THAT IS NOT "✨💖BABYGIRL💖✨"

THAT IS AN

EXTREMELY

and I want to be clear on this

EXTREMELY TRAUMATIZED

42 YEAR OLD MAN

WHEN IT HURTS TO ADMIT IT Prompts

⟡ “I don’t know when I stopped feeling like myself, but I know it wasn’t all at once.”

⟡ “I keep waiting to miss this life more than I hate it.”

⟡ “I don’t even know if I’m sad or just tired of pretending I’m not.”

⟡ “You ever wake up and realize you’re living a life you didn’t mean to choose?”

⟡ “I don’t hate you. I just don’t recognize who I am around you anymore.”

⟡ “I thought if I ignored it long enough, it would go away. It didn’t.”

⟡ “I’m not asking you to fix it. I just need you to stop telling me it’s fine.”

⟡ “I keep telling myself this is enough, but it never sounds convincing.”

⟡ “I don’t know what I want, I just know this isn’t it.”

⟡ “I’m scared that if I stop, everything I’ve been holding together will fall apart.”

⟡ “I don’t want to leave. I just don’t want to stay like this.”

⟡ “I don’t feel brave. I feel cornered.”

⟡ “Every time I say I’m okay, something in me flinches.”

⟡ “I don’t know how to explain this without sounding ungrateful.”

⟡ “I keep thinking there has to be more than just getting through the day.”

⟡ “I don’t trust myself to make a decision because what if I regret all of them?”

⟡ “I don’t know who I’d be if I wasn’t needed all the time.”

⟡ “I thought being strong would feel different than this.”

⟡ “I don’t want to disappear. I just want the noise to stop.”

⟡ “I don’t know how to ask for help without feeling like I failed.”

⟡ “I keep hoping something will force my hand so I don’t have to choose.”

⟡ “I don’t know how to leave without hurting someone.”

⟡ “I don’t want to be the reason everything changes.”

⟡ “I don’t know if I’m scared of losing this or scared of keeping it.”

⟡ “I feel like I’m watching my own life instead of living it.”

⟡ “I don’t know how much longer I can carry this and still call it living.”

⟡ “I keep thinking tomorrow I’ll feel different. Tomorrow keeps showing up the same.”

⟡ “I don’t know if I’m asking for permission or forgiveness.”

a quick Oswald portrait for my dear @lord-emerson

This is a couple of weeks old but I just saw it and holy shit I'm cackling

Matthew really popped in the comments ready to go to war for his murder husbands ship

Hey man, I saw your living weapon staring at its reflection. You might wanna get that looked at

Consequences of Magic Use

• accelerated aging
• anxiety and a constant feeling of dread
• disorientation / blurred vision
• bones cracking and breaking
• bruising around hands and arm
• burn marks on palms and finger tips
• cognitive decline / memory lapses
• debilitating migraines
• exhaustion / fatigue
• eyes reddening when veins pop
• greying hair due to strain / eyes losing vibrancy
• joint, muscle and limb pain
• losing hair, teeth and finger nails
• loss of body heat / constantly freezing
• nose bleeds / ear bleeds
• numbness / slowed reflexes / brain fog
• requiring a lot more nutrition and rest
• sensitive eyes and ears / raspy, raw voice
• twitches and muscle spasms
• weakened immune system

Post-Rescue Aftermath Scenarios

-> Collapsing into the arms of the one who found them, refusing to let go.

-> Still flinching at sudden movements, even safe in their own bed.

-> Whispering “don’t leave” as soon as the room goes quiet.

-> Waking up in fresh clothes, not remembering how they got changed.

-> Sitting under a blanket, staring at the floor while someone gently cleans cuts and bruises.

-> Curling against the caretaker’s chest, finally sobbing when the danger is over.

-> Whispered nightmares, caretaker brushing damp hair back, whispering: “you’re home.”

-> Falling asleep in the middle of eating, too drained to finish.

-> Repeating “I’m sorry” over and over, even when no one asked.

-> Pushing away hands at first, then clutching them like a lifeline.

-> Freezing at their reflection, not recognizing the face staring back.

-> Caretaker carrying them from the car to the house, weight limp but safe.

-> Bandages, hot tea, and silence — the kind of silence that feels like peace instead of fear.

-> Finally asking, in a broken voice: “It’s really over, right?”

characters raised to be tools

1. Weapons. Trained, tested, forged in steel and fire. Failure is an inevitability that ends in death. Pain should not be felt--it should be recognized, familiar, and inconsequential
2. Martyrs. In the form of servants and princes, of leaders and underdogs. If blood is necessary, the martyr will lift their hands and offer it all
3. Shields. Like tempering a sword, but only to bear and not to lash out. Wounds are medals--not symbols of pride, but symbols of worth. A pretty shield is useless; scars mean a job well done
4. Experiments. Raised on the cold comfort of a lab table. Restraints are only necessary when they're not in their right mind. Is it honorable, to be twisted beyond recognition? Or is it just a necessary evil?
5. Monsters. Cruelty, caution, and regarding one as a creature beyond reasonable thought is tempering in its own right. But if you keep a leash at the right length, perhaps the massecre won't reach you. One can hope.
6. Idols. Pretty face, pretty name, pretty hands around their shoulders and throat. There to seduce, manipulate, force any feeling to come to the surface and twist it to their favor. Any genuinity stays locked behind the guilded cage that surrounds their pretty little heart
7. Trophies. Status and wealth and the traditions that keep someone at their heels, on their knees, to display and serve and decorate one's ballroom.
8. Sacrifices. Drenched in honorable clothes, prepared and adored and cleansed. The gift of hope at the cost of one's life. Is it taken with no fight? How can you escape the ropes you were born in?

My boyfriend makes a delicious stew that has three different types of carbs in it and it's delicious and having a bowl makes me spend the next four hours trying to fight a nap. Potion of Shut The Fuck Up.

'old friend' is about the homosexualest thing you can call somebody. you might as well be fingering them