The Tragedy of Hayakawa Aki - chainsaw man, tatsuki fujimoto
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Do NOT send me to do anything in book related places because I just went "real quick" to return a book to the library next to me since I'm "in much of a hurry" and came back a whole 40 minutes later because while returning it I happened upon another book I was interested in which was rather short so I figured I'd read it right then and there
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Here's your gentle reminder that your mental illness or disability could only be an explanation for your actions NOT an excuse for them.
If you do something shitty, own up to it and apologize if necessary without using your condition as an excuse. Making your condition your shield from being called out for bad actions would hurt people with that same condition since it would contribute to the stigma for those conditions.
It's okay to make mistakes, just learn how to own up to it.
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ok but imagine the lukercy pygmalion au where percy just sorta got used to having bouncing stone head luke hopping around the house. luke's learned to pick things up in his teeth since he has no hands and when he's angry he bites
Percy's got himself a weird pet. Huh.
And it talks.
(Ngl if i were Percy i'd not complain. but that's just me)
Srsly this au is getting out of hand I'M WHEEZING with every mental image. 🤡🤣🤣 I thought you'd re done with the Pixar lamp and now you just jumped in my inbox with more mindblowing things. Absolutely unhinged.
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i'm not drowning and i'm fighting to never stop moving, despite it all.
i never learned how to swim, so i just kick my feet, and i, surprisingly, go up. yes, it is messily, but i'm pushing up, hoping it is enough to reach to the surface and get some oxygen.
my whole body aches, my feet are numb, my arms don't listen to me, my head is spinning, and the sea takes me down once again.
my chest is on fire, begging for air.
i know i have to swim my way up somehow, or else i'll die.
it's ironic how, among the chaos, it is peaceful, somehow.
i can finally take a break.
i hear distorted voices from far away, people laughing from outside the water that surrounds me, and if i focus enough, i can hear my heartbeat going crazy, hoping to get another chance.
i desperately want to rest for a while, i'm too tired, my body is tired, and my mind is tired.
it's getting cold down here, even though my whole body is burning with pain.
i hold my body, giving myself a hug.
you can't distinguish the tears from the water of the sea, and i'm thankful for that, i don't want people to see i'm struggling to swim up. the rest of them do it flawlessly, and i don't want people to know i can't swim.
i look up, and the rays of the warm sun are hitting on my aching self. it's beautiful.
and i don't want to drown.
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