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mydialect · 1 year

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How to Write a Suicide Note

Step 1: Get a piece of paper, or a note book, depending on how much you have to say.

Step 2: Grab your writing instrument. I don’t recommend markers, crayons or colored pencils.

Step 3: Pour your hearts out. Let everyone know what has been happening in your head and everything you feel is wrong in your life.

Step 4: Think about their faces while they read it.

Will your dad be able to survive this heartache? Can he identify your face without crying?

What about your cat? She will have no where to go. No one who knows her favorite food and when she gets fed. What will she do immediately after your death? Will cats actually eat their owners?

Your parents have been divorced for 10 years this will be the third time they have been in the same room since then. First was for your suicide attempt, second was for your hospitalization, last will be your success.

Do you dress nice for it? Make sure your body is pretty one last time? Don’t wear that dress that your step sister likes, you want to keep it safe enough to give it to her after. What about your birthday dress? You won’t live to see it anyways so whats the issue. Or do you want to be comfortable? Pjs and a hoodie. But what if blood covers the matching hoodie that you and your friend have?

How are you gonna do it? You're too hesitant with a knife. And you don’t want to make a big mess for whoever finds you to deal with. Too scared that taking pills is going to fail and you will just wake up again and have to keep moving forward. A noose would require you to get rope. What rope would you even use? Do you splurge for nylon or get the cheap inexpensive rope that makes your skin crawl?

Does your comfort even matter here? Its not like your whole life hasnt been hell anyways, why would you care about your own feelings now?

Is suicide the time to be selfish? Do you finally have permission to worry only about yourself? Or should you keep caring about others even while begging for deaths door?

Step 5: Fail again, give up or wake up the next morning covered in your own bodily fluids.

Step 6: Cry. Whether for yourself or others, you will cry.

Step 7: Go to class, or work, or home. Just keep moving on.

Step 8: Go to step 1 next time it is needed.

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memdearltrash · 2 years

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Prologue P1 Ambrose & Dearl

"You need not fear me youngling, I swear on my treasure hoard that you are safe now."

The poor girl is trembling, her tiny frame is being absolutely engulfed by tremors the likes of which no young child should ever have to experience. You, of course, are a massive and intimidating dragon. It is no doubt that you are terrifying her just by being here, but you couldn't just sit and watch her die from afar anymore.

"If you'd just calm down, I can take you back to my lair. I have plenty of food there, albeit much more suitable for a derg than a human, but that will only be temporary."

She has been out here for a couple of days, you aren't sure where she came from. You were watching her, not thinking much of the situation, but now that you're in front of her.. You just need to get her out of these mountains.

She isn't listening to you, she is too scared. Maybe even a touch delirious. She won't listen to you like this, so you are going to have to resort to drastic measures. In a puff of wind and smoke, you shed your dragon form and take your bipedal one instead. Sighing in horrible embarrassed anguish, you kneel down next to the shaking form in front of you.

She looks a bit less frightened, but only a bit. In an attempt to back away from you further, she stumbles, exposing her face. It is pink, and covered to the very last edge in freckles. You notice also, how her breath is visible in the air despite the temperature not being quite cold enough to allow it. The seasons are changing, yes, but winter has not yet begun.

You extend your arm to the child, opening yourself up to her. You make an attempt to be vulnerable with her, perhaps if you make it physically known that you have lowered your guard it will calm her further. It seems to work, to your delight. The girl looks you in the eyes, and her breathing looks to be slowing just a tad.

"Hello there, young one."

You smile softly, her eyes are large and doughy, like that of an oblivious animal.

"Perhaps we got off on the wrong foot. I did not take into account how you may react to my appearance, so give me the chance to start over."

She untenses. You're beginning to wonder if approaching human children in dragon form was ever a good idea. After a brief assessment of the situation, you come to the conclusion that it wasn't.

"My name is Ambrose, and I would like to help you. Would that be okay?"

It takes a minute or two of silent staring, but with time the child does approach you. She sways a bit as she walks, you were probably right about the delirium. She stops right in front of you, possibly to examine the potential threat, and finally you get a good look at her from up close. She looks human, but she has horns and gill slits, most likely an orphaned hybrid child, how depressing.

Just as you fear your staring contest with her may never end, the girl speaks to you.

"My daddy is gone and I don't know anybody else. I was just trying to find something to eat." The shake in her voice makes your heart sink. "I didn't mean to look on your territory. Please- I'm really sorry."

So her parents are gone.

She still thinks that you are angry with her. It's about time you change that.

She tenses the moment you touch her, but after you've scooped her into your arms she softens back up again. She clearly wasn't expecting this, if you are being totally honest with yourself neither were you.

"You are safe now, it is alright. I forgive you for encroaching on my domain. I am not going to harm you."

You decide, begrudgingly, to carry her back to your lair like this. It is inconvenient and demeaning, but the poor girl needs rest and comfort and you are determined to give her that stability. It has been a rough few days for her after all, so much so that she's practically falling asleep in your grasp.

She says one last thing before dozing off.

"Thank you."

#dream realm #the dream realm rp #mod chips #writing #dnd character #siren oc #dragon oc #dearl denewulf #dearl #ambrose #small writer #small writing #small writing blog #small art blog #small artist

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c0unterclockwise · 8 months

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I wish I could eat dirt the way you do. Clamp it between my wisdom teeth, spit out the worms and turn the mulch into stone and gem and something. I wish I could make

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godsfaultycreations · 9 months

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Animal Crossing Time

the sillies playing animal crossing

Taco Bell

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt donnie #rottmnt donatello #rottmnt mikey #rottmnt michelangelo #turtle drabble #whip and nae nae #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #pb&j duo #smarts and crafts #first post #small artist #small art blog #mars arting #cam writing #gods faulty creations

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akindplace · 7 months

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It’s easy to dismiss your achievements when they seem so small in comparison to what your goals for the future are. Please remember that small steps are progress, don’t beat yourself up for not getting closer to what you dream of by doing things at a pace that is not respectful to your own limits, to your circumstances and whatever problems you struggle with. Those small achievements build up with time, they bring you closer to your goals. You can still enjoy life while you’re not where you wanted to be and you can still enjoy the journey when you do things at your own pace. You have time, and you’re not a failure.

Remember to recognize the small steps you make, and try to be patient, those small steps are taking you to new places, even if that is hard to see now because you’re still just at the beginning of your journey. Try to accept yourself as you are, knowing that things will change not only because you’re working towards it but because change is natural. Things won’t stay the same forever, you’re not stuck - you’re making progress even if you don’t see it.

Try not to beat yourself up at the end of the day because you couldn’t manage to do everything you planned. You’re trying, and the fact that you are doing so is already a good thing. Those small daily achievements matter, even when you can’t achieve all the ones you set out to do because you only have so many hours in a day. Please don’t push yourself to always get everything done so you can reach your goals as fast as possible because you won’t be able to enjoy your success if you’re burned out and struggling with your health. It’s not over yet, but you need to rest so you can carry on. You can keep trying tomorrow, it’s not too late. You will get there, but be mindful of your limitations, be kind to your body, recognize the smallest of achievements, they all matter. You matter.

#original writing #self-acceptance #self-worth #reminder #validation #positivity blog #on taking small steps #on rest #on perfectionism

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otrtbs · 3 months

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me when i make regulus write a parting letter to james like:

I'm sorry your mom never liked me when I met her that once. I wish I had enough time to change her mind about me. I wish we could've met under better circumstances; maybe then, things would’ve gone differently. I think about it all now and then- that summer I visited your house. All the flowers were in bloom, and the air smelled so sweet. You had a cat named Champ. Do you remember when I reached down to pet her and she purred and offered up her whiskered cheek to my palm? You looked at me like I belonged there, at your house. In your life. I knew then that I’d never see that cat again. I'm sorry you didn't. I'm sorry you believed in me enough for the both of us.

#this is just a small portion of course #it's actually much longer n such #idk what this is i just felt like putting this somewhere #so im slapping it up on my blog #i love you stream of consciousness-esque thoughts #nat writes

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damn-it-a-hogwarts-legacy-blog · 7 months

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Ominis Gaunt all grown up 🐍

#what’s he thinkin about?? 👀#hogwarts legacy #ominis gaunt #hogwarts legacy art #hogwarts legacy fanart #yes I both draw and write :^)#it feels so good to finally see a piece through #I have been struggling with horrific perfectionism for so long #its referencing a stock photo but its better than nothing and I don’t wanna delete it #small victories #I’m so happy to finally contribute art to the HL fandom 🥺#don’t mind me just making a tag for my blog #deek thinks you should be proud of all the art you've made

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oddsconvert · 1 year

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TW: pet whump, captivity, intimate whumper, non/dubcon touching, dehumanisation

The pets head lolls back against it's owners chest, it's heart beating ten to the dozen, almost bursting through their ribcage. Whumper lets out a low hum, nuzzling the tip of their nose into the dip of the pets collarbone, arms hooked tight around it's belly.

"You're the best drunk purchase I've ever made."

#bad small drabble 🫶#but this was on my mind #pet whump #captivity #intimate whumper #noncon touch #dubcon touch #whump #whump writing #whump community #whumpblr #whump blog #whumpee #whumper #whump drabbles #whump snippet #whump thoughts #whump prompt

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fancifulflora · 3 months

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Something New: Soda (Mychael x Reader)

I now am writing for a new character! He just gives me so much serotonin I had to crawl out of my cave to throw something down. The character for those who don't know, is Mychael from Mushroom Oasis. A VN by Deersphere Studios if i remember correctly

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Mychael stared down at the aluminum can with vague recognition, the tip of his tail swinging back and forth as he lowered his head down to be eye level with the drink.

It was really shiny. Colorful too.

"I picked up something from the store for you," you did your best to explain as you unpacked your groceries, fighting back a smile as you watched him cautiously wrapped his tail around the soda and lifted it for closer inspection. "You do know what soda is right?"

"A little... I've seen it on the sides of roads. Although not like this..." He muttered, squinting at the drink before giving it a small shake. For Mychael, who liked keeping his trysts to the modern human world short, soda was just crushed litter that filled the sides of roads and forest paths. Shiny litter, but litter nonetheless.

He gave it another shake, hearing the slosh of liquid inside.

Oh no.

"Wait!"

Your raised voice instantly cast a spell on the recluse, Mychael as still as a statue, only his his widened eyes daring to shift over to you across the table. Did he do something wrong?

"Just... be careful." You warned, placing a hand on his tail and lowering the can to safety. "It might blow if you shake it too hard."

Mychael's gaze turned fearful as he looked down at the nuke you had just brought into your shared home, a cold sweat sliding down his back.

Blow?

Now that would certainly explain all those crushed pieces of aluminum wouldn't it?

He placed down the can as gingerly as possible before pulling his tail to safety. Then he looked over at you an awkward smile given in thanks for such a dangerous gift.

Amusement, the corner of your lip was raised at the sight of him. Oh... You must have been joking... probably.

"I'm only teasing," Your confirmation lessened his worry as he watched your retreating form fetch two cups and crack open the can, the fizz bringing another twitch to Mychael's ears as he watched foamy liquid begin to be portioned out for the two of you.

"What does it taste like?" He asked, taking a cup from you and feeling a light mist hit him as he took a precursory sniff at the drink.

Not much to note smell wise.

Interesting...

"This one is lemon flavored. I'm pretty sure they take some flavored syrup and then inject carbonated water into it to make soda."

"What's car-bun-ate water?"

"Uh... I'll explain it to you another day," Mychael nodded at this, happy to settle for one new piece of information at a time. Carefully he tilted the cup and then took a deep sip of this mystery drink.

It stung against his taste buds... but not in any overly painful way. And there was an almost sickly sweetness to it. Like berries a little too ripe into the season, just, he supposed, without the berry flavor.

He could sorta taste the lemon flavor, perhaps lemons were different for the humans that made this drink. Or maybe it was a type of lemon he couldn't forage for or buy around this area.

Either way... it was good.

His best friend's laughter brought his attention back to them, a finger bring pointed at his tail.

"I can see you like it a whole lot," You mused, watching his tail wildly whip back and forth. It stopped the moment you pointed it out, a dark blue spreading across Mychael's ears and face as he frantically tucked the wayward tail away.

"I-It was really good, the drink. Kinda weird, but in a good way!"

"Well I'm glad you like it, it's not the best thing to have all the time but if you want, I can grab a new flavor every once in a while... let you see try them out and see what you like." The offer was almost as sickly sweet as the drink he could still taste on his tongue, Mychael looking down at his now empty cup before giving a small lick of his lips and nodding.

"Yeah...yeah, I think I'd like that, please..." he whispered, the shy request bringing an unnoticed smile onto his guest's face.

"It's a deal."

#sfw #drabble #yandere #fluff #mychael x reader #mushroom oasis vn #I found a small fandom with a cute yandere mushroom man #so i have to grasp it for everything its got #i was thinking of how id love to introduce this hermit to so many different human things #and then i remembered???? i have a writing blog?? i can do that?#itll def be a series if i can think of more ideas

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akitagure · 8 months

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note to self

#art #illustration #artwork #artists on tumblr #cute art #original art #original character #original poem #writing #oc artist #artist #digital art #small artist #small art blog #small art account

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mydialect · 2 years

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Sam’s Two Liners

God either keeps trying to kill me or keeps bringing me back

I cannot tell you which is worse.

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loveackermannn · 9 months

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assassin!levi levi is a sucker for your cooking and baking, especially after a long mission.

he loves coming home to the smell of his favorite dish being cooked on the stove or your cookies in the oven that smell and feel like a warm hug.

most of all, he loves coming home to the sight of you in your cute little chef apron, a bowl and ladle occupying your hands and a distant, old-timey record playing in the living room.

assassin!levi who forgets that on the outside, he's a cold-blooded killer, willing to complete any task as long as it brings him home to you yet on the inside he's just a husband who adores his wife as much as the moon adores the sun.

☆ — 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @saenora , @youre-ackermine , @lovolee3 , @notgoodforlife , @averysmolbear , @bejewelledd , @leviismybby , @evas-leslas , @roseofdarknessblog @cometlevi , @21aurora , @leviykwim (! ! 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝💌)

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c0unterclockwise · 8 months

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One of my favourite memories is fishing for catfish on the pier with my father. I don't think I caught more than a tree root, and when the mosquitos got too violent we went inside and watched the news.

#c0unterclockwise #appalachain gothic #southern gothic #blogging #writing #writeblr #short poem #short story #girlblogging #rural gothic #american gothic #midwest gothic #small town america #midwestern gothic #western gothic #nostalgia #nostalgiacore #childhood

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chaotic-sundown · 3 months

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why not stay a bit longer?

Or don’t It’s your decision

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I’m just messing around with things for the towns-keeper au, trying to figure out the premise of characters and such

this sadly didn’t turn out as creepy as I wanted it to

though it gives me a reason to dump about characters, ideas, and small stories

so I guess it’s also a reason for a bit of context

Wally likes exploring the forest.

Maybe once he’d come across someone he shouldn’t be talking to maybe a human, Or I guess what would be a normal puppet in this world

though either way Wally wasn’t supposed to be this far near the edge of the forest, but he didn’t care too much about that.

He didn’t understand the importance of staying close to the town anyway. and whoever wally had met caught his interest, not necessarily in a romantic way, or that’s how he took it at least.

He just didn’t want them to leave so soon. So why not ask if they wanted to stay?

maybe just a bit longer?

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Does this make any sense? I hope so because I’m not sure. I was listening to “where the watermelon rot” on repeat as I wrote and drew this

it fits the idea and feeling of the au so well

I’d have to pause every once and a while to just vibe with the song then continue drawing

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dorkdave · 4 months

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i live for the applause (a total of 6 notes and 2 followers)

#me writing a sequel to my last drabble #ik im a new blog for a small fandom..#fanfic #writers on tumblr #fic #drabble #dave lizewski x reader #kick ass fanfic #kick ass x reader #aaron taylor johnson #aaron taylor johnson x reader #dave lizewski fanfic #dave lizewski fic #dave lizewski x you #dave lizewski #fanfiction

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nkogneatho · 16 days

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writers on this app, remember that "comparison is a thief of joy." it is okay to admire someone else's writing but don't get discouraged and compare your work to theirs because you are two different people and you have different approach of writing. yes, you are very talented and your writing is beautiful. it is disheartening to see your work not getting recognized or appreciated but it will someday. by that time, you are your first audience and as long as that piece of work makes you feel good for you gace your best, it is all that matters. you are enough and so is your wtitings. so appreciate yourself and be kind to yourself.

#gonna be honest i am speaking from experience #so many people think that they are not talented enough just because they are a small blog or very new to writing #but it is a journey and truly a good one #appreciate yourself #pasi.txt

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