#tw self deprication

[blu3b1rdsss]

🕯️ :3

'I feel awful for being so powerless in this situation. I want to help, I can see Sprite suffering. I wish I could do more but I don't want to accidentally shove him away. He's so smart and cleaver, why doesn't it see that this is hurting him? Why do I even care? I don't know him that well! Ugh. I hate seeing it like this. maybe if I didn't take that stupid job I would have been able to actually do something.'

[kittsu-and-company]

aeries needs you kit

people still - want you

You deserve a second chance

I’m pretty sure I’ve already been given a second chance

I want to try to get better but I’m pretty sure I’m close to the point of no return, if I haven’t already crossed that line.

This isn’t a “third time’s the charm” situation. The only way that could possibly happen is if a god for whatever reason decides I should cheat death. I’m not important enough for that.

[i-dont-want-to-exist-anymore]

I wish [Vent Post]

please be careful!

I wish I could be loved by people the way I love them. I wish someone would see my loyalty and affection and not think ‘that looks like a fun experience’ but instead think ‘they look like a wonderful partner’. I wish I wasn’t so hopeless when it came to any kind of relationship at all. I wish I wasn’t so guilable. I wish I didn’t have so many trust issues. I wish God would apologize for making me so unlovable. I wish I wasn’t so unlovable. I wish my acts of genuine love and loyal tot and care weren’t taken advantagee of by so many people so often. I wish people gave me a chance to live them unconditionally and receive that kid of love in return. I wish I wish I wish.

[pokemonveterinarian]

Munna Mail: A nightmare. It's not yours, yet still feels... personal.

[CW: Transphobia, Emotional and Physical Abuse, Body Shaming]

Click. Click. Click. Heels tapping against the pavement. Your heels. You hadn't worn this outfit in years. This dress. This stupid, girly, uncomfortable dress. But She demanded you wear it. This is a formal occasion, after all. It wouldn't do to make Her mad. Causing a scene on a family birthday would be the worst thing. At least, according to Her. And what She says goes.

You enter the house. Family greet you. Tell you how pretty you are. Pretty. Pretty. It's all how fucking pretty you are. You can't speak up. The shoes dig into the back of your ankles with each step. They're one size too small, but She got them for you at a discount. It'd be a waste for you to not wear them.

The woman of the day is in front of you. Your aunt. The good one. The kind one. Your pain, your discomfort are clear. You are asked what's wrong. She interrupts. You aren't given a chance to answer. She tells your aunt that you're just tired. That you stayed up too late playing video games. Lies. She sent you to bed early. You don't even get a chance to tell the truth. An apologetic look is offered your way. Not like it'd help much.

The party continues. The cake is cut. You get up, but are told to sit back down. She says you're not getting cake. That you're already too fat. You don't need the extra calories. You have no choice but to comply. Your discomfort is loud. Deafening. But a voice cuts through it. A kindly one. Your aunt once more. You are offered a slice of the cake. Told not to tell Her. You weren't planning on it.

Midway through the slice, you feel a sting on your cheek. Pain. The rest of your cake is dropped onto your dress, spreading buttercream all over it. Your ear is pulled as Her words rip into you. Tells you that you're grounded for disobeying Her. You try and tell her that you were offered the slice, but the stinging pain in your cheek returns. Another strike of Her cold, hard palm. You are escorted out of the house with no chance to explain or defend yourself. Her voice is pleasant to the other guests, but you see through it. Thinly veiled hatred.

You have the worst feeling that you'll be having cold dinner. Again.

Tears roll down your cheeks the whole way home.

You wake up to a painful shiver down your back.

[Saint just had a 1000 yard stare. This family dynamic was so foreign, yet so familiar...

But the dream woman was right

He was getting too fat

He decides not to eat today.]

[fredbears-gayest-employee]

oh.

that’s everyone leaving me for the people they actually care about once I’m no longer interesting.

maybe i really am only good for sex.

[autumna-potentia]

Blake had been too focused on Hax to notice the approaching girl, strained by both physical and mental pain and stress. They even started their first step towards the larger one, if only to be stopped by another hand grabbing their own.

They flinched in pain when their free hand was tugged. The barrel of the revolver stopped half way through pointing at this strange little girl when her appearance was finally processed by a still stressed Blake.

She was too calm. That was the one constant thought between the flood gates of questions and theories that were so overwhelming they blanked Witch's brain.

"But if I do it'll only do more damage. They need someone who'll choose to stay right now." They could worry later about everything else. Just letting their mouth run on its own would do.

"I am going to help them. If that means helping you then I'm not opposed to it, but I am not running away from them." Their breath was strating to hitch and shake just like their voice did.

The drain on their already low stamina was catching up to them in this mere moment of respiro. Tears formed in the corner of their eyes were swiped with the same hand that held the revolver and weight shifted in place in an attempt to keep some sort of balance.

They hadn't even realized they refered to themselves using singular notions, much like they - all of them - did in situations where communication was hard or nonexistent.

Their hand is slapped over the right half's mouth, halting their words just as the necklace is thrown to the ground. The box opening as it make contact with the earth and the necklace itself is revealed.

A tiny spoon, in the shape of a muffin, much like the muffins they had baked for Witch once or twice before.

Hax, the lemon muffin.

Both their eyes widen as they spot the handmade gift. The hand that had slapped over their mouth dropping slowly from their face.

Witch had only just met them, they'd talked so few times and hung out together even less. Yet they cared so much, they remembered the first confection they shared, went out of their way to make them a gift for a budding friendship.

Still wanted to give them this gift, despite the fact that they were trying to rip their head right off their shoulders.

There has to be some other reason, they had to serve a use to Witch somehow. That's the only reason they'd want them around.... right?

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Witch- ❞ || 💛 ||: ❝ Witch- ❞

The hand that had covered their mouth rushes to grip their hair, to pull on it and pull more tears from the right half's eye. A cry of pain, of sadness, leaves them as they flicker back into view.

|| 💛 ||: ❝ Stop- stop this-! I'm an awful person, they shouldn't want anything to do with me! ❞ || 💛 ||: ❝ They care- they care about me- even after- after I- ❞ || 💛 ||: ❝ That doesn't stop what I think- what I've done- what I'm going to do- ❞ || 💛 ||: ❝ But they're not leaving- why won't they leave-? ❞

The faces argue back and fourth, enough that both their hands have to curl into their hair as they try to split further down the middle. Vying for control, to make sense of someone new, someone that should've easily been scared away by what they became... refusing to leave. Staying, despite the damage they'd done and had planned to do.

It gave enough time for a tiny hand to grab to Witch's arm- a small seemingly human girl standing there- her eyes flicking between Witch and her sibling.

|| 🔷 ||: ❝ You got them distracted. You should run- ❞

[mintmatcha]

ochako core but it's a trick to be naked and complimented by you

[bpdbeehive]

I'm sorry I can't help it please don't be upset I just love you and want the best for you

[tap3tum-lucidum]

[artralichoard]

Another fic! this one is a bit shorter than my first. A discord server im in was talking about the fact that red eard sliders have shorter life spans than the other's species

so of cours I had to write a little angst fic. :)

Additional Tags:

Pre-Movie: Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (2022), Pre-Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Cartoon 2018), Leonardo-centric (TMNT), Hurt No Comfort, Light Angst, Insecure Leonardo (TMNT), sight suicidal implications, mention of suicide, mention on injury, nothing graphic, Medic Leonardo (TMNT), implied absent splinter, Leo makes a discovery, turtle species traits, the turtles exhibiting turtliness, Turtle Tots (TMNT), eh more like 10ish here, Leo "I can't let my nerd twin know I'm also a nerd" nardo, major character death but its just future leo, nothing we haven't seen before folks

Summary:

If all other roles are taken up, then what other choice does he have other than to step up?

He didn't realize it would lead to a forbidden fruit kind of knowledge. Leo also didn't think he'd feel as content as he does after this discovery. At least he's useful now.

[l0nd0n-3xists]

I wish I was skinny. I wish I was pretty. I wish I wasn't sensitive. I wish I wasn't annoying. I wish I wasn't clingy. I wish I had pretty hair. I wish I was taller. I wish I had a purpose. I wish people actually liked me. I wish I was fun to be around. I wish I didn't hate myself. I wish I wanted to be alive.

I wish I was dead.

[kittsu-and-company]

YOU'RE AN ASS YOU KNOW THAT RIGHT?

STOP BEINGS SUCH A DICK OF A FRIEND AND TALK TO SPRITE DAMNIT

I do know that

I don’t want to know that but guess what. It’s easier to accept things as they are than try to deny that I’m anything better.

Please for the love of Arceus just let me dig my own grave without commentary

I know how to get out

[i-dont-want-to-exist-anymore]

I’m sorry I’m so broken, I’m sorry I wasn’t made to last

[mysticpeachnight]

Im not enough to make anyone happy, I'll never know why I thought I could be. I guess I thought if Im able to get my happiness from a person I could be that source of happiness for someone. Im not enough though, I'm not enough for anyone. If I was, none of my friends would be depressed, none of them would be dead, it's all my fault I wasn't enough for them for any of them.

[fredbears-gayest-employee]

Partner is givng birth nd all I can care about is myslf.

m such a selfih asshole

[shilo-sumac]

im not even trying to be self depricating, i am literally functionally useless right now haha yay 💜 i cant do anything , i have to pass up new rehab cases because im too hurt, the one reason i even exist 💜💜💜💜 why even bother right???. hah.... haha..h