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#and are somewhat traumatised?
athousandbyeol · 8 months
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i just realised that gun and top have sleeping problems...
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adharastarlight · 2 years
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Sirius: *eavesdropping on Reg's conversation* oh could you stop going on about your sex life with my bloody best mate, its sickening
Reg: *turns to face him, deadpan* believe me, for every time you have forgotten a silencing charm, you deserve it.
Pandora, Barty and Evan: *:0*
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therosejamjournal · 1 year
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thinking about how smile (2022) is every traumatised person's worst nightmare. how the message clearly says "your trauma will always win and no matter what you do, you'll swallow it and it'll inhabit your skin forever." how, even if the protagonist had defeated the monster, she would have still lost - the intergenerational trauma has already spread its insidious wings and would survive in the mind of her sister's child. how traumatised people are so often told to just 'suck it up and smile through the pain,' how laughter is the best medicine until it isn't. how misery loves company. and how sometimes healing comes too late too little - you've let the beast grow too strong, it became an intrinsic part of you, your identity.
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itsagrimm · 7 months
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Things done to Nesta instead of just sending her to therapy:
trapping her in an isolated house in which her sister was suicidal in. working out with her DIY therapist with whom she has sexual relations with aroma therapy by a sentient, constantly observing & horny house not telling her the extend of her condition and withholding from her that she literally burned alive once re-traumatising her by letting her work at the scene of her attack, sending her into a cursed swamp, making her do spells she fears threatening her (rhysand i get it you are a stressed daddy but wtf) boot camp-esk hike over the mountain
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elapsed-spiral · 6 months
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Something something, canon divergence where Izzy still says "who am I to you?" but Ed answers honestly and says "I dunno, like some fucked up replacement dad" and then bam, uhoh, these guys finally understand why their situation is so doomed and decide to maybe spend less time together.
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wickershells · 3 months
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One of the attitudes that frustrates me most about the mainstream response to art these days is the general insistence that it must impart some grand moral lesson or enlighten you to something you did not already know. Art can and very often does exist merely as a reflection or portrayal or expression of something otherwise unseen. You write a poem about grief not to illustrate how to cope with it but to write about grief. To embody the disembodied and make it solid, tangible, palpable
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menalez · 2 years
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can’t believe its been years now and people still use those dumb goldstar discourse arguments that are completely devoid of any understanding of human psychology, trauma, mental illness, self-harm, sexual abuse, and sex under the influence. 
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caruliaa · 7 months
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i hate tht so much of my life has been me begging others to care about me the way theyre supposed to . i hate that instead of wishing i didnt have to i wish that for once theyd say yes
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crowbury · 7 months
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I CAN SEE!!!
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zenmom · 1 year
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More of @thebackupdetectives. Well, there are a few things. It was shown that I’m a logical thinker who likes to think of every possible reason or way that the crime has happened and explain the logic behind what I put together. I also like to scare the (boyfriend noises) out of everyone. So DO NOT think about taking me to a haunted house or mansion. I would scare the absolute (beep bop) out out of everyone’s minds to senselessness. 😂😂👌🏼💀
What the detectives never knew is that ever since I joined the team, I discovered that my magic powers are still within me after a few years of no usage of it. This magic is the power of imaginations, powerful enough to alter the world, places, people and themselves to the magic user’s liking. I kept this magical breakthrough a secret, although there was a chance Mickey saw me unleashing it deep in the forest where no one can see this magic pouring out of my hands. Mickey to that day still thinks what he witnessed was a vivid dream.
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castielmacleod · 2 years
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The thing with me and Thee Prequel. Is that it frankly doesn’t deserve to exist in my opinion and so the only and I mean the ONLY capacity in which I even slightly personally care about it is in what I can steal from it for my personal canon. Which…. is really is only a step or two down from where I already am with spn itself. Like when it comes to my little self-indulgent rewrite project, spn canon is just a big long buffet table from which I’ve tried a bit of everything, despised most of it, and now I’m going back and picking out a few specific things I actually DID like for my takeaway box. So within that analogy, spn/win is like I turn around from the main buffet table and there’s another smaller buffet table where all the gluten-free options are. And I’m not allergic to gluten myself, I don’t NEED to eat gluten-free, I could easily ignore this entire table, but as I happen to pass by, well… if I notice something there that looks good, then there’s really no reason not to grab it and add it to my takeaway box, is there. That’s kind of my philosophy on that.
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hearties-circus · 2 years
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Thinking about the 'a broken mug is fixed but a chipped one is overlooked, sometimes I wish I were more damaged so I could get help' and walt n rosa
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jacksgrealish · 5 months
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omg i've just remember getting my christmas nails last year and it had been snowing earlier in the week but all the roads in my town were clear so i was like yeah i'll be fine driving there...... THEY WERE NOT CLEAR WHERE MY NAIL GIRL LIVES
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blackthxrntree · 11 months
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guess who's developing a crush on a DIFFERENT close friend 😎
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hedgehog-moss · 5 months
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In previous years I've tried uprooting small fir trees in my woods to use as Christmas trees, making sure to be gentle in the process and keep as much of their root system as I could, but when I replanted them in the woods later it just never worked. The trees didn't appreciate being treated like this, so last year I didn't even try replanting my Christmas tree and just fed it to the llamas (who did appreciate.)
I meant to do the same this year, and on my to-do list this week I had "cut a Christmas tree" and "get rid of 10m2 of broom plants" (this is on my to-do list in perpetuity. They grow so rampantly, if I didn't fight back there would be no pasture left.)
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^ But then after I went and cut a bunch of horrible brooms I thought, well this is absurd, I'm going to kill a perfectly nice fir tree that I have no beef with, to have something green in my living-room for Christmas, when I could humiliate my plant nemesis by festooning its slain offspring with tinsel? I mean, shrubs are green. They fit the bill. I bet with a star on top they could pass for a Christmas tree.
At first I tried to cut a tall and large broom, then poke holes in its trunk with my drill to stick smaller broom branches in there like this: \o/ to give it a rough Christmas tree shape. It didn't work. Brooms as it turns out are extremely dense and fibrous and my drill didn't like drilling into them one bit.
So I lowered my expectations, and started gathering a big bouquet of younger brooms (the only positive aspect of broom invasiveness is that I have an infinite number of shrubs to experiment on. I cut a half dozen of them to try and drill holes into them and by the time I gave up, another two dozen had grown back in their place). I tied up my broom bouquet into something vaguely reminiscent of a fir and, I mean, with a star, it sort of looks the part?
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I had to do the tying-up part several times, because the pretty and festive golden string I initially used was too weak. This bouquet of broom branches may look placid and easygoing in photographs, but when tied together tightly, it is determined to free itself.
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But I managed to tame it using hay bale string. It didn't look happy with its fate, but I mean, it's a broom shrub. Its only ambition in life is to conquer as much pasture territory as possible and add it to its broom empire. It does not want to be a decorative plant in a living-room.
Take any historical figure who was mainly known as a ruthless conqueror and try to picture turning him into a Christmas tree. He won't look happy about it.
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I ended up making two Christmas Brooms, one for the greenhouse and one for my living-room. The greenhouse one was originally meant for the living-room, but it was made up of particularly obstinate Pampe-like branches and I was worried one of my cats would poke it and the "tree" would suddenly break its chains in an explosion of vegetal triumph and traumatise the cat.
It may look like a peaceful Christmas Yew in the below pic, but don't underestimate its very strong desire to free itself from even the tough hay bale string, which forced me to use my garlands to tie it up some more, wrapping them around the "tree" less loosely and festively than usual. But I put my biggest star on top and that means it looks like a Christmas tree. A Christmas tree with a restraining order.
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This tree is held together with tinsel, threats, and Christmas magic.
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In the dark and from afar you really can't tell it's a bunch of unruly invasive shrubs tied together <3 And here's the much thinner and therefore less angry version in my living-room:
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It was tilting to the left somewhat worryingly so I put a heavy stuffed hedgehog at the bottom to stabilise it, and a mountain goat at the top to dissuade it. All hands on deck. They both look somewhat petrified, like they are begging the faux-tree to remain a tree for the duration of the holidays...
Thus ends my Christmas Broom journey. It was a bit of a pain to set up but at least an innocent fir out there got to escape a grim fate (devoured by llamas), and a small gang of invasive shrubs get to be looked at with approval and joy for the first time in their life. It's a win-win.
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ressariot · 1 year
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I wanna bash Itachi's head against a wall. Maybe it will fix whatever the fuck is wrong with him.
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