#gonna go make soup for myself now i deserve that

[elliestrapp]

hii i hope you’re doing well!!

this might be a weird request but can you make a gf!ellie x sick!reader where you text her ur sick and she wants to come over and take care of you? kind of like a comfort one song i’ve been sick recently :’)

thank youu

aww im sorry youre sick bby :(( get well soon and i love this request!

(and yes ellies contact name is munch)

cw: no warnings, lmk if you find anyy

ellie has always had a soft spot for you, since you'd been friends for years before ellie confessed her love to you her obsession with you has only grown. when you messaged her at 8pm on a random thursday, she replied immediately.

you were in a bitchy mood from how stuffed up your nose was and how much you were coughing and ellie could tell. she got in her beat up minty green pickup truck, which looked like it had been through both world wars, and drove to your apartment.

you were wrapped up in a fuzzy blanket sobbing into your couch, with the tv playing "Friends" and a box of tissues next to you. you hadn't bothered to pick up the used tissues on the floor and was way too exhausted to even get up to make food. once you heard the blaring noise of ellie's truck engine, you tried to wipe some of your tears but more just came falling down your cheeks like a stormy day. you heard her keys in the doorknob and tried to hide your face so she couldn't see what a mess you were but she was already sitting next to you on the sofa.

"hey, babes... why are you crying, love?" she asked in a sympathetic tone, rubbing your back and tilting your chin to look at her with her other hand.

"i feel like shit, i can't even take care of myself." you said through rushed breaths, your nose running and you shifted your face into ellie's chest. "can you just hold me?"

you ask, wiping your nose with another tissue. ellie nods quickly and holds her arms open, making room for you in between her legs. you quickly get up and wrap your legs around her waist, engulfing her into your blanket that was still around you.

"it'll be okay, baby, im here now.. do you want me to make you some soup?" you nodded slowly and got off of her, wiping your eyes once more. by now ellie had already taken off her signature gray hoodie (which had belonged to you 90% of the time), and was walking around in one of her little white tank tops you loved, hugging her body perfectly. ellie walked over to your small kitchen and started making some chicken noodle soup, obviously the one with the alphabet noodles.

so there you were, curled up in a ball on the couch with ellie's hoodie on, taking in her scent. shortly after els came in with a bowl of steaming chicken soup, all smiley and lovey dovey when you had dark under eyes and you looked exhausted.

"shh, baby.. here's your soup, yeah?" ellie spoke in a soothing tone, taking notice of how you said your head was pounding like a kick drum. you smiled and took the warm bowl in your hands, ellie going back to cradling you. you were just oh so tired, but you finally felt calm and at ease with ellie and she chuckled when she felt your muscles relax under her heavenly touch.

"thanks, els.. for everything, i really don't deserve you" you said calmly once you finsihed your soup. you smiled tiredly up at her and kissed her cheek.

" 'm gonna get you sick, babe" you chuckled, but she just smiled and kissed the top of your head back. "i don't mind, as long as i'm taking care of you i'm happy." you nuzzled your head into ellie's chest and she put another blanket over the two of you, stroking your hair.

"get some rest, angel. you need it, and i'm here now." you were already starting to doze off and the sound of the fireplace crackling and the rain outside your window. all of the noises, the tv, the fireplace, the rain, the candle next to you sounded so soothing and you were soon off to sleep. ellie stayed up, rubbing your back and your head while watching tv and hummed a soothing song to keep you asleep.

"i love you, baby." she said quietly before dozing off to sleep under you.

first fic so ill improve!!

#ellie williams x reader #ellie tlou #ellie the last of us #fluff #wlw #lesbian

[lostarchivesoforpheus]

`•- Rest Your Head

antonio paganini x gn reader

prompt: free space

warnings: physical touch, not proofread (yet), this is so rushed im sorry :,,)) might rewrite it later

a/n: i have literally been wanting to write for antonio for almost 2 months but i had so much requests to finish. i still have some requests but i wanna focus on the event and i am unbelievably happy that i finally get to write about him oml

"What are you doing out of bed?"

You jumped slightly as Antonio suddenly came up behind you, speaking softly as he places a warm blanket around your shoulders. He sighs quietly and hugs you from behind. "You're sick, you should be resting..."

You gently nudged him and shook your head, looking over at him with a slightly tired expression, though you try your best not to show it. You shrug. "I just wanted a snack."

He huffs and tightens his hold around you ever so slightly. "If you were hungry, you could've just told me, you know. I'll get something for you; You need to focus on getting enough rest. Let's get you back to bed." Carefully, he picks you up, carrying you back to your shared bedroom with ease. He gently sets you down on the soft mattress, covering you with the rest of the blankets in order to keep you warm and comfortable. He presses a light kiss to your forehead.

"Give me just a moment, I'll get some food for you. If there's anything else you need, let me know. You know I'd never hesitate if it means making you more comfortable." He exits the room for a few minutes before returning with a small tray of food. The aroma of fresh soup wafts into your nose as he carefully places the tray in front of you.

"I could've gotten it myself, you know... I just have a cold, it's nothing serious." You grumble, but you still pick up the spoon and begin eating the soup despite the complaints. He quietly sighs and sits down on a chair next to your bed with a small, worried frown. "You keep telling me that... I just want you to focus on resting, alright? I'll take care of everything for you. You need to focus on getting better." He places a hand on your forehead for a few moments, making sure you don't have a fever. When he feels nothing out of the ordinary, he gently pats your head and slowly returns his hand to his lap. "Just... Let me know if there's anything you need, alright? I want you to recover as quickly as possible."

"I know, I know. I just don't like being sick, is all..." You shrug as you swallow several more spoonfuls of soup. He flashes a small smile, chuckling quietly at your words. He shakes his head as he speaks in a gentle tone, "No one does, my dear, but if you just let me take care of you rather than being stubborn and getting out of bed every 25 minutes, then you'll start recovering faster. Now, rest up, alright? Let me handle everything else. I don't want you to remain ill for longer than you have to."

Playfully, you roll your eyes with a small grin, accepting your defeat. You scoop the last few spoonfuls of soup into your mouth, and he presses a soft kiss to your forehead before taking the empty bowl from you and moving to stand. "Fine, fine. I won't be stubborn and push myself, okay? You happy?" You banter a bit, and he nods and chuckles at your playfulness. As he walks to the door, he smiles as he flicks off the light. Just before he leaves, though, he whispers.

"Get some sleep now, darling, you need it if you don't want to be sick any longer. Rest your head, you deserve it."

a/n: im probably gonna refine this later but i just wanted to go ahead and get this out cuz im super behind on the event :,) i love antonio

thanks for reading, and remember to take care of yourself!

#`•- side hall in the archives: hurt/comfort #(not really hurt/comfort but im not about to make a seperate tag for sickfics okay. there wont be enough of them for a seperate tag alright) #`•- events in the archives: the philomena's propellente's countdown to valentines day #philomena's files #antonio paganini x reader #identity v x reader #idv x reader #fanfic #fanfic author #fanfiction #fanfiction author #x reader #identity v #idv #antonio paganini #identity v antonio #idv antonio #identity v violinist #idv violinist

[samoankpoper21]

With Love, Oikawa

A/N Still reeling from the loss of my cousin '^^ It's not an easy experience to lose someone, it never will be. Surround yourselves with your loved ones, tell them you love them daily because you never know when they'll pass. I'm glad I was able to tell my cousin that I loved him before he passed so please don't mind this post '^^ I just needed to get this out of my system ^^ hope that makes sense and as usual hope y'all enjoy this drabble. T/W: Small mention of unaliving oneself

Word count: 1880

It was a freak accident. At least that's how the doctor's described it.

Morning of you woke up and your inner being was off, something felt misaligned. You peered over to your smirking husband as he reached over to tuck a stray hair behind your ear. "Morning love."

"Morning." you whispered. Years of dating and 2 years of marriage Oikawa could sense when something was bothering you. His eyebrows scrunched together studying your face. "What's wrong?" Taking a shaky breath you answered, "Honestly I don't know. I woke up feeling...weird."

"Anything I can do to alleviate that weirdness?" he wiggles his eyebrows suggestively pulling you closer to him. You giggle giving him an eskimo kiss. "I'm sure it's nothing babe." You both lay there staring at each other, the love for one another apparent in your eyes. He sighs contently kissing your forehead. "What did I do to deserve you?" you hum in response. "Come on babe, gotta get ready for work." He groaned, interlocking your legs together. "Gimme 5 more minutes. 5 more minutes."

"Babe I would love to but I have an important meeting today." He pouted hugging you impossibly tighter. You couldn't resist his pouty face so you chuckled, hugging him back promising, "5 minutes top Toru."

"Yes!"

15 minutes had passed and Oikawa was walking you to the door watching as you slipped your flats on. "What do you feel like eating for dinner babe?"

"You know I'm fine with-you know what, scratch that. Maybe bone broth soup? It's starting to get cold."

"Ok love, I'll get it from that shop in town."

"You're a god send."

"You're just now realizing." You pinched his arm pulling him close. Leaning down to your height, cupping your face, he says, "I love you you know that? Not more than myself but you're alright." You giggled lightly smacking his arm. "I guess you're alright too." He pecked you once, twice, the third time his arms snaking around your plush waist pulling you close, your hands instantly weaving in his light brown locks, his cologne and scent filling your nostrils. "Okay, okay I have to go. Seriously Toru." Trying to pry his arms away from you he pouted dramatically. "What am I gonna do without you for 8 whole hours?"

"Babe you're more than enough entertainment for yourself. Chill."

"You're right. I am pretty awesome." Chuckling, shaking your head, you gave him a quick peck again turning around to wave at him. "I love you."

"Love you more."

The meetings seemed to drag forever. You just wanted to rush home into your husband's arms as he held you. Just one more hour. This was the mantra that was getting you through this work week. It finally hit 5PM and you rushed to the kiosk swiping your card. "Bye everyone! Have a good weekend! Good work today!" you rushed out bowing to your superiors before rushing to your car pushing on the accelerator. Pulling into the driveway you noticed Toru's car not there. Probably went to get dinner. Stepping out you couldn't help but notice how eerily quiet your neighborhood was. Usually there would be some type of noise but everything was...still. You tried shaking off the anxious, dreadful feeling that stayed with you since the morning but it just wouldn't dissipate. Slipping off your shoes at the entrance you changed into your house slippers when the shrill notes of your ringtone broke the silence. Frowning at the unrecognized number you debated on whether you should ignore the call but something in you urged, nagged, you to pick up. "Hello?"

"Hello is this Mrs. Oikawa?"

"This is she."

"My name is Ito Asahi. I'm calling from Midori hospital in regards to your husband." With a quivering voice and shaky hands you ask, "Is...is he ok?"

"Your husband was involved in an accident."

"I don't-I don't understand." the dispatch cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable with the news he was about to deliver. "Mrs. Oikawa, your husband was hit head on by a drunk driver and was pronounced dead-" the phone dropped, everything sounding muffled, your breathing ragged. You clutched at your chest, tears falling down your eyes, trying to focus on what to do next. Why was it so got damn hard to breathe? "Mrs. Oikawa? Mrs. Oikawa? Mrs. Oikawa?!" Ito's voice slowly brought you back, your hearing now accompanied by a ringing in your ear. "He...he's dead?"

"I'm sorry." you broke down sobbing clutching at your chest. Fumbling for your phone you dialed Hajime. "Hey Y/N-chan."

"Ha-Hajime," your voice broke.

"Y/N? What's wrong? Are you ok? Is everything ok?"

"T-T-Toru,"

"What about him? Did he hurt you?" shaking your head you continued. "T-T-Toru -hic- i-is -hic gone. -hic- He's gone Hajime!" The sound of shoes fumbling and keys being thrown into a pocket could be heard when Hajime blurts out, "Stay there I'm coming to get you."

Hajime found you sitting on the floor in the dark staring numbly ahead. Gently he helped you up, put on your shoes and coat, and asked where Oikawa was. Surprisingly you were able to utter, "Midori Hospital." The drive there was silent, Hajime having already called your mother-in-law. You watched as the green trees and pink hued sky zoomed by, your ears still ringing. The emergency room doors slid open, the bustling of the the patients being wheeled past and nurses zooming by brought you back to the present. You could hear monitors beeping, the intercom paging a doctor to the maternity ward, nurses taking note of vitals from patients sitting out in the lobby. Hajime lead you to the reception area stating, "Hello. We're looking for an Oikawa Toru." the nurse quickly clacked away at her keyboard when she affirms, "Go through the double doors on your left hand side, his room is 1-B which will be on your right. We were waiting for next of kin before wheeling him away."

"Thank you."

You were numb. Everything felt off. It was as if your body was merely a shell and you were just a third party watching, observing as you and Hajime made your way to his room. With shaky hands, Hajime slowly peeled the green curtains back only to find Oikawa's lifeless form covered by a white and green plaid blanket. "Oi," Hajime's voice broke. "Oi trashy-kun wake up. Wake up! Oikawa Toru wake up!" the sobs began racking through Hajime's body, you began rubbing his back. Shortly after your mother-in-law appeared beside you, her shrill wailing piercing the air, your tears silently falling.

The funeral procession went by smoothly and quickly, you being on autopilot. Former and present teammates came to wish their condolences. You instantly recognized the short, orange haired wing spiker and Oikawa's junior setter looking down cast for the first time. "Thank you for being here." you mutter. Numbly you watched as the casket lowered into the ground, the thud of the casket deafening. Iwaizumi escorted you home. "Are you sure you'll be ok Y/N-chan?"

"I'll be fine thank you Hajime."

"Are you sure? If you need anything-"

"I just...I just need time alone." Worried he gave you one last glance before engulfing you in a hug. "Call me? For anything."

"I will." The door silently clicked close as you dragged your feet towards your shared bedroom. Plopping down on the bed you clutched and inhaled Oikawa's San Juan jersey. You got a whiff of his scent and cologne, the dam you tried to hold in your chest finally bursting. Your sobs came out in waves racking your whole body folding the jersey within the confines of your pudgy body, your chest.

4 months later

Since Oikawa's passing you have been on leave for bereavement; you weren't ready to face work, reality really. Hajime and your mother-in-law made it a habit to check in on you; concerned when you brought it to their attention that you would be taking a trip to Kamakura. You reassured them that you would be okay and that you had no intention of ending your life. Walking the shores of Kamakura you peered out towards the ocean with Oikawa's jersey in your beach bag. Laying your towel down in a spot near the shade, you took out your notebook, his jersey and began journaling.

Hi babe, it's me again. It's been 4 months since you've been gone and I can't say that it's getting easier. Hajime and mom have been checking up on me regularly, making sure that I put a little something in my stomach, especially on the days that I don't feel like it. Remember babe when you promised me that we would go to the beach? You kept telling me about how beautiful the beaches in San Juan were and how they don't compare to your beauty so I'm taking a solo trip to Kamakura. I figured this beach is probably on par as San Juan and your essence ha ha ha. How are you? I miss you. I'm taking it minute by minute, the whole bullshit about taking it day by day is hard. As each day comes to a close it gets hard to sleep because I'm always expecting you to come through the door yelling, 'Baaaaaaabeeee I'm hooooooomeeeee.' Each day has its struggles. Some days I'm okay, other days I find myself sobbing nonstop, others I sit there numbly staring at the wall. Pathetic huh? I just know you're probably giving me shit about not doing things extravagantly ha ha ha When is this gonna end? This empty feeling I mean. Since you left there's a gaping hole in my heart that will be tough to fill. Tough but not impossible. You wouldn't be you if you didn't leave me with a little surprise. I found out earlier this week that I'm pregnant. We're having a boy baby! Can you believe it?! When the doctor told me I had tears of joy, sadness, and just remember this feeling of being scared. How am I gonna do this without you? :(( I'm thinking of naming our son either Touki for winter pleasure since that's when he's due or Towa for eternal peace; I'm leaning towards Towa kekeke Oikawa Touki? Oikawa Towa? Has a funny ring to it ^^ What do you think? I've already told mom and Hajime that I have news for them once I get back home late tonight. I want them to be the first to know. I miss you babe. I love you. I will tell our son all about how flamboyant, egotistical, loving, and romantic his dad was and how amazing of a setter you were. Are you playing up there? Wherever you are. Every time I see a clear, starry night it takes me back to when you asked me to marry you^^ Sorry. I know I'm going all over the place but I just really, really, really wanted to let you know that I love you. so so very much. And I miss you more than words can describe. Talk to you later. Sending kisses to the sky. Wait for me my love. I have a lot of work to do here before I can join you^^ love love love you. With love, Y/N.

#haikyuu #haikyuu! #haikyu #haikyu! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu x you #haikyuu x y/n #haikyuu x chubby reader #haikyuu x plus size reader #hq #hq boys #haikyuu boys #hq x reader #hq fluff #hq angst #haikyuu fluff #haikyuu angst #haikyuu anime #haikyuu manga #hq x you #hq x y/n #hq x chubby reader #hq x plus size reader #oikawa tooru #hq oikawa #haikyuu oikawa #oikawa fluff #oikawa angst #oikawa toru #haikyuu oikawa tooru

[drottni]

LBFAD rewatch observations part 3

1. "Why should I care about the likes and dislikes of a small flower spirit" when she says she's glad he is gone 🥺🥺🥺 Babbyyy was already feeling it eh.

2. XLH immediately being able to empathize with him and compare her 1000 years of loneliness with his 10 000 years of loneliness 🥺🥺🥺🥺 Babbyy. Her being upset that he left without a goodbye and then the little softening of his expression >>>> "I HAVE DIED EVERY DAY WAITING FOR YOUUUU" indeeeeed. My fave song fits my fave couple sooo much.

3. "From now on I will collect this for you" . It wasn't a one time thing! He did this every morning for her? Sir? The bar is through the roof.

4. The way he hesitates and the look he gives her and the curious hopeful look she gives him before he blows on the water reluctantly to cool it down 😭😭😭😭 He really thought "am I gonna do this. Mighty Benzuo gonna blow on this little flower's water for her. God Im gonna do it aren't I *sigh* "

5. "Why are you back so late? I left your dinner in the kitchen. Go get it yourself I am going to bed." They are married your honor.

6. Wait have they been translating as Eternal Fire always? Or was it Hellfire? Did I just not notice...

7. DFQC's expressions while studying the Xilan scroll to care for his little flower is me trying to study for my exam for the 100th time. " *sigh* okay what now...here we go again *eye roll* so done with this " and then immediately giving myself a pep talk too "I can do everything in this world. This? How can it be difficult for me?" Yass gurl lezz go you got this.

8. DFQC being able to come and go wherever he pleases in Shuiyuntian and no one can even see him is such a superpower. I need that.

9. XLH running and leaving DFQC to fend for himself 🤝 XLH immediately running back and shielding herself behind DFQC. 😆 Love her.

10. Him turning her head with one hand to face the sun is me to my plants when I rotate them. Like "aight you, little one, you need to face this way you lil bum. Get some sun or you will die."

11. God them watching the sunrise and that BGM is just so beautiful. And the softest expression on his face. 🥺

12. DFQC on his little rant about the Fairy realm: XLH not listening, in complete bliss: XLH: Daqiang, thank you *purest smile* DFQC mid rant: and I- *record scratch sound* *head empty, no thoughts, just, her* *soft stare*

13. "In the three realms nobody is worse than me" *smirk* "You even strive to be the top in that" "I'm the worst one, no need to strive for it" *pout* I love a competitive king. Stan.

14. This mans making the most disgusting looking (and tasting) flower soup and asking her very intently "is it good" is me making any food and asking again and again "was it okay? was it good? it was good right?" Also how did he not FEEEL her disgust at the soup through the curse 😆 Unless her feelings of joy at his care were stronger than her feelings of disgust at the soup. 😄

15. Can we talk about how soft he is with her after Danyin hurts her. Like from the minute he becomes visible again his expressions his body language is so tender and caring. The little frown on his face when he looks down at her like "my lil floof is sad and down come here". The way he picks her up and gently asks "are you afraid of her?" His immediate offer to take care of it for her 😭😭😭😭😭 WHERE IS MY DFQC. We all deserve a DFCQ in our lives.

16. Changheng really said "I can give you the stars" and did (Firefly Stone) but poor boy stood no chance. XLH said thanks but I got the Moon. Bye.

#love between fairy and devil #cang lan jue #dongfang qingcang #xiao lanhua #lbfad rewatch #cdrama #dylan wang #esther yu

[danisbrainrot]

shauna shipman x reader

honestly, this can be read as platonic with blink-and-you-miss-it unrequited feelings.

shauna blew on her hands, desperately trying to warm them up. her fingers weren't the only body part beginning to feel numb. shauna was bundled up in jackets, jumpers, and sweaters—if it was comfortable and warm, she was wearing it. she'd even snuck into your backpack to wear your red sweater. she figured that the jacket she wore would cover it up, and even if you did see it, she was pregnant for crying out loud—she deserves a break.

you were climbing up the ladder, practically drowning in warm clothing. you look her up and down and smirk, before making eye contact. "is that my red sweater?" you teased. shauna blushes, an excuse forming when you giggle, "keep it. looks better on you than me," she snorts.

"you sure? you look pretty chilly," she replies. you were barely even shivering, she was just so shocked about being caught, that she wanted to give you the sweater back.

"i'm helping mari cook belt soup tonight," you joke, rolling your eyes, "tasty, i know. but you're always trapped up here, or the meat house with. . . you must get cold more than me, that's all I'm saying," you wince, hoping she didn't catch on to you referencing jackie. it was a tough subject for shauna, and you couldn't help but want to pull her in tightly and squeeze the baby out of her.

shauna shook her head, "i'm nice and toasty," she laughs, she subconsciously rubs her belly, causing you to force a smile. you feared for her baby—in the beginning, you were pissed because the last thing you guys needed right now was a baby, but as her pregnancy progressed, you realised that the team could use some source of light. you just had no confidence the baby was going to make it. it was too cold and it's mother was starving.

"i'll be downstairs if you need me, just up here to check up on you," you begin your descent down the ladder when shauna calls out for you. you turn around, smiling softly as she bit her lip and looks at the ground, avoiding your gaze.

"can you stay?" she asks, you nod, walking over to her. she sits on her makeshift bed, staring out the window; you take a seat next to her, watching her watch the white forest outside.

"you ok?"

she shakes her head, finally looking at you instead of the window. tears were springing to her eyes as she confessed, "i can't stop thinking about jackie. about how i should have gone outside and gotten her," tears slowly streamed down her pretty face. you pulled her into your arms, rubbing her back soothingly to calm her down.

"it's not your fault, no one knew it would snow," you reassure her, pressing your head against hers.

she shakes her head again, pulling away. "it is my fault, she's my best friend, i should have gone out there. i shouldn't have argued with her in the first place. i shouldn't have slept with her boyfriend!" she cried.

you wipe away her tears with your thumb, cradling her cheeks in your hand. "look at me, shauna. jackie loved you; she'd hate to see you beating yourself up like this," you whisper.

shauna nodded, looking deeply into your eyes, "i'll never be able to forgive myself," she mutters.

"i'm sure jackie already has," you respond. you didn't realise how true you were. "come 'ere," you embrace her again, letting her head rest against your chest. she smiles softly, listening to the sound of your heartbeat. "dinner's gonna be ready soon, it's not much, but it's better than nothing."

"okay," she whispers. you stand up, offering her your hand—which she gladly takes. you help her get down the ladder, before walking into the living room hand in hand. you both greet the other girls, with tai sitting next to shauna and mari sitting next to you.

your dinner was no feast by any stretch of the imagination. natalie and travis hadn't successfully found any game in months. but you still enjoyed it, as you felt closer to shauna—you even offered her the rest of your bowl, not that it added much nutrients.

that night, shauna fell asleep in your arms. you'd moved your stuff upstairs but ended up sharing the sleeping bed with shauna. she rested her ear against your chest again, soothed by the comforting sound your heart made, before sighing.

you watched, as she snored lightly. tai sent you a knowing look, before turning over and pulling her covers up to her neck.

it was a freezing cold night, but in shauna's embrace, you were nice and warm.

#shauna shipman #blurb #yellowjackets #shauna x reader #angst with comfort #jackieshauna #wilderness #post-crash #jackie taylor #taissa turner #fanfic #dani's fics <3

[sh4tt3rg1rl]

TAOCC IS AMAZING, and boy has it changed since I first showed up

Aka: Elsie gets really sentimental for once

I’m gonna be honest, this is not the community I expected to end up in on this site. I joined Tumblr about October 29th and expected to end up as maaaaaybe a minor artist. At best. At the time TADC was just “that glitch thing that was blowing up that I thought was pretty good” and I was much more into murder drones anyways.

…Holy crabs, looking back on that…I had no idea what I was gonna end up getting into lol

I randomly followed the @/ragatha1 ask blog at one point, kind of confused as to what an ask blog was but hey, why not? That’s how I found Soup’s gangle blog and boy did things go off the rails. I was…so confused, I showed up smack dab in the middle of the Tiger insanity with no idea who any of these characters or people were. At that point iirc, “TAOCC” wasn’t even the name for the whole thing yet. I made Easton and was like “okay I’ll just have this goofy guy who likes sandwiches, no angst here, maybe he’ll make some friends, I really hope everyone likes him!”

BOY WAS I IN FOR A SURPRISE

I joined my first ever magma at that point as well! And I vividly remember being really confused but just doodling my sona in the corner and then people were like

“Uhhhh who the frick is Elsewhere I like your art :D”

and I was like

“Um

you what”

and thus I joined magma…a lot. Lol. That’s how I got to know soup and you (Xeya) and a few others. I felt so…weirdly new. Like impostor syndrome was in full force. That feeling hasn’t…really ever gone away, tbh.

And since then I’ve figured myself out mostly with only a few embarrassments to my name. I’m really grateful for the people I’ve made friends with, especially Fei, Star, Soup, and Xeya, as well as Kumo and Candy mods. You guys have been lovely to me, and I don’t know how I ever came to deserve that. It’s been rough at times, and I had to/still have to figure out boundaries and how to be assertive basically from scratch. This website still hurts me sometimes, and I accept that I’m a bit odd in some respects. But overall, people have respected that here much more than they do in my actual life. People have respected me here more than they tend to in real life. Before this I could share my writing and art with one person. One. I would go stir-crazy because I would make art and writing and never get to show anyone, which meant I just…spent like an entire year not doing anything. It sucked. And now I will just,..make art and characters for the funsies, and not get scolded for it. I can write incredibly florid descriptions and scenes about stuff like a freaking TOWN’S DESCRIPTION, and people will like it and tell me I’m good at this. I honestly might consider becoming a writer now when I become an adult. I learned that I can be shamelessly self indulgent when writing and people will enjoy it lol. Thank you guys for dealing with that btw lol. I will just MAKE CHARACTERS FOR PEOPLE FOR THE FUNSIES, a willingness I thought I’d all but lost. Like, I saw a 3d printer in my chem class two days ago and went “hmmm yunno what I could give a character in TAOCC a 3d printer for a head and that’d be so cool! Yunno, maybe Xeya would like it if I made that for her.” AND HERE WE ARE I’M CURRENTLY MAKING YOU A CHARACTER WITH A 3D PRINTER FOR A HEAD.

Also, you guys have no idea how grateful I am that you go along with my giant overarching plotlines. Like, my first test of the idea was Dusk’s domain and Sun’s trip to see Northeast, and then I was confident enough that people would care that I made the entire Lull/dungeon thing. The dungeon has been my magnum opus of writing, I put more work into that than almost anything else I’ve ever written. And people actually…respected that. I’m terrible at writing fight scenes, and yet I carried a fight scene for multiple hours with like…20 characters! I DIDN’T THINK I COULD HAVE TWO CHARACTERS FIGHT AND MAKE IT WORK AT ALL! OH MY LANDS I HAVE ACTUAL SELF CONFIDENCE NOW!! AAAAAAAAA-

anyways, that aside lol

it’s been wonderful, really. I feel like the pros far outweigh the cons for me, and the cons for me can be mitigated anyways entirely on my side of things lol. I came to this site looking for a community of people who would appreciate me, stupid flaws, autism, anxiety, writing and all. And I think I got that. And I want to find more, I want to keep going beyond this little bubble, but I want to always come back to this little circle of people. I don’t care how many rps or writing messes I end up in, TAOCC is always going to have a special place in my heart, flaws and all. It’s helped me get through some serious mess in my life, and being excited to come home to whatever insanity these lil guys are up to today makes me happy like almost nothing else.

From the bottom of my heart, thank you.

Thank you for letting this odd moth in, I hope I’ve earned it.

HELL YEAH YOUVE EARNED IT!!!

You've been literally one of the kindest people I've met on the site. One of the most talented too! I've never seen someone write like you and. Honestly. Genuinely. I look up to you in quite a few aspects.

You're funny, kind, caring, skilled, and a great person overall. and im SO FUCKING GLAD YOURE MY FRIEND EEEEE HUGS SPINS YOUUUU

... (kicks feet) and I heard something about a 3d printer head oc youre making for me.... (teary eyed) (/pos) (me when people do things for me. i love yall. sm. love you elsie sm sM SM SM SM SM!!!)

#xeyasks #LOVE YOOUUUU #HUGS

[vegasandhishedgehog]

Okay friends of the MDZS/The Untamed fandom

If you've seen my previous post about making lotus root and pork rib soup, you know the journey I've been on. If you'd like to try making the soup yourself, a link to the recipe is toward the end of the OG post. That one got a little long with all the additions and extra advice from friends, but since I've made it again I'm reporting the results. Why I feel the need to do so is beyond me but this is the only genuine cooking I do and I deserve to be proud of every attempt, so if this annoys you, imagine these faces:

I will give a disclaimer that I had meant to make this soup a week and a half earlier but the mental illness was too strong, so yesterday I forced myself to push through the mental illness anyway so I wouldn't waste too many ingredients (we still wasted some 😔). So, alas, this soup had no ginger and half as much lotus root as desired, plus I forgot to read how much seaweed I was actually supposed to use (way less than what I used), and completely omitted the chopped scallion even though I had it ready because I just. Forgot to actually add it.

We carry on.

In all of my past versions of this soup, I didn't include the rehydrated seaweed. I was advised to give it a go this time and ...well. 😅

That bowl is a good 9 inches in diameter and 3 inches deep. And I took that photo AFTER adding a liberal amount of seaweed to the pot. Yes, I rehydrated the whole package. I didn't think about anything other than, "I'm finally adding the final step to this recipe I've been following!" and entirely missed that it only calls for 1 cup. [Hold on. Googling how long rehydrated seaweed be stored right now. OMG YOU CAN FREEZE IT THANK HEAVEN.]

This is me scooping out all the fuckin seaweed that entirely took over the soup 😅😅😅😅😅😅

Remember how I said there was half as much lotus root? Yeah, this is seaweed soup with a hint of pork now. Good luck finding any slices of lotus root.

I had also assumed that this seaweed would be salted (the packaging was NOT in English, but honestly I can't blame the label for this). I had certainly added what I thought was already a generous amount of salt but let's remind ourselves that I am barely a cook by any means. This girl doesn't know shit about how much salt should go into 12 quarts of water to add enough taste. I did go heavy on the goji berries though.

This resulted in the broth being mainly pork and goji berry water :/ if I'd had the motivation to go out and buy fresh ginger and remembered the scallion I'm sure it would've been better (and more salt obviously), but hopefully I'll be in better spirits next time I make an attempt. I learned a lot from this one.

The one thing I am proud of though?

Look at how clear that broth is. The oily bubbles are from the meat, and I also apologize I don't know if it's my phone's camera or my photography skills, but if it doesn't look clear to you I promise it does irl! I didn't use any of the cooking wine or soaking the meat with the ginger like @of-sevenseas suggested, but just by following the process in the recipe and making extra sure I washed the meat well this time, it seemed to work out!

Lessons learned:

Making soup while having a bad mental illness day is not a failed endeavor, but watch out.

Don't do this without ginger. What are you doing. That soup is wet stuff in hot water.

ADD MORE SALT FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, YOU CANNOT BE THIS WHITE.

Read the recipe including measurements. Cooking is, of course, more improvisational than baking, but there's a reason we follow guidelines. Especially when we're rookies, still.

Next time we're gonna try the cooking wine and ginger thing with the meat. It sounds like an adventure.

Celebrate your wins!!!! I did have a success in this attempt!

I also did very well keeping the cat away from this whole 7 hour process, which is the greatest success of all.

(Obligatory kitty pic, since I mentioned her. Meet Lucy everyone. She's hiding under my blankets from the loud scary generator outside my window.)

#lotus root and pork rib soup #mdzs #the untamed #wangxian #yunmeng siblings #jiang yanli #wei wuxian #maddi's cooking (mis)adventures #also y'all gonna start recognizing my kitchen counters if i keep this up

[thatkdpoh]

Introduction i think?

Ok so I’ve been like really excited to do this I don’t know why but this is I think controversy? I don’t know how controversy works but this is how it happened.

I am 12 yrs old, My height is 5,1 and holy shit wanna kms but I am 130 pounds. This will flucate and idk how to spell it but it’s like a line with a dot in the front or end and it goes left to right so I flucate to 130 to 140 I hate that.

How I know about ED/Backstory/rant (cringy ik sorry :c :

I was always a fat kid and I’ve hated it, I understand that I didn’t care about my weight but when I was like what 8 to 9 whenever my dad would say cow to me in taqvaylit I don’t know how to write it but I know something’s like amcic or tizizwith or afkroune which is cat, bee and turtle in that order. I would feel self conscious and sometimes cry to because I’m very sensitive which is like cringy i know lol. My heaviest had to been this year like 140 pounds but I think it was water weight and shit. Anyways my mom tried to get me to fast and she would force me or smth maybe not force but like tried to get me to lose weight. She’d say it directly and it would always make me feel bad but like I understand being 130 for like 8 yrs or 9 to 12 is very heavy and embarrassing considering I always saw kids would be more skinner than me I’d feel very bad. Until recently like last year in 6th grade I was reading fanfics of a human au of TMNT i didnt know what ED’s were so when it showed up the word bulimia I thought it meant bullshit but it didn’t sound right so I searched it up and saw the symptoms that’s when I also learned about anorexia and pica etc. When I saw the symptoms I started copying them now this is the part that I think is controversy I copied the symptoms which I know was bad but I was fucking lazy and still am couldn’t do a workout for the life of me or restrict food, I was used to eating a lot and when I saw the symptoms I copied them and they worked!! I loved it and then the minute I knew how to starve myself, I actually don’t know how to continue with that but I didn’t know how much of a deeper hole I got into but I really loved it and still do EMBARRASING. I did do exercise I did like 100 sit ups a day which did nothing but it did make my body ache and stopped, 5th grade was the worst out of all my grades for now but 6th might be second but it wasn’t that bad just a lot of crying and seeing how fat I am made me cry that’s it. Now if I don’t starve at all or try too I would feel like shit. In 6th grade I also saw that purging was a symptom so I made myself throw up but only if I ate way to fucking much and I’m so bloated it hurts and I can’t take the pressure so I throw up just to take off a little pressure and go back but then I’d feel sick which sucked :C. When Ramandan came though I was A BEAST not an actual beast but like it was my oppertuinity to fast without anyone questioning because I live in a studio apartment with 5 other people that are my family >_<. Obviously with my blabber mouth which I hate told everything to my mom but I think she thinks that I’m ok now :D. Any way I’d only eat 5 tablespoons of soup every night and I was very tired and I lost 6 pounds!! Which isn’t a lot but I made it to 124 pounds!! But then I gained it all back in summer break, cried, tried to fast for 3 days but fainted on the 36 hour?? I’m not sure because when I stopped the fast because my mom told me to eat and spoiler alert I cried cause I have little bitchitas if u know Kubz scouts u know. I paused at the 38 hour so like 36 is my highest to fast which is embarrassing again. ANYWAY NOW IM IN 7TH GRADE STUGGLIJG EITH THIS THINGY :]] I sound like those I guess I deserve it heh thing but like no I’m not seriously I just wanted to be silly. Anyway I’m gonna try that ABC diet which I think seems kind of mid to hard but I think fitnesspal would help me with it <33

BYE EVERYONE HAVE A GREAT DAY OR NIGHT HAVE A GREAT THANKSGIVING SND MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!! :33

#i need to lose so much weight #thinner is better #@na tips #@tw edd #ed bullshit #th1nsp1ration #thigh g4p #tw ed but not sheeran #@na vent #4ana #proana. #pro a4a #ana dairy #ana rant #tw ana diary #tw ana trigger

[timaeusterrored]

(Vax’s mommy issues)

((Tw: mentions of addiction))

��I just think it’s a little convenient is all. She’s not there for nearly 33 years and suddenly she’s interested after he reveals his face? Do we even know if she’s his mother?” Vik asked, following Guadeloupe around the kitchen until she turned.

“Oh I’m quite sure. Even chromed up, V looks exactly like her. And trust me, Vik, I don’t like it either but he deserves to meet his mother at least once. Then he can chose to do as he pleases after.” She explained calmly, then shoved a spoon of soup into Vik’s mouth to shut him up.

Vax showed up a few hours later, trying to not look too excited and failing miserably. The sight hurt Vik’s soul. There was a feeling deep in his chest that this wasn’t going to end well.

“Is she here?” He asked, he sounded like a kid on Christmas asking if Santa came that night. Luckily, Guadeloupe best him to the punch to go with him. Vik watched from the kitchen as Melissa Kane stood to greet her son for the first time. She couldn’t even come sober?

Vik sat at the table, Guadeloupe joining him after a few minutes with a beer. They clinked their bottles together and waited, hearing the soft talking going on in the living room.

It too all of 30 minutes for Vax to go storming out. And Vik’s suspicions were confirmed. He watched Melissa try to follow, stopping just outside. She didn’t come for Vax, she came for V Eurodyne. Husband of a rock legend and a legend himself in the underworld of Night City.

“If you ever contact my son again, I will not hesitate to contact the police. I’d deal with you myself but I raised too much of a good person.” Vik couldn’t help but add that last bit. But it was true.

He was there when Vex had her baby, he was there when Vax woke up screaming from nightmares at an age too young to be having them, he was there for Vax’s first boxing match, taught him to shoot a gun and how to drive. And Guadeloupe was there to house him when V was too scared to talk to Vik about his own addiction. They raised V into the man he was today, not her.

He should call Kerry.

Vax was glad for one thing in the Villa, and that was the bar and the fact that Kerry only stayed here when he was making a new album, which luckily wasn’t now. He downed his second drink and went to pour another when a hand stopped him, silver wedding band sticking out against the golden jewel he normally wore.

He let the bottle get taken from him and sighed, feeling defeated. And hurt. And extremely vulnerable right now.

“She asked for money. Knew her all of 30 minutes, and she asked me for money.” He had hoped Vex would be wrong about her, that their mother would be an amazing woman who just made a rough decision. But no, she barely cared about Vax, only his last name and status.

“I’m so sorry, baby…” Kerry kissed his temple and led V to sit on the couch, then moved to make him an actual drink. Something he’d actually enjoy instead of just drowning in self pity for ever thinking his mother would be a good woman.

“I just… is it so bad that I hoped my mother would be a good person?” He asked when Kerry came back over with drink and made V look at him.

“Your mother is a good woman. That woman is not your mother, your mother is Guadeloupe Welles. And that is the best mother ever right there.” Kerry wrapped his arm around V’s shoulders and gave him a knowing look.

“She’s missin’ out on the most amazing, talented, kindest, and sexiest man alive. And if she was gonna use you for money, then fuck her. She doesn’t deserve to know Vax. She’s lucky she got to him. And she’s extremely lucky I wasn’t there.” She probably was, V had no idea how overprotective Kerry could be when they first met.

V took a drink and sighed. Fuck Kerry knew him too well this was amazing. He rested his temple on Kerry’s forehead, feeling him rub his shoulder.

“Still hurts… I spent years looking for her… wanting to meet her. And turns out she didn’t care about me or Vex at all…” he whispered. “I know I have Vik and Mama but damn I was so excited to meet her.”

Kerry nodded, simply listening to rant because he knew that’s what V needed. His merc didn’t need advice he needed someone to hear him. And Kerry would listen to him for hours if that’s what it took.

#tw mentions of addiction #Kerry being a good husband check #and more dad Vik #and vax background #cyberpunk 2077 #vax eurodyne #kerry eurodyne #cyberpunk kerry #cyberpunk v #male v #kerry x v #kerry eurodyne x v #kerry #male v cyberpunk #ker x v #kerry eurodyne x male v #kerry x male v #v x kerry #v x kerry eurodyne #cyberpunk v x kerry #male v x kerry #kerry x masc v #cyberpunk viktor #viktor vektor #mama welles #cyberpunk mama Welles #vex kane #cyberpunk streetkid #streetkid v

[longhands-the-second]

Trimax volume 2:

Here’s some thought soup.

Turns out I was actually able to wait to read until this week lol. I’m glad I did. I have a feeling this is only going to get more depressing from here on and I’m gonna need the pacing for my mental health.

So just… everything about Wolfwood here. He’s already better realized than pretty much the entirety of 98, I think (<- biased). I said “what the Fuck” out loud several times during this volume which is always fun. I’m going to do a second read before posting this so I can keep my thoughts in better order.

1- It’s at this point I think that maybe I should check the tws for this manga lol. Did this bother me? Not really. Am I scared of the potential now? Yes. Yes I Am. (I see that damn hand gore warning for a late volume and I am Dreading that shit)

Vash just looks so… soft here? I want to squish his cheeks so bad. It’s the power of Loose Button Down at work. A good weapon to have in your arsenal.

I hate it when you can just. Tell he’s making a promise that the narrative won’t let him keep.

On a reread the end of this volume makes more sense. Are they all…? I hope the fuck not.

2- Legato is really just getting more animalistic. There’s something off about him/his survival instincts but it’s kind of impossible to tell Exactly what it is without reading that far ahead. (Speaking of how uh. Explicit is his backstory? Do I need to make myself a nice cup of tea for after I finish reading that volume???)

I really, really appreciate that the gung-ho guns aren’t as one note as I expected. I have to wonder what got them all here, individually?

I wonder what specifically Vash thinks about Wolfwood here, what he knows and what he doesn’t. Is he like, aware that he saw what happened with the moon? Vash isn’t stupid, so I’m sure the thought crossed his mind that Wolfwood could’ve been working with Knives, but he’s also dead fucking set on seeing the best in people. Stay tuned, I guess.

Calling Vash selfish… there’s something there. He does have a tendency to ignore what people want when it comes to this kind of thing- which, yeah, that’s fair when it comes to killing people, but it’s also kind of not his place. Thinking very hard about the other post i saw this week about the end of the last volume.

Another thought that comes to mind is the way Vash thinks he’d just be letting things happen (therefore had some responsibility) in a lot of situations despite it being entirely on someone else. He refuses to just let it be. It makes sense given what happened to Rem, but I still have. Thoughts. He makes me so fucking sad.

The way Vash just fucking shuts down when they threaten Lina. None of them deserve any of this it makes me feel gross and bad.

3- How did he forget about the arm gun. That shit is the most important thing to remember smh

Where’s that one post that’s like “world where guns exist and swords are useless except in the hands of this one guy”

Literally impossible to follow the action but the punchline lands ig lmao

4- god this hurts. He just wants people to live. He just wants to live.

I think a lot of what this is about is sunk-cost, like somebody else mentioned. Digging your heels in further even if you know you’re wrong. I see in the gung-ho guns, Knives especially, but also definitely Vash. I haven’t fully former my thoughts on Vash yet though, i have to see where he goes from here to really make any judgements

God fucking damn it wolfwood. I know it made sense but MAN.

I love how angry Vash is allowed to get in the manga. He can really be scary sometimes.

People can’t change their minds if they’re dead. I think that’s the easiest way to summarize it.

I love how fucked up they are <3

Vash isn’t naive. He’s smart and he’s got years of experience to back him up. I know this. This is proof of it. But damn sometimes he really is incomprehensible in a way that makes me need the reminder.

GORLS

Hitchhiking on nomansland stresses me out as a concept.

5- wolfwood is really gonna rip my heart out isn’t he

“Vash can’t drive” saga (you’d think he’d be good at it given his other skills. Exposure maybe? I doubt he has frequent access to that kind of thing.)

They’re both fucking exhausted and YET-

I need to start a counter of times when i stop to go “oh vash is so pretty in this panel” but it’d be well over half of these posts

THAT IS NOT ONE OF THOSE PANELS

God he’s just zombie-ing his way through this isn’t he

The fucking limp wristed gun is everything to me

The missile is eepy and neebies to sleeby

6- obsessed with this version of home aesthetically.

Vash really just wants to be left alone. Grumpy old man.

Seriously though im in love with this whole setup. It’s beautiful.

It feels kind of illegal to be here though. Like we’re revisiting something that should be long gone. How much is this like the ship he grew up on?

He goes from the breaking point to being so excited to see everybody he’s crying. This physically fucking hurts to read

7- FUCKIN LEAVE HIM ALONE. GIVE HIM A GOD DAMN BREAK.

Literally this chapter makes me sick to my stomach i hate it i hate it

(Side Note, I have some colorings in the works, but it’s gonna be a WHILE until I get them finished. Very excited to share when I do though, I’ve been absolutely losing my shit about the love the others I’ve done have been getting from y’all. I see ur tags and they make my goddamn day. Thank you.)

((Additional Side Note, I am SO fucking excited to get my hands on the wwvd bracelets I ordered lol. I won’t be able to actually wear them for a few weeks though. I had to send it to my parents address. smh my head, man.))

#trigunbookclub

[howthekriffdidigethere]

Wish Come True.

Chapter Eleven: No One Needs to Know.

(Should I be up right now? No. Should I be posting this now? Probably not. Am I going to anyway? Yes hehe)

(TW: training, sparing, fighting, mightve made Saw a little OOC but it's good for the sake of the story, but yeah, he's a whole warning in himself. Small mention of blood, and mentions of a bad past, but I think that's it, let me know if I missed anything!)

A few days had passed on Onderon and the sun had begun to fall behind the horizon for the night, marking the end of training for now.

The Onderon Rebels had been working nonstop, learning new tricks and assessing their personal skills.

I mostly just sat and watched, talking to Rex and occasionally Ahsoka, only every once in a while would I join in with the training, usually when it was about hand to hand combat, or even just used as an example to the Rebels about what not to do.

It worked out well, since I would then be helping them, but also training myself for the future. I was learning just as much as they were.

Saw Gerreras distrust in me only seemed to grow as the days went on. Especially when Rex had me spar him, since he seemed oh, so, confident, and I ended up beating him.

It was by no means easy, and honestly I think I won just cause I wanted to prove a point. But he still got quite a few good moves on me.

Saw ended up storming off, claiming he had to take care of the animals, though that wasn't his job.

Ever since that incident, I can't get even five feet near him without getting shoulder checked or shoved away and told off unless Rex or one of the Jedi were around.

Part of me found it amusing, honestly. I made a grown man hate me in less than a week!

That should not make me feel proud, but here we are anyway.

My thoughts were cut off as a bowl of soup was suddenly placed a few inches from my face as I sat on a log near the edge of camp.

"I saw you didn't grab some, so I figured I'd bring it to you before they gave it to the animals." Lux Bonteri explained, flashing his charming smile.

He was about Ahsokas age I think, and they seemed...close. I found it rather suspicious, but kept my mouth shut, especially when he acted the same way with Steela that he did with Ahsoka.

From what I had found out, he was an Ex-Senators son. Only Ex because she was killed by the Separatists.

He then joined this group called the Death Watch, but Ahsoka got him away. Besides that, however, all I know is he's here to honor his mother.

Sweet, I suppose, but there was something odd with him in my opinion.

"Oh, uh, thanks." I grabbed the bowl, being polite. "I didn't even realize they started serving it yet."

"You seemed very distant." His eyebrows knitted together as he stared down at me.

"I've got a lot to think about." I answered plainly, stirring the soup some and not looking at him.

"Saw doesn't like you. Steelas pretty cautious of you too." He stated, sitting down beside me, though I didn't invite him to.

"Jeez, I haven't noticed." I rolled my eyes, scooting away. "You gonna tell me why or do you not have a clue either?"

Lux turned his head to look at me, "I'm afraid I don't have a reason. But Steela is always cautious, and Saw is... Saw." He scoffed, "That man acts like he knows everything when he doesn't know half of what's going on. He needed to be put in his place, so good job on the spar. He deserves it."

"I didn't do it because of that." I argued, narrowing eyes. "I cause enough trouble and he already dislikes me as it is. I don't need to feed into that hate."

Lux chuckled, "Why else would you do it then?"

"Because I was told to fight, so I did." I answered, setting the bowl aside. "Rex gave me an order, I wasn't going to disobey. And I also wouldn't fight just because he has a petty feud with me, for whatever reason."

"Don't you technically rank above the Clone Captain?" He tilted his head, raising a brow.

I huffed, "He's not just a Clone Captain, he's a person. But he's experienced, a hell of a lot more than me. I'm learning too, and that was a lesson for me, as well as for Saw."

He chuckled. "You're a jedi, what could you learn here?"

I sighed and looked ahead. "Anyone can learn something anywhere. Besides, I'm only a padawan, and a new one at that."

"Why are you here then?" Lux asked, and I felt his eyes on me. "If you're new?"

I hesitated and looked at the ground. "The...Jedi Council thought I could be useful."

"Useful in what way?" He continued to press. "Its dangerous to just have a kid in a war zone."

I shrugged, "Its their choice, not mine. And besides, with how Gerrara is acting, he's probably plotting my murder as we speak, so the war doesn't even matter."

We both chuckled slightly at that, the one thing we having in common was Saws hate for the each of us.

"If anyone in this camp is murdered by me, you won't be the first one on my kill list." Speak of the devil...

My eyes widened and I quickly turned around to look at none other than Saw Gerrara, who was standing a few feet away.

"And who would be at the top?" Lux challenged, standing to confront Saw, and crossing his arms to appear tough.

I quickly glanced around, looking for someone, but no one was near enough to help, and I had no comm to call them.

I muttered a curse and turned back to two infront of me, standing tense.

"Who do you think, Bonteri?" Saw straightened his back to seem taller.

"Okay, okay, so how about we don't actually kill each other right now and just go back to the others?" I stepped in between them, hoping to stop the conversation from escalating.

"Stay out of this, brat." Saw glared at me, voice near a growl.

"Eh, lay off the kid. She beat you in a fight, thats all she's ever done to you." Lux defended me, stepping closer.

"I wasn't even trying." Saw stuck his nose in the air, "Like you said, she's a kid. I wasn't going to fight her full strength."

"She would still beat you, I guarantee it." Bonteri declared with a firm nod.

"Oh yeah? Using little girls to fight your battles now, boy?" Saw scoffed, "I knew you were weak."

"I am not weak!" Lux debated, "You're just scared to loose to her!"

"Alright, I get it, you both hate each other, moving on now!" I objected, pushing them both back with my hands.

"What? Afraid of a little fight, brat?" Saw dared, "Have you ever been in an actual fight? Even seen blood?"

"Yes, actually. More than you know. Now, stand. Down." I argued, quickly getting irritated.

  "Why should I?" Saws tall frame towered over me. "You don't belong here. I don't know who you are or why the jedi brought you here, but I think you'd be doing us all a great favor if you left."

"This is your last warning. Stand. Down. Now." I glared, trying to stay calm.

Lux stepped up again, "Yeah, back off, Saw! And you should take your own advice, no one wants you as a leader."

I rolled my eyes and looked at him, "I didn't ask for your assistance, you need to back off too."

Saw laughed mockingly. "The both of you wouldn't be able to hurt me at all."

Lux smirked, "Right, of course. You better hope you're right, it'd be awfully embarrassing for our leader to loose to a kid."

"Shut up, Bonteri." Saw growled nostrils flaring.

Lux matched his glare and hissed. "And what if I don't?"

"Enough–!!" I screamed and pushed my hands out, but they never collided with their chests.

It collided with air, but it felt hard. Like a wall almost.

Time seemed to slow as I watched Saw and Lux fly back away from each other, as if being being yanked by some invisible chord.

They hit the ground with a hard thud and I blinked as I stared at my hands in shock, breathing hard.

I...Just used the force.

That's never happened before. Obi-Wan hadn't even begun teaching me how to actually use it yet.

How the hell did I just do that?

I didn't even hear them get up before I was being shoved, thrown onto my back.

Saw loomed over me, "You gonna say something, brat?"

He didn't even seemed affected by what happened. He probably thought I did it on purpose.

I swallowed and forced myself to act normal, making my face stern, "Maybe. Maybe not."

I didn't think it was possible, but Saws glare hardened, "Listen here, you hold no power, no authority, here. So don't walk around acting like you own the place. Got it?"

"Last time I checked, you don't own the place either. You're not even the leader technically." I rolled my eyes, standing up slowly and cautiously.

  Saw growled, "You have no idea what I did to get here."

"And you have no idea what I've been through to get here." I jabbed back.

He scoffed, "What kind of problems could a little girl like you have?"

"Things you could never get through." I swore, clenching my fists.

"Oh yeah?" He scoffed, "And what's that?"

"Why should I tell you?" I sneered. "You don't deserve to know."

"And you don't deserve to be here." He told me bitterly. "I don't know who raised you, but they obviously didn't do a good job–"

His words were cut off by my fist coming in contact with his nose.

Saw stumbled backwards from the shock of the hit, groaning as blood started to drip.

"I raised myself." I stated, voice eerily calm as I watched him hold his face in pain.

"Oh, yeah?" Saw straightened his back and rubbed his jaw, fixing his hard gaze back on me, "Well, I don't blame whoever left you. Any sane person would have done the same."

  "Thats quite enough." Obi-Wans voice broke our argument apart, hurrying into the scene, followed by Ahsoka and Lux. He must've gone to get help without me noticing.

I blinked and stepped back, looking down. "Master, I–"

"Not now." He cut me off, sounding angry for the first time since I met him. "Go wait in your tent, I will speak to you in a moment."

I swallowed and nodded, starting to walk off, glancing at Saw one last time.

He was fuming still, I could feel it, but he seemed perfectly calm, just staring at me with a bloody nose.

I sighed and hurried away, practically running to my tent that I shared with Ahsoka, hands shaking as I thought over what happened.

I paced around the small space for who knows how long, until eventually Obi-Wan showed up.

"I used the force." I blurted before I could stop myself.

He blinked and sighed. "Yes, I heard..."

"I-I didn't mean to, I didn't even know I even could!" I stressed, eyes wide.

Obi-Wan shook his head and put his hands on my shoulders, pushing me to sit down. "We will discuss that later."

My brows furrowed, "But...I-It's important..."

Obi-Wan nodded. "It is, but we have other things to discuss. Like you starting a fight."

I shook my head. "I-I didn't start a fight, Saw did. Lux and I were talking, and I guess he was eavesdropping, but he started to mess with us, Lux got mad, and I was trying to separate them. That's when I accidentally used the force...my part in the argument didn't really start till after that..."

Obi-Wan sat beside me, "And what exactly happened?"

I glanced to the floor, "Gerrara was... angry. I didn't mean to use the force, i-it just happened and it shoved him and Bonteri back, I was just trying to get them away from each other so they wouldn't attack one another."

Obi-Wan sighed, and I could feel the disappointment radiating off of him in waves. "And yet, you're the one who threw the punch..."

I swallowed, "I...I did...B-But he just– he was wanting me to make a move, and he was saying things that he knew nothing about–"

"Things that have to do with your family?" Obi-Wan raised a brow, having heard part of the argument.

I looked at him, "Y-You don't understand... I know I'm supposed to be living a different life, and I'm trying to... b-but he has no idea what I've done to still be alive..."

"That doesn't mean you start a fight." Kenobi chided. "There is darkness clouding you when it comes to this topic, Fae. You need to be careful. Hiding it will not work forever...The truth will come out somehow."

I stared at him then shook my head, "N-No...It can't. Please, Master, I– I can have a life without that..."

Obi-Wan looked at me sadly, "You can... but you need to actually accept whatever happened and move on...not just hide it."

I glanced away, "No one will look at me the same...W-Why can't we just... leave it be?"

Kenobi sighed and put a hand on my shoulder, "There are things in my life that I wish would not come to light, but...It will happen one day, or another. And I would rather have it be me telling the story, not someone else."

I bit my lip, "No one knows it here...It'd be impossible for them to tell."

I felt him shrug, "Sometimes there are other methods to finding out the truth. As I said before, there is darkness surrounding you, if an enemy senses this, that will be their target."

I hesitated, knowing that he wanted me to explain things now, but...I couldn't.

There was only one person ever who I'd told, and she spilled it to the whole town.

"I need more time..." I whispered after a moment, looking down. "I'm sorry, Master. For...For this, and for starting the fight."

It was silent for a moment before Obi-Wan stood up, "I know, dear...I will make sure everything is dealt with. For now, you should rest. It's been a long day for you."

I nodded slowly, not moving an inch, my mind on all his words.

Obi-Wan walked to the door and paused, "It will be alright...Just stay close to us tomorrow..."

He left a moment later, knowing that I wouldn't answer him.

I sighed heavily, slowly moving to lay down.

I did feel exhausted, he was right about that, but fear held onto me as I thought about what their reactions would be to what happened.

I bit my lip and screwed my eyes shut. I couldn't let them find out...They would never look at me the same...

I have a chance at a new life here, a good life, if I survive this mission. I won't screw it up with my past.

I pushed away the fear as best as I could, telling myself it was ridiculous to feel that way.

It's been four years, and I've only ever told one person out of trust. That was a mistake...One that I won't make again.

No one needs to know.

#star wars #clone wars #the clones #writing #wish come true

[authoralexharvey]

15 Questions, 15 Mutuals

Do I know 15 people who haven't done this yet? Fuck if I know. Anyway, was tagged by @carrotblr and @bebewrites so thank you! I realized the questions on both tags are different so I'm combining them try to stop me.

Tagging (sorry if you've already done this): @moonluringfrost, @linaket, @amewinterswriting, @atlasprieto, @vcaudley, @crescil, @decaymouth, @crosswise, @saintedseraph, @louyardley, @kjscottwrites, @minutiaewriter, @magic-is-something-we-create, @alistonjdrake, @asablehart

If you do this, feel free to pick 15 out of this list. Or do them all. Go nuts.

Everything else goes under a readmore for the sake of your dashboard.

1. Are you named after anyone?

My deadname, no don't think so. Not that my mother mentioned, anyhow. My name, though, was stolen from my middle name so. I named myself after myself, if you want to put it that way.

2. When was the last time you cried?

Uhhhh in like. July? Don't remember

3. Do you have kids?

I have a snake and a turtle. Those are enough for me.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?

Yes but I also struggle to understand it when it comes from others.

5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

I'm not sure tbh? Their faces I guess?

6. What’s your eye color?

Brown!

7. Scary movies or happy endings?

Scary movies make me way too anxious but I also like tragic endings more than happy ones.

8. Any special talents?

Singing! I have a pretty decent range. I also kinda,,, emulate whoever the singer is in general though. I guess that's a talent, too.

9. Where were you born?

Lost Wages. I mean--Las Vegas. Ngl, being born there, don't get the appeal.

10. What are your hobbies?

Writing (obviously), reading, playing video games

11. Have you any pets?

Snake and a turtle! Snake is named Sagora. Turtle is named Lyndis.

12. What sports do you play/have played?

I played volleyball in middle school, played baseball in elementary. I did Taekwondo for like. Two/three years too. That one was my favorite. I don't like most popular sports tbh

13. How tall are you?

5'4 I think.

14. Favorite subject in school?

Uhhhhh good question. Astronomy was cool.

15. Dream job?

Writer and menace to society.

16. Do you prefer owls, capybaras, or flamingos? 

Owls!

17. What is your favorite soup?

Creamy soups. Potato soup is pretty good. Miso is growing on me.

18. What is your favorite…rock (idfk)?

Uhhhhh igneous rocks are kinda cool. Amethyst has grown on me a lot. Otherwise, Lapis Lazuli is one of my faves.

19. Choose a familiar: 1) very dumb, very loving disobedient dog. He loves you but will never listen to you ever 2) a raven that speaks but it only ever shrieks the name of various fast food restaurants 3) a toad that screams like a teenage boy instead of croaks

Raven. He can help me decide if I want lunch.

20. Which planet do you feel like would be kind of an asshole if you met them? 

Mmmmmmm Saturn. Pluto I think would be an asshole but also it's an earned rage given how it got demoted from Planet status so like. yeah if Pluto was a dick I would at least deserve it.

21. if you were a worm would you love me? this worm question courtesy of ✨ @/legiomiam✨

yes

22. Least favorite type of clothing?

I was gonna say dresses but actually, tank tops. They're fine under other things, I guess, but I hate how they look by themselves.

23. You are now in a horror movie—so sorry. Chance of survival?

First to die man I would get paralyzed with fear and then that's it. Game over. I'm a goner.

24. Would you rather: the ability to instantly grow a perfect mustache, or ability to talk to vegetables?

talk to veggies. Tell me the secrets of the universe.

25. What do you think of whales?

Whales are good beans!

#tag games #alex has the floor

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hello there, ara <33 CONGRATS ON 200+ FOLLOWERS, YEEHAW !! so so so well deserved hehe 🎉 (i am proud to be one of said followers ;D)

for your current event, can i request prompt 3 x prompt 27 x fluff with taeyong (+ reader who has a fever)? and thank you for always putting out such good content, they make my day more often than you'd think 🤧

Can't Live Without You

Pairing: Lee Taeyong x reader Genre: fluff

3. "feeling better?" "it feels like i've been slapped but on the inside." "so... no? 27. "here comes the airplane!" "i can feed myself." "too bad."

Thank you for your request and your sweet words 😭 I'm glad my work makes your day<33 This was so cute to write! Requests open, check out my Prompts Event!

“I'm fine, you don't need to worry.” You whined, but Taeyong wouldn't hear any of it. “Trust me baby, you're really beautiful, but you kinda look miserable right now.” He winced when you hit his arm. “Gee, thanks.”

Taeyong sighed as he checked your temperature once again. “Nope. You need rest. And food. I'm gonna bring you some chicken soup okay? Don't go anywhere.” He smiled and blew a kiss at you. You thought about what you had ever done to deserve him.

He was back in a few minutes with some hot chicken soup for you. You were almost dozing off, your eyes sleepy already. Taeyong's fingers gliding through your hair woke you up a little. “Y/n, baby, I need you to sit up for me okay?”

Taeyong sat on the chair beside the bed after helping you sit up. He propped a pillow behind your back for support, and slowly took a spoonful of chicken soup, blowing on it slightly before pointing it towards you. “Here comes the airplane!” Taeyong made airplane noises with his mouth and you made a blank face at him. “I can feed myself." You groaned, but Taeyong shook his head. “Too bad.” He said, gently feeding you the soup.

After he was done feeding you, he handed you a mug of hot water for you to drink. He fetched some medicine from the bedside drawer. You started groaning the minute you saw them.

“Oh no not that medicine Yong- you know I hate it.” You whined. “I know baby but you need to have it, for your own good.” You mumbled something under your breath and scowled, but gulped the medicine down anyway.

After a few minutes he came back to your room, after cleaning up the kitchen. “Okay, we got some food in you, some water, some medicine.” He said, caressing your hair softly. "Feeling better?"

"It feels like i've been slapped but on the inside." You sniffed. "So... no?" Taeyong said, and you shook your head. “Its okay sweetie, it'll take some time.”

You nodded in understanding and held onto his hand. “I don't know how I'd live without you honey. Thanks.” You smiled for the first time since the morning. “Well, your mood seems to have improved. I'm always here baby.” He caressed your hand with his thumb.

“Yeah, I'm sorry you had to deal with my cranky self all morning.” You said, and he just shook his head. “That's alright, you're cute when you're cranky.” He said. Both of you laughed.

“You're unbelievable.” You said as you dozed off with Taeyong's fingers in your hair.

“I love you.” He softly whispered.

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[spaceoddball1969]

Falling for the Freak - Eddie Munson Fix-It Fic - Chapter 23

Hi hi! OH my gosh today was grand. I started moving into my apartment today. I did it all on my own so I could see it by myself for the first time. It is gorgeous. It’s literally nothing special but it is mine and I love it so much. I don’t even have a bed yet in there but every part of me wanted to just stay there tonight. I was walking through the bedrooms trying to decide which one I wanted to claim as my own and I went into one and the energy in this room felt so good. I didn’t think I would care that much about a bedroom, but ooh boy this room felt so special. It felt like a room where good things happen. And it has a window that looks out at the cutest little street and a bathroom straight up connected to it which is amazing. I am so excited to start living there full time. It just feels so right. Also, this is really weird but a year ago on this day my ex asked me to be his girlfriend and now I’m moving into my first apartment. Maybe August 5th is meant to be a big day in my life. Weird.

CHAPTER SUMMARY: We’re going to do a little time jump. Nothing crazy, but at least enough to the point where Eddie and the reader are mostly healed from their Upside Down wounds. After getting freed and caught up on school work, Eddie and the reader spend some much deserved down time. It’s fairly short but today was real long for me so I’m gonna keep it brief tonight. It’s a simple fluffy chapter. I hope you enjoy!

WARNINGS: FLUFF - literally just all the fluff. 

Chapter 23

It had been a few weeks since we had stopped Vecna from literally destroying Hawkins. The story about Jason went over without too many eyebrows getting raised. It was known to the town that Jason had gone a little haywire that week of spring break and most people bought it. The biggest disbelievers were his parents - of course - because they couldn’t fathom how their son could have been so cruel. However, most people seemed to roll with it and soon enough people were saying things like “I always knew there was something off about him,” and “He seemed like such a normal kids. Shows you can never really know what someone is thinking,” 

Unfortunately it didn’t make things much easier for Eddie. People were still wary around him, even though he had been declared innocent. It probably didn’t help that this declaration was made by the recently returned from the dead police chief. Hopper had told the town some story about how he wasn’t dead, but none of that really matttered to me. 

All that mattered was getting Eddie freed and healthy again. In the weeks after spring break, he had been taking his school work at home. His uncle would pick up assignments for him at the high school and bring them to him. In order to ensure that Eddie actually did his work, I spent most of my evenings at his trailer. I had to take time off work because after being nearly torn to shreds by demobats, standing on my feet all day renting movies didn’t seem like a great way to spend my time. I took the free time that I now had to help Eddie. And to catch up on my own school work. 

It was difficult to maintain my focus on my work when I had been traumatized by the events of spring break. I felt my dedication to school slipping and fought to keep it up. Luckily my professors were understanding and cut me some slack on due dates and things of that nature.

---

One particularly Friday nice afternoon, I had stopped by the grocery store after class and picked up supplies for grilled cheese and some canned tomato soup. Spring seemed to have sprung in Hawkins within the last week and suddenly everyone was wearing shorts and T-shirts. It wasn’t that warm, but after months of the could, a little sun felt like a drop of heaven.

I biked over to Forrest Hill and climbed the wooden steps to Eddie’s trailer. I knocked and Wayne opened the door. He greeted me with a smile and let me in. I had gotten to know Wayne quite well in the last few weeks. He was incredibly kind and hard working. He also truly loved Eddie. 

“I thought I would make us all some dinner,” I said, holding up the bags of food.

“Oh that’s sweet of you,” Wayne said. “But I’m getting ready to be on my way to work. I’m sure my nephew would appreciate the food though,”

“That’s too bad,” I said. “It’s always nice when you can join us for a little while,”

“You’re too kind, Miss Y/LN,” Wayne said. He had never called me by my first name. It seemed old fashioned but I thought it was cute.

Eddie stepped out of his bedroom then. He was wearing black cotton sleep pants and his new Hellfire shirt. He had to make a new one after the one he wore into the Upside Down got ruined. Eddie smiled when he saw me and planted a kiss on my cheek.

“Hey there,” he said, “I thought I heard you out here,”

“Ok Ed, I’m off to work, but you better be on your best behavior. This young lady just brought you dinner,” Wayne said. 

“Will do, sir,” Eddie said saluting his uncle.

Wayne smirked and stepped out the front door. Eddie turned to me with a soft smile on his face. “You brought me dinner?” he asked, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Yeah,” I said. “I was going to make us grilled cheese and tomato soup,” 

Eddie smiled and gave me a kiss. “Thank you,” he said.

“You’re welcome,” I said.

---

I got to work cooking the sandwiches while Eddie put some music on his stereo. I stood at the stove watching the sandwiches cook when Eddie wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and rested his chin on my shoulder.

“Those look amazing,” he said. 

“Thank you,” I said, “I try my best,”

“Well your best is amazing,” Eddie said. “You’re amazing,”

“Oh my gosh shut up,” I chuckled. “Where is all this coming from?”

“You’ve done so much for me in these last few weeks,” Eddie said, kissing my cheek. “I just want you to know how much I appreciate it,”

“I know you appreciate it,” I said. 

“Good,” Eddie said. “Because I really don’t want you to think I’m taking advantage of you,”

“Never,” I said. “I like taking care of you,”

“Yeah?” Eddie asked, a small laugh rumbling through his ribs.

“Yes,” I said. “How very domestic of me,” I laughed.

Eddie kissed my cheek again and then started trailing kisses down my neck. It made my toes curl but I had to keep my wits about me.

“Whoa, hey,” I said. “I have an open flame in front of me and sandwiches to cook. You hold back on all that funny business for now,”

Eddie moaned and dropped his head onto my shoulder. “Sandwiches can wait,” he said. “Can’t they?”

“Not when they’re already cooking, baby,” I laughed. “Eat your food and we’ll see what comes next, ok?”

“We’ll see what comes next?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “We’ll see how I decide to take care of you after we eat.”

“Or I could take care of you for a while,” Eddie said, kissing my neck again.

“Oh wow you have to not do that while I’m cooking,” I said. “Unless you want to burn down your uncle’s house,”

“Might be worth it,” Eddie said pressing another wet kiss on my neck.

“Seriously,” I said. One of the sandwiches was done and I loaded it up on plate for him. “Here’s your sandwich, take some soup and eat,”

We sat and ate our food in eager silence. Then Eddie looked up at me with a curious expression on his face. 

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing,” he said.

“What?” I asked. again.

“Seriously, it’s nothing,” Eddie replied.

“Eddie,” I said. “I saved the world with you, you have to tell me why you just looked at me like that,”

Eddie stared at me for another moment as if he was trying to size me up. He sighed. “What’re your thoughts on prom?”

“What?” I asked.

“You know, prom, the big dance,” Eddie said. “Totally lame or like something fun?”

“I don’t know, I guess it depends on who you’re with,” I said.

“What if you were with me?” he asked.

“I would have fun anywhere if I was with you,” I said. “You know, except for an eternally dark alternate universe.”

“So you’re saying you’d go to prom if it was with me,” Eddie said.

“Eddie, are you asking me to prom?” I asked.

“Possibly?” he said, uncertainly.

“You want to go to prom?” I asked.

“Maybe,” he said. “I haven’t for the last two years, and I don’t know, I thought it might be fun if we went together. We could get all dressed up and go dance to shitty music with a bunch of people younger than us that all kind of think I murdered three of our classmates. Now that I think about it, it’s probably not a good idea,”

I took his hand in mine. “Eddie, if you want to take me to your senior prom then there’s nothing else I’d rather do. I’d be honored to be your date. And who cares what the others think? We’ll have fun with each other. And I won’t lie, I would love to see you all dressed up,”

“Oh yeah?” Eddie asked.

“Yeah,” I said. “Can’t beat a man in a good suit,”

“You’d really go to prom with me?” he asked.

“Absolutely,” I said. 

“Cool,” Eddie said. “Because I already asked my uncle to buy the tickets,”

I couldn’t help but smile at him. He was perfect. He was literally just perfect. 

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[i--antimony]

this week we tuesdayposting

i havent the past 2 weeks because of Busy but ill tuesdaypost today and maybe return to shabbosposting this weekend..we'll see...gonna put a Hold on the delights for now though and replace with general wildcard Update Section

listening: my bf is into citypop/early jpop and he has some very chill playlists and he put this song on for me the other day, plus also been diving back into my old liked songs

reading: wikipedia articles, specifically bouncing around from puyi (last emperor of china) as a starting point, what a fuckwild period of history

watching: nothing but i want to start white lotus tonight :eyes:

playing: my partner got me nier: automata for switch as a holiday gift so i started playing that and i am SO bad at video games goddamn but i want to get the story so i'm looking forward to getting more into that!

making: nothing this week beyond working on quantumshawl snzzz

BONUS: no longer doing what delights have i experienced, instead just miscellaneous stuff that i think deserves mentioning (walking around, exercise, hangouts, special food...)

before coming back to school i spent a day in NYC with my mom and we had mediterranean-style food at a cafe that was SO good, ive never had such good tomato soup and falafel. 10/10. (it's called bite and it's on west 22nd and 6th ave if people are interested)

we went on a nice lil stroll and ended up at a sculpture and adjacent-art supply store which was super super cool

pics from art supply store, from least to Most cursed:

im also counting my workout efforts as walking around. im gonna get so buff. muscles that i didn't even know existed are sore.

the bf stayed with me for a week which was so nice. he made kimchi soup and it is so healing, and he made gyudon twice...he cooked dinner a lot now that im thinking about it oops. he also drank an entire gallon of milk and ate two dozen eggs while he was here. egg boy (affectionate)

start of the semester overall going well though. fingers crossed it keeps being good :)

#tuesdayposting

[sickprince33]

plus some miso soup I tried from the container before putting in the cup. I hate doing that, eating /drinking before taking a picture

it’s so satisfying to look. Back knowing that’s exactly what I let myself have like that’s it right there

Nothing to think I let extra slide or anything it’s right there so I know idk it gives me peace of mind so much

I have miso soup and clear soup I could just eat that and be fine today,.

-I was about to list what i could cook but when I think about it it’s so much

Like I could just go color and listen to my good playlist!!!

I’m gonna put my soup back in the fridge I warmed it up

But it tastes salty and I don’t feel like I want anything in me that tastes like anything.

I like seeing other people eat and talk and laugh but then me it’s like I like being left out of it, I deserve to be left out of it.

I don’t know why

I would seriously need someone to be my friend and make me feel ok to get a drop bigger than I am right now.

It feels like I am doing something like stealing from a cash register every time I eat.

Like I’m doing something I’m not supposed to so I write down how much I did

I feel hunger like I know I could eat

But seeing how other people do it, so carelessly not writing or planning out

Just a drink here with 300 calories

Stop and get candy at the store

Like no no no no no no no no no no no

all of these nos I’m writing give me peace

everything is just no

and that is clean and happy and I’m good I didn’t do anything. Wrong !!!!

#tw ed diet #sk1nn1 #sk1nny legs #4n0r3x14 #4na diary #4na vent #4namia #tw ed in the tags #i will be sk1nny #sk1nnie #ed but not sheeran #ed meals #th1n$po #ana meal #ana trigger #tw ana relapse #skiny model