#and theyre HEALING and SAFE

[silverislander]

happy elliedina week 2023 :) jj gets himself into trouble and his moms get him out again. ellie has Feelings about it. just "having a son" things ✌

[wheretheresawyll]

*Wyll/Astarion*

*Wyll/Astarion but it's about Astarion's trauma and Astarion's healing and Astarion's fairytale romance and Astarion being treated right and Wyll is barely acknowledged in the slightest despite being literally half of the pairing*

[nomstellations]

A bunch of fairies healing a sick pred from within?

The Enigmawood was a sprawling forest filled with magic, mystery, and all manner of strange and unknown creatures. People rarely ventured to it, as those who wandered too deep never returned, and most settlements didn't put themselves too close to it out of superstition and fear.

Arice was currently regretting her decision to live right at its borders, with the closest town a few hours away. Much to her dismay, even the most cautious of witches get sick every once in a while!

She could easily whip up medicine for herself, but her illness sapped the strength from her body and left her unwilling to move. She laid in bed feeling feverish, drained, and too uncomfortable to sleep...maybe her pride had gotten the better of her in choosing to live here, but the benefits usually outweighed the drawbacks. Unable to continue her research in this state, she opted to stay put and conserve her energy until she could get up and mix medicine for herself. If only a breeze would blow through her window, it'd offer some relief from the heat she felt...

"Arice~!"

"Miss Silverwood?"

"Lady Ariceeee! We're here to play!"

What blew through was not a breeze, but a dusting of fairies. She knew them all- they were the first beings she befriended after moving here, and it turned out that the fairy population of the Enigmawood was largely friendly. They enjoyed hearing tales of the world outside, and they helped her find useful herbs in return for the time she spent with them. But today the witch was in no condition to entertain them as they fluttered in, all crowding around her face. She groaned quietly, not even opening her eyes to look at them.

"Miss...? You're all red like a ripe berry!" A fairy chirped, moving to touch her face and quickly drawing away from how warm it was. "Farro..." She mumbled, gently brushing the fairy away. "I can't play today, I'm sorry...I've gotten sick. I don't have the strength to..." Their normally bright glow dimmed, and they turned to the others for help.

"Sick...that's bad, right?" "Duh, Bellflower! This happens to humans a lot! They can die if they don't get better!" Tiny gasps fill the air. "H-how can we help! Do the Grandfae know anything about humans...?" The fairies tittered among themselves. Arice found the gesture sweet, but it was just a nasty cold. She wouldn't die, but it's not like she could bother to explain...the fairy dust that drifted from their wings felt nice and cool on her skin, so she wasn't about to complain.

"Hey, why don't we use magic? We can make it go away, I'm sure!" Farrow exclaimed, their glow brightening up. "We're so small, though...how's that going to change anything?" There was a few moments of silence before Arice could faintly pick out some tiny whispers. They were too small to really make out, but one of them finally spoke up and got her attention. "Lady Arice! We're going to use some magic on you, okay? Don't panic, it'll be safe!"

"Freak out...?"

Her questioning provided Farro with the perfect opportunity to leap into her mouth! Arice's eyes snapped open all of a sudden, shocked by the fairy's quick movement. Too stunned to spit them out, they wriggled to the back of her throat, triggering her body's response to swallow. Farro easily slid down her gullet, with a cooling sensation making their descent felt. "Wh- what are you all doing...?" It was enough to shock her hazy mind, but it was too late for her to try and spit them out now. "My turn~ Think of this as a favor, miss!"

Bellflower was next, wriggling in with a bit of effort. She had a more sweet flavor compared to Farro, but...was she really considering the flavor of her fairy friends? She was too weak to really resist being fed like this, so it didn't take long for the next one to be sent down with a thick gulp. That left Thistle, the largest of the group, almost shyly rubbing their arm. "I think Farro's idea was kind of dumb...but we do want to help you. We'll be alright, so don't worry."

They waited patiently, waiting for Arice to open her mouth, and after a few moments she did. The fairies in her stomach seemed to be doing something, as a cool and almost tingly sensation spread through her body. Maybe this was the magic they planned on using? Whatever it was, it was chasing away her fever...so she felt she could trust this plan of theirs. Allowing Thistle to crawl inside, they were a lot more careful than the others with feeding themselves to her. They waited until she was ready, letting her take a few swallows to work them down her throat.

Arice felt full. Looking down, she could see a faint glow coming from her stomach. The magic only grew stronger as the last fairy filled her stomach, making her finally feel relaxed and comfortable. She didn't need to worry about eating for now, either...she swore she could hear one of their voices asking for her, but now with a full belly her fatigue was hitting her full force. She'll have to thank them properly...after this long-awaited nap.

[fagsex]

havent vented about how bad the hurricanes fucked up my family, the few outside of my siblings of people in this world i actually give a damn about because i figured i vent about plenty already but there is little more sickening to me than pretending so many deserved to die because of what strangers believe. you rant about your racist uncles and grandparents every thanksgiving, christmas, holiday, even joke about them. they are in your lives all the same. do you deserve to have your life, your entire life, past, present, and future, destroyed because your weird boss voted trump? then what about my family? our families? my family has voted blue, but would it matter? even if they voted red as blood, would they not have children? even then, neighbors? even then, strangers? none of it fucking matters, how they hell could it.

my close family, parents and siblings, are lucky enough to live elsewhere, but where we were raised and made our homes are histories are not. i never had a childhood home because hurricanes have destroyed every where we have tried. because we couldnt afford any better. same with most people. should we fucking die because of it? should the homeless die because of it? because of some snowbirds? i thought you didnt like 'boomers' controlling your lives, or thinking and acting like they do. so how come you let them control ours?

[laulo821]

me? able to draw charok in her teens wihtout it being vent? is this ... healing ?

inspired by this song

[typicallyexceptional]

Choosing to parent differently than you were parented really opens up a lot of emotions and thoughts. It's healing. But it's intense. (Particularly so when you jump straight into parenting a teenager with fairly similar trauma and diagnoses to yours instead of starting from scratch with your own baby.)

They really meant it when they said parenting your child can also be like reparenting yourself.

[boiled-dennis]

dennis finally sorta acknowledges his attraction to men and starts a relationship with this random guy using a Dennis’ Relationship Standards Checklist he created that the guy has to sign. his bpd makes him deeply attached + really vulnerable way too soon without realising it, and he starts talking about himself, but the guy is really weird and says stuff in response like “y’know, i always had an interest in psychopaths.” dennis feels uneasy about it way too late and the guy ends up ghosting him because he isnt living up to the expectations he had of being with A Crazy Person (the whole situation backed dennis into a corner and really changed his demeanour), and a month later the guy is at paddy’s and dennis yells at him to fuck off, but then dee shows up and is like “why are you yelling at my boyfriend??” fully aware that dennis had a relationship with him, but not knowing any details

[dbssh]

thinkibg about something david said abt genji yesterday and like im gonna throw up. oh genji.

[lordiavolo]

it just honestly makes me want to cry im getting ghost notes i know someones stalking me abusers always fucking win its not fucking fair i hate it

[800-dick-pics]

Hey as an herbalist I want to clarify that this goes for most citrus essential oils actually and that it is the concentration of essential oil that is the issue! Fresh or dried citrus is ok to use in topical and internal products because during the essential oil making process all of the volatile oils are concentrated down to a very tiny amount. Think pounds of plant material to get maybe 0.5oz to 1.5 oz of undiluted essential oils. Fresh or dried does not have the same amount of volatile herbs which makes its safe to use. There are some people who also get increased photosensitivity from ingesting citrus based extracts (essential oils, body oils, tinctures, glycerine extracts).

PSA: Don’t put fucking bergamot on your skin or in your soap.

I’ve been seeing a lot of this shit lately.

Apparently bergamot is getting popular. I figure now’s a good time to address the issue.

Bergamot is a citrus fruit that smells amazing, so a lot of people like to make essential oils out of it and put it in candles and stuff.

However, this should NEVER go on your skin. It has the same effects as Giant Hogweed (& some other wild carrots like Queen Anne’s Lace) and will give you nasty rashes and chemically hyper-boosted sunburns by making skin highly reactive to sunlight.

Remember this?

I personally have had friends who were seriously hurt by putting bergamot essential oils on their skin. It sucks.

In case you don’t want to look it up yourself:

Don’t use or make bergamot soap. Don’t use or make bergamot lotion. Don’t use or make bergamot anything that goes on your skin.

Just don’t put bergamot on your skin.

Stay safe beautiful! <3 And please signal boost this!

[thetwilitebone]

I'm in like a new fandom and the amount of people in the tag crying over dark content being written,, have u never been on the internet? Or this website in general? Block and move on bestie no one is holding a gun to ur head making u read the incest fic.

[void-thegod]

it is always about moving attention away from what matters most:

ignorant and privileged segments of the population holding humanity back.

we could be living in Star Trek

when you know that the word woke is aave and refers to someone who's informed about systemic antiblack racism all those conservative rants about "the woke mob" are that much more transparent. whether or not they know what it actually means, the effect of misusing it in the way they do is the same. most people will end up thinking it just means "the radical left" or some other nebulous and vague anti-conservative movement, and whatever topic du jour is considered "woke" ends up completely sweeping any discussions about the antiblack systems that the us is built upon under the rug

[website-com]

omg i have polls now, i didnt know, ok.

i have a comp post drafted with atypical body modification that includes a modification where you intentionally scar the skin (both the ongoing practices and new-age ones) and i wanna gage the vibe on if i should post that, details in tags so i dont clog the dash further lol

[creepslayer7]

New Twin?

ok so we know Bruce got lost in the time stream right?

And Tim saved him bla bla bla...

Ok so I'm reading a fanfic rn and it's giving me an idea for a dpxdc crossover.

Its 'TWINcognito mode' by nerdpoe

Ok so I'm thinking it's not safe for Danny in his world so clockwork pulls some strings and sets everything up for Danny to be Tim's non identical twin (theyre similar enough to pass) and he just appears in wayne manor right after Bruce gets out of the time stream.

Like I'm talking he has a room that's 'been lived in for years', he has memories of them and growing up with tim, he's acting like nothings new ect.

So he's all like "dad your back!" And they're all looking between tim and his double like "tim??? NOT tim????" And they come to the conclusion that Bruce fucked with the time stream and he spawned in.

They all feel guilty that they 'forgot' him even though they never knew him. Especially Tim, he would feel so bad if there was someone that went through what he did with their parents neglect and they only had each other, but Tim doesn't remember who this is.

He could be fully aware and is pretending so he's safe OR clockwork thought this would be for the best so he altered Danny's memories so he genuinely believes he's Tim's twin.

For the second option I like the ideas that he doesn't remember anything/he doesn't have access to his ghost half (either he has to heal from something his parents did or he can't handle the full power that comes with being ghost king) and he won't unlock his memories/powers till he dies again.

Which if he genuinely believed they were his family, and then they tell him he wasn't real a few days ago, that would probably fuck with his mind.

[www-pinkhearse]

Ik a lot of ppl talk about how Nimona is Ballister’s daughter and I’m sure that’s probably something from the comics which I haven’t read but as an aromantic their dynamic as strong friends healed my heart. They’re each others safe space they care for each other so deeply. They constantly constantly trust each other in the worse situation they always always have each other’s back.

This moment fucking HIT ME. They’re home they’re safe they’re with each other the home is where the heart is because THEY’RE TOGETHER. Like I don’t think you understand as someone who’s most “intimate” (as a broad term) where never romantic and always platonic HOW MUCH THE REPRESENTATION OF A STRONG HEALTHY PLATONIC RELATIONSHIPS IS SOMETHING SO REVOLUTIONARY TO ME

The more it goes on the less he sees her as just a kid or a little girl that’s his best friend his side kick and she’ll always have his back fuck!!!!!!! HE JUMPS OF A BALCONY BECAUSE HE KNOWS SHELL CATCH HIM. THEY TELL EACH OTHER HOW THEY FEEL THEYRE EACH OTHERS MOST TRUSTED PERSON.

HE SAVES HER

AND SHE SAVES HIM. She looks at HIM before doing what she does because SHE WANTS HIM TO BE HAPPY. AS MUCH AS HE DOES FOR HER.

THE LOOK OF PURE JOY WJEN HE SEES HER. THE USE OF A FRAME THATS USUALLY USED IN A ROMANTIC CONTEXT REFRAMED AS A FRIEND HAPPY TO SEE HIS FRIEND SAFE AND SOUND. THE WAY HE INCORPORATES WHAT SHE THOUGHT HIM INTO HIS LIFE

WHAT MORE CANI SAY. I genuinely have no way to put into words the way THIS MOVIE HIT ME HARD. Even the relationship between Ballister and Ambriosius broke the idea of strictly romantic or platonic relationships in a way I can’t explain. God this movie is amazing please please watch it

Essentially

[incorrectbatfam]

Do the batfamily members ever get too into their undercover work? (Undercover in an office and theyre worried about spreadsheets, working in a warehouse and coming home complaining about missing parts)

Bruce: Status updates on your undercover missions. Dick, you first. What have you got down at the docks?

Dick: I haven't confirmed the Killer Croc sightings yet, but more importantly, our catch hasn't been measuring up to last year's. Tuna we're doing okay on, but the salmon population seems to be on the low end. I've contacted the Department of Wildlife and Fisheries but it'll be another 3-5 business days before they can come down and check it out.

Bruce: At least you're doing something to help. Jason?

Jason: Class was okay. I think the kids are warming up to me as their substitute while Mrs. Maloney is out on maternity leave. The average on the last vocabulary quiz was 83.53% so either I'm doing my job right or they need to be challenged. I'm worried about Tristan Lancy, though. He's normally a good student but his grades have been dropping recently and his parents don't seem like safe people to tell. I'll talk to him tomorrow and try to pair him up with a peer tutor if he needs it.

Bruce: Also see if he has any alternate contacts besides his parents. Tim, any updates at the chemical plant?

Tim: If by updates you mean OSHA violations, I could go on all week. We got a batch of new recruits today and they were just thrown into the work—no PPE, no safety training, nothing. This is what happens when you place production over employee well-being. I'm gonna file a complaint after this meeting. Also, I think the union will have something to say about the manager cutting people's lunch breaks short.

Bruce: I see. Damian? Please tell me you found something volunteering at the zoo.

Damian: Depends on how you define "found." While I have not obtained evidence of a mutant larvae black market, I did help some of the animals at the sanctuary make progress with their recovery. Bobo the monkey is healing from his broken arms and we're gradually getting him re-acclimated to climbing higher surfaces. Suzie the black bear was born a little prematurely but seems to be catching up to her peers in terms of growth. Lastly, we got a grant for additional wildcat research and enrichment. As an aside, we are having an educational seminar on European mountain goats this Friday at 3:30 and I expect all of you to be there.

Bruce: I'll put that on our calendars. Steph?

Steph: It's not really undercover work for me, just work. Anyway, yes the newest Batburger location is being used for money laundering. But I really need to vent about the customers for a sec. We don't open until 10 and at 9:30 this morning some moron was banging on our door demanding Jokerized cheese fries. Then right in the middle of the lunch rush, Janie got sick so I had to fill in as the cashier and it was hell. After that, I had to step in between a fight at the drive-thru because the customer claimed we only gave him nine pieces of his ten-piece Robin nuggets and tried to beat up the kid who took his order. And to top it all off, an entire high school hockey team came in five minutes before closing.

Bruce: Cass?

Cass, blowing balloons: Can't talk. Arranging bat mitzvah.

Bruce: Duke, you're my last hope.

Duke: Margie's bringing a peanut butter chocolate cake to the bake sale. I swiped her recipe and we can easily beat her. Her ganache is way too watery and just runs off the top of the cake, which isn't even leveled. She's also trying to do something with a raspberry filling that isn't working at all. It's like she couldn't decide on what to bring. The bake sale committee also asked if we can bring some apple pies because the original baker has to go out of town for a family emergency. I think we'll win if we bring them with some ice cream and a touch of caramel, even though this isn't a contest.

Bruce: Thank you. At least our most critical case has been taken care of.

Barbara: ...I'll save my book launch for later.