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johntylermounce · 8 months

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Phases that are ongoing, Rape.

Fantasy lingered a rustic roam

Thine's interceded oral engagement sunk

Deep into thy throat beyond gasping

A choke that guarded a cheater

Whom forced upon so they shall cum

Their mind was controlled by ego

A desire only for himself, selfish

The happenings occur more frequently

Then suddenly he's gone for good

Only now are memories of a time before

They were a time of youth, rave and realizations

Until pushed too far he goes astray

Innocent, he's not and now no more mine

Never was except a supposedly "best" friend

Will always remember the were

And try to focus on what was true

But know what was real was wrong

Deemed forever haunting a haze

Enter an ongoing phase.

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#rapeawareness #rape #poem #poetry #deceitfulintentions #poets on tumblr #haunted #real life #true event #tramatic #times of my life #hurt #pain #poetic #my writings #john tyler mounce #an original #Spotify

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breadandblankets · 1 month

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Duke: "So then Ra's went-"

Damian: "You know that's not grandfather's name right"

Duke: "Hm?"

Damian: "that's not his name it's a title, you're supposed to say the whole title, his name isn't 'Head'"

Duke:

Damian:

Duke: "She give me Ra's on my Ghul til I…"

Damian, sighing, unsheathing a sword: "Thomas, I know you will survive this, so I will not be holding back"

#batfam #duke thomas #damian wayne #bread talk #idk shower thoughts #duke: recounting a hugely tramatic story #also duke: hold up i need to make a tasteless joke here to the torment of those around me #fun fact this is based on a conversation with an arabic speaking friend whos not into dc #they got a lil heated about ra's al ghuls name #not bad heated i should clarify #sometimes u just gotta yell about things that have no consequence

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cynthiabaileyrug · 2 years

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Nostalgia After Trauma

The definition of nostalgia is a longing for the past, in particular a time that is associated with good memories. People who have experienced trauma may have a predilection for having an appreciation for nostalgia more than the average person. When a person experiences trauma, such as growing up with abusive parents, often times as adults, they long for certain things that take them back to a…

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skyjasper · 1 month

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Betray You Like A Man.

Azriel X Rhys sister oc (but Rhys Centric kinda?! Rhys and Az angst?)

Summary: HOFAS bonus chapter inspired. Azriel and his mate Y/N Moonbeam aka Rhysands little sister have been hiding for over 50 years. When her older brother finds out he is anything but happy.

Masterlist

Warnings: mentions of SA, Yelling, lots and lots of Angst, quite Az.

Words: 1,382.

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She and Azriel had been seeing each other secretly for over 50 years now. They had been through hell and back together, finding out about Rhysand under the mountain, Supporting her brother with his mate, fighting a damned war, and even finding out they were mates. Not once did either of them let on to their secret relationship, always passing each other with cold glances and curt words. The only form of kindness shown was on important occasions. But the minute they were alone, when they got back to their secret apartment, they were perfectly fine.

That was until Rhysand barged into Azriel’s apartment yelling something about Nesta telling Feyre something about their babe and found the two of them laying on the floor. Y/N reading and Azriel mulling over paperwork with a biscuit. In an instant, albeit a second too late, Azriel’s wing was covering her. Rhysands words fell away and he stood still, she could see him just barely through her mate's wing but she knew that her older brother could smell her.

“Azriel,” Rhysand growled out. With a knowing sight, Azriel released his wing that covered Y/N’s frame, not hiding her wings.

The moment Rhysands eyes found her matching violet ones he turned and walked out, slamming the door. She turned her head to her mate whose eyes were glazed over in silent conversation, she decided to listen to what Rhys had told him.

“Do we go? We should probably give him time to calm down shouldn’t we?” She asked, staring at Azriel’s golden eyes. He just nodded quietly.

Silently and with deathly calmness they gathered themselves and flew to the river house. She winced as they walked in the door, taking in the ruined vases and the loud shouting of her other brother and sister trying to calm Rhysand down.

“I DO NOT CARE. THAT IS MY SISTER.” He screamed at Cassian. She turned to Azriel, putting a hand on his chest to stop him,

“Maybe I should go in there alone.” She offered. And with a short nod he agreed, before she could walk away he grabbed her arm, and with a deadly voice he spoke,

“If he even thinks about yelling at you I will be in there. I will just be right outside.” Then he let go so she could enter the room. When she did she gasped at the sight of her older brother.

“Rhysand,” she spoke firmly, only slightly scared as his raging eyes turned on her.

“Is that bastard here?!” He spoke.

“It doesn’t matter, Rhysand.” She went to place her hand on his arm when he flinched away and stared at her with disgust.

“Don’t even get me started on you.” He raised his voice, tears springing to her eyes at his reaction. The pair of them had always been as thick as thieves, never staying mad, and definitely never yelling at each other like this.

In an instant, Azriel was behind her, hands on her waist to inform her he was behind her. Her brother didn’t even glance at the male behind her before continuing,

“I can’t believe you slept with my brother like some common whore.” He spat out like a slap in the face, he knew what she had been through, what she had done for him while he was under the mountain. A cry fell out of her mouth, his words inflicting more pain than any physical blow could.

Before she could say anything the entire room went still, the bottom half of the room covered in angry shadows. Before she could blink her mate had her brother around the throat against the wall.

“Be very careful how you talk about my mate,” Azriel growled, she could feel his anger festering through the bond. She sent a comforting phantom hand over his shoulder.

“Your mate?!” Rhysand laughed, “That’s hilarious brother, no one could ever love a bastard like you. We all know it, just admit it Azriel, you aren’t capable of loving a female.”

And then it was Y/N who was on top of her brother, facing him with a slap that resonated throughout the entire room. Not a single soul spoke as the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoed through the room. Not even Feyre said anything as her sister-in-law hit her mate.

“Fuck you Rhysand.” She yelled. “Fuck you for reacting like this! You are nothing but a cowardly piece of shit. You blame everyone else for everything that is your fault. Did you ever stop and think as to why we didn’t tell you?!” She yelled, Rhysands mouth opened to respond but she continued, “No Rhysand, you don’t get to speak. Maybe if for once in your godsforsaken life actually looked at anyone other than your mate you see that the people around you are going through shit! You would see the face that Elain is on the verge of breaking, that Nesta was going through something none of us could possibly imagine, that Cassian was coping and that I, your fucking sister, was traumatized. I get it Rhysand, what you went through under the mountain, trust me I get it, but it does not give you the right to treat everyone else like shit because they don’t react the same way you do to trauma. You do not get to sit here and act like my brother trying to defend my honor when you haven’t actually acted like a decent brother for the past 3 years!” She screamed in his face.

She gave him one more resounding slap before standing up and finding Azriels hands.

“Do not come find us brother, for I do not want to see your pitiful face.”

Then, hand in hand with her mate, they left. They both flew, flew for hours till they were at the cabin Azriel had built for his mother before she passed. When they arrived and got out of the cold she sunk to her knees, tears finally flowing.

Az’s rough hands came to hold her face, “Shh my love, he is not worthy of your tears.” He murmured into her hair. Instead of trying to calm her again he just let her cry, not once letting her go, instead instructing his shadows to gather water and blankets.

So she fell asleep crying in his arms over the hurt her brother had caused. And when she woke she found Azriel’s dark hair. She stared at him as her fingers twirled in the onyx strands.

“You know what he said wasn’t true right, you know how to love and you are worthy of it Azriel. You and I are the proof, this right here,” she gestured in between the two, lightly pulling on the golden ribbon that flowed between them. “This is the proof. I love you beyond words Azriel. I know you feel the same shadow singer.” She told him. Observing as his hands tightened around her waist. They had both suffered far too much to let the words of her cruel brother diminish all the progress they had made.

It wasn’t easy at the beginning, getting Azriel to open up and come to accept himself. It took him years to realize he was worthy of her love. That he wasn’t a broken bastard.

“I love you beyond the sun and the stars, I would travel worlds for you Azriel. And if the stars would vanish then I would voyage through the darkness with nothing but my bare hands to find you.” She whispered, “I would rip the wings off my back if yours were ruined because I know how much you need to fly. I would kill gods and kings alike to ensure you are safe. For as long as I am alive you will no longer be alone ever again, you will always be loved. I will always love every part of you.” She brought his scarred hands to her lips and kissed the skin on them. When she released his hands her lips found his mouth.

“There are not enough words in this world for me to express my love for you Y/N Moonbeam, So instead let me show you.” He spoke against her lips before moving his kiss down her neck.

And show her he did.

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Taglist:

@littlelunatica @going-through-shit @annaaaaa88 @i-am-infinite @impossibelle

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cinnamon-coffees · 2 years

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hunter @ gus in the new episode

#sandwhich #good trade #look their tramatized #toh my beloved #toh hunter #the owl house #toh amity #toh season 2 #toh s2b

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laxi0v0 · 1 month

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Here are some traumatized children ft @arabriddler

I didn't screenshot everything but LOOK AT THEM

#edward nygma #riddler #the riddler #jonathan crane #batman characters #art #batman riddler #batman #scarecrow #tramatized #laxi's sketchbook #nahlaverse #dr jonathan crane #the scarecrow

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raggoon · 7 months

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First meeting

#imagine you just got sacrificed and have unholy amounts of trauma and then an old man goes #hey kid im here to help you make a cult!#its silly to me #cotl lamb #cult of the lamb #cotl au #cotl fanart #doodlings #cotl ratau #also short horns for the lamb #i take that as they are literally a kid #lets tramatize this little sheep

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stressfulsloth · 9 months

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Disco Elysium// Two Fishermen on an Aspidochelone, Unknown// Our Wives Under the Sea, Armfield// Unknown// Disco Elysium// Gallathea, Lyly// Sharks Feeding, Crossley// From Bodily Fear to Cosmic Horror (and back again), Miller// Disco Elysium// Early Verse, Marx// The Road, McCarthy// A Sacred and Terrible Air, Kurvitz (team ibex translation)// Disco Elysium// Disco Elysium// Disco Elysium Art Book// A Sacred and Terrible Air, Kurvitz// Nona the Ninth, Muir// Sunrise With Sea Monsters, Turner// Nona the Ninth, Muir// Disco Elysium// The World's One Hope, Brecht// The Old Gentleman of Raahe// Disco Elysium// Disco Elysium// Disco Elysium// Engraved Shell. Unknown// Capitalism and the Sea// Disco Elysium// Capitalism and the Sea//

#personal #disco elysium #tlt #web weaving #another.. mushed up quote collection #some of these works i am not a massive fan of- side-eying the road- but the quotes just. idk they ended up in the collection anyway #and somehow they fit perfectly to me #something something the sea and suffering and longing and distance #the horror of something vast and unknowable and dangerous #but also a place of peace + redemption + connection #'love and pain both play.' it's a space for both....#harry's recontextualisation of his tramatic memories of the suicie attempt in the crash where he's reimagining himself as a sea monster #and the parallel with cunoesse's response to her trauma #i couldn't fit in the screenshot but #'she regresses and pretends she's a mythological creature when she's under too much stress'#oufdhggh #pjõl #sacred and terrible air #disco rambling

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frogspond200 · 8 months

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𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚗 𝙼𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝙳𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎

Requested by: Anon

Ask: Can I get a finn the man's s/o trying to wrangle him so he stops getting hurt (Bro is. SO EMOTIONALLY EVASIVE I SWEAR)

Warning: None

Date: 9/7/2023

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You watched Finn from a distance as he prepared for another daring adventure. You knew him well enough to recognize the determined glint in his eye that often led to reckless situations. Approaching Finn cautiously, you said, “Finn, I’ve noticed you’ve been getting into a lot of dangerous situations lately. I worry about you.” Finn glanced at you briefly but avoided eye contact, his emotional walls firmly in place. “I can handle it, [name]. No big deal.” You knew he was lying, but you didn’t know how to break through his barriers. You wanted to talk to him, but you didn't know what to say. You sighed and walked away, knowing you had to trust Finn to take care of himself. You stepped closer, gently taking his hand and turning his face toward yours. “I understand you’re tough, but I also know there’s more to you than just physical strength. Please talk to me. What’s going on inside your head?” Finn paused, “I just want to prove myself, you know? Be a true hero…” Your face softened, and you squeezed his hand. “You already are, Finn. You don’t need anyone else’s approval.” You gave him a small smile. He squeezed back, feeling the warmth spread through him. He took a deep breath and smiled back. “Thanks,” he said. He looked up at you, eyes shining. “You’re the best.” You both stood there for a few moments. He hugged you tightly and kissed the top of your head. You lay your head on your shoulder. "But if you ever get crazy hurt again Finn I will bury you alive." "What?"

#x reader #finn adventure time #finn x reader #finn mertens #finn mertens x reader #finn the human #finn the man #finn fionna and cake #finn x reader adventure time #Finn x reader fionna and cake #adventure time x reader #fionna anw cake x reader #finn mertens adventure time #finn mertens fionna and cake #finn is tramatized

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xandyprojects · 4 months

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“Oh, I am not angry Stanley. Rather unpleased on what you done.”

(TW!EYES!)

Pre!Narrator goes brrr

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moominpopzz · 18 days

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Thinking about Dakota’s need to help everyone, thinking about Ashe needing help getting used to her body again

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snowpuff79 · 5 months

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Astrid appreciation post (I like her spirit)

Anyways I saw this image and it felt like a sign that would match the ones by Simon's human enclosurer just the right amount of ✨ out of touch , dehumanizing ✨ and ...

Funy

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