#smacking you with wtf are you doing this is so repetitive and bad

[serenescribe]

40k has been broken. still not done. please help

[notmanagingmymischief]

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surprise bitch

i bet you thought you’d seen the last of me

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warnings: swearing, sexual implications if you squint

word count: 3.1K

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enjoy xx

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You'd been Ms Wilhemina Venable's personal assistant for five months now. And let me tell you, it was a roller coaster of emotions. Some days the woman was mild; not really bothering anyone much, except when they got on her way or were being especially annoying. But other days, she was literally a volcano. One word could set this bitch off, one slight misstep and you were literal toast. It was a difficult job, for sure, but honestly you didn't hate it. From the first day you knew that you weren't going to get off the hook on pretty much anything with Venable, so you did your best to impress her. To make sure that she knew that you were serious about your job and helping her out.

The woman seemed to not hate you, actually. Sure, at first she treated you the same as everyone else: badly. She's a very critical person, so you had to watch your mouth and actions. But a few weeks in and you had mostly come to understand what set her off, and what she liked, how she liked things done. It was actually quite rewarding, when you did stuff that she approved of. And surprisingly funny watching her tell off thing one and thing two (that being Mutt and Jeff) (seriously who names their kids that wtf). How she dealt with those two on a daily basis was beyond you, but she also dealt with you so you guessed she must have some sort of secret. And it was one of the many that you were determined to uncover.

You'd be lying if you said you didn't have just a teeny tiny crush on Venable. I mean, who wouldn't. Actually, I take that back. A lot of people wouldn't. And you were glad because somehow the idea of someone else having her made you feel strange. In a bad way. A feeling you weren't used to, that's for sure. But you pushed that aside for now because you had some serious work to do. Currently, you were writing down the important meetings Venable had for that day, and emailing the few people that she requested you to. (yes I did have to look up 'what do personal assistants do' don't @ me)

(so there's that)

It was kind of boring, rather repetitive, but remembering the look on Venable's face when you did what she asked, in a timely fashion, and correctly, you smiled and continued on with a renewed sense of vigor. (the look fills you with determination)(okay okay I'll stop sorry i had to) You picked up your pen again, looking away from your laptop for the moment, and refocus on the planner next to you, quickly scribbling something down as you hum a tune under your breath. The pen moved smoothly against the paper, clean lines in neat handwriting appearing under your swift movements. The action is soothing, and you glance back at your computer, checking to make sure you had your number correct, before again looking down, writing down the last meeting for the day.

With a quick noise of satisfaction, you click the end of your pen closed and smack it against the desk a few times, flicking it between your fingers (imagine that scene in 'hit me baby one more time' where Britney is messing with her pen) and tapping your finger. You had been diagnosed with ADHD, so the impatient movements and fidgeting weren't an uncommon occurrence. Some people hated it, the constant leg tapping or finger drumming, the noise annoying for others. But the sound helped you to focus more. At your old job, you were allowed to listen to music whilst you worked, but Venable requested that you not do so as she wanted you to be able to hear what was going on around you. So you instead had to fill the empty silence with something else.

But all at once, a hand was placed over the one with your pen, stopping the movement and causing your other hand to falter it's rhythmic tapping pattern. Your head shot up and looked to the hand still resting on yours, swallowing at the purple half-glove covering it. And even though you were aware of the person that must have been now standing behind you, you still jumped in your seat and let out a shocked squeak when her voice was suddenly directly in your ear whispering "Stop fidgeting. You'll break your pen." The chuckle that followed as the hand retracted made you sigh a shaky breath, head falling back down again. "Hello Ms. Venable. Sorry for bothering you." You heard the woman tsk behind you and were tempted to spin your seat around to look at her, but you could also feel your face heat up at the sound and didn't particularly feel like showing that fact off to her.

"You weren't bothering me, Miss l/n. I simply do not want you breaking the pen, or making a mark on the desk. It simply won't do." She said, and you nodded, apologizing quietly again and setting your pen down on the wooden surface, pushing it a few inches way from you to prevent your fingers from wandering and grabbing it again. Clearing your throat slightly, and recognizing the lack of blush on your skin, you did turn around then, planner in hand, ready to give it to Venable as you had finished it early. But you once again forced your self backwards, chair back bumping into your desk as you found said woman almost directly in front of you, so close that all you had to do was barely bring your arm out and be able to touch her waist. She looked down slightly, one eyebrow raised and a small smirk on her lips at your actions.

"I--s-sorry, Ms. Venable, you just startled me there. U-Um, could you....could you, back up..a little bit? Please?" You mumbled, your free hand's fingers tapping nervously on your leg. Venable must have noticed the motion as she did so, taking a few steps back to allow you some personal space, and you let out a breath. Swallowing, you thanked her and stood up, hesitantly holding the planner out to her, not making eye contact at first but soon bringing your eyes up to meet her gaze, not wanting to look weak in front of her. Without a word, the woman grabbed the paper from your fingers, eyes moving down to read through it quickly. A few seconds passed before she let out a pleased hum. A small smile appeared on her lips when she looked back up at you, nodding once and saying "This looks very good. Thank you, Miss l/n. I hope I didn't give you too much of a fright before."

You quickly shook your head and assured her that she didn't; "Oh, it's fine, Ms. Venable. I wasn't paying attention, I probably should've heard you. Normally I would have, I must have been lost in my own thoughts. I'm sorry." Venable sighed lightly and waved you off with a "Stop apologizing. You did nothing wrong." You smiled shyly and glanced away from her, praying that a flush didn't appear over your cheeks. But one must have as the woman chuckled quietly again, clearly amused. But it was quickly over, as she turned without another word, only speaking as she was about to be out of your sight, with a "Oh, Mutt and Jeff wanted to see you by the way. I don't know what for, but I'd be careful if I were you." And before you could say anything else she was gone. You stood there for a few moments, thoughts flitting through your head. Why would those two want to see you? You didn't have anything to help them with, did you? They weren't angry, right?

You managed to rid yourself of such things, and quickly turned to face your laptop, not bothering to sit down as you just bent over to rest your elbow on the desk, crossing your ankles behind you and typing a few things out onto the screen before pushing the thing closed, giving it a little pat on the cover when it was done. You didn't have a reason for doing that, but you did it with most things anyway. You didn't recognize, once again, Venable presence in the room until she cleared her throat and you stood up quickly, spinning around to face her and absently pulling at your skirt, which you hadn't realized had hitched up a bit when you bent down. That was when you noticed the slight flush over Venable's neck, and how she was very much avoiding eye contact with you.

Clearing her throat again, she muttered "I apologize. I just came back to ask if you'd gotten those emails I asked you to send done as well, as that was my original purpose of coming here." You repeated her action before speaking, the atmosphere suddenly very tense; "O-Oh. Yes, yes I did most of them. I have one left that I was going to finish when I got back from the boys." Venable nodded, motioning vaguely with her hand for you to go on, and you did, slowly making your way towards her. As you were about to pass her, a quiet "Thank you" on your tongue, your wrist was grabbed, and you looked back to the woman in purple, a shock being sent up your arm at her touch. She had a curious look on her face, one that you couldn't really read, and she whispered "Perhaps you should wear longer skirts. We wouldn't want anyone getting the wrong idea, would we?" You swallowed roughly, throat suddenly very dry as you realized that it must have pushed up a bit further than you thought, and nodded quickly, also averting your eyes, looking anywhere but at the woman.

She finally let your wrist go with a hum, and allowed you to go past. Turning to face you after you'd made a few paces forward. She saw the flitting movements of your hands at your sides, and the way that you subconsciously pulled at the fabric of your skirt, tugging it a bit further down your legs. She hadn't meant to make you uncomfortable, of course, she was just surprised when she returned to your desk to find you bent over it, typing at your laptop. She also wasn't expecting to see the way that your skirt hitched up as your hips leaned against the thing, revealing a few more inches of thigh than Venable was used to seeing from you, and it made her breath catch and her throat go dry. She felt her face flush as multiple inappropriate thoughts and images flashed through her head. Most including you still bent over that desk, her hands on your skin, your voice a mess of whimpers and moans.

The woman was slowly becoming aware of just how you felt about her, and she was a bit ashamed to admit how it made her feel. You were the best assistant she'd ever had, for starters, and did your job almost perfectly. She'd never once had any reason to yell at or insult you, as she didn't have any grounds to do so on. You were well behaved, professional, and got your work done quickly, efficiently, and correctly. Venable was impressed, to say the least, and hoped that you weren't planning on leaving her anytime soon. And the image that she had just witnessed only a few minutes prior, even as she trekked through the building to return to her own office, still had yet to leave her, moments on loop like a broken record.

Meanwhile, you had just entered the last hallway to get to the large open space that Mutt and Jeff occupied, and a moment later you had arrived, and stood at the top of the stairs, arms crossed as you observed the two. One was doing something with his computer, the other had his face buried in a pile of cocaine. Loudly, you announced your arrival with "You know that shit's terrible for you, right?" Mutt's head popped up from behind the white dust, one side of his nose dirty with the stuff. With a sigh, you hopped down the stairs, pulling out a small handkerchief from your shirt pocket, walking over to him and carefully wiping the skin clean. He smiled lopsidedly up at you and you smiled back, shaking your head and replacing the cloth in your pocket once again. "Thanks, babe. And yeah, that's the point." Mutt said, spinning around in his chair once, arms flaring to his sides with a large grin.

Again you shook your head playfully, crossing your arms again. Jeff finally looked up at you, a grin on his face as well, and you looked over to him. "Well well, he lives." you said, and he scoffed, standing up and moving to be in front of you. He patted your head, ruffling your hair a bit; "Hey!" you exclaimed, pulling back and giggling at his antics. "I was told you boys needed me for something?" "Yeah, we're tryna figure this out, and since you're the math wiz here we thought you could help." "Mhm." You nodded and gestured with your hand, saying "Alright, where is it then?" Jeff led you over to his computer, pointing out a few figures and numbers on the screen, explaining to you what they were trying to do. He showed you what the machine was doing currently, and you bent down again, eyes skimming over the many things onscreen.

You'd taken a few years of coding in high school, so you kinda knew what you were doing. So you placed your hands on the keyboard, quickly typing out some values, imputing them into the system and placing them in the correct order. "Yeah, you did this part wrong. See where you had this string here? You need it over here for what you're doing. Now try it." You said, standing back up after pressing enter, saving the changes. Jeff did so, pressing the button on the mechanical arm next to the computer, and sure enough, it moved correctly this time. Jeff laughed out loud, smacking you on the shoulder and calling Mutt over. The other boy did so, and grinned, letting out a "whoop!" You bit your lip to stop from laughing again at their behavior, but it was infectious and you ended up laughing anyway, leaning a hand on the desk as your head bowed.

The three of you made a few jokes in there at some point, one person saying something and the other two bursting into laughter again. Eventually it petered out, huge smiles still on your faces, and Jeff picked you up around the waist, spinning you around. You let out a peal of laughter again, smacking at his shoulders, saying "Jeff, stop it! Put me down!", barely being able to get the words out between giggles. Finally he put you down and you stumbled a bit, dizzy from the spinning. Again you had to balance yourself on the desk, catching your breath from all the laughing as Mutt came up behind you and poked at your side, which made you shriek and jump back. Your eyes went wide and you shot up straight, however, when two sharp strikes were made on the floor of the room. You knew exactly who made them, and you spun to face the entrance, Mutt's hand still on your waist. Your laughter died down at the serious expression on Venable's face, and all of your excitement dropped to the floor as your nerves flared up again.

You absently pulled at your skirt, remnants of your earlier interaction still fresh in your mind. Venable's eyes raked over the three of you, Jeff looking around, a bit nervous but still okay, Mutt slowly backing away as his hand dropped from your side. And you, right in the middle, standing rigid and frozen, hands clasping in front of you to avoid any further motion of your fingers. Venable's gaze seemed to be focused not on you, but on the boys, as she took a few slow, menacing steps forward, cane smacking against the hard floor. In a low voice, she said "And what, pray tell, is going on here? I was told you two needed to see Miss l/n for a work inquiry. This does not look to me like a 'work inquiry'." You swallowed, but before either Jeff or Mutt could respond, you took a small step forward, steeling yourself and internally praying that today wasn't the day you died.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Venable. I-It was my fault. The boys did ask me here for a problem, which I fixed, but we got a bit caught up in it. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to disturb you. It's not the boys fault, you should be upset with me." You said, doing your best to keep eye contact with the woman, who's gaze was as hard as ever. And again, she took another few steps forward, until she was directly in front of you. It was times like these that the height difference was made very obvious, as she used her left hand to pull your chin up. No one made a sound for a few charged seconds and you stared right into Venable's dark eyes. She was close enough that you could feel her soft breathing on your skin, and it made shivers pulse down your neck. Finally, the woman pulled back, pushing your chin away from her with a flick of her fingers.

She turned without a word and walked out, marching up the steps as the three of you watched her back, until she turned the corner and was out of your sight, at which time you let out a breath you didn't realize you'd been holding, back slouching as you turned back to face the boys. You feel into a chair heavily, rubbing a hand over your eyes. "Love that woman, but holy fuck is she terrifying." You murmured under your breath. Jeff, who was closest to you, nodded in agreement, silently turning back to his computer to work some more on his codes. Mutt did the same, right after taking a nice sniff of some of that coke. You let out another heavy sigh and stood up. You then cleared your throat and said "Well I had better get back to work, before Ms. Venable comes back and actually murders us all. I'll see you boys later, and try not to OD on that stuff."

Mutt waved, as did Jeff, and with that you walked out of the room and headed back to your desk, praying that you wouldn't have to deal with Venable's wrath yet.

[moonraccoon-exe]

Hey Coon! Idk if you have already gotten a message from me, I was on mobile and the app crashed :°D so I'm writing again just in case. Anyway, I just wanted to say hi and ask how you're doing! Soon I'll be free from exams and will catch up with stuff, including your fics. Also, you made me read Corqi for the first time and wtf, I love it. I've been reading Among Ruins and idk if you saw my comment, but I want to say it again: you've done a great job with that angst, ahah (*uncontrollable sobs*)

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PURRRKWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD BUDDYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

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PHENOMENAL CREATURE

MADE OF SWEETNESS, YOU KIND AND ADORABLE THING. PRECIOUS AND KIND HOOMAN WITH A GOOD HEART AND NICE WORDS, YOU MARVELOUS WONDER, YOU BEAUTIFUL THING, HOW DO I SMACK YOU WITH LOVE, HOW- I’M THROWING AT YOU ALL THAT ICANFIND BUT IT’S NOT ENOUGH K AJSDKLJGADKGJAK HOW DO I EXPRESS MY AFFECTION HOW DO I EXPRESS MY APPRECIATION HOW

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*INSERT GIF OF BIRD SCREAMING*

YOU APPEAR IN MY INBOX WITH NO WARNING, WHICH BLOWS MY OFF MY CHAIR ENOUGH ALREADY BECAUSE DAMN YOUR PRESENCE ALONE BRIGHTENS MY DAY AND MAKES IT SO HAPPY, AND THEN YOU THROW AT ME BEAUTIFUL AND NICE WORDS AND A LOT OF POSITIVITY, AND THEN YOU TALK TO ME ABOUT ONE OF MY FAVORITE FICS AND PRAISE IT!?!?!?!?

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*COMBUSTING*

*MOONRACCOON.EXE HAS STOPPED WORKING AND CANNOT REBOOT*

*will force self to reboot under the cut hnhgfhg*

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PURRRKWOOD BUDDY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I CAN’T STOP SCREAMING AKSJDKALGJ AKLDGJDLKGJSDG

*GOES AWAY TO TAKE A BREATH*

PURRRKWOOD BUDDY

WHAT ARE YOU TRYING TO DO

MAKE ME HAVE A HEART ATTACK!?!?!?!

YOU’RE KILLING ME WITH ALL YOUR SWEET EXISTENCE. ALL YOUR KINDNESS. I still haven’t properly thank you for the you know what you did in PMs, I just- have taken so long because life has either smacked me with stuff to do or I don’t feel I have the proper words or energy to thank you as I want to do it, it’s really still so beyond me and so mindblowing, I still can’t believe it… OTL

aND THEN YOU DROP HERE WITH MORE SWEETNESS THAT FILLS MY HEART SO MUCH, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH, YOU’RE GIVING ME SO MUCH LOVE, MY HEART CAN’T CONTAIN ALL OF IT KLAJSDKLADJG A *SOBS*

Anyways, buddy, off to answer your message!!

D:

GASPS

Do you mean Tumblr ate a previous ask??? fUCK, FUCK- LISTEN-

If you sent a previous ask, it never made it in!! But if you mean in PMs, yes, it’s there!! Just as I said, and I’m sorry because of how stupid it sounds, but I’ve been waiting when I have the appropriate energy to reply to you as you deserve. I’ve let my conversations pile up and I thinkt hat answering the short ones one by one is easier so to not let them pile up, but they keep piling OTL 

So that’s why I haven’t replied. Yours is one of my prettiest conversations and one that I value a lot so I’ve been trying to answer as it deserves, not just with a random “lol kay”, it’s just…taken me a while OTL

So yes! No asks from you other than these two, and the PMs are there, and I hope to answer soon!

If you meant the comment on AO3, it was there too!! Just exactly the day that you dropped this ask I was going to (and actually did) answer that AO3 comment!!! It was a TREASURE! 

The reason behind it is, the early morning (some hours before you dropped the comment) got very bad for me. Some silly thing here in Tumblr that brought me down on the dumps. I don’t know if you saw it, but there was a week I was like…grey? Like not answering with my usual bubbliness. It was because of what happened, I was trying to contain myself (long story short, some people out of fandom found me via another post, and started making fun of my bubbly and toddler-like attitude when I reply to some posts OTL So I felt embarrassed and observed, like people were clicking my username just to spy and see what I was doing and what else I said hnngnhg).

So yeah, that and another little but diverse things made (have made) of the past 2 weeks sort of messy and miserable in a funny way, hahaha, you know, like the little things such as you’ve got soap on your hands and water runs out, etc. Nothing serious, but it still didn’t help OTL

So just like your PMs, because your AO3 comment was SO MEANINGFUL to me and an absolute treasure, I was trying to be back to my happy self before I replied. That’s why it took me like 10 days to reply! I’m so, so sorry!!! :(

ANYWAY I’M TALKING TOO MUCH AND I  JUST REPLIED ONE SENTENCE OF YOUR ASK AHAHAHA ah OTL

HI HELLO MY DEAREST BUDDY, HELLO!!!

It’s so so so SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO beautiful to hear from you again!!! I promise to get back to PMs soon so we can talk more often, but yes, it’s so nice and dear to see you around again. It makes me SO HAPPY to see you around, you have no idea. You’re a good friend to me and I value you a lot, so it makes me ECSTATIC to hear from you. Thank you so much for saying hello. ❤

I’m doing okay! I’ve healed really good. As said, just minor struggles like silly one-sided crushes and the soap on the hands, dammit, but that’s okay! I’m healed, there’s food in the fridge, I have my puppo doggo and my family, and life is pretty despite the little bumps in the way :3

What about you, my dear friend? Have you been well? Doing alright and sleeping nice?

Hooray for soon being done with exams!!! It hasn’t been THAT long since you dropped this ask, but are you done now? Or not yet? Either way, I wish you the BEST and greatest of success in your exams, buddy!! I know you’re going to do/did phenomenally FANTASTIC. It feels like you work very hard in what you do, so I have no doubts you’ll do great!! Sending you the MOST LUCKIEST AND MOST MAGICAL, HAPPIEST RACCOONIE VIBES FOR SUCCESS AND GOOD RESULTS!! (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

*mentions Corqi*

*INSTANTLY HIGH PITCHED SCREECH AND COMBUSTING AND EXPLODES*

“you made me read Croqi for the first time and wtf I love it”

*SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-

*EXPLODES*

*ASCENDS TO NINTH HEAVEN*

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*UNCONTROLLABLY SHORT CIRCUITING AND FLAILING ON THE GROUND*

BUDDY

I COULD GO ON REACTING AND SCREAMING FOR TEN PAGES MORE BECAUSE OF THE EXCITEMENT THAT WHAT YOU SAID MAKES ME FEEL, BUT I WOULD NEVER END GODDAMMIT, JUST KNOW- I’M NOWHERE NEAR YELLING ALL THAT I WANT TO YELL AND YOU CAN’T UNDERSTAND ALL THE SCREECHING I FEEL. YOU CAN’T IT’S SO MUCH. MY WHOLE SOUL IS SCREAMING AND SPASMING ON THE GROUND AND FLAILING LIKE ONE OF THOSE INFLATABLE FLAILING TUBE STICKMAN FIGURES KLASJD AGOIJASFLAKSJFA

*dROWNS*

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Aah, buddy!!!! I know I said it already over in AO3, but the fact that you decided to give Corqi a chance? With one of MY fics!?!?!?! IT’S SO WONDERFUL, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HYSTERICALLY HAPPY THAT MAKES ME KALSJDKALJF ;A;

Buddy, I have literally NO idea how to thank you enough or properly NO IDEA. Zero clue, I have no way on this earth to thank you enough or to let you know how excited all this makes me feel, aaah. Among Ruins specifically is a long story that can come off as boring to many, usually rarepairs do much better with short little ficlets to catch the attention. So the fact that you decided to give the pair a go with the longest fic there is for it? Holy celestial moogles, buddy, that is- so incredible, I have no way to put it in words.

Thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you. I know I may sound repetitive from what I said over in AO3, but really, the fact that you decided to give both the pairing and that specific fic a go jsut because I’ve been talking about it, thatmeans a lot to me, like you have no idea. I already had enough with not knowing how to thank you for the ko-fi, I’m entirely CLUELESS right now. Your support is really…mindblowing and doesn’t fit in my head. I’m not sure I’ve processed it at all, it’s truly mindblowing and leaves me speechless!!

Thank you. I can’t and won’t say it enough times so you feel it. Just thank you. For all your beautiful support. Thank you for giving Corqi and Among Ruins a chance, it really really means a LOT to me! I was very scared it would have poor reception, but it’s done good enough, and the fact that you started reading it and that you’re enjoying? It feels like one of the most exquisite victories I’ve had. I know it’s just fanfiction, but it’s still writing, it’s MY writing, and it means a lot to me that you gave it a chance…

:’)

Buddy, thank you so much. Your support is so huge, it doesn’t fit in my heart. I have no way to give you back all the mountain of love and support you’ve given me, I try but it just feels like every pebble I give you, you return as a mountain aaah!!

Thank you, thank you, thank you. I’m SO happy that you decided to give it a chance!! I have a lot of future plans for that fic, and I’m really excited to write it all, so it means a lot that you’re enjoying of it. :’)

Thank you so much for thinking I did well on the angst, too!! In all honesty I don’t think I made justice to chapter 6 at all, as it’s more a cinematographic in my head and I don’t think the way I put it into words was enough hnhngfnhfg, but it had a good reception so I’m very happy that you people could capture the sadness of the moment!!!

Thank you so much for your kind words. I’m happy I did well on the angst! It was basically the…core of the story? Like the roots. What gives sense tothe rest. So it was important to me that it turned out okay, and I’m happy you think it did. Thank you so much, it gives me so much confidence and makes me so happy

THANK YOU SO MUCH! ❤

Also, thank you lots for giving Corqi a chance!! I did say as half-a-joke half-a-statement that I was going to drown everyone in Corqi, I just didn’t think I would get to do it ahahaha! I’m happy you’re onto the ship now, though. It’s good to have you here!

I do hope to hear from you soon again, Purrrkwood, buddy!!! You’re a delight to read and a joy to talk with, I could never get tired of your presence. Gods, thank you so much for taking the time and effort of writing to me, you have no idea how happy you’ve made me. :’)

But anyways, that’s it, buddy!! Thanks a lot for everything again, and sorry it took me a while to answer!!

AND OF COURSE I’VE BEEN SENDING YOU THE MAGICAL VIBES!!! Even if I don’t answer straight away, I read my asks as soon as I see them there, and do pay attention. So you can bet all seven rings of my tail that I’ve been sending you SPONGEY SQUISHY MAGIC VIBES. Have they worked?

Even then, I do am gonna send more now because there’s something magical about seeing them written, sO HERE I GO

*FOCUSES*

I’M CHARGING UP.

HNN-

HNNNHGG….

STRESSFUL TIMES, HUH. THESE MEAN BULLIES. HOW DARE THEY APPEAR. 

I CAN’T MAKE THEM GO AWAY BUT I CAN EASE IT AND HELP SO THEY EVENTUALLY FADE SO HERE I GO.

I CHARGE UP.

MY SPECIAL VIBES THAT ARE SPECIFICALLY MADE FOR STRESSFUL TIMES.

MAGICAL MOON RACCOON SPARKLES, DELUXE SPECIAL EDITION, ANTI-STRESS VERSION 2.0

HNNHGNHGHG….

CHARGING….UP…..

C H A R G I N G    U P … .… …

ALL THE MOST MAGICAL

STRONGEST

MOST POWERFUL

SQUISHIEST

SPONGIEST

FLUFFIEST

MOST RINGED AND BOUNCY

BUBBLIEST

MOST JOYFUL

HAPPIEST, LUCKIEST

MOST

POWERFUL

RACCOON VIBES

A L L 

FOR

YOU

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*EXPLODES INTO A THOUSAND SNOWFLAKES*

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Aah…. I’m ded.

bUT THAT’S OKAY! I’ll recharge the magic later so don’t worry about the maccoonie! :D

I just hope the stressful times can ease and calm down, buddy!!! You deserve happy and good times. I hope school treats you nicely, and life even better. Sending you all the magic not just for luck and success, but also they contain all the raccoonie love this maccoonie feels for you, so I hope that if it fixes nothing, you can at least cheer up!

If you need more magic, you tell me, okay, buddy!? (ﾉ´ヮ`)ﾉ

Lots of hugs back to you!! All the squishy, fluffy raccoonie snuggles, have them askldjalkfj, ALL OF THEM aaah!

I hope you’re having a BEAUTIFUL day or night, buddy! Thanks a lot for everything, and lots of hugs back to you!! ( ´ ▽ ` )

[scriptshrink]

Tardive Dyskinesia Masterpost

I've had two people ask for an indepth post on this, so get ready for an infodump! 

What is Tardive Dyskinesia?

Tardive dyskinesia (aka TD) is a disorder where people develop uncontrollable repetitive movements / tics. It is caused by long-term use of neuroleptic drugs, most notably antipsychotics.

These symptoms usually appear after 1-2 years of taking antipsychotics continuously, and it almost never appears before 3 months.

What makes TD so serious is that it’s pretty much permanent, even if you stop taking the medication that caused it. 

What does TD actually look like?

There are a couple of different kind of movements that your character could have:

Facial & oral movements (which are by far the most common)

Facial expressions (Frowning, blinking, smiling, grimacing)

Lips (Puckering, pouting, smacking)

Jaw (Biting, clenching, chewing, mouth opening, lateral movement)

Tongue (Darting in and out of mouth)

Extremity movements

Upper (arms, wrists, hands, fingers)

Lower (legs, knees, ankles, feet)

Trunk movements (Neck, shoulders, and hips)

Rocking, twisting, squirming, pelvic gyrations

Check out this video for some examples! (Note - there is a full description of this video behind the jump at the end of this post. Feel free to use the way I describe the movements in your own writing!).

While TD is usually pretty noticeable, it can be subtle in the early stages (note the lip puckering in #5 and the cheek muscle in #7 in the video above).

Symptoms of TD get worse when the person is more emotional, and they mostly disappear when the person is asleep.

What causes TD?

The current theory is that TD is caused by a dopamine blockade at the D2 receptors, which causes a compensatory supersensitivity to dopamine.

I know I’ve lost you. Hell, a few months ago I would have been lost too! 

So I have a story that will (hopefully) clear things up a little.

Reece has just gotten a new roommate, Anne. This is a pretty sweet deal for Reece, as he gets to save money and thus overall improve his quality of life.

However, it soon becomes clear that Reece and Anne aren’t a good fit. Anne is a bit of a slob and doesn’t do chores.

While he at first tidied up after her, Reece eventually can’t take it anymore. He confronts Anne, and she doesn’t take it well. She tells him that she’s not going to change, and that if her messiness bothers him, he should just clean up her messes for her.

After this conversation, Reece and Anne are no longer on friendly terms with one another, and now resent each other so much that they’ll never be able to be friends again. 

Now, the little things that Reece used to let slide (like leaving dishes in the sink) become grounds for a screaming argument. He has become supersensitive to the things Anne does, and the slightest thing can activate his rage. The longer Reece lives with Anne, the worse things are going to get.

Reece eventually kicks Anne out and tries to find a new roommate. However, Reece’s normal state now is that of being supersensitive; even though Anne is gone, he’s still wary of future roommates, just in case they’re going to be like Anne. Reece becomes so intolerant of messiness that he’ll even yell at his friends and family if they so much as track a tiny bit of mud into the house or leave a cup on the table. 

After living with Anne, Reese’s low tolerance for messiness never goes away.

Reese is your D2 Receptors and Anne is an antipsychotic. The “messes” Reese cleans up is dopamine. Reese’s permanent low tolerance for messiness is compensatory supersensitivity to dopamine. The angry outbursts whenever Reese has to deal with messes are what cause tardive dyskinesia.

Risk Factors

There are a number of factors that can increase the risk of developing TD, but the most important one is how old the character is. Elderly people are ~3 times more likely than younger people to develop TD.

Another big risk factor is what medication your character is taking, as well as how big a dosage it is.

Older antipsychotics (aka typical antipsychotics) like haliperidol (Haldol) and chlorpromazine (Thorazine) are associated with high rates of causing TD. While generally atypical antipsychotics don’t cause TD at anywhere near the same rate, using a high enough dose of an atypical antipsychotic means that it actually becomes just as likely to cause TD as a typical one.

Note: One atypical antipsychotic, Clozapine, is notable for its extremely low rate of causing TD (it’s so low that it’s at the point that many researchers describe it as never causing TD). However, it has a potentially deadly side effect that requires getting regular blood tests as long as you take it. As such, it’s not frequently prescribed unless other antipsychotics aren’t working or someone already has TD and they’re trying to keep it from progressing.

Why are typical and atypical antipsychotics different? 

The fancy psych answer is that typical antipsychotics have high affinity for dopamine D2 receptors, and atypical antipsychotics not only have a lower affinity to those receptors, but they also work on serotonin receptors.

WTF does that mean? Well, let’s go back to the roommate analogy!

A typical antipsychotic is like having a roommate that rarely leaves the house. It’s a lot easier to get overwhelmed by their messiness, because they’re constantly there creating it.

An atypical antipsychotic is like having a roommate that has a significant other and stays over at their place half of the time. It’s still possible to end up with a bad roommate, but because they're not always around, it’s not as likely you’ll reach that point of no return.

What treatments are available? 

CW: brief suicide mention

There is no cure for tardive dyskinesia once it develops. Taking someone off the antipsychotic quickly can prevent TD from getting worse, but that can result in a relapse of the symptoms that necessitated taking the antipsychotic in the first place. Your character may need to be switched to a different medication that has a lower rate of causing TD (see Clozapine above).

There are some ways to manage symptoms once they’ve developed:

Valbenazine is a brand-spanking-new drug that was only approved a few months ago! It’s really promising, and doesn’t seem to have that many side effects.

Tetrabenazine - this was traditionally used to treat TD, but it can have some serious side effects and can increase the risk of suicide.

There are other medications, but they seem to have mixed support as to their efficacy.

Also, interestingly, if someone has smaller, simple, more localized movements (think the cheek movements in #7 in the video), botox can actually be used to paralyze the affected muscle.

Why bother writing about this?

Well, it adds an element of realism to a character who’s taking antipsychotics. Even if you don’t want your character to develop tardive dyskinesia, it could be something your character worries about while taking the drugs, or even be given as a reason they don’t want to take them!

It’s the kind of detail that the Shrink never sees addressed in media, and I’ll automatically give bonus points to anything that includes a detail like this.

Disclaimer

A full description of the earlier video is after the jump.

A brief series of videos of different people exhibiting the symptoms of tardive dyskinesia. Each is numbered, and the bottom text reads “AIMSDVD.com”. There is no audio.

1: An elderly woman working her jaw up and down (as well as back and forth) as if chewing in an exaggerated way. After a few seconds, she begins opening her mouth and moving her tongue while her head nods diagonally.

2: A middle-aged woman with her mouth open is repeatedly tapping the fingers of her right hand against her right thumb. The video soon zooms in on her face, revealing that she is making chewing motions with her jaw and puffing out her cheeks.

5: A young woman periodically puckers her lips slightly, sometimes alternating with a twitching of a muscle in her left cheek, as if she were about to smile. These movements are much more subtle than the previous cases showed.

7: A middle-aged man has a barely noticeable rippling movement along the very edge of the left part of his face (from beneath his ear to where it borders the jaw). A circle is overlaid to highlight the movement.

6: An elderly man’s entire head is involved in a diagonal movement, as if he is shaking his head “no” at an incline. He is also repeatedly smacking his lips.