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heavyhitterheaux · 19 hours ago
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Safety Net
See Me Through You Series
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I've never been this scared before
Feelings I just can't ignore
Don't know if I should fight or fly
But I don't mind
Synopsis: Falling for someone else while you were still in a committed relationship was not supposed to be in the cards for you
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A sigh left your mouth as you looked down at your phone and you rolled your eyes when you saw it was none other than your boyfriend Trevor. It had damn near fell off the table from the vibration and you watched it until it stopped ringing.
It had to be the tenth time that he called you today and it was the tenth time that you had ignored him. It seemed as if you and your boyfriend were arguing more than usual and it was honestly the last thing you wanted to deal with. There seemed to be a shift when you had gotten accepted to LSU and you applied there to be near him since he was a year older than you and you honestly had no clue what his problem was. He asked you specifically to do it and you were all for it. If you knew then how it would be, you probably would have applied elsewhere.
Any time you tried asking him about how he was feeling or if something was wrong since it seemed like there was, all you got was an attitude in return. He would pick fights for no reason, you would get upset and not talk to him while he went on to beg for your forgiveness when it was all said and done. The latest fight had been about how you wanted to stay in and have a study date instead of going out for date night when he knew that you had a test the next day that was a big percentage of your grade seeing as there weren't a lot of assignments to begin with for that particular class. Of course he told you no, and you left it at that.
Being your first semester, you had taken on a lot more than you could handle and you were now feeling the effects seeing as you were about a month and a half in. Last night you went to one of LSU's home football games because not only did Ja'Marr beg you to come, but Joe did also and was out until damn near four in the morning.
You could tell that he was getting more comfortable being a starter and they had been playing amazing. It was now Sunday night and you were trying to make up for lost time when your phone vibrated once again at your desk. Except, an instant smile came upon your face when you saw who it was and quickly answered.
“Joey…”
“Princess, why haven't I seen you yet? I thought you were coming tonight.” He asked you without giving a proper greeting. You could hear a bunch of commotion in the background and you simply assumed he was at another party.
Ever since the two of you met that first day in the gym, the nickname princess had stuck.
“Uh? Coming where? I was literally out with you, Ja'Marr and Justin until FOUR in the morning. I was UNWELL. I couldn't even see anymore by the time I got home.” You expressed and all you heard was his laugh. In your head you imagined that he was probably shaking his head too.
“Couldn't see anymore? Really? Now that's dramatic, even for you.”
“Excuse me!? Look, all I know is my eyes were red and my contacts were dry as hell and the THREE OF YOU kidnapped me.”
“Well I'm about to kidnap you again. At least for a few hours.”
“I have another EXAM to study for, sir. You got to have me all last night.” You told him as you had taken out your highlighters from your pencil case and set them on your desk.
“And? I want to have you all night again. But I promise not to have you out that late.” Joe told you and you felt butterflies in your stomach.
At this rate, Joe spent more time with you than your actual boyfriend and actually wanted you to be around him. He was always down to have a study session with you unlike Trevor.
“Hmm, what time did you plan on having me out until?”
“Three give or take.”
“JOEY that is literally only a one hour difference!” You exclaimed as you shook your head in disbelief.
“You don't take your exam until later in the week! I've helped you study and you're going to be fine. Come on, I want to see you. I forgot what you looked like and I need a reminder to be in person.”
“You are such a hot ass mess and you have been around my brother too long because that sounds like exactly something he would say. Take a picture next time.”
“I could take one tonight if you let me see that pretty face of yours.”
With a deep sigh and a groan escaping your lips, you finally gave in.
“I'm ignoring that last part.”
“Why? I called you pretty and it's a compliment.” Joe asked, suddenly confused.
“And I'm not single, which you already knew.”
“Hmm, at least not yet. But I'll patiently wait my turn.”
You were glad that it wasn't a facetime call because your jaw had literally dropped and it took you a second to close your mouth.
It was quiet for a few seconds and Joe had to make sure that you didn't hang up.
“Princess, you still there?” Joe asked and the music in the background distracted you for a second.
“Just text me the address.”
“Can't wait to see you, gorgeous. Text me when you're outside.”
As soon as you hung up, Joe sent you the address and then you went to ransack your closet to find something to wear. Looking through your closet, not only was your mind racing, but your heart was too.
Joe had a crush on you, that much was obvious but the last thing you wanted to happen was for it to suddenly be awkward between the two of you. Why did you suddenly get butterflies when he's around, but when it comes to Trevor you felt absolutely nothing? You were nervous that it would get to the point that you would make an absolute fool out of yourself in front of him. But at the same, why should you care? You had a boyfriend.
The more you kept thinking about it, the more you were probably going to hurt your brain so you put your focus solely on searching for an outfit. In the back of your closet, you found a short black dress staring back at you. It was already known that you had the perfect shoes to go with it, so the answer that you came to was yes almost immediately.
After taking a quick shower and straightening your hair, the dress was slipped on along with the shoes. You did a once over in your floor length mirror that you had gotten from IKEA and nodded to your reflection in approval. Looking at your phone, you saw that it was close to ten at night and the goal was to get there as soon as possible in order to be able to get back as soon as possible.
The drive was a short one and once you pulled up, you saw multiple people hanging out outside including someone who was shitfaced on the front lawn of whoever's house it was. Shaking your head to yourself, you quickly pulled out your phone and sent a text to Joe in order to let him know that you were here.
Less than three minutes later, you saw him come out of the front door and take the steps two at a time to make his way to your car. Getting out, you closed your door and made sure to lock it before turning to face him as he had come up to you from behind.
“Hey, I'm here just like I promised. Since you know that you forgot what I looked like and wanted to see me in person.” You told him while rolling your eyes he smirked.
“Nothing changed from last time. Still as gorgeous as I remember.” He responded as the two of you started walking towards the front door.
“You literally just saw me last night and I don't have any idea what I'm going to do with you.”
“I could think of a few things I want to do with you. Just let me know when you're ready to find out.” He whispered and you simply shook your head.
Once the two of you crossed the threshold, his hand was on the small of your back as he guided you through the swarm of bodies and soon made your way to the kitchen where Justin and Ja'Marr were in the middle of an intense game of beer pong.
“About time you showed up, big sis. Tell the little bro that he is about to get his ass kicked.” Justin told you as it was Ja'Marr’s turn who looked at Justin to suck his teeth.
“I am not! How is that possible when I’m definitely winning right now?!” Ja’Marr asked as rolled his eyes.
“I just don’t see how the three of you have so much energy.” You said as you looked at all three of them.
“Yesterday we were pregaming.”
“Justin?! Pregaming?!?! We were out for hours!” You exclaimed as he looked at you and shrugged.
“You made it back home in one piece, didn’t you?”
“Of course she did because Joe wouldn’t let her out of his sight.” Justin quietly said but you could see Joe turn a slight shade of red while Ja’Marr smiled.
Since Joe and Ja’Marr had grown closer in the almost three months that he had been down here, Ja’Marr knew for a fact that Joe liked you and had been infatuated with you ever since he introduced the two of you to one another. He had his suspicions that you liked him back, but he wasn't so sure.
He would try to do everything that he possibly could to get you away from Trevor.
Joe had walked away from the three of you for a minute and when he returned he handed you a red solo cup. Before holding it up to your lips, you looked inside of it to inspect what it was. You could count on one hand the times that you had gotten drunk and rode it out at Erin’s house with her older sister giving you both IV fluids to help recover.
“What’s this?” You asked as you smelled it. It wasn’t a strong scent that would knock you off your feet and it gave you the vibe of it possibly being fruity.
“Your drink that I got you.” Joe said as he took a sip of whatever was in his cup.
“I was always told not to accept drinks from strangers or accept a drink that I didn’t go and get myself.” You told him as you looked back up at him.
“Well, it’s a good thing that I’m not a stranger right? And you honestly think that anyone would be stupid enough to try something with your brother standing right there?” He asked you as you gave him a look of approval.
“I guess you’re right, now what is it?”
“Just taste it, but if it will make you feel better, you can taste mine first. I promise that it’s the exact same thing.”
Without a second thought, you grabbed Joe’s cup and took a small sip. Just as you suspected, it was fruity and had a light taste that wasn’t overwhelming.
Seeing that you approved, he handed your cup to you and as you took another small sip, as promised it was the exact same thing.
“Good choice, Burrow.”
“I figured that you would like it and didn’t want any of the harder options that they have over there.”
“Y/N, you playing?” Justin asked and you gave him a small smile.
“Sure, but only if Joe plays against me.” You answered as you poked Joe’s side making him smirk.
“And here her competitive ass goes. We about to be over here for the rest of the night.” Ja’Marr muttered as he got some chips out of a large bowl and threw them into his mouth.
“I can take her, let’s get to it princess.”
“Famous last words, Burrow.”
After many rounds of beer pong later and mingling with other people, you were making your rounds with a few familiar faces in the living room, when you had suddenly spotted no one other than your boyfriend who looked to be drunk off his ass coming through the front door and sighed.
“Shit.” You quietly said and tried to look for an exit, but came up short. Before you could even make your way into the kitchen, he had spotted you and was moving towards the direction that you were in.
“So, you can’t answer my calls, but come to a party instead?” He asked as he towered over you.
“You pissed me off and I didn’t want to talk to you, simple. So yes, I can dodge your calls whenever I fucking feel like it and come to a party instead. Move out of my way because I still don’t want to talk to you.” You replied and attempted to move around him, but instead he caught your arm and pulled you back.
“I’m not finished fucking talking to you and the last thing you’re about to do is walk away from me.”
“I can and I will and you need to get your fucking hands off me before I get my brother who will beat your ass. I still don’t want to talk to you so move along. You’re clearly drunk and we will have this conversation when you’re sober.”
One thing that you were not going to do was let him intimidate you. You might be small, but you still stood your ground and let him know that you would be tolerating any form of disrespect coming from him or anyone else.
“Who the hell are you talking to like that?” He asked as his grip on your wrist tightened at the same time you were trying to get away from him.
You were trying to look around for Ja’Marr, Justin, or Joe but was coming up short until you heard Joe’s voice from behind Trevor.
“Is there a problem over here? Y/N, you okay?” He asked as he stood on the side of both of you and looked Trevor up and down.
“We’re fine, mind your own damn business. This is between me and my girlfriend.”
“I believe that I was talking to her and not to you. I don’t give a damn if you’re her boyfriend or not. What you aren’t going to do is disrespect her in front of me. You can first start by getting your hand off of her damn wrist because you’re hurting her and it’s turning red.”
“Who the fuck is this guy? Y/N, you fucking him instead of me?” He asked the first question to no one in particular, but the second one was obviously directed at you.
“Trevor, quit it. Just leave. I already said that I wasn’t going to talk to you.”
“Nah, because he thinks he can come over here and get in my business when it has nothing to do with him.” He told you as he turned to keep his eyes on Joe.
Suddenly the room had gone quiet and all eyes were on the three of you as he began to raise his voice.
“Just leave and we’ll talk later.” You told him as you wanted for this night to be over since your mood was now ruined.
You knew that you should have stayed home.
“Not until pretty boy hear learns a fucking lesson.”
Next thing you knew, Trevor shoved Joe who barely moved one inch and you went to stand in between them.
You saw Joe’s jaw clench and knew for a fact that this was going to end badly unless you did something and did something now.
“Joey, no. And Trevor do not fucking put your hands on him.”
“So, you’re defending him instead of me?”
“Yes, because you are being a straight up asshole. Why the hell are you pushing people?”
The next thing you knew it seemed like everything was happening in slow motion, Trevor raised his fist and got ready to punch Joe who dodged it, but Joe made sure to push you out of the way first so that you didn’t get hit. Ja’Marr and Justin came running over to where all of you were standing and caught Joe’s fist as it was about to connect to Trevor’s jaw.
“Joe, chill. It’s not worth it as much as I want to let you go and beat his ass.” Ja’Marr told him as he was holding Joe and Justin was holding back Trevor.
“Y/N, go and get in my car.” Trevor said and you looked at him like he was crazy.
“I think the fuck not. My sister is not going anywhere with you. What you can do is take your ass on out that front door before I let him go and all three of us are kicking your ass, your choice.” Ja’Marr told him as Joe was still struggling to get out of his grasp making him have to hold tighter.
Trevor then held his hands up in defense and began to slowly walk away towards the front door finally giving up on the thought that you were going to leave with him. Once he was finally out the door, Ja’Marr released his hold on Joe and turned to look at you.
“Pebbles, I wish you would fucking break up with him. Do you not see what the fuck he just did? What if we hadn’t been here, huh?! Do you know what could have happened?!” Ja’Marr started but Joe quickly intervened when he saw tears forming in your eyes.
“Not now man, important thing is that she’s okay. You are okay aren’t you? Let me see your wrist.”
You held out your right arm so Joe could look at it and there was a red indentation from where his hand had been.
“Come on, let’s get you some ice from the freezer.”
As you nodded your head, Joe guided you into the kitchen and you were caught off guard as he placed you onto the counter as he rummaged through the freezer and got a small ziploc bag to put the ice in. When he was finished, he walked back over to you and stood in between your legs as he placed the ice on your wrist which led to you letting a hiss escape from your lips.
“Seriously, princess. Are you okay?” Joe softly asked you and you nodded your head.
“I just… I’ve never seen him get like that before and I was scared. He has never put his hands on me or yelled at me like that.”
“I’m just glad we were all here with you.”
“Me too.” You quietly said as Joe brushed a piece of hair out of your face and smiled at you.
It was quiet for a few minutes as Joe tended to your wrist before he looked back up at you.
“You ready to leave? I can come with you.”
“Yeah, I think that it’s probably best at this point.”
Ja’Marr came into the kitchen and made his way over to you as he gave you a hug from the side since Joe was in front of you and kissed the top of your head.
“I yell because I love you and never want anything to happen to you. You’re the only twin I got.” He told you as he pinched your cheek which made you smile.
“I know, I love you too, Bam Bam.”
“I was going to take her home. I’ll text you when she’s safe.” Joe told him, with him nodding in approval.
“Sure thing.”
It had gotten a little colder outside and made sure to walk as fast as possible to your car since the heels you were wearing probably wouldn’t allow you to run. When you were about to get into the driver’s seat, Joe stopped you.
“Let me drive, I know your wrist is still hurting.”
Unlocking your car and not putting up a fight, you walked over to the passenger side and slid in as Joe held the door open for you.
The two of you were now driving through Baton Rouge, as your head laid against the glass and Joe noticed the small circles you were massaging onto your wrist.
“Make sure you take some motrin or something to help your wrist. You don’t have practice tomorrow do you?”
“No, but we have it on Tuesday and then a competition on Saturday. I just hope it’s okay by then.”
“It should be. Just keep stretching it and taking something for it. And more ice will help too.”
“I will. Actually can we make a stop really fast?” You asked and of course Joe nodded.
“Of course and besides, it’s your car that I’m driving.” He responded while laughing.
“Good point. Make a left at the next light and then a right.”
Joe followed directions and was now on a dimly lit street.
“Where are we going?”
“When I get sad, I eat ice cream or get a milkshake at this twenty four hour spot I discovered.”
“Not you holding out on me.” Joe teased as you shook your head.
“I would have taken you eventually. But when I’m around you I’m always happy so there was no need for it.” You quietly said as Joe tried to hide the smile that was forming on his face.
“And that’s how it will always be when I’m around you.”
A few minutes later, Joe saw the sign for the ice cream shop that you had pointed out and quickly parallel parked on the street before the two of you got out to head inside. Joe once again opened the door for you and helped you up the steps to the entrance.
Looking at you now scanning the menu, Joe couldn’t help himself but to take in your appearance for the night. The black dress you were wearing was hugging your curves just right and the shoes you had on was a perfect compliment to it. He was pulled from his thoughts as he heard you call his name.
“Joey, what are you getting?” You asked as you looked over at him.
“Hmm, I’m not sure. Did you decide what you wanted yet? I’ll pay, it’s my treat.”
“Probably an oreo milkshake and you don’t have to pay for it.” You told him as you shook your head.
“Then lets make that two and I’m going to because I said so.”
You knew you smiling at him was more than enough to thank him as he placed both of your orders and paid. The two of you stood to the side and Joe noticed that you were hugging yourself and assumed that you were cold.
Without even asking you, he took off his hoodie and told you to hold your arms up.
“But I don’t want you to be cold.”
“You need it more than I do, arms up.”
You finally gave in and held your arms up as he quickly pulled it over your head and took out your hair from the back and pulled it down in the front.
“Better?”
“Better.”
When Joe had turned away from you to get both of your milkshakes, you took in the scent of his hoodie and it happened to be one of your favorite scents that he would wear. You put it in the back of your mind that you were not giving him this hoodie back any time soon.
He handed you your drink and he walked in front of you in order to be able to open the door and help you down the steps. As the two of you got settled in your car and he started to drive when he broke the silence.
“Y/N…”
“Hmm?” You asked as you were sipping on your milkshake.
“I’m saying this as someone who cares about you so please don’t take any of this the wrong way.”
“I know what you’re about to say, just like everyone else. I need to break up with him.”
“Then why don’t you do it? I mean I’m to the point where I wouldn’t want you to be alone with him because of what I saw tonight.”
“In some weird twisted way I do love him and he means well. He was not like that when we first got together and I honestly think that he’s going through something and he either doesn’t want to tell me or…”
“Y/N, stop making excuses for him. Even if he is going through something he has no reason to act like that towards you, drunk or not. What would have happened if the two of you were by yourselves?”
“I….”
“I just want to be sure you’re safe. At the end of the day, I’m not telling you what to do because you’re an adult but…. Take it how you want it.” Joe said, being completely honest as he turned into your apartment complex parking lot.
When you were quiet, he spoke up again.
“I would want nothing more for someone else to be able to show you how you should be treated.”
“Joey…”
“Y/N, I know you like me, and I like you. I’ve made that obvious time and time again. You literally spend more time with me than your actual boyfriend, and you even just told me yourself less than thirty minutes ago how happy you always are around me. Why don’t you just let me in? What are you afraid of?”
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auclairedetoru · 23 hours ago
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Best friend!Eren loves college, he really does! He got into the one he wanted and is majoring in something he loves, and in return his grades are doing fantastic, top of his class even!
Except for that one specific class.
God, just thinking about it pissed him off. He doesn't know why he couldn't understand it, it's like the professor was speaking in a dead language. He came back home with a headache every time he tries to focus and learn like everyone else. He swears it was going to be his 13th reason eventually. It made him rethink his entire life plan and whether it was worth getting his degree.
Seeing his frustration, his best friend y/n decided to help him out. Did she understand anything he had written in his notes? Absolutely not, it wasn't a class she needed to take, but she hated seeing him so lost and stressed, especially when they were so close to finales week.
“You like rewards, how about you give yourself a little treat every time you memorise something, if it works on dogs it can work on humans.”
Eren thought it was genius. The smile that spread on his face gave her hope that she might've finally solved his problem and gave him at least a little bit of motivation, but what Eren was thinking about was the opposite of hers. He agreed with the idea of a reward, but what kind of reward specifically?
Well...
“How about I memorise everything, and if I'm successful, you give me a kiss.”
Y/n felt dizzy at how fast she turned to look at him, eyes nearly popping out of her skull. A kiss?! What was he thinking?! She might have always had a suspicion he was dropped on his head as a baby, but this just confirmed it.
“Are you crazy?”
“Crazy for you.” he wiggled his eyebrows at her making her roll her eyes. God, he was so annoying, why was she friends with him again?
Despite thinking he's mentally unstable, she did give it a thought. Not every day you get the chance to kiss your hot best friend that you have a massive crush on, right? Might as well take the opportunity, it might never happen again. Plus, he clearly wants it to happen, he wouldn't suggest it if he didn't want to kiss her too.
“Fine,” she adds a hint of annoyance in her voice so he wouldn't figure out how nervous the thought alone made her, “let's see if you can do it.”
Eren was motivated, to say the least. He locked himself in his room for three days, only leaving for the bathroom and to grab food. He missed out on two parties, his neighbors fist fighting, the release of a new season of his favourite show and a boba tea date with Armin.
On Monday evening, he went to y/n's apartment and sat in her living room with the biggest confident smirk she has ever seen on him. He has always been very cocky, but not over something he was crying over three days prior.
“Ready?” she shuffled his flash cards to give him a little bit of a challenge and to see if he can remember everything if they're not in the order he memorised them. Eren nods, “let's do this, I'm ready for my reward.”
... And it worked.
She quizzed him on everything in every possible way. She even tried to trick him, but he was able to catch on quickly and prove her wrong. After weeks of struggling and threatening to drop out over this subject, Eren finally got a hold of it... All because of a promise of a kiss.
A kiss he was eagerly waiting for.
Y/n has never felt her cheeks heat up like this in her life. As much as she knew her best friend is very smart and could do anything he sets his mind on, she really didn't think he could pull this off, not after he tried everything. Tutors, bombarding the professor with questions, help online, they all didn't work! How was she supposed to have any faith that a stupid little kiss reward would make his brain magically start understanding this class!?
It's dumb, really. But she did want it too.
“Well,” Eren started with a huge smile, “I've proven myself, now please give me the reward I worked hard for and rightfully deserve.”
With a shaky breath, y/n leaned in, and without wasting any more time, Eren leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.
She was expecting it, of course she was, but did that make it any less shocking? Did that make her heart beat steadier? No, quite the opposite actually. Her hands were shaking, her heart was performing acrobatics behind her ribcage, and she wanted to run away and never be seen after they pulled away.
For Eren, it felt like heaven. The kiss was quick, too quick in his opinion, but he was able to feel the softness of her lips against his. God, the things he would do to feel them again. He wanted to pull her on his lap and kiss her until he was too tired to keep his eyes open, then he would pull her into his arms to sleep just to go back to kissing her the next morning.
“Can I have one more?” he asked while looking down at her shy expression.
“no! Stop embarrassing me!” she hit him on the chest before burying her face in his hoodie. He laughs and wraps his arms around her, squeezing her a little and teasing her a little more.
When Eren thinks back to their first actual kiss, he laughs at how oblivious both of them were to each other's feelings. They were very transparent about them, showing the other very clear signs that they wanted more, but they chose to ignore them and instead overthink about getting rejected and ruining their friendship.
That was all in the past now, and with the way the present is going, they can't be happier.
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More best friend!Eren.
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pocketramblr · 1 year ago
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I think I could make "no more" about Toshinori and Gran
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vaguely-shaped-triangles · 2 months ago
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We always talk about poly 141 all ganging up on reader but what about all of you giving Price a chance to be taken care of?
Like, think about it. You all love John so much as both your captain and a partner, but the poor man always feels like he has the world on his shoulders. Being in charge and giving orders is what keeps him and his men alive in the field, its hard to put that away when he comes home :( Sometimes you just gotta make that old man sit down and accept some lovin
Imagining all of you laying in bed (a california king that price got so you could all sprawl out, but everyone ends up in a cuddle pile in the middle by morning) Simon's laid out in the center, holding Price's back flush to his chest, cock buried to the hilt in his captain as he gives little thrusts up, not wanting to jostle him around too much. Not when Kyle and Johnny are both between John's spread thighs and lavishing kisses and licks up and down his weeping dick, nipping at the thick, hairy flesh of John's thighs when he squrims too much.
and then theres you: perched up on a pillow next to Simon and John's heads. One hand running through the shorn locks on Simons head, encouraging him to take good care of their captain. The other wandering anywhere on John it can reach- featherlight touches over his abdomen and watching the muscles twitch beneath that cushy layer of fat- leaning down to bite at it until John keens. Playing with his nipples and kissing him senseless. Nibbling at the lobe of his ear and telling him that he "just needed to be taken care of for once, hm? always taking care of us. let us return the favor."
Idk, i think he just needs some love from his people
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clit-a-cola · 2 months ago
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Over the Garden Wall is one of those shows where it's like "yeah the main demographic is kids but no you the adult with a job who pays taxes reading this should still check it out"
It's short, wonderful music, simple but good story, gorgeous art.
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icewindandboringhorror · 2 months ago
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I occasionally wish to reach out to old friends/acquaintances I haven't spoken to since high school/some other even earlier time in my life, but I have SOOO little social energy even for required tasks (like making dr phone calls or etc), I never have any leftover for extra ones, and it would be very odd to message someone I haven't spoken to in like 5 years out of the blue but then take 4 entire months to respond back lol.. My natural curiosity with nostalgia/collecting details of the past/etc. (literally if I were born a little earlier I would definitely do scrapbooking or something lol) is very strong, but, alas, not strong enough to beat out the Social Issues Demons apparently
#facebook always does that 'here's a post from this day 8 years ago' thing. and I see old comments interacting#with people and it's so like.. OOOOO~~ where are they now?? what's going on? how much have they changed as people?#how much are they the same? this is fascinating. i should contact them!!' but then it's like... take that to it's logical conclusion though#you would contact them and then IF they even responded it would take you 80 years to respond and then they would#think there was something wrong or that you were trying to be insulting or something. To contact anyone I need to include an 85 page#disclaimer of all of my social issues & mental illness things. 'If i take 3 weeks to reply I promise it has nothing to do with u' etc lol#THIS is why more people need to be into phone calls/voice calls/some form of audio real time communication/etc.#I think one of the main things that's hard about messaging through text for me is it's so unscheduled and open ended#(plus it takes forever if you're talking about anything in detail and gets very long very quickly)#because like you can send a message and then just get a reply whenever. and then you're expected to reply back whenever#so it's like you never know when the response will come or when a new obligation to reply can come up? so it's like this sudden thing with#no outline?? if that makes sense. whereas a phone call is very like 'hello let's schedule a call from 10am - 2pm on thursday'. And you know#EXACTLY when the interaction will start and EXACTLY when it will end and you can plan around it in your schedule easily.#I have the reverse thing of a lot of people (how people don't pick up phone calls/hate calls/only text)#I would literally talk on the phone with a stranger. I would have a discord voice chat with someone I barely know.#if someone I hardly even remember from elementary school asked to have a voice call with me out of nowhere I would do it.#but if a stranger MESSAGED me?? or someone I barely know sent me a TEXT or something?? I will never reply probably#It's just too vague and weird. and you can't read voice tone over text. and the interaction could last forever with no clear end#point and etc. etc. But a call is like. set. established. clear boundaries. you can read the flow of conversation better. rapport. etc. etc#I get that I guess people feel more anonymous or distanced over text?? but you can have fake phone numbers on the computer. or do like disc#rd calls. or zoom without a camera or etc. etc. Also the distance that's present in text is BAD distance because it just means that tone is#not conveyed properly and you will never truly get a sense of the person's conversational vibe or mannerisms or how well you really click.#ANYWAY ghgjh...... I'm so so so interested in concepts of like.. How did that one kid I used to talk to in elementary school#but then they moved away in 5th grade - how did they end up? what are they doing now?? etc. etc. Like despite the severe social anhedonia#and general lack of connection with others I'm just really fascinated in like.. idk. the human development of it all and like#the concept of how we're actually a million different people through the course of our lives ever evolving in different iterations and etc.#PLUS again. i love nostalgia. sometimes old peple you know might remember a shared memory or can tell you about something you forgot#or etc. like it's SUCH A COOL THING in CONCEPT but I am too socially inept generally speaking lol. which people I still talk to today are#familiar with my 'phone call once every few months' communication style. but strangers would just be like... wtf. And I don't blame them#Sure I literally cannot change the physical health + brain issues i have - but also I know enough to not put others through that lol
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dafry-shenanigans · 1 year ago
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Nomicon and first ninja: *speaking in Japanese*
Randy: *doesn't understand but can hear his name being said in The tone™* "I don't speak Japanese, but i am very fluent in being thrown under the bus"
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destiny-in-the-universe · 1 month ago
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The Sequel
Hah, okay-
I'm sure most of you forgot about this little fic, the one dubbed "Punk Rock", though I come back with exciting news; just a moment ago, I managed to upload chapter one of the second part. I was hit with unexpected inspiration bunnies, and I simply had to get it out, no matter what it took. This entire segment makes my tail wag, considerably fast dare I say.
I do hope you come to enjoy it, so without much further ado, I present to ashes to ashes (dust to dust) of Punk Rock. It's a direct followup of the first part after Randy was injured by one of McFist's bots and he's unexpectedly awoken in a strange place...
Who knows what might happen next?
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myoldiaries · 6 months ago
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i'm atp where i'm not sure i should apply to schools internationally cause to put it simply, my grades are not it:/
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artsandstoriesandstuff · 4 months ago
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Me looking through all the reblogs/comments from people genuinely concerned about my wellbeing:
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tanicus-caesareth · 7 months ago
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guarana drama, damage control
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staryflowers · 1 year ago
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So I'm toying with the idea of making a very sfw G rated dating sim just so I don't forget how to code since they seem relatively easy to make (I will almost certainly regret this) but I don't want to design unique characters for it so what fandom should it be
Honestly with how uncomfortable I am writing relationships and flirting combined with the fact I've never played a dating sim it's going to end up being Get Friendzoned Simulator but that also sounds fun to make so I'm doing it
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And also Get Friendzoned Simulator fits the vibe of @comicaurora so well. I love how all the romance is optional if you choose to read into it and doesn't gunk up the plot if you don't want it to but there's also enough to duct tape together into ships. I legitimately love it so much. If you haven't, you should read it here https://comicaurora.com/aurora/0-1-1/ or at the account I tagged eariler!
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magentagalaxies · 6 months ago
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vent incoming:
got my grades back for my courses last semester and most of it was to be expected, mostly A's, maybe an A-, etc. but i honestly can't get over the fact that my independent study (the buddy cole documentary) was for some reason given a B. like sure getting a B isn't bad per se, I usually get at least one B every semester and i honestly don't really care about what my exact gpa is as long as i can graduate, but come on. this school put me through months of psychological torment over this project and didn't even have the nerve to give me a B+??? i'm still coping with the self-doubt they forced on me and this bullshit is not helping!!
#honestly it's kind of hilarious ngl. especially bc i also got my documentary work counted as an independent study the previous semester#and the previous semester even tho i barely worked on the doc itself#(mostly just planning and putting together the crowdfunding which was still a lot of work but like compare it to the past few months)#they were willing to give me an A (my school doesn't do A+ so this is the highest mark possible)#vs this semester. like i'll admit my final assignment was late and could have been more polished#but i was literally on tour in documentary-mode 24/7 for several weeks. i filmed an entire comedy special! i put together a live interview!#not to mention having to fucking negotiate with my own college censoring the footage they'd promised me of an event i put together#and play nice with a professor who literally outed me on twitter in an attempt to cancel one of my best friends#at this point the ''B'' feels more like a petty grudge than anything else#like ok we can't get away with *actually* fucking over jessamine's grades bc clearly ze did do the work. but let's just give zir a B#like i will admit the audio quality in my final isn't great. and i could have used more polished footage in some sections#but counterpoint: 100+ students were arrested at a protest while i was editing and i was having a mental breakdown#the fact that i finished *anything* is goddamn impressive especially after they essentially conditioned me to hate myself any time i was#working on a project i loved!!!#due to the aforementioned student arrests my college did put out an option where we could change any letter grade this semester to pass/fai#so anything passing wouldn't impact our gpa if we didn't want it to. so i could just change the B to a ''pass''#but really what's the point. ''B'' is still a good grade and my GPA is fine (3.65 on a 4.0 grading scale. 2.0 is required to graduate)#it just sucks that after what i went through last semester i feel like nobody takes it seriously#i was reminiscing earlier about how it's honestly kind of funny how after that professor outed me on twitter#i was at the hotel with scott like an hour later sobbing and having an existential crisis about my relationship to gender#and scott was so supportive but also awkwardly being like#''i know i should offer the crying child a tissue but where the fuck are the tissues in this room what do i do''#and he just handed me a full-on towel instead like oh my god he was trying his best but also so clearly out of his depth#but of course i then had to remember how when i told that story to a different professor to be like ''this is how much scott cares about me#this guy called me fucking UNPROFESSIONAL for crying in front of the subject of my documentary?????????#like yeah maybe so but how DARE you call me unprofessional when a different professor tweeted my full name and gender without my consent#in an attempt to fucking cancel one of my friends for ''misgendering'' me for using pronouns i'm fine with him using!!!#i don't think i'm ever going to be able to forgive my college and i don't know how i'll be able to get through one more semester#that experience genuinely changed things about my psychology that i'm not proud of and i need to work through#so if i have to miss a goddamn kids in the hall event because i have class this november i am going to set something on fire
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seoafin · 1 year ago
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it makes me so sad every time someone says they have a difficult time making friends because as someone who did not have a single friend until my senior year of high school i know the feeling painfully well
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six-six-cicada · 1 year ago
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Kintsugi and paper mache will fix it.
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fishy-moirails · 4 months ago
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Guys I swear I'll work on those art trades, I'm just trying to get a teacher to explain how tf did I get an incomplete when I submitted everything-
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