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pokemoncryptids · 4 months

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//Off screen post- End of gengar arc! Please head the tw's in the tags

[Tari drops the phone as the door bursts open, revealing possessed delta floating a couple of inches off the ground, dark purple smog surronding it. It wears a smile that doesn't fit it's face, its limbs limp. ]

"Get- the fuck away- I swear to suicune-"

[She winces- a saying she'd picked up from Delta. Her heart pumping was the only thing she could hear.]

"Just- get out of it-!"

[It's smile widens, too big, eyes flashing purple instead of green, slowing moving towards her.]

"Why do you care? This is just some cheap psychic- the cheapest one you could find. How about this? By the end of tonight- you'll both be dead- together!"

[Silent tears start to run down Tari's face, she moves without thinking- throwing a pokeball, releasing a mightyena, which begins to approach the possessed Delta- growling, Charging up for a move. Tari chokes on her breath, desperately attempting to stall.]

"What do you want with me? Why now? Why now- did my mother give this curse to me?"

[The mightyena strikes, just as Delta lunges forwards, the move misses it. Tari feels the breath knocked out of her chest ]

"Don't you fucking talk about your mother-"

[Tari winces, before stilling at the Mightyena in the corner of her eye.]

"So- it was her-"

[She manages, barely able to breathe.]

"YOU RUINED HER-"

[The mightyena from the side, using a move Tari couldn't recognise against the gengar which knocks Delta off Tari and singes it's clothes, leaving a deep wound on its stomach. Tari gasp for air, getting up, Delta continues.]

"My girl was supposed to be a laywer, not get pregnant at 15. I begged her to get rid of you- You ruined her- she was supposed to do something with her life and YOU FUCKED IT ALL UP."

[Tari feels her blood freeze in place, once again uncomfortably aware of her heart, still beating.]

"Grandad...?"

"You're a pathetic child that she should've fucking aborted when she had the chance, it's not too late though."

[The mightyena growls, lunging at its owner, while Tari scrambles back, finding herself amongst Delta's things- useless, useless, useless- clense tags ???. A purple pokeball with an eye on it- fuck- okay. The mightyena screams- an awful sound that rings in her ears. Taking a deep breath, she steps forward, mustering everything left in her.]

"Kill me then. Stop fucking threatening me."

[She watches as the gengar drags deltas body across the floor, dropping the mightyena, its body still, unmoving.]

"No need to say anything with this puppet, it's served its purpose wonderfully, no life force left in it, may as well be a meat hackey sack."

[After those words, delta fell to the floor like a ragdoll, a gengar rising out of it. Tari didn't hesitate, giving a rough overarm throw of the clense tags and strange looking pokeball.]

"..."

[The Haunt ball bounced across the floor, the ghost barely had time to look down before it was sucked in. It wobbled, once, twice, thrice, before going still.]

"...... Oh my god. "

#tw violence #tw blood mention #tw death mention #tw family issues #tw family trauma #tw family abuse #tw pokemon harm #delta ?#Tari ^^#irl pokemon #irl pkmn #pkmn blog #pkmn rp #pokeblogging #pokemedia #pokeblog rp #pkmn irl #pokemon irl

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loveyourlovelysoul · 7 months

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You're not too old, not enough, not worthy or not lovable enough to be touched. You're not. No matter what you happened to learn in your life, you can always be hugged and loved and appreciated also physically.

Humans historically live in societies/groups and these are based on communication and communication is also physical not just verbal. Love, support, help, joy, romance and any other feeling can be shared and expressed through an hug or another physical display. You can be shown all this, you can be hugged too. You're more than enough to be hugged and loved and supported and cared for just cause you're alive.

And if you don't want to, it's fine ofc. But maybe there's a reason for this, for you avoiding human touch or being scared of it. And it may be some inner avoidance caused by a past trauma, as for example not being touched anymore by your caregivers after you have reached a certain age (possibly with the only exception of you getting important school's results, which reinforced the idea of you having to gain that hug) or after what you have done or how you acted (which may be even an unrelated event but not for your mind and emotional self -and it's normal, it's not supid: if we get a certain unspoken feedback after we have/haven't done something we are unsure about or we didn't succeed at, we may read it through our fears/insecurities too: eg. we aren't hugged/supported so we're not good enough anymore, we are a failure...).

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tired-and-unjellied · 1 month

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"why doesn't he work in the army? they look for IT guys" ("he" referring to me)

"he doesn't want to" (I never studied cybersec)

"he does nothing; maybe you should kick him out, then he will find a job. Dad said he would have kicked him out"

really nice dinner

#good thing I already hate him and know my mother twists truths around #there is no big surprise #💡 not-so-original-posts #now how many TW can I fit on this bad boy?#tw family trouble #tw family issues #tw manipulation #tw kicking people out

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enbygirlblogging · 1 month

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do you ever experience a wild moment of sudden empathy for everyone in the world. like yeah i knew a guy who bullied people a lot, and who i really used to hate, but then i found out he got beaten by his stepdad and watched his sister die a horrible and graphic death first-hand, and suddenly the hate didn't come so easy. yeah i knew a girl who abused me for the better half of my life, but looking back, she also definitely had no one in the world who loved her, including her own family. my issues with her are a lot more personal, but i just don't have it in me to really loathe her the way i once did. i've never had a good relationship with my father, but he never had a parent worth looking up to. and i'm not saying any of that trauma excuses being a horrible human being, and i'm not saying you have to forgive everyone who ever wronged you, or even really that you should.

but i guess i'm saying maybe i forgive the people who wronged me.

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thatfailedpokemontrainer · 1 month

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🧬: Tell me about your OCs' family problems, if they have any.

//ooooh boy

//First time I get to properly talk about this :))

//Heed the tags

Sprites mother was once a loving woman, a strict, controlling one, but there was love there. Her son was perfect, bright blue hair just like her. Casey.

He was perfect.

His father was there but not interested in his children, more his wife, and veiwed his children through the lenses of their acheivements.

Around a year later, she suceeded with getting pregnant with a little girl. Charlotte.

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A stillborn.

Desprate for her little girl back, Sprites mother tried to get pregnant for another year- it felt hopeless. The marrige was loveless, she turned to another man. A colleague at her work. He was fun. It was casual. He has wonderful red hair

Until she got pregnant. Again.

Another little girl. Charlotte.

Her name would be charlotte.

Until she was born and, her hair was red. Clear proof she cheated. Clear proof of her 'mistakes'.

His father became even more distant, constantly working. He kept the money he earned to himself, sharing little with his wife. Sprites mother had lost everything.

All she had was a little reminder of everything bad that had happened. A little reminder that cried too often and acted out and refused to wear dresses like charlotte would've.

The love quickly left her.

If only her little mistake could act more like her brother, who excelled at school and took extracurricular activities, if not a little- too obsessed with winning.

Sprite tried to be the good girl his parents wanted him to be. But no matter what he did he always came up short.

The money stressors didn't help the issue. They often forgot to feed sprite, he ate pokemon food. But being thin was a good thing. it made him look like a lady. Casey spent any money he earned from odd jobs on food and drinks for sprite, often 'soda'. which is where his nickname came from

As he got older, his mother became more and more obsessed with his womanhood, trying to get her 'little girl back'.

She was rarely physically abusive, but wasn't above saying awful things to him, implying it would be better if he was never born, and depriving him of food and water.

She would often threaten to throw out his pokemon (tag and zene) because they 'couldn't afford to care for them' and he wasn't going to train them well anyway.

In these years sprite developed kleptomania, going from stealing food to stealing other things he didn't need, and has been generally unable to stop since.

Anyways, the breif escape from his home came from when he visited beedrill or mari.

Mari was the first one to convince him that his parents were bad.

they left together when sprite was 12

#tw family issues #tw child neglect #tw child abuse #tw misgendering #tw transphobia #tw miscarriage #sprite :>#ask game #//ooc #rotomblr #rotumblr

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asdro · 4 months

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Lazily made on Instagram just because I needed to share these thoughts :(

(These days have been rough, but I think it'll get better)

#vent #trauma core #trauma edit #edit #vent core #vent edit #cw family issues #tw family issues #trauma #ventcore #traumacore #traumacore edit #coping

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akhuna · 4 months

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Over the past couple of weeks I had to think again and again about how far away a lot of my past trauma and depression feels, which probably means that I am in a pretty good place right now.

But then we had a family gathering yesterday with the man's part of the family and we came to speak about my part of the family and I realised that ... oh no, it's not far away.

We came to speak about how my parents have absolutely no interest in the PhD and my university work and how we never talk about it anway, because my sister hates when I'm talking about university and gets pissed every time I mention it. (In the beginning, when I was still living at home, she'd interrupt me mid-sentence to tell me that "nobody cared about that, honestly" and then continue to bitch about every single person in her year who were all so horribly stupid. If I said something, she'd go to her room and I'd be accused of ruining everybody's weekend again. But I digress. Anyway, I started uni at 18 and moved out at 21.)

Eventually I casually told my brother in law and his partner about the last months I lived at home and how everybody had visibly relaxed once it was clear that I'd be gone three months later and how I could almost feel us all counting down the days. How I had moved out knowing that there was absolutely no turning back, because my mother had said "Once you've moved out, you've moved out. There won't be any coming crawling back here because the world is too scary and you'd rather live with us again" in the years before time and time again. And how she, on the day I *had* moved out, had asked for my keys before I left the flat to drive to my new one (I was moving in with a friend, my father was outside in the truck), and then had taken the keys to my parents' flat and house off my key chain, handed my keys back to me, smiled and said: "And the next time you come over, you'll ring the doorbell, like any other guest. Okay?"

And my brother-in-law just raised his eyebrows and his parter just looked at me, wide-eyed and shocked, and I thought, "Oh. Oh yes. I guess I kinda forgot how fucked up that was."

(Fun fact: A week after the move, my friend told me that they were "not cut out to live in a shared flat" and how they didn't and couldn't want to stay there", and when I told my parents about this, my father asked me if I wanted to move back on the spot. I basically said "Fuck no, we all know it's so much better that I have left this household.")

Even though this was a long time ago - it happened. And it was real. And yes, it was fucked up.

#personal #tw emotional abuse #tw family issues #I'm not really sure why I am sharing this here #maybe just to remind myself that yes it happened

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lorkai · 2 years

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Can you make the brothers and the dateables react to MC that has family issues? I had a really bad family issues and I want a little comfort :') (I'm sorry if my english are bad 😿)

A/N: First of all my dear your english is not bad, it’s quite perfect so don’t worry about. And I'm sorry that you have to go through this, I hope this helps you get through whatever it is you're going through right now. I've written for Dateables for now, but I'll be doing part two with the brothers. I hope you like it!

TW: Implied abuse (?) on Simeon’s part, implied spoilers for chapter 16, family issues, hurt/comfort

Diavolo can understand you since he has problems with his father. He still blames himself for his mother's death, but it's not something he could have avoided at all, he was just an innocent baby. And this innocent baby grew up to be an anxious child, ready to fulfill any and all harsh expectations his father had for him and his future. He grew up not having the childhood he should have had, growing up without friends and carrying all the pressure and guilt of it until the present millennia without anyone knowing about it.

But during the first few weeks on the exchange program he recognizes that unlike anyone else you don't say anything about your family or express any desire to return to the human world, almost as if you had no one you missed. It's weird, but maybe you're just pretending to be strong or pretending not to miss you so you don't fall apart in front of everyone. You can't come home for a year and it's better to fake it than complain all year, right? Wrong. Diavolo finds out about your family issues when the accident with Belphegor happens, Barbatos reports to him about it and they both feel a conflict within them growing. Technically you can't stay in Devildom forever, because you're a human and this place is only for demons, but neither of them wants to send you back.

However you are an exception to the rule and when the year is over he lets you stay in the castle. Regardless of the relationship you share, whether platonic or romantic, Diavolo will spoil you a lot and will always tell you how proud you made him today, even if you did something small and insignificant in your opinion. He is sincere with his compliments and always offers tips for you to improve what you need, he always helps you too and loves the lazy moments you spend in the garden, drinking tea with Barbatos or playing with Cerberus. Or even when you vent to him about your family situation.

Now if you want to go back to the human world, then you can bet he will give you an amazing home no matter what country you live in. Or of course, if you like, he can let you stay on the island he owns. He knows that you will be protected there and that fills his heart with hope, that no one else will be able to harm you and you can overcome all your traumas while resting in a place far away from your home.

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Barbatos always knew there was something wrong with you, despite not knowing what specifically. Maybe it was your quiet and shy way or your rude and explosive way, maybe it was the independent way you had or the way you waited for people to tell you exactly what to do that made him think your childhood might not have been the best. Anyway, after the incident with Belphegor, Barbatos took it upon himself to make you smile more, to make you laugh more and to make you feel genuine affection and this butler here doesn't back down when he decides he wants something.

He will make you smile, he will tear down your walls and he will be your new foundation, just like he is the foundation of Diavolo.

Barbatos never had a childhood literally. But he understands how painful it is to grow up in the midst of an unstable environment, not knowing how to act and if you want to vent, know that he will always be here for you. To listen to you, to wipe your tears and offer you the best hug you've ever had, Barbatos will validate your feelings and support you in each of your decisions, he will celebrate your achievements and always help you in whatever you need. You are one of the dearest people to him and he wants to see you being your best, he wants to see you at the top and most of all, he wants to see you happy.

So when the exchange program finally ends Barbatos takes you under his wing and starts actively participating in your hobbies, and if you want to learn how to cook and bake? The man is over the moon to teach you everything he knows, all his secrets and recipes are passed on directly to you. And the moments when you cook together is one of the most special for both of you and it's also in the kitchen that you always have the most sincere and profound conversations.

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Solomon understands your pain in a different way since so many years have passed and he is unable to remember his parents, their faces and their voices too, it's all an inconsistent blur in the memory he has. But the pain of having a dear bond cut by a disagreement he can understand all too well. He lost his dear apprentice to a silly disagreement, he lost people because of his ideals and he understands how lonely it is to be alone, how it hurts to see everyone else and imagine yourself in their place just for a day to make the pain go away, to be able to smile and have someone who supports you without doubting your potential. So yes, he may not be the quickest to realize the precarious situation you're in, but he's one of the quickest to act and help you get back on your feet.

If he can help it you will never feel lonely or anything like that as he will always be there for you with the excuse that humans stay together in Devildom and while that is true he doesn't want to leave you alone with your thoughts and bad memories. He wants the time you spend together to be enough to replace the other memories you have of humans, he wants to teach you the gentleness and kindness, the love and affection of a friendship.

It is very common for you and Solomon to be on video call during the night or for you to skip class when the pressure is too great on you. He loves sneaking you up to Rad's roof and having you lie on his lap so he can play with your hair or entertain you by telling you some story of forgotten ages as you watch the clouds creep across the sky. Quiet days like this make you relax enough to vent about what's on your mind, about your problems and how you should try harder to solve them despite not having the necessary strength. And during those days when Solomon likes to use his wisdom and offer advice to guide you on the right path. He wants to see you happy too, after all it's been a long time since he got attached to someone else.

And by your side he is also able to heal from his loneliness and thoughts of doubt, he is also able to see a light shining and he wants to show you that same light. So hold his hand and let him follow you wherever you are going, let him help you with your problems and rest your head on his shoulder when things get too hard. It's okay, all this will pass and he will be by your side to tell you that you did everything well, that your efforts were enough and that your work is perfect.

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Family issues develop from a number of factors such as strict parents, parental fights, sibling rivalries, communication problems and the list goes on. While Simeon is definitely the quickest to notice that you have some sort of problem that is bothering you, always so nervous, planning what you have to say and how to say it and noticing how you flich when someone is yelling or waving their hands agitated, Simeon is also the sweetest and most attentive. He's gone out of his way to make sure you're feeling good, always very subtle and caring about your needs. He doesn't care if you notice what he's doing, or if you feel scared and try to walk away from finally having someone on your side telling you how proud he is of your accomplishments.

Yes, he knows it's suffocating, but he also knows when to walk away so he doesn't hurt you. He can't help but want to help you in any way he can, whether it's your homework, your hobby, or a simple spell. Simeon knows that childhood fears and traumas can take a long time to heal but like a good angel he promises to stay by your side as long as it takes so you don't feel like you have to lie or hide things, so you can smile again and freely say what you think.

Humans should live in peace, have happy memories with their family and have a good life in the world so that when they come to the Celestial Realm they don't have any regrets or plans left behind. It's a shame your life didn't turn out that way, but he'll make sure your memories of Devildom are as happy as possible. And he's great at making you let your guard down and laugh so hard your belly hurts, Simeon always takes you and Luke to explore the woods of Devildom and have picnics there. The landscape is so beautiful that it leaves you in a state of permanent peace. Or he can sing for you while Luke plays the harp.

One thing is for sure, however, if you have any serious issues with your family, congratulations because now he is your father and you have just gained a little brother. They will both take great care of you.

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xanderisbraindead · 7 months

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I hate that i hate my mom. I go to my friends’ houses and their mom is so nice and they love their mom and it pisses me off. I cant tell if im overreacting or what i just cant stand her. I don’t want to be affectionate towards her, i can’t genuinely say i love her, i can only do something for her out of fear or if im getting something in return. I wish I could love her but i cant

#i dont use the word hate lightly #there are people that have called me slurs and kinda bullied me that i dont even hate #idk what im doing wrong where she wont talk to me idk #i tried to talk to her ab my day and it was obvious she wanted me to shut up #i went to bed at like 8pm yesterday bc i didnt wanna see her #my post #vent #tw vent #tw family issues

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hazelhearts · 2 years

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It's No Big Deal

Emily Prentiss x Fem!Reader

summary: everyone needs comfort sometimes, especially those who don't think they deserve it

content: fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, sad emily, family issues

word count: 1.7k

A/N: this fic is a LOT shorter than my last one but I couldn't prolong my own pain much longer. warning, this one hurts a little bit.

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Emily had never thought she had that bad of a childhood. Sure, it wasn't perfect. But no one's life is ever perfect. Other people had it so much worse than she did. She got lucky.

Her mother always taught her how to act. She helped Emily become pretty independent and did everything in her power to make her into a respectable woman. Her father not being around made her stronger. She learned to not need him around. She learned self-sufficiency. Sure, it hurt sometimes, but she was better for it.

When she met Y/N, she was even more grateful for her parent's absence.

Y/N's parents were nightmares compared to hers. They had been divorced so long that she didn't really have any memories about a time they could peacefully exist in a room together. They luckily handled custody of her and her siblings pretty peacefully. After that, they both went through a series of dating and marriages that all ended worse than the one before. As the oldest sibling, Y/N did everything she could to shield her siblings from any pain her parents could ever cause them. She never really got a break until she left for college and was able to cut her parents off. She still talks to her siblings every day. She would do anything for any one of them. Her youngest sister even lived with them for a while when everything got to be too much with their parents.

When Y/N finally convinced herself to open up to Emily about everything she had been through, Emily felt like the worst person to ever exist. She had always been upset following a conversation with her mother and went to Y/N for comfort while Y/N had been through so much worse.

It didn't take long for Emily to shut down, at least regarding her mother. She felt like she was a burden on Y/N and as if she was invalidating everything Y/N had been through by venting to her about her mother.

You noticed Emily's shutdown fairly quickly. You stopped hearing anything about Emily's mother and, whenever you asked about it, Emily would quickly change the topic. You didn't know what to do other than give her space and let her come to you when she was ready. Anything else felt like a violation of her privacy.

They both operated like this for a while. Y/N avoided the topic in order to respect Emily's wishes and Emily avoided it to protect Y/N. It would all resolve itself, right?

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About 3 months after Emily stopped talking about her mother, you found her crying in the bathroom. It had been a pretty common occurrence near the beginning of your relationship before she opened up, but it was the first time it had happened in the past few months. What had done this?

You quickly sat down next to her and brought her into your arms, leading her through some breathing exercises and saying anything you could think of to ease the pain that was radiating off of her.

She calmed down after about a minute or so. She quickly wiped away any tears and blew her nose in order to look slightly presentable. She knew she was gonna have to talk about this, she just really didn't want to.

"Em, baby, what's up?" You had learned early on into your relationship with Emily that asking 'what's wrong' is not the way to get a real conversation out of her. Even if nothing was wrong, it made her feel like something had to be wrong. Anything she said following those words was rehearsed and fake beyond belief.

"Nothing, it's nothing." It was definitely something. Emily had just gotten off of the phone with her mother. She was going on and on about how Emily was a 'disappointment', how she 'didn't reach the expectations her mother had worked so hard for her to reach', and how 'she left and never looked back, almost as if her mother didn't exist.' Emily usually tried to not let it get to her but since she couldn't talk to you, she didn't know how to cope. She had relied on your help for so long that she forgot how to deal with it herself.

Emily got up off of the floor and went back into the bedroom to get clothes so she could take a shower. She needed more time to think before she could convince you that she was okay. She needed to force herself to be fine.

You followed not far behind, insistent on helping her through whatever it was that was bothering her. You hated seeing her like this. You wished you could take all of her pain away and take it upon yourself just so she never had to feel like this ever again.

"Emily, can you please just wait a minute? Talk to me baby. I can't help if you don't talk to me." Emily hated you so much in this moment. She hated how perfect you were. She hated how those simple words made her want to tell you everything right then.

"It's no big deal. I'm gonna go take a shower." She grabbed the clothes she had picked out, kissed you on the cheek, and made a beeline towards the bathroom. You were on her tail in no time and grabbed her arm. You turned her around to face you, grabbed the clothes she was carrying and sat them on the bed, and interlaced your fingers with hers.

"Baby, if it's bothering you enough to bring you to tears then it is a big deal. Talk to me. I just wanna help." The dam broke. Emily collapsed into heart-wrenching sobs, you quickly following her to the floor and catching her before she got hurt. You helped her settle against your torso, her face cuddled into your neck. You let her cry for a few minutes, happy she was letting herself feel her emotions rather than ignoring them. She took a minute to sit with you and just feel all of the emotions she had been denying herself over the past few months. Slowly, she got to where she was able to get a few words out.

"It's my mom. S-She called me earlier and t-told me I was a disappointment and that s-she expected better f-from me. I just f-feel bad, you know? I grew up and I m-moved on and, I-I just feel like she d-deserves a better d-daughter." Your heart broke. You had heard some of the things Emily's mother had to say in the past, some even worse than this. You hated this. You hated that her mother knew the exact way to get under her skin. You hated that she was bottling all of this up rather than talking it out.

"Baby, you know she's just jealous, right? She's jealous that you went out and made something of yourself without her help. She's jealous that you're happy, especially since her coldhearted self barely even knows the meaning of the word." Emily somehow managed a giggle through the tears. She was so happy she had you. No one else in the world could ever make her laugh when she was in this much pain.

"It's okay to grow up Em. It's okay to start your own family, to learn who you are. You're amazing. You're the farthest from a disappointment that anyone could ever be. You're my hero, Em. Don't let her take that away from you." You could feel Emily's breathing returning to normal, the sniffles becoming less frequent until they stopped completely. She slowly raised her head off of your shoulder and looked into your eyes. She always managed to look at you like you were the only two people in the world. Even when your sick with a red nose, snot running down your face, and puffy cheeks. She never fails to make you feel loved, even when you should be the one comforting her.

"Thanks Y/N/N. I needed that." You quickly brought her back into your chest for another hug. You both needed it at this point.

"Baby, why have you been bottling all of this up? I'm always happy to tell you how amazing you are. I love it even." Emily looked down at her hands and started picking at her nails. It's one of her nervous habits. You quickly pulled her hands apart and leaned your head down, trying to catch her eyes. She finally looked up at you and her face made your heart break even more, if that was even possible.

"I just- after you told me about everything you went through when you were younger, I thought that my stupid arguments with my mother were just that. Stupid arguments. I felt like I was invalidating everything you had been through by complaining about my erratic mother." In that moment, you swore you could never love someone as much as you love her. She sacrificed her comfort for yours. You had no idea how you got so lucky.

"Em, no. We both have been through some pretty tough times in our life. We both need comfort. You shouldn't compare our trauma. Pain is pain, no matter who you are." Emily didn't even have to look at you to feel the generosity in your eyes. She can't believe she denied herself this comfort for so long. She was so lucky to have you.

"You're right. You always are." You grinned back at her, muttering a damn right before she leaned in to kiss you. The kiss was gentle, more of a comfort than anything. She leaned back after a few minutes. She would kiss you forever if she didn't need air.

"Hey, what do you think about a bubble bath, takeout, and a movie?" Emily swore you had just read her mind.

"That sounds perfect. I love you Y/N."

"I love you more Emmy." She leaned in to kiss you, needing to be closer to you. She doesn't know what she would do without you, her little ray of sunshine. She didn't even want to think about it.

"I promise you, that's not possible."

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tagging a few mutuals:

@benedictsmuse @just-an-enby-in-a-trench-coat @deadravenclaw @goldensonlyangel @hotchgan

#tw family issues #cw family #emily prentiss x reader #emily prentiss fanfiction #emily prentiss #criminal minds x reader #emily prentiss oneshot

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jksprincess10 · 4 months

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Sad holiday post I guess

I hate how christmas is a fight every year to get away from people I don't want to see while my mom gaslights me to see my family. I keep repeating her that I don't want to see my uncle, just her (which is a lot already) and my grandparents. I think i'm gonna end up visiting my grandparents and no one else.

I was almost no contact with her and I'm starting to think I should go back to that because she never listens.

To top it off, we lost someone in my stepmom's family (we are close) and my dad is heartbroken. I've never seen him this sad.

#tw family issues #personal #tw loss

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anti-endo-haven · 18 days

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TW: Shitty family, abuse, self harm mention and violence

I fucking HATE the body's family

The dad is abusive and an asshole. You close a door just a bit too loud and you're angry. You don't notice you've missed something in the task he asked you and now you (apparently) only think about video games. You also get yelled at at least once, twice if you're lucky(/sar) and if you really messed up that day it can be more. Big fight? Get hit behind the head. (No wonder why tubbo hits us on the head and do other types of self-harm almost every time we get yelled at)

The grandma #1 is dangerously and toxicly sarcastic. You talk about your special interests? "I'm sure your mom is SOOOO interested about *special interest*" You show her art your proud of? "You should put more effort into that/I don't see what's so great about it"

The grandma #2 is homophobic and toxic towards the dad and the mom.

The big half brother isn't toxic per say, but he knows how bad our dad is, he lived with him since he was 6. And he's a social worker. Like damn do something fucker.

The mom isn't that bad but when she yells at us 9 times out of 10 we split.

The big half sister is the only actually fine person

(all uncles are homophobic to different levels)

(all cousins are fine(?))

Anyways I genuinely would punch grandma #1 (who lives with us) and stab and kill the dad.

I seem calm because I had time to calm down but I am still super pissed at all of them -Mangle (Anger holder) from 🌈🎥

Valid reasons to be pissed. I hope things can get better or you’re able to get away from them soon. Sorry for a short response. Proud of you, though.

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mariaofhatchettown · 23 days

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The Phone Call.

Maria knew she was going to be yelled at by her Baba. He had expectations for her. High expectations.

She hadn't gone home yet. They hadn't seen the damage yet. They kept calling and texting her.

'Come home Maria'

'Maria where are you?'

'Vieni a casa adesso, Maria'

She was scared. Scared to face the disappointment. The lectures. The worry.

She sighed, clicking the button to answer the phone. Bringing it up to her ear, Baba's frantic Italian speech bombarded her ears.

"Perché stai entrando in delle lotte, bambina? Sei di meglio!"

Why are you getting into fights child? You're better than that!

"Baba, mi stavo difendendo!"

Baba, I was defending myself!

"La scuola ha detto che hai attaccato per primo!"

The school said you attacked him first!

"Baba, crede a me, non alla scuola - per favore, per favore!"

Baba believe me, not the school- please Baba please!

"Torna a casa, ora! Siamo preoccupati. Tua Mami è stata in pezzi. Cos'è successo alla nostra ragazza? Stavi un volta bravo ragazza. Che è successo?"

Come home now Maria! We are worried about you. Your Mami has been in shambles. What happened to our little girl? You were such a good girl once. What happened?

"Enough! Enough Baba. I wanna talk to Mami."

Her body was aching. Standing was progressively becoming more difficult. She needed to go home at some point. She couldn't crash at Eliza's again. Her mind was running through ideas when her mothers voice crash through the phone.

"Maria! My baby daughter are you okay? Why would you even try to fight that Jagerman boy? Mi bambina come home, let us take care of you. He hurt you, let Mami fix it for you"

Her mothers voice was dripping with honey- too sweet to be completely sincere. It made Maria nauseous.

"Mami, I'm with...with a friend right now. I'll be home soon I promise."

Her mother sighed through the phone, sounding like she was on the verge of tears. "Angel I need you home now- I need to see what he did to you!" then the sweetness turned rancid as she threatened, "If you aren't home in 15 minutes, I will find you and I will drag you home by the fucking hair. Do you understand me Maria Caterina?"

The girl took a deep breath and nodded, though her mother couldn't see that.

"okay, Mami. I'll see you soon."

"Good! I love you sweetheart!"

"love you."

Her mother hung up the phone. Maria fought tears.

#hatchetfield oc #filler #tw family issues #oc angst #:]#maria lore #tw manipulation #tw mental abuse #tw emotional abuse #🫶💕

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