#because im physically incapable of concentrating

[sophiethewitch1]

has anyone thought about the 141 as the horsemen of the apocalypse or are my horny thoughts so incredibly niche i must suffer them on my own

[rin-and-jade]

Heres a reminder for you that being dissociated isn't limited to the common misconception where you are frozen in place, incapable of doing anything or even thinking, or experiencing a significant time gap,, those things. (This is a very important post, read till bottom so im happy!)

And while its hard to spot the milder signs when you're dissociating, don't worry i got you covered by bringing awareness, im showing what those signs could look like:

Dazing/blanking out several times

Hands looking weird (depersonalization)

Surroundings also looking weird (derealization)

Feeling detached emotionally, physically, or both

Light-headedness

Less reactive in responding

Forget things more often

Unable to focus or keep concentration straight

And many more..!

When you have multiple of those signs at once, then chances are you are dissociating (extra note that it can also co-occur with derealization/depersonalization). While it can be caused by various factors, i would like to add that it may or may not get worse as time passes and no one wants that thing to snowball until it got too bad (remember, preventing now is better than dealing later) so having a few tips would help:

Grounding (sensory): listening to music, feeling different textures, paying attention to things in your surroundings, trying different fragrant or scents, have some snacks to occupy your senses

Grounding (physically): feel your chest as you breathe, get your body moving to redirect focus, splash some cold water, hold something you can squeeze (such as a stress ball)

Practice being mindful. As it can help you re-anchor back to reality faster, regulate better, building more resilience, increasing awareness of oneself's state

Sometimes we go do our day without giving a thought that were detached from reality, usually by going autopilot and scrolling through social medias without being aware (well, atleast for me) and forget lots of things while being dysregulated at the end. So by being aware of the mild signs and incorporating grounding skills im sure memory gaps and those funny aftermath stuffs won't be a problem anymore, have a good day peeps.

EDIT: I forgot to mention that another sign is your hearing feels muffled, that you can hear sounds feel more distant despite close, i thought it could be grouped with the “less reactive” before.

EDIT 2: It is true that sometimes these techniques will not work,, so it's recommended to create a peaceful environment in hopes of going away sooner when waiting it out. grab some videos to watch, put some of your favorite musics or cuddle your soft pillows (if any, pets) and stay comfy! Do not stress about it because it'll be counterproductive. Full explanation at here.

- j

[violetnotez]

HC: BNHA Boys x Reader who is Going Through a Break Up

@Dekulover555: Hey can I get a request so my boyfriend has just broken up with me randomly could you do head cons or a story of the bhna boys as the best freind who was there when he broke up with her and the best freind ends up kissing them and the boys have had a crush on this girl for a long time?

Omg babes Im sorry you had to deal with that, that just sucks I’m so so sorry! I hope these make you feel better in some way- I wrote these as HC and 4 of the BNHA boys for ya! And um kinda forgot to put the kissing part in- but i hope you like these regardless!

 Also- that is literally such a crappy thing to do… me and Bakugo gonna beat him up for ya dont you worry! >:(

(RULES | MASTERLIST| REQUESTS OPEN!!! :))

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IZUKU

You and Deku were having a quick study session in his room, him quizzing you on hero terms as you racked your brain to remember the definitions

Your phone suddenly buzzed- making him jump: he was so focused on just you, and how adorable you looked when you were concentrating hard, and the fact he had a girl in his room-kinda startled him out of his over reactive thoughts

You gave him a swift sorry, laughing softly because it was literally written on his face that he was freaked out by the sound, making him blush- he loved your laugh so much

The instant you read the message on your phone, your face just dropped in horror

“Hey I know this is a shitty thing to do but I think we need to break up”

You kept staring at the screen, feeling the world around you crumple- what did you even do? Why was he breaking up with you so suddenly?

Your hand was covered around your mouth, trying to choke back the tears

“Y/n…..y/n!” Izuku asked in a panic, freaking out inside- what happened to you to change your demeanor that fast

 “Are you okay? What’s wrong? Please talk to me!”

“He...he...he broke up with me, Izuku,” you sniffled, the tears flowing down your cheeks 

Izuku stared at you, completely stunned and full of anger. He was just disgusted he wouldn’t even give you the decency to do it in person, let alone just leave you confused on why.

 how could your boyfriend do that to you! You were so kind, and sweet, and so lovable....in his eyes, you were the most perfectly imperfect person and he had fallen for you hard.

 “I dont even know what I did-” you cried in confusion, “Did I do something wrong? I-”

He immediately wrapped you in a hug, his warm embrace making you feel more vulnerable (which is good- feelings are valid and Broccoli Boi will take care of u!)

“This isn’t your fault y/n-none of this is. You’re amazing just as you are-he just cant seem to see that.”

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BAKUGO

OH HELL NO BAKUGO GONNA KILL SOMEONE

You and Bakugo were having a sparring session when your phone went off

“You cant turn that damn thing off?” Bakugo grunted out, hating that your attention was being taken away from him

“Sorry Katsu, gotta answer- its my boyfriend,” you smiled, downing a gulpful of water before your answered the phone

All Bakugo did was grunt in distaste- he hated your boyfriend! He found him so annoying

all he ever did was take up his time with you-it seemed like whenever Bakugo wanted to hang out, he was there, ruining the moment

or even worse- you would go out and hang out with your dumb boyfriend instead of him

He always denied having any feelings for you, but he noticed now he couldnt seem to help it- he found you attractive, physically and personalty wise, but also- you dealt with his crap. He knew he was a hand full, but you still kept him in check and were even brave enough to mess around with him, even if he did yell at you.

 He just didnt like how much control you had over him, making him flustered and blushing like a damn school girl- and the fact that you didnt even know you had this secret power drove him crazy

“Wait-youre breaking up with me?” you asked in disbelief, your eyes prickling with tears

Did he just hear what he thought he heard? Bakugo picked up his head so quick hearing your voice break, as if your whole body was just crumpling. He had to admit, he was kinda happy to hear it- now he’d finally have his chance to ask you out! But hearing you sound so defeated made his heart race faster and the anger erupt in his chest. How dare he make you feel that way!

Bakugo stomped towards you, snatching your phone out of your hands

“I dont know what your deal is, you asshole, but y/n is one of the most amazing people I know, so dont you ever call her number again unless you want your ass blown out of the damn country!”

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TODOROKI

Todoroki was sitting on the couch,drinking tea and reading a book

He had found one of your notebooks left on the floor, and he of course, instantly wanted to give it back to you

Unknowing to him, you were currently up in your room, Facetiming your boyfriend

Shouto didnt really care for your boyfriend- and for the longest time he couldnt understand why he didnt like him

but then he realized some things- whenever he was around you, he would get blushy and extremely quiet and just seemed incapable of acting normal. He found you attractive and exceptionally kind, catching himself staring at you whenever he could and feeling strange about it, causing a soft blush to form on his pale skin

 Thats when he realized he didnt like your boyfriend because he liked you, and he despised the fact that someone had already taken your heart

He knocked on your door, hearing the voices on the other side get more and more frustrated

He heard a slight sob come out of your mouth, and he instantly got panicked

What was wrong?

He knocked on the door again, unsure of what to do- does he barge in there? Does he leave you alone? Does he wait?

In mid knock, you opened the door, your eyes puffy and red

“Y/n-are you alright?” he asked, his face in complete shock and confusion

You shook your head, unable to talk due to the heavy sometimes growing inside you

“Its okay, Shouto,” you practically whispered, “just this isnt the best time-”

He placed a hand on your shoulder, looking at you with those deep, mismatched eyes that made you shiver- they were so easy to get lost in

“Please, y/n, tell me whats wrong.”

He hated seeing you upset- it made him upset, and he wanted to know who did this to you. He wasn't one to act out irrationally, but when it came to you, he would do anything to protect you.

“Its- its my boyfriend. He’s breaking up with me-”

“Hey y/n, where you at?” he heard from the phone, registering the voice as your boyfriend. Immediately, fury formed in his stomach-if he could see him right now- he would have to do everything in his power to hold his powers back from obliterating your boyfriend-

 he strided over, picking up the phone, meeting the shocked eyes of your boyfriend, expecting you to come on the screen

“Please refrain from ever calling y/n again- you make her upset and you clearly cannot understand how much of a wonderful person she truly is. If you ever come to try and hurt her again, I wont hesitate to make sure you dont ever do this to her again.”

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KIRISHIMA

Kirishima was walking out of his room, the rest of the class outside as he was the last one to change out of his PE uniform and into his lounge clothes

“Kirishima!”

He turned around, hearing your cry

Confusion was written on his face- you were running up to him, desperate to reach him

Your face was strewn with tears, sobs crying out of your mouth as you called out his name again

“Kirishima!”

Those sobs were destroying him- what was wrong? Who hurt you? Why were you so upset- he had never seen you like this! 

He had had the biggest crush on you for the longest time, and seeing you sad made him just wanted to fix everything and make you feel better, because when you were upset, he couldnt help but feel upset too!

You wrapped your arms around him, your chest colliding with his as you sobbed onto your best friend

He instantly shielded you in a warm hug, combing your hair with his palm, letting you get all your emotions out

“Hey-” he asked softly, gently raising you chin with the tips of your fingers, “what’s the matter?”

You sniffled, your face splotchy and pink, “My boyfriend-he-he-broke up with me.”

Kirishima clenched his jaw, feeling anger bubble in his stomach. So that’s the reason your so heartbroken, over that idiot? He was completely dumbfounded on why he would ever break up with you- how could someone ever just reject his amazing y/n?

He wrapped you in a hug again, placing a firm kiss on top your head

“Your okay y/n, dont worry about him. Your an amazing person and he just cant seem to see that. I got you, I promise.”

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Requests open!

[stellarune]

ok so i dont want to post anything to ao3 before im entirely done, but heres the beginning of my superhero au

tw : abuse (physical & psychological)

Tam was finally starting to relax and was getting ready to sleep when his phone vibrated on his bedside table. The lit up screen of his phone, diffusing a red light in the dark room, indicated a supervillain attack in town. Since he was a superhero, he couldn't exactly ignore it, so he got up with a grunt and checked what it was about. Apparently, the alert came from the automatic alarm of one of the biggest jewelries in town. Robbery. Pretty common. He should be back home in less than an hour if the guys were the usual type.

The real question was why he received the alert since it was supposed to be his day off. The answer was evident when he looked outside of his window to see multiple trails of smoke in two different areas of the city. Perks of living on the 46th floor of a skyscraper he supposed. He was able every Major Threat around, unless it was a mind control thing.

 Since the other heroes were apparently busy and he hadn't been pegged to party, he put his costume on and got ready for the fight.

Ondine wasn't exactly well known in the hero world and to be honest, he wasn't well-liked by those who knew about him either. Something about being new and having typic supervillain-like powers Sophie had told him. She had also told him that the people's opinion would change with time, but two years later that still remained to be seen. He still hurried to the scene, wanting to know exactly who was the jerk who stopped him from finally falling asleep.

Turns out the jerk in question was also a clown. Seriously, who went to rob a jewelry store in a neon, color clashing, eye straining costume and expected to be taken seriously ? maybe he didn't and was just there for shits and giggles. If he hadn't been a hero and was therefore supposed to be a model, Ondine would have killed him for stealing his day. This buffoon didn't even look like he was wearing a real mask. He could honestly swear he had seen the same exact one at Walmart the day before. At least taking him out would be easy. Maybe he wouldn't even need his powers.

He pulled out his rapier and prepared to strike. It was a simple move, supposed to knock out, not kill. It was a move that had worked each and every time he had tried it on low grade villains like this guy. So you could say Ondine was surprised when it was immediately blocked by this guy -- Hazart, they had called him. He didn't know if the misspell was supposed to mean something or if this guy was just that bad, but at least he could use a sword.

Ondine, who was used to defeating most of his opponents with his rapier instead of his powers was incapable of getting one solid blow in. Hazart was really good, at least his equal, if not better with his weird, glowy, appeared out of nowhere longsword. Which meant Ondine was going to have to bring out the big guns as soon as there was an opportunity to do so. 

The opportunity in question took shape in a particularly violent strike which left them both on the floor a few feet from each other. Ondine immediately started taking possession of the shadows lurking in the corners of the shop. This guy might have been good, but Ondine was nearly unbeatable in the night. Unfortunately for him Hazart seemed to see the opportunity as well. Maybe. Honestly he had no idea why this guy had started gesticulating in the air at nothing. He had no no idea why he was signing perfectly good ASL with a hand -- about how hot he thought Ondine was apparently-- and making weird gestures with the other. He decided to ask him.

“What the fuck are you doing with your hands ?” he signed back. Hazart froze for a moment before replying. Probably wasn't expecting an answer. He smirked.

“Wouldn't you like to know.” And before Ondine could react, a gun appeared out of thin air. A 8 feet long, glowy, kind of transparent gun. For a moment, he still didn’t understand what was happening. Then he saw Hazart taunting him with his right hand and still gesticulating with the other. “I’m drawing,” he signed, a wide grin on his face.

Then ondine has the gun pointed on him and has to get over the shock to summon his shadows next to him. Hazart might have been good, better than most of the people he had fought, but he was still no match for him in the night, and all the dark it offered. Shadows surrounded Hazart immediately, blinding him.

Ondine had thought that not being able to see would stop Hazart from “drawing”-- as he called it-- but it didn't. 

He just kept drawing like he had when he could see, and soon he had conjured a bunch of shurikens he started throwing at him. Dammit, he was making it hard to concentrate. And he needed to, because even though Ondine was in great control of his powers, there was always a risk of striking too hard if he didn't pay attention. Shadows were dangerous. 

Eventually though, he found an opportunity and immobilized Hazart. He put a sharp shadow under his shin, the blindfold back on, hoping it would at least slow him down a bit if he managed to escape and waited.

He could have tied Hazart’s hands behind his back right then, but he wanted to see Hazarts reaction first. So he stayed where he was, immobilizing the guy’s legs and head, but letting his arms free. after all, he could just knock him out if he tried anything. So he waited. Waited for the “freak”, or “why don't you want to join my villain group” he always got once people discovered that he wasn't in fact a hydrokinetic like his name and costume suggested. It never came.  

“Dude, these powers are so cool !” Hazart said from under the shadow blindfold that was covering pretty much his entire face now. Ondine was taken aback for a bit, not expecting the comment nor the voice. “What the fuck are the water name and costume for ?” 

Nope. This guy was shutting up right this minute. He scoffed and put a shadow over Hazart’s mouth and tied his hands behind his back. Only then did he remove the blindfold. He probably shouldn't have done that if he hadn't wanted Hazart to escape. His bad. He turned his back on him for a second to clean the place up a bit, but when he turned back, Hazart was standing on the other side of the window, ready to bolt.

“I'll see you around, Blue Tokoyami.” He made finger guns to ondine and ran.

Now Tam could understand why he had chosen Hazart for his name. This guy was a complete idiot. 

He was pretty sure he could have caught him pretty easily, but honestly he was kinda too lazy to do so. And he had gotten the diamonds back so everything was right in his book. He 

sighed and left the scene.

He hoped he would be able to finally get a little sleep once he returned to his apartment.

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Keefe was already hurting everywhere from the fight he had had with Ondine. “It will be easy, even you will be able to do it”, they’d said. “No one will be there, they will all be busy with us,” they’d said. Well they had been wrong. It hadn't been easy, he had not succeeded and he hadn't been alone.

He sighed and entered the hallway. With a bit of luck he wouldn't run into any--

“My my, what do we have here.” Keefe turned and looked at Gethen, getting ready for what was likely to come. “I heard you couldn't even defeat a single hero ?” He tutted, getting closer and grabbing Keefe’s chin in his hand. “Boy, you need to toughen the fuck up.” Then his knee was in Keefe’s stomach and he saw butterflies.

He didn't really fight back, he never did, just letting the storm pass. There was no point anyway. He knew Gethen was better at close combat, and the protections in the Manor stopped him from using his powers.

So he laid on  the ground, making himself into a tight ball and took it. He had to anyway. Gethen was right, he should have been able to beat that hero with no problem. He had been training for it his entire life, yet he had been beaten. So he waited for it to end. And once Gethen was done, he simply walked to his room and slept. The kicks and punches would bruise, but at least he was pretty sure he had managed to protect his face.

He was definitely hurting in the morning. He took a shower and cleaned his cuts before preparing for another day.

[psycho-dances]

Experimentation (black-markets-of dance) psychic-processes  ‘it’s easier to kill the living then the un-dead’ Mark Fisher // Hauntological Dance

09/02/2020

Why touch experimentation? or even try to enter into understanding what it is. and why now? So much of my thinking at the moment has been trying to consider how we relate to phenomenological experiences, or just the things that happen to us. is it the same old story of trying to think the past present and future of any given moment, that making sense of whats in front of us is becoming evermore so detrimentally important, however, I feel like Im in an elongated paranoid-schizoid position. 

 But somehow making-sense is so nonsensical and it’s probably the un-making (to eventual remaking) of sense that attracts me to the experimental. btw, ‘The experimental’ >> emphasis on THE >> sounds much nicer than experimentation, as the latter already denotes a kind of process of experimentation, where as ‘the experimental’ objectifies it a bit more as a topic apart from aestheticism or style. In this technological formation of cyber-space-time, a kind of communicative capitalism has highjacked us and created weird pathologies, compulsive needs of checking whether we are still entrepreneurs or not, we are surviving through competition and simultaneously being helpful toward each other. Mark Fisher calls this a kind of dyslexia, which is perhaps not so kind to those who suffer from dyslexia. I am incapable of concentrating on one thing, maybe it could be called a hyper-textual attention, deformed mental processing. Cafes, libraries, airports ect. have become vessels for wandering ghosts (myself included), where connecting is not about distance but rather technological-distance-(time). Fisher would call this ‘an end of the communal space, with an emergence of social collections’. we do not speak to know one another and we are not friends, but I (we) weirdly miss each others presence. we are all kind of present yet absent. 

  The sciences have long used experimenting in the light of hypothesis, predicting an outcome of an experiment in which two things are mixed, burnt, evaporated or blown to pieces, thus experimentations relation to the unknown or critical outcome is somewhat crucial. Experimenting for science means clear or unclear outcomes which can inform the next experiment, until experiments are not longer needed, like sifting out really lumpy things until the sieve is no longer needed. Experiments can allow for a new something to occur from an already known epistemological collection of objects things or materials, does ‘the experimental’ form new epistemologies?

This whole feeling or interest in ‘the experimental’ came from an experience of spectatorship whilst in Vienna during impulse-tanz (2019). I was watching a show by DD dorvillier called NO CHANGE, OR “FREEDOM IS A PSYCHO-KINETIC SKILL” (2005). First of all, things on stage were happening, a very flattened approach of attention between objects, bodies and sound. There was much more emphasis on what effect was being produced than the actions themselves, which placed everything slightly out-of-joint. It was the relation DD took, oscillating between some form of a psychic-telekinesis state and the moving of objects and dance. It felt experimental with out being unknown or improvisational or a trial ready for a visual failure. I did not feel as if anything happened out of randomness or intuition. It felt experimental because it was made in 2005 and we as audience were watching it now (then), there is a relevance here in watching what was, now (then). It reminds me of revivalism, however this was not appropriation, it was those who were, but now (then). it was a piece that was, but now (then). 

Its hard to speak about dance’s relationship to experimentation with out being thrown into the dominant single most life-threatening disease to dance, that being improvisation. This short essay is becoming more colloquial, which is not a bad thing, but I may stray into extreme stereotypes and expose myself as being ill-researched on the topic. Nevertheless, when dance artists consider experimenting with a material, an idea, another body, an object ect. They are bound with in the trap of improvisation. It could be described as a temporal experience in which one allows oneself ‘free of rules’ to engage with an ‘other’ in what-ever way intuition takes form. Experimentation becomes creative, which I would suggest should be re-thought. Of course improvisational practices are not so intuitionally based anymore, artists such as Salva Sanchis with the development of ‘perfect movement’ would be an example of improvisation taken into the realm of choreography. It works through the imaginary, one imagines what movement come next, but through a very precise lens. How the weight shifts, what foot comes first, where do the arms go next, and most importantly where does one finish. The (series of) movement(s) is (are) quite literally traced or pre-recorded in the mind. The final stage is to attempt to perform the action and begin training the mind to become faster and more astute in deciding where, when and how to dance. it is in many ways a training that looks into the boundary between psychic (improvised) dancing and physical (improvised) dancing. If this means that we are to become better improvisers then where has the attention gone into what we are producing. Is perfect movement not a perfectly depressive state where bodies attempt to gain total (anal) control.. is it not sincerely narcissistic? 

Improvisation is one way of dealing with experimentation for dance. However with the emergence of youtube and imagery as sources for appropriation, dancers and choreographers are never truly alone with dance. So the experimentation is taken out of improvisation and placed into the realm of mimesis. Learning through video has become a trend so as to queer improvisation or remove the dread of having the body produce material. If we are to speak for dance and dance only, what are other ways to work with the experimental, the body and movement? bypassing improvisation. or if improvisation were to never exist what would dance look like now?

The next part of this essay will try and delve into this a bit more clearly and less tiredly. If we connect movements of movement with time and the social, that being >> if improvisation was born in the 60′s / earlier / as a means to deal with the revolution of sexual freedom which was predominantly white  // why is 21st century dance still using improvisation as a tool for experimenting. What are the futures experimental tools? 

[amberstorm-splash]

My Comfort Item is a Knife (A 2Dace fanfiction)

 Want to read on Archive? Sure!: https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/36898563?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_182686899

Summary: Over the years, Ace has developed a coping mechanism in flicking his knife in and out of it's holder, sort of like a pen. He doesn't stop to think how this will effect 2D, a past victim of abuse. (I am very bad at summaries, sorry.)

Trigger warnings: Mentions of past abuse

Work Text:      

   Ace never went anywhere with out his trusty blade. Sort of like how he never went anywhere without his shades, but even his shades would be removed from his person every once and a while. No matter when, no matter how inappropriate of a place to bring a blade with you, he had it on him. Swimming pools, hospitals, airports; Somehow, he was always able to hide it somewhere on his person. Hell, he would even fall asleep with it in his pocket every so often.

 If anyone asked him why he always had that blade with him, Ace would probably tell them it was either to 'keep up a character' or to 'make sure he's always safe', but the real reason was much more badass. Oh yes, the most badass reason of all. It had become like a comfort object to him.

 Yeah, sure, maybe at first he really did only have the blade to keep up a tough facade and to stay safe, but now it was much more then that. When he was scared, (which he rarely is, mind you) he'd just think of the comforting weight in his pocket, one consistency in his life, and feel braver. When he was anxious, he'd take the blade out and flick it in and out of it's holder, sort of like how some people flick a pen cap.

 That specific habit would get him in a lot of trouble quite a lot. He would often get his blade out with little thought of the people around him and the place he was in. For example, he once was at a preschool, for no reason what so ever. (Well, it was actually to pick up Snake's younger cousin, but he never tells anyone why when re-telling the story to add to the comedy. Unfortunatley, while it would probably be hillariuse if I chose not to disclose the reason while writing, I have choosen to in a desperate attempt to be taken seriously, even though I pepper jokes in everwhere else in this story.) While he was at this preschool, he became anxiouse for one reason or another and absent mindedly flicked out his blade.

 To say the least, a little girl screamed, a parent slapped him, one child tried to steal his knife, and he was told he was never allowed to go back to the preschool ever again. While that was most likely technically the worse event to happen to him because of his blade flicking habit, he definently felt much worse for what he accidently did one day;

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 Ace had been part of the Gorillaz band for only two months now, but somehow he had become fairly emotionaly attached to all 3 other members of the band already. If he had to pick a favorite band mate, it would must likely be 2D. The man was odd, to say the least, and even a bit unstable, but he was also kind hearted, talented, and hillariouse, even if sometimes Ace was unsure if he was meaning to be or not.

 Currently, Ace was watching a movie with said man; One of the horror flicks 2D seemed to greatly enjoy. Ace was usally fine during horror movies, he knew they were fake so he didn't find them that scary. No, he wasn't scared, just... Anxiouse. Extremley anxiouse.

 In this specific horror movie, their were many moments of intense, seemingly stretching forever silences. They would come right before crappy jumpscares, and happened enough in the movie for Ace to not get surprised by them. Yet, being in complete quite for such long periods of time, with nothing to look at other then a scene on a screen, which was usally of a dark corridor with nothing interesting to look at, his eyes wandered.

 As his eyes roamed around the room, he tried desperatley to focus them on to something, but everything seemed too akward to. His first thought was to look at or near 2D, but something about the man made him hard to look at without getting extremley nervouse... For some reason.

 After that incident, Ace tried more frantically to find anything else to look at. He didn't know why it was so hard to survive just one scene in a movie, but it bloody was. Without really noticing, he got his knife out by years of muscle memory and habit, and flicked it open.

 Thump! Ace looked over quickly to see 2D had fallen off the couch onto the ground, panic written all over his face. Had something jumped out in the movie while Ace wasn't watching? He looked to the scene to see it was still in the dark hallway, only for a monster to pop out a few seconds later. No, guess it must have been something else. Ace subcontiously squeezed his knife in concentration, and that's when it hit him.

 He speedily sheafed the knife into it's holder, putting it just as quickly into his pocket before kneeling on the ground next to 2D. "Sorry, 2D! I- I didn't realize that would scare you, it's just a habit of mine." Ace quickly tried to explain himself, helping the other man to his feet again as he did so.

 "S'alrigh'. I'm jus' a bit jumpy 'cause of the movie is all." Despite his words, 2D was visibly shaking and his eyes were darting around as if someone was going to attack him at any second. Besides, Ace had watched a few many horror movies with 2D, and he had learned by now that the blue haired man didn't get easily scared by them, even when Noodle would make sudden loud noises from somewhere in the house from doing... Whatever it was Noodle did in her free time.

 Ace tried his best to look sturn. "That's a lie." And just like that, as 2D gave an exasperated frown, Ace completley forgot about looking seriouse. "Are... You alright? Did something happen, with a, er... Blade, in your life? Like, a bad past experience with a blade?"

 He knew he worded it weirdly, knew it was stupid sounding, and he knew 2D would most likely laugh. Then, his cheeks would go red and he would try to hide it by turning his head away. But, he was quite suprised when 2D didn't laugh, and instead just looked mildly grieved, staring almost in a reminesent way at the wall.

 "Yeh... You could say that. Though, tha's quite a weird way of wordin' it." 2D gave a not so toothy, weak smile to the slightly shorter man before sitting back down on the couch. Ace followed suit, possibly a bit to quickly. 2D flinched again, followed by a spew of apologies from Ace. 2D simply shrugged in his general direction before continuing on with what he was saying. "Y'know who Murdoc is, righ'?"

 Ace gave a slow nod, suddenly feeling like he knew the general direction this story was heading. "Yeah, I knew him." 2D looked surprised, and Ace realized he had probably meant had he heard about him on tv or something. "Well, I used to know him. It's... Complicated," And for once, Ace told the truth about his past friendship with the other green man. Though, that was probably going to be the last thing he told 2D about that relationship. He didn't like to remineces.

 "Yeah, my relationship wif 'im was also... Complicated." 2D seemed conflicted for a second, as if in the middle of mental war between two ideas. Ace wasn't sure if one side had one or not when the other man began to speak again. "He was 'orrible to me. Always screamin' and frowin' shoes at me. I tried ta wait it out, tried ta make him a better person, and summtimes he did seem like 'e was gettin' better. But, when 'e left, I realized I shouldn' 'ave to deal wif that." He paused, looking up to the celieng with a semi-determined expression.

 "I fink I'm doin' a lot better wifout 'im. I dunno though, 'e always said I was a useless idiot. I'm not sure if I should believe that or not, now..." The courageous look melted off his face like butter on depressed mashed potatoes. Ace felt a shiver run down his spine. So, Murdoc hadn't gotten better. If anything, it seemed like he'd gotten worse. He wanted to know more of the details, to be able to see the full picture of Murdoc's abusive nature, but he didn't want to force the blue haired man to reflect any more. Some things were best left forgotten, at least until your stable enough to look back at them properly.

 Ace looked akwardly to the side of the room, then to the floor, then to the clock... Soon, his eyes were wandering again. He didn't know what to say to reasure 2D, and he was becoming rather anxiouse. His hand reached into his pocket, and... No. He snapped himself out of it. Right, 2D will get scared. If making sure not to trigger trauma filled memories from the tortured man meant getting rid of a bad habit, even if that habit calmed him down sometimes, so be it. He didn't want to see the sweet singer who had so eagerly became his friend suffer anymore for something that wasn't his fault.

 Instead, Ace decided to talk to 2D. Any words were better then this deafining silence that had seemed to trap the two men, even if Ace had no clue what to say and he seemed physically incapable of speaking. "You're not useless 2D. You're part of a hit band and you've got an amazing voice." He knew their was more to 2D then that; Their were so many great characteristic the man possesed, he didn't know where to start. But naming any other things he liked about the man other then his musical talent seemed like it would come off awkwardly.

 2D simply frowned at the remarks, heighting Ace's anxiety even more. "Tha's wot Murdoc would say, too. He batteled 'is insults of everyfing else 'bout me with compliments on my singin' to trick me inta trustin' 'im." Oh shit, Ace messed up. Guess he now had to admit all the other things he liked about 2D, even if it made him feel embarresed.

 Ace put on a determined facade, and grasped the othe man's hand. "Ah, but there's more though! You're really kind, your hair is nice, you actually care about people, and somehow you have the ability to make someone both calmed and nervouse by your presence at the same time." He realized he had probably admitted to many things, and shut himself swiftly up, and in the process let go of 2D's hand.

 The blue haired man raised an eyebrow in a mix of concern and s̶u̶g̶g̶e̶s̶t̶i̶v̶e̶n̶e̶s̶s̶ curiousity. He spoke up timidly. "Ace... Why do I make yew nervouse?" Ace paused. Shit, shit, shit, he figured me out. But what had 2D figured out about him? The more Ace thought about, the more confused and anxiouse he got. Surely 2D wanted an answer, but... When he looked into the man's eyes- Wait nevermind- When he looked into the man's heart all he saw was worry and care.

 Ace searched to see if he could find any other emotions hidden in the labirenth of the mind of 2D. Their were lots of little hints, but no conclusive answers, at least not in Ace's eyes. A slight blush painting the other man's pale cheeks slightly pink, a single bead of sweat runing down his forehead, and eyebrows tilted in a manner of self doubt all seemed to give away some lokced away emotions.Though Ace didnt understand any of these things, he still decided he needed to speak. "This band, everyone in it, and you... You're all so kind. I don't want to mess up and lose that."

 "We wouldn' kick yew out for no good reason, Ace." 2D stated suddenly. He had a determined look fixed onto his face, gaze intensly set on the carpeting near his feet. When Ace didn't reply, his gaze softened and he looked over to the shorter man. "I fink everyone 'ere cares about yew... I care about you, Ace." Again, the light pink hue appeared on his cheeks, and he quickly looked away from the green man again.

 Ace sputtered for a second, before quickly regaining his cool. "Aww, do you have a crush on me, 2D?" He made sure his tone of voice was as sarcastic and mocking as possible, to make sure 2D defienentley knew he was joking. There was completley no other intent behind his words other then to make 2D laugh. Totally.

 Unfortunately, Ace had caught 2D at a point where he was just zoned out enough to tell the truth. "Yeah..." Ace paused. There was no humor in 2D's voice, only warmth and honesty. After a few seconds of silence, 2D seemed to slowly realize what he said, and did a quick backtrack. "I mean- Yeah, ha ha, tha's a funny joke, Ace." Ace stared at the man. If he was lying, he was really bad at it. It was sort of cute, he had to admit. Now he was almost certain of how 2D felt for him, but, he still wasn't sure about how he felt for the other man.

 Yeah, Ace definentley cared about 2D deeply, but he was yet to be able to pinpoint if those feelings were romantic or platonic. But, as 2D said those words, his cheeks went bright red in a way he knew could only mean one thing. He made up his mind and scooted a little closer to 2D, and reached for the other man's hand. He smiled slightly as he felt the man's long fingers curl around his own mishapen ones. "Can I kiss you?" Ace didn't even think to stop the words coming out of his mouth. It felt natural.

 2D hesitated, a look of anxiety sweeping over his face. He attempted to hide it, but Ace was able to catch it before he could. "We don't have to kiss, obviously. It's up to you if we do or don't. Im fine with either." He flashed a fanged grin for good measure. 2D seemed a bit scared of the thought of kissing him, and from what he had gathered from what the bluenette had told him about what Murdoc had done to him, it was a miracle 2D trusted anyone, so Ace wasn't upset 2D probably wouldn't want to kiss him right away. Hell, even if there was no Murdoc, Ace still wouldn't want to pressure someone to kiss him, espically not someone as wonderful as 2D.

 The weary expression on 2D's face lasted for only a second more or two before a small smile erased it, and hot damn. (Let me cut in here for a second, as the author and a fellow lover of 2D's smile. I'm not going to even narrate to you what Ace thinks of 2D's smile, because if you have seen this man smile, you will already understand perfectly clear how it can bring world peace. Thanks for coming to my TED Talk.) "Will a hug do, instead?" 2D streched out his arms in a shy inventation, and no way was Ace missing this oppurtuntiy.

 Ace carefully wrapped his arms around the other man's waist, placing his head in the crook of his skinny neck. An even cuter smile melted on to 2D's face as he wrapped his arms around Ace's upper back, as if trying to protect him and this moment. They stayed like this for a while, with 2D smiling down with melancholy at Ace, and Ace listening closely to the soft heartbeat of the taller man.

 Ace felt the world drift away. All that mattered right then was 2D's heartbeat and warm embrace. He was so enraptured by 2D's heartbeat, he barely was able to hear the man when he started talking. "I've never 'ad summfink like this before, y'know." Ace pulled away a bit from 2D to be able to see his face while he talked, making sure to keep his hands on the man's hips so he knew Ace wasn't trying to stop the hugging.

 2D coughed weakly before continuing. "I've 'ad relationships before where the other person claimed to love me, bu' never like this. Any hugs were only a means to an ends. Usally, the people would jus' kiss me an' try ta get in my pants, or in a specific situation, jus' abuse me..." 2D gulped, fighting back tears as he bit his lower lip. Was he talking about... No, it didn't matter right now to Ace. All that mattered to him right now was reasuring 2D.

 Ace reached a hand up to cup 2D's cheek, fingers tentatively gliding near the other man's face, wanting permission before touching him. When the man nooded his head, Ace held his face as lightly as possible, as to not upset the man. "You deserve to be hugged, 2D. To be hugged for an hour with no ill or sexual intent in mind, but instead only because that person cares and loves you and feels for you. I feel for you, Staurt."

 Those words were it. Big fat tears escaped 2D's now white eyes and fell down his face. This time, it was Ace who uponed his arms for 2D, and the sobbing man was more then happy to dive into them. Almost desperately, he clinged to the other man, all while Ace hugged back, glad he could help comfort the upset man. They stayed like this for a while, even after 2D calmed his breathing and his tears dried.

 Eventually though, 2D pulled back, much more calm then he was before. Still, despite being mostly calm, he seemed to still be a little worried and his hands were shaking, so Ace held his hands,and almoat immediately 2D brightened. "Fank you," He said, before placing a soft kiss to Ace's cheek.

 Ace was stunned silent for quite a while, face going red despite himself. 2D frowned. "Sorry. I didn' mean ta upset yew"

 The once green, but now red faced man simply shook his head, a wild grin plastered seemingly permenantley onto his face. "Nah, you're fine. It was preety sweet, actually." Ace stood up before giving an akward wink to 2D, but since 2D was also the most akward man alive, he found it actually quite charming.

 2D stood up too, not wanting to be left alone on the couch to just sit there. "Well, I guess I should 'ead to bed. Goodnigh', Ace," His words were filled with warmth and sincerity. Ace chuckled.

 "See you tomorrow, Staurt." Ace gave a small wave, before turning to walk away to his room. He couldn't wait to see 2D again, yet he was nervouse, too. 2D was in a bad mindspace right now, but he wanted to help him through it. And whatever happened, Ace wanted to show 2D he deserved someone better then Murdoc Niccals.

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Jimin Scenario: Worth It.

Request: hi bbys!im curious how it will be when you and jimin are a couple for almost an year (nothing more than some makeouts has happened between you two)&youre spending a day together watching a movie but suddenly it appears *cough* hot scene on it.i dont want to a smutty thing cause i know you dont write about this,!i want something fluffy and comedy maybe?what jimin will do?thank you

Genre: Fluff / Romance.

You were a bit nervous before your boyfriend arrived, you always got a bit nervous just before seeing him, even after ten months of being his girlfriend you couldn’t help the fluttering in your stomach or the tingling all over your body at the thought of being close to him. You were in love with Jimin, and as comfortable as you felt around him you knew there was a part of you that would always feel like this, even when thinking about him too much. Honestly you didn’t want to lose that.

You wanted to spend a great time with Jimin which took a bit on preparation since you had decided this time to stay home. You usually went out on dates, did whatever was on your mind reminding to keep it low-key. But today it was only about you two, just take out and movies. You thought about what could that possibly imply and a thrilling shiver went all over your body.

You still haven’t had sex with Jimin, which for a lot of couples would be waiting too long, but you didn’t feel ready yet and Jimin respected that. Even still that didn’t erase the fact that you did desire him, not only because he was all levels of hot, with those thick thighs, well worked arms, the sinful full lips, his bedroom eyes, Jimin was sexy and awoke in you all kind of things; but also because you felt that he was incapable on doing you any harm, you trusted in his love and that made you desire him even more. 

But, you still were hesitant about it, you knew it would happen sooner or later, you knew Jimin wanted you too, and although he didn’t pressure you in any way you were also aware he was a man, he would want to have sex with you, and you also wanted to, it was just that…

-Get it together Y/N-

Shaking your head you tried to calm down, you wanted to, but you were so damn nervous of it that you preferred to postpone the whole thing and be thirsty of your boyfriend. A thought came to your mind, today you could try something different, maybe being a bit more… playful with him, see how you felt and if you could handle your nerves then why not just doing it? Spontaneously, yeah you were an spontaneous girl.

Jimin got there, happy like a puppy when he saw you. He was so cute, and you loved how that side of his personality made perfect contrast with how sexy he was, in ripped black jeans and a navy blue v cut sweater under his coat he looked too good.

Jimin couldn't tear his eyes away from you, it showed you weren’t planning on going out today, not with the cold outside, but you still were looking beautiful. You were wearing short shorts that left exposed your so damn creamy thighs, the sweater you were wearing allowed him to see just a little of your cleavage but to Jimin that little bit was enough to have him craving. It was impossible to deny himself how much he wanted you, at this point it was ridiculous how much he longed for it, he wanted to be closer to you both physically and emotionally, and he had a great a idea of how he could achieve that.

You hugged him tighter and Jimin couldn't move away, with his current thoughts he knew he should, but how could he reject your affection? That was impossible.

Control Park Jimin, you better control yourself, you don't want Y/N thinking you are here just because of that.

-Why did you take so long?- you asked in a rather bratty whisper just over his ear. Jimin shivered and mentally prayed for control.

-I was busy jagi, and Jin hyung couldn't bring me here until Jungkookie was ready to go out too-

You squinted your eyes at him. -Hum, you sure you weren't taking ages in the shower?-

He laughed, that was true but he had also been busy helping Taehyung to polish a dance move he had been having trouble with. -Ah jagi you think I'm narcissist-

-I think you are cute- you answered neither of you helping the blush in your cheeks and the wide smile that appeared on his face

Both of you laughed, you moved to your room to be more comfortable. It wasn't the first time you had been on a bed together, since it was usually the most comfortable option to spend a day watching movies and eating delicious food, you had done it before and although you being lovey dovey, you also made sure that the skinship was innocent enough, not ever going beyond some great make out sessions and Jimin respected that. The thing was that today you were particularly touchy and affectionate, while other times you'd cutely shy away from him today it was different.

After you set up the movie and all the lights off you joined him in bed, placing the big bowl of popcorn at reach to then snuggle close to him. You put your right leg over his and your face rested on his chest. It didn’t sound like much but Jimin was weak for you and the contact sent his mind on a race of thoughts  he had to fight down.

-You’ll like the movie Chim- you said getting comfier, like you had no trouble at all while he was half suffering half in paradise because of your current position.

-After all the bragging you did Y/N It better be good- he joked trying to light the atmosphere for himself, but it only resulted in you pouting and pinching his side to then put your right arm around his belly, your body pressed to his in a way that had Jimin praying for help. He had made it better or worse, he wasn’t sure.

You had decided to watch The Notebook, first because it was one of your favorite movies and second because Jimin hadn’t seen it and that was unforgivable. 

You knew you were succeeding, because despite your nerves hitting you every time you went closer to Jimin you also felt thrills around your body, seeing his reaction you thought it was good, his arm slid around you so you placed your head more to his chest, you felt so good in his arms you didn’t understand why the thought of sex with him made you so nervous.

You watched the movie and you smiled seeing Jimin so interested and concentrated in it, you knew he would because he was a hopeless romantic and you couldn’t think of anything more romantic than The Notebook, there was a scene with protagonists attempting to have sex and you wondered if with Jimin you’ll be as nervous as that, judging by how you felt at the moment, with one if his hands running softly down your back like it was on automatic and one of yours on his arm you thought not, you felt good and a bit silly for panicking so much. When the time came you knew that if it was with him you were going to be ok, you felt so bold you actually couldn’t wait until it finally happened.

Jimin was heartbroken when Allie went away and a bit angry when she started dating Lon, gasping outraged when they got engaged, you giggled at him, feeding him popcorn and then he fed you too. 

Jimin, although having you practically over him had managed to keep himself together. He was well aware of your closeness but at the same time he had set his mind to drift away from your first time together, focusing on the movie and enjoying his time with you.

But then Allie and Noah found each other, the movie was reaching its peak and honestly you got so engrossed on it every single time you saw it you couldn’t think on what was coming next. Allie and Noah took things to his house and more specifically to the bedroom. As Noah smashed Allie passionately against walls as he undressed her you stopped the movement of your hand, Jimin doing the same just a bit too low on your back. The moans didn’t take long to be heard as they engaged in one of the best love making scenes that hollywood had to offer, you gulped hard, feeling a nice tingling all over you and then the rush of nerves.

They went for a second round and Jimin woke up from his reverie at the same time you jumped apart from him and now he realized his hand had been resting on your but the whole time. Jimin looked at you who were red to the ears and panicked.

-Jagi, I was…I wasn’t, I didn’t mean to, I mean, I wouldn’t, well yes I would, but not like this and….- he was a mess and he could feel his own face getting hotter with embarrassment, great, now you’d think he wanted to take advantage of the sex scene to make a move on you. Maybe he should get up and clear his head, he wasn’t thinking straight, but then he didn’t want that and it would surely make it worse. -I’m sorry Y/N- he said running a hand over his face, flipping his hair nervously. -I swear I would never do something you don’t want to do, never, please forgive me-

You pressed pause on the remote so now the room was silent, you stared at him who was staring back at you with pleading anxious eyes. You had panicked, the nerves coming to you in the worst time, you didn’t want him to think you were a little girl, but even more than that you didn’t want Jimin to think you didn’t desire him. 

-I didn’t say I don’t want to- you mumbled, barely hearable and you almost regretted saying it but it was out there for the better. Jimin stared at you with mouth agape his eyes going around your face not believing his ears. -But not just yet, I… I know we have been going around this for a while but… you know I want to do it when I’m ready because I want it to be perfect- you bit your lip feeling yourself trembling a little due to your words. -Would you wait for me?- you asked looking at his face for just a second before lowering your face out of embarrassment, you didn’t know what had gotten into you to say such things, but it was done.

Jimin was silent for a moment, just staring at you, but then you felt his hands taking yours and you lifted your gaze to him, he had flushed cheeks and he looked at you with so much love you couldn’t help a giggle. -Y/N, I think you just killed me- You frowned a little but then he laughed. -Not that way, I will wait as long as it takes but I just want you to know that just having you makes it perfect, even if we don’t do anything, you’re perfect to me-

You threw yourself in his arms, hiding your blush when you pressed your face on the crook of his neck. -I want it to be you, I love you- he shivered, having goosebumps when he felt your breath. -Sorry I don’t make it easier- you said getting your face away from his neck.

Jimin shook his head, he kissed the top of your head and then shifted to be able to kiss your lips. -I, Park Jimin, will endure everything for you Y/N, that Noah has nothing on me being romantic- 

That made you laugh, if he could beat Noah than he was a keeper. You kissed him back, getting comfortable again to keep watching the movie. You were still thirsty for each other, but you knew the wait would be worth it.

[changingthedefinition]

26/1/17-00:05

I keep getting the same thought popping into my head and for my tumblr is a place I dump these thoughts and move on. But each time I come to dispose of this thought, it flies away. Only to return a short while later. This evening I eventfully spoke to my GP and it was somewhat useful to tell someone. But Zoe also picked up on it. Apparently there are words I say (that I'm not aware off and she won't tell me) which alert her to whether what I'm saying is passive or active, so she was concerned. I will always want to be dead. Death to me isn't how it's typically portrayed in relation to suicide. I don't want to hurt myself for a start, but I also don't want to escape, stop, or change anything. Death is something I value and strive for. So regardless of how good or bad things are, that doesn't change. However, more than I ever new was possible, I want things to be different. Not in relation to death- other than I would like it ASAP- more in terms of day to day functioning, my ability to think, my concentration, motivation, energy and so on. I'm currently taking time out of uni for a variety of reasons and yes I feel like a failure, but I want to be the best nurse I possibly can be (if I survive that long) and for that to be a reality, things need to change. And I'm trying. Despite wishing to push everyone away, isolate myself and out 100% of my time in to death, I'm still trying. I actively asked to see the dietician, despite reluctance to gain weight, to try and improve my understanding of our bodies energy/nutritional needs. I'm engaging in CBT despite thinking that CBT is not particularly useful, because I'm grateful for an opportunity. I'm taking my medications the best I am able to in terms of motivation and exhaustion levels, despite all my fears and beliefs around medications (not just MH medications but physical ones to). I'm trying harder than I've ever tired before, maybe because I have control over it this time? And I'm trying to create a 'recovery' friendly life. Im trying to take care of myself, or at least be kind to myself. I'm trying to build up hobbies and the confidence to explore more. I'm commuting to social plans, however much they are the last things i want. And I'm aiming towards a future, even if it feels like a story rather than a possible reality. But despite my efforts, I keep failing at the very first hurdle. There are things I want to do or need to do, yet I feel completely incapable. I feel paralysed, turned off, gone. I know what I intend to do, achieve- but despite everything, I just get stuck. And I'm not sure how to get unstuck. I don't know how to move. I don't know how to focus, to stay awake, to do the most basic of tasks. And despite having a team of professionals currently involved who seem to want to help and work with me, because I no longer self harm, listen to the overdose monster, engage in harmful eating disorder behaviours, it's as though I must be well already. Maybe I am well? If I don't do anything harmful, does that make me well? Because despite so much progress and change over the years, achieved through stubbornness, and self observation, the reality is, I don't feel any better, any more capable, anymore alive. I want to be the best I can be. I want to be able to live until I successfully die, not just wait and exist. I want to help people. I want to be the very best I can be. I want to write, to create, for ideas to be more than just ideas. I want to be ME. But, maybe this is all a pipe dream, and I really am just a waste of life after all?

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Played in the third-person point of view, GTA 5 permits players to regulate its three main characters - Michael De Santa, Trevor Philips and Franklin Clinton - every one having a set of eight abilities that includes a default unique skill/expertise one-of-a-kind per character. While we have our very own fixes and tweaks in order to help you deal with GTA 5 Lag, there have been a couple of tried and also examined repairs in the neighborhood out there also. Download and install the (Heavy steam Client HERE ). Then once you login, click Add a Video game (situated in the lower Left corner) -> Activate an Item on Steam. Since its all one download as well as for some individuals its quicker, on heavy steam it would be better. Many GTA V mods utilize Script Hook V as a base, and also will require you have it mounted for them to work. The video game is available on steam currently, as well as will likely be utilising the social club attributes no matter.

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