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lineffability · 8 months
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aziraphale insisting on driving the bentley truly is him catching up to crowley and essentially going 'you no longer go too fast for me-- actually, let me take the wheel'
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chxrlie-cox · 3 months
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New photos of Charlie Cox as Matt Murdock on the set of Daredevil Born Again
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alaydbug · 20 days
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do you think he makes vinyls?
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twistedsea · 2 years
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to be alone with you, to be the one you whisper to
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doodlejoops · 8 months
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I like his hair
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theehorsepusssy · 2 months
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gotham-response · 27 days
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semperreformanda · 5 months
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the last few weeks of pregnancy reminds me a little bit of the two week wait when you’re waiting to test to see if you’ve conceived
I remember trying so hard not to over analyze every symptom because it’s pointless since PMS and early pregnancy hormones are the same and therefore produce the same symptoms. and I’ve bamboozled myself so many times 💀 and now in the last couple weeks of pregnancy every symptom may or may not be labor and it messes with my brain
baby dropping? good thing but could mean labor is tomorrow or in the next two weeks. and you could be 3cm dilated for WEEKS. cramping?? could be dehydration or you’re about to have a baby soon maybe who knows. also prodromal labor is a thing!?!? 🥲
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smnthchrstn · 10 months
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can I please request austin butler for the prompt comforting after a panic attack: I can’t I can’t and/or you never thought your presence would soothe them - thank you <3
yes, you certainly can! thank you for asking and reading. <3
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grounding you | Austin Butler x reader
notes: wc is 686. your boyfriend, austin helps ground you after a major anxiety attack. tw for anxiety/panic episodes
Your heart pounded in your chest. Each beat felt like a wave crashing against your ribcage. You couldn't catch your breath and nothing was helping. You were somewhere around the world - far, far away from home and visiting your boyfriend. He was at work. He was busy doing important things and filming for an upcoming movie. Your hands shook as you tried to steady yourself, but you simply couldn't. You heard a knock at the door and couldn't even move your head to look up. You willed yourself not to pass out from the immense anxiety that you were experiencing for seemingly no reason.
"Hey - don't wanna scare you. Just forget my bag -".
He stopped in the doorway, his brow furrowing and a look of concern over his face. "Baby, are you okay?" he asked, although he knew you were anything but. He'd dealt with this all his life, he knew all about the anxiety attacks, the masking, the breakdowns. He knew about waking up with a pulse so fast that you thought you'd go into cardiac arrest. He knew about the ticks and triggers that others without anxiety couldn't quite fathom. You tried your best to breathe, but ultimately failed. He darted over to you on the bed and took a seat beside you. "Shh," Austin whispered, rubbing your back gently in a small concentric circles. "Baby, hey - listen to me, meet my eyes," he instructed, his raspy and deep voice commanding you to listen. He put a finger under your chin and moved your head so that your eyes would meet his. "Hey. You're here. I'm here," he reminded you. "Feel, feel the bed. Feel my hands," he said, holding his hands out in front of you. He took your hands in his large hands and rubbed circles against the back of your hands. "Smell, smell the daisies in the corner of the room." He glanced at the bouquet of daisies he had gotten for you the day before. "Hear, hear my voice. Hear my breathing," Austin reminded you, taking a deep breath. "See, see my chest rise and fall," he said, taking a few more deep breaths so you couldn't miss it. "Taste, taste the cherry lip gloss," he spoke, knowing you always had it on. You managed to lip your lips. Austin saw the subtle movement of your tongue and brought you in close to his chest, holding you protectively. You began to cry softly, so tired of all the mental health frustrations you'd been dealing with. You saw therapists, you'd taken the medicine and nothing seemed to give your mind a break from the constant nagging and worrying about things that turned out to be nothing. "Baby," he whispered, stroking your hair. "Come back to me. Come back down to earth. It's only us." You closed your eyes, trying to follow his voice. Austin took one of your hands and led it to his chest. You could feel the mostly steady thump of his heart against your hand and like clockwork it grounded you.
You took a sharp breath and opened your eyes, beginning to cough a little. Your lungs hadn't been able to have proper air in thirty minutes. It was one of the longest anxiety attacks you'd ever endured. "Austin," you whispered. "I - I'm so sorry that I'm like this," you began, your hands shaking uncontrollably over his chest. "Babe, baby, hey. Look at me," he said, his crystal blue eyes meeting yours again. "How many times have you had to help me like this? Countless. Countless, babe. Please don't worry about a thing, I understand completely," he assured you, placing his hand over yours. "I'm just glad I could be here when you needed me. I know I'm not always the most available." You shook your head slightly, beginning to regain your breath. "You're busy, but thank you for staying with me during this. I don't know what I'd do without you," you replied gently. "Of course, my love." He paused to run his fingers through your hair. "There isn't anywhere else I'd rather be than grounding you."
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childoftheriver · 8 months
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Emerson, Lake and Palmer
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Man…she is so HOT. I can’t with her…🥵🔥😍
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torse · 1 month
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This was going to be a whole series but.. The Great Depression hit so I'm just throwing it out here unfinished.
Notkin is finished but Capella's concept isn't really coherent enough and Khan's isn't funny enough so they never made it out of doodle phase
anyway, coping strategies of the teens
Notkin, based on his Patho 2 line of "Jester can't die", "squishes down" his problems. or doesn't deal with them at ALL. they will probably build up and cause him to have a full breakdown at some point
Capella is.. barely herself. she has Victoria inside of her so it's likely that in dire situations, she just lets Victoria "drive". it's also possibly similar to disassociating?
Khan full on listens to Linkin Park and angsts in his room/the polyhedron. if anyone gets too close/tries to ask how he's doing, he will bite (verbally lash out) them. though this is kind of healthy in that he's at least acknowledging the issues, he probably sits in an "echo chamber" where nothing but his own thoughts are bouncing around and end up making things worse. especially when he rejects outside help
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wynneinrome · 1 month
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Had to put my phone down and take a lap cuz WHAAAAATTTT
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GUYS
IT’S HAPPENED
JESUS TOOK THE WHEEL
[ID: A sculpture of a young boy, naked, one arm upraised in a blessing gesture. In his left hand, the statue of young Jesus holds a crown of thorns or nails, emblematic of the one that would later be placed on his head during the crucifixion. The crown has a handle of sorts in the middle of it, making it look eerily like the steering wheel of a reasonably priced Honda from the 1980s.]
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myeyesarebrighter · 28 days
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My big kiddo is still struggling at school and it’s just getting worse. So I’m at the end of my rope and it’s all going to happen now. That full IEP eval can get done because whatever bandaid options they pushed aggressively on me are useless. The pediatrician provided forms for assessment, and we’ll get a callback once they’re all returned and reviewed.
I am in full scorch the earth mom mode. I have tried to move through the channels as the school wanted me to. We tried small steps and small fixes and this issue has gotten totally out of hand. Months and months have passed and my kid is suffering. I don’t hold any resentment at any individuals stuck in this bullshit process at the school, it’s probably even more frustrating for them to live this shit!
I have a lot of feelings about it all, but this weeks focus is on pushing on all paths for all solutions available. Her spending half her class reading in a chair in the office isn’t going to fucking work for me. I keep being told she’s “on track” but suddenly she doesn’t know what the book they read was about……. No shit. Probably because she was walking laps around the building when you taught that lesson. Or maybe she was melting down. Or just sitting quietly wishing for the windows to fall out so she could feel less terrible. Poor kiddo.
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