#..... i can't sleep so instead this happened help is 5 am

[glassbreakerrr9000]

TMNT HEADCANONS

Greetings, internet! I am going to shower anyone who sees this with random TMNT Head canons in celebration of the 40th anniversary of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles! I will be doing the shows/movies that I like so don't get mad at me if you prefer the comics more or if the show/movie that you like isn't on here.

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Bayverse:

(Although I haven't watched the movie, I've seen so many clips so I still pretty much have headcanons of it.)

Donatello is non binary(he/they) and Unlabeled. Raphael is bisexual. Splinter is agender(Accepts he/him, but prefers they/them) and aroace.

Raph and Donnie are twins in this iteration.

Mikey likes pineapple on pizza (WHY DID I MAKE THIS A HEADCANON 😭)

Donnie loves pop tarts, which is why he sneaks into the kitchen at night and licks the frosting off the pop tarts and goes back to bed. Raph has caught Donnie doing this but let's them get away with it, pretending like nothing happened.

The turtles communicate by sounds. For example: Donnie: *Sad chirping* April: "What's wrong?" Leo: "They're sad because we have no more pop tarts."

Donnie sometimes gets extremely excited about the smallest things that include his interests/hyperfixiations.

Donnie has gone 5 whole days without sleeping. On the final day, his brothers knocked them unconscious and put him to bed on a super soft mattress to help him sleep.

Instead of swearing, Mikey says things like "Aw shell" or "Oh my banana pancakes!"

Donnie has some sass to him when upset or annoyed. They got this from hanging out with Raph. However, sometimes the sass is unintentional.

Like actual turtles, their shells are made of bone and part of their spines.

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Rise of the TMNT:

Donatello is non binary(He/she/they) and biromantic. Leonardo is trans male and gay. Michelangelo is genderfluid and omnisexual. Raphael is bigender(he/she) and bisexual. April is lesbian. Splinter is bisexual. Draxum is gay. It's basically a whole fruit basket-

Donnie makes softshell turtle sounds when overstimulated.

Mikey is a candy goblin.

Like real-life spiny softshell turtles, Donnie is able to breathe underwater due to the the pharyngeal lining, cloacal lining, and skin.

Donnie's brothers used to break her glasses a lot as tots.

Mikey has no back teeth due to an accident and wears prosthetic back teeth to replace the missing teeth.

Donnie never believed in the tooth fairy, Santa Claus, or any of that stuff.

Donnie can't draw, so he goes to Mikey if he needs to draw the blueprints for his next project.

Draxum once got Donnie vial of uranium for their birthday. They both lost it.

Raph sometimes uses the wrong words. Example: Raph: "That fight book was great!" Donnie: "Scene." Raph: "Right. That fight scene was great!"

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2012:

Donatello is biromantic. Raphael is pansexual and bigender(he/she). Leonardo is a trans male and panromantic. Mikey is unlabeled. Splinter is the straight and supportive father.

Donnie has been struck by lightning twice and is the only one that actually got electrocuted by lightning.

Raph would be the best pet-sitter out of all of his brothers.

Donnie finds babies weird in a way that he has no idea what to do with them.

Since Donnie canonically has OCD, it was implied by Mikey once that Donnie may also have undiagnosed autism, but it was never confirmed or denied by Splinter.

Donnie is the most skilled out of his brothers at archery, and can hit 3 moving targets perfectly.

Donnie is the only one of his brothers that has never thrown up throughout their whole lives. He is also the most patient out of them, and that's why Leo was surprised when he lost his patience with him.

Mikey knows everything about mythology, while April and Raph know next-to-nothing about it.

Donnie knows many languages, mostly Japanese and Chinese.

Mikey is ambidextrous, but is more shaky with his right hand.

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2003:

Donatello is bisexual and trans male. Raphael is unlabeled. Leo is agender(he/they) and asexual. Michelangelo is genderqueer(any) and pansexual. Splinter is agender(Accepts he/him, but prefers they/them) and panromantic.

Donnie isn't much of a sleeper, only getting 3-5 hours of sleep.

Mikey and Donnie are ambidextrous, while Splinter is left-handed and Raph along with Leo are right-handed.

Splinter does not have a favorite out of all 4 of the turtles.

Splinter feels like they need to be the best teacher and parent, so, to them, the turtles feelings come first.

Splinter is colorblind, so when they are talking to their son's, they may mix up their main colors which causes confusion.

Raph is the one who uses the most slang words.

Donnie takes jokes literally and doesn't understand slang or some social cues.

Like my Bayverse headcanon, the turtles communicate by chirping, mostly Donnie.

Leo is hard of hearing on his left, but found a way to work around it by reading lips.

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There ya go! Those are some of my TMNT headcanons!

Bye, and have a good day/night.

Note: I may have spelled headcanons wrong. Correct me if I am.

--- Crimson.

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #tmnt #tmnt 40th anniversary #teenage mutant ninja turtles #meme

[thecherrygod]

...... i think if i had a disco oc theyd be a fortune teller who's actually a conman like. genuinely think that with the right skills you could have a great fortune teller conman for revachol

#my posts #and for organization #disco elysium #my ocs #i already have my beautiful girl ft #like she's sorta like that but not quite. she's less of a conman #but for de? an oc with high empathy. conceptualization. reaction speed. maybe suggestion maybe drama? #they will create a beautiful tale of what their client wants or needs to hear #wether it's the equivalent of tarot or palm readings or some sort of divination thing you can get on elysium.. #.... they have a jar with pale water. they use it as a tool for scrying #..... i can't sleep so instead this happened help is 5 am #.... but i just like conman characters who like. want money. but also relatively mean well. but not always #'oh no i see a hard time ahead of you. but worry not! for if you buy this bracelet it will help keep that's bad luck surrounding you away!' #and similar.. they would.. #also i guess they'd need a decent terrific still level too in case someone doesn't believe them. maybe #still a bit unsure of I'm doing the skills right lmao #gonna go back into trying to sleep now that I'm not worried about fully forgetting about this

[nexus-nebulae]

damn i actually had a pretty good streak there of not having bad insomnia days. that's pretty impressive for me like i haven't really had one since early January

#usually i get them like. maybe once a week #i think it's partially my new meds? #got some meds for anxiety and oh my GOD i finally have something that WORKS instead of fucking lexapro AGAIN #literally all my doctors would go LEXAPRO!! even though it's never fuckin worked for me #BUT I'm on remeron now and it's WORKING #and i made sure to make my Scheduled Pill Time as something i could almost never miss (my mom getting home from work) #bc it's around the same time every day within a half hour range and since i have an outside reminder it helps me actually form a habit #i cannot form habits without outside help it's just. nearly impossible for me #and the meds do make me kind of tired but not enough that I'm fucking constantly sleeping like when i was on seroquel #i can actually fucking THINK through this tired it doesn't just completely take me out 100% of the time #I'm just Slightly Sleepy instead of a zombie #and it helps remind me that I'm tired bc usually i don't notice any physical feelings #(is there a word for that??????? i tried googling but it constantly gave me alexythemia which is not feeling EMOTION) #(when this is like. i can't feel tired or hungry or pain sometimes. or at least i lose the ability to be aware that I'm feeling it) #but anyway the new meds make me just tired enough to remember i need sleep #and i mean. i am sleeping slightly early but 8:30 isn't that bad i don't think #at least i have time to. you know. do stuff between the hours of 5-8 (the only hours my mom is home + stores is open) #and tbh staying up alone all night isn't. the best. for my mental health #i don't handle being alone well. and Pulse is being a dick about system barriers :P (/lh we know why it's needed rn) #we have. a deep deep fear of isolation. like not just being alone but Not Being Able To Call For Help At All #at least with phone/computer we have One outlet for help with emergency services so that helps slightly #we worry a lot about. what would happen. if we had a medical emergency. and nobody knew bc i couldn't contact anyone #mostly. the fear of Something Bad happening and not being found until hours or days later #i like being awake during the day tho bc theres Way More Options for help #and like the fear of Not Being Found doesn't go away like. ever #but at least when people are awake and around its lessened a lot #the fear increases exponentially with each possible second added to the wait time #so knowing that it's just One hour until mom is home and can check on me is a lot better than Nobody's Awake For 5 More Hours #(and my mom is deaf too so i can't just like. scream for help to wake her up) #(not that i can physically scream at all anyway my voice just cannot handle that anymore)

[ariel26c]

🎀Things I’ve learned about Shifting 🎀

1. Background noise doesn’t matter. I come from a Hispanic family household and let me tell you hun it’s freaking loud as hell. It’s like a zoo lol but guess what? I still shifted. At some point you will start to feel your CR kinda “fade away”. I have been in this state where I am in between my CR and DR. I can hear background noise from my CR but I still feel like I’m in a different room or I hear sounds from my DR as well. Has anyone experienced this?? Let me know, I’m curious 🤨

2. Have patience. Allow yourself to relax and naturally connect to your DR. Don’t stress about having random thoughts or having an itch or things like that. Have patience with yourself like seriously you got this babe. Sometimes for me it’s feels like it’s takes 1 or 2 hours until I feel fully connected to my DR. (It’s different for everyone btw) you may take less time than I do. Those things don’t matter if you decide that those things don’t matter.

3. Methods really aren’t needed. If you think about it all methods consist of the same thing usually. It usually consists of affirmations, visualization, subliminal audios, meditation, counting, blah blah blah. If you want to use a method, then do that but don’t force yourself to do a method that doesn’t resonate with you. If you don’t like counting, then don’t count. If you don’t like visualizing, then don’t visualize. Change things up a bit and listen to music that reminds you of your DR or do something that you think is fun.

4. Just because some people like to lie about their shifting experiences doesn’t mean that shifting is fake. Just like in every community there is going to be people that are dishonest or don’t have the best intentions but that doesn’t mean that shifting is a big inside joke. Don’t allow these people to discourage you from shifting to your DR or make you doubt in its existence. Don’t depend on other people's content to feel motivated or believe in shifting. Just KNOW it’s real and motivate yourself to shift. (even though motivation isn’t needed to shift)

5. Shifting is Real. I think we all should know this by now, but I don’t think people really fully understand just how REAL shifting is. I mean you are going to be able to use all of your senses. You will be able to taste food, see your reflection in the mirror, talk to people that may be considered as fictional in this reality, etc. The process of shifting is safe but if you are shifting somewhere that has violence or gore make sure you script your own well-being. High pain tolerance, no trauma, etc.

6. Time isn't important. Just because it's been 4 years or 5 doesn't mean you can't do it. Time doesn't apply to shifting because time is just man-made thing. We created the concept of time not the Universe. Don't blame the Universe for your "Failure". (Spoiler alert: it's not failure) You just need to realize that no matter what, it will happen. It is completely inevitable. Some people have shifted after 5 years so don't give up! It will be worth it.

7. You can't fail at shifting. When you do your method, you will shift to your DR or shift to your CR. You shift all the time. We are constantly shifting consciously or unconsciously. Manifestation and shifting are very much closely related. (But that's another discussion for another time) Just like how we are manifesting on autopilot we are also shifting on autopilot. So, when you do a sleep method, and you wake up in this reality instead of your DR you still shifted. (Just not to your DR) (Get it?)

I hope you found this post helpful! :)

#affirmations #desired reality #law of the universe #shifting #shifting realities #reality shifting community #reality shift #reality shifting #shifting community #shifters #shiftblr

[lucy90712]

hii

pls could write a Jude Bellingham x reader YN is Jobes best friend since they were like 5 and YN moved next door, she always had a crush on Jude and everyone could tell but he always turned her down and then he sees her tryna move on and he’s like what’d u think ur doing

WC: 2.8k Ever since I was born pretty much I've known the Bellinghams. When I was born Jude was a little over a year old and then Jobe was born about a year after that. Our parents were friends before any of us were born and they lived just down the road from each other so all of us have been around each other pretty much from the day we were born. As we grew up I only became closer with both Jude and Jobe but as we've gotten older I have gotten closer to Jobe as he's around more and I just feel like I have more in common with him than I do with Jude as he's older so he can always do things before we can. 

One of the other reasons I think I'm not as close with Jude is because I've had a crush on him for a while, when he moved away to go and play in Germany my feelings for him started to change. It seemed like he became a man all of a sudden, he wasn't the Jude I used to know from when we were in our early teens he was different, all of a sudden he was the most attractive man I'd ever seen. Whenever he came home all I could do was admire him and the muscles he'd clearly been working hard to get as well as his face which just seemed so perfect. It was obvious to everyone that I has a crush on Jude even Jobe made fun of me a few times for fawning over his brother. There came a time when Jude sat me down and tried letting me down gently saying that he thought we were better off as friends which hurt a hell of a lot at the time but I've since got over that disappointment. 

Sadly I never got over my feelings for Jude instead I just distracted myself with other guys who were nowhere near as good as Jude and honestly half of them I didn't even really like but it was only a bit of harmless flirting I never went any further as I just didn't want to. I know one day I'll meet a guy I love as much if not more than Jude and then I'll be happier than I am now pining over a guy that doesn't even like me back. It's been a while since I've seen Jude as he's been so busy with the end of the season which has actually helped me quite a lot as not seeing him and trying not to pay much attention to things he posts has kept him out my mind. All of this has been on purpose too as my birthday is today and I didn't want to only be thinking about Jude on my birthday. 

With it being my 18th birthday all my friends have convinced me to go out clubbing with them. They've all turned 18 already and have been out quite a few times and they want me to join them. There has been times they've tried to convince me to get a fake id but I refused as I'm not bothered about going out plus it wouldn't work anyway as quite a few people here know who I am because of my friendship with Jude and Jobe so I never bothered. Sadly Jobe can't come and enjoy my birthday with me as he's not 18 yet but I promised I'd spend the rest of the day with him as he said he didn't want to not see me on my birthday. We've spent all of our past birthdays together and I couldn't be the one to ruin that tradition plus I think I'll enjoy spending the day with Jobe more than I will then going out. 

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As it's my birthday I wanted to sleep in for a bit longer than I usually would but that didn't happen as the sound of my phone notifications woke me up. When I looked at it my home screen was flooded with notifications of texts and Instagram posts from my friends. I answered a few texts before there was a knock on my bedroom door and my mum came in with breakfast for me which she'd spent her morning making. She had to go to work but she promised that she'd give me my presents later before I go out which didn't bother me as I don't need any presents I just want to enjoy my birthday. 

Once my mum had left I went back to looking at my phone and replying to people, at some point I went on Instagram and saw that Jude had tagged me on his story and I don't think I've ever clicked on a notification so quickly. He had posted a picture of the two of us from when we were younger covered in mud from where we'd been playing outside in the rain with a caption wishing me a happy birthday. It made me feel all warm inside that he bothered to post something instead of just texting me as he doesn't post much that isn't to do with football. 

After I'd caught up on my notifications I got myself out of bed and got ready so I could go and see Jobe. He wanted me to go to his so I text him just before I left the house so he'd be expecting me. Seeing as its only a few minutes down the road I was happy to walk plus it's such a nice day that I wanted to get outside and soak up the sun even if it's only for a few minutes. When I arrived I didn't even get the chance to knock on the door before it swung open and Jobe tackled me straight into a hug. Jobe has always been like this with me we are just so close that we are always excited when we get to spend time together especially on special days like birthdays. Eventually he let go of me and allowed me inside but he quickly covered my eyes as he said he had a surprise waiting for me in the living room. I was a bit nervous as you never know what a Jobe surprise will be but I had a bit of faith that he wouldn't do anything I'd hate on my birthday. 

It felt like we walked forever but eventually we stopped and Jobe instructed me to open my eyes. It took a second for my eyes to adjust but when they did the first thing I saw was a smiling Jude sat on the sofa. If it were possible my jaw would've hit the floor as Jude wasn't supposed to be home he was supposed to still be in Germany for another week but there he was and I definitely wasn't seeing things. 

"Happy birthday y/n/n" Jude said 

"What are you doing here I thought you still had to be in Germany" I questioned 

"You didn't think I'd miss your 18th did you plus I may have lied to be able to surprise you" he said 

"I'm so happy you're here it's been ages since I've seen you" I said 

He got up and gave me a hug before ushering me to sit down while him and Jobe ran off somewhere. They came back a minute later holding far too many presents which they piled on my lap so that I couldn't move anymore. I tried telling them off for getting me so many unnecessary presents but they insisted that it was necessary as in their words you only turn 18 once. Seeing as they were both so excited about it I opened the presents in whatever order they agreed on which did involve a bit of arguing but we got there in the end. They got me so many nice things that made me feel so loved but also a bit bad as I could never afford to do the same for them. 

"Thank you guys so much I really appreciate everything but you shouldn't have gotten me so much I'll never be able to top or even match that" I said 

"It's ok we don't need you to do anything for us we just love having you around" Jobe said 

"Aww you're going to make my cry" I said 

"Don't cry instead tell me what you've got planned for today" Jude said 

"Well first I'm hanging out with you guys but then my friends convinced me to go out tonight" I said 

"Is it just you and your friends going?" Jude asked 

"Yeah me and I think 3 of the girls the rest can't make it" I said 

"Well I'm coming with you whether you like it or not I'm not letting you go out for the first time without someone to keep you safe" he said super seriously 

"I'll be fine Jude I won't even drink that much" I said 

"I don't care it's not safe for you to be going out with just a few of your friends I promise I'll leave you be I just can't let you go alone" he said 

"Fine you can come but be prepared the girls will go crazy" I laughed 

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I spent the rest of the day with Jude and Jobe just hanging out like we used to do all the time when we were a bit younger. They even got me a cake which they definitely aren't supposed to eat with their diet but they did and made me promise not to tell anyone. A bit later I had to leave to get ready but not before Jude cornered me to make me promise to text him when I was ready to go and he'd come over so we could go together. I was still anxious about him coming as for one I don't want to get drunk and say something stupid to him but also I didn't want him to be on my mind all night. Tonight was supposed to be the night I get to let go and enjoy myself and maybe find a guy I like to flirt with but I feel like I can't do that with Jude around as my mind will be on him the entire time. I appreciate his concern about me going out but I can handle myself and I'd be fine without him. That being said it's been a long time since I've really spent any time with him so it will be nice to have Jude there. 

Once I was home and getting ready I was texting my friends to get their opinion on my outfit as I don't really know what to wear out. They helped me get it down to two options but once I told them Jude was coming they picked the shorter tighter dress straight away as they know I like Jude so I guess they are being good friends. Seeing as they picked a nice dress I decided to go all out on my hair and makeup too and if I do say so myself I looked pretty good. After I'd done a few touch ups I text Jude to let him know I was ready and headed downstairs to put my shoes on as I knew he'd be a few minutes. 

Jude arrived and honked the horn of his car to get me to go outside (let's just pretend he can drive) so I made my way to the car slowly trying to not fall over with my heels on the gravel of the driveway. Jude must've noticed my struggle as he got out the car and helped me into the passenger side of the car. 

"You look beautiful" he said 

"Thank you" I said feeling my cheeks turn pink 

"You know you don't have to drive if you want to drink we can get an Uber" I said 

"No it's ok I won't drink I'm only going to make sure you and you're friends are ok" he said 

"They're all really excited that your coming I think they might spend more time with you than they will with me" I laughed 

"I won't let them you'll barely notice I'm there" he smiled 

We arrived at the club and true to his word Jude disappeared as soon as I was with my friends although he did instruct me to put any drinks I had on a tab he'd make for me as he didn't want to me pay for anything on my birthday. He'd gone before I could argue with him so I didn't bother I just did exactly what he told me to and got myself a drink before heading to dance with my friends. As I was dancing my friends told me that there was a guy who wouldn't stop staring at me so I managed to sneak a glance in his direction and he was actually really cute. He noticed me looking at him and shot me a smile before making his way over. 

Straight away he complimented me but not just on my outfit which made me let down my guard a little bit as I could tell he was genuinely interested in me. Once he found out it was my birthday he wished me a happy birthday and offered to buy me a drink which I was happy to accept. As we both sipped on our drinks we started properly talking and we just got on like a house on fire. We actually had a few things in common and he was such a nice guy that it was hard not to get along with him. Once we finished our drinks he took me back to the dance floor and we danced together. To begin with he didn't have his hands on me but I grabbed his arms and put his hands on my waist as I was feeling little more confident than usual. 

I was really enjoying myself dancing and laughing with this guy my mind was only thinking about him and not about Jude at all. It's been so long since I've thought about any guy in front of me and not compared him to Jude, it was honestly so nice to have finally found a guy that made me forget about Jude and that clearly had the same feelings that I did. My enjoyment was short lived though as not long after I felt someone grab my arm and pull me away, I was about to punch the person until I got a look at them and realised it was Jude and honestly I still kind of wanted to punch him as he was supposed to leave me be and I was actually enjoying myself. 

He dragged me all the way out of the club and back to the car which is when he finally let go of his grip on my arm and I just stared at him. Neither of us moved nor said anything for a good few moments until I decided I wanted to go back in if he wasn't going to talk but as soon as I turned around he grabbed my arm again and brought me back to face him. Again the staring ensued and I was really starting to get annoyed. 

"What's going on Jude if you aren't going to say anything let me go I was enjoying my time with that guy" I said 

"I can't let you go back in" he said hastily 

"Tell me why then as I'm not going to stand here forever" I said 

"Because I'm jealous ok I don't know why but seeing you with that guy made me realise that I've been lying to myself for a long time I do have feelings for you I've just been trying to tell myself I don't as I don't want to ruin our friendship" he admitted 

"What you have feelings for me?" I questioned in complete disbelief 

"Yeah I do I know that I made it seem like I didn't see you that way but I have had feelings for a while I just didn't want to change things between us or make things awkward with you and Jobe as I know how close you both are but I can't keep lying I want to be with you y/n" he said 

"I think it's pretty clear that I still have feelings for you and I really want to give us a go I know it will be different but let's be honest Jobe’s been wishing we'd get together for ages so I'm sure everything will be ok" I said 

"Then will you be my girlfriend officially?" He asked 

"I would love to" I smiled 

"Now let's go and have some proper fun" he said taking my hand to lead me back inside 

#jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham imagines #jude bellingham imagine #jude bellingham #football imagine

[bingbongsupremacy]

Camp Hawkins AU Pt. 2

pairing: Steve Harrington x plus sized reader

Warnings: Use of Y/N.

The story doesn't mention a lot about being plus sized but it is there.

Summary Overall: It's your third year being a camp counselor at Camp Hawkins and your 7th year knowing Steve. Every year your crush seems to grow stronger and stronger.

Pt. 2 Summary: You've been avoiding Steve ever since you caught him and and Nancy making out at the Lake. Unfortunately, you can't avoid him forever. While helping him clean up after a messy s'more night, he approaches you.

*Not Proof Read*

ABC List Part 1 Stranger Things Masterlist

*****

It's been two weeks.

I've done my best to avoid Steve and Nancy as much as possible, which is proving to be a very hard thing to do.

Morning meetings are the worst. Every morning at 5 am, the counselors are expected to meet at the dining hall for a brief run down of the day. Usually everyone is still in their PJ's, hoping the meeting will be short enough for everyone to catch a few more minutes of sleep before the kids get up.

The mornings are usually pretty cold. Almost everyone shows up in some sort of jacket or sweat shirt. Not Steve. Every morning he comes dressed in a nice fitting T, perfectly showing off his arms.

Stop staring at Steve.

Stupid crush. Stupid fucking crush.

I force myself to look away from Steve. Instead of his usual spot by Nancy, he's decided to take a seat next to Robin and Vickie, one of the other camp cooks.

" If I didn't know any better, I'd say you have a crush on Harrington. " Eddie's voice is teasing but quiet.

I snap my head towards him. " Do not. " I state sternly, fear running through my veins. He can't find out.

Eddie chuckles. " You sure do stare a lot for someone without a crush. " Eddie's elbows rest comfortably against the table. His legs are sprawled out, not bothering how much room they take up. His hair is tossed up into a sleepy bun, a rare sight for the man who always has his hair down. " Don't worry, I won't tell. " He raises a finger to his lips, indicating my secret is safe with him. He winks, sending a flurry of embarrassment running through me.

I've never liked Eddie like that, but he sure does know how to fluster someone.

" I don't like him. " I insist. " So you don't have anything to keep secret. "

Eddie nods mockingly. " That's not what Henderson told me...but if you insist..." He holds his hands up in surrender.

I let out a small groan. Of course Dustin blabbed to Eddie. Dustin tells Eddie everything. Nothing even happened, I don't understand why Dustin spinned it to sound like we made out.

" Is everything alright over there? " Hopper asks, looking over at me and Eddie. " Are you feeling alright? "

" Yeah, perfectly fine. Just a little headache. " I lie.

" Well, if you're alright, we'll get back to today's agenda..."

My eyes scan across the table. Across the way, Steve's eyes meet mine. On his face is a small look of...confusion?

This is going to be a tough morning.

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The loud chatter of happy campers slowly fades away as the large oak dining hall doors close. Soon, Steve and I are left alone in the echoing room.

I begin picking up various chocolate wrappers on the floor the tables. They'd somehow managed to completely trash the dining hall in a single hour.

" So..." Steve begins, cutting through the silence. " are you and Eddie...a thing? " He asks calmly, glancing over at me from the table he's wiping down.

I let out a small laugh. " Me and Eddie? No. No way. He's...not my type. " The constant smell of weed is headache inducing. Frankly, it's confusing how Hopper hasn't fired him for drugs. He doesn't sell to kids but that definitely doesn't mean he doesn't sell to other of age counselors.

Plus he's not really into relationships. He's more of a hit it and quit it type.

" What is your type? " Steve asks. I feel his gaze on me as I start scrubbing one of the tables with a wet rag.

" Not Eddie, that's for sure. " I scrub a little harder at a hardened drop of melted marshmallow. " I like guys who...I don't know, like the same things as me. Why do you ask? " I don't understand why he gives a shit about my love life.

Steve shrugs, his gaze finally moving away. " I saw you and him this morning and I thought maybe you were dating or something. It's stupid, it doesn't matter. "

" Still single. " I mumble.

A thick silence settles in the room. Once again, Steve is the one to break it.

" Are you mad at me? " His voice is soft, like he's worried or something.

I look over at the brunette. " No. " I reply honestly. " Why would you think that? "

We both pause where we are, instead occupying ourselves by looking at each other. We're both trying to read each other.

Steve shrugs, folding his arms over his chest. " You just seem...distant. I don't know, ever since you caught Nance and I at the lake we don't talk anymore. Did I do something? "

I shake my head. " You...you didn't do anything. "

" Then why are you avoiding me? "

If I tell him he'll probably get weirded out. I mean, how awkward is it to be around someone who has a massive crush on you when you don't reciprocate the feeling?

But it might help me get over him if he stops actively trying to talk to me.

I'm going to do it. I need to. Fuck, but what about Nancy?

Fuck Nancy. I need to get over this man. This handsome, kind man.

" I have a crush on you, okay? " I blurt out. " It's stupid, I know. You're with Nancy, I understand that. "

His eyes widen in surprise. " What? "

" I don't want to make things awkward. I'm trying to get over you, that's why I'm avoiding you. Fuck, can you please just stop asking questions now? You got your answer. "

I feel a blush creep onto my cheeks. I did it. I told him.

" I like you to. " Steve pushes himself away from the table he's leaned against. He walks towards me.

My eyes go wide. " What? "

He's joking. Right? He has to be joking.

No this has to be a dream, some weird fucking dream. In no universe would Steve Fucking Harrington like me back.

" I like you too. " Steve finally makes it to me. He stands a close, leaving only a few inches of space between us. His eyes stare into mine, a small smile resting on his lips. " I have liked you for the past couple of years. "

I shake my head, stepping back to put some distance between us. " You're with Nancy. You can't like me. That's fucked up. I don't want to be a homewrecker-I can't be. You-you and Nancy are good together. "

Steve shakes his head. " We're not together, Y/N. I broke up with her. For good this time. " He sighs, running a hand through his hair. " Just because we're good together doesn't mean we're meant to be together. "

I'm the reason they broke up. Robin was right. I'm the fucking worst. Who ruins a relationship? I mean, I didn't know I was ruining it, but Steve's crush on me ruined everything for them. Nancy probably hates me.

" Nancy has known about my crush for a while. " Steve admits nervously. " That's why we've broken up so much. I-no matter what I do I can't get you out of my fucking head. " He lets out a frustrated sigh. " Your smile, your eyes, fuck it's all I see at night. I sound insane, I know, but I don't know what to do. I can't just be in a relationship with someone else when all I think about is you. "

I continue to create space between us. " So I'm the reason you guys broke up? " Guilt begins to build up in my stomach.

" No! " Steve shakes his head. " You-you didn't do anything. There were plenty of other problems involved with our break up. This wasn't your fault. Honestly, this has been building up for years. Even if I didn't have a crush on you, Nancy and I probably would've split for good anyways. "

I still feel horrible. Like I contributed to their break up.

" Please, Y/N. You have to believe me. This wasn't your fault. "

I search Steve's eyes for any sign of lying. His expression is desperate, like he's scared I'm going to leave.

I stop.

Relief floods Steve's face.

" You really like me? " I ask quietly, scared he's going to laugh and make fun of me for believing him. He did have a mean streak in high school. I thought he grew out of it though.

" I swear on my life, I like you. " Steve's expression is sincere. " I like you so much sometimes I feel like my heart is going to explode. "

I smile at the man. I never would have imagined this would happen. " I like you too. "

Steve begins to walk towards me again. This time, I don't run away. Once he's a few inches from me, he gently takes my hand. " Will you go on date with me, Y/N. "

" I would love to, Steve. "

#fanfiction #fanfic #steve harrington #steve harrington x plus size reader #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington x reader #stranger things x reader #stranger things #x chubby reader #x plus size reader #x female reader #xreader #x nonbinary reader #x male reader #x male y/n #x female y/n #x fem!reader #x gn y/n #x gn reader #x yn #x y/n #x you #x y/n fluff #x you fluff #x thick reader #x fat reader

[mixiury]

Sunlight knocking outside of your window.

Character(s): Wanderer x GN Reader

Warning(s): Depressive thoughts and in general signs of depression.

Summary: When days seems meaningless, someone is there for you. (OR how he helps you during a depressive episode)

A/N: I wrote this as a comfort for myself a year ago or so. I never meant to publish it but, now that I am in a better place, I thought that it may help anyone who is going through the same, so here it is <3 Requests are open btw!

Shivers run through your body despite being covered in sheets and blankets. Everything is so cold, the type that numbs out your senses until all you can feel is the freezing sensation taking your body. Just the idea of getting out of the bed is unimaginable, too tired to even move from your position.

All corners in the room sumerge you in their darkness, as if waiting to consume you whole. You don't resist it. There is just not point on it. Instead you close your eyes and let it drive, taking you whatever it wishes. Maybe if you pray hard enough you will be somewhere else. A unreachable place where pain can't find you, far away from your own mind.

Just five more minutes of sleep never hurt anybody, and sometimes resigning is far better than keep fighting an endless war, but when you open your eyes you are still in your room. Motionless. Fixed to the same thoughts that never seem to leave.

Some days are harder than others, they say, but in reality, they are not. They are incredibly easy, and that somehow makes it worse. You have no right to pity yourself when all you do is eat and sleep for hours, if not days, while other people works so hard to get half of what you have. It's shameful, really, but you can't force yourself to care enough to do something about it.

You try not to focus too much in your surroundings, intentionally ignoring all the clothes and papers around your bed. They are in the floor too, memorizing exactly the place of everything just so you don't step on them. It has be getting harder as more and more trash gather around, but everytime you set your mind in cleaning something comes out. You just don't have time for it, you often tell yourself. Maybe, if you say it enough times, one day you will believe it.

Actually, what time is it? The urge to check your phone suddenly overcomes you, although quickly give up on it when you realize it is completely dead. It doesn't even matter, you think. Days are all the same anyways, your shrug it off. You don't even remember the last time you did anything outside of roting in your room. Your memory has gotten worse, or maybe it has gotten better because, when you have nothing to do, everything is a little reminder of it.

How you wish you could just sleep this uncomfortable feeling crawling off your chest as worms eating your flesh, yet, despite how tired you are, your body stubbornly refuse to shut itself off once again. It must have gotten tired of that too, you just hoped it would do the same with you. But as much you would like that to happen, all you can do is stare at the ceiling. In a weird, incomprehensible way, It stares back.

It's impossible to know how long you stay like that, it could have been hours just as it could have been minutes, but what brings you back to reality is a knock on your door, the numbness suddenly replaced with annoyance as you slowly realize it won't stop anytime soon. The person outside of your room must know how stubborn you can be, because at some point they just stop knocking and abruptly break in. Rude. Maybe you should be scared that someone was able to get inside your house that easily, but instead you only burry yourself in your blankets, the light from the outside dazzling you.

Doesn't take you to see his face or hear his voice to know who is the intruder, although the recognition doesn't make it any better nor your annoyance any less.

"How do you even walk in here?"

"Good morning for you too."

"It's 5 pm. In what world is that morning?"

"In mine."

"And in it is this good too?"

"Definitely not after you burst through my door."

You hope that he would finally get the message, turn around and leave you alone, but all he does is huff and start gathering things off the floor, matching your own stubbornness. Although irritating, you know better that try to kick him out, already familiar with this routine between the two of you everytime you or him fall into these "episodes", coming unwelcome to the other's place just to check if they are still alive, most of the time after a week or two of not news or signs of life.

It is an unsaid agreement that you both did when opening to each other for the first time, something you sometimes are grateful of and others regret it, specially when he is the one breaking in and not the other way around. You wonder if he feels the same, but either way, none of you ever talk about it.

"Don't move anything, you are just going to make it worse."

"Stop whining and be grateful I'm doing this in the first place. Your whole room is already a mess, there is literally no way to make it worse."

Your mind screams to tell him how you know the place of every single thing on the floor and how he is just desorginizing your whole complex system you carefully created, but that would just start an argument about how stupid that is and you just don't have the energy for it right now. Yet, with the blankets on top of you to still cover the light, you decide to throw him a dirty petty look, one which once again is matched by him at first and later ignored.

Finally, you give up, fully using the blankets as a shelter and burying yourself in them like before.

Speak feels too much, listen feels too much, eat feels too much, get up feels too much, sleep feels too much, exist feels too much. You can't even continue staring at the ceiling because that would mean uncover your eyes completely and the lights are also too much for your eyes. All you wish is for Wanderer to give up on you just like you gave up in yourself, maybe if he did you wouldn't feel as a burden anymore. Maybe you would finally stop caring at all. But when has Wanderer ever listened to someone besides himself? Just like talking to a rock, or in this case, puppet.

"Stop overthinking. Self pity won't take you anywhere."

His voice guides you out of your thoughts, but not out of the all consuming emptiness and loneliness that usually fallows with them. He knows it all well, the feeling of just wanting to dissapear out of thin air to never be remembered nor found. That should be comforting, yet it isn't. Understanding does nothing against it, pity makes it worse, and help is terrifying, no matter from who it comes.

"All I want is to go back to sleep." Half a truth. You don't need to finish that sentence for him to get it.

"When was the last time you ate anything?"

What were you supposed to answer to that? You don't even know what day is it. It could have been just some hours just as it could have been days. Last time you checked your fridge there was nothing left to eat so you just went back to the bed and haven't bothered of eating anything ever since. You should have ordered something, anything, but you must stink after so many time without showering and you just didn't want to interact with anyone like that.

"Time is relative."

You try to hide it but embarrassment crawl out of your body as the realization kicks in, hands instinctively reaching for your pillow and using it to cover yourself with that too. If seeing your room was bad this was ten times worse. You haven't noticed until now, but your hair is greasy and your clothes sweaty, sticking to your skin in a very uncomfortable way. Although your nose can't catch it, it would be surprising if you don't smell too, for once grateful that your friend doesn't exactly have a human body to notice that.

Now, besides feeling completely useless, you also feel self conscious, isn't this so great?

He sighs and you are so sure he is going to leave. It is weird, all this time everything wanted is for him to get out as soon as possible, but now that feels so degrading, not that you would blame him if he does.

"I'll cook something but first I need you to get out of the bed."

Of course. You almost forgot this is Wanderer.

"I don't want to get up."

He stares at you. You stare back harder. All those stare competitions with the ceiling will have to paid off somehow.

Both of you stay like that until he finally resigns for the first time today, going back to clean around. It is surprising how he did so much in about an hour, actually being able to see the floor now. You will just blame his anemo vision for it, because the alternative is that you are just useless at literally picking stuff from the floor and you aren't really fan of that conclusion.

You must have spaced out because the next thing you feel is the weight of the bed suddenly shifting, Wanderer getting on it too as he ignores all the stuff on top of it. Your mind begs you to push him away, but your body moves a little to the edge, giving him the space to actually fit. Maybe any other day you two would fall into a teasing exchange, mocking each other and trying to get under the skin of the other only to forget how the conversation started in the first place. However, as familiar you are with those conversations, it just doesn't feel right anymore. Not right now.

"Here is what we are going to do; We stay in bed for 15 minutes more, after that we stand up and you go and take a shower while I cook you something. When we are done we can watch a movie, play something or hang out outside, what do you say?"

"Make it twelve minutes, let me pick the movie AND the games. You have terrible taste."

"Fine, but then you agree to open the windows because this place looks like a fucking cave. Also, I refuse to play Animal Crossing."

"Animal Crossing is way better than any other game you play."

"My choice is final. We can still play that stupid cult game where you are a goat or something."

"Is a lamb."

"Whatever, we have a deal?"

"Do I even have any other choice?"

Wanderer smiles slightly, greedy and proud, while you reluctantly accept your final defeat for today. The only difference is that, this time, you don't feel as alone as before, forming a smile of your own too. Maybe a little of light isn't so bad after all.

#genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #wanderer x reader #scaramouche x reader #pure comfort #genshin impact x you #genshin impact #genshin x you #I just know he would love Cult of the Lamb #but he would deny it completely #The same with Animal Crossing tbh #Kind of inspired in my brother who does the same but by being ten times more annoying

[barbieaiden]

1. [A month ago]

2. Jordan: Hey, Sam. How are you holding up?

3. Jordan: ...I brought you coffee.

Sam: Thank you.

4. Jordan: Do you want to go home for the night? Sleep in your own bed? I could drive you home, pick you up on my way to work tomorrow.

Sam: I think I'll stay here.

Jordan: Alright.

5. Sam: I keep thinking... [Sigh] It's so stupid.

Jordan: Go on.

Sam: I keep thinking I should call Aiden. So he can help. But obviously I can't, because... I just... I don't know what to do. Nothing feels real. It's been two days and it feels like ten years.

6. Jordan: The waiting is the worst part. I waited for my mom's death for months. You can't cope when you don't know what you're coping with.

Sam: Months?

Jordan: She wasn't in a coma, just terminally ill. For all we know Aiden might wake up tomorrow.

Sam: Or die.

7. Jordan: As much as I wish I could I can't tell you that he's going to be fine. And I can't replace him, obviously, but I am here if you need anything.

8. Sam: Thank you.

10. Aiden: Jordan, you can't tell me you spent a whole day with a man you're not interested in. That is not friends with benefits, that's practically married.

11. Kell: I'd tell you and Zach to get a room but you already have, like, a million fucking times.

Jordan: What I'm getting from this conversation is that neither of you have ever had any friends.

Aiden: It's true. The only man I've ever spent time with is Sam.

12. Jordan: Even if I wanted to I don't have time for a relationship.

Kell: Dude, you are literally already spending, like, all your free time with him.

Aiden: If you and Zach get engaged we can have a double wedding!

Lucas: You should become a tattoo artist instead, Jordan. No 55 hour shifts and you still get to stab people with needles.

Jordan: I happen to like my job.

Lucas: You complain about it every single time I see you.

Jordan: I find your obsession with needles slightly disturbing.

Lucas: I guess I like the artistic part too.

Aiden: That's why I let Michael do all my piercings.

Lucas: I'm such...

15. Aiden: Sam?

16. Aiden: Are you okay?

Sam: Mhm.

Aiden: Are you sure?

Sam: Just... tired.

Aiden: We can go home if you want to.

Sam: It's fine.

Aiden: I wouldn't mind.

Sam: Really, Aiden, it's fine.

18. Kell: You two are literally worse than that one high school couple making out in the corridors.

19. Aiden: You can't say that, that's so homophobic.

Kell: Your dad didn't think I was very homophobic.

Aiden: [Exaggerated gasp] Kell!

Kell: Too far?

Aiden: No, Kell, by all means, if you want to go over to Nettlefield right now and have sex with my actually homophobic father, go right ahead.

Kell: Dude. I'm sorry, okay?

20. Kell: Find something to eat with me? Please?

Aiden: Sure.

Kell: Sam, don't look at me like that, we're not going to smoke weed.

Sam: That was not my issue with this conversation and you saying that unprompted makes me think you are going to smoke weed.

Aiden: I've never even seen weed. Drugs are bad, or whatever. And so illegal.

Kell: Exactly. We're law-abiding citizens.

21. Aiden: Seriously. No weed. Promise.

Sam: Okay.

22. Aiden: Are you sure you're okay?

Sam: Yes, Aiden.

Aiden: Just... tell me if you want to go home. Okay?

Sam: I will.

#i really hope you can tell what is and isn't flashback #if you can't let me know and i'll try to make it clearer next time #shoutout to jordan. the only character #ts4 story #hospital tw #drugs tw #lost #lost: aiden #lost: sam #lost: kell #lost: lucas #lost: michael #lost: jordan

[actuallyadhd]

Why do my ADHD meds only help in making me able to get up every morning, instead of actually doing something for my ADHD symptoms?

After Ritalin didn't work at all, my psychiatrist put me on Vyvanse (50mg). I've been taking it for at least two years now, and it helped me beyond belief. But not in a 'aiding in concentration' way, instead, the only thing they do is not letting me go into a catatonic state all day.

Whenever I'm off my meds, I return to the same condition I was in before starting them: I can barely get up. It's a fatigue so intense I literally cannot do anything but the very basic, let alone study. I honestly cannot tell you how I survived so many years without it.

Yet, no matter how much they improve my quality of life (and though my sensory issues got more manageable), they don't do anything to aid in my studies. I still cannot focus on tasks, nor manage my hyperactivity (be it in a physical or mental level). I still get executive dysfunction, talk too much and too loud, can't sit still, have no restraint or self-control and am basically still the same inattentive, agitated person I always was. Am I just in a too-low dose, or there's something else wrong with me?

(Crossposted from Reddit. Sorry if this is too long, and feel free to take as long as you need to answer this!)

Sent December 8, 2023

There are a lot of different reasons this may be happening, and the first one that comes to mind is that your dose may be too low.

There is another aspect that's important, and that is the need to manage your expectations.

Medication doesn't make all of your ADHD symptoms go away. It doesn't make you neurotypical. It doesn't magically give you the skills you never learned due to ADHD stuff.

It sounds like you have quite severe ADHD (hi! Same here!), which makes every single little thing harder. But here's the Really Simplified Explanation about how meds help.

Let's say that a person's overall functioning can be rated on a scale of 1-10, where 1 is "completely neurotypical" and 10 is "completely non-functional".

Given this, your unmedicated ADHD is at a 7 or 8, and it sounds like your medication is pulling you to around a 5, or maybe a 4. This sounds awful, but what it does is give you the ability to actually learn the skills you need so that you stand a chance of being slightly more functional when you're off your meds.

The other part of this is that the Big Four (sleep, diet, exercise, & stress) also affect your functioning, and if any of them is out of whack then your medication won't be able to help as much. So having something screwing with you may put you at a 9, and then your meds will only be able to get you to a 6.

Things that may help with the issues you've listed here include active breaks, fidget toys, and lots of routines. We have lots of information about all of these here, but if you want specific information about any of it please feel free to ask.

Followers, what do you think about this situation? Do you have any advice?

-J

#adhd #actually adhd #asks #anonymous #meds #executive dysfunction #school

[thewritingofspencerrose]

ok but why am I hooked on that criminology x Jack Hughes blurb.

Like imagine something Happens that makes the news and she’s there as an agent but Jack is so nervous he makes him and Luke watch the live news coverage from their house while he stares at his phone, waiting for a text from her.

ooooh i love that y'all are loving criminology x Jack, because I'm really loving writing it

WARNING: Unlike the last one where I was able to leave details of the case out, there are a few details in this one that may be uncomfortable for some people. Please read with that in mind 🫶

Incoming Call : Captain O' Captain (1)

Incoming Call : Huggy (3)

Incoming Call: Mom (2)

"Luke, dude, what's with all the calls I missed?" Jack asks his brother, still running a towel through his damp hair.

"Do you have any missed calls from Crim?" Is Luke's response instead, eyes just barely glancing up from his phone that is held in a death tight grip.

"No? It's 1 in the afternoon Kid, you know she's at work," But Jack's chest is getting tight, that feeling of something being wrong washing over him as he looks over the state his brother is in.

"That's what I'm worried about," Luke mumbles, handing his phone to his brother, and when he sees the headline from the one news app on the kid's phone, he understands why everyone was trying to reach him. Why Luke is so tense. Why he feels this intense dread.

FBI Profilers Held In Intense Standoff

"Luke, put on the news. Now."

"What do you think I'm doing?"

"Don't-" Jack interrupts, dropping the towel he'd been using on his hair on the kitchen stool and dropping onto the sofa. "I'm sorry - I just need to see who's in there."

Luke knows he doesn't mean to be harsh about it, but they both know in their heads that there's no good answer when Luke turns on the TV. Either Crim, the woman Jack is hopelessly in love with and Luke loves like a sister is in that building, a man with a gun holding her and her coworkers hostage, or she's not, but the coworkers that she loves like family are.

And Jack can't help but hope it's the second, because the idea that she's in danger makes him want to cry, or throw up, or both.

"Here, this is the news channel it's on," Luke offers, long frame dropping onto the couch beside his older brother and pulling him into his side.

Jack's always been there for him, but he needs someone to be there for him right now.

"It's just in that the 3 members of a 5 person team of profilers who were in town to investigate anonymous threats have been taken hostage in the very library where the threats had been left. The hostage negotiator has arrived, and now it is just up to time to see how this standoff plays out.

And it took 4 and a half hours for the final report to come through : "All profilers remain safe after suspect turns himself in."

It had been 4 and a half hours of no word from Crim. From the team.

Of sitting on the phone with his mom crying. Of sitting on the phone with her mom, also crying.

But even the news report wasn't calming when there was no word from her.

Until there was.

Jack was still on the phone with his mom when the call came through, her name on the screen leaving him to simply hang up with no warning.

He'd apologize later.

"Baby?" His scratchy voice asks, stirring Luke from the sleeping position he hand managed where he was folded onto the couch.

"Crim?" Is the younger boys question, earning a nod in response.

"We're all okay," Is the girls sobbed response, Jack's heart breaking even more. "We're getting on the plane in half an hour, should be landing around 9-"

"I'll be in the lot to pick you up," Jack is quick to interrupt.

She sighs on the other end, knowing it'll be late but also not having the heart to tell him no. "Jack-"

"Baby, I just have to see you. To hold you, please let me pick you up," He nearly begs.

"If you don't mind, I would love that," She gives in, breathing choppy.

"I'll be there, just... fly safe, okay? You scared me today," He admits, earning a hit to his arm from Luke. "Luke is making sure I mention you scared him too," He can't help but laugh lightly, shaking his head while she chuckles too.

"I scare myself too," She admits, voice quiet. "I love you. Both of you."

"We love you too Baby, I'll see you at the airport."

these continue to get longer and longer... i might have to actually make an oc for this at some point... thoughts?

#original character #the writing of spencer rose #criminology #best friends to lovers trope #jack hughes x oc #jack hughes imagine #luke hughes x oc #nj devils #luke hughes #jack hughes

[more-cardigan-than-woman]

hi, I have just finished reading the roommates story with Jason and I was wondering if you would do some more? like maybe she's been out with the girls and comes home late so he tracks her down or hes upset she didn't check in.

Hey, yes! I miss them so much. Let's see what they're doing tonight.

Warnings, Smut, praise, swearing, choking, hair pulling.

"Princess," Jason says as he steps from the darkened hallway and into the dim light of your kitchen, "what happened to checking in?"

"Shit," you jump back, startled by his sudden appearance, "I umm... I forgot."

"You forgot?" He steps closer to you, the soft light lingering on his furrowed brow and the anguish in his eyes, "we had a deal."

"Yeah, Steph kept me dancing all night, and then Kate showed up, and - a lot was going on"

"And you still didn't find time to text me -" he pauses, scrubbing his hand down his face, trying to hide the anger, "You know I worry. I just -" his arms wrap around your middle, "I need to know you're safe."

"Do you think the girls would hurt me? Let anything happen to me? You really need to chill."

"Chill?" His arms tighten around you, "I know what you're upto," his arm travels upto your neck, holding your chin towards his face, "but you can't have me when im this angry."

"Why?" Your fingers step up his large biceps.

"Because the person to hurt you would be me."

"So you wait to scare me instead?"

"I'll always wait for you."

"Right. Angry, and in the dark."

"You love it."

"Do I?" You squint, tilting your head to the side, "maybe I was secretly hoping you'd gone out and I could go to sleep."

"Liar. Girls who wanna go to bed don't look, like this". He grabs your chin in a fierce grip, tilting your head up and glaring down into your eyes, "you need a lesson in communication, I think."

"I am aloud to go out and hang out with your family, Jason. Seriously, you can’t control me under the guise of safety," you huff, staring defiantly up at him, "you know, the safest place aside from here is standing right next to the Orphan."

"Oh, Princess." He pinches at your cheeks, "if I wanted to control you. I would," his other hand snakes into your hair tugging your face even further back, your pretty throat on display for him as tears prick your cheeks, "all I wanted was a text," he lets you go all at once, his anger bubbling to high, he's going to do something he regrets. Taking a breath, he turns and faces the hallway, "I need a minute," he steps towards the bathroom and you can't help the way you shadow his movements.

"Jason, I should've text. But I honestly thought you'd be out, hanging with Dick or whatev-"

"Shut your mouth." His hand slaps over your mouth, pressing you into the wall behind you, "every word is fueling this fire." His huge body towers over you, lit up from behind by the bathroom light like some kind of fucking dark angel, "Princess, I need you to-" he watches as your eyes go down, locked on his lips as he speaks to you, your hands already reaching out to him, "you want this?"

"Yudh" you mutter under the pressure of his hand.

"Want me, like this?" He removes his hand from your mouth, cuping your jaw.

"I always want you, Jay." His hands slip down, grabbing your middle and lifting you up and into the wall. Your panties already pushed to the side as his covered cock grinds into you.

"You promise me to text me next time you go out?"

"I'll try."

"No," he frees his cock from his pants, pressing the tip into your clit, "say yes or you don't get me."

"Yes," you pant, trying to get him inside, "I'll set an alarm and everything. I won't forget again."

"Good girl, such a sucker for my cock," he presses the tip in, "you'd do anything for it, wouldn't you?"

"Yes Jay."

"Come home to me everynight and let me worship you, don't you?"

"Ah huh."

"Well, not tonight, you've been a brat. So you'll be treated like one." He steps back, laughing as you fall to your knees on the floor, "you have 5 seconds to get on our bed, one," you clammer to get up, you knees almost buckling with excitement, "two," fuck getting up, you just start crawling as fast as you can as Jason steps around you, "three," you make it to the door as he slips his pants off, "four " you knees are scuffed from the wood but your almost there, "five," you hand lands on his thigh but you're not on the bed yet, "stupid girl can't even follow one direction," his hand grips your wrist, pulling you up and filling you tummy first onto the bed, "spread."

You drop your legs apart, and your knees only just hit the matress, and his mouth is upon you, devouring you whole. "You can't cum," he moans between your legs, "the only place my princess is coming tonight is on my cock."

"I can take it." You say, not so sure as his fingers press into you and his lips close over your clit. Your body starts to shake, your lip between your teeth as you try to push the feeling away. You can't cum, it's too soon and he'll fucking stop if you do. Your back starts to arch and as your ass pushes up Jason pulls away.

"I told you, Princess," he tuts at you, "You need to do what you're told." He grips your legs, pushing them upto your ears. His cock nudging at your pussy, "you going to take it for me?"

"I am."

"Do you want it?"

"Yes." You moan as his teeth sink into your thigh.

"Beg for it."

"Please Jay, please fuck me. I need it,"

"Louder."

"Please Jason, I need your cock."

"Good girl, see how good you can be for me when you try." He pushes in, his whole body pushing into yours as he grinds his girth down into you.

"Jason, I'm so close already." You pant, your nails digging into the hard flesh of his back.

"Not yet, Princess. I want you to wait for me," he grips your neck, forcing you to look up him, "be good for me and wait."

"I'll wait."

"I know you will," his free hand snakes between you massaging at your clit, "but I'm going to make it hard for you."

"Fuck, Jay," you press up into him, your chest pushing into his. Your whole body on fire as you try to hold your orgasm at bay.

"Tell me who owns you, Princess."

"You."

"Who do you belong too."

"You."

"Who loves you more than anyone else."

"JASON." You cry, trying to claw your way into his skin as your pussy start to pulse around him.

"You ready to cum?"

"Yes, so fuckin ready."

"One more minute," he teases, slowing down and grinding his pelvis into yours. Your lips mesh with his as he sticks his tongue down your throat. His hand grips even tighter on your throat, "I'm gunna cum if you keep looking at me with those eyes, Princess."

"Yes, please. Please. Please. Fill me up, Jay."

"Say it again."

"Fill me, I want your cum, Jason."

"Fuck, cum. Be my good girl and cum with me, cum while I fill your pussy full of me."

"Yes, Jay please," you grind up your pussy clenching as your toes flex and your lips bite down on his, your whole body lighting up as he pumps his cum deep inside you.

You keep going, riding out your high together. Your words a mumble of prayer and praise as you soothe your hands down his back.

"Princess," he breaths into your mouth, "you really had me worried, you know. You can't do that again. I don't care who you're with," he kisses your temple, your cheek, "when you're not here and I can't keep you safe. I need you to reassure me."

"I know, Jay. I really am sorry."

"Even if you've got Cassie with you,"

"She really is a badass. You know-"

"Promise me, you'll check in next time."

"I promise," you kiss him so sweetly on the mouth, "geeze you can even stalk me if it helps."

"Your giving me permission to stalk you?"

"If it helps you, baby. You can do whatever you want to me."

#jason todd x reader #reader x jason todd #jason todd #x reader #jason todd fanfic #reader x red hood #red hood x reader #red hood fanfic #and they were roommates

[lu-sn]

so I was thinking about ep12 (as I am contractually obligated to do every 3-5 business days), and I keep coming back to this bit.

it's pretty obvious that pete really fucking wants what vegas is offering here. and I think he knows that he wants it. look at him!!! his head is tilted, his neck is exposed, he CLOSES HIS EYES AND STANDS STILL. he's ready for vegas to initiate something, but he refuses to do it himself.

and I think the reason why pete refuses to make the final move is because he's come up with a rule to follow during his captivity, and this rule is what keeps him sane. he's been captured, he's been tortured and knows that the torture isn't going to end any time soon. he's going to have to do things he doesn't want to do, he's going to have things done to him that he doesn't want - or worse, he is gonna want it. and so the only way he can keep any agency is by some small measure of control over his own behavior.

if I had to guess, here is the rule:

it's ok if vegas does something to me, and it's ok if I like it. I can't help what I like, and I can't control his actions. but under no condition am I allowed to ask for it. if I do, then instead of him taking from me, I gave it to him, and then he wins.

he knows it's coming. he felt vegas lick at his neck during that phone call with his grandmother, he felt vegas skim over his tattoo, pressing deliciously at a bruise along the way, getting dangerously close to his groin. vegas keeps him half-naked, probably watches him shower, definitely watches him sleep. vegas is going to try something, and pete's deepest darkest desires are going to betray him because he's gonna be aroused by it. he's gonna want it so badly. but we only kiss people we like. we only give ourselves to people who give themselves back to us. pete will not give himself to vegas. he can't. it's all he has left.

but then vegas bandages him tenderly, gives him medicine and water, kisses him (pete doesn't react, and maybe it's because he's dead tired, but maybe it's because he knew this was coming and purposefully kept himself so so still). he gives him normal food, lets him roam around the room. he gives him the key to escape. and of course this confuses the shit out of pete!!!!

I think if the above scene had happened before the bandaging, or even before the hedgehog funeral, vegas would have walked away and pete would have let him. but he doesn't just want it physically, now. he's caught up in this emotionally too

so as vegas stands there trailing his nose against pete's skin, breath mingling with pete's breath, pete is only holding back because he's got this rule that he has to follow. he needs to. (but does he? what if he just - gave in. he wants it. just give up now-)

no! no. he's not going to give vegas what he wants. but it's ok, because vegas will take it from him (please take it please please-)

and then vegas walks away. and in a haze of desire, a swoop of his stomach, is vegas really not going to- pete forgets himself. turns around, grabs him, and pulls him back. it's everything he's ever wanted - but not the way he wanted it. and with it, he breaks the most important rule he's set for himself.

("I didn't want it," he says later. I had one thing I was keeping for myself, and I gave it away. and for what.)

#my god it was hell on earth getting a gif into this post #tumblr why'd you have to make it so hard for me :( #anyways gonna go lie down now #kinnporsche #kinnporsche meta #pete saengtham #vegaspete #ep12 my love

[yuquinzel]

HELLO HANA 🤭🤭🤭 here to annoy u again

anyway.. rinnie ko bas ek din ghar pe invite karna hai for a sleepover to see his face when he realizes ki woh tumhare saath same room mein nahi sone wala h 😭 and then he gets so pouty and you have to be like "sorry rinnie :P just my family...... they're a little...." so he's like ok (sad) and woh guest room mein sota h but then he gets a text from you at like 1 in the morning which says "be quiet when you come in <3" and he's already getting out of the bed in seconds ??????? ugh this man. and bonus when tumhare bhai/behen ghar mein rehte h because he's extra scared of getting caught 😭😭😭😭 and then after cuddling all night you have to quite literally push him out of your room at 4 AM bc he gets so clingy and won't let you go (how are u gonna escape from those strong ass arms ???) and you're whisper-yelling at him in the dark like "rin! go back to your room i swear to god—" kyuki mummy 5 baje hi uthti hai ... ☠️ bechara rin </3

“rin... let go, it's almost 4 am!”

rin's hold on you is firm, it's hard enough to keep your voice low and close to a whisper-yell, it's even more difficult to wrestle yourself free from the embrace of his strong arms when he's very obviously determined to not let go.

“quit whining, you're the one who asked me to come.”

“yeah, like an hour ago. my mom will be up by 5! you and i are dead if she sees you leave my room at this hour.” you try to reason, hands going to push away at his forearms to allow space between you both, but to no avail. if anything, he just holds you even tighter.

“sounds like a you problem. first you ask me for a sleepover, and then i find we're not even gonna sleep in the same room. then i get a text asking me to come over to your room, and now you want me leave again? not happening.”

“bro,” you deadpan, “you're lucky my parents even agreed to let you sleep over! I'll make up for it later, but please go back to your room!”

you can't help but snicker as the events of earlier come playing in your mind— the look of pure horror on rin's pretty face as he learns he's not going to be spending the night with you, but in the guest room instead. the way he was shrinking in his seat as your siblings give him the side-eye everytime they'd catch him staring at you. god, he looked adorable pouting when you slapped his hand away from your own, in front of your parents.

but now when you feel him inch closer, burying his face in your shoulders as the warmth of your bodies cover you like a second blanket— you know you've already lost. you don't really want him to leave either, and there's a tremble in your voice that's enough to tell rin that your resistance isn't as legitimate as you're hoping for it to be.

“i don't care. your parents already love me. I'll win them over, now shut up and let me sleep.”

the hushed sweetness to his voice betrays his words, he's only threading his fingers through your hair in what you assume is an attempt to lull you to sleep. you take a mental note to not underestimate itoshi rin's ability to charm you with his words past 3 am— he's uncharacteristically clingy, being all soft and delicate, tentative and loving— the way only you know rin to be.

“my sister's in the other room, she definitely knows you're here.”

“that means we're already done for, might as well let it be.”

“god, you are insufferable.” you say, (begrudgingly) settling into his chest.

you can only imagine a satisfied smirk on his face when he breathes— the rise and fall of his chest slowing falling in sync with yours— and you feel it resonate with your own.

yeah, you don't really want him to leave.

hiii val im sorry for the late reply </3 here take this as a peace offering,, literally wrote this just now— i love your ideas, please stay in my inbox forever :(

#❀˖° ─ hana writes. #‧₊˚💭 ─ from: val! #idk if i should tag this #itoshi rin x reader #itoshi rin x you #rin x reader #rin drabble #blue lock x reader #blue lock fluff #itoshi rin fluff #bllk x reader #bllk fluff #rin itoshi x reader #rin itoshi x you #rin x reader fluff

[en-fics]

Would it be alright If I pulled you closer?

Pairing : Taehyung x Reader

Content : Fluff, Sweet

Summary : Taehyung not feeling confident in himself and you being his support...help him.

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It all felt empty to Taehyung. The longer he sat in his studio, looking at the unfinished lyrics, melody and a bunch of rolled scribbled papers thrown in the dustbin, more empty he felt.

'How long' were the words constantly in his mind. How long will it take for him to complete the songs, melody and an album.

He began feeling his hardwork was going in vain and he was not able to deliver the emotions he wanted to.

'Why can't I finish the album, song quickly like Hoseok and Namjoon hyung?'

'Why can't I deliver and potray the emotions to army?'

These two thoughts were enough to damage him emotionally resulting in him feeling mentally and physically drained.

He knew that it was simply negative thoughts and he knew how much the army and the members support him. But tonight his feelings were mixed.

The clock's needle continued to click and move forward making the time pass from 5:00 PM to now 11:00 PM with him stuck up in his emotions.

Not having the energy to think and drain himself anymore. He decides to finally end the day and go back home.

The whole ride to his home was in complete silence except for the car honks and beating of his heart.

He manages to drive quickly and park his car, now walking towards the main door of his house.

It's already past eleven and he doesn't want to disturb you since he thinks you must be sleeping and himself opens the main door from his duplicate key, only to see the light 'On' of his main hall and your figure arranging some books on the shelf.

You don't know that Taehyung has arrived since he always rings the bell even if he uses the key but today he didn't.

As he sees your side profile, he then realises that he is not alone... instead he has you. To whom he can rely on without the fear of making him feel less or low unlike the world.

He let's out a small tired smile and makes his way towards you after removing his shoes.

You jerk a bit as you feel two big warm hands wrap around your waist suddenly. "Tae" you say and turn around to see him already looking at you.

You see the tiredness on his face. You hug him and he also hugs you back, holding you tightly.

"Taehyung, are you alright?" You ask after hugging him for sometime now. He doesn't say anything and tightens his grip on you, and now you understand that indeed something has happened.

You don't ask him again anything instead rub his back slowly as a way to tell him you are there for him.

Some time passes and he finally looks at you, his eyes are a little watery. He takes a sigh and makes you both sit on the nearby couch.

"(y/n), I-I am feeling really sad...I'm not able to write any song, not even a sentence. How and what will I do now?" He says and some tears roll down his cheeks.

You feel sad for him too. You know he never cries easily, but if he is right now...it means he carried his pain alone and is now overwhelmed with it.

"shhhh, it's okay Tae, I'm here for you. You can do everything. Army's, members and I, we all understand you. We all know you are working hard."

"I know b-but, it's sad that it's been s-so long and I'm still stuck here."

"Tae, I know that you want to write all the songs and quickly make an album. I understand you, but it's important that you understand yourself first. Believe in yourself, I know that you know, you can do this. Maybe it will take a little more time and effort but I know you can do this."

You say some positive words to him to make him feel a bit better than before.

"You know what Tae, maybe you should take a break...like a few days off. Relax your mind and then work on your songs. Sometimes a break is important, to know and understand yourself better. At that time, you can even get a lot of answers and ideas."

"You are right, I should take a few days off, we both will actually." He says this time with a hope on his face and a smile.

"Thank you (y/n) for listening to me and helping me out." He moves a bit towards you and hugs you again.

"Welcome my love, anything for you." You say after pulling back from the hug and kiss his cheek.

"I love you"

"I love you too."

Sometimes we can get so much strength from our loved ones, even when everything seems to fall apart, a simple hug or talk with them feels so good. And that's how Taehyung felt too.

#bts #taehyung imagine #kim taehyung #taehyung ff #bts taehyung #taehyung headers #taehyung smut #taehyung moodboard #taetae #bts tae wallpaper #bts tae x reader #tae x reader

[simpforfandoms]

can you please write a one shot based on your head canon that we walked in on billy getting yelled at by his dad

Of course! Hope you enjoy this! Also I made the reader a Wheeler, it fit for the story.

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, swearing

Word Count: 1.2K

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Genre: Angst, Fluff, Hurt & Comfort

Summary: Request

part 2

Disclaimer: As a victim of parental abuse, I am not romanticizing abuse. If you are experiencing any type of abuse, you may be triggered by this. If you or someone you know is experiencing abuse please get help! You are not alone. My DMS is always open.

National Domestic Violence Hotline: [phone]

National Sexual Assault Hotline: [phone]

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You had been dating Billy for 2 months. You met him at one of your sister's parties. Of course, you've heard of him before. Who hasn't? He was the king of the school. He probably slept with every girl within a 10-mile radius. Your sister had warned you about him. But then again you didn’t trust her judgment. She dated Steve Harrington for crying out loud! Anyways, Billy came up to you. He tried to convince you to sleep with him upstairs. Instead, you took him upstairs to play on your new Nintendo gaming system. You two just hit it off from there.

You didn't really know anything about his personal life. You knew he moved to Hawkins from California. You knew he had a stepsister, Max. Other than the basics, you knew nothing about him. After school, you would hang out with him. He would pick you and his step-sister up. Then he would go to his house, walk Max in, come back to his camero and take you to some place. Billy always told you to stay in his car when he took Max inside. You didn't really know why. You just assumed that his dad and step-mom didn't know about you or he was embarrassed by you. Whatever. You were fine. Until one day he took longer than usual to get back to the car

...

It was a normal day. You walked over to Billy's car with him and waited for Max to get into the car. But she was nowhere to be found.

"Where the fuck is she, We're gonna be late!"

"Calm down she's just over there talking to that guy."

You point to where she is. Billy starts the car and drives over to where she is. Max seems to be telling the guy to 'fuck off'. When she notices Billy's car, she walks away from the guy and gets in the car.

"Who was that?" Billy asks her frustrated.

"No one"

"Was he causing you trouble"

"No"

"Stay away from him"

"Shut up, you can't control who I hang around. I don't ask you who this chick is. You haven't even introduced me to her!" Max exclaims.

You suppose she's right. You haven't introduced yourself to her. You've been riding home with her for the past 8 weeks and she doesn't even know your name! You turn to introduce yourself, but before you could Billy yells back at her.

"Shut the fuck up dipshit. I don't have to tell you shit. Be lucky I even give you a ride home, I could make you walk home!"

The rest of the car ride was filled with awkward silence. When Billy turned onto their street, you decided to talk.

"Hi, I'm y/n, nice to meet you" You turn to Max

"I know" Max replies

"Don't be fucking rude"

With that Billy parks. Max storms out of the car, grabs her skateboard and takes off.

"Don't slam my door!" Billy says as he goes inside the house.

Well, that was eventful. You can't believe that happened. You've never seen Billy so mad. He's always been kind to you. You checked the time.

4:45

That's odd. It's been 15 minutes. It usually doesn't take more than 5 minutes for Billy to come back. Should you go inside to make sure everything is okay? Technically he didn't tell you to stay in his car this time. What if you just go inside to have a quick peek? Yeah, that will be fine.

It took you serval minutes to gather the courage to walk up to the house. The door was wide open. Billy must've forgotten to shut it. The house is empty. It's quiet, except for the yelling upstairs. Should you go upstairs? Billy could be in trouble. After all, you came in to make sure everything was okay. You quietly walk up the stairs. The voices get louder.

"What the fuck were you thinking? You're in charge of Max. You have to get her home safely. Where the fuck is she? She's not here, I can tell you that, Billy! WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE!" Billy is pinned up against the wall as a man, whom you assume is his father yells at him.

No wonder he doesn't talk about his dad. You're just watching the scene unfold. Suddenly Billy's father raises his to hit Billy. That's when you decide to speak.

"Hello, I'm y/n. You must be Billy's dad. Nice to meet you." You say.

Billy's dad drops Billy and turns to look at you. You can feel Billy's eyes on you. He never wanted you to interact with his father. He watches. Waiting for his father's reaction.

"I am. What are you doing here?" His father asks with a fake smile.

"I just came here to inform you that Max is at my house with my brother. The door was wide open and I heard voices coming upstairs. I hope you don't mind that I walked in"

"Not all. Thank you for informing me. Billy why don't you go with this young lady to retrieve Max."

Billy just stood still. He didn't know how to react. He was worried. His father was upset by you but didn't show it.

"Yes sir" Billy says as he moves toward you.

He places his shaky hand on your back and guides you back to his car. You two sit in silence for a minute. Til you break the silence.

"You want to talk about it?" you ask, sightly above a whisper

"What the hell were you thinking? You know to stay in the car. My dad couldve-" He let out a shaky breathe.

"You could've gotten hurt y/n." He says not able to look at you.

You grab his cheek and turn him towards you. You two just stare at each other for a moment. You lightly kiss his chapped lips.

"I'm sorry" you whisper

"Just don't do it again"

"I won't, I promise."

It pains you to say that. All you want to do is protect him, but you have to put his worries at ease. He looks so vulnerable and weak. God, it breaks your heart to see him like this. He turns his head back to the road and starts his car. You head to your house to get Max.

"I'll go in and get her" you say

"Y/n don't mention this to her"

"I won't"

You give him a quick kiss and say good bye. You walked up to your door. Your little brother, Mike, answers the door.

"I thought you weren't gonna be back til later."

"Plans change" You shrug "Can you tell Max to come out please?"

"Why?"

"I don't have to tell you"

He rolls his eyes and calls for Max. Max walks upstairs and looks at you.

"Oh my god what now?"

"I promised your dad you would go home"

Max looks out the door and sees billy in his car waiting for her.

"I don't want to be around him."

"I know but just please go home with him. You don't have to say anything to him."

"Ugh fine" She says as she grabs her skateboard and walks out.

You wave to Billy and go inside. But Mike stops you from going upstairs .

"So you and Billy?"

“Yeah and what about it?”

“He’s a dick”

“So are you”

Then you walk upstairs to your room. You try not to think about what you saw, what will happen to billy, and if he’s okay. But you just can’t stop worrying about it. You know Billy’s a big man and he can protect himself. But when his dad had him pinned against the wall, about to hit him, Billy looked like he was ready to take the hit. You wonder why he doesn’t want Max to know. She should know so she doesn’t sneak out anymore? Right? Then again she is just a child. Why is this so confusing? You just want Billy to be safe.

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#billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove #stranger things #strangerthingimangine #billy hargove imagine #max mayfield #angst with a happy ending #angst #fluff #hurt/comfort

[elsa-rain-world-stuff]

What got you into rainworld?

OHHOHHHOHOHOHOHO

It's been 2020, middle of autumn, i tired from playing same 3 games on repeat (hollow knight, sundered and undertale (? i'm not sure)) and looked in my steam library, in search for something i haven't played. I had i think 3 games i bought and never played, and Rain World was one of them. I had no fucking clue what is this game, i didn't even remember how i got it (i got it same year spring with 80% off, as my purchase history says). So i downloaded it and jumped right into, without watching any trailers or rewievs.

It was... something. I didn't expect anything, but i was surprised anyway. I had no idea you could pick different character, i didn't know you supposed to play as white slugcat, so i started as Monk.

First thing that surprised me is how HEAVY slugcat felt. Compare to Hollow Kinght where you can jump 10 times your height... yeahh. And second thing - controls, which i changed immediately, because i ain't playing on arrows! ALSO at the beginning i had a thought for a moment that maybe i'll get some upgrades, but even then i felt like it's not gonna happen

And after that i lost track of time. And when i woke up, it was 5 am and i was in shoreline. Then i was stuck in the first room of subterranean with centipedes killing me all the fucking time and i thought that i can't go back through the gates lol

I also remember miros birds breaking my overseer in meme crypts and how i thought that it was gone forever

This is my very first rain world screenshot (i didn't understand what to do with this flower and overseer seemed to point on it (at least it what i thought)

under cut there's a tonn of screenshots and some of messeges with my friend while i was playing. I had a friend, who helped me in the beginning. They played just a bit, but knew a lot about the game

october 10, 2020

Elsa Fogen 22:57 : Oh you can store food for the next day to spend all the time for exploration, neat Elsa Fogen 23:02 : So i was grabbed by that thing, that pretended to be a pole, but i managed to escape and it grabbed a lizard instead october 11, 2020 Elsa Fogen 6:57 : Fuuck, it's 5 am and i've been playing Rain all this time [Friend name here] 6:29 : How did you... Elsa Fogen 6:29 : I'm in the location with green wamter Elsa Fogen 6:31 : I was fucking flooded 3 times Elsa Fogen 16:13 : I'm fucking tired of these monkies They don't let me go through Fuckers

october 12, 2020

Elsa Fogen 18:11 : AAAAAAAAAAAHH FUCKING ELECTRICAL CENTIPEDES, I HATE YOU SO MUCH Elsa Fogen 18:14 : just fucking look how many times i died in the same room because of these fucking creatures

[Friend name here] 18:15 : Oh. Which location this is? Elsa Fogen 18:24 : trins where [Friend name here] 18:25 : no fucking way... Wait. WHY ARE YOU GOING THERE IT'S TOO EARLY Or wait. You have already been at Five Pebbles?!?! Elsa Fogen 18:27 : where???? I can't go back anyway......... [Friend name here] 18:27 : fuck... it's too early to go there/ Too early. Why can't you return? Elsa Fogen 18:33 : door was closed................... okay i get it all over again [Friend name here] 18:34 : nononno NO NO NO!!!! WAIT FUCK STOP WAIT WAAAAAAAIT DON'T RESTART LOTUS MOTHERFUCKER (lotus was kinda my roleplay nickname lol) DON'T YOU DARE Elsa Fogen 18:37 : wha how then [Friend name here] 18:34 : You talking about gates with karma? Elsa Fogen 18:38 : yes [Friend name here] 18:38 : Fuf... there... look. So you went through. You sleep one time. And you can go once again. Elsa Fogen 18:38 : 🤔

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Elsa Fogen 18:53 : Should i look for this thing?

Elsa Fogen 19:54 : What should i do here?

[Friend name here] 20:03 : GO TO SLEEP THEN YOU GO THROUGH HORRIBLE LOCATION TO THE WORSE Don't touch the flies Elsa Fogen 20:23 : And what if i touched them Elsa Fogen 21:43 : Damn it's so dark here

Elsa Fogen 21:54 : Damn there creepy creatures mechanical Elsa Fogen 22:40 : FUCK I SAW AN ART WHERE BROKEN VESSEL HAD THIS FUCKING BLACK-BLUE THING IN THE HEAD

[Friend name here] 23:01 : btw, you're ahead of me xD I just... i need to recover my nerves Elsa Fogen 23:05 : btw this thing that leads you can it be killed? [Friend name here] 23:05 : Yes. Elsa Fogen 23:05 : Fuck) I think mine was killed Elsa Fogen 23:10 : So what should i do if my thing was killed...... Elsa Fogen 23:15 : Are these things dangerous?

Elsa Fogen 23:24 : What a creepy fuckig thing

but it's neat i love their design so much i saw same things in the location with pile of monkies these fucking things annlyed me so much there was a lake and two of these fuckers lived there Elsa Fogen 23:56 : Fuck, can i kill this thing? It's sitting there and that's it............

[Friend name here] 23:56 : You can but.... MANY SPEARS. VERY MUCH. Elsa Fogen 23:59 : OMG OVERSEER, MY SUNSHINE

october 13, 2020

Elsa Fogen 00:00 : OH YES I MADE IT TO THE NEST [shelter] And i understood why the fuck these things for [grapple worms] Elsa Fogen 00:23 : THERE'S 3 OF THEM

Elsa Fogen 00:28 : That's what i call TOTAL FUCK UP

Elsa Fogen 00:31 : i lived Elsa Fogen 00:31 : is that a fucking infection

Elsa Fogen 01:03 : i n f e c t i o n

Elsa Fogen 01:23 : fUCK

Elsa Fogen 01:28 : ....how many spears i need to kill this you say?

[Friend name here] 01:28 : More than 10. :) Elsa Fogen 01:29 : too loose a concept "more than 10" more than 10 can be and 11 and 100 well, two already there ahaha....... [Friend name here] 01:28 : Well.... Hm...... Not 11... Well maybe 20 or more. Elsa Fogen 01:30 : now this sounds as threat of avengers level [Friend name here] 01:30 : One moment. I'll look up their hp. Ha.... Ha.... 200 hp.... Elsa Fogen 01:34 : ................... and how much damage spear does?? [Friend name here] 01:36 : ... [RW wiki screenshot saying how much damage deals every slugcat per spear throw] Elsa Fogen 01:34 : *HYSTERICAL LAUGH* okay i died already around ten times BY JUST FALLING IN THE FUCKING PIT

Elsa Fogen 01:34 : infected snot

Elsa Fogen 01:34 : f UCK i found the door, but it needs the highest karma AND I'M WITH THE LOWEST BECAUSE OF ALL THOSE DEATHS FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK Elsa Fogen 02:19 : FINALLY FINALLY YES I WENT FURTHER OH MY FUCKING GOD I'M SO TIRED OF THIS PIT Elsa Fogen 02:21 : WAIT WHAT WHERE DID I FLY

IS IT BECAUSE I ATE TOO MUCH INFECTION? [Friend name here] 02:22 : Well it's... It's... If short, there's troubles with gravitation and... THERE'S MANY DADDY LONG LEGS ON THE WAY But first you have to bring around 4 flies to Moon)))) YES YES YOU'LL HAVE TO GO BACK BRING 2 FOR NOW There will be more further Elsa Fogen 02:25 : ah. these?

Elsa Fogen 21:11 : fuck this shit....

[Friend name here] 21:12 : ))))))) YOU'LL HAVE TO))))) Elsa Fogen 21:12 : no i'm leaving ahupzhvalvva [Friend name here] 21:12 : YEEEEES)))) YOU NEED THIS TO COMPLETE THE GAME By the way Moon quest is not necessary Elsa Fogen 21:14 : thank god

october 16, 2020

Elsa Fogen 20:59 : these fucking tentacles discourage all desire to play rain 🙁

Finding and translating all this takes fucking forever and after this point i moved to another chat and i don't know which one so let me know if you want to see more of this!!!!!!

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