let me puke

Thank you to the people messaging me your concerns about my absence on here.

To answer your questions–no I am not alright.

I am angry that Daenerys was taken from me while others get to wake up every day with a dog they don’t even want half the time.

I am bitter that others get to celebrate 7th birthdays with their dogs and Daenerys never got her 2nd birthday or Christmas.

I am learning to cope with my grief but I still carry it with me like a bad tattoo.

I am learning to breathe again, but I still choke more often than not.

I am learning to live with just her spirit beside me, but at the moment it haunts me more than it holds me.


Prompt Request #32 - Jordan Parrish

Requested by Anon

Jordan Parrish x Reader

3. “I love you”
18. “What do you think about babies?”

”Excuse me? Is Deputy Parrish around?” you shyly asks Sheriff Stilinski as you approach the front desk. He gently smiles towards you and leans forward.

”You know Y/N, it’s okay to call him Jordan around me.” he explains and you can’t help but giggle a bit. ”And yes, let me go find him for you.” then he turns around and goes into the office.

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Originally posted by jayfatuasian


Jay sat with his back against the headboard of your bed, phone in hand, and watched as you bustled about your bedroom. Every move you made wafted the scent of your perfume through the room. He sighed as he watched you dig through your closet and almost groaned as you pulled out the pair of heels he loved to see you in the most.

It just wasn’t fair.

“Why do your friends only plan nights out when I have a night off?” Jay whined.

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medicalists of any and all stripes around mental illness can choke honestly. oh yeah, let me go ahead and get diagnosed with DID or ptsd so that i can’t access transition-related surgeries or so they or my parents can shove me in some locked room and do whatever they want to me. or let me go and puke out my innermost pieces to some random ass “professional” who despises what he sees and sees it as a sickness or moral failing rather than a treasured gift or a symptom of abuse and margianalization.

i just _looovvveeee_ people who say shit like you need to be diagnosed by someone who doesn’t understand shit about you and promulgates systems that aim to erase you. or talk about coercive intervention as “for your own good”. i’m _happy_ for you that you can be safe around doctors who can view who you are clearly and will act in ways that heal you and serve your best interest (i’m lying lol, remember i just said i hope they choke)

but like… somewhere outside your impenetrable bubble of security for not being in the crosshairs of society, is everyone else who this society to varying degrees wants to murder. and a lot of us can’t safely, financially and/or beneficially access all those fancy resources you’re ever so cluelessly browbeating and condemning us for not using. and you could do a _damn_ lot more good if you directed all that high-and-mighty moral outrage towards actually making those resources serve us so that _we can_ utilize them when it helps us to do so rather than morally condemning people more vulnerable than you for not accessing resources that were never there for them.

I have this idea...

So I think it would be really cool to get 12 people (one of each zodiac sign) and have a group chat. The contact name would be your sign and we’d have conversations the way the zodiac would, if they’re really funny or something screenshots could be put on tumblr! If anyone is interested let me know!

Your character overhears mine vomiting, how do they react?

Do thing bring water? Walk away and pretend they didn’t hear anything? Sympathy puking?  Let me know!