unpopular opinion but the aces and falconers aren’t rivals, we just see them as having tension because our view of them is centered around the parse/jack interaction in the comic. there’s also the “typical fucking aces hockey” comment but individual players naturally have opinions about every team and teams also have reputations based on their playing style.
rivalries are almost always geographically-based or at least intra-divisional and las vegas and providence have zero connection that would make this a plausible rivalry
recovery from CPTSD is complex. Sometimes, it can feel so hopelessly complex that we totally give up and get stuck in inertia for considerable lengths of time. This is why it is so important to understand that recovery is gradual and frequently a backwards and forwards process.
Effective recovery is often limited to only progressing in one or two areas at a time. Biting off more than we can chew and trying to accomplish too much too soon is often counterproductive. As a flight type, I spent years in mid-range recovery workaholically spinning my wheels trying to fix and change everything at once.
We often need to simplify our self-help efforts in early recovery. Accordingly, I recommend making shrinking the critic your “go to” response if you feel unsure how to proceed.
Once the critic is reduced enough that you can notice increasing periods of your brain being user-friendly, impulses to help and care for yourself naturally arise. As this happens, it becomes easier to tell whether you’re guiding yourself with love or a whip. When you realize its the whip, please try to disarm your critic and treat yourself with the kindness you would extend to any young child who is struggling and having a hard time.
Complex CPTSD: From Surviving to Thriving, Pete Walker, pg 70 (via thetwistedrope)
Been wanting to draw this scene since I first heard it. There are so many scenes I’ve wanted to draw, but I had to do the completion of the quest after like 2.5 years of waiting for it to be completed.
toto’s africa, a-ha’s take on me, and the proclaimer’s i’m gonna be (500 miles)
i’ve gotten a lot of people saying that i’m wrong and should have included other songs (all of which are also bangers and include never gonna give you up, come on eileen, and bony m’s rasputin) but not a single person has mentioned the fucking beatles so honestly? this post has been a resounding success and i thank you all for your participation
I guess nobody remembered that I was on FictionPress, too.
So, hi. I’m the girl you all knew as Tara. My FF.net account really was hacked (twice!), once in 2006 and again in 2009. As of 2017, Support still doesn’t answer my requests to regain it, although I can’t say I blame them. They’re probably scared I’ll flood their site with poorly written sex scenes again.
I’m lucky the hackers never migrated to this account, considering it had the exact same login credentials. (They’ve since been changed, don’t worry.)
I’ll let the account’s creation date speak as to whether it’s legitimate or not.
Thank you all so, so much for keeping My Immortal alive over the years. You fill my heart with so much love. (Preppy moment, oops.)
That’s about all I have to say for now.
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Because I’ve received several messages asking this, and predict I may receive more, I’ll answer it here. No, I am not Lani Sarem. Really bad fiction simply tends to read the same. No, I’m not on Facebook. Or Deviantart. Or MySpace. Or Youtube. (Etc.) I am on Tumblr. But I use my real name there, and it’s not Tara.
35% dead skin cells 15% bodily fluids (butt sweat) 12% PBR 10% upholstered wood 10% “cushioning” 7% pizza grease 3% pie debris 3% an xbox controller that’s just like, in there 2% black mold 2%
bottlecaps .5% organic vantablack
.5% a new breed of spider
After hearing Ransom describe “a weird crawly thing” he saw in the couch, word spreads through the Biology department and soon a grad student specializing in Arachnology shows up at the Haus and wants to have the couch declared a protected field work site.
Bitty: “Y’all mean to tell me, that THING…” *waves spatula from kitchen door in the direction of the couch* “…could contribute to the advancement of science?!?!?”
Bitty vs the arachnology students
idk. As soon as Bitty realizes that’s a way to get RID of the couch, I think they’d band together: I donated it to science, how can anyone complain about that? ¯_(ツ)_/¯