#all of the important moments that happen in their home

[babsworlds]

LOST & BROKEN.

pairing. Tangerine x fiancée! reader

synopsis. Tangerine comes home from mission, after not letting you know if he’s alive.

warnings. angst (happy ending??), bruises, wounds, relationship insecurities, argument, really not proofread, i kinda hate that sorryyy

YOU WERE ALWAYS AWARE OF YOUR FIANCÉ’S WORK AND ITS INHERENT DANGER, but you never complained. Tangerine made more than enough money to spoil you, ensuring you never had to pay for even a bottle of water. He took care of you, and you appreciated the life he provided.

But with his dangerous job came a set of rules to ease your constant worry. The most important one was simple: call or text every day, letting you know he was okay. If he couldn't, he had to provide a valid reason why he didn't text or call. It was a small comfort in a life filled with uncertainty.

Tonight, Tangerine was supposed to come back home, and you had been looking forward to it. However, he hadn't called or texted you for two days. Anxiety gnawed at you, your mind racing with worst-case scenarios. You couldn't be sure if he was okay or if you should start preparing for a funeral.

You paced the living room, glancing at your phone every few seconds, hoping for any sign of communication from him. The silence was deafening, and it felt like a heavy weight pressing down on your chest.

Memories of your time together flashed through your mind—how he would surprise you with lavish gifts, the laughter you shared, and the tender moments that made you feel like the luckiest person in the world. Despite the danger, you loved him deeply, and the thought of losing him was unbearable.

As the hours ticked by, you tried to distract yourself with anything you could find. You flipped through TV channels, attempted to read a book, and even tried cleaning the already spotless apartment. Nothing could take your mind off the gnawing worry.

You eventually fell asleep, but it didn't take long before you were woken up by the loud, insistent ringing of the doorbell. You honestly didn't even hope it would be Tangerine. The anxiety of the past few days had taken its toll, and you were bracing yourself for the worst.

But there he was.

He stood before you, his curls messy and his beautiful face bruised and wounded. The sight of him made your heart skip a beat. "What are you doing here?" you asked, your voice groggy from sleep as you struggled to fully wake up.

"Uh, I live here?" he replied, narrowing his eyes at you with a mixture of exhaustion and irritation.

"You have keys," you shot back, scanning his body for any more injuries. It was clear he hadn't had the best day of his life.

"Lost 'em," he said, his voice gruff as he stumbled into your shoulder, roughly making his way around you and into the apartment.

You stood there in shock, wondering what had happened. The weariness in his eyes, the tension in his movements—it all pointed to something serious. You knew better than to press him right now, but the worry gnawed at you.

He made his way to the bathroom, but you weren’t in the mood to let it slide. You leaned against the doorframe, watching him as he cleaned his wounds, his focus fixed on his reflection in the mirror.

“Why didn’t you text? Call?” you asked sharply, getting right to the point. Of course you were mad at him.

“I lost my phone in the chaos,” he retorted, his voice flat as he tended to his cuts. “Just like the keys.” He rolled his eyes in the mirror, and that was what hit you the hardest. It felt like he was making fun of your genuine worry.

“And why didn’t you use Lemon’s phone?” you pressed, your tone insistent. There was always a way to contact you, and if he wanted to, he would have found one.

“Broken,” he answered shortly, finishing cleaning his face. “I was glad I found my way home, darlin’,” he said, but the nickname sounded so sour, a far cry from the affectionate tone you were used to.

“I was worried,” you said, your voice raw with emotion, just letting him know how you felt.

“So you don’t trust me?” Tangerine shot back, a defensive edge in his tone.

You raised an eyebrow at his stupid question. Did he really want to start an argument right now? “What are you saying?” you smiled sarcastically. “You really want to argue over this?”

“No. I just feel like you don’t trust me to be fine,” he retorted, sounding frustrated.

You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Did he really want to make you even more mad? What was his problem? “Do you hear yourself?” you laughed incredulously.

You cut him off by walking away before he could say something, because when you can't solve your problems, just walk away from them. The frustration and emotional exhaustion of the past few days had taken their toll on you, and you needed a moment to collect yourself.

The anger and hurt you felt were overwhelming, and you couldn't bear to hear any more excuses or explanations from him. Your mind raced with a mix of worry, disappointment, and the lingering fear that had haunted you during his absence. It felt like your emotions were teetering on the edge, and you needed space to process everything.

You weren't surprised Tangerine didn't follow you; you didn't please him. You sat yourself at the kitchen table, feeling every emotion at once. You heard the water running as Tangerine took a shower.

You started to cry. At first, you tried to hold back the tears, but it was too much. The worry, frustration, and fear of the past few days overwhelmed you, and the floodgates opened. The kitchen, usually a place of comfort, now felt like a space where all your anxieties were laid bare.

You buried your face in your hands, your sobs shaking your shoulders. The sound of the running water from the bathroom was a stark contrast to the turmoil inside you. Each tear that fell carried with it the weight of the uncertainty and fear you had been feeling.

Minutes passed, and the tears continued to flow. You felt a mixture of anger and sadness, each emotion crashing over you like waves. You loved Tangerine deeply, but his actions had hurt you, and you couldn't ignore that pain. It was as if all the emotions you had kept bottled up had finally found an outlet.

As the shower continued to run, you tried to take deep breaths, attempting to calm yourself. You knew you needed to find a way to communicate with Tangerine better, but at that moment, the exhaustion from all the worry and stress was too overwhelming. Your thoughts were a tangled mess of hurt, love, and frustration.

Eventually, the water stopped, and you heard the faint sounds of Tangerine moving around in the bathroom. You wiped your tears, trying to compose yourself. You didn't want him to see you like this, but at the same time, you knew he needed to understand just how much his actions affected you.

You heard Tangerine opening the door, making his way to the kitchen. You looked up, and his wet curls fell perfectly on his face. He wore a towel around his waist, his v-line visible. God, he looked so fuckable, but even that couldn’t calm your sadness and emotions.

“Are you crying?” he asked, his voice suddenly filled with genuine concern and empathy.

No, I’m laughing at you being a dick, you thought.

You didn’t answer, unable to find the words.

That silence was what killed him the most. “Love,” Tangerine spoke softly, kneeling down in front of you. He reached out, gently cupping your face with his hands, his eyes searching yours for some understanding.

“Please don’t cry,” he said softly, rubbing your salty tears away. “I’m so sorry.”

At that moment, you didn’t need to hear anything else. You just wanted to feel his touch after this long, stressful week without him. Overwhelmed by your emotions, you fell into his arms, seeking comfort in his embrace. “It’s okay,” you whispered, trying to reassure yourself as much as him.

Tangerine held you tightly, his warmth and presence providing a sense of relief. He gently stroked your hair, murmuring apologies and promises to do better. The tension and fear that had gripped you began to melt away, replaced by a fragile hope that things would improve.

In his arms, you felt a flicker of solace, a reminder that despite the challenges, your love for each other could withstand the trials. As you clung to him, you silently vowed to work together to find a better balance, to communicate more openly, and to support each other through the highs and lows.

[transmascaraa]

multiple characters headcanons!

you come back home after a week-long mission without them.

characters: kinich, dainsleif, diluc x gn!reader

author's note: i definitely didn't disappear for 2,5 months like i mean why would i ever do that🧍‍���️

☆ Kinich

-"hello my love" and he's hugging you literally the second after

-no words exchanged after that if they're js unnecessary

-after a bit of just...... standing at the door in eachothers arms he breaks the silence

-"are you hurt" and it doesn't matter if you are or not he's gonna check and make sure nonetheless that you are not hurt in the least bit

-when all that is finished just know he'll do ANYTHING you suggest for at least the next month because he missed you but doesn't wanna act too clingy

-literally whatever you want

-movies? which one. cuddling? big or little spoon. eating ice cream? he's bringing it to bed.

-boyfriend material frfr

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✧ Dainsleif

-this man is so underrated and i just realized how much i love him because he's so perfect

-"welcome back, my beloved." and YOU'RE the one hugging him tight

-he's a bit freezed in the moment but soon after hugs you back

-he's gentle with his hugs tho you can probably never expect a tight hug from him unless you almost died or something and he's scolding you while holding you close

-"did anything dangerous happen?" and he tries to see if you have any wounds

-if you do he'll treat them right away and then give you something to eat(probably your favorite)

-if you don't he'll hurry and make you your favorite food

-he's a silent lover but that doesn't mean he won't give his own life to save you

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✷ Diluc

-"my dear, welcome back." he's gonna gently hug you the first step you walk in

-"everything went well, i hope..?" because he's so ready to treat your wounds if you have any.

-if you, thankfully, don't have any wounds, i feel like he'd whisper something like "kinda surprised you came back in one single piece" with a smirk

-anyway after that he'll ask you if you want to do anything together

-but first of all he'll make you rest because that's what's important

-your favorite food is literally already on the table no need to wait for him to cook

-he won't allow you to do anything too difficult for the next 24h probably

-oh and he WILL suggest a date on your guys' balcony drinking grape juice gossiping kaeya together^^

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okay that was nice

i hope you guys like itttt

:p

| @mariaace <3

[samsayswhatever]

Analysis of their morning

When Saxon gets back home, he's is in FULL DENIAL MODE. He remembers doing things that no one should do, and he is losing his grip on his sanity. His only life line is that Lochlan says he doesn't remember. Now he plans to double down on his identity, starting off strong by making his protein shake.

When Victoria brings up how Piper has no thesis, and is moving to Thailand piper says "What do you care?" to Saxon. He's like, "Because you're my little sister! I don't want to see you wasting away your life."

I think he says this because he's doubling down on his identity as a big brother because of what happened with Lochlan. He's reminding himself of who he is and what he wants. And he's now hyper aware of what regret can do to someone, and he doens't want Piper to regret her life choices.

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However, from Lochlan's POV, of the night, he chose to go to this crazy full moon party with Saxon instead of staying with Piper to help her tell this news to their parents. I think he's feeling a little bad that he left her, but still worse that she's leaving him behind too, like they always do.

He's the youngest, so he had to grow up watching his siblings slip out of his grasp. His father is either working or working out, and his mother is always on drugs or at "the club" (which I think means like the preppy golf club type place.) I think Lochlan is alone a lot, and really wishes he had stronger family connections. I think he was hoping to grow closer to one of his siblings by joining their college, but Piper is leaving now, so he thought Saxon would give him attention if he did what he wanted for a night.

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Lochlan drank, possibly for the first time, and did drugs for the first time. He partied like there was no tomorrow to the best of his ability to gain Saxon's favor. And what happens? He wakes up alone, and naked. And his shorts are missing. And so he puts on the only shorts available - Saxon's shorts. And then he wanders the boat looking for his brother, only to find him annoyed and standoffish. Saxon insists he doesn't remember anything about last night, and isn't being his normal confident self. Saxon should be happy they partied like crazy, and tell him some overly detailed sex story about Chelsea or somehting. But he doesn't. Saxon's not giving him any positive feed back about whatever the hell happened last night. This must be disappointing at least, and at most it could freak Loch out.

Lochlan doesn't remember the threesome but I'm curious about which pieces he's putting together. Does he remember kissing Chloe? The flashback only showed him the threesome, so does he even remember kissing Saxon the first time?? Is there any evidence besides his nudity that he had sex? Like a condom wrapper or stains on the sheets? Is he aware that both he and Saxon would have to be naked at the same time to switch their shorts? Does he think he slept next to Saxon or Chloe? Or did he just blearily roll out of bed, noticing nothing, questioning nothing, grabbing whatever was at hand to get dressed.

I don't know what he thinks happened, but my best guess is that he doesn't remember kissing anyone or sleeping next to anyone. It's also quite possible he hasn't thought much about how the shorts swap happened. However, I think he has enough clues to be a little afraid to find out what happened last night.

Lochland doesn't say, "Morning, Sax, crazy party. What even happened last night? I blacked out after the fireworks." Instead he just sits down and is quite for a moment before he says, "I don't last night, at all." He doesn't ask questions even though he knows nothing. This just felt important because his character always asks questions. He asks why his mom ignored Kate even though she obviously didn't want to talk about it. The next day he asks his dad if something is wrong when his phone keeps buzzing. And Lochlan asked about Pipers virginity twice! He likes to know things. But now, after the night Saxon wanted him to lose his virginity, he just doens't ask a single question about what happened? It's just very interesting.

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Then they didn't show what happens between the boat and arriving back at the hotel, but I can assume that Saxon didn't answer any questions. It's likely that they didn't talk at all except maybe a, "Let's go," or something simple here and there. Lochlan must be getting more and more anxious, wondering what he did wrong, and Saxon is trying to build up his emotional shields so that he doesn't have to admit to himself what he did.

Their both having a horrible morning. Saxon wants to stay away form Loch to keep his guilt at bay, and Loch is probably regretting going to the party because it seems to have just made things worse. So he goes with piper to the monastery. But then he says he will stay the night with her. This is interesting again. He don't know what happened last night, but he assumes Saxon will still be ignoring him by the time he gets back, therefore it's not worth it to try to go home. I think that if he thought a little time away form each other would reset things with Sax, then he wouldn't have offered to stay with Piper. So he must think it's really bad.

Then of course Lochlan remembers some snippets of what happened, but specifically the handjob. And he makes a face, and opens his eyes and looks around, but specifically to his left, not at Piper, but past her. I wonder if he was looking at the door, like he was trying to escape. If he's like the rest of his family who like to escape through work, exercise, drugs, etc, then he might not be comfortable continuing to meditate. He might try to leave, but he might also be "forced" to stay because he's holding out hope he can get attention from Piper. Then he might confront his thoughts, and work through them faster than Saxon.

Since Saxon was acting weird, I think Lochlan will figure out that he knows, even though he said, "We both blacked out." But Saxon doesn't think Loch remembers, as far as we know. However, he might be the type to be suspicious. He might have enough drinking experience to know that his memories could come back, and that probably is adding a lot to his stress levels.

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Anyway, it will be so interesting to see where the show goes from here. They could easily have them remember more parts of the night, and expand their story, but they could also leave that up in the air. The show could have them stay apart for the whole next episode, and continue to freak out and process separately, or they could get thrust together. If Piper ends up hating the monastery, I could see her wanting to go to gregs party, and of course Loch will want to stick with her, but will he know Saxon is there? Will he not go because Saxon is there? Will he seek Saxon out and finally ask follow up questions? There is so much possibility.

[isabella-2025]

Unlikely love Chapter 9 : Warnings: major character death, Violence with guns (non-descriptive) and cursing

What was your reaction to the moment Jey and Noella had ?

Did you team change since the last chapter ?

Will Roman ever tell Noella how he feels?

comment your answers please. ❤️❤️

Jey's car California skyline

After the tense encounter between Noella and Roman outside the funeral home Jey did as Noella asked and took Noella to a beautiful outlook of the California skyline. The car was parked and they were sitting on the hood silently looking at the city lights. Noella looks at Jey and asks " How did you find this place it is so beautiful." Jey laughs gently and says " I come up here all the time when life get's crazy, nobody else knows about this place it's my little secret." Noella laughs and says " Well thank you for letting me in on your little secret I pinky swear I will not tell anyone." Jey laughs loudly but gives her is pinky finger so they can pink promise. Jey looks at Noella seriously and says " So what happened with Roman, if you wanna talk about it I am here, always." Noella frowns and says " He was talking to Cody and I overheard Cody say that I was his sister, I freaked out and yelled at him because he promised he would never lie to me." Noella frowns, her eyes brim with tears and she sobs " Why Jey. Why did he lie." Jey gently pulls her into his arms whispers sweet nothings in her eye and kisses her head. Noella finally stops crying lifts her head from his shoulder looks into his eyes and thanks him. Jey puts his right hand onto the right side of her face and gently brushes his fingers against her cheek. Noella's breath hitches and her eyes close as his gentle touch eases her mind. Jey hoarsely whispers " Noella, Baby girl you know I would never lie to you like he does, you are to important to me for me to lie to you." Noella opens her eyes and stares into Jeys warm Brown ones. Noella feels something she's never felt before a pull to Jey that she has never felt with anyone it scares her and excites her all at once. Jeys fingers stop brushing against her cheek, he looks at her eyes shining with something undeniable, desire maybe and he asks " Noella, I know you are going through a lot right now, I really wanna kiss you and help you feel this forever, so can I kiss you." Noella looks at him hesitantly and nervously whispers " J-e-e-y…… Y-e-e-s you can k-k-i-i-s me. " Jey smiles at her confession slowly leans in brushing his forehead against hers and kisses her slips slow and unhurried. Noella wraps her arm around his neck and Jey wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer in the process. Before things can progress further Noella pulls away smiles at Jey and says " That is enough for now, okay" Jey kisses her head and says " Okay mama, whatever you want. They lay back down on the hood of the car her head on his chest and his arms wrapped around her shoulders. The two are blissfully unaware that someone near and dear to Jey gave his location away to Rollins and Rhea and they were closing in fast…..

Bloodline mansion

Roman sat in his office chair looking at the documents that Cody had given him to prove he was Noella's blood. Cody had explained to him that Noella's mom Cora and his dad had a one night stand and Noella was a product of that. Cody said his dad had supported Noella and Cora financially until Michael came along then Cora just went off the grid and cut all contact with him. Now that Roman knew the truth he could not help but feel a deep ache in his chest because of how upset Noella was. Solo who is sitting across from him notices his cold shift in his demeanor and says " You know this is not your fault she did not give you anytime to explain before she ran off. " Roman angrily slams his hand onto the table and screams " Dammit you think I don't know that, that is not what is bothering me… she's with Jey now that is what is bothering me. " Why Solo say. " Because I love her and all those feeling I had when we were little came rushing back when I saw her, I want her with me Solo". Roman says, he looks down at the papers and frowns. Solo starts to say something but before he can Jimmy and Kevin run into the room and frantically yell " Guys we have to go to the hospital now, Noella and Jey are their somebody shot them, that is all I know now. " Shit lets go Roman says so the bloodline including Naomi and Kevin load up and rush to the hospital.

At UCLA hospital

Cody, Jey and Noella hobble into the hospital. Noella has a gunshot to her abdomen; Cody has a gunshot to his leg and Jey just got Grazed in the arm with a bullet. The nurses run Cody and Noella to get STAT CT's of their injuries, while another nurse stiches Jey up and leads him back to the lobby. Jey taps his foot anxiously and runs his hands through his hair in frustration, Noella was hurt badly, and he couldn't get to her into time. He hears someone yelling Noella's name, he turns around and sees Roman, the rest of the bloodline and Kevin running in his direction. Roman is so fueled with rage that he pulls jey up by the throat, pushes him against the nearest wall and Growls in his ear " Damn Jey if something bad happened to Noella because of you so help me God you are going to wish that bullet killed you." Jey struggles against his grip and is only freed when Jimmy grabs Roman and pulls him off of Jey. Jimmy hold Roman back and yells " Damn Uce, let him explain." Solo goes to Jey's side in case Roman tries to come at him again. Jey says in a hoarse voice " Me and Noella were just lying on the hood of the car, looking at the skyline in my secret spot. Everything was fine I heard some rustling behind us, so I shot up and that's when I got grazed, I barely had time to react before….." Before what Roman yells. "Before Rhea and Rollins came out with guns, Rhea shot at Noella and she went down, then Cody came out of nowhere and Rollins shot him in the leg. Rhea tried to shoot Noella again to finish the job but before she could I shot her…. she's dead." Roman pushes Jimmy off of him and runs his hands through his hair and says " Great so now Rollins but especially Damien are going to come after our asses. " Solo calmly says " wait and damn minute, if your secret spot how the hell did anyone else know you guys were there." Jey just shakes his head in confusion. Before another word can be spoken Doctors come out and say that Noella and Cody…..

Undisclosed location California

Damien sits in a chair with his jaw and fists clenched in anger. Damien gets up throws the chair he was sitting in to the wall and breaks it. He looks at Seth, smirks evilly and says, " we are going to kill every single person Noella cares about so she can feel my pain, then we are going to kill everyone in the bloodline and rule the city forever." Seth laughs evilly shakes his head and says " Now that we have someone on the inside, when we do this, they are not going to know what hit them and it is going to be freaking awesome. " Seth and Damien turn to their plant and say, " Thank you for telling us Jeys secret spot……."

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Tension is rising between Jey and Roman, will they be able to keep it together for the sake of Noella.

How do you think Roman will react if he finds out about the kiss between Noella and Jey?

What kind of evil plans do Damien and Seth have planned?

Who is the plant that is close to Jey?

@uceyliyahh @eringobragh420 @acute-crashout-jeyuso @empressdede @punksyeet @southerngirl41 @trippinsorrows @mytribalnightmare @bossbitch-22 @officialeve24 @femdisa @usoinked

[inferae]

   Ah, so he hadn't even needed to ask. It was impressive that it only took a mere moment, he wondered if that's what would happen if he had lost a limb, that it would come back so easily and quickly in just a blink of the eye… Better to not test it though, he would feel horrible if anything happened that might upset Mercury– he was so proud of his creation after all, anything that might cause him trouble always made the other man fret.

   ❝It was nothing of importance.❞

   Free hand waving off the question. Though this gesture only brought a new question to mind: How would it get the organ home without question..? Typically it was never an issue the “donor” would already be within their home, or they would be in a secluded area at night, or it would simply eat the organ instead of taking it home.

   ❝You must have a spare box here, yes? Name something you wish for it.❞

     Anyone else probably wouldn't have lasted this long in front of them, honestly. For Eros would've gotten rid of most anyone else who could learn about this secret if they didn't trust them. Wouldn't let them stay anywhere near the vidyadhara or the planet they so adored.

     “ Good. ”

     A blackened hand reaches up to rub at the back of their neck, as if sitting like this is causing discomfort. Really, it's the fact that they can feel their body working and trying to repair itself. Though, it can't quite yet. But the curse that plagues them refuses to let them die, either. Keeping the heart in Helle's hand beating until it decides better to just – be rid of it. Almost like a lizard simply shedding its tail to fool predators. The organ disconnects itself entirely and there's a brief moment where Eros' body slumps back into the chair they're sitting in. Eyes glazed over before the cavity starts to close, the brief glimmers of a new heart forming in their chest visible before muscle and skin come back over their form. It takes a moment, just a moment, before they're sitting back up with a gasp for air.

     “ Never gonna get used t' that – what'd ya ask me? ”

[guardian-angle22]

Tarlos Wedding Celebration Event [Week 12] -> favorite location(s)-> The Tarloft

[fishareglorious]

kakania numero uno reverse 1999 character on the fact she makes a dig on the sex life of the guy she was dueling with at the moment. while also somewhat kinda maybe implying she fucked his wife

[ghost-proofbaby]

telling myself to continue on like normal and write like normal but how am i supposed to do that when i know my world is ending in 24 hours?

tw for tags: i accidentally rambled on and aired out all my grief for my dog

[transvampireboyfriend]

if you ever feel unlucky, remember a time when you saw a bird. those things can fly. and they do fly! all around. they go to so many places at so many different times, but you were at the right place and the right time to see exactly that bird on that exact day. isn't that so fucking lucky?

[everyryuujisuguro]

[4ddi3addie2005]

Before I went to bed I saw the Youtube notif that TADC was going to Netflix and it INVADED my dreams so vividly I have not had such an episodic sequential serialized cohesive dream in months it was literally its own chapter its own short story

[julystruck]

ABSOLUTELY GIRLFLOPPING THROUGH LIFE 💯 🔥💯 🔥💯 🔥💯 🔥💯 🔥💯 🔥

[cakesexuality]

I've been disabled for almost 29 years. Here's what I've learned.

Tablets sink and capsules float. Separate out your tablets and capsules when you go to take them. Tip your head down when taking capsules and up when taking tablets. Liquigels don't matter, they kinda stay in the middle of whatever liquid is in your mouth.

If your pill tastes bad, coat it with a bit of butter or margarine. I learned this from my mom, who learned it from a pharmacist.

Being in pain every day isn't normal. Average people experience pain during exceptional moments, like when they stub their toe or jam their finger in a door, not when they sit cross-legged.

Make a medical binder. Make multiple medical binders. I have a small one that comes with me to appointments and two big ones that stay at home, one with old stuff and one with more recent stuff.

Find your icons. Some of mine include Daya Betty (drag queen with diabetes), Stef Sanjati (influencer with Waardenburg syndrome and ADHD), and Hank Green (guy with ulcerative colitis who... does a bunch of stuff). They don't have to be disabled in the same way as you. They don't even have to be real people. Put their pictures up somewhere if you want; I've been meaning to decorate my medical binders with pictures of my icons.

Take a bin, box, bag, basket, whatever and fill it with items to cope with. This can be stuff for mentally coping like colouring books or play clay or stuff for physically coping like pain medicine or physio tape.

Decorate your shit! My cane for at home has a plushie backpack clip hanging from the end of the handle and my cane for going places is covered in stickers. All of my medical binders have fun scrapbooking paper on the outside. Sometimes, I put stickers and washi tape on my inhalers and pill bottles. I used my Cricut to decorate my coping bin with quotes from my icons, like "I've seen enough of Ba Sing Se" and "I need you to be angrier with that bell".

If a flare-up is making you unable to eat or keep food down, consider going to the ER. A pharmacist once told me that since my eye flares can make me so nauseous that I cannot eat, then I need to go to the hospital when that happens.

Cola works wonders for nausea. I have mini cans of Diet Pepsi in my coping bin.

Shortbread is one of the only things I can eat when nauseous. Giant Tiger sells individually-wrapped servings of shortbread around Christmas or the British import store sells them year-round. I also keep these in my coping bin.

Unless it violates a pain contract or something, don't be afraid to go behind your doctor's back to get something they are refusing you. I got my cardiologist referral by getting in with a different NP at my primary care clinic than who I usually saw. I switched from Seroquel to Abilify by visiting a walk-in.

If you have a condition affecting your abdomen in some way (GI issues, reproductive problems, y'know) then invest in track pants that are too big. I bought some for my laparoscopy over a year ago and they've been handy for pelvic pain days, too. I've also heard loose pants are good for after colonoscopies.

Do whatever works, even if it's weird. I've sat on the floor of the Eaton Centre to take my pills. I've shoved heating pads down my front waistband to reach my uterus.

High-top Converse are good for weak ankles. I almost exclusively wear them.

You can reuse your pill bottles for stuff. I use my jumbo ones to store makeup sponges and my long skinny ones to hold a travel-size amount of Q-Tips.

Just because your diagnostics come back with nothing, it doesn't mean nothing is wrong. Maybe you were checking the wrong thing, or the diagnostic tool wasn't sensitive enough. I have bradycardia episodes even though multiple cardiac tests caught nothing. I probably have endometriosis even though my gynecologist didn't see anything.

You can bring your comfort item to appointments, and it's generally a green flag when someone talks to you about it. I brought a Squishmallow turkey (named Ulana) to my laparoscopy and they had her wearing my mask when I woke up. I brought a Build-A-Bear cat (named Blinx) to another procedure and a nurse told me that everyone in the hall on the way to the procedure room saw him and were talking about how cute he was. Both of those ended up being positive experiences and every person who talked to me about my plushies was nice to me. If you don't feel comfortable having it visible to your provider during the appointment, you can hide it in your bag and just know it's there, or if you're in a video appointment, you can hold it below frame in your lap.

Get a small bucket, fill it with stuff, and stick it in your bed (if you have room for it). I filled a bucket with Ensure, juice boxes, oatmeal bars, lotion, my rescue inhaler, etc. in October 2023 in anticipation of my laparoscopy and I still have it in my bed as of January 2025.

If your disability impacts your impulse control (e.g. ADHD, bipolar disorder), you should consider setting limits around your spending -- no more than X dollars at a time, nothing online unless it's absolutely necessary, and so on. Or, run these purchases by someone you trust before committing to them; I use my BFF groupchat to help talk sense into myself when I buy stuff.

Feel free to add on what you've learned about disability!

[lizardho]

When I came out, I was SO scared I was gonna get disowned. I wrote a letter to my parents, sent it to their emails, put a physical copy on the counter, and left the house for a few hours to give them time. In that time I tried coffee for the first time, which was a dreadful idea, and got all jittery. I kept waiting for a text or something but nothing happened.

After a few hours, I didn’t hear back from them so I went home. My parents were home and had stacked a bunch of groceries on top of the letter without opening it. They said “hi” and I said “hi” and went down stairs to the basement. I held my dog and panicked about what to do. My sister, who knew that I had written them a letter of great importance, told me they hadn’t read it yet. She also told me she could ask them to do so. I consented to this and stayed in the basement. A few minutes later my dad knocked on the door and poked his soft smooth little nerd head in and said “hey buddy” and I started crying so hard I almost vomited. He came over and gave me a BIG hug and said that it was gonna be OK, he was OK with this, he knew it must have been hard but he was here for me. He told me he and my mom had already talked years before they had me about how if they had to pick between their faith and their child they’d pick their child. It was a very sweet moment. I came out to my mom later that evening and we were both bawling the whole time.

The day after I came out to my parents, I came out to my brother @inbabylontheywept at a Mexican restaurant and he took it like a champ. That evening my mom took me for a walk and looked almost angry - she said she wanted to make sure that I didn’t use being a woman as an excuse to not go to grad school. I told her I wouldn’t and she instantly looked relieved and happier.

My dad, on the other hand, seemed to struggle with it. He kept asking me if I had a boyfriend, and I told him I did not. He kept asking me if I wanted to go clothes shopping with him and I did not. He kept asking me if I would let him go to some of my shows, and I had NO idea what he was talking about.

Finally, 6 months after coming out, of awkward misgendering and questions that didn’t make sense from my dad, he excitedly pokes his soft smooth little nerd head into my bedroom again and says “I found a movie about Your People.” My people. I was absolutely bewildered, but he was so excited and I knew he had been trying SO hard so I watched it with him. It was The Birdcage, and it was amazing. It also was revelatory in that I finally realized why my initially-supportive father seemed to be having such a hard time with my pronouns and stuff - he didn’t know what the difference between trans and doing drag was. After the movie he again asked if I would invite him to one of my shows, and I said, “Hey dad, you know how about half the world is women?” And he said “yeah,” and I said “Well, see, I’m on that half now. I’m not doing drag.” And it was like a switch flipped in his brain. He was like “omg that’s so easy? I was so confused about what to call you when?”

Anyway, my parents are charming and my family has been so kind and patient with me, I like sharing the stories of my little wins with them.

[arolesbianism]

There's smth rly fun abt having stories based off of dreams because you just have a bunch of dream based worldbuilding that you just sorta have to work with now. Like oh a ring of infinite dragons run through the earth eternally consuming eachother? Guess I have to explain that now. Also that's sick as hell why didn't I think of that while awake

[luvbabydoll]

a bunny and a wolf — simon “ghost” riley

wolf hybrid simon riley x bunny hybrid female reader

warnings: 18+ content!!! possessiveness, breeding kink, unprotected sex, primal / hunting kink?

a/n: credit to @issysh3ll for the divider (not proofread sooo be warned!!!)

a bunny and a wolf—pretty ironic, right?

the two animals were supposed to be natural enemies, the wolf hunting while the bunny tried to hide. usually, it would end the same way: the wolf would sniff out the bunny, catch it’s tail in its mouth, and, before you knew it, the bunny would become its next meal.

although that may be the way nature intended? nature most definitely doesn’t always follow its own rules. a prime example: simon “ghost” riley and his baby bunny.

and yes, simon was well aware of the rather odd dynamic, but he couldn’t help himself—he was drawn to that little creature. and, of course, simon never tried to eat his baby bunny. well… not in the way nature intended. he would eat her out until her tail would twitch repeatedly, but it never got too gory.

every week, without fail, simon found himself hunting them down—not for survival or for a meal, but rather for something much more primal and important to him. simon would stomp his way through the halls of their shared home, deliberately making the stomps of his own body louder, his breathing heavier, just to make sure his baby would tremble and shed a few tears.

and without any doubt, his bunny would wriggle beneath the sheets, hiding in their shared bed— the same bed he would worship her on.

and that’s exactly where simon found himself later today. his breath was hot against their neck as he ruthlessly moved his body against their much smaller frame. making sure they could feel the hard outline of his hard cock. a low, guttural grunt escaped him as he tugged at their bunny tail,

"fuck, you feel that, baby? feel how hard I’m getting for you? all cause of my bunny.” simon growled, his voice thick with ecstasy. his rough hands moved roughly over their body, his palms rubbing over their body, as if he’s claiming a prophecy.

"here’s what’s gonna happen bunny, im gonna pin you down, use you how i like, and your gonna enjoy every moment of it," he murmured, his tone dark with promise. "i’m gonna fill you up with my seed—make sure you’ll be filled with our pups. just the way it’s supposed to be." simon growled ruthlessly, his tongue moving to savor the taste of your own fear, kissing your body at the same time, as if he were worshipping his own god—which to simon he was.