"it's just me."
you barely get a chance to roll onto your back before soonyoung's already climbing onto the bed and somewhat on top of you and your blankets, and it's only seconds later that he crashes. it's far from the first time this has happened (soonyoung is clingy and cuddly, especially when he's sleepy), but he manages to knock the wind out of you nonetheless. he rests his head on your chest, and you wiggle an arm out to curl around him as best as you can in your semi-trapped position.
"soonyoung--"
"just go back to sleep," he murmurs. "everything's fine."
you stroke his hair, thumb dipping down to graze his cheek at one point. "soonie--"
"i mean it," he says, eyes peering up in the low light to see yours. "i'm fine. just need to nap." his hand finds yours, and he wraps your arm around him as he snuggles in. he plants a kiss against your chest before resting his head against it again, eyes fluttering shut. "you can rest a little longer, too."
you settle back down after a moment, arms wrapped around soonyoung as you shut your eyes again. sometimes you swear this tiger is a teddy bear, but regardless of which he is, he's yours.
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Me: wow im feeling so much better today
-leaves the house-
-gets so overwhelmed by everything suddenly I have to run out of the car and hide behind a fountain-
Me:
Me: I am doing so great rn
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I wish my parents understood that when I am having a Bad Time ( meltdown) that I need to be left alone because if they come into my room or ask what's wrong or literally even look at me they're actively making it worse
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Emmet celebrates another birthday alone, without Ingo.
This was also a bit of a vent art cuz my birthday is in a week (2/11) and I'm just not really looking forward to it. Another year where I've gotten nowhere close to any goals, my financial situation sucks, and no job wants me while my dad makes me feel like that's my fault for not trying hard enough.
Anyway, as always, why not impart my problems and depression onto my blorbo! Sorry Emmet.
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Man I'm still seeing posts like "oh remember how quarantine showed us what life was supposed to be like bc we were all dancing and baking bread" it's great that quarantine was fun for you susan but some of us were working thankless exploitative "essential" jobs for your ass to get your stupid fucking bread ingredients so no. Not all of us got to enjoy quarantine
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gahhhh the last few weeks I have been starving for fics or art where Aziraphale is clearly, legitimately fat (with adoring attention paid to his physical features which are associated with said fatness) and also clearly, legitimately loved ("desired" would be okay but oh give me cherished, give me treasured and held dear and, again, adored)
and I know that this is one of those things where I should just be the change I want to see in the world, but the last few weeks I have also been [flops face-first onto bed and doesn't move for 45 minutes], so clearly that is not happening
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