cw: implied ptsd, night terrors, accidental violence (sorry wayne)
a/n: i'm half asleep but i had to get this out of my head, ok gn ✌️
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Eddie was having nightmares again. It had been a while. Maybe it was the summer heat. Maybe he had too much pizza before bed. It could've been anything, or nothing. But the dreams were back. And so was your lack of sleep.
You couldn't do anything when he was like this. Waking him up only made things worse. Wayne had a bruise on his cheek from when Eddie lashed out in fear when his uncle, terrified by his poor boy's screams, tried to shake him awake. Then Eddie would fall back asleep and have the nightmares all over again.
He never remembered them, whether that was a good thing or not you weren't sure, but you sat with him anyway. Just sat and watched over him, maybe with a cup of tea in your hands. You sure as hell weren't going back to sleep until he worked it out of his system. So you clutched your cup to your chest and waited.
Some times it made you cry, made you want to scream and whine with him. Because this wasn't fair. If you could take this away, this pain that made him wail like a banshee some nights, you would in a heartbeat. Some times it made you numb. You would sit in the living room, unable to stay in that room because you wanted so badly to comfort him but you were too scared to touch him, to make his pain worse somehow. And Wayne would come home and see you there, curled up under the blanket you showed Eddie how to crochet so he would have something to occupy his time, his mind. And he'd sit with you until Eddie's cries stopped. Maybe pat you on the shoulder, tell you that he's thankful. For you, for being here, for taking care of his boy, for not leaving. You didn't know, he never said.
Eddie would wake up sweaty in the morning, his throat dry, his limbs sore, and pull you in close from your side of the bed to his. He'd press a kiss to your shoulder and stay that way until you woke up too. Until you pointed out the glass of water and medicine by the bed. Because you cared for him all the time. Even when he doesn't feel like he deserves it. But you always hugged him a little tighter and he let you sleep a little longer.
FUCK EVERYONE WHO SAID ANGEL WAS GONNA BE THE ONE TO DIE HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH THAT SILLY SPIDER BOYS GONNA LIVE FOREVER AND HES GONNA HAVE THE MOST SICKENINGLY SWEET SLOW BURN LOVE STORY WITH THAT STUPID GAMBLING CAT
Hey OFMD fandom, the Ineffable fandom sends their Mascot. I was supposed to do this many days ago, but the OFMD tag on tumblr was filled with... things. This time, I gained my knowledge from Pinterest instead, and I, Asmi, of the Good Omens Fandom, am rooting for you all!
THAT BEING SAID. WHAT THE DEVIL IS THIS SHOW MEANT TO BE? AS USUAL, I UNDERSTAND ABSOLUTELY NOTHING DESPITE MY BEST EFFORTS, BUT TAKE A SUMMARY ANYWAY:
It is gay. Of this at least, I am very sure.
There are pirates. The pirates are the above gays.
There is a guy named Ed who is Blackbeard, and he is very soft and shares trauma and has grey hair.
He is in love with Stede, who writes him bottle letters and throws them away.
Ed is not happy about the throwing away part. I think he wanted to read the letters.
They read the letters together.
There is a guy named Lucius and someone kisses him and they do a victory punch. They break up because of fish.
Someone named Izzy has a redemption arc.
There are colonisers. They are British. This makes sense, at least.
The colonisers are not homophobic, they merely find love pathetic.
In the 1600s male pirates married each other and that's where the term 'matey' originated. I do not know. This is what Pinterest yelled at me.
Uh Ed pulled a Crowley on Stede and instead of Alpha Centauri asked him to run away to China with him.
Stede ran away from him instead.
Izzy was not a father figure to Ed. Discuss. It is something involving horniness and unrequited love.
Izzy died.
Ed was upset under a blanket. Stede respected this.
Ed built a blanket fort. Is this a running theme?
I understood nothing more because I can't make out whether 'ship' refers to relationship or the actual fucking ship. What does 'Steve does fixing in the ship' MEAN IS THIS MARRIAGE COUNSELLING OR NAVAL ENGINEERING?
EVEN THOUGH I UNDERSTOOD NOTHING, THIS SEEMS LIKE A GAY FUCKING DISASTER. RENEW IT. GO SLAY OFMD THE GOOD OMENS FANDOM IS BEHIND YOU.
I love it when women hate men. I love it when women are allowed to vent to each other about how horrible and creepy men are. I love it when women form friendships with and prioritize each other over relationships with men(whether they're attracted to them or not). I love it when women put men dni in their bios and on their nude photos and on posts on their blogs. I love it when women refuse to mollycoddle and accommodate entitled male feelings with "but this doesn't mean I hate all men, I know a few men who are great, I love my father/sons/brothers/uncles/male cousins/guy friends" I love it when women complain about men WITHOUT "not all men" being a disclaimer. I love it when women avoid socializing with/refuse to be around/befriend/get close to men because they know men can't be trusted. I love it when women make "kill all men" jokes. I love it when women offer absolutely no concern or care for men's feelings and if their misandry offends men whatsoever because why should we, men are the oppressor class who have raped and killed and abused us and kept us as subjugated as second-class citizens for millennia, they regularly mistreat us and the women in their own marginalized communities still every single day and make this world so much harder and more awful for us to be in, and if we choose to hate them and not spare them any sympathy then so be it, and I don't just mean "men as a class" either, you can be a woman who doesn't want to have anything to do with any man on an individual basis and completely cuts off men from her personal life too and ykw I will love and fucking support you in that because men deserve absolutely NOTHING from us. If they're so tough and strong then they can handle it just like they can handle being lonely. If you are a woman who hates men, ESPECIALLY IF YOU ARE A LESBIAN AND/OR A TRANS WOMAN, then just know that I love you. I love you, I support you, and you are safe here.
[A sad violin song plays over an image of a sad hamster]
Pac: This doesn't have anything to do with me – I wear a blue sweatshirt, you're crazy, this mouse doesn't even have a sweatshirt, this hamster! [Reading chat] Am I a depressed hamster?
[ Transcript continued ↓ ]*
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Pac: Actually– that's fine! I embrace that idea – of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy? [He hits his desk, then starts counting off people on his fingers] Fit is gone, Richarlyson is gone, Ramon is gone, Bagi and Empanada who were always there when we were there are also gone, I haven't seen them! It's just me and Tubbo, and sometimes Philza shows up.
Pac: I lost Chume Labs, I lost the Favela, I lost Murder Mystery, I lost Ilha Chume Labs, it's crazy! Look at how much I've lost, and I've gained nothing! Of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy?! How am I supposed to be happy?!
Pac: [Reading chat] "You have us Pac," that's true, thank you. No, that's true, sorry.
* NOTE: Please note that this is an incomplete transcript, as I was primarily relying on Aypierre's translation mod at the time and if I am not confident of the translation, I do not include it. As always, please feel free to add on translations or message me corrections.
Imma be honest with you man. It's over for you dawg. We're putting you in the retirement home. Now, legally, I can't say what happens in the retirement home, uh, but I can say that we're putting you inside of it. And... it's- it's over man. It's done.
As someone who used to work at a nursing home, I'm getting really tired of nursing staff turning to each other and going, "if I ever end up like THAT, just fucking kill me" like motherfucker the quality of life of these residents is your SOLE responsibility and if they're not living their best lives that is YOUR FAULT.
These residents are here because this is their best option. They're here because if they weren't, their quality of life would be worse.
These residents make friends with their roommates, the people they eat with, and the people who go to activities with them.
A disabled elder's quality of life is not measured by their ability to walk.
A disabled elder's quality of life is not measured by their ability to breathe without oxygen.
A disabled elder's quality of life is not measured by whether or not they're on a feeding tube.
A disabled elder's quality of life is not measured by level of continence.
A disabled elder's quality of life is not measured by whether or not they can chew their food.
A disabled elder's quality of life is entirely measured on whether or not their needs are met.
If their quality of life is worse at a nursing home than it would be if they had just stayed home, then their needs are not being met. If you are not meeting their needs, that is YOUR FAULT and you have FAILED your residents as a medical professional.
sometimes honestly if you're feeling invalid/anxious/any sort of negative feeling about your selfship , you just have to go back to canon. and i know it seems like such an easy answer but you really do have to. it is always SO comforting to me when i'm feeling bad about things to just see my f/os normally, without any fan interpretation or characterization or opportunities for jealousy involved; to remember why i fell in love with them and that no one can take that specific experience away from me. that other people's thoughts on the character don't matter because at the end of the day, none of it has any bearing on canon and no one can "know" a character any better than anyone else. it really really does work and i wish id realized it sooner