#both never seems to be an option...

[yukipri]

Doc diagnosed me with

✨Probably Depression✨

and prescribed

🌙More Sleep🌙

Me: Doc, ok, do u have a magic pill that can make me feel less like dying so I can work more

Doc: U need to sleep and exercise and eat healthy

Me: :(

[the-judicial-assistants-notebook]

not enough discussion about the gavins' complicated relationship with feminine-coded/beauty products, i don't think.

[solitaireships]

I'm not huge on the ending I'm pretty sure I'm getting for Wyll here and will be rewriting it in my head, but this was sweet

[ask-elland-n-will]

11. What are your boys' fears?

[Elland's — death/serious injury to his loved ones; William's — being in pain/sick.

Elland's comes from how protective he is: making his family happy is a self-imposed goal of his, a reason to live. It doesn't mean he wouldn't let Cyrus make mistakes or that he will babysit William. But he is much rather be the one getting hurt instead.

William's is easier: poor lad is just horrified of physical pain. He has poor health as it is, got sick often as a child. Not to mention his legs injury that left him bedridden for a while (even with magic and potions, it was partially in his head, being in pain and depressed cause he couldn't compete, fearing he'd be in pain for the rest of his life — psychosomatic stuff.) He is fine now, none of that, it's been years, he is a sunshine and does not get stuck in the bad places for long. But he can't compete anymore because after a rigorous exercise his knees started aching again when Will tried getting back into it, and Will switched into Quidditch. Climbing stairs is not easy, and he cannot allow himself to run. But walking is fine.

He just hopes he'll never go through anything like that again. No pain, thank you! He had enough of that to last him a lifetime.]

[butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway]

I feel like the post I just reblogged pointing out the all-or-nothing in how many people interact with their deconstruction of systems of oppression is resonating for me right now with so many different moments in my life where someone decides that because some part of myself has access to some of the levers of control/influence/etc that come with the relationship to power, and decides what that must mean about all the other parts of me that might be explicitly refused access to those same levers.

It has happened in so many spaces/aspects of my life, and it can be so hard to feel safe and seen and trusting of others when that's my chronic relationship to being perceived - half truths and obfuscation.

It doesn't really change regardless of who's doing the assuming either. Like, where they land in relation to systems of power may influence which direction they lean in their assumptions about me, but even that is often inconsistent. Both sides of the equation (those who share my marginalizations and those who exist in spaces of closer proximity to power) will still do it nonetheless.

When I was doing my liminal social identities work in undergrad, this was actually a big part of the conceptualization we explored of traumtic alienation of self as individual from self as collective, and what it can do to people to exist in this liminal relationship with your environment and the people in it. As I'm starting to gather my thoughts about my stress modeling, this conceptualization is bubbling back to the surface. I'm finding myself meandering through it on both a path specifically my own, and in an effort to better understand what other paths may be available to people during their version of the process/experience.

Selfhood is so fragile, and so in need of balance between self-construction and co-construction for us humans, and that gives us so many beautiful, even spiritual, experiences of meaning making and generativity of self. It also createa many pivot points where we may find room in our path for vulnerability or blurring of self. As much as these pivot points can be distressing, I think they also sometimes become our foundations of change/personal evolution, when we find that through the distress of existing in shift, something meaningful is occurring or observable in our experience of self-in-transition.

I think something I've valued especially about my own relationship with self is its transience. It doesn't always end up somewhere I would be happy to sustain, but it always allows me a degree of comfort in complexity that I think has made my body-mind a safer place for me overall.

[iriysse]

headcanon.

had Eöl not come into the picture, Aredhel would have married a Feanorian. This was not a surprising thing, in fact it was assumed by many that she had been in love with Celegorm. They were bosom friends, hunters of Oromë, practically inseparable in Valinor. However, they were far too similar in temperament in truth, a relationship of a romantic kind being suggested likely would have made them both laugh. They were soulmates, they would say, but far too wild to be lovers. But still, she would have married a Fëanorian. Maglor, Caranthir, and Curufin were all wed to others which took them out of the running-- though when pressed she would admit an attraction to two of them had circumstances been different. That would leave three options left.

The twins, and Maedhros. The twins she saw as too young for her and more like extra brothers, but Maedhros. . . who spent the most time with her family, and was friends with her brother. Who spoke with her of things she found interesting, and talked in turn of things himself. All the Fëanorians held a special place in her heart, but she had grown fondest of him. However complications arose first in Valinor with Fëanor and then in Beleriand. Fingolfin was handed kingship by Maedhros, who took his leave to guard Himring, and Aredhel never saw him again.

[fadewalking]

Ok I have beef with Harding now, too.

[sleestakkkk]

Okay okay part of me has always leaned towards Ivan dying when he has to go up against Till. Because like listennn... Ivan ALWAYS being the one who's looking at Till, while Till is never ever looking back at him just has unbearable affect on my brain. So like I've always imagined him dying with the expectation that FINALLY FINALLYYY Till will truly LOOK at Ivan and really see him for the first time like Ivan has always seen him (Does this mean in a romantic sense? Potentially. Maybe. But most of all just finally seeing how Ivan feels about him and just having THAT realization), but also with the added gut punch that it took Ivan dying for Till to truly realize Ivan's feelings and aooughh. BUT flipping it around also ties into the same ooggily booggily affect that the first option has on my brain. Because having Till die could mean that from beginning to end, after EVERYTHING that has happened, he never looks back at Ivan. The tragedy and pain of that feeling, and you KNOWW that from the very beginning of the round that Ivan would know that if Till dies he'd die never knowing about Ivan's true feelings. Now is this all incoherent rambling that will likely not happen? Yes. But they are like little worms in my brain sooo

[mitamicah]

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[wisdom-walks-alone]

im so serious some t*m drake stans are so misogynistic when it comes to stephanie brown I'm not even kidding holy shit

[daydreamerdrew]

The Incredible Hulk (1968) #275

[pastel-rights]

Sweet prince(ss) this, belladonna that, miss journalist here, my beloved there… do you even KNOW my name???

[nordic-language-love]

Once again I have messages and asks to reply to that I haven't got round to yet because last couple of weeks have honestly been hella stressful but I promise I'm not ignoring you; I just haven't recovered enough to respond yet.

[larnax]

holy shit. temenos' latent power is so fucking useless . cheesus christ

[avoskorm]

Anyone got any tips for getting rid of cigarette/weed smoke smell?

It’s coming up from downstairs and I can’t stand it anymore.

I’m constantly waking up with a sore throat, blocked nose, and itchy eyes, and the smell itself is somehow painful to my nose.

Mother complains of brain fog whenever she’s here, which usually dissipates when she’s outside.

At this point masking it would be better than this.

It can’t be good for my cats, either.

[rubys-domain]

now that i think about it, i wonder how the rest of the playerbase actually sees chongyun. as in everyone who's not privy to his character stories and voice lines, and who probably haven't done his hangout event either. i wonder what kind of personality they think he has