Trespasser AU
everything is the same, except Lavellan has a glock
THE WAY I SNORTED
dirt enthusiast
noise dept.
YOU ARE THE REASON

Andulka

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PR's Tumblrdome
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

if i look back, i am lost
AnasAbdin
TVSTRANGERTHINGS

oozey mess
almost home

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ellievsbear
Sweet Seals For You, Always
RMH
One Nice Bug Per Day

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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@dalishvoid
Trespasser AU
everything is the same, except Lavellan has a glock
THE WAY I SNORTED
Page 4 Solas awakes to news. Was it all a dream??
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Page 3! <3
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Page 2
The plot thickens 😈
Page One
Post trespasser
Sa’Renan pleads to Solas one last time.
Maybe I’ll add the rest of how I imagine it?
Reblogs super appreciated! 💕
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Ar lath ma, vhenan
Post-Trespasser wedding tarot cards for my Lavellan and Solas (because I am delulu <3)
i found this today and for a moment i thought it was real
the way i snorted
~dawn clothing set (3 pieces)~ -
DAWN SET ↠ download on sim file share!
♥ base game compatible
♥ teen-elder
♥ 4 LODs
♥ original meshes
♥ feminine frame
♥ Sweater: 64 swatches
♥ Tank Top: 25 swatches (5 colours x 5 patterns)
♥ Jeans: 40 swatches
TOS: do not redistribute, reupload, or claim my cc as your own! recolour for personal use or upload with credit.
Support me on patreon!
Toadstool 🐸
i promise not all the swatches have frogs on them although, maybe they should tbh...
children, unisex
17 swatches (mix of paint splatter, plain, patched!)
2 versions (with & without the tied shirt!)
disabled for random townies!
properly tagged and all that jazz
compatible with most boots (not all knee length ones though)
CBT and Autism. A rant?
CBT often doesn't work on autistic people because we do not have an easy understanding of theory of mind, difficulty understanding and articulating concepts, difficulty with sensory issues, and difficulty with social interactions.
CBT doesn't work for trauma. A rant?
CBT is the hear and now approach when my issues stem all the way back to attachment styles as an infant and moving upwards from there.
Trauma physically changes the structure of your brain, especially when looking at developmental trauma or trauma that is happening in early childhood.
My mom tried to be my friend,I never learned discipline Got good at playing pretend, I swear that it's not my fault
I wish that I could rewind, wish I had another try To finally raise myself right, I swear that it's not my fault Got all this wasted potential, mommy said I was special
My crisis, existential, no, it's not my fault Now I depend on these meds to calm the thoughts in my head This is as sane as I get, oh no, it's not my fault
participation trophies-madelline
There's nothing wrong with my body "Fat" is not a dirty word
If my body tells me something I will make sure it is heard
If my body is a vessel I will give it what it needs
I will not betray my body No matter what they think of me
diet culture -brye
I could have dragged your name through the mud 'Cause you did everything that you could Made it impossible To like you, in the end kept my mouth shut I'm trying to be a good person
I didn't say All the things you did I could just say Protected your name But maybe I let a little slip 'Cause I'm bad But I could've been worse Maybe we should look on the bright side 'Cause I held back You'll get what you deserve If I really wanted to, baby I could ruin you Bad, but I could've been worse I really could've been worse
You should thank your lucky stars I don't like taking it too far If I did what I really want I'd hit you with my fucking car
i could have been worse - king mala
I put on my prettiest dress, And cry at my own birthday party. Don't I look like such a mess? I don't think I'm even sorry. My sob story. Disaster is my favorite compliment. I love my party dress.
I'm having a great time, Being the punchline Of my own joke. I think I'm gonna be fine This comedy of mine, I laugh so hard I choke.
punchline- king mala
Give it to your sister, your sister’s stronger See if she can hang on a little longer Who am I if I can’t carry it all? If I falter
Under the surface I hide my nerves and it worsens, I worry something is gonna hurt us Under the surface The ship doesn’t swerve as it heard how big the iceberg is Under the surface I think about my purpose, can I somehow preserve this?
Line up the dominoes A light wind blows You try to stop it tumbling But on and on it goes
But wait, if I could shake The crushing weight of expectations Would that free some room up for joy? Or relaxation? Or simple pleasure? Instead, we measure this growing pressure Keeps growing, keep going ‘Cause all we know is
Pressure like a drip, drip, drip, that’ll never stop, whoa Pressure that’ll tip, tip, tip, ’til you just go pop, whoa-oh-oh Give it to your sister, it doesn’t hurt and See if she can handle every family burden Watch as she buckles and bends but never breaks No mistakes, just
Pressure like a grip, grip, grip, and it won’t let go, whoa Pressure like a tick, tick, tick, ’til it’s ready to blow, whoa-oh-oh Give it to your sister and never wonder If the same pressure would’ve pulled you under Who am I if I don’t have what it takes? No cracks, no breaks No mistakes, no pressure
Surface Pressure- Jessica Darrow