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dovahbee · 1 year ago
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My game just broke. Cant make this shit up. Lost everything.
Guys!! I got Dorian & Bull’s romance to trigger!!
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ONLY 287 HOURS IN
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thedailyvio · 26 days ago
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Day 281 - 287
WIP Below:
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thorsenmark · 1 year ago
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A World of Mountains Caught in Darkness as Evening Approaches (Big Bend National Park)
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A World of Mountains Caught in Darkness as Evening Approaches (Big Bend National Park) by Mark Stevens Via Flickr: An image captured a short time after sunset from the outdoor dining area in the Chisos Mountains Lodge. The view was looking to the northwest towards The Window with Vernon Bailey Peak and Carter Peak. My thinking in composing this image was to keep the Chisos Basin area more or less in silhouette and let the brighter areas beyond The Window be the focus, by being both in the image center as well as from the light still shining in that area. I later worked with control points in DxO PhotoLab 5 and then made some adjustments to bring out the contrast, saturation and brightness I wanted, as well as cropping some of the foreground for the final image.
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zigrethsnotebook · 8 days ago
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[CHEEK KISS]
Ford x Reader
words: 287
tags: sfw, adventuring with Ford
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The night had been awfully long out in the forest on some sort of expedition with Ford. You two had been friends for a while and you really wanted to get closer to him so you were glad he finally took you along on his adventures but dear lord, were you not cut out for this. You two had been wandering for hours looking for some creature that was said to be really shy towards humans.
In the middle of a clearing, under the pale moonlight, Ford stopped in his tracks and put his arm out in front of you. He was watching the woods intently for something that had fully escaped your notice.
Then, all at once a little man in a pointy red hat jumped out of the bushes and landed right in Ford’s face. He tried to shake the Gnome off of him but to no avail. At the sight of that you sprang into action. You swiftly grabbed the butterfly net from his backpack and swung it across Ford’s face, capturing the Gnome in one elegant movement.
You put the net down on the ground and stood on the handle, so the Gnome couldn’t escape, before you looked up at Ford again. His hair was a mess and he had little scratches all over his face which looked at you in shock. After a second of gathering himself he burst into a wide grin.
Ford raised his arms in triumph. “That- You were amazing!” He took one large step towards you and pressed a messy kiss on your cheek. You were too stunned to speak when Ford, oblivious as always, took the net from under your foot to get rid of the Gnome.
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moonxytcn · 6 months ago
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Hey I have a billie request! Fem reader has type 1 diabetes. We have been having a bad day, we kinda feel insecure. Billie helps us change our insulin pump.
a not so bad day
Billie Eilish x fem!reader
summary – you wake up with high blood sugar and billie helps you
warnings – fluffy, reader has diabetes
English is not my first language so there may be some errors.
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It was a cloudy Sunday morning, and you already knew the day wasn't going to start well. Waking up with high blood sugar was always a warning that the next few hours would be a constant battle with your body. You looked at the insulin pump screen, the number blinking in red: 287 mg/dL. A tired sigh escaped your lips as you tried to process what to do next.
Billie was still asleep beside you, her face relaxed in deep sleep. You didn't want to wake her, but the restlessness and discomfort were palpable. Slowly, you got up, trying not to make any noise. The house was silent, except for the faint hum of the air conditioner.
While you were in the kitchen, getting a glass of water, you heard soft footsteps. Billie appeared at the door, her eyes half-closed but full of concern.
"Hey, love, what's going on?" She asked softly.
You tried to smile, but you knew you wouldn't fool Billie. She always knew when something was wrong.
"My blood sugar is high again." You admitted, looking at the floor. "I think the pump is failing. I'll need to change it."
Billie approached, wrapping you in a warm hug. "We'll fix this together, okay? You're not alone."
You nodded, appreciating the comfort of her embrace. Together, you went to the bathroom where you kept the diabetes supplies. Billie started preparing the new infusion set while you removed the old one.
"This is so frustrating, Billie." You vented, feeling tears beginning to form. "It feels like I can never have a peaceful day without worrying about this."
Billie paused what she was doing and held your hands, looking deep into your eyes. "I know, love. And it's unfair that you have to deal with this. But I'm here with you, always. We'll get through this together, one step at a time."
You took a deep breath, feeling the calmness that Billie's presence brought. With a gentle gesture, she continued the process of changing the pump, guiding you when necessary. Her skill in handling the situation, even without being diabetic, always surprised you. Billie always made it a point to learn, to be by your side in every difficult moment.
"There." She said after a few minutes, gently pressing the new cannula into your arm. "How do you feel?"
You grimaced as you adjusted the new insertion, but soon gave a shy smile. "Better, I think. Thank you, Billie. I don't know what I would do without you."
Billie kissed your forehead gently. "You'll never have to find out. I'm here for anything, always. Now, how about we have some coffee and then watch that movie you like?"
You nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over you. It wasn't just about changing the insulin pump; it was about having someone who understood your struggles and stood by your side to face them. With Billie, the bad days were a little easier to endure.
Together, you went to the kitchen, where Billie started making coffee. The house, which previously seemed full of uncertainties, now felt a bit lighter, full of hope. And as you watched Billie, you knew that with her, any battle was possible to win.
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irondadfics · 11 months ago
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Holiday Rec List.
Hi everyone, this is long overdue, but I promised so here's to starting off the New Year right with some fics for you to check out. I didn't add any descriptions, so check them out! Some are series, some require you to be logged into your ao3. These are in no particular order. You are sure to find something you will love. We've linked the authors where possible so be sure to check out their other works, encourage (not pressure) them to finish their in progress works please or even write new works! Trust me! Happy New Year!
So many awesome stories did not make this list because I didn't want to overwhelm anyone, but many are already in mind for another special rec list!.
I love you more than anything (bio dad au) - iron_spider
But Only Hope and Sorrows End - iron_spider
Lazarus, come forth - iron_spider
Four times peter cheated death (and one time he didn't) - iron_spider
A Life of Crime - intothestorm
Up Came the Sun - WhimsicalEthnographies
Hey Ragazzo - WhimsicalEthnographies
Becoming Belonging - sahiya
A Soft Place to Land - sahiya
The Third Option - Uncertainty_Principle
Men of Iron - Spdrmain
The Little Things - soupshep
First Wednesday of March - soupshep
You'll Always Get There First - soupshep
The Time Traveler's Mentor - Diaz_evan
Three Weeks, Two Days, Seven Hours - soupshep
Never Go Home Alone - Orphan Account
Here's to all New Beginnings - Gruoch Orphan Account
Even Children Get Older - LittleMissAgrafina
A Snapshot Moment - soupshep
Hold Your Breath While You're Safe - Gruoch Orphan Account
The Hearth - Sagemb
Everyday Superhero Verse - Stoneage_woman
College Applications: The Biggest Meme - Sagemb
The Long Way Back - Gruoch Orphan Account
Allston Christmas - Gruoch Orphan Account
Hard to Love - Groo_ock Orphan Account
Aperture - Gruoch Orphan Account
Holdfasts - Gruoch Orphan Account
I Am One of You Forever - Gruoch Orphan Account
Neon Liar (Hiding in Plain Sight) - isaDanCurtisproduction
Constant Internal [Spider] Screaming: Semi-Connected Scenes from a Graduating Senior’s Life - isaDanCurtisproduction
As Luck Would Have It - blondsak, whumphoarder
Poison Apple - whumphoarder
Inevitable - imgoingtocrash
Knowing (of everything she doesn't) - imgoingtocrash
287 Miles - imgoingtocrash
Out of Darkness - StarryKnight09
I Would Lay My Armour Down - losingmymindtonight
Webcams and Webshooters - losingmymindtonight
Call You Home - Madelinedear
The Guardian - Emily_F6
Survivor's Guide to The Galaxy - fanfic1892
A Little Late On the Blood Work - Pixiemage
With Kind Regards and Completely Serious Warning - jennylarner
The Chain - RayRox360
Was that a Star Wars reference, Dr. Stark? - Jen27ny
You Are My Sunshine - M4rmalade
I told you I had issues - Bergen
PS: If you make it here then awesome sauce! Send us your fave fics to read as well, you never know they may end up on a special rec list someday! No promises though! Thank you all! Have an awesome 2024 everyone!
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tales-of-snaktooth · 8 months ago
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Welcome, Captain Seaside | Year 287 | Part 1
First (here) | Next
Workin on a comic! As the title says, this will revolve around Seaside's first meeting with the other three matriarchs.
The grump of the hour isn't here yet, but we do have these two bickering!
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velarisnightsky444 · 5 months ago
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Afterglow
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Nesta x Reader
AN: Finally doing a second part to my Taylor Swift song series. i thought this song fit Nesta perfectly.
CW: just angst with a happy ending.
Word Count: 287
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You sat at the bar sulking, nursing your drink as you thought back on your argument with your mate.
You'd stormed out after she'd begun yelling accusations at you, blowing everything out of proportion.
Nesta had stormed into the living room, her face flushed with anger. "I can't believe you did that, Y/N!"
You looked up from your book, your brows furrowing. "What are you talking about, Nes? What did I do?"
"You know exactly what I'm talking about! You went out with your ex behind my back!" Nesta's voice trembled with anger.
Your eyes widened in surprise. "I bumped into her while shopping, and we just talked for a few minutes. It was harmless!"
"Harmless?" Nesta scoffed. "You know how much it bothers me when you're in contact with her!"
"I can't believe you're making such a big deal out of this! You know I love you. I have no feelings for her anymore."
Nesta shook her head, her voice cracking with emotion. "It's not about whether you still have feelings for her or not. It's about respect for our relationship. It's about boundaries."
The fight had gone on for another half hour before you both said things you regretted, and you had stormed off. Now, you had tears stinging your eyes as you sipped your drink.
A hand on your shoulder pulled you out of your self pity. You turned, finding Nesta with red rimmed eyes.
"Nes--"
"No, let me talk," she cut you off. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have gone off on you like that. I just don't want to lose you, Y/N. You mean everything to me."
You reached out and took Nesta's hand, squeezing it gently. "You won't lose me. I'm here, and I'm not going anywhere. I promise."
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Nesta Taglist:
General Taglist:
comment to be added to the taglists!
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neverscreens · 1 month ago
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— SABRINA SPELLMAN, CAOS S01.
October Country, 500 Screencaps.
The Dark Baptism, 493 Screencaps.
The Trial of Sabrina Spellman, 422 Screencaps.
Witch Academy, 341 Screencaps.
Dreams in a Witch House, 248 Screencaps.
An Exorcism in Greendale, 303 Screencaps.
Feast of Feasts, 311 Screencaps.
The Burial, 293 Screencaps.
The Returned Man, 287 Screencaps.
The Witching Hour, 279 Screencaps.
Download (1,98 GB). Like or reblog if it was useful, every interaction shows us that we should keep making screencaps for y'all ♡
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grits-galraisedinthesouth · 6 months ago
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Show Up, Take Photos
The Meghans are global frauds. Every "good" deed, Every word & Every dollar is a GRIFT. "Nigerian girls & women" my arse.💔
Do they really expect us to believe that a global games event could ever be hosted by a country that repeatedly loses track of women & children? Harry and Meghan have the lowest of low in IQs but the rest of the world can see that THIS poverty tourism trip is yet another SUSSEX SCAM.
No country will send disabled athletes or veterans to compete in a country that cannot keep track of school kids. Shame on Nigeria's Defense Minister and all at Invictus who are involved in this fraudulent visit.
"Bring Back our Girls 2.0
"The abduction of the 287 children in Kaduna state on March 7, 2024 near the West African nation’s capital, is one of the largest school kidnappings in the decade since the kidnapping of schoolgirls in Borno state’s Chibok village in 2014 stunned the world. Analysts and activists say the security lapses that allowed that mass abduction remain..."
"One man was shot dead as he tried to save the students, school authorities said"
"The parallels between the two kidnappings have created more worry for parents, as even to this day nearly 100 of the Chibok girls remain missing."
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BY CHINEDU ASADU
March 8, 2024
ABUJA, Nigeria (AP) — "Security forces swept through large forests in Nigeria’s northwest region on Friday in search of nearly 300 children abducted from their school by motorcycle-riding gunmen in the latest mass kidnapping, which analysts and activists blamed on the failure of intelligence and a slow security response.
The abduction of the 287 children in Kaduna state, near the West African nation’s capital, is one of the largest school kidnappings in the decade since the kidnapping of schoolgirls in Borno state’s Chibok village in 2014 stunned the world. Analysts and activists say the security lapses that allowed that mass abduction remain.
The victims of the latest attack — among them at least 100 children aged 12 or under — were surrounded and marched into a forest just as they were starting the school day, said locals in Kuriga town, located 55 miles (89 kilometers) from the city of Kaduna. One man was shot dead as he tried to save the students, school authorities said."
J-P Mauro - published on 03/14/24
"With no word from the abductors, the bishops are calling on the state to identify the kidnappers and save the hostages.
The remote town of Kuriga, in Nigeria’s Kaduna state, is still reeling after dozens of armed extremists kidnapped hundreds of students out of their classes in broad daylight on the morning of March 7. Worried parents are now calling for government intervention, after days without any word from the abductors. As of March 13, the children have yet to be found. 
The AP reports that at least 287 students were abducted – with about 100 of them aged 12 or under – making it one of the largest kidnappings since the 2014 abduction of the Chibok girls, when 275 girls were taken from their school by Boko Haram.
The parallels between the two kidnappings have created more worry for parents, as even to this day nearly 100 of the Chibok girls remain missing. 
The March 7 kidnapping saw children taken from the school just as the day was starting, at around 8 a.m.. They were herded into the forest. It took authorities several hours to respond to the scene and begin a search operation, but it is unclear how deep into the forest the kidnappers went.
Locals have suggested that the abductors belong to a group of bandits who have been terrorizing remote villages in Nigeria’s northwest and central regions.
14-year-old Nigerian girl could declared a martyr. Nigeria is one of the places of most intense suffering for Christians in our day.
Bishop Wilfred Anagbe of Makurdi has called on the government to intercede on behalf of the Christian population, which he said is being targeted by these attacks. Bishop Anagbe told OSV: 
“The kidnappings, killings and destroying churches we are experiencing every day are aimed at finishing Christians. We are worried that despite such killings and kidnappings, the government has never arrested anyone. As a church, we now demand that the government act quickly to stop these vices that continue to dishearten people.”
I try hard not to hate anyone, but The Meghans sure know how to push the right buttons. 🤐🤬
Safety 1st: The UK is unsafe but African countries where Nigerian schoolgirls are kidnapped & Zika Zones for childbearing royals are no problem.
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Team Sussex: Global Court Jesters
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wolfstargazer · 10 months ago
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Jan 15 - Before - @wolfstarmicrofic - word count: 287
Before he had managed to compartmentalise, to fool himself at least. But then he'd seen the map in Snape's hands and it had shattered everything.
Remus had been stunned to see the map again. The faded parchment, the means of so many adventures, confiscated and forgotten all those years ago.
All at once he was a boy again sitting on the floor of the dormitory, huddled over it, waiting for the coast to be clear.
Or trying desperately to conceal it when James had shoved it in his direction, trying to avoid the prying eyes of teachers and students alike.
In the days after Remus had taken it he had spent hours staring at it, watching the spidery writing of the names of current students and teachers bloom and fade across the parchment. It was a constant feature, open on the desk in front of him in between lessons, spread across the bed in the small apartment he'd been allocated when he'd returned to teach.
But try as he might to will them into appearing Remus couldn't conjure the names of his former friends onto the page.
Then one night the map finally revealed its secret. The sun was sinking low outside his window, the ghost of a full moon hidden behind the mountains. The Wolfsbane was abandoned in its glass, undrunk, forgotten in the instant he saw the name Peter Pettigrew appear...
Twelve years of regret and longing surged through him, a flutter in his stomach, a tightness in his chest, obliterating the sense and reason Remus clung to to give shape and meaning to his world.
And then another name bled into the parchment, black against buff, revealing itself at the edge of the map, changing everything.
Sirius Black.
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thedailyvio · 1 year ago
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Day 287
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homestuckreplay · 5 months ago
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EOA1 - Statistics!
Since Homestuck is a multimedia experience, I put together a cheat sheet on my favorite website Google Sheets to track things like point of view characters, [S] pages, pesterlogs, interactivity, And Maybe More. So I have some cool stats to share for the first act!
Act 1 ran for 247 pages published across 56 days, 47 of which had an update. This averages 4.4 pages per day (5.3 on update days). April 13, 2009 (Day 1) had the most pages in a single day with 16 (6.5%). 
177 pages contained narrative text (71.7%) while 70 pages were image or animation only (28.3%). 205 pages contained a command in the title (83.0%). Of these, 155 commands were to John (75.6%), 42 were to Rose (20.5%) and 8 were to the reader (3.9%). Of all pages, John was the perspective character in 186 (75.3%), Rose in 51 (20.6%), the reader in 9 (3.6%) and Dad in one (0.4%). 
There were 30 pesterlogs on 28 pages (11.3% of pages). John appeared in 25 pesterlogs, Rose in 22, TG in 5 and GG in 2. 6 pesterlogs went unanswered (5 by John and one by Rose).
There were 295 images and animations in total, with 47 pages containing two or more images (19.0%) - p.106 is the only page to contain three images. 287 of these were still images or brief animations, 4 were complex animations (p.82, 88, 137, 246) and 4 were interactive (p.30, 90, 110, 138). 
Nine pages contained sound [S] (3.6%) and there were six original music tracks worked on by six artists, with two variations of both Showtime and Harlequin.
In universe, Act 1 began on April 13, 2009 at ~4:00-4.10pm in John’s timezone (~6 or 7pm in Rose’s) - we first see the time, 4:13pm, on p.24. Act 1 ended at ~5:38pm in John’s timezone (7:38 or 8:38pm in Rose’s) - we last see the time, 5:34pm, on p.204 at which point the meteor countdown is already underway. The time elapsed in the narrative is around an hour and a half (0.11% of the real, out of universe time).
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elizabethliarz · 23 days ago
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october 7 | green daylily
| the flower that helps forget sorrows
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"It's really funny," she begins, while still looking out at the ocean beyond and of course, the sky.
It’s the golden hour. The sunset an endless expanse above glimmering waves. Jumin looks at her, with her knees hugged close and her mouth tucked behind her arms. A soft breeze moves the loose curls trailing down her back.
"So many times in my life, I thought I knew exactly what was ahead of me. What direction I was going..." she takes in a breath, "usually I predicted it would be painful or dull at best. So I never imagined that I'd get to sit next to someone I love so much, looking at this beautiful sky." Jumin feels his chest tighten with emotion at her words and swears her eyes seem to sparkle as she continues to speak. "I really don't know anything, and perhaps that's a good thing. Not every surprise can be as wonderful as this..."
She leans back on her hands and glances over at him. The corner of her lips lift into a half-smile, "but there's no point thinking of that. Because right now matters most. Now I'm here with you, Jumin."
He pays no attention to the tears blurring his sight and scoots closer. A barely perceivable tremble in his hand as he reaches out toward her. He tucks her hair back and caresses her face.
"Often I find myself regretful that I couldn't have met you sooner in life and I feel anxious about this time together ending, but you’re right. All that matters is we are together, right now." He tells her quietly.
Their foreheads meet as they sit together listening to the calm waves come to shore. 
Again and again.
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<3
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up-to-some-good · 2 years ago
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Back Home
Written for @wolfstarmicrofic prompt April 18th - weak. Word count: 287
Remus had to stop and take a breath when he couldn't hear the footsteps anymore. He knew it would happen, knew that eventually he'd have to face his own doubt and keep walking.
He knew the story well, though he never expected to live it. His parents had avoided fairytales with big bad wolves when he was a child, giving him bedtime stories from Greek and Roman mythology instead. And now, that knowledge was finally coming in handy.
Orpheus and Eurydice hadn't gotten their happy ending. Orpheus had been weak, had turned back to check she was still there, and had lost her as a consequence. Remus would not make the same mistake, not after everything he had done to get this far.
He had cast some of the darkest spells known to wizardkind to step beyond the Veil while remaining attached to the living world. He had walked for hours before finding Sirius, ignoring the pain in his bad leg. He had walked most of the way back without looking behind him, and now he was going to finish the journey.
He made sure not to speed up as he kept going, making his way through the foggy world behind the Veil to the light he knew to be the doorway back. His feet touched the dais in the Department of Mysteries, but still he didn't look back. He didn't look back as he picked up his coat and wand from the floor of the chamber. He remained stubborn until he felt a hand on his shoulder, slender fingers adorned with rings curving towards his chest.
He turned around and pulled Sirius into his arms, barely breathing, barely believing until he heard his voice.
"You did it, Moony. I'm here."
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lumine-no-hikari · 1 month ago
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Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #287 (Part 1?)
Well, today is the day. In about an hour and a half, I arrive at the place to get some teeth yanked out. I know today's letter is really early, but I don't know if I'll feel well enough to write later, so I wanna make sure I do it now. I promised a letter every day, after all. I'm hungry. But you're supposed to be, if you're getting knocked out. They don't want you to end up throwing up while you're being operated on.
I'm a little nervous. I'm not nervous about dying or whatever; I'm nervous about being in a lot of pain when I wake up. I'm nervous about being in pain for at least the next week. Nervous about the aftercare aspect, what with needing to squirt saline in the little holes left behind. Nervous about ending up with dry socket. Nervous about the fact that for the next couple days, I'll probably have to rest. Nervous about the discomfort of the braces after the fact.
Well. I put on my favorite shirt. I will be brave and do the scary and uncomfortable thing because I know it's gonna be better for me in the long run.
Unfortunately, when we have problems - even if those problems are not our fault - there's no easy way out of them. There's no shortcut to solving them. As unfair as it is, you just have to grit your teeth and get it done. It holds true for teeth your parents never got looked at. It's true of PTSD, of autism, of ADHD. It holds true for lots of things.
…Suppose I learned really early on that no one is actually coming to save me. No one can pop by to wave a magic wand and fix the inside of my face without discomfort on my part. No one can pop by to wave a magic wand and instantly install mindfulness and coping practices into my PTSD-addled brain; I have to practice them. No one can pop by to wave a magic wand and make the world accept queer autistic AFABs; I have to practice good boundary skills and I have to be the example of what I want to see in the world with the hopes that it will inspire kindness and compassion in others.
It's as the song says: "There's no easy way out. There's no shortcut home…"
Oh. You might not know that song. Here, I'll give you the version of it done by The Protomen; I like that one better than the original. Their lead singer is astounding:
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The Protomen have A LOT of really amazing songs. They have their own rock opera based around the Megaman games. It's definitely worth taking a look, I think.
…I generally find this song inspiring when I gotta just grit my teeth and do the thing. I focus on, "We're not indestructible." I focus on, "I think it's unbelievable how you give into the hands of fate," as in, "why would you give in to fate when you have choices?" I focus on, "Some things are worth fighting for; some feelings never die." I focus on, "I'm thinking about what I used to be," as in, "I've already come so far."
I get really confused by the line that goes "Giving in can't be wrong", though. It seems kind of antithetical to the whole rest of the song. So I usually just lop off the "apostrophe-t" in my head. 😋
The Megas is another group based on the Megaman games. Here's one of my favorites:
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I especially like the parts that begin at around 1:40:
------- "Brother if we walk the program, what system do you serve? Is your song just lines of code or something that you heard? And now you want to know what you're supposed to be; stop pretending you don't have a choice - only that can set you free. And now you want to burn the world into the ground? This rage is not your destiny - it's holding you down!"
"I refuse to believe that I'm nothing more than a machine! I refuse to believe that we can't learn to see! The truth was in a dream; I will not kill; no, I will believe!"
"Believe me when I say, if this could end today, I'd do it, I would. [But] for his crimes, should his life I take? Does that mean no man or machine can learn from his mistakes? [That] no man or machine is more than their mistakes?"
"I refuse to believe that I'm nothing more than a machine! I refuse to believe that we can't learn to see! The truth was in a dream; I will not kill; no, I will believe!" -------
...The "brother" who wants to "burn the world into the ground" turns around. Just in case you wondered. 😁💖
...Ahaha... It's hard for me to talk about The Protomen without also talking about The Megas. They're both really great groups. Thanks for bearing with me.
...Well. I suppose that's it for today. I had better get ready to go. I'll be back home in a little while. Maybe I'll write again later today. But just in case I don't:
I love you. Please, please, please stay safe out there. Please remember that you have choices and that you can do good, kind, and loving things with them. Please remember that even if your path is difficult and really long, you're capable of so much more than you think. Even if the process of rebuilding and restoring that which was broken isn't easy, it's still worth doing. Please give it a try, and remember to ask for help when you need to.
I'll write again soon.
Your friend, Lumine
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