I have another artwork I recently did for winter, but I was late for fall, so ain't no way that imma be early for winter. That would disrespect the ✨leaves✨.
Get ready, it's my best background yet 😈
I love Fuyumi but how could she just ignore Endeavor's abuse of Shouto? Like seriously???
He isolates, beats up, and just f*cking traumatized him and Fuyumi acts like they can be a perfectly normal functioning family???
He should be begging for their forgiveness, head pushed into the ground as a puddle of tears gather, absolutely desperate for a chance.
And they should give him that chance, because everyone deserves at least that.
But he doesn't deserve their forgiveness, not yet. Because abusers don't deserve forgiveness, changed people do.
Does anyone else keep adding things to reblog into drafts but never act rebloging it?
Chaos chaos something something behavior blah blah blah romance.
Ok so like I love romance don't get me wrong, I giggle and kick my feet reading romance all the time. But like does everything have to be romantic? Like I want my platonic and familiar love too. I Wana see cuddle piles between family, kisses on the forehead. Hugs between best friends, resting your feet on someone's lap when playing games.
Anyways I've been I to DC rn and batfamily be getting me rn.
Y'know if I had a nickel for every time I've ever had character lose an eye somewhere off screen and had to go through timeloops?
Siffrin from In stars and time.
And Time from Linked universe made by Jojo.
I would have two nickels. It's kinda neat that it happened twice.
Felt. Seen. Heard. Not to mention how guilt for commuting minor misdeeds and getting reprimanded feels like someone sticking hot iron in your central nervous system.
Like I know it’s not that big of a deal in the grand scheme of things, but before I spent almost a decade in therapy, shame and guilt and embarrassment were so visceral that the feeling was unbearable, beyond the point of a physical cringe, but to the degree that I felt the need to flee, to run and hide. Remove myself from whatever is causing the sensation post-haste.
They still are sometimes. Not often, but occasionally they still are.
Do you know how hard it is to “be yourself” when the very concept of potentially even feeling embarrassed reminds you of being splashed with boiling water? When I want to dance or sing, or feel or do something in front of people out of goofiness or joy, but the fear of feeling embarrassed at all stops you? The fear of a misstep? The fear of other people’s thoughts? The ones you can’t hear, but god, you know they’re there?
It’s awful.
Sometimes I wonder if I’ve ever been unapologetically myself outside of my room, if anyone has ever even truly seen me and my mind work like a clock made of glass, or if I present myself to the world as a shard of a shell, not even a sliver of who I am for fear of my own embarrassment.
see realistically i'm aware that people often block others for minor things that have no moral standing. this is a healthy and normal thing to do to curate your online experience. i do this myself. however, when i've been blocked by someone it's clearly because i've committed some deep immoral sin that they've uncovered and it's only a matter of time before it comes out and everyone turns against me for my horrible actions. obviously.
u ever seen sb so cute u js wanna eat them
anyone else hold every emotion until they can’t no more then have a rly bad depressive episode for a week & then go back to being yourself
or is it just me