#pretty sad bc i wanted more time to work on this but hey at least i finished it (vaguely) on time!

[technicalknockout]

guess what day it is🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

[orcelito]

Ykno the suckiest thing about being broken up with for someone else is that like. Well I'm doing generally fine, all things considered, but I Am kinda sad thinking about the things I've lost and all the casual affection that I can't have now.

But she's out there having all the affection she wants from her coworker, and it's just like. Damn this feels so skewed and SO unfair.

[forever-rogue]

Hi I love your eddie fics where he's super soft I was wondering if you could do reader fic with eddie where she has bad dream about him being hurt in the upside down and she wakes up crying about it but she won't tell him why she's upset all day long she just seems very sad and kinda clingy towards him then when it's time for bed she tries her best not to sleep bc she doesn't want to dream about it again and when eddie notices she's crying next to him he finally gets it out of her idk like the whole day she's been sad he's always trying to cheer her up and to get her to smile soft boyfriend eddie has my heart

AN | Oh, this hurts a little bit. But Eddie makes it all better 🥺🥰

Warnings | Language

Pairing | Eddie x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 2.4k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You sat up in a flash, heart racing so fast it was amazing it didn't burst through your ribcage. Your face was wet; you hadn't even realized you were crying but quickly dried your eyes with the sleeve of your t-shirt. Once your breathing evened out you looked to your side, relief flooding your veins when you saw his sleeping form next to you. 

Slowly reaching over, you brushed your knuckles along his cheek. He made a small, soft sound before burrowing his face further into his pillow. You studied him for a few moments, watching the steady rise and fall of his chest. He was alive - he was right next to you and sleeping soundly. 

It was just a nightmare. A horrible, wickedly cruel nightmare. 

You thought you were past them by now, but tonight had proven you wrong. It was the same as it always was - you had to slowly watch Eddie die as you remained frozen in place, unable to do anything as he lost his life in the upside down. 

But - he survived. He’s okay. He’s sleeping right now next to you. 

The dreams weren’t real. But yet…they felt just as real as that horrible day when you almost lost him.

“Angel?” he didn’t open his honey brown eyes, but slung an arm around your waist and tried to pull you into his body, “‘s late.”

“I know,” you allowed yourself to meld into his body, allowed him to envelop you with his warmth as your mind reeled with all sorts of horrible thoughts. You wanted to sleep, but fear won over so you tried your best to fight it off, not wanting to experience another nightmare, “I love you, Eddie.”

“Love you,” he gave your soft, pliant body a squeeze, back to snoring softly within moments. You listened to his breathing for him, to the feel of his beating heart, trying to remind yourself that everything was okay now. You were safe and so was he; it still didn’t help.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You fell asleep at some point, despite your best efforts. At least you’d fallen into a dreamless slumber. But when you woke up and reached out for Eddie, you didn’t find him in the bed. Panic set in and you almost jumped out of bed, “Eddie?!”

When you didn’t get a response you ran out of your shared bedroom, and into the living space of your small apartment. Eddie turned to give you a curious look as he turned around to look at you. He’d been rummaging through the fridge for something to eat for breakfast, but immediately stopped when he saw your panicked face, “what’s wrong, angel?”

“I-I woke up but you weren’t there,” your voice sounded tiny and pathetic, more of a whimper than anything, “I got worried.”

“‘m alright,” he shook his head in gentle amusement as he gave you a small smile, “got hungry was all. I have to leave for work soon.”

“Oh,” your entire face fell, worried about being separated from him for the majority of the day. How could you make sure he was okay when he was gone? He walked out of the kitchen and came over, stopping in front of you and putting a finger under your jaw to turn your face up to his. His heart broke when he noticed the pout on your lips and worry in your eyes. 

“Hey,” he whispered softly, “what’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

“‘s nothing,” you couldn’t look into those deep, chocolatey eyes, knowing you’d break into a fit of tears if you did. But Eddie knew you better, he knew you weren’t being honest with him, “I’ll just miss you.”

“I’ll miss you,” he promised, wrapping his arms around you and crushing you to his chest in a tight, warm hug. You wished he’d never have to let you; you would have been content to stay in his arms forever, “I go to work every day and nothing ever happens. I think you, my smart girl, will be able to survive until this evening.”

“Do you have to go?” pulling back, you looked at him with pleading eyes, “can’t you just stay home with me today?”

“You know I have to go to work, dollface,” he took your face and tenderly cradled in his large, rough but soft hands, looking you over intently. Eddie wished he could get a glimpse into your mind to see what was going on, or that you’d just tell him but he didn’t want to push you either. He knew you’d tell him eventually, “I’ll try and leave early if I can, okay? Why don’t we go out tonight, huh? I can show off my girl - we can go to dinner and a movie.”

“No,” you worried your bottom lip between your teeth, shaking your head as you pull out of his touch. Odd. You never said no to date night, “just want you to come home, Eddie. Want you here with me.”

“Okay,” he nodded, not wanting to push you and aggravate whatever was going on in your head. He just hoped you’d tell him sooner rather than later, “I’ll come right home after work, yeah? We can have a date night at home.”

“Okay,” blinking back the tears, you nodded before kissing his cheek, “please.”

“I’ll always come home to you,” he kissed you softly, letting his lips linger against yours, “I promise.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You hadn’t been able to focus on anything; your homework remained half finished and while you knew your professor would get on your case about it, you found yourself unable to care. Instead you focused your energy on cleaning your apartment from top to bottom, making sure everything was neat and spotless. Your mind was buzzing with worry about Eddie, hoping he was okay and wishing he was home with you.

You’d even called him when you knew he would normally take his lunch. Guilt ran through you as you realized you neglected to make his lunch. But hearing the sound of his voice, even if it was just a few minutes, gave you some relief.

As soon as he’d walked in the door, you were running to him, almost knocking him over as you jumped into his arms. He let out a huff of laughter as he held onto you, spinning you around for a moment before peppering your face in soft, feathery kisses. 

“I love you,” you whispered as you hugged him tightly, “I’m so glad you’re home.”

“Me too,” he pressed a kiss to the side of your head, “let’s order some pizza and watch a movie, yeah? Pajamas, big blankets and all.”

“Okay,” you nodded at him, taking his hand and threading your fingers through his as you pulled him further into the safe sanctity of your little home.

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You were glued to his side from the moment he got home; not that he was complaining. He was just as touchy and affectionate with you, and had often worried if he was too clingy. Needless to say, he did not mind his girl being all over him. You’d both changed into pajamas and he ordered pizza while you flicked through the channels to find something to watch. As soon as he joined you on the couch, you were cuddled into him, protectively wrapping an arm around him and keeping him as close to you as possible. If it bothered him, he didn’t say a word and let you have your way with him.

The worst part of all was when it was getting later into the evening, you felt your eyes growing heavier and heavier. You didn’t want to fall asleep - you knew the nightmares would be back and you couldn’t handle another round of reliving the worst day of your life. Eddie frowned to himself when he saw you struggling to stay awake. Why wouldn't you just rest if you needed it?

“Angel, you can sleep,” he whispered softly, gently running his fingers through your hair, lightly scratching at your scalp. Normally it would have you mewling and burrowing into his touch, but today you had no visible reaction, “you can sleep on me, I don’t mind.”

“I’m fine, Eddie,” you huffed petulantly, refusing to look at him, but keeping your tight grip on him. His t-shirt was thin and aged; you could feel some of the scars on the chest. That was enough reason to remain vigilant.

He made a small sound in the back of his throat but didn’t push the issue further. Instead he focused on the movie that was playing, his hand absentmindedly stroking your back. The motion was soothing and you desperately wanted to give in to sleep. At some point late in the evening, Eddie had enough and turned off the TV.

“Alright,” he announced as he gently moved you off him, “it’s bedtime. We are going to bed, dollface. I can see you’re tired, even if you don’t want to admit it.”

“Eddie-”

“Nope,” he shook his head, wasting not a moment before picking you up bridal style and carrying you to the bedroom. You wrapped your arms around his neck, wanting to beg him to stop, but you knew he was tired too. If anything he deserved some rest, “we’re getting some rest. Everything else can wait until tomorrow.”

He laid on the bed, gently and reverently, making sure you were tucked under the warm blankets. He got in next to you, turning off the bedside table lamp, leaving only the soft glow of the night light you insisted on when he kept stubbing his toes on the way to the bathroom at night. It was the little things like that, always looking out for him, that spoke silent volumes about how deep your love ran. 

Eddie pulled you closer to his body, lying down next to you and keeping his eyes on you. Part of you wanted to say something, anything, but you found yourself unable to properly put everything you were thinking and feeling into words. Instead he took it upon himself, “I love you, so much. You know that, right?”

“Of course I do,” you whispered back, tracing your finger along his bottom lip, “I love you too.”

“I know,” he took your hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles, “so will you do me a favor?”

“Anything.”

“Rest,” he insisted, “relax. I’m right here.”

“Yeah,” you almost choked on the singular word, “okay.”

You closed your eyes for a bit, deciding it was the only way to get him to back off, even if for a little bit. Once he fell asleep, his breathing steady and even, you untangled yourself and sat up against the headboard, trying to focus on staying awake. You grabbed your book off your nightstand and attempted to read in the low lighting. Anything to keep your mind occupied. 

Unfortunately, this evening nothing was able to keep your mind busy. Your thoughts kept drifting back to your nightmare and to the real version of what happened that horrible night. You’d almost lost Eddie - you’d almost lost the love of your life. The idea that he had to suffer through so much made you want to cry all over again. You set down your book and looked at your boyfriend, trying to push down all the horrible thoughts that were popping up. Everything he had suffered through; you wished you could take it all away and make it so it was you that had suffered. 

A few tears ran down your cheeks as you tried to hold back your sniffles. But it was no use; soon enough you were crying. You were trying your best to keep it down, not to disturb him, but as soon as you tried to get out of bed to go into the bathroom, you felt his nimble fingers wrap around your wrist.

“Baby,” he was suddenly wide awake and looked distraught, “what’s wrong? What’s happened? Please tell me, let me make it better.”

“I’m sorry,” the tears were streaming down your cheeks as you shook your head, “I didn’t mean to wake you up. I’m sorry.”

“No, no, no, don’t apologize,” he tugged gently on your arm as he tried to get back to him. After a moment you gave in and let him pull into his lap. He wrapped his arms around you tightly, letting you cry into his chest as he rubbed your back, “it’s okay, baby. It’s alright.”

“It’s not,” you looked at him, and he gently brushed away your tears, “I’m sorry.”

“Do you want to tell me what’s going on?” you shook your head but he gave you a pleading look, “you can tell me whatever, you know that.”

“I…” you trailed off for a moment, studying his pretty face, “I love you so much, Eddie. I…I had a nightmare last night. About you.”

“Me?” he raised an eyebrow as you nodded, “what happened?”

“It was about…you know,” you trailed your fingers gently over his chest, “that night.”

He didn’t need you to say anything further, knowing what you meant immediately. He shook his head, giving you a small smile, “oh baby. I’m sorry you had a nightmare…I wish it was me. But you don’t need to worry anymore, I’m right here, and I’m never leaving. You’re stuck with me for life.”

“Eddie.”

“I know it was horrible for all of us,” he whispered softly, “but we made it out. If we survived that, we can survive anything. But it’s all over, and we never have to worry about it again.”

“I feel so selfish,” you sighed softly, “you’re the one that went through it, and here I am, crying over a nightmare.”

“You’re not selfish,” he promised, “you’re one of the most selfless people I know. But if it happens again, wake me up next time, yeah? I don’t care what time, place, anything. You just wake me up. Promise?”

“Promise,” you agreed softly, hooking your pinky around his that he was holding out to you, “thank you. You…you are everything to me.”

“Is that why you’ve been so-”

“Clingy?”

“I wouldn’t say clingy,” he smiled softly, “I’d say affectionate. Oh, my sweet girl. I love you too.”

“Eddie?” you looked at him with big doe eyes and he softened further, “can you…can you just hold me tonight?”

“I’ll hold you every night for the rest of our lives,” he whispered, gently stroking your cheek, “including tonight. Will you try and get some rest for me?”

“Mhmm,” you nodded, I will. For you, I will, my love.”

“Good,” he whispered, “now just relax and breathe with me. I love you, angel.”

“I love you, Eddie.”

[gingerbravecookie]

devlog 1 - cursor and the horrors of game making. the agony and such of making a rewrite fangame

hello!! name's cursor/siffrin and i'm a poor loser making a fangame!! why did i commit to this i could have just made a fic but noooo i gotta pick up rpgmaker again

this devlog is made because. well. all devs do one ithink. also to write down my ocasional progress in this project!! this won't be monthly but whenever i have the time and got something to report yay. spare me from this hellhole

we begin 💥

ever since cookie run the darkest night got cancelled a few months ago and left us with only chapter 1 i did feel sad!! i liked the story!!! gingerbrave cool and fucking awesome moments. BUT!! because i am mentally ill,, i decided to rewrite the game myself and give it the ending it deserved to have!! will the ending be proper i dunno. i am still writing this stuff waugh. but hey it will have an ending at least

to gamedev stuff proper. i got rpgmaker mz around 2022 for the purpose of making a cr game still. an original one!! however after making a few stuff i left it in hiatus bc i had to focus on school (i still do. college is breathing on my neck dear lord). i still plan to continue that one but it will be after i'm done with this rewrite. in either way. i've been changing placeholder stuff for now,, such as menu icons and figuring out how to make the party have five members. also re learning how to use aseprite because i gotta make all sprites haha (breaks down)

i should remind folks that i am an artist/writer first and foremost. i will very likely go through pure trial and error while making and 'coding' all of this (why did i plan 14 chapters oh my godddd),, though i do have notes i took from the rpgmaker tutorial so i can refer to when i'm stuck whenever and hey!! forums are always a thing!! i wouldn't have figured how to have 5 party members if they weren't!!

to writing stuff. i've been planning the prologue and the locations of the first 3 chapters so far. as well as a vague idea of chapter 12 and the epilogue. with point A and point B set,, now i just gotta make the middle point. aka the rest of the game</3

the main party and a few relevant npcs and characters have already been set. as well as brainstoming stuff and showing said stuff to the gingerbrave council (personal friend server) for approval of sillyness. you guys are fucking awesome btw if you're reading this. also hi chat

mentally i've been setting a timeline of events. i plan to write these in a notebook so i can have them at anytime and not have to open my laptop whenever i get a cool idea. or dig through thousands of discord messages just to find an idea i wrote down in the moment. overall i believe writing (in comparison to art making and the game making process) will be the easier part for me. also i gotta decide for a proper name for the rewrite. naming it the same as the og is lame. i need something with more sauce. i'll figure it out. in the meantime. have this goober

i'm sure this should be it for this devlog!! hooray!! what have i gotten myself into!!!

in all seriousness i'm honestly pretty excited,, i really want to make this game work and for people to play it!! even if it might be a bit of a pain i really wanna finish this project so there's tgat

that's all. see you all in the next devlog whenever that might be 💥

[just-my-latest-hyperfixation]

When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let's spread the self-love 💞

Kei, thank you for thinking of me!! 🥰 Picking five out of 102 was hard, bc all of them are special somehow, but here goes!

🐉 Hic sunt dracones 

15 chapters / 99,705 words / Fantasy AU / Dragon!Eddie, Royal!Steve / rated E 

The day that Prince Steven Harrington turns twenty is the first sunny spring day after a seemingly endless spell of heavy rain that left the castle grounds drowning in mud and its inhabitants freezing and miserable in the inescapable dampness of everything.

But that is not why he will remember it so vividly for the rest of his life.

It is also the day that his father, King Richard, chooses to ride off into war with great fanfare, to strengthen the glory of Hawkins and expand its wealth and territory.

But this also isn’t why the day will be forever ingrained in his memory.

No, the actual reason Steve knows that he will not forget his twentieth birthday until the moment his heart stops beating and his eyes close forever is an entirely different one.

It is the day he finds the dragon.

👪 Someone who cares

14 chapters / 83,986 words / Modern AU / Single dad!Steve, Nanny!Eddie / rated E

Hey, babe …

It takes Robin only a minute to respond, and apparently she can read his mood even through text message.

Hey, love! What’s wrong?

The terrace seems weirdly quiet and empty without Eddie’s presence. Eddie, who is all loud and wild on the outside, but kind and considerate on the inside. Who will gladly reopen the scars of his own past to make a sad little boy feel better. Who calls Steve cute, and a softie, and thinks his son is the greatest kid in the world.

Steve sighs and runs a hand through his hair. He digs his fingers into the bridge of his nose so hard his nails leave little indents in the sensitive skin there. Then, he lets out a heavy breath, types and hits send before he can overthink it for too long.

I think I’m fucked.

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Or:

The one in which Steve Harrington, overtired and over-stressed businessman and single dad, hires Eddie Munson as a nanny.

🧜‍♂️ Just add water

5 chapters / 21,382 words / Summer Camp AU / mer!Steve, human!Eddie / rated E

It's one of the unwritten laws of Camp Lovers' Lake, as solid and immovable as the official rules. Curfew is at nine. No swimmers or boats are allowed past the buoys.

And Steve Harrington does not go in the water.

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Or: Three times Eddie wonders what Steve's secret is, one time he learns, and one time he finds out a lot more.

🔥 Whatever you want it to be

5 chapters / 18,683 words / omegaverse / Omega!Eddie, Alpha!Steve / rated E

Steve, who has just ripped through the tape binding his wrists in an impressive feat of strength, freezes mid movement. His nostrils flare and Eddie can practically see the moment it clicks for him, even before his eyes flick down.

“Wait a second,” he mutters, and then his eyes are back on Eddie’s face, wide and panicked and disbelieving. “You are-”

“Pretty fucking hot when tied up?” Eddie rasps around an aching jaw, voice still hoarse with misuse. “Why, gee, who knew you were into that kinda stuff, Harrington?”

“Stop joking, that’s not what I meant!”

The command is sharp, and Eddie finds his jaw clenching shut against his conscious will. A red-hot flush is crawling up Steve's neck, but his face is full of serious concern.

“You're in heat,” he murmurs.

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Or: The one where Eddie goes into a drug-enduced heat courtesy of Jason Carver and his goons and Steve saves him. (And then they fuck about it.)

🌹 Kiss that ring (mini series)

6 parts / 5,926 words / Mafia AU / hitman!Eddie, Mob baby!Steve / rated E

The boy tries to shy away from his touch, but he doesn’t get far, bound in place as he is. Eddie chuckles.

“Shhh, honey,” he scolds, cradling that pretty face with both hands. “It's okay. The name's Eddie, I work for your dad. Well, worked.”

The boy blinks at him, hazel eyes large and confused. Eddie laughs softly.

“See, the firm’s under new management. My management, to be more specific. I’m trying to keep it minimum bloodshed, so your old man’s gonna make himself scarce and I’ve agreed not to bother him. In return, I get to keep this fine house … and everything in it.”

[oakthcrn]

respond to the following prompts out of character, then tag others you'd like to get to know a little bit better.

roleplayer name: Jackie

roleplayer pronouns: she/her

muse name: Larkspur Oakthorn ( @oakthcrn ) Eden MacTavish ( @dionadaiir ) Gwayne Hightower ( @kastaegros ) And a canon character multi ( @chthonicsouls )

preferred communication: Discord all the way babyyyyy.

experience: I started back when I was a teenager on msn / aim / gaiaonline / live journal and evolved to this. It was many moons ago.

preferred roleplay type: Longer threads for plotted stuff, and smaller threads for winging it.

pet peeves & dealbreakers: I like to think I'm pretty chill. I don't think I have a deal breaker per say other than like bigotry. I try to work any differences out. I do have a couple of pet peeves and I guess a deal breaker is that you get a mutual, you'll start talking and getting excited about a plot idea, you make a starter, and it never gets replied to. The person you plotted with stops responding to you. This is a sure way to getting softblocked / blocked, sad to say, I just don't want to pour my heart and soul into something and have it not go anywhere, and if communication stops, it snuffs out my desire to rp with you. Now of course I have some moots we purely wing it and don't speak much, that's kinda different, I don't know how to explain it, but I am talking about those who wants to be " friends " and mutuals, and when you try to be friends, they just don't respond or they take over a week to respond to you. Life yes, I know, but it takes two minutes to be like " Hey, let's talk later, life is hectic at the moment. " It spears a lot of hurt feelings, I think.

A pet peeve that could potentially get you softblocked is liking a starter that specifically says " hey multis, pick your muse. " bc I don't like picking people's muses for them, just throw me the one you feel most strongly about. I have it in my starters specifically, and if you don't pick your muse, im sorry but you're not getting a starter until you do, and i don't mind at all messaging you and asking, and even helping pick, but at the end of the day its your blog. If you like my plotting call, and I come to you, and don't have a general idea what you want, or at least putting input in an idea, this rubs me the wrong way. Why like my plotting call if you have no plots?

and I'm not talking about like vague ideas that we can throw out there and see what sticks, I am talking about the instances of me messaging you and you be like " i don't know..." or " I have no ideas. " That puts all the work on one party and that's not very fair. Its okay not to have an idea, but don't like my plotting calls until you got something, plot generators exist too.

plots or memes: Both are fine by me! A lot of great threads come from memes.

best time to write: I don't think I have a set preference, I suppose when the mood strikes me. I write way more on discord than tumblr tbh.

are you like your muse?: Not really, but I have been inspired by my own experiences and shape it to fit Lark.

tagged by: @everpoet ( thanks boo ) tagging: @starlsssankt @oflorien @mirkwvd @korolnichevoya @korzion @blackarrcw @leg0lais @legendaerium @loriensainted @celevrian @wornkindness @wulfmaed and you!

[pumpkinsy0]

Ahaha guess who isn’t coping well rn? Me!

Context: today my period came and now I feel all nauseous and sad. But I solider on and went to do some shopping for some food. Issue? my dad also had like a bad day cause of his meeting. So when he found out I didn’t get his like alcohol he got mad. Not like SUPER mad more like passive aggressive mad??

I feel TERRIBLE because I made his day worse. But I’m also just sad right now. I love my dad so much but I feel like sometimes he just CAN’T be there for me. I can’t always ask for loving because he’ll think I’m being weird or needy. Or when I have a bad day, he’s also having a bad day. So I need to suck it up and act fine cause HE needs to let his feelings out. And I just- I just want my dad. I want him to hug him, I want to not have to earn his love, I just— I want him to stop being angry.

SORRY!! I’m venting majorly hard rn and that’s silly and stupid. But I was hoping you could do HC’s of this for one of the Curtis Gang Members. Maybe how that character would handle this. Maybe they’ll have better luck then me.

hey anon!!! im sorry to hear what ur goin through, u dont deserve it, so dont beat urself up!!! ur living ur own life and u shouldnt feel ashamed that u couldnt help someone else live theirs, plus bad day or not, no matter what it doesnt give someone the right to treat u poorly, its not ur fault!!! not even in the slightest!!!! ur sick on too of that, if ur dad cant show some compassion for that, hes the problem

BUT ITS OK!! its not silly or stupid, ur perfectly fine!!!

w all that said letsssss go w fem two bit w her dad here!! (yes this is genderswapped, but lets just say for this sake, twos dad and mom r the same and didnt swap genders)

•two loves her dad, which she knows is pretty odd considering hes one of the biggest con man she knows and even cons her sometimes but she just cannot help it no matter how many times shes mad at him

•two constantly feels like she needs to prove herself to him in order to get him to say “atta girl”, and in a twisted way, she really does but not really???

•two dad doesnt love her completely, but he does love her to a certain extent, he mostly loves what he can do FOR him and to a smaller extent loves her for her, thats guaranteed

•ANYWAYS, two’s sick and her dad got back home from this one con he tried doing that absolutely fucking busted, he got home and he was already annoyed, anything could set him off

•now he had this other thing planned, what was it??? till this day two doesnt know, BUT he told her to steal something for him, only problem is, she didnt get the right one, and she thought he would at least commend her for getting it, bc it was no easy feat, but she showed it to him, and he didnt go off on her, but she did see a look of disappointment and anger before he up and left to go to the couch, which made her feel worse

•for a good while, when he saw her around the house, he would make a comment about something she did, and it got to a point where two just couldnt take it and locked herself in her room till her mom came home late at night from work, just to avoid seeing him

•two mom HATES them hanging out the way they do and can always tell when something happened so when she sees twos dad at the table drinking and grumbling and twos door locked, she knows whats up and tries comforting two but it doesnt work, twos just beating herself up, so twos mom goes to her dad

•all two heard was yelling, it wasnt for long, maybe for 10 mins, but she ended up going to sleep to escape, she was just tired, hungry, and thirsty

•next day, he dad took her out, but it was so weird, bc its one of the only times hes seen him be hesitant near her, well with anyone really

•he drove her around town for a bit trying to make conversation, but failing miserably, and two knew he was trying to apologize, horrendously and in his own way, but he was trying, and to her that felt like enough, felt like a lot actually

[meg2md]

My life, in two pictures:

Exhibit A, trying to get swole but only succeeding when the lighting is on point, and still failing at pull-ups by trying my damndest

Exhibit B, my re-ignited love of Naruto, as well as a new obsession with non-alcoholic beers

That being said, I did drink... way too much last night. I went to trivia and truly would have been okay with 1-2 beers, but then a friend came late and wanted a drink, and my other friend is going through a rough time and wanted to go back to my place and keep drinking... and truthfully at ANY POINT I would have been okay with an NA beer, and I know for next time that I shouldn't give in to peer pressure and keep drinking. I'm confident I wouldn't have kept drinking on my own (which used to be a problem in college and medical school - binge drinking!!) and that I can do better next time. So even though I was hungover today and felt a little bit ashamed, I was able to be there for my friend when she needed it, I still went to my tennis clinic, and I know next time I'll be able to intersperse more NA beers and overall drink less.

And honestly, overall the past few months I have been drinking DRASTICALLY less and it's been very good for my mental, physical, and emotional health. Go me. I'm very proud.

Despite it all I'm actually somewhat on top of things, even though I spent most of the morning sleeping in bc I stayed up until 2 AM with my friend drunkenly singing MCR and Evanescence, and then it took awhile after tennis for my hangover to go away and for me to feel awake enough after extreme physical exertion while slightly hungover to get anything done. But I mayyyyy have this abstract I've been working on ready to submit for SGS if all goes well, and I'm also hoping on to be a middle author on a project with one of my co-residents which will also get submitted to SGS! And I actually have two ORs I can go to next week to film this video idea I have - submissions for the conference I want are due 8/8 so it's pretty tight and stressful but doable. I'm just gonna be SUPER busy next week with video stuff, in the same way i was SUPER busy this week with the lit review/IRB prep for my other project.

I'm gonna go crash into oblivion. It's already been a week of my research block and me not needing to be at the hospital barely at all but I feel like it's gone by so fast since I've been relatively busy working on all the things above. I'm definitely not efficient - a more competent research-oriented resident could probably have done it in a fraction of the time. But hey, I'm at least being academically productive, AND I played tennis, AND I'm going to two concerts this month, AND I've been allotting video game time to the start of every morning I don't have to be at the hospital.

All in all I think it's actually worked out nicely that I didn't rush to get an away rotation together last minute. I have 3 projects to work on at home AND I get to do things I like around the the neighborhood like watch Naruto, play tennis, read, and go to the gym. And I saw a pic of my ex earlier and while I was a little sad and nostalgic, it didn't rip me up like it used to (yes it's been 1.5-2 years w/e I love swiftly and deeply lol), and it just further motivated me to kick ass and be super swole and hot and buff up my CV >:)

I'm gonna be p sad going back to real work when this block is over bc ngl it's p cush

[the-vibes-are-off]

The Stormlight Archive Volume 1: The Way of Kings’ Review: Chapters 5-8

link to contents page - https://at.tumblr.com/the-vibes-are-off/hey-hey/96xd9ohihrzs

Right, well, you know how I said in my previous post that my COVID test was negative? Yeah so I was swiftly clowned and I am now SICK right on essay season. I have dug out crusty dusty old HP Pavilion to do work but I’m essentially only using it for Tumblr so. My partner is officially in another country now (I know you’re going to read this so pls come back I am dying) so I cant even be babied 24/7 due to the time difference. On season 4 of Criminal Minds already tho so ....

In terms of reading, I am officially back and LOVING it. I am limiting myself to 4 chapters in one setting because that’s how much I want my review sections to cover and writing this takes longer than I thought it would tbh. Lets get to it! 

Spoiler Free Zone:

The split narrative is like definitely managing my problems with maintaining my attention. I will say that since Kaladin’s story line, although definitely interesting don’t get me wrong, would probably get boring if it was all I was reading. I’m more a magic and lore and pretty women fantasy enjoyer than a grr fight fantasy enjoyer since my like gritty lit enjoyment comes from different genres.

Loving the direction that Shallan’s plot line is going in, I’m glad Brandon doesn’t just give the characters what they want straight away and there is at least the illusion that they’re working for something even though its obvious they’ll achieve it eventually.

Mostly, I’m just loving the characters they’re introducing in Shallan’s story, maybe not so much SOME people (a certain person specifically I dislike is beginning, BEGINNING to grow on me) as they’re just so lovely and cute and nice and ugh we love to see it.

*** SPOILERS INCOMING ***

Spoiler Zone:

I’m saying it now, I did initially think Jasnah was just a bitch tbh like I get she’s all important and up her own ass or whatever but she doesn’t appreciate art??? I get Shallan like couldnt just get what she wanted but like .... come on. I was so mad when she just started shouting n shit when Shallan was waiting in the alcove like get a grip pls. However.... turning a boulder to smoke? I had to tab that as cool, like that was just a smart idea to clear it and a cool fckn power to have 

Shallan wanting to steal tho? I love her, a true icon as she should steal from the bitch. I literally just tabbed it love this bc ? Slay like what else could I do. I’d steal it too 

aaaaaaaaand then were back to Kaladin actually just getting fucking shit on at every turn yet again. mf has to carry a bridge?? and then get shot at with arrows?? my goodness give this man a break 

The spren getting a name tho like Syl is acc like carrying Kaladin’s arc for me I want to know what is going on there I am trying so hard not to spoil it for myself

From an arts and humanities student standpoint, I did tab Shallan describing how she views her art and the process of creation as like fleshy and human. Like in both studying and writing poetry I relate to capturing a person or a place or a moment on paper 

And then 2 cuties that I simply had to draw attention to in Brother Kabsal and Yalb. They are iconic and I adore them the end :*

Tab Count:

Cute: 2

Fights: 1

Sad: 1 

Death: 0

Cool: 0 

Wtf wow: 1

Wtf why: 0 

Slay Quotes: 0 

Love this: 2

Hate this: 0

Tab Total:

Cute: 3

Fights: 4

Sad: 1

Death: 2

Cool: 4

Wtf wow: 2

Wtf why: 1

Slay Quotes: 3

Love this: 5

Hate this: 1

PS: If anyone actually reads this far down comment (or post me if you’re feeling generous) your fave tea to drink when you’re sick because I’m going through maybe 10 cups a day and I am swiftly running out....

[dangopango00]

COLLEGE BAND AU HEADCANONS

Legato x gn reader

It was pretty rude of me to just randomly put an au fic without explanation so heres the explanation bye still self indulgent; always will be i fear

more utc

- OK FIRST ABOUT HIM. He works for knives still but in this au his job is to cause vash suffering by 😭😭… outselling him??? Ridonkulous ik but go with it

- Knives wants him to outsell vash so vash realizes that art and human creativity is obsolete and instead help him run his tech/AI company that also focuses on helping global warming (humans suck they should die. robots go!)

- Hes apart of a band to rival Vash’s and ofc its the Gung Ho Guns; he hired them to play for him

- Tbh i think their genre isnt set in stone bc theyre purely doing this to outsell vash so I think theyd keep the core of it rock or indie but it has a lot of shifting gears, doing wtv gets the most traction

- Legato is the bassist but he knows keyboard if their keyboardist is absent

- I think legato writes most of the songs himself (to impress knives ofc this is still HIS mission afterall) and gets a lil sad and defensive if it flops LMFAO even if its just his first album; considering how Knives talked down on music Legato thought it’d be somewhat easy

- It DEFINITELY took him a while to write things that had some semblance of humanity in it tbh he had to have either another less emotionally stunted member write it or a ghost writer but he did still practice writing in his spare time since he had nothing better to do

- NOW ABOUT YALL. Ur roommates in a college dorm; if it were up to him he’d have an apartment but knives wanted him to keep an eye on vash and vash lives on campus

- He only has like one or two official rules as roommates but if ur pissing him off with sth thats not on the list he WILL let u lnow LOL

- The only rules established off rip are:

1. MYOB

2. Do not touch him (no tolerance rule if u touch him without permission he WILL be out of there asap even if its a lot of trouble and will probably even idk push u or sth ignore u forever, hope and pray on ur downfall idk its hard to translate his violent tendencies to modern society without getting him arrested ok)

- You often eat together when he isnt busy tbh usually in silence but its ok its comfortable silence (to him at least)

- Ok im gonna try to say this in the least creepy way possible but like. He likes to observe you for inspiration HEAR ME OUT. Just seeing u go about ur day and since hes always in first person POV seeing someone else just… live gives him immense inspiration on what to write

- He also gets inspo from other artists and heres where u come in hehe. You are a solo artist who doesn’t show your face and your speaking voice is pretty much completely different from ur singing voice (Not like insanely different but if you heard the two separately you wouldnt really connect the dots unless ur one of those people who connect voices easily + depending on ur genre u could be using a completely different tone of voice than usual)

- Your genre is a little similar to Legato’s in the fact that although you keep your core component (Love theme IMO but hey i dont make the rules yes i doo) you change around the other moving parts such as the instruments or wtv so he listens to your music often though he never really thought it would be you; just never really thought about the possibility

- Im not gonna say hes like obsessed with your artist persona or anything but he does (as much as he would rather khs than admit it since according to Knives music is the bane of this world) greatly enjoy your music and often finds himself getting your songs stuck in his head

- Hes def a gatekeeper i mean this is the guy who can name every song in ur discography (Not saying much though since you dont post too often)

- ANYWAY u have no idea this is going on since hes prone to just listening to music in his headphones rather than showing you or blasting it for the world to hear so ur relationship is developing as normal roommates

- You often get him stuff from the college snack shack and in return he often gives u whatever he doesnt want from the dining hall (that sounds crappy but its usually good stuff like ur fave fruit or cheese and crackers or sth)

- After u become a bit closer going on trips together becomes common not like vacation but like a little drive to a department store or him taking you with him to practice/performances

- SPEAKING OF PRACTICE U work part time at a coffee shop and it has a practice room which is where he usually brings his band it sounds random but I’ve encountered a coffee place like this before ok

- Killing two birds with one stone, he gets to see you on his way in and out and he gets a quiet place to practice + Vash often brings his band here too so ig killing two birds and one afterthought with one stone

- Other GHGs (NOT greenhouse gasses. Gung ho guns) think that ur another one of his groupies probably 💀 he def has tons i fear

- He def writes songs about you or rather than about you, references how u make him feel but he is in denial and thinks feelings are embarrassing so hes just like no they just gave me inspiration

- Its ok though the only one he has to justify himself to is himself bc hes like. The only one who knows its about u since his songs are never rlly about romance and in the rare cases that they are its very subtle

- When, if ever, he feels ready for touch he frames it like hes doing u a favor lmao “I will allow you to (blank)” he is tbh

Random Misc:

- Hes majoring in Ecology or Conservation Biology prob minoring in sth like computer science (his entire life surrounds Knives what did u expect)

- Sleeps in his daytime clothes and ur always like ???? Esp bc he wears jeans often… U two went to the department store one time and u convinced him to let u buy him pajamas so he could wash the day clothes overnight

- Hes a big ass fan of vinyls and cds and just physical ways of owning things like music or games but wont admit to himself he likes it its just for the aesthetic ok even though he has a record and cd player

- Wants to cut ur hair and feels like its one of the most intimate things u could do without having to touch too much (forever subscribed to knives cut his hair hc)

- If u have a lot of accessories and generally just a lot of stuff he gets annoyed if it isnt properly organized and will organize it for u wnv hes having writers block

- If ur an artist he has u make his merch designs n stuff 😍😍 he pays very generously he rlly dgaf abt money tbh + Knives sponsoring him

A/N: irrelevant but idk whether to imagine him as tristamp or trigun design like both are so good but Ok im done yapping ty

[gutsfics]

trying to figure out if i can get a timeline that makes sense with both prime and choices hss that i also like

just going off of the years theyre released, i'd say prime starts in the 2013-2014 school year, and since Mia was a grade below everyone else, that means the prime cast + mc have to be sophmores or older.

choices hss takes place in the 2017-2018 school year, putting 3 years between the two. if mia was a freshman and the rest were sophmores, that would mean theyd all have graduated before choices hss started

i was already planning on that being what it is for my fic world bc i think itd be pretty easy to split hss prime into thirds and having it be a third of story a year, but why would the most of the hss prime cast be seniors during choices hss? theyd all have graduated the year before

i could bump it up a year so the begining of prime happens during the 2014-2015 year w Simon being a junior, but that would mean trying to split All That into two years. which i mean sure i probably could do but that would mean having to shift events around in the timeline, which is more work.....

i have kinda grown a little on choices prime wes/autumn ngl. wesautumn thoughts below the cut. bc its not Super relevant but i dont wanna make a second post

like so my thoughts of wes/autumn was that they were a will they/wont they for a good chunk of prime before Wes decided he wanted a solid Will They Or Wont They, and started dating Simon instead bc he really liked Simon and he didnt wanna keep waiting for Autumn to make up her mind. Autumn was a little sad at first, but bc shes still good close friends w both of them she decided she was fine w that outcome. Wes and Simon date, Autumn does... idk whatever she wants to, it works for all of them.

except then Simon and Wes break up bc Simon's about to be really busy and he doesnt wanna hurt Wes by having him drop lower and lower in his priorities until he's basically just stringing Wes along, so he like figures it'd be better in the long run if they call it good here. it was mutually understood and amicable, but its still sad.

and then Wes and Autumn realize that theyre both single again at the same time. and decide, hey, what if we actually try to make this work? no will they wont they bullshit, just two friends who start dating. and it does work, they do both like spending time with each other. at least at first. i think it some point they realize that tgeir relationship is a little.... hollow? the friendship is there, and they do love each other, but theyre just sort of........ aware. that they dont love the other the way the other wants/needs from them. and they try to keep it up, make it work, but then it just kinda. blows up in their faces during that argument about isa

it takes a while, but by the time they graduate theyre on amicable terms again, with the thought that theyll be able to be friends again

ALSO AUTUMN LESBIAN IT JUST TAKES HER A WHILE TO FIGURE THAT OUT OKAY BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[dearopheliaimsorry]

Person of Interest (Praise + Personal Stuff)

MY STORY

Follow me through fanfiction, reality, and my love of film real quick! I'll do my best to be concise.

I first learned about Person of Interest through Tumblr user and famous ao3 writer, astolat. I think I was reading some of their various fics from other fandoms and saw just how many fics they had written for this "Person of Interest" thing. So I started reading, doing my best to avoid spoilers (it didn't work) and fell in love with the characters. Or at least fandom interpretation of them hahaha

Anyway, time goes by. I watched Fanvids, a historical movie where Michael Emerson (Finch) acted his heart out, and refound my love for Taraji P. Henson (Carter). And eventually, I caved and watched the show.

It's great y'all. The writing is not always perfect, but I never expect perfection lol. Still, I have to acquiesce the show has its own goofy moments, but the actors eat it up every time. Especially Henson.

Good lord, that woman is in a league of her own. After her I'd say Emerson is the next best actor, but still. Henson is just amazing to watch. So if you want to see some Black Excellence, Black Woman Excellence at that, the show provides.

THE ACTUAL SHOW

It is such a good show, let me pitch real quick:

A Kooky paranoid billionaire hires an ex-military man scarred by the government running on trauma, guilt, and heavy artillery. The two have a boss/employee, partners, besties, married couple vibe going on. They work with two detectives, one that used to be dirty and another with a heart of gold. They have such fun interactions all on their own as well as with the other two men. Together they all stop crime bc the kooky paranoid man created a machine that spies on all of us all of the time. Because 9/11 was a tragedy (duh.) and the government wants to stop it from happening again. But the government is...well...the government.

No matter who you are, what political party you align with, or where you are, no one fully trusts the government. And the show plays off that heavily.

Also, there is a wonderfully sapphic relationship between two characters (Root and Shaw) but I'm on at the very beginning of season 2 so...idk how that even starts lol. But hey, I'm all for representation!

Also (no spoilers) but from what I've had spoiled, the ending is pretty sad for all parties.

Anywhoo it is a really cute show with some absolutely amazing and deep relationships. These characters got me clinging to the show far more than the plot and the plot is actually fire.

So watch it or don't idc, but here were my two cents! (And of course gifs for your troubles)

[lolly-047]

current newest brainrot is diluven as fairytale everythings

I mean like - fairytale AUs. ALL the fairytale AUs - og, disney, reworked, e v e r y t h i n g

So far i got:

Cinderella/Fae AU (totally not in the process of writing that one, nope, not me) - just. Venti in a pretty dress, yes pls (also lots of probably not-that-true fae lore, bc i am a beginner with fae lore but once i grab an idea i grow several wildly different things out of it, oops)

Tangled AU with Diluc as the princess for a change - babyboi be struggling with expressing his need for freedom and Venti!thethief helping him (yes to all the musical scenes) - i have this really strong image of Dottore as Mother Gothel (bc of the manga, where he was being very predatory towards my poor boy Diluc) also Corona/whatever the name of the kingdom is def has a missing person poster left up for Diluc (his fake/new name could be Phoenix? Bc that sounds vaguely science-y and i don't wanna name him after a vegetable) and Crown Prince Kaeya (also Captain of the Guard aka, taking the role of Max the horse in this) spends half the runtime trying to figure out if Venti is scamming him with Diluc or if that introverted idiot is really supposed to be his older brother (the answer is yes. Yes he is.) I have no idea what to do with the magic hair bit, but i am sure it can be worked in somehow - i am really hoping my hoe of a muse won't decide that i wanna write this one, i am in the middle of way too many projects

Mulan AU, bc we love that one too - i admit, i don't really have the logistics worked out, even in my head, but i got this image of putting people in squads - like Anemo, Pyro, etc... Poor Venti wanting to be in a squad with hotguysecondincommand!Diluc but gets stuck in the Anemo squad instead (i have no idea where that one would go or even who would fight who, or even how the plot of Mulan - og ballad or rework - would fit into it, but i can hear BE A MAN be sung by genshin characters and that is a GOOD image)

Little mermaid AU (yes Venti as a princess again. We love Venti in pretty dresses!) - basically usual premise, but couldn't leave my fav princess story out - would have a bit more time for the bois to fall in love tho bc yes, we love some extended date scenes (no idea who Ursula/the sea witch would be or if they were even malevolent or benevolent in this story, but... yeaaaah. The rest of teh Archons can be mermaids too, cause why not, there's supposedly 7 of them anyway)

Beauty and the Beast - kinda more like the og tales (aka Venti!Belle is not an only child, there isn't really a Gaston character, etc... i might end up writing that one if i am not careful enough xD) - fairy!Lumi gets drunk and curses Diluc, bc everyone's fav redhead is a mess when it comes to love... Nobody turns into furniture, instead, they are locked in paintings (only one painting per person, meaning they can't even reach anyone! So sad, but hey at least they can gossip with Belle!Venti about the master of the house... i put way too much thought into this help xD

Just. All the fairytale AUs. I need more and even more than that

[lindszeppelin]

Responding to two of the anons and your responses bc this is an interesting dialogue!

1) Laura Dern is happy help- you’re totally right. She’s also a nepo baby but she has talent, so she has kind of a blind spot about newer nepos. If people follow in their parents footsteps then fine but when they just wanna be famous and not do the work…not fine. Most gen z nepo kids have sparked the nepotism conversation in Hollywood bc they don’t work hard and lack talent- unlike those who came before them like a Laura Dern or a Jamie Lee Curtis ( who clearly got triggered by the discourse even though nobody said anything about her bc she is talented lol). All the same, I think the anon was just pointing out how lazy Kaia is when it comes to actually working on her craft and just thought she’d magically get awesome at comedy acting being around comedy acting vets hahaha. (At least that’s how I read her quotes on it in the insipid article where she talked about her acting.)

2) Camilla Morrone doesn’t have famous parents but her parents are in the industry. In my opinion that’s where the nepo debate gets fuzzy. There’s more privilege with the access any parents in show business has, but also if they aren’t household names they likely don’t have THAT much power like a Cindy Crawford or Johnny Depp would have. But Camilla liked a bunched of racist posts and dates for clout- and allegedly her talent is only so-so (I haven’t seen her so I can’t speak to it but I’ve seen people be mixed on her abilities at best). So idk if she’s a true nepo, but a true LA social climber and hey…birds of a feather flock together hence she’s friends with Kaia and Charlotte Lawrence and all of their tone deaf friends who come from money and chase fame.

But I’m with you. Nepotism is what it is. But personally I find this current crop to be pretty insufferable and not as charismatic as past generations (and largely lack talent). Kaia is one of the worst offenders and almost everyone she rolls with represents why. She doesn’t deserve the rolls she got and it’s sad she keeps stealing the rolls from actual deserving actresses who aren’t as privileged.

hey anon welcome into the nepo discourse :)

you basically hit all the nails on the head with this one and there isn't a whole lot i think i could add to this one except for this

kaia clearly shows us through her comments on nepotism and her attitude towards her career that she gets a free pass and she's cool about it. those in the industry that were not born into privilege, who were lower class or blue collar, who pushed themselves to study the craft, who did the work of going to countless auditions without booking anything...those are the people that are well deserved in their acting talents and their fame. austin is the best example of this. it's the passion you must have to be an actor and it's not as easy as just showing up to set and reading some lines and going home. we as an audience take acting for granted because we watch movies and we see how effortless GOOD actors make it look. but when there's a bad actor on screen, it takes you out of the immersion. and it hinders the greatness of the movie, and it cheapens the performances of the other actors around them. it's clear she has no work ethic, no values or morals, and will never take the time to take acting classes that SHE NEEDS. she needs acting lessons to be even remotely an okay actress, if she wants to be taken seriously. imo she never will, she's okay with getting handed roles to her and not lifting a finger...meanwhile hardworking people who would kill for any role she plays will be left on the sidelines because a nepo baby was chosen over them.

welp.

[salaciousslut]

Done! Also do you have a favorite tequilla brand? Just curious! 🫣

Technically i have freckles all over my face but i only really count the ones that are darker and in a line under my eyes and over my nose, the other ones aren't prominent enough to call them freckles imo. And i'd feel more than lucky if you did worship me, sweetheart<3

I would love to take you to the gym with me, it honestly helped me with my depression as well! And of course i'd watch over you sweetheart<3 i wont lie, i love to go after dark bc theres less people. And i had the same problem but now i catch myself and try to stand straighter. I mostly lift weights when i work out so I know my posture improved due to needing to have a straight back to lift. Plus its super fun imo!! I miss the gym so bad but i hate going alone. I also miss feeling sore, im a bit of a masochist so i love feeling sore the day after working out🤭

Dont apologize for giving me info<3 organization's overrated anyway. Ive found that girls with glasses tend to be my type🫣 you literally sound so pretty sweetheart<3 i knew i wasnt wrong calling you a pretty princess<3 im kissing the tip of your nose and your forehead rn🥰 you are literally so cute, puppy coded too🥺 ive never had crawfish it seems yummy but im not sure if i should try it! Shrimp ceviche used to be my favorite but then i developed a shrimp allergy to uncooked shrimp and around 17 i had to call it quits bc it stopped being worth it to risk it. Im still pissed but at least i can still eat shrimp its just gotta be thoroughly cooked, not just get cooked through the acidity of lime juice like its sucks so bad i just miss ceviche so bad. Ohh just a butch latina and a pretty asian girl what ever will they do hehe<3 and i knew but not cause you told me 🫣 your dni made it obvious, like yeah im just now saying hey but ive been aware of you for a little bit now🫣 also please lemme be ur body pillow one day<3 savory is good!!! Whats your favorite kind of snack?

Also thats adorable, youre just a cute little puppy that has to get off once a day to function her best<3 i mean if i were stressed from school i'd probably need the same thing🤭

tbh im not too picky about my brands, as long as it gets me drunk, then im happy!! also tequila makes me take my clothes off oopsies i think i should warn u about that!! but if im buying for myself, i typically will get espolon bc i feel like its yummy and reasonably priced!

yes i love feeling sore after a workout!! i am also a bit of a masochist (omg who knew)!! but ive never lifted weights before. all the dude bros scare me and i feel like im always being judged but if we went together i know u would take care of me!! i like aerobics and like calisthenics (i had to google how to spell that word) and love yoga sm!! the burn of stretching feels amazing!!

hehe i am very puppy coded! i used to think i was more kitten coded but now ive grown and realized puppies are sooo fun!! so much energy and just wanna be cherished and loved!! which is everything i want!!

nooooo thats so sad that ur allergic to ur fav food :(( i love ceviche but at least u can still tolerate the cooked version. i know its not the same but its still something!!

ohhh i forgot that i put that in my dni, people are so weird about race here smh i just gotta cover all my bases so i can have fun on this website!! but aww we would look soooo cute together

im a sucker for chips. u know how they say all bi girls do is lie and eat hot chip? yeah all i do is eat hot chip hehehe. not so much lying but hot chip very much so. i also loveee chips and salsa and chicken wings and yeah all the fun savory stuff i guess!!!

hehe cumming is like a lil treat!! a reward for myself for being sooo good you know? but it would be a million times better if someone else was making me cum rather than myself 😳🫣

[arecaceae175]

HI I just wanna say I love Authenticity so much I’ve read it at least twice now and I’m sure to be going back for another reread at some point pls keep up the good work

AAHHHHHH this makes me so happy, thank you so so so much. I'm so glad you enjoy the fic!!!! <33333333333

Have a short chapter :) (742 words, hurt/comfort with mostly comfort)

EDIT: lol I just realized your username has sleepy in it. That is pure coincidence bc I had this chapter idea before you left this message XD

Summary: Wild needs more sleep than the others. Twilight comes up with an accommodation to help.

“I’m heading to town to restock. Anyone want to join?” Twilight asked. 

Wild perked up. “I’m running low on a few ingredients. Can you pick them up for me? I’ll write a list.”

“Sure, cub. You don’t want to come? I might not get the right thing,” Twilight said. 

Wild shook his head as he pulled out some paper and scrolled through his slate to check his stocks. “No. I’ve had a few night watches this week so going into town would not end well.” 

Wild finished making his list and handed it to Twilight. Twilight was looking at him with a strange expression Wild couldn’t make out.

“What?” Wild asked. 

Twilight shook his head and focused on the list. “Nothing. None of this looks like it will be hard to find. Should be no problem,” Twilight said. 

“Thanks,” Wild said. 

“I’ll come!” Sky said. 

“Me too!” Wind said as he jumped up to join.

“Stay safe,” Time said as the trio collected their things and headed out of camp.

~ ~ ~ ▲ ~ ~ ~

Twilight correctly chose everything on the list. Wild was very pleased, and he cooked one of Twilight’s favorite meals as a thank you. 

Later that night, as the chain was relaxing before sleep, Twilight came up to Wild and joined him beneath the nice tree Wild chose to sit beneath. The trunk was big enough that Wild and Twilight could both comfortably lean against it. 

“Hi,” Wild said in greeting. 

“Hey, cub. I was thinking about what you said earlier. What did you mean that going into town wouldn’t end well? Was it because you were on night watch this week?”

“Yeah, it was. I can’t handle things as well when I have night watch. I noticed the pattern,” Wild explained. 

“How long have you noticed that?” Twilight asked. 

Wild pulled the cube from Four out of his pocket as he chose the words for his response. 

“Um, pretty much at the beginning of traveling together,” Wild said. “Zelda always makes sure I sleep enough because she said she’s noticed it before, too. I have really bad days when I don’t sleep enough.”

“Cub, why didn’t you say anything? If it’s causing you harm, you shouldn’t be doing them,” Twilight said. Wild glanced at Twilight and saw he had a frown on his face. Wild didn’t want to be the reason Twilight was sad. 

“It’s okay, I don’t mind. I just have to plan for it and make sure I don’t do anything extra on those weeks. No one likes being on night watch,” Wild said. 

“There’s a difference between what you’re talking about and being a little extra tired. None of us have bad days quite the same as you do,” Twilight explained. 

Wild felt his face flush red. He didn’t like it when others noticed his shortcomings. Wild ducked his head and tried to figure out how to respond. 

“Wait, I didn’t mean it like that,” Twilight said. He put his hand in the grass in Wild’s line of sight to get his attention. 

“If getting less sleep from night watch makes it harder for you to get through the day, you don’t need to do them. It isn’t a problem for me, or most of the others. I guess we don’t need as much sleep as you do. It’s an easy fix to make things easier for you,” Twilight said.

“Wouldn’t that be unfair to everyone else?” Wild asked. 

“No,” Twilight said immediately. “Definitely not. I know everyone will be happy to help you feel better.”

“Are you sure?” Wild asked, twirling the cube between his fingers. 

“Positive,” Twilight said. “If you’re unsure about it, I can talk to Time for you before we tell any of the others.”

Logically, he knew Twilight was right. This was a good thing, and the others would see it that way too. Wild wasn’t used to people being so accommodating for him;  was still working on being comfortable with his differences. 

Wild nodded his agreement with the plan. 

“Good!” Twilight said. “I’ll talk to Time tonight.”

“Okay,” Wild said. He was about to go back to his book when Twilight cleared his throat. 

“Wild? If there’s anything else that we can do to help you, can you tell me about it? Whenever it comes up. I like being able to help,” Twilight said. 

“I can do that,” Wild agreed with a smile. He felt very lucky to have such amazing friends.