a collection of every single Harry Hook oneshot and or 2-parter I've written for the last five years. A total of 131 parts.
Thank you so much for reading. REQUESTS ARENT OPEN.
marked completed-but may reopen one day.
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Since you were a child, your mind was constantly overthinking, every single possibility, good or bad, bombarding your mind about everything and nothing at the same time.
-what if I never live up to my mom's expectations-
-if I don't pass this test everyone will hate me-
-they aren't really my friend; they just feel sorry for me-
-I need to shut up I'm talking too much-
-they are ignoring me; they must hate me-
-everyone is faking-
-if I'm not careful I'll cut my finger and then I'll have to get surgery to remove my hand because I was too careless-
Yeah...it got tiring after a while.
Everything made sense when you were 10 and were finally diagnosed with anxiety, everything got a little bit easier to deal with after that, one of your tactics was just pretending your best friend Piper was talking you down
-I forgot to turn off the oven, and I'm going to burn my mom's house down, and I'm going to go to jail and-
'no, you didn't, you always check every single time, twice, you turned it off, now shut up before I smack you, I'm trying to eat this churro.'
It always loomed in the back of your mind, though hanging out with your closest friends did deafen the noise a bit, but it was always there.
You had little toys to help you focus but you were always looked at oddly when you had a little cube with millions of buttons on it so once again, your anxiety won out and you picked at your fingers, bit your lip, rubbed the fabric of your clothes between your fingers, and sometimes dug your nail into your thumb to distract yourself from your own brain.
Crushes, were one of your ultimate weakness, even the thought of someone you had a crush on sent you into a spiral, your brain would tell you they didn't even know you existed, that they hated you and faking being nice, that your crush would never go anywhere.
