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the-banana-0verlord · 1 year

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Hiii I would like to ask for some headcanons for malleus, neige,riddle, vil and trey with a reader who cannot eat anything in excess because otherwise she gets painful poisoning (she has a sensitive stomach je) and it has already happened three times for being disobedient , it's all ^^ thanks yuu <3 have a nice day :))/

Okay so I interpretated this as basically a lactose intolerant reader, except for everything they eat too much of. Anyways thank you for the request!

How the Twst boys would react to the reader having a sensitive stomach

Note: gn reader, my brother thought Neige was girl lmao 💀Also in Neige'S part you still go to NRC while he's at RSA.

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Malleus Draconia

🐉Genuinely thinks you're dying the first time it happens.

🐉Lilia has to calm him down to stop the storm outside.

🐉He gets so confused when you continue to eat the same way that got you hurt???

🐉tries to fetch the best doctors to help you.

🐉If you refuse to take the medicine he'll force it down your throat(gently).

💅💅💅

Vil Schoenheit

💅You would think someone in your condition would take care of what they eat, but No, he has to do it HIMSELF.

💅Epel's diet looks like a walk in the park compared to yours.

💅You know it's for your own good but god do you miss your burgers.

💅Oh and don't even try to eat things in secret. He won't go as far as to curse the food like he did during the VDC, but he'll know for sure.

☘☘☘

Trey Clover

☘He felt guilty when he realised it was his tart that made you hurt so bad.

☘Did his best to conceive recipees with food that makes your stomach hurt less.

☘He's a master of hygiene, so making sure you're healthy is a piece of cake(pun intended)

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Neige Leblanche

❄You go to different school, so it took a long time before he knew about your ailment.

❄He found out on a diner date, when you had to rush to the toilet to puke.

❄He's so worried he'll drop by practically every day to check up on you and give you homemade bentos with specific ingredients to help your stomach.

❄Vil now avoids you like the plague.

🥀🥀🥀

Riddle Rosehearts

🥀It may not be a written rule, but he knows better than to overlook a hurting loved one.

🥀Good news is that he's a future doctor. He'll do all he can to help you.

🥀Bad news is, he may be the most strict one on this list. You can't escape it.

🥀Even playing on his soft side won't save you.

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I hope you enjoyed!

Have a good day/night!

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maccreadysbaby · 7 months

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how do I write a character with emetophobia?

Writing Characters with Emetophobia!

from your neighborhood emetophobia haver, aka me!

TW for emetophobia things under the cut (emetophobia is a fear of vomit or vomiting)

so you want your character to have some quirky fear, and the fear of puking is what you landed on! I’m here to tell you what it’s like to have severe emetophobia and what that entails for my life. all of these struggles and symptoms are personal and doesn’t apply to everyone with emetophobia. it is a very individual phobia, this is just how my body and mind reacts

Living with Emetophobia ↴

this post has no real structure, it’s more or less just things that have happened to me. i’ve had this phobia since my inception, so here’s a list of things your characters with emetophobia might do.

Avoiding foods or actions that (probably won’t, but could) trigger sickness: I was terrified to eat anything that contained dairy because — one singular time — I heard that milk makes you throw up if you have a fever and I swore it off from the time I was 8 until I was about 12. I was literally nine years old reading labels in the store for dairy and violently throwing it back on the shelves if it contained it. Not to mention my mother was lactose intolerant (Which I’m not) but seeing her fall at the hands of dairy didn’t make me feel any better about it. During this phase I only ate about three things and you literally couldn’t get me to eat anything else to the point where I was nearly anorexic. Once my friend told me she coughed so hard she threw up and I didn’t let myself cough when I was sick for a long time after. I also ran away from anyone who coughed near me. (I was such a psycho.) Now I will eat most foods given to me, but if something repeatedly offends my stomach, I usually just stop. I’m not so dramatic about it anymore lol. (I am much healthier now, too.)

Literally running away from sick people: I will never forget one time, my brother got sick. I wasn’t even in the same room as him. My mom yelled “maccreadysbaby, can you bring me some wipes?” I did. And as soon as I saw what happened I threw them at her, ran across the house, hid behind the couch, covered my ears and started crying. Another time, my mom informed me that my brother had thrown up while I was not home for a few days, and I avoided him like the plague. Literally like I would die if I touched him. My parents stopped telling me if my siblings got sick while I was away after that. When I was in gradeschool, a classmate got sick on a Tuesday and I was fine for the rest of the week. Then I puked on Saturday. For years afterwards, if I was ever around a sick person, I’d always count four days and if I didn’t throw up on day four, finally relax. (Again, I was such a psycho.) This instinct is still here as an adult. For example, my sister just recently thought she was gonna get carsick (while I was in the back with her) and let me tell you I was so squished up to my door I couldn’t breathe. I still sort of do the day counting thing if I’m completely honest, but I’m not so terrified and incessant about it.

Thinking that they’re sick all the time: This was a terribly big thing for me. For a span of 5ish years, at the same time I swore off dairy, I basically categorized myself as gonna throw up all of the time, even when I was perfectly freaking fine. I woke up, assumed I would puke that day, because why wouldn’t I, and triggered my anxiety. Which would actually trigger stomachaches and stuff. I would sit on the stairs and beg and cry until my parents let me stay home from school, and we almost had to go to court for the amount of school I was missing because I pulled this crap every day. This phase of my life only ended when my mom took me to the doctor (while I was literally fine) and made him tell me I was just anxious and not actually going to puke. (As you can see, I was a very fun child to raise.) I don’t behave this way anymore, but if my stomach does hurt for some reason, I immediately spiral into oh SHITE not HAPPENING territory.

Have debilitating anxiety: This is one of the things on this list that still happens to me regularly. If my stomach hurts in any capacity (even on my period) I am immediately thrusted into I’m gonna freaking puke mode. I get really cold, start sweating, start trembling (like, shake the whole couch trembling) and just sit there while my anxiety eats my brain. I can’t move because some part of me thinks moving an inch is going to make me puke. No matter how much I tell myself you’re fine, you’re not going to puke, this happens to you every day and you haven’t thrown up since you were twelve, you’re being so dramatic, it doesn’t stop. I just have to sit there and wallow in my pain and anxiety until my stomach stops hurting. Then I laugh at myself for being stupid and move on, even though I routinely worry about it coming back throughout the day. If it does I rinse and repeat. If I do puke (which I fortunately haven’t done since I was twelve) I can confidently say there’d be a lot of crying and minimal screaming about how I’m gonna die.

Here’s a recent (as of literally this morning) emetophobic thought pattern for you to analyze, to help you understand what your characters minds might be doing when they’re freaking out:

I received a text that my cousin, who I saw last night, was throwing up. I was still asleep but I woke up and checked my phone anyways. This was my exact thought process.

oh SHITE I was around him, wasn’t I? Well, I guess not a lot, he spoke to me a few times and I was near him at the campfire, but I maybe not enough to make me sick. But you know who was around him? My freaking sister. And if she gets sick there’s no hope for me. oh my GOD does my stomach hurt right now? I think it does. Wait, shut up, maccreadysbaby, you’re being stupid. Think about something else and go back to sleep. Why are you SHAKING stop being so pathetic. Your stomach totally hurts right now. You have plans today maccreadysbaby you can NOT get sick you can NOT be the reason your plans are canceled. I’m totally going to throw up today as life’s way of spiting me. Shut up and go to sleep, you weren’t even around him. But I WAS we ALL were, sitting across the table doesn’t count as being far away. Maybe he just got carsick or has acid reflux or something. Today is Saturday so if I make it to Wednesday I should be fine. But what if I ACTUALLY throw up I don’t even want to think about it oh my God what if I do? Okay, you’re fine, shut up and go back to sleep.

I went back to sleep (eventually) and woke up twice more to go through that entire process again before my alarm went off. It’s basically that on repeat every time I hear of a sick person or my stomach hurts. Fun times 😬👍.

#life #writing help #writing angst #original writing #creative writing #writers #writing #writerscommunity #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing tips

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ifbrd · 1 year

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Yesterday I asked for clarity that the one end gag from the original Animaniacs was the only mention of Yakko being lactose intolerant. The reason I asked is because I find it funny that we all saw that moment and said “alright! Yakko is lactose intolerant! He said it himself!” Because that isn’t actually what Yakko said. The exact quote is “I’m allergic to anything with lactose in it!” He isn’t lactose intolerant, he’s allergic to lactose—and yes, there is a difference.

The difference is that being intolerant to a food is a digestive issue, it’s your digestive system saying “um…idk what to do with this…good luck!” While allergies are immune issues, basically your immune system saying “THIS FOOD IS TRYING TO KILL US EVERYONE ATTACK!” Intolerances are usually mild, and allergies can range from mild to fatal.

And I really don’t think this was a case of the writers just saying “allergic” so kids would understand or anything like that. Being lactose intolerant is super common and I think most people, kids included, have a basic idea of what it means. Certainly, if I had to wager a guess, I’d say more people know what being “lactose intolerant” means than what being “hypoglycemic” means.

So if we are basing this entire diagnosis solely off of what Yakko said, it’s probably less likely that eating or drinking lactose makes him gassy and more likely that it gives him a rash or something. Hopefully it isn’t something like his throat swells up or anything like that but that’s also a very common symptom of a food allergy.

I’m not necessarily saying we all collectively change our interpretation of Yakko's medical issues or start writing him as having an allergy, I just find it funny that we all jumped on this bandwagon (myself included, which you’d think I’d know better, having food allergies myself lol) without actually thinking about what he was really saying.

One reason I find this funny/interesting is if he had instead said “I’m intolerant to peanuts” (which admittedly I’ve never heard of, but I’m sure it’s an issue for someone somewhere) we would have instead all had this idea that Yakko was deathly allergic to peanuts and required an epipen. Like we, understandably, associate the problems with the food, not the diagnosis. Someone has issues with lactose? They must be lactose intolerant because that’s what most people with lactose issues have. They have an issue with peanuts? They must have a peanut allergy because that’s what most people with issues with peanuts have. It makes sense that we came to the conclusion that we did, it’s just interesting to me.

The other reason I find this interpretation funny is because while the fandom, at least from what I’ve seen, seems to present Yakko’s symptoms as being more of an intolerance, it seems that the presentation of Yakko’s actions because of his lactose issues, line up more with that of an allergy. The best example of this I think is actually when it’s mentioned in the reboot in the “We Could Try to do it, Santa” song. In the song, Wakko sings “And Yakko can’t drink milk at all, the lactose makes him gassy!” In this line, Wakko describes Yakko’s symptoms as that he gets gas, which suggests that Yakko is in fact lactose intolerant. However, Wakko saying that Yakko can’t drink milk at all, to me, makes this sound more like an allergy. Look, I’m sure there are people out there who don’t ever eat lactose because they are lactose intolerant, but from what I’ve read online and witnessed from friends who are lactose intolerant…let me tell you, it doesn’t seem to prevent them from consuming foods with lactose AT ALL. One friend I’ve seen eat ice cream and another I’ve had tell me she wasn’t feeling good because she brought Mac and cheese for lunch. Lactose intolerance doesn’t seem to stop them from eating dairy at all, it only seems to influence how much they eat. Wakko saying that his brother “can’t drink milk at all” sounds like Yakko doesn’t risk it, and I just don’t buy that if Yakko was lactose intolerant that he would avoid consuming anything with lactose ever. I especially don’t buy this for rebooted-Yakko-“some of us are trying to lay in bed quietly, contemplating the brief nature of our existence”-Warner. If Yakko is lactose intolerant you know damn well he’d take a jug of ice cream and say “haha, YOLO!” And eat the whole thing in one sitting. However, if the issue was that it’s an allergy, I could see Yakko avoiding milk and such, just because allergies tend to be more severe. My friend might be willing to eat Mac and cheese for lunch and risk wanting to sit on the toilet all afternoon, but I am not willing to eat a pb&j for lunch and risk spending my afternoon in the ER. I’m not saying if Yakko is allergic to it he’d be needing an epipen and being rushed to the hospital after consuming (although you angst lovers I’m sure will have a field day with that and I respect this) because the issue could totally be something mild as well. Maybe he gets a rash, maybe his lips feel badly chapped, maybe his throat doesn’t swell up but it does feel itchy, etc. Who the heck knows.

Again I’m not saying we all course correct and make Yakko have a lactose allergy, do what you want with this information. I just had this epiphany yesterday and thought it was interesting.

#Animaniacs #animaniacs yakko #yakko warner

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scuderlia · 3 months

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tagged by my beloveds @oscarpiastriwdc & @liamlawsonlesbian

what color are your eyes? the general consensus is that they're green, but i think i kinda cheated my way into green eyes because i've just got blue eyes with yellow around the pupil 😭

(reference images below)

tell me about your pets/your dream pet: i have a standard poodle. he's the love of my LIFE and i'm obsessed with him. he takes the same anxiety medication as me.

share an interesting fact about yourself: i was trained in opera when i was younger but stopped to focus on being a theater kid (tragic).

what was the first fandom you were a part of? idk if this counts but i used to talk about bbc earth documentaries with randos on kik when i was in elementary school. (proper fandom though, probably harry potter lmao i started reading it when i was nine)

do you have any phobias? i don't really have any fears (which is slightly concerning) but i worry and obsess over literally everything so i feel like that sweeps this category.

are you a picky eater? if so, what food can't you stand? other than being vegetarian i'll eat pretty much anything OTHER THAN SPINACH. the only exception i have to this rule is maybe spanakopita. i also consume incredibly low levels of dairy because i lowkey am lactose intolerant so…

do you eat the burger and fries at the same time or one after another? i always taste the burger first but then alternate between the two from that point forward. i also have to end with the fries or it feels incorrect and i think about it for the rest of the day.

winter or summer: oof, depends where. probably summer but i don't love sweltering weather, so if i'm able to be somewhere where i'm not burning up but just pleasantly warm, it's perfect.

favourite fanfiction tropes: friends-to-lovers if i feel like having a magnifying glass held to my heart, but any kind of complicated relationship where there's lots of emotional turmoil always leaves me gagged.

are you studying or working? what do you study/is your job? i'm an architecture student and (current) intern architect <3

what is the last country you visited: mexico!

(enjoy this photo of the balcony plant i fell in love with)

what country would you want to move to after retiring? i don't know if i want to stay put after i retire... i'd be pretty content to just travel around until i drop dead. if i had to pick though maybe Belgium or Amsterdam, some of my family is from there and it's where my brother wants to live.

who was your first crush? god, i think either Sigourney Weaver as Ripley in Alien or Gillian Anderson as Scully in The X-Files. my parents are big into sci-fi so i watched both way too young, but it was a great way to kickstart my sexuality ig.

how did you get into f1 fandom? i've been watching f1 my whole life (literally from the time i was a baby... i was born around the start of the 2003 season and my dad would have me sleep on his chest while he watched races) but fandom-wise i've been lurking since like 2015-ish and only properly got into it these past few months.

~ i'm not tagging anyone but pls do it if you'd like :)

#tag game

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roachsource · 3 months

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𝐣𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐚𝐡 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 #𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐱. some lines from the eightysixth episode of the jeremiah wonders podcast by jeremiah watkins featuring guest josh wolf. tweaked a bit here and there for easy usage, but mess around as you see fit to send!

"how are the gains?"

"the gains are good!"

"last time we talked, you didn't have the gains set."

"it's called a style. have you heard of it?"

"are you a virgin, though?"

"you wanna know how sex works?"

"sounds like somebody doesn't know how sex works!"

"can you hear your [other parent] and i when you're in the basement?"

"it's my silent chamber of death."

"why can't i bring another creature into this madness?"

"that crow is getting chubby. we gotta gotta get him out and get him to spread his wings."

"okay, you can't fat shame my crow!"

"i'm just saying we want a healthy crow, you know? if we're gonna have a crow in the house, let's make sure he's a healthy crow. that's all."

"i sit in my basement with my pet crow."

"yeah, i'm a big x-files fan. what's up?!"

"he's downstairs most of the day listening to avril lavigne tracks with his pants off."

"let me ask you something about the fingerless gloves: have you ever thought about just going no gloves?"

"we should talk about your relationship with your brother."

"that's what family is! or so i heard, on family matters."

"it's assumed that i'm not welcome there."

"are you still lactose intolerant?"

"i'm going to hopefully be dead soon."

"you know what pisses me off? nothing fazes you! you've heard it all!"

"i thought i was blending in with the darkness."

"i might have to murder you right here."

"do you have to make it sound like you're trapped in a well when you say that?"

"you're troubled youth."

"stop making weird noises in the basement."

"it's like you're tripping. not that i've ever done drugs."

"this sounds like those ... who were those kids trapped in the cave?"

"[speaking into a voice disguising device] do i sound different?"

"i'm outside with the food."

"let's just say we had a wild friday night."

"sometimes i just light up for the fuck of it."

"sometimes i'm just walking down the street and i say you know what i'm gonna do? i'm gonna light this motherfucker up."

"i'm pretty fucking far from okay."

"that's right out of pulp fiction, motherfucker."

"that hit the bottom of my third vertebra."

"we got the meats."

"i'm so hungry, i could eat a tree branch."

"i'm so hungry, i could eat a bat's nest. do they have them?"

"oh, girl, i know exactly what you're talking about."

"you ever been jerked off while you're hungry?"

"oh, my bad, motherfucker."

"yeah, i can hear nine voices in my head. this is trippy as fuck."

"would you like some spinach?"

"if i had that at my house, i'd be divorced."

"i think the only work you're doing — you know the work you're doing — is not up to par."

"i would never threaten you."

"you're being very passive aggressive right now."

"sometimes i get a little too in my head, where i'm not too present in conversation."

it's a sense of urgency i put on myself."

"i would love to join a dead body on the side of the road."

#rp ask meme #ask meme #rp meme #roleplay ask meme #mine.#prompt.#podcast.#comedy.

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fiveapocalypse · 1 year

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No because the chestnut family being Five’s family is so good imo. Ray is still learning the ins and outs of how to treat Five well and not make him upset but it’s progress and Five LOVES hanging out with Claire because let’s face it, kids have such chaotic energy that Five is the uncle who takes them out on the most wild afternoon ever like freaking bumper cars and rollercoasters and “look, here’s how to pick a lock,” but they’re also like siblings, dumb, dumb siblings. Claire is teaching Five about the simple stuff he has no idea about, Five is telling Claire how to defend herself from bullies but ONLY if the adults won’t do anything, they watch cartoons together, they bug Allison 24/7, they ask Ray for ice cream even though Five is lactose intolerant.

They sneak out around the house a lot, they eat horrible sugary junk food and get all upset that they have a stomach ache (Allison is scolding them both, especially Five, definitely Five. Can her brother PLEASE stop eating marshmallow and peanut butter sandwiches with whatever the HELL gummy bear soda is), they have a whole make believe story about two siblings (them) saving the world (from monsters and evil) which encompasses both Five’s desire to save the world from apocalyptic scenarios and Claire’s huge imagination. Allison buys Claire toys and gets Five legos and her brother has been building things since 3am Jesus Christ Five go to sleep and Ray picks Claire up from school and Five from this community center that he goes to and plays bingo with the elderly residents and has a genuinely good time there and likes listening to their stories and 100% asks to volunteer there and Allison is surprised but is like “oh sure okay.” And Five just enjoys being there okay, he loves it and he gets sad when one of the members is sad. Like no, Martha it’s okay I’m sorry your daughter is being so unreasonable, do you want to play chess?

Five defending the elderly in the community center and being very pissed about volunteers who act all entitled and rants to Allison about how they deserve better and Allison makes some food for them and Five brings it and they all just have a grand time and like, this is an AU I’d love okay

#the umbrella academy #five hargreeves #five hargreeves centric #five hargreeves the boy #allison hargreeves #ray chestnut #claire #alternate universe #autistic five !!#autistic number five

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well-its-not-human-anymore · 3 years

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Ok so like......a little bit ago you did some general headcanons for the TMNT boys in a relationship and I just love to imagine donnie with an s/o who's also a huge star wars fan like......picture sparring but the two of you just start making lightsaber noises and quoting lines as a form of banter.....and sometimes you start little fights about it because it's just fun to be like "you know I think Greedo shot first" and hear him go "whAT" three rooms over and rush to wherever you are......or having marathons every so often and needing pause every 10 minutes because one of you has another rant/theory about what's happening........and like cosplaying together and raising both your confidence and just having fun with it.......and the general shared fan behavior over merchandise and characters.....sorry your headcanons just inspired me and I wanted to share some of my thoughts. Anyway have a great day :)

Hey guys I'm back! Sorry for such a long hiatus, had some life shit I needed to work through. School's out and summer has been pretty okay so far, but if you've got any college tips for me please message me, I'll take all the advice I can get.

Anyways- I'm doing what I can to get back into writing, TMNT was a mild hyperfixation that I had a while ago, I never expected to gain so much traction on here for my writing. I hope you can understand my surprise when I got so much positive feedback and I do feel a little guilty for all of the requests that have sat in my inbox for months.

But no matter- I'm back now with a vengeance and I will be doing my best to push out more content. So thanks for being patient! Now that that's out of the way, let's get this show on the road.

TMNT Headcanons

In which everyone is afraid to ship people in the Star Wars universe in fear that they might be siblings (aka, Donnie's s/o is a huge star wars nerd and everyone else is fucking sick of it)

Donnie was dead on the floor the second you made a Star Wars reference in front of him

dead in all capitals

dead in italic font

dead™

thing was, he'd already thought you were cool before you made the reference, you were Casey's friend and you weren't scared of him or his brothers

he had the very vivid memory of you yanking a crowbar out of a discarded toolbox in an alley when you'd first met and using it to hit a foot soldier over the head

that hadn't surprised him too much, it was the noises you were making with your mouth

"are you-"

"yeah," you shrugged, "making lightsaber noises makes me feel better about rocking his absolute shit with this thing."

Donnie was a little wary of you after that

but it admittedly turned into admiration when you'd started dating

well, most of the time, you jumping at him at 3am screaming "you were the chosen one!" because he'd accidentally eaten your leftovers wasn't what he'd call endearing

it did make him careful not to eat your food however

and god knows you two couldn't get 5 minutes into a movie without pausing it to dissect the plot, much to everyone else's annoyance

the worst times were when you didn't pause it, the others would watch you talk for 15 minutes as the movie went on before you stopped and had to rewind

what should've taken only 3 hours ended up lasting 5 or 6

the others eventually banned you two from watching star wars with them

you were fine with it, more time to talk anyways

sometimes it was extremely helpful, spirit-lifting if you will

you wouldn't, it sounded really cheesy and you were lactose intolerant as fuck

but it did help when the mood was a little sour

you'd walked in on the entire family moping about, you didn't have to ask what happened, you knew they'd had another fight

your eyes landed on Leo first and you decided to roll with it

"I did it."

they noticed how low your voice was first, and when they looked at you your expression was dark

"Uh... did what exactly?" Mikey was the first to respond

"I killed them- I killed them all. Not just the men. But the women and children too."

maybe it was your face, maybe your horrible impression of Anakin, whatever it was it made Raph snort so hard he fell into a coughing fit

Donnie did that near imperceptible giggle he always did whenever he found something funny and hearing that sent Mikey into a fit of laughter

Leo cracked last, not laughing entirely but he gave you that amused side smile and shook his head

yeah, you were pretty good at lifting the mood

sometimes it served very helpfully as a method to get Donnie out of his lab

one day when you were over having lunch with the others you immediately noticed your boyfriend's absence. you didn't comment- usually he came out on his own accord

but he didn't

Raph had sighed and rose to retrieve his younger brother

"hang on a sec Raph," you were mumbling through a mouthful of sandwich and waving at the wall of muscle. it took a moment for you to swallow your food before you winked at the others

then you raised your voice just a little and announced-

"yeah- that's an interesting take on that, but I still say that Greedo shot first"

you counted on your hands, your eyes twinkling with amusement

3-2-1-

"YOU WHAT?!"

"there we go."

all six and a half feet of the purple genius came tumbling down the hall and into the kitchen, gaze landing on you in complete and utter shock

"Works like a charm, hey darling, it's lunchtime and you need to eat."

"But-"

"You can chastise me later, now sit down and put food in your face."

he managed to shut his mouth and sit down at the table and at that moment the rest of the family burst into rambunctious laughter

Donnie was halfway through his second sandwich when he looked up at you again

"you don't actually think that, right?"

You snorted into your apple juice

"Of course not Donnie, I'm a dumbass, not an idiot."

I had SO much fun writing this, forgot how much I missed doing it. I hope you like it! And thanks for being patient with me!

-Mars 🌠

#tmnt bayverse #tmnt headcanons #tmnt x reader #tmnt donatello #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2014 #ask response #askbox #submission #answered

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eternalstann · 4 years

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Baby Fever

Tom Holland x Reader

Warnings: swearing, mature themesss

You and Tom babysit for Harrison, Tom realizes how badly he wants his own kids..with you.

“I can baby sit for you!” You chirp to Harrison, and Tom looks up from his food. He’d had baby fever for few months now, and he knew this was not going to help.

“Are you sure Y/N” he asks, face already lit up at your offer and you nod. Harrison had been complaining all dinner about how he’d told his step brother he’d babysit his two kids this weekend, but the girl he’d had his eye on for weeks asked him to hangout.

Harrison runs around the table, and hugs you. “Thank you Y/N, you’re literally a lifesaver!” He exhales and you just smile, “You’re welcome Haz”

—-

“I’m so excited! I haven’t seen them since we went to the races last June!” You tell Tom, running around your apartment trying to put the finishing touches on, and baby proofing everything.

“I know, I can’t believe Eva’s five...” Tom says, taking a sip of his beer and you pout at him.

“How’re you gonna help me babysit if you’re drunk Thomas!” You tease and he laughs, holding up his hands. “Sorry babe”

You kiss his cheek, pulling away when you hear a knock on the door. You nearly sprint, pulling it open and melting as soon as you do.

“Y/N!” Eva screams, jumping into your arms and you squeeze her tight. “Hi honey!” You exclaim, leaning back to look at her. “You get more beautiful every time I see you, and taller too!” You tell her and she smiles, “I’m tallest in my class”

“I’m here too y’know!” Tom speaks up, walking over to hug her.

You stand up, and embrace Lauren. “Lauren, it’s so good to see you...you look amazing!” You embrace her and she grips your shoulders when she pulls away. “Me! You look stunning. Thank you so much for doing this” she breathes and you wave your hand.

“Anytime, where’s Theo?” You ask, pretending not to see the boy behind his moms legs. “Hmmm, I sure wish my friend Theo was here” you sigh, you hear little giggles and peak your head around Lauren.

“There you are!” You grin, lifting him and placing him on your hip. “Y/N!” He struggles to say your name but does his best.

“Okay, so they usually go to bed around 9. Theo still gets his sippy cup to go to sleep. And he uses pull ups, but he’ll tell you if he has to use the loo. They can eat whatever you do but Eva is lactose intolerant. If you have any trouble just call me, or that flake Harrison” she jokes, setting their bags on the floor by your couch and you nod.

“Got it, now go enjoy your alone time!” You shoo her and Theo mimics you. Lauren fakes offense before kissing his forehead, and waving to Eva who was busy showing Tom her American girl doll.

“....but you’re English!” You hear him tell her and you roll your eyes. Only Tom.

“Hmmmm Theo, what do you like to do now that you’re 3?” You ask, setting him down on the ground. He pauses thoughtfully, “eat brownies!” He cheers.

You expected him to say play hide and seek or something. But you could do brownies. “Tom?” You look to him and he’s already pulling Eva to the kitchen.

Tom watches your every move, the way you lift Theo to stir the batter. The way Eva giggles when you pretend not to notice the chocolate on your nose. How you clap every time one of the kids adds an ingredient properly.

All of it makes his heart clench...and his stomach stir. You were so good with them, he couldn’t help but wonder what you’d be like with your own. His kids. Would they look like you, or him, or both?

God, he doesn’t know what came over him. He just couldn’t stop thinking about filling you up, and watching you get big with his baby inside of you. His baby having his baby. Tom’s so deep into his fantasy he doesn’t hear you calling him.

“Tom...Tom!” You laugh, your dazed boyfriend looking startled when he finally realizes you’d been shouting his name.

“Yes love?” He answers, and you notice him adjusting himself before walking over to you. You smirk, leaning in to whisper in his ear. “Was it me bending over the oven that got you all hot and bothered?” you joke and he kisses your forehead.

“Something like that”

The rest of the night goes smoothly, the kids pretty much tire themselves out. And you only had to diffuse a mini temper tantrum when you explained that Eva couldn’t have milk with her brownies.

But it was when Tom walked by the bathroom, and saw you playing with Theo and Eva as you gave them a bath that he knew. He wanted you to have his babies.

He already knew you were the one. You’d talked about marriage and he knew you wanted kids. He just didn’t know when. He was praying now was the time.

You practically collapse into bed once you get the kids to sleep and Tom listens to your breathing even out, and tries to do the same. But he’s too caught up in his thoughts to sleep.

—-

Morning comes, and Lauren picks up the kids. Tom loved Eva and Theo, but he was practically itching to get you alone.

Before you even get the door all the way closed he grabs you, pushing you against the wall. You don’t protest when he kisses you and you hum, wrapping your arms his neck.

“Wait; wait!” Tom calls, pulling back from you and leading you to sit on the couch. “I want to talk to you” he explains and you can’t help but feel a little nervous.

Tom takes a deep breath and holds your hands in his.

“Y/N I love you so much...” he starts and your eyes go wide, was he breaking up with you? “...and I was thinking, I really want to have a baby” you exhale in relief when he finishes but then your eyes go wide again.

“What?!” You exclaim. That was the last thing you’d expected him to say. His face falls a little at your reaction and you squeeze his hands.

“Tom I love you too, and I want to have your babies someday...I just don’t know about now” you admit. “There’s things I still want to do..” you continue and Tom shifts.

“Why not? You have a good job, and lets be real I could support us and ten kids if I had too. You could quit, and both of you could come with me when I’m shooting. We could all travel the world together. And we could hire a babysitter sometimes, plus I know my parents would help out so we could still go out and have alone time. Watching you with the kids yesterday solidified it for me. Y/N I want this so bad. And if you don’t right now, then I will absolutely respect that, but I just want you to know I'm ready to do whatever it takes to make it work. I want this with you”

Your heart swells at his words. This just all seemed too much like a dream to you. But you knew you loved Tom. Imagine how much you’d love the baby you made with him.

Any doubts in your mind were erased when you looked in Toms eyes. How steady he was, how much he felt like home. You wanted this with him too.

You nod.

“Let’s have a baby”

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YOU GUYS IM 21!!!! I’m so excited :)

This was just something to post imma do a lil saucy part 2 of the actual baby making lol, I love y’all!

P.S do y’all like Toms new haircut??

#tom holland #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland blurb #tom holland fluff #tom holland preference #tom holland one shot #spiderman imagine

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thesunshinydays · 3 years

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[insert blaseball fic title here]

a wip for @blaseballwipamnesty about lenny marijuana learning how to deal with splort related anxiety before her first game, all as part of my scheme to put more real sports things into blaseball content. theres a lot more that i want to add to this including scenes from the game itself, but i just havent gotten around to it yet. also, this is @waveridden ‘s sister!lenny because thats my favorite lenny. overall id say it isnt even halfway done, though i do intend on finishing it at some point

i put it under a readmore because it needs content warning for food and a very frank discussion of dealing with a nervous stomach

“Okay so, I’m not nervous,” Lenny says, feeling like she might throw up at any moment. She’s looking down at what would normally be a perfectly appetizing waffle. It has a chunk cut out, separated from the rest with a fork stuck in it. She had tried to take a bite. She really had. But the idea of actually having to eat it was making her even more nauseous, so she is staring at it instead, as if that will let her passively absorb the calories she needs to pitch her first real game out of the shadows. She is pointedly *not* looking at Mike Townsend sitting across from her as she continues speaking: “But let’s say, hypothetically, I know someone who is pitching their first game today and is nervous about it. What advice would you suggest I pass along to them?”

“Well, first,” Mike says, “it’s normal to be nervous, so your friend shouldn’t feel bad about that. Any athlete that says they’ve never been nervous for a competition is a liar.”

“Really? I’ve never been nervous, ever,” Lenny lies.

“Oh, obviously. But for your friend: the secret to maximizing personal performance isn’t about not feeling anxious, it’s about learning how to work with that anxiety in a productive way and knowing that you can perform your best even while nervous,” Mike rattles off rotely.

“Why does this sound familiar?” Lenny asks.

“Because it’s in the presentation that the splort psychologist gives during every preseason training camp, which, I might add, your friend would know if she didn’t, hm, I don’t know, fall asleep in the middle of it,” he says.

“At least I don’t know it word for word,” she snaps back.

“I thought it was your friend who needed advice?” Mike looks a little smug and Lenny kicks him lightly under the table in retaliation. He laughs.

“Are you gonna give me real advice or what?” Lenny asks. She tried to make it sound biting or sarcastic, but she’s not sure it worked. She looks down again at her waffle chunk and pushes it around the plate. Teddy had worked hard to talk the hotel manager into opening up the waffle station at around four in the afternoon for the team, since it was normally reserved for complimentary breakfasts. She knew this wasn’t the team’s standard operating procedure. Normally, they’d go wherever they wanted for lunch, but Teddy had suggested this today instead. She feels shitty having to let the effort go to waste. She looks back up at Mike and says, “Quit it with the stupid psycho babble and give me something actionable, I feel like I’m gonna hurl.”

“Well first off, milk is the wrong choice,” he says as he takes her barely touched glass of whole milk and pushes his untouched glass of orange juice toward her.

He thought something like this might happen and got the juice for me in the first place, that fucking sneak, Lenny realizes.

“Second,” Mike says, ”stop trying to force yourself to eat if you feel like you can’t. It’s better to snack throughout the day if your stomach won’t settle than to eat a bunch at once. The ideal would be dried fruit and jerky so that you get carbs and protein to give you energy in the moment and through the course of the game, but we can make trail mix work.”

“Can’t, peanut allergy,” Lenny says.

“We can get you one with granola and almonds. Also, if you really, really can’t eat during the game, at least make sure you’re drinking a sports drink. It’s a lot of sugar, but it’s better than nothing and will keep you hydrated. Also, if you’ve recently had a lot of dairy, you might think about taking a lactaid.”

Lenny squints at him. “Those pills for lactose intolerant people? But I’m not--”

Mike cuts her off before she can finish. “I know, but it might help digestion go smoother and faster anyway, or at least placebo effect you into thinking it’s working.”

“Okay, I was giving you shit earlier but this is actually really helpful.” Lenny’s impressed. Somewhere along the line she had starting thinking of Mike as her weird mom friend -- her mind briefly supplies “adopted brother” but she stomps on that line of thinking before she can let herself analyze it -- and had forgotten that he was also one of the most famous (or infamous) pitchers in the ILB with half a dozen or so seasons of experience.

“My stomach isn’t quite as bad as yours, but I did used to get really nervous for games,” he admits.

“Used to? What changed? I thought you said anyone who says they never get nervous is a liar?” she asks.

“It’s not like I never get nervous, it’s just that… after enough games you start to get used to being nervous. That and well, after everything that’s happened, my perspective has shifted.” He gives a small shrug and looks past her out a window.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” She knows she shouldn’t even have to ask. She asks anyway.

“The only games I get really, really nervous for anymore are eclipse games,” Mike says, still looking away, “‘Cause how I perform determines how long we stay on the field.”

#blaseball wip amnesty #blaseball #seattle garages #lenny marijuana #mike townsend #brief mention of teddy as well #SunnySpeaks #writing #wip amnesty was a good idea it made me get more work done on this and its fun reading everyones stuff #*rubs my sporty little hands together* yes more relatable athlete experiences in blaseball my evil agenda #its the olympics and im taking it out on fake people

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smileybokuto · 4 years

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haikyuu boys reacting to a s/o with a dairy allergy

who: codename: middle children group

suna, osamu, atsumu, yamaguchi, ushijima, kunimi, futakuchi, terushima

a/n: i have a dairy allergy which is different from lactose intolerance. it’s like being on your period and having crippling cramps.

Rintarō Suna

this man would not believe you.

he would high key give you a latte with like whole milk and wait to see what happens 😤

later when you collapse from pain he’s like what’s wrong.

then you go over everything and see it you had anything that had a high amount of dairy.

then your like

‘babe was that latte non dairy’ and he’s just like ‘oh shit i didn’t think it would cause you pain,’

then you pop some advil in and curl up into a ball.

he would feel bad and spoil you for the rest of the week.

Osamu Miya

this man 🤍

this man is an educated man😌

he would take this so seriously anything he made food for you it will be dairy free.

if you ever have dairy this man will be there.

but

he’s a fucking asshole like

‘why the fuck did you eat something with dairy be more careful.’

like bitch

what

how was i suppose to know that burger was cooked in butter.

that would be the end of you guys going out to eat.

he might be an ass but he’s your ass who cares and he doesn’t like seeing you in pain

also he definitely left a bad yelp review

he would turn on your favorite show and lay in bed with you while rubbing small circles on your back.

Atsumu Miya

this man does not give a fuck

until one day you guys decided to stop and get chic fil a or some shit and you ask them to make sure there is no dairy on your sandwich.

you eat the sandwich thinking everything was fine but when you got home you weren’t feeling so well

and atsumu was confused

you laid down on the bed curled up in pain

he’s all like what’s the matter with yer

and your like that burger bun was definitely buttered

he’s like what

you look at him like he’s an absolute idiot and say i have a fucking dairy allergy remember

his eyes open wide and he’s like

‘oh i just thought you had to shit a lot if you had dairy. i didn’t know it caused you pain’

mama tsumu kicks in

he brings you advil and a cup of water while grumbling about how you should have said something sooner

while you did he just didn’t care 🙄

anyone who thinks atsumu is not a good boyfriend get out of my face this man is literally so sweet

then he would call his brother and yell at him for not telling him what a dairy allergy was even though he never fucking asked.

then he wouldn’t leave your side till you felt better lots of cuddles.

Tadashi Yamaguchi

let’s be honest this man did his research. he wanted to be educated 👏🏾

so when you accidentally have some dairy

you would think he would remain calm

but no baby boy is panicking trying to figure out how to help you. 😓

you just like get me some advil and water pls

he does obviously

you have to calm him down while you’re in pain.

he sits with you on the couch and every time you wince he does to

he feels your pain because he doesn’t like seeing you in pain 🥺

Wakatoshi Ushijima

this man is useless

i love him but he’s confused about your allergy

and doesn’t ask for you to explain it 😡

he comes over unexpectedly

just waltz’s right into your apartment

and sees you curled up in the fetal position

his first instinct is to try and pick you up to move you to the bed

you like don’t touch me because your waiting for a break in the pain before moving and he’s like what’s wrong

you tell him you accidentally eat dairy and now your stomach is cramping up.

he sits by your head and just pats it waiting for you to tell him what to do

he’s a big baby reminds me of hinata 🥺 literally clueless nuggets

Akira Kunimi

Kunimi cares but like that’s your problem if you eat dairy

he’ll hold your hand while you throw up

if your stomach is hurting he’ll give you Advil and cuddles

but he’s not going to do research

he knows what makes you feel good when your down

so he just does that

this man is observant and could tell you weren’t feeling well before you even said anything a real fucking keeper 😘

Kenji Futakuchi

Let’s be honest

he was the one who gave it to you

because you trusted him you ate that pasta with no hesitation

when your stomach started to hurt

he was scared

he was confused as to why you just started crying

then you ask about dairy in the pasta 🍝

he like yeah there was parm in there and you reminded him you have a dairy allergy

he feels awful

like for the next week he gets you whatever you want

Yūji Terushima

if anyone tries to tell me terushima would not be the most attentive boyfie ever we gon fight

this man right here

there would be no accidentally eating dairy

like daichi

if you go out this man will ask the waiter like a thousand questions about the dish you want

he’s like babe order whatever you want

then when the waiter comes out he’s like make sure you don’t put fucking butter on it. that shits dairy too because people always forgets butter is fucking dairy.

this man does not want to see you in pain or crying so he’s extra aggressive about it too

but if you were to ever to actually eat dairy

he would one hundred and thirty two percent be there for you.

he would give you kisses cuddles

whatever the fuck your wanted you got it

he will make sure you have advil ever four hours like clock work setting alarms

all in all this is the person you want when you aren’t feeling well.

PERIOD

#haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu!!#suna #suna rintarō #suna x reader #osamu miya #osamu #miya #atsumu #atsumu miya #yamaguchi #kunimi #terushima #ushijima #wakatoshi ushijima #futakuchi #kenji futakuchi #yuji teru

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a-garden-of-worlds · 4 years

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Alright so a few people have expressed wanting to adopt and own a lamia bitty that I created a while back.

So, now that I have a design for his brother and their eggs (there are two, one created by me and one created by my new friend, Sys, who's bitty blog is @forgotten-bittys

Both the bitties and their eggs have strange effects on their environment, so without further ado, let's get into the lore, shall we?

So to start off, this particular set of bitty twins are a strange phenomena that has started being reported throughout the world where random people and random bitty shops recieve a small package of unknown origins. Sometimes it holds (one) of the two eggs mentioned above, which will eventually hatch into a set of twins. Other times it holds the already hatched pair of baby lamia. (85% male, 10%female 5% other (nonbinary)

The Lunar Type egg (the first one, drawn traditionally by me) affects the dreams of those who sleep with in the same room as the egg. Whatever dreams you might normally have start becoming increasingly bizzar until the egg hatches.

Sometimes these dreams are prophetic, and you find that what happened in your dream ends up coming true not long after. Other times you get the feeling you've traveled, or even witnessed something change in the (sometimes very distant) past and may later open up a history book to find that very event had actually happened. (Or you get the feeling it should be something else and has changed)

Still, other times you travel to other strange, unknown realities. And throughout each and every dream and nightmare you get the sense that your body or soul is traversing the surface of the egg.

For the Solar type, (drawn digitally, again by Sys.)

It gives of a glittering, cold, black mist and glows in the dark. Causing hallucinations during the night and bringing a feeling of comfort during the night.

Both sparkle and shimmer in the sunlight.

The bitties: each single egg hatches a pair of twins. More often than not these twins will be tightly coiled around each other, embracing and it could take some gentle coaxing to get them to separate. It will be easier to coax them to let go of each other if you got them as an egg and were the first one seen when they open their eyes, but if you got them after they hatched, they'll likely be a little more stubborn.

As for personality, it's entirely up to the individual adopting as each pair is different in their own ways.

If you decide you only want to adopt one and not the other, know that separating them will make them always feel as though something is missing. They might try to fill that void somehow.

The twins feed on negative and positive emotions as you might expect from a dream and nightmare bitty, leaving behind no waste. They can still eat regular food however, if they so wish but you might want to limit their intake lest they get indigestion. Some individuals may have allergies or be lactose intolerant. Also: their little crowns appear sometime after feeding on emotions for the first time.

As for the effects of the bitty twins, they appear to cause an increase in bad and good luck. You might win the lottery, but at the same time you could have your identity stolen. (Might wanna up the security on that just in case)

Sometimes you may also end up with a cryptid or something stalking you at night, wherever you go. This last one is much more likely to happen if you only have the crescent twin.

Mating/heat

They get their first heat at age 18. However for some reason, all attempts at breeding them has never worked to produce the lunar or solar eggs, and more often than not they prove to be infertile so the origins of the eggs remain a mystery. (You can still make ship kids with them though I won't stop you.)

Oh! And one more thing about their lore: since they're such a strange phenomena, the local government might try to come take them from you in one way or another if they catch wind of you having them, so uh, bitty disappearances might happen.(Should you want to spice things up in a fic or something)

That's... About all the information I've got on my lamias so far, besides an idea for corrupted versions of them but if I ever go through with it it'll be at a later date in a separate post.

So, how do you adopt? Just make something with them. Draw it, write it, or even just daydreaming about it. Choice is yours. Ya want a pair or even just one, go for it. I don't mind.

Can you make nsfw of them? I don't mind as long as

1. They're both appropriately aged and act/look like it.

2. Everything is appropriately tagged/in the appropriate place for that kind of content so as to avoid minors coming across it.

3. ABSOLUTELY NO MINOR/ADULT! That shits gross.

Credit: as you probably already know, og Nightmare and Dream were made by jokublog while I made the design and one of the eggs shown here.

Should you credit me? Well, it's not 100% necessary but I'd really like to see what you make if you decide to do anything with them so if you could do that just to tag me, that'd be great. (Again not 100% necessary as long as your not claiming the designs as your own.)

And well... That's it! That's the post! 😊 adopt away!

#bittybones #bittybones nightmare #lamia bitty #eclipse eggs

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help-who-am-i · 3 years

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Have you ever played golf? I went to the driving range a couple of times with my dad when we were younger and have played mini golf before, but I don’t recall playing a real game of golf. Is there a lake near your house? Sadly not. What was the last TV show you watched an episode of? Star Trek: The Next Generation. Do you like beer? If so, what’s your favorite brand? No. What color is your favorite fruit? I don’t have a favourite - too many taste so good! How often do you update your Facebook status? Never. When was the last time you went to the supermarket? Yikes... a long while ago. I’m currently living with my family and mum is a superhero who organises the shopping each week (click & collect). Have you ever been pulled over for speeding? No, I’ve been caught by speed cameras but have never been pulled over. What was the last thing you ate? Onion bhaji. Do you feel bad when you throw food out? Yes, of course! I try my best not to be wasteful, but I’m not quite at ‘turning leftover banana peel into bacon’ yet. Seriously, it’s a thing! What’s your favorite sort of pasta? I really like tagliatelle. What do you think about the new Apple Watch? I didn’t even know about it (I don’t follow news). Have you ever been on a log flume ride? Yes. What was the last wedding you attended? I think it was my uncle’s, which was at least ten years ago. I don’t care for weddings. Are you religious? What do you believe in? No, I’m agnostic. What’s your favorite thing about the weekend? Currently I’m not working much at all, so my favourite thing about the weekend is that other people in the household tend to go out of the house more often (meaning that I sometimes get the house to myself). How often do you go to the drive-thru? Not often at all anymore; I prefer to cook my own food and occasionally order food to be delivered. Do you know anyone who’s lived through a natural disaster? Yes, several people who have experienced hurricanes/tornadoes from the US or south-east Asia. How do you feel right now? Surprisingly OK; a little bit lonely. Also a little hungry, but I need to lose weight, so I’m trying to resist. Have you ever tried to make risotto? No, I find risotto quite sickly for some reason, so it wouldn’t be a dish that I’d choose to cook. What does your favorite perfume/cologne smell like? Fruity. How many brothers/sisters do you have? One brother. When was the last time you waxed anything on your body, if ever? Several years ago. I use an epilator to shave off leg hairs now. The ‘tash gets tweezered and occasionally removed with a razor. Have you ever broken a window, intentionally or not? No. How far do you think you can run? I can’t quantify it but I’m quite sure the answer is ‘not very far at all’. I’m so unfit, send help! What is your favorite video game? There are so many fantastic video games out there which are all uniquely amazing within their own right. I really couldn’t choose just one favourite.

Here are my more recently played favourites (within the past three years): Red Dead Redemption 2, Kingdom Come: Deliverance, Dragon Age 1-3, Mass Effect 1-3, Witcher 3, Shadow of Mordor, Shadow of War.

Here are my old favourites: Pokemon (especially Emerald and Fire Red), Animal Crossing: Wild World, Dog’s Life, Gallop Racer 2, Mario Kart Wii, Animal Crossing: City Folk, Red Dead Redemption, RuneScape (now OldSchool), Horse Isle 2 (now Eternal), Sims 3, Zoo Tycoon 2. Do you know anyone who uses a wheelchair? No. Have you ever made your own pizza or pasta dough? Yes, with help, when I was younger. It’s something I’d really like to try in the near future. What’s your favorite fast food place? Wagamama! The vegatsu curry and mushroom bao buns are to die for. When was the last time you went out for a meal? Oh, yikes... not for quite some time. I don’t really miss it though; covid kind of helped me to check myself and change a few old unhealthy eating habits.

Can you sing? Yes and no. Can I answer with that? If I’m really feeling the song and my voice is OK, then yes. If I’m not feeling it and my voice is acting up then no, God no. Do you wear a watch? I try to remember to, but I often forget. Sometimes I like the pressure on my wrist - I find that it helps to keep me calm. Other times I find the pressure really irritating and have to take it off. Have you ever watched an entire season of a TV show in one day? I have not; I tip my hat to people who have. It’s a superpower! Lord knows how they keep their attention focussed for so long. What did you have for dinner tonight (or last night)? Chickpea and coconut curry (with the onion bhajis). Would you ever consider getting plastic surgery? What would you have done? Not now, no. There was a time when I was considering having my nose made smaller. Have you used the app Yik Yak? No, I have never heard of it. Do you like shrimp? I like most animals, but spiders, ants and some flying insects still freak me out (I’m working on it). Shrimp are pretty cute. The peacock mantis shrimp is awesome! They can punch with the speed of a .22 calibre bullet, according to the American Museum of Natural History website. Tell me three of your favorite movies. Fast & Furious, Lord of the Rings, Ace Ventura. Are you lactose intolerant? Probably... I used to consume dairy, but I don’t any more, so I will probably feel unwell if I consume it again. Have you ever been in a car accident? If hitting a deer counts, then yes. Poor fella... I was driving home from an early morning survey for work, so I was pretty tired. It was a dark country road bordered on either side by deep ditches, dense shrubbery and woodland. I did an emergency stop, but the bumper of my car still bumped the deer in the process of stopping. I didn’t see where they went, so I assume that they darted off into the forest. I nearly caused another accident as I was driving away because I was still processing the shock (nearly let my car slip down the side ditch), but I managed to redirect the wheels in time.

What color shirt are you wearing right now? Blue. Do you know how to play poker? No, I got the hang of it once, but I haven’t played in so long that I’ve forgotten. Who is your favorite superhero? Hulk or Falcon; I’m leaning slightly more towards Falcon.

#survey #surveys #personal

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imaginetrahs · 4 years

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5. I don’t know who that is. Sorry.

Third

Monday came faster than Solana wanted it to.

After Friday the rest of her weekend went by in a blur. Saturday and Sunday were spent with family since there wasn't much of that since she came home from camp.

Solana had just finished getting dressed, reluctantly, and made her way towards the kitchen. Jamal was sitting at the table eating a bowl of cereal. Solana knew that he would text her later about his stomach hurting from the milk, he's lactose intolerant but she didn't say anything.

"Hey, do you want a ride." Solana grabbed her bookbag from its spot by the door and slipped on her sandals.

Jamal shook his head, "I'm gonna walk with the crew. But I'll see you at lunch?" He placed his bowl in the sink and grabbed his bag too. Both of the Turner kids walked out of the house and Solana locked the door behind them. Their dad was respected because of his business but they could never be too sure.

"Yes sir." Solana walked to her car while Jamal started walking down the street toward school. "Please be safe J."

"Girl, you know I'm always safe." He turned around walking backwards and popped his collar. "They need to watch out for me cause I'm dangerous."

Because Jamal was turned around not watching where he was going, he backed into a fire hydrant and fell back. Solana rolled her eyes and got in her car, she pulled out and made her way to pick up Braelyn and Raziya.

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"Who's your first period?" Solana, Braelyn and Raziya were still sitting in the car waiting for the first bell to ring. Each girl had their phone in their hand looking at their class schedule.

"I have Bloomberg." Solana glanced at the other girls as they groaned in protest.

"Fucking lucky." Raziya sighed out. "I have Ms. Roberts."

Solana and Braelyn let out collectives 'ooohs'. They both understood Raziya's frustration seeing as they both had her last year for English class and she was not an easy teacher.

"Well I have Ms. Carter and I'm okay with it because she's pretty chill." Braelyn opened her door and slid out along with Solana and Raziya.

Walking through the parking Solana noticed the familiar cherry red convertible parked across the street with its owner sitting in the driver seat. She tried not to make eye contact but it was hard when she could feel him staring at her.

"He's basically burning a hole in your face." Solana groaned kept walking. She was still upset about Friday but she wasn't pressed about it.

"I know." The three girls sat at one of the tables in front of the school. They continued to talk about their classes and what teachers they didn't like.

"So are you like over Oscar." Braelyn set her phone down on the table and looked at Solana. Braelyn knew that she wasn't, she just wanted to hear her say it.

"I don't know who that is." Solana shrugged her shoulders and continued her people watching. Across the way she noticed her brother and his friends sitting at a table, they must've been waiting for Cesar.

Raziya rolled her eyes, "Lana for real."

"Well technically we were never together for me to 'be over him' but I just think what he did was stupid as fuck and if he didn't want to hang with me he could've just told me that. Instead he blew me off for another girl without a call or text." Solana took her bag off and laid her head on it. "So I don't know, but I do know boys are stupid."

"Except me though, right?" Solana rolled her head to the right and seen Cesar standing there with a smirk on his face.

"No, especially you." Solana joked to him and got up to hug him. "I'm just kidding Ceas. How you been?"

He nodded his head and shrugged simultaneously. "I've been better. But hey my brother wants to talk to you."

Solana shook her head 'no' and sat back in her seat. The last thing she wanted to do was talk to Oscar right now because it would ruin her whole day and it barely started.

Cesar's phone dinged and glanced at it. He had a text from his brother. "He said if you don't go over there then he'll come over here, your choice."

Solana sighed as loud as she could and dragged her feet across the street. She could hear her friends plus Cesar laughing behind her.

Solana opened the red door and flung herself into the passenger seat while slamming the door. She slouched into the seat and crossed her arms across her chest, glaring out of the windshield.

"Yo chill out with slammin' my shit!" Oscars eyebrows knitted in frustration. First Solana wasn't answering his texts and now she's here slamming his car door.

Solana turned to him in mock sympathy. She placed her hand over her chest, "I'm sorry, let me just-", she opened the door and slammed it again.

Oscar clenched and unclenched his jaw, not wanting to lose his cool towards her. He watched her type on her phone instead of paying attention to him.

Oscar snatched the phone from Solana's hand and put it in pocket closest to the driver door. "Tell me how you feel Sol." He shifted his body towards her direction and threw his arm across the back of the car seat.

"You're an asshole." She looked at him with a stoic face. "Instead of just telling me you didn't want to hang out, you stood me up and I had to hang with my brother. Not that I mind because I love my brother, and we actually had a lot of fun, it's just you could've sent a text. And then you ditched me for Amaya, of all people."

"Are you jealous?" Oscar smirked her way.

"Of Amaya?" Solana screwed her face up and laughed wholeheartedly. "Yeah right. She's slept with literally every guy in our grade, you're just another one that got added and checked off her list. Don't feel too special."

Solana heard the bell for first period ring and grabbed the door handle to get out. "We're not together so I'm not mad, but don't invite me to hang out if you're just gonna bail." She shut the door with a shrug and made her way to class.

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Lunch time came and to say Solana was happy was an understatement. She had two more classes to go to, being on block schedule was a gift. Solana walked through the countless bodies in the hallway to her locker. She grabbed her sketch pad for her double art class, instead of having to come all the way back to this side of the school.

Solana closed and locker her locker and made her way to the cafeteria. Her phone buzzed in her hand and she glanced at it to see a text from Oscar.

Spooky 👻

I'm picking you up later

11:25 AM

Mamas 🖤

No you're not

11:30 AM

Solana grabbed a lunch tray and went through the lunch line like every other person. She decided between the lesser evils of lunch food and went with a chicken salad. Another text came through and Siri read it in her AirPods.

Spooky 👻

Let me make it up to you

11:35 AM

Mamas 🖤

It's a little too late for that don't you think 🙂

11:36 AM

Spooky 👻

Be ready by 6

11:38 AM

Mamas 🖤

Say I do agree to this...

What am I supposed to wear?

11:40 AM

Solana walked out of the cafeteria to the outside tables and found her brother and his friends plus Braelyn and Raziya.

"Hey you's guys." Solana sat between her brother and Ruby, hugging his head. Like all of Jamals friends, Ruby had a special place in her heart, a close second to Cesar. She loved them all in her own little way.

Spooky 👻

Whatever you want baby

11:47 AM

You look good in everything

11:47 AM

Solana smirked at her phone at what Oscar said. She didn't want to toot her own horn but, he wasn't wrong.

Mamas 🖤

Whatever 🙄

11:50 AM

I'll see you later

11:51 AM

Jamal glanced over his sisters shoulder, along with Ruby, to see her texting Oscar. Neither of them said anything but glanced at each other, knowing that she could be used in their plan to talk to Oscar.

"Who you texting Sol." Raziya leaned on her hand grinning at Solana. Braelyn tilted her head at Solana and glanced to Raziya.

"Yeah, she was pretty smiley over there wasn't she Ziy?" Solana rolled her eyes with the other gazed at her, waiting for an answer.

"Don't start." Solana shot her hand out in a 'stop' motion. "Don't start."

Braelyn and Raziya threw their hands up in surrender. "Ok, fine."

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Sonshine senior year is mine 🤪

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Braezy period best 💕 15 likes

Sonshine this year is ours sis @Shawtylowe

SwaggieJ Period sis 20 likes

Sonshine jamal get tf 😂

Amilli 👻

Sonshine blocked

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Shawtylowe do I need school or does school need me 🤔

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Sonshine period cause shit is bogus 100 likes

Shawtylowe ain't it 😩

Eazy I need you

Shawtylowe dude get tf ☹️

Latrelle answer my dms

Shawtylowe eww 🤮

Shawtylowe @Amilli bitch stop liking my shit

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Braezy glad it's my last year ☺️ enjoy this outfit because after this it's sweats and hoodies 🙂

119 comments

Sonshine ong 😭

Shawtylowe you're so cute 😩💕 78 likes

Braezy thank you baby 💕

Mario hey

Braezy bye

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Amilli I had him now you can have him back 😇

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Shawtylowe you want to beat yo ass again

Amilli you didn't beat me the first time so...

Shawtylowe you're a bird 🦆 leave my friend and he man alone or imma fuck you up ong 💁🏽‍♀️ 115 likes

Sonshine Ziy chill 😂

Latrelle get at me ma

Amilli 🤪😘

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I can't fucking stand that bitch. Raziya text the groupchat. After lunch everyone went to their respective classes. Since most of the school followed the four girls, the drama was already spreading and it was only the first day.

Amaya was the type of girl that craved drama and attention. Her name was always in something and someone always got dragged down with her. The girls were friends with Amaya, once upon a time, but then things changed. Amaya was caught up in being better than everyone, but it happens.

Solana sat in art class, the only class she really cared for. She loved art in all forms, getting this class double was amazing for her. Not to mention her teacher was one of her favorites.

There were a little less than ten minutes left of class and Solana didn't want to leave. Her leaving meant she would have to hang with Oscar, and she didn't really want to.

When the bell rang to go home, Solana took her time leaving. Lately she hasn't been able to have any 'me time' so she took this time to. Her life was hectic right now between; cheer, seeing a man that is older than her, and school starting up, she wasn't sure she'd be able to handle it.

Solana's phone dinged in her back pocket, she pulled it out and seen a text from Jamal.

J-man 🏈

My stomach hurts

3:15 PM

Can you take me home

3:16 PM

"I fucking knew it."

#oscar diaz #oscar diaz x oc #oscar diaz imagines #black girl oc #oscar diaz imagine #spooky diaz #spooky #on my block

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hiiiii loves, i’m aimee and this is my baby lucy !!! pls plot with me while i watch brooklyn nine nine for the 7th time. also this is long bc i ramble a lot, i apologize in advanced… love me?

chicago’s very own lucille “lucy” withers has been spotted on madison avenue driving a ferrari dino 206 gt , welcome ! your resemblance to lennon stella is unreal . according to tmz , you just had your twenty-first birthday bash . your chance of surviving new york is uncertain because you’re taciturn , but also being benevolent might help you . i think being a scorpio explains that . 3 things that would paint a better picture of you would be half smoked cigarettes , middle of the night adventures , behaving recklessly .

trigger warning for: cancer, loss of a parent and eating disorder mentions.

THE BACKSTORY

lucille withers was born on october 31st to jenny and vincent withers. she was their third and final child, the only girl and they couldn’t have been more overjoyed.

they raised their children in chicago with vacation home by the beach in malibu where they spent most of their summers.

the withers family was quite wealthy – vincent being a big time corporate lawyer and jenny being a respectable editor for a fashion magazine. however, the three children were raised as normally as possible ( if you ignored their massive house and the fact that they were encouraged to participate in more sports and activities than they had time for ).

lucy grew up in dance classes, piano lessons, figure skating, she was a cheerleader in school and she spent a lot of time volunteering at animal shelters as her parents instilled in all their children the value of giving back to their community.

when lucy was six her mother became very ill, cancer cells attacking her brain on progressing quickly. they made her comfortable for as long as possible but just three days after lucy’s seventh birthday her mother passed away in the night.

things changed after that, her brothers were constantly getting into fights at school and lashing out, her father was rarely home any more always working and little lucy was doing everything in her power just to keep the peace. the seven year old made herself invisible to not cause any more problems at home.

things changed again a few years later once her brothers left for college and lucy entered high school.

their dad got married. he’d met a woman with two children of her own and vincent withers was smitten, combining their lives with these other people suddenly. he was paying more attention to this lady and her children than he ever had to lucy and her brothers, only her brothers weren’t there to truly experience any of it.

lucy felt like an intruder in her own home, her childhood home – where her mother walked the halls and played hide and seek with them. where her oldest brother punched a hole in the wall and they still hadn’t fixed it, just put a picture over it.

the young withers did the only thing she knew how to do, it had worked for her brothers after all, she became the problem child. they couldn’t ignore her if she was starting fights at school, smoking in the girl’s bathroom and coming home drunk on a tuesday.

all it did though was cause her new step mother to shriek about parenting and blame lucy’s mom. it caused lucy to become more isolated from her family and to lash out more. her dad couldn’t see her cry for help or how all she wanted was his attention.

she couldn’t even count how many times she’s heard “why can’t you be more like lydia.” ( her perfect step sister ).

it got to the point where she began to go on hunger strikes, refusing to sit and eat with her “family” and controlling the only thing she felt she could – food.

eventually they’d had enough and sent her off to boarding school in london. she spent two years there in an all girls prep school. but even they couldn’t control the young withers girl. they viewed her as a lost cause.

by the time she was a senior in high school, lucy withers had a terrible reputation and was back in the united states to stir up all the trouble she could manage. only when she came home it wasn’t to chicago but new york city, where her family had moved during her time away.

the only thing that kept her from completely going off the rails was her ever growing social media fan base, where she posted pictures on instragram of her rebellious lifestyle and impeccable style.

SOME FACTS ABOUT LUCY

with over four million instagram followers to her name, being in new york has aided her social media career, though lucy hasn’t shed her rebellious ways.

she cares so much about people and animals and all living things – she wants to help people. she has a massive heart and honestly, it’s her biggest weakness. if her social media career hadn’t taken off so fast she would have gone into nursing.

her big heart causes her to get hurt easily, she doesn’t like to show that she cares because then it sets herself up to be hurt. she pretends to not care about anything or anyone but when she’s at the nursing home or the animal shelter, you really get to see that soft side of her.

after fainting from mal-nutrition when she was sixteen and away at school, lucy now uses that because she knows it’s a sure way to have her father pay attention to her for a few hours. but also it get’s her out of doing things she doesn’t want to do – lucy will starve herself. it makes people pay attention to her and she takes twisted joy in that.

despite her rebelliousness and how much of a hot mess she is, she takes her career very very seriously. she works herself sick, making sure she’s constantly uploading new content and always looks her best. she’s always looking for ways to stay on top of her game.

she volunteers at the nursing home twice a week, her soft side really comes out when she’s helping the seniors, making them laugh and smile.

lucy is allergic to cats, tomatoes and is lactose intolerant. she’s also vegetarian and tries really hard to eat vegan as much as possible ( when she does eat ).

her brothers have always been her best friends, she would do literally anything for them.

her favourite colour is yellow, her favourite flower is a sunflower, her favourite food is coffee, her favourite song is burning love by elvis presley and her favourite season is summer.

she hates snakes, pickles, when people cuss too much and people spend all their time complaining or talking about someone else negatively.

her bloodstream is 98% coffee

stops to pet all the dogs

is the most loyal friend you will ever meet once you win her over, would take a bullet for you

acts tough but is really very soft

hOT MESS

SOME WANTED CONNECTIONS

people that know her from chicago before she left for school.

her older brothers’ friends – we could make this fun or angsty ( maybe she hooked up with one of them and her brother still doesn’t know ), like it really could be good.

her brothers or step siblings !!

ex boyfriends, good, bad or one sided. give me them all. though bad terms would be fun and maybe they ended because of lucy’s inability to really open up and deal with her shit. he could have gotten sick of her attention seeking. being with lucy would be draining.

some good influences, someone needs to tell this mess to calm down and stop ruining her life all because of things she can’t control.

party buddies, someone she can drag out to the clubs on a tuesday night or is always down to get drunk or high with her.

someone she can just be real with, someone she can talk to openly and honestly, but also someone who does the same with her. they just talk and let each other get things off their chest without judgement or fear they’ll go telling someone else.

maybe a fellow volunteer at the nursing home ??

someone who picks up drunk lucy and makes sure this mess gets to her bed at the end of the night and doesn’t end up drowning in a ditch or something like that

and of course she needs best friends and a squad, don’t we all.

maybe a current boyfriend?

one night stands

a childhood best friend that knew lucy when she was a happy, loving child – was there when she tried to become invisible during her preteen years and then watched her fall apart in high school and progressively get to where she is now.

anything else you might have in mind i’m really open to all ideas tbh

just come love me and lucy

pretty please

#wealthyhq:intro #ooc.

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amwritingmeta · 4 years

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15x10: Normality

So. Dabb swoops in and throws our boys into a topsy-turvy state of existence where God’s torn away their horseshoe of very few real-world small-stuff consequences and left them stumbling and fumbling, with colds and cavities. Hells to the yessss.

Here’s the thing (and my fervent hope): our boys have been spoilt. They have, though. They’ve been spoilt to the point of complacency when it comes to actually being aware of the choices they make. They’re so used to the grooves of their patterns of behaviour that the narrative is still finding ingenious ways of pushing them to recognise said patterns of behaviour and, hopefully, realise they have to move out of them. Once and for all.

This episode, and I say this gently and with all the love, both brothers are displaying absolute dumb-ass stupidity at the highest level, and the gloriousness of it all is how the narrative underlines that this stupidity comes from never really having to think about what actually could be the possibly simple (and often big) consequences of their actions.

Because that’s how their story has always been written.

The brothers throw themselves into situations and everything turns out okay in the end, right? They go into a fight more often than not entirely without a plan in place, or even a proper conversation or any type of strategic thinking behind it, because they always win. Because they’re the heroes of this story.

And now here comes the narrative (Dabb is Lord) and yanks that away from them, and my fervent hope comes into it because I hope it’s for a bigger reason than them needing to chase down a deal to gain some manufactured luck.

I hope the reason is actually to show them how their patterns of behaviour aren’t cutting it anymore, and that they have to start looking at them and they have to start thinking outside of this box they’ve been living in their whole lives and know so well.

It’s telling that the moment God throws a small wrench in their machinery (which I suppose we can assume he actually did), they both completely freak out and, honestly, lose every ounce of faith that they’re any good at what they do.

Which, hopefully, will be proven utterly ridiculous in the next few episodes.

Because they’re the guys who save the world, for goodness sakes.

My hope then, and the way I see them this episode, is that they’re just blinded by fear at suddenly thinking themselves cursed, because yes there’s the credit card and Baby coughing to a stop, but there’s also a whole lot of questionable decisions made this episode. Or, as already stated, a whole lot of sincere stupidity.

Because oh my God the parade of stupid choices is rather spectacular, and the subsequent consequences is pretty telling of how these men really, honestly do need to grow up and grow out of these patterns. Or they most likely will accidentally kill each other, because damn, guys, use your heads.

1. Dean parking in front of that fire hydrant at all. Like... just maybe don’t? Solves the problem of that ticket, right?

2. Sam grabbing that hot stuff out of the oven... and then grabbing the hot pan off the stove after he already burned himself once. Um. That’s not bad luck, that’s bad choice-making, mate. Even if food is on fucking fire and you’re scared the fire will spread you don’t use your hands. *give me strength*

3. Dean biting on a piece of candy and feeling pain and then biting the piece of candy again only to later, again, eat a piece of candy. Dean. Seriously?

4. Going to an abandoned warehouse where cage fights between monsters are filmed for the dark web without... I don’t know, staking the place out, interrogating their one witness, learning the ins and outs of the place? Do they even really need to hit up that place at all or might they find some other way to shut it down, like, say... blowing it to kingdom come? Getting an actual strategy in place rather than just driving over and arming themselves would probably be in their favour. And yah. We’re shown that it really would. *hmh*

5. Eating seven grilled cheese sandwiches in one go. I mean, there’s eating your emotions and then there’s just being plain greedy, Dean Winchester. (also stuck in unhealthy coping mechanisms and he really needs to realise he’s no youngster anymore) (grow) (up) (please) (”growing boy”) (jeeeeez Dean)

6. Yelling about lactose intolerance when you should be staying vigilant in case you’re, I don’t know, getting snuck up on from behind? “Didn’t even hear them coming” eh, Sam? *tut*

7. Thinking you can pick a lock with a nail. A rusty nail? I mean... maybe that’s worked for them at some point, but genuinely, I cannot believe they thought that would actually open that lock and if they genuinely did, then they need to relearn what they know about how locks work, because no. (also Dean breaking a nail is e-p-i-c)

8. Fighting a huge vampire with nothing but their hands. Now, listen, usually there’s preparation and proper weapons involved and they’re completely unarmed thinking they can take down a creature that just survived a pretty big explosion with a few punches? Of course they’re going to fail and fail big. Again, just trying whatever is right there rather than finding some way to regroup.

And I know these stupid decisions are, hopefully, just a hard drawn line around the stuff that needs to change if they’re going to beat Chuck at his own game, because they’re still acting from the viewpoint that Chuck’s in control and they’re just struggling to keep up, but I believe they’re wrong about that.

Or, at least, that if they catch up to the fact that their ammunition really is their free will, their power of choice, and that, if they redirect their energy towards what they know, rather than what they don’t, they can make adjustments that ensure they actually know more than Chuck, because they’ve learned a whole lot of lessons through their journeys and they can use them now to their advantage if they just become properly aware of them, and that’s when they can begin to truly strategise against his expectations of their previous patterns of behaviour.

Aw it would be grannnnnnd and gorgeous. We shall see!

So, what’s the most pointed arrow in the narrative of 15x10 indicating that we’re dealing with stupid choices vs non-stupid ones?

This guy ^^^

The unwilling hero (much rather be a guest star) who strategises a fairly straightforward plan in order to save his two friends, using his hunter skills to great effect, because even though his werewolf side obviously comes in handy when pulling those padlocks off the cage doors, that side gets knocked out within a second of trying to fight Maul, and it’s a hunter’s weapon that saves the day. Also, C4 is a hunter’s best friend indeed.

He’s also the epitome of living an apple-pie life of perfect normality without it making him fall apart or be unable to save lives. Again, yes, a werewolf might’ve had an easier time sneaking into a warehouse full of other monsters, but the point is that he snuck in, yeah? He had an actual plan in place, bringing those explosives. Dean leaving the warehouse is all frazzled over needing a plan and Garth is all Got One Already. Cool as a cucumber.

Because Garth’s normal is him knowing where he belongs and how he wants to belong, because he’s happy with who he is, utterly and completely, but if I dive into that aspect of this episode I’ll be up all night, so I’m gonna have to leave it.

Safe to say: Dean dancing with a lamp is, to me, a whole lot about shining a light on all those suppressed sides of himself and embracing them without hesitation. It’s all about finding balance and admitting out loud that he always thought he could’ve been a good dancer if he’d wanted to be is just such a fantastic underlining of this, as is Sam’s simple acceptance and agreement of it.

These brothers of ours need to embrace the fact that normal is just an idea, normal is what they make of it, and they know their shit (at least I sincerely hope they do) and the most beautiful thing about it is that, if the quick fix of winning some luck is a dud and they’re left as “normal” as ever after 15x11, then they’ll have to truly make a choice between staying in the life, or feeling suddenly free to actually walk away.

Because if they can’t muster faith that they can beat God without God’s favour, then how the hell are they ever going to beat God? Yeah? Yeah.

They need to start believing all the stuff they said this episode, because all that speech-making is really about the truth of the matter, if they want it to be.

If they choose the life, then they face God as what they would look at as mere mortals, which means they take control of their own narrative and choose to trust that they’ve got this.

It would mean that, after everything they’ve been through, they know they can’t possibly stop fighting, and through making the choice to stick with it, they would begin to build trust in themselves from the very ground up, and that’s exactly what they need the most.

I mean. The brain. Delights. At the mere. Insinuation.

As ever, we shall just have to wait and see what we get. I hope 15x11 is an exploration either of the fears these men are still governed by, or a beginning of building that faith in themselves that they both so sorely need.

Amara went to Reno. Chuck holed himself up in a casino (with a big pink elephant in the middle of the room that’s driving me nuts). And now the boys are about to gamble with their lives. Gambling is about skill, it’s about luck, but it’s also a whole lot about having faith. Faith that you can win, that you deserve to win, that luck will be on your side. And since they’re playing pool - a game we know Dean is very, very good at - it feels like he’ll have to put his faith in his own skills, his capabilities, tapping into him trusting in himself. Mayhaps?

*fingers crossed*

#spn meta #spn 15x10 #dean winchester #sam winchester #garth #character progression #leaving old patterns #making way for new ones #spn spec #hopes and wishes #you are the hero of your own narrative #choice #balance #there's so much more to write alwayssss #see you on the morrow

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