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topsyturvy-turtely · 2 months
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THANK GOD FOR FANDOMS.
thank god for books. thank god for movies. thank god for tv shows. thank god for music. thank god for fanfiction. thank god for fanart.
thank god for fandoms.
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d3c3as3d3l1 · 7 months
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Why have therapy when you can have Sprolden? And Solitaire? And beloved Tori Spring? And amazing Michael Holden?
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feral-and-or-horny · 2 years
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A big hot lady with a deep voice being condescendingly sweet to me wouldn't fix me, but it would probably shut off my brain and tbh that's good enough
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cazzythefrogking · 6 months
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i think remus would forgive sirius pretty soon after the prank. He'd want to leave so bad but... he just needed them. Sirius was the one that was always there. Sirius was the one that made him happiest. And he told himself, it was just a mistake. Sirius made a mistake, and everyone does sometimes, right? So he forgave them. He hated them, but he forgave them. The hurt would go away eventually, right? So he let himself love sirius again.
And months went by, and he was still hurting. But the wound was still fresh, right? He needed to give it time. A few more months. Or a few more years.
But he still hurt and hurt and hurt. He couldnt stop hurting. He couldn't forget. But he stayed. Because Sirius stayed with him, even if remus hurt him. He had to return the favor, right?
And they stayed together. And they planned a future together. But remus didnt know if he even wanted it. But Sirius was trying to be better, to be less hurtful, to be less reckless. He was trying. It was just a mistake, right? He's sorry, right?
And after all, who else could want him? No one had before. Sirius was his only chance at a happy ending. He was his only hope
And so he stayed
It was too late to leave
And he didnt want to be alone
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rinny-rae · 3 months
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I am obsessed with Gortash's psychological/emotional development throughout his life so uh yea, here's a writeup no one asked for
Part 1 - pre HoH
Early Childhood (toddler to 8 yo)
Family life
As a little kid he started out affectionate, cuddly & eager to please as most kids are.
His parents were cold toward him and would snap at him for seeking physical comfort and doing normal kid things. They were overly critical and harsh in correcting his "bad" behaviors. They weren't outright abusive as in they didn't beat/berate him for it's own sake. However, they didn't want or like children in general. Their marriage was that of convenience and their parenthood was an obligation. They were authoritarian - dismissive at best, outright hostile at worst when he voiced his ideas and opinions. This caused him to become increasingly quiet and awkward around other people since it didn't exactly nurture healthy self esteem.
Gortash was a precocious, curious kid. His parents, of course, didn't appreciate or encourage his budding intellect. They took his cleverness as an affront and outright disrespect. As he got a older, he learned to suppress his affectionate nature & withdrew into his "hobbies". This furthered the emotional disconnect between him and his parents as now they began to see him as sullen, defiant and, eventually, hateful.
Hobbies
These were twofold & fed into one another.
He learned that he didn't enjoy spending time around his parents and turned avoiding them and his household responsibilities into a game. He got quite good at sneaking away and hiding.
Since his parents had such disproportionately negative reactions to the smallest transgressions, he also learned to lie. At first he lied in a genuine effort to avoid punishment but eventually started to have fun with it and push things further to see how much he could get away with.
He spent most of his free time exploring the world around him. His interest in how things work is apparent even this early in life. He didn't have access to a formal education or many resources. It would be cute if he had some mentor adult in his life that taught him & showed him sciency stuff but that's more of a writing prompt than headcannon.
He delighted in taking things apart to see how they worked. That, of course, translated to some rather morbid pursuits. Let's just say he played with a lot of insects and small animals and leave it at that.
Initially he didn't understand that he was hurting living beings but as he got older, he began to find his acts of cruelty cathartic. He also began to savor the power he held over his play things and used it to feign a semblance of control over his own unstable life.
Friendships
I'd love to hear what others have to say about this cause my own ideas are all over the place.
My first instinct is to say he had no close friends his own age. Lower city had no formal daycare/kindergartens/schools afaik so he wouldn't be in any environment with a bunch of other children. Instead, he would interact with whoever was in the vicinity of the family's shop. That would have exposed him to kids all different ages. Also, I think he was shy and awkward which didn't lend itself to making friends easily.
Did he get bullied by older children? Did he meet durge and/or tav when both of them were young? Did he get in a lot of fights? Did he have adults that took care of him and mentored him? So many wonderful possibilities.
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koboldisnotfree · 9 months
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"Idk, i panicked!"
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My sillies, i love them♡
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morethanawarning · 4 months
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twinker-bell-sparkles · 5 months
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So I’m getting called out by another Steddie fanfic.
"Steve."
"Yes?"
"It's not a burden to love you, baby."
Steve stilled.
Like holy shit, pulling at my heart strings
The fic is called “Crazier Shit has Happened Little Bird.” By BatsBratsandBarebedWire on AO3
And shit man I love this fic so much. It has 15 chapters so far
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serpentsirenn · 6 months
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i called my mom
to tell her something i was excited about
we ended up only talking about her
she told me my grandma needs to see a psychiatrist
i told her i already knew
she needs one almost as bad as my dad needs one
no one needs one more than my mother
tears well in my eyes
every time i hear her brush off her trauma
the things done to her were evil
but she speaks of the yowling of the cat in the background of our call
and atrocities of an ugly woman in her meeting tonight
i could say i miss who she used to be
but by the time i existed
it was in a sense already too late
i remember those elementary nights
i spent cleaning in a frenzy
hunched over hands and knees
sobbing at the overflowing closet in the front of our house
for hours
medals of honor,
half deflated soccer balls for much smaller feet,
and shoes with no sole mates
would fly through the air—
i blue face screamed at the objects
that had no home besides the shame filled closet
i spilled everything wide open
a bloody mess on the fresh hardwood
and i was disappointed.
i thought if i could fix them
they would love me more
the way i needed them to
and i was disappointing.
no one had time for deep cleaning
exhausted bones
trapped by weathered brains
had nothing left to give
when the working day was done
it all got pushed back in, as far as it could shove
and it was the mess they didn’t have time for
but it was me
i made the mess
i was born from the mess
and the mess is still with us now
but i never stopped fighting it
the hatred filled my mouth with a copper rust taste
it sent me down a year or two of a pin straight path
and now, as my bones grow fragile with use
my last defense is indifference
during our phone call tonight
when my mom told me it was my responsibility
i told her no
it never was.
-sara goodrich
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sappho333 · 7 months
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therapy is hundreds of dollars but using my brothers amazon account to rewatch good omens every night is free
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cxrrxdedcxffin · 2 years
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no. i don’t need therapy.
i just need to have sex with Eddie Munson 🙄✋🏼
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yoursecho · 3 months
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no one will believe me if i say i won't binge watch percy jackson every month till the second season comes out
so, season one huh? damn. i hate how much high hopes i'm having. the movies gave me trust issues and the series is just breaking my cages like im scared to feel so happy-
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holywhorror · 2 months
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i have therapy in like 7 minutes but i should be getting cock instead!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAA!!!!!
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cursedbyrey · 11 hours
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Gazing into the mirror while muttering ‘Jeff the killer would have loved you.’
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sleepkey · 8 months
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i want a hush so bad but idk what size
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technology is amazing
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penofsteele · 23 days
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Feeling depressed might watch opla again (<<has seen it 6 times)
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