#harm cw

[coulsonlives]

Whenever someone asks me to describe my anxiety, I just tell them to google Kerry Skarbakka because I know he's got my back

[the-serpentine-goddess]

Despite how emotional she was and how she hated to go to one of the places that reminded her of her pain more than anything, Valeriana returned to Gerudo Town as soon as she was able to keep herself from crying. She made her way into the Noble Canteen- probably one of the only places she was comfortable enough with staying for more than half an hour.

She needed a way to take away the pain.

So she ordered several Noble Pursuits with double shots of liquor in each, and began drinking away the agony and sorrow. Even though, alcohol gave her heart difficulties and she usually avoided consuming much of it- she felt there was little left to lose, at this juncture.

One by one, the glasses were drained. And little by little, the woman became even more upset and delirious, the liquor having the exact opposite effect on her than intended. So of course, she tried to solve the problem with more drinks. And more, and more, until the bartender outright refused to give her a single drink. By then her mind was desperately trying to latch onto consciousness, but was slipping more and more each second. She stumbled out of the cantina, and struggled to make it to a side alleyway, where she could no longer stand and support herself. That last thread between her body and consciousness was cut, and she collapsed, very badly injuring her head on the hard sandstone tile and falling into a concussion.

[minglana]

woooo i just stapled my thumb peace and love on planet earth!

[rslashrats]

I want to poke the big cell with a needle (affectionately

nooo dont that hurt!!!! >_<

[mobtism]

ID: A screenshot of a Google Docs page, that says: "He was a short, slender young man of about twenty. I was afraid of him--afraid of something--and as he passed me on the trail I threw a grenade that exploded at his feet and killed him." This is all that is written on the page. End ID.

going through my highschool google docs

[frekfrekfrek]

mutuals do this : inject air directly into my brachial artery

[mixandmatchmuses]

It all went so wrong so quickly. 

Maddy had brought her dolls over for her and Mal to play with. Maleficent didn’t let her have any of her own but Grandma got enough. Maybe she could leave one for her best friend. 

She had turned away for a minute to pick up a few dresses for them to change the doll’s clothes and then her head was on fire and she was screaming. 

The liquid felt like it was going to eat all of her hair right off. Through all the screaming and tears she noticed the triumphant smile on the other purple haired girl’s face. It changed a moment later when Maleficent came in. 

The next thing that Maddy remembers was grandma’s voice singing to her and darkness surrounding her. It was explained away by bandages applied by Madame Mim at Yen Sid’s suggestion. It was only a small bit of magic between the two of them that saved her eyesight from completely disappearing. 

Learning how to do things before that were no problem which now were hindered by the gauze that she had to wear for a month really drove her down. 

Part of Maddy hoped it wouldn’t come back. She never wanted to see Mal’s stupid face again. She also wanted to rip all of her hair out by the roots. 

The one change that she had liked in all this mess? Her grandmother changed her hair so it wouldn’t ever be purple again. She never wanted to match that monster again. 

[ezrisdax-archive]

benefit of punching the wall: I won’t have to be at work and this way I won’t be so frustrated I’ll end up breaking down in tears later today

cons of punching the wall: I’ll be at the hospital or sitting in some kinda ‘we’re letting you go meeting’. plus I’ll still have a breakdown from that.