#[ dl ] just like a pill

[ronzombie]

Which F/O?

[fosterworks-art]

Thought WAY too hard about undergrad Phoenix, and now Amazon thinks I'm a lawyer.

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Just in case you can't read my handwriting, please look below for the notes. The below notes are a tad differently written + there may be some extra info I couldn't put in the sketches.

Page 1 - 18 y/o Phoenix

He majors in Criminology and Studio Art. So his main courses are Criminal Justice & Criminology, and Drawing.

He disappeared sometime after DL-6 and showed up with short hair, living in a duplex.

Studying to be a prosecutor - or cartoonist. His reasoning to becoming a prosecutor is unclear, he gives different answers (He can't do math, money and respect, it's a good job), he does genuinely want to help people through prosecuting, though.

Larry and Phoenix haven't seen each other for eight years, but did exchange letters.

For Larry, I wrote a couple notes for him: Going from job to job (and girl to girl) - Pretty good with tech and mechanics. That's a reference to the Thinker clocks, because it's impressive that he made them.

Page 2 - 19 y/o

Poker Hobbyist

Draws and sells card decks (and doujinshis)

People say he has a great poker face.

Also super friendly, just a doormat.

Friends don't know much about him and he doesn't talk about himself much.

He didn't remember Miles or the class trial until he saw the newspaper

That's when he decides to switch from being a prosecutor to being a defense attorney.

It doesn't change much about school.

Page 3 - 20 y/o

He's been taking summer classes this entire time. So he's a senior by 20.

He's a hard worker, and very tired. But he needs to meet Edgeworth asap.

Starts shrimping

People generally know him as a sweetheart and a softie, and a doormat. His classmates also realize that he could be a bit mean.

Heard about the Armando poisoning, but believed it was a different Dahlia Hawthorne. The one he was dating wouldn't harm a soul.

He trusted his girlfriend more than anyone, but never showed his true face until their last date. (He wore makeup and colored contacts throughout high school and college, only Larry knows what he really looks like.)

Couldn't see each other much, because they were both so busy.

Page 4- Born April 11th, 1993

This is what he looked like before the Doug Swallow trial. I just wanted to draw him when he wasn't sick, because the mask would cover the makeup.

(Just pretend I know what I'm doing with the hospital drawing)

Phoenix's 21st Birthday Presents

Not Guilty verdict

Hospital Bill

Botched Surgery (awake, aware, remembered)

Aversion to chips, pills, and romantic relationships

Friend (Mia Fey)

He didn't stay in the hospital for long and refused medication.

Yes he was in excruciating pain. Yes he finished his exams.

He ate glass, he can take it.

[catboybiologist]

March 2024 documentation and transition journal

Just got my levels results back, meaning that the doc is fully updated for March:

This is possibly one of the most exciting and interesting months of HRT since starting, because I've experimented around a lot with injection doses, so let's talk about that! I'm also slapping a couple of old pics in here for reference, so I'll slap some selfie tags on this.

So, lots of interesting HRT stuff. At my last levels check, I was on 4mg injectable EV a week. And… my E actually went down, even though that’s an effectively higher dose than my previous regimen (6mg sublingual/day). Because of this, I talked with my provider, and essentially she told me to fuck around. I probably was way looser with it than she wanted me to be, but she told me to go to 8mg/week maximum, and try and settle on 6mg/week minimum. So….. here’s what I did.

1 week of 8mg.

2 weeks at 7mg.

2 weeks 6mg, during which my levels were checked at mid.

I… can’t really advocate for this. Basically, my logic was that I wanted to see what it felt like to max things out, but have my actual levels check reflect what I’m like at 6mg to know if increasing or maximizing the dose beyond that is necessary at all. Ultimately, I’ve concluded that 8mg feels too high- I start getting a bit of headache and nausea at peak. 7mg feels very comfortable. 6mg, I felt fucking miserable at trough. When I was on 4mg/week, I used a couple of sublingual pills to try and get through that, but I tried to see if I could stop doing that. It went okay for the higher doses, but on 6mg… ugh. Felt like complete shit. I’ll def be using a couple this week to get through that, probably just 4-6mg sublingual on wed/thurs to make sure I’m feeling okay.

Oh. Also. I ditched Spironolactone, against the advice of my provider. 

I was getting really, REALLY irritated by the diuretic effects, so I quit it when I tried to 8mg dose just to see what would happen. I figured that 8mg would be more than enough to suppress T on its own (likely true), and so I thought it would be the best time to try that. And… when I stopped spiro, a depressive haze that had been in my head lifted very quickly. I thought it was just depression based on a rough past couple of months, and that’s probably true, but it also felt physical. The diuretic effects have also stopped, and I genuinely can’t imagine going back on spiro.

I’ve heard a lot of theoretical stuff about spiro potentially being able to inhibit growth and development. It's possibly a growth hormone inhibitor, but should be a more potent antiandrogen than anyone else. It’s…. Really hard to say whether spiro actually inhibits growth. As with a lot of transfemme physical developments, there’s never been a comprehensive, conclusive study on it, which is why its relegated to miscellaneous anecdotes that everyone will swear one way or the other on. I’ll have some opinions on this later.

So what improvement to my levels did I get out of all of this?

Well…. Good, but nothing radical. My midcycle estrogen is 159 pg/mL, which is about my target for trough. It’s a good step up from the 4mg dose, but I’m probably going to increase to 7mg/week- that felt fine to me, and I’m pretty confident that that’ll be the dose that nails it. I’m pretty deadset on going forward with that, I would just need a levels check to verify we’re all good there. (Side note, I’m a bit frustrated that my body literally seems allergic to just… stuff. Idk if I have an overactive liver or what, but my T crashed super easily, adderall consistently lasts shorter than it should, and my E is really struggling to go up.)

And did this result in any physical improvement? 

I actually think that this last month has been the single fastest month of physical development I’ve ever had. Here’s some things I’ve noticed:

My breasts have become much larger and more developed in relation to my chest, with a much better shape. Comparison pictures to even just the end of January show a wild difference (sorry, not posting that publicly). To be fair, though, I’m still pretty clearly in tanner 2, and I maybe want to wait for just a bit more development before I start progesterone. 

Waist measurement is still going down, and hip measurement is still holding steady. This means that, in effect, my hips are getting wider.

And this is one of the most exciting ones- my upper body seems like its getting smaller. I’m floored by this. My underbust is less, my chest looks noticeably less barrel-y, and my ribcage kind of “flows” into my waist better. I wrote a bit about this on reddit just now, but I think I know what’s happening here. Not only is fat burning from the sides of my chest as it builds on the front of my chest, I actually think my costal cartilage might be getting “tighter”, effectively pulling my ribs a bit closer in to my sternum

I have…. No way to confirm the hunches of that last one, other than the images I can show. So for educational purposes (and y’know. Making the funny women in my phone type funny syllables) Here’s a quick timeline where I think you can see the “barrellness” of my chest decreasing:

From left to right, we have September (0-1mo), December (3-4mo), March (6-7mo)

Don't worry, my shoulders are just as wide and athletic dyke-y.

Am I delusional? Is this anything? Maybe. Pictures are hard to make consistent with changes this small. But I do feel like its noticeable, and it seems like women’s cut shirts and tanks have fit me in a way that’s a lot more consistent with a cis woman’s body. Again, there’s also nsfw images, and I think they show a lot of progress, and I think I can pretty definitively say that this has been the single month with the most physical changes since, well, my first month back in September. 

Why did this happen? Well, I’m working with a sample size of one here, and multiple variables have changed at the same time. There’s really three things that could be happening: increased injection dosage, ditching spiro, or the general come and go of physical changes. It’s impossible to completely know what’s going on because of this, unfortunately- I’d need way more data. That said…. This is the first new “wave” of development I’ve had since I started, and my actual blood levels didn’t increase that much. I really, really don’t want to conclude anything, but I’m kinda thinking that spiro had something to do with it. It has broad effects on physiology which aren’t entirely characterized, that could easily theoretically be inhibiting generic growth and development. That said, I think starting with a strong antiandrogen is basically necessary for HRT. It’s extremely difficult to get E levels up without robustly inhibiting T first. Obviously don’t take this as medical advice, or even a scientific opinion. This is nothing more than a hunch.

Idk. I’m happy. I feel like I finally am starting to break through the progress stall I’ve been growing increasingly frustrated with. And I think getting the proper injection dose actually worked to break through it. I’m feeling a lot better with my transition in general too. I won’t elaborate much here, but I’ve been coming out to a lot more people, and its been tentatively going about as well as I could ask. We’ll see what the future holds, but I’m excited about it.

[shslbunnylover]

★★★𝙑𝙞𝙩𝙖𝙢𝙞𝙣 𝙒 (12 𝙙𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙁𝙡𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙢𝙖𝙨 𝘿𝙖𝙮 8: 𝙎𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙡 𝙁𝙡𝙪★★★

Character: Wanda Maximoff

Taglist: @inlovewithgreta @lilfartbox1 (Message me to be a part of the taglist until I get a page set up!!)

Trigger warnings (DL, DI): Sickness,

Genre: Fluff or Hurt/Comfort

A/n: Look at me, somewhat back on track! 😂

Word count: 1.0k

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You knew you had picked up some sickness at the ice-skating rink a couple of days ago from one of the kids there, which only made you more frustrated by being mad at the parents who let their sick children go out in public and make everyone else ill.

But with all the work you had to do, handling holiday shopping, card making, your job, and a partridge in a pear tree, you knew that your perseverance wasn't going to let you take a rest.

Lucky for you, you had the hottest nurse in town to take care of you, and you also knew that she would be the one to push you back into your bed.

"Dekta? Are you alright? You've been coughing a lot," Wanda asked, walking up to you and immediately placing her hands on your face and neck, feeling your heated forehead.

"I-I'm fine baby, don't w- Achoo! Don't worry-" You sniffled, breaking out into another sneezing fit, gripping the edges of your blanket that kept you warm from how cold you were.

"Well, I'm going to worry. You're burning up, sneezing uncontrollably, and all bundled up as if you're in Antarctica!" Your girlfriend replied as she went to grab her thermometer from the closet next to the bathroom.

"I told you I was fine Wands," You groaned, putting your head in your hands as the redhead fussed over you.

"You certainly don't look like someone fine, Y/n-" She rolled her eyes, turning you around to face her as she stuck the stick in your mouth.

"B- Mmph!" You said in a muffled voice, looking down at the thermometer before looking back up at your girlfriend with a glare. "I don't like you..."

"Shush Dekta-" Wanda quieted you, pressing a finger to your lips once she had taken the instrument out of your mouth. "101," She sighed, looking at you with concerned eyes. "You need to get back to bed,"

"I can't, you know that!" You replied, "I have so much to do. A little fever isn't going to stop me!"

"Then I will," Your girlfriend said sternly, picking you up in a swift motion before walking you to your shared bedroom. "Stay here, and I'll be right back. Don't move-" She instructed you before leaving the room as quickly as she entered it.

You sighed, plopping down onto your pillow as your body decompressed, your arms pulling a blanket over you for any inch of relief for your cold body.

"Stupid flu," You mumbled, grabbing a tissue box for your nose, too tired to get up and throw the used ones away. "Why don't you just make your kids stay home?"

You lay there in misery, cuddling up against your blanket like a child clinging to their mom through sniffles and coughs.

"I'm back sweetheart," Wanda smiled softly as you noticed her figure appear through your half-open eyes, hearing her lowering her voice to make sure your head didn't hurt from her volume.

"Hmm..." You hummed, taking one of your girlfriend's hands in your own. "Missed you,"

Wanda chuckled, kissing your forehead to check the temperature once again before handing you some medicine.

"Take these, okay Dekta?" The redhead cooed, handing you the pills and some water, watching as you took it and made a face.

"Ew- I thought pills weren't supposed to be icky..." You groaned.

"I'm sorry baby," The green-eyed girl in front of you smiled sympathetically. "I know they taste bad, but you did good by taking them,"

"Wands, you don't need to take care of me, I ca-"

"But I want to, I like making sure you're alright," She chuckled, reassuring you by gently placing her hand on your chest to keep you down on the bed.

"Alright bu- Achoo!" You sneezed once again, rubbing your reddened nose as you grabbed a tissue to blow your nose.

"Come here baby," Wanda smiled, kissing the top of your head before pulling you into her lap, allowing you to rest your head on her shoulder.

"No, I'll get you sick!" You protested, weakly pulling yourself away.

"I got my vaccine, and I already had it earlier this year, I'll be okay. Please don't worry, I'm alright,"

"You sure?" You whimpered.

"Yes, Dekta. I have a strong immune system, and I'll shower extra deeply," She pressed a kiss to the tip of your reddened nose.

You laughed, wrapping your arms around her waist as a replacement for a blanket.

"I feel like a baby," You giggled before sneezing yet again.

"You're just sick. We're all big babies when we're sick," The older woman chuckled.

"I'm just really sorry I got sick..." You said, looking up at your girlfriend with an apologetic expression present on your features that only made the redhead laugh.

"Dekta, it's not your fault," She assured you, patting your head with a smile. "Now, why don't you go to bed and try and get yourself feeling better, okay?"

You nodded; your eyes fluttering shut as you lay in the arms of your love, your thoughts and fears fading like they always did whenever you were with Wanda.

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If you enjoyed reading this, don't forget to like, reblog and comment! Thank you and you are loved <3

-Akira

[maypiles]

Can you do a reading about Jackson Wang love life for 2025 ? Thankkks

Jackson Wang's Love Life 2025

Jackson Wang’s love life for 2025, you say? My dear anonymous, you’ve truly brought me a challenge worthy of my attention. The cards are practically trembling in anticipation—what juicy revelations shall they spill about our international heartthrob?

OH BABY, BUCKLE UP, WE'RE GOIN' FULL-ON SOAP OPERA WITH THIS ONE—SPIRIT DID NOT COME TO PLAY! Jackson Wang’s 2025 is giving me heartbreak, betrayal, career glow-up, and just a sprinkle of Thailand drama. Like, the spirit tea is piping hot, and I’m about to spill every last drop for you, because whew, honey, we’re talking Oscar-level plot twists. LET’S GO.

Jackson’s Love Life: Betrayal in a Penthouse™

Okay, picture this: Jackson Wang, our man of the hour, standing in his THAILAND penthouse, the kind of place with floor-to-ceiling windows, lush foliage on the balcony, vibes immaculate. He’s out here thinking he’s in his “this is my person” era, sipping tea in silk pajamas (don’t argue, this is canon now), dreaming of kids and a future. Baby’s in his Two of Cups and Four of Wands fantasy—soulmate connection, commitment, maybe even a secret marriage. A SECRET MARRIAGE, HONEY?!

BUT WAIT. Cue the record scratch sound effect—we’re talking full-blown Three of Swords drama stabbing right through that dream like a plot twist from hell. Betrayal. Unrequited love. HEART. SHATTERED. Spirit said, “Oh, you thought this was endgame? Think again.” The divine feminine in question? Petite, black-haired, rocking a short white dress. BUT OH, she’s hiding something. Birth control pills, girl?! Like, Jackson wanted kids, and she’s out here on the DL not even entertaining the thought. And when he finds out? BABE. His world is CRACKED.

Now, let me paint you this closure scene because the visuals are DRAMATIC. They’re back in that same penthouse (because Thailand is a whole character in this novella). She’s holding his fingers, head bowed, full of guilt. And Jackson? He’s not even looking at her! HIS EYES ARE RED-RIMMED. He’s staring straight ahead, hurt but stoic, shoulders so tense (10 of wands) you can practically hear the stress in the air. He doesn’t hate her, no, but he’s done. Spirit said, “Closure, not a second chance.” Cue a single tear falling dramatically down his cheek.

Thailand: Betrayal Capital™

Let’s TALK ABOUT THAILAND, because spirit is SCREAMING about it. This isn’t just a location, babe; it’s the set piece for his heartbreak era. Foliage, balconies, luxury everywhere. Spirit keeps showing me 2022, like this whole relationship might’ve started then. But things got serious—like “secret marriage” serious—and then imploded.

OH, and don’t think we’re done with the drama. There’s also a mention of a case. LEGAL DRAMA, BABY. Maybe the breakup leaks (which I doubt), maybe there’s a contract involved, maybe the media catches wind and BOOM—chaos. Spirit is waving the Tower card at me like, “Girl, THIS is the moment everything crumbles.”

Career Glow-Up: Turning Pain into Platinum™

Now let me tell you, Jackson doesn’t sit around crying in his penthouse forever (although, let’s be real, he probably had a good five-star cry session first). Oh no, babe—he’s going straight into Chariot mode. MAN. GETS. TO. WORK.

Spirit shows me the King of Wands and World—he’s taking this heartbreak and spinning it into a career renaissance. Like, oh, you hurt me? Cool, let me drop an album so fire it sets the charts ablaze. He’s collaborating with none other than Taemin (yes, THAT Taemin), and spirit shows me IG exploding with Jackson under the spotlight. Reels, TikToks, fans losing their minds: “Is Jackson okay?! Why is he working so hard?!” Sweetie, he’s turning his pain into ART.

Spirit is also screaming Eight of Pentacles at me—Jackson is laser-focused. He’s building his empire brick by brick, pouring every ounce of heartbreak into his craft. And honey, the Six of Wands is LOUD—by the end of the year, he’s out here winning awards, dropping bangers, and proving to the world that you cannot keep Jackson Wang down. PERIOD.

Spiritual Glow-Up: The Phoenix Rises™

But wait, there’s more! This heartbreak isn’t just about career fuel—it’s a whole Judgment moment. Spirit said, “Jackson, baby, this is your wake-up call.” He’s reflecting, reevaluating, and releasing what doesn’t serve him. The Hanged Man is here like, “Pause, process, heal, and then thrive.”

And guess what? There’s future soulmate energy lingering in the cards. Spirit whispers, “Very soon,” but not before he goes through this transformation. He’s stepping into his King of Pentacles era—stable, grounded, and ready for something REAL.

Instagram Chaos: Media Mayhem™

Ohhhh, let’s TALK ABOUT IG because spirit is SCREAMING about it. The breakup Public? The media eating it up? Who knows? Fans are dissecting his every post, trying to figure out what went down. Cryptic captions, maybe some unfollows—who knows, maybe a subtweet or two. And then the Taemin collab? BABY. Fans are going WILD. Spirit shows me the Five of Wands—drama, speculation, chaos—but Jackson? He’s unbothered. The Six of Wands says he’s rising above it all like the KING he is.

Reconciliation Scene: Closure, Not Rekindling™

Spirit won’t stop replaying this closure moment for me, so let me give you every detail. They’re back in Thailand (yes, AGAIN, because this is basically a Netflix special at this point). She’s holding his fingers, head bowed, trying to apologize, trying to reconcile. But Jackson? Oh, he’s stone cold. Eyes red, staring into the distance. He doesn’t hate her—he’s too evolved for that—but he’s not going back. Spirit said, “This chapter is CLOSED.”

Final Thoughts: Jackson’s 2025 Cinematic Universe™

Listen, 2025 is NOT a chill year for Jackson Wang. It’s heartbreak, betrayal, secret marriages, and penthouse drama, but it’s ALSO healing, career domination, and a full-on spiritual awakening. By the end of the year, he’s stronger, wiser, and thriving like never before.

Jackson’s story this year is proof that even in the worst moments, you can rise like a phoenix, honey. And let’s be real—he’s not just surviving; he’s out here WINNING. Stay tuned, babe, because the Jackson Wang Cinematic Universe is only getting started.

💀😭 OkAY but hold up, y’all, I don’t even KNOW how to start this one! So, like, a reader—a full-on tarot reader (yes, ME, babe)—gets a random ask on Tumblr, like, “Hey, what’s up with Jackson Wang from GOT7’s love life in 2025?” And I’m thinking, “Who? Ohhhh, GOT7, I mean…K-pop...I used to listen to that years ago…” BUT THEN, I tap into this energy and—hold the phone, y’all—I START CHANNELLING HIS ENTIRE LIFE???? Like, WTH is going on?! 😳👀 So here’s the tea, honey: it’s like spirit was like “Oh, babe, I got you!” and boom—I was seeing details I had no business knowing about. We’re talking secret marriages, heartbreak, betrayal, emotional ripples from his IG posts, and even shoulder pain (yes, I'm telling you, the man’s burdened with the weight of his emotions, literally 😭💀). And don't even get me started on the three of swords energy, 'cause... girl, we know he's been hurt but, like, is this him walking away from something that no longer serves him? Betrayal? Some wild energy of wanting closure but, like, not being able to move on, you feel me?? 😳 Then comes the entire storyline of him going from this secret love, all the way to a transformation (like, the Wheel of Fortune is flipping right now—soul growth, HONEY). Did I see a break-up? YES. It’s heartbreaking, but it's the thing that shifts him into focusing on his career—hello, collaborations with Taemin, that IG drama? Oh yes, the media is going CRAZY about him. I’m picturing him like...in Thailand? YEAH, Thailand, fam. And then we get a reconciliation vibe. Closure... but also that divine feminine energy? She’s wearing a short white dress, standing there, giving the most healing vibes but also a little distant. He's hurting. This is one big emotional transformative moment that I’m here for (death card)😩🔥 Did I just channel this man’s life like I’m a spirit medium?? 😱💀 Maybe?? But I’m saying right now—this reading is NOT just some random thing—nope. Spirit wanted me to see all these details for a reason. I’m so extra with this reading, and now here I am typing out a full-on novella about his life, like, hello? He’s not even MY problem but I feel like I’m living his emotional rollercoaster. 😳💖 AND THEN, to wrap it all up, let’s talk about the vibe of this reading: The Tower moment dropped when I saw the whole divine feminine in the balcony of a house in Thailand scene! 🏡🌿 Literally all the pieces fit together like a movie script. There’s a lot of emotional intensity here, but also a serious transformation for him. If you're into the chaos, the growth, the heartbreak... then this reading is for YOU. 2025? Get ready for the glow-up, Jackson. 🤩🔥🛐🥵 Moral of the story: Spirit don’t care who you are, if it wants to drop a truth bomb on you, it WILL. And here I am thinking my little tarot deck’s about to read some normal love life stuff, and BOOM, I'm channeling the whole damn K-pop industry! 😭💅 Someone call TMZ, I need my own reality show. If you feel the vibe, drop me a like, a reblog, or just tell me how crazy this is in the comments because—HONEY, I can’t be the only one obsessed with this wild-ass reading right now. 😩🔥 P.S:

👀💅 Okayyy, so I know this is super random, but I'm not really keeping up with the latest K-pop news (I know, I know, I’m living under a rock, lol my K-pop fan girl era was ten years ago lmfao 😭😅) BUT... if something from this reading actually came true, like, Jackson Wang and Taemin collabing or any of that juicy media drama, definitely come back to this post and hit me up! 😏🔥 Like, I got a whole download from spirit and gave you the scoop on what was up with his love life in 2025 and if any of this stuff actually happens? I NEED TO KNOW. 😩✨ It would honestly be crazy to see it come full circle! So, if Jackson really ends up working with Taemin or, I don’t know, the drama starts bubbling over on his IG? Tag me, reblog me, or drop a comment, cause I’m so curious to know how it unfolds in the 3D world!! 🤯💖 Just know, spirit never misses and I’m here for the tea... so, like, let’s see how this plays out! 😏✨💋💅🏻

[menacinmasochist]

The DL boys and what their addictions/drug problems would be besides the obvious blood:

Shu: Weed. I say this in all my fics, he would be such a big stoner. I'm pretty sure if rejet wasn't Japanese they would have gladly made him a stoner. He sleeps and listens to music that is an indica strain man. Shu suffers from PTSD, depression and detachment issues. Weed keeps him calm and eases his nerves. Not a drinker.

Reiji: Reiji likes tea and honestly coffee as well, he's gotta have that energy from somewhere right? Caffeine addict. Typical virgo behavior. A drinker as well, and can hold his liquor. Not a smoker.

Ayato: Perc 10 I just copped a Perc 10, Perc 30. Ayato is a perc head, sometimes cocaine as well. But he claims he isnt addicted, yea okay. Likes drinking and smoking but prefers pills.

Kanato: He's got a sugar addiction for the most part, but he will indulge in some sweet tasting cocktails too, he knows no limit. If it tastes good, he gets DRUNK. Not a smoker.

Laito: ecstasy and molly, that's why he's so sexual and has all that energy, plus says the most out of pocket shit. Enjoys taking shots from time to time, and will smoke a Cuban cigar.

Subaru: He drinks sometimes, and smokes with Shu occasionally but he prefers to remain sober for the most part, lowkey a gymrat and addicted to protein powder. Will literally snort a line of protein powder.

Ruki: Manz is stressed out, he smokes cigarettes. New Ports, Camels. Marbelos, you name it he's smoked it. Is a drinker.

Kou: Also into a lot of party drugs, but loves a good flavored vape. (He gives such Doja Cat energy). Smokes and drinks.

Yuma: He gardens his own weed, smokes it sometimes but he's more addicted to food and sugar as well. Not a drinker.

Azusa: he literally likes to hurt himself, I think Heroin would be the most suitable or morphine. Has baby lungs so cant smoke but enjoys doing it cause it hurts him. Will drink for the burning throat sensation.

Carla: Xanax, he likes the shlumped out dead feeling, plus he doesnt feel the pain as much. Hates smoking it hurts his lungs, likes drinking a little.

Shin: Horse tranquilizer, ketamine. self explanatory. Likes to smoke sometimes but only nicotine.

Kino: Addarell, he's gotta stay focused to plot on everyone. Smokes and drinks , plus can handle himself.

[bitchy-peachy]

Trying to organize my ao3 with my steroid scrambled brain and blurry eyes was NOT a good idea. Now I wanna eat and nap like an useless baby again.

I even did whiny sounds while curling up. So embarrassing. Today was my last steroid so I hope this shit diminishes fast from now on.

I want my eyes to stop pulsing, I want no brain fog (these stupid pills were the only ones with that side effect so I know it was these steroid bitches again.) I want no under chin swelling that chokes me.

Blah, blah, blah... Anyways I'm TRYING to catch up on fic reading, fic reviewing, bookmark organizing, answering/approving old old OLD comments, meeting readers (yeah I had some trying to just hang so I'm checking if they're good people

And all sorts of wonderful organizing things. Also... there's me considering moving wattpad protected stuff little by little over to ao3 cos I don't think you guys have even seen the other DL, Bleach and Naruto stuff I've written... Plus wattpad readers kinda ignore us.

Gin and I are from there so we know 😆.

Anyways, that's somewhat of an ao3 update thingy. Feel lik2 napping again. It's like all the sleep I lost is coming back with a vengeance...

(Literally me. I do be having my phone like that on my lap whilst the lights are off LMFAO)

[theshippirate22]

OD part 3 love y’all

The statements typed up and placed in a manila file to be looked over on a pair of official Willablues investigators’ desks included the following highlights:

Hunter Stevens Willablues- Case 39202948

Evidence relevant to case:

-Urine toxicology screen results: Positive for opiates (Approx. 80 mg)

-Blood toxicology screen results: Positive for opiates (Approx. 80 mg)

-Saliva toxicology screen results: Positive for opiates (Approx. 80 mg)

-Vomit sample toxicology screen results: Positive for opiates (Approx. 100 mg)

-Monster Energy drink can containing Stevens' DNA: Positive for opiates (Concentration unknown)

-Premier Protein shake bottle containing Stevens' DNA: Positive for opiates (Approx. 110 mg)

-Hair toxicology screen results: No recognizable or significant previous metabolism of opiates, oxycodone, or morphine derivatives

Interrogation of Eliza Stevens:

Do you have any reason to believe Hunter may be addicted to opioids?

ES: Absolutely not. If he was, I would know about it.

Arguably most addicts would try to hide their issue, especially if it would directly endanger their job. What makes Hunter any different?

ES: You don't get it. Our dad was an addict. Broke his hand in a car door when we were teenagers and started popping Vicodin like candy. It made him absolutely insufferable, and he was so horrible to Hunter. He'll do anything to not be like Dad. If Hunter had a problem, he would tell me. He would want help. He would be scared.

Interrogation of DeLyn Lexie:

Do you have any reason to believe Hunter may be addicted to opioids?

DL: No! See... he's weird. About pills. He... his best friend died by suicide via overdose. It... f***ed him up pretty good. He's really, really careful, and just generally bizarre about pills. If he had an addiction, it wouldn't be to that. And if he had addiction at all, we would know about it. He tells me when he has sex, for God's sake! And rates how good it was! He tells me things that couldn't be waterboarded out of me. He would say something, even as a joke.

Has he expressed suicidal ideation in the past?

DL: What, you think he's trying to copy Amber? I mean, what do you want me to say? He's mentally ill, sure, but again, f***ing weird about pills. If he was going to kill himself, he would've done something more creative and less uncomfortable for him.

Would you say Hunter is well liked?

DL: I don't really know. I like him, but I've always had sort of a crush on him, so I don't know if my opinion is worth anything. None of my friends like him.

Interrogation of Michelle “Missy” Schwartz:

Do you have any reason to believe Hunter may be addicted to opioids?

MS: God no! He's not that type. That's just... I can't even get Hunter to take Tylenol when he has a migraine! I keep his Adderall in my bag to give to him because he's afraid of having it around and accidentally double-dosing! Look at this!

~Upon removing one prescription bottle addressed to Hunter Stevens for Dextroamphetamine/Amphetamine Salt Extended Release 20 mg tablets from her bag~

MS: I've got it right here! He doesn't like keeping pills on him at all! Hell, I had to fight him for months after Amber to count anything other than Aspirin, and that was still pulling teeth! He hates pills! And he especially wouldn't be able to stand anything he knew he could overdose on, especially opioids.

Would you have any reason to believe Hunter was following one Amber Roberts' behavior in efforts to harm himself?

MS: What?! You think it was a suicide attempt? No, no, no, no, no. He wouldn't do that, because he would think that I would get in trouble for it. How would it look for me if another one of my techs died by overdose suicide? He wouldn't f*** me over like that.

Would you say Hunter is well liked?

MS: Clearly, you've never met him. You don't really... go around liking him. It's more like, you hate him for a long time and then eventually one day you'd die for him and you love him more than your own siblings. It's... He's... difficult.

Interrogation of Erica Shah:

Would you have any reason to believe Hunter was following one Amber Roberts' behavior in efforts to harm himself?

ES: Oh, no. After Amber, he was very angry. Not at her, just about everything. He would say that suicide was stupid. That Amber solved a temporary problem for herself by creating a bigger permanent problem for everyone else. It was one of his principles.

He could’ve changed his mind.

ES: Hunter? Never. He would rather make a fool of himself defending something stupid than admit he was wrong.

Would you say Hunter was well liked?

ES: *laughing* We love Hunter because we know him. Not many other people do.

Love him or know him?

ES: Both.

Interrogation of Elijah Hansen:

Do you have any reason to believe Hunter may be addicted to opioids?

EH: No, I never would’ve guessed. I mean, Hunter has a bad habit of telling people things he probably shouldn’t.

But he never said anything about taking opioids?

EH: Not that I can remember.

Would you say Hunter was well liked?

EH: Yeah, of course! He’s funny, he’s generally helpful. He’s everybody’s favorite.

Buchanan dragged his hand down his face. “What do you think?”

Davison looked over the pages a final time. “I think Stevens is a dick, and he’s definitely got some problems, but an opioid addiction isn’t one of them.”

“So how’d he end up with enough hydrocodone in his drinks to kill him?” He meant it rhetorically and Davison took it as such. He tucked everything back into the folder and decided, “We’ll stop by tomorrow morning to give Mrs…”

“Schwartz.”

“Schwartz, right, the all clear for him to return as soon as he’s physician cleared.”

Truth be told, Hunter didn’t feel all that shitty. The whole affair had had the same effect on him as what he imagined happened when he shut his phone completely off and restarted it.

Which was a good thing, given that he was in an elevator with Lyn, who had gone nearly a whole 36 hours without talking to him and was meticulously relaying to him every single thought that had occurred to her in the time they’d been apart.

He didn’t mind, not really. The sound of her endless yapping was familiar and endearing and proved that even though everything felt fucking weird, one thing would always be the same. Lyn was consistent. And loud.

She was explaining the plot of the episode of her show she’d watched the night before when the doors parted and he was met with a smirking Eliza who knew exactly what was happening.

“Next time you plan on having a medical emergency, do you think you could give me a heads up? I’ll request time off.”

“I’m feeling fine, thanks for asking.” He let her look over him and kiss his forehead, before lowering his voice to ask “Did you talk to the cops?”

“And the Willablues investigators and the Willablues corporate lawyers and some newspaper, I don’t even remember which one.”

“And you too?” He asked Lyn.

“Me and everybody else. Even Heather and Livy.”

He set his jaw, trying very hard not to look as worried as he felt.

“Don’t worry about it,” Eliza mumbled pointlessly. “It’ll be fine. Everyone knows you’re not an addict. Missy will look out for you.”

“Yeah…” He didn’t sound at all convinced.

"She's right," Lyn continued. "Besides, you've got much bigger problems right now."

"What could possibly be-"

"HUNTER!"

"Oh, God." Hunter had just enough time to brace himself before Erica yanked him into a hug. She smothered him in against her, then flung him out at arm's length to examine him and then pulled him right back out. "I'm okay, Kiki," He mumbled, although it came out all muffled against her shoulder.

"You're stupid," She accused, cradling his face. "You need to be looked after."

"I really did argue on your behalf," Lyn insisted.

"She did," Eliza laughed. "It was a valiant effort."

"What's happening?"

"She thinks you're going to die if you go home by yourself, and neither of us can really look after you, so... you're going home with Erica."

"Oh, Kiki, no!" Hunter scrubbed his face. "I'm really okay. You don't need to-"

"Shut up. You're coming."

"What about your kids?"

She rolled her eyes with all the exaggeration of a long-suffering mother. "It will do them good. You can teach them some respect and I can teach them to not need me. You're my kid now."

He laughed, clearly coming to terms with the fact that the battle had been lost. "Yeah, okay."

"Look," Erica told the girls. "He's already better."

Eliza hugged him again and half-sang "Have fun!"

Lyn hugged him too, to which he made a face. "Why do you smell like vomit?"

"It's your vomit, asshole."

"Come on, Kiki. Clearly, she needs your help more than I do."

Erica cocked an eyebrow and pointed at Lyn. "Take a shower."

"Yes ma'am." She smirked.

Erica took Hunter by the hand and started to drag him out toward the automatic doors to the parking lot. He looked back at Lyn and Eliza and sort of waved.

They both waved back. "He's going to hate that whole thing, isn't he?"

Eliza tipped her head. "He'll say he does, but... Actually, he'll just be so thrilled someone's gonna cook for him."

"He's easy to please," Lyn agreed, laughing fondly.

Hunter leaned over the counter. That was weird too. He was used to being on the other side.

"You look better," Caleb said, filing away the just-reviewed prescriptions tucked in bins next to Lee's computer.

"What, cause I'm not choking on my own tongue?" He smirked.

"It was super ungraceful. You're brave to show your face around here again."

Hunter laughed, but sort of trailed off into solemnity. "I, uh... I don't know if anyone told you."

Caleb set the now empty bin back on the counter and came to lean across from him so they could properly talk.

"From the tox screen, they, uh... well, there was so much in my system, they said if you guys had waited for the EMTs to give me Narcan, my chance of survival would've been less that 20%."

Caleb's eyebrows shot up, nearly touching the single gold curl that hung down near his glasses. "What?"

"Yeah, uh..." Hunter swallowed. "You saved my life."

The words washed over them both and there was something needlessly intense about it.

"So, thanks, or whatever."

"Yeah, of course," Caleb mumbled absently. Lee pushed another bin of packaged prescriptions toward him and he straightened up to file those too. He only got three put away before he turned around. "It wasn't me."

Hunter gave him a bemused look. "Lyn and Missy said-"

"Well, yeah, it was me, I stabbed you, but... I didn't know what to do. Everyone was arguing, and I was panicking, and I was completely useless. I just had one, single thought."

Hunter leaned in closer, like that could answer his unspoken questions faster.

"What would Hunter do? And I knew if it was me, if our roles were reversed, you would trust Lyn. You would stay calm and... you would've stabbed me. So that's what I did."

"Thank you," Hunter echoed significantly.

Caleb nodded slowly.

The moment was shattered as Buchanan and Davison rounded the corner. "Stevens! Glad to see you up and about."

Hunter instantly tensed, standing up straighter and crossing his leg under to appear somewhat casual.

Everyone in the pharmacy, which at that moment, included Caleb, Lee, Missy, Lyn, Elijah, and Erica all came around to talk to the case workers.

"The good news," Buchanan said. "Is that Hunter is good to come back to work. He's been cleared of any suspicion."

Hunter relaxed again, relief washing over him like the nausea that hit moments before. His sight darted quickly to Lyn, who was already giving him a side-eyed look to confirm they'd both heard the same thing.

"The bad news," Buchanan continued. "Is that if Hunter didn't do this to himself... there's only one other explanation."

No one said anything for a moment, until Lyn got her voice back enough to say what he meant out loud.

"One of us poisoned him."

[floef-likes-everything]

MCYT Song Analysis: They Don't Know You Like I Do - Imagine Dragons

Are you ready for some emotional damage? I love myself some Imagine Dragons and boy does this song hit different if you keep the Life Series in mind while listening to it. Maybe first just listen to it without reading my little rant first, just to appreciate it (can you tell I'm a big Imagine Dragons fan? Yeah, probably)

(ps. please keep in mind this is all about the characters as opposed to the cc's of course :])

An essay on how this wonder of a song is so insanely desert duo / rancher duo / a tiny bit of flower husbands coded. We’ll go chorus by chorus and some lines are better than others, but just wait for the refrain to kick in.

He was never gonna make it Every pill he found, he'd take it Always on the edge of breakdowns But keeping it together somehow Just another cold November You called me, but I didn't answer I was so oblivious, now I'm asking for forgiveness

While this is the weaker chorus of them all, the first line is incredibly strong: ‘He was never gonna make it’. It can refer to both Jimmy and Scar, as everybody is always talking about them being prone to dying and you have the Canary Curse, of course. The lines after that are a bit more of a general vibe, but I like to relate ‘Always on the edge of breakdowns’ to the perpetual state of slight panic Jimmy is always in during the life series. We end on a banger, as ‘I was so oblivious, now I’m asking for forgiveness’ is just incredibly desert duo coded. Grian killing Scar with the creeper in 3rd life was him being oblivious and him pledging his life to Scar was Grian asking for forgiveness.

So, not the strongest of starts for this chorus, but the second one starts with one of the best lines.

For every single time I failed you I'm feeling like it's me that killed you Remembering the time they jumped you And I was too scared to help you Looking back, I can't erase it, I guess it's time to face it You never seem to know how to let it all go

‘For every single time I failed you, I’m feeling like it’s me that killed you’ does that need any explanation?! Grian and Scar are almost always connected in some way (yes, more in 3rd Life and DL of course) and I just can’t put in to words how this lyrics makes me feel. Grian DID fail Scar in DL and it got them both killed (Grian getting killed by the Warden). No, Grian, you’re not only feeling like you killed him you DID kill him. Often even, most times with intent.  

The next line can be related to desert duo, but to me it’s more rancher coded ‘Remembering the time they jumped you and I was to scared to help you’. I can’t think of anything else but Pearl, Scott, Cleo and Martyn ‘kidnapping’ Jimmy. Jimmy called out to Tango for help BUT HE DIDN’T. I mean, sure, Tango wasn’t exactly scared but I can dream alright? I don’t think something similar happened to desert duo, but I can be mistaken. It’s been a bit since I watch 3rd life lmao.

‘Looking back, I can’t erase it, I gues it’s time to face it, You never seem to know how to let if all go’ is admittedly the weakest line of the chorus, but is still very DL desert duo coded. In my mind it’s about Scar who can’t let go what happened in 3rd life, he can’t stand seeing Grian with BigB. 

Don't listen to a single word they say about you They don't know you like I do Don't listen to a single word they say about you They don't know you like I do

This, to me, is rachers / flower husbands. Maybe it’s just Jimmy coded, I’m just a big Jimmy stan alright? If you don’t get it, just read it again and then maybe just one more time for good measure. Everybody is always taking the mick out of Jimmy, in every series he is in but especially in the Life Series because he keeps on dying first. I’d like to imagine it does get in Jimmy’s mind. Despite it, Scott and Tango stuck with him. The Southeners didn’t really stick with him (which was his own fault, true) and the Bad Boys also didn’t feel the same. Now, it doesn’t apply as strongly to flower husbands as 3rd life was the first season and the Canary Curse wasn’t as much of a big deal. Tango stuck with Jimmy, however, when he didn’t have to. You had Scott who opted to team with Cleo instead of Pearl. Grian was continuously trying to get with BigB and while I love boat boys, Etho was actively trying to team with Bdubs. To me, the only truly strong pair were the ranchers. Nobody tried getting in between them and they didn’t try to break up.

Everybody saw you smiling, yeah, you were always good at hiding You were always asking questions so you wouldn't draw attention Everyone who used you, they never really knew you You're always showing up for everybody but yourself

This chorus is how I imagine Jimmy’s character. It might not be entirely cannon in all seasons, but think about it for a second. ‘Everybody saw you smiling, you were always good at hiding’, Jimmy tends to be the happy, go lucky type of person. Even when he is mad he can’t help but crack up at jokes others make. He hides how stressed he is about the possibility of dying yet again. ‘You’re always showing up for everybody but yourself’ is also a nice link to Limited Life, where he continuously throws himself into danger to try and protect Grian.

You might think ‘Floef, this is turning into a Jimmy song, you said it was also a desert duo song??’. Yeah, here comes the refrain, the best part of this flipping song.

See, I wish I could take it back, change the future and erase the past Grab the bullet out and pull you back I promise that I'd save your life like you saved mine But now it's far too late for that, and all I have is your story left to tell So let me tell it, let me tell

Read it. Read it again. Now read it with the desert duo story line in mind. Read it as if Grian is screaming this at the top of his lungs after he killed Scar. Now listen to the song (if you haven’t already) and appreciate the amazing music that goes with it.

‘Change the future and erase the past’ aka erasing the past in not killing him with the creeper, which might change the future so Grian isn’t forced to kill him again in the end.

‘Grab the bullet out and pull you back’ where the bullet is Grians fist and pulling it back meaning he never killed Scar. Or the bullet can be the creeper, whatever you prefer.

‘I promise that I’d save your life like you saved mine’ Grian didn’t really safe Scar at any occasion, other than continuously telling him to put his armor on. Scar tried, by offering his life to Grian right after he killed Bdubs. He didn’t want a fight or anything, he was ready for Grian to take his life so Grian could survive.

‘But now it’s far too late for that, and all I have is your story left to tell’ The past can’t be changed, so all Grian can do is talk about the things that happened (which is true for all seasons and winners, but still). It’s to late to make another decision, to late to change anything.

After this the song is mostly just without lyrics but I need someone to agree with me on this because MAN do I love this song.

Now, this entire refrain can also be linked to Jimmy, because Jimmy wants to change the future by not dying first yet again and erase his past deaths. The bullet can be his numerous final deaths, the arrow from 3rd life, Grian in LL, the Enderman in DL and the fall damage in Limited Life. I promise that I’d save your life like you saved mine is a nice Bad Boys reference, as Joel has said he was willing to give his life for Jimmy’s. But, you know, now it’s far too late for that so they can only talk about it.

Thanks for reading, as always :] 

[lucysweatslove]

Because I need to just... get it out, I guess (regarding the weird trigger this morning). TW: health, food/sugar, fasting, diabetes, weight, weight stigma, EDs, etc etc. There will be numbers of blood glucose readings.

So, years ago when I was on oral contraceptive pills (during the time of pseudo-recovery, btw), I also had a theory that they may make me mildly hypoglycemic. They don't, but I got a glucose meter + strips and stuff to test out the theory. I like data and numbers and whatnot, so it was kind of fun to just see how my body responded etc etc. I loved getting the data as I could in any kind of situation- how did my body respond to exercise? Did my glucose spike regularly? How and when? When I learned that CGMs existed, I loved the idea of them because continuous data that didn't involve several pokes. But, gotta prioritize people with actual diabetes, yeah?

I will also say: diabetes is one of those conditions that I have health anxiety after. There is a lot of fearmongering about food / carbs and diabetes. It's not so much about developing diabetes that makes me anxious but more so how I will be treated should I develop diabetes. The first issue: obviously as somebody recovered from a restrictive, weight-based eating disorder, being told I "should" restrict any food and/or lose weight (restrict calories) is terrifying. I literally cannot do that without it going into an unhealthy place. It's already hard to get atypical ana to be seen seriously, and to essentially be prescribed the diet that hurt me so much is terrifying. The second issue: people treat diabetes (specifically, type 2 and in some cases gestational) as a shameful disease that is your fault because of your weight. I want to be clear that I do not think there is anything inherently shameful about having diabetes of any type. It's just seen as this thing socially and I'm already hyper-aware of social perceptions of my body.

Back in 2021, my curiosity peaked when I found out about a company that gives CGMs to people who are higher weight. I decided to try it out- not in the sense of weight loss as this company wanted, exactly, but just to see how my body responds to various foods (especially to exercise). I didn't like the company itself as it demonized having blood glucose above 120 mg/dl in any capacity, even though it's totally normal / not an issue to have blood glucose go up to even 140 mg/dl or higher after meals. So I had a huge issue with how they wanted you to stay under 120 no matter what. But whatever. I didn't see anything then that was concerning to me except that when I do heavy cardio, I can get hypoglycemic, which I had already suspected but now how concrete data to say yes, it happens (glucose in the 40-50s mg/dl range).

The last time I had a "fasting" glucose level checked was about a year ago, when I had COVID and went to the hospital. I didn't have respiratory issues, but basically, the night I got sick, I got up to use the bathroom (feeling like I was going to throw up), and had a "near syncopal event" which isn't so much the issue as is the fact that when I felt like I might pass out, I collapsed onto the bathroom floor instead, and major muscles contracted and I couldn't move. Not full paralysis couldn't move, but my hands were contracted, I couldn't move my legs, etc. Rob was staying in his office (across the hall) as he had tested positive and we were trying to avoid me getting sick too. I was barely able to call him for help. He called paramedics, they brought me to the ED, I was able to move by then (it was about 45 min to an hour after), and then they did the CBC, CMP, etc. My glucose was slightly elevated at 108 mg/dl. My PCP wasn't too concerned- I was sick, and based on timing, she thought it was possible my body had pumped out some epinephrine which raises glucose a little bit.

The other day when I was rummaging for some AAA batteries, I found a (traditional) glucose meter and all the accessories. The strips weren't expired. I got curious last night and about 45 min after dinner decided to check my glucose. It was 114 mg/dl which is totally normal after a meal. But this had me very curious for this morning. So I decided to check it fasting again.

And this is where I got triggered, because it was higher than last night's post-meal value. At 116 mg/dl. I checked it again and it said 110 mg/dl. This seemed super weird to me, because that is very firmly "pre-diabetes" level, and I was kind of hungry. I found some old control solution, and tried that out... it read kind of high for the low control solution (60mg when it's supposed to be like 24-58 mg/dl) and low for the high one (like 214 mg/dl when it's supposed to be like 250-350 mg/dl). So my confidence in that meter is basically 0, but it still triggered that fear of developing diabetes.

Usually one-off readings like this aren't triggering in any way because I can explain it. If I was consistently eating high carb meals, okay. If there was evidence of delayed gastric emptying, okay. But my snack last night was vegetables + ranch dip (not many carbs at all), I've been quite active the past 5 weeks, and I even did a real calorie restriction where I was very meticulous for a couple weeks when I was worried about something going on with my thyroid. So by all accounts, my fasting glucose should be going down, not having a one-off high reading. I'm also not much heavier than I was last year- maybe a few lbs but it just feels very weird for there to be any impact on glucose and I just am confused by it.

I know not eating / skipping meals isn't going to do anything, but I'm just having a hard time actually getting myself to eat after this. It's irrational in every sense of the word, and I don't even know what I think will even happen (for example, glucose will not continue to drop with prolonged fasting, and I know this). So idk. I think it's more like, this feels like "permission." Like oh, if my glucose is actually high, nothing bad is going to happen if I just like, skip meals. Oh, you don't really need to eat unless your glucose is low. All BS but that's the only way I can explain this trigger.

[ronzombie]

[bigbadripley]

Chapter 8 - Could've Been

Marc Spector&Co. x Ex!F!OC, F!OC x Modern!Miguel O'Hara

Summery: Everything changed after Marc and Simone moved to New York. Being in a relationship with the Fist of Khonshu proved to be difficult enough without the added obstacles of normal relationships being forced into the mix. With seemingly irreconcilable differences overhead, fate’s plans continue to drive the pair back into each other’s lives, testing their patience, self-control, and new relationships. Is it truly written in the stars, or is it old habits taking over?

18+!! | Third-person omniscient | Dark elements | AU/AT |  Warnings: Language, OC with religious trauma, childhood trauma, sexual trauma. Effects of trauma in adulthood. Cutesie couple shit, stalking, suspense.

Words: 2.7K

A/N: I update warnings with each chapter. Only proceed if you can handle the themes included in the warnings.

Minors DNI, DL;DR, if I miss a warning, please let me know.

Chapter List

"It could've been right, but I was wrong  Only think 'bout you when I'm alone  The part of me that cared is almost gone And I know that I can't get caught up" -"Could've Been" by H.E.R.

No pills, no dreams. Perfect. Simone thought as she pulled her sleepy limbs out of bed. The lump beside her made her smile, remembering the night before and how they went for round two after their long talk. She honestly didn't expect Miguel to be there once she awoke, but she was glad he stayed.

Simone knew watching someone sleep was creepy, but his messy bedhead and toned bare shoulder peeking out from the covers caused her to study him and admire his chest's slow rise and fall under the quilt. He even took his glasses off sometime after she fell asleep. He was comfortable. 

After slipping her since-removed shirt back on and the long-forgotten sweatpants, Simone went on with her morning routine. Miguel, on the other hand, stayed in her bed until she was entirely out of sight of her open bedroom doorway that looked into her kitchen. This way, he was able to pop his glasses on unseen. 

It was a risk to take them off in the first place, but damn, would it look fuckin' weird to sleep with them on. He thought as he quietly got redressed and stepped out into her living area. Simone was sitting with her legs on the couch and a cup of coffee in hand, one of the large windows of her place flooding with natural light behind her.

"Coffee's up there." She told him upon noticing he was up and nodded to the small galley kitchen. Simone had thoughtfully sat an empty mug out next to the Keurig machine, allowing him to avoid the awkwardness of shuffling through her cabinets to find one. 

Once Miggy's cup was secured, he joined her on the couch and placed her legs over his lap. 

"How are you?" He asked, running a slow palm over her clothed thigh.

"Well, obviously, I'm good," Simone replied with a smile. How did she look so well put together even when just waking up? She was a mystery that he wanted to get to the bottom of.

"I just wanted to ask, ya know, to make sure you're not getting cold feet." He admitted, eyes following her coffee cup as it touched her lips and then pulled away with a soft gulp. She licked the liquid residue from her upper lip before she looked at him with confusion. 

"Cold feet about...?" 

"This," Miggy stated, gesturing a hand between the two of them. He wasn't used to this. "Sex makes people think sometimes." 

"Well, what is this to you?" The brown-eyed woman asked, emphasizing the word just as he did. 

"I mean, I really, really like you. I feel like we connect really well and make each other happy, and-" 

"Are you asking if I'm your girlfriend or proposing marriage?" Simone cut off his ramblings seamlessly. Miggy felt like a total sap but couldn't help wanting to call this something after learning about the other characters in her life. He wasn't jealous, just cautious. If not of her, then of those characters.

A nervous tut flew through his teeth before he could stop it. "Shit, I guess I'm just testing the waters to see if you want me to be your boyfriend because I totally will." He finished, recovering from the nerves and replacing the tone with a hint of cockiness. 

Miguel didn't know that Simone knew his play. Game recognized game, as they say, and she loved every second. She decided to reverse it once more. "Alright, I'll be your girlfriend, but only because you want me to be so badly."

She watched as his eyes widened for only a moment at the response, fearing that he would take it the wrong way, making it clear that she had read him wrong. Instead, he made it known that he knew what she was about. 

"Great, now that you've practically begged me to make it official, what do we do now? Drink coffee and sit here watching cooking shows until noon or something?" He teased. Simone chuckled at the idea and shrugged, 

"Odd choice, but we could do that if you want to." 

Just as she finished her response, her phone pinged with a text message from her pocket. She slid her legs back down to the floor and placed her cup on the short table to see what the fuss was about.

James Barnes: Emgc meeting ? Bringing Sam. 

Simone's eyebrows raised at the words on the screen amazed that she didn't have to suggest the session with Sam again before James set it up. She knew she couldn't pass it up. "Or I could catch you later because one of my patients wants a session."

"On a Saturday?"

"I don't think this one has any concept of weekend relaxation or relaxation, in general." She said with a laugh. They stood up simultaneously, knowing it was best for Miggy to take his leave for her to get ready, but not without a goodbye kiss. He pulled her in by the small of her back and gave her the kind of smooch that makes people smile.

"You make me feel human." He told her, knowing what it meant to him even if she didn't yet. Miguel was the most human thing Simone had ever known. Gods, creeps, vigilantes... finally, someone normal. She pressed her forehead to his, 

"Probably not a very hard feat." She said, placing another peck on his lips.

"Harder than you know."

It was silent from when Dr. Fredrick let the couple into her office. She sat quietly, waiting for James to begin with why they were all here, as Sam seemed confused and uncomfortable.

"So tell him, doc." James finally spoke up, running his gloved hands over his jeans nervously. Simone ticked an eyebrow up, 

"Tell him what exactly?" 

"That thing we've been discussing in our meetings. You said you'd tell him." 

"Oh, no, James. I said I would mediate a conversation so you could tell him." She corrected. Before he could speak again or argue, Sam finally broke his silence. 

"What the hell do you two know that I don't?" He asked with a hit of aggression in his voice. It made Simone wonder what led to this meeting in the first place. Whatever it was, it clearly rubbed Sam the wrong way.

All eyes were on James as he hesitated to find the words to say. Having the floor was clearly making him more weary, so Simone thought it best to encourage him.

"It's okay, James. This is a safe space." She said. Sam nodded to her first, then looked at his partner,

"Yeah, I want you to talk to me. You've been avoiding me, and you've been distant. What's up?" 

Bingo. Simone thought. That's why we're here. 

A huff erupted from James' chest before he finally began saying what he wanted. "You've been talking about us moving to Louisiana together and-"

"You think it's too soon?" Sam finished the sentence, seeming almost unbelieving that it was never brought up before but not entirely surprised.

"That's the thing: It might not be too soon at all! This is the longest conscious commitment I've ever been a part of, and I'm just..." James started but trailed off, realizing he would have to admit to a truth he had not said aloud. Not even to his shrink, who was nodding for him to continue. "Scared. Living together means more time together, and you might get tired of me, or your family might not like me anymore and..."

A loud sigh ended James' thoughts, but Sam's eyes grew soft at the man on the couch beside him. He turned and took his hand,

"Buck, we don't have to do it right now if you don't want to. We can do it when you're ready."  

"Really?" James spoke again, seeming surprised by the compassionate nature of his lover on the subject. Sam nodded again and let a grin crack between his lips, 

"Of course! Babe, the last thing I want is for you to be even more on edge." 

The pair hugged tightly and happily at the resolved issue as if they had the conversation without Simone being present. James looked to Dr. Fredrick over the other man's shoulder for what seemed like assurance, to which she answered with a thumbs up.

The couple's therapy caused a strange hankering for poppy seeds and cream cheese for Simone, who failed to get a bite to eat all morning. A bagel shop called Dolly's was on the route home that she had never tried but decided to give a chance just this once. 

A day of new things. She thought as she stood in line, playing the voice message that Miggy left her during the appointment on repeat and close to her ear like a secret. 

"Can't get you out of my head, cariño. Looking forward to those cooking shows we won't pay attention to."

Simone liked the use of the word cariño. It was affectionate without bringing love into the mix. Sweetie, honey, darling... 

Gotta hear it in person. She thought weakly. 

The trance-like state was broken by coins clinking against the floor below her and a whispered profanity by the woman in line just in front of where she was. 

"I'm... one second." She told the cashier before kneeling to collect the almost comical amount of coins. Simone realized several of the stranglers were gathered by her shoes, so she lowered herself to assist.

"May's well have four hands to handle all these nickles." She joked to the woman, who seemed frustrated. To Simone's content, she got a snicker in return. 

"Yeah, no kidding." The woman with much curlier hair replied. She had an accent that Simone couldn't quite pinpoint but was gorgeous regardless. 

Once all the coins were split between the two women, they stood in unison and faced each other, locking eyes for the pass-off. It took only a second for Simone to recognize the woman who likely had no idea who she was. 

"Wait, you're Layla El-Faouly." She said as the money exchanged hands. The woman squinted at her for a moment, 

"I'm sorry, have we met?" She asked, confirming her identity but confused about how this random woman would know that. Before Simone could reply, she returned to the cashier and placed her money for her meal on the counter. Simone cleared her throat awkwardly.

"Not officially, no. I'm Dr. Simone Fredrick. We have mutual, uh... friends?" She stated in the form of a question, knowing the word didn't feel quite right in her mouth. Layla turned around again as the man behind the counter went to the warmer for her treat. 

"Indeed we do. I've heard your name but never put a face to it." She responded. Simone wanted to ask how she heard her name, but Layla clarified before the question could leave her lips. "From your involvement with our... mutual friends, as you said." 

"Past involvement." Simone quickly corrected, knowing it was accurate but deeming it didn't quite feel right, just as the word friends didn't. The cashier returned with her to-go bag, and as if Layla had eyes on the back of her head, she swiftly turned to procure it with a chuckle.

"Welcome to the club, party of two." She said in a jokey fashion. The to-go bag told Simone she would be on her way out, so the only thing she could think to do to let the woman be on her way was to order her own meal, being next in line once Layla stepped away and began to leave.

"Hi, I'll have the TBEC on an everything bagel, please," Simone told the cashier. As he punched the order into his system, Layla turned back around.

"Hey, I'll be right over there at that table if you wanna chat for a little bit." She called out to Simone with an extended pointer finger to a corner booth. Simone nodded and paid for her meal, surprised that Layla stuck around to converse with her.

Though the beginning of the conversation was awkward and mostly spent eating, they soon warmed up and spoke in-depth, knowing they related to each other in a way not many others did.

"The bird's in an Asgardian prison," Simone informed Layla, who asked about the moon god in a reserved fashion, unsure of Simone's knowledge of Khonshu. Layla seemed unsurprised by the news.

"Where he belongs." She replied before taking the final bite of her bright green bread. 

"And you can find Mr. Knight pretty easy. The building with all the moons painted on it. His church." Simone emphasized the name and final word with air quotes to poke fun at the changes. Layla thought momentarily, unsure of the name's relation to the conversation, before her eyes widened, knowing that Simone meant Marc. 

"Church? Has he lost his mind entirely?" 

"Not entirely. The other two seem to have a better grip on things than him, though. I haven't had a chance to fully evaluate him. That's someone else's job." Simone explained but only seemed to confuse her woman even more.

"Other... two?" Layla asked.

"Right, you know Steven, but from what I understand, you had a run-in with Jake back in Cairo." 

"The blackouts!" She nearly shouted in realization. 

"Yep, believe it or not, he's very nice. And there might be more crammed into his noggin that I've never had the pleasure of meeting. Last year some astronaut guy came for five minutes, and we never saw him again." There was a bit of laughter followed by a brief silence between them. Simone had tried everything to avoid even so much as thinking about Marc, but here she was. 

"You know, I know that look. You miss him, don't you?" Layla called her out. It was funny to Simone, knowing none of her friends could pinpoint it that well. She hated to admit it, but who better to tell than someone who knows?

"I miss who he was." She told. Layla nodded,

"It gets easier, you know. Once I met Ramone..." The woman paused to pull out her phone and showed Simone her lock screen. It was a cute photo of her and a woman with short pink hair. "Everything got better. Have you met anyone yet?" 

"I have. I gotta say, he does make things easier." 

"Good, you've already done the hardest part."

Before the pair parted ways, Simone took note of the suspicious stranger in the other corner of the bagel shop. He came in shortly after she did, never ordered anything, just sat at the booth with a book but never turned a single page. He kept glancing over, and at first, Simone thought it was because they were being too loud. However, the glancing never stopped, even when they lowered their voices.

Simone assumed she was just paranoid and decided to walk in the direction of Parker Industries to drop in on Miguel, who already gave her express permission to come and see his office anytime and confirmed that he was there. 

It didn't take long for her focus to dwindle to the sound of camera shuttering. At first, she thought she had photobombed somebody, but the sound followed her, which told her someone was on her tail. She quickly whipped around to see the man from the shop, now wearing a baseball cap, a few feet back with a camera in hand.

"Can I help you?" She yelled, which only caused the man to take off at full speed down the sidewalk, nearly smacking into passersby. 

Gotta be one of Mr. Knight's guys. She thought. 

[prisonguards]

Shipping ask Treebark & (idk the shipname ) Magical Mountain duo?

treebark

1- hmmm. I could not tell u exactly cause I watched Rens pov after I was deeply into fandom stuff already so probably just.. the fandom?

2- LOYALTY AND DEVOTION AND SACRIFICE AND FORCED KILLING… also jesus fuck. the post/drawing abt how Martyn doesnt know how to mourn Ren right cause hes never had to before? unmatched. good lord. anything revolving around Martyns feelings about Rens absence in limlife. BRUH… unguided hand like…. Martyns insane for that one fr

3- shrruug I dunno? theyre not the main characters of 3rd Life but theyre like… the good guys of it. like Scar atleast is always the villain to me. even tho treebark can have this over exaggerated villain kinda feel I wanna take that as like.. just cause the story is ‘meant’ to be scarians pov so theyre scarians antagonists yaknow?

Magical Mountain

1- I DUNNO EITHER..? oh

my god I looked back through my messages to see when I went crazy abt them and it was like… DL ep one when I started watching Joel proper? I was like “woah this dynamics so antagonistic but they allies in LL?” and then I watched all of Joels LL in one afternoon and immediately got Magical Mountain And Smallidarity pilled at the same time

2- ANGST!!!! the incompleteness and emptiness and inability to stay together through cruel circumstance and all the try try try again despite that… theyres a mess and Id love to see them ally again, esp now that Scars actually a very imposing presence

3- again, theyre important to eachother and people neglect that EVEN WORSE for Magical Mountain since their alliance is so rocky, buy thats never been THEIR choice. theyre always trying, its just fate gets in the way.

[transwolvie]

Listening to the recent episode of Sawbones and having to stop cuz wow. These next four years are gonna suck. I'm trying so fucking hard not to be a bummer but it's going to suck. We have to figure out networks for moving illegal medications cuz like. Beyond just HRT, where you gotta worry abt T being a controlled substance, it's possible a LOT of abortion pills are going to be suddenly very hard to legally get your hands on.

I know we have people, smart people, on the left, and I know we can do it, but. Man. It's gonna suck. It's really gonna suck.

Be gay do crimes as always but like. Hoarding mifepristone and keeping in close contact with terribly at risk pregnant people isn't exactly like. The cool glamorous crime that gets sold online. It's not gonna be the joy of throwing molotov and smashing windows, although I'm sure we'll find places along the way to do that too. It's going to be a lot of talking to severely scared at-risk people in order to smuggle pills.

I was a bit like 🤨 when I saw an early advice post talking about downloading Signal cuz, yknow, nazis also love it. But like. Consider downloading something like Signal. The only way to keep in touch about abortions with people in the upcoming years will be EXTREMELY PRIVATELY. Imo ride shares are going to become an extremely helpful thing for a lot of people who are going to need access to places and things that will put them on lists. If you have a car and are able to carpool or offer rides (like me!) yr antenna up for any local needs. This could range from someone needing to go to a pharmacy on the DL because they can only get an abortion pill in person to providing rides out of ICE facilities for ppl who are being released but have no access to transport to rides back from prison cuz a lot of ppl straight out of prison have no means of transport either.

This is gonna suck and a lot of it isn't going to be flashy fun shit like arson. A lot of it is going to be talking about serious things in strained tones in private and getting people to where they need to be through your communication networks. But we can do it.

[blueberry-mufffinz]

ROBLOX OCS

Okay Actually Wait Before I COntinue Okay So I Like. For One Dont Think Too Hard About The World Around Them Bc I Know Its Roblox But Also Me N My Friend Just Made Shit Up On The Spot Second I Really Like These Guys But Idk If Theyre Like. Cringe Or Whatever So Uh. If They Are Block Me Or Smthn I Guess Sorry Man Anyways This Bouta Be A Long Ass Post So Literally Everything Undercut

GITE

Okay So. Gite, Along With Their Counterpart Who I'll Take About Later, Originally Was Just. An Outfit I Made Using A Bunch Of Items I Had On Hand. Then My Friend Had Me Turn Them Into An OC Which Is Actually What Started This Entire Thing And Goodness Gracious Do I Have A Lot Of Little Guys Now>

Notes

Maasssivee Fucking Yapper. Does Not Stop Yapping Worlds Biggest Yapper

Theyre Very Headstrong And Also A Littleee Tiny Bit Obnoxious Man Oh Man I Sure Do Wonder Why(Yapper)

Gite Plays Whatever (Roblox)Games Reck Plays, Originally Played Obbies

Poor Understanding Of Personal Space, Also Thinks Reck Should Be More Friendly And Talk To People

Uses Sarcasm Somewhat Often But It Always Sounds Friendly Or Passive Aggressive

Cannot Fly With Their Wings

This Guy Dont Rlly Got Much Lore So I Wont Like Make A Dedicated Lore Second For Him But, Okay This Is Where The Like Worldbuilding Gets Confusing But Bare With Me Here Okay, Gite And Reck Are Counterparts Because They Were Like. Spawned(??) At The Same Time In Cribs Next To Each Other. As Those Little. Pill Baby Things Life In Paradise Style Yeah

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RECK

Same Thing With Gite Reck Was Originally An Outfit Then Turned Into An OC I Honestly Dont Rlly Like His Wings But Aint No Way Im Buying New Ones When I. Actually Buy The Outfit Because Genuinely I Only Own Gite's Outfit Out Of All These OCs

Notes

Far More Introverted(???) Than Gite, Doesnt Yap Nearly As Much More Of A Listener

Pretty Calm And Chill Guy Honestly, Just Vibin'

Listens To Music Literally Whenever Possible, I Would Say 24/7 But Not 24/7 Because Gite Exists

Plays A Lot Of Tycoons Usually, But Also Sometimes Jumps Around To Try And Avoid Gite(Gite Keeps Finding Them)

Also I Think Reck Has That Retail Worker Tiredness Like In General I Think Reck Works Retail

Thinks Gite Needs To Back The Fuck Off And Learn Some Personal Space

Very Firm With Their Boundries. If Theyre Unhappy Or Uncomfortable With The Things Youre Doing Theyll Let You Know.

CAN Fly With Their Wings

Gite&Reck Notes

There's Some Notes That Apply To Both Of Them So Like-

Gite And Reck Like. Dont Like Each Other. They Dont Hate Each Other But They Sure As Hell Dont Like Each Other

Theyve Never Said They Hated Each Other But Sometimes They Call Each Other Annoying

I Think Maybe Perhaps I Havent Decided Honestly That They Become Lovers At. Some Point I Dont Know When

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DRAGON LOSER/FLORAL

Okay YEAH I Know Her Name Is A Little Mean But Like. For Context Some Of These Guys Get Names Based On Experience And Like. Itll Make Sense Soon I Swear

Notes

Plays A TON Of Dragon Games, Primarily Dragons Life And Dragon Adventures

Floral Is More Like Their "Roleplay" Name So Technically Her Name Is Really Just Dragon Loser, DL For Short Btw, But Dont Worry About It

They Have A Minor Liking For Fishes, But Its Mostly Dragons(But If Something Is Like- A Fantasy Sea Dragon She Goes CRAZY Over That Stuff)

She Incredibly Friendly And Will Just Walk Up To People And Start Talking Which is Probably Why She Thrives In RP Games So Much

Her Name Doesnt Effect Her In The Slightest

Can In Fact See Despite Their Eyes Not Being Visible

The Paint Is Actually Because Their Head Is Constantly Spewing Paint And Its Actually The Reason They Have A Hat On But Yeah Wiping It Away Wont Help With Anything

Chains Are Purely Aesthetic

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SOUL WANDER

This Guy I Made Like Purely As A Rival Of Some Form For My Friend's OC, Who Ill Be Calling F Because Yeah Also Im Shortening SOUL WANDER(yes its capitalized like that every time)'s Name To SW Because There Is No Way Im Typing That Every Single Time

Notes

Mysterious Guy, Fairly Quiet And Speaks In Vague Terms. Sometimes Riddles If He Feels Like It

Also He's A Little Smug

Ghostwalker(yes the SFOTH sword) Fanboy If You Couldnt Tell By The Shirt

Fucking HATES F, Like Knife Through A Picture Of Him On A Wall Type Of Hate. Does Not Like That Guy In The Slightest

Drops The Whole Vague Thing When Talking To F For Reasons I Genuinely Have Not Figured Out

Lives Alone And Also Doesnt Friends

And He's Also Poor Barely Paying For His Apartment And Food(I Dont Even Know How He's Making Money Honestly)

Like Genuinely Sleeps In A Corner With A Single Blanket Like I Feel Kinda Bad And He's My OC

Literally He Doesnt Even Care Either We Love Poor Self Preservation/j

Practically Half-Blind Pretty Much Also Taking Off Those Bandages WILL Flashbang Him He's Had Them On For So Long

The Face Shadow Thing Is Some He Can Do Entirely At Will

Used To Own A Cat

Ngl I Forgot To Write This But He Plays SFOTH Primarily And. Yeah Thats It Honestly

Lore

Look At That First Guy To Have Actual Thought Out Lore Lets Go Wahoo When SW Was Younger He'd Participate In Like Illegal Fighting Rings Or Whatever To Make Money. Nobody Is Supposed To Die But He Accidentally Kill A Person(Who Is An OC Ill Talk About Later) Once Near When He Started Because He Went To Into A Blind Panic And Punched Them To Death. Uh. Somebody(Also An OC Ill Talk ABout Later) Close To This Person Took Revenge Against SW And Brought A Knife Into The Fight In A Attempt To Blind SW, It??? Half-Worked Because The Sight In His Covered Eye Is Really Blurry(Eye Wasnt Punctured Fully But Got Damaged). This Situation Is Also Indirectly The Cause Of The Whole Vague Thing He Does, Because The Person Who Almost Blinded Him Is Tracking Him Down And Trying To Get Information On Him And SW KNOWS That So He Speaks Very Vague Because He's Paranoid As Fuck. ALSO! He Used To Own A White Cat He Named Spirit But F Stole Spirit When He Was Drunk And Then Kept Her So Now SW Thinks Spirit Is Dead But Actually F Has Her And Renamed Her Sparkle. SW Feels Really Bad For Failing To Care For Spirit, Used To Sacrifice Eating To Feed Her. Anyways Somewhere At Some Point In The Future SW Finally Gets Tracked Down, Cause Its Guarenteed To Happen At Some Point, And Gets Like Entirely Blinded I Drew Art Of Him Actually Ill Put All The Art Of These Guys At The End I Swear Anyways Yeah Gets Fully Blinded And Also One Of His Head Wings Gets Chopped To A Nub Also He Cant Do Whatever The Hell He Was Doing To Make Money Anymore So He's Homeless Again(Forgot To Mention He Was Homeless When Younger) But Its. Significantly More Difficult Now That He's Blind. And Also The Paranoia Is Still There Because He Literally Cant See And Also He Goes Entirely Silent Stops Speaking Completely GOODNESS I YAPPED SORRY!!!

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CAUTION: HAZARD

This Is The Guy Responsible For Almost Blinding, Eventually Fully Blinding, SW. Im Callin Him C:H For Short Because Again Im Not Typing All That Shit Out. I Dont Actually Have A Lot On This Guy or His Brother So Hopefully This Is Shorter Than SW's Section

Notes

Him And His Brother Are Aggressive In Nature, Hence The Whole Caution Thing

Barbarically Aggressive

Played Like. A Bunch A Ro:Bio N Shit With His Brother

Lore

C:H Watched SW Kill His Brother In The Fighting Ring, Overheard SW Talking About How He Went Into A Blind Panic And Decided "Why Dont I Make Him Actually Blind" So Uh. Yeah. His Plan Is To Catch SW Off-Guard In An Isolated Area Which Is Difficult Because Of SW's Paranoia. Has Sent People To Try And Get Information From SW Or Get Close To SW, So SW's Still Persistent Paranoia Is Valid

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CAUTION: RADIATION

This Is The Guy That SW Accidentally Killed. Callin Him C:R Because Long Ass Name. He's Not A Ghost Or Anythin Btw But If He Was He'd Be Actively Cheering C:H On Also Dont Have Much Information With This Guy Sorry

Notes

Yeah He Played Ro:Bio With C:H

And Again Yeah Naturally Aggressive

C:R Is More Sinsterly Aggressive If That Makes Sense

The Toxic Waste On His Head IS Apart Of Him The Barrel Is Not, Barrel For Aesthetic

Toxic Fumes Naturally Eminate From His Mouth, It Doesnt Smell Like Anything But Again It Is Toxic So Mask Holds Filters It Out

He's Immune To It Though So Its Okay

Lore

Not Much Lore Honestly But Basically Like. What Happened Is He Got Punched In The Gut Rlly Hard Which Winded Him Or Whatever Like Out Of Breath And Then Punched In The Jaw So Broken Jaw And Then SW Just Kept Punching Him Til He Died He Did Not Expect, What Percieved As, The Dumb Scared Kid To Straight Up Kill Him

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ABNORMALITY/MORPHO

Okay Last One I Swear Anyways Morpho Here Is Based Of Abnormality Dancin' Girl. I Was Listening To The Song And I Had A Vision™ And Went On A Spree Making Them

Notes

Okay To Start, I Will Be Using They/Them For Them Because Theyre Good With They/Them Pronouns Yes Thats Fine But Internally They Naturally Refer To Themself With It/Its For Lore Reasons

MASSIVE People Pleaser Like REALLY REALLY Big People Pleaser Its Genuinely Detrimental To Their Mental Health

Also A Social Chameleon To The Extreme, Changes Their Personality The Way They Talk And They Way They Dress Just To Fit In With The People Theyre Talking To

Used To Play A Lot Of Simulators And Tower Defense Games. Especially Tower Defense They Were Pretty Good At Those

Lore

Morpho Doesnt Really Know Who They Are Anymore. Theyve Been Changing And People Pleasing For So Long That They Dont Even Know If Theyre A Person, Thinking Of Themself As More Of An Object On On A Stage All Of This Changing Is Literally Like Physically Tearing Them Apart The Switching And Trying To Be Someone Thats A Them They Dont Know Is Physically Destroying Them They Cant Stop Though, Theyre So Tired And Nothing Feels Good Anymore But They Just Cant Stop. Theyre A Ticking Time Bomb Waiting To Die, Waiting To Scatter Into Thousands Of Blue Butterflies Even Then Their Efforts Will End Up For Nothing. The More They Switch And People Please The More They Fall Apart, And The More They Fall Apart The More People Leave, Which Then Causes Them To Change And People Please Even More And Try Even Harder Which Makes Them Fall Apart More And Its Just A Downwards Spiral Speeding Towards Their Death. Uhh. All Of This Started From A Person(I Might Leave This Person Unknown), Who They Were Really Really Close To And Told Everything To, Ghosting Them Suddenly And Leaving Them For Someone Else

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Art Time Yippe Hoorayy

This Is Gonna Go In Order, Also As A Note I Have Not Drawn DL, C:H, C:R, OR Morpho Yet. I Will Ebventually Just. Later.

This Next One W/ Gite And Reck Is Like A Comic Sortve I Made It Rlly Late At Night And Its A Situation That Will Happen At. Some Point Idk When. Dialogue Is Messy im Bad At Dialogue.

I Love Making Angst Of My OCs :)) Anyways Gite Yapping

I Cant Believe I Forgot To Put This Ill Just Put It Here But Reck Does Not Listen To A Word Gite Says A Majority of The Time. Gite Can Say The Most Out Of Pocket Shit Ever And Reck Will Go "Uh Huh Yeah" And Reck Wont Even Notice Until Gite Points It Out

Anyways SW Art Yayayay

Silly Little Video Of What Happened Heehoo Also Last Frame PNG Bc Yeah

Also Here's That Blinded SW Drawing I Promised

Okay Sorry For Yapping Those R All My Guys Wahoo

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