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i will yell and cry and scream until my throat is raw and ragged
I WILL LOVE I WILL BE LOVED! I WILL HOLD MY ARMS OPEN FOR OTHERS AND THEY WILL FIND COMFORT IN MY EMBRACE!!! I WILL NEVER BE LIKE YOU! I WILL LOVE! I WILL LOVE!
Hmmm I know the human mind.
I can make any stranger love me
Or at least what they perceive as love
I can become what they love
But i can't make you love me
Can't even make you want me
I know all the tricks but I can't use them on you
How little effort it will take for you to gain My love
How little effort you will have to put
Pisses me off
I can't use any way any method any trick
That's not who I want to be
I just want to love you
And have you love me back
Fully
Fuck my life
My longing for you makes all my close
friends angry. I don't blame em.
This has been so relevant for lately. This is almost not funny. Almost.
im full of an untamable rage that constantly seethes beneath my skin but im a real laid back dude dont worry about that
I start this year. Numb with anger.
I am really sorry if I seemed like I was complaining about me, which was not the purpose, really. What I was trying to say here is that Hate won't help anyone, in anything. And as I understand why and how much you must hate your oppressors, know that your oppressors are bigots and ignorant even before being cis.
Everybody has to deal with hate, one day or another. I took hits because I was myself, I protected any trans I saw being oppressed. Why? Because hate is a emotion that brings absolutely nothing good in the end. Determination, the rage to win, yes, but not hate. Know that your enemy is not determined by the fact he/she was born with the genetalia that fits his/her identity. Your enemy, the one you have to fight his Hate, and its disciples. that's why I'll end this comment just as the other one.
Spread the love.
too modern too live
Is Riley from Inside-Out genderfluid or non-binary? No, because in the movie, everyone is shown to have all the emotions in their heads seeming to represent the gender by which the person identifies, however, in Riley's case, the emotions are shown to represent both Femme and Masc. So how's that work? Does this make sense or am I too cat-deprived?
Anger
Youngjo as anger. I saw someone saying that this teaser is like fifty shades of Ravn and I agree. Also it took me a while to see that his necklace has a moon charm. As to moon: spicy
Once he was weak
Once he was frail
Erratic and petulant
Puny no longer
Deemed nothing
Perceived as useless
Abandoned by everyone.
Who got the last laugh?
He was always bullied, seen as a failure
He was always judged, no redemption given
once he got power and proved them wrong
It was now he who watched from above
Judging the imbecile, the fool and the blind
Oh, the irony, he who was judged, became the judger.
This post is so I don't keep the drawing posts so idle while I do a bigger drawing
It's a vent but still-
This was a weird combination of working in grayscale, using the curve tool to add one color to the body, another to the light and shadow, then merging all the layers to turn it back to black and white and continue working on my values , and have a color copy. The color editing, took me more time than the shading or anatomy, I don't think this is the best way to work.
everyone loves seeing the happy character show a shocking reveal of sadness,
i want them to get mad.
i want them to scream until their vocal chords snap. i want harsh truths laid out. i want them to be judgemental and cruel. i dont want them to end crying or upset. i want hard, marbled fury. i want the embodiment of a raging hurricane trapped in a glass box. i want the box to be cracked and the wrong word is the last chip it needs to break. no storming off or apologies. they mean what they said and wont ever take it back.
Growing up with Conduct Disorder is reading Percy Jackson as a kid and knowing you’re a child of Ares
When my friend jokingly takes something from me and it takes everything in me not to strangle her 🤩🤩 (this happens often)
Hawk X Reader
Warnings: Prepare for the emotions!
Surprise- I Guess
You were super excited to say the least, Hawk's- or well Eli's birthday was coming up in a couple days. You had planned a whole surprise for him, Hawk had mentioned how he wanted to get a new motorcycle.
So you asked your dad Daniel LaRusso for some extra money for some extra chores here and there, and what do you know he agreed as long as you got back into karate with him.
You took him on that offer, recently Daniel had changed the pool room into a at home karate dojo. You never really quit, you practiced here and there unlike your sister Sam who hadn't practice in eight years.
Both Miguel and Demetri had offered to help you pick out the motorcycle. You were instantly surprised that Demetri would offer considering the history between the two wasn't good after Eli became Hawk.
But of course you took them both up on the offer considering they knew personally what style motorcycle Hawk would like. The bell ring indicating that lunch period was here.
You, Demetri, and Miguel all decided to hang back a while in the hallway so you could discuss a few matters with the surprise and how you were to give it to Hawk.
"Okay so how about you call him up, and tell him it's an emergency and carry him to your backyard and boom-" Miguel makes a hand explosion "-surprise!" He says proud of his idea.
"That's a great idea Miguel!" You exclaim excitedly.
"Or... you could just give it to him.." Demetri states as if he's the smartest person on the earth.
You tilt your head to the side furrowing your eyebrows "and where would the fun be in that?" You smirk.
Miguel nods his head, eyes wide "yeah I'm gonna have to agree with Y/n on this one" He states.
"Oh bummer-" Demetri reply's, unfazed.
"Demetri did you actually want to help us?" You ask now concerned.
"Well not really, but Eli was my friend once upon of time you know..." He states obviously.
"We know..." Miguel says, remembering once who Hawk was.
Hawk was in the mix of laughing along with one of his new 'friends' playing with his soccer ball when all of a sudden his attention is brought to you, Demetri, and Miguel.
It was safe to say Eli was not happy, he didn't like the thought of his girl with two other boys without him, whispering.
He felt vulnerable, he felt.... anger. Even though Demetri and Miguel were technically still his friend, his past best friend and his former best friend did not sit well with him.
Walking with a more furious pep in his step he reaches both you, Demetri, and Miguel. You and Miguel immediately stop whispering, not wanting to ruin the surprise.
You turn around with a smile on your face as your heart races, almost being caught. You did not want the surprise to get ruined so soon anyways.
"Hey Eli" You say walking up closer to him, Hawk only allowed you to call him Eli, home or not he didn't mind hearing his name come from your sweet mouth, when being moaned, screamed, or just in general.
Eli cocks his head to the side flaring his nostrils, he keeps it cool for the most part as his friend behind him scrambled away noticing the boiling tension that he did not want to be around.
"Hey Y/n what's going on here?" He asks, obviously suspicious.
You couldn't risk Hawk knowing the surprise yet so you come up with the most cliché answer given "Demetri is just helping me and Miguel with our science project" You quickly say, probably to quickly causing you to cringe at the horrible convincing sentence.
Hawk smacks his lips together "yeah right" he scoffs before walking away, you wait until he's fully out of sight to turn back to Miguel and Demetri.
"Really? Science project?" Demetri scoffs using hand gestures.
"Did you have an excuse?" You asked sassily.
Demetri goes silent, rolling his eyes knowing he was stuck "he's going to be pissed" Miguel states referring to Eli.
"Yeah but it will all be worth it in the mean time yeah?" You ask hopefully.
"We'll see, or he could completely go out on a rage-r and never talk to you again!" Demetri says faking excitement.
Miguel hits him gently with the back of his hand "ow!" Demetri says holding the spot he hit.
Miguel looks at him in disbelief "I didn't even apply pressure!" He laughs.
Demetri rolls his eyes "I have fragile bones, okay?" He says putting his hand up.
"Alright, alright calm down Demetri" You joke.
"So when are you planning on giving it to Hawk?" Miguel asks curiously.
"The day before his birthday, that's my plan anyways" You say stuffing your hands in your pockets.
The rest of the day ended in glares from Hawk to Miguel and Demetri, and even you. You knew he didn't believe a word you said which was not apart of the plan but you didn't know what else to do to make him not ask questions.
The next in counter you had with Hawk had a lot of tension, little did you both know it would be the last time you talked to each other for at least a few weeks.
You pulled into the driveway of the grocery store beside Johnny's dojo, you instantly notice Hawks red Mohawk he was with a couple of his new karate friends.
Well the situation would’ve probably went different if you were alone and not with Miguel or Demetri. But you happened to be with them both today, you wanted to grab a few snacks to munch on because who doesn’t like snacks and both Miguel and Demetri wanted to come so you couldn’t say no.
You had finished everything for Hawks surprise so you decided to treat both you, Demetri, and Miguel to snacks basically as a thank you for there help. You had the keys for Hawks motorcycle and all you needed was to wait for the day before his birthday.
You all walked into the store, the old squeaking bell catches the attention of Hawk, he looks your way and sees you with Miguel and Demetri and all he can see is red as his face contorts into anger.
Hawk forces something that was in his chest to one of his friends causing them to stumble over the isles. He walks over to you with his head held high, you huff knowing he was going to start something out of nothing.
"Nice to see you here... together" He grits his teeth together as he spits out the last word with hatred almost.
You had enough of Eli’s crap so you grabbed his hand roughly as you pulled him outside. You had a feeling you knew what was wrong but you wanted to make sure.
"What is your problem?" You ask gently, not wanting to spark something.
"What is my problem! What is yours? Why are you hanging out with Demetri?!" He practically yells out.
"What so I can’t hang out with who I want?" You question, now becoming heated.
"I didn’t say that! But why Demetri!" Hawk pushes, his jealousy getting the best of him.
"I- he- he knew you best!" You try without giving to much information about the gift.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Hawk asks now confused.
"I can’t tell you... not yet anyways" you reply, not knowing what to say. You had everything else planned out not a fight.
Hawks jaw clenches and you would almost say that was a nice sight if it wasn’t him getting mad at you like that. "So now we’re keeping secrets?" He says walking closer to you, every step causes you to back up.
You soon hit the back of a wall as Hawk towers over you putting his hand on the wall behind you. "I-I-" you stutter out.
"So now you don’t know?" He pushes.
"What do you want me to say?" You question, tired.
"I don’t know that you’re not slumming it with Demetri or Miguel, h*ll or even both I wouldn’t even be surprised" Hawk spits out dryly.
Your face contorts "oh wow how low of you Eli" You spit now fully angered.
"Don’t use my name like that" He says gritting his teeth, pushing his body closer to yours.
"You wanna know what we were doing so bad huh?!" You yell grabbing the keys to the motorcycle from your pocket.
Hawks face fully contorts from anger to confusion as you press the keys into his chest with pressure and push him away as you get into your car driving away.
That leaves a very guilty Eli as he pulls the keys into vision, the label of the motorcycle on the set of keys. Hawks heart breaks as he now knew there was nothing going on between you and the other boys.
Tears spill out in his eyes as he places both of his hands on the brick wall breathing heavily as he starts beating on the brick wall with his bare fists causing blood to spill out.
Two weeks.... you hadn’t talked to Eli, it wasn’t your intention but it happened. Now it was Monday, school was still into motion. You dreaded it like any other day, getting out of your car and walking through the doors.
You subconsciously look for Eli like every other time you have, your heart drops when you’re brought back to reality.
Your head drops as you get ready to walk to first period until you run into someone. You knew that scent and you almost didn’t want to look up, but you did.
Oh boy the sight you’ve witnessed was enough to break your heart even more, Eli didn’t look like himself. He had dark bags under his eyes, he looked tired and worn out. He had red cheeks, and busted knuckles that were swollen, he looked in pain.
"Eli..." You whisper out, you didn’t know how to feel but you knew that you didn’t like that feeling.
"Y/n... can I uh talk to you?" He almost whispers.
You nod your head letting him lead you to an unoccupied class room "I’m sorry Y/n, I didn’t know I was just jealous and insecure I didn’t know- I didn’t know how to react..." He busts.
"Eli.... I’m sorry to I should’ve tried to understand-" but you were soon cut off by Eli walking closer to you putting both his hands on your cheeks.
"No Y/n that was all on me I said some pretty messed up things that I didn’t mean you have no reason to apologize" Hawk says resting his head on yours.
"I love you Eli" You cave.
"I love you more Y/n and I’m so so sorry" He says as tears prickle his eyes.
"I forgive you" You say smiling as you press your lips to his crashing your lips together.
It felt like the first time you kissed, sparks went off as your lips continued to move together in sync. That all stoped to soon when you both pulled away.
"I love you for infinity..."
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Thank you @peachymelon69 for requesting! Hope you enjoyed!
An example scene for Mortimer's exclamation (it was a bit random, I admit)
Felix stopped talking to Mortimer for a while after that 😅
(it's written in Portuguese)
This is one of the things that happens a lot at school when I'm drawing and people say that Mortimer "is Mickey". It annoys me a little 😑
Oh, and to show something to someone who commented earlier:
yes, @sleppyhazel12, markers do stain the back of the paper. Here's a photo of the back of the drawing I made:
(it's written in Portuguese)
This is one of the things that happens a lot at school when I'm drawing and people say that Mortimer "is Mickey". It annoys me a little 😑
Oh, and to show something to someone who commented earlier:
yes, @sleppyhazel12, markers do stain the back of the paper. Here's a photo of the back of the drawing I made:
Anger
Tsar Bomba
I went through everything once more in my mind. I was forced to go through it all over agin. The smell of smoke and burning flesh. The screams of anguish. The guy who kicked in our front door. The voice and the laugther of the madman who set mother ablaze...
Every. Single. Detail.
Picture Anger by BluDrgn426
Music Tsar Bomba by Avatar
© The Zero 零 Squad, 2013-2016
my enasona emotions- they're half-program
Growing up female is traumatic. From a young age I remember being terrified that I was going to be harrassed because I had developed faster and more obviously than my peers. Even now I shudder at the idea of having to bend over in front of men of any age. I got catcalled twice at 17 by other boys my age. I couldn't drive and I was waiting for my mom to come pick up from school and two boys from inside a car at the pick up line yelled something sexual at me. I will spare you the deals but despite my false bravado and real rage I felt nothing more than embarrassed and ashamed once they had left. I had rumors around my sexual life even before I had a serious relationship of any kind and I had male friends who had found me being sexually innocent funny. The things they'd watch and openly show me was nothing more than disgusting yet the idea of exploring my sexuality and then finding out I was bisexual had me ashamed because I thought that they would be weirded out
I can go on but I won't
“So, whadayawant? Braids, curls-”
“Surprise me.”
I don’t see these guys together anywhere so I decided to fix that. Seriously, I can’t even find a ship name. So, I created one. Can we all agree to call this ship 'Steamed Broccoli’?
I can't stand people who constantly ask for help but try to turn around and bite you when you try to help them. If I'm pointing out a pattern in your behavior that keeps leading you to ruining friendships, relationships, etc, don't be mad at me for what you've done to yourself. If you're wondering why everyone keeps breaking up with you a you keep losing friends, and someone who literally grew up with you tries to tell you that you're the problem, then maybe you are. That's not always the case, but you can't just sit there yelling over someone because you don't want to hear it. You can just walk away.
If you're in a public part of someone's house on speaker phone, people can hear your conversation. Be mindful of yourself. If your partner tells you that you've been immature, and someone wants to help you fix that, you don't have to accept the help. But you also shouldn't be a massive douche about it. Don't beg me to help you with random things in the middle of the night (for free, I might add) and then come back later and catch an attitude with me over the smallest things.
If I've talked you out of suicide, done your homework for you (even though you always agreed to pay me but never did), covered for you to keep you out of trouble, cooked for you, cleaned up your messes, given you advice every time you asked for it, and come to get you out of a rough spot, don't snap at me over nothing and then turn around and act like it never happened just to ask for my help again. If it's mental illness, you could at least apologize, but no. Nothing ever seems to be your fault. You never see how you could possibly be in the wrong. Don't stay up until it's time for you to leave and wonder why you're tired, stressed, and sickly. Don't keep hanging out with bad people and wonder why all of you keep getting into trouble, getting arrested, and fighting each other. Don't be overly demanding of your partners, walk all over them, act like you're better than them, constantly catch an attitude with them over nothing, start arguments over tiny things, and verbally assault them and then wonder why none of your partners are what you want them to be or why your relationships keep failing. Don't run around the house, stomping, blaring music, screaming in party chat, cackling, and singing at the top of your lungs at 3 am and then wonder why everyone is annoyed and glaring at you. Don't you DARE ask for divination constantly (once again for free) and then turn and tell me that my tools are "just a stupid necklace" or "just some dumb, cheap cards" after I get upset about being disrespected. Especially knowing full well that you've done much worse for much less.
Everyone is done with you. The person who was supposed to raise you had given up, so I will too. They weren't doing a good job in the first place, but everyone can only handle so much BS from one person. A lot of the problems in your life are entirely your fault, yet you never believe you're in the wrong, no matter how many times I not only try to warn you and help to prevent these things, but also help you pick up the peices afterwards. I'm done with you. I have no more sympathy left for you. The next time you drink to much, I'm doing the bare minimum. If you're not dying, piss off. The next time you smoke too much or smoke something too strong, I'm not helping you. The most I can do is call and ambulance. The next time you threaten to end it, I'm calling an ambulance. You don't want to be sent to the psych ward, but you definitely need it. It's not because of most of these complaints either. You genuinely need someone to keep you from hurting yourself.
I hope to get away from you soon and never have to speak to you again. Every little thing you do just wears away my nerves. You like to switch up and treat people like dirt whenever your friends are around. Your voice is so loud and grating, yet you don't care that you're bothering people. You're always touching someone or their belongings without permission, no matter how many times they tell you to stop. You only care about anything or anyone when it's your partner. You'll cook a whole continental breakfast for them but won't clean up your mess. Then, you go and waste food. They never eat it and you usually throw it away. YOU'VE HARASSED AND ABUSED THE FAMILY PETS and then you wondered why they don't like you. You acted like you hated me ever time your crush or your little friends came over. You've talked shit about me within earshot, and women me up by harassing with because you thought it was hilarious. Don't forget about the time you went in my room to steal my stuff and hide it, or how you read my diary and tried to run off with it. I only hope that you stop acting like this. If you keeps this up, I hope you get what you deserve. You can run away if you want, but it won't have the effect you think it will. Someone will miss you, but it won't be me.
In short, you make my ass itch.