Joaquín Nin, from a letter to Anaïs Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940

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Joaquín Nin, from a letter to Anaïs Nin, featured in Reunited: The Correspondence of Anais and Joaquin Nin, 1933-1940
Anne Sexton, from a letter featured in Anne Sexton; A Self-Portrait In Letters
Virginia Woolf, from her novel titled "The Waves," originally published in 1931
“(…) melancholy infinite as the forest, endless as these long nights of winter (…)”
— Angela Carter, from The Company Of Wolves in “The Bloody Chamber And Other Stories”
Anne Michaels, from her novel titled "Held," originally published in 2003
Simone de Beauvoir, from a letter to Jean-Paul Sartre, featured in Letters to Sartre
Emil M. Cioran, translated by Richard Howard, from "The Temptation To Exist,"
My Dream, My Wound, My Hope - Chapter 7 - apiratemyhearties - Peter Pan (2003) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Hi! I think I forgot to post it here, so the chapter 7 is finally up! It's rather short and sad, but it's here. It's more of a bridge between the story earlier and what will come next. I promise to post more often 😭😭
As you can see, I already posted this on my main - I wrote a new chapter for my fanfic "My Dream, My Wound, My Hope" recently and here it is! It is short, but as it took me three years (😭) to pick the story up, I promise the next one will be longer.
Détail de « La Veuve », par Anders Zorn, ca. 1882/3.
Detail of "The Widow", by Anders Zorn, ca. 1882/3.
Undergarments of The Edwardian Era
Sword (master)post
I own and use swords! I also realised I never posted about all of them in one place, hence this very long post with many pictures. Enjoy.
Panic Attack
Some people are... more helpful than others.
"Do as I do, okay? Breathe in, nice and slow -"
"You okay? You look a bit - oh no."
"You're okay, you're okay. I'm going to take your hand."
"Nice slow breaths for me."
"There's nothing wrong. You're okay. You're okay."
"I need you to tell me five things you can see."
"Do you know what cause this?"
"Tell me how to help."
"It's okay to cry. I won't tell anyone."
"Can you sip this water?"
"Don't be cruel. It's not your fault."
"Let me help you, okay?"
"Is it okay if I hug you? Would a hug help?"
"I don't know what to do, I don't know how to help you!"
"What's going on? Why are you making that noise?"
"What's wrong with you, why are you doing this!?"
"Are you having an asthma attack or something?"
"God, pull yourself together."
"Fucking seriously? Wow, you're useless."
"You need to get therapy or something."
"What's the cause of the act this time?"
"You're kidding me. That's pathetic."
"Are you - crying? Ew."
"Breathe? What useless advice is that."
"Don't - touch - me -"
"I don't want your help."
"Get me away from here."
"I can't - breathe -"
"I'm useless - worthless - there's no point - to me -"
"Go - away -"