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[imperiumwifestrikesagain]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Day 2: I went rogue even with the alternates. I am shit at goodbyes

[mannythemunchkin]

Eating stale pizza and listening to 90’s boy band songs is a good night. Living that adult life.

[bxdassbanshee]

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＄for one muse to catch the other staring lovingly

Lydia curled into the arm of the chair. This had been her spot since she had landed herself on this crazy journey. He had even delivered her a couple of books to keep her mind busy. She peered over at the top of her new copy of Carrie to look at him. She studied him for the a second, noticing the way he aged beyond his years. She supposed that sort of thing did that to a person. Still she smiled as she looked over at him, knowing that he was slowly becoming a part of her life that she didn't want to let go of. Even if she hadn't told him yet. Her cheeks flushed as she looked back at her book trying and failing to focuses on the pages.

[tigerjeff]

Franz Reichelt’s devotion to developing a parachute suit led to his dramatic death. In 1912, he arranged to stage a highly publicized demonstration of his suit in which he would jump off the first deck of the Eiffel Tower, over 180 feet up.     It wasn’t the fall that killed him, it was the landing..

[synthgorillas]

You know, sometimes it might be easy to forget that I love X6-88

LOOK AT HOW STUNNINGLY BEAUTIFUL HE IS

I could go on about why I love him, because he’s a great, overlooked character that doesn’t rely on “I pretend not to care about doing bad things but secretly I am sad :( “ tropes and because he is just UGH. I LOVE X6 YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND

I mean it says something about me that unlike a lot of people I went out of my way to meet him because people described him as a “terrifying terminator” and I was like “I NEED HIM TO BE MY NEW BEST FRIEND” but regardless.

He is amazing and I love him. He is the reason I want to do an Institute play through. 

[nagareboshikirari]

mmm ive been logged out of fb for a while and i probs will for the rest of the night rip

[brush-it-gently]

 You know what I hate?

How I was never taught to explain pain when I was a child, and how aldults always underestimated my claims.

 When I was very little, I remember having really annoying stomach aches, so I would go to my mother or my grandmother and say “My tummy aches”, and they would tell me that I needed to poop. Then I’d tell them that it was not that kind of pain - it was a pain on my tummy. Many years later I realized I was trying to say that I had stomach aches, but since I had problems with constipation as a baby, they’d always tell me it was because I needed to poop. No, I knew what poop pain felt like - I used to be very traumatised about the constipations, so I knew what that felt like. 

 Nobody ever had explained to me that stomach aches and tummy aches (at least in my language) mean different things. And it really fucking pissed me off because I imagine how much I wouldn’t have to suffer as a kid. Since I was always getting ignored, I stopped telling them I had a pain. I remember that it took me some years to stop having those occasional stomach aches, and it could have been much less if someone would just stop to listen and try to understand what I was feeling.

 I had many times when I was really in a loooott of pain, but adults just shrugged it off like I was just doing it for attention... All it taught me was to hide my pain and be ashamed of it.

 I’m also pretty sure I had depression and anxiety since I was little, but I tought it was normal. When I told my mom I eat my lunch all by myself everyday and that I had no friends to play with me, she tought I was exaggerating. I was too shy and too afraid to interact properly. Now, I don’t blame anyone for this part, because mental ilnessess are complex and people don’t actually know much about it, but damn, I wish I was given more credit on what I used to say. I felt like I didn’t have any real friends until I was 9, and it still wrecks me to think of that. I felt miserable and left out of everything until I was 13 and was actually diagnosed with depression and started taking meds.

 Oh god, I will never forget the week I realised the world is colorful. The week that I noticed that waking up in the morning wasn’t supposed to make me want to die, that making my homework was actually possible!

 People always say “well at least now you are stronger than ever!” and that is true, but it really wasn’t worth it. I still envy (ah, envy is my greatest sin) people who didn’t have to go through it, even tho they probably did, they just dealt with it much better than I did. 

 I just really wish my parents had made time to listen to me and really try to understand what it really going on. Children are so underrated, and that is so stupid.

[houselannistarth]

Might or might not be about to get a tattoo right now. Might or might not be Trek-related.