#6:55 am

[klaudia2646]

When we got to Santo Domingo we stopped at Adrian tropical to eat mofongo, we were all starving as they only give you a little snack on the plane and we didn’t eat at the airport, little man was so excited to see the ocean, he wants to go to the beach.

Monday little man had fun playing with toys that my mom and sister gave him and he certainly had fun playing outside. He saw a lizard while trying to take a nap and amazingly enough he did t freak out. Then in the afternoon we went to the big mall, it was a slow outing because my mom went with us and she walks very slow. He had a good time playing on some games.

[lovemehatemex0]

& here come the tears

[tamingicarus]

7 minute single i love you

[charbeloved]

when you wake up early

[peachdues]

we miss you :( i hope you're having a good week! sending you love peachie🩷

I’m sorry!! I know I’ve been a little quiet, work is just super stressful rn (currently hiding in the bathroom while I respond to this bc I just needed a BREAK —)

I’m hoping things ease here soon, and when they do, I’ll give you lots of smutty filth to make up for it!! And some fluff, too (Mitsuri x reader cuddles, anyone??)

[damnpotatoe]

god give me strength i have been studying for 1 and a half hours an none of it gone in my head. 10 pages of biology i have to know by heart tomorrow. its gonna count 33.3% of my grade.

[madameocotillo]

The one thing I am not looking forward to about welding school is the 7 am start time. In my perfect world, regular obligations do not exist before 10 am

[peachcitt]

for some reason my post announcing the chapter yesterday did not post even a little bit - one would think the goodwill bathroom would be perfect for that sort of thing.

anyway, because of that here's me telling you that both chapters 2 & 3 of my @ladrienjune fic greatest hits are now available!!

you can read them here

see y'all tomorrow!!<3

[beloved-child-of-the-house]

I’ve been meaning to do WIP Wednesday for aaaages and I always forget. It’s not actually Wednesday yet, but oh well! I have been working on this fic for over a year, and I think I am in the home stretch. Here is a snippet from early on. 

Draco had got barely halfway across the Entrance Hall when it happened. He felt the Trip Jinx round his ankles before he saw his assailants, and he went sprawling hard onto the stone floor, the wind knocked out of him, his wand spinning away to clatter out of sight and well out of reach. He lay on his front, coughing and gasping with ugly laughter ringing in his ears.

"Nasty tumble, there Malfoy," jeered someone behind him. "You want to mind where you're going, or you could hurt yourself."

Draco pushed up onto his hands and knees, still trying to get his breath. There was no way he could reach his wand before they jinxed him again; he hadn't even seen where it landed. He never was any good at muggle duelling. He got one leg under him, bracing himself to be knocked flat again, and heard a shout from above him.

"Protego!"

The jinx bounced off the Shield, and Draco got to his feet under its protection. Harry Potter was striding down the marble staircase toward them looking like a thunderstorm. Halfway along he stooped and picked up Draco's wand. He hardly glanced at Draco as he passed him and marched up to the little knot of seventh years picking themselves up from where they'd been hit by the rebounding jinx.

"Think it's funny to knock people down, do you, McClaggen?" snarled Potter, glaring up at the biggest of the lot.

"Oh don't get your wand in a knot, Potter. It's only Malfoy," said McClaggen in the sort of tone you might use to say 'It's only a slug.' "No love lost there, eh?"

"It doesn't matter who it is! We're not doing things like that anymore," Potter said furiously.  "We just got done with a fucking war, and you want to keep fighting? You lot want to keep it going just for fun? Well, I don't, and I better not see you do that again! Now clear off!"

"You can't tell m--"

"Too fucking right I can! Now get back to your common room!" And, perhaps because Potter was Head Boy, perhaps because he looked like he could spit nails,  or perhaps simply because he was Harry Potter, they did clear off. Potter watched them go, then turned to Draco. He still looked quite angry, but he was clearly trying to gather himself, "You okay?

[pickastitch]

i'm actually the worst person to play vault hunters because there WILL be a trail of 30+ mobs after my ass while i'm looting everything and trying not to die

[writer-ace]

I feel like some thing I don't see as much when it comes to fatigue, chronic illness, etc. is that sometimes it looks like being "entirely functional" for work etc. but simply not being able to do anything else.

Like it's often framed as scales of "can do stuff" versus "can't do stuff" which I struggle with relating to so much because for me it looks like going to work, either remote or in person, running meetings, being mentally present, etc. and then getting home and simply crashing.

Like my entire life is work, most days of the week. I have to work, so that is what 85-90% of my entire energy goes to, and then literal zero housework or anything else gets done. I sleep on my couch a lot, because I sit down and then am asleep. My apartment is an absolute disaster area becasue doing literally anything is Too Much. I eat dinner less than I should because I either sleep through it or can't contemplate the idea of doing it.

But I am very productive at work.

This is not meant at all to invalidate people who have different experiences, more just to try to articulate my own struggles with feeling chronically ill "enough" to "count" because I feel like I rarely see my own experience reflected.

[lovemehatemex0]

I want kisses 🙎🏼‍♀️

[empyreanmirror]

some unnamed feeling

[stevethehairington]

if i never had to use amtrak again that would be the best day ever

[officialkendallroy]

beyonce slayed 👍

[biologyologyy]

It’s only 1 AM that’s crazy