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fairydrowning · 2 years

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I hope you heal from the things you don't talk about. I hope you heal from the things no one ever apologized for. I hope you heal from the things no one knows you went through. I hope you heal from the things you cry about at night. I hope you heal from the things and people that shattered your confidence. I hope you heal from the things you manage to hide so well. I hope you heal from the things which hurts you in anyway either emotionally, mentally or physically. I hope you heal both physically and mentally.

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macabremoons · 5 months

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time to do that writeblr thing where you ask for writeblrs to follow.

I'd love to see writeblrs that write:

found family

enemies to lovers

messy romantic relationships in general

biting, emotional prose

vampires!!!!!!!!!!!! please if you write vampires

morally complex female characters

Feel free to shout out some writeblrs you know, or yourself!

#i personally find these posts really really helpful for putting yourself out there #and i love the kindness of it #mhm #alright that is all

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kukurykunapatyku · 2 months

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Am I my brother's keeper?

[I.D.: Picture of Vinsmoke siblings. In the centre sits Reiju, wearing black headband, pink shirt and black skirt. She keeps three hearts, red, blue and green, close to her chest in crossed arms. She looks down at them with a tired expression.

Behind her is Sanji drawn from waist down, turned away and leaving. He's wearing black pants and brown shoes, his hands tucked in pant's pockets. Near him there's cloud of ciggarette smoke.

In front of her there are Ichiji, Niji and Yonji drawn from chest up. Ichiji is wearing black shirt, Niji light blue shirt, Yonji light green shirt with short sleeves. Yonji and Niji are talking, with Yonji grinning and Niji frowning and gesturing at him with his hand. Ichiji is looking back at Reiju. /End I.D.]

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harry-styles-obsessed · 10 months

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hi amber! could i request something about harry helping reader through grief? if it's too heavy or triggers you in any way that's completely understandable and you don't have to write it! i just need some comfort right now, i lost my grandpa a month ago and i'm struggling a lot with it and i feel so lonely and like no one cares, so yeah... :(

thank you so much and i hope you're doing well! <3

Hi lovely, thank you for the request! I’m so sorry for your loss. Grief is tough but take your time with it okay? It’s hard but I promise it gets better. I hope this brings you some comfort. And please know you are loved and cared for, sending you all the healing energy. All the love, A. xx

The safety of your arms

©️ please do not copy or translate my work.

Harry was a firm believer of the saying grief was love with no where to go. He knew you often overwhelmed yourself with such a thing, it tore him apart, it truly did. But now he was focusing on the fact that your grief was becoming unbearable… you had become more quiet. Less talkative. More emotional and very anxious. He always told you to talk to him and that if you needed him he would be right there, but you were afraid of bothering him but that morning- you awoke feeling worse than ever, the grief was getting to you, it felt like the weight of the world had been pressured upon your shoulders and here you were knees up to your chest as you stared down at the covers on your bed, tears streaming down your cheeks as your breathing grew heavier and heavier. Your chest was very tight and it was becoming increasingly more difficult to breathe

Your lower lip trembled, eyes wide, as your hand soon trembled towards your phone grabbing onto it and immediately calling Harry’s number. You and Harry were a couple but didn’t live together just yet, he had offered to stay with you, but you explained the fact that you needed time to grieve and he accepted that. Soft sobs left your lips your eyes squinting as you struggled to calm down “y/n? Hey… what’s up?” Harrys voice came through the phone, voice croaky and slightly raspy proving he had just woken up “h-harry… I-I need you… I-I cant do this anymore.” You sobbed out and the man’s heart instantly dropped into his stomach “oh y/n” he whispered, “hey… darling I need you to calm down. Breathe okay? I’ll be over in ten.” He spoke keeping the phone up to his ear as he threw on a random T-shirt and some navy blue shorts “Harry I cant do this anymore, I’m so scared… I miss him so much… I don’t know what to do. I miss him” you cried out to him your voice cracking over the phone as your sobs only grew heavier and heavier “I know baby… I know… I’m coming now okay? Keep talking to me sweetheart. You’re going to be okay.”

His words barely got through to you, you felt as if nothing would be okay anymore, and so you didn’t respond you just cried. Seconds turned into minutes and soon enough Harry had walked through the front door, hanging up, as he rushed into your bedroom. Your hair was a mess and your face was covered in tears- dry and new. You clearly hadn’t been taking care of yourself. The sight of you made his heart break. “Harry” you sobbed arms wide open, needing him, and he happily but sadly obliged as he got onto the bed beside you the bed dipping beside you, your arms wrapping around his neck as his arms smoothed around your waist pulling you into his chest- he slowly sat down, back against the headboard as he held you in his embrace- pressing soft kisses to your head as you sobbed into his chest your sobs breaking him, fingers curled into the material of his T-shirt your sobs only growing louder. “Shhh shhh… I’ve got you… I’ve got you… oh baby I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” His hand snaked up and down your back slowly and gently as he gently tried to sooth you “shh my love… shh… I’m right here. I’m right here.” Your shoulders jerked with every sob that rocketed throughout you before an anguished scream left your lips, the scream muffled by his T-shirt, it wasn’t necessarily a scream- more so a yell of pure agony. You didn’t know how else to deal with these unbearable emotions and so you were letting these feelings out and Harry was allowing you to do just that,

“Let it all out… good job… you’re doing a good job sweetheart… you are… I’m so sorry baby. So sorry.” He whispered holding onto you tightly your sobs growing louder and louder, you were practically inconsolable, and soon enough you began to panic because you couldn’t suck in your breaths properly- hiccups leaving your lips, your lungs contracting harshly as you squeezed your eyes shut, hands gripping onto his T-shirt “I-I-I can’t breathe- I can’t…” you could though, you just felt as if you couldn’t due to the panic and pure grief you were going through. You needed support. “Hey hey… baby… baby…” his hand caressed against your cheek making you look at him “focus on your breathing… hey… focus… you’re breathing. You’re okay. Listen to me sweetheart… hey…” he looked deeply into your eyes before he gently grabbed your hand placing it down onto his chest allowing you to feel his heart before he began to slowly exaggerate his breathing, attempting to get you to follow his breaths, “I love you so much darling. Love you so much… just breathe okay? I’m here for you.. right here…” your eyes, full of trust and desperation, gazed into his eyes fearfully your grief stricken gaze breaking his heart “I-I’m so scared” you whimpered out and he shushed you gently “I know you are but you’ve got no reason to be scared darling… I promise… I’m here. Right here. Shhh.” He ran his fingers through your hair as he gently and slowly rocked you back and forth in his embrace “I-I- don’t leave me… please.” You whispered out and he shook his head “won’t leave you. Im staying I promise.” His fingernails gently scratched against your back in a soothing manner, before he slowly lifted his hand up to cup against the back of your head, scratching your scalp slowly and gently trying to sooth you, your head coming to rest against his chest as he continued gently scratching your head soothingly your sobs continuing but little by little your sobs slowly began to die down,

“That’s it… good… good.” He soothed quietly as he pressed soft kisses to the top of your head “you’re okay… you’re okay…” he held you close to his chest as you whimpered quietly. “I miss him…” you whispered and he nodded “I know darling. I know. You’re allowed to miss him. You’re allowed to be sad. You’re allowed to cry. You’re allowed to not be okay…” he soothed to you gently as he rubbed up and down your back slowly and gently “let me take care of you… okay? Let me take care of you… you don’t have to do anything anymore… let me look after you, yeah?” And as you nodded weakly he pressed a kiss to your head, soothing you lovingly “I-I feel like no one cares for me Harry… I’m so sad… I don’t know how to do it anymore.” You sniffled weakly and he nodded, trying to show you that he understood you “I understand darling… but listen to me… please. Y/n…” he cupped your face in his hands your chin resting against his chest, eye to eye as he looked deeply into your eyes “you are so loved…” he spoke to you quietly before leaning in, lips pressing against your forehead “so loved… I care for you… you have so many people that care for you. I promise you. You’re so important…” he stroked his thumb against your cheek gently and lovingly “you’re very loved.” He studied your eyes attempting to get it through to you that you were loved. That even if it was difficult you mattered and were very important. He soon fell silent just holding you in his embrace, allowing the silence to wrap around you both as he rocked you back and forth in his embrace staying quiet for a while until eventually he spoke to you quietly,

“Want me to run you a bath?” He asked gently and very softly and you just weakly nodded “yeah? Okay sweetheart.” He murmured gently “please don’t let go of me.” You begged out and he shushed you keeping a hold of you “I won’t my love… I won’t….” He held you close to his chest “bath later…” you whispered and he nodded his head “okay darling… okay… that’s okay.” He murmured softly rubbing up and down your back slowly and gently “if you want to sleep you can… I’ve got you… it’s okay. You’re safe with me.” He pressed multiple kisses to your forehead, arms squeezing around you as he held you close his arms tight and loving around you. “You don’t have to do this by yourself sweetheart… please let me help you, okay?” You nodded snuggling into his embrace and he simply held you, loving on you, pressing soft kisses to your forehead every now and then as you began to rest in his embrace. He hummed a soft tune to you, a random tune, no specific tune just a random one to sooth you and it certainly helped. Your breathing became a lot calmer and now you were half asleep on his chest

“Love you so much” you muttered out gently as he stroked his fingers through your hair “love you just as much. Forever and always.” He murmured softly not daring to let go of you and just like he promised: he took care of you. He pampered you and loved on you as best as he could, whilst also getting you out of the house, buying you flowers and chocolates to try and make you smile again. Your happiness was important to him and he wanted you to be okay… it was tough… it always would be… but grief took its time. And he wanted you to know that you had to let it take its time… it was torturous, and exhausting but soon enough it would become easier. It might take years…. Months… or never… but I promise you… one day it’ll all become a whole lot easier.

Be kind to yourself. You matter. You’ll get through this. As Harry would say: we’ll be alright<3

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ivycrowned · 1 year

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For some of us, Christmas makes us feel sad and empty. Or just very complicated emotions. Some of us have traumatic reasons for that -- be they ‘mundane’ such as toxic family, or extravagant such as horrible events happening to them or those they love this time of year. But for some there’s no one reason or thing that makes us feel this way.

I’m here to tell you that it’s okay. It’s okay to feel sad or complicated or disappointed this time of year. I am sending you the warmest of hugs and the kindest of feelings. Do something else that you love, if you can. You may not have the christmas’ you grew up with or the one you wanted growing up, you may no longer want to celebrate it at all. But I love you. You’re not alone.

#it's dark sometimes but that doesn't mean light will never exist again #you're going to be okay #it's alright to cry #it's alright to be sad #just make sure you also treat yourself with kindness #and make yourself a nice hot drink or snack after you've cried #christmas #mun talk

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savage-rhi · 16 days

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*inhales deeply*

LET'S GET DANGEROUS....

I know I don't owe anyone anything, but I want to be transparent about why I've not been as active lately.

My recent job loss and the discrimination that contributed to said loss had me severely depressed. After coming down a little from survivor/PTSD mode, I needed to take space from everyone and everything. I am starting to feel better, thankfully.

I have been performing odd jobs in my neighborhood so that I am good on cash for bills and housing this month and part of next month. Beyond that, I don't know what to expect.

I am still working on my Ko-Fi shop. This is one of those things I jumped right into thanks to survivor mode, and I didn't account for everything as thoroughly so I'm taking my time with it.

I did speak to a few legal advocates and a couple of lawyers during these past few weeks. Here's the good, bad, and ugly:

Good: Yes, there was illegal discrimination at play. My place of employment didn't handle things the way they should've regarding my excused absences related to disability, and they contributed to emotional duress and screwed over my education prospects.

Bad: I didn't have a paper trail for everything, but I had enough to prove that I did what I was supposed to do on my end when it came to adhering to my place of employments processes. There is sadly nothing that can be done about the third party health insurance company that played a role in screwing me over.

Ugly: Even with the pro-bono stuff that was offered, I'm looking between 20,000-35,000k out of pocket if I wanted to take this to the highest.

Folks...I do not have 20-35k lying around nor the emotional bandwidth to go through a trial/suit. Yes, GoFundMe is an option if I was dead serious on dragging these fuckers dicks through the dirt, but guys, honest to god, I'd rather that 20k-35k go to the following:

Keeping a roof over my head and food on the table until I have stable employment

Ensuring I can afford medical care for my disability, and afford new tests that I'm going to need for long-covid issues

Help me stay in my graduate courses/obtain my therapy licensure

Use it to help out other disabled folks in similar situations

I have closure that I was indeed wronged, that I did everything on my end to the best of my ability, and these dehumanizing assholes aren't going to rob anymore of my energy or time than they already have.

I have appointments to see if covid has fucked up or contributed to anything more serious that hasn't been addressed. I have a secondary PCP now cause of health concerns that have gotten worse. My fibromyalgia flares have been more chaotic since catching covid in January and I'm still figuring out what my new baseline is with that.

Spring Term of my graduate studies started last week, and I'm getting as much as I can done so I have more free time.

I am trying to find motivation to work my fanfics, drabbles, interacting, etc. It's been hard with everything.

My former employer is trying to get out of unemployment benefits and I've been battling that on top of the other stuff.

I need time to rest (like hibernate) and I haven't had the opportunity to do that.

Thank you again to everyone who has checked in on me, asked me how I've been, sent something positive, or donated. I'm sorry I haven't had the hit points to get to everyone individually, but I am trying and I am grateful for the compassion and appreciation.

If you still want to donate before my Ko-Fi shop is up, you can donate at these places:

PayPal: [email protected]

Kofi: KitchenRaptorJ

CashApp: $JayRex1463

If you don't have the means, that's a okay. Take care of yourself first.

If you want to send me comfort things (Ardyn Izunia, Higgs Monaghan, Karl Heisenberg, dinosaurs, dragons, etc.) like art, fanfic, etc. my way, that would be wonderful and I am open to that. I'm still open to a friendly hello or check in, just know I won't respond right away.

Now that all is said and done...

#magenta #magenta is my safe word for venting #i need a vacation at some point #like a quick trip to the coast for a few days in a run down motel or spending the night in my car on the beach with a thing of malibu rum #and a bar of dark sea salt caramel chocolate and the sickest pair of shades known to man with a cigar hanging out of my mouth #please do not ask me to elaborate more on the lawyer stuff it was already a clusterfuck to begin with and i don't have the spoons to comb #over all the little details of what was told to me just know i tried and was dead set on getting answers which i did earn in the end #seriously though i do love you guys that privately DM'd on here and off and asked if im alright even if i didn't say anything back #thank you for being kind #please extend that kindness to yourself as well

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hopepetal · 9 months

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Isn't it amazing how I have hundreds of thousands of written words that will never be shared? Stories that will never be told, that are known only to a select few or even just to myself, that have been forgotten over time, that are looked back on and laughed at, or even thought fondly of? Stories that are mine, that will never be written by another person, that could never truly be recreated?

I think it is.

#zera rambles #im having a really hard night #and so i turn to being dramatic to cope #for all those struggling with grief #or those who have learnt how to cope #i hope things are alright #i hope theyve gotten better #i hope you've learnt to accept your bad days just as much as your good ones #i hope you give yourself room to hurt and room to heal and grow #i hope you are as kind to yourself as you would be to others in your situation #i love you

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soapywankenopy · 3 months

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I don't understand being mean just to do it why would you make fun of someone's clothes or hair or any part of the way they look? That's awful. Don't you know the reason we're here is to love and be kind to each other? It makes us happy to do that. Be kind please.

#maybe i'm just tired #maybe i'm getting too old #maybe i'm just sick of it #kindness #be kind #be kind to others #be kind to yourself #peace and love #alright enough of that hippie stuff

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didsomeonesaybuffet · 5 days

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I just don't think anyone really prepares you for the pain of losing a friend? It's very common to hear about how romantic relationships ending can break your heart and how you think of them all the time and wonder what went wrong and how everything reminds you of them, but it can happen with friends too.

If a friend replaces you with someone else, if they stop talking to you without warning, if they end the friendship by way of silence, it can still keep you awake at night wondering what you did wrong, and why you weren't enough.

#alex be quiet #I'm rambling #but I'm also kind of hurt rn and I'd like to not be #and I think because there's been no finality I'm just like #I mean am I being unreasonable?#I go for this long and way longer without speaking to other people but it's so unusual in this case #and there's a difference between someone just not messaging and someone ignoring you #and it's funny (in a way that I'm not laughing at) that they've said so many times #'I don't get why people ghost like it's not hard to just send a quick 'thanks but no thanks' message'#hiiii do you hear yourself??#anyway.#I'll be alright #I just don't understand

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sunnywalnut · 1 month

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To everyone in my comments defending those who can't do it for themselves, I see, hear, and appreciate you. You're doing good and I love you. I hope that you dream of all good things tonight when you go to sleep and I hope that you're not cranky when you wake up. I hope you get to have some good food today or maybe a nice little drink. A treat, you know?

The treat don't have to be just food though either. It could just be you listening to your favorite song or letting yourself doodle in that pretty notebook you've been saving for a special moment.

You're special. You're the special moment.

Go for it.

I love y'all and I want y'all to know that you're doing good. You got this, alright? We got this.

Together.

#free palestine #motivational #love y'all #be safe #be kind to yourself #take care of yourself #alright #goodnight

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coffeetime88 · 1 year

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Here's your reminder to take a breath, unclench your jaw, drink some water, and be kind to yourself 😊