#at least theres enough to eat i guess

[dreamyghostie]

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[icewindandboringhorror]

finally finished all of one character's entire quests/optional dialogue/questions/etc.... 100,000 words... .... aughhh

[todayisafridaynight]

thinking about vampiric arakawas again just so i can make a 'blood-sucking politician' joke

[orcelito]

Despite all odds, I have arrived home safely👍

Turns out that the earlier goop was the better goop. The adderall goop. The adderall has worn off now though. So I am. Very incredibly out of it.

But I am home. And I will take my quick shower. And then I will climb into bed.

I do need to eat. But... later...

[devondespresso]

GUYS I CAN STILL DO AN ASSISTED PISTOL SQUAT IM GONNA CRY I DIDN'T LOOSE IT ZGNZGNZNGZG!ZNTZBTZNG

[themainannoyance]

Telling someone you think they don't like you is just so much easier than telling them that they're just never going to like you ENOUGH

[toonfinatic]

🙄

[tskumoyuuma]

sigh.. it's always so hard deciding to go to these big get together dinners cause it's always a set course meal n they cant change the food, so it's a gamble if I (someone who doesnt eat meat) can even eat enough for it to be worth the price

[steampoweredskeleton]

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Ignore

[c0rpseattack]

houhhh.

[talkorsomething]

Too [insert adjective here] for guard ...................

Well, it's only half related.

We "hit a pothole", "had a slipup", whatever you want to call it — sunday. Aka: for the sake of my sanity we are not labeling it a relapse but good god does it feel as though I have invited the demons back in.

I know why, but I don't really know why. Because, I mean... I never have, to begin with. So: when I decided i was doing it sunday, i accepted it. "Let it happen", as someone would probably say to me. It's not...

I've been thinking about it for a while now. It's like anything - it comes and goes, a few times a year, and no matter what, I always ignore it.

Except, maybe there's something I'm not paying attention to? Or, ignoring, is the better word for it?

Of course it would be the one thing I have happening in my life.

November, I was burnt out for unrelated reasons. It was a lot to take in. That made sense. Now? ... why now?

There's not really any pressure on me. Yes, I have to do things, yes, it will be noticed if they're bad, but ...... it's not important. We don't spend time on it. I'm coming back next year, but it might be at the cost of ... all of this. I think it's progress. I haven't touched my guitar in any serious capacity in over a year. I think it's progress.

I don't take compliments well. I can't tell if that's why I don't get them, but I'm not being corrected much either. Only when I drift too far from what the work is supposed to be, only after weeks of it going, I can only assume, unnoticed. I keep getting stuck.

...push it back down.

Telling me I'm doing good isn't telling me what I know I have to be getting wrong. I could take it, at the cost of... all of this. I'm anticipating, and I know it can come. This is not where I was when I started.

It's been said, I haven't been told, that not starting it means you're more of a burden, by making the other person have to do it first. I know that. I do. And still it doesn't help. I'm not drowning. It wasn't an accident, but it wasn't planned, either. I don't know you.

I don't know you.

I'm not a good person. I'm not a nice person. Every week I tell myself this is really it, and every week I come back, and ... what? Forget I ever said anything? Forget we're not friends?

Well, we're not, huh? Nobody is, with me. What you see I swear you misunderstand. You don't ask. If you do, well, I can't answer. We're at an impasse.

It's not even my fault we didn't make it. I shouldn't feel like this over nothing. I don't do anything. You will, correctly, not let me do anything, because potential doesn't matter if you can't back it up. If you won't back it up. I let things happen to me.

I don't even feel better. And, actually, ironically, i think i know what would let me feel better. If I can't be upset with anyone else, at least I can be with myself.

... but, well, not even that. Your heart in my hands, but I mean it diegetically. And metaphorically. I hate putting myself out there, I hate having to actually perform, and yet every time, no matter what, I do it. I'm fine. I only cared at the start, and even then not very.

I don't feel anything. Not a lot, anyways. I don't let it happen. I can't. I don't know what it'll mean if I start being honest with myself.

...

I've pulled myself out of this before. A few times, now. Different circumstances, but I've done it all the same. Seasonal depression notwithstanding.

I'm only here because I did things I was scared to. And still, I'm the same. No progress made. The only way out is to do it again but I feel like I can't. I can't.

Will someone just let me say that?

Will someone just fucking help for once?

[arolesbianism]

Also in my current main oni playthrough I'm at 22 duplicants and my goal for the playthrough is to get all of them so I'm abt halfway there but god damn do I not have enough space for more of these fuckers I'm going to be able to shove some more into my two newest colonies on the two planetoids I've traveled to so far but one of them like Just got started so it's going to be a while before I'm confident in upscaling it, and the other one is mostly made up of radioactive biomes and salt water biomes with the only more livable biomes being at the very edges and the very bottom of the map, so while I do have a pretty stable base getting set up over there it's going to be pretty obnoxious getting the living space set up due to how little space I have in my current main base area and how far away the other forest biomes are from that. On the bright side I found the mysterious hermit home on the brand new planetoid so I at least don't have to worry abt him as much, although I'm gonna be real idk how I'm going to get food production up and running since there's like No dirt, and I don't rly want to have to send someone back up through the surface magma biome to pick up any dropped off supplies.

[sh0tanzz]

GUESSING RIIZE’S RISING SIGNS

a long awaited posts 😟

reminder these are based off of opinions and not fact until a general idea or answer of the birth time is known

Shotaro

Cancer/Scorpio rising - His eyes, have you seen the man’s eyes. Shotaro’s eyes have a constant look to them which I typically associate with cancer/scorpio risings. In more ancient hellenistic scripts scorpio risings were associated with beadier/intense eyes and cancers were associated with “eyes with rivers within them”. People typically associate cancer risings with round bodies and circular features which can be true but people forget that the moon waxes and wanes and becomes a crescent at some point. Plus if you look at photos of him before he joined/when he initially joined NCT he fits cancerian features more. Now him being a Scorpio rising is a hill im willing to die on because of his eyes and him having a shorter torso and longer legs and nice cheekbones which is something I typically associate with scorpio risings.

Eunseok

Capricorn/Virgo rising - Initially I always thought Eunseok was a Capricorn rising due to him fitting some of the cap rising archetype (especially since im a cap rising myself), the bone structure, him being on the thinner side, looking as though he’s constantly mewing 😭 but at the same time he doesn’t fit enough of them for cap to be the final answer, but I feel that he has to be an earth rising, so second guess would be Virgo since he doesn’t fall into the typically niche of Taurus. Virgo and Cap risings imo overlap the most. Imo the main difference is the constant youthfulness and smaller features of Virgo due to them being ruled my mercury. The neurotic trope of Virgo risings suits him. As well as his thinness could be associated with his cap moon which some traditional astrologers associate with thinness/a smaller or refined appetite.

Sungchan

Virgo/Taurus rising - Now I won’t lie for a while I was convinced Sungchan was strictly a luminary rising; so either Leo or Cancer, him being a luminary just made so much sense to me. Its’s more likely he’s a Virgo or Taurus rising, to be honest I associate Virgo rising with him because of his looks and I associate Taurus rising with his behavior and looks. Virgo sun/rising men (especially those that have a Leo placement in their chart) have a tendency to be thin and even scrawny in their younger years and then gain weight/have a larger frame once they get older yet still remain with a more delicate face or features which I associate with Sungchan and for him being a taurus rising him being a taurus rising + virgo sun and being super into self care/improvement (working out, self help books, monitoring his eating habits, being super possessive ) and him fitting taurean features like anton (wider nostrils, more solid build)

Wonbin

Aquarius rising - NOW to be very honest for a very very long time I was stuck between Wonbin being a libra rising or an Aquarius rising. I’m STILL a tiny bit convinced on him being a libra rising but that’s an argument for another day. But him being an Aquarius rising just makes more sense I mean cmon, Wonbin falls into the new age face archetype which I associate with uranus ruled people/aquarius. We also have to remember in traditional astrology Aquarius is ruled by Saturn which can explain the rigid sharpness of his jawline and the cutting details on his body especially his waistline/abs. As well as if he is an Aquarius rising that would put mercury in his 1st house which can be associated with the uniqueness to his voice as well as that habit he has where his facial expressions tend to speak his thoughts.

Seunghan

Sagittarius rising - Now Seunghan’s rising is the one im least confident in due to the fact that since theres a lack of content due to his hiatus I can’t really base it so much on behaviors outside of the few vids we have of him so I unfortunately have to go mostly on looks/features. Seunghan is a mixture of being very outgoing, curious always trying to be on the optimistic side whilst however can still be introverted and needing time to self regulate on his own. I feel like with a sag rising leading to his moon being in the first house and libra sun in the 11th house could express this best. As well as him having similar features to other idols who are most likely sag risings so for example Sunghoon of Enhypen and Gunwook from Zb1 (darker hair, thick/larger brows, defined larger jaw, square distance of the eyes, thick lips)

Sohee

Gemini Rising - GEMINI GEMINI GEMINI ! The briize fandom can agree that Sohee has relatively a babyface/youthful appearance, falls into the gamine archetype, and has features that leads to him being able to fit very changeable or MUTABLE (👁👁) looks I should say, that combined with him having a relatively smaller frame makes me think he’s simply a gemini. During their showcase performances Sohee typically gets styled in the more experimental looks and is very changeable and can swap between a natural boy next door (love 119/gag/memories era) look to something a bit more offhand (impossible/talk saxy)

Anton

Taurus rising - I’m convinced this man had almost all astrology blogs fooled into thinking he was a PISCES RISING, I thought that for sooo long until I realized it’s not that he’s a pisces rising it’s that he’s most likely a 12th house sun/stellium which can mimic piscean traits since it’s a pisces ruled house. I’ve mentioned on a post before that Anton’s aries traits are way more lowkey and covert and he fits his taurus venus traits more (his relationship with food, him having a liking to skincare, dressing with quality and comfort, constantly having large luggage/ a big bag due to a NEED to have his possessions with him) meaning he most likely has his Venus in the first house. Plus he fits more Taurean features, a bigger nose with more flared nostrils, a more solid body with a wider frame, plump lips and a more cheruby but mature vibe.

[angelcakegirl]

ʚ dynamite ! ɞ

re4r!albert wesker x fem!reader

wc; 2k

cw; smut (mdni!!), oral (f receiving), ooc wesker... obviously, age gap (20s 40s), he finishes untouched(cz i push that agenda!!!), him n reader are kinda sassy hehe

note; ofc i had to give him the song from my bio since he's literally my husband :333 (ps i may or may not have pushed my issues onto reader and claimed it as hers or vented like mid fic) also i got to lazy to reread to lmk if theres any major mistakes HAHHH anyways enjoy

never in a million years did the albert wesker imagine himself with such a energetic and youthful girl.

old man can't even remember where he met you, but he sure as hell remember's exactly how he felt when he did. it felt so disgusting to even think about it! he's a man of power and ambition, future ruler of his new race. any and all free time of his should be spent in preparation of his grand schemes, not dilly-dallying with a 20-something year old.

still, you were persistent. clung to him, like a leech. not just that yet you managed to cling to his heart too, constantly pulling on the strings which made it. those heart strings he failed to hide away from you.

and now, because of that persistent clinging, you get to fully leech off him! eating away at his free time, his wallet, and his dignity. worst of all, he found himself loving it. how disgusting!

so he accepted it. he accepted how gross all the love in his heart felt. well, yes, he loves world domination much more but... there was some room in there for you in there. he didn't have all the time in the world to put towards you but he was sure it was still enough for you. anything he did was enough anyways, so you didn't care!

as he was sat in the office of your home, just doing more scheming– the usual, you snuck in and decided to sit up on his desk. letting your legs kick and swing beneath you. he always valued his relationship with you. you liked how you were his only person, and liked how you were almost always patient. almost.

today was kind of shitty. work was tiring, and your friends have been kind of off lately. really off. you'd love to wait for albert to just be done. done and ready to give you all his attention! so you could yap your head off about it all night long. even if he might regret wasting his time like this later, at least it was for you.

"albert, guess what." you cautiously started up, ready to just complain to him now! even if he wouldn't listen. "what?" his voice was always so monotonous, and husky, and deep, and dreamy!!... way too many ands.

you groaned to yourself, taking your manicured hands and running them over your face. "that girl again! i literally got no clue what i've done to her–" and he immediately cut you off with a glance above the frames falling down his nose. doing that sexy move he does where he pushes them up with his middle and ring finger, before looking back down at his work. "i'm busy, darling." his tone was always calm and patient with you. he had no reason to be condescending with you. "we'll talk about it later."

you were quick to give a bit of a dramatic sigh, rolling your eyes and grumbling, "you're always busy." you tilted your head towards the window in his office. which he always kept black out curtains over, at all times. which, quite frankly, you found stupid. did his shades not make the room dark enough already?? "just do this later. i need you now!" you side eyed him. just to get a peak to see if he was even looking at you– and of course he wasn't.

clearly entranced in his work, you whined once again. "albert!" this time, getting his attention with a click of his tongue. he wheeled his stupid office chair towards you on the desk, sitting between your legs. "fucking finally." you mumbled under your breath, sprinkling your words with a pinch of salt.

still, he wasn't upset with this. he knew you were just in a mood from whatever happened during your day. so he'd hear you out, at least for a bit. "seven minutes, then i'm back to finishing this up."

a long sigh left your lips, your silent way of saying where do i even begin? he leaned in closer, placing his hands warmly on either side of your thighs. giving the flesh a small squeeze, indicating all his attention was on you. though, it was obvious enough by how his eyes stared right at you above the frames. those stupid things always slid down his nose.

"i'm so tired of her bullshit." you had officially begun your rant, while albert calmly nodded and hummed along to whatever you said. taking in all that you said. "i literally been there for this girl at her lowest, and she can't even bother to give me a hello when i fucking walk past her? not just her, but the group too!" you sighed tiredly. "maybe i should just stop being so nice to all these people. since they don't ever bother asking me if i'm okay."

well, you practically just did albert's job right there. coming to a conclusion for you. suddenly, he gave a low, sarcastic chuckle. "why surround yourself with useless people?" and you couldn't help but scoff. "...because i actually want friends?" "friends are stupid." of course he was indifferent.

"but fine then. keep suffering." he offered with a small shrug. albert always was the type to need every little issue fixed, asap. and he tried to push this agenda onto you. well, fuck that! sure, your social life is crumbling– but what's living without a few issues? maybe some of us actually like a little depression here and there? thanks.

"al, i don't need your help. i just need you to listen." you scowled at him as his eyes travelled down your figure sitting on his desk. he was slow to respond this time, his voice gruff. "i'm listening."

of course, you immediately started up your yap again. complaining about your shitty friends, shitty family, shitty life. till you were cut off mid sentence, voice immediately vanishing from the room. the feeling of albert's cold hands travelling up from the plush of your thighs to pushing up the old t-shirt of his you adorned. just so he'd get a view of your panties beneath the fabric. so what if you liked to dress like a bum around the house? at least they were pink, favourite colour!

"did i say stop talking?" his voice pierced through your thoughts. man, that sexy deep voice you could listen to for hours. he glanced back up at you, still silent. "i'm listening." he encouraged you again.

you really couldn't help but gulp, before finding your train of thought again. "well, yeah. i'm just so tired of them. all they do is walk over me and–" eyes going wide from the sight of him spreading your thighs to accommodate for his head. beginning to kiss up your thighs. "albert?" your voice squeaked. "gee, i'm listening, baby."

doesn't look that way. asshole.

you let out a shaky sigh as you recollected all your thoughts. "um, yeah, well– i guess i'll just accept i'm losing my friends." your voice noticeably a lot less confident, and a lot less angry sounding before. maybe albert's odd ways of taking away your stress genuinely worked? "but i- i don't know anymore, i guess that's what i think."

"wanna know what i think?" he asked through open mouthed kisses on your inner thigh, only travelling higher and higher. you hummed for him to go on, "i think you don't need them." he stated his opinion as he finally lifted his head from your thighs, but only to hook his fingers into the band of your panties. "may i?" you were quick– maybe too quick, to nod yes. lifting your hips as he slid the garment down your thighs.

he lowly chuckled, seeing that cute wet patch within the middle. painted there just for him.

he was quick to tuck them into his pocket, for his own more selfish use later, before latching his lips back onto your inner thighs in wet kisses. still giving you his opinion on the whole situation. "you never needed them." his small sentences broken up by his love for just... kissing you. "you have me."

you gave a small grin at his silly words, hands behind you on the desk to hold yourself up right. "you're my boyfriend. i still want friends." he gave you his final piece of advice, the last thing you'll get from him before he'll turn your brain into mush. "make new ones." yeah... hyped that one up a little too much. what made up for it was the kiss he pressed to the peak of your clit, causing you to practically jump in excitement.

before deciding to fully go in for the kill, he looked up at you with a small smirk. this was probably your favourite part. "do me the honours?" and you immediately began to giggle, knowing the routine all too well. you carefully removed his glasses, leaving a kiss on the bridge of his nose as you folded and tucked them away, off to the side they went.

he pressed more soft kisses to your clit, even kitty licking at it a few times, just to tease you a bit. making you wait with anticipation. finally, he latched his lips around the little bud, beginning to suck in a way which caused your back to arch, hips only pushing further out towards his mouth. hands went flying straight for his gelled back hair, immediately ruining the exquisiteness of it all. not like he cared right now anyways. his beautiful girl, writhing all from the works of his tongue was enough alone to make him not care anymore. what a simp.

the cute moans and whines made it all worth it though. you took grip of his hair, bringing your hips up more towards his face, practically trying to fuck yourself on his mouth. he was quick to forcibly hold your hips down, breaking away to humorously mumbled a small, "relax, i'm not going anywhere." though his voice lacked the energy like always.

his tongue moved down, beginning to messily thrust at your opening while the tip of his nose continued to rub at your puffy clit. he was quite literally making out with your second lips now.

his name was all that was on your mind, and on your tongue. just all of it for him! little whines and moans, babbles on how good he was. he loved it. stroked his ego. definitely more than it needed to be– cause his ego was pretty fuckin' big already.

"shit– albert!" your main phrase at this point being. "close. fuck– i'm close." and your warning awoken literal demons in him.

he quickly moved his lips back up to your clit, followed by the lewd wet noise of him doing so. noises becoming even louder when he brought one of his big hands holding your thighs apart down, taking two fingers to invade you suddenly. feeling your tight walls clamp all around him as he curled them up to stimulate that spongey spot inside you, while simultaneously sucking on your clit. a man who did it all, nice!

as you started to cry out for him, this only encouraged the sick man to quicken his pace. working to push you to your finish, straight off the 40ft cliff which was your edge.

when you broke through, vocalizing your dramatic finish all too well. "haah– fuck! cumming, albert–!" a random string of curses and babbles for him left your mouth, all sounds he knew all too well. he begun to groan lowly against you the second your release hit his face, dripping down his chin. his growls only further vibrating your now sensitive bud. only causing the finish to grow stronger.

once your relief washed over you and albert pulled away, you slumped back against the wall the wall. expecting your usual kiss from him, then his assistance to help clean you up as he mumbled sweet words to you. he got up, and– what the fuck?

face beat red, hand over his covered crotch as he booked it and ran to the bathroom. but once you spotted a wet patch staining the old man's pants you immediately began to giggle to yourself.

hah, so much for this interaction only lasting seven minutes.

[generational-atrophy]

Nice blog! You wouldn't mind if I took a little chomp out of it yeah? :D

Mmmmm can I request France,Germany,England, Prussia and Russia with an s/o who really likes there accent and voice. S/o would listen to them talk all day just to hear there voice/accent? There just mesmerized by it.

Much appreciated partner and have a great day🙏🙏‼️‼️🔥🔥⁉️⁉️🪑🪑🪑🪑

(France, Germany, England, Prussia & Russia x Reader) S/O that loves their accent!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N have fun eating my blog but beware. Theres poison sometimes :)

Trigger Warning: None, just fluff!

Oh, you do not need to tell him that. He knows. And he adores how obsessed you are with just his voice. Don’t worry, he won’t tease you too bad

But expect to be woken up a couple of times by him reading you love poems in French. Actually, he’s doing that all the time. Anytime that he can speak to you in French, he’s doing it.

“My beautiful language for a beautiful person, no?”

It’s also pretty obvious that he exaggerates his accent for you. Sure, he’s been speaking English for centuries, but you’d never guess that from how he talks to you. It’s a little childish, but he just can’t get enough of your face whenever he says anything even remotely romantic in that silky voice of his.

Whenever he catches you staring, he can’t do anything but grin, promising himself that he’ll spoil you sometime soon for being so cute.

Ludwig has never really liked his own voice that much, so at least someone does for him. He always complains it’s too harsh and too loud. And years of people judging him for his accent didn’t help that…

But he trusts you completely. If you say you want to hear him, he’ll talk as much as you want. But since you’re not giving him a prompt, you’re hearing about 1870s train logistics. He doesn’t make the rules.

He would try to be all affectionate and sweet like you want him to… but that is really not his forte. He tries! But you’ll just both end up blushing and stuttering and getting nothing done then. If it’s just his handsome accent you want though, you’re all good. He can make a manual on building an IKEA chair sound hot.

He’d rather hear YOU ramble than do so himself. Even if he does love how adorable you are when you’re so infatuated with him.

No surprise there. You’re not the first partner of his to love his voice, and you won’t be the last. Luckily that means he’s got a whole lot of experience, so he knows exactly what to say to melt your heart.

“Come on, Darling, don’t look at me like that.  Why don’t we get out of here, just me and you? How about that, Love?”

He’s not much for rambling, much less talking about himself, but he can absolutely fulfil your need for his voice elsewhere. A lot of your nights spent together will be him reading some ancient novel to you, his voice soothing as ever, until you inevitably fall asleep cuddled up next to him.

He must admit, he loves having that power over you. Being able to make you fall in love with him using nothing but his words? You’re just so cute, he can’t resist flustering you on purpose.

Well, of course you do! He’s spent centuries making sure he sounds hot as hell! But… you’re being serious right? You aren’t annoyed by how high-pitched he can get? Ok, thank god.

He is so excited once you tell him that. It’s hard to stop himself from immediately teasing you about it. After all, there isn’t a single sight that’s cuter to him than your pretty face all lost in love for him.

If you’re ever feeling down, he tries to distract you by simply telling you a long, overly complicated story from his past. Which, with those purple eyes fixed on you and a goofy smile plastered across his face, all the while his voice drips with accent, it’s hard to not get distracted.

He loves talking about himself anyway. It’s a good thing you like hearing him. Most people don’t. But that’s just what makes you two meant to be <3

Oh, you like his voice? He’s confused. You’re being serious? … why?

The poor guy is really insecure about his voice. He worries his accent is too strong, too ugly, and his voice is way too high-pitched. It seems like no one likes when he talks… they say he’s rude and weird. So… your adoration for him and how he speaks is a real shock.

Whenever you ask him to talk more, he gets all embarrassed and doesn’t know what to say! Especially if you compliment his accent, then he just freezes up and dismisses you. Anywhere you are, he’ll start talking all quietly and cover his face with his hands. But you can still see him blushing underneath them…

But once he’s used to it, he loves just narrating the things he’s doing. Sometimes you’ll wake up and come downstairs to see him coming up with some silly song about the breakfast he’s cooking you. Learning that you like hearing him has definitely made him include stuff like that in his daily routine. 

Plus, now when he wants a reaction out of you… he’ll lean into it. Rolling his r’s dramatically, whispering to you in Russian… when he wants to be, he’s quite a tease.

[evelili]

As an immigrant child, your new fic had resonated with me. It made me tear up eating dinner with my family.

When Saffron said, “This selfish desperation to know that I haven’t lost my connection to my home." It instantly took me back to being constantly teased by my friends for not being 'in tuned' with my culture like how they were, or how I desperately tried speaking in my native tongue with my parents, despite having a very clear american accent and them constantly assuring me that speaking in english is fine. My grandmother had passed earlier this year, she was the grandparent that I knew the least. I started asking about her from her sisters as my mother isn't in the state to answer anything, I've tried so hard to pick up the pieces of what her sisters have told me to construct an image of her personality. She used to constantly ask me to call her so when I read about Saffron talking about how video calls have were never the same and never enough, it hit me like a load of bricks.

Your fanfiction is so tremendously beautiful in describing the feelings I have felt all my life. How I know that where I am right now isnt home, but my actual home has been so unfamiliar after my grandmothers passing. I have constantly felt like I have disappointed her, so when Sunset confessed to the same thing, I couldn't hold my emotions in anymore. The ending with Saffron talking about how she would be waiting for Sunset to come home if she was her mother made hope that was true with me and my grandmother, if I were to ever reunite with her again when I pass away myself.

Thank you so much for writing this story. It was the most comfortable yet intense stories I have ever had the blessing to read. I am sorry for rambling and I hope this entire message makes some sort of sense? I hope whatever you're dealing with gets solved to the way you have hoped it would.

You have also made me see dal in a new light, it was never a food that I used to like, but I am willing to give it another shot lol

i looked at this ask earlier and had to take some time to process how to respond to this. i think tho i still dont really know how to, so i hope thats ok!

first of all, thank you so much for being comfortable enough to tell me ur story. it really means a lot that you would open up to me, a stranger, and the fact that you did so bc something i made had an impact on u quite actually moved me to tears. im a bit of a soggy mess rn lol. thank you again, truly.

second, i want to express my empathy for you and your situation with your grandmother. my grandad passed away before i could graduate, and it was during the height of lockdowns, so i hadnt seen him in a while. i didnt go to visit him in the hospital, so theres always this feeling of "what if i had called more? what if i had tried harder to visit? what if i spent more time with him?" that doesnt really go away. and, as a kid of 2 immigrant families, i can also really empathize with feeling a disconnect from your culture--when ur not surrounded by ur parents culture but u also visibly dont look like ur "from" the one u were raised in, it can feel really alienating, even though you havent done anything except just. exist in this sort of inbetween?

all of this i guess is to say that, i put a lot of my own experiences into this fic. and it's almost relieving in a way to know that u saw what i put there, and that this experience is something that other people have felt as well. thank you so very much again for reading ;v;