#and the fucking answer to so many of my issues rn is like just do that then or just stop doing that then but i cant i dont know why im just
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I hate my job. forget all the usual complaints about people telling me they don't have inboxes while logged into gmail and the website they need to go to is actually an email address but I just.
I was helping this guy and it was just a regular interaction, with him being moderately annoying as is usual. well at the end of me scanning his papers he, out of nowhere says "wow ur so beautiful." and in my head I'm just yelling fuck!!!! because whyyyyy do men do this shit, especially when I'm at work like u r nothing but a customer to me and I will happily forget you the second I walk away. and ofc tonight my manager is working and she's like 5 feet away at the computer desk so like double fml. it's just so awkward and I feel so put on the spot and gross, you know?
well I just say thank you and take a step back (because again the interaction is done) and he doesn't take a hint but instead goes on to ask me if I have a boyfriend. I just say no and walk away.
and coworkers always say I should just lie and say yes but 1) I'm very weird about lying even as an adult and 2) something in me just resists saying I have a boyfriend so much. I'd (almost??) rather say I have a girlfriend but obviously i'm not doing that at work. idk it's almost like it feels more dishonest to say yes i have a boyfriend? but also i said no take a hint!
he didn't take a hint. he called me back over by saying he needed help with something else, which whatever, but no!! he said "u said no what does that mean. do you have a man or not" and again my manager is right there and it's so quiet in the library and i just said no again. and he pressed me AGAIN and finally i just said "i'm not having this conversation with you" and inside i was shaking? hmm that may be too much but i was just so deeply uncomfortable. and the minute i said that i feel like he got pissed-- and i saw my manager whip her head over to me. i just walked away and went to the workroom and my manager came in a few minutes later and was extremely supportive.
i just feel so gross about it all. why do men do this at work?? where i can't escape?? where my customer service rebels against the very idea of being firm or doing anything that a customer could view negatively even if rationally i know that me and my wellbeing? my sense if self? comes first (even if i know it isn't that deep).
tonight was the first time i've said no and walked away and also the first time i said point blank i'm not having this conversation. it felt good even if doing so was almost unbearably embarrassing? i was sitting in the back after my manager talked to me and i just felt. . . embarrassed.
and i KNOW this is wrong but i feel so self conscious like- do i dress provocatively at work? is it my fault? are coworkers judging me for my appearance like i'm inviting this to happen, like i want men to hit on me? i wanna ask a coworker if they think i should dress more conservatively but i was literally wearing black dress pants, a black sweater, and loafers. but were my clothes too tight? am i a complete unprofessional?
and then the whole queer thing is an entirely separate dimension. i tweet about it to vent when it happens but just-- the idea that men perceive me in such a way, especially when i am never aware of it, when i am doing nothing to cater to them, just makes me so uneasy. every time a guy hits on me at work i feel betrayed almost? like we are just customer service worker and customer. i literally dislike 99% of all people i talk to at work. and when they do this it just makes me feel like the rug has been pulled out from under me and the question of boyfriend just kinda makes my skin crawl.
#i know it isnt that deep#a guy hit on me at work#this is by far the ffirst time#idk i feel like im spiraling a bit over it#part of it was that he was so fucking pushy and i actually pushed back#bc i usually play the gane abd kindly say no i dont want their number#but i have been pissed all day and him doing that just irritated me so deeply i was able to be#confident enough to just shut him down but then he didnt take no as an answer!#plus my manager was there which definitely made it worse#and idk... its just weird when guys hit on me in general bc i have so many issues with being wanted (however much its just a cheap hit)#and all that jazz... like me? literally why lol im so painfully not attractive why is a stranger doing this rn....#whatever i just got home and am ginna read a txt fic to decompress#me
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#toy txt post#i guess i just need to find a different job since this one seems to be. not great for me#but i also like. dont know what wont be bad for me. like sorry i just dont think there are jobs that are accessible to me that arent going#to feel Like This#at least in some way. and this one has good insurance and shit. and if i can get my shit together it has fucking. paid community service#time that i could theoretically use to like. volunteer at the aquarium or smth and have a day off for it and get paid by my job#which could be a foot in the door to a career that i am interested in but im just fucking. stuck and fatigued and in pain and wallowing and#have no fucking energy and i cant do anything and im fucking nocturnal and i joke about it and i was fine with it but i hate it i hate#not seeing the fucking sun and i miss my old job which is INSANE but i know what i miss about that job was#that it was part time. and i regret not doing more with that#but im also allergic to normal hours i guess i dont fucking know#i know part of it is prolly just feeling profoundly out if control of my life so i just stay up bc at least thats quiet time for me#w no expectations but thats not even tru bc i shoukd be at least doing my fucking laundry or smth cos it would make sense#and the fucking answer to so many of my issues rn is like just do that then or just stop doing that then but i cant i dont know why im just#like this ive always been like this stupid useless cant fucking do anything cant fix my shit just fucking wallowing and angry and doing#nothing and its just gotten worse cos now i have fucking chronic pain and fatigue and now i REALLY do FUCKALL#im depressdd and anxious and in pain i should get a therapist but thats hard and i dont fucking trust ppl#i should move out and maybe that would help bc i wouldnt feel like i have to wear a mask around my own house but im barely functioning#as is w a lot of support from my mom i cant fucking live on my own#not to mention the whole country being so fucking. Bad rn. ive done nothing all day not even resting#and tomorrow ill wake up too late and be in a rush and in pain and tired and just#i dont fucking know#im so miserable and lately so many topics can just send my stupid little brain just Spiralling but i dont want to say that i dont want ppl#to feel weird for talking about fucking college. i dont want to sit here being so bitter that something in my brain broke about school#im happy for ppl who can do their fucking college shit i just. smth wrong in my brain and i cant dwell on it and i try not to be too#outwardly negative about it cos i dont want ppl to feel like they cant talk to me about it or smth idk#rambling and venting and im gonna hit tag limit lmao for sure#been having the same goddamn problems nonstop for my whole life and its just that i cant fucking do anything#i have too much shit i should rid of#whatever
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idk idk i’m just imagining eddie being like bold bold
“you wish you could handle me”
“yes, i do. roughly…thoroughly…for hours…”
AGGHHHH I LOVE THIS I’m SCREAMING. I hope this is what u had in mind <3
Content: teasing, dirty talk, being interrupted, sexual tension, dry humping
I’m on vacation rn so I might not post as many fics this weekend, just wanted to let y’all know
Eddie Munson was bold, no other word for it. He would take every opportunity to say the most out of pocket and uncalled for things, just blinking innocently with those big brown eyes. He got away with a lot of bullshit because of those eyes.
That’s how he got himself into this situation, lying on his best friend’s chest, high out of his mind, telling her they’d be perfect together.
She simply giggled, twirling a strand of his hair around her finger. "You wish you could handle me, Munson."
"Yes, I do. Roughly...throughly...for hours,” he replied bluntly, staring up at her with those eyes. Those fucking innocent baby cow eyes that could do no wrong.
"Oh my god. You're so cheesy.” She shook her head, trying to hide the fact her words were getting to her. Even after all the continued flirting, it still had an embarrassingly big effect on her.
“Baaaabe. I’m serious,” he whined, smashing his face against her chest as if it were a pillow.
“No you’re not,” she muttered quietly, not thinking he would hear her.
“What if I was serious?” He asked, a little smirk on his face to mask the slight breathiness of his voice.
“I’d ask what you meant when you said thoroughly.”
“Well first.” From his place on top of her, he brushed his hands down her sides. “I would strip you down to nothing.” He pushed her skirt up, fingers clenching around her thighs.
“Eddie,” she gasped, hips jerking up to roll against his.
“Slow down, baby. I’ve been waiting years for this, let me take my time.”
“What else? What else would you do?” She pleaded for an answer and for him to continue with whatever filthy thought he was about to share.
“Right. Then I’d go to work on you with my fingers.” He ran said fingers over her panties, pressing the fabric against her clit. “Seeing as your already soaked it shouldn’t be that much of an issue but I wanna make sure you’re nice and ready for my cock.”
He looked to her expectantly and she nodded for him to continue. “And then I’d do you, babe. Every position you could think of. Lay you down and make sweet sweet love to my girl.” She giggled despite herself, amused by his phrasing.
“Get you nice and filled with my cum.” His hips started to grind against hers. “You’d like that, being stuffed full of me?”
“Yeah…” she admitted shyly, dizzy with his closeness.
“Then I’d eat it out of you.” He really was fucking filthy. She whined at his words, one hand tangling in his hair and the other grasping at the bedsheets.
“Eddie I’m home,” his uncle yelled from the other room, trailer door opening and closing to emphasize his return.
He flinched away from her, moving to a less risky position beside her. She turned to face him, one lip furrowed between her teeth and her pupils blown out with lust. “But maybe we should just start with a kiss.”
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her against his chest. “Yeah. Good idea.” Their noses brushed, lips barely an inch apart.
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So… last week I made a vent post about an accessibility issue I’d had with some podcasters. I really only meant for the post to be read by my followers (who to my knowledge aren’t familiar with the podcast in question) which is why I put minimal tags on it and didn’t name the show.
But… the post got legs that I wasn’t expecting, and eventually a lot of people asked for the name of the show. I hadn’t intended on creating a whole big thing, so I was kind of reluctant, but I did see the logic in what they were saying — as a disabled woman myself, I would also want to know if I were supporting podcasters whose values did not align with mine. So I told people quietly in the notes that the show had been Old Gods of Appalachia.
Things… did not stay quiet.
Frankly speaking, one of the reasons why I don’t write as many posts about disability and ableism these days is because I got tired of people writing to me and telling me that people like me should be dead. So you can imagine what kind of fucking week I’ve been having since all that blew up. It’s been a very high symptom week, too, so I’m just. Very tired and stressed rn.
Personally, I’d be happy to never talk about it again and try to get back to my everyday life, but I did think it was important to note that the creators of OGOA must have gotten wind of the post, and they did contact me.
I won’t post the whole email here, but it was a good response. Since seeing my post, they’d tried getting in contact with the venue and realized very quickly why I’d been so frustrated. They ended up needing to go through their booking agent to get any kind of answers — so like, to the people who sent me a thousand messages telling me I was an entitled idiot who just needed to contact the venue, please know that none of you were remotely helpful.
Again, I’m not going to post the entire email, but I did think it was important to be fair and use the same platform that I used to vent to tell people that they seem committed to doing better in the future. They told me that they would be making sure that they have all this information going forward and that they would no longer allow it to be such a barrier to entry for disabled fans.
They invited me back to the show and… god, I’ll admit it. I really had to think about my answer. Not to sound ungrateful, but after the week I’ve had, even thinking about the podcast, the podcasters, and that damn live show has me stressed af. I had to really consider whether I even wanted to go.
But in the months since I first contacted them, they added a show that’s a lot closer to where I live, so rather than a weekend trip, I could just take a single bus. And it’s near one of my favorite Japanese restaurants in the city, so if all else fails, I can at least have some good katsudon. So I will be going to the Philadelphia show.
(Though for fellow disabled fans, Terakawa Ramen is not wheelchair accessible. 🙃 Most days I can do the two steps into the restaurant, but not always. Philly, I love and loathe you.)
Anyway, I wanted to reply to them before I made a post here, but… yeah. We’ve worked things out, I think. Only the future can tell what they'll do going forward but they do seem committed to doing better.
To me, there are always two goals when I write about disability and ableism. The first is that disabled people will feel seen. That is always, always my primary goal. It’s so easy for us to feel invisible and unimportant, and I always want to make you all feel seen, just like I want to feel seen. The second is that able-bodied folks will listen and learn and do their best to support their disabled peers in the future.
So… I think that my post managed to fulfill both of those goals. A lot of disabled people have reblogged that post and have talked about their own experiences, and a lot of them have explicitly said how much that post makes them feel seen. And the podcasters in question seem to have really reflected on their actions and seem to want to do better going forward.
So as incredibly fucking stressed out as I’ve been, I guess I can’t regret making the post. It’s always good to know that your words can have impact. The post has long since moved out of my friends circle so I assume it’ll just keep circulating and I’ll keep getting shitty anons and chat messages, but I’m just gonna focus on what good has come from it. I’m hopeful that my post will make life tangibly better for at least a few disabled people, and I’m encouraged by the fact that podcasters who I’d formerly liked do actually seem to want to do the work needed to improve.
And uh I’m not answering any more messages from people who just wanna swear at me. I’m tired. Leave me alone.
#it took me six hours to get out of bed today due to dizziness so like#forgive me if I'm not quite as coherent as usual lmao#it really has been a SUPER bad week as far as symptoms go#old gods of appalachia#OGOA#podcasts#cw:#ableism#disability
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An issue I need to address:
TW: Drama, cussing…yk all that jazz. I apologize that this post is what you all are receiving from me today. But I need to talk about this before it get’s worse.
Okay, I just want to clarify that there should be no hate being sent towards @osctwordfan for this. Hate and hurtful comments will not and cannot fix what has been done. But that does not I am not angry about it. I am mad. I am livid. Only two people on this site has been able to make me this genuinely upset and it’s frustrating that making a PUBLIC POST is the only way to get this person’s attention.
4 days ago, May 16th, @osctwordfan started following me. Which, I greatley appreciated because HELLO??? Who wouldn’t, right? A new follower is just an awesome feeling to have. So, I checked their blog to see what they liked and we shared SO many similar interests it was almost scary. And I followed back.
If you know me for a while, you know my whole “Hi new mutual 💝” message I send to my new mutuals. Because 1: I love talking to people and 2: I just want others to feel like they’re welcome. (If you haven’t received one yet it’s either bc you’re a little older than me or idk how to send the message. BUT YOU WILL GET ONE TRUST 💞💓💘💖💝)
And you all know how you can SEE when someone is online? Well, they were online when I texted this. And I got no response. I just assumed it was nervousness or shyness so I didn’t really question it. Until a few minuetes later they reblogged my “You can always ask” fic.
Which, woo-hoo I guess. But my message was still not answered. But I didn’t think it was THAT deep.
The next day, May 17th, I noticed they were online. I sent a quick “Hi” again, awaiting a response. About 5 minutes later I was met with one, except it wasn’t the one I was expecting or hoping for.
It was a request. For a fanfiction. Okay okay cool. Coolio. You…ignore my two messages of me just simply saying a quick “hello” and you don’t answer…instead you ask for a tickle fanfiction of some turtles?
I get people are shy. I get that. I do. But me and one of my best friends were talking about it on Insta and it made no damn sense. Following, reblogging and requesting things from an individual that’s been trying to speak with you for the past few days and you not responding and then ASKING something of them is just…weird.
Me and one of my best friend’s convo:
So, on May 18th I saw they were online again, and so I texted the following:
Which I felt was fine. It was straight to the point. But where my anger really emegred was when I got notifications of my fics being reblogged by the same person. AGAIN. NOT EVEN 3 MINUTES LATER.
And then May 19th they liked another post of mine. Although it was a post that you would have to DIG DEEP FOR. Because I made it a year ago and only 4 people liked it (INCLUDING ME.). So you would have to LOOK LOOK to find it.
Then yesterday, May 20th, was just my breaking point. I was chilling, having a nice evening, talking with my fellow mutuals, writing a fic (AND FINISHING WOO-HOO) until I get a notification. And guess what? It’s just another reblog by the same person.
Did I get any responses of my pervious texts? Nope. Not at ALL.
I am sick and hurt of being treated as if I’m just a computer that makes fanfictions.
I am a PERSON. A human being that for the past week has been trying to talk with you. And you at fucking 16 should understand that.
You are one whole year older than me and you think you have the right to treat me this way. Who the absolute hell do you think you are?
Because let me get this through your head: I live in an African and Jamaican household, and one thing that we let each other know day in and day out is to never ever let someone make you feel like you’re less.
So when you see this @osctwordfan I am hoping you have a good explanation regarding to last week.
@ ing mutual’s in this because this is INSANE and I am LIVID rn:
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A/N: Hey y’all! Here’s another Phinks oneshot requested by one of my wattpad readers! My requests are always open, just keep in mind that it may take me awhile to get to them bc i’m working on sooo many fics rn. Anyway, hope you enjoy! <3
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Warning: Sexual content
The mission was simple: break into the social club on the edge of town and steal the valuables that were said to be hidden in the safe. What the intel failed to mention was that the social club was a common hangout for the local mafia members. When the four of you broke in, you were completely swarmed. Of course, those grunts couldn't actually use nen, so it didn't pose much of a challenge, but a heads up still would have been nice.
"What's wrong? Why are you holding back?" You asked Phinks as he snapped the neck of the last man in the most recent wave of enemies, dropping him into a heap on the ground.
"Huh? Whachya mean, holding back?"
"Oh sorry, I just thought you had to have some kind of intense power to be a part of the phantom troupe."
You hadn't been with the troupe for long, so you hadn't gotten to see everyone's abilities, but you were very impressed with the few that you had seen. It made sense why they had the sort of reputation that they did.
"The hell are you saying?"
"Nothing, forget it. Let's just catch up with Shalnark and Feitan." The hallway ahead of you split into two paths. You weren't exactly sure which one led to the other spiders. "Uh, any idea where they went?"
"I was a little busy when they ran off," he snapped.
Why was he always so fucking defensive?
"Alright, guess we'll have to split up to find them. You think you can handle yourself?"
He rolled his eyes as he pushed past you. "Don't get too cocky, newbie."
You both picked a hallway to follow. It became clear pretty quickly that you had chosen the right path. More blood and bodies covered the floor the further you went. Eventually, you found Feitan and Shalnark standing at the end of the hallway. Behind them was a large, metal door.
"Oh, hey y/n!" Shalnark called when he saw you. "Perfect timing."
"Where's Phinks?" Feitan asked impatiently.
"He went down the other hallway to look for you guys."
He gave an annoyed grunt as he pulled out his phone. "Will text him."
"So, how's your first official mission going so far? You sure you still wanna be a troupe member?" Shalnark asked you.
"It's not all that bad," you laughed. "I hadn't talked to Phinks much before this, though. What the hell is his problem?"
"Good question," Feitan muttered as he read Phinks's immediate reply to his text.
Shalnark laughed. "Aw, come on! Phinks is a great guy. He's just got a lot of. . ."
"Anger issues?" Feitan offered.
Shalnark shook his head. "No, that's not it."
"Stupidity?"
"Not that either."
"Don't know what else it could be."
Shalnark's eyes lit up. "Passion! Yeah, that's it."
Feitan hummed, clearly thinking his answers were better.
"We havin a party over here?" Phinks asked as he strolled up. "What the hell are you guys doing just standing around?"
"Well, we were waiting for you to catch up," Shalnark explained.
"Took you long enough," you teased.
Phinks opened his mouth, likely to cuss you out for picking on him, but Shalnark cut him off.
"So anyway, this door might give us a bit of trouble. I can try to hack the digital lock, unless you have any other ideas, Phinks?"
Feitan snickered. "Really asking him?"
Phinks reared on him. "Hey, listen here, you little runt, I'm as capable of coming up with solutions as anyone else!"
"Whatever you say."
"I don't need this," Phinks huffed before taking a few steps back. "Watch and learn."
He activated his nen and charged at the door, preparing to throw his body into it. At the last second, it swung open, causing him to crash to the floor. You and Feitan couldn't help but laugh.
"Whoops! Sorry, Phinks," Shalnark apologized. "I ended up being able to hack it after all."
Phinks groaned, rolling onto his back. "It's fine, Shal. No harm done, right?"
"Just to your ego," Feitan said. "Proved us right."
"I dunno," you countered, "even I didn't think he could be that pathetic."
He lifted his head to look at you. "You wanna quit talkin shit?"
You shrugged. "I'm just being honest"
He scoffed in response. "That's it." Phinks pushed himself off of the ground, dusting himself off. "Fei, Shal, you think you can handle the rest of this mission?"
They both looked at each other, clearly confused. It was Shalnark who finally answered. "Uh, sure, yeah."
With that, Phinks stormed over to you, picked you up, and threw you over his shoulder like it was nothing.
"Hey!" You shrieked. "Put me down!"
"Relax, will ya? You and I are just gonna go have a chat about this fucking attitude of yours."
"I can walk just fine on my own, though! Shalnark, will you talk some sense into this brute?"
Shalnark waved at you as you disappeared around the corner of the hallway. "See you guys later! Remember that spiders aren't allowed to kill each other!"
You couldn't believe his response. The other two were really just letting Phinks carry you off to god-knows-where to bitch you out. Fucking traitors.
Phinks found an empty room—some sort of storage room judging by the piles of boxes and shelves of junk—that he decided was private enough for him to say whatever was on his mind. He locked the door behind him so that no stray mafia members would interrupt and finally set you back on your feet. As soon as he did, you punched him in the shoulder.
"Ow! What the hell is that for?!"
"For treating me like a god damn rag doll!"
You went to swing again, but he caught your fist and pinned you against the wall.
"Will you calm the fuck down?"
"No, you're acting like a dickhead."
"Me? You're the one firing off all the snarky comments. Didn't anyone ever teach you any manners?"
"Oh, you're right. I forgot i'm supposed to respect my elders," you spat. "Sorry, geezer."
He gave a wry laugh. "You know, with the way you're acting, it seems like you might be trying to hide something."
"Oh yeah? Like what?"
He moved one of his hands from where it kept you pinned, tilting your head so that your eyes met. "I think you've got a little crush."
It was your turn to laugh. "You can't be serious."
A crush? Absolutely not. Sure, when you'd first seen Phinks you couldn't help but admire him—I mean, come on, his body was stupidly gorgeous—but your interest was quickly crushed by his personality. You hated men who thought they were god's gift to humanity.
"Don't think I haven't noticed you staring at me back at the base." He smirked. "You want me, don't you? That's why you're being such a brat—it's just to get my attention."
You scoffed. "God, you're so fucking cocky."
"Be honest," he leaned closer so his lips nearly brushed your ear. "Does it make you want me even more?"
His warm breath made you shiver. It didn't go unnoticed by Phinks, who started to chuckle before you pushed him away.
"Knock it off!"
"Why?" He asked. "Because you know i'm right?"
"You're not," you insisted, trying to keep your pride in-tact.
"Oh, come on, I felt the way you reacted when I was close to you." His finger traced your ear to emphasize his point.
You smacked his hand away. "I'm not sure what you mean."
"Right." He ran his thumb over your bottom lip, following the action with his eyes. "So you're telling me that if I tried to kiss you right now, you'd stop me?"
"Why don't you find out?"
He frowned. "Are you just looking for an excuse to hit me?"
"I don't need an excuse."
"Guess I might as well take my chances, then."
He wrapped his fingers in your hair and pulled you to him so that your lips met.
You didn't punch him. Hell, you didn't even try to push him away. Your eyes just fluttered shut as the world melted around you. What the hell was wrong with you?
You opened your eyes again when the two of you broke apart. You'd be lying if you said that you were surprised by the smug look on his face.
"Guess I was right."
"No, you absolutely were not!" You denied, though your voice sounded incredibly shrill and unconvincing as it left your throat.
He crossed his arms over his chest. "Then why'd you let me kiss you?"
"Spiders don't fight."
It was a pathetic excuse.
"You would've been well within your rights to slap me if you wanted. I wouldn't have held it against you."
"I didn't know."
"Would it really have changed the way you reacted?"
"It might've, yeah."
Even you didn't believe it as you said it. Really, you knew that Phinks fully expected you to slap him when he'd kissed you. Things certainly would've been a whole lot easier if you had. Now you were left questioning yourself.
His hand found its way back into your hair. "Well, here, i'll do it again so you have the chance."
"No, don't do that!"
"Why not? Because you're lying? Because you know you secretly want me to?"
Your face was starting to feel impossibly hot. "That's not it at all!"
"Oh, really? Then what is it? You're afraid of hurting me?"
"I. . ."
He laughed. He knew he'd won. "You had so much to say earlier. Where'd all that sass go?"
You pursed your lips, glaring daggers at him. "Shut up."
"You're cute when you act tough."
"I'll kick your ass, you know."
He brushed his thumb over your cheek, flashing you that gorgeous, crooked smile that you could barely stomach. "Oh, I'm sure you will."
"Don't patronize me. I fucking mean it."
"Mhmm."
You frowned, feeling your annoyance battling it out with the sexual tension. You weren't sure which would win.
Ultimately, it was Phinks who threw in te towel. He untangled his fingers from your hair and stepped away from you, moving to leave the room.
You felt breathless without his touch, without having him so close to you.
"Where the hell are you going?" You called after him.
He turned back to you. "I figured we were done talking. I mean, you told me that my theory was wrong, so what more is there left to say?"
He turned again to leave. You rushed forward, grabbing him by the shoulder and spinning him around. You'd been so ready to tell him off, to give him a piece of your mind, but as soon as your eyes met you froze.
"What's this all about, huh?" he asked.
"We don't. . . we don't have to say anything."
"The hell do you mean by that?"
You threw your arms around the back of his neck, pulling him into a kiss. He was caught off guard for a second, but then you felt him smile against you. He had won. He was right. Whatever.
"So you do want me?" he teased, biting your bottom lip.
You flipped the two of you around so that he was the one pinned up against the wall. "Please, you couldn't wait to get me alone."
You pressed your mouth to his again, running your tongue over his bottom lip for him to grant you entrance. He dropped his jaw so that you could explore his mouth with your tongue. All the while you were working your fingers into his hair, pulling his head aside to expose his neck.
When you sunk your teeth into his skin he let out a combination of a yelp and a moan. "Jesus christ, woman."
"What?" You asked innocently, pressing a gentle kiss to the spot where you'd bitten him.
He chuckled, tilting his head for you to keep going. "You just might be more than I bargained for."
The corners of your mouth pricked up into a smirk. "I guarantee I am."
You sucked a harsh bruise onto his neck as you unzipped his jacket, slowly pushing it off of his shoulders and letting it drop to the floor. You hadn't ever seen him without it, so you hadn't realized just how toned he really was. His muscles rippled under the loosely fitting material of his tank top. You could hardly peel your eyes away.
"Wanna wipe up all that drool?" he teased.
"Fuck off."
"Nah, it's fine. You can admit you think i'm a dime."
You wrapped your hand around his throat. "Would you shut the hell up?"
His eyes went wide with excitement. "Yes ma'am."
Your clothes flew off piece by piece amidst a montage of sloppy kisses and teeth grazing skin until he was sat back against a stack of crates with you straddling his lap. You gripped his shoulders as you slowly sank down on his cock, mouth agape and brows furrowed in a silent, pained moan at the feeling of him stretching you out. He felt even bigger than he'd looked.
"You okay?" He asked, brushing your hair out of your face so he could look into your eyes as soon as your hips were resting on his.
"Just fine," you assured him, though you were sure your face was betraying you.
"So you'd be alright with me moving right now?" He shifted experimentally and you felt a surge of pain stemming from where the two of you were connected.
Your hands shot to his chest to stop him. "Let me."
You slowly raised your hips and lowered them back down on him, building up a rhythm to get yourself comfortable until you were all but bouncing on his dick. His hands held your ass, lazily guiding you up and down his shaft.
He threw his head back in a moan. "You're so fucking hot. Shoulda done this sooner. Shoulda made a move the second I laid eyes on you."
"I would've thought you were a jackass," you retorted.
He gave a breathy laugh in response. "Does that mean you don't now?"
"I'm not sure i'd say that."
His mouth quirked into an amused smile before he pulled you into a kiss, hot and passionate and wild. When you broke apart he rested his forehead against yours, letting his hands run over your skin to soothe you.
"Do you need me to hold back still?"
You shook your head.
"Then you might wanna brace yourself."
He gripped your hips and started thrusting up into you. You buried your face into his neck, clawing at his back and tugging at his hair, trying to keep yourself grounded as he pounded into you relentlessly. He didn't slow until his tip rammed your cervix, causing you to squeal into his shoulder.
He froze, pulling away so he could look at you. "Was that too much? Did I hurt you?"
"I'm fine," you assured him.
He rolled the two of you so that you were on your back. "I can slow it down for a sec," he said, rolling his hips so that he moved in long, slow strokes. With the angle he was at, he brushed all the right spots on each retreat. You were practically seeing stars.
"God, Phinks," you breathed.
"Yeah, babe? That feel good?"
"Fuck, yes."
Your hands snaked up his arms to pull him down into another kiss. Meanwhile, one of his hands moved between the two of you and settled on your clit. You gasped as his fingers started tracing circles against it and he used the opportunity to catch your bottom lip between his teeth.
You arched against him, letting out a low whine. You appreciated how gentle he was trying to be with his slow thrusts, but it wasn't enough.
"What is it, gorgeous?"
"I want more."
"More? You want me to be rough with you again?"
"Please."
He completely pulled out of you. The empty feeling left you ready to complain, but he cut you off when he grabbed you by the throat and said, "Get on your hands and knees."
You quickly scrambled to do as he'd asked, nearly shaking with anticipation as he positioned himself behind you. You were expecting the sensation of his cock head teasing your entrance, but instead he landed a hard slap on your ass.
"What the hell was that for?!" You yelped as he did it again.
"You think you can act like a brat all night long without any consequences? You should've known you had this coming. You were practically begging for me to put you in your place."
You didn't know how to react. You'd never had anyone treat you like that before. You were struggling to accept the fact that you kind of enjoyed it.
He folded himself over your body so that he was speaking directly in your ear. "Now, you're gonna take every inch of me like the good little slut you are, got it?"
You nodded, struggling to find words to respond to him.
Once he got the go-ahead, he shoved your face down into the floor so that your back arched, making your ass stick up. He gave it one last slap before forcing the whole length of his cock into you at once.
You cried out in pain, gritting your teeth as your walls accommodated his size.
"You can take it," he said, pressing a kiss to your neck. "Can't you?"
"Yes,” you whimpered.
"Good girl.”
His words caused a new heat to build between your legs. "Please," you begged, "fuck me."
"Whatever you want, princess."
He pulled back his hips and slammed them into you again, repeating the action over and over until he was was hammering into you even faster than before. You could feel that familiar coil of pleasure building once more, threatening to snap. As if Phinks could sense it, he dropped a hand down to give attention to your clit again.
"Come for me, babe. I know you're close." He nipped at your ear. "I wanna feel you come on my cock. I wanna ride you through it until you're all fucked out. Let go for me."
You did, letting your orgasm wash over you, carrying all of the tension in your body with it until you practically melted into Phinks. It was pure bliss.
He groaned as he felt your walls clench around him and grabbed your hips, using them as handlebars to help him chase his own release. Within moments, you felt him stutter and a warmth spread through you, letting you know that he'd finished as well.
Once the fog had cleared a bit from his head, he pulled out of you and rolled onto the floor, laying on his back. You collapsed beside him and watched his chest rise and fall heavily as he caught his breath.
"You gonna be alright?" You asked. "I know senior citizens are at a higher risk for heart attacks if they overexert themselves."
He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you into him, tilting your chin up and slipping his thumb between your lips.
"You sure do like to mouth off. Maybe next time we'll have to put this to better use."
You spat his thumb out. "Next time? You've got the wrong idea. This was just a one-off thing."
He gave a hearty chuckle, like what you said had genuinely amused him. "Sure it was, babe. Whatever you say."
#fanfic#wattpad#anime#writing#phinks#phinks x reader#hxh phinks#phinks magcub#phinks magkav#hxh smut#hxh x reader#hxh#hunter x hunter
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it is literally canon that Martha stayed with Ten even though she knew he didn’t love her back. she stayed because she was in love with him. you can think whatever you want in fan spaces, but staying with him for love is exactly what she did. Ten was an ass to Martha in so many ways during this season, I think he coped with being the object of her desire (and even bragged about it to Donna).
sorry i'm putting my foot down here. anon we are watching different shows because in the very first episode ten is uncomfortable and shuts her down the minute he catches that martha has an interest in him. he (as stated by david tennant) spends nearly the entire season unaware of her crush. "i don't think he's [aware of her feelings for him]. i don't think he'd do that otherwise. i think he gets aware as the season rumbles on" — but even then, he still has that line in sound of drums where he goes "it's like when you fancy someone and they don't know you exist" to her. you could interpret this in either one of two ways, either he's trying his hardest to ignore her crush and is acting like it doesn't exist, or he honest to god still does not know. and when we're talking about a character that has a famously long history of being not involved in romance or being unaware of standard romantic conventions, the fact that he isn't aware of how she feels (however long that may be, but we know it extends over a majority of their time together) makes much more sense than... i dont even know. going out of your way to make someone fall in love with you but the moment you think she's in love with you you go "what the fuck! don't do that! back off!". like??!? and as someone who has been the object of an unrequited crush from one of my close friends before, it's difficult to look back on this person without thinking about it or feeling guilty over it. this is exactly what the scene with ten and donna reads like to me; they're talking about the relationship ten and martha had and he brings it up bc it's been directly on his mind (he's fucking tactless about it but being tactless is like one of his primary personality traits!). it's one of the reasons she left him! it's the reason why he rejects donna initially before finding out she wasn't interested in him! i'm not trying to say that their relationship was healthy or that s3 ten did nothing wrong or whatever but god will you all kill him for the crimes he actually committed
as for martha, i feel like you're misunderstanding the point i was making about her and i already got into arguments in two separate posts over it so i'll just leave it at "if you think her crush is her only personality trait and the only reason she chooses to stay with ten is /thinking he'll eventually fall in love with her back/ then please get well soon". look at shakespeare code when after ten compares her to rose and says he'll take her back home she sarcastically goes "great!" or at the beginning of gridlock when she goes "ever heard of the word 'rebound'?" (i could write another long post about this line but that's not the point rn) - she isn't having a good time! she knows ten isn't treating her very well! but the reason she doesn't want it to be "just one trip" isn't bc she's romantically pursuing him (which is the point i specifically took issue with) or even bc of her crush, it's bc she knows ten is grieving—he lost his home planet, his people, his kind-of-girlfriend and just needs someone with him and SHE KNOWS THAT! BETTER THAN HE DOES! look at family of blood: she's asked why she's his companion and she answers "because he's lonely". she KNOWS he needs her and as a character established from day 1 to be someone learning to save people for a living i don't think it's a massive stretch to say that she's not 100% in it for herself. if you take the show at face value, it's saying that martha is straight up wasting the years of her life and isn't getting nearly as much out of her friendship with ten the way he is with her. this extends to multiple areas of their relationship. and forgive me if i'm being too fucking bold but "thinking whatever you want in fan spaces" is a mentality you treat shipping with, not "analyzing the character writing of a writer first and foremost known and praised for his character writing"
#maybe i'm a victim of projecting or whatever but i dont even fucking care at this point ive watched series 3#THREE separate times to try to get what the 'ten was leading martha on' take was saying and every time it made less and less sense to me#sorry. if this makes me pretentious or a haver of bad takes but i will die on this hill specifically#dr who#10 era#girl this post is so long and stupid i need someone to turn me into an oyster or perhaps shrimp
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Hey!! I'm not sure if you're still active here, so if not, sorry. Can you write about Nd!Yuqi being ashamed of herself and Shuhua helping her with this? Also sorry for my bad English, and if you don't want to do it or can't do it, that's okay too
slamming doors
|| cg!Shuhua little/nd!Yuqi
•CW: anger issues, hitting pillow, swearing
i am active just a bit busy rn !! ur english is fine chickpea don’t worry
Yuqi furiously slams the door behind her. Frustrations are too quick to build these days, with work being so constantly demanding of her, both emotionally and physically, it gets harder and harder not to become upset.
She immediately storms to her room, and throws her belongings on the ground, in a fit of anger, belongings be damned. Yuqi stands in the middle of the room, angrily staring down at the ground. There are so many emotions swirling, not just the anger that’s so blatantly shown on her face.
She doesn’t want to acknowledge any of them, she just wants to seep in her anger, and be upset. Everything fades around her as she clenches her fists, climbs onto the very neatly made bed, and starts to hit at the pillows.
She practically sees red, as she sits there, mindlessly hitting the pillows as frustrated tears stream down her face. She’s let everything build and build without ever bringing attention to the way she feels. A bad habit she hasn’t been able to break yet.
Yuqi keeps hitting, even as her arms grow weary and tired. On one hand, all the rage boiling in her blood feels right. She wants to be angry forever, to never have to face her problems and just yell, and scream for the rest of all time. But on the other hand, she’s tired, her anger always leads to some sort of mass exhaustion. She lets out a shout, as her arms finally grow too tired to continue on. Yuqi hangs her head low, as she angrily wipes away the tears flowing down her face, as she sniffles. All the emotions she’s let bottle up inside for the past months, is finally coming to a crescendo. Before she can dissolve into a fit of sobs, there’s footsteps coming from the doorframe.
Yuqi freezes, as her blood runs cold. She knows whos footsteps those are.
“Yuqi-” Shuhua’s voice rings in the silence of the room. Her voice is a mix of concern, and comfort all at once.
“Don’t.” Yuqi growls, her hands balling into fists for the second time tonight. Her head still hangs low, as she takes a shaky breath.
There’s more footsteps quickly approaching the bed, and the last thing Yuqi wants is Shuhua to be here while she’s having this... fit. This meltdown that’s simply been waiting to happen for months on end. She doesn’t want Shuhua to coddle her through this. To hold her, care for her... to make things better. No. She doesn’t need this, she doesn’t need Shuhua.
“I said don’t!” Yuqi yells, not daring to face the other woman in the room. There’s no way that she’s going to cooperate tonight. Not without a fight.
“Yuqi, what is the matter?” Shuhua questions, moving closer to the bed. Yuqi can tell that she’s right behind her. Looming, waiting for an answer.
Yuqi doesn’t have a witty, or snarky remark, so she goes for the simplest thing she can think of right now.
“Go away.” She mutters bitterly, crossing her arms in front of her chest, as she almost fully curls in on herself. She doesn’t want Shuhua to see her like this, to have to be here when her anger is so palpable, so seethingly coursing through her body to the point where she just can’t control it.
Having control over her emotions is a task that’s all too laborious at the moment. She hears Shuhua take a deep breath behind her, and somehow, it sets her off.
“I know I’m just a fucking nuisiance, so why don’t you just leave?!” She shouts, a bitter venom in her voice, part of her knows, that what she just said isn’t true, but the other half of her truly does believe it.
“Yuqi. If you know what’s good, you’ll let me help you.” Shuhua says softly, but there’s a sort of edge to her voice. An edge that makes Yuqi flinch.
“Why should I?” She challenges, finally turning around to face the other. She’s met with a fairly disheveled Shuhua. Her clothes are all wrinkled, the buttons of her blazer haphazardly buttoned up, some buttons even in the wrong place. Her hair is all messed up, and almost poofy from the humidity of the rain today. Her appearance is a stark contrast to the look on her face.
“Yuqi-“ Shuhua starts again, but Yuqi interrupts before she can get another syllable out.
“No. No, why should I listen? Why should I stop what I’m best at? Causing problems!” Emotions rise high, as Yuqi laughs bitterly. “Why would you ever want to help? You should just pack your shit and leave like Soojin did! There’s no fixing me. I’m done playing games, it’s stupid! It’s stupid and you know it.” She snaps, fists clenching so hard her nails are about to break the skin.
She sees something akin to anger flash across Shuhua’s face. Finally. Something in her facade is about to break. Something other than Shuhua’s unconditional love, her tenderness, her care. Whatever’s about to occur, Yuqi is sure she’s ready for it.
“Listen to me dammit. I care about you alright? I care about you so much but you saying all this is so selfish. Do you know how much it hurts? It hurts to see this? It hurts when you shout at me like this, like I’ve done something wrong?”
Oh. Oh no.
There’s a sound akin to a sniffle. “I just want to help.”
Yuqi doesn’t think she’s ever heard Shuhua sound so defeated. So beat down. Now her face truly matches her appearance. There’s barely any sounds coming from the room now. Yuqi feels trapped, until finally, another sniffle breaks the silence. And that’s when it all finally clicks. When Yuqi finally realized everything she’s said, it comes crashing down faster than she can process, she feels small. Everything she’s said…everything she’s done tonight. Shameful tears well up in her eyes, and not for the first time tonight, do tears roll down her face.
“Shu.” She calls, so simple. She has to apologize, she has to make things right, right now. She can’t stand the murky feeling in the pit of her stomach anymore. All the rage has vanished, in favor of sadness, and shame instead.
“M’ sorry.” She says quietly. “M’ sorry, m’ sorry.” She whispers again. What else can she say? She doesn’t know how to express it in any other way.
There’s a dip in the bed, and before she can look up, she feels Shuhua’s warm arms around her. She feels Shuhua’s shoulders shaking, a sure sign of crying, right now she can’t help but cry along with her. All these big emotions have taken so much out of her, especially her outburst. Now she just feels sad, and worn out.
She eventually feels Shuhua stop crying, and she hears soft, shushing noises. Yuqi feels enticed to quiet down, as the noise comforts her, and makes her feel sleepy all at once. After she calms down, Shuhua pulls back from the embrace, until they’re face to face.
“There you are.” Shuhua says with a familiar smile, “There’s my girl.” her eyes look red, no doubt Yuqi’s look the same, but there’s something strangely comforting about it, something Yuqi can’t quite place. Shuhua wipes her face, as she takes a deep breath. “Let’s get comfortable, and then we can talk, ok?” She asks, her voice a little wobbly, as she takes another few breaths.
Yuqi nods sleepily, as she feels Shuhua wipe her stray tears away. In no more than a few seconds, Shuhua is up, and gathering items. Yuqi’s eyes stay glued to her form, as she watches Shuhua go back and forth between drawers in all different places. When she gets back, there’s some pajamas, her stuffed puppy, and a pacifier, still in its case. Yuqi doesn’t say much, as she lets Shuhua move her around, and get her in pajamas. Eventually, Shuhua leaves the room. Yuqi whines, but focuses on her puppy, she plays for a bit, until she hears footsteps fast returning.
“Time for baba honey.” Shuhua says softly. Yuqi perks up, as she tries to sit up, but everything is so heavy at the moment, it feels like she’s trying to lift weights, and there’s a thick fog clouding her senses. Shuhua quickly rushes over to help her up, as she gently holds her in her lap. “Open.” She whispers, and Yuqi does just that. The perfectly warm milk starts to make her even more sleepy, and her eyes all the more heavy. Once she finally finishes all of the bottle, Shuhua gently sets it aside on the nightstand. Shuhua hands Yuqi her puppy once more, and changes herself, and in a few moments, they’re tucked in bed.
The lights are dim, providing a cozy, but quiet environment. That is, until Shuhua speaks up. “Yuqi, chick, what’s the matter?” She asks quietly, petting Yuqi’s hair waiting for a response.
Yuqi, in a very young headspace, responds as best as she can. “Sad, and mad. I tired Shushu.” She says simply, hugging her puppy closer.
Just like that, Shuhua seems to understand, and somehow, in some nonverbal way, Yuqi knows that. Shuhua snuggles up closer to the little one, as she wraps her arms around the girl, and begins to rock them gently.
“I’m sorry that things are really hard.” She starts, taking a breath. “But you know, no matter what happens, in this whole wide world, you can talk to me. Shushu will always, always help, and make things better for you. We’re a team, right honey?”
Yuqi smiles, and nods, cuddling impossibly closer. As she smiles, she taps her cheek with her finger, knowing exactly what the gesture means.
“You want kisses?” Shuhua laughs earnestly, a noise Yuqi is very happy to hear. “How could I say no to that sweet little face.” She coos softly, pressing butterfly kisses to Yuqi’s face. She laughs, and gives her own kiss to Shuhua.
#mazzy stuff 🦦#age regression#agere little#little space#kpop agere#sfw agere#agere post#kpop gidle#yuqi#shuhua
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helllooooo i am absolutely obsessed with your macden sugar daddy fic. i’m not kidding when i say it has become a household name for me (in the dms with my poor, dear friend who does not even watch sunny. i have, and will continue to, bombard her with messages such as: “the macdennis fic i’ve been creaming over hasn’t been updated i’m in shambles” and thankfully you did update after that).
i went through your tumblr for a bit and saw in one of your responses you mentioned feeling a lack of encouragement to write when it feels like no one is actively requesting so i suppose this is my formal request. i am quite literally so emotionally invested in this fic. this is my high class literature (as a lit major). this is my magnum opus and i’m talking about the experience of READING it, not trying to imply this work is in any way mine.
i have sooo much i’d like to say about it but i get so scatterbrained when i think about it. i read the entire thing in one sitting and was in agony when i finished. then you updated on christmas and i read the entire thing AGAIN and i keep going back to that most recent chapter where (spoilers ig!) mac calls dennis daddy because it simply /felt right/. because he felt /safe/? oh i’m on the floor and begging for mercy. you’re brilliant. this story is brilliant. i’m a mess.
if you ever feel like people might not be interested: listen to me when i say your writing has permanently altered the chemistry of my dna and has conditioned me to check ao3 every single day with bated breath HOPING there’s an update. i love it. that’s an understatement. i LOVE IT.
i would also like to clarify that if you ever run into issues with writer’s block or even simply losing the excitement over this specific story, pls don’t feel obligated to write something you don’t want to. it’s your life!! i saw your 2023 update post and it seems like a fucking fantastic one at that, so live it to the fullest and do what you want!!
i think you’re neat. i think your writing is what leads good men to ruin (like me. i’m supposed to be reading jane eyre rn and all i can think of is your fic) /pos. truly my favorite source of sunny content across all your sunny social media.
question that i do apologize for asking if you’ve answered: the title is a fall out boy reference, right? big fan of that band. if it is, can i ask for details on the inspo?
thank u for your service solider o7
p.s. this was so needlessly long so sorry for bothering lmfaoooo but i had to say this somewhere and i think my friend is tired of hearing about the fanfic on a ship for a show she doesn’t even watch
First off, thank you so much for this, and second off don’t apologise for writing too much to me after you’ve seen the word count I spew out at random.
I really appreciate your words, and I’ll tell you I’ve been in so many similar positions where I’ve been obsessed with a fic and had no one in it to relate to and have just ended up spamming a close friend instead, so to hear that’s done about my fic is really, really cool.
About prior asks, etc. I think I get down on myself a little, when I say I don’t get why people are reading or what they like and it’s hard to find motivation, it’s really just kinda my own internal struggle with all of that. (Also, I keep answering those when I'm drunk, my bad.) I get what I’m doing and what I’m writing, but I wanna make sure the audience does too. But you’re reading my words, so you must, even if you can’t (or just, don’t want to) sit down and go line-by-line of a 23k word chapter and tell me what’s going on.
Cause, I couldn’t sit down and write a full detailed list of every new episode of Sunny like that. Like, I just straight up couldn’t when they dropped. My reviews were like ‘5 stars, keysmash’ So I think there is something to be said about people really liking something, really wanting more, but maybe not having the words to vocalise or not having the time to vocalise why that is.
About wait times, updates, etc.. It is mainly about motivation, and like you’ve said I would never put out something just to put it out if it’s not reflective of what I want it to be (and know it can be). I mean, I’m not on a real deadline and I’m not getting paid, I'm writing this first and foremost for myself, so why would I rush it? Sometimes I can write thousands of words in a day, if the spark hits, but sometimes it can take months to fully form when it’s just me in my head and I still have to do shit in my daily life. And maybe I could do something to speed up that process, but I think my best work forms this way. But it does make updates painfully slow for you guys, and I apologise, cos I get that sucks.
Though, it is also spurred by external motivation: people pointing specific things out, telling me why they like something or what they see under the surface here, that stuff actually gets the gears in my head turning, back in focus. The ‘waiting for an update’ ‘pls write more’ isn’t motivation, it’s demand. (And understanding there is demand is definitely a motivator, don’t get me wrong, but that’s not a spark, it’s a push.) So the balance there is sometimes hard to match, I understand there is demand (though after Ch 7 or 8 whatever it was I genuinely thought maybe there wasn’t), and I appreciate being told that, but it can only go insofar as I have the motivation to bounce off of it. Sometimes, that’s literally just my own issue and no one can help me. You (not you, specifically, anon) just gotta trust an update will come... and if you fall out of care for Sunny in the meantime, oh well. Know I won't, lmfao.
About the Title, well, no one actually has asked me... I don't think (maybe 'cause it seems obvious?). I guess the answer is.. kind of? It is a lyric pulled from the Fall Out Boy song, but, well, a meme says it best:
The inspo is kinda what's written on the tin, wanted a title that makes it clear what it is. Don't read too much into the baseball metaphor though, it might hurt you a little in the spoilers department, if you think we're just purely having fun here...
Thanks for the ask, really really appreciate it, and knowing people like you are reading and enjoying my fic is awesome :)
#i do LIKE the song btw lmfao#i had a huge fob phase in 9th grade when save rock and roll came out#it just makes the meme funnier#but also it is true#the only inspo for pulling from the song lyric is that it worked on the level i needed it to#convey info for the plot#also now all my macden fics are song lyrics or titles bc of this one lmfao#ask#sugar daddy au
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I have. SO many thoughts about your Spider-Man au. First of all, I don’t know how much or how long you’ve watched slimecicle, but as I long time frequent viewer I can tell you he is DEEPLY unhinged. He makes a fantastic villain whenever he sets his mind to it. Which brings me to my point - you’ve mentioned slime living in fear of his lack of control over venom. I think you could break slimecicle into two pieces - Charlie, his civilian identity, and Slime, his symbiote. Together they make slimecicle. Charlie brings the puns, the humor, and the lightheartedness to their hive mind. Slime brings the violence, the territorialness, the disregard for human life. Combined it means that slimecicle cracks cannibal jokes before he eats people and stalks those he cares about. I think he would be all in on the cannibalism. He’s disturbing not by being scary but by being silly and normal even as he eats people. Becomes obsessed with Spider-Man. Some guy hurts the spider real bad and slimecicle tortures and eats them. I just think he should be demented and unhinged! He offers to eat Juanaflipa’s bullies. When him and Mariana find out each other’s identities and split ways he stalks him to make sure he’s safe. Maybe he even killed someone before the symbiote. He’s a fucked up silly little guy. Take this with a grain of salt if you want these are just my thoughts! I just think he should hive mind and be creepier. And that he’d be into the murder thing.
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Answer got too long so I have to hide it under the cut again whoooooooo also there’s a poll at the end
Charlie definitely gets unhinged but only really after Juanaflippa dies because that’s when he stops holding back Venom/Slime from going on a rampage- as time goes on and his issues remain unaddressed the line between Charlie the human being and Slime the symbiote becomes blurred. Before he’d make more of an effort to “mask” anything out of the ordinary (with varying success) but post-Flippa’s death he rolls with the horror more instead of covering it up, e.g. “That was just a very large dog, don’t worry about it hahaha” vs “yes, I just ate a man- I skipped breakfast, we all do it.”
Charlie indulging in more “monsterous” habits and the symbiote Slime forming genuine human connections with those around it (Mariana & Juanaflippa)! So when Mariana and him “split” after her death, he justifies following him around because he want to keep him out of similar danger, and it’s fine because Venom/Slime is helping. Before he would catch sight of Spider-Man and adore him as a symbolic figure to what Charlie could never amount to, now he follows Mariana out of desperation for losing all he used to have (but simultaneously cannot confront Mariana in person because then he’d have to face a whole other can of issues relating to Juanaflippa’s death).
Charlie definitely considered eating Juanaflippa’s school bullies at one point but never brought it up to her because he was under the impression she didn’t know he was possessed by a man-eating symbiote lmaooo
Also you make a good point of making Charlie creepier! I considered indulging into some body horror when I first started this au but figured that would scare people off so I kinda forgot about it 💀 like “oops I grew a second mouth” and then vomits a skeleton hahaha and how an alien species attaching itself to his body could make him feel like his body isn’t his own anymore but the host of a being out of his control and comfort :)
On a side note he would 100% crack a pun before killing a man (I’m just not good at puns so imagine a really funny one rn) and nom
Accept this doodle as thanks for the brain rot I will continue to think of these dumb idiots whom I love
#ask#anon#rat anon#mcyt#qsmp#qsmp au#slimecicle#juanaflippa#spiderman au#venom!slimecicle#tw vomit mention#body horror#el Mariana#slimeriana#<- in their break-up era
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Soooo this is kinda for the mod mostly or owner and since its my first time asking here i might as well just go ahead- so like..u ok? im just worried abt ppl i follow :c ik ik that you guys need breaks just like normal humans but i just get worried a lot and over think if something is happening to their side or having some trouble with ppl in the askblog or smth like that- twt
Alsooo for Ellie and Zen (and if ur gonna answer this for the characters take ur time ^^)
WHAT.
THE ACTUAL.
FUCK.
HAPPENED.
CUZ I HAVE SO MANY QUESTIONS RN ABUT THIS WHOLE SITUATION-
Hallo, yes, I’m as okay as I can be at the moment :) Posts are just few and far between due to ✨mental health issues,✨ and also this year has been a real kick in the shins?? I’m working on getting myself new meds, and after Christmas I’m going to start doing more commissions again, so posts on here will likely still be very slow, but I am still doing things, don’t worry. EtC is my top priority project rn, but actually finding the motivation to work on it has been hard ^^; Thank you for the concern, though, and welcome to the blog :)
-Mod Mello 💎
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rebecca watches ds9: dramatis personae
what are the valerians
ah they worked with cardassians. that seems like a good reason to not let them onto a bajoran space station
but yeah ig you can’t do much without proof
wtf is julian doing in ops? doesn’t he have a sickbay to be running? aren’t there people who need medical attention?
so much for the klingon vessel!
hello there klingon!
good thing julian was here i guess!
or not, given that the klingon died anyway. go back to sickbay julian. do your job
whatever caused that ship to explode is coming for ds9 next
jadzia are you okay
god she’s so beautiful
klingons are a menace to quark’s profits. and quark in general probably
i love how bitchy odo can get with quark
odo are you ok
i don’t think he’s okay!
wtf is julian gonna do. does he know how to treat liquid medical issues
“your body chemistry defies analysis” yeah that fully tracks
julian you should probably try and learn a bit more about changeling biology and stuff. given the changeling on the station
julian are YOU ok. you’re acting a little conniving here
the bajorans aren’t gonna kick starfleet off ds9, don’t worry, you still have six more seasons
“you’ve become quite friendly with major kira” i think jadzia’s a little more than FRIENDLY with her but what do i know
ok everyone’s acting SUPER FUCKING WEIRD
kira wtf are you doing
wtf is anyone doing rn tbh
the little they’re getting out of this journal sounds pretty bad!
i have many questions and not many answers
“the two loveliest creatures on ds9” give it up quark, let them be sapphic in peace
“what can i do for you, major?” “get lost” SHE’S SO REAL FOR THAT
ik smth is messing with their minds but even so there is no heterosexual explanation for this scene
dax is being very reminiscent rn
“i’m getting rid of sisko” no you’re not, it’s only season 1
kira put him in a neck brace??? that’s downright impressive
i don’t think you’re getting satisfaction
miles what are you doing here
ok so whatever happened to the klingons is the same as what’s happening here. only questions are why and how
no fucks were given by sisko on this day
kira’s looking…cozy
time to find out wtf caused all this
ah. the energy spheres did it
interesting clock you’re making there sisko
oh hello again bashir!
so during all this bullshit he’s just been continuing to be a doctor
“i’m certainly not behaving out of the ordinary” julian my guy that is EXACTLY what someone behaving out of the ordinary would say
alright he and odo are gonna fix everything
not soon enough apparently! shit just got dire
odo: i’m playing both sides, so that i always come out on top
i feel like this would make a very good weapon. just unleash it on your enemies and watch as they destroy each other
bye bye telepathic energies or whatever those things were
when in doubt, open the airlock
this was, without a doubt, one of the star trek episodes ever
#liveblogging#star trek liveblog#deep space 9#deep space 9 liveblog#deep space nine#deep space nine liveblog#ds9 liveblog
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"focus on bts" while a whole genocide is happening girl shut the fuck up
I actually received this anon hate last night after posting "FOCUS ON BTS" here on my blog, the funny thing is I saw the notification minutes after I posted it.
I'm thinking... you might be one my follower or you are on Bangtan's tags to see my post that fast. Hmm so who's focusing on BTS more? 😅
I'm actually aware of what's happening rn, I'm not stupid like you ANON.
I didn't reply to this last night bc I don't want to spoil my night. I was so hyped last night bc we are getting a new music from Tae. A NEW CONTENT. I'm so hyped up I can't contain my excitement bc we have lot of things (FRI(END)S, HOTS and D-Day The Movie) to look forward to from Bangtan. Then this happened.
I actually imagined if I am going to answer this anon hate I will look 'cold hearted' and 'too blinded by BTS', z!onist and many more. 😮💨 I've seen them on X and TikTok, they are actually everywhere now. Well, I will not shut the fuck up just bc you say so ANON.
I actually posted 'FOCUS ON BTS' bc we have a comeback, a new music that we are all excited about. It's normal that every time there's a comeback or a new content we actually use the term 'BTS LOCKDOWN' or 'FOCUS ON BTS'. I started to use the term 'FOCUS ON BTS' since the Jungkook incident during his speech in AMA's. 😅 I didn't know that posting this term will trigger someone.
I know your kind ANON, you guys just found a new way to drag Bangtan's name. You guys are no longer focusing on the MAIN issue right now, you are now FOCUSING ON BTS just to drag them down. Whenever you guys see a post about BTS you guys always connect it with genocide and Zionist. I mean WTF.
You guys are new strain of ANTIS. Most of you will say the "the boycott is for HYBE not BTS". Btch please, look at yourself! I'm sure you're listening and supporting other artist of HYBE right now. Hypocrites. Just say that you don't like Bangtan. End of story. Don't use or include them in this global issue.
Also ANON if you're an ARMY but boycotting Bangtan's work, don't ever call yourself an ARMY if you don't trust the boys. You are free to protest but PLEASE don't use their names and faces to your profiles. You are also free to leave the fandom.
If you want to boycott BTS bc of your malicious and judgemental minds then go. But don't expect everyone will follow you just bc you say so. You guys are no longer doing the boycott to support Palestine, you only do this for your own satisfaction. You guys are acting like you really care about this global problem but you're not. You guys just want to be involve just to show to other people that you really care, but you're not if you guys are only attacking and FOCUSING TO BTS.
Go out to protest and fight what you think is right. Don't hide on your account using your idols name and face.
We have different ways and other ways to show our support to Palestine 💜 🙏🏻 I just hope everyone understands that.
I wonder if I posted 'FOCUS ON CATS' or 'FOCUS ON *insert name of different artist' or 'FOCUS ON MY JOB' or.. 'FOCUS ON MINDING MY OWN BUSINESS' will I get this message from this ANON? I think not.
I get this anon hate bc my post is about Bangtan.
Thank you so much to people like you ANON bc of ANTIS like you encouraged us to support BTS more and doubled our efforts more. Seriously we are more inspired rn. I love the energy that ARMY is giving rn 💜
This blog is dedicated for 'BTS'. A blog where I show my passion for giffing everything about BTS. I show my love for them here on my blog, soooooo what do you expect from me 😅 I will use my personal socmed accounts if I want to fight for something or I have an advocacy that isn't connected to Bangtan. I will never use BTS name or my fandom's name to fight for something I think is right.
Soooooo if you don't want to see me supporting BTS and felt offended about this loooooong post (bc I know there are a lot of you ANTIS here rn), you're free to unfollow and block me.
Bye ANON, I hope you always get a good night sleep.
x
#anon hate#FOCUS ON BTS#so for the looooong post#i rarely stand up to this kind of hate but sometimes its too much. too much.
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Having a really terrible time rn so I'm here to distract myself with thinking about your stormchaser au because my job training today had us do 3 separate "severe weather" information and response trainings.
Anyways I've been thinking a lot about the implications and consequences of a head injury severe enough to give amnesia and I think this was a plot point and not supposed to be like something backed up by giving Ford medically accurate symptoms and disabilities but that's what happens when you're a disabled gravity falls fan in the medical field.
So a severe traumatic brain injury on that level is gonna have some things that are what you'd expect (vision changes, delayed reactions and confusion, issues with decision making and starting tasks and all that fun executive function stuff long term as well...) but also a common symptom, especially if there's damage to the right hemisphere in general, is impulsiveness as well as personality and mood changes just being a thing.
And I imagine for a while after he wakes up and is treated and even after he's released from the hospital and staying with Jack that's really tough - because I imagine at checkups they're gonna ask repeatedly if there's been any significant changes to his mood, functioning, abilities, and "Bill" and Jack have no clue at all. They have no idea who he was and if it's different.
So when Stan and Ford reunite I imagine it's a relief in you can tell me who I was kind of way but also hard bc Stan definitely sees that Ford's changed. Significantly. But is it because of time? Is it because of new influences? Is it because he didn't know who he was so he became someone different? Or is it a fucking symptom?
I got ahead of myself this ask was supposed to be about imagine "Bill" and Jack going to the grocery store soon after Bill gets out of the hospital and is convinced yes he actually should stay with Jack for the time being and they have a grocery list but Ford/Bill is putting pretty much everything in the cart because he's having a really hard time with impulse control and 20 bananas is not excessive we could need them what if I wake up feeling like eating 20 bananas and Jacks like. This man's a mess. Compels me though
Aaaaaaaaaa Anon I loved getting this monster beast of an ask, esp because I myself have also been Going Through It this week.
What you were saying about the personality change and the doctors asking if "Bill's" personality changed after the accident and neither Jack nor "Bill" knowing how to answer it, that's something that I've actually addressed in a different AU. Because I am a hoarder of AUs and I have one where STAN lost his memory in an accident and that's something that was brought up in stuff I wrote for it because I am a Scientist and I do my Research.
Anyways
Idk if I've addressed the personality change thing much in Storm Chasers AU (which, btw very glad that my little AU is on your mind, it makes me happy people are thinking about and enjoying my stuff), but I have set that up! At least in my head. The biggest thing: "Bill" is remarkably chill. Like, he's just an easygoing kinda go with the flow type of guy for the most part. He's very sweet and gentle and just sort of accepts things and takes life slowly. The taking life slowly is partially due to, as you pointed out, some function being lost from the traumatic brain injury, but it's also partially due to said TBI causing a personality change.
Some aspects of the Original Ford do pop up every now and then. He still gets all Researcher Excited about things, particularly the weird and magical things of Gravity Falls. But he has a different perspective than canon Ford. He treats the magical creatures with more respect and viewing them almost as peers. Once he's calmed down from his initial reaction of "omg omg OMG!" Even with his respect for them, many of the magical creatures don't really like Ford, just bc he goes overboard excited with them so much.
Another thing that sticks around, sorta burned into Ford's DNA at this point, is his, ah, "difficult" relationship with his father. When "Bill" and Jack adopt their first son (the Shapeshifter, whom they name Forrest), "Bill" is constantly fretting about whether he'll be a good father or not. He's paranoid and scared and confused and Jack has never seen this side of him. Jack eventually gets "Bill" to calm down by promising that he'll help keep "Bill" in line and let him know if he does anything wrong. And then he says that he won't need to step in at all bc he knows his partner.
(And then a few times Filbrick's parenting shows up and Jack does need to step in.)
Uhhhhhh I got sidetracked just like you lol.
I agree "Bill" has some impulse control issues. Arguably, canon Ford has those already (as does Stan, in some ways, worse than Ford), and those just get dialed up to eleven for "Bill". "Bill" constantly trying to throw things into the shopping cart is just a sign of what is to come. Luckily, Jack has the patient of a saint. Jack also finds "Bill" incredibly attractive, which definitely helps with his tolerance for the odd behaviors lol.
#also yes Stan has so many Feelings about ''Bill'' versus Ford#after the first few days he really gets a feel for how much his twin is different#and is so reluctant to Address that or even Face it that Angie has to practically drag him to Ford and Jack's place#(and then during those visits while Stan and Ford awkwardly talk and try to catch up#Jack and Angie are just gossiping and chatting and Angie is making a Delightful impression on Jack)#Storm Chasers AU#ask#Anonymous
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(4.6 beta changes) (again) (guys this is so long im just. many thoughts and me thinking out loud abt arle and my pulling plans. & other nonsense etc. my bad)
ooookay so yeah def glad i didnt jump the gun and attempt some sorta "is this a buff or not" feelscrafting nonsense on arles adjustments jkwjkwdjkwdjkwdkjjk and waited for TC (mostly zajef lmao) analysis and opinion on the real changes that ended up happening
anyway so like. it appears to be an universal buff for her p much? but how big of a buff it ends up being depends on some mechanics we still dont have a definite answer as to how they function (mostly how her BoL stacking from E works during the ECAQECA reset thing, if it enables 140% total stacking = massive dmg buff overall)
firstly my fears of her becoming too ult dependent for overworld appear to be? not as bad as i thought? so thats nice at least very pog like if she can do her thing decently enough just for fun running around thats very good
secondly. the ER situation is literally on a 50-50 😭 because its all about whether she has particle ICD on her E. if she doesnt, thats actually like. 0 ER needed or at the very least incredibly little of it. if there is particle ICD. well. thats going to be another story
the way her rotations have changed now seem to gear her towards overload teams with chevy? since they have very long rotations and characters like fischl and yae can have full uptime over those whereas vape teams lose hydro application from yelan or XQ and buff uptime from characters like bennett over time when a rotation stretches past 24s
like from what ive been reading it seems to be a pretty common sentiment that these buffs will make the biggest impact in chevy overload teams specifically (even tho shes obvi buffed just in general in all teams) for that reason and that chevy teams Especially w her at c6 with arle should be the best bennettless teams ultimately. which is definitely an interesting turn ?
(and this isnt all of the changes btw im just talking abt the ones that matter most for my considerations rn)
anyway. my thoughts then.
so im obviously glad the changes turned out to be buffs so far. but. theres still stuff im a bit. ehhhhhhhh on
firstly the survivability situation (which in turn leads back to the teambuilding issues). bc her self heal did get nerfed. so arles no longer going to be able to risk taking very high dmg during a rotation and dragging herself back to full once the next one starts. which to me feels like an emphasis on dmg mitigation for her and shielding.
(not to even get started on the. spam NAs to reduce her now 30s E cooldown so its up in time for the next rotation meaning you Do Not want to be staggered and tossed out of her attack string. and gee would you look at that! neuvillette level interruption res on c1 now! great!!)
(like again. to be clear. its hard to say exactly how much interruptions to her NA spam will end up fucking her over. i could just be overtly wary about how bad it might feel. but at its worst. with enemies that run away from u or go invincible. or stunlock you. the fact that it will at least heavily risk arles ability to reduce her E cooldown the amount she needs for fluid rotations. could definitely end up feeling like shit to play in practice without that interruption resistance. be it from c1 or a shied)
but then if we go back to her synergies and look at. those more interesting (imo) chevy teams that should perform well even without bennett. like arle/chevy/fischl/yae. whos keeping ur arle from dying there 😭 its giving lyney spreadsheet impact vs actual reality trying to play him without a shield 😭😭 guess we know who he got it from...
and yea could replace yae for beidou for damage reduction but her dmg will TANK in single target. as a whole. defensive options list in pyro/electro units only just isnt that good. beidous the one who tanks team dps the least as long as ur in AoE, but outside of that its just. thoma and dehya. and they will 100% tank the team dps
whereas defensive options like zhongli to me feel like they will just end up w her teams just wanting to lean towards that. traditional vape and mono pyro angle. bennett and kazuha and yelan/XQ. the usual stuff. and shes not getting benny and kazuha from childe so we have an issue 💀💀
unironically i will prolly be looking for some double geo zhongli/chiori/yelan vape team calcs for arlecchino (hope someone makes them. all double geo team calcs ive seen so far assume bennett 😭) just out of curiosity in terms of. how much worse it is than her best teams. bc if i can just slap her in that setup its a big bonus to how flexibly i could use her but eh. prolly will end up weaker than any chiorinavia nation core i could play so who knows
but. all this yapping and im only now getting to the point JSWJKDWJKWDJK so. heres the BIG problem
i dont have a single fucking chevrolet 💀 but i do have like 38 pity on a guarantee.
and like people are suggesting that maybe chevy will be on arles banner and fair, especially with these new beta changes incentivizing arle chevy teams way more than before, it would definitely make sense for hoyo to put chevy with her. and i definitely am overall a fan of this possible chevy overload team direction for arle (anything thats not bennett for father. ANYTHING) so id love for that to be the case
but. thats not guaranteed at all. and the same sentiment i had over arlecchinos hypothetical best support in the form of the pyro archon (or honestly. with the lack of electro shielders for chevy teams even clorinde could end up being that missing piece) where id almost rather wait to guarantee that synergistic unit before getting arle herself on a rerun. actually applies to chevy here too. even just a c0 one
and like. yes. if i spend that guarantee now on c2 chiori. and it turns out chevy is indeed featured with arlecchino. i will Not be able to guarantee her anymore - ill get one 50-50 and all the chances for a few solid chevy copies on the way but thats it.
however. the other scenario here is that arle does NOT get chevy. she gets fucking. kaveh noelle mika. and then chevy is going to rerun with like. idk. random banner. clorinde who may or may not have synergy with arle
...and im not really sure if id even want to pick arle up on that guarantee from that sort of banner SJKDKJADJKDJK but ok id skip her. buuut im still sitting on a guarantee i might not want to use on a character i feel just eh abt. but who might be with chevy (and like. i do pull for 4* when im on a 50-50 and low pity, idm the early. so as long as thats the case i can see myself tossing a few pulls at Any chevy banner in the future).
... which brings us back to. okay yeah saving the guarantee for clorinde IF chevy isnt with arle and IF shes an electro shielder sub dps support for those arle chevy teams. and getting arle on rerun as ive considered. doesnt sound that bad. but clorinde might also Not be that. uncertainty uncertainty.
like im fairly sure clorinde Will be an unit i wont mind pulling at 17 pity xianyun style on a 50-50 no matter what. but if shes not that mythical arle BiS support she prolly wont be worth that guarantee is my whole complex here lmao
whereas. c2 chiori. isnt an uncertain factor here. like im investing in her im getting her c6 eventually, c2 is like almost 25% personal dps increase (also my husk pieces LOVE rolling ER so itd actually be useful) it feels like the "safe" option in a sense ya know???
like. yes id leave arlecchino up to a coin toss . (Jail for jen!! fake lesbian!!!) but id also be left with the option of skipping her banner (if no chevy rateup to be clear) in favor of seeing whether she gains any synergistic units in the future and seeing how the various aspects of her kit that i do somewhat worry about end up panning out ?? and i think. id be fine with that ? Over the alternative
ultimately tho. im super happy arle got overall buffed and that at least some of my fears abt her kit changes were indeed unfounded, but some concerns still remain. its kinda wild and still sad to me that she went from an absolute 100% must pull character just bc its Her to like. curse of pyro on fielder idk if i Need this right now 😔😔 but i Will be getting her eventually!! no matter what
anyway have a sticker if u stuck around for all of my bullshit. this is literally just arle buff thoughts into gacha pulls stream of consciousness rambling 😭😭😭
#pov ur watching me talk myself into ripping the bandaid off and just getting that goddamn c2 chiori WDJKDWJKWDKJWDJ#already went the way to the 50-50 for it like we might as well commit to my girl#arles beta is crazy tho like. i havent seen changes this massive to a kit since the yae and ayato days of yore 😭😭#v1 ayato yoimiya dual dps team ThoseWhoKnow LMAOOOOO#prayge for the particle ICD everyone. if she doesnt need ER. my cope zhongli chiori arle yelan vape idea. might actually work out okay#bc i can keep yelan on elegy for buffs and not just favge#aaaanyway. what a wild ride#manifesting the chevy on arle banner SO hard btw. even if i end up losing 50-50 there for arle in the end. it will be worth if i get chevy#genshin#rambles#long post
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I’m really not on the same page with anyone that’s thinking about their careers and basically how they can get ahead of the capitalistic game rn. Outside of all the issues I actually care about for one we’re not even on the same page about this being a sinking ship. Like, to me, you’re delusional to begin with to still see some kind of promising future in this country and to think you’ll beat the odds and that just making more money is the answer. It’s just so silly to me, the statistics the reality of it all can be staring people in the face and they’d rather still believe the dream than have to face changing it entirely. Too uncomfortable to them, they’re weak and simple minded to me to be quite frank. Sure I want to make more money because I simply want to survive, but that says enough about this society to me. I don’t even want to be here ideally, a person who is still trying to live their rich and cozy dreams in this fucked up, ugly perverted country just doesn’t have the same mindset as me. I’m just living humbly, going day to day stacking the best I can until I can make the best move for my life and that’s much bigger and brighter and clearer than whatever America even has to offer me. And if I’m cursed with living my last days here, I hope my lifestyle has changed significantly by then and that has nothing to do with the material. As a typical Taurean I love stuff, I love comforts, I am highly affected by the aesthetics of things but I still know full well none of those things can make life peaceful. When I think of a tranquil life for myself there’s so many visions and behaviors and feelings I imagine…a truly beautiful life. All the stuff and the clutter doesn’t pop into my brain. The job the salary, the status, that’s all completely fucking irrelevant background noise to me
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