🍟 Willow + Squad?
Wheel said Dairy Queen
Willow — Bacon two cheese burger (no toppings except ketchup) with fries or chicken strip basket, brownie & oreo cupfection
Lucas — Bacon two cheese burger (no mayo) with fries, cookie dough blizzard
Brendon — Honey BBQ chicken strip basket with fries, chocolate dip in a cup
Caleb — Bacon ranch burger (no ranch) with fries, peanut buster parfait
Devorah — Chicken strip sandwich (no mayo) with fries, choco brownie extreme blizzard
Ethan — Chili cheese dog with fries, m&m blizzard
Megan — Flamethrower burger, oreo blizzard
Natalie — Bacon two cheese burgerwith fries, hot fudge sundae
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A bit of a throwback, here - the art is new, but the coloring style is old. I haven't drawn like this since I was 19. It was a good deal of fun to revisit.
This features two parts - one of the kids, and her in-system father. They're very close.
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BOXER ETHAN HEADCANNONS
This has been on my mind for so long. Shoutout to the people who gave me some ideas 🙌 sorry for being short. I couldn't think of any [plus it's late and I haven't posted anything in a few days]
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Ethan found an interest in boxing the year before he met you. He didn't mention that much, but when you came over to his dorm, you found his gloves and became obsessed.
He always has bruises on his knuckles.
Sometimes, if he's having a rough day and you haven't heard from him, usually due to arguments with his dad, you'll always find him at the rink.
The first time you visited him, he was fighting with another boxer. You sat at a bench watching him. Seeing him move so quickly was so mesmerizing.
On days he loses his matches, he will come back to his or your apartment so frustrated. You would help him out by making him feel good, but it was never enough.
He would then just become a different person and take his frustration out on you, but still be very sweet about it. "Fuck, baby making me feel so good. Taking me so well, look at you. You like it when I'm this, don't you?"
Everynow and then his walls would slowly have new posters to hide the fact that he punched some holes in them.
When you hang out, he will do his workout sometimes, and afterward, his hair will be sticking to his forehead. He'd be out of breath and sweaty. You never mind that look on him, though.
Once he's done with his workout, he would stand in front of the mirror and flex. Then, he would run to you and flex so you could touch his muscles. He always gets excited when he sees improvement.
"Do you feel that?"
"I do! Wow, look at you!"
One day, he forgot his water bottle at your apartment, so he asked you to bring it by. He was already in the rink, all sweaty and punching at his opponent. After his match, when he saw you, his face would light up.
"There you are, baby," he would then kiss you very passionately, not caring if the other saw.
Sometimes, when you're making food, he will just stand there and fake punch at you, and sometimes he really will punch you but not forceful. It would be the lightest tap ever.
You would ask about boxing all the time, which led him to show you some moves. He couldn't help himself in the end, but seeing you all serious and doing something he loves just turned him on.
After tournaments, you would wait for him to take a shower. The others would be gone by now, so you waited in the lobby. But you noticed a text from him asking you to come to the locker rooms.
He would then convince you to have a quicky. "That's it baby, fuck you feel so good"
Sometimes, when he's bored, he will sit there and just punch at your legs. Not hard or anything, just tap them mainly and make sound affects. "Psh boom pow bam psh"
On bad days, you would have to patch him up. His dad would get into his head, which made him doubt himself in boxing. "I know your dad says shit all the time, and he's wrong every single time. Do what you love! Don't listen to him, even if that means cutting him out of your life. If boxing makes you happy, do it!"
You would have so many first aid kit supplies, mainly for his knuckles, because he would split them so often.
Manz treats you so well!!
He will spoil the shit out of you! When winning matches, he always wins some cash, and more than half always goes to you!
He has this routine before a match, and if he doesn't kiss you, he believes he doesn't have good luck.
If he hadn't gotten a hair cut in a while and his hair was grown out, he'll let you braid his hair before he went to the gym.
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Well. One of our guys (what I call the parts of me) is back.
Tonight, I'm tired and sad - I'm taking a year off of college for the second time at my therapist's recommendation. She's said that treating the dissociation is going to be a complex process that I should take my time with. I agree. It also fucking sucks, and I almost spiraled into self-hatred again until I actually sat down and did the skill my therapist said would help. Surprise, it did.
IVR - Identify, Validate, Reassure. I identified feeling tired, disappointed, sad, and frustrated. I validated: it's normal for me to feel this way, and I'm allowed to feel it. It's understandable to be frustrated with my education progress. It is late at night and that's probably amplifying things, but that doesn't invalidate that I'm upset. I reassured: tomorrow will be a new day. I can take my education at the pace I need to. The people around me will support me and don't think less of me for this. I can reach out to my friends for support.
It especially stings that this stuff actually works because Ethan - a Guy In Here - has been particularly compassionate towards me for struggling to do this. It wasn't safe to feel your feelings then; it's okay to struggle with grounding now, even when it is safe, he says (paraphrasing). It kind of makes me want to punch a wall.
Years ago, I was a child working with a child's ability to cope. A real adult who wasn't a part of me, a child's conception of care and compassion, was what I needed and didn't get. I don't need that anymore, I'm enough for myself and all of me can be there for all of me, but that doesn't retroactively create a safe space for the child I was. That blows (and, here we are, Ethan again reminding me it's okay to grieve that stuff).
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