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ohhalefire · 1 year

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Either Way (You'll Figure It Out Someday) | G | pre-Sterek | 9612 words | complete

In Mexico, in the dead of night, Derek Hale learns how to turn into the wolf. Here's how it happens. ___________________________________________________ When Derek dies, he wakes up in Bardo. He’s still leaning up against that little ruined wall he died on - maybe it came here with his consciousness or something - but there’s no doubt that this is the place Scott described back when he first activated the Nemeton. Bright white fluorescent lights buzz overhead in a vast, low-ceilinged room, both endless and claustrophobic. The whole place is white; impossibly, there are no shadows. Derek tries to sit up, but his body seems to creak. There’s no pain anymore - not when death is so close, is already here, has already come-- Jesus, he’s freaking dead-- --but every atom of his body is screaming against the movement anyway, like his muscles have been replaced with cotton balls and his bones are made of lead.

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#teen wolf #teen wolf art #teen wolf fanart #sterek #derek hale #tyler hoechlin #twedit #tw art #my art #fanart #hale house #teen wolf fic #teen wolf fanfiction #derek hale fanart #mine2 #otp: interspecies idiots

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unbizzarre · 6 months

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Bodycheck

Snippet from a short story / visual poem I did back in may. Trying to capture a specific kinda 3am ed feeling.

Idk. Stay safe out there folks.

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theelfsstruggles · 2 years

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Tw!!! Eating disorder related . Specifically ana.

Just a bit of art by me to help vent...... :)

#anorexia #ana recovery #restrictive ed #ed art #tw eating issues #art #tw art

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questionablyrhetoric · 6 months

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tw. back with my adventures in self delete good morning you fucking weirdos.

guess what? i’m not dead. i got incredibly high off speed (my sisters ADHD drugs that i stole) and was so filled with energy i didn’t sleep a wink. i listened to music and ended up creating a book filled with everything i think. it’s started as a su1c1dw note to my family after i took all the drugs, and i started crying all sad like.

then things got weird. i by like, 3AM i was just WRITING. everything that popped into my head i wrote down. i was off about serial killers and my love for my best friend and my desires to lose my virginity and be known as the school s1ut because i love self destruction. i talked about how much i hate my father and when he hit me and my sister i talked about how my town is inherently racist and never even touches on the subject of black history. i told people my thanks for them and told them not to suffer from my death. i drew diagrams and phantom of the opera arrived and i heard voices and had full on conversations with my friends while i’m alone. i hallucinated a monster thing that’s just a blob coming into my bedroom and shadows which sit in my peripheral. i talked about my relapse and wondered how long it will be before death gets me. i was shaking and emotional and raw and ME.

fuck therapy. fuck medication and people telling me i’m sick. i know i’m sick. but if i can make art, show the real side of my problems, i’ll keep doing it. 22 pages of loose leif paper all double sided and completely unedited. i showed my thoughts —as best as i could while high on stimulants i REALLY shouldn’t take—and left it all on the page.

it was the best night of my life. i got high and failed to kill myself. what joy.

#tw substance abuse #tw sh related #tw art #writing vent #i’m a genius #tw self h4rm #tw sui ideation #i failed killing myself #oh well

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p1nkdvst · 6 months

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