#...which would probably be sad but IT'S FINE

[dalliancekay]

"Just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't after you.”

Joseph Heller, Catch-22

I don't yet know how to explain this... And will probably mess it up. But I think that in fiction, sometimes in life too* and in my case, obviously particularly I'm talking about Good Omens here - people often forget that if something terrible does not happen, that it was going to be fine all along** and the character who was worried about it, was overreacting (being stupid, cowardly, uncool, wimp, sissy etc etc).

It was @seaweednpeanuts who put this idea in my head and now I'm trying to express my thoughts on it.

You know how people tend to joke that Aziraphale and Crowley do nothing in S1 and are completely useless and isn't that hilarious, but aww, we love them anyway, the two idiots etc? Sure, it's funny but it's also not true.

When Aziraphale says:

He doesn't mean - 'we are completely useless'.

He means they messed up as far as it goes for things they were supposed to be doing. And even thought they were doing. They didn't double check they were raising the right baby for example; they perhaps could have (but Adam grew up the best human he could have been - by well.... sheer accident? Fate? God's actual Plan?).

If they weren't both so good and kind and dither so much trying to find other ways to stop the Armageddon (I’m looking at you Aziraphale), they could have found Adam in Tadfield and kill him. And if they were truly with their respective sides... well, it all would have gone very differently too.

That's one thing.

They messed up, sure, as far as big grand Ineffable Plans go and nothing went the way they imagined (or were told) but they still played an important role in bringing the whole Armageddon and War plan down. The point is, that everyone there did. In some way. From Anathema to Adam's dad.

Just because it was fine in the end doesn't mean a real possibility of Armageddon wasn't there. Not unless you want to take away all the agency away from Az and Crowley (which is the eternal debate over an omniscient God anyway).

And it's the same across millennia. Just because Aziraphale is extremely cautious about his words, Crowley's words, their actions and the possibility of them being watched or overheard and punished for working together, doesn't mean that the possibility wasn't always there.

It doesn't even mean that the possibility couldn't still be there.

GIF by @i-seeaspaceshipinthe-sky

They aren't safe. They've never been safe and there was never anywhere to hide or run to.

And Crowley knows that too.

"You'll be amazed at the kind of things they can do to you, down there," he said. "I imagine they're very similar to the sort of things they can do to one up there," said Aziraphale. "Come off it. Your lot get ineffable mercy," said Crowley sourly. "Yes? Did you ever visit Gomorrah?" "Sure," said the demon. "There was this great little tavern where you could get these terrific fermented date-palm cocktails with nutmeg and crushed lemongrass-" "I meant afterwards." "Oh."

They have suffered already so much; even if they did manage to keep their Earth jobs and their friendship for over 6000 years. Their existence was always fragile.

Aziraphale gets blamed so very often for how cautious he is.

I hate it when this line gets weaponised against Aziraphale. (Yes, I admit, even in fics.) Because, he has nothing to apologise for. He couldn't have done anything differently. There is no way Crowley could would e v e r blame him for saying no to a date. For never saying out loud how he really felt. What he really wanted.

Those things were impossible. And even though Crowley offered, if you actually watch his face after Aziraphale refuses, he is not angry or bitter or offended (as many metas and posts would have him feel). He's sad and thoughtful. Because Crowley knows exactly how much he is loved and cared for by that refusal.

F15 is so tragic because once again, Aziraphale is reminded they are not free. That they are not safe and they have not been left alone.

And this time

he's truly furious about it.

*Controversial perhaps, but you know all those feel-good posts and quotes about asking people in retirement homes or something what'd they have done differently and what are their biggest regrets and they all say (or at least the published picks say) some sort of - I wish I worked less, tried less hard to make money, spent more time with kids and family etc...

Well those can fuck right off. Because I believe that most people would absolutely want to spend more time with their friends and kids and family and less time at work and constantly worrying about money. But that's not how life works, is it. Just because I was lucky so far and managed to pay all bills somehow, doesn't mean that I can just stop worrying about them, does it. Next time, I'd love to know the places these quotes are coming from. Just because Donald didn't spend time with family and is now dying alone doesn't mean his regrets and have anything to do with Tom on the other side of town who worked 3-4 jobs at a time his whole life and his biggest regret anyway is not trying harder (he couldn't have tried any harder) so his kid wouldn't have to work part-time job while at uni. Donald was always a jerk and his regret should be that he was a jerk and didn't pay his taxes so people could stress less about what happens when they lose a job.

Anyway. Rant over.

I know Aziraphale will win his love and his freedom and his happiness. But that doesn't mean that his worries and his caution and his anxiety were ever unfounded.

** When Gabriel claims that most things are fine in the end, he's not exactly contributing to it, is he. It's Aziraphale's stubbornness and caution that keeps him safe.

[sneeb-canons]

Headcanon #1000

[ v ALL BY @0ne-eyed-ghost !!!!!!! GO FOLLOW THEM NOW!!! v ]

Oho you really shouldn't've asked me for headcanons you fool ?

You absolutely silly soul? Pointing at you?

LOUD CRACKING OF MY HANDS.

Happy 1000 posts :]

1-2 FOR EACH OF THEM!!!! BECAUSE I'M SANE I PROMMYY!!!

Heart; TW; self harm urges; trauma related shit!!! eyes gone MISSING!!!

Heart often just. Remembers he doesn't . Have his eyes. They are gone, not even there !!!! And will reach up to try and feel them ??? Often leads into panic attack related scratching and itching, which just further irritates his already sensitive and healing scars- Often Mind or Soul will hear the frantic flapping and grab some kitchen mittens and shove them on his hands/claws, just to protect him from his own tendencies- Usually ends with one of them either talking him down or just . Physically holding him down until he comes back around. I think about this often like a normal person ?

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This ones fine :] Bird moment.. I own 3 birds IRL and have a fixation bully me for it

Heart I think CAN fly if he so desired, but . He's so shit at taking care of his own wings………. Fun fact; Birds have this stuff called pin feathers and sheaths on those baby feathers that protect them as they come out, but !!! Those sheaths hurt a loottt of bumped!!!! Also dampen the ability to fly since. It's just a thick blob of sheath stuff with a feather in the center that's not like. Out of the casing yet :]

EITHER WAY. The few days when it's like. Shower day. Heart doesn't quite like those days because of these pin feathers, so Soul and Mind typically have to 1; restrain him; and 2; clean off the idiots feathers for him so he's no longer in PAIN from getting clean, but he sure swears like. The whole time they have to do this. Big grouch.

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Perfectionism at its finest methinks………….

Mind probably sounds the most like whole?

In his normal voice that is! I like to think he's the most. Anxious over-practicing one just to be SEEN as perfect; he wants to be the best and never be anything less. Just. Singing too much can literally harm your voice and permanently strain your vocal cords, making your voice sound VERY hoarse or even hurts to speak!!!!!!! Methinks Mind did this 1 too many times and ended up Losing his ability to speak / Sing normally, so he had to get the ol' voice bank throat filter which stabilizes his throat enough to speak and to sing, he just no longer sounds like whole [WHICH; REALLY PISSES HIM OFF HE WAS SO PROUD OF BEING THE MOST SIMILAR VOICE WISE]

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JOURNALING IS NEVER SOMETHING I'VE MANAGED TO KEEP UP WITH IT'S HARDDDD SHOUT OUT TO THE MIND [You know who You are.]

Mind often takes his time staying up later writing down notes and things; Sort of like journal logs? Small things that bothered the other two, what to avoid, what to do more; Just to . Try. and get them closer to their goal of being together as one

It usually also contains like; small things they laughed at, small things he notices the two of them do when they're anxious, sad, frustrated- small body ques to remember to notice and ask about. He's not Very Good at verbally supporting people but he sure does his best to do things in small ways to make things more comfortable, like making probably very tiny snacks from time to time when Heart's in a funk, grabbing blankets whenever he finds Soul sleeping somewhere uncomfortable, Sorting stuff for the two of them, Doing laundry… Just basic housework but things the other two Definitely would Not do…

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I think about Darrell often I think he's the most lore giv- I'LL STOP I'LL STOP I LOVE AND LIVE FOR BIRDS

Soul !!!!!!

He feels the most comfortable and like he can breathe when he's out and about around other wild animals, he loves to be able to care after smaller things- Things that can't cause as many fights, and secretly thinks if he can master doing this surely he can master wrangling the other two together into this whole "Let's become Whole" Ideal! Which is why he has owned Multiple animals!!!!! Darrell is just the one that has stuck around the most, and the one he's become the most emotionally attached to- I'm sure if you watched him long enough he kisses Darrell to bed every night and tucks him in :-] WHICH I like to think he'd also be very strict with Darrell? Like an overly protective Father of his only child. It's funny to me

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I've never been good at like. Thinking about what soul enjoys doing but when I do think I write like 10million things

I like to think he goes stargazing often, likes just. Being outside. More than inside the house. Which is why he comes home so late so often and isn't around for whenever the other two get into small banters, HE'S OUT WATCHING THE SKY!!!

He watches the star patterns a lot and enjoys charting all the different changes and new stars he finds every night during the different seasons, especially enjoys showing them off to Mind who enjoys cataloging new info and keeping it stored safe and sound..

I also like to think he talks to himself quite a lot, pep talks himself about stuff-

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He's always trying to sound like he's got everything all figured out but Quite clearly has No idea whatsoever what would help. He usually panics and goes to his default of "Violence would totally Solve this problem!"

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SMALL VIOLENCE IDEA FROM JUST WRITING THE SENTENCE ABOVE YAHOO

Being the Trident owner means he Can physically inflict harm and wounds to them that Will last and Don't go away; Whichh is why the other two react so badly to whenever it's pulled out or around inside the house- Heart can especially tell if it's nearby just by the sound and smell of the metal alone

TECHNICALLY LIKE 3-4 FOR SOUL BUT THAT'S BECAUSE I HAVE NO SELF CONTROL

[cherryblossombankai]

Just To See You Smile (All Smite x Reader)

Warnings: angsty, comfort, gn!reader, a little corny, some suggestiveness at the end Word Count: 1.1k Summary: Toshinori comes home to find you crying in bed. Taglist: @pixelcafe-network, @actuallysaiyan, @sweet-chocolate-sweet, @helloiamadrawer, @satorustar, @keiva1000, @copolite01

Toshinori had been gone for days, working a heist as All Smite that would bring in a load of cash. He planned to use it to spoil you rotten with anything and everything your pretty little heart desired. Because deep down, despite sucking at expressing it, he was head over heels for you. You were sweet and soft, yet you’d chosen him. You kept all of his secrets while also showing him a way of life he had never even considered for himself. At the same time, you were the only person brave enough to call him out on his shit. 

You were precious to him. 

Which is why he was so damn eager to get home to you. He was damn near aching with excitement. You were always so precious when he came home after a few days away. You’d jump into his arms and smother him in kisses while he carried you to bed. He was looking forward to that as he pulled his car into the driveway, but there wasn’t a single light on in the house he rented for you. 

“Not home?” he whispered as he cut the engine. He double-checked his phone. The last text between you was him telling you when he’d come home, and you expressing your excitement. He knew you would’ve mentioned it if he should’ve expected you not to be home. 

‘Maybe there’s gonna be a sexy surprise waiting,’ he figures. 

He grabbed his bags out of the back of the car and headed towards the door. He was listening out for that sexy music you always played for him. There was nothing. Inside, the house was dark. Only the lamp in the living room lit his path from the front door to your bedroom. 

His ears picked up the small whimpers coming from behind the door. His brows furrowed as he backed away and made a quick look around the rest of the house to make sure you were alone. Then, he opened the door just a bit to look in on you. In the dark, he could just barely make out your trembling silhouette on the bed. The small whimpers were coming from you. 

“Baby?” he whispered into the dark as he walked over to the bed and sat down beside you. He carefully turned on the bedside lamp, and he saw your puffy eyes staring up at him. He caressed your cheek gently. “Sweetheart, are you okay? Did someone hurt you? Tell me…” 

His mind was already swimming with revenge against whoever it was that made you cry. 

“It’s nothing,” you sat up on the bed and wiped your eyes. You leaned over to hug him and give him kisses. “I just missed you so much.” 

One thing about you, you were a bad liar. He could always see through you when you were trying to hide something from you. He pulled you onto his lap and hugged you to his chest. 

“Come on, baby, don’t lie to me. That’s not nice, now is it?” 

You whined softly in response, “I’m just…Sad. A lot has been going on and I just…Sometimes I just need to cry, I guess.” 

He sat in silence, holding you close to him. Part of him wished someone else had made you cry. At least he’d know how to deal with something like that. He could punch an asshole in the face for making you cry or something. He couldn’t do anything about you feeling sad and overwhelmed. He rubbed your back gently and kissed the top of your head. Feeling your tears soaking into his shirt only made him feel worse. 

“Honey, is there anything I can do?” he asked. 

“No, it’s fine. You just got home, you should settle in,” you said. You curled up on the bed again.

“Seriously, Toshi. Just relax. I know you probably want a shower and stuff. I just need a minute and I’ll start on dinner.” 

He let out a frustrated sigh as he stood up from the bed. He felt useless. Worst of all, he felt dismissed. 

“Fine, I’ll take a shower,” he said grumpily. 

You watched him leave. He was all slumped shoulders and heavy footsteps as he disappeared. 

The entire time he was in the shower, he couldn’t stop wondering how he could help you. The sadness you felt was like an unseen foe he couldn’t defeat. He wanted to see you smile again. 

You finally managed to get out of bed, and you made your way to the kitchen to start dinner. You were lost in thought when you felt a pair of strong arms wrapping around you. Toshinori nuzzled his face against your neck. 

“It’s good to be home,” he whispered against your skin. “I missed you so much.” 

“I missed you too, baby,” you said as you leaned back against his broad chest. His hands moved down your arms and gently pried the pan out of your hand. 

“Just put this away, alright? We’ll order in, watch one of those silly-ass movies you love so much…Cuddle.” 

“Are you sure?” 

“I’m sure,” he kissed your cheek softly before releasing you. 

You put away the utensils and went to the living room to curl up on the couch. You were scrolling through movie selections on the television when you heard music playing. It was one of those corny songs that was trying hard to be sexy. 

“Toshi?” you called out. Then, the music started getting closer. 

He comes out of the bedroom donning his full All Smite costume. You couldn’t help but laugh at the clumsy way he was trying to sway his large body in a sensual dance. The fact that you were laughing made him feel victorious. 

“All Smite is here!” he said and did a corny pose with one hand on his hip. He then set his phone, which was playing the song, onto the coffee table. 

“What are you doing, babe?” you asked, covering your face as you tried to hide your giggles. 

“I’m performing,” he winked playfully. 

As he continued dancing, he began peeling off layers. First were his shoulder guards, dropped haphazardly onto the floor. Then, his shirt. He waved it over his head before gently tossing it at your head. Soft laughter You wolf-whistled at him as he began kicking off his boots. 

He felt victorious when he saw the smile on your face and the light in your eyes. He stripped down to his boxers, then came over to the couch. He scooped you up in his strong arms and gave you a deep kiss. 

“I think it’s time for my next performance,” he smirked before carrying you to the bedroom. 

[idolish7imagines]

So glad to see you posting again! I missed this blog <3 Could I request Gaku, Ryuuunosuke, Yamato, and possibly the Izumi brothers (separately) reacting to their S/O knocking on their doorstep in tears late at night, possibly having run away from or been kicked out by abusive parents with nothing but the clothes on their back and having nowhere else to go (no phone, keys, no cash or cards, just their clothes and their tears). S/O knows the risk of causing a scandal, but they literally had nowhere else to go. It's cool if the rest of the group (TRIGGER or I7) are in there, considering dorm-living. Sorry if this is kinda dark, drawing from personal experiences for this one (a dear friend let me crash at their place, so I'm fine) ^^;

Gaku, Ryuuunosuke, Yamato, Iori and Mitsuki reacting to their S/O being kicked out and living with them

a/n : Anon im so sorry! ;; i hope this makes your day a little easier

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Gaku Yaotome

Gaku just wants you to stop crying. Its tearing him apart inside. The more he dries your face off, the more new tears come to replace the ones he just tended to.

His heart clenched, feelling like it was on fire. There was nothing he wanted more in this moment than to yell at your parents, tell them theyre wrong about you and everything else. Maybe even while you watch, just for you to get a chance to see how much he's on your side.

But, that would only make things worse, and thats not what you need. Right now, anyway.

His touch always lingered on you in some sort of way ever since you came in. On your back, neatly tucking a strand of hair on your head, half-hugs when he really desired to hold you completely and shield you from the world.

Gaku sort of...forgets to ask for permission before letting you stay over. You were in a rough place, so he couldn't just send you back into the cold.

He'd argue until his voice gave out if there were any protests about you staying with them though. Which there weren't, as Ryuu was fairly welcoming and while it was a surprise to Tenn, didn't mind after hearing out the predicament you were currently in.

Scandal is the last thing on his mind, he feels that as long as he's disguised, its fine if you two start going home together, but he'll be sure to be careful

Ryuunosuke Tsunashi

At first it was a pleasant surprise to see your face, thinking that this was a short notice visit, which he wouldn't have minded. But that quickly fades after his golden eyes get a glimpse of your tear stained face.

For a moment he's unsure what to think, even considering the possibility that he's the one that did this to you. But those worries were dashed and soon replaced with another, as soon as you opened your dry lips and began to recount to him what just transpired at your parents' house.

Once you're inside, he pulls you into a tight hug. One that'd probably hurt if you weren't so focused on how terrible you felt inside rather than your body.

While he wants you and your family to reconcile, tonight surely wasn't the time for it, you'd just have to stay at his place for now. It wasn't a bother, you're sad after all, he's actually glad he's here to help take some of the weight off.

His hands were always touching you in some way, holding your hand, rubbing your shoulders, or resting on your sides. Ryuu wanted so desperately to take the pain away.

Technically it was his house and he gets to say who can and can't stay there, but, he still feels the need to fill the rest of TRIGGER in on what's going on and that you could really use some positivity and support at the moment.

He also doesn't want you sleeping on the couch, even if it wasn't uncomfortable, it didn't feel right to make you do that after your night had already been so horrid, so you'll be sleeping with him from now on.

Yamato Nikaido

As he guided you into the dorm, Yamato drapes one of his jackets around your shoulders, inviting you to put it on. There isn't much he can say other than reassuring you that you have been wronged, now that your parents have made up their mind that they weren't letting you back (and he doubts they liked him more than you) but makes sure that you know you're welcome in the dorm whenever.

Despite that, he is pretty adamant on you getting your stuff back at the very least, and that he'll go with you to have his support.

While he can't exactly promise he knows where to go from there, he'll let you sleep in his room until you get things figured out

He might even finally get a bed to accommodate you.

Yamato is surprisingly helpful at getting you to calm down, keeping a cool head and gentle tone while he wipes your tears with a tissue.

"hey, Musashi is glad to have you here at least." He tries to lighten the atmosphere with a bit of humor.

Just for a moment, he'll leave you alone to explain to the other idols why you're here and that you probably aren't leaving soon.

Once he's back, he offers to help take your mind off of things with a movie and some snacks, since worrying right now wasn't going to do much of anything but make you more stressed.

Yamato is actually happy you came to him about this, that you decided to depend on him for comfort and somewhere to stay, even if it is a bit cramped for lack of a better term.

Unfortunately, he only has one chair in his room, so the best you can do is either find a way to cuddle up on the chair..or he's sleeping on the floor or couch in the living room. Not wanting to leave you alone for the night, he might just have to suffer on the floor with a blanket this time, but if its for your comfort, its not too much to sacrifice.

Iori Izumi

after predictably asking 'what happened', Iori gives a look of surprise and concern you don't see often from him, followed by quickly pulling you inside the dorm faster than you could process.

If/Once he's there at the dorm, the first person Iori tells about this is Mitsuki, seeking his guidance in a way for this situation. The dorm is plenty full already, and there's no rooms left, but he can't let you sleep outside or at some hotel since you have no money

Iori feels a little helpless for once, brainstorming of ways to take hold of the situation and fix this as soon as possible, almost to the point where he forgets you need to be comforted at the moment.

He forces himself to relax for your sake, but you can tell in his body posture how much its getting to him that this terrible situation came upon you. You, who's never done anything wrong in his eyes.

With reassurances that you'll get through this no matter what it takes, he goes to prepare a drink and meal for you, with his brother's help.

Iori will bring you anything you want, even if you don't ask, and from here on out will start texting you almost constantly when he's at lunch or on break at work to check on how you're doing. There's been a list started in his room on the steps the both of you are going to take to get through this and into a better situation.

His bed isnt that big, but its enough to get comfortable with. Pale cheeks had frequently started to turn a rosy hue when you cuddle up to him whether out of affection or to simply not fall off the bed.

Mitsuki Izumi

Mitsuki has to control his temper after hearing whats been done to you. He's ready to give those parents of yours an earful, but thats going to have to wait; you always are the first priority.

He hugs you in silence for a while, standing a little away from the door after he's let you in. Neither of you know how long the hug lasted, it could've been anywhere from 30 seconds to 7 minutes. But he stood there for as long as you needed.

Once you're sitting, he wipes your face with a handkerchief and asks if this is a permanent change and what all that you have with you at the moment. A displeased expression marrs his features one you say you came all this way with practically nothing, just that you didn't want to go back.

Thoughts flood his mind, not entirely of panic, but more along the line of what could your parents be thinking, kicking you out like this? As sweet as you are, he knows it couldn't have been your fault. And even if you did do something, it wouldn't have warranted something this drastic.

After a quick but gentle kiss to your forehead, he brings back blankets and gets to work on a meal or leftovers to offer you so you can start feeling at least a little better. It isn't much, but he wants to do whatever he can for his beloved.

Mitsuki's never dealt with something like bad or unfair parents before, so he can't even imagine your pain. But he promised you a long time ago that the two of you would stay by each other's side no matter what troubles or insecurities befall you, and he intends on keeping it.

Luckily since he's not that big, the bed sharing is pretty comfortable, and cuddling with Mitsuki for warmth, whether on the couch or bed is something you never minded before. His touches and presence made things more bearable.

[sysig]

Blood sugar levels (Patreon)

[naamahdarling]

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[revvethasmythh]

my actual unpopular opinion re: this campaign is that I'm actually quite sad at how reskinned the Aberrant Mind subclass is. just, because it's my favorite sorcerer subclass and it's so goopy and slimy and tentacle-y and gross and I LOVE THAT SO MUCH. I want to see gross girls covered in a thin layer of mucus with tendrils coming out of their eyes. I want to see them with frilled gills, webbed feet, and cilia growing through their clothing. Revelation in Flesh is insane and I'm so fucking into it's vibes in its original form, wish we'd get to see it in all it's nasty glory

[brittlebutch]

actually it's kind of funny how people will say Alex's fatal flaw is that he 'doesn't ask for help' and that it's his determination to handle things on his own that leads to his deterioration and eventual death when his whole introduction to the present-day timeline was a very literal cry for help that simply went ignored

[nonsensechemicals]

crying whenever i talk about Cookie9 because all my friends have these interesting and unique theories on them while i take everything too literally and they all just stare at me like “dude… uuugh we r TIRED” <-they dont actually say this they are very kind to me but i can Feel It

[gay-ppl-real]

Oh yeah I wrote the words again btw :)

Frank finally decides to open up about their feelings - to his best friend.

[britneyshakespeare]

i was crying in front of a sidewalk tonight and someone in a passing car asked to me through their window "you alright?" honestly didnt even know what they expected

[lunarrosette]

It feels crazy to me that ppl are describing Henry all old and alone but like based on my math (which could be very wrong) he’s only like 67 and Mercedes is 64 they’re not youthful or anything (like 60 is considered “old”) but they’re probably still chilling and also he has birdie who based on my math is like 4

[izzy-b-hands]

I will be forever grateful i can be on this new med. it's one a lot of folks also need and can struggle to have access to! It's important i be on it, especially if i start doing any vid collabs

(some of which, really, all of which, i unfortunately actually need to cancel that were in the preplanning stages, bc the election results have me wanting to wait and see how the general atmosphere of the country is before i agree to meet up with anyone. I feel bad for cancelling, but also i just can't know for sure how safe things are/might be going forward and I'd rather avoid the potential of. ya know. various not great things that could happen at a meet up, tho i would certainly hope they wouldn't. i don't feel like actually addressing them rn, u guys know what i mean)

That said, if the truvada initial side effects could fuck off asap would be so lovely. three weeks at worst, then they should be gone/much better or so i am told. really hope that's true bc losing my mornings to being dizzy and nauseous is Not Working for me lmao. im on week two, and now understand why my new doc said to call if i needed any 'cheerleading' and support to get thru the side effects, bc apparently she's done that for several ppl to make sure they actually make it thru the three weeks and keep on it (lovely of her!!)

[saturnniidae]

Jlaire (or just Claire as a character, tbh) wouldn't be any be anywhere near as popular as it is if Claire was chubby like she is in the book.

Anyways, I love both book and show Claire with my entire heart, but I'm still kinda salty with how much they slimmed her down in the show

[sysig]

Sick threads where’d you get ‘em (Patreon)

[thyesteann]

rooting for the oscars is a little silly because we all really just need to unite to take down the real enemies: elvis and top gun