#it's fine i'm fiiine

[shares-a-vest]

Love how I waited all week for a day off and now I have what I can tell is the beginnings of a major headache and nausea. I just wanted to be able to paint and write all day and listen to music 😭

[rawliverandgoronspice]

This is blood he's meant to step in. This is the road he was born to walk.

(my first actual attempt at a canon-compliant OoT Ganondorf yeee I Greatly Suffered)

[elenadoeslife]

that feeling when you spill coffee on your tank top, only two minutes after you put in a load of laundry.

[youchangedmedestiel]

The braintrot is intense. See, I checked my list of meals for the week earlier and then I saw one of them being "green beans and cordon bleu" and "bleu" means blue. So basically my brain saw written the words green and blue next to each other and went DESTIEEEEEEL. Which is normal I guess.

[whumping-valentine]

When it hurts so bad that you you can't help but start crying.

Alternatively, when you have a very high pain tolerance, but you've just taken so much that even the mildest of pains can push you past your breaking point. When that tiny little annoyance makes you break out into tears. You just can't take it anymore. It all bottles up until the small things force you over the edge.

You just want it to stop. But that seems like a privilege by this point. Being free of pain feels like things would just be going too well. It shouldn't be your natural state. It's too good to be natural. You'd need to have your guard up at all times. You never know when things could go horribly wrong. You never know when the pain will start again.

That's when you realize the greatest pleasure in life is just the absence of pain.

[callieramics]

Made a pink one.... Lost my head

[candycryptids]

>:3 !!!!

[te-pu-si-ti]

Oh to have the peace of mind of a Sleep No More fan, that yeah of course the show will be around next year, they just only release tickets a few months at a time

[anaalnathrakhs]

you leave me alone for two days and i start exhibiting symptoms

[fishlung8877]

Me when I seee a beautiful woman, or perhaps even a handsome man as welll

[c4tto626]

just remembered i have to be at work in. 7 hours. i need that sniper to actually take me out now pls 🫡

[vertebreakher]

The Bad Thoughts: "So I've been thinking, we're in a good place and everything right? And we clearly don't deserve it, which we can prove because we're angry and sad all the time instead of happy like we should be. So what if we just self-destructed in an act of rage and petulance? Just burn it all down and let everyone know how awful we really are." Okay, I hear you. I feel you. But hear me out on this. Maybe with all we've done we deserve worse. To keep suffering and pretending as we struggle against ourselves to be better, to keep feeling the pain of self-improvement, committing suicide again and again as each successive yesterday self dies for how pathetic they are. The Bad Thoughts: "Hoooly SHIT we need therapy." ...it's what we deserve.

[gobspeaks]

you can get shards of the dragons' FANGS?!

[thegreatgeodo]

Alright let's do this

At 10 notes i'll Say something Nice to a random mutual (Not posting the proof sorry y'all)

At 20 notes i'll say something very nice to all of my mutuals

At 50 notes i'll start studying what is a dual person and how it affects me

At 70 i'll clean up my office (gonna do it tomorrow cuz it's late as i write this)

At 120 notes i'll post a random pic from my phone

(early art for Geodo!)

At 150 notes i'll study some more for school (Fiiine i'll be more responsible, goddamn)

At 200 notes i'll read the picture of Dorian gray as much as possible in 2 hours (i read it 8 times)

At 300 notes i'll take one of those gender tests (it called me gay and i'm unsure what to think of it)

At 350 notes i'll post the very much unfinished alpha of my videogame (still cant find the fucking thing)

At 1k notes i'll tell my psychologist about Cassidy (IT WAS ALL FINE YIPEE!!)

At 5k notes i'll drink battery acid (Sour strips candies + monster)

[dumb-fictionkin-sideblog]

everytime i see him online i become slightly more insane

[chaotic-toasters]

Up the Stairs?

This actually happened to me one time LMAO

England Lionesses x Teen!Reader

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"I'm not climbing those creepy old stairs!" Ella protested. "Y/N and Hannah should go. They're the youngest and the most fit, so if there's a serial killer hiding in the stairwell, they can outrun them. I'm taking the lift, I don't care."

You rolled your eyes. "C'mon, Hannah. Let's go."

"Tooney's such a baby," the Keeper laughed, matching your stride as you approached the hotel's staircase. "I swear, she believes the dumbest things."

You snickered. "Right?"

Hannah started climbing the steps, but you began bounding up them three at a time instead of your usual two. The girls always said you were childish, and this was one of the reasons why.

Because you weren't used to the extra height, you tripped, moving your hand out in front of you to break your fall. However, the sudden impact to your hand sent a sharp pain shooting down from your wrist to your forearm.

"Oh my days," Hannah grimaced, forcing you to sit as she gingerly picked up your hand. "How much does it hurt?"

You squinted at her. "On a scale of what?"

"One to 'take me to A&E, I'm dying'."

"Meh."

She scoffed. "Yeah, right. That crack echoed 'round the stairwell."

"That's just because the acoustics in here are really good," you dismissed her concern. "Seriously, Hannah. I'm fine."

"I'm still telling everybody," she warned. "We need to keep an eye on it. You might not have any symptoms now, but that can change in a few days."

You groaned. "Fiiine."

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"Are you hurt?! What happened?" Rachel yelled in your ear, startling you. "How did you break your hand?! Are you alright?"

You scooted away from her and closer to Alessia. "I'm fine, Rach. And I didn't break it, it's just a scratch."

"Scratch? More like a loud arse crack," Hannah shook her head. "I think we should take you to the medics. Even if you aren't feeling too much pain and it's not broken, you might have sprained it or something."

You pouted, turning to your more empathetic teammates pleadingly. "Lessi, Niamhy, tell them I don't need to! I'm literally fine."

"Sorry, kiddo," Alessia smiled apologetically. "I'm with Rach and Hannah on this one. If it goes untreated, it'll heal wrong and you'll have chronic pain."

Niamh nodded her agreement, a sheepish look on her face.

You turned to your last hope. "Hempo?"

The forward picked up your hand, turning it over and observing it. "Nah, you're fine."

"She doesn't even have full range of motion!" Hannah exclaimed. "Her wrist can't move in a circle smoothly."

"I'll go to the medics if it gets worse," you grumbled. "Now let me be."

An awkward grin spread across Rachel's face, causing you to frown. "What?"

She looked down, unable to remain neutral. "I- uh... I texted Leah."

As if on cue, the door flew open, revealing a very worried Captain England. "Y/N! What the hell did you do?"

You gasped, glaring at your traitorous teammate. "You snitch!"

"Get up, we're going to the medics," Leah pulled you up by your non-injured hand. "Come on, let's go."

You tried to remain still. "Leah-"

"We're going," Leah grunted, throwing you over her shoulder despite your protests. "You're not getting out of this."

You stared glumly at the floor, ignoring the giggles of your teammates.

"I need a medic for this one," Leah declared as she entered the room, setting you down on a chair. "She fell down the stairs."

Sarina's head whipped towards you. "What?!"

You looked at Leah indignantly. "No, I fell up the stairs. Get it right."

Leah threw up her hands in exasperation. "How do you fall up the stairs?"

"I was going up and I tripped," you answered, frowning when one of England's medics held up your arm and hand. "I fell onto the step above me."

Sarina sighed, rubbing her temples. "Did she fracture it or anything?"

The medic shook his head. "Likely a mild sprain, especially if she can still somewhat move it. We'll give her a wrist brace. I'm sure you know how that works, Y/N."

You gave Leah the stink-eye. "This is all your fault."

"No, this is all your fault," she corrected, patting you on the shoulder. "You're the one who likes to go up multiple steps at a time."

"Whatever," you stuck out your tongue, taking the brace from the medic. "We all know that this is really all Tooney's fault."

Leah paused. "Yeah, that's true."