Day 4 - Coat

The evening air may not have that chilling bite that’s normally prevalent during the colder season, but it does carry an occasional breeze that sends an unpleasant jolt running down Ingo’s arms every time it passes over him. At the very least, he’s still wearing gloves, even if the white cotton provides a flimsy barrier to the chill.

“Ingo…” Asks a voice beside him. Your mouth may be muffled from the collar of his coat, but he can still hear the hesitation in your voice, “Are you sure you don’t want this back?”

He balls up his shaking fists, resisting the urge to rub some warmth back into his arms.

“Absolutely!” He responds, without stuttering or biting his tongue somehow. “I can assure you, a chill in the air will not derail me. Furthermore, I will not allow you to walk home in such conditions.”

When he and Emmet were put in charge of the Battle Subway, their uniforms were tailor made, from the shoes to the caps. So it’s no surprise that his coat would fit you poorly. The thing hangs loosely off your shoulders and goes well below the knees, looking less like a jacket and more like a dress. Most of your face disappears behind the collar and he can just barely see the tips of your fingers poking out from the sleeves.

To anyone else, it would be an utterly ridiculous sight. For Ingo, it’s something that kindles a sense of warmth in his chest. Warm enough that, by the time he reaches your doorstep and you hand back his coat, he hardly feels like it’ll do any good. But them he puts it back on - some of the tension leaving his body as the cold is waved away - and he takes in a breath.

His coat smells just a little like you, now.

PvP practice!

me bc i only have 16 days of school left

[Image Description: A digital painting depicting Feldspar standing to the right of a campfire, facing away from the viewer and upwards. They are holding an arm outstretched above them and the other gesticulates as if they were telling a story. Several fireflies surround them and their shadow falls to their right. Wreathed in the smoke of the campfire is a scene of their campsite in Dark Bramble. Three large twisting brambles, the anglerfish fossil’s teeth, and three pine trees are suspended upside down, stretching downwards toward Feldspar and the campfire. A plume of stylized curling smoke stretches across the top of the scene from Feldspar’s ship in the top right corner. The ship is sparking with electrical failure. End Image Description.]

my piece for the @travelers-encore-zine !!!  I think this came out a bit more conceptual than I wanted but I still like it!

Thank you to the mods for making this happen, putting everything together and being an amazing support team!!! Thank you to my fellow contributors for being so lovely and making such amazing things and sharing this project with me, I'm really happy I got to be a part of it!!

i won’t screenshot the dms bc i don’t feel like opening the latest message but EYE posted on my story abt the tiktok pictured below basically about how i got horny thinking abt someone working through a difficult math problem lol don’t worry abt that anyway sam slides up bc i cut part of it out so as to avoid insta censors and my slight embarrassment lol and was like does that say c*m and i was like well yes and then he was like haha what you’re into math… girl u have to walk w the thought process 😑 which i know you’re incapable of anyway so i vaguely responded like ah yeah what being away from stem for so long will do to u and he responds with like ten messages. including. ‘you gotta do it yourself’ that’s not the point 🙄 ‘you know how i’m terrible at talking to women’ wow really ‘so i realized i can calculate the speed of cum’ ‘bc i have some data’ DID I ASK?????!???!?!!!?!!!!! hello there’s oversharing and then there’s this… does the girl you’re having sex with know you share to this extent. and then he said how he accidentally brought this up to someone irl to be like haha awk whoops and i was like yeah well there r times where perhaps we need to self censor. and then i also get a message that’s like ‘hang on im doing the math’ IM NEVER EVER EVER GONNA BE ATTRACTED TO U I HOPE U KNOW THAT SCREAAMMMMM (and u need to know bc he’s genderfluid. im only using one set of pronouns for clarity on here ok i promise im not a dick. but he thinks he’s like. an exception for lesbians basically… like he doesn’t Count…. and like look im no essentialist im all for like freaky gender sex but also at so many other turns you do take advantage of being seen as a white male so. i don’t. yeah.) he’s kind of like the creepy dude at the edge of the friend group in high school named matt who would constantly harass me and my ex but like tried to be so lowk abt it. and it’s so bad basically. ‘17mph is crazy’ i hope you fall in an intersection sorry i can’t do this anymore 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 so pissed i have to see him tmrw i should be able to watch mmxxl w scully in peace

Do you think if I wish hard enough my mom will get electrocuted by a string of Christmas lights and just go up in a cloud of smoke. It’d be a Christmas miracle

girl help I’m experiencing

Good morning all!! Today I bring you my first week of inktober drawings. Next week? Also probably more inktober drawings. I’m having a lot of fun with it so far this year!!

Inktober prompts: Day 1 - 6

Just canceled all of my future therapy appointments. Big fudgin’ bummer. Did I mention I lost my insurance? Didn’t even find out about that until the day it lapsed. Trying to find a way to fix it now, reapplying and whatnot, but ya know, it’s bureaucracy so who knows how long it’ll take. Just fingers crossed I don’t run out of meds first.

lol it’s underwater 🐠

the way i’m truly so beyond help

ok ok so you know how my life has majorly revolved around my pain since july & how that has been extremely difficult :) well lately I find myself getting up later than I want to & making my bed as badly as I possibly can & getting out of the house after noon when I planned to get out in the morning & walking to the library when it’s sunny & sitting there for hours & the whole time I’m most concerned with writing & that it’s incredible what I’m doing, it’s a little paradise

How things are going again… update I guess? Still can’t figure out how to read more on mobile. I’m just typing this out so it can leave my head.

one thing abt being disabled/chronically ill that some people don’t get is that sometimes body maintenance that ensures you have the absolute minimum amount of function can also be something that takes away a lot of control and autonomy. you can argue till the cows come home that making those decisions to try and help yourself (or realistically to try to make sure things aren’t worse than they already are) is something that exhibits control and autonomy and stuff, but they can be so limiting in practice because they’re things that take up so much time but have to be done to do anything else

i’m sorry to keep complaining about my mom on here but i really don’t know what to do :( i got hit with really bad cramps and i doubled over and she didn’t say are you okay or anything she just said “are you like…on your period or…” and then pulled out her phone like girl i am tearing up and kind of want like a hug or help or something idk

consider: trucy taking after phoenix and also visiting the man who tried to frame her for murder. but she just does this and leaves

my mum forgot about my existence and left me out in the rain (literally) earlier tonight and then she got mad at me for being upset about it? like girl what