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Project: Killcode
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ahaâŠ. ha⊠ha⊠theyâre not okay
part thirty
â HYPOCRISY â
SUNDAY â JULY 29 â 5:11AM
WHEN BENTLEY OPENED HIS EYES ON SUNDAY MORNING, IT WAS REALLY BRIGHT IN HIS BEDROOM. And warm. And the ceiling was really⊠orange? And weeping willow-y? And his bed didnât feel like a bed at all?
With a sudden gasp, he sat bolt upright, panic and adrenaline flooding his veins like gasoline and sending a wave of volatile dread seeping through his entire body. His eyes flicked to the golden sunrise, to the fountain, to the grass he was sitting on, to the trees above him, to the building he was supposed to be in, to the Chloe that was laying on the ground next to him.
There was no way he hadâŠ
Chloe startled awake at his outburst, her face twisting up in confusion, eyes flicking around just like his had before she shot directly onto her feet. âOh shit!â
Bentley pushed himself off of the grass, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. âOh my God.â
It wasnât super late in the morning, at least, judging by the dim sunrise. He dug his phone out of his pocket in a panic and, squinting into it, he was extremely relieved to see that he had no texts. It was 5:13am.
Asten was so back at the dorm already.
How had they managed to fall asleep out there? He couldnât even seem to fathom deciding to sleep on the ground when he wasnât even supposed to be outside in the first place. All heâd been thinking about the previous night was Chloe and how stressed out her breakdown was making him. He never once thought about going to sleep. And yeah, heâd been pretty tired, but⊠sleeping there hadnât even been an option in his mind, yet somehow, he⊠theyâŠ
âHow the hell did we fall asleep?!â She half-shouted, whipping her phone out of her pocket and cringing at the screen. âMy roommates all knew I was coming out here to meet you! Theyâre gonna think we slept together!â
Bentley ran an anxious hand through his hair, glancing at her in confusion. ââŠDidnât we?â
Chloe looked at him with this absolutely gobsmacked, absolutely appalled look on her face, before she seemed to realize⊠something. âIâm not even going to begin to explain that to you.â
Bentley had no idea what she was talking about.
âGod, I⊠Iâm so sorry, Bentley, I didnât meanâŠâ Chloe scrolled through something on her phone, her cheeks flushing red, cringe deepening. âIâm so sorry!â
âItâs⊠okay,â He replied, though the fact that he was practically already vibrating from anxiety proved otherwise. He was so dead. Asten was literally going to murder him.
âItâs so not okay! Can you even imagine the rumors thatâre going to spread if I donât shut them up fast enough?!â She basically yelled, tugging at her sort of messed up ponytail. âNo, no, no. This is so not how this was supposed to go.â
Did she mean that everyone would think they, like, kissed? Or something? What did that have to do with sleeping next to each other?Â
When Bentley said nothing, but looked back down at his shoes, she continued: âYour roommates went to that party, right? Thereâs still a chance theyâre not back yet â you should go, now. This is such a disasterâŠâ
âLast time they came back before sunriseâŠâ He trailed off.
âShit. Iâm so sorry, Bentley, I didnât⊠and⊠God,â She ran a hand over her face. âOkay. Itâs fine. Itâs fine. Itâs all going to be fine.â
Bentley didnât say anything just kinda⊠stood, thinking about how much Asten was going to kill him.
âHey,â Chloeâs hands were suddenly on his shoulders, and he locked eyes with her, brown on brown. âItâs gonna be fine, just go now before anyone sees. And⊠and donât sleep with anyone till youâre married!â
Bentley didnât say anything to that (because didn't they just sleep together?!), but he did get out of his own head enough to comprehend that he needed to go back to his dorm. Like, yesterday.
So, without a word, he turned, and he went.
He was about halfway there when he realized he didnât have his keycard.
Which meant someone would have to let him in.
âShit,â He groaned as he came out of the stairwell on their floor, the sixth floor. He took a quick glance both directions down the long, wainscoted hallway, and when it came back empty, he quietly moved toward their door and whipped his phone out of his pocket.
He tapped on one of his very first contacts. It rang⊠and it rangâŠ
âBentley?â
Bentley sighed heavily, running a hand over his face. âHey, Bell⊠I need you to let me into the dorm without waking anybody up.â
He heard Bellamy exhale. âThat wonât be hard. Iâm the only one here.â
Bentley creased his brow as he walked up to their room. âWhat? Iâm at the door.â
Hardly a half-second after he spoke, the call ended, the lock clicked, and the door opened. Bellamy was standing on the other side â his hair was sort of messed up, and his big brown eyes were dull and sleepy. He was wearing some blue pajamas that reminded Bentley of the sailboat ones he used to wear.
âSorry, Bell, I didnât mean to wake you up,â He cringed as he stepped through the door, kicking it closed behind him.Â
âSâ okay. I donât sleep much anyways,â Bellamy replied quietly, shoving his phone in the pocket of his pajama pants. Bentley glanced around the dorm, his gaze landing on all four of the bedroom doors that were just⊠sitting wide open.
âWhereâs Varian? I thought he didnât go to the party,â
Bellamy shrugged, walking over to the living area and plopping down on one of the couches. âI donât know. Did you go to the party with them? I thought you were here all nightâŠâ
âIâm sorry, I wouldâve stayed if Iâd have known youâd be by yourself,â Bentley cringed (He was really good at this stuff, wasnât he?) âBut no, I didnât go to the party â I had to talk to someone.â
Bellamy creased his brow at him. âAll night?â
âI fell asleep on accident,â He replied, making his way over to the couch and plopping down next to him. âAfter I saw what happened to everyone last time they partied, I decided it wasnât for me.â
Bellamy didnât say anything, but just kinda looked down at his hands and fiddled with his pajama sleeves. Bentley could hear the little machines whirring beneath them.
âWhatâs wrong?â He questioned. Bellamy glanced back up at him, looking sort of surprised, but quickly looked back down.
âNothing,â He muttered.
âBellâŠâ
âItâs okay, really. I donât want you to feel badâŠâ He trailed off, and Bentley sat up a little straighter, turning toward him slightly.
âFeel bad for what?â
âIâŠâ Bellamy started quietly, glancing at Bentley then down at his hands again, tugging at his own sleeves. âI⊠I had a nightmare and⊠when I woke up, nobody was hereâŠâ
Bentley internally threw himself off a cliff.
Of course Bellamy would. Why wouldnât he? With Bentleyâs relationship with luck, he was surprised his roommates didnât just straight up die in the middle of the night.
Bentley exhaled heavily, watching as Bellamy continued to pick at his sleeves. âIâm really sorry, Bell. Was it bad?â
Bellamy just kinda looked down at his lap. âThe dream wasnât so bad, but then I got up and no one was here, andâŠâ
There was a familiar little quiver to his voice that made Bentley feel even worse about leaving than he had about Chloe.
Bellamy sniffed lightly, turning away. âIt was really scaryâŠâ
Bentley sighed lightly, lifting his right arm and draping it loosely round Bellamyâs shoulders. âIâm sorry. I shouldnât have left.â
âIt wasnât your fault I had a bad dream,â He shrugged, wiping at his eyes without turning back around. âIt just freaked me out, is all. I thought you were at the party and I didnât want to bother youâŠâ
âYou can call me for anything, no matter what Iâm doing. Iâll answer â I promise,â Bentley replied, squeezing his shoulder lightly. âI hate that you were by yourself.â
âItâs okay⊠it really wasnât a big deal, just⊠sometimes I canât tell if Iâm awake or asleep, and it made me really scaredâŠâ Bellamy continued, and Bentley frowned.
âThatâs how a lot of my nightmares are, too,â He replied quietly, with a soft sigh.Â
Bellamy looked over at him. âI heard that you had one the other night. Was it bad?â
Images flashed through Bentleyâs mind in quick succession â Varian bleeding out in Dickâs arms, Rockie getting shot right in front of him, Asten falling off the roof, Nico getting his head beaten in... âYeah. It was bad.â
âI thought so. I heard you⊠screaming. But I didnât know if I was actually awake so I⊠didnât come out. Iâm sorryâŠâ Bellamy trailed off.
Bentley patted his shoulder. âItâs okay, Bell. I wouldnât have, either.â
Bellamy sniffed again, glancing forward at the floor ahead of them with a few quick blinks, bringing a hand up to rub at his eyes.Â
âDo you want me to do the frogs again? You seem tired,â
âNo, thatâs okay,â He replied with a small shrug. âIâm not that tired.â
Bentley watched him, observing quietly for a few minutes as his blinks got progressively longer.Â
âAre you sure about that?â He asked with a soft smile, squeezing his shoulder lightly. âItâs okay to be tired. Iâm tired and I just woke up.â
Bellamy smiled faintly in amusement, glancing over at him for just a split second.
Bentley sighed lightly. âItâs okay, you can go to sleep. I wonât go anywhere â I promise.â
"...are you sure?" Bellamy muttered.
"I'm sure. Unless you'd rather be alone,"
"No. No, being alone is..." Bellamy trailed off, picking at his sleeves. "Scary..."
A beat passed.
"My head hurts,"
Bentley rubbed his shoulder lightly. "Do you want some medicine?"
"No..." He muttered, fiddling with his fingers some more, like he was nervous about something. "Can I just..."
Bentley watched him carefully, but he never spoke again. He just sort of looked down at his lap. "Can you just what?"
Bellamy shrugged and looked away, abandoning his question entirely.
"You can ask. I can already tell you the answer is most likely yes," Bentley replied, earning a faint smile in response.
"I... was going to ask if I could..." Bellamy trailed off, continuing to pick at his sleeves. "If I could maybe..." His eyes flicked down to Bentley's shoulder, and suddenly, he seemed to understand.
"Oh, yeah," He replied immediately. "I'm not gonna say no to that."
âAre you sure?â
Bentley hummed. âSuper sure.â
With that, Bellamy settled himself down on the couch and grabbed one of the blankets from the back of it, draping it over himself. Then, with an attentive glance to Bentley, subtly and tentatively moved until the side of his head came to rest on Bentleyâs shoulder.
"Sorry if thatâs⊠weird, I justâŠâ
"Itâs not weird," Bentley replied, smiling faintly as he adjusted his arm so it was comfortable for both of them. "I've probably spent more time in the last three years sleeping with someone else next to me than alone -- so I don't mind. It's actually nice."
âOh⊠okay,â
A few moments of silence passed, and Bellamy settled in farther, adjusting his head against Bentleys shoulder with a quiet sigh. âYâknow, I⊠think youâre the best friend Iâve ever had.â
Bentley said nothing, only glanced at him. By the time heâd managed to work up a response, Bellamyâs eyes were comfortably closed, his breathing had evened out, and the machines on his arms slowed until he could barely hear them anymore.
If Bellamy kept talking like that, Bentley was gonna have to ask Bruce if they could take him home.
â
â-mustâve woken up and came in here,â Was the first thing Bentleyâs ears registered when his senses started coming back to him. He was laying somewhere, but it wasnât his bed. It wasâŠ
Oh yeah â the couch, in the living area. He wasnât sitting up anymore; He seemed to be laying across it, and there was a blanket thrown over him that hadnât been there before. Bellamyâs presence had all but vanished from his right.
âYou think he noticed you were gone?â
âI hope not. He was dead asleep when I left,â
It was Asten and Valor whispering â though Bentley probably wouldnât have been able to tell in his half-awake state if it werenât for their opposing accents.
âAre you gonna tell him?â Valor questioned.
âUnless he noticed I was gone, no. Iâm not hungover anymore, so it shouldnât matter,â
He wasnât hungover, so it shouldnât matter. It shouldnât matter that literally yesterday Asten had given Bentley a speech about not keeping secrets, and then did something the same night that he planned on keeping secret. (What kind of world was Asten living in where he could just⊠be all hypocritical like that? Bentley wasnât allowed but he was?)
Bentley fought the urge to huff dramatically and, instead, stayed eerily still on the couch, pretending to sleep. (He was pretty good at that.)
âYouâre welcome, by the way, for being the puke dad again,â Came a third voice, with a distinct Russian lilt.Â
âYeah, yeah, thanks for waking up and coming to the hangover rescue. Whereâs Koa and Rockie?â Valor questioned.
âKoaâs throwing up outside. I think Rockieâs out there with him,â
âJesus, that kid gets sicker than anyone Iâve ever met in my entire life,â Valor sighed.Â
âHe also gets drunker than anyone else,â
âBecause he's obsessed with beer pong. He played it at least thirty times last night,â
Bentley just listened as the voices moved about the dorm, a few doors opening and closing and sounds bouncing around. An unidentifiable amount of time later, the distinct sound of the dorm door opening and closing pierced the air â it mustâve been Koa and Rockie.
A few more voices came and went â small talk, mostly. Bentley didnât listen because he was too busy being absolutely pissed that Asten had the audacity to be such an arrogant hypocrite after he made Bentley cry about it the day before.Â
Eventually, the voices faded into the other rooms, and the dorm went quiet again.
Bentley, extraordinarily angry but not mean enough to disturb everyoneâs sleep, forced himself back to bed on the couch.
Heâd talk to Asten later.
Later came sooner than he wanted it to⊠but at the same time, took all too long to come around.
He shuffled back into his and Astenâs bedroom at nearly eleven in the morning. The dorm was practically dead â not a soul had come out into the living area since theyâd all returned earlier. Part of him kind of wanted to cry (because he couldnât be mad like a normal person.) and the other part of him wanted to, like, burn something down.Â
For now, he decided to find somewhere in the middle to float.
He went into his and Astenâs room, kicking the door closed behind him and glancing at the top bunk. Asten was laying up there under his blankets, but his arms and phone were sticking out, and his screen was on, signaling that he was awake.
âHey, B,â He greeted casually. âWhy were you in the living room?â
Bentley breathed in and out, staving down some of the anger that threatened to make him, like, yell. âBellamy had a nightmare. We were both in there, but he left,â He replied curtly.
He pulled his desk chair out and sat on it, then heard Asten shift, as though he were trying to look at him from his bed. He mustâve given up because his head never appeared from under the covers. Â
âI didnât hear you leave,â
Was he seriously trying to make Bentley think he was home all night?
Bentley shrugged with a short huff. âNot sure you could hear the door from Masonâs house, anyway.â
Astenâs head did pop out, then, and he sat up on the bed. âDid-â
âIâm not stupid, Asten. I was awake when you left, and I was awake when you were telling Valor you werenât gonna tell me,â He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest. âWhat the hell?â
Asten didnât say anything, but worked his way off the top bunk and sat on Bentleyâs instead, crossing his arms. He looked tired, like heâd just woken up, but sort of offended at the same time. âNot everything I do is your business, B.â
Bentley narrowed his eyes at him, wanting nothing more than to set his hair on fire. âYou lied to me.â
âI didnât lie,â Asten scoffed.
âWell, you didnât tell me the truth,â Bentley spat, leaning back in the chair. âThereâs no gray area between an honest person and a liar.â
âWhat-â
âYou just gave me an entire spiel over keeping secrets just to go and keep secrets. So what, youâre allowed to but Iâm not? Iâm supposed to let it slide when you do it, but youâre allowed to get upset at me? Sounds pretty hypocritical,â Bentley hissed. Astenâs eyes went cold again, his expression darkening.
âYou have to tell me where youâre going because youâre an innocent little nepobaby whoâs naivety will get you killed,â Asten spat back. âYou donât know half the shit that goes on in this world â I do.â
â⊠So, because you had a shitty life, the rules donât apply?â Bentley asked, tapping his fingers on his arms. âYouâre allowed to go do whatever you want and expect me to just sit here at your command like a dog?â
âIâm trying to protect you,âÂ
âBullshit. That just sounds good. If you were actually trying to protect me, you wouldnât leave the three youngest roommates in the dorm overnight just to go get drunk out of your mind,â Bentley was practically fuming at the ears, but he made doubly sure not to raise his voice too loud. âI wouldnât even care about you going out and getting wasted if youâd just tell me first!âÂ
Asten rubbed his eyes with the heels of his hands. âWhyâs it such a big deal all of a sudden?â
âIt was a big deal to you yesterday,â Bentley replied. âBut I guess that doesnât matter, since youâre a hypocrite and all.â
Asten was glaring daggers. âBentley.â
âTell me Iâm wrong,â He ordered, locking eyes with Asten and forcing them to stay there no matter how uncomfortable it was. âYou said something. You did the opposite. Tell me youâre not a hypocrite.â
Asten was pissed â Bentley could tell. He had this cold sort of feeling that radiated from him when he was really mad; one that would make passersby afraid he was gonna punch them if they got too close. He opened his mouth to reply, but Bentley beat him to it.
âI may be younger than you, but you canât walk all over me anymore. You helped train that into me,â Bentley muttered. âSo if youâre allowed to go do whatever you want whenever you want without telling me, so am I.â
âBentley-â
âAnd Iâll start by telling you, now that itâs convenient for me, that I snuck out of the dorm and stayed with a girl last night. All night,â
Astenâs horrendously-pissed-and-angry face cracked a little to reveal something like disbelief, and vaguely, shock. âYeah, sure you did.â
âUnlike you, Iâm not a liar. Ask Bellamy, he had to let me back in this morning. Or you can consult my call history and find where I asked him to let me in,â Bentley replied, pulling his phone out of his pocket and tossing it on the desk with a bam! âOr maybe you can dwell on the fact that I was sleeping in the living room in different clothes than I went to bed in?â
Asten didnât say anything, but his mouth was open, like he was debating on it.
Then he huffed deeply, like he was really irritated. âWho was it?â
âNot everything I do is your business,â Bentley mocked, rising from the desk chair and pushing it in, grabbing his phone and shoving it back in his pocket. âIâm done arguing with a wall.â
âWhere are you going?â Asten asked as Bentley approached the door.
He swung it open, glancing back at Asten just long enough to say: âMaybe Iâll tell you when itâs convenient.â
Then he left their room, and he left their dorm, going nowhere in particular.
Everything in high school was bullshit.
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that line eiji says that's like "if I had the chance to help someone within my reach and didn't extend my hand to them I'd regret it for the rest of my life" left a much stronger impression on me than I thought :(
every time I realize I can (and should) help a patient I start panicking and freeze up and then I feel really guilty afterward which isn't anything new but what IS new is that in my mind I see eiji being disappointed in me for not taking action and somehow that worsens the guilt
#khytal.ks#there was an older patient who came in to get a crown done#and they were super. super anxious about it#and they clammed up after saying they weren't sure if they wanted to go through with the appointment#and having been in that exact situation several times I was going to offer them paper and a pen#so they could write down their thoughts#but I fucking froze up#and then I'm pretty sure the doctor made the situation *worse*#(as he does but this is not about him rn)#and I feel awful bc I HAD A SOLUTION THAT COULD'VE HELPED THEM FEEL MORE AT EASE#AND I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING....#there is obviously a lot I'm omitting from this story but essentially I'm not proud that I ended up being a bystander#I just. uahgh.
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vampire and werewolf sitting in a tree
time trav e l i n g
first comes. trying to kill eachother then comes... learning you're his dead ex-lover then comes marriage!
(you can buy the book this scene is from for $15 it's really good. it's the fan favorite of the series!)
#comics#idk I thought this scene might make sense on its own#I thought about making it like all tall but 8 pages is a lot I think to make tall...........#it's like a lot to scroll past#but I think this looks cute enough and gives enough of a vibe at a glance that you can tell if you wanna click on it#sorry I'm trying to think of as many ways as I possibly can to advertise this book#there are so so so many of them#you gotta help me man#anyways#I really liked this scene#fun fact it was my FIRST episode with my new editr#and my first editor made me really anxious#kept asking me to change stuff and giving notes that made no sense#she also kept micing up their names and she wouldnt reply to me for weeks even when I was begging for edits on something#anyways so I was super nervous#esp cause its the first gay episode so I was like well. let's. see how chill she is#and she was so nice...#you guys she was absolutely amazing#she was such a delight to work with and so incredible#her notes were top notch every time#and she was always so quick to respong#while also very much keeping her work boundaries and hours clear#god shes so amazing I'm never gonna forgive webtoon for firing her#she deserves the fucking world. I multiple times told her and webtoon that she changed my entire experience there and made it worth it#and then she gets fired. god. fuck them. ugh. anyways.#short comic#time and time again#webtoon#comic book#my art
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AAAAAA big deterence from my usual postings
Flexing the multifandom brain cells and dropping these studies I did of stinky mask man:
Seemed seasonally appropriate
#michael myers#halloween#im actually very anxious about posting these#but#super proud of these#there were a LOT of unpresentable studies and whatnot i did before these#might share those too with my nOtes#been tryna get this dude's likeness all month#the ibis paint noise layers doing wONDERS for me istg#slashers#horror#im genuinely so obsessed with this dude LMAO#leon on the froggy chair art
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i know modern dating is a hell because i once went on a date with this lady and when we were about to kiss i pulled back and went "oh sorry i thought we were a vase for a second" and she didn't like that in the least
#i was out there wasting my best material on audiences who were giving me nothing#personal nonsense#i do think my girlfriend gives me credit for being funny when even when i am being earnest which makes me feel very charming#she works in law and when we met i was like oh can i ask you a work-related question#and she was like big sigh assuming i was going to ask for legal advice#and i was like sorry but where do you buy your suits? and she did a very friendly laugh that made me feel super at ease#she was also very nice about it when i got too high and was telling her it makes me anxious that#i can't tell if zoomers who say slay a lot are gay or just very logged on#she was like 'oh i'm sorry for laughing you're just being very darling' and i was like đ„șđ„șđ„ș#sorry for girlfriendposting so much she's just the best partner i've ever been with!
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im not totally sure abt posting this on tumblr but i but the bullet and made my own clan đđ
I could give u the whole spiel but fr its litterally just an lgbt friendly clan. Its small but active both me and the other leader atleast are on just about everyday. Even if ur a new player thats great. We both have experience teaching and would be genuinely just. so happy to teach you things. I do daily dungeon carries too pretty much all day at the moment. So if u dont have a clan or really like Felwinter.... Citan's End is here for u!!!
#destiny 2#We even have a discord! but once ahain we r. super small atm. also JUST created today because me and my friends had one too many experience#alot of us are socially anxious too so if ur a little weird about social interaction. we get it. its very hard. but were here for u
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remus tends to get very quiet around strangers, but with his friends he nonstop rambles. he has no clue what he's saying, but he's talking a mile a minute and switching between various languages without realising
#it takes him a while to feel comfortable enough around ppl to ramble tho#like majority of people assume remus the quietest marauder. but the other marauders are so weirded out#because like yeah he's silent in public but as soon as he's in their dorm he's rambling a mile a minute#(first time the marauders heard a remus ramble was the beginning of second year and they were completely floored)#like quiet 'one word' remus is suddenly talking super fast rambling about some sheep that live near he home#the rambling gets more intense when he's anxious/flustered/or talking about a special interest of his#marauders era#marauders#remus lupin
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gurh. i dont think ill ever truly get over how nice everyone here is. im so used to people ignoring the things i enjoy and not wanting to hear me speak at all but everyone ive ever talked to here has always been so friendly. im really happy
#i might delete this later because im super paranoid about showing these kinds of feelings on a public account#but i really appreciate all the people ive ever spoken a word to here. mutual or not#ive made friends here and some have been as weird as me. while others mightve been confused about parts of me#but ive never gotten a negative response theyre always very nice or casual about it. and i really appreciate it#when im anxious about stuff. i look back on conversations ive had here and remember#Oh. were all just⊠some guys on the the internet in the end. were all just people who happen to be in the same park. living our lives#its never as big of a deal as i think it is in my head. they might view me just as intimidating as i see them after all.#sorry if this is an odd post or anything im just nervous but also really happy
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the crazy thing about having low self esteem is that it doesn't just hurt you, actually
#one of my very best friends in the whole world is a drag artist#and recently they were performing at a drag brunch and i didn't go even though i said i would#because i was tired and anxious and didn't feel like pushing myself#but ALSO because i was having a bad day where i was like god. they probably won't even notice i'm not there#because all of their cool new drag friends will be there too. so actually it's fine that i'm not going!#and then guess what! their cool new drag friends didn't show up EITHER! and i missed out on a great show#and seeing my beloved friend!! because i was feeling shitty about myself!!!#AND i wasn't able to be there for them because they were super sad that none of their friends came to their first drag brunch!!!#anyways! just something i have been thinking about lately.
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ooooooooghhhhh ever since you had that flav plush made i wanna comm a plush of my own fav Lil Guy,,,, aughhhhhhh i mightttttt
def go for it whenever you have the money to!
#id suggest not mentioning who the character is or where theyre from tho if theyre from some popular thing#only for the description/notes#also they will charge extra fees depending on the complexity of the design. so be prepped for that if that were to happen#but yea the process is very simple i was super anxious about it going in but the people were fast and easy to talk to :)
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#another day another job interview went not so well. i got super anxious because there were FIVE !!! FIVE PEOPLE in the videocall !!!!#so i felt very pressurised. they started w huge talks about the job and the vacancy and what they do and what they expect me to do#i was hardly grasping what they were talking about TT it was all too technical for me (consider that i don't belong to the field)#it made me feel soooo anxious and lost. and when we got to the - describe yourself - part i didn't know what to say#like i tried explaining my background and job experiences (which were in completely different fields). it all looked out of place#i think i simply didnt fit in. and i guess the recruiters understood bc they looked pissed af lmao. def one of my worst experiences#whatever i made peace w the fact that i'll have to do a THOUSAND job interviews before even thinking of getting one#personal#i feel so sorry for my moots that have to read my loser stories (you're free to skip) but i truly dont have any other social media site#where i don't feel bad when sharing my failures
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I was just rewatching an old Ranboo and Technoblade VOD from way back just after Doomsday, and I don't think it is possible for anything to be funnier than Technoblade and Ranboo both mutually turning into bundles of social anxiety and dancing around each other
#to clarify: what I mean is how they both are just super awkward and shy and sometimes try to avoid each other#early on in their friendship they were both just equally afraid of talking to the other and it was so funny#and in fanfics where they're teying to bond but have no freaking clue what theyre doing and both have such vastly different social cues#I just love watching these two socially anxious dorks try to coexist#they don't know what theyre doing at all#dream smp#ranboo#technoblade#peerpeessureduo#peer pressure duo#dsmp ranboo#dsmp technoblade#rambling about blorbos
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my friend thinks i have ADHD and started listing a bunch of traits i donât have and was reacting like im crazy when i told her i donât have those traits
#she says iâm super impulsive and the things she listed were#no joke#getting a tattoo and going to a birthday party#itâs like she thinks if i donât narrate my entire thought process to her about everything i do i must not be thinking about it before#she was like from my perspective it seems impulsive because i didnât know about these events beforehand#and itâs like yeah. because you were not involved in them#this went on for like 20 minutes and she wasnât listening to me#and i came to the realization that she doesnât know or understand me at all#and everything i do reads as impulsive and thoughtless because sheâs giving me no credit for having any sort of thoughts or inner life#iâve known her for like a year and a half iâve never been this badly misunderstood by someone before#which is weird because iâm very cards on the table up front what you see is what you get#and she seems to think iâm very very different than who i am#has anyone else had this experience lmao i was super anxious the whole convo#and had to private message another person in our group message to make sure i wasnât being crazy
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something something a fanfic in which Ian is best friends with Yevgeny and then he timetravel and falls in love with his best friend's father.
I like to think that in this version he was raised by Clayton cause Monica obviously couldn't, and canonlike she wasn't in the picture much. He then lives with his father, stepmother and siblings but doesn't quite fit with them. Yev was raised by Svetlana and never knew his father cause he left when Yev was a baby.
When Ian travels back he is saved by Mandy. He says he's a Gallagher and she's like "I know the Gallaghers but I never saw you!". He's introduced to his "cousins" who immediately take he in like a brother? Who he is cause of Monica.
Then because of Mandy he gets to know Mickey and younger Svetlana and baby Yev and it is extremely fucked but... my dick's in your dad mouth, sorry Yev!
Gallavich: they start as friends cause Ian quickly hits off with Mandy, and soon Ian gets to understand the difficult situation that led to Yevgeny's conception and why Mickey probably left them when Yev was still a baby. Then, feelings come along and Mickey's deep in the closet but Ian's nothing if open-minded so with time it works out. Ian doesn't lose interest even though Mickey has a wife and baby, he isn't scared off easily, and Yev Svet and Mandy all like him so that's a turn on. Ian likes older guys so the fact that Mickey's an old soul in a hot young body who listens to dad music and is grumpy is what attracts Ian.
The future is forever altered. Ian now actually has a family of Gallagher's he actually likes and fits. Ian came along so Mickey never left the picture and now Yev was raised with his father around. Which changed the way Yev grew up to be, so he's not the version Ian knew, but that's alright cause then Ian gets to meet him again. And yes, they end up being best friends all the same, after all, Yevgeny watch the type of cartoons and listens to the kind of music and plays the same videogames Ian grew up with so they're very close.
#How do time travelers solve the documentation issue? I'm not sure. there would have to be research in order to write this fic.#but if there was someone who would know how to help Ian it would be Svetlana. hello Russian illegal immigrant?#also. shes the first to find out hes not from there cause Ian knew older Svet but hes only now getting to know younger Svet and he#has absolutely no chill so she figures him out rather quickly and than he proves her right by revealing things she never told anyone before#eventually people have to know hes a time traveler but I like to think every time it happens is in a shitty situation totally non planed#and then theres doubt and he has to try and prove but! effect butterfly things wont happen as they happened before#like he will try and say âthis actor will die this yearâ or âbitcoins are a thingâ or âwe'll face a pandemic" and... nope. never happens.#and then hes right about the most stupid useless but detailed thing like the whole plot of a movie thats not released yet or like. vaping.#stop im so funny. it will become a family joke thing like Franny and Liam will constantly listen their family say Ian's a time traveler and#and is it true is it a joke why everybodys so serious about it theyre totally messing with us#mickey gives a total of zero fucks i bet. now he gets why ian is the way he is like super optimistic and anxious and super open minded but#like. it changes zero things for him. good for u ian i guess. i would still love u if u were an alien or from another dimension of whatever#ian gallagher#mickey milkovich#yevgeny milkovich#svetlana yevgenivna#mandy milkovich#gallavich#ian x mickey#shameless#shameless us#og.#fic idea#honestly âfic ideaâ is like my best tag
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I constantly mention tricyclics and really old medications just because I had epilepsy when I was really young and took keppra for a prolonged period while my brain was developing and like fun fact, they still don't know a whole lot about what happens when you're on these medications long-term and you're really young, because the primary concern is stopping seizures and then everything else is kind of like a "in the search of a greater good" type of thing
So like I get really sick on anything that affects my serotonin levels, to the point where I just leave vomit profusely and am actually just extremely miserable and they were like "eh, could be the keppra thing" and recorded it for future reference but like now I take like primarily super old medications from before ssris were popularized
So if y'all ever think you might be the same possible brand of fucked up as me and ssris and snris make you really sick there's your little possible reasoning??? Idk but shout out to the shitty old antidepressants, they've literally saved my life.
#epilepsy#fun fact#i did some research studies and signed some medical authorizations when i was younger#like welp here you go heres data about people wirh grand mal seizures#and literally they were like thanks we'll never tell you if this data helped with anything or what we find out#much later they were like you may have just had seizures because your brain fires off gravely wtong when you get super anxious#and like kid's brains are weird#âdont take ssris and snris because they make you sick and this may have ruined your brain chemistry and also try not to get super anxiousâ#that was all i ever really heard from consenting to release my brain patterns and medical history for research đ€·ââïž#idek how long the forms last for for sll i know some one at mayo is still occasionally scanning info about me like#âplease stop getting concussed the brain injuries are corrupting the dataâ
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Title:Â The Michen Emperor
No Archive Warnings Apply  // Mature
Tags:Â Implied/Referenced Child Abuse; Injury to Child; threat to child; everyone will be okay I'm just putting them through the wringer; Found Family; Alternate Universe; the details of the content aren't far off canon-typical; but it may be more distressing due to Maia's age; so please tread carefully re the additional tags
Summary:
When Varenechibel IV and his three eldest sons are killed in an airship crash, the eyes of the court turn to the only surviving heir: the nine-year-old Maia Drazhar. Facing down the near-hopeless precedent of child emperors, however, is not something he will have to do alone.
Please note that, due to the structure of the fic, all tags apply to all chapters.
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So I've been putting off posting this for. About four hundred years. It's not entirely finished, but tbh it's more finished than most of any of my multi-chapters usually are when I start posting, so hopefully I'll be able to get the whole thing up in fairly reasonable time.
It both is and is not darker than Stairs and Tower Stones - strictly speaking, some of the content in those two is at least as dark as this. But this one drops you in it right at the start and doesn't have nearly as much softness to balance it out, so it will feel different.
It's nice to be posting again :)
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#hermitknut's fic#goblin emperor#the goblin emperor#fanfiction#fic#oof#fanfic#the fact that I'm getting super anxious about the fact that I've posted this#is probably a sign that I really need to get back into the swing of it#it's not as general appeal as some of my other fics#but I think it's mostly that it's been ages since I posted something at all#let alone something less predictable#(as Stairs and Tower Stones were posting for so long and got a very steady response)
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