#Normal coversation

[yumiiyummech]

Do Wendy and Basil have any pet names for each other / general nicknames used by friends?

I think I’ve answered part of this question before but I was thinking of changing it sooner or later!

first by friends, I think AUBREY and SUNNY would call WENDY “Deedee” like dydy. For anyone else, not really sure. If they were in a hurry I could also imagine sometimes the group would refer to her as “Wens” like “Wens u can’t be serious right now.” But then again it’s not used often.

PET NAMES AAHHHHH okay

BASIL calls WENDY sunshine while WENDY calls BASIL sunflower. AINT IT CUTE EHSUBUSB

“what’re you doing, SUNSHINE?”

“Noooothing, my SUNFLOWER! Look away, won’t you?” (She was secretly making matching flower crowns for them.)

besides from the specific ones, they often use like darling, love, cutie, and etc. mostly lovingly, sometimes teasingly. Attaching “my” before saying their names too. Yknow the normal stuff.

and when they joke around they use princess and gardener. LOL

“oh…my bad, PRINCESS! How could I ever make it up to you?”

“Hmph…tend to the garden, will you?” She giggles. “But seriously…take care of yourself more…”

they both equally don’t like calling each other babe or baby just because they mutually agree it sounds a bit off to them.

oh I forgot to mention that they don’t do pet names in front of other people 1. Because it might make other people uncomfortable or 2. They’re too shy to. ORR 3. They do it but it’s casual but this is rare.

[efhmeros]

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[froody]

during the 2012/2013, I was an emo-adjacent kid and Coverse knee high boots were all the rage. I wore them to school every single day. I managed to scrape all the skin off of my ankle in a heinous shaving accident as I was 12 and stupid with sharp instruments. there was this giant gash on my ankle bone area and it was exactly where my converse boots bended/wore into the skin so the wound got infected and so sore. you would think maybe I’d wear vans or something that didn’t rub against my open wound just until it healed but no, I kept wearing my converses. because why? beauty is pain. the wound got infected and seeped yellow plasma all the time trying to scab over and heal and being hopelessly torn open by my tight boots. I developed a noticeable limp and I’d go into the bathroom to replace my bandaid and put Neosporin on.

my poor sweet math teacher got worried, I think my noticeable limp and my suspiciously long bathroom breaks (not normal for me, I was a very good student and one of her favorites) made her suspect I was being abused. she pulled me aside after class. goody two shoes that I was, this petrified me and I thought I was in trouble. then, with the utmost sincerity and kindness she asked me why I was limping and taking 10 minute bathroom breaks. I then had to explain to her that I had SLICED OFF ALL OF THE SKIN ON MY ANKLE BONE while shaving and that I had to change the bandaid or it would seep through, I was so nervous that I offered to show her the wound. thankfully, she said no and advised me to wear different shoes until it healed. I complied with her advice.

my parents didn’t notice this saga occurring.

[emlovessid]

I’m so sorry I’m late to the party, but I have a prompt for you, if you’re still interested.

Sirius talking to James about how much he likes Remus and everything he wants Remus to do to him, sexual and otherwise, and Remus overhearing and just being like :o and trying to act normal around him the next time they talk, especially without tipping Sirius off that he heard. Of course, he fails miserably.

This is incredibly similar to an ask I’ve sent in on another blog and I’m sorry for that, but in my defence this scenario plays over and over in my head 24/7 and there’s so many ways it can go.

hi love! you are so fine, sorry it took me so long to get around to this one haha. hope you enjoy <33

“—and I’m losing my mind, James. How do you deal with it?”

“Deal with what?”

Remus freezes where his hand was about to push open James’ door to ask him if he needs anything from the supermarket, fingers hovering just over the door handle when he realises he’s about to interrupt clearly a very important conversation. Taking a step back, he’s ready to retreat down the hall when Sirius starts speaking again.

“With being in love,” Sirius sighs. “I thought when people described love as this all-consuming thing they were just exaggerating, but god, they were not exaggerating. If anything, they were under-exaggerating. How does anyone get anything done?”

Remus knows that he should walk away, knows that he most definitely should not be eavesdropping on this coversation right now, but his heart is stuck in his throat as he tries to wrap his head around the fact that Sirius is apparently in love?

Without giving James a chance to answer, Sirius is rambling again, and Remus can almost imagine his manic eyes and his arms waving about as he says, “It’s literally all I can think about, all day. And then I go to bed and I fucking dream about it, about him, about him and his stupid face and his stupid smile and how much I want to just stick my tongue down his fucking throat.”

It’s with a shaky breath and a sting behind his eyes that Remus finally manages to start moving back towards the kitchen, but then the whole world comes to a shuddering stop when James groans, “I don’t need to know about how much you want to stick your tongue down Moony’s throat.”

Moony? Moony?! Sirius wants to stick his tongue down his throat?!! There’s no way—

“It’s not just that. I mean, yeah, obviously I want to snog him, and have him fuck me so hard into my mattress that I can barely walk the next day—” Remus can barely hear James’ complaints over the sound of his own heart beating thunderously in his ears, “—but I also want to just, walk down the street holding his hand and run my fingers through his hair while he’s reading a book and wake up next to him in the morning.”

Remus actually pinches himself on the wrist then, sure that he must be dreaming, because in what universe are his months of pining actually reciprocated?

“That’s great. And I hope you get all that, I really do. But in order to get that you actually have to tell him you—” Remus leaves midway through James’ sentence, his feet finally catching up with his mind and hurrying back down the hall, grabbing a reusable bag and his keys on his way out the front door.

—

By the time he makes it back from the supermarket, he’s successfully pushed down all thoughts of what he overheard to the deepest depths of his mind, piling on top of it his shopping list and the recipe for tonight’s dinner and what clothes he needs to put in the wash later. That is, until, he walks back inside and finds Sirius leaning against the kitchen counter, jar of peanut butter in one hand as he grins at Remus around a spoon.

“There you are!” Sirius cheers, and with just a look and a smile, all of that pushing down was for naught.

“I want that too,” Remus blurts.

“The peanut butter? Sure, let me grab you another spoon,” Sirius says with a shrug, reaching for the drawer behind him before Remus’ hand on his wrist stops him, his eyes wide and searching as they meet Remus’.

“Not the peanut butter,” Remus sighs, taking a deep breath before continuing, “I want – I want to hold hands and feel your fingers in my hair and have your face be the first thing I see in the morning.”

Sirius’ voice is barely a whisper when he says, “Oh.”

Taking a step closer until he’s practically caging Sirius in against the counter, Remus continues, “And I would like nothing more than to stick my tongue down your throat—”

“Oh.”

“—and fuck you into your mattr—”

Sirius doesn’t give him a chance to finish, surging up and capturing Remus’ lips with his own, the taste of peanut butter on his tongue as he licks into Remus’ mouth, but it’s everything Remus had hoped for and more.

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[yanderes-galore]

A romantic concept of Peter Parker if you can please????

Oh wow I never actually did the MCU version of Peter so let me see what I have for this fic. Aged up as usual. This takes place in no specific movie.

If you like this you may like the two concepts I did for Comic! Peter;

Comic! Peter General Concept

Comic! Peter with Civilian! Darling

Yandere! Peter Parker Concept

Main MCU Version

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Stalking, Manipulation, Overprotective behavior, Jealousy, Paranoia, Invasion of privacy, Secret picture taking, Kidnapping mention, Murder mentioned, Dubious relationship.

Peter is such a relatable character and yandere.

He knows how to get along with his darling even with how awkward he is.

Peter's also very innocent and awkward at times, despite this he feels comfortable around you.

Peter's yandere behavior is Overprotective, Obsessive, Manipulative, Emotional, Caring and Moral.

He's a hero that would never kill/have a hard time killing for his darling.

Peter holds a ton of responsibility and it feeds into his obsession.

He wants to keep you safe but fatally wounding others to achieve it would have to be a last ditch effort.

Other Marvel heroes aren't quite the same as they have more experience and know sometimes... there is no choice.

Peter is pretty classic with crushes.

During high school he's been so occupied with being Spider-man he still hasn't gotten any better at talking to crushes.

He struggles so hard to be friends with you but is relieved when he eventually manages it with stuttered conversations and personal pep talks.

Peter gets really awkward and shy towards his darling despite his friendly demeanor.

To put it simple... Peter is a nerd at heart.

He loves to talk to his darling about superheroes and sci-fi....

He adores you even more if you like the same things as him.

Peter seems like your normal every day student just trying to get his final studying in. (finals for high school or college)

You two have average talks and are just good friends.

It takes awhile before you uncover the iceberg that is Peter Parker and his obsession with you.

Peter is the type to be completely lost in his crush when he starts his obsession.

He daydreams and watches you in all the classes you have together when you still go to school.

Peter's ashamed to admit it due to his inner morals as a hero but... he does stalk you.

He can climb walls and perch on trees/balconies.

The temptation to use his power to fuel his new addiction is a bit too strong for him.

He promises to look away if you're changing or anything!

He just likes to know you're safe... and maybe take a few pictures.

Peter is overprotective both as a civilian and Spider-man.

When he's just Peter it's usually due to a feeling of paranoia or jealousy.

He's very awkward with it at times but you can tell Peter is tense when others are a bit too friendly with you.

It's not entirely possessive behavior as it stems from a fear of you getting hurt instead of it being entirely from jealousy.

If Peter tried to threaten anyone it doesn't come off as threatening unless he's really mad.

He saves violence for the villains, however.

When asked about his behavior Peter just says he's worried about you.

If anything this just makes you think he's an anxious person and isn't the biggest red flag.

Peter shows overprotective behavior as Spider-man too.

That's the reason for most of the stalking.

As Spider-Man he feels he needs to keep you safe and often tries to keep villains away from your home.

If they ever did find you then he's swooping in and protecting you with his life.

Peter has dealt with a lot of traumatic experiences as a hero and it bleeds into his obsession with you.

It makes him more hesitant about the people around you after what he's seen.

Peter is overly obsessive of you to the point it's invasive.

He listens in on coversations about you and writes down whatever info he can about you.

Whenever you're mentioned in conversation it causes Peter to perk up and start listening.

He fantasizes about his crush on the daily...

So much to the point he gets distracted.

Peter can be manipulative.

Even more so if you know he's Spider-Man.

After all you may listen to everything he says due to him being a hero.

Peter tries to be subtle with manipulation.

Small things like influencing your opinion of people or a decision you plan on making.

He dislikes the idea of you developing crushes that aren't about him and tries to make you hate the person.

He feels a bit guilty but tells himself it'll be worth it....

There's also the big lie he tells himself and you; "What he does is for your own good."

That's not always true.

Especially if he's starting to get his obsession out of control and suggests moving in with you or tries kidnapping.

Peter can be emotional about his darling.

If you're hurt he panics... he's always worried about your safety...

He also takes arguments to heart.

If you had a fight and you called him something like a monster?

Peter thinks about it for a long time... it eats away at him.

Peter also tends to blame himself a lot.

If you're unhappy he blames himself.

If you got hurt he blames himself.

Peter also gets overly excited about you.

Being one of the younger Avengers he hasn't quite gained a stoic facade yet, even with what he's been through.

Which means Peter shows emotion of all kinds a lot during his obsession.

Peter is moral and caring.

Even if he has the typical yandere issues he knows to not kill.

If he ever did then it's if he has no other choice.

He also cares a ton for your own feelings and emotions.

Peter wants to make you smile as your hero.

He doesn't want you to fear him.

He wants you to love him!

Peter will be a yandere that can hide his tendencies.

He's still clumsy and may mess up at times but overall can hide it.

Peter, even with the yandere tendencies, can be a good boyfriend.

He does not like bringing any sort of harm towards you, like restraining you with webs.

But will if he has too.

Overall, Peter isn't too bad of a yandere and has innocent intentions towards his darling...

Even if the paranoia gets to his head and makes him way more worried about you than he should be.

[beardedherculestrucker]

While the"i don't care" leather musclebull plays his game, this breathtaking mature musclebeast has attracted a normal built, younger leatherbear...let's see what the following coversation between this unequal duo will bring!

[tatertad]

this is so stupid oh my g

HIIII,,, SO UHH!!! me and my brother are writing a FIDDLESTAN fanfiction and in another fic after the one we r writing there is gonna be MASSIVE tate conent and i wanna INFODUMP ABOUT IT!!!

OK SO the sequal fanfiction persay is revolved around tate and his life because i'm hyperfixated on him and i LOVE HIM OK SO in this universe, stanley never breaks Fords project, Ford ends up going to his dream college, and Stan goes to backupsmore and meets FIDDLEFORD!!!!!! They make a computer company and a bunch of other shit will happen (NO SPOILERS, WINK WINK!!) and after all of that they adopt Tate:333!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so yeah basic rundown and whatnot ANYWAYS MOVING ON

the sequal will bascially be Tate in his sophmore year in highschool (1997) and he meets a kid named BRODY BACKLE!!!! (a lot of people have a oc named/based on "backle" but i found that out AFTER me and my brother made him.) Brody is kind of a reckless guy, he gets close with Tate and they become best "freinds" (there is A LOT of homoerotic tension with them) they do normal teenage stuff persay Brody makes Tate do reblalous things aganist his dad's rules, and genuinely becoming KIND OF AN ASS.

I WANNA DESCRIBE HOW THEY LOOK IN THIS OSHJSS

So for context Tate is 15 and Backle is 16

OKOK

Tate used to wear; sweaters, (Knitted by Fiddleford) cargo shorts, big bulky sneakers, HATS. and very soft kind of look (me and my brother joke all his outfits are picked out by Fiddleford) BUT AFTER he meets Broody he dresses in oversized band shirts, baggy pants, beanies, backwards hats, and of course his hair covering his eyes because by god in my au his eyes are BLINDING like the bluest eyes you have ever SEEN.

Brody/Backle wears; bascially the same thing Tate would wear minus the hats, His head is shaved with blonde hair, his ears STRECHED TO THE MAX, pircings EVERYWHERE and genually like ur averge alt guy, he chills out when he gets older tho

They never OFFICALLY GET TOGETHER (as if rn) but they do kiss, hold hands, get matching stuff, cuddle, hug, all that mushy couple stuff they do (When they get older i might get them together who knows,,) when they get older they created the bait shop together, they spend a shit ton of time together they are INSPERABLE, they own a house together near the bait shop, (no homo, Brody says whenever someone asks about it)

Tate (when he gets older) would wear ; what he wears in the cannon gravity falls universe but looser because dear god holy shit. when he isn't working he would wear button ups, with hand knitten sweaters made by Fiddleford, cargo pants, and very beat up shoes with of course, a hat. So bascially what he wore before he met Brody kind of thing

Brody would lowkey dress the same as he did when he was youger, when he's older, he usally wears band tee's with a flaneel drapped over it (all of his flanels were owned by Tate at one point, he would have blonde wavy longish hair and is a genually chill guy.

in they older years, Tate and Brody spend most of their time (when they aren't working) fishing, talking about endless stuff never ending coversations, Brody never really opens up to anyone that isn't Tate (Broody lore coming soon). ALSO, Brody is VERY affectionate to Tate like thats his number one thing in the entire UNIVERSE right there, Tate has a hard time giving love out to Brody, he doesn't understand how to do it or how it works, Brody understands and he knows Tate loves him back.

When they were teenagers, Brody always stayed at Tate's house, never really going to his own. Stan and Fiddleford see him as another member of them family at that point, Brody would spend weeks at the pine's house, Brodys parents lowkey stopped gaf about Brody after 5th grade so his parents did not care he was spending most of his time at this random kids house

Tate's first kiss was Brody, they usally got affectionate when they were high or something along those lines, they kissed mulitple times, whenever Tate would ask what they were, Brody would ignore the subject leaving Tate confused and upset. When they got older they eventually sorted everything out leaving all the tension behind them.

ok i'm getting sleepy sorry if this is shitty my autistic brain needs to rant to someone and the someone is tumblr so, yay

[fexrtherexper]

Continued from here~

The normally armored half dragon gave the other a soft shrug as they stood accross from the other, engaging in some idle chit chat. It was a rather casual evening and it was an innocent coversation enough. Or at least she thought it was innocent. Little crushes and the like were normal.

Although, its not exactly normal to speak of them WITH said crush.

Judging by how flustered the rat was, it was enough get a rise out of them.

With a soft smirk, she further stated,��“Yeah, you got that rustic charm to ya. A strange combo of cute and tough. What’s your secret? Come on Shen~ Don’t hold out on me!”

@murdxrxfcrxws

[holdmymetaphor]

sometimes im like. im autistic but im normal. i can pretend to be normal. i can hold conversations, even good outgoing B+ coversations

then i come home like i ran a marathon worried that everybody hates me and that i actually am very weird and struggle to feel connected to people despite my striving to do so.

[remysa]

About Hogwarts Legacy clothes

I know what all my followers want to play with student`s coats/ I want play with them too. But not all clothes models in HL have ready 3 maps of textures for my working, more of them have no color, specular and normal map, so i have no materials for work. BUT i found soft what can help me with this trouble, but i need some time for study how to work with this ^___^ PS: For my coversions from HL im already using 5 programs, hope study 6th will not so hard for me

___________________ А теперь на языке, на котором пишу с меньшим количеством ошибок: Знаю , что все ждут ученические мантии, н�� мне надо время, чтоб еще одну прогу изучить, а то не на всю одежду есть автоматически прикрученные текстуры/карты блеска/рельефа, чтобы их вытянуть и работать. Т.е. не с чем работать, но есть прога, которая поможет. 5 программ уже использую, надеюсь, 6я тоже мне дастся, но нужно время.

[affront2god-affectionate]

"Sincerely, whatever"

A fanfic on a fanfic, RE: "The Priest You Want" by @alwaysyourshenry and @the-bats-who-simp . 797 word one shot of David not participating in events XD no warnings, no rating, domestic fluff, David being a grumpy fuck.

“You know what, I don’t give a single flying fuck”, David said, looking at the thick layer of snow growing on his porch. Weather magic was hard enough for him as it was, and with recent debacle he had to handle the Paradiso ecosystem falling apart almost every week, sometimes twice a week. At this point he was determined to let it be.

“Koshka brosila kotyat, pust’ yebutsa kak hotyat”, he mumbled under his nose an old russian rhyme he learned in 1962 on Cuba. Which meant “the cat has abandoned the kittens, let them fucking figure it out themselves”. Or even “let them fuck however they want”, which in this case was becoming more and more literal every day.

Mars has curled up in his cat form near the heater on his favorite fluffy blanket, slightly snoring, the most adorable cat to ever exist. To be honest, a cat form was a good decision for this weather. At least that fur wouldn’t be eaten by cloth moths unlike the fabulous pimp coat David has brought from Miami forty something years ago. A battle with moths was another one he was losing lately. Alas!

He was not exactly honest when saying his reading on Lilith made no sense. It actually made an unnerving amount of sense for him, and the burden of knowledge had told him that it’s none of his business. What was bound to happen, was going to happen, no matter what. In that simple three card reading he saw all the struggle and the horror she was going through, and the inevitability of all that was foretold before David himself was even born, and the fact that it’s actually for the better in the long run.

Reaching through the thick skulls was never a favorite past-time for David. And Jamie’s skull at this point was so thick, there was no brain left. Bone-headed is what he was. “Nope”, David said, looking at the roadmap of the events in the astral plane. Feeling that with this level of being annoyed any attempt on a coversation with Jamie will turn into a fistfight in a matter of seconds, he decided not to engage and spare himself some blood pressure, and focused on the Work instead.

“Shut up and dig, that’s how you reach enlightenment” was his motto of his own invention, a mantra he was saying on repeat multiple times a day for the last two hundred years at least. And it had never let him down. Shut up and dig.

So by the time the snowstorm hit, he already had prepared: a full shed of firewood, a dozen canisters of oil for the generator, forty pounds of potatoes, a crate of canned meat, and four packs of mothballs. He also brought all Mars’s favorite stuff from one cottage to another, so they won’t have to move for a week, at least. He even brought out his largest crocheting patterns,the ones that were too intimidating to do casually.

“I don’t give a single flying fuuuck”, he sang in a sarcastically high-pitched voice, turning his back on the white window and giving the clock a side-eye on his way to the kitchen. Most likely, it will be over in six to eight hours or so, but with everyone being out of their minds it could take a couple more weeks. And he had rituals to perform, and a partner to feed, and many roads cleaned in the village tomorrow. There will be blisters. There will be broken shovels. Most likely he will have to just melt the shit away with a sightly-forbidden quantum physics ritual. But that would be too explicit for the townsfolk, so maybe the shovel it is. Shut up and dig.

The kettle he was filling was actually a gift from Kit, from back when. It was a really good kettle. But it also made him mourn the times when things were normal. When Jamie was not… well, effectively, in fact, a cult leader. “Yeah, sure”, David had said when he first read The Doctrine. And then never payed attention to it ever again. Maybe he should have. But also – let them kittens fuck themselves. No one is fucking working in this houshold.

From his kitchen window David saw a snow penis being erected in his yard. Well, at least Kit is having fun in this weather. The shape was quite nice, too. “Never knew our word artist can sculpt too”, he thought. “Maybe we should buy him some play-dough”.

David knocked on the window and swayed the hot kettle around suggestively. The dick-buliding stopped and his antique china tea set has clanked behind his back.

“If you break it you steal me a new one”, David said, pouring a couple of hot ones.

[pleafyistired]

as a treat god gave me the ability to be a smooth flirt but he unfortunately forgot to remove the social anxiety and the fact i do not know how to have a normal coversation and become friends with another person so what do i do with this ability man 💀💀

[goji-pilled]

Do you think that Kotone would try to start a coversation with Erebus and Nyx? I imagine it gets quite boring just holding a door shut.

Kotone: So.. uh- how’s your day?

Nyx: The Arcana is the means that all is revealed

Erebus: KILL. CRUSH. DESTROY. SWAG

Kotone: What did I expect?

one could say and make this a sad angst thing with trying to see if ryoji is still in there somewhere, however i feel like its far more likely that she does try, keyword try, to make conversation, fully aware that shes NOT going to get a normal conversation either way

doesnt make it any less disappointing, but she did expect it for sure

[skwigelfskwisgaar]

He hadn't even gotten through the day when he received a call from a girl he never thought he'd talk to again. Her soft, mousy brown bob and sparkling blue eyes gave her such a cute appearance, but she was so feisty in personality.

"Hello? Skwisgaar? It's me, Tori. Remember me?"

"Hello! I, uh. It's weird you're calling because I was just thinking of you yesterday." A semi-lie, but one he wasn't about to admit ever. Even if he was drunk.

"Oh! How sweet, I stopped by yesterday. Had a great time with you and the Moroccan girl. I wanted to say goodbye, actually."

"Ah. So... you were here?"

"I figured I'd get one last time. Truly, I hope you know I wasn't joking when I said you ruined threesomes for me."

"Well, happy to see that hasn't changed."

"I... had stopped by to ask to talk. I got an amazing time instead but I did have your number saved." He paused. She deserved some closure, at least. He scowled. He hated this kind of stuff. This was why he didn't do relationships.

"Look. Remember our 4th date? You said that you liked Sweden."

"Ja, that hasn't changed. I still visit too." A lighthearted laugh came from the other end of the call. His stomach did a flip, remembering how fun and cute and caring she was. He missed that comfort.

"But... you always said you loved your band. I knew that Sweden was a passing fancy, and by extension, so was I. I just called to make my peace with it."

"Look, I'm sorry I left the way I did -!"

"No, Skwisgaar! It's fine! I was expecting it, actually. Your band showed up at the pub, and I knew that I wouldn't see you after that. Besides, after doing a quick search online, I... well. I have to say... I was hurt."

"...I don't understand you. Are you implying something?"

"You wanted normalcy. Sweden, Týr -- I gave that. But the reason you sought it, it wasn't because you wanted that. It's because you deluded yourself into thinking I was the 'normal version' of your friend, the cute brun - !"

"It is so important to my sanity and yours that you don't finish that sentence."

There was a long pause. So long in fact, that Skwisgaar thought she had hung up. He looked at the phone, seeing that she had probably given him a moment; he tended to take his time when he snapped at people, and he instantly felt embarrassed that he had behaved that way.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to snap like that." She didn't respond for another moment before his phone jingled. A video chat request. He accepted. It was the girl from yesterday who plagued his thoughts after that sweet kiss. His gut wrenched with guilt at realizing he didn't recognize her at all until the call today.

His ex girlfriend did visit.

And she gave him a tender kiss to haunt him with.

She had her cute little brown bob and sparkly blue eyes. He smiled almost instinctively to her, and she burst into a full smile. His chest felt aflutter, remembering the first time they locked eyes. She made him feel at home, it a weird way.

"Why are you so defensive about him?" Back to her inquistion. She always had a way of keeping the coversation on one topic for hours if need be.

"Did you call to say you psycho-analyzed me?"

"Well, partly. You did date me!"

Skwisgaar let out a scowl and a very loud, exasperated sigh. Of course she had. It had been her dream to get her doctorate in psychology when he met her.

"Look, Skwisgaar. This call was get closure. You keep reaching out for normal when you should be reaching out to your normal."

"And what is that for me, miss I-know-better-than-you?"

"It's Dr. Tori Skårsgard now."

"Okay, well. Congratulations, Dr. Tori. You're avoiding my question."

"No, you're avoiding the answer."

Skwisgaar felt a very familiar feeling of annoyance and exasperation rising in him. Why was it that every time he was asked to talk about himself, he got this combination of anxiety and annoyance? Was it just when he spoke to doctors? He didn't want his one and only ex girlfriend associated with the feeling of wanting to throw a tantrum so he trudged on in the conversation that frankly, he knew was going to come up at some point.

"Speak plainly. What is the answer?"

"We're both brunette, blue eyes. We seem to annoy you, based on your face there. I did try to say something, but you got very - !"

"Are you implying I dated you because you look like my co-worker, Tori?"

"Look, Skwisgaar. I'm not - !"

"Because I can assure you that I'm not attracted to him."

"It's not about being gay - is that really your concern?"

"No, my concern is that my ex is trying to tell me what my dick wants."

"It's not about that, it's about the fact that your henchmen brought me back from my flight back home - I was at the airport waiting - !"

"And what does that have to do with - !"

"It's lonely at the top!" Skwisgaar snapped his mouth shut, seeing his ex girlfriend scowl at him. He didn't notice the slowly growing annoyance in her features, her cute nose scrunched up and arms crossed. She looked pissed. Possibly because of the Klokateers trying to being her back so he could have fun with her again. He would have to give them raises later - finding her was probably no easy feat.

Then give them the boots, because that was entirely unnecessary of them to fetch her.

"You told me once that it was lonely at the top. But you've never let yourself see past your own stupid ego to see that you're not alone up there."

Skwisgaar was suddenly feeling like he needed to toss his phone out the window. This is what he gets, though, for having an ex-girlfriend. How the hell did Nathan do this?

"It's just - fuck. Skwisgaar, I'm just tired of this eating me up everytime I see your band stuff. I deserve closure, and my closure is having you admit that I was never going to be your equal in any space."

"You were never my equal. There."

"That includes admitting that you did this for your own selfish reasons. Even if it just happens to be a coincidence that I look like your coworker, I was never going to be good enough. If I was, I for damn sure was never going to suffice."

Skwisgaar had to subdue the urge to toss his phone.

"I did it for selfish reasons."

"Thank you."

"Why was it bothering you this much that you reached out to me?" Skwisgaar was hoping to turn the conversation around to her, since he was tired of being on the receiving end of these rather horrifying implications and questions.

"I... I 've been so upset with how it ended. I thought maybe... I thought you did care and I felt guilty becauseI didn't treat it, and you seriously. I feel - !"

"Would you like to try again?" Now it was her turn to snap her mouth shut. She looked confused and about all, offended. But as her eyes raked over the screen to see if he was serious, her face turned to one of suspicion.

"You're just asking me because you pity me."

"Maybe...I want to try normal again. You called me for closure. Let me find mine."

"You want to find closure by not ending ... us? Listen to yourself, Skwisgaar. You are not making sense. Find your happiness. It's not with me."

"You seem to think it's with my coworker... which it isn't by the way."

"Perhaps. Maybe it's with your band. Your friends and coworkers. Your found family?"

"...so is that a no?"

"I'm sure you're not used to rejection. But yes, I'm saying no."

"Not the first time I've gotten it, but it's the second time it's hurt."

"I'm sorry. For what it's worth, Skwisgaar, I'm never going to look at reclining chairs the same way, or hair ties, even the flannel you wore - !"

"I get it, Tori. I blew your mind."

She let out a bubbly giggle, her face tinged red. He smiled back at her. Maybe having an ex wasn't so bad.

"You're not alone at the top, you just didn't see the rest of your friends up there."

"I get it. I'm not meant to be normal."

"But it doesn't mean you can't enjoy normal things too."

[girls4etho]

big fan of casually sharibg weird stories in coversation. "yeah like when the mystery liquid dripped out of the pipes for a week" because thats normal

[ursbearhug]

In Legend of Keepers, every time you unit dies during the protecting of the dungeon it loses motivation. If it loses all of it, it gets burnt out and will become unavailable for certain time. To combat this, you can send it to garrison for a short time so it recovers or visit therapist as an event.

In the ascension mode, the game gets progressively harder by adding or taking away stuff. I have forgot about the change it made. In normal gameplay you go to have an armchair coversation for free for one motivation, or 2 motivation for an exchange; coin or tears.

Imagine my surprise when I walked in and it turned out there is no free option. I just stared at the screen incomprehensibly for a second and asked myself "Wow! No free healthcare? What am I? American?".