#... well this was supposed to post tomorrow but my dumb ass forgot to schedule it so you guys get it a day early 🎉

[chaeyablood]

I Know The World's a Broken Bone Part 2

vampire au chaeya

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"And you were just willing to trust that I wouldn't kill you." Tartaglia laughed a bit. "I wouldn't have let you." The vampire rolled its eye. "Right." They both knew that the trance caused by the venom put the ginger in a position where he couldn't think, move, or feel. If it had wanted to kill him, there would have been nothing he could have done about it. "So what brings you back here?"

"Came back for more, hm?"

Once again, Tartaglia had closed his eyes while sitting against a tree. The very same one, in fact. He smiled.

"Hello again. Enjoy your meal?"

"Yes," came that silvery voice again. "It's not often I stumble upon someone so... understanding."

Tartaglia opened his eyes to meet the vampire's, though the look in its eye was unreadable. Guarded but genuine, if he had to guess. He couldn't fault it for being careful.

"Of course. Why else would you have approached me, or even followed me, y'know?"

"And you were just willing to trust that I wouldn't kill you."

Tartaglia laughed a bit. "I wouldn't have let you."

The vampire rolled its eye. "Right." They both knew that the trance caused by the venom put the ginger in a position where he couldn't think, move, or feel. If it had wanted to kill him, there would have been nothing he could have done about it. "So what brings you back here?"

"We didn't have a proper conclusion last time," he smiled easily. "Or would you rather I phrased it as 'I wanted to see you' instead?"

The vampire shook its head. "Fun as it is, flattery doesn't work on me. It gets old after a while."

"Oh, but I really mean it. I wanted to say thank you." The ginger grinned. "Not often I get to have an exciting night like that."

"Same here." The vampire smiled but it didn't really reach his eyes.

"If I may be so bold, you are quite gorgeous." Tartaglia told him.

"Stop."

Tartaglia raised his hands up a bit in surrender.

"You humans and your weird fetishes. I just wanted to eat."

"Sorry." He frowned slightly, sobering. "But if you need a meal, I'm always here."

"You shouldn't be out here anyway. I took what I needed. You lost a lot of blood. Any sane person would be home resting."

The ginger grinned again. "Aww, thanks. For saying I'm not normal."

"Well obviously." The vampire huffed. "Did you come back because you're cripplingly lonely due to everyone finding you hard to tolerate?"

Ouch. Tartaglia simply chuckled. "Is it so wrong to seek a new friend?"

"It is if you're doing it because you're attracted to me. I don't do relationships. Especially not with humans. Get lost."

"Wow. Cold," Tartaglia smiled. "I get it though. Can we just be friends?"

The vampire stared at him, weighing his options. This could be dangerous, or it could be incredibly convenient. Maybe he would never struggle to find a meal again, or maybe this was a trap with a vampire hunter on the other end.

"My name's Tartaglia, by the way." The ginger man smiled, his voice snapping the vampire out of its thoughts. "You can call me Childe."

"I'll just be calling you Bloodbag until further notice, if I call you anything at all."

"Cold, so cold... I don't even get to know your name?"

"No." The blue-haired vampire averted its eye.

"I see..." The smile never fell from Tartaglia's face. "How disappointing."

"Get used to it." The vampire regarded him blankly. "I never lived to please others."

Before Tartaglia could say anything more, the vampire disappeared with a near-silent swoosh of its wings.

[sohmariku]

RIKU’S RANDOM LIFE: THE WONDERFUL WORLD OF... AUTISM?

Yesterday  What do I need to do today? Finish decorating the Christmas tree? Reminds me, I still need to by a Christmas stall. But the kitchen really needs to be cleaned too. It’s also about time I finish the Winter set-up of my nendoroids. Crap, I absolutely need to vacuum the house today! Laundry can wait another day,...can it?

*Proceeds to watch another episode of Avatar: the Last Airbender*

Thankfully I’ve managed to cross out most of the tasks I had to do by today, but the Christmas tree still lacks decorations and my nendoroids are still disorderly shoved on the shelves. Maybe tomorrow...?

(I came to come to the conclusion I still have dry laundry hanging on the clothesline... I estimate it’s been up there for about a week now.)

While my mind is usually in a state of “semi-organised chaos”, the last couple weeks it’s mostly been “pure chaos”. Due to an overload of responsibilities, birthday parties and other holiday-celebrating occasions, I can’t seem to keep up with even the most basic tasks. 

In short, I’m mentally exhausted and need a break.

Last time I blamed my kitten for the lack of progress on any subtitles, but... I’ve come to the realization it’s been not just that. The seemingly never-ending string of social responsibilities has drained away all my energy... to the point I could barely be bothered to eat breakfast some days. Of course my dumb-ass mind was too tired to realize what was going on and... Hello Meltdown Yesterday. 

In hindsight, I really should have skipped that birthday dinner party, but my boyfriend was already guilt tripping me into going, before I even could mention I didn’t want to go. His father would be so happy if I’d be there, he said. Mind you, I had completely forgotten about that party until my boyfriend called around 4PM telling me he was on the way home, so we’d surely get to the restaurant in time. That day was supposed to be MY DAY OFF! Because I could feel I had reached my limit. Nope, that evening is gone! Though I was literally on the verge of crying, I decided to push through, because his parents feel they don’t see me around enough already and gotta keep them happy, sorta.

The effect showed immediately, because it took me two days to even realize I had forgotten my scarf at the restaurant! And I only noticed, because I couldn’t find it when I forced myself to do the grocery shopping I absolutely didn’t feel like doing, because I was still recovering from said dinner party. Of course, as the responsible adult I am, I didn’t call the restaurant, but instead texted my boyfriend “I think I might have forgotten my scarf at the restaurant!” and prayed he’d solve the problem without me literally needing to ask him to make the call for me. Because if there’s anything I hate more than making phone calls, I hate making phone calls to admit I’m an absolute airhead who forgot her scarf! Thankfully he fixed it without me needing to spell it out word for word. Got my scarf back. 

But really, this whole debacle really shows how on-edge I was that evening. I clearly remember thinking to myself “don’t forget your scarf” and then came the waiter who handed me a little rubber duck. (because apparently every female customer gets one) And boom, I became a happy little penguin with my rubber duck. It was all I could focus on ad when people started to leave, I quickly waddled outside (after saying some painfully awkward goodbyes to people I don’t actually know, but who do know me) and totally forgot about the scarf. Until days later! But yes, I got it back.

(To add to that, I lost that same scarf again today but in the Garden center, because I was too focused on a text conversation on my phone. Took me a lot of courage and agonizing to ask the staff if anyone had found it. They did, I got it back. Also, when doing some grocery shopping last week, I forgot my empty shopping bag at the cashier. I didn’t go back to ask if anyone found it. I could get a new one for only 58 eurocents after all. Anyway, notice a trend?) 

If that wasn’t enough. The worst part is probably, I know I’m not out of the woods yet. Choir practice on Friday (20), Christmas Market Choir performance on Sunday (22), Christmas Evening Church Mass with choir on Tuesday (24),Christmas with family (parents/siblings) on Wednesday (25), Christmas with extended family (grandparents/uncles/aunts/cousins) on Thursday (26)... 

Somewhere in between all that I need to find time to properly clean my whole house (which hasn’t happened in forever), because I’ll be the one hosting the Christmas gathering on the 26th (It’s way too late to back out now...) and my aunts are already judging me enough as it is.I don’t need them to think I’m living like a pig. (It’s the first time they’ll see my house, so they’ll be sticking their noses everywhere most likely...) My house isn’t dirty per se, but it could definitely be cleaner.

And when you think the “suffering” finally ends... my boyfriend has a compulsory day off from work (27). So, I won’t get a fully quiet day until Monday (30). My plans for New Year’s Eve (31) are still unclear. But then my boyfriend has another compulsory day off  on New Year’s (1) and he also decided to take Thursday (2) and Friday (3) off too. Now my grandmother’s birthday is on the 7th, but she might very well be celebrating it on the 4th or 5th. Or the weekend after that (11-12). Plus in either of those weekends my boyfriend’s parents very much want to go out for dinner with us too...

In short, that means I’m not expecting any “true” down-time until well into January... And just that thought alone is enough to drain away the last bit of energy I had left and dread the rest of the month. 

Always love the holiday season... //hear the sarcasm// 

If it was up to me I’d go into hibernation and wake up somewhere in January.

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Note: Though I have no official diagnosis (and not sure if I’ll ever pursue one), in hindsight, I’m pretty clearly on the Autistic Spectrum. It’s only been a year ago since I really came to this realization, I’m apparently pretty good at masking, and I’m still trying to wrap my head around it. My autism affects a great deal of my life. For one, any social interaction requires a lot of energy. It’s worse if I’m meeting with a large group of people. And even if I’m not in the same room, having another person in the house will somehow keep me on edge to a certain extent. I’m well aware that full schedules are exhausting to everyone, but to me they are “extra” exhausting. For example, it can take 2 full weeks to fully recover from a gathering with extended family. And when I’m in recovery, it’s very hard to do anything productive on a day. As I’m writing this, it sounds insane. And it doesn’t always happen, but it does happen and that’s extremely inconvenient. 

This post became a lot longer than I expected, but I guess it’s good to finally talk about this? Though part of me is feeling really anxious about it. How dare I claim to be autistic without an official diagnosis? It’s silly. My life is all about silly worries. This is just one of them. The anxiety is real. >< Guess I’d better just post this already... and then regret it all night... have trouble to fall asleep... while I dread the reactions people might have. Yes, that’s how my mind works. By morning I’ll realize I had nothing to fear, I hope... O.O;;

By the way, congrats if you made it all the way to the end of my rambling!