#self harm flashed

[faceyourphobia]

Jesus fuck dude. I did not need to get flashed by straight up self harm cuts with actual fucking stitches. At least a content warning god sake man…

That grossed me the fuck out good lord, a WARNING would’ve been nice..

[buffyscmmers]

TJ MIKELOGAN’s HALLOWEEN 2024 EVENT

DAY 6: Horror Parallels - VIDEODROME // I SAW THE TV GLOW

[grandwretch]

i so badly want one of those fic examinations of steve's relationship with joyce and hopper but solely through eddie's pov like hear me out

steve and eddie chat a lot in the upside down (and later in the hospital, when they learn hop is alive). steve has taken charge of filling eddie in on the rest of their of-age crew without the kids butting in. he never mentions his own parents, but he talks about the rest of the party's a lot, especially joyce and hopper. eddie knows what it's like to desperately want someone to be your parent and trying to hide it from his own childhood, when he would try to be cool about wayne dropping him off at his dad's house. steve obviously adores joyce and hopper, thinks the world of them and legitimately looks up to them.

eddie isn't sure what he expects from a cop who came back to life and the world's most determined housewife, but he's excited to meet them as someone steve loves.

cue eddie's horror when he realizes that neither of them really feel much for steve rather than annoyance and vague distrust. that joyce trusts will with eddie, an accused murderer, in a heartbeat and still hesitates to leave him with steve. that hopper brushes off every ounce of steve's hero worship and joy.

he tries to broach the topic with steve, gently, and is heartbroken when steve genuinely has no idea what he's talking about. and not because he's oblivious, but because steve thinks that's what he deserves. he thinks that's the parental love that someone who was an asshole in high school needs, because that's what would make him a good person. he needs people to call him out constantly, obviously, because why else would they keep doing it? why would nancy? at least they're here. at least they're not ignoring him. at least they're not forcing him into a box. they just want him to be better.

like, this is the man who thanked a girl for calling him bullshit and telling him she never loved him. he doesn't Know that's not how you're supposed to handle things. no one ever taught him that.

and now eddie's gotta figure out how he can teach steve how to be loved the right way without outing himself and his huge crush on his love-starved dork of a friend.

[tanzdoesthings]

finally, after all this time with procreate dreams, i have a little something to share! this is based on this comic by @weepinglilvessel and i had been imagining the cable pull as an animation and finally free from exams i was able to do a quick go at it!

the gif maker chewed it up a little but its fine it gets the point across

[littlestpetgoth]

descendent oc

[brogatory]

i miss you. my prince. haahaahaa.

[You hate silence.]

[fivepebble]

was anyone ever curious about what the blurred background in "behind the stem" was? no? well i'm posting it anyway because i still think about it a lot and i don't think anyone's gonna bother overanalyzing it at this point

(flash and volume warning)

[pngjamie]

Severe Flashing Lights + vibrant colors warning additional warnings for self harm and alcohol

there is like 3 people im hoping dont watch this

[mostlymaudlin]

picking fights

andreil, rated t, <500 words / series: flashes of intimacy

There can be something so pleasant about being unpleasant. Andrew started the day by making Nicky’s face flash with hurt. He repeatedly stepped on the heels of a guy twice his height in the coffee line, and flashed middle fingers as he walked out of his least favorite class.

Bee fills their session talking to Aaron, denying Andrew the opportunity to rile up his brother until they’re driving back to practice. Renee proposes a late night sparring session, then shrugs off Andrew’s silence. He doesn’t want to play pretend, and she doesn’t pick fights she knows she won’t win.

Then there’s Neil. A uniquely irritating figure. Andrew hasn't had to deal with him since morning practice, but Neil hits him with a concerned stare as soon as he steps onto the court. Andrew repays it by sending all Neil’s shots on goal back at his ankles, waiting for that temper to flare.

Andrew’s pulse jumps when Neil finally drops his racquet and stomps toward him. The buzzer goes off as he slams a hand against the wall next to Andrew’s head and grabs at the grating of Andrew’s mask.

“What’s your problem?” Neil asks. It’s not even a hiss — not even a growl.

“Seems like you have the problem,” Andrew says, matching Neil’s calm tone.

“No,” Neil says. “You woke up mad. Fine. Pit yourself against everyone else, but not me. I’m always on your team.”

The words douse the fire in Andrew’s chest, leaving him full of ash, full of dust, full of nothing. Stupid Neil. Andrew should have known better. But he’s forever picking fights he can’t win.

He fists the collar of Neil’s scrimmage pinny, tugging. Neil holds his ground, holds Andrew’s gaze.

“This thing says otherwise,” Andrew says, but Neil only rolls his eyes at the attempted diversion. Apparently satisfied, he lets go of Andrew’s helmet and steps back.

Andrew sits out the rest of practice in retaliation. Later, he brakes at the curb of Fox Tower and waits for everyone to get lost. Neil stays in the passenger seat, watching as the others walk into the building. When they’re out of sight, Neil slumps in his seat and yawns.

Andrew hates him. His eyes nearly water as he swallows a yawn of his own.

He slams the car into park and leaves it running. Neil stares as Andrew rounds the car and yanks open the passenger door, his face a dare.

“Move over,” Andrew says.

Neil blinks in surprise, then climbs into the driver’s seat. “Where to?”

Andrew doesn’t respond. It’s December, but he rolls the window down when Neil merges onto the highway. He sticks his hand out, holding his palm steady against the force of the freezing air.

It’s another fight he can’t win. The wind stops biting when his skin goes numb, but eventually his muscles tire. Andrew rolls up the window, and savors the pins and needles as his fingers come back to life in Neil’s warm palm.

this series is on ao3!

[harusuki]

the legend of vox machina gifset per episode season 1 episode 9: the tide of bone

[arkanacore]

i cut myself (shaving) || a falling falling stars by @not-poignant animatic <3

brainrot continues so!! baby's first animatic!! let's fucking go!!

[thatgoddamngingerundercut]

Agust D 'Amygdala' MV

[smolcrow465]

just finished the edge of sleep & holy shit guys. it's good.

[vocaloidsongpoll]

do you like this vocaloid song?

(FLASHING IMAGES WARNING, SUICIDE WARNING)

(composed by Pepoyo)

submitted by @raaaamen! thank you so much!!!

[florenceisfalling]

"YOU CONTROL MY LIFE, I FEEL LIKE A FUCKIN' PUPPET!"

[bittcnneck]

Lacey is a huge people pleaser. The dream she saw in Lacey's petshop and also the whole lacey's diner just backs it up. She loves animals. She used to have a dog before her uncle got rid of it. Now she wants a cat. If she loves them so much, why would she harm a bunny and a turtle in her petshop? Because she was asked to. The pets had to be perfect. They had to look exactly how the costumers wanted them. And she did not want to dissapoint them. Even if it meant harming the animals. She wants people to like her, to be proud of her, to appriciate her, to be happy with her service. So much so that she is willing to harm an animal as long as it means the costumer will leave satisfied.

in laceys diner, when she ends up being late and the costumers leave, she starts calling herself names like "failure, dissapointment" and harms herself. All because she failed her costumers. She could not satisfy them. So she punished herself by harming herself mentally and physically. She tried so hard. But the poor girl ended up breaking down.