#depression at its finest

[xbirdiexloux]

Not me waiting on the edge of my seat for the next week just waiting

[thatlostnerd]

The only thing keeping me from giving up on society is literally brownie bites.

Before work a brownie bite.

Meal break a brownie bite.

In the car about to head home you guessed it BROWNIE BITE.

I know this ain’t sustainable but social norms are useless and if it stops me from breaking the law and going to jail why should I care.

[an-aroaces-harem]

Ellis said he would make people you hate disappear.

But I hate myself.

What's Ellis gonna do?

Make me disappear or make me happy instead?

[reggiekinnie2]

[blogfullofemos]

Just need Eddie to be his usual self. Like he’s performing a whisper solo while searching for something and I’m just eerily quiet. I’m stuck in my head about nothing and everything, and can’t seem to find the words. And he knows. So he gives me space while also being around, because deep down he knows I don’t want to be alone. He makes a high pitched guitar wail and spins to smile at me, but his smile instantly falters as he sees how stoic my face is. But my eyes are watery.

“Hey babes.” He coos heading to me. I crack a smile and chuckle as I wipe my eyes. Trying my best to remain somewhat okay. He tsk as he pulls me into an embrace, wiping my cheeks and kissing my temple. “You’re shaking my love.” He admits, not visibly seeing me soooo.

“I know.” I say through the ice in my throat.

“Hey you know you could talk to me about anything right? Even if it seems like the craziest thing or just plain stupid. You know I’m here for you right?” He pushes gently, pulling me deeper into the embrace. But he doesn’t know this was all I wanted, I didn’t know this was all I wanted. The soft warmth that could break cold.

[stranger-fanfiction-n-things]

Guess who finally started writing Chapter 5 :)

[tittayart]

my abuelita would shove this up my nose i can still smell it

[phoebedynevors]

The two of you are becoming inextricably intertwined.

[forggywrites]

Hobie x gn reader having a depressive episode

(I may or may not be having a depressive episode so I just wanna do something to get my mind off of it)

Also it’s hard to write when I’m like this so it’s short.

Requests are open!

When he got home from the usual spider stuff and walked into the living room he knew something was up when your normal greeting wasn’t as energetic as usual.

When he saw you sprawled out on the couch with a tired look on your face he knew something was definitely wrong.

“Hey luv, what’s goin on? You upset or is it just one a those days?”

All you did was shrug.

“Is it anotha episode?”

You nodded with a small noise of confirmation.

First off he’ll make sure to feed you, he’ll make or get whatever you ask for. If you have a hard time deciding on what to eat he’ll grab a small snack and some water and then help you decide.

After you’re fed, he’ll help you clean up. If you don’t have the motivation to shower he’ll help you. Either he’ll motivate you to bathe or bathe you himself.

After you’re fed and cleaned he’ll take you on a walk or drive, just to make sure you can get some fresh air and sunlight.

If you wanna do something he’ll take you to a store, buy steal you a stuffie or other comfort item along with snacks.

After a nice outing he’ll take you home, get you comfortable in bed, and hang out with you until you fall asleep or feel better.

He sits your head in his lap, if you’ve got hair to style he’ll style it, if not he’ll just rub your scalp and hold your hand.

As you lie there he turns on one of your favorite shows, mumbling sweet words to you.

“You’re so sweet luv, I’m glad I can be here for you”

He will always be there for you, no matter what.

[deprivedreality]

𝗛𝗢𝗠𝗘 𝗔𝗡𝗗 𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗜𝗡𝗘𝗦𝗦 neteyam

Neteyam's lips, they're so soft. You thought to yourself, your thumb softly caressing his supple purple lips. They were so girly if you compare it to the rest of his face that looked masculine, they looked kissable in your eyes. You pondered for a bit while being lost in his angelic face, thinking of just how pleasant it must be if you were to kiss him for eternity.

And as he slept pleasantly with his head resting on your thighs, of course it was essential for you to be lost in a trance while you stare at the boy's face. You chuckled at the thought of Neteyam waking up only to see you by his side, and it made you feel special.

Factually, everything about Neteyam made you feel special. Just like now, how precious it was for him to look for you amidst the time when you were tending for the injured warriors of the clan. He knew that you were busy just as much as him— who is a warrior. Yet he waited for you to finish, and immediately pulled you into his arms, finding himself yearning for your presence even in his sleep or in the verge of slumber.

He hugged you a long-looonngg time that you could've sworn he spent a quarter of his life hugging you ever since being mated with you. It was a habit of his that just made the two of you grow closer, and he was dependent on you half of the time in seeking comfort and love— the love that makes him want to continue, the kind that makes him feel deserving.

You love him so much. He was your home.

"Oh, my pretty boy... How did Eywa create such perfection?" You sighed with a gentle smile on you face as you smoothen his skin with your hand, as if putting some kind of cream on a baby. You couldn't help it, seriously. His face just looked so magnificent, and smooth, and soft, and just so lovable. The only thing you did was caress his face was your love and care the whole time he slept.

Again, the idea crossed your mind. You've kissed him before, but it was only a handful of times that you two kissed. You chuckled. After all, you two were bonded together, and you might as well take advantage of that.

"I see you, Neteyam." Important words of affirmation left your mouth as your looked at his face being so at peace. Your eyes filled love. You caressed his lips one last time and you bowed your head as you let your lips touch Neteyam's, kissing him.

A tear dropped from your eye, as you feel his cold lips on yours. Kissing them gently with so much love— yet the grief was taking over you that you felt like you were about to melt just by the sensation of Neteyam's cold lips on yours.

You held his cheeks, the loss of warmth just further reminding you that you've lost the only thing that you held so dearly. Yet you kissed him, reminding yourself also that it will be the last. You lips trembled when you pulled away, tears surging down your eyes and gliding down your cheeks.

There he was, as always, resting on you lap. Only, this time he was cold. His body arms wrapped in a soft textile. His legs clasped together, and his face painted with white fluid.

The memories of the times you kissed him in his sleep, a smile would always appear on his face. But this time, there was none. Neteyam was at peace, he was no longer here.

"Ma' Neteyam..." His name left your mouth, as if expecting him to answer, grasping his cold hands in yours. But the silence was far too loud, and you bursted into tears as you lay crippled besides him. Neteyam, your light. Your happiness. Your home. All of them are gone.

He will never come back.

You couldn't bare to take in that your mate departed the world, which led you to not leaving his side. You were with him when he died on a rock in the middle of the sea. Up until he was bought back to the shore, where everyone in Awa'atlu saw you hugging a corpse with empty eyes.

The most painful of all was the fact that you have to live up the day when you had to prepare him for his own funeral.

Everyone outside the marui was silent, only your cries of agony was heard. The realization of having to spend your whole life in patience until you see him again made your agony harder to bottle. You cried for Eywa, begging him to bring your life and love back. Yet a silent body laying on you lap was what welcomed you to a new life of pain and suffering.

ᓚᘏᗢ @deprivedreality 2023 | do not copy my works!

[ouidepressoespresso]

and when I cut all contact, I hope you realize what you’ve done.

[thatlostnerd]

rant

Crying wishing to be able to have a shower without the sewage drains break just about everyday and having them fixed every month (just about) should not have to be a thing. yet it is when you cant escape the situation and no one bothers to get a proper solution because se it only impacts the scape goat.

[fourstarsoutofnine]

A/n:this is purely self indulgent lol. Wrote this as a vent bc legend, despite my whole blog being four themed, is a major comfort and I need that at the moment. This is titled slow dancing in the dark but really that’s the only reference to the song. The title just gave me the little idea. Also, I love to headcanon twi has a guitar bc it fits him. Cmon he’s a country boy. Ofc it does.

Slow dancing in the dark

Legend x reader.

You both could hear the laughter of the rest of the group, all sitting around the fire as they shared stories and sang songs, playing the instruments they had on them. Sky had a harp, the rancher had a guitar, the old man had his ocarina—it was a night of smiles and music…

Except for you and the vet. Well—mainly you. The vet just was so head over heels for you that seeing you upset ripped his heart out. You were the best of all of them—what made you look so sad? You don’t even have to say names—just point. He’ll make sure whatever did it never does it again. And if he can’t? Hylia knows he’ll do his best. You weren’t singing, you weren’t laughing, you were hardly even smiling. He didn’t want that to go on for any longer. He stood as the group was starting their next song and walked over to you, extending his hand. You looked up.

“Huh..?” You made a sound of confusion, eyebrows furrowing together as you squinted at the veteran. He was smiling softly.

“Dance with me.” He said as simple as a hello.

“What?” You couldn’t believe your ears. He shocked you right out of your own head—and for good reason, too, it was a little rough in there at the moment.

“You heard me, y/n. Dance with me.” His smile only grew, the faintest laugh accompanying it. You reached out and took his hand. He pulled you close and let his other hand rest on your waist. He rested his forehead against yours. “I don’t Know what’s been on your mind, sweetheart, but I don’t want you to think about it anymore right now, okay? You’re in your own head so much. Come out of it. Be with us.” He spoke softly as the two of you swayed. “Your problems May seem so big and bad now, but that’s because you up-play them. When you think about it constantly it makes it seem bigger…” he spun you around, making you gasp a bit then laugh quietly. He laughed with you. “But when you take a step back.” He stepped back with you following. “And open your eyes to what’s around you.” He spun you again, making you giggle. “You can go back in and think about the situation in a different light.” He kissed your forehead. “You won’t always feel this way, lovely. Bad things don’t last forever.”

He heard a hiccup and a sniffle from under him and he looked down. Tears were welling and began pouring down your face. He enveloped you in a tight and secure hug, warmth spreading across your body in a way that made you feel nothing but safe and loved. He pulled you gently down to the ground and let you rest in his lap as he rocked back and forth, letting you feel your emotions for however long you needed to. He hummed quietly to the music, the rest of your group none the wiser to your little feels session a little bit away from them. That rocking and humming, along with the exhaustion that always came after crying, put you to sleep. He looked down and smiled sadly, kissing your hairline. “Goodnight, y/n…” he looked up at the boys laughing and singing and his smile remained. “I hope your dreams are nice…”

[reggiekinnie2]

Shinji Ikari listens to Mitski and you CANNOT convince otherwise

[martyrbat]

world's finest (1990) #1

[ID: two in-universe drawings from two different orphan children talking about their heros. The first one is by Ann Gray, who's eight years old. She drew a surprisingly decent photo of Batman in front of a yellow background and wrote, ‘My hero — Batman. He is strong and fierce and he can beat anyone. He is very tall. He wears a cool suit with a bat on. He is not afrade of bullits and he saved my life (true). No one nows his reel name or address. the biggist crinminel in all the world could not make him sorender. Batman keeps gothum city safe for everyone and pets.’

The second drawing is by Zachary Sikes who's 12 and a half years old. He drew a photo of Superman using his heat vision as he flies. He wrote, ‘My Hero — Superman. My hero is Superman. He is able to fly and I have seen him lift up a car (with 2 peeple in it). If you hit him in the face then he will just laff. Every one likes him and he saved my life once. The big S on his shirt is for his name (Superman). He lives in Metroplis (where I used to life also). He keeps everything there in law and order.’ END ID]

[gxdmade]

@chatcambrioleur

"Who said that was a rule? He's on my side, anyway...~" >:)

"Oh yeah?? Does he know you were MAKING OUT with TORAO??" He's practically yelling.