#and I’m scared that I’m also starting to use it as a crutch when I’m putting clothes on before I leave

[me-a-mess-morelikelythanyouthink]

sometimes I’m scared that other people only think my outfits eat when they emphasize my waistline and make me look skinny and not when it’s an outfit that I put a lot of care into because it’s another form of expression for me

[lulunothulu]

“So you think I’m hot?” Pt. 4 (finale?)

Tyler Owens x Reader

Summary: A week after you’ve completely healed, you’re on your way to go chase a tornado with Kate and Javi when Tyler stops you. Seems like you’re owed something.

Content: flirting, FLUFF, FINALLY KISSING THIS MAN

A/N: Imagine this is the face he makes after you guys finally kiss and Boone is hyping him up 😭 brb gonna daydream about kissing him.

It had been a week since Tyler almost kissed you in your hotel room. And every day since then, he had been coming to your room and bringing you food, changing your bandage, and just spending time with you.

The more time you spend with him, made you realize that you really liked him. You could feel yourself fall for him and you didn’t mind it.

He was sweet, funny, and thoughtful.

You told him you were craving a cookie? The next day he’d have a dozen cookies for you. You wanted to go for a walk? He’d help you walk around on your crutches—then with a cane—until you got tired and he’d carry you back to your room. He even went with you to get the stitches removed, holding your hand when you were in pain and scared.

Hell, he even helped room service change your bedsheets to keep things fresh.

Never once did he try to kiss you. And by God, did you desperately want him to.

But no, he was a perfect gentleman, waiting until the week was up—and you were back to normal.

Now, you were getting the truck ready to get some last minute data on a tornado a few miles away. You’re back to everyone, Kate and Javi talking in front of the truck.

“I told you, we should go east,” Kate tells Javi.

“Yeah but what if you’re wrong?” Javi argues.

You pop your head out of the truck and yell, “Javi, she’s never wrong! Get your head out of your ass!”

“See, this is why I missed her,” Kate smiles.

“Of course you would,” Javi starts, rolling his eyes. “You always gotta team up on me.”

“You love us!” You say.

Javi looks past you before smiling. “Not as much as the cowboy.”

You turn to see what Javi was looking at to see Tyler jogging toward you, Boone and Lilly behind him.

You close the door to the truck and cross your arms over your chest, smiling faintly.

“Well, looks like you’re all better,” Tyler smiles when he reaches you. “I wonder who was your nurse, I’d love to thank them.”

You shake your head before placing your hands on your hips. “That would be you, dumbass.”

His smile widens at the teasing name. “Oh shit, you’re right.”

“So are you guys gonna chase that tornado a few miles east?” You ask.

“We were planning on it,” he tells you.

“Tyler has to do something first!” Boone says from behind.

You raise a brow before stepping closer to Tyler, a smile forming on your lips.

“Oh? And what’s that?”

Tyler hesitates, something you’d never seen him do. He scratches the back of his neck before taking a step closer to you.

“It’s been a week,” he starts.

“Yeah?” You smile, stepping even closer.

“And you’re all healed,” he continues, also taking another step closer, making you two touch chests.

“And?” You tease, wrapping your arms around his neck, standing on your tiptoes.

He wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you as close and as tight as he can without hurting you.

“And I think we had a deal?” He says it as a question, almost daring you to say yes.

You glance over Tyler’s shoulder to find Boone and Lilly giving you the thumbs up with animated smiles. You chuckle at them before facing Tyler again. His eyes are expectant, waiting for your response.

“We did, didn’t we?” You softly agree.

Tyler nods, not wanting to say anything and holding his breath.

You pull him closer, practically a centimeter away. His breathing tickles the top of your lip, making you smile.

“So then what’re you waiting for?” You whisper, lips softly brushing his.

Tyler doesn’t answer. Instead, he presses his lips to yours, his arms wrapping around you so tightly you almost loose your breath.

His lips are soft and warm against yours. They move, searching and exploring yours and you make sure to match them. Your body is warm, it was already fairly hot out, but now? It was burning in the best way possible.

One of Tyler’s hand moves from your waist to the back of your head and you can’t help but smile into the kiss.

His tongue pushes past yours, wrestling to taste every inch of your mouth before finally settling back and enjoying the taste.

“Okay, that’s enough,” you hear Javi gag.

You and Tyler pull away, noses red and smiles plastered on your faces. You can’t stop smiling and you don’t want to either. You would kiss him for the rest of the day if you could.

“I’ll see you later?” Tyler asks breathlessly.

“Definitely,” you respond. “You know my room number.”

“I meant at the tornado sighting, but that definitely works too,” he smiles.

“Alright lover boy,” Javi says, pulling your arm before hoisting you onto his shoulders. “We gotta go get that tornado, Y/N.”

As Javi turns and walks you to the truck, you see Boone slapping and high fiving Tyler. “You finally did it my man!”

“I can’t believe you finally kissed her,” Lilly adds.

But all Tyler can do is beam at you.

He was definitely hot.

A/N: I felt like this was so short 😭 but I think I closed this out as much as I could. I have more Tyler x Reader fics coming (maybe I’ll keep the same couple? Let me know!!) Anyway, thank you for reading!! Check out my Masterlist for more! Also please feel free to leave me requests, my brain is slowly losing ideas 😂

Previous parts: PART 1, PART 2, PART 3

[revelboo]

I see that you mentioned an ao3 account? Can I ask what the name is? I don't mind asking via private message since you had also mentioned warnings and wanting to keep minors away of course. I just absolutely love your writing and would love to follow it sksksksks

The A03 will still be RevelBoo, it’s empty for now until I start fleshing out the Starscream x Reader story.

Over It Now Pt 4

IDW Jazz x Reader

• As the days pass, he gets used to your routine. You work during the day. Doing what, he’s not sure, but he’s tails you daily to an office building in town. Once you’re safely inside, he heads back to the Ark. Back to his duties with that smiling mask firmly back in place. At night, he returns to follow you home. And some nights, you come outside, lingering on the step like you’re not at all certain if you want to speak with him or hide inside. You remind him of the wild animals he’s seen in the woods. Skittish and so fragile you’re almost ethereal. But those nights you do talk with him? You have such a soft voice, it lulls him, draining away the tension of the day. The stress of always carrying on an act. “I know you have better things to do than babysit me,” you say as you carefully lower yourself into the sun-faded rocking chair, mindful of the cast on your leg. “I’m fine.”

• “Nowhere I’d rather be,” he counters, smiling brightly when your eyes narrow suspiciously at him. Knows you think he’s a liar. He is, but for some reason, it bothers him that you know it. That you think less of him. “I like it here just fine.” Sitting in the driveway, his servos flex against his thigh so he doesn’t reach out. Knowing if he does, you’ll just want loose to go hide in your home. Out of sight and leaving him alone with his thoughts.

• That visor glows faintly as he tips his alien face up to the night sky and the silence spreads between you. Not uncomfortable, but peaceful and that bugs you. You’re getting used to the big alien. Getting to like the game of trying to figure out what’s true and what’s a lie, because he lies with a smile as easy as breathing. Teases and flirts shamelessly and that too is a nothing but lies. Like it’s all a game to him. “Do you ever tell the truth?” You ask.

• Helm tipping down to meet your stare, his door panels lift and fall in a shrug. “I’m always honest, doll.” With you, but he keeps that vulnerable part to himself. He owes you honesty, but lies are so much easier. Safer when no one can guess his motives. An obvious spy is a dead one and he’s taken that lesson to heart. “I adore these little conversations of ours.”

• And that’s your lying alien limit for the day. That not-quite mocking, teasing tone pushing your buttons. Disgusted with him and yourself for caring, you push up and grab your crutches. It’s cold out anyway and you’re suddenly very tired. Mostly of trying with him. You almost fall when he moves, a servo thumping against the door to keep you from pulling it open. Heart racing as your grip goes white knuckled on the crutches, you consider smacking his wrist with one. “Jazz, move. I’m tired.”

• He can’t. Not yet. If he does, you leave him alone again and he doesn’t want to be left alone with his memories. Doesn’t want to stress and worry about playing his part and keeping that facade firmly in place, because he’s so tired of it. Just a bit longer, that’s all he needs. He knows it’s not fair to take your time, he has no right to demand more of it. But, still. “Stay. Please.” Your shoulders hunch and he braces for anger. Annoyance. But then you just exhale and slowly limp back to the chair. He wants to reach for you, but he’s afraid to scare you off. “Thanks,” he murmurs, venting softly. Previous Next

[pommpuriinn]

Joohyung’s eventful time in Japan

ᤣ९ synopsis- txt was going to spend a month in Japan to continue their Japan leg of the tour including being on some Japanese tv programs for some performances. Unfortunately Beomgyu did get his ankle due to an accident, so all the performances will be only 5 members dancing while he sits on a chair on stage. Then an accident happens during rehearsals for the actual concert that leads to only 4 members dancing, and Beomgyu sitting on the stage.

ᤣ९ a/n- I’m finally working on Joohyung and I’m BEHIND LOTS of content for Joohyung 🙃. I also want to say that I don’t really see aespa’s Karina as the face for Joohyung no more, Joohyung is more alternative now then how much she gave a clean girl aesthetic during debut. Idk if that makes sense 😅 I will probably sometimes use Karina’s photo just out of habit

hair| nails

𝜗℘ Joohyung once again shock everyone with her short wavy haircut along with have it bleach blonde matching with Yeonjun and Beomgyu. Seeing the reactions was making Joohyung want to laugh, but she smack her lips trying to conceal

𝜗℘ Joohyung really protective of Beomgyu right now because he hurt his ankle and now has to use crutches to get by, so when they were walking through the airport she stay close by him and held his bag along with making sure fans didn’t get too close to them

𝜗℘ tragedy struck during concert rehearsals that scared everyone because during a quick run down of the concert Joohyung was chilling near the edge of the stage, when unexpectedly the little fireworks that come out set off without warning and some sparks went until Joohyung’s eye causing her to panic and feel a burning sensation in her right eye

𝜗℘ “fuck!” Joohyung covered her eyes and started to feel the pain in it. Everyone raced to her side, as not long she started dropping a few tears. “Let me see?” The on site medic asked, but Joohyung couldn’t open her eye due to the instant pain she felt whenever she tried to open. “We have to get her to a hospital.” The members were already feeling stressed with having only 5 perform now they’re dropping it down to 4 made it worse. They even wanted to go with Joohyung to the hospital, but their team wanted them to focus on reblocking the choreo once again

𝜗℘ the good news is Joohyung’s vision was ok and all she had to do was wear an eyepatch and put on the medicine on and around her eye everyday. The bad news is that the concert was already half way done when she got out of the hospital, but she was still determined to go and perform

𝜗℘ Joohyung ended up surprising everyone as she changed into her stage outfit and walked in during the group’s ment. “Noona!” Taehyun ran to her immediately. The other boys follow, sadly Beomgyu couldn’t run knowing he’ll get scolded by the staff and members. So he opted to admired from afar. After the members had their moment with Joohyung she then ran towards Beomgyu giving him his hug

𝜗℘ the concert ending in tears Beomgyu just feels regretful for injury himself and seeing his Jooie injured. Once the members realized his tears they all immediately ran towards him. Joohyung squatted down and hugged his waist while also letting out tears because she’s frustrated with everything happening

𝜗℘ throughout all the different performances they had she would decorate her eyepatch by adding cute stickers that she has collected thru all her shopping trips that she been going on

𝜗℘ Japanese hosts and artists have been constantly complimenting Joohyung’s short hair causing her to get flustered and thanking them. She’s been going viral for her curly hair along with clips of the boys playing, running their fingers through her hair, and even making cats ears with strands of hair that are already up

𝜗℘ as the concerts continued Joohyung tried not to get her nerves the best of her since the incident, but when the little fireworks came out Joohyung yelped and covered her ears. She was experiencing a panic attack in front of everyone, Joohyung kept on performing despite the panicked look on her face and slight tightness in her chest. Finally the song ended and Joohyung faced her back to the crowd turning to control her breathing, Kai grabbed a water bottle and came to Joohyung’s side helped by holding the bottle since her hands were shaking and while rubbing her back trying to comfort her

𝜗℘ with promoting their new Japanese album of course they had to go to Japanese shows that have other artists, and with that they meet different groups or soloists. While the Japanese girl groups would originally always gush about Joohyung’s boys, this time all the girls were gushing at Joohyung! Openly admitting how cute, pretty, and handsome Joohyung is. The camera caught Soobin and Beomgyu in 4K side eyeing the singers. Protective mode activated. It didn’t help that Joohyung has a natural charm in the way she speaks and acts, best believe Beomgyu was a bit sulky at the girls flirting with his Jooie

𝜗℘ even though Joohyung has an injured eye she had a pretty eventful time in Japan some goods things and bad things happened, but it wasn’t the worst pretty decent time

[kakerutori]

Protective Mike headcanons! To the whole main cast because a lot of my Byler headcanons involve Mike being protective already why not!

Mike will cross his arms and pretend that he’s not paying attention to Max when she skateboards beside him but after that fall in s2 he’s always ready to reach out and stabilize her in a split second

If Mike has any leftovers, he always offers his food to Holly first if she’s still hungry

He also makes sure she’s never unheard at the kitchen table. Lord save the soul who dares to speak over Holly because Mike will roar at them to SHUT UP and then smile at Holly like so what were you saying? :)

Lucas loves birds just because I’m projecting - and Mike doesn’t really care about birds but if Lucas sees a cool one nearby Mike won’t let anyone scare the bird off so that Lucas can have his fun

Mike is basically a crosswalk guard when he’s with anyone when they hit a crosswalk. Boy is extending his arms and holding the other person/people back, making sure the road is clear before they walk.

Mike is a notoriously slow biker when someone’s riding with him. In danger, he’s booking it, but otherwise, he’s vigilant and tries to avoid rocky paths

If anyone gets hurt near Mike, he’s going to become their personal crutch until they can move independently, sometimes even to the point of irritation. Like someone could hurt a toe and walk fine but Mike is right under their arm like hey you okay? He did this a lot to Dustin before s4 because I said so

Mike’s a little clumsy but if he’s carrying something hot or delicate or the like, he’s using both hands and shooing anyone in his way so he doesn’t drop that thing and hurt anyone

Going off his adorable binder of Will’s drawings, Mike keeps his school notes and papers (surprisingly to Lucas and Dustin) organized to the point where he can carry comics in perfect condition before he gives them away

When it’s raining, Mike makes sure that raincoat hoods are being affixed if they keep flying down - he started doing this to everyone in The Party after doing it to Holly so much

Mike gets so angry if people talk shit about his friends. This is canon, but I like to imagine that it extends to their families, too. Like he’ll throw Hopper under the bus but he’s actually really adamant that he’s a good person. Same with Joyce. You will see him after class if you even make a “your mom” joke about her

Mike is first to point out if someone is hurt and figure out the who, what, when, where, and why it happened and make sure they’re safe (Will’s first to notice which then leads to Mike interrogating)

[ejzah]

A/N: This one was suggested by @mashmaiden. Set within a few weeks of Rosa joining the Deeks-Blye household. Hope this hits the mark.

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Just in Case

“Marty, Kensi is there any more pain medicine? I used the last two,” Rosa asked. Deeks looked up from his laptop, instinctively checlking for any signs of blood or injury. Beside him, Kensi got up, cupping her cheeks in concern.

“Are you ok?” she checked, and Rosa nodded.

“I just have a headache.”

“Uh, we should have more in the closet at the end of the hall,” he told her. “Careful, it’s a little cluttered in there.”

“Let us know if you need help,” Kensi called after her as Rosa walked out of the room. She sat down on the couch, grabbing her own laptop.

“Ok, so we have another meeting with Rosa’s social worker next week. Should we try to schedule it for the morning or afternoon?” she wondered.

“Good question. Kilbride hates it when you’re late, but also can’t stand it when you leave early.” Deeks squinted. “Eh, let’s try for something in the morning, but mid-week.”

“Because Kilbride will be less cranky.”

“Theoretically,” he said with a shrug. Depending on the day, anything could set Kilbride off. Thankfully, they had a good amount of personal leave time saved up from over the years, which had come in handy during Rosa’s entire foster and adoption process.

“Alright, I requested 8 AM.”

Rosa returned then, empty handed, and confusion written across her face.

“You couldn’t find any?” Deeks guessed, starting to get up. “I bet there’s some behind the vitamins.”

“No, I found a bottle,” Rosa said. “There’s also a lot of bandages, three blood pressure cuffs, five thermometers, prescriptions, a walker, crutches, and a lot of things I didn’t recognize. Are you two ok?”

“Oh yeah, those are mostly leftover.”

“Leftover? Why would you need multiple braces?”

“Um.” Kensi glanced a at Deeks, clearly looking for guidance. He shrugged, not having considered this particular topic coming up.

“You know, in the past we’ve had some work-related injuries,” he began slowly.

“Like when you were shot?”

“Right. Though that was before Kensi and I were together. Some of those injuries came with a, uh, good amount of recovery time and therapy and we don’t always love staying in the hospital for the full recommended time, so we’ve collected a good amount of medical paraphernalia over the years.”

“Though we haven’t had any significant injuries like that in a while,” Kensi inserted.

“But why did you keep it all?” Rosa asked. She didn’t look overly concerned or scared, simply curious.

“Well, given past history, it seemed smart to keep some of it around. In case we had any future…incidents,” Deeks said. He pulled a face. “It turns out medical equipment is kind of pricey and they start looking at you funny after you get your third pair of crutches.”

“You’ve broken something in your leg three times!” Rosa gasped.

“No, of course not. A couple were from bad sprains and…other things.” He glanced at Kensi, who had her lips firmly pressed together.

“Rosa, Deeks and I are fine. I don’t want you to look at all the things I’m that closet and worry something’s going to happen to us,” Kensi told her. “We take a lot less risks than we used to.”

“I wasn’t that worried. Though I did think you might be sickly.”

“Oh no, we’re pretty healthy aside from various bullet holes and what not,” Deeks said. Rosa exhaled in apparent relief.

“Good. Because no one besides a doctor should have that many pulse oximeters and liquid stitches,” she said. “It’s kind of weird.”

“So, you’re saying we should maybe de clutter and reorganize the medical closet?” Deeks summarized.

“If you have some spare time. And I can help.

“We can do that. It’s Kensi’s favorite thing.”

“Hey,” Kensi protested. “I am much neater than I used to be.”

“Yeah, tell that to the three years expired Vicodin in there.” He hooked his thumb over his shoulder.

“I should have known you would bring that up,” Kensi sighed.

Rosa giggled, covering her mouth, and Deeks grimaced playfully.

“Sorry, we are really weird sometimes.

“I don’t mind,” she assured him. “But maybe we can get rid of at least one pair of crutches.”

“Fine,” Kensi agreed. “But when we need those blood pressure cuffs, I don’t want to hear a word.”

[consider-your-potatoes-mashed]

So as y’all know Ive started using crutches because of my chronic pain (and also my pots) but my mom is very dismissive of both my pain and all the other shit up with my body so I’m honestly kinda scared to go home for a couple weeks because I don’t know if I’ll feel comfortable enough to bring and actually use my mobility aids even if I just use my cane. I just really wish my parents took my pain and fatigue and etc seriously instead of just saying “you just need to workout more” or “you just need to eat better” when I know that neither of those nor the THOUSANDS of other things they suggest won’t take away the pain I’ve been in my entire life.

I just want my parents to actually care that I’m in constant pain and not make me feel guilty for using things that actually help

Also wtf is up with abled people and thinking that using mobility aids will make those of us who use them worse??? Like I’m pretty sure me being able to walk more because of my crutches is better than me barely being able to walk a couple blocks without them. (Technically I can walk further than that but it starts to get really painful at that point)

[cosmicwolfboy]

crutchie - akb vs matthew duckett !!!!

alternatively titled - cast disabled people jesus christ

listen i am having so many thoughts and feelings about crutchie and at the risk of annoying the fuck out of my partner i am putting them on here instead!

prefacing this by saying:

i do not speak for all cripples

matthew’s duckett was my first real introduction to crutch and yes i am probably biased because of it (because matthew was an absolute sweetie when i met him)

i do not actually hate AKB as much as i dislike his crutchie

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i think the main problem i have with his crutchie (and i understand that it is not entirely his fault at all!!!!) is that it’s so sanitised in so many ways. it is so of its time and not really in a good way, it came about in a period where representation wasn’t a big focus and i very much understand that, but i also hate it.

it’s so easy for disabled characters to fall into this weird ,sanitised, almost infantilising position, where their struggles are shown (abuse from the delanceys that was directly because of his disability, the fact he’s more likely to be put in the refuge because he’s seen as ‘weak’), but they’re bound by this kind of happy-go-lucky persona where they don’t show any real anger or upset. it’s fuelled by the abled need to see disabled characters as some sort of inspiration porn. “he’s crippled but look how happy he is despite that!!!!!! if he can do it i can too!!” he has this air of innocence and can-do-no-wrong that kinda falls a little flat compared to all his friends of the same age, and whilst this wouldn’t be a problem in itself, it fits a repeating pattern of the innocent, docile physically disabled person that is shown so much.

i loved matthew’s crutchie so much because he was so much more than that. he was happy, he was kind and an big laugh, but he didn’t shy away from being truly angry or scared (in the finale when he is brought back and cuffs snyder) and he was still a bit of a dick, he felt a lot more like he truly belonged. one of my favourite examples is at the start of the show the first time we see katherine, he helps one of the boys (i can’t remember which one) steal something from darcy and keeps it on him through the rest of the show. he’s as playful and annoying as the rest of them, shooting paper balls at them with his slingshot (especially during the finale, i love him so much for that). he has an attitude. he has the energy of a boy who was raised on the streets and knows what the fuck is what.

and thats what i think changes him the most for me. it’s all the same script (?) but it’s all so different when you think about how smart crutch actually is. i think the biggest change is my idea of him specifically when he’s being so nice to weasel at the beginning, when all the boys are being annoying and dicks, crutchie is so sweet. i don’t believe he’s doing that because he’s just such a nice guy who can look past weisel and the delancey’s being assholes to them, i think he realised quickly how to play the game. he’s gonna get sympathy, he knows that, and he knows if he acts all innocent and is overly kind, that they’ll somewhat pity him and he can use that to his advantage.

i hate being pitied by most people, i hate being looked at differently, like i’m almost helpless. but i also know how to use it to help myself, i know when i can play the poor little cripple card to my advantage. and i fully believe crutch does the same.

edited to add because i forgot to add this entire section in sorry!!

when i say sanitised i also mean literally. as in they made him cleaner. specifically in the finale again when he’s brought back from the refuge, broadway crutch looks way too clean. he’s a little bashed up but he’s not dirty. he doesn’t look like he’s been battered and then subjected to awful conditions. it takes away the impact of his time at the refuge. when he got back in the uk production they actively were disgusted by how much he smelled, because he’d just got out of a place where he couldn’t look after himself for a multitude of reasons. he suffered in there, mentally and physically, and in more ways than one. he was not given nice clean clothes and a pat on the back, he was taken out and put right back into the mess without much time to check himself over, without any time to process or heal.

i just think it has a much bigger impact when you can see, from his actual appearance and the other guys’ reactions, how much he actually struggled in there. they were glad to have him back of course, but it really drove home the point of how badly it affected him.

and once again in that scene, you could see the fear on his face and the anger when he faced snyder and when he made a move at him. he was fucking scared of the man that had subjected him to all of that. even when he was being a little goofy and put on the hat to handcuff him, there was still that fear, and there was evidence to why.

(end of edit)

but like i said, i don’t think it is entirely akb’s fault or his intention, he almost definitely wasn’t aware of the way it came off and how it perpetuates stereotypes. but it’s just another reason why giving disabled roles to disabled people is so important. plus we know how to use mobility aids properly

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shoutout to my beloved partner who proof reads my shit and also is the reason i am into newsies . thank u babie @fizzloves-blog <3

[strayheartless]

Here have some pre insanity -completely drop kicks canon- headcanons for Sephiroth (because playing crisis core broke my heart and I’m scared of ever crisis.)

(also ship warning for AGSCZ -don’t like don’t read!)

Young Sephiroth didn’t like having his hair brushed -especially by Hojo. He would scream bloody murder at any lab-techs that tried. In the end -because he got so strong and could actually hurt people when he got distressed- they left him to do it himself. This ended up in Sephiroth having to have his hair cut short at age 11 because he didn’t know how to brush it properly and was just causing a Matt under the top layer of hair.

Carrying on from this, as an adult the only person who has ever been able to brush Sephiroth’s is Cloud, because he’s so gentle and patient as he brushes out the knots that it doesn’t make Sephiroth feel like his scalps on fire.

Genesis is however the one who taught Sephiroth how to brush long hair properly.

Sephiroth can’t mix foods on his fork. He eats one thing at a time in a specific order and if he deviates from the order it ruins his enjoyment of the meal. With pasta dishes he will eat the pasta, then the meat/whatever it’s mixed with. He’s never outwardly complained or made a big deal, but Angeal has picked up on his distress a couple of times and now specifically plans meals accordingly.

My poor boy doesn’t do public speaking or reading out loud. His natural speech is soft spoken and full of crutch vocalisations. He can read about a 100 words per minute and can memorise whole books like a pro, but he lacks the actual ability to deliver vocally. It’s why Angeal usually handles public relations and motivating troops. Seph can relay battle plans swiftly and efficiently but he stumbles with knowing the right words to rally the troops.

His natural relaxed pose is having his foot hooked around the other ankle, with his arms behind his back and hands holding his elbows. Only his partners know this to be his true relaxed pose. It means he’s vulnerable enough to look soft and approachable with them.

He used to be secretly jealous of Gen’s childhood stuffed toy. It sits on the redheads bed and Seph started dropping it into his own laps when he sat on the bed. Genesis noticed this and took Seph on a date with Zack to pick out a stuffed animal he liked. Seph bitches that he’s not a child and that it’s embarrassing until he sees a silver jointed teddy in a hospital gown. It’s part of a collection where the money goes to under plate kids hospitals, and there’s something so familiar about the bear that Sephiroth starts crying. Gen buys it for him and it sits on Sephs bed or in his lap when he’s feeling fragile.

He doesn’t have a favourite partner. He loves Zack because the boy is cuddly and infectiously happy; He loves Gen because he’s deceptively kind but he can rely on him not to bullshit him when there’s a problem; he loves Geal because he’s so solid and allows Seph to lean on him in a way that Sephiroth has never had; he loves Cloud because he’s a spitfire with a heart of gold who’s not willing to back down just because someone’s bigger than him. He loves them so much some days he feels like he might actually die from it.

I have more but this feels like a good place to stop. I dunno man, Sephiroth is so multifaceted and sometimes I just like to think about the stuff that makes him human, ya know?

[novastar-creations]

My RotTMNT AU ramblings part 2

Part 1 here Mastapost (Feel free to ask me more, this is just kinda random stuff from my notes)

I’ll probably organise this into seperate posts for characters, but for now, enjoy my ramblings!

A lot of these are just headcanons if I’m being honest

- About a year post-Krang, Mikey started looking into mystics and magic. He eventually applied to the same school Gentry and Shini go to.

- After they were at the Jones’s, Raph spent days on end running around. He had to be reminded to eat, sleep, and drink water a concerning amount, and he spent a lot of time doing chores or standing watch while his brothers were resting. He would crash out on the sofa most nights, and after Mikey and Piebald found the New New Lair (patent pending), he stayed up late customising their new rooms, making sure they got better furniture and stuff than he did.

- By the time everyone moved in, he was living on a mattress on the floor of an open ended sewer tunnel, and they all had nice furniture and sheets. Mikey decided this Would Not Do and made Don, Leo, Splinter and April help him make a nice big room for Raph.

- My medic Leo headcanon is canon now. Whoopsie daisy. He meets Mariko briefly in the PD and they bond over that (and their mutual desire to escape but yk)

- Mikey has gossip sessions with Karai in the Abyss/the spirit realm/the astral plane

- Usagi, Shini, Gentry and Sunita are all super close, Shini and Gentry especially. After Mikey started going to school with Shini and Gentry, he also joins the group. Usagi’s still scared of him, but I might make a comic exploring their relationship? Idk.

- Leo hallucinates after being rescued from the PD. It’s usually pretty minor, just bugs and tiny things that aren’t there. The worst it ever got was when he had a panic attack about abandoning Mariko and Kenichi, and he needed a full on turtle pile for that.

- Mikey had massive separation anxiety when he was little and it kinda came back after the invasion. He latches onto Leo the most and has frequent panic attack when he’s not with his brothers. He and Raph have to work through that together

- Leo sometimes has to use crutches - his legs get a little messed up in the Prison Dimension, and he still has moments where he’s like, ‘whoa, gravity.’ Most of the time he was in the PD, he was floating around, aside from when he was being pelted into rocks, or at the labour camp.

- Raph’s eye had to be removed, and Don made a prosthetic. Raph specifically asked him to “not add anything flashy,” and Donnie agreed, only adding Crystal tech similar to the stuff in his goggles. How does Raph see with it? Simple! Leo and Donnie performed a highly experimental surgery to connect it to his optic nerve!

- Raph kinda wishes they didn’t bc they eye gets a little itchy sometimes, despite the surgery being a success.

- I have the vague semblance of an idea for Mariko and Kenichi befriending the Neo Edo crew, and actually being closer with them than with Usagi.

- Leo was actually the one who encouraged Mikey to learn mystics! One of Mike’s main hang ups is that his hands wouldn’t stop shaking post Krang, but after about a year, it stops being so bad. Once he starts using mystics he gets tired easier tho (eepy lil guy)

- One of the main points Leo brought up was that if Mikey did it, he could get all his old stuff back from before either lairs were destroyed.

- The first thing Donnie did after the Hamatos were settled at the Jones’ farm was listen to as many of Leo’s PD recordings, but there were over 2467 hours of them - most of them were deeply terrible Lou Jitsu and Jupiter Jim fanfictions, but in some, it sounds like Leo’s talking to or about other people, and in one, chillingly, Donnie could hear the Krang taunting Leo. He’s still sifting through the recordings, as well as the recovered data from Casey’s mask.

- Raph does not like pins and needles. He never did, but now it reminds him of his possession. He still hears the Krang voices sometimes.

- Usagi does get Spot! Shini gifts him to Usagi as a moving out gift when Usagi eventually gets his own place.

- Leo HATES the sound of scraping metal (it’s a trigger, same wit ‘wipe that grin/smile off your face’)

- He also had to get hearing aids post Krang

- April was run in back and forth between the Jones’ farm and her mum’s house a lot after the invasion. When she wasn’t there, she was either doing supply runs with Cass, Draxum and/or Casey, or she was sleeping.

- Junior’s still figuring himself out, and Cass eventually force enrols him into high school (you can’t tell me that guy is 20?? He’s like 16! At best!). There are some gaps in his knowledge, and other things he’s weirdly good at, but yk.

- He also gets a job as party captain at Albearto’s, and holds onto it significantly longer than April did.

- Sunita is a chronic pain girly and is in a constant state of “I might liquefy and any time, someone please help.” She learns that this has a name (Molecular Dissociation) a while after she starts working at Hueso’s, and starts using crustches and bandages to keep herself stable.

- Mikey started training with renet after he got into Gentry and Shini’s school.

- Casey grew up with some of the kids from the resistance (both before and after the invasion started). One of the major ones was Hueso jr, who was like an older brother to him. It really hurt seeing the little bone guy not remember him.

Why were Sunita and Usagi working at Hueso’s??

After Usagi started fighting in the battle nexus, Sunita started getting super into the nexus. This actually had nothing to do with Usagi, it started when she was loaned some old Lou Jitsu tapes from the guys for a research project. She started watching all the battles, including Usagi’s. Her favourite champion is Ghost Pepper (iykyk).

Then, Shinigami and Gentry devised a plan: they’d orchestrate a rigged raffle for backstage passes to the Nexus. The two made sure they got in, but… so did Sunita. Girl was so excited, but she forgot one big thing: Parental consent.

In order to go, she had to convince her dads, who only agreed when she said she’d work at Hueso’s for three months (bone man was super understaffed post Krang).

Then she met Usagi and used her super amazing connections (and the fact that Hueso was still understaffed) and pulled some strings to get Usagi hired.

[i-didnt-do-1t]

(Part 2) of ‘Walk you Home’

Morris kicked the dirt and then gestured forward, his shirt was rolled up to his elbows and it was hard not to notice the bruise that coloured the length of the inside of his arm.

Usually she would ask. She should ask. But she’d learnt recently that sometimes asking made people uncomfortable, drew attention to something they would rather forget. She hated the way a question about the bruise that had appeared on Romeo’s cheek had made him avoid her for the rest of the day, or the way her concern at the deep looking cut on Finch’s arm had his gaze darken and a somewhat snapped ‘not really any of your business’ thrown at her. And Morris, the Delancey’s in general, were hardly known for their pacifism. If Morris Delancey wanted to get bruises by fighting dirty with newsboys in the street then it wasn’t her place to comment on it.

“Ladies first.” He said, an edge to his voice, and it was only when she was knocked out of her reverie that she realised she’d been staring.

“Right.” She muttered and started walking in the direction of home, morris trailing along beside her, maybe one or two steps behind which would’ve been uncomfortable if he wasn’t whistling one of Medda’s tunes to himself.

She had told herself she was going to walk in silence, that any conversation would be awkward but Katherine had always been impulsive and had a harder time keeping her mouth shut. It was five minutes later that the question had been asked before she was even finished thinking it.

“You go to Medda’s shows?”

His whistling stopped, but he was still following her, the question hadn’t scared him off based of the sound of footsteps on gravel.

“Course we do.”

“She’s fantastic.”

“Yeah, she is.”

They fell into silence again, except this time he was walking next to her, hands shoved deep in his pockets hat tipped slightly to the side and she found herself staring again.

This was confusing. And weird.

She didn’t like the silence.

“Where’s your brother tonight?” She paused, “Oscar?”

Morris shot her a look. “You think I keep track of him?”

“No. I’ve just never seen you without him before, you’re practically joined at the hip.”

His jaw tensed. “He’s out somewhere. What’s it to you?”

She frowned. “Nothing, I’m just making conversation. Why did you stay home?”

“Jesus what is this? a damn interview?” His tone was harsh and she could see his hands squeezed into fists in his pockets.

Maybe she had too much pride for her own good.

“I was just curious.” He scoffed, she felt her frown deepen. “You’re the one who offered to walk me home.”

“God a guy wants to do something proper for once and this is what he gets.”

“Don’t fool yourself you’ve never done anything nice without strings attached.”

“And so what huh?” He looked at her again. “Miss Pulitzer who lives of daddies money judging the rest of us like she’s some saint.” His voice was bitter, the words spits of acid.

“I’m not some saint but I’ve never beat up on some defenceless kids, and I’ve never hurt a boy on crutches.”

“Yeah, you ain’t getting paid to.” His mouth twisted up into something like a smile but there was no humour behind it. “And Kelly’s crip is fine ain’t he? Got the refuge shut up n everything.”

“Crutchie is his own person.”

He laughed, something quick and harsh and mean. “Sure, n’ so are you.”

She could practically physically feel the way he was worming under her skin with every apathetic, sarcastic jab. She knew he was trying to rile her up, it was obvious. But it was also working.

It was a small mercy that the last turn they took brought them to the end of her street. She’s be safe from here to the front door and she turned and told Morris as much.

He shrugged. “If you’re sure.”

“I am.”

She turned to leave, shoulders back, head tilted up and a glare in her eyes but she stopped before she got further than a step, and spoke without turning around. Preceded by a deep sigh.

“Thank you. For walking me back.”

She glanced over her shoulder, he tipped his hat and then was gone. Back around the corner, back into the dark.

And when Katherine arrived at her front door she was glad it was to her doorman, who had been watching from down the street and could confirm to her dad that she had an escort home, and avoid the reprimand she would’ve received otherwise.

[i-call-me-clarence]

Trigger warning for ganglion cysts and joint dislocation below the cut. If ANYONE has any knowledge about ganglion cysts or other types of cysts in joints PLEASE read. I need help and to know what’s going on and google is being trash. My doc appointment is weeks out and I need to know if this is an urgent care situation.

Please reblog this so more people who may be able to help can see it.

So I had this ganglion cyst in the joint at the base of my big toe. It swelled while I was in a rainy state and my toe dislocated. It was out of place for a week with no hope of going back in until the cyst deflated again. A few days ago there was this intense snapping feeling and I felt the joint go back together. It was also incredibly painful which is strange since joints going back in is something I’m extremely familiar with and this felt very different. Today the side of my foot started hurting horribly. I removed my sock and started to apply tigers balm to dull the pain but when I touched the skin something HUGE moved. I could feel all around it and it moved when I touched around it or on it. It was roughly the size of my thumb and shaped like a banana. After I was done applying the tigers balm I felt a muscle spasm in the previously dislocated toe coming on. It scared me so I taped several toes together so the big toe couldn’t move. Then the mass moved to the center of my foot. I could see it through the skin. My muscles around it started spamming visibly through the skin and it seemed to disappear from site but I could feel it go up in my foot towards the middle. I can no longer see it. I am still having extreme muscle spasms in the spot where it was on the side of my foot and in the center of my foot. It looks like my foot is breathing. Now there is extreme pain in the base big toe joint. I’m terrified it’s going to find its way back in somehow. Is this possible? Also I can’t find anything on ganglion cysts disconnecting and becoming free floating. I think this happened when it popped out of the joint. It’s still solid (soft and moveable but still solid) and I don’t believe it ruptured. My skin around the base big toe joint as well as on the side of my foot is turning red in a marbled pattern. I cannot afford urgent care or a doctor but I am willing to borrow money (it will be extremely difficult) to get this looked at sooner if I must. Please, if anyone has had a similar experience or knows something about this please reply to this post, reblog it, or dm me. I’m terrified.

Also, I am not putting any weight on the foot at this point at all. I’m terrified it will move to a hard to excise/aspirate spot and making any aspiration or surgery more difficult and possible dangerous. My sister found crutches and a wheelchair so I’m using those.

[aquanova99]

I’ve seen your posts about how the Denali coven isn’t as harmonious in your world as they appear in the books, do you think that the coven would ever break up or do you think that they’d stick it out because they’re all each other know in the vampire world?

To start this off I want to explain why I think this to be the case. With the Cullens as toxic and dysfunctional as they may be, Carlisle did in fact save every one of them. While some (Rosalie) would have rather died he had at least good intentions, for the most part. I won’t deny I think Carlisle has his own issues but that’s another post for another time. The Denali coven was made up of people who had no choice.

I’ve answered this here, but I will add what I can.

Tanya was Sasha’s great niece. That’s all the illustrated guide says, so I’m not sure if Tanya was given a choice or not. But they did have a familial tie. It is also stated that the two of them were the closest to eachother. Tanya has no complaint about her life with her “mother.”

Then on the other hand we have Katrina. Ialso headcanon she makes everyone call her Kate because Katrina was her human name. In the illustrated guide, Kate was essentially a bodyguard for someone and she loved her job. The women she worked with were considered her sisters. She was proud of the life she led. She was also, and most importantly, not dying when she was turned. Sasha and Tanya attacked the caravan she was in and the other women in it were killed. Kate only survived because she looked similar enough to Tanya, and Sasha thought she may as well give her a sister. She went down fighting, as I’m sure most of the other women did. I ask, would you want to stick around the people who stole your life away? I wouldn’t. But where was she going to go? Sasha would have had to teach her about the volturi, maybe enough to scare her into staying.

We also know she was always able to control her gift. I theorize she developed it as a defense mechanism to keep both Sasha and Tanya at arms reach. Again see link for details on what likely happened.

By the events of Breaking Dawn, we have Irina killed, the one who person who likely allowed Kate to at least be civil with the rest of the covenmates. While she likely enjoys Carmen and Eleazars company. I do think after a few years she and Garrett will leave as I am sure she started the diet when Tanya insisted.

Tanya was the de facto leader being Sasha niece. And I think while Kate would have protested (quite a bit I may add) I think to keep the Irina would have asked Kate to listen. And I do think Irina would have swayed her. To Tanyas annoyance, I’m sure. Because why can’t Kate just listen??? Without Irina I don’t see her having to use the veggie diet as a crutch, and now if she did sleep with humans (which I doubt btw) she has Garrett to distract her. No need for them anymore. But I don’t think Garrett would be the one to force her to shove her feelings away like she’s had to do for centuries. I think Garrett will help her realize having those feelings is okay and that she doesn’t have to just push people away with her gift.

[ddeokbxkki]

even if time passes (two)

series: the fourth crime unit (au), reincarnation au main characters in this chapter: sasha, hanji, armin

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Sasha knew that she’s worrying her father. It’s understandable that she would not have any appetite since she just woke up yesterday but she had also been avoiding him. She had froze up involuntarily when she saw him walked in. He was obviously relieved to see that his daughter’s awake after two weeks but before Sasha even knew what she’s doing, she already had her back facing him. When he sat down by her side and rested his hand on her shoulder, she pulled the blanket up, covering her whole body. 

She just couldn’t let him see her tears.

It was stupid, Sasha knew that. She had a happy family here; her job could be dangerous at times but she would be able to go home no matter how busy they would be. 

So why, why is she letting her old memories affect her instead? She couldn’t help but wonder how did her father coped with her death. She’s sorry for being so careless. What happened after her death, were they all safe? The more she asked herself those questions that’s not relevant here, the more her tears fall. 

“Sasha, what’s wrong?” 

She did not answer him; she didn’t know how to answer him.

Sasha first heard his sigh then the sound of the door opening again. The footsteps got louder and she could feel that person standing by the bed.

“This incident might had hit her hard. Mr Blouse, let me talk to her.”

That was Hanji’s voice. 

Sasha could almost picture her father’s defeated expression as she heard him standing up from the chair. From the sound of the door opening and closing, Sasha knew her father went out.

“Sasha, it’s okay now.” 

She finally uncovered herself and turned to look at Hanji who just sat down beside her, her crutch leaning on the bed beside her.

“I’m being stupid, right?” She managed to utter out. “This life and that life, they are not related but I’m stupid enough to let it affect me now.”

“You’re not stupid.” Hanji took her hand into her own. “I was and am still like this. When I saw Erwin and Moblit in front of me again, I cried and cried, they probably got a huge scare. But you see, we are not soldiers anymore. The memories are just memories, what shaped the us now are the experience in this world. Maybe that’s why, we are not as emotionally strong as before. I always thought I am tho until now.”

Hanji ended her little speech with a bitter chuckle.

“What happened after I—“ Sasha took in a deep breath then continued. “After I died…”

“Marley attacked Paradis. Then we found out that Eren had been acting alone with his plan. He manipulated Zeke and started the Rumbling.”

“So we won?” Sasha asked but there was a bitter tone in her question. She still hated the bloodshed.

“I don’t know.” Hanji stated. “All the walls collapsed after Eren and Zeke touched. Eren wanted to destroy the world.”

Sasha gasped, her eyes wandered to the bed opposite her where Eren was resting on. She stayed silent, waiting for Hanji to continue but when the older woman stopped there, Sasha turned to look at her again.

“Hanji?”

“We tried to stop him, worked together with the Marleyeans.” Hanji closed her eyes and Sasha could see her hands shaking. “But I don’t know what happened after because well…” She paused for a while then continued. “Because I died, trying to buy some time for the flying boat to take off.”

A solemn silence took over the room.

“Do you think he will wake up and remember everything like us?” Sasha’s eyes shifted back to Eren and asked in a quiet tone. 

“I don’t know.” Hanji replied back in the same manner. “I really hope he won’t remember anything.” She paused and sighed afterwards. “For his own sake. After all, this Eren is still different from the other Eren. Just like we aren’t the same as the ones we were before.”

Sasha nodded and her eyes scanned the room and eventually fell onto one figure.

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[vhendersonarts346-02]

Helen Armstrong: Teaming with Technology

This past week we had the privilege of hearing from Helen Armstrong how designers can adapt and thrive in an increasingly AI landscape. It was interesting that we had a speaker in the design industry come to talk about exclusively AI. I felt that it was good for me to hear, and comforting to know someone is helping new designers feel more secure in themselves and the industry they’re entering into due to the presence of ever-changing artificial intelligence. It took me a while to even be curious about AI, and I was afraid of it and felt it was a crutch we were beginning to use everywhere. The first personal experience I had with it was in my history class last year, when my professor asked us to use Chat GPT to write us a prompt for our final essay. He wanted to show us AI was a tool, not a way to cheat. I then began using it for advice for my personal life, regarding stress management and relationships. I also journal every day, and put my entire file with documentation occurring over months of my life that covers my thoughts and worries regarding just about everything in my life. This changed a lot about how I felt about AI because it began to feel less like a “Oh I’m sorry! How can I help you?” and more like some sort of virtual therapist. But what Helen was speaking on was a completely different use of AI and one that I was scared to venture into because of the fear of plagiarism but the even bigger feel that I’m simply not good enough to be a designer and not rely on artificial intelligence. What if I become too accustomed to it and then don’t even know my personal style anymore? Or I can’t finish a small creative task without asking a computer for advice or a template? 

But it seems like Helen understood the worries that we might have been thinking, at least I hope. She believes that AI needs design because designers need “human-centered methods in relation to society”. When she explained this like planning a dinner party that helped me understand a bit better where she was coming from, and how AI would be nothing without human design. But that’s for now. What happens when AI starts making work inspired by itself? Will it collapse on itself? I think I’m overreacting but like she also said, you can over-trust the system. Hopefully because I’m already skeptical of the system I won’t fall into a situation like that. That’s the scary part of AI, like the uncertainty. 

But after Helen spoke about the amazing potential of AI, like the chart that explains just how much more we’re capable of with the help of AI, I began to come around. It was exciting to learn about, because I had been a little bit “shamed”, one could say, into not even looking into how it could creatively assist designers. I think my happy medium for using it would have to come from me finding a level of automation with myself, something I think should happen in the world of design as a whole as well. What do I want to keep vs. What do I want to automate? And do I want a point A to point B system or should I have a system that teaches me how to do what it just did? 

I think my favorite part of the presentation was the part where I began to realize the things I could do with AI comfortably, and it was inspiring. I am looking forward to seeing what happens with the future of design, and seeing how it will change with the upcoming technology. 

[urbanconjurer]

The Ozempic Diaries: Context, & Weeks 1-3

I've been posting a fair bit about my recent experiences on ozempic over on my facebook page, but truthfully, I shouldn't - I have some professional acquaintances on there that I'm certain don't want to read about my various side effects and reasons for doing this. So, in the interest of both documenting my experience and honestly sharing, I will try to post any further updates here. It also gives me an excuse to use this thing, so. Here we go.

So why am I on this in the first place? Truthfully, my body and mind are a fucking mess. I currently live with:

(c)ptsd/ trauma

chronic depression

panic attacks

pcos

morbid obesity (starting weight: 430lbs)

binge eating disorder

type 2 beetus (starting a1c: 9.8)

herniated back disks

t2 and being fat both run in my family, going back at least 3 generations. trying to deal with all of these conditions in conjunction with self-hatred and trying to heal from trauma has been... a challenge, to say the least.

My current primary care physician (pcp) is really fucking cool. He actually *listens* to what i have to say about my body. He does acknowledge that the weight isn't helping me, but he also doesn't blame it for fucking everything, like a sore throat.

I brought up ozempic since, like many others, i heard so much about the potential for weight loss; i have to admit that the knowledge about the lowered blood glucose came later. My doctor thought about it, agreed that we could try it, but i had to also get approval from my eating disorder therapist.

My ED therapist is also fucking amazing. She's compassionate and kind, but also willing to call me out on my disordered thinking and pushes me to do better. When i brought up ozempic, we had a long conversation about it, ultimately resulting in her giving her approval, with the stipulation that i don't use it as a crutch. in other words, I still need to rely on my coping skills to deal with binges/cravings.

I was given my first ozempic pen in early January, but i didn't take it until 23 January. to be honest, i was scared - scared of taking an injection, scared of the very common side effects, and scared of what could happen to me. would i still be the same person? would i lose weight? would i be so sick that i'd have to stop? what if i didn't lose ANY weight? Was I just hopeless? if i did lose the weight, would anything change for the better? worse?

what follows are the accounts written over the past three weeks from my facebook.

Day 3: sore muscles. not sure if related to the ozempic or if i’m just feeling crappy. so far no nausea to speak of.

Week One:

* some full body soreness for a couple of days

* lots of burp, awkward

* some very minor GI issues I won't elaborate on (added for tumblr: constipation)

honestly, it wasn't that bad, knock on wood. I haven't had any real nausea to speak of, mental health is about as good as it usually is. let's see what happens with week two.

Beginning of week 3: 0.25mg still.

the day after is usually the worst - muscle soreness all over my body, and the nausea is at its strongest. soreness goes away after a day or so, and the nausea is intermittent afterwards.

i’ve noticed that the amount of “food noise” has really decreased; i can tell when i’m actually hungry as opposed to eating out of boredom or stress (the nausea lets me know). i’ve been craving peanut butter & meat (not together), which means that i probably need more protein. im definitely fuller faster as well. no idea if i lost anything since i don’t keep a scale in the house, but my resting glucose was 106, which - while still high - is fantastic compared to what it was.

gonna keep on going, i guess. not sure when to bump to 0.5mg, so i’ll also update that when it happens.

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back to the present. the fatigue is the biggest issue so far. to be fair, I don't know if this is due to the lowered food intake, the medication, or the depression, but it's greatly increased over the last couple of weeks. i'm going to see if i can reach out to my pcp and see what they think.

so far, that's about it. like i said, I'll try to update this at least weekly. i think it's important to document - not only for my own health, but as a sort of record for anybody else interested in potentially trying this medication. i also admit that i have some concerns about the long term effects of the med, so this will also hopefully assist in keeping an eye on any potentially troubling patterns.

if you got this far, thanks for reading and letting me share such personal things. see you soon.