#anxiety attack yay

[unclefungusthegoat]

It's now literally exactly an hour before my interview, and of course the other job I interviewed for has just emailed me to tell me it's a no. Sure, why not universe, let's throw some more fuel on that 'this is going to go so fucking badly and I'm just going to be unemployed' fire

[pixlokita]

A very glazed page 39

Previous - next - first

[outofcontextdanandphil]

All men do is lie

[5t4r5and5uch01]

Part 4! (Final!)

THIS IS PART 4! And final part! Woo!

This took WAY longer than it should. I’m SO sorry Sleep (@nosleep83) TmT

But here it is! With a silly lil ending lol

I apologize that this came out a bit messy and sketchy. It would be impossible for me to finish it if it wasn’t- blah

Anyways! Tysm for reading! :D

Previous parts:

Part 1: (Masterpost)

Part 2:

Part 3:

[mantarobin]

do you yield?

[ursachaotic]

Since my first bit of writing went okay, I'm gonna post that thing I wrote up a few days ago! After escaping from the Theraprism and during a moment of reprieve, my sona has a panic attack and Bill begrudgingly helps him deal with it lol 😬

TW for anxiety and panic attacks!

The first thing Bill noticed was that the footsteps of that stupid human had stopped. Next, he heard humming – an almost panicked noise, coming in short spurts. Raising his brow, the floating triangle turned with a glare.

"What ARE you doing, kid?" he said with a scowl in his voice. His beady eye scanned the lanky human.

Mason had stopped in the middle of the pathway. They were alone, so it was fine, but the kid was impulsively rubbing at his brow, eyes pinched shut. Humming. Acting strange.

"Don't… worry 'bout it," he said in a strained voice, putting his hands against his face. His entire body was tensed. Something was wrong.

The triangle groaned, immediately floating over.

"No! You're doing something!" He snapped, motioning wildly at him, "What the hell is wrong with you?!"

Mason growled, throwing his hands out in front of him. "Dude, shut up!! I'm having a panic attack!"

Bill blinked. He narrowed his eye again.

"A what?"

"Oh, Mr. I-See-And-Know-Everything – you don't know what a damn panic attack is? Clearly you don't know everything, do you!" Mason grumbled, but then he paused, realizing what he had said. His shoulders dropped, "I... Sorry. Basically, my brain is… stupid--"

Bill huffed, "Yup! Knew that already! Been inside your head, kid!"

"Oh, shut up, man," he snapped back. Letting go of a big sigh and composing himself, he continued, "Sometimes my mind just gets overwhelmed for no reason and it gets really bad and I kind of… shut down and start like shaking a-and I can't breathe and I just gotta…"

He took a deep breath and dropped his shoulders on the exhale. His hands were shaking. Looking down at the earth for a moment, he narrowed his eyes and then made the decision to sit down on the ground. They weren't getting anywhere important with him having a damn panic attack.

"I just… gotta wait for it to stop."

As he said this, he put his head into his hands again. He remained quiet, breathing in… then out. In. Then out.

The one-eyed triangle stared incredulously. He floated down in front of the kid.

"What – do all of you meatsacks do this?" He raised a brow.

"N-No, just some of us. Lucky, I guess," Mason replied, still breathing deeply and counting under his breath.

Bill continued to stare. He then narrowed his eye a bit.

"Would one of those… y'know," he reached out his arms, making a grabby hands motion.

Mason said nothing for a moment, staring up at his hands and the potential offer. "I-I guess? It's worth a shot?"

He extended out his arms and Bill, with a bit of hesitancy, flew into said arms. Mason wrapped his arms around him and kept quiet, still breathing and still counting.

"You're really warm," he said.

"What'd you expect? Me to be cold like an ice cube?"

"It would fit with the personality."

They remained quiet for a moment, Bill looking eager to escape his grasp while Mason's shoulders lowered a little bit more. Hands not shaking nearly as much. Better.

"Just so you know, this is NEVER happening again," Bill said in a stale, unenthused voice.

Mason hugged Bill a little tighter, "Cool, I'm savoring this moment, then. Thanks, Billy."

[lilicohirukoma]

okay yeag im starting to feel dad's death anniversary anxiety coming on ill be normal in mid october again

[lottieurl]

got good grades at blood test

[snixx]

actually so glad I learnt morse because now I have a stimming outlet that is NOT subconsciously singing in class and throughout the breaks all day lmfao

[capt-sievert]

Man it is NOT the time for the shakies I just wanna sleep

[airanke]

Thinking of Dabiteth wedding is always so???? Strange because on the one hand they would have a traditional wedding, BUT ON THE OTHER HAND DABI IS A REBEL, AND ABITETH IS HALF GERMAN. So I'm like???? What kind of wedding would you guys have??? What kind of weddings do German's have??? Are there any traditions for me to look into there (I like to research things)???

And Abiteth already wouldn't wear a traditional wedding dress by Western Standards anyway. And I don't see Dabi wearing a suit color by traditional standards either... gosh imagine her in a blue dress and him in a pink suit... and then the bridesmaids in pink/red/maroon and the groomsman in light blue/blue/navy.... aaaa many many thoughts...

And the flowers and decorations too!!!! But also KIMONOS..... I will have to do more research and see what Dabi/Abiteth tell me about that haha.

[noys-boise]

hahahahahah this is like a MAJOR major exam I'm about to have and i didn't really stufy

[alex-guerin]

🎶It's 3 a.m. I must be panicky!🎶

[arataka-reigen]

I was so normal abt therapy today

[foxgloveinspace]

Nothing like reading a fic about a character with chronic leg pain when the pain in your legs has been the worst it’s ever been the last couple days🫠

[nelliecom3t]

Just to clarify, I wear black when I’m having a depressive episode so when I’m sobbing uncontrollably in my school’s hallway or am having a panic attack I draw less attention than when I wear my neon blue jacket.

I just feel a lot less stupid when my mental breakdowns line up with my wardrobe’s aesthetic.