#in front of my family

[devil-in-hiding]

Maybe I just need to listen to my old music, sit down, put on a feel good video and just

Play

Like I use too. And realize that I can no longer get the old Nikki back, and that I don’t need the Nikki that I’m thinking of. That was rock bottom for me, my son pulled me out of that, I got sober for him, cold turkey the minute I saw those two little lines. He pulled me out of the darkest days of my life, I truly don’t remember 2021-2022 because I drank and abused substances that I am not proud of, and I need to remember that. I need to heal and nurture her, and I need to heal and nurture myself

I can never get old versions of myself back, I can only build towards healing myself into a person that I like to see smiling back at me in the mirror.

I don’t want my son to remember his younger years as mommy being depressed, and least of all him think it’s because of him when he is the reason I am still here.

Without him I would probably would have overdosed a long time ago.

[lauryn-order]

I've got the beginning of the chorus of Running Up That Hill by Kate Bush, just the first three lines going round and round 🙃

Okay, but there’s worse songs to be stuck in your head.

For example, I live with my toddler goddaughters, and all weekend I had one of their stupid songs from a stupid TV show (Bebe Finn) stuck in my head and was going around singing, “Ouchie ouchie ouch ouch, can you help my boo boo? Yes. Yes. Yes.”

All. Fucking. Weekend.

[tearykestral]

thinking about that one time i saw a corolla with the plate MYCH3M and i called it a mychemicorolla

[river--ghost]

work all night on a drink of rum

daylight come and me wan go home

stack banana til the morning come

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

lift six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

a beautiful bunch of ripe banana

daylight come and me wan go home

hide the deadly black tarantula

daylight come and me wan go home

lift six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

six foot seven foot eight foot bunch

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

come mr tallyman tally me banana

daylight come and me wan go home

dayo

dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

day

me say day

me say day

me say dayo

daylight come and me wan go home

[lazylittledragon]

y'know every time i feel guilty about bothering someone by singing along when i'm listening to music, i just remember that i have to tolerate my dirtbag brother screaming at his ps5 for hours every day so listening to muffled off-key fall out boy is probably preferable

[theraedar]

Pogi miku 🇵🇭

Doin the cultural miku trend from twitter hehe

[aerequets]

Setting aside his food, Twilight slowly knelt on the floor, ignoring the pain of his injuries, and wrapped his arms around the large dog. Bond held still as his master buried his face in his fur, his heartbeat strong and steady in contrast with the sudden trembling that had overtaken the man’s form.

this is from chapter 4 of @cantareincminor 's amazing fic Orpheus! I feel like with autumn approaching (on my side of the world at least lol) the weather is getting perfect for reading, so you can tuck yourself in all nice and cozy and read this fic because it's nice and long >:) Thank you for the commission and happy belated birthday, Cantare!

[sysig]

Permission to headbutt: Granted (Patreon)

[padfootastic]

can’t help but think of how, if we choose to go by sirius’ characterisation as a private, arrogant teen who only lets a select few into his circle, sirius’ post-azkaban life just have been such an utterly humiliating experience for him.

especially OoTP. when he has all these near strangers in his childhood house, that he hated and loved and ran away from and couldn’t ever escape. if he spent his entire pre-azkaban existence building a cold and aloof persona, not letting people know what his home life had been like, then to have all of these people get a front row seat to it because of kreacher and portrait walburga’s shenanigans must have been near unbearable. to have the entire order, including snape whom he disliked and mistrusted, hear the kinds of names he’s being called.

not only does he have to deal with the retraumatisation of his childhood, but also the fact that he’s flayed open for everyone to see. it’s not only his freedom, innocence, dignity that has been snatched from him but his privacy also. it’s such a cruel thing to experience, on top of everything else.

to have literal children, his godson who he has been kept away from all this while, whom he presumably wants to be able to look up to him, to have him see into the deepest parts of his soul. to have to be so weak in front of him. not only is he subjected to such vileness but he also cannot do anything about it.

sirius has not had a moment of peace in all the time we knew him. it is indignity upon indignity that is heaped onto him. every other character has gotten a moment of respite but him. it fully breaks my heart.

[notbecauseofvictories]

I think the most terrifying part of any relationship is the ongoing awareness that you are going to have to trust someone when they appear to like or love you. There is no objective way to check your status with someone, no app that will say "they like you overall but are mad at you right now, specifically for x or y or a vague z thing that you didn't even clock when it was happening. But! if you send them a nice card and small gift, they will forget about it and return to base level affection"

instead, you have to just....keep having a relationship with that person, doing big and small things with or for them, and praying that you will both be brave and evolved enough to raise x/y/z as an issue if it genuinely is problem.

Mortifying ordeal of being known, down to your very gluons, and disliked.

[officialmiintee]

wind breaker time! Bofurin first years !!

[professor-geen-berries]

Hi I'm Geen/Roo and a few years ago in lockdown I had a couple friends who I hung out with in the park near my house every afternoon after online learning. I'd been good friends with one since kindergarten and only meet the other a couple years prior to this, through the first friend. They were best friends though, and so I always felt a bit left out when we hung out. Our little siblings also came and played with us when we played things like capture the flag and cops and robbers. Sometimes the second friend would bring along another friend who I coincidentally knew from an extra curricular activity. These friends had quite different interests to me, and liked things like boys and skincare and clothes. I still tried to fit in and have conversations with them but I was clearly a third wheel. But then the friendship bubble rule came in, and I was really excited to be in a bubble with them. There were 3 of us so it was perfect. I talked to them about it and they exchanged awkward looks and told me that they had already made one, with the other friend they sometimes brought along...

I cried for the night that night, and was incredibly sad and betrayed for the next few weeks. I couldn't think of anyone else to be in a bubble with, most of my friends had already made theirs. I had to pretend to be okay with the exclusion by the two friends, and also remained pretty much friendless and alone for a large part of lockdown. It seriously damaged my mental health and I have been insecure about myself and being likeable and friendly, and had anxiety about being excluded in friendships ever since. I also now have a problematic fear of rejection that I think most likely stems from this. It seriously damaged my mental health as well as bullying from my classmates who would call me dumb and anorexic behind my back. I am just really lucky I have supportive parents and a really nice friend group who had my back when lockdown ended. I am a better version of me than I was back then, and I no longer try to remain friends with or seek the approval of people who don't treat me fairly or kindly, but it still haunts me and whenever I see photos or text messages from back then, the blatant toxicity and also my own clinginess makes me cringe. But I have great friends and I'm happy now, which I'm really grateful for.

*takes a deep breath*

and I brought skittles!

@equippedtolove, @yourlocalbadgerscales

Idk who's already done this lol

And anyone who wants to join in! No pressure to anyone!

Candy bowl for Christmas but with ✨ TRAUMA✨:

Hi I'm Ysabelle/Bella and when I was 4 I was taking a bath with my brother and we're playing peekaboo when he surprised me and I hit my head to our toilet bowl,I had to go to surgery because I slashed the side of my left eye,The Doctors had to stitch it back together and I had thread on the side of my face😀😀,And I Brought Mars bars!!

Your guy's TURN!

@sapphic-soool @shipspainfulships

@ultravioletbrit (anyone can do this so feel free to say your trauma!!)

[bluerosefox]

Saying Sorry Will Never Be Enough

Feeling a bit angsty so I had this idea.

Danny is dating one of the Bats/Birds, and everything is going great, amazing even! They know each other secrets (from powers to everything etc), they have a wonderful place to live (even if its in Gotham), Danny is in college on the way to becoming a space engineer (and he does side jobs for unrestful ghosts), he's actually getting sleep again since leaving Amity Park, gets along with their friends and family (those who Danny or his partner still talk to, up to the writer), there is even talk about marriage and perhaps adoption/kids in the future between Danny and the Bat/Bird he's dating!

Everything is setting up for a good life in his future, something Danny didn't think could have after his accident. He was happy finally, and currently packing up his old apartment because he's moving in with his partner in a few days.

So he felt like his core was being pulled out of him when he opens his apartment door one day receiving a knock to find his parents, who had hadn't seen since they kicked him out of the house after coming clean about being Phantom (their words of anger and denial that their son was 'dead' and now a monster, still hurt)

Sure they didn't attack him or proclaim he's dead but still their last words and anger HURT.

Danny didn't give them a chance to open their mouths, both looking nervous and guilty, before he slams the door close and turns invisible, grabs his phone, and fly's out of his apartment to his partner's place in a panic attack.

His partner, isn't happy.

[starry-bi-sky]

mmm throwaway conversation between Dan and Danny that popped into my head that I had to write out:

"You spent ten years being a one-man mass extinction event, then went back in time and fought me, and lost." Danny snarls, arms crossed and throat tight. His mouth pulls back to bare dagger-sharp teeth, and his eyes burn with the familiar thrum of ectoplasm heating up behind his eyes. "If I didn't believe you were half of Vlad before, I do now."

His other self -- and really, can he even call him that? He's half of Vlad too. Two halves severed from each other and welded together to make a new whole, -- snaps his head over to him. Wild-eyed and furious, he looks unlike the man Danny fought before, the one unruffled and untouched, unbothered by the world around him. It's familiar, but not like the way a reflection is.

"What's that supposed to mean." The Other hisses, matching Danny's scowl one-for-one with fangs much bigger and sharper than his.

But there's a reason lions fear hyenas. Danny matches the rumble in The Other's chest with one of his own, and shoves his face close to his. "I don't lose."

[stealingyourbones]

Every day i read a post where people write that “Bruce Wayne has an adoption problem” or that Danny is adoption bait on the first second of seeing him, not even knowing if he has a want of vengeance and a sad backstory and parallels to Bruce, and every day I want to softly cry in a corner.

[olessan]

This is "Miriel alive!!" zoomies so just imagine the "ISILDUR ALIVE!!!" zoomies