“ So, wedding preparations. I honestly have NO idea where to start... so I’m coming to you. Teach me your WAYS. ”
( @diaryofhysterics hit the HEART. )
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“ So, wedding preparations. I honestly have NO idea where to start... so I’m coming to you. Teach me your WAYS. ”
( @diaryofhysterics hit the HEART. )
❦ - obviously the couple the dc/marvel crossover universe needs.
YOU ARE SO RIGHT. i’m pumped about this i’m so excited to see where it goes.
@diaryofhysterics
the last experience jessica had with therapy ended with her reciting street names to herself whenever her PTSD began acting up. the method had been HOPELESS in calming in her down - it might’ve even made things worse, but now it was a habit that she couldn’t seem to shake. needless to say, being within the confines of a therapy office again put her on edge. the investigator held a picture of a brunette haired girl within her fingertips. “i’m looking for this woman. heard she might’ve been one of your old patients. have you seen her?”
your frank gives me all the feels and admiration all the time. feels is for how well you write all the perspectives and such, the admiration that i know you as a friend and a writer. keep up the good work, tiger. xoxox
what i like about you ‖ accepting
~ i think you’re just trying to butter me up for something! (no really though) thank you so much. You’re far too kind. BUT– dude seriously there’s nothing at all to admire. I’m a total putz.
Seated in the corner of damp & cold cell huddled in a corner with knees pressed against bare chest locks of hair clung to his forehead wet from the spray from rain speeing from the cracks of the iron bar window. Jack was contemplating on the moment as to how & why he had ended up here. Viewing self as a monster - losing himself transforming into a creature - a werewolf only two weeks ago but was provoked by a few members of a gang. It was a mistake to come to this city - to seek out a new life - trying to be isolated & alone was difficult always having to run from city to city until the Batman was able to stop the wolf - only after the wolf had uncontrollably torn & mutilated the members flesh. Did Jack feel remorse for those killings yes. Remembering that he had pleaded to the Knight in the mask to allow him to disappear - telling him it would only be worse if Jack were to be locked away - if he were to lose control again due to being provoked or if their was a full moon it would be hell in Arkham. Head tilted up hearing banging on the cell door as guard spoke through small window of the cell door.” You have a visitor. A doctor is here to see you.” Guard opened the door Jack stood up. Guard approached him with gring on his face, shoving Jack against wall - cheek hitting concrete as guard checked him thoroughly - repeatedly shoving him against wall - it felt intentional. The guard took a few steps back - slowly turning body as brown hues came across a person who looked to be a doctor - she looked familiar. Soon eyes diverted down.
@diaryofhysterics
“I got no one to talk to…”
BO BURNHAM: MAKE HAPPY MEME ( no longer accepting )
“ Don’t you have CO-WORKERS who would be willing to HEAR you out? I’m hardly a therapist, Dr. Quinzel. ”