#i still dont know why they had to say those things

[sturniololuvz]

Okay helloo!! i was wondering if you could write a fic where like the triplets little sister around 13-15 has been like distancing herself and Matt notices in one of the photos that they posted with her on insta she has recent-ish looking scars on her thigh and she was looking A LOT thinner maybe he had known that she had struggled with sh in the past but he thought she was clean? (up to u but maybe add like she was like sorta an influencer with like 400k and had been getting a lot of comments on her weight?) sorry if that didnt make sense!! IF U DONT FEEL COMFORTABLE WRITING IT DONT WRITE IT!!

“Not Just a Picture”

At first, it was little things.

Y/N wasn’t around as much, even when she was home. Her door stayed closed more. Her laugh, usually loud and unfiltered, had gotten quieter. She skipped meals sometimes — said she already ate, or wasn’t hungry.

And Matt had noticed, in that instinctive big-brother way, but he told himself she was just going through a phase. She was fifteen. Growing up. Maybe pulling back a little was normal.

Then came the photo.

They had posted a casual Instagram pic a few days ago — one of those sunny, everyone’s-home-so-let’s-smile kind of shots. Y/N had agreed reluctantly, standing between Matt and Chris, one hand on Nick’s shoulder, giving a small smile.

She looked okay.

At first.

But then Matt started reading the comments under her repost of it. The ones from strangers.

“She’s definitely lost weight… hope she’s okay.”

“Is that a scar on her thigh??”

“Why does she look so sad?”

And then he zoomed in.

She was wearing shorts — not something she usually did anymore. There, half-covered by her palm, was a faint line of fresh-looking scars along her upper thigh. Faded but real.

His heart stopped.

He thought she was past this. He thought she’d been okay.

That night, while Chris and Nick were on Twitch, Matt knocked softly on her bedroom door.

No answer.

“Y/N,” he said gently, “Can I come in?”

A pause. Then a tired, quiet voice: “I guess.”

He opened the door slowly. She was curled up in bed, hoodie sleeves pulled over her hands, scrolling on her phone like she was trying to disappear into it.

“You busy?”

She shrugged. “Just looking at comments.”

Matt sat at the end of her bed. “Don’t.”

She blinked up at him.

He hesitated. “I saw your post. And the picture. And… your leg.”

Y/N froze.

Matt’s voice cracked. “I thought you were okay. I wanted you to be okay.”

“I didn’t want you to know,” she whispered, eyes brimming. “I didn’t want to ruin how proud you were of me.”

“You don’t ruin anything,” he said, voice soft but firm. “You’re not a disappointment. You’re just hurting.”

She finally let the tears fall.

“It’s the comments,” she admitted, voice shaking. “They keep saying I look better smaller. That I’m ‘glowing.’ So I just… I kept doing it. And I felt so guilty when I couldn’t stop. I didn’t want to eat. And then I felt worse, and I—I didn’t know what else to do.”

Matt moved closer and pulled her into a hug, holding her like she was still the little girl who used to fall asleep on his chest watching cartoons.

“I’m sorry I didn’t see it sooner,” he murmured. “I should’ve asked. I should’ve checked in.”

She sobbed into his shoulder, all the pain she’d been holding in finally breaking loose.

“You don’t have to be perfect, Y/N. Not for your followers. Not for us. You’re allowed to not be okay.”

“But everyone expects me to be—”

“I don’t,” he cut in. “I just expect you to keep fighting. And when you can’t, we’ll carry it with you. Me, Chris, Nick… Nate. Whoever you need.”

—

That night, she didn’t sleep in her room. She fell asleep curled next to Matt on the couch, his hoodie wrapped around her, the weight of shame finally lighter.

And the next morning, the triplets posted a photo — not one of her made up or posed.

Just her, laughing — in sweats, no makeup — in the kitchen with Matt.

The caption read:

“No filter needed when you’ve got this much heart.”

Comments flooded in.

“She looks happy here.”

“Glad she’s okay.”

“This is the content we love to see.”

But Y/N didn’t read them this time.

Because she knew, finally, that love didn’t live in likes.

It lived in people who stayed.

—

[bookwhispererthings]

If I had a chocolate bar for every time the female lead in a K-drama written by Park Hye-run says potentially hurtful things to the male lead to protect them, I would have two chocolate bars. It's not a lot but it is weird that it's happened twice.

[spaciebabie]

🌻go wild

yeah so people write wukong and macaque as touch starved and yeah they totally are but i dont think that most people write about/convey how deeply they are touch starved. from my very limited research (so dont take this as gospel (i plan on doing more)) monkeys are always touching up on each other in social groups. its a primary method for bonding. now i think wukong is less touch starved than macaque since he's on flowerfruit mountain surrounded by other monkeys. they probably all groom him and he grooms them they play they have their social dynamics but its always from a place where hes the ruler of them all in the social heirarchy so they all kind of have to do that. monkey society rules. so he suffers from a different kind of touch starvation where hes kind of been bombarded with it by his monkeys but its not 100% genuine yk? he'll always have their affection b/c hes their king but idk...maybe he wants someone he sees as an equal to be affectionate with.

now macaque has suffered from extreme isolation for hundreds of years probably and we know from Research™ (a la that one (cruel) study where scientists separated baby monkeys from their mothers to See What Would Happen) that this has probably fucked him up really bad. not as much as it would have if he were an infant monkey but that kind of isolation is detrimental. like no wonder hes snappy, distant, suspicious of others. he doesnt know how to act in these new social situations. and hes lacked one of the IMPERATIVE ways monkeys keep their sanity. just constant touching and grooming of each other and SOCIALIZING. this boy would CLING to ANYONE who offered him even the tiniest hint of affection. hed BEG for it its so fucked up. at first i thought that maybe it wouldnt be w/in his character, but doing outside research has made me realize it may be even more in character for macaque to be touchy than wukong. i can see macaque becoming really distraught if someone rejected his quite frankly, need for affection. it could be so interesting. someone who he comes to expect to always provide affection just. saying no once and how hed probably snap over it.

not even like. in a romantic sense either. monkeys just like touching each other. honestly something churning in my head rn is wukong and macaque reconciliating and then taking turns grooming each other out of respect + generally being cuddly completely platonically. its enthralling actually. not to mention completely in line w/how ive been imagining macaque and wukong. these boys do NOT kiss its all nuzzling and cuddling and maybe playful biting. ive also been reading up on (macaque specific but ive read it can also apply to other species of monkey) monkey behavior in general and like. ough. them just cooing and chittering at each other having conversations while grooming or laying around. lip smacking at each other affectionately. ouuuuagh. their own special little language nobody else understands. i read that macaques are especially cuddly w/one another after a fight. so like. macaque and/or wukong have some sort of end of the world fight deal and one of them comes over to the other to seek comfort. god its everything. we havent even factored in mk who regularly displays this comfort after battle behavior w/wukong.

i also think that exploring how their instinctual monkey behavior has mixed w/the behavior that they have learned mortals find acceptable. b/c. there's plenty of monkey behaviors that would make mortals eyes pop out of their heads if wukong or macaque were to do them around them LOL

monke.

[cent-scratchnsniff]

hiii cool drawing person!! I uh saw that you kind of do requests? So I was wondering if I could request a little doodle of Yesod hugging Netzach.. I feel like Netzach goes through so much hell that he'd need that, and Yesod would like to give affection to someone considering his uh. . . prior need to delete a bunch of information and pretend that no one who died existed you know ? Plus snake.. haha good at squeezing. and he's chest height, how stupid <3 thank you so much for making so many people's days with your art and your thoughts oh my god your thoughts. i love how you dissect these little freaks 🥺

hi neat anonymous sender!! thank you so much for your words!!! im so glad that i can bring some sort of joy and happiness even if it is small. and that my thoughts and writings are well received still. i am still in a bit of a shock that people like and read them even with the passing time. . . i hope youre okay with these doodles! thank you for sending this in

[what-is-it-to-be-pk-esque]

My partner finally finished BG3 but has no idea that his ending was actually bad cause he was a pro-Vlaakith githyanki who rode off with Lae'zel but got NO EPILOGUE where Withers points out y'all died im 😭😭😭

they have no idea what happened with Gale or anyone else (who was still alive) after flying away 🙃🙃🙃

[dreamcatcher-roulette]

I still haven't recovered from Sydney actually oh my god. I went a little um. Crazy. On the snapshots. And I started trying to figure out which pose to do with who and if I should do something special with yooh because she's my ult bias but ultimately I was like well but I love them all. Hearts for everyone. So the first six were in Melbourne and genuinely every single one of them was magical and I don't regret a single bit of that money because I'm first of all so happy I got to thank all of them in person but also I'm going to treasure those pics forever but then Sydney was like. The Big one. You know. AND SHE PRANKED ME.

[I removed the image because I got Scared people who know me could see the image and realise it's me even with the blur lol. She's giving me bunny ears]

So now I have six hearts and yooh doing this which is better than I could have ever imagined 😭 the spike in my heartrate halfway back to the SVIP hitouch line when I opened my photos and realised....

[fakeoutbf]

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[bunnyboy-juice]

i guess this is a vent? idk I'm talk to myself some is all

the thing ab CAB is she will literally experience us having coughing fits every couple of hours overnight, waking up drowsy and dizzy with a sore throat, clutching her stomach as the sick affects the tummy and also the pre-existing GI issues, and brain empty bc sick brain fog + grief brain fog + already have brain problems. and her ass will still try to take over and be like NO WE'RE OKAY EVERYTHINGS OKAY LETS GO TO WORK OKIE DOKIE LETS GO YOU'RE LETTING EVERYONE DOWN (< who i have no idea btw. everyone in my life is telling me to stay home & rest. probably dad cus he doesnt believe in covid but he also doesnt mean shit anymore in our lives bby I promise) LETS GO. like girl. we literally cant even stand without getting dizzy and we got terrible sleep last night AND our boss is letting us "wfh" instead of exhausting our eto. could you be any more .... oh god word dont elude me now ..... whatever. anyway. CAB shut the fuck up challenge

[tealfruit]

another day another dealing with management scrambling about their own poor decisions and supply chain/budget issues even tho I'm really fucking not paid enough for all that

[deliajackson]

Imagine saying the Gods from the Myths are not the embodiment of natural law because you don't like how they are portrayed in a children's book.

[theultracharmingladynoire]

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[xoxo-ren-xoxo]

it's controversial to say this i guess but i genuinely believe last life was the least interesting life series season and youre all lying to me about enjoying it

[gibbearish]

its been fun watching the hbomb subreddit try very very hard to stick to the "if anyone harasses james on my behalf they wont see the light of heaven" by imo overcorrecting to "any time anyone mentions somerton ever it's because you're obsessed with him and want to pick on him because he's the villain of the week" bc its like. yknow actually i dont think people keeping an eye on his various attempts to weasel back into the spotlight and keep doing his same old shit over the last /two months/ is the same as harassing him because it's hip and fun. i think maybe those are not the same thing

[swallowtail-ageha]

Thing about small italian villages is that the didnt really have roads up until the 70's which of course leads to a massive amount of cousin marriage and inbreeding and while yes my particular own has its issues regarding that (3 major families (one of whom i am part of!!! Yay!!!) that all of the other families are related to, everyone there has bone/joint problems or some sort of schizofrenia) the neighboring one is worse as in they have one major family and the rest of the inhabitants are ppl who immigrated to have a quiet life in the mountain slopes and that by itself could be an extremely interesting study bcs everyone there kinda looks the same-ish and has a frankly insane amount of people with developmental disabilities for a population this small

[skeletalheartattack]

thamks

you after i free you from the tetrisphere

[j-esbian]

frustrating how so many craft books have a section about "how to sell what you've made"

like on one hand i get it because the person writing the book has obviously made their craft a full-time job. and they might have some tips and tricks that might be useful, and there are people out there who might be trying to start a small business out of it

but on the other hand it's just exhausting and feels like another voice saying "what's the point of having a hobby if you're not going to monetize it"