#--; itll be a one or two liner probably

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

General:

okay!!! im a bi trans man with a preference for men!! i have bleached blonde hair and brown eyes, my style is generally grunge but i dress like an 8 year old boy sometimes too.

Personality:

Im very stubborn, i make jokes but a lot of people dont really laugh, im kind to my friends but i can be a bit of a jerk to everyone else. (if they give me a reason to be) I make witty one liners and my teachers say im pretty funny. I have a large like for music and I honestly dont think I could live without it. Ive got ADHD so im a pretty big mess, i get distracted easily but when i am doing something its the only thing i will focus on till its done. im relatively happy but if someone says something about my gender specifically itll cut deep. I get emotionally attached to everything and everyone and i get really hurt when I lose something important to me. overall im just a silly lil guy!!

Looks:

Messy bleached blonde hair, with full brown eyes, and medium sized lips. My nose has a bit of a bump to it and im a lil insecure ab that. I have a septum piercing that i usually keep flipped up but sometimes will wear it down. Once again, my style is grunge and im really big on band tees and wearing shirts over long sleeves. I loveeeee jeans. Im sorta muscular in my arms but i do have some body fat in my stomach area that I am working on losing. Im a pretty pale shade of white and legit i glow in my old yearbook photos.

OKAY I HOPE THAT IS GOOD ENOUGH FOR A SHIP!!

(Im INTP and an aquarius but I dont think that matters too much)

Your Fandom Ship: Two Bit Mathew (The Outsiders)

I think mainly you guys would bond over humor and also as sidenote that you too would be very fun to have class with because he also really likes pissing off teachers, but kind of a friendly way and he does genuinely likes school in Cannon to just mess with people, and I feel like you guys would share that you in a less extreme way, but he would totally appreciate someone who can actually like his sense of humor instead of thinking that he’s annoying. i’m not gonna lie he probably made a few insensitive jokes about your gender first, but then realized it really hurt you and never made them again and then instantly made fun of anyone else who did it and he felt really bad about it and he rarely feels bad about things that he does or jokes he makes, but he felt bad when he saw that pained look in your eyes. I mean, he would’ve definitely drink the rest of the night and another while you guys are dating I think he would drink a lot less because you make a lot of a happier person. I thought you guys would be pretty.

[double-knots-archive]

anyway like this for a small thing from one of my owl house muses ? 

[thistlethebard]

The People Have Spoken!

I will start a journal

(Image ID: a tumblr reply from user @luceetheelephant saying “do it do it do it” in rapid succession)

I want to start an in-character stardew valley journal but I’m worried it isn’t going to look nice and I’m gonna give up and also I’m not even sure how to start it

[ursoself-satisfying]

do you think eugene is maybe scared of long boat trips? i was thinking about it the other day, maybe he plans on going on holiday with his s/o and the only way to go abroad would be on a boat right? but maybe he would get a little (a lot? im not an expert on this) ptsd while being on the boat and his s/o supporting him but not fully understanding because lets be honest, no-one apart from the soldiers fully understand this sort of stuff, and maybe there's another veteran on-board who helps him?

Before we get into it I wanna say I totally agree n that unless u actually have experienced that ur rly not gonna understand what the person is going thru n this applies to all kinds of trauma but just bc u dont understand doesnt mean u cant do ur best to or that u cant still love support n help them handle it n it doesnt mean they're not gr8tful for ur involvement even if u dont understand,, writing for post war eugene is always tricky cus I dont wanna assume ik how any of this goes or the extent of what it entails i havent done this I've barely done any research its heartbreaking tho n unfair n I just wanted to say all that before u get into this cus it's a combo of both asks but also more of a touchy subject than I feel like I've addressed here so that's just a heads up but enjoy!!

Omg eugene my bby

I def think hes still afraid of boats big time,, so when the two of u decide to go abroad for ur honeymoon it's a big decision for u two to make one w lots of beforehand discussions n considering all ur other options but in the end the push of ur families n the pull of the convenience of a boat eases u both into the decision, even tho nothing about it u kno is going to be easy,, Eugene is p nervous cus I mean the nightmares have lessened n u both have been learning how to handle his flashbacks n the like but u had never tried anything like this yet so on one hand it could be a good time to test the waters but on the other hand neither of u have any idea how itll actually go

Even just in the car on the way there he starts to get shakey n then on the dock it gets a bit worse but ur hands r on him somehow the whole time either locked in his or on his leg or arm or stuck in his pocket n that comforts him, ur touch anchors him n keeps him from drifting to worse thoughts it keeps him thinking about u instead,, its till hard tho just thinking about it being back on that boat forcing himself to remember hes going to France n it's not occupied n hes not alone n hes going to get to see the sights w his wonderful wife n thoroughly enjoy those bright French mornings n that it's going to be quiet, no more bombs or raids or alarms just u n him under thin sheets hot n sticky n just together n safe

But first,, the boat

On the boat? It was rough,, every bit of turbulence n every odd sway made him anxious n as much as u tried to entice him to enjoy more of the boats activities like a cabaret show or even just playing some chess out on the deck n tho u could get him out a few times n he did enjoy himself,, he spent most of his time in the cabin trying to ignore the fact he was on a boat at all,, the rest of his time not being coaxed out by u he spent napping in a deck chair w u often lounging beside him n watching over his sleep carefully, also making sure he didnt burn n lathering her exposed skin in sunblock as much as u could as he slept

U two kept busy in the cabin tho I mean it was ur honeymoon after all ;;;))) so he ravaged u as often as he could bc not only were u a comfort but also a distraction,, u did other things as well tho like laying n listening to ur favourite radio shows or playing guitar to him or sketching him or dancing together or once even doing a silly little fashion show where he def tripped after putting on ur heels

He did have a few attacks tho but u had prepared as best u could n even if some of ur cabin took a beating in an outburst u had always managed to talk him down n he spent a lot of time in ur arms

His breakdowns btw would come suddenly when something would trigger him like a sudden movement or a splash against ur window n then he would get angry n scared n become protective of u until his aggression bubbled over into hot tears drowned out by ur soft words of confirmation trying to tell him u were on a modest cruise liner n u were going to Europe n that the guns n the bombs n the tropical climate were all far away n u would pull him into a cold shower w u n he would often (fuck u hard first then) just cling to u n cry until he could calm down n fall asleep n if he stirred in his sleep u would repeat the process until he could sleep soundly

He was gr8tful to finally be off the boat n back on land tho n once in Paris the two of u could rly enjoy ur honeymoon beginning w breaking in ur hotel bed ;;;)))

But then the two of u got to see the Eiffel Tower n the Seine n the Louvre n Notre dame n it was all so amazing!!!! U spent half the time w ur head in ur sketchbook n he spent all his time taking photos of u w ur head in ur sketchbook lol

The photos were brilliant n sweet n excessive n there were def a few of u bare n freshly fucked (pardon my french) w the Parisian skyline out the window behind u, the morning like shining thru ur messy hair like a halo,, but there were also many of him from the perspective of u kneeling over him n many more of both of u playfully holding up the tower or picnicking in front of a cathedral w u plucking at ur guitar or him w a bottle of wine at his lips

It was all v picturesque n romantic n perfect n u thought he deserved nothing less n he thought the same for u ::""))

U spent about 4 weeks there together n he had throughly used his time to fuck u in every way possible n use every toy u brought with but then it was suddenly time to go home n u were concerned about eugene being back on the boat but he seemed less nervous when u got on n he admitted to feeling a lot better after the first trip n this time he actually went out w u n u played board games w other passengers n danced in the halls n sang w the cabaret n he still sunbathed n napped n made love to u n wrecked ur cabin n u still listened to all ur radio shows n drew n sang but ur lives felt more full somehow after this experience

Oh n u def showed off everything u had bought is Paris n as much as he loved that silk dress on u he loved peeling it off u even more ;;;)))

He rly did feel better when u were finally home to ur little cottage for the first time together as a globetrotting married couple ::"")) he felt better that he hadnt handled it nearly as bad as hed expected n urs n his trip abroad left u feeling loved n cultured n more experienced in life plus u both had taken a huge chance n now u were better for it n felt more capable n confident that he was getting better n it was an affirmation that u would take care of him n that u would always be there for him, just as u had said in ur vows ::""))

He was happy to consummate ur new marriage in ur own bed for the first time tho lol n on top of that gr8 feeling it was just gr8 that he felt less held back w u there w him especially after the boat experience

So yeah a quick note I rly do think he would be terrified of ever stepping foot on a boat again n would refuse it n be vvv adamant about not doing it again for a vvv long time but I think he could be worn down n would EVENTUALLY be ok w it but maybe not this fast n tho I dont feel like I go into much detail here he def has a hard time on the boat as well like hes just agitated the whole time n probably was prescribed some medication for it if just some motion or sea sickness meds n maybe anxiety but i would say it prolly makes him drowsy so hes kinda out of it which keeps him calm but doesnt stop certain flashbacks n maybe he lashes out n hurts someone once in a while cus it's incredibly traumatic returning to that environment but anyway yeah he would be v fidgety n not like it but in this scenario hes willing to take a chance given how well hes been recovering n how much he trusts u n how much u have helped him n the option had pull so that's why but rly I dont think irl he would have gone back on a boat anywhere near that soon but this is romantic fiction so ::))

Also I have a v specific image of who eugene is w if u cant tell lol so I'm sorry for that specificity but I'm so whipped for him n his gal I lov sm I hope u enjoy n guys I'm so motivated to finally write out the storyline I have for him I'm gonna finally get out his fic ok I promise

[monsterstbh]

the woods chapter three is doooooooooooooooooooooone, i just have to go over it for any mistakes n sich and itll get posted probably tomorrow..... or , well, later today ahaha. but here’s a sneaky preveiw of it. 

“Sylas never told me, but how many of you live here?” Dahlia asks. Dillion lifts an eyebrow towards Sylas. He shrugs back at Dillion.

“It’s mysterious, makes me looks cooler.” Dahlia can’t help but smile a little. At least he isn’t all serious looks and motivational one-liners.

“Of course, he didn’t. Well, Dahlia, including you now, there’s eight of us,” Dillion informs her. Her mouth drops a little. Eight? She never would have guessed that many…

It makes her feel swarmed. Dahlia had spent so many years with one, maybe two, people. Can you get claustrophobic at the thought of too many people?

“O-oh, wow,” Dahlia crosses her arms over her chest.

“It isn’t that many people once you get used to it, really,” Dillion tells her. She nods her head and hopes he right about that.