#he's traumatised as is

[noahmullariii]

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So Michael Yew is canonically a ghost.

His body was never found which means he never got a funeral.

In Ancient Greece funerals were kind of a big deal. Greeks didn't hold them just to say goodbye to their loved ones, they believed a funeral was the only way for the dead to get to Hades. No proper burial - no proper afterlife. You're stuck upstairs. Not to mention refusing to bury your dead or waiting too long to do it was extremely disrespectful to the gods. That's why Achilles dragging Hector's corpse around in the Iliad was such a horrifically wrong move on his part. Killing him was righteous revenge but parading his corpse was a terrible insult.

And Michael, the poor lad, never got a proper burial. I guess Rick never thought of the implications of that. He's haunting his siblings as we speak. Maybe Nico can send him down the Bryce Lawrence way though technically this way shouldn't be possible either. Bryce's ghost should have remained upstairs after Nico pulled it out of his body. He should have been required to be buried afterwards. But that's a debate to have some other time.

[bestjeanistmonster]

Dc au- felt like being goofy

…but since Shadow is raising these plants i think we can classify this as a case of passing on generational trauma.

[tedlebred]

this is probably all the tgcf you're ever gonna get out of me

[fatherofpuppets]

So, I read THIS, and my life will never be the same

Go and read it

Right now.

[lesbicosmos]

in s2 i NEED charles to not let edwin out of his sight, seemingly being more protective than ever before

i need edwin to get annoyed about it, thinking that charles views him as weak now after seeing him in hell, thinking charles is now protecting him because he feels like he needs to, not just because he wants to

when in reality charles doesn't believe that for a second. edwin's the strongest person he knows and he knows he doesn't need protecting.

but whenever edwin's not with him, it's like he can hear him screaming in esther's machine again. he can see that pile of ripped apart corpses in hell on the inside of his eyelids every time he blinks. and the only way to stop it is having proof that edwin is there with him, that he's okay.

[kingkatsuki]

Do your blorbos ever look at each other inside your blorbo mansion and wonder “what the fuck is that guy doing here?”

[calethescammer]

One of my favourite brain rotting tcf ideas is Cale having some tremor disorder. Basically, he has hands that randomly tremble without any reason.

It may be genetic to him, or he developed it as Cale because of not eating his meals properly and inevitably developing some vitamin deficiency.

Now comes the best part.

Imagine Cale, perhaps in some really gruesome battle, with blood of enemies and allies mixed around him. Imagine his family seeing Cale's stoic face, wondering how a person so young can be so brave, and then they see his hands shaking under his raven coat, even as they're curled tightly into a fist.

Imagine Cale looking at Jour's portrait, admiring her beauty and her alike face with his own. But then his family sees him, his gaze fixated on his mother's image and his hands trembling slightly.

Imagine him, standing at the forefront of some battle with his shields raised, with his hands trembling uncontrollably, even though he is not straining himself. The people protected under him can only tear up at his selflessness.

Imagine Cale after attacking the enemies with a wave of firebolts, but his hands again started shaking badly, even if he has them covered under his sleeves. His family misunderstands that as Cale hiding his pain.

Imagine Cale, resting on a couch after some battle, and when Raon, On and Hong excitedly climb upon his lap, he only smiles slightly and pats them with his trembling hands. The kids then worriedly inform Ron of this and Cale recieves sweet lemon tea for a whole week.

Imagine Cale talking about territory matters with Alberu, and Alberu is once again amazed by his dongsaeng's witty and almost experienced approaches to problems like war. But then he sees Cale's hands shaking while holding the tea cup, and he realises how absolutely not normal it is to not be nervous in such a situation. (Alberu later pledges to himself to give Cale the slacker life he always wished for.)

Just imagine Cale in any situation with trembling hands and it literally creates the most hilarious misunderstandings with some really wonderful angst.

[ninyard]

The foxes would do the craziestttt trauma dump candy salad tik tok

“My names Kevin and I brought sour worms?”

“Kev, you have to trauma dump. Say something traumatising.”

“Why?”

“Because it’s funny?”

“Trauma isn’t funny. I don’t understand why-“

Quick cut away from him to Matt who’s there like, “My names Matt and my dad was the first person to give me cocaine and I brought jolly ranchers!”

[malifiquemakes]

Little guy, big attitude.

[christadeguchi]

“i’m going through something” and it’s the incredible need to impregnate a man

[morsmortish]

when regulus complains about ‘walking in on’ barty and evan, he’s not talking about discovering them fucking in their room (although that does happen a fair amount). he talking about the times he’s entered their dorm to see evan stood over his boyfriend with his fingers probing around in barty’s mouth, whilst the latter sits on his own hands on a wooden chair in order to stop himself from squirming. he’s talking about having to witness, on multiple occasions, barty lying down on the floor, shirtless and flushed whilst evan’s traces over the key parts of his anatomy with a permanent marker, explaining each label in a monotone voice as barty blushes more and more. he’s talking about being subjected to the sight of barty lying in an ice bath, shivering but grinning ear to ear as evan lazily flicks through a book on his bed as he waits for barty’s body temperature to drop low enough to resemble a corpse. the worst part about living with these two freaks is not their disturbing sex life, but their disturbing everyday life.

[fivveweeks]

they ask rika what babygirl means later

[morally-gray101]

My religion is kevin offering to watch neil so he can drink on thanksgiving. In french. And then nicky going "omg neil is making the face kevin can be nice?????!?!??!" Which is hilarious because it implies that Neil really isn't as stone cold as he thinks, and he basically canonically reacts like a deer in headlights whenever someone does ANYTHING remotely nice for him.

matt: oh neil i bought this soda i know you like when i went to the store earlier

neil:

[kingorqueenofnarnia]

Peter, fifteen and fresh out of a bloody and brutal war, sneaking out of Cair Paravel in the middle of the night and going to the river, sticking his head into ice-cold water to shock himself out of a nightmare riddled sleep. Narnia won, but at what cost?

Peter, lying in Susan's bed with his fingers curled tightly into the fabric of her skirts, dried tear tracks on his face and Susan singing quietly in an effort to comfort him. Her fingers pick apart the strands of his hair and he falls asleep only to wake up an hour later with screams on his lips.

Peter, wrapping his arms around an Edmund who has returned from war and murmuring frantic thanks to the Gods for keeping him alive. He presses kisses on Edmund's forehead, cheeks, nose and eyelids, and considers the idea of never letting any of his siblings out of his sight ever again.

Peter, sitting on the High King's throne at the age of thirteen and wondering if he is worthy of this, if he deserves this, if he is capable of this. He is thirteen and barely knows anything about anything and he is High King who should know everything about everything is he worthy is he deserving is he capable he does not know—

Peter, in Lucy's room sitting on the floor with his back pressed to her bed, allowing her to braid flowers into his hair as he stares at the wall. The Victory Parade is in a few hours, but they lost many soldiers and people and Peter has lost sleep and sanity and good friends. Narnia has won but Peter has lost.

Peter, carrying a candle to the Castle Library at two in the morning and pulling out a book about children's fables. He cannot sleep, might as well distract himself. The candle dies down and the sun comes up, and Peter drags himself back to his quarters to get ready.

Peter, who locks himself in his chambers and does not come out for days and days, who refuses food and drink and buries himself under his blankets and stares out the window with blank eyes and slack eyebrows, who does not speak and does not cry and pushes his face into his pillow and screams for the nightmares to go away please I'll do better I just want to sleep please stop please—

Peter, who wants peace and contentment, but cannot help but go to war. Peter, who is quiet and introspective but needs to be loud and abrasive because he is High King. Peter, who wishes he could put down the sword that he wields as easily as he breathes.

Peter, who desires peace, but becomes a God of War

[annienyx]

My first fanart in this fandom :)

[alicentsgf]

the way we're pretending viserys was a good king all of a sudden has me losing brain cells like did we forget his stupid ass caused this dumb as shit war