#tw anxiety mention

[villowrose]

he has nighttime anxiety

#i headcanon that he sleeps with his scarf and gloves bc of sensory issues #papyrus #undertale #utdr #ut fanart #Fanart #papyrus undertale #anxiety mention #tw anxiety mention #digital art #art #my art

[royalswille]

I find it so weird when people don’t have anxiety like what do you spend your time doing if you’re not just constantly worrying?? Enjoying your life???? Wild.

#actually anxiety #social anxiety #actually anxious #anxiety disorder #tw anxiety mention

[bionicle-ramblings]

I mean this in the most inoffensive way possible, and this is purely my interpretation, looking back now that I've caught up more on the lore and read up on on the books and rewatched the movies:

Vakama is a very anxiety coded character

My evidence is more interpretation that anything else, but let me explain:

We all know how Vakama's story starts: he's an esteemed mask-maker in Ta-Metru, good enough to surpass his teacher and have the Turaga choose him to make the most powerful Kanohi mask of all time(pun intended), he's got friends he enjoys his time with, he has a good thing going for him, even if his city is overrun with Vahki that will attack on sight, there's a homicidal plant that's trying to kill everyone, and Ta-Metru isn't the most livable place to be, all things considered, but Vakama is at his most stable as a Matoran.

I don't have a lot of or any background on his Matoran life to really point out anything that comes across as anxiety, but I will say that Lhikan giving him the Toa stone and Lhikan's capture gave Vakama some kind of survivor's guilt, seeing as how Nidhiki literally threatened to burn Vakama alive if Lhikan didn't hand himself over.

Where we loop back to anxiety territory is the visions Vakama has, or rather what the visions could represent. Anxiety is often referred to as "being afraid of the future," and the future is something Vakama sees due to his visions. The closest I can think of that can be a real life interpretation of the visions(what it could be IRL) are panic attacks or anxiety attacks, nothing severe, but big enough that almost everyone who sees it chalks it up to, "being cross-wired."

Some other things that come off as anxiety coding are when Vakama still makes the Mask of Time, despite still being a Toa, when Vakama tries to feign confidence and gets irritable when he's trying to rescue the rest of the Matoran and is trying to do it as fast as possible, even snapping at and lashing out at his friends. Granted the latter, getting haughty and trying to get the job done quickly, seems to be more the result of Vakama internalizing Lhikan's sacrifice and last words, doing so in a, "he said he was proud to call me his brother, so now I have to keep him proud, even if he's not here to say it," which is a line of thinking that could bring us back to anxiety

In terms of how making the Mask of Time can be seen as something to do with anxiety, this requires a bit of a personal lense to view:

Have you ever been at a point where a big event or thing is coming up and to keep yourself from focusing on it, you try to focus on something else? For instance, if you were stressing about a new semester of school starting or a job interview or a test, have you ever tried to take the focus off of it by doing something like cooking a meal or writing ina journal or drawing? Just a small thing you're used to doing that both challenges you, but is relatively stress-free?

I imagine Vakama is doing mostly the same thing. With no sugar-coating at all, he's stressed the hell out about being a Toa and cannot really express that or back out because he was chosen, so he resorts to making the Kanohi Vahi; he's a skilled mask-maker and his job was to make masks, which he was very successful in. I also imagine it's a bit of a bargaining thing for him, like a sort of, "If I can succeed in making this, I can succeed going forward," thing.

There are smaller things that are also possible pointers or shows of Vakama's implied anxiety, namely how he chooses a weapon most familiar to him from his time as a Matoran(the disk launcher), how his mask power is invisibility, which I've personally felt sometimes when I was having anxiety moments("I don't want to be here right now, I don't want anyone to see me"), and just how quiet Vakama is in general, being someone who possibly wouldn't be noticed as much if he weren't the main protagonist in LoMN; I'm pretty sure if it was Matau or Onewa we were dollowing, Vakama would be an intriguing background character similar to Nuju, only slightly louder, so to speak

This was just a random thought I had, and most of it is just what I interpret, and sorry if it doesn't make a lot of sense😅

#bionicle #ramblings #long post #vakama #character analysis #anxiety discussion #i feel like vakama is anxiety coded #tw anxiety mention #< tagging just in case

[peanut-tyrug]

// Caps, Mentions of anxiety/depression

Ideas for what the DC members were like as humans :)

Jax - A rebellious kind of mf. Always messing with people for fun. He has his own home, but isn’t the best at paying rent

Ragatha - I just feel like she was born and raised on a farm. Cheerful and positive, as her family taught her to be

Gangle - ABSOLUTE WEEB, which is already known though. She collects figures and plushies. Also gets bullied a bunch. Has depression and anxiety but she hides it

Zooble - Kind of like Jax. They just don’t fuck with people. They’re winning the Idgaf war.

Kinger - A nerd, as I’ve said before. He likes to research anything related to science or tech. He also collects insects :))

Pomni - Cringe fail. Is not good at public speaking. Also a nerd and likes thrifting

#the amazing digital circus #tadc jax #tadc ragatha #tadc gangle #tadc zooble #tadc kinger #tadc pomni #tw caps #tw depression mention #tw anxiety mention

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Sun, picking up kitten Blood Moon: Hey! No! You can’t pull the kitty’s ears and tail!

Kitten Blood Moon: *hides against Sun*

Sun: You’re safe, are you okay?

Kitten Blood Moon: *growls and glares at the kids*

Sun: Yes, but this is why you don’t leave my room, the kids will find you one way or another.

Sun: …Wait, where’s Harvest?

Kitten Blood Moon: *looks at the kids*

Kitten Harvest Moon, smushed in a kid’s arms: *yowls with separation anxiety and social anxiety*

Sun: Okay, okay. He’s a bit of a fraidy cat, Lily, can I have him back so he can be with his brother?

Lily: Okay!

Kitten Harvest Moon: *claws his way up Sun’s arm to cling to his shoulder*

Sun: Yes, yes, you’re safe. I know it’s a lot of people. It’s okay now.

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #sams #kitten blood moon #kitten harvest moon #fnaf sun #fnaf bloodmoon #fnaf harvest moon #incorrect sun and moon show quotes #incorrect sams quotes #incorrect fnaf quotes #incorrect quotes #source: my brain #aka my missing noon post #tw anxiety mention #tw separation anxiety mention

[luciehercndale]

Thought about Lila's trauma and drinking as her copying mechanism to deal with her emotions (in relation to her relationship with Kell but also with Alucard) so I wrote a post because I had so much to say :)

Special mention to @bluecichlid because your comment under my Lila meets her father again fanfic inspired part of this post so thank you lol

tw: alcohol mention, tw: trauma mention, tw: anxiety mention

We know from bits here and there that Lila's father was an alcoholic and she often ran away from home and he didn't even notice. This forced Lila grow up fast and her needs were never met. Lila using her father's copying mechanism to avoid dealing with things (mostly emotionally related) is not surprising. No one taught her what in psychology is defined as "emotional literacy", which is the skill to understand/deal with emotions related to oneself and the outside world. She learned that by herself by trial and error and observation, but of course this human skill is also sharpened by interactions a person has with their caregiver(s) and with their peers, which help us regulate our emotions and act according to what society expects us to do. From the look of it, Lila doesn't seem to have had any meaningful relationships after she left her father for good. Barron was a fatherly figure to her but she never truly let him in. Then she met Kell, and her life began to change because he was the first person with whom she was able to make a deeper connection. Then came Alucard, with whom she equally shares a deep connection which is different from the one she has with Kell, and many many more. I only mention them because they are important for the discourse I'm making in this post.

Lila likes to drink as a way not to process her emotions and numb them, because she is avoidant and dismissive just like her caregiver used to be. Drinking is her response to trauma. It's Lila's favorite copying mechanism along with fighting (both physical and magical) to blow off steam. It's the quickest way to kick her emotions to the curb because they are too much and she isn't sure she can control them. She doesn't want to be crushed by them, which scares her (hence avoidant but she also wants to feel). But canon hints that Lila prefers to drink alone rather than with someone. She doesn't feel safe drinking with others because she doesn't want to lose control, so she tries not to exaggerate.

Lila's drinking in relation to Kell: trying not to think about him hurting in tftop + Kell rewiring Lila's past trauma into a good one

Her drinking is often emphasized after she goes or someone is going through something. For example in tftop, she goes with the crew to drink after the fight on the vessel where Kell gets hurt by his magic and she knows he needs to be alone. She tries to divert her feelings (being worried about Kell and wanting to comfort him but being unable to do so) by celebrating the mission the crew accomplished, but she ends up thinking about him anyway while she drinks by herself.

I mentioned this moment specifically because this is one of the moments in the series where Lila has a positive outcome linked to her drinking, and it rewires her past traumatic experience. When she returns to the ship after drinking, Kell is waiting for her. He pretends to be sleeping because he doesn't want to appear anxious when she's out at night, since she prides of her independence and knows how to take care of herself. But Lila knows that he is waiting and she has an ambivalent reaction to it. She is glad but she also thinks he doesn't need to do that because she doesn't need to be looked after. So Kell tries to meet her in between by pretending to sleep, knowing that he needs to trust her or his anxiety will eat him. Kell fears abandonment as much as Lila does, and by doing what her father never did, he gives her the safety she needs and whom she doesn't dare to ask for from him. She equally gives him the safety he needs when she returns safely into his arms at night.

The same happens in acol while they are on the Ghost. Lila drinks while she plays and loses her boots to Jasta, and Kell gives her his so she can have her boots back. They have a moment before the ship is attacked and Kell asks how much did she drink. Liquid courage makes her honest and she confesses she rarely drinks in company because she doesn't want to be caught unawares.

Drinking and having fun is a way to deal with everything happening (risking to die because of Osaron, Lila finally accepting her feelings for Kell/his feelings for her, dealing with her new identity as an antari). But she instantly sobers up once she realizes that they are all in danger and we see how quickly the adrenaline makes her react to the new situation.

Kell tries to help Lila relax after a bad drinking experience

Another moment I want to point out in relation to Lila, Kell and drinking is when Hastra gives Lila the tonic to make her sleep. Kell gets mad at Hastra for spiking her drink because he knows how much she would hate that because it was done against her consent. When they are in Verose in tftop, in fact, Lila doesn't seem to want to drink at first, but Kell encourages her by saying: "not everything is a trap," and she decides to trust him and tries to relax. It tugs at her heartstrings that he sees her and is learning and trying to silently support her when she doesn't even know she needs support. This is love.

Lila's drinking in relation to Alucard: he wants to get information out of her + he's also a sort of confidante to her

There are other moments where she drinks while she is with Alucard in agos and he's trying to find things about her while teaching her magic. However, when she drinks with him and the crew she is guarded, and she never drinks enough to lose control and never does things she would regret. Her drinking is calculated.

Lila also drinks with Alucard in tftop. Alucard jokes and says "I'm far more fun than Kell," when he asks Lila why she's there to drink. She agrees, but her mask slips because it's easier to show Alucard (who I consider Lila's bff) how she really feels. Lila doesn't openly say that she's worried about Kell but Alucard understands because he is good at observing people just like Lila. She also lets him in her plans to catch the Hand. Alucard was the only one who knew about Kosika, about the Hand meeting and more - things Lila didn't tell Kell. That's not casual. Lila confides in Alucard because he is a friend and because it's easier to talk to him than to confide in Kell, with whom she's romantically involved and was in a difficult moment at that point of the story. She precisely avoids to talk to him about this because she loves him too much and she doesn't want to burden him. She knows he would worry too much if she did, and she doesn't want to add that burden to the emotional baggage he's been carrying for years. It's Lila's way to protect Kell from potential harm.

I wanted to say more things but I said enough lmao. Thank you if you read so far and if you have thoughts, feel free to interact <3

#shades of magic #adsom #tftop #lila bard #kell maresh #also you see how Kell does the opposite and rarely drinks and when he drinks a lot he gets drunk and does silly stuff like swimming naked i #or we see him dull his emotions in tftop when he sees Rhy again #alucard emery #tw long post #a darker shade of magic #a gathering of shadows #a conjuring of light #the fragile threads of power #tweety.writes.analysis #shades of magic meta #tw alchohol mention #tw anxiety mention #tw trauma mention

[buckys-little-belle]

to those saying “your lack of wanting to write doesn’t mean you should abandon this blog” i understand the sentiment i really do but it’s not just me not wanting to write.

i have so many fics ready to be published because i cant stop writing, i love writing. the main problem is actually posting the fics.

if anyone pays close attention to this blog, you’ll see that i don’t post random text posts, not fic related, near as often as i used to, and i often delete them after a few minutes to hours of posting them.

i have severe anxiety as we all know, so publishing fics has always been harder for me to do, it’s nerve wracking and scary to do without feeling anxious for days on end. now i’m starting to struggle with OCD even more.

i used to just need everything even on both sides years ago, but now things have gotten to an insane point that’s new and scary and hard to really comprehend. suddenly i need to delete things or else “xyz” will happen, suddenly i cant post things with specific words or “xyz” will happen.

it doesn’t make sense, and it’s dreadful and the problem is most OCD “therapy/methods of working through compulsions” interferes with my tourettes, and now if i want to start a new therapy type i have to leave the house and get over this resurgence of severe agoraphobia.

i do write, i want to post my fics so bad, and i want to stay on this blog. but, i am one compulsion away from feeling like i have to give it all up, and it is terrifying.

this was my safe space, the one place my brain felt at peace and now i’m tearing it away from myself (albeit involuntarily) and at the moment there’s no way to stop this downward spiral immediately.

while i understand you all being sad about me abandoning ship or never posting another fic again, pleas know i am 10x sadder, and far more distraught than i could even explain.

#tw anxeity #tw anxiety mention #tw ocd #tw mental illness #tw agoraphobia #buckys little belle #tw tourettes

[sleepy-shinx]

Submas fandom: slaps the roof of Ingo and Emmet these bad boys can fit so much separation-related trauma and anxiety in them

#pokemon #submas #ingo and emmet #is this a callout post? #you decide #however I am Guilty as Charged™️ #tw trauma mention #tw anxiety mention

[reesieroo-spark]

💙💙 HCs on how Genie and I cuddle 💙💙

This is the first time I’ve done something like this so bear with me.

Doubles feel free to interact and add your own headcanons :3 We gotta show our love for the big blue guy

- he is so soft and squishy, his man tiddies are literally giant pillows.

- He’s Big spoon, I’m little spoon

- Probably snores or drools

- Likes to sing to me, especially if I’m having trouble falling asleep or woke up from a bad dream. He’ll hold me in his arms and rock me back and forth. This is especially helpful when I have anxiety attacks and can’t stop thinking about a certain thing

- Should he find me alone in bed, curled up under the covers, he’ll gush over how cute i look, he just has to hug me

#Aladdin #genie #Disney #Disney genie #HCs #f/o #selfshipping #fictional crushes #canon x self insert #oc x canon #headcanons #f/o tag #my f/os #cartoon crush #tw anxiety mention

[danafeelingsick]

Novemetober 2023

@monthofsick

Prompt list | Masterlist | AO3 collection

Day 3: Bad news = Bad stomach

Word count: 1,3k~

CONTENT WARNINGS: descriptions of vomiting, alcohol mention (no one drinks it), character death, grieving, anxiety, angst-focused, major spoilers for the archon quest of 4.2 ‘Masquerade of the guilty’, can be read as romantic or platonic (i think they're cute so uwu)

Character description

Navia is the current president of the Spina di Rosula, an organization devoted to helping the people of Fontaine (kinda like a mafia, but a good one?)

Clorinde is the champion duelist of the court of Fontaine, and killed Navia's father :( They are on good terms now.

A/N: ehehe... i like navia quite a lot so she must suffer (she took me around 170 pulls, no joke). i had the idea to write this before i saw prompts, so it fit in nicely. i wanna add more to this.

“To the ones who couldn't be with us tonight, I propose a toast.”

Clorinde never thought herself to be an empathetic person. She was used to being taken as emotionless, cold, her line of work as a professional champion duelist demanded it of her. So, it was certainly a surprise when her eyes filled with tears, listening to Navia’s speech.

The young demoiselle invited her personally to that commemorative banquet, even though she had been in an errand to invite several others, her visit still meant a lot to Clorinde. After the primordial sea had claimed so many of Poisson's residents, she worried that the glint of hope in Navia's blue eyes would never come back.

Death had become part of Clorinde’s routine, and though an honorable duel and an unprecedented tragedy couldn't be compared, it was hard not to feel for someone who had experienced so much of it in so little time. They were the same, in a sense, choosing to hide their true emotions behind facades: Navia's a cheerful and bright-eyed leader, while Clorinde's a disaffected and calculating duelist, ready to cut down anyone who were to ask it of her.

“This one is for all of the lives lost here in Poisson. For Karina, Desyree, Jonville…”, Navia continued, her wine glass raised high, joined by several others. The emotion was raw in her voice, growing weaker after each name, until — “and Melus… and Silver.”

Her breath faltered, gaze falling away from the crowd, finding no solace in them. When Navia next spoke, her words trembled almost as much as her.

“May you rest in peace.”

The guests took their seats one by one, Clorinde being one of the last. Navia didn't move at first, standing there as front and center of the banquet, serving as the image of a new beginning for Poisson. Though something made her think the president’s heart simply wasn't in it. Something in the way she clutched the glass in her hand, petrified, not ready to let go of it.

Navia raised her head, an empty look on her face, quickly draining of it's color. Her eyes met Clorinde's from across the table, an unspoken truce shared in that brief moment. Her trembling lips moved, but the words that came out were barely above a whisper.

“Please excuse me…”, was what she could made out, before the demoiselle stiffly stepped away from the banquet.

The duelist eyed the rest of the guests as they gradually returned to their own conversations, either out of respect for the President's privacy, or disinterest for her well-being; she didn't think she could do the same.

Even after its reconstruction, the small fishing village didn't look all that different from what Clorinde remembered. That familiar scent of wet soil and fresh catch filled her nose as she went up the stairs of the great underwater ship, picking up hints of rust and salt on the way. All of those thoughts immediately fled her mind as she found Navia, standing there in front of the ship’s entrance, like an abandoned puppy in the rain.

Silently, she walked to her, noticing the young woman had both hands wrapped tight around herself, her breathing labored, her eyes downcast. The duelist stood in front of her, mouth half-opened with so many possibilities of what to say, and sure of none.

“T-Thank you for coming today… Clorinde. I-I know you must’ve been… busy”, Navia was the one to break the silence, her voice choked, the brim of her hat obscuring her face. Though her first instinct was to look presentable, that urge doesn't come now it’s her childhood friend in front of her.

“I wasn’t”, Clorinde responded flatly, not thinking about she came across with that placid tone. Sheepishly, she added: “I couldn't have missed it…”

“I’m glad you haven't”, Navia remarked, her voice still struggling to be heard. “I-I know it's selfish of me, but…”

“It is not. You invited me, so I owed you my company”, Clorinde told her objectively, her eyes affixed to her trembling lips.

Navia shook her head, a grimace flashing across her delicate features, her hands balling into fists. It was then that Clorinde noticed the tears pooling under her chin, hearing the small sobs finally slipping past her mouth.

“I wanted to invite all of them… Melus, and Silver… It is so selfish of me…”, she forced out, her eyes screwed shut. “I am… only here because—”

“Navia”, Clorinde stopped her there, taking a step forward. Though her hands reached out, she still hesitating to touch the woman crying in front of her. How many times would she need to apologize until Navia trusted her again? Until she felt worthy of being her friend again?

Navia could barely see Clorinde through the blur of tears. Her hand floated up to her mouth, hovering over it as her chest began to heave. The noise she makes is one of struggle, of her lungs whistling in her throat. Her stomach writhed, squeezed in by her tight bustier, making it nearly impossible to breathe in.

A whimper escapes her as Clorinde’s hands come to rest around her waist, firm yet gentle, keeping her up as panic slowly engulfs her. That is when Navia raises her eyes, panting heavily as she searches in Clorinde's face for some comfort, noting now that she had never seen her so mortified before. Color drains from the demoiselle's face and she gags, pressing her hand tightly to her mouth.

“Oh… god”, she choked out and a second after, her stomach lurched violently, mouth filling with bile.

Even though Navia tried to press her lips thin, that last line of defense breaks as vomit comes up forcefully, spraying through the cracks of her fingers and coating her hand. She widens her eyes, feeling it soak into the fabric of her glove, messily dripping over her cleavage.

Clorinde winces, some reaching her white buttoned shirt, though the surprise is quickly replaced by empathy as she hears Navia’s sobbing interleaving her gagging. A thick yellow soup cascaded down her chin, no doubt what had become of the Poissonchant Pie that had been served during the banquet, now ruining the front of her dress.

It breaks her heart to see her friend in such a pitiful state, and she gently guides Navia to a kneeling position, her hand firmly on her back. She does so in time, as the demoiselle whimpers and heaves forward, vomit splashing onto the floor in front of her.

“Shh… It’s alright”, though words were never Clorinde’s forte, she tries to comfort her, keeping her voice a low and warmer tone. “I need you to breathe now, can you do that?”

Navia nods weakly, pushing through the nausea as she sucks in a greedy gasp. Clorinde busies herself with gathering the demoiselle's hair away from her face, trying not to focus too much on how intimate the whole situation had become.

“Good, you’re doing good… breathe”, she keeps telling her, running her gloved hand up and down her back. “It’s alright now, you don’t need to cry.”

Though Navia knows it, crying is almost a disservice to the heroes who sacrificed themselves, she can't help it. The woman leans forward, still trying to breathe, though her stomach make it easy. The organ lurched sickeningly, nausea still hanging above her head like a rain cloud.

She purses her lips, coughing violently until she chokes out a thick wave of undigested seafood, falling to the floor with a wet plop. Clorinde can't help the scowl that flashes across her face, though hopefully Navia doesn't see it, her vision growing dark, her chest tightening with each heave.

“There you go, it's alright…”, she repeats, trying to keep the whole situation under control, even as lending comfort to a grieving friend is something she can't recall happening before. The thought crosses her mind, thinking of her father, but she refuses to acknowledge it.

Navia sits back, sniffling, her hand cupped under her chin.

“Come on, let me take you inside”, Clorinde offered, both hands around the woman's shoulder as she helped her stand. “You need to change out of those clothes.”

Navia simply nods, unable to look her in the eyes.

#emeto #vomiting #tw vomit #tw emeto #tw anxiety mention #spoilers for the archon quest #novemetober day 3 #gen/shin imp/act na/via #gen/shin imp/act clo/rinde #g.enshin i.mpact n.avia #g.enshin i.mpact c.lorinde #sickfic prompts

[frankiexshen]

closed starter for matty foster ! ( @foster-notmatty ) location ; skyline shopping center !

It took Frankie all of ten minutes to decide that heading to the mall during the holidays was an absolutely mad decision. There were far too many people, she’d been crashed into about ten times in her short jaunts between stores, she had a headache blooming behind her eyes and now— just as she’d considered calling it quits altogether— she had an unwelcome interaction staring her in the face in the form of the man insistently hitting on her in spite of her best effort to slip away. Her anxiety was tugging insistently at the back of her mind and with her heart beginning to pound it was becoming more and more difficult to focus on the smartest, or perhaps easiest, way to navigate whatever the hell was happening in that moment. Of course, that would have been the plan if her mind hadn’t gone entirely blank and Frankie found herself glancing desperately to catch the eye of the nearest person— finally meeting the gaze of a vaguely familiar man. “I’m so sorry, um, my friend is just there and I’ve been waiting for him so I need to go, actually,” She managed, doing her best to slip away as she spoke. It might have worked if the man who’d been trying to get her to agree to a date hadn’t grabbed her by the wrist the moment she moved. Frankie jerked her arm away or tried to, huffing out a frustrated breath as the man’s grip held firm, “H-Hey!” Her eyes flickered again towards Foster and she hoped, a tad frantically, that he might step in if she hoped hard enough.

#「 frankie — communication 」 » threads. #「 providence peak — residents 」 » all. #「 providence peak — residents 」 » matty foster. #「 matty foster — threads 」 » all. #「 matty foster — threads 」 » 001. #/please let me know if this doesn't work and i'll get something else up asap! #tw anxiety mention

[choppedupnotkilled]

I wrote these tags on my thoughts on Seymour x Twoey and I might as well make them a separate post as well (for context the post I was reblogging was fanart of a Seymour x Twoey fanfiction.)

#proship #proshipper safe #lsoh #little shop of horrors #seymour lsoh #audrey lsoh #lsoh twoey #seymour x audrey #seymourxtwoey #lsoh analysis #tw sex mention #tw self loathing #tw homophobia mention #tw depression mention #tw anxiety mention #tw intrusive thoughts #personal post

[bionicle-ramblings]

So since Matau is growing on me and I understand his character a little more, I saw somewhere that he, like Vakama, also has a bit of anxiety and self-worth/confidence issues. Where Vakama's anxieties come from his not feeling good enough to be a Toa due to not wanting to have ever been one in the first place, and from his guilt at Lhikan's capture, Matau's anxiety is more about keeping up "appearances"

This is more interpretation and personal experience(I may need to reread the books some more later), but Matau always doing reckless things in the name of "bravery" is an example of an "appearance," as he's trying to be a Toa the way he's SEEN Toa be: Brave, strong, always doing something dangerous, but still doing it while smiling. Add to that Matau is the wisecracking, comic relief of the group, always throwing jokes and keeping things upbeat, he's more or less set up an image of the Toa he wants to be seen as even if we or the Toa Metru don't know it:

The Toa Matau wants to be seen as someone brave, someone who sees danger and laughs, someone who can keep spirits high in the team. He also mainly just wants to be seen, noticed, KNOWN by all who see him, and he wants to be seen, noticed, and known as the image of himself he's trying to live up to

We don't know if Matau has ever WANTED to be a Toa, but I can imagine that seeing how loved and how much attention the Toa Mangai most likely received, Matau may have gotten a certain image of what a Toa is, HOW a Toa is. Upon becoming a Toa, he goes straight into making sure he IS that very image, that he fits the mold he made for himself

The way I can best put the type /version of "anxiety" Matau has is this:

Imagine having to ensure you are the one in the group that smiles, the one everyone knows as the "ray of sunshine," or the one that picks everyone else up. No one put this role or expectation on you. You put it on yourself and it's something that soon becomes second nature as you adapt and begin to really "live" in even if it's not really living

I'm not saying that we're not seeing the real Matau(if anything we see him more because this is his ideal version of himself, so to speak), but I can imagine that most of what we see of Matau is the image he's made for himself and a lot of his pride and vanity comes from this image

It's small moments where the "real" Matau starts to show, or more specifically how Matau reacts when he is not recognized as a Toa, or as the image of a Toa he made for himself. One such moment in question comes in the Coliseum scene in Legends of Metru Nui, when the false Dume turns the crowd against the Toa:

When Vakama tries to tell the crowd that the Dark Hunters took Toa Lhikan rather than the Toa, we see most of the Toa react, especially Matau, who has nothing to say and can only back away from the crowd as they call turn against him, believing the lie told about him

No quips

No trying to back Vakama and say they're innocent

Just silence

And other quiet moment is when we see him for a moment in the Vahki transport, as he, Nokama, and Vakama go to Po-Metru. As Nokama tells Vakama to have faith in being a Toa, Matau simply watches, not saying anything. It may be a "nothing" moment, but from looking at the scene again, Matau appears to be sitting in a similar position to Vakama, just with one knee up, and he only looks at Nokama and Vakama when Nokama says, "You will. Have faith," to Vakama having doubts about his being a Toa.

We don't know if Nokama and Matau even had a conversation before Nokama spoke with Vakama, but knowing Matau's little reaction in the scene happens and he's more or less back to himself after, I think that maybe Matau might have been dealing with feelings of, "If I can't be what I imagine a Toa to be, then am I even a Toa at all?" Maybe hearing what Nokama said and hearing Vakama's insecurities boosted him a little and helped pull him out of those feelings because he is more or less back to himself when in the crafter's village in Po-Metru

Am I saying Matau is also an anxiety coded character? A little bit. It isn't like Vakama, where it's easy to see and connect with. Where we know Vakama's anxiety very easily, Matau's is pretty masked, and I think it's meant to be like that because for Matau, acknowledging his own anxiety, or his feeling like he can't live up to the expectation he set yp for himself, is something he can't and probably doesn't want to do. It's a lot like a feeling of, "If I something right now or if I fall apart now, I won't be able to put myself back together again." I don't think it's that extreme in Matau's case, but I imagine it close to be

And that's been my TED talk on Matau. Sorry if some bits don't make sense. I'm beginning to realize I have something in common with Matau and I don't know how I feel about it😅

#bionicle #ramblings #long post #toa metru #matau #tw anxiety mention #matau is possibly anxiety coded but not in the same way as vakama #he has insecurities more than anxiety but still

[chrysalis-the-butterfly]

Four Headcanons About Roger Rabbit

(Original post here.)

Headcanon A: Realistic

Roger is actually an excellent judge of character. For example, he reasoned that Jessica would never cheat on him willingly, and he was right. Then he insisted that Angelo would never betray him, and he was right.

Roger does make mistakes sometimes (particularly when doing so would be funny) and he can be a teensy bit too trusting, but generally, his initial assumptions about other people are proved correct.

Headcanon B: While It May Not Be Realistic, It Is Hilarious

Roger is still alive today, and his taste in music has evolved with the times. These days, "Hello Kitty" by Avril Lavigne is his guilty pleasure.

Headcanon C: Heart-Crushing and Awful, but Fun to Inflict on Friends

Roger is incredibly anxious.

This is in part because of the role he was drawn to have. He was designed to be a frantic babysitter. His comedy comes from panicking at the first sign of danger and then putting himself in harm's way trying to save the baby in his care (who ironically doesn't need his help and always comes out unscathed and untraumatised).

So Roger is programmed to not only see danger everywhere, but to run heedlessly towards it. That's ... not a combination that leads to a healthy mental state.

Roger does try to stay out of trouble, but trouble always finds him sooner or later. He also tries really hard not to worry about things - in fact, he's often pretty good at masking his concerns when he's with other people - but sometimes he just can't stop the thoughts spiralling out of control.

Headcanon D: Unrealistic, But I Will Disregard Canon About It Because I Reject Canon Reality and Substitute My Own

Roger Rabbit was created in 1936. At that time, his age was set at 7. His big break was in Maroon Cartoons' adaptation of The Ugly Duckling, in which he played a baby rabbit who was mistaken for a duckling.

In 1940, Roger was redesigned, aged up, and recast in the Baby Herman shorts. His age was reset at 27, and he's been 27 ever since.

(This makes Headcanon C even more horrifying because, while Roger agreed to the redesign and to being aged up, he definitely doesn't remember signing up for the baggage of anxiety issues.)

#headcanon game #four headcanons #who framed roger rabbit #wfrr #roger rabbit #jessica rabbit #roger rabbit x jessica rabbit #roger x jessica #baby herman #angelo #the ugly duckling #duck season rabbit season #tw anxiety #cw anxiety #tw anxiety mention #cw anxiety mention

[snowe-zolynn-rogers]

Eclipse: I’m so tired all the time.

Ghost Lunar: That’s the constant anxiety.

Eclipse: I’m scared constantly.

Ghost Lunar: That’s called chronic anxiety.

Eclipse: I feel like I can’t breathe sometimes when I get too stressed.

Ghost Lunar: THAT’S CALLED ANXIETY!

#five nights at freddy's #fnaf #sun and moon show #sams #ghost lunar #fnaf eclipse #fnaf lunar #incorrect sun and moon show quotes #incorrect sams quotes #incorrect fnaf quotes #incorrect quotes #source: my brain #aka my missing 4am post #tw caps #tw anxiety mention

[wineonmytshirt]

going for tickets today so my mom and i can see taylor... my anxiety is SOOOOOO BAD send good vibes!

#tw anxiety mention #taylor swift #eras tour #eras tour indy 2024