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Extra Room
GentleBeard (Stede Bonnet x Edward Teach from OFMD)
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Warnings: lil bit of angst (BUT MOSTLY FLUFF), brief mentions of pirate-y (pirate-esque?) violence. It’s Blackbeard, yall know what you’re getting into.
Prompt: 20 Fluffy Dialogue Prompts (created by novelbear) #14 “sad…i have a blanket with all this extra room and no one to share it with.”
“Has anyone seen Edward? We were supposed to go gallivanting in the Republic of Pirates this evening?” Stede calls out to his busy crew that was halfway through the ship's store of liquor. It’d been a long week of escaping the British fleets that still constantly sought after the captains and crew of the Revenge, and they were finally able to go to port after a particularly tense run in with Spanish merchants in cahoots with the king.
“Gall-er-vanting? What’sat even mean?” Wee John mumbles where he’s half asleep atop a pile of ropes.
“I think it’s something to do with horses, yeah? Or a pony? Can’t tell the difference to be honest,” Frenchie muses. He’s curled into John’s side, snatching the rum bottle out of his hand and stealing a swig.
“Nay, I believe tis a species of jellyfish,” Buttons interjects where he’s staring over the railing at the slowly rising moon. Without warning, he spins around to stand directly under Stede’s nose. “If Cap’n Blackbeard is missing, I’ll gladly be your guide. I know many a jellyfish. Personally, even. The moon is ripe and the fish are f-”
“That’s quite enough, Mr. Buttons, but I do appreciate the offer,” Making a quick exit from that particular conversation, Stede addresses the group again. “Seriously, you guys! Have any of you seen Ed at all??”
“Not in a bit, no,” Lucius rolls his eyes, pulling himself from where he was oh-so importantly perched on Black Pete’s lap, staring into his eyes and whispering who knows what into his ear. The same thing they did almost every night. “Don’t even think of dragging me along to the Republic as your sexy, little assistant again. I still have nightmares about Spanish Jackie’s and the way that nose jar smelled when you shattered the thing into a million little pieces.”
“Yes, thank you, Lucius. We all remember! Haha, very funny! You don’t have to keep bringing it up,” Stede huffs haughtily, his nose up in the air as he turns toward his captain’s quarters. Obviously his crew was busy with much more important matters, not that he’d expect any of the bunch to know where Edward was when he didn’t want to be found. Stede would have sought out Oluwande and asked him, but Jim and him had snuck into their private quarters an hour ago. And last time Stede went and knocked on their door out of the blue, Jim had thrown a dagger through it and took an inch off his bangs.
So. That was a no-go.
Pushing aside the heavy door to his quarters, he’s greeted to the sight of his dark and empty sitting room. It was much less lavish than when it was first built, all of his bells and whistles torn and thrown into the sea after his and Ed’s…brief break up. Gilden decorations and lost books aside, Stede rather liked the new vibes. It was a reminder of who he was and who he’s become all in one. A reminder of his new life with Edward, the one he almost abandoned for a wife and children who were far better off without him lingering around their estate like some miserable, half-dead ghost. It was bitter sweet but functional and, best of all, fitted with a bed large enough for him and his co-captain to share.
A bed that was suspiciously more rumpled than it was before Stede left to speak with his crew, Ed’s favorite pillow missing.
While he and Stede were back together and working on better communication, Edward still had his share of bad days. Days where he felt more Legendary Kraken than man. Where there had once been boiling hurt and burning anger, now remained embers of shame. Shame over trashing Stede’s ship, shame over ditching Stede’s crew, shame over letting Izzy get to him so badly that he nearly killed Stede when they reunited. Shame that manifested in Ed hiding himself away in random holes throughout the ship, isolating himself as a form of punishment.
It was something that Stede was trying to help Edward with, but it could be hard to help someone who didn’t want to be found. Luckily for Stede, though, he could at least narrow down his love’s hiding spot to somewhere in his quarters. An added bonus was his lack of lavish decorations left Ed very few spaces to sequester himself away in.
Silently creeping through his room, Stede avoided creaky spots in the wood flooring as he glanced around his cabin. The fireplace was empty, as was their bed, and underneath the couch. It might seem ridiculous to look in places so small, but after the last month, Stede knew that if it could even slightly fit Edward? The man would find a way to hide away in there when you least expected it.
To his left, out of the corner of his eye, Stede noticed the hidden door to his wardrobe cracked just barely open. It was the only place in his quarters that had been untouched, even when Edward was dead set on throwing out any other reminder of Stede. Immediately he ceased his tiptoeing around and walked forward towards the bed.
“Shame that my darling Edward’s up and disappeared on me,” Stede projects, hopefully loud enough to reach into even the farthest corner of the closet. He flops backwards onto the bed, being sure to make as much noise as he can as he kicks off his heavy boots and settles in.
The bed in the ship’s window is the only thing on the ship that has remained a true luxury. Even more so after Edward began sleeping in it as well. Who would have guessed that the most feared pirate of all seven seas had a penchant for fleece blankets softer than you could imagine and plush pillows you could push into just about any shape you wanted. The infamous Blackbeard was stubborn and embarrassed about any other sign of luxury, but the draw of a comfy bed to crawl back to after a long, hard day was just too irresistible.
“It truly is sad…I have a blanket with ALL this extra room and no one to share it with…” Stede laments, grabbing the corners of one of Edward’s favorite blankets and rolling up in it. For a moment, he’s silent. Holding himself as still as possible to listen past the soft crush of waves against the Revenge, so that he might hear any sign of life from in the wardrobe. His answer is the sound of the wardrobe door finally clicking shut all the way. So much for that idea.
Stede slides out of bed, keeping Ed’s thick, warm blanket tight around his shoulders. As much as he’s striving to make things right between them, struggling to make up for his mistakes. It’s always a shot in the dark for him. Never in his life has he had this much to lose, this much to love. It was partly why he had run, it’s terrifying having your heart beat outside of your chest in the hands of somebody else. Even now there was a sickly, frightened voice from the back of his mind. It was yelling at him to head back out to the deck. Edward hates him and he’s only going to make things worse by pushing and pushing until Ed pushes back and they’ll be right back to square one.
Ignoring that small voice, Stede pushes forward and stands outside the hidden door.
What good has running away EVER done him?
Knocking lightly on the door, Stede clears his throat and asks, “Ed? May I come in?”
On the other side of the door there’s silence. For over a minute! Stede’s practically shaking where he stands, the sick voice in his head getting louder and louder. This was a mistake! Of course he doesn’t want to see you! This is all your fault, you weak-hearted, soft-handed, lily livere-
The door to the wardrobe quietly clicks back open.
Letting out a breath he hadn’t even realized he’d been holding, Stede slumps a little. That had been a tense moment! Probably the most nervous he’s been all week! Which is saying something, he’s a pirate, you know.
He waits for the door to open further, for Edward to say something, make a noise, anything. Nothing goes on beyond the door opening just an inch. It’s small, but it’s enough for Stede.
The wardrobe is near pitch black when he toes the door aside and quickly closes it behind himself. As much as he adores his crew and always maintains an open door policy for any brave soul who might need to talk out their tangled emotions from their latest battle…well, nobody really even came into his room to do that. And right now Lucius whining about something or other or a bizarre bird related rant from Buttons was the last thing that would help him and Edward’s precarious situation.
Not sure he’d be able to make it more than a step or two without falling ass over elbows, Stede sits with his back to the door, blanket still snug around his shoulders.
“I’m not stupid. I know what you were trying to do out there,” Ed rasps after five minutes in silence. Edward could sit in silence for hours, maybe even days when it meant waiting out a particularly stubborn adversary. He’s used to playing strong and sullen and silent, but there’s just something about Stede not running his mouth for longer than a few seconds that just unnerves the man. It has him fighting the urge to fill the silence himself, which he knows is exactly why the bastard does it. Gentleman Pirate, his ass. These were dirty tricks.
“I don’t think you’re stupid, Ed,” Stede says back, matching his love’s quiet tone albeit much gentler. The blonde desperately wishes he could see Ed in here. That he could reach out and tuck his hair behind his ear, pull him close, beg him to forgive whatever he did this time to make him disappear again. “What’s going on?”
From somewhere a few feet to his left, there’s shuffling and a quiet sigh. Then silence again.
“Is it-? Did I-?” Stede begins and is almost immediately cut off.
“Oh, please, Stede. It’s not all about you,” Edward huffs, a sharper rustling noise coming from his direction. Stede can almost imagine the other rolling his eyes and folding his arms across his chest in frustration.
“Fair,” Stede chuckles. That’s yet another thing they’re working on, Stede’s insistence that all things evil and wretched were his doing. Albeit usually Edward spoke about it in a much kinder tone than this, but Stede couldn’t blame him. Not when he was centering himself when Ed was the one suffering. “Then talk to me. Tell me what’s going through your mind.”
“I just-!” Edward starts loud, the noise sounding sharp in the small space between them, but cuts himself off with a strangled groan. It’s always like this, like a physical block in his chest preventing him from saying anything. His throat tight and his face burning, it makes him want to tear down the frilly shirts and jackets he can feel brushing against his shoulders. But same as Stede working on his own self-blame, Edward is working on not letting his fight-or-fight response take hold of him. “Does it EVER get easier?!”
This time it’s Stede that needs a moment to gather his thoughts. He feels woefully unqualified to answer that question. Just ten minutes ago he was internally tearing himself to shreds, contemplating running out to the deck and jumping overboard just to drown out the unceasing thoughts of self-doubt. He was still struggling, what right does he have to comment on if it gets better or not??
“I think it does,” Stede says quietly, surprising himself. “I mean, just look at us! Do you think a month ago you would have even entertained me coming in here while you’re like this? Or even speak to me?”
“Well, no, but…” Edward starts weakly, his half-formed protest dying almost immediately.
“There we go, proof!” Stede is grinning into the dark now, Ed can hear it in his voice. “I don’t think this kind of thing ever goes away, really…but it will get easier. The time will keep passing, and before you know it, you’re surrounded by family you never thought you could have. You’ll find that you haven’t struggled like you used to in a long time.”
It’s quiet in the wardrobe once Stede finishes his little speech. He politely pretends he doesn’t hear sniffling coming from in front of him. Without warning, Edward flops into his side, burrowing his way under the blanket still covering his shoulders.
“Where’d you learn all that, huh?” Ed mutters while Stede happily wraps an arm around his shoulders and tugs him in close. “Certainly not from any bloody pirates.”
“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe I read it in a book somewhere, or maybe it’s just a universal truth. Who knows?” Stede sighs happily, feeling like a missing piece of him has been returned to its rightful place.
“Sounds like a crock of shit to me,” Edward teases back, not an ounce of sincerity in his voice.
“Oh, whatever! Seems to have done the trick just nicely,” Stede hums happily as he turns enough to wrap both arms around the other. Returning the embrace, Ed wraps his arms around Stede’s torso, burying his face into the space between his neck and shoulder.
“Sorry for screwing up the whole Republic idea you made,” Edward mumbles into the warm skin just above Stede’s collar. “Would’ve been proper nice to get in and old-fashioned bar fight. Might’ve even got to stab someone.”
“Ah, yes. Well, another time. Plenty of stabbings ahead of us, dear!” Stede’s a little less bummed about missing their evening in the Republic of Pirates now. While he’d done major change after starting his new life as a pirate, it wasn’t THAT much progress. “I think I’d rather like to stay in this evening, anyways.”
Making a soft noise of agreement, Edward sinks fully into Stede’s arms, going limp like a puppet with his strings cut. It makes Stede’s heart flutter almost painfully and it’s like suddenly he understands every trashy romance novel he’d ever snuck onto his bookshelves. For all the struggle and strife it took to maintain an actual relationship, the benefits largely outweighed any temporary discomfort.
“Ah, but maybe not on the floor of the wardrobe,” Sheepishly, Stede tries his best to shift his leg out from under where it’s pinned under Ed. “I think both of my feet are asleep.”
Edward laughs heartily as he sits up and shoves the hidden door back open. Hazey, burning light floods the once pitch space of the closet. It turns Edward’s eyes a honeyed orange that glows warmly as the two pirates stare at each other, positively love sick.
“Alright, old man, to bed with you!” Ed grins as he pushes himself to his feet and holds both hands for Stede to take. While it’s mostly just to help him to his feet when they’re filled with pins and needles, there’s the added bonus of being able to tug the blonde forward. Stumbling into Ed’s chest, Stede raises an eyebrow at him, unable to cut down on the lopsided smile the action brings to his face. “‘Sides, you’ve really sold me on the blanket thing. Looks mighty lonely on you.”
#gentlebeard#stede bonnet#edward teach#blackbeard#ofmd#our flag means death#ofmd stede#ofmd ed x stede#ed x stede#fluff#angst#hurt/comfort#fanfic#ofmd fanfic#i never fucking know how to tag shit#gay little pirates idfk#gentlebeard fic
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the 2nd half of death note should've just gone full comedy complete with a laugh track and had these two dissing each other the whole time
#THE GIRLS ARE FIGHTIIIIIING#death note#light yagami#near#nate river#death note fanart#anime#manga#digital art#moonriver#tagging that too idc#elle draws#they'd never get shit done if they were trying to solve the kira case together#they'd be too busy talking shit about each other it'd be so funny#I just know seeing that kira finger puppet alone would have light's blood BOILING#guys remember in that deleted scene where kira kills a large portion of the SPK and near calls light just to give him the silent treatment#they're soooo fucking funny#you've heard of real lovers well how about real HATERS#imagine near untying light's shoelaces while he's sitting on the floor#I can imagine them doing the thing where you don't wanna talk to the other person so you say it to someone else asking them to relay it#even though the other person is literally Standing Right There like “gevanni please tell light that his idea will never work”#“you can tell me yourself near I'm literally right here” “and gevanni please also tell him that we're not paying for his lunch today”#I'll be here all day folks
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#sasunaru#narusasu#naruto#sasuke#ahahahhahahaha i was rly rly gonna do a meme#but like it turned kinda serious#never going the way i want tbh lmaoooooo#holy shit cant believe im posting this here#someone knows this blog and like idek how theyll react but its my blog#but still hahahahhah im scared of irl ppl#round fox baby#naruto’s boyfriend#thats right thats sasukes fucking tag loooool#i hate coloring!!!!!#the 180 of me#i used to hate lineart and love coloring#and now its the opposite haahhahaha
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king soren and general ike of daein
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#good fucking lord this took forever#the file was such a megachonker that the app crashed every time i tried to export the png#i taught myself how to render metal for this#never doing this shit again (lies)#anyway i do have many thoughts about this au but this isn’t really the best place to talk about them#but just know that they’re supposed to be a bit older here than in canon and this is like post-rd by a few years#though i guess in this version radiant dawn was a lot different because soren was always heir to the throne and took over#as soon as assnards was defeated#ok now for the actual tags#fire emblem#fe10#tellius#ike#soren fire emblem#ikesoren#shroudraws#king soren au
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hannah montana but she is in DOOM
i drew this because vargskelethor did a Linux destruction stream that was hannah montana themed and he played DOOM and it ended up destroying the system. so i had to get the idea of this out im so sorry lmfao
its kinda half-finished but its ok i was tired of working on it. down below is where I turned the DOOM enemies into vargskeletons with their little mushroom hats
and the initial sketch that I said I wouldn’t fix but did anyway because i dont know my priorities
#vargskelethor#vinesauce#hannah montana#DOOM#fanart#stupid#idk how to tag this man#doodle#i never played doom idk what those creatures are called but tbh looking at the cover kind of made me want to check it out#i own the game just never thought to play it#this also made me realize i wish there were more nonsexualized female action game protagonists#like samus or something#like laura is cool but he whole appeal is sexy big triangle booba girl you know#and i looove laura#did you see the backlash there was when they turned her from an f cup to a d cup#does anyone actually break down this shit#i am the onkly one who cares!!! /hj#anyway sorry for whatever the fuck this is kjahgkjh
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doodles of my pikmin 4 captain ft the horrible decision i made to ship her with louie
#im on my 3rd playthrough rn#i played as pom first. then i jsut threw together a captain for my 2nd playthrough bc i didnt know how not to be pom#and now i have one i genuinely like#her name is akari btw. i might end up changing it tho just so shes less attached to me#ALSO she looks way more masc in game tbh.........shes been girlmoded#i have to make her transfem now. thats how that works right#also i should mention that i dont actually selfship with louie. i just thought itd be funny bc theyre both blue and then it escalated#im more of a collin guy personally. now watch me never draw him again out of shame#ok anyways. tag time#pikmin#pikmin 4#louie pikmin#collin pikmin#☆ my art#☆ my ocs#? question mark?#does she count as an oc i have no idea#edit how does this have 100 fucking notes all of this looks like shit#you all hate me and want me dead. im sure of it
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Every time I see someone say "find a better way to cope" when referring to writing or reading fiction, I have to fight back the urge to start laughing hysterically.
Buddy, pal, dude, writing and reading fiction is the better way of coping.
#not only is it really shitty to act like you know how to deal with someone elses issues more than they do#its also wild to put fiction into the same category as actual bad coping skills / methods#ppl will cope by abusing others by using drugs by self harm by isolation by spending money#you know like... actually... harmful.... shit#im never going to use the term proship/proshipper for myself bc i dont ship or anything#and the issue with censoring isnt just with ships and fandom#pro fiction#i also hate the term antiship / antishipper#the terms feel like such bs tbh#i rlly love the “fuck proshitters >:(” thing in dnis tho bc its so... funny... and edgy#tags for reach#proship#fuck antishippers#fuck antis
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i was gonna make a poll but i think. im just gonna listen to folie a deux and the black parade and dookie and pinkerton all tonight what the hell yk
#we all die and i have HEARD NOTHING BUT IDKHOW AND THE BROBECKS FOR 3!!!!!! STRAIGHT YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!#you bet im gonna liveblog the shit out of this#THE TAG FOR THAT WILL BE. chase’s album liveblogs#so get that on your filter list#IM SO EXCITED I HAVENT LISTENED TO NEW MUSIC LIKE THIS IN SO FUCKING LONG#not like traditionally. usually its just a long playlist of random artists that sound similar#and thats where i get new music from#never one consecutive album#im so hyped :3#maybe ill sprinkle in some hesitant alien in there if im still awake by then#chase said something alright#i have never listened to green day so im excited to see how that goes#also yeah. i know im deeply uncultured but in my defense. i am 14 and i have always been very Scared of New Things
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i like him a normal amount and think about him a normal number of times daily
#qkdraws#tw smoking#mob psycho 100#mp100#mp100 reigen#reigen arataka#do i tag dimple in this ???#mp100 dimple#sure#was originally gonna settle with the pink tint to all of these but#i wanted to see how a gradient of colors would look#and i didn't think pink would go very well w the smoking one so#is he.............. yaknow#i love him and his cartoony ass outfit . never fucking changes it ever not even once#his closet is All suits. i said so. bc it's hilarious#i know he wears other shit in the show i think but this is funnier#it's rly funny seeing those memes on tumblr of like . ''ur discord pfp and ur tumblr pfp meet !! what happens !!''#bc my discord pfp is now the reigen on the farthest left. and i can say with certainty the answer will always be reigen cons my tumblr pfp#like without a doubt. no matter who the fuck it is#he would con warriors. and warriors would see it and get conned anyway#i also gave him a roman nose and freckles cuz i FUCKING said so <3
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finally caved and started reading all for the game. two chapters into the foxhole court and what kind of gay fucking shit is this! also did not know there were sports in here
#idk whats going on i thought it was like the raven cycle with magic and shit its called the foxhole court??? no fae???? what the fuck!!!#and i cant understand whats happening with the sports. i didnt get it. i hope i dont need to i just know kevin is top dog of the bad dogs#neil is mid mid except hes got a death wish so they want him carnally???#ill be reading it super slowly bc im busy but i can feel it slowly turning up the heat on my brain cells as i read. they are burning.#ive got naught but ten#and neil's not neil but he is and he has a bag of secrets he's hiding in someone else's closet like okayyyy go off author fuck whats the#authors name.... nora sakavic FUCK I SHOULDVE KNOWN NEVER TO TRUST A WOMAN NAMED NORA#i dont know...i dont know.... but also the only gay neil i know is the one from dead poets society and its hard to separate the two rn#is the rest of the book going to be like this what did i get myself into. am i mentally prepared#bc i wasnt for trc and it FUCKED! ME! UP! im STILL insane#ugh. ugh. anyway. way gayer than expected. also at one point someone asks ''how safe is safe'' and MY DISAPPOINTMENT#when the answer wasnt safe as life? immeasurable. in fact i had to close the book. went to study accounting.#ACCOUNTING. HELLO?? CAN ANYONE HEAR ME IN HERE???#the tree speaks#all for the game#aftg#what are yalls tags?#neil josten#the raven cycle#trc
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That Awful OTP Meme, or: my Binah/Hod manifesto
I originally posted this on twitter but while this is mostly tongue-in-cheek I actually have a lot of thoughts on these two that are generally summarized by [god DAMN I love the interplay of two people who are varying degrees of Terrible]
or just, like, a Hannigram meme.
#fennelart#project moon#binah/hod#lobotomy corporation#lobotomy corporation spoilers#the thing is that binah has never had regrets. binah has never had the time or desire to let herself have regrets#hod on the other hand is Full of them. she is someone who is trying very hard to be a good person#but is going at it from an entirely selfish direction (circa lobcorp) and just ends up completely sucking anyway#which is honestly part of her appeal to me?#i like the idea of them picking each other apart which is a thing that is extremely one sided at first because. it’s Binah#but even binah is still human albeit an extremely fucked up one and I think if hod manages to poke her head out of her own issues she could#start to see where the lines are#also she (binah) is locked in a basement and bored as shit and will take anything remotely interesting at this point#hence where I put her on the devoted scale versus indifferent#could you call it romance?#it’s not healthy in the slightest but no ship with binah involved is lmao#anyway this whole essay in the tags is mostly to say I’m proud of myself for the black damage joke lmao#periodic black damage and a -50% debuff to your stats. its the give and take you know how it is#shoutouts to the person writing binah/hod in the ao3 tag like two years ago you thoroughly infected my brain
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No like seriously ARE we ready to talk about the misogyny in fandom spaces
#or more so like. the disparity. of depictions of men vs of women. i#and like. dear god. it's dire out here sometimes#um. anyway i dont say this to like invalidate anyone and i worry that by even saying this it feels terfy?#but its like no u can talk about misogyny while including trans people especially bc of the overlap. heterocissexism. is ghat a word#like . ugh i just. its never like an individual thing i have beef with u know#like if someone tends to prefer male characters or writing men loving men im never gonna shit on em yk#it just . bothers me how large of a trend it is#especially in comparison to f/f...#like jave u see the differences on ao4#ao3*#or the differences in how people talk about men vs women here#obviously theres room outside that binary and i fucking hate it as it stands anyway but it does stand and we should talk about it.#like i dont think this is just a cis issue at all. we should also talk about how we talk about nonbinary or gender non conforming characters#but its also like can we be normal about women too. and not prioritize men always . um#hey guys . rambling in the tags is all to say. this post explicitly includes trans people. i will not tolerate any#transphobic rhetoric on any responses to it. you will be blocked.#sierra speaks#misogyny in fandom
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#sorry let me rant real quick in the tags#cw personal#once again hitting an insurance pothole bc the psych says she accepts my OHP plan HOWEVER the therapy group she is contacted with says#THEY don't#they only accept the insurance if it's through my employer but NOT through the government??????????????#so there's still some kind of payment???#anyway I want to scream why is this so complicated#like will she take my insurance or not who's right here#anyway called her back directly and went to voicemail so now I've done all I can for now#why the hell is this so hard man#the person on the phone didn't know really how to explain#once again no one knows what they're talking about#like can y'all not communicate and figure this out?#AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH#i need to get an ADHD eval before my next PCP appointment in june so that they will continue giving me my meds#and the psychiatry through the hospital has a limited number of visits that insurance will cover#*contracted#not retyping all of that#and once again the only reason this is so stressful is because the psychiatry group at the hospital fumbled the communication ball last tim#and the psychiatrist I was with never put the ADHD on the chart#and now somehow it's MY responsibility to fix that>#UGH#like I am grateful to have some kind of coverage but holy shit is the US healthcare system in shambles#the bureaucracy is INSANE#i had to just sit down and put my head in my hands for a second#and then go 'right okay nothing i can do about that rn moving on'#uGH#literally said 'what the FUCK' out loud a couple times#like not on the phone after I hung up obvs
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i love jane the killer she is so funny. i also love jane the killer she is do funny. thank you for your attention in these trying times!
#creepypasta#jane the killer#jane everlasting#jane arkensaw#jane richardson#creepypasta fanart#is this how tags work#IS THIS FUCKING HOW TAGS WORK#well never know#anyways ignoring that shit i took a vote (asked two ppl) and ejs kidney meals r considered girl dinner#thats all thank you
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anyway in an absolutely wild turn of events I think I’m free of my hideous job and like. substantially richer for it??? lmao 2023 you really owed me
#ok so this a lot of personal shit but I’m just gonna incredulously vent into the tags#like I don’t even know how to describe what 2023 in this job has been like lol#since April they’ve been insulting and scrutinising and scapegoating me over absolutely everything#they were really angling for just firing me outright for never measuring up to their constantly shifting and increasingly bizarre goalposts#and it got so personal man they kept insisting that it wasn’t but my god#then my dad gets sick and it suddenly becomes awkward for them to keep insulting and overworking me#so they switch to just ignoring me entirely so they don’t have to reckon w what me and my family are going through#like they never ask how he is or how things are going just every Friday they say hey do you reckon you can take more work on again?#and THEN I get a gut infection and suddenly im being guilt tripped for taking sick leave and pestered for evidence#it was giving like ‘we had to give you time off for your dad but now you’re taking the piss’#to the point I DID reach out to a third party at the company and was like ‘I’m sorry but why the fuck are they treating me like this’#and she was like ‘confidentially this is disgusting and I advise you to report it’#WHEN SUDDENLY I get back from sick leave and it’s like ‘the business is falling short so we have to make some redundancies….’#and now they’ve had to pay me a SUBSTANTIAL sum to fuck off!!! I think I win???#like I was so close to quitting but thank god I didn’t because now I’m getting a sweet deal to fuck off with no notice lmao#i leave end of the month#at first I was shocked like y’all really doing this now??? but suddenly I’m like. this is the best possible thing that could’ve happened#I spoke to that third party again and she was like ‘I am so happy for you’ like omfg it was a curveball but we’ll take it!!!#I’m fucking outta here and in due course I WILL be writing on glassdoor how fucked they are
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big big shoes to fill
#nezha reborn#new gods: nezha reborn#ao bing#art tag#this movie is about... identity...!#ok i know there's some uncertainty surrounding like the actual nature of ao bing's reincarnation#but i personally like to think it was like he was reborn as just a kid and had to grow up again#because i think it creates this seriously fucked up situation where he has his yuan shen his whole life#and obviously he doesn't have the same like. cognitive dissonance issues that li yunxiang has where lyx just talks to his nezha yuan shen#as like a separate entity/person entirely when it's like that is literally just you my guy#(and part of that is probably because for him it's like well I'm a grown man and this soul projection is a Child)#BUT ANYWAY THIS POST ISN'T SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT LI YUNXIANG SORRY AS I WAS SAYING#i cant imagine how fucked it would be to grow up with this visible#palpable projection of your adult self that you're supposed to grow up to be because it's who you were in the past#this ideal You that you can see#that simultaneously Is you and is something else entirely#literally always trying to fill your own shoes and to recreate this You#not to mention never being sure if your father loves You and put in all this effort to bring You back#or if he loves and wants back this version of you that existed 3000 years ago#shit's crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#ive been stewing on this for a minute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#the past 2 weeks have been cray zee but i really wanted to make this..#also excuse to draw baby ao bing.#gonna queue this for tomoz i think
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