#recovery road

[chronic-ghost]

Hello fandom friends!

As you may have noticed, the Pedro brain rot has set in deep. It's here, it's growing mold, it's cultivating mushrooms, it's got me acting strange and biting strangers.

So for the sake of everyone who follows me, I've officially decided to take the infestation elsewhere . . . to @chronically-ghosted! I'll continue to post Recovery Road here, but after that, all new fic will go over onto that blog!

If you came for the fantastic internet takes and side-splitting commentary in the tags, then feel free to stick around here on my main blog. But if you only want all the good Pedro content, go check out my alter ego!

I'm tagging some moots, but if you see this, please spread the word that the mycelium is being evacuated to a safe place!

@heareball , @spookyxsam , @stagerightlauren , @trulybetty , @taxontaxoff, @alwaysdjarin , @gracie7209

Till then . . .

#dieter bravo #max phillips #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fandom #pedro pascal character fanfiction #pedro pascal character fanfic #pedro pascal characters #recovery road #announcement

[chronically-ghosted]

I’m so sorry for essentially spamming you, because I legit stayed up until 2 AM reading Recovery Road because I just COULDN’T stop, and I def left you several novellas in the comments on ao3 because I couldn’t contain myself, lol.

But, in all sincerity, RR is one of the best things I’ve ever read. Ever. I mean fics, published works, anything.

As someone with a past history of substance abuse, I’m often wary of reading fics that touch on recovery or addiction at all, because I’ve been burned a few times by careless mishandling of what’s obviously a sensitive topic, or seeing it reduced to nothing more than a trope. But holy mother of god, the care and empathy you obviously took the entire fic was SO apparent. So many times while reading, I had moments of “oh, I have BEEN Natalie or Dieter or Heidi, I KNOW I exactly what’s going on right now and EXACTLY what it feels like, and this is IT.” Even when it was ugly and messy and painful, it was obviously written with such care in a way that was just beautiful.

And I’m seriously FLOORED by your ability to describe the hurricane of emotions through it all in such a visceral way. There were times where I could just FEEL the heat of shame burning in my gut, the sinking weight of grief, or my heart just damn bursting during their moments of triumph and happiness. And I so appreciate the time you took with the story and characters; a story like theirs, together and separately, just takes time, especially to have any hope of ending up where they did, and I love so much that you allowed them that (even if I did gasp out loud at the ten years reveal lol). I was truly just clutching at my chest, covering my mouth, and near tears the last two chapters especially.

Thank you so, so much for writing this absolutely beautiful story and for sharing it. I absolutely can’t wait to positively devour anything and everything else you go on to write. 🖤

this, without a doubt, made my entire week 🤍 i have no idea how to respond to this because this level of dedication and thoughtfulness towards something I wrote . . . i am gobsmacked!

first of all, the fact that you wrote an individual review on multiple chapters -- it's totally not spam and i read every single one of them twice and i think i'm a little bit in love with you??? seriously, that is like every writer's wicked fantasy 🤍

secondly and this is a big one - THANK YOU?!?!? addiction and recovery are things that have definitely affected me too, and I've always been the Heidi of the situation. But the way people treat or talk about addicts as if they are less deserving of care and empathy is horrific. In my own life, I struggle to find that balance of boundary setting and empathy all the time so I was genuinely worried about taking these sensitive topics and putting them in the realm of fantasy fanfiction. Of course, things are going to end well because it's fanfiction, but in real life it doesn't always and there's always that concern of relapse (which, in my opinion, makes addicts rather incredible to have to wake up every single goddamn day and make an active decision not to do the easy thing -- I struggle with doing my skin care routine daily).

I really have to shout out @spookyxsam for the realism -- she helped me through a lot of the scenes of Dieter's downward spiral, how someone on that many drugs might react or what they might say. And she diagnosed both Dieter and Natalie and wrote out their prescriptions! That is a very weird text chain to have in your phone! 😆

I had a couple of different phrases running through my head while writing this: "right person, wrong time", "loving someone is as much of a choice as it is to stay sober", (and if it wasn't totally obvious by Andrew's speech) "love above all else is what makes life worth living". I think by the end of it, both Natalie and Dieter made their own little families, independent of each other and then as one themselves. I genuinely hope you got some of that sentiment while reading this. There's something so desperately tragic about Dieter as a character (even in the original movie) that I am just obsessed with. Have I done way too much character analysis for a character from a Judd Apatow movie? Yes. Is that ever going to stop me? No.

*on my hands and knees* thank you for taking the time to write all of this out. this is a very close and personal fic for me, so to hear it affected you even at all, it means so much! 🤍🤍 I promise I will get to your request from my 100 followers event -- that one is SO DIETER IT HURTS! thank you thank you thank you and see you next time!

#nice things people say to me #dieter bravo #recovery road #dieter bravo x f!reader #dieter bravo fic #yall got me crying in the club

[alondra-ssofia]

My fav

#jessica sula #recovery road #skins uk

[bunnifur-spitz]

#we do recover #recoveryispossible #recovery road #rapper #female rap artist #connecticut

[probablyhuntersmom]

The healing and lasting love of a mom

#for Mother's Day 2023 #camila noceda #hunter noceda #toh hunter #older hunter #toh waffles #the owl house #toh edits #loz's edits #loz's art #he's her lil' wolf cub forever #in the last pic he's fetching her to go for dinner at Dell and Gwen's house #like listen: she would've played a huge role in his recovery. after the Collector Palace scene he would've sunk into the darkest depression #in the weeks and many months to follow #she'd check his therapy progress. accompany him to therapy at times and fetch him from therapy too #he needed her warmth and guiding light as foundational building blocks. to be who he was after the timeskip #they'd both always remember that night where he drowned and she pulled him out of the water #she'd make sure he had the best possible Grom Night #and he'd be eternally grateful. they'd also work together throughout the years to follow since her expertise and his can overlap nicely #he keeps visiting the Human Realm now and then. to have movie nights..dinners..road trips etc with her and Luz and Vee #1k #2k #3k #4k #5k #8k #9k #10k #15k #20k

[thereadingcafe]

#Christine Feehan #Recovery Road #Torpedo Ink #Parnormal #Romance #MC #Dark #REview #Contemporary

[justc2world]

I'm about to cry at work. I can't see him like this.

#so proud of him 🥺❤️ #carlos sainz jr #carlos sainz #pierluigi della bona #scuderia ferrari #f1 #formula 1 #road to recovery

[metalomagnetic]

WIP Snip Monday

let's pretend it's Monday, and not Wednesday.

Thank you so much for the tag @mundrakan

Here is a snippet from "It runs" (This chapter is so stubborn! I promise I am working hard on it, but it's complicated and real life is Hell, so please, bear with me).

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“Come back to me, yes, there you go. Breathe," his mother's voice soothes him, drags him back to reality. "Everything will be alright.”

“I-”

Sirius doesn’t understand what happened to him, how seamlessly his mind slipped away, one moment in his home, the next in Azkaban, and now his mother is there, and he's confused-

“It’s alright. I’m here. I know I wasn’t always, but I am here. My Sirius, my brightest star. You’re home, you’re safe. Your brother is safe. That monster is dead. No one will ever hurt you again. I won’t allow it, yes? Breathe.”

He rests his head on her shoulder, tries to breathe normally. He shivers, cold and miserable, but one of her frail arms wraps around his back, draws him closer.

“You will heal,” she tells him. “You will have the best Healers in the world, the best potions, and you will heal. You weren’t there that long, the damage is reversible still, I asked, I asked many experts. You will heal from this.” It sounds like an order.

Sirius always disobeyed her, even if he didn't want to, didn't set out to hurt her. He always ended up disappointing her. He doesn't want to do it again, but that word- 'heal'- it sounds foreign, impossible. It sounds like she's setting him up for failure again, because how can Sirius accomplish it?

“And what potions will heal me from finding my best friend dead? From knowing I had a part in his death?” he whispers, terrified that he has to live with that, forever. That he'll have to find a way to accept it.

How can he? How? It's impossible.

“His son will heal you,” she says, determined, her fingers combing through his hair. “Little by little. You’ll see. You’ll have a piece of him with you. The best piece. Trust me when I say, our children are the best parts of us. What survived of Potter, is the purest part of him, the brightest. And you’ll raise him, do right by him, won’t you? That boy needs you stable, needs your love and care, and he’ll love you back, as only children can love.”

Harry. Yes. That’s true. Sirius will see him soon, will hold him. Tomorrow.

“He killed Voldemort,” Sirius whispers, finally voicing it. It doesn't sound real. “Harry.”

His mother snorts, but she keeps her fingers so gentle in his hair. It makes Sirius remember he once felt safe in her arms. Long ago. So very long ago.

He was sick with dragonpox, so sick, and scared, but she never moved from his bed. She stayed with him, wiped his brow with cold cloths, sang to him, held water to his lips. She hugged him when he shivered.

“Mama, will I die?” he asked, because he’d never felt as sick in his life, and he leaned people can die from feeling sick.

“My brightest star, how do you think I’d let you die? Who would dare take you from my arms? Death? I’d destroy it if it even glances your way.”

Sirius looks into her fierce eyes, and for a moment he thinks his mother is just as strong as his father, perhaps even more, because she seems capable of anything, of scaring death away.

“I may not be the most learned woman in the word, I didn’t go to any Institute, but I have lived for some dozens of years now, Sirius, and I have traveled far and wide, read many books, met many people, heard many things. A baby cannot kill a grown wizard."

Sirius knows. He does. And yet-

“He died," he says, and he shivers savagely. His mother's arm clings harder to him. "I found him there. Dead. In front of Harry’s crib.”

He sees it, all over again. Voldemort's body, his empty eyes, the wand between his fingers.

No, no, no. Stop. Sirius can't, he can't think of it. He bites his tongue, hard, he leans even more into his mother, inhales, and her perfume brings him back from the memory.

“Good riddance," she spits, venomous.

All over Britain, people celebrated Voldemort's death, Sirius knows. 'Good riddance'.

'The monster is gone'.

'Let him rot.'

It's fair, Sirius knows it's fair, that Voldemort caused so much pain, to everyone, his enemies or allies alike.

But it hurts. It hurts so much. He was always alone, that beautiful boy from the picture, the angelic child Sirius imagines, in some muggle orphanage, the fiercest dark lord in the world that cooked for Sirius, that held him in his arms at night. It hurts. It's beyond painful.

“I loved him,” Sirius confesses, and his mother goes still, stiffens all over. “I slept with him. Ate with him. Lived in our- in his home. Will you abandon me, too, now?”

She should leave him. Sirius doesn't deserve anything. He doesn't understand why he still has his family, his sanctuary, when James is dead, when Voldemort is gone, alone and terrified somewhere.

Sirius deserves to be alone, too. They should have left him to rot in Azkaban. It's what he deserves.

She takes a long time to answer. First, she resumes petting his hair, and eventually she rests her chin on his head. She sighs.

Just from that, Sirius can imagine how broken and pitiful he looks, exactly how he feels. He is in such a deplorable state, that she doesn't spit on him, doesn't call him a deviant, a disgrace, a stain on her family name.

“That takes longer to heal from,” she whispers. “Loving a hard, cold man isn’t easy. Even when they are heartless, even when they betray you, over and over again, it still hurts when they die.”

“How long?” Sirius asks. “How long does it take to heal from that?”

She hums. “I will tell you when I have an answer,” she says. “I’m still waiting. You can wait with me.”

#sirius/voldemort #lord voldemort #sirius black #walburga black #PTSD #long road to recovery #Walburga saves the day

[popsicle-stick]

What do you imagine the Drac Attack Pack look like a year or two afterwards when they a permanently changed but no longer Going Through It (and may have just possibly changed out of funerary garb)?

circa 1900

i actually can't decide if jon's hair grows back brown or stays grey/white! i think a lot of ppl like the latter, but i do like the symbolism of both.

but yeah! quincey the younger is on the way and all being said they're very happy!!!! and they look it. i think they (especially mina) take pains to make sure they, uh, come across as Normal as possible.

#dracula daily #dracula #i didn't get time to do everyone sadly! some of them might be ...interesting....based on my own post canon hcs #i think a possible hc for jack is maybe TOO horrible and dark (i love misery) #w/ him it's like i have two parallel ideas. one is a road to self recovery and allowing people into his life & changing medical fields #and the other is a miserable spiral of vampire hunting and self hatred <3 #i DO like to imagine that jon and mina engage in some vampire hunting after canon - but i think it might take them some time to recover #from the events of the book so yeah 1900 fits! now i want to design vampire hunting getups LMAO #lottieart

[spread-the-influence]

Post-Influence Rags not only being afraid of touch cause she's paranoid and scared she's still infected, but also convinced that Pomni hates her.

// honestly ? she'll be convinced that Everyone hates her as much as they try to convince her otherwise . it would be easier for her to work through the guilt if she was Completely unaware of what she's doing - which isn't the case .

. i realized this is possibly her worst nightmare - just having hurt everyone she cares for , being a selfish bitch during it , and being completely vulnerable by the end of it . yeah . no . she's staying in her room for weeks thank you //

#[ ooc ] #me omw to make the most tormented ragatha ever #someone has to make rags whump i guess sorry dolly #i prommy post influence ragatha is gonna do miles better she just has the rockiest road of recovery #[ info ]

[chronic-ghost]

Recovery Road Update:

along with some life events, i've been feeling really under the weather lately and i'm currently not satisfied with the version as it is, so the last chapter will be delayed by a few days. thank you for your patience and your support -- i want to end this in a way that is satisfying and worthy of your time! much much love -- the end is coming soon 🤍🤍🤍

#recovery road #dieter bravo #dieter x natalie

[chronically-ghosted]

Y’all, the end of Recovery Road drops tomorrow and I am not ready 😭

And at 31K, I’m not sure y’all are either 😩

#recovery road #I am on my hands and knees #dieter bravo

[hampop]

What makes Outlast a special horror game is that it very easily could have been just another story about “scary crazy mental patients!!” but it takes the time to explain that these patients are victims of exploitation by the megacorp that bought the asylum. Like the true horror is corporate greed and warfare and Outlast hammers that home.

#the fact that the majority of the patients you come across were on the road to recovery #before Big Company swooped in and started running their tests #is so heartbreaking. #outlast #outlast whistleblower

[rollerman1]

#ford #f series #4x4 #tow truck #wrecker #off road recovery

[m0tiv8me]

Great news today!! No more physical therapy appointments for this guy! Dr has cleared me to finish out my rehab from home. Shoulder is feeling really good and I’ve gained full mobility and range of motion lifting from my side outward and about 95% raising my arm forward. Still a little more to gain reaching behind my back but overall greatly improved.

My therapist was also impressed how much strength I’ve already gained back in all push and pull motions that incorporate my shoulder. I was warned not to push it and take it easy on overhead pressing or pulling motions. But overall cleared to start easing into some heavier weight training again so long as there is no pain or discomfort. Man it feels like it’s taken forever to get to this point but it feels so good to finally feel like I can start to function normally again. Cheer’s to getting over the hump!

#recovery #rehabilitation #shoulder injury #road to recovery #mental toughness #progress #me #m0tiv8me #fitblr #fitness #fitspo #humpday #weightlifting #exercise #physical therapy

[mando-abs]

Din Djarin is a big spoon with little spoon energy

“But Abs, that doesn’t make sense,” you say. I’ll explain.

Din’s favorite sleeping position is where he gets to be the big spoon (or when you’re facing each other, he’s not picky). But!!! It’s not because he has this unconscious desire to protect you. He does that at every other point of the day. When he wants to unwind, he reaches out for you. He needs to hug someone to ground him so he doesn’t drift too far. A reminder.

When his night terrors get overwhelming, that’s when he relinquishes his big spoon powers over to you, letting the weight of you envelope his back to soothe him back down. And after getting the hang of sleeping together, it has become easier for Din to let you make him comfortable. Because of this, Din has gotten better sleep (emphasis on better, it still needs work). Your favorite rare mornings are when you’re the one waiting for him to wake up and hearing his soft snores underneath his helmet.

#source: when he brings grogu closer to him while he’s napping in the starfighter in the season 3 teaser #din is on the road of recovery into getting the best sleep of his life #din djarin #the mandalorian #the mandalorian season 3 #din djarin x reader #din thoughts #sigh #I miss my man #come home soon #Star Wars #mandalorian #my writing