#engagement calendar

[arctvros]

high school sweethearts to college fiancés

[vanilla-mp3]

You've found it

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Inspired by a lovely fanfic "let me relinquish and start to distinguish my past" by lady_mab. It's a regency and magic au that I've been enamored with since the beginning, give it a read!!

[puppppppppy]

started stardew valley for the first time. born to remember villager likes and dislikes forced to immediately forget it the moment i take my eyes off thw wiki

[writerfae]

Christmas movie au Advent Calendar 🎄

Day Ten: ☕️Hot chocolate☕️

Christmas special tag list: @bunnymermaidsblog @deadlycupid @dustylovelyrun @ladywithalamp @sleepy-night-child @theguywithnonickname

When he had left the Café that night, Talon wasn’t sure if he should really go to the Christmas market at the tree farm.

“But you said you almost kissed! So there is definitely something there! That’s a good thing, I don’t see why it should be a reason not to go to the market,” Halea had said to him over the phone.

“No, it’s not good. The situation is too complicated. It would be better to stay away from him.”

Talon sighed, massaging his temple in an attempt to calm his nerves.

“Is it complicated or are you just making it complicated again?”

“I constantly lie to him, Halea. I’m here to get his father to sell their property, to rob them off their home. And he’s in a relationship already.”

Probably. Maybe.

“You don’t know that,” Halea argued. “You are just assuming again. Have you ever tried to talk to him instead?”

“Even if he’s not in a relationship, did you miss the part where I’m essentially here to ruin their existence?”

“You are ruining no one’s existence. You haven’t even tried to get Mr. Hunter to sell the farm yet. And even then, they will get quite some money for the sale, too.”

“You’re not here, Hal. You don’t know them, you don’t know how much this place means to them. Also it would be a forced sale, their only alternative is getting kicked out.”

Which wasn’t really an alternative at all.

Sooner or later they’d lose anyway, but maybe they’d have more time if he wasn’t here to-

“Talon, I know this situation sucks, but you have to stop freaking out and taking all the blame. You need to figure out what you want and how you want to achieve it instead. Hiding won’t help you. If you really have feelings for him, don’t run away. Act. That’s what you’re known for.”

“But I don’t know what to do,” Talon admitted quietly.

“You will find out.” Halea’s voice was uncharacteristically soft.

“You always do. But until then, try to live a little. Go to that Christmas market. I’ll try to keep your dad off your back for a while.”

“Thank you. You’re the best.”

A soft laugh was heard from the other side of the line.

“Say that again please, I need to record it and send it to our old college friends.”

Talon had laughed then and thanked her again and after he ended the call, decided he’d go to the market on Friday.

And now it was Friday.

Talon got his cloak and Aiden’s scarf and made his way to the Christmas tree farm once again.

He almost didn’t recognize it.

Little booths with all kinds of products were lined up on the yard that was decorated with Christmas lights and fir branches.

Wood was pilled up in the bonfire pit, Christmas music sounded softly from speakers.

All sorts of handcrafts, Christmas decorations and other items were up for the people to buy.

And there were many people.

Aiden really wasn’t lying when he said people came from farther away cities to visit the farm’s Christmas market.

People of all ages were gathered here, the sound of children laughing mixed with the giddy chatter of the adults, all enjoying the magical atmosphere of the market and the farm it took place on.

Talon, too, let himself be pulled into this moment, strolling through the masses and checking out the booths.

Maya waved at him from a booth where she sold the cookies the three of them had made last time.

Talon waved back at her, before starting to search for the person he was here for in the first place.

He found Aiden as he was helping a little girl to pick out the “perfect Christmas tree”.

With the patience of an angel he let her inspect every single tree, leading her to the next when she found something she didn’t like about the tree before.

Talon watched them silently for a while.

Only when the perfect tree was found and Aiden waved back at the girl as she and her family walked away with the tree did he make himself known.

“Hey,” Aiden’s eyes sparkled as he greeted Talon.

His gaze flickered down to the scarf around Talon’s neck and his smile grew a bit wider.

“You’re still wearing it,” he commented.

Talon blushed. “I can give it back if you-“

“No. Keep it, it looks nice on you.”

Aiden cleared his throat. “Well, I promised you you’ll get the best hot chocolate here, didn’t I? Let’s go.”

Without even waiting for Talon’s reply he took his hand and dragged him towards a booth with little tables around it.

It was the best visited of all the booths around.

“Hey Alexander, what are you doing here?” Aiden greeted the man with the soft pink hair that stood behind the counter.

Alexander smiled. “Amalie was out of marshmallows, so she had to get new ones and asked me if I could take over for a while. And since my boyfriend left me here because he ‘has to run an important errand’, I had time, so…”

He looked down on their still joined hands, a knowing smile on his lips.

“What can I get you?”

Talon, who hadn’t registered that he was still holding on to Aiden, let go of his hand immediately, while Aiden ordered two hot chocolates.

“It’s a shame there’s no marshmallows, but,” he turned to Talon. “Whipped cream?”

Talon nodded. “Sounds nice.”

Alexander prepared their order, given them each a mug filled with hot chocolate that smelled heavenly.

“On the house,” he said. “For our host and his company.”

He winked and Aiden laughed at that, thanking him. Then the two made their way to one of the few free tables.

“Come now,” Aiden said, leaning back in his chair with a smile, awaiting Talon’s reaction. “Try it.”

Talon did as he was told and his eyes widened as he took the first sip.

It was no exaggeration, this really was the best hot chocolate Talon ever tasted.

Aiden laughed at his reaction. “I take it you like it, then.”

“That is an understatement.”

“That’s what I thought. So how do you like our little Christmas market?”

Aiden’s hands wrapped around the warmth of his mug and he leaned forward a little.

“It is really nice.” It really was. “I think I’m slowly getting used to this Christmas craziness.”

Aiden laughed. He pointed at Talon’s chest.

“You are the crazy one, Mr. Scrooge, for not liking Christmas.”

Talon leaned forward as well. “Maybe I just needed a little persuasion.”

Aiden lifted the mug to his lips, hiding a smile behind it. “Well you’ve come to the right place then.”

“What luck.”

“For you and me both.”

Talon’s cheeks colored at that and Aiden only chuckled before taking a sip from his hot chocolate.

When he sat the mug down, there was whipped cream stuck above his bottom lip.

Talon laughed.

Aiden raised an eyebrow. “What?”

“You’ve got whipped cream there,” Talon said between chuckles as he watched Aiden struggling to get the whipped cream off.

“Wait, let me do it.”

Without much thinking, Talon reached out to brush the whipped cream off of Aiden’s face with his thumb, then raised it to his own lips to lick the cream off.

Only when he saw Aiden’s (pretty adorable) expression - eyes blinking in surprise, lips slightly parted in disbelief and blush high up on his cheeks - did he register what he just did and got so red that he probably matched the scarf wrapped around his neck.

“You like the hot chocolate, guys?” Alexander asked, getting both of them out of their frozen state as their heads whipped around to him almost in synch.

It must’ve looked pretty funny and judging by the upward tilt of his lips Alexander thought the same.

He had his arm linked with a handsome dark-haired guy, who lifted his hand in greeting.

Aiden won back his composure first. He smiled.

“Yeah, thank you.”

Talon admired how he managed to not stutter when he said it.

“You made it almost as well as Amalie.”

Pretending to be offended, Alexander gasped, hand over his heart.

A snort escaped the lips of the man next to him as he eyed him fondly.

“Well, we’ll go now,” Alexander said. “Have fun you two, maybe we’ll see each other at the bonfire.”

He turned to the man next to him. “Come, babe, let’s go. I gotta work on my book a bit before we come back tonight.”

With that the two men waved goodbye and left.

It’s okay, Talon told himself, they probably didn’t see what you just did.

But as the two walked away, Alexander turned around to look at them one last time and gave Talon a thumbs up, grinning.

Oh no, he totally saw it.

Talon must be cursed or something.

He looked back at Aiden, who smiled at him, a little unsure.

“Another one?” he asked, raising his mug.

Talon smiled back at him.

“I’d like that.”

[mulders-too-large-shirt]

s2 episode 7 thoughts

hmm. hmm. that is the sound if me pondering what i just watched.

(i understand that this episode was an analysis into mulder's self-destructive behaviors when faced with overwhelming grief, but. that does not mean i enjoyed vampire hookup time)

well. we shall start from the top!

i read that it was an episode about vampires which i thought was a weird narrative choice because. hello. scully still gone??? but then i remembered that i too ignored the main quest in skyrim to hunt some vampires and that i had no place to judge

(granted, my main quest wasn't finding scully though. might have given that a bit more priority than saving the whole world. because she IS my whole world)

we open with a guy that looks like joe biden meeting with an attractive young woman. they're making out in a hot tub and we just know someone is gonna get slurped upon. and woe, it be upon us! double vampire attack.

back in DC, mulder gets his old office back! it's covered in plastic. he takes some of it off. he adjusts his calendar from may to november, so we see how much time he and scully had been assigned to other tasks, which also has me wondering how she managed to get a new house that quick.

(also, this calendar is... scantily clad women posing next to tools such as hammers and saws. was this allowed? was this acceptable? was it normal? were the 90's a lawless wasteland and mulder an irreparable freak?)

well. scully is an x file now, and he puts her glasses and id into an evidence bag and closes the filing cabinet which was sooooo evil. but he can't bring himself to put her necklace away. oh man. oh he's gotta have it in case he finds her. he has to hold her close. i'm Fine this is Fine.

so. he goes out to california to deal with the joe biden looking fellow being murdered. and he is not wanted on the crime scene. we know this because someone greets him by saying "nobody called the bureau" and he says "well, they should have" and lifts up the tape to let himself in. because one thing about him is that he's gonna let himself into a place he isn't wanted.

he sees the writing of a bible verse in blood on the wall and says something about their grasp of biblical knowledge being "feeble and literal" and i was like okayyy need to have a theological discussion with him

he then scares the other guy who originally wanted to kick him out by reciting a LARGE amount of facts related to similar cases and it's very much giving photographic memory. got me thinking, have we ever seen this man forget something? (directions don't count. they're confusing. but everything else sticks in that man's brain)

he just needs one thing: a phone book. which he uses to call a blood bank and ask about a new guy. who must be the vampire who did this!

so he rolls up to the blood bank and i'm over here struggling because i do Not Do Blood, and i knew at this point this was gonna be a tough watch, but i didn't anticipate the non-blood related reasons why this would be true

anyway he's sniffing around the blood bank and he hears some slurping and wouldn't you know, this dude is tearing into a bag of the red stuff like it's a capri sun. somehow he gets him into custody, where the dude refuses to talk because the lights are on, and mulder comes in with a lamp he put a red filter over, because he was prepared for vampire interrogation.

the vampire is going on about how what he did isn't murder because it's not like animals hunting prey is murder which is. not the greatest approach in terms of legal defense. mulder tells the guard that the guy is delusional and it's best to play along, and he believed this to be true... until he, quite literally, burned to a crisp in the sunlight. and died.

he's talking to the coroner and rattling off a bunch of vampire facts and says he didn't believe in vampires which is so funny to me because like. why is that where you draw the line, my friend. not at bigfoot and definitely not at aliens. but man. vampires are just too out there for spooky mulder. until now!

the coroner has a very funny line: "you are really upsetting me... on several levels" which seems to be the general effect fox mulder has on people. and also because i felt the same way about his dumbass actions during this episode.

coroner finds a stamp on the dead body's hand, which seems to come from a nightclub. so naturally our fbi agent ends up there.

you often see posts saying that "(insert character here) should be at the club". i fear that this is not the case for fox mulder, but it's possible that it's his suit and tie that are throwing me off. he just doesn't seem like he belongs there. i ask myself, where should he be instead? perhaps some sort of star wars convention would suit him better. a book signing with some author he likes. idk, an interior decorating festival. not here.

i shall use my verbatim words to walk you through the next scene:

"pause. he's talking to a woman who was looking into a compact without a mirror. so. vampire suspect. and now why are they getting so close together. and getting a drink. okay now they're leaving to a new spot together? AFTER she admits to vampirism"

(here she did some stuff that required me to look away from my screen due to my Weak Constitution. but also it would have felt necessary to look away anyway because it was getting... charged)

she tries to get him to... suck on her finger... but he won't do it because aids. which is fair. i think that's a smart move, actually. it's just that getting flirty with a vampire he knows was involved with a ton of killings was such a stupid move, i don't know why it's now the braincells start to kick in.

that kills the vibe, though, so she gets another guy to take his place and things escalate.

mulder pulls in at a restaurant called ra. nice! the sun god! and he is... through a window, witnessing some more slurping action. he seems to want to intervene and save this poor soul being feasted upon...

but the poor soul is no poor soul at all! he comes out and decks mulder, and delivers this line with stunning conviction: "i don't know who you are, freak, but we're two consenting adults" and with this, he is forced to flee.

and yeah. it made me laugh. my expectations for the genre were subverted. he signed up for that shit! what he did not sign up for, however, was the next part, where he was killed by the other vampires.

cut to investigating the crime scene. mulder has brought along a forensic dentist, which is a job i had no idea you could go into. he needs to see about those bites, which are very human.

next they go to vampire woman's house. it's a very nice place. mulder... opens her oven. and sees a loaf of bread in there. and i'm thinking, man, i hope this doesn't go where i think it's going. baked goods... ovens... i never want a vampire pregnancy arc. but he cracks open the loaf and something red spills out and somehow, this to him means that she is gone and isn't coming back. he can read the signs of the bread. so add that to his resume. what did the bread tell you, my liege?

he seems to have stayed in her house, however, because he's there when she's back, and says he knows she was using the bread as a charm to ward off evil. because apparently that's an eastern european thing, blood bread to warn off evil. sound off if any eastern europeans in the chat wanna confirm or deny.

anyway. he's IN this woman he thinks is a vampire's HOUSE? what the hell. mulder seriously i need you to stop and think. like you should have stopped and done some thinking a while ago. honestly i'm not mad i'm just disappointed. and he's like "i want to save you come with me before they kill you" ohhh big tough man needs to save her huh. make him feel good inside. huh. certainly no ulterior motive here...

she's monologing about her horrible childhood and how sweet blood tastes. um girl. don't lie to him like that. i have busted my lip open before that stuff does NOT taste sweet and dangerous. it's like a penny with rust that you found in a parking lot.

it seems her vampiric origin story, if to be believed, is that things simply got too kinky. which is a new take on the genre.

(it's also about being caught in an abusive relationship and the damage that inflicts, but it seems abusive boyfriend came into vampirism at his kinky parties and things escalated from there. which. well. it blew the eyebrows clean off my head, to be fair)

at this point we see that he is WEARING SCULLY'S NECKLACE? he says something like "it's from someone i lost" and she says that she "hopes he finds her"

i did not like the undertones here and certainly not the overtones. because i knew where this was going. he was shaving in her bathroom. and let me tell you something: there is only ever a shaving scene in media because the writer needs a way to get some blood out of someone's body and into the real world. and man. i knew it was coming.

but what i didn't see coming was her SHAVING HIM??? girl. i am uncomfy. and she does, of course, cut him, and then they kiss. aggressively. terribly aggressively. can anyone answer what was going on in a satisfactory manner?

but the gag is: the original vampire- who burnt to a crisp in the jail cell, and was the abusive ex she spoke of- HE'S WATCHING THEM THROUGH THE WINDOW!

he breaks in and taunts the vampire woman about how he had to "wait for her to finish" and i was like cool. thank you SO much for that mental image i'm super happy with it. i definitely don't feel like i need a shower. but then he's going on about how he can't be killed.

here, at the tail end of the episode, we learn the rules of vampirism in this world: a vampire cannot be killed by a non-vampire. and a non-vampire BECOMES a vampire by consuming the blood of a believer and also taking a life. it is only here we realize that this woman is not an actual vampire yet, she just appropriates their culture by drinking blood unnecessarily.

mulder's still sleeping in her bed and she's like "you need to leave" and she stabs the wall to make her evil ex think she's killing him. but when they go to break out, mulder ties him up quite handily and he gets in the car to escape with vampire woman. until ANOTHER vampire woman jumps on the hood of their car. and main vampire woman knocks her out for a bit by running into her with said car, which is super effective.

mulder's leaving the place in shambles, his shirt still unbuttoned, wandering down the side of the hill. back at the house, now that we know the vampire rules, main vampire woman says she can finally kill the evil vampire ex. and he's like how!! you haven't had the blood of a believer or taken a life. so. she licks the blood off her hands (unclear if it's hers or mulders tbh) and says she'll take her own life. and drops a match after pouring gasoline.

so. that brings that to an end. and shabby looking mulder sits on a hill as he learns all four in the house died.

the episode ends with him playing with scully's necklace. which i don't even sort of feel like unpacking right now but maybe another time.

probably not, though, because i just didn't like this episode. and yeah, a lot of it comes down to me not wanting to see mulder hook up with people who aren't scully. can you blame me? is it so wrong to have preferences in this world?

but also, narrative wise- do you honestly see the guy fucking off to cali while scully's still missing to deal with an unrelated problem instead of devoting every hour of his life to finding her, like we saw him do in the last episode? you expect me to think he just puts it off for a lil while? the guy who, just last episode, pulled his gun on the ski lift operator to get to the top where she might be a little faster, and then choked his one and only suspect out of fury? you're thinking this is the guy that's gonna go soak up some west coast rays?

and yeah, he was obviously not himself through the episode- very cold and analytical- but c'mon. we all want to bang a vampire. he's not special. i just personally wouldn't do that if my friend were gone. like how is that gonna help the situation. be so for real. time and place!

and also the whole only learning the rules of being a vampire about 5 minutes before they need it to be plot relevant. that annoyed me too.

overall, mulder, like i said, i'm not mad, just disappointed.

let me know what you thought on this episode- i try to not be a hater, but i also understand that hating in small doses can be good for the soul. if it's a widely beloathed episode i'll feel better in my judgement as i join a long tradition of haters who have come before me.

[artiststarme]

April Fool's!

Just a short fic about how I think Steve and Eddie would handle April Fool's Day. I hope you like it and please leave your thoughts in the comments!

~*~*~*~

They’d been together for a year at that point and what a year it had been. In that time, Eddie had his name cleared of multiple murders, had gotten his first boyfriend, graduated high school on his third attempt, got adopted into a dysfunctional family, and had fallen in love. ‘86 really was his year. 

But now, he thinks ‘87 would be even better. If the upcoming months were anything like the last then he was looking forward to it. As he laid in bed watching a softly snoring Steve, he couldn’t help but think about how lucky he was. He had the perfect man curled around him like a blanket-hogging octopus and he’d never felt so in love. 

When Steve’s arms stretched and his mouth opened in a disgustingly wide yawn that made his nose scrunch, Eddie could do little more than coo affectionately at the sight. Steve’s eyes blinked blearily at him and he smiled a tired, but still beamed the brightest smile. “G’morning Eds.”

Eddie meant to say good morning back or compliment him on how beautiful he looked so early in the morning. What he ended up saying though was perhaps the worst thing he could’ve said. “Marry me.”

Son of a bitch, why’d he do that?! They’ve only been together a year, fuck! It wasn’t like he didn’t mean it, he’d marry Steve in the snap of a finger. However, his boyfriend deserved a huge proposal with lots of planning and meaning, not some half-hearted (albeit well-meaning) slip of tongue. 

As he watched the emotions on Steve’s face, he saw a lot. His expressions flickered between surprise, contentment, confusion, disappointment, and anger, but seemed to settle on hurt. Tears flooded Steve’s eyes but he swiped them away angrily. 

“What the fuck, Eddie. Why would you say that?” He sneered at him, anger covering his heartbreak. 

Eddie was taken aback for a moment. He didn’t think that his proposal warranted that reaction but he wasn’t going to judge Steve for being hurt and disappointed. He would be too if Steve had proposed so blandly on a random Wednesday.

“I’m sorry baby, I didn’t mean for it to come out like that! You just looked so cute that I was thinking about it and my mouth moved faster than my brain. I’m sorry and you don’t have to answer now. I’ll ask again later and it’ll be way better and way more romantic,” he promised. 

Steve just shook his head and clambered out of bed. He pulled on a pair of jeans and a polo off the floor as he went, muttering angrily under his breath all the while. Then he disappeared through the doorway. 

Eddie sat on the bed in shock. He gets that he made a mistake by just blurting it out like that but was Steve really that against marrying him? I mean, it wasn’t even legal to do yet so they wouldn’t be married in the eyes of the law. It would just be an acknowledgement to themselves and their family about how much they love each other. So why was he so against it? 

When he heard the unmistakable jingle of Steve grabbing his car keys, Eddie shot out of bed and barricaded the door to the trailer with his body. He couldn’t let Steve leave when they were fighting (not after the last time he left and hid with Robin for two weeks and gave Eddie the silent treatment). 

“Steve, please don’t leave. I’m sorry, I don’t really know why you’re acting like this but I want to talk to you about it. Communication and shit. Please,” Eddie begged him. His eyes were pleading as he gazed at his boyfriend’s sad and stricken face. 

Steve shook his head and cleared his throat, “Was everything a joke to you?”

“What-”

“Our entire relationship, was it all just a massive prank? Haha Eddie, it’s hilarious. Now get out of the way,” Steve said. He lightly pushed at Eddie’s shoulder, gentle even in the face of his pain. 

“What are you talking about, why would it be a joke? I love you,” Eddie stated confusedly.

“Then why would you ask me to marry you on April Fool’s, Eddie? Like I wouldn’t say yes in a heartbeat if you asked me and actually meant it! Now seriously, I’m not dealing with this right now so let me leave.” He pushed at Eddie’s shoulder again but Eddie stood firm. 

“Of course I meant it! It wasn’t how I wanted to ask and I don’t have a ring ready and we can’t actually do it legally without being arrested. But I do want to marry you. I’m really sorry that I blurted it out like that but I meant it wholeheartedly.” 

“It’s April Fool’s Day, asshole!” Steve’s voice wavered as if realizing that that didn’t necessarily mean as much as he thought it did. 

Eddie felt the trailer’s door push against his back as Wayne arrived home from his shift. Oh hell no, no one was getting in or out of this trailer until he said his goddamn piece.  

“How the fuck am I supposed to know that? I hardly remember my own birthday, much less when April Fool’s Day is! I saw you looking sexy as hell and thought, ‘I want to marry this guy’. I didn’t consider what day it was!” 

The nudging of the trailer door against his back abruptly stopped and it slammed shut. It seemed that Uncle Wayne did not want any part of this lover’s spat. 

Steve dropped his keys onto the kitchen counter and ran his hands down his face. “God, I’m so stupid.”

“Hey, no you’re not! Don’t talk about yourself like that. I mean, if I knew it was April Fool’s today… Okay, I probably still would’ve asked. But I would’ve clarified that it wasn’t a prank and that I was only asking you because I can’t imagine myself not waking up to you for the rest of my life.”

Steve’s hands dropped from his face onto Eddie’s shoulders. “That was the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me. Of course, I’ll marry you.”

And then, he kissed him. Years and years later on the day gay marriage became legal in Indiana, they made their marriage official surrounded by all their friends and family. They were older then, more gray hairs and back pain but even still, they sealed the deal with a kiss.

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[marigoldbaker]

btw i do think jenny was fridged. makes me a little crazy sometimes when i see people going "her death was so sad, but it was still such a powerful moment and such good writing!" no it wasn't. it was not. i will give you "powerful moment" but the amount of retconning they had to pull in order to get jenny's death to have that resonance in the first place is something y'all should really be looking at more closely.

[thedeafprophet]

Hmmmm January playlist

Okay i don't have a whole playlist, but i do have a song suggestion

You Want It Darker By Leonard Cohen [the specific song, not the album itself]

The song itself is the title track from Cohen's final album, and I will say its a quite religious song but The Vibes are there. A lot of the album is about morality and mortality and the thoughts within the mind. [The song and other parts of the album also have parts from a montreal synagogue choir]

I think it in turn parallels well with January as a complex character who would likely have a very complex view, both with in religion and with her views of the world

and of course. "You want it darker" is pretty. evident.

[kitsunebishake]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DIAMANT

he became stupid in the middle of his "secret birthday gift" because his boyfriend is too beautiful for this world

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[more-than-a-princess]

Bi-annual Interest Check!

Hi everyone!

As I hinted earlier this week, it is time for this blog's bi-annual interest check. I strive to keep a lean dash on this blog and stay mutuals only with those who want to write IC with me. With that being said, I plan to clean up my mutuals list next weekend and remove blogs that are either abandoned without a hiatus notice or that I'm not interacting with and they have not responded to this interest check.

Please like this post if you would like to stay mutuals and you intend to write IC with me. I will not be removing mutuals who fall under these categories:

You have threaded with me, sent me an ask (IC or OOC), or you have answered an ask (IC or OOC) from me in the past two months (Beginning of June - now). This applies to all blogs of any one mun that I follow (ex. I'm writing with one of your blogs but you have another muse blog or spicy sideblog I follow that I haven't interacted with in this time period. Don't worry! I won't unfollow any of them).

You have a posted and/or discussed with me an OOC hiatus notice.

You have liked this post, showing your interest in still writing IC threads with me.

Please note that unless someone's rules state as such or I feel I am being harassed by you, I will only unfollow blogs, not soft or hardblock. I understand that I have some followers who simply want to read threads, and that's fine (just please do not like or reblog them, or reblog headcanons!).

I will be reblogging this thread for visibility over the next week and will begin going through my mutuals list next weekend. Thanks for understanding!

[synodicsky]

I am SOOOO normal about this game.

Complete calendar for the birthdays of the playable characters! Also bonus key/list of the A rank seals so no one else has to pull them from SWITCH screenshots like I.

Pt. 1

[comediakaidanovsky]

thought the final weeks before the holiday would be fairly chill but instead i combo'd two separate illnesses with a bunch of social obligations and a director at my job quit so now i'm doing her job and my own and babysitting like ten more coworkers while also trying to be a Good Child and show up for my mom and at least three friends are going through crises and need all of the emotional support and i somehow went from energized and hype for december to three seconds from caretaker burnout in less than a week jfc

[lululeighsworld]

gunterleigh........twelve days of tea for the holidays.........

[rocketsocials01]

[etherealspacejelly]

this is your gentle reminder to stop fighting against your adhd and instead structure your life around it

buy a pack of chapsticks and put one in the pocket of all of your coats and jackets because you always forget to bring one and chapped lips is sensory hell

leave important things where you can see them. if they go in a box or a drawer you will forget they exist

put any appointments or deadlines in your phone calendar As Soon As you get them. set a reminder for a week before, a day before, an hour before, as many as you need as often as you need them.

when that little voice in your head says "i dont need to write that down, ill remember it" that is the devil talking!!! write it down anyway!!

plan for down time. have a few hours at the end of every day to just do fun stuff like engage in your hyperfixations. even if you didnt get all of your work done that day, have the rest anyway. you probably spent the whole day beating yourself up for not doing what you Should be doing, so you still need the break.

if you never eat vegetables because its too much effort to chop and cook them, get the frozen or canned shit. it doesnt go off for ages and you just have to microwave it. theres no point buying fresh vegetables if they just keep going off and being left to rot in the bottom of your fridge

if you struggle to decide what to have for dinner every day, take the decision out of it. choose a set of meals and eat those on rotation until you get sick of them, then choose some new ones and do it again.

its not stupid if it works! our brains literally have a chemical deficiency. you are allowed to accommodate yourself. go forth and stop making your life more difficult than it has to be because "this shouldn't be this hard". it is hard, so make it easier.

[bookishscrolls]

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