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lavender-000 · 3 months
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James: Hey Reggie
Reg: ...
James: are you...okay?
Reg: you said if im feeling stressed I should go on a run.
James: yes...?
Regulus: fuck you James
James: Reg explain please
Regulus: I go out run for the first 5 minutes but then I see people so I can't stop for a breath for another 10 and then I can't breathe, I feel sick, I taste blood James...BLOOD
James: ...
Regulus: and then I keep running, I still can't breathe and then i nearly slip THERES SO MUCH MUD so i can't even run properly without falling on my ass and I want to cry and go have a hot shower because it was freezing and i cannot feel my limbs but i'm also sweating I HATED it James.
James: ...well... Are you still stressed?
Regulus: ...THATS NOT THE POINT
James: ...
Regulus: ...no I guess not
James: so it did work
Regulus: ...you have 5 seconds
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qaylikekay · 5 months
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The problem with ADHD and perfectionism isn't that if it's not perfect it's good. It's either perfect or catastrophically bad. It's perfectionism born of missed details, forgotten steps. It's perfectionism or you glue the project together the wrong way up. It's perfectionism or you miss that important date.
ADHD forces you into this incredibly binary system. You can choose to get something done today or you can't no matter how hard you try. You can either remember something perfectly vividly or you can't remember what you did 5 seconds ago. You can either be perfect or you can be a failure, there is no "you can be good, you can be okay, you can be enough today".
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bri-cheeses · 13 days
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The Rosier twins are the best at telling lies. Him and Pandora could have you doubting your entire existence if they wanted to. One time I think they halfway convinced Barty that Pandora was actually adopted, and it was only “halfway” because they were just joking and therefore not trying very hard to be convincing. Barty felt kind of dumb after that, though, because they look pretty much the exact the same even though they’re fraternal.
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mitoad · 1 month
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giggling ab this okay so
imagine gaz n reader, they've just started to date
and reader is trans (ftm) but gaz doesn't know that yet
but then after a few weeks of dating reader is taking their T in the bathroom/bedroom and had forgotten to lock the door & gaz walks in oh no,,
YEAH so!!! i hope that's enough to.. you know. yeah!!!! i 💗 ur fics sm.
(we need more ftm fics RIGHT NOW!!)
whoEVER ANON IS . I LOVE U . Thank u so so so so much 4 this request my fingers have been acting to write m or ftm content u have appealed to my deepest desires . myways this rq is super silly i love chilled out gay mf and nervous closeted trans mf dynamic so much. 
Also posted on trans visibility day lets GOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!
the same (always changing); kyle 'gaz' garrick + trans male! reader (979 words)
notes: some implied and described internalised transphobia, mentions of transphobia, mentions of gender dysphoria, reader does not have top surgery yet, partial nudity on reader (non-sexual), little hurt/comfort type w/ fluff at the end !!
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It wasn’t meant to be a secret. It really wasn't.
But here you are, cooped up in the cold premise of your shared bathroom, waiting for the gel to dry into your skin as you stare at your figure in the mirror, noticing the little changes with a strange sense of europhia. You wished you could run back to the arms of your boyfriend as you ramble about how good the hormones have been working, how you can see your outer shell peeling open to show the man who's been living in the inside, a feedback loop that had you seeing yourself in reflections instead of skin and hair and face that you'd barely recognised. Maybe his face would melt into that gorgeous smile, arms pulling you closer to him like he's seeping off the happiness he swears he sees seeping off your skin's pores. But it's the flip of a coin, a winning ticket in an uncertain lottery.
you're not so sure if Kyle would love the kind of person you were.
gender hadn't ever been a point of focus in your conversations, never something that had to be caught and pinned down with word or thought. he was a man, you were a man, and you loved each other. both of you did your best to keep it at that simplicity. but part of you, like the serpent to adam and eve, had always doubted whether kyle would look at you with the same eyes if you somehow ended up showing him your childhood photos or now-invalid passport, the face that was still soaked with dysphoria-ridden tears. 
the gel is still sticking to your ribs when the door practically flies off its hinges slamming against concrete walls and gaping open your closed eyes with ugly sound. There's a groan of exasperation that should make you giggle, but only makes already tense muscles almost turn to stone. "honey, you done ? really need to take a fat shi-" 
And then there's that silence both unsurprising but dreaded, how it felt to inhale smoke. 
You hate the shock as his eyes run over your bare chest in realisation, feeling any words about to come out crawling back into your windpipe as he notices the thin layer of gel and the label of the bottle on the sink. 
"love?" he calls, an endearing substitute replacing your name. you didn’t know if he'd call you that, even after this revelation. Or did he not know what else to call you now that this had been revealed ? "kyle," you echo. 
please just look at me, kyle. 
his eyes still look the same as how they look at you; stormclouds that accompany you on lonely and rainy nights, and your eyes can't help on focus on the pretty shade of grey instead of the battering of water droplets hitting against tin. Not once  does it ever shift to malice or hatred- only worry, for you, maybe. 
"do you want to talk about it right now ?" isn't the response that you expected. It's an gentle offer, and extended hand waiting for you to take or push away, more freeing than astute observations of your perceived identity or the bitter words hissed out when others had realised. You can only nod your head in response. 
"im sorry," you say, and you don’t know how much (what you're) apologising for. Sorry for never telling you. Sorry for making a distance that could have been avoided. Sorry for being this without your permission, anyone else's permission. 
but he's quick to hold you and the shame that you carry , not minding any of the gel residue on his shirt. "hey, no, it's okay," his voice is gentle, reaching out for your secluded self. "remember what I told you when we first started dating?" he puts a hand to your head, playing with your hair as he pulls you closer to him. "I love all of you, dove. Everything." he rests his chin onto your shoulder, murmuring the words into your ear. And you can't help but hug back, clinging to him like a lifeline. Your lifeline. "I love you too," you muse.
you both stay there for a minute before he pulls away with a complaint of some back pain from a recent mission, and you kiss his nose, allowing yourself to smile for the first time since he'd entered the room. "so.." you start, now perched on the rim of the bathtub. "you're ok with me being trans?"
you giggle when he deadpans at you, "love, I just hugged you for 5 full minutes after seeing you apply testosterone instead of taking a shit. I don’t really care if you're trans." 
and after your testosterone dries and you put on your shirt, you both in bed, tangled up in each other's arms. ramblings about little stories or town gossip. professions of grandiose love guised under quiet murmurs. the hormones are still a little crusty on your skin, but they're doing the work that should have been done since birth. 
The same, always changing. 
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[<==PREV PAGES] [NEXT PAGE==>(not out yet.wait a year.or maybe more.imagine.]
saw alot of comments on prev pages; saying 'i HATE that mean teacher! im gonna FIGHT HIM!!' & i LOVE the energy!! it WOULD be nice. to have that catharsis. but the story of young tidestrider is Not one of catharsis. it is a story of being so small and so special and sucking so bad.
#jrwi fanart#jrwi show#jrwi riptide#gillion tidestrider#GONNA START FORMATTING MY COMICS BETTER. W THE PROPER 'PREV' 'NEXT' LINKS#REALLY DIDNT EXPECT TO CONTINUE THIS SERIES BUT AAAUUUHH MY BRRAAAIN MY BRAIN IS SO IDEASSS. I HAVE 3 OTHER PAGES SKETCHED OUT#NO PROMISES ILL FINISH EM ANY TIME SOON OR EVER. MY WHIMS ARE THEIR OWN BEAST AND I ONLY DRAW ON MY WHIMS#THAT BEING SAID IF U COMMISSIONED ME ILL GEEETT TO YOUUU IM SORRYYYY. ART IS AN EMOTIONAL RELEASE FOR ME N BABY I HAVE EMOTIONS.#ESPECIALLY ABOUT GILLION TIDESTRIDER CHAMPION OF THE UNDERSEA HERO OF THE DEEP.for the desc here i put smth that i typed up in the tags of#another thing i made. i gotta make a proper Baby Gillion tag or smth. eventually.. eventually...I LOVE DRAWIN THIS LIL BABY GUY..#i also LOVE depicting the teachers as just being so fuckin mean. ofc theres variation in that. just like in all things.like the teacher her#idk if itll be mentioned but the octo lady is named Ms Octburn.an octopus pun based off the name of an actual councilor i had#when i was in elementary school i got bullied alot but teachers never did anything. i hated adults and didnt trust them.#but this councilor o mine was so genuinely sweet. i remember spending alot of time w her. she doesnt work there anymore.#but that one school adult that actually earns ur trust and is there for you when they can be.its SO important for a child i think#i hope she knows how much she helped me.youll see in the next page that ms octburn isnt perfect either.but she tries. they all try.somehow.#ALL these comics are gonna be inspired by somesorta experience o mine in the school system. school is so fucked up u ever thing abt that#AND GILLIOOOOONNN IN THE MOST FUCKED UP LITTLE SCHOOL OF ALL. MAINTAINED BY A CULT. CENTERED AROUND HIM. OUR CHOSEN ONE#I IMAGINE ALOT BANKS ON HIS SUCCESS. THIS IS THE WORLD. THE WHOLE WORLD. THE PROPHECY IS GOING TO COME TRUE N UR TELLIN ME#THAT ITS THIS LITTLE IDIOT THATS GONNA BE SAVING US? WHAT IF HE FAILS. IF HE CANT GET THIS RIGHT THEN HE WILL FAIL AND WE WILL DIE#WE NEED TO TRAIN HIM. WE NEED HIM TO LEARN. AND TO SUCCEED. OR ELSE WE'RE DEAD. WE'RE ALL FUCKING DEAD. I IMAGINE THAT MUST BE STRESSFUL#in other news i hope ppl actually giggle when they read these. they ARE intended to be comical. dark humor or whatever. like its also sad#this is intended to be a sad comic series. but a funny one too. does that make sense? god i hope so.saw some1 say they had flashbacks-#-reading this. like YES!! THE INTENDED EFFECT!! YOU GET ME!! i love seeing ppl get upset on this lil baby boys behalf. i LOVE seeing ppl-#-wail n weep n cry in the comments. i LOOOVE seeing ppl RELATE to baby gillion. and i love letting u all know that this wont be a happycomi#gillion gets his happiness arc in the actual show. this series is one of unfortunate events. teehehehe. do u guys remember that show#i keep listening to the lil songs from A Series of Unfortunate Events for inspiration. GOOD STUFF!!#anyway uuhh uhh thats all i got in my brain. for now. feed me ur comments give me ur input i NNEEEEEDD THHEEEMMMM
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theinsomniacindian · 5 months
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New dynamic idea: Touch-starved living weapon x haphephobic human experiment
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enha-cafe · 5 months
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beomgyu is the type of guy to pavlov you into liking sucking his dick. he’d be fingering you as you suck him off so that you get some pleasure from it and thus enjoy having his dick down your throat.
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raekiez · 5 months
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Been thinking about this a lot recently cuz I have chronic pain, I think Old Snake would have a lot of chronic pain from his rapid aging. So, here are some ways he and otacon deal with it <3
Id like to imagine post-mgs4 snake uses a cane (camo patterned). He was stubborn about it at first but Otacon convinced him it would help (and to his dismay, it did). He uses compression socks and gloves, knee braces, heating pads, ice packs, etc. Otacon brings him whatever he needs when he's too weak or in pain to get out of bed. When it's real bad otacon massages his back, helps him bathe, brushes his hair. Snake still tries to do things himself, it's hard to accept whats happening and he doesn't want to burden otacon, but he always ends up overexerting himself and flaring up.
He also has really bad fatigue. He always tells Otacon to wake him up earlier, but otacon always let's him sleep until he wakes up naturally, he needs the rest. Him and Sunny hold off on eating breakfast until snake wakes up so they can all eat together as a family.
Here are some doodles based off of these <3
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In my experience as someone who is aro, the friendships I have with my friends who are polyamorous have always been so good and understanding and fun, and I think a lot of this has to do with how we exist outside the expectations of amatonormativity. I don’t really know how to elaborate on that, but my polyam friends have always been the most supportive of my identity and experiences and I appreciate them so much 💚
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treeofnonsense · 9 months
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So I'm going to preface this by saying: I am cis as all hell. I'm not any form of trans or nonbinary, I have never been any form of trans or nonbinary, and thus I tend to stay pretty quiet on that front over here. Ain't my place to tell people who know better what to do, and I'm not trying to do that here. However, after having made a lot of friends under the trans umbrella, after being lucky enough to have some of those friends share with me some of their struggles, their joys, their lives, and after noticing a couple of patterns in their journeys... I think there is one message I would like to share that may help some of you to hear, if you'll give me a minute of your time, and I think it may have to come specifically from a cis person.
The message is this: If your cisgender friends are good friends, you being your true self is not a burden to them.
For the people in the back: If your cisgender friends are good friends. You being your true self with gender. Is not a burden to them.
I didn't know my friend in high school was trans until he transitioned socially and I heard his new name. He didn't tell me first because I was raised fundamentalist Christian and probably did not look like a safe person to tell; when I pulled him aside in class so no one else could hear us, told him he could tell me to buzz off if he was uncomfortable, and politely asked for confirmation on pronouns, I remember the surprise and joy on his face. It took me about five minutes of chanting his new name and pronouns in the shower to get it to stick in my brain. That tiny amount of effort was nothing compared to seeing him pull himself out of the depressive funk dysphoria had put him in, of celebrating senior year when he legally changed his name, of drawing him a snowflake dragon for Christmas and hiding the trans flag colors in the shimmer of the ice so it would get past our conservative school's radar. We became closer friends after he came out because I knew him better and he knew he could trust me. He got me my first ace ring. I was not only supporting him, but learning from him, and sharing in his joy.
The genderfluid roommate in college took me a little longer to adapt to, I'll be honest, I was still learning, but hey - it turns out it's not really that hard to check the pronoun pins on a lanyard before you address someone. It's pennies when that person comes along to teach you the wonders of thrift shopping and takes you to meet a drag queen for the first time. I've met so many people online whose identities I do not always intuitively understand, but who I support anyway, and who have made me consider so many new things. It's not a burden to know about my friends' journey when it comes to gender, it's a privilege to know them more deeply and be trusted in that way. It's a new dimension to this person I already love, that's all.
Look, I am not saying that all your cis friends are going to be perfect, that we're not going to fuck up occasionally because we don't know better or we had a bad day, that we understand everything - we're not, we will, and we don't. I am not saying that everyone is a safe person to talk to either - god knows that's not true, unfortunately. But. If your worry about expressing yourself is of being a nuisance, of burdening someone with your problems or needs, of being too much or too out-there or too confusing, consider this: Your friends may not only be willing to learn and help you, they may be happy to. In a true friendship, both people benefit from one person's joy. If you're happy because you're able to be your honest self, they'll be happy too. Suddenly that weird shyness and sadness they saw from you but didn't know the cause of has gone away. Heck, maybe they'll learn from you and start following in your genderfunky footsteps. Or maybe you'll just have a cis friend who texts you celebration emojis when you have a good gender day, or is there when you wake up from surgery, or goes shopping for new outfits with you, or even brings over ice cream when you're having a hard time. And then you both get ice cream. Come on. This is what friends do.
Be safe, of course. Trust your judgment when it comes to sharing information. But if you're simply scared, try to balance out the fear of what you may lose with the thought of what you may also stand to gain. Don't let the anxiety beast turn your identity into a problem. It's not a burden, it's a part of you, and the people who love you will love to meet it.
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Anyway I feel like there's not enough love for ranch hands and other similar jobs, and there's literally so much there. Someone allergic/sensitive to hay having to handle it pretty much every single day, deep cleaning the barn and getting set off by the dust, allergic to one or more of the animals they have to work with, being outside all day working in the middle of allergy season, not getting even a few hours of rest when they catch a cold because there's too much that needs to be done and there's nobody else to do it, having to sit in the rain and fix a fence post when they're already coming down with something. I could go on, like I really feel like we're sleeping on this too much.
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bigcatholly · 23 days
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cubegore · 6 months
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to fictives who:
absolutely despise their source, due to trauma or otherwise
whos source is an active trigger for them
who have separated from source due to issues surrounding source
who cant see source the same ever again due to traumatic incidents
who actively avoid fans of their source
who enjoy their source but actively avoid the community
who just generally dont like source I love you. I understand. It's so hard but you'll get through it. Even if it's difficult. I promise. 💛
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orthwormus · 2 months
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bobby, juanaflippa, tilín and codeflippa r the types of kids to mix their school lunches together in a milk carton just to see what disgusting concoction they make
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butchdykekondraki · 6 days
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hiii do you have any tips for writing characters with bpd/other personality disorders? :3
honestly my main tip is just. like. treat them As People. but other than that yea .:3
-a lot of times people w/ bpd (and/or npd!) will have fps / favourite persons, its basically someone that they hold on a pedestal. this usually shows in them being overly clingy, holding their opinion much higher than anyone normally would, needing their attention at all times, or being possessive towards them. its really common, and i feel like people just Dont Talk About It. this isnt a NECESSARY thing, but it is neat ^__^
-mood swings Are Not feeling one emotion and then switching to feeling another within 5 seconds. mood swings are typically just bursts of one emotion for any period of time, followed by a subsequent 'crash' (usually depression or anxiety)
-please for the love of god we are not inherently violent do not treat us as though we are inherently violent
-bpd is frequently comorbid with other personality disorders, like npd. again thats not necessary but it is something that nobody ever actually talks about
-bpd is different for damn near everyone, and its not super likely to find someone with the same experiences w/ it as you <- please just keep this in mind In General. bpd is not some one-for-one disorder where everyone experiences the same thing all the time lmfao
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crazylittlejester · 1 month
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I love Aro ace wars but may I purpose
Unapologetically gay wars, wars who openly talks abt liking men, fruity wars, twink wars, and it’s even funnier if one of the chain (specifically twi) were bisexual or something, so they’re just walking through like a random town or something and wars gay ass just goes
wars: oh my god that guys hot
twilight: shit your right
He’s bi/ace to me but I firmly believe he still acts like that because as an asexual man myself, I act like that. Like being ace doesn’t mean I cannot walk into a grocery store and then elbow my best friend in the ribs and go “dude the cashier might be the hottest man alive”, and that to me feels like something Warriors would also do
The way I interpret him, Wars is very much a twink and very open about his attraction to both genders, and I still think he’d flirt with people at bars for some good fun. I just do not think he’s taking anyone home at the end of the night (because he’s ace to me), and I don’t think he wants a committed relationship (because of trauma issues. He’ll get there eventually)
To me Wars doesn’t experience sexual attraction, but he appreciates beauty and knows an attractive hylian when he sees one, and poor Twilight (who to me is bisexual) finds himself getting punched a lot quickly followed by Wars hissing in his ear “PLEASE TELL ME YOU SAW THAT GUY IT WAS LIKE HIS JAWLINE WAS SCULPTED BY THE GODDESSES THEMSELVES”
a little off topic but I also think Warriors has learned to weaponize his sexuality, which is why he probably has a massive reputation for being an idiot pretty boy flirt. His entire era probably looks at him and just sees the person a sorceress started a war over because he’s so attractive, so he probably uses his looks to his advantage. Like he’s stunning and he knows it (he probably hates it because of all the trauma it’s brought him), and he also probably uses it as a weapon. If people think he’s dumber than he actually is, he can get more information out of them because they expect less from him and therefore will not be paying super close attention to the fact that he’s literally playing them and they’re falling into a trap
But yes, Twink Wars is real to me, I just don’t think he experiences sexual attraction. That’s just my headcanon for him :)
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