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#which is so real btw
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weird hearing "were you a Theatre Kid" "were you a Sports Kid" "were you a Choir Kid" "were you a Dance Kid" bc no? i mean i did all of that and more but resented ever minute of it? actively avoided sticking with anything? i was a "In This Family After School Activities Are Mandatory Kid"
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sporkberries · 1 year
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True Loves Kiss ( when kissing the messiah/the anti-christ please be cautious. though it may draw you out of the lonely it could also lead to severe facial scarring, but hey, you score either way!)
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raiiny-bay · 3 months
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summer '93
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dragonpyre · 4 months
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Heyyyyy heard you had the idea for an au where Jason thinks he's a clone of the real Jason? Cool idea, can I hear more about it??
Ok, SO
Basically the premise is Jason has some weird fucked up version of Cotards Syndrome and also is massively dissociating cuz holy shit the amount of the trauma that boy has.
But after coming out of the pit, he realizes present him and past him are almost two entirely different people. They react to things differently, he’s far easier to anger (a symptom of PTSD), he can’t really remember parts of his old life, and when he does, it doesn’t have the same emotional connection he remembers it used to. Also, people don’t come back to life. Ever (Superman excluded).
All of which leads him to the conclusion of “I’m a clone of the deceased Jason Todd”
Because, apparently being a clone of a dead boy is easier than admitting to severe untreated PTSD…
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spellboundcities · 3 months
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can anyone hear me
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inkskinned · 1 year
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so one time i got bit by a brown recluse which is one of the only types of spider in my area that's actually dangerous and at first i didn't know what had happened to me, only that it was nasty. the swelling wasn't going down and the wound started to get ugly. i don't want to like get into the details because that's gross but it got to the point 2 weeks later that i was worried enough to go to the doctor, which i hate doing.
i am not afraid of spiders but other people are so i'd been covering it with this big ole square bandage (i needed more landscape coverage than a simple bandaid) and sat in the university medical waiting room, kicking my heels and playing BOTW. the nurse who admitted me was like, oh, we have got to get Tom to cover this one. she wrote spider bite under my ticket.
i waited in the near-empty building for like an hour and then nurse tom shows up in spiderman scrubs, out of breath. "sorry," he says, "i saw - your slip - and I had," he heaves in a breath, "to run home and. get. these scrubs. i literally. ran. felt like a job. for. spiderman."
i laugh. he puts his hands on his knees, thumbs-ups at me. fishes a pamphlet out from under his clipboard that basically says spiders can be scary but you don't need to be scared, there's very few dangerous spiders in new england. "honestly," he wheezes, "we probably don't need to get you into an exam room. just..." he waves his hand at the pamphlet, "read that."
i look down at my arm. then back at him in his scrubs. and then down at my arm. i like that he made an effort to make a joke, but now it does not feel like a good joke, because they are mistaking my calm for a lack of injury. "can i. like. at least show you the bite?"
he gives me kind of a weird look, which is fair, but then says. "if. i mean, if you have to."
i peel the bandage off. his face goes green.
"oh," he says.
"yeah, man."
"a... spider bit you?" his voice is high and tight and trembling. he backs up a few steps.
"i think a brown recluse," i offer. "i know it's nasty, sorry."
"excuse me for a moment." he looks over to the administering nurse on the other side of the small room. "i need to find someone else to take care of you."
the administering nurse smiles over to us with a degree of pleasure that is almost salivating. for a moment, like a window opening, i am briefly aware of what must be a psychic message floating amongst the in-between. her jaguar teeth all say this is like a party for me and i know exactly what i'm doing.
"oh no, tom," she says, grinning. "i gave her to you specifically."
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non-un-topo · 1 year
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hot guard summer
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peaceandlove26 · 1 year
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love you forever
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cemeterything · 1 year
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question for oc enjoyers: which of your ocs would spark a debate so heated it got an entire fandom poll tournament shut down
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emyn-arnens · 1 year
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A moment of appreciation for Frodo, who
accepts guardianship of the Ring, no matter what it may do to him
undertakes the journey to Rivendell because he knows that as long as the Ring is in his possession, he is a danger to the Shire and everyone he cares about
believes that he will not return from his journey like Bilbo did
wonders where he will find his courage when he needs it
wishes to not take his friends with him into peril and wants to shoulder the burden alone and prevent his friends from suffering with him
hides the pain he feels from the Witch-king's wound from his friends so that he does not worry them
steps forward to take the Ring to Mordor even though he is filled with dread and does not know the way
plans at Amon Hen to go alone to Mordor so that he does not endanger the fellowship further
perseveres on the journey to Mordor, even though the weight of the Ring increases until he feels as if it is dragging him down
pushes forward even though every step toward Mordor he struggles against the power of Sauron’s will and feels it laying bare everything around him
presses through his despair because he must complete his task
feels the presence of the Ring in his mind at all times during the trek across Mordor
believes he will die before ever reaching Mount Doom but is resolved to continue as long as he can, though he has no hope left that he will succeed
never recovers from the Witch-king's wound and falls ill each anniversary of the night on Weathertop and each anniversary of the Ring's destruction
returns to the Shire but cannot find rest or healing there because he has been too deeply changed by his journey and by the torment and wounds he has suffered
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columboscreens · 13 days
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intotheelliwoods · 7 months
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Seeming as I dont think that poll is swaying anytime soon- keychains have been ordered! And if you can afford the shipping, I can ship outside the USA! :)
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b4kuch1n · 1 year
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the king shunned, the lion dead, the knight lost, the princess absent. but the wizard lives.
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rooolt · 2 months
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it wasn’t until I watched it play out in a dream of mine that I truly understood the “Fabian is tragically in love with his aroace best friend who will never return his feelings” agenda and I felt shrimp emotions experiencing it
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dang-dood · 2 months
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i completely forgot that house md was canon in torchwood
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taralen · 4 months
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Spamton! How are the mini-tons?
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Credits: Text Box Generator Cityscape Clipart (For Past Response)
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