My Friends Are All Roasting Me For Living A Fanfic Cliche When I Just Want To Get Swole On The Cheap

Notes

- wounds on the mouth means they've said something wrong

- wounds on the ears mean they've heard something wrong

- wounds on, in, or around the eyes means they've seen something wrong.

-Wounds on their hands can mean many things, from thieves all the way to murderers.

- open wounds and constant bleeding mean the pain is fresh or still hurting them

- bruses mean they have been physically abused in that spot

- wounds on their head and above their heart mean mental and emotional pain.

- cuts on wrists mean attempted suicide or thoughts of suicide

- The more severe the wounds the more painful the memory.

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These were facts I figured out the hard way. I guess I thought I could use my gift to heal everyone. I made it my life goal to help the people with their wounds.

Often I would see wounds heal and stop bleeding. A few times I've seen scars fade. Even seeing a little cut fade away made me smile because I can say I've tried and helped.

I guess I had to learn the hard way that I couldnt help everyone.

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I had a routine before I went to work. In my undergarment I'd look in the mirror and focus.

My lips have been torn off and the remaining skin stitched shut. My ears were mangled, they look like they've got into a shreader. There were cuts over and around my eyes.

Those were the minor wounds. My neck had a bruise circling the front, a dark purple handprint. Other bruises littered my entire body. There were two hand print bruises on each side of my hips. My hands were mangled and broken beyond repair. Multiple deep cuts on my wrists.

But the worst wounds were my heart and head. Where my heart should be was a gaping hole, the shape of the rim made it look like someone had stuck their hand in my chest and pulled out my heart. On my forehead was a gun shot wound.

Each and every wound, even after all these years, still dripped blood.

I counted each and every single wound and recalled how I got them. Mental, physical, and emotional abuse. Forced actions. Rape. Death threats. Degradation from family, friends and strangets. Trauma. Self inflicted wounds. Multiple suicide attempts.

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I take a deep breath and release. I put on my clothes and go to work.

I unlock a door that had the plack "Dr.-- Psychiatrist" mounted on the wall next to it. I flip the "Doctor is in" sign. I sit in my chair, look through files and checking my schedule.

I've dedicated my life to make sure no one else gets the same wounds I do. No one should suffer this way and if I can help then I will.

I know my patients can make it. After all, my 14 year old self has made it this far.

You’re born with the ability to see a person’s internal pain as if it were a physical injury. Most people have at least a few scratches, while some people look like they’ve fallen off of cliffs. One day, you see someone in the worst state you’ve ever seen anyone before.

When people try to start drama, I'm gonna reply with this.

how dare, Lucanis!!

I despise you. May every peach you bite into be astringent and large of stone. May your wife cheat on you with the footman and you be forced to raise his bastard son. May every cigarette you light drop from your fingers and burn a hole in your trousers or your carpets. May your dog favor your neighbor as it’s master and never return to you again.

Can we just talk about this scene again in light of the last episode, and “Maybe even finally get our feelings sorted out! Good for you, by the way, we’re all sooo happy for you!”??? *Everyone* gets to have an uninterrupted reunion with everyone else, meanwhile Ruby turns to hug Oscar and…something comes up. Something *always* comes up for Ruby because she’s the leader and she has to deal with things while everyone else gets to have their moments in the background. Emerald’s not a problem, Ruby’s got this. She can handle it. Who cares about what she wants? Ruby needs to handle the potential threat and get to the bottom of what’s going on. Ruby has to put the needs of the group over her own. This is *Ruby’s* responsibility, hugs can wait.

But…Oscar’s in the same position. He goes to hug Ruby and something comes up. Oscar has to deal with this and explain while everyone else gets to relax. Hugs can wait.

In conclusion, Rosegarden 🌹🌲

Keith, smiling softly around a campfire with the whole team + Krolia and Romelle: I never got to thank you all, for how understanding and supportive you were about my heritage... *a small (good natured) side eye aimed at Allura*

Lance: actually, it was a hard pill to swallow ngl

Keith, genuinely surprised bc Lance was THE most supportive and junk: being half Galra???

Lance, without missing a beat: being half Texan.

(Cue Pidge shrieking with laughter)

idk is this anything?

Protective Zoroark!Jessie, scrappy Luxio!Ash and concerned Deerling!Delia

spoiler ahead :P 

Finally got done with this bit of my Super Sons animation ✌️ based on Superman #10 by Peter Tomasi and Patrick Gleason

I took a screen shot of my rook looking pitiful and got my besties comment on it , so hard to sketch it

Cause that's her vibe 24/7