#tattoo post from march going around rn

[saltchurch]

listen. sam is the one with all the hbo sigil tattoos dean has like. 4. and they're john and mary knuckle tats, MOM in a heart with an arrow through it, antipossession symbol, and a teardrop face tat he got when he was like 18 that has faded into the dullest shade of greenbrown you've ever seen

[mushiewrites]

Hi Mushie! <3

I saw you rb'd a post about anons sending you questions so I am sending you some questions... except Im not on anon :P

If you don't feel like answering (all of) these thats completely fine too!! These were just off the top of my head! (Btw sorry for how long this ask is, you can't put readmore's in asks sadly)

1. What would you say is your fav color/ are your top three fav colors?

2. Sunrises or sunsets?

3. Fav animals as a kid vs now?

4. Current fav song if you have one atm/ how often do you listen to music?

5. Do you like to sing?

6. What do you like most about your art? What got you into drawing?

7. Whats the best season/weather?

8. Do you like thunderstorms? Do you like snow?

9. Do you have plants? If yes, how many?

10. Did you drink enough water today? If no, drink some rn this is a threath!

Juno 💗🥺 I love long asks so no need to apologize! For whatever reason mobile also doesn’t ever let me do the “read more” thingy so, I’m used to it 😂 The questions are a welcoming distraction so thank you, I appreciate you so much 😭

1. Okay my all time favorite color is like a teal blue-green? Like if you look up “blue green crayola crayon” that’s my favorite 😂 But second and third favs would have to be probably lavender and mint green maybe? Black also tbh

2. I am literally obsessed with the sky at any time of day, but I prefer evening / nights. I love cotton candy sunsets and starry nights ✨

3. When I was little I think it went in order from giraffe to elephants to wolves to cows to sharks to orcas….I still love all of them now but I’d say cats, orcas and sharks are my top 3. I have tattoos of an orca and a cat, I’m gonna get one of a shark too! (*an extra bit of mushie lore: I have a half sleeve on my left forearm that’s just all animals so rn I have the cat and orca, a moth, and a snake! My next one is gonna be the shark for sure)

4. OOF music related questions. More ~mushie lore~, I was a music nerd. I was in band, choir, advanced choir, music theory, marching band, theatre…..etc. I also was a music major in college 😬 So you can imagine how often I’m surrounded by music. I listen to it every single day, I don’t know how people go without it. I’d say right now, I’m currently just listening to Sabrina Carpenters new album “emails I can’t send” on repeat. But from THAT album, I’d say “because I liked a boy” OR “how many things” are the two I listen to the most! All time fav song…..that is genuinely so hard to pick but maybe “I love you” by Billie Eilish bc it always hurts me in the best way

5. I do be singing literally daily 😂 I used to get leads in musicals and stuff but I also don’t think I’m very good. BUT that being said I’ve had multiple people try and make me audition for shows like the x factor lmfao so do whatever you’d like with that information

6. So at the moment I’m not really sure there’s anything I like about my art. I’m kind of in a funk where I think everything I do just isn’t really that good. Which is dumb and not true! Because I know that I’ve been proud of things I’ve made. But yeah…I’m not sure. How I got into art was actually through my dad. He would always have canvases at his house and he would always encourage me to create stuff. So when I was younger and throughout like grade school I was really good, I was in advanced art classes and groups and in art shows and all that. But I kind of got out of it for a bit and just started up again in 2020. And I’m definitely more of a painter now, although I have been mainly drawing to try and get skill back

7. best season hands down is autumn. My favorite weather is stormy and cloudy, a little chilly so I can just wear a big sweater or hoodie and feel nice and cozy

8. Oop, I kind of answered the thunderstorm question. As for snow…..not really. I think it’s beautiful to look at and I love when it’s cold outside, but I don’t like being outside in it or driving in it

9. I have HELLA plants. Except they’re all fake 😎 I have probably around 20-30 in my room, I have an issue

10. It’s 9AM but I haven’t slept in like 36 hours so I don’t know what counts as today and what doesn’t….I have coffee currently and I have water!

Juno you are a lovely human and I am so grateful to have you in my inbox 💗

[orange-positivity]

Hi, I'm an Asian with very little background of Slovenian politics - could you please help me understand the situation on the ground and how's it come about?

Hi! I'm not the best with politics but I'll try my best

I'll first do a run through and then I'll put in bold what's happening right now but before I start, the main thing right now is that they want to shut down independent media

Just putting this first because it's the most important, okay now for the run through

Pretty much our former prime minister, Marjan Šarec resigned and so Janez Janša was elected by the National assembly in March, which is also when the coronavirus outbreak started in Slovenia. Now a lot of shit went on while we were in lockdown and I honestly can't tell you much about that because I wasn't really following politics at the time, but there was a thing with ordering unsuitable masks and respirators and also during the whole corona crisis, they tried to pass laws completely unrelated to the epidemic (because they knew all media attention was on the virus). Janez Janša and his political party (SDS) are also very right wing and corrupt (Janša actually went to jail for corruption a few years back)(he's also good friends with Orban, the Hungarian prime minister and I think he [Janša] owes him [Orban] some money?) and there were just a lot of allegations of corruption flying around during that time as well as bribing other parties into teaming up SDS to form the government (members of the parties who connected with SDS got promotions and raises). The government also gave themselves the highest paycheck possible, but they offered very little financial support to small businesses during the lockdown (as far as I know, the only thing small businesses got was that they can pay their taxes with a delay or something?). They also passed an amendment against the conservation of nature, but thankfully that's been put on hold by the constitutional court.

That was lockdown and the protests started in early April with people banging their pots and pans on the balcony. In late April, the bike protests started. So every Friday, people would ride their bikes on the streets around the parliament. There was a lot of shit with the police at the beginning, putting up fences on our protesting space for no good reason and writing people up or arresting them for BS. At this point I'd like to say that the protesters have never gotten violent. The most "violent" thing they did was throw massive paper airplanes across the fence.

But I feel like shit really hit the fan on the 24th of June. For context, 25th of June is Slovenian independence day.

So Slovenian Antifa organized an anti celebration on Prešeren square in Ljubljana (Slovenian capital) on the 24th, as to say "we don't support this government and what it's doing to our country". That's when the Nazis roll in. They saw what the antifa was trying to do and they said "okay, we'll go to Prešeren square as well as to show our support to the government". There were about 50 of them and they were all wearing neon yellow vests (no correlation with the Yellow Vests movement in France btw - they just stole their symbolism). Some (I think 11) of those "Yellow Vests" had Nazi tattoos and some of them were identified by other people as active members of the Slovenian neonazi group called Blood&Honour.

On the 24th, the police also put fences around half of Ljubljana city centre. People couldn't get to their homes, cars, bikes because the police wouldn't let them through... They [the police] did that so that the government officials could have their own private independence day celebration (on the Congress square which is about 200m from Prešeren square) without having to listen or look at the protesters.

After that, the nazis came to three more protests before deciding to "leave us alone" by mixing into our crowd (their words not mine), taking pictures of us and trying to expose us on their twitter account (@/RJopici). They call this "yellow monitoring" and they said they specifically target middle aged people employed in the public sector, NGOs and or on RTV (RTV is radio television Slovenia basically like the BBC)

What's happening right now

Janša is pushing to shut down RTV (the biggest independent media house in Slovenia). He says it's a leech to the Slovenian budget and not even necessary (because most of his voters watch Nova 24 TV anyway which is Janša's TV company and it's basically like the Fox news). Shutting down independent media is simply unacceptable. Hungary and Serbia already shut down most (if not all?) independent media and idk about Poland? But Janša looks up to those countries and wants Slovenia to be like them. So yeah, Janša and SDS are pushing to shut RTV down entirely or at least cut its funding. This on it's own is a bad thing, but it's really put in perspective when you see just how shitty and biased the reporting of politically owned media like Nova 24 or Planet TV is. They lie and turn everything around to cater to their agenda.

The other thing that's happening is we have an increased number of corona cases. We were down to only 6 active cases so the borders opened and a lot of Slovenians went to Croatia (which is a popular tourist destination for like most of Slovenians). So people brought in new cases from abroad and as of 25.7. we have 241 active cases (which isn't a lot compared to other countries but we are pretty small). Despite that, the government still doesn't want to shut down the borders again or at least put Croatia on the red list because putting Croatia on the red list would mean people returning from there would have to go into a two week self isolation period and that would mean people would be discouraged to travel to Croatia, obviously. But I'm pretty sure our government gets a share of the money Croatia makes from Slovenian tourists, which is why they don't want to restrict travel to Croatia just yet. Probably once the tourist season is over, they will restrict travel immediately.

Instead Nova 24 TV is blaming the protesters for the rise of infection numbers, which isn't true. If the new infections were in fact caused by the protesters, then Ljubljana would be the epicenter of the epidemic (since that's where the biggest protests are), but as of right now, Hrastnik is actually the epicenter and Hrastnik is in a whole different region than Ljubljana.

There's also now talk about stepping away from the Istanbul convention (just like Poland did) - but right now it's just some of the right wing politicians tweeting about it. As far as I know, Janša's government is also looking to privatize healthcare (rn we have free public healthcare). Obviously they won't do that in the middle of the epidemic, but it's one of their interests.

That's not even counting all the racists, xenophobic, homophobic, transphobic and misogynistic comments our politicians make on twitter daily.

Oh and if you're wondering where our president (Borut Pahor) is amidst all of this, he's posting selfies on Instagram and refusing to acknowledge the situation at all.

TLDR: our government is corrupt and wants to shut down independent media and just all in all make our country more like Poland or Hungary and people aren't happy with that

If anyone is from Slovenia, feel free to fill this in if I've missed anything or got anything wrong

[pipsqueakparker]

2020 20 Q’s

thank you for tagging me @thehoneyedhufflepuff & @neck-mole!!!

1. Do you make your bed? very rarely. i make it when i do a Big Clean of my room, or like just feel like it. But,,, very rarely. 

2. Favorite number? 23

3. What’s your job? i work in logistics/processing for NYPL (and Brooklyn libraries) and i work a retail store that sells boxes and closets

4. If I could would I go back to school? i’m in library school rn and i only lowkey regret it. the thing is, i love learning, and i love being in classes, but fuck i hate school

5. Can you parallel park? that was like the one thing about the driver’s test i was really good at - i’m not confident i could actually do it today, but i did pass that section and did not fuck it up when i practiced (have not done it since said drivers test tho) 

6. A job people would be surprised I had? uh,,,, i worked an after school program for pre-k - 3rd grade - idk if y’all would be surprised at that, but i know a lot of people including my family and close friends were surprised when i applied/told them i got it bc i have a known history of not enjoying spending time with children (but i have a greater desire for money and it was a private school) 

7. Do you think Aliens are real? absolutely you can’t convince me they’re not

8. Can you drive a standard car? oui, i don’t get to often thanks to NYC but i can

9. What’s your guilty pleasure? watching trashy reality tv or tiktok/vine compilations on youtube? eating ice cream? (maybe that one’s just a regretful pleasure) 

10. Tattoos? i currently have seven. i have ‘cur non?’ on my right forearm, which was my first tattoo, and the result of a mixture of my Hamilton phase and a re-emerging love for the Marquis de Lafayette (who i had a thing for when i was a kid but totally forgot until i got obsessed with hamilton and remembered all the books i read about him lmao), on my left upper forearm i have a purple ribbon/butterfly (like, the ribbon is the body of the butterfly and it’s got lil wings) that i got the summer my mum was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer & its currently the only matching tat i have with anyone ‘cause my sister also got a ribbon tattoo that day, then right next to that right before sr year finals i got ‘you got this’ in my mum’s handwriting from a note she sent me right before finals sophomore year, on my left wrist i have a pill & and a milk carton with an x on it that were designed by my then-friend and that i thought were really cute ‘reminder tattoos’ ‘cause i have daily medication and had just found out i was lactose intolerant, on my left shoulder i have ‘if you’re not afraid you’re not alive’ in one of my best friend’s handwriting which is a quote from tuck everlasting, which was i think the first broadway show we saw together and really the first Show That She Loved that she got to share with me in that way, and most recently (aka two days ago) i got simon’s wings and tail on the outside of my right forearm, designed by @neck-mole & built on by my new favorite tattoo artist - uh, there’s a whole post on that if you wanna know all the meaning behind it lmao. and the next two immediate ones i know i wanna do: vampire teeth/mouth on my thigh (matching tat with my roommate) & my lifelong best friend’s initials somewhere on my body to honor her. ALSO, it didn’t ask for this but anï put it so i will, too, cause why not. i have my ears and my nose pierced (on the right side), and i used to have a monroe and i really miss it. 

11. Favorite color? green

12. Things people do that drive you crazy? exist? no, uh. i think just general ignorance really gets to me especially working retail, like customers that ask the absolutely dumbest shit and by that i mean “do you take this completely different store’s coupon?” or just generally not accepting what i tell them especially when they’re a-okay when one of my male co-workers comes over and says the exact same thing. but just. i don’t do well with people that are ignorant and just continue to be on purpose. also when people walk around you but then once they’re in front of you they’re so slow. and people that walk down or up the wrong side of the stairs - IN ALL AREAS OF LIFE JUST FUCKING KEEP TO THE RIGHT MY GUY. 

13. Any Phobias? hahahah. a lot. spiders, the dark (i’m getting a bit better with that one), snakes, escalators (i’ll deal and use them anyway ‘cause i’m lazy but my heart rate spikes) to name a few. 

14. Favorite childhood sport? uhm, i never really played sports? i did marching band in high school, which does count fucking fight me, but nothing before that. i always wanted to play soccer? but i’ve had this thing with my knee/calf my whole life so i never actually ended up playing except like in my friend’s backyard sometimes? 

15. Do you talk to yourself? oh, yeah, definitely. i will frequently direct it at something whether its my computer, baz, my cat, or whatever is nearby, but yeah. 

16. What movie do you adore? a lot. uhm, national treasure is unironically one of my all-time favorite movies, Hercules is a fucking bop and a half beginning to end and i watch it frequently, i love love Big Hero 6, honeslty the list goes on i love a lot of movies.

17. Do you like doing puzzles? yes!!! i don’t do them often, but i love puzzles!!! i used to do them all the time with my mamaw, ‘cause she often just had a table that we’d put it on and work on it when i was over and i love that shit. i want a puzzle table. 

18. Favorite type of music? lagjowa anything. i listen to anything from broadway musical soundtracks to alternative/emo/goth to R&B, if i vibe with it i like it yknow. which surprises a lot of people, ‘cause i think most frequently i do just fall to listening to a soundtrack or pop or something closer to the alt-pop side, but like honestly. theres not a lot that i’ll be like “nah, change it” 

19. Tea or coffee? coffee. i don’t drink either that often, but i really really don’t like tea. 

20. The first thing you remember you wanted to be when you grew up? i think a vet. at some point i wanted to be a lawyer, yes because of legally blonde. and a teacher. 

uh and i’m probably supposed to tag 20 people but i’m just gonna tag a few and i’m not sure if they’ve been tagged but here we go: @icarus-n-flames @krisrix @warriorbeeofthesea @vkelleyart

[badstoriesaboutgoodpeople]

Amnesia

AN: Hey! This is the first fanfic I’ve written in years, so please be nice to me lol. It’s based on the song Amnesia by 5sos, basically I wrote about Tyler breaking up with his girlfriend to move to Dallas, and of course I also wrote their eventual reunion. It’s really cheesy and I kinda hate it, but that’s ok. I hope you guys enjoy it because I read a lot of fanfics and I know how frustrating it is to read poorly written/boring work. Also I know I said this was going up on the 8th but I didn’t really want to wait because I have my Jujhar Khaira fic to post, I just posted something about PLD on my ao3, I’m in the middle of writing another fic about Tyler, and I have fics planned for draisaitl and mcdavid.

Warnings: none really, it’s sad for a bit but then it’s fluffy

You got home from work to find Tyler sitting on your couch, which wasn't an uncommon sight. You'd given him a key to your apartment when you'd moved in, and he'd often come over to watch movies after a game, or come help you make dinner when he had nothing better to do. You’d been dating for a few years, you got together before his NHL debut. What was uncommon about seeing him sitting there were the tears on his face.

"Tyler, what's wrong?" you asked, placing your purse on the ground and kicking off your heels before walking over to sit next to him on the couch. He didn't respond, he merely buried his face in your neck and continued crying.

"Ty, hun, tell me what has you so upset."

"I'm leaving."

"What do you mean you're leaving Ty, what's going on?"

"I got traded Y/N, I'm moving to Dallas."You sat there stunned, not knowing how to respond. You felt your eyes water at the thought of being without him, but you knew you couldn't let yourself be upset right now, Ty needed you to be strong. You feel his arms squeeze you tighter, and you were forced back to reality.

"What are we gonna do Y/N, you just got a promotion, you can't leave."

"We can try to make it work Ty..... we can Skype every night?" you offered, knowing this wasn't a solution, but not wanting to think about the reality of what would likely end up happening to your relationship.

"Y/N..... you know how busy I'll be, there's no way we would be able to make that work," Ty said while sniffling.

"I know, I just can't imagine being without you Ty. I'm happy for you though, maybe a fresh start will be good for you. You're a great player, Dallas is lucky to have you."

You spent the rest of the night in each other's arms, fearing what would happen once you let go.

Three Years Later

You were driving home from work one day, and you passed the restaurant Tyler and you used to frequent after he'd won a game, remembering the nights you spent there together with the rest of his team celebrating.

I thought about our last kiss, how it felt, the way you tasted

You thought back to the last time you kissed Tyler, in the airport before his flight to Dallas. He tasted like his favourite peppermint gum, and his lips felt soft and familiar against yours. You had agreed to break up before he left and he got a girlfriend shortly after his arrival, so the few times you'd been able to make it to Dallas to visit him, you weren't able to kiss him, and it's something you missed dearly.

Even though your friends tell me you're doing fine, are you somewhere feeling lonely when though she's right beside you?

You had made friends with some of Tyler's teammates the few times you'd travelled to Dallas, and you made a point to text Jaime regularly to make sure Tyler was doing alright. You still talk to Ty, but knowing him he won't tell you if anything is wrong. You still wonder if he's hiding something, but you have to tell myself there's nothing else you can do.

If what we had was real, how could you be fine? 'Cause I'm not fine at all

You haven't been able to find a date since Tyler left, knowing nobody would be able to fill the void that Ty left. It wouldn't be fair to date someone when you’re still pining after your first love who now lives almost 2,000 miles away. You tried dating apps and even blind dates set up by your friends, but they all fell short compared to what you'd had with Ty. You still wonder how he managed to find someone just months after moving to Dallas, how he was able to get over the years you had together so quickly.

I wish that I could wake up with amnesia, and forget about the stupid little things, like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you.

The first few months of sleeping alone had been torture. You'd become so used to falling asleep next to him that you found it impossible to sleep without him. No amount of pillows could replicate the feeling of him next to you, snoring quietly and occasionally mumbling in his sleep. You would often lay awake at night wondering what your life would be like if you had fought harder to keep him with you. You think about what would've happened if you'd quit your job and moved to Dallas with him. Truthfully you still do think about it, when you can't sleep or when you sit alone at my desk at work eating lunch.

October

One day your boss called you into his office, with a proposal. He told you they're planning on opening a new location in the south, and that they'd love to have you there working for them. You swore you misheard him because it sounded like he just said it will be in Dallas. You immediately took the offer, willing to take any opportunity you had to get closer to Tyler after three years without him in your life. You pulled out your phone to text Jaime once you returned to your desk.

Y/N: hey uh weird question but do u know if ty is single rn?

J: he's painfully single, he complains about it every chance he gets

Y/N: on a scale from 1-10 how happy do u think he'd be if he found out I'm moving to dallas for work

J: probably a 10 tbh, he misses you more than he'd like to admit

Y/N: I'm planning on surprising him will u help me? make sure he doesn't find out I'm moving!!

J: will do, look forward to seeing ur stupid face again

You also texted Ty, and begin laying the foundation for your surprise.

Y/N: hey ty, i know i said id try to make it to dallas for ur bday but I'm getting really busy at work rn :( my boss says it doesn't look like ill be able to get time off until march. i promise ill come down then, I'm really sorry i won't be there for ur bday

T:Hey! No worries Y/N, I understand. I look forward to seeing you in march :)

January 28th

You arrived in Dallas two weeks ago, and avoiding Ty had been pure agony. You met up with Jaime and a few of the other guys for dinner, getting all the updates on their lives and Tyler's. You found out he has three dogs now, and you must say you're not surprised. Tyler and you were going to adopt a puppy but then he got traded, and you knew it was only a matter of time before he finally got one. You decide to text him to put the finishing touches on your surprise.

Y/N: hey stranger!! I sent u a bday gift, it should hopefully arrive sometime soon :D

T: aw thx, you know you didn't have to get me anything

Y/N: hey, i had to make up for missing ur bday somehow. I hope you like it!

T: ill love anything you picked out for me :)

Y/N: oh shut up XD

You decided his "gift" is going to arrive on the 30th, considering you wanted to be with him on his birthday, plus you didn't know how much longer you could wait to see him. You texted Jaime and tell him to make sure Tyler doesn't have any plans that day, and you went to  buy some balloons. You bought some green and white ones for Dallas, and some yellow and black just for good measure. You squished them in my car and drive back to your apartment buzzing with excitement.

January 30th

You woke up an hour before your alarm was set, unable to contain your excitement. It was only 8AM, but you decided to text Tyler to let him know his "gift" would be arriving soon.

Y/N:hey ty, just checked the tracking and it says ur gift should arrive this afternoon

T:ooooh any hints?

Y/N:no!! be paaaaaaatient

T: but that's no fun :(

You smiled as you set your phone down and began to get ready. As 1PM rolled around you could hardly contain your excitement anymore. You still felt a slight bit of anxiety, worrying Tyler won't be as happy to see you as you were hoping he'd be. You heard your phone buzz, and see a text from Jaime.

J: hurry up and go take back your bf, if i have to hear him bitch about being lonely one more time i s2g ill scoop my own brain out w a spoon

Y/N:stop being so dramatic I'm just about to leave

You gathered the balloons and the gift bag containing some snacks from back home in Boston, a card from all his friends, and a nice watch you'd picked out for him. You glanced at yourself in the mirror and took a deep breath as you walked out the door of your apartment.

You soon find yourself in his driveway, and you could barely contain yourself as you got the balloons out. You slowly walked up to the door, unable to believe what you were about to do. You knocked loudly, and heard a dog begin to bark.

You heard a familiar voice shout, "Gerry! Be quiet! It's just the mailman for god's sake," and hear footsteps approaching.

You felt a huge smile form on your face as Tyler opened the door and was greeted with a face all of balloons.

"Surprise!" you yelled, feeling what you assume was Gerry jumping all over you.

".......Y/N? What are you doing here? I thought you couldn't get time off?" Tyler said in disbelief, and you felt two strong arms wrap around your shoulders and squeeze you tight.

"That may have been a lie...." you said sheepishly, handing him the balloons and gift bag. He looked so much different than the scrawny boy that left Boston, now sporting a full beard and tattooed arms. You took a moment to savour being around him again, before he ushered you inside.

"So how are you? I feel like I haven't talked to you in forever?" you asked, sitting down on a large couch in his well decorated family room.

"You literally texted me this morning," he replied, sitting beside you while the other two dogs attempted to climb over him to come say hi.

"Don't be a smartass, you know what I mean. We haven't had a proper conversation since before the season started."

"Things have been great. I love it here, the weather is so much better than Boston. The guys here are awesome, the chemistry we have as a team is amazing. I still miss home though, those guys will always be my family. I miss you too, you know. I tried to replace you but I just couldn't. Hell, I bought three dogs and even that didn't work. You're clearly pretty special Y/N, if even three cute labs can't replace you," said Tyler, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. It hit you then that you had to tell him you weren’t leaving, that you could finally be together again.

"Hey, you gotta open your present, I traveled a long way to deliver it personally," you joked, handing him the gift bag. You watched his eyes light up as he saw the snacks, and a large smile form when he read what his former teammates wrote for him. You told him you can return the watch if he doesn't like it, but he insisted he loves it. You laid on the couch for a bit, and you could tell he wanted to get closer to you but won't.

After a while he asked, "Hey Y/N, how long are you in town for?"

"Well I was gonna wait to give you the last bit of your surprise but since you asked I guess I can tell you. I moved here, Ty. I've been here for two weeks. The company is opening a location here and they wanted me to come work here. Once they told me it was in Dallas I couldn't resist."

You watched a look of realization develop on his face, and the next thing you knew his lips were against yours. They were just as soft as you remembered them, and he still tasted like peppermint. Without saying a word you felt him pick you up.

"Tyler what are you doing?!" I shriek as he begins walking somewhere.

"Making up for the three years I spent without you," he explains as he carried you down the hall towards his bedroom.

[jenthehenrn]

STEAK

This is a work of fiction.

I'm a registered nurse who works at the Critical Care Unit of a busy level II trauma hospital in the Southwest. My typical shift starts at 1900 in the evening to 0700 in the morning and my typical "customers" are a motley sort:  "Homie" drop-offs (wounded gang members dumped right at the ER curb by their "friends") with gunshot wounds fixed with chest tubes and vacuums draining their lungs. Nursing home elderlies, neglected and festering deep in sores and feces. Frothy overdoses, mangled motor vehicle accidents, cardiac arrests, alcohol withdrawals, schizophrenic wig-outs, customer service complaints…you get it.

A bruised and nervous woman staggered into the ER. This wasn't the first time she showed up in the odd hours of the night. She would check with complaints of various sorts. A head bump. A twisted arm. A broken tooth. A stubbed toe. And on cue, her sobered husband would show up hours later demanding to see her. And once he was by her side he would hover on her every word. Coddle her. Taunt the staff. Raid the patient food fridge. Then he would demand they leave for home....only for her to return a few evenings later.

It was a pitiful cycle of spousal abuse and we did everything we could to get her to press charges. We left post it notes as she went to the bathroom, dropped cues in our conversations with her, arranged numerous social services consults, and even tried to isolate her from the husband. But she denied the signs, brushed off the police, and clung to her husband like a prince. And the more she kept coming back, the more pissed off we became. Our hands were tied.

I was on shift when she came in with a chief complaint of a sore throat this time. Wide red bruises wrapped around her neck; the telltale signs of manual strangulation. Unlike her previous visits, Dr. O'Neill (a young female resident) decided to admit her in the hospital for a day or two.

The husband exploded. "The fuck she's not staying in here!"

"Strangulation to the neck causes throat swelling and an increased risk for suffocation. We'll b treating her with steroids and monitoring her should the swelling get worse."

"She's stupid and clumsy, yo! She fell and hit the counter. That's what she did!"

"That doesn't match the injuries to her neck."

"Bullshit, she's fine!"

Dr. Stevens, lead doctor of the ER, approached the couple and tapped Dr. O’Neill by the shoulder. "There's an old lady with a head lac in gurney five. I'll take over."

Dr. O’Neill sighed, shaken but relieved. She took the chart from his hands and marched to the next exam room. But not before shooting a sarcastic gaze: good luck with this one.

The lead doctor smiled at the couple and introduced himself with a chirpy voice. "I'm Dr. Stevens, I'll be taking over your wife's case." Dr. Stevens had recognized the wife numerous times but never treated her. Until now.

"Finally! A real doctor,” the husband scoffed.

Dr. Stevens held out a cup of water and some Tylenol. "First of all, you're cranky and I'm hearing you're having a headache. I want you to take this and get that taken care of."

The husband snatched them with a swig and a gulp.

"Now that I've introduced myself, can you tell me what's going on?"

"Yeah," the husband interjected. "She fell on the floor and her sweater got wrapped up in her neck. That bitch doctor wants to keep her here. I ain't paying bills for that."

The doctor stroked his beard for a moment. Then he turned to the silent wife. Her head was bowed under her hoodie.

"Is this true?"

She feebly nodded. Or tried to.

"I can't hear you."

"Yes," she said hoarsely.

"Oh good. You can talk."

"Yeah, cause she won't shut up," the husband berated her. "Next time, you listen exactly what I say, babe. Or this shit happens again."

"Why! You're exactly right!" Dr. Stevens chimed in. Then he sternly turned to the wife. "Listen closely. All of this can be avoided if you serve your husband what he wants. Just imagine the trouble you're putting your husband in! A good wife should stay put, keep the house tidy, and get him a whiskey and some nice juicy steak after a long day's work. Every single night. No exceptions."

"Ha! That's fucking right. You hear that? Babe. Every night," he boasted. "We can go, right?"

"Certainly. We can't legally hold you against your will. One of the nurses will hand your wife an AMA form. Have her sign and you'll be on your way. Here's your script for a steroid and throat spray you can take to any pharmacy."

"Awesome," he sneered.

On cue, I printed up the AMA form and script and headed to their gurney, only to find the husband exit the ER with his wife in tow and her medication scripts in the trash. I marched up to Dr. Stevens at his desk, fuming.

"Ornery?" he calmly noted the anger across my face.  

"'A good wife should stay put'. What the hell was that about?"

"She's been here seven times. Patients like her, you give them what they want. Not what they need to hear."

"You just gave her a death sentence! He'll kill her."

"We'll see," he shrugged, grabbing the next chart.

Weeks passed. Months passed. The wife never returned. I started to worry but the endless flood of patients each night kept me distracted. In time I forgot about her.

Then I saw her, back in the ER. But she was different this time. I didn't recognize her at first. She had an upright posture. She had blush and lipstick on. She was colorfully dressed. Not a single scratch or bruise was on her. She sat next to a gurney where an unconcious unruly man was covered in tubes and machines.

I overheard a conversation between his nurse and Dr. Stevens:

"32 year old male alcoholic found unconscious and not breathing at home by his wife. Unknown down time. CPR was initiated on the field. ROSC achieved in 30 minutes. GCS 3. Hasn't moved at all."

"Any reflexes?" Dr. Steven’s asked.

"Absent. Brain CT's crap. Ammonia level's 280. Liver is toasted. His wife is over there. Says he's been taking Tylenol for headaches."

Holy shit, it was the husband! I stared at the bloated guy on the gurney. His face puffed, his skin yellowed, and he had a rounded protruding belly. He didn't look anything like her husband except those women tattoos I remembered on his arm.

Dr. Stevens made his way to the gurney. "Ma'am, I'm Dr. Stevens. We've met before."

"I know," she shook his hand.

"There's no easy way to say this, but your husband has alcoholic hepatic encephalopathy and anoxic brain injury. We've placed him on life support to keep him alive but the damage to his brain is done. I'm sorry."

"Will he ever wake up?"

"I'm afraid not."

She tearfully shook her head. "Every dinner, I cook him steak and whiskey. He was so happy, he'd sleep it off. So I cooked more."

"Every night?"

She nodded. She would go on to say how less angry he became. He was able to sleep more. There were less arguments, less beatings.  She had more freedom to clean the house, dress herself, go shopping, handle the bills, and cook meals. All while unknowingly poisoning her husband. With Tylenol and steak and whiskey.

There was a long moment of silence between the two. Dr. Stevens patted her gently on the shoulder then walked away.

The wife later took him off life support and he died the next day. I never saw her again. Rumor has it she went through an epiphany. She sold the house. Went to college. Found a job. And married a better man.

To this day, she still cooks. Mostly dishes of lean chicken and a glass of fine wine. But steak and whiskey is her specialty, and she saves them for those special occasions.

- OrneryJen RN, CCRN

[taonsil]

end of year fic summary \o/

this is copied over from dw so isn’t a tagging thing, but please do take it if you want~ it was in shareable format originally.

dhjfd I set my w/c goal at half of what my actual output was last year because I hoped to do more art, I didn’t realise it was gonna be because of the block from hell. but! the last minute burst of enthusiasm at the end of the year got me there, just makes for a pretty repetitive summary orz

january: - february: autochoris yeol, chansoo drabble march: april: may: june: round trip july: watch the time cause no one's watchin' august: september: october: suyeol drabble november: sparkle dust, unbeleafable december: useless husbands wip!

total number of fics (edited and reuploaded drabbles included): 7

total word count: 61k

favorite: gonna have a lot of same-y answers this year as there's less to pick from OTL but favourite, definitely unbeleafable. I really had a love-hate relationship with creating it, but I'm so pleased with the final result. It's a 'verse I'd happily have continued writing if there hadn't been a deadline

the best: unbeleafable. maybe it was due to lack of practice or coming out the other side of a massive writers block, but my style changed a little and I think it really benefited this fic! but also it was my first real attempt at writing explicitly nd characters and a plot that revolved around those themes. I'm the first to hold my hands up to my first attempts at other subjects having been clumsy, so I feel like I spent months just tweaking and editing it;; I really bonded with the characters in this (and the sideplots/supporting characters) n, yeah, it's just something I'm really proud of

most underappreciated by the universe: round trip! it's probably the only true gen fic I've ever written, and pokemon au. I found it very fun and cutesy to work on and (again, probably bc of the block that was getting me down most of the year) I was pretty happy with how the details worked into it. it's not super interesting, but I did hope it would be enjoyed ;u;

most fun to write: sparkle dust and unbeleafable. sparkle dust was ripped from a draft I created around march, and it was awful. it was when I could barely string a sentence together. it got real fun rewriting it once I felt back on my feet and feeling more confident of the direction it was going in, and that it's on a subject I enjoy, as well as knowing it was a gift for cat :'D unbeleafable was much the same - I started it in may, dusted it off in october and basically rewrote the entire thing at a personal best speed once I felt connected to it and comfortable with how the writing was going (and I enjoyed adding in little details so much, I was honestly laughing like a loser at some scenes while I was working on them). also the gross husbands wip I’m working on rn, it’s 6k in and I’m enjoying it a lotttt

sexiest: I mean..it's sparkle dust bc its the only one with actual sex in lol (if it could go to a character it would be tao in watch the time though, before he knows that yeol isn't up for anything his dialogue and actions are pretty sexual). and the wip but I can’t really talk about it cause it’s not up yet D:

“holy crap that’s wrong even for you”: everything was just standard Me this year imo.. it's not /wrong/ in any way, but writing an explicitly autochoris fic was pushing my own boundaries wrt comfort writing a subject. I mean I guess a sloppy blowjob wasn’t very Me but

fic that shifted my own perception of the characters: unbeleafable and watch the time. watch the time because that was also lifted from an old (2015) work, and writing the 'verse in more detail changed the character's attitudes. it's the first time I've written a tao who is so charming, mature and relationship driven, while cy is softer and more anxious (where as previously he was usually my filler character when I needed someone loud). and unbeleafable was just uh..honestly jm's depression was an afterthought. it wasn't in the original outline (which in fairness was only aiming for a 4k meet-cute, not the extensive slow burn it turned into). that his depression started to become detailed and was then a major plot point basically developed as I wrote, and I was backtracking to adjust earlier details to fit it. that jm really defined himself and I had to catch up;;

hardest to do: watch the time, god. I think I spent four months on it. I can't even words how terrible my block was this year, it really got me down. even when I was writing stuff that I can look back at now and see was ok, it was like I couldn't even tell if what I was reading made sense. it's the slowest I've ever worked on something and it was a really painful process, but I loved the idea of it so it felt like something good to work on when I was in a bad spot. (unbeleafable caught some of that too - I was poking around the same 5k of it for several months and considered dumping it so many times orz)

biggest disappointment: sparkle dust..a bit..bc I'm still terrible at smut lmao even with the context of the scene I just feel I could have done it better

most telling: I mean, everything. watch the time is chantao, ace themes, gender themes, (there's even a mention of tao's tattoo) it's a very very Me fic. a few people guessed unbeleafable was me. in a different sense that was telling, because I wanted yeol to be so loveable and worked hard to portray issues that matter to me in good lights

a thing I’m surprised at: that my w/c is as high as it is all considered djhf but no like, really the biggest surprise I've ever had in all my time writing fic was how positive the response to unbeleafable was. I was so genuinely shocked, I was even saving screenshots of some of the comments in case they were deleted or something. I still am surprised tbh.

what pairing/genre/fandom did you write that you never would have predicted in January? chantao and chansoo were probably the only thing I did expect tbh. pokemon au, subaek smut, suyeol..none of that was exactly what I anticipated, considering last year and previous was mostly focal around suchen and sutaohun

story with single sweetest moment? hnnn the lil chansoo drabble about yeol cutting his hair is overall entirely affection based. and there's two scenes in unbeleafable - when cy hugs jm after their sort-of-date and jm buries into it, and when cy offers jm his sleeve to hold while they're talking. (djhfd also this marrieds wip. they’re Very married, there’s a lot of gross husband-ing)

the story that made you cry: unbeleafable 🌿 the entire theme of it is personal to me, both yeol's autism and jm's depression. at times I was letting it write itself, and I got quite upset when they reached the point of being unsure if their communication issue would resolve. it was hard writing those scenes, because I absolutely couldn't change yeol's character to make it easier, but at the same time I really felt for how desperate and hurt jm was. (also in a nice-cry kinda way when they resolved things I was just, YES ; A;) (hmm also watch the time a lil bit when they had the confrontation and yeol was sure they’d have to break up)

easiest story to write: round trip was kind of a breakthrough wrt the block, after a lot of struggling it came pretty easy and got done in a day or two~

most overdue story: watch the time. I've wanted to write about sex repulsion for a long time but always skirted around it. also literally, seeing as it took me months longer to complete than intended :'D

did you take any writing risks this year? what did you learn from them? mmm kind of, in the subjects I chose. writing about an autochoris experience and writing a repulsed ace wasn't uncharacteristic for me but my confidence was very low at the time and I felt very uncomfortable about it. and unbeleafable honestly terrified me, I felt so vulnerable waiting for that to post and probably wouldn't have done it if it weren't for the fact it was anon initially. for me it felt like a big risk posting something that I felt could get a bad reception to an fest. I nearly contacted the mods at one point to ask them if it was even a good idea orz (also I feel my style just..changed somewhere, idk, but I decided to go with it instead of trying to change it back. its going ok ??)

in regards to writing, what did you learn this year: dghfd that blocks do end and that forcing yourself to produce has varied success. most importantly, I learned that sometimes bad things /dont/ happen :P

do you have any fanfic goals for the new year? I'm gradually working through my list! from last year I've achieved 4k+ averages for smaller fics and also writing 15k+ longer ones. and even managed something rated :P hmm idk though. I've always said 'more plot and a chaptered fic', but I wonder if I even want to do that anymore? it was more just something to tick off than a personal goal. I kinda would still like to write something plot driven but I'm accepting that my niche is what it is and it's probably what I'm best at/won't get bored doing. it feels like it's taken me until now to really decide and gain the confidence to write about the kind of people I want. so a very gentle goal for the new year would just be regaining my confidence, getting around to making that inspiration/techniques page I've always meant to have, continuing to polish up my style, and enjoying! writing!! again so I can get back to having fun !! upping suyeol’s page count also sweats

[obsidiancorner]

Tag Meme

I was tagged by the stellar @astroshorts. Thanks for the tag, my lovely. xoxo

The last…

Drink: Pomegranate Seltzer Water

Phone call: I missed a phone call from my boyfriend earlier when he was at the store. The last person I actually talked to, though, was my beloved little sister (I don’t care if I’m only a minute older. She’s the only little sister I get dammit.)

Text message: Also my sister

Song you listened to: Semi Charmed Life by Third Eye Blind

Time you cried: two words: Story Core. That shit had me in tears.

Have you ever…

Dated someone twice: I have, in fact, dated Rob twice. 

Kissed someone and regretted it: yep.

Been cheated on: Yep

Lost someone special: Yes. Both grandparents on my mom’s side were incredibly special people and I miss them both dearly. 

Been depressed: short answer- yes

Gotten drunk and thrown up: Yep. In my early-mid twenties, I was friends with a functioning alcoholic and she would always con me into trying to keep up with her... because I was stupid, I tried. It never ended well. DO NOT DO IT. Your liver will thank you. 

Three favorite colors: Blue, purple, and green

In the last year have you…

Made new friends: I joined Tumblr this year, so all my mutuals count (I think?) but I’m especially close to a few of them. 

Laughed until you cried: In this house and/or with the sister I have? Absolutely. There is a lot of laughter in this house, despite the chronic depression that my entire family is plagued with. 

Met someone who changed you: Yes. They didn’t make me. They just inspired me to be better and I changed for the better as a result. 

Found out who your friends are: the ones who constantly support me and push me on, despite my insecurities. 

Kissed someone on your facebook list: Aside from Rob (because duh), no. 

Do you have any pets: A beautiful dilute torbie (cat) named Kokomo and a Shi-chon named Sadie. 

Do you want to change your name: My last name eventually... maybe? I don’t know if Rob and I will ever marry... but aside from that? No. 

What did you do for your last birthday: Sat at home, probably perusing Tumblr.

What time did you wake up: I’m a parent of a child on the Spectrum who keeps absurd sleeping hours... I couldn’t even begin to tell you. It was still dark and I hadn’t had my coffee yet so brain functions were at a bare-minimum, so there’s that. 

What were you doing last night at midnight: Watching That 70′s Show with Rob before bed.

Name something you can’t wait for: the day I can get my drawing tablet

When was the last time you saw your mom: I live with her because Rob and I need help with Jenna. She requires constant supervision and is usually a two adults to one kid ratio requirement. 

What are you listening to rn: Rob is watching Season 2 of The Walking Dead right now so lots of screaming and zombie gurgles?... it’s just kind of on in the background. So is the home screen tinkling of the PS4, the occasional popping of the carbonation in my seltzer water, and the clickity-clack of my typing. 

Have you ever talked to someone named Tom: There were several “Thomas” boys in my school growing up... So occasionally from elementary school up until high school graduation. 

Something that gets on your nerves: people that bully others online.     -> this was astroshorts’ answer and I’m leaving it there because I’m the one who argues for or helps support the one being bullied. Anon posters get argued for because they probably won’t come out to defend themselves... hence anon to begin with... but if it’s someone who will fight back on their own? I just give support. 

Most visited website: Tumblr, my Google Drive, and my Redbubble store after I’ve posted anything about it. AO3, as well, when I post stuff. What can I say? I’m addicted to the sinking feeling when a piddly amount of views come in... That’s a lie. I’m usually painfully optimistic only to have that optimism squashed. lol *shrug* oh well. 

Hair Color: a medium brown.... It’s my natural color. 

Long or short hair: I usually keep my hair long. an inch or two below the shoulders at a minimum. Usually it’s around the small of my back. 

Do you have a crush on someone: Rob, I guess? Does it count if you’re in a committed relationship with the person? 

What do you like about yourself: I’m opinionated... And whichever person hit my inbox with that comment about loving reading my opinions on stuff, I freakin’ love you. Your Anon comment made me cry. 

Blood type: A Negative. 

Nickname: Beccaboo. Got it in band in high school and it’s just sorta stuck. 

Relationship status: Long-term committed relationship 

Zodiac: Cancer sun, with Mercury and Gemini heavily influencing my whol chart. 

Prounouns: she/her

Favorite tv shows: iZombie, The Walking Dead (and Talking Dead), That 70′s Show, 

Tattoos: 4- A gemini sign (gemini/cancer cusp but mercury is heavy enough an influence that my cancer sun doesn’t show much) on my right shoulder, a star pattern on the small of my back, an autism one on my left side, and a locked heart on my left wrist.  

Right or left-handed: depends on what I’m doing. For writing, right. For almost everything else, left.-> oddly enough, astroshorts, same. 

Surgery: Tonsils when I was 6. 

Sport: Horseback riding and Marching Band. Anyone who says people who march don’t have any athleticism, I call bullshit. Marching Band members put in long hours of constant marching and playing through a week. They work not only arms and legs, but lung capacity as well. It takes an incredible amount of effort to be a good marching band. That means keeping up top lung performance at the 7:59 time mark as you did before the first minute of an 8-minute show is through. I can promise you that after having marched, sometimes with ungodly spiteful step size, for that long, even a football player would be saying that what band members do takes athleticism. Fact. We had several football players in our band who had to skip their halftime talk with their coach to march with the band. And that’s not even mentioning constant playing through parade routes that can range anywhere from one to three miles in length on average. Marching Band is a goddamn sport. 

Vacation: I’ve been to Australia, the Continental Divide in Colorado, all over Ohio, Washington D.C., North Carolina, New York City, Illinois, Lake Huron in Michigan, Illinois, Indiana, and the Great Smoky Mountains in Tennessee. I want to go to Greece though.  

Pair of shoes: My Converse sneakers. They have a nifty design on them. I also have a super-comfy pair of stilettos that I love dearly. 

Eating: what about it? I used to not and was in the “target weight range” but looked sickly because of malnourishment. Now I do eat and am somewhat overweight but look and feel much healthier. For clarity, it wasn’t really an eating disorder. I ate when I was hungry but was always stressed so I almost never ate. I would go days without eating before realizing I hadn’t eaten in forever and would eat a bowl of cereal or a couple slices of pizza. 

Drinking: only on select nights when I “wine and write”... alcoholism runs in my family so I definitely don’t make a habit of drinking too much. In my youth it was something to do with the crew... now it’s just me and my characters every so often. Never to handle a problem. that’s a slippery slope I have no business being on. 

I’m about to: go to bed, probably. it’s 10:58 pm at this moment. 

Waiting for: the day I can get a better computer for art and my drawing tablet. 

Want: the drawing tablet, in the most immediate sense. In the long term, though, it is to know that Jenna will eventually be able to make on her own. Rob and I won’t be around forever and I worry about what will happen to her when we are gone. If we can’t get her current path altered to one better suited for her needs, I’m terrified of what will happen to her if something were to happen to me and Rob prematurely... even more so when we are all older. 

Get married: Maybe someday but Rob and I are in no rush to even get engaged. We love each other deeply and are in a committed relationship and that is good enough for us. 

Career: Right now I’m a stay-at-home mom. But I would love to get an art career to take off... though the odds of that are slim to none. 

Which is better:

Hugs or kisses: hugs. I’m picky about who touches me at all... so I’m especially picky about who is kissing me. 

Lips or eyes: eyes

Shorter or taller: I’m 4 feet 10 inches tall (1.47 meters for my metric friends) so take a guess... I need someone taller to help me reach shit.

Older or younger: older

Nice arms or stomach: arms. Dear god, arms. 

Hook up or relationship: relationship

Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant... I guess? I tend to keep my nose pretty clean. 

Have you…

Kissed a stranger: No

Drunken hard liquor: I’m 29...

Lost glasses/contact lenses: I don’t have either... though I probably should... It’s getting harder to see some things clearly. White lettering on a tv’s guide screen? difficult from too far away. Digital clocks? tough to decipher from too far away. I used to be able to read that stuff from another room. 

Turned someone down: Yes

Sex on the first date: Yes.... but we had been friends for years so it wasn’t exactly the same as, say, a blind date that ended in a one-night stand. (No judgement. You all do you... just make sure you’re protected.)

Broke someone’s heart: Yes. Bonus points for me for two people breaking each other’s hearts simultaneously. I’m an over achiever and he was too. But I miss him, even though it could never have been... both of them, actually. timing is a bitch sometimes. 

Had a broken heart: Yes... see above

Been arrested: Nope but I did grow up in a small town and worked as a third shift server at a local restaurant so they let me sit in the back of their cop car while they chatted with me while I was on break once. They were fun cops... went to high school with one. 

Cried when someone died: yes... isn’t that fairly commonplace when someone who is close to you or you love dies?

Fallen for a friend: Rob was a friend for years before we started dating. I’ve known him for almost 15 years and we’ve been together for 10. Other than Rob, though, a couple times. See mutual heartbreak comment a few bulletpoints above.  

Do you believe in:

Yourself: No

Miracles: I believe stuff happens that has no viable explanation at present. That doesn’t necessarily equate to a miracle though. It just means it can’t be explained right now. 

Love at first sight: No

Santa claus: Who made this meme?

Kiss on the first date: Of course.

I’m going to be a fun-sucker and not tag anyone else because my primary circle is in the Dragon Age fandom and I know most of them have already done it. If anyone WANTS to do this, of course, feel free and say I tagged you so I can see your answers! <3

[saturnsovereign]

All the have you ever, and the opinion ones... in detail

Since the other one asked for all the asks, i’ll put all of the ones from this section on this post and answer the other two in the other post

Have you ever:

1. Skipped class? since college started yes2. Done drugs? nope3. Self harmed? no4. Drank? nope5. Shoplifted? no6. Gotten a tattoo? no7. Broken up with someone? yeah :/

What’s your favorite:

8. Show? i don’t really have a favorite but i do like Lucifer and DCTV rn9. Movie? Treasure Planet, Beauty and the Beast, Lovestruck, etc.10. Song? DJ Got Us Fallin In Love11. Tumblr? all my irl friends’ tumblrs12. Singer/Band? don’t have one13. Memory? brentwood14. Book? don’t have one

This or that:

15. Invisibility or Ability to fly? Fly16. Cookies or Cake? Cookies17. Twitter or Facebook? facebook18. Movies or Books? movies19. Coke or Sprite? Coke20. Blind or Deaf? Deaf now that i can understand some ASL21. Tea or Coffee? Coffee

What’s your:

22. Age? im an adult :/23. Sign? Capricorn24. Height? 5′2″25. Sexual orientation? Bisexual26. Shoe size? 7-7.527. Religion? technically Catholic28. Longest relationship? now

Opinion on:

29. Gay rights? yeah, gays need rights. i need rights. people need rights. 30. Second chances? it depends on the person. and it depends on you. sometimes the person deserves as many chances as they need as long as they are genuine about it. but sometimes you can only take so much. and sometimes a person has made it clear that they only get a limited number of chances. the important thing about this is that you don’t get taken advantage of. that you’re not taken for granted.31. Long distance relationships? they weren’t kidding when they said that its probably the hardest thing a relationship will go through. you have to deal with feeling touch starved… and sometimes it gets to the point where you’re touch repulsed again. you have to try to work around the busy schedules and sometimes… you can’t and you’re left feeling single and alone. sometimes you constantly have them on your mind but you have to hold yourself back because you don’t want to feel annoying. you don’t get to see them and you don’t ever know what the fuck is ever happening anymore and sometimes, you’re the last one to know anything when you used to be there first. you can get hurt by the distance and its so fucking easy to pretend everything is ok. you get used to not being the priority. you question your role in their life and you question their role in your life. you have to struggle to keep yourself busy, to keep yourself moving or else you’re left behind by everybody including them. and yet you have people who don’t believe in long distance relationships, the fact that most of them fail and you just want to prove them wrong, prove that doubt that you have in yourself wrong. 32. Abortion? I’m pro-choice. When I used to live in a small town in Nebraska I’ve been told that people who abort babies are selfish. But moving and forming my own opinions, reading about people who have actually had abortions done. Its not something you just do. 33. The death penalty? i’m not well informed enough to have an opinion on this34. Marijuana ? Honestly, as long as you’re not hurting anybody and you’re not smoking it where you shouldn’t be (e.g. in front of children, in front of smoke sensitive people or where its banned) it should be fine. 35. Love? its not a victory march. you have to choose, you have to make sacrifices, you might get hurt, and you’re just trying to make sure its worth it. sometimes you have to rely on other people’s love because you just don’t have enough for yourself. its feelings and emotions and you can be so happy and so hurt. sometimes love feels like a war in that you’re constantly battling either with the people who are outside, or its between the two of you. you try to look out for the other person’s happiness and sometimes it hurts and you can take it and sometimes you just feel like you can’t. love is... complicated.

Do you:

36. Believe in ghost? i don’t completely disbelieve in them37. Shower facing the shower head or turned away from it? usually away38. Sleep with the door opened or closed? closed39. Love someone? yeah40. Still watch cartoons? yeah41. Have a boyfriend/girlfriend? yeah42. Like yourself? hah nah

[danger-xylophones]

@viszlasaber Thank you so much for the tag!!! And @shouldntcryoverit Thank you so much for the rec! 🥺❤️❤️

Ok yuh girls got a lot of WIPS rn so I’ll post snippets of some I’m really proud of so far -

And as a treat (read: because I’m a slut for attention) have part of my Echo one shot I’m working on.

From Intermediary 1-

The thrum of the ship seemed to burn her ears as she marched through the dim, red lit halls of the station. There’d been an attack - a rebel insurgent group thought it wise to go for the home of none other than Grand Moff Tarkin. Luckily, her blockade held. No one got through. Unluckily, the station she was currently on had taken quite the beating. Some traitors had sabotaged the shields, attempted to taken her hostage for ransom (her freedom in exchange for an end to the blockade), failed, then blown up four TIE fighters while they were still in the repair hangar. It had been a bit of a mess. And nothing symbolized that fact better than the emergency lights that dimly burned her retinas with their annoying color. 

From Family Reunion 11-

“My light...” The whisper drifted over the quiet clearing till it finally circled around you, rendering you completely immobile as though the sight before you did not initially do so. There, mere feet away from you stood Darth Maul. Tall and regal if not a little out of sorts with new odd shaped mechanical legs, a sort of collar around his throat that dipped over his collarbones, vambraces wrapped around his forearms, and no shirt. But, he looked like himself. His horns were back to their normal length, his figure was more well-defined - you were no longer able to count his ribs - and his tattoos looked to have been restored. But the true testament to is restoration were his eyes; still the eyes of a sith, still angry  and dark, but focused. Mother Talzin’s magic had worked - Maul was back. 

“M-Maul...” You struggled to take a step forward, your legs felt heavy and unfamiliar and they did not respond to the part of your mind that urged, begged, you to run to him. You froze again, you and the red zabrak were locked in what felt like a dream that would shatter at any second to reveal the either to be a hallucination. Even the thundering footsteps of Savage as he raced to catch up with his brother weren’t enough to snap either of you out of it. 

Echo x reader -

“Says ‘e likes you, wish he could work up the nerve to talk to you, thinks you’re the prettiest damn medic in the GAR, thinks you’re a kriffin’ genius...and, ‘m pretty sure he’s in love with you.” Fives took another hearty swig of his drink, shutting up for the first time in what seemed like hours, which gave you enough time to consider his words. While you didn’t want to put all your faith in the drunken mess of an explanation Fives had given you - he did know his twin the best and he’d never lied to you. Maybe - you took another good long look at Echo - just maybe, - you saw him take a deep breath as the bartender handed him your drinks, almost like he was trying to psych himself up - you’d take a chance. You met Echo’s gaze as he turned around, sending him a fond smile that he sheepishly returned. 

An old fic (Major Buir [Plo Koon x reader])

One I would have liked to get more attention (Someone [Satine Kryze x reader])

For a fic rec - honestly if you look in the “james recommended” or “dane recommended” any of those but I’ll pick one I went back and read recently - “Some Kind of Disaster” by @calmsunshine360

Tagging: @shenanigans-and-imagines @fallenrepublick @calmsunshine360 @porgnugget anyone that wants to

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[moiraineswife]

omg I would DIE if you wrote that elucien flower shop au. Your fics are always my favourites!!!

Ahhh thank you friend. Writing and I are going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment. So in the meantime have some headcanons. Because I’m fond of this idea and reserve the right to come back to it at some point. 

Okay so there’s that AU that flits around every now and then along the lines of a flower shop and a tattoo shop are next door to each other and you do the whole imagine your otp thing. 

With Elucien the most obvious configuration is Elain working in the flower shop (because duh) and Lucien working in the tattoo shop (inopportune headcanon dumping opportunity: I figure Lucien is quite creative and he enjoys sketching.) Anyway, he’s probably more suited to the tattoo shop but it’s...much more fun to flip it around. 

So Feyre and Rhys open up a tattoo parlour together and Elain works there part time and Lucien helps out in his mother’s flower shop next door. (Listen, idk why but I’ve had a long standing hc for about 16 years that Lucien’s mother enjoys gardening/flower arranging. Even if she doesn’t I still think she and Elain would get on incredibly well and I will be a tiny bit sad if we don’t get any scenes between them in acowar ANYWAY)  

Elain suddenly needs flowers for like....Every occasion. She starts insisting they should put them in the window of the tattoo shop it’ll, it’ll brighten the place up! And give people something nice to look at while you’re poking at them with sharp pointy things! They’re basically essential okay. Feyre is...Baffled. Rhys who is...slightly less dense than her understands exactly what Elain’s doing and while she is fond of plants she’s even fonder of the handsome redhead who works in the back of the store. 

Elain cultivates quite the relationship with Lucien’s mother and even on the days that she doesn’t buy any flowers for the tattoo place she finds an excuse to go in and talk to her all about plants. Lucien’s mother is very dear and very patient and delighted to have someone as enthusiastic as Elain. She makes her tea when she comes in and pretends she doesn’t notice the way Elain and her youngest son are making eyes at each other the entire time Elain is there.

 (She is 100% not oblivious. She knows exactly what’s going on. She’s all for it. She starts engineering ways for them to spend time together, slipping into the back and having Lucien watch the shop when she knows Elain is about to come in, sighing as they tiptoe around one another. Bonus points if things start getting desperate and she enlists Rhys’s help and they just start aggressively matchmaking the two of them. They’re very smug when they finally get together.) 

Anyway, Lucien mostly works in the back of the shop putting together bouquets and the like. He has deft, clever fingers (listen u will take ‘Lucien has very attractive hands’ hcs from my cold dead corpse and not before) and he’s been well trained in it. (And I enjoy the image of Lucien’s mother and Elain sitting having tea while Lucien sullenly and dramatically flounces around in the background, making quite a habit of dropping things because he’s looking at Elain and not at his work) 

Lucien’s mother starts encouraging Elain to request Lucien make her up bouquets at her request, it’ll give her exactly what she wants for the shop and will let Lucien practice working with an audience. She applauds herself for this excellent idea as she steps back and watches the two of them blush like sunburned beetroots around one another as they try to get a handle on flirting. (Lucien is tongue-tied. It’s the most precious thing anyone has ever witnessed. Rhys teases him about it for about a hundred years after this)  

Lucien starts like trying to stealth slip secret messages into the flower bouquets or something (come on, he would) to hint to Elain that he really secretly likes her. Feyre is a bit like ??? Elain ??? why do we keep getting bouquets that are literally just bright red roses from next door? Are you sure you ordered the right thing? Elain gets very flustered and tells her she has no idea what Lucien has doing. By this point even Feyre has worked it out and she gets in on the act between Rhys and Lucien’s mother. (They’re very awkward, bless them, like baby deer on ice. They need all the help they can get. Since this is a modern AU and there’s no inopportune moment for Lucien to blurt out that they’re soulmates and destined to be together) 

Lucien, flummoxed that his secret flower love notes aren’t working (even with his mother aggressively hinting at how seductive and romantic each and every flower Lucien has put in Elain’s most recent bouquets are) resorts to drastic measures and decides he wants a tattoo. He decides he has to spend hours and hours and hours at the shop every day pouring over designs to decide what he wants and where he wants it, ogling Elain the entire time. Feyre humours him and sketches him new designs every day. Then Elain gets involved and starts suggesting things and Lucien is a bit...Oh. Oh dear. This...This was not supposed to happen. I do not actually want a tattoo. Fuck. 

Lucien gets a tattoo. (Let it not be said this boy will not go to ridiculously dramatic lengths for love) He probably gets like a teeny tiny flower (Elain’s favourite, obviously) on his hip or something. He thrashes like an angry cat in a bag and eventually Feyre summons Elain over to hold his hand. This, shockingly, makes the tattoo stop hurting immediately and he just gazes up at her with such enormous hearteyes that Feyre is just...shall I leave you two alone? Like is my doing my job here ruining your moment? 

Lucien being Lucien probably chooses this inopportune moment (some things never change) to declare his deep desire to woo Elain and take her out to dinner. She’s...Really rather flabbergasted that he went to all this trouble getting a tattoo just so he could keep coming to see her every day...And so he confesses that well his flower messages weren’t working! he had to do something!!! (Feyre is deeply delighted to be present for this conversation. Lucien is not. He deeply regrets the teasing later) Elain is all :O you were leaving me flower messages?? (Feyre starts pretend gagging at this) And Lucien flushes and says yes. And then Elain is flushing and saying that she kept coming to the shop every day to try and woo him and Feyre is just like....Should I tell them now they probably shouldn’t start fucking while I’m doing this, like it’s totally not hygienic and I’m genuinely worried about the possibility given the way they’re looking at each other rn. 

They manage to contain themselves (just about) Feyre finishes up Lucien’s tattoo while Elain holds his hand and kisses his forehead and tells him he’s very brave (Feyre just ??? It’s the size of my thumb!? It took me twenty minutes??? Shut up Feyre, Elain is calling me brave, it was a very traumatic experience, back me up here goddammit, you are the world’s worst wingman. You’re trying to bang my sister??? You should be happy for her, attracting such a fine specimen as me. Feyre just -_- Lucien stops talking quickly remembering that she does still have a tattoo gun in her hand and it’s maybe not wise to antagonise her) 

Anyway after that Elain and Lucien becoming a very dorky and adorable little couple. Elain drifts into the flower shop everyday to visit Lucien and have tea with him and Lucien visits Elain very day still dropping off the bouquets for the shop (Rhys has gotten fond of them) Elain likes kissing Lucien’s tattoo when they’re in bed together and she probably ends up with a matching one and it’s probably something they keep adding to as they get older. (because I enjoy mushy ridiculous hcs leave me be) 

(Okay and bonus to actually make this tie into this post which sparked this conversation in the first place: Feyre and Tamlin have their whole...Thing. And the first time Lucien meets Elain is when she marches in to his shop, slams money down on the desk and demands, in no uncertain terms, the rudest bouquet he can possibly put together for the biggest idiot on the planet. (Yes, this is indeed the moment that Lucien decides he’s going to trip over his hearteyes and get ridiculous things tattooed on his body if it’ll mean being able to date this girl because who says fuck you with a bunch of flowers? And looks so sincere and grumpy about it? Like she’s even stamping her foot on the ground she’s clearly very serious about this) Also in this AU Lucien does not know Tamlin. His mother got him away from his father and they just live alone together with their little flower shop and things are just Nice (because I can do Nice sometimes okay?)) Okay there you go. This got a bit longer than anticipated so...I hope it tides you over a bit until such time as I decide I can maybe write this properly. 

[steelbcnes]

AMELIA C. BONES, TWENTY, PRE-LAW.

pre-law student!!! wants to save the world, find justice, etc etc

forensics and psychology double minor bc she wanted to be able to help piece together a crime herself lmao like if she’s in court she wants to be able to understand the evidence she’s given as well as the thought processes of her clients, she seeks out to understand people and circumstance and i have a lot of thoughts abt this

father is an officer for the scotland yard. mom’s an event planner, her faves are weddings and amelia loves helping out. she essentially got her mother’s bossiness and way of leading people and her father’s taste for action and justice — but overall the bones are a solid middle class family who just all inherently seem to seek out change in the world

edgar (26) is still an investigative journalist who wants 2 change and help educate the world. hopes to eventually win a pulitzer. dramatic af and recovering near-alcoholic. married to a lovely woman named rachel and has one son with a daughter on the way

(still normal: amelia loves her nephew more than almost anything in life, is perpetually posting pictures and videos of cute stuff he does in a thread she has going on twitter dedicated to him. beginning w his first day of preschool and catching up 2 the first time he caught a fish. 10/10 would be my fave thread on twitter)

imogen (17), high school senior and wannabe marine biologist. plans on saving the whales. super intimidating but super sweet and way smarter than most of her family. whoops

known for throwing peace signs in pictures when she’s drunk, eventually became a habit sober and isn’t ironic anymore but at least it seems like it is. loves the what in tarnation meme, unironically enjoyed glee, still loves elvis. normal amelia may not be, but modern amelia loves conspiracy theories and welcome to night vale/x-files kinda shit

her fashion is SO V FEMININE. heels and skirts and dresses and she loves fashion ok (helps w alice’s girlband’s Look). also loves tattoos like she has a bunch scattered all over her from this between her shoulder blades to a spanish phrase her mom always said on her ribs to smth on her ankle, back of her neck, and just around her hip bone. a couple ear piercings but nothing too out there otherwise tbh

the kind of activist who is the one getting in heated debates during class and attending marches and potentially shoving fliers in your face bc everyone else is too afraid to do it. like arguably the image of an angry feminist except she’s so dang friendly most of the time

bubbly as fuck, still has all these insecurities about not being enough. of anything. and honestly just so passionate that it’s like arguing with the sun, she just doesn’t know what to do with all that energy. amelia is honestly the sun and i love her sm

bc her dad’s an officer he was insistent on her taking self-defense classes, plus amelia kinda just liked the energy release of going to those or the occasional boxing class. boxing or exercise in general helps her destress and like……god knows she has enough stress to go around lol. so she has definitely gotten in a bar fight w someone who tried to touch her ass w/o her permission

is so Extra, the type to always have her nails done

boys are disappointing and she lowkey prefers girls on her bi spectrum yet…..here she finds herself…..always dating said disappointing boys

except for rn, currently w that snarky ass radio host on campus

always has 10mil things on her plate to do she stresses herself out too much, just needs a nap

would offer her left arm for $3 and/or to pet a dog #justcollegethings

i hate her her insta bio is “i am the law(yer)”

leaves sticky notes everywhere so she doesn’t forget things. like she’s so methodical abt how she handles things she just tries to handle too much lmao

primary character inspirations: buffy summers, caroline forbes, zoe hart, haley james scott, rachel zane, a lil bit of vmars and laura hollis from carmilla