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asliceoftoast · 1 year ago
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while i'm back home and no longer in seattle, the writing streak continues!
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April and Arizona rounded the corner of the hospital wing. Brushing a wavy bang out of her face and tucking the strand of hair behind her ear, April looked at her friend. She leaned in slightly, eyes scanning the room for familiar faces before telling Arizona what she had witnessed an hour earlier in a soft whisper against the blonde’s ear.
“What!” Arizona whisper-screamed. “I can’t believe that.” They stopped at the counter of the pit’s desk, and April leaned over to put back her tablet. 
“I know! They look like such a picture-perfect couple, but imagine my surprise when I walk into an on-call room and he’s getting another nurse out of her scrubs while his wife is in the middle of surgery.”
“Ugh, I can’t imagine.” The pediatric surgeon shuddered, feet tapping the floor as she moved. “Gosh, do you think she knows?”
“Uh-” April sighed as a depressed sound fell out of her mouth. “Well, I think she’ll find out soon because apparently I’m not the only person who walked in on them today.” Blue eyes widened in shock as Arizona absorbed the information. “You would think they would lock the door after the first time.” 
April’s brows screwed together, disgust rising in her chest. It was at times like this that she was immensely grateful for her husband and remembered just how lucky she was to have him.
“Honestly, she’s too good for him,” Arizona added. “I hope she knows that. She’s a badass surgeon and she’s such a sweetheart. I can’t believe that he did that.”
“I can’t imagine what’s going to happen to their marriage now. They have two young kids to think of too. God, why would he do that?!”
“Men,” Arizona muttered. The two shared a moment of silence, sitting on the drama that was swirling around the hospital that day. “Quick question.” April hummed, tapping on her phone to respond to her husband’s latest text as Arizona tilted her shoulders to face her. “What would you do if Jackson ever cheated?”
April snorted, knowing full well that he never would. For her, cheating was a non-negotiable. She had no second chances to give when it came to that. “If he ever does that, I’m going to divorce him.”
Arizona peered over the redhead’s shoulders, watching the plastic surgeon slowly sway as he walked. His blue eyes were missing their normal Avery sparkle as the color drained from his face.
“D-d-divorce,” he mumbled under his breath.
April spun around, a bright smile illuminating her face as she saw him. “Hi, baby.”
“What did you just say?”
“Hi, baby?” Her voice skewed upwards, repeating her greeting.
“No, before that. Is it because I didn’t use the key hook last night?” April’s head tilted, confusion clouding her warm reception. “Or is it because I don’t like leftovers?”
“Jackson, what are you talking about? You know that doesn’t bother me anymore.”
Jackson talked to himself, voice low and confused. He continued to ramble while April and Arizona stared on. 
“Babe, are you okay? You’ve been acting a little weird since you came.”
Arizona tapped April’s arm, drawing the trauma surgeon’s attention. “Hi,” she smiled, quickly dropping the corner of her lips as she spoke again. “Can I jump in for a sec?” April nodded along, and Arizona whispered into her ear. “I think all he got from our conversation was ‘I’m going to divorce him.’”
April’s eyes widened, snapping back to her husband who stood dejected a few feet away. “Divorce?” She grabbed onto his wrist, and his eyes turned to her. “Why would I want to divorce you when it was so hard to marry you?”
He swallowed, looking back and forth between his wife and her best friend. “I heard you say it though.”
April sighed, stepping in to wrap her arms around him. “Arizona asked what I would do if you ever cheated on me.” 
It was like the thought of even being associated with the action was repulsive, the flit of anger passing through his body before he quickly assured April that he would never do that. He paused, one eyebrow arching as it dawned on him. 
“Is this about you walking in on someone today in the oncall room?”
“You know about that already?”
“Half the hospital knows by now. I believe the nurses said you turned bright red and told them to lock the door after scolding him for cheating.” Jackson snaked his arms around his wife’s waist, assured that he was not getting divorced any time soon.
She sent him a dejected smile, “I don’t think they listened to me though.”
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slutforsnow · 1 year ago
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I swear im trying for chapter 6 of The Blue Note 😔 My fyp isnt giving more astv edits 🥲 anyways, to feed the twilight community im here to offer
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✨️A JASPER X OC FIC✨️
A Cowboy's Dream
Character info:
Name: Eliana (el-e-anna) Smith
Nicknames: Eli (El-e), Ana, Silly, Star Girl
Insults: Accident, Freak, Weirdo, r-slur
Age: 17
Birthday: April 6th
Blood type: O-
Mental illness/disorder: Autism
Sexuality: Omnisexual
Gender: Female she/her
Backstory: Eliana was born in with a semi-normal family. She had a father, Michael, and a mother, Terra. When Eli had turned about 6 months old when Michael realized he was gay and wanted a divorce. Terra went along with it, as she was a closeted lesbian. She couldn't stand being in a marriage with a man, so once the divorce was finalized, Michael and Terra stayed friends but went to live on their lives. Terra kept Eliana, as Michael wasn't sure that traveling in a van would be safe for a 6 month old, and met her later wife -Vanessa- when Ana was 3. They got married on Eli's birthday, with her permission of course, and have given Eliana the world and more that a girl could ask for while living in Forks, Washington. Michael comes to visit Eliana for special days just whenever she wants to see him because Terra and Vanessa decided that it'd be good for her to have connection to her father, despite calling him "Uncle Mike." Eliana was diagnosed with autism at 7 years old after she had a meltdown about having to sleep on silk sheets in a hotel that the 3 women were staying at for a trip.
She's lived in Forks her entire life and doesn't mind the quietness or rain because at night, when the rain clears, she see the stars and often draws pictures out whatever shape(s) she sees in them.
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START NOTE: IM AUTISTIC AND CAN RECLAIM THE R SLUR. I WILL AVOID USING IT AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE SO IT MAY ONLY POP UP 1 OR 2 TIMES. If people are uncomfortable, I'll remove the slur from the story entirely <3
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First Meeting
"Do I not look Italian-?" Eli asked, laughing as Mike was in shock learning the autistic member of the group was Italian.
"No, you look white-!! Like, white white." Mike protested as Eliana walked with Bella to her truck.
"Bye bye, Mikey~!" She called as Bella shook her head and ruffled Eliana's dual colored hair.
"So, I'm guessing you and Mikey are close?" Bella questioned as Eliana moved closer to her to avoid bumping into the Cullens.
"Eehhhh, if you wanna call teasing each other like siblings close because you're both only children then yes...? Besides, we grew up neighbors, so we see each other every day and let me tell you- being surrounded by loud neurotypicals hurts like hell."
"Really?" Bella looked up at Eliana as the smaller female sat on the hood of the car. "I thought they were ok- a bit better than the people back in Arizona."
"Ehhh, depends on the person. Since I'm autistic, and I don't speak for every autistic person, I have sensory issues meaning I can't handle super loud crowds or friend groups. But they were my only friends, so I sucked it up as best as I could and dealt with it. You, however, aren't autistic and don't really mix with the loud crowd and tend to avoid them as much as possible," Eliana explained pulling a marker out of her patch-filled messenger bag and started to draw stars along her left arm.
"Oh.. that makes sense, yeah," Bella replied after a moment, watching Eliana draw on herself. Throughout the day, Bella noted that Eli would do this whenever a certain blonde was around. According to Jessica, Eliana has had a thing for one of the mysterious Cullens- Jasper. Yet, he was seemingly taken by Alice. It hurt Eliana, so she took to drawing on herself to avoiding staring at him and causing drama.
Yet, every so often, Jasper would catch himself staring at her and he looked away, attempting, and failing, to not be caught.
The reason why the pair did this was because Jasper saved her life exactly 3 years ago today.
"Are you serious dude? The Freak?" A student inquired, laughing his ass off as Eli walked passed, clutching her books and not noticing the 5 squares of toilet paper stuck to the bottom of her shirt.
"Yeah! I mean, besides, it's not like anyone's going to stand up for the retard and won't it be awesome to humiliate it in front of the whole school?" The student's friend spoke up, grinning and seeing Eliana walk to class faster to avoid being seen crying out of distress.
Later that day, Eli had forgotten all about the worry of being humiliated. She felt safe and at peace. Besides, she had gotten to talk to one of her more mysterious classmates, Rosalie, today and she promised to help Eli get a good hair-do that would make her feel happy.
Life felt perfect and completely worry-free... until one of her bullies kicked her in the back and caused her to trip down the stairs of the building and fall into the wet pavement.
She groaned, rolling onto her side and hugging her ribs as blood ran down her face from her nose and her head spun in dizziness. She was in so much pain that she didn't process a car come barreling down to her until she heard a large crash and a familiar voice yell.
Two sets of hands pulled her up, eliciting a cry of pain from the younger as pressure was put onto her right foot. One of the 'strangers' whom had helped her up, scooped her up bridal style as she began to fall in and out of consciousness.
After a few hours had gone by, Eliana woke up, groaning.
"Ah, I see you're awake, Eliana. You gave us a scare there," a gentle and friendly voice said earning a tiny smile from the teen.
"Hi, Dr. Carlisle..." She groaned out, putting a hand to her head and flinching in the process.
"Hi, dear," he greeted, sympathetically and gently running his hand through her long bright blonde hair. The doctor cared deeply for her and she loved him like he was her dad. "Can you tell me what happened this time?"
"I- uhmmm... I don't think I remember a lot of it..." She told him, honestly and shrugging a tad. Carlisle merely smiled reassuringly.
"It's alright, you don't have to try and remember all of it now, but would you be able to give me a gist of what happened?" He questioned, sitting in one of the rolly stools while checking her heartbeat.
"Uhmm... I think I tripped down the stairs... and then hit my head really hard, but I don't remember anything after that," She told him, trying to focus on the light he was using to check her eyes.
"You tripped? Eli... these injuries don't typically come from tripping down the stairs- accident prone or not," Carlisle started, looking at her and she moved her gaze to her hands. "Are you sure someone didn't kick you down the stairs or anything?"
Eliana tensed and stayed quiet. She didn't want the senior to get in trouble, but her silence did confirm that someone did kick her down the stairs.
"Eli..? Come on, you can't stay quiet for this, honey. Jasper and Rosalie already told Chief Swan everything that they know and he's waiting to talk to you downstairs, as he's wanting to know if your mothers will press charges against whomever hurt you and, apparently, tried to run you over."
"He's gonna kill me if I say anything though..." Eli buried her face into her knee that she could move and groaned audibly.
"But he also could be behind bars. Freedom from him, Eliana, wouldn't that be nice?" Ana paused for a moment and nodded a bit, earning a kind smile from Carlisle.
However, before Carlisle could continue, one of the Cullens entered the room with Eliana's stuff. This one must've been Jasper, due to the fancy shirt he wore and his wavy/curly blonde locks were pushed out of his face that as Rosalie had described.
"Ah, Jasper, here with Eliana's things. Thank you, son," He said as Jasper sat her bag by her shoes and nodded, then went to leave, not making eye contact with either.
"Hey, Jasper-?.. uhm... Thanks.. to you and the other person who helped," Eliana called. Jasper had froze at the door when she called his name. He'd never heard it said so... kindly and softly before. There was no sound of reassurance or manipulation behind it- just pure gratitude and the blonde could sense that from her, even without his power.
Partially turning to face her, he smiled at her kindly.
"You're welcome, ma'am. I'm just glad to see you're not bleedin too bad," He said to her, with his Southern accent coming out before leaving the room. This left Carlisle chuckling softly at his son for sneaking in a thank-you to her for not causing him to go feral and Eliana completely in love with him.
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the-illiterate-pirate · 1 year ago
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Twisted Nerve | ch. 1
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Btw go check out @return-of-a-space-cowboy 's rendition of the fic! We're working side by side to give you not one, but two stories featuring our favorite man!!!!
Notes: SFW, slasher au, set in USA in the '80s, Reader is a FILTHY AMERICAN but uses gender neutral pronouns, Blackmore works in a butcher shop with meat, descriptions of slaughtering animals, weird kids
WARNINGS: While this chapter is sfw this series will include nsfw content such as murder, dark themes, yandere/stalker Blackmore, and probably more.
Just another Arizona afternoon. A fly buzzed near your ear, always out of reach. The heat burned on. Moving inside didn't help at all. The air was sticky and gross. Countless pairs of eyes from mounted animal heads stared at you uncomfortably while you waited for a sign of life in that butcher shop.
It was in the middle of the day, the doors weren't locked. Surely they were still open?
You ignored the dead glass eyes, instead scanning the short walls for other decoration. Some blue ribbons, lots of pictures of farm life, a tractor, a family picnic, many more pictures of what could've possibly been the generations of men and family who'd own the store. All sharing the same last name. The earliest one you could find was from the mid 1800's. Titled and dated underneath a family of... Gosh, that was a lot of kids...
Besides the countless family photos framed with care, there was a line of pictures like the first one, all dated, with men and their lady front and center before the same farm over and over again, stretching all the way to 1942, where it stopped. The first colored photo. A man and woman, faces blank of any emotion. The difference between this photo and the last wasn't just the coloring, but the mutilated carcass of a cow, hooked and hanging. Acting as a barrier between the two.
The photo felt incredibly cursed to look at. It sent a feeling of unease through you the longer you stared. But you couldn't look away. It brought up a question. Was the couple in that photo still running this meat shop? That picture was already 40 years old, they must be nearing old age now. Right?
Until a kid appearing behind the counter answered your silent question.
A very young kid.
Good heavens, he didn't look a day over fourteen. His clothes were baggy and severely oversized. Mud speckled his thin frame while got out a crate from the back of the building to help him see over the counter. He leaned against the old wood like he'd done this dance a thousand times.
"Welcome, stranger. What are you lookin' for? Beef? Pork? We've got the finest cuts in town!"
You shook out of your daze, stepping towards the counter, hands grappling for the paper in your pocket. "Thanks, but I'm not really looking for meat at the moment." You decided to tell the truth, finally able to free your map from your jeans.
The boy's eyes darken. A deep blue that looked black. "Then what are you even doin' here?" He asked bluntly. You stiffen. The sudden change in tone made you feel uneasy. You swallow your nausea and offer the kid your map.
"I-I'm just looking for a grocery store! You're the closest shop I could find, I was hoping I could get some directions."
"Oh." The dark look on his face left, going back to normal. The blond took the map from your- laughably nervous -hand before laying it out before himself. He scanned the brittle paper for some time, his finger trailing over points of interest. "Where'd you get this map anyway?" He asked without taking his eyes away from the counter.
"Gas station, on the way into town." You answer with a nervous chuckle. "Best I could do. Doesn't seem like this place has an official building. Least doesn't have one I could find."
The boy clicked his tongue. "Figures. The thing's outdated, no one comes through here so there's no real reason to change them."
He tapped a finger with a chewed down nail on your original point of interest, just across the street, actually. A ten minute walk in this blistering heat proved to be worthless once you came face to face with an abandoned concrete flat on the outskirts of town. "This store doesn't even exist anymore!" The boy continued, "Got torn down before my momma even popped me out."
You cringe in disgust at his language. He didn't seem to notice. Instead he turned heel, disappearing before you even knew it to behind the sheets hiding the rest of the building from the entrance room. An entrance room so silent, you could hear a pin drop. Seconds passed like minutes, until you heard the hushed voice of the tiny child nearing again. A new hand pushed open the curtains, connected to a scrawny arm and a frail body. He had the same straw blond hair as the boy guiding him by the free hand and the same deep blue eyes. If you didn't know any better, you'd think that was the boy's father. They looked nearly identical. But the boy still had his childish innocence, soft features, wide eyes, eager to see what the world had to offer. This new man was beaten down from years of work, he'd seen it all. His cheeks were hollow and his eyes were sunken in, looking like a skeleton holding on to its skin for dear life. You didn't feel right assuming his age, but you guessed he was fairly older than yourself.
He was pulled towards your map. He broke away from his relative's paws and set a wet cleaver on the counter. Your eyes were immediately pulled towards it. Pink water pooled underneath its shining blade. You had a suspicion what it was.
The young boy tapped the map, getting your attention again, but he was looking at the taller blond. "They need help getting to Tony's store." The adult turned to the kid, a blunt and emotionless stare. The boy added, "Yer the one good with directions! I dunno how to read a map!"
He slowly turned back, as if all of his motions were in slow motion. He seemed dazed, slowly picking up a plastic pen from an old paper cup. Slowly drawing a circle over a dot on the map marked "RICHARD'S CUTS". He draws a perfectly straight line down the map, taking a left, then adding a right.
"The map's outdated." The man spoke bluntly. His voice whined and squeaked, like red gears churring to life after time without use.
"I already told them that." The kid frowned, but he was talked over.
"This'll take you to the new store, just a couple blocks away. You can find anythin' you need here. Is' about a fifteen minute walk." He punctuated by drawing an X over the map. From behind him, you saw the kid roll his eyes.
"Well, jus' about anythin'. You got a car?"
You nodded, and he reciprocated with his own. "Tony's is good. But if yer looking for name brand stuff you'll have t'skip town." This time you shook your head, "Oh, no, no, no, this is perfect! Thank you so much, Mister...?"
The boy puffed out his chest with pride. "The name's Ezekiel. This here is Blackmore, he's my big bro, and he does the cuttin', up here."
"Right. Thanks a lot you two. Really, this is all that I could ask for!"
So they were brothers. That made sense. The eldest deemed himself unneeded, and left with his cleaver.
"It's no problem." Ezekiel waved your thanks away. "Now, if you ain't buyin' anything, leave!"
"Ah- right!" You walked backwards slightly, thanking Ezekiel again. "I promise I'll come back again soon, promise! You guys-"
Only a step away from the door now, and you were stopped by a hand on your elbow. You reel around, heart jumping into your mouth, just to see it was Blackmore. His cleaver was now replaced with a water bottle, crisp and cold with condensation clearly running down the side, with that same emotionless stare. "Take this."
He pushed the water bottle in your hand. From behind him you saw Ezekiel smirk. "It's not a good idea to be walking around in this heat without a cold drink."
"You ain't from around here, are you?" Ezekiel butted in.
"Actually... no, Me and my dad just moved in from over in Illinois!" Your eyes cut over to blackmore. He was nearly nose to nose. It was uncomfortable, but you'd give him the benefit of a doubt.
Those eyes... They were beautiful before. Now, with no light to bounce off his irises, they looked deep black. Like a hungry shark. You tried to ignore that similarity. "...Thanks, Blackmore. How much do I owe you for this?"
"It's on the house." He mumbled before moving away, ready to get back to work.
"Just remember this kindness!" Ezekiel added while wagging a finger. "Whether it's pork, beef, chicken, we got it all! The finest cuts in town!"
From outside, you could hear Blackmore's little brother chide him for giving away that water bottle. He either didn't reply, or his voice was so soft you couldn't hear it. You decided you didn't want the water to go to waste. It tasted delicious on your parched tongue. It was very much needed.
You paused for a second, map in hand, staring at the rest of town from the outskirts.
Screw walking, you were getting the car.
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"So? How is it?"
You settled down on a moving box labeled "Dad's books". It was one of the other pieces of "furniture" you had until the rest came in throughout the week. Dad had his rocking chair, fortunately, snacking on a sandwich consisting of Colby Jack cheese and rotisserie style chicken. You were eager to know how he'd enjoy the change of brand. Ezekiel had been right; the grocery store really did only sell the bare essentials. There was the store brand lunch meat, which in your honest opinion looked sketchy. Then there was Black Night's Cuts. It piqued your interest back in the store. Not just by the sleek black packaging or the name, but the slogan printed right smack dab in the middle of the plastic.
"Cut Fresh, From Our Store To Your Table! Finest Cuts In Town!"
That fucking slogan. Not only did Ezekiel say it to you himself, the damn cashier cashing you out said it, too. Black Night's was certainly a nice change of pace from "Richard's", but you were curious about the change.
But enough speculating, Dad was taking his first bite. Buying food for him was something you feared after moving. He didn't like to eat anything that wasn't a well known brand. It did get pricey. But now you had to pinch pennies since both of you were running off savings until you found a new job. Tony's was full of knock offs, no "Froot Loops" or "Frosted Flakes". The "Hunny Rings" you bought didn't even have a mascot. You grew forlorn for the little bee you took for granted in your past shopping.
"Well?"
"It's pretty damn good." The older man laughed over his toasted sandwich, snagging another bite. You sigh, form relaxing. At least now you know your father wouldn't be dying of starvation any time soon, the stubborn bastard.
"Y'know, I met the guy who cooked that meat."
"Really now?"
"Yep. He was... Interesting. Even gave me some free water to keep from drying up on the sidewalk like a worm." You took a bite from your own sandwich. It had been waiting patiently in your lap for you to finish holding your breath.
It was like an explosion on your tongue. The seasoning was perfect, with a nice smoky taste to the meat. When people described their food as "orgasmic" this had to be what they were talking about.
"You'll have to go back and see if they sell any steak."
"Dad, you know we can't afford that right now. Maybe we can get some as a celebratory dinner, after I get a job."
"Been a while since I had a good steak." He muttered between his two pieces of bread, ignoring what you said. You sigh again, staring down at your own sandwich. You'll have to go back into town tomorrow and look for job openings. If nothing, you were a people pleaser. You'll get Dad his steak.
You took a bite from your sandwich.
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privateerstudies · 2 years ago
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Writing PSA of the day: breath and breathe are two different words, this isn't like blond and blonde.
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A Map of The Check, Please Hometowns
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[ID: a blank map of the US with state borders drawn in. Scattered across it are little colored circles with pictures of Check, Please characters in them. starting from the west coast, we have Chowder (on a teal background) over San Jose, CA and Ford (on a mint green background) over San Diego, CA. Next, we have Whiskey (bright green background) over the state of Arizona. Then, we have Lardo (olive green) over Houston, Texas. Then we have Bitty (yellow) over approximately Madison, GA, but really his dot takes up most of the top half of Georgia. Moving to the north, we have Nursey (bright blue) over New York City, Kent Parson (red) over New Hartford, NY, and Holster (gold) over Buffalo. Beside Holster but off the US is Ransom (dusky lavender) over Toronto. Over Montreal is Jack (brown background). Over about half the state of Massachusetts is Shitty (in pink). Dex (light blue) is over Portland, approximately. /end ID]
Okay so some of this is headcanon, but mooooost of it is canon. I’ve included all the North American characters whose origin we canonically know (plus one we don’t skdjfh) except Johnson because he has no Comic Face. (I’m sure someone’s done this before but like. i had fun.)
Here’s where they’re all from (on this map):
Chowder- San Jose, CA (HC, technically, but he’s a Sharks fan and from California, so I figured it fit)
Ford- San Diego, CA (canon)
Whiskey- Arizona [unspecified where] (canon)
Lardo- Houston, TX (100% HC, it has a high population of Vietnamese immigrants and I just felt like it Vibed with her.)
Bitty- Madison, GA (canon)
Nursey- New York City, NY (canon)
Kent- New Hartford, NY (HC, but we know he’s from New York State so I picked a city with a kid’s hockey team that wasn’t in the NYC area)
Holster- Buffalo, NY (canon)
Ransom- Toronto, ON, Canada (canon)
Jack- Montreal, QC, Canada (canon)
Shitty- Brookline, MA (canon)
Dex- Pownal, ME (HC, it’s near Portland where his uncle’s lobster boat is, but it’s also a small town!)
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wafflesad · 4 years ago
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tyzula roommate au in which ty lee has a pet tarantula and azula is an arachnophobe
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hopes-peak-postal-company · 2 years ago
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Hello Mod Akane, can i get a matchup for Danganronpa? [THH, SDR2, V3 for each game] One Punch Man, Kakegurui and Arcane [if possible ddlc as well]
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🕸️ ; PERSONALITY — My personality is basically a brazilian on crack, I'm very loud and chaotic. I alternate between being clever and walking headfirst into a brick wall, I'm also very oblivious and blunt, you'll have to explain something to me at least 10 times again if i don't understand, i also like to make jokes, and puns sometimes! In general i just adore making jokes and getting a good laugh. I am just a crackhead. Speaking of crackhead, my humor is extremely broken; I'll laugh at anything ranging from the most chaotic thing (examples: a goddamn picture of an m&m, a horse with high heels, a piece of bread falling, the word balls, someone flying, literally an image of a tree with music) honestly anything ranging from just that will make me wheeze like my lungs just exploded, I'll be laughing like a deranged fox. I am seen as pretty chill, I'm honestly a happy-go-lucky person and I can socialize with everyone, i have a habit of cursing and invent the most absurd sounding curse words my favorite ones are “you blithering feculent shithole” “What in the name of sweet dong tickling horse fuck?!” “bunch of putrid douchesquatting cretins” “you shitsmearing fuckass” and finally “how can you be such a fucksquatting pain in the waste chute” i also have a knightly persona and act like a knight despite my use of constant profanity. 'Tis but the truest way of the knight! Any chance i get to act like a knight, I'll take it. if I'm in the presence of an animal and you're talking to me? I'll pay more attention to the animal. I usually miss major signs due to me being an oblivious asswhiffer. i also have a habit of usually just agreeing on anything and never really taking action, just obeying orders lol- i basically act like an actual knight to their queen/king. 😭
🏹 ; AFFECTION — I love making "fun" of people.. in a loving way. like I'll say something that's like “Hi there little stinky baby!” In a high pitched voiced to someone i find stinky [mean demeanor or just tsundere behavior] basically like how cat owners talk to their cats, if they mess up a word I'll also mimic them in the same high pitched tone while rubbing their face and lightly squeezing it adding a “you're so cute! Such a cutie!” everytime, if I'm far away; I'll be giggling and doing squeezey hands. I also love cuddling! I love being the little spoon despite being tall. I love drawing my partner in a cute art style! Only way to describe my love language is basically affectionate teasing. I'm very clingy too-
⚔️ ; HOBBIES — drawing,reading, i also like collecting pokemon cards and playing against people, studying arachnology, cracking my bones- like how people crack their fists, i do that except with every bone in my body, [ankles,shoulders,neck,fingers you name it.] Acting like a knight,or just whatever randomness my dumb fuckass of a brain can come up with
[EXTRA] I really like spiders! They actually don't scare me at all, in fact when i see one i pet them using my finger and let them crawl on my hand. I actually have a pet spider too! His name's Bobby and he's a tarantula! His species name is Arizona Blonde! He's very friendly actually
I see constant hallucinations of just generally terrifying things most of the time but I've gotten used to it so if my partner will see me flipping off the air or trying to fight absolutely nothing, it's a normal occurrence.
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@sorrowsofcryptid
This took me awhile, but it’s finally finished.
Your Danganronpa Trigger Happy Havoc matchup is….
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Yasuhiro Hagakure:
* You being naturally chaotic and him being unintentionally chaotic makes for a dysfunctional duo, but really fun at the same time
* The two of you are constantly getting into fun antics that he accidentally causes most of the time
* Luckily you can be clever sometimes and it gives Yasuhiro some stability and even rubs off on him, but when your crashing into brick walls, congratulations that has now become a couple activity
* He doesn’t know what’s been said half the time himself, so he won’t be able to explain stuff to you and if he does most of it is probably wrong
* Will laugh at all your jokes and puns even if he doesn’t always get them, so after a very long laughing fit he goes “Uh s/o, I don’t get it”
* He has broken humour as well, so whenever you find a picture that isn’t even that funny he’s laughing like a deranged fox with you
* When you create new curse words he thinks they sound cool and actually says some of them during arguments
* He even gets inspired by you and creates some of his own
* You should actually get a reward from how much you have acted like a knight for him because he is constantly getting into sticky situations that you will have to save him from
* He never asks you for things though, he just gets into trouble a lot making the knight side of you want to help him out
* You even end up in some of the situations with him
* Because you mindlessly agreed to join him on his next journey to this sketchy location he wads told to come too
* When you make fun of him at first he acts all offended saying how mean that is, but he eases into it once you tell him it’s just a joke
* He’s not very good at coming up with comebacks though some of his attempts are quite humorous
* Will cuddle with you, but he secretly likes to be the little spoon, but he doesn’t mind being the big spoon, especially if it makes you happier
* If you hand him a cute picture you drew of him he thinks your handing him a napkin at first, so wipes his mouth with it, but when you tell him it’s a picture you drew of him he is flattered
* So he unscrambles the piece of paper and puts it in his pocket, so he can always look at it whenever he wants to, so long as he doesn’t forget it’s there that is
* When he first caught you cracking your bones he thought you had some disease and ran away from you because he doesn’t want his bones to make that noise
* Even when you explain to him that it’s a normal thing to do he still gets uneasy when he hears your bones crack
* He doesn’t really like reading or studying, but he will happily play Pokémon card games with you even if he forgets the rules alot
* He is actually really scared of Bobby he almost thew him across the room when he held him for the first time
* He is on friendly terms with Bobby now though even if he still sometimes gets scared of him
* When he first caught you swatting the air and you said you hallucinated a ghost he thought there was actually one there and started shouting “A ghost, where?”
* The two of you end up running around the room together not stopping until you both crash into each other
* Overall, you and Yasuhiro are an amazing couple even if the two of you both seem dysfunctional to other people you’re not, well maybe sometimes the two of you are.
Your Danganronpa 2 Goodbye Despair matchup is….
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Sonia Nevermind:
* Your chaotic and loud energy is what draws her to you at first since you stand out from everyone else
* The two of you are probably on the same level of intelligence and that makes for some nice conversations
* Whenever you crash into a wall she is quick to help you up and get Mikan to check and treat any injury you may have received
* She is very patient and explains everything to you again in the same amount of detail each time you ask her to repeat it
* Sonia’s oblivious sometimes too, so the two of you have that in common with each other
* She doesn’t get very many of your jokes and puns, but once you explain them too her she starts to laugh and with time she eventually gets all of your jokes with an explanation no longer being needed
* When you start laughing at random pictures she analyses them trying to figure out what makes them, so funny to you, you end up telling her nothing is that funny about them your humour is just broken
* The both of you are happy people and can socialise with anyone, so the two of you attend a lot of events together since you both get invited a lot
* Some of the swear words you makeup she thinks are actual words used by everyone that lives here, so she constantly uses them in different situations
* She is used to having knights and servants since she is royalty, so she tells you to refrain from giving her your knightly service
* But she does like it occasionally if you do end up giving her your knight treatment only in small amounts though
* When you say a mean joke to her she doesn’t really take it as mean, so your going to have to do better
* Sonia also unintentionally insults you, so you definitely have to try harder to insult her
* Loves your cute drawings you do of her and will hang them up in her room in the palace and another one in wherever she is staying at the moment
* She doesn’t mind being the big spoon when the two of you cuddle and actually enjoys being in that position, since it’s nice to feel like she is protecting someone for once because she is usually the person being protected
* Will read with you and she has access to hard to get books that she will lend to you if you want to read them
* She really enjoys it when you teach her how to play Pokémon card games and gets really good at the games
* Sonia will also listen to you rant about arachnology all you want
* Is fascinated by how you crack your muscles and tries to do it herself
* She finds Bobby really cool and is really good with him since Gundham taught her how to properly care for spiders
* If you get an hallucination she will be worried not knowing why it is happening to you, but she eventually gets used to these hallucinations of yours and is fascinated by them since she has an interest in horror and the occult
* Overall, an amazing relationship and you really help her to grow and to experience new things that she has always been sheltered from when growing up as royalty.
Your Danganronpa V3 Killing Harmony matchup is….
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Kokichi Ouma:
* Matches your energy perfectly the two of you always annoy the others with how loud the two of you are when with each other
* He does love that you are clever, but he loves your dumb side even more
* He finds it funny when you crash into walls, but he will help you stand back up and lays you down somewhere if you start to lose consciousness
* He doesn’t get annoyed when having to constantly explain stuff to you he’s happy to do so
* But don’t always take his explanation word for word since he might exaggerate some elements
* The two of you are constantly making jokes together and spend dates writing new material
* He laughs at majority of your jokes and puns, but if you make a bad one he gives you a sarcastic “wow that was a really bad one s/o!”
* But most of the time he finds your jokes and puns funny and laughs a lot
* Since your humour is broken he constantly shows you memes to make you laugh and sometimes at inappropriate times
* Such as when your talking to someone he will hold up a random picture behind that person and watch as you start laughing manically between sentences
* He finds some of the swear words you make up funny and constantly references some of them in situations with other people
* Saying things like “In Y/n’s words you are a shitsmearing fuckass”
* He likes how you act as a knight to him because it feels nice to have someone looking out for him, but he won’t admit that to you, so instead he gets you to do meaningless tasks for him as a joke and will also tease you about your knightly behaviour
*Due to how sociable and chill you are a lot of people are friends with you, so he gets invited to more things by being associated with you since he’s your boyfriend after all
*You also might end up signing up for days of pranking other people with how you mindlessly say you will do things and him asking for a prank day with you is no exception
* The two of you have a lot of banter with each other and some people think the two of you are serious when you spew insults at each other
* Now Kokichi will be the big spoon for you when the two of you cuddle, but he does like to be the little spoon sometimes
* So your going to have to switch occasionally
* Loves looking at your Pokémon collection and will happily play with you
* Will also pester you to draw him when he finds out your good at it because who wouldn’t want a picture of the ultimate supreme leader hanging in their room
* If you draw him in a cute way he will say you should draw him more intimidatingly since this doesn’t represent his menacing persona correctly, he still hangs the picture in his room though
* He finds your bone cracking satisfying and pulls on your fingers sometimes just to hear that cracking sound
* Becomes friends with your pet spider Bobby and puts him on his shoulder
* Will also chase people with him since it’s funny watching them run away screaming in fear of the spider
* Overall, you and Kokichi are a very chaotic duo and your personalities mesh really well with each other at the expense of other people being scared of what mischievous antics you guys come up with next.
Your Kakegurui matchup is….
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Runa Yomozuki:
* The two of you are absolutely chaotic with each other much to the other student council members annoyance
* The two of you are usually the loudest in a room and no one will dare tell you to shut up due to Runa’s status in the school
* Likes that you are smart because she would get a bit annoyed if you had low brain cells all of the time
* But when you crash into walls she finds it funny and when she hears a loud bang she looks up from her game and bursts out laughing when she sees you holding your head
* She may tease you at first about how you should of listened, but she will explain whatever was said to you again
* You may think she doesn’t listen to what people say, but she does and just tends to pretend she never heard it if she’s not interested in what is being said
* She laughs at your jokes and puns depending what they are about if it’s a joke about someone she knows or a pun on something she loves she’s going to start laughing with you
* But any other category it is a hit or Miss for her
* She doesn’t understand how you can find random things funny, but your deranged fox laugh is contagious and causes her to start laughing with you
* Some of the swear words you have made up start to rub off on her and if she ever rages during a video game she unintentionally starts shouting them out
* Will take advantage of your knightly persona and lack of thinking before doing actions to make you get her some more lollipops or her Nintendo switch charger
* She might feel a little guilty if she feels she has made you do too much, but she just really loves it
* Runa is really good at taking the insults you say to make fun of her and always has a witty one liner prepared to say back to you
* She is actually really brutal with some of her insults luckily the both of you have a good back bone
* When you tell her how cute she is as an insult she would usually eat that up, but since your saying it to mock her she gets moody and starts to pout before saying something to insult you
* You may like being the little spoon, but it’s non negotiable that she must be it instead
* But she will let you be it if you buy her some lollipops
* Loves it when you draw cute pictures of her since you really capture her image
* While you read she will rest her head on your shoulder while playing one of her video games
* She prefers dealing out cards than playing with them, so she doesn’t really play Pokémon card games with you, but will watch all the matches you have with other people
* The two of you often click your knuckles together since Runa’s fingers get tense from holding a device all day
* Runa has grown fond of Bobby and you will often find him resting on her shoulder and she definitely brings him close to people if she finds out there scared of him, but if it becomes too much for Bobby she will move him away from the people and hand him back to you
* Is shocked at first when she witnesses your first hallucination, but overtime gets used to it and just ignores then unless they get too bad to ignore
* Overall, your relationship with Runa is really nice you both balance each other out and you’re pretty similar even if Runa is slightly calmer than you are in certain areas.
Your Arcane matchup is….
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Jinx:
* The two of you are very chaotic together much too Silco’s annoyance he always tries to separate the two of you because you both are too noisy for him to function properly, but Jinx convinces him to let you two be together for everything
* Since your clever your able to help Jinx in preparing some of her new gadgets
* When you crash into a wall Jinx starts manically laughing and then pulls you up to sit next to her
* She doesn’t mind explaining things to you again, but after explaining it again the first few times she might lose track and move on to talking about something entirely different
* She likes to make puns too, so the two of you collaborate on making them and finish each others puns
* She also laughs at all your jokes since she finds them funny and if you tell a joke in a meeting she lets out a really loud laugh, so try to refrain from telling them then
* The two of you are practically twins when it comes to humour since her humour is broken as well, but while you laugh at more stupid things she’s laughing at more gruesome things
* You being able to socialise with anyone really helped you in communicating with Jinx and you being pretty chill as well helped you to not get scared of her unusual personality
* Copies most of the new swear words you make since they are quite catchy and creates bombs with the swear words you made written on as a design or she makes the smoke spell them out when it explodes
* Not many people have tried to protect her in a long time, so when you come in with your knightly persona she doesn’t no how to act
* She will probably push you aside while she does the thing herself or acts all giddy about it and jokingly plays along
* You need to work on your trait of just mindlessly agreeing with anything because Jinx asks you to do some very crazy and illegal plans, so if you don’t want to get wrapped up in them you better learn how to say no quickly
* Yeah when you first make fun of her she thinks your serious, so replies with a really hurtful insult back, but she understands when you explain to her why you said it
* From then on she will jokingly insult you back, but she does still go too far sometimes
* Now it’s good that you like being the little spoon because Jinx has to hold you at night really tight because she’s scared your going to leave her and doing this just reassures her that you won’t be leaving any time soon
* Once she starts to trust you more in the relationship she may have a go at being the little spoon, but there’s still a long way to go before that happens
* When you draw her a picture of her in a cute art style she doesn’t think it’s for her at first and double checks with you once she is 100% sure it’s for her she hangs it up in her workshop staring and stroking at it often throughout the day
* Whenever your reading something Jinx will pop over your shoulder and read a few lines before getting bored, but she still asks you after what the books plot was about
* Will play Pokémon card games with you and ends up accidentally throwing them when she loses you have to tell her to be more careful since they are collectors items
* When the two of you draw together you will be drawing some nice art, but Jinx will either be sketching a new invention design or drawing random scribbles all over the piece of paper you gave her
* When she catches you cracking your bones she decides to make you a machine that will do it for you to make your life easier be careful though since it ties you into a knot if it malfunctions
* She really likes Bobby and can often be found feeding and petting him
* She even made him a little hat and bow tie to wear
* She can relate to you on the always seeing hallucinations part accept hers are more trauma related, so you will have to do a lot of comforting and reassuring when hers get extremely bad and she will do the same for you
* When you first tell her it’s ghosts your hallucinating she gets the vacuum out ready to exterminate them for you
* Overall, Jinx maybe really intense and a wild card, but your relationship with her works well and you wouldn’t trade what you have with her for the entire world.
Your One Punch Man matchup is….
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Garou:
* He doesn’t mind your loud nature and actually comes to enjoy it
* However, he will cover your mouth with his hands when he senses a hero nearby, so don’t get alarmed when you feel something stopping your speech
* He does ask you for your opinion on some of his strategies since your really clever and he could use another opinion in case he missed something out
* When you crash into a wall the first time Garou instantly helps you up and laughs later when he reimagines the memory of it
* But from that day forward whenever you were about to crash into a wall Garou would quickly grab you to stop that from happening because in his words he doesn’t have time to take care of your injuries all the time, but in reality he really just doesn’t like seeing you get hurt
* He will explain any plans he makes with you again because he wants to make sure you understand it and so you don’t mess it up because if you know exactly what to do you can’t get yourself into any danger since he might not be able to save you when that happens, but he obviously tries his best too
* Laughs at very few of your jokes and puns it’s not because he doesn’t think your funny it’s just he doesn’t find a lot of things funny
* Although if he’s in a fight and he’s winning and you make some pun on that or a joke at the heroes expense he’s full on laughing like a mad man
* Speaking of him not laughing at everything he may not, but you do and when you laugh at some random unfunny picture you found online he just slaps his hand onto his face and shakes his head while slowly shutting the computer and tries to find you some real comedy to laugh at
* Your ability to socialise and your chill persona was what helped you approach him because not many people would and when they do they usually get scared if there not a hero or a kid, he admires that about you
* He does find the swear words you makeup fairly amusing and when you say them and someone ends up getting confused he enjoys that even more
* In impossible situations when he’s cornered by heroes or a fight is taking longer than he thought it would he unintentionally says some of your swear words in his head showing off his annoyance
* You don’t really get the chance to act like a knight with him since he is capable of taking care of himself
* But there are a few moments when you are his knight in shining armour, such as when he gets injured you treat all his wounds stopping him from getting them infected, which would be very bad
* He likes that you don’t fight him on certain things, especially if they involve your safety and just mindlessly listen to him since it makes his life easier
* Whenever you jokingly insult him he never takes it to heart and just lets out an oh yeah and taunts you right back
* No one ever really crosses a line and it makes for some really good banter between the two of you
* He is always the big spoon anyway without you even having to ask since he likes to have you in his arms, so he can quickly manoeuvre you out of the way if something bad happens or someone attacks the two of you in his sleep
* When you hand him a cute picture you drew of him he tells you he’s not cute and no one will find him intimidating in this picture, but he does like it and thanks you for it
* He also keeps it in his pocket to look at whenever he’s on his own and unlike Yasuhiro he’s not as likely to forget that it is there or lose it
* He usually just watches you draw since he’s not very good at it
* But he will read books with you, but his are more guides on hero’s, so he is better prepared when he fights them he will have a read of any books you recommend to him though
* When he’s not busy he is happy to play Pokémon card games with you and he gets quite competitive
* He gets frustrated on how you keep winning though, so he’s going to have to start practicing more
* The two of you crack each others bones for the other person when neither of you can be bothered to do it yourselves even if that is just as much effort it doesn’t feel like it is to the two of you
* He loves Bobby and protects him with his life he won’t let anything happen to that spider
* Garou let’s him crawl along his hand and there’s lots of space because those hands of his are massive
* When he finds you hallucinating a ghost he chops the air trying to fight it off, once you tell him to get used to it since this happens a lot that’s what he does and next time you hallucinate he just sits down and doesn’t get involved, but he still keeps an eye on you to make sure you don’t hurt yourself at all
* Overall, the two of you are an amazing couple even if the guy is known as the hero hunter and doesn’t seem like boyfriend material he has loads of potential that he proves to you time and time again with how nice and gentle he treats you.
Your Doki Doki Literature Club matchup is….
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Sayori:
* The two of you are very chaotic together in the literature club and barely get any poem writing done
*When your in clever mode you help Sayori with her school work and with other tasks that she may need help doing
* The amount of times Monika has had to patch you two up for crashing into walls together is unreal
* Sayori is happy to explain things to you as many times as you wish and she never gets annoyed by it because you have to do the same for her sometimes
* She laughs at all of your jokes and puns even if she doesn’t understand some of them
* She also likes to make jokes and puns herself hoping she can make you laugh just as much as you make her
* The two of you often have your own stand up comedy shows in front of each other
* Sometimes inviting the whole gang if your confident enough for that
* Will also laugh at random things with you and the two of you can be found producing uncontrollable laughter together for ages after looking at one single picture
* She loves your happy nature and she hopes your genuine happiness will rub off on her and she looks up to you with how sociable and chill you are wanting to be more like that as well
* Is happy with how creative you are with swear words and tries to make some herself even if hers turn out more PG than yours they are still fun to say
* Your knightly persona comes in handy when dealing with Sayori since she often forgets to do basic things, so your instincts make you help her with doing them which makes her life, so much easier
* Any mean joke you say to her she laughs off knowing that you don’t actually mean it
* She loves any cute pictures you draw of her and hangs them in her bedroom
* When cuddling she likes to be the little spoon because it makes her feel protected, but she wants you to feel like that too, so will happily be the big spoon just for you
* Will draw with you even if her picture will be something she ripped out of a colouring book and coloured in she still enjoys doing this activity with you
* The two of you read together, but she will need a break because her mind starts to wonder off since she struggles to read for long periods of time without taking a bit of a break
* Will also play Pokémon card games with you and gets quite competitive, praises you when you win though
* She finds you cracking your bones awesome and tries to do it herself
* She thinks Bobby is cute and likes to pet him after you show her how too pet him correctly, so Bobby does not get hurt
* Anytime you have a hallucination she cuddles you after it is over to make sure your okay even if you are used to them by now and don’t need it
* Overall, a really loving relationship where both parties treat each other nicely making it a very healthy environment for everyone involved and your relationship with her makes Sayori genuinely happy for the first time in a while.
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spookyrobbins · 3 years ago
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dialogue game part #i lost count
1) "what's up with cardio surgeons and their obsession with cutting people's hair?" (tedzona shenanigans)
2) "I'm in an on call room crying my eyes out because I can't stop missing you. But you're not mine to miss anymore, are you?"
3) "and that's how I learned what ghosting is"
4) "you definitely have a type"
5) "I want to Skype Teddy"
"Arizona it's 4 AM in Germany, leave Teddy alone"
6) "why don't you two tell Sofia the story of how you managed to get banned from the local pool?"
7) "remember that picture I sent you?"
"the scan room one?"
"yeah, Bailey almost caught me taking it"
8) "what's going on with you?"
"I think I ate poisoned cookies"
9) "I get cravings when I'm on my period"
10)"you've never witnessed Arizona on pain meds? then you're in for a good time"
11) "that's my high school diary? where did you find it!?"
1) "what's up with cardio surgeons and their obsession with cutting people's hair?" (tedzona shenanigans)
“Okay, so nobody panic.”
“Teddy, do not start sentences with ‘nobody panic’ when you’re babysitting our daughter.”
“Right, yeah, no, that makes sense. I shouldn’t have started with that.”
“Teddy, what happened? Are you at the hospital?”
“Did you put me on speakerphone?”
“No, I thought I’d just fill Callie on the way to the hospital- yes, of course, I put it on speakerphone you led with ‘nobody panic’.”
“Fair enough.”
“Teddy, talk.”
“So, Sofia may or may not have managed to get some gum out of my purse and then she got it in her hair and I sort of panicked and may have cut her hair and then it was uneven, so I tried to fix it but uh, it’s not great, I’ll pay for her haircut or whatever-”
“Why didn’t you just use peanut butter?”
“Gee, Callie, where were you 45 minutes ago when your kid was losing her tiny mind?”
“We’ll be home in 20. It’ll be fine, Teddy. It’s just hair.”
“... so what’s up with cardio surgeons and their obsession with cutting other people’s hair?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Cristina cut my hair once and if her skills are anything to go by, our poor baby is gonna look a mess. Her poor, beautiful hair, ruined by a cardio surgeon. You’d think all that delicate work would… are you even listening?”
“Um, no, I was flagging down our waiter so we could go deal with the two children.”
2) "I'm in an on call room crying my eyes out because I can't stop missing you. But you're not mine to miss anymore, are you?"
“Oh crap, sorry, I didn’t think anyone was-”
“Arizona?”
“Callie? … um, is everything okay?”
“Hm, oh, yeah, everything’s great.”
“Are you sure? I mean, you don’t have to… I should go…”
“I see you!”
“Sorry?”
“Bailey had this whole speech about who I want cheering next to me and I see you and now I’m in an on-call room crying my eyes out because I can’t stop missing you, can’t stop loving you. But you’re not mine to miss anymore, are you? You’re just… I don’t know, so fine and normal and encouraging and I don’t even think you care-”
“I don’t care? I don’t care? You’re the one with a girlfriend. You’re the one who’s moved on. You told me I suffocated you, that we both needed to be free. So I let you go, Callie. I let you go and I miss you all the time, but you’re really not mine to miss anymore. You have Penny and you moved on and you’re happy and I made you unhappy for so long, the least I can do is step back and let you move on without having to worry about me and my feelings. So, no, Callie, I’m not fine and I care so much it hurts, like it is a physical ache in my chest that never quite goes away.”
“What?”
“I don’t think I can move on from you. I don’t think I can ever love someone else like I love you.”
“You love me?”
“Callie-”
“No, no, I swear to God, Arizona, if you walk out that door… You said you love me!”
“What do you want from me?”
“I want you to stop… stop protecting me, stop trying to be a good man in a storm, just stop. I want you to actually tell me what you feel, what you’re thinking.”
“I don’t-”
“Please, Arizona.”
“What do you want me to say? That I love you. That I’ve been in love with you for years and I know I’m probably the worst person in the world for you and I don’t want to be selfish but I love you and it hurts and I don’t know what to do anymore. Because I want you to be happy, but I want you to be happy with me and every, every time I see you with someone else, it’s like a little more of me dies and it hurts and I am so tired of being in pain all the time. Because loving someone shouldn’t feel like dying, but loving you and knowing that I always, only ever hurt you, make you miserable, it makes it hard to breathe sometimes and I can’t… I should go… I’m sorry.”
“Wait, Arizona- Damn it.”
3) "and that's how I learned what ghosting is"
“And that’s how I learned what ghosting is. Did you like my presentation?”
“Sof, I think you’re presentation is supposed to be on the history of Halloween in Ireland, not on ghosts.”
“Ghosting, Mommy.”
“I don’t think that word means what you think it does.”
“And what does it mean, Arizona?”
“Stop laughing, Calliope. Just say ghosts, Sofia, not ghosting. Ghosting is something else. Something that immature adults do.”
“That doesn’t make any sense, isn’t ghosting the verb of ghosts? So if a ghost was doing ghost-y things, they’re ghosting.”
“That is technically right, I think.”
“No, it isn’t, Callie, and you know it, honestly. Sof, how about we re-work your presentation and Mama will go pick up dinner?”
“Pizza?”
“Yes, and she’ll even get the really good kind-”
“That’s like ten blocks away, c’mon, Arizona.”
“Shouldn’t’ve laughed.”
4) "you definitely have a type"
“So… that was Eliza Minnick… interesting.”
“Yep. Interesting.”
“What speciality is Carina Deluca again?”
“OB, why?”
“You definitely have a type.”
“I do not.”
“Um, yes, you kinda do. Brunette, kinda intense, speaks another language, doctors. Ortho, apparently. I suppose Carina was an outlier.”
“Oh shut up. Erica Hahn is blonde and well, she’s a bitch and I’m not, so maybe you just like blondes. Mark was blonde.”
“Okay, so we both have a type. But yours is way more specific.”
“Ugh, fine, I guess you’re right. You’re the hottest though.”
“Aw, thanks, babe. You’re not too bad yourself. Ow! Don’t pinch me, Arizona!”
5) "I want to Skype Teddy"
"Arizona it's 4 AM in Germany, leave Teddy alone"
(if there was no plane crash, but teddy still left)
“I need to call Teddy.”
“Arizona, it is 4 AM in Germany. Leave Teddy alone. She needs to sleep.”
“No, no, you don’t understand-”
“Of course, I don’t-”
“She said that I couldn’t skate the entire length of the hospital, she said it was impossible, but I was right and I did it-”
“And you managed to sprain your wrist and now you can’t operate for 4 weeks-”
“It’ll be good for Karev. I’m still calling Teddy. She owes me 20 bucks. But we’re not telling her about my wrist, okay?”
“Yes, dear.”
“Shh, it’s ringing.”
6) "why don't you two tell Sofia the story of how you managed to get banned from the local pool?"
“Why don’t you two tell Sofia the story of how you managed to get banned from the local pool?”
“Seriously, Torres?”
“Calliope.”
“No, no, I think you should have to tell our daughter.”
“It was Mark’s fault-”
“It was Robbins’ fault-”
“You pushed me first!”
“And then you pulled me in!”
“Pfft, I thought you’d be stronger, Mark. And anyway, you were the one who started flirting with that woman, even though she had a very obvious wedding band tan and then when her husband punched you, what was I supposed to do? Let some dude kick your ass?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, fine then, Calliope, next time Mark is getting his ass kicked, I’ll just let him.”
“You didn’t have to make the guy cry, Blondie.”
“You’re just sore because I managed to kick his ass while you were curled up on the ground protecting the Sloan nose.”
“It’s a good nose!”
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xxisxxisxxis · 5 years ago
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Gateway Drug | Part Sixty-One
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I pour dog food into Whisky's bowl, hearing his little paws smack against the floor as he rushes into the kitchen, his collar rattling and his excited panting greeting me when I feel his tongue licking at my arm.
"Good morning." I say to him, patting at his head before he starts eating. 
Once he's finished I'm picking him up as  Nikki comes in, scratching another thing off his to-do list. 
When he steps by me I grab at his hand to stop him and he shakes his head. 
"Nah, I don't need dog hair on me, babe." He grins, dodging me and I follow him. 
"But, daddy, look at this cute little face." I hold the puppy out to him, giving my best puppy dog eyes and Nikki raises a brow. 
"Whisky, tell mommy she can't call me 'daddy' because it'll make me wanna do stuff to her that I don't have time to do right now." He warns, grabbing his packed suit case. 
"We're about to leave for a couple months, Nikki, and he'll be at obedience school. At least hold him for a minute so he won't forget we love him." I suggest and Nikki blinks at me. "I'll give you a blowjob on the way to the airport." I add. 
"Aww, boy, am I gonna miss you!" He takes the happy little Whisky from me and holds him, kissing at his head and calling him a "good boy." "Viv, he's gonna be the best lookin' little stud muffin in that place." He tells me. 
"Speaking of which, maybe they'll figure out a way to combat the humping." I say and Nikki looks at me.
"We're not getting him fixed."
"Are we going to breed him or something?" 
"No, I just don't wanna take his balls, Viv. He's a man's man. He's a good boy. Not a good 'kinda/sorta' boy." 
"He's gonna be more prone to hump anything and everything, and pee on everything more than normal and it'll be a struggle to take him anywhere with other dogs because he'll wanna misbehave."
"Exactly, it'll be like me as a dog." He explains with a smile. "Just look at him, babe. He wants to be just like daddy." 
"Okay, well, if he isn't fixed as soon as he can be, daddy isn't allowed to even breathe the same air as mommy until he gets neutered." I take Whisky back and Nikki cuts his eyes at me. 
"You use your pussy as a like a 'get out of jail free' card anytime you want something and it's annoying." He tells me and I raise my brows. 
"If it's so annoying, why haven't you just put your foot down already?" I ask him, putting Whisky back down on the floor. 
"Because I like the fear of never getting between your legs again. It's thrilling." He jokes and I roll my eyes. 
"Shut up and pack." I chuckle, nudge at him. 
"I'm packed." He states. 
"Four shirts, two pairs of pants, and a Bowie record, isn't 'packed', Nikki." 
"It is when you have money to buy everything else when you get to your destination." He states. 
I ignore him and grab my suit case, about to pack my own stuff. 
When I come back from my closet, two of my bikinis I only wear at home are already laying in the bottom of my suitcase and I look at Nikki, picking the neon pink and bright purple bathing suits up. 
"I already told you earlier, I'm not bringing these, Nikki." I tell him. 
"Why not?"
"The top barely covers my nipples and my boobs spill out, and the bottoms aren't much better."
"But I bought those for you." He reminds me.
"And I like wearing them here, when nobody else is around." 
"At least pack them just in case." 
"Nikki--"
"--Don't argue, Viv. Trust me, you're gonna want them." He says. 
"Fine." I give in, packing them, and my more modest bikinis, before packing clothes and essentials. 
When I come back with pads and tampons, there's articles of lingerie I've never seen before.
"Nikki." I look at him, holding up a scarlett red number with ribbons that criss-cross down the back and tie in a bow where the base of my spine should go. "Are you up to something?" 
"What?" 
"What are you planning?" I ask him and he scrunches his face up. 
"Nothing, baby, I just thought you'd look pretty in that while I'm knocking your hips lose." He shrugs casually. 
"You hate me wearing lingerie while we're fooling around because it interferes with your ability to see everything." I point out.
"Just accept it. And pack it. Because you'll want it." He mumbles. 
"I know you're up to something, Sixx." I accuse him and he shakes his head. 
"No, I'm not up to anything." He denies.
"Skimpy swimsuits, expensive lingerie, sketchy phone calls with Fred...you're up to something."
"Nope. I'm just looking forward to all the time we're gonna spend together on this tour, is all." He shrugs. 
"Mhmm." I sarcastically let out, doubtfully. 
"I mean, if you wanna spend our anniversary--which lands on our day off--with the guys, our opening band, and screaming fans then that's cool, too, I guess." He shrugs. 
"Oh, shit, we have our anniversary this month?"
I might have remembered our anniversary had I been able to wear my wedding ring but it'd gone missing at that point, and I had no clue where it was. 
And neither did Nikki, honestly. 
"I'm not even gonna say anything about you forgetting our anniversary because I've secretly forgotten our anniversary and your birthday every year until someone reminded me a couple weeks in advance, so..." He smiles innocently and I raise a brow. 
Whisky's picked up a couple hours later and Nikki and I are off to the airport without a moment to waste the second our driver pulls up. 
And then the clothes come off.
We don't even notice we're at the airport until the door is flying open to reveal Fred. 
"Get dressed and c'mon, guys, we're running late." He urges as Nikki marks up my neck with his teeth, causing me to laugh at Fred's face turning red in aggravation.
He slams the door shut and I hear them open the trunk to grab our bags and I hum out, smiling when Nikki presses his lips to mine. 
"We gotta go." I breathe out, moving off of him and he groans. "We can do plenty of this in the hotel." I motion between us, buckling my bra, and he smirks. 
"...And on the plane, and on the bus on the way to the show, and backstage, and during Tommy's drum solo, and after the show." He says slyly, pressing a trail of kisses up my arm to my shoulder. 
"Exactly, so, get dressed." I mumble against his lips when he kisses me again. 
Once we're done, we get out of the car and board the plane. 
The stewardesses are gorgeous blondes, which doesn't surprise me, because if Vince has any say in what their female help looks like, they're going to be blonde. 
"Guys, we need a picture!" Tansy insists. 
"Tansy--"
"--I want one." She interrupts Fred, her blue eyes silently begging, and he gives in. 
Morbid reality was that Tansy didn't expect to live much longer, and she wanted to take as many pictures as possible for us to remember her by.
No one really expected Nikki to live much longer, either, of course they never told me that until it was obvious he was crashing.
Once we get the picture taken and take off, it only takes ten minutes before Tommy and Nikki are snorting zombie dust like it's pixie stick powder, and demanding alcohol. 
"You guys need to stay as sober as possible for the show!" Doc argues when Nikki calls him an "asshole" for not giving him a whole bottle of whiskey. 
"We'll be fine like we always are, man, just fucking--"
"--Nikki, please, sit down." I gently tug at his arm when he stands as if he's about to march to Doc and start throwing punches. 
He just glares down at me. 
"Please, baby." I ask him, really, really not wanting to deal with a messed up Nikki Sixx before their show even begins. 
He just stares at Doc before plopping back down beside me, lingering in and out of focus. 
As if it can't get any worse, when we land, there's a slew of groupies waiting in the airport. 
Which we only realize this when we're in their sight and they start in out of nowhere. 
And, of course, ignoring Fred's orders--made from the motivation to keep the guys protected and out of trouble, which is why they hired him--Tommy and Vince gladly accept every single woman throwing herself at them, from the comfort of the bathroom. 
The "Girls, Girls, Girls" tour was nicknamed the "Airport Blowjob Tour" because at every airport we came to, and I mean literally every airport, groupies were like Hornets swarming the place with all the motivation in the world to simply blow the band. 
A few of them would make multiple trips to multiple airports, following the guys wherever city they flew to. 
I admired their passion. 
Some of them were more dedicated to trying to blow my husband than I was. 
Which said a lot because I was pretty dedicated. 
"It's hot as satan's balls out here." Nikki groans when we step off the tour bus after leaving the airport. 
"We're in the middle of Arizona, babe." I remind him. 
He just looks at me from behind his sunglasses. 
"What?" I ask as we head to the hotel's building. 
"Nothing." He shakes his head, opening the door to the lobby, letting me walk in first. 
Doc gets everyone checked in, before I'm getting a shower and getting ready for tonight while Nikki and Tommy dick around. 
By the time we all meet at bus to head to the venue, Fred's got the backstage IDs ready for the road crew and Tansy and I. 
"Here." Fred puts the lanyard over my head with my picture on it, under it reading "Vivian, 6½".
"Thank you." I tell him, climbing in to see Nikki already sitting down, bottle of Jack in his hand as he hands Tommy a lighter for his cigarette.
I'm slightly startled, feeling Vince suddenly throw his arm around me, causing me to stop in my tracks.
"I want a drink. I'm gonna hide in the bathroom and you're gonna sneak it to me." He tells me in my ear and I look at him.
Before I can say, "hell no", I can tell he's desperate. 
"Please, Viv. My nerves are eating me alive right now and I can't drink anything without them jumping on me about it." He nods to Nikki and Tommy who aren't paying attention in the slightest. 
"Vince--"
"C'mon, move it." Doc nudges at Vince's back to get us to hurry up and sit down so he can get by. 
"Fine, gimme a couple minutes." I mumble to Vince before walking to Nikki, sitting down beside him. 
Vince goes to the bathroom, and Emi and Donna sit in front of me and Nikki as Mick sits with Tommy.
Within a few minutes, I'm actively attempting to slyly sneak Nikki's bottle of Jack back to the bathroom after Nikki abandons it to comment on this month's issue of Hustler Magazine with Tommy. 
I tuck the bottle into my purse, well...the best I can, at least. 
"Baby, can you let me out so I can go use the bathroom." I sweetly ask Nikki, and he doesn't even look at me as he responds: "Sure, babe" and stands up, pointing at a girl in the magazine and going "there's no way she's actually able to do that, that's gotta be edited", and I roll my eyes. I wish he wouldn't look at magazines like that, but it's a lost cause if I try to ask him not to, so I just ignore it the best I can and try to tell myself he doesn't look at them because I'm not good enough or something. 
He just looks at them because guys just like looking at naked girls in explicit positions. 
By the time I get to the bathroom, Vince is snatching the bottle from me as I lock the door behind me, crossing my arms in the small bathroom as he takes a long drink of it. 
"You're welcome." I state to him, and he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. 
"Did I thank you?" He smartly asks and I raise my brows. 
"Umm, you should. I'm risking getting an earful from Nikki if he finds out I'm giving his singer--who's on a court mandated sobriety streak--liquor." I blink at him and he rolls his eyes. 
"Oh, please, if he or Tommy were in my shoes they would've put sobriety aside two weeks after it was in place and never would have looked back." He scoffs out. 
I don't argue because it's true. 
"Be nice." Is all I say and he looks at me pointedly. 
"C'mon, Viv, you know it's true. And if it were one of them that got in that wreck with Razzle, and they got caught drinking afterward, nobody would blink an eye because they're Nikki and Tommy."
"Vince, that's not true." I try to tell him.
"Whatever Nikki says, goes. Whatever Nikki wants, he gets. He's the one that put the band together which means his say is the final say, and same with Tommy because he's close with Nikki and Nikki backs him up." 
I can't say anything. 
"And you're not even arguing because you know as well as everyone else that it's true. It's Nikki and Tommy and nobody else fucking matters. Certainly not the washed up singer that nearly killed their careers." 
He hands me the bottle back and I rub my lips together. 
"Thanks." He mumbles before sliding past me to open the door and leave. 
I put the lid back on the bottle and hide it back in my purse before I go back to Nikki and put the bottle back, undetected, my mind reeling over what Vince said. 
It was clear there was a disconnect between Nikki, Tommy, and Vince after Razzle died, and it just got worse and worse as the years went by.
Tommy and Nikki, notorious "Terror Twins" got into more shit than anyone else around us, combined. 
The deepest shit Vince got into was that wreck, and after that he quit a majority of his bullshit on making life for everyone around him, difficult by acting up, and just started moving in silence. 
He'd have his petty moments, but for the most part, he would lay low and leave Tommy and Nikki to raise hell and embarrass the band and their team. 
I could tell he was bothered by the fact that he made a mistake that Nikki or Tommy had a higher chance of making at the time, and because of that, he was kicked out of their little club. 
And the fact that Tommy and Nikki got away with absolutely everything, got to him the most. 
I admit, Vince should have served more time for the Razzle tragedy, but he still had to live knowing Hanoi Rocks was no more, knowing he let fans down, knowing he gutted Razzle's friends, family, band and fans, and knowing--although accidental--he was partly to blame for one of his friends' deaths. 
But Nikki and Tommy didn't give a fuck what they did, who they did it to, why they did it, how they did it, or whether they meant to do it or not. 
And they didn't care because they would always get away with it. 
Always. 
Vince was tempted to tell me about Vanity, but decided not to because he didn't want to hear shit from Nikki, but also because he'd rather me find out from a place of genuine concern. 
Not just him blurting it to me in order to spite Nikki and finally make sure there was something he didn't get away with doing. 
My lips pull into a wide grin as I cover my mouth before a loud shriek can fall past my lips and alert everyone outside the bathroom of the venue, what's going on in here. 
Nikki continues to slide his hot, warm tongue against my clit as I grind in rhythm with his mouth. 
Just as I'm about to come, someone's banging on the door. 
"C'mon, guys!" It's Fred. "Nikki, you're on in, like, two minutes!"
"Got it!" I reply for him, being that his mouth is busy, and Nikki just grins up at me, causing my third orgasm to begin to build. 
"Nikki, dude, we gotta go!" Tommy calls from the other side of the door. 
Just as I'm coming, the door is unlocked with Fred's key, and I'm too shell shocked to try to get away from Nikki. 
We both just look at Doc, Fred, and Rich Fischer, who are nearly fuming. 
"Fred, what the fuck is wrong?" Nikki snaps as I pull my dress back down, my face burning bright red as I try to fix my hair and my lipstick, and ignore my cum running down my legs. 
"You're about to be late for your first show of this tour over some pussy, that's what the fuck is wrong. Get out there." Doc snaps at him. 
"Wait." I say, taking my crucifix off, handing it to him. 
He takes it with a sly little grin, looking at me before clasping it around his neck for good luck on the first show. 
"Thanks, Viv." He tells me, kissing my cheek before he heads to stage. 
I follow after him, but Doc grabs at my arm, gently, to stop me. 
"What?" I ask him, still embarrassed from earlier. 
"You're not going to be too big of a distraction, are you?" He asks me and I raise my brows. 
"Excuse me?"
"Anytime he's late, Vivian, it's either linked to you or heroin, and he's off smack so he's gonna be onto you more." He explains. 
"We've been married for four years, Doc, and I've never been a 'distraction'. What the hell are you talking about?" I ask. 
He just lets out a breath. 
"Just don't let this happen again." He tells me and I exhale, rolling my jaw. 
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again." I assure him, feeling like I've just been scolded by my freaking mother.
"Good." 
Did I mention that Mötley was in their prime and Doc was considerably paranoid of someone throwing a wrench in the machine that was Mötley Crüe? 
Once the show is finished, the guys are given masks for hyperventilation, their sweaty, liquor purging bodies slumped.
After they calm down, it starts. 
"Alright, where we going?" Tommy asks Nikki, punching lightly at his shoulder as Vince is about to get a shower to get the sweat off of him. 
"Strip club, probably." Nikki pants out, drinking a bottle of water in 20 seconds, handing it to me when he's finished. "What about you, Mick, you coming this time?" Nikki asks him and Mick shrugs. 
"Doesn't really matter to me." He states.
"Guys, you want food?" Fred offers, sticking his head in the dressing room. 
"Yes." We all say and he chuckles. 
"Alright, we're on it." He assures us.
"You're not getting a shower?" I ask Nikki and he shakes his head. 
"Nope." He replies and I wrinkle my nose. 
"As long as you shower before you get in the bed with me." I say to him and he smirks. 
"There's two beds in the room." He reminds me. 
I blink at him, blankly. 
"Don't even play like that." I tell him and he chuckles. 
"Don't be a baby, Sixx." He says as he nudges at me and I exaggeratingly move away from him. 
"No, stop." I try to hide my smile as he just gets closer to me again, so I move some more, only causing him to follow. "Nikki, chill out." I say, seeing the look in his eyes: he's up to no good. "Nikki, don't!" 
He's suddenly tugging me into his lap, his sweaty, soaked clothing pressing to my back, causing me to squeal as he tickles at my sides, and I scream out in laughter as I get that nostalgic feeling I felt when I realized I first loved him, and would rather die than go without being with him forever. 
We weren't arguing, we weren't trying to hurt each other, we were getting closer and closer to how we were when we first got married. 
There was no heroin, there was no blatant meanness...we were just starting to learn to be in love with each other again.
I, completely overlooking blatant signs and red flags, figured, "we made it through his heroin addiction, we're making it through fame and public scrutiny, we're getting stronger and stronger and back to normal...mom was wrong, and we can handle anything."
And that was the problem: I felt too fucking secure. 
Hearing and knowing about all these rockstars cheating on their significant others, and I felt prideful that Nikki might've been an asshole, but he'd never do such a thing to me. 
I was beginning to have an arrogance about it.
And that's the thing about us when we get arrogant: God, or the universe, or Karma--whatever we believe--humbles us. 
And I thought all of them had gotten together and made a plan to humble me to absolute hell. 
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Exposure, desensitization, and time, mostly!
I honestly didn't really set out to do it, and I don't know if what happened will be effective for everyone but it started half intentionally and half involuntarily.
Around the same time I started following blogs that posted bugs for art inspiration, I started to see more and more cellar spiders in my house. I used to be terrified of them but over time their presence and learning that they were totally harmless desensitized me to them. I also started watching and following people on youtube who kept tarantulas and became fascinated by all the different species. Also learned about jumping spiders and found them really cute.
Started learning more about bugs in general and got way into it. Followed a bunch of bug blogs and intagram photographers and bug owners. Got an iNaturalist account. Started taking pictures of like every bug I saw, including spiders. Went outside at night where they all were and eventually got brave enough to get closer and closer to species that used to terrify me to my core ( ex: wolf spiders) because my phone camera had to get pretty close to them to get a decent picture. Looking for them became a Goal because I wanted to expand my observation list with everything I could find. Seeing a spider became exciting and rewarding. Spending time around them and learning to recognize different groups desensitized me further.
The more I learned the less scared I got. Familiarity really helped me. And I got really interested in them and started learning more and more about them.
I know its not the case for everyone, but once I learned that spiders are nowhere near as dangerous (at least where I live) as people made them out to be, that also helped a lot. Once I learn something cant or wont hurt me, I tend to chill out a whole lot. I learned I was p vastly overestimating how much of a threat spiders were to me. I ended up catching and keeping a wolf spider and watching her and caring for her was definitely part of it. Seeing her fold herself over the edge of her bottle cap water dish to dunk her face in for a drink, for instance, really demystified them and see them as just animals.
This whole time I was still watching videos of people keeping tarantulas and also an instagram called trcabroad with a woman who handles non medically significant spiders all the time, who will answer that she's never been bitten once while doing this.
Eventually got brave enough to handle teeny tiny jumping spiders and the cellar spiders in my house even though I was nervous.
Even though I'm still to nervous to handle larger species like adult furrow orb weaver females and yellow garden spiders, I think I kinda graduated when I finally got my own tarantula. I worked my way up to one, not out of fear but because I wanted to see if I like keeping inverts, so I kept mantises for a few years to see if I would be ok with something that would live much longer and take up more space. Now I have a curly hair tarantula, an arachnid relative called a vinegaroon, and I have an arizona blonde tarantula spiderling on the way.
Like I said I didnt really set out to do it. And I know certain things like knowing they wont hurt you doesnt help certain people. But I think just mostly time and exposure and learning about them helped me most. Seeing them in photos and videos as part of my daily life, and being around them in ways I was comfortable, at my own pace. I dont know if this will help you or be effective for anyone else but it was for me.
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