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misc-obeyme · 4 months

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Asmodeus is surprised by that twinge of something he feels any time you give your attention to someone else. A smile, a brief touch, even just a short conversation and there's a tiny fire burning in his chest. He doesn't quite know what to do with that feeling. It isn't one he has often. He recognizes it as an emotion that primarily belongs to someone else.

It cools easily the moment your eyes move across to him.

Under your gaze, Asmodeus feels fully seen as he never has been. Everyone knows he spends his time on his outer appearance, but that means the demon inside goes unnoticed. Unnoticed by all but you. And your regard makes him open up like a flower in full bloom.

Asmodeus gives you every piece of himself - the genuine gift of his kindness, his beauty, and his heart. Only you can handle these things with the care they need. Only you can look into him and know him like you've always been there, like you've always been a piece of his soul.

And so you see his jealousy when it crops up. It's as if you can sense it - like a signal from across the room. And soon enough you make your way to his side. You might sit in his lap or kiss his cheek. You remind him that you're the one who holds his everything and you know it. You reassure him that you'll never neglect the gorgeous shining thing that is his true self. The man beneath the beauty, the one who wants as much love and affection as he so frequently gives.

You soothe his fears with a simple touch. Sometimes, you whisper only a handful of words in his ear, just enough to melt him. Your attention is the thing he craves most above all. And you never make him wait for it long.

Asmodeus finds that he would suffer through the beast of jealousy every day of his life as long as he always finds himself in your arms.

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#I was thinking about the characters I haven't written drabbles for yet #and this came to me in the shower lol #anyway I love Asmo I need to write for him more #obey me #obey me nightbringer #obey me shall we date #omnb #omswd #obey me asmodeus #om asmodeus #asmodeus obey me #obey me asmodeus x reader #om asmodeus x reader #obey me asmodeus x mc #om asmodeus x mc #misc writes

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steddieasitgoes · 1 year

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Steve’s maternal grandfather was a classically trained pianist. He traveled all over the world as a concert pianist before retiring around the time Steve was born. He takes a job as a church pianist and buys Steve a baby grand piano so he can teach his only grandson how to play. Steve learns how to play piano and read music before he learns how to read books.

His grandfather dies when Steve is 9, and his mom gets upset whenever she hears Steve playing, because it reminds her of her dad, who chose the piano over her most of her life. So, Steve stops playing, not wanting to upset his mom. She tried to sell the piano, but no one in Hawkins is interested, so it stays covered with a bedsheet and locked away in the former music room.

Steve picks it up again when his parents start fighting and his mom starts going on business trips with his dad. He finds himself spending long nights at the penchant, fingers dancing across the ivory keys. He’s rusty at first, but playing the piano is a lot like riding a bike — you never really forget.

He keeps his talent a secret, though. Keeps the piano locked away in the old music room when Robin and the Party is over and doesn't let them down that hallway. Likes that he has something for himself, though he does have moments where he wishes he could share his talent with his found family.

Eddie’s the first person he tells.

They’re hanging out together in Steve’s living room. Eddie’s got his acoustic slung across his lap. Fingers moving up and down the frets. His brows are furrowed, and his lip is tugged between his teeth. He’s been stuck on the same melody for days now and Steve offered up his place, hoping a change in scenary would rid him of his music block.

It hasn’t.

“Jesus H. Christ” Eddie swears, gently moving the acoustic to the side. He throws the rest of his body down on the rug.

“You’re being too hard on yourself, Ed’s. It sounds great.”

“You’re just saying that cause it’s not loud and obnoxious.”

“It is different than your usual sound,” Steve hums, gently guiding himself from the couch down to the floor next to Eddie.

“Jeff wrote a love song for this girl he’s seeing. But he's always sucked at the music part, so I said I’d give it a shot.” Eddie says, raising his arms in the air in front of his face. He starts to fiddle with the large skull ring on his finger. “I think the melody would sound better on a piano but none of us can play so, my acoustic will have to do.”

Steve's not sure why he does what he does next. Maybe it's because Eddie is right, and the song would sound better with a piano, or maybe it's because he'd move the moon and starts to make Eddie Munson smile. Whatever the case, Steve stands. Offers Eddie a hand and hoists him with him.

He starts walking down the hallway towards the room no one even knows exists. Eddie hot on his heels.

"Don't tell me you've been hiding a secret sex dungeon," Eddie teases as Steve raises to his tiptoes to grab the key hidden on the top of the door frame.

"If I had a secret sex dungeon, don't you think I'd have shown it to you by now?" Steve asks, hip-checking Eddie out of the way so he can get to the door knob.

"Fair point," Eddie says.

Steve can tell he's about to say something else, when the door clicks open. The baby grand is still covered with a white bedsheet, but it's easy to make it out. Especially for a music expert like Eddie.

"Holy shit," Eddie says, slowly moving closer to the center of the room as if he's going to startle the piano. "Is that what I think it is?"

Steve nods and begins rolling up the bedsheet exposing the beautiful black, shiny baby grand piano. He tosses the sheet aside and takes a seat at the bench. Carefully lifts the keyboard cover and pats the bench next to him. Eddie joins instantly.

"You can play?" Eddie asks as Steve's fingers start moving across the keys. He starts with something simple, the melody to "Twinkle Twinkle," before moving on to one of the formal pieces his granddad taught him. Eddie sits motionless, eyes darting between Steve's profile and his fingers dancing across the keys. When Steve stops, Eddie lets out a gasping breath. Playfully bumps his shoulder with Steve's. "You son of a bitch! You have been holding out on me!"

"Maybe a little," Steve chuckles. "But not about having a sex dungeon."

"You sure about that?" Eddie says, moving in closer. He rests his head on Steve's shoulder and angles his face so his lips are right next to Steve's ear. "I hear sex on a piano is pretty amazing."

Steve blushes, feels the butterflies fluttering in his gut. He laughs, shrugging Eddie off his shoulder. Playful. Bashful. "Come on, we've got a song to write."

Eddie looks at Steve, even more bewildered than before. This time Steve meets his gaze, takes in Eddie's woofish smile that he's trying to hide behind a strand of hair and his blown pupils.

"You really are my wildest dreams come true," Eddie moans, stealing a kiss. It's a quick but passionate. A reminder that they're not done yet. "Alright, let's get this song done so we can really break this piano in after."

#steddie #steddie ficlet #steve harrington #eddie munson #steve harrington x eddie munson #steve harrington ficlet #eddie munson ficlet #this came to me in the shower lmao #idk if its anything but here you go lol #stranger things #stranger things ficlet #dani writes

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biwildered-buck · 19 days

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So this is gonna be the restaurant scene tomorrow, right?

#personal #911 abc #911 spoilers #this came to me in the shower #and i had to make it lol

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lover-of-mine · 8 months

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instantpansies · 3 months

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toast spotted jumping on a trend months later super rare sighting!! my redhead sons with adhd and self esteem issues <3333 (leaf coneybear from 25th annual putnam county spelling bee and norm the robot from phineas and ferb) (i love them so much)

ummm lines under cut (also norm saying damn but he would never say that in real life)

@imabiscuitinthousandworlds a different style for you

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television-overload · 7 months

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I am plotting my return to NCIS fanfiction, planning to write a Tiva fic for every episode seasons 3-11.02 (probably a few after that too) as I rewatch the show, and it has been a while!! So sound off, who's still alive? Back when I wrote as a teen/early college I was still on fanfiction.net, but now I use AO3 and have slowly been transferring old fics over.

Not sure I ever wrote anything anyone would remember under the pen name NCIS Obsession (don't go look, there's some cringe stuff over there) but now I go by ContentsPriceless on AO3. I'm hoping some people will want to follow along.

Anything I should know about the Tiva/NCIS fic space these days? Accounts to tag? Etc.?

#ncis #tiva #ziva david #tony dinozzo #tony x ziva #fanfiction #ncis fanfiction #tiva fanfiction #my fanfiction #got chapter one basically done i think #it came to me suddenly in the shower last night #I'm excited for this i hope people will come along for the ride #reminding myself to set my expectations low lol

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vidawhump · 3 months

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Whump prompt:

Whumpee is finally rescued, but they can’t get the smell of their captivity off of them or their clothes.

#context: just got back from a retreat and all my clothes still smell like the cabins #the shower and sink water was ice cold so nobody could shower so i still smell like dusty bunk beds #only took me all day to work up the spoons to put away my dirty laundry and the week old towels that live on my bedroom floor #I’m gonna figure out my laundry then shower then sleep #oh yeah #I’m back btw #totally forgot to mention that #I’ve just been lurking since i came back lol #whump prompts

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that-was-anticlimactic · 14 days

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one of the worst feelings ever is wanting to write but your hands hurt too much or the words just don’t want to work so you just sit there staring at a half finished doc with tears in your eyes bc you want to write and you need to write but everything is telling you that you can’t

#and that you’re a terrible writer and that no one cares aaaaaaand imposter syndrome kicks in and you just feel like crap #bc all your friends have been wriying recejtky so why can’t you??? cause they’re bETTER THAN YOU #lol idk why my head is so bad today #the feelings of inferiority and emptiness and idk worthlessness are strong and i hate it but i can’t stop it #i just wanna write!!! and like what i write!!!#but i Can’t and i haven’t liked anything i’ve written in Months and ugh i hate not being able to d something i wanna do #oh and now i’m crying??? why the frick am i cRYING litetally why is typing this making me Worse #sorry guys needed to rant #the inadequacy was strong today #something something students keep telling me how much they dislike me or how i’m whiny for asking them to be respectful and like #i Know i shouldn’t compare myself to my friends but gosh it’s hard when they’re all like. so much better than me.#and i don’t have a lot of time to be on tumblr bc of work so i just feel like i’m watching everything from afar and it’s no one’s fault but #my brain’s like no one is Doing anything it’s just my brain being dumb and i can’t stand it and I want to stop feeling empty and like i’m #missing a part of myself and like the words i write don’t matter gOD why can’t i just feel happy with where i am and not care what the kids #who hate me say or realize that no one cares that i’m not on much like i’m still Here and trying to interact it’s not like everyone hates me #for being busy or for liking side characters more than the main characters and just—#sorry #that felt good actually #idk what came over me #imma just. imma shower. then maybe delete my tags #sorry if anyone got this far aT ALL grace is either asleep or trying to sleep so i don’t wanna bother them since they slept poorly last nigh #okay done now for real sorry delete tags later sorry if you saw this and how freaking messed up ky freaking brain is

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circesays · 2 years

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The Beginning and the Discovery (Part 1)

The Betrayal (Part 2)

The Change (Part 3)

The Shelter (Part 4)

It was a beautiful day in Stratos. The birds were singing, the people were content, and The God of Lore was as handsome, strong, sexy, and wonderful as ever.

(Every day was beautiful, in Stratos, rain or shine. How could it not be, when run by the perfect God?)

On days like this, Joel knew exactly what he should be doing.

Messing with Jimmy, of course!

He even brewed a little something special for the occasion, because he’s so kind and generous and giving like that. He’d already sent out a message to some of the other rulers online about his incredibly devious plans for the day, and they were eagerly awaiting the results. All that was left to do was find his favorite toy.

(A thousand miles away, a Sheriff rested on the steps under the cover of his office, and waited.)

As Joel began his effortless descent into the dustbowl, he snickered as he saw the new building style that Jimmy had adopted. The dollhouses looked rather adequate, if he did say so himself! A very Jimmy style of building, plain and uninteresting.

(Jimmy walked out to meet the god. He was sick and tired of this. He wanted his home back.)

“Oh Jimmy! I brought a little gift for you,” Joel called out as he landed, a small cloud of dust rising outward.

The Sheriff didn’t have time to get another word in before he was completely soaked in the strange potion.

(And oh, how it burned. It ached and tore through him without a shred of mercy or a pause to breathe. If the wire in his throat weren’t strangling him, Jimmy would’ve screamed.)

(But the string pulled taut.)

He vaguely noted the other rulers swooping in, hooting and pointing in glee. The Sheriff only had the strength to raise his head to stare at them.

(Giants. His friends fellow rulers were giants, cooing and mocking him, staring down at his tiny form. )

“Joel, how have you done this?!” He managed to strangle out, his voice cracking and hoarse.

(It’s been so long since he’d talked to anybody.)

He caught a few words, something about a “Potion of Truth,” and “his true form,” but the Sheriff could barely follow in his shock.

“Oh guys, you’re not going to believe this, it gets better!” Joel laughed, picking the now-panicking Jimmy up.

He turned him over to reveal-

(The string, the string, the string. Pulling taut, choking, muting him, he couldn’t talk, he couldn’t protest-)

“There’s a snake in my boot!”

(And the others howled and laughed in delight, passing him back and forth to tug at his the string.)

“Reach for the sky!”

(And as the wire tugged tighter, Jimmy could not say a word of his own.)

“Howdy there, partner!”

(And if the Sheriff had the air, he would’ve screamed until they stopped. Until they realized that everything was wrong.)

Finally, finally, Joel set him down and let go of the pullstring, insisting that they all take a selfie together.

(Jimmy could not say a word, the wire still wound up in his throat. Magic forced his face into a picture perfect smile.)

“Well, this was fun, but I have to take care of some MCC stuff. Byeeeee!” Scott giggled, taking off in a shower of colorful sparks.

(And of course, the man’s golden eye had noticed the strings around the Sheriff, but he assumed that was the shrinking potion. After all, Jimmy was the one leaning into the bit with his story magic! He was basically already consenting to all the toy jokes. It was all in good fun.)

The God of Lore grinned and chuckled, waving his friends and fellow rulers off as they went to do whatever it was they did in their free time. Probably nothing as cool as what Joel could do.

(One by one the others left, still oblivious to his distress. Was he that inhuman, that his panic was completely unnoticeable?)

The God turned to the toy sheriff and pulled something out of his inventory. A bright red, shining apple.

“Eat this, and you’ll go back to hiding your true size, and continue lying to everyone and saying that you’re not a toy. I’m out of here. I’ve got some very important business in Stratos- spoiling my beautiful son with little Sheriff toys. You should come to the toy barn soon! I’ve got a shelf waiting just for you!”

And with that, the God took off, lightning curving off his wings as his rockets propelled him into the sky. Another successful prank on Jimmy! Amazing! It went off without a hitch!

(Left alone and abandoned, the wire in his throat still pulling tight and choking, the Sheriff clutched the perfect apple in his hand.)

Yes, it was a beautiful day in Stratos. The kind of day where nothing could go wrong.

(Left alone on the ground, Jimmy clung to an apple he could not eat, and wished once again that he could weep.)

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vitamin-zeeth · 5 months

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Don't mind me just learning the entirety of mammalian sighing reflex on guitar 👍

#im so cool and awesome at the acoustic guitar B) i learned amazon Standing lamp already and i can fuckin do it easy now #its so good time to move on to mine/yours #i really like this album guys #it took like an hour to learn and id got it down and was practicing when my brother came in and was like heycan #you learn this song pls 🙏 it wouldmake me happy and so of couse i said yes and he went for a shower and i learned the song #took me like. 30-40 minutes lmao id never heard it before it was just a bunch of variations of g chords??? weird but a vibe #anyway sorry guys i just had to brag about my guitar to someone i love guitar it makes me happy and i love relising ive imoroved lol #wet floor sign #mammalian sighing reflex #wilbur soot

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purpleshadow-star · 7 months

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Au where, when someone is ready to die, they don’t feel any pain. The more ready someone is to die, the less pain they feel.

tws: lots of talk about death and dying (not technically suicide ideation but could theoretically be read as such), mentions of Neil's torture in the Nest (very vague and brief) and by Lola (not really vague but not explicit either, if that makes sense)

Neil Josten is ready to die.

It’s not that he necessarily wants to die, but he knows it’s coming, and he’s made peace with that. He’s ready for it.

He’s not worried about his impending death. He’s known that he was never going to make it to the end of the year ever since he first signed the papers to become a Fox and put himself in the spotlight, so he knows that, no matter what, at least he’ll have a painless death.

Sure, his experience in the Nest ends up being more painful than Neil wants it to be, but it isn't all that surprising. He might be ready to die, but he’s not ready to die there. Not by Riko’s hand. He refuses. So, there’s pain. But that’s a different circumstance. Someone else is depending on him to live. Neil doesn’t want to think about what could happen to Andrew if Neil doesn’t keep Riko’s attention on him. So, it’s different. He needed to live to ensure Andrew would be okay.

In the end, it doesn’t matter anyway

Once Neil starts getting the countdown, though? Well, he knew he wasn’t making it to the end of the school year, but now he knows exactly how much longer he has. When the day rolls around, Neil is more than ready. He’s been waiting for this moment for months, almost an entire year, really. Sure, it sucks that Neil won’t be able to play the game he loves with his team anymore, and sure, it’s a shock to see Romeo and Jackson and Lola waiting for him, but that doesn’t change the fact that Neil is ready for them. He’s glad that he’ll get to take away this last bit of satisfaction from Lola. She won’t see him flinch. She won’t hear a peep of pain from him when she inevitably tortures him because he’s been preparing for this day for what feels like his whole life.

He’s prepared to die.

So imagine Neil’s shock when he acutely feels the sting of metal that is Lola’s first cut. He’s so surprised that he fails to hold back an audible noise of pain. Only a not so long buried instinct from when his mother was still alive keeps his next reactions in, but his slip-up doesn’t go unnoticed. Lola is behind him, slicing him up, taunting him. Look who’s not so ready to die after all. I’m almost disappointed by how easy it was to get a reaction from you. I was hoping for a little more of a challenge. Tell me, Junior, what do you have to live for? What is making you want to live? Why aren’t you ready to die?

Neil barely hears her. He’s too busy asking himself all the same questions. Just a few months ago, he took an exy ball to the stomach and barely felt a thing. What changed?

Unbidden, his mind wanders to Andrew. Andrew and keys and the Monsters and the Upperclassmen and Wymack and Abby. The Foxes. His team. His friends. He realizes that, at some point in the past few months, they’ve managed to get past the walls he put up. They’ve rooted themselves deep in his chest, and they’re not letting go.

They are the reason he’s not ready for death anymore. The thought of leaving them hurts. He knows it’s necessary. He knows he needs to let them go, or else he would only end up bringing more monsters to their doorstep, but he’s now realizing that he’s not ready to let them go. Have to and ready to are two completely different things, he realizes as his voice is violently ripped from his throat through the burn of a cigarette lighter on his face. He’s feeling this pain because he’s not ready to let go of his new family yet. He’s not ready to leave them. He’s realizing now that he might never be ready.

A few hours ago, Neil was sure he was ready to die. He walked to his death with open arms, ready to embrace a painless, inevitable release. But now, in the midst of unexpected pain and agony, Neil changes his mind. He thinks he wants to keep feeling this pain. He doesn’t want the painless release of death anymore. He wants to fight back. He wants to keep living. He wants to make it back to his team. He wants to make it back to his friends. He wants to make it back to Andrew. He wants to make it back home.

Neil makes up his mind. Even if it means distancing himself from the person he’s lied into existence over the past few months, even if it means becoming the person he’s been running away from for almost nine years now, he’ll do whatever it takes to make it back to his family.

Nathaniel Wesninski isn’t ready to die.

#this came to me after i got out of the shower yesterday but i was running late for work so i wrote this at work lol #and now im at work again editing/reviewing/ posting it #ig work is prime writing time for me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯#anyway i wanna make this concept into a full fic #ive already opened a new doc and typed out the forst few sentences #i also really wanna do one from andrew's pov cause i think it could be really really cool #anyway enjoy this random drabble #aftg #all for the game #neil josten #andreil #aftg fic #aftg fanfic #drabble #purpleshadow's fics #also in case it isnt clear: neil isnt suicidal in this. he doesnt want to die but he knows it’s gonna happen and has accepted it #he ready to die bc he's accepted death but thay doesnt mean he wants death #by the end he's no longer willing to accept death. instead of accepting death he's choosing to fight to live. ergo he's not ready to die #i hope that all makes sense lol

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lover-of-mine · 5 months

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Started thinking love's a loaded gun...

#911 #911edit #evanbuckleyedit #evan buckley #911 abc #911 fox #911 on fox #my edit #buck #usercam #this came to me in the shower oaksasokasasoaksas #does it make sense? i dont know but it exists lol #911verse

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roylustang · 4 months

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Fitness really be….fleeting. I know no one can be in peak physical condition for long but by god do I feel what I’ve lost in the past couple of months. But I also know I’ll gain it back quickly, just gotta do the work

#me accidentally parroting Sally McRae bc it’s Tru #but yeah if u didn’t kno that’s like the first law of fitness: you cannot be at peak fitness for long #otherwise it wouldn’t be a peak #I did a race with some friends today (not that I actually treated it as a race bc I’ve only been training for 2 weeks lol #but I’m still proud of what I accomplished #running in snow is a workout and then the rain is just mental training #u kno I have a masochistic winter side too #bc it kinda felt like what I needed today was to run 5 miles and then wait around for an hour in the cold #and then go to a brewery for lunch after 😂 and take a hot shower #truly that’s what I was looking for #running #ALSO HAPPY TO ANNOUNCE I’ve gained like a kilogram since I came home #weight mention

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girlwithfish · 2 months

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any time i have any sort of day im like i deserve a treat lol

#walked 1.79 miles + prob more bc i didnt always have my phone on me from just subbing #and managed 18 8 yr olds who were a lot to deal w and got thru most of the lesson plan besides some stuff i couldnt find lol.#Ughhhhhh #i need to stop buying treats but i cant help it 😭#idk if i wanna work tmrw i kinda feel sick #i feel better now but it was rly bad in the morning idk if it was bc it was super coldi n the building so i felt even more stuffy and sick #and i lost my voice from talking so much and having to talk loud bc i cld not hold these kids attention for more than ten secondsm ax maybe #i feel fine rn mayb #it being literally freezing this morning fucked me up lol. idk #but i kinda just wanna rot in bed tmrw my sinuses have been so bad idk if i habe a sinus infection and like allergy medicine isnt helping #and mucinex helps kinda but im almsot out but like everything that kind of helps just stops working eventually or gets less effectivr so #im like 🧍‍♂️#i got these saline packets to do like a saline rinse and i thought the thing came w a spray bottle but it doesnt so now i habe to buy that #Idk what to do i straight up cant breathe thru my nose sometimes #hot showers dont help either 😭

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aegagrusscholarship · 2 years

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you good there bro? you got a little something on your, uh, everything

#madness combat #mc deimos #dedmos #yes his arms are supposed to be that long it’s not an art error lol #he gets little a Something’s Not Right . as a treat #ok i dunno what i was doing this was an idea that came to me in the shower #i gotta draw a proper reference for this design tbh #also every day i curse myself for giving deimos a braid.#it looks cool but at what cost #(the cost is me dying every time i draw him)#actual art

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lesbiacnh · 3 months

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omg i get a little stressed and to cope i end up playing esthetician until 130 am and go to bed feeling worse than before. and like id pluck every leg hair out but haven’t brushed my teeth yet. and after that my skin gets soo bad and im like whattttt why is this uappening.

#text #the past couple of months have been crayzeeeeeee but now things are cslm. but im still 🫨🫨🫨 mentally bc im not in a good routine or anything #it always starts bc im like ‘i need to take better care of myself’ and then ends badly. lol #tiktok ‘everything shower’ joke kinda made me get back into the strange habit of doing the absolute bare minimum + doing everything in one #night and feeling worse. instead of like having a more consistent routine #rly i need to start working out again. it helps me regulate things bc i like to plan ahead lol #im on anxiety meds now so im gonna TRYYYYYY to help myself by getting in a better routine #AND BY THAT. i mean SLOWLY bc ive gone through this cycle before and and starting things all on the same day is a variant of this.#and i gotta get off my phone. my neck fucking hurts from sitting weird and scrolling too long #tiny bit cringy to admit but i want to find a stim toy that i could do the same scroll motion on. if that makes sense #like a smooth peice of metal or something. maybe i’ll buy a little keychain and see if that could replace the motion while im chillin doing #something else #SORRY if anyone does read this usually i reread my posts to make sure im coherent before posting but its 140 something am and im high again #ALSO 2024 resolution im done being high on most week nights. i need to calm down w it #ok last thing bc this is funny #phoebe bridgers song came on while i was driving home and the one lyric was like im not afraid of going back to school…….#and it hit me in that exact moment bc I AMMMMMM AFRAID TO go back to school but im not‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ it’s fine‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ i am not gonna #ok goodnight. i brushed my teeth #sabotage this.

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