ive always been aware that the issues i had being medicated as a child for adhd were sort of my fault since i didnt ever bring up changing medications. however, now that i think about it, i dont know why my doctor didnt. why my mom didnt. i wouldnt eat a solid meal from 8am-4pm 5 out of 7 days of the week. why didnt they change my medication. they both knew i was skipping meals.
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Sometimes I think back to all the times growing up that I was told that I was too fat/ugly/stupid/etc. to be worth loving and feel like it was not just terrible parenting but an actual magic curse. And that that same curse now follows me everywhere like a can tied to a sad dog's tail, keeping everyone away and leaving me empty
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soo mad bro my mom told me i might feel more motivated to do things if i wasn't constantly surrounded by a giant mess and now im cleaning my room and it's fucking working. i'll never live thjs down
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oh my gosh the proposal fic from the list of wips you posted would be SO GOOD, i’m such a slut for friends to fiancés and also the post-lightning trauma is such a goldmine that i am starved for. if you had the time and wanted to post a sentence or a scene from that one i would be obsessed!!
also side note the trapped buck and chris fic you just did absolutely tore me to shreds you’re so very good at this
Proposal fic is actually the first fic I started writing for this fandom! I’ve thought about it so much I just need to uh keep writing it. Here’s a bit from awhile after Buck realizes he’s engaged but awhile before he realizes he returns Eddie’s affections.
"You talked about me to Frank?"
"I mean, yeah," Eddie says, looking kind of uncomfortable. "You're… yeah. I talked about you."
"Did you think about this before the lightning strike?"
"Think about what?" He turns his head to look up at the ceiling.
"About… me. About us."
Eddie's jaw works. "Yeah. I dunno. Yeah."
"I'm sorry," Buck says, putting his hand on Eddie's arm. Eddie turns to face him again, looking like he's ready to object to Buck's train of thought.
"Why?"
"It must have been lonely." Eddie's skin is warm beneath his palm. "I don't like when we're not on the same page."
They're laying close enough together that Buck feels his sharp exhale against his cheek. Eddie's expression is hard to parse, but there's some wonder and some pain and some amusement in there. He leans forward to press a quick kiss to the side of Buck's mouth. "You're very sweet."
Also thank you 💛💛💛
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