months ago
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“asian moms” this “asian parents” that can we please normalize the idea of asian parents who actually show love and support to their children instead of abusing them? can we stop accepting abuse and control as “asian culture”?
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whyshedisappeared · 1 year ago
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