#we also rearranged all the furniture in the living room AND i have to vacuum and mop tomorrow right before they get here

[orionangeline]

You can tell my grandma is expecting a tense brunch tomorrow bc she had my grandpa move the fridge so we can clean underneath it

[freakbabyy]

see you in hell

chapter one

eddie munson x reader, steve harrington x reader, billy hargrove x reader

cross posted on AO3

i’m posting a new chapter every thursday, so by the time we hit 100 chapters, it’ll be 4 July 2024, and the new season will most likely be out :)

Alright, that’s the last of it. I put down the last box, and looked around.

“Sorry that the room’s not exactly ready, yet. It took a while to move stuff, and paint. Especially with it being summer. I couldn’t get Dusty to stay inside for an hour, and when he was inside, I had to go to work.”

I smiled at the gesture, and dragged the last of my boxes through the carpeted hall and to the door at the end of the hall, across from a few similar-looking doors.

“Don’t worry about it, mom. My room at dads was about half the size of this room. It means a lot for you to do all of this for me, though. I hope it wasn’t too expensive…?”

Mom waved her hand around, making a gesture saying it was no big deal. I put the heavy boxes down before wrapping my arms around the stout woman, sighing at the smell which reminded me of baked goods.

“I’ll leave you be, for now, honey. School starts next week, don’t forget! I have a couple of bucks your father slipped me before we left for you to buy some supplies, too. I’ll be in the other room if you need anything.”

The door shut with a small click before I finally took a glance around the room. The carpet was freshly vacuumed, and the walls smelled freshly painted. When it was about to rain, the blue walls reminded me of the sky. A few bedroom furnishings were already in the room, stacked in the corner for me to figure out how to arrange them later. The door on the wall led to a small closet, which had a few shelves built into it.

I guess I should start by rearranging the furniture. I pushed the bed against the wall in the corner, with a small table beside it. The dresser was pushed to the opposite wall, with a desk and chair in the corner still. The furniture all had a few bumps and scrapes on it, but I didn’t mind. It gave the room character.

I opened one of my heavy boxes and began the dreading journey which would include putting everything away while also trying not to cry thinking about my dad. He was a good guy, eccentric, but a good guy. He home-schooled me my whole life, while also picking up odd jobs when he could to provide for us.

My mom and dad were together for a few years, but when I was about three and Dustin was almost one they split up. Mom got Dustin when he was still a baby, and I got dad. Of course, they tried to make things work with co-parenting, but it just didn’t work out. I didn’t mind, though. We always had holidays together as families, and in the summer we would always go back and forth.

“Agents of Fortune, or Holy Diver?” I asked myself while pulling out the two worn cassettes,

I ultimately decided on Agents of Fortune just to listen to Don’t Fear The Reaper, my dad, and I’s favorite song. The familiar tune played as I popped it into the boombox before going back to unpacking.

Considering I only had about five boxes, I finished unpacking in record time. The closet held a few pairs of shirts and jacket and the dresser held a few bras, panties, and a couple of pairs of jeans. I didn’t mind not having a lot of things; I knew I found all of them at thrift stores with my dad throughout the years.

Dad always supported every fresh interest I had, and I was always grateful for that knowing not all parents were like that. He put together a net after buying a soccer ball for me. When I wanted to try playing the piano, he paid for piano lessons for me, even if it had costed more than we could afford. He shaved his own when I wanted to shave my head. When I wanted a tattoo, he went, and we got tattoos together.

He was the best dad I could have ever asked for. Even if it meant having to send me to live with my mom, I knew he was doing it so he could save money and buy a house, and get a steady job, too.

“Y/N? Honey, do you mind if I come in?”

“Sure, I’m done unpacking already.”

The door cracked open as she peeked through, before stepping through fully and looking around. She smiled a bit before pointing at the boombox,

“You know, Dusty has the same cassette. He loves it, never stops playing it.”

“Speaking of the devil, where is he?”

“Oh, he’s over at his friends’ house. I was coming to ask you to get him, dinner’s almost ready. You still like lasagna, right?”

“I love it, mom. But, yeah, I can go get him. Whose house is he at?”

“Oh, I think it’s Mike’s? If you go down the road, take a left, then when you see Piney Wood Lane, you’ll follow that road until you get to house number 2530. Do you drive yet, sweetie?”

I briefly thought back to dad trying to teach me to drive. With backing up, parking, or anything else, it was a disaster. I had recently taken out our mailbox trying to park, and ever since I hadn’t attempted.

“No, the last time I tried, I murdered our mailbox. I wouldn’t recommend it. But I have these,”

I went to my closet before pulling out the old torn-up box which held my babies. They were a pair of roller skates, but not just any roller skates. They were velveted black booted roller skates. The wheels were a deep red, which resembled blood.

“Those are nice, honey.” Mom said, watching as I pulled them onto my feet before lacing them back up, grabbing my helmet from beside the box, as well as a small backpack, which held my Walkman.

I turned the boombox off, before popping in the cassette to my Walkman. I put my headphones on before slipping my helmet on, as mom gave a kiss to my cheek as I made my way out the door,

“Be careful! Love you!”

I shouted back Love you, before starting my way down the road, glad about it being downhill. Hawkins, Indiana wasn’t that different from where dad lived, it looked the same, anyway. Lots of trees, scarcely populated, and quiet.

“Piney Wood Lane!” I turned my feet so I’d make my way down the street, which turned into a suburb. A suburb in the middle of the forest? Odd.

A few kids played outside, but few considering it was nearly dinnertime. A few were on their bikes making their way home, most likely.

The Wheeler's house had a mailbox with their name engraved in it. The house itself had a fairly big yard, where four bikes were in a pile. It was two stories and looked like it also had an attic. I couldn’t imagine what the mortgage must be.

I knocked on the front door, taking my helmet and Walkman off before I heard someone yell that they were coming. The door swung open and a middle-aged woman was standing before me; she had brunette hair which was permed, with matching brown eyes. She was actually really pretty, especially with the kind smile she offered.

“Hi, how can I help you dear?”

“Oh, I’m here to pick up my brother, Dustin. My mom said he would be here.”

Her face lit up, before she opened the door wider, welcoming me inside. The inside of the house was just as extravagant as the outside. Pairs of shoes were on the side of the door, and I noticed the floors were all carpeted, so I had taken off my roller skates, not wanting to ruin the carpet.

“You must be Y/N, Dustin’s been talking about you all summer. He’s very excited. I think they’re almost done with their session of Dungeons and Dragons if you want to wait up here.”

“That would be great, thank yo,u Mrs. Wheeler.”

“Oh please, call me Karen. Make yourself at home, My husband Ted is in the family room with Holly, and my oldest is upstairs. Nancy! Could you come here for a moment?”

Ted seemed to be older than Karen and had glasses similar to my dad's. A small toddler was on the floor playing with some toys, and she looked up curiously hearing her mom speak. I waved a bit at her, to which she shy’d away. I stuck my hand out for Ted, introducing myself, as he shook my hand, mentioning something about ‘finally someone with manners’ before I heard footsteps coming downstairs,

“Nancy, this is Dustin’s older sister, Y/N. The boys are finishing up downstairs and then dinner will be ready.”

Nancy had big brown doe eyes, which reminded me of her mother and matching brown curly hair. Her clothes were pastel-colored and were a big difference from my ripped jeans and The Cramps t-shirt. She stuck her hand out and offered a smile,

“I’m Nancy, Dustin’s talked about you all summer. Honestly, I’m glad you’re here finally so he’ll shut up about it.”

I shook her hand, not quite knowing how to respond. I can thank dad for homeschooling me my whole life for my terrible social skills.

“Hi. Uh, yeah. I’m glad to be here, too.”

“So are you a sophomore, too? You’ll be going to Hawkins High with me.”

“Yeah, but I’m a Junior,” I nodded, “I’m really nervous, actually.”

“Don’t be, everyone’s nice, mainly. You can hang out with me and my friend Barb. Jonathan, Will’s older brother goes there, too. It’s really just like any other high school.”

“Oh, they homeschooled me my whole life.”

“That’s alright, I can show you around. Plus, I can help you with studying, too.”

The conversation ended abruptly when thundering footsteps were heard making their way up the stairs before four loud voices joined them.

“That campaign was wicked, Mike! How did you even come up with that stuff?”

“Yeah, really! When the ware-bear showed up, I almost peed my pants!”

“I can’t believe that-”

They cut the conversation short when Dustin’s sentence was cut off by him stopping where he was, grinning so wide his eyes crinkled, and then bursting forward with energy as if he had just done a line of cocaine, before nearly toppling me over.

“Y/N! You’re here! I thought you were coming next week!”

“Surprise?”

The curly-haired 11-year-old turned around and showed his smile off while gesturing to the taller girl beside him,

“This is my sister, Y/N! Y/N, this is the party. That’s Will, Lucas, and Mike.”

The boys all started talking at once again, and I glanced at Nancy who had an amused smile, who leaned over to me to whisper,

“They do this all the time.”

Karen interrupted this time, saying that it was almost time for dinner, so the boys all better head home before their parents got worried. On the way out I had told everyone goodbye, before putting my skates on, as Dustin grabbed his bike from the pile.

“See you later, guys!” The boys all wished each other goodbye, before going in separate ways.

“When did you get here?” Dustin asked on the way home,

“Around lunchtime, I was unpacking the entire afternoon.”

“And you didn’t get me sooner?!” Dustin nearly shouted, clutching a hand to his chest while making puppy dog eyes. I couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up from my chest, as I squeezed his cheek with my hand, which he slapped away.

“I’ll be here all year, dude. Maybe even longer. It all depends on dad.”

“So he’s working right now?

“Yep. We were running low on money, and I offered to come to live with you guys until he had enough money to support the both of us. He wants to buy a house, too. I’m trying to convince him to move here in Hawkins.”

“That would be so cool!”

Luckily the way home had a hill, so we had gotten home a lot faster than it took for me to get there. Walking inside the door, we were both met with the delicious smell of home-cooking. I looked down at the feeling of something on my leg,

“Aw!” I crouched down, picking up the golden cat, before snuggling it.

“That’s Mews, he’s practically our sibling with all the love mom gives him.”

I laughed before kissing his head and setting him back down, before ushering Dustin to my room,

“Where are you two off to? Dinner’s ready!”

“We’ll be right there, Mom! I’m just showing Dustin Mew’s new friend!”

Dustin gasped as I opened the door, leading him inside before closing the door, walking over to the one end of my room which held a cage about my height, I grabbed a bottle of hand sanitizer before passing some to Dustin after grabbing some myself.

“What is that?”

I only smiled, picking up the house inside, scooping the small creature out, before turning around, presenting the small fluff ball, as Dustin’s eyes lit up, as he had a face of pure awe.

“This is Galadriel, and she’s a chinchilla! She’s been waiting to meet you for a while! Do you want to hold her?”

Dustin nodded before sitting on my bed, holding his hands out, as I put her down in his hands, to which she turned and looked at him, moving her nose around before making a small noise, and hopped onto the bed, before hopping around Dustin, even hopping on him, as Dustin kept giggling.

“What’s she doing?”

“She’s dancing! Well, she’s hopping. It means she’s happy, she’s even chittering! I’m glad she likes you. Mews isn’t too sure of her, yet.”

“She’s so cute. I’m literally in love with this little dude.”

“C’mon, I can bring her back out after dinner, I don’t want mom to get mad at us.”

Dustin nodded, before picking her up and giving her a light hug, before handing her back. I scratched her little head behind her big ears, and set her back in her hammock in her cage, to go back to bed.

“Can I show her the party one day!?” Dustin asked, on the way to the table.

“Sure, I’ll be here.” I winked before settling in for dinner.

At home I didn’t have many home-cooked meals, I was used to takeout and noodle cups. Dad knew how to cook, we just couldn’t afford it. Though, I suppose this is my new home.

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[justplainwhump]

Housekeeping

Based on an RP I'm doing with the most wonderful @what-a-whump. Referenced characters are hers; the narrator (Dany) is mine. (Setting is sort of an AU, BBU-adjacent universe)

Content / warnings: Lady whump, references to noncon and human trafficking, forced nudity, dehumanization, BBU adjacent (whumpee is not a pet herself), some cursing

Context: Dany, daughter of a fallen crime lord, has been sold to mean man Ridley Lordin, who sees breaking her as his fun little side project. This is her first day at his place, after a night of torture.

Enjoy!

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I'm naked. He went for work, and left me behind, without any clothes and chained by a collar, to his bed. Where I belong, in that sick logic of his.

I can't tell how much time has passed, how long I have been laying here staring at the ceiling, doing my best not to think, not to let my mind run in useless circles. I've heard someone enter the apartment, muffled by thick walls. Not him though. Some cleaning crew, from the sound of it. Talking to each other quietly, vacuuming far away, rattling in the kitchen.

I wonder if they know I'm here, that their mad employer keeps a prisoner in his fucking bedroom.

The question is answered right away, when the door clicks open and a cleaning lady enters, a small woman with a pink company T-shirt and dark hair tied back into a bun, white little headphones in her ears. She grants me nothing but a side glance, before she turns on a vacuum cleaner and starts cleaning the hardwood floors around me.

Instinctively I wrap myself in the covers and stare at her, but she goes on ignoring me, like a piece of furniture.

"I...", I begin to say, but my voice is drowned out by the vacuum cleaner. "I... Please, listen."

She doesn't, and I don't dare approaching her physically, just try again speaking to her, through the noise and the headphones, try to build eye contact, but it's fruitless. She goes on until she is done with the room. She unplugs the vacuum cleaner, takes out her headphones and for the first time, meets my gaze.

"Mr Lordin asked me to inform you that if you try and speak to me or any of the staff, he will be forced to leave you gagged all day."

I stare at her in disbelief and she gives me a shrug.

"Also, I am not interested in what you have to say anyway, pet", she adds.

"I'm not a -"

She casts me another glance, and I fall silent.

"Get up and stand to the wall, while I go on cleaning up that mess you've made."

With my jaw clenched, I obey, scramble out of the sheets and slowly step over to the wall next to the bed. Every step hurts, sending jolts of pain through my body.

The woman's gaze runs over me, up and down, her lips pursed in disgust. "Gotta take care of that later as well. Mr Lordin likes his belongings neat and clean."

I don't move while she works around the bed, changes the sheets quickly and efficiently, rearranges the mountain of pillows he keeps there.

I'm next. There's a guard by the door while she approaches me, watching over us with a hand on his gun. She has a bucket and a loofah, nicely scented soap in a ridiculous contrast to her hard and careless hands on me. I do my best to stand tall, keep my lips pressed together and my hands curled into fists. Still, I can't fight pained whimpers escaping my throat. Nobody reacts to it, though. The guard keeps on looking, the woman goes on scrubbing the loofah across my skin. She has been more careful with the pillows, I note bitterly.

"I wish Mr Lordin would at least keep his fun with his new toys to here. Have you seen the couch in the living room? It's a disaster. Days to clean", she says to the guard, conversational, just two workers complaining about their job."

"At least this one is a pretty girl", the guard replies. "Nice enough to look at."

"Yeah", she admits. "That guard dog scares the hell out of me. That way he growls at us? Super creepy."

She slaps my side to indicate me to turn around. I obey. My face must be flushed with shame. I'm glad to just stare at the wall as she continues. My eyes are wet with tears. That can't be it. That can't be my life. It's... Monday, probably. I should have class at 10 in the morning. Seminar in sociology. What makes people in societies behave as they do. I probably could have learned something there, not only made eyes at the cute teaching assistant. We wanted to have a coffee some time.

I guess we won't now.

"I'm done, pet", the woman says and lightly smacks my butt. "Try to stay clean until tonight. And do something about that blush on your face. He has provided some make-up for you. It's at the bathroom door, where you can reach it. He expects you 'classy', he said. And... ready for him. No surprises there."

"He does have some stamina", the guard acknowledges with a chuckle. "You think he lets his pets fuck each other, or does he do it all himself?"

I hear her step away behind me, with the bucket and cleaning materials, her voice almost by the door. "You're inappropriate", she says to him, her voice almost playful. "Never think about what your employer does in his bedroom. First rule of housekeeping. Will mess with your head."

They pull the door close behind them. A key turns in the lock, and only now do I manage to turn my face from the wall, and to quietly return to where I belong.

[mimisempai]

Like a fairy tale

Summary:

A weekend off, Mobius falls asleep on the couch, but there's cleaning to be done... what will Loki do?

Notes:

29th day of my 30 Days of Domestic Fluff. - 29: House cleaning List here : X

https://archiveofourown.org/works/33920875

714 words - Rating G

Loki was faced with a dilemma.

They rarely had free time. It was a Saturday morning, they had hung out in bed for a while and shared a breakfast.

And there Mobius was again asleep on the sofa. In a deep sleep. Usually, Loki would join him for a morning cuddle on the couch. It was their weekend off after all, and nothing was more satisfying than sharing little moments of intimacy. Mobius looked so comfortable, Loki had to restrain himself from joining him because there was house cleaning to do.

With their overtime and the demanding nature of their work, they had neglected housework for too long. It wasn't like them, but lately they were both exhausted and preferred quality time together.

But his biggest dilemma right now was to clean up without waking Mobius.

It was so rare that his lover fell asleep this way that Loki had no intention of waking him.

So he ended up tiptoeing around their house, grabbing things along the way and being careful not to make any noise. He stopped to admire Mobius and his abandonment in rest and resumed his task.

While he dusted the kitchen furniture one by one and rearranged the plates and cups that were there, Loki turned his head to look at Mobius after every little noise. He was trying to figure out if he had woken him up, even for a second. But Mobius' breathing was still regular, indicating that he was in a deep sleep.

After Loki had finished loading the dishwasher, making sure to set the program to the quietest setting, he decided to use magic on the floor first, not wanting to vacuum of course, and then finally did the same for cleaning all the surfaces in the living room and kitchen. He hoped Mobius wouldn't be too upset with him for using magic for something so trivial, after all, it was for his own good.

An hour later, after changing the sheets and hanging out the last of the laundry, Loki looked around, pleased to see that their house looked clean and welcoming again. Meanwhile, Mobius' head had fallen to the side in his sleep, the blanket had slipped over his waist. His mouth was open, Loki thought it was super cute and decided to join him.

He settled down at the end of the sofa, taking care not to disturb Mobius, and he too dozed off, waiting for Mobius to wake up on his own.

He didn't realize he had fallen asleep until Mobius woke him up later with a kiss.

"Hmmm, my prince woke me up with a kiss like I was the sleeping beauty, that's perfect."

Mobius snuggled up to him and replied, "a pretty sweet sleeping beauty I must say."

Loki chuckled softly and Mobius added, "Although I have a feeling you were playing Cinderella while I was sleeping."

Mobius' eyes roamed the room, admiring the pristine surfaces.

"Or maybe a little house fairy."

Loki bit his cheek to keep from laughing but failed and said between laughs, "Did you ever think life with me would be like a fairy tale?"

Mobius laughed in turn and replied, "Well you say I'm your prince so I guess I should have expected it."

Mobius nuzzled his nose in Loki's hair and let out a sigh of contentment. Loki held him close and let out what sounded like a soft purr. Yes, Loki was sure that life couldn't get any better than it was right now.

He never thought he would feel so happy spending his time doing nothing. Not that all the time spent with Mobius was really idle. But just being there doing nothing and enjoying each other's presence or just reveling in the idea of having worked to make a clean house. Surreal.

He let out a sigh so deep that it made Mobius' short hair rustle and he looked up.

"What makes you sigh so deeply?" There was a tiny tremor of concern in Mobius' voice. Loki kissed his temple to let him know there was nothing to worry about.

"You. Me. We. Here. Now. This is a fairy tale. Our happily ever after."

Mobius said nothing in response and snuggled back into Loki, also sighing with the most perfect contentment.

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30 Days of Domestic Fluff - Lokius

Next day : 30- I love you As always, bear with me as it is not beta'd and english is not my native language I hope you enjoyed it nonetheless🥰

[purplesurveys]

1113

During thunderstorms, how does your pet react? They don’t care for them, as typhoons are fairly common. Kimi used to be scared of fireworks but he’s since grown indifferent to them as he’s gotten older. Cooper also didn’t seem to care much for fireworks during his first New Year, but that might be because my dad left music playing in the living room which helped drown out the loud explosions.

What internet browser do you use? I’ve used Chrome for well more than a decade now.

Who did you spend most of your time with last Summer? The pandemic and the lockdown were still at their peak back then, so I only remained with my immediate family. I didn’t even see my then-girlfriend until July, and we only saw each other thrice before we broke up.

Are you addicted to any energy drinks? No. I got to smell Red Bull before and it gave off such a strong sweet smell that I wasn’t even interested in drinking it.

Do you like Egg Nog? Have never tried it but I’ve always thought it sounds delicious.

How often do you see your mother? I still live with my family, so I see her everyday. I don’t always want to, but I don’t really have a choice.

Do you like croutons in your salad? Just in some kinds of salad, yeah. They’re not appropriate for my favorite kind of salad though.

Are you the one who vacuums your house? My mom takes charge of anything cleaning-related because she’s fully convinced none of us can do tasks precisely her way.

When was the last time your living room furniture was rearranged? Middle of January when we put away the Christmas tree and moved some stuff around to make up for the free space.

Would you rather drink out of a cup or a mug? Depends on what I’m drinking. I drink hot things from a mug and cold ones from a cup < Same.

What company do you get your internet through? We have PLDT for the wi-fi. But on my phone, I get my mobile data from Globe since they’re my service provider.

Are there any musical instruments in the room you’re in? Not anymore. The keyboard used to be here in the living room, where I am; but we’ve since moved it up to my sister’s room since it was originally bought for her anyway.

When you were little did you like watching Cartoon Network, Disney or Nickelodeon more? My favorites in order were Nickelodeon, Disney, and Cartoon Network.

What's on your calendar for tomorrow? I might go to the village cafe to unwind and for some me time. Maybe embroider a bit too, and find a wrestling documentary or two to watch.

When was the last time you rode on an escalator? Last Sunday when I went to UPTC.

If you have siblings, when is the last time you saw them? My sister’s also on the first floor but in a different room; she was last in my line of sight around 20 minutes. My brother, around five hours ago when we were having dinner.

Throughout a typical week, which places are you likely to go? From Monday to Friday I stay at home due to our work from home set-up. On weekends, you’ll most likely find me at a mall/coffee shop, depending on where I feel like being.

How often do you use your webcam, if you even have one that is? I have multiple video call meetings all five weekdays. I remember dreading Google Meets when I was a fresh new intern and wondering why people just won’t discuss deliverables through chat threads. I eventually got used to it and video calls are now a breeze for me lol, so yay for progress and getting over my anxiety.

Did you and your mom ever have a big fight that caused you to move out? We’ve had plenty of big fights - we clash the most often out of any two people in the family - but I don’t move out, mainly because I can’t lmao.

Have you had a good day today or was yesterday better? It’s technically Saturday now because it just turned midnight, but my mind’s still on Friday mode so let’s go with that timeline. Anyway, ‘today’ was much better because it’s a holiday. Yesterday was fucking chaotic and I did not enjoy it at all; I had back-to-back meetings, two of which where I had to present some slides to clients, and one of which lasted three fucking hours.

The weekend, have you got plans? Today (Saturday) I wanna keep being lazy and like I said, maybe stop by a coffee shop for a few hours for a sanity break. On Sunday I have to pack some gift bag goodies we plan to send out to several media for a PR thing for one of our clients.

Would you ever date someone who was absolutely gorgeous but thought they were better than everyone? I’d probably have such a headache trying to deal with them. No.

Have you ever thought about a teacher naked? Yeah. I absolutely hate intrusive thoughts.

Do you think you will be in a relationship 2 months from now? No.

Do you always feel like you’re making mistakes? Not as often anymore. I feel like having been stuck in this mindset hurt my self-esteem and caused me to make more mistakes, so I’ve been making an effort to give myself more credit and acknowledge that besides committing mistakes (which is an okay thing to happen), I’m also able to reach achievements here and there as well.

Who did you last play truth or dare with? I can’t remember. The groups I’m a part of have usually preferred to play Never Have I Ever rather than Truth or Dare.

Do you like yourself? I’m trying to get there.

Do you remember who you liked on New Year’s? Yes, but New Year’s was also around the time I started being kinder to myself, so my views on Gabie have definitely drastically changed by then.

If you could see one person right now, who would it be? I don’t wish to see anyone at 12:40 AM.

What is something you currently want? For the annoying single pimple by my left eyebrow to piss off.

Do you like sushi? I freaaaaaaaaaking love sushi. Love all kinds and am always ready to try out newer styles and takes on them.

Do you have empty bottles of alcohol hidden somewhere? Nope. All my alcohol is in the fridge, readily chilled should I ever be in the mood to drink.

Have you changed in the past 6 months? Absolutely. It’s been a positive change as well. It was rocky for a while and I didn’t know if I was ever gonna get out of such a bad rut. But I’m here and I’ve made it and I’m doing better than ever, and most importantly I’m happy. I’ve learned some lessons, swallowed some difficult pills, set some boundaries.

Do you think someone likes the same person you like? I don’t like anyone.

Do you like the person you are becoming? Yes. Like a 100% fuck yes.

Would you rather love one person or have many short relationships? Love one person. Dating is not for me.

First and middle name please. Robyn. I’m not sharing my maiden name.

Do you think you’re wasting your time on the person you like? See fourth to the last question.

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

Share a Lair 07 || Share a Char

Henry shook his head slowly, his arms folded and hair pulled into a small little curly tail. Jasper licked his lips, nodded in appreciation, and took a sip of water. Charlotte approached them and asked, “What are you two doing?”

Henry said, “Training,” but Jasper said, “Looking at Max,” which Charlotte now saw was the more honest answer, and she looked and understood why. He had on a VR helmet and was apparently either training or playing a very intense fighting game. Either way, the drool about to drop from Jasper’s mouth - relatable. Charlotte blinked out of it though. “Umm, are you going to train today?”

“Just got finished running around the track,” Henry said. “Waiting on Max to finish up here.”

“I thought you two had very different training schedules as to not overlap,” she said.

“Char. Shh! What if you distract him?” Jasper said. “We want him to be able to get all of the training he needs to keep the world safe!” Then, after a little while, more to himself, he said softly, “Look at that… bulge…”

“GROSS!” Char practically squealed. Max turned in that direction at the sound of her voice and lifted his helmet. He checked his watch and realized that he had run over his time. He deactivated the training helmet, summoned his bag, water and towel to himself and began to walk in their direction.

“You’re lucky,” Jasper said to her.

“For what?” She asked.

Henry laughed, “That bulge!”

She cringed and shook her head and hands, “I have nothing to do with that!” She accidentally glanced at it, though, thanks to Jasper mentioning it in the first place! “Stop pointing it out!” Her voice was high pitched and anxious.

Max practically vacuumed a jug of water into his mouth, but paused to say, “Didn’t mean to go over. There’s a button on the post for when that happens, or you can just get Charlotte to yelp. That worked too.” Jasper looked at the post in front of him and pressed the button.

“Alert. You have succeeded your training time. Please be courteous and vacate the training field.” Max narrowed his eyes at him.

“I wanted to see how it worked,” Jasper explained.

Max wiped his face and hung the towel around his neck, “Hello, Miss Page.” He was twinkling with perspiration and breathing kind of hard, but was… still everything and that smile always tripped her up.

“Are we… doing last names, now, Mr. Thunderman? No. I hate it. That didn’t feel right.” They started walking away while Jasper watched and Henry went onto the training field.

“Jasper! Come on, Dude. He’s not THAT good looking.”

“First off, he definitely IS. Second off, where is Charlotte going? I thought she was helping with training.”

“I’m coming back!” she called over her shoulder and shook her head. “Nosy..” Max smiled. Charlotte huffed and said, “Okay, SO - I am here, as, I guess a liaison.”

“What’s Henry’s problem now?” He asked.

“He’s really feeling like you treat him like an outsider, in what is supposed to feel like his own home. He’s ready to file a request for a new placement.” Charlotte said. Max furrowed his eyebrows, scoffed, and shrugged his shoulders. “Yeah, yeah. I know. You don’t like Henry. You don’t care about him.”

“It’s not even that. I don’t dislike him and, well, yeah, I don’t care about him. Honestly, I feel like I don’t do anything to make Henry uncomfortable.”

“The snide comments? The nasty looks? The house rules reminders?”

Max rolled his eyes, “He should man up.”

“Maybe. Or maybe you could give him a little break?” She rubbed his arm and for that reason, he began to consider it. He didn’t feel like he gave Henry a hard time, but maybe he could put just a little more effort into it. Charlotte was tracing his muscles and got a little bit lost in the definition of them. He watched her eyes follow the tracks her fingers made and stopped walking. She stopped too and looked at him. He was… amused. She realized that she was being kind of touchy.

“Should I flex them for you?” He teased.

“Don’t be silly,” she said, laughing and folded her arms, then thought for a moment and said, “I mean, go ahead, if you want, but that’s not important.What’s important is…”

He smiled and flexed his arms, “I’m getting more solid!” he practically cheered. She rubbed on his arm, squeezed the bicep, nodded in agreement. He was slightly bigger than he had been when they moved in, but only someone who was paying extremely close attention might notice that. She pulled her hand back and snapped out of it, “Focus, Charlotte!”

“It is perfectly fine if you focus on these. This is my DREAM, having a really hot girl openly fawn over my muscles. It’s what I deserve.”

Back on task, and ignoring all of what he said, she resumed her concerns, with her hands clasped together to keep from touching him again, “If he files for a new placement, it’ll be paperwork, interviews, and all of that, and a bunch of bull… and if they grant it to him, who knows where we’ll wind up next…”

“We,” he said, dropping his flexed arms to his sides and slumping his shoulders, like he had just realized that Charlotte would definitely be part of an exit made by Henry. She was one third of the Henry Hart package. “Ugh. Fine. What do you want me to do?”

“Well, I was thinking that we could start with a little morale booster. He wanted to do the video game tournament, but I told him that you’ve already got the living room for that… What if you let our friends come too, and hang out with your friends for a night?”

Max looked very not pleased with that idea. She thought out loud, “Of course, I’ll have less than a week to Ray and Schwoz proof the house, but I’ve done more in less time, before.”

“If either of them gets out of line, I will freeze the entire room, I swear to God.”

She smiled and threw her arms around his neck, “Thank you! Henry’s gonna feel a lot better knowing that you’re gonna do this for him.”

His hands held her waist and he looked down at her, “Not doing it for him.” They stared at each other for a while. Charlotte felt… like she was in some type of trance. She was tempted to kiss him again, and that was what broke it!

She smiled and removed his hands and said, “Well, thank you anyway, I mean. Thank you… Just thank you, please. Not please. JUST thank you. Okay, bye.” She wrung her hands and practically ran back to the training field.

.

Ray and Schwoz arrived earlier than any of Max’s friends. Charlotte told them to come through the tower entrance, but Ray decided that to establish dominance, he needed to barge in through the front door. So, he tried it and got zapped. Max first heard “Alert, Dumbest Hero Alive and his unfortunate science slave approaching,” from his monitor watch. His parents had a big one in their home. He had a small one in his chambers and he connected a system to the front entrance, but instead of a monitor, he simply programmed it to his watch. He was about to disarm the alarms when he heard the zapping noise and Ray scream. He laughed and disarmed them before the poor little science guy got hurt.

Max opened the door and Schwoz looked absolutely terrified, but also intrigued. What might happen next? Max said, “So, you guys must be Henry’s friends. Charlotte said you’d be coming in through the tower, and also, you’re like 2 hours early. This is how you wound up electrocuted.”

“What type of security system is this?’ Schwoz asked curiously.

“Kidding me? So that you can hack into it? No. You’ll have to work hard like Charlotte did,” Max said, with a smile as he texted her to let her know that they were here, in case she didn’t already. He resumed setting up the living room to accommodate everyone.

“Is… is that a pit couch?” Ray asked.

“Yeah. Had it transported it from my T Force office for tonight. Trying to organize our sectionals around it. There’s gonna be quite a few people here tonight. Exceeding my 9 person maximum for comfort, but… morale.”

“This is something that Charlotte forced on you, isn’t it?” Ray asked.

“Charlotte asked me to allow Henry’s friends to partake tonight.”

“She’s the worst,” Ray said, shaking his head. Max paused and looked at him with the most disdainful expression that he could muster. Ray stared back at him, confused, then glanced at Schwoz to see if he saw it too. Schwoz was inspecting different things in the room, though. Trying to determine what was simply furniture and what served as one of Max’s things.

“You realize that she’s the only reason that you’re here tonight, right?” Max asked.

Ray scoffed, “I was comin’ whether or not you wanted me to. I’m indestructible. Nothing scares me. Least of all some kid… with… hair that I have to admit is very nice.”

Max smiled, “Nothing scares you. Cool. Tonight’s not about fear. It’s about respecting others. Umm… Everybody is gonna respect Charlotte tonight. That’s a house rule. Non-negotiable.”

“You have a house rule that everyone has to respect everyone on the night of a video game tournament?” Schwoz asked, from near Max’s hammock.

“I have an everybody respect Charlotte house rule on every night.”

Ray laughed, “What is she like… your girlfriend or something?”

“Just. Heed the rule. Thanks,” Max said. He didn’t add for your own benefit. He wasn’t going to explain himself to this man, especially after saying something mean about his… friend… less than 10 minutes of being here.

She came into the living room and shook her head, “Sorry. Max. Hope they haven’t been bothering you.” Then, to the two of them, “Umm, why aren’t you in the tower? We’re pregaming up there. Come on. Max has a lot to do here.”

“He’s just rearranging furniture!” Ray pouted and she took him by the elbow and waved Schwoz along too.

Schwoz cheered to Max, “See you soon!” Then, whenever he followed Charlotte, he said, “Good job, Charlotte. He’s very skilled with technology.”

“What do you mean, ‘good job’?” she asked. Max smirked. He knew what he meant. He always knew what they meant. Every single friend that she had now had tried to let her in on the facts. She was still in denial obviously, and he wouldn’t make it difficult for her. But… That was his lady. He knew it. They knew it. She was the only person who didn’t know it yet. He’d had a similar sort of ignorance whenever he first fell into feelings with his first serious girlfriend. Technically, no… they weren’t “together.” Nobody had officially made any declaration or asked the other for a title or anything like that, but… he knew how he felt and he was pretty sure she was somewhere along the same lines. It was nice to not have to really acknowledge it, though. It made it easy to avoid the deeper topics and to bond through interests and stuff while she figured out her emotions on her own. No pressure. As for him… He was taken and he knew that, and he wasn’t necessarily patient, but smart enough to know that rushing someone as reserved as she was would be a terrible route to winning her over.

.

Max had Oyster, Gideon, Wolfgang, someone named Angus, who Charlotte hadn’t met before, Billy and Nora (who she had only sort of met), and he was unsure if girlfriends were going to be stopping by sporadically. Henry had his usual - Jasper, Ray, Schwoz, and Char, but said that Piper might stop by. Max got in front of everyone and said, “Okay, listen up! This tournament goes on for the entire weekend. You all know those deets, I’m sure. What you will have to understand about this gaming site - Henry and I live here, but our chambers are off limits, unless permission is given. I will be giving none, so bathrooms this weekend are,” he pointed, “The one in the laundry room, or if Henry lets you into the tower.” Henry scoffed. But… his guests were welcome to go to his bathroom, though.

“Charlotte has been gracious and kind enough to make sure that there are little hygiene favors for everyone and set us up a nacho bar.”

“Charlotte’s the best!” Oyster roared in excitement.

“Awww,” she said with her hand over her heart. Ray rolled his eyes and laughed a little. Max heard it and turned very suddenly to glare at him.

“I cannot stress this enough - Charlotte gets respect in this house. I expect everyone to respect her, whether or not I’m there to see it.”

“What kind of a MONSTER would disrespect Charlotte?” Gideon wondered. She crossed both hands over her chest and let out a little squeal.

Ray asked, “Is this one of your pranks that I hear tell of?”

“I… don’t play about that. Charlotte is a valued member of this house’s wellbeing. She works hard and takes care of a lot. We respect her here, and you will too. Invitations will be rescinded if I catch on to any disrespect.”

She stood up and walked over to him, with her finger raised, “If I might… Say something?”

“Of course.”

“Okay… He’s not talking about if we’re playing against each other. That’s understandable trash talk and I dish it out, too. He’s talking… rolling your eyes and laughing if someone pays me a compliment when you can just shut your old head ass up.”

“WAIT! Does SHE get to talk to us like that?” Ray asked.

Max said, “I think she was just giving an example,” very innocently, pretending not to realize that was directed, rightfully at Ray.

Ray pouted and said, “Can we get on with the games?”

“Last few rules and concerns,” Max said, then saw two bunnies walking to the couch and made a gesture at them to Charlotte, then mouthed Thank You when she went to collect Colosso and Balfour. “Um, last few things - My 19 year old brother and 17 year old sister are here. Neither of them can have alcohol, because this is mixed company. If you have given them alcohol in the past. Don’t try that this weekend. Oyster… no matter WHAT Nora says, give her zero alcohol.” Oyster nodded his head. “You know what… if Nora asks you for anything, check with me, to see if it’s okay.”

“COME ON!” Nora cried out.

Henry noticed that Charlotte had vanished, but as Max was wrapping up, she came out of his restricted area. Oh. So he WAS allowing access, just to her. She came to sit in between Jasper and Schwoz and Henry asked, “Hey, where did you go?”

“The rabbits were loose,” she said.

“What… rabbits?” He asked. There were rabbits in this house??? Max was done talking, so his friends rushed to the nacho bar while Nora and Billy made sure they staked their claim on the pit couch and Charlotte got up to talk to Max. Henry let out a frustrated groan and threw his head back. “She acts like I don’t even exist anymore,” he said, shaking his head.

“Hey. So… Balfour really wanted to watch the game tournament. He was like crying. So, I told him that I’d ask you about some way that could possibly happen?”

Max folded his arms and said, “I guess we could link a signal into Penelope and let her put it on her projector in real time? They can’t come up here, though. They’ll start trouble.”

“I really wanted Penelope here with me tonight. What if ONLY Balfour comes up and…”

“No. He’s the worse one.” Max said, chuckling. “Char, these are supervillains. They aren’t innocent bystanders who became bunnies.”

“He loved video games and he can’t play anymore. He just wants to watch. I believe him,” she said, playing with his pocket. Henry watched them.

Max sighed and pointed at her nose, “Anything that goes wrong as a result of him being up here will be on you.”

“I accept,” she said and bit at his finger, “Get that out of my face!” She laughed. He moved it around her face until she swatted it away and took hold of his hand, playing with his fingers. “I’ll go get him.” Max watched her disappear through his chamber door again and Henry narrowed his eyes at the entire thing. Whenever Charlotte returned carrying a white bunny with glasses, he was confused. She sat him next to Penelope as she took her seat again.

.

Charlotte began the night cozied with her friends, but wound up by Max, with the bunnies and Billy… closer to where Max’s friends were. Billy and Max were the only ones currently awake. Oyster was in a nacho eating food coma. Angus and Gideon were resting until their next matches, and Gideon had already been eliminated. Ray and Nora had somehow began a rivalry and were trash talking as they played against each other. Henry and Jasper were watching in entertainment that this was the second teenaged girl that he couldn’t beat in a video game. Henry was going to point this out to Char, but whenever he looked over, she was talking to Max again. Their faces were close together and he was looking all soft at her like he often did. She looked exhausted. “Hey, Char!” Henry called. She jumped. Max frowned as she pulled her face away from him to turn to Henry. “This girl’s giving your old records quite a run!”

“I never even played this game,” Charlotte said, shaking her head.

“FINISH HIM!” Jasper yelled and then moments later Nora jumped up and got into Ray’s face, “That’s what I’m talking about, MAGGOTCHESTER!” A few of the sleeping ones stirred, but remained sleeping. They either had ear muffs or plugs, for such scenarios.

Charlotte began talking to Max while Nora was screaming, so that whenever she stopped everyone heard her say, “So, I’m just gonna be in your bed…” Her eyes grew wide and she looked around the room. Billy, Nora, Henry, Jasper and Ray all turned and looked right back at her. “Not like that!” She said and shook her head.

“Where’s Balfour?” Max wondered. She gasped and began to frantically look around.

“Where’s Schwoz?” Ray wondered. Schwoz came from the bathroom, holding Balfour.

“Schwoz! What were you doing with him?” Charlotte asked and took the bunny off of his hands.

“He needed to go to the bathroom and you hadn’t brought any of his papers out,” Schwoz explained.

Max collected him and told Charlotte, “I’ve got him. Go on and get some rest. I’ll bring him whenever I come down.”

“Okay. Thanks.” She wanted to give him a kiss on the cheek, but the others were already watching them kinda closely. He didn’t care about that obviously, because he gave her one and told her goodnight. She was all fluttery inside as she headed for his chambers.

She was asleep when he did retire for the evening. Billy and Nora came down to wash up and took their sleeping bags to the landing mat. Max climbed into bed and figured he could stay on one side with Charlotte on the other. She definitely woke up wrapped completely around him from behind.

Charlotte gasped and sat up. Of course, he needed to sleep in his own bed tonight. He had two siblings staying over and friends sprawled all over the couch. She went into the bathroom to wash up and get ready for today, then crept out to get started on at least ordering breakfast to be delivered.

Jasper and Henry had retired to the tower, while Ray and Schwoz camped out in the van. Angus was the only person awake whenever Char surfaced. “Hi… Angus, right?”

“Right,” he said, with a smile. He was doing some stretches.

“I’m gonna order a bunch of breakfast stuff. I’m more familiar with Max and my friends’ stuff, but do you know about those guys?” She pointed to the sleeping men on the couch.

“Haven’t been around them a huge amount recently, but I’m almost certain that Oyster still will eat just about anything,” he laughed.

“Bless him. He’s such a sweetheart.” She began to make an online order and also to start on fruit prep, for juice and/or smoothies.

Henry came, groggily through the double doors, being pushed from behind by Jasper and yawning. Charlotte hoped that they had brushed their teeth. “I’ve got breakfast on the way and at least one of you needs a smoothie, doesn’t he?” She smiled at Henry.

“Is she speaking to me? Does Charlotte Page see Henry Hart standing here?” He asked, sarcastically. She looked confused as she threw in the ingredients for a wake up smoothie into the blender for him. “Oh, right… Max isn’t around. So, I’m visible. Cool!” She turned off the blender, rolled her eyes and poured his smoothie. “Wonder how much time I have before my nemesis appears and my best friend loses knowledge of my existence.”

Angus asked Jasper, “Is… this awkward for you, as well?”

“It is,” Jasper said.

“Wanna go for a walk with me?”

“No, but I surely don’t wanna stay here for this,” Jasper said and they both headed out of the front door.

“Got it out of your system?” Charlotte asked, handing Henry the smoothie.

“He’s not even that good looking,” he said and nodded once, “Now, it’s out of my system.”

“Okay. Now that it is, let me say this… Whenever you don’t want to have to hang out with me, you think Max is the perfect candidate to take up my time. Whenever you don’t want to listen to me, I have to talk to Max. Whenever you can’t help me out with something, Max does. But, the moment that you have a want or a need and I’m occupied with Max, then you feel a way. Henry, I don’t know how else to tell you this, but Max and I get each other. I know you and me have been friends a long time, but those parts that didn’t make sense, they never started to. That doesn’t mean that we aren’t friends anymore, or that I don’t care about you, hence the reason you are drinking a smoothie from my heart. Thank you for giving me the push that I needed to find another friend. Max was a great choice. You did this, and you did well. Now, appreciate and respect that.”

“It’s not just Max, Dude. I mean, he’s your… cool half or whatever…”

“Wow…”

“But, like… You’re not even hardly chilling with us at this thing. You’re hanging out with his friends and his siblings. You slept in his bed? And.. that didn’t sound like the first time.”

“Probably like the 4th time these past couple of weeks. Usually, he sleeps elsewhere, but his siblings took that, so my options were out here on this super couch with those strangers or in a bed that I’m welcome and comfortable in.”

“You are comfortable in my bed? Me, you and Jasp used to do this all the time.”

“Henry!” She said it snappier than she intended. “You started this year out wanting a little bit less of me, and that’s what you’ve gotten. I would’ve thought you’d be relieved to be able to escape me.” She didn’t want to bring up NYE, because it still hurt, but she had been less engaging with him since then, with both he and Jasper, quite frankly.

“Nobody wanted to escape you, Charlotte. One night, was all it was and I’m sorry we handled it the way that we did. But, we got karma, remember? We got deserted.”

“And I rescued you. Henry, maybe the reason that it’s hard for you to share your friend is because your friend has always been a major resource to you. And maybe the reason it hasn’t been as hard for me to branch out is because my friend hasn’t always been a major resource.”

“You think I… don’t deserve your friendship?”

“I didn’t say that. I think that our friendship has positively impacted your day to day a little more vigorously than mine.”

“So, really it’s you escaping me.”

She frowned and sighed. “This is me getting comfortable with another friend, Henry. I’m still here for you. You only feel like I’m not because I was giving you WAY too much energy before now. I’ve been really happy,” she said, with a guilty look in her eyes, “And I thought that you had been too. This… event is supposed to bring us together. That’s why I was talking to other friends. You can try it too. You and Max should be trying it, because you live together. You share this space, and your both my friend. I’m not… picking. I don’t have to, because I know that I enrich both your lives, so I don’t believe either of you are cutting me off.”

Max came into the room, strutting, shirtless, carrying a shirt in his hands and preparing to put it on. Charlotte was relieved to see him. She thought she’d be awkward after how she woke up, but this talk with Henry had just rocked her and fortunately, as unpredictable as he was, Max was a calming presence for her. “Morning, Max,” she said, with a smile. He threw the shirt on, noticed her eyes, looked at a moping Henry and moved closer to Charlotte to give her a hug.

“Good morning. You okay?” he asked softly. She nodded, with her head against his chest. “What about you, Henry? You alright?” Max asked. Henry shrugged his shoulders. He hated seeing them… like that. She keeps insisting that they’re friends, but they keep doing… this kind of stuff. The doorbell rang and Charlotte went to go answer it. Probably the breakfast. “How are your friends enjoying the tournament?”

“Pretty good. I think you and me are up against each other tonight.”

“That should be fun for me… embarrassing for you.”

“You can’t beat me in everything,” Henry declared.

Max laughed. “That’s absolutely false. Of course I can.”

[etraytin]

Quarantine, Day 158

August 16

Every so often, don't you just have a day where nothing irreparable happens, but at the end of it, you're proud of just getting through it? Today was one of those days, and I'm just glad it is done and things ended up pretty okay. 

Most of the morning was taken up with Walmart, which is a pretty unfun way to spend the morning in itself. You may remember that yesterday I resolved to be understanding of having to go to the next town over twice to get my groceries because they weren't ready during my pickup slot. I had the very best of intentions. Well this morning I got my "order's ready" notice with a note that fifteen of my items were  out of stock and had no available substitutes, so I just wasn't getting them. I'm used to getting some out of stock items in each order, especially when I try for things like hand sanitizer or yeast, but this time it was stuff like "olive oil" and "24 packs of crayons that we have been heavily advertising" and "frozen mixed veg." I couldn't get by without olive oil anyway, so I went into the store myself (good overall mask usage today, but one-way aisles were very hit and miss). I found seven of the exact brand-and-size items just sitting there where they were supposed to be, and another four with very close substitutes at similar prices. The other four things were legit unavailable. 

So I bought the stuff that rounded out my order, then went around to the pickup area and called, as I'd been instructed. It took four tries just to get an answer, and then thirty-five more minutes of waiting before I got the order. They brought my eggs to me for the front seat, but there was only one pack and not three like I'd ordered. (Super cheap eggs this week means lots of eggy dishes!) I got two more packs before I left, but ended up going through the entire very long order at home and checking things off to see what else was missing. I paid for and did not receive a bag of green apples, a bag of onions, and a bag of sweet potatoes, which I assume probably all shared a sack and went to someone else's house. It was clear that something was severely off the rails there so I did fill out a comprehensive survey, only for the website to eat it. It was that kind of day. 

See, the Walmart stuff was also happening against the backdrop of our house turning against us. While I was inventorying groceries, my husband spilled a bit of cat litter and went to vacuum it up. As he vacuumed, suddenly the electricity in half our apartment went out. The living room went, the kitten room went, half the kitchen went, but not the other two bedrooms or either bathroom or the AC. It was weird as hell. We checked the breakers of course, but nothing was tripped. With two weeks of groceries spread across the floor, plus all the stuff we'd finally gotten out of my car from our trip, plus eight very messy kittens in the house, we were going to need to get maintenance in. That was not great. As I believe I mentioned way long time ago around Day 50, cleaning is not high on my priority list when I have tiny kittens in hand, and that does always seem to be when things happen.

We got pretty lucky as these things go; the super nice maintenance guy was on call for Sunday emergencies and was able to come over pretty quickly, and he was able to find and fix the problem. The bad part was that he had to access nearly every outlet in half the house to do so, pulling furniture away from the walls, moving the careful piles that substitute for actual cleaning when we are in a hurry, the whole nine yards. He was nice about my constant disorganization and we now have electricity again so I'm happy, but it was super stressful. 

The one good result of the disaster was that I took the opportunity to rearrange and clean the kitten room again, and got it set up so the Gaang could hang out in the big kennel. They had to spend part of the day at the rescue and were super not cool with it, but they liked the new setup (only supervised, they still spend most of their time in the playpen because they are little and kind of clumsy) and it encouraged Zuko to more kibble than I have ever seen him eat before. You go, kiddo! Get fat so you can graduate to big kitten foster! The little kittens got some desperately needed dewormer and are already doing better, though the less said about Audiva's continuing poop situation, the better. I am hoping she will turn it around tonight or we're going to need to actually have somebody look at her. 

So it was basically a crazy day, but here at the end of it I have a houseful of most of the groceries I wanted plus refunds for what didn't arrive, eight kittens snuggled and sleeping with full bellies in newly cleaned and freshened up homes, and an electrical system with one fewer subtle faults in it. We also sprang for takeout pizza, so leftovers in the fridge, too! It's worth a sigh of relief. 

[lovemesomesurveys]

How much money did your last vacation cost? Oh yikes... we haven’t done the math. That would be terrifying. My brother wanted to go to Disneyland for his 21st, so went on a 4 day vacay and went a little wild haha. Have you ever taken a physics class? Nope. Do you still have any living grandparents? If so, how old are they? Both of my paternal grandparents. They’re in their 80s.

Have you ever driven a truck? Nope. I’ve never driven at all.

What are your thoughts on celebrity idolization and ‘fangirling/fanboying?’ I’m super guilty of it, so I can’t say much. <<< Hahah same. I’m a big fangirl, but it’s in a fun way. I don’t hold them up on some pedestal or worship them. There are some that take it to the extreme. There’s some wild fanbases.

What is the messiest area in your home? Right now my room is a mess. Ugh. It’s more that I just have too much stuff and not enough room.  Who was the last person you called? Takeout for dinner last night. What’s your favorite computer game genre? Whatever The Sims is. Do you have any exes your parents never liked? No. Do you ever keep things just because they might be useful someday? I hold onto things for sentimental value, but there’s also things I keep because even while I’m not using them now (or haven’t in quite awhile...) I might one day. I’m like what if I get rid of it and then need it? lol. Even though like I said, I haven’t used some of things in a long time :X You never know!

Do you take public transportation to work? I don’t have a job. I used to have to take the bus sometimes while I was in college, though. What extracurricular activities did you do when you were growing up? I was a Girl Scout.  Has anything unusual happened to you recently? Hmm. Not that I can recall at the moment. Do you like chicken korma? I have no idea what that is. Are you frequently in a bad mood? It does feel that way. I’m just so damn moody.  Do you ever fill out surveys while in a bad mood? Yeah. What was the last type of tea you drank? I think it was spearmint. Have you ever been severely mentally ill? I have major depression if that counts. What was the last website you were on, before this one? Facebook. Where is the most interesting place you could go that’s within day-trip distance from your house? The beach or this big touristy city. Do you ever rearrange your furniture? No. My room is too small, there’s much else I could do. Have you ever been to Toronto? Nope. Have you received financial help from your parents in the past 5 years? Yeah. While I do receive some SSI, I’m still financially dependent on them. I’m unable to work. Are you a fast or a slow eater? I’m the slowest eater on earth.  What room(s) of your house did you last vacuum? I don’t vacuum, but my mom just vacuumed the living room. How old were you when you had your first relationship? 16. Why did your last relationship end? He didn’t want to commit. He also didn’t feel the same way I did. What was the last thing you purchased from a small local business? I don’t remember. Do you get dental checkups at least once a year? No... :X Is there anyone in your family/household whom you frequently argue with? Not argue, but bicker or get annoyed with. Like I said, I’m a very moody and irritable person so it’s largely on me.  Do you live in a high cost-of-living area? It’s gotten that way over the years. It’s ridiculous what we pay in rent for a 2 bedroom duplex. It’s outrageous what people pay for apartments, too. Have you ever used chewing tobacco? No. If you could change one thing about today, what would it be? I don’t feel well.

[motherboxing]

The way I’ve been managing my intense anxiety about our landlord’s latest round of frankly, like, illegal harassment (including sending us a notice containing a bogus complaint on a Friday so we wouldn’t be able to talk to any legal representation until the Monday after getting it) has been to enter this really intense spring cleaning mode where I like rearrange all our furniture so I have to clean under and around everything super thoroughly. There’s this busted old futon that we’ve had in the spare room that serves as Pif’s studio space right now for, like, ever, so I dragged that out into the living room and this morning a friend is coming over to help me curb it (I would do it on garbage day, but Pif’s back is out so we’re down a man for the job and today was the only day my friend had free this week). Yesterday I replaced our old curtains in the living room, and then Pif took a bunch of stuff to the laundromat and did a couple loads of laundry while I spent a couple hours just going like, behind my desk and under the furniture and just sweeping out shit. I also did dishes and scrubbed the kitchen floor! Today after we get the futon out I’ll move the second couch in our living into that spare room, then rearrange my desk so I have more workspace in the living room. Then I’ll do a final round of dusting/vacuuming, then mopping, then just detail control, I guess (decluttering, taking in the recycling, etc). 

Monday I have my doctor’s appointment in the afternoon so we’re gonna try to talk to legal aid first thing in the morning. In the meantime if I stop moving for longer than an hour or so my head will explode!

[wideeyedlittlechild]

The Covid diary day 3

It is so very boring. I wonder if life has always been this boring and I was just to busy to notice. Since I don't have access to our entire (huge) house there is not much to do for me. And I honestly wonder if that's what other people experience daily. Let me explain: I have a baby. Which is not that much work if it's the only thing you have to take care of. Usually I also have two cats and my husbands kiddos who need my attention. Who need to be fed, who need me to drive them to appointments, etc. And then there is this HUGE house that we live in that desperately needs cleaning and that we're still not finished renovating. So on my normal days I always have a ton of things to do. My to-do list is basically always full and endless.

But now I am in a tiny part of our house. Isolated because of Covid19. The baby is here with me, but that's pretty much all the company I have during the day. I have to feed him every 2-3 hours and keep him clean. I've perfected this task under very stressful conditions (see above) and now it is all that I have to do all day. It's boring. It is sosososoosososo boring. I vacuumed the room multiple times already. I cleaned the sink. I tidied up. I rearranged some furniture. I am bored. Is this how people feel who actually have their life together? Because damn. You must be so bored.

[bomberqueen17]

OK I’m having trouble getting motivated to do anything. This is fine, this is expected. This is why I didn’t plan to work today, and gave myself today off; part of me was like “will do so many projects!” but part of me was like “will probably stare blankly at a wall for hours!” and that second part was right. So. 

I’m going to think about the things I had sort of maybe wanted to work on, and decide what they’ve got going for them. I am not going to think about how weirdly homesick I already am for the farm; I’m going back in a week, and I can’t deny I’m delighted to be in my own house with my own junk food and I don’t feel guilty for sitting down for a moment, no I don’t. 

I don’t.

Anyway!

I should put a few final stitches into the Fuck Winter wall-hanging, iron it, and then set it aside to resume when I feel either nostalgic for, or mad about winter. There’s no deadline! That can be whenever. But I have to make sure I put all the pieces away together.

I can start a new wall hanging if I want! Or I can keep that set aside. That’s okay.

At the farm I cut out and then painted a bunch of little triangle banners to make a fun “Welcome” banner to hang somewhere on the farm. I should put that together and finish it up! That would be a great thing to bring back with me when I go. I missed getting it out for the Open Farm day but it will be just the thing for the first CSA pickup at the end of May!

We were given a circular coffee table by Dave’s mom. It would be great to slightly rearrange the furniture in the living room to make room for it. Or it could go on the back porch, where there’s an ugly-ass crate being a coffee table. I should figure out where it’s going to go, and then mend the tablecloth we were given to go with it. That’d be a fun thing to do one of these days.

I could clean up the back porch in preparation for resuming its use as the living room, for the summer. That season’s coming up, and it would be nice to have it ready to go. We have new blinds for it so it’s more comfortable! And I have a bunch of stuff stacked out there unnecessarily. But I did unplug the fridge during winter and leave it open, so it’s not moldy or gross and I can just wipe it down and plug it back in now. That’ll be great.

I need to unload my car. I should do a really good job unloading it, and then load back in the stuff that’s still floating around after taking down the yurt. I could even, like, wipe it down internally and vacuum the seats and so on. That would be both a pleasant and rewarding task, because my car is becoming a shitshow and I ought to fix it.

I also should run the fermented maple stuff through the still. That won’t take that long, because there’s not that much of it! I don’t feel like doing that today, though.

I brought some siding cut-offs to make new signs for the picking garden; I accompanied Sister during clean-up and took notes on the herbs that either need new signs or never got signs in the first place, so I should work on those here and bring them back with me. Maybe I can set up on the back porch to work on those! That would be nice. That could be my reward for cleaning up.

I want to make some clothes and I have a few ideas but I quite clearly have enough stuff in this post to think about, and the rest can be delayed for now. Maybe I’ll go make a start on the back porch; Dude would be happy and I’d enjoy it too. So there’s my afternoon, sorted. 

[taytcanterbury]

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[purplesurveys]

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How much money did your last vacation cost? I’m guessing it cost around ₱20-25K, or around $400-500? I don’t think it’d be higher than that because it was a local vacation, but we did go to two cities for that trip and stayed in two hotels so that should bump up the prices. Have you ever taken a physics class? I did. We took physics for our senior year science class in high school, and then I had to take another physics class for college. Do you still have any living grandparents? If so, how old are they? Three of them are still alive. My maternal grandmother just turned 73 last December; and while I don’t know how old my dad’s parents are, I know they started having kids earlier than how old I am now so they would be a bit younger than 73. My late grandfather died at 75. Have you ever driven a truck? Nopes. What are your thoughts on celebrity idolization and 'fangirling/fanboying?' Fangirling/boying is honestly fine with me, it’s a phase almost everyone goes through, myself included. It just feels nice to be that interested in someone or something, and it’s a good escape from life and also a great opportunity to meet people who like the same things. Idolization can be creepy and just a downright bad idea though. I know there’s a lot of toxic fanbases out there like Ariana Grande’s and Justin Bieber’s, whose stans can be big bullies or pick fights with absolutely anybody. Being a casual fan is anyone’s best option.

What is the messiest area in your home? Probably my sister’s. SHE’S organized, but she has a cat who’s a little feisty and will fuck up her room at least once a week. Who was the last person you called? My mom. I missed a call from her this afternoon so I just called her back. What's your favorite computer game genre? I don’t play computer games. Do you have any exes your parents never liked? They don’t know Gabie that way. Do you ever keep things just because they might be useful someday? Yep. This is where my slight tendency for hoarding enters the picture. I don’t have a severe case of it, but I do keep things longer than they should’ve been with me to begin with. For example, I still have the shipping pouch/envelope that came with my very first online order purchase precisely because it was my first purchase from an online shop and it’s one of the more unusual memories for me lmao. I’ll probs throw it out soon now that I remembered it.

Do you take public transportation to work? No. It’s too hot, crowded, and MILLIONS of people all over Metro Manila are in line every single day to catch one of the not-enough jeeps, trains, and buses that we have. Driving isn’t all that better either, but it’s the next best option after private helicopters. Bottomline is, our road, transportation, and infrastructure systems are complete shit. What extracurricular activities did you do when you were growing up? The first thing I ever dabbled in was ballet, then I did swimming, cooking, acting, and table tennis. Has anything unusual happened to you recently? Nah, it’s been pretty boring lately. Do you like chicken korma? I know that it’s Indian so I’ll probably like it, but I don’t think I’ve ever ordered it. Are you frequently in a bad mood? I wouldn’t say frequently. I’m just in a bad mood when there’s a reason to be. Or when I’m depressed, which only comes in day-long bursts. Do you ever fill out surveys while in a bad mood? That will sometimes be my go-to, but other times it wouldn’t be. What was the last type of tea you drank? Sugary iced tea, if that counts. Have you ever been severely mentally ill? I guess you can say that, yep. What was the last website you were on, before this one? Twitter. Where is the most interesting place you could go that's within day-trip distance from your house? Probably Tagaytay as there’s a lot of stuff to do and try there. Do you ever rearrange your furniture? Nope. I’m okay with how my stuff’s arranged. Have you ever been to Toronto? I have not. I know a lot of childhood clasmates who migrated there, though. Have you received financial help from your parents in the past 5 years? Yes. They’re my main source of assistance, as is the case in Filipino families. Are you a fast or a slow eater? RIDICULOUSLY slow. I will take an hour or two to finish up absolutely any meal, tops. What room(s) of your house did you last vacuum? I haven’t vacuumed in a while... How old were you when you had your first relationship? 16. Why did your last relationship end? She was overwhelmed about our future given how young and unprepared for anything we were. What was the last thing you purchased from a small local business? I got Marikina slippers from a pop-up booth at the mall for Gabie’s sister. Do you get dental checkups at least once a year? Not anymore, but I did recently have a couple trips to the dentist. Is there anyone in your family/household whom you frequently argue with? My brother and I do not talk anymore, so I guess you can say we’re in like this permanent state of conflict lol. But other than him, it would be my mom. We clash on nearly every topic, every issue. Do you live in a high cost-of-living area? I wouldn’t say that about Antipolo, no. Have you ever used chewing tobacco? Nope. If you could change one thing about today, what would it be? I wish I hadn’t been crying when Leigh greeted me at Skywalk this morning.

[lovemesomesurveys]

How much money did your last vacation cost? I have no idea. 

Have you ever taken a physics class? No.

Do you still have any living grandparents? If so, how old are they? Yes, both my paternal grandparents. They’re in their early and mid 80s. 

Have you ever driven a truck? Nope. I’ve never driven anything at all.

What are your thoughts on celebrity idolization and ‘fangirling/fanboying?’ I don’t worship them like some fandoms do, not gonna name names because they might come for me, ha, but I’m into celebrities and celebrity gossip/entertainment stuff. I have my faves. I like fangirling/geeking out over stuff like that. It’s fun getting exciting when a new Marvel or Star Wars movie comes out or something. And we all know I love me some Alexander Skarsgard. 

What is the messiest area in your home? My brother’s room.

Who was the last person you called? My mom.

What’s your favorite computer game genre? I just play The Sims.

Do you have any exes your parents never liked? No.

Do you ever keep things just because they might be useful someday? Yes. I’m always like, “I might need this later” even if I haven’t used it in years, ha. Especially when it comes to clothes, though. I’m like, “I might wear this again one day.”

Do you take public transportation to work? I don’t have a job.

What extracurricular activities did you do when you were growing up? I was a Girl Scout.

Has anything unusual happened to you recently? Nothing unusual that I can think of.

Do you like chicken korma? I don’t know what that is.

Are you frequently in a bad mood? I mean, I’m a moody person. I get in these moody moods where I like shut down and keep to myself and just feel sad and irritable and blah. My mood fluctuates. 

Do you ever fill out surveys while in a bad mood? Yeah.

What was the last type of tea you drank? Peppermint.

What was the last website you were on, before this one? Google.

Where is the most interesting place you could go that’s within day-trip distance from your house? The beach or this nearby touristy town with lots to do.

Do you ever rearrange your furniture? No.

Have you ever been to Toronto? No.

Have you received financial help from your parents in the past 5 years? Yes, they do financially support me still. I do have some income from disability, so I have some money of my own and I also help out with things like household bills as well as my own, but they on my main providers. 

Are you a fast or a slow eater? Oh, I’m super slow. Always the last one eating.  What room(s) of your house did you last vacuum? I don’t vacuum, personally. It’s difficult for me. My mom vacuumed my room a few days ago, though.

How old were you when you had your first relationship? 16.

Why did your last relationship end? He didn’t want to commit and I guess he also just got bored with me and whatever it was we had going on.

What was the last thing you purchased from a small local business? A key chain.

Do you get dental checkups at least once a year? No. It’s been awhile... :X

Is there anyone in your family/household whom you frequently argue with? There’s some bickering sometimes, but not full on arguments. Those are rare.

Do you live in a high cost-of-living area? Everywhere seems to be. Have you ever used chewing tobacco? No.

If you could change one thing about today, what would it be? I’m just ready to go see Child’s Play, ha. My brother and I are going later today.