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drinkinboilingcoffee · 2 months
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Was gonna do this in a larger post but god knows I’ll never finish that, so here you go for now. A few notes:
-William wears long clothes and gloves (even in hot Utah weather) to hide springlock scars. The springlock failure (which was a s@icide attempt, I’ll get more into that later) also left him mostly blind (has the layout of the Diner memorized by now)
-Mike has vitiligo (wanted to combine the lighter and darker skinned sprites he has, hope that works?) (he’s 13 btw)
-Mike is EXTREMELY accident prone, so he always has some sort of cut or bruise he has to cover up
-Mike is transmasc! Usually wears a binder but is more casual around friends and family
-This is 1983, before Evan or Charlie died and before William really lost it
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xxcherrycherixx · 6 months
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I know i like to talk about cupid and blondie just fucking every second but i legit just also want them to just do normal couple shit man, like cuddling on the sofa or treating the other to their favourite home cooked meal.
Kissing each others cheeks and foreheads sweetly, holding hands everywhere. Constantly telling their respective friends about how much they love their gf.
They go to the fair and try to win each other prizes! Theres an archery game and blondie keeps telling cupid she can totally win it, cupid misses miserably. Blondie has a turn and wins immediately explaining her skills with “sometimes i get bored when you’re not home so i shoot your bow in the house” cupid just stares gobsmacked unsure wether to tell her girlfriend off or kiss her right there. (She absolutely breaks that bow when she gets home just incase blondie has accidentally hit herself with one of the arrows)
Cupid eventually starts bringing blondie through the portal and to other worlds, they never stay for long and cupid makes sure they’re very careful to not get caught but they get to go on wonderful dates.
Blondie starts bringing cupid with her on field work days, cupid takes it very serious and helps as best she can (although she does sneak kisses in now and then which distracts blondie)
They live in a little cottage, near a forest so blondie can explore (occasionally cupid gets dragged along with her, she still isn’t a big fan of the woods though) they have multiple spare bedrooms and when people ask why they have so many empty bedrooms they just give each other a look and make an excuse about how the place just came like that and they didn’t really mind the extra space.
Those spare rooms quickly become kids rooms (and a cub room, blondie brings home a baby bear one day and cupid just sighs in acceptance of the fact that she’s now also a mother to a bear. She of course loves that little one just as much as their other kids though)
None of the children are cupid’s biologically, she states that shes not comfortable with the idea of birth so Instead they’re all either a mix of blondie’s genes and a donors genes or they’re adopted.
Cupid’s family happily take in blondie and the kids as family, but they always give cupid sad looks when blondie and the kids aren’t around. Nonetheless blondie gets invited to join their parties and get togethers as cupid’s plus one, Aphrodite likes the blonde girl very much and tells her to call her auntie too, she often invites the girl to join her and her friends for drinks claiming blondie is great at sharing gossip.
As the fairytale worlds society changes, Blondies family comes around to accepting the relationship. especially when blondie introduces their first child, a girl with golden curls. All the remaining walls drop and blondies mother scoops her daughter up in a tearful hug proud of her for becoming a mother too and apologises for not being there to support her through the pregnancy. Blondie’s mother makes sure to be there for every single one afterwards and it makes blondie so happy.
But not everything is “just right” in a relationship. ( hey guys trigger warnings here for like um lots of shit about death and suicide 😬 whoops it got angsty)
Theres a lingering dark cloud that hangs over cupid and blondie’s relationship. Cupid doesn’t bring it up but she knows and hates whats to come, Its a horrible realisation that strikes her not long after they start dating, its the reason her family gives her pitying looks, its the reason she refuses to have biological kids of her own even though she wants to. She notices her wife change, and she changes herself physically to match, but its never real.
Blondie is aging and she isn’t.
She confides in briar one afternoon, the girl was meant to sleep 100 years and outlive her friends and family, and while she wont have to do that anymore, she still had to live with knowing it was going to happen. Briar tries to comfort her, but fails. She tells cupid to tell blondie, but she refuses to.
Two years into their marriage blondie becomes pregnant with their first child. When their daughter turns one years old cupid visits her family alone and cries. She cries and screams about the future, how quickly one will turn to ten and ten will turn to her first child being lowered into a grave. Her father holds her silently, knowing that nothing he says can comfort her.
Cupid continues for the next decade trying to keep her fears at bay, and then blondie gets a call about a loss in the family. An older relative who had taken their own life not long after the death of their spouse.
Another horrifying realisation hits cupid. She doesn’t confide in anyone about this one.
one day Aphrodite finally lets it slip to blondie that cupid will outlive her and their entire family.
Blondie struggles with learning this, she had known her wife was immortal and very much older than her, but having it finally hit her that her wife will outlive her by thousands upon thousands of years with most likely many lovers after to replace her hurts. Knowing cupid and their family will be her forever, but she and their family will not be cupid’s forever, absolutely tears her heart to shreds.
One day she breaks and tells cupid, her wife tells her that she will in fact “be her forever”, that there will be no one else after her. Blondie accepts it as a lie to comfort her, but one day she realises what cupid really meant. she feels sick and terrified of her wife’s intentions, but she feels even more sick at the relief it gives her to know that she wont just be a short fling the other woman will one day forget.
They don’t speak on it again and they definitely dont tell cupid’s family of her future intentions, they continue to live happy and in love, but every now and then they think about the shared grave that awaits them.
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katyon2020 · 11 months
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‼️‼️TW: Mentions of suicide, gaslighting and rat monching; and discussions of toxic love styles, financial abuse, desperation and codependency ‼️‼️
In my opinion, when you look past the shock imagery, the second MV mostly just confirmed the theory most people had about Mahiru.
She was a college student who fell in love with another man, but her love style was horribly toxic and she eventually drove him to suicide. Doesn't change my previous verdict on her at all apart from Kotoko being fucking insane. However, there was a single lyric that was already ticking me off even before the premier and now that we have the context, gives off some veeery uncomfortable implications about a character that's supposed to be a ''bubbly, air head''..........
''Clothes Food Shelter+Love and miss you''
See, before the premier me and bunch of other people theorised that this was implying she was financially dependent on her bf except there were a few problems with this theory, Mahiru does not seem financially bad off. In the 1st MV there is ZERO indications that she has to at least work her ass off to make ends meet, it wouldn't explain giant wardrobe of cute outfits she sporta in the 1st MV that COULDN'T have been cheap, hell, I think she even admits her parents already regularly send her money at one point! There's no reason for you to be sent money from your and not be able support yourself. These two statements are straight up contradictory. There's something else going in here.
And now that the MV is out we see that this line is sung alongside ''My lethal weapon: ''This is how to be in love with you'''' which wss basically a song about how yes her behaviour is over-bearing and stressful but it okay cause that's how ''love'' works. (Essentially admitting it was almost a gaslight song for him) And you have a concept that paints Mahiru in a really ugly light.
The bf was the financially dependent one and Mahiru was using that as one of the ways to keep him metaphorically chained to her.
And it makes sense when you take in other clues:
Firstly, like I mentioned the 1st MV shows off Mahiru in a variety of fashionable outfits that would not make sense for someone who is supposed to be financially struggling. Compare that to the bf who not only has ONE SINGULAR outfit throughout the entire thing but it looks rugged and dirty and something that would not look out of place if you WERE told he was homeless. And if you think that's me overthinking things, in-universe these MVs are extracted from their BRAINS and we already know what a giant fashionista Mahiru is, clothes are obviously going to be something that matter a lot to her!
Second, in the 1st MV, it's mentioned that they went camping at one point, what if they got lost at one point? This would explain the infamous rat scene 🐀as it would have served as the only food and it brings a whole new angle to that scene as I think I can safely assume the bf would refuse to eat a fucking rat under normal circumstances and only did it out of desperation. Which would explain their dynamic perfectly: Mahiru thinks she is feeding him to true love while he only accepts it out of desperation.
So yeah, I am sincerely sorry to all the mappi apologists as I painted your best girl in a really bad light but seriously, I want to present my speculations and let the fandom make up its own damn mind.
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the-rainbow-daycare · 14 days
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Tw/mentioned su!c!de
🐆I put new stuffing in my favourite plushie🐆 because he was really squashed because he's an old one, now he's all cuddly again!🐆
And I'm almost 3 years clean of attempted suicide:3 My gender dysphoria was really icky today but I didn't do anything bad! Am I doing a good job? I can't tell sometimes but I think it's better then it used to be
Good job! Im glad too hear he's all cuddly now, plushies are amazing, I'm so proud of you for being almost three years clean! That's a big accomplishment, I'm sorry to hear your dysphoria was really bad but I'm glad you didn't do anything bad,
Youre doing a great job, I know its hard to tell but you're doing amazing,
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jes12321 · 3 months
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He has started measuring his life in fragments of soul. Started measuring the time he has left. Feels like he is running out of time, even though he could wait. He could be selfish. Never swallow that last finger, never die, never destroy Sukuna for good. Yuuji reminds himself that it can’t last. He still needs to learn how to say goodbye.
Yuuji needs to destory the only danger left to the world; himself. But maybe he can heal instead.
Second part to my previous time travel fix-it.
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colliequacksalot · 4 months
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Imagine spending your entire life trying to fix your relationship with your brother only to one day wake up and learn that he killed himself while you were sleeping
And left you a matching bow he was suppose to give to you as a christmas gift by hand but never got to
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woooooo I finally got around to this. guys guys guess what. I wrote crimeboys for once. this is basically an entirely crimeboys chapter ignore that part with techno
anyways like always read the chapter notes for warnings
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You made me hate this city is a Tommy-centric modern/sci-fi AU where 3/4 SBI died and then suddenly reappeared. The catch is that they’re from different timelines. This fic is 5 chapters long, 18k words, and ongoing. It focuses on themes of neglect and Tommy’s relationship with his family.
Summary:
Tommy tried to move on from what had happened. He tried to move on from the deaths of his brothers and father, from what Wilbur did to their family. It had been three months, he had to get better. The dead stay dead, right?
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It had been three months since Tommy's family spats resulted in a double murder-suicide. He didn't expect to run into his very dead older brother in an alley.
Taglist (ask/dm/comment to be added/removed):
@cupsmp @marvelously-queer
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annaraebananawriter · 2 years
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Nightmare Joku was a smart person. He graduated high school with straight A’s, was a favourite among the teachers and was always willing to help his classmates, even the ones that bullied him. However, after a rough day, he cuts ties with his family and goes away for college, hoping to become a school psychologist/guidance counsellor. Hired at Ebott’s School for Troubled Teens, he thought he would be prepared for anything. He wasn’t prepared for this.
On the other hand, Dream Joku’s life had been steadily going downhill ever since his brother left. It seems that when Nightmare left, his happiness and smiles went with him too. Now, his life was just full of misery and emotions that felt numb. After it got to be a bit too much, his mother decides to send him to Ebott’s School for Troubled Teens, in hopes that he would get better. He was prepared to go back to playing pretend. He wasn’t prepared for this.
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WARNING: MIGHT CONTAIN SCENES THAT TUG YOUR HEART, LANGUAGE, NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART, HEAVY TALK ABOUT TOPICS SENSITIVE TO SOME PEOPLE AND OTHER THINGS.
READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.
CHAPTER TWO IS LIVE!!!!!
Again, I do have a schedule sort of planned, but it’s taking me longer to really implement it, so I decided to post this chapter earlier. However, the next chapter will be published after the current chapter I’m working on is done; which shouldn’t take too long if I really focus.
With that, any questions you have about this fic/au I’ve created, please drop by and ask! Or if you just want to gush over it, also come by and ask! I love hearing what you guys think!
Happy reading!
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patroclusdefencesquad · 5 months
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no one does it like him any more
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my headcanon is that Helpy is a repurposed and finished version of Henry’s s*icide bot and I don’t even know how to explain that to you guys
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justpassingbii · 9 months
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Monsters
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TW: mentioned suicide, mentioned blood, mentioned murder, mentioned abuse, mentioned alcohol abuse, mild mention of horror
(I tried tagging this properly and still warn at the beginning, and all these things are only briefly mentioned)
If you asked me to draw you a monster, I could not. Mostly because I can’t draw - but also because it leaves me to wonder: what about a drawing makes the image represent a monster? Are they hideous? Does their appearance denote and show the rot that surely must be even more pronounced inside? Do they have a mole on the tip of their uncannily toucan-like nose or crooked teeth or crooked legs/back/fingers? A crazed look in their eyes? A million KIND people can look like that and it still wouldn’t make them a monster. I could give them tentacles or horns or claws or pincers. Give them a gaping maw with multiple rows of teeth - sharp teeth. Make their skin be red, blue, green, black. Give them bat wings, multiple eyes, a single eye, multiple extra limbs, make them oddly reminiscent of a real life being - animal or human or plant-like - but just odd enough to make any who gazes on it be unsettled (was it a deer? was it ever a deer? is it not one anymore? did it use to be a deer?). I could do all this in one same and single drawing and I might still hesitate to call them a monster. That single, static drawing tells me nothing about them that isn’t skin deep, and in the end, monsters…
…monsters aren’t just born, but made.
So I could also draw a “boy-next-door” sort of character. Your local cheerleader. A father, a mother, a grandparent, a child. I could draw a cute animal, a kind looking lady, dressed up to go to her kid’s graduation party with maybe an oddly copper coloured small little stain on the edge of a sleeve or the corner of her skirt that could just be old ketchup and the bright eyes and effusive excitement she exudes make you believe that without a second thought until the cops are doing rounds on your neighborhood after someone went missing 3 weeks ago - 2 days before said graduation party. I could draw the picture perfect parent who gets delivered a package through mail every week and it clinks like glass and he says it's a collection of boats in bottles but it’s just how he avoids the town knowing he likes to get drunk and do all sorts of monstrous thing to his family behind closed doors. The drawing can’t tell you the kind lady’s son was being bullied for years and on the verge of suicide and after filling 5 different complains with no result, she took matters into her own hands, or that the parent is only doing to others as was done unto him, but none of that matters after the image I “painted” a few lines before. They are a monster in your head by now, with their tiny little stains, their now obviously insincere smiles and odd but not completely unignorable habits. Monsters…
…monsters aren’t just born, but made.
Sometimes, it really does match up - a hideous appearance to immediately alert the onlookers to the equally hideous heart underneath. But other times it is how fast conclusions are drawn - ha! - and how we act upon them against others we have only caught a glimpse of, only seen in one dimension, that will be the breeding ground for monsters - ‘If they call me a monster, then that’s what I’ll be: a monster.’ - ‘it’s the only way I can survive’, they don’t say to the real monsters…
…monsters aren’t just born, but made.
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glo-shroom · 2 months
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yes & no by Natalie Wee | Trigun Ultimate Overhaul
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suicidal people deserve a space to talk about their suicidal feelings without risking hospitalization/institutionalization or being accused of being manipulative or attention seeking
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moonlayl · 6 months
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I hope no one who supported Israel, I hope no one who said “Israel has the right to defend itself”, I hope no one that stayed silent, I hope no one that stayed neutral, I hope no one who cried “both sides”, I hope no one preaching “nuance”, EVER gets to experience another peaceful day again. I hope every last one of them suffers for the remainder of their lives. I hope the guilt eats at them every single day to the point they can’t take it anymore and they choose to do the world a favour and off themselves. I hope every last one of them pays severely for their crimes and for their support of genocide. I hope their very existence is plagued with nightmares. I hope they experience what it’s like to have never ending bombs rain over their heads.
Whatever happens in Gaza tonight or tomorrow or after, know that we won’t forget and we will never forgive.
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cryptic-twink · 1 year
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What does it say about us that when we had a mental health and suicide prevention meeting today our guidance counselor called it "unaliving yourself" and "self deleting" multiple times
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infizero-draws · 4 months
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i love sonic adventure 2
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