#honestly i've known them for 8 hours and i love them

[loudclan-clangen]

The song “Beautiful Little Fool” for Fiercestripe? Because I am not getting over her death. Listened to it and she was the first character to pop into my head.

You’re so right!

YES! Please do, I would love to see it!

The boring answer is that I've been drawing cats for a VERY long time. I think since I was 8 they have been the majority of what I drew. The less boring answer is you know the movie Spirit? It changed my life. It had a bonus video where one of the artists taught you how to draw Spirit himself and it was the singular thing that inspired me to start drawing (more likely possessed me). I think I must have been about two the first time I saw it because I cannot remember a time before I had that video memorized. I would spend hours sitting in front of that video (which was only like 10-15 minutes long) with a stack of papers just fully focused on perfectly following his instructions. I still think about that video to this day. Every time I draw legs the voice of James Baxter echoes through my mind. I don't know if that translates to why my cats are so beefy, I own a cat who is quite chonky, so that might contruibute to it, but now you have a fun fact about me regardless!

All of the heirs are chosen based on birth order! Whoever is born first gets to be heir. I personally find that making strict rules about stuff makes playing the game a lot easier for me, I find it stressful to try to pick a "good heir" when I don't know what's going to happen later in the game so to limit that I just let it be completely out of my hands. 2. The game rolled for Songpaw to become a medicine cat! I would have changed it if he was an only kit or probably if I had known that Dashpaw was gonna die, cause I was really stressed about losing my run at that point, but I do my best to write a story that makes the game make sense rather than change what the game gives me when possible. I think it helps me to not have much of a story in mind while I play, just noting down events and thoughts and then going back and piecing it all together afterwards. That way nothing can "go wrong". 3. "Heir-hood" only applies to the leaders. There is no expectation that Cavepaw will become a healer. When Weed dies that position will be open until someone wishes to volunteer for it. 4. Honestly I don't really know. This might spoil a little bit, of tension, but I truly never had that happen. I was SUPER worried about it and did a lot to make sure it wouldn't, but after a couple of generations you get to a point where almost everyone is descended from a leader at somepoint. (And also everyone is second cousins with each other but you know what there are some problems that you just have to live with.) I image the clan would look for an omen and just pick a new leader based off of that and start the process all over again. In my experience worst comes to worst just make sure you have a very accurate family tree and trace it back a couple of generations.

Thank you so much! I don't play with any mods for Loudclan, I'm too scared to lose saves to less than stable code. My favorite mod currently is Kori's Awoogen though! I just like to look at the beautiful art mostly. I use mass extinction as population control, so I turn it on and off based on how many cats I have. Two full pages is the upper limit of what I'm willing to deal with, so once a third page opens I turn mass extinction on and after an extinction happens I turn it back off. (also if I dip below 1 full page I turn unknown parents on until I'm back to two pages again). I've found after a couple of generations you can mostly stop worrying about it because the bloodlines have spread so far there's always someone who's a 6th great great cousin or something.

The game generated him Dashpelt! I probably would have picked Dashfoot to stick with the generated them of a boring suffix but to make more sense overall.

[konniesreality]

Hey Konnie, I'm going to share my success story with you.

So, for context, I've known about the void for I think over a year and I've been in the LOA community since I was 8. I've also had the most disgusting life all around especially when it came to my spiritual life but that's not important right now.

I've always been lazy when it came to the void, like on one hand I was like "Finally a method that guarantees success no matter what" but on the other hand I was like "Ugh, this is too much I don't feel like doing this right now" and kept making excuses. Because I knew about waking up in the Void State I'd go to bed and just fall asleep after listening to subliminals and affirming thinking that was going to do anything for ME personally. (P.S. just because it didn't work for me doesn't mean it won't work for you.) I did this for MONTHS and kept wondering why it wasn't working. Like I knew I was lazy but I just really couldn't bother at all...until recently.

I decided that I wanted to change and that I'd go back to the basics of the Void. I switched out the subliminals that I used before and created a fresh playlist. Link: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PLA_GYb1XT6i7XafhzWTNCnerDt1x9HOiz I simply worked on fulfilling myself internally and went within entirely. Then, two weeks ago I randomly decided to just "meditate" into the void. So, I just laid down, stayed still and RELAXED. I didn't even think about the Void, my attention was to simply relax and be. Eventually, I did relax to the point my body went slightly numb so I took it as a sign to start affirming for the Void. The affirmations I used are "I am" and "I am void". I started experiencing soooooooo many symptoms such as the floaty feeling, losing my senses, the darkness behind the eyes getting darker (I wanted my void to be pitch black hence why it got dark) also that really weird eye fluttery thing idk what that is called but yeah I had that too. I was literally spinning and my heart was about to jump out of my chest istg BUT I focused on my breathing and my affirmations.

Then the weirdest thing happened. Now, mind you, I've NEVER gotten this close to entering the Void IN MY ENTIRE LIFE. But I kid you not, I felt myself literally DETACH from my body, well I more felt it in my face/head because I couldn't feel my body but you get the point. Like I felt HOLLOW like WHAT. I was internally screaming and I started to smile because I was like "I'm finally entering the void after how long now." Buttttttt when I was literally five seconds away from entering the Void completely my lovely father came in the room to ask me something so I OBVIOUSLY snapped out. (Still salty btw) But I can tell you that I was 90% in the Void and they weren't lying about feeling pure bliss and happiness and feeling calm as well as being one with yourself because I felt it too. And when I "got out" I felt SO SMUG cause I was like, I finally figured out what method works best for me AND I know when and how to do it.

So, my directions in case you want to try it out.

Go to bed around 30 minutes - 1 hour earlier. Or do it when you're going to take a nap, but it works best for me at night. Also, make sure your eyes are like slightly burning, not ask why just trust me. but not to the point it's watering just enough to make sure you're a little sleepy and will make you relax easier because I find that works best.

2. Then, relax your body and allow all thoughts to float by, don't pay any attention to it. Also, focus on your breathing. (You can do breathing techniques but I just went with a slow but natural pace of breathing, for me of course)

3. ANY SYMPTOMS IGNORE THEM ALL!! It may be hard but honestly, it's kind of like ignoring someone when they talk shit- bad example but you knowww. Just focus on breathing and affirmations here.

4. Make sure to affirm when you are ready, trust me you will know because it'll be like a gut feeling. Or when you feel really relaxed like you're in a tropical paradise or something just start to affirm. Also, I would imagine things that I'd be doing in my hr (home reality) because affirming is kinda boring after a while so I interchanged them.

And that's about it, I think the important thing to take away here is to do what works FOR YOU. If you know that this method doesn't work for you but you saw it works for me, that is not an invitation to change your method. Also, remember always that the void IS YOU, it will not exist without you so don't put it on a pedestal. You got this always and have fun living your dream life. You were born a master of the void so no excuses.

Also that new subliminal that you made is LITERALLY the only sub I use now and it's BOMB. But I obviously linked my playlist bc I used to use it.

OMG IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU!! Thank you so much for using my subliminal and most importantly sharing your success! It’s the truth! Find what works for you and R E L A X I know you will get in again!! TSYM for linking the playlist too! 💕💗💗

[stellarspecter]

stwg daily prompt 4/10/24: guitar

1.8k, steddie, modern au, guitar teacher eddie/guitar student steve (+ dustin as steve's brother)

so this is literally just me giving eddie my exact job and letting the plot bunnies do as they may. will be up on ao3 in a day or two once i've had time to look it over and think of a title but here it is! divider graphic by @saradika-graphics

“Let’s try that verse again, okay? 5, 6, 7, 8…” 

The little girl in front of Eddie plays with the utmost concentration, her little brow scrunched up as she tries to switch to a D chord. 

“It’s our little triangle, remember? On the — good, exactly,” Eddie nods and keeps strumming. “And to C, slide down to the first fret… 1, 2, 3, to E minor, yep, 1, 2, 3, 4.” The last notes fade into the slightly stale air of the practice room. “Good job! You did a lot better with your chord transitions this time. We’re about out of time for today, but try and practice that verse and chorus at home, okay? And then we’ll see about that bridge next week,” he tells her.

She nods with a big gummy smile. “Okay!” Eddie helps her put her guitar back in its case and walks her back out to the little waiting area they have behind the lessons desk. It’s honestly a little cramped, but before they hired him, he hadn’t even known that Guitar Center offered lessons at all, so it makes sense. He sends the girl off with her parents and a promise to practice every day before he slides behind the desk to check his schedule for his next student.

Usually he has a half hour gap on Wednesdays that he uses to practice for his band or chat with his coworkers, but today there’s a new name on the schedule: Steve Harrington.

“Huh,” he mutters. His manager hadn’t mentioned any new sign-ups to him. Maybe it was from online? With a shrug, he settles in to wait for the guy to show up. It’s 5:57, so he’s still got a few minutes.

After a minute or two of dicking around on his phone, someone calls out, “Hey, Eddie!”

He looks up to find his 6:30 student standing in front of him, an excitable kid named Dustin Henderson. He’s fun to chat with, and Eddie looks forward to his lessons — especially since it’s an opportunity to get yet another young mind hooked on metal. Sure, he’ll play and teach whatever is required, but he’ll never forget his one true love.

“Henderson,” Eddie responds, standing up and leaning against the pillar bracketing the desk. “You know your lesson is in half an hour, right?”

“I know!” He replies, chipper as ever. “I’m after him!” He jerks a thumb back behind him, and Eddie finally notices the most beautiful man he’s ever seen standing behind Dustin.

Dear god. If this is his new student, he’s absolutely fucked.

“Hi,” the man says, extending a hand when it becomes clear Eddie is incapable of forming words. “I’m Steve.”

Eddie forces himself to act normal and grabs his hand, shooting him a smile that he hopes comes off as confident. “Eddie,” he replies. “Munson. I play guitar.”

“I’d sure hope so,” Steve jokes, eyes dancing, and Eddie is fuuuuucked. Completely and absolutely. How is he going to be able to be alone with him in a tiny practice room for a whole half hour? 

“Well, you’re in luck,” Eddie says, kind of operating on autopilot while his brain reboots. “It’s. Guitar Center.” He mentally facepalms and claps his hands together, spinning and walking them back towards the practice rooms. “So, Steve, what brings you here on this fine day? Are you Dustin’s… dad?”

Usually, his mom is the one to drive him and wait in the lobby, but it’s not out of the question that Steve could be his stepdad or something, with their different surnames. He seems around Eddie’s age, but maybe he’s just into milfs or something? 

He can’t be single. The universe is never that kind to Eddie.

Dustin bursts out laughing. “My dad? Dude, he’d had to have had me at like, twelve!”

Eddie flushes. “Well, I don’t know!”

“He’s my brother.” Steve swoops in and saves him from embarrassment. “The Hendersons took me in when I was sixteen, that’s why we have different last names.”

Eddie nods. “Oh, cool. So I assume Dustin got you to take lessons too?”

Steve laughs a little, just when Eddie thought he could finally cope with his unearthly beauty, the dick. “Yeah, he’s dead set on us starting a family band or something. I told him I could just dust off my piano skills, but he insisted. Little twerp.” He goes to ruffle his brother’s hair, and Dustin expertly ducks — clearly a common occurrence in their household.

“Cool,” Eddie says again. “Well, you ready to get started?” 

Steve nods, and Dustin goes to look around the store and mess with the DJ equipment. 

“So, you said you played piano? How long ago was that?” Eddie asks as he ushers him into the practice room.

“Oh, years and years. My parents made me take lessons when I was a kid, stopped in middle school, so it’d have to be… ten years or something now? Eleven? Jesus, I’m getting old,” Steve answers.

Eddie laughs. “Oh, trust me, I get it. Every time I say I’ve been playing guitar for over a decade a little part of me dies.” They share a laugh as they both get situated on their matching stools and guitars on their laps. “So that’s a little bit about me, that I’ve been playing for over a decade. I didn’t go to school for music or anything, but I’m in a metal band in my free time, and I like to think I have a pretty good understanding of music theory and techniques after all this time, so don’t worry, you’re in good hands.” It’s easier than he’d expected to slip into his practiced first lesson spiel, but he’s still hyper-focused on Steve’s reactions, taking in every hint of a smile. “I’m actually self-taught, so I learned basically by just watching YouTube tutorials and spending a lot of time on Ultimate Guitar,” Eddie explains with a wry smile. 

“That’s really cool,” Steve says, impressed. “I could never do that.”

“Well, that’s what I’m here for, right?” It’s a familiar back and forth to Eddie. Maybe he can do this. “I like to run my lessons the same way — instead of learning some random two-measure exercises from a book, we learn songs that you want to learn, and through that we can learn some new chords and strumming patterns and techniques. How does that sound?”

“Perfect,” Steve says. “That was always the worst part of piano lessons. The music was so boring.” His nose wrinkles in distaste.

“Awesome,” Eddie says, and pulls out his phone, already open to his notes app. “So, what kind of music do you want to learn?”

“Uh.” Steve pauses. “I, uh, I listen to a lot of, um, pop? And, like, indie? Kind of just top forty radio type stuff.” 

Eddie nods as he writes that down. “Cool, cool. Any artists or songs in particular? Or just pop as a whole?”

“I dunno,” Steve admits. “I like most of the popular stuff. Oh, there’s this one artist my friend has been getting me into — Chappell Roan?”

“Nice,” Eddie responds, somehow managing to keep from jumping with joy that he might actually have a chance with this guy if he listens to gay people music. 

“You don’t… mind?” Steve asks hesitantly. Eddie looks up at him, confused. “I just mean, you don’t exactly look like you would love all that girly pop music.” He waves a hand at Eddie’s Metallica shirt, ripped jeans, and patch-covered vest. 

Eddie shrugs. “Well, maybe, but it’s my job. You wouldn’t believe the amount of Swifties I’ve got, I couldn’t avoid it if I wanted to. And I mean, it is pretty catchy,” he concedes, if only to see Steve smile again. “And,” he continues, “even better, really easy to play.”

“Oh, good,” Steve laughs.

Eddie pockets his phone and reaches for his folder, taking out a sheet of empty chord diagrams. “So usually for a first lesson, we just learn a few basic chords, and then get started with our first full song next week, sound good?”

Steve nods. “Yep.”

“Great.” Eddie sets the sheet on the stand in front of them and pencils in two little dots on the first diagram. “Here’s our first chord. This is called an E minor. You wanna put your first finger on the second string…”

He goes on to teach Steve an E minor chord, then a C chord, then a G chord, and by the time they’re done learning D, Eddie thinks that Steve’s fingers are going to haunt his dreams. He’s not mad about it. Just sad that he won’t be able to see them in person again for a whole week.

They make their way through the lesson, stumbling from one chord to another, but by the end of the thirty minutes, Steve is already doing pretty well with his chord transitions. Eddie’s honestly impressed. He drops him off in the lobby and exchanges him for Dustin, who is bouncing up and down with excitement.

“How was he,” he bursts out as soon as the door is closed.

Eddie snorts. “He was good. Just learned a few chords.”

Dustin waits expectantly. “And?”

“And what?”

“And how was he! Like, was he excited? Did you have a good time? Are you guys gonna be friends now?” 

Eddie rolls his eyes fondly and takes a seat. Technically, he’s not supposed to be actual friends with students, or even talk with them outside of work, but with Dustin and now Steve, they don’t feel like paying customers so much as friends he’s doing a favor for. “He was good. I’m sure he’ll tell you in the car on the way home.”

Dustin groans. “Come on.”

“You come on. You better have been practicing, show me what you’ve been doing.”

With that, Dustin drags himself to his seat, and the lesson goes great from there, both of them distracted from Steve by the intricacies of Stairway to Heaven.

When he brings Dustin out, he’s almost taken off guard by Steve waiting for them. In just half an hour, he’d already forgotten his stunning resemblance to a Greek god. It’s honestly unfair for his memory to do that to him. 

“Hey,” Steve greets them. “Had a good lesson?”

“Obviously,” Dustin scoffs.

“He did great today,” Eddie tells him, “And so did you. Just remember to practice, alright? Gotta build that muscle memory.”

Dustin rolls his eyes, too used to hearing it, but Steve nods enthusiastically. “Yeah, of course. See you next week?”

It’s a simple phrase. He says it every day. It’s a contractual obligation that yes, he will see them next week. But when Steve says it, it feels like a promise. Eddie can’t wait to fulfill it.

“Yeah,” he breathes, mesmerized by the way the fluorescent lights bring out the green in Steve’s eyes. “See you next week.”

Steve smiles and turns to leave, picking his way through the aisles of musical miscellany. Eddie can already hear Dustin interrogating him about his lesson. He leans back against the wall with only one thought in his mind: only seven days until he gets to see Steve Harrington again. 

He’ll be counting every single one.

[dodgeballstuckonthegymceiling]

Hey, could you do a rottmnt boys with a dragon yokai S/O who's roughly 8' foot, really tough scales, and is a bit of an older sister/mom friend.

Thanks, I love everything you do ❤️💙💜🧡

Thank you for the kind words :)

I've already done 2012 Leo with a dragon Reader, check it out if you want!

Raph, Leo, Donnie and Mikey x dragon yokai Reader

Raph

★ Canonically Raph is six feet tall, so you are taller than him by two feet. The hight difference between the two of you makes him blush. He's not used to being around someone who is taller than him.

★ He's always had to be the responsible one in his family so giving someone to share that burden is a godsend. The first time you showed concern over him getting hurt he froze up because he didn't know what to do.

★ Don't even get me started on when you clean up after him. He feels really bad about making a mess but with his size it is unavoidable, it's something that you both know well.

★ I like the trope of dragons hoarding treasure but imagen your "treasure" being stuffed animals. Hear me out. Just think about him walking into your home expecting it to be full of treasure. Only to see a literal mountain of stuffies in front of him. He'd be smitten.

★ Mom friend head cannons! (Might have repeated some stuff)

Leo

★ Lord knows that this guy needs a mom friend to keep him in line. Remember the episode where he continuesly eats poison? When you found out you dragged him to his room by the tails of his mask and lectured him for about a hour.

★ He's a little scared of you, not gunna lie. Leo would never admit it though. If anyone in his family found out they all would start threatening to invite you over when he's back on his bullshit.

★ He pushes every button you have but it's worth it because he would give up anything for you. And you would do the same. The things you put up with in the name of love....

Donnie

★ At first he hated it when you motherd him. He doesn't need to be babied! Honestly he only hates it because it's a blow to his bad boy image. Later when you start to date he can't get enough, just as long as his family isn't in the room.

★ He has a bad boy image to maintain, so don't try to dote on him in public. If you do you will get a death glare because he can't bring himself to push you away.

★ Similar to 2012 Leo you gotta hide your mystical valuables from him. But unlike Leo's 2012 counterpart he doesn't want to give them back two there original owner. He wants to study any/all mystical items you have.

Mikey

★ Big lady! Please carry him when he doesn't want to get up. The only person who has been able to carry him in the past 5 years is Raphael. He does the grabby hands thing and everything to try and get you to pick him up.

★ The size difference between the two of you is great because you always end up being big spoon while cuddling. This includes making massive pillow forts in the lair to binge watch shows and have lazy days in.

★ He practices drawing dragons in a traditional Japanese art style (also known as ryu or tatsu). Your figure is really unique and it inspires him to draw more inhuman characters.

★ Although he loves it when you pick him up, it can be very scary when you fly high up with him. It takes him awhile to warm up to it, pretty funny considering his future self floats. (that's basically flying, right?)

[sanjisluvbot]

Isekai Yandere Strawhats x Black Fem Reader 13

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Riddled with nerves you looked into his eyes trying to search for an answer that wouldn't break his heart. Law had been so sweet and kind to you, and you began to tear up knowing that he may not feel the same after you've told him.

" What's wrong Y/N?" He spoke moving a small curl from your face.

" Law what I am about to say is unforgivable, and I want to start off y saying I apologize and I should've been smarter and-"

you let out a sharp breath and wiped the tears that began to fall from your eyes. If you were going to do this you were going to do it right no matter what happened afterwards.

" When Zoro dragged me off to talk we kissed, back when everything between me and the strawhats was still normal Zoro and I had gotten pretty close. I was weak for a moment but that doesn't excuse what I've done and If you want to break up and not help me anymore."

It felt like you had moved a mountain. There were no more secrets and guilt, but looking at Law's reaction there were other things to worry about rather than feeling so gleeful about telling him you cheated.

His hands loosed around your waist and you could see the very visible anger on his face. He let out a huff and pulled you close, his eyes softened and he gently cradled your face before kissing your cheek.

" Y/N I honestly should be more upset at you but I'm not, we haven't known each other as long as you've known him and I can tell you're sorry about it."

That was all it took for you to shatter in his arms. You have been dragged through hell since you got here and in the last few weeks, you'd been walking on eggshells around people you once loved. This world seemed like a complete fantasy where you can come and go whenever you pleased, little did you know you would be fighting for your right to be with your own family.

Law was a breath of fresh air, you thought he would completely just turn on you. For him to tell you that he wasn't upset made every wall you put up come crashing down, there was nothing you wouldn't do for him at this point.

He cradled you in his arms and let you soak his shirt in your pent up tears, he knew you were utterly exhausted. Law wasn't angry at you for many reasons, the main one being that he was in your exact shoes at one point in his life, he knew that he couldn't hold anger for a woman who was doing all she could to survive in a world she knew little to nothing about.

You cried for what felt like hours and somewhere in between Law had gotten you to lay in his bed and you were finally able to calm down.

" Are you feeling better now?" He spoke handing you a tissue.

You nodded grabbing the tissue and wiping away the dried tears leaving you with a red nose and tired damp eyes. He smiled at you and sat beside you running his hand through your messy curls.

" Listen I'll get you some clothes to change into and you can rest some more, I'll come get you if the Strawhats come or when dinner is ready."

After you changed and crawled back into bed you realized how soft the sheets were and how cozy his blanket was and you rolled yourself into a cocoon. This was the first time you finally felt like you can rest without worrying about someone peaking over your shoulder.

While you rested Law gathered his crew and began doing what he was best at, strategizing. The heart pirates meshed together well, Law created the perfect team and they bounced ideas off one another with ease.

“ Captain the main issue is separating Y/N from the StrawHats completely. It was a nightmare when we first met her, I don’t think it will be any easier on Wano.” Shachi spoke up.

“ Yeah it was only half an hour before they went on a full search for her.” Penguin added.

The other chimed in agreeing, some disagreeing but ultimately they were able to conclude that their best advantage was the straw hats being even more separated when they got to Wano.

“ I can talk to Y/N-ya about convincing them, although this might be harder after what she told me earlier.” Law announced.

Law decided to reveal most of what you told him earlier but he decided to save your pride and tell his crew the kiss was one sided. This brought more conflict but everyone knew their main issue would be Zoro and, most likely Robin if she even got a whiff of a plan.

Law left his crew to chat amongst themselves. Soon as he was far enough he used his power and appeared in front of you, you were still snuggled in his blanket and the sight of you made his heart race.

It was in character for Law to be weak for cute things but this attraction to you drew him in by the collar. He sat at the foot of the bed watching the little movements you made while a war silently raged in his mind.

He liked you. He knew he did, every moment you spent together- even when you lie on his bed dreaming about who knows what he enjoyed it. You were this amazing otherworldly being that was unraveling out of the same web he was trapped in.

This newfound infatuation confused him, it’s not the first time he had a crush or been attracted to someone but, it just felt like so much more.

Hours later you woke up to darkness. You were dazed and confused till you heard the wild commotion happening outside the room. The voices were loud and they all meshed together being indistinguishable however, you knew very well who would was now on the ship.

Your �� crew ” was here for you, and it reminded you how short bliss had been over the last few months. You rolled your eyes and marched up to the door mentally preparing for what waits behind.

It was deja vu.

Your heart raced just as it did when Luffy found his way into your world, your home, the place where you lay your head to sleep at night. Your hand trembled on the knob and suddenly the voices stopped, the only sound you could hear was your erratic breathing and that strange buzz in your head.

“ Y/N… are you going to keep listening from the other side of the door?”

A/N: this is long overdue, you know when I started this page I didn’t think I would have writers block bc I used this as my way to escape from things going on in my life but wow… I’ve been trying to write this chapter for ages, I think it’s mostly bc I’m trying to figure out how to end the story and not drag it too much lol. Love you guys <3 thanks for almost 300

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[emetoandotherthings]

The Teachers' Curse

A/N: Honestly this is the first thing I've written in so so so long.. I don't really even know where it came from but 🤷‍♀️ Also apologies cause there's a lot of build up, but suck it if you don't like it. Just cause they're so wonderful I'm dedicating this to @lickstynine and @its-a-goddamn-heartbreak

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         The teachers’ curse. That’s what they’d all joked about in uni. The last week of term and the first week of the holidays – rule them out because with everything that needed done, you’d be exhausted and every bug, virus and eager bacteria comes after you. Jude had laughed about it with all the rest, until his probationary year began.

         After 8 weeks, October had brought a tired, run down feeling; December heralded a cold – but then, who didn’t get a cold in December? Jude was beginning to think that it was a whole load of rubbish, until he had to content with a 13 week term, coinciding with a pedagogical enquiry and a final profile to prove that he was actually good enough to be a teacher.

         With only 7 school days to go until the Easter holidays, Jude woke up with conjunctivitis – all scratchy and inflamed. He’d ended up with drops that Eden almost had to pin him down to put in, and forced to wear his glasses for the entire week.

         With 5 days left, a throbbing incessant pain in his ear had made itself known as his class worked with the percussion music specialist. The rest of the day, he’d felt like someone was trying to sharpen a pencil inside his ear canal. By 3pm, the glands in his neck had blown up and swallowing was a challenge. Eden had dragged him to the emergency out of hours doctor and the result was a 3 day course of antibiotics. Jude tried to laugh it off as just one of those things, but secretly he wondered whether it was the teacher’s curse creeping up on him. At least he’d be finished the antibiotics by Friday and would be able to have a drink in the evening when the holidays arrived.

         The thrumming had faded to a stop over the next few days, along with the sandpaper scratch in his throat and the only thing that lingered was a tiredness that made it almost impossible to drag himself out of bed on Friday morning.

         “Last day!” Eden’s voice was far too cheery for so early in the morning.

         “Thank the Lord…” Jude sighed, rubbing both hands over his face as he placed both feet firmly on the carpet. Eden was packing books the size of paving slabs into his backpack.

         “I’m in lab today,” he explained, as Jude dragged a shirt over his shoulders. “I’ll try to be back for you getting home – first evening of the holidays!”

         “I am very much looking forward to being back in bed…” It was just 6 hours – then he’d be done, he’d have some downtime. It’s not that he didn’t love teaching – he did! He loved the kids, hearing their stories, seeing their learning click into place like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle… but anyone who claimed working with children was easy definitely hadn’t spent time with 30 at once.

         Last days were a grand waste of time. For start, nearly one quarter of his class were absent; the rest were as mad as a box of frogs – unable to settle to anything for longer than five minutes. Jude was only glad that it stayed dry so the afternoon was filled with spare part outdoor learning; an activity which required supervision, but not a great deal of teaching or attention. He was only too pleased when the bell to end the day rang, and he could wave goodbye to his learned for the next two weeks. Jude had sat at his desk for nearly 10 whole minutes just willing himself to move before he geared himself up to go home.

         He was determined to only make one trip from his car to the flat, so he clambered up the stairs with three bags trying to pull his arms from his sockets. He was struggling to get the keys from his pocket when the front door swung open from the inside.

         “Jude!” Eden looked scandalised at the number of bags his boyfriend was carrying; he swooped forwards and grabbed some of them.

         “Eden…” He hadn’t expected him to be home. “I thought you’d still be in labs.”

         “It’s your first evening of the holidays!” Eden strained under the weight of the tote bags. “I wanted to spend some time with you.”

         “I’m not sure I’ll be that great company,” Jude answered, dumping the last of his bags into their hallway.

         “Oh shush,” Eden said, disappearing into their kitchen. “I was more thinking…” His voice continued from the kitchen and he re-appeared at the doorframe, two beers clutched in his hand. “A drink, a takeaway and some Netflix… No lesson plans, no profile – just relaxing.” Eden was holding out the bottle of beer, a quarter of lime squeezed into its neck.

         “Sometimes you’re the most beautiful thing on the planet,” Jude couldn’t stop the smile spreading across his face, accepting the beer bottle.

         “Only sometimes?” Eden’s eyebrows disappeared up under his fringe.

         “Always,” Jude sighed. “Sorry…” Eden grabbed Jude’s free hand and dragged him into the living room; he’d brought several blankets and pillows into the room. “Oh, Eden…”

         “I thought we could make a bit of a nest,” Eden suggested, “food, drinks, not having to move…”

         “What did I do to deserve you?” Jude mused as Eden pulled him to the sofa, noticing that Eden’s cheeks had flushed pink. “Thank you.”

         Jude had barely drunk half of his beer before he dozed off, his head lolling backwards against the sofa and the beer bottle tipping forward precariously. Eden gently extricated it from Jude’s hands and let him sleep – he needed it.

         Jude’s head was heavy as he woke up, he felt sluggish and groggy; he opened his eyes and stretched. Eden was curled next to him, a book in his lap.

         “Sorry,” he muttered, rubbing his hands across his face. “How long have I been asleep?”

         “About an hour and a half,” he put his book on the arm of the sofa and stretched his arm around Jude’s shoulder. Jude loved how well he fit into the crook of Eden’s shoulder. “I ordered food, it’ll be here soon.”

         “You’re an angel,” Jude said; he was so tired he didn’t feel like eating, but he would – if only to make Eden happy. He grabbed his beer from the table and took a swig, it didn’t taste as good lukewarm, but that was his fault for falling asleep.

         “Food’s here,” Eden announced, his phone buzzing to let him know the delivery driver was at the door. “Do you want another beer?”

         “Why not?” Jude shrugged, he felt bad – Eden was doing so much for him, yet he couldn’t help but feel the only thing he wanted to do was crawl into bed. He tried to waken himself up a bit, sitting up straighter and stretching his arms above his head.

         “Here you go,” Eden reappeared, carrying some pizza boxes and more beers. He set down one of the boxes in Jude’s lap before settling beside him.

         “Aaw, you even got pineapple on mine!” Jude smiled as he opened the lid of his box.

         “I thought I could allow for your transgression just this once,” Eden opened his own pizza. “I’m starving, I don’t know what it is about labs that always makes me so hungry.” He pulled a slice of his pizza up and devoured it hungrily. “Oh, and I’ve got cookie dough for afters.”

         “You’re amazing,” Jude grinned, though even the muscles of his cheeks felt tired.

         “Come on,” Eden nodded towards Jude’s pizza. “Tuck in.”

         Jude managed three quarters of his pizza before he felt the strain of his waistband against his stomach. He wanted more, it tasted so good and he felt more awake than he had since he got home. He swigged more of his beer as he rested the pizza box on the table and leaned back into the pillows and blankets surrounding it.

         “Man, I’ve got a food baby,” he rubbed his hand over his stomach.

         “Me too,” Eden replied. He’d finished all of his own pizza and had curled his arm around Jude’s shoulder again.

         “Shut up!” Jude joked, scanning up and down Eden’s slim frame. “I don’t know where you put it!”

         “I dunno,” Eden shrugged, “perks of having a fast metabolism.”

         “If only!”

         “You’re perfect just as you are,” Eden said; and then they were kissing. It was warm and soft, and Jude loved the way they fit together, as though they’d been made that way. When they split, Jude stayed closed to Eden, he felt like home. “Right,” Eden spoke after a while, “let’s put something on to watch, you choose.” He handed across the remote.

         “Anything?” Jude asked.

         “Anything you want,” Eden smiled.

         Jude’s eyes were drooping, even though he was the one who’d chosen the drama they were both watching. He’d finished off his beer but now his mouth was feeling oddly dry; his waistband was still digging into his stomach and that discomfort was beginning to radiate deeper than his skin. He could get up and change, but that felt like too much of an effort.

         Yet as the time ticked by, and the first episode turned into the second, Jude’s attention was even less on the tv and much more on how the discomfort from his waistband had turned into a weird bubbly ache in the pit of his belly. It felt rather like the time he’d gone sailing and despite the calm water his insides had been sloshing around with every moment. A cold, goosebump sensation kept cropping up on his exposed arms. He tried to shuffle himself on the sofa, wanting to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling, but the movement only served to make him feel worse. He slid the empty beer bottle in between the arm of the sofa and cushion and rested his now free hand onto his belly. It felt soft underneath his hand, but he could still feel the bugle of his full stomach. He took a few deep breaths and tried to surreptitiously move the waistband of his trousers, hoping that would give him some relief.

         It didn’t. In fact, it got worse. From the slightly sloshy, swishy feeling, it progressed into a more churning sensation – like his stomach had been set to spin cycle. He slowly tried to massage his fingers into his flesh, but the ache gurgled and deepened. Jude thought he’d done a good job of hiding it, until Eden raised his eyebrows and fixed him with a strange look.

         “Are you okay?” He asked, his hand straying towards the remote.

         “Yeah, yeah,” Jude lied, but with one look he could tell Eden knew he was lying. “I dunno, I guess, I feel a bit… queasy.” Almost as soon as he said it, his stomach burbled under his hand. “I’m probably just tired.” He wanted to pass it off as nothing, but the discomfort was growing with every passing second. Eden grabbed the remote and paused the tv, he sat up straighter and seemed to survey Jude. Then he stretched out his hand and pressed it against Jude’s forehead.

         “You don’t feel warm,” he said quietly, frowning slightly. “Hang on…” Eden hoisted himself from the sofa and padded across to the main light; Jude blinked as the light turned on. “You’re a bit pale,” he commented, “maybe we should have an early night?”

         “You wouldn’t mind?” Jude asked quickly. “It’s just, you’ve gone to such an effort…”

         “Jude, if bed is where you need to be, then I’m happy to be there with you,” Eden answered, sounding so genuine that Jude could have cried. “And we can have cookie dough for breakfast.”

         “Thank you,” he said, sighing.

         “Come on then,” Eden crossed to the tv and switched it off, before turning off the lamps one by one. Jude shuffled forwards to the edge of the sofa, but as he moved a rush of heat swept across his body and his stomach twisted in such an uncomfortable manner that he froze where he was perched. He took deep steadying breaths, not liking the sudden shift. “Jude?”

         “H-ulp!” The hiccup burst from his lips before he could stop it, and he couldn’t stop the groan that followed or the way his hand had gone to his stomach.

         “Jude?” There was a sense of urgency in Eden’s voice now; he’d crossed the room in a few strides and was kneeling to the side of him, his hand resting on Jude’s knee. “Jude?”

         “Oh god…” Jude groaned. “I don’t feel well Ede…”

         “What’s wrong? Tell me,” Eden’s voice was a comfort, but the spin cycle in his belly seemed to have reached terminal velocity.

         “My – my stomach,” Jude muttered, trying hard not to open his mouth too wide.

         “D’you feel sick?” Eden asked. “Shall I get a bucket?” Jude squeezed his eyes shut, inhaling and exhaling through his nose.

         “Mmmn, no,” Jude shook his head slightly. “Jus’ give me a minute, I’ll be fine.” But nothing felt further from the truth, the sweeps of cold and hot alternating with rapidity.

         “Are you sure?” Eden didn’t sound sure at all, but he squeezed Jude’s knee gently. Jude didn’t reply, he was far too busy willing his stomach to stop clenching in such a disconcerting way. He didn’t know how long he’d spent just trying to breathe, until he felt hot liquid creeping up the back of his throat – and at that point, he felt the inevitability of it.

         “’m gonna throw up,” he managed to force the words out.

         “Right, I’m getting a bucket,” Eden said firmly.

         “No – no,” Jude reached his hand and grabbed Eden’s to stop him moving. “Help me – to the toilet…”

         “Jude, it’d be easier…” Eden refuted, but Jude was already pushing himself up, his free hand cradling his belly. “Okay,” Eden grabbed Jude’s arm to support him, as his legs had the same quality as a newly born foal.

         “Oh god,” Jude slurred, the movement had made everything ten times worse. His stomach contracted and he felt the rush of liquid barrelling up his throat. He slapped his hand to his mouth, hoping to prevent what he knew was coming. “Hmmmllk!” The heave was so strong that Jude lurched forwards.

         “Jude!” Eden’s tone was anxious as he began to pull Jude more forcefully. Jude’s head was swimming, all he could focus on was keeping the contents of his stomach down.

         “Hmmrrk!” The next heave was stronger, and Jude felt liquid hit the back of his teeth, his cheeks puffing out dramatically. He fought to swallow, they were nearly at the bathroom – he had to make it. Jude felt his chest tighten and his stomach squeezing more powerfully, he tried to force his feet to move faster but his legs had lost the ability to be useful in movement.

         “H’kkrrrk!” Jude had no power over his own body anymore, it was doing what it needed to do. His legs had crumbled under the weight, Eden’s hand had released as he fell and he scrambled forwards, but not quickly enough.

         “H’kkkkrrrgggllll’uuuuurrrrggglll!” A spray of warm, bitter liquid burst from Jude’s lips, coating the toilet seat and splashing onto the floor. He had to ignore it, pulling himself closer to the toilet bowl, disregarding that he was kneeling in his own vomit. He’d barely had a second, hardly enough time to draw breath, before his stomach contracted again. “B’hhhrrkk-luuurrrk!”  It came with such force that the puke hit the back of the toilet seat and sent splashes back into Jude’s face.

         “Oh Jude,” Eden’s voice came back into focus, Jude hadn’t realised that all he had heard previous was the rebellion of his own body.

         “Urgh,” Jude groaned, learning forwards to his hands pressed on the cold tiles of the bathroom floor. He could still feel his stomach contracting, gearing up for the next assault. “S-sorry…” He choked, his voice thin.

         “Jude, don’t be silly,” Eden brushed Jude’s hair away from his eyes, then placed his hand in between Jude’s shoulder blades. This simple action seemed to signal the start of the next round.

         “Hrrrr’uuuullllkrrrrggggll!” A wave of thick, bitter liquid forced up his throat and flowed forcefully into the toilet bowl. He could taste the hops of the beer and the tang of the pineapple, and this made him retch harder.

         “Oh Jude,” Eden rubbed Jude’s back firmly, feeling the muscles tense under his touch. “You should have said you were feeling this bad.”

         “Wasn’t-“ Jude choked, spitting in order to try and rid his mouth of the taste. “Hit me all at – hrrk – once!”

         “Here,” Eden retrieved a cloth and ran it under the tap, before kneeling down next to Jude and wiping gently at his face. It was something so simple, but it nearly brought tears to Jude’s eyes. “It’s okay,” Eden’s words were soothing, “it’ll be alright…”

         “Feel – hrrk – awful…” Jude spit the saliva pooling in his mouth out, but that gave way to another heave that brought up a further wave of sick.

         “You’ll feel better when it’s out,” Eden reassured him, rubbing his back again.

         “Urrghh…” Jude groaned, his knees were beginning to protest being pressed against the cold tile floor; he tried to re-adjust himself, kneeling back and straightening up. His body didn’t like this, sending more sick charging up his throat and splashing into the water of the toilet bowl. “Pineapple doesn’t – hllk – taste as good on its way up…”

         “Glad to see you’ve not lost your sense of humour,” Eden quipped dryly.

         “Not the only thing I’ve lost,” he muttered. He was hoping this was a lull; his stomach wasn’t straining and contracting now, all he could feel was a slow churn in his gut.

         “You feeling better?” Eden knelt down beside him, brushing a hair away from his face. “You’re not as ghostly pale anymore.”

         “Think – for a bit…” Jude answered, he put his hand gently to his stomach – it didn’t feel quite as tender as before. “Not sure I’m completely – finished…” The last word hung slowly in the air.

         “But just now?” Eden asked and Jude gave a tiny nod. “Right, for now, let’s get you cleaned up and into bed.”

         “But –“ Jude started, but Eden cut him off.

         “I’ll get a bucket, put it next to the bed,” Eden’s words were so self-assured that Jude had to listen to him. “We’ll get you in something comfy and tucked up so you can rest.”

         “Okay,” Jude agreed, there was no point in arguing with a determined Eden.

         “For some reason, I don’t think we’ll be having cookie dough for breakfast,” Eden chuckled.

         The mention of food made Jude heave dryly again; he gulped down some air and shook his head: “No, I think not…”

[olomaya]

Hey, I love all your mods! They bring a whole lot of stuff into the game and honestly it transforms my game! I do have a concern though. I tried out the toddler food mod, and I fed my toddler on a playtable, but they never finished the food, even after 5 in game hours and I couldn't cancel the action que, so I had to reset them. Is there any way to fix it? I do have other mods, so maybe this could be the cause?

Hi and thanks! Yes, this is a known issue I've encountered as well so it's not just you. I have to isolate the cause but the interim fix is to reset either the food plate or the table itself and then have your toddler go back to it and that fixes it.

I've jotted it down for the next Activity Table update to fix it.

You need be at level 8 Peteran Skill to ask for church donations. Also, ugh, I hate that it shows up as "Shakedown Funds" in the job UI. Need to find an alternative to that.

[mysecretlittlelibrary]

Battle Of The Knights Alt Ending 3: And The Winner Is Marc

Pairing: Moonknight trio x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: technically none still but Jake is a bit volatile here

Genre: fluff, what else would it be

Summary: "So let me get this straight, you all like me, so you each want to take me on a date and let me decide what to do after?" You can't believe the words you're hearing even as you repeat them back.

What happens when the relationships you've built with Marc and his two alters are turned on their heads by a proposition that is anything but simple? How can they expect you to risk blowing up the carefully crafted dynamic you've worked so hard to create? And why do you agree to such an insane suggestion?

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You didn't really need to ask for three weeks to consider things. You knew the moment Marc left your apartment who you were going to choose. Hell, you might've known before this whole thing started honestly. It's why you had them go in the order you did. You've always cared for Marc in a way you didn't want to admit even to yourself, but everyone deserved a fair shot. You didn't want your less than simple feelings for Marc to win out by default. You love Jake and Steven and genuinely believed one of them could sweep you off your feet unexpectedly, but not if Marc went first. Even with your efforts, even though you enjoyed your dates with all of them, Marc wormed his way into your heart long before Steven and Jake could, there was no question about that. Still, you waited over a week to message them. Even if your decision was made before you'd even fallen asleep that day, you didn't want them to think you were rushing the choice. You weren't, you'd been thinking about it since this all started, pros and cons lists for each date are scattered about your desk to prove just that.

Hey guys, I've made a decision.

You send the text before you can talk yourself out of it.

Great! I'm at work right now, but if you'd like to swing by this evening we can discuss it! I get off at 5 :) -Steven

Going to their place means you're not in neutral territory which on one hand puts you at a slight disadvantage despite being pretty familiar with their place but on the other hand, they'll be more comfortable which is good since they're at your mercy in this conversation.

Sounds good! I can come over around 6?

You shouldn't prolong this. You've already sat on your choice for like 8 days.

That works! See you then! -Steven

You glance at the clock on your wall, it's only after 3 now. You've got a couple of hours before you have to head over there during which you actually manage to get some things done before you head over there just before 6. When you knock on their apartment door it's about ten past and the door swings open after a couple of moments.

"Y/n! Hi! You're here!" Steven breathes out.

"Hi Steven, good to see you." You smile.

"Good to see you too! Glad you came by." Steven gestures for you to enter the apartment.

"Of course, how was work by the way?" You ask following him in.

"Oh it was fine. My boss is awful but, that's certainly not new." He shrugs.

"You know Steven I really think someone should say something to that woman she's horrendous to you and I don't like-"

"No! No. I know she's like the worst but I just want to keep my head down and do my job. No antagonizing her, low profile, you know the deal." Steven cuts off the vaguely threatening thing he knows you're about to say.

"Fine. If you insist. Still- she should get a taste of her own medicine." You roll your eyes.

"Maybe one day." He chuckles.

"If there's any justice in this world." You smirk taking a seat on the couch.

"If so. Can I get you anything by the way? Something to drink or perhaps a snack? I can make something quickly if you're hungry." Steven walks over to his kitchen as he makes the offer.

"I'm alright Steven thank you, darling- but is um- Marc around? Or I guess rather, is he like prepared to have this conversation?" You ask.

"You want to talk to Marc?" Steven whirls around to look at you.

"I think it would be easiest to start by speaking to him yes, if he's in the place to have this discussion." You nod.

"Of course! Just hang on a second." Steven says. You watch from the couch as you notice the switch between Steven and Marc. It's subtle but after seeing it so many times and being so familiar with them as individuals it's easy to know that it's Marc when their eyes pop open again.

"You called?" A small grin appears as Marc greets you.

"I did. Hi Marc." You say as he plops down onto the couch beside you.

"So you've made a decision. Rip off the band-aid." Marc says.

"Don't make it sound so dreadful Marc." You laugh.

"The dreadful part was the waiting." He snorts.

"Well now I wanna make this more dramatic since you're gonna be like that." You poke him.

"I feel like you're stalling now and like if you're not ready to-"

"I'm picking you." You cut him off. You would lose your nerve if you let him go on whatever rant about you stalling he was thinking of.

"What?" He frowns.

"You wanted the band-aid ripped off. I'm picking you." You say.

"Oh-" Marc blinks at you. "I'll admit I'm kind of surprised."

"Why?" Now it's your turn to frown.

"Oh come on, you've always had a soft spot for Steven and I mean Jake is- Jake." Marc scoffs.

"Well- yeah I guess. I mean don't get me wrong I do care for them, a lot. Of course, I do, but- it's different with you. The way I feel for them it- it isn't the same." You say.

"We never stood a chance did we?" You didn't exactly notice the switch but the difference in their voices is obvious.

"Jake?" You're surprised he's here so suddenly.

"You were always going to choose Marc. Makes sense I mean you have known him the longest but-"

"You have to go." Marc's voice cuts off whatever Jake was going to say.

"Wait- what?" You shake your head.

"It's not that I want you to go. They're upset and clearly, we need to have a little system chat."

"Don't be too hard on them, okay? Rejection isn't easy for anyone hm? As long as they aren't hurting anyone allow them to process their feelings in whatever ways work best for them." You warn Marc.

"Sure sure, I'll call you, okay babe?"

"Babe?" You quirk an eyebrow up at him.

"Oh, I guess I didn't ask- does this make us an item? Am I your boyfriend?"

"Would you like to be?" You ask.

"Of course." He nods.

"Then yes. You are."

"Cool. So- I'll call you later babe."

"Sounds good." You nod. You pause for a moment, should you kiss him? You want to but it's probably not a good idea with Jake as upset as he seems. You turn to leave but Marc grabs your wrist before you can get far.

"What was that look?" He asks as he pulls you back towards him.

"Nothing I just- I was debating on if I was going to kiss you, but given the... internal conflict now doesn't seem like a good time for that." You say.

"You're probably right." Marc huffs out his annoyance.

"I'll make it up to you. Good luck and try to enjoy your evening."

"You too." Marc says. With that, you leave Marc to whatever discussion he's going to have with Jake and Steven- here's hoping your choice doesn't backfire.

***

Taglist: @queerponcho @avengersinitiative2012 @stressed-cherry

[eldritchsurveys]

1253.

1) If you had to make a six hour cross-country journey, would you rather take the train, fly or drive? How come? >> I'd rather be on a train for six hours than in a car or on a plane. Cars are uncomfortable and highways are dull, and planes are even more uncomfortable because your mobility is severely limited (at least you can park a car and get out of it). I do enjoy plane travel but I think I would go batty if I had to be on one for six hours. But I took a train from NYC to NOLA once and it was a perfectly pleasant near-24-hour travel experience.

2) How long do your earphones tend to last before the connection goes and you have to replace them? >> I haven't had to replace my current headphones or earbuds yet, so I don't know. My expectation is a few years (my ideal is closer to ten years, but I know you can't expect that from modern electronics anymore).

3) If you could dye your hair any colour in the world, assuming it would look perfect with your colouring, what would you pick and why? >> The thing is, I can dye my hair any colour available, and it would look great on me. The reason why I don't is simply because I don't want to. <3

4) Are you a fan of musicals? If you are, what ones have you seen live and which ones would you like to see? >> I am. The only one I've seen live is The Phantom of the Opera. I think seeing The Lion King would be cool. Honestly, I'll see anything.

5) If money was no object, and you could go on a two-week vacation with one other person, who would you take, where would you go and what would you get upto? >> I guess Sparrow and I could do another two weeks in New Orleans.

6) Are you someone who needs to have time alone? >> Certainly. Unfortunately, I think I may be experiencing what we call "too much of a good thing". There's no balance.

7) What’s your opinion on couples who do literally everything together? Are you like that, or is that like one of your worst nightmares? >> I don't have an opinion on that because it simply isn't my business. If you genuinely enjoy doing everything together, great! Some people would immediately pathologise that, but that says more about them than you. I don't think that would suit me, but I also have never really known anyone that I wanted to spend all my time with, so the possibility always exists, I guess.

8) Have you ever had to give up something you were addicted to? Did you actually succeed? >> I have not had this experience. I have "vices" or whatever, sure, but either they remain useful so I keep doing them, or I lose interest because they stop being as fun. I don't think I'm exactly impervious to addiction but I am definitely not predisposed towards it.

9) Does your favourite food vary depending on your mood or on the time of year or anything? >> I do think so, yeah. I have a hard time determining what my "favourite food" is because I think I just love a wide variety of flavours and textures and combinations but I gravitate towards different ones at different times. Like, I love cherries, but what I love is my specific experience of them -- of getting a bunch from the farmer's market, then sitting in the backyard or on the stoop in the summer afternoon sun and eating them. Eating store-bought cherries in my room in like March or something is completely anathema to me, lol.

10) Do you know anyone whose views/opinions are the complete opposite of yours? Do you find it hard to get on with them as a result, or can you generally ignore it and find something else to talk about? >> I don't think I know anyone personally with diametrically opposed worldviews from mine. The closest is Sparrow's mother, I guess; we just come from markedly different backgrounds and she just cannot grasp certain things about life outside her bubble. That is definitely a part of why I don't care for her as an individual, but my disinterest in her doesn't necessarily translate to being unable to have a conversation with her. There's plenty of other shit to talk about.

11) Have you ever had to work (or study) with someone that you really didn’t get along with? How did you deal with it (ignoring them, being nice, etc.)? .

12) Have you ever had any problems with your wisdom teeth, or have they been taken out already? >> I did have problems with them and I did have them removed.

13) Which one of your senses would you miss the most if you lost it? >> I have always had keen senses and I genuinely cannot imagine life without any of them. It stresses me out sometimes because I know very well how easily one can lose a sense, and I fear I wouldn't be able to adapt (although that probably isn't true, considering people adapt to that all the time).

14) Do you ever listen to CDs anymore? >> I do not. I haven't since I got my first iPod in 2008 or so.

15) What’s your favourite type of fast food? Is it something you eat a lot or do you try and limit it? >> I like Popeye's chicken. I don't eat it a lot because eating out is expensive -- even for fast food, these days.

16) Do you find your mood changes when you’re hungry or tired? Does eating or sleeping automatically cure your of a bad mood? >> Absolutely. I can't imagine not being emotionally affected by unmet bodily needs, that's just how things work, to me.

17) When you see cute animals, do you just wanna pick them up and cuddle them or fuss them? >> I mean, I do understand the impulse, but I also see animals as individuals with boundaries and stuff, so it's hard for me to want to just treat them like plushies, lol.

18) What’s the stupidest fight you’ve ever gotten into? Did you make up with that person or did you end up losing them over it? >> Like 95% of the fights I've been in have been absolutely asinine. The ones I lost people over were usually a bit less asinine.

19) Do you find yourself using people as footrests and pillows if you’re sat next to them? >> I do not. I actually dream of being that comfortable with other people. 20) Have you ever gotten really bad travel sickness? Has this put you off travelling or going by certain modes of transport in case it happens again? >> I have not.

21) What’s your opinion on prostitution? Should it be legal and regulated, or is it something that needs to be gotten rid of completely? >> I stand firmly on the side of legality and regulation. I think sex workers deserve full worker rights. I also think that addressing the social ills that lead to people being coerced into sex work (poverty, namely) would be prudent. Sex work should be an option just like any other, but not the way it is now.

22) If it was a case of prostitution or being evicted from your home, which option would you pick (assuming you’d tried everything else to make money first)? >> I was homeless and destitute for years but prostitution wasn't an option for me because I am remarkably unsuited for it. 23) What would go into your ideal sandwich? Do you eat that often or is a treat for you? >> I have a lot of ideal sandwiches. Like I talked about in the favourite-food question, it's just a matter of what I'm in the mood for at the time.

24) In general do you prefer modern art or more traditional art? Or do you really not care? >> My tastes aren't divided that way.

25) If you want (or don’t want) kids, is this something you’ve always known or have you changed your mind as you’ve grown up? >> It's something I've always known on some level.

26) Do you believe “once a criminal, always a criminal” or do you think that people can really change and become better? >> I don't believe anyone is always anything. That seems a really reductive and uncharitable way of looking at people. 27) Have you ever read a quote or a poem and really connected with it? >> Well, yes.

28) What’s something that really puts you off a person (bad hygiene, whatever)? Are you willing to look past that in order to get to know them properly? >> Mostly just being really mean and petty and misanthropic. I won't hate you for it because on some level I get it but I'd prefer not to spend much time with you if that's something you're really into.

29) Are you into piercings and tattoos? If not, do you judge people who are, and vice versa? >> I love piercings and tattoos. I don't snap-judge people who aren't, especially if it seems to be a benign difference in tastes, BUT the reasons some people have for not liking body modifications are opposed to my personal values.

30) What’s your opinion on places like Seaworld? Do you think keeping whales and dolphins in such small enclosures is cruel or a necessary evil? >> I don't know enough about how SeaWorld operates, why SeaWorld operates, or the needs of whales and dolphins to have an opinion.

[vanishxcanvas]

Off Day

Joakim "Jolly" Karlsson x Reader

Oneshot / Imagine

Content Warning: Just fluff.

(Note: This is my first actual oneshot / imagine I've written in a few years, I tried.)

Background - Bad Omens is currently on tour, and today is one of their days off. You decided to join them on this tour as you've been seeing Jolly for a while. You've also known the band for a few years.

You open your eyes, and decide to check your phone for the time. The time reads: 8 AM. You decide to get up to take a quick shower. While looking for other clothes to wear, you notice Jolly's death metal hoodie. You decide to "steal" it, noticing the fact that he's still asleep.

After you're done taking a shower & finish what you need to do, you "quietly" open the door and see Jolly sitting up in bed, and staring right at you.

"So that's where it went. Caught red handed." He says.

"Is that a crime?" You reply.

"No. Come here, get back in bed." He demands.

"Gladly." You say smiling, walking towards the bed. You get back in bed, and Jolly holds onto you. He then kisses you, then looks at you after.

"You just wanna watch stuff on TV, and stay in bed for the rest of the day? Since we have the day off.." He asks.

"I don't see why not." You say, laying your head on him.

"Wise choice." He says, grabbing the TV remote to turn something on. After he turns something on, he sets it down.

A while later, you feel him tracing one of your tattoos on your leg. You look up at him and he looks at you back.

"Having fun there?" You ask.

"Yeah, I am actually. You should steal my hoodie more often. It looks cute on you." Jolly admits.

You smile and say, "Why thank you, I'll keep that in mind."

Jolly smiles at you, then reaches over for his phone to check the time. It reads: 1 PM. He looks at you and asks, "Do you want to order some takeout, or you want to get out of bed and go somewhere?"

"Honestly either or, I don't really mind." You reply.

"I'll just order, I kind of like where I am right now." He says.

"Fine by me." You say.

After you both pick out what you want, he places the order.

"It should be here within 30 minutes." He says.

After the food arrives and you both eat, you both get settled in bed again.

"Remember love, we need to get up early." He reminds you.

"I know. If I'm not awake, I want you to wake me up. However you have to, I don't care." You say.

"You sure about that?" He says laughing.

"Absolutely." You laugh.

2 hours later

You fall asleep, and Jolly looks at you.

"Goodnight, beautiful." He says, kissing your forehead.

[generaltrashshecox]

smoshblr tag game!

Thank you to @japhan2024 for tagging me!

1. how long have you been watching smosh?

Ooh an embarrassing one. It's been a year now though I've known about them for a loooong time but Anthony coming back definitely started my journey.

2. favorite smosh cast member(s)?

Damien, Shayne, Ian, Anthony (but I love everybody honestly! This was a hard one honestly)

3. favorite pairing(s)?

Hmm I wonder what it is? Lol but seriously antmien has my heart and it doesn't even make sense why but here I am. (Have you seen my layout??)

4. favorite reoccurring character?This is a basic bitch answer but the moment I saw The Chosen I was changed as a person. You don't even understand how many times I say "impressive" in his voice. I want to cosplay him one day ajjs

5. favorite smosh video?

Hmm this is a tough one... On the top of my head maybe the Hide and Seek video with Anthony? It's just such a good one.

6. first video that got you into smosh?

Um... We Bought Smosh 💀💀💀 listen once again I heard about them knew Anthony left and actually watched Anthony's content and for that to happen was a shocker! Maybe even Ian's ISADW (which made me fall asleep which was wild because at that time I could barely get any rest. Did I ever say I was having a mental breakdown when I started watching Smosh? Yeahhhh)

7. favorite picture of the cast?

Just look at them all!

8. favorite picture of your fave?

Honestly-

(submissive and breedable)

9. what smosh series do you want to see more of?

Hm I don't really know. I would say sword af but I haven't even the second season yet (I was on top of it but then life happened and ajsj ahh I need to catch up)

10. dream guest on smosh mouth?

Uh I actually don't know! My YouTube tastes are all over the place so I don't know who would fit with them. Ooh since they came in the Ten Minute Power Hour maybe the Game Grumps? Idk lol

Tagging whoever wants to do this!

[elizabeth-karenina]

They Got Me Yet Again

I got tagged by long-time mutual, @midnightinjapan! Thank you so much, my dear.

This one's gonna be a doozy, so strap yourselves in! *cracks knuckles*

1. why did you choose your url?

My first name is Elizabeth, and I was reading the novel Anna Karenina when I first started this tumblr.

2. any sideblogs? if you have them name them and why you have them.week.

LMAO, MY GUYS! I honestly don't know how other people keep up sideblogs. Having to manage one is already enough! I've never really felt the need to have another one.

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

....I'm like, 98% certain that I first came here in May 2013. So, I wasn't here at the very beginning where all the True Madness of Tumblr was taking place, but I came in near the tail-end of it all, LOL.

4. do you have a queue tag?

I don't queue at all! Again, I've never felt the need to do so. I'mma show up when I show up; I'm gonna reblog whenever I want and whatever makes me happy; and then I'mma leave, LOL.

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

I was talked into it by my core group of friends who I've been close with since high school and college. And the irony of it all? I'm the one who still uses Tumblr regularly! The rest of them either deleted their Tumblrs or just simply abandoned them and have left them alone for years, LOL.

6. why did you choose your icon/pfp?

It's a painting by the Russian artist Vasily Surikov called The Siberian Woman. I love his style of painting, and I've always been surprised how me and the woman in the painting look alike! Another one that I use frequently is Portrait of a Lady by Franz Xaver Winterhalter, for the same reason--she looks quite a bit like me!

I've tried having other icons on and off, but I always come back to the Siberian woman and Portrait of a Lady. What can I say? They fit me.

7. why did you choose your header?

It's an image I nicked from Twitter. It must've been from a historical textiles or blue motifs post that someone made, and I immediately was drawn to it. Blue is my favorite color, especially darker blues. The gold flowers made it even prettier, so I've kept it.

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

I honestly have no idea! I don't often make my own posts, as it were. Any commentary I make is usually within the confines of my tags (which is also very frequent and often!), which are many! I've got a lot of things to say, and I'm gonna say 'em somwhere, LOL!

9. how many mutuals do you have?

I truly do not know, if you can believe it. Probably around 20; I don't make it a point to make so-called "famous" blogs follow me, but if we've talked more than 4 or 5 times, I'll probably follow you back.

Many of my mutuals are ladies I've known for years, so that probably is a factor as well.

10. how many followers do you have?

Eight hundred seventy-something people? But are they all active Tumblrs? Or are a good portion of them bots, LOL? Sometimes I'm able to catch them and block them, but other times I miss them.

11. how many people do you follow?

146 people.

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

I'm sure I have in the past, especially in my early days.

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

Quite a bit, LOL, especially during the summer time when I'm on school vacation. Cringe as it is to admit, it's been a huge part of my life for years.

14. did you have a fight/argument with another blog once?

Yes, particularly in my early days when I was exclusively a history blog. But it was over something silly, like a Historical AU me and a friend had created, not about anything factual.

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts

Not reblogging anything I don't want to. Guilt tripping isn't cool. -> Keeping Norrie's answer, because same.

16. do you like tag games?

I do! I love talking about myself and sharing my interests with people. I could answer questions for hours tbh!

17. do you like ask games?

It can depend on what the theme of the questions are. But like I said above, yes, usually I enjoy answering ask games.

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

I honestly couldn't say! Maybe Virginia, I suppose.

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

I crush on all my mutuals🥰 -> Also keeping this answer from Norrie, because ABSOLUTELY FREAKING SAME! If we're mutuals, just know I sincerely love you. So grateful for the friendships I've made with all of you!

20. tags

@becauseismellgood, @shvkespearc, @1980s-jean-ralphio, and honestly anyone else who wants to do this!

[naniskys]

thanks for the tag @sollucets i loved reading ur answers !!! 🫶🫶 i've been a little ia lately + busy with irl things but i'm slowly trying to work through the backlog of tag games 😅

1. why did you choose your url?

it's from the french words "la monnaie," which basically means small change. i found the word amusing when i first learnt it a while ago and i've been using it as a username practically everywhere ever since :]

2. any sideblogs? name them and why you have them

technically no? i set up the ao3 feed for the dangerous romance tag on a sideblog pretty much just for my own convenience, but that doesn't rlly count lol

3. how long have you been on tumblr?

i've been lurking on tumblr since ~2015, when you could actually use the website pretty functionally even without an account, but i only made this account in 2020.

4. do you have a queue tag?

i do! it's just "q" (although it's empty right now because i haven't been on much 😩😩)

5. why did you start your blog in the first place?

i finally made a tumblr account after 5 yrs of lurking because of this one niche movie that had somewhat of a fandom on here and i wanted to interact lol

6. why did you choose your icon?

because fairy lights !! they're pretty :))

(i use this icon everywhere as well as my url, i think i've only ever changed it once on here)

7. why did you choose your header?

i had to go back and check my blog because i genuinely didn't remember what my header was 😭😭 but it's just a cute gif off of google that i picked coz i liked it :)

8. what’s your post with the most notes?

apparently this post about akkayan and raysand??? guess that answers the shitposts question as well LMAO

9. how many mutuals do you have?

quite a few !! is there any way of actually finding out the number? i have no clue, but if someone follows me i tend to check out their blog and if we have similar interests i'll follow back :] that being said, probably around 30-ish who i've actually interacted with beyond mutual liking and rbing hehe

10. how many followers do you have?

382!

11. how many people do you follow?

486 - definitely need to do a clean out tho because i follow a lot of random blogs from interests long gone by

12. have you ever made a shitpost?

yes lol

13. how often do you use tumblr each day?

it depends honestly, sometimes several times a day for several hours (😭), other times i'll go a day or two without opening it <//3

14. have you had a fight/argument with another blog?

nah, if i don't agree with something i'll just unfollow and/or block

15. how do you feel about ‘you need to reblog this’ posts?

very unnecessary, i get that there's good intention behind it but it's honestly just annoying to see and will actively make me not reblog it 😭 (or at the very least i'll go back and rb a version without the addition)

16. do you like tag games?

HELL YEAH, i love yapping about things 🥰🥰

17. do you like ask games?

yesss they're so much fun !!!! (that being said, my askbox is so wonky that it never saves my posts as i'm writing and then it'll randomly crash and i just the ask altogether????)

18. which of your mutuals do you think is tumblr famous?

hmm i have no concept of tumblr famousness but just looking through my moots there's quite a few who i feel are pretty well known???

that being said, gonna give a shoutout to dee @distant-screaming who is the most famous person ever to me because i love love love their fics so much 😭😭😭 like have i ever fully watched nlmg? nope. do i still constantly go back and read her palmnueng fics? absolutely.

19. do you have a crush on a mutual?

no i wouldn't say so :) i admire a lot of people on here and i love all my mutuals <33 (but in a platonic way hehe)

20. tags?

i feel like people have done this already (so no pressure + pls tag me in ur post if u've already done it !!) but tagging @dramalets @distant-screaming @winnysatang @hellswolfie @blackstar-gazer <33

[oloreandil]

20 Q's for Fic Writers

tagged by: @chameliyun, thank you so much <33

1 - How many works do you have on ao3?

131 works so far ! 97 of them are for haikyuu!! and i cannot wait to celebrate my 100 hq fics hehe

2 - What's your total ao3 word count?

323,624 words :0 i didn't think it'd be that much, i tend to write short things, i'm excited to have written so many words !!!

3 - What fandoms do you write for?

i have posted for haikyuu, death note, bnha, yuri on ice, free, breath of fire iv, and fairy tale for some unknown reason XD but i have unposted / unfinished fanfic for a bunch of other things like hunter x hunter or fma

4 - What are your top five fics by kudos?

chat me up has always been my most popular fic and tbh ? yeah i see why XD it is one of the most fun and chatfics were popular at the time. after that come ...or not, blue like the sky, silent trust and saw my momma dad cheese

5 - Do you respond to comments?

yes !! fandom is a community first and foremost for me, and posting is also a way to interact. comments are immensely lovely to get and answer !!

6 - What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

ooh probably love me right ?? it's kinda the angstiest i've written... ever. but some nights is also. bad end. solely by virtue of being post apo and not very optimistic about it. i wanna rewrite it someday because i actually really liked that AU and it's not the best right now hmmm

7 - What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

honestly hasetsu tour guides (which is a series but shhh) is the happiest thing i've written ?? it's not the most fun in terms of plot but everyone is content with their life in a way i've not really written a lot

8 - Do you get hate on fics?

nope, not well known enough XD and i'm not complaining about it

9 - Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

i do ! i have no clue if there's a specific kind i stick to though, most of it isn't even posted or even written past heavy planning. trans cyborg smut is on its way though @notsuchasecret :3

10 - Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

i have written or co-written a NUMBER of crossovers. most are not on ao3 yet (or... ever...) but i have posted death note x snow white and hxh x little red riding hood, so. however i do think that owari no seraph x the frog princess (the russian fairy tale) is the wildest one so far !

11 - Have you ever had a fic stolen?

not to my knowledge, but that'd be kinda funny tbh ? imagine coming across your own obscure niche things in the wild. i'd almost be more disappointed it's not a new fic for my teeny fandom corner lmao

12 - What's the longest you've spent working on one fic? And the shortest?

the shortest would probably be a couple hours, for guardian of his king (written in a fugue state at like 3am, after Syb shared the drawing that inspired it. two of us fell in a trance btw, this was a POTENT artwork). the longest... i don't dare calculate... but it is measured in years and i haven't even started writing yet <3

13 - Have you ever co-written a fic before?

if you count detailed planning and extensive oral storytelling, many !! my best friend and i are very prolific behind the scenes, to her dismay XD. i thiiiiiink she is the only co-writer i have had ? but i LOVE doing group fics and i'd love to do it with other people

14 - What's your all-time favorite ship? From all fandoms?

"you ask questions i have no answers to" is what i was gonna say and then my brain went "well apart from bokuaka which has to be out of the competition-" so i may have an answer actually hahaha

15 - What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

oooh my god that naruto fountain of youth AU is never gonna be written. i have so so so much planned and i sift through and add more from time to time, but like... i pick my battles a little more wisely than this behemoth

16 - What are your writing strengths?

i'm not sure ! i do think writing dialogue is easier for me than most other things, and i love doing fun formatting / narrative constraints

17 - What are your writing weaknesses?

i forget to put down half of the words on the paper so my sentences make no sense and it's horrible to edit <- loves editing. doesn't love when i reread myself and every five sentences i have to think "who tf wrote this and what the hell does it mean. how do you go from here to there ??? oh wait i forgot a sentence again"

18 - Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

english isn't my first language. i write dialogue in another language 99% of the time. i don't think this question really takes into account the amount of ESL writers who are basically always doing this

to stay closer to what the question was meant to ask though, i have written sentences, in the middle of english fics, in languages that me or most readers don't speak. it is usually either a LONG process of looking up grammar rules, vocabulary, existing sentences etc... or what i did once, "write with mistakes because the person is learning the language still"

it is good imo to have characters speak their native tongue, or to add your own HCs onto characters and make them speak in their new native tongue, but it can be done more or less respectfully and more or less clearly. how do you include a translation, if at all ? is it jarring in the flow of your fic ? what about inserting song lyrics in another language ? it's a case by case basis for me tbh, and as a reference i really love how yuri on ice did it during the anime

19 - First fandom you wrote for?

i don't recall what i first wrote for exactly but i first posted for death note in 2015 :0 a while back !!

20 - Favourite fic you've written?

i don't have one at the moment, my criteria isn't defined enough these days. maybe some will jump out more later as they did in the past but for now i can say i love most of my children equally lmao

it took me a while to answer, sorry, and i'm too tired to tag anyone but DO feel free to say i tagged you if you wanna do it !!!!!!!

[aceofnace]

I'm honestly expecting the worst and the best from the final 3 episodes. On the one hand I'm thinking there is no way they're giving Nancy a soulmate that's not ace even if they thought there was a fifth season, he's some version of ace or something similar, they can't just not give us nace soulmates after they hinted at it, and there are some signs there is some sort of connection btw ace and Tristan, the writers know how much we love nace and they also seem to love them. On the other hand I think I'm being delusional and I'm going to get my hopes crushed and there is no way they're going to do two supernatural secrets related to nace what with the black door also coming into play???? Idk idk 😐😐😐😐 I'm kind of spiraling out of my mind

First of all, your thinking is correct: they're not giving Nancy a soulmate who is not Ace, especially not a character who was introduced this season and has only been in 4 episodes (2 of which he was only seen in minimally at best). One could claim, "well, but they didn't know it was the last season, so maybe they had bigger plans for Tristan for future seasons" but I really don't think that's the case. The writers have known for a long time now that Nace is where it's at for this show. A majority of the show's vocal fans online ship them. Nace is even one of the main reasons why a lot of people have started checking out the show in the last couple of years. The chances that the writers decided in the 11th hour, "screw those Nace shippers, we're gonna make some rando the love of Nancy's life!" are very, very slim. I know some people don't trust these writers for whatever reason, but I do. I at least trust them to give us the Nace endgame they've been working toward since early season 2.

Now, on the off chance they did make Tristan Nancy's soulmate, I think maybe he'd just be one of her soulmates (remember Nancy's "maybe we get more than one" comment to Carson in 3x13), and Ace would be another one. And she'll choose Ace. Nancy always chooses Ace. Not only in this lifetime, but in probably every lifetime before. But again, I'm not sure Tristan will turn out to be a soulmate. Because I still have my suspicions on exactly who/what Tristan actually is. And now some people are starting to look into the lyrics of songs that have played during Nancy and Tristan scenes and it's making them question his role in the story even more.

I don't think you're being delusional at all. You say "there is no way they're going to do two supernatural secrets related to Nace", but why not? We all thought there was no way they would keep giving us steamy Nace scenes that turned out to be dreamscapes/nightmares/hallucinations, yet they did (as frustrating as that was, haha). And the fact that this curse and them getting together has been dragged out until the series finale means that their love is a big, important part of the overall story. No ship with some new, random character is going usurp what has been built up with Nace for ultimately 4 seasons now.

Believe me when I say I've never felt more confident in my life that two characters were going to be endgame. And not only endgame but futuregame as well. I think the series will end with us knowing unequivocally that Nancy and Ace are madly in love and always will be. And that once they are together, that's it. There will never be anyone else for either one of them ever again. I believe that is what all of this is leading up to. And some people will complain (and rightfully so) that we didn't get enough sweet, romantic, domestic moments with them as a couple, but it is what it is. The show could've been canceled after 3x13 and we would've been left with the knowledge that Nancy and Ace were cursed for eternity and would never get the chance to live a happy life together. On 8/23, we're at least going to finally see them happy and together, and I will cherish that no matter how brief it may be.

[polyamorouspunk]

Hi I'm joining sleepover Friday! I'm in a poly relationship as of 9 days ago and I'm so AFSGDGHDHD AAAAAAAAAA about it, my partners are so amazing and sweet and I love them so much. And like, it's kinda scary cause this is my first relationship due to how sheltered I was brought up and like, I've known that I'm very interested in polyamory for years despite having been single that whole time, but it's still kinda funny that I went 19 years without ever having been asked on a date and then now I've suddenly got TWO partners AFSGDDG. But still, I couldn't be happier, it's perfect and honestly really fitting for me (my friends all agree lmao). They're both so amazing at checking in with me and making sure I'm okay and comfortable with things and AAAAAAAA IM SO GAY. My best friend is getting so tired of hearing about them asfgdgddh

Tonight is gonna be the first night in the past 8 days that we haven't fallen asleep either together at our gf's place or on video call and it's only cause I'll be hanging out with a different friend lol (and it's nbd cause I'm gonna see them tomorrow cause we're going to a ren faire!!!)

We live a bit less than half an hour away from each other but I live with my very bigoted parents who don't know I'm poly (or trans. or that I'm super queer and not their good christian daughter repressing her 'struggle with same sex attraction') so I'm not able to actually go visit them or stay overnight as much as we'd like, but we've been trading clothes and jewelry and stuff, and my boyfriend gave me one of his colognes and using it deadass makes me less anxious. I've got their hoodie and 2 bracelets from our other partner on right now :)

Currently our bf is messaging us to infodump about trains and it's great, we're autistic4autistic4autistic afsfdgdg

That’s amazing! I’m so happy to hear that for you!