#me a month ago: haha yeah i'll have this done in a day or so

[n0ahsebastians]

hello loves!! this is my first post on here EVER!!! that's kinda crazy HAHA this came from a special place in my heart, the first noah fic i've ever written (it's also posted on my ao3 account teehee) but i finally decided to post them on here. i hope you all enjoy and let me know what you think! i'll post more if y'all like this one :D

18+ content; PLEASE DO NO READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18!!

warnings: smut (not too much but enough), lots of fluff and lots of love.

sugar on the blood cells, carbon on the brain (title from 'aqua regia' by sleep token)

They arrived late back home. The plane ride felt excruciatingly long and he was so glad to be on solid ground again. The tour was long, long but one of the best they’d done in a long time. One of their favorites, he thinks, as he’s grabbing his luggage from the carousel. The airport’s quiet; an almost ominous humming sounds from the escalators moving up and down and the lights above them. The few people that are flying late are sleeping in the chairs near gates or waiting for their rides to arrive out front. The guys and crew assist in hauling the equipment out to the bus, pulling suitcases of clothes and instruments and whatever else they can grab in the meantime. It’s freezing outside, colder than the weather they just left hours ago. Goddamn East Coast winters.

He can’t wait to get home, to the comfort of his own space again. To his kitchen, his couch, his bed, her. 

He keeps looking at the last text she sent him before he boarded the plane, see you so soon, be safe. i love you ❤️ 

She was asleep hours ago; time differences are a bitch but he replied to her anyways  just landed. on our way home. love you baby 😚

He can’t stop smiling at the message, knowing he would see her again in mere minutes. The thought of holding her again, kissing her, lying next to her for the first time in 3 months, was enough to make this whole tour worth it. 

Years ago when they first met, it was nothing more than a few words here and there between them. He dropped out of high school, she continued her studies. He started a band, she became an event manager. They stayed in touch here and there over the years but nothing was ever serious. They didn’t want to complicate things within their lives, disrupt the process or the flow.

But then the calls became more frequent. The texts became flirty, they were telling each other about their days and making sure to check in on one another. She called him when she was having rough days and he did the same. He was always willing to make the time to talk to her, to calm her down, get her breathing under control again. He was her lifeline you could say, in more ways than one. 

Then there was that time they Facetimed and she told him she missed him. How she missed seeing him everyday. How she missed coming home to him and even the little things like holding his hand and watching movies together. They’d only officially been together three months, but there was something there. Something so much more than just phone calls and long distance texts. It was something real.

It started innocently. Until it wasn’t so much.

“How much do you miss me?”

She could see a gleam in his eye, one she hadn’t seen before but she liked it. A lot.

“So much.” Her voice was soft, her t-shirt was riding up over her thigh; he could see the soft skin of her hip in the glow of the lamp from their bedroom; she was only wearing underwear and all he wanted was to put his mouth there. Fucking hell.

“I fucking miss you so much.” 

His words made her stomach flutter and she hummed softly. She watched as he shifted on the hotel bed, adjusting the laptop to have a better view of her. 

“Can we…do something?” He sounded so nervous, he didn’t know why he was nervous but he was. Maybe because this woman was absolutely sexy and he wanted her so bad. Wanted everything with her. He didn’t know it then but he’d always wanted her.

“Yeah.” 

“I wanna see you,” he said lowly, running his hand through his hair, “all of you.”

She gulped, trying to process his words. They had never done this, any of this. They hadn’t even taken that step yet. It excited her that he wanted this with her. That closeness, that intimacy. Finally.

“Noah…I-“

“Do you trust me?”

She took a deep breath, smiling softly at him. She did. She always had.

“Yes.”

“I got you. Trust me, baby.”

She loved hearing him call her that. It slipped off his tongue so effortlessly. His tongue. She started thinking about the way it would feel on her body then, how he’d kiss her, mouth at her to bring her to the edge. It suddenly made her squeeze her thighs together. Noah noticed, smiling at her from the laptop screen.

“What’re you thinking about right now?” He situated the laptop screen so she could see the length of his body now, his sweats clinging to his long legs and his bare chest in view, tattoos on full display. 

“You. I’m…thinking about you.”

“What about me?”

She was embarrassed. How was she supposed to tell him she was thinking about his tongue inside of her, how she wanted to feel his lips on her skin and his fingers tracing the skin of her hips, her thighs, his teeth nipping at her stomach and everywhere he could, when they hadn’t even made it to that point yet?

“Tell me.” His voice was low, sexy. It made her entire body ignite.

“Your…tongue.” There it was. She felt her cheeks heat at her own words. She couldn’t believe this was happening right now. 

“Fuck. Tell me more.”

“Noah…”

“Baby, there’s no one else here. Just you and me,” he assured her. She took a deep breath and tried to relax herself, tried to think of something that wouldn’t make her want to bail out of this. There was no way she could now; she told him she wanted his tongue on her. She was in too deep now.

“Honey, look at me.” His voice was soft, caring. He was sweet, so sweet, and she adored that about him. He knew she was just as nervous as him, just as vulnerable. This was a big step for them. For her even. She hadn’t been intimate with anyone in years. There had been no one after high school. Until Noah.

When she was finally able to look at him again, he was smiling sweetly. God she wished he was here with her. Wished she could touch him and hold him and kiss him. Lay next to him, inhaling his body wash and hints of cologne that still lingered on his skin.

“Just trust me, okay?” he says finally. She closes her eyes and nods again, keeping eye contact with him as she begins to remove her shirt. He stops her though.

“No, leave that on. Take off your underwear.”

Fuck. Fuck.

She bit her lip, lying back against the headboard. She hooked her fingers into the thin material, slowly sliding it down her legs. His eyes nearly rolled back in his head as she tossed them onto the floor. She folded her legs over one another, pulling her t-shirt down a bit so her lower half was hidden from the camera. 

“Fuck, I wish I could touch you right now. Kiss you.”

She decided to finally play along. She was feeling braver now that she wasn’t wearing any underwear.

“Where would you touch me?” She ran her fingertips over the sheets, looking up at the camera just as she heard him softly whimper. 

“Between your legs. Fuck, you’d be so warm and wet. You’re wet now aren’t you?”

She was. She could feel the heat between her legs and she needed something. Needed a release. 

“Can you touch yourself for me?”

“Mhm.”

She hesitated before slowly parting her legs, making sure he could see her. She heard him gasp when she touched her fingers to herself, laid her head back against the pillows. She started slowly, listening to his breathing become more and more ragged. This was so out of her element, but she was loving the reaction she was getting out of him.

“Fuck, you look so good. I wish I was there with you.”

“Mmm…Noah…”

“What do you need, baby?”

“Talk to me more.” She started moving her fingers faster, not too fast though. She didn’t want to come yet. 

“Does it feel good, you touching yourself?”

She nodded. 

“Tell me how it feels.”

“Mm…s’good…” She moaned, making the fabric of his sweats tighten. Fucking hell.

“What was that you were saying about my tongue? You want me to taste you, don’t you?” 

She whimpered, her legs tensing at his words. Yeah, that’s all she was thinking about. His tongue inside of her. It was making her brain short circuit. 

“Yeah, that’s what I thought. I wanna taste you so bad, you have no idea.” He practically growled as he continued watching her fingers move in and out of herself. It was the fucking dirtiest, but hottest thing he’d seen, probably ever. And it was driving him crazy.

“Fuck, look at you right now. You look incredible.”

That made her sigh softly, a smile forming across her lips and her brow creasing as she continued to touch herself. She needed him to keep talking though, the silence was not helping her.

“Keep going.”

He groaned, palming himself through his sweats. She sounded heavenly, like nothing he’d

ever heard before. Everything about her was unreal. 

“Spread your legs more. So I can see you come.”

She did, forgetting for a moment that he wasn’t in the room with her and was thousands of miles away in a hotel, watching her through a laptop screen. She tried to bite her lip to keep quiet but he didn’t want that. He needed her to make more noises. 

“I wanna hear you. Don’t be shy anymore.”

“Fuck, it…feels so good.” Her moans were the sexiest thing he’d ever heard. He could

feel his sweats tightening some more and he wanted to touch himself so fucking badly. So he did. 

“Yeah? You wanna come?”

“Fuck, please,” she whined, her fingers moving faster.

“You’re so sexy like this, Jesus fuck.” He wished he could see the way she looked when she was coming. The moans and whimpers leaving her mouth as she fucked her fingers in and out of herself was the hottest thing he’d ever seen or heard. 

“Noah…I’m…”

“I know, baby. Come for me.” 

That was it. She gasped, her release hitting her harder than she wanted it to. She came on her fingers, her legs shaking and her toes curling. Watching her fall apart from his words was enough for him to finish himself and he wasn’t far behind her. 

She pulled her t-shirt back down over her legs, lying sideways on the bed again so she could see him. Her cheeks were flushed, so were his. She smiled lazily at him and he did the same. 

“Think I need to shower now,” he said, making her giggle. She didn’t even know he was touching himself until she saw him wipe his hand on a towel hanging from the chair next to the dresser. It made her legs squeeze together all over again.

“I wish you were here,” she said, her fingers reaching up to the screen. He smiled at her again.

“I know, me too.” He mirrored her actions, placing his fingers against hers.

“Umm…that was…”

“Hot.”

She giggled again and he wanted to kiss her so badly. He wished he was home with her

now. 

“Yeah. Maybe we could…try it for real. You know…when you…come home.”

He smiled again, his lips curving up in the widest grin, making his eyes crinkle in  

the corners. 

“I am absolutely not taking my hands off of you when I get home.”

And she knew he meant it.

He’s home now and all he can think about is lying down. He’s exhausted and feels like a 200-pound weight has just attached itself to his shoulders. He tells Matt and Jolly they can unload the truck in the morning after they all sleep. It’s almost 2am and he just needs to lie down. That’s all he’s thinking about. And her. 

The three of them enter the house after the rest of the group heads out, saying they’ll see each other in the morning for breakfast and some much needed relaxation outside of a busy tour schedule. 

He unlocks the door, tossing his bag in the corner by the couch, not even bothering to bring it the fifteen extra steps into his bedroom. He doesn’t care, he’ll take care of it later. 

Jolly and Matt go their separate ways as well, hugs and goodnights are traded before Noah makes his way to his room finally. He quietly opens the door so as to not wake her. She’s fast asleep when he squeezes into the room, shutting the door softly and locking it. He doesn’t really need to lock it but it’s been three fucking months since he’s been home and he wants to just spend as much time with her as possible in the confines of their bedroom. 

She stirs gently as he makes his way around the bedroom, opening drawers to grab fresh boxers and a clean t-shirt. A routine he hasn’t been used to in months. She’s wearing one of his shirts, he sees now, the way it hugs the curves of her body so fucking well, it makes his chest tighten and his stomach flip.

It’s been two years now. Two years since they decided to try this thing out. Besides his friends and the band and all the other things he worked endless hours to make his own, she was the best thing that had ever happened to him. She was everything to him, she was his lifeline. 

He changes into his clean clothes, tossing his traveling wear into the hamper by the bathroom. He rubs his hands over his face, trying to function for a few more minutes to brush his teeth. Turning the water on wakes her up and he swears under his breath as he attempts to crack the door to keep the light out of her eyes. It’s too late though, she’s up now. 

He rinses his mouth out, turning off the water just as the door opens to reveal his very sleepy but incredibly beautiful girlfriend. She smiles lazily at him, reaching up to embrace him in a hug. He laughs gently as he reaches down to wrap his arms under her thighs and hitch them around his waist. The feel of her skin against his after all this time, the warmth of her breath, the goosebumps that raise on her legs as he runs his thumbs over the skin. This. This is all worth it.

“Hi baby,” he kisses her forehead, her cheek, holding her tightly against him. 

“Hi bub,” she says into the skin of his neck. He hears her sniffle and she pulls her face away to rest their foreheads together. He kisses her for the first time in three months, forceful but full of love and everything they missed while they were separated from one another. 

“I missed you so fucking much,” he says against her lips. She presses her hands into his face, holding his jaw and rubbing her thumbs over the smile lines in his cheeks. He feels tears running down her cheeks and he wipes them away with his thumb.

“I missed you so bad.”

“You smell so good,” he says, pulling away from their kiss to press his nose into her neck. She giggles, wrapping her fingers in his hair which he’s cut a bit more since the last time they saw each other.

“You cut your hair.”

“Not much. Just a little bit off the back.” He runs his hand through it, keeping one underneath her legs which are still wrapped around him.

“It looks good,” she smiles, placing another kiss to his lips. She feels him smile against it, turning off the bathroom light and walking them to their bed. He lays her down against the sheets, lifting her shirt to press kisses to her stomach. She giggles again, her fingers in his hair as he continues down her body.

“Noah, it’s 2am,” she says, with no indication that she wants him to stop. He hums, taking one of her hands from his hair and intertwining their fingers. The gesture makes her stomach flutter, she loves when he does that.

“You’re not convincing me of anything.” He kisses her hip, tugging at the material of her underwear to expose more skin. She looks down to watch him, his tongue running the length of her hip bone and she bites her lip.

“You need sleep, bub.” A sigh leaves her lips as he tugs down her underwear. His fingertips against the skin of her thighs raises more goosebumps and she lifts her legs to kick them off. He laughs gently. 

“I know,” another kiss to her hip, “fucking exhausted”, open mouthed kiss to her pelvic bone, “but I just want to be with you for a little bit.” He looks up at her through his eyelashes and she really can’t resist this man no matter how hard she tries. He has her in too deep. He’s drawing circles in the skin of her thigh, she traces her finger over the tattoo on his throat, her favorite, and feels his pulse quicken at her touch. He kisses her wrist, her thumb running over his bottom lip. Touches that they’re trying to memorize again.

“Yeah, okay.”

He raises an eyebrow at her. “‘Yeah okay what?’”

“Yeah, okay. Put your mouth on me then.”

He smiles at her. “There she is.” He presses a kiss to the inside of her thigh before bringing her legs to rest over his shoulders. Her fingers find their home in his hair again, tugging gently as he presses his tongue to the skin of her thigh. 

“Fuck, I missed you,” he whispers, moving closer to where she’s needed him the last three months. His breath is warm, icy from his toothpaste. The combination against her center sets her whole body on fire. 

“I missed–unhh!” 

“Sshh, ssh ssh you’re so loud,” he laughs gently against her, the vibration making her gasp softer this time. His hand flies up to cover her mouth. 

“Sorry, shit.” 

He laughs against her thigh. “Be quiet for me.”

She closes her eyes, letting his lips make their way back to her center. He blows against her before pressing his tongue into her, a groan leaving his lips as she presses her heels into his shoulder blades. It feels so good, not just the sex but this. Him. Being with him again. Her hands in his hair, his hands on her legs, everywhere on her skin. He was her home. They both needed this.

“You taste so fucking good,” he growls against her, bringing her back from her thoughts. She moans again, her hips lifting to meet his mouth, his tongue moving against her in the most sensual way, she feels like she might explode from this entire moment. 

“Love…you…” she manages to say between heedy breaths and tugs of his hair.

“Fucking love you.”

“Noah…baby, I–gonna…”

“I know, baby, doing so good for me. Come for me,” he breathed against her. She absolutely hated when he said things like that, it made her come too fast. She wanted to sit on his face, fuck his mouth forever. Besides making love, this was their favorite. 

“Stop…saying that…”

“What, that you’re being so good for me?” He tongued at her again, her legs shaking against his head. She gasped as she came against his mouth, her heels pressing farther into his shoulder blades if that was at all possible. She tugged at his hair again as he coaxed her down from her first orgasm in almost three months (there were several Facetime calls but they weren’t always alone to have phone sex and the release was everything she needed).

He hummed against her before pressing several kisses to the inside of her thighs. She nearly smacked him for getting her off so quickly.

“Fuck off,” she laughed, sitting up to pull him from between her legs. “Get up here and kiss me.”

He did. He smiled against her lips, his tongue pressing into her mouth. She could taste herself on him and she didn’t exactly hate it. He breathed into her mouth, laying back against the headboard and bringing her with him. She laughed gently, reaching down to lift her shirt over her head. Noah’s eyes widened, staring at her naked body in front of him again for the first time in three fucking months. The longest three months of his life. 

“Are you gonna take your clothes off, fool?”

Fuck he loved this woman so much. He leaned forward to bite down gently on her bottom lip, a gentle moan leaving her.

“I can’t when you’re sitting on me, you ass.”

“You started this,” she jabbed at his chest then reached down to drag her fingers along the waistband of his boxers. She started tracing his tattoos again, the letters and the scriptures he had, all his anime characters across his sternum and thighs. She was distracted, he was distracting. His body and his hands and his lips and everything about him. He lifted her chin to look at him. 

“Hi,” she said, smiling. He chuckled, pressing a kiss to her nose. 

“Hi. You went away again.” 

“Yeah, sorry. Just…missed this.” She traced the ink on his chest again, placing a kiss to

the skin there. 

“Me too.” 

She pressed a kiss to his chin, then up to his lips. His hands came to rest on her bare waist, slowly dragging her center across his clothed one. She moaned into his mouth, digging her fingers into his chest. 

“And I missed your mouth but I wanna make love to you before we go to sleep.” 

She hummed, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him forward so he was on top of her again. He kissed her neck, down her arms, across her breasts, her nipples. He swiped his tongue across the nub, earning a low moan from her again. He trailed his lips down to her stomach, open mouthed kisses pressed against her thighs and hips. 

When he reached her ankles, he lifted her leg so he could press one last kiss to her tattoo there, earning another giggle from the beautiful woman beneath him. 

“I love you.”

She smiled up at him as he stood from the bed to remove his boxers. She could feel her body heating up again as he came to rest over her, lifting one of her arms above her head and intertwining their fingers. He spread her legs gently, pressing his fingers against her to open her up again. 

“I love you,” she moaned at the sensation of his fingers and the head of his cock beginning to brush against her. She closed her eyes, her lips falling open as he pressed their foreheads together and rolled his hips forward gently to meet hers. It felt like the whole room went still, their fingers squeezing one anothers above her head and his other hand on her thigh, dragging it up to wrap around his waist. 

“Fuck, I missed this, you feel…so fucking good.” Noah began to move slowly, careful to not hurt her or go too fast. He wanted this to last as long as possible.

“Oh my…Noah…”

“Fuck, baby…can you come for me again?”

“Mhm.” 

She was close again, he could feel it in the way her thighs were starting to shake again and the way she was whimpering into his mouth. Her fingers gripped his shoulder, digging into his skin as he rocked against her gently.

“Fuck, I can’t believe I went this long without you,” he breathes out, a low chuckle coming from her lips. 

“I missed you…so much.”

“Fuck…I missed you.”

“Noah..unhh…”

That sound. That fucking sound. He was absolutely gone for this woman. She was everything to him.

“Come for me, baby. I…I got you.”

Her eyes squeezed shut, she tensed around him and gripped the skin of his shoulder again. The feel of her coming around him was enough for him to lose his fucking mind; he wasn’t far behind her, groaning into the skin of her neck and gripping her hip with the hand that wasn’t holding onto hers still. His hips stilled, rocking against her one last time before releasing a deep breath against her neck. Her fingers petted through his hair, against the nape of his neck, across his back, his shoulders. He could feel her heartbeat starting to slow again, a thin sheen of sweat was settling over their bodies and he didn’t want to move, wanted to stay like this with her forever. 

“I’m glad you’re home,” she finally said as he was lying on top of her. He chuckled, placing a kiss to her cheek. He tried to get up but she pulled him back down on top of her. He smiled at her.

“I’m glad I’m home too.”

“Did you guys have fun though?” Her lips were swollen and her cheeks were flushed, her collarbones glistening and a red mark was forming in the corner of her mouth from where he’d bit down on her lip. Goddamn she was so beautiful. 

“Yeah we did. Always do.”

“I’m proud of you bub,” she whispered, running her fingers over his cheek, pushing his hair back off his forehead. He smiled lazily down at her, pressing his lips to hers gently. She hummed, parting her lips to let his tongue press against hers again.

“I love you so much,” he says, rubbing their noses together. Another hum from her.

“I love you.”

[demonicnarwhale]

just like many things I'll start something then toss it aside and we've done this before but here's the protocol: Eel saying she has this file on her computer for a long while now. And she knows she won't get back to this any time soon so here we go

Ok here's some explanation to this whole jazz:

Due to Scratch being like fuchsia blood (because of course) and so the Felt all wear some sort of uniform looking clothes. Tie in to how all wear similar green suits and stuff. And of course their blood colors are placed on them ya know.

(Minus HK posing as an olive as she's a lime, she doesn't have any powers as a lime. Like no ability to shoosh or calm high bloods lol. I just think it's funny and allows for there to be a reason that HK's there. Aka Scratch intimidation, she works as a cleaner so she doesn't have to worry about her getting hurt/blood reveal moment, and she'd rather not get caught by some other trolls or something tee hee)

Here's some silly info: (some stuff has been changed from previous post from some days or month(s) ago)

Heights aren't like up to date as the line up is really just to show their clothes and designs (or lack of)

Matchstick while a burgundy his sign is supposed to also kinda resemble wings. Like it's the most "trust me you gotta squint" sort of shit. But it's cuz I wanna give him a moth (perhaps plus some other animal) sort of lusus cuz hah light. Fire. He extinguishes fire but like haha lusus attracted to the light. and and and and and and and eel is trying her best here

Stitch is the only goldie but it's just funny that not only does he have no psionics to start off with, but also just like his og one eye got fucked up. So even if he did then it's like real weak. Just cuz like eye retina(??) and brain yeah im no surgeon

Sawbucks and Quarters to me are just like the guys who can take a fuck ton of hits? so indigo. yeah. that's all. Like Cans ofc can but I also just think of him more in an offense manner and Quarters takes up the defense

Die gets the cone of shame. fucking loser.

I was entertaining the idea of Clover and HK switching blood colors just cuz I can go "Haha Clover's soooo lucky that he's still alive" yadda yadda. But then, he wouldn't be able to get all weird and freaky with chuckle voodoo stuff. Yeah should he have that access? No :)

I could've made Trace a violet too but I felt like in their sprites, Fin (to me) is much more obvious to being a shark. Like look at that fuckin mug ya know? So i just went with making just Fin a violet.

the idea was to keep it where like there's more lowbloods than highbloods but ya know what. Just realized the only three midbloods I got are fucking Die Crowbar and Snowman. The sequence (ok I'll probably add someone else to the midbloods)

While I could've just made their blood off of like their ball or hat color, I felt like it'd be fun to see what blood color id assign them considering like their attributes or personalities like Itchy to me is an olive as I like to think that olives can be more rowdy or energetic? yeahhh like ofc not all but just for this yes

Also the idea of Itchy being a goldie sounds disastrous

Oh SHIT SAWBUCK IS A TEAL IM CHANGING HIM TO A TEAL OHAGUH

Doze is a burgundy but also like his sign a 2 and and anddd hourglass looking hehehe

Itchy was supposed to look like that dangly bit from the grandfather clock. And the others I gave up trying to implement some time looking reference

I know Snowy's pants are like so obvious cuz hahah spider web haha but BUT I AM SO HAPPY FOR HOW IT LOOKS. LIKE PANTS BUT COULD LOOK LIKE A SKIRT DRESS THING IF STANDING LEGS CLOSED AND AOUGH YEAHHHH

Oh yeah I'll also be adding or trying to come up with their clothes when not in uniform but that's a maybe. Maybe. There's ideas like I got Clover and Fin's but the others? yeah good luck.

Also I just really like ponchos or like the coat duster thingy yeahhhh

Also also PS. if there's like any questions please feel free to ask just cuz there's some other things I wanna talk about but it's either for characters not here or I am blanking

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #18

We're reading PKNA #14: Carpe Diem but I don't really gaf about the main story I'm here for Trip because I like Trip. The actual main chapter is just like a warm-up for the 8 pages of Trip comic as far as I'm concerned.

Oh wow haha we got a big cool looking machine here I'm sure that can only mean good things! ignore day of the cold sun that was an outlier probably

ok nevermind

Ok this guy seems a little TOO into getting fucking obliterated here

Character design that always makes me laugh whenever I see him sorry

like you guys see where I'm coming from right

I'm starting to believe what Alex has been saying about people from the 23rd century never cutting their hair, I mean look at this guy's beautiful golden locks wowza

Oh so NOW he actually stays in jail. Right when space and time is getting obliterated and we actually need him, great.

Camera 9 sighting hey bud

NOO UNO IS ALONE who is going to tuck him into bed every night now :(

I like whenever PK looks directly into the camera like he's on an episode of The Office

Guys Casablanca reference. Caoimhin are you there. Can you hear m

ohh god they're BOTH stupid you guys we are so fucked 😭

of all the fucking frames to remember Odin by... I can't even be mad like yeah that sure is him isn't it

"ayyyyyyyyyy what's uuuuuuuuuppp it's meeeeeeeeeee" "STOP"

Donald is just so fucking pissed off this whole comic I'm loving it

Donald thinks the pills are some kind of crazy hallucinogenic drug but the joke's on him cause it's actually just prescription antidepressants

This is turning into a buddy cop sitcom I'm sentencing them both to death for being too silly

Donald for someone you were complaining about having to rescue like 30 pages ago you sure are smirking at each other a lot. Everyone point and laugh they're bonding 🫵

nevermind divorce

nevermind a sort of middle ground? a frenemies situation. or like an enemies to love-

OKAY everyone shut up shut up. It's time for Trip. I have waited for this moment. Waited many weeks since the start of this book club to proclaim (in public) my undying adoration for Trip son of Raider.

I didn't really care much about the Raider my first time reading this series but it was so fucking over for me as soon as they revealed that he has a son. Like oh wait HE'S A DAD??? I'm literally such a fucking sucker you guys. I can't even explain why I've grown weirdly attached to Trip but I just think he's neat. I love him he sucks.

This introduction page is so iconic to me ok. The fact that there's literally 0 leadup to this or any kind of big reveal. The main story ends and then it just cuts to the Raider like "SOOON I'M HOOOME!"

Also the art in these comics is BEAUTIFULLL I love that you can tell it's all done on physical media. It's such brilliant use of what I assume is markers? Or some kind of other ink-based media. I'd love to be able to reach a level where I can make art like this traditionally god. I've read this comic like 30 times I really like looking at it.

Anyways shoutout to the Raider for NOT wanting his son to be a time pirate, it's definitely not something I think about all the time or anything.

Also shoutout to this specific design of George Washington I'm pretty sure this is EXACTLY what he looked like

It's like Mr. Peabody and Sherman if they both fucking sucked

Anyways this is my really cool Trip fanart that I made like two months ago I think. Just a glimpse into my dark reality.

I'm gonna end this post with a quick cry for help: is there ANYONE out there that knows if there's English fan translations of the Trip's Strip minicomics??? Because I've never been able to find any and if they don't exist I'll fucking do it myself and probably post them whenever we reach the chapters they're attached to in the book club. I can't let the other English speakers miss out on Trip content this is a great injustice.

[helloalycia]

the Clarks [two] // alicia clark

summary: as you grow up alongside the Clarks, your crush on Alicia seems to grow, as well as your friendship with Nick.

warning/s: mentions of rehab, drugs, death, minor violence and injury.

author's note: this is v late and i’m so sorry for that! i never usually wait this long between parts but it was my birthday this week so the past few days i’ve been celebrating haha. Without further ado however, here’s part two! hope you enjoy it 🥰

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16 years old...

I finished refilling the salt and pepper shakers of the diner I worked at when the bell rang by the door, signalling new customers. When I looked up, I was pleasantly surprised to see Alicia walking through the door, followed by a few of her friends from school.

As they took a seat at a booth in the corner, she stopped by the bar to greet me.

"Hey, Y/N," she said with a slight smile, eyes meeting mine. "I wasn't sure if you were on shift today."

"Hey, yeah, I've picked up some extra ones after school," I said, returning her smile. "It's good to see you. I'll be at your table in a minute, yeah?"

She nodded in agreement, flashing me a final smile before going to join her friends. As I grabbed my notepad and pen, my girlfriend and colleague, Mona, stopped by the bar with a groan as another customer left the diner behind her.

"Tough order?" I asked with amusement.

"More like rude customer," she muttered with annoyance. "Your usual ones who complain about the stupidest of things. I was very close to hurting someone."

I laughed at her dismay, resting my hand on her arm and squeezing it gently. She was the least confrontational person I knew so she definitely wouldn't have done anything, but I also knew how annoying rude customers could be. That was how we'd bonded when we first met when she started working here a few months ago.

"It's fine, at least they're gone now," I assured her.

"Yeah, but it happens so much lately," she whined. "It's so hard to not just 'accidentally' spit in their food, y'know?"

"Hey, who's saying you can't?" I asked as I rounded the bar to wait on Alicia's table.

Sensing my teasing, Mona shoved me in the arm playfully, making me laugh as I approached Alicia's table. My laughter faded into a smile as I looked over to the Clark girl.

"Mona's working today, too?" she asked curiously, glancing over at said girl.

"Yep, definitely makes days here easier," I said playfully, though very much meaning it.

Alicia smiled a little, before looking down at her menu.

"So, is everyone ready to order?" I asked the table in my go-to customer service voice.

Going around the table, I noted down everyone's orders before returning to the kitchen to give them the order, but not without making sure to add an extra slice of extra cheesy garlic bread with Alicia's pasta, as always. I made up everyone's drinks before serving them, then continued to wait on a few other tables before Alicia's table's food was done.

"...and for you, a chicken tomato pasta bake with garlic bread," I finished handing out the orders, setting Alicia's plate down last.

She glanced up at me with a quirked brow, already spotting the extra slice. "You spoil me. Truly."

"Hey, favourite customers get privileges," I reminded her, and it brought a lovely grin to her lips before she tucked in.

The diner was a little dead after that, so Mona and I passed time as we chatted by the bar. Only, our boss caught wind of it and ordered us back to work, meaning I had to go back to Alicia's table to check if they needed anything else. A few wanted some more drinks, so I roped Mona into helping me out as we made up a tray.

"Here you go," I said as I began to hand out some glasses and grab the empty ones.

"Alicia, hey!" Mona greeted the brunette as she replaced some sauces on their table.

Alicia and all the other Clarks had met Mona before, about a month ago, so it wasn't odd for them to interact.

"Hey," Alicia returned with a small smile.

"She's not spoiling you again, is she?" Mona joked, nudging me in the side. "She'd do anything for her best friend's little sister. Little Leashy, right, Y/N?"

I rolled my eyes, embarrassed. "Shut up."

"I'm not a kid, you know," Alicia mumbled, but I heard it.

"Of course not, Alicia, she's just kidding," I assured her, playfully shooting Mona a glare.

"One year difference," Alicia muttered under her breath, a frown on her lips as she focused on her food.

I realised she was a little more offended than I thought, but now wasn't the time to ask her if she was okay, not with all of her friends and Mona watching. So, Mona and I left them to it as we went back to work. Eventually, Alicia's table finished and came up to the bar to pay for their orders individually. Alicia was the last one to pay, so I took this as my chance to check in.

"Hey, are you okay?" I asked as she left some cash on the counter.

She hummed as I used the till, giving her the correct amount of change.

"Mona didn't mean to offend you," I said guiltily. "It was just a joke."

She forced a smile as she met my eyes, but I saw right through it. "She didn't, don't worry. It's fine."

"Because it's true, you know," I continued, hoping to assure her.

"What?"

"I don't think of you as Nick's little sister," I clarified. "You're much more than that. But I would do anything for you."

Definitely not expecting that, she was unable to stop herself from smiling shyly, cheeks dusting pink, and I knew I'd said the right thing.

"Have a good day, Alicia," I said with a smile.

"Are you, er, coming over for dinner later?" she asked, clearing her throat.

I suppressed the urge to smile even wider at how she was trying to play it cool. "I wouldn't miss it."

She nodded, eyes flickering over to mine briefly, before she turned to leave.

Definitely not just Nick's little sister, that was for sure.

17 years old...

School never got any easier as I grew up, especially with how small my town was and how everybody seemed to know each other's business. It made me a target, being the girl with the loser dad and the drunken mother. But I'd gotten pretty good at ignoring the cruel words of bored teens.

Until I didn't.

I was minding my own business one day, sat in the cafeteria and eating my lunch whilst getting some studying in. And then some annoying guys from homeroom who always loved to give me grief decided to walk by and make a comment.

"Hey, Y/L/N," one of them, Andy, snickered. "Where's your little addict friend?"

I rolled my eyes but tried my best to ignore his attempt at a taunt. He was referring to Nick, who had unfortunately been admitted into rehab recently. His issues with drugs had only worsened over the years, despite my many attempts to help him stop it, and it had gotten to a point where he was a threat to his own life. Rehab had been the only answer, and it stung to not have him around, especially since he was my best (and only) friend, but I only wanted him to get better.

Unfortunately, that meant the gossip at school had been around Nick's absence, and the teasing towards me had only increased tenfold. I couldn't care less what bullies had to say about me or my life – to my face or behind my back – but I didn't want anyone to speak poorly of the Clarks.

"You gonna pretend you don't hear me?" Andy continued to taunt me, before chuckling dryly. "I heard he was finally put out of harm's way because he just didn't know when to quit. Kinda sounds like your mum, doesn't it? With all that drinking she does, she should be in there with him."

"Fuck off," I said to him dismissively, trying not to let his words get to me

"She has a voice!" he exclaimed sarcastically, making his idiot friends laugh.

"Yeah, and a fist too, so fuck off," I repeated, this time fixing a glare in his direction.

He narrowed his eyes at me challengingly. "Or what?"

I'd gone many years without entertaining his bullshit and I wasn't about to stoop to his level now. Rolling my eyes, I looked back down to my textbook and tried to continue my work. I didn't get very far, however, as he took my pencil from my hand and snapped it childishly.

"Quit it," I said harshly.

"Or what?" he tried to provoke.

I clenched my jaw but stayed silent, not wanting to give him what he wanted nor get into any trouble. But then he said something that went too far, and I couldn't stop myself from reacting.

"First your mum, then your deadbeat dad and now your addict friend... who else you gonna fuck up, Y/N? The slutty sister? The bitch mum?"

Speaking poorly of me? Fine. But I wasn't going to let him slander the only people who ever truly cared about me. So, without much thought, I stood up and punched him square in the face, certainly surprising him and his friends.

He clutched his cheek, staring at me wide-eyed. He mustn't have thought I'd actually do it, and to be honest, I didn't think I would either. But I couldn't stop my anger from taking over as I grabbed my lunch tray and avoided his next swing, instead slamming the tray across his face. This seemed to spur him into action as he lunged at me, grabbing me by the shirt and punching me in the face. A painful, meaty punch that was much more than I could handle.

I tried to shove him off me, but he was a lot stronger than I was. Thankfully, before he could go in for another punch, the crowd that had formed were broken into by some nearby teachers, who pulled us both apart and began yelling at us to stop.

"This crazy bitch started it first!" Andy screamed, glaring at me as one of the science teachers held him back.

"Don't you dare fucking speak about them!" I shouted right back at him. "You're a fucking dick!"

Before I could even attempt to spout more insults – much more creative ones, might I add – a teacher dragged me out of the cafeteria and into the hallway. As soon as they mentioned the principal's office, I knew I was fucked.

The principal never listened to me, not really. I'd come to him many times in the past, particularly about the grief Andy and his pals had given me, but nothing was ever really done about it because I could never prove it. So, when I was face to face with the principal yet again, I chose to stay quiet.

"Y/N, I can't help you if you don't tell me what happened," he was saying, but I simply crossed my arms and waited for the punishment I would inevitably get. Abuse wasn't tolerated and I didn't expect any leniency.

When he saw I wasn't cooperating, he sighed with frustration before sending me away to the nurse's office. There, I was checked out and given an ice pack to ease the bruise on my cheek, a very painful one that left me with an ache in my mouth.

I was content just sitting there, sulking and using my ice pack, but then I saw a flash of blonde in the door and saw Madison had been called. She worked at school as a guidance councillor so must have heard what had happened, to my dismay, and was currently chatting with the principal. I sighed, already knowing the grilling I was about to get wouldn't be good.

Once they'd finished discussing what to do with me, no doubt, the principal left and in walked Madison, her eyes finding mine with disapproval and concern.

"What the hell happened?" she cut straight to the point, staring down at me. "You assaulted another student?!"

I stayed quiet as I lowered my ice pack, looking down at it in my hand for a distraction.

"Y/N, this isn't like you at all," she said, a little less angrily. "What did Andy say to you?" Nothing. "Did he hurt you? Tell me."

Not wanting to worry her or add to her plate, I spoke quietly, "It was nothing. He was just being a dick."

She paused, shifting her weight on her feet. "Sweetie, I can't do anything unless you tell me exactly what happened."

I closed my eyes, shaking my head slightly. What was the point? I'd already done the damage. There was no need to make it worse by telling her the horrible stuff Andy had said about her family. About how easily triggered I could get over something so stupid.

Madison took a seat beside me, making me open my eyes and look over to her.

"Please," she pleaded gently. "The principal wants to suspend you for two weeks. Both of you. But I can talk him out of it if you tell me what happened."

Suspension? I should have guessed. Now was definitely the wrong time to be suspended, what with me in my final year and exams to prepare for. But I supposed it was inevitable.

"Was it about Nick?" she pressed for information, and I must have frowned without realising because she pulled me in for a side hug. "Oh, sweetie, I know it's tough. Kids talk. But Nick is somewhere that's good for him. You can't let other people's opinions change that."

It might have been her kind words or simply the hug she was giving that instantly put me at ease like it always did, but I began to share more.

"It wasn't just that," I told her, and she waited patiently as I collected my thoughts, selecting my next words carefully. "He said some horrible things about me, sure, but about all of you. Nick. Alicia. You. And he doesn't have the right. He doesn't know any of you, how good you all are. He can't just say that stuff and get away with it, Madison, he just can't."

It was mortifyingly embarrassing how easily tears welled up in my eyes, just at the mere thought of someone saying nasty things to me. But I couldn't help it. I guess I cared too much.

"I'll sort this out," she promised, squeezing my shoulder.

"I didn't want to fight," I said, pulling away slightly so I could face her. I needed her to know I wasn't a total mess. "I tried to ignore him, but he wouldn't leave it alone. You know I wouldn't just hit someone like that."

"I know," she said, smiling sympathetically. "And I know people like him. He'll be dealt with accordingly."

I nodded, unsure to what that meant exactly, but hoping he'd finally get the punishment he deserved.

"You should go home," she said, before standing up. "I can take you,"

I shook my head, standing up too. "No, you're working. It's fine. I can get the bus."

"You shouldn't be alone after all this, Y/N."

"Seriously, I'll be okay," I promised her.

She was hesitant, unsure whether to believe me, but thankfully she didn't press on it any further as she nodded in agreement.

So, I did just that and took the bus home, immediately jumping straight into bed where I felt the safest. My mum was still at work and thankfully hadn't been contacted about the incident (I'm sure I had Madison to thank for that), but she wouldn't have come even if she had been. She was going to be back late again, no doubt, so I had the place to myself for a while.

I started to think about Nick, wondering how he was and what he was doing. He would have been the person I went to in situations like this, but he had his own recovery to go through. The last I'd spoken to him was a few weeks ago on his allocated phone call. He seemed angry that he was there, but sober, which was all I wanted for him.

For now, I was on my own.

Later that afternoon, I woke up to my phone vibrating on my bedside table. I hadn't even realised I'd fallen asleep until I answered it without looking, confused and half awake.

"Hello?"

"Y/N, finally!" It was Alicia, I realised. "Are you home? I've been knocking on your door for a while, but there's no answer."

"Hmm, yeah," I said between a yawn. "Sorry. I was just sleeping. I'll come down now."

After forcing myself out of bed, I clambered down the stairs and opened the front door to see Alicia. She still had her backpack, making me think she'd just finished school for the day.

"Y/N," she breathed out worriedly, before her hand grabbed my chin and she turned my head to look closely at my cheek.

"It feels better than it looks," I tried to assure her, which was kind of a lie, but she didn't need to know that.

"Well, it looks pretty shitty," she decided, before letting go of my chin.

"What did you need?" I asked, a small part of me hoping she wouldn't want to talk about it, but that was silly of me.

She raised an eyebrow with disbelief. "What did I need? I came to see how you are, you idiot!"

I spread my arms out lamely. "I'm fine, clearly."

Knowing she wouldn't leave, I turned to head into the living room and heard her following behind me.

"Y/N, what happened?" she asked with a frown, joining me on the couch.

I shrugged, pulling my legs up. "Nothing."

"Mum said the same thing, but the gossip at school says otherwise," she murmured, eyes flickering between my cheek and my eyes.

I sighed tiredly. "It wasn't anything, Alicia. Just Andy being an arsehole."

"Yeah, he always is," she said knowingly, "but you've never gotten physical before, so what did he do to piss you off so bad?"

If I couldn't tell Madison, not properly anyway, I definitely couldn't tell Alicia. Not sweet, stays-out-of-trouble, innocent Alicia.

"Nothing," I said simply, making her groan loudly and massage her head with frustration.

"Fine," she muttered. "Don't tell me."

"I'm not."

She glanced at me, fixing me with a glare, and I couldn't help but smile a little, glad I could still annoy her.

"I was worried," she admitted after a moment of quiet. "All they said at school was that two seniors got into a fight. Then mum said you were one of them and that I'd find you here."

I wasn't sure how to respond to that, but it did warm my insides a little to know she cared enough to check in on me. She always cared, I knew that, but my delusional self could hope it was for more reasons than me being her brother's best friend. Mona and I broke up a while ago, so now that I was single again, I was also back to liking Alicia, to my dismay.

"You decked him real good, huh?" she suddenly said, earning my attention again.

"What?"

"Andy. He was walking out of the principal's office with a bloody nose and a black eye," she said, eyebrows raised as if she were impressed. "Whatever he said to you... well, he won't be saying it again, that's for sure."

I pressed my lips together, unsure whether it was appropriate to smile, but then she began to laugh and I couldn't help but join in.

Once her laughter faded, she grabbed my hand and squeezed it gently, eyes peering into mine with her thoughts a million miles away. I waited for her to say something, but she was just staring, distracted. Then she lifted her other hand and caressed my cheek gently, tenderly, in a way that made me forget how to breathe.

"You shouldn't listen to what other people say," she muttered. "Be careful, Y/N. Please."

I struggled to respond at first, my brain short-circuiting at the feeling of her so close to me. "I will."

She nodded slightly, dropping her hand from my cheek but not quite letting go of my hand. Her eyes lingered on mine for a second longer, green turning golden in the early evening light, and I was glad when she finally let go because I could have stared at her all day. We both looked away, myself hoping she couldn't hear my racing heart in the silence. Did she even know the effect she had on me?

"You're not working today, are you?" she asked nonchalantly.

"Er, no. Not until the weekend. Why?"

She leaned her elbow on the back of the couch and turned to face me a little more. "D'you wanna sleepover tonight?" I must have looked surprised as she quickly added, "I just– I miss Nick, even though I would never admit that to him. But yeah, I miss him and I miss you too. You haven't been over as much since he left and you're my friend too, right?"

I wasn't sure how to react, unsure if she was being serious or not. But she must've been because she was awaiting an answer and seemed slightly nervous.

"Of course I am, Alicia, sorry," I said with a sigh, feeling a little guilty now. It must have been hard for her without Nick.

"Then stay over tonight," she insisted. "You can come for dinner. We can play Monopoly together. And I'll feel better knowing you're safe and looked after and not alone."

I smiled appreciatively. "Thank you, Leashy. I'd love that."

She smiled widely before moving in for a hug without warning, and I wrapped my arms around her, squeezing her gratefully.

A month passed and my fight with Andy was old news now. He and his friends began to leave me alone – whatever Madison had threatened them with had clearly worked. I was hanging out with Alicia a lot more because I felt the need to be there for her even more now that Nick wasn't here. But he was going to be home soon and I couldn't wait, I seriously missed my best friend.

Everything seemed like it was going well, so well in fact that the last thing I expected was the worst.

One evening, I was calling Alicia but she wasn't answering, and when I looked over at the Clarks house, there didn't seem to be anyone home. Then the next day at school, Alicia wasn't in and neither was Madison. I didn't know why and, naturally, my brain jumped to the worst conclusions. When I asked around, nobody knew nor cared, so I was stuck worrying until I could escape school and stop by their house afterwards.

Madison's car was parked out front when I walked up their drive, so I wondered if they were both sick or something. I definitely didn't expect Madison to answer the door looking like absolute hell. Eyes bloodshot with matching dark circles, she was wearing mismatched loungewear and her hair was thrown up in a messy bun, as if it were an afterthought. She didn't look sick, but something was definitely up. I'd never seen her like this – she was usually so put together.

"Madison, what happened? Are you okay?" I asked instantly, stepping forward to assist her somehow. "Is it Alicia? Nick? Did something happen?"

And she proceeded to invite me in, then broke the news. Her husband had died yesterday in a car accident. As soon as she told me, my jaw dropped. I could barely believe it. How could he just die like that? I'd literally seen him the other day, on his way out to work! Just like that, gone.

Once I overcame my shock, I realised just how heartbroken Madison and Alicia must have been. Instantly, I pulled the blonde in for a hug, holding her tight as she tried her best to keep it together. I didn't know what else to do. I'd never comforted an adult before and she was usually the one to comfort me.

"I'm so sorry, Madison," I whispered, heart breaking when she sucked up a breath and pulled away, forcing a smile.

"It'll be okay, sweetie, I just–" She wiped a few stray tears from her eyes, and that's when I knew this was truly a private family moment, not something I needed to be here for.

"I'll leave," I told her, squeezing her hand before letting go. "You deserve some privacy."

"No, no, it's okay," she assured me. "I'm just dealing with a lot. The past day has been a whirlwind is all."

I paused, nodding slowly as I took in her exhausted expression. "Does Nick know?"

She frowned, looking down. "Not yet."

I sighed quietly, already knowing that this would break him. He was finally recovering and doing so well, sober for two months now. This would kill him.

"I'm gonna tell him when I visit in a few days," she continued.

I frowned, but nodded, then the other Clark sibling came to mind. "And Alicia? How is she holding up?"

Madison pinched the bridge of her nose before shaking her head. "Yeah, no, she's not good, hon. She won't leave her room. Hasn't said a word since yesterday."

God, Alicia must have taken it terribly. She wasn't super close to her father, but it was still her dad. She'd never dealt with loss before and she didn't have anyone to share it with apart from her mother, who was notorious for boxing her real emotions up. I couldn't help but worry for her.

"You should go up to see her," Madison suddenly said. "It might help having a friend around. Someone who's not me."

I grimaced. "I'm not too sure. Maybe she needs some space right now. It's all fresh and she might just want to be alone."

"If she does, she'll tell you," she said, convinced. "Besides, I was mistaken. You're not just a friend. You're Y/N. Please, try. She won't talk to me."

I wasn't so sure and the last thing I wanted was to encroach on her privacy, but I also wanted to help Madison in any way I could, so I reluctantly nodded. When I headed upstairs and knocked on Alicia's door, there was no reply, as expected.

I hesitated, before calling out, "Alicia, it's me. I'm coming in!"

Again, I paused to see if she would respond, but I heard nothing, so I slowly opened the door and let myself in. She was laying in bed under the covers, on her side and staring ahead whilst her mind was elsewhere. Her curtains were closed, but the daylight still shone through the cream-coloured fabric, casting a golden glow around the room.

Carefully, I approached Alicia's bedside and kneeled down so I was eye level with her. She'd very obviously been crying, her green eyes bloodshot like her mother's, though they were still wet with tears when they met mine. Her lips were quivering and it broke my heart to see her so upset, so broken.

"I'm so sorry, Alicia," I murmured, pushing her hair behind her ear and letting my hand linger for a moment. "I'm here for you."

Her quivering lips frowned as she nodded, and then tears rolled down her cheeks and she squeezed her eyes shut, silent sobs breaking through. I leaned forward, holding her close, and she began to cry into my shoulder, not saying a word. I wasn't sure what else to do or say, but sometimes just being there was enough.

Losing the head of their family had thrown the Clarks into a dark time, understandably so, and it had me doing my utmost best to be there for them, especially with Nick still in rehab. His stay was delayed slightly due to the effect his father's death had on him, but eventually, just over a month later, he was finally allowed to leave.

We all threw him a welcome home party and it only consisted of his family and I, but we had cake and decorations and made for the perfect spot to celebrate his return. Once Madison brought him home, Alicia and I were left to shout surprise and the joy on Nick's face was enough to make all of this worth it.

"Oh my God, you guys didn't," he said with a laugh, before moving forward to pull Alicia and I into a tight hug.

"We're so proud of you, Nick," Alicia mumbled in his shoulder.

As he pulled away, he took a moment to look at us both properly, it having been so long since he'd seen us in person. He looked lighter, different, happier. I couldn't stop smiling.

"You didn't replace me with this one whilst I was gone, did you?" he teased me, referring to Alicia.

I laughed as I glanced at the eye-rolling Clark girl beside me. "Nobody could ever replace you, Nick. But yeah, Alicia was a pretty good stand in."

She smacked me playfully on the arm as Nick laughed and pulled me close again, kissing me on the side of the head.

"And you, Leashy? Bet you were glad I was gone, weren't you?" he joked as I shoved him off me.

"I may have missed you a smidge," she admitted sheepishly, and he smiled cheekily before hugging her once more.

"I missed you too," he said, before looking to me as well. "Both of you. Mum's been keeping me up to date, but it's so good to see you again."

Alicia and I exchanged looks before smiling at him, definitely sharing the same thought: we were glad he was home.

After catching up and cutting the cake with Madison, we all indulged for a little while and then I started to clean up around the kitchen.

"Hey," Nick said, approaching me as I did.

"Hey," I returned with amusement. "What's up? You want more cake?"

"I mean, it was nice," he said knowingly, making me chuckle, "but no. I, er, actually wanted to talk to you."

Sensing he wanted my full attention, I finished tossing a paper plate out before looking to him curiously. "Sure thing. What's up?"

He met my eyes, expression softening. "Thank you for being here for my mum and Alicia when I couldn't be. Especially lately with..." He paused, swallowing hard, and I could tell that it was still a struggle for him to admit his father was gone, so I cut him off.

"You don't need to thank me, Nick. They're family. And I'm here for you, too, just like you are with me. Always will be."

He began to smile before pulling me in for another hug, the millionth since he'd returned but I didn't care in the slightest.

"I missed you a lot," he told me. "Being there without you was just so... insane. I had no one to tell everything to. No one to annoy in my free time."

I cracked a smile. "I know what you mean. School has been shit without you."

"You have to tell me everything I missed. We've got finals coming up soon. Graduation."

"It can wait for now. Today is all about you."

He rolled his eyes playfully. "Fine. But I wanna hear all about you tomorrow."

I chuckled. "You got it, Nick."

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Personality through quote

Thanks to @theprissythumbelina here and @mysticstarlightduck here!

Rules: give a quote from your OCs based on the prompt, then tag people with a new prompt!

[A quote about pets/animals]

Lexi: "Animals are so cute! I would love to get a pet one day! Not sure what I'd get though...or how much is too many... I think I can keep up with at least one dog and a cat!"

Maddie: "I can literally turn into animals. Yeah, of course they're cool. Big cats are my favorite. Did you know that cheetahs can't retract their claws? And also, the smallest tiger is the Sumatran. And also snow leopard's paws act like snowshoes? And--"

Ash: "Our house is a little crowded for an animal right now. I'm not sure how responsible I'd be with them, anyway, haha."

Gwen: "Oh, um. A few months ago our cat got really sick and...well there wasn't really a humane option. Um, anyways, we're not quite ready for another pet right now."

Robbie: "With my parents' schedule and me and Sammy losing track of time and everything around us, please don't get us a pet. Akash would have to take care of it, and I don't wanna do that to him."

Akash: "I would love to have a dog one day. Never had one growing up due to, well, everything going on. But I'd really like a pet one day."

Jedi: "I have always wanted a pet ferretsnake, actually. My sister wanted a kitsune. Having both would have been wonderful."

Carmen: "Atsila had Custos, and that's the closest I'll have to a pet." (She loves Custos and Custos loves her)

[A quote about their relationship with money (in the past and nowadays)]

Lexi: "I mean, I'm not suuuper familiar with how money works, but I definitely will be one day. Knowing myself, I'd probably be very organized. Whenever my mom gives me money to like buy something at school or the mall or whenever I go out with friends in general, I always budget beforehand and plan accordingly. But if I'm secure enough, I'd love to buy some clothes or supplies but also gifts for my friends!"

Maddie: "Similar to Lexi, I guess. I mean, I think I'd save up money so I can use it on big things later! A Lego set or something like that. But the patience for that sounds literally impossible."

Ash: "I am also fond of the idea of saving to splurge later. Splurging sounds fun, but you can't do it without saving unfortunately."

Gwen: "My parents have saved money for me to go to college since I was born. I think that's a noble cause. I think using money on schooling or pursuing what you care about, what your purpose is...that's good."

Robbie: "My mom has given me so many lectures about having a secured footing is important, and I get it, but man, it's hard to focus on that. I'd love to go on exciting experiences and all that. Me, Akash, Sammy, Lexi, Gwen--like all of us traveling around the world together. That sounds dope. Awesome. But Mutti says I have to save for that. I really need to focus more on her lectures. Maybe if she made a PowerPoint...."

Akash: "I am probably going to have to do Robbie's taxes and also give him financial advice. I have it in my four year plan for high school to take a semester long financial course in junior year. I plan to use that information wisely."

Jedi: "Saving money for a good cause is something I have always done. My education, Inutilia rights, the Aequales, charities. I believe money can do as much good in the world as anything else."

Carmen: "Pfft, I'm responsible with my money. I'd be an accountant if I had to [she would be miserable]. Make sure everything is paid off, then maybe spend some money on making life a little more comfortable. Like home organizers. Because some people can't seem to pick up after themselves."

Tagging @sparrow-orion-writes @talesofsorrowandofruin @writernopal @awritingcaitlin @winterandwords @drchenquill @keysandopenmind @pluppsauthor @pluto-murphy-writes @writingamongther0ses @willtheweaver @calicohyde + anyone who'd like to

Your prompt: [A quote about a hot summer day.]

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[nagisa-666]

《Itadori! F! Reader x Tokyo Revengers》

《CROSSPOSTED TO WATTPAD!》

《WARNINGS!: copied some things from the manga, slight fluff, humorous behavior, Mikey kind of being creepy, curse words, mentions of violence, slight mention of death, crossover jjk x tr.》

"(Name)! Guess what? You'll be going to Shibuya! There's a curse in Mizu middle school, so you're gonna have to pretend to be a third-year, lol!" Gojo said enthusiastically, throwing up a peace sign as (Name) stood up quickly in shock, face pale and mouth opened to let out a surprised yell.

"Ehh?! Gojo-senei, what?!" (Name) sputtered, waving her arms around frantically while Gojo laughed wildly, throwing his head back before taking in a deep breath and grinning.

"Yup! Those oldies let me finally give you your own mission! Since it's supposed to be just a small curse, I just packed your bag for a few days and deposited ¥200,000 (€1,282.00, $1,441.85) into your bank account! I already rented an apartment for the month too! Just call me when you're done and I'll come to get you when I can!" Gojo chuckled wildly, throwing luggage at the strong girl before grabbing her and teleporting to a car with a driver, throwing her in and waving goodbye as (Name) put her hands on the winds, getting handprints everywhere as she stared at him with disbelief before cryimg out in disbelief.

"GOJO-SENSEIIIIII!" Was heard, slowly fading out with the distance of the car.

"YO! My name is Itadori (Name)! I like girls like Jennifer Lawrence! Nice ta meetcha all! Hope we all get along!" (Name) grinned, her sentence shocking her temporary classmates before some laughed.

"Alright, class, settle down. Today, we'll be learning about..." The unimportant teacher said, before beginning to talk about some history and shit.

'Coming back to a normal school... It feels so weird...'

'Pink hair?'

"Yo! You're Hanagaki, right? I need to talk to you for a few minutes, kay?" (Name) grinned, putting her hand in the blonds shoulder, ignoring how he noticeably jumped, slowly turning his head to look at her with a pale face.

"H-huh..? Oh, yeah... Okay..." He said hesitantly, nodding his head as (Name) grinned bigger.

"Great! It won't take long at all!" She said, putting her hand down before getting a blank face and looking to the side of him.

'For a curse to be this big made by one person... How depressed is this guy?' (Name) thought, putting her hands into the sweater she had on. Typically, when a curse is made by just one person, it's tiny, practically fitting into the palm of your hand, but this guy had a curse the size of a growing Saint Bernard. She had seen it a few days ago, following the blond and sometimes even hanging off his shoulders, muttering something about saving 'Hina', and while she tried to talk to him, someone was always pulling either him or her away. She had already got the other small curses in the school, having stayed behind once with the excuse of waiting to know the school better.

"So, Hanagaki. Have you or your girlfriend been feeling stressed or terrified by something? I can recommend a doctor, she'll help you out. You seem very tense." (Name) started lightly, eyes crinkling as she grinned happily, though the marks under her eyes caught the males eyes.

"H-huh?! Uh, no! Not at all! Tests have just made me jumpy, haha!" Hanagaki attempted to say, though once (Name) lost her smile, he quickly stopped.

"... Hanagaki, do you know anyone that can see 'ghosts'?" She said blandly, eyes basically looking into his soul while he shit himself.

"U-uhm... Not that I know of..." He stuttered, acting like a fucking weirdo in front of an upperclassman.

"Mhm... Well. Do you want a message, Hanagaki? Your shoulders are the worst." (Name) said, eyeing something on his shoulder closely, which made the blond look too.

'That curse... I need to get it!'

"Uh... I have a girlfriend." The blonde said blankly, making the girl tilt her head curiously.

"..? What about it? You need a message, it's like you're just dragging your head around. It's kinda sad." She said blandly, lowkey making the blond sad with an arrow through his heart, labeled 'sad'.

"... Sure. My neck hurts anyway." He said, both sitting on the stairs, though (Name) sat behind him, beginning to knead his shoulders while keeping a close eye on the curse, slowly inching closer and coating her hand in cursed energy.

Hitting a pressure point in his neck, (Name) knocked the blond out quickly and grabbed the small curse, exorcising it swiftly before she sighed, grabbing her phone out and pulling up Gojo's number to call him.

"Yo, Gojo! Got all the curses! I'm able to go back now, right?" She said, voice bland before she paled.

"Huh? Huh?! Wait, what do you mean I gotta stay for a month?!"

'Oh man... My shoulders feel so much better... Itadori-san works miracles... Wait... ITADORI-SAN-'

"Oh, you're finally awake! Thought you were gonna be asleep forever! Y'know, your phones' been buzzing for a couple minutes now. Think you should answer." She said, smiling as though she wasn't just losing her mind.

Turns out, due to recent spikes in gang activity, curses were beginning to spawn rapidly. So, until someone else (like Megumi, her best friend, or Nobara, her other best friend who would just make fun of her,) could come.

"H-huh? Oh! Thanks Itadori-san! See ya later!" Hanagaki said, getting up quickly and grabbing his phone from his pocket, bringing it up to answer the call.

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.

Forgetting his schoolbag.

Dumbass.

"Hanagaki! Yo! Hanagaki?! Your schoolbag! Where are you?! Your girl said you hang out around here!.. HANAGAKI!!! COME GET YOUR SCHOOLBAG!!" (Name) shouted around, hoping that the blond would hear and pop up in a hurry. Hey, there's a sale at her favorite supermarket! She just wants to get ingredients for dinner tonight!

"Hey! Whatchu doing around these parts, girly?! Doncha know that this is Tokyo Manji territory?!" Three random ass delinquents popped up, one blond, one with brown hair, and one with black.

Toasty ass motherfuckers.

"I'm looking for a schoolmate! He left his bag behind and I wanna give it back to him!" She pouted aggressively, before the black haired delinquent paused and just told her a really smart idea.

"... Why don't you just wait for tomorrow? I mean, you'll give it back in time for classes, right?"

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.

You can tell that (Name) didn't really think about it.

"Oh yeah! Sorry. Seeya!" She said, dots for eyes as she turned around and began to walk away, before the piss haired blond finally came, running down stairs with another light haired blond following him.

"Wait! Itadori-san, wait! You got my schoolbag?!" He said, panting heavily while the other blond just watched.

"Well, yea. I mean, when you woke up you kinda just left. I think you left your girlfriend behind too. That's fucked up man. Do better. Be better." She said, still having dots for eyes as she stared at the blond with heavy judgement. Well, before she looked at the other blond briefly and widened her eyes.

'How can a person have a curse that big?! What kinda fucked up childhood did he have?!'

'... I want to kill him.'

'Yeah, yeah, shut up Sukuna.'

"Hanagaki, can I get your number? To be honest, I kinda need help with homework and my classmates are douches. Or, if you have someone that could tutor me, can you give me their number?" (Name) stalled, eyes finally normal as she sweat dropped, looking away nervously as the other blond gazed at her with intense eyes. Fucking weirdo.

"Huh? Oh, yeah, I can give you my girlfriends number. She's the smart one, so she'll probably be able to help. Wait. Aren't you a third-year though?" Hanagaki said, pulling out his phone before he questioned her, an eyebrow raising at the pink haired girl as he paused.

"Yeah... Well to be honest, my grandpa died a few months ago so I wasn't able to actually go to school. Cuz of that, now I don't know what I'm studying. Plus, I'm kinda dumb." She said, nervously smiling as the blonds stared heavily, one's eyes were intense and the others had pity. Dammit. One reason she didn't want to tell anyone.

"What about your parents?" The other blond finally spoke up, deciding not to be quiet anymore.

"Oh, they died a long time ago. It was just me and my pops for a couple of years." She replied blankly, lips pursed and looking away uncomfortably. The other delinquents were still there. Just. Standing there. Being fucking weirdos.

"... I like you. How about you be my girl?" Intense eyes finally spoke, smiling now as his eyes became crescents.

"..? No? Hanagaki, can you show me the number?" (Name) said blankly before she looked at Hanagaki, bringing her phone out to copy the number which he gave to her with shock.

"Alright. Welp, see ya tomorrow! Tell your girlfriend I'll text her!" She shouted as she walked off, waving her hand with a wide grin before bringing it down.

"Neh, Takemitchy... Your friend is funny."

'I should message Itadori-san when we should meet up. She's probably sitting around watching TV or reading manga again...' Hina thought, bringing out her phone and clicking on (Name)'s icon.

"Uhm... Excuse me... Do you... Know Itadori?"

"Wait! So this was you just half a year ago?! Incredible! How'd you do it?" Hina asked, stars in her eye as she stared at an old photo of (Name) and Yoko standing together, as if it was a graduation photo. (Name) was standing a few feet away from Yoko, who looked visibly different from the current her.

We love Yoko in this house.

"Oh, well, you know, I grew a bit, and because of the stress of moving and a new environment, I just... Lost weight..." Yoko said, trailing off sheepishly while she rubbed the back of her head with one hand, eyes closed as Hina smiled happily.

"Actually, that day was the only day I managed to gather the courage to ask her for a photo... I actually wanted to ask for her number and stuff too... But since I was moving to Tokyo, I didn't think it mattered in the end..." Toko blushed, clasping her hands together as she averted her eyes to look at them.

"When I saw her earlier, I thought that maybe since I changed... I could muster the courage to..." She trailed off again, though this time Hina had a shocked face.

"Oh. So it's like that?" Hina said, in a serious tone as she looked at Yoko with intense eyes.

"Mm. It's like that." Yoko repeated, eyebrows furrowing as she nodded.

The two girls sat across from each other in a cafe, faces deadly serious as they looked at each other. Before Yoko laughed, the two of them easing up as they ordered some desserts.

"To be honest, I don't know her all that well. But I can call my boyfriend, I think he knows her better than me, to be honest." Hina said sheepishly, pulling out her phone to call Takemichi while Yoko blushed.

"Okay... Um, you wouldn't know if anyone likes-" Yoko began, before getting cut off by Hina laughing.

"Sorry, sorry! Yeah, there is someone who likes her, but she doesn't like him in the slightest. In fact, I think she just thinks of him as a sibling." Hina chuckled, waiting until Takemichi answered while Yoko blushed again, looking down sheepishly in embarrassment.

"Wait, so she likes Itadori-san?" Takemichi asked, pointed at a sheepish Yoko while Hina grinned, nodding happily.

"Yep! Do you know what kind of people she likes?" Hina asked, making Takemichi think hard about what he heard about the older girl.

"Hm... I think I heard her say she likes tall girls..." Takemichi said, lost in thought while Yoko and Hina looked at each other with serious faces, high fiving each other before taking a quick drink of their beverages, acting as though they were out drinking.

"I'll tell her to come here now!" Hina said, taking her phone out quickly and messaging (Name).

"Alright!" Yoko shouted, nodding swiftly with a serious face.

Hina🍀

(Shared Location)

Come

-2:13

Itadori💪

Why

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Hina🍀

Come

-2:13

Itadori💪

Okay

-2:14

"So, why did you want me?" (Name) asked, suddenly popping up out of nowhere while Hina and Takemichi jumped, before she glanced at Yoko.

'Wait! I haven't told her about Yoko! She doesn't know that she looks different!-' Hina thought, making up a scenario where Itadori looks at Yoko, asking who she was before Yoko runs off crying.

"ITADORI! THIS IS-" Hina shouted, looking panicked before (Name) interrupted her.

"Hm? Oh, hey Yoko. Haven't seen ya in a while... What a big world..." (Name) murmured, holding a bag of toys and random fidgets, Hina and Takemichi holding up papers with a huge 10 on them, before Yoko looked at her with teary eyes.

'That's right... It wasn't ever about my weight...'

"Hey, Itadori! If you had to like someone, who would it be?"

"Hm... Ozawa."

"Huh? Why her? She's fat."

"Huh? But y'know, the way she eats and writes and stuff..."

"It's really elegant."

"I thought you like tall girls with big butts! Haha!"

"That's different! It's hard to eat fish properly! It's super impressive to do that!"

[murkystarlight]

Murky-friend~

Hey, hi, hello, bonjour!

We kinda had a small talk with Buggo and Basil about their fav fanfiction tropes, so I'm here so ask youuuu... My dear!

You can just ramble about it, or do the tier list thingie, or ignore the question if you wish too!

— Simple-friend:)

Ahhhhhh hiiiiiii Simple

Okay um... this really is just rambling... and it's weird... I would not blame you(or anyone) if you see this and think "oh wow. She really is weird and crazy. Nope, I'm done with her". Because.... what I wrote down there... haha😅

Well. First off, I don't really read fics that much- um... yeah. I only started reading fics a few months ago. I probably haven't even had a taste of half of the troupes that exist in the world-

So far I've just read anything that I like. I see the writer's note or the tags and go "oh wow. Yeah, I like this" then I read it. So a lot of the time I go after

⭐the thrill⭐

Which isn't exactly... good.

Despite not knowing what half the words mean, I read smut. I'm sorry- I'm sorry. But half of the fics I can find on rare pairs are smut. And I like a lot of rare pairs. And I'm also learning abt reproduction in school so I think I'm allowed to read them(wtf? No that does not give you the qualification t-). But really I- I need something out of them. Okay?

So I read anything really. I'm not against anything. And when I say I'm not against anything? I mean ANYTHING

I kid you not, I read 'cupcake' and came out giggling in joy, also read 'dipper goes to taco bell' and walked out feeling... well it sucked. Why would someone write..... okay?.... but also at the same time I just found the whole thing just.. hilarious. It has a plot(somewhat) makes no sense... it was unhinged.. I mean- jumping ropes?? With vocal chords??? Like- I'm sorry. I have a weird sense of humor

(I read both earlier this year-)

Don't get me wrong. I know that some of these troupes are bad and aren't good. But uh you see, I'm not saying that I support them. Just saying- the concept makes me laugh. It makes no sense. I don't go looking for it on purpose and I don't really have interest in them(I also probably won't be able to remember what the troupe is about)

Anyways, I don't mind reading whatever as long as it interests me. And isn't too long. I don't want to get into something that's so long I get caught up and read only that for days with no sleep :p

So a lot of the things I've read so far is one~three chapters? Or one shots. It's not like I can actually find a fic that satisfies all the things I like and isn't a one shot anyways.

If I choose preferences though, anything if it's from people I know, fluff, hurt, comfort, something to do with canon(fixing it, giving characters backstories stuff like that), mind cintrol/betrayal, uh... yeah. Stuff like that.

So.. yeah. I hope.... that answers your question and... doesn't leave too much against me lol

My dear- augh- you're going to give me a heart attack one day I swear(I'm savoring this. Probably the closest thing I'll ever get to a relationship, platonic or not, in my life lol)

Also, I love what you did with my name. I'm stealing it.

Please don't hate me(is it too late to say this)

[fe-fictions]

I can't believe I have to post about this a second time in a year, but I have another sick kitty...

We lost our senior cat Henry in February, it was just time for him to go. He was a handsome and wonderful 14 years old, and had been with us since we were children.

And not long after we lost him, my sibling and I (we live together) decided the apartment was just too empty without him...we were missing the warmth and the joy that a sweet kitty cat brought with him.

So we each adopted our very own cats; a handsome long-haired 3 month old boy named Gojo, and a beautiful short-haired 5 month old girl named Luisa.

Luisa is my baby girl. She was born in September, the same month as me, and she's my whole world. But the last few days, she's been eating less, playing less, and getting more and more docile and lethargic.

I took her to the emergency vet today because she wasn't eating at all and was hiding since yesterday morning. He told me that she had an auto immune disorder, and was extremely anemic.

He gave me three options; try steroids and antibiotics, see if she responds to them, or they could hospitalize her and give her a blood transfusion, which was way, way too expensive...if I had the money I would've done it in a heartbeat, and it breaks my heart to think that I could've done more for her if I had a better job and could provide for my baby more. And the third option was to put her to sleep there, because her odds were slim.

I chose the option to get her medication, which was a quarter the cost of a hospitalization, and he assured me typically saw really good results, but that sometimes it would take a few days or a week or two before seeing improvement.

I gave her the first dose as soon as we got home, got her set up in my room, but she's still not eating, won't go to the bathroom, and I'm just really, really worried that I'm gonna have to say goodbye to her, before she's even a year old.

I'm just not ready to say goodbye again. Twice in the same year, two of my sweet babies. I am not ready to do that again. It happened so fast. The shelter I got her at likely had no idea she was sick; she showed no signs of it until just a few days ago. I hate that she's so fragile, and that I can't do enough for her. It's just crushing.

I want to try and focus on the positive, and hope that she's gonna pull through in the next few days. I'm just so sad, because it wasn't that long ago I saw this behavior in a dying cat. I know what it looks like, I felt it, I could see it. And I'm not ready to do that again.

I was supposed to have at least ten years with this slinky little baby. I don't want to believe that I'm gonna have to say goodbye to her. I won't know for at least a few days; but if she stops eating and she can't go to the bathroom, I don't know where to go from there.

I just wanted to vent, I wanted to let you all know that's what I'm dealing with right now. I hope you'll continue to have patience with me, and to those who commissioned art from me, I'm gonna work hard to get it done ASAP since it's already been a while, and I just need to do something to keep my mind off of what's going on right now.

But yeah. That's what's going on at this moment, and so if I sort of disappear for a little while or my posts go a while without anything, that's why.

Thanks for being so sweet, you guys are such a wonderful group of fellow FE enthusiasts and I love writing for you all. It's without a doubt the group of the friendliest and sweetest people I've ever run into; whenever awful things were going on, IRL or online, I would always come here because the drama or the stressful mess would never reach it; this place is my little safe haven haha

So thank you for being here, and thank you for listening and for your patience! I'll do everything I can to keep up.

- chiyo

[reticent-writer]

Heyo! Congrats on the 500 followers! Hope you've been doing well!

So haha, small idea for demon slayer, gn reader (demon or human doesn't matter) X shinobu, and they have a really bad habit of chering on their skin. It's so bad that the skin on their hands is basically non exsistant on some parts. (They never chew on their fingers, occasionally the do their thumb but yeah)

:> it's not intentional but it kinda just happens, you can make angst out of it, but I was thinking more just fluff of shinobu taking care of reader, maybe telling them off for biting themself so much.

Again, congrats of the 500

Thank you so much. I hope you have been doing well too.

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"You'll never get better if you don't stop" Shinobu scolded you. "Especially with those nails of yours."

Shinobu was applying an ointment she had just made for you in hopes it would get you to stop. It never did.

You've been like this since you were born.

After she was done applying the ointment, she cut you nails, much to your dismay, you started to feel itchy not even a minute later.

Shinobu was always so kind and gentle no matter how mad she was. She looked out for you, like an older sister. Scolded you like on too.

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"How many times do I have to tell you. Stop it. Your skin is already patched your just making it worse." Once again, she was putting ointment on you and rubbing it in.

You mocked her as she was focused on your arms.

"You could get infected. Do you understand me. Stop it." She pleaded looking deep into your eyes.

"I understand, I'll try not to do it again."

She really wanted you to stop.

You wish you would've listened.

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This continued for about a month. She would scold you while putting ointment on, you would mock her while she wasn't looking, and you'd go on about your day. A few weeks ago, you found that your hands arms and legs were getting worse.

Your usually red and scabbed skin was now blistering with green oozing from it.

Today you decided to ask Shinobu about it.

You went to look for Shinobu, finding her in her medicine room.

"Umm Shinobu do you know what's wrong with my arms." As you were presenting your arms to her you saw how her eyes widened.

She gently grabbed your arms and examined them. She took a deep breath before speaking

"You've got an infection. How long have you had it?"

You shrugged. She took another breath.

of course, she had noticed this for a while now, but she thought it would eventually go away. There is nothing good that comes from getting an infection like you have.

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She watched you closely for the past few days. Your skin got worse. It was starting to affect your way of living.

It was starting to affect your blood and lungs. You could barely breathe.

"Y/n how are you feeling?" Shinobu thought it would be best if you were on bed rest. You were far past treatable.

"I'm alright Shinobu, just hurts to breath." You smiled at her. You saw the sadness in her eyes. You knew what was coming and you knew it was coming soon.

"Thank you for looking out for me Shinobu, sorry I was so stubborn." You laid your head back for give yourself some sort of comfort. You took a deep breath and closed your eyes.

"y/n?"

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"Yn?"

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[koiyin]

GUYS GUESS WHO'S BACK... 'YAY'

so uh idk why i come back on tumblr every couple months and make posts like this but i've basically ruined my account at this point haha perfectionist issues and i'm going to try to be honest with everyone of you guys because. idek at this point

i don't know how everyone's opinion of me is at this point, and it feels like i'm ruining it. i don't know if this is me now, if i kind of put up a front before, but why these posts seem different than the others on my blog is a mystery to me ^^'

maybe i'm just overthinking it, though?

well, my life is pretty shit. i don't really have any friends, except for a couple close ones who can somehow deal with me-- and, yeah. people at my school don't really like me, and i've fucked up a lot recently. this post sounds really depressing. sorry for that.

i don't know, i guess prior to the whole incident (moots, yk what i'm talking about) i always tried to put up a cheerful front. i had an idealized version of myself, and that was koi. and i did act like myself a lot around you guys, because i became comfortable with all of you and i felt accepted. i'm really grateful for what you all have done for me.

so, more about what's going on- basically, i'm just... not happy with myself, i guess. i wish i had more friends.

you know, my goal in life at one point was to be friends with everyone in my grade. that was more than a year ago. i guess that whole hope pretty much died out. but i do still try my very best, and this is turning into a ramble which i'm sorry for but i just want to get everything off of my chest.

i'll probably never use tumblr regularly again- but, who knows, shit changes.

the incident really affected me. after i was told about everything and learned about all of what happened, i was just... i don't know. i was told that it was that day that i began to eat less, act angrier, and all of that shit- and that went on for a couple weeks.

eventually, i tried to forget about it. i still think about every once in a while, though.

well, i'm starting to sound like a pessimist. i miss when i could be koi, the friendly, cheerful, happy person who had a bunch of friends that worried about him and asked if he was feeling okay.

i don't even know what's going on anymore. i feel fine, and then i go through short spikes of depression. or maybe i'm just a person that's sad all the time, but i choose to be ignorant. i'm really sorry that whoever reads this has to hear me vent and all that shit, but i'm just glad that i can say all of my feelings in the hopes that someone will read this.

so, let's talk about what's been going on since i've left- since i really feel like i should add some filler because of my long absensce '- -

well, i got a suit that kind of reminded me of haruchiyo sanzu from tokyo revengers (haha weeb things) and i look pretty hot in it, ngl- and, my family moved back to our house, which got remodeled. i've done a lot of drawing, too.

and, for context of the tokyo revengers comment earlier- i've been hyperfixating on it for so long. i love the series and the characters aaa

also, i started bakuman and black butler, and they're pretty good! i love the plot of bakuman so much!! (the death note team always makes amazing manga) i also got the first book of haikyuu from the library, because i've seen it referenced online so much and i haven't taken the time to check it out yet.

whew. i don't know, i guess saying all this makes me sound more human than just pixels on a screen. (but i'm actually 3 ducks in a trenchcoat) (i'm not funny)

i've had a lot of homework, so i've been pretty busy.

and i have to go eat dinner now, so i'll be leaving- but again, thank you guys for being my friends for so long. and, why are people still following me when my blog is inactive like- ????

[talesofesther]

It's kinda tough to come in the search of.. unburden, I suppose. I talked to you a little while ago, about some friends and unfortunate things. I wanted to ask, again, how's everthing going.

I am going to use you as my personal... therapist, lol, and take what you said as that I could text here in your requests whenever I needed to, you know, speak about these things.

Things with my best buddy didn't get any better, to be honest.

I still adore them, and I would still kill or be killed for them, but to be honest, knowing that they don't seem to even care at least partially how much I do care for them is dragging me down. Feels almost like a betrayal, you know. I was so careful, building this friendship of mine. Careful of hurting them, of scaring them off, of making them feel comfortable and safe. Turns out, they never seemed to reciprocate those kind of things.

And I am just noticing because I am a clueless idiot. To be honest I've always been kind of.. not dumb, but you know, I just don't take hints haha. I am kind of dumb, actually. It's not even their fault, really, it's mine. That's the worst thing. I could never blame my guy for that. I do love them, still, and I still, as said, would do anything for them. So, guess I have that figured out, even though it still hurts like hell. But to be honest, it's not that bad. It would be worse not to have them at all.

Perhaps they don't adore me as a friend as much as I do adore them, but that's okay. It still brightens my day a little to see them, even if all I can think about is how clear it is that they don't care that much for me, and that I am the blindest person on earth.

About my other friends - haven't talked to them since they haven't talked to me. I am not gonna be the one who runs behind them even when I didn't do anything to deserve this. Not anymore. Not me asking what's wrong, what did I do, when even I don't know what could I have done. It's not fair that I respect them and love them and they just exclude me of their lives, and like if I am some kind of love sick puppy I go behind them like a dog, tail between it's legs.

Today I got this notice, though, from my grandma. I don't have the best relationship with her. Things have been tough with her. But I love her and respect her.

She told me that uh, my mentor is dying. From cancer. She has a 25cm x 15cm tumour, and little ones spread all across her body. Ironic as it is, it's almost 25th of the month; the day when my great grandmother passed away from cancer. The woman who raised me.

This uh, mentor, she used to coach me. I was an athlete. I started when I was 3 years old. I did it for over 10-12 years, with the same woman, going to competitions with her all the time. Now we don't see eachother often, but turns out, I'll never see her again, haha! yeah, go ahead, Mila, joke about your trauma, you lil' asshole.

She is in the hospital right now. Getting treatment. To give her a decent life quality for the time she has left. And I am so, so fucked up. Everything, everything I thought I might have left in the past is just resurfacing right now and I feel so damn stupid cause hell, I can't be that fucking stupid. I don't know how to get over things, and it just makes me feel pathetic. Cause let's be honest, after all, I kind of am.

Everything reminds me of everything and even the slightest thing makes me think and think and think and I feel like I can't breathe. Like if someone has a hold in my heart and is squeezing and squeezing and squeezing and at some point that hold is gonna make it all explode.

My uncle, through my grandma, gave me his backpack to use temporarily yesterday (mine broke and I've been using it anyways for almost a week). That's the closest approach I ever had to him over what? one? two years? I haven't even counted them, to be honest. He abused his wife. My aunt. My grandma made me watch, or well, listen to the audio of the video that she recorded and used in the court after that. He sexually abused her there, and I still can't get over it even if it shouldn't be my place to be mad, but I just can't, because I can't forgive that. That and the fact that it brings me back to times that I don't want to revive. And yet, here we are, and all I can do is go back again and again even if I don't want to.

I can't trust him. Worst thing, is he's been nothing but kind to me all the meanwhile. He used to be my heroe, you know. Someone I loved. Like my father, just that he didn't leave for cigarettes haha! He actually was someone I looked up to. A safe place with my aunt, you know. Someone I trusted, who I actually saw as a father. Even when things got a little hard with my mom he and my aunt would be there. But I just keep going back to my aunt crying, to the own fear I felt when I was in that situation, and when he brushes it off, all I see is a hypocrite. He told me himself of when he hit her. That he knew it wasn't okay. But he never said anything about the other things he did to her.

He used to come home, tell me his version of the story. I felt disgust. Because I, myself, heard the story from my aunt after she reported him.

My grandma didn't stand up for my aunt. She said she would, that what my uncle did was wrong, but first time I said something and laughed bitterly when she defended him she jumped at me. She defends everything and covers him up like if she herself didn't make me listen to that freaking video after she took me outside crying to tell me that her son was a abuser. Of his own wife.

Everything just bottles up and I don't know how to let go.

My mother told me she would talk to me when she is home and I am kind of scared she is gonna kick me out of the house again and I am so, so tired of everything. But it's okay. I'll get out of this.

Guess I just need to put all my shit together, get a job and keep going. It's not like she has the balls to kick me out of the house. Right? my birthday is close though! another day closer to death, yay 👹👹!! and I'm also getting a drivers license, courtesy of my grandma! she always gave the best gifts, even if she sometimes is.. well. You know, family. Everything's gonna be just fine. Everything's gonna get better, I'll just work and try everything I can (that is, if someone finally hires me cause damn, I've been loking for a job for months). I can do this. Or at least, I hope so.

Well, I'm not feeling like if I am going to explode now! I mean still I do, kind of, but not as much, even it it's still there. Guess talking about this really helps after all! have a good night, pal. You know, you don't have to answer. You can just leave this hanging around if you wish, or delete it. It's not a big deal, you don't need to bother yourself with this kind of stuff after how kind and attentive you've been. Take care!

Hello, honey, I'm sorry I took a while to answer you, it's been a busy few days.

But let me tell you one thing first, I wish with all my heart that I could give you a hug right now, genuinely, I just want to hold you and tell you everything is gonna be okay. So imagine I'm giving you a big hug right now, okay? <3

This situation with your friends genuinely breaks my heart, because I've been there, I know how you feel. I've had, and still have, so many friendship that meant the world to me, only for me to realize later that I'm just an afterthought to them. And it hurts, it hurts a lot. There's nothing worse than loving someone and feeling like not even a fraction of that love is being returned to you.

I'm sorry this is happening to you, honestly no one should have to go through something like that. Friendships are not meant to hurt. But I know that, eventually, you'll find someone who appreciates you the way you deserve.

I'm also so sorry about your mentor, I've lost family to cancer and it is such a horrible disease, it's something I wouldn't wish for anyone to go through. Again, feel yourself hugged by me.

And about your uncle. For me, that kind of thing is simply unforgivable, nothing less. I would never be able to see past it. So don't feel bad if you can't forgive him either, and don't feel bad for feeling disgusted at what he did; any sensible person would feel disgusted. It is not your obligation to forgive him, much less accept what he did. Though I understand the struggle, especially if he was someone you looked up to. I'm so sorry you're going through this.

Lastly, you're not dumb, you're not pathetic. You're someone who's going through so much shit they don't deserve to go through, and yet you're doing a damn good job of handling it.

Everything will get better, I promise you.

As always sweetheart, I'm here whenever you need to talk. Know that there's someone out there who cares about you and loves you very much; and that's me. <3

[sasukimimochi]

(gom update is included here sorry it got long).

I've really been struggling with Ch 21's structure so i took some time to ignore it completely HAHA (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) so i started working on it again about an hour or so ago, and i am feeling so much better about it it's unreal. LMAO it really helps to step back sometimes.

While i'm reading it back and not worrying about what i'm doing i can just go "oh i'd like to expand on that. let's add this." or "i want to add a voice here. I want to add an effect to the text here."

I tell you, having a day where you don't touch your work and come back to it later will help you a TON if you're not the type to hate your work no matter what after leaving it alone for 5 minutes. haha

i had written about 3.8k words or something like that before and i just checked the word count now and its about 4.3k- which when you're just supposed to be just reviewing and altering your work is a lot to add! and i'm not done cuz i'm still a bit before the half-way point of the chapter. So i'm feeling better about it even though i may still come back to it tomorrow after this to make sure i like it. empathy sessions are still iffy for me even though i like it better now

i want them to feel like they're mine when they're really so close to the novel it is like uHGGHH. i don't like copying the novel so closely which i found out pretty early into this arc haha

which is why i'm gonna love the end of empathy. tons of unique stuff there that isn't hinted at at all (nothing is talked about for the three months before his death but i am gonna write ALL UP IN THAT SHIT) i am so excited for it which is why it's so hard to do all this other stuff before it ಥ_ಥ

anyway yeah proper gom update will be at the bottom (after the TLDR) (o゜▽゜)o☆

TDLR;

-if you get tired of looking at your work and don't like it, come back to it in a day or two and reread it to make corrections. you will probably like it better!

-i'm making good progress with my corrections and i am excited for the end of empathy arc which is coming soon!

GOM Update: 4332 words for GOM ch 21 "Mistake" rn, it goes up or down depending on my alterations but it was previously about 3.8k words (so i've wrote about 500 more words for it today more or less) and i started working on the chapter art as of last night, which i actually really like but i'm going to try some different stuff cuz i didn't like how it looked when i was lining it.

i'll give you guys a little sneaky peeky ;) (yes, i drew this one on paper cuz i was feeling it a bit better than digital)

[purplesurveys]

1714

Have you ever seen an emu in real life, whether in captivity or the wild? I have never.

When was the last time you visited your state’s biggest city? I live in it.

Do you remember what colour the eyes were of the last person you spoke to? Dark brown, as all Filipinos have.

Have you eaten pasta in the past week? Sure. It was fast food spaghetti but still.

Did you pierce your ears yourself or have it done by a professional? I'm pretty sure my parents had it done by a professional. I had been a few weeks or months old after all.

Are you wearing any shoes right now? No.

How many letters are in your surname? Six.

Do you enjoy Burger King? Their burgers are good but Burger King is honestly something I just never seem to look for? Idk, lol. Like I'll never say no to it, but I also don't ever go, "I think I'll get Burger King today." In general I guess I'm also not into fast food burgers much, unless it's Jollibee.

Have you ever worn bell bottom jeans? I don't think I've ever, actually.

How far away from your house is the nearest ice cream place? The nearest one I know of is around a 30 minute drive away.

What colour is your kitchen counter? It's a shade of peach.

When was the last time you washed the dishes? Not a plate but I washed my glass around half an hour ago before I settled in my room.

Do you own a lot of cookbooks? We don't have, like, a bookshelf's worth of cookbooks if that's what you mean by 'a lot,' but I'd say we have more than average. My dad's a chef, so he liked to collect them early on in his career.

How many rooms are in your house? Four.

Have you ever seen American Pie? I haven't. I heard of it a lot as a kid but was also always warned not to watch it, so I kind of brought that with me until now. I still have no clue what that show(?) is about haha.

What do you think of Leonardo DiCaprio? He's really good-looking and an even better actor but I do find his dating choices quite weird given his age.

Do you stay in touch with many people from high school or college? It's a good number. Most of my current circles are from my years in school.

Are you feeling nervous about anything right now? Just a little bit, but I'm trying not to think of it now so I can focus on my weekend and free time.

How many cars can your driveway and garage hold? Technically just one, but we have some extra space around the backyard area and our front yard so we're able to have our two other cars fit in those slots. Mainly so that we don't block the road because it's so annoying that most of the nighbors do that.

When was the last time you were late for something? Around a month ago for one of our events. My teammates arrived earlier to cover for me first so I wasn't too worried, and I was mostly stressed because of the traffic and because the driver kept on heading towards turns that led to more traffic.

Do you own an iPod, and if so, what type? I have not used an iPod since high school.

Did you ever play Stardoll when you were younger? I don't think I've ever heard of that.

Is there a university in your town or city? Yes. There's a small local one literally right beside our village gate.

What’s your father’s handwriting like? The hilarious thing is I don't even know what his handwriting looks like because he writes so rarely. He just...signs. I should hand him a blank piece of paper one of these days and just ask him to write random phrases so I can finally know hah.

Have you ever lived on a farm? Haven't.

Are you hung up on anybody right now? No.

Do you eat fries one by one or in big bunches? Just one each, every time. I always eat stuff like fries by piece.

Did you wash your hair last time you showered? Yeah I never skip anything when I take a bath.

Has anyone ever ransacked your bedroom? Apparently my mom did because that's how she came to read my diary when I wasn't around. I've always been a bit peeved about her entering my room since then.

Do you have any weird sleeping habits that people have told you about? No. I also don't like sleeping with people around, so that's also probably why no one has ever told me anything.

Do you enjoy That 70s Show? I tried getting into it but couldn't understand the humor right from the first episode - either that or I just simply found it unfunny, idk - so I didn't really care to watch the rest.

Are there any clouds in the sky, and what colour are they? Well right now it's 2:01 AM so everything looks black/super sper super dark blue.

Do you think you’re fast at typing? I know I'm fast, haha.

What was the last type of pizza you ate? Pepperoni, but I removed all the pepperoni from the slices I took as I don't like it.

How old are you? 25. WOW I can't believe I'm 25

Do you know anyone with an unusual middle name? Yes.

Would you consider yourself to be intelligent? Only in select aspects.

Have you ever waxed your eyebrows? Nope.

What does your shampoo smell like? Just...idk like a refreshing one?? It doesn't have a distinct scent.

Have you ever passed gas in front of your significant other? I don't like farting hahaha I always suppress mine. Only my sister has heard me do it and that's because those got out accidentally.

Do you have any big regrets in your life? I wouldn't say big, but there have been a few medium-sized regrets here and there.

What colour is the ground or floor where you are right now? Brown.

Do you live on a street, avenue, road etc.? Street.

Can you taste anything right now? Just the remnants of my coffee.

What was the last board game you played? I don't play board games but I played Anomia with my family the other night.

Are you renting the house you’re currently living in? No.

Do you listen to Guns n Roses? Other than the like two songs I know of theirs, no.

How old were you when you had your first boyfriend or girlfriend? I was uhhhhhhh 16, I think.

Have you ever been a bridesmaid? A junior bridesmaid, if that counts; my aunt had that kind of gimmick during her wedding. I was 8 and didn't actually do anything in the role.

Has the sun already set for the day? Forever ago. It's about to rise in a couple of hours or so.

Do you know how to tie a tie? No. I had to wear a necktie from kinder to high school but since I didn't know how to tie ties I just kept the knot and wore it like I would a necklace for the 14 years I studied there hahah.

What are the age gaps between you and your siblings? 2 and 5.

Does your birthday come before June 19th in a calendar year? No, before.

Do you pay attention to the FIFA World Cup? If so, what team do you go for? I'm paying attention to the Women's World Cup right now because 1) one of my clients is the Philippine team's official outfitter so we have had a million and one events related to the World Cup; and 2) THE PHILIPPINES IS (well, was now since we're out...but still) IN THE WORLD CUP FOR THE FIRST TIME. Made the entire country turn into rabid football fans overnight lol it's so surreal to see it all unfold. I love our girls :')

Even if PH got booted though I catch up whenever I can! Some narratives have been super heartwarming, like Jamaica's who apparently had to do crowdfunding to even get to the tournament in the first place.

Are you on any medications right now? I am not.

[aintnoscience]

Unemployment

Wednesday, July 17th 2024.

I forgot when did I stop writing dates on the entry. But hello, again. I don't actually know what I want to write here but I want to be on Tumblr for a while.

It's been a month since I "graduated" I haven't really done anything besides learning Korean, doom scrolling, casually applying for jobs and doing a freelance (once in a blue moon). I'm still financially dependent to my parents.

Two days ago I cried so hard because I ran out of food, water, and I can't pay my rent on time. The landlord was kinda mad. My mom only have like the half of the money. Fortunately, my freelance client sent me my fee for my last and future projects. Like exactly the amount that I need to pay the rest of the rent. I was so blessed.

My mom's friend actually gave me an offer to work with her son, but I kinda dont like the industry he's in. I'm still hesitating whether to keep on trying to find the job that I like or give in to the offer.

I haven't really use my full potential. I haven't really fix my resume. I was just casually applying a few days ago. Again, I'm lost. But I believe that I will land a job in a better place.

Today I woke up at 10 a.m. I actually woke up at 6 but choose to sleep again. A few weeks ago, my sleeping pattern is so bad. I always sleep late at 2 a.m and wake up late. But I'm grateful now that my sleeping pattern is back (at least I can sleep at 10-11 p.m now.

I wake up with a full consciousness that i want to do something today. I feel like cleaning my room (idk). My room has been the same since two months ago. I'm waiting for my rice to be cooked and eat, and then start to move.

I still have a video editing project to do but my client hasn't contacted me yet sooooo yeah. I still have time for my own.

Anyway, my life has been a little messy lately. With my sloppy lifestyle. Because I don't really have anything to look forward to. School is over and I'm on my own now. It really took me a month to adjusting.

But I'm still proud of myself. Getting out of bad lifestyle is hard. I'm doing it slowly. I started to take care of myself again. I wash my clothes, I took shower and yeah. Let's figure out everything now. I'll take control of my life from here.

One by one. One at a time.

Manifesting to have a new job and move away by next month. The rent is increasing lolll. So unfair.

I believe in myself. And please pray for me too. Haha. I'll be okay. I'll be okay.

Byee. See you when I see you.

Bonus pic of my baby skzoos. Abang Ochan and Adek Eki. <3 they're so cute right hehehehhe

[skinni-girls-eat-books]

Monday, January 29th, 2024!

8:00am he doesn't have any grasp of how poorly he handled money while living here. Didn't know when bills were due how much they cost and never bothered to ask. Just wanted me to keep asking him for money like a fucking bank. Does not grasp the concept of why would I ask you for money when every other week you asked me for weed money (indicating you literally didn't even have $40?). How am I supposed to turn around and ask you for bill money?

No longer my problem!! He's my friend not my problem, I'll find a partner who is willing to understand how things work OR already knows and I don't have to teach them how to be an adult! Can you imagine? I can I know there's guys out there that handle all of their own finances and that's very attractive! I want that! :) *manifesting** lol ✨✨

It's not your responsibility to explain to him what he did wrong. X 1000 queen 💅

12:14pm Checking in, just got out of class, want to get lunch and do work after! There's a bunch of teeny tiny things to do this week. It's cold outside too!! Freezing my feet and a lack of blood circulation lol.

11:43pm day kind of was a drag due to an uncoordinated group project and untimed meeting but we go on!

Weaponized incompetence! That's the word lmao, yeah she can have that! Oof idk man just doesn't sit right with me, but it's not my problem anymore! Yayyyy :) I really need to figure out how to redirect my mind when I feel like telling him some bs he did to me. I did really well and I'm proud of myself today for asking him first if he wanted to hear my rant and he said no politely lmao and I think that was smart for me. It just kind of subsided, at least enough for me to get my work done today. I just want to keep focusing on me :) always something I can be doing for myself tbh, don't really need to be doing things for an incompetent partner 😎 she can have thattt.

Tbh I feel like I'm just gonna live my whole "life" and probably not f around with settling down until I'm at least 30 and I'm cool with that lol. What's the rush, I don't want any crotch monsters so I really dgaf about all that (plus there's fostering etc). I kind of want to get off the dating/ relationship reddit stuff bc it's just not realistic tbh 😅 I don't want to compromise, I don't want to fuck around on someone else's schedule, I literally don't want someone telling me anything what to do, nothing I don't want to hear a man's opinion 😂 probably not the best time in my life to start dating haha

So yeah they always say, what do you want out of a relationship rn? Still nothing serious, I'm not serious, I would love a fwb, I would love a concert buddy, I want a happy hour buddy, club buddy, watching sports together buddy, and these really don't have to be men btw (men are low-key trash another reason I should not be dating haha bc I will be mean AF). Just vibe, my new year's resolution was to have more friends and I think I'm on the right track :) I definitely am having a healthier mindset now, making friends was not on my to-do list 3/2 months ago 👀👀 but that's what growing is about!

I feel bad that my ex isn't getting this same self growth but 🤷 what tf am I supposed to do with that info lol I guess he just perfectly knows himself..... 🤣🤡 The end.

[mgjong]

Thank you for tagging me, Seari! (PS. You wrote 1,52cm not m that's funny, you are so tiny frrrr) Wooo knowledge be upon ye.

1. Are you named after anyone? My name is literally the most used name for a girl in my country, don't really think it was with any specific intention. I guess they just found it fancy. Shout out to the mother of Jesus Christ!

2. When was the last time you cried? Can't really recall, I am not much of a crier... Uhhh probably 3 months ago... I think.

3. Do you have kids? Nope and don't think I'll have, but you never know.

4. What sports do you play/have you played? Currently none but I have done volleyball and padel. Liked them both, might try to continue one of them one of these days. I have also done ballet and acrobatic gymnastics but not so fond of these two. Oh and swimming but cmon everyone does that.

5. Do you use sarcasm? A lot. It's like my second language. I really shouldn't and have been trying to get better. Online not so much since people can't really understand your tone from across the screen.

6. What's the first thing you notice about someone? Seeing a lot of people saying outfit but honestly, just their face and the way they carry themselves. Clothes are like, the second thing I look at.

7. Eye color? Brown on the lighter side!

8. Scary movies or happy endings? Scary movies are a little cheap to me, they don't scare me but I don't really see the point to them most of the time. If they have a good narrative it's fine. I guess I prefer hard earned happy endings hehe.

9. Any talents? Is procrastinating a talent? Haha kidding. Honestly I never know what to answer to this question. Writing I guess...? Not that great at it but yeah.

10. Where were you born? PORTUGAL CARALHOOOOOOO 🇵🇹🇵🇹

11. Hobbies? Video games, writing, watching Deep Cover videos and anime, overanalysing pieces of media, day dreaming about Kotoko-

12. Any pets? My beautiful tiny beast, Sophie Michael (smol kitty).

13. Height? 178cm BOW BEFORE ME PEASANTS (joking, it's not even THAT tall but yeah).

14. Favourite school subject? Science science science. Either chemistry, biology or geology. Also love history!

15. Dream job? Investigator, either on field or in a lab. Trying my best to get that down, but I am not quite sure if I am on the right path...

Tagging... Uhhh... Right. @polarmary @roseofcards90 and anyone else that sees it and wants to do it!

Was tagged by @humanaaa and @hholandies!! Thanks for the tags ^^

1. Are you named after anyone? Kinda?? My first and second names are supposed to come from angels of the bible (or as so i was told), but istg the one from my first name DOES NOT exist. I searched everywhere and came up empty-handed lol

2. When was the last time you cried? Last week when i replayed Adastra. The catharsis was so strong it disintegrated my core being into dust fr fr

3. Do you have kids? Nope!! And i don't plan to!!

4. What sports do you play/have you played? I practiced judo when i was very very tiny, but i was too scrawny and clumsy for it. Left before even making it out of the white belt LMAO Also a little before high school i used to play basketball and swim!! Now i just bike regularly if that somehow counts SKDJFDKF

5. Do you use sarcasm? Very very rarely

6. What's the first thing you notice about someone? Their outfit!!

7. Eye color? Brown!!

8. Scary movies or happy endings? C-Can i have both 🥺👉👈 But if i had to choose between them i think i'd go with a scary movie

9. Any talents? Being good at math counts?? SKJSJSJD

10. Where were you born? BRASIL NÚMERO 1 CAMPEÃO DO MUNDO 🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷🇧🇷

11. Hobbies? Since the start of the year i picked up drawing again!! I sometimes play videogames, but i haven't been doing it that much lately. I take walks a few days of the week. I also like watching/reading stuff but that one's a given

12. Any pets? We have two dogs!! Fiona, the bigger one we adopted, and Moana, the smaller one that adopted us!! (i also wanted a cat but everyone here's allergic and hates them to death for some reason)

13. Height? I must be between 1.70m ~ 1.72m?? I haven't measured my height in quite some time lol

14. Favorite school subject? Unsurprisingly, math!!

15. Dream job? I used to dream of becoming a programmer or a game developer, but i've become quite disillusioned with the industry. Now i really have no idea LMAO

Tagging @not-too-many-eyes @rainbowghostcat @candckirby @seariii @gunsli-01 @roseofcards90 and anyone else that feels like it!!