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p179, and that's the end of ch5! i will see you all really soon with a few tumblr message doodles and the public version of the valentines day special. i'm cooking a up few nsfw comics between chapters, though i am well into ch6 now, and patrons are gonna start seeing the first scene real soon.
man we're so far into the story now. it's amazing, i keep drawing and i keep chewing up script. ch6 is short (comparatively) at around 20 pages (with a short patron only/for purchase nsfw epilogue (i'm cooking lately)) and then after that ch7 will happen. and then ch8. and ch9. and, just, in a story structure sense, you guys get it. i have page 200 sitting on my ipad as a bunch of squiggles in four panels right now.
thank you all so much for reading along, everyone. i know i'm a... well... slow burn author doesn't feel like harsh enough a phrase. i really look forward to a time when i can read this back to myself when it's complete, i hope everyone else is having as much fun as i am slowly following the path from a to b. thank you so so much to my patron supporters, i really can't emphasize how much the monthly salary has helped me to be able to make more art and to make it faster and put more energy into it. i have to acknowledge that times have changed since i started, not just in terms of inflation but in light of the many more comics coming up for patrons, more hours put into the comics, etc. i will be raising the price of the subscription to $6 shortly. idk. when i'm over ch5 finally being published. the $3 price for current patrons will not change, as a thank you to those who joined so early i'd like everyone to keep their starting price as a policy. i may offer lower tiers for just nsfw/just early access/just postcards in the future someday.
life really tired to stop this cliff hanger, but i won't let it happen. i am, like, so excited for the upcoming chapters like they're gonna be beasts (except ch6 which is no beast, he's a sweet, sweet little angel in no2 dress service and he's a dream and a peach and he gets all the smooches (although admittedly the first scene has, like, such a frankenstein background collage i had to paint like 1/3rds of it in and i'll be damned if you can tell which part is shitty png, layered with like 15 detailed extra characters so idk maybe i just have backward facing euphoria cause that part's fucking finished and now it's just ghost and soap and uniform) but they'll be so worth it.
read the whole series at salemlinnet.com/domesticated
#soapghost#ghostsoap#simon ghost riley#john soap mactavish#ghoap#call of duty#ghost/soap#soap/ghost#modern warfare
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OTP rough sketches, idk if I'll ever finish. I'm a multi-shipper. I'd just like to state that for the record. I love me some good Sonamy, Sonadow, Sonshadamy, Silvonic blah blah blah etc. Honestly, as long as it's not anything illegal or creepy, then I either like it or am indifferent towards it. But of course, I have my OTPs and my personal headcanons. I am aware that some people won't SHARE my headcanons, and that's FINE! Anyways besides Shadamy being my OTP, here are my two other favorite ships, and the dynamics I like for them. There's more for Metilver bc they're a rarepair... I crave to RP them or write a story for them or something someday... </3
Metilver:
My headcannon for Silver (He/Him) is that he's constantly being told to chill out or calm down, and he's one crash out from leveling an entire city with an uncontrolled telekinetic surge. Overall, he's outwardly optimistic and gentle, inwardly, however, he's repressing a LOT of emotions, which is rather unhealthy, and he has memory issues because of it sometimes. He's also like- 1/4th Komodo dragon, and his spit is venomous. He has a mouth and he wants to kiss, but cannot kiss... Metal is the exception to this because he isn't organic. He's Demisexual.
My Metal Sonic (He/They) is selectively mute. He doesn't speak to anyone but Ivo (father), Sage (sister), Orbot (cousin), Cubot (cousin), Amy, and Silver. He 100% believes that he is the REAL Sonic, but also feels as though he is completely different from the blue blur as well. He was obedient at first, but during one of his inactive stages when Tails was repairing him, Tails installed a virus in his hardware that gave him more free will before setting him free. He listens to Ivo out of his own volition, and is morally neutral evil at best. Metal is very much Demiaroace.
Relationship-wise, Silver believes he can fix Metal and make him better, while Metal thinks he can corrupt Silver and turn him evil. Together, they even each other out, and Metal in return never tells Silver to "chill out" or "calm down". Silver is a yapper, and Metal is a listener. Although Metal is a robot and therefore cannot "love" he's incredibly fond of Silver, and eventually becomes loyal to only him after Ivo inevitably passes. Using his Neo form, he eventually uses his bio scan to make himself a bit more... "Organic" and learns that he does in fact, love Silver.
Knuxouge:
Rouge (PROUD She/Her) is an ordinary vampire bat, and discreetly drinks blood. She's an ordinary Morphian by... my AU standards, but she doesn't believe in all the purist interpecies ableist bullshit. She's Shadow's best wingman and has a sort of older sister bond with the edgie hedgie. She's Bi.
Knuckles (He/Him) is considered an Evomut in my AU because of his odd coat color, but isn't harassed too much because he's a massive dude who would willingly punch a bigot. He's very much a feminist and has a big brother bond with Amy. He loves her to death (platonically) and is very much an advocate for her. He's the straightest motherfucker in the group, but he's 100% an ally.
Rouge "wears the pants" in the relationship. She's a huge flirt to Knuckles, and at first both of them are dancing round each other like a lovesick war. Eventually, when they do get together, Knuckles absolutely adores Rouge, and Rouge absolutely loves Knuckles. They take care of the master emerald together.
#sth#sonic au#rouge the bat#knuckles the echidna#silver the hedgehog#metal sonic#knuxouge#metilver#my otp#i drew these because i was starved for metilver content#they're in the style of my headcannons for them#headcanon
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new ag historical releases, let's go!!!!
nanea
nanea's volunteer outfit is $36 and her care kit accessories are $40.
nanea got an outfit that is both cute and story-relevant (according to some other folks, i haven't gotten to her books yet)! that's pretty hype, man! this is a pretty cute fit - it comes in multiple parts (shirt, skirt with suspenders, and tie), which is a bonus, too. it's not 100% my style, but i'll definitely be picking it up at some point (i'll likely wait for a sale, though). the only thing i actively dislike is her bow barette. it's not that i think it's historically inaccurate or anything (i don't think it's inaccurate, but idk), i just am personally not a fan of plastic bows. that's fine though, i'll just replace it with a ribbon.
now, nanea's accessories on the other hand are OUTSTANDING. all the little items are so incredibly cute. my only wish would be for less plastic, and real leather instead of faux leather, but that ain't happening in this era of ag. i love all the little items, and i love that the flashlight really works! i'll definitely be picking this up.
maryellen
maryellen's 2-in-1 outfit is $36, her dinner accessories are $36, and her stove is $125.
maryellen received a new playsuit outfit, finally!!! i'm so excited to have more clothes for her that it looks like she can actually play in! it's really cute, too. it's not my favorite color scheme for her, unfortunately, but i can work with it. i still think her originally vacation playsuit and her strawberry outfit are superior (and suit her coloring better), but this is plenty cute.
her accessories and stove are cute enough, but just not for me. i don't really have anything else to say about them.
melody
melody's salon outfit is $36, her salon accessories are $40, and her salon chair set is $150.
melody's got pants! i love a historical outfit with pants, and this is no exception. once again, the color scheme isn't my most favorite, but it's still super cute. i'll definitely be getting it when i have a chance. i'm also just. so relieved that the poor girl isn't getting cubed. i was worried, with the lack of releases, but this makes me very happy to see.
her salon accessories are bit steep for having no complex pieces, imo. i'd be interested in having them for my melody, but if i don't get the chance to pick them up, it'll be fine. i don't do a lot of different haristyles on my dolls, so i'm not really the target audience here. i do love that the instruction booklet for the hairstyles is made to look like it's from the 60's as well. if this set goes on a major sale, i'll pick it up then.
i'm shocked and pleased that our girl melody got a major play set! it's a pretty cool set. those magazines are awesome, though it's a shame they're gated behind such a big ticket item. the hot comb is so fun. idk how this set will do, but i'm glad ag though melody was worth it. (kinda sad when that's surprising to me but. these are the times we live in.)
overall
i am very happy with this release! i think there's a lot here to please both kids and collectors. i can see myself picking up all of the outfits and most of the accessories at some point, given sales, reward points, gift certificates, etc. I'm not interested in the big ticket items or maryellen's cooking accessories, but that's fine. they aren't meant for me.
while i think all of the outfits are cute, they do follow the color scheme of recent ag releases: they all look a bit like they got run through a "pastel-izer" machine. i get that pastels are fun and cute, (and they likely sell well considering ag keeps doing em), but i'd love a bit more variety. i'm hoping it's a "springtime release" thing, and we might get some more saturated/deeper/darker colors on a historical release this fall or winter. honestly, im also just hoping we get ANY historical release this fall or winter.
things had been pretty quiet with historicals for quite some time before this drop, and tariffs are going to start kicking in sometime soon, so i am going to continue to expect the worst while hoping for the best.
in the end, this release is pretty great!
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03|05|2025
The original plan for today was to fix the notes I took during this week's lectures, but since the professor has not shared her ppts yet I didn't do that. I mostly need to read what she had in her presentations, because there were a lot of direct historical sources and I couldn't get all the useful infos down. I will be doing that on Monday morning before going to the lecture, if she has shared the material by that time. The next best thing would have been to start writing down notes for everything I read yesterday, but I was in the mood to read in the morning, so I decided to continue with that task. I don't think I'll struggle too hard to write notes down even if I have to go back. Additionally I really need to work with whatever kind of motivation I have in the moment. So even if it makes less sense compared to how I normally study I am trying to listen to myself a bit more, both when I need breaks, as well as when deciding what tasks I feel like I can work on.
today's tasks:
continued reading and underlining the book on Magellan
made little cards for each one of the ships that took part in the exploration, that way I can have a visual representation of who is doing what (it just makes more sense for my brain to have a visual, which is also why I am using a map to track the journey as i read about it. I plan on adding informations on the ship cards as I continue, updating who the captain is, and what individual explorations they do also I really like doodling ships idk why lmao)
listened to the first episode of re:dracula (oh, how I missed our dear friend jonathan harker) and also dracula's guest (I had read the short story year ago but I did not remember it at all, and I really liked this adaptation)
Irish on duo
#i also ended up taking the afternoon of because of the tired™#i just had no energies to do anything anymore and i am glad i took a break#studyblr#studyinspo#uniblr#university#uni blogging#productivity#studying#journal#journaling#knife gang#mine#the---hermit
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school doodle posting! :D
now playing : WATCH YO STEP — Joey Valence & Brae ♪



★ ramble under the cut!
the dallas drawing was a run back to my olden days back when i used to only use highlighters for drawings, i thought it'd be fun to give it another go — did NOT expect to like it so much, because i actually took a break from it for a while bc of how tiring it got. but I'm real proud of it :D
a lot of these drawings have come from over the span of the past few days, the dinner booth drawing being a little over three weeks old but i thought I'd show it off since i don't plan to make it digital unfortunately. i might in the future if i change my mind, but until then I'm happy with how silly it looks :3c
sneaking aj into my doodle post was a bit unintentional, but I haven't drawn him in FOREVER so i thought I'd do a lil sumn sumn... I'll probably do some more sketches of him with time, i have to get back in the hang of actually drawing him again 😭
the drawing of steve being beaten and bloody is OLD. like, two weeks old. i made it sometime around his birthday because i thought it'd be fun to draw him beaten up like he was on the sodablog, and i never really added onto it afterwards. the rest of the sketch is kinda cut off just... because,, yeah... it wasn't finished 💀
i have a few more drawings to show off but THOSE i am probably making digital, just because they're... idk they're needing of their own post i feel
i could've given the dallas drawing his own post, but nawww... he's just the star of the post! i really do miss using highlighters more frequently. i only drew that picture because i had a scrap piece of paper that had no purpose, so i was like "ykw??? drawing time." and it just somehow turned into dallas i guess 💀
I haven't been doodling as much since I've been working on bigger pieces back to back (and also most of the doodles i did do today were art requests which i posted with the asks that requested them) but either way!!!
the post is here!!! :D




#look at that big boy drawing wowie#a full printer paper for just dallas!#and then some smaller doodles for everyone else hehe#i just wanted to post these honestly#mainly since i have no other purpose for them other than just being fun doodles#i like sharing my art!!! what can i say!!!#maybe I'll make a digital rendition of the bigger drawings#but that's a big maybe#digital art has been frustrating recently#so we'll just have to see#the outsiders#dallas winston#sodapop curtis#twobit matthews#darry curtis#ponyboy curtis#johnny cade#steve randle#aj hawkins#the outsiders oc#the outsiders fanart#qpr johnnyboy#stevepop#dallypop
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[A sad violin song plays over an image of a sad hamster]
Pac: This doesn't have anything to do with me – I wear a blue sweatshirt, you're crazy, this mouse doesn't even have a sweatshirt, this hamster! [Reading chat] Am I a depressed hamster?
[ Transcript continued ↓ ]*
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Pac: Actually– that's fine! I embrace that idea – of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy? [He hits his desk, then starts counting off people on his fingers] Fit is gone, Richarlyson is gone, Ramon is gone, Bagi and Empanada who were always there when we were there are also gone, I haven't seen them! It's just me and Tubbo, and sometimes Philza shows up.
Pac: I lost Chume Labs, I lost the Favela, I lost Murder Mystery, I lost Ilha Chume Labs, it's crazy! Look at how much I've lost, and I've gained nothing! Of course I'm going to be depressed, are you crazy?! How am I supposed to be happy?!
Pac: [Reading chat] "You have us Pac," that's true, thank you. No, that's true, sorry.
* NOTE: Please note that this is an incomplete transcript, as I was primarily relying on Aypierre's translation mod at the time and if I am not confident of the translation, I do not include it. As always, please feel free to add on translations or message me corrections.
#Pactw#QSMP#Pac#March 18 2024#As much as I love keeping people updated about Pac / the other Portuguese-speaking creators#I think I might not make as many transcribed posts for their clips anymore#I just don't think I'm qualified enough to be transcribing things for a language I don't know#like yeah we have the Qlobal Translator and Aypierre's translators to rely on#And I'm always upfront when I'm not 100% sure about a translation#but I've been thinking about it a lot and it kinda makes me feel a bit icky. Idk.#I might be overthinking this but I just I don't want to spread around translations I'm not super confident about#esp. since I know a lot of people cite my clips in analysis posts or link them to other people as resources#and 90% of the time I'm like ''Hell yeah I love seeing people getting a lot of use out of the archive''#but sometimes I get a bit anxious like ''Did I do a good enough job translating this''#''Am I ruining someone's entire perception of a conversation or character because I left one word out or mistranslated something?''#And like I said that's normally not a HUGE concern since if I'm not certain about a translation I just won't post a clip. but you know#idk it might just be the anxiety talking but I really really don't want to spread bad info#Happy to hear other folks' perspective#I'm really grateful for people like Bell and Pix and others who translate clips and I always try to reblog those#but we don't have a ton of people posting clips & translating things on Tumblr since we're so English-centric#which is part of the reason WHY I like sharing clips of the non-English-speaking CCs#but at the same time I want to do an accurate job representing what they're saying#Maybe I'll just start posting things and give a TLDR context of what they're talking about but not a transcript#that way native-speakers can hop in and add translations if that's something they're comfortable doing#and if not then well. at least I'm not sharing something that isn't super accurate#idk I'm just thinking out loud a bit in the tags#But I'm open to hearing other people's thoughts on the matter#Anyways giant rant aside. q!Pac is NOT doing ok rn
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ghosts (part i of ????)
part two here
pairing: paddy x eoin; rating: M. slow burn.
this was the first time they'd had this conversation as eric and killian. but it was as if they'd had this conversation, many years ago, many times before.
(or, paddy mayne and eoin mcgonigal, reincarnated as eric love from 'starred up' and killian from 'angel'. they meet again, during the heights of the pandemic -- but they don't remember - until much, much, much later).
the next quack he saw after oliver was dr wilson, who was a no-nonsense scottish lady who struck fear more than deputy governor haynes ever did. she was young but wise for her years, with curly dark hair and spectacles and a soft dundonian accent. turned out she knew oliver baumer from some forensic psychiatry conference but it wasn't like eric to show that he's interested to know more. no, he didn't miss oliver, he said to her in their one-to-one session. he missed his dad, though.
--
seven years later, eric is allowed parole on the grounds of good behaviour. the world around him has changed, and so has he. is he fully rehabilitated? has that bloody posh quack oliver baumer cured him of his violence?
dr wilson told him she knew about haynes and cardew and the comings and goings of the previous corrupt prison regime. oliver blew the whistle and there had been a massive investigation and as a result, most of the inmates' cases were reviewed, including eric's.
'what would you do, then,' eric once asked, 'if you manage to rehabilitate me? then you'd be out of work, won't ya?' but now eric realized that there were worse evils out there in the world that subsumes the hearts of men.
subsumes.
ha.
there was once a time when eric would laugh in the faces of those who would use big words like that. but since he spent more time with tyrone, hassan, ashley, dr wilson, he'd started reading and expanding his vocabulary. he's even started reading poetry.
sublimation was a word he recently learnt. dr wilson was drawing a timeline of his life and a map of his thought processes and how he came to be the way he was. some things in his past can't be changed, she said, but the way he responds to things, can be altered.
neville died of stage four prostate cancer five months ago. dr wilson fought for eric to be allowed to attend his dad's funeral. he even has a social worker now, nate, who is about the same age as he is, but is a tall, strapping bloke from liverpool with a heavy scouse accent. they talk shite about football and how neither of their teams were doing well in the prem.
then oliver visited him in prison, only to tell him that he's moving to new brunswick. where the hell's new brunswick? nova scotia, oliver said. new scotland?
canada, oliver nodded. because he said they needed psychologists there and the nhs pay was shite and for all his pains oliver wasn't a saint.
jews don't have saints, eric said. oliver looked at him for a moment before they both broke into laughter. well, eric shrugged. you're a saint enough for me. you've performed a miracle. i don't punch people when they smile at me wrong now.
five months later his parole application was accepted and he was free.
except. two months later the whole country went into lockdown.
and this was how he met that irish waif, killian, with the dark curls and the dark eyes and the accent no one can understand, especially when he spoke, words swallowed underneath that blue mask that everyone's got to wear.
he never got to witness that wide, easy smile of killian's in real life, until six months later, but then, that's another story.
--
they met as hospital volunteers in south london, during the height of the pandemic. they both live two flats apart on the same floor, in the same council tenancy building, just ten minutes walk from st george's.
but they weren't friends, not straight away. there was nothing memorable about killian apart from that shocking mop of unruly curls on his head and that awful accent, though eric's learnt to keep quiet and let killian repeat himself several times to the staff and patients on the ward; 'it's killian with a k, not a c like cillian murphy,' he'd said, pulling at his ID badge and pointing at his name. 'this is how i look like under this mask, by the way,' he says, and the patients will laugh. it's a terrible photo, worse than eric's own prison mugshot.
they were wary of each other just as eric was often wary of strangers. he's sublimated enough by being kind to patients and their relatives on the wards -- he doesn't need to continue wearing the same mask with other people.
his new social worker, subodh, once chided him for this.
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everyone seemed to struggle with lockdown, but eric thrived. he's so used to isolation that he never ran out of ways to entertain himself.
the internet is a beautiful thing.
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he didn't realize who it was, not at first. eric has his allowances and benefits and saves them up -- he's got no need for new trainers or clothes; and even with food he's rationing them up like he did in prison, he's not a glutton for mickey d's or domino's or that chinese takeaway across the street.
but eric's got urges, sometimes -- an urge that started out as a curiosity, ever since he found out that neville and ashley were together.
the internet is a beautiful thing.
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eric's watched too many of those videos, now, but to say that he has a favourite or a type would be a stretch too far. he's even tried jacking off to them, but he couldn't even get hard -- not when all he could think about when he heard the men on screen moan was to think of ashley and his dad, together.
no.
he slammed his laptop shut (yes, the same laptop that he got for free from that scheme subodh signed him up for). he learnt how to use vpn. just because he spent his formative years in and out of prison doesn't make him a technological heathen.
but the next night he decided to watch some solo videos instead of acted porn, and this was how he ended up clicking on the profile of user @/cuchulainn1995.
he never shows his face, and despite the irish handle he speaks with an english (sussex?) accent. the first thing eric noticed is he's got a low, deep, growling voice, and such big hands, long beautiful fingers. one of the videos started with cu chulainn (that's how eric calls him now) wearing a white button-up shirt and slacks, but slowly he unbuttoned it and palms at his slacks, deft fingers unbuckling his belt. the hand motion on screen was slow, steady, confident. eric was utterly mesmerised by the way those hands floated across, like butterflies, as cu chulainn stripped down oh-ever-so-slowly.
he's wearing a lacy bra underneath the shirt, flat against his chest, and a lacy thong that could barely hold in his entire length. he's well hung, slim, but he hasn't even grown into his full girth yet, as he begins to pump himself through the lacy fabric.
against eric's will, he got hard too, as he watches this stranger tweaking his nipple under the bra and whispering filthy things about wanting to fuck a bad boy and wishing to destroy something beautiful. this man who talked of not wanting to be fucked, but to fuck. all while wearing that lacy bra and lacy thong that eric wanted to rip up with his teeth.
eric's never come so hard in his life.
maybe that's why all of those losers raided the tescos for toilet paper. for wanking to videos this good.
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killian's the one who approached him first, at the canteen, while eric was flicking through the copy of 'oxford book of war poetry' he found amidst the old magazine stacks of hello! and ok! in the nursing office.
the blt sandwich was a bit dry, and the coffee stale. this was eric's excuse for coughing up his food and spluttering them all over the table, when killian sat in the chair in front of him and asked, 'what passing-bells for these who die as cattle?'
'what the fuck?' was eric's only illustrious response.
'-only the monstrous anger of the guns,' killian replied, voice muffled under the mask. 'wilfred owen.'
'i prefer robert graves.'
'of course.'
this was the first time they'd had this conversation as eric and killian. but it was as if they'd had this conversation, many years ago, many times before.
killian tore up his roll and dipped it in his golden vegetable soup. he pulled down his mask and ate voraciously. like he hadn't eaten in months.
it was the first time eric saw killian's face, in full.
killian smiled, as he licked soup off his fingertips, inadvertently making kissy noises as his lips left each finger. 'i prefer yeats,' he said, oblivious.
eric tried not to stare, he really did. there was something about the movement that was so familiar to him.
but he couldn't place it.
he also thought, that birthmark on killian's left hand looked familiar too --
but surely not?
--
eric's throwing money he doesn't have to cu chulainn, subscribing to his live videos and in his head thinks that he's having a parasocial relationship with this faceless man with a beautiful body, like one of those marble statues the brits pilfered from ancient greece.
his colouring was dark, gingery, and eric wondered if they were as coarse as his own hair. eric wondered if he was as dark, or darker in real life.
in the busy chatbox filled with filthy comments from horny subscribers, eric once gathered the strength to type, 'if ur english why the name cu chulainn?'
eric watched the slight pause in the body language, face unseen from the neck above. and then, for a split second, the sussex accent switched to a soft irish lilt, 'who says i'm english?', and eric thought, 'i've heard this voice before.'
but eric forgot everything when cu chulainn started his show, and when he called his audience a 'good boy'.
eric thought it was a private message just for him.
--
they bumped into each other, at the aldi queue for the self-service checkouts, a metre apart. eric eyed the shite killian's got in his basket -- bananas, spinach, macaroni, yorkshire tea and a bar of dairy milk. eric eyed his own -- pot noodles, crisps, rich tea biscuits. then killian waited for him outside, humming mindlessly, a foldable umbrella in hand. it's started drizzling -- then raining, hard, unheard of for tooting, before walking up to their flat together.
eric pulled up his hoodie and made a point not to stand under killian's umbrella, although he's getting drenched like a wet soppy dog and killian called him out for it. 'stop being an eejit and get under the brolly,' he said, without raising his voice, and eric acquiesced.
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it's only natural that when the government announced that 'members of a household could be part of another household' as a 'support bubble', that eric became killian's.
and killian eric's.
subodh told him that it's good that he's found a friend, though under no circumstances did eric admit that killian was 'a friend'. they had nothing in common, he said. apart from the poetry and the football (why does he support liverpool? he's irish, for fuck's sake).
eric's been in killian's flat, which was a mirror image of his own, except that they were filled with the most bizarre trinkets when eric's was more spartan. killian never let him inside his bedroom, though, and eric's never pressed further.
killian grew herbs in his flat. a pot of chilli, too. there was a time when he grew up on a farm, he'd said, and everything he ate was from the land around him, because he learnt how to grow them. he learnt how to forage in the wild, he learnt how to slaughter animals. he's good with a machete and an axe too, he'd said, before he realized he'd said too much and fell silent.
this was when eric knew that there was more beyond the softness of killian's visage - there were dark secrets there, hidden behind those eyes, underneath those long, dark lashes.
eric spent more time at killian's flat than at his, since the support bubble rule was introduced. killian can cook. and for some reason, despite saying that he's living on benefits too, he's got subscriptions to all the streaming services and has the latest games on his ps.
eric wondered where he got the money from.
--
it didn't take long for him to find out.
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in eric's defense, it was killian who told him to fetch his phone charger from the bedroom.
killian's bedroom, which for the past three months had been off limits to eric, because the door was always shut and killian had never invited him in, not even for a casual 'this is my room' tour. boundaries. if there's one thing he's learnt from oliver and dr wilson and the likes of 'em, it's to learn how to respect people's boundaries.
it's the grey wall and the bedspread that caught eric's eyes first. his first thought was, surely not. his second thought was, surely not.
it wasn't as if there were toys splayed across the room for eric to see. the room was pristine, unlike the mess that was the living room, but eric had just seen one of cu chulainn's videos yesterday and this was where he had sat.
and the laundry basket was in the corner of the room. there was no weird smells, no bras, no lacy thongs - but he noticed the slacks and the white button down shirt. killian had never worn slacks and a white shirt to work, he was always in his casual stripey t-shirt before he changes into scrubs, and then, oh then, there's his belt.
the belt.
the images of killian's fingers, on the ps controller, or when he picks up a brown roll and dips it into soup during lunch hour, come rushing back. the birthmark on the back of killian's left hand, as he unbuckles his belt and unzips his slacks and touches himself. the way his knuckles disappear as he works his fingers up into himself.
and he hears killian's irish lilt, now, in cu chulainn's forced english voice. eric realizes now that he's one of the men who's paid for the way that killian's living.
eric doesn't feel anger. he doesn't feel panic. he's floating, in this room, because he's always seen it through the pixels of his laptop screen, but never like this. he doesn't even know whether he wants to hate killian or hate himself, because at the end of the day eric was the one who had been searching for it, again and again, like a man obsessed; addicted. killian was just there, doing his thing.
killian had been here, last night, doing his thing. and eric had fantasised of doing more, imagined that he could be touched the same way, on this very same bed. eric leans down and touches the ikea bedspread, clean - it's as if killian's washed all the stains off of it from last night, and the room itself smells woody, citrus-y. it smells like killian.
it smells nice.
killian barges in and asks what's taking so long, wooden spoon in hand, flour dust on his nose and cheeks. he's attempting to make sausage rolls from scratch, he says.
eric's eyes glaze over, like he's neither here nor there. he only ever had sausage rolls from greggs and his own mum was a terrible cook, so homemade pastries were out of the question.
the phone charger is still plugged in at killian's bedside, where he's dumped his camera and lighting equipment in a storage box. eric pretends not to see it, and hands the phone charger to killian, careful not to let their fingers touch.
'you ok?' killian asks, concerned.
'yeah,' eric lies. 'it's just that, i've never been in your room before. it's nice,' he says --
-- which isn't a lie.
killian softens, as he tilts his head to one side and squints at eric. 'aye, because you never asked, ya daftie.'
it's almost fond.
--
some nights eric will wake up, alone in his bed, grouching. he remembers the night he was about to be executed by the prison guards, to make it look like he's hung himself, before neville saved him.
he dreamt of walking out of prison, with no one to greet him but a dreary, empty council flat near tooting broadway.
some nights, eric will wake up, alone in his bed, grouching. but this time, he doesn't remember that night when he was about to be executed the prison guards, to make it look like he's hung himself, before he ended up walloping all of them, before walking out into the hot desert sun.
he dreamt of walking out of prison, but this time killian is there, saying, 'the dead arose and appeared to many,' -- except this isn't killian and he isn't eric, and eric struggles to remember the name of this man who looks so much like killian and yet just isn't.
his mannerisms are still the same, though, from the way he stretches and yawns and grins like a cheshire cat, and he is as generous with his touches as killian was. this man laughs at his unfunny jokes about sweating in hospitals and nightclubs and getting someone's goat, and serves him soup from the gazelle that eric-who-is-not-eric has allegedly shot.
killian-who-is-not-killian smiles, as he licks the soup off his fingertips, inadvertently making kissy noises as his lips leave each finger, and eric thinks, oh.
oh.
--
paddy, he says.
eric wakes.
--
at lunchtime, killian shows him an empty notebook that one of the elderly patients had gifted him, on late shift last night. it's worn and battered, faded ink on the yellowed pages.
'she stopped me in the corridor and told me i had to have it,' he says, 'and then she was gone.'
'which ward was this?' paddy asks. 'maybe she's just a bit off, ya know, with delirium.'
'aye, it was off rodney smith ward,' killian nods, before leafing through the pages again, carefully.
a note falls out.
'from paddy, to eoin,' killian reads out loud, squinting to make out the words.
'eoin,' eric says, weighing the word on his tongue, before deciding that he enjoys the way his lips have moved, the way his throat has closed, to form the lovely sound ringing between them.
'paddy,' killian agrees.
--
'so, the sand of the desert couldn't keep your soul buried, eh eoin?'
--
killian thinks, when he was growing up, his real da used to say: 'coincidence was god's way of being anonymous.'
but this isn't what he chooses to believe.
he believes it's more like poker: life won't always give him easy hands, but it'll be down to killian how he chooses to play it.
so he chooses to believe that it was out of his own free will that he chose to sit at that table and quoted wilfred owen at eric love.
he chooses to believe that it was out of his own free will that he chose to wait outside aldi in the pouring rain, umbrella in hand, to walk eric love home.
he chooses to believe that it was out of their own free will that they became friends, despite the dreams that he had been having lately: of quiet conversations in flimsy tents, of secret trysts under the desert moon.
'when it was the desert, and you, and me,' killian thinks --
only those words weren't his, nor were they eoin's, but from a fragment of eoin's soul that paddy's carried with him.
from egypt to sicily to normandy.
from dublin to ballymena to newtownards.
and now, to fucking tooting, of all places.
how poetic.
--
he couldn't find the woman again. she was, he thinks, not of white-european descent, and her accent was foreign, but killian had thought nothing of it when she handed him the notebook--
-- and disappeared.
the nurses had never seen her before, when killian attempted to describe her. and with everyone wearing masks, it became even harder to identify who killian was talking about, and the nurses looked at killian as if he was still hungover from whatever he'd smoked the night before.
killian will call her 'eve', he thinks,
and the notebook his forbidden fruit,
these phantom memories are akin to a serpent.
'take a bite,' they call out to killian;
-- and so he does.
this way, at least, he'll live.
--
tbc.
part two here
#paddy x eoin#paddy mayne#eoin mcgonigal#sas rogue heroes#eric love#i wrote this in the middle of a chest infection and not sleeping and i don't know if i'll ever finish it#i too am delirious and it probably shows in the prose#one day when i have regained my sanity i will reread this and clean this up and post it to ao3#i urge you to at least watch 'angel' to get some of the references about why killian is the way he is#and also 'starred' up to get the prison references because some events which happened to eric in the film was reminiscent#of what also happened to paddy in the show#before anyone asks i'm not a londoner and idk i just like writing to wax romantic lyrical about the stops on the northern line
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I'm still working on this btw. Chipping away at it one little panel at a time 🥲
#'I'm just gonna make a short little prologue comic' I say as the short little prologue comic becomes a 50 pages long chapter zero#CRYING kicking and screaming 😭🫠💀#BUT I am committed to finishing it ☝🏻I'm drawing all of these pages even if they look like ass at the end#I'll be drawing it. coloring it. writing dialogue(WISH ME LUCK). everything.#this is for sure the biggest project I've ever taken on jfjcjckkfk#the biggest thing I've ever committed to w my art was. idk. I think the 250 boxes challenge??#which took over a month to complete w me drawing at least a few boxes every day#now w this one it's me trying to draw at least a few panels every day. or every other day when I'm working on commissions#it's been fun yk all things considered#even tho sometimes it's daunting that there's so much to do#I also get super excited to see it finished#honestly it'll be an attempt. I'm sure that even if it's not perfect at the end#there'll be parts of it that I'll love and be proud of <3#sleep.txt#sketch tag#ship: viper#I'll probably post it when I'm done#(which will probably take a couple of months still sdjfhsdkhfs)#still thinking abt How I'm going to post something with this many pages 💀 but I'll figure something out#preferably something that doesn't become a giant long post on the dash 🫠
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#ok finally making a post about meds#I've not ever tried taking medication before. I was sorta raised with that classic 'dont rely on meds you have to learn to manage without'#I mean I was also raised with the idea that therapy is stupid unless you have 'real' trauma. and also like idk.#can't stay home from school unless your temp is over 100 or you're throwing up. etc. very suck it up mindset#so I was just really nervous to start. also of course worried about losing myself or whatever I know that's a silly fear but#it's also a common fear for a reason!!! anyways#so I finally was like 'I need to do something' when I realized I was so anxious I couldnt even get myself to go outside alone#like I just don't want to do ANYTHING alone to a detrimental effect. and it was butting into my ability to do my work...#for various reasons. but then ALSO adhd has been a constant issue with my work as well!#it is SO hard to write and draw on a weekly pace like I am without being able to focus#my whole life I've had these terrible nightmares constantly and I've always woken up constantly in the night#sleep has always been terrible so I've always dreaded going to bed.. ESPECIALLy because it didnt even make me less tired#it was more something that I just did because I had to.#but going to bed was always terrible. there have been times I was too scared to go to sleep for weeks on end...#I've been mitigating this for years of course. and recently I've been taking melatonin which has been helping too.#but I've also always struggled to get up. because I've always been EXTREMELY exhausted#but also anxious of what the day might bring... idk.#anyways it has all hit a point that I was like okay. I am doing as many coping mechanisms as I can. the psych said they were good too#but... it just has never been enough. it's never been enough to make me not tired it's never been enough to make me not scared#so I finally talked to the doc about it. and she was like youve def got smth wrong basically. which yah I know.. but yknow#anyways so I started taking wellbutrin. and I am so frustrated now. because it's WORKING#that constant looming sense of dread is gone. I'm excited to get up. I'm excited to go to bed BECAUSE I'm excited to get up#I feel like for years I've been holding on to the idea that I have to get up because I have to put something good out into the world#and I've been clinging to knowing that if nothing else. I am able to help other people feel better.#but now for the first time in my life I'm like. free of it. I didnt even know it was possible... and I'm so sad how much I've lost out on#and so frustrated how my whole life I've been told to put up with it and push through it. and treated like a failure for it being too much.#and just. It has only been 2 weeks. but the lack of anxiety is SO noticeable I'm so...#I'll never miss it. the adhd is still pretty present but like whatever. I can manage that better.#and I'm just crying because of all this combined.#I just. I hope I get to finally be the best I can be now. for myself but also for you guys!
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nobody wants to live in my beautiful world with me where the items you make at the end of this quiz are actively malicious and fucked up. on the one hand i literally never said it was metal. on the other hand if you put a bunch of blood into stone and wood and ended up with a metal ring that started changing shape on its own then it's probably got some other issues that might make it difficult to cut it don't you think? "stone and wood and blood don't make a ring" buddy at what point in your time in this workshop that had a literal magic wand in it did you think it was going to be rooted in reality. do you want me to tell you It's A Cursed Magical Ring? kill all the fun and mystique of it? where's your fucking whimsy
#so fucking silly when people complain like this on my quizzes. baby you took the rest of the quiz. idk why you were surprised by the result#walks into the poem uquiz. does the poem questions of the poem uquiz. gets upset that the answer of the poem uquiz is poetic#maybe my ass is getting trapped in the narrative when you would just walk out but at least i would be a gorgeous compelling character#i know that little poem uquizzes are never going to please everyone. i have to constantly tell myself this#as i'm trying to write in things with like. plausible deniability to soothe the cynical masses.#however. damn bitch literally who asked lmao#i agree you are not the target audience <3 i don't think this makes you particularly special though <3#it is absolutely not necessary for me to get heated at this kind of thing. i'll do it this one time as a treat though lmao#you guys cannot imagine how strong i am getting these kinds of comments on my writing and not posting about it...#i am god's most beautiful resilient soldier all the time for real...#valentine notes#workshop quiz#ALSO. I KNOW SOME PEOPLE HAVE NEVER MADE A UQUIZ.#EACH QUESTION ANSWER HAS A RESULT ATTACHED AND AT THE END IT TALLIES UP WHICH RESULT YOU GOT THE MOST OF.#IT'S NOT A DIRECT CHOOSE YOUR OWN ADVENTURE. IT AVERAGES OUT INTO SOMETHING.#CHOOSING SPECIFIC INGREDIENTS DOES NOT GUARANTEE A SPECIFIC KIND OF RESULT. I DON'T CONTROL THINGS THAT CLOSELY.#IT'S A UQUIZ I DON'T GET TO ENSURE THAT EVERYONE WHO CHOSE STONE GETS A STATUE... CHRIST...#i knewwwww people would bitch about that when i made the quiz. still annoys me though lmao
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Trying to get my hands on more ToriChia and you're telling me that in order to know their birth months I have to buy the special edition of this volume and to see them sharing an umbrella I have to buy the special edition of ANOTHER volume???? LIKE HELLO WE ONLY HAVE 2 MAIN COUPLES IN SiH MANGA YOU'RE TELLING ME TO GET MORE TAKARITSU TO HAVE MY TORICHIAS????
JUST GIVE US MORE NOVELS OR AN ANTHOLOGY OF THE BONUSES ATP DAMN 😭
#like ik that its hard being a domestica fan financially but i didnt realize its THIS bad 😭#like sorry ngl im not really as interested in SiH's main storyline as much as I am in JR#like if get more usamisa story that comes with domestica i'll go yippee#but idk ig i got bored of takaritsu somewhat dragging it this long despite everything happening in only a year#when theres already so much progression on other couples' sides#like yukina already graduated met kisas brother earned his first salary and moved closer to kisa#i still enjoy watching over yukisa and i do want their parents to meet#which atp highley likely to happen than us getting a glimpse of ritsu's family#like i DONT hate nostalgia but the slowburn doesnt pander to me#not when in romantica we already finished takahiros arc#like the difference of progress is insane 😭#nakamura might have gotten to trigger happy to spam us with rivals after yokozawa in nostalgia#like what was the point of haitani really#not to mention the lack of merch for other couples#and this series only has 4 couples#sekaiichi hatukoi#sih#ended up rambling but god i need yall to understand how financially inefficient this is as someone who lives overseas#its not even an enjoyable hunt bc its a requirement basically#i need mentao compensation#sumi and takayashiki one night stand is what i require
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OH MY GDD I FORGOT TO TELL YALL MY WIFE CAME HOME YESTERDAY AND JUST. WOOP. PICKED ME UP LIKE NOTHING. AND THEN DID IT AGAIN LIKE 20 MINUTES LATER AGAIN LIKE NOTHING.
#bunny rambles#she is so strong 😵💫😵💫😵💫😵💫#and admittedly ik she's been able to do this for a while cus she can throw me & ppl larger than me around in sex easy#but also like!!! i get so easily spooked when people touch my sides/waist/wrap their arms around me and my default response is to usually#throw myself on the floor but between the grief and sick and all i just. relaxed into her touch#this is a big deal for meeee i rarely let people touch me in ways where i can be manipulated physicallyyyyyy bc i so nervyyyy#yes this is why i like cnc so much. frankly cnc is like... my favorite bc i want sex often but im actually really bad at receiving touch and#cnc (whether it be intox or rape/molest play or somno etc etc) is a form of play that makes sex a lot easier bc my little white dog can have#its little freak outs without us having to Stop Completely. and i love that there is kink/play forms that allow me to be my flawed little#self and NOT feel like im letting whoever im with down bc. they're into it.#the relationship between my trauma and kink is i do kink play in Spite of my trauma btw. i fawned mostly with the experiences growing up so#being allowed to fight back is really nice. g-d i love my wife so much. when we met we started as fwb and she heard me out when i was like#hey look I'm real into u and im very carnally attracted to you and also if we take it any further with you touching me (she ate me out in#the backseat of her car our first hang out 😵💫 never let anyone do that b4 her) im gonna cry and she was like “okay! thats okay!” and we#got to have beautiful sex and i got to pleasure her and then we sat together and she let me just cry it out (bc its not something i can#control. its not me its the kid) & it turns out if im given the space to cry a couple times in vanilla settings when adjusting to new touch#I'll not only Stop but become a beloved sex pet. also this is why i say im rarely seeking and dont like pickup play as much bc i am forced#to only top in most circumstances which is fun and all but i do desire being touched also yk? and shes the only person whos ever really been#THIS patient with me. and it makes me happy that i was finally able to explore and embrace#my sexuality and desires and sexy fears and like. yeah. idk. big ramble of many topics < 3
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i've been bitching and moaning less abt the writing process lately bc i think i've gotten past some of the pain and agony that comes with being entirely new to things and am at a point where i'm still painfully aware of how far i have to go but at least i am now able to Get More Words on the page abt it
#keyword there is think though i don't believe i am out of the doghouse quite yet but. things are not as difficult as they once were!#it also helps i think that i'm overall more familiar with the characters/story at this point so i'm plodding along...going places...#very much the writing is Functional but not Pretty right now#idk if i ever like. mentioned my Plan but i'm writing out the first draft organized fully chronologically then when i go to edit/ write#write the second draft i'll actually mix the parts semichronologically like i intend the final story to be#THEN hopefully that second draft will be the thing i can get people to tear apart via beta reading#which thinking abt this all it all seems like such a long way off....but! i gotta at least try! bc no one else is gonna write this#damn story!!!!!! let's fucking go!!!!!!!!!!#behind the scenes
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Hey, probably a question you have heard a thousant times. But what is the best way to get into any of the fiber arts? Books? Youtube? Actual people teaching you? (and if so how in the hell do you find them)
I started crochet and knitting but I pretty much can't get out of the basics, I can't managed to finish something that I have started cuz I always get frustrated that it's starting to look bad...
Hi! That's actually a really good question. Unfortunately (or maybe fortunately, depending on how u look at it) the only way to get any better at fibre crafts, is to keep doing them. Practice really does make perfect. There is no book or video tutorial or in-person teacher that holds the one ultimate secret that will make you Good At Crafts. All of these can be valuable resources if you struggle to understand how to do a specific thing; you can be taught stitches, and how to read charts, and such things. But the only way to really learn is to practice.
This is because there are more skills involved in crafting than just knowing how to do certain stitches. Confidence, patience, frustration tolerance: you can't learn that from tutorials. These are essential skills that you need to build. And the best way to build them, I'm afraid, is to actually finish the damn thing. Even if it has mistakes. Even if it "looks bad". You need to learn how to tolerate imperfections, if you ever want to get anything done.
Now that doesn't mean you should bully yourself. If you get easily bored and frustrated, leave the scarves and sweaters for now, and start small. Potholders, dishcloths, scrubbies or coasters are all projects that finish up quickly and yield usable objects, even when they are not perfect. If you never allow yourself the dopamine rush of Fuck Yeah I Made That, how do you expect yourself to build up the resilience to stick through the parts where it is slow and difficult and makes your fingers hurt?
Here are Ravelry searches for free dishcloth and potholder patterns.
Of course that doesn't mean you should only do those projects. You can do whatever you want. The most important thing is to teach yourself that you can have success, and the only way to do this is to successfully make things.
Also, it should always be fun. If it's not at least a little bit fun, maybe the technique isn't for you. This is also an important skill to develop: To learn when to stick through a bout of frustration, and when to abandon something.
There is a very steep learning curve. But you can and you will get there. I believe in you, and I also believe that what "looks bad" to you is perfectly fine.
#do you think i am perfect? no!#i dont make flat sweaters because my tension is shit#i cant do colourwork for the same reason#but yk what? who cares!#its okay to make mistakes and be imperfect its fine#learn to be patient with yourself#and also frogging something is fine too you need to enjoy the process of making#not just having the finished object#idk thats probably not what you want to hear anon but its the only advice i can give#this post was brought to you by that hat i am currently crocheting which i started over 4 times and ripped back a significant portion of#4 times more#its fine. its literally fine. i'll get there when i get there.#but thats the kind of frustration tolerance you need to build and for this you need to start out small#anonymaus#message#crafts
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thinking about the person i could have been if i tried a little harder to find my own way
#probably the thing i am resenting my parents for right now is how good they were at convincing me#not to pursue any career paths other than the ones they laid out#every time i was like hey this seems interesting should i check it out? they would be so quick with the#do you care enough about it to stake your livelihood on it? to do it for your whole working life?#and obviously 8 yo 12 yo 14 yo 17 yo 18 yo me would get terrified and go no sorry and just not look into anything further#supposedly this is the safe option but everything i do feels meaningless#all of the jobs in this field seem meaningless#the job market in this field right now is dog shit and I'm fighting like hell for positions that just make me sad to think about#but every time i think hey what if i tried another thing#now my brain shuts me down with the do you care enough about it to stake your livelihood on it#your whole life on it#and the answer is no and it's gonna be no for a long time i bet#don't know if I'll ever find my way out of it#told my roommate's boyfriend about my general dispassion for pretty much everything in life#he asked me if I'm even a person#which feels very true#i feel like this path I've followed if i keep following it#I'm not going to be a person i can be proud of#i know it's really early in my life to say but#idk if it's nature or nurture or my own damn fault but all the ambition has been weaned out of me and I've been getting just surviving#i just wish i got told more you can be whatever you want to be :)#instead of whatever you'll do you'll be good at so do what makes money and push your hobbies to the side you can do them after you retire#your mom likes this and you're good at it so you'll like it too it'll make you money this is the best thing#the other thing is harder and doesn't make as much money don't do that you won't like it that much i bet#when i was younger#maybe I'd be struggling more but I'd be really happy and fulfilled#or maybe this is genuinely the best timeline and eggs who tried to pursue art hates it now#maybe I'd be really stupid at all the other things i gave a passing glance at#eggsistential speaks#tag rant
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can I be so open and vulnerable with you guys. the card I was given from people at my old office was sincerely so nice and really validating but also I feel like the main impression I left other people with was "she's really nice" WHICH IS GOOD, I DO WANT TO BE KNOWN AS NICE but also part of me is like... should I maybe strive for "innovative" or "creative" or "a go-getter" because being The Nice One just feels a little mealy-mouthed of me y'know?
#I think there is something to be said here for being so averse to conflict and also such a control freak that I spend incalculable energy on#making other people happy/comfortable/cool-with-me so on and so forth#like this has been a problem in past friendships too as I've grown up#and I've noticed it even online like sometimes I'll have A Take and I won't post it because I don't want to be negative about something#that someone else may like or whatever#which is GOOFY because some of my favorite people are those with strong personalities (bc it's a CLEAR VIEW of that person's personality!!)#and yet here I am like "tee hee I'm so nice everyone likes me because I'm nice anyway when I look in a mirror all i see is a blank wall''#lol y'know? and like no I certainly express opinions and express emotions other than Just Being Happy#and also any waylaid attempts at being so neutral as to not offend people uhhhhh don't work. ask me how I know#(I know because people have hated my guts on the internet before lol)#so it's like: this performance is truly for no one but yourself AND!!!! *AND* it's not even good for you because you might not actually be#being your authentic self#anyways I'm afraid to be a hater and also I'm afraid people won't like me so I try hard to make them like me#and THAT leads to me getting a very nice card about how everyone likes me and me inevitably going: but do they know and like the REAL me#lololololololol that's so goofy#anyway kids be yourselves#also what can I say I derive great pleasure from trying to be the nicest person a cashier interacts with on a given day so#idk there's a middle ground to be struck therein and I'm still navigating it
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