#mention of accident

[becomingbts]

NUMB - 01

Summary: It was hard to live on as if nothing happened. As if she didn’t lose her hands and one of her best friends in that accident. It didn’t help that her hands were everything she had and everything she was. Without them, she wasn’t sure she had any reason to breathe anymore.

Pairing: Y/N (fem) x Yoongi

Genre: Heavy angst and fluff

Warnings: deal with depression, suicidal thoughts, and difficult relationships.

~ 600 words

Note: Hello everyone, merry Christmas! I hope everyone has been doing well, as promised, here is the first drabble from the NUMB series. The story will be updated twice a week, so next update should be either on Thursday or Friday, I’m still thinking about what to do hehe. I think I’ll probably update every Tuesday and Thursday, I’ll see about that. The tag list is opened, don’t hesitate to ask to be added! Feedback is warmly welcomed, as always. Please take well care, much love, Dolly.

Her head was resting against her desk, her cheek pressed against the glass, eyes emptily looking at her favorite perfume bottle. It had been a while since she had seen it, she realized. Half empty, as if she had barely used it despite getting it more than ten years ago. Shouldn’t it be emptier by now? She had to admit that perfume had always been a delicate topic with her; she often felt dizzy if the smell was too much. It was even worse on herself than on other people. Regardless, she couldn’t remember the last time she used the bottle. (Y/N) didn’t have the energy to think, she merely breathed in and out, steadily. She couldn’t get herself to look at something else. She just stared at the pink bottle, wondering what it would feel like to spray it on herself again.

However, she did not move. She remained there, blinking slowly, while she heard footsteps behind her. She didn’t move as she listened to her boyfriend’s soothing voice announcing his presence. She heard him remove his coat and his shoes, slowly undressing in the corridor until he entered the small room she was in. He never made a lot of noise, worried about waking her up from a nap. She could have smiled at the thought had her mood been a bit brighter. A few minutes passed before she felt his presence behind her, yet she did not acknowledge him. She felt too tired to move.

“Do you want me to spray some on you?” He barely whispered, maybe this way, it would feel like a secret, like a precious moment shared between them, but she didn’t really care for those things anymore. He was trying to still create memories with her, she knew that. He was always trying his best to make sweet moments out of their dull daily life. But how could he still want to when she was… Like she was now?

“I shouldn’t waste it. Don’t bother.” Her voice cracked, she had not talked for the whole day, even when the in-home nurse came to visit and made sure she was doing okay. It felt weird to suddenly reply when she usually didn’t care to. Yet, she didn’t want to leave him unanswered. Even if she couldn’t understand why he still bothered with her, it didn’t mean that she couldn’t recognize his efforts.

“It’s literally there to be used, love. It wouldn’t be a waste.” She almost sighed, he didn’t understand, did he?

“I have no reason to wear perfume.”

“Do you need one? Can’t one just want to wear perfume and stay home the whole day? I don’t think that it necessarily has to be special. We can always buy a new bottle when this one is done, if needed.” She sighed softly. He was always trying, wasn’t he? He was always so gentle, patient and understanding. But he didn’t actually get it. He never did.

“Yoongi…” She sounded exasperated, tired, almost hurt.

“All right, no perfume. I get it.” His voice held a smile that she couldn’t understand. How could he still smile when she kept on telling him to stop whatever he was trying to cheer her up? “(Y/N)?” She did not acknowledge him once again, yet for some reason, he seemed to sense that she was listening.

“I love you.” She wanted to say it back. She really did. But she couldn’t. She gulped nervously, eyes brimming with tears, but Yoongi didn’t take her silence personally. He didn’t need to hear it. He knew. Yoongi knew that despite her silence, she didn’t love him any less.

It was her own self that she had stopped loving after her accident.

UPDATED EVERY TUESDAY AND THURSDAY

TAGLIST: @fluffyydumplings, @harmonie-writes, @might-be-a-rat, @wobblewobble822​, @cuteipat (tell me if I forgot anyone!)

#magicshopnet #networkbangtan #author: dolly #bts #bts fanfiction #bts angst #bts fluff #ot7 #min yoongi #bts min yoongi #bts min suga #yoongi x reader #yoongi x you #yoongi x oc #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi x you #min yoongi x y/n #violonist y/n #mention of accident #dark thoughts #tw depressing thoughts

[steddieas-shegoes]

It’s been done in every which way but Eddie being in an accident of some kind that leaves him paralyzed, but his doctors believe he could walk again with intense physical therapy

He’s stubborn and absolutely hasn’t dealt with any of the trauma of the accident and takes it out on his physical therapist, Steve, who is used to patients being pretty angry about their situation

He always meets Eddie where he is though, tries to keep a smile on his face and joke when appropriate and even shares his cookies from his lunchbox with him

Eventually, Eddie starts making some progress, but instead of being happy about it, he panics and cancels all his PT appointments for the week

Steve tries calling, texting, emailing, doing everything he can to encourage him to keep going, but it all goes unanswered until Gareth, one of Eddie’s closest friends, calls him on Eddie’s phone

He’s depressed and he won’t get out of bed, he’s given up. He’s tired of being in pain and having to try to so hard just to move his damn legs a little

Steve isn’t usually this personal with clients, and tells Gareth he can’t discuss anything medical with him due to patient confidentiality, but insists he should try to drag him to the office the next day before it opens

And somehow, probably through guilt, Gareth manages to wheel a very sullen and grumpy Eddie into the side door entrance to the office at seven in the morning

Steve tells him to come back in an hour to pick him up and Eddie ignores the goodbye Gareth says to him

And Steve pretends nothing is wrong at all, goes through the usual temperature and blood pressure check, asks how he’s feeling and gets a grunt in response, asks if there’s any pain and gets an eye roll

But Eddie met his match in Steve because Steve then pushes him to the center of the workout room, where a large mat is out and a walker is set to the side

“What’s that?”

“Your walker.”

“I don’t need one seeing as I can’t fucking walk.”

“You are today.”

And Steve knows he’s pushing and he hates being pushy

But he knows what his clients are capable of, and he knows without a single doubt in his mind that Eddie is ready to use the walker for five to ten minute increments. He has the leg strength and the stubbornness, he just needs the belief in himself

“Do you want me to hurt myself worse?”

“Of course not. And if you get tired, the seat on the walker is right there. But you can walk and you will walk.”

“And if I call Gareth to come get me right now?”

“Then I don’t believe my services are of value to you anymore and I’ll wish you the best.”

It pained Steve to say it because he knew he was fucking good at what he did, maybe the best in town. His clients often had to wait for his availability to open for weeks or months at a time because of how many people were referred to him

But he said the right thing because Eddie huffed, groaned, and cursed under his breath before wheeling himself to the edge of the mat to hold onto the walker

He pulled himself up

His legs were shaking from not being used for the last few days more than the bare minimum, but his determination was clear

Steve slowly pulled the chair away as Eddie unlocked the brakes of the walker and glared at Steve as he took one step, then two

Sure, he was relying pretty heavily on the walker, maybe more than Steve would’ve liked to see, but he was moving

He made it across the mat and then locked the brakes, sat down on the pad on the walker, and gave a sarcastic grin to Steve

“Happy?”

“Are you?”

And maybe Eddie wasn’t ready to be asked that because he was suddenly sobbing, covering his face as tears flowed down his cheeks

Steve gave him a few seconds before moving to kneel in front of him, pulling his hands away

“You deserve to have your life back, Eddie. You’ve been lucky to have the chance to walk again. Let’s not waste it, okay?”

Eddie spent the rest of the session walking across the mat and taking breaks every two minutes or so

It was better than Steve even expected, but he reminded Eddie not to do too much at once

Eddie didn’t miss any more appointments with Steve, and every appointment, he seemed to be more charming and flirty, more like “the old Eddie” according to Gareth, who drove him most days

Steve never admitted it out loud, but he knew what he felt for Eddie was different from other clients. It felt more personal, and it felt like it could be more someday

When Eddie graduated to a cane, Steve’s services were officially no longer needed

And Eddie decided that he should probably take Steve out on a date

“Since I can walk and hold your hand now,” he winked.

Steve should say no, but he doesn’t

Because holding Eddie’s hand feels even more right as his boyfriend than it did as his physical therapist

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #headcanon #physical therapist Steve #idk going through my notes on things I’ll never have time to actually write #but maybe someone else does #I’m literally ignoring work so hard right now #I’m just tired!!!! #im just a girl who doesn’t wanna work anymore!!!! #cw: injury #cw: mention of accident

[u3pxx]

had the stray urge to design the gavin parents. what if kristoph was their favorite what then ...

cw: car crash mention below

thinking abt the "all gavins are terribly nearsighted" headcanon of mine. in my mind, the gavins have no concrete backstory bc i ain't got brain space for that pftt

but. i think they're similar to the skyes in which they lost their parents when they were still young. in a car accident where kristoph and klavier were the only ones who survived.

with klavier fast asleep.

kristoph was 17 and klavier was 9.

i am a "kristoph raised klavier by himself" truther bc of the [waves hands] implications of all that like wow!

(having to become a parent for your little brother the growing resentment of having to be the parent of your little brother but he's your little brother. you must remember that he's your little br

ANYWAYS , what if kristoph was their parent's favorite. like klavier was the happy precocious kid during family reunions yes, but what if bright, brilliant, and promising kristoph was their favorite. have you ever thought about th

#sunnysiderambles #car crash mention #car accident mention #ace attorney #klavier gavin #kristoph gavin #gavin bros #idk man! im eepy im just spitballing here aghgdhj #tw death #cw death

[thegoodthebadandtheart]

i was here / i have touched these limbs and for an instant / this body was all mine

#supernatural #sam winchester #dean winchester #wincest #a #for two suuuuper old requests OTL never say i don't finish my requests #edit: good lord i hope the guynipples are okay. ur on thin ice tumblr #edit x2: uhhhm how come nobody told me or even mentioned that i forgot the tattoo. we have to assume he lost it in a tragic tattoo accident

[moonlight-stalker]

# 59 Dc X Dp

Danny has been living with the Waynes for several months now, in those months he has learned that the Wayne are the bats, they have left some of their equipment lying around the manor. Danny has not said anything about it because when he sees the equipment with somebody there they get anxious he comes to a collision that they didn't mean to leave it out so he pretends not to know

The Waynes have been leaving hints about the vigilant life to the new brother/son they want him to know but do not want to tell themselves, they wish for him to figure it out himself

#My post #dcxdp prompt #dpxdc au #dc x dp #Danny did some exploring and found the Batcave by accident #He did not mention it to anyone #The bats want to tell him #but they're all allergic to communication #Danny pretends to be oblivious he doesn't know he really is oblivious the hints his family is giving him #The bat family doesn't how much more obvious they can get without outright telling him

[sweatandwoe]

After reading some Astarion takes, I can say with full certainty, that I would not trust some of you to not slutshame or insult SA victims for having sex

#you think trauma healing is never moving past what happened and im sorry for whatever made you feel that way #sa victims are allowed to have kinky consensual sex as much as they want #sa #sa tw #tw sa #astarion #bg3 #non con mention #trying to tag it all so no one gets triggered on accident

[goathag]

Milly is a speed demon, that's it

Just wanted them to travel a little bit together, but Legato somehow intervened so Vash had to save the day 

#trigun fanart #milly thompson #meryl stryfe #nicholas d. wolfwood #Vash the Stampede #legato bluesummers #zazie the beast #Zazie is actually my favorite 🌚 #awesome bug powers #trigun maximum #silly stuff as always #car accident mention

[canisalbus]

Back in kindergarten when I thought I was a girl, my hair was so long that kids accidentally stepped on it when I was sitting on the floor. Has Vasco dealt with people stepping on his ears before?

For sure. That's the price you pay for having impressive ears.

#answered #anonymous #I mean he's always had his ears so he's used to dealing with them #I've mentioned this before but sleeping in the same bed with someone can be tricky especially if you're into closeness and proximity #the other person involved might not have the awareness to be mindful of your wild pancake ears #it's usually Machete who ends up squashing them by accident

[comingyourlugubriousness]

Groovy: Let’s make some memories we’ll never forget! Say Cheese!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YUME AND ME! ⸜(*ˊᗜˋ*)⸝🎉🎂

Here is Yume's groovy birthday card! Fun fact I drew this one first before the basic card one. This is half art/half edit. I wanted to make it look most like a card so I used some twst refences and had a lot of fun with it.

Yume and Leona's dynamic is very fun! I'll post Yume's birthday interview in a few days!

Voice lines and Duo magic under below:

Summon: Ah, I was waiting for you to show up. We can’t start the celebration without you!

Summon 2: *mimicking Idia’s voice* “Fuheehee, here comes the birthday boy～” Ah, sorry just an inside joke, haha.

Groovy: Let’s make some memories we’ll never forget! Say Cheese!

Set Home: Ready for the “surprise!” hehe!

Home Idle: Yuuta and Yuuhi made me a special pizza cake for my birthday! It’s so tasty, you have to try some!

Idle 2: Ruggie keeps bugging me to let him do chores for me today, but I don’t have anything I need done. All he needs to do is be there after all; that’s a friend's only real job on your birthday!

Idle 3: Deuce gave me a charm for my keys; it’s a matching set; look how cute it is!

Idle Groovy: Like my jacket? I designed it myself! It’s not completely Ignihyde, but not fully Ramshackle either. It belongs somewhere in the middle… like me! Hehe! *smiles*

Home Login: Wow this is a bigger party then I thought…hey, will you stay close to me for a bit…Thanks!

Tap: Phew~ Jamil just barely stopped Kalim from running a whole parade through here. Please Kalim, the introverted Ignihyde students would perish instantly!

Tap 2: Grim drew me a picture of the two of us together for my birthday. It’s getting the highest honors; right on the fridge!

Tap 3: Riddle gifted me an assortment of teas; we drank them together! They were way sweeter than I imagined.

Tap 4: Hm? Idia’s gift? Oh, we celebrated my birthday early last night, just the two of us!...HEY! Not like that! Don’t make that face! o///o 

Tap 5: *talking to self*...the origin of the idea came from ancient mages who used their powers to manifest their desires by using the power of the cosmos…” Hm…didn’t I read this before?…Huh! Oh! Sorry, I was just reading the book Leona gave me! It’s really interesting!

Tap Groovy: Instead of just fixing my glasses like a normal mage; Leona had Ruggie make me an eye glasses appointment to get a new prescription…I mean…I guess it's kinda nice? But still, I’ll have Trey or Idia fix my original pair.

Duo Magic

Yume: Here comes a big play; you ready, old man?

Leona: Heh, don’t fall behind, runt!

#love that yume's hand is perfectly censored on the duo magic lol #a happy accident #yume ume #twst oc #leona kingscholar: mention #twst mc #twst yuu #twst yume #twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #myart #pumpkingart #HAPPY BIRTHDAY YUME...and me! ^v^

[dead-girl-tells-stories]

DP x DC Prompt

This, but it's because their flight home was canceled due to Gotham's airport being destroyed. And they didn't want to drive all the way back.

The reason it all started was because Tucker was really bored and was getting a bit frustrated when he couldn't get past one of WE's many firewalls. He had already skimmed through everything else and concluded that Gotham's Brucie Wayne was a literal angel sent from heaven to one the worst cities in the world because he committed a crime so horrific that not even God could look him in his pretty little face anymore and that firewall proved it!

So to cool his head off, he decided to hack into a bank. Banks were pretty easy, right? Almost anyone could do it with just enough knowledge and the proper equipment. What he DIDN'T expect was just how EASY it was to do so. Laughably so, to the point it made him cry.

Did Gotham's rouges or Gothamites in general not like money? Not even the small-time rouges? Because he KNEW those operations that they try to pull off cost money. Shit tons!

So when his laughter became so disturbing that his friends and even his frenemies got concerned, all he had to do was show them what he found out. Which sent them spiraling into laughter as well. Like, c'mon, even Amity Park's bank was more secure than that and they only had fucking GHOST CRIME!

As the tears began to dry, and the laughter turned to giggles, one of the girls suggested something.

Star: Why don't we, like, rob it or something?

The hotel room went silent and Star started to fidget. Then she started to ramble.

Star: I mean like, we don't have to. It was kind of a joke anyway, since their security's so bad ya know, and I'm pretty sure we're gonna be here for a while and-

Dani: Star, baby, sweetie, honey. Why are you justifying yourself when we were all probably thinking the same thing, right?

Nod and hums of agreement filled the girl with relief.

Wes: Besides it's not a class trip unless we cause some trouble right?

They all then pilled into the bed and around Tucker as his finger flew across the keyboard.

Tucker: So, where are we hitting up first?

#dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #Mr. Lancer was going to tell them that it was lights out #but felt the chaotic energy coming from the other side of the door and went #"Nope I'll deal with that LATER' #They susessfuly robbed three banks #a couple of jewelry stores and WE before getting bored and turning themselves in #jk #they were caught in their hotel room counting the cash cartel style #and continued to do so while looking the Bats dead in the face #not Star and Paulina tho #they were too busy admiring all the pretty jewels on their hands and necks #is it a good time to mention that Paulina is a dragon and everyone else is liminal and has some sort of ability? #also triplet Dan Danny and Dani AU #anyways the Bats are dying on the inside because they have been looking for these criminals for WEEKS #but only found them by accident while looking for another criminal in the same hotel #and they're all 16-17 years old!!!! #in Tucker's defence the banks security wasn't really shit he's just hacked through much more difficult ones when he was 14 #AKA the GIW and the government #not the JLs yet but he has been close #dc x dp prompt #dp dc crossover #dc x dp #dpxdc

[becomingbts]

NUMB - 02

Summary: It was hard to live on as if nothing happened. As if she didn’t lose her hands and one of her best friends in that accident. It didn’t help that her hands were everything she had and everything she was. Without them, she wasn’t sure she had any reason to breathe anymore.

Pairing: Y/N (fem) x Yoongi

Genre: Heavy angst and fluff

Warnings: deal with depression, suicidal thoughts, screaming, and difficult relationships.

~ 650 words

Note: Second update of the week! It will give us slightly more information about the characters, I hope you’ll like it!

“Fuck you!”

“(Y/N), please, hear me out-”

“You never listen to me, why the fuck should I listen to you, huh?” She was screaming and she hated it. To be honest, they both hated screaming, she knew it better than anyone else, and yet here she was. It was starting to be irritating, she hated it. She felt like each time they talked, she ended up screaming. She really tried not to, but it just always ended that way.

“We both know that’s not true, you’re just trying to find something to be angry about because you don’t know why you’re screaming right now.” Yoongi sounded defeated. Defeated and tired. And the worst part was that he probably was; (Y/N) knew it. He was the only one still working between the two of them so he had to work a bit more for them not to worry about money. He was growing more and more tired for that reason, and yet, she was still screaming. She hated herself for it. She knew that the last thing he needed was to come home to find his depressive and useless girlfriend screaming at him, but they always ended up arguing; it always set her off.

“You think I don’t know why I’m angry? It’s not because you don’t get it that I don’t know why I’m feeling that way!” Yoongi breathed in, trying to keep his voice low because he knew that screaming back wouldn’t help. It never did.

“Then why don’t you enlighten me? Explain so that I can help.”

“Forget it, I’m going to sleep. Goodnight.” He shut his eyes tightly as she slammed the door closed. He didn’t know if he would be sleeping in their bedroom tonight; it didn’t seem like he would as of now. Instead, he slouched on their sofa, exhaustion overtaking his stubbornness. However, his fatigue wasn’t just physical, he was mentally exhausted.

Things were hard. He had known they would be. When doctors had come to him, telling him that (Y/N) was out of danger 6 months ago, tears had rolled down his cheeks in relief. However, when they warned him that she would probably need a few months if not years before being able to use her hands again (they even mentioned the possibility of her hands being fully paralyzed), he knew their lives would drastically change. He had wondered: how would she accept that she might never be able to use her hands again? Yoongi couldn’t understand why fate had to torture her that way. Wasn’t losing her best friend, who also was her piano accompanist, in that car accident enough? Did she also have to lose everything? She might never play the violin again. The thought had broken him before it could break her own heart. How would she survive without her first love? Without her work instrument? Without that part of herself? The violin was her joy, her treasure, her moment of serenity. Not only did she lose a precious friend, but she also lost her hands to play in that accident. Her life had turned upside down. Grief, anger, dread. It had been quite violent when she had come back to consciousness. Back then, he had shuddered, unable to fathom what her life could become without her violin.

And he had been right to fear her reaction, considering how things were between them. Ever since the accident, she had gone from hysterical, to mute, to her current angered self. Yoongi didn’t know which version of her had been the easiest to deal with, though he’d like to think that he preferred to have her angry, than for her not to talk at all. It had definitely been the hardest. Those 4 months without hearing her voice had been hell for Yoongi.

Still, as he started dozing off, he wished that the accident had simply never happened.

UPDATED EVERY TUESDAY AND THURSDAY

TAGLIST: @fluffyydumplings, @harmonie-writes, @might-be-a-rat, @wobblewobble822​, @cuteipat (tell me if I forgot anyone!)

#networkbangtan #magicshopnet #author: dolly #bts #bts fanfiction #bts angst #bts fluff #min yoongi #bts min yoongi #yoongi x reader #yoongi x you #yoongi x oc #min yoongi x reader #min yoongi x you #min yoongi x y/n #yoongi x y/n #violonist y/n #Mention of death #mention of accident #arguments #tw depressing thoughts #tw depression

[puppetmaster13u]

Hey who wants a small WIP for my cryptid batfam story

🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇🦜🌃🦇

   Bruce nodded, giving them a small smile. “Good job,” he encouraged, as the many, many parenting books had said to do. Repeatedly. “And what do you think we should do?” 

   Barbara- sorry, Batgirl- was the first to pipe up, though both practically vibrated in glee, their little wings flapping as they moved. “Take them out from above! Not let them sound the alarm, and, and, um…” 

   “I hit them from behind and Batgirl can hit them from the front! And we won’t break a lung this time!” Dick chirped, bouncing slightly. Ah. Yeah, the first few times they had gone after the same person they’d managed to do more than crack a few of the person’s ribs, which, yeah. Not a good thing. 

   Not to mention the fact that one of the first lessons he had to teach them was how to properly hide a body, or at least hide how you might be the reason behind the death. Because small children diving at someone at thirty-to-eighty miles per hour (forty-eight to one-hundred and twenty-nine kilometers per hour, he mentally translated from habit) had a habit of collapsing a lung, crushing a liver, or just snapping a neck depending on where they hit. 

   Ugh, there were no parenting books to help with things like that. 

   “Anything else?” he hummed, keeping an eye down at the gang bustling around, a few guns waving around as they turned a few flashlights towards any shadow. Not complete idiots then, but still forgetting to so much as look up. Amateurs. 

   “Let one escape so they can lead us to where they’re storing stuff if it’s not in this warehouse?” 

   “Make sure not to give one a heart attack?” 

   “Oh! Oh! Make sure not to give you a heart attack!” 

#batman au #batman #dc #dcu #cryptid batman #cryptid batfam #story wip #writing wip #my writing #what's out there au #what's outside au #violence mention #murder mention #look even just tripping wrong on stone can snap a neck #accidents happen #bruce wayne #barbara gordon #dick grayson #batgirl #robin #dc robin

[memesomething]

more casual memes.

"Make sure to lock up."

"What does black tie event even mean?"

"Coffee?"

"Hey. Thank you for being here."

"The cat's back again."

"Where did you even come from?"

"You'd be surprised how often this sort of thing happens."

"How many have there been?"

"I didn't hear you come in."

"Are you asleep?"

"You left the light on for me."

"This is my safe space."

"You and me. Yeah?"

"That's the last of them."

"You don't need to knock."

"I wanted to give you a key."

"You're welcome here. It's a standing invitation."

"You should know this already."

"You know that's not what I meant."

[SPACE] -> for a scenario where our muses are particularly good at sharing space around each other, e.g. ducking around each other in a crammed kitchenette, etc.

[GROCERIES] -> our muses are shopping for groceries together.

[TRINKET] -> one muse asks the other about a trinket or sentimental item they have/are wearing/etc (you may need to specify some trinkets)

[COFFEE BEANS] -> one muse notices the other is low on some everyday supply and replaces it without being asked.

[SPLASH] -> one muse is splashed by the other (by a puddle, in a pool, spilling tea, etc; some form of liquid landing!)

[RESCUE] -> one muse 'saves' the other from a conversation they are not enjoying (or prevents them from having to start the conversation, in the first place)

[INTERVENE] -> one muse is being hit on aggressively in public, and is clearly not into it. the other muse steps in to intervene.

[ELEVATOR] -> our muses happen to be in the same elevator when it jams.

[FENDER BENDER] -> our muses are in a nobody-gets-hurt car accident.

#meme #rp meme #rp memes #roleplay meme #roleplay memes #rp prompt #rp prompts #rph #rpc #prompt #memes #writing prompt #writing memes #writing prompts #car accident mention cw

[tricoufamily]

jacques's, nancy's, and mrs. villareal's parents circa 1960-something + baby jacques and nancy bc they were there in cas anyway why not

this feud's been going on for approximately this long

#suicide mention in tags #god hugo looks so much like both of his maternal grandparents </3 he would have gotten along w both of them so well #they were quirky awkward middle school teachers they died in a car accident when mrs. villareal was just a baby #so i'm actually not sure she would have even met jacques if they lived and hugo wouldn't exist. but LOOK #benicio only ever met hugo he died not long after he was born #look at them they're all color coordinating then nancy's terrible terrible father ruins it #bad. idk if anyone ever bothered to do the math on that one unfinished wikipedia extra i did #but yes ~30 year age difference between them. she was 22 when she had nancy she killed herself when nancy was 11 #ts4 #ts4 cas #the sims 4 #this is the fall: extras #dominique #benicio #chester #queenie #elena #hector #jacques villareal #nancy landgraab

[borderlinereminders]

Honestly, all the coping skills in the world didn’t stop me from crying over a sandwich.

My partner and I are tight with money, kind of like everyone else. But we celebrated something today and had put a little money aside for this.

We went to get our food. I was so excited. It was an hour drive home and I waited so patiently and was so excited about my sandwich.

We get home and I have to eat my side dish first and save my favourite for last which was the sandwich. I like the side but I have to eat in order of least favourite to favourite.

By the time I get to my sandwich and open it, it’s wrong. See, my partner eats his sandwich first. I’m sure you can see where I’m going with this…

He realizes when I do that he’s just eaten the last bite of my sandwich and I have his which I actually can’t eat because of the ingredients.

I felt so sad. And I wanted to cry. But I found myself trying to not cry. To try and rationalize and figure out why I was truly upset.

But here’s the thing. I was upset over the sandwich. There was no other reason. It was my reward that I’d waited for all week and was so excited for and it was gone. And even if we could rationalize getting me another, it was an hour drive away. It took me a bit to realize that I was trying to use the wrong skills to handle the situation. What I needed was to just feel it and cry about it.

I don’t know. I guess my point is that sometimes our feelings don’t make sense to us. And that’s okay. They’re still valid. I ended up crying over the sandwich. Was it something others would see as ridiculous? Probably. But it doesn’t change the fact that my feelings were real. And pretending they weren’t was just prolonging things for me. Maybe people tell us we shouldn’t cry over a sandwich, but that’s silly. Your feelings are valid even if they don’t make sense to you or others. If you need to cry over the sandwich, then cry over the sandwich. I promise you’re valid.

#personal #I hesitated to share this because I’m embarrassed about it #but you know what #I think the lesson here is important #and I wanted to share a little of myself with you #and not just rattle off skill info to you #also though #I didn’t once get mad or feel mad at my partner #which is so much progress from my bpd years ago! #I realized it was an accident and just allowed myself to feel sad #personal victory #late to tagging this #but #food mention

[lloydfrontera]

i'm about to be a bitch about alloyd so like. skip ahead if you're not into that ig.

the thing thats grinds me the most about alloyd is that,, we've seen lloyd plan out living the rest of his life at someone's side. we've seen him actively wish to spend the rest of eternity with someone. we've seen him think what sounds suspiciously like marriage vows about someone.

i am not joking or exaggerating here are the quotes:

That’s why, you bastard. I’m going to take care of you until the very end. Once I, your wise and older friend, solve the restoration of destiny problem, you’re going to enjoy the rest of your life by my side in peace. [...] He smiled at Javier and thought to himself. You’re my only friend, Javier. I couldn’t have overcome all the obstacles in front of me without your help. So, my trustworthy and reliable comrade, stick with me until I become a lazy lord and you become my personal guard. I hope we will be able to grow old together… -ch 327

Lloyd felt reassured by Javier's presence as he gazed at him. He could not have gotten this far without the knight. Therefore, he did not want to lose Javier and hoped they would keep bickering with each other for eternity. -ch 361

He thought he'd always be with Javier for the rest of his life. Just like now, he thought they'd spend all their time together moving forward. And like they always did, they'd be by each other's side during hard times. Happy moments. Relaxed days. They'd share all these moments as they exchanged insults and corny jokes, growing old as a lazy lord of a fiefdom and his knight. Lloyd always thought so. The thought just came naturally, without much effort from him, much like breathing. Lloyd believed that Javier would always remain by his side as that was how it had been until now. -ch 222

and at no point in any of those occasions has he ever sounded remotely afraid, threatened or uncomfortable with the idea.

so how come he is all of that when it comes to the idea of marrying what is supposed to be his canon love interest? like???

This is bad. Really bad. Terrible feelings struck his gut. Lloyd's lifelong wish was to find a rather ordinary woman to fall in love with, before getting married and having kids with her to lead an unremarkable family life. This was the extent of the luxury he had always dreamed of, not the frantic romance with the mightiest queen in the entire continent. I can see and feel it. I can sense it. This isn't good. Lloyd could see himself in the queen's pockets, like a scaredy cat in the presence of a ferocious lioness. -ch 390

Lloyd became speechless, even though he desperately wanted to call it an absolute abuse of power, tyranny, and dictatorship. But I'm kind of excited and glad... except what kind of marriage proposal is this threatening...?! But Lloyd couldn't bring it out in words, as his queen had already taken him by his hand. It was rough, yet warm. He could feel every heartbeat that was clearly pounding faster than usual. Ugh. There goes my dream of ordinary living. Lloyd quickly wiped off the tear that was about to fall from his eyes at the thought of the frightening romance. -ch 393

does this sound like someone in love???? like?? genuinely?? is this really what the main character should feel about his love interest???

i'm not even saying that the way lloyd feels about javier is inherently romantic, him feeling perfectly comfortable and hopeful about spending the rest of their life together is perfectly explicable by their close friendship.

but why make your protagonist sound so terrified of the idea of marrying what is supposed to be the love of his life?? when you never did that when writing about his other close relationship??

it's just. it's frustrating. to me lmao

#i talk a lot <3 #tged #the greatest estate developer #lloyd frontera #alicia magentano #anti alloyd #<- i hate having an anti tag but i think i should start tagging my critical posts because. i'm being very mean about it ajkshjkdsf #anyway. how insane is it that bk moon wrote the perfect romance by accident and didn't realize because he wrote it for two male characters #it grates in my bones whenever he writes characters being afraid of their wives #like. god. whenever he mentions wives nagging i feel murderous. #the only exception is maybe berkis. who actually loves when his wife nags at him. and deliberately does stuff that will make her nag. #but even that is on thin ice