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[tarotbyjam24]

messages from your future spouse

Likes , reblogs and feedbacks are very much appreciated 💗

Masterlist \pick a cards

Disclaimer: This is general reading . It may or may not resonate . If reading doesn't resonate let it fly and choose another pile or simply there were no messages for you through this reading 😊 Take the reading lightly as nothing's set in stone until you believe so🕊️

Thankyou for stopping by let's dive in ☄️,shall we ? Choose the pile you feel most drawn to 🧸

Pile 1

Anyone who takes the time to be kind is beautiful .

Some people don't change no matter how hard you try.

But we can not simply sit and stare at our wonds forever .

You spread joy because you're joy that's what I admire most about you .

First love teaches us what love isn't .

It's better to feel the hurt of honesty then to live in a false comfort of lie .

The secret of life is to be obsessed with yourself and be kind to everyone around you.

Some days are just heavy .

Everything you lost will be replaced with something better.

Imagine being loved the way you love .

Pile 2

You haven't met the best version of yourself yet don't give up

when you choose yourself everything around you will choose you too

remember you can start again over and over as often as you need

people don't cry because they're weak it's because they've been strong for too long

the little things ? little moments ? they aren't little

perhaps we should learn to love ourselves so loudly , it silences our insecurities

I love seeing you happy

it happened so that you could grow

you will forever be my always

do it for your future self

Pile 3

You can't go back and change the beginning but you can start where you're and change the ending

expect nothing appreciate everything

you can also comit injustice by doing nothing

be patient. Sometimes you've to go through the worst to get best

how many time can the same thing break your heart ? As long as you love it

find joy in simple things life will always be fulfilling

In the end, I realized the hurt never turned to hate. No matter how much my emotions led me to feel so. I never stopped loving people. I stopped trusting them.

The art of observing and not absorbing

Not liking me is fine, but making up lies to destroy my character is weird.

Keep it private until you know it's permanent

Imagine being loved the way you love .

Pile 4

First love teaches us what love isn't .

Discipline is the strongest form of self love .

She's an old soul with young eyes, a vintage heart, and a beautiful mind

people talk about me behind my back and i just sit here like damn i got myself a fan club

It takes grace to remain kind in cruel situations .

Forgive yourself for the mask you wore when you didn't feel safe enough to be yourself

YOU DON'T NEED EVERYONE TO love you, JUST A FEW GOOD PEOPLE

may every hour in your soul be golden, may it be filled with endless magic .

Vibes to carry through out the week

You're not sensitive. You're not overreacting. If it hurts you, it hurts you. Don't let anyone invalidate your feelings. Ever

I hope you liked the reading . Thank you so much for letting me read for you . Wishing you best ahead . 🎀 Bless you and have a nice day 🫶🏻

Loads of love , jam\gem

Exchanges : open , collabs for paps : open

[ihaznoclue]

ik in your rules it says you don’t write for tails, but I was wondering if I could request platonic headcanons for being his, Sonic, and knuckles’ older sibling? Reader is the wachowski’s college age human daughter, just general headcanons of their relationship as siblings :) if you aren’t comfortable with that, no worries! Feel free to disregard :) ur writing is awesome btw!

Sorry but I don't write for tails, he's a cutie but I don't see myself writing for him

Also Thank you! :))

Pairings -> Sonic the Hedgehog, Knuckles the Echidna x Reader (Platonic)

Warnings -> None

Note -> Reader is a college age human who is the daughter of the Wachowski's, Reader is also the other sibling of Sonic and Knuckles

Genre -> Fluff

Sonic the Hedgehog

Every since Sonic came around, you knew that Sonic was harmless and that's he needed somewhere safe to be hidden

Tom aka your dad, didn't;t think this was a good idea but it turned out to be a good idea to actually keep sonic into the family, meaning that you and him were going to be sibling

But you were the older sibling of course

Sonic is well known for his teasing and he loves to tease you in a brotherly love way

He would also love to run around you when you're trying to do something

But he's just trying to get you attention

But since you are in college, the days of you hanging out with Sonic to be short

Sonic dearly missed you

You had to be in college for more than 5 months to study the thing that you want to study

But luckily during your holidays breaks you get to go see your family

Oh boy how sonic was happy to see you, he excitedly ran to you causing both your to fall

Laughing as you both hugged each other tightly

Knuckles the Echidna

Knuckles is quite stubborn

Every since Sonic gave him a second chance he became a little bit unaware of his action in the new family of his

But you gave him a reason to keep going and give the family a chance

But you would be a more closer family member to him rather than the other

You just get him and he gets you

Since you are maybe older than him, you have other duties of your

Like college

Ever since you went to go to college, Knuckles would be bored out of his mind not knowing what to do

Like he was 'grounded' on how Maddie says it

But he didn't know how long you were going to be gone for

It turn into days to weeks to months

Eventually you finally come back as he was so glad to see you again

immediately he gave you a bone crushing hug which caused you to squeal for help

tom and Maddie had to help you

-A<3

[glowettee]

hi there! im a fan of your page 💕

can you give me the best studying techniques?

hi angel!! @mythicalmarion tysm for asking about study techniques 🤍 i'm so excited to share my secret methods that helped me maintain perfect grades while still having a dreamy lifestyle + time for self-care!! and thank you for being a fan of my blog, it means everything to me. <3

~ ♡ my non-basic study secrets that actually work ♡ ~

(don't mind the number formatting)

the neural bridging technique this is literally my favorite discovery!! instead of traditional note-taking, i create what i call "neural bridges" between different subjects. for example, when studying both literature + history, i connect historical events with the literature written during that time. i use a special notebook divided into sections where each page has two columns - one for each subject. the connections help you understand both subjects deeper + create stronger memory patterns!!

here's how i do it:

example:

left column: historical event

right column: literary connection

middle: draw connecting lines + add small insights

bottom: write how they influenced each other

the shadow expert method this changed everything for me!! i pretend i'm going to be interviewed as an expert on the topic i'm studying. i create potential interview questions + prepare detailed answers. but here's the twist - i record myself answering these questions in three different ways:

basic explanation (like i'm talking to a friend)

detailed analysis (like i'm teaching a class)

complex discussion (like i'm at a conference)

this forces you to understand the topic from multiple angles + helps you explain concepts in different ways!!

the reverse engineering study system instead of starting with the basics, i begin with the most complex example i can find and work backwards to understand the fundamentals. for example, in calculus, i start with a complicated equation + break it down into smaller parts until i reach the basic concepts.

my process looks like:

find the hardest example in the textbook

list every concept needed to understand it

create a concept map working backwards

study each component separately

rebuild the complex example step by step

the sensory anchoring technique this is seriously game-changing!! i associate different types of information with specific sensory experiences:

theoretical concepts - study while standing

factual information - sitting at my desk

problem-solving - walking slowly

memorization - gentle swaying

review - lying down

your body literally creates muscle memory associated with different types of learning!!

the metacognition mapping strategy i created this method where i track my understanding using what i call "clarity scores":

level 1: can recognize it

level 2: can explain it simply

level 3: can teach it

level 4: can apply it to new situations

level 5: can connect it to other topics

i keep a spreadsheet tracking my clarity levels for each topic + focus my study time on moving everything to level 5!!

the information architecture method instead of linear notes, i create what i call "knowledge buildings":

foundation: basic principles

first floor: key concepts

second floor: applications

top floor: advanced ideas

roof: real-world connections

each "floor" must be solid before moving up + i review from top to bottom weekly!!

the cognitive stamina training this is my absolute secret weapon!! i use a special interval system based on brain wave patterns:

32 minutes of focused study

8 minutes of active recall

16 minutes of teaching the material to my plushies

4 minutes of complete rest

the specific timing helps maintain peak mental performance + prevents study fatigue!!

the synthesis spiral evolution this method literally transformed how i retain information:

create main concept spirals

add branch spirals for subtopics

connect related concepts with colored lines

review by tracing the spiral paths

add new connections each study session

your notes evolve into a beautiful web of knowledge that grows with your understanding!!

these methods might seem different from typical study advice, but they're based on how our brains actually process + store information!! i developed these through lots of research + personal experimentation, and they've helped me maintain perfect grades while still having time for self-care, hobbies + fun!!

sending you the biggest hug + all my good study vibes!! remember that effective studying is about working with your brain, not against it <3

p.s. if you try any of these methods, please let me know how they work for you!! i love hearing about your study journeys!!

xoxo, mindy 🤍

glowettee hotline is still open, drop your dilemmas before the next advice post 💌: https://bit.ly/glowetteehotline

[cocosparkel]

anything with hermes please

All For You

(Hermes x princess!reader)

Summary:You are the sole daughter to a king in ancient Greece. What will you do when Hermes gives you an irresistible offer ?

Warnings: none

Word count: 636

Story tags: fluff ______________________________________________________________

You sighed as you flung yourself on to your bed. Being a princess may seem like a perfect life to everyone, but all you wanted was a little freedom.

Being the youngest daughter of the king with 3 older brothers, you were heavily pampered, and looked after like you were still a baby.

While this was nice at times, there were instances where all you wanted was for your family to let you make your own choice.

Just a few minutes ago, you had walked in on your father and your eldest brother planning on marrying you off to some prince. You had argued with them, and your father sent you to your room and forbade you to leave.

Honestly, all you wanted is to travel the world, explore the places your brothers and father had told you about. You wanted to sail through uncharted waters, and discover new places. But, being a woman seemed to be the problem here.

“Why so sad, darling ?” A mischievous voice said, and you looked up to find Hermes.

You scrambled out of your bed, “Hermes ?”He grinned, his wings fluttering as he floated to her.

“Do you know anyone else as handsome as me ?”

Laughing, you shake your head. “I thought you wouldn't be able to visit today ?”

Hermes was one of your best kept secrets. You had met him almost 2 years ago, by accident, and after that, you kept seeing him everywhere. It wasn't too long before your tentative friendship turned into something more.

“Can you blame me for wanting a break from my extremely tedious job ?" He said.

You rolled your eyes at that, but smiled nevertheless. “No, I guess I can't.”

“Well, tell me, my sweet princess, who do I have to blame for that frown on your pretty little face ?”

You could feel your cheeks turn red at his subtle flirting, as you stammered out a reply, “Father wants me to marry some prince..”

His face fell slightly,“I see.”

“But I don't want to marry him,” You blurted out.

“Oh ?” Hermes murmured, an unreadable expression on his face. “And why is that ?”

“I-I want to travel the world, I want to see every corner of the world and meet new people, learn about their culture, and-” she stopped suddenly, seeing the smile on Hermes’ face. “Sorry, I was rambling again… It's just that if I marry a prince.. I'll never be able to do that.”

“No no, it's fine.” He said, plopping down on her bed next to her, as they lapsed into a comfortable silence.

You bit your lip, stopping youself from saying how he was one of the reasons you didn't want to marry that prince, or any prince for that matter.

“You know, I could take you around the world.” Hermes said, suddenly standing up.

He looked at you, a strange intensity in his eyes.“Wherever it is you want to go, I can take you.”

You blinked, taken aback. “What ? Why ?”

He looked away, “I’d do anything for you, princess, if it means I get to have you for myself.”

You swallowed, shocked. Your thoughts were racing, was this his way of saying he wants you in a romantic way…?

“How ?” You asked.

He pulled you up with him.“You don't have to worry about it darling.” He said winking at you.

You still weren't convinced. Seeing your hesitation, he sighed.

“Don't you trust me ?” he asked with a small pout.

“I do.” You said without missing a beat.

His smile grew wider, “In that case, what are you waiting for?”

Giggling slightly, you hold his hand,and he pulls you towards him, before lifting you bridal style, leaving you a blushing mess.

“Ready princess ?” He asked, the glint in his eyes making you feel excited and apprehensive.

______________________________________________________________

A/N :

Hope you like this, your request was kind of vague, so I did this first.

(rules for requesting)

[whoops-all-jennas]

Final Duet pt. 3 - c.s.

Cairo Sweet x fem!reader

"My thoughts will follow you into your dreams."

Summary: You and Winnie surprise Cairo with a birthday party.

a/n: Inspired by Omori, if you haven't played it, do. The story is beautiful. There will be no spoilers in this so don't worry about that :)

Warnings - Bullying, Homophobia, Death

Part 1. Part 2. Part 3. Part 4.

I wake up on a Saturday, the first wildflowers of spring blooming just beyond my bedroom window.

This is my first free weekend in awhile because we usually practice or hangout, but you have some plans with your mother this time around.

I slip out of bed, finding today as an opportunity to start something new. After finding my clothes for the day, I head to the bathroom to get ready.

I walk past my front door, admiring the warmth of the spring sun before walking down the street.

After finding the local plant nursery, I find the section for seeds, my eyes instantly find some for white egret orchids.

I discovered this flower to be my favorite, likely because it's also yours. I grab the packet and a few other gardening tools.

As I check out, the cashier looks at the flowers I choose. "I haven't seen you here before, are you new to gardening?"

I find myself caught off guard. "I- uh. Yeah, I'm new to this." I say, sheepishly.

"I wouldn't recommend this flower for a beginner, I can show you some easier options if you'd like." The lady behind the cash register gives me a patient smile.

I break eye contact, staring at the packet of white egret orchid seeds. "I'll be okay, these are my favorite."

She shrugs before I finish checking out, walking out of the nursery with my hands probably a little too full.

When I get back to my house I see Winnie sitting outside, waiting too patiently. She stands when she sees me, waving.

I walk down the pathway to my front door. "Hey Winnie, what's up?"

She takes a moment to stare at the gardening supplies in my hands before finding my eyes again. "I was just curious if you wanted to do something today."

"I'm free today, sure." I walk towards the door, motioning her to open it for me.

I put down my new belongings by the back door before turning back to Winnie. "Did you have anything in mind?"

We found ourselves walking on a dirt path through the woods, admiring the wildflowers we walk past. Squirrels scurry past us, alarmed by the sound of our footsteps.

We soon reach a point that opens to a field, finding a red and white quilt on the grass with you sitting there next to a basket.

You're surrounded by picked flowers with a flower crown on top of your head. Your face has a smile as your hands work tirelessly, making another flower crown.

Your head tilts up, hearing our approaching footsteps. Your infectious smile widening before reaching into the basket revealing a cake. "Happy birthday, Cairo!"

My smile somehow widens past the one you already gave me. I take a moment to admire your face full of glee.

I find myself sitting on the blanket, your hands placing down the cake before picking up the flower crown you just made, placing it on top of my head.

"Let hurry up with the cake so we can get to your gifts." Winnie says, finding a spot next to me.

You start placing candles on the cake while Winnie lights them, adding up to 17 candles.

I smile, feeling a bit of second hand embarrassment as you both attempt to sing me happy birthday. Keyword, attempt.

I take the first slice of cake, followed by Winnie, and then you. It's clear by the expression on your face you're trying to hide your excitement.

Winnie looks at you. "I think we can give her her present now."

Your smile widens, reaching back into the basket pulling out a flyer about a recital. "This is kinda the first gift, I booked us a recital!"

I grab the flyer out of your hands with a smile, it says it's a month away.

Your excitement emanates off you as you grab a present from behind the basket, wrapped in birthday wrapping.

You gently place it into my hands as I take a moment to think about what resides within. I tear through the wrapping paper with the same gentleness, revealing a box taped closed.

I tear the tape, opening the side of the box to reveal a violin case. The sound of a zipper fills the air as I open it, revealing a new violin with engravings of flowers.

"Winnie and I spent the past couple months saving up to get this." You say with a smile. "I figured you'd want something nicer than that crappy school violin."

I look between you too, astonished. "You guys shouldn't have. I-"

"Just accept the gift, Cairo." Winnie says with a smile.

My smile widens, taking a moment to admire the engravings on the new violin.

We spent the rest of the day together, making another flower crown for Winnie, walking around a shopping center, and spending much more time than I expected in the bookstore.

I find myself back at home, the sunsetting behind me. I walk by the back door to my new gardening supplies.

After taking the supplies out into the back yard, I begin to fill the pot with soil, followed by planting the seeds.

I fill up the watering can, spraying my new flower with the water. I take a moment, staring at the wet soil before going back inside.

I stare out the window of my final class of the day. A month has passed and it's the day of our recital. The recital is being held near your place so we're just going to walk there together.

For the first time in my life, I'm the first person to leave the classroom as the bell rings.

I meet you by the forgotten music room, humming that forever familiar tune.

"Hey, Cairo!" You say, turning to me with excitement. "Before we go, let's double check we have everything.

I nod, searching through my bag. I instantly recognize I can't find the sheet music. My hands navigate through the bag quickly, panic on my face.

"Shit! I think I forgot the sheet music at my house!" I tear my anxious eyes away from my bag to find your calm ones.

"It's okay, we still have plenty of time." You say, comfortingly. "I'll head to my place to see if I have a spare anywhere, while you go back home to look around."

I nod, followed by you leading us outside. "Everything will be okay." You say, calming my anxiety. "I'll see you at my place soon. Okay, Cairo?"

I nod, finding my heart calming down. "I'll see you soon, Y/n."

We turn opposite ways as I quickly walk to my house.

I run to the backyard, finding my sheet music clipped to a music stand in front of the orchids I've been growing.

I find myself smiling as the first white egret orchid has bloomed, but not taking a moment longer before grabbing the sheet music. My steps click off the sidewalk as I practically run back to your house.

I stop in front of your home, admiring the coziness of it before approaching the door.

I knock loudly, waiting for a response. A few seconds pass, and nobody answers the door.

My heart rate accelerates, as anxiety settles in.

There's no way you're not home with the amount of time it takes for me to get home and then here.

My knocks are louder and faster than before, riddled with anxiety and fear. I find myself losing patience as I twist the knob, pushing open the unlocked door.

"Y/n!?" I shout, full of panic.

I only hear my own voice echoing back to me as my heart rate increases. My steps are quick as I begin to search the house.

My search quickly ends as I see a silhouette laying on the ground in front of the stairs. I approach the figure, my steps slow and unbalanced.

I take my final slow step forward, now recognizing the silhouette as you. Your neck is contorted out of place, your lifeless eyes contrasting the usual joy that reside there.

Shock quickly settles in, my steps rapidly increasing as I fall to my knees in front of your lifeless body.

"No! Y/n!" I instantly find my eyes becoming glossy, blurring my vision. "Y/n please tell me this isn't real!"

I stare at your body, as if waiting for a response. I cry out, throwing my body over your lifeless one. My tears staining your last outfit as I violently sob over your corpse.

It's as if I can feel the last of your life leaving your body as I soak your shirt in my tears.

I find myself dressed in all black, bags under my tired eyes. I haven't been able to sleep, only seeing your lifeless, contorted body every time I close my eyes.

Your tombstone read. "Y/n Y/l/n, taken from us far too soon."

I stand over your grave, the sunsetting just beyond the horizon as I reach into my purse.

I take out a packet of white egret orchid seeds, tossing them around your tombstone before a singular tear breaks the threshold of my glossy eyes.

I hear footsteps approaching from behind me. "I'm sorry Cairo, I know how close you two were."

I recognize the voice as Winnie's as I turn around. I stare at the ground as fresh tears stream down my face. "If I didn't forget my sheet music, maybe this wouldn't have happened."

Winnie steps closer, rubbing my shoulder comfortingly. "Cairo, you can't blame yourself for this."

I avoid her face. "Maybe I- I could have grabbed her before she fell, I- I-" My tears interrupt myself as my throat closes.

Winnie's arms wrap around me. "This isn't your fault, Cairo. There isn't anything you could have done."

My tears strengthen to sobs as I reciprocate her embrace, digging my fingers into her clothes as I hide my face into her shoulder.

Winnie caresses the back of my head comfortingly as I soak her clothes in my tears, remembering your smiling face that was so full of life.

a/n: I'm sorry Y/n

[piko-rose]

Never noticed this until now, but you can actually see Sonic's eyes dilate for a brief second in this shot when he watched himself get vaporized lmao-

[rustedleopard]

What do you think clover's family was like?

This is such a broad question that I wish you were a teeny bit more specific. Like, do you want a summary of canon or my personal headcanons or what? Eh, you know me by now, I'll talk about everything.

Canon Supported Answer: We don't know what Clover's life was like on the Surface besides it being implied to be Not Good. Starlo's lumpy and uncomfortable couch brings back unpleasant memories, yet they can fall asleep on it in seconds during nap time. Seeing the dirty dishes in Ceroba's sink/the Steamworks kitchen reminds them of their duties back home/that they never did the dishes without being told. Their hat was tattered and decomposing (as pointed out by Ace). They accept Martlet's offer to take them in in every version of a Neutral Run, even if it's an aborted No Mercy Run where they were gunning down every monster in sight, AND there is no option to deny it. They abandon their mission to seek justice for the five missing children and live with Toriel in every timeline that Flowey doesn't interfere in. In the Pacifist Run, somewhere in the Ketsukane estate (the kitchen, I believe), there's a line of flavor text that comes up about Clover wondering how everyone back home is doing but they also don't really care all that much. Heck, the fact that they chose to jump into a mountain that children were known to go missing in in the first place speaks volumes by itself.

There's little things too, like how Clover moves without making a sound, how they eat inedible stuff like packing peanuts and gunpowder, the fact that they're willing to take food out of the garbage, the way that they can just... give themself up at the end of a True Pacifist Run, etcetera, that could either be just a character quirk OR something that stems from their life on the Surface (why not both?). I could go on, but at a certain point I'd just start reciting half the flavor text in the entire game. I do think it is important to note that 1.) Clover is not very forthcoming about their life on the Surface. Everything you learn about them you learn from the flavor text. I think the only time they ever get asked about it is when Ceroba is accompanying them, and whatever answer/response they gave her (I imagine it was a Look™) had her backpedaling. So they're intentionally close-lipped about it. And 2.) You never learn any specifics about it. Who's raising them? Do they have parents? Siblings? Are they an orphan? What was an average day like for them? And on and on. This is the point where you can make up whatever you want about their life on the Surface, and so long as it takes into account what comes up in the game, you can come up with something solid. And this is the part that leads to.....

My Headcanons: Woof. Okay. I don't think too deeply about every little defining moment about their life on the Surface because I treat it more as scaffolding for their character. So don't expect a complete breakdown of every aspect of their Surface life. But here's the jist of it:

Clover was born to a single mother. Their father walked out on her just before they were born because their mother and father had a rocky relationship and their father wanted to bail before a baby would "trap him into the relationship" (they weren't married or even engaged, so it was easy for him to just... Leave. He never comes back). All the anger and resentment for the failed relationship that their mom felt rebounded onto Clover, because now she's stuck raising a baby she doesn't really want unless she's with their father and they're raising them together. Clover was supposed to be the baby that glues the relationship together, not what tears it apart. Their mom became negligent of them as a result.

As Clover got older, they would make bids for attention and affection like pretty much every child does, but their mom never reciprocated. They'd keep doing it over and over and holding onto hope that their mom would look at them and be the mom that she's supposed to be, but that hope would diminish each time they were met with coldness or outright indifference. Their hopes of building a connection with their mom evaporated when their stepdad entered the equation. Their stepdad saw their presence as competition/a reminder of his girlfriend's/wife's previous relationship and is an insecure enough man to let that bother him. So he really helps to push Clover further into the margins of the family/ruin their life. "Clover is old enough to walk home from school, they don't need their mom to pick them up." "Clover knows how to fend for themself, you don't need to end the night early to go back home and make them dinner. Stay with me a bit longer." "Clover doesn't need their own room. It's the responsibility of the older sibling to make sacrifices for the sake of their younger sibling. They can sleep on the couch." (Did I mention that they have a younger stepbrother? Because I hc that they do.) And on and on and on. They hate their stepdad and mentally call him "Mom's boyfriend/husband" instead of Dad. They don't really care for their younger stepbrother either, because (even though it wasn't intentional on the baby's part on the account of the baby being, well, a baby) he was leveraged as a wedge between Clover and the rest of their family.

They had to learn how to do things for themself like cook or clean or sign their own permission slips or bandage their own wounds or etcetera because they learned that they can't rely on others to help them. This fostered a strong sense of independence in them. It also made them a bit... odd in personality in a way that made making friends difficult (idk how to say that in a polite way; neglect does change your personality though). They wake up for school on their own, make lunch for themself and eat breakfast and do their morning routine then walk to school, do their studies, if it's a shit day they'll get into playground scraps with kids who are bullying other kids, they walk themself home and let themself in with the key that their mom gave them because the door is locked otherwise, they make their own dinner and do their homework without any help, they watch their Westerns on the TV, they tuck themself into bed. They skitter around the margins of the domestic sphere that is their mom's and stepdad's and stepbrother's lives like some sort of cockroach because that's the way that they've been made to feel. Their parents never hit them. Despite that, they were able to deeply wound Clover without ever raising a hand against them.

And part three of this post: How Do I Imagine Clover Feels About This? Well, I imagine that they feel nothing for their family. Not in a nonchalant fashion, but in the depressing "I can't even muster up the ability to care about you" manner. Feeling hate and anger takes effort; in a strange roundabout sorta way, feeling negative emotions means that you do care because you have some expectations that you want to be met and that anger is you trying to fight for them/your situation to be better. In contrast, feeling nothing is far worse because you no longer care anymore. You've accepted your circumstances. Why get mad about something bad that their family did to them? They're meeting the expectations that Clover has set for them, which are in the dirt. Whatever coals of anger or outrage they had within them have burnt to the ashes, there's nothing left to spark. They wanted their mom to be a mom to them but that was years ago at this point; they've moved on. They wanted a dad to be there for them, but he was never in the picture and the closest thing they have is the man that their mom settled with. They know that their familial situation is BAD, but because their family is all that they've ever known, they don't quite get the extent of how bad it is.

That's why they're fine with marching up a mountain known for having kids go missing in it: they have a mission, justice needs to be enacted. And if they die/go missing on this mission, so be it. It's not like there's anyone waiting for them back home.

[planet-mobius]

Sonic 3 is out. Watched it. Go hit up your local theatre and buy some popcorn it was so good — Mod Sonic

[stabbyfoxandrew]

also hi. me and jess ended up binge watching iwtv s2 yesterday.

[sysig]

By the skin of your teeth (Patreon)

[airenyah]

i just went to the asian store near my flat and for the first time i actually looked at all the drinks instead of walking straight past them to the shelf i actually wanted to go to and...

help

[goblin-enjoyer]

Been binging some new frogger vids at the moment (i heard 6v6 is coming back soon and am sadly getting hyped) and I had a horrifying realization about two of the characters in the series. behold my madness and weep at my lack of knowledge on both troll quadrants and character interactions. I'm not a fishmonger, I wouldn't know that stuff.

[kiyomitakada]

i am going to scream (wip rambling in the tags)

[britneyshakespeare]

I feel like certain people on Tumblr have really been fighting for backwards progress when it comes to how we talk about mental illness and abuse. I see posts at least several times a week on my dash that seem to have the purpose of implying people with insert-mental-illness and/or insert-symptom are not abusive when they do insert-action-that-makes-people-uncomfortable, often times meaning to promote a more positive image of people with particularly stigmatized conditions, like personality disorders, mood disorders, psychosis, addiction, or neurodivergence. And I really really hate it because these posts almost always have the ultimate purpose of telling people not just "This thing is not inherently abusive," but often it comes across as "You were not abused."

I just find that to be really unhelpful and unintentionally hurtful, and for what? I believe that destigmatizing various mental conditions is a worthy cause, but at the same time this type of rhetoric seems to be so protective of people in whichever stigmatized group they're trying to advocate for, that it comes back around to a sort of respectability politics. Anybody can be an abuser. And someone's means and methods of abusing can very much be influenced by a condition they have. Why wouldn't it be? Their conditions will affect every aspect of their life and their interpersonal relationships. Especially if these issues are going untreated or being insufficiently managed. I don't understand why anyone would want to make it appear as if abusers are mostly neurotypical and mentally well people, or that if they aren't, then their conditions have nothing to do with it and the overlap is merely incidental. What? It makes it so hard for anyone who is a victim to come to terms and identify the dynamics of what they've gone through.

Addicts and mentally ill people don't have to be unproblematic in order to be humanized and accepted. And nobody profits from writing hard and fast rules about how abuse apparently works, drawing clear lines between which behaviors can, and cannot, ever be abuse.

[zincbot]

i finally did it... 100% achievements on Hyper Light Drifter!

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Uni lecture is making me think about my future for a minute and auuuggghhhh the agonies