#cw cut mention

[christianwolfganglindner]

skincare tips from a neurodivergent person with acne who doesn't like consumerism and doesn't have a lot of money or spoons, with explanations:

i found that there is little to no content about taking care of your skin that doesn't promote buying wild amounts of pricy products for the ✨ aesthetic ✨, following 10 step routines that are highly unrealistic for nd ppl or those who work full-time, and using unnecessary amounts of plastic and harsh stuff on your face so i thought i'd share what i figured has helped me so far <3

sunscreen - i know this one's a classic but it actually helped so much with my acne. idk why but uv rays apparently take a huge toll on my skin and make me break out a lot more than when i use sunscreen (might be sun allergy but this works on non-allergic skin too!). if aging is something you're concerned about this also definitely is the best prevention of wrinkles and stuff, but really it just makes sense to use one every day to prevent skin damage, overpigmentation, sunburn and skin cancer, not just because of looks! (especially if you live somewhere sunny.) i use an spf 50 spray from my local drugstore, i found that spray spf has a much more tolerable texture for me than the thick oily ones. most importantly you just need to wash it off at the end of the day (not that i'd follow through with that every day but as long as it's regular you're fine). i've tried both mineral and chemical sunscreens, i personally prefer chemical ones because they don't leave a whitecast and aren't as drying, but for others with really sensitive skin mineral might be better because it doesn't actually absorb into the skin but repels uv rays by reflecting them. just make sure you get spf 30 or higher!! mine is about 5-10€ per bottle and usually lasts me about two to three months. there are a lot fancier ones that are hyped right now but really as long as it has modern uv filters and doesn't contain octocrylene, oxybenzone or alcohol i found it doesn't matter which one you pick.

cleanser - i also don't consequently do this every day (none of the things on this list actually but hey) and of course it doesn't solve the whole problem, but washing my face has helped me a lot to at least reduce the amount of breakouts i get. my skin doesn't like many cleansers, now i mainly just use a drugstore brand water-based gentle cleanser that is pH neutral to skin. as far as i know the only important thing is really just that it's gentle, meaning no alcohol/parabens/perfume etc (those are a bad idea in skincare in general). after i wear makeup i also use an oil cleanser or micellar water or something like that bc that gets rid of any waterproof stuff i use (which i do a lot ngl). apparently you're supposed to always use both but i just can't be bothered when i'm not wearing makeup and so far my skin doesn't hate me for it. i spend 3€ on mine and like 2€ on the makeup remover one that both last me for like half a year (longer if i wear less makeup during that time obviously).

peeling - if you don't have acne or other skin concerns you might as well skip this, but for me, this has really helped with reducing my acne and having a more bouncy glowy type of skin generally. i sometimes use an AHA/PHA acid peeling cleanser or a salicylic acid peeling solution after my dermatologist recommended it (the important word here is OR, i've learned the hard way that using both together is a horrible idea) and they work great. what's important is that you realllllly should use sunscreen the day after because they do make your skin a lot more sensitive and you should also only use it a couple times a week so your skin has time to regenerate. it's also better to stay away from mechanical peels that have like the little beads in them. they tend to cause a lot of small injuries on your face and don't really peel evenly (also most of them use microplastics for the beads that get into the environment when you wash it off). these are more expensive in my experience, mine is 9€ but i haven't found any that work the same for less, but that's really just me! i have had mine for over half a year now and i'm a little more than half done with it so it will probably last me a year (mostly because i don't use it every day).

moisturizer - probably self-explanatory, most ppl need something to keep their skin moisturized, even if you have oily skin (because oily skin usually is just a sign of dehydration/a damaged skin barrier that your body tries to compensate for by producing more sebum). this one is especially important to me during winter. really doesn't need to be anything fancy and i'd personally recommend getting one that has a lot of glycerin instead of hyaluronic acid or other fancy stuff. hyaluronic acid is a beloved child of skincare marketing but most products that contain it really don't do much. one, simply because the formula that is used for it in industrial production is Not That Good and two, in itself, hyaluronic acid usually is way too big of a molecule to actually penetrate the skin far enough to do shit. you can use a liquid or cream type moisturizer, or try both if you have dry ass patches like me, i personally like the liquid one more because of texture again. i usually spend 8€ on my liquid and creamy one together and they last me for fucking ever (think i'm actually still on my first ones from like, one and a half years ago because i use them interchangeably so that checks out).

barrier protection - this kinda goes hand in hand with moisturizer, but i like to use a richer product along my moisturizer bc it's not nourishing enough on its own for me and i haven't found a better one yet, but you can totally combine the two if you can. what my doctor said is important is that it contains some type of ceramide complex, ceramides are naturally occuring in the skin barrier and when you have a depleted/damaged barrier like me, breakouts and scarring and irritation happens, so this really calmed my skin down a lot! my cream is about 4-6€ depending on where i buy it from but lasts me three or four months usually.

zinc/panthenol - this might be a niche one but i've read online that zinc or panthenol paste that you use for healing wounds or getting rid of scars can help with acne and for me, it actually helps with acute patches. i just put a little bit on any wounds or zits i have before bed and usually the next day they are a lot smaller or even gone completely. might be worth a try and you can also use it on cuts or other scabs of course. these usually go for about 5€ per tube, i just get them from the bandaids and first-aid supply section from my drugstore.

all of this boils down to around 30€ for about half a year, making it around 5€ per month (that's a little less than 5 dollars or pounds). in the beginning it might get more expensive because trying out different stuff and finding what products work for my skin was a whole process of itself, but now that i've settled on these few things i rarely ever have to buy new ones, just when one of my go-tos runs out.

how to use - a good rule of thumb is to keep it as simple as possible and when using, to go from lightest to heaviest so a heavy cream doesn't "block out" your light moisturizer or something. in the morning, i just wash with water to wake myself up and put on sunscreen, sometimes i'll moisturize before that as well, but only if i'm seriously in the mood bc my sunscreen usually feels hydrating enough and i don't have much time before heading out anyway. often times i'll also just really not have the spoons for any of this and might have to choose between brushing my teeth and doing my skincare, so i also don't do this super regularly. in my experience, just trying to keep at it as good as possible is the best i can do and it has helped me more than doing nothing. in the evening, i'll usually remove my makeup if i'm wearing any and start by washing with a cleanser, then using a peel like once or twice a week afterwards, and then finish by moisturizing and putting on cream. that makes 3 or 4 steps total, but often when i'm tired i just bring it to 2 by only cleansing and putting on cream. i know for ppl with really severe acne or other illnesses that that might not be enough, and it definitely wasn't for me either at first when i started taking care of my skin and my face was covered in acne completely, but i've gradually worked my way up to this.

of course there are a lot of other products as well and a lot of other active ingredients like vitamin c or retinol or different acids but these are my personal basics/staples (i'm also fairly young and wouldn't consider my acne super heavy). i have found that keeping it simple usually works better in the long run. a lot of fancy products are mostly marketing and just irritating because of unnecessary scenting, sulfates or whatever. your skin is very much able to take care of itself most of the time, my personal ambition with skincare products is not to do my body's job myself but to just help its healing and balancing process.

hope this was somehow helpful <3

#lindner talks #ramble #autism #skincare #skincare tips #actually neurodivergent #skincare on a budget #low spoon tips #cw cut mention

[roomwithavoid]

GAAAH I CUT MY FINGER WHILE SLICING BREAD FOR SANDWHICH ;-; I KNEW I SHOULDVE BEEN MORE CAREFUL BUT I DIDNT LISTEN TO MY SUBCONCIOUS…

#cw cut mention #cw knife implication

[bonebabbles]

I keep starting and abandoning posts that go into my drafts, as I try to stay tasteful about how fucking revolted this part makes me. Like, I'm legitimately unsure if the very relevant trauma I have is making me see things that aren't here

But first we see that Star Flower is trying to ingratiate herself to the group, just after she reappears from chapter 5. Chapter 5 is about how Clear Sky is still abusive towards his son, and she comes in after stroking his ego, stressing how alone she is, and appealing to how she'll be loyal unlike his child. (She glances over at Thunder, directly implying this.)

Now in Chapter 9, she's babysitting and trying to care for Milkweed's kits (in spite of discomfort from Milkweed), taking a wet sleeping space away from the others, and pulling more than her own weight "without complaint." Putting herself through harsh sitations to prove her worth.

All while trying to appear extra attractive to Thunder, and later Clear Sky. Basically every man in power who can "protect her"

Like, am I going fucking crazy? With how we later find out that Star Flower was "promised as a mate" to One Eye's subordinate Slash, is... is that hypersexualization? One of the extremely stigmatized symptoms of sexual abuse?

She goes to find Clear Sky alone to throw herself at his paws, and he's very quickly attracted to how she promises to perfectly obey him, have no needs of her own, and finally be the perfect servant that he desires

"I don't deserve your trust because I am dirt. I understand you because I also regret something. I'd die for you. I'll never betray you unlike those who have."

This isn't manipulation. She means this. The story is playing their romance sincerely. She's comparing "betraying" Thunder by telling her own father about an assassination ambush to Clear Sky's history of child abuse, physical assault, and murder

She believes she's on the same level as this; a monster who murdered a childhood friend in a fit of entitled rage. She was a victim of One Eye who really believes that the way her father used her means she "understands" this monster, deserves this treatment.

And Clear Sky LIKES that.

He likes that she will have COMPLETE FAITH in him. That she will follow him WITHOUT QUESTION. That she will OBEY his orders. That's fucking verbatim, that's THE TEXT!!!

WHILE HE'S STILL CRYING ABOUT "ive tried to atone every day" FOLLOWING THE LAST TWO BOOKS WHERE THE ONLY SHITTY THING HE DOESN'T DO IS MURDER INNOCENT WOMEN

Am I insane?? Am I wrong??? Am I missing something here???? Why the fuck is the fandom takeaway "haha sexy girl steals his dad." Did I read the same book

#Csa mention #Did they once again do a misogyny so hard they accidentally gave their woman character trauma #My tip to anyone in a draining relationship. If your partner fetishizes that YOU would never leave or betray them unlike ''all the others'' #RUN. #There may be a reason their exes cut ties with them and they're praising you for ignoring red flags #Especially when your partner is significantly older and more experienced #Theres nothing noble about constantly suffering for the sake of 'loyalty' #Star Flower PLEASE get out of here you dont fucking deserve this you did nothing wrong #Bones reads dotc #Dotc hate #I thought i was just remembering things wrong when i was adding the subtheme of thunder having a connection to star via abusive dads- #-in my dotc rewrite. But no it's right there. It's in the text and it's something clear is attracted to #I abuse the shit out of my son and he left me once over it #But i can abuse this girl his same age and she won't run. Finally! A victim who won't leave! #And then they become mates and she births at least two litters #Cw abuse #sa mention #EDIT: I've changed the language just slightly #because the timeline COULD work out that starf was an adult when she was promised to slash for a very brief window of time #and hypersexualization is a symptom of trauma resulting from many types of sex abuse. Even that done when the victim was an adult. #it's just more common in CSA

[lulublack90]

Prompt 26 - Suitor

@wolfstarmicrofic February 26, word count 315

Previous part First part

cw- cut mentioned

The full moon was soon upon them, and the edges of their little bubble soon began to ripple. 

Remus couldn’t help it. As the moon got closer to being full, his mood changed. He was grumpier and testier. He put a lot of it down to his joints aching and his tightened senses. He tried his best not to snap at Sirius or his friends, but sometimes, it all got on top of him. 

The night came, and they all crowded into the shrieking shack, waiting to change. 

Remus woke in the hospital wing wrapped up in blankets. Sirius sat close by, holding himself at an awkward angle. 

“What’s wrong?” Remus asked, a slight frown making its way onto his face. 

“Oh, nothing, just a bit sore,” Sirius replied with a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. Remus reached out and tugged his shirt up to reveal a long, thin scrape. Remus felt tears prickling his eyes. The bubble popped. 

“Some suitor I am. You should find someone who can look after you, Sirius.” He turned away and pulled the blankets up around his neck. 

Sirius got into the small bed behind Remus and wrapped his arms around him. 

“Idiot, you’re the only one I want. A tiny scratch like that isn’t going to stop me loving you.” Sirius kissed the top of Remus’s hair.  Remus spun in Sirius’s arms. 

“What did you just say?” 

“That you’re an idiot?” Sirius snickered, his face full of mischief. 

“No, the other part,” Remus said quietly. 

“Oh. The part where I said I love you?” His face softened into a sweet smile as he took Remus’s hand and brought it to his lips. 

“Yes,” Remus nodded, his voice breathy. 

“I love you, Remus.” Remus felt his heart skip a beat as he burrowed into Sirius’s arms. 

“I love you too.” He whispered as Sirius held him tight.  

Next part

#wolfstar #wolfstar microfic #sirius black #remus lupin #sirius orion black #remus john lupin #dead gay wizards #sirius x remus #remus x sirius #sirius and remus #remus and sirius #the marauders era #marauders #marauders era #the marauders’ era #full moon #cw cut mentioned #suitor

[greenteaandtattoos]

Fearne is just always down to fuck, the kinkier the better and the more the merrier, and I can appreciate that.

Honestly, Bell's Hells has found themselves in quite a few sexual... situations and relationships, as brief or unexpected they were, and they all were pretty positive overall, in regards to showing healthy sexual interactions. I am really loving the constant sex, kink, queer, and poly rep and positivity.

In fact, it's not just active sexual situations, either. Just overall body positivity and comfort with each other, like when they all ran naked after Chetney's werewolf initiation and the porn skit ploy.

Sure, they were all on the fly and meant for fun, but they still showed how healthy and comfortable they all are with their bodies and each other's, including expressing a healthy respect for their boundaries and curiosities.

#critical role #cr #bell's hells #bells hells #cr c3 #fearne calloway #chetney pock o'pea #laudna #imogen temult #orym #ashton greymoore #fresh cut grass #cw sex mention #body posititivity #orringinal rambles #cr spoilers

[florbelles]

CODEX ❧ síle cosantoir, la belle dame sans mercy. vol. ii. [template]

content warning for deaths, violence, and suicide.

The demise of the Cosantoirs is much speculated about; while first-hand accounts of at least some of it are available, they come exclusively from the surviving hired assassins, and thus their credibility is dubious at best. One thing can be known for certain: there was a plot to massacre the Cosantoirs, it was a hired job (not even the hirelings themselves can attest to their employer, though it is believed it was a group, not an individual, that conspired). The second surety is that the family somehow learned of the plot and chose to meet their fate at their own hands; it’s universally accepted that by the time the assassins arrived, everyone, family and servants alike, were dead. Most are believed to have been felled by Síle’s own infamous poison; others chose the blade. It is not definitive who slit their throats, but accounts state “[Síle] had blood up to her wrists and the Lord’s blades in her hand.” Most agree that it was a pact made with those who preferred death by blade to venom, and she was the appointed wielder for those who did not trust themselves to fall on their own; it’s believed she was then meant to turn it on herself, but either hesitated or changed her mind. She was the sole living inhabitant when the attackers arrived, “slaughter[ing] her way out,” and was evidently severely injured in her escape; one recalls “[his comrade] carved her pretty face in half.” Initial reports claimed her survival of her wounds unlikely.

Of what happened, she refused to speak even well after her return to society; when pressed, she would reply only “Everyone agrees. I killed them all.” It is unclear if she refers to carrying out their deaths or the widely held belief that she was to blame for the sentiments leading to the conspiracy against her family. It is possible she means both.

She was later tracked to a caravan of performers, among whom were her illegitimate cousin, Kieran Cadwell IV, and the bard Amara. She was imprisoned, charged with murder and suspicion of diplomatic treachery, assassinations, and subterfuge, the fate her family likely died to avoid; it was a fate she evaded nonetheless, as a fire broke out in the makeshift prison, only the charred remains of a woman with the singed remains of Síle’s attire and the family jewels on her person.

She vanished from all records for the following decade.

#gonna go ahead and tag here too just in case since the image isn't under a cut #cw suicide mention #oc: sile cosantoir #codex: sile #bg3 #* #v: la tour abolie

[fenny-self-ships]

Hiiiiiiiii

Idk if you’re comfortable with hurt/comfort, but if you are I got a request for you! Lol

Basically, the idea is headcanons (or writing) of Jafar with an S/O that suffered SEVERE narcissistic abuse, and him quickly dealing just how much damage behaviors like his can cause. Like, he has to calm them down from a ptsd flashback, and they end up saying something about the “mind games” they were always playing, and how they were always on eggshells, and he’s basically over here like “ohhhh fuk…I do that kind of thing to people…”

Ooh some hurt comfort?? Coming right up 👀

I'm by no means an expert on this topic, so I'll stick with headcannons for now, but if you like 'em I'm more than open to writing a full imagine in future!!

Cracks my knuckles

Jafar with an abused S/O~!

Given the way he speaks, I wouldn't be surprised if it was something he said that triggered the unfortunate episode

A nasty, condescending comment about a hobby of yours, a hissing remark correcting your behaviour, or even deliberately misconstruing something you've said -- Incredibly self-serving, of course, but he's a master manipulator, and can very easily play the victim in even the tiniest arguments

Nothing could prepare him, however, for the sudden fit of anxiety and terror his words would induce

He is WOEFULLY uneducated on such things, and would regrettably have absolutely zero clue how to approach the situation -- He'd more than likely just freeze, simply staring down at you as you crumble

Once he's snapped out of his stupor, his first instinct would be to remove himself from the situation

He's clearly upset you, and he'd rather die than debase himself by admitting to his own wrongs. What a PATHETIC move that would be, huh?? (/sar)

Perhaps not the greatest instinct, but he'd give you time to cool off, to return to yourself, before slinking back in to discuss what caused your 'hysteria' (🙄🙄)

Likely with some warm tea to show in the smallest sense that he does actually CARE about you. It's not much, but it might be enough to get you talking

He would have fully intended to make a half-assed attempt at listening, followed by an empty promise to 'do better' and some kisses to top it off, but, in true Jafar fashion, his interest is piqued when you start describing the shit that he is oh so good at

The insufferable superiority complex, the 'do-no-wrong' mentality, the near constant mind games, manipulation and victimisation -- every single experience you describe he resonates with far too much

He hasn't had much experience with guilt, but you're his beloved. He cares about you. The sickly feeling creeps, resting heavier and heavier on his shoulders the more you manage to tell him

Truly an 'ohhhh fuck... I do that shit' moment if there ever was one

It's become second nature to him, almost a survival tactic -- not any excuse for his behaviour, of course, but he rarely gives a second thought to how awful the effects can be

He hates that it was you who had to tell him. He's supposed to be your biggest supporter, not your worst enemy

His illusion of perfection is shattered -- You aren't lucky to be with him, HE'S lucky you've put up with his disposition for as long as you have. He feels terrible.

All at once, you're wrapped up in a hug. Physical touch isn't his forte, but when you're as bad at apologies as he is, sometimes you have to compromise

This may be the first time you've ever heard a genuine 'sorry' from him

He will make an effort. Not to better himself as a whole, hell no, but to be better for you. The last thing he'd want to do is hurt you the way you've been hurt before. That'd be the WORST thing for his overinflated ego.

He's trying <3

#I GOT RLLY CARRIED AWAY W THIS ONE OH MY GOD #sorry it took so long to get around to 😭 #my exams are over!! asks are being answered <3 #I popped this one under the cut for mentions of abuse/trauma #but nothing too serious #enjoy!! #fenris asks #jafar #self ship #headcannons #x reader #cw: abuse

[autistic-katara]

they should invent a therapist who’s easy to talk to and won’t put u in a mental hospital or tell ur parents if u say something concerning and won’t be condescending as hell

#like a tumblr mutual but who’s job it is so there won’t be any worry of pressuring anyone #i just need someone i can text at 3am “lmao i want to cut myself” w/o traumatising some random friend #or something #idk it’s insaneboy hours and i’m being insane abt it #cw self harm mention #ryan shut the fuck up

[captainmera]

Just want to ask how art thou? Anything interesting happen recently, went to a park? Ate something good? Defeated an eldrich abomination? Ya know stuff a bit out of your lane

Honestly I'm as deep as a puddle and I'm about as interesting as a stick in the woods. I'm fun to hang out with, I think, but like.... Not a lot goes on personally.

My comfort language isn't food, either, so I have little desire to eat extravagantly or even try new things - it's all cardboard to me atm anyway. It's also too expensive. I need for little, so it's not a sorrow to me.

If I was a spice, I'd be oatmeal with raisins and nuts.

so yeah, nah, not a lot happens. Haha..!

But I am doing okay! :D Can't do more than your best with what the day has given ya, eh? ;D Gotta stay optimistic and resourceful, y'know! The responsible thing is to try to not make a bad situation worse, in my opinion...! Haha! The situationTM being, like, mental health stuff. Ya gotta put effort into self-love.

... Says I, who compared myself to a puddle and oatmeal.....

BUT AT LEAST I AM SOMEWHAT SELF-AWARE.

Alright I'm more like.... Canned tuna with yogurt, fries with dip on the side, kinda guy.

#cw food #ask #asks #mera ask #captain's log #art reply #mera #Mera overshares aaaaahahaha *wheezes* #cw food mentioned #i say “things happen” like I only saw a dove or something lmao #i mean “things” as in accidentially stealing flowerpots with a homeless druggie who i got stuck with for 3-4 hours with kinda “things” #or cut off a piece of my hand “things” #or helping a drunk guy in a bush get home “things” #or get locked outside with my neighbourand breaking in thru the laundry room to get home “things” #yknow life finds ya whatever ya like it or nae

[highwaywhump]

Surgery, part 2

This is a series! Masterlist is here and the first part of the surgery arc is here

so i lied, i rewrote the second part and the whole thing is now closer to 4.5k. enjoy

TW/CW: former pet whumpee/extremely conditioned and dehumanized whumpee having a panic attack, being forcibly 'restrained' (by caretaker!) during said attack, and forcibly drugged with a needle/syringe. brief scar mention, blood mention, very brief description of a cut. discussion of professional misconduct i guess.

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Aaron stops dead in his tracks in the doorway. At first, he can’t even see Joey - all he sees is Becca, the red-haired nurse who had helped them get Joey’s x-rays, handpicked by Dr. Perez. She’s clutching her arm, blood trickling out between her fingers. Next to her are two more nurses, both tall, broad men, unknown to Aaron. He can’t see Joey at first, all he can see are the three people, two too many, the red blood staining Becca’s scrubs, and a puddle of water and broken glass on the floor. 

And all he can hear is Joey’s desperate sobs and Becca’s voice, trying to communicate something to the two other nurses, who are focused on something behind the bed. 

Aaron doesn’t think, he just acts. In three steps he’s in front of the two nurses, blocking their path, and finally, there’s Joey. He’s all curled up and has tucked himself into the corner formed by the bed and the wall, his skinny arms wrapped around his head, his whole form shaking as he incoherently begs and pleads. Something about being good and behaving and please don’t drug him. 

“We’ve got it,” one of the male nurses says and attempts to move past Aaron, but he holds up a hand, blocking them. “No,” he says with determination, knowing that a pair of huge and institutionally dressed men is the least thing Joey needs right now. 

“No, I’ll take care of him. Help your colleague in the meantime,” he says, if only to stop the two of them closing in like predators. They’ve stances like rugby players, slightly bent at the knees and with their arms out to the side, ready to pounce. Even Aaron, who is perfectly healthy and capable of rational cognition right now, is a little intimidated by them. 

“He should be sedated,” one of them says. “We need to administer pre-op medications,” the other chimes in, pointing to an IV bag laying on the bed, and the pieces fall into place in Aaron’s head. The broken glass of water, Becca who was supposed to be the one administering the medications but who now was bleeding from what looks like a gash in her arm, one of the male nurses who’d dashed past him in the hallway. 

He could see it all playing out. Becca coming in with the IV bag, maybe saying something about medication, reaching for Joey’s arm with the needle in her hand. Joey, still holding his glass of water, already worked up and on edge, losing it at the sight of the needle. Defending himself, in his own hazy, red rimmed eyes. 

And now, having worked himself up, not thinking rationally. Not thinking at all. Panicking because he had defied orders, or hurt someone, or broken a glass. It wasn’t good to say.

“I’ll-” Aaron pauses and breathes out, taking a step backwards from the nurses, towards Joey. “I’ll calm him down, okay? He needs someone he knows. Not…” he doesn’t finish his sentence, only moves his gaze between the two men. 

They seem reluctant. They probably have a responsibility here, handling patients who act out. Only, Joey isn’t acting out. He is just scared, and a pet, and Aaron isn’t sure how much the men know about the situation. Or what they’re even thinking, taking all of Joey’s scars into consideration. It’s as if they’re peaking out everywhere now that he only wears the patient gown. 

“He really needs sedation, for his own safety,” one nurse states. Aaron discerns the unspoken for our safety in his voice. 

For a moment, he considers arguing. He doesn’t want to force anything on Joey that isn’t strictly necessary. Aaron is his advocate and breaching his trust like that while he’s in this state, forcing him to take a needle he clearly doesn’t want, would be traitorous. 

Then again… he weighs the other outcome. Whatever these two nurses think is going on, he can’t let it extend past the patient is unwilling to comply, into the patient isn’t supposed to be here, patient is a pet, patient needs police pick-up. As well as the fact that he could never make Joey come back here after today, even if he managed to reschedule the surgery. It would be like taking a victim back to a crime scene, making them relive the trauma all over again. 

Maybe sedation is for the best. 

“Let me hold him, at least,” Aaron tries. “He can’t handle… this, right now. Give us a minute. I’ll help you.”

They hesitate, but back off, one of them turning to help Becca while the other stands by, looking warily at Joey. Still, he keeps his distance. Aaron exhales and turns around, crouching down in front of Joey. In front of his ward, his responsibility. Christ, everything here is his responsibility. Becca’s injury, too. Does this clinic have a pediatric program or some other heartwrenching project? He’ll donate. 

“Joey?” he ventures, not sure if he can even hear him over his own cries. Okay. Deep breath. 

“Joey, it’s me. Hey, little one.” He goes from crouch to kneel when his knees start protesting, moving as close to the boy as he can. Gently, he reaches out and touches Joey’s shoulder. He flinches violently and his sobs intensify. “Please don’t, please, please, I’ll be good, I’ll be still, please,” he whimpers, over and over again. Aaron hopes the nurses can’t make out the words.

He’s all curled up, tucked into himself as best as he can, trying to disappear. All the while, he’s sobbing and begging desperately, completely gone in his own head. Aaron realizes he can’t talk him down from this quickly enough tonight. They’re on a schedule, and the nurses are growing uneasy. 

He’ll just have to take the plunge. 

“It’s okay,” he mutters as he leans forward and envelops Joey’s bony frame and hugs him close, as tightly as he thinks he can handle. He is petrified, his whole body tight and stiff, and he lets out a scared and confused wail as he’s pulled into the tight embrace.  

“It’s okay, you’re okay,” Aaron continues, both to himself and to Joey, as he finds the back of his head and tucks into the crook of his own neck, hoping to provide some semblance of warmth and safety for what he has to do next. 

With his other hand he finds Joey’s, squeezing his fingers to see if he gets a response, if they might be able to communicate nonverbally like that. A squeeze means I’m here, I’m listening, trust me. When Joey is too shaken up to speak to him, he’s usually able to at least squeeze back. 

Not now, though. Joey’s fingers are curled up into a hard little fist. Aaron sighs and hugs him tighter, mumbling apologies into his hair as he clasps his wrist and pulls it away from them, extending it towards the nurses. He watches through the corner of his eye as one of them removes a sterile cannula from its packet and takes hold of Joey’s hand.

“I’m so sorry, sweetheart,” Aaron mumbles as Joey whines when he feels the foreign touch. His face is still hidden in his sweater. He pushes even closer and Aaron can feel him trying to pull his hand back, out of his and the nurse’s grip. It catches him off guard - Joey has never, ever opposed anything Aaron has ever said or done. This is completely novel.

“Please don’t do it,” he sniffles into Aaron’s sweater. “Please don’t, don’t make me, I don’t want to, please,” he repeats, over and over, and it breaks Aaron’s heart, forcibly holding his hand away from his body like this, holding him still. 

A part of him lights up with the thought that he still has some semblance of volition. Everything wasn’t beaten out of him. At the same time, right now, Aaron has to disregard it. He has to hold him still and force him to endure it as the nurse feels around for a vein. “Small pinch, now,” he says, as he pushes the cannula through his skin. 

This is all Aaron’s fault. If he hadn’t left the room, if he had been there when Becca came in, they could’ve worked it out together, undramatically. This whole episode could’ve been avoided. Surely, all traces of trust between them must be gone by now. 

Joey moans, in pain or desperation or maybe both, as the nurse attaches the tubing and picks up the saline bag, hanging it on its stand. He collapses in Aaron’s arms. Still, Aaron doesn’t let go, keeping him close. “You’re okay, it’s okay,” he repeats, over and over again, hoping some of it reaches past the walls built up inside Joey’s mind. The nurse picks up a syringe and pushes its contents into the injection port of the IV tube. Then, he, Becca, and the other nurse leave the room. 

They sit like that for what feels like an eternity. Joey calms down after a while, now leaning heavily into Aaron. His shoulders flinch from time to time, but he’s stopped crying quite as audibly as he did. 

Aaron guesses this is the result of the sedation. It was normal, right? Giving a weak sedative before a surgery, just to calm any nerves? Had Becca brought in the sedatives as well as the IV bag or had the male nurses brought it when they heard the commotion? He wonders how much the two of them know. None of them were supposed to be here, he thinks. What did they think had happened? Who did they think Joey was? 

He glances to the side, where he still holds Joey’s wrist. Gently, he angles it - and there it is, the ugly barcode tattoo. His blood runs cold. He didn’t think that far when he took Joey’s wrist to hold it out for the nurses. Did they see it? If they did, had they cleaned up Becca’s sliced up arm and then gone to call the police after? 

He’s left no time to ponder or worry any longer as the door opens and Dr. Perez enters. She seems unfazed by the sight that meets her - blood and crushed glass that hadn’t been cleaned up yet, and the two of them sitting in a corner. Somebody must’ve informed her.  

“Are you okay?” She rounds the bed and crouches down in front of them. “Becca told me what happened.

“I think so,” Aaron answers, gently shifting Joey to get a look of his face. He’s drowsy and heavy in his arms, his eyes puffy and red rimmed as he blinks them open and tries to focus. Aaron smiles at him. “Hey, you,” he mutters softly, pushing his hair away from his face. 

“I hope he’s still up for the surgery,” Dr. Perez says, eyeing the IV bag to see how much of the liquid inside has been reduced. “What happened was… I won’t say normal, but it’s not unusual. We never know how they might react to what we do to them.”

Aaron nods. “Is Becca okay?” 

“She is. It looked worse than it was.” She looks over her shoulder, where the glass and blood still hasn’t been cleaned up. “Don’t worry. She knows that what she does for a living isn’t risk-free. And she knows that we don’t know what kind of trauma our patients carry with them. It’s nobody’s fault. Least of all his.” 

“I have to ask… do the other nurses know? The other two who were here.” 

She looks down. “They know about my situation, what I do. They don’t know about him, per say. They’ll probably make the connection, but I don’t think it will be a problem.”

Aaron’s eyebrows knit together, still not convinced. “How can you be sure?” 

She exhales in a puff, a slight chuckle, even. “Everyone in this industry knows somebody who knows somebody who does this sort of thing.” Illegal surgeries. The words are unspoken, but still clear as day. “I am far from the only one, believe me. If they didn’t like it, they would have quit and reported me a long time ago. And then they’d start working at the next hospital and have to do the same thing. There’s always someone.” She gives him a minute, knowing smile. “This country would run out of healthcare workers if they revoked every license from one who has treated a pet or ex-pet.”

Aaron doesn’t quite know what to say. He’s relieved “So… we’re good?” he asks eventually, for lack of better words. 

Dr. Perez nods. “We’re good. Now, let’s get going before the anaesthesiologist gets tired of waiting.” 

She helps him support Joey up to his feet and then to sit down on the bed. He’s swaying, gripping at the bedsheets to keep his balance, so Aaron gently guides him to lay down instead. He’s completely still, only breathing. His eyes are large and round as he finds Aaron hand, holding onto it with startling solidity. 

“Was… was I bad?” he whispers shakily. 

“No,” Aaron says immediately, not leaving it up for discussion. He doesn’t know what Joey knows, what he remembers of what had happened. Still, he won’t let Joey go around with doubts in his mind. 

His other hand finds Joey’s cheek, stroking his cheekbone with his thumb. He leans into it, still keeping that intense eye contact. “No, sweetheart,” Aaron says, softer. “You weren’t bad. You were just scared.” In his head he adds It was my fault, I’m sorry, thinking the statement might be too much for him to make sense of now, in his delirious, drugged state. 

Joey dips his head slightly in what might be a nod. Aaron tries to smile at him. “Come on,” he says. “Let’s go get that leg fixed up.” 

-

tags <3

@simplygrimly @castielamigos-whump-side-blog @briars7 @hackles-up @doveotions @just-a-whumping-racoon-with-wifi @kixngiggles @firewheeesky @maracujatangerine @nicolepascaline @whumpthisway @thingsthatgo-whump-inthenight @whumping-snail @pumpkin-spice-whump @pigeonwhumps

#cw doctors #cw talk of surgery #cw pet whump #cw conditioning #cw scar mention #cw blood #cw bruise mention #cw syringe #cw needles #cw restraints #sort of #its really just a tight hug #but its from a loved one so maybe #betrayal #is a better tag #cw cut description #pet whump #pet whumpee #bbu #boxboy whump #boxboy universe #whump fic #whump #medical whump

[soldier-poet-king]

'if you can't fast at least abstain from meat'

bro I am like 75% of the way to being a vegetarian already, asking me to do anything to my already weird rituals around food is asking for trouble

#uhhhhh #food issues cw #i guess??? #its more like. mental and sensory than eating disorder-y #but still #the duality of fran #its not even like i eat sweets everyday #i am literally happy to eat veggies cheese and bread. ancient rome ass meals ok. there isnt much left to cut out #i dont even put sugar in my coffee ffs #I RARELY DRINK ANYTHING BUT WATER AND COFFEE. like #there isnt much to GIVE UP here #ik food is the traditional thing but i have sosososo many problems with it #from a personal standpoint #and as i mentioned in my prev post. like theologically it just doesnt work for me. #not saying its wrong or untrue. it just. there are better worthier uses for prayer and meditation and sacrifice. imo. to me

[bucketofchum]

Foster Bros AU Atumu gets a girlfriend at age 22-ish? Maybe older. Maybe 25. She's respectful so she hasn't tried to push his boundaries (he's still aroace but she's a nice person - one of the few nice people he has met in his life), so they haven't ever done anything beyond cuddling before. She's older than he is. A lot of emotional intelligence. More content with under the cut (lots of SA trigger warning)

I think this is after she had met Startop and Startop acts like a total dick bc he's jealous. Atumu tries to defend his foster brother for his behaviour. After all, Startop is the only other human being who has ever been kind to him and genuinely cared for him as a person.

Atumu casually alludes to some bad shit that happened, but he seems emotionally okay with it. Doesn't go into detail but he just mentions it. Like some bad shit happened, but it's bc he's got this deformed body. And Alice is like ?? Bc she has seen Atumu in basically his underwear and he looks fine to her. He looks FINE to her haha. Anyhow he shrugs it off like it's no biggie but she is actually curious. Will be tell her? They've been dating for, idk, like, 2 years now at this point? (Atumu doesn't really know what a relationship is so I guess he doesn't know how long they have been dating. He doesn't even know what dating is).

Atumu is intersex. He doesn't really know what it is, and he doesn't know much about it. But he knows there is something physically "wrong" with him, and that's probably why all the Bad Stuff happened. He has experienced REPEATED sexual assaults, in almost every stage of his life. Early childhood (before 8 years old - but he has no memory of that, age 12 at boarding school from a group of older boys - really fucking traumatic, age 15 when he went to a private university - first week getting drugged and date raped by a bunch of upperclassmen, and 15-18 all throughout his entire undergraduate experience just because he didn't understand boundaries and didn't KNOW he was allowed to say no). By the time he was 18, in his last year in university, he was so emotionally vacant and dissociative and had basically zero will to live. He said no for the first time in his life. And kept saying no. And hadn't had sex since.

Now, some 4-6 years later, it has been a while since he has had any sexual experiences and it's....nice. He has never wanted sex. He was already asexual before the sexual assaults, and afterwards...? He has a hard time distinguishing the difference between sex and rape. Because he has NEVER wanted it. It's all the same to him.

But the kind of tragic thing is that he has sort of internalized it to be...his fault? Like the REASON he was raped was bc of his body. He's got this fucked up body - that's why he was raped. That's why all those horrible things happened to him repeatedly. And this is what he gets for having a fucked up body.

Alice can't imagine what he's talking about since he's so fucking vague about it. He never told her about the rapes, but his vague ass language gave her some idea that he might have been SA'd. But deformed? She's seen almost all of him and the only thing that seemed strange, besides how tall and thin he is, were his large scars across his back. But he has already told her that he doesn't know what those are from (that happened before he was 8 years old, which he has no living memory of).

So she asks to see. Atumu still doesn't know why anyone would want to see his genitals. He thinks all genitals are kinda........ blegh. And his in particular are even more messed up. So he gives her a warning. She still wants to see.

He does eventually show her and.....it sort of all makes sense. Why he'd say that sort of thing. Why he'd think that. He has a penis, like normal - well, I mean not that normal cuz it's MmMmmm..hmmm we will just say more than proportional ... Hm okay no additional comment, but at the base of it, it connects to what looks like a fully formed vagina instead of a scrotum. It looks identical to any normal ciswoman's labia...just weirdly where the clit would be, Atumu instead has his penis. She has heard of "hermaphrodite" before but never knew it could be like this. (She'd spend the next few days furiously teaching herself about it on the internet).

Anyhow, in the moment, she asks if she can touch it. Atumu is uncomfortable, but he allows her to. She tries a bit, but based on Atumu's body language in response, she doesn't push it.

They don't mention it again for a while, but Alice thinks about it nonstop for like...the rest of her life.

#tw: sa #cw: sa mention #lots of trigger warnings for this one under the cut #intersex #oodles of doodles #foster au #alice #anyhow that's not at all what Alice looks like but idk how to draw her #i have aphantasia so I can't picture her but its not that #my OCs that no one cares about #also he never says no to her but she is respectful enough to notice when he is uncomfortable #which is SO GOOD of her

[frosty-the-killer-doll]

hihiii i'm asking again, tell me to stop if you're tired of me, i swear. but would you maybe have hcs for Sara and Cisco, together, in the polycule or just the two of them whichever inspires you most, maybe potentially

darling, if i was tired of you i simply wouldn't answer,

now, now, now, the hoes that pay attention know i hc cisco as aroallo. cupioromantic, to be specific- meaning he has no romo attraction, and desires romo relationships. he loves his romantic partners, not in the way they tend to love him back but that doesn't mean the way cisco loves them isn't important or enough for them. i've also come to see sara as something of an aromantic as well, not completely lacking the attraction as cisco does but it being a fluctuating thing for her; think aroflux.

now, how this relates back to vibecanary- i don't think they would see each other as romantic partners. they're boyfriend-girlfriend, they're friends, they have fun together... they're the best damn fuckbuddies you ever did see. to me, they are queering the platonic and they focus more on sex than anything alterous, such as a queerotic type of thing.

you can really see how my own aroallo-ism gets into everything huh

the other hoes also know that laurel lance was apart of the flarrow polycule pre-murder. at the time of her death, she was with both nyssa and cisco. a while after, sara's legendscule finally links up with the superflarrowcule, forming the biggest arrowverse polycule in the au. there's a rule about family members being in the same exact polycule, but that's rendered null as soon as the family member already in it fucking dies. you'll remember that both sara and cisco was dealing with the death of a big sibling during invasion!, and cisco loved laurel and sara loved laurel and laurel loved them both and sara's telling him about how laurel was like as a kid and cisco's making the absolute worst jokes and both of them are trying not to cry and. sara smells like laurel. and cisco was so loved by laurel.

so they hook up in the chaos of the crisis, comforting one another with sloppy sex, understanding each other's grief in a way no one else does...

their first time was supposed to be a one time thing. sara finds someone else to bang it out with next crossover, that fuckbuddy-stealing alex danvers. they don't even hook up again when sara finally finds her way back into nyssa's arms, when olicity finally get her into their bed, when she's waking up tangled between iris and felicity and kara.

it's not until olivibe finally become official- no spoilers- when vibecanary picks up again. by then, laurel is up and breathing again, so is tommy, and laurel chooses to become tommy's wife and stay out of the polycule. thank god for that, cuz there was no protocol for when a polycule member dies, their family member joins, and then the original member resurrects- who stays? what the fuck is happening?

anyway!!!!

but, again, it's the laurel of it all. she's alive again, and cisco can't be with her. she's alive again, and sara never wanted laurel to have to know death as well as sara does. and again, they're both dealing with... weird sibling shit- no spoilers but i mean, pretty easy to guess- and they're lonely and weird and cisco and sara were just supposed to be in star city to visit olicity but then olicity has team arrow business and they're left alone, and, well.

so they hook up, again, as a... unique coping mechanism. and they let themselves have fun together, laughing in the face of grief. sara has puns for days. cisco's sex jokes are the worst things in existence. it doesn't have to be big and emotional and a star-crossed whirlwind epic romance chronicle when they're together- they get to be simple.

they get to slip into each other's lives easily and leave just as easily. they don't have to schedule time together, they take it as it comes. what they are may not seem... important to non-aroallos, they love to look down on platonic fuckbuddies in favor of 'serious' relationships, but it is serious to vibecanary. it just also happens to be easy. sometimes, when you have lives as hectic as theirs, you need something that's fun and simple.

when they're burntout from their other partners and at risk of polysaturation, all it takes is a fun night with each other to feel renewed

so they keep hooking up. and eventually they start calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend, cisco does it jokingly once and sara runs with it, and they never stop bc it's not about comforting each other over laurel anymore, it's about comfort point-blank, and sara's really good with her tongue between cisco's legs and cisco makes sara laugh so much and also now cisco has an excuse to be all up in the waverider YIPPEE!!!

i hope to write this fic one day 🫡

#this only mentions kara once but it wouldnt feel right to cut melissa out of the bts photo #frosty answers #arrowverse asks #arrowverse polycule au #vibecanary #canaryvibe #cisco ramon #sara lance #invasion! #legends of tomorrow #dc's legends of tomorrow #the flash #the flash cw #cw the flash

[magnusmodig]

||. an assortment of thoughts + headcanons concerning thor + previous relationships / his mentality surrounding ... being that one Resident Super Hot Guy :tm:

(none of these are fully fleshed out into words past these excerpts from my chats w a pal on discord... mostly, I just want to put them on the blog for later reckoning)

a. He was originally set to be betrothed to Lady Sif, though this was never really enforced or official so much as it was implied for as long as they've known each other. He'd have actually happily gone through with this if he hadn't met Jane??? but that's obvsly not what happened. He loves Jane and he would never choose another, ever.

b. Thor at no point ever expected he'd meet someone he'd fall in love with and trust with his heart, and he also sort of just… resigned himself to the fact that he won't marry for love, and that he WILL need to sire an heir whether he wants to or not (but he's super family coded so ofc he'd want kids of his own. It'd just suck for him a lot if it wasn't with someone he loves. he'd not blame the children for that, though.) / (more on that HERE)

c. Thor wasn't exactly a man-hoe or anything, but he is NOT a virgin in the slightest and lost that long before he met Jane, and this is from a variety of short relationships and the occasional fling… but when I say "short" and "occasional" I really do mean that… I don't think he'd get into relationships unless he felt there might be potential, but those never lasted more than a few days. He only would ever need those few to know if there could be something long-lasting.... (and usually they were done while he was out traveling the realms with the rest of his squad), I don't think he'd do flings and one-night-stands often but uh. Sometimes you really need a distraction and alcohol + s*x just kind of happen to go together in Thor's case bc he's an idiot and very careless with himself when it comes to… not being self-destructive. He'd find someone he okay with indulging, get drunk and have relations… but that said I think he'd always make it a point to treat those women nicely before, during, and especially afterwards, and he never left them high and dry bc that'd break his heart more than anything…. sooooo d. He's (unfortunately) used to being people's eye-candy and just kind of expects it at this point. When he's not perfect in the sense of "can do no wrong" or "a hero that always wins and can never be broken, no matter what comes his way", then it's just "he's so handsome and i boy am i having some Sinful Thoughts abt Prince Blondie over there" and thor just sort of …. He doesn't shrug it off, really. I think it actually makes him really uncomfortable. He just chooses to ignore it. Turn the other cheek, if you will, and give a wide berth and a blind eye, because in his mind there's nothing he can do about it =v=;;; To that end, he won't get terribly mad at anyone who does do express anything inappropriate towards him bc he DOES just expect it to happen. He reasons it away and elects to simply stay disengaged unless some lines are crossed. He does goes out of his way to dress modestly. Long sleeves when he can help it, always wearing some kind of shirt or tunic or armor, long pants (on earth, the most casual items of modern-day clothes he'll keep to are joggers. Never ever shorts.), boots, you name it. The most skin he feels comfortable showing are his arms w the sleeveless shirts but that's also partially out of it being easy to wear and great for training purposes. He actually doesn't like training w/o a shirt as an adult bc he has Learned ™️

e. Thor counts his flaws and ESPECIALLY whenever he sees or notices someone Oggling Him he'll go out of his way to remind himself of what they are. He's got a lazy eye that nobody comments on, his hair is darker than it was when he was a child, he's got callouses on his hands from the weapons he uses, when he was a child he had a gap between his front two teeth, he's got very thin scars from the occasional battle (not many, but they're there), - post!ragnarok there's also the addition of his lost right eye and eventual heterochromia … and he does it just to make a point to himself that he's .... not perfect, and if they can't spare the time to notice it then they're probably creatures to be wary of, in the long run

#( ooc . ) — stories that leap from the page . #( headcanon . ) — glory to the man who toils for his land . may it ever prosper . #(i have...a lot of thoughts about this topic tbch) #(i have thoughts about thor's hair getting cut in ragnarok that relate back to kinda this general vibe) #(i'm always and forever upset that it was played for laughs when really that's pretty traumatic...and violating of his person =4=) #(anyways have some scatterbrained vi thoughts as i turn him over in my head like a rotisserie) #(...bc i cannot :'D do drafts rn my brain won't let me) #harassment cw #(?) #(=4= idk if someone wants me to tag this lmk ig it's not really mentioning it more than surface level-) #('this is sucky behavior that thor is unfortunately used to')

[liltumgrum]

Modern aMerican Football au Stormlight

Kholin: a family notorious for their skill, domination and violence in professional football

Dalinar: a retired player turned coach. Has had many scandals including drugs/alcohol, a wild divorce case, suspected murder, and constant brawls. In his older age he has been attempting to change his public face and prioritizing the health of his players. He has high expectations for his two sons... all that Dadlinar stuff.

Adolin: a college football player who is widely liked. He plays the part of perfect son, but dreams of transferring to fashion school. All of his attempts to be apply have been denied because of his family reputation and how everyone kind of assumes its a practical joke. They don't take his genuine interest and intelligence into consideration. They think he would be wasting his athletic potential by pursuing anything else. Dalinar also probably shuts down or intimidates anyone that might consider letting his son change career paths.

Renarin: basically a bench warmer on the team. or a water boy. They only let him on because of his family name. He deserves better and is majoring in philosophy/literature.

Kaladin: His family are war refugees. He suffers from ptsd and depression from the violence he experienced and the death of his younger brother. He was raised with the expectation of being a doctor, but fell in love with sports and the teamwork after moving to America. It served as a coping mechanism. His high school coach, Amaram, sacrificed his teams safety to win a bet during state competition. Kaladin won the game for them, but was injured and cast out of the team. His record is permanently tarnished because of a fight he had with said coach. Now he is a field paramedic for his college's team and fighting to make more safety regulations for young players.

Shallan: A transfer journalism student from Europe. She thinks American football is stupid. But she also thinks some of the players are hot and makes fan art of them. Shes interning under Jasnah, a football commentator, and general critic. Who she also totally doesn't have a crush on.

Syl: I like the idea people have for her in a modern au being Kaladin's long distance internet friend.

Pattern: I think Pattern could basically be the same but rather than a magic spren thing, he is another part of Shallan's psychosis.

Moash: Came from a similar situation as Kaladin and they bonded heavily. He became extremely jaded upon seeing the privilege shown to certain players, Elhokar, and general racism in society. Infuriated with what they could get away with, he decided to take justice into his own hands. This led to a falling out with Kaladin, an attempted murder, a warrant for his arrest, and getting in with the wrong crowd. He now suffers from drug addiction, and is unable to seek help. He regularly harasses and stalks Kaladin.

Teft: a physical therapist/chiropractor hired by the college team. Has taken Kaladin under his wing.

Wit:... I cant decide what for him. I think it would be funny if he was like a frat boy, but isn't actually enrolled in the school. He's just strangely there. Everywhere. Also somehow was in Europe and knows Shallan. Is Jasnah's boyfriend bc that's too cursed not to include. He could also be a commentator.

Maya: lol what if she was Adolin's lucky football? Poor maya

That's all i got for now. Would appreciate any ideas on Szeth. Maybe he's an unprofessional football (soccer) player? They scrimmage against him and he kicks their butts solo. Russian assassin? Both? I have no idea ya'll

#i know nothing about american football #is my favoritism showing? sorry #probably not gonna actually write this but its fun to think about #thoughts over cereal #while i was talking about this with my sister #i missed the fedex guy #and he went to the wrong door and scared my land lady #oopsie #look just bc i said its in america doesnt mean that szeth wouldn't still be the only white guy #i will cut off a limb before i except a whitewashed stormlight #the stormlight archive #rythm of war spoilers #kinda #words of radiance spoilers #cremposting #cw mentions of abuse #cw mention of drugs

[mattodore]

uncharacteristically honest at the party

theo: [slurred, voice barely there at all] mm... you smell good. [mumbling to himself] i feel all warm...

matthias: do i? any other confessions for me, mała myszko?

theo: [a beat] ...i like how you say that.

matthias: when i whisper it like this? [near theo's ear] my darling, mała myszko.

#river dipping #theodore doe #matthias evanoff #a burning house to live in #echthroi #🦇 #cw drugs mention #no other tags this was just a little throwaway post i wanted to make since i took these photos while in game last night #no srwe was used here either like this post is just for meeeeeeeee sawrry </3 i just wanted to write a tiny little snapshot of them #kinda inspired by a part (which i cut out...) from that last ask i answered abt them and the way they talk to each other <3 #theo is very honest with how he feels when he's under the influence... it's one of the reasons he got addicted so fast after experimenting #and while matthias isn't a fan of theo's drug use at all he does still find it charming when theo starts speaking what's on his mind #it's not for quote unquote moral reasons btw like matthias does 'em too when he wants to partake but he doesn't like how theo abuses them #and the way they make theo all foggy and forgetful... #anyway............................................. #i made the bitey poses and got em all shot but i'm having trouble figuring out which shots to use and just how close i want to crop them #i could stay true to the scene or i could do my own thing which... i'm more tempted by i'll be honest #mmm...... but i think i'm gonna look at some more editing tutorials before moving forward w/ the edit #and i want to go through simblr which um... always takes me hours kjkhjnfkh i like to look around what can i say 🧑‍💻 #i actually meant to post this after my last post but . i got distracted in spotify kjghnfdkgjh CRAZYYY oc brain rot what can i say