#the thing my brain has decided is the problem is…my cat not eating all his kibble

[emblazons]

me, knowing my anxiety is at 300000 right now (because I had the most stressful week of my life the week before last, punctuated by my dad having a literal heart attack) watching my cat, who is only eating a little less than usual but otherwise behaving completely normal: you’re gonna die probably it’s time for the vet

[darl-ingfics]

Not a Cat Person

Fandom: EXO

Sickie: Sehun

Caregiver(s): Xiumin/Minseok (+ Tan)

Summary: When Minseok agreed to let Sehun stay in his guest room to risk the rest of the group catching the flu, he didn't realize Sehun would deem his cat public enemy #1.

Word Count: 1,167

Notes: I wrote this years ago for an entirely different fandom, but recently rediscovered and repurposed it. It's just fluff.

“Minseok-hyung?” 

Minseok’s ears perked up at the sound of his name, and he couldn’t help smiling as he abandoned his laundry to check on his temporary roommate. He’d gotten a call from a very frazzled Junmyeon last night: “Hey hyung, I need a favor. Sehun got diagnosed with the flu, and since you’ve already had it this year, can you keep him at your house?” The phrasing of ‘can you keep him’ had made Minseok laugh, which Junmyeon did NOT appreciate in the moment as he was trying to field a very delirious Sehun, a worried Jongin who wanted nothing more than to hug all over Sehun, an anxious Kyungsoo whose germaphobia was working extra hours, and a worked up Chanyeol who hated seeing everyone upset but couldn’t figure out how to help. So Minseok apologized for laughing and drove extra quick over to the dorm majority of the group still shared, taking one problem off of Junmyeon’s hands.  

Not that Minseok minded at all; Sehun had always been one of the easier members to monitor while sick. Fevers made him sleepy, and a sleepy Sehun listened to direction much easier than a coherent one. He didn’t fight Minseok when he offered medicine, never disagreed on eating or drinking water or changing into fresh clothes. All Sehun wanted to do was lay in bed and occasionally cuddle. He let himself be cared for, and Minseok couldn’t complain about that. 

This usual ease, of course, was interrupted by the presence of Minseok’s cat. On normal occasions, Sehun coexisted with Tan, definitely more of a dog person, but not against cats. Now, however, something in Sehun’s flu-addled brain had decided that since Tan wasn’t Vivi, he was a danger to society. He’d get upset and whiny the minute the cat appeared in his room, and Minseok had figured it was just easier to keep them separated after Tan had snuck into the guest room and started batting Sehun’s shoes, which were on the floor and no where near the younger man. That had still somehow upset him to the point of tears, so Minseok enforced separation for the maknae and the cat. Sehun had finally been able to calm down and fall back asleep two hours ago. 

“What’s up?” the older man asked, peaking his head into the bedroom. His eyes immediately met the sight of Tan curled into a ball on a grumpy looking Sehun’s stomach. “Awwww!”

“It’s not cute, hyung,” the younger man insisted. 

“It’s like he’s protecting you!”

“It’s not cute, hyung!” Sehun repeated with more conviction. 

“Are you kidding? It’s adorable!” Minseok exclaimed, pulling his phone from his pocket and snapping a picture. 

“Minseokie! Please just get him off,” Sehun pleaded, digging the heels of his hands into his eyes. “The last thing I need right now is your cat going ballistic and scratching my face off.” 

The older man scoffed. “Tannie would never. He has perfect manners.” Still, he stepped forward and scooped Tan up into his arms. The cat gave a meow of protest. “See? He likes you.”

“No he doesn’t. He’s faking it,” Sehun replied, stifling a cough into his sleeve. 

“That’s not true. Tan, don’t you like Sehun?” Marco addressed the cat, who, for his part, didn’t change in any way, shape, or form. “I think that means yes.” 

“And I think it’s a cat and therefore incapable of human speech or thought outside of hatred,” Sehun replied plainly. Minseok rolled his eyes.

“Not true. Cats can sense when people don’t feel well and need extra love. Tannie literally didn’t leave my side when I was sick two weeks ago.” 

“I think he’s brainwashed you.” 

“Says the man who has clearly been brainwashed by his dog.”

“Leave Vivi out of this. He’s perfect and a gentleman.” 

“You’re so dramatic,” the older man laughed, scratching Tan’s head affectionately.

“And you’re on your way to becoming a crazy cat lady when you grow up,” Sehun quipped in response before doubling over with three rapid sneezes. “Hitcch! Itchu! Hi-ichu!” 

Tan mewed nosily, his eyes glued on Sehun as he groaned and fell back against his pillow. He cracked one eye open to glare back at the cat. “What?” he croaked defiantly at the small animal. Tan’s tail flicked back and forth, staring intently. 

“See, Hunnie? He really is worried about you,” Minseok said with a smile, letting Tan back on the bed. The cat immediately jumped on Sehun’s stomach and stalked up his torso until he was staring him straight in the face. Tan proceeded to softly lick Sehun’s forehead three times before retreating and curling into a ball once again in the middle of his abdomen. Sehun watched the cat with wide eyes, then looked back at Minseok with the most pitiful of expressions. 

“Hyung, you’re cat’s confusing,” he whined, stifling another cough into his fist. 

Minseok smiled. “So are you, but you don’t see me complaining.” 

***

Two hours later, Minseok peeked his head into the guest room. “Sehun…” He trailed off, silently reaching for his phone again. Tan was still curled up next to Sehun, finally off of his stomach but still right next to it. And Sehun’s fingers were curled in the cat’s fur, as if he’d fallen asleep petting him. Which he probably had; there was no way this was a coincidence. When Minseok’s camera clicked, Tan’s head popped up. He mewed softly at him. Minseok tiptoed into the room and gently scratched the cat’s head, scared that Tan would get up and follow him if he didn’t provide a few good pets. 

“You’re such a good boy, Tan,” Minseok cooed softly. “Protecting our Sehunnie.” The cat gave another tiny mew in agreement, rubbing his head against his owner’s hand. As soon as he moved away, Tan stood up, stretched his back, and moved closer to Sehun, rubbing his head against the man’s chest and rolling onto his back, completely supported by Sehun’s torso. Minseok choked back a laugh and snapped another picture. 

“Be nice, now. He’s sleeping,” he whispered, a hint of chastisement in his voice that was completely ignored by the cat. For his part, Tan meowed, rubbing his head against Sehun again. Minseok shook his head. 

“I don’t get why he doesn’t like you.”

***

Another hour later, Minseok opened the door with the intent of waking Sehun up. He hadn’t eaten anything in twelve hours, which wasn’t good for him, and if he didn’t get more meds into him soon, Sehun would end up a delirious mess again and Minseok didn’t want that for him. But upon entering the room, Minseok found that he didn’t need to wake the younger man up. Sehun was already awake, sitting with his legs in a butterfly, Tan curled in his lap. Minseok could hear the cat purring from the doorway.

It took Sehun a moment after the door opened to look up at Minseok. He pointed to Tan. “I like him.”

Minseok snorted. “Oh, do you now?”

[headspacedad]

before you get a rabbit -

I just want you to know that, now that he’s recovered from surgery, Sam has decided to UP his destructive behavior and I have had to rabbit proof my place for a second time because he’s found all kinds of new ways to wreck havoc.

We’re not getting our security deposit back.

Rabbits aren’t dogs, or even cats.  They don’t understand the concept of punishment. There’s only you being cruel for unfathomable reasons.  Not in a funny way, in a turn-your-rabbit-against-you way because he doesn’t understand why you’re hurting him.  So there’s no ‘training’ a rabbit, you can only thwart them. 

Sam does not take well to being thwarted.  We’re reaching compromises. 

We’re still not getting our security deposit back.  Not with that new hole in the rug all the way down to the baseboards.

And yet, he is only being a rabbit.  There’s not a single drop of malice in his entire little five pound body.  He only wants to do bunny things and be loved for doing bunny things.  And I love him. 

And still I bunny proof each new disaster he finds to make.

No point to this ramble.  Just - don’t get a rabbit until you understand.  It is a constantly gnawing, digging beast wrapped in a cute fur coat and it will not be denied by stern words or being chased off.  Not once a thought has lodged firmly and irrevocably in that little bunny brain.  It loves you.  It loves you more than its little heart can hold.

It will still eat up your security deposit.

don’t think this is only a Sam problem.  It is the very essence of bunnish nature.  Enjoy a glimpse of someone else’s pain who made a much better video of it than I ever could have.

[dotster001]

Ok, hear me out: Jamil and Leona with a reader whose personality is similar to Rio Voleri from Court of Darkness. Imagine the chaos that would ensue

(Anon, I kiss you, you have a top tier brain! Also, I thank you for your patience, I have like 3 trillion wips and I finally decided to move this to the top of my list)

Similar HC'S: Jade/Vil x Dia Akedia Reader Ace/Deuce/Epel x Toa Qelsum reader

Leona one shot with this idea for 300 followers event

He doesn't like you at first. You're active, he's not. You're friendly, he's not. You're in tune with the needs of others....and he doesn't want to face his depression.

You don't have magic, but somehow, you are able to keep up with the Savannaclaw students in a round of spelldrive. That's the moment he stops hating you.

He still doesn't like that you are trying to"help him with his mental health" or "be his friend". All the food you bring him is quickly stolen by Ruggie (even though you also bring goodies for Ruggie) and he isn't going to talk to you about his problems, so just stop.

...

...

...

So, when he said stop...he didn't actually mean it.

You end up becoming very popular because everyone is drawn to your bright personality, and now Leona is jealous.

He starts telling you that you both are going to practice a sport, or go for a run, or something, then, when he has you in his clutches, he pulls you in for a nap where no one can find you. You are his favorite pillow, and you smell so good.

It takes several weeks of this, and noticing how if it's a vegetable that you've grown that he'll eat it, for him to notice he loves you.

He doesn't play games. He just tells you the second he figures it out. Luckily, it's in a nap session and you're trapped in his arms.

"Herbivore, I'm in love with you."

"Awww, I love you too, kitty cat!"

He's not having any of your bullshit today. He actually took a moment to listen to his emotions. You will get it, even if it takes him all day.

"No herbivore," he groans, "I'm in love with you. Accept my love or not, I don't care," he very much does care, "but I want you to know."

"oh," he can practically see the gears turning in your head. "I think...I think I love you too."

Now that you're together...actually not much changes. He still kidnaps you for naps, but now there's some give and take, where he actually leaves his bed to do things with you.

He makes you wear his shirts so that when you can't nap together he can have your scent with him. He can't sleep without it anymore. He pavloved himself.

He actually helps you grow and plant vegetables! It makes you happy, so he does it, but only this once! (It's never only this once)

To Ruggie's chagrin, he is no longer able to steal Leona's baked goods.

At first he was annoyed with you. He thought you were going to be another Kalim. You were naive, and a little gung ho.

He realized, though, that you were different from Kalim when you brought him a basket of buttered rolls on a day when he felt his sanity slowly slipping away. Afterwards, you helped him with his chores, laughing and joking with him. He felt relaxed. He felt warm. He felt....happy?

He fell quickly. You always gave him baked goods right when he was at his worst. You helped him with chores on those days. He began to seek you out on his good days, in hopes of catching another glimpse of the sunshine you let off.

He had hoped that you would make the first move. But despite how smart you were about all his needs, you didn't. Seem. To. Get. It.

He spent months...literal months...trying to seduce you, until he finally made the first move.

"y/N, I love you. I want to be able to bask in your sunlight as long as you'll have me."

You thought he meant it in a friend way.

Jamil was ready to just brainwash you and get it over with.

Another several more months, this time with much more clear attempts at seduction (and special side lessons from Kalim that no one will ever hear about) he tried again.

"I love you. Not in a friend way, in a romantic way."

"Oh, I think I love you too."

Jamil doesn't know whether to smack his head against a wall, or kiss you. He goes for the kiss you option.

You too are much more romantic now that you are both on the same page. He lets you help him cook for parties and Kalim, since he can now be positive you won't poison him.

You guys become a hand holding couple. His face is always red when people see, but when he sees your sunshine grin, his embarrassment fades away.

He calls you sunshine, and you call him your moonlight. You two balance each other out so well, people just assume you've always been together.

He knows you're active, so he practices self defense with you, but also teaches you how to dance. You two are pretty good, and everyone wants you to dance for them.

[crazykuroneko]

Rewind the Tape — IWTV S1E03 Rewatch

It's time to continue @iwtvfanevents Rewind the Tape with Episode 3. A disclaimer: this is my first time rewatching the show (excluding indirect watch through YouTube reactions), and it's purpose for me to refresh my mind and noticing things. So, I won't dwell on certain theories, but I'll take notes about it for myself. An extra disclaimer: I revoke my feminist card for Antoinette Brown.

Before that, this is my favorite shot of this episode:

• The music during the opening. It's a comedy show lol

• "I put you on this earth. Your purpose is to enjoy yourself." A bar. An extremely red flagging bar.

• "I know you don't believe that." This is entering a headcanon/personal theory zone, but I always suspect Lestat during this era has this "ideal life" he envisions for him and Louis. That vampires should be this or that, vampire family should be this or that etc. And he stubbornly holds to it which leads to him denying himself to be vulnerable and more communicative to Louis and Claudia. I wonder if we'll get some clue on this later. anyway, BACK TO THE MAIN PROGRAMMING

• "I desire *small voice* blood..." He is so cute

• ugh Louis' suit is Excellent. Carol Cutshall i worship you

• "Every one of them is capable of abomination, even the ones worthy of admiration" "Thrust them into circumstance,[...] and you'll see all kinds of depravity" Unfortunately, he is right.

• I, too, want to flirt with my spouse while talking about how to decide which human we'll kill.

• NOT THE CAT LOUIS 😭😭😭😭

• And with that, the theme of the episode is set: the consequence of Louis' eating disorder. Deeper exploration after establishing what he lost and not lost to vampirism in the previous episode.

• Antoinette is from Atlanta.

• "You're ashamed of what we are." Highlighting this for later.

• "Could you not use the word..." Louis 😂

• Louis has business in Clairborne. Google tells me it's dominated by Black population back then and has a lot of shops. (cmiiw ofc)

• "There it is". We're gonna back to this later.

• Not at Louis staring at Lestat staring at Antoinette. With Lestat already knew Morton will leave Louis soon, you know that his bad idea (he'd call it genius actually) of inciting Louis' jealousy and rage through Antoinette flashes in his little brain right there.

• Jolly Morton vs Lestat banter. what a moment 😂

• *Googles* Wolverine Blues was written in 1923.

• Okay, this is paraphrase, but Daniel said, "When you're still too close to it, the abused still loves the abuser. But you flipped it on its head" aka '70s Louis hated and trash talked Lestat, but now he romantisized him. Well, we'll definitely see the answer in S2. But I wonder if this raises a possibility of Louis meeting Lestat after the '70s interview? Or 2022 Louis believes Lestat is dead dead? You know, you could be forgiving after someone dies. Anyway, kind of fast forwarding here, but this and how Louis downplays Lestat's power in E01 and Louis' whole speech in E06 about "are we the sum of our worst moments?" establishes Louis' current POV actually softens Lestat. Beating that "Louis is lying to make Lestat look worse" allegations. (Unfortunately, he really loves that man guys 😞)

• It's so cute of Louis he really knows what page he has to read out loud when Daniel starting to question his story. Like, he's very aware there's accuracy problem to his memories.

• Louis looks so cute when he's happy (and what a good acting there from Jacob)

• I like that light blue vest on Lestat. Why do we only see it once (and with Antoinette on top of that)? 😭

• Lestat and Antoinette's gig is two weeks old by this time.

• "I understand the indulgence. I let it happen" Oh, Louis 😞

• Not at Lestat offering a threesome. And "I like burnished complexion". God, they should have killed this racist fake ass sooner. And woman even opens her dress herself 😭

• The editing during this scene is kinda jumpy though. But again, no male gaze on the naked woman body. I appreciate that.

• The laugh omg. I don't know, maybe i'm kinda sick in the head and could see how crazy Lestat's brain works, so since the beginning, even before knowing the "inappropriate laugh" explanation from the books, I saw it as like him going "are you really saying you're not enough? LOL" but that's still fucking rude from Louis' POV. That's like the closest Louis ever being vulnerable and saying "I love you" to Lestat, but alas. In E01, Louis himself says he doesn't like how his family judges him, and now he gets Lestat laughing at his sincerity, so OF COURSE he will become more closed-off.

• "There. I said this" And as I said, we're back to the beginning of this episode. This whole thing with Antoinette is Lestat's "clap back" to Louis' shame about their vampirism, which he sees as a personal slight to him because he's Louis' maker. He's deliberately doing this in away that it betrays his own words. So, Lestat is not being hypocritical here, he's being, "Look, how silly it is when we go along with your words of sparing them according to the standard that pleases us?" He's trying to make a point. This is not unlike when Lestat uses "my love" on Antoinette after Louis calling him "my love" while presenting him the poisoned blood that would kill him in E07. I mean, they're both so petty to each other, and unfortunately they're literally this Taylor Swift meme:

• And as we know, unfortunately Lestat will keep using Antoinette to push Louis' buttons until Louis is numb enough to feel hurt about it 😞

• "So, I can fuck whoever I want?" And since it's basically about making a point, Lestat of course has never considered a possibility of Louis fucking anyone else. Because he assumes Louis would be mad and drain Antoinette himself soon. He's that genius (sarcasm).

• "sanctioned infidelity" Louis really has a way with bis words 😂

• Ordinance 4118. Segregating Storyville.

• Lestat standing right in front of the stage while Antoinette is performing 🤮. They're so overtly public. Rubbing on something he can't do with Louis as a couple.

• Oh Jacob's acting during the game and talking to the Alderman. He looks hot as well 🧎‍♀️

• Ngl since I'm not American and I don't know much about American history, I opened Google for these lines.

• God, after the incident with Benny, there's definitely no contact between Louis and his family because he only knows it's the twins' birthday from Jonah.

• "Do you remember the old days?" Oh, Louis is giving that whole montage of their youth for Lestat. Something they don't have together as a couple. They're so nasty to each other woo!

• Oh Lestat takes umbridge because Louis is praising Jonah's uniform, later saying it's Louis' "type"

• I believe here Lestat is honest he stops the thing with Antoinette because he sees his "clap back" doesn't work like it should be. Tries to wave the white flag of surrender to Louis by offering a night out together the next day, but unfortunately Louis chooses to go to his family. Interesting though, 2022 Louis definitely notices Lestat's disappointment at that time, judging from that shot of Lestat freezing there. Again, this goes with my assumption that 2022 Louis tries to understand Lestat better.

• In hindsight, it's interesting Louis himself offers the opening for Daniel to question his recollection by saying the mud on Lestat's boots could come from anywhere, because later he knows for sure Lestat was there in the bayou watching. During my first watch, I thought Daniel catching his error, but maybe Louis deliberately wants Daniel to catch it? Which makes his words in S2 trailer "I want to remember" more sense. He's been prepping Daniel to see through his errors.

• The eye contact with Armand there. So brief, but what a clue. Is he lingering for Jonah's bit or for the testing memory bit?

• That transition to the girls calling him a ghost. So clever.

• Six months of no contact.

• And Lestat claps back to the Jonah thing by bringing those soldiers to their home. Again, he's genius like that.

• "I think Bricks is onto us". Ofc Bricks knows (because like Antoinette says, they talk gossips), but making Lestat notices this from her after weeks of Lestat and Antoinette being so public is interesting. Idk where I'm going with this, but interesting.

• I still really like with how they did Lestat's face during this big showing of power. Kudos for special effects team

• And I watch you drain the dog and eat rats" Yes yes, Lestat did this whole plan to drive Louis to kill in rage but it ends up with him so close to eat properly yet still draining animals. I believe he'd be less mad if Louis drinks from Jonah there. Anyway, first proof of anything Lestat has planned never ends well (except the Come to Me record in E06, but that's not a long game) and yet we have people saying he's like Hannibal 🤷‍♀️

• Louis really makes him speechless there. Kudos.

• I'm glad to see Lestat supporting Louis here in front of Fenwick and Anderson, and rejects Fenwick's suggestion to make him the face of Louis' business, because I was ready to slap him if he said yes during my first watch.

• And of course Lestat calls it a "hobby" because he never takes Louis' human business seriously and he is unable to understand why his bussiness is important to Louis. The scene where Louis' making the No Whites sign proves it.

• So, Louis' remaining business after this riot in Clairborne is hats and grocery stores. And like Louis says, the money isn't that much. That and the remaining Azalea money (if he saved them, exclusing the amount he's been giving to his family as deputy in charge of their trust) are what funding his life and Claudia during Lestat is away in E06 and their whole trip in Europe in S2. That, if those shops survives the Depression.

• The directing during the killing of Fenwick is so 🤌

• Hanging him at the St. Louis church is too on the nose, Louis, but like Lestat, I really appreciate the style. (I wonder how they got the permit to hang it there. I zoomed this shot a lot back then to identify the church, so I'm pretty sure that's the real church not a replica)

• That zoom in on Louis by the window 🤌

• I went to Google and apparently the Ordinance didn't get time to be applied because it's challanged immediately by a mixed raced Madam, and Storyville ended up being closed due to military pressure. Read here. In the show though, it's applied, so logically it makes the existing racial tension even worse, and there's a big possibility of a race riot to happen with or without Louis' action.

• He really says finding Claudia is a "before you and after you" type of moment 😭

• God, all the things Louis puts on the saving of Claudia. Azalea, Storyville, his people. *spoiler* It's no wonder unable to save Claudia in the end is very traumatic for him.

Summary:

So, we're here in episode 3 aka the essay of all consequences when Louis self-regulates too much. Side effects of his eating disorder we've seen in this episode: "barely energy to hold up a book", lacking libido, easier to become bitey when he is aroused (i mean, it took longer for Claudia in E04 but since she's way younger, she lost herself immediately unlike Louis), healing way later than it should be (a scar that should only take minutes to heal probably takes one good night sleep), unable to control rage hence he's prone to uncontrolled outburst.

If in the last episode, we see how bad Loustat handling a conflict, this time we see their ugly habit of "settling a score" when they're mad with each other instead of communicating like normal people. And when one of them let themselves vulnerable enough to communicate, the other doesn't respond well and instead worsen the other's insecurity (however, we can't blame Louis not noticing Lestat's moment vulnerability because unlike Louis who vocalize his insecurity and gets laughed at, Lestat conceals what he feels and why)

Anyway, can't wait to see this gets even worse 😂😭

[olivia-anderson-fanfic]

Dancing 'til the break of dawn - Pt5

<Pt4

(TWST zombie apocalypse au for all your crack-fic needs)

“You know, I’ve been thinking,” began Deuce.

Ace nearly dropped his bowl. “You have?!”

“Ha ha, very funny.”

“Yeah, Ace, if you’re going to insult him, you might as well be original,” said Yuu.

Deuce narrowed his eyes at Yuu, before apparently deciding that he was just going to let that one slide. “So, Grim can clearly understand us, right?”

“Yeah,” said Ace. “But he can’t talk back because he’s a zombie.”

“No, zombies can talk, Grim can’t because he’s a cat,” Yuu said, shaking his head.

“Zombies can talk?!” Ace said, suddenly far more interested in this conversation.

Unfortunately, there wasn’t much more to say on the subject: “Yeah, the ones that still have vocal cords can, but they’re kinda boring. They just kinda go ‘Yuuuuuuu’ to get my attention and then when I give it to them they go all weird and run away.”

Ace and Deuce looked at Grim. Grim seemed very interested in licking his paws clean. Makes sense, it is the apocalypse, after all, it’s not like the ground is particularly clean. Yuu frowned as he thought about the state that Grim’s poor toe pads must be in. He really should get on those booties for him. His hairballs are going to have all sorts of junk in them.

… do zombie cats have hairballs?

Wait. Can zombies digest food at all? Where do all of the humans that they’re eating go? Do zombies have to go to the bathroom –?

Deuce cleared his throat to cover up a laugh, dragging Yuu out of that particular spiral before he could go too far. “Right, okay. Uh, I was just wondering if there was a way that he could talk back? But I guess that answers that…”

“Oh, you want to try, like, a Spirit Box or something?” Ace asked.

“... a what now?” said Deuce.

“Like… it’s this radio that ghost hunters use to talk to ghosts. It cycles through radio stations super fast, you ask it questions, and if a ghost wants to it can… speak through the box, I guess?”

“Would that work, though?” Deuce asked, frowning. “I mean… Grim isn’t dead, is he…?” He seemed to realize that talking about Grim’s status like Grim wasn’t there was rude, because he turned to the zombie and asked, “Are you?”

“You can’t just ask zombies if they’re dead, Deuce,” Yuu chided. And then he considered the question and realized he actually very much wanted to know the answer. “I can, though. Hey, Grim, are you dead?”

Grim gave him a flat look. This… didn’t help answer the question.

See, this is why they need the Spirit Box!

(And, really, it’s not like they have anything else to do, so…)

~

After quickly checking out the store to make sure it was actually as empty as it originally seemed (and to see if there was any food or water left, though they had known better than to actually hope for something like that), they wandered around with carts. They had a list of things they absolutely needed, such as a radio and a generator with a hand crank, but they weren’t that concerned with it.

Why not?

Well, because they are teenagers. And, as teenagers who had only recently been freed from the shackles of having parents who want them to be safe and healthy, with no laws and no one around to judge them…

Well, they were playing bumper carts. Yes, carTs, with a T.

Yuu shrieked as his cart went careening into Deuce’s, their heads slamming against each other’s. He hissed in pain, sinking to rest his now-aching head against the front of his cart. Yikes. He wasn’t sure they could afford losing any more brain cells. But, perhaps, the loss of brain cells was even more of a problem than he had originally thought, because he still hopped out of the cart and started toward the front of the store for another one so they could play again.

He would have continued self destructing, but then Ace’s cart slammed into an aisle way too hard, and he was thrown out, into the aisle itself. He disappeared into a flurry of towels. Which should have been enough to cushion his fall, but then the aisle toppled over, and hit the next aisle, and then that one fell onto the next, and…

You get the picture.

Finally, with one final resounding screech of metal, the last aisle ran out of things to topple over, instead crashing into the milk and eggs aisle and then falling still. There was definitely a foul smell emanating from there, now, but they weren’t close enough to have to worry about it.

Besides, they had something else to worry about.

Deuce and Yuu looked at each other, eyes wide, and then back at the mess, searching for any sign of movement.

Ace pushed off some rubble so he could flash them a thumbs up.

They breathed a sigh of relief.

Grim, on the other hand, who had taken residence on one of the shelves to avoid the chaos ensuing below, looked disgruntled. He’d had to move, after all, and that must have been such a difficult thing for his poor baby. Yuu cooed and rushed to scoop up him up, smoothing out ruffled fur.

Ace gave Deuce, who had helped him out, a vague nod of acknowledgement, before sending Yuu a particularly harsh glare. It was an ‘I’d kill you if I wouldn’t immediately get targeted by every zombie in the country’ kind of look. But Yuu was immune, on account of the whole ‘It’d be your funeral, too’ thing. So he just smiled and hugged his darling closer.

“Thanks for your help,” Ace said sarcastically.

“You’re welcome!”

~

Their cart loaded up with a radio and hand crank generator – as well as some other miscellaneous things like yarn, a few marshmallow guns they were hoping might have candy in them, and some towels they could for makeshift bandages  – they started heading out.

Unfortunately, the cart stopped the moment they left the parking lot. All three of them went perfectly silent as they remembered that lots of carts were rigged to keep homeless people from stealing them. Maybe it was magnets, or something? All Yuu could tell was that the cart really didn’t want to pass over the yellow line at their feet.

Damn hostile architecture. Didn’t the old lawmakers realize that purposefully making things even harder for homeless people would be very annoying during an apocalypse?!

Deuce scoffed and walked around the cart, kicking each and every one of the wheels as hard as he possibly could.

And then he continued pushing the cart.

It passed over the yellow line with ease.

Well, maybe ‘with ease’ is not quite the right word,  because now all four wheels were somewhat out of place. But, regardless, they were still working far better than before.

Ace and Yuu looked at each other with wide eyes.

“How’d you know that would work?” Yuu asked.

“Percussive maintenance works on everything,” Deuce said, his eyes not meeting his.

Now, if it was just Yuu, Yuu probably would have let it go. But it was not, and Ace slung his arm around Deuce’s shoulders. “Someone’s lying.”

“Yeah, Grim,” said Deuce.

This was, technically, true. Grim was lying down, in Yuu’s arms.

“Oh come on, Deuce, you’re not that stupid,” Ace teased.

“I might be.”

“Are you sure that you want to win that argument?” Yuu asked, raising an eyebrow.

Deuce hesitated. On one hand, he clearly didn’t want to admit to whatever it was. On the other, arguing that you’re actually extremely dumb is not an amazing thing for your self-esteem. This was quite the conundrum.

One he didn’t really have much time to consider. Because, while the walk back ‘home’ could never be considered short, Ace wasn’t particularly patient. He was, however, extremely annoying, poking at Deuce’s face and ribs to try and get him to open up.

At least he was using his finger and not a knife. Progress.

Eventually, Deuce sighed and gave in. “Fine, but promise you won’t tell anyone, okay?”

“... literally who would we even tell?” Yuu asked.

Deuce’s face reddened. “Just promise!”

Ace and Yuu gave each other confused looks, but then shrugged. If, somehow, all three of them were saved, they would not tell their new government about Deuce’s… probable crimes, guessing by the current way the conversation was going.

As long as he didn’t tell the government about their definite crimes, at least.

Deuce cleared his throat. “Before… everything, I was… a bit of an asshole. My mom was great, but without a dad around… you know the stereotype, I’m sure. Uh… I got into some shit I shouldn’t have. It stressed my mom out, and… I always said I’d get better ‘tomorrow’. But now…” His grip tightened on the shopping cart, briefly. For the first time, Yuu noticed a myriad of pale scars lining his hands. “But that’s in the past. By the time this is over, and I see my mom again, I want to be… no, I’m going to be better..”

Yuu and Ace looked at each other, unsure of what to say for a minute. They had expected drama, not whatever this was. This was a surprisingly genuine conversation that Deuce was roping them into, and that was a rarity in their ‘friend’ group for a reason. None of them were particularly good with the whole emotions thing, as is normal for teenagers and people who manage to survive months in apocalyptic scenarios. So teenagers who had managed to survive months in an apocalyptic scenario were just about the worst things they could be at the moment.

So, what should they do?

… hopefully, if they continued treating Deuce like they normally would, he would understand that they didn’t see him any differently just because he used to be awful. Because Yuu was not going to say any of that aloud, thank you very much.

Instead, he begins with, “I mean… I’m all for personal growth and all –.”

“I’m not,” said Ace. Thank you for your input, Ace.

“ – but I’m not sure that the apocalypse is the best time to decide to be a morally upstanding person.”

Deuce looked at him warily for a minute, and then snorted. “Dude, you are such a hypocrite.”

“No, I’m not. Everything I do is perfect and amazing.”

Ace raised an eyebrow. “Your best friend is a zombie.”

One time! He befriended a zombie one time!

But he had already made this point before, to no avail, so it was time for Yuu to try a different method. He smiled, softly. “Well, I met you guys, so was it really a mistake?”

Ace and Deuce went red. Grim’s eyes narrowed suspiciously.

“You can’t just flirt your way out of being called out,” Ace muttered.

His smile dropped into a pout immediately. “Awwww why nooooot?”

Grim bunted his head against Yuu’s shirt in an attempt to cheer him up. At least the problematic zombie he had adopted was on his side.

~

It took longer than one would have liked to get enough power saved in the generator for the radio to start up. Only one of them could actually turn the crank at any one time, and Deuce and Ace had been talking about taking turns, so Yuu decided it was the perfect time to find a quiet (secluded, hidden) corner to learn knitting.

Frankly, he kind of wished that he had just helped them. Knitting is, apparently, very hard. He squinted at the pattern in the book he’d picked up, and then down at what he had spent the last hour and a half making. It would, nicely put, be called a bundle of string. He was going to cry. How the hell did he manage to create the legendary gordian knot by accident?

“Grim, just turn me into a zombie already,” he lamented, throwing down his knitting needles so he could rest his head in his hands.

“Don’t try to get yourself killed,” Deuce said. “Especially not because you’re bad at knitting, of all things.”

“We still haven’t established whether it’s actually dying,” Yuu said, which might not be the strongest defense, but it was the only one he could come up with on the fly.

Deuce sighed. Deeply.

And then a hand grabbed Yuu by the ear. He shrieked and immediately scrambled to follow the hand for the sake of not dying. This is the true problem with people raised by single mothers. They are simply too good at getting people to listen to them. Yuu, who had had two parents, was not as effective – he tried screaming for Grim, but Grim just seemed amused by the whole situation. The traitor.

Deuce could kill him! Or torture him! And Grim would just be sitting idly by!

When he told Grim this, Grim almost seemed to laugh. Yuu hadn’t even known that cats could do that.

This is the worst day ever.

At least he got to sit down on Ace’s futon to await his fate. Ace had gotten less stingy over the past few days. Given enough time, Yuu was pretty sure he could wear the boy down enough to sleep on the futon with him, because he was getting sick of the sleeping bag, and dragging a mattress from the nearest apartment complex sounded like way more effort than he was willing to put in.

Ace came to sit next to him, fiddling with the settings on the radio, and Deuce took the spot on his other side. They huddled somewhat closer than they usually might to watch as the radio flickered to life, the high whine of static meeting their ears. Grim snapped to full attention. Ace began flipping through stations…

There was a fundamental flaw to their plan, though, as they quickly realized.

In order for their makeshift Spirit Box to work, there would need to be radio channels for them to cycle through. And there were none. No one was concerned with playing the greatest hits when the zombie apocalypse was going on.

Yuu flopped back onto the futon. “Guys. I think we might be stupid.”

~~~~~~~~

Pt6>

[1moreoffkeyanthem]

More Moose-centric OJV headcanons bc I love that cat.

-so Stan, post college grad and working up the courage to actually put his degree to use (mans self doubt is beatin his ass), is volunteering at the local animal shelter, when someone brings a cardboard box to the front desk.

- they’re like “hey someone left this outside my building, I can’t really have a pet rn” and Stan looks in the box to see the TINIEST little brown cat looking up at him with big sad eyes and he just starts SOBBING.

- immediately decides that this kitten is coming home with him, tells the shelter owner he’s leaving early and BOOKS IT home, got the cat wrapped up in his jacket in the passenger seat, seat warmer on, and Stan’s talking to him still crying a little. The thing is, this boy’s been going through a really tough time and he’s been reading children’s books to comfort himself, so he has “Thidwick The Big Hearted Moose” by dr Seuss on the brain, so he’s like HOLY SHIT IM CALLING YOU MOOSE! And Moose is just vibin he’s a real good cat

- they get home and Stan realizes he didn’t tell Kyle (adhd boy moment) bc he was too excited so he’s FULLY expecting Ky to be mad at him for bringing a pet home spontaneously, but Kyle is JUST AS HAPPY AS HE IS!!! And later that night, when Kyle thinks Stan’s out of earshot, he’s whispering to Moose, thanking him for making Stan smile again askfhdjwl

- bringing Moose to the vet clinic where Wendy works to get his shots and a checkup gives Stan a push to actually apply there, and everyone there LOVES that cat, like Wendy’s facetiming Bebe (they’re married at this point btw) to show her and Stan has a job working with animals now, like Moose really pulled him out of a SadSack slump shout-out to Moose!

-Moose’s favorite spot in the WORLD is Kyle’s chest, like Ky cannot lay down anywhere without him curling up in the divot of his sternum, ESPECIALLY if he senses that something’s wrong. Like when Kyle’s sick or having a bad pain day, Moose is there purring like a lawn mower directly over his heart.

-that cat is spoiled as HELL like I’m talkin everyone who meets him falls immediately in love bc he’s so sweet and so little even years later, he’s also intuitive as fuck and a natural emotional support animal. Kenny builds him a sickass cat tree, if he wants some of whatever the boys are eating all he has to do is rub his little head on their hand and (as long as it won’t make him sick) he gets a bite lmao. He wants picked up? He gets picked up. And everyone knows Kyle Broflovski cannot say no to Big Sad Blue Eyes and Moose is no exception to that ajsgdkwjdk. When Craig and Tweek meet Moose, he LOVES Craig bc he’s quiet and calm and that connection helps crog get over his friendship barrier with Stan. Tweek is nervous around animals but eventually falls in love with Moose too.

- he’s a pretty chill cat, doesn’t yowl in the middle of the night or cause problems, doesn’t bite or scratch even playfully. Occasionally he’ll get suspicious when Stan comes home from work smelling like other animals, but he’s used to it. His zoomies are HILARIOUS but he’s a total crybaby when he gets stuck on top of a door or something and needs help getting down. Once he got himself on top of the kitchen cabinets while Stan wasn’t home, Kyle couldn’t reach him and his stubborn ass didn’t want to go across the hall to get Craig so he climbed onto the counter, fell and aggravated his bad knee, and Moose would NOT leave his side for days after. Moose still got himself stuck in the same place the next week.

-he loves to go on walks! He has a little red harness and WEARS LITTLE CAT SIZED SWEATERS IN THE WINTER!!! The three of them 100% do holiday cards In matching outfits oh my god.

- Moose likes to sit in the windowsill in the home office and *ekekeke* at birds it’s the funniest shit ever.

-he’s very good on car rides except when Kyle’s driving because that man gets horrible road rage and Moose is all oh ok dads mad that means something is Wrong everyone panic and he’s yelling and bouncing around the car and it’s funny but it’s really not bc ~danger~ and yeah if Kyle’s driving Moose is in the carrier lmao.

- is a MODEL patient at the vet (partly bc his dad is the vet in question and he trusts Stan with his whole tiny heart)

-oh my god ok so Stan’s AA chapter has a lot of people who bring their pets to meetings and whenever he brings Moose in everyone is SHOWERING him with attention it’s so cute all the old timers are all “that’s a good cat right there he takes a pet no problem” and he’s wandering the meeting hall saying hi to everyone social king!

- Moose has never met a person he hates. Except Randy. Moose hates Randy.

[skyedancer2006]

Omori brain rot and mythology/supernatural brain rot have combined into this thought process:

Thinking about Omori -> thinking about AUs -> thinking about that one semi-known Monstermori AU that has a major cultural appropriation problem with one of the characters (if you know you know) -> thinking about what I would do if I made my own -> researching Japanese folklore and yokai for Mari and Sunny -> where we are now

More research is needed to find what the rest of the main cast would be, but so far I have this:

Sunny is a bakeneko; a cat yokai with great shapeshifting abilities (including into human forms). They start as normal cats, and gain supernatural abilities from living long lives. Many are troublemakers and are said to bring bad luck, sometimes even eating and replacing their former masters, but some varieties (such as maneki neko) bring good luck and are kind to humans. They are able to consume things much larger than themselves, including many poisonous things, and can summon ghostly fires from their tails (often accidentally starting fires). Some also can reanimate fresh bodies and use them as puppets. [source]

I knew I wanted some sort of cat yokai for Sunny, and bakeneko are quite flexible with their stories and personalities/natures, so they work decently well. Even when taking human form and living life mostly as a human, bakeneko still retain some cat-like traits, and considering Sunny’s already cat-like nature, it fits.

Mari is a kitsune, specifically a holy kitsune. Most commonly, kitsune are known as trickster fox spirits with powerful shapeshifting abilities, some deciding to live human lives, but holy kitsune are servants of the Shinto deity Inari, and act as mediums and messengers to the gods. They are also known to provide good luck and ward off evil spirits. [source]

Once I saw the part about holy kitsune warding off evil spirits like the lily-of-the-valley, and combining that with Smug Mari™️ and the trickster side of kitsune, I knew it was perfect. Kitsune are known for taking the forms of beautiful women to play tricks on human men (Hero), so now we have two animal shapeshifter yokai masquerading as human siblings with a tendency for mischief; it’s perfect!

If anyone has any suggestions for what supernaturals Hero, Kel, Aubrey, and Basil could be, I’m all ears! Basil would definitely be something plant related, and I was thinking some sort of canine for Kel (bc of his high energy and enthusiasm, and also Hector) and a rabbit or hare for Aubrey (since she already has a connection to rabbits), but I have no ideas for Hero. A food related supernatural? Are there any that fit? I have no clue.

[john-marshall]

the vet says my cats are “hefty” so they’re all going on diets. i love a project so i made a spreadsheet. i calculated each cat’s caloric requirements at rest, and then calculated a small deficit that will have them losing a pound over ten weeks. then i took that and for each cat i wrote a weekly feeding schedule with the caloric intake taken as an average over a week so that the cats can have some variety. i’ve spent many hours on this. the spreadsheet has 8 sheets. i’m not done. i’m done enough that we can start putting it into practice but Oh. I’m not done.

problem #1… chestnut. the baby. the fatboy. the dipshit. the sweetboy. 14.26 pounds. not a big cat. fat.

problem #2… willow. big mama. she’s actually not as difficult to keep at a healthy weight as chestnut but she’s smart. we had an extra bag of dry food in the basement (backstock) and she ripped a hole into it and they’ve all been eating out of it for who knows how long. 8.5lb bag. went to get it yesterday. decided to weigh it. 17.74oz left in the bag.

problem #3… the creature himself. ash. my boy. he’s not actually much of an overeater, but chestnut and willow overwhelm him to steal his food, and he doesn’t bother to stick around, and then he ends up eating too much in bursts.

literally just a lot. i miss being on tumblr i’m just so out of the loop whenever i log on i get distracted and zip off again.

my brain isn’t working very well. my memory is disappearing at a rate that has been scaring me for months and months. i’ve brought it up to a bunch of healthcare professionals and literally the only one who took it seriously was the house calls guy from my insurance, and he did a little memory test and told me like “you only need to get one so you technically passed but you should really follow up on that.” i had a little catsitting gig out of town last week so i wasn’t around home. my roommate asked me one day to take her laundry basket to the basement (she has cerebral palsy this request is not something i have an issue with). i agreed but we were in the middle of something. to my memory, we were chatting and going on, and then i had to go back to catsit and left, forgot about the basket until she texted me about it, and i told her i forgot and apologized, but turns out i went upstairs and sounded like i was moving things around, but then didn’t move the laundry basket. i have quite literally no memory of going upstairs. at first she thought i was being a bitch but… nope. blank slate. might be worse? idk. i have an appt with my pcp about it but i’m just like. YEA… i told my pcp about it in SEPTEMBER 🙌

i’m getting sued i’m due in court on tuesday

birthday approaches

i think i have long covid

fuck this year already for real

[le-parole-piu-grandi]

Finally!

Today is the day my mood has finally shifted! I finally realized what I need to do to be contented and happy.

Yes, I heard it a million time before. I actually need to care about myself first. But yesterday was the first day I put it into action.

I just decided to say what I actually want to my man. Not pretending to be okay if I’m not. I had a pretty shitty mood yesterday, so he offered to eat out somewhere. We ended up getting delicious burgers at Grott Spot. They were soo good!

The funny thing is, the last time we had our ‘serious talk’ that was exactly what he asked me to do - to tell him what I want. I think it has always been a problem within our relationship. For some reason I felt not eligible to ask him to give me what I really want. I always thought it’s better for me to adjust to anyone else’s desires, including his. Or it could start after the USA, because I felt guilty for leaving him for a year..

But in a romantic relationship it doesn’t work in the long run, it turns out. I became so emerged in his desires and needs, I forgot what mine are.

And we both felt so good after dinner. We watched the movie I chose - with Adriano Celentano. Such optimistic vibes. Real good comedy. It was hard to believe it’s 43 years old… Then I turned on my predator mode and attacked him. He was already sleeping. He didn’t resist, though. On the contrary, as it should be. That felt much better than many times before.

I even woke up with a much better mood than I did for the last couple of weeks. I even almost stopped thinking about her. For some reason, these thoughts didn’t (and don’t) hurt so much anymore. I just don’t feel like focusing on them anymore. I don’t feel like it’s needed. That’s such a relief, to be honest.

I still was kinda nervous today, because of the load of tasks I gotta do, so I slept a lot again. Took my brain pills (could they be the reason of my mood change? I don’t think so, though, cause today’s only the second day I take them). Olga called, we talked for an hour or so - it felt so good and warm. I’m so grateful to her for being by my side all this time.

I couldn’t start learning, so I played the piano for about an hour too. My cat kept meowing all day long, so I became pretty irritated. The louder I played, the louder she meowed. I ended up playing badly, because I couldn’t concentrate.

The apartment was a mess. I didn’t have energy to unload the dishwasher, to load it again (the sink was full), to clean the stove, to turn on the vacuum cleaner in the bathroom, to put the dried clothes away, to take out the trash, to wash some more clothes and to wash the cat’s carrier. Wow, some many things to do around the house… And all these things kept bothering me. So I remembered Salma Hayek’s advice to turn on the music and dance until you feel good if you don’t. I plugged in my headphones and turned on Eminem and Rihanna’s ‘Love the way you lie’. I just sang along, not caring about if I do it right. If my neighbors hear me (I still thought they could come and complain, but they didn’t, so it’s a success!). I think I listened to it and sang for about 10 times or more. It gave me energy to start doing all these things around the house. Then I turned on other songs, and almost all of them sounded great. It’s a sign of me having good mood, I noticed.

I managed doing all of the chores in just about 1.5 hours. Like a university lecture. I felt soooo much better! That should be my therapy. Listening to the songs I like and singing along. That’s what sparks joy in me!

That’s why it was easy for me to understand that I want an onigiri, so I went and bought it. It was delicious.

When my man came home, he told me about his day. He had a pretty rough time at work today. I tried to support him without immersing into his mood, and I think I managed to do it. He spilled his anger out, threw some socks in the air and kicked his backpack, but after that he seemed much calmer. That’s good.

I continued my studies and did that for a couple of hours. Then I got too tired and laid down on the couch with him. His warmth feels so good. Touching, hugging and cuddling with my man is another thing that brings me joy.

I don’t feel sleepy now, unfortunately, that’s why I’m writing this post. Just felt like I want to remember today in the future - remember the day, when I felt good.

Oh, and today was my mom’s birthday! Maybe In getting older or something, but it’s so nice not to feel rebellious towards her anymore. I just feel love and want to call her, share with her and make her happy. It’s such a nice feeling.

Well, that should wrap it up. I like today, I want more of such days.

[zerobaseonefics]

I’m sorry if this is long but this was my first time writing 😭

the little spark in his face the joy never seemed to fade, as the world was spinning he was living.

But does living last forever? No it doesn’t and by that I don’t mean saying he’s was all gone now but that kind of joy I was talking about doesn’t seem to appear any soon.

If it wasn’t for the car crash, if it wasn’t for the hurry, if it wasn’t for me asking for help fast as possible none of these things would happen.

Now he’s in the hospital not all alone luckily but me in his side peacefully.

A brain injury, paralyzed legs and a broken arm. This is all cursed and the worst.

“Open your mouth” I say slowly as I move my hand holding the spoon with soup to him.

It’s hard for him to have his body control back so I’m here to help.

But it’s also sad I can’t communicate with him due to the loose of vocal chord.

I cant imagine the pain he must be feeling. I don’t understand how he isn’t mad at me.

After all of this was my fault.

“Hello, not to interrupt you but.. Miss can I borrow you for a second?” The doctor said and left for a moment. I kissed his forehead. “I’ll be back okay?” And left as well.

“What is it doctor? Is he getting any better soon?” I asked waiting for an answer but it was all quiet.

like those times where you watch the sunset and the birds who used to sing has all gone to sleep and you just sit there and watch the pretty view? Yeah that what I just felt like at the moment.

“Doctor! Tell me what’s wrong?”

“Miss I’m so sorry to say this but.. I don’t think it seems to work fine for him..” he explained.

it’s been said that his breathing was getting more difficult day by day which I had realized and that he’s only got 6 months to live. He was living in a temporary torture because of the unhealing pain that has been eating him alive. The doctor explained that I could either let him live for those last 6 months with the pain he was experiencing or we would end the machine he was getting all the breathing help from.

“What do you mean doctor..” I couldn’t believe the fact the love of my life I planned my future with was gonna leave us soon at such a young age all because of me!

I broke down, I couldn’t even go crazy cause my body lost all of it energy I was so tired. Tired of all the worry tired of all the time.

After whiping my tears I got back in again. A person sitting on the wheel chair looking out of the window like a confused cat. Who never understood why everyone wanted to have a cat like it, take care of it, be so lovely and cute all the times.

For the last time I hugged him, kissed him, cuddled him, gave him food and spent my last night with him. But could I even sleep in the first place? No. I couldn’t. And I don’t think anyone who was in my position would.

I gave up on him living for the last 6 months, I didn’t wanted him to feel pain anymore and make this world his burden but I knew it was hard for me to make this choice and let it all go. But I decided that it was him to go to heaven and wait for me until I was in his arms again.

My dear baby, I hope to see you again. Don’t forget to watch me and take care of me while you’re up there. I love you so much my only protector.

- 🐹

okay so!! when it comes to my personal taste, i don't like when the story is written in first person, with "I". however, if this is your style, keep it like this, some people prefer this.

as for the writing in itself, i can tell english is not your first language because of some little mistakes. we can understand what you're trying to say, and it's not a problem to me. i also do some mistakes when i write! but try and proofread what you wrote to make sure you can avoid them.

however, i think you're doing good! if you practice a bit more and make sure to make less mistakes, it'll be perfect! keep going!

[willowsrecovery]

14-11-12022

My day:

So I missed two days of this, they were both really hard shitty days. Today has also been hard. I had my doctors appointment this morning that went alright, we talked about my mental health a lot and she’s quite concerned. Then we came home and rested for a bit before going to the shops, but right at the start there was an incident with my mum and sister where they both raised their voices had a panic tone and jumped at me and it scared me quite a bit, when I tried to explain why I was scared my sister got quite defensive which made things worse, so I felt like shit for the whole trip and wanted to shit off. When we got home I laid in bed and cried for a bit before having a nap, when I got up I did my diary cards and had dinner then went for a walk. I was in a lot of pain so I didn’t even make it half way, and when we came back I had a massive breakdown that lasted a few hours (I’m just coming out of it now) I was first upset about getting me food that I can make myself for breakfast, and then about my bathing situation. I haven’t been able to have a bath in days because the last time I did one I sat there scrubbing one arm for 10 minutes before having a breakdown for an hour over it still not being clean enough and thought about it for the rest of the night, so now my brain won’t let me do it at all. Then I was upset about all the jobs/tasks, mums being saying to give them to her but she doesn’t have the time/energy to do them either, she can hardly keep up with everything there already is, that turned into a fight after me expressing that it always feel like she’s dismissing my concerns when all she says is “it’s fine”. I then felt like I was just the problem for not wanting to live in a mouldy house or have my cat eating/drinking from mouldy bowls since everyone else seems fine with it and it made me pretty suicidal, feeling like I was just the problem. I ended up self harming a bit with the only thing I had available (not mentioning what it was) and say in bed and cried for 2 hours. Mum has now cleaned the laundry and all the cat stuff which I’m thankful for but I still feel like shit.

What I accomplished today:

• morning hygiene routine

• made myself lunch

• did my diary cards

• went for a little bit of a walk

• night hygiene routine

Self validating statement:

My cats and I deserve to live in a clean and safe environment, and I’m not demanding too much to want that to be met

Shadow work prompt for the 12th:

Describe a relationship you walked away from. Write down the reasons it’s been a positive life choice.

The most recent was with an ex boyfriend, we stayed friends for a while afterwards but he started treating me really shit, and not respecting the deals and agreements we had, he knew what I needed and expected of the relationship and even tho they were very basic requests he broke them, so I decided I didn’t deserve to be treated like that, and when I left he tried to make me the bad guy and blame it on me to our mutual friend (who is now my sister and moved out from his house into mine)

Shadow work prompt for yesterday:

Describe yourself with objectivity.

I’m not really sure what to say here, I struggle with a lot of tasks, but I care for people a lot, sometimes to a downfall.

How easy was this task?

Kinda tricky, but I came up with it alright (tho I’m not sure if I really answered the question correctly)

Do you know who you truly are?

Honestly? I don’t know if I do, I’m quite detached from myself a lot and kind of just go off what other people say about me

Do you like who you are?

Not really, I don’t like how limited I am by things and how much I struggle, and I don’t like the way my brain functions

Shadow work prompt for today:

What person has hurt you the most in your life?

My ex best friend George, our friendship and what happened still haunts me

Write them a letter telling them all the things you’d like to say.

George, you’re an absolute peace of shit, I hate you with my whole body, but the worst part is that some of my heart still loves you. That day you SA’d me has lived with me and still haunts me 6 years later. I’m still  tortured by dreams with you, half of them good we’re we make up, half of them horrible with you attacking me, all of them bad in some way. I wish you knew how much you hurt me, but you probably don’t care, I was just one of your many victims, even tho you were my best friend for a year and half, the first person I trusted again, the first person I opened up to, the first person that made me feel loved and worthy of care and compassion. Then you broke all that and you taught me that all I’m good for is sex, and to get what you want around me. The rumour spread around school that someone in my grade slept with someone in your grade, and the one in your grade finally got what they had been wanting for months, but the girl in my grade didn’t live up to expectations and was disappointing, and they were just a shitty prostitue. So thanks for that, thankfully they didn’t figure out it was me but I could never go back. Then when David confronted you you blamed it all on TJ, who was also a rapist piece of shit, but you knew what you did, you admitted it to me over text, but played it off like it was someone else. I hate you, I hate you’re guts, you don’t deserve a nice life for everything you did to me and those other girls. I should’ve listened when I was warned after what you did to Ali, but I was naive, and I loved you, I wish I never met you, you monster.

Ha sorry that was a bit long and a bit intense, if you can’t tell, I’m still quite affected by that whole situation

Anyway, here’s some photos of my cat to cheer us up, she has an instagram now, little_asterroid

I didn’t listen to music today so unfortunately I don’t have a song, so I guess goodbye for tonight

[dragonsareourfuture]

Ways the Death Note Cast Show They Trust You

I lost some inspiration towards the middle there, I’m sorry!!

L

- he will always have Watari make extra servings of food just for you. It’s a bit startling at first. So suddenly there’s just food in front of you that you think is for L, but when you push it towards him, he pushes it right back to you.

“You don’t want it?” He’d ask, leaving you confused until you finally put the pieces together.

“Oh, I…I guess I didn’t realize it was for me. My bad.” You begin eating. “Thank you.”

L simply hums and continues with whatever he was just up to.

- You know that thing cats do where they’re sitting perfectly still, eyes closed, guard slightly down, but still not quite asleep? I can picture L doing something like this during any moment of downtime he gets. Just sitting, scrunched up in his chair or wherever he happens to be, eyes closed but the cogs in his brain are still turning. You notice him doing this when it is only you and him in the room, simply thinking it’s because of the moment of rare solitude. Little do you know, it’s because he trusts that you won’t hurt him or let anything bad happen to him.

- L is a person who prefers to be in charge of his own life. He likes knowing what’s going on around him at all times and when things are out of his hands he can’t help but feel uncomfortable. However, with a person he’s developed a close relationship with and knows he can trust with everything he has, L will feel more comfortable leaving decisions up to them. You’ll have to start small though, like being the one to plan a surprise date. He might feel a bit uncomfy at the beginning, shifting around and possibly even insisting he sit so that he can see the exits clearly, but he eases into it eventually. Soon you both find yourselves joking around in the odd way that you do and gorging on cake and ice cream.

Mello

- being vulnerable is something Mello isn’t too keen on. He already feels vulnerable most of the time and would kick himself if he let that show through his actions. If Mello truly trusts you, he will feel as though he can be vulnerable around you without any judgement on your end. Small acts that show vulnerability such as asking you to help him with something he can’t quite handle on his own — even if it’s something as simple as not being able to reach something off a shelf or being unsure about how to fix something. Eventually, he’ll work his way up to the bigger stuff like being physically wounded in front of you or having a mental block.

- Sharing his clothes with you or letting you pick his outfit for him. Now, it sounds like he’s just being a little diva and that’s only partially true. But his clothes are important to him, they’re a factor that sets him aside from his plain-dressing rival and in his eyes they make him more interesting than him, visually at least. He’s happy to dress you up, and it is true that he has to have a close relationship with you to want to do so, but you should be especially proud if he lets you alter his appearance in any way.

- He likes to believe that he’s had his goals set out from the beginning. Surpass Near, become the next L, and go on from there. What he pushes to the back of his brain are the moments he’s been studying and he’s asked himself ‘What if I went down a different path?’. He quickly pushes these thoughts away, but they keep coming back. What would life be like if this wasn’t an option for him? What if he were a writer? What if he lived in the city with people he loves and went to the movies every Friday? Unwillingly, he has a whole list of possibilities. If he truly trusts you, he’ll share every single one with you. Whether it’s dropping hints or confessing them one by one late at night, he can’t help but feel that they’re safe with you.

Misa

- it seems a bit surface level, but it’s true — Misa will talk down on Light in front of you if she trusts you. But it’s not straight away. She had developed a lot of courage to actually break up with him, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t still doubt her decision to do so. It’s only when she finds out from you how loved ones are supposed to treat each other — with kindness and respect — that she feels her decision to ditch Light was the entirely right one. Slowly, she’ll start to admit to you all the things she hated about Light, starting with some of his mannerisms and building up to something like how he forced her to leave the entertainment business.

- Misa is…dramatic. She likes to go above and beyond for someone she’s infatuated with and make sure they’re the happiest they can be. If she trusts you enough to develop this kind of infatuation and, with some development, less of an obsession and more of a strong, bonding love, you will be doted on to the point where it’s almost ridiculous. You could be at home during one of her work days and you’ll get a delivery of lunch from your favorite takeout place because Misa was ‘thinking of you <3’, as she explains when you text her asking why food randomly showed up at your place. It’s rather sweet.

- Misa’s a pretty talkative person in general, that’s a well known fact. She’ll talk about clothes, a cute birdie she saw on her way home, really anything that comes to mind. But, she’ll do that with about anyone who’ll listen. It’s gradual, so it’s hard to notice, but if Misa grows to trust you she’ll start talking about some of the more serious things that have been on her mind for a while, those things that she thought would scare off anyone she liked because of how personal they are to her. Her family before they died, for example. It’s something that Misa thinks about. So much. But she doesn’t really talk about it. She wants to forget, put the past behind her but because she’s never talked about it with anyone it’s hard to do that. She’ll talk about her family to you, the little things her sister used to do and some things her parents did that she misses.

Matsuda

- Matsuda often begins to idolize those who he thinks are trustworthy and have a good heart. He starts to tell you how much he loves when you do x and that he wishes he could perform as well as you in that area. In a sense, he trusts you with his vulnerability, letting you know that he thinks of himself as less than satisfactory and how he wishes he could do better, only he channels it by pointing out good things about you. If…that makes sense.

- This sounds dire, but he’ll risk his life for the people he completely, without a doubt trusts. He was willing to do so with Chief Yagami, someone he saw as a father figure, and he would certainly be willing to do so with you, someone who he feels he has a deep emotional connection to. Whether you’re in a situation where he would need to or he’s just saying that he would, he means it.

- Matsuda trusts you to not make fun of him when he overshares or talks too much or anything his coworkers brush him off for. He feels that he can talk about things he finds funny and talk about his life without worrying about what you think of him when he does.

Matt

- he would drop everything to help you. Whether that’s dropping his game to help you kill a bug or leaving his duties behind to help you out of a life or death situation. Whichever scenario you happen to find yourself in he’s there no matter what.

- He’ll invite you into his personal life. I know this is kind of a given but Matt had the chance to become the next L. He had the chance to become something “great” and he said “ummm rather not” to it because it wasn’t something he wanted. If he shares this information with you, he trusts you not to leave him for something better when you discover the status he could have had and refused. He trusts you to appreciate him because of him and not the intelligence everyone but him cherishes.

- He leaves you alone around important technology and software he’s hacked. Unfortunately for him, betrayal comes with the business he’s got himself into and, if Matt really trusts you on both a professional and emotional level, he won’t have a problem worrying about whether or not you’ll take advantage of his coffee break to gather information for some other organization or something. He will literally just go “mkay babe I gotta go fuel up on caffeine real quick, you’re good watching the hacked government database right? Cool cya.”

Near

- Near trusts you to take him to public places. Sounds simple, yeah. But Near has never liked crowds, or even just too many strangers in a wide open place. It’s strange to everyone observing how one day he decides he needs a new toy, his old one having broken due to old age, and asks you to take him to the toy store. He’s questioned, people wondering why he wouldn’t rather you just go alone but Near insists. Apparently the toy that broke is special addition and he wants to make sure you get the right one. He stays close to you the whole way, not really saying much, but he’s there and that’s a big step for him.

- He helps you out with puzzles. Basically cheats for you. When he’s eyeing one specific empty slot, coughing lightly to get your attention, just know that he’s not helping you because he thinks you need it. Quite the opposite actually. With anyone else, he believes that they should be able to solve it on their own. He thinks that if they can’t, then that’s their fault. But with you…it’s as if he trusts that you’re intelligent enough without the puzzle being an indicator of that intelligence, so much so that he thinks the puzzle itself is obsolete when it comes to you. He doesn’t need a puzzle to know how smart you are.

- He’ll eat the foods you make him. Near’s picky eater-ness is above that of a child who only eats chicken tenders and pizza. He doesn’t eat that many people’s food because he knows it’s probably not he way he likes it. But with you, he trusts that you respect his eating habits and know him well enough to get it right the first time. Though he does check the food out for a bit, he’ll eat it. Sometimes all of it. Fuckin astonishing to Rester who had attempted many times to heat up microwave dinners for the guy.

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very few characters actually have adhd in media, and when they do, what people mean by that is just that they fidget a lot, not that they have adhd. the only character with adhd I can think of where I’ve watched/read it and I’ve gone, “oh, this character actually has adhd” is Jake peralta from Brooklyn 99. so, here’s my take on how to write adhd, with examples from Brooklyn 99.

I’ll do the best I can to separate them into three categories; the three things people look for in adults with ADHD, which are rejection sensitivity dysphoria, an interest-based nervous system, and emotional hyperarousal.

I’ll also randomly bold and italicize bits so people with ADHD can actually read it.

Rejection Sensitivity Dysphoria, or RSD

Rejection sensitivity dysphoria makes people with ADHD overly sensitive to criticism, even if they perceive a rejection and there actually isn’t one. Their emotions are also very strong generally. Because of RSD, people with ADHD become people-pleasers and can develop anxiety because they’re so eager to please.

For me, RSD makes me cry an embarrassing amount for any little reason. in your writing, make your characters overdramatic, criers, and/or people-pleasers. They’ll have trouble saying no. They may also be over competitive, as their perceived rejection may include losing.

how does Jake show this in b99? When Jake comes up with a catchphrase and Rosa says it’s terrible, jake is far more hurt than he should be. He hates losing, and he gets overly upset whenever someone says they don’t like him or don’t trust him, etc. he’s also a people pleaser who has trouble saying no.

An interest-based nervous system

An interest-based nervous system includes hyperfocuses and an inability to pay attention. It stems from the fact that we can’t make as much dopamine as neurotypicals. This means that while neurotypicals get dopamine after completing a task, people with ADHD don’t. That means that people with ADHD don’t have any reason to do tasks, especially those they don’t like. This leads to executive dysfunction—people with ADHD will know they have to or want to do something, but they can’t seem to do it. people with ADHD hyperfocus on things that bring them dopamine. I was obsessed with warrior cats for three years. But hyperfocuses can also last a short amount of time—I’ll have a drawing idea in the middle of class and won’t be able to concentrate on anything else before I finish it. this is where our impulsiveness comes from. we can leap into things we think will give us dopamine without thinking, which can lead to injury. We also tend to tell people personal things they don’t want to hear because of this, and don’t have very good boundaries. We sometimes say whatever comes into our head, which can also result in us being rude on accident. Our voices can also get very loud or we can interrupt people frequently because we’re so impulsive. When people with ADHD hyperfocus, they can forget about anything else. I’ll forget to eat if I’m busy reading a Wikipedia article about feminism in the 1850s, and won’t go to the bathroom or drink water either. It’s also important to note that taking away distractions doesn’t help, because we can do things like pick at our skin and daydream—something that people with ADHD do a lot of. Because of executive dysfunction, people can call people with ADHD lazy or irresponsible.

people with ADHD can also be extremely indecisive because ADHD affects our executive functioning, and making decisions requires planning and prioritizing, and task initiation, which are both executive functions!

people with ADHD also have poor memory for important things, but tend to remember random bits of trivia. Poor memory leads to object permanence problems, which means people with ADHD can forget to call a friend back for weeks, forget that they need to read library books in a closed cabinet, or forget that the vegetables they got will go bad. People can sometimes say that people with ADHD don’t care about anything because of this.

people with ADHD can also be prone to depression because of under or overstimulation. Boredom feels painful for people with ADHD. If we’re overstimulated, we can experience sensory overload—if things are too bright or too loud, if too many things are touching us at once—often it’s not because the thing is too intense, but because too many things are happening at once.

We also have something some people call dolphin brain, where we jump from one thing to another. From the outside, it looks really random, but I find that when I’m talking to another neurodivergent communication is generally easier. For instance, someone with ADHD might see a bee at a baseball field and tell their team about the time they saw whales at seaworld because their little brother was also stung by a wasp there. people will see no connection on the outside, but it makes perfect sense to the person with ADHD.

people with ADHD can also be overachievers, either because they hyperfocus on schoolwork or their RSD makes it so that failing at something isn’t an option. people with ADHD can also be very controlling and stubborn, probably because we hyperfocus on something and cant handle it being any different, and any change to our plans can be seen as rejection.

we can also have a hard time ordering our thoughts or doing stuff like math in our head. a lot of the time I number my thoughts like, 1. this reason, 2. this reason, etc. even if theres only two or sometimes I just need the 1. as a transition for my brain. when I don’t write it down or organize it like that it feels like I’m trying to grasp ropes that have been covered in oil (it’s not going to happen) and then my brain gets all jumbled and I have to restart at the beginning. this is probably just me, but it feels the same way when I’m reading long paragraphs of something uninteresting, or even short bits of historical documents because the way they phrase things is really pompous and hard to process.

also, stuff like caffeine calms us down and helps us focus. people who don’t take medication (me) often drink coffee or caffeinated sodas to focus.

another random tip, but if your character with ADHD also is genderfluid or genderflux, they might have a hard time figuring out their gender sometimes, because we can be known to have a hard time putting our feelings into words or our brains will just go, “nope, not thinking about that right now” and move on, which can be pretty frustrating.

people with adhd also have a trait called time blindness, where we have no idea how long something takes and therefore can’t manage our time very well. this often results in us being late or just sitting around the house because we got ready way too early.

we also have something called consequence blindness—we do things and are completely unaware of the consequences. if I don’t brush my teeth, I get cavities. but I don’t think about that when I’m deciding I’m too tired to brush my teeth.

in b99, jake regularly stays up all night solving cases and watches documentaries on random topics. He’s also very distractible—when they’re trying to find the person who sent Captain Holt death threats in the train yard, Jake says he and captain holt should take a train trip together sometime. Jake says that he’ll forget Amy if they don't work together because he’s like a goldfish.

Emotional hyperarousal

This is the only thing people tend to include when writing characters: the fidgeting. People with ADHD tend to need more stimulation than others, so we’ll do things like draw during class and chew on pens.

people with ADHD can also have apd, or auditory processing disorder. we tend to watch shows with subtitles on and may take a second to process what you’re saying, or hear it wrong. The subtitles thing may be partially do to creating just the right amount of stimulation, but if I don’t have subtitles, me and my other friends with ADHD will watch tv with the volume turned up very high. People with ADHD also can have a hard time interpreting other people‘s tone and have a hard time controlling their own. They can be bad at social cues and have poor manners because we don’t pick up on that stuff.

people with ADHD also tend to observe everything or nothing at any given time, mostly based on the amount of stimulation they have—if they dont have a lot in their main task, they’ll need to take in something else at the same time. Likewise, if I’m hyperfocusing on something I often don’t notice anything else, like if someone asks me a question.

in b99, Jake fidgets with things a lot. In the intro, he’s picking up and examining a figurine on his desk, likely because he was bored with paperwork or some other task.

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The Brothers With an MC That’s Only Soft for Them

So, cute Headcanons are my kryptonite! Please enjoy, my fluff loving brethren!

Lucifer

We at Stupid Headcanons inc. recommend that MC does not inflate this bastard’s ego further, but if they choose to…

Lucifer, the morning star, a high ranking demon, does not need MC’s affection… that was a lie he C R A V E S it.

This pairing is actually quite complimentary, Lucifer is only soft for MC, MC is only soft for Lucifer, perfectly balanced.

MC shouldn’t expect Lucifer to be too reciprocal to their affections in public until they’re both neck deep into the relationship, but in private, hoo boy.

The “good job!”s, the hugs, the quick pecks on the cheek, all of it just made Lucifer practically melt. He adores all the affection, and it’s all for him.

Finally, someone in this house appreciates him…

“Lucifer, try not to overwork yourself, if you need anything, just ask, okay?” “Thank you, MC.” “Hey MC! I need help, pass me the remote.” “YOU CAN WALK OFF A CLIFF BELPHIE! Love you, Lucifer.”

And to be honest, some of the roasts are funny, but MC, dearest, please dial down the sass near Lord Diavolo.

Mammon

Of course MC’s favourite is the Great Mammon! Heh, who else would it be? Not that he needs this human’s affection or anything!

…screw it, please MC, give him more head pats.

Hand holding, hugs, resting his head on MC’s lap… Mammon’s really living the life.

In public Mammon is constantly trying to get MC to shower him in praise and affection in his own weird tsundere kind of way. It’s good thing MC is always willing to give their demon all the love they have.

It just makes him so happy that all of MC’s affection belongs to him, it makes his greedy little heart sing.

MC’s love and care tragically does not save him from being caught for his shenanigans, but MC, stone cold bitch that they are, will always do something bad to get strung up next to him.

“MC, what’re ya doin’ here?” “Oh you know babe, just hanging around.”

Nothing makes him smile more than when they stick up for him, to MC, he isn’t scummy trash, he’s the great Mammon! Their super amazing guardian! He does what he can to live up to MC’s image of him!

Since Mammon’s super supportive of his human, he’ll always provide reaction sound affects whenever MC delivers a verbal smack down.

Levi

MC likes him? Must be a joke. Who’d like a gross Otaku like him…?

The human exchange student apparently.

They’d listen with a look of pure adoration on their face whenever Levi would ramble about his favourite anime, they’d help him organize his figurines, they’d play video games with him…

Man… MC’s really playing the long con here on this practical joke.

When Levi isn’t drowning in self doubt, he absolutely loves how sweet and gentle MC is around him, a side only he gets to see… *swoon*

A cold mean character that’s only soft for their love interest??? That’s one of Levi’s top five favourite romantic tropes!

Levi’s often taking notes on MC’s snappy remarks so he can sass people while he streams, he’s not too good at it, so he just streams with MC present. His viewership goes up whenever exponentially whenever MC says anything.

“Someone in the chat just said I must be insanely lonely-” “There’s no way in hell you’re lonelier than that guy at night. His bed ranks number one in the top ten loneliest places ever.”

Satan

At first, Satan took more of an analytical interest in MC’s attitude, they’re either suicidally impulsive or very confident in their ability to run from danger if they think they can sass demons and get away unscathed.

Once the two connect and MC goes soft for him, it’s game over. Satan’s weakness is cute things, and nothing is cuter to him than his usually mean MC raining affection and compliments down upon him!

Satan finally has a leg up on Lucifer! The human adores him and isn’t afraid to talk back to that pretentious motherfucker-

MC sits in Satan’s lap and the two read together, they smuggle cats into the house, they lay in bed together plotting the downfall of their enemies… just normal couple things.

Sometimes MC just sits next to him and makes a particularly nasty quip at someone else, then give him a big ol kiss on the cheek.

It just makes him oh so happy…

“Honey, I brought you tea!” “Ah, thank you MC.” “I took it from Lucifer’s private stash of relaxing tea :D” “You really are my soulmate, aren’t you?”

Asmo

Gasp! MC’s so mean! Do it more!

Asmo, sassy god he is, appreciates a good snide remark or twelve, so he’s always got a front row seat to MC’s shennaniganery.

Before the pact, he was back in the peanut gallery with Satan wondering when MC’s words would come back to bite them, but after the pact, nothing’s touching the human. Their sass is completely consequence-less as long as Asmo’s around!

These two are a match made in hell, literally. Asmo and MC get to be so in sync that they manage to make each other’s insults better by working together.

“I’d give you the name of a few surgery places but I don’t think they implant brains into unlucky people like yourself.” “They might be able to implant a better personality though~.”

Asmo’s fully willing to flaunt his relationship in public. Sort of in a “look at us! MC’s only nice to me! Eat shit losers!” kind of way.

It isn’t all vanity and insults, MC always finds a way to make Asmo feel better whenever he’s feeling down. MC makes sure to tell Asmo as often as possible that they love him for more than just his looks, and it makes the Avatar of Lust swoon.

Just as long as MC never turns their razor sharp wit on Asmo, he’s their cheerleader forever.

Beel

Good choice, MC.

Despite his resting bitch face, Beel’s a big softie, everyone knows that, and as the Simpsons said, ‘the strong must protect the sweet’.

Well… MC isn’t as strong as Beel, but they will verbally eviscerate anyone who even dares insinuate anything not nice about their precious gigantic cinnamon roll!

“Listen up bitches! Not you Beel, we’re all glad you’re here.” “^_^” “Y’ALL ARE IN DEEP SHIT.”

Beel loves how affectionate MC is! Doesn’t matter if it’s in public or private, he and MC are almost always at least holding hands.

MC always has emergency snacks on them, they never get upset when Beel eats everything in the house, they just smile and hand over whatever food they have on them and help fix the problem.

Beel is probably one of the only characters who would try and get MC to branch out and be nicer to everyone and not just him. Whether this works depends on MC.

Belphie

Does he deserve this? No. Did he almost start crying when MC began to show him genuine care and affection? Yes. Does he nearly die of laughter every time MC snaps at someone? Yes.

Belphie’s not sure why MC decided that they were going to love him of all demons… but they just… understand him.

They listened patiently and offered a shoulder to cry on, even after he hurt them… their understanding, their compassion, just wow. Belphie really lucked out.

MC lets him nap, fluffs his pillows, reminds him to wash his pillow cases and comforter, gets him sushi, like geez… what a simp… *sniffle*

In return, Belphie offers cuddles. Cuddles and quality time together. For the first time in how many millennia Belphie is going to get off his ass and do something for someone if they ask.

It’s a miracle.

Belphie isn’t one for flaunting a relationship but… he may just let some people know that this super mean human likes him the most by giving his human a quick kiss.

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Okay i sended my request before i finished it basicly MC died became a angel and is dating 1 of the most powerfull demon that their is then threw whine at God to become a demon (luke and simeon saw it all happen) cause they want to be with the brothers and their reasons?

They wanted to be a demon, they are gonna live their life however they want and nobody is stop them not even fucking God himself and how many people get to say they threw whine at God only 1 and thats MC *proud MC noises*🥴😁🤪

Just how would everyone react? or if you don't want to do everyone just the brothers

HELLO, I JUST WANTED TO SAY I LOVE YOU /p

It's not everyday that you get to write about someone throwing wine at God.

Also, I decided to do the brothers with Simeon and Luke!

I'M SO SORRY THIS IS LATE, MY BRAIN HASN'T BEEN WORKING SO IT'S HARD TO THINK

I also went off track, if you want me to rewrite it, please tell me </3

Requests open! Please request at @local-pansexual-writer !

The brothers, Simeon, and Luke reacting to Angel MC throwing wine at God to become a demon

Warning: A little angst (MC's death) and a little vulgar language

I hope I got that right-

I also did not proof read this

Lucifer

When MC died, Lucifer already knew that they were becoming an angel.

He didn't like that but he didn't want to be selfish, so he overworked himself to not think about it.

That is until MC comes to his office, in a demon form with a proud look on their face.

Lucifer first thought he was imagining things until MC ran to him and gave him a hug while he was sitting down.

He was in shock for almost a minute but he quickly gave MC a hug, got them on his lap, and pulled them in for a kiss, not caring that he broke his composure.

But then Lucifer realized that they were a demon, what happened?

MC quickly told him the story.

"Well, being an angel wasn't so fun, I just missed you guys. So I decided to throw wine at God because he has the audacity to boss me around!"

Lucifer was very starstruck, MC threw wine... at God?

Fucking loves MC so much.

It's hard to see someone else living your dream. Marry him now.

Of course he's still concerned for MC because they did just become a demon.

Lucifer will take in the pride of having a partner who threw wine at fucking God.

He may or may not tease MC sometimes.

"You never learn do you?"

Mammon

Mammon became depressed after MC's death, they were like his other half.

Now they're probably with the angels so he'll never see them again.

He just gambled away all his money and got into more debt.

That was until Mammon came back to his room and seeing MC sitting on his bed, waving at him.

Didn't even think for a minute and ran to them, hugging and kissing them while they both sunk on the bed.

But after they stand up from the bed, he finally starts thinking and is confused on how they're in the Devildom.

MC tells him the story while having a proud face.

"I threw wine at God! I just want to be free and not follow so many rules."

Starts laughing nonstop, imagining his Father's face.

Ruffles MC's hair.

"I'm proud of ya!"

Leviathan

When MC died, he would not get out of his room.

Games and anime abandoned because they somehow remind him of MC.

His brothers needed to force him to eat and get some fresh air.

While he was ranting to Henry, MC bursts into his room.

Levi was SHOOK and was a little frightened thinking that it was one of his brothers to force him out until he heard their voice.

"I'm back!~"

Levi never got up so fast and ran to MC, hugging them hard.

His awkward attitude got thrown out the window, he was just relieved to see MC again.

That was until he remembered they were in the Devildom, he has lots of questions.

MC excitedly told him what happened.

"Well, I was starting to get bored and tired as an angel so I decided to throw wine at God!"

Needed a minute to comprehend it but when he did, he started laughing.

Wishes MC got a picture of it.

"I wish I had your confidence!"

Satan

When MC died, he really didn't know what to do.

Satan tried reading books but it was hard when there's a slight comparison to MC.

He tried going to cat cafes but it just reminded him of MC.

Satan was cleaning a classroom when someone hugged him from behind.

He quickly turned around, ready to push them away until he saw it was MC.

Quickly hugs and kisses MC, he's really excited to see them back and already starts thinking of date plans.

Until he realizes that MC was in their demon form, weren't they suppose to be an angel?

MC's face lights up and quickly tells him.

"God was giving me a lot of orders to do so I decided to throw wine at him!"

Takes a minute to process.

But then Satan starts laughing and pats their head.

Secretly, he was REAL proud of them. I mean, God did kill his sister right?

New date idea: Drinking wine.

"You will always be a troublemaker, won't you?"

Asmodeus

Starts going out to parties less and less after MC's death.

Asmo tries to keep up with appearance but it feels like a chore.

He'll sulk around his room, trying to think that MC is happy in the Celestial Realm.

Until someone kicks open his door. Asmo is ready to scold one of his brothers (Mammon) but his words get stuck in his throat when he sees MC.

They both run to each other and Asmo will hug h a r d that MC needs to ask to breathe.

MC only gets 1 second to breathe until they get attacked with kisses all around their face.

Asmo only realizes that MC is a demon when he remembers why he was sulking around.

MC excitedly tells him the story.

"I threw wine at God! You should've seen his face!"

H u h . . H U H

Kind of worried? I mean, MC did throw wine at GOD.

But that was kind of hot of MC?

That's one of his reasons on why he loves MC, they're fearless! It's kind of a problem sometimes

Though, Asmo is disappointed you didn't take any pictures. He could've posted it on Devilgram!

"You're so fearless!~ But I think we should set up on some boundaries..."

Beelzebub

Didn't eat a lot after MC died, even if his stomach growled REALLY loud.

His brothers forced him to eat because it was too loud.

Everyone was concerned for him.

While he was sitting at the dining table, looking at his plate of food, until he heard MC's voice.

"You're not gonna eat that?"

Never hugged someone so fast.

Even if he hugged MC fast, he was still surprised to see them.

Weren't they suppose to be in the Celestial Realm?

"Oh yeah... The Celestial Realm... Well I threw wine at God so I could come back here! He was kind of a bitch too..."

W-What

Yeah he was happy that MC was back with him but throwing WINE at GOD?

Worry chuckle.

He's also kind of proud though?

God deserved that honestly.

"You should be more careful MC... But since you're back, how about we eat? I'm hungry..."

Belphegor

Would not stop sleeping.

But even in his sleep, he felt cold, no matter how many blankets.

Belphie was used to MC's warmth.

On some nights he can't sleep, he tries to hold one of MC's favorite plushies.

While sleeping, he suddenly woke up because he felt a familiar warmth.

Quickly opened his eyes to see MC grinning at him.

Belphie became WOKE and hugged them tightly.

But then he realized, slowly but surely, that they aren't an angel.

MC told him the story.

"Well... I threw wine at God because he's so bossy. I just wanted freedom, y'know? You should've seen his face!

Belphie being Belphie, broke out laughing.

Is PROUD of MC.

Belphie kept imagining God's face, he wishes MC took a picture, he would've made it his lockscreen and laugh at it.

"Good job MC! I wish I could do that too!"

Simeon and Luke

(Writing them together)

What did they just watch?

Simeon and Luke saw how angry MC was to be in the Celestial Realm but didn't think they would throw WINE AT GOD.

Luke quickly brings napkins to God while Simeon calms MC down.

They are both thinking "Is this a dream??"

Didn't think MC would have that AUDACITY.

Simeon and Luke visit MC in the Devildom.

"Why would you do that! That was really unreasonable of you MC! Good thing we were there to calm God down!" Luke yelled out of concern.

"MC, you shouldn't pull stunts like that." said Simeon, also concerned.

"Serves him right! Shouldn't have been so bossy with me." Huffs MC.

In the end, Simeon and Luke are happy that MC is okay.

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