#i am the picky eater sorry mom and dad

[astroprinc3]

my designs of the eds to distract me from my deteriorating mental health 😁👍 (don’t ask)

i need to redraw these cuz I messed up I shouldve made dee skinnier and ed a lil wider

different lil random hcs below (don’t make fun of me this is my first time doing hc/fanon stuff like this 😭)

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edd is mixed (white mom black dad)

ed is irish-canadian

eddy’s like hispanic-canadian or smth idk

(these hcs are inspired by neeeeeoposts if u couldn’t tell)

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edd is tender-headed (just like me fr)

he sings his SOUL out in the shower (did i mention he has a beautiful singing voice)

he gets silly with ed sometimes and likes to play lil pranks on eddy

bonus: he came out as gay/bi to the other eds and they didn’t care lmao they still treated him the same

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ed wears one of those lil chewing necklaces sometimes to stim (he would end up accidentally eating one though in cartoony fashion LOL)

he has tons of sketchbooks but they’re stored deep away in his closet so that sarah doesn’t ruin everything

he doesn’t wear his jacket over the summer (yep im makin it so that he doesn’t wear his jacket in the summer like why is this lil boy wearing a thick azz trenchcoat when it’s 90 degrees farenheit outside 💀)

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eddy has BAD acne (like rlly bad, he has to wear like 3 of those pimple patch stickers on his face all the time. he hates it tho, he thinks he looks stupid with em on)

eddy hugs and touches ed and dee all the time but whenever they so much as lay a fingernail on him he’s all fussy (kind of like in the show)

he’s a picky eater (him: broccoli<<<<<)

bonus: he has a skin condition called vitiligo (poor baby can also get insecure abt it sometimes, sarah calls him “cow-face” or smth like that cuz of the spots and im sure kevin would call him somethin similar)

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edd has black hair (im sorry but i hate when people draw him with blonde hair i just dont like it)

ed is ginger and eddy has blue hair yadda yadda yadda

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edd has dark green eyes, eddy has dark blue eyes, ed has dark brown eyes

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hey am i doing this headcanon thing right

[kart0]

I found a hack to start eating again !!! Me fanboying over food ?

Ok I'm super super excited about this. This is daniyuu lore guys it's very serious: there was a time when I seriously considered studying gastronomy and pursuing this career. I didn't want to have a restaurant or be a chef, I really really just wanted to learn more techniques and improve my abilities. But then I thought "hell no id rather DIE than make this my life. I love cooking and baking and this is my fucking hobbyyyyy !!!!" And then I chose arts lol

As my previous update, and some other posts, I mentioned having an eating disorder ! And I think I've rationalized enough to overcome it ? Like bro I honestly feel like a superhero rn no joke. Disclaimer: this is what works FOR ME. I'm not saying this will work for everyone who's struggling with an ED. This is MY own experience !

Ok so I have trouble with consistent eating, and trying new things. ARFID: avoidant restrictive food intake disorder.

My current safe food is basically: cauliflower, neoguri/shin ramyun, and monster energy drinks. And popcorn.

I know, I KNOW, those aren't super healthy or...nutritious, BUT IN MY DEFENSE: eating anything is better than not eating at all !

Anyways, after being kinda sad that I miss food, and miss feeling happy when eating, and miss cooking, I've finally come to terms that: I can guarantee I will eat, if I cook my meal. Sounds very basic because it is ! If I am the one cooking, I'm the one who has control over EVERYTHING. I can choose my seasonings, my ingredients, my own method. I know what's in there, I know what I will be having, and I will be having fun ! I will associate food with my happiness because I will be happy cuz I love cooking !

I really really miss cooking and since I'm on my uni break my mom and sister have been asking me to cook more meals, and I've been doing that. And enjoying so much !

I feel so happy when all my family praise my food. I really really do think, hmmm, I did a great job.

And I'm not gonna lie, I'm a very good cook lol

Last year I was responsible for picking and making our Christmas AND New Years menu. I carefully planned three meals a day for a week, and administrated my family to help me out. like a real chef would do ! By the way, my family members have a lot of restrictions: sister mom and aunt: lactose intolerant; dad, other aunt: can't have too much salt; mom and aunt: gluten free; me: literally the pickiest eater ever !

And every time, literally no joke, I would ask how did they enjoy my meal ( I mostly did all the cooking while they would prep the ingredients ) and they would ALWAYS say it was awesome and good and most importantly, tasty. I felt this rush of emotions and I'd always think hm, this was worth it. I'd be tired my legs would be sore but my tummy would be full and I'd be happy. It was worth it.

Then I got very bad and totally stopped eating, I wanted to lose weight and I did, I lost a LOT of weight but I also felt so bad and I literally was very close to passing out all the time.

I cut off some foods specially meats, idk they just.. started grossing me out. I always hated pork so that was never an issue ( no I don't like bacon ) , and I was already a picky eater and would only eat some type of meats and cuts ( I hate hate hate cartilages, skins, fat lol ) but then I just. Stopped eating red meat, and then I got even more restricted from eating chicken ( chicken breast is the safest cut and meat for me ) and I'm not the biggest fan of seafood.

Anyways, I had to take blood samples and well I now have iron deficiency 🥴

Got sidetracked I'm sorry but I really really like talking about this ? Since it's like...my hobby I guess. Ok so I stopped cooking cuz it was too much work and effort and I wouldn't even eat it in the end. So I just, stopped.

My birthday is coming up tho, and my sister wanted us to go to this restaurant that I've been wanting to go for AGES !!!!! ( More daniyuu lore: I love cooking shows specially Masterchef ) And there's this restaurant from a Masterchef winner and I wanted to try her food for sooooo long. But when my sister told me this I actually got very, very sad. I thought, it'd be a waste of money and time. I won't eat anything. Not only do I rarely eat, but when I do, I tend to eat very small portions. And I thought DANG IT this would be SUCH a waste of opportunity.

And then, my secret weapon: actually, two secret weapons: my THINKING, and my STUBBORNESS.

Thinking, I could come to this solution. And stubborness, cuz I will follow through and this will work.

Came to the conclusion that the only way to start eating again, is by making meals I'm proud of, and excited to try. Yes !

I've been saving some videos of different foods to try to make and I've been sooooo excited !

Only problem is that I fucked up both of my arms cuz of the last post ( sakuatsu baseball ) ( I locked in too hard and drew for 8 hours straight.... ) ( don't do that )

And now I'm in so much pain I'm trying to not do anything and just rest ( not working cuz my family keeps asking me to do chores and stuff that needs a lot of arm strength . I got pissed off cuz they seem to worry but in fact don'tgaf - so this hasnt been working ugh ). Even writing this post makes me feel like there are electrical wires on my hands wrists elbow and shoulders. I shouldn't be but I'm so excited and I need to post this before I forget. I can't lose momentum ? Idk

I'm very excited too ! I've always been curious about vegan food and vegetarian options, which is kind of funny since I'm not a big fan of many, MANY, vegetables.. but seeing them being prepared in ways I've never tried before actually make me feel so happy and curious ! Maybe I will like them then ! I just need to find a way to make them to my taste. Isn't this so exciting ? The magic of genuine curiosity and passion is literally flowing through my veins. I'm so, so happy I found my love for cooking again !!!!!! I can't wait to be fully healed and better and cook these awesome meals.

( by the way I used to joke to my sister that I'd be a vegan vegetarian super Nature vibes when I'd turn 30 - I was like, 11 at the time )

I'm so, so excited. Also, important note: my mom doesn't really season food... Since my dad can't have too much salt, and she can't either ( she takes blood pressure pills ? ) she will put a PINCH of salt. And that's it.

It was kind of sad....

Anyways, I found out I really really like caeser salad and some veggies if they're actually seasoned lol

Ahhhhh I'm so happy ! I feel like I'm actually gonna get better ! I'm planning to make a wonton soup cuz it looks sooooo gooooood ! ( Yes it is pork. No I won't eat the pork. I hope I won't find pork on the market... And then I can search for ground chicken meat. Heh. Probably won't find ground chicken tho. ) I've never had wonton soup so I won't be sure if it's like, good, and the real deal cuz I won't have any data to compare but ! A boy can only dream

And then, I want to try and make more salads ( I love salads ) and also ! I want to make my own pickles ! We don't have a lot of varieties here, it's always the same two or three brands. And the pickles are never crunchy which makes me so sad. They're also very mild and have barely no flavour. WHERE'S THE PASSION.

Also I want to try and make a filet-o-fish from McDonald's. I really like those but they were discontinued, plus, I'm boycotting McDonald's ( and a lot of other brands as well ) and honestly, McDonald's is super expensive here anyways.

And my food is better 🤭🤭

Its funny cuz I'm a very insecure person, but when it comes to cooking, bro I am very proud of myself and my skills. I do in fact cook and I'm...the best cook in my family 😬

It makes me happy that you can see ( and I can see too ) how happy this make me. I really enjoy cooking. I'm really excited to cook again. And I'm very, very ecstatic to eat. Wow !

I'm very proud of myself.

[cordycepsfem]

Pageboy Readthrough, Part Four

Previously

EP talks about her complicated relationship with her mom

Mom made her do things like wear dresses and tights and barrettes

Mom was worried about EP's future as a GNC person/potential lesbian/little strange kid

your reviewer says that's normal, even if it's unkind

we learned that EP's mom thinks boys should not be friends

your reviewer says that's not normal

your reviewer got maudlin at the end of it all and it was kinda a bummer

You can find previous parts of this readthrough here.

Now

Chapter Five

Jesus Christ we start off with this boat thing again

I am so sorry Halifax that for the short time I was in you I was eating waffles and buying doughnuts and trying not to get a parking ticket and not paying attention to your obviously super important maritime disaster issue

I will do better next time

EP should just write a book about this disaster - it can't be any less readable

but if you want to read an actual book about the disaster that's already written may I recommend this one

anyway sorry what was the point of this?

oh: the anchor from this ship explosion is 2 minutes away from where EP's dad lived

we learn more about maritime history - seriously, EP, think about it

Dad was a graphic designer with a mini golf hole thing in his office

EP imagines herself as the next Ernie Els (and yes I am proud that I didn't need to look up the name of an actual golfer, you are correct)

as far as I can tell no one tells EP that women also play golf

it goes from ships and golf to "oh, shit" in the way that one reacts to a sad disaster, because I now feel bad for EP who is clearly not well:

Really, lady? You published this? I can't decide if this is a "Buddhist one with the whole world" thing or a cry for help, because when I felt this way - that I was a meaningless speck in the universe - the people who loved me got me help.

Also, last time I checked meaningless specks don't get acting jobs or book contracts, so... perhaps not so "almost nothing," hey, EP?

EP gets a stepmother

the stepmother comes with two children

the stepmother had a waterbed (the only one EP has ever seen) and works as a food stylist

as a digression here, has anyone ever seen more than one waterbed? because I was thinking about it and I have only seen exactly one waterbed in my life

EP has a crush on Sandra Bullock, who stars in a movie that EP's stepmother "food styles" for

later in life she has dinner with Sandy and Sandy is great

EP starts to tell us about how she was a picky eater but for some reason devolves into a story about a Canadian lighthouse

we eventually get to the point that she was a picky eater and she was forced to eat things she didn't like

EP and her dad and her stepmother and the two stepsiblings all move in together

we learn more Canadian history here which I swear I would be very into if that was what kind of book I was told this would be

the one boy I ever dated before realizing I was a lesbian was super into Canada in a way that is extreme for someone who is not Canadian, and I enjoyed experiencing Canadian culture with him rather than trying to come up with new excuses why I didn't want to kiss or hold hands, so please believe me when I say I am all about Canada

like any human with a new room EP is excited to decorate

EP gets dreamy about having a stepbrother

like, really dreamy

by this we can infer that no one told EP the following things:

girls can remove their shirts that way as well

girls also have torsos and can wear dangling chains

anything you can buy in the supermarket will not change your sex, including Old Spice

ETA: I came back here because a "dab" and a "dollop" are two specific unspecific measurement units that don't interact, like ounces and inches, and it finally got to me that I didn't include it. You can "dab" cologne, you cannot "dollop" cologne unless you are literally pouring it over yourself in a ladle. If EP was doing that, I retract my remark.

the next part makes me super unhappy as someone who knows how physically capable boys, especially boys who play sports, are and how powerful they can be

but Scott manages not to paralyze EP

he just continues to be a prick, as does EP's stepmother

also, I have two siblings and we were never rough in the way that EP says Scott was - maybe because they're both female?

EP enjoys Playmobil and still likes to play alone

EP gets ready to go on an adventure, like a normal kid might, only to have her terrible stepfamily tease her

I am so sorry, EP, please go back to Canadian history

Dad was nicer when Linda wasn't around (shocker, men are a bummer)

also a bummer: this step mom

at this point I will now fight anyone EP directs me to fight on her behalf

I know it's a whiplash but seriously:

I was a weird kid. I was a lot. And yet never did my parents make me feel like I was wrong. They pointed out that I did things differently, or liked different things, and that the things I liked and did might not match up with what other people thought someone like me should do. But mostly they let me do what made me happy, to an appropriate extent.

They never mocked me when I was caught up in a world of elaborate fantasy. I went on lots of "adventures" to the point where I still call any unexpected journey, especially one I get to choose, be it to the 7-11 or the pharmacy, an "adventure," because it shakes up the day a bit.

They didn't shield me from some social consequences of being weird but they taught me that being myself was really more important. And they never asked me Why aren't you like them?

In fact, as the years have gone on and I've struggled with my mental and physical health, with employment, with my sexuality and my body, with living close to poverty, with everything - I have been the one asking my parents Are you ashamed I'm not like them? in regards to their friends' kids. Not a doctor, not a lawyer, not a mom?

And every single time, No. You're the one we love. You are on a journey that is uniquely yours and we are blessed to be a part of it. Unconditionally, without a second thought.

And as the designated "weirdo" in all of my growing-up-school years, I would have been EP's friend in an instant. We could have bonded over our short haircuts and picky eating and been the two weirdos together. Then neither of us would have been alone.

... and I guess we end this part same as we did the last one, with me super bummed and marginally more educated about Canadian history.

[jopetkasi]

i am at my parent’s house for the rest of the week. as usual, dinner is very modest and nothing fancy. manang usually prepares two viands on a weekday, either meat and gulay or fish and gulay. but tonight, since the nephews are picky eaters (which i really hate) pasta was the combo with the chicken with red sauce (sorry di ko alam name) 

and speaking of the nephews, i must admit that kids nowadays are entitled. like for example, the picture above was our weekend merienda. to be quite frank, i don’t think that falls for a light meal. i mean when i was a kid, I was only fed what is available in the kitchen which is my mom’s chicken salad spread on a toasted loaf and if manang is generous, we get a bottle of coke and that’s it. but today, kids have this insatiable hunger. for example, at four in the afternoon, they get to have cake, pancit and pizza and later on they skip dinner at seven because they ate too much during merienda  ONLY to order food delivery by 9pm because they are famished and besides, I will not let them disturb the house cook who is already asleep by that time since she wakes up at four am to prepare breakfast. 

ang dami ko sinabi, sorry. alam ko pagkain lang yan para mag rant. 

but hear me out.  

i am pissed at the vicious cycle my nephews are indulging. sure, you can eat snacks but temper the appetite since dinner is coming in a couple of hours. but then, this never happens because they are too full and what happens with food served at dinner? either it get recycled or sometimes it gets spoiled which to me is a mortal sin. 

and dad who loves his grandchildren immensely, spoils them rotten under the reason that the kids are under stress because of the separation and we should do our utmost to make life more pleasing for them...hanep na tolerance yan. 

and here i am, the killjoy of the family, the contra bida, ranting. 

[yeonhours]

Hello! If it's alright with you may I request a member pairing with txt?

My age is 19 (I'm a sun Scorpio and my MBTI is INTJ-T) (age gaps are fine as long as they aren't more than 6 years older)

Hobbies: I like to sing (My mom made me take 7 years worth of vocal lessons). I also like to paint and sketch in my free time. When I was young my dad taught me how to make a motor out of scratch and because of that I ended up really interesting in playing around with wires and stuff and ended up learning how to engineer basic devices and stuff.. this became a hobby as I grew up. I also play alot of games (currently hooked on Genshin impact). Also does watching anime count as a hobby? Because I love watching anime and reading manga

Likes: I like math...I like math because I am good at it (This is honestly my biggest flex istg). I like science as well cuz it interests me alot. I like anime, manga, webtoons and music. I'm a pretty open minded person so I like alot of stuff and never really say no to anything. Another thing that I love is anything to do with horror. Watching horror movies, playing horror games ( My childhood was basically Five nights at Freddy's), reading horror webtoons, etc. I also LOVE being praised.. words of affirmation is my love language istg.

Dislikes: The education system. It's so annoying because it's so stressful for no apparent reason. I also hate mint chocolate, seafood, tomatoes ( I am a horribly picky eater), i don't even like milk products that much (ice cream is an exception).

A little about me: I am currently studying aerospace engineering. It's going pretty fun. I am an extremely introverted person and I don't usually go out much and I prefer to stay home. I am pretty chill and easygoing. My friends like to call me cute so I guess I have a cute face. I am the kind of person who loves deep conversations and I love discussing theories with people. I like it when people take the time to listen to me. I usually come off as a little cold initially because I am not much of a talker but after I get to know the person I feel more comfortable being myself

A fun fact about me: I am quite the handyman, turns out I have a knack for fixing furniture so whenever a chair or table breaks or my mom wants me to put up a shelf she calls me.

I'm sorry if it's too long I hope it doesn't inconvenience you in any way

anon can we pls pls be friends u seem so cool ㅠㅠ 

anyways why do i feel like Taehyun is your ideal partner? pretty sure he loves how good at painting you are , and he even volunteers to learn how to paint from you. Taehyun would cook while he places u by lifting you over the countertop and listening to talk about anything. He's gonna come over anytime in between and interrupt you with a kiss and a puppy smile and go back to cooking like nothing happened ? wow really he is the total package istg . He also loves handsy you are he absolutely adores the fact that you are so good at everything and subtly shows off to his members how talented and so artsy you are ? and they're like we know taehyun can u guys marry already ㅠㅠ 

taehyun loves walks along the beach or near han river so whenever he has a bad day he's gonna listen to you talk all night just enjoying the feeling of your hands against his calming night breeze and what else could he ask for ?

[sammywammybits]

(Long rant/vent) I’m so much like my mother. They comment how much I look like her especially when I put my glasses on. They say I sound like her when I yell…

I yell I yell I yell cuz she yells she gets mad I get mad she forgets I forget. But I’m always in the wrong. I’m always in the wrong. She’s only really apologized once for assuming I took something which I didn’t. No matter what I do good or bad we all get punished cuz we are family. Then my mom turns to us and say “get mad with *siblings name” not me” like… what are you doing you’re the one punishing us for their actions. Do you want us to fight with eachother do you want us to shout and fight do you like yelling at us. Do you really want to slap me like you say you would. Yeah I’m mouthy. I have ODD what do you expect. And no im not taking more drugs to deal with it when I can probably do it… I don’t do pills cuz you say it’s expensive so I feel guilty and don’t take them even if they help. They don’t I just don’t crave food anymore. I turn into a picky eater I couldn’t even eat popcorn cuz it seemed gross I love popcorn but every day I wanted to take the pills hoping that I’d lose weight. But I take after you. I take after you I take after you I take after you I take after you I take after you. My throat is closing up. I want to sob but you taught me to shut it or you’ll give me something to cry about. I haven’t had a proper hug in 3-4 years after my dad died. I want to hang out with you but due to everything you have to focus on the younger twins. And sometimes I feel like you care about the dog more then us… more then me. I failed in life I’m held back cuz of you. You never encouraged me to drive. I’m scared of cars and of driving. You never showed me or allowed me to get a job. You never helped me. I’m a failure. I’ve already failed life and it’s not even close to being finished. I can’t even love cuz of you. I fear people. I fear of some men cuz of the guys you have been with after my father… abusive guy who is still in our life… it’s not the twins fault. I love them… then that other ex who would take us out to the side of the high way in the cold of winter cuz he was hiding that he was rolling his own cigarettes. He would smoke in his car with a fucking pod cast while me and my two siblings would stand outside and knock on the window asking when he was done. I told you a little bit ago that he had done that when we was kids but you didn’t really believe me… that same ex made me eat food that I didn’t like or made me eat food that was from the floor… he swept it up and put it in my mouth as I cried. Or how he was laughing at us cuz he was “giving out electronics a bath”. Or how he hit my little sisters bare ass multiple times. I can’t even remember why. But he was not our father he had no right to do that. That night I woke up a he was crying for you to help him. I’m glad you told him to leave… cuz those years I Remembered. Glad you have a good boyfriend tho you guys sometimes have problems… I don’t want what you had. I am afraid of love to the point I can’t feel it other then a strong friendly type of love. And no I don’t go to you when I have a problem cuz all you’ll say is “what do you want me to do about it” like i don’t know I’m just stuck…. I want to talk to you about my problems but I don’t want to feel ashamed after you say that you can’t help me or say I’m attention seeking. Yes I’m attention seeking cuz I don’t get enough and I want help but I’m to ashamed… and yeah I know you’re depressed aswell. I feel guilty for how I feel. Im not even a kid anymore. Im grown but still act like a child… was I supposed to guide myself to adulthood? Do parents help you with that or are you supposed to find that path? I’m lost… I love my mom but she kinda fucked me up… or I’m just stupid and overreacting of this… is this even normal…. And yeah I get it. I’m the second Oldest so I should have sucked it up. I’m sorry… I know. Shouldn’t have bugged you a lot with useless stuff so that’s why I’m writing it here so you can’t find it. Im so sorry mom.

[diorgirl444]

Hey! Not sure if im asking at the right place but could i get a teen wolf ship please

Tw:mention of mental disorders

About how i look:

I'm 21, i have dyed ginger hair, green/grey eyes, im 4"9 in height, i am overweight. My style can go from anything grunge to anything like pyjamas cause sometimes i am lazy

More about my personality:

I'm pansexual, she/her, taurus sun, taurus rising, aquuatius moon. I don't have particular preference when it comes to dating its usually if i can connect with the person and be myself i will go with the flow.

French is my first language I play video games, i love animal crossing, the sims, life is strange and the last of us, i like movies like LOTR the hobbit and HP a lot i'm into witchcraft and spirituality, true crime, I have a 9yo black cat they are my favorite! I have a wierd obsession with snails as well they are my dream pet. I'm usually very honest with people and very blunt, i've been to psychwar before where i was diagnosed with BPD, PTSD, ED and anxiety.

I have 2 older sister, a mom and dad abandoned us, i m not close to anyone and i'm usually in my own bubble.

I dislike:

I dislike being woken up, i dislike being told how i should be or act, i can be obnoxious and insecure, i am a picky eater, i hate repetitive sounds like snoring etc, i hate lourd noises, i pretty much hate kids, i hate liars, i hate feeling and being alone.

Thank you very much for taking the time to reply ot even read!

Have a good day/night

i’m so sorry but i don’t write for teen wolf and i don’t write for fandoms which i don’t consider myself a part of. if anyone sees this who is part of this fandom feel free to take this request of my hands <333

[icysab]

Hey! Not sure if im asking at the right place but could i get a teen wolf ship please

Tw:mention of mental disorders

About how i look:

I'm 21, i have dyed ginger hair, green/grey eyes, im 4"9 in height, i am overweight. My style can go from anything grunge to anything like pyjamas cause sometimes i am lazy

More about my personality:

I'm pansexual, she/her, taurus sun, taurus rising, aquuatius moon. I don't have particular preference when it comes to dating its usually if i can connect with the person and be myself i will go with the flow.

French is my first language I play video games, i love animal crossing, the sims, life is strange and the last of us, i like movies like LOTR the hobbit and HP a lot i'm into witchcraft and spirituality, true crime, I have a 9yo black cat they are my favorite! I have a wierd obsession with snails as well they are my dream pet. I'm usually very honest with people and very blunt, i've been to psychwar before where i was diagnosed with BPD, PTSD, ED and anxiety.

I have 2 older sister, a mom and dad abandoned us, i m not close to anyone and i'm usually in my own bubble.

I dislike:

I dislike being woken up, i dislike being told how i should be or act, i can be obnoxious and insecure, i am a picky eater, i hate repetitive sounds like snoring etc, i hate lourd noises, i pretty much hate kids, i hate liars, i hate feeling and being alone.

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hi! i think you may have the wrong blog? i actually have never watched an episode (it’s a show right? i think?) of teen wolf so sorry lol i’m not going to be able to match you up. hopefully you find the blog you were looking for though!

[soniabigcheese]

Hi! Hope you're doing well! Could I request Scott self harm? Like the stress of everything causes him to relieve it in some way or it can be because stuff is falling apart around him.

I also thought he accidentally let his brothers get hurt again and decided to punish himself. Whatever works for you! You don't have to do all 3! (If self harm is too dark, I completely understand and I'm very sorry😅)

This probably isn't what you'd expected but here you go.

Jeff was sat in the principal's office and beside him was his eldest son, Scott. Head hung down in defeat, eyes staring at some spot on the hideous carpet.

Had he gotten thinner than the last time he'd seen him?

Jeff wasn't sure because he rarely saw his boys. He was so busy with board meetings, space flight checks. This was all strange to him. Lucy was the one who dealt with their sons shenanigans and debriefed him later on.

But Lucy wasn't there any more. His Mom took over the role as 'mother'

"Mr Tracy?"

The sharp tone cut through his thoughts and he shook his head and looked at the principal. She was leaning forward, elbows on her desk and a matronly glare from behind thick rimmed glasses.

"We have reason to believe that your son ... has an eating disorder."

Scott? Seriously? Nah, couldn't be. The kid eats like a horse.

He shrugged.

"What can I say? He's a picky eater," came the flippant reply, "more so since my mom took over cooking."

She glared even further.

"You're not taking this seriously Mr Tracy," she countered, standing up and walking around the desk to face Scott, lifting one of his arms.

Sure enough, the limb was very thin.

"He has ... a high metabolic rate? Can burn off calories faster than he can eat them?"

He knew he was delaying the obvious here, unwilling to accept that Scott wasn't eating properly. Because eating disorders affect just girls ... right? Or at least that's what he knew about that subject.

"He fainted in history class."

Jeff's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"And the catering staff noticed his odd behaviour during lunch, eating very fast then making excuses to run to the bathroom. Sometimes hiding food when he thought nobody was looking."

"And how long has this been going on?" "Not long after the death of your wife, his mother."

Ah, now that explained things. It had been a traumatic experience for all of them, barring Gordon and Alan because they were far too young to understand.

He'd brushed off the idea of family therapy because he thought that they could manage.

Apparently not.

"May I suggest that he seeks professional help before this gets worse?" "You mean a shrink?" "In a sense, yes." "No." "Maybe a nutritionist and behaviour therapy?" "We can manage." "From what I've seen, no, you are not managing at all. You are in denial Mr Tracy and it is affecting all your sons. So I repeat .... get help before it's too late."

"I'm sorry dad," Scott's voice was barely a whisper, "I'm trying ... I really am. But I miss her so much."

Jeff looked at his son ... REALLY looked at him, and saw, not his robust little boy, but what could be described as a street urchin. His beautiful blue eyes, large against his thin face, cheekbones starting to protrude.

How had he missed this?

Simple, because he'd been playing the part of an ostrich, burying his head deeper into the sand and ignoring everything around him.

He pulled his son into his arms and gave him a brief hug, looked up at the principal and nodded.

"We'll get through this Scott," he said thickly, "let's get our old Scott back."

[solicitcus]

⧼    brianne howey, cis female, she/her   /   hard times - paramore + a shattered dish, an abandoned bird, a crowd. what do these things have in common, little one? they all must be handled with CARE.    ⧽   ━━   hey, isn’t that MARA LEE TRAVERS? i read a daily prophet article on her, once ; the TWENTY SEVEN year old half blood WITCH is a HUFFLEPUFF alumnus who has gone on to be a HEALER at ST.MUNGOS. i’ve heard she can be quite DEPENDABLE & NIMBLE, but i don’t know… she came off very STUBBORN & REACTIVE in that interview. it really is hard to know what to believe these days though, isn’t it?   

pinterest , playlist , stats , bio ! ( all works in progress )

not the daughter to the travers, but his neice ! THAT travers was sort of the black sheep of the family, in a way, and is seen as a very large blemish on an otherwise dazzling history. 

that being said, mara was born to two very loving parents ! she was one of four children, and the second eldest. she took the role of being the big sister very seriously, and it’s a sort of trope that she’s never outgrown, and she’s fine with that ! when she was younger she very much loved to mimic her mother - gardening, helping her younger siblings with homework, cooking ( no matter how bad she was at it ! ). as she got older, she was the COOL older sister who bought alcohol for them and their friends, the person they called to be picked up when mom and dad was too risky an option. if anything stayed consistent, it was that she was ALWAYS ready to help ! this notion extended to pretty much anyone.

by no means does that mean she’s super responsible, she loves to have her fun too <3 she is the <3 worlds oldest teenager, if you will ! 

now for the sad - while in her younger years she really had a GREAT relationship with her parents, it did crumble a bit around the second wizarding war. mara was 20, living at home at the time as many do after leaving ~school~ when the household shifted. her dad was different - a house that was warm felt more volatile than anything else. lost on the family was that their father was under the imperius curse a la the death eaters and travers, and he was likely working alongside the death eaters, despite the actual man vehemently opposing them. at the conclusion of the war papa travers was cleared of any crimes committed due to his sparkling record and citing the curse, though in a way, damage was done. at this point, she has a better relationship with her dad ! however, there is a great deal of saddness that is sort of attached to the thought of how guilty her father still feels, and how she somehow couldn’t HELP what happened to him !

that being said, she did return to fight in the war ! during her time at hogwarts she was in dumbledore’s army, and a while after she graduated she actually joined the order. 

a healer, she spent time being a traveling healer in her early twenties, acquiring one year contracts in a few different countries before coming back to britain around her 25th birthday. she now works as a healer at st. mungos !

tldr ; a healer with a wack uncle and sad dad, who loves her family very much ! v much the Cool Older Sister niche to p much anybody ! v much the social butterfly ! can be a little bit of a spitfire, but not in the cliche. . . don’t mess with mama bear kind of way, u know?

wanted connections 

best buddies ! please. she probably has so many. imagine that friend thats like i saw this in the store and thought of u so i bought it. but also. i am clumsy so i also broke it and had to glue it back together. but don’t worry. it’s glitter glue.

exes ! give me angst. give me exes on good terms, too! give me people mara went on a handful of dates with and they or she was like no thanks <3. 

neighbors ! she prob lives alone but in a relatively nice apartment somewhere, i truly am not picky ! ppl she can knock on the door of and be like hello <3 i have wine <3 also alternatively someone that wants her to kick rocks because she plays taylor swift too loud !

people her father wronged under the imperius curse in the second wizarding war ! this is so specific. we would have to plot it. but it could be fun. could be awkward. 

people she practiced healing spells on in hogwarts when she probably shouldn’t have been <3 ! mara vc so sorry about the toe that is coming out of ur knee, but i think i fixed whatever was bothering u <3 

people she met abroad ! so vague. ppl she forced herself upon to be her friend. ppl she had a short maybe one year rendevous with and then was like so long it is my time to depart - i will remember u in therapy <3 

truly anything i am a nutcase and will quite literally take on any plot u want i will make it work 

[renaxwrites]

Eleven

.02  -  Ready to Run

synopsis: the number Eleven had always appeared in milestones of your life. it was a constant, and you didn’t know why. but you would soon find out when you study abroad in japan and meet Him.

pairing: tsukishima kei x fem!reader

warnings: none!

masterlist: here :)

a/n: hey y’all! I decided to give tsukishima’s mom a name, just to give her more familiarity for the story. I stuck with the ‘moon’ name theme, so her name is mizuki, meaning ‘beautiful moon’ or ‘water moon’. also, English will be in bold. btw, see if you can spot the lil meme ;) I hope you guys enjoy <3

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There’s a lightning in your eyes I can’t deny. Then there’s me inside a sinking boat, running out of time. 

“We have now landed at our final destination, Japan. Please make sure to gather all of your belongings. Thank you for choosing to fly with us, we hope you have a wonderful rest of your day.”

Antsy, you jump up impatiently, cursing yourself for choosing the window seat, having to now wait a god-awful two more minutes to leave the plane.

Eventually, crisp, non-artificial and suffocating air blows your through hair as you rush outside to flag down a taxi to take you up north. The drive wasn’t too long, which was too bad. The journey to Miyagi prefecture was breathtaking, with mountains, scenery and all. Soon you stand outside a gorgeous residence with a quaint cherry blossom tree in the front.

You let out a quick sigh, and play with your locket, hoping to not let your nerves get the best of you as you walk up to the door. For some reason, knocking on doors and ringing doorbells and such made you nervous, so the second you step up to the door, you say a quick prayer, muster up all the courage you could, and are about to knock, when a pretty, blonde-ish woman greets you with a flourish.

“Welcome! We’re so excited to meet you! Here, let me help with your things, you’ve probably had a long trip…”

“Thank you,” you bow quickly before the two of you start hauling in your luggage.

“My name is Tsukishima Mizuki, but please, call me Mizuki, if you’re comfortable enough. I hope you don’t mind, it’s just me in here for the time being. I actually took time off of work so I can be here when you arrived! I have two sons, so I’ll admit it’ll be a nice change to have a girl in our company,” she laughs. Her warm, light-hearted laugh was enough to put you at ease and let down your guard.

“Thank you,” you say again. “My name is (y/l/n)(y/n), but call me (y/n).” You offer a small smile.

“Well, (y/n), I’m so glad you’re able to stay with us.” She leads you over to the dining area so the two of you can sit. “I can’t say I’ve ever met anyone from the U.S... I’ve always wondered what it was like over there...so I apologize in advance if I pester you with questions, haha! Sorry, sometimes I’m super curious about other cultures, so please let me know if I’m ever invading your space, then I’ll zip my lips!” Mizuki makes a motion of zipping her lips shut, then puts her imaginary key in her pocket.

You chuckle. “I don’t mind at all. I’m actually curious about culture over here as well. That’s part of why I chose to study over here!”

Mizuki ‘unzips’ her lips and forms a small ‘o’ in surprise. “Ohhh! How exciting! So, if you don’t mind me asking, did you study the language before you arrived? You speak Japanese very well! And that reminds me, you’re from the US, so you can speak English also, right?” she clearly is excited to get to know you, and the longer you converse with her, the more you feel comfortable.

“Well, my mother is Japanese, so she taught me the language. My dad was born and raised in America, so yeah, I am fluent in both English and Japanese. By the way, you have a very beautiful home, or, in translation, you have a very beautiful home.”

Mizuki laughs again. “You are one interesting girl, (y/n). I can already sense you will bring some joy to this home. On a different note, my boys will be home soon. My oldest, Akiteru, isn’t home that often due to work, but he promised to stop by so he can meet you. So you might see him around once in a while. My youngest, Kei, is actually your age. He goes to Karasuno High School not too far from here. You’ll see each other a lot, so if he's ever disrespectful, make sure to report to me,” she playfully demands.

You fake salute with a hearty “Yes ma’am!”

You both chuckle, then Mizuki checks the time. “They’ll actually be home soon, so I should start making dinner. Is there anything you prefer to eat? I can try to look up some American recipes, but I’m afraid it won’t taste the same…”

Waving your hands frantically, you fuss, “There’s no need to go through all that trouble! I’ve eaten plenty of the same meals you’ve had, so honestly, anything you make is fine. I might add I’m not a picky eater either, so hopefully that makes things easier!”

Mizuki hums and nods her head. “I’ll make some ramen tonight then. That sound alright to you?”

“As long as you let me help!”

                                  ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The past couple of hours had been the best you’ve had in a while. You can already tell that the stay in this particular household was going to be pleasant and serene.

Or so you thought.

Dinner was finished and the table was set. All that was left was the arrival of the boys. According to Mizuki, each boy came home at a certain time every day. If that was true, then Akiteru would be here in three minutes, and Kei would be here in Eleven.  

You didn’t want to read too much into that.

As expected, Akiteru arrives exactly three minutes later, where he swings open the door with a grin. “Where’s this mysterious creature that my mom’s been babbling about for months?”

Laughing, you get up and raise your hands in the air. “Most likely me!! And for months? My file can’t have been that interesting, was it?”

Akiteru chuckles, “Seemed like any old generic file to me. Probably the fact that you’re from America is the one thing that did it.”

The two of you turn to Mizuki who giggles and shrugs, “Can’t blame me can you?”

“Seems fair. My name is Tsukishima Akiteru, but Akiteru is just fine honestly. We only see each other sometimes, but feel free to ask me any anything! I’ll write down my phone number for you later. I would do it now but I’m starving! Long day at work...Ah, look at me babbling and being rude. What’s your name by the way?”

“(y/l/n) (y/n), but just call me (y/n), I don’t mind.”

“First name basis in only five minutes! Who woulda thought...ha, not me! Anyhow, I hope you’ll enjoy being here, we’ll be like a little family. Big brother Akiteru will take care of you whenever you need help or advice. Okay?”

You nod excitedly. “I’ve never had a brother. Or any siblings. This should be fun then…”

Akiteru laughs. “Well I’m glad to be the first closest thing to a sibling you’ll have. Speaking of which, where’s Kei? I’m so ready to eat!” As if on cue, his stomach rumbles.

Mizuki checks the time. “Any minute now.”

Just then, the door creaks open, and the room goes silent as you hear a shuffling of shoes being taken off. As his footsteps move closer, you can already tell this first meeting wouldn’t be as smooth as Mizuki’s or Akiteru’s.

Kei walks in with multiple bags on. You swear you can catch slight whiff of his scent from where you’re sitting.

A light mix of sweat and cologne? Mint?

You can’t put your finger on what it is, but it smells good…

And just as quick as the scent came, it was gone. Kei was gone.

You wondered what you missed in the split second you zoned out, but it must’ve been nothing due to the fact that Kei’s face showed surprise as he walked back in the room. You tried not to notice how attractive he was, despite only wearing a plain crescent sweatshirt and gray sweats. Nor the fact that even though his pj’s were plain they still clung to the evident muscles he had. Not the way those sweatpants hung loose on his hips and fit in just a certain place either…

Or definitely not the fact that he was now staring at you.

You felt yourself blush, and seemed to forget how to talk.

He beat you to the punch though.

“Who’s she?”

Mizuki shook her head. “This is (y/l/n) (y/n). She’s from the United States and is going to be staying with us for a while. Be nice and introduce yourself.”

Kei huffs. “I’m Tsukishima.”

Akiteru catches on to the lack of interest. “Tsukishima? No first name either lil’ bro?”

“Kei. Tsukishima Kei. But we’re not on first name terms yet, so I didn’t think it mattered. Haven't seen you in a minute Akiteru, is she why you’re home today?”

His big brother, still trying to spark some interest, pipes up, “Yeah! I mean, it’s not every day you get someone from a whole different country moving in. Plus you’ll be school buddies! Come on lil’ bro get excited about that at least!”

Kei, or Tsukishima apparently, slowly sits down as he took that fact in. “Is she really going to the same school as me?”

His mother sensed the displeasure in his voice, but she wasn’t going to take that attitude toward you, the new guest. “Yes, Kei, and you show her around the campus tomorrow when she starts.”

Tsukishima huffed again, “Do I really, I doubt we’ll have the same class, plus I have practice and a whole lot of other things to do.”

You try to ease the tension. Speaking for the first time, you announce, “It’s okay, I actually have to meet the vice principal for my schedule, then I’ll see what happens from there. So don’t worry about it!”

Tsukishima turns to you. He smirks. “So she does speak.”

You blush again, but are quick to retort, “Yup, in both Japanese and English, whichever you prefer.”

There’s a falter in his smirk, showing that he didn’t expect you to have a comeback.

“This will be interesting,” he simply states.

He says nothing else for the rest of the night. Just silently listens as Mizuki and Akiteru ask endless questions about you and your home country.

Though he remained silent, his presence seemed to affect you the most, even as you all retire to your separate rooms. Even as you lay in bed and stare at the ceiling, knowing he was in the next room. Even as you closed your eyes and drifted off to sleep.

For the first time since your parents’ accident, you had no nightmares.

There's a devil in your smile that's chasing me. And every time I turn around it's only gaining speed.

[orrible-orrible-orrible]

50 Questions You Have Never Been Asked!

@moonlwt thank you for the tag! This is going to be long ride.

What is the color or your hairbrush? Azure Blue

A food you never eat? There are a lot of things. I am a very picky eater. But I will go with sea food.

Are you typically too warm or too cold? My hands and feet are generally very cold, no matter the temperature.

What were you doing 45 minutes ago? Teaching guitar to my sister.

What is your favorite candy bar? Kit Kat

Have you ever been to a professional sporting event? No

What is the last thing you said out loud? 1 2 2 1 2 2 1 (it is guitar strumming pattern)

What is your favorite ice cream? Blue lagoon or Raspberry

What was the last thing you had to drink? Water.

Do you like your wallet? Yes. My mum gifted it to me 2 years ago. It is peach in color

What was the last thing you ate? Instant cup noodles. I didn't like the breakfast that mum had made.

Did you buy any new clothes last weekend? No. Lockdown :( I anyways don't shop a lot.

The last sporting event you watched? I think it was cricket. I don't really remember to be honest.

What is your favorite flavor of popcorn? Plain salted.

Who is the last person you sent a text message to? My best friend wishing her good luck for her exam today.

Ever gone camping? Yes, 11th grade. Our bus almost fell off the road on the way to the camp. Good times.

Do you take vitamins? Not right now.

Do you go to church every Sunday? I am not a religious person and I am a Hindu (even though I don't really practice) so no. I like to visit places or worship for architectural purposes though.

Do you have a tan? No

Do you prefere Chinese food or pizza? Pizza

Do you drink your soda with a straw? No

What color socks do you usually wear? Loud, bright colors with lots of patterns.

Do you drive above the speed limit? Never. I am way too scared.

What terrifies you? Failure and reptiles.

Look to your left, what do you see? A Yardley London English Lavender deodorant

What chore do you hate? Washing dishes

What do you think when you hear an Australian accent? Right now it is just the fires in Australia. I hope everyone and everything is recovering as well as it can.

What's your favorite soda? I don't really like Soda

Do you go in a fast food place or just hit drive-thru? I rarely eat out, so when I do, I like to dine in.

Who was the last person you talked to? My mom

Favorite cut of Beef? I don't eat beef.

Last song you listened to? Raakh by Arijit Singh. Messes me up every time.

Last book you read? 1984 by George Orwell, if we are talking published works outside of syllabus. Fanfiction - Twist and Shout because I love pain and Mary Wollstonecraft's A Vindication of the Rights of Women for my coursework.

Favorite day of the week? Friday. I was born on one.

Can you speak the alphabet backwards? Yes, but very slowly.

How do like your coffee? Ice cold cap.

Favorite Pair of shoes? My denim sneakers

At what time do you normally go to bed? 00:30 - 1:00.

At what time do you normally get up? 8:00/9:00 at the moment.

What time do you prefer: sunrise or sunsets? Sunsets. I am hardly up for a sunrise.

How many blankets are on your bed? None. Its too hot for one.

Describe your kitchen plates. Stainless steel with my sister and my names carved at the back of 6 each.

Do you have a favorite alcoholic beverage? I don't drink alcohol

Do you play cards? Yes. Love to. Especially, rummy and bluff.

What color is your car? I don't have one.

Can you change a tire? No. But I will learn to when I own a vehicle.

What is your favorite state/province? I don't have one. But for purpose of scenery I really love Kerala and Rajasthan. (India)

Favorite Job you've ever had? Research intern.

How did you get your biggest scar? There is a scar on my right knee from when I a stone pierced through my skin when I was running around at the age of 5.

What did you do today that made someone happy? Dunno. Helped mum and dad in housework. Maybe that.

Whew. That was long ride. But it was fun.

Tagging: @lunaeaton @aniridescentreadertoo @sorry-butlarryisfuckingreal @ofbooksandstardust and anyone else who wants to do it.

[sumeshi-t]

the idea of making hc’s of children is sosososo cute. i’ll follow ur steps chloe @akaashit-baeji lolol this is gonna be really self-indulgent buuut my excuse is that it’s my birthday so here it goes... i'm writing the last half of this with a hangover and a bad case of dysmenorrhea... sucks 2 be me

Oikawa Teru (及川 輝)

his name “輝“ means “bright”, and this boi lives up to it because, let’s face it, he’s gonna be like his dad. he embodies this “brightness”, in a way that he’s smart, and he makes sure he and his team’s (or whichever team he’s going to be in) will shine on the court

wavy/curly hair and a victim of my and his dad’s astigmatism. always has this cheeky smile, and he gets my brimming energy so he’s really approachable and charming

very good with words; it’s like he always knows what to say

when he plays he also wears contact lenses

but don’t be fooled. in their generation, it’s him who has to put iwaizumi’s son in check. he knows everything about his teammates too, he knows more than what he lets on (which sometimes, they find creepy, but they all know he means well)

anyway, unlike his dad, he doesn’t really mind having geniuses around. instead, he watches them very closely; something like “mutualism”. he knows what he lacks and he knows he can learn from them too, vice versa.

is into horror games. in his free time, he and his sister take turns playing. and they decide it by seeing who can last the longest without flinching/screaming. he’s annoyed because his sister’s better at it 

has fans, ngl. i mean look at him. however, the female fans especially, are pretty on guard. he’s approachable, but anytime they see him with his sister... they back out. he doesn’t mind, he loves his sister and it actually amuses him. he’s the same when it comes to the boys who hang around her too!

basically protective siblings who are always there for eo

is very neat. can’t concentrate when something is out of place. he keeps his nails short, has a somewhat flowery scent. yes, he uses female perfumes because he despises strong smells.

bug-catching was his childhood hobby just like mine’s was. used to sneak beetles in iwaizumi’s son’s backpack back then

he will never admit it but he actually asks his sister for fashion tips because his taste sucks ass so bad

basically his major problem or issue in life is getting compared to his father (he’s also a setter). he hates that so much, being hidden in the shadow of his dad, and when people just recognize him for being oikawa tooru’s son.

something he and ushijima’s child relate to so strongly. they’re friendly rivals; might end up being teammates in their career hmm

so when he’s the one stressed, he skips practice for a day just so he could recollect his thoughts. usually stays in the library to read books he picked up based on the titles; might either open up to iwa or his sister later on, it depends. then when he’s okay, he doubles the amount of training

Oikawa Rie (及川 麗恵) it’s /ri-ye/ oki

so the kanjis are: "麗" meaning, beautiful and "恵" is blessed. tooru thought of this name obviously

also has curly hair like mine. has that tiny mole below her eye just like i do. actually has lots of moles over her body; one time she fell asleep on the couch her brother drew connecting lines between the moles on her arm and called them constellations. it was nice she thought but still, the next day, teru had to wear a band-aid over his nose bridge.

she’s just a year younger. is less “vibrant” than her brother, a bit more serious. has a resting bitch face and she’s not even sorry about it and i love her for that

she’s actually relieved she looks like that, or else she knows the girls in her class would flock to her just to get in her brother’s pants. usually brushes them off with “ask him, not me��� or “do you think that’s any of my concern?” 

her tongue her words damn never get to this baby girl’s bad side she’s gonna burn you alive. like fr when she’s angry, oh she’s gonna show you that she’s angry. but tbh she's very sweet, leaves little notes or little gifts to her friends every now and then

she just doesn’t want her brother’s heart to be broken (she’s heard stories from her mom about her dad’s many hs exes), and she knows teru’s struggles

therefore

doesn’t really like volleyball that much. it’s because she didn’t get to grow up with her dad around, she felt like it separated her from him. she’s not mad at him though. she’s very supportive of him and her brother.

used to play vb though when they were kids. but that’s all it was for her

she’s the team’s honorary manager lol the occasional “i brought you guys sumn” or “something-kun, a girl from my class says she likes you so do your best” etc

the team’s lil sister how bout that

despite being tolerant of horror games, this girl is vvvv squeamish. she cries at the sight of internal organs or blood. biology lab was the worst time of her life 

when she dug up my hs videos she was shook to discover i once did theater. and thus begins her interest in theater too

and??? baby girl is actually???? really really good???? 

the girls she used to shut down nicknamed her “prima”, short for “prima donna” she hates it. hates it more when her closest theater buddy was the one who spread that around

immediately went to the gym to spike some balls from her brother. baby girl was crying because she was just so pissed.

she was given ice cream and sweets afterwards. ugh it’s so cute idk she’s baby to the team skksksk they protecc

in that upcoming play, her first ever performance, the whole team got front row seats and howled when she came on during curtain call; it was vvv sweet and memorable even if the guys were kinda reprimanded afterwards lmao

which is why, in return, boiis also have a hard time approaching her because damn??? the vb team as your knights???? excuse me??? 

oh have i mentioned she has a sweet tooth? mygod. she has a stash of sweets in her room. teru has had to sneak some away because she might get tooth aches or diabetes

her pastel nail polish is arranged by shade, her body clock is fucked up lmao she hates the mornings; has succulents by her window which she names after various characters from books/plays etc she’s for sure gonna be a theater actress tho

asks help from iwa’s son for math. even her brother’s 0% help. teru is smart but a terrible teacher. she’s an above-average student and that’s all that matters for her. she can leave the spotlight to her brother because she only craves one type of spotlight

Miya Seiichi (宮 聖一) and Miya Seiji (宮 聖二)

their names literally mean “聖” sacred then “一” is one, and “二” is two

atsumu thought it was funny. when they were kids, seiichi’s nickname was “juan” and seiji’s was “tutu” (i gave them the nicknames)

when the twins discovered the meaning behind the nicknames, they hated it. especially seiji, he despises it vvv much

so when they were hs, seiichi = chi, seiji = ji for the people they're close with

as we can see here, the twins unfortunately got my curls. seiichi likes his hair as is. he doesn’t like the thought of dyeing his hair just to be differentiated from his twin. in fact he enjoys twin jokes, enjoys tripping people up about it. seiji on the other hand, grew tired of his brother’s jokes and by the time hs started, he sacrifices his soft hair. 

between the two, seiji is the one who has my ugly eyesight. add to the fact that he reads a lot (once he starts he can’t put it down. so he reads in the dark, in a moving car etc)

the piercings was a thing that happened between them, and their cousins (which were also twins wtf)–it was a 2v2 vb thing and they lost

surprisingly, the cousins weren't pleased bc atsumu didn't scold them for getting piercings (but for playing half-heartedly). seiichi wanted the piercings tho tbh it was the perfect excuse. ngl, seiji also wanted them.

first let's talk abt seiichi, aside from the fact he also got my mole (he feels it makes him look cuter tho)

seiichi's into vb, but not a setter. he's the ace. may or may not push through with it as a career. he hasn't decided yet. is actually a bit sad that seiji didn't join the vb club in hs, he wanted them to be like his dad and uncle.

seiichi doesn't have any uh, quirks like shutting the whole cheer squad up like his dad does. but he usually dribbles the ball five times before any serve (this is something i did before) and he likes the 'ooooh hey' thing the crowd does when he goes for a serve

his side of the room doesn't have much stuff going on except workout equipment. he follows what exercise plan i give him as da PT mom that i am, and he is very strict with his diet and with what he eats–he's close to not needing a calorie counter anymore; but not a picky eater. he loves his uncle's cooking very much and he is jealous he can't cook even if he tries

he can do beatboxing, he learned it through youtube lmao his spotify playlists are da bombest; he learns a lot in youtube tho in his free time. his current interest is magic tricks and french (he thinks he can use it to woo that girl from class 4)

he hates insects, and hates mess. he has had to scold his twin about it that it escalated to them having this imaginary line in the middle of the room

anyway, he's straightforward. but not rude. he just doesn't like any pretenses so he says what he thinks or feels is right. may or may not have led to some misunderstandings, but he owns up to his mistakes if he crossed a line

next, seiji

even if he looks like a nerd with his glasses tbh he is not he actually hates studying. you can love reading without having to love studying right? he's that dude

the only time that he regrets dyeing his hair was when he realizes couldn't change identities so his brother could take his exam for him

his side of the room is littered with his sketches, notes from books, pencils everywhere – he drew a bunch of ants one time on a paper and made it look like they're real ass ants and placed it on seiichi's pillow

to solve this problem, atsumu has planned to give him a tablet for his next birthday

quits vb in hs because he kinda lost interest? he still finds it fun but he doesn't wanna be put under the pressure that his dad and uncle left for them lmao

he's in art clubs tho

he designs banners/posters for the team anyway. they use his strategic mind from the shit he's read for any plays and stuff so when he's not drawing, he's thinking

he might look like he has no emotions, but tbh he is more emotional and empathetic than his brother. he cries easily over the simplest things, like those grandparents vids, or rescuing animals and stuff

and thats why he doesn't let people in too much bc he knows he'll be hurt (dw seiichi knows this vvv well, and even if they do have arguments, he loves his lil bro and helps him about this)

has once begged to have a cat at home–seiichi didn't want bc he knows his twin is gonna leave him for clean up lmao

he can cook period.

he's gonna either be an architect or an animator, still hasn't decided.

his music taste sucks lmao. his youtube recents are filled with cooking stuff; in constant conversation with his uncle abt cooking lol it be cute sometimes atsumu is jealous bc he feels his son is closer to his brother than with him

he is forgetful that's why his stuff is messy lol he keeps misplacing stuff, sometimes it's literally in front of him and he's just 'where????'

but remembers dates well, remembers plays well. he's good at nitpicking tiny nearly insignificant details. just anything outside studying? he's good. dw he passes his classes but he hates giving effort for that shit lololol

[runswithscissors26]

Just gotta vent. Ignore this/I just need to scream into the void and feel a little bit heard for a second.

I have food issues. I have issues with food. Food is gross. I don't like it. I almost never get hungry. I can and will forget to eat for a whole day. Me wanting specific food is very rare.

I am a very picky eater. I am a vegetarian (not vegan). I am lactose intolerant (I can get around this with Lactaid pills, but its a pain).

Food has to look, smell, taste, and feel right for me to eat it. If it looks or smells funny, it's not happening.

I have 3 breakfast options, plus 2 "fancy" ones for when I go out.

I have 6 lunch options, plus 2 for when I go out.

I have 12 dinner options, 6 of which are the same as my lunch options, plus the 2 options from lunch for when I go out.

I have 6 otions for snacks/desserts.

I used to have more options, but cut them for one reason or another.

I get on kicks where I'll eat the same few things for days, weeks, or months all the time. Example: I ate crackers with peanut butter for breakfast, a peanut butter sandwich for lunch, and mac and cheese for dinner for YEARS. I rarely deviated from it. Then, I totally switched. I couldn't stand the sight of those foods and rotayed through seversl more phases, but they were shorter than that one.

If a food I usually eat tastes funny, there's a very good chance I'm getting sick. In 1st grade my mom sent me to school with a peanut butter sandwich and chocolate milk for lunch (my fav meal at the time). It tasted horrible, so I went to the nurse, explained, and had her take my temperature, etc. No temp., nothing clearly wrong with me, but I insisted. She called my mom.

Come to find out, lunch tasted gross because she changed brands of peanut butter, bread, and milk. She hadn't told me. She apologized for not telling me and switched back the brands. Life went on. She would tell me if the store was out of my brand and she had to substitute another gmfor a coupke of days.

Fast forward 20 years... I can't cook like my mom because she doesn't follow the directions on boxes, so I can't cook any of the foods I like (that require cooking). I still live with my parents for a bunch of reasons, one of which being my food issues/forgetting to eat.

I'm back to my crackers/sandwich/mac and cheese routine for the most part. I drink my instant meal shake when it's too hot for hot food, but other than that, I'm back to basics.

I eat Kraft original/classic mac and cheese with "a bit" of extra milk and 3 slices of Velveeta cheese melted and the poured over the top and mixed in. I was actually hungry for dinner! So my mom made my food a bit early because the hungry feeling will pass and not come back. I thanked her when I got it from the pot, like always. It looked a little pale and smelled a little different, but I didn't say anything because is wasn't repulsive, I hadn't seen it out in the light, and I hadn't tasted it. She gets upset when I reject food that she makes, so I decided to try it.

So I go sit down and take a bite. It has a weird flavor, and the weird smell is still there. And there are little tiny things in it that kind of look like pepper. I took another bite, thinking maybe it was just a little bit that got accidentally sprinkled in when she was making her and my dad's food.

Nope. The weird taste and smell are still there. So I go best out of 5. Still weird. But now she's in the middle of making their dinner, and I feel bad marching into the kitchen and rejecting food that she makes for me, especially if she is busy with something else.

At this point, I've eaten about a quarter of the bowl and decide that just this once, I can deal, its just a little pepper or seasoning. So I ate kind of fast and didn't really chew, and decide that if my mom didn't spill something in it (by accident), then I'm cutting mac and cheese out of my diet again.

As I'm taking my last bites, my parents join me with their dinners. I (gently, I don't bite the hand that feeds me, and she's a bit sensitive about having her cooking criticized) tell her I think she might've accidentally spilled a little pepper or something in my food. She looks confused, so I showed her a noodle with the stuff on it.

She gets this guilty look on her face and I'm instantly back in first grade, telling a nurse that I must be sick and her insisting that there's nothing wrong with me.

Turns out that she cooked the noodles and got up to the part where she melts the cheese and realized we are out of velveeta. She substituted some shredded 5 cheese blend that we had. She confessed and said that she would have told me if I had come back in and told her.

She insisted I must have liked it because I ate it all. The one time I try to "grow up" and suffer through a meal so my mom doesn't get her feelings hurt, it turns out that she was trying to pull something. I tried to explain that I ate fast because I was trying not to taste it, but neither she nor my dad believe me. They think I'm overreacting now only because I know for sure.

I reminded her of the incident in first grade and she said she remembers it. I doubt she remembers how freaked out I was because if she did, she wouldn't have pulled this sh*t.

She said she didn't want to waste the food, so she didn't tell me. Well, its wasted now! When I smelled and saw it in the pot I took half my usual amount in case I couldn't stomach it. 3/4 of a box of Kraft is now trash.

God forbid I try to spare someone's feelings and not return food like a Karen at a restaurant.

My dad piped up as I was leaving the table that we do have velveeta, it just wasn't in the right spot because the drawer was full.

Yeah, I left 2 min after they sat down, I'm not sitting there to be guilted and b*tched at because someone else tried to pull something. They both know about my food issues and how bad they are, and she should have told me.

And on top of all this, I had a reaction to the dairy. Velveeta is sooo not real cheese, maybe like 5% real, but the cheese that was in the food I ate was real. For my regular mac and cheese, I need 1 pill. Throw more dairy in, I need more pills. I thought I was having my nice regular fake cheese and took 1 pill. But alas, it was weird looking, weird smelling, pale, real cheese with little bits of who knows what in it.

Let's throw some more on shall we? Tomorrow is my birthday. It's been hot so I've been having my drink instead of hot food. I was looking forward to mac and cheese for dinner tomorrow too. WAS.

Now I don't want to look at mac and cheese.

Now I don't want to be in the same room as them.

Now I'm locked away (hiding) during what is usually my wind down time. Usually I read for a few hours before bed.

Now I'm too angry and hurt to have the patience.

Now I'm crying and sniffly.

Now I'm dreading my birthday, when I'm supposed to be all happy and sh*t tomorrow.

I realize how insignificant this is to the rest of the world. But its significant to me, in my little corner of the world. The person I trust to make my food screwed with it, lied to me (by omission), and then tried to put it all back on me because I didn't return it.

"Sorry" in the tone she used doesn't cut it. If I could eat like a normal person, I would. Don't lie to me about my gd food. I have enough issues with it already.

[learning2fly05]

5/14/2020

I'd figure I write the date since for some reason that doesn't show it here nor give me the chance to add a title through their mobile app. Hopefully that can be fixed here. Anyways, a lot of new updates since the last post. The "Go with the Flow" pills that I started to take are, in my opinion, working. Yes I either wake up or towards the end of the day have some negative thoughts, but I quickly dismiss them and go about my day. I still only take one pill a day and that's only in the mornings. I stopped taking my 5-htp pills cause the couple of times that I did take them along with other pills I had stronger negative episodes. Not sure why and I don't think I was starting nor ending my monthly friend, so I have no idea what was going on. I feel I just need to focus on what really needs to be fixed or balanced and the "Go" pills do that. I also noticed that I have lost weight and this has nothing to do with the "Go" pills. My husband and I have been eating healthier by trying out a new veggie each week or do and incorporating them into our dinners. I was a picky eater, still am with certain foods including veggies, but ever since moving down here to Texas and my husband finding ways to introduce veggies to me I have learned to enjoy veggies I never thought I would eat. I knew my husband, boyfriend at the time, loved veggies and cooking and trying new foods so I had to brace myself when it occurred and it paid off. As I was saying, we just tried a new veggie once a week or so and incorporate it in our dinners. We also just add any veggies we have on hand and throw them in the food processor to make a pasta sauce or add again to our dinners. This I believe is what is making me loose weight, which I don't mind and it's a small blessing in disguise. I have yet to mention this to my husband and would like to know if he himself lost weight, but I don't want me in asking or mentioning it to trigger anything [negative] with him. I'll figure something out with this in asking or I just won't mention it at all.

Another thing I mentioned in the last post, the land. So the land did get put up for sale and we have secured it. It is ours! We are waiting on the closing date for it to officially call it ours and the closing date is around the 25th of this month if not sooner. Once we get the paperwork and all set we will need to figure out what needs to be fixed in the house and boy do we have a list already for that and we will be needing help for them all. Along with that, we feel or my husband feels that we need to start packing to add our stuff into a storage unit and move in with his mom for a couple of months. She says 6 months or less, but in order for us to save money to add a house in that land and other expenses, we might need to live with them longer than 6 months. My husband has been worried and stressed with all this, but I keep telling him that we have gone through worse and made it. We can do this and we need to take it one day at a time.

Yesterday, I was getting worried about my husband and the time it was taking him to get home. Once I texted him in asking he said he was literally 5 minutes away, but what he said in that short time on the phone I got scared. The words he used just threw me off and alerted. He had something to tell me and didn't want to tell me on the phone. Once he arrived he embraced me and didn't want to let me go. What he wanted to tell me was something serious to him and in my mind, a whole lot of things were playing.. all of course negative. He said he talked to his mom, a friend from work and again with his mom and he concluded that he was alright with us having a kid. I cried, happy tears! We both gone back and forth with this, saying yes and no to it throughout the years. The night prior I told him that I have forgiven anyone and anything that made me not proceed with this, but it wasn't just me holding back in a sense with this topic. His reasoning to this is he didn't want to turn out like his dad, before having kids, during the pregnancy and after in raising them. We, meaning his mom and I in different times, have told him many times that he's not like his dad at all. I think it's time for him in needing to forgive himself with anyone and anything that has wronged him in his life. I know he has lots of this baggage that he still hasn't let go. He's been only thinking of the negative times he's had with his father and he needs to think of the positive and know that he can change that. That statistic can be changed and he needs to be the one to change it. I think I need to sit down with him and possibly his mom to get him to forgive himself and anything/anyone that has wronged him so he can move on and be happy. So what I did during these crappy world times he needs to do as well and reflect on this now as well to move on. While him telling me this he did say he spoke to a friend/co-worker of his, them being a girl/woman, it threw me off and made me be a little offended. Why speak to someone else, let alone another girl, about this topic?! So I order to shut my brain up, which has been rattling with the topic "cheating" since he decided to go into the office a couple days during the week, I asked him if he had a thing for her or anyone and he said no. I know in my heart that he never will and I never will. We both been cheated on prior to meeting so why would we put each other into that mess if we know how it feels to be cheated on. He said it's normal and I guess natural, but is it really? After knowing him for 12 years and married for 5 of those years shouldn't that feeling be gone? I guess it's a bit of jealousy is good in a married and it's a stem of that as well. Anyways going back to the subject at hand I guess that means that the other funk he's been going through is over as well. I told him I never want him to feel pressured or do something he doesn't want to do. He told me that he would never do something he wouldn't want to do and he doesn't feel pressured. I just hope this question didn't trigger anything in him of me having trust issues with him. I trust him, but I don't trust other women. So I guess once settled, it might be another goal or advancement in our lives. Not just buying land, a drastic living arrangements coming soon one the house is leased, but a house to our liking and then growing our family. I feel like my head is spinning currently and I need to let it settle and also let him know that we've gone through worse and no one is prepared to have kids at any point in their lives. I'm sure we'll be fine and will be good parents. We've both raised one of our little ones, my nephew and him his niece. One step at a time and day at a time. I'll work on the jealousy thing and on other things I mentioned here that to me look troubling or so. Sorry for the long post, but I needed to mention all.

Edit:

5/15/20

My husband is back! I believe that the cloud or "funk" he had went away. I'm happy for him, for us and he admitted in being scared since telling me that he was open to having kids. He also said he felt his blood pressure going up since then too and needing to take a pill for that daily since mentioning that lol. I told him it's ok, I'm scared too and baby steps throughout it all and we'll go through all of it together of course including the emotions!

[barnesatsea]

Hi everyone my name is Marce and I’m so rusty in my rp game I just want to apologize before anything else happens. Here’s an intro for both me and Eric, hope it’s not too bad :)

Sooo I’m Marce, I’m 20 and I’m studying filmmaking! that’s about as interesting as I get, really. I would say I’m a decent human being and CONSTANTLY use sarcasm so pls don’t freak out like if I say anything and it sounds kinda rude IT’S SARCASM. What else? I am absolutely terrified of floods, I’m in love with character development, I have four dogs and that’s probably about as close as I’ll ever get to having children, I’m an extremely picky eater, i kinda don’t love marvel movies oops aaand I am truly madly deeply in love with the 1975. It’s so nice to meet all of you I really look forward to interacting with all of your characters and plotting and yes <3

ALSO I haven’t actually done rp in like 6 months or more so... yeah, I’m sorry.

Now about my new baby: 

This is Eric Barnes. He’s 28 years old and he’s in love the ocean. He’s pretty easy to spot, honestly, he’s the guy next to the big mass of white and gray hair (his dog, Max). If you want Eric, you’ll have to take Max too because they’re a package deal.

A few things about him? (there’s a lot more I’ve though of but this thing would end up being way too long so a few fun facts and short head canons).

He’s single and his mom and dad desperately want him to get him a wife so please be my guest and sweep him off his feet.

On a sidenote: He’s a hopeless romantic. Believes in soulmates and true love and finding THE ONE that’s going to turn his world upside down.

He may not hang out with the nicest kids in town because he does come from a pretty wealthy family and went to both Princeton and Harvard so... yeah. But that doesn’t mean he isn’t a sunshine to absolutely everyone.

And speaking of friendships, he values them SO MUCH. You become his friend? He’ll have your back for the rest of your life (unless you stab him in the back, then he’ll have to reconsider things).

He went to Princeton because his parents made him, basically, but he had a blast. Studied Economics and took some business courses on the side. After that, he didn’t feel complete so he explored his options and decided to go to Law School and was soooo happy when he got accepted into Harvard Law School. So, economics and law. He likes them both and tells himself they’re both going to help him manage his family’s business but honestly, his one true love is environmental law.

Speaking of the environment. HE IS ONE WITH THE OCEAN. Comes from a long line of sailors and fishermen and what not and grew up with his grandfather’s stories and tales about pirates and adventurers and just everything. He’s fallen in love with the freedom he feels whenever he sets sail and the places he’s able to visit with his boat. He loves the ocean and is 100% that guy that will tell you to pick up your trash. 

Loves all animals, but none more than his dog, Max. But seriously loves all of them and specially those that belong to the marine life. He’s volunteered on the animal rehab center for years and even though he’s no veterinarian, he knows the basics of how to take care of them.

Seriously so in love with the ocean, he spends 70% of his time near the beach or the harbor (and in most cases, on his boat).

Pretty cultured guy, he is no art expert but he’s a bit of a literature nerd but that doesn’t mean he feels like he’s above reading a good YA book just for entertainment. He’ll read everything, he’ll cry to poetry, he’ll devour adventures and gasp at mysteries. Invite him to a bookclub, it’d be a dream come true.

FAN OF ABBA and he’s definitely not afraid to show it.

Just super super old fashioned with some things? Kind of like a dad in a way. If he wasn’t so charming, he’d definitely be embarrassing.

Super good dancer, plays the flute pretty well, great swimmer (used to be on the captain of the swimming team). Just an overall lovable guy who loves adventure and fun and just wants to live life to the max.

Etc, etc... ( I just got self conscious of the length of this thing.)

This was way too long I LOVE YOU IF YOU ACTUALLY READ THE WHOLE THING (And I’m sorry it only got worse as you got near the end). I don’t actually have any plots planned out yet but I’m up for literally anything you might want to throw my way so just message me if you want to plot?? or just talk, that’s good too. I’m a terrible texter but I’m always up for meeting new people <3

Aaaand that’s all.