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gabaviggiano · 2 years
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Build your Supportive Environment Kit
Being super strong is not enough. Superman's fortress of solitude is not only a place. It holds advice and comfort from key people in his life.
Humanity is living a stressful life. We all have been in a situation where our mental, physical, and emotional health have fallen apart, and we need to pause and adjust to keep going, at least once in our lives. What do you do when that pause is required, forced, or timely taken? Where do you go? and who do you refuge with? You can think of different things when you plan ahead, but when you…
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animunee-ee · 17 days
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I think this is a sign of major brainrot
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gayvampyr · 1 year
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i really wish people without adhd could truly comprehend the scope of time blindness. like yeah everyone occasionally gets the feeling that time flew by but with adhd it’s impossible to tell how long it’s been. i am not exaggerating when i say i woke up at 9, went to class for around 2 hours, came back to my dorm, got on my phone for 30 minutes and suddenly it was 6pm and dark outside. because it genuinely only felt like a few hours! i haven’t eaten at all today because i missed all the signals my body is supposed to give me to tell me i’m hungry and if no time is passing, why would i need to eat when i just ate “a few hours ago” (yesterday)?
i’ve sat down to write a paper, checking the clock as i got started, and then forgot the hour and only remembered the last two digits (minute) when i started. by the time i finished writing, the minute on the clock was 5 after, and i could not for the life of me figure out if 5 minutes had gone by or an hour and 5 minutes, maybe even 2. like we really do not sense the passage of time. “oh sorry i haven’t texted you in three months, i thought it was last week.” like !!!!
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not to make angst out of a fucking gag but also thinking about the silly au rei in the final episode makes me think about how different rei would be if she didn’t have literally the worst dad ever. like, no, she probably wouldn’t have been the upbeat adhd whirlwind in the high school au lmao. but it does just make me think. because while all the pilots lives are incredibly marked by trauma, rei's the only one to have never had access to any sort of normal life. her entire personality and worldview is shaped from being isolated, groomed, and taught to see herself as a tool and not a person. and then i just get so sad that she never had any chance of a normal life where she could discover herself and what she is. she went from being abused and manipulated by gendō (which is made even worse with the implications certain scenes leave about their relationship) to becoming god. she never had any chance of living a normal life. and just like. fuck.
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driftershunt · 7 months
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American Made is the most silly and whimsical tc film . i said what i said
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bones-of-a-rabbit · 2 years
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Not me projecting my love of space and it’s infinite capacity for having somewhere one really truly belongs, no matter how far away it might be or how impossible to reach, onto the space au. Nope. Could never be me. Absolutely not
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sincerely-sofie · 5 months
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Cave-in: A comic starring Darkrai, Dusknoir, and an unconscious Twig on an expedition gone wrong.
(Note that this takes place after the ending of the fanfic, and people have settled into having Darkrai in their lives... for the most part. Dusknoir still hates his guts and doesn't trust him whatsoever.)
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pieromachine · 11 months
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carefulfears · 1 year
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thinking about scully sitting on the floor of mulder’s apartment just holding him as he wept after his mother’s death and after she told him through tears that it’s time to stop. it’s time to stop looking for his sister.
and how she had already told him that once, seven years earlier, a month into their partnership, when she chased him out of a police station and told him to stop running after his sister because it won’t bring her back.
she called after him to just stop, because she’s the scientist, and that’s the logical conclusion that she had reached.
except later that night, he told her why he does it. that he’s been closing his eyes and walking into that room, thinking maybe, when he opens them, his sister will be there, since he was 12 years old. “every day” of his life.
and she never told him to stop again.
until seven years later, when she rocked him on the floor, and then the next day was asked “why do you want to bring all this back up now?” and answered, “someone owes it to mulder.”
so she started looking. she reopened files, she tracked down records, she went to his mother’s house to dig through the trash. she confronted CSM about what he knew, she flew to california, she held hands and prayed.
she looked at mulder and said “it hurts me to tell you this” and stayed steady in the truth anyway. she listened to him read to her about a 14-year-old girl’s pain, held his hand and told him to get some sleep. she stayed up, kept looking, and found it. “i got it, mulder. i couldn’t believe it when i saw it. it was like it was looking for me.”
the police report from when samantha ran away.
she read the hospital records, went to the home of the nurse who signed the intake report, asked him if he wanted her to go herself.
she left him by the car and walked up and knocked, asked about a patient in 1979. she listened as the nurse described how “you couldn’t forget her or how frightened she was. scared for her sweet life.” and the man who came for her, who wouldn’t put out his cigarette.
earlier the day before, she had been told to just stop. “word of advice, me to you: let it be. you know, there’s some wounds that are just too painful ever to be reopened.”
and she had responded, “this particular wound has never healed. and mulder deserves closure.”
after seven years, she knows now, that you can’t just stop chasing. she knows how heavy grief is, and she‘s seen the effects of carrying it alone. of walking into the worst night of your life every day, eyes closed, hopeful.
you can’t just stop, and you can’t really have closure, but you can help someone carry it.
and ultimately, that’s what made this the end of the road. sometimes the heaviest burden of grief is feeling that pain is all there is left of someone, and that alleviating it would be to abandon them.
scully’s right, this wound has never closed, but there’s freedom in shared remembrance and shared dedication. she doesn’t ask him to stop until he’s ready to know the truth, and she’s willing to find it. she doesn’t ask him to rest until it’s safe for him to, because it’s not forgetting samantha. she knows and she remembers.
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gabaviggiano · 2 years
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Build your Supportive Environment Kit
Ensure you consider all the pieces for your "supportive kit" and keep it in good shape as you would in a first aid one. It is, indeed, for a similar purpose.
Humanity is living a stressful life. We all have been in a situation where our mental, physical, and emotional health have fallen apart, and we need to pause and adjust to keep going, at least once in our lives. What do you do when that pause is required, forced, or timely taken? Where do you go? and who do you refuge with? You can think of different things when you plan ahead, but when you…
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raccoonfallsharder · 9 months
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new rocket raccoon smut just dropped ♡
sidenote: i fuckin love this community. thank you all for being absolute babes. have some smut for your monday
Outer Space Safety & Spaceship Maintenance Training (The Ninth Visit)
Part Two of Domestic Scenes in Space Travel [Oneshot. COMPLETE 8/21] Sequel to The Very Boring Adventures of Space Pilot & Sweatshirt Girl [domestic fluff, dirty talk, oral sex - mind the ao3 tags. you can read this without reading Sweatshirt Girl but some of the throwaway lines will make more sense if you do.] Summary: Study Night. or - why study when you can seduce your hot local Space Pilot into oral? When you were a kid, you imagined yourself growing up, working a cool job, living in a cute house, getting a big dog, marrying, and having kids of your own. You've currently got none of those things, but you are getting regularly railed by a raccoon-shaped cosmic adventurer, and he's currently showing you around his spaceship. Which is kinda better than anything you could have dreamed up for yourself.
[comics-inspired, though i'm fucking around with timelines/continuity and you really don't need any comics-context to ride this ride]
up next: expect Date Night (The Fourteenth Visit) in mid/late September
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stardustinthesky · 11 months
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pilot | goodbye is always implied | kindness goes unpunished
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amour393 · 1 year
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it's thinking about early season wu hours
(This??? Got long???? Not a fic but also kind of?????)
I think wu gets a lot of crap he doesn't deserve. If you think of what the pilots and first couple seasons are like from wu's perspective, it's actually heartbreaking like every other part of this show
so, you got Wu. Wu, who met someone who was like a son to him, who he led down the wrong path, who he failed, and he never sees him again, left to grieve in solitude as Ninjago needs him once more
Wu, who has only ever loved one woman. She is beautiful, bright and sharp and is the only one he knows can rival him on and off the battlefield.
But his brother loves her too. For good reason, but it hurts. It hurts because his brother is only like this because of him, it's his own fault and they all know it, but despite the venom Garmadon refuses to say it. Even corrupted, Garmadon loves with his whole heart.
It only makes sense that Misako chooses him.
It stings, but Wu smiles for her, and for his brother, and years later he'll smile for their son.
Wu, who fights a war and is betrayed. Who has to scrap together another team, and risks two of his best friends in the process. They barely win, and Wu knows it's not a permanent victory. The knowledge weighs him down.
Wu, who is holding on to the threads of his relationship with his brother with the strongest grip he's got, who is careful, oh so careful not to let those strands snap, and then they do, and his brother falls, cursing him all the way.
Wu is heartbroken. He's lost Morro, he's lost his love, and now he's lost his brother.
Buried in his grief, in his shame, in his guilt, Wu lets autopilot take over. He hides the weapons. He does what he can. He goes to one of the only people left that he can trust, places a tremendous burden on him, and leaves. He can't take the risk of visiting his friends more now that they have the map, and he's putting them in enough danger as it is
Years later, after learning of their two kids, news from his friends go silent, and Wu figures it's for the best. He trusts his friends. Something must have happened, they need Wu to stay away. So he does.
He learns he has a nephew. A nephew whose father is in the Underworld because of Wu, it's his fault Lloyd won't grow up with his dad, and it's a shame because he always knew, venom or not, Garmadon would be the greatest father.
His nephew's mother, Wu's old love, disappears. Wu doesn't know where she went. He doesn't know why. He doesn't know if her son is with her or not and he doesn't know where to even start looking.
He's not entirely sure he should.
Wu loses contact with many of his old friends. First Ray and Maya, and then the Master of Lightning stops contacting him, and Wu is left to wonder why.
The Master of Ice passes, and Wu grieves alone.
Then Lilly is next, a good friend full of hope and joy, gone, passing like a distant earthquake.
It's then that Wu decides enough his enough. It's time to reach out, so Wu steels himself and returns to the field.
He first finds Lilly's son, who he'd heard many storied about. The boy who stands before him resembles Lilly in a way that hurts more than a little, his dark eyes and smile mirroring hers. He looks nothing like Lilly described, though, the smile she swears- swore- he always wore gone, as if he'd never smiled before. Grief weighs on him, different from the way it pulls Wu down, but perhaps stronger for it.
Cole joins him, and Wu wonders if he's making a terrible mistake. If Lilly would hate him for it.
Just add another name to the list, then.
Next he goes for the Master of Lightning, a kid he knows nothing about. When he finds the boy, the resemblance to his mother is striking, bright blue eyes and a spirit that moves faster than lightning. Wu wonders if he'll ever know what happened to his mother. He wonders if the kid will ever know, either.
Like his mother, Jay is always on the move, eager for adventure, and after his parents' blessings (parents who are not Libber, not Wu's friend), Jay joins the group, bonding with Cole in an astonishingly short amount of time.
He finds the new Master of Ice, too, though is surprised to find that he remembers nothing of his father, or of the strange visitor that changed his life. Zane joins him quickly.
And then there's just one more.
Like the others, Wu goes to recruit the new elemental master alone. His stomach turns as he approaches, nervous and excited at once.
And then he hears the words in the shop.
"If father were still here-"
The voice is so much like Maya's that Wu has to stop, and the sharp, fiery one sounds so much like Ray. But Wu knows in his heart that it's not them.
He's gone. Ray is gone. Maya must be too, or she would have told him. A million questions run through his head. How- where did they- when-
How long have their kids been alone?
But this time, Wu doesn't have time to grieve.
The banter he easily fell into with his father is not mirrored in the son, Kai's words sharp, hardened by the fire of an unfair world.
He looks so much like his father.
Nya, too, he sees immediately. They both resemble their parents, their eyes smart like Maya's but kind like Ray's. Kai's hair is every bit as wild as Ray's was in his youth, Nya's posture strikingly similar to her mother even in her young age.
The fire in Kai is obvious. Nya's path is less clear, which is to be expected of someone so young (both of them are young- they all are- by his Father, what is Wu doing-).
Nya is taken less then ten minutes later, by agents of his brother, and Wu doesn't think about what her parents would do if-
If they knew. If they were here.
But they get her back, and the five kids bond remarkably quickly. Jay falls for Nya rather quickly, and Wu wonders if they'll ever know how close their mothers used to be.
Weeks pass. His brother is nowhere to be seen, and Wu lies awake at night thinking about the moment he returns. His students are rather unvigilant, but Wu isn't too worried-
That is, until they get the distress call, until the Serpentine are released, until Wu learns who did it.
His nephew. Lloyd. The son of his brother and his love. On the streets, worn black hoodie loose over his thin frame. He tries so much to be like his father.
Wu's the only one who knows how little his father wanted that.
Lloyd eludes them, again and again, until finally they manage to snag him from the grip of that cursed Anacondrai, and Lloyd is with family once again.
Whether he likes it or not.
His students don't like that he's there, but they- they don't understand. They don't see the traces of his parents. Misako's eyes. Garmadon's wild, joyful grin.
The kid tries to be like his father. It hurts Wu more than he'd ever admit.
Eventually, Lloyd doesn't seem to hate Wu or his students. He tries to help, in his own little ways.
A servant's heart, like his father.
Sometimes he follows Wu around like a shadow, asking questions, eager to learn.
...And a curious one, like his mother.
Sometimes he follows Kai around, and it's hard not to see the similarities to their parents.
Ray was Garmadon's friend, too.
The day Lloyd is taken, the guilt finally overtakes Wu.
He manages to offer some semblance of instruction to his students before leaving, and Wu forces himself to face his brother.
The look in his brother's eyes when he hears the news of his son breaks Wu's heart all over again.
(Because it wasn't supposed to be like this. Garmadon was supposed to be happy and warm and Lloyd wasn't supposed to wonder why he'd been abandoned-)
Kai's the only one who hasn't unlocked his true potential yet, and in a moment of fear, Wu says something he regrets.
"Perhaps it would be best if you did not reach you true potential, or someone could get hurt."
The betrayal in Kai's eyes mirrors Morro's in such a perfect way that Wu leaves in a hurry, pain rising in his chest and twisting his stomach.
He's scared. He won't tell his students, because they need a leader, but he's scared.
Scared that Kai is the green ninja.
Or worse, scared that he isn't.
The parallels between Kai and Morro are easy to see, like the wind that fans a flame high into the sky.
Morro had transformed from the kind boy Wu loved, like a gentle summer breeze, warm and comforting, into a winter storm, cold and stinging and hurt.
He worried the same for Kai. Kai has two fires inside, Wu knows it.
There's the campfire, warm and welcoming and valuing family above all else.
And there's a forest fire, that burns down all in it's path because it's angry.
Kai's got a little bit of both, like his father, but Wu worries that the latter will spiral out of his control, and it'll be another student lost because of Wu's mistake.
He hadn't thought that losing Kai was an option.
The volcano erupts. Garmadon screams. Nya's gasp is strangled, denial lacing her voice as she whispers her brother's name.
Wu nearly falls to his knees.
Kai is gone. Ray and Maya's son is gone. Kai- energetic and passionate and caring and welcoming and warm- extinguished like the flame of a match.
And so is Lloyd.
Lloyd, eyes bright and trusting in Wu, in Kai, in his father. With a future ahead of him, one full of hope and good.
Jay, uncharacteristically quiet, gasps suddenly, and a flicker of hope burns in Wu's chest.
Kai lands on the Bounty with Lloyd in his arms, smile bright and radiating heat, before the energy needed for his true potential burns out and he promptly passes out.
It's not too long after that they're gathered in the control room, and there's something about the way Kai is looking at Lloyd that makes Wu nervous.
Kai reveals his experience, and the Golden Weapons confirm.
Wu's heart sinks.
It's Lloyd.
It's been Lloyd all along.
He has no doubt that Lloyd will be an excellent green ninja, strong and wise and good, once he's old enough.
Which is, to say, Garmadon doesn't stand a chance.
There's resignation written on his brother's face, and a bit of pride, too, Wu thinks. Garmadon is proud, of course he is, but Wu knows his brother too well to not notice the sadness deep in his eyes.
Lloyd, for his part, doesn't seem to notice what this means, for all he's listened to the others bickering over who the Chosen One is.
Wu doesn't want to be the one to tell him, but Garmadon doesn't deserve to. Wu's done enough, this is the least he can do.
"That means..." Garmadon says- starts to say. Lloyd looks so confused, staring at his father with wide red eyes.
"The battle lines have been drawn, brother. Sadly, our family has only become more divided. Brother versus brother, and now..." Wu's eyes flick to Lloyd in sympathy. "...son versus father."
Lloyd still doesn't seem to get it, and Wu can't bear to look him or his brother in the eyes.
Their family is being torn apart once again, and Wu's the only one to blame.
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justachoker · 27 days
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I'm NOT wrong writing a fic about the boys reading fanfiction LOL
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maxthesillyy · 2 days
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twas a normal day. until the thoughts about the parallels and differences between LIS and LIS2 started,,
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daily-linkclick · 7 months
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im gonna miss xixi every day until forever, lowkey want the og timeline to be restored so that she can live
oughgh... sometimes i delude myself into thinking she can still be alive through qiao ling NOT in the sense that her powers transferred to ql (i actually hate that idea) but in the sense that her soul transferred to ql but not in the intrusive way it's like now ql has a little tianxi ai who she can talk to . for fun
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