But if anyone asks, tell them we're fine.

“i am a monument to all your sins” is such a fucking raw line for a villain it’s amazing that it came from halo, a modernish video game, and not some classical text or mythos

classic texts have nothing on the crazy people come up with in modern times tbh

– Joshua Graham, Who Is A Fallout New Vegas NPC, Something Most People Throwing This Quote Around Don’t Realize

– Shadow the Hedgehog in what is widely considered one of if not the single worst game in the Sonic the Hedgehog franchise

this is the source for this text and it haunts me on a regular basis

Huh, it’s almost like art isn’t just fine art…

this is my addition to this ever growing list of raw quotes originating from unexpected sources

#discovering that the profound is lurking behind the absurd#just waiting for the chance to peek through like sunlight through the clouds#is one of the best things in life once you start to notice it

this is a beautiful way to put it and i’m gonna cry abt it

Ask and you shall receive. xx Original post here Backing track here

Reblogging again, here are the transcribed lyrics!

Chorus

Jolene (×4)

I’m begging of you please don’t take my man

Jolene (x4)

Please don’t take him just because you can

Verse One

Your beauty is beyond compare

With flaming locks of auburn hair

With ivory skin

And eyes of emerald green

For years our town’s been terrorised

By the beast who takes disguise

In the shell

That calls itself Jolene

Our sleep disturbed by quaking breath

Eyes closed against the threat of death

That lies behind

The teeth of that Jolene

The closer that you get to her

The more those edges seem to blur

To something that

Cannot be called Jolene

Chorus

Verse Two

Your teeth are sharp, your mouth agape

Your claws rend flesh, there’s no escape

From judgement of

The Eldritch One, Jolene

But I’ve seen beyond that auburn hair

My eyes have met your vacant stare

But I’ve been told

I’m hard to scare, Jolene

Chorus but it’s:

Jolene (x4)

I’m begging of you please don’t take my man

Jolene (x4)

I’ll end this story just how it began

I’ll take your teeth if you try to take my man

End.

(edited from op’s corrections)

Get your ass on the dance floor

this is already on my blog like five times and i honestly don’t even care

Me: You’ll be fighting the Butcher

My Players: We must become friends with this person

Me: the blacksmith, a literal demon, takes a montrous bite from the whole pig in his hand.

My Players: we must adopt him. He is our uncle now.

Me: The hand is mummified and gross and undead, it tries to attack you because it used to belong to a murderer.

Party rogue: It’s my pet now and I will lotion it until it loves me.

Me: You are standing on a Rug of Smothering Party Cleric: I’m gonna tear off a piece of it and keep it as a pet.

Update: They did, in fact, make friends and now half the party wants the Butcher to become a Demi-God

This is all very good and real, but I think you’re missing the most important part, which is when half of them decide on a whim to hurl Good King Lovespuppies out the nearest window

Party sees some monster: baby, baby boy

Party sees kind and benevolent npc: i dont trust like that

A dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest, honestly. It’s the honest ones you have to watch out for, because you can never tell when they’re going to do something incredibly stupid. -Cpt Jack Sparrow

My players adopted a Goblin, an Owlbear and a Hobgoblin Vigilante, my Rogue went through the Monster Manual and made a list of things she wants to adopt. She wants a Gelatinous Cube but like, “a smol one” no Ranger I have ever DM’d for was this bad :))

Please adopt more mimics.

DM moodboard

tag which one is your DM

bottom right, @pao-mith

People will tell you that emotional abuse isn’t real and what you’re dealing with isn’t that big a deal and you’re just exaggerating, but let me tell you something.

If you’ve ever been wary of everyone you know, even people you trust, because you’re expecting them to get angry with you over literally anything, make fun of you, or start making threats, something’s wrong.

If you’ve ever had to plan things in anticipation of a potential tantrum that you fear will be taken out on you, something’s wrong.

If you succumb to someone’s demands because you’re never sure if their threats are empty or legit and you just want to play it on the safe side, something’s wrong.

If you find yourself jumping at smaller noises in anticipation that they’re a warning sign for a tantrum, something’s wrong.

If you hide things - especially things that make you happy - because you’re so afraid that they’ll make fun of you for liking them, scold you for liking something they don’t, take them away, destroy them, or that they’ll defile them and ruin that love you have for them, something’s wrong.

If you find yourself being silent in the face of mild disagreements or thinly-veiled insults, rather than standing up for yourself because you just don’t want to start an argument and make things worse, something’s wrong.

If that very lack of standing up for yourself eventually leads to you never offering your opinion in any sort of discussion out of fear of ridicule or being scolded because that’s what you’re so used to, something’s wrong.

If you end up spending a lot of your time in your room keeping to yourself and keeping any trip outside of your room to an absolute minimum because you don’t want to risk putting one toe out of line and setting off a tantrum, yet you’re also aware that hiding out will also cause an issue and you’re probably just minimizing the risk instead of erasing it entirely, something’s wrong.

If you ever habitually glance outside the window to keep watch for your supposed abuser’s car to return from their work, errand or trip, and then heading to your room or other hiding place to keep out of their way, erasing any obvious signs that you’ve been out and about in the rest of your living space, something’s wrong.

If one of your greatest fantasies involves not a dream career or winning the lottery but instead an escape plan succeeding, something’s wrong.

If you could basically summarize your life as living in constant, subtle fear, Something. Is. Wrong.

Emotional abuse is very, very real, and it has lasting consequences that can affect people’s relationships, their jobs, and their lives all-around.

Don’t you dare tell me it isn’t real.

last night i dreamed that i was a very successful book author and had this huge adventure series but i was very carefully trolling everyone. this one family in the books was always drawn and written in very high-collared shirts and jackets for no apparent reason, and after i finished the whole series, i waited a couple months, then dropped the bomb that they’d been vampires the whole time. and it explained like 90% of the loose ends and nonsequiters and awkwardly unexplained plot twists, but none of the lore for the entire fairly-realistic world even mentioned vampires. but, as i pointed out, they were secretly vampires. they were so secretly vampires no one knew, not even the readers, but i knew. 

then i got to sit back and watch everyone flip their shit, trying to decide whether or not to ignore me, because of course none of this was in the text so it arguably didn’t count, or listen to me, and dump all their own pet theories on what was going on for the one theory that made sense in every context, even though it put this magnificent award-winning dignified series on the level of twilight.

anyway, it was a really satisfying dream and i woke up giggling.  

oh my god you’re my favorite villain

protip for non-avoidants: thank your avoidant friend(s) for doing stuff like leaving replies, giving compliments, liking posts, etc, basically any type of social interaction that you may deem as “easy” to provide

avpd is, more often than not, extremely disabling for the person who has it and even when we lack sympathy for others, we still have to overcome tremendous amounts of stress, paranoia, anxiety, and other Not Very Fun stuff just to live life even close to a “normal person” because social interaction is and always has been emphasized in society

we often care about our friends a lot, though, and thus push ourselves far out of our comfort zone to give others needed attention, support, and affection. if an avoidant friend gives you attention or comfort but its “not enough” and makes it seem like they dont care, they actually care a whole lot, its just that this is likely their limit and theyre pushing themselves to that so they can show you that they care about you.

avpd doesnt get a lot of awareness, and its understandable why; the very nature of our disorder prevents us from reaching out to inform others of how it works, and as a result, not many people (besides other avoidants) understand us. they dont know that were giving our all, so it hurts a lot to know that youre pushing yourself past the breaking point and that your friends dont realize that, and develop a negative view of you as a result

if you can, please thank your avoidant friends if they give you a compliment, if they talk to you, or consistently like your posts, just anything that you think an avoidant would find hard (more often than not, it is). it feels amazing when others recognize our efforts and appreciate us for it, because were constantly overlooked and sometimes despised by others who dont understand us

I’m so easily revitalized by small, loving gestures

a phrase people like to say a lot is “no mental disorder is inherently abusive”. it’s a good phrase. it’s simple, to the point, and very true. but I’ve seen some confusion on what exactly it means, and it’s causing some people, especially young people, some very serious problems. let’s talk about what it means.

here is what it DOES mean:

and here is what it DOES NOT mean:

if you have hurt someone because of your mental illness, I’m very sorry. having a mental illness is tough. the correct thing to do next is to take some time to try and pull yourself back. then, as soon as you are able, go to the person you think you may have harmed and ask if they are okay. apologize if necessary. explain that you didn’t mean to harm them, and that your mental illness makes this difficult. it’s possible to do this without making it into an excuse, but it’s important that you apologize and try to set things right. if you can, talk to the person about ways they can help you do what’s necessary to keep it from happening in the future. I know it’s hard, but this is your responsibility.

if someone with a mental illness has hurt you, I’m also very sorry. being hurt is hard, and it’s difficult to know when you should forgive someone when their mental illness can make them lash out. please take a look at the above paragraph. that is how you will know whether the person is doing their best. in some cases, mental illness might also prevent the person from approaching you openly. please try to be receptive to their apology. apologizing is very hard even when you don’t have mental illness getting in the way. ask if there is anything you can do or change to help them keep it from happening again. this shouldn’t be something extremely hard or unreasonable for you to do. if it is, or if the person continues to hurt you because of their mental illness and shows little or no concern for your feelings after hurting you, you are being abused. it’s okay to call it that. please leave the person if you can, and ask for help if you can’t.

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me: *drowning in self loathing*

my brain, floating by on a canoe: oh and another thing

the hardest part about recovering from a dramatic mental illness is that the only ones who notices the small things are yourself and your therapist.

your friends, your family, the people you love — they’re flat-out not gonna care if you take a shower instead of cutting yourself, or if you get in all your meals for a day, or if you curb your spending significantly, or if you go for a walk instead of locking yourself away and crying.

to us, these are major accomplishments. they’re fucking cake-worthy victories deserving of celebration.

to everyone else, it’s just behaving kind of “normal”, and will always be compared to your other problematic behaviors — “why are you still behaving so histrionically when it comes to sex?” “why are you still so irrationally afraid of abandonment?” “why do you still get so angry?”

the fact of the matter is, they won’t be happy until you’re cured.

but don’t let that discourage you.

if you think you’ve done well, feel good about it. treat yourself. call your therapist and celebrate with them on the phone, if you have the option.

pull yourself through. don’t minimize the small stuff. they’re big fucking deals.

i needed this really badly.

i also needed this

I really needed to hear this today - today I didn’t want anyone looking at me but I spent time with my best friend.  It might not be moving mountains, I might not have cleaned my house but it was a positive step, no matter what anyone else thinks.