#co suffering

[confessionsdiaz]

me when YET ANOTHER SHOW I LIKE GETS CANcELLED

[timethehobo]

Once again thinking about Emmy during those weeks when Rook was gone. The angst potential. 👌

[the-artist-grimm]

Would it be a bit ironic or adorable if Anthea sang 'You'll Be in My Heart' from the Tarzan movie to Aym and Baal when they were dealing with nightmares to help them sleep?

OMG-ironic I guess considering their hearts don't beat??? XD

But in all seriousness I've actually thought about Anthea singing to the boys! I kinda like the idea of them singing 'Edelweiss' from The Sound of Music to lull them to sleep-my own mother loved the film when I was little, and back when she would still sing to my sister and I while kissing us goodnight it was always 'Edelweiss'.

(now for obligatory LORE)

As Anthea and Narinder work on their relationship they take turns who sits in bed with the kits and who pulls up a chair-neither can leave really without risk of one of the boys waking up looking for them only to be gone, so for those first few weeks neither get much sleep. They take turns keeping watch-that way someone can hopefully catch nightmares before they fester, or at least be there if it's their name called. It drains them both a LOT, but hey they're parents-a little sleep loss is nothing when it's your kids.

[birdifulhuman]

Sherlock and John, both shattered, just in different ways

Separate pieces and alternative ones underneath the cut!

also i made an orange/yellow version of sherlock's just cause i made sherlock's first, but didn't realize i'd do one for john, but i don't like the yellow alkjdsf

[akqrus]

Me defending Marinette from the ppl who say ''OOH but it's HER fault that Gabriel Agreste was a SHITTY father and killed himself instead of owning up to his mistakes, so she chose to let Adrien live carefree instead of living the rest of his life known as a villain's son!!'':

[ruubesz-draws]

Bald Monkeh, sucks to be him

(I sacrificed my sleep for this, please appreciate the quality)

[rebouks]

The first day of the new school year began much the same as any other; being accosted by the hallway monitor for dawdling, having inappropriate footwear and daring to possess yet another pair of headphones, only for them to remember who he was and abandon any hopes of receiving an explanation, or an excuse.

Robin thought he would’ve outgrown his selective mutism by now, but apparently, it didn’t work like that. He’d eventually seen a therapist a few years prior, but the poor man didn’t exactly have a handbook for “strange child who can’t speak sometimes due to other people’s overwhelming head voices but won’t/can’t explain himself to anyone other than a ghost who’s stuck in his attic” so, it’d fallen a little flat. At least, that’s what he kept telling himself; but the older he got, the more he started to think he’d been using his gift as a convenient excuse for some of his issues. Maybe. Possibly.

Much less bombarded than when he was little, Robin could usually tune out the everyday chatter within surrounding minds, though he rarely did. He’d become far too accustomed to being nosy, and at this point it was weirder NOT to hear everyone else’s thoughts. It produced an intense itchy feeling that was almost impossible to ignore, as though he’d miss something important the moment he stopped listening.

As a result, Robin struggled to live in the moment, and for himself; constantly juggling other people’s thoughts and emotions as well as his own. Sometimes he wondered if he’d understand his brain better if it belonged to someone else, like if he could observe it from a distance as with everyone else, it’d make more sense-.. or maybe paying more attention in Mr Fitzherbert’s biology classes would help. He supposed he was still overwhelmed after all, just better at hiding it.

Either way, he wasn’t about to admit to all this nonsense out loud, especially not if it landed him in Doctor Abbott’s office again. The last thing he wanted was for anyone to find out how weird he actually was, least of all a psychologist. Think of all the experiments they’d want to do, all the prodding and poking-.. or worse. Robin shuddered at the thought. No, thank you!

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[queer--trainwreck]

Ugly christmas sweaters except I would wear john's and sherlock's

[justjudethoughts]

"In my deepest wound, I saw Your glory and it dazzled me."

Thinking about how Lucy wouldn't have met Lockwood and George if she hadn't lost her old team. How she wouldn't have been an agent if her parents had loved her well. How she found love and family and friendship precisely because of all the pain she had been through.

Thinking about how George and Lucy got closer after the Bone Glass. How it took him feeling alone, him feeling abandoned, Lucy almost losing him for it to finally click that he was loved. For Lucy to finally realize how much she loved him.

Thinking about how it takes falling beneath Aickmere's for Lucy to realize she needs to apologize. How it takes Lockwood almost losing Lucy to realize he messed up, too.

Thinking about how it takes an adventure to the other side for Lockwood to be vulnerable with Lucy.

Thinking about how Jessica's death glow saves Lockwood, Lucy, George, Flo, Holly and Kipps. Thinking about how it was there for years, so, so strong, but Jessica never came back. She stayed there for Lockwood. Not to come back and see him. Not to tempt him to touch her. But to let her death bring him life. To let her suffering mean something.

Anyway, Happy Feast of St. Augustine.

[vanhelsingapologist]

pardon me, baby, but who’s the mystery girl?

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disappeared for a millennia and decided to draw my lost cause to ease me back into art. Emilia… though ye be but a backup character… the woman that you are… Kubrick stare them all, girl..

[xia0ming56]

Doodle!! Dump!!! (Dr strange vers. >:D)

[pareidolla]

yippee!! got permission from @tai-janai to doodle what i think heroic tower might look like since she's been living in my mind rent free. in the same way base tower is the most divine of the vessels, i imagine heroic tower might be the most heroic of the heroines? so naturally, knight centaur! protector of the forest! big beautiful woman who will run at you vv fast parry this you filthy casual etc etc

also bonus spectre bullying doodle

[tremendously-crazy]

me listening to sherlock saying a river ends at a waterfall and john giving professor moriarty a shout out

[cyarsk52-20]

[peachymaryobrien]

Isn't it scary to be ready to die at such a young age?

[politicalprocrastinator]

anyway I totally believe that padme would've wanted to have the organas raise her kids if she couldn't and they really should've added a conversation between the three of them giving her agency rather than having a room full of men at the end of the film deciding what should be done with her children