#I’m so sad and angry for you

[lilidawnonthemoon]

#my precious strong girls #my heart breaks for you #I’m so sorry you have to go through this pain #I can’t even imagine #I wish you could grieve privately #I’m so sad and angry for you #you two always give me so much strength and joy #my wonderful SinB I hope you take all the time you need after this to rest and be with the other people who loved him #I’m still so shaken by the sudden loss of this beautiful soul that I got to know through you #thinking about Moon Sua the tears can’t stop flowing #she also gave me joy and energy during a dark time of my life with Billlie songs and performances #such a tragedy

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: pregnancy, kids (you guys have a daughter together), fwb’s, angst with a bit of a hopeful ending, refers to you as ‘girl’ once

Friends with benefits Bakugou who never really got over his ego to fully commit to you. You’re a little ashamed to admit it, but when you fell pregnant, you thought that things would change. That the whole “no feelings” aspect would’ve been dropped, that he would’ve embraced you fully.

But he just…didn’t? If anything, he distanced himself away from you, became so formal like you were another coworker he would address. It was heartbreaking, going through your first pregnancy feeling so, so alone, but having to grin and bear it the whole way through.

He supported you though in every way that he could. He never missed an appointment, would trek to your house during late nights whenever you craved something. He even moved you in to his own apartment during your last trimester, but a couple months after your baby was born, you went back home. You never felt unwelcome, but you couldn’t pretend to be a happy family when he slept in the guest room every night.

So now, you coparent quite easily. At least, it seems easy to Bakugou, but really, it’s all a facade.

In all honesty? He thinks he’s a fuck up. An idiot. The stupidest, shittiest person who’s ever existed.

He thought what he was doing was enough, that the words he didn’t say carried across oceans, formulated into titles that he never verbalized. So when you told him you would be happy to coparent, his world felt upended suddenly, as he holds his tiny little baby girl in his arms.

Coparent? How could a couple coparent? Where did he go wrong? (He only slept in the guest room to give you and baby space, only moved you in late because you lived so far away and you were getting so big. He never said I love you because he was too embarrassed to say it out loud. He didn’t know he had to say it out loud to solidify it. He thought you just knew.)

So it’s why his heart breaks when he catches a glimpse of curly blond hair and red eyes in the grocery store. He tries to duck behind an aisle, but his baby would recognize him anywhere. (It’s true; you’ve sent many videos of her recognizing him on billboards and tv commercials and magazines.)

“Bakugou?” You call, ducking around the corner to catch a glimpse of him. He tries to act nonchalant like he’s looking at cans of soup, tries not to cringe at your formal name. He turns when you come into view, eyes drinking in your attire. His heart breaks a little when he recognizes the shirt you took in your second trimester, still has the pic you sent him of you grinning as you show off what you stole.

“Hey.” Bakugou greets gruffly, mouth pulled tight, but it cracks into a grin when his daughter starts squealing. She’s in the front part of the shopping cart, twisting her little chunky body to get out and get to him. She damn near screams when he sets his basket down to pick her up, rubbing his nose to hers.

“How ya doing, squirt?” He asks quietly, pecking at her chubby cheeks as she instantly starts babbling to him. He holds her close to his chest, eyes full of pure love for his baby girl, and it makes your heart squeeze so tight you think it might burst.

“This isn’t your neck of the woods.” You mutter, head tilting to the side as you take in your daughters excited face to see her father. Bakugou’s eyes snap to your own, letting his daughter play with his fingers in the meanwhile. He looks embarrassed, cheeks a dusty pink as he grumbles and looks away.

“I was just picking up some stuff to drop off for her. Was gonna text you and see if you were home,” he replies, and something tells you that it’s a lie. But you don’t pester him about it, just nod a few times, taking in the sight.

He looks so good like that, in his compression shirt and sweats, his hair mussed from your daughters incessant pulling. He’s grinning at her, but looks so bashful when he turns to you, like he’s thinking about things he knows he shouldn’t, like he has a boatload to say but can’t cough up.

And if you were a mind reader, you’d be so fucking right. He can’t help but reminisce on before you got pregnant, the nights spent with you. The day you told him you were having a girl, the tears you cried when you delivered her. He thinks, filled with so much guilt the entire time, that he wants another one. With you.

“‘S it okay if I walk my favorite girls home?” He asks you gruffly, nibbling on your daughters cheeks to hear her giggle again, uncaring of the drool she leaves on his hand. You feel your eyes widen at his term for you, face suddenly flushing. Favorite? You, his favorite?

Something tells you that you shouldn’t fall down the rabbit hole that is Bakugou Katsuki and his suppressed emotions and shitty ego. But there’s another something that tells you to trust it this time, to let things happen organically and without expectation. So you do.

“I’m sure she would love to show her daddy the new toy her grandma just brought her.” You tell him, giggling when he rolls his eyes at the mention of his mother. But he walks with you the entire time you finish up your grocery order, holding your daughter the whole time and pays for your groceries despite repeatedly telling him that he doesn’t have to.

He pushes her in the stroller stored underneath the shopping cart on the way home, making small conversation. And when you’re halfway home, does he reach for your hand. Only to cross the cross walk though, he tells himself, only for your protection. But he doesn’t let go until you’re in your own place, and even then, he’s close by the entire time. He helps you put away groceries, remembers where everything is like he lives here.

And for some reason, the familiarity makes your heart ache a little more than you would like it to.

#full of sadness tonight srry #but I’m obsessed with this idea actually #I wanna expand on it even more in a fic #I don’t like to write angst for him but this idea is just :( #he’s so shitty at communicating his feelings and you hate assuming things #so many things are just left unsaid for so long that you just force yourself to get over it and move on #and he’s so confused and so angry that you could leave him like that #but he never had you in the first place now did he? #ohh it makes me wanna sob #obviously in the end you get back together and have 98 more kids 🙄 #but the journey along the way is RUFF #okay I’m done writing my wrist hurts lol #bakugou treats! 🍬 #—new treat in the streets! 🍫 #dad bkg

[edenfenixblogs]

If you’re annoyed or upset by how much I post about antisemitism…

Imagine how I feel!!!

#I cannot explain how deeply I hate posting about it this much #I hate it #I hate this #I’m so sad all the time #but I’m not allowed to be sad #or angry #or aggrieved #I have to be patient #and educate people #and push my own anger down #so that it’s not weaponized against me and my people #to prove we’re all monsters #you have no idea #how much pain I’m in all the time

[ridingtedlassosjetskimustache]

The writers of Ted Lasso really missed the absolutely insane opportunity to make Kokoruda Trent’s daughter

#I’m so sad about it #could you imagine how angry but impressed Roy would be when he found out?? #LMAOOOOO #ted lasso #jason sudeikis #james lance #trent crimm

[whydoifeelthisquiet]

1️⃣3️⃣

#abby doesnt shut up #being a swiftie rn is incredibly conflicting #like I have all this love for someone who is dating someone with so much hate for ppl like me & ppl I love #and we’ve been waiting so long for this tour #and cool things are happening #and then he’s there and taylor supports him #so how do u even have fun anymore #then you feel shitty for going to tour at all even though it’s your dream #and you think about how all of her promises and morals have flown out the window #then you’re like oh great this is my only safe space and I’m mad but cannot leave #and then I love her #and then she doesn’t speak out #and then she’s pictured with that monster #then I want to protect her from the tiktokers stalking her #then I’m sad again #and I say this just being disabled. I cannot imagine how other marginalized swifties feel. #so please just be gentle with everyone rn. this is not cut & dry and ppl are allowed to feel multiple things at once. #if I see you yelling at marginalized fans for going to tour it’s ON SIGHT. they shouldn’t have to bear this burden and lead the way by - #-giving up their tickets. we all still love her and that’s why we’re angry.

[theofficialpresidentoftheusa]

Of course he’ll forgive him

#first aziracrow art phew I’m not 100% happy w it but I don’t want to work on it anymore so here ya go #aziracrow #ineffable husbands #good omens #ineffable husbands fanart #aziracrow fanart #Crowley #aziraphale #I love love the angry resentful petty Crowley but I also want sad mess Crowley who just MISSES aziraphale #who echos aziraphale’s I forgive you but he means it #he really does forgive him and yeah it’s a jab at aziraphale for his I forgive you but it’s also sincere #Mary arts

[camgoloud]

you ever just. become overwhelmed by a sudden out-of-nowhere wave of tenderness and affection and longing for reconnection directed towards someone to whom you no longer speak for Very Good Reasons

#‘out of nowhere’ she says like she hasn’t been doing a lot of reading/thinking recently about various tragic messy breakups #and the later regrets of the parties involved #anyway. tell me not to text her #it’s been over two years since the last time we talked… absolutely no reason to break that streak now. lord give me strength #she was really fucking mean to me! like objectively intentionally unwarrantedly cruel! it ruined an entire year of my life #and fundamentally changed me as a person on a deep level! there’s a lot of things i used to like about myself that i don’t think i’m ever #going to get back #and yet every once in a while we have to do the whole ‘maybe i could make things right’ song and dance 😔 #the thing is most of the time i’m not even really angry with her anymore like enough time has passed since all the shit went down that #really i just sort of look at her behavior and feel sad. both because of the impact on me but also because of the ‘that’s really how you #felt you needed to act towards someone who cared about you? you couldn’t have just expressed your feelings in an honest and productive way #instead of just lashing out in the cruelest possible way and ruining the entire relationship beyond hope of repair?’ #and i feel bad and sorry that it went that way and honestly i kind of pity her and hope she’s gotten some of her shit worked out #so i’m not like. actively pissed off at her anymore. but also i can’t think about her without thinking about the worst year of my life so 🙃 #i don’t actually feel that trying to reopen that door would be very healthy for me at least #we did try a Reconciliation of sorts a couple of months after the initial falling-out and while it was kind of helpful for me in that she #like. apologized lmao. and affirmed that i wasn’t crazy and she did in fact On Purpose say the most hurtful things she possibly could have #said to me given the information she had at her disposal. and that i really had not done anything to her that could warrant that. etc. #it also left a sour enough taste in my mouth that i just don’t see a future where the two of us spending time together is enjoyable for me #and yet… the regret will always live inside me i think. maybe if i were a stronger person… #caseyposting

[werebutch]

I am told i am evil by my sister and father. Evil. They used that word sincerely. Im quick to anger but I don’t think I’m evil. I certainly would never tell my sisters to end their own lives, and I especially wouldn’t mean it, even in the moment like they do. I’d never threaten suicide to them either. It completely flip flops from me doing nothing in their eyes, and me doing everything, to which they react with thankfulness but never help. Not even when I beg for it. And when I do beg, I’m either met with zero compassion or guilt trips. I think after enough of that, anyone would get angry

#and if you really wanna know the secret. I’m only quick to anger because of the lack of real compassion my family shows me. ✅ #aka things build up after so many years and now there’s a really kind of horrible layer of resentment in my relationships w them #ugh I’ll delete this but I’m so tired of this. I go through this every couple weeks. u guys have seen. my sisters are just really good at #convincing me that we’re good. but they also always remind me that that is very conditional #I know I’m repeating myself I’m just so angry and sad to be honest 😭

[byunbaekhyunie]

knitting a little strip of yarn so I can tie it into a bow and hang it on my bag <3

#I’m obsessed with decorating my bag you don’t understand I’m so angry that I can’t find cute trinkets and keychains in this country #take me back to 2007 where there were gashapon everywhrre 😭😭 #I also had this cute pearl bracelet my mom gave me but it was too big for me plus I’m not a big bracelet wearer so I thought I could hang it #on there but I wore it ONCE and lost it (BECAUSE IT WAS WAY TOO BIG ON MY WRIST) and I’m soooo sad it would’ve look sooo cute ㅜㅠ #haven’t knitted anything in a MINUTE tho

[theloveinc]

ok remind me to talk abt this later but. ex!husband / co-parent … SHINSO

#good lord this feels way too powerful #sacred… molten lava #I know we say this abt Bakugo but he was def willing to fight for the relationship but let u have your way w/ the divorce #probs bc he never wanted to truly get angry with you #and you took that for like . disinterest vs. him being willing to submit so things work out #but he’s so busy with work and so unwilling to sacrifice his job for you #despite everything … and your daughter is the only thing holding him together #he’s so busy he sees her once a week and you in the car with sad eyes waving at them both #idk actually this feels a little off idk #I need to #think about it more but I’m POOPPED #caitie blabs #shii posts #kids tw #gen

[sickophantic]

adoration

this isn’t very whumpy for my first piece but it’s more like... whumper as a caretaker? but also whumper is the one who made whumpee need the caretaking so hm..

[tw: creepy/intimate whumper, noncon touch (not sexual)]

-

Whumpee groaned as they hit the wall, too tired to fight and too tired to stand. When their legs soon buckled, they slid down with a darkening vision. Whumper walked towards them, speaking to them, but their ears were ringing and everything hurt and they were just so, so exhausted. Their eyelids grew heavy and soon enough, they were out.

When Whumpee woke, they didn't open their eyes. They simply laid there, reflecting on the hollow aching in their flesh, the dull gnawing of their bones, and the overwhelming exhaustion that clung to their very being. Their thoughts felt slow, sluggish, and Whumpee simply could not think. What the fuck? ran through their mind several times before they finally remembered.

They had tried to escape.

And, of course, they had failed.

God. They were so fucking stupid.

They knew they would never leave this place. They knew they would never leave Whumper. They knew they could never leave their past behind. They were stuck here. With Whumper. Forever. They would never see their family, they would never see their friends, they would never see their home. They were just…trapped. Here. Fuck. They wanted out. They wanted out, so, so bad.

But… why even try? Maybe if they just shut up, they’d be okay. Whumper would leave them alone then. Whumper only hurt them when they deserved it. They deserved this. Didn’t they?

Yeah. Yeah, they did. They disobeyed Whumper. They tried to run. They tried to run because they were tired of an existence only filled by pain. They tried to leave them because Whumpee was exhausted from the constant terror. They tried to leave because they were so sick of the beatings and the games and the starvation and the tears and the blood and the screaming and the mockery and the laughter and when Whumpee saw that unlocked door they just couldn’t control themselves.

And now? They were lying on the cold floor feeling worthless. Wasted. Ruined.

They let out a miserable whimper.

"Finally awake, huh?" Whumper said flatly.

Whumpee jolted at their voice, eyes opening and scrambling away from Whumper. They attempted to push themselves backwards with their arms, but they only moved a foot. They stared back at Whumper, shaking, mumbling a quiet mhm  as a response. Whumper glared back, standing above them, arms crossed. They moved closer to Whumpee and sat back on their haunches. Whumpee shut their eyes as tears began to brew. They tried to quiet their breathing, but they couldn't stop the panic spreading when Whumper's thumb touched their  forehead, brushing something away.

They sat in silence for several seconds as Whumper tilted Whumpee's head this way and that before Whumper finally spoke.

"You look like shit." Whumper murmured.

At that, Whumpee wanted to laugh. Their eyes shot open once more as they looked at their tormentor. This psycho, this sick fuck, who had spent so much time and effort hurting Whumpee, was now telling them they looked like shit? What a joke. What a fucking joke. Yet, when they tried to laugh, to jeer and mock their comment, they broke into a coughing fit that wracked their broken body. They choked on their air for several seconds, tears blurring their vision as they watched Whumper's face blur. 

"Yeah. Ni-" they coughed, "nice observation."

Whumper glared.

"You need a bath."

Thin rays of moonlight crept through flowing curtains, lighting up a cold stream flowing from a metal faucet into a tub, raising the water that Whumpee crouched in. They shivered, and goose bumps rose on their arms, but they stayed silent and pulled their knees closer. Whumpee fumbled with their fingers, their breathing uneven as they picked at the grime between their nails. It was so dirty.

Whumpee listened to Whumper's quiet movements behind them. They walked around the small room, opening cabinets and apparently searching for something. They placed a towel on a counter beside the tub before leaving the room without a word. 

The door, rotting old wood that had once seen better days, creaked as it closed. After several seconds of silence, Whumpee let out a sigh and lowered their head to hide their face between their knees. They closed their eyes, attempting to control their uneven breathing, contemplating their past life and where they were now. They’d fallen so far.

They let themselves cry in that tub, warm tears spilling down their face into cold water. Their eyelashes grew wet as they covered their face with pale arms. They sunk deeper into the water, trying so very hard to bury themselves beneath. If only it was higher. Then they could hide. Then their mind could drift away and they could leave Whumper, if only for a moment.

At that second, Whumper returned, entering the room in silence except for the whine of the door and their padded footsteps.

They crouched beside Whumpee, placing their palms on Whumpee's neck. Whumpee's breath hitched before Whumper began to massage them, kneading away their tension through slow, practiced motions. It made them want to jerk away, but for now, it felt warm and safe. They felt themselves ease into Whumper's touch, allowing themselves to become more pliable. Whumper moved downwards, sliding their fingers along their neck to their shoulders with a gentle pressure.

"Frankly, I'm disappointed in you."

Whumper tightened their grip for a moment before releasing Whumpee. Whumpee instantly stiffened at both the words and the physical tension. 

Whumpee felt the gentle motion of Whumper brushing their hair. They began with their fingers to detangle the worst parts, but quickly moved on to using a comb. Whumpee stared down at the water in silence.

“I expected better, Whumpee.”

Whumpee winced as cold water rained down on them.

“I thought you had finally learned.”

Whumpee chewed the inside of their cheek.

“But no. Of course not. Of course you always have to prove me wrong, and always have to prove your stupidity, hm?”

Whumper tucked a stray hair behind Whumpee’s ear and turned the water off. They pumped shampoo into their hands and began to work it into Whumpee’s hair. Whumpee focused on the night time atmosphere during Whumper’s silence; they listened to a breeze run through the trees every now and then, heard the crickets chirp, and focused on the soft buzz of the fireflies’ dance.

“It’s strange how you always seem to best your last stunt. Strange how you always fuck up even worse than before. And you know? I give you anything you want. I give you food, a home, and everything you ask for, yet you never stop bitching.”

Whumper worked on the back of Whumpee’s head, their movements light and gentle.

“You’re always crying, always whining about how something isn’t exactly to your liking.”

“And I put up with it! I put up with all of your bullshit. But as soon as I turn my back, you try to leave.”

Whumper’s hands move from the back of Whumpee’s head to their shoulders, gripping them tightly. They move their face closer to Whumpee’s ear, their breath hot and wet. 

“You’re such an idiot.”

“Such an ingrate.”

They drag their hands to Whumpee’s neck and lift Whumpee’s face upwards, leaving behind soapy trails. Whumpee looks eye to eye with Whumper, lips quivering and breath catching.

“But you know what?”

“That’s okay. I’ll give you another chance. I always will.”

“But why? Why should I forgive someone like you?”

Whumper’s pupils dilate, brimming with…adoration?

“Because I love you. I really do.”

Whumpee stares up, tears freely flowing now. No. They didn’t love them. Whumpee knew that. They were lying. Lying. Lying. They tortured them, for fuck’s sake.

“Oh, darling, don’t cry.”

Whumper moves their thumb to Whumpee’s terrified eyes, wiping away their tears.

Whumpee fumbles with their words as they try to think up a proper response. But they only have one thing to say.

“No. No, you don’t.” They mumble.

Whumper looks hurt, but they continue on.

“I know you don’t understand what I’m doing, you’re too stupid to know,” they knock on Whumpee’s skull, “but you’ll see. You’ll see, eventually, that I’m doing what’s best for you, Whumpee, because I care about you, I love you.”

Whumpee feels sick. Their chest tightens as Whumper smiles.

Whumper takes Whumpee’s silence as acceptance.

“I love you, Whumpee.”

#idk if you can tell but i didnt wanna actually write a bath scene so shampoo is all u need #whump #whumpcommunity #whumper #creepy whumper #intimate whumper #noncontouch #angry whumpee #captive whumpee #sad whumpee #lol they're obv sad #forced bathing #sunnywhump #i wrote this in docs so i think i might've forgotten some italics ngl #ALSO if i had to manually shorten the post i’m so sorry idk how to do it #YO I ADDED THE READ MORE PLS CLAP FOR ME #writing ೃ⁀➷

[lonelystarbuckslover13]

This is one of those moments as a fan where I just feel disappointed and defeated. I don’t understand how Taylor can be attending fundraisers for Gaza one minute then partnering with Disney plus the next. Taylor nation is posting about holding an eras tour watch party and encouraging everyone to subscribe to Disney plus to join in, meanwhile innocent civilians in Gaza are dying due to the Genocide that Disney has helped fund. Certain swifties will find every excuse in the book to defend Taylor’s choice not to speak up for Palestine, but what’s the defence now?? Boycotting is literally the easiest thing she could do, it quite literally requires her to do nothing. She had so many other streaming platforms to choose from. How much extra money could Disney plus have offered that would be worth overlooking the murder of thousands of innocent people? And the worst part is that I am posting this in vain. I can remind people that Palestinian lives are more important than watching this movie, and maybe some fans will agree and also choose not subscribe to Disney plus, but ultimately so many fans still will. Millions of fans will choose their love for Taylor over their conscience and Disney will profit off their wilful ignorance. And there’s nothing I can do about it, nothing that this post can do about it, nothing that the rest of us fans who have critical thinking skills can do about it. It’s honestly just heartbreaking.

#if you are still going to subscribe to Disney plus to watch eras your movie pls unfollow me #every time I see Taylor nation post about steaming this movie it gets me so angry #I wish she would say something man I’m just so sad #I love her and she makes me so happy but right now I just wish so badly she would speak up #and not partner with Disney #Taylor Swift #swifties #free palestine #Jemma thoughts #jemma personal #come back to later

[raeofgayshine]

I love playing Pokémon in a way that would absolutely kill anyone who knows a thing about the game. No I don’t know most weaknesses and strengths of typings or what I should be using. No I’m not building a well rounded team. No I don’t remember battle to battle what moves are effective against what Pokémon’s even if I just fought them and lord knows I don’t really understand their power or literally any stat my mons have. I am heavily brute forcing my way through this game with my team full of Sunflora fusions because this is Infinite Fusions and I can do that. Yes having everyone a grass type presents problems. No I don’t care! I will beef them up enough they can tank hits until I can destroy whoever I’m fighting and if all else fails I have potions and revives and everything I need on stock to keep going. I do not know what I’m doing but I’m having fucking fun with it!!!!

#ravenpuff rambles #there are few moments I want to be a streamer but good lord it would be funny to play Pokémon for people who actually understand the game #everyone would be so angry with me #meanwhile I’m tehehahaing because I accidentally made a good move and one shotted a man with my Alakazam fusion #I only play to have fun and also have cute Pokémon’s #even if this wasn’t a fusion game I would have a problem not having a lot of grass types because I love them #worst news is that I can’t afford to have a grass/grass Pokémon because I need some coverage #I miss my Sunflora/Leafon the little legend #but I do love my team they’re all so cute #I did have to replace my Sandslash/Sunkern fusion who was an absolute cutie but unfortunately had low hp because I could evolve the Sunkern #there’s no custom sprite for Sandslash/Sunflora and I couldn’t have the default horror on my team #I do still have my Alakazam/Sunkern fusion though because despite being a hella glass canon he’s fast and hits hard and psychic moves are so #good!! He also does have a Sunflora sprite which is sad but the Sunkern one is fucking epic #the rest of my team includes Vensaur/Sunflora (my starter) #raichu/Sunflora fusion (Who I had in my last run and an absolute cutie) Ninetales/Sunflora (who thankfully has an ability that makes him #immune to fire moves) Umbreon/Sunflora (Literally baby. also a bit of a heavy hitter) #and my Lapras/Sunflora (my newest edition who replaced the Sandslash mostly so I can surf) #I can’t wait to destroy the Elite 4 when I eventually roll up there with my crew #Truly they’re all unstoppable as long as you don’t use fire and also that one move that literally takes them all out #anyways I need to get a photo of them all because they’re so cute but for now take my word #and know I’m playing Pokémon in a way that will piss off so many people. because I’m just quirky like that

[mossiestpiglet]

The best thing about Val Pearson is that he’s the only actually happy character I’ve seen Con play so far because Jesus fuck is everything else sad and dark and angry

#con o'neill #val pearson #izzy hands #mickey johnstone #joe brierly #I’m working my way slowly but surely through his work #I’m only on the fourth role so far and he does sad/angry so fucking well #but I love Val because you get to see him smile and really be happy #which is also why uncle is such a good show because you get that for everyone #also s2 izzy deserves that as well

[gonnabeokaykid]

Fraturdays are the actual spawn of satan. I’m being so fucking serious.

You should not have to die doing your craft because you are too exhausted to get home after a 12++ workday and the production want to save money.

It’s always the crew. Always.

You all think about that the next time you bitch or moan about a hiatus. At this rate we need another strike.

#tech crew are some of the first to arrive and some of the last to leave #grip is hard physical labour and usually people are waiting on you so you rarely get a break #rip rico priem #911 crew #i’m educated and have worked in the camera crew department and this actually really hits close #and i live in a country where the working hours are way better but still #but this makes me so sad and so angry #TAKE CARE OF YOUR FUCKING CREW #we wouldn’t have ANY of this if it weren’t for them

[scottpilgrim4everr]

If I was given the option to change my special interest into something more “normal” or intelligent I’d 100% jump on it. I’d be a fool not to.

I hate having anime (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure in particular) and collecting plush toys as a special interest.

I just want all the bullying to go away.

#this week has been hard because my stepmom keeps making very insulting backhand comments about my Jojo plushies. #Fun Fact! you can’t just change your special interest like that despite what people want you to believe! who would’ve thought!!! #especially when it’s something harmless like that. Why does she get so angry? I don’t get it… #at this point I think they’d be happy to see me on drugs or partying instead. it’s what normal 21 year olds do after all. #autism #autistic adult #special interest #i’m too autistic for this #i’m sad #vent #sad thoughts #neurodivergent #bullying #family life #narcissistic parents #narcissistic mother