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hajihiko · 6 months
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The polycules are falling apart
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horce-divorce · 7 months
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So to be clear tumblr is the only social media i actually bother to use with any regularly, but sometimes you crave variety. For example sometimes going on reddit is a nice distraction, and my feed is all really interesting silly low-investment type posts that i can scroll thru and be entertained by without feeling like i have to engage. and other times it feels exactly like facebook. just suggested post after suggested post that makes me say "god you people are so fucking unbelievably stupid." posts seemingly hand picked to make me so enraged, the exact kind of shit I go online to AVOID.
currently it's recommending me a bunch of posts about "why does America have so much looting?" That have a bunch of responses like, "Because of the crime wave, no one prosecutes shoplifters, people have just noticed its so easy to get a group together on whatsapp, etc" and WHY? It thinks I would want or need these posts? Idfk??? I hang out in r/antiwork and like 3 other main subs about being homeless and random entertainment topics. I don't use reddit for politics or world events. I do NOT get my news from there.
Anyway there was also one recommended thread about "why do rural folk feel looked down upon by city folks?" And all the responses were, "yeah! It's them who are rude to the city people!" And when someone mentioned the lack of resources in rural areas, another person chimed in to say "well I lived in Detroit and now I live in a rural area and we have WAY more food and resources than Detroit does!" But the second anyone brings up, you know, the socioeconomic factors that influence that shit, everyone's like whining and crying bc their little brains can't handle ""bringing race into it."" someone had a different life experience than you?! Pft, sure, and then all the bystanders clapped! 🙄
idk it's like. the more time goes on, the wider economic gaps become, the more obvious it is how effectively people are brainwashed. It's not like the answers to these questions are hidden esoteric mysteries. It's not like people having different, individual experiences in life is new. Even my grandma understands that a) people aren't actually looting that much and b) even if they were, have you bought groceries in the past 3 years? if so, why are you even asking that question?? But you try to actually talk about how bad shits getting and these fuckers go into high gear defending The American Way Of Life and blaming individual choices. Ppl are drinking the Kool aid so hard and they think water is just supposed to fucking taste like that
#me#they put the kool aid in to cover up the taste of lead.#flint still doesnt have clean water. btw.#thats such a perfect example of what im talking about too#for YEARS its been common knowledge that we are poisoning and killing the people of flint (very near detroit fwiw. related topics)#and its like#idk i feel like i meet ppl who assume that bc Everyone Knows About Flint that means that it got fixed or smth#it fucking didnt#doesn't it feel kinda like. w wages and inflation. or covid. or anything else.#we declare oh yeah X is happening! its in the media. heres the numbers. everyones talking about it. finally out in the open. here we go#its in the news cycle for a few weeks and then bam. gone. nothing.#and everyone thinks oh its gone now. i guess its over#covid is still rampant and terrifying but its not on everyones minds anymore so no one wears masks. problem fucking solved am i right#everyone knows inflation is untenable. ceos make 400x workers. rent is all of your income. no one can afford food#we wont change wages tho. and everyone is just like. well if employers dont wanna pay more thats ok. just look harder for work.#just try harder. just work more jobs. just sell your blood in addition to your time body heart and soul.#its like people are hearing 'socioeconomic factors beyond our control influence how we live our lives' and they still go#'but why dont you wanna just buy more money?'#theyre HEARING words but they arent LISTENING#ONE person in that looting threads comments mentioned police brutality. one.#and they shockingly weren't getting downvoted into the negatives but they definitely werent being heard either#i feel like thats the most glaringly obvious one#like the entire world saw our police force going apeshit and they went 'woah are black ppl in america ok?'#and everyone said NO PLEASE HELP#and... nothing fucking changed!!!#everyone supported water protectors that 1 time. but the water protectors in the great lakes region still fighting?? crickets#i dont get it. i dont get it!!!!#in the news: heres 20 current events making life untenable for disenfranchised people#everyone: i dont get it? why are they breaking stuff
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velocitic · 10 months
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severe trust issues bc ppl will say "this show has gay rep! disabled rep!" and then the gay rep and the disabled rep is brutally murdered in episode one
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cerealandchoccymilk · 2 years
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im very hyperfixated on 3ds dev history and hacking rn and i found
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garlicbreadslice · 2 months
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“If you’re homeless you can just get a job; McDonald’s hires people for 17 bucks an hour now’” o shit, you’re right! Let me just get a job application, fill out my info… they just need my name, my age, my address—
Wait one damn minute
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toastsnaffler · 9 months
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day 2 of no wifi.. hanging in there 😔😔😔😔
#its pretty ok so far tbh im not that reliant on being connected to the internet#and i have soooo much unpacking and decorating to do that im constantly busy anyway. but i miss scrolling tumblr mindlessly 😭😭#also its a bit lonely bc im used to living w 4 other ppl not 1.. and my flatmates being a bit reclusive atm#i mean we did go for a walk earlier so not that reclusive its not like i havent talked to her at all#but i like being in the same room as other ppl even if im doing a non social activity like reading its just nice to have company#so it feels reallllly quiet bc she stays in her own room all the time. which is normal for her im just. more aware of it now its just us 😭#i think shes finding the move harder than i am bc she knew our last flatmates better than me + lived there way longer than i did#and also i think most of her social life is online/over call so not having wifi means she cant rly talk to ppl as much#not that i dont have an online social life but mine is more sporadic than hers so it doesnt affect me as much#ik im not her first choice of company either... not that she doesnt like me or anything but we're not that close so#but stilllll let me sit in the corner snd hang out i can be quiet if u want me to i promise 🧍‍♀️#anyway i dooo get it if shes not feeling great#hopefully she'll adjust and find it a bit easier soon and we'll have wifi by tues anyway#and thurs im going to see family for a week so at least then ill have 24/7 nonstop company plus getting to cuddle the dog :-D#+ seeing a bunch of friends yayyy. i need to make friends in my new area too ive got a couple social groups listed to try out im excited#AND coincidentally one of my old friends works in this city too so i need to make some plans with her when im back !!#i didnt rly bother making any new friends in the last year bc i liked my flatmates enough to get my socialising in w them#but now im kinda raring for it. i do rly love meeting + getting to know new ppl just so long as its on my own terms#i.e. when i have my hearing aids in. and when its not super late in the day bc i get tired and easily overstimulated#bless my last flatmates but they were their own group + i didnt know them for enough years to be a true member tbh#itll be nice to make new friends in a situation where im not just the stray dog one of them dragged in to live with them#ok thats a little mean on myself but still. at least ill waste less time triggered by rsd now#anyway lost where i was going wow i wrote a lot of tags i doubt theyre all coherent bc its 2am im going to bed goodnighhttt xxxx#.diaries
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kalethemonster · 8 months
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what neurotypical abled people cant seem to get into their heads is aids and medication dont stop people from being neurodivergent and/or disabled. hearing aids dont stop deaf or hard of hearing people from being deaf or hard of hearing, it just makes hearing easier mobility aids such as canes or crutches dont stop people with arthritis, chronic pain, or just general mobility issues from having arthritis, chronic pain, or just general mobility issues, it just makes getting around easier
pain medication doesnt stop people with chronic pain stop being in pain (specifically in the long term), it just makes pain management easier
fidget & stim toys and fidget & stim jewelry dont stop people with anxiety from having anxiety, adhd-ers from having fucked up exectutive function, and autistics not being able to automatically regulate emotions and sensory responses, it just makes dealing with them all easier
various adhd medications doesnt make people not have adhd anymore, it just makes it easier to regulate their executive function.
anxiety medication doesnt get rid of anxiety, it just makes it easier to deal with.
white canes and sight specific service animals dont stop blind people and people with sight impairments from being blind or having sight impairments, it just makes living with them easier.
trauma and emotional support specific service animals dont stop people from having trauma and emotional issues, it just makes dealing with them easier
anti-depressants dont stop people with clinical depression from being depressed, they just make it easier to deal with by stabilizing mood.
immune suppressants dont stop people with any autoimmune condition(s) (such as crohn's, psoriasis or psoratic arthritis, rhumitiod arthritis, myasthenia gravis, fibromyalgia, ect.) being affected in any way affected by their autoimmune condition(s), they just make living with the condition(s) easier.
medication and aids arent magic. they dont make the disabled and/or neurodiverse person not disabled and/or not neurodiverse, they dont entirely cancel out the thing they are used/pescribed for, they just make it easier to exist in a world where whats considered "normal" or "independant" or "a regular human being" doesnt automatically include them.
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magz · 2 months
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Thread by ItsMaybeMadi on Twitter, on February 12, 2024 (source)
Quote:
Thread of information from Bisan's tiktok live on february 12th
more than 100 people were killed
dozens are still underground
the 100 that were confirmed dead are just those that were found
She is currently in Rafah
There's no other place to go
People are living in mosques
There is no internet connection
keep donating e-sims, she and a lot of others are using them
Boycott Israeli products
boycott brands supporting the Israeli regime
keep protesting
keep educating yourself
by doing this you are helping to change history
she's seen the people commenting her names on trending videos and she says it's very smart
"keep doing what you're doing"
keep pressuring your government to stop funding the genocide
the idf pretended to be nurses and women, and excavated three Palestinians looking for help
the bombing has not stopped
Donations Are Getting To The South, its not enough, but aid is getting there in very small amounts
he is not safe, no one in gaza is
she feels helpless and stuck in this "new reality"
"we are facing a genocide"
donate to UNRWA
she doesnt know if tiktok gifts are profitable for her, but she'll look into it
"the best thing you can give to an opressed group of people is to hear them, and to make them heard"
Her family is safe
She has faith, but she is very tired
Everyone is under tents
call your government and demand a ceasefire
there isn't enough food, so no matter how much money you have you can't eat
they have to wait to get canned food
She has launched a gofundme
(magz note: Even though the original goal was reached, it is way way below the actual need)
Her arm is better
"when everything is done, and everything is back to its glory, just visit gaza"
Q: "what are you doing to help your mental health?
A: "nothing, we can't"
She feels its important to stay where everything is happening to be the voice of the people
from week to week everything changes
(responding to someone asking what her name means) Bisan is the name of the most ancient city in the whole world and in Canaanite means "the home that is lived"
the situation has been complicated since 1948
1.5 million people are displaced
there isn't any bombing currently in Rafah, but there is in Khan Yunis
she wants to tour the world, and visit countries that supported palestine
Khan Yunis is still invaded
Keep educating yourself
end of thread (end quote)
unrwa.org
gazaesims.com
Bisan's TikTok account: tiktok.com/@wizard_bisan1
Extra: (different) Summary Instagram video about attack on Rafah by Bisan Odwa (wizard_bisan1) - posted february 13, 2024
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willowser · 5 months
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bakugou makes me so insane like i think he's so choppy and awkward and weird about expressing his feelings for you and he is physically incapable of doing it straightforward—but he will offhandedly gruff out the most romantic things to you.
you're sitting on the kitchen counter as he's chopping veggies for dinner, and he'd brought home the awful news that sero and his long-time—long, long-time—girlfriend had just broken up, and you're like—
"man, that's so sad," frowning down at your feet as you kick them out, glancing over at how focused katsuki is on cutting equally sized potatoes. "can you imagine having to get out in the dating pool after so long? i wouldn't know where to start."
and he's in the zone, so you get a simple hum in response.
now, you don't mean it when you say it, at all, but to be a little shit you poke him lightly in the butt with your toe and wiggle your finger when he glances up at you, at the soggy band-aid wrapped around the tip. "maybe you need to get back out there," you tease, raising your eyebrows when he frowns. "maybe you'll find someone that doesnt nearly cut their finger off in the kitchen or someone that isn't such a crybaby."
it earns you an ugly look, talking like that, and he huffs out his annoyance before going back to the task at hand. "shut up, as if you weren't fuckin' made for me."
and he says it so—unbothered, doesn't even look back at you when your legs finally still and you're stuck just staring at him. because he's too worried about his stupid potatoes.
"what?" you ask, trying not to let your lower lip jut out because he'll hear the tears in your voice right away. "what do you mean?"
katsuki looks anyway, just glances, but at the sheen to your eyes and how big they've gotten, he straightens up immediately. he's alarmed, for a moment, but then it seems to settle what he's said out loud, and he hikes his shoulders up to his ears and pointedly looks away. "y'know what i mean."
and then he scowls and grits his teeth and his cheekies turn so red as you burst into tears.
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vibes-on-the-fritz · 9 months
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hey! disability advocates, i would appreciate it if yall read this. especially if it is uncomfortable for you to hear.
there is always someone who needs more support than you.
this does not mean that you do not deserve support. this does not mean you do not deserve treatment. this does not mean that your needs should not be met.
this does mean that your struggles should not be the end to your advocacy. this does mean that if something is difficult for you, it is inaccessible for someone else. this does mean that different forms of disability need to be kept in mind when it comes to advocating for accessibility.
i am extremely fortunate to be as well off as i am. my family is able to support my medical bills and can afford specialists. i can still walk with support. i can communicate verbally the vast majority of the time. i have access to mobility aids and other things that ease my struggles. im white and have reliable access to housing. i am lucky to have these and so many other things.
when you are advocating for disabled rights, always remember there are people who need various accommodations. options need to be available to people with all kinds of disabilities. being disabled is complicated, and it intersects with all sorts of marginalized groups. there is no one way to be disabled or accessible. just because something works for you, doesnt mean it works for everyone.
thank you and have a nice day.
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slaygentford · 1 month
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Armand's podcast chiarobscuro on obscure art history is just him speaking in a monotone for 1 hour about 1 page of 1 illuminated manuscript nd it's coincidentally number 1 trending on pods because people use it as a sleep aid. but then sometimes in the middle of it he'll say something incredibly disturbing and a cult (haha.) following starts claiming there are hidden subliminals in it which are allegations Armand never acknowledges and which people on twitter roast but reality shifters on tik tok get increasingly into. Daniels podcast by/line is beat out consistently by pod save America which is totally fine and not contributing to his alcoholism or his divorce or his psychosexual obsession with armand. he won't listen to armands podcast as a point of principle except for when he puts it on to fall asleep and then gets weirdly turned on and then pavlovs himself into arousal every time he hears armands voice. one sided psychological torture. Armand's cult (haha.) following continues to grow until lestat's podcast lestat (self-titled) filed in culture & the arts blows up and usurps him even though its an hour and a half one-man monologue about quite genuinely nothing at all, though worryingly often, his mother. and Louis? well Louis isnt privy to any of this because he has a child to raise and zones out whenever lestat starts talking about renting out a bigger recording studio for his podcast so that he can have guests on and invest in sound equipment FOR CLAUDIAS FUTURE, OF COURSE. her college fund Louis! the dividends will go toward her college fund. ahaha. what is the definition of this: dividends. Louis gets curious and listens to lestats podcast but gets distracted by recommended for you: chiarobscuro, finds it interesting enough that he doesn't fall asleep, and mentions it offhandedly to lestat after telling him lestat (self-titled) is cute. lestat is distracted by the high of being told Louis likes his podcast but wakes up in the middle of the night sitting straight up in bed when he remembers Louis said "chiarobscuro" in passing at precisely 7:46am this morning. lestat who has armand in his phone represented by the 🕴🏼emoji from college (Louis doesnt know he knows him, lestat has never once mentioned him) calls him from the bathroom at 4am and demands he immediately end his podcasting career. armand who of course answered at 4am counters that they meet in a neutral location to discuss terms. at 5am lestat and armand meet at a park. lestat rages, scaring off several sunrise joggers and their dogs. armand allows this to happen in silence and then says look across the pond. at which point lestat does and sees a bedraggled 50 year old white man plodding along with bodega coffee. you needn't worry about your Louis, says armand. I have a different project. I have been implanting subliminal messages in my podcasts in order to lure Molloy into my thrall. lestat, grudgingly impressed, concedes and stops to get coffee for the family before going back home. Louis and claudia are delighted by the impromptu breakfast and lestat is offered a special shower time reward. before disrobing, and working quickly, he hacks Louis' phone (passcode claudia's birthday) and in a fit of true selfless sacrifice deletes not just Louis' subscription to chiarobscuro, but his podcast app as a whole--damning his own podcast to never again be heard by Louis but removing armand permanently from their lives forever. he joins Louis in the shower, stunned by his own genius. perhaps he will have that worm molloy on his show in order to thwart armands plans. lestat 2 armand 0. it's almost enough to ease the burn of armand telling lestat in their audio production class in college that he's too dumb to start a podcast
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polyglottishthings · 2 years
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Hearing people think it's weird when deaf/hoh people can't hear something but in my experience we also feel the same way about hearing people being able to hear things. I just took out my hearing aids while my toaster oven was on and was like, damn, I can't believe most people can hear that ticking and they just. Walk around with sounds like this all the time. It's weird
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motorball · 2 years
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reading so much about robot pet modding scenes in the past few days and its making me so mad about how dbh did not explore the fact that there absolutely would be a very active custom android scene in this universe. perhaps or even most likely spearheaded by androids themselves. and also thinking about eatr and thinking how this kind of biofuel technology could have explained why alice needs food while keeping her android/human status ambiguous/up to interpretation which would make things way more interesting. i bet a ton of people with android children would get them modded with a biofuel system so they could do Human Kid things like Eat Dinner With Family
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cordeliawhohung · 3 months
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hello haha, i have more ideas if you dont mind.
mafia!simon accidentally lashing out at shy!reader (lashing out doesnt necessarily mean shouting at her, maybe he talks to her in a harsher tone she usually hears when he's irritated and grumbling about). she knows not to take it by heart, but her tears cant help but fill her eyes :'(
oooo i sense some hurt/comfort
he got into another fight.
busted lip, blood stained teeth, a small gash that intersected with his eyebrow; it's times like that when you remembered that despite his size and strength, Simon Riley was only human. you found him like that in the bathroom, leaning over the sink in order to avoid spilling blood on the counter. if he noticed you standing in the doorway, he didn't say anything, already too busy patting away at his wounds with a painfully dry gauze.
"Simon?" you asked, almost like you weren't convinced that hulking, bloodied man in your bathroom was your boyfriend. it was difficult to get the sleepy tone to vanish from your voice as he had woken you up in the dead of night scrounging for first aid supplies. "what happened?"
he spared a glance at you in the bathroom mirror, one of his eyes slightly swollen from the cut on his brow. "nothin'. just a scuffle."
rubbing the sleep from your eyes, you carefully approached him, bare feet hitting sharply against the cold tile floor. "you're bleeding," you mentioned softly as one of your hands reached up to rest on his shoulder.
his muscles tensed as his shoulder jerked, shoving your hand off of him in response to your touch. startled, you look up at him with clearer eyes just in time to catch the way his jaw tightened before he let out a heavy sigh.
"it's nothing," he said stiffly. without bothering to look at you, he continued patting away at his wounds where his face scrunched into a slight wince when he accidentally applied too much pressure on his sore lip. "just go back to bed."
it was difficult to describe the way your throat tightened. akin to a punch to the gut, it sucked all the air from your lungs and left you with a dry mouth. all you wanted to do was be there for him, to help patch up his wounds and kiss his scraped knuckles, but he made it all too obvious he didn't want you there. Simon's gaze caught yours just in time to watch you turn away from him, obscuring his view of your tear swelled eyes. you said nothing to him as you slowly slunk out of the bathroom, just slow enough that he would have had time to wrap you in his arms and apologize if he hadn't been too busy mentally beating himself up.
when he finished cleaning himself up, he found you curled up on your side of the bed facing away from him. his heart ached when he heard the tiniest of sniffles, and he tried not to think about the tears that certainly wet your pillow. carefully, he snuck into bed next to you under the covers where he wrapped an arm around your midsection, going just slow enough that you would be able to shrug him away if you wished.
and maybe a small part of you wanted to. wanted to shrug him away for being so rude to you. but at the same time you loved him too much to play petty games like that, so you scooted close to him until you fit into the curve of him. his warmth was comforting and grounding, and you weren't oblivious to the way he nuzzled his nose into the back of your head.
"i'm sorry for bein' short with you," he said softly into your hair. "feelin' a little sore. shouldn't have taken it out on you."
you wanted to tell him you forgave him, that you understood it was late and he was in pain and your constant doting could get annoying. yet at the same time you were terrified that if you opened your mouth you wouldn't be able to get anything out but a sob. instead, you reached down to where his arm was wrapped around your waist and grabbed his hand. you pulled it up to your mouth where you pressed a quick and gentle kiss to his knuckles before wrapping him around you once more.
"i love you," you whispered.
Simon sighed contently as the two of you settled into one another, both wounded in some minor way yet able to find solace in each other. once more he nuzzled the back of your head and squeezed you tighter into him as if he couldn't get enough of you.
"i love you more."
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upsidedownmvnson · 1 year
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eddie’s annoyed with you when you’re not on time for hellfire.
you know he’s sensitive about starting on time, but still you were running late again. even though this time you promised.
but the mood slowly shifts to something else as time ticks on. you’re always a couple minutes late but nearly an hour? eddie is really frustrated, and his feelings are hurt. he decides to leave your character behind, the party left you alone, sleeping in a cave.
when they return to the cave later, theyre unable to save you from a bandit situation, and your character dies. eddie kinda feels bad, but you know what time the club starts.
what he doesnt expect is steve harrington bursting into the room, looking frenzied. the whole party stared at him, but he was locked on eddie. eddie approached his friend, worried about the look in steve’s eyes.
steve stood up straight, and cleared his throat. weakly he says, “something terrible happened.”
and when steve tells him about your car accident, eddie feels sick. his knees buckle, and steve has to hold him up. he’s totally disoriented by this news. his felt his heart beat pounding behind his eyes, and his ears rang loudly, barely registering the panicked talking going on around him
“theyre alive,” steve was shouting, but people weren’t letting him talk, so he had to keep shouting it over the hundred questions. they wouldnt be able to handle it. not again. not when max still hasnt woken up. “eddie? can you hear me buddy?”
but eddie was in shock. he was trying to blame himself. he was looking for the moment he somehow caused this.
“can you walk? ill drive you,” steve says, as gareth searches eddies pockets for the keys to the van. “dustin, get over here, help me get eddie to the car.”
as soon as they moving, the adrenaline starts moving through eddie’s body. he was able to break free of his friend’s aid and pick up his pace, and the three of them ran through the school and into the parking lot. the dim light steve parked by was flickering, putting a weak spotlight on eddie as he tugged the door handle on the passenger seat
“let me unlock it,” steve snapped, fumbling the keys in his hand. he dropped them, the pressure of eddie’s stare was kinda terrifying.
when they were in the car, eddie was finally alert.
“what the fuck is going on?” he snapped.
no one said anything. there was nothing they could say that would make eddie feel better, or calm down. steve sped out of the parking lot, blowing the stop sign. he shouldnt have, given the reason you were in the hospital.
eddie squeezed his eyes shut. he was wrong. he was petty and hurt and he thought you were being a dick but you were - he was gunna throw up - you were somewhere bleeding. you were laying on the asphalt after a violent car crash and he was thinking youre an asshole
“their character died,” eddie said. “we killed them.”
“its not gunna happen,” steve said, gripping the steering wheel. a statement he couldnt back up.
at the hospital, eddie barely waited for the car the stop before he was running inside, tripping over his own feet as he rushed to get to you. dustin was hot on his trail and steve was parking the car.
eddie saw nancy with her boyfriend, and when nancy saw him, she came over, putting her hands on eddies arms. dustin spoke with jonathan in the background.
“relax,” she said, “please breath. they’re okay right now. they’re in surgery, and its going well, okay?”
“wheeler?” eddie asked, eyes filling with tears he had no control over.
“it has to be fine,” nancy said. “sit with me.”
and with no other options he listened, following nancy to an uncomfortable plastic chair that squeaked when he sat. nancy held his hand over the stiff arm rests, but he didnt find any comfort. he didnt think he would until he was with you again.
jonathan sat beside nancy, giving her a sad smile and handing her a bitter coffee. he sat quietly, letting nancy give eddie her attention. dustin sat on the other side of eddie, also opting to stay quiet. what was anyone supposed to say?
honestly, the only thing eddie wanted to hear was your voice.
might rewrite this properly - its a midnight idea i had and i like it enough to post it 🥰
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ghulehcirice · 5 months
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Lavender Fog [Phantom X Reader]
[A/N; am I posting a self indulgent fic for all my other phantom simps out there? Yes, yes I am. HE DOESNT GET ENOUGH LOVE:( also I see the ghouls as demonic pack creatures, AND NOT THE PEOPLE BEHIND THE MASK. Also this is really short but if if people like this I’ll write more]
Edit; please note that I published this when I was sleep deprived so there was no Beta Reading
Warnings; none really, Possessive?Phantom, this was supposed to be puppy!phantom but oh well!
Word count; 479 Words
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Being a sibling of sin often had you busy, but you still had time for indulging. You had managed to befriend the nameless ghouls. The demonic summons brought up from the pit to aid papa with The Ghost Project, one of these Ghouls, Aether was retiring to stay back with some of the surface born ghoul kits and another, Sunshine was going to stay back with him, atleast for now.
This called for new summons. You were lucky enough to be close to the ghouls so they asked you to come and help them get used to humans. As of now you were sat outside an empty room in the section of the Abbey reserved for the ghouls. Waiting for the go ahead from Papa and Sister Imperator to come in, you had so far been told about the new rhythm guitar ghoul, who had allegedly been referring to himself as Phantom. You had been told by the other that newly summoned ghouls can tend to be alittle rough, something akinned to a puppy learning how to play. They just warned you to not appear like a threat.
Eventually the other ghouls go to meet him in groups of twos, you were being introduced last so he could accumulate to the idea gently. At last your brought in by Aether and you see Phantom sat in the middle of a nest, watching the door with caution. You make eye contact and all of a sudden it feels like your brain stops, you meet his lavender eyes, contrasting against his splattered black and white skin, you felt surrounded by a mist of lavender matching that of his eyes. Finally your trance is broken by phantom standing from the nest and stomping over to you, you attempt to step back, praying to Satanas you had done nothing wrong, but instead you are taken up into his arms , and being brought into the nest before he curls his spaded tail around you waist and enveloping you in his chest
You tried to look to the other ghouls for help only to find them seemingly snickering at your situation, gently trying to manuver out of his arms your pulled back in, quickly finding yourself being kissed by Phantom, Aether and Mountain come over to attempt to help you, shouting about how it’s not appropriate on the surface only for them to be growled at the ghoul who held you close, quickly collapsing into the soft embrace of the nest whilst still atop you.
“H-Hey guys can anyone tell me what’s going on?!” You should out from your rather warm, seemingly purring(?), prison. You can’t help but hear Sodo and Swiss laughing their asses off, before the ever motherly Cirrus speaks out
“I think you and phantom appear to have a kind of bond, my dear. It’s not.. common to happen like this..”
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