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Imagine being a teenager living on an island where a idiot king like Polydectes forcefully tries to marry your mother Danaë and making impossible the live of your adoptive parents unless you accomplish a series of task that involve your death; with a sheer of luck you get rid of Medusa but then you have to rescue a princess whose mother is a pain in the ass from a sea monster, later, fighting the consort of said princess who doesn't give two shits about the well-being of Andromeda, and then rescuing your mother from Polydectes and thanking your adoptive parents with a powerful gesture of giving to them the crown of the island for the Tumblrinas to imagine you as a raging asshole and wanting you dead because D A D D Y Ovid and your pop mythology authors are always right.
What a bummer.
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day 07: legacy
[Image ID: A darkly colored digital painting done with oil brushes of Alfendi Layton, from Layton Brothers Mystery Room, sitting at his desk in his office at dawn, as seen from the back corner of the room. He is sitting cross-legged with a cup of tea in his hands and he is blankly staring forwards. Behind him is a large window with the blinds half-down showing a grey dawn sky with mutliple buildings and Big Ben in within view. The same wall the window is on also has shelves, newspaper clippings, and a framed letter of apology addressed to Alfendi. In front of him is a messy desk with a lamp, a rotary phone, and a typewriter sitting on top, dimly shining in the light. /.End ID.]
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thinking about f/ather's day and how n/ancy doesn't do shit for t/ed now that she's older. when she was little, i imagine that k/aren would buy a gift for him and say that it was from the kids and she'd have them make little homemade cards for t/ed, but now that n/ancy and m/ike are older (and old enough to truly see their family dynamic for what it really is), they don't do shit for him. you can't tell me i'm wrong.
t/ed is a literal fucking h/omophobe who isn't at all present in his kids' lives unless k/aren twists his arm (and even then he does the bare minimum). providing for your family bc you feel like you have to otherwise it'll look bad on you doesn't mean that you are a good father. kids need more than financial stability from a parent. they need love and attention and t/ed just doesn't give that to his kids. he doesn't deserve to be celebrated on f/ather's day; eat me. dfalsdfj;
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as if i need more stress i just found out that i had the wrong insurance on file for my therapy and they didn’t even tell me?! literally only found out bc I CONTACTED THEM😭 sooo many fucking bills are coming in from them and i definitely can’t afford them🙃
and to make matters even worse..i haven’t even had therapy since before my mom passed 🤡
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The worst thing about falling out with an old friend is that you never know what's gonna make you think about them and trigger this crazy wave of grief you have no idea what to do with. Yesterday I almost cried because their old favorite show came on and I wasn't ready to think about them. A song came on a radio and I had to turn it off because they were the one that showed it to me. I pass by something I know they would like and the wound is as fresh as it was the day we went our separate ways. I see something about a trip we never took, some crazy plan we made that will never come true and I am confronted with the fact that I will always miss them. I loved them once. I love them still. I close the tabs. I cross the street. I pull my phone out and pretend I didn't see them. But I love them. But I miss them. And I hate that no one teaches you how to grieve a friendship.
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