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raccoonfallsharder · 4 months

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I’m really excited for your “drink some goddamn water” chapter because water has all of the sudden become too boring for me to drink. I’ve been drinking everything except water because it just isn’t stimulating enough. My anti-depressants sure are anti-ing my depression, but it makes my adhd way worse.

✩࿐࿔ drink some goddamn water [new 12/10]

smut-free| no use of y/n | gn reader | drabbles | word count: 1,209.

✩࿐࿔ take what you need.

࿔ eat somethin. at least grab a frickin’ snack. (wc: 576) ࿔ go to frickin bed already. (wc: 737) ࿔ get outta bed & get your shit done. & stop doomscrolling (wc: 925) ࿔ take a damn bath. (wc: 1,375) ࿔ leave your frickin skin alone. (wc: 1,579) ࿔ take a fuckin study break. (wc: 1,020) ࿔ drink some goddamn water. (wc: 1,209) ࿔ stop destroying your frickin clothes. [est 12/19] ࿔ just buy the damn thing already. ࿔ did you take your meds today?

how much water you should drink depends on your body mass, activity level, and the amount of hydration you get through other foods and beverages - but you almost certainly need more than you're drinking. this is your sign to go hydrate, babe.

this is about as wholesome as it gets (for me) i think. can be read platonically or romantically. mcu-based, meant to take place post-volume 3, but headcanon however you want ♡

“You all right, kid?” Goddammit. The Captain’s caught you squeezing the spot between your brows, eyelids crushed closed and forehead creased. “I’m fine, thanks,” you say quickly, with a pale attempt at a nonchalant smile. His nose twitches and he eyes you consideringly, leaning against the wall. “Busy day?” It has been. Trying to balance maintaining some semblance of a life you can go back to on Terra – just in case – with your admittedly-far-more-enjoyable Knowhere responsibilities always feels like the equivalent of at least two full-time-jobs. Plus, regular life-stuff doesn’t stop either. There’s still laundry to do and an apartment to keep clean. “So busy,” you deadpan. Rocket is being awfully empathetic right now – which usually means he has an agenda. “Did you need something?” He raises a brow. “What, I can’t just check in on my favorite local Terran?” You snort. “It’s a well-documented fact that I am currently the only local Terran, dude.” He shrugs. “All the more reason to check in. You’re practic’ly frickin’ endangered out here.” “Well, thanks for your care and concern,” you say dryly. “I’m fine.” “Really?” His second brow joins the first and his tail flicks – annoyed, or entertained. You can’t tell for sure. “‘Cause you look like you got a headache.” You sigh and flick off your datapad, then slide away from the empty bar. “I just need to get some more caffeine,” you tell him tiredly. “Uh-uh,” he says cynically. “I don’t think so. Sit down. I’ll make you a drink.”

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#thanks nonnie!#this one was actually really hard to write #stay hydrated #drink some fucking water #rocket raccoon fluff #rocket raccoon fanfiction #take what you need #rfh fanfic #rfh fluff #self care reminder #self care tips #gotg fanfiction #gotg fanfic #guardians of the galaxy fanfiction #rocket raccoon

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buzz-in-your-veins · 1 month

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Introduction

~ About me! ~

I’m Vyrus, I’m 18. I mainly use He/Him, but They/Them are alright! So are most pet names! I am unlabelled. This blog was created partly from boredom, partly from hyperfixation, and partly from a want to write! I will happily take requests and constructive criticism! If my spelling is off or my sentences don’t make sense forewarning, I am dyslexic. I also have ADHD and Autism, I have a tendency to fall in and out of hyperfixations fast. This is going to be a Hazbin centric blog, maybe with some Helluva too. Vyrus is a Hazbin/Helluva OC. Again, I am heavily neurodivergent. The tag for this blog is #vyrus.is.a.virus. Comments are like nectar.

My main Blog is @arachnid-silk

~ RULES ~

•Nonnegotiable•

- Please don’t interact with NSFW posts if you’re a minor.

- The more detailed you are, the better I can complete your request.

- Be Respectful.

- Feel free to spam, but not with your request. A different request, HC, meme, ect, are okay, but not the same thing.

- Keep in mind I may be late with your request, but unless I have responded otherwise, I will be working on it.

- Respect my boundaries.

- Please do not trauma dump or vent in my requests. If your request has something traumatic in it, please DM with warning before the trauma. If you need to Vent, please DM me first to ask, and warn me about the nature of the vent please.

- Yes! ~

- Fluff, smut, angst, pretty much most catagories.

- Character x character

- Reader x character

- Minors, only platonicly.

- Yandere, Dub-Con, CNC, Abuse•certain types•, Possesive, Obsessive, Mafia, possibly more.

- Readers with Habits!

- Fem, Male, and Gender Neutral readers! Please be aware I’m still learning how to write GN and Male readers.

- Headcannons!

- Anything unless specified on the NO! list, if you’re unsure, just ask!

~ NO! ~

•Nonnegotiable•

- Romantic minor.

- Piss, Scat, generally stuff that is usually considered gross.

- Vomit. I have Emetophobia.

- Pedophilla, Incest, Rape.

- Detailed bugs.

- Cannibalism.

- Anything gross in general.

- If you’re unsure about something, ask me if I’m comfortable with it or not.

~ Maybe. ~

- Specified race and/or religion. I am a white unreligious person, I may write these characters, but I do ask you provide as much information and detail in your ask as you can, and you give me time to research and learn about your character before I write them. I also ask that should I get anything wrong or incorrect that you correct me.

- Super detailed about body parts.

- Sexual Violence/Abuse.

- Eating Disorders.

~ Characters I Won’t Write For. ~

~ Characters I Will Write For. ~

- Everyone else.

Please be mindful this blog is still new and ergo still under construction, keep an eye out for any updates to the list. They will be in bold for the first three days.

#velvette #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel smut #helluva boss #hazbin vox #alastor #angel dust hazbin hotel #helluva millie #cherri bomb #valentino #hazbin charlie #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel adam #blitzo #moxxie #hazbin hotel husk #vyrus.is.a.virus.

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spinning-all-your-silk · 12 days

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Introduction

~ About Me ~

I’m Arachne, I’m 18. I mainly use He/Him, but They/Them are alright! So are most pet names! I am unlabelled. This is my main blog, it will be a mishmash of everything, I have other specific blogs I will tag! I will happily take requests and constructive criticism! I like to write. If my spelling is off or my sentences don’t make sense forewarning, I am dyslexic. I also have ADHD and Autism, I have a tendency to fall in and out of hyperfixations fast. Again, I am heavily neurodivergent. The tag for this blog is #arachne’s.web. Comments are like nectar.

Avatar: @water-connects-all

Hazbin/Helluva: @buzz-in-your-veins

~ Rules ~

•Nonnegotiable•

- Please don't interact with NSFW posts if you're a minor.

- The more detailed you are, the better I can complete your request.

- Be Respectful.

- Feel free to spam, but not with your request. A different request, HC, meme, ect, are okay, but not the same thing.

- Keep in mind I may be late with your request, but unless I have responded otherwise, I will be working on it.

- Respect my boundaries.

- I’m always open to more friends, just dm me!

~ Yes! ~

- Fluff, smut, angst, pretty much most catagories.

- Character x character

- Reader x character

- Minors, only platonicly.

- Yandere, Dub-Con, CNC, Abuse•certain types•, Possesive, Obsessive, Mafia, possibly more.

- Readers with Habits!

- Fem, Male, and Gender Neutral readers! Please be aware I'm still learning how to write GN and Male readers.

- Headcannons!

- Message asking to be Mutuals!

- Anything unless specified on the NO! list, if you're unsure, just ask!

~ NO! -

•Nonnegotiable•

- Romantic minor.

- Piss, Scat, generally stuff that is usually considered gross.

- Vomit. I have Emetophobia.

- Blind Hate.

- Pedophilla, Incest, Rape.

- Detailed bugs.

- Anything gross in general.

- If you're unsure about something, ask me if I'm comfortable with it or not.

~ Maybe ~

- Specified race and/or religion. I am a white unreligious person, I may write these characters, but i do ask you provide as much information and detail in your ask as you can, and you give me time to research and learn about your character before I write them. I also ask that should I get anything wrong or incorrect that you correct me.

- Super detailed about body parts.

- Sexual Violence/Abuse.

- Eating Disorders.

~ Fandoms I Write For ~

- Hazbin Hotel

- Helluva Boss

- Twilight

- Avatar/Avatar: Way Of The Water

- Buffy The Vampire Slayer

- Angel The Series

- BNHA

- More to be added.

Please be mindful this blog is still new and ergo still under construction, keep an eye out for any updates to the list. They will be in bold for the first three days.

#helluva boss #bnha #mha #hazbin hotel #avatar the way of water #avatar #arachne’s.web

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protectoroftheunderworld · 2 years

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Get to Know Me

Hey guys! Onyx here, and here you can learn a few things about me!

-I use he/she/they/queen/king pronouns

-My persona uses aby pronouns

-I changed my name to Onyx bc of my persona

-My favorite color is purple

-I don’t like loud noises besides my music (in my headphones)

-I’m a big fan of roleplay! You’re free to DM me about it although my phone is currently waterlogged so I won’t have discord, TikTok, or Instagram for awhile

-Some of you might know me from TikTok! I’m fairest_in_the_land

-My insta is: roi.de.poison

-I’m writing this on my computer bc my dad waterlogged my phone so I’m waiting on a new one (hopefully they can transfer my data into the new one bc if they an’t I will flip my shi-)

-I’m blasian! My mom is blasian and my dad is African American

-Me and my (BLACK) friends make racist jokes to each other (ofc we only joke about our race and no one else’s)

-I got into TWST for the Octatrio and I stayed for Pomefiore (specifically my queen Vil and my baby Epel)

-I’m a huge Vil simp and Leona’s number one hater (if you follow me on TikTok, you’ll understand what I mean)

-I hc Vil as transfem so you might see me reffering to her with feminine terms

-I also hc Idia and Chenya as non-binary so I refer to them with they/them/theirs pronouns

-I’m agender

-Im in a relationship and we’re both very happy

I love cats

I’m interested in atronomy and anything star related (I also love the aesthetic)

-My aesthetics are: pastel goth, alt, weirdcore, dreamcore, a little bit of kidcore

-I love art and once I get my new phone I’ll post some OC art

Currently my favorite animes are: Fairy Tail, Tokyo Revengers, Fire Force and Nanbaka

-I have ADHD, I’m bipolar, and mild depression

-I’m an insomiac so it would be nice to have ppl to talk to at night

-I love all my plu sized women

-I hate kids (nothing personal, I just don’t know how to care for them plus they’re loud)

-My favorite artists are Melanie Martinez, ICP, Marina and the Diamonds, Beyonce, Kikuo, Ado, Maretu, P!ATD, Jazmin Bean, Megan Trainor, Lady Gaga, and Imagine Dragons

-On somedays I feel feminine, on others I feel masculine, and on some days I feel a mix of both

-Sometimes you might need to explain the most simplest tasks to me in a complex way bc I have a hard time understanding stuff and I don’t wanna mess up

-I encourage you guys to use tone tags when you talk to me (unless it’s obvious) bc I have a hard time understanding whats a joke and whats not especially through a screen

-I’m a HUGE CoryxKenshin, Dashiexp, Kubz Scouts and ItsFunneh watcher

-I perfer darker area bc the light hurts my eyes and I’m basically on the verge ob being blind

-If I bully you (as in playful teasing) that’s how you know that I consider you a friend)

-I’m loyal asl NO ONE gets to be mean to my friends but me

-Not everything I write will be proofread so If I make a grammar/spelling mistake suck it up you little bi-

-If you want to ask me/my persona/my OCs a question or talk to me/them, just put it in “Onyx’s Domain’

-You can also make writing requests there

Well, that’s it for now! If you have any questions feel free to comment or DM me :)

#twisted wonderland #twst oc #dashiexp #coryxkenshin #astronomy #cat #anti social #agender #anime #art #music

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manekicatwriter · 3 years

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hellooo! i was wondering if i could make a request for an modern au sbi x gn sibling reader where they’re around 17-19, and they’ve got depression. they’ve had to go away for a few weeks after a bad episode ended in an attempt and they were hospitalized and sent somewhere for rehabilitation and now they’re coming home and they’re all anxious and quiet and stuff- so the boys do their best to like comfort them and reassure them that they’re loved and they belong there? i’m sorry if that’s an awkward request, i was just recently discharged after a similar situation and honestly the comfort would be great. it’s totally your call if you chose to write it tho, i understand that this is a difficult and triggering subject and not everyone is comfortable with writing things like it. if you aren’t comfy please feel free to just ignore my ask! <3

you’re here, and that’s what matters.

TW: mentions of attempted suicide. please proceed with caution.

hey! i just wanted to let you know that i’ve been through a similar situation and understand how you feel (though my case was not as severe). i wish you a safe road to recovery.

note, i think you asked for their characters but it leant itself towards their rl versions. i have a feeling the dsmp versions would be too chaotic for this sensitive subject.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN!! please do not be afraid to send in an ask. ANON IS ON!!

Phil:

- phil was very scared about you being so gravely hurt, it kept him up for some nights. thankfully, you pulled through.

- he visited whenever he could. if he couldn’t, he was busy making sure coming home felt as comfortable for you as possible while also educating himself on how to take care of you.

- phil would listen to how you felt, and be understanding of your feelings.

- “You don’t have to tell me why you did it, I’m just glad you’re here,” pulling you in for a warm hug.

- when you got back home, he made sure he and the boys had prepared your favorite dinner and desserts.

It was the day you had just got home from rehabilitation, and you two were sitting on the couch. You hadn’t said much, you felt like you had nothing to say. Phil had asked for you to sit down so you two could talk, one on one.

You couldn’t meet his gaze. “I’m sorry,” your voice started to crack. “For making you guys worry about me.” Tears started to form from your eyes and you wept into your hands.

Phil immediately reached over to you to hug you, letting you cry on his shoulder. “We don’t blame you. We don’t blame anybody. I just want you to be here safe with us. Let it all out.” He pat and rubbed your back soothingly as you kept crying. But it was a good cry. He was just glad you came home.

Tommy:

- even though many see tommy as a loud and obnoxious boy with a general disregard for others, we all know deep down that’s a persona. he will go out of his way to make other comfortable in his presence if he truly cares for them. which he does, for you of course.

- he wants to make you happy! when the time is right, he’ll crack jokes and offer to play minecraft with you.

- would tone down the yelling. not because you asked, but he’s afraid of triggering you. treats you like glass. if you notice he’s being quieter than usual and you don’t care, you tell him you don’t.

- if you’re feeling it, he’ll take you out to fun places and to eat. nothing that’s too outlandish like a theme park, but just enough to have a reason to get out of bed that day instead of sleeping in.

It had been a week since you had gotten home and Phil had instructed you to maintain somewhat of a schedule to upkeep yourself. Right now was your nightly routine, washing yourself, brushing your teeth, and finally sliding under the covers. It felt nice. The blanket of sleep consumes you easily…

…

Until you bedroom door opens you’re being aggressively shaken awake. You groan, shying away, but they’re persistent.

“Ey, wake up, it’s morning!” Tommy shakes you again.

You realize you didn’t dream, but think nothing of it. “Tommy please, what do you want.”

Finally, Tommy pulled your warm sheets from over you, making you flinch. “I wanted to go out to the park today! Feed the ducks! Yeesss!”

You sighed. If you didn’t comply now, Tommy will refuse to stop nagging you for the rest of the day. You rolled out of bed and into the bathroom. You could very clearly hear Tommy’s cheers.

You two had gotten ready, eaten breakfast, and said goodbye to the rest of your family so you could head over to the park. It was close enough that it wasn’t unbearable to walk to. Even if you weren’t completely yourself yet, you were glad Tommy was.

After the short walk you two finally reached the park. Tommy immediately bolted toward the pond and you jogged behind. He had already started throwing the ducks some seeds, and even threw it on a duck. It didn’t seem too pleased.

You two sat at the edge of the pond as you watched the ducks eat. “Hey.” You hear Tommy call to you, and you turn your head to him.

“Can we talk about what happened? With you? Is it okay?” You could hear the uncertainty in his voice.

“Go ahead, what is it?”

“When Techno found out what happened to you, and told us the news, I was scared shitless.” He let out a sad huff. “I thought we were going to lose you.” Tommy kept his eyes fixed at the pond in front of him. “I’m sorry, I really shouldn’t have brought this up. I’m just glad you’re okay.” He sighed.

You put a hand on his shoulder. “Oh Tommy…” You started, “I’m sorry for making you worry. You shouldn’t have to feel like that because of my actions.”

Tommy was lost in thought for a moment, before finally speaking up, “No, please don’t apologize. It’s not anybody’s fault this happened, right?” You nodded.

Tommy stood up, dusting his pants off from the grass. “Come on now, let’s go get some ice cream!” He pulled you up from the ground.

“Last one to get to the shop has to pay!”

Immediately, Tommy bolts in the direction to the ice cream shop, and you catch up to him. No matter the circumstance is, he never seems to fail at putting a smile on your face.

Wilbur:

- i HC wilbur being the oldest, being older than techno by 3 years and older than tommy by 8, like IRL. :]

- i think out of all of your siblings, wilbur exudes the most “protective older brother” energy, yeah?

- remember when tommy lied about his mother being in trouble and how worried and anxious wilbur got? turn that up to 11 with what happened with you.

- with wilbur being the oldest, he of course had the responsibility of taking care of everyone. but somehow you and him didn’t spend as much 1 on 1 time as much as wilbur did with his other siblings

- wilbur definitely was going to change that, realizing that and not wanting to make that mistake again.

- he decided that finding a new hobby with you wouldn’t be such a bad idea.

You were sitting at the dinner table, being the last one there. You were poking at your food for the most part, and Wilbur got home late from… whatever Wilbur thing he was doing. Phil cooked pasta for dinner tonight. Wilbur put down his bags at the door connected to the garage. “I’m home! What’s for dinner?”

“Pasta.”

“Mmm, I love some good ol’ pasta.” He said, already taking a plate out to serve himself. “Also, hey, I bought something I wanted to build with you. Do you mind?”

You finally looked up from your very interesting pasta. “Build..?” You had no idea where this was going.

Wilbur placed his plate on the table and approached the bags of groceries, going through them to find the bag he was looking for. He pulled out a LEGO set. More specifically, a LEGO City set from the looks of the box? “Wilbur, how much was that?”

He blinked at you innocently. “It was only, like, £25. And look! It’s got a little submarine we can make with a rock and ugly sea monster—“

“But why?”

“Why not? It wouldn’t hurt for you to do something new, yeah?” He smiled at you, shaking the LEGO box in front of him to show it off. You sighed, but smiled. “Alright. But maybe you and I should eat this pasta first before we start building.” Wilbur nodded.

“Speaking of water, don’t you think I could teach you how to swim or something?”

“Oh, fuck off with that!”

Technoblade:

- i think out of everyone in the family, he understands you the most in terms of how you feel.

- not suicidal, but just generally having depressive episodes due to his ADHD.

- techno’s generally closed off, but started to really open up to you because he wanted to show he cares, even if it meant going out of his comfort zone.

- techno suggested journaling. once a day or once per week, it didn’t really matter. just as long as you could write down your feelings somewhere.

- he didn’t explicitly say it, but he also bought a book for himself so he could do it along with you. although, he more often than not just forgets to write in it until you mention your own journal.

- if you want to be sad and quiet, you can be sad and quiet with him. his room is a safe space for you if you ever need it and you’re always welcome to come in, just as long as you knock first.

With one hand on your mouse scrolling through the internet, and another resting your head on it, you were safe to admit you were utterly and completely bored. Honestly, you thought about taking another nap after your last one, but a knock on your door stopped you right before you pulled the covers over yourself. “Can I come in?”

You rose from your bed. “Come in. Oh hey Techno.”

He gave a simple wave and his signature “Halloo.” He walked right over to you and handed a journal and a ballpoint pen. “I got this. For you.” His stare was sharp but you could sort of tell he was nervous.

“What for?”

“I dunno. Writin’ your feelings down or drawin’ or somethin’. Whatever helps you vent.” He scratched the back of his neck.

“Oh Techno, thank you. That’s very sweet of you.” You gave a slight smile, but saw that he still had another journal in his hand. “You have two journals?”

Techno raised his eyebrow in confusion before looking down at his hand. “Oh this? It’s for me. So we could do it together, I guess.”

You let out a happy hum. “That’s nice. Say, why don’t we go to your room? I want to see your new lava lamp and stuff.”

Techno shrugged. “Sure. I’ve got more stationary too if you want.” He waved his hand before letting himself out the door, with you following not far behind.

hi hope u enjoyed reading as much as i did writing it. this format was new for me but very fun!

#dream smp x reader #tommyinnit x reader #wilbur x reader #philza x reader #technoblade x reader #dsmp x reader #dsmp x male reader #wilbur soot x reader #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x reader #mcyt x platonic reader #sleepy bois x reader #sleepy bois family #sleepy bois fanfic #request #mcyt imagine #mcyt fluff

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lavaridgecookie · 2 years

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Hullo, and welcome to my little imagines, HCs, and, occasionally, ask meme blog <3 I’ve noticed very little love for nonhuman F/Os and S/Is, for platonic selfshipping, and for familial stuff, and I’m here to fix that :D I do mostly sfw stuff, but am not adverse to trying my hand at nsfw.

I take requests! I'm open unless I say I'm closed, but I'm really really slow, sorry.

My specialties include:

Nonhuman S/Is of any type, in romantic OR platonic/familial scenarios! Ranging from human-adjacent (vampires, werewolves, anthro animals) to as wild as you can get (eldritch beings, non-bipedal aliens, S/Is that are The Thing-esque) and anything in between (robots, kobolds, dragons) any way you wanna be, I’ve got you covered!

Nonhuman F/Os! Not only do I, personally, romantically ship with multiple characters in varying states of nonhumanity, but I familially ship with like. more than 10 robots who are ALSO in varying stages of nonhumanity. Robots CAN be your baby brothers and sisters, if you believe <3

Familial stuff! Siblings, parents, children, aunts and uncles, that really cool older cousin you love talking to, whatever! I got you. Sometimes a family is you, your six children, your eldest son’s alien boyfriend, and your extended family who are all mostly murderers.

Platonic stuff! Sometimes you want to jazzercise with your besties, and sometimes your besties are a group of elite alien mercenary soldiers.

Poly relationships! Any kind!

Please Note:

I have not seen every movie, or read every book, or consumed every piece of media. If you need something more specific than ‘my f/o or s/i has wings // can shapeshift // is an eldritch creature’ please give me more background information! Like I know what a Yautja is in a technical sense, but I’ve never actually seen Predator so I don’t have any context for their society or behaviour! I’ll list what I’m familiar enough with to need no context at the bottom of the post <3 That being said, feel free to infodump all day every day about your favourite species, bc I’m a lore hound and loooooooove hearing about fantasy cultures and biology.

I work a full-time job, have ADHD and am suffering from burnout. Posts may be sporadic! I will answer asks out-of-order! Please be patient with me

THIS BLOG IS INCLUSIVE. I WILL NOT EVER EVER EVER DISCRIMINATE BASED ON GENDER/ORIENTATION/ETC. I’m genderqueer, bi, poly, and an alterhuman! Panphobes, TERFS, and ace exclusionists can fuck right off! That being said, any and all hate will not get acknowledged. This shouldn’t even be an issue but I want to make my stance crystal-fucking-clear: your identity, whatever it may be, is valid.

I am an adult! Any nsfw will be properly tagged as NSFT + minors DNI, and I ask that minors not interact with those posts. That said, minors are welcome on this blog, welcome to submit sfw asks, etc.

I write both fluff AND angst! I like both! They’ll be tagged as such~ I’m especially very, very fond of lifespan difference stuff. I know this can be triggering for some people, and the tag for it is ‘Mayfly-December’

I knowwwwwww my URL has ‘cookie’ in it, but this is a reference to a Pokemon thing. I luv gen III <3 I’m willing to do cookie run stuff but I know next to nothing about cr other than Vamp(?) looks genderqueer as hell

Sources I am familiar with

Gregor the Overlander

Silverwing (including Duskwing)

The Sight

The Thing

ALIEN (first 2 movies)

Homestuck (I’ve read some of ^2 but am NOT caught up)(can also do Petstuck of any flavour)

Wolves of the Beyond (up through Frost Wolf)

a few more xenofiction novels, feel free to ask

Any and all Zelda species, from any game

Pokemon (I’ve played up to B/W)

Digimon, to an extent.*

Chobits (anime)

Astro Boy

Beastars (manga)+ Beast Complex

Brand New Animal

Doctor Who (mostly NuWho)

Transformers (mostly G1 and TFA)

DBZ + GT (I haven’t seen Super, but I could probably get Whis and Beerus down well)

MLP: FiM (including ALL idw comics!)

MegaMan (classic and some of X)**

CATS the Musical (I haven’t yet seen the 2019 movie, but I’m familiar with the revival and the 1998 movie)

Thomas and Friends (in a general sense, if you want to request a specific character I'll need personality traits)

probably some others, but these are all ones I can do without needing for you to explain anything

* I can do any individual Digimon, but haven’t seen every anime, so if you are looking for a character-specific Digimon, please specify!

**I can do all mainline classic characters, including any desired robot master. However, please be aware that I’ve been in this fandom for over a decade, so my HCs for certain robot masters may differ from current popular consensus! If you want a specific personality trait, please specify. For X, I really only know X, Zero, Vile, Axl, and Sigma well enough to do HCs with no further prompting.

#Notice to all residents #<that's my talk tag IG #sorry I have a headache oops #ALSO feel free to gush! always up for gushing #NO DISCOURSE. NONE. NU-UH

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slytherinbangchan · 4 years

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College Tutor! Hyunjin (Nerdy HJ- Requested)

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Warnings: Smut, corruption kink, sub Hyunjin.

Pairing: Hyunjin x Fem Reader.

Word count: 2.7k

You've been failing so much in college lately. Honestly you should just stop partying and focus on studying for a while but that's so boring and almost impossible for you to do. It's not like you haven't tried but you end up sleeping and mainly binge watching stuff til the next party.

And now here you are at the library looking for a seat. You sigh and look around before sitting right in front of Hyunjin. You know him from some classes where he's always there before anyone else in the mornings sitting in the front row. Someone told you a while ago he had a crush on you but he's probably over it by now.

You watch Hyunjin for a while as he takes notes. He looks nice today. You never paid that much attention to him before but doing anything but studying is good enough for you and in this case your attention is all over him right now.

You're biting on your pen when he looks up into your eyes and you smile. 'Did you need anything?' He ask with a sober tone and you chuckle softly. 'No, but I can't focus'. You say and he sighs. 'You just got here, it's impossible you're already tired'. He says as he keeps writing down stuff. 'I know, I can never focus no matter how hard I try'. You inform him and he scoffs as he smiles. 'But you're not dumb at all as some people say. Sounds like ADHD to me'. He says looking at you for a second before re-reading what he just wrote. You smirk. 'How do you know I'm not dumb? Maybe I am'. He looks up and fixes his glasses delicately with a finger. 'Well, some time ago right before an exam, you told one of your friends you didn't even take a look at what we had to study for the test and asked him to explain it to you. He had like 8 minutes to explain everything and still you got almost the highest score'. He says and you chuckle. 'Ah, right. Guess that's the only thing that works for me'. You say but he just keeps writing.

'Hyunjin'. You call him but he doesn't look at you this time. He knows what's coming next. 'Can you tutor me?' You ask and he scoffs as he smiles. 'You think I have time for that?' You frown. 'C'mooon. You're my last chance to survive the academic part of college'. You say then move to sit next to him. Your hand is on his thigh now as you whisper to him. 'Pretty please Hyunjinnie'. You pout. You squeeze his thigh and he suddenly blushes and closes all his books nervously. 'O-Okay'. He says. ‘Really??’ You ask and he nods. 'But you have to respect my schedule'. You smile and hug him happily. 'Of course. Whenever you’re free just text me okay?' You say and he blushes even more as he puts some books over his lap. ‘Yeah, just... Go now. I’ll see you later’. He says as he keeps putting stuff over his lap. You wonder what’s going on with him suddenly but decide not to think much of it.

Anyway you leave the library and head to the dorms. A bit later you receive a text from Hyunjin informing you that he's free tonight at 10pm. It's a bit late in your opinion but you promised you'd adapt to him since he's doing you a favour.

You sadly say bye to your roommate who's leaving for a party and take a quick shower before Hyunjin arrives.

He looks so tired when you open the door for him. His books fall from his arms over your desk as you watch him from bed. 'What are you doing there? Come here, you can't study in bed'. He says and you chuckle. 'Oh my, my...' You say as you stand up smiling then take your roommate's chair to sit next to him. 'Is this okay, professor?' You say and he blushes. 'Shut up and please take this seriously'. He says. You bite your lips as you feel some kind of electricity running through your body after hearing him. He looks so serious but you can tell he's clearly nervous around you. Just like this morning at the library.

He starts explaining and you try to focus and listen to him but soon you're lost in how his lips are moving, and how his hands hold the pen he's using to point at what he’s reading to you in the book.

He just looks so good and correct and pure and you just want to mess with every part of it.

'Hyunjin, do you have a girlfriend?' You ask out of nowhere and he sighs. 'What are you talking about now? Are you even listening to what I'm saying?' He asks and you smile. 'A boyfriend?' You ignore him and ask again making him blush. 'I'm not dating anyone. Why do you care anyway? You wanna joke about it later with your popular friends?' He asks still blushing and you smile as you softly comb his hair with your fingers, then you lean over him and wait for a moment just cms away from his lips before kissing him.

At first he's a bit clumsy and doesn't know what to do with his tongue so you pull away. 'Hyunjin, was that your first kiss?' You ask and he blushes. 'Y-Yes'. He says and you bite your lips trying to hide your excitement. 'Mm, I see. Should I kiss you again?' You ask and he nods. 'Okay follow my lead then'. You say and he nods again right before your lips collide a second time. He's moaning into the kiss after a while making your heart race at how whiny he is already.

You leave a trail of kisses and bites all the way from his lips to his collarbone then you take a look to his crotch. 'This must hurt huh?' You ask as you poke his hard cock over his pants and he blushes even more. 'Should we move to my bed?' You say as you stand up but he doesn't move. 'Are you okay?' You ask and he looks away a bit embarrassed. 'Sorry y/n. I don't think I'm ready for that yet'. He says and your heart skips a beat. You have practically heart eyes right now. He looks so cute and innocent. You have to bite your lips not to squeal. You want to take that innocence away and make him your dirty lil toy.

But for now you tilt your head as you smile. 'That's fine sweetie. Don't you want to keep kissing a bit longer though?' You ask and he looks at the books for a second feeling guilty about you missing your tutoring hour before shyly standing up and joining you in bed.

You kiss him as soon as he's there and leave some love bites on his neck. Then your roommate appears. 'Oh, this is what you call studying y/n?' She laughs making Hyunjin blush again but you laugh it off too. 'Shut up. Why are you back? Go to that party'. You say and she chuckles. 'Yeah I'm just here to change my dress. Someone spilled a drink on it'. She says as she changes her dress right there. Hyunjin blushes even more as he looks away from your friend and you chuckle before kissing him. 'You're so cute'. You say and your friend says bye but you don't care. You're too focussed on Hyunjin. 'A-Am I?' He asks and you nod. 'Yes, yes you are love. Would you be my cute little toy? I want you to be mine so bad'. You say. 'Y-You do? But I'm a virgin... I have no experience at all...' He says and you kiss him. 'Mhm~ I'll teach you everything you need to know'. You say then peck his cheek. 'How does that sound, love? It's okay if you don't want to though' . You say as you softly caress his face and he kisses you before answering. 'Yes... I want to.. Please play with me all you want from now on'.

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Days pass and you promised Hyunjin you would take your tutoring hours seriously after that night so you try your best to do so. You're more distracted than ever in classes though. Your eyes drift to him so many times without you even noticing. But he's so cute and handsome. Your mind goes wild thinking of all the ways you wanna mess with him in bed. You can't believe you never noticed him before.

And you're having so much fun with him. Pushing him inside empty classrooms just to make out, and he gets so blushy and needy. It makes your heart flutter.

The class ends and you go say hi to him. 'Will I see you tonight?' You ask and he nods. Then he holds your hand to take you to a quieter place. 'So... I was thinking. Maybe we could do it tonight?' He says. 'Yeah?' You smile and he simply nods. 'Sure'. You say and he sweetely smiles. 'Okay, do you mind if we do it in my room though? My roommate is leaving for the weekend so we'll be completely alone'. He says and you agree then he pecks your lips before leaving.

The rest of your day flies after those news and soon you're standing right in front of his room.

He opens the door and blushes lightly as soon as he sees you. 'You look so beautiful y/n'. He says and you peck his lips. 'You look hot'. You reply and he laughs. 'Thank you. I took off my glasses'. He says, pointing at his eyes. Making your heart flutter at how cute he is. He locks the door and you sit on his bed. 'Come here'. You call him and he sits right besides you. You can tell he's nervous so you smile and kiss him softly.

Your hands travel down to his crotch after a bit to palm him as you kiss. At first he gets a bit startled when he notices your hand cause he's shy but you quiet him down. 'It's okay, you don't have to be shy around me'. You say with a sweet tone and he keeps kissing you.

A bit later you unzip his pants and get your hand under his boxers to pump him. He's blushing so hard. His tip is leaking precum so you take a look at his blushing face before you start kissing and nibbling on his neck. His eyes are closed now as you do so then you take one of his hands and place it over his length. 'Show me how you do it'. You whisper on his ear and he looks at you with pleading eyes. 'B-But...it's embarrassing...' He says and your heart skips a beat. 'Yes, it is baby'. You say then lick his cheek before biting it lightly making him groan softly. Your hand over his so he would start moving it. 'C'mon, let me see how you like to be touched'. You whisper to him again and he closes his eyes as he does what you asked. His cheeks must feel so hot with all that blushing.

You climb his neck with your mouth and nib on his earlobe before whispering again. 'Jinnie~ When you act dirty my heart beats faster'. You say and he lets out a moan. You chuckle softly and kiss him. There’s a lot of sloppy kisses. He's so into everything that's happening right now he doesn't even notice your hand helping him out again at first. 'I-I'm gonna cum..' He says and you smile as you comb his hair with your fingers out of his beautiful face. His lips yearning for yours as he feels his release so close so you kiss him, then you feel the warmth of his seed over your hand as he moans on the kiss. You bite his lips as he keeps moaning then peck his cheek. 'So cute'. You say as you stroke his hair and peck his nose. His chest going up and down as he tries to catch his breath.

You sit astride him and take off your top, then you take his hands on yours and guide them to your boobs. He blushes again as soon as you place them there but you make him squeeze them and tell him to do whatever he feels like with them. And even when he started off shyly, soon enough your bra becomes a nuisance for him and he needs to get rid of it.

You chuckle softly as you unclasp it and throw it away from him. And he hugs you to bury his head between your tits. Nibbling all over. Making your heart race once more.

Soon you can feel his dick getting hard again so you guide his chin with your finger so he looks at you. 'Are you ready, love?' You ask and he nods so you peck his lips before standing for a moment to get rid of your panties. 'You have any condoms?' You ask and you can see the panic in his eyes for a second so you chuckle. 'It's fine, I brought some'. You say and look for them in your bag then go back to him. 'I think it's better you sit against the headboard'. You say and he moves instantly.

You climb on bed and sit astride Hyunjin again while you unwrap the condom then pump his cock a bit before placing it slowly. He shyly looks at you and you smile before kissing him as you grind a bit against his tip getting it wet with your juices. You stop kissing him only to see his face as his length stretches you out slowly. He feels the sweet pressure of your walls around his hard cock, making his eyes shine with expectation. 'S-So tight' He says and you smile. 'That's cause you're so big, baby'. You tell him and his dick twitches inside you.

He places his hands on your hips and you start moving up and down slowly at first but you pick up the pace as you find your sweet spot. 'Y/n... W-Wait...' He says. You moan in his ear and he throws his head back. 'F-Fuck...' He groans and you feel him getting soft after a bit so you stop. 'You came?' You ask and he nods embarrassed so you caress his face softly. 'It's okay. We can try again in a bit if you want'. You kiss him. 'Yes. I want to cum with you'. He says as he pouts and your heart flutters once again.

You've been kissing for a while now, both of you lying down. You took his hand and taught him some tricks to make you feel good down there and so far he's doing great but you want to cum with him so you stop Hyunjin from what he's doing and make him some room between your legs. 'Come here, it's time for the most vanilla position of all'. You say and he chuckles. You're both pretty aroused after all that touching so he slips inside you as soon as the condom is on. You moan softly as he moves faster. And it's so hot in that room... He's sweating so much.

You comb his long black hair back with both your hands to see his face better and he leans over you to kiss. It’s not like you were talking much before but now it's all grunts and pants and moans.

His head is resting on the crook of your neck now as he catches his breath for a bit. You peck his cheek and pat his butt softly. 'Let's change baby, I'm getting close'. You say, then you turn around and wiggle your butt at him as you smile.

He chuckles and stops your movements with his hands on your hips then he leaves a kiss on your lower back. 'C'moon'. You whine even if that was the cutest thing ever and he rubs his tip on your slit as he looks for your entrance.

He thinks his view couldn't get any better as he sees his cock sliding in and out of you. And for you, he's hitting all the right places so you wouldn't complain either. You grasp on the bed sheets as he picks up the pace. You're feeling so good right now your moans won't even leave your mouth. 'I-I'm gonna cum y/n... S-Sorry'. He says just when you feel your high aproaching. 'Yes...' You moan out, as the only thing you manage to say, and he moves even faster releasing just a moment later. His sweet groans filling the room along with yours.

He lies on bed after getting rid of the condom and you lie next to him. He's out of breath but so are you. He smiles and you wipe the sweat off his cheeks and forehead with your thumb then kiss him softly. A bunch of sloppy kisses come after that but no words.

Just you and him and kisses.

Part 2

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yanderecandystore · 3 years

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aye, Idk if this went thou cuz it Tumblr so: I know you say to hold request like this but I wanted to ask for when you started. Maybe a yandere Imposter with a s/o who is a medic for the ship. (It a weird hc that everyone has a job on the ship) So it time for check up other med stuff. The imposter knows that the check up/computer will out them for being an imposter but it a chance to finally be alone with its 's/o'

Oh boo, what I meant about holding asks was that I was holding an anon's ask in the ask box about Yandere Among Us so that I could remember myself to write about it.

You see, a lot of people asked for it so I decided to leave this one ask about it so I could answer it later when I had the proper chapter finished.

It's not that you guys in particular need to hold your asks about Among Us, you can send them! What I tried to do was try to send a message towards the people that wanted to see more of it, that I would be doing more about it really soon.

Also, this is a gorgeous ask! I absolutely love this headcanon. I love the idea of everyone having a particular role, but also being able to do multiple tasks as the whole spaceship is destroyed-

In my Among Us fanfiction, the role of medic is played by the crewmate White, but of course the darling can be a medic in this headcanon!

Also I'll leave the color of the imposter random and out for your imagination in this headcanon, because why not?

TW/Tags: y'all mind if I went a little more… risky? 👀 Cause I think the imposter would be happy to get some "special examination" by their darling- (slight nsfw ish? At the end??) // not accurate to the game but whatevs // yes, I'm tired and therefore mumbling nonsense! // some hard simping coming from the imposter //

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Med-bae 👀 [Yandere!Among Us x Medic!Reader - Headcanon]:

So. This was a terrible idea. You know, when you said "follow me, I'll show you something cool!" they were expecting something more, well, fun?

This is not only not fun, but can also compromise their whole plan. You brought them to medbay to show them not only your favorite tech but to also convince them to let you check them out.

They were the only ones that haven't done any check ups and you needed to collect data from everyone and send it to the facility, ya know, to let them know that you're all safe in this unsafe spaceship.

"- Come on, we need to tell your family that you're healthy!"

"- I could just call them ya know?!" You two scream at each other as they're trying to hold themselves in the wall while you try to pull them inside your workplace.

Well, it could be worse, now that they think about it. There is no one here so…

"- Take off your suit and seat over there." You tell them while pointing at the examination table - "- I'll go pick some equipment, don't worry okay? It's just another checkup."

You tried to make them feel more relaxed by saying that, but they couldn't help but fear their inevitable demise. While you're gone they at least have enough time to change themselves to look more human.

Or at least to come up with something if you ever find out they aren't really the person you thought they were. Oh well, at least they can indulge themselves in the heavy amount of scent lingering around this room, it seems you have spent a lot of time here. In some weird way, this place does fit you a lot, maybe is their mind being easily infatuated by you, but the smallest of decorations or clues of you being here, like: a coat you forgot to pick up, some paperwork covered in stickers, a photo of you and what they presume to be your family.

They wonder if you miss the Earth as much as your entire crew. I mean, that would be unfortunate for them, how would they be able to accompany you back to your home? Wouldn't you prefer to stay here with them? Looking at the stars, with a long life supply of resources for a small family. It doesn't sound so bad right?

Yeah, of course it doesn't sound so bad, the only problem is that there are way, way too many people in this place! All of your crewmates take way too much of your attention and time, that is so unfair-

"- I'm back! Sorry for keeping you waiting." You said while entering the medbay in a hurry. Oh look, their anxiety has also returned! Oh goodie.

"- So, I'll do a couple physical checks and just make a couple of questions, and then I'll let you free okay?" You joke about it, no one really likes to do this, you know that, but come on! It's so simple and easy, and it's just to make sure everyone is doing fine.

"- How has it been this couple of days?" You ask coming towards them.

"- F-Fine I guess. Nothing really special, just the usual." The closer you get the hardest it is to control their heart. This is ridiculous, why does their body act like this at such a crucial moment? And why do I need to be so close in the first place!?!

You make their brains turn into mush.

"- I know this is going to sound cliche, but have you been eating healthy lately?" Oh my, their skin feels hot, maybe you should pick a thermometer! Hopefully they don't have a fever.

"- Yes, I think so." Well, would you consider eating your friends healthy? Probably not. They probably shouldn't say that out loud.

The checkup continues as "normally" as every checkup. Asking if they felt anything, if they have been staying active and eating the healthy options on board, and if they were having a generally pleasant week aboard.

Of course you probably won't notice how their face flush every time you touch or simply crush your fingers on their body, like I said, this is probably harder than any emergency meeting. Trying to keep themselves from creeping you out and from snatching you right there and then. Too close for your own safety yet too distant for their comfort.

It doesn't help that you question all the little oddities happening to their body. Why are they so hot? Why are they sweating so much? Why are they shaking so much? Are they feeling sick? Are they hurt?

No, no, no, no and no, dearest! All of these things are normal for them. That's their normal body temperature.

Oh yeah, and the shaking and sweating is just nervousness. This moment is so perfect, dearest.

Is absolutely perfect, no one can interfere. No one can stop them from being the center of your attention. No one can enter this room for now.

Of course, after so much "teasing" they couldn't control the soft purring emerging from their throats. I mean, honestly you weren't doing much? You're just so close and touchy that it was starting to provoke a new type of hunger inside them.

"- Did you… Did you just... Purr…??" You stepped back, they were acting quite strange throughout the entire checkup, but you thought they were simply shy about this.

' What the hell was going on? Why did they look like that? Why was their expression suddenly so malicious?' You thought.

Well dearest-

What would happen if… Well, the doors suddenly decided to not open? If these sound proof walls suddenly became useful for once?

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I don't why I had such a hard time writing this, I think I might have adhd-

Or maybe I just really like procrastinating, idk lol

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kpop-sports-books-series-fangirl · 3 years

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PJO/HOO - You meet for the first time

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Request form and prompt list

(Y/N) - Your name

(L/N) - Your last name

(I/S/N) - Ice-cream shop name

Will -

You were in the mall with your friends when you guys see a group of boys your age in the food court. They get something to eat and go to sit at a huge round table. You all get something to eat too before sitting at the table next to them. You look over to their table; there are 8 boys, but one catches your eye in particular. A blonde kid. You see the kid get up and you excuse yourself to go get a smoothie.

You see the kid actually go get a smoothie, so you follow him as you already want to get one too and maybe strike up a conversation. You reach the counter and order a mango smoothie, and see he does the same. While waiting for the smoothies you decide to make small talk.

“Hey! I’m (Y/N)! I haven’t seen you or your friends in this mall before, you guys new?” You say pointing to the table beside yours. “I’m Will, and I and my friends don’t live near here.” He answers. “Oh, then how long are you guys here for?” You ask. “Actually we’re leaving in about one hour.” “Oh, I was wondering if I could maybe show you around the neighborhood,” You say a little disappointed, wanting to spend more time with him. “Maybe next time, when my friends are not around” “Oh, then call me, and we can work something out,” You say taking a tissue paper and writing your number down on it, handing it to him. “I won’t be able to call often, but I’ll try,” He replies, taking the tissue and the smoothie before heading back to his table.

You take your smoothie and walk back to your table. You can't wait for the call and maybe to become friends.

Nico -

You are hanging out with your best friend. It's raining outside and you guys have nothing to do, and your (non-godly parent) is not at home. You guys decide to invite a few of your other friends for a movie night and a sleep-over. You and your best friend set up the sofas and the tv. You invite two other friends of yours from school and order pizza for dinner. You're getting changed when you hear a knock on the door. You open the door to see a boy about your age with extremely pale olive skin and black hair. “Umm… Hello?! Can I help you?” You ask not sure how to react to this situation. “I’m Nico Di Angelo, and you need to come with me right now.” “I’m sorry, I don’t know who you are and I’m kinda busy and I have to go, so sorry, but bye,” you say closing the door on his face, which you feel bad for because he was kinda cute. Just as you turn around, there is another knock at the door, this time it's your two friends you invited over.

You have an amazing night with your friends and don't give a second thought to the boy that had turned up at your door.

Percy -

You are swimming with your (non-godly parent) when they decide to go get dinner ready. You see another boy swimming, so you swim up to him. “Hey! I’m (Y/N)!” You say swimming over to him. “I’m Percy, Percy Jackson” He replies. You guys talk for a while before your (non-godly parent) calls you saying it’s time to go.

While eating dinner, you think back to the conversation you had with Percy Jackson, and you hope to meet him again.

Frank -

You stop at a cafe to get something to eat as you were getting hungry before heading home. You buy a doughnut before heading out of the cafe. Just as you walk out, it starts raining heavily. You knew you can’t get home in weather like this since you have to walk, and your house is not close by. You decide to sit in the cafe to wait for the rain to stop. As you sit down at a table a boy about your age with brown eyes, and black hair comes into the shop soaking from the rain. He is extremely tall and is wearing a purple T-shirt and jeans.

You watch him walk up to the counter and order something to drink. While waiting, he scans the cafe to see if any table is free, but they’re all taken. He finds you staring at him and you quickly look away, taking chances to look at him, and every time you do, he is staring right in your direction. When he gets his coffee, he walks straight to you and asks “Hey! You mind if I sit here, every other table is full?” You just nod, taking another bite of your doughnut. “Oh! I’m Frank, by the way, Frank Zhang.” He introduces himself. “I’m (Y/N)” You reply. “Are you from around here?” He asks. “Yes” “Then how come I don’t see you here?” You just shrug. “I don’t come out of the house often” You guys sit talking for a while waiting for the rain to stop. By the time he is done with his coffee the rain has stopped, so you bid him goodbye and take off home.

Jason -

You sit down on the bench, next to your (non-godly parent), waiting for them to announce when you can start boarding the plane. You are going on vacation for your birthday. You don’t know where we were going, it's a surprise for you and you can't sit still in your seat. You normally can’t sit still in your seat because of your ADHD, but now you are practically jumping up and down.

You see a boy your age heading this way and try to calm yourself down as not to embarrass yourself too much. He has blonde hair and electric blue eyes. He asked “Hey! Is anyone sitting there?” pointing at the seat next to me. “Nope!” You reply grinning.

“I’m Jason, by the way.” He says as he put his bag down and sat down. “(Y/N)” You say, glancing at him. “Where are you headed to?” You ask, trying to not make it an awkward silence. “I’m going to Manhattan to meet my sister.” He replies. You glance at him again, wanting to take in his appearance, but see him already studying you. “What about you?” he asks. You were really hoping he wouldn’t ask that, so you didn’t have to make a fool of yourself by saying you didn’t know.

“I don’t know.” He raises an eyebrow, asking for an explanation. “Well, you see, it was my birthday a few days ago, and this is my birthday present from my (non-godly parent), and they won’t tell me where we’re going no matter how much I pester them about it, they say I’ll see when I reach there. They even put a blindfold on me when we entered the airport so I wouldn’t see any of the signs.” You are about to continue, but you see him chuckling and shaking his head.

“What?” You ask him, crossing your hands across my chest. “Nothing, it’s just, you remind me of one of my cousins, who never stops speaking” he replies grinning. “Sorry,” You say looking away. “No, don’t need to be sorry. I think it’s kinda cute” he said. Your eyes go wide for a moment before you realize he was still looking at you. You shoot him a timid smile and open your mouth to say something when “Hey! Jason, we got to go!” someone shouts. “That’s my friend, I have to go now.” “‘Kay, bye!” You say, putting your headphones back on and blasting music, so the people next to the people next to you can hear it without problems.

Leo -

You are walking to the cycle shop with your cycle. Your (non-godly parent) had told you to get it fixed since there was something wrong with it. On the way to the shop, it suddenly starts raining and you quickly take shelter under a building, leaving the cycle in a corner.

Soon, it stops raining and you head back home. Once you reach, your (non-godly parent) asks you “Where’s the cycle?” “Oh, shit! I forgot it under the building!” you say. You were about to go and get the cycle back, when it started raining again, really heavily. It was also getting dark, so you decide to go get it tomorrow morning.

The next morning, you dress up in a hoodie and jeans before heading out to get the cycle back. Once you reach the building where you left it, you see that it is already fixed. You are shocked for a second before you hear someone chuckling from behind you. “Who’s there?” You ask. A scrawny boy with messed up brown hair and grease on his, everywhere, comes out of the shadows. He looks kind of cute.

“Who are you?” you ask. “Hi! I’m Leo!” he says, holding out his hand. “(Y/N) (L/N)” you say, taking his hand. After you shake it, you ask “Were you the one who fixed it?” referring to the cycle. “Yeah!” he says enthusiastically. “You didn’t have to! I was about to take it to the shop and get it fixed!” you say. “It’s fine! It was my pleasure,” he says.

“Thank you,” you say, smiling sweetly at him. “How can I repay you?” you ask. “Well, maybe we could go out to get coffee,” he said. You smile and roll your eyes at him but say yes. “Do you have a phone?” you ask him. “No,” he says sheepishly. “Um..then, how about I’ll give you my number and you can call me when you're free and we could plan something?” you say.

He pulls out a pen and a paper from a bag and you're surprised that he would carry that stuff with him, but nonetheless, you write down your number on the paper and hand it back to him. You say bye and go back home.

Travis -

Your baby cousin is over today and while your (non-godly parent) and your aunt and uncle are talking, you have to take your cousin to the park.

Once you got there, you left them and they start making new friends and play with them. You chuckle at this and look around to see if you could get something to eat. You see a stall selling some pretzels, so you go over and buy it, still keeping an eye on your cousin.

After you buy the pretzel, you find a bench and sit down, eating it. After a while, you see someone around your age running your way and immediately hide behind the bench. Soon enough, another version of him came running and looked around before taking off again, looking elsewhere. You laugh as the first one comes out from his hiding spot. “Hey! Sorry for that!” he says. “It’s fine,” you say smiling.

“I’m Travis by the way,” he says. “(Y/N)” you say. “That was your twin I’m guessing,” you say referring to the boy who just ran past “We get that from a lot of people! He’s actually my younger brother,” “Wow, you two look really alike! What did you do to make him so mad?” You ask laughing. “Oh, I may or may not have dropped water on him to wake him up,” he says.

You laugh again. He runs off as his brother comes back looking for him.

Connor -

You were making your way to the ice cream shop where you work. It was a Saturday and supposed to be your day off, but the person whose shift it was, called in sick. You entered the shop with a ding, making your presence known by everyone in it. You smile at your co-workers as you head into the back to change into your uniform.

After you change into your uniform, you head back out. you looked up as you heard a ding, which meant a customer was here. “Hello and welcome to (I/S/N)!” “Hello!” The person says. “What would you like today? A mint chocolate chip would brighten your day! It is my personal favorite!” You say cheerily, as is required by your job. “What flavors are there?” he asked. You look down and name a few of the flavors that are always sold out.

“Okay….” he said, contemplating which ice cream to choose. You knew the struggle, with so many options, you just don’t know which ice cream to choose. While he was deep in thought, you took in his appearance. He was tall, skinny, and had a mop of brown hair that hung over his blue eyes. “I’d like to take a vanilla scoop in a cone please!” he says, pulling you out of your thoughts. “Oh, plain and simply perfect! Seems like an amazing choice for a sunny day!” You say.

You take a scoop of the vanilla ice cream, put it in a cone, and hand it over to him. He hands you the money, thank you, and walks out of the shop. A minute or so later, he walks in again, empty-handed. You wondered how he finished his ice cream so fast. “So, would you like anything else?” You ask him. “Yes, I’ll take a chocolate ice cream please!” You gave him what he wanted, and he paid you.

This happened a few more times. He kept coming back within a minute. The last time he came in, you were about to ask him to take whatever he wants in one go and to stop coming back all the time, but this time, two of him walked in. You rubbed your eyes to confirm that this was not a dream. It wasn’t, then what was happening? Then it struck you, they must be twins! You had just gotten pranked.

They ordered something together and went off. You were too shocked to say anything. You were putting the money into the cash register when you realized there was a slip of paper. It read:

Hey! xxx xxx xxx

Call me when you're free.

From the more handsome brother, Connor

Luke -

You were not able to sleep and your throat was dry, so you went to get a glass of water for yourself. As you walked down the stairs, you thought you heard a noise coming from the hall, but since you watched a scary movie before sleeping, you thought you just imagined it and went straight to the kitchen. You got a glass from the shelf and turned to go to the tap when you heard another noise as if someone was breaking into your house.

You picked up one of the golfing clubs, in case you needed it, and slowly made your way into the hall. You heard some noises talking, and took one more step, but that was your mistake, it made a creaking noise, and everything suddenly went silent. You mentally scolded me. “Who’s there?” You call out. There was no reply so you stepped out to see a 12-year-old girl and a 14-year-old boy, which was around your age, holding swords and looking alert. “Why do you have swords in your hands? I’m calling the police.” You say as you frantically look for a phone. “Hey!” The girl calls holding your wrist. “Leave my hand,” You say, trying to tug it out of her grip, but she was strong.

It was now time for the boy to speak. “Hey! Don’t worry, we’re not going to hurt you. We were just looking out if someone was coming to hurt us. Please don’t call the police! My friend here is hurt, so we came looking for a first aid kit or something” Just then you noticed the 7-year-old come out from behind the boy. You see a nasty cut along her arm. Your eyes softened a bit when you saw this, the others seemed to notice this, and the girl left my hand.

“Ok, wait here and don’t touch a thing,” You tell them before going back into the kitchen where the first aid kit is kept. You found it and took it back to the Hall. You take the small kid over to one of the sofas and sit her down before saying “You can sit down if you like” You say to the other two. They take a seat before you open the kit. “So what’s your name?” You ask, trying to distract her from the pain. “Annabeth. And that’s Luke and Thalia.” She says pointing to the boy and girl respectively. You nod and ask how old she is. “I’m seven years old” You take a little more with her before you finish up bandaging her hand.

“Done!” You say as you start putting the unused things back into the box. You're suddenly tackled into a hug by Annabeth. “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” she practically shouts in your ear. “You're welcome,” You say, patting her unhurt hand.

“I’m not going to ask how that happened, but I am going to say this: Whatever you guys do be careful,” You say as you walk them to the door. “I didn’t catch your name,” Luke said. “Oh right!” You say facepalming yourself. “I’m (Y/N)” “(Y/N), that’s a beautiful name” Luke replies. You blush and hope they don’t see it in the dark.

“Wait here one sec,” You say before dashing into the Hall, grabbing a piece of paper and a pen and scribbling down your number, and going back to them. “Here, that’s my number. Call me if you need anything okay? And here are some painkillers for you, if you need them.” You say handing it to them. They nod thankfully and you are pulled into one last hug by all of them before they say their goodbyes and head out.

A/N: Hey guys! This is my first preference! DM me if you'd like me to add in some of the girls as well!! Hope you liked it!

-TheBlueBookworm is out~~!!!

#percy jackson #pjo preferences #percy jackson x reader #pjo fanfic #nico di angelo #jason grace #luke castellan #travis stoll #connor stoll #will solace #frank zhang

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avelera · 3 years

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Hi! I love going through your ADHD tag. A lot of it is so informative but I like reading your personal experiences and seeing that I'm not the only one feeling the way I am. So, thank you for putting that out there! I had a question for you regarding the diagnosis of ADHD and, please if you feel uncomfortable or don't want to answer, please feel free to just ignore this! For over 5-6 years, I've been quite sure that I have ADHD. However, in the past (and currently, actually) I haven't been in a position to seek out a therapist or get a diagnosis. I've also heard it's really expensive to get a diagnosis. Would you be okay with talking about how you found someone to talk to about a potential diagnosis and what the process of getting a diagnosis looks like? I found some stuff online but it's been pretty vague and generally along the lines of "it differs on a case-by-case basis." Thank you, again, for the tag and for all the stuff you write! <3

Hey there Anon! Happy to share my experience.

Ok, so here's the privileges I had which might mitigate the value of my advice in some situations but 1) I'm in the US (specifically, the northeast) where ADHD is taken pretty seriously and while not spoken of openly in all professional circles, getting a diagnosis in most cases doesn't run up against cultural taboos that would prevent treatment 2) I have health insurance through my job and 3) I was in a position to seek therapy when I got my diagnosis for unrelated life stuff. It was the therapist who referred me to a psychiatrist who got me meds and later I found this AMAZING psychiatrist in my area who helped me work through multiple medications until I found the right fit (however, she had a 4 month waitlist before I could work with her. Worth it! But I had an ongoing prescription during that time, I just wasn't sure it was the right one).

Gonna cut here to go into more specifics:

- I was diagnosed when I mentioned to my therapist (while pretty much shaking with fear that I would look like some kind of amphetamine addict looking for a fix or a kid looking for party drugs) that I kinda sorta maybe had ADHD destroying my life and she basically went, "Oh yeah, that's been obvious since Day 1 when you wouldn't look me in the eye while speaking." So... lol, basically you're probably not nearly as subtle as you think to a trained professional if you have it.

- When I dared to ask if she could help me get medication her response was, "Yeah, sure, here's a number, call them and tell them I sent you as a referral." It was that difficult.

- That person kinda sucked and there's a bunch of annoying bureaucracy BUT when I mentioned this to my general practitioner doctor he was like "If they suck I can hold you over with prescriptions until you find a new person." No, he did not question me. Literally no actual medically trained person I've ever spoken to has shown any concern that I might be lying or faking or whatever, they've all be scrupulously helpful and even apologetic at all the hoops.

- The first time I tried Adderall I had a near out-of-body experience with how easy life suddenly became. Fear of emails just melted away. I got a week's worth of work that had been HAUNTING me done in an afternoon. HOWEVER, that level of euphoria only happened the one time, and that's pretty universal that you'll cry with relief the first time you use it then if you don't get the right medication you will chase that high incorrectly. For me, the correct medication turned out to be extended-release, 25 mg (relatively low) generic adderall and this is after a year of the "fancier" Vyvanse that was supposed to be smoother (and it was, compared to single release adderall which made me want to chew nails I was so stressed).

- The downside with ANY single release for me though, it turned out (even relatively smooth Vyvanse) was that when I crashed at the end of the day I absolutely craved alcohol, or sugar, some kind of pick-me-up. I thought I was an alcoholic. I was legit scared by how bad I needed alcohol at the end of the day, until I switched to slow release and the cravings just melted away. I still like drinking but the craving went away once I was no longer crashing and I've been so much better since.

- My advice to people is: if your circumstances don't preclude you (financially, culturally, etc.) drop a few inquiries to psychiatrists in your area. They will not laugh at you. They will not report you. Just say you think you have ADHD and you'd like professional help seeing if your self-diagnosis is correct and getting medication if so (which is why you need a psychiatrist, not a therapist. Therapists can't necessarily get you a prescription). Every medical professional I've worked with has been enormously helpful and understanding, your brain is lying to you when it says you're going to get arrested or something for just asking. That is dumb. That is desperation-brain, not reality.

Put out a few requests so if someone is overloaded or busy you have backups. You will have to do a couple scary professional emails or calls, maybe speak to your insurance, but I PROMISE you it is worth it. The light at the end of the tunnel is you have to do this one scary thing but the reward is this thing will never be scary again after.

And it is totally, totally worth it.

#adhd

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bqstqnbruin · 4 years

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Three times he said it as a friend and once as something more

Hello, hello. I’m still working on the Nick Robertson request but wow I don’t want you to hate me for it because it is actual trash right now and I’m sorry. But I’m also working on B&W part 3, so there’s that!

This was requested from that fluffs prompt list, which I think I’m done with now because honestly, it’s so far deep at this point, and I’m so lazy.

I hope you like it!

46. Why should we date?

47. Because we’re attracted to each other

48. I’m attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie.

__________________________

one

“Next time I see you, I really do expect you to be a professional athlete,” you tell Charlie, the two of you laying on a blanket in his backyard, enjoying the last few hours of sunlight on his last night in town. The next morning, he would be leaving to go to BU to play hockey. It wasn’t even that far, but him not living at home, and you going to school in Vermont meant him no longer driving you to school each morning, you no longer going over with dinner your mom made when she knew he and his parents were running around because of his games, no more walking next door whenever you needed to talk to instead of calling him. The memories would last forever, but those moments were now just part of the past.

“Are you not gonna come see me play at BU at all? What about when we play UVM?” he says, turning his head to look you.

Turning to him, you roll your eyes, “Ok, fine. Then I expect you to be a professional athlete in the next three years.”

“Whatever,” he says, laughing.

You sit there in silence, taking in what is probably one of the last moments for a while that you two will be able to spend a lot of time together.

“Remember how we became friends?” he asks, sitting up.

You follow suit, laughing at the memory that he just triggered. You were neighbors since your family moved to Weymouth, but you weren’t automatically friends because of it. “Well, duh. We sat across from each other in Family Consumer Science. We, of course, always finished the work early because we’re great, and we played pencil hockey for like thirty minutes before Mrs. Grace yelled at us for distracting the other two at our table.”

“The fact that you ever finished your work fast in that class is still amazing. You get distracted by everything and can’t focus on anything.”

“Yeah, well,” you shrug it off. You sit there thinking of all the other good memories you had with him; sitting across from each other in US history and joking about all the mistakes you made while texting, the nights when you would walk around Boston Common once your parents trusted you out on your own, the last minute Bruins tickets he would get and force you to go along with him to the games.

“Did you ever think about what our lives would have been like if we dated?”

“What?” you ask, shocked. There was no way the two of you would ever date. He was destined to be a professional hockey player, traveling the US and Canada with whatever NHL team wanted him. You could never date someone that wasn’t going to be there when you needed them. And you couldn’t ask him to give up your dream for you. Yes, you were overthinking this, but best case scenario is that you had dated throughout high school and ended things tonight.

“Most people thought we were dating, anyway. What if we actually had?”

“Then we probably would have broken up tonight because long distance relationships from high school never work. Look at Andrea and Eric from last year, she went to Holy Cross and he only went to UConn and they could never make it work so they broke up. Or Josh and Maggie two years ago; he went to Ohio and ended up transferring to UMass so he could be with her and he loved Ohio State.”

“Too bad we never even gave it a chance.”

You look at him, shocked. “Did you want to?”

His only response was shrugging, a smile on his face as he lays back down on the blanket. You stay sitting up, thinking about what he just said. Did he want to date you all this time and never said anything until now? And why the hell would he do something like that anyway? You weren’t going to see him until at least Thanksgiving, which means that now you have to hyper fixate on this one memory until you see him again.

“Hey,” he says, snapping you out of it.

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

two

Your phone lights up, causing you to tear your eyes away from the essay you had been writing that’s due in a few hours. Due to your great talent for procrastinating, you were, of course, finishing the paper at the last minute. The picture of you two in the Coyle’s front yard on your first day of school in six grade shows up on your screen, meaning Charlie was calling you. It had been forever since the two of you last talked; with you being in school and him trying to make it as a hockey player in Minnesota, your schedules never gave you a free moment to talk for more than a passing moment.

“Hey, stranger,” you say, not hiding the smile on your face even though you were out in public. You hated showing any sort of emotion that would provoke someone to come up to you and start talking to you, but seeing Charlie’s name come up on your phone with something other than a text automatically made you smile.

“Stranger? You know who I am.” You could tell by his voice that he was jokingly acting offended.

“Yeah, you’re Zach Parise, right?” you tease.

You hear the laugh you miss so much on the other end, “How have you been?”

“Uh, stressed, lately, so nothing new.”

“Why?”

“Homework, papers, and exams.”

“Oh, my.” You both start laughing at the accidental joke he made, “Why so much stuff?”

“It’s midterms, babe.”

“So I assume that you’re working right now?”

“Yep, it’s eight pm, the paper is due at midnight and I still have four more pages to write.”

` “I’m so glad that your work ethic hasn’t changed since high school.”

“Ok, rude! I have good work ethic, I just also have strong procrastination skills.”

“You probably have ADHD,” he says.

“Well, yes, but that’s a different story.”

“What’s your weekend look like? I want to catch up when you don’t have a lot of work to do.”

“Uh, I should be good.”

“Alright, get back to the paper.”

“I will. Love ya.”

“Love you, too.”

three

“Oh, come on! We practically live together. You can’t deny that something is going on between us!” Charlie argues, pacing around the kitchen as you make dinner. This conversation between the two of you was becoming a weekly one, slowly getting on your nerves to the point where you would consider moving just to get away from it.

“Because what happens if we break up? We’ve been friends since we were in middle school. Do you really want to throw all that away?” you say, turning to him, putting your hand on your hip.

“I just think we should go out as more than friends just once.”

“And how would that be different than all the other times that we go out together?”

“Because then I could do things like hold your hand and flirt with you?”

“I’m like ninety percent sure you already flirt with me.”

“Y/N.”

“Why should we date, Charlie?”

“Because we’re attracted to each other?”

“And I’m attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date pie,” you roll your eyes, turning your attention back to the stove.

“You’re seriously equating me to pie right now? I have never seen you eat pie, therefore, that argument is invalid.”

“Since when do you say things like therefore, and invalid?”

“Seriously, Y/N. You know I have wanted to date you since we were in middle school, but something always came up. You know I love you. You know I always have.”

You turn back to him, trying to make eye contact, but something in you just can’t. Your timing was never right. Once you were old enough to date, the two of you were never single at the same time. Actually, that isn’t true. You were both single for a brief period of time while he was playing with the Sea Dogs and you were still at UVM. This was the first time that both of you were single and in the same town.

“Charlie, you know that I love you, too. But this can not happen. We can’t risk breaking up and ruining what we have.”

He exhales, obviously disappointed. You were, too, but you couldn’t let that show. You wanted nothing more than to be with him, but you couldn’t let all those years of friendship go away if things didn’t work out between the two of you. “Fine.”

once

“Remember when you wouldn’t date me?” he asks over the sound of everyone around you.

“Remember when you were less annoying?” you roll your eyes. You look around to see so many other couples and families filling in the tables around you. Everyone looked so happy, just like you were.

You and Charlie had been together now for a year, him finally wearing you down and convincing you to let him take you on a date. He promised you that even if you stopped dating, your friendship would never end because, at this point, you were in too deep anyway. He told you he had this whole evening planned for your anniversary, complete with a walk around the Boston Common like you used to do when you were kids, dinner at Terramia, your favorite restaurant, and for dessert, he was taking you to Mike’s Pastries for the cannoli you loved so much.

“No, never,” he smirks, reaching out across the table to take your hand.

You had to admit, all the things he had said trying to convince you to date him were right; nothing was really that different between the two of you besides the intimacy that wasn’t there before. “You’re never letting me live that down, are you?”

“No.”

You roll your eyes at him. You didn’t want to inflate the ego of the man who didn’t even know how to use the oven by telling him he was right that you two dating was fine.

“Hey,” he says, like that last night before he went off to college.

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

You smile, thinking back to all those times you told each other those three words, them meaning something completely platonic. “I love you, too.”

#charlie coyle #charlie coyle imagines #boston bruins #boston bruins imagines #bruins #bruins imagines #hockey #hockey imagines #nhl #nhl imagines #i think it might be cheating since i used them all in a row i'm sorry oops

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commodorecliche · 3 years

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not to get hella personal on main but i gotta rant... so... putting it under the readmore cause it’s... a lot of drama.

having my in-laws living for 6+ months rent fucking free in my house, the house that i OWN, is decimating my mood... like, my home is no longer a place of solace for me, and it’s driving me insane. there is nowhere in my OWN HOME that i feel like i have sufficient privacy. my mother in law is home all day, and she cleans, which sounds nice, except she goes into my bedroom and bathroom EVERY GODDAMN DAY and rearranges all my shit, moves all my meds around, and god knows what else. i have shit in the drawers i don’t want her seeing. i do not need her going through my fucking MEDS. plus, i have freaking ADHD. i have PLACES for everything, and if something isn’t where i EXPECT it to be, it’s like it doesn’t exist. i’ve forgotten to take my meds more times than i ever have before since they moved in.

i haven’t had the chance to COOK in my OWN KITCHEN in MONTHS because she insists on cooking every single night, and all of it is food that is way too heavy for me (lots of butter, grease, lots of red meat; i eat VERY little red meat usually...) but i don’t say anything because i’m too fucking conflict avoidant to create drama.

there is ZERO room in my OWN FRIDGE because they go grocery shopping TWICE A WEEK and pack the damn thing through. i went to the store today to buy some stuff for me and my husband, and i bought TEN things, only five of which had to go in the freezer and fridge, and I had to spend 20 minutes rearranging both just to CREATE room for MY shit in MY fridge.

our bills have gone up dramatically - our power bill is up by over $100 every single month. our water is up almost $100 every month. and they don’t pay us. once in a while they’ll toss a little money at us, but for the most part, they never do. they’ve been here for 6+ months and they’ve given us a total of maybe $400. we didn’t want to ask them for money, because the expectation was that they would be saving to get their OWN place ASAP. but there is ZERO talk of them getting their own place. if we ask, we get a vague “oh we looked at an apartment”. i tried setting up a tour for an apartment complex I used to live at, and they just didn’t go.

if they aren’t at the house, i’m stuck babysitting their dog, who literally cannot be left alone in the house, because if my MIL isn’t there, she will constantly poop and pee all over the house. i don’t know how to fix that.. she isn’t my dog, so i don’t know what to do. it’s a serious separation anxiety this poor dog has, and i have no idea how to fix it, because i’m not her human. plus, it’s not my responsibility to train THEIR dog. if i keep the dog in the backyard, she gets lonely and barks constantly, if i put her in her kennel, she barks. i have to make sure that dog is GLUED to my side at all times if my MIL isn’t home so she doesn’t freak out and so she doesn’t use the bathroom all over my house.

fuck man, i had to BEG my in-laws to take their dog to the fucking vet to get some prescription flea medication for her, because my MIL would just “comb out all the fleas” before coming inside, which, we all know doesn’t work. and the dog was giving my cats fleas! my indoor cats, who haven’t had a single flea on them in over 5 years!

and all that is just the tip of the iceberg.

i can hardly get my husband to talk to them, because he knows they’ll freak out if he makes even the simplest of requests. and it’s just not my PLACE to talk to them about this stuff, because they’re HIS parents, not mine. and i understand why he’s scared to talk to them, but i’m starting to feel so resentful that he won’t just... stand up for me to them. on top of that, having them around is super detrimental to his mental health too, so we’ve been arguing more than we EVER have before, because there’s just so much stress in our own home. we hardly EVER used to argue, now it feels like we’re just... snapping at each other, and short with each other, and constantly tense.

i feel like there is no peace or solace or respite in my own home. i’m starting to hate coming home because i know that i’m not going to have any time to myself, and i know all my meds are going to moved around or hidden in new places. while i’m always excited to see my husband, because i adore him, i’m also hesitant to come home because i’m worried we’ll bicker and it’ll just drive my mood down more. my house doesn’t feel like mine anymore, even though i pay the damn mortgage. there’s nowhere i can feel creative and on my own - i have barely written or drawn or painted since they moved here. it has put a HUGE damper on my creativity and it’s killing me. i feel like i’m spiraling.

we did start seeing a couple’s therapist so that we can deal with this as a team... but this shit is killing me...

sorry, i know this was long, and super personal, but this is literally the only place i can get these thoughts out...

#text #personal #shut up lindsey

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put-a-lil-alright-in-the-world · 4 years

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do you headcanon beej as autistic/adhd? if so, would you share some hcs?

anon, you know the way to my heart! to answer your first question, yes and yes. to answer your second question, HELLS YES!

here are some hcs!

ok so beej has autism and adhd, both of which Juno wrote off as him being “sloppy”, “lazy”, “weird”, etc.

when he moved into the deetz-maitlands household, though, they started to notice that something was a bit off

it started with the stimming, something which beej had never been skilled at concealing

a lot of his stims (especially the ones he does when stressed) are blatantly obvious- things like vocal stims (humming, repetition, echolalia), and physical ones (rocking, tapping his hands, biting/chewing things), so they weren’t really possible to hide

and there were a lot of little things that you wouldn’t really pay much attention to unless you were actively searching for them: the way beej seemed to be absolutely obsessed with bugs, how it seemed like he was waging an internal war with himself whenever he made eye contact with someone

the deetzes were the first to notice, since lydia does some of the same things (autistic!lydia ftw!), but at first they wrote it off as “hey maybe it’s just a demon thing”

then, during a family movie night, when everyone was yelling at the cheesy horror movie on tv, knocking stuff over, the volume was too loud, and it sent beej into a textbook sensory overload meltdown

when the fam noticed, at first beej was terrified that this would be the last straw for them- that this would be the last “weird beetlejuice thing” that they were willing to endure before kicking him out, so he tried to apologize; choking out “i’m so sorry-sorry-sorry” through gasping sobs

when the family managed to calm him down, they eventually got to talking; asking beej why he melted down, what it felt like, you know the drill

it didn’t take long after that for them to deduce that he had autism, and they do their best to make him feel safe and comfortable

they buy those super-strong chewy necklaces in bulk to stop him biting on his hands like he did before, and try to turn his room into a quiet place full of stim toys and stuff to help him feel more chill

charles is surprisingly good at helping beej with panic attacks, overloads, and meltdowns. something about his calm, matter of fact manner combined with 15 years of helping lydia through the same thing make him an ideal candidate

they were initially a bit (read: EXTREMELY) awkward with each other, but it doesn’t take long for beej to start seeking charles out of his own accord, whether he needs help fixing a casualty of his latest prank, someone to listen to him, or even just a calming presence to sit with

it takes a few more months for them to notice the adhd, though

he’s bored, wandering around the house while lydia does homework, charles is at work, and the maitlands are working on their model when he stumbles across delia meditating

well, less stumbles and more forces his way into her room in an effort to figure out just what was going on behind the closed door

she invites him to try some meditation to “balance his chakras”, and he accepts the invitation with perhaps too much enthusiasm (“im gonna have the most balanced goddamn chakras you’ve ever seen!” “what do you mean that’s not how meditation works?”)

however, when they actually get to the sitting still and quieting your mind part of the whole meditation thing, beej can barely seem to handle 8 seconds before he a) blurts out a thought that just crossed his mind or b) groans that his mind won’t “shut the hell up”

delia knows that meditation isn’t for everyone, but for some reason she keeps thinking about how he struggled long after he leaves, about twenty minutes later

suddenly, the pieces start assembling in her mind

beej, who is always fidgeting at least one part of his body, even if it means sprouting new limbs to make that possible

beej, who was so excited for the maitlands to help him learn to read (yes beej is illiterate), but just got up and left after no more than 20 minutes of sitting

beej, who paces constantly, loses his train of thought, and seems like the most scatterbrained guy to ever walk the face of the earth or netherworld

the next day, after giving herself sufficient time to mull the situation over, delia approaches beej again, and asks if he wants to go for a walk

they walk around the property, delia trying her best to stay nonchalant as she asks beej questions about his struggles paying attention, keeping still, remembering things, and by the end of it she’s sure- he’s a textbook case, after all

after talking to charles and the maitlands that evening to get their opinions, she sits down with beej and explains their suspicions

beej deflects, at first (“god nerfed me with not one, but two mental illnesses because he knew I’d be too powerful otherwise”), but eventually starts to take it in, and realizes exactly how much this explained

why he could never seem to finish a task unless he could get himself hooked on it

how an hour for everyone else either felt like 2 minutes or 9 days to him

why every bit of possible rejection felt like a stab to the chest with Bad Art

he starts learning how to cope with it all a bit better. lydia shows him online articles for how to deal with symptoms, delia helps him do some beginners guided meditations, and everyone just supports him

on the bad days, when RSD is hitting hard and he feels absolutely worthless, he often turns to the maitlands

they don’t have much knowledge of adhd beyond what they read about in their child psych books when they were alive, but them just being themselves is enough to help beej

barbara puts on disney movies, and cards her fingers through his hair while they watch. sometimes, beej will curl up on the couch, his head on her lap, and fall asleep. she doesn’t mind, she knows he gets nightmares; wakes up screaming some nights, or sobs into his pillow when he thinks that nobody else is awake to hear it

adam sits on the couch, beej’s head on his shoulder, and reads aloud to him. he follows the words with his finger as a quiet way of helping beej learn the words. even though it’s an awkward angle, he wraps one arm around beej, holding him tightly

anyways beej has a family who loves and supports him and autistic/adhd beej holds a special place in my heart

these were really fun! i’ve never actually written hcs before and this list got hella long, but feel free to request more, y’all! i don’t write x reader (just not good at it) or beetleb*bes (ew. go to hell), but request anything else, y’all!

#beetlejuice the musical #beetlejuice #btmtmtm #autistic!beetlejuice #autistic beej #adhd!beetlejuice #delia deetz #charles deetz #lydia deetz #barbara maitland #adam maitland #lawrence beetlejuice shoggoth #remy writes #hc tag

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FAQ

I'm answering the most frequently asked questions I get, and offering an explanation to some issues that have arisen.

Here you’ll find answer for a range of questions, from what my stance is on Fic Requests, to what the COA is, to why I’m so flaky.

If you have a question that isn’t answered here, send it in.

Q: When will Fics be updated?

A: I don't know. I write whatever, whenever. Could be its updated every day, could be its not updated for months. I'm doing this in my free time, so I don't have to follow a schedule. I do not answer asks about this anymore, as I've answered it so many times, and it says it in my bio.

Q: Can I be on your taglist?

A: I have several Taglists, for different characters/stories, as well as an Everything taglist. You can absolutely be on it, provided that it's not closed.

Q: I sent you a message, but you never replied, why not?

A: Chances are I either never got it, or I haven't got to it yet. If I haven't answered it after a while then you likely either asked a question about Fic updates, or being on Taglists that are closed. I don't answer those.

Q: Why don't you reply to all your comments on your fics?

A: Between private messages, Ao3, and Tumblr comments, I don't have the emotional capability to answer everything anymore. I have pretty bad anxiety, and social interaction confuses me. I have to focus a lot of energy into replying, and it has started taking several hours a day for me to do. I can't keep that up anymore. I read all the comments, and some get screenshotted and kept for rainy days, I deeply appreciate all of them.

Q: I have a personal problem that has nothing to do with fandom or Tumblr, would it be OK to talk to you about it?

A: Absolutely. You can inbox or direct message me and I'll do whatever I can to help, be that giving advice or just lending an ear. I know how important a friendly shoulder can be, and I'll always be there for anyone who needs that from me.

Q: I saw you reblog a post from a known Peadophile/Racist/ Terf/Homophobix/sexist/ user. Did you mean to do that?

A: Absolutely not. If you ever see my reblog or interact with anyone like that, please tell me so I can remove it and block them.

Q: Do you take writing Commissions?

A: I do not. I have a Ko-fi to raise funds for my pupper brothers surgery, but that's not an obligation. I toyed with the idea of offering commissions to those who donated, but since I take requests anyway, it seemed redundant.

And I'm not a skilled enough writer to do commisons for non-fanfic stuff.

Q: I see you post stuff about something called the COA, what's that?

A: The COA is The Council of Authors, another blog I run with @whatcouldgowrong-ohthat & @buckyreaderrecs It's to help other writers get feedback, reblogs and comments on their fics, by all working together as a community.

Q: You don't reblog a lot of other writers stuff, isn't that a bit hypocritical?

A: I do, but I don't read a lot of fanfiction anymore. I find more and more, that I am very easily triggered, by often mundane things. I also don't read OC stuff, due to my problem with names. But I want to support other writers, so um trying to get over my anxiety, and that's why I created the COA.

Q: You talk about your mental health all the time. What's actually wrong with you?

A: I get this question a lot, usually worded a lot less politely.

Borderline Personality Disorder, ADHD, Insomnia, Social Anxiety Disorder, Panic DISORDER and PTSD. In the past I suffered from Paranoid delusions and dissociative amnesia.

I've been receiving mental health support for these since I was 5 years old, from medication and therapy, to hospitalisation. Currently, I live in supported housing, so I can maintain some kind of independence.

Q: I wrote a Fic and I want you to beta read it for me, will you do that?

A: I'm sorry, but no. I don't feel comfortable doing that. It's a minefield for me, between triggers, anxiety, and not being that confident in my own skills. I can offer general writing tips from my own experience, but I don't specifically read for people unless I'm already close with them and feel comfortable enough to tell them how I feel.

Q: I've tried to start a conversation with you, but you just blanked me?

A: Not on purpose! I'm so sorry. I'm really really bad at remembering to respond, and it's not personal, I swear. Sometimes I spend forever trying to word my response in my head and then forget to actually send it. Sometimes I'll look away from my screen for two seconds and my attention span will go somewhere else like the rude hoe it is, and I think I've responded to you. If you have to nudge me, you can totally do that. If you can't be bothered trying to keep me in line, I totally don't blame you 😂

Q: Can I be your friend?

A: I don't know why you would want to be, but yes! I love making new friends, and my personal blog is @just-Kara-no-hats

Q: Do you take requests?

A: I do, though it may take me a while to get them done. I don't do them in any particular order, just as inspiration strikes. I'll write for most MCU character except Peter Parker (Romantic/sexual, I'll write him platonically), Dr Strange (I just don't like him), Carol Danvers (I have zero emotional connection with her, makes her impossible for me to write for).

Q: Will you write Smut?

A: Yip. M/F, M/M, F/F. All are fine. I won't write it for underage characters though.

Q: Do you write Dark Fics?

A: Some of my fics have a lot of violence and past child abuse. I don't write non/dub con stuff though. I have nothing against, and follow some amazing authors who do write them, but I don't write it myself.

Q: What will you not write?

A: Anything with kids. I've done pregnant readers in the past, but that's as far as I went, and even that was too much for me. So no parental readers, no pregnancy, no breeding.

I don't feel comfortable with writing age-play, daddy/little's, Brat kinks, bodily fluid kinks.

Other than that, you're best just asking me.

Q: Who is the dog you're always posting pictures of?

A: My little brother, Seren. My dad lives 5 doors down from me, with Seren. He's the apple of my eye.

#FAQ

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