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Trigger warning: Suicide
Ok guys, I know you’ve all seen like a million of these tumblr posts but
Please
Please
Please
Like and reblog this post as much as possible.
My friend is contemplating suicide and we’ve agreed that for every note this gets, she lives another day.
So please, please like, reblog and comment on this post
I don’t know what I’d do without her
By all means, talk and raise awareness about depression. But please mention:
•Not showering or brushing your teeth for two weeks •Getting sick from a vitamin D deficiency because you haven’t been outside in a solid month •Getting lightheaded when you stand up from bed because you’ve been laying down for days •The body pains •Shampoo not bubbling because this is the first time you washed your hair in three weeks •Over stimulation •Pity from a distance •'Get over yourself, there’s people *in Africa starving, with cancer, homeless, living in poverty, dying, ect.’ •Massive weight gain •Massive weight loss •Both •Your body literally changing how it looks and deposits fat based on frequent weight gain and loss •Hair loss •Zero self esteem •Breaking out in acne so bad you can’t put your head on a pillow from pain •Being too depressed to commit suicide •Self imposed isolation •Stomach cramps •Nausea •Vomiting •'You’re so dramatic, it can’t be that bad’
If you don’t, I’m not saying you’re not raising awareness, but you definitely need to reevaluate your platform
Adding random tags so more can see this
One Note A Day
Hi everyone. I know I don’t usually make posts like this, but this is a serious matter and I’ll be damned if I don’t do something about it.
I’ve been talking to this anon for a while, and they came to me a few minutes ago, asking for a one note a day post. Please reblog this, and please do not scroll past this. This anon is incredibly important to me, one of my best friends on this earth, and I care about them so, so much. They’ve been such a great friend to me, ever since we’ve met, and I love them and I don’t know what I’d do if they weren’t here anymore.
That being said, please reblog and please boost. Please come through, my dudes.
1 note = 1 day
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One Note A Day
Hi everyone. I know I don’t usually make posts like this, but this is a serious matter and I’ll be damned if I don’t do something about it.
I’ve been talking to this anon for a while, and they came to me a few minutes ago, asking for a one note a day post. Please reblog this, and please do not scroll past this. This anon is incredibly important to me, one of my best friends on this earth, and I care about them so, so much. They’ve been such a great friend to me, ever since we’ve met, and I love them and I don’t know what I’d do if they weren’t here anymore.
That being said, please reblog and please boost. Please come through, my dudes.
1 note = 1 day
@jaybaybay-01 @joyful-soul-collector @thespydersargon @cherryredreid @goldenavenger02 @i-only-speak-in-vines @little-loonyluna @the-panwitch @autumnprker @resting-confused-bitchface @lostintranslaation @londonspidey @jelly-pies @nexparker @crimefightingironspider
It's getting pretty bad..... AGAIN
In a fat mood to blow my brain onto the nearest wall or overdose. Decisions decisions
LISTEN UP AGAIN KIDS STOP REBLOGGING THIS FUCKING GARBAGE POST. IT IS 100% FUCKING BULLSHIT AND CAN AND MOST DEFINITELY WILL LITERALLY KILL. DO YOU NOT SEE WARNING LABELS THAT SAY “DO NOT INDUCE VOMITING”? THEY AREN’T FUCKING AROUND. YOU CAN FUCKING BURN THEIR ESOPHAGUS BY CAUSING VOMITING, CAUSE CHOKING, DROWNING, OR MAKE IT WORSE! AGAIN DO NOT FORCE ANYTHING DOWN ANYONE’S THROAT. THEY. CAN. DROWN. IF SOMEONE IS LOSING CONCIOUSNESS ALL THE CHIT CHAT IN THE WORLD WILL NOT PREVENT IT AT THAT POINT THEY ARE IN SERIOUS DANGER. “Buuut i don’t wanna take them to the hospital!!!” WELL SUNSHINE GLAD YOU’D RATHER HAVE A DEAD FRIEND THAN A LIVING ONE BUT YOU’RE IN LUCK CALL FUCKING POISON CONTROL. THEY ARE NOT THE COPS. THEY WILL HELP YOU. AND IF THEY SAY GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL YOU GO TO THE FUCKING HOSPITAL. NO EXCUSES. 0. NONE. I have seen this shit cross my dash SO MANY TIMES so PLEASE fucking reblog this and prevent some well meaning idiot from accidentally killing someone they love!
Hoje eu conversei com uma pessoa que através das cartas sabe dizer sobre nosso futuro. Eu sei que não deveria insistir nisso mas quando se chega no fim do poço você tenta qualquer coisa para ver se tem alguma saída. E como podia apenas uma pergunta eu perguntei se eu iria ser feliz com alguém ainda, ela embaralhou e tirou três, e me disse que no meu passado via que eu era feliz e que agora em mim só vê dor, tristeza e vazio. E ela disse para mim, sinto muito te falar isso mas não vejo ninguém entrando na sua vida para te fazer feliz, sinto muito mas vejo sua tristeza agora aqui e no futuro também.
Eu tô com vontade de desistir da vida. Tô com vontade de sumir para sempre. Estou sem ânimo e sem vontade de viver.
Estou consumido pela tristeza e agora que foi confirmado que nunca vou ser feliz, que nunca vou ter uma namorada ou alguma coisa na vida a minha vontade de se suicidar voltou, porém a coragem de cometer isso ainda eu não tenho.
Será que eu tenho esperança em alguma coisa?
Headcanons to Yandere Bucky Barnes X Pregnant Reader
WARNING: MDNI, baby-trapping, mentions of sex, alcohol, mature language, some mentions of suicide, murder, mentions of depression, implied suicide attempts in the past, etc.
SUMMARY: It's already bad enough that you got kidnapped by an obsessed Bucky Barnes, but how will he react when he finds out you're pregnant? And how will he treat you throughout your pregnancy?
AUTHOR'S NOTE: (Edited) It's been a few years since I posted this and I began to notice some readers liking it recently, so I decided to edit it and make it longer. Also, I have been so busy lately with my schedule, I barely have a day's rest for the past few weeks, but I will try to post more here. And for those who have experienced this type of relationship, please tell someone whom you can trust because while this is only fictional, it isn't good in a real life.
MASTERLIST: Feel free to check out my other works! :)
Finding out you are pregnant in the a public restroom was one of the hardest experience you had to go through. You could barely even look at it, much less hold the three pregnancy sticks without your hands trembling with fear amd anxiety.
It took a few breakdowns for you to get yourself together, but it wasn't as if you allowed them to last very long. You had used the excuse to go outside to buy some groceries, which was one of the only things a very reluctant Bucky agrees for you to go out for, but even then, if you stayed out for so long, he would get suspicious. You discarded the pregnancy tests into the trash bins, before buying his and your favourite snacks and drinks. Bucky got in a good mood at home because of it too.
You decided to keep your pregnancy a secret from Bucky, which won't be much of a problem.... or so you thought.
Ever since you found out about your pregnancy, for a whole month, you kept on being your usual stubborn self, always rejecting Bucky's attempts to show his affection to you, especially whenever he tries to get closer for a kiss. Somehow though, the soldier began to notice something odd from your regular behaviour, although you tried to keep it as it was before.
Perhaps it was the way you were much more stubborn and adamant to not have sex with Bucky or maybe it was the way you shove his head away from your stomach every time he tries to lay his head on it and gave him a grumpy or irritated look. It might also be the morning sickness that loves to pester you every morning without rest, which causes Bucky to wake up and get worried over you.
Eventually, he realized what was going on after a month of taking your same old excuses, and forced you to take a pregnancy test in front of him.
"You knew all along, didn't you?" Bucky asked you after the pregnancy test showed a positive result to you, causing your stomach to churn. One of the reasons you didn't tell Bucky is because you were afraid that he might force you to abandon the child or get an abortion instead since he was still running away from the government. However, you were welcomed with a warm smile on his face. "Why didn't you tell me? We're going to have a child soon!"
Afterwards, you learnt that it was actually Bucky's plan to get you pregnant all along, believing it to be the way for you not leave him. Of course, you were furious as fuck and threw a 'tantrum' as he like to call it. Bucky only let out a chuckle and kissed your forehead while gently rubbing your belly, which carries the small two months old baby, as if it was the most precious thing in the world.
Bucky made it his mission to learn to cook. Don't be fooled, Bucky has always been capable of cooking and he makes some of the most delicious dishes you have ever tasted, but ever since your pregnancy, he is keen to be the one to cook every single one of your meals. Bucky prevents you from going to restaurants in fear that you and the baby might get food poisoned and out of worry that the food there would be unhealthy for you. Not even a bag of chips is allowed in the house. You want a donut? Don't worry, darling, Bucky can make one for you shortly.
Speaking of him not letting you go out to restaurants, if you think Bucky even allows you to go outside alone, then you're surely mistaken. Bucky has already been far too protective and possessive of you before he found out you were pregnant. During your pregnancy though, he has never left your side, even following you when you want to use the bathroom in the middle of the night to pee, thanks to your sensitive bladder. Although Bucky does help you a lot while staying by your side, either by helping you tie your shoelaces or massage your swollen feet, especially with how fast your baby bump was beginning to grow, you still can't help but feel disgusted with his touch.
If for whatever reason you are forced to go outside, you won't be alone. Bucky will disguise himself and go wherever you go, keeping a safe distance from you to keep you safe if he has to, but be rest assured, you're never alone anymore when you go out. Not like you ever were, but you don't need to know that.
There was once an incident where he deemed a man who was asking you for directions to a place was "too friendly" with you and after leading the man to a secluded place, Bucky killed him on the spot. Remember how Bucky doesn't allow you to be too far from him outside? Yeah, because of that, you witnessed Bucky in the act of killing the innocent man. It caused you to feel a thousand times more disgusted whenever Bucky tries to help you, though he assured you a hundred times that the man was seeking to hurt you in some way.
Bucky knew of how suicidal you can get and after that incident, he knew you would blame yourself for it at some point. Due to it, he made sure to throw away your sleeping pills and all of your birth control pills in fear that you might try to commite suicide like you did in the past with them. To be fair, he had already throw away all unnecessary pills in the house, but Bucky practically rummaged through the entire house, through your secret stashes even to get rid of anything that can harm you. However, you had a feeling Bucky got rid of the birth control pills because he wants another child in the future as well. Killing two birds with one stone, he must have thought.
There was once during your pregnancy when he had no choice but to leave for a mission, much to your excitement, since this would be the first ever time he left you alone for months. However, that excitement quickly died down when he left you with his best and most truated friend, Steve Rogers, and frenemy, Tony Stark. You weren't sure why Tony was even there since he wasn't in good terms with Bucky, but he probably felt pity for you because of your situation. Your chances to escape though was practically none as long as Steve was around since he acts like a second yandere to you, especially after you got pregnant. The good thing was that he was sweeter and less possessive but just as much protective as Bucky. Steve only has one mission; to not let you escape and Captain America never breaks away from his goal.
It is better to be around Tony though if you want a hint of freedom. You won't get much, that's for sure, especially with Steve hogging around you as well, but Tony tries his best to get you a fresh air of freedom whenever he is able to. It might not be much nor quite often since Bucky's mission doesn't last that long either, but you appreciated his actions to make you feel comfortable. Though it only made you dread the day Bucky comes back even more.
When he does come back, you gave him the silent treatment. You were still upset about what happened to the man a few months ago and continued to ignore Bucky, even with all his pleas for you to just look at him and apologies about it. That was until the day came when you felt your water broke and after screaming and pushing him away, Bucky forced you to let him carry you to the private hospital Tony had bought for you to give birth at.
After many, many hours of pushing and blaming everything on Bucky, a new bundle of joy came into the world. You and Bucky were in awe the whole time watching the little baby being washed by the nurse, before wrapping a blanket around him. You hated Bucky with all you have, but you could never hate your baby. It wasn't his fault that their father is an obsessive asshole who can't keep his pants to himself.
In the end, you love your baby with everything you have, but hatred is the only emotion you have for Bucky and the whole time you were resting after your exhausting birth, you were too busy thinking of a plan to safely get away from Bucky with your baby boy. And you will do whatever it takes to get out of there, for both his sake and yours.
you know Johnny Depp? he got so many hate messages, his daughter couldn't post a photo of him without getting death threats. and then it turned out his opponent was BS, and he was the victim. James Charles? He didn't do anything, but people hated him so much, said so many horrible things, he almost killed himself. I remember there was another girl, 16? who make a comment about someone being annoying, and the person commiting suicide. People were calling a 16 year old a murderer for saying someone was annoying. And it turns out, the girl wasn't even dead!
So sometime this decade let’s normalize
Holding celebrities accountable to a high standard of ethical behavior
Holding celebrity news responsible to certain standards of respect and privacy, and not blowing things out of proportion
Not harassing celebrities or bullying them online and acting like it’s okay because they’re “never going to see it”
In general let’s normalize the opposite of whatever celebrity culture is rn because it’s toxic for everyone involved, including us audience members
doodles for @clownexpert ‘s fic a puppet loosely strung !!! it’s really good but sad ToT anyways go read it rn
I'm not suicidal anymore but this is something I thought about when I was and I still keep thinking of it. I appreciate all the amazing threads and posts about reasons to live and honestly they really help in lifting one's spirits but does it prevent suicide? Idk. As for myself, whenever I have been suicidal, nothing absolutely nothing seems like it's worth the pain. Wanting to die is one thing, you might still have hope. But deciding that you actually want to die is another, nothing appeals to you. Not the fact that you have so many books to read, not your favourite band, not the thought of your family and friends. Once you fall into that pit of wanting to give up on life, coming out of it is extremely extremely difficult. You have to pull yourself out of it, you gotta rip yourself off this imaginary wall you're clinging to, even if your nails chip off in the process. And if this is the feeling of being suicidal I can't even imagine how someone who actually killed themself might be feeling. You couldn't pull yourself out of the pit, you didn't have the energy to rip yourself off the wall, I just can't imagine the pain. If you are one of those who managed to pull yourself out of the pit, I'm so so proud of you and I'll always be there for you. I hope you never fall again and I hope your days are filled with hope. If you are currently feeling like this, I hope you can pull yourself out, I'll be there if you ever wanna talk. And if you are one of those who lost a dear one to suicide, I wish you all the strength to get over your loss. If I was able to make even one person understand what it means to be suicidal, I hope you become a lot more gentler to the people around you and I pray please don't let your loved ones fall into the pit. Reach out.
Hm I have some heavy angsty prompts arcana related but I always just do not want to post them because I feel like no one wants that super sad shit
{tw self harm} The most fucked up thing I think ever saw on a fanfiction website were countless dan/phil fanfictions about dan s*lf h*rming and then being “saved” by phil. Hundreds of them. Stories about real people s*lf h*rming and or being s**cidal. I can’t even beginn to describe how incredibly fucked up this is
hey
I look at my reflection in the mirror and I can't see me. I ask myself 'is that really me?'. The memory of the first time this happened still haunts me and I relive it over and over and over. Objectively I know that it's me, but when I see my face I can't see me and when I see my body I can't see me, no matter how hard I try. In fact I have a hard time even conceptualizing a holistic image of my outer appearance. Its just all disconnected features, that don't fit together and that, even If I were able to add them up, wouldn't look like me.
I have a special quarrel with my female body. I feel utterly disgusted even by the mere possibility of getting pregnant. I hate the fact that I am able to get pregnant, to an extent that I would probably end my life If I ever did, even If with the option of abortion. Even thinking about it right now is physically painful. My chest hurts and I want to throw up. Just how it looks is upsetting to me as well, but I don't know why.
This has sabotaged all my sexual and thus also all my romantic relationships with men and woman alike. I tends to get with feminine men with long hair, but I ask myself constantly 'what If I don't want to be with them, what If I want to be them?'. What makes it especially suspicious is that I like guys who may look like me If I were male almost to a 't' the same hair and eye color and clothing style, roughly similar in height, weight and facial features. If the men I had dated would have been woman, I would have had dated my doppelganger. Its creepy.
Is it bc it's a female body or is it just bc I hate how it looks? I know I want it to be firmer and skinner, although I way at most 55 kilograms at a height of almost 170 centimeters. Its the same thing yet again: I know I'm not ugly by societal standards bc people have told me so all my life. I know that my face outshines my body by millennia though. But even my face I can't really say I feel like it's beautiful. Its just there.
When I look at myself I don't feel the sensation I usually get when looking at something I find visually pleasing. I wear extravagant or weird clothing and make up, that I think are beautiful, in order to help the disconnect. But its not enough and I come to realize maybe it will never be. I have been living like this ever since I was a pre teen. I turn twenty-one soon. It's been ten years and I'm tired. Sometimes I imagine myself in a male body. Sometimes it gives me a sense of peace, most times it scares me to death.
I have a difficult relationship with being a woman, in the social sense, being assigned female at birth. Being raised as a woman was incredibly painful to me at times, not bc my gender expression, witch was always feminine, clashed with the expectations but my personality did, in a big way. Yet when I look around at other woman I can see the same hurt in their stories. I can see myself in them in a way I will never be able to do with a man. My relationships with woman as a woman are the most defining of my life. Female companionship is life changing. Only among woman I can almost feel what might be called freedom, what might be called peace. I realized: I could never live life as a man. I don't want to live life as a man. But should I be male, am I a man? Maybe non-binary? But what do I do with my body in that case? I don't know, I just don't know. It kills me.
Maybe seek professional help and not rant on tumblr, but one of those costs money and the other is free. I don't know what's wrong with me. Maybe I am dysphoric, but I do have genetic dispositions for depression, bipolar and schizophrenia, so who knows. I just know that this can't be normal. Or do other people live like this just fine? In this agony?
As a side note: This was pretty heavy stuff and I am truly and deeply sorry If I failed to tag one of your triggers. If you feel like it just hit me up and I'll add it. I also thought about adding a trans tag but I think I invade your spaces enough already, so please also hit me up If you think I should take a tag off this post.
Reblog if you would be devastated if you found out one of your followers committed suicide.
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