#this is a joke by the way im not going to do anything to myself im just really annoyed

[asktheevilgeniusesson]

“Well then mister tough-n-up, way to one up me with the past injury story!”

The hedgehog jokes with a snort and chuckle, wagging his tail softly, which.. was easy to see now, was very.. unnaturally long for a hedgehog. And usually. Hedgehogs didnt have an odd sharp point at the tip of their tail like a dragons. But hey. Galahad didnt believe him when he said he was the dragon. Might aswell act like hes a hybrid then think he was truthful hm?

“Well theres still the coughing issue but that’ll go away once i can find myself a lake to drink from, but surprisingly i do feel less strained from pain in my movements.. im surprised you got her to treat me if anything.”

The hog shrugs, however let out a surprised yet odd noise. It was a mix of a squeak and some lizard like chuff, as galahad yanked away from his paw. Blinking rapidly in surprise as he stared at the knight and tilted his head. He kept his arm held out but relaxed it, just incase.

“..why are you sorry, Knight? Im the one that initiated the hand holding. If you aren’t a fan of such touch, then i apologize for that.”

The hog hummed, unaware that the knight seemed more flustered than anything due to his helm. Tilting his head to the side like a confused dog with a gentle look to those uncanny eyes. To be fair, he was a hermit in a cave. He forgot proper social etiquette long ago.

[Sir Galahad starter for @asktheevilgeniusesson ]

Sir Galahad had been tracking down this monstrous dragon for days now. Hearing word that the dragon was terrorizing villages, the young squire set out to go slay the beast.

He was told he was foolish for going after such a beast, and was told stories of this horrid monster and how it burned down villages, but that wasn't enough to deter the young knight, if anything, the stories fueled his determination to put an end to its reign of terror.

His fellow knights also told him he was being foolish and he's to not take on this quest as he was still fairly new, Percival even tried to dissuade him from taking this quest, but he ignored the other knights, and only pretended to listen to Percival, before sneaking away once the knights were at rest to take on his quest.

Thanks to a traveler, Galahad had been given directions to the location of the dragon's den, and now here he was, standing just outside the very cave the beast is said to be in.

It sets in for the young knight. He's really about to do this. He's about to go into the belly of the beast, alone.

There's no turning back now. He didn't come all this way for nothing. He goes in.

Using the glow of his psychic powers, he navigated his way through the dark cavern. Galahad was a ways in until he saw an orange light further in.

This was it.

He takes a deep breath, steels himself, then let out a war cry as he and his blade goes charging forward.

Imagine his confusion when he finds no dragon, but he does find a grumpy blue hedgehog that made this place his home. "What? You're no dragon."

[spaciebabie]

at first getting diagnosed with cptsd was like, "yay my trauma has been validated (it always was valid)!" and i really thought that was going to be it, but then i started to do research as i do whenever i realize i have something and learned that!! the way i experience socialization is!! quite horrid actually!!

[aggressiveguitarnoises]

why am i so interested in south american cultures and history. and why do i keep stopping myself from learning about them

[itsalwaysdark]

i like overthink everything now it makes me feel so dumb. i used 2 be able to just talk 2 ppl but nowadays every single thing im like Is that actually going to make them hate me. Yes probably. and then i just dont respond which makes ppl hate me. this is how it is

[millshakes]

Today my mom and i went out, i had some things i still had left to buy, a powerbank and earphones, we used this as an excuse to go out just before i left for uni. It was really fun we walked around we bought some things we even bought like a wagyu skewer thing, it was my first time trying something like that it was really good. We bought like snacks for me for my dorm and yea electronics. In this mall we usually just eat at the same place over and over again, anytime we visit it, but this time we decided to try someplace new. It was sooo good i bought these small chicken tacos and it was literally so good and there was this drink my mom bought called masala chai yea that was good as balls as well. We really did just use it as an excuse to have some fun before i went to uni, even she was a bit hesitant to send me away, since im the youngest and her baby yada yada.

During the ride home, it was kinda quiet, i was mostly just thinking and lowkey dread. I remember seeing a post describing grief- You think you got over grief but on a random tuesday you just break down. I felt that, I could feel like my mental walls start to crack and crumble a little as i got silent. I could feel the feeling in my stomach. I could feel my body being on edge, it was literally so close to like crying and releasing my emotions. However I just couldn't, all the years of bottling up my negative emotions really did a number on me. And so i just sat there feeling the tears well up in my eyes, but not falling.

This continued for another 20 minutes, until along the road I saw my favourite flower. This flower isn't the prettiest, smells the nicest or anything, but I loved it because when I used to walk alot(now my mom doesnt let me cuz of dangerous dudes, which i think is bs but oh well) the route that i usually took there was a path with this type of flower lined across. I loved putting my hand in the bushes as i walked. It was super soft and if it rained there was always some water inside the flower, it just felt lovely to touch. The sight of this flower really did make me start tearing up(BTW GUESS WAT SONG PLAYED 4TH OF JULY BY SUFJAN STEVENS) I kinda regret not crying there idk it just feels like i couldnt.(@kruxton remember when i said theres a high chance of me crying in the first week of me going to uni, nvm it is so gonna happen i feel it).

[saudebazi]

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[lith-myathar]

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[eli-writes-sometimes]

I LOST THE GODDAMN NOTEBOOK WITH ALL THE PPP I'VE WRITTEN SO FAR I AM GOING TO LAUNCH MYSELF INTO THE SUN

[antivastalon]

not been a good day today fellas

[aly-s0ares]

its come to my attention now that im less public about having meltdowns and begging for *one specific persons* attention because i thought i *deserved better* than to be treated like a joke or a toy someone could just throw around whenever they want, that im getting less attention from men.

like yall can’t try and play the knight in shining armor to try and get into someones pants so you just don’t even try and honestly that’s pathetic. you shouldn’t have to try and love bomb someone vulnerable into liking you.

i feel complete and utter disgust that these men think i’d be down to hook up especially in a bad time. i’m not easy, and i don’t play games.

[dexaroth]

ive already said this before about how ive felt so disconnected from art. its all just lines and poses and specific distances away from the camera, layers of color... something triggered a switch in my brain that is making things just not feel real anymore.

and its like. ok. whatever. its still fun to draw and i get very happy when i manage to draw something good. but i lack the motivation! so.. lemme think.. ah! my characters! perhaps i should try to actually flesh them out as real people, with a past and personalities and relationships..

and the more i read about it the more disconnected i feel. is that all life is about? traits and backstories and being bound to everything that happened to you.. the ways you think and act being somewhat easily traceable to your history..character arcs. stories just being a means to an end(?)

and i also want a world for my ocs to live in that is a bit believable and justifies them, but every bit of advice and apparently common worldbuilding things have all just been done before.

is there any chance of making something that matters when its all been done before or if everything else feels unreal and abstract. is there a point to anything

[kavehayati]

Even logging in here makes me feel sick whatttt

[giveme-allofthat-ultraviolence]

I was thinking about killing myself again last night and I was gonna go on this whole ass vent trauma dump thing but I was like oh I’m being a bitch again I’ll just try and suck it up and sleep it off

[none-tadashi-left-hiro]

hmmmm. Sad

[squid-ink-on-toast]

me handling a situation better than my parents even though it effects me more than them, is not a good testament to my character, but in fact a bad testament on there's

[our-lady-of-mcr]

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