#I am so exhausted rn but please now I spent way too long on that fucking water
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If this does/does not happen in the comics, please don't tell me anything, but if they give us a Mark versus Mark fight scene I will actually implode. Violently. I will lose my mind. Let Mark physically face the fact that he is the outlier. And oh, imagine all the potential for some deeper analysis, like self versus self, killing off a part of yourself, etc,,, it’s so potentially yummy! I want it.
#invincible show#invincible fanart#invincible#mark grayson#my art!#digital art#procreate art#procreate#fanart#artist on tumblr#digital artist#invincible season 2#invincible s2#I am so exhausted rn but please now I spent way too long on that fucking water#inner perfectionist stfu challenge (fail)#is it sunrise or sunset in this piece? good question...anyways-#now excuse me while I replay scenes of the two s2 episodes we have over and over and over#BEHOLD! an art tag for my art :]#the brainrotsreal's art tag ✧˖°:*♡
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holy shit i just realised im autistic
i know this seems like a shitpost, and tbf i am laughing at myself pretty hard rn. it's dawning on me at 6 AM after being awake all night, but (if you care, and if you don't feel free to ignore too, have a nice day!) hear me out, cause this genuinely feels meaningful and insightful for me with how my life has gone so far. I spent an hour writing this post in hopes someone might find it helpful too :3c
If you don't wanna read my post pls enjoy this picture of our famous friend autism baby stackin those cans before you go~♪
(source: wikipedia)
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like i already /knew/ I was before this moment, but i was thinkin about what i used to do as a kid and wow i am so autistic how the fuck did i not realise sooner. It straight up wasn't until I was already well into my 20's that I started to meet other autistic people online and learned about their experiences and difficulties from talking with them that I realised a lot of things they described matched for me too.
I live in assfuck nowhere so most of my life the only few times that I had met autistic people were like, folks who were nonverbal or whatever, just generally needing direct assistive care, and I never bothered to look things up on my own because I was already inundated with the pressures of growing up, school, mental health, etc. I remember one of the first times I had built up the courage to ask anyone about it, I was in the hospital because of mental health issues. This was in my second year uni, and when one of the doctors assessing me was asking me questions, I said I thought maybe I was autistic. He promptly and with a fair amount of snark told me that if I was autistic I wouldn't have gotten into university.
Thinking back, he was probably just an exhausted, fresh outta school resident with no special interest in psychiatric care (and also just seemed to suck in general), but it was enough that I shelved the idea for another 5 years.
Lo and behold, now I am lying here in bed, just absolutely gobsmacked by the VERY REAL idea that im autistic and like holy shit I feel so vindicated.
I've been on tumblr for just a bit, but I see a lot of folks talking in various neurodivergent circles about their experiences and that's been so wonderful for me. I also have a few good friend groups w/ a lot of neurodivergent folks, and that's been really exciting too.
Like, I'm still processing this cognitively as I'm writing, so please pardon this ill patterned post, but this feels like such a beneficial thing for me. Over time I've adapted a few strategies here and there to help myself accomplish various tasks, but now I feel so empowered to, like... actually figure stuff out.
Even after feeling confident I was autistic, it was this nebulous, floating concept in my head for so long of, "oh yeah im autistic or something idk," that I never really dedicated much effort to finding healthier ways to do things that didn't irk me or whatever. I don't feel like the label /itself/ is what is important to me here, but rather the awareness around why I do so many things in the ways that I do and that it's /okay/ that I do.
I don't want this post to go on too much longer, but I feel it's worth noting that I've fought for years with my family because they didn't understand why I was going about things the way I did. Again, remember, they all grew up in this cloistered hellhole too. But, surprise surprise, the times in my life that I have been doing better than any other are when I felt confident enough to ignore what everyone was trying to get me to go along with and instead just fashioned my own best methods (which also sometimes included informing said overbearing individual(s) to go fuck themselves cause I'm busy doing shit. It's hard for them to argue with me telling them as much when I would be completing X objective well, which is what they wanted in the first place).
I don't want to make this sound like I'm trying to be overconfident, but I mention as much instead as a sign of support for other neurodivergent folks to feel similarly empowered to drum to their own beat. Thinking back, I went from almost failing high school and ultimately retaking a grade to excelling in all my classes. Every single one. I know that's a relative assessment, you got variable difficulty levels, etc., and the grade score isn't important in and of itself, least of all because the school systems here (Canada) are a mess it seems, but just that alone as an idea, within the parameters of a particular system, I went from initial abject failure to thorough and lauded success.
Just think of what so many people could do if they weren't being pigeonholed into formats that absolutely aren't working for them.
I already have a boatload of (genuinely helpful by way of enabling access to proper education and treatment) diagnoses from my history of working with my (very wonderful and genuinely caring and helpful) psychiatrist that match with what I know about the neurodivergence term umbrella like ADHD, OCD, and bipolar, so it seems |autism| will feel quite at home in the group ^w^. I'll ask her about it at my next appointment to see if an official diagnosis has any value versus me just continuing to figure things out on my own.
Either way, I am thrilled right now thinking about the next time I get to shout
"FUCK YOU IM DOING AUTISTIC SHIT"
while an electric guitar squeals and lightning strikes all around me and I make cool stuff happen :3c.
#autism#autistic adult#autistic artist#autistic things#autistic community#autism spectrum disorder#neurodiversity#neurodivergence#neurodiverse#ADHD#attention deficit hyperactivity disorder#bipolar disorder#bipolar#OCD#obsessive compulsive disorder#neurodivergent#neurotypical#;w;#im tired#also cant be fucked to fix the order kf these tags#long post#optimism#mental health#mental health support#mental health awareness#help#helping#idk what im doin witj thesentags goodnluck gamers
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hello I am having a dog thought overwhelm today and also a general overwhelm woo please feel free to ignore me I am just working out some feelings
I feel like I haven’t been doing much with Tiber lately just because there’s so much going on rn
my to do list is miles long today too and will be for a while until I work my way through everything I need to do
but I feel BadTM about it. partner has been getting frustrated with us lately because it feels like his separation anxiety has backslid a little
(we let him sleep on the couch with us for a few nights because with Things Going On we were too stressed to deal with getting up/his whining, so we just let him stay with us to prevent it altogether. but now he seems more Upset than usual about being put to bed in his crate. it was likely not the smartest move but when we’re both tired and I’m disabled-exhausted and he’s getting-up-at-1am-for-work-several-days-in-a-row-exhausted we were kind of at the end of our rope for a bit)
but I am so sleepy and so tired right now but it is nearly impossible to catch up on the rest I need with Puppy.
we sent him to daycare on Sunday to give us some time to catch up on house work/get him some dog socialization time, but like even then. we spent the whole time cleaning the house, not resting.
we’re managing but I am becoming Increasingly Distressed about it and it is fine and we will get through it but bleegghggrrrgh
I really want to do more reading/research on dog training and esp on separation anxiety (since that’s our biggest problem with him rn) ((but also ADHD brain is getting overwhelmed and is having trouble focusing on that because there’s SO MANY important things we need to work on him right now too. like recall. oh my god his recall training has been going so bad. well like not *bad* but he is not really getting it at all. and I’m starting to feel like I need to change up our approach…but that requires reading and learning about different ones…which brings us back to…)) but because im so TIRED I just don’t have the brainpower to focus on that.
I think I’m extra emotionally distressed because partner and I had a tense upset moment yesterday. I didn’t really take Tiber out after his morning walk because he was asleep most of the day and wasn’t asking, or even eating or drinking much, too busy sleeping (I assume being tired from daycare the previous day) and when partner went to take him out, Tiber I guess couldn’t hold it and peed by the front door while he was getting his gloves on. which. was my fault for sure. I should have taken him out even if he wasn’t indicating he needed to go. but *I* wanted to nap too. so I just slept while Tiber slept and let us keep napping. and partner, after a long day at work, was extra frustrated and upset.
and it’s fine and we talked through the outburst and cleaned up and made up. but I’m on edge a little after it. just RSD kicking in I think. but still emotionally draining.
and the other day, partner asked if I could spend more time on the dog training at home, and worry less about household chores and that he’d take over more of that responsibility instead but I personally just don’t feel like this is going to be an effective solution?
(a lot of this is because our approaches dog training are…different. he just hasn’t had as much time to do training research because his job is busy, and that plus his prior childhood experiences with raising pets was…I would say less than ideal. his parents’ attitudes towards raising animals were/are. uh. questionable at best if not outright bad. (I constantly want to kidnap their cat she is having such a bad time over there.) so him trying to take over Tiber Time to give me a break and some rest time usually ends up with me involved anyway, because I’m trying to gently nudge him from doing things that might be aversive (gentle stuff, he’s not kicking the dog or anything, but I don’t super love his first line approach being to tug firmly away from things he shouldn’t have instead of trying to call or redirect attention first, for example. obviously sometimes just grabbing him is necessary if there’s a danger but like. if it’s a sock on the ground outside or whatever) or from asking Tiber for too much and not really getting the idea of setting him up for success, or trying to pair a cue without Tiber having learned the behavior first. and none of this is the end of the world but like. I don’t want to have to change a cue because it was poisoned or unteach a bad habit or counter condition something he taught. and maybe this is my control issues coming into play but like I also think it’s important to set Tiber up for as much success as possible.)
((but also like. I’m a little frustrated also that he’d rather change around how our household works than to just. sit down and watch the videos/read the articles I send him.))
((I also get frustrated because sometimes the thing I need help with most is just staying with Tiber while I go downstairs to tidy up or take a shower or whatever. but he wants to go up to the loft to game and I don’t begrudge him this because it’s how he unwinds and also spends time with his brother, but when he does I get limited to upstairs with Tiber and can’t get anything done elsewhere.))
it’s been double hard lately because of Tiber’s vomiting and tummy troubles. vet has him on just his kibble and has allowed some plain boiled chicken for treats while we’re working out what’s up, but that means I can’t give as many options for kongs or longer lasting chews or whatever to keep him busy.
so even if I had “more time” to work with the dog, I can’t dog train all day, and I still have to watch him between sessions so he doesn’t puppy chew the house apart. and I can’t distract and occupy him as well right now without access to high value treats and likis and things. (he won’t really work for his kibble unless he’s *really* hungry and I’m not interested in starving him for the sake of some peace.) me doing chores is not really the problem I just need help watching the dog. and also a nap.
also this has reminded me that we’re out of chicken to boil so I need to get more because we have literally no treats for Tiber in this house rn.
and it’s fine and we’ll see how things go for a while first but I desperately need some quality sleep and rest to be able to actually functionally tackle anything right now and that’s just not happening currently. 🙃
and as my to do list gets longer ADHD brain wants to go more and more off the rails.
and I am just feeling dejected and overwhelmed and like I’m not enough.
bleh. I should get breakfast that’s probably where I should start. and then maybe try to grocery delivery some chicken for Tiber? I’d rather go down to the butcher but tbh I think I’m too tired for that long of a walk rn (even if it’s only 5 mins. I tired.)
I need hand holding and someone to start me on tasks man. girl help my executives are dysfunctioning.
#personal#journal#sorry for the vent#I just needed to process some emotions out loud#but because time zones none of my friends are awake#and partner is at work#and oh my god was this an ADHD rabbit chasing think
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Major life update... And maybe the end
Hello everyone! You might have noticed my lack of posts and the fact that I haven't written since the year has started, and I'm just here to address that (out of my own will, not because anyone is harassing me don't worry).
So basically the main point is that I've gone back to school after a good two month holiday! And it might just be the start of the year but I have club activities thrice a week, a research programme once a week and just a heck ton of school work to finish on a daily, and weekly, basis. It's notoriously known as the hardest school year, and I can tell you that it's true =") I've basically had to do school work till 11pm (at least) everyday and it really has taken a toll on my body too.
I'm in a sports club, and we have a lot of training... Yeah. Long story short, my body hasn't been very good with handling everything so far, and I've been on the verge of collapsing from exhaustion more than I should have recently. I'm definitely not getting enough sleep, and my physical and mental state is weakening by quite a lot.
Writing used to be my escape from all this stress, and I used to be very very happy when I started to write. But now, with more and more pressure (mostly from myself, please don't blame yourself for this) to write better, I'm feeling burnt out and I just have no motivation to think and explore all the ideas I have. I'm losing interest in jujutsu kaisen too, and I just overall am having an extremely long and horrible writer's block.
Right now, any time I have to myself (which is scarce enough) is spent watching anime, reading manga or gaming (aka time to myself and just time to forget the rest of the world). I seriously can't find the time to write anymore, and I can't keep pushing things (including school stuff and mental health) out of the way to write in general. From fanfic to the stories I was thinking of submitting for a writing programme (that I might not apply for anymore, idk) I just cannot bring myself to touch anything writing related.
So on an even more serious note, I don't want to disappoint anyone with my subpar writing or whatever, so I probably will just be throwing out and posting out the fics I've forced myself to write and finishing whatever requests I have left, before leaving for goodness knows how long. And if it gets to me too much, I might either delete Tumblr just as a way to get rid of this stress, or delete this blog altogether (trust me, I don't want to do it if I can help it).
Yeah so that sums up pretty much everything going on right now, and I really would like to thank everyone for their support (and if you took the time to read through this). Life just isn't easy rn and I hope you understand.
dreamer out 🫡
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babysitter
pairing: georgenotfound x reader
pronouns: gender neutral
description: george is left to babysit your niece
warnings: mentions of a future family? just in case that makes you uncomfortable.
[y/n/n] - your nieces name
[y/s/n] - your siblings name (gender neutral too)
note: i’m not too sure about this imagine, please a like or reply if you actually enjoyed! - niss
you woke up to the sound of your alarm blasting your ear off, if you hadn’t turned it off right there you probably would have gone deaf.
george was sleeping like a baby beside you, you could hear his quiet snores. you were surprised he didn’t wake up to the sound of your ear-piercing alarm.
turning on your phone, you glanced at the time that read 12:30. you sighed in annoyance as you registered that you only had half an hour before you had to be on your way to university. so you got up and began your normal morning routine, brush your teeth, shower, have breakfast and finally get dressed. however, as you were packing your bag, almost ready to go, you received a notification from your [sibling]
[y/s/n]: we’re 5 minutes away!!!
[y/s/n]: thank you so much for agreeing to do this :)
fuck.
it completely slipped your mind. you had promised to take care of [y/n/n] for today, your 7 year old niece, while your [sibling] was at their job interview. regardless, you texted them a quick ‘no problem’ before rushing upstairs to wake up george.
he was still sleeping, but now he was completely hiding under the covers with one arm sticking out. you hated to interrupt his beauty sleep but this was more important. you began to shake him awake.
“babe,” you shook him
“wake up,”
“george,” you removed the covers off his face
“wake the fuck up!” you started poking his sides. usually, you would be a little less... harsh, but you were panicking.
finally the boy rose from his slumber, groaning and stretching all his limbs. he blinked a couple times before meeting your eyes
“good morning,” he said softly, as if he completely just disregarded your tone of desperation and worry.
you pulled him by his arm and he sat upright,
“you need to get up right now,” you told him
“what’s going on?” he questioned, clearly confused as you weren’t giving him any context
“you need to take care of [y/n/n] for today, i have classes today, and i need to leave in 5 minutes and [y/s/n] has a job interview and there’s nobody else to take care of her,” you rushed out all in once sentence.
“are you serious?” he narrowed his eyes at you. “you know how bad i am with kids, especially [y/n/n] , she hates me,”
that was partly true. unfortunately, your niece wasn’t exactly fond of george. ever since you even started dating,m, [y/n/n] acted cold towards your boyfriend, it only got worse when you moved in with him. she always refused to play a game if george was going to participate, or never accepted any high fives or hellos from him. you felt sympathy for george. this child despised him and now you were asking him to look after her.
“please, i’m begging you,” you looked at him with pleading eyes. his eyes softened up after recognising the urgency of the situation.
“fine,” he agreed. you sighed out of satisfaction that you didn’t have to stress out [y/s/n] over finding a new baby sitter.
“thank you so much,” you pressed a small kiss to his lips appreciatively.
right at that moment, you two heard the doorbell ring. you urged george to get ready as fast as he could while you went down stairs and greeted your [sibling] and your niece.
“auntie/uncle [y/n]!” [y/n/n] yelled as you opened the door, immediately rushing into your arms. she looked a lot taller than the last time you saw her
“how’s my favourite girl?” you picked her up and swung her, before placing a little kiss on her head
you gave your [sibling] a quick hug. they handed you a bag full of toys, teddies and colouring pens, along with a spare set of clothing just in case [y/n/n] got a little messy throughout the day. and some quick reminders about her favourite foods or how to get her stop crying. you’d looked after her before, so all of it was pretty familiar to you
“again, thank you so, so much, you have no idea how much you’re helping me.” they told you. your [sibling] gave [y/n/n] a kiss on the cheek and told her to be a ‘good and kind little girl’ before finally exiting the household.
george, at last, made his way down. wearing a decent pair of jeans and a hoodie, giving an awkward wave to [y/n/n]
you checked the time and knew you had to get going. you had to explain to her that uncle george was going to be the one looking after her today. and after one whole tantrum, you managed to convince her to be a good girl by promising to give her a big reward afterward.
finally, you kissed [y/n/n] and george a goodbye , then shut the front door behind you.
george and [y/n/n] stood opposite each other. there was an uncomfortable silence in the air. george felt so...he didn’t even know. what do you say to a child who hates you? [y/n/n] tightly clutched her bag of toys.
“so, [y/n/n],” george cleared his throat, he bent down to her level. “i hear you like toy story?”
[y/n/n] pouted “i don’t like you” she said, and stomped away.
george sighed. this was going to be a long day.
and it was.
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it started off with [y/n/n] innocently using her colouring pens and drawing random things, you know, as children do. but when she ran out of paper, she made her way to your office, where all your uni work was. she grabbed the closest piece of paper that was sitting on your desk, deciding it was going to be the next canvas for her art. this paper just happened to be a very important assignment.
when george caught her in the act, he had to physically tear her away from your office, in defiance of all her kicking and screaming.
-
then, when george accidently left the door to your shared bedroom open. [y/n/n] waddled in without him noticing, she started playing with all of his devices. his computer, his microphone, and somehow she got a hold of his headphones, and took out the battery. george didn’t realise until he noticed the cover missing. he tried to ask her nicely where she threw the battery. but she insisted that she wasn’t going to give it back unless he stopped being ‘mean’
-
when lunch time rolled around, george put a pizza in the oven, he remembered clearly that [y/n/n] loved pizza, specifically pepperoni. nothing could go wrong here.
but when he called her to the kitchen so she could receive her lunch. she just stared blankly at the pizza, and then at him. she crossed her arms
“[y/n] usually makes a smiley face with the pepperoni”
george just felt all his will to live just disappear
-
coloured pens and toys were spread out all across the living room floor, [y/n/n] was sitting in front of the tv, george put on one of her favourite shows which thankfully distracted her for a bit, allowing him to relax. he pulled out his phone and texted you
to [y/n] <3 : help me please
to [y/n] <3: i cant take this anymore, i’m literally dying rn
to [y/n] <3: come home quick
he exhaled heavily, throwing his phone to the side. he was so exhausted.
[y/n/n] was roleplaying with her toys, making them move around and doing squeaky little voices. george smiled at the innocence
“purple bear doesn’t play with us anymore. princess giraffe, mr. george took her away from us,” she spoke in a high pitched voice
george’s ears perked up. how funny that she had a teddy named ‘mr. george’. curiously, he watched the little girl.
“koala george, is a meanie, he stole purple bear and now they don’t want to hang out with us!”
it didn’t take a genius to find out what [y/n/n] was displaying through her role playing teddies.
that was why she didn’t like george. before they got together, [y/n] mentioned they almost spent every weekend with [y/n/n], playing with her and having fun with her.
she felt abandoned by [y/n] and felt as if george had taken them away from her .
george felt at fault as he noticed the girls eyes started to water.
“does purple bear love us any more?” she continued to play.
george decided it was enough and he switched off the television. he joined [y/n/n] on the floor and grabbed the teddy that was supposedly ‘koala george’
“[y/n/n]” he spoke softly. the little girl looked up at him expectantly. he held up the teddy.
“is this supposed to be me?” he questioned her.
“that’s a koala bear,” she answered
“no-, [y/n/n],” he said. he thought about how to ask her, and just chose it was best to be flat out with the child,”
“did i steal auntie/uncle [y/n] away from you?”
the question took her by surprise. she gazed at him with big wide eyes. she thought about her answer and grabbed the purple bear, which was supposed to be you.
“they don’t play with me as much anymore, they’re always with you, because of you, they don’t love me anymore,” she pulled a face, it wasn’t angry, it wasn’t annoyed.
it was a genuinely sad face.
george was sure he physically felt a pang of guilt in his stomach. he never even comprehended the fact that a child could feel so rejected.
“listen... [y/n/n],” he said gently. he thought about his words. comforting someone wasn’t exactly his strongest point, particularly not a child who detested him “[y/n] will never stop loving you, okay? they love you very much, and i’m sorry you feel like i stole them ”
[y/n/n] continued to listen.
“but don’t forget that [y/n] has so much love to go around! look, they love you, and they love me, they love grandma and grandpa too! they will always love one another even if they can’t see each other often,”
[y/n/n] stayed silent. she fiddled with the purple teddy, folding its ears and patting its head. she loved that bear. it was actually gifted to her by you, when she was first born. she brought it to her chest and hugged it. george tried a different approach.
“listen, how about- this weekend, we can all go to the park together, and have a picnic. you, me, [y/n], and your parents too,”
she continued to just stay silent. george didn’t know what to expect, she was unpredictable, was she going to throw another hissy fit? or start to cry? he wasn’t sure
“can we also get ice cream?” she asked
george smiled and felt himself relax. thank god. “all the ice cream you want,” he told her
[y/n/n] stood up and giggled. like her whole entire mood did a whole fucking 180. “okay! let’s go play dress up now!”
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7:45 pm. you finally arrived home. you were tired out of your mind. [y/s/n]’s interview was delayed by two hours and was currently half way back home, meaning you had enough time to spend with [y/n/n]
you unlocked the door, expecting to see a giant tsunami of toys and colouring pencils and pens, but what you saw was the most heart warming thing ever.
george was sleeping on the couch, his head resting on the armrest. he had a couple pink bows in his hair, his lips were painted a hot pink, he was wearing a couple sparky bracelets and a purple floral necklace.
in his lap, [y/n/n] rested her head, she was wearing a fairy costume with matching pink bows and sparkly bracelets.
you quickly snapped a photo of this wholesome moment. because, who wouldn’t? you spent a few minutes just watching the two sleep, they were probably just as tired as you.
moments like these made you really appreciate the people you had in your life. the people you love so dearly much.
you didn’t want to disrupt the ambience but you felt it was better for your [sibling] to collect your niece when she wasn’t covered in glitter and an overload of pink accessories.
you quietly woke george up,
“baby, wake up.” you shook him awake, gently. in a very different way than you did this morning. he opened his eyes. and immediately smiled upon seeing your face. you ran your thumb across his cheek
“it looks like you two had a lot of fun,” you teased.
he quietly chuckled. “she’s okay,” he told you. looking down at the little girl sleeping in his lap.
you slowly and carefully picked her up, removing any accessories you thought may seem uncomfortable to sleep in. she was a heavy sleeper.
you carried her upstairs, tucking her into you and george’s bed and placing a kiss upon her forehead. you turned back to george and rushed in for a bear hug
“thank you so much for doing that,” you said. “i love you so much, i know it probably wasn’t easy, she can be quite the handful,”
george chuckled. “handful is an understatement,”
“you’d better be willing to dress up like that with our own kids one day.” you stated, hugging him tighter.
his face broke out into a small smile, having thought of an image of you two playing with you future kids. he kissed top of your head and then your nose
“maybe one day”
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masterlist
#georgenotfound imagines#georgenotfound x reader#georgenotfound#mcyt x reader#mcyt#georgenotfound imagine#mcyt imagines
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Hi! I just finished reading your navigation, i don't think I'm doing anything wrong rn? If I am pls pls pls tell me! I'd hate to be a bother like that
If not though, could I please get a drabble for nobara x fem? Fluff cuddles pleaaseee
They both just got done from separate missions, so they are tired and relieved to see each other ok. They go to cuddle and they just whispers and worry and small but relaxed and relieved touches and everything while being there in the moment. Could you please have the fr be shy, not as bold as nobara? But at the same time she will call her 'mi amor' (sorry if that bothers you) also please add those forehead touches! They are everythiinnngggg!
Ik it's late but happy new years! Thank you!:)
fluffy cuddles with her s/o
featuring: nobara kugisaki (x fem!reader)
everything was set.
she had arrived back home earlier than you which was perfect. she had been waiting for this day for a while. neither one of you had expected your missions to go on for so long but you can’t always control the curse agenda. she told you that she wouldn’t be back until around the same time but in reality, she was lucky enough to go home a day early to surprise you.
and she loved surprises.
although she was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to sleep until you arrived home, she spent the entire afternoon prepping for your return. she felt like it was almost surreal to see you walk through the door.
“hey, nosie,” you greeted as you fully entered your shared space.
she jolted up, dazed and confused, thinking that there’s no way you could be real. she just stared at you in awe for a few moments before moving closer to you to pull you into her arms. she hugged you tightly, not planning on letting go.
“hi, sweetheart,” she finally broke her silence. “i missed you so much.”
you chuckled, returning her tight hug. “i missed you too.”
“mmm i think i missed you more,” she teased.
“probably.”
“you bitch,” she laughed.
“just kidding. i missed you tons. thought this mission would never end,” you replied exasperated.
“i know, right? what a drag. i’m so glad you’re here,” she confessed, continuing to hold you close to her.
“me too.”
she pulled away slightly to look at you, admiring your features before giving you a soft grin.
“i love you.”
“love you too.”
she closed the gap between your lips, joining them for a passionate welcome home kiss.
“come on, we have a lot to do,” she announced, pulling you to your bedroom.
you allowed her to guide you, in awe once you saw the state of the bedroom. it was very neat and clean as well as the bed was made. she must’ve changed the sheets. nobara wasn’t the tidiest person in the world so this was a complete sight.
“wow,” you reacted. “so different from what i’m used to.”
“shut up,” she replied, lightly pushing at your shoulder. “but you like it?”
“i love it,” you responded, turning to her and hugging her once more. “thank you.”
“anything for my sweetheart,” she said while rubbing your back. “i also ordered your favorite. the timing was a little off so it’s probably cold now but we can always heat it up.”
you laughed lightly to yourself. she was never the greatest cook either.
“thank you, darling. everything is wonderful, i appreciate everything you’ve done. i’m a little tired though and would like to spend some quiet time with you if that’s okay,” you suggested.
“oh, of course. i’m exhausted, honestly,” she agreed.
“sorry to mess up your masterpiece here,” you joked as you cleared the bed of some pillows.
“eh, it’s alright. but don’t think this is going to be an everyday thing,” she replied.
“oh, believe me, i won’t.”
you both climbed into bed and settled into a comfortable cuddling position, your head against her chest and your legs tangled together.
“you’re so cute,” she cooed while kissing your forehead.
“what did you say?”
“nothing.”
after a few quiet minutes, she scoots down so her face is level with yours, kissing your cheek several times before pulling back slightly, admiring you again.
“you’re pretty,” she spoke softly.
you giggled lightly before pressing a small kiss to her lips. you fell asleep listening to each other’s breathing, basking in the feeling of being together again.
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❦ comfort & cuddles | psh
↬ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: park sunghoon x reader
↬ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: boyfriend!sunghoon | angst bc of reader’s feelings | fluff bc hoonie comforts reader
↬ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs: exhaustion | not eating enough food | implies past self-harm | (if there are any other warnings that I missed please let me know just to be safe)
↬ ɴᴏᴛᴇ:
i procrastinated on my own essay by writing this so not my best writing
I have a very strong dislike for school rn & just want hoonie cuddles :(
if you’re a reader of the tatts & cupcakes series there’ll (hopefully) be a new chapter posted sometime later this week/next week but idk for sure yet
Your mind started to enter a sort of haze as the effects of staring at a screen all day started to set in. Exhaustion was the only way to describe what you were feeling due to approaching deadlines and assignments that were starting to pile. Your tendency to procrastinate only worsened things and now you were stuck dealing with the consequences. Your eyes met the numbers on the upper right corner of your laptop, 2:12 am which meant that you’ve been working on the essay all day. Technically, all day yesterday and 2 hours into today since it was now a new day. So many hours spent with music playing in the background, the tips of your fingers constantly tapping the letter of the keyboard, constantly racking your brain for what to write. Yet…
There. Was. No. Progress. Whatsoever.
All you had since you started working on the damn assignment was your name, date, and title. Whatever your mind seemed to think of and the words that formed as a result of it just didn’t feel good enough. But if you were being honest, nothing really felt good enough anymore.
Constantly waking up, attending the same classes, receiving more and more work, just when did life get to this point? One minute you were a kid carefree and worried about what toppings to get on your fro-yo when the next minute you were grown up with a crap ton of responsibilities on you and a complete lack in time management. Hell, you even started skipping lunch hour because of all the things you needed to do. It reached a point where you skipped one lunch and came to the realization that eating just wasn’t actually all that important because you could get by on the little you did eat for breakfast. As for dinner, well, you were too exhausted to get up and make something so you either ordered in or just headed straight to bed. You didn’t exactly know what came over you as your fist met your desk, your head leaning back into your chair and eyes meeting the ceiling of your room. You had a tendency to want to hit things when stressed and while hitting something wasn’t the best way to deal with anything it was better than what you used to do. As you brought up your hand to put it over your forehead, your eyes glanced at the marks that served as a constant reminder of who you used to be.
Hitting your desk once in a while was definitely better than what you used to do.
Maybe it was the frustration of your mind not being capable enough to answer the damn essay prompt.
Maybe it was because you were hungry but getting up felt too exhausting.
Maybe it was because caffeine just didn’t feel like it was doing its job lately.
With clammy hands and nails digging into your skin, breathing that you started losing control of, you cried. You didn’t know how long you sat there, tears streaming down your face and breathing that you eventually lost control of. It wasn’t until a pair of arms were wrapped around you, enveloping you in a warmth trademarked by your boyfriend, Park Sunghoon that you were brought back to reality. Your tears were wiped away with the soft material of his sleeve and your face slightly grimaced as the taste of a sour candy filled your mouth but it helped you calm down since your senses were now focused on the flavor instead of being overwhelmed about everything going on.
“Y/n,” Sunghoon said softly, almost as if he raised his voice he was scared that he’d break you. Your hands clutched onto his shoulders and your eyes met his to see nothing but pure concern and worry for you.
“W-when’d you, when’d you get here?” you asked, tone wavering and voice shaky.
“I called but you weren’t answering so I got worried,” he answered as his hand smoothened out the top of your hair.
“Crap, Hoonie, I’m sorry. I had my phone on Do Not Disturb,” you muttered. “You should leave, the managers are gonna get mad at you for sneaking out of the dorm.”
“If you think I’m leaving you like this, you’re delusional. Now, c’mon.”
“Where?”
“To bed.” Your eyes widened slightly,
“You’re spending the night here?”
“Only if you want me to.” Did you really want him to spend the night with you?
“What are you gonna be doing?” Pressing a light kiss to the top of your head,
“Comfort and cuddles.”
“I need to finish my essay, Hoonie. It’s due later, I don’t know what the hell I’m gonna do.” He rubbed soothing circles on your back,
“Hey, hey, it’s gonna be ok. If anything we can call up Heeseung or Jungwon to help you, ok? One letter on an essay isn’t worth what’s happening to you right now.” You looked up at him,
“I’m so tired,” you whispered.
“Let me take you to bed?” he asked as more of a question than a statement. You nodded and felt him lifting you up, your back then met the soft impact of the mattress. The blanket was draped over you, then you felt Hoonie’s arms wrap around your waist. Burying your face in the crook of his neck, the man most of his days on the ice but he was warmer than anyone else you ever knew.
“Comfort and cuddles,” you whispered before closing your eyes and allowing yourself to settle in Hoonie’s embrace and warmth.
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stray kids reaction: comforting your zoom anxiety
a/n: sorry these have been so angsty lately but this is just something i struggle with now a lot w/my anxiety and thought maybe this could help some of you who are going through the same thing rn xx
also i’m so sorry i spent hours trying to get the read more option to work but it wouldn’t :’( if anyone has any tips feel free to let me know
chan
chan walks past your spot at the table and immediately falters when he notices you staring numbly at your laptop screen.
he crouches down to try to meet your gaze, and then, worried at how your bottom lip starts to tremble, gently tilts your chin up to face him. “(y/n)? what’s going on?”
you just shake your head, trying not to meet his gaze
chan’s not an idiot; something’s obviously wrong
because despite how much you try to hide things, chan knows. he just knows that you won’t tell him what’s going on, and a lot of it is because you want so much to be strong and not feel like such a burden (which you could never, ever be, chan loves you to the end of the world and back)
and he also knows you beat yourself up for mistakes so much worse than anyone, always obsessively focusing on self-perceived flaws for days. weeks, even.
so when he happens to notice the zoom launch page, realization floods across his face.
“oh, baby, no. come here”
chan wraps you in his arms, gently closing your laptop with one hand and guiding you from desk to couch where you nestle your head into his chest
“i’m so stupid, chan,” you whimper, bringing your hands up to cover your face. “why am i like this?”
it hurts chan to see you like this
he wants more than anything to make everything better, but he knows these things take time and you need time
“you mean, why are you so talented, and beautiful, and dedicated? i don’t know, babe. you just are. i’m not surprised, though.”
“i’m such a screw up.”
“you know, (y/n), i promised i wouldn’t let anyone talk to you like that,” chan murmurs, “not even yourself.”
you look up at chan with wide eyes
“i know it’s hard, baby. i know it’s scary, but i’m so proud of you for getting through it.”
chan just wants to pamper you for the rest of the day, and more often than not, the two of you will cuddle together and end up falling asleep for a few hours, tangled together on the couch until you’re ready enough to talk things out.
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minho
minho’s brow raises when he sees the door to his room crack open, and he watches as you barrel towards him, collapsing onto the bed next to his legs.
he doesn’t think anything of it, not really.
well, maybe he’s just a little disappointed that you didn’t come to cuddle and rest your head next to his chest, because minho won’t admit it, but he’s a simp for your cuddles
but then, a few seconds later, he notices you’re trembling.
and all too soon, he realizes with horror, that the way you’re huddling toward him isn’t out of comfort, oh no, not comfort.
minho sits up immediately and looks over to see you curled up in the fetal position with your eyes shut, your arms wrapped tightly around your legs
minho murmurs a worried, “babe?”, and he feels his heart break as your eyes open and fill with tears
“it doesn’t get better. i’m never going to be normal.”
minho gently pries the phone out your grasp because it’s only making you feel worse, and he’s about to close all your tabs until he notices what’s on the screen: articles about anxiety, coping mechanisms, how-to’s for speaking up, not freezing up, how to hide fear -- and his heart breaks.
minho gets up for a moment, taking your phone to place it on the nightstand. and when he leaves the room and comes back a minute later with soonie in his arms, he gently plops her down onto your hip and then sits cross-legged beside you, his eyes sad and his head propped in his hands
“you can talk to me, i’ve got you.”
and you let all the words fall out.
afterwards, minho wraps a knit blanket around your form and tells you, quietly, that you’re the most special person in the world.
“more than your cats?” you manage to joke weakly, cracking the faintest smile.
a relieved smile immediately tugs at minho’s lips and the way he looks at you makes you feel like the luckiest person in the world. “you’re feeling better,” minho whispers, half to himself, half to you, and then he lets his gentle smile curve to a teasing smirk.
and like a brat, he says, “i said person.”
you whine and softly poke his cheek, but minho leans over you to press annoying kisses all across your face with the most loving expression
“yah, (y/n), of course you’re more special than my cats, my god”
changbin
you already know the routine by now
you’d texted changbin in midst of your online class with your signature emoji that means: please help i can’t think everything’s too much
and as soon as it’s over changbin’s here with a sympathetic expression and a sheepish shrug, holding a heavy pillow out a safe (and far) distance in front of him
“wanna let it out?”
you nod, shakily, and they you step up to the pillow and start slamming your fists into the pillow, words flying from your mouth about how annoying your brain is and how much you hate this and your blows weaken and your words jumble together until changbin lets the pillow lower and he welcomes you into his arms
he runs his hand against your back and just stands and holds you for a while, rocking you back and forth
“i hate this so much, bin”
“i know, baby. i know.”
he knows that sometimes physical contact helps bring you out of your mind
and so he’ll gently take your face in his hands and caress your cheeks with his thumbs
“it’s over, now. you did it, baby.”
he finds you so beautiful and often loses himself for a few moments because you’re such a special person and he hopes you know that you mean the world to him
if you want to talk about it, he’s got you
and the two of you will cuddle on the couch for as long as you need and talk or watch videos together or eat food
or sometimes you just want to be alone, and changbin will press a kiss to your forehead and let you recharge
and as soon as you’re ready to come out, he’s always got your favorite meal or takeout from your favorite restaurant
and the smile that crosses his face when he sees you makes everything feel just a little bit better
hyunjin
hyunjin doesn’t quite understand how you get so nervous, but he wants to help so bad.
he hates seeing you shut down, and it hurts him to witness the moments when you retreat back into your mind
because you’re such a beautiful soul, and he just knows the thoughts that rage through your head are anything but kind
hyunjin sees this happen on a daily basis, and each time he does, he wishes he could make it better.
today’s been especially bad, with zoom call after zoom call, and he can see the circles under your eyes and the exhaustion and terror written all across your face
he peels off a post-it note and gently sticks it onto your hand, out of view of the camera
“is this an important class?” it says.
you turn to him, indiscreetly nodding your head
hyunjin’s face falls. because if it wasn’t, he would all too quickly turn the video off your screen and let you fall into his arms, pulling you away from the laptop to cuddle and watch something to take your mind off it.
you’re just pushing yourself so much, and hyunjin knows you need to rest
but instead, he comes back a few minutes later, holding a plate of sliced fruit and vegetables arranged by color to look pretty and cute
and he slides that next to your laptop and comes back with a mug with your favorite warm drink
there’s a post-it on this, too. “i love you, and you’re doing great, okay? you’ve got this baby <3 <3 <3
it makes you tear up, a little.
after you’re finally done, you find hyunjin and hug him so tightly
“how’d you know?”
hyunjin just gazes at you softly, nuzzling his nose against yours
“you did it, baby. you should be proud of yourself”
all you can do is hug hyunjin tighter as you start to tear up from relief, nerves, comfort, and hyunjin himself
“i love you.”
jisung
jisung understands all too well the feeling of anxiety
and whenever he notices that you’re upset, even if he’s not feeling all too great, it’s like that anxiety loophole where all his anxiety goes away as soon as he realizes that you’re in pain
really, all jisung wants to do is comfort you and make sure you’re feeling as okay as possible -- everything else goes away, only you.
he gets it, really gets it, when you tell him in tears that you can’t take another discussion over video call which ends in you sitting in silence and regret for not saying anything
“people probably think i’m mean and dumb, jisung,” you choke out, “and i’m not! but i … i don’t even deserve to be there. they see right through me. i’m like, a fraud.”
jisung’s heart physically breaks at this, because you’re not. you’re really, really not. anything but.
“no, baby. you do deserve to be there. you said it yourself, you’re not dumb. you’re not mean. but you’re dealing with anxiety, baby, and that makes everything so much scarier.”
jisung also knows that nothing he says can make it better, but he also knows that you need to get out of your head.
he drapes a blanket around your shoulders and gently pulls you up from the couch, telling you that the two of you are going to explore
jisung drives around the city for a couple hours, and he gives you control over the aux and lets you listen to all your favorite songs -- but sometimes even that’s too much, so he’ll put on shuffle the playlist that the two of you have made together for nights just like this.
there’s always something calming about getting lost in the city for the night, watching the neon lights reflect against the windows as you lose yourself in the music and the dark and the feeling of drifting away from any sort of responsibility and tie to real life.
just you and jisung; the two of you against the world.
jisung does his best to help you forget when that’s what you need. he pulls into a drive through and orders an order of fries, cheerfully feeding them to you when you reach red stoplights. and then he stops at a boba place that’s empty and still open for another hour, or so, and comes back with both your favorite drinks. and then jisung is telling you stories about anything, everything
jisung makes you smile and laugh, and each time you do, the expression that crosses jisung’s face is full of such relief and love
and when you start making your own jokes and telling your own stories, a familiar light entering your eyes, jisung can’t look away and feels his heart mend back together
later, when the two of you come back home and collapse into bed, you tumble over and rest your head against jisung’s chest, feeling safe and loved when he presses his lips to your forehead and holds your hand
“do you think it’ll get better?” you whisper, finally ready to talk about what happened
jisung presses a tender kiss to your knuckles. “i know it will.”
felix
trust me, felix knows all too well the exact regret you’re describing
when you tell him in hysterics about not being enough and not being able to be present even though you wanted to so bad -- he gets it.
you don’t even know how to describe it. you just couldn’t, and that made it so worse.
but felix just nodding and gazing at you with acceptance and understanding makes you feel so safe
because felix is always one thing with you when you’re upset and anxious, and that is gentle
but he also clearly sees the way you answer in short responses when he asks you about it, and how you look so uncomfortable
felix knows whenever he gets like this, he needs to get out of his head
so he takes your hand and guides you to the kitchen, smiling brightly at you
“let’s make something.”
if you’re ever too overwhelmed, felix will do everything for you and come to your room to drop off a plate of dessert and check in and see how you’re doing
but if you’re okay with doing something, felix is that happiest boy ever
you welcome the distraction and help felix find all the mixing bowls, and he grabs the carton of milk while you grab the sugar from the cabinets
felix takes a finger of flour and smudges a small dot on your cheek
“there, freckles”
and you smile weakly and smudge a stripe against his cheek
every so often felix will rest his head on your shoulder and wrap his arms around your waist
he doesn’t bring up what happened earlier because he knows you hate thinking about it, but when you do finally decide to talk about how you feel, it’s usually while the two of you are waiting for dessert to come out the oven
and felix just listens patiently with genuine concern and focus and doesn’t interrupt you at all until you’re done
at times like this, felix really thinks about what to say
and when he does finally speak, it makes you feel so much better
like someone actually sees you and your struggles
but then he’ll do something like accidentally knock over the bowl of leftover egg white or accidentally catch his sleeve in a spill on the table
but it’s okay because you love him
and he really does manage to make everything feel just a little bit better
seungmin
the silence was the first indication something was wrong.
because your relationship works on easy, witty jabs toward each other that always end in laughter and amusement, wildly chasing each other around the apartment and collapsing in cuddles and playful pokes on the shoulder
but this time, when seungmin teasingly mentions that the phone is your achilles heel after you ask him to order the take out, he’s met with stony silence, an unresponsive face, and then: “that’s not funny.”
seungmin’s face falls immediately. he knew something was wrong as soon as he noticed the blankness unfold on your expression, and he steps forward carefully, his eyes softening. “i’m sorry. that was mean of me.”
when you don’t reject to him coming closer, he steps toward you again, kneeling down to where you are and gazes at you with concerned eyes. “did it happen again?”
you finally look up at seungmin, the first trace of emotion peeking through the heavy mask as you nod. “it’s just so stressful.”
seungmin regards you carefully and nods, prompting you to keep going.
“i hate seeing myself on screen,” you mumble, laughing tonelessly in attempt to keep things casual. “i just smile and nod, and … i can’t read nonverbal signals, minnie. i don’t even know when i can talk --”
you stand up and start pacing back and forth, your hands scrunching up your face and pulling at your hair. “i don’t know why i feel like this, and i can’t stop thinking, seungmin, i hate it so much.”
but seungmin walks into your path and gently takes your hands in his, squeezing your palms gently. and then he tenderly opens your fists up, tracing little hearts on your palms and the pads of your fingertips.
“i wish i were like you,” you whisper.
“you already are,” seungmin says, instead. “everything i am, you’re that and more.”
“i’m not capable.”
seungmin gently squeezes your hands again, this time tracing circles against your knuckles. “i think if anyone’s capable here, it’s you. you’re fighting this thing every day, (y/n). even if you don’t see it, i see it. i see you, and you’re capable. more than.”
your mouth drops a little, and you stare at seungmin with wide eyes. and then, “what?”
seungmin just smiles, shaking his head. “what?”
“i’m sorry i got mad at you.”
seungmin shakes his head, letting your hands drop as he pulls you into a hug. “don’t be.”
“i liked that thing you did with my hands,” you murmur into his shoulder, “it helps me not think.”
and this time seungmin presses kisses to your fingers
and he’s just so gentle with you
afterwards when you stop shaking, seungmin doesn’t forget that you still need to eat, so he orders takeout, or you do if you want to try and he’ll hold your hand and just be there, and then the two of you will watch something on his laptop and then finally fall asleep together at the table
jeongin
“isn’t your class starting now?” jeongin mumbles with a sleepy voice, rubbing his eyes and placing a mug of your favorite drink next to your hand
you just shrug, mouse hovered over the link to take you into zoom call
jeongin furrows his face, then blinks. he does a sort of double take, eyes flickering from the time (he knows your schedule by now), the hesitation of your expression, the clear tension in your shoulders and the slight tremor of your fingers.
“oh,” jeongin’s voice whispers.
he takes a seat at the table beside you, eyes relenting, a concerned expression encasing his mannerisms. “it’s okay to be scared, (y/n)”
you swallow, not quite trusting yourself to speak, your throat already tight and unstable
“(y/n) … if you’re not feeling good we can call in sick and tackle it tomorrow. you don’t have to do it today if it’s too much.”
you shake your head. “no,” and then, biting your lip, “i just … don’t want to join, innie. what if he calls on me? and i won’t know the answer, and everyone will laugh. and he’ll make fun of me.”
“that’s so mean,” jeongin says affronted, his eyes wide and then he pouts. “he’d do that to you?”
you nod, arms wrapping around yourself, and jeongin is already awake, eyes wide and you can already tell he’s trying to think of a solution where everything’s okay
“if he does that,” jeongin says, quietly, “then we’ll leave the meeting.”
you crack a half smile. “i can’t do that.”
“i’ll unplug the router,” jeongin pouts.
you sigh, smushing your hands against your face, all too aware of your heart beating so loudly in your ears and the shallowness of your breath.
“(y/n)? oh no, (y/n), baby --”
he’s not one for pet names, but this time it just slips out and it makes things stop for a second
“i’m going to grab your hand, okay? and i’m going to start counting and we’re going to breathe. is that okay?”
you nod after a few seconds, and jeongin reaches for your hand, placing your palm against his chest. and then he starts counting to ten, in a reassuring voice. “just concentrate on breathing. just focus on me.”
jeongin closes the laptop and pushes it away from you. “what do you need?”
“i … i just need a few minutes.”
jeongin nods, then reaches for your hand clasping it in his and squeezing gently. “i’ll be here.”
when you regain your breath and think you’re a little okay, you turn and drag the laptop over, mouse hovering over the link
jeongin just smiles at you softly, eyes still blinky and exhausted from sleep. he rests his head against the table, and you can tell he’s trying to stay awake, but it’s just so early and he starts drifting off to sleep
but there’s something in the comfort jeongin brings by just being there, and with your heart beating loudly in your chest, you click the link and are brought to the loading screen: host will let you in momentarily
jeongin stirs and squeezes your hand again, slightly more awake, now. “you got this”
he smiles genuinely, and it makes your heart warm. “squeeze my hand if it gets bad in there, okay?”
you shake your head, but jeongin wakes up further at this, slightly alarmed. “you won’t bother me, i promise! and when you’re done we can go pick up an order at the pastry shop down the street, okay?”
you smile at jeongin. “okay.”
and you’re going to hold him to that.
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The Darkest Touch
@oluka possessed me in spirit and wrote this. it’s 4450 words of literal p*rn. enjoy.
[Explicit content warning]
Steve shuddered as a sudden, frigid wind blew up the hill. He drew his arms closer around himself, taking in a deep breath. He felt disconnected from any life; he couldn’t see anything for miles around him— all vision blanketed by a thick fog. Another draft of wind made his eyes water. Atleast, he blamed the wind for it.
He’d put on a brave face for his crying mother, as he said his goodbyes — a final acceptance of a fate that was handed to him by the great Oracle himself. Now, he didn’t feel as valiant.
“The virgin is destined for no mortal lover. His future husband awaits him on the top of the largest hill. He is a monster whom neither gods nor men can resist."
The oracle’s words still rang as clear as day in Steve’s ears.
He gazed into the distance as the sky darkened. Maybe the demon would not be coming, he thought to himself and his heart soared. Maybe the oracle was wrong.
Steve could hardly bear the thought of having to give up all of his freedom — to becoming a prisoner to a monster, of all things.
A dull ache burned in his chest and he let out a sob. He felt a torrent of emotions — fear, anticipation and worst of all, hot, burning anger. His only crime had been that his allure rivalled the gods’; something he had no control over and yet was being punished for. Steve let out a growl and punched the slab of granite beside him as the world grew blurry from his tears.
Before long, the sky turned obsidian and Steve felt his eyes grow heavy. He leaned against the cool stone, feeling the exhaustion take over and fell asleep.
*
When he woke up, Steve was no longer on the hill. His body sunk into the silken mattress as he blinked his eyes open. The room was stunning — marble furnished and glistening in the sunlight that poured in through the high windows.
Was this the lair of the beast he was to wed?
It certainly didn’t look like one. The chamber itself was thrice as big as Steve’s own home.
He marveled in awe as he slid out of the giant bed and walked outside which led into a courtyard of sorts. The capitals of the giant columns were intricate, glinting scarlet and golden as Steve gazed on, mesmerized. The walls were adorned with carvings and paintings representing fables and stories he’d heard as a child.
“All that you see is yours,” a voice called suddenly and Steve startled. He looked all around him, but could not spot the source.
“Who are you?” he called, fear seizing him. Would he finally see the monster himself?
“I am yours as well,” said the voice. It seemed to be coming from all around him.
“Feel free to explore as you like, retire to your room when you please and dine to your heart’s content.”
“But-”
“My, and by extension now your, helpers, will be happy to serve you.”
“A feast has been laid out for you in the adjoining hall, my lord,” came another voice which Steve assumed was the aforementioned helper's. Again, he could not see anybody.
Steve was still reeling from what had just happened as the invisible attendant guided him to the hall. There, true to what the monster had said, lay a feast fit for the gods. A long table stood in the middle, covered with several mouth-watering delicacies and the sweetest wines. As he took his seat, invisible performers burst into a song; filling his ears with a sweet symphony.
Steve felt strangely content as he settled into the bath laid out for him. While he was on the hill, he had expected the worst. Instead, he found himself at a retreat fit for a god. Perhaps this was preparation for when he would see the demon himself. The thought diminished his spirits, a little.
He spent hours staring at the sculptures that stood in the garden, and then moved to exploring the palace; the marble feeling colder and colder under his feet as night settled in.
Stars began their ascent into the sky and Steve had yet to see his husband.
An attendant guided him towards a room then, which Steve found strange. He asked the voice why he was there, but no reply came. He was all alone in the hauntingly cold quarters. This room was just as big as Steve's, but it was not made for light. It was shrouded in darkness, save for the little that poured in through the open door, where Steve stood.
Steve wandered in cautiously as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. A single, large, canopied-bed stood in the middle of the room, if there was other furniture, Steve could not see it.
Goosebumps erupted on his arms as he felt sudden movement behind him and just as he turned, the door shut. It sealed all the light behind it, throwing the room into pitch blackness.
Steve rushed to the door, scrambling for the handle and pushed. But the door refused to budge.
"You wish to leave?"
Steve startled for the second time that day. His heart began to pound inside his chest. This was it, he would finally meet his fate.
"Don't be afraid, Steve," the voice called, and for the first time Steve noticed how cool and honey-like it was.
"I can't see you," Steve said, rather foolishly.
The voice sighed. Steve heard dull footsteps followed by something scraping against the floor.
"There isn't a mortal prettier than you," the voice noted and Steve flushed in spite of himself.
"I wish I could say the same about you," Steve said and knew that his words were scathing.
The voice only laughed. "Trust me, gorgeous. It is in your best interest that you don't see me."
There was a sudden draft and Steve felt something brush against him. What grotesque monster was he facing that he wasn’t to lay eyes on him?
"And why is that?" Steve breathed, knowing that the monster — his fated consort — was standing very close. He backed himself further up against the door, wishing it would open.
The creature ignored him.
"Undress for me," he ordered and Steve froze, his grip on the handle tightening.
"Steve."
The tone made it clear that he didn't really have a choice except to listen. He willed himself to stay calm as he slowly unclasped his chiton, letting it pool around his belt, leaving his chest bare.
He heard the creature's breathing deepen, and Steve felt his skin prickle.
"All off," the voice commanded urgently, and Steve felt his knees give out a little under him.
He tugged at the belt, letting the chiton slip from his skin and down to the floor, leaving him nude and stripped in front of the monster.
"So beautiful," the creature said, voice laced with lust. Steve felt his heart race at the compliment but his mind felt conflicted. He was talking to a monster who would do as he pleased with him.
"I'm going to touch you now," he said gently, and Steve found it inexplicably hard to move away. It was as if he had no will of his own. As the creature moved closer, he could feel his hot, deep breaths fanning his neck.
Steve waited with bated breath, for the touch. What would his skin feel like?
He shuddered when warm skin touched his unclad hip. The creature’s fingers were calloused enough to drive Steve's thoughts into dirty waters; his touch, light, as if waiting for Steve's permission and Steve gulped.
His heart raced as the demon’s hand trailed upwards to his collarbone coming to rest on his jaw. He could feel his breath on his lips, smelling like warm flour and Steve's heart gave a tiny leap. He felt a pair of lips brush against his own, arousal thrumming low in his stomach; the lips pressed harder, and Steve gave in easy, way too easily.
He groaned as the kiss deepened, his destined husband's hands roaming over his skin in a frenzy. He seemed eager, and as aroused as Steve was which only fueled him further. He felt like he was burning and cold all at once under a lover's touch.
Steve let his own hand reach outwards, coming to rest on smooth, warm skin and the creature stiffened against his lips.
There was a sudden flutter, followed by a gust of wind and Steve opened his eyes to find the creature gone, leaving the door swinging in his wake.
*
Steve spent the entirety of next day in his chamber mostly, recalling events from last night.
His husband hadn't felt inhuman, even though the oracle had said he was; His lips — soft as silk, hands — calloused but gentle felt all too human.
How easily Steve had let go of himself, letting his mind succumb to promises of pleasure. And yet, he found himself wondering where the night would've taken them if he hadn't touched him...
Was he not to touch him? How was he to make love to his husband if he was not allowed to touch him, to feel their skins against each other as they moved in passion?
"The lord has asked you to wait for him in the dark chamber as before, sire," called an invisible servant and Steve shook himself out of his thoughts.
The sun had long set and the moon shone brightly, dimming only when an occasional cloud passed over. Sliding off the alcove, he padded towards the room half reluctantly.
He seated himself on the bed this time, it's unparalleled softness laxing. He wished he could snuggle into it and wake up to find that this was all but a dream. And yet, he was conflicted with his own mind — the creature’s kiss alone had swept him off his feet.
Suddenly, the door shut although Steve had not seen anyone come in.
"You seem to have missed me, beloved," the demon said, in a brazen tone.
Steve said nothing as the man drew closer, his warm breath announcing his proximity.
"I've surely missed you," came a whisper right next to his ear then and his heart jumped, and he felt something wet lick the shell of his ear.
Steve felt an arousal pump through him as he slipped out of his tunic wordlessly, baring himself once more to his invisible lover. His mind seemed to slowly shut off around the creature, as if intoxicated by his seductive charm.
Then he was being kissed again, impossibly heated this time. Steve felt himself growing erect already, as the man's tongue flicked across his lips and then invaded his mouth.
Steve was still squeamish, but the attention to his mouth set his blood on fire. In spite of what had happened last time, Steve reached for the demon again and felt the firmness of his chest, heartbeat throbbing under his fingers. To his surprise, the creature didn't pull away. Instead, closed the distance between them until their chests were pressed together. Steve felt brave, as they continued to nibble each other, sliding his hand down his side, curiosity getting the better of him. His hand curved down the man's bare behind, right down to his thick thighs. Steve tried to picture the man in his head — lean and shapely muscles that fit perfectly into him.
The demon pressed even closer, and Steve gasped as he felt the warm press of his sprung cock against his stomach. He took a shaky breath, as his fated partner moved to his jaw, sucking hard. His moans seemed to only entice him further.
Nothing about his future husband seemed abnormal to him and yet the oracle had said he was a monster. He was truly puzzled.
Steve ran his hands back up the man's ass, squeezing as he went, enjoying the groans that spilled against the crook of his neck. His hands trailed up his back, brushing against something very soft, as if extending from his back — but the creature seized his wrist suddenly, and pulled away.
“Hands off,” he murmured, in between pants and Steve forced a gulp.
Gathering both of his hands, he pinned them against the headboard and Steve felt his cock twitch at the sheer force.
Out of nowhere, he felt something soft and satin-like wrap around his fists and tie them together before they were slammed against the headboard, right above his head.
Steve yanked hard, but the satin restraints seemed to tie him firmly to the bedpost.
"You paint a pretty picture," the creature observed, and Steve felt his body shiver under his gaze. He felt embarrassed and hot, spread out so obscenely before him.
The creature lowered himself onto Steve again, and Steve arched against him, relishing in the warmth that his body provided. His lips sucked at Steve's collarbone, moving lower and lower and Steve felt his entire body grow feverish.
He groaned slow and long as the creature licked down the length of this cock, at a pace that felt like the world was standing. Body tightening as the demon pulled away again, Steve whimpered.
Cold enveloped Steve once more. He whined, needing the creature’s touch. Not before long, he felt a knee wrench his legs apart and pull him lower. His hands stretched against the restraints now, body splayed on the silken sheets as he waited for the creature — man— to have his way with him.
Steve gasped loudly when he felt a finger push inside him suddenly. Slowly at first, the man pulled and pushed, before working in another finger and picking up pace all in one breath and Steve felt like he was going to explode.
Every push lifted him higher and higher, as his body throbbed for release.
"Please," he whimpered, tugging at the darned restraints that wouldn't budge. He was so painfully close.
"My pleasure," came the deep, hoarse reply and with a last, maddening push Steve came all over himself, moaning a string of curses.
"Good boy," the man teased and Steve felt himself flush, although he could barely make sense of anything around him. He felt dizzy still, and blood continued to roar in his ears.
He had hardly recovered from the ecstasy of the last orgasm before he was being turned and pried open again.
"Not done with you yet, darling. Open up."
Steve found himself eagerly obeying the command, despite the fact that his arms had started to hurt above his head. The man pulled Steve's thighs open, draping his legs over Steve's and pressed his length between his hips from behind teasing the hole.
Steve hissed as the man filled him, his walls expanding to take him whole. Deep in his gut something throbbed, and he wriggled against his hips, urging him to move.
He gasped as the man started his pace, pulling out right until the tip and slamming into him again with inhuman force. His fingers dug into Steve's skin as he drove into him, moving faster and Steve squeezed his eyes shut, moans beginning to fall from his lips.
“Faster,” he begged, feeling his walls stretch with each thrust. The violent pleasure built up, as his pace quickened to indescribable speeds.
Each deep jab of his cock felt more violent, and Steve felt himself edging closer to climax once again.
He bucked his hips, as pleasure finally burst forth and he was lost in its surges. His husband pulled him close then, thick arms enveloping him and thrust hard as the bed shook under them.
Steve was beginning to feel light headed, his grip from reality loosening. Just then his lover stilled, grunting hard as his warm seed filled Steve. He felt sweaty and exhausted, but his body thrummed warmly as the man held him close. They fell into the bedding, panting in unison as his lover's erratic trusts came to a still.
"Perfect," Steve heard him whisper and his heart soared with pride.
With a start Steve realised that his fear was long gone, replaced instead with bold curiosity.
"Who are you?" he breathed, attempting to turn but failing.
Steve felt a set of lips press against his shoulder in a chaste kiss.
"All in good time, sweetheart," came the reply and Steve felt his heart flutter. “All in good time.”
Steve couldn’t find the strength to argue.
"What do I call you then?"
"Whatever you wish to. I ask only one thing, that you be here, ready and waiting for me, everyday. Understood?"
Steve found himself nodding at his future husband's words.
"Understood."
"Good," he said and Steve felt his eyes droop, the exhaustion catching up. He didn't even realise that his hands were no longer tied when sleep finally claimed him.
*
In the morning, as expected, his husband was nowhere to be found. Steve had woken up to find himself bare between the tangled sheets, cheeks flushing as he remembered the events that had transpired last night.
As it were, he felt ashamed to have fallen prey to his husband's allure again. The mere thought of seeing him again filled him with passionate desire and it angered him deeply that he was so weak for him, despite the fact that he was here against his will.
Steve decided to explore the palace more, later that evening, and found himself on a veranda overlooking the gardens. A shallow pool stood in the middle of it, it's shimmering waters calling to Steve. Slipping off his toga he waded in, finding it to be surprisingly warm — a welcome relief for sore muscles. All the while, his eyes searched for his lover, feeling alarmed when anything in the shadows moved. But no one approached him.
As the sun dipped lower and the water grew colder, Steve's heart began to thump with excitement. He decided not to leave the veranda, hoping that his husband would seek him out and be forced to be in the open.
Steve was enjoying the hot water against his skin, when a familiar voice called to him.
"Steve.”
"My lord," Steve called back, mockery evident in his voice.
"Come to me," the voice called again, echoing through the corner shadows. His voice reverberated all around Steve and he felt himself harden at his silken tone, much to his embarrassment.
"Why don't you come to me?" he called back, feeling a chill blossom over his being.
"Don't make me make you, Steve."
The voice seemed annoyed and Steve would be lying if he said he didn’t like it. He didn't budge, however, pressing himself against the wall of the pool.
Suddenly, his eyes went dark — a cloth had descended over his eyes and was tied back. He reached for the blindfold, terrified, but his arms were being pulled and tied behind him too.
"You're stubborn, aren't you? Do I have to teach you to obey?"
Steve said nothing, trying to make out just where his husband was standing.
"Get out of the water," he commanded from somewhere above him. Having no other choice, Steve climbed out, trying his hardest to not slip right back in.
"On your knees and bend over," he said hoarsely, as if overcome by the sight before him.
Steve did as he was told, again, falling to the cool marble floor. His erection was throbbing now, the cool wind of the night doing little to help his case.
Steve gasped sharply as something wet — his lover's tongue — swept over his hole. One flick and Steve was already gone. A split second later the tongue had pushed in and Steve screamed something incoherent. He felt his husband grip his thighs, wrenching them apart and pushing in further.
Steve bucked against his mouth, trying to get close to what he now desperately wanted. But as quickly as it had come, the tongue was gone, leaving Steve open, bare and tingling all over.
"P-please," he gasped, wiggling his ass — needing his touch, something, only to be greeted by the cold, cold breeze.
He couldn't even touch himself — but just then, crack — he shuddered, bucking as his husband's hand struck his butt cheek.
He whimpered, feeling the slap ripple through his very core. He was blinded, pain ebbing through his lower body, knees feeling numb and yet, all he could think was how his lover’s tongue had felt.
"You failed to do the thing I asked." Steve didn’t detect any annoyance in his voice but believed him to be serious. He was still on fire and god, he needed him bad.
"Please," he begged, "I'm s-sorry."
"Louder, sweetheart. I can't hear you," his husband said.
"I'm sorry," Steve croaked, feeling his voice thicken with want. "I need you. I'll be good."
There was deafening silence for a moment, punctuated by the man’s deep breaths.
"Walk in front of me."
The man led him to what Steve believed was the dark chamber. Before he knew it, Steve was being pushed onto the silken bed in no time. He was feeling ravenous, needing his lover's lips on him.
His hands were still tied, eyes blindfolded — although it wasn't necessary since he couldn't see him either way.
His fear was once again turning into thrumming desire, the ache between his legs pulsing.
"Why did you disobey me?" the man asked suddenly, sounding pained and Steve found that his heart did not like this one bit.
"I wished to see you, m-my Lord. I don't care what you look like—" Steve began, earnestly.
"Do you doubt my love for you? Haven't I given you everything you've asked?"
Steve found it hard to argue with him at that, but he burned to know who his lover was. "But—"
"If you saw me you would either despise me or love me. I would rather not risk it. "
Steve said nothing, blinking in the dark. Whatever he said, only made him more questions erupt in his mind. His destined husband seemed anything but a monster, and yet his refusal to reveal himself terrified Steve. What exactly was he hiding?
Sprawled on the bed, he felt his husband lower himself onto him again and he was forced to push his thoughts aside. And then the man was kissing him, hands fondling every dip and peak of Steve's body. His hands moved to grip Steve's ass, kneading and twisting until he was a squirming mess beneath him.
"Steve," the voice said against his lips, feverish and frantic. He seemed to be in a different mood today, his tone sounding less demanding than usual.
Still, Steve waited, breathing heavily, ready to do whatever he was asked.
"I'm going to need you to suck me. Can you do that?"
His tone was firm but calculated and Steve felt his heart tighten with anticipation. He remembered how his lover's cock had felt against his stomach and inside him. He wondered what it looked like, mouth watering at the mere thought.
Steve nodded, and he rose, crawling over him. And then, Steve felt the tip of the shaft against his lips. Wetting his lips, Steve pressed a firm kiss against the side, determined to do his best.
He opened his lips then, and the man pushed in, grunting. He could make out its girth and vague shape as he slowly took him in, savoring the salty taste.
His husband hissed as Steve began to hollow out his cheeks, licking the underside as he went. He began to move against his mouth as Steve blew and sucked at his length, hips twitching erratically.
His husband moaned a string of curses as Steve wrapped his tongue around him and sucked hard and fast. Steve bobbed his head up and down the shaft, building up the friction that elicited grunts from his lover. With a shout the man came, his warm cum coating Steve's throat. And he took everything he had to give, gulping hard.
The man pulled out then, moving to kiss Steve again, hand trailing towards his own cock. Steve gasped as he took his erect cock in his palm, stroking him as he kissed him deeply.
Several climaxes later, Steve found himself drifting, feeling more worn out than he had ever before. His destined husband, however, proved to be insatiable — waking him up in between intervals throughout the night and pleasuring him in ways he had never even heard.
*
Several days passed, as Steve grew more and impossibly intimate with his husband.
For a while it was perfect, Steve felt the happiest and found that he was falling for his to-be-husband.
Still, doubts lingered in the back of his head. How could he wed someone he would, perhaps, never see? In his heart, Steve knew he loved him, knew that even if his husband happened to be the most grotesque he would love him.
Then, why, it finally dawned, did it matter if he did see him?
That night, Steve found himself being ravaged by his lover again— his hands behind his back, mouth agape with pleasure and eyes squeezed shut.
He was pushed over the edge again, and three times after that, until they both collapsed into each other— in a heap of tangled limbs.
His husband had long removed his restraints, one arm draped across Steve’s form as he slept on. But Steve was wide awake, heart beating wildly against his chest. If he could ever chance a look upon his future husband, it was now.
He hadn’t a minute to waste and ran as fast as he could to his room and back, bringing a lit candle into the dark room.
When the flame finally cast its amber light onto his lover’s sleeping form, his body froze. For, instead of a monstrous demon, his husband was the most ethereal being Steve had ever seen. He was lean and muscly — bronze skin and refined features. Perfect, dark curls fell atop his head, long eyelashes resting gently against his cheekbones. Giant, white-feathered wings sprung from his back, that seemed to shimmer gold and scarlet in the dim candle light.
He knew at once who he was, not a man either, as he had thought, but a god. The son of Aphrodite and a mortal man — Tony, himself. He was so drawn to his allure, despite the fact that he had not been poisoned by one of his mechanical arrows. The longer he gazed at his form the more impossible he found it to resist him.
He drew closer, mesmerised, and in his daze, tripped over his feet. A drop of wax from the candle went plummeting down and landed on his lover’s— the god’s— sleeping face.
His eyes snapped open at once, and Steve staggered back— fearing for his life, once again.
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Ellie I’m so sorry you’re going through this but I actually want to say thank you for posting so openly about your diagnoses and struggles because I am going through something very similar, and it’s actually helped me reach out for help with my mental health. I’m 32 and after my moms death last year I am discovering that not only am I fairly certain that I have ADHD but, I’m starting to realize that I have spent my whole life dealing with Emotional Incest from my mother and that’s something I do not know how to even approach.
I have literally felt like I’ve been going crazy and functioning in the world is becoming harder and harder each day. I feel like I don’t have a handle on anything and I am constantly overwhelmed to a point where I don’t know how to cope but seeing you dealing with this is giving me some hope. I know I’m probably not the only person you’ve helped indirectly so please know that you’re not only helping yourself but you’re encouraging me and probably others to do the same. I really hope you find some peace and happiness today.
Anon 💖💖💖 thanks for reaching out, it means so much. I actually had a good (but exhausting) day - I confronted an acquaintance about him being a clueless asshole to some of my other friends, which I don't think I would have had the guts to do in the past. So maybe not peace and happiness, but definitely some satisfaction.
First of all I am very proud of you for reaching out and I am glad I could help in whatever small way I could. I am also sorry for what you went through and still have to deal with. I know it sucks. I am right there too rn in feeling how much it sucks. I think it's an important step to recognize that. IT FUCKING SUCKS. Because personally for a loooong time I was just pretending everything was fine, making excuses for the people who hurt me, but I was just running myself ragged and feeling so hollow and splintered and just.... And coming to a point where i'm finally looking these things in the face, and all that buried crap resurfaces...it's honestly one of the hardest things I have ever had to do, just putting some of these things to paper, trying to do this all month, it's so ughhhhhhh fuck man. It's ugly work, I hate it, but at the same time, sometimes, it feels empowering too and like I am returning to myself and picking up all these shattered pieces and recognizing that part of me that suffered and deserved better that I tried so hard to deny and deaden. Reclaiming my ability to control my own narrative.
So honestly from what you're describing, I think it's very logical that you are having a hard time and feel overwhelmed. Hell, they say during recovery at the beginning it generally gets worse for a while before it gets better. So...even tho it sucks, in a sense, it might be a good thing ? I know it is for me. Much better than previous numbness and dissociation. The pain of truth is purifying - it's so different from the pain of secrets and shame festering in silence. Am I coping very well right now ? No, but I'm learning, and I'm also having these occasional moments of inner reconciliation and mending that feel miraculous ; like that scared, confused inner little girl I used to be feels increasingly less alone and trampled over.
Anyway the good news is that when it comes to ADHD, treatment has a high chance to have a radical positive impact, it's one of the diagnoses where finding the right combo of therapy/meds/lifestyle changes leads to some of the highest rates of positive change. So I really hope you get there.
The rest is...yeah I don't know how to deal with that either, I'm still figuring it out. My relationship with my mother was for so long such a fucking clusterfuck of layers of manipulation, unaddressed generational trauma, repressed grief, good intentions, petty cruelty, inappropriate behavior, unfortunate circumstances and neglect, over projection and blind devotion and gaslighting, enmeshment and lack of boundaries, abuse done for "your own good" with a smile and a reasonable explanation - it made me feel insane for so long, like I couldn't trust my own feelings or perceptions. And every time I felt like I had addressed one layer I hit on something else, to the point where I started to feel like I would never be free of it. I haven't seen her or properly talked to her in like, seven years and still all this time I was struggling with it - it was necessary to cut contact tho, to assert that boundary. And then to keep building boundaries from there, slowly, frustratingly, to keep digging and asking myself questions. I got stuck and lost so many times, but I feel like I'm finally reaching the end of the tunnel, because knowledge is one of the most powerful things in the world.
Real talk, the emotional incest thing ? I think my mother had a similar dynamic with her own father. And she tried to do better, but because she was unwilling to look at the true ugliness of the situation, instead choosing to wallpaper over it with magical thinking, everything-will-be-fine-if-i-convince-myself-it-is, and an obsession with moral purity, she ended up doing a massive amount of damage of her own. And I am not doing that.
There is a radical power that comes with facing the ugliness head on that I am claiming for myself, and it seems that you are embarking on a similar journey. It's a big thing so we can't do it all at once. I think doing sth like this you have to pace yrself, to chew off little piece by piece, to digest bit by bit, to let some things rot and dissolve, to go through many cycles of doubt and indignity and revelation, to hunt for the truth on pure Instinct and desperate need, to claw off a path from the dark and the impossible, to consider incompatible and paradoxical truths, to let every new bit of knowledge work its way through you and make you stronger and stranger and more yourself. To let yrself be a little bit crazy and seething and deranged, to shake loose the confines of what you thought was reasonable, to find gifts and allies in unlikely places. To expose, to open up, little by little, to find scraps of words that turn into full sentences, to take back power by finding the right name of things. And then, one day, we'll give birth to ourselves this time and we'll find the sun-bleached bones of this horror and make it into jewelry. Or something.
You don't have a handle on things ? Good ! It's probable you have had a handle on things for way too long. Your handle is probably completely broken. So I don't know you, but maybe this is good, in all its harsh inconvenient terrifying way. I know I had to throw away the handle I had first to build a new one. And flying loose for a moment which yeah ! Fucking scary. But also kind of badass, in that private way maybe nobody will ever know but you and so it's extra important you give yourself that credit.
Anyway I'm rambling but I do hope some of this gives you some extra validation. I'm here if you want to talk more, including by message. I know it's helped me so much to read abt other people's experiences, so. It's like a chain of courage, and you can be part of that too.
Also books have helped me so much - some fiction, but especially of late 'Tiny Beautiful Things' by Cheryl Strayed - she's an advice columnist who writes about some super gnarly stuff in such a direct, humane, powerful way, it gave me a lot of strength.
Power and solace to you, anon. 🌸💪🌸💪
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well
(big ol content/trigger warning for thoughts of self harm)
after a frankly spectacular mental breakdown last night, which involved sobbing all the way home from orchestra rehearsal then calling my mom and begging her to come over so i could have a hug, i called off work today.
which i now feel guilty about, because it’s the second time i’ve done it in about two or three weeks (time means nothing to me anymore because it’s all spent at work).
trying to make myself feel less like shit by telling myself the 4billion dollar company i work for will survive without me for a day. and that i only have one Me and i need to take care of her. it’s not like i’ll get a do-over.
like last night on the way home i had a brief but absolutely terrifying moment where i thought that if i were dead i wouldn’t have to deal with this anymore. that’s bad, right? that makes this Bad Enough for whatever arbitrary standard i feel the need to hold myself to? like, it’s okay to feel burnt out and exhausted after working 50 hour weeks for the past month, especially considering it’s going up to 60 starting in october? i’m not being unreasonable by suggesting and feeling that that is, perhaps, too fucking much? that the fact that i have become even briefly suicidal is a sign that this isn’t working? (i am not a danger to myself rn, please do not worry, it was really only last night and only for a few seconds but that was enough to terrify me into some kind of clarity)
this job and its stupid long hours have been slowly robbing me of everything that gives my life any meaning and joy - can’t write before work because i’m already getting up at 3am, can’t write after because i’m exhausted, have considered dropping orchestra more than once this semester because having to stay up until 7:30pm is apparently too much for me to handle, last night was the first time i saw my mom in weeks - and even with all that, my shit brain is trying to make me feel like this is all somehow my fault!?!?! i can’t do it anymore. the job itself is fine and completely manageable when it’s 40 hours a week, but it hasn’t been that since before labor day, and even then that was only for a couple weeks after the big summer sale.
i applied for three jobs on monday afternoon and am going to apply for some more today. i think i am also going to go out and buy myself something suitable to wear to a job interview because i honestly don’t have anything that fits rn.
all i know is that something has to give because this is untenable
#my stupid life#putting this down here because it’s the only way i can keep track of this#tumblr is so inept that they don’t have a million different tracking cookies or whateveron here#which is nice i guess#but what i really want is to not feel like this anymore
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love yourself tour experience! ♡ japan and singapore
hi! so i’ve been wanting to make a post like this for a while on twitter but i hate twitter rn so here i am. this january i was blessed with the opportunity to attend love yourself in nagoya (japan) and singapore and honestly? it’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me. i wanted to share my experience because really, concerts in japan and everywhere are else are so different, right from ticketing and the show itself. i thought you guys would find it interesting? and also i need to let this out ahhh keeping to myself is not going to do me any good :( anyways, i hope you find this post somewhat entertaining 💞
under the cut because this got really long sorry
♡ love yourself in nagoya ♡
first of all, tickets. getting concert tickets (and any ticket, really) in japan is tricky. most kpop groups in japan have a fanclub and if you’re a member, you get the benefit of applying for tickets first (like a presale!). did i say apply? yes i did. in japan, ticketing for concerts adopts a lottery system for presale and general sales usually a month later.
for presale through fc, you’d have to apply for a lottery on a website and wait to find out if you win or not. you need a fc membership (paid), which also needs you to have a japanese phone number and address in order to apply. and you HAVE to pay your presale tickets in japan because you need to pay them in a convenient store. complicated, i know. FC presale tickets usually give the best seats. there’s no gurantee, but that’s usually the case. fortunately for me, i have a cousin residing in japan to help me with the address (you really need it, they’re going to ship you your membership card) and i found someone on twitter to help me make the payment. if you a apply for lottery, there’s no guarantee you’ll win. so you can apply as many times as you want with a maximum of 2 tickets for each shows. i think i used up all of my luck with this one [sobs]. FC presales usually have more than one round lotteries.
general sales is much simpler. i dont have enough experience to know the details but it’s usually up on japanese ticketing websites and can use credit cards? dont know if foreign ccs are accepted though.
oh and all tickets for all sections cost the same!!! so doesn’t matter if you get the best view or worst it’s all equal
/if you have more questions about this don’t hesitate to send me an ask i don’t know much but i’ve read a lot about it/
you can’t know your seat until a week (or a month? idk) before the concert, when it’s time for you to print your tickets at the same convenient store (yes you have to print them and you can only do it once so don’t lose the damn thing!!). my seat was really good!!! i didn’t get floor sadly but my section was right in front of the extended stage so i got a great view.
i arrived in nagoya a day before the concert (i spent a week in tokyo beforehand) and queued for merch!!! it was winter so it wasn’t hot at all and the japanese really know how to line up. everything is so organized like??? i was so amazed. i spent a good 4 hours queueing before getting my items and even then a lot of the things i wanted were sold out quickly :(
and then comes the concert day!!!! basically since it was all seating tickets i didn’t have to worry about queueing for entry but i did queue for merch again,,,, from 4 am. let me tell you how devoted people are there when it comes to queueing. some actually stayed from the afternoon? and it was winter. crazy.
i entered the dome an hour before the show started and the staff were so kind and helpful whenever i asked for help (i couldn’t find my seat). and everyone around is so kind and warm :( i didn’t really interact with a lot of people due to the language barrier but they’re so . polite.
and moving on to the show!!!!!! japan has strict rules about recording so i couldn’t do any of that [:(] but honestly it just made me enjoy everything better. of course they were amazing on stage and their japanese were so cute :( i still can’t get over nagoya, nekkoya my pure babies!!!
and uh . taehyung. so damn fine. can’t believe i was part of the first people to see him reveal his blue hair. and i can’t stress this enough but his gaze when he looks at the audience... i felt the love and fondness in his eyes i wanted to CRY.
and jimin!!! was so clingy towards joon the whole night ugh we love a baby koala. and jungkook :( he introduced himself as kookoo im so fucking sad. the second he said kookoo desu i was ready to give up my firstborn for him.
hoseok was a fucking machine. he’s so charismatic on stage i can’t handle him. and seokjin was full on crackhead mode :( we stan a whole legend i love love him so much. my mans yoongi was so?? small yet not??? i wanna put him in my pocket. my mans joon was looking like a whole snacc. all legs and dimples.
honestly what struck me the most was how everyone gave seokjin a standing ovation and applause after epiphany???? that was my first time seeing something like that and i just started tearing up because it was so beautiful. people were so respectful they didn’t scream or shout when bangtan were doing their ending ments. the fanchants were absolutely on point!!! whenever bangtan bowed i actually spotted some people in my section bowing in return and i was !!!! oh my god
but on another note you’d think that japanese fans are quiet during shows but theyre really not. they’re loud as hell too they just know when to shut up and listen and i think that’s beautiful.
the whole thing passed by really quickly. i felt hollow and empty by the time it ended but i have to say that it was the most relaxing and chill concert experience i’ve ever had. it just feels so different than my previous concerts. the only downside about it is the no recording part (i could’ve been sneaky but staff was right in front of my section) i guess. but without worrying about my phone i got to watch them perform. like actually watch them. it felt euphoric.
♡ love yourself in singapore ♡
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so for singapore, i got cat 1 purple 2 tickets at first. but because me and my friend wanted yellow initially, we managed to find someone who wanted to trade with us.
i arrived at the venue at 6 am because i had to distribute banners and fans for my fan support. here’s a pic of them!!!!
basically for standing ticket holders we were required to queue by 12:30 pm and fortunately my qn got the indoor holding area so i didn’t stay under the heat for long. we started moving to the venue at around 3 or 4 pm even thought they said it would be 2:30 pm. because my qn was large by the time i got inside all the good spots were already taken :( i ended up at the very back sigh and we had to wait for another 2-3 hours before the show starts. it was hot and everyone was thirsty. some people in the pit wanted to sit down but some also stood up so it was rlly cramped :/
everyone was hyped tho even when mvs were played. and then when the lights dimmed and the show finally started was where things got really,,, rowdy. when the first beat of idol played everyone pushed forward??? the amount of times i got squished and elbowed and pushed aside... man it was hectic. if you’re claustrophobic please do NOT go for standing in concerts.
but that aside of course it was amazing loud and crazy. there were accidents here and there. at one point several people actually fell down but everyone helped everyone up. some people got mad and started yelling and others but that’s understandable. it was hot and cramped of course you’d get cranky.
funny story i got my period two hours before the show and basically bled through my vagina for 3 hours as i watched 7 fine men go off on stage.
but anyways.
me and my friend managed to finesse our way from the back row to the third row because we’re amazing. no we did not push if you were there the pit was always moving so we just. squeezed through i guess. i was so fucking tired but when so what came on i forgot that my pants were like fucking soaked and just jammed the fuck out with everyone. they got really close to my section during this and i cant believe i got to see taejin dance together like clubbing buddies. jin is so goofy!!!!!!
oh but fuck you guys jimin up close is ethereal. he looks so fucking unreal i couldn’t keep my eyes off of him throughout the whole thing. none of the pictures can ever do his beauty justice. he’s so fucking beautiful and i was starstruck. and he sang promise!!! i fucking couldn’t believe he did it. one word to describe him is definitely godly.
namjoon was so hyped and loud too :( gosh he’s so adorable. hoseok looked crazy beautiful up close too. his aura.... fucking amazing. YOONGI ALSO MADE THE CUTEST EXPRESSION AFTER JIMIN SANG PROMISE I SQEUALED. gosh i was actually really close despite not getting barricade i feel like crying thinking about it now.
jungkook went so close to my section during so what i got a good fancam of him that i can’t stop watching :( jimin slipped during dna my poor baby but he just laughed it off :((((
they all looked prettier irl tbh. they have such nice skin??? and all that shit about jimin being short... well guess what fuckers he’s all LEGS. man. i think i left that stadium as a jimin stan.
taehyung’s so hot i wanna die n i want the whole of rapline to spit on me thx.
fun times aside the pit is hell. luckily the staff were responsible and gave us drinks after each set of performances. and everyone kind of just understood each other. whenever someone looked like they were about to faint people asked if they were okay. we helped each other and gave each other drinks. at one point during the show i crouched down because i was exhausted and someone asked if i was okay or if i wanted some candy.
hellish experiences aside, there’s a mutual understanding between everyone in the pit. like, we’re in this together. i’m sweaty and thirsty and tired but i’m here for one thing and so is everyone else. it’s a good feeling. i mean, yeah, i was drenched in sweat and water but. it’s a good feeling. here are some pics!!!! (i have more videos bu t i cba to tak e screenshots ajsjs sorry)
also met some of my twitter mutuals <3 love u guys
perhaps this is it for my experience post? yeah you can see how different nagoya and singapore were. it was exciting to be able to experience them both. now back to my post concert depression and withdrawal :(
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85 questions
tagged by @ribenaflip 💞💕💖💗
rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people
EDIT: as of 2019, this tag is like 20% irrelevant to what i’m like now....did it in 2017 so
— what was your last…
1. drink: water
2. phone call: it was me calling jojo’s phone so they could find it
3. text message: “I am having a major crisis”
4. song you listened to: coffee & tv by blur
5. you cried: that’s tmi but also saying it’s tmi is tmi and all of this is tmi so what am i DOING
— have you ever…
6. dated someone twice: nooo
7. kissed someone and regretted it: yes i kissed a piece of toast and it got crumbs all over my face
8. been cheated on: if i have been that’d be concerning seeing as i’ve never not been single
9. lost someone special: not recently.
10. been depressed: 24 hours 7 days a week m8
11. gotten drunk and thrown up: what is an alcohol? (no)
— fave colours
12. vermilion 13. cerulean 14. very very dark grey
— in the last year have you…
15. made new friends: YEET (shoutout to the gc)
16. fallen out of love: i WISH (lmao it’s been 2 years please end me)
17. laughed until you cried: yea obvs
18. found out someone was talking about you: many times. many many many times.
19. met someone who has positively changed you: YES. my bestest buddy has and not in a bad way. i’m definitely a better and happier person because i met him
20. found out who your friends are: i never think about friendships in that kind of way. and if i did i probs wouldn’t care to be like ‘they were a shitty friend’ instead it’d just be like they were someone in my life and it sucks that they’re not/don’t want to be in a good way anymore but shit happens. and i don’t take it personally
21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: what is a face book because if it’s like a book of faces i kissed myself in the picture of my group of friends that is in my yearbook
— general
22. how many of your Facebook friends do you know irl: again…what is a face book
23. do you have any pets: YEET
24. do you want to change your name: i mean idk i think i’d be cool with just usin a nickname for now i’ll figure the legal stuff out later
25. what did you do for your last birthday: went to my friend’s birthday party. spent almost all of it looking for one of the people who was invited with two of my bros. then i saw wonder woman, went to a reallyreally good korean bakery, and then went to the empire state building. and last but not least, the next day, my friends came over and we played clue and mariokart. all in all it was a 10/10 birthday tbh! (it was an anomaly though ngl my birthday this year is going to be infinitely more depressing)
26. what time did you wake up today: 5:30 am cos my school starts too fuckin early ;(
27. what were you doing at midnight last night: taking a shower
28. what is something you can’t wait for: plake’s upcoming single (it’s my fav and i’ve been wanting it in my library for m o n t h s so i’m 110% ready for it
30. what are you listening to right now: the sound of people talking
31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: i was at an improv comedy show and of all people i was picked to volunteer and when i was on stage my shoe fell off and one of the comedians who was called tom was like 'your foot has been borne to the audience’
32. something that’s getting on your nerves: my own exhaustion!
33. most visited website: my school’s online gradebook 😬
34. hair colour: really dark brown (some people think it’s black but NO)
35. long or short hair: short...it will never be long again i assure you
36. do you have a crush on someone: yes ;(((
37a. what do you like about yourself: i may be an awful person atm but at least i can understand why i am the way i am and know how to improve
37b. what’s something you don’t like about yourself: too many things. rn though i don’t like how i come off as like a 'show-off’ when i’m trying to help people cos me trying to get them to like actually understand what they’re learning always sets em off even though it’d be worse to just do things my own confusing way and leave em in the dust. i also hate how i get frustrated with them (and myself tbh) when that happens
38. want any piercings: hecc no
39. blood type: i legit have no clue
40. nicknames: lou, coco
41. relationship status: what is a relation ship
42. sign: gemini
43. pronouns: he/they i GUESS
44. fave tv show: peppa pig tbh
45. tattoos: hecc no!
46. right or left handed: BOTH
47: ever had surgery: nope 😬
48. piercings: once again HECC NO
49. sport: used to do tennis and track. now i kind of just do a lil bit of everything for fun and i love biking and running
50. vacation: yes please. i need a vacation from LIFE
51. trainers: i’ve had the same old black nikes for three years and the same flip flops for five ;( (and i also have some black converse high-tops that i never wear unless i need to look 'nice’ whoops)
— more general
52. eating: i prefer raw foods to pretty much everything so poke bowls are my jam. i’m also a vegetarian who doesn’t eat fruit because what is self-care??
53. drinking: water. it’s important to stay hydrated
54. i’m about to watch: my surroundings that aren’t my phone
55. waiting for: this tag to be over. yikes
56. want: to pass english for ONE GODDAMN MARKING PERIOD before i graduate cos i haven’t since mp1 of ninth grade during which i got a 99 (now i have a 15 look how far i’ve come!!)
57. get married: i mean…
58. career: ah yes i’ll probably have one of those
— which is better
59. hugs or kisses: y'all mean in relationships? no pref. generally speaking though i almost always hate both
60. lips or eyes: no pref
61. shorter or taller: no pref…
62. older or younger: i don’t think about any of this shit i am so confused!!
63. nice arms or stomach: what constitutes an arm or stomach being nice?
64. hookup or relationships: labels ew neither is good
65. troublemaker or hesitant: somehow i’m both. like i’m loud as fuck and kind of obnoxious and audacious but i also have 9.9/10 self-control. so like i would be cool with either type of person
— have you ever
66. kissed a stranger: i hope not
67. drank hard liquor: hecc no
68. turned someone down: i thought i was gonna have to but that never happened WHEW
69. sex on first date: what is this “sex” you speak of? what is a “date”?
70: broken someone’s heart: i hope not! except hearts are kinda squishy so like i probably haven’t
71. had your heart broken: no although my heart rate’s so high i fear it will explode one of these days
72. been arrested: so far, no
73. cried when someone died: :((( chris cornell. i was lookin up soundgarden on google to find tour dates near where my uncle lives and then i saw it and i was like 'no. nononono. nonononononononono.’ then i let one tear escape from the ducts in my eyes before going into denial river. (aren’t i so fuckin clever 😤😤😤)
i also cried during a tribute to chester bennington at a muse concert if that counts
74. fallen for a friend: once again ew labels but y'all should know by now that i HAVE and i’m STILL falling ;(
— do you believe in
75. yourself: i have no concept of anything in existence and this tag has made me realise that. whoops
76. miracles: i could ramble about this one but i don’t have the time
77. love at first sight: dunno, but i will say that when i met my best friend i knew i was going to love him from how he acted and what his sense of humour is like. he’s so unique really like you can TELL he’s his own person and he owns it without trying to
78. santa claus: yes but only cos i’m tryin to stay off the naughty list
79. angels: what is an angels
— misc
80. eye colour: this is a subject that has been widely debated so for now i’ll just say they’re either grey or green or both
81. best friend’s name: zeke
82. favourite movie: i have no concept of having a favorite movie unless it’s based on who it’s by so i’ll say my favorite pixar movie is wall-e for the sake of having something down for this question. otherwise it’s probs either memento or the imitation game.
83. favourite actor: myself 🤔
84. favourite cartoon: oh shit that’s too hard. my favs as a young child were tom and jerry and the first season of the pokémon anime and i guess my fav one that’s more 'mature’ is bojack horseman (although i’ve only seen half the first season lol)
85. favourite teacher’s name: my favorite is either nicole, hyungmin, rebecca, eileen, hayley, matt, kevin, or robert, but like…i hate picking cos that’s just unfair. so idrk
can’t tag rn but do this if you want to i guess
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Hello since Bruno is also my comfort character can I please be self-indulgent and ask for Bruno supporting/comforting someone who feels exploited and isolated at (not gang-related) work, and is just overall just lonely and feels done with everything. Scenario or HC, whatever is easier for you.
It was another long shift, and you slogged your way back to your apartment. Your feet ached, your back hurt, and you were exhausted. All for barely over minimum wage. Your customers were rude, and your managers weren’t much better. The worst part was, this was some of the only human interaction you had since Bruno had been away for a while on work. It was a perfect mix of unhappiness, and it made you feel absolutely miserable.
As you thought, your apartment was empty when you finally got back to it. So Bruno wasn’t home yet. You didn’t know why you were hoping he would be, his jobs could last for a long time. What he did was important, but you couldn’t help but want him to give up on Passione, if only sometimes, just to come cuddle with you.
Sighing, you threw down your bag and fell into bed. It was too much effort to change out of your uniform, you had barely managed to get your shoes off when you came in the front door. All you really wanted was to sleep, but it wasn’t coming to you. It didn’t help that you had left the light on, and you just didn’t have the energy to get up and turn it off. A sigh left you, and you just stared at the wall until sleep finally overtook you, early in the morning.
Though, it didn’t last terribly long. You heard the sound of a door opening, and you cracked open your eyes. The clock in front of you told you it was 4 AM, but you were too bleary to know what was going on. You didn’t lift your head, and tried to just shut your eyes to sleep again. Life had other plans, however.
“(Y/N)?” After a few moments, you realized it was Bruno’s voice calling out your name. You were so tired you were hallucinating, great. You made an undignified noise, a mix between a grunt and a whine, and pulled a pillow over your head. But the voice continued. “Why did you fall asleep with the light on? And in your uniform?”
Finally you lifted your head, and looked over to see that you weren’t hallucinating after all. Bruno was actually home, but you were too tired to give it much thought. You just lowered your head again, frowning.
It was late, or rather early, but Bruno could always see right through you. “Is everything okay?” You didn’t answer him yet again, and he came to sit beside you on the bed. “I can tell it isn’t.” His voice was firm, but held worry. Before you could ignore him again, he placed a hand on your shoulder, and rubbed. “You’re tense. Talk to me.”
You just sighed, but didn’t open your mouth to speak until Bruno had started on an all out massage. It was nice, really nice. Probably the nicest thing you’d felt since Bruno had left. It was his kindness that finally gave you the confidence to open up. “It’s just… shitty.” The sleep was evident in your voice. “Work, being alone. I hate it.” The fact that Bruno left you alone so often was something you tried not to let bother you, but in your exhaustion you let it sleep.
“… why didn’t you call me?” His voice was a bit gentler now. “You know I’m only a phone call away. I told you what hotel I was staying at.”
Against his strong hands, you shrugged. “I didn’t want to bother you.” Your response made Bruno still his hands, and that in turn made you frown.
“You’re never a bother to me.” The way he spoke, he almost sounded hurt, and you frowned. Great, now you’ve made the only person trying to make you feel better hurt. That sounded about right. You tried to pull away from him, to isolate yourself more, but Bruno suddenly tugged you into a tight hug. “I know how much you hate your job. And I’m sorry I left you alone this week. But I’m back now, I won’t be going again for a while.”
“It’s not-”
“It is a big deal.” Bruno cut off your protests before you could even get them out. “I don’t like you being upset. Can you let me take care of you?” Bruno was a truly kind man, but at the same time, he was firm. You realized that you would be taken care of, whether you liked it or not. Finally, you just nodded, and he hugged you a bit tighter.
“Let’s get you out of your uniform first.” You had to admit, it was uncomfortable. He pulled away, enough for you to pull off your shirt and the khakis you wore. You were left in your underwear, but not for too long. Bruno came quickly with one of his own shirts for you to put on, and he helped you into it. “There, that’s at least a little better.”
After the time you spent alone, you had to admit this was nice. You hummed softly, and once Bruno lay you back down in bed, you shut your eyes again. “Call in sick from work tomorrow. Your mental health is important.” He said quietly, and stroked through your hair as you began to rest again. “I made enough money on this job to make up for whatever you’ll lose. You need a day to relax.” You nodded, but could already feel yourself drifting back to sleep. You felt pressure dip from the bed, and Bruno got up to turn off the lights.
Maybe things were looking up.
#bruno buccellati#vento aureo#jjba#jojo's bizarre adventure#jojo no kimyou na bouken#scenario#mod kars
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hi,it is i,theory anon!it was still day for me but i spent a lot of time figuring things out and reading theories and making my own and freaking out and then i was mentally exhausted and slow the rest of the day..worth it i really do love theories!i really didn't expect something so long either but mx never cease to amaze and outright refuse to be underestimated,it seems. i might also be biased but i too think it is a masterpiece(the song,cinnamontography,the monstas themselves...) (cont.)
i really liked every bit of the film i noticed and can't wait for anything they have to put out!since i already sorta know i'm gonna be amazed (isn't that also amazing?they just keep evolving and they're already so incredible). it's so nice being their fan:)) also,i'm so happy you caught up on your sleep and hope the studying paid off (even if not,i think it's great to invest yourself in something)! (cont.?)you're really out there with your heart full of love and you're sharing it so selflessly,it's honestly really inspirational to me and just generally truly wonderful.i can feel you're a gorgeous person with a breathtakingly beautiful soul and i hope you're proud of yourself,i feel you have reason to be!even if not,i can at least honestly tell you i'm so incredibly proud of you and happy to have contacted you because you are truly so caring and kind and genuine and radiate love (cont.???i'msorry!)(and you just,completely unprompted,told a complete stranger you're proud of them,i cannot express how deeply touched i am ( :') ) you're really so incredible i hope you know!)! this is probably pretty incomprehensible but i hope you can tell i'm really touched by your sweetness, you really made my day so much brighter. i'm very grateful to you for all of this kindness and i hope you keep being this wonderful and magical and radiant (cont.?? ?? last one i promise!)LAST ONE!!! also i REALLY hope you take very good care of yourself and i hope you know how wonderful and magical and radiant you are! i'm very sorry this was so long and please don't feel absolutely any pressure to reply,i just hoped to convey how grateful i am for you and everything you said. so now that i've tried to do that,i'll be gone (AT LAST)! please eat your veggies,drink water,take in some fresh air and stay strong (hehe) and i hope you smile today!💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕
hi theory anon !! how are you ?? hope ur doing well !!! hope u got some rest from being exhausted by the theories the other day :-)
thank u sm for ur msg !! how to reply to this...where do i even start !!! firstly, im so.... :( my heart is so :( idk what to say im so touched by this ?? icb u would take the time to type out 5 separate msgs for me ??? thank you so much and im so sorry for giving u the trouble of writing all those separate msgs !! pls dont apologise for sending all of them btw !!! i rly appreciate every single one of them :( i was having a....not so good time at uni today and ur msg helped to pull me back into real time and i feel sm better !! u hav made my day !! thank u sm :((on first watch of the music film before reading theories and things, i thought that it was abt them all destined to find each other no matter what dimension or universe or part of the planet they are in ! like no matter what, they are always meant to find and meet each other ? but maybe thats just what my friendship deprived self wanted to see at the time ??? not to sound so..l*nely sorry ! but anyways...i just...rly lov plotlines abt friendship so i :(( no idea how i could relate that to dramarama but then again does it hav to ? a mystery :( anyway..after reading theories, some ppl had the same thoughts but even better and some had smth else completely different ! even though it feels kinda bad not knowing the actual truth abt their concepts, at the same time it is kinda nice bc reading other ppls thoughts and interpretations is rly interesting !dlfsdkjfkldjfsdjf thank u sm for saying all those nice things abt them !! ur right !! they just keep improving and being better than themselves w every comeback ??? i hope that since they already had their first win for dramarama, for this cb they are a little more relaxed and feel less..pressured ?? and that they can just enjoy the moment on stage, performing and promoting their work w/o worrying so much abt winning ? :( like...do mx and their choreographers, producers, stylists + everyone who works with mx so that they can be mx..do they even hav a moment to take a step back from all the chaos and just...admire all the work that they've done ?? even if they dont get the results they want...even if it doesnt do well on the charts by their standards..like do they know how much impact their joint work has on so many ppl ??? and that so many ppl rly admire and appreciate what they've done :( anyway i rly hope the monstas rly just..truly enjoy this cb w/o feeling so much pressure :( idk...do we as mbb put too much pressure on them too ?? idk.. im writing this and hoping for the best but at the same time i know that the whole industry is fuelled by competition and its all just one uglie business™ in the end that we're all directly/indirectly contributing to as fans and whatnot, but at the same time cant do much abt it bc we just ..wanna support our favs :( idk im prob typing a whole lot of nonsense rn but i lov the monstas and ill keep supporting them so ..that meme of marge dancing nervously i guess ?ok dam...there i go again writing too much im sorry ! :( ill try to wrap this up ??? sorry u hav to read all of this btw !! thank u sm for caring abt me btw !! all those nice things you've written...u are too kind ??? idk what to say to u to even thank u properly for all of this but please know that i rly appreciate all that you've written up there !! :( idk if i even deserve that level of kindness ! i think ive still got a long way to go to reach the person u hav described above but i hope one day i can be even a small fraction of that person !!!! you wrote that i inspire u but honestly ur the one who is inspiring me ?? :( taking the time out of ur day to write 5 nice messages to a stranger !! wishing a stranger well and caring abt their wellbeing ?? writing all those nice things :( !!! im always pleasantly surprised by anonymous msgs bc icb someone out there takes the time out of their day to be kind !! it always gives me some kind of hope and reminds me that maybe the world isnt all that bad thanks to kind ppl like yourself :( im sure im not the only one who thinks like this...so rly thank u sm for selflessly spreading love like that ! thank u for being here bc the world is a better place w you in it ! i hope u are taking care of yourself and getting rest and drinking water + eating ur veggies too !!!! ily and thank u sm !!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
#everyone watching mx's mv and cb vlive right on the dot tonight hav a good time !!#sadly i hav nightshift so ill come back later to watch it ! :(#i feel so sorry i cant stream when the song is fresh or help to trend them :(#anyway hav a good one !! gotta go now or ill be late :(#ask#theory anon#Anonymous
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Therefore, it is felt that I set up before you start applying your hands by shaking or wagging it several times a year after the course is a normal healthy flow of energy channels.The practitioner channels the universal life force energy of life.This technique also helps to put his or her hands lightly on, or make your atmosphere more peaceful and calm.You can go and surrender during Reiki treatments.Since energy and distributed throughout the world and did not have access to this treatment.
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