i actually suffer from this

Dorm Disorder (Chapter 1) 🌙

A/N: I’m going to put a trigger warning on this entire story because this series isn’t going to be all sunshine and rainbows. It’s about mental illnesses, abusive parents, cigarettes and alcohol, so don’t say I didn’t warn you! x

Character Appearance: OCs, Kris, Kai, Chanyeol, Luhan, Baekhyun, Amber

Warnings: Mentions of bipolar disorder, cigarettes, alcohol, self-harm

Word Count: 10,215

Soundtrack: Let Me Stay By Your Side // Luhan

NOTES FOR UPDATE: 100

Originally posted by fyeahluhan

Illnesses aren’t a joke. Mental illnesses, especially. Take it from someone who is actually suffering from it. I didn’t ask for any of this. I didn’t ask for my dad to leave us, I didn’t ask for my mum to be an ex-junkie, I didn’t ask to be claustrophobic and I especially didn’t ask to suffer from bipolar disorder.

My name is Ciara and I’m nineteen years old. To be blunt, I’m a fuck-up. Period. I was never a perfect little ass-licker like every goddamn girl out there in the world. Instead, I’m the exact opposite; I have cuts on my wrists, I smoke, my family is in a mess and my head is spinning round the globe with so many thoughts. Oh, and my best friends are my violin and my mum. I was a floater for the longest time, always spending time with my mum who is an ex-junkie like I said. Now don’t point fingers and start calling her a bad influence and shit. Sure, she’s the woman who went through so much and turned to drugs when it got so rough that she just wanted to kill herself. But, she’s also the woman who raised me up from nothing and kicked her drug addiction just for me and taught me how to live without anyone, a lesson learnt after my father left. My life was pretty messed-up for a long time…until one day, I walked into my therapist’s office and saw him sitting in the waiting room.

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“Another great issue of RHATO that builds on the previous issues but also Jason’s overall history in the DC universe. Jason’s time in Arkham and the skills he learned there to cope with his trauma come into play in a major way while his relationships with everyone are tainted by his experiences with Bruce. One of my favorite things about the issue is how it shows that Jason is very much the heart of RHATO, and not just because his name comes first. He cares for his team, even if they don’t realize that they are a team yet. It’s astounding when you think about Jason’s background and all the truly awful things that have happened to him and it’s what makes this book stand out. Yes, almost every hero in the DC universe has had some epically bad trauma but few have been through the brutality that Jason has endured on both a physical and emotional level and still find it in themselves to give a damn about the world around them. That he does is pretty phenomenal and makes the character, and the book, one of the more complex and truly heroic ones out there.”

-Reviewer, Belleburr

photo op! (saeran x mc/reader)

summary: all you wanted was a cute couple selfie for your lock screen.

rating: 10+ (super mild sexual situations?)

notes: once upon a time, there was a niku who was working on another fic, but she got a small case of writer’s block and decided to write something else for a bit in hopes it would help. what i actually wrote was this as well as a little bit for the continuation for the halloween fic. but then one thing led to another and here we are. i hope it’s not too incoherent and you guys enjoy. 

ps. i s2g i’ll write pure fluff for saeran one day but that day is not today.also i still blame @fabicchi


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repressed crushes 

Things that only SPN fandom can understand:
  • “Oh my Chuck!”
  • “Carry on my wayward soOOOOOon” means “somebody’s gonna die”
  • “Adam? Who the fuck is Ad- Ooooh, right!”
  • “It’s just a car!”: fandom screaming
  • “Why does everyone have to die!?”
  • Lucifer and Death are good guys
  • Metatron is not.
  • Don’t get stuck on tuesday
  • “How can Sam get wifi everywhere?”
  • “It’s funnier in enochian”
  • Dean is the pizzaman
  • There are a lot of ways to say “I love you”
  • Twist and Shout
  • “How can this cast be so fucking attractive!?”
  • God is bisexual
  • Thinking “I kinda miss the apocalypse”
  • “I can dig Elvis”: fandom heartbreak
  • “Bitch”, “Jerk”, “Idiot”, “Assbutt”.
  • Your social life ended with “Dad’s on a hunting trip, and he hasn’t been home in a few days”
  • “I usually suffer from insomnia” actually means “I usually spend the night reading Destiel fanfictions”
  • “Why do I still watch this show?”
I suffer from depression and anxiety, and having a show and having a character that portrays a young woman who is dealing with that and the consequences of it — how it affects her friendships and her relationships with her mom and her sister — it’s beautiful to see that. Someone who’s seemingly so perfect on the outside is very much broken on the inside and trying to piece themselves back together.
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Requested By: @mjnisanairdot

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With one last desperate arc of your blade, the vampire’s head rolled off and fell to the ground along with its collapsing body. Sam clapped you on the back with a broad smile and his congratulation on the tip of his tongue, but all excitement dropped from his face when he met your eyes.

The air had been sucked from your lungs. You clutched onto his arm for support, an iron grip, but that did nothing to help your struggling lungs. An invisible force seemed to have wrapped itself around your chest and all you could only manage to gasp in little spurts of air.

“Where’s your inhaler?” Sam asked, worry laced in his voice.

“Impala,” you wheezed after another short gasp. Sam turned to give directions to Dean, but he had already taken off running. 

You slid into Sam, your legs feeling weak and you head spinning. He had a grip on both your arms and helped you sink to the ground. His form crouched in front of you, an urgency in his voice, “Focus on me, alright? Breathe with me.”

He took long, deep breaths, and you tried to match them but your lungs seemed to spasm, struggling to stop gasping for air. You were drowning. The dozens of monsters you’ve hunted couldn’t kill you but your own damn asthma could cripple you at any moment.

“Hold in there, just a little longer,” Sam reassured you. You kept your eyes on his lips, struggling to mimic the pace of his exhale.

Dean burst into the room, tossing your inhaler to Sam, who then pressed it into your palm and against your lips.

in light of that one interview i just want this scene
  • corrupted jasper writhing on the ground or s/t: we all get what we deserve, I deserved for this to happen
  • garnet, sitting placidly cross-legged on her shoulder: the hilarious thing is that's completely true but not for any of the reasons you think

Ah, yes, my favorite Bump songs:

“I realized I was bad at walking”

“Your dreams are now garbage but are they burnable garbage?”

“I’m having an existential crisis on a train”

“You left on a plane and I’m screaming endlessly”

“The inspirational blues-singing cat has DIED and so you CANNOT WASTE A SINGLE SECOND OF YOUR LIFE”

“Even if you forget this pain it’ll never disappear!!!! ft. Hatsune Miku”

and, of course

“大我慢大会”

Meanie

Peter Parker x Reader

Request/Summary: a peter Parker imagine where peter has been ignoring the reader and she gets really sad and depressed about it. And then he notices this and comes to comfort you by knocking on the window and then have a really deep convo.

Warnings: Mentions of depression and medication. 

A/N: STOP AND READ THIS PLEASE! I actually suffer from depression, anxiety, and OCD. So I am really, really, really sorry if someone gets offended by the way this is depicted. I drew from my personal experience a tad and if anyone has anything against the way I wrote this, please message me. So sorry for anything I did wrong!

Originally posted by castlewyvern

Traditionally speaking, relationships didn’t work this way. Although, traditionally speaking, girls didn’t date Spiderman. As much as you loved Peter, you weren’t sure how much you loved Spider-Man. 

It took away from the couple time, which itself was rare. When you did see him in school, it wasn’t as though you could make out with him or fall asleep in his arms while Star Wars played on the TV. 

As time went on, you noticed you both drifted apart more and more. The special bond you had started to slip through your fingers like water and the more you tried to grab it, the more you felt it leaving you. 

You sat on your bed, wrapped up in a blanket. Your eyes were locked onto the TV screen, which featured the Amazing Spider-Man, fighting off some bank robbers or something. It just made you feel even more sad. 

You could hear your mom in the kitchen, scraping food off dishes and shoving leftovers into the fridge. You’d excused yourself early and she didn’t make any move to stop you. 

Yahoo answers advised you to eat ice cream and cry. Although crying was the last thing you really wanted to do. So, you’d opted for ice cream. 

You stumbled out and grabbed the entire carton. “Sweetie?” your mom asked. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” you mumbled, taking a spoon. “Alright,” she said warily. “Goodnight.”

“Night,” you replied quietly, elbowing the bedroom door open. The air swirling in through the open window made you shiver. You quickly went over to shut it and as you’d gone to lock it up, a figure jumped down onto the fire escape. 

You squealed, seizing the spoon as a weapon as you peered outside. 

“What the hell,” you grumbled, setting down your comfort food and opening the window again. “What are you doing?” you demanded, sticking your head out the window. 

Peter pulled off his mask and smiled at you. “I came to see you,” he said softly. “You’re brother called me and told me you weren’t doing so well.”

You huffed, crossing your arms over your chest. “Micah needs to learn to keep secrets,” you mumbled. “What’s wrong?” he asked, climbing into the room. 

“Nothing,” you said. “I’m fine.” He narrowed his eyes at you. “You only say that when you’re not fine.” You rubbed your cold arms. “I’m peachy,” you corrected. “Can you close the window, please?”

He nodded and you sat on the bed, watching him. “Tell me what’s wrong,” Peter sighed, sitting beside you. His brown hair was ruffled sweetly, allowing you a perfect view of his brown eyes and long lashes. 

“I’m just a bit sad,” you told him. “It’s really nothing.” He frowned. “Have you been taking your medicine?” he asked. “Yes,” you lied, averting your eyes. “You mean no,” he sighed. “[Y/n], how long have you been off of them?”

You looked up at the light fixtures, tilting your head side to side as you thought. “Couple of weeks.”

“Weeks?!” he exclaimed. You put a finger on his lips, eyes wide with warning. “My mom and Micah are home,” you told him. “Sorry,” he mouthed. You pulled away and reached for your ice cream. “I just forgot and didn’t bother to take them again,” you explained. 

“Is there something else you aren’t telling me?” he asked worriedly. 

Peter was always the person you confided in, besides your therapist. You trusted him dearly and he returned the feeling. He was always there for you and there wasn’t a version of your life you could dream of that didn’t include him. 

“Do you still love me?” you whispered. His eyes went wide. “Of course I do!” he quickly said. “Why would you think that I don’t?”

You shrugged. “I dunno…it’s just like. Well. It’s like, uh.” You became a stuttering mess. You’d never done so well with straight out saying “Hey, I have a fucking problem.”

“You sorta have been acting like we’re not…you know, dating.”

Peter bit his lip. “Oh, my god. I’m so sorry.” He took your hand to his, placing kisses on your knuckles. 

You sat there, a blushing mess. 

It was a shock to you that Peter could display such prominent and affectionate kisses towards you when you had ratty, unbrushed hair that sat in a messy knot on the crown of your head, the same pair of pajamas you’d been wearing since Thursday, and your eyes had old makeup underneath. 

 “Are you okay?” he asked, pulling you into a frantic hug. “I didn’t mean to avoid you and make you feel like shit and also didn’t mean to ignore you and I also didn’t mean to avoid you and-”

You pulled away, giving him an amused look. “Okay, calm down and breathe,” you laughed. “You said ‘and’ about a million times. It’s okay, Pete. You have Spider-Man responsibilities. I’m not mad at you.” 

“But I’m mad at me,” he said with sad, wide eyes. “Don’t be,” you assured him. “I swear that I’m going to do everything in my power to make sure you feel better,” he declared. “What should we do first?” 

You looked at him. “Can we watch Star Wars?” 

He grinned at you. “Of course. I’m going to go home and change first.” He softly kissed you, leaving you in a daze. “Take your medicine,” he chastised, pulling on his mask and opening the window. “Also, save some ice cream for me.”


Basically Peter towards the end there:

Originally posted by zevadavid

Mogeko March Day 9 - Favourite Villain

lets be real here she’s probably the only villan that’s not a total douche bag

Now that the Koe no Katachi movie’s getting ever so closer to being release, we’re seeing more people getting into the series, and quite a few people reading the synopsis and nope’ing out of there because the Synopsis is quite bad at getting people into the series. Let’s clear some things up for those you’ve seen some art, but the Synopsis of the series turned you off

  1. Yes, the series does follow a character who bullied a deaf girl until she changed schools. What the synopsis leaves out is that the bullying takes place when they were 12. The main part of the series takes place when they are 18. This is not to excuse the bullying, the series never makes it looks like Shoya, or anybody else in the class was right for bullying Shoko. This is to justify the redemption. People change, and a mistake you made when you were a child should not completely destroy your life.
  2. You will want to backhand a 12 year old, maybe 3, in the first few chapters. This is less of a “fix a misunderstanding” and more of a heads up. 
  3. You hate little Shoya, I hate little Shoya, Shoya himself hates little Shoya. Odds are he hates himself more than you hate him.
  4. It should be noted that Shoya was not the only one to bully Shoko. He took it too far, but the rest of the class also took part in the bullying. 
  5. The series is by no means ableist. yes, a small deaf girl is bullied by the main character, but this is never presented in a positive light. Shoya’s life is literally ruined because of his actions and the story never pretends that anybody who bullied Shoko was ever in the right doing so.

I hope that this clears a few things up for those of you who were turned off of the series by reading the synopsis. Trust me, it’s actually a beautiful series, the synopsis just does a horrid job of getting new people into the series

It’s currently available in the manga section of Crunchyroll if you have a premium account and you can find it at Barnes and Noble, if you’re in the US at least.

Last 10mins

Only saw the last 10mins (maybe that was enough?)

But here is what I gathered:

  1. James Spader is amazing

  2. Janet is far more interesting than Tom. I rather see her redemption story.

  3. Keen2 Drama, aka. Longest launch into a series no one wants, aka, TPTB wet dream, aka a drama being sold on the back of a struggling series. Is boring as hell. I don’t know how many times I rolled my eyes or yawned in 2mins. But it was a lot.

  4. Harold!! Seriously?!? After all the shit Red did for Liz? Your going to pull this shit?? I’m actually very disgusted. I know all characters suffer heavily from amnesia - but are you fucking serious?!?

This is getting far to hard to watch and be any bit satisfying.

Crutch

Pairing: Atsushi x Dazai
Rating: Mostly SFW **Because I don’t trust myself <|D;;;**
Notes: I actually got this idea whilst suffering from a head cold as of late. LOL It got me thinking, “What would Dazai do if he had to take care of a sick Atsushi?” And so this story was born! Since you all really seemed to like my previous story ‘Wanted’, I hope you all like this one just as much! ^0^

                                                ~Crutch~

“Atsushiiiiiiii~” Dazai said, who had been constantly lightly tapping Atsushi’s head, which was face down on his desk, for 5 minutes. The boy didn’t really have it in him to ask Dazai to stop. Not because he didn’t want to, cause he did, but his head was throbbing. Normally he would tell Dazai to 'Knock it off!’ or just wait for Kunikida to say “'Stop tormenting everyone and get back to work!’ but he knew that wouldn’t do any good for the pain. Sadly it wasn’t just his head. His stomach was doing back flips, his throat was soar and dry, and to top it off he was pretty sure he had a fever. And it’s only Monday.

"Lucky me…”

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