THE COSTUMES ARE IN!!! Oh my gosh!!

Good news: we got our days and hours. I got the best shift possible: Tuesday - Saturday 7a-3p. So I’m thrilled but found out that the lead is probably one of those leads who never gives the crew time to breathe. Period.

Better news: I got offered to apply and get an interview for a lead position! But, I have three other people probably below me to interview for this shift and it’s Thursday-Sunday 10a-8p. I’m sure I could get it since I have seniority but I won’t see my husband on Sundays, only Mondays.

Now I’m at an impasse. Apply for the lead position I’ve been dying to get at for 2 years and almost been here for 5 years, or know I’ll never be a back up lead again.

But if I get the lead position, I’ll be at the bottom of the totem pole and never get what I want in the next bidding later on the year. *pulls hair out of head* What the actual fuck do I do? I have a week to decide but the sooner I apply the likelier I’ll get an interview.

Fuck. I’m stumped.

So. Uh…the next couple months are gonna probably be bad with me stressing out with work and such. My whole shift is probably going to be changing—hours and days—and we are suppose to know this week what we all got. So, I’m a nervous wreck since I go on vacation this month and in two months.

My husband, on the other hand, is not holding it in well. They are forcing people in his department to go from 8a-4p to 3a-11a. And we can’t do that since my mom watches our son four days a week, which will now be 5 days with my new schedule. He is only working 8a-11a three to four days a week and his fifth day is always 8 hours. So, we lost over $500 on this paycheck.

He’s panicking, I’m taking my anxiety medicine to just not FEEL anything cause if I do, I’m going to scream or cry or hit something, so we are a wreck. We can’t even do anything for our son’s birthday this Sunday which we planned out weeks ago and have to cancel.

And my mom’s hours and days are being cut—two or three days of work instead of four—so I’m the bread winner and I’m losing my mind. Not knowing what’s gonna happen is causing me to get my period earlier than normal and I don’t wanna leave this place. We just got insurance taken care of thanks to the union, so I’ll save money, and there is no customer interactions, but dammit—I have to take melatonin to knock me out or I’ll be up all night worrying.

So, I’m a nervous wreck and just spotty with talking to people or wanting to do anything. I try to stay at places for more than four years but every TIME I do, something shitty happens. This is the third time my shift and hours have changed in four years since I’ve been here. Just…needed to vent and rant cause I hear it all day at work and I want my days off with my husband and I wanna see my kid and want to come home for dinner—!

I hate playing everything day by day. I just want a life outside of work even if I don’t have friends or anything to do. Just…want to unwind and can’t. I’ll keep you all updated on what the heck happens this month.

So, this hot day today threw me for a whirl. I fell on my hands, knees, and scraped my elbow. Hahahaha

Probably won’t be on tonight and gonna hope I feel better by tomorrow.

Reblog if it is totally, 100% fine to send anonymous comments to your muse pertaining to the events in your RP

( originally by imlostinthesnow, archived here)

“What did you think of me…back when we met?”

"Honestly, you were so full of energy and always so happy. It was a mood switch compared to my friends and myself. So, having you as a close friend...it's helped build up my mood. Also, you were cute--and you still are. But, you are going into a more...beautiful man--though, I don't think beautiful does you justice."

There are many spoilers on this blog, so be cautious when navigating! Mun will try her best to log all spoilers for Persona 3, Persona 4, and Trauma Center: SO + Trauma Team in general!

Mun has been RPing for over 12+ years! (mun is 30+)

Most replies will be in multi-paragraphs, but activity on the blog will be very low--maybe be on once a week at least.

Willing to give some OCs and other fandoms a shot! But, I will still be super selective since I've had bad blood from OCs.

Usually will RP angst // fluff // hurt & comfort // you name it

There may be chances of NSFW on this blog, but 99% of the time it will be SFW--if the need arises, NSFW will be moved to Discord.

Discord is available on request and mainly for mutuals

I'm really chill and willing to give people chances. I am very slow since this blog is not my main focus -- @tacitusauxilium and @blazeoflife is where I'll be most of my time. So be prepared for slow replies, but hoping they are KOALA-TEA! :D

((So, all day I have been debating if I want a third and final blog for multiple muses...or just keep my RP hub as is.

...I think I'm going to keep the RP hub, BUT move one of my side blogs as a separate blog, a la Fuuka and Junpei. Or might remove the RP hub since I'll never be on it...but it's easy to organize where everything is... mrgrgrgr.

I'll keep you all updated.))

She was relieved to see that Minako was responding as quickly as she hoped. Fuuka sort of wanted to form a friendship between them both as they never were in the same class in high school--she and Minato had that in common and they were steadfast friends. Until... Fuuka shook her head as she reached for her phone and read the texts. She groaned and knew she should have kept that information to herself.

[ sms ] :: Minako :: yes, a date. I am in my 20s--I can date, too, you know. [ sms ] :: Minako :: and i am not wearing clothes from my teens... ...okay, MAYBE i am, but it's not my fault they still fit me! y change stuff? [ sms ] :: Minako :: dear lord--yukari will spend hours with me to replenish my closet. if that happens, PLZ come with me! she's scaryy to shop with! [ sms ] :: Minako :: knock on the door when you arrive~ <3

"Note to self: make sure that Mitsuru-senpai does not join, too. I know she would spend so much yen on me for all that I've done for her." She murmured, pushing open the door to her closet and pulling handfuls of clothes out. Dresses, skirts, turtlenecks--nothing really screamed date material. Then again, Fuuka was never a girlie girl. She just looked at clothes, if they looked pretty, she'd buy it and wear it.

Though, shopping was her weakness, unlike cooking nowadays. Fuuka stared at her phone screen once more and sighed. "I just want to impress you. ...can I still do that, though?" Fuuka murmured as she heard two knocks on the door, not realizing it had been almost half an hour that passed, and smiled, skipping for a moment to the doorway as she called out: "Coming!"

@foolshoujo //

Looking through her closet, there was NOTHING she could find that would be appropriate for a date. She looked at her phone lock screen, her eyes seeing that her date was on said screen and Fuuka smiled and got motivated again. "Okay, let's see..." She pushed passed dresses, skirts, t-shirts, and nothing was clicking with her.

Fuuka wanted to impress her date tomorrow and while she has the shoes to go with anything--thanks to Yukari--she sighed and rubbed her temple with her fingers. "This isn't right. I want to be flirtatious, but I don't want to come off as desperate."

Okay, maybe she WAS desperate. She had not date for years since Minato's sacrifice. The nights were long, the days were longer, and being alone really ate at her soul and well-being. And because she was desperate, this time she had to text for backup. Reaching for her phone and looked for one of her friends from SEES.

[ sms ] :: Minako :: hey so...i am desperate AF right now. i have a date tomorrow and nothing in my closet works for me. [ sms ] :: Minako :: i have so many clothes from when i was 17. i'm in my 20s--i need your help to make my date successful. you free today?

Fuuka put the phone away and then looked back at her closet. "...please tell me she isn't busy. I really need her help..."

@tvstarkuma sent: 🍴 he’s making breakfast

MEGA FLUFF MEME! SEND A SYMBOL, AND MY MUSE WILL… // accepting // 🍴 Cook for your muse. 

Fuuka awoke to an aroma coming into the room. Rubbing her eyes and sitting up, it took her a few seconds to realize that it was coming from the kitchen. ...and if it wasn't her cooking, then it had to be Teddie! A slight panic showed in her eyes as she stumbled out of bed, pushing the bed sheets off of the bed as she carefully dashed into the living room and then into the kitchen.

"Teddie?! What are you doing in the kitchen? I-I mean..." She stopped herself short, her hair a mess, as she put her hands up. "...did Yosuke-san teach you how to cook?" She eyed the food, a bit surprised that it looked good to eat...and she could hear her stomach growling in protest.

"...Unfortunately, he has not really told me much about himself. Though, I know he loves the color maroon. He wears it a lot. And... I've never asked him about his favorite book or season." Fuuka covered her lips with her fingertips, wondering how is it that they've known each other for at least a week and she, nor him, has never asked him these questions!

Now, she felt truly embarrassed for not knowing so much about this crush of hers. Fuuka gasped as she turned to the florist and shook her head. "I... ...I do like-like him. But, I do not know if he feels the same about me." Fuuka puts her hand to her chest and clasps it with the hand that came from her mouth. "He's so quiet and brooding, but he is so kind to me and teaches me how to cook better so--" Fuuka then stops herself short and bit her lip. A nervous habit of hers was to ramble when she was nervous.

"--I don't even think he knows I exist. Or if he thinks I even like him."

"Oh, maybe?" She whispered, her eyes looking down at the flowers and then back to the female next to her, trying to help her out. "I want to get flowers, but I am scared that I'll be sending the boy I like the wrong message." Fuuka explained, pointing to roses and sunflowers. "I know that he wouldn't care what the flowers mean--I don't even think he knows what those mean together--but I would. And, it's the least I could do for him."

Fuuka touched the soft petals of the flowers, noticing they were smoother than any silk she's felt, and they were taken care of very well. "But, he's always brooding, but so kindhearted. He helped me cook a meal with my friends and made sure I didn't get hurt while cooking and--" Fuuka felt her cheeks flushing red, noticing that she was rambling in front of the employee and covered her cheek with one of her hands. "--flowers are my love language and I would rather have a second opinion on what to get him."

"Do I? I never thought of it like that..." She put a fingertip to her chin, not realizing that she sounded like Akihiko--then again, those two barely had anything in common besides having parental figures that were alive. Though, the way Makoto mentioned fighting, it made him sound more like Akihiko. She kept her lips pursed together as Fuuka still smiled warmly at him.

"I agree--even if I will never see the front lines, I can always guide you all from afar. And so far, it's been going well." Fuuka noted that nothing had gone wrong yet. And it does help that Makoto has mulitple Personas--he was able to work around any and all weaknesses. Fuuka also helped in being able to determine any weaknesses--everything just flowed so well together.

Then again, realizes how Makoto is sort of detached from real life and fighting in Tartarus. She never questioned it, but it did tickle the back part of her mind. "Oh, I forgot to ask--did you need any medicine replenished? I was going to go out tomorrow and pick up what we ran out on for our next exploration in the following week or two."

"It is thanks to you all that I've been able to safely get you from floor to floor in Tartarus. Though, you keep calm and collected, which keeps everyone else relaxed and confident." She points out, noting that while their leader is very reliant with his multiple Personas, not having a panicking leader does help in the long run. Fuuka pushed some stray hair out of her face when he complimented her on her job as a navigator.

"I've done the best I can for you and the others. If I didn't, I think I might get an earful from our senpais." She assumed since she never went below 100% on most nights in Tartarus. Fuuka was focused, determined, and will eventually find the confidence to be fearless. To not let anything or anyone get in her way in and out of battle. She blinked at her leader and shook her head. "Well, I can't do what you do, either, literally! Though, the thought of being able to go into combat with you all sounds...fun and scary."

As much wanted to traverse Tartarus and see what it held for them, being on the first floor was just as important. Getting information quicker to her teammates was a big deal, even if she did feel a bit neglected once in a while. "I want you to know that you are doing well, too. I am rooting for you and the others to do well every night." Fuuka tilted her head slightly and gave him a small smile, her small hand on her chest.

[ sms ] :: Futaba :: ahhhh well, I only know of Shibuya's and I think Akihabara's? [ sms ] :: Futaba :: i haven't been out past Shibuya since i've been here and well, i thought i'd ask you, the person who knows everything fun and cool and gacha like. [ sms ] :: Futaba :: and please send the reports because you are the coolest evur~

@oraclememehacker //

[ sms ] :: Futaba :: hey so, i know we just got back to being friends and all that, but i was wondering if you wanted to go out and do something? [ sms ] :: Futaba :: like, i don't know, maybe go to an arcade and get all the plushies from the claw machines?

She stared at him, her hands on her chest, as she looked at the small box of tissues in front of her. Fuuka wondered what secrets her brother held deep inside of him. She gulped as her mind began to wander.

“We were separated? On purpose?” Her voice was soft, as if her vocal cords almost stopped working. “I knew there was something missing, but our parents never said anything to me about you. Only that…” Fuuka could faintly recall her dad saying something about Nobu being gone, never coming back, and a slap on the face. Her fingers touched her cheek as if she felt the slap right then and there.

Fuuka reached for Yasonobu’s sleeve and looked up at him, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. “I…I am so sorry. Maybe, we both have secrets that need to come out to each other.” She stated, wondering if this was going to get worse before it ever got better. Cramps be damned—family came first.

“If you have a uterus, please tell me of any way that can help relieve cramps and nausea. Because I just want to lay in bed and sleep the pain away.”

“you’re so sweet!” thank you i have abandonment issues

🐝  *  ―  𝑫𝑰𝑭𝑭𝑬𝑹𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑾𝑨𝒀𝑺 𝑻𝑶 𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺 𝑺𝑶𝑴𝑬𝑶𝑵𝑬.

[ peck ] a quick, light kiss on the partner's lips or cheek [ french ] a deep, passionate kiss with the use of tongue [ forehead ] a gentle kiss on the partner's forehead, conveying care and affection [ spiderman ] an upside-down kiss, just like in the movie [ mistletoe ] a playful or romantic kiss under a mistletoe [ hand ] a chivalrous kiss on the back of the partner's hand [ lingering ] a long, slow kiss filled with emotion and desire [ neck ] a kiss or gentle sucking on the partner's neck [ nape ] a kiss placed at the nape of the partner's neck [ teasing ] a light brushing of lips against a partner's skin without fully kissing [ earlobe ] a light nibble on the partner's earlobe [ tango dip ] a kiss shared while one partner is dipped backward [ celebration ] a joyful and exuberant kiss to celebrate an achievement or milestone [ stolen ] a quick, stealthy, and impromptu kiss snatched in secret [ bite ] a playful kiss that involves some light biting [ goodbye ] a heartfelt kiss when parting, showing affection and fondness [ rain ] a romantic kiss in the rain [ scars ] a gentle kiss on the partner's scar(s) [ injury ] a careful kiss on a partner's wound to make it all better [ wedding ] a romantic kiss shared during a wedding ceremony [ comfort ] a tender kiss to provide comfort or reassurance [ sunset ] a kiss shared during sunset, often romantic and serene [ butterfly ] a light fluttering of eyelashes against the partner's skin [ seductive ] a deep, slow, and deliberately intense kiss filled with passion and desire [ shoulder ] a tender kiss on the partner's shoulder [ knuckles ] a kiss on each individual knuckle of the partner [ slow motion ] a kiss in slow motion, accentuating every moment and sensation [ reunion ] a longing kiss shared after being apart for a while [ passionate ] an intense and fiery kiss, expressing raw desire and strong emotion [ underwater ] a kiss shared while submerged in water [ wrist ] a tender kiss on the inside of the partner's wrist [ wake up ] a loving kiss to wake the partner up [ apology ] a kiss offered as a way to apologize or make amends [ hummingbird ] a series of light, rapid, and fluttery kisses on a small area [ trail ] a trail of kisses along the partner's jawline or collarbone [ blowing ] a kiss in the air and send of the gesture towards the partner [ surprise ] a sudden kiss to catch the partner off guard [ hickey ] a kiss that's supposed to leave a mark on the partner's skin [ single lip ] a sucking or nibbling of one of the partner's lips [ nose ] an affectionate gesture where partners rub their noses together

Mega Fluff Meme! Send a symbol, and my muse will...

(Include “Flipped!” for your muse to do the thing instead!)

⭐ Kiss yours on the nose.

💥 Kiss yours on the cheek.

✳️ Kiss yours on the forehead.

💋 Kiss yours on the lips.

✋ Play with your muse’s hair. 

⛺ Build a blanket fort with your muse.

🍳 Take your muse out to brunch.

🎼 Serenade your muse.

🐱 Bring your muse a kitten.

🌼 Bring your muse flowers.

💝 Bring your muse chocolates.

🌠 Take your muse stargazing.

🍎 Take your muse on a picnic.

🏨  Carry your muse to bed and/or tuck them in.

🍴 Cook for your muse. 

🏥 Care for your sick/injured muse.

🚣  Take your muse for a quiet night out on the lake.

🌳 Take your muse for a walk in the woods.

🎁 Get your muse an extravagant gift.