#I'm probably going to nap now

[merlins-strawberriesandroses]

The thing no one ever considers while writing up character analyses about Merlin is that. he must have been sooooooo sleepy.

[sunb0ts]

GOT THE JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!! 💥💥

[supercantaloupe]

wish i could give you a hug about your migraines and medication struggles. you deserve to be cared about accommodated

thank you <3 to be clear so far i haven't encountered anyone who's been uncaring or unaccommodating about it. i'm mostly just frustrated at...not necessarily myself, i guess, but at the mere fact of experiencing new existential challenges in my daily life. it's hard and scary to admit that i'm struggling, it's hard to ask for help, and it's hard to do so with the knowledge that most people have very little real way to help other than going "that's rough, buddy"

[zooblesbutchpuppygirl]

Why are they not real and laying in bed with me right now

[cowcowwow]

HIII HI COWCOW!!!

HIIII HI HI STRAWBER <33333!!!!

How is the beloved doing? :3c

[naomiknight-17]

I am at the eye doctor

I dragged my ass out of bed and made it to the dang eye doctor on time

The hardest part of my day is done

[koka-mi]

I dunno why but I keep thinking abt the way I used to spend my nights two years ago

I remember around 6-7pm (in the autumn/winter) or 7-8pm (in the spring/summer), I'd lock my bedroom door, bring my tablet and headphones up with me onto the roof and play songs that I liked I watched the sun set. The songs were mostly either sapphic-coded (like sofia by clairo, strawberry blonde by chloe moriondo, etc.) or something ambient and soothing to me (like colorful interlude by sublime jupiter or rhubarb/#3 by aphex twin). I don't remember why though..I guess I just liked those types of songs back then xp

sometimes I'd bring my sketchbook with me too and sketch out random things like landscapes or characters from fandoms I was in at the time. Or I'd bring my journal and write about my completely nothing day. Most of the stuff I wrote was about the same but it's still nice to look back at them :3

Was it the safest for 14 year old me to just chill on the roof? Probably not. But tbh I didn't care at the time xD I honestly wouldn't have minded dying there.

I was at like.a reaaaaally low point in my life. Probably at my worst. Like I would cry everyday over little things and I found it extremely difficult to take care of myself. I guesss when I was out there on my roof watching the sun set with nice music in my headphones I actually felt..peace?? for once?? I dunno how to explain but it was suuuper nice I remember ^^ and it was nice to let out good cries up there.

I guess I can't help but remember this fondly and find it kinda nostalgic even though it was only two years ago and when I was not.doing great :'D I'm better nowadays luckily but hadhehdjwd makes me emotional sometimes.

[ace-malarky]

Snippet Sunday 29/12

Hello here is. a? Halliel sword fight scene? It isn't the one I started writing last week and it also isn't the one I intended to write, so

There will be at least three Halliel sword fights for you eventually lmao

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Halliel side-stepped, slapping her opponent's shoulder as he lunged into her space.

He stumbled, recovered, tried to shoulder-barge her.

Halliel was already pushing back, wings opening in a reflexive movement to make herself look bigger.

Her opponent - dog-formed, his ears tipped back and short tail stiff behind him - shook his head and dropped back to a starting position.

Halliel reset her grip on her sword, tilting her head to watch.

He was light on his feet, quiet against the murmur of the spectators. Fast, with the muscles to back it up.

She couldn't remember his name. They had been introduced.

Halliel stepped in, meeting his position with the next sequence. This was a show, it was just entertainment, there were rules.

He broke them immediately, jumping from second to fifth to a new set entirely.

Halliel gritted her teeth, blade screeching against his in a hasty block that had her staggering back.

She steadied herself with a swirl of her wings, beating up the dust on the ring around them.

He smirked at her, sword point lowering to the ground. Blood running down its edge.

There was a thin burn in Halliel's leg, a rip in the fabric of her trousers.

When had he…?

Halliel spread her wings and threw herself three paces to the side and then into the air, twisting over to bring her sword down at his head.

If he wasn't going to play by the rules, then why should she?

He blocked, arching backwards, sword flat against the gloved palm of his hand as Halliel pulled back to correct her flight.

For a second, she thought she saw Syn amongst the audience, but those antlers weren't nearly branching enough.

She landed in time to divert his next hit and folded her wings out of the way.

He was baring his teeth in something that could have been a grin.

Halliel didn't bother responding in kind; she set up the next set of attacks and pressed in, pushing him back to the edge of the ring, not giving him space to change the name of it all. Her wings were rising again, spreading out, eclipsing him in her shadow.

The bell pealed out, signalling the end of their bout.

Halliel stepped back, pulled her wings back in, returned to rest.

Her opponent straightened up, lowering his sword. "A good match," he said, winded.

Halliel nodded. "Yes," she replied, remembering her manners. "You had some… elegant switches."

He laughed. "I'd be interested," he said, stepping to her side and bowing to their audience together, "in another match. Perhaps without the rules of a showcase involved."

Halliel snorted. "So you have less to pay attention to?"

"So you can make better use of your wings," he returned.

"I'll think about it."

The prince and Rion were approaching. He had the dragon touched bodyguard at his shoulder today, and they were watching Halliel like they were sizing her up for a fight of their own.

She wanted to fight them so badly but she hadn't seen their name on the list of fighters.

Coward.

[seaofreverie]

Anyway how is everyone doing

[catless-and-covenless]

Operation 1st Grimoire is C O M P L E T E! It took me forever to organize and recheck my writing to write everything for N. And to gather all the ingredients. But it felt so nice to do something for someone in my circle who is so good to me and mine. Meeting everyone at the bowling alley and giving my gift wasn’t necessarily on my plan but I was just excited to hand it over. And he seems to really appreciate it. It made the hard work and two monsters worth it instead of the nap I wanted to have. It’s always worth it just to see the look on someone’s face holding an act of love. And now maybe N can be like me too. Or at least understand. We’re both humans. I don’t know if N has magic under their skin like I do though.

That is going to be interesting to see. But I do think something will transpire.

I can’t wait to see it happen. It will be like watching the clouds gather to start the rain.

The drive there was fine except for the heart attack Cr gave me. I thought something had happened. She doesn’t know when she’s being too rough. She doesn’t ever know when to stop. That not everyone can take what she can dish. I was scared that he would be….gone. Broken. But my Cr is tough. Took my worries and soothed them because he was as okay as he could be. But…looking into his eyes I just. I remember it all now that I have to live with her in my space. I need a new box. I can’t let my guilt over what happened…over the past hurt anyone. Hurt Cr, my best friend. Just because there was a….anyways. Friday is sleepover night with Cr. and i will take full advantage.

Ca also has me a little worried. I haven’t seen her but I will tomorrow in class. I hope she takes me seriously and saves me a seat. It will be nice to get my eyes on her and make sure she’s okay. My other sweetie who needs a break. Maybe if I booked them both a game night?

Not that anyone will let me do anything tonight. Cr let it slip that I only had two hours of sleep so N and G both decided to try and baby me.

…

Okay that was harsh, it's just-hard. To accept help. And it’s Pablo. I don’t ever want to see Pablo hurt. But Ir really pointed out G was the only one who could drive me home. I don’t know how HE plans on getting home if he drives me home. But of course no one thinks about the fact we have Nahuals out there with our scents and a hive mind. But they all used Ir on me with the saddest face you can imagine. And making Ir sad is not on my list of things I need to do. Ir decided to soothe my ego by accepting my offer to sit on my lap and play games with me.

And Ir is the sweetest. It felt nice to have something weighing on me physically and grounding me while also watching them see the colors on the screen. But something spooked G. He just almost bolted. A part of me wonders if N and I didn’t reach out with words or a small hand hold if he would have left. I hope not. But Ir left with him and that makes me feel better. And N and I…I don’t know what exactly is happening but it’s nice to know we’re both on the same page of being both equally confused but accepting G is not a toy to be fought over. That we were friends. It’s so nice to have a friend again. Not a best friend like Cr maybe but give N enough time and I don’t doubt the guy will make his way into my too soft heart.

I can like G all I want but that’s my problem and my secret. Not a very well kept one if Ca and Cr have their way about it but it’s mine nonetheless. And it feels so nice. Like a little seed inside the earth about to sprout. But it’s mine. I don’t need anything from it. It’ll just be a nice addition to the garden of feelings I didn't expect to have. A nice little rose to admire. He wanted normal just as desperately as I did. And I don’t want to take that from him. I can be his normal and be happy. I can’t stop flirting with him but I can make sure it stays friendly if that’s what he needs. Because what he doesn’t need is me complicating his life.

Or his reputation. The guy is already fighting against J+A and R. Being around me makes that worse. Me acting on any feelings besides platonic makes it way worse. I don’t want to be selfish like R and just take something because I want it with no regard to the other person. I want to be different than I was back then. I used to think I could have my cake and eat it too. But now, I’d rather just sit at the table then try and reach for that again. Not unless someone reaches first.

I really need a new purple box don’t I?

[an-unloving-god]

The urge to write what Yanqing was going through while everyone thought that Ajay was dead for the hurt/comfort is strong

[psyc18minal]

That moment when you're going through your fourth identity crisis of the year

[advluv4life]

This is so dumb but like a human being created the things that I love. A human being created The Foxhole Court. A human being created To All the Boys I've Loved Before. A human being created The Good Place. A human being created Clannad. A human being created My Hero Academia. A human being created Haikyuu.. Like, so many things I love- everything I love was created by a human being. It's actually amazing. Like, there's hope for humanity out there because these things exist and they were created by these people (and I know their names but I was trying to be dramatic) and I love it so much ♡ I'm crying anyway...

[koka-mi]

I've got mozzarella balls on my mind💭💭💭

[sigmastolen]

ok friday night and saturday afternoon's fevers were definitely the worst thing bc they frightened me but i'm also not enjoying the burning sensation in my sinuses, or the soreness in my stomach muscles from coughing, or the (related??) nausea and tightness from this morning and also right now

[mytardisisparked]

I feel like the weight of the last week is finally hitting me and I maybe need to sleep for 48 hours but I just drank a ton of caffiene so I guess I'm gonna read instead.