#a lil glitchy but it works alright

[gotta-bail-my-quails]

if you have gotten to the point where these short form videos feel like brain poison, you can straight up just remove youtube shorts with this filter for ublock origin

https://christitus.com/remove-youtube-shorts/

if you are on mobile you can use the firefox browser (idk about other browsers) and add the webpage to your homescreen (on android anyway). or yknow. just use other video streaming apps

alright if youre gonna scroll tiktok, or youtube shorts, or instagram reels, or whatever the FUCK. here are the fucking rules:

if its a robot voice speaking over a gameplay/"satisfying" video, SKIP!

if its a clip from a movie/tv show, SKIP!

if its a dumb meme compilation, SKIP!

if its a voiceover compilation of memes, SKIP!

if you hear a fucking ai generated voice at all, no matter how interesting it looks, SKIP!!!

if its a cooking video without a recipe thats just glorified food porn with enough jump cuts to make you nauseous, SKIP!!!!!!!!

stop fucking watching shit you dont want to watch. this is mainly for me, but like.. figured id post these rules. im fucking sick of having an algorithm that thinks i want content that can be pumped out i 30 seconds tops. short form content can be good, there are very funny people, and people with original ideas. FIND THEM!!!! DONT WATCH STUPID FUCKING BULLSHIT!!!!!

[astracora]

A Mandated Holiday Break - Chapter 1

Characters: Sylus x gn!mc (poly lads)

Warnings: None

Word Count: 779

Written: 21st December 2024

Notes: This is the first fanfic I've posted, it's not proofread, I don't know how many chapters there will be. Pray for me. Post-relationship Sylus/MC-centric but poly LADs, with my personal pov of the game and lil headcanons littered in.

Chapters: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11

Masterlist AO3

It's one thing to take their government mandated holidays, as a hunter. It feels wrong, they know they need to take time off. People need breaks. If they don't rest, they fray. As a hunter, being sloppy means letting someone get hurt.

They know that.

Still... they've never been good at taking time off. It was easier with their family around, if Caleb hadn't dragged them home occasionally, they'd have burned themselves out frequently.

Now they just face the disapproving looks of their dear doctor... who is far less enthused, but far too professional to do any dragging.

It's another thing when their favourite captain tells them to go home because they look like shit. Alright, maybe not in that many words, but the sentiment was there. They try to imagine Jenna cursing and while it feels right, they also feel like they've seen something they really shouldn't.

She's right though, they muse. Dark circles, clothing tattering, ache in limbs.

If they'd been asked when they last took a holiday... well they couldn't answer.

Tara nudges them, warm smile on her face, "I'll text you. Go sleep." And with a warm hand on their back, she pushes them towards the door.

They're tempted to look for Xavier to say goodbye for the day, but it's late and he could be anywhere. (Though they're willing to bet he's stolen a break room for a nap.)

Instead they leave the Hunters Association, standing in the street below, staring up at the holiday decorations lining the street. It's cold enough that their teeth chatter...

And they come face to face with the loneliness of being stood here, an empty home and the knowledge that all their loved ones are still busy, working, wrapping everything up.

They could go visit Zayne, but he's got such an important job they don't want to intrude. (The voice in their head that sounds a bit like his tries to remind them they could never intrude.) They could message Xavier, but if he's finally resting they'd had to disturb him. (They never could, he's pleased whenever they spend time with him or join him for a nap.) They could go check in on Rafayel, but he's preparing for an exhibit and they don't want to break his creative flow. (How could they when they're his muse? The reason he found purpose in a paintbrush again.)

Instead they stand and stew and struggle. Internally debating how much they can exist in a space, before a caw snaps them out of their shuddering. Arms wrapped around them through the too thin coat, not at all built for the snow and chill.

Mephie perches on their shoulder, his red eyes gleaming. They're hit with the strange feeling that the robot bird knows and sees far more than he should, before the non metal feathers puff up, snuggling into the crook of their neck.

In seconds all the tense strain in their limbs ease up, and they breathe out a long exhale. "Hey." They manage, forcing their teeth to stop chattering and their smile comes gently.

They're unsure if it's for the birds benefit, or for his owner, but they realise it doesn't matter. Both bring unrivalled comfort.

Their new companion, caws again, tone deaf and glitchy, before clacking his beak at them. Extending his foot, a small message tied to it.

Why Sylus doesn't send them messages in any normal way, they'll never understand. He enjoys phone calls, texts them constantly, but whenever he wants to be dramatic, in flies Mephisto with a letter or a note, on a blaze of feathers and metal.

Gently, they untie it, patting the pretty bird's head as they do so with one hand.

He preens and coos at them happily, glitchy static and very real pleasure at their attention.

'You have time off. I'm booking it for the week.'

They'd question how he knows, but he always seems to know. They should find it creepy, but they've since learned if he doesn't watch their back constantly, people who want them hurt do.

Perhaps they've grown too soft on him, his attentions, his affection, his constantly presence, but they find it more soothing than unnerving.

Still. They would like to know how many ways he's keeping track of them.

If only for the curiousity lurking under their skin, one of the traits he teases them for.

"I guess you're my accompaniment then Mephie?" The bird puffs up, proud and preening, and he looks far too much like his prideful master for a moment for them to not chuckle. As their guide kicks up into the sky, flying off, they follow him a little lighter.

[phlurrii]

Alright, ALRIGHT, I’VE ALMOST GOT IT DANGIT I ALMOST *HAVE* IT. So everyone analyzing the edgy Noe animation bust out our notepads and cork boards because I have INFO TO SHARE.

Okay, so, we’ve already got the first captive of Noe established: Dialga, the Temporal Pokemon.

The next captive is hard AF to freaking see, but if you zoom in enough you see the anti-matter space worm snake dragon thing known as Giritina, the Remegade Pokemon

So Noe captures both the god of controlling Time and the personification of antimatter, two of the 3 creation trio.

As for the one he is facing…let me just say…the lack of images of legendary pokémons’ backs made this borderline maddening because I STILL CANNOT SAY FOR CERTAIN, **BUT** I believe the one whom Noe wishes to be is actually the space Barney known as Palkia, the Spatial Pokemon.

I ONLY GOT A SIDE VIEW BUT I THINK ITS CLOSE OKAY? It’s not Meau, that’s for sure, and I really don’t think it’s Arceus based on the head shape but it might just be a perspective issue.

Now, the only powers we’ve seen know use are appearing from the shadows and duplicating items (berries and tea), and we know he deals with “errors” (which could mean a lot of things physics-wise) but not ghosts (which are incorporeal and thus lack matter). So, despite their appearance, they may be more connected to Palkia than we may have been lead to believe.

Palkia is known to have powers to warp space, travel to faraway places or other dimensions, connect dimensions through dimensional portals, DESTROY SPACE ITSELF, and even be able create a new universe BY ITSELF or with Dialga. And, unlike a glitchy Noe, it is said that space becomes MORE STABLE with Palkia's every breath.

The implications this holds are wild and not fully understood. Was their role originally like Palkia’s but something went wrong? Did Giritina create Meau as an attempt to make something like Palkia and/or Meau to create and later populate its own universe with its own kind of pokemon but something went terribly wrong? It’s very hard, and might even be too early to say what the source of this identity crisis is for Noe, especially since he isn’t directing it at Meau, but what do y’all think?

Why did Noe need to take control of time and antimatter? Why Palkia? Where’s Arceus when his kids are fighting like this? I know the truth will be revealed eventually, but I love playing around with the ideas for what it may be.

Roll OUT the red carpet you have NAILED IT.

Noe is indeed holding Dialga on his left and Giratina on his right, while facing down Palkia. Why he is doing it, what he wants from Palkia, what his motivations are, what brought him to this point, where Arceus is, where Meau is, and everything else about this situation will be revealed in Noe’s eventual origin arc! But both you and @givemeuniversalcrossovers guess this correctly! With @mel-the-pirate breaking down that first gate with the Dialga guess! Good job you three ;0! Also everyone else who sent in theories, ya’ll each got tidbits here and there correct, genuinely impressed by it!

Given I purposely doodled that animatic to be misleading as all heck, round of applause and head pats to everyone ;D! As I get closer to moving I’ll probably slow down a lot on the story till everything’s sorted, but we’ll be spending some quality time with Mewtwo and the mews for a bit! Then once I’ve established everything I wanted too, we’ll move on to Noe’s arc and ya’ll will finally get your answers! But I’ll still drop lil animatics of him here and there to feed the flames, as well as continue to sprinkle hints throughout. A lot of Noe’s arc is being sketched on and worked on alongside the current story as otherwise it’d take forever to actually get out lol

[lexijaynex]

🪸DAY 17 (9/29/23)🌊

I’m online now, it’s 3:45am. Going to cam for two hours, take a break and get back on around 6:45a-7a and cam until 10a. Gonna log as I go, so let’s get it!! I’m listening to my little Monodrone and Synth-wave music, and I’m watching Boze’s 7 hour true crime marathon. There are currently 177 Ebonies online, so I think I got on at a good little time.

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It’s 4:42a, I’ve been online for 57 minutes and I’ve made $1! Whew! It’s a hot mess, but I’ve mentioned that 2-4a was slow for me, and look what happened—wasted my time lol. I had a few people acting new or trying to get over, so I ended up making this preset message:

If they wanna act like I’m green and brand new iI’ll treat them like they are too!! ;)

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Anyways I’m 1hr17min in, $1 in earnings. I have 5 more hours to go. I’m just shooting for $186, nothing big, hopefully I can make it, at the very least half hell!!

✨My money affirmation: Money comes to me, easily, don’t have to worry ‘bout a thing!✨

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Alright! I have been online for 1hr 56 minutes, I have made $1.50!! Yes, I have made a McChicken lol!

I am about to take that lil' break and get back on in another hour. I will say, the 4am hour isn't the best, and I've learned (several times over) that my regulars and newbies usually come in around 5:30-6:30am-ish, so I'm gonna hold out and push through it!

Now, I did ask a customer how the site was acting to him and he said it was glitchy on his laptop, but it works perfectly on his phone, so that makes me feel better to know that I'm not trippin lol! I also heard from a regular that the privates have been lagging pretty bad, but it's been that way for years, which is why they get offline shows from me, and I get it.

I just refuse to just give up today! It's pay day, and somebody is finna bless my damn pockets THIS MORNING!!

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I’m still trying my best to push thru! I’ve been online for 3hr32mins. I’ve made $55 and some change. It’s been slow as hell boo, but ima keep pushin. I’m at least gonna try to make $100 out of this morning. I will get online later tonight/tomorrow, most likely during the late night. It’s strikes going on, the govt shutting down, but chile all I can do is keep pushin! On the bright side I’m home, and not spending no money to work in a club during this crisis!

I have noticed, and I think I’ve mentioned it before. When people don’t have a lot of money to spend, if any at all, THEY WILL TALK and talk and talk! I’ve noticed that this morning, a few of my regulars have been talking my fingers off. Maybe they just want a little conversation, and I’m fine with that, but I’ve noticed that the more they talk the shorter the show or the less money they end up spending. When they have it, they spend it! Just like when I used to go window shopping at the mall, seeing what I liked, looking around knowing I don’t have the funds lol. I spend a longer time looking around, than just going and buying what I want when I have the coin to spend. It’s basically the same thing! I’m fine with them testing the waters a bit and letting them get to know my personality, but for the most part, run me some coin! I’m not finna be talking too damn long now! I type a lot more than I talk, because a lot of them just want my attention and acknowledgment. So if they’re brand new I don’t talk until they tip or we go private, I just type to them, and regulars I do a little talking and more typing until they spend some money. It just saves me energy!

Anywho, it’s 9:14a, I’m getting off this mf at 10:00a, turning my air down and taking a damn nap lol!

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Okay last 18 minutes, it's 9:42a, I made $68! Bish I been online all damn morning lol, but I'm not finna complain too much. It's been a few times where I've been online for longer and have made less. I just gotta stack it up through the day chile. I wanted to make that $100 this morning, but I need a damn break!!! Looking at my stats, I really could’ve just saved those first two hours, because I made $67 in 2 hours, my last hour online was kind of a bust too. Soooo looking at it like that, it’s not THAT bad, but still, DAMN!😂

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Okay, I logged off at 10:10a, and I made $68 this morning. I really need to split cam, I'm actually gonna start it ASAP, because depending on one site ain't havin it for me! I’ve been splitting here and there, but bump that, I’m gonna get on a split cam schedule and stick to it. I'm grateful for the lil coin, don’t get me wrong, but sheesh lol! My ass will be back online today though, so let me shut up and go take a nap lol!

I'll ttyl, thanks for reading!! 💕

[frenchpuppycormier]

I had so much inspiration after last night, so I had to write a lil somethin'. As I'm sure lots of other people did too ;)

Lena went home that night with grief ripping out of her seams. Her heart felt heavy, like a boulder had taken up residence in her sternum, and there was no escape route. As she makes it into her lavish kitchen, she gently sets her phone on the counter then locates the decanter of scotch hidden in the cabinet beneath the television.

She pours herself two fingers and swallows it in one gulp, burning the whole way down. While trying to pour another, her hands shake and she doesn’t know if it’s from the nerves of losing Kara or if it’s because she hasn’t eaten all day. Realistically she knows it’s the latter, but if she were a betting woman, it’s only likely that it’s the former. It’s always been the former.

Minutes go by, as she stands there in her living room, the loud ticking of the clock on the mantle not-so-pleasantly reminding her. She kicks off her heels and collapses on the couch in a heap, the scotch sloshing over her wrist, and spilling on the carpet. Lena can’t even bring herself to care.

Normally, Lena isn’t the type of person to just give up. Her multiple awards, scientific breakthroughs and accomplishments, her MENSA certificate, the fact that she at one time owned two multi-billion dollar companies, all say otherwise. However, right now she’s at her breaking point.

She flips on the TV for a distraction, but it only works for about a minute. Lena downs another glass and another and another. When she pours her fifth it doesn’t even make it into the glass. The dark thoughts begin to swirl in her mind, and without warning her body takes over and she chucks the glass across the room. It shatters against the TV, leaving the expensive screen cracked and broken, and dripping in liquor. She screams in agony. Another thing that needs fixing.

Lena stumbles over and picks up the glass, the blood and cuts on her hands not even registering in her mind. She’s simply numb.

Her brain thinks apparently now is a grand time to rehash everything Kara told her before she essentially died. The Phantom Zone. She hears Kara’s words repeating over and over in here head. “I was stuck in the Phantom Zone replaying the destruction of my planet for nearly a decade.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Lena weeps to herself. She buries her head in her hands, but when the warm, sticky residue stains her cheeks, she pulls them back and gapes with abject horror. She squeezes her hands into fists to try and stop the bleeding, but it’s no use. Realizing what’s she’s done, Lena falls to the floor on her knees and sobs uncontrollably. She curls into herself and gradually ends up in ball, visibly shaking and unable to do anything about it.

She thinks back to the time when Supergirl was fighting Reign. The moment she fell from the skyscraper with a loud crack on the pavement. Kara’s still and lifeless body. Lena had been watching along with James, and the rest of National City, not knowing it was her best friend the whole time.

She remembers when Supergirl told Reign to take her instead while her fingers were wrapped around Lena’s neck, choking the life out of her.

The sobs continue and her body wracks with guilt. Her throat tightens making it hard to breathe.

She recalls Lex bragging to her about the other Supergirl, Red Daughter, beating Kara to death. The rage in him and the sneer on his face, he was practically seething with intense joy over what he thought was the defeat of Supergirl. Alex had confided in her one night, not knowing what else to say to the woman who was at her sister’s throat, that Supergirl had died that night. She had died and Lena would have never known. What would they have told her about Kara?

Her memory finally serves her to the beginning when Supergirl sacrificed herself to Lillian to protect Lena. When she distracted the nanobots when they were trying to kill Jack. The time she willingly gave CADMUS an inside as to how her heat vision worked and vials of her blood, all so they wouldn’t hurt the ones she loved. Or every time she risked her life to save Lena.

And now her best friend will suffer in the Phantom Zone, again, and Lena doesn’t even know how to get there, how to save her, what she’s thinking, how to live without her, or how to process any of this. All these crushing realizations of what she feels weighing down on her, and she can’t move. Lena isn’t the type of person to just give up, but right now the only thing she feels is hopeless.

The sobs get louder and more enunciated.

That’s how Alex finds her; curled up in a ball, on the floor, shivering and quaking with choked sobs, dried blood caked on her hands and face, broken glass strewn all around her, and the TV flickering with glitchy blotches.

Alex glances around the room and with a weary face, she sighs. She walks over to Lena, glass crunching beneath her boots, and carefully kneels in front of her. “Oh, honey,” she cards a hand through raven hair, parting it away from the woman’s face. Her eyes are glazed over and splotchy. “Have you been here all night?”

Lena shoots up as if an electric shock went coursing through her system, and groans from the hangover. She glances around and flinches when sunlight hits her eyes. “What time is it?”

“Just after 7 in the morning,” Alex winces. “I tried calling you, but I see you’ve been busy…”

“Alex,” Lena’s voice is hoarse, “I didn’t get a chance to—” she hiccups. Her breathing is labored and she can feel another panic attack coming on. “I never told Kara.”

Alex frowns and helps her sit up properly, resting her hands on Lena’s forearms. “What?” she lowers her head to meet her eyes. “What didn’t you tell her?”

“I never told her how I feel,” her lip wobbles and she rips an arm away from Alex’s grasp and rubs away the tears roughly, like she’s angry at herself and has no one else to take it out on. Actually, that’s exactly how she feels. She’s furious at herself. “I never told her how I feel about her! I love her, Alex! I love her and I never told her!” she yells and thrashes and Alex takes it all like a champ.

Alex manages to wrangle her and wrap her arms tightly around the other woman’s shoulders. She rubs soothing hands along her back. “She knows.” Alex pulls her back and looks her dead in the eye, hands firmly planted on Lena’s shoulders, “Hey. She knows.”

Lena’s tear-filled eyes widen and the dam breaks once more. Alex pulls her in for another hug and they stay like that until the breathing is under control. “Will you tell me about the Phantom Zone?” Lena asks, hesitantly, when they pull back.

Alex nods. “Actually, that’s why I came over here. I’m not gonna stop until we find her and get her back. And I need your help.” Lena smiles lightly, the light in her eyes slowly coming back. “But first, we’re cleaning you and this place up,” she gestures around them with a pointed look on her face.

So, that’s what they do.

Alex tells her about the Phantom Zone, at least what she knows from what her sister has told her, while together they work tirelessly in finding a way to get there and save Kara from any more pain and torture inflicted upon her. They keep plugging away.

A few weeks later it happens. They find her.

When they arrive, Kara is hunched over herself, leaning against some type of space rock inside of what appears to be a cave. Lena and Alex share a look before Lena tentatively steps forward, and crouches down next to Kara.

“Hey,” Lena reaches a hand toward her. Kara flinches and makes herself smaller. Lena swallows thickly and tries again. “Kara. It’s me. It’s Lena.”

Kara peeks out behind her hands and looks at Lena with a darkness she’s never seen come from those deep ocean eyes. She’s almost lifeless. “You’re not real,” Kara rasps. A drop falls from Lena’s eyes and onto her lap. Kara watches it with rapt attention, and falters for a moment.

“Lena?” she touches her cheeks with the palm of her hands and lifts, “Is that really you?” Lena smiles widely and nods. Kara wipes away her tears with nimble thumbs. Kara sobs loudly and rests her forehead on Lena’s. “It’s really you,” she finishes with a whisper.

“It’s really me,” Lena replies. “We’re here to bring you home. Come on,” she pulls back, regretfully, and helps Kara to her feet. She takes one of Kara’s arms and puts it around her shoulder and wraps her own arm around the hero’s waist. While they’re hobbling toward Alex and the portal, Kara stops.

“Wait!”

“Kara, we have to go.” Lena glances around with nervous eyes and hears the telltale sound of phantoms whooshing around outside the cave. She continues her way toward Alex while making get moving gestures at Kara.

“I love you!”

Lena stops and stares in shock. The moment is here and knowing their track record for important conversations, it just had to take place in an area laced with death and rot. Alex looks impatiently between the two women.

Kara limps to Lena, who catches her before she falls. “Lena, I’ve been stuck here for who knows how long, and all I could think about the whole time was you and how much I love you. You’re what kept me sane.” Before Lena can reply, Kara is surging forward and pressing their lips together in a searing kiss. At first, Kara thinks she’s made a mistake, but then Lena returns the kiss with just as much fervor and excitement.

When they open their eyes they’re back on earth in the Fortress. They collectively frown and notice Alex smirking at them with a raise of her eyebrow. “You guys were taking too long so I just came to you while you were…” she motions around them with a wave of her hands, “You know, busy.”

Lena blushes and drops her face into her hands before stuffing it in the crook of Kara’s neck. Kara responds by chuckling softly and encircling her arms around Lena's waist. She rests her cheek on her love's head and smiles at her sister, “We’ll catch up with you later, if that’s alright?”

Alex kisses both of their heads and whispers to Kara, “We’re glad you’re back.”

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(AO3) leave kudos please :)

[franklyshipping]

Cyber-Flustering ~ A Markiplier and Jacksepticeye Ego Fanfic

HERE WE HAVE ANOTHER WONDERFUL AND JAZZY ANONYMOUS PROMPT WITH OUR FAVOURITE GLITCHY BOY HECKIN GETTING IT! LET’S DO THIS!

TAGGING: @anti-switch-glitch and @googlee-oliver

This was it for Anti. He had five minutes. Five minutes left to figure out who was doing this to him. Three weeks ago, someone had set up an Instagram account. Anti knew it had to be an ego, because only someone he lived with could have gotten the videos and pictures that ended up being posted. Pictures of him smiling or mid-sneeze or interacting with Gab’s cat, and videos of him snort-laughing or giggling or crafting with Robbie or napping with three blankets wrapped around him. And everything was captioned with something calling out how cute he was being…..and in the bio of the account, was a message directly to him. Anti blushed as he looked at his phone, re-reading the bio for the millionth time.

“Hey Anti! I’m sure this account documenting all your cutest moments is flustering enough for you….but let’s take it up a level, shall we? If in three weeks to the day you still haven’t figured out who I am….then I’m going to find you, and tickle you on a lovely livestream for aaall the followers of this account to see! That’ll round off the content nicely, don’t you think? Can’t wait to see if you find me out or not, good luck!”

Anti tossed his phone on his bed and buried his face in his hands, whining as a flustered smile spread across his face. In the first week of the account being up he’d been like Sherlock Holmes, trying to analyse every single ego out of embarrassment at the world seeing all this content. However, he soon came to realise that the account was only letting fellow egos follow it and see the content, which made Anti feel far better about it. Also, as the days continued to go by…..though it was all still flustering, Anti at the same time felt more loved than he’d ever felt before. Not just from the complimentary captions, but the comments from the other egos were so….kind and sweet. He didn’t feel belittled or mocked, he just felt surrounded by love.

So, in the third week especially….Anti had kinda stopped trying to figure out who the person was. Frankly, the thought of being tickled with the egos as an audience made him kinda excited, especially with how he knew they all cared about him and still respected him and his strength whilst he still liked things like tickling. So Anti was now just waiting….and soon enough, the time flicked to 8pm…...and he got a message on Instagram….from the account itself. He nibbled his lip as he opened it and read it.

“Uh oh, looks like your time is up! If I’m honest, I’m glad that this is the outcome…..now, come to the main living room, it’s time for our little livestream!”

Anti gulped, but took a breath and hurriedly replied.

“I’m on my way.”

Thus, he got up, and headed to the living room….and as soon as he crossed the threshold, he got chills down his spine. The lights were dimmed, the main couch was very obviously set up with a pillow, and there was a phone set up on a tripod….already streaming. Anti tentatively walked in front of the camera, glancing at the screen, before looking around and calling out.

‘Alright….I-I’m here, you win….who are ya?’

Anti gulped when he suddenly heard a little giggle from the darkness….but NOTHING could have prepared him for who actually stepped out of the shadows. Anti gawked, gobsmacked as he looked the person up and down, before whispering in disbelief.

‘…..O-Oliver?’

The kind-hearted, sweet android with golden eyes giggled and grinned, his tongue poking out through his teeth as he sauntered to Anti, cooing to him.

‘Hey there GlitchyKitchy.’

Anti blushed….the damned name of the account was flustering enough by itself. Anti was astonished. Out of everyone that it could have been, Oliver was the literally the LAST person he would ever have suspected doing anything like this! It was so mischievous and sneaky, and now all Anti wanted to know was why the heck Oliver decided to take it upon himself to start this teasy vendetta against him.

‘I-I….I-….I-I don’t understand….why?’

Oliver grinned fondly at Anti. It was true, mischief and secrecy weren’t things that came naturally to Oliver, and he had to muster up some courage and determination to actually do all this….but he had a very compelling reason driving him. A reason which he now revealed to Anti with a sweet, affectionate smile.

‘Well…..almost everyday people tell me I’m sweet, or cute, or adorable. And every time I hear something like that it always just….lifts me up. It gives me butterflies, no matter how hard a day I’m having, hearing stuff like that from people makes me so happy. I wanted you to feel that too, because I think you deserve it.’

Anti blinked. He was just….lost for words. Oliver did this, made a secret account and spent all that time and effort collating flustering pictures and videos of him….just to try and make him happy? The usually wild man was struck silent with bashfulness, because this was literally the kindest, sweetest thing that anybody had ever done for him…..ever. Oliver’s internal processors whirred and warmed affectionately at seeing Anti be so struck and bashful and happy, and Oliver was so happy that he’d done this for the guy, because Oliver knew that behind the knife-play and wildness….Anti was a good person who deserved sweet attention like everyone else. Oliver went up to him, and Anti shivered at the android’s gentle smirk.

‘Now then, why don’t you have a little lie down?’

Anti nibbled his lip as he glanced to the couch, before clearing his throat and replying challengingly.

‘And if I don’t?’

Oliver giggled. It was a sweet sound, but it gave Anti chills, especially with what Oliver said next.

‘Oh Anti, don’t forget that I’m an android. I am just as strong as my brothers, and I could make you lie down with only one hand if I really wanted to. I want to be nice to you Anti….do you want me to be nice to you?’

Anti got more chills. He never thought he’d see the day where Oliver, the sweetest of them all, made him feel flustered and intimidated. Anti nibbled his lip lightly, before averting his gaze with a nervous smile.

‘Y-Yeah….I guess….’

‘Good, now get yourself comfy!’

Anti bashfully lay down on the couch on his back, squirming as he get comfortable, trying to school himself and at least make it look like he had at least SOME resolve to be working with. Alas, this was foiled when Oliver sat on the edge of the couch and gasped brightly as he gestured to the livestream.

‘Oh look, there’s so many people watching already! Everyone must reeeally wanna see you get tickled Anti.’

Anti ended up smiling a shaky smile and letting out a quiet whine as he look anywhere he could except for the livestream. It was a noise which the ordinary person probably wouldn’t hear, but with Oliver being a Google, he heard it alright. The first cute noise of many. Oliver giggled, wasting no more time as he straddled Anti’s legs and kept Anti’s arms pinned beneath his knees, and Anti let him, because he knew that Oliver was the one with the power here. The squirming man let out another quiet whine as Oliver lightly cracked his knuckles, before waggling his eyebrows and wiggling his fingers in the air playfully.

‘Oh where oh where to tickle first! You’ve got so many sweet spots to choose from!’

Anti pursed his lips as he retorted embarrassedly.

‘I-I do not!’

Oliver raised an eyebrow as he giggled affectionately.

‘Oh yeah? You sure about that? Because I’ve already spied two cute lil tickle spots riiight….here!’

Anti gasped and yelped as Oliver reached and started gently scratching behind his (small, elf-like and adorable) ears, and the poor guy just burst into jittery giggles. Oliver felt like he was going to melt, because Anti’s natural non-maniacal giggles were the sweetest things ever.

‘AGH! N-Nahahat gehehet ahahaway!’

Oliver grinned at his cute protests, and kept softly scratching as he cooed.

‘Awww but your little ears are so cuuute, I can’t not tickle them! Plus, these are your consequences for not figuring out who I was.’

Anti kept giggling as he tossed his head about, but nothing could dislodge the gentle tickling. So, through pinker cheeks and splutters, Anti tried a threat out for size.

‘I-Ihihihi’ll b-bihihite yohohou!’

Oliver giggled at the threat, because when it came from someone consumed by bouncy giggles it didn’t exactly fill Oliver with fear. On the contrary, it gave him some inspiration. Allow me to present to you, the biggest backfire in tickling history.

‘Not if I bite you first!’

Oliver purred, before eagerly diving down and nibbling the shell of one of Anti’s ears, making him squeal in ticklish shock and kick his feet at the new, evil sensation. His giggles reached a much higher pitch too, and he realised that he’d literally just brought that on himself.

‘Nahahaha ohohoho my gahahahad!!’

‘Mmmmm nummyyy!’

Oliver hummed, making Anti squeak more and blush harder as the goofy android made the silliest nomming noises that he possibly could as he nibbled all over Anti’s ear. The fact that Oliver was being so silly rather than sinister with his tickling affected Anti more, it made him giddier. Usually if someone tried to intimidate im amidst tickling, it hardened his resolve because he could bite back, but with silliness it just turned him into happy mush.

‘S-Stahahahap wihihith the nohohohisehes yohou gohohoof!!’

‘But I can’t help it! It’s in my programing to make noises when I eat!’

Oliver retorted to Anti’s exclamation, making Anti snort and shake his head at this absolute gooby goofer of an android.

‘Thahahat ihihihis suhuhuch buhuhullshit!’

Oliver gasped. Oh he was NOT having that kind of language!

‘Hey! Don’t be so rude!’

Oliver nipped right behind Anti’s ear, making Anti yelp and jerk his head to the side adorably as he exclaimed VERY quickly.

‘Ohohohokahay okAHAY! Ihihi’m sohohorry!’

Oliver giggled, and leant up because he was always nice at heart, and he ruffled Anti’s already messy hair gently as he replied.

‘Apology accepted! Now then, where to tickle next?’

Oliver started tapping his chin in thought as his eyes flicked down over Anti’s body, which made the man squirm in adorable anticipation. You know when a tickler is looking all over your body, trying to decide where to go, and it feels like you’re being scanned? Well, this time it was literal, which made it all the more flustering for Anti because he knew Oliver could see ever little nerve in his body. Oliver giggled amusedly at Anti’s restlessness.

‘Yohou’re such a cute lil wriggler!’

Anti pursed his lips, and ended up letting out a half-growl half-whine sort of noise as he replied.

‘O-Only cuz you’re t-teasin’!’

Oliver giggled again, before beaming brightly as he replied.

‘Ahaawww I’m sorry, would you rather I just got on with it? Okey dokey! Let’s try these ribs shall we?’

Anti spluttered at the sudden shift, which meant he couldn’t prepare any defence as Oliver’s fingers darted to his ribcage, scratching light and fast in the most diabolical way. Anti was a mess of cackles in seconds, arching his back as he babbled.

‘NAHAHA NAHA W-WAHAHAIT OHOHLIII!’

Oliver put on a mock innocent expression, cocking his head down at Anti like butter wouldn’t freakin’ melt.

‘But you wanted me to just get on with it didn’t you?’

Anti whined through his cackles, and as he tried to retort, Oliver picked that moment to spontaneously pinch his uppermost ribs. Let’s just say that as a result, Anti didn’t get across everything that he wanted to say.

‘IHIHI NEHEHEVER SAHAHAID-EEEK!’

‘Never said what? Sorry bud, I don’t think even my sensors could catch that!’

Oliver replied with a teasy giggle, and decided to keep pinching the new sweet spots which had Anti thrashing and yipping amidst his open mouthed cackling fit. He was so flustered and giddy and loving how playful the tickling was, he’d never admit it obviously, but he was loving it none the less, despite his faux protests.

‘NAHAHAT THEHEHERE NAHAT THEHEHEEEERE!’

Oliver grinned fondly, and lean down nice and close to him so he could croon as he kept tickling him.

‘Awww this is another sweet spot isn’t it? Riiight at the top of the ribbies!’

‘OHOHOHOLIHI C’MOHOHOON!’

Anti wailed at the teasing, which made Oliver hum down at him with playful nonchalance.

‘Well, where is it you’d rather I tickle?’

Anti’s blush was creeping down his neck now, and he threw his head back with all his mind-swirling flusteredness as he exclaimed cutely.

‘IHIHIHI DUHUHUNNOHOOO!’

Oliver couldn’t keep the grin off his face now, Anti was just too endearing and perfect not to constantly smile at. Oliver kept up the tickling as he subtly glanced over Anti’s body again….before spying that Anti’s t-shirt had had ridden up, thus exposing a rather precious little button. Oliver chuckled, before cocking his head at Anti.

‘Are you sure you want me to stop tickling your ribs?’

Amidst his mirth, Anti hadn’t noticed Oliver’s little ploy, and he didn’t think….he just nodded.

‘YESYESYESYESYEHEHEHES!’

‘Okey dokey!’

Oliver let up with a bright smile, and let Anti gasp and pant for a few moments, since he was a sweet tickler like that. Anti was relieved for the time Oli gave him to get his breath back, and he slowly refocused on the android….but then his eyes widened as he watched where Oliver was headed. The android had shifted a little further down, and now had his lips hovering over Anti’s bellybutton. The poor glitch was speechless, which allowed Oliver to grin, wink, and then blow a rippling raspberry right onto his navel. Anti just absolutely screamed with laughter.

‘AAAAAHHHHHHH!!! OHOHOHOLIHIHIHAHAHAHA!!!’

Oliver gasped in amazement at Anti’s strong reaction, and eagerly blew another raspberry to make Anti shriek before he teased.

‘How’s this Anti? Do you like this better? I think I do!’

Anti was shrieking with wild laughter, kicking his legs and arching his back sharply at each raspberry, and the poor man as just becoming more and more incoherent by the second.

‘OLIHIHIHIIIII IHIHIHIT TIHIHIHICKAHAHAHA!!!’

‘Wohoah, it must really tickle if you can’t finish your words! I’m so glad I did this, you look like you’re having lots of fun!’

Of course, despite how mad and intense it was, this was the truth. Anti was loving the hell out of every tickly and torturous second, and in all honesty this was probably going to end up being the highlight of Anti’s whole freakin’ month.

‘SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUHAHAHA!!!’

Oliver giggled, and nuzzled his nose into Anti’s navel as he cooed.

‘Oops, did I fluster you a lil bit there?’

Anti had tears in his eyes as he writhed about…..before his laughter went silent. Oliver smiled fondly and leant up, having mercy properly now because he could see that Anti had taken as much as he could take. The android carefully released Anti’s arms as the man panted and caught his breath, but then Oliver’s felt his heart-core swell when Anti grinned up at him and spoke amidst giggles.

‘Yohou….ahare the mohost mischiehevous cute person….Ihi’ve ever mehet….oho jeez….’

Anti hugged his middle, rubbing it as Oliver beamed bashfully, before replying brightly.

‘Well I could say the same about you!’

Anti giggled, and smiled when Oliver helped him sit up, as well as promptly giving him a loving cuddle. Then though, Anti’s blush bloomed once more when Oliver turned to the still-going livestream, and he hid his face in his hands when he suddenly remembered that every ego had been watching all of that. He whined as Oliver grinned and addressed it.

‘Well, I think we can all agree that this was pretty freakin’ cute! Now, if any of you guys wanna give our trooper here a cuddle then you’d better get down here quick before I take over!’

Anti snorted and giggled embarrassedly at first…but then, he nearly got new tears in his eyes when he suddenly heard sounds of stampeding, hurrying footsteps throughout the whole of the manor. Anti smiled, and Oliver grinned, satisfied that he’d completed his mission…..because Anti definitely felt happy, and oh so loved.

WOOOO HOPE YOU ALL LIKED THIS FIC LEMME KNOW IF YA DID WOOOO LUV YOUS XX

[tomahawk-swing]

The Day Before

Tyee was used to spending summer afternoons alone at home. His wife was busy preparing her future classes at school, and Dingo was off playing in the forest with Shanka. Tyee appreciated it even more when they all gathered in the evening, and shared a meal together.

When the sky started to take clear orange hues, Tyee grew a little worried. The days were longer in the summer, and it was well past dinner time. Since Dingo could be anywhere outside the village, he decided to go check on Makhta instead. Her whereabouts were about certain.

Indeed, Makhta was at work - but she wasn’t working on her teachings.

The school building was made of two classrooms, each with a much smaller, window-less room that served a reserve, or an office. Makhta sat behind her old computer, the bulky screen taking up most of the desk’s space. The only light in the room came from the computer screen.

“You should at least switch the lights on ...” Tyee sighed. He pressed the switch, and watched his wife jump at the sudden change in brightness. 

“It was fine when the sun was still up. I was about to come home, anyway.” Makhta argued. She stared at her screen, and had a long sigh. Truthfully, she had been planning to spend the night at her desk.

“You’re still working on that project ?” Tyee questioned, a little concerned. “You know you still have a few days to finish it, right ?”

“I only have a few days left.” Makhta retorted. “And I’m far from finished. I still have to run some tests, make sure that the AI isn’t glitchy, fix some texture and design issues ...”

Tyee shook his head. As much as he loved his wife’s determination, he didn’t like seeing her ignore her own health. He squeezed past piles of carefully stacked boxes, and walked behind the desk, so he could place his hands on Makhta’s shoulders and gently massage them.

“I’m sure it’ll be just fine. I may not know a thing about all that computer tech stuff, but I trust you.” Tyee had a mischievous smile. “That being said ... if you’d at least show me what you’re working on, I’d have even less of a reason to be worried.”

Makhta didn’t hold back a sigh. “I thought you me wanted to keep it a surprise for you as well. You know that you can’t keep a secret.”

“Hey ! I can keep a secret ! Especially for something that important !” Tyee proclaimed, with a hand over his heart. “I swear that I will not let anything slip. I’d rather keep it a secret for three entire days, than wait all that time without knowing.”

Makhta went silent for a moment. She gestured for Tyee to grab a stool, and opened a few more tabs on her computer screen. 

“I still haven’t settled on a name for him.” Makhta confessed. “I still have to tweak a few parameters, especially in the personality department, and like I said, with his design too. Some parts might be a little too bulky ...”

Tyee located a three-legged stool of his making, and plopped in front of the computer. He tried his best to listen to his wife’s words, but his attention was all focused on the screen. His eyes devoured every detail of the 3D model that was displayed there. 

“He looks so cool.” Tyee eventually said, admirative sparkles dancing in his dark grey eyes. “He seems like a friendly little guy. And he looks really strong, too ! Like, enemies might underestimate him at first, but he’s actually super tough. And look at that axe ! It’s like it came straight out of a real forge !”

“He will be strong.” Makhta nodded. “... And friendly. I figured that Dingo might need that kind of influence, in case he ever escapes yours.”

Tyee’s mind drew a blank for a moment. He didn’t like to think about the inevitable day when Dingo would leave the village. With this spunky Navi by his son’s side, at least, Tyee would be less worried. 

“You’re right about that.” Tyee laughed. “Our son isn’t exactly the friendliest kid ‘round the block. Maybe this Navi’ll help him look a little more approachable to new people. After all, he’s gonna be the coolest Navi in the entire city ! No, the entire world !”

Tyee’s enthusiasm brought a rare, fond smile to Makhta’s lips. “Don’t get your hopes up too high. For all I know, I could have programmed him all wrong, and he’ll end up being mean and sarcastic. Like me.”

“That’s not a problem !” Tyee had a knowing glance for his wife. “He’s gotta have a little bit of us both in him, if he’s going to be Dingo’s little brother.” 

Makhta felt her cheeks warm up. She hadn’t imagined that Tyee would pick up on the hints the fast. Truth be told, she was already halfway through coding the Navi, before she noticed how similar he was to her husband. Dingo had inherited most of her own personality traits - it was only fair that Dingo’s Navi took more after his father.

“I did intend to make him a little bit more responsible than you are, so I don’t know if you can call him a little brother ...” Makhta had a quiet laugh. “Who knows what kind of adventures Dingo will rope him into. I can’t keep counting on Shanka to keep an eye on him 24/7.”

“She’ll appreciate the thought, for sure.” Tyee chuckled. He went silent for a moment, his eyes still glued to the screen. “We need a name for this little guy, though. We can’t keep calling him “the Navi” forever.”

“I know, but ...” For once in her life, Makhta was hesitating. This was a decision that would affect her son’s life for the rest of his life. “All I know is that it has to end with -man, it’s an unspoken rule for NetNavis.”

“-man ? Like he’s a superhero ?” Tyee had a hearty laugh. “That sounds fitting ! But then, how about ... Totemman ? No, Axeman ! Wait ... Battleaxeman ! That’s the one !”

Makhta shook her head. “Cliché, too obvious, too long. None of these are right.” 

“Hmm ... Alright. Gimme a second. I’ll find something.” Tyee was silent for a few seconds, deeply lost in his thoughts. Suddenly, he snapped his fingers and exclaimed :

“Tomahawkman !”

Makhta didn’t reply right away. She looked up at the screen, and slowly nodded.

“His weapon is not a tomahawk, but ... I’ll allow it. Maybe Dingo will stop trying to steal yours, if we give him his own Tomahawk.”

“I was going to let him have that one on his birthday, anyway. That’s two tomahawks for the price of one.” Tyee laughed. “Then it’s settled ! We found a name for the lil’ guy !” 

“Tomahawkman.EXE.” Makhta repeated. It sounded right.

“I can’t wait to see him in action. He’ll make a great partner for Dingo, I’m sure of it. You’ve done an amazing job, honey.” Tyee reached for Makhta’s hand, and leaned to plant a kiss on his wife’s cheek. He watched her look away to the side, flustered. “They’ll be just like brothers.”

Makhta got over her slight embarrassement, and squeezed her husband’s hand in return. 

“They will bicker a lot, certainly. They might get mad at each other, call each other names, maybe even try to get rid of each other ... But they’ll be a formidable team. They’ll share an unbreakable bond. They’ll fight as if they shared the same brain ... and the same heart.”

A sniffling noise had Makhta’s gaze shoot upwards. “Are you crying ?!”

“Of course I am ! What you just said ...” Tyee wiped the tears from his eyes. “It was so beautiful !”

Makhta rolled her eyes, but she didn’t object. She had poured a lot of herself (and her husband) in this being made of 0s and 1s. This immaterial, self-aware creature, that would stand by their son’s side for the rest of his life. It truly felt like bringing a child into the world all over again.

She couldn’t wait to meet her second son for real.

[soysaucevictim]

Week 4 of Spellbound.

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Sept. 5

I woke up around 1PM.

Watched some YouTube and whatnot before I got to making today’s Hello Fresh Meal. Gooey broccoli cheddar melts. Was just about okay. I need to practice my grilled sandwich game more - burned most of it a bit too much (the times given seemed to be an over-estimate for how hot my stove was). Even me who likes food a bit burned thought it was a little much.

I spent a few hours watching Sanders Sides episodes and charting my opinion of the Sides as I go through it. About halfway through.

I did my exercise really late... but still on date/schedule.

First, today’s DD. 40 squat hold side bends with EC. This was pretty breezy work.

Last, Chapter 19 of the SbP. I was to charge the “Lightning Storm Spell“. I kept my rests to about 1′, today. That definitely made the push-ups harder from built up arm fatigue. But I got it done.

Spent time catching up on my therapy journal and staying up obscenely late again. It has probably been a dubious choice working on that the past few days at night...

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Sept. 6

I woke up by nearly 2PM today.

After a bit of YouTube, I got going with today’s exercise early.

First, today’s DD. 2′ bicep extensions with EC. I counted 137 reps by the end. Was a bit of a challenge at that pace but manageable.

Last, Chapter 20 of the SbP. I was to charge “Healing Spell Level III“. I rested basically for max time, today. The climber taps were probably the most intense bit. But also doable. Didn’t go for very slow counts - partly due to time and energy constraints.

Much of the rest of the day was spent chatting, browsing, and watching a movie.

I did manage to get to bed in the yellow zone, tonight.

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Sept. 7

I woke up a bit before 9AM, unsure about whether I had some place to be today or not.

After poking around Ao3 and sketching up another art project, I did my exercise early.

First, today’s DD. 2′ march steps with EC. Pretty breezy exercise and counted 192

Last, Chapter 21 of the SbP. I had to check if I got 3 charged attack spells and 2 charged defense spells on the belt.

I already had the attack spells ready. I just needed one more defense spell, I picked “Levitation“. Rested 1′ and had some fun here - relatively breezy cardio. Glad there was only 10 total jump squats. I especially liked the half jacks!

I spent the rest of my mostly drawing/streaming that Tentacle!Roman picture and chatting. Did get to bed late - about my median for red-zoning. :P

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Sept. 8

I woke up after 8AM.

Spent almost an hour getting extremely pissed off about the printer. Before I was summoned to join a local small group for the 2020 Virtual Suicide Awareness Walk.

The walk helped me get some chill back, if I’m completely honest.

Once back home, spent time chatting and making dinner, before working out.

First, today’s DD. 2′ uneven plank hold with EC (1′/1′). I wasn’t sure if the sleep dep was going to let me get through it. But just some deep breaths and determination was helpful. Just glad I could manage it.

Last, Chapter 22 of the SbP. This chapter was a bit more complicated in terms of actions taken to progress.

Cast a spell to get a guard’s attention. I chose to cast “Increased Speed“.

Cast 2 defense spells, I casted “Deflect“ and “Levitation”.

I then had to cast an attack spell, “Lightning Storm“. Probability rolled success, so I only needed to spend one instead of two spells for the sequence (if I counted it anyways), So I casted “Iron Strike“.

I was then to charge “Time Stop“. I rested a minute between sets, most since the timer on page only accounted for 1′ and I just wanted to get it done. This was apparently an isometric exercise day (i mean, not complaining - I’m not sure I’d be up for much cardio are jostling movements with energy levels and timing of dinner).

Spent rest of day doing some more drawing and chatting.

Did get to bed earlier than yesterday, but still in the red.

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Sept. 9

I woke up a bit before noon.

Got to Seeking Safety Group again. It was nice and fun to be there.

First, today’s DD. 40 raised leg circles with EC (supine). Just about manageable, despite being pretty tired.

Last, Chapter 23 of the SbP. Casted “Healing Level III“.

Charged and casted “Super Strength Spell“. Max rest, was a bit tired, but I got through it alright. Push-up form was just ok.

After dishes, spent more time to finish that Roman drawing. Technically finished it around 6AM the next morning (had to quickly make some changes to it after posting).

Technically, pulled an allnighter, too (got to bed around 8AM). orz

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Sept. 10

I woke up after noon. Definitely grossly underslept for it.

After a bit of Tumblr, I went out to get my laundry done. Then chatted and did dishes, before working out.

First, today’s DD. 40 sit-up punches with EC. It’s always fun to be able to llok at a DD and to be able to go, “I got this (one go, no anchors).“

Last, Chapter 24 of the SbP. Charged and casted the “Dome Spell“. Rested for 1′ in between sets. Brisk and manageable cardio. Only downside/concerning aspect was my left ankle being a bit grumpy about the jacks (even though they’re usually very fun). Gotta keep an eye on that.

Spent some time doing some glitchy .gif involving the Tentacle!Creativitwins drawings (will post it some time later though.)

Did get to bed in the yellow zone, because tired.

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Sept. 11

I woke up around 10AM.

Spent time chatting and shopping before doing my exercise.

Active rest day, so the only devoted exercise I did today was the day’s DD. 50 side bridges with EC (25/25). A bit tough, but doable.

Did some more chatting and set up the new printer I ordered.

I then made today’s Hello Fresh meal. Pub-style Hello Fresh. Bro really enjoyed it and I liked it well enough myself (I was extremely hungry at that point too). Dad was kinda meh (he’s been p down abt food lately).

Did some more chatting, doing dishes, cleaning the kitchen (counters, stove, and microwave), washing some rags, clearing some clutter... and making a lil coin purse. Despite being overtired at that point.

... yeah, another allnighter, got to bed around same time as previous one this week.

[beatconductor-blog]

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Coco 👑Yesterday at 8:19 PM > There's a knock on Dave's door about half an hour later. rootyYesterday at 8:31 PM > There's a loud noise as something gets knocked over, and then most more hasty scrambling. Then a moment of silence, which totally isn't you trying to make yourself look somewhat presentable right in front of the door, nope. > Then you open the door. And boy, it's a mess. You and the apartment. You look like you didn't sleep in three days, which is probably about right, and there's stuff all over the apartment because you most likely didn't stay in a single spot for more than five minutes. > Also, a soft cawing from like three crows that got very comfy inside because of a window that's been open for just as long. Coco 👑Yesterday at 8:39 PM You got worried that whatever got knocked over was Dave for a moment there but he does manage to open up the door, so that's something. The mess inside is easy to ignore, you know Dave well enough and you grew up with a bunch of brothers. The mess that is Dave though... Utterly pitiful. You just pull him into a tight hug right there in the door. rootyYesterday at 9:02 PM Oh, you didn't expect that to go so quick but... Man, you didn't realize how much you really needed that. You stand there awkardly for a moment, then your arms try to find their way somewhere through Aradia's mane. You realize there's no way you can say anything without your voice shaking, so you choose to just be quiet and let that happen. Coco 👑Yesterday at 9:31 PM Nothing a good long hug can't at least make a little better right? But all good things must end so you eventually let go of him to make your way to his couch, kicking off whatever crap is on there. You gesture at him to come sit with you. "You look like shit Dave." It's important to be honest right? rootyYesterday at 9:38 PM "I know." There it was, the shaky voice. And that half laugh didn't really cover it up. You gladly follow her to the couch though and let yourself drop next to her. And... then what? Being honest sounds like a good plan, but you honestly don't know where to even start. So you opt to just bury your face into her and let out a long-drawn-out noise. Coco 👑Yesterday at 10:01 PM "Shhh..." You just pet the mess in your arms. What can you even say about this whole mess? Not a lot. God knows he has every right t be fucked up over it. rootyYesterday at 10:26 PM

Oh hey is it getting wet or is that just you? No, it's totally not your face that's leaking. After a couple of minutes you actually manage to calm down some and turn, so you're lying somewhat comfy on Aradia's lap and just start babbling on your own as the silence gets unbrearable. 

 "So... you know... Sock being a Dave isn't really the problem. I've- I've talked with alternates before. That of other people and my own. The multiverse is a big and weird place. The issue is that he's, like, THE Dave. The- the one from here. I- I almost forgot this isn't my place... That I came from somewhere else. But... I didn't think he'd exist. He wasn't there. There was only Bro and- Fuck, Bro..." Your voice cracks, but you're not done yet. 

"The shit he said about Bro. I thought he was a better one...." Now you're done, as your voice slowly dies in your throat. Coco 👑Yesterday at 11:05 PM This is actually the first time you have seen Dave become this undone and it's breaking your heart. Worst of all there's so little you can really do for him except for stroking his hair in a weak attempt to calm him down. 

"You couldn't have known that about him though. You didn't know he's around when you arrived here right? Don't blame yourself for something that was out of your control." 

Bro though... It hits you just now how little you actually know about this man beyond him existing somewhere maybe. That's about all Dave ever told you and Sock never spoke about him at all until just yesterday. 

"How...How did Bro treat you then?"

rootyYesterday at 11:16 PM

Don't Blame Yourself is a real big fucking word for you. Aradia should know that. But then again, hearing that little reassurance from her was kind of helped. "Better than him..." This one did, at least. It's not that you wanted to keep anything hidden from Aradia this time, but more than you yourself were absolutely not ready to delve into whatever the fuck you left behind.

Coco 👑Yesterday at 11:25 PM

You know that's asking a lot of him but damn, there's nothing to be gained by blaming himself for everything all the damn time. "Well... Perhaps he wanted to make up for how he treated Sock? Whatever the reason, that's not your fault either." rootyYesterday at 11:34 PM

Your hand finds hers and just... holds it. Presses it against your head. The more contact, the better. The only way to make this all somewhat more bearable."This whole thing is a fuck." Coco 👑Yesterday at 11:39 PM

You other hand finds his cheek and gently pets it. Shhh... "It is. But it's not your fuck, you are just along for the ride. That and.. You don't even have the full story do you? Like why Sock wasn't around? Don't run away to earth before you at least talked to him okay?"

rootyYesterday at 11:43 PM

"I'm not, alright. I'm just... I don't know." The touch helped. Something nice you could focus on. "God, he must be freaking out..."

Coco 👑Yesterday at 11:47 PM

You can have plenty of touches Dave. "Probably, yeah... But he's at home, I'm sure he's safe."

rootyYesterday at 11:50 PM

But can you really be sure, Aradia. You sigh. "What do I even say to him.."

Coco 👑Yesterday at 11:51 PM

"Well knowing you guys... Some awkward introduction while you both pretend everything is fine until you eventually break down enough to actually tell each other what's on your mind."

rootyYesterday at 11:53 PM

You actually finally open your eyes and give her an annoyed look. Mostly annoyed because you know she's right. "Thing is I still don't know what's on my mind. It's all a mess. ..I don't wanna leave him hanging though."

Coco 👑Today at 12:01 AM

"Well we're here to try to sort your thoughts a little."

rootyToday at 12:10 AM

"Well uh. Here's a thought: I hate everything that's happening.  I want him to be alright though."

Coco 👑Today at 12:15 AM

"Sounds reasonable. Sounds like there's no way around talking to him too though."

rootyToday at 12:19 AM

You gesture with your free arm. "Well yeah but how!! 'Hey Sock I know things are hella awkward but I appreciate you' doesn't really cut it does it?"

Coco 👑Today at 12:23 AM

"Why not?"

rootyToday at 12:24 AM

"..." You stare at her. "Does it?" Listen. Aradia should know you're bad at this.

Coco 👑Today at 12:30 AM

"It's a start isn't it? It's reassuring to hear that you still care for him!"

rootyToday at 12:31 AM

"I guess. I hate how everyone always makes that shit sound so simple."

Coco 👑Today at 12:38 AM

"It's not simple. It's really hard, but it's important. You just have to try to explain as best as you can and it'll be okay...ish."

rootyToday at 12:40 AM

"Okayish. Now that sounds realistic for once." Actually, okayish sounds pretty okay. Better than what's going on right now.

Coco 👑Today at 12:41 AM

"Okayish can turn into okay with time and some work you know? It doesn't have to be okay right away."

rootyToday at 12:44 AM

You make some frustrated noises. "Why can't it just be okay right away."

Coco 👑Today at 12:48 AM

"You can't just cheat your way past everything else, that's why." You get his frustration though. He get's a big forehead kiss.

rootyToday at 12:52 AM

You pout. "I can still try." But you've actually managed to calm down a bunch. Who knows, maybe not everything would go up in flames.

Coco 👑Today at 12:58 AM

Boop his nose. "Your cheap cheat codes won't work on your brain Dave. Can't glitch through that things walls either." He looks a little better and that makes you smile.

rootyToday at 1:02 AM

"Hey now. You haven't even seen half of what I'm capable of yet. The other half got stuck in the floor once." Her smile actually makes you smile. Damn those gross contagious feelings.

Coco 👑Today at 1:03 AM

"Did you take pictures of your messy glitchy brain? I'd love to see them."

rootyToday at 1:07 AM

"Yeah, but it all looks like vaporwave and dick jokes. Kinda lame, if you ask me."

Coco 👑Today at 1:12 AM

"Aw. I do like this silly brain of yours a lot."

rootyToday at 1:14 AM

"Getting quite mushy there, miss."

Coco 👑Today at 1:15 AM

"Oh no! I will turn it down!" You pull away your hands. No more pets.

rootyToday at 1:17 AM

Oh. No!!! Your desperate noises say that you liked that. Don't take hands away.

Coco 👑Today at 1:18 AM

"But Dave...I can't keep on touching you. That's mushy."

rootyToday at 1:22 AM

"Aw shit. That's a problem. What do you advise?"

Coco 👑Today at 1:29 AM

"Allowing me to mush you up"

rootyToday at 1:30 AM

You wrinkle your nose in fake disgust. "Aw man. Fine. Just this once."

Coco 👑Today at 1:35 AM

Kiss his cheek.

rootyToday at 1:37 AM

Oh. Oh no that's more mush than you expected. And makes you blush a little. Just a little.

Coco 👑Today at 1:40 AM

"Don't get all mushy on me Dave."

rootyToday at 1:41 AM

"Shut up. I'm not. You are."

Coco 👑Today at 1:49 AM

Kiss his nose.

rootyToday at 1:53 AM

Eeeeeeee alright that's getting too much for you to handle. "Okay alright yep." You sit up and rub your face. She can't see how much you're blushing when your back is turned to her. It's like for a moment you actually forgot how much of a crush you got on her. Whoops.

Coco 👑Today at 1:56 AM

"We already done with the cuddling?" You pout.

rootyToday at 4:44 AM

"Sorry girl, I know you can't resist me. I just don't want you to overdose on this Strider quality." Super smooth safe. Almost as if you didn't learn anything.

[apple-rose301]

Off in a different Nexus district, Jalynn was currently running back and forth with a clipboard in hand. Sending papers, making papers, and checking on everything, the poor girl was so tired she almost wasn’t paying attention to her next task. “Miss Jalynn, could you please check the coding in Simulation-0432? We think there might be a bug.” The ginger blinked out of her tired state, smiling warily as her automated voice spoke out from her headband. “On it, sir!” It chirped its usual Siri-like voice. With that, she left the room to do as she was told. ———— “Excuse me, can you set me up in the Simulation?” Jalynn asked a couple scientists who seemed to have been busy working ot the kinks in their programming. One of them looked up, nodded, and signaled her to step into a teleporter. “Careful Ma’am, we’re still not sure where the bug is.” She nodded back, smiling. “Don’t worry, that’s why i’m here.” A bit of waiting and dizzy teleporting later, Jalynn stepped foot in a rather... concrete area. Vines grew around false stone walls, windows were smashed broken or missing, it all looked so.. real. She looked around in awe, having never been in such a ruin-like simulation before. “Alright! Time to find that bug!” She hopped off the teleporter and ran straight ahead, excitement kicking into her veins. ———— It’s been a while. She hadn’t found the bug yet, and she was starting to worry. Had it already escaped? Or perhaps corrupted the program? Will she be able to escape the simulation anymore? She looked down at her clipboard, thoughts swimming in her head. “Maybe I’m not cut out to be—“ “Hello.” A sudden voice jolted Jalynn ot of her thoughts as she turned around. Has someone else has entered the simulation? Does that mean she’s failed? Is she going to lose her job? It takes a while for her to register the person in front of her. She was so.. glitchy. The darkest code made out this girl’s hair, while the lighter bits lost their color up to half her arms, showing off obvious binary code that shined a bright green. Her green eyes glisten with curiousity as she stared intently at the scientist. “You’re rather interesting. You speak, but your mouth doesn’t move. How do you do that?” She asked, a bit of glitch hinting at her voice as well. The ginger struggled to answer, but at the worst timing her tiredness sets in, only just then figuring out who this mysterious girl was. Jalynn knocked out cold on the concrete with a last concious thought. “She’s the bug in the code. The Simulation Error.” ———— Unintentionally, this mini story became a bit longer than I thought. It was completely out of the blue, but I enjoyed writing it as much as drawing the picture! XDD Hope you guys enjoyed this lil tid bit, early warm-up for writing and all uwu ———— Simulation Erorr belongs to [S_imuLa_tIon Er_Ror|http://aminoapps.com/p/b9yh8r] Jalynn belongs to me uwu

[cloudysfluffs]

Have another prompt if you'd like! Don't wanna overload ya tho. You don't have to write this but I got a cute anti average idea. Okay so Anti likes to keep up the image of bein this badass totally evil demon but really he's just a big softie. Chase knows this. Anti was bein a cocky lil shit the whole day and when they're alone Chase tickles the hell out of him to remind him he's not scary to HIM 💜💜 (Again don't feel like you have to write this, but if ya wanna anti average idea here ya go!)

(PERFECT 👌👌👌)Anti had one weekness. Chase.Now, he wasn't gonna admit that to just anybody! Hell, he wouldn't admit it to Chase! But all it really took was a smile. That damn smile! Chase's, particularly. The warmth and comfort of his expression, the acceptance, the love. It was to much. Thats all it took, and Anti's red in the face and reaching for his boyfriend. Who, of course, complies, usually petting or giggling at his demon-boyfriend. He was so adorable. Anti had been one of the first of Jack's egos to appear, and very proud at said fact. That being said, he managed to cross paths with the first two egos of Mark. Warfstache, and Darkiplier. The three had formed an inseparable bond, to the point where Anti was excepted in their group. He would come to some of their meetings, or help egos with pranks, etc. But when Jack's egos started to multiply, Anti started dragging them along aswell.Now they were all seated around a table, conversing about channels while Chase absentmindedly tossed some paper into the trash across the room. The couple, Anti and Chase, shared fond glances at eachother through the meeting. It was to easy to distract them. But Chase began to notice some things.At home, Anti was this giant dork, making a mess and pulling pranks. He knew him as the person who loved to cuddle with him on Friday nights and watch movies, or the one who purred when you played with his hair. That was Anti. Who was this?This Anti was relatively...sophisticated. Now, of course, he was still Anti. Chase could tell from his dark jokes or his smile. But he wasn't the Anti he knew. He was scary. He was the one Chase feared and ran from. The glitchy nightmare sitting lazily at a desk. The monster that chuckled darkly at the mention of your name. That was Anti.Chase tried not to pay any mind, but when they got home, he had to bring it up.Anti strode into their shared bedroom, pulling off Chase's hat and throwing itt on the nightstand. He slung an arm around his boyfriend's shoulder, pulling him to the bed where they sat. Chase smiled softly, leaning against Anti's shoulder. His face dropped, when Anti's turned towards him."What's wrong, sweetheart? You havn't said a word since the meeting." Anti asked quietly, his face falling. Chase sighed."It's just-" Chase struggled for the right words."...Confusing.""What is? You can, uh, always talk to me?" Antu stuttered. He was bad at comfort words."You are." "I'm...sorry?""Nonono, I didn't mean it like that! Don't be sorry!"The two fell quiet. Anti chuckled, though there was no humor in his voice. Chase's heart sank."You...noticed. I'm sorry. Go on. Say it." Anti said quietly. He rubbed his eyes."Call me scary. A glitch bitch. Monster. Do your worst.""Anti that's not what I meant! You're- you're not like that!" Chase insist, poking Anti's chest. Anti's head fell, and he used his sleve to wipe his eyes."You're not scary. I'm not scared of you. And I won't be. I love you.""That's what they all said." Anti sang flatly."Went back on that notion pretty fast...""I'm...so sorry." Chase paused, then pulled Anti into him, his arms around his waist. Anti swallowed, nervously embracing Chase as well. Once he realized Chase wasn't going anywhere, he pulled himself in closer.Okay, Chase. Think. Make him happy. You can do it.Chase, lost in thought, began lightly tracing Anti's spine, smiling as he earned a small shiver from the other. Chase pulled away only slightly, just enough to manage to trace up Anti's spine and onto the back of his neck.Anti jumped, squeaking momentarily. Chase. Wouldn't. Dare.Chase's fond traces trailed across the back of Anti's neck, humming as if he wasn't aware of his actions. But Anti knew he was."Ch-Chahase..." Anti growled, cursing the hitch in his voice. He grit his teeth. "Quihihit...""Nnnnope!" Chase responds, his other hand prodding at Anti's right side. Anti tried in vain to squirm out of Chase's grasp, only managing to get himself pinned."No- nonono. Chase. Do not." Anti warned, attempting to curl up as Chase sat on his thighs. It, obviously, did not work. Chase smiled brightly, watching in awe as Anti's face turned a dark shade of green. Anti turned his head to the side, shutting his eyes."My only weakness!""Phhht, Only weakness?" Chase scoffed, tracing a finger across Anti's stomach. Anti tensed, pulling at his arms."Please! I know of one other weakness...""Chahahase no!" "Chaaaase yes!"Chase giggled, trailing his fingers to Anti's ribs, smiling even wider at the squeal Anti made."Chahahase, buhuhuddy, love, dohon't do ihit!" Anti pleaded on deaf ears."Say please and then maybe ill think about it.""In yohohour dreams!""You know what they say, Anti! Never give up on your dreams!"Chase released Anti's arms for a moment, his hands shooting down to scratch at Anti's ribs."CHASE! Ahahahaha no!" Anti laughed softly, glitching morso than before."Chahahase!""Mm'hmm. That's my name." Chase said with a shrug. Anti shot him a glare, though it faded almost instantly. Chase decided this wasn't going to get the smile he wanted. Times like this called for drastic measures. His fingers still scribbling at Anti's ribs, slowly trailed downwards...to his sides. Anti's eyes widened momentarily, before shutting as tightly as possible."CHAHAHAHASE!""Hmm?" Chase hummed, grinning amusedly."STOHOHOHOP!" Anti pushed at Chases hands, though to weak to actually manage to do anything. All he could really do was laugh."STOPSTOPSTOHOHOHOP! PLEHEHEASE!""Please?" Chase asked, mocking surprise."Did- Did the big scary Anti just say please? And to tickling no less!""SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!" Anti only managed to laugh harder as Chases other hand scratched softly at Anti's neck."PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEPLEHEHEHEASE!""Mm...Alright." Chase finally retracted his hands, lying down next to Anti. Anti took long, deeo breaths, trying to recover from that torture. His giggles were still prominent through his hands, which had been stapled over his mouth ever since he could calm down."You know. You're really hard to be scared of when you're giggling like this.""Shuhuhut up." Anti groaned playfully, rolling onto his side to embrace Anti. His after-tickles faded into Chases chest, causing him to laugh to."Hehey get your fahace of me you dohohof!" Chase giggled, softly pushing Anti away to embrace him as well. Anti smiled warmly, his eyes closing from exhaustion.Anti had two weaknesses. Chase. And tickling.Now, he wasn't gonna admit that to just anybody! Except maybe Chase, who had been using these to his advantage ever since this occurrence.Anti loves it.

[aether-asterisk]

also, i wanted to post these earlier but then terraria happened and. yeah

i mostly made these because of some HELP_stripes doodles i made but didn’t get to post just yet (they only included after!caff and error!caff anyway lol) and y’know.

i guess maybe a little bit about each one. lust!caffrin is just. plagued with an intense nonstop estrus. moreso than any other caffrin. sometimes this makes her smug and dominant, other times it leaves her a submissive moaning mess. there’s really no in-between. inverted fate!caffrin kinda speaks for herself. literally, in this pic. basically, caffrin gives up, the timeline resets and veronica does everything she was meant to do and becomes a fucking national heroine for bringing peace between monsters and humans (and of course is a smug lil bitch about it of course) because caffrin just. doesn’t have it in her to fight with all her might. even if it’s not actually fighting. she’s tired alright, let her rest,,, i don’t really know a goddamn thing about the after!timeline or the error!timeline. i guess the former is like after a genocide run, after!caffrin was scared and confused and didn’t want to kill all the monsters but she didn’t know what else to do and it just. got to her. instead of giving in to chara at the end she took matters into her own hands and crossed the barrier by giving up her soul along with asgore’s. so essentially, she’s still alive, but doesn’t have a soul. and she can’t die because of it, no matter how much she wants to. she literally cannot die. despite not even having the ABILITY to feel compassion, she still had regrets on what she’s done; she still wants to take it all back, but she knows damn well that it’s too late and it’s all her fault. so basically she’s soulless and suffering and her “family” (veronica and ollie) try to help but. nothing works. veronica especially is upset by all this because what happened to her little sister and why wasn’t she there to stop it-- and i....really don’t have anything for error!caffrin. she’s just a glitchy lil shit i guess lol

anyway, yeah. more au caffrins i may literally never use lol

[floofsta-x]

HELLOOO I SAW YOU LIL POST AND I WAS LIKE AWWW YOU STILL REMEMBER ME 🤧. I’m sorry I’ve been so inactive. I recently had finals and since the holiday is coming up I’ve been busy shopping and meeting up with some friends. I’m also freaking out about tomorrow because I have an audition and I’m realllyyyu worried about it. And my laptop has been glitchy lately... Anyways enough about me. HOW HAVW YOU BEEN? WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TOO? EXCITED FOR THE HOLIDAYS AND DO YOU HAVE ANY PLANS. ~ ❣️

(Part 2) also for some reason my asks don’t go through which really pIsSes me off like tumblr please get your shit together asdfgghjkl. So yea hopefully you get this lol ~ ❣️

Of course I still remember you!! I enjoy hearing from you and everything 🤧🤧 It’s alright! I know you were talking about your computer being weird and having life things going on, and I completely understand :)) I’m glad you’ve been having some fun among the stress!

I’m rooting for you!! I’m sure that your audition will go great!! 

As for me, I’ve been doing well :) I’m home for the holidays, finals week was last week. I’m only really planning on relaxing over the break, and the festive season. It’s so nice, and gives me some time to pull myself together and relax! Also write fanfic. Which I have a lot in the works, rip. I really want to finish another part to Sing Me My Destiny and/or Rise Before the Fall, and I’m working on a prompt/request one of my Ellynefics fans sent me. There’s also the first chapter or so of Dark Night of the Soul I need to finish. ahh. 

I know?? I think tumblr keeps eating my asks, too, which is really frustrating considering that it’s mbb secret santa season and :// 

Thanks for taking a moment to send me something and let me know you’re still alive 😙💕

[soysaucevictim]

Late to post, but here’s Week 2 of Spellbound.

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Aug. 22

I woke up around 11AM.

Did some video editing and started uploading the footage of me drawing that Remus pixel portrait of Remus.

The did some dishes and made today’s Hello Fresh Meal. Mushroom Penne with truffle cream. I liked it to a middling extent (I’m enjoying truffle more myself, but I recognize how intense of a flavor it is). But yeah. It was met with a “meh”.

Spent a few hours updating some logs and documenting last few day’s of events. Then, I did today’s exercise.

First, today’s DD. 40 climbers with EC. Pretty fun and breezy. I tried to land lightly on my feet this time - just to feel graceful like that.

Last, Chapter 7 of the SbP. I was to charge and cast “Healing Level 1 Spell“ to help an NPC out. I rested about 1′ in between sets - it was mostly breezy yoga... mostly. Glad the up/down dogs were done in pairs, the child’s pose was a nice breather too. Really felt the fatigue build-up when it came to that plank hold. But it was pretty satisfying to transition between exercises as smoothly as possible!

Did some online shopping and watched YouTube before bed... late again.

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Aug. 23

I woke up after 11AM.

Did some chatting and whatnot before getting in today’s exercise early (which was welcomingly chill.)

First, today’s DD. 1′ plank punches with EC. I counted exactly 60 reps today, so I’m fairly happy about that pace!

Last, Chapter 8 of the SbP. I was to charge and cast “Tracking Spell“. It was nice to just do meditation again. This required 10′ and I focused on breathing from the belly as best I could. Mind wandered a lil but that’s just how it goes. It was still pretty relaxing!

Chill was disrupted by a transient health scare with Dad... threw my entire day off. Was supposed to be movie night, but between anxiety about that and fear that things would interrupt movie time. But chatting and browsing stuff helped a bit.

I got to bed obscenely late again.

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Aug. 24

I woke up around 2PM.

Had technical issues but more notably there was a pretty loud/angry argument bro had with the Uncle about his negligent cooking and mess-cleaning leading to the kitchen sink being backed-up.

There was shoving involved. Fucked me up mentally for a good while, if I’m totally honest... I tried doing some Sides analysis and chatted for a distraction, before doing my exercise.

First, today’s DD. 40 scorpion twists with EC. A little less fun to do with a slightly full stomach. But oh well. I like the exercise well enough.

Last, Chapter 9 of the SbP. I was told to charge a couple more spells.

First had to be “Shield“. Variable rest times, today. I could feel the jitters start to melt as I went along, so that was more than welcome. Some ankle complaint noted from the jumping lunges, but at least it wasn’t very many of those.

Second was just any attack spell - I charged “Wind Blast“. Pretty variable rest here, too. Kinda didn’t want to do a lot of floorwork today - but I do think I hit the arms a bit harder for it. Still gotta be mindful of your elbows for plank rotations, too.

That helped dial down the jitters I was having for a bit... so did chatting and trying to sketch a fan art idea out.

But I still wound up pulling an allnighter because I was an anxious mess today... I didn’t really get much done other than some rambling on the fandom blog and watching YouTube...

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Aug. 25

This morning I did some dishes, made a trip reservation, ranted on Twitter about sources of distress before taking a couple hour nap.

Spent most of day chatting and browsing stuff.

It was a bit late, but I did get in some exercise today.

First, today’s DD. 2′ single leg hops, without EC. Had to drop at 1′30″ mark, rested a few seconds to finish up. Only counted the the longer set’s reps - 120. Honestly, sleep-deprivation REALLY didn’t help.

Last, Chapter 10 of the SbP. Casted the “Shield” spell, though I’m not doing the probability check, the roll I got was a success anyways.

Then I was to charge & cast, “Healing Level 1 Spell“ again. Whoo boy... eating jalapeno poppers was NOT the smartest decision shortly before this. Gave myself some heartburn and coughing because of said heartburn. But I powered through that. :I

Then, I hit the showers and washed my mask. Browsed tumblr for a bit before hitting the sack. Happy but unsurprised by managing the yellow zone. Exhausted and I had somewhere to be tomorrow.

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Aug. 26

I woke up around 11AM.

Went to Seeking Safety Group. Went alright.

Got home and spent some hours streaming/making that glitchy, hellish mash-up I did for silly reason. Also spent time chatting and browsing about.

Very late, but I managed to get in my exercise around 11PM, tonight.

First, today’s DD. 2′ side leg raise with EC (1′/1′). This was pretty breezy to get through. Get more out of this if you can make a right angle with side of hip to floor.

Last, Chapter 11 of the SbP. I was to charge and cast the “Super Strength Spell“. Variable to max amount of rest taken between sets, this time. Tried to make the push-ups decent. But it was pretty easy to get through this in a timely fashion.

Spent rest of my night doing Sides analysis stuff. Got to bed obscenely late... only saving grace was that it was before noon. :/

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Aug. 27

I woke up around noon.

I spent most of my day chatting and doing that Sides analysis stuff (interpreting pairing platonically positively.) I wound up writing like 2.3k words on that instead of fic writing... woops.

Did my exercise late.

Spent vast majority of my day working on a positive analysis of all the Sides pairings [platonic intent], set to post tomorrow. Had a lot of fun chatting about it too. I wrote like 2.3k words on it... orz

First, today’s DD. 2′ O-Pose with EC. That definitely got me trembling the whole way through. Things got real after 1′ and legs started to feel like dropping in the last 20″. But I’m really happy I managed it. This is a personal favorite exercise. Very meditative!

Last, Chapter 12 of the SbP. I was to charge and cast the “Invisibility Spell.“ Max rest. The plank rotations were the hardest part - everything else was pretty manageable.

I did get to bed too late, almost in the yellow zone.

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Aug. 28

I woke up a bit after 9AM.

I had to go to my psychiatrist appointment today. Went alright... got a chance to share that scary!Remus art with him. I did mention the acute shit that’s been happening... but also my more positive coping stuff.

Got home and when the Hello Fresh arrived - I did dishes and made today’s meal. Italian noodle soup. This was another chicken sausage based soup - pretty enjoyable. Bro liked the kale soup more. But at least I think it was more accessible for pops and his lack of teeth.

I was already tired at that point... but I had to help deal with kitchen sink problems I didn’t realize were an issue. Whatever the Uncle did to “fix“ the sink broke it and it was leaking the entire time I was doing dishes! Fucking hell.

Had to take another shower after that.

Active rest day, only devoted exercise was going to be  today’s DD. 40 raised leg circles with EC. Not a fan of neck strain. But doable. Just glad it was only that with my energy levels.

Got to bed later than yesterday.