Me When Someone Asks Abt My Mental Health But The Only Thing Keeping Me From The Brink Is Obsessing Abt

"i stand by my cancelled wife" but it's about bitchy, mean, entitled, arrogant, bigoted, Canonical draco malfoy

(mostly due to a laundry list of headcanons that change his internal dialogue but not his external actions, like god intended, but also i think it's funny)

listening to music isn’t enough anymore i need to eat it

Idk, the fact that I'm not laying in a girl's lap watching tv while she subconsciously plays with my hair rn seems pretty homophobic if you ask me 👀

me looking at a character that's acting all tough but one listen of Class of 2013 (Audiotree Live) would send them into a coma they would never recover from:

i think the reason i love studio ghibli as much as i do is because it encompasses everything i love about life. wearing clothes that make you feel young and free that you can run and jump and climb trees in. the sense of peace that only comes from sitting on a train watching scenes move by the in windows, walking through the city at night, reading on a bench. the way there is so much grief and pain and hardship in each movie, and the world being torn apart but in spite of that, there is wholesomeness and warmth in bowls of noodles and dinner with your family and singing loudly without worrying about what your voice sounds like, and if you love someone enough it doesn’t matter that the world is falling apart around you. it’s about romanticising the little things in life, the hot mug of tea, that moment in the streetlight in the rain, the sunrise looking pretty through your little window; and it’s about the quiet, soft, warm moments you share with other people through those. those the things i cling onto in life, the small moments of joy that make life worth living.

released ch5 of inspiral from its cage 😌 at long last:

In which Ron is consulted on his opinions on aesthetics for some reason,,,,,,

comedic highlights in this post! this is the most sitcom-y chapter so far, and can honestly be read alone if you rlly like the trio + nev + patil twins and their chaotic friendship! also for chess players, hairstyling enjoyers, and lee jordan appreciators

mp3 to powder converter im gonna need to snort the song

nyctophilia -- finding relaxation or comfort in the darkness. 

Sometimes I refuse to sleep, because at 3am is the calmest I ever feel. Not that my body isn’t dying of anxiety. But the world is silent. No one expects anything of you. No one in that moment can make you feel terrible. Only you can. And there’s a weird power in that. 

Only power you ever held over me was the power of your cowardice. You were scared of being bested by a child, you were scared of not being obeyed, as if non compliance made you lose your dignity; you were scared of my independent mind and creative power, you were threatened by my intelligence and my sense to see reason.

That’s what you attacked in me. That’s what bothered you. And like a most cowardly piece of pathetic goo, you found this was worth resorting to violence over. Boo-hoo, I was smarter than you. Boo-hoo, I was okay with the way I looked. Boo-hoo, I wasn’t your propery. Boo-hoo, I could live without you. Boo-hoo, I didn’t find you worth obeying.

You think violence and torture made you more worthy? It made you unworty of existing. You think terror of you made me respect you? I was filled with nothing but disgust and desire to end you. Because you became nothing to me, unworthy of my attention or care or love, you were not worthy even being stepped over, so you forced it out of me when it was all far from your reach, far from anything you deserved.

You went against nature and justice to tear what you wanted from me, and you will be cursed with that forever. You will never again be worthy of anyone’s love. You have proven that no power belongs to your hands, you are twisted and unnatural and reaching for what isn’t yours. Rot in contempt, you powerless, disgusting rat. Nobody wants your violence.

they both do this to each other btw, draco even started it. in his mind ron occupies a space scarily adjacent to beloved little pet.

draco, mentally, while stroking ron's hair: i've always wanted a puppy.

"It worried Ron sometimes, and the uncomfortable, hard edge of it pressed up against his side even when he wasn't-- that Draco only kept agreeing to these meetings not (only) out of obligation, but because he viewed him as some petty form of entertainment. A talking, dancing monkey in a long line of dancing monkeys, that he deigned to wave a hand at and let amuse him after he grew bored, of-- of swimming in a massive pool filled to the brim with his own Galleons, or whatever it is rich bastards did in their free time.

hell, the way he looked at him sometimes, undeniably fond, but exactly in the way you'd look at a pet that just did something cute-- the way he put his hands on him, how he liked to curl one around the back of his neck to prompt Ron to look up at him, then thread it in his hair and keep it there, proprietary."

draco is incredibly touch starved, obviously (we're going off of pure canon where it's clear he has no real friends, and his parents aren't exactly . . huggers), and so what ends up happening eventually is that ron just takes to petting him like he's a damn dog:

i'd like to highlight specially the scenes above where ppl just freaking, rub a hand over the entirety of will's face, bc first off wth, and second off draco would LIVE for that shit he is so pathetic wet car.

and they cuddle. obviously. draco is clingy asf. as they bond he takes to standing with his arm around ron's waist whenever they're next to each other, specifically bc ron's taller and he thinks thats awesome, actually