#i AM TRYING TO COPE

[p1nkcomet]

the dehumanization of gojo

i am a tree. i am beautiful and lush and green. i stand tall and loom over people. my trunk is thick- if you were to cut it you could see the layers that have formed throughout the years. i am strong, my roots intertwine into the earth, feeding off its power. my branches reach up, each sprout being different choices in a parallel universe. maybe one where i didn’t meet you. you are the wind. you range from breeze to vexed typhoon. you circle my arms and attack my body with your invisible bullets. you pick up stones and launch them at my lean figure, but it’s fine because i am strong; you’re just testing my durability. you come to visit me, furious and angry, stripping me of my leaves, leaving my body naked and trembling. you chip away at my heart, leaving me without the only thing that people find beautiful about me, but it’s fine because i know you love me. you love me, just not enough to stay. and when you leave i don’t miss you, but i wish you came back. you like carving me, sculpting me, gouging me, to create your perfect version of me, even if i never saw anything wrong to begin with. when things dont go your way, you curl away leaving me to heal. my leaves grow back, and i am beautiful again. but you’re back. you slam my bones, and shake me dry, now not even the rain wants me. it’s strange, that while you’re the one undressing me, once i am finally nude, exposed for you, ready for your judgement, you cave further away. my green garments return, and this time they’re present for the sun’s visit. she smiles as she caresses me with a gentleness you could never possess. but why, if she treats me so well, do i still wish it was you? her grin falters, when you rejoin me because she knows she is unmatched, even in her luminous glory. im strong, but you’re stronger. this time you thrash and pull at my legs and pierce my arms. this time im not just naked, im mutilated. with one final punch you leave my back broken. my trunk, once so wise and full of time, is pointless. i am a tree, but im no longer beautiful and lush and green. the people i once stood over carry my corpse. my roots, once tangled with the soil are ripped out of the earth’s embrace. i’m no longer strong, you took that away. my branches sweep the ground. tonight was my last night with you. you don’t want me, but won’t leave me alone. you assist in my erasure; as my dead body is being burned, you fuel the fire that was made from my soul. the thick smoke is the only part of me that remains.  i am a product of your infatuation with yourself. you are so in love with yourself, you’ve chiseled a reflexion of you in me. the only way you could love anyone else, was if they resembled you.  as i float up, tall for one last time, i see you smile for the first time, satisfied with my final form.

[astersoul]

when gojo satoru died, the world did not mention his name

it was quiet when the remaining sorcerers moved on with their lives

it was quiet when his students went back to their rooms that night

it was quiet when shoko ieiri walked into the cold room where his body laid...

it was the usual quiet,

only that it was not this defeaning

the walls no longer had to fill this room with the echoes of one annoying voice, and for that she should be glad. her work was supposed to be like this after all

but why was she standing there, hoping, waiting for someone to make her ears bleed again? why did she find the absence of sound so bothersome?

"since when were you this quiet, gojo satoru?"

it was a known truth that not a soul dared to mention his name- at least, not out loud

[existential-queeer]

[crybabykiko]

Guy and the 12 he pulled by being pathetic and honestly kind of annoying

[duksisdarker]

It sucks that i can't have a "best friend". Everyone who has held that title has always had the most fucked up end to our friendships. Not that im blameless in these situations, but holy shit why are we like this.

I love you but fuck you. I hate that i feel so bad. I hate that these things hurt both of us and the nature of our departures mean i can never know the extent. I love you but fuck you.

[sammypog]

writing the most tragic awful emotional fanfiction that i possibly can after being psychologically destroyed by good omens season 2 <3

[rumours-from-inez]

They know acsess to fanfic would make me too powerful 🙄

[thegreatimpersonatorpearl]

Origins

“It makes me a mad girl to come from a land where all the lines are segregated and the truth separated.

Outlanders loved to punish us for the crimes we didn’t commit.

That we’re all the same.

Come for my home, I’ll come for your throat.

Milwaukee, Twin Cities, Chicago, Detroit, and New York City are our homes.

Known for being the most dangerous cities.

We all knew the ins and outs of our map.

In a home where memories of a homeless man begging on the street for something.. even just a penny. A reckless woman smoking her final cigarette by the gas station. The abandoned taverns covered with boards that could hold vacant seats. Some would awake to their mothers or fathers television reporting on last nights crime.

They had enough money and enough dimes just to get by.

Her mom said to be proud of the hood. As it raised them.

She snickered when she told her that. How she dreamed of living in the suburbs of the bigger city with the white womanhood best gal pals.

Paint her as a mentally ill disturbed criminal.

It’s not terminal.

She just wants to be loved for the way she is.

Even with her home city and baggage.

Bad reputation equals representation.

She’ll be known for being a mad girl from the bad city.

At least she has a home.”

[understandingthebrobecks]

how we feelin over here? good? thriving? nothing insane going on? 

[dyymi]

why worry about the election when i can pet virtual animals

[fck-ed]

hot girls cry by themselves on nye

[quebrntahuesos]

man i love the penguins, would love to see them win one day

[chibigaia-art]

desire

[guacomelon]

wwwwrrrAAAAUAUGGGGG

[hinamie]

summer is coming so i'm giving them the beach day they deserve

[threewishgoldfish]

Finished campaign 2 yesterday. I cried a lot.