#gonna be a long one

[navybrat817]

Lovelies, do I put on Triple Frontier for background noise first and then The Gentlemen? Or the other way around?

[dandorime]

IEYTAO3

ALSO AN EDIT: It's 2/4/24, and I am pleased to announce that there are FOUR chapters. ^u^

EDIT AGAIN: It's 1/28/24, and now there are THREE chapters. >:3

EDIT: It's 1/21/24, and now there are TWO chapters. :D I finally joined AO3 and got a chapter done, so everybody who said "@ me when you post it somewhere", this is your @. @definitelyunhingedagentphoenix @the-agency-archives @agent-sugarush

[dreaming-in-crimson]

[takingthehighwayhome]

Literally a min in and already an injury?!

[josiebelladonna]

woke up with a headache and my worst stomachache in months. i thought i was gonna throw up there for a bit but then i ate something and it helped a lot (plus, i took some headache medicine). i’ve got the yawns now but now i’m worried about my dog because she’s panting like crazy and she hasn’t eaten her breakfast yet. it’s only 12 o’clock on day one, too.

[oh-three]

Well, time to hope that today’s relaxation is enough to hold out on for a week, since my days off are usually in the latter half and I’m not getting another for this one.

[eggwishing]

I ONCE TRIED TO WASH THAT SCUFFED OLD THING WHILE HE WAS TAKING ONE OF HIS NAPS, BUT WHEN I TOOK IT OFF HE WAS WEARING ANOTHER IDENTICAL ONE UNDERNEATH! AND ANOTHER! I GOT THROUGH TEN MORE LAYERS OF THE SAME THING BEFORE HE WOKE UP. I WAS SO FRUSTRATED! WHERE DID HE EVEN GET THOSE FROM? THEY ALL EVEN HAD THE SAME STAINS!!

[egophiliac]

still ruminating over Lost In the Book With Spooky Skeletons Part 1, so here's a selection of some of my favorite little bits! (...some more loosely paraphrased than others) (I just feel like Idia has no room to criticize in general, okay)

anyway, I'm sure we're just going to have a fun time celebrating Halloween and nothing bad is going to happen whatsoever! :)

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[parisoonic]

Demo has had many careers - tattoo artist isn't one of them.

[sea-beam]

using action replay✨

[lesbiannieism]

i need 7+ seasons of dead boy detectives specifically to see the long-term payoff of charles putting a jar of bees in his bag

[skyartworkzzz]

Like The Other Ones

HI YES IM FINALLY DONE HOLY SHIT

OKAY SO this was based off on my own gameplay of COTL, I noticed that everytime Id put food orders in, Narinder would usually be the one to prepare them And honestly? We love a malewife in this house so I dig that for him, ma guy is a skilled cook <3

As I wrote down the dialogue, it just got deeper than I expected SO HERE YALL GO WITH A FULL ASS COMIC ABOUT THEIR RELATIONSHIP, ENJOY!!!!

This shit took me weeks Ill go recharge my soul now brb-

EDIT: I DECIDED TO PUT A UNDERCUT Tab so yall dont have to scroll too much in order to read and see other posts ure welcome 🤼‍♀️ <3

[chloesimaginationthings]

Jeremiah and Mike’s first conversation in FNAF 2

[kenchann]

king of snork mimimimimi-ing

[stitchywitchymermaid]

Here's what I needed, A kick in the pants.

I'm getting a divorce!

So in-between working a full time job, parenting a 3 year old, trying to fill out divorce papers, look for more jobs, a smaller house, a vehicle (since he broke mine and fucked it up even more by trying to fix it), a lawyer, and just everyday shit pile that is life in 2023....

There's no time to eat! And im running my ass off! And will need to get back into dating soon so even more motivation?! Fuck yeah.

I have got to say, even where I'm at now in this body, I keep getting asked out at work. Granted, its usually by men twice my age and once by a guy I did nothing to but chew him out. Should have kept him... he took that scolding with grace!

How the fuck does one date in their 30s, living in the middle of no where, with a toddler? Heavens im in for a trip!

Luck and tips welcome!