#near impossible

[maaaahri]

I think the worst thing about the perception of health, both mental and physical, and being disabled in either regard, is that the need for extra support is often viewed, institutionally and therefore culturally, as a dehumanizing element rather than a simple fact of the human experience. No man is an island, and yet, when it comes to needing anything from an IEP to a caretaker, these things are used to subvert one's rights and create the expectation of failure and that's a little ableist innit.

[sprocketsciencer]

I don’t wanna watch anymore.

[beif0ngs]

THE BOY SAVIOR ⏱️ THE BOY WHO SHATTERED TIME

[lonelyzarquon]

[blitzbuckz]

【𐂃】 begging? he wishes! cowering before a blue blood was never his style. he'd much rather DIE than stoop below them, he had standards — he was done being at the bottom of the barrel! If it keeps getting him into deep shit THEN SO BE IT. he'll continue to strive for his own Kin, he was ready to sacrifice anything for their sense of freedom. something lowborns, like himself, were never granted.

With a stern expression he lowered his hands, gradually becoming unfazed. a cocky smug plastering across his maw as he watched the Sin's sickened reaction. He knew what was awaiting for him, their impending claws, yet — he wasn't going to give it to them. he wasn't going to give them the satisfaction of breaking him. Soon as he braced himself — he felt his entire entity being slammed against the ground. The sheer aftershocks sending agonizing aches through his very fiber. Compelled to spit out a chunks of blood on impact.

❝ ACK! ❞ black blood disgorged at a enormous amount, thrown in a fit of coughs as he tried to gasp for air. Not given the time to clear his airways he then felt his body being seized again, this time being tossed into the sky as a gut-twisting punch sent him airborne towards another direction. The immense pain, of being tossed around like a ragdoll, nearly causing him to black out several times. However, before he could pass out, another death-defying punch made him come to. It felt like a never-ending cycle of pure torment, yet, he tried to bare with it.

The throbbing pain rushing through his head made Mammon's words sound muffled, even so, he was able to make out a few of their words as he tried to make any shred of movement. He continued to keep his eyes closed, perhaps, if he didn't see their attacks coming... it will make the pain more bearable. It was a thought, a hunch, in which... he was terribly mistaken when he felt his wrist snap in two —

❝ AAAAAHH — AAAAAAAGH !!!!! ❞

FFFFUCK FUCK! he couldn't contain his screams anymore, despite his best efforts, the pain was too much to bear. Before he knew it — tears began to stream out of the corner of his eyes as he held his own broken wrist, wheezing && muffling as he curled into a ball.

Forced to hear them out while he cradled himself on the floor. almost wincing as if he was expecting them to throw another hit on him. This time, he couldn't gather his voice, he couldn't even look at them. shaken to the core, he remained wounded — almost lifeless, yet, he gathered their forewarnings. Emitting a short guttural cry when they delivered the final punch.

At the time, he couldn't feel any type of emotion. Hell, he couldn't muster the strength to pull out his phone. Rendered motionless, damaged, he remained curled up in the dark alleyway. lying down on his own puddle of blood.

[ In this fleetin' moment . . . everythin' felt so peaceful ]

placid. —was it over? is he going to bleed to death? is this how his story ends? Scarlet eyes pigments were beginning to fade, no sooner voices chimed his ears... urging him to simply,

give up.

Mammon was running out of patience with this sewer rat imp. In a way he hoped the imp would just go for it and try to bed for his forgiveness. Mammon was king and all and bet this little fucker had some people he still wanted to spend time with right? Mammon stood there corrected.

The spit in his mouth was unexpected as Mammon quickly spat a huge blob of saliva out of his mouth. "THE FUCK WRONG WITH YA!?" Mammon shouted as he slammed Blitzø on ground with full force which made the rooftop crack. "I need a fuckin' rabies shot!! Yer disgusting!! Fucking stupid worthless MOTHERfucker!!" the sin raged as he started to pummel the defenseless imp with his fists. He had enough of games. Apparently this imp had a death wish and Mammon was more than happy to break him!

But before that... it was time to humiliate this Prideful bastard. Mammon lift Blitzø up by squeezing his face. "Hope ya love flying~" before Mammon let Blitzø respond in any way he threw him up in the air with full force as he teleport after him just to appear in front of him. Punch! And Blitzø was flying other direction. Mammon repeating his teleport maneuver. "WE HAVIN' FUN YET IMP!?" another punch which made Blitzø fall on a ground to the alleyway. Mammon landing after him but as a light as a feather.

"Now ya little fuckstick. I'm gonna make this REALLY easy for ya to understand. Never ever touch anything that belongs to me. Never come near me or talk any shit otherwise I'll-..." he paused just to snap Blitzø's wrist. "- . . . or ya gonna have a front seat in a show. A show where you watch everyone ya ever cared for meet their painful end. All those hellborn in Court room- . . ." Mammon made another pause as he leaned in for a whisper. "N' Fizzarolli. After that ya have no one in yer pitiful life~" he let out the darkest chuckle, one more punch and Mammon was done. Not even caring if this imp was alive at this point or not.

"Fucking waste of time" Mammon grit his teeth. The shot wounds really hurt and the blood did not stop bleeding. He casually wiped the blood off his face as he turned around and teleport his way outta the alley.

[katsigian]

Why are fandom discord servers some of the most stress inducing places in the world like why is it when you post anything into any chat it feels like either a) you're purposely being ignored or b) you've pissed someone off just by speaking. And it's such a pain in the dick because if you want any sort of help with anything or want to be even a little bit apart of a community you have to be in these servers. While the whole time it feels like that one meme picture of all the girls sneering at the camera because you dared show your face in there

[poppedbubblgum]

They want ice cream 🥺

[killjoy-prince]

House M.D. but it's when Wilson says House's name

[perotovar]

Pedro Pascal Cinematic Universe: Alignment Chart | insp

[strqyr]

redid an old vacuo design for ruby that i never actually finished ✌

not so sure about the color scheme of this one but it is what it is, i fought with it enough as is lol

[zondearts]

New Shizuku and Airi designs (the curse is lifted I am freeee)

[ninoochat]

this came to me in a dream

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: nightmares / trauma / ]

Post-invasion, Mikey sneaks into Leo’s room and when asked by Leo what the problem was, Mikey just smiles and says since he’s awake and knew Leo would be too, he didn’t want either of them alone. Leo laughs and lets Mikey stick around, both of them clumped together on Leo’s bed, watching grainy compilations of old Lou Jitsu commercials on Leo’s phone.

Technically, Mikey didn’t lie. He just didn’t explain everything that led him to Leo’s room. He didn’t explain the nightmare of his arms burning up too bright, too fast, destroyed before Raph and Donnie have a chance to help. He didn’t explain how he woke up with a wail caught in his throat, phantom pain in his arms and chest alike chasing away any semblance of exhaustion. He didn’t explain how his mind made sure he knew, vividly, that if one thing went wrong with his portal, then he would have never seen Leo again.

He didn’t explain, and he didn’t have to. Leo knows his brothers better than he knows himself, and Mikey has always been easy to read. So it’s no trouble to let Mikey know that he’s still with them, that Leo is here and alive with everyone else. And when Mikey finally regains his exhaustion and falls asleep leaning against Leo, Leo simply maneuvers him into a more comfortable position and stays by his side.

He doesn’t move, doesn’t go to sleep - not that he could, anyway. He just mindlessly scrolls on his phone, the soft snores of his little brother filling the room. He stays in place, awake, because he wants to be sure that when Mikey wakes up again it’s to the immediate sight that Leo is alive and well and home.

And, if Leo’s bring honest, that’s a reminder not just for Mikey’s sake.

[wibblyrlin]

Elliot and Beverly Mantle | Dead Ringers (2023)

[aka-indulgence]

I think of him……..

[arckiaym]

Whhat if Our Favorite Homunculus possesses guardians dead body, what then?

Idk, there are so many crossover arts that I was like "lemme get in on that" and there was this dead guy right there so