#I just want to go to the store right now and buy myself reasonable food to eat. then maybe id be okay

[spade-club]

I hate myself for the things I let myself put up with. Honestly. I just need a fucking break from my bad decisions. But unfortunately I uhm... still love them. And I cant afford to live anywhere else..

[tinylittlebab]

HEYYYYY i have a scale and i didnt even have to buy it!!

[teamatsumu]

wrong twin? (miya atsumu x reader)

summary: you have a massive crush on miya osamu. so the plan is to get closer to him through his twin brother. it’s genius. it’s bound to work. right?

word count: 3008

warnings: fem!reader, fluff, slight angst, swearing, maybe a dash of humor, atsumu being atsumu, him and reader bicker a lot

tags: @keiva1000

When you handed in your application to join the Inarizaki High School volleyball club as manager, you had a very clear agenda in mind, but nobody needed to know about that. You had a good knowledge of volleyball, you had good organizational skills, and you were responsible. They accepted your application in a heartbeat, and were none the wiser of your true intentions behind joining the team.

It was only when you cornered their blond setter after practice one day that you actually said the words out loud.

“Ya want me to do what?” He raised an eyebrow, shoving his volleyball shoes into his backpack.

“Help me get close to him!” You whispered in a conspiratorial tone, looking around to make sure no one was paying attention to you two. Your eyes lingered on Osamu where he was helping Gin clean up. “You’re his twin brother. You’re closest to him. If we hang out more, that would inevitably mean I get to hang out with Osamu more too. And we can become friends. Eventually, I will get him to fall in love with me.”

Atsumu stared at you with a very distinct ‘what the fuck’ look, but you stared right back, determined.

“Yer insane.” He stood up, slinging his bag over his shoulder and making his way to the gym door. You followed behind.

“Please, Atsumu!” You begged, following him out of the gym and down the path leading out of the school.

“No!” He responded, not looking back at you. “Ya wanna get close to him, just go talk to him! Why ya gotta drag me into yer crazy schemes?!”

“I can’t just go talk to him, it would be creepy! I need a way into his circle.”

Atsumu gave you another look. “Oh yeah, what yer saying right now isn’t creepy at all.” Sarcasm dripped from his words.

You huffed, scowling at the back of his blond head. Your eyes caught the lights of the corner convenience store, and you felt an idea forming.

“I will buy you an after-practice snack every day for a year.”

Atsumu stopped short, looking back at you. “Yer bein’ serious?”

You gestured to the store up ahead. “We could start right now. I have money on me.”

His answering grin meant you had a deal.

……………………

When you joined the twins for lunch the next day at Atsumu’s desk, Osamu raised an eyebrow.

“It was my idea.” Atsumu explained. “She’s cool so I said we should hang out more.”

Osamu seemed to buy it, shrugging and giving you a welcoming little smile. You felt yourself flush, giddy as you pulled up a chair and sat down next to Atsumu, opposite to his brother.

“Oh sweet, are those pancake rolls?” Osamu asked when you opened your bento. You nodded eagerly.

“I made them myself!” You replied, pushing the box closer to him. “Wanna try?”

You knew Osamu liked food (okay, maybe you had stalked him a little), and even though you sucked at cooking, you had meticulously made your lunch today for this very reason. You couldn’t help your grin when Osamu bit into a roll and moaned at the taste, saying it was delicious. You could feel how hot your face was, even the tips of your ears felt warm. Atsumu rolled his eyes in your periphery but you paid him no mind, striking up a conversation with his brother instead.

“Yer like a different person around him.” Atsumu commented later that evening, when you were sitting on the curb outside the convenience store and he was chowing down on a pork bun you had bought him. The rest of the team had gone ahead, most of them too tired to stop for a snack and just wanting to get to bed as soon as possible.

You sighed and shrugged. “I don’t know what to tell you. He makes me feel things.”

Atsumu chewed for a little bit, watching you stare at the moth circling the streetlight.

“Gross.”

You slapped him hard on the bicep at that, making him let out an ‘ow!’. He pouted at you as he rubbed his arm, while all you did was roll your eyes in return.

……………………………

Lunch became a normal thing with the twins after that. You would wake up at 5am, cook something new that you thought Osamu might appreciate, and you would watch him devour it, praising you for how good it was. One time, Atsumu had gotten curious and tried to reach for a piece of onigiri, making you smack his hand away. He yelped and clutched it.

“What was that for?!”

“You already get a snack out of me every day, Miya. Keep your paws off my lunch.”

Osamu had snickered at that, and your heart had skipped at the sound, effectively forgetting Atsumu even existed as your focus shifted entirely to his brother. Atsumu grumbled but complied, saying something about ‘’s probably not that good anyway’. You paid him no mind.

You got to know Osamu a lot better during your little lunch sessions. He didn’t talk as much as his brother, but he was perceptive, and a great listener. He seemed to balance out Atsumu perfectly, and you could see how close they actually were. You would often giggle at their banter, witnessing the many foul names they would call each other, but knowing they didn’t mean it at the end of the day.

You often went to their house, under the guise of tutoring Atsumu. At first, Atsumu had told you no one would buy it, but you were adamant to try. And you were right. When you told Osamu why you were there, he snorted in response.

“Figures. This dumb fuck needs all the help he can get.”

Atsumu had yelled and tried to swat at his brother, but Osamu expertly dodged him. You had laughed at their antics.

Your study sessions were often spent with you stealing glances at Osamu from the dining table where you and Atsumu were located. He wouldn’t stick around much, preferring to camp out in their shared bedroom, but you still appreciated every glimpse that you got of him when he wandered down to the kitchen for a snack. Atsumu would nudge you with his knee under the table.

“Be a little less obvious, will ya?”

You stuck a middle finger in his face in response. He grabbed your hand and twisted it a bit, just enough to make you yelp and try to push him away.

“Tsumu, you jerk! Let go!”

“Say sorry!”

“Over my dead body!”

Osamu had to break you two apart sometimes, while you glared at each other from either side of him.

At practice, you would stay late when they needed help perfecting their quick attack, throwing balls so Atsumu could set them for Osamu. On the way back, you would buy Atsumu his daily snack and offer to pay for Osamu’s as well, which he always refused.

“Unlike this tool, I’m not shameless enough to let someone else pay fer me.”

“Hey!”

With every passing day, you felt that you were getting closer and closer to Osamu. Where you had barely exchanged words before, you two could hold long conversations now, and you especially loved when you ganged up to shit on Atsumu, who would be overdramatic as hell about the insults and act like he just got shot. You couldn’t remember the last time you had laughed so much.

Then, Osamu got a girlfriend.

You didn’t learn about it until you saw a girl at the gym on one random Wednesday. You had raised an eyebrow at her, watching as she looked around for something.

“Can I help you?”

She shook her head. “I’m just looking for Osamu. He left some stuff at my place last night.”

Your brain short circuited. Her place? Last night?

Then he ran over to her. Greeted her and thanked her for bringing his stuff. And then he kissed her.

You were mentally tuned out of practice for the rest of the evening.

When Atsumu walked up to you after practice so you could make your usual trip to the convenience store, you had just silently followed him. You had bought him some yakusoba bread, and you sat on the curb, waiting to walk home after he finished eating.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You finally asked.

Atsumu sighed in return. “Didn’t want ya to get hurt.”

You turned to look at him. His attention was on the bread. “Did you expect me to never find out?”

He shook his head. “I was hopin’ to tell ya after practice. Just couldn’t think of the words.”

For some reason, you felt anger boil up inside you. You stood up abruptly. Atsumu paused his chewing to look up at you.

“I don’t need you to coddle me, Tsumu.” You grit out. “That was not the deal.”

Atsumu didn’t seem fazed by your tone. “Sit down.”

You glared at him. “I’m going home.”

When you turned to leave, you were stopped by his hand reaching up to clutch at the hem of your jacket, pulling you back.

“I know yer hurtin’. Just sit.”

You don’t know why that did it. Tears that had been building up all during practice were set free, rolling down your cheeks. Silently, you sat back down next to him. He didn’t talk as you cried, only shuffling closer until his side was pressed to yours. An unexpected comfort came to you with the contact. You leaned on him, resting your head on your knees, shoulders shaking.

When you had calmed down enough, you wiped your face with your sleeves, sitting up straighter. Atsumu extended his bread to you. You raised an eyebrow.

“When have you ever shared with me before?”

He rolled his eyes. “Ya want it or not?”

The bread seemed to melt in your mouth. Food did make you feel a bit better, but your mind was still on Osamu.

“‘M sorry yer scheme didn’t work out.”

You laughed a bit, taking another bite. “When you call it a scheme, it makes me think it was bound to fail from the start.”

Atsumu shook his head. “Nah. Ya made an effort. I respect that.” He stretched his legs in front of him, leaning back on his hands. “Yer a real catch. Yer smart and yer pretty. Samu’s blind ta not see that.”

You giggled, nudging Atsumu a bit. “Careful, Tsum-tsum. I might think you were falling for me.”

If your emotions weren’t so over the place, and if you hadn’t just tired yourself out from crying so much, you would’ve noticed how the older Miya’s eyes softened.

…………………………

Getting over Osamu wasn’t easy. Especially after having chased after him for so many months. It didn’t help that his little girlfriend seemed to come around more often, sometimes joining the team during practice. At times like those, you tried to stay as far away from her and Osamu, and that often meant you would find comfort in Atsumu, the only person who knew about your crush.

“What does he see in her anyway?” You voiced out loud, watching her laugh at something Osamu had said. You were sitting on a bench outside the gym with Atsumu, watching the two interact on the other side of the path. The rest of the team still weren’t done with their run. As usual, the twins were the first ones to reach the school.

Atsumu ran a towel over his neck, setting his water bottle down next to him. “Ya need ta get over him.”

You rolled your eyes. “Easy for you to say. You’ve never loved anything except volleyball.”

“Damn right. Has volleyball ever betrayed me? No. So suck it.”

You dug your elbow into his side, making him yelp and grab your head, pushing you away. His hand was massive and covered over half your face, and you struggled to get him off, digging your nails into his forearm.

“Tsumu, you asshole-”

You didn’t even notice when Osamu stared at the two of you, too absorbed in your little squabble.

So yeah, getting over Osamu wasn’t easy, but having Atsumu around helped a ton. Everytime he would see your eyes linger on Osamu too long, he would make some sort of comment, or change the subject, just trying to get your attention anywhere else. Too many times, he would physically grab you and turn you away from his twin, saying something along the lines of how you should be looking at the ‘better twin’ instead.

“Sorry but which one of you decided to dye their hair the color of piss?”

“It’s blond!”

“You ever heard of toner, dumbass?”

And you would grab his hair, messing it up and tugging at it a bit, giggling when he whined about you ruining his ‘hairstyle’. You also knew that Atsumu would kill anyone else who dared touch his hair, and the fact made your heart skip a bit. It also made you think, and once the gears in your head started turning, there was no going back.

Now that the fog of your infatuation with Osamu was lifting a bit, you seemed to notice his twin more. You would watch how Atsumu seemed to almost shield you from anything that reminded you of Osamu. How he had made it a habit after that one evening to always share half his snack with you, no matter how small it was. He would often say out of pocket shit, but rather than annoying you, it seemed to endear you more. It was like these little quips were a part of his charm, and you would giggle along instead of telling him to shut up.

He was awfully touchy too. You suppose he had always been, and you had just never thought about it. But now it seemed like none of his moves went unnoticed by you. He had a habit of gripping your head with one hand and turning your face to his when you weren’t paying attention. It used to annoy the crap out of you but now it made you pause and blink, meeting his caramel colored eyes. He would nudge you and poke you, he would drape an arm over your shoulders and whine about how tired he was. And your cheeks would warm up every time. You were forced to admit it.

You had a thing for Atsumu.

Deep down, you cursed at your luck, almost laughing in incredulity. What a joke this was, having a crush on both twins. But you knew that this was different. You knew this wasn’t just a silly crush.

Atsumu was more. He had always been more.

“Tsumu?”

He hummed in response, indicating he was listening, even if he was busy stuffing a chocolate bar into his mouth. You two were in your usual place, sitting on the curb outside the convenience store, lit up only by the light of the store behind you and the lamp post across the street. You watched his profile, the way his jaw moved when he chewed, his eyes trained before him, his undercut, and his dyed hair falling over his forehead slightly.

He was so painfully attractive. And you had never noticed.

He looked at you finally when you didn’t speak, raising an eyebrow.

“Everythin’ okay?”

You nodded hastily, turning away from him. You heard him pause, wrapping up what was left of his chocolate and placing it next to him before shuffling closer to you.

“Yer lyin’. What is it?”

You let out a laugh, shaking your head. “You can read me so well.”

He shrugged in response, draping his arm over your shoulder. You closed your eyes, mentally accepting how the action now made you feel.

“I did spend the whole year hearin’ ya whine about yer feelings, so yeah. I can read ya pretty well.”

You sighed, turning your head to look at him. At this proximity, you could see the brown swirling in his eyes, and it reminded you of milk chocolate. You were nearly nose to nose with him, and you weren’t nervous at all. With Osamu, you would always be on edge. Your insides would squirm, your heart would race, and oftentimes, you would stumble over your words.

With Atsumu, you felt every muscle in your body relax when he touched you. Despite his chaotic personality and his crude language, Atsumu was so tuned in when it came to you. When you needed it, he was as calm as they come. There was such unprecedented comfort in his presence. When you were around him, it felt like everything would be okay.

“I love you.”

It came out of you involuntarily at that moment. But you weren’t scared to tell him. You should have been, but one look at him this close and all your fears were melting away. When Atsumu gave you a little smile, you couldn’t help but return it.

“I love ya too, sweets.”

His kiss was expected. Soft, slow, perfect. His lips were plush and warm, and he tasted like the chocolate he had just been eating. His arm around your shoulder tightened, and his other hand came up to cup your jaw, tilting your head enough to deepen the kiss. You felt your head buzz, your hands fisting at the front of his shirt and trying to pull him closer, though it was impossible.

You whined in protest when he ended the kiss, making him chuckle slightly. The sound made your lips twitch up a bit, and you ran your eyes all over his face. He hummed in approval.

“There it is.”

You blinked. “What?”

He traced your cheekbone with his thumb. “Ya know how long I’ve wanted ya to look at me like that and not Samu?”

Right. Samu. You had forgotten about him completely the moment Atsumu’s lips touched yours. The thought made you giggle and pull at his jacket collar to tug him close, until his lips were meeting yours again.

[httpiastri]

hiii! i would like a ❣️ but with voicemails from the drivers hinting that they like you? we have mostly the same favorite drivers so just write for whoever you think would be good 😌

❣️ – send me a prompt and one/a few drivers and i'll tell you how i think they would react!!

(featuring: lando, charles, alex, oscar, ollie, paul, arthur, pepe and clem)

lando norris

"i think you should come visit me in monaco more. you know that the bed in my guest room is always made for you. and i put on those sheets i know you like, and i have those fragrance sticks with the rose scent, you said you liked them last time you visited me. well, i mean, my room and my bed is always ready for you, too. and i'll be in it, so… *chuckle* my mind just keeps wandering off to when you were here a few nights ago, and… i think… honestly? i think you should move in with me. okay, that sounds crazy and impulsive and like i haven't thought this through, but i really have given it a lot of thought. i want you to move in here. don't worry about the expenses, i can take care of it all. and a moving truck to get your stuff, i'll pay for it. just… think about it, will you? don't just laugh it off. i'm serious about this."

charles leclerc

"i just got back to the apartment, and it's... so quiet without you here. i keep thinking about the last time we made dinner together and how you laughed so hard at my terrible cooking that the neighbors came over to complain. i'm still scared of meeting them in the stairwell. maybe next time, you should be the one to take charge and show me how it's done? save me from another disaster? or we could go out, whichever you prefer. i just really want to see you again. and not die from food poisoning."

alex albon

"the other day, you mentioned not having a necklace that fit the new top you bought. and for some reason, i just happened to find myself right outside a jewelry store today. so i went in and bought you something. the lady in the cash register told me that a longer chain with a pendant would fit a v-neck top best, so that's what i got. it's gold, of course, i wouldn't dare buy you anything silver after you lectured me about having a warm skin tone for half an hour... i don't know, i just wanted to tell you this so you don't run around stressing about having to buy a new necklace. i can drop by yours with it if you want me to. or if you want to wear the top tonight, i'll give it to you when i pick you up."

oscar piastri

"hey, i just wanted to check in with you, make sure you're okay. are you? *pause*. what he said tonight, that was... it wasn't right. you don't deserve that. he was wrong, he has no idea what he's talking about. please, call me when you get this."

ollie bearman

"can i come straight to yours from the airport? you don't have to hug me before i shower, i might be full of flight germs, but... i just want to see you. and i'm pretty sure i forgot my favorite sweater at your place last time i went to visit you. you know, the blue one?... i think you know. not that i want it back, you can keep it if you like it. i know you look cute in it... that's beside the point. i'll tell the taxi driver your address, let me know if you don't want me coming over. see you soon."

paul aron

"some kids are building a snow fort down the street. you know, in the park where we had that picnic last summer? one of them has slipped and fallen right onto his butt about ten times now, it's hilarious. i wish you were here to see it, you would've laughed your ass off. *pause*. wish you were here for other reasons, too. but... just one more week, right?"

arthur leclerc

"i may have had a bit too much wine but i needed to call you and tell you what i just realized. you have the prettiest eyes in the world. they are gorgeous. i want to trade eyes, if i have your eyes then i would be able to get any girl – but i still only have eyes for you. haha, get it? because they're your eyes? *pause*. why are you not answering? did you hang up on me? oh, is this voicemail? did you not think i was important enough to pick up the call? even at three in the morning, you should only think about me."

pepe marti

"i know i said i was going to call you tomorrow, but i just realized. i forgot to tell you something. sebastian is throwing a party this weekend- i think it's more of a housewarming-gathering-thing, and i wasn't really feeling like going, but... i would love to introduce you to some of my friends. they're all really nice, i promise you, and if you ever feel even slightly bad, we can leave instantly. i just want to show you off, i guess? everyone would be so jealous- i didn't mean it like that, i made it sound like- i'm sorry. just please, come with me. it would mean the world to me."

clement novalak

"i went by that bookshop i know you like. the cute little one near the subway station, right by the park? and i... i had some time to spare, so i went in. just to look around at first, but then i wanted to ask the woman who works there if they have that book you were talking about. but i just couldn't remember the name of it, so i tried to explain it to her based on what you told me weeks ago, but i was just rambling... but i think she managed to find the right one. hopefully. and when we went to pay, she asked if she should wrap it and i said 'sure', but when she asked who it was to, i froze... so the wrapping has little hearts on it, i hope that's okay. i'll see you tonight, right? can't wait."

[kingshovelbug]

Hii what is your best advice to younger adults trying to make it independently and make a living? In art, savings or anything you think of. Thank you in advance!

dont be too hard on yourself. its tough out there right now in regards to like everything regardless of what old people say. also this is going to be a lot so im slapping a read more on here

⭐️ first thing id recommend for anyone is to start figuring out a budget. figure out how much youre making monthly. keep all your food receipts for a month or two to see what youre spending on food. find out what youre paying for thats necessary like utilities and whats not

the goal for a budget (or at least mine) is to find a good balance of earning vs spending. im paying off my credit card right now because i ran through all my savings after we had to move last year but my goal used to be to save 1/4 of what i earned after bills and putting money into an emergency fund (usually an emergency fund is 3 months worth of expenses). but it depends on how much you can comfortably put away. if you can put more away do it. but if you never spend money and deprive yourself of joy youre going to burn yourself out regardless of what your job is

⭐️ if youre not already buy store brand for as much shit as you can. if its an ingredient i promise as someone who cooks and bakes you probably wont notice the difference. if its an actual snack it depends. again both from a money perspective and to boycott pro-isreal companies we get a lot of snacks from aldis and theyre awesome. i dont miss anything from mars, oreos etc when i have my chocolate coconut wafers

⭐️ if you have any subscriptions and you need to get rid of something you can probably cancel them. for *most* things theres some kind of free alternative. but again just like with a budget. there are going to be some subscriptions that make your life easier and while youd save money without them it would lead to extra work and burning out. ex willow has kofi gold because it has really cool extra features that help with running the shop. but for streaming services? im going to be so honest. both to save money and with how cheeky streaming companies (in a bad way) have been getting… you can find whatever you want to watch online for free

if you need to use anything from the microsoft office suite, but youre not required by youre job to specifically use microsoft, libreoffice is a free alternative that i actually like better. its what i use to help willow run their shop and its free

for art programs. if you still have photoshop switch. not just for money reasons. adobe is getting bold with what they can claim as their content and use from what people produce in their program. the switch isnt the easiest but there are a bunch of alternatives. some free some like csp offer one time licenses which are so much better than subscriptions. will has spent almost $2k on photoshop and after effects from using it as long as they have. when csp is $50 and they like csp better anyways. i also know of krita and fire alpaca which are free

⭐️ also theres stuff about being an adult that i thought you had to pay for but you dont? like for car insurance i went through an independent insurance agent and they found me a cheaper plan than i could find myself. i didnt pay the guy. they get a cut from the insurance company for finding them another customer. some banks or credit cards offer financial advising sessions to users. its boring but if you can get a copy of your health insurance see if they have any free shit on there thats available for you. my brother gets free doctor finding? like i can call them, tell them what specialist he needs and instead of me calling around to find one that can take him, they connect me with someone. my work offers 3 free therapy sessions (better than nothing) and free food that i take advantage of

⭐️ i think one of the biggest things that makes an impact for us is researching before buying stuff. sounds like a no brainer but you dont just want to find the cheapest deal. you want to find the best bargain, the best bang for your buck. whats the best quality thing you can get that you can also afford? itll prevent your from having to replace stuff all the time and by extension spending more than you need to. we have nonstick pots and pans that are scratched and starting to peel (which apparently can cause cancer??) that were cheap because of being on sale. now after looking into what makes quality cookware i know i should of just slowly bought stainless steel

⭐️ last big one. credit cards. unfortunately we need them so find one with a low apr and that offers decent cash back. use it up to like 20% of your limit and pay it off every month. focus on using it on things that will get you cash back so you can essentially get free money

im sure i could ramble more but this is already super long

[diamondzoey]

By the way,Are you a Sociopath? (Featuring Yuurivoice listeners)

A/n: so this from a Dan plan skit so I thought why not do this with the listeners because I think this would be interesting and please don’t take this seriously

Tw: graphic on some of the questions and some swear words

Rook: today we are going to be playing are you sociopath!

Sunflower,Casper and Sugarboo: ……

Rook: I was thinking to myself who could contest in a sociopathic test with Casper and I could only come up with one person

Casper: a second Casper

Sunflower and Sugarboo:*Snorts*

Rook: that was Sugarboo

Casper: oh okay

Rook:whoever wins gets bragging rights and uh mental disorder

Sugarboo: alright

Casper: okay

Rook: you ready question number one a serial killer was chasing you down but suddenly stops and makes a phone call to you why did he make a phone call?

Sunflower:Stop running

Casper and Sugarboo: *Laughs*

Sugarboo: actually yeah it would

Rook: stop it

Sugarboo: it would make me slow down

Sunflower: cuz you were hiding and they wanted to find you

Casper monotone: I have no clue why they would call someone I do not

Rook: What’s up with the monotone Casper?

Sunflower and Sugarboo:*Chuckles*

Casper: I do not know why the psychopath decided to do this I do not want to comment further

Sugarboo: Are you feeling okay Casper?

Casper monotone: I am feeling great there is no one behind me

Sugarboo: if I’m running away and I’m hiding I’m bound to either slow down or the serial killer can essentially just pinpoint my location

Rook telling the answer: The answer is to listen to the sound of bell ringing so he can locate the victim congratulations sunflower and Sugarboo you guys get one point

Sunflower: Yay!

Sugarboo: Yay sunflower

Rook: good job you two

Sugarboo looks worried: I’m actually worried about Casper

Rook shrugs their shoulders: it’s alright they’ll die probably

Sunflower and Sugarboo:*Chuckles*

Rook reads the next question: question number two a man wants to kill his own boss, he rushes into the store and there he sees a $5 knife and a $50 knife, he buys the 5 dollar knife and he rushes out why did he pick the 5 dollar knife?

Sunflower: okay I have a answer because with the $50 knife

Sugarboo: yes?

Sunflower: $50 right?

Sugarboo: yeah

Sunflower: do you have 50 bucks in your wallet right now?

Sugarboo: yeah no I don’t have any crash

Sunflower: you’re going to have to use a debit card or credit card for you to not have an alibi you need to buy a cheap knife that you can pay with a cash

Casper: Yes I agree with Sunflower everything they said is right but I actually think it’s because he wants to make some food afterwards with the same knife get rid of the evidence

Sugarboo: No no If if you want to make food then wouldn’t you just buy the $50 one?

Sunflower looks worried: do you guys really want to cook food with the knife that you used it to kill people?

Sugarboo: Hey he’s sociopath what he call-

Casper: Hydrogen peroxide takes off blood Sunflower I don’t know how you don’t know this

Sunflower chuckles:Right

Sugarboo has a dark look on their face: If I want to kill someone for the reason being I hate that person my number one instinct is to make it as miserable as possible

Sunflower: Omg

Rook: Omg

Sugarboo: If I’m going to actually murder someone out of pure hatred I might as well make it living hell for the other person right am-am I the only one thinking that way?

Sunflower, Rook and Casper: uh yes

Sunflower and Casper chuckles

Sugarboo: I don’t know

Rook reads the answer: okay so the answer is to kill the boss more painfully with the dull knife

Sugarboo: Oh see I told you,you want to make it miserable

Rook looks unsure: I don’t know if i want to give them the point

Casper and sunflower chuckles

Rook reads the next question: A man who owns a business goes bankrupt, so he started to work somewhere else. The man hides this fact from his wife. one day, she finds out but acts as if she doesn’t know for his own sake. But soon the husband finds out, and once he does, he locks her in the house and burns the house down, why?

Casper: Typical reaction

Sunflower chuckles: hahaha

Sugarboo: okay so he doesn’t have that much money anymore a-and so he was working really hard and she pretended to not know and when the husband found out, why she essentially didn’t help in the financial difficulty, out of pure spite, I would burn someone.

Rook: wait, why did it turn from “husband” to “I” would?

Sugarboo looks nervous: Uh…Uh…😅

Rook,Sunflower and Casper:*Laughs*

Sugarboo: the husband… would… have the… incentive..to burn the wife

Rook: Fair *Looks at Casper* what about you Casper?

Casper: Why not? It’s fun

Sugarboo agrees: I can agree with that. It is!

Casper: It’s just delightful knowing that you have some power over someone in your life.

Rook: okay.. alright Sunflower?

Sunflower thinks: I was thinking maybe for insurance or maybe, like the new job was an illegal job?

Rook chuckles: thank you for the normal answer. Appreciate it

Sugarboo:🤣🤣

Casper:🤣🤣

Rook reads the answer: the answer is basically… A women who’s okay with not being a CEO’s wife is not worth keeping

Casper: Oh…

Sugarboo looks confused: That’s the answer?

Sunflower: WHAT?

Rook: Both of you have proven that maybe is not the worst answer?

Sugarboo: pfff-

Casper: Uh-

Rook: No- No one gets a point

Casper: Okay, your face

Rook looks at both Casper and Sugarboo: But both of you need help.

Sugarboo looks confused: Wait, me?

Rook pulls sunflower close to them: Sunflower, get over here. Get away from those people.

Sugarboo looks confused: Why me???

Rook reads the next question: Alright, this one is a bit gross, but hear me out. A paralyzed woman was found dead, in pieces. The killer was suspected to be her little sister who nursed the woman. When they pieced the woman’s body together, 20% of it was missing. It turns out that three little sister ate the woman a little bit every day, why did she eat her?

Sugarboo: Okay, my initial gut instinct is just telling me straight up. She just wanted the older sister to be part of her.

Sunflower: that’s so morphed…

Sugarboo: okay why would you ever eat someone else other than being delicious?

The rest looks at Sugarboo with blank stares

Sugarboo looks nervous: A-am- am I the weird one here? Why am I getting so many blank stares?

Rook chuckles: I don’t know who you’re going for? hahaha

Casper: Hey! you’re the one that asked the not safe for work question!

Rook looks at Sunflower: Sunflower, what’s your answer?

Sunflower looks unsure: so she ate her, and we know this for sure… why the heck WOULD ANYONE EAT SOMEONE?!, What?!

Casper: Vitamin deficiency

Sugarboo: Oh! The- there’s another reason. There you go

Rook: Stop. agreeing with them!

Casper: See, I like Sugarboo

Sugarboo: I like you too! 😁

Rook: ugh!

Rook reads the answer: Okay, so the answer is… to keep a little bit with her every day

Sugarboo: oh, so it was the yandere root..

Rook: okay, so Sugarboo you did get it right. I just didn’t like the fact that you got it right in two seconds.

Sunflower: ehemmmmm

The rest: *Laughs*

Rook looks at Sugarboo; Sugarboo listen, uh… thanks for coming on board.. I think this is where we have to say goodbye…

Casper: I don’t know i like Sugarboo, they kinda thinks like me

Rook: Kinda? Casper, kinda??

Rook reads the next question: A family- Mom, dad and son were extremely close. The neighborhood knew them as a close knit family who loved each other. As the son grew, he started to go to elementary school. But he got bullied because his parents still brought him to school everyday. Soon his parents started killing children from the school every couple of months…

Casper: Good!

Rook: Why?

Casper: What do you mean why? Bulking children get killed and I agree with that justice.

Rook looks at sunflower for an answer: Sunflower why?

Sunflower: But they’re children!

Casper sarcastic: oh no

Sunflower thinks: my initial thoughts was they came to the school with the child so that they can recognize who the bullies are. And that’s why they killed the bullies, right? Yeah… th-that’s it. There’s no more.

Rook: wow, what a normal, what a basic answer

Sugarboo: hahaha, there’s Casper and then Mr and then sunflower

Casper: Have you never bullied someone Sunflower? You don’t bully them with their parents there or any authority figure

Sugarboo: No, the child can still tattletale who they are.

Casper: No, I’m pretty sure the kid is killing them!

Sugarboo; oh, the kid is killing them…

Sunflower: oh, so the kid is killing them! And the parents were kinda taking the blame for it

Casper: Yeah!

Rook: Oh~ interesting *Looks at Sugarboo* What do you think Sugarboo?

Sugarboo thinks: if I wanna think about the long term process here… rather than the short term just killing off competition, if I had a kid was getting bullied and the bullying was because… “oh,look, you’re here with your mom and dad”

Sugarboo: Imagine you are a parent of a child and there’s a serial killer going around, would you or would you not just let your kid go off on their own?

Sunflower: Oh… I see

Sugarboo looks at sunflower: Right?

Rook: Oh my god 😰

Sugarboo thinks: So, if everybody is now having their parents drop off, why would he get bullied anymore?

Sunflower: That creeped me out..

Rook: Ding ding ding…

Sunflower:That gives me the chills..

Rook: That’s the answer…

Sunflower: Oh my god..

Rook reads the answer: to make it so that taking kids to school become the norm

Sugarboo looks happy: Yay! *Happy clapping* I got it right!

Rook looks nervous: Um Sugarboo…

Sugarboo: Hi Rook 😊

Rook: Buddy

Sugarboo has a dark look on their face: I know where you live.

The rest: *Laughs*

Rook: O-okay…

Sugarboo: Mind if I visit? 😊

Casper: They don’t mind, go!

Rook nervous: don’t, I do!

Rook: Basically what Sugarboo said was that the parents killed a couple kids, so that no parent would let their children walk people to school, so taking people to school becomes the norm and, Therefore their kid won’t be bullied anymore.

Rook: That’s… such a creepy answer and…I… congratulations Sugarboo another point,G-great-great job

Rook reads the last question: Last question! You, a serial killer was released from prison

Sugarboo: oh yay

Casper: Thank god

The others: *Chuckles

Rook: you get yourself a job, a house and you know what? You got a stable life now. You then paint the floor of your house black. Why?

Casper: Well, cuz it gets cold in the winter and black absorbs light better.

Rook: hahaha

Sugarboo: that is such a scientific answer

Rook: Cleary, yeah that’s the answer

Casper: That’s it

Rook: remember the game we were playing? “Are you a sociopath?”

Casper: No! well, I…

Sugarboo: “are you a scientist?”

Casper: yeah “are you a scientist?” so…

Rook: Sunflower?

Sunflower thinks: My initial thoughts was maybe he missed prison?

The rest: *Laughs*

Sugarboo: Okay Sunflower

Sunflower: Yeah?

Rook: they’re so cute.

Sugarboo pats their head: I want you to keep your innocence

Sunflower looks confused: Thanks?

Sugarboo: like, the level of innocence that you have…

Casper: Unacceptable Sugarboo, they have to be corrupted just like…me

Sunflower: what about you Sugarboo? What do you think the answer is?

Casper: Yeah Sugarboo give us the answer!

Sugarboo thinks: Okay, so if I’m a serial killer..

Sunflower: Okay

Rook: here they go again…

Sugarboo: once you’re a serial killer, how- what do you think the percentage of serial killers actually reform and not be a serial killer?

Casper: All of them. Let all the serial killers out of jail, they don’t deserve it.

Sugarboo: right?

The rest: hahaha

Sugarboo thinks: I can’t think of a pure reason why you would paint the black, but I can only assume that it’s used to prep the room for more killing

Sunflower: Okay, since this game is “are you a sociopath?” Like, there should be more complicated reason, behind it? I don’t think it’s just…

Casper: I think it’s because black is the new color of the season, so by painting the floor b-

Sugarboo: pfff-

Casper: heh shshshshshhut up, shut up, shut up

Casper: So I think that, because painting the floor black will invite more guests into the house, more guests means more bodies to stab

Sugarboo: ehehehe

Rook: um…

Casper: look I think I think my logic is infallible, Rook.

Rook: Clearly it is

Rook reads the answer: the answer is because “dried up blood is less visible in black” so it’s kind of a scientific answer

Sugarboo: Yeah it is

Rook: Okay, well uh Sugarboo I guess you win congratulations I hope you’re happy

Sugarboo: I am happy, oh very happily

Rook: alright Casper, give me the throne

Casper: oh, okay- I shall pass it to you, but I shall remain behind it.

Sugarboo: Oh, don’t worry I’ll gladly take on the challenge

Casper: *Laughs*

Rook: Sunflower?

Sunflower looks at Rook: Yes?

Rook: Come on y-you wanna get a…Grub? Let those two chill here for a second?

Sunflower: I’m kind of afraid what would happen if we leave those two alone

Both of them: *Laughs*

Sugarboo on the throne: Nothing only good things! Why are you doubting us?

Sunflower shrugs their shoulders: I don’t know, you guys might plot something. I have no clue..

Sugarboo looks at Casper: we wouldn’t do anything right Casper?

Casper: Of course

Sugarboo: you have our word 😊

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A/n: I finally finished it!, it took me so many hours to finish it but I hope you like it *process to pass out due to being tired*

Here’s some another blogs you should check out!

@sleeplessdreamer14

@itsargyle

@ideasarestuckinmyhead

@willowwee

@pinkcocopuff-aqualoid (it won’t let me tag them sorry T^T)

[misc-obeyme]

Okay, there was only one prompt left on the list and I already had an idea for it, so I decided to just do it myself lol. Don't worry if you missed out on this list, I'm going to be doing more for the 1k event.

Anyway, I very much feel like Asmodeus does not get enough love, so I chose to do him for this prompt. I also included Beelzebub because uhhh the prompt is snack lol. And I don't often get to write any of the brothers together. It's actually pretty fun.

So here it is, the last prompt finally! Thank you to everyone who requested one of them, whether from the original event or from this sort of mini event, I appreciate every one of you!

Here is the completed prompt list if you wish to see it!

GN!MC x Asmodeus with prompt Snack

Warnings: none!

You were at Majolish with Asmodeus and Beelzebub, trying on several outfits that Asmo had picked out for you. Each time you changed, you came out of the dressing room to show them. Beel approved of every single outfit while Asmo would decide if something looked a little better with different shoes or if maybe that shirt doesn't fit you quite right.

Asmo had convinced Beel to come by promising that you'd all go to Hell's Kitchen after, thereby securing someone to carry all of the purchases made at the clothing store. You found this arrangement humorous, but you enjoyed their company. Although Beel was certainly waiting for the after shopping food, he was being surprisingly patient as you tried on various things. You noticed, however, when he kept looking out the shop window at a food stall across the street.

You were currently in the dressing room, looking yourself over. Asmo had given you an outfit that was a little tight-fitting, a little more revealing, and extremely fancy. You didn't even want to think about the price tags of the items in this ensemble, but you couldn't deny you looked good in it. You thought about when you would ever wear something as fancy as this and knew that Asmo could always find a reason. He seemed to be happiest buying you clothes like this, so you had learned to just go with it. Then you always made sure to wear what he bought because the way it made him blush when he saw you for the day was so cute.

You came out of the dressing room, feeling a little self conscious due to the revealing nature of this outfit. You kept your eyes down when you stepped out.

"I don't know about this one," you said. "It looks good, but…"

You had been expecting some kind of immediate reaction from Asmo because that was normally what happened. An exclamation about how great you looked. But when the silence stretched on, you looked up to see what they were doing.

Asmo was staring at you, hands over his mouth, eyes wide. Beel was looking out the shop window again.

"MC," Asmo whispered. Then he clasped his hands together. "You look like a snack!"

Beel immediately whipped around to look at Asmo. "You have a snack?"

Asmo frowned at him. "What? No, Beel, look at MC! Don't they look amazing?"

Beel looked over at you for a moment before nodding. "Yes. They do. Where is the snack?"

You decided to intervene before this became troublesome. You walked over to them and sat down in Asmo's lap, which rewarded you with the most beautiful blush.

"Why don't you go across the street to that food stall if you want a snack, Beel?" you suggested. "We'll come get you when we're done, okay?"

Beel nodded. "Thanks, MC."

And he was out of the shop in two seconds flat. You laughed, letting your arms drape around Asmo's neck.

You smiled at Asmo. "Now, what were you saying about a snack?"

Asmo immediately picked up on your flirtatious tone, meeting your smile with one of his own. "Oh? Do you want me to take a bite out of you, MC?"

You stood up, pulling Asmo along with you into the dressing room. "Maybe," you said.

The minute you pulled the curtain to the dressing room shut, Asmo had you up against the wall, hands running over the tight clothes you were still wearing. You pulled him close and kissed him.

He broke away from you for a moment to whisper in your ear, "You truly are stunning, my love. You know that, don't you?"

You smiled. "Only because you keep reminding me."

He grinned back at you. "Then I'll be sure to never stop."

You laughed against his mouth as he kissed you again.

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[kommikoira]

2024_04_30 // veganism and the state of consumption

i would consider myself somebody who enjoys eating. i have in the past spent more than i should having an enjoyable meal to treat myself despite it not being the best idea. as a person with autism, my relationship with food is very complex and the fact i enjoy eating adds complications to that.

historically, i have been very close-minded about eating food, new food. i was the epitome of the child who wants to eat 5 things (except i hated ketchup and still do). luckily, as i got older i was more and more interested in trying food. broadening my palette, which an old friend of my grandmother who was addicted to gambling loved to facilitate. i could write a whole post about that relationship and how it affected me, and maybe i will one day, but for now, back on track. food.

as of writing this, i eat all but red meat. pork, fish, and chicken are parts of my diet, but i have been coming to question this choice for a myriad of reasons. taste and convenience are, obviously, not reasons i am considering this. on the topic of convenience, that leads me to my first point.

"convenience makes it so easy to fall back into the pattern, and i'm frustrated with myself for it as well. the constant cycle of "service -> sell the unsustainable service -> service needs investors/advertisers..." -em essex (2024)

this quote is in regards to the centralized net and the doomed collapse of the social media industry, but it got me thinking about the role that convenience plays in my life. as an american i am relatively used to convenience, despite having never been middle class before. but i am no stranger to fast food, pre-made meals, and buying meat at the grocery store. there is always a cost for convenience, and under capitalism it is generally either exploitation or cutting corners. the meat industry convenient for both reason. cenny's video on zoophilia and the role it plays in the furry fandom opened my eyes to the systemic abuse of animals in the meat and dairy industry and how little people seem to actually care. historically, i have said i would never ever be a vegan because it didn't align with my morals in the belief of the intimacy of life consuming other life to live, but i think that relationship has been warped and abhorred by capitalism and so makes it even more against my morals to continue to consume meat and animal products under such a system. i will make it clear now that i would not chose to go vegan because i am against eating meat, i think when done with respect and intention it can be a very respectful and irreverent as an experience, but such things are unable to be done under capitalism at this point.

the other main reason in my mind as i have become an increasing believer in animal rights and the equality of life. animals are living, intelligent beings who are exploited and in need of liberation from bourgeois oppression just like the rest of us. human supremacy is going to come to be challenged in the anthropocene as human development skyrockets and irreparably changes the planet, so as a therian i understand more than lots of people the affects of human supremacy on society.

i will try and inact this change in my life in the coming years.

[decolonize-the-everything]

What can I do? Be an active ally

How can I help? Be an active ally

Be an active ally

Being an active ally:

Men, the patriarchy affects you too. Yeah and negatively. Toxic masculinity, having to do things you don't want to cuz "you're a man," not being able to do the things you Do want to for the same reason, having to be tough and be the socially chosen one to die checking something out at night, repressing 99% of your emotions, also the misogynistic mommy issues that a patriarchy develops is fucking wild, constantly forcing you to dehumanize yourself & feelings for the idea of what a man should be.

All that is WACK. Things shouldnt be like that. I agree. Just understand some of us are struggling just for our right to exist right now, literally. We'd love to help you, we're just...preoccupied. Imagine how much faster this would all be over with if you regularly came to support our protests and voted in solidarity with the rest of us, though. How much more we could do all together with less divided, more united focus.

Also after some lengthy discussion myself and others found white people too suffer from white supremacy. White supremacy isn't just a Black People Problem™. You know that hole where you feel like culture should be? Like everyone else has dances and community and beliefs and culture but you have what you can buy at the store or sign up for at the Y? Assimilation into whiteness. Your ancestors' culture was left behind to blend into American Society. Which is... Capitalism. That's what it feels like as a native too. Except my ancestors didn't have a choice. Be a more active ally in dismantling whiteness and white supremacy. Support the movements, goals, and voices of BIPOC. It'd benefit all of us, like on an emotional-psychological level to be rid of it. Which yeah, helps deconstruct racism as a whole.

Remember you're an ally or becoming an ally today but marginalized communities as a whole have fought against systematic injustice since Columbus started it. Big picture: allowing this to continue has cost lives, culture, and history for everyone across generations and borders. Yeah, some people are gonna be more upset than others but it's Nobody's place to regulate how ppl to react to 500+ years of systematic abuse

Be critical in your allyship & think big picture; are you really going to stop supporting people trying to save Black and queer lives, challenging the patriarchy and white supremacy, trying get get rights and protections codified...over some property damage? Property damages are victimless and easily reparable, but conditional allyship has irreparable and deadly costs.

Look into the activist and leftist groups in your area

Listen when people tell you something is not okay or divisive (like justifying cultural appropriation or useless discourse)

Look into community/mutual orgs in your area (ex: Food Not Bombs, queer groups, and food kitchens)

Join or support them if you can. Create one in some cases if you're able. Go to protests, spend a few days helping, help organize, offer what you can (usually a really loud speaker tbh)

Join a union, pleeease.

I can't stress enough to listen to marginalized communities. The marginalized of the marginalized, even. When you vote, when a bill gets passed, when we discuss protests, and talk about actions to take. ALWAYS consider the voices that will MOST and directly be impacted by it. --- Ex: increased policing/police budgets, slashed LGBT resources, no access to abortion... Listen to the people it will hurt Not just the people it will benefit.

Ignoring these voices is a privilege and one afforded to you by a white supremacist society that inherently seeks to silent and suppress marginalized voices. White supremacists are the ones who decided we shouldn't get a voice in the first place. Your comfort is bought. Be an ally by finding comfort elsewhere, uplift us instead of white comfort supremacy.

Discard your reliance on whiteness and it's privileges all together. If absolutely any of us are to get anywhere we all need to be equal and treated equal, which means you need to be okay with being treated like us.

Be there. Show up.

[spitblaze]

do you have any recommendations for people going to japan?

do you have any recommendations for 3ds/ds/etc games someone could play on a 14 hour plane ride to japan?

Reccomendations for Japan, like in general?? Kinda vague, but lemme think and also tag @doktorpeace and @draayder for their thoughts too

-If you're going to Tokyo, Kabukicho is a MUST. It's the entertainment district! If there's anywhere in Tokyo you're not gonna look like a dumbass for walking around and gawking at things. It's Kabukicho. And there's plenty to gawk at! The square outside of Toho theater usually has something going on, there's TONS of small music venues, @doktorpeace once said something like 'you could eat at a different restaurant every day for every meal for a year and not run out of good places to eat in Kabukicho' and they are SO right. As a bonus if you've ever played a Yakuza/LaD/RGG game you almost definitely know most of the layout already. Kabukicho is not hard to navigate at all, and I'm sure that's intentional. Anyway. Go to Kabukicho. Explore the Don Quixote. Eat the food. Take a picture with the Godzilla statue. 10/10

-Honestly? I expected Harajuku to be a lot more expensive than it was, but then again the USD has more buying power than usual in Japan? Anyway the thing about Tokyo is that people there are intimidatingly trendy, I went there and now I understand why Splatoon is like that, the youths of Tokyo will wear their heavy black visual kei outfits during record-breaking heatwaves because fashion is THAT important. Anyway it's real easy to find good-quality clothes for reasonable prices there, and also a bunch of thrift shops full of cool stuff! You'll find a sweater for any American pro or college sports team you can think of and that's a promise. Fair warning, shibuya thrifting will not be significantly cheaper than regular retail, unless you're shopping for traditional Japanese clothing, in which case you absolutely should and I reccomend a store called Chicago, they had a HUGE selection. Spinns is a good store too, they also have a website that I keep meaning to order stuff from.......

-Osaka is really cool, but if you're there you're gonna want to stop by the Amerika-mura part of town. Very cool, very artsy, it feels kinda like Shibuya, if Shibuya was more like New York? Kinda?? The point is that it's VERY cool over there, there's a lot of art and neat places to get snacks and clothing stores. Absolutely check it out if you can

-the best burger I've ever had in my life was the kobe beef burger at Kokopelli. The guy who runs the place spent a lot of time in the states. I greeted him in Japanese and he said back 'hey guys what's up' in a perfect Midwestern accent. Anyway extremely good. Get some burgers there if you can

As for video games...... @doktorpeace played through Pokemon Ultra Sun on the plane ride. Don’t do that. Just play regular Sun/Moon. I was playing a lot of Octopath Traveler 2 and The World Ends With You Neo on that trip myself, and my partners both took turns with Pikmin 4 (which had just come out).

If you have a 3ds, basically any Shin Megami Tensei game you can get running on there would be a good choice, I personally reccomend SMT4/SMT4 Apocalypse and SMT Soul Hackers in terms of native hardware, I'm sure you could get the PS1 smt on there with some homebrewing and elbow grease, it can emulate basically everything up to the Sega Saturn just fine. Also Etrian Odyssey is really good, play the Untold versions on 3ds for 1 and 2 and the re-release on Switch for 3. 4, 5, and Nexus are all 3ds native. There's also a mystery dungeon game but it's only okay.

But uuuuuuh if you have like...a steam deck there's a LOT of Baldur's Gate. Like a lot. This game is huge. There are also two entire Psychonauts games! Did you know that?? Did you know you can play Psychonauts?? Did you know that is a game y

[mortiskiller]

Could you give me genuine advice on how to gain weight? I don’t eat enough in a day and I’m not exactly well off where I can buy myself fast food every single day. Any advice/tips? My goal is to gain an additional 30 lbs. I don’t have a feeder but I would love to be overweight again. I just want to be fat again!!!! It makes me really disappointed bc I’m stuck at this weight right now.

Gaining weight is hard if you don't stick to a schedule, especially if money is an issue.

1. You may need to have repetition in your diet. Pasta, beans, chicken thighs, and root veggies are cheap and easy to cook. With some solid recipes and time, you can easily eat 3k or 4k calories a day with those ingredients. Before I got a good paying job, I had a stable of about 4 recipes I rotated through each week to stay on budget but not lose weight.

2. Liquid calories are easy but not cheap. Cream is a typical option given the calories per dollar ratios. Usually, $1 is roughly 750 calories for a quart of cream. Try to mix with with simple ingredients like syrups, fruit, or baked goods for some better flavor.

3. Know your exercise level and how many calories you need to maintain your weight. My daily requirement of calories to not lose weight is around 3500 since I work out quite a bit. If your job has you on your feet or moving a lot, you need to be aware of calorie deficits. It's not fun to track calories, but given your situation, you may have to. Your body can't store fat if there are no excess calories to do that with.

4. Light to moderate exercise helps to keep your appetite normal and helps you feel hungrier faster. I am at a point with my workout routine that I can eat 2k for a meal and be hungry in less than an hour. Walking, weight lifting, and even yoga at home can be a great help.

5. Weight fluctuates, and that is ok. In a month, my weight goes as low as 285 and as high as 310, depending on some of the factors listed above. Your weight will not always be going up given you say money is a limiting factor.

6. Your body may not be geared toward gaining, and that's fine. Some body types struggle to gain or keep on weight. It's part genetics, part hormones, and part metabolism.

That is a lot and I am sure others have advice as well. Overall, there is no full proof way of gaining short of massive quantities of food all the time. It's easy to gain when you can spend 2k a month on take out!

Personally, don't be disappointed about not gaining. It's easier for some people for a number of reasons. Find what works for you and celebrate the little victories on your journey!

Hope that helps!

[aajjks]

okay guys. i’m sorry 😭

DHP!JK

“i’m-i’m fine” you pant as you take another swig of water jiyeon made for you. she sits by your side comforting you but her presence is anything but comforting. “i think whatever you guys ate didn’t settle with her stomach. try cutting back and not eat so much, dear” jiyeon advises but her words only anger you more. “y-you should stop being such a—,” before you can finish your sentence, jaehan comes downstairs with a pouch and puts it against your stomach. “hopefully this’ll help. jiyeon uses this all of the time with her stomach pains” you give a small smile as a thank you and press the heat pad against your tummy before taking another swig of water.

“you should probably see a doctor, y/n” jaehan says as he watches his son gently pat your head to feel your body temperature. “i do agree. you could have a stomach bug” jiyeon speaks up as she takes your cup to fill it up with more water and giving it back to you. “i’m pretty sure the food just didn’t settle. no need for such extremities” you say as you rub the heat pad along your stomach. “why don’t you two go home and rest, hm? we’ll see you at the wedding right?” jiyeon asks as she goes to grab a water bottle from her fridge and hands it to jungkook. “and keep the heat pad” you quickly decline and hand it back to jiyeon. “no thanks. i’ll be fine. see you guys at the wedding”

~🫧

The rest of the four days passed by quickly, but you’re still struggling with your health, especially with throwing up & the fact that you feel nauseous all the time.

Jungkook is noticing everything and he might have an idea about why you’re so sick.. but the thing is that you also seem really stressed out.

Today’s the wedding day so he’s a little happier. But he’s still so disappointed that you’re just refusing to go and see the doctor with him.

“Yn you’re still throwing up..” he sighs, standing next to you in the bathroom as he grabs your hair. You’ve been like this for the past few days and he’s so worried.

But deep down he’s actually hoping that what he’s thinking is the reason for your condition right now

“Look baby I’m gonna go to the store and I’m gonna buy something for you and you’re going to be a good girl and you’re gonna take the test alright?”

He just thinks that maybe you’re pregnant.

“Look.. I think you’re pregnant yn.. so let’s just take the test I’m gonna go and I’m gonna buy it and even if you’re not pregnant, I just wanna see for myself so I can take you to the doctor.” He pats your back.

It’s actually painful for him to see you in so much pain and suffering.

“Sweetie.. get up, ‘s okay I got you.” He coos. And your knees are literally shaking because you’ve been busy throwing up.

He’s not sure if he should leave you in his condition but he really wants to buy the test for you right now.

“Baby do you think you can manage? I just have to go to the store real quick. I think I’m gonna buy some anti vomit pills for you too.. so that you can feel a little better and don’t struggle at the wedding.. we don’t have to go if you’re too sick by the way.”

He kisses your cheek before guiding you back into the bedroom

Jungkook sits you down on the bed. And then proceeds to braid your hair, messily but he’s trying. “Sorry..” he apologizes before putting a pony on it.

“Just don’t move okay? I’ll go get a few stuff. And if you feel better after… you can get ready for the wedding and we will go? I love you! I’ll be back!”

•••

Jungkook soon comes back with a grocery bag, and he then he runs inside your bedroom as he takes the test out of the shopper.

“So… I bought four.. just to make sure..” he takes one out, and gently approaches you, “baby please get up. And take the test.”

You whine, but nonetheless, you listen to him and sit up before getting out of the bed with his help.

Jungkook takes you back into the bathroom, with the tests in his hand.

“I don’t really know how you take those so just help me out a little here..” he laughs, handing you the first pregnancy test.

[mamabearwonders]

I haven't slept. But I got to have a call with my little fox 🦊 and talk to some very close friends. Worth it.⭐ All of our sleep schedules have been so off not that we really had one in the first place.

I've been sicker than usual and now I got a cough. I feel like me being stuck inside is not helping. I have some energy today so I'm going to go to the movies and watch Wonka. It's a $5 cinema. It's a nice 40 minute bus ride there, I like the ride. I can think. Peaceful. Usually being in my own head is not peaceful, but it's different on a bus for whatever reason.

Also right next to a thrift store and a little shopping center like a mini mall. Yeah those still exist lol, but I like it. I'll see if I have the strength to walk around a bit.

It's a cute little cinema. I've been craving movie theater popcorn and I'm like I spend so much money on comfort fast food why not take the cost of what I would spend at a place I always go to and just treat myself to a movie and something I've been craving?

Plus I want to check out the thrift shop next door to the theater. I haven't been there in forever and it's really nice. They employ a lot of folks with down syndrome well as folks all across the developmental and intellectual spectrum.

It's a really cool thrift store. Last time I was in there I found a rainbow brite DVD still sealed from the 1980s (the gif). 🦄

I'm going to buy myself a little box of donuts on my way. I got some for some special close friends of mine whom I love very dearly and May always take care of me. They showed me the ropes on stardew valley today and patient with me and cracking me up despite me knowing nothing lol.

They also inspired me to start looking for jobs that I can do. Applied for some that would be working among my communities instead of people in power (like doctors who often don't listen) doing like caregiving sort of jobs (like what they do). And looking into a hair and skin care routine which is long overdue.

The movie starts at 7 p. m. I wish that it started at like 5:00 p.m. but it's okay. I just am not familiar with the area and just kind of want to get home.

I love my friend family. They truly keep me going. 🌈 ⛈️

[sammys-stupid-stories]

5th January 2024

The worst part about getting into Dr. Stone is seeing my past potential squandered.

So many of the fan comics and fics like to use tired troupes to emphasize how smart Senku or Dr. Xeno are. The main occurrence is skipping grades / graduating early. Every time I read those I'm stuck staring at myself and hating what I see because that was me once.

I used to be so fucking smart. I prided myself on being top of my class and having the best grades. I kept jumping into the hardest courses and taking AP classes. I had so much pride in my accomplishments when I was accepted into my high school's early college program. There were like, i don't remember, seven or so of us. A very low number. Only me and one other girl actually stuck with it and finished the program.

...she was the only one of us to graduate with an associates...

I keep trying to remind myself that I was subject to some seriously shitty events during that time that took me away from my studies. Away from my ambitions and any possible future plans. (Future plans I say, as if I wasn't thoroughly convinced that I was going to die as soon as I left school. That's all I had ever been good for. That's all my parents ever needed me for. Bragging rights.) It's hard not to blame it entirely on my family for causing me so much stress. I still remember the videos I made sharing my weekly life with my friend and how often I had to retake them because I would burst into tears over all the small things that piled up.

I chose working dead-end jobs over finishing the last course to complete my degree. I left college as a drop out at the end of the second year. A large chunk of that is because I was asked to walk at the spring ceremony despite not having my last credit. We all figured I'd just get the one class and be on my way at the end of the fall semester that followed. My mother made a big deal out of how it was like lying and how I didn't deserve it. How despite EVERYTHING I had done up to that point: all the tests, the classes, the essays, the awards, the perfect GPA; I was never enough.

I left home after that and some other bullshit about not deserving food if I was never home. How I felt ostracized and forgotten about and how I clung to any freedom I could get. I remember taking over-night shifts and early morning events to cater just so I could stay away from home a little longer. So I could have money to buy step-one-home-necessities for when I finally left.

I remember hiding each dollar-store purchase of cheap plastic cups and cookware in my closet hoping and praying to a deity I didn't believe in that she didn't decide to trash my room looking for reasons to yell at me. To shame and belittle the child who was never enough. I remember the fear of my food stash being discovered or worse yet, the small cut in one of my stuffed animals that hid hundreds of dollars I squirreled away for when I finally could leave.

I remember having a bad fight and an early morning in my car, cold in my car waiting in the back parking lot for classes to begin. Crying myself rotten before a unit final in French and how I blanked during the test. I remember the teacher taking me out to the hall to do the speaking portion and how she showed pitty telling me she knew I was having a hard time and that we could revisit the test later if I needed. I remember crying in my car after failing yet another math test after a different incident.

I remember sitting on the cold bathroom tiles in the middle of the night, sobbing my eyes out as I attempted to end my life...

It's easy to blame everyone and everything for abandoning academia. But now, now I have to live with the pointless existence I survive in. Retail job after retail job. Shitty apartments, bad bosses, repetitive disappointment, and a depression I have never been able to shake.

I want to try again. I want to make something of myself. I want to work towards something amazing.

I like space. I like science even if it's confusing and I can't understand it. I want something where I can observe the universe and live life under an observatory telescope. ...it's a pipe dream but I want to be an astronomer. Or even an astrophysicist. Both seem insane and impossible for the person I've become. I can't even remember names anymore thanks to how bad my depression has ruined my mind.

I want to dream a little. Shut my eyes and think about how I could be in a remote location like the arctic or maybe some unnamed desert in Nevada watching the stars and screens and taking data to send out. That's a life I might actually feel pride in.

how lame am I to take so much inspiration from a random fan comic?

[diamondzoey]

By the way,Are you a Sociopath? (Featuring the bug army :3)

A/n: so this from a Dan plan skit so I thought why not do this with the bugs because I think this would be interesting and please don’t take this seriously

Raine: today we are going to be playing are you sociopath!

Vincent,Azren and Jemma: ……

Raine: I was thinking to myself who could contest in a sociopathic test with Azren and I could only come up with one person

Azren: a second Azren

Vincent and Jemma:*Snorts*

Raine: that was Jemma

Azren: oh okay

Raine:whoever wins gets bragging rights and uh mental disorder

Jemma: alright

Azren: okay

Raine: you ready question number one a serial killer was chasing you down but suddenly stops and makes a phone call to you why did he make a phone call?

Vincent:Stop running

Azren and Jemma: *Laughs*

Jemma: actually yeah it would

Raine: stop it

Jemma: it would make me slow down

Vincent: cuz you were hiding and they wanted to find you

Azren monotone: I have no clue why they would call someone I do not

Raine: What’s up with the monotone Casper?

Vincent and jemma:*Chuckles*

Azren: I do not know why the psychopath decided to do this I do not want to comment further

Jemma: Are you feeling okay Azren?

Azren monotone: I am feeling great there is no one behind me

Jemma: if I’m running away and I’m hiding I’m bound to either slow down or the serial killer can essentially just pinpoint my location

Raine telling the answer: The answer is to listen to the sound of bell ringing so he can locate the victim congratulations sunflower and Sugarboo you guys get one point

Vincent: Yay!

Jemma: Yay Vincent

Raine: good job you two

Jemma looks worried: I’m actually worried about Casper

Raine shrugs her shoulders: it’s alright they’ll die probably

Vincent and jemma:*Chuckles*

Raine reads the next question: question number two a man wants to kill his own boss, he rushes into the store and there he sees a $5 knife and a $50 knife, he buys the 5 dollar knife and he rushes out why did he pick the 5 dollar knife?

Vincent: okay I have a answer because with the $50 knife

Jemma: yes?

Vincent: $50 right?

Jemma: yeah

Vincent: do you have 50 bucks in your wallet right now?

Jemma: yeah no I don’t have any crash

Vincent: you’re going to have to use a debit card or credit card for you to not have an alibi you need to buy a cheap knife that you can pay with a cash

Azren: Yes I agree with Vincent everything they said is right but I actually think it’s because he wants to make some food afterwards with the same knife get rid of the evidence

Jemma: No no If if you want to make food then wouldn’t you just buy the $50 one?

Vincent looks worried: do you guys really want to cook food with the knife that you used it to kill people?

Jemma: Hey he’s sociopath what he call-

Azren: Hydrogen peroxide takes off blood Vincent I don’t know how you don’t know this

Vincent chuckles:Right

Jemma has a dark look on her face: If I want to kill someone for the reason being I hate that person my number one instinct is to make it as miserable as possible

Vincent: Oh my divines

Raine: oh my divines

Jemma: If I’m going to actually murder someone out of pure hatred I might as well make it living hell for the other person right am-am I the only one thinking that way?

Vincent, Raine and Azren: uh yes

Vincent and Azren chuckles

Jemma: I don’t know

Raine reads the answer: okay so the answer is to kill the boss more painfully with the dull knife

Jemma: Oh see I told you,you want to make it miserable

Raine looks unsure: I don’t know if i want to give her the point

Azren and Vincent: chuckles

Raine reads the next question: A man who owns a business goes bankrupt, so he started to work somewhere else. The man hides this fact from his wife. one day, she finds out but acts as if she doesn’t know for his own sake. But soon the husband finds out, and once he does, he locks her in the house and burns the house down, why?

Azren: Typical reaction

Vincent chuckles: hahaha

Jemma: okay so he doesn’t have that much money anymore a-and so he was working really hard and she pretended to not know and when the husband found out, why she essentially didn’t help in the financial difficulty, out of pure spite, I would burn someone.

Raine: wait, why did it turn from “husband” to “I” would?

Jemma looks nervous: Uh…Uh…😅

Raine ,Vincent and Azren:*Laughs*

Jemma: the husband… would… have the… incentive..to burn the wife

Raine: Fair *Looks at Azren* what about you Azren?

Azren: Why not? It’s fun

Jemma agrees: I can agree with that. It is!

Azren: It’s just delightful knowing that you have some power over someone in your life.

Raine: okay.. alright Vincent?

Vincent thinks: I was thinking maybe for insurance or maybe, like the new job was an illegal job?

Raine chuckles: thank you for the normal answer. Appreciate it

Jemma:🤣🤣

Azren:🤣🤣

Raine reads the answer: the answer is basically… A women who’s okay with not being a CEO’s wife is not worth keeping

Azren: Oh…

Jemma looks confused: That’s the answer?

Vincent: WHAT?

Raine: Both of you have proven that maybe is not the worst answer?

Jemma: pfff-

Azren: Uh-

Raine: No- No one gets a point

Azren: Okay, your face

Raine looks at both Azren and Jemma: But both of you need help.

Jemma looks confused: Wait, me?

Raine pulls Vincent close to them: Vincent , get over here. Get away from those people.

Jemma looks confused: Why me???

Raine reads the next question: Alright, this one is a bit gross, but hear me out. A paralyzed woman was found dead, in pieces. The killer was suspected to be her little sister who nursed the woman. When they pieced the woman’s body together, 20% of it was missing. It turns out that three little sister ate the woman a little bit every day, why did she eat her?

Jemma: Okay, my initial gut instinct is just telling me straight up. She just wanted the older sister to be part of her.

Vincent: that’s so morphed…

Jemma: okay why would you ever eat someone else other than being delicious?

The rest looks at Jemma with blank stares

Jemma looks nervous: A-am- am I the weird one here? Why am I getting so many blank stares?

Raine chuckles: I don’t know who you’re going for? hahaha

Azren: Hey! you’re the one that asked the not safe for work question!

Raine looks at Vincent: Vincent , what’s your answer?

Vincent looks unsure: so she ate her, and we know this for sure… why the heck WOULD ANYONE EAT SOMEONE?!, What?!

Azren: Vitamin deficiency

Jemma: Oh! The- there’s another reason. There you go

Raine: Stop. agreeing with him!

Azren: See, I like Jemma

Jemma: I like you too! 😁

Raine: ugh!

Raine reads the answer: Okay, so the answer is… to keep a little bit with her every day

Jemma: oh, so it was the yandere root..

Raine: okay, so Jemma you did get it right. I just didn’t like the fact that you got it right in two seconds.

Vincent: ehemmmmm

The rest: *Laughs*

Raine looks at Jemma; Jemma listen, uh… thanks for coming on board.. I think this is where we have to say goodbye…

Azren: I don’t know i like Jemma , she kinda thinks like me

Raine: Kinda? Azren, kinda??

Raine reads the next question: A family- Mom, dad and son were extremely close. The neighborhood knew them as a close knit family who loved each other. As the son grew, he started to go to elementary school. But he got bullied because his parents still brought him to school everyday. Soon his parents started killing children from the school every couple of months…

Azren: Good!

Raine: Why?

Azren: What do you mean why? Bulking children get killed and I agree with that justice.

Raine looks at Vincent for an answer: Vincent why?

Vincent : But they’re children!

Azren sarcastic: oh no

Vincent thinks: my initial thoughts was they came to the school with the child so that they can recognize who the bullies are. And that’s why they killed the bullies, right? Yeah… th-that’s it. There’s no more.

Raine : wow, what a normal, what a basic answer

Jemma: hahaha, there’s Azren and then me and then Vincent

Azren : Have you never bullied someone Sunflower? You don’t bully them with their parents there or any authority figure

Jemma: No, the child can still tattletale who they are.

Azren: No, I’m pretty sure the kid is killing them!

Jemma; oh, the kid is killing them…

Vincent: oh, so the kid is killing them! And the parents were kinda taking the blame for it

Azren: Yeah!

Raine: Oh~ interesting *Looks at Sugarboo* What do you think Sugarboo?

Jemma thinks: if I wanna think about the long term process here… rather than the short term just killing off competition, if I had a kid was getting bullied and the bullying was because… “oh,look, you’re here with your mom and dad”

Jemma : Imagine you are a parent of a child and there’s a serial killer going around, would you or would you not just let your kid go off on their own?

Vincent: Oh… I see

Jemma looks at Vincent : Right?

Raine: Oh my divines 😰

Jemma thinks: So, if everybody is now having their parents drop off, why would he get bullied anymore?

Vincent: That creeped me out..

Raine: Ding ding ding…

Vincent:That gives me the chills..

Raine: That’s the answer…

Vincent: Oh my divines..

Raine reads the answer: to make it so that taking kids to school become the norm

Jemma looks happy: Yay! *Happy clapping* I got it right!

Raine looks nervous: Um Jemma…

Jemma: Hi Raine 😊

Raine: Buddy

Jemma has a dark look on her face: I know where you live.

The rest: *Laughs*

Raine: O-okay…

Jemma: Mind if I visit? 😊

Azren: They don’t mind, go!

Raine nervous: don’t, I do!

Raine: Basically what jemma said was that the parents killed a couple kids, so that no parent would let their children walk people to school, so taking people to school becomes the norm and, Therefore their kid won’t be bullied anymore.

Raine: That’s… such a creepy answer and…I… congratulations Jemma another point,G-great-great job

Raine reads the last question: Last question! You, a serial killer was released from prison

Jemma: oh yay

Azren: Thank god

The others: *Chuckles

Raine: you get yourself a job, a house and you know what? You got a stable life now. You then paint the floor of your house black. Why?

Azren: Well, cuz it gets cold in the winter and black absorbs light better.

Raine: hahaha

Jemma: that is such a scientific answer

Raine: Cleary, yeah that’s the answer

Azren: That’s it

Raine: remember the game we were playing? “Are you a sociopath?”

Azren: No! well, I…

Jemma: “are you a scientist?”

Azren: yeah “are you a scientist?” so…

Raine: Vincent?

Vincent thinks: My initial thoughts was maybe he missed prison?

The rest: *Laughs*

Jemma: Okay Vincent

Vincent: Yeah?

Raine: they’re so cute.

Jemma pats her head: I want you to keep your innocence

Vincent looks confused: Thanks?

Jemma: like, the level of innocence that you have…

Azren: Unacceptable Jemma, they have to be corrupted just like…me

Vincent: what about you Jemma? What do you think the answer is?

Casper: Yeah Jemma give us the answer!

Jemma thinks: Okay, so if I’m a serial killer..

Vincent: Okay

Raine: here she go again…

Jemma: once you’re a serial killer, how- what do you think the percentage of serial killers actually reform and not be a serial killer?

Azren: All of them. Let all the serial killers out of jail, they don’t deserve it.

Jemma: right?

The rest: hahaha

Jemma thinks: I can’t think of a pure reason why you would paint the black, but I can only assume that it’s used to prep the room for more killing

Vincent: Okay, since this game is “are you a sociopath?” Like, there should be more complicated reason, behind it? I don’t think it’s just…

Azren: I think it’s because black is the new color of the season, so by painting the floor b-

Jemma: pfff-

Azren: heh shshshshshhut up, shut up, shut up

Azren: So I think that, because painting the floor black will invite more guests into the house, more guests means more bodies to stab

Jemma: ehehehe

Raine : um…

Azren: look I think I think my logic is infallible, Rook.

Raine: Clearly it is

Raine reads the answer: the answer is because “dried up blood is less visible in black” so it’s kind of a scientific answer

Jemma: Yeah it is

Raine: Okay, well uh Jemma I guess you win congratulations I hope you’re happy

Jemma: I am happy, oh very happily

Raine: alright Azren, give me the throne

Azren: oh, okay- I shall pass it to you, but I shall remain behind it.

Jemma: Oh, don’t worry I’ll gladly take on the challenge

Azren : *Laughs*

Raine: Vincent?

Vincent looks at Raine: Yes?

Raine: Come on y-you wanna get a…Grub? Let those two chill here for a second?

Vincent: I’m kind of afraid what would happen if we leave those two alone

Both of them: *Laughs*

Jemma on the throne: Nothing only good things! Why are you doubting us?

Vincent shrugs her shoulders: I don’t know, you guys might plot something. I have no clue..

Jemma looks at Azren: we wouldn’t do anything right Azren?

Azren: Of course

Jemma: you have our word 😊

A/n: I hope you enjoy, I did this before with the yuurivoice listeners and decided to do this one with some of the bugs :3

The bugs in this one

Raine- @willowve01

Azren- @strayharmony943

Vincent- @littlesiren79

Jemma- @diamondzoey (me)

[k-ru-h]

theres something to be said about inherent human kindness and art and all that

i had an absolute trainwreck of a day and an hour long gap between classes, so i decided to plop by the local art store thats too far away from my home but maybe a 10min walk from school. they had really good prices and i wanted to buy the pretty pastel watercolors for myself and my friend, to make the day less miserable.

the storeworker, a kind-looking old man (surely at least in his 60s), picked up all the aquarelle boxes, saying he didnt want me, a seemingly abled person, to have to kneel on the floor to look at them. and he told me how he doesnt stock all the colors but he explained to me in detail, umprompted, how to order them for myself, with or without paying him. and he told me how hes owned this store for 28 years and hasnt changed locations (despite the location being horrible) because hes genuinely attached to this one. this shitty, tiny little hole in the wall place with no AC or even proper ventilation. and he started talking about his days as an artist, and all the incredible people he met, and how stores from the capital monopolizing certain brands ruined his once proud selection of products, and how to properly use watercolor paper, how to use distilled water and stick to one paper brand and how his personal dream is to get his hands on the aquarelles created only by and for that one russian college, and he treated me, a fucking infant baby child (18) whos been doing aquarelles for like two days (4 years) as a genuine peer and worthy conversation partner. and i almost started crying from the genuine love i felt for him.

and the day after, i got hungry between classes and decided to stop by the bakery. the bakery itself is overpriced - for the same price as other ones, you get maybe half the product. and its been closed for tax fraud maybe a month ago.

and this storeworker is an elder woman - not as old as the artist, but surely near or in her 50s - and she sometimes wears the bracelet i made her. the other students call her the "empress" of the store (named "empress"). she is the only reason i go there, and i only go when shes working the shift. at first it was because of the free food shed give us. shed always toss in a few cookies, she even remembered my favorite, and shed wish you a "royal" day (pun intended). soon, we started going there outside of the rush hours, and actually talking to her. her dream has always been to be an opera singer, but this is a poor country, and she has a sickly mother and a son who lives abroad to take care of. but she told us she found her fulfilment in work through the kindness she spread - not just the free food, but the compliments and kind words. and i almost cry every time i remember she didnt know she was so loved by the students. when i told her everybody only goes there for her, she actually didnt believe me, and when i noticed she dyed her hair (we now have similar haircolors!), she put it down and posed in front of the little hanging mirror with the biggest smile ive ever seen on her.

and i havent seen this person lately, im assuming because i havent been to one of the two places she frequents and she, probably, has, but theres this wonderful woman - i cant tell if shes old or worn down by hard work and stress - who always has the most vibrant, colorful jewelry and carries a little cardboard box.

and she approached me one day, i was going to meet up with some friends to talk about lord of the rings, and she stopped me to tell me how beautiful my hand made jewelry was. and she was holding a puppy under one arm, almost cartoonishly, and told me all about how she used to have a jewlery stand right here in this street. all of the money shes ever made shes invested in taking care of stray cats and dogs. even if it meant shed go hungry, she always made sure the animals she took care of were fed and warm and happy. but the stand was closed because of tax issues, and no cop was sympathetic towards the little kitten or puppy shed always take with her, so she was forced to make ends meet however she could and beg for money or pet food donations. and this wasnt her pressuring me for money - i hadnt even brought my wallet that day, i had my phone and some tea. this was her genuinely just wanting to stop and compliment me, and being delighted to have someone to talk to, and whenever i see people treat her like dirt i want to cry.

my point is, i met a painter and a singer and a craftsman, and all of them were the kindest people ive ever met. and i don't really look approachable, i usually only get hateful looks in public, but these three people, with far more experience than me, just genuinely wanted to talk about the things they cared about, and what they create, and i think creation makes you kinder. i think painting and singing and crafting, no matter if its a life long profession, a dream, or a failed venture, makes you more than the summ of all your parts. or something cringe like that idfk