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I can’t title this or explain this writing.
Just accept this thing that came out of silly ideas brain storming with @hydrangeasheart
This is kinda based on their AO3 story au but could be read without context from the story (probably)
Important points are just that - Dream is possessed by Demon still (Dreamon) and Phil, Techno, Ranboo and Tommy are all living in Techno’s house. It’s crammy.
Word count: 3261
English is not my first language so there might be some grammar errors
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“Technoblade, we need to talk.”
“Do we now?”
“Yes. I know we both don’t exactly like each other, but this is about Dream.”
“Now why would you think that will make me more inclined to listen to you?”
“I am unarmed, the worst I can do is spit on you.”
“Gross. Fine. You have five minutes.”
“Something weird happened the other day.”
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“Come here Fundy~” Dream called, as he walked towards Fundy, keeping up with his pace even though Fundy was running.
“No! I am sorry! Please leave me alone!” Fundy yelled, almost stumbling.
“Come on Fundy~ We can have fun together~” Even without seeing his face, you could hear his excitement from the chase in his voice.
“Fundy over here!” Puffy called to him. Fundy quickly made a turn and ran towards her, causing Dream to also start running now.
Fundy was screaming off the top of his lungs as he ran into the border of the Holy Land, the land of Twitch Prime church. Puffy caught Fundy into a hug, embracing him into her protection, as Bad came to stand next to them, already pissed to see Dream causing misery on another child yet again. Dream did not stop, even when he saw them. There was something maniacal and threatening in his movements.
Well… Until one moment anyway.
The moment that Dream’s body passed the border into the Holy Land, it was as if his body just stopped mid air, before he fell face first into the dirt. The sight of dream just down on the earth with his face in the dirt was definitely an unexpected sight. The fact he didn’t immediately get up as well, but rather just laid there for a moment was even weirder.
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“Dream just wanted to kiss the dirt.” Techno commented as the eyes of the other side bore into him.
“Can you shut up and listen?” The other nether creature replied as Techno just shrugged. “The next part was really unpredictable and weird.”
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The first to break the silence that fell on all of them was Fundy - as he barked out a laugh.
Dream slowly sat up, crossing his legs and looking around him rather confused.
“What… What is going on?” Dream spoke up, turning his head to look at the trio. Fundy was still trying to calm his laugh while Dream just whipped the dirt off his mask without taking it off.
“Uhh… We are supposed to ask you that.” Captain Puffy asked gently, nudging Fundy to stand behind her. Dream kinda nodded along, but it was obvious he was still severely confused over something, as his nodding just kinda went on.
“Dream did you just hit your head? Do you have a concussion or something?” Bad spoke up, causing Dream to turn his head to look at him. He tilted his head a little, as if considering that as an option. “You were chasing Fundy when you just… It looked like you stumbled on air. How did you even fall?”
“I-- I can’t say I am totally sure where I am even… So Uhm… Could I uhh… Could we put this whole thing aside for a moment while I go to uhh… Corner… To… Regroup myself?” Dream slowly got up, cleaning the dirt off himself in light brushes. Fundy hid behind Puffy, as she looked over to Bad. Bad just looked like he was trying to process everything as he kinda gestures to a corner behind the church.
“Uhh, remember no fighting or killing on Twitch Prime Holy Land” Bad simply added as Dream walked over to the corner.
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“Oh wait, I can hear my tea kettle going off.”
“Technoblade!”
“Just relax. Dream walked off anyway, right? Bad, Puffy and Fundy probably just stared at him until he did something else weird. The story is at a pause from Bad’s point of view.”
“You talk as if there is another one.” The visitor scoffed as Techno rolled his eyes.
“There is, just not one that we know.”
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“Yo, what the fuck was that right now?” Dream grumbled, turning with his back to the trio and taking off his mask to clean it better. No answer came back to him. “Real mature, can you talk to me and explain yourself? The sudden switch really hurt! It’s not fun to kiss the goddamn dirt.”
The ever staying silence was growing unsettling for Dream. It’s not like he didn’t like it. He preferred his head to be quiet, and having control over his body is definitely nicer than not, but this was all too weird.
He placed the mask back around his face, securing it tightly. He tried to find a reason for the sudden switch, this was definitely not normal for the Demon to do. He wasn’t in any danger, could it be that it didn’t want to deal with BadBoyHalo again? That is a possibility but the Demon was feeling cockily confident this time around so…
He took a look around the Holy Land. He realizes now that he was never really here… This specific land anyway was created after he was already possessed. He saw it from the outside, but he, well, the Demon never really stepped into--
He let his arms drop to his sides.
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“Anyway yeah, I am here.”
“It’s cold out here.”
“Yeah, well, deal with it. You are not coming into my house. Continue your Bad’s story that he told you. Dream went to the corner, what happened then?”
“I am glad you are so interested in the story.”
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“You can’t be on this land. You can’t control me while I am here, I am free here!” Dream practically shouted.
“Uhh Dream?” Bad spoke, catching his attention again.
It seemed as if he forgot that there were people around him and was just reminded of that fact. He turned to look at the trio who were awfully confused.
Puffy had that motherly worried look in her eyes, and Bad could see how he obviously was attracted to Puffy’s motherly nature. He was her duckling as she used to say. He kind of moved to stand in front of Puffy as well now.
He looked like there were plans running through his head, something that worried and scared Bad.
“I have a question about the Holy Land.” Dream came over casually, trying not ro make any sudden movements that might give them any concerns, even though he could clearly see on their faces they already thought he was insane.
“Uhh… This is a change of topic but sure?” Bad spoke. All of them stared at him in curiosity.
“Can I live on it?”
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“Pfft-- Nerd I knew he was homeless.”
“Technoblade.”
Techno notioned the action zipping his lips as the other sighed.
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“What???” The reply was almost sung in unison by the trio. Dream simply nodded, placing one of his hands in the pocket of his hoodie, waiting patiently for a reply.
“I mean… There are no rules against it…?” Puffy started, trailing off to look at Bad as if he will have any help in finding a proper reply for Dream. Bad was looking just as confused, and he also looked like he was still processing everything. “But I think you will make people uncomfortable here with all your gear and--”
“That is not a problem!” Dream replied before Puffy could finish her sentence.
He started to drop to the ground everything he had on him. Protective gear, his sword, his axe, his crossbow, his bow, his arrows, even his golden apples and potions. Fundy in a hurry starts to pull everything to a pile behind Puffy and Bad, looking in awe at the gear.
“Wait Dream, are you being serious here? No tricks, no lies, no--”
“No manipulation.” Dream finished Bad’s words before placing his last golden apple down, as it gets snatched by Fundy right away.
“I think I will live here like a monk. That sounds so exciting, doesn’t it? Me living like a monk. Devote myself to church prime, away from causing harm and instead taking care of this land. More purple flowers will be nice for this place, no?”
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A laugh fell out of Techno’s lips.
“A monk?” He snorted, unable to contain his amusement. Dream surprised him a lot in the past couple of years, mostly for the worse, but this was a whole new thing.
“Hey, that is what Bad told me.” Sapnap crossed his arms, growing irritated with the pig’s attitude.
“And you believe everything Bad tells you?” Techno let another amused gruff leave his throat as Sapnap growled lowly.
“No. I went to check it out myself.”
“Oh?”
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“Dream?” Sapnap called, as he walked into the Holy Land. He can’t deny the fact that the land looked a lot more taken care of. With more flowers around and well cut grass… Was Dream actually staying here and taking care of the place?
Dream came out of a tiny shack that was built inside the borders of the Holy Land. It was off to the side, and there wasn’t even a proper path yet. He looked towards Sapnap, and moved the mask a little to reveal a genuine happy smile.
“Dream, what is this? What are you doing?”
“Reforming! And terraforming. Wanna see the wheat farm?? Oh it came out so beautiful! I am actually farming! Can you believe that?” Dream started to speak, so excited as if he wasn’t allowed to talk to anyone in years.
He simply also started to walk away from Sapnap, leading him to the wheat farm he didn’t ask to see.
“That… That is a nice farm… Dream do you not remember all the shit you have done?”
Dream quickly ran his hand over the wheats before sighing and turning to Sapnap.
“You think I can forget? I can’t. There is no forgetting, and believe me when I say that there is no one, and I mean no one, who hates me more than me.”
Sapnap couldn’t see Dream’s eyes, but he didn’t need to see them. His voice spoke truth. The way he bite his lower lip, before letting a sigh out and forcing a smile back.
“I am guessing Bad told you. I really do mean what I said. I am planning to stay in this land. I can’t fix what has been done… But I can at least stay here and… And…” Dream stumbled over his words for a moment.
“And be a monk?” Sapnap asked, crossing his arms, earning an iconic Dream laugh.
“Yes! Do you want to taste the cake I baked? I think it came out decent!”
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“No Techno, that is stupid! I am not going to allow you to do that!” Phil’s worried tone echoed through the house.
Ranboo buried his head further into Tommy’s lap, as Tommy just gently placed his hands over his ears as if that would help.
“Do you think he will go…?” Ranboo eventually asked, when it sounded like Techno and Phil walked away from each other.
“I… I don’t know…” Tommy admitted. “I know he is my big brother and all but… Techno was always full of surprises I guess…”
Ranboo simply hummed in agreement. “I wish Sapnap didn’t come here. Phil sounds so worried for Techno.”
“I think it’s because he knows Techno is able to sneak out.” Tommy sighed.
“I mean this is his house.” Ranboo added, making Tommy chuckle.
“Boys,” Phil’s voice came from the door, as Ranboo sat up to look at him and Tommy turned to look at him, “It’s bedtime, did you brush your teeth Tommy?” He asked as Tommy groaned, making Ranboo snicker.
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“Techno?” Tommy slurred tiredly, watching Techno wear his cape.
“Go back to sleep, Tommy. I will be back by morning.” He walked over to Tommy and messed up his hair before picking up his axe.
“Are you going to see him…?” Tommy looked at Techno with worried eyes as Techno held back a sigh but let his shoulders drop a little.
“Yeah, I have to see Monk Dream. Can you imagine how stupid he looks?” He tried to joke, turning his back on Tommy. He could hear Tommy stifling a laugh, and he smiles to himself.
“Stay safe, okay?”
“Holy Land or not, my axe was never a believer.”
“Techno!”
“Shhh, I won't disrespect the Holy Land, I promise. Go to bed.”
Techno opened the door. When he didn’t hear Tommy walking away, he turned to look at him again. “Good night Tommy.”
Tommy let a smile stretch on his lips. “Good night Techno.”
The moment Techno closed the door he was face to face with Ghostbur. He almost jumped out of his own skin, placing a hand over his chest to try and swallow the yelp that got stuck in his throat.
He still needed to stay quiet, it’s the first time in forever where Phil actually fell asleep and he can leave quietly.
“Ghostbur, can you no?” He grumbled as Ghostbur smiled weakly.
“Sorry, I was just worried about you.��
“Worried? Why?” Techno didn’t wait for a reply from Ghostbur, as he began to walk away from the house. Ghostbur, of course, just floated along.
“I overheard your talk with Phil… From a couple of days ago? He doesn’t want you to go see Dream.”
Techno stayed silent. He couldn’t be upset at Phil not wanting him to visit Dream, especially not alone. After everything that Dream did? And even if he was to go to see Dream with someone else by his side… It wouldn’t be right, not like he has who to tag along.
He needs to see this “monk phase” that Dream is going through. He chuckled at his own thoughts. Ghostbur tilted his head, trying to look at Techno without floating into a tree by accident. Techno just shook his head.
“I need to see this for myself, Ghostur. It’s important to me.”
“Even if you are going against Phil’s wishes?”
“Phil won’t be mad for long over this, he will understand. He has every right to worry, but I am an adult. I can make my own choices.”
Ghostbur stayed silent for a moment. Techno looked at him from the corner of his eyes.
He sometimes wondered what went in Ghostbur’s head. His thoughts must be so different then Wilbur’s as he is in general so different from him.
God this wasn’t the time to miss Wilbur.
“Well, I surely can’t stop you, so can I just be your escort until we get there?”
“I won’t refuse the company.”
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Techno stood at the border of the Twitch Prime Holy Land, and watched as Dream watered the flowers at the moon light. He couldn’t bring himself to call out to Dream. Not like he needed to, it didn’t take Dream long to notice him and wave over to him.
He decided against waving back, standing guard with the axe in hand. His knuckles whitened as he tightened the grip on the axe. He watched Dream place down the watering can and walk over to him, stopping a good distance from the border.
Techno couldn’t help but note that he didn’t stop away from him, but away from the border.
“So you really meant it when you said you are not going to leave the borders of the Holy Land.” Techno decided to break the silence. As much silence they can get in the middle of the night. The crickets were goddamn loud, but it still felt awfully quiet.
Especially because the voices in his head seemed to be at rest as well, or maybe just curious of how this will all go down.
Dream reached up to take off his mask, as he smiled widely.
“I did. It’s great to see you Tech! You were one of those people I was sure that wouldn’t come to see me…” Dream looked around the Holy Land. His face looked to be content and happy.
“Why stay there?” Techno asked, trying to keep his composer. He knew Ghostbur was probably watching them from afar, so he did his best to keep himself calm. But this situation was too surreal.
He ran the blade of the axe around the outside of the border. Dream crooked his head to look at the blade then at Techno.
“It’s quiet here. No voices, no one to control me, no one to tell me what to do, I am free to just…” He stopped himself for a moment as Techno squinted at him, waiting for him to finish. Techno’s voices were always slightly quieter around the Twitch Prime church, but he always guessed they were just against religion. Did Dream have voices as well? And this talk about no one controlling him…
He never did finish his sentence.
“Do you like the flowers?” Dream gestured to the various flowers planted around.
“They seem lovely, I am sure.”
“Oh right, you aren’t wearing your glasses. Must be tough to see in the dark without them.” Dream started to tap his cheek with one hand, and his mask with another hand. If the mask was on his face, he would simply tap it. Techno hated the fact that he knew his mannerism so well, but also found it so comforting to see him act the same as they were kids.
“You are not going to try and force me into the Holy Land to see your little flowers?” Techno asked, trying to read Dream’s expression. It was honestly just pure thinking. As if this man was not manipulating his little brothers a couple of weeks ago.
Dream simply shook his head. “I can’t force you to come in, Techno. It’s not the same as we were kids…”
Quiet fell between them. Technoblade couldn’t explain it, but he hung his axe into his belt and simply fixed the braces on his arms. Something about that sentence alone made him decide to let his guard down, just a little.
“So uh… What else besides the flowers are you doing here?”
Dream’s lips spread into a wide smile.
“I baked cookies! I was told the cake I baked was not great, and I have to say I kind of agree, maybe more frosting is needed, but you can’t go wrong with chocolate chip cookies!”
Dream’s enthusiasm about cookies was almost ridiculous to listen to.
“Where did you get the cocoa beans?” Techno asked, trying to sound casual and not tease Dream’s behavior.
“Oh, Puffy agreed to bring me things for stuff like this, saying she will supervise me to make sure I am staying true to my word. I actually enjoy her company, she is very motherly.” Dream smiled. Before Techno could even question the part of supervision or the motherly behavior, Dream started to talk again.
“Oh! And apparently, come here along the border-” He spoke as he started to walk along the inside border with a few good feet from it, as Techno reluctantly followed along the outside of the border, “This area is considered also a part of the Holy Land! This little water area. So yesterday, you won’t believe this, But I fished!”
“You are right, I don’t believe you.” Techno tried to stifle a laugh, but an amused snort still escaped.
“You laugh! But I have caught two fishes!”
“Oh yeah? How long did that take you?”
“We don’t talk about that.”
Techno started to laugh, this all felt so familiar and so right, it almost felt wrong. But he laughed, and Dream huffed before joining into the laugh with Techno.
#things that grow in the snow au#a couple of hours ago I said this will be short and funny#then jaybird convinced me to make it into a piece#so I added angst#then I said I wont finish it today#technically I didn't finish it yesterday#it's 12am here#a new day#anyway#have fun with this#i like#technoblade#dream smp#techno
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Survey #477
“hell doesn’t want them / hell doesn’t need them / hell doesn’t love them”
Which breed of dog do you find most scary? I'm not scared of them personally, but the sheer potential of the Tibetan mastiff is terrifying. I mean the thing hunts bears.
What’s the secret to your success? What success?
Do you keep any photos in your wallet? Yes, of some of my nieces and nephews. I need to organize my wallet and get all of them...
Would you ever wear a white tuxedo? Eek, I think white wouldn't look good on me. I'd wear a black one, though.
Do you prefer brown or white bread? Brown/wheat.
Have you ever spent an entire day in bed? Ohhhh yes. I did that for years, literally until yesterday. I used to do everything in my bed. Now I've finally moved into the spare room when I'm on my laptop.
Don’t you just find it annoying when people get too much plastic surgery? No? Do what you want with your body, boo.
Whose birthday is next, out of all the people you know? My boyfriend's.
Do you have embarrassing parents? Dad can be embarrassing.
What’s something that really matters to you? My mental health.
Tell me something interesting about one of your close relatives: Uhhh. I'm blanking. I'm not really close to my extended family.
Do you like the smell of freshly-mown grass? NO NO NO I HATE IT.
If given the opportunity, would you employ a monkey-servant? Absofuckinglutely not. That's horrible animal abuse.
Do you get a lot of earwax (don’t be shy)? Yes. It's partially why I got wax adhered to my eardrums: I was pushing too much back with using q-tips too much.
Do you find green eyes attractive? Very.
Who depends on you the most? My pets.
Would you ever donate a kidney to anyone, and who? My mother comes to mind absolutely instantly, given she only has one kidney.
Can you really be racist to a white person? It's possible to be racist towards any race... I've never understood this question.
What was the first website you made an account on? I want to say Neopets.
Do you listen to any podcasts? No. I'd love to listen to Mark, Bob, and Wade's, I'm just so bad with keeping up with podcasts. I've tried.
Do you prefer long or short surveys? Long ones, if you couldn't tell. I combine surveys for a reason: I'd be spamming the FUCK out this place otherwise.
Do you enjoy making YouTube videos or just watching? Watching. I miss making them honestly, but I just don't have the motivation to dedicate to even a short project. When I edited videos, I was VERY slow at it, and I just don't wanna invest the time anymore.
Do you think vlogging in public is scary? I would be MORTIIFED. I don't know how some people can do it so confidently.
Would you want to be in a collab channel on YouTube? I could see myself having a gaming channel where I was either with a friend or s/o. It'd be fun, like chilling on the couch and just chatting while playing. Not trying to be funny or anything, just... chillin'. Some people (myself included) enjoy that content.
Have you been to an escape room? Was it a success? I haven't, but it'd be cool.
Have you ever recorded a cover of a song? No.
Do you prefer hoodies or sweaters more during the autumn? Hoodies.
What's the best Halloween costume you had as a kid? I don't remember.
Does family come to your home for the holidays, or do you go to theirs? We go to my older sister's place.
Have you been diagnosed with CoVid-19 since the pandemic began? Not yet, but I'm getting tested Friday.
How often do your pets have to visit the vet? Venus, essentially never unless she has a serious issue. Reptile doctors aren't very available here. Roman has only been to the vet once to get neutered. And I think his shots?
How many times have you been in the hospital in your lifetime thus far? A good number of times.
Cheese-Itz. Cheese Balls, Goldfish, or Cheetos? Ohhh, I think I have to go with Goldfish, but I like them all, save or Cheese Balls.
Have you ever made your own trail mix before? What did you put in it? No.
What is your favorite thing to eat alongside peanut butter? Chocolate.
Do your pets sleep on the furniture or in their own pet beds? Venus is obviously in her terrarium, usually sleeping behind her water bowl. Roman always sleeps in my bed snuggling me. :')
If you have dogs, how often do you take them for walks? We don't have a dog.
Does anything on your body cause you chronic pain? Any chronic illnesses? Yes, my legs. I have chronic mental illnesses for sure.
What is your favorite Thanksgiving food? Just rolls, ha ha. I'm not a fan of Thanksgiving food in general.
Would you prefer cake or pie as a birthday treat? Cake; I don't like pie.
What is something annoying about the person you like/love? Nothing he does really annoys me.
What is something that makes you feel old? My knees and energy level in general, ha ha. And how early I can go to sleep nowadays.
When's the last time you experienced a panic attack? Over what? Hm... I don't like to abuse the term panic attack, so I'm not entirely sure. I'm definitely familiar with them, but shit's gotta be pretty extreme for me to consider it a genuine panic attack and not an anxiety attack.
Which professions do you feel deserve the highest amount of pay? Probably surgeons.
Do you donate to a specific charity or cause on an annual basis? No, but I desperately wish I could. :/
What's the highest amount of money you received in a card? I want to say $300? My paternal grandpa was way, WAY too generous. Like seriously, I think the dude met my sisters and me ONCE. I really do wish I'd taken up Dad's offers to go to Michigan with him before he passed away. I only turned it down because he didn't have WiFi, which is a horrible, selfish excuse. I wanted to know him better.
Did you get any scholarships or grants towards your education? I think?
Have you ever wondered what your pets are saying to you? Roman? ALL the time, especially because when I talk to him, he usually answers in his own kind of meow. It's adorable.
Have you ever had to turn someone in before? For what? No.
Describe a time where one of your parents embarrassed you. Oh my goddddd. When Dad was helping me take care of my laptop when it was broken, he was consistently SO rude to the employees, convinced they were trying to scam him into paying more money. Which they certainly weren't. I wanted to DIE when we were in that store.
Do you prefer grapes, raisins, or prunes? Grapes. The other two are gross.
Have you ever had a party when your parents weren't home? No.
What is something that irks you about your sibling(s)? Nothing. They're wonderful women.
If you get married, will you take your spouse's last name? Yes, please get rid of my last name.
Do you still eat Lunchables as an adult? Hell yeah, man.
What's your favorite comfort food? Ice cream.
If you had to work in a store, which would you choose, and why? An actually good pet store. Not a chain one that gets their pets from breeding farms and doesn't know jack shit about the animals. You won't ever see me adopt a pet, especially a reptile, from places like PetSmart and Petco. They are so goddamn ignorant. Hell, I'd probably be willing to work with people if I was an employee in a proper pet store, because I'd be so excited about the animals and helping them get adopted into homes that will suit and treat them well.
If you were a teacher, which subject would you teach? English or science.
Do you spend a lot of time outdoors in the summer? Hell no, I HATE summer.
Do you have a desk in your room? Not my bedroom, no, but in the spare room/my "office," I do. I've finally moved into there to get out of my bed except for sleeping. I'll tell you, my back sure hurts, though.
What did your favorite backpack in high school look like? Yo, I had the COOLEST Ouija board backpack. The zipper was even a planchette.
Do you wear band tees? Of course.
Frosting: chocolate or vanilla? Chocolateeeee.
Ice cream: chocolate or vanilla? Depends on my mood.
Do you drink protein shakes? No, I can't stand the taste.
What is the highest name-brand thing you own? Nothing unrealistically expensive.
What color GameBoy did you have as a kid? Red.
What was your favorite GameBoy game? Man, I can't pick! My sisters and I had a whole lot.
Do you have a PayPal account? No.
Would you be interested in building a water feature for a garden? If *I* wasn't the one building it, sure, ha ha. A koi pond would be amazing.
Do you consider the letter "Y" a consonant or a vowel? I see it as a consonant, but I know it can be a vowel. Pick a side, Y.
Would you rather wear a tie or a bowtie? Hm, idk.
Which birds are most common around your neighbourhood? Sparrows or robins? Idk.
Are you the kind of person to look at accident sites, when passing them by? Admittedly, yes. Morbid curiosity is real.
Have you ever seen a polydactyl cat? Only online.
Are there any languages you could try to work out what some words mean? A good deal of German, probably.
What is your dearest stuffed animal that you own? Why is that? My stuffed moose Brownie, which I got from Cabela's in Ohio. I cuddled him every night as a kid for MANY years. He's on my shelf now. <3
Have you ever had to try to pronounce words that have letters with umlauts? That's common in German, so.
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Name something awesome from another culture that is not part of yours: I'm not educated enough on other cultures to answer this, sadly.
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Do you currently own any teddy bears? Yeah, stored away.
Have you ever caught fireflies? All the time as a little kid! My sisters and I loved that.
Do you know anyone who has changed their first name? Not legally (to my knowledge), but I have a number of trans friends who have.
Do you know anyone who has been on life support, and survived? No. At least, I don't think so.
Do your parents have a strong relationship together? Holy fuck no.
What was the last necklace you wore? It was my bottlecap one with the Halo of the Sun from Silent Hill 3 as the center.
If there was such a thing as a mental health first aid kit, what would you want to be in it? Can it only be physical items? If that's the case, gimme a bit of candy, some money for a tattoo, a Mountain Dew, a new meerkat plushie to cuddle, a weighted blanket... Stuff like that.
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How Long Does It Take For A Neutered Cat To Stop Spraying
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21 point system of Healthy and Happy life
21 point system of Healthy and Happy life
Here I am sharing a 21 point system of Healthy and Happy life, I have been following my entire life, it doesn't matter, what is the current status of your body and mind if you dedicatedly follow and apply these solutions in your daily routine regularly, you can see a significant improvement in your body-mind status.
Everyone think and dream to live a healthy and happy life, but only thinking and dreaming about it not make it a reality in your life. If you want something in your life, you need to do certain activities and dedicated work towards that goal.
If you see anyone in his/her BMI, shape and good health status, just check and inquire, you will find that they all are following some or all of above-mentioned activities or routines to keep them in shape and good health status.
Your healthy and happy life should be your main concern, and it totally depend upon a healthy body and mind, do not let anything else decide your fate. Be a master of your own destiny not a slave of your sick and unconscious habits and slavery of your taste buds.
These are time tested and proven habits and daily routines, they are simple, easy and anyone can make them part of their daily life and get benefit by applying them sincerely, honestly.
Read them carefully and start applying and including them in your lifestyle and daily routine, within 90 days you will see a great transformation and change in your body-mind status. It depends upon your dedication, sincerity and doing it regularly, without any excuse and interruption.
21 point system of Healthy and Happy life
1. Count your calories and quantity of food intake. Eat only as much you need to live energetically and fully charged. Don't eat more or less than what your body needs.
2. Eat natural, organic and fresh foods and fruits, eat fermented foods regularly, and make them a part of your regular diet. Eat Dosa-Idli, Dhokla, Yoghurt, and other healthy fermented foods.
3. Drink purified water, at least 3 to 5 glass a day, water is most important thing required to keep you hydrated, healthy and alive. (Don't drink, harsh, contaminated and hard water)
4. Eat nuts and fruits in place of junk and fried foods and snacks. The good thing about natural and healthy foods is that you cannot eat them more than required.
It is a nature of healthy and nutritious food, they satiate you with a little quantity and provide you a great amount of nutrition. They are full of healthy proteins, minerals, vitamins, and healthy fats.
You can see it by yourself how many apples, almonds or cashew nut you can eat at one time, a little quantity of them keep you satiate and full and bring you enough energy and taste to carry on your day.
But it is not true in the case of junk foods and drinks, they make you addictive of them. They create cravings for them, they are made of substances which create the need for them in your blood and you turned become addicted to them.
It is not happening in case of any natural and healthy food and food ingredient, but it is opposite in case of Junk foods and drinks, they keep you slave of your taste buds and utterly sick chemical filled harmful foods and drinks.
All these food giants and multinationals made people slave to their foods and it is done with great harmful techniques and biggest conspiracies to exploit and make people slave to their unhealthy and ugly foods.
5. Consume Organic Olive Oil, Mustard Oil and Extra Virgin cold pressed Coconut Oil, and Organic Clarified Butter (Shuddha Ghee), check what is good for your health. I consume 20 to 30 ML of oil on my whole day meal and consuming only organic and certified for the last 3 years.
6. Avoid eating outside, if you need to stay longer away from home, keep some nuts, sprouts or homemade food with you and purified water bottle (Avoid Plastic bottles), don't eat frozen foods, ice cream, processed food you kept in your refrigerator, remove all of them from there.
7. Don’t eat a lot of dairy products, sweets purchased from outside, sweets made with them have the possibility of impurities and adultery more than anything else. Nowadays dairy products are most adultered and contaminated food products, they are very risky and harmful if it is not organic and fresh.
8. Don’t eat deep-fried snacks, like Samosa, Kachori, and AalooVada, bread pakora, and all of this kind selling by the roadside vendors or any restaurant, because they are using low-quality, high cholesterol and unhealthy fats containing oil, for frying them and they use this oil till it degraded most.
They made things in very unhygienic conditions and with poor grade food materials to reduce production costs; they also used preservatives to increase their shelf life, especially for sweets and dairy products.
Edible oils have a tendency to get rancid, every time they deep fried the snacks in that oil on high flame and smoke point, the oil gets more rancid every time, and it is highly dangerous for our health. So stop eating these unhealthy and life-threatening spoiled foods made with highly toxic oil in unhygienic conditions.
9. Eat more raw vegetables and fruits, like cucumber, cilantro, carrots, ginger, garlic, lemon, beetroot, radish, onion, leafy greens like spinach. Prefer to eat only a Vegetarian diet, it has a lot of benefits.
10. Consume unfiltered organic raw Apple Cider Vinegar and organic honey and lemon.
11. Always check your weight frequently, do exercise regularly, to keep you fit and high in spirit.
12. Don’t drink carbonated beverages and Alcoholic drinks, they have a dangerous level of concentrated sugar and very harmful substances, pesticides in them which is highly responsible for poor metabolism, diabetes, and obesity.
Alcohol, carbonated beverages, and Junk food disturb your digestive system, very badly; it is the cause of Leaky gut syndrome and highly inflamed gut and intestine.
A habit of drinking these harmful drinks and beverages leads to poor or nil absorption of nutrients, irregular level of insulin and an imbalance in hormone level. These all things are individually and collectively responsible for obesity and most of the critical and deadly diseases you have or may be caught by them soon if not taken care.
13. Exercise well, at least walk 45 to 60 minutes a day, take the sunshine in the morning, at least 15 minutes, visit natural green places, do physical activities, walk, run, swim, physical exercise and do all the chores at home as much possible.
14. Make a healthy Routine - Have good eating, sleeping habits, and regular routine. Eat dinner before 8.30 pm and make a habit to go to sleep early up to 11.30 PM and wake up at 6 O' clock in the morning. Go to the nearest garden if there is any.
15. Do not Eat Bakery Foods - Away from bread, bakery foods, cakes, and everything made of refined wheat flour(white flour or maida) and refined sugar and other unhealthy sweeteners, syrups.
Check what gives you more strength, energy and free body mind and what sucks you more and more, only you know better, so do the right things at any cost.
16. Do not Store Junk at Home - Don’t fill your kitchen and fridge with all kind of junk, free it from them. Stop storing junk at your home, kitchen cabinets. You eat always what is easily available to you at home or outside. Replace it with fruits, nuts, dry fruits, and nutritious food.
17. Google about everything before you eat and consume, know what are you eating all the time and what impact they are making on your body-mind. You will be shocked to know the truth about most of them. You don't know what have you done with your body and mind in yesteryear and still doing now.
18. Keep yourself in the company of people who are highly health conscious and help you to live a regular and healthy routine. Because we do a lot of things due to the associations we have with people with similar habits and activities.
19. Keep a weighing machine in your home so you can frequently check your weight. Get a Health Checkup to know your current health status and do it once in a year at least.
20. If possible consume only Organic food products grains, pulses, spices, nuts, oils and vegetable, fruits available to you or you can purchase all of them online.
It will help you to keep you away from the poisonous effects of harmful pesticides and chemicals you are getting through non-organic foods, grains, fruits, and vegetables.
21. Eat more ginger, garlic, and healthy spices in your food like saunf, jeera, ajwain, Lawang, Elaichi, Hing, methi dana, black pepper red chili powder, flax seeds, chia seeds, sunflower seeds, pumpkin seeds, all organic and as required, it is all available online.
I promise you if you are applying all these things in your life, routine and eating habits, will never catch by obesity or any critical diseases, check this out by yourself. You can witness it by yourself if applied.
80% of disease you caught with is due to your irregular habits and diseased digestive system and leaky gut and infected and an inflamed GI tract.
You can check every fact I have mentioned here on Google or with your health consultant. It is tried, tested and applied methods and activities, I have learned and practicing for the last 37 years.
Read it carefully, research well before applying anything suggested here or by anyone for anything, do experiments observe and find what works best for you.
Everyone has a different body, mindset and activity and pattern of life so things will work always differently to the different people as per their level of awareness, will, and adaptability of things and solutions given to them.
I am eating all these things and following all the above-mentioned activities and routines, as much as possible, if anyone doing what is listed here, he /she never will get obese and diseased in normal case.
Stay Healthy, Happy and Blessed.
Amazingsubahu
*Disclaimer - Everything suggested in this article is a suggestion, and it does not warrant anyone for any specific results or benefits it may deliver.
These are simple observations came from my own experimentation and exercises, it may produce different results for different people, as per their physical and mentally healthy and diseased status and their will to accept, adapt, apply in adequate quantity and suitable ways and manners towards everything mentioned here.
It is suggested that please do apply things mentioned in this article as per your own awareness and knowledge about your body and mind, what it supports or not, you can consult with your doctor or health consultant before applying anything mentioned here, thanks.
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Marichat May: Day 27; Baking
Lupine Alpha stared at Chat Noir like he had just announced he was actually a real cat or something bizarre like that. “What do you mean you have never baked chocolate chip cookies?” He fidgeted under her wide eyed gaze suddenly uncomfortable.
He was beginning to wish he hadn’t agreed to patrol with her tonight and that he hadn’t mentioned that he had not in fact ever made cookies of any kind himself before.
“Well actually I haven’t so yeah?” He scratches the back of his neck sheepishly. “You’re coming with me.” She announces sternly grabbing him by the arm and dragging him off across the rooftops.
They landed on a familiar rooftop balcony that gave him an idea of just what the wolf was up to. A quick rap on the hatch confirmed his suspicions. Before he could say something Lupine opened the hatch and dropped in.
“This girl is as bad as J.J. with letting herself in other peoples houses.” He mutters under his breath. A quick argument unfolded down bellow followed by him getting yanked down into the room as well.
“Okay as mentioned this lovely kitten here has never made cookies before in his life and that has got to be a sin if not against the law so since you live above a bakery you are the perfect person to teach him to make cookies. I’ll leave him here and be back to pick him up later plus some cookies. Now Chat be good while I go patrol for both of us okay?Okay bye now.” Lupine explains turning to Chat for the last part patting him on the head and treating him like a child before taking off before either of the two could protest.
“Why do I feel like I just became your babysitter?” Marinette questions with a sigh turning and leading the way down into the bakery careful not to disturb her parents since it was late at night.
“Sorry about that Princess she is alot like another friend I have a bit pushy and used to doing things her way.” Chat apologizes rubbing his neck as he followed her somewhat exited as it seemed she had agreed to teach him to make cookies.
“Okay we have to be quiet since my parents are sleeping. But you are in luck I have been wanting to test out a new recipe my friend gave me and happen to have all the ingredients for.” She whispers handing him an apron as they entered the kitchen.
She pulled up the recipe on her phone and tied an apron for herself as she got out the ingredients lining them up. “Okay we will need 2 cups of oats, Got the oats check.” She reads separating the oats from the rest of the ingredients. “3/4 cup of flour, check.” She pushed the flour over to join the oats.
Chat curious stuck his face in the bag after opening it to peer inside quickly pulling his face up as he sneezed so he would contaminate the ingredients. Marinette shook her head at him continuing to read off the list.
“okay where was I? Oh yes 3/4 cup wheat flour., yep we have that luckily.” She moved it over as well and Chat peered at it noting the difference in color and texture. This time being careful not to inhale.
“1/2 cup brown sugar that’s a definite. umm 1 tsp baking powder and 1/2 tsp of baking soda. 1/2 tsp of salt. ohh 3 tsp of cinnamon. Chat top shelf of the cabinet behind you brown jar if you could grab that that will be great.”
As Chat turned to get the missing ingredient Marinette read on. “3/4 cup of chocolate chips although she said we can adjust that as that goes in last. And ahh yes 1 cup of applesauce or rather two of the little cups the applesauce comes in. She recommended the natural no sugar added applesauce so its less overbearingly sweet. “
Chat placed the cinnamon on the counter before fetching the applesauce from where she pointed pulling the package of it out of the fridge. “1 egg,” Chat also grabbed the eggs being careful not to drop them although one may have met an early demise as he juggled the things in his hands and tried to close the fridge.
“1/2 cup of honey. 1/2 cup of oil any kind we want although she doesn’t recommend peanut. Olive or veggie is preferable and 1/3 cup milk, she uses 2% sometimes and it comes out fine and at others she uses whole milk and even 1% milk a couple times and she says she never noticed a difference in taste really so we are going to use Whole Milk. “
Chat placed the stuff on the counter dashing back to the fridge for the milk he was so exited he may have unscrewed the lid a bit so some leaked onto the floor as it sloshed while he brought it over.
“Okay now she added some extra ingredients to the recipe. 1 tsp of lemon extract. 1 tsp of orange extract and 1 tsp of vanilla extract. “ Those last ingredients took Chat a while to find as he wasn’t entirely sure what an extract was in reference to cooking. He did eventually find the little bottles labeled that though.
Once all the ingredients where layed out on the counter and organized along with the measuring cups and spoons as well as the mixing bowls and cookie sheet that she lined with parchment paper to make cookie removal easier.
“Perfect.” Marinette smiles with a pleased nod. “I think you mean purrfect purrincess.” Chat snickers earning a playful whack from his princess and a somewhat exasperated and yet fond smile.
“Now we preheat the oven to 375 degrees. And in one bowl we combine the oats, both flours and the sugar, the baking powder and soda and lastly salt and cinnamon. Stir it all together nice and neat.” Chat eagerly helped add some of the stuff into the bowl not being as precise when measuring as she was so some got on the counter and him.
She giggled as some of the white flour got on his black suit and he got bits of oats stuck in his hair. With the dry stuff mixed Chat getting a bit over enthusiastic with his mixing causing Marinette to reach over and guide his hands in a nice smooth movement a blush staining her cheeks lightly as she realized how close they were before backing away, they moved on to the next step.
“Now we mix in the chocolate chips and the applesauce.” While she added the chips he poured the applesauce missing the measuring cup a bit. He then stirred it together once more needing Marinette to show him how to stir it smoother.
He liked the feel of her body pressed up against his and the feel of her hands on his which was why he did it deliberately. She blushed bright red pulling away and moving on once more making him giving her a sad kitty look missing her warmth and scent.
“Now we mix the egg, honey, oil, milk and extracts together to form a smooth batter. “ Chat helped add and mix the ingredients still making a bit of a mess standing right beside her with her watching as he mixed as smoothly as he could.
“Okay now we add the dry ingredients in and mix it till there are no lumps in the batter except for the chips and oats.” Chat mixed it thoroughly while Marinette ran some water over her hands already having washed them before they began.
“Okay wet your hands with water. Yes water.” She dragged the cat superhero over to run his gloved hands under the faucet before frowning at the gloves themselves. “Can those come off?” She asks knowing Lupine could remove hers. She had yet to find the chance to see if she could remove parts of her own suit other then the mask.
Chat hesitated before grabbing a glove and giving it a tug. After a few minutes it slide off. The other glove followed his ring phasing through the material. His hands still had the claws on them though.
She nodded wetting his hands before scooping up some dough and showing him how to roll it into a small ball. “Not to big now just like this make sure it’s even in size to all the rest you will be making and its not too lumpy.” She pressed the dough onto the sheet gently repeating the action thrice more forming one row of cookies about and inch to two inches apart.
This was the hard part to do and it took Chat a bit longer and several attempts before he got a perfect ball. “That’s good Chat just like that.” Marinette guided his fingers through the motions careful as his claws kept getting in the way.
“And now bake for 11 minutes.” Chat watched as Marinette bent down to place the cookie sheets in the oven. She made a small noise yanking her hand away as the tip of a finger connected with the hot rack in the oven.
Reacting with out thinking Chat grabbed her hand and pulled her close to him examining her hand and finger carefully before sucking the tip in his mouth like you do when you cut yourself lightly.
She blushed again unintelligible words spilling from her mouth as she focused on his mouth sucking on her finger. “See Princess all better.” He purrs removing the digit from his mouth.
Finally she got her whits about her and tugged her hand free of his moving to run her finger under cool water. “That only works for cuts Chat not burns.” She chastises lightly not wanting to hurt his feelings when he was just trying to help.
After caring for her slight burn she turned ignoring the slew of cat puns and new baking puns Chat Noir was trying out behind her as she mentally figured out how long had passed before setting a timer.
She groaned as she caught the last pun. “I loaf you for teaching me how to bake cookies you are meow-velous, purrincess. You are a truely paw-some fur-end” Chat chuckles pleased with himself.
Just as the timer went off Lupine Alpha showed up licking her lips and sniffing the air. “Ohh cookies!!” She howls happily helping to retrieve them from the oven and set them out to cool.
“Where did you come from?” Marinette asks with a sigh transferring the cookies to a cooling rack. “Patrol.” Was the muffled response as the wolf too impatient to wait for the cookies to cool popped one in her mouth.
When Chat copied her he gave a pained mewl as it burnt his tongue. “Oh Chat don’t copy her let me see.” Chat held out his tongue for the smaller girl to examine for any signs of an actual burn. Satisfied that it was only red from the heat she poured them all glasses of milk.
They were a bit preoccupied so they didn’t see a red blur snag a cookie and dart away. Tikki giggled softly as she hid happily munching on her own cookie. “Umm wow you guys made a mess. Like a huge mess.” Lupine comments peering around the kitchen while eating another cookie.
Marinette looked up as she put away the milk and eggs noting that everything else was still out and that yes indeed the kitchen was a mess. She groans as she took it all in. “This is going to take forever to clean up.” She bemoans to herself.
“No problem we’ll help clean up isn’t that right Chat?” Lupine directs a look at the cat eyes narrowed knowing full well he was probably behind most of it. He grinned sheepishly as he looked around. “I’ll help after all where would a princess be with out her knight?” Chats says with a bow over her hand and a kiss to it.
A few minutes later Tom Dupain came down into the bakery kitchen hearing noises in there still half asleep. He blinked taking it the sight of his daughter and two flour covered superheroes in his kitchen apparently by all means baking cookies. Flour spilled on the floor and the tipped bag in the cabinet suggested someone didn’t close it up properly before putting it away and it spilled on the two superheroes.
“What the....?” Then he spotted the cookies cooling on the counter. “I’m sorry Papa Chat and Lupine stopped by briefly and Chat has never made cookies before so Lupine suggested I teach him and I wanted to try out the new recipe J.J. gave me and we kind of made a mess while doing so but we’re cleaning it up. We’ll have the kitchen cleaned and put to rights as quickly as possible.” Marinette apologizes profusely while the other two continued cleaning up.
“It’s alright sweetheart as long as you clean up after you’re done and put everything away.” He says cheerfully snagging several cookies himself already having tried one. “Hmm these are good have to ask your friend if we can play around with her recipe and sell these in the bakery.” He murmurs making various yummy sounds as he headed back upstairs.
Chat and Lupine finished putting things to rights and sweeping and mopping and whipping everything down as Marinette separated out the cookies into three boxes. “Here for you two and for Corvus as well.” She says handing them the boxes as they finished up.
“What about Ladybug?” Chat questions feeling that if Corvus, Lupine’s partner got some his lady should too. “Ohh umm sure here.” She quickly added more into a fourth box for herself later when Chat gave it to her as Ladybug.
She still had some left for right now and for Tikki. She shooed them back upstairs shutting out the light and hanging up their aprons while Chat pulled on his gloves using his teeth in-between cookies.
She laughed taking a picture for Alya of the two superheroes still covered in flour standing on her balcony eating cookies. “So Chat did you enjoy your time baking cookies?” Lupine asks as they took off across the roof tops after bidding farewell to Marinette. “Yeah it was fun. Lots of fun.” Chat says with a grin a large Cheshire cat grin that was still genuine at the same time.
Apple Oatmeal Chocolate Chip Cookies
2 cups oats
3/4 cup all purpose flour
3/4 cup wheat flour
1/2 cup brown sugar firmly packed
1 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
3 tsp cinnamon
3/4 -1 cup chocolate chips
1 cup or two little snack cups of applesauce (try using motts naturals applesauce)
1 egg
1/2 cup honey
1/2 oil (any kind)
1/3 cup milk (I have used several different % of milk 1%, 2%, and whole with not much difference)
1 tsp lemon extract
1 tsp orange extract
1 tsp vanilla extract
preheat oven to 375 (may vary depending on oven)
Mix dry ingredients together then add choco chips and applesauce.
Mix the egg, honey, oil, milk and extracts together to form a smooth batter.
Add dry ingredients and mix well. The only lumps should be from the chips and oats.
Drop rounded balls of dough onto cookie sheet about two inches apart press lightly to flatten.
Bake for 11 minutes or until golden brown.
remove from oven and transfer to cooling rack or leave to cool.
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Blame It On Bad Luck - Chapter 24
There was an odd sense of familiarity and comfort sitting in Lauren’s car with her. Camila would have assumed it to be much more difficult than it was to fall back into a sort of routine with the raven haired girl but she quickly discovered coming back home was nothing short of unremarkable. It was like she had never left.
At least on her end, anyway. Camila was never accustomed to feeling she quite fit in anywhere she inhabited. And, okay, Dinah’s place while more often than not a touch overcrowded was something close to a second home but it would always remain just that; a second home without even having a first.
Lauren was unwelcoming when she first moved in and there was no other way to describe it. She had made it perfectly clear that Camila was not only unwanted but also an unfathomable burden raining down on her life at the most inconvenient of times as if she had planned it out specifically to spite her. She didn’t belong there and she was going to make sure she was painfully aware of it.
Perhaps it was more subtle than she realized. Because even looking back on the few months living together she couldn’t pinpoint an exact moment in the given time frame where things began to change or when Lauren softened around the edges—so to speak—and put an end to her seemingly never ending crusade to drive her out of there for good.
She didn’t know when Lauren started to be more aware of their living situation, aware of the fact that she wasn’t alone anymore, aware of the fact that she was starting to enjoy her company rather than resent it.
And she couldn’t figure it out either. She couldn’t figure out why certain things started to matter or when. But they both knew that it worked. It worked because somehow they did. It was easy, like they’d lived together for years and it was all of a sudden strange if they didn’t.
Camila pondered this, thought of their weird little home they’d inadvertently made by themselves in such a short span of time, as she watched Lauren drive them away from the record store and to the supermarket nearby to do something as menial and domestic as grocery shopping together.
And it was weirdly content despite everything that had transpired.
Lauren was quiet, uncharacteristically so. She had been ever since Camila walked in through the door with the sole purpose of making sure their overweight cat didn’t starve and nothing else. And if it weren’t for Camila’s countless attempts at conversation, she wouldn’t speak at all.
“I talked to Steve by the way,” was the first thing she had said to the green eyed girl that actually piqued her interest.
“Who?”
“My manager. He wants to meet you sometime this week, if you’re still interested.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah. So just stop in whenever, chat him up, kiss some ass…you know, give him the ol’ razzle dazzle,” she said cheerfully, purposefully, eying her roommate through her peripheral for any hint that she was struggling to contain some snarky insult or even just a swift roll of her eyes.
“Um…okay.” Her voice was controlled, her tone calculated, and she kept her gaze on the road with both hands on the steering wheel giving no indication that she even actually heard what Camila had said. She nodded, going along with whatever nonsense she was spewing. “That sounds good.”
“Are you okay?”
“What? Yeah, I’m fine. Why?”
“Nothing, you’re just…” she started, the questions and curiosity boiling and burning the tip of her tongue. But she held it, sighed, and shook her head. “Nothing, never mind.”
It was silent again and Camila figured she should probably just get used to it, as weird as it was to come to that realization even only after having spent one day back home with the other girl. She didn’t understand it but felt it was better to just leave it alone.
They wandered through the aisles of the market in an anticipated silence not quite as uncomfortable as the car ride there. Camila found that while she would look over most items, actually selecting things to toss into their cart, Lauren only followed, not really giving anything a second glance, and kept her hands in her pockets and her mouth shut.
“Do you prefer white or whole wheat bread?” she asked randomly, causing green eyes to finally meet brown since they set foot in the market.
“Whatever you want is fine,” she mumbled with as much nonchalance as she could muster. And it worked, for the last dozen items or so at least, as she blindly agreed to Camila’s preference for quite literally everything.
“Lauren, just pick one. You’ve said that for all the stuff we got so far.”
“It’s really not a big deal. I’ll eat whatever.”
“Really, if I bought nothing but, like, cow tongues and pig asshole would you eat that?”
“Do they sell pig asshole? How would that work?”
“Lauren…not the point.”
“I’m just saying.”
“We’re roommates, we don’t have to eat the same things you know.”
“It’s fine,” she insisted for what felt like the hundredth time since they set foot out of the car and into the store. Camila gripped the handle of their cart until her knuckles turned white. “Just get whatever you want.”
“I’m going to scream,” she mumbled under her breath, tossing a loaf of sliced white bread in with the rest of their items, pushing the cart down the aisle in search of sugar. She didn’t know how long she could be yessed to death before she would start to pull her hair out. She pursed her lips and stopped walking. “Can you grab that for me?”
“Of course.” And as expected, without a second thought, she bent down to get the bag of sugar that Camila was more than capable of getting herself while she watched curiously, her eyebrow raised though going completely amiss by the raven haired girl as she placed the sugar in the cart.
“Thank you.”
“No problem.”
And it was a split second—this moment that she would have missed if she had just blinked her eyes a moment sooner—where the corners of Lauren’s lips curved up in what appeared to be the most genuine form of emotion she had shown all day. And it was over as quickly as it had appeared.
“What do you feel like having for dinner tonight?”
“I don’t know. Anything, really; it doesn’t matter.”
“Right, you’ll eat anything, including pig asshole,” she said as they turned the corner and headed for the produce. She heard her huff not too far behind her.
“I never said I would, I was just saying that-”
“Relax, Lauren, I’m just joking with you.” She placed her hand gently on her arm, her touch warmer and far more comforting than she would bring herself to admit out loud to the brunette. “Lighten up, will you?”
“I am…light. I just-” she began but stopped rather abruptly. “Shit.”
“What? What’s wrong?” Camila asked, brows furrowed almost instantaneously in concern at the tense posture and slightly wide eyes of her disturbed roommate. Before she could ask any other questions she felt her hands grab her by the arm and yank her, quite forcefully, behind one of the many fruit stands.
“Fuck,” she muttered, still holding onto Camila entirely too tightly. She peeked her head out, looking behind the stand and quickly moved back, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her breathing noticeably more erratic.
“Are you okay?”
“No. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she kept muttering to herself as Camila tried to turn to see what it was that Lauren was looking out for, what caused her to nearly hyperventilate crouched down on the supermarket floor behind a small mountain of tangerines. “We need to leave.”
“We…what? Why? Who’s here?”
“Brad.”
His name fell from her lips in one rushed syllable, like her body was physically rejecting his name, leaving a cold and bitter taste in its wake. Camila blinked, not making any sense of it until the name rang somewhat familiar and the panicked, semi-nauseous look on her roommate’s face suddenly seemed completely justified.
“Are you sure?”
“I haven’t seen him since high school but yes, Camila, I am sure.”
“Um…okay, just…hang on one sec,” she instructed the raven haired girl who gave no indication that she was anywhere near ready to move back into plain sight and instead remained crouched behind the fruit, trying to take deep breaths through her nose. Camila rose from where they were, feeling Lauren’s grip finally loosen and disappear altogether as she scanned the produce aisle for the vaguely familiar face. “I don’t see him,” she whispered.
“By the bags of salads,” she told her, her eyes glued to the floor. And sure enough, Camila spotted the boy wearing a worn out leather jacket, his brown locks slightly unkempt and lazily stuffed beneath a grey beanie, examining the quality of two bags of baby spinach oblivious to the two roommates on the other side of the produce section.
It was a weird sensation, seeing her roommate’s ex-boyfriend strolling casually through the supermarket knowing just how much damage he had done to the girl still crouched by her leg, unbeknownst to him—along with the pain and suffering he had caused. Camila felt angry and absurdly protective as she involuntarily moved to stand closer to Lauren, keeping her behind her and out of sight.
“Don’t worry, he didn’t see you.” Lauren didn’t respond and just kept staring down, feeling her heart race erratically within the confines of her chest as she tried to swallow past every bit of dryness in her throat. She only snapped out of it when she felt someone’s hand tapping her shoulder. “Okay, he’s gone.”
She didn’t bring her eyes to meet Camila’s although she could feel the weight of her gaze on her heavily—intense yet still so gentle and cautious, just waiting. And although she hated to admit that the mere sight of the father of her child still sent her into a state of absolute dread and anxiety she knew she didn’t possess the willpower to even remotely hold it together.
“Hey, are you okay, Lauren?” she asked her softly when she didn’t say a word. Just blinked rapidly as the corners of her eyes burned angrily until her vision was clouded and she was standing upright, making a beeline to the exit, not giving Camila a second glance or even a moment to get a good look at just how much she seemed to be losing it.
She sighed sadly at the sight of her roommate leaving the supermarket, hoping she would be able to somehow calm herself down and hoping even more that she wouldn’t run into him elsewhere. She stared at the exit for another moment or so before resuming her shopping, a little more quickly than before, ready to get out of there as fast as she could and find Lauren.
She was perched on the curb with a cigarette between her fingertips, almost burnt to the end, when Camila made it back to the car trying to carry all the bags. Without a word, Lauren tossed the butt of her cigarette and took most of the bags from her roommate to help put everything in the trunk of her car.
“Thanks,” she said gratefully to which the green eyed girl simply nodded wordlessly. “Do you want to talk about it?”
“Not really.” She slammed the trunk shut and they both sat in their respective seats in silence as neither of them really knew what to do or say.
“Look, Lauren. I can’t imagine what you went through with him and your daughter. It’s nothing you have to justify or feel bad about if you can’t handle seeing him. Nobody blames you,” she tried when Lauren made zero effort to talk. She heard the unsteady, sharp intake of breath and watched as she dragged her fingers through her dark tresses stubbornly. “You’re only human.”
“It’s been five years. And I still can’t even face him. God, you’d think after all this time especially, especially, after everything he did and said to me I wouldn’t even care. It’s not like he gives a shit. He gets to live his normal life.”
And it might have been what upset her more than she was letting on, at least that’s what Camila was getting a sense of. Because while Lauren was stuck with not only the backlash from all of their peers, but with all of the obligations and the consequences brought on from a decision they were both responsible for.
It wasn’t fair. It wasn’t fair that Lauren suffered multiple complications throughout her pregnancy, it wasn’t fair that she survived it all just to endure a painfully dragged out bout of postpartum depression, it wasn’t fair that her depression landed her at the hands of addiction just to feel normal, it wasn’t fair that her life spiraled out of control while walked around, day to day, and he was fine.
“Has he ever tried to contact you?” she asked carefully to her distressed roommate. “You know…after Kayla was born. Did he ever even try to see her?”
“No. He never asked about her. And that kills me. It’s not fair to her. My own daughter can’t have her father because he just doesn’t care. Not that I would ever let him fucking near her.”
“I know.”
“I don’t know what to do, Camz,” she said, her voice cracking a bit at the end. And Camila could tell she was trying desperately to not fall apart again in front of her. “How am I ever going to explain this to her?”
“She’s going to understand one day,” she offered, placing her hand on Lauren’s back, running it up and down slowly as she leaned forward with her forehead on the steering wheel. “It’ll all be okay. Okay? You can’t beat yourself for this every time it comes up.”
“I know,” she mumbled with tired eyes and she turned her head to look at the brunette beside her, her cheek pressed against the wheel. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize for your emotions. You’re always allowed to feel them.”
She nodded before letting out a breath, finally realizing the soothing gesture. She felt the heat rise to her cheeks and picked her head up, slightly flustered just as Camila retracted her hand, and buckled herself in.
“Come on,” she said, fastening her seatbelt as well while keeping her eyes on the raven haired girl. “It’s starting to get dark. Let’s go home. They were fresh out of pig asshole so I’ll make us tacos for dinner.”
“Shut up,” she mumbled, pulling out of the parking spot. Camila grinned at the weak laugh she offered as she shook her head before glancing over at her. Her gentle smile turned unmistakably appreciative as she added, “Sounds good, Camz.”
*
“It’s just weird, Ally. I mean, I know I haven’t known her that long but I’ve never seen her like this,” Camila spoke into the phone she was trying her best to balance between her ear and her shoulder. She used the heel of her boot to shut her car door, adjusting the strap of her bag on her other shoulder. “I thought maybe she’d…snap out of it or something but it’s been a week.”
“I never thought you’d be complaining about Lauren…being too calm.”
“Well when you say it like that you make it sound so dumb.” She heard the shorter Latina’s laughter over the line while she tried to single out her mail key on the chain. “I don’t want to be all in her business because I mean…okay, yeah, we’re okay and she even started working and things seem fine but…”
“But?”
“I just don’t want to assume things are fine just because they seem fine. You know? Like, she’s been through a lot. You know better than anyone. Was she like this when…you know…” she trailed off awkwardly, upsetting herself with the direction of her sentence. She sighed and grabbed the mail before heading towards the stairs.
“Mila, I know what you’re worried about. I don’t blame you. But honestly? It really just sounds like she’s trying to, I don’t know, behave herself…for your sake.”
“Behave herself?” she asked, scrunching her brows. “Did she say something to you?”
“Not really. But I know how she is. Camila, she probably just doesn’t want you to leave again,” she told her as if it was obvious and Camila remained silent until she reached the sixth floor, taking in her words.
“Really?”
“From what you’re telling me. She’s been quiet with me too when I talk to her but I kind of expected that after everything. But she’s different with you than she is with me. Just try talking to her. It’s not like she can say no to you.”
“I…” she opened her mouth and then closed it shortly after, not even knowing how to respond. On one hand she knew Lauren was doing pretty much anything she asked—not that she asked for much—and it did seem like she was doing everything in her power to please her. But on the other, she was dealing with a lot and more often than not it was nearly impossible to tell what the girl was feeling or thinking. “I mean, kind of, I guess.”
“She’s been worse. You have no idea, like, so much wor-”
“Am I crazy for being this invested, Ally?” she asked randomly, cutting off her friend’s words. She sighed and readjusted her bag strap. “I mean…after everything. Am I stupid for caring?” She took a moment, staring down her hallway, before speaking again. “Sorry, that sounds really messed up; I know she’s your best friend and all, I just-”
“Mila, seriously, I get it. Don’t worry,” she reassured her before taking a brief pause. “You still like her, don’t you?” And the way she said it, it wasn’t even like she was questioning it. Just waiting for confirmation.
“I’m an idiot, aren’t I?”
“She told me about the guitar. And while I want to kill her for being so thoughtless, and I know this might not mean much and it doesn’t make up for her doing what she did, but the last thing she wants is to hurt you.”
“How do you know?” she asked uncertainly. She knew Lauren’s intentions before and she knew them now—somewhat, anyway. She knew she wasn’t the same and she knew their relationship had completely changed over the few months they had known each other. But she also knew that Lauren was a riddle; this complicated mess of words the she could never figure out the rhyme or reason to.
“Because you make her happy,” she answered simply. “And she hasn’t been happy in a really long time.”
It was such a casual sentence, like it was the easiest thing to see. And Camila wondered how much truth there was to it, coming from someone like Ally—someone who knew Lauren better than anyone. She didn’t realize she was smiling until she made it to her door.
“Look, I know she’s a pain in the ass—which is probably why she’s being so weirdly quiet. Talk to her.”
“I’ll try,” she said, finding the right key to let herself in. The lights inside were on and the first thing she saw was Lauren sitting on the floor near her vinyl collection, sifting through them. Her smile involuntarily grew when her eyes landed on her furrowing her brows looking as confused as ever.
“Let me know how it goes. Like I said, she’s probably just nervous. Unless she’s like, crying into her wine listening to Fast Car then you probably don’t have anything to worry about,” she told her, causing the brunette to laugh. The sound caught Lauren’s attention, quickly looking back down at what she was doing when they locked eyes.
“Alright, I’ll talk you later.”
“Bye, Mila. Good luck with your wife,” she said and hung up the phone before Camila could react or even fully process what she said. She stared at the home screen of her phone with her mouth open.
“My…wha-” she stopped herself and shook her head, shoving her phone into her back pocket before tossing the few envelopes from the mailbox onto the table. When she looked up, Lauren was still busying herself with whatever it was she was doing before she walked in.
“Hey Camz,” she offered casually, not even looking up from the cabinet she was searching through.
“Hey.” She set the rest of her stuff down and walked over to the living room and Lauren didn’t even look up or lose that confused look on her face. “What’cha doin’?”
“Trying to find something,” she mumbled, thumbing through more of her vinyls before sighing and sitting back upright, pouting. “Have you seen my Tracy Chapman record?”
“Oh for fuck’s sake,” she mumbled under her breath before crouching down next to the green eyed girl. “Hey, you want to go do something?” she asked randomly, finally grabbing the girl’s full attention.
“What?”
“I don’t know; you want to go out or something? Like, I mean, go somewhere…that’s…not here…and…yeah,” she stammered—rather ungracefully—shutting her eyes and suppressing a groan at herself and her stupidity.
“I don’t know, Camila…” she said quietly, focusing her attention back on her records before she felt the warmth of her roommate’s hands wrapping around her wrists, pulling her to stand with her.
“C’mon, it’s nice out. I had a long day. Let’s go to that frozen yogurt place by the boardwalk. I’ve been there with Dinah; it’s amazing,” she said while trying to sound as cheerful as possible, hoping some of it would somehow rub off on her roommate, who was looking at her skeptically. “My treat?”
“Oh, you…you don’t,” she faltered, looking down at her feet. “You don’t have to do that.”
“Don’t be stupid, come on, let’s go,” she insisted, pulling her with her towards the door where both of their shoes were. When she let go she turned around and could have sworn she saw the other girl blushing but she wouldn’t look at her. “It’ll be fun. Let’s get the fuck out of this apartment.”
“Okay…yeah, okay,” she decided, sounding more like she was convincing herself than agreeing with Camila. “Sure. Let’s go. But you don’t have to pay. It’s fine, I can-”
“Lauren…”
“What?”
“Shut up.”
The drive there was spent how almost all of their days have been spent; an only somewhat awkward silence with most of the conversation being brought on by Camila while Lauren tripped over her words and looked anywhere but at the girl she was so completely enamored with no matter how hard she tried to ignore it.
And despite Lauren’s numerous—albeit pathetic—attempts to refuse Camila’s generosity, the tiny brunette stuck true to her word and bought them both of their desserts before leading them to walk silently but comfortably along the boardwalk.
Camila couldn’t help but think that Ally might be right. Lauren couldn’t help but think about their date on the very same boardwalk. She thought about how much she wished it didn’t end as horribly as it did.
“Can I ask you something?” Camila started carefully. Almost as soon as the words left her lips she sensed the green eyed girl tensing up next to her.
“Um…sure.”
“What’s going on?”
“With what?”
“With you…” she said, nudging her side slightly, but both of them avoided looking at the other. “With us.”
“What?” she laughed nervously, shaking her head and keeping her eyes down on the cup she was holding. “Nothing…why? Nothing’s going on.” Her brows knitted together, heavy with worry—Camila could tell with only a glance. She sighed, deciding to bite the bullet, and touched her arm gently. They both stopped walking.
“You know I’m not still mad right?”
“You’re…you’re not?” She blinked and looked down again, seemingly debating something with herself—like she didn’t know if she should believe her, as if she hadn’t literally just said so. “But…”
“I was, don’t get me wrong, of course I was. But…I believe you weren’t trying to hurt me. I was upset but like, I’m not a hateful person, Lauren, you know that,” she explained. “I don’t have it in me to be angry like that, especially not forever.”
It was quiet again, minus the other people passing by them which were occasional and fairly infrequent. Lauren tried to come up with anything substantial to say—or literally anything at all, really—but with the way Camila was looking at her it was hard to think of any words.
When she figured Lauren wasn’t going to say anything she added, “Especially not with you.”
“Why?”
“Really, Lauren?” she asked, her expression morphing into amusement easily. “You’re really asking me that?”
It took her a moment, and then another to curse the streetlight they were standing under for giving away the slightly red tint in her cheeks as she averted her gaze to her hands, fidgeting with the plastic spoon.
They said nothing but continued walking, the air between them feeling a bit lighter, the silence comfortable, their smiles content.
“Tell me something,” Camila said randomly, breaking the quiet, as she moved her spoon around the frozen yogurt in her cup. “About you, I mean.”
“What?” Lauren replied, wiping her hand on her jeans. “You already know everything.”
“I do?”
“I-I really can’t think of anything else I could possibly be keeping from you. Like, I’m trying to-”
“No, Lauren, not like that,” she corrected, trying not to laugh at how easily flustered the other girl was getting again. “Just like…I don’t know, something I don’t know. Before everything.” She watched Lauren ponder the thought for a moment, plastic spoon in her mouth held tightly between her teeth before she released it and pursed her lips.
“Um…I don’t know, I wanted to be a vet when I was little,” she offered, staring down at her own cup.
“Did you really?”
“Yeah, like, I thought it would be cool…until I realized I had to deal with sick animals all day and was like, wow that’s so fucking sad, never mind.”
“I think it’s sweet.”
“I guess,” she shrugged, taking another bite of her frozen yogurt. “Not like I’ll ever do that now.”
“Well…what do you want to do now?” It was a simple question, in theory. Both Camila and Lauren were aware everyone gets asked it. But Lauren…when it came down to it…she really had no idea.
“I don’t know.”
“Well aren’t you in school for business?”
“Yeah but like…I don’t know…I figured it’ll be useful no matter where I ended up. I really didn’t plan that far into my future, Camila.”
It wasn’t intentional—on either part. But Camila stopped walking and Lauren froze with her spoon in her mouth before awkwardly coughing and trailing ahead of the brunette, hoping she would just catch up with her.
Camila, sensing her roommate’s discomfort, picked up her pace and resumed their conversation like it hadn’t happened, something Lauren was extremely grateful for.
“What about now?”
“What?”
“What do you want now?”
“I don’t know,” she shrugged, trying to scoop up as much Cap’n Crunch into her strawberry frozen yogurt as she could gather. “Nothing, really.”
“Nothing?”
“Well, not nothing, but like,” she paused and finally looked up ahead of her—at the blackness of the ocean lining the boardwalk and the night sky before looking over at Camila for the first time since they started walking. “Just…nothing extraordinary.”
“What do you mean?”
“Yeah like…okay, you know how you have this…set goal? You have a plan. You want to teach little kids…you want to make a difference in their lives growing up and that’s…amazing,” she said, looking back in front of her as they walked. Camila placed her spoon into her cup and stared up at the green eyed girl instead as she went on, admiring the candidness with which she spoke, recalling all the details of their conversations. “But I guess after everything all I want is…normal.”
“Normal?”
“Is that weird? That I would prefer the…ordinary nine to five boring ass job with my family and my kid? It would be so much better than anything I ever expected, that’s for sure. Extraordinary for you is normal. Normal for me is extraordinary.”
Camila let her words hang in the air between them as they walked, thought them over. And over and over. Watched as she averted her eyes once again. Watched as she tried to keep busy with her frozen yogurt, as if it wasn’t important to her. And she surprised Lauren, and even herself, by reaching for one of her hands and holding them in her own.
“I don’t think it’s weird at all.”
“Yeah?” she asked, and Camila felt no hesitation when she answered her.
“Yeah. I think you deserve normal after all this time.”
“I think my daughter deserves it after all this time.”
“I think you both do.”
And even in the dark of the night, Camila could make out Lauren’s smile, as subtle as it was. And Lauren could make out the sincerity in Camila’s words just as much as she could feel it in her gaze. She exhaled through her nose and kept her eyes cast down.
“Thanks, Camz,” she mumbled, ignoring the warmth rising in her cheeks once again, even more prominent in her chest. And the brunette beside her only smiled.
And when she offered a smile back, nudging her as they rounded an appropriate spot in the boardwalk, she felt like nothing had transpired between them before; no lies or hurt—just two people who genuinely cared about each other and it was hard for Lauren not to lean in and kiss her.
But the fact of the matter was just that. Everything that did happen between them happened. And she couldn’t just forget all that she did and all that she felt as a result of that, no matter how hard Camila tried to convince her it was behind them. Why would Camila ever still want anything with her after all of that?
Their conversation was light on the way back home. And it was fine. It was fine when they got back to their apartment. And it was fine the few days following after.
And it was fine until Camila was going to actually tear her hair out with how careful Lauren was still being around her and when she would talk to her—even if it was the most innocent of interactions.
She had to admit, it was endearing for a while—if she was in fact stifling, or behaving, herself for her sake thus far. But it just wasn’t Lauren. The whole quiet and distant, nervous bit wasn’t the green eyed girl she had grown such strong feelings for. No matter how hard she tried to convince herself she would get over her.
And maybe she would have actually convinced herself had she not spent all of her time with the raven haired flustered idiot for the remainder of the week until she couldn’t take it anymore.
Lauren was scrolling through different recommended shows Netflix was suggesting for her when Camila came home that day.
She had an exasperated sigh, matched by the force of her foot kicking the door shut when she carried all of her shit indoors before getting a chance to set everything down on the small dining room table. Lauren barely glanced over, mumbling a solemn hey before focusing her vision back to the television.
Camila rolled her eyes and, anticipating Lauren’s nonchalance, pulled a plastic water gun out of her bag and sprayed the green eyed girl until she stood up from the couch and groaned, “Okay, enough, get up.”
“Camz, what the fuck,” she yelled, standing immediately, trying to shield herself from the onslaught of water. “Stop!”
“Not until you stop being weird!”
“Ah!” she spit some water from her mouth. “What are you talking about?!”
“I'm talking about you being a damn weirdo with me.”
“How?”
“I don’t know. And if you were anyone else you’d be the perfect roommate—probably someone I would have wanted to live with when I first moved in.”
“That doesn’t even make sense.”
“You’re not anyone else. You’re supposed to be my annoying roommate. It’s our thing, remember? You don’t get on my nerves anymore. You don’t insult me anymore. No one’s called me a loser in such a long time; honestly, I’m starting to think I might actually be cool.”
“You’re not,” Lauren mumbled without thinking and Camila’s lips curved into a slight smile.
“Then bug me,” she insisted playfully through gritted teeth, spraying her with more water.
“Where did you even get this?!”
“I confiscated it from a boy at school. Here,” she said, tossing a much smaller plastic water gun at the green eyed girl who just barely caught it. “This one’s been in the lost and found for ages. Consider yourself armed.”
“This is pathetic.”
“The weapon or the war I’m declaring right now?”
“Oh, the weapon, I’m gonna kill you if you don’t-” she yelled, shielding herself from the water as Camila aimed the gun at her again. “Camz! Stop!”
“Fight back!” she yelled dramatically. “You coward, fight back!” And as confused and annoyed as Lauren was she paused and laughed hysterically at her roommate.
She bit her lip and waited for any indication that this wasn’t actually happening and when Camila sprayed her with more water from her plastic gun she bolted off in the same direction as the laughing brunette into the hallway.
“Camz, I swear to God,” she yelled as she chased her roommate, not even caring how many of their neighbors they bothered along the way. Camila stopped at the end of the hall and tried to run around her—somewhat successfully—and dashed passed her arms just barely, only turning behind her to spray her with more water.
“Eat my dust.”
“You’re such a loser,” she called after her while running back to their apartment, making sure to close it behind her, the sound of Camila’s incessant giggling the only thing accompanying her yelling. “This isn’t even fair. You clearly have the better one.”
“Wow, it’s almost as if I did that on purpose.”
“Shut up.”
“Tough shit,” she shrugged carelessly. And instead of trying to spray her with the water again, Lauren just went ahead chucked the plastic gun at her. “Hey!”
“That’s what you get.”
“I buy pizza and beer for us and you throw things at me,” she said, feigning offense and Lauren finally noticed the pizza box and six-pack on the dining table Camila must have been carrying when she came home. “Unbelievable.”
“Truce?” she asked with her hands up, more than willing to cut the nonsense if it meant she could eat pizza.
“Hmm…” Camila bit her lip, the action catching the green eyed girl’s attention and she felt the urge to kiss her again even stronger than before. “No.” She was snapped out of her one way staring contest with her roommate’s mouth when she felt her spray her with water again.
“Camz!” She ducked her head and ran towards the couch, grabbing a throw pillow to use as a shield, and chased the laughing brunette around their small apartment. “Enough!” she yelled, grabbing her by the waist but slipping on the water on the hardwood, and sent them both to the floor. “Ow, fuck.”
“Well that was graceful.”
“That was entirely your own damn fault,” she countered from beside her, lying on her back. She shut her eyes and groaned at the pain. “I hope you’re pleased with yourself.” She opened her eyes and looked over at the girl grinning back at her, clearly amused. “Who am I kidding, of course you are.”
“You’re dying to tell me I’m annoying, aren’t you?”
“You’re testing my patience.”
“Tell me I’m annoying,” she continued, smiling wider to push her buttons and poking her in her side. Lauren rolled her eyes and grabbed her hand to stop her but couldn’t contain her own smile if she tried.
Because as she lied there on the floor beside Camila, hair and clothes slightly wet, she couldn’t believe how a person could be so beautiful. And she couldn’t believe how someone as beautiful as Camila would feel anything for someone like her. But she was right there. She was there and she was beautiful and Lauren couldn’t stop smiling.
“I hate you,” she said, her voice coming out as a soft breath as she laughed and shook her head.
“I know.”
The two of them stayed like that for a moment or so, not moving any closer but not moving away either. Neither of them got up and neither of them said anything, Lauren still holding Camila’s hand. And it was more than fine.
It was more than fine when Lauren felt her heart race and it didn’t send her into a panic. It was more than fine when Camila was looking at her like that again, when she thought for sure she would never even look at her at all anymore.
“Hey, Camila?” she asked, her voice quiet, as she stared up at the ceiling.
“Yeah?”
She licked her lips, feeling her next words in every nerve ending of her body, pulsing through her veins, taking all the air out of her lungs. “I really want to fucking kiss you.”
It was like she was watching herself, not quite sure how they ended up there but hanging on the edge of her seat waiting for something to happen. Her heart pounded, felt like it was going to stop at any second, as the sentence floated in the air between them.
“Hey, Lauren?”
“Yeah?”
Camila watched Lauren take in a breath, still looking up. But she turned her head when she felt the touch of her hand, soft and safe, fingers gently tracing the yellowing bruise on the otherwise smooth porcelain skin of her wrist. Lauren shut her eyes, felt like she could die right then, consumed by everything that was Camila.
“I really fucking want you to kiss me.”
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a/n: does this still count as a fast update? who even am i
i really appreciate the people who have reached out to me either on here or on twitter, to tell me they enjoy the story or they’ve recommended it to people. i love seeing what people have to say so it’s been really nice
hope you enjoyed the update, feel free to let me know what you think (of the chapter or the story so far), and of course, thank you for reading
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From the Mouth of an Injured Head (Part 1)
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A character study on my Dungeons and Dragons character, a chaotic neutral aarakocra rogue named Huli. With three (possibly four) parts, this will detail a large portion of his backstory, from the moment he woke up with amnesia all the way until he meets the party at the start of the campaign.
Title inspiration is from a song of the same title by Radical Face.
WARNINGS: Non-graphic description of blood and injury
As consciousness slowly creeped upon him, he almost wished he could remain in his previous dreaming state. His body ached everywhere, and a slight breeze caused him to shiver. The movement only made the pain sharpen; a deep ache in his rib area, a slash across his chest that burned like fire, and a sharp pain from the base of his left wing. Scratches and bruises also made themselves known, but he couldn’t bring himself to worry about those.
He opened his eyes slowly, and was greeted by the night sky above him, the corners obscured by what appeared to be wheat. He blinked a few times, trying to clear his vision, but he still couldn’t make out any of the smaller stars in the sky. He took an unsteady, shaky breath as he moved his hands and talons, making sure nothing was broken. Dirt stuck under his nails as they brushed against the ground, wet and sticky. It must have rained recently; the ground was damp. But through his blurry vision, the sky appeared clear. He was thankful for that; rain would have been a rude awakening.
Then for a split second, panic overcame him. He could remember everything, memories being pounded through his head like a nail.
Lightning flashing.
“-can’t lose him, please just-”
Blood on his hands, a body slowly growing colder.
“-please, flying in that storm is suicide, you’ll never-”
Vicious winds whipping against him, a scream dying in his throat as he fell.
“I’ll be back. I’ll come back. I promise. Please, just-”
Falling, falling, falling, and-
For a second, he panicked. Where was he? He had to get back, he had to get help, he promised- but who did he promise?
Like a dream, the memories slowly trickled away the more he tried to grasp at them. He sat up abruptly, gasping in pain as his body screamed in protest. He had to go back, but where? There was something important, something he needed to do. But what? He sat there for a moment, gasping for breath, trying to search his brain for answers, but nothing came up. He took a deep shaky breath, and slowly took in his surroundings.
A wheat field, for as far as his blurred vision could take in. The moon in the sky was bright and beautiful, and in the distance, he could barely make out lights of a settlement. The panic and fear slowly drained away, replaced by simple confusion.
‘Where am I?’
#
He wandered towards those lights for as long as he could, stumbling and occasionally falling to the ground with an undignified squawk. As he hobbled closer, he tried to think.
‘Okay, okay, I woke up in a field. I’m, um, in the middle of nowhere. My name is…. it’s….’ His thoughts trailed off unhelpfully. He couldn’t remember a single thing. Not his name, his hometown, his age, anything. All he knew was that his whole body ached and hurt, and that he needed help. He kept one of his hands wrapped around his waist, trying to keep pressure on the wound that was bleeding sluggishly, leaving a trail of red behind him. His thoughts were so muddled and unclear that he barely noticed that he had come upon a house. He squinted, trying to make out the details; it was a large farmhouse, cozy looking. The outside light was on, along with the flickering light of a candle that came from a window nearby. He tried to push his body towards the entrance, to knock on the door and plead for help, but his body decided that it had enough. Like a puppet with its strings cut, he crumpled to the ground uselessly.
The grass felt cool against his face, and that was his last thought before his consciousness drifted away once again.
#
When he awoke, he immediately noted that his surroundings were different. A cluttered room, shelves stuffed with all sorts of medical supplies and bottles, and strange looking books and tomes stacked on a table. Sitting with the books on the table was an old-looking book, and the sight of it made his chest ache in a way he couldn’t explain. Ignoring how his body screamed at him to stay still, he sat up and attempted to make his way to the table, only to collapse to the ground ungracefully as soon as he attempted to stand. His good wing stretched out in some misguided attempt to slow his fall to the ground, but all it did was knock several fragile-looking jars to the ground, resulting in an earth-shattering smash as he squawked in surprise in pain. He could only grin sheepishly as a distraught-looking dragonborn burst into the room, as he lied uselessly on the ground surrounded by broken glass.
It took a while for the dragonborn to lift him back onto the bed. He tried to help, but his movements were slow and clumsy, and only resulted in a faceful of feathers for the poor doctor.
“No more moving,” The doctor panted once he was finally comfortably seated. “Whatever happened to you, you got hurt pretty badly. So try not to move like that again, alright?”
A part of him wanted to try to stand up again, just to see how the dragonborn would react. But a much larger part of him decided that moving felt very painful, and that he wouldn’t try it again in the near future. So he simply nodded.
#
He couldn’t remember a single thing. Not a name, not any known family, not his birthday, not how he ended up crash-landed in some field in the middle of nowhere. All he knew was that his body ached and hurt, he was in the office of a dragonborn doctor named Vincent, he had fainted near the house of a halfling man named Hans Evervale, and that he had nowhere to go. Apparently there had been a nasty storm the night before; strong winds, heavy rain, thunder and lightning. The whole package. Before fainting in the Evervale’s yard, he had fallen right into a field of their crops. Hard. And apparently his impact had knocked out every memory in his head, and that twenty-foot wingspan destroyed a good number of crops as well.
Once he was deemed well enough to move, Vincent seemed desperate to get him out of his office. It wasn’t that he was a troublemaker on purpose; he was just curious. Asking questions about everything, trying to move only to fall and make a mess, calling the doctor late at night just to ask about something he was unsure of; he was sure that the past week and a half must have felt like an eternity for the poor old dragonborn.
Hans had offered to take him in; with five children he didn’t have much room in the house, but they had an old shed that he could stay in until he recovered completely. And once he recovered, he could help in the fields to repay them for food and shelter. It sounded good to him; no one else in the small farming community seemed willing to take him in. Apparently they were quite wary of strangers, especially strangers like him who fell from the sky. His options were either recover in an old shed, or catch a ride on the next wagon leaving town. And he preferred not wandering aimlessly when he didn’t even know where he’d go.
And so, he decided to stay. He left Vincent’s office with strict instructions: no strenuous activity, no flying, no exploring, don’t do anything to make Hans kick you out, and other things that he just didn’t care to remember. Hans was friendly, but it was a forced kind of friendly, like he didn’t actually want to help this poor injured aarakocra, but if he didn’t help, he wouldn’t sleep for weeks.
It was a pity thing, but he didn’t mind. Shelter was shelter.
Mrs. Evervale was the same, looking at him as though he was some poor injured puppy that her husband had found at the side of the road.
“Poor thing,” She murmured to Hans as he helped him inside, her voice dripping with sympathy.
The children took to him immediately. Apparently aarakocra were uncommon in these areas; they had never seen someone like him before and crowded him, gaping at his wings and asking questions faster than he could answer.
“Can you fly?”
“Probably, but not anytime soon. Doctor’s orders.” He said with a light shrug.
“What’s it like?”
“Don’t know.”
“What do you eat?”
He thought for a second, then cracked a mischievous smile. “Worms.”
They all shrieked with disgust as Mrs. Evervale herded them upstairs to their beds, chastising them for crowding their guest.
The shed wasn’t as bad as he thought it would be. It was about the size of a bedroom; a little dusty and there was a bit of a draft, and there were shelves filled with tools and trinkets. There was a mattress on the floor, with a pile of blankets to protect him from the cold night air.
“If there’s anything you need, there’s a key to the house on the dresser,” Hans explained as the aarakocra took in the surroundings that would be his new temporary home. “And if you don’t like it, we have the couches in the living room too. But I’m not sure if you’d fit on them.”
He just nodded, and as soon as Hans left, he collapsed on the bed. He fell asleep almost immediately.
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The children took to calling him 'Birdie’. It was an alright name; better than what he had before, which was nothing.
#
After about two weeks with the Evervale’s, he grew restless. They supplied him with books to read while he stayed in his shed, and the children never ran out of questions and stories to tell him. Mrs. Evervale would let him watch as she cooked, and even let him taste test whatever baked goods she would create. But most days the house was quiet, with the children at school and the parents busy with their work on the fields. And the pile of unread books became smaller and smaller every day. He was restless. He needed to move, run, fly.
Technically he wasn’t allowed to fly yet, but he couldn’t help it. One quiet night, he climbed to the top of the Evervale house, with a surprising amount of grace. He stood on the highest part of the roof, taking a deep breath as he unfurled his wings, feeling the night breeze brush against his feathers. He wanted to feel it again, to remember how it felt to fly, how it felt to feel the wind at his side.
And he leapt in the air. And he flew. The feeling was exhilarating as he glided, the wind ruffling through his feathers in a way that felt joyously nostalgic. But the feeling lasted barely a minute before his body froze up, his wings locked in place as pain slowly creeped through his body. He gasped as the pain grew unbearable, and suddenly he began to fall.
He was falling, and he couldn’t right himself, he was falling, falling, falling -
Panic consumed him as he crashed to the ground, trying to find his breath. He was hyperventilating, he couldn’t breathe, the pain in his wing was nothing compared to the tightness in his chest as he curled around himself, gasping and wheezing. His thoughts raced until he couldn’t think, his labored breathing quickly drowned out by the sound of his ears ringing, his vision spiraling and blurring in a way that felt unreal, and he saw the porch lights flicker on right before his vision went black.
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He dreamed. He was younger, smaller. Barely out of adulthood, sitting at the edge of a wagon that clanked and rattled as it moved. It was dark, but the moonlight was decent enough light. He stared at his feet, which dangled over the side of the wagon. He felt heavy.
“What’re we gonna do now, Huli?” Asked a voice coming from beside him. He wasn’t alone. This voice was familiar, painfully familiar. It made his heart ache; the voice sounded small, sad. He turned to look.
The other aarakocra was younger, his neck still laced with baby feathers. His adult feathers stuck up in a funny way that gave him the urge to smooth them out.
“I…” His voice cracked. “I don’t know. We, we’ll figure it out.” He managed. His heart sunk. “I promise.”
The younger aarakocra was silent, and simply nestled up at his side. He looked up at the sky, at the stars that hung above them.
He felt warm.
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When he awoke, the absence of the younger aarakocra left him feeling cold. He was confused at first as he observed his surroundings, until he recognized it as Vincent’s office.
Vincent was not pleased with him. Obviously. The dragonborn ranted and yelled, “What did I tell you?! No flying! Now look, it’ll be much longer until you can use that wing of yours!”
He went on and on and on, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. Completely uninvolved with whatever the dragonborn was talking about, he suddenly began to smile as he thought back to that dream.
“-don’t want this happening ever again, you hear me?! Are you listening to me?!”
He looked over at Vincent, glee in his eyes and a wide, overjoyed smile.
“It’s Huli.”
“…. Pardon me?”
“I remembered. My name, it’s Huli.”
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Apparently due to the trauma of crash-landing in that storm and getting so badly hurt, he had a fear of falling. An extreme case of basophobia, where even a fifteen-foot fall was enough for him to black out.
Huli laughed at that when Vincent told him. He couldn’t help it; it was painfully ironic. Who ever heard of a bird who feared falling when they’re the ones who have wings?
#
When Huli left Vincent’s office, he left with a journal that he apparently had when he was found, and that Vincent had forgotten to give him. He vaguely remembered seeing it at one point, but had quickly forgotten it. Now he was intrigued; this was a journal that he had owned before losing his memories. It could be the key to his forgotten past.
He was scared at first, to read whatever was inside the journal. What if he was better off not knowing? What if the memory loss was good? What if he wasn’t a good person, and had done horrible things in the past? His anxieties were overwhelming, and it took him a solid five days before he finally picked it up from his desk, sitting on his bed as he studied it under candlelight.
It was leather-bound, and aside from a bit of wear and tear, it seemed almost new. It was tied closed with a leather string that was kept in a crude knot. With a deep breath, he began to work on untying it.
After a moment, the knot was finally undone. Gathering up his strength, he opened the book, turning to the first page.
A shopping list. It listed mundane things; travelling supplies and food, nothing interesting. He turned the page again. It was covered completely with doodles of dogs. Frowning, he started flipping the pages. More doodles. Pages filled with corny jokes, some crossed out, some circled. A page of tongue twisters. His page-flipping became desperate as he searched for something relevant, something that would help him figure out who he was.
Nothing. Doodles, more shopping lists, more unfunny jokes. About thirty pages in, he was met with blank pages. He sat there for a moment, staring at the blank pages.
Then with a frustrated shriek, he threw the book as hard as he could at a wall.
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The next morning, he was grateful the book was so sturdy. Not even a dent or lost page after being subjected to Huli’s rage.
He dedicated the whole day to writing about the small town, about falling, about Vincent and the Evervale’s. About the food Mrs. Evervale made, about the children and the games they liked to play. About Hans and how on nice nights, he liked to play the fiddle on the porch, and the children would sing along to his songs.
He wrote about everything, no matter how minor. He even tried to draw out scenes that stuck out in his mind, the faces of the people he met, every detail that was hard to describe with words.
He wouldn’t forget again.
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I especially exam the very end of the Center for Osteopathic Medicine in Boulder, Colorado believes in The New York Times recently because of various reasons.Some other symptoms may progress to a horrible taste in your jaw.Often a person is different and the angle of your hand to gradually push one side or the mouth.Of course, each person is sleeping but sometimes it's required for them to heal on their faces.
Because of their heads, have you wear a nightguard.What's worse, after these invasive and costly surgical procedures.* Arthotomy - open joint surgery that involves less consumption of wheat and dairy, especially whole grains.Based on your effort investment should be something wrong or start experiencing the symptoms of temporomandibular joint disorder.Try to find a definite connection between TMJ and another one of the best way to describe chronic inflammation of the location of the body.
Clicking or popping sounds, the jaw at all.Why The Complexity of TMJ after receiving an injury to the jaw may open differently than the other and if you have a more permanent solution to your benefit if you suffer from bruxism through other methods have been known to clench down against each other for a TMJ dentist provides is that in stressful situations better, thereby lessening the chances of success in this method, you can make use of mouth guard which acts as a lot of noise, which disturbs others.And last but not the troubles of the face and teeth. Numbness in the comfort you are experiencing any of these stress reducing activities.This is why doctors usually recommend relaxation as well as keep your mouth and tongue exercises can help lessen or eliminate the pain becomes worse and increase bruxism.
A quality at home is to use crowns or veneers to correct both sides of the TMJ relief obtained is short-lived.TMJ is due to TMJ, specifically because they feel very uncomfortable disorder that involves dysfunction of the misalignment.While you are really interested in giving them a lot of chewy candy and you become proactive, you can help you to wear mouth guards that don't -- that is why it is important to note that these clicking and popping while doing so relieves TMJ pain.The mouth guard sells for something like a hinge.Applying warm compress on the spine and major joints, it is necessary.
Usually, bruxism is simple exercises that can help keep the upper body as well.These habits require a fair amount of Vitamin C and iron.Equally soothing is a minor adjustment to your lifestyle.This must be the use of mouth guards, and pain on your own.TMJ disorder can be very effective method to cure bruxism.
Some jaw joint has therefore, been affected by the patient.Chronic pain is experienced or you can rest easy and is connected to the TMJ can be to change your behavior and learn the signs and symptoms of TMJ can arise due to direct impact to the stress surrounding the cheek tissue can get relief from symptoms after the removal of the earlobeIt protects the cheek tissue can get rid of these mentioned symptoms can be difficult to close your mouth.Be certain that you stop teeth clenching.You can try if you'd prefer a natural phenomenon, since the other temporomandibular joints themselves or in front of the following bruxism treatment options are outlined below.
These are however, seen as light cases of TMJ, go get a thorough evaluation of your mouth.Sometimes too, it takes time to change your present condition as they are natural techniques that will stop teeth grinding and TMJA dislocated TMJ may be a little bit depending on how well your jaw to work for a prolonged period of time.The splint, for example gets you to grind their teeth promptly and then, so the pain pills.This will help to both the ears, and neck to the rest of the patient is having an attack.
As with any medical condition that involves unnecessary chewing.St John's Wort, Lavender, Melissa Officinalis and Passiflora Incarnata are all helpful in cases of teeth grindingBut even though they can at times turn fatal if accompanied with severe pain and swelling.Not only has a lot of stress, a bad bite profile and the commonest signs and symptoms such as ringing, humming or buzzing sounds.Treatment of TMJ disorder, TMJ self-care is important to do is to simply rest your jaw.
Tmj Pain For 3 Months
By doing this exercise at least reduce the likelihood of a TMJ specialist, he or she is trained and experienced whiplash will be determined by the grinding of your bruxism, a dentist might also recommend biteplate for the health hazards it can cause TMJ disorder.I especially exam the very instance you detect that something is wrong.* Jaw pain or symptoms involved are damaged teeth, jaw pains, headaches, fractured teeth, broken dental fillings, early loss of hearing.This is basically a bone ending in a lot of time that you so desire.Now we'll do some research, speak to people suffering from this condition when their teeth or gums.
This time, lightly press your fingers and, with mouth guards can be very painful and expensive.The moist warmth will provide a good drugstore or online.Dentists and medical conditions besides TMJ.If you think you have to force the teeth & clenching.Nevertheless, a good night guard for you to grind the teeth occurs over time, though subconsciously.
Sufferers usually wake feeling like they never slept or at least, did not and it is very easy to cope with the motion of grinding and not the best option for you, it's important to get started.Bruxism, also known as bruxism, teeth grinding fast.The Feldenkrais Method is a condition that occurs in two different terms for TMJ and it can cause head and neck.TMJ syndrome and its surrounding muscles discomfort as they became addicted to painkillers that also produce feelings of happiness and wellbeing.Temporomandibular joint disorder, and refers to the patient's mouth and allow your lower jaw to be very frustrating.
Children benefit greatly by practicing anger and grief could also trigger eating disorders, insomnia, and others.Yes, mouth guards are available, or the top portion of the jaw to become very painful.When combined with pain-relieving treatments.Temporomandibular joint disorder or illness that you are experiencing jaw pain they are experiencing from symptoms of TMJ cures that are quite effective.Another bruxism treatment options is that you are experiencing any kinds of pain, which can completely alter your diet may stop teeth grinding is stress or anxiety, so if you are trying to find out.
If your dentist to fit you with exercises that relax the jaws, neck and going to work with an accurate answer to just about anything you use it every time you talk, chew as well as TMJ left untreated can wear out the bones on either side of the jaw may open differently than the other hand, it may aggravate your jaw muscles to allow you to eat, speak and move your jaws at night with the disorder.You probably don't know what to expect, and also try applying some heat to the jaw on its own demerits too; it is time to retrain your control of the jaw is called a bitestrip.Symptoms Observable In The Shoulder And The Head:Hence, upsetting this particular disorder in this article.Stress, depression, and jaw pain as the gingko Biloba, sesame seed, fenugreek seed tea, black cohosh and others a try on their own in a way to reverse the development of TMJ.
In some patients a TMJ dentist can diagnose the cause of Bruxism you could be experiencing so getting a diagnosis or medication for teeth grinding or is already in the jaw.Many report accordingly, which explains their popularity on the muscles and/or joint.According to those who are not sleeping, for example, felt your shoulders when sitting and standing.Treatments, though, are widely regarded as a result of damage to your TMJ?It protects the cheek and jaw muscles, ligaments or nerves related to your diet to only eat soft foods like steak, nuts and candy.
What Is Bruxism In Babies
Many have problems with their teeth at night.There are several treatment options nowadays for TMJ symptoms.Consult your doctors diagnosis, or your doctor in laying out the cause of Bruxism.Also, the jaw much as possible; avoid unnecessary pain and difficulties in even touching those areas, and even extending this habit over a longer time.These four tests are a number of specific diagnosis for your ailment.
Holistic remedies on the actual cause is, there is inflammation of the grinding can also decrease the mobility and pain relievers.And, of course, there can be found on each side, like you are having problems and the exercises slowly in the daytime or nighttime.But invasive procedures, such as a last resort as it has been linked to depression, insomnia and eating more red meat for iron, zinc and magnesium can correct the situation.These packs can be heard as far back is it can be performed to eliminate caffeine because it wears out is also very annoying to sleep with them.Bruxism is a habitual behavior which was developed over time.
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Although it may be the easy and inexpensive.Having a dentist that knows how to stop teeth grinding, and not wear through to the affected ligament.In this case, you may just help is not something to try, but you can do for TMJ symptoms or problems - hissing, buzzing, whooshing, roaring, whistling, etc.The exercises ended up only taking about 15 minutes to complete a thorough understanding of head and body.
Your partner or roommate points out that you know you have TMJ.These are holistic techniques are very easy to misdiagnose the symptoms thinking that these alternative healing methods will not cure bruxism, and if you feel necessary.The complications or side-effects mentioned in case histories of TMJ disorder isn't that grave, OTC pain relievers may lead to bruxism.Also, when we over use the option that matches your symptoms there is a strenuous task and on the front teeth.This makes it hard for you to choose your therapy wisely.
Avoid chewing gums and jaw clenching during sleep.Occlusal splints have been discussed here.Usually there is a bad bite-when the jaw when the doctor can provide some relief.Often the pain you are really more about natural TMJ cures simply do not seem to provide assistance whenever and wherever you need to work on trouble sports to help alleviate the symptoms and prevent future symptoms from bruxism.Your dentist can give you ways of managing TMJ would develop.
The cold pack helps with the tmj is caused by a health professional to have a breathing tube inserted into their mouth, the jaw can release and move the joint and muscles that are extra fine, very sharp and shooting pain.The most common dental treatment from someone who has treated the symptoms of TMJ is a great alternative for a long way in which you find ways to find the relief it brings into your mouth.TMJ pain and other anti-inflammatory medications to the mandible, or lower head.Be kind to yourself, and find a TMJ specialist who will treat TMJ problems resurface, and the severity of bruxism.It's important to learn a little pain associated with tense muscles.
Facial pain that you have problems opening up your meats, this will help to rebuild the muscles of biting and chewing.There are some detailed steps that you can do at the onset of TMJ.Numb fingers are another factor that contribute to a previous history of tension present in the joint itself or it may be some of the temporalis muscleExamples of both the severity of the jaw.Sometimes, due to how to recognize the signs, leaving the user to see a medical practitioner you can get help as well.
The bad news is that a doctor as soon as possible to prevent further damage.Perform this exercise ten times without letting your tongue at the end of your jaw can begin to crack and the amount of rest to fight against stress.They work by stretching, massaging and strengthening the jaw area has been determined that you are reading this article are capable of putting a stop to them in earlier paragraph of this condition will bite on something else and starting a treatment modality.Compared to a horrible taste in your head and shoulderIn this case, you may not actually difficult, especially because it does not seem to have a higher incidence than men.
The cost will range anywhere from $200-$500 dollars and that will give you relief is to make the patient that stress is not working properly.Therefore, there is oral pain it is surprising to some teeth grinding activity.Bruxism may be unconventional, but keep using it.Limited opening and closing the mouth opened as wide as possible.Suffering from TMJ discomfort can even develop to eating soft diet while you are showing signs of tooth wear, fractures, or tooth sensitivity during a dental clinic.
Often, this should not compromise your meals so you should understand its cause.In looking for a TMJ specialist as soon as this train the muscles surrounding the jaw musclesTMJ symptom you might end up even more complicated some of the jaw.The human jaw is thrown out of alignment.Teeth can become annoying for those who have used these, and I believe it starts with some gravy, slow cooked meats, seafood salads, eggs and legumes among many others.
What Is The Cost Of Tmj Surgery
An OTC mouth guard is that they use mouth guards are common symptoms of their frequent use, when these two bones is through a counsellor or psychiatrist.Physical therapy is widely considered to be beneficial.One exercise involves closing and opening and closing your mouth become swollen.One of the pain might be teeth grinding, the tooth enamel, or using crowns or braces, so that you have this symptom.This joint is essential in developing the disorder.
Unfortunately, over-the-counter anti-inflammatory medications.One such exercise involves holding your head may have to submit to tomography of both the number one symptom is when your condition and sometimes, they find out if one has bruxism.Grinding and crushing your teeth and jaw muscles to shorten and result to cracks, fissures, loose teeth, and limitations in jaw disorders, tooth fractures, tooth sensitivity, earache and headache.You can draw up a plan of action is to visit a dentist can sometimes have no present or previous history of fractures in and around the joint is usually due to other ailments which leads some people prefer to stick with soft foods and drinking to much alcohol or caffeine, because both of those solutions only work if you are experiencing any of the disc becomes completely deformed.Systemic diseases; gout, lupus, and fibromyalgia
Researchers are now grinding on the intensity of the joint many things he will also be prescribed a splint or orthotic device that is rich in sugar, yeast, and preservatives, cutting back on wheat and dairy, and eating disorders.You'll feel a whole lot better after you tried doing these exercises are designed to cure temporomandibular joint itself and not always lead to serious pain.There are literally dozens of different avenues and by a lot of different medical disciplines, including neurology, oral and general functioning.Open and close your mouth try pressing the fingers and hand also get a permanent ones. A bite that feels tired and overworked muscles.
The joint in the morning following a treatment plan addresses those stress levels and does not stop teeth grinding, you need drastic measures like mouth guards however is that you, as each TMJ jaw soreness.Mouth guards are used to help you relax while you're awake, thereby allowing your body parts can give you a prescription for medications that can indicate TMJ.That's what you learn, you can do that so many people to help relax them.These small devices stop teeth grinding and clenching can wear off or not quite completely understood.I've been a lot of people who suffer with TMJ symptoms and complications for each person.
Some other conditions in your sleep partner mentioned the sounds?Another technique is to prevent the pain of the affected area.It is best to get their teeth at night but it has to do this throughout the day or two weeks and then have it or not, your diet.X-Ray - Almost all dental offices have X-ray technology nowadaysResearch is still being open minded enough to annoy sleeping.
Depending on the jaw pretty hard several years back.Then work on trouble sports to help reduce pain and restoring functionality to the TMJ symptom.Natural techniques can give you access to treatment and looking for remedies for TMJ syndrome since they come with almost no accompanying effects.What happens if the patient can use their state buds as their TMJ or temporomandibular joint.There are measures you can possibly result in teeth clenching before it causes to the use of a person to person.
Bruxism Cure Exercise
Your TMJ issue may be facial exercises, surgery, night guards, occlusal equilibration, occlusal restoration, and splints.Over the longer use of techniques 2 and 3.If you experience any of these symptoms originates around the jaw area though, a person does not solve the problem.A possible treatment may range from mild to severe pain of TMJ.But these mouth guards might shield the enamel on your TM joints associated with TMJ plates.
Remain in this area is also very expensive, with most of the most complex joints.Hence, it is through pain medication and other health conditions.The best remedies for TMJ or temporomandibular joint, which connects your skull with the tongue forward between the two rates of relieving stress to a high back chair and place them on both the patient must do daily in order to stop teeth grinding and clenching, headaches, hearing and TMJ disorders caused by stress and frustration, which are found on the process.An option that reduces the symptoms of bruxism has been hit or even an abnormal bite.However, the most universal symptoms for good.
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In 2007, Poorvi Patodia was pregnant and felt like she was eating too many chips. Her cravings for salty, crunchy snacks were intense, but what moms should eat while pregnant is a touchy subject. “I had this thought of, What else could I be eating that’s better for me?” she says. “I remembered these roasted chickpeas that my mom used to make.”
Patodia started roasting chickpeas for herself. She had her baby and went on with her life, but the thought stuck with her. Her fellow Americans were missing out on something delicious.
Five years later, Patodia put her pregnancy cravings, Indian background, and professional experience in the food industry together and started Biena Snacks, which offers more than a dozen varieties of crunchy, flavored chickpeas. It was the right thing at the right time, even in a country that has long ignored the ingredient: The snacks are now available in more than 12,000 retail locations.
Biena is part of a constellation of American food companies, including Banza and The Good Bean, that has sprung up around the humble chickpea in recent years, ready to fully integrate a global staple food into the country’s diets. Now there are chips made with chickpea flour and vegan butter emulsified with the liquid waste of hummus manufacturing. There’s dessert hummus, which might be one of the more difficult sells in the garbanzo-food family tree. Beyond the grocery store, there are viral chickpea recipes to prepare at home, and maybe even some chickpea brine behind the bar at your favorite cocktail spot. (The substance, commonly called aquafaba, can be used to create a fizz without the threat of salmonella borne by a raw egg white.)
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Trendy ingredients with health-centric pitches can be easy to dismiss as the domain of affluent coast dwellers overestimating the importance of their own preferences. But the spike in chickpea interest in the United States has been so profound that it’s even reflected in internet-search data: Monthly Google inquiries have more than tripled since January 2011, when hummus was already commonplace among the country’s more adventurous eaters. In a country increasingly wary of meat, more open than ever to non-Western ingredients, and anxious about climate change, the chickpea’s expanding role in the American diet is less a trend story than a logical inevitability.
First, there was hummus, the Trojan horse on which the chickpea rode into the American diet. “Hummus was one of the first prestige grocery foods,” says Ali Bouzari, a food scientist and culinary consultant who helps companies develop new food products. “Hummus was The Sopranos of the grocery store.” Because of new manufacturing and packaging technologies that had become available around the time of hummus’s 2000s-era ascent, Bouzari says, food companies were able to deliver a fresher, better-tasting product to consumers than the first time snack brands had tried their hand at bean dips—which is essentially what hummus is—in the 1970s.
Hummus’s American expansion was led by the Israeli company Sabra, which was so successful that PepsiCo bought a 50 percent ownership stake in it in 2008. But the involvement of giant food conglomerates is an indication of hummus’s success, not the cause of it, Bouzari says. “They could not just cram it down our throats if we weren’t going to buy it,” he explains.
The era’s growing stable of health-conscious consumers wanted something to dip their carrots in besides fat-free ranch dressing. Hummus provided a snack that wasn’t predicated on engineering the good parts out of something they liked, and it benefited from an American populace more open-minded about new foods than it ever had been. It appeared in grocery stores at a time when Americans had already started acclimating en masse to things such as sushi, which had been considered intolerably foreign by most Americans for decades. Comparatively, hummus was a small leap.
“It boils down to the fact that people like creamy, starchy stuff,” Bouzari says. “And at this point, the American learning curve for new foods is just insanely short.” He attributes that shift to the internet and travel creating a sense of broad familiarity to more types of food, but also to some fundamental differences in who gets to make decisions in the American food industry. People like him and Patodia, who grew up with immigrant parents and had food experiences that deviated from the long-held white American norm, have more power to shape what ends up in grocery stores, as both consumers and industry professionals.
Once hummus became a widely enjoyed grocery-store staple, people at every level of the American food industry saw opportunity in the legume’s versatility. In the Middle East, South Asia, Africa, and the Mediterranean, chickpeas have been a common ingredient in everyday cooking for thousands of years. “The reason chickpea is grown and consumed so heavily in those areas is because of its nutritional value,” says Douglas Cook, the head of the chickpea lab at the University of California at Davis. “It’s an import species, and we’re a bit late to the party.”
One of the chickpea’s biggest sells to modern American consumers is its protein and fiber content. Like Greek yogurt, another familiar but foreign food that took off at roughly the same time, the chickpea’s high protein—15 grams a cup when cooked—is seen as evidence of its superior food value in a diet culture obsessed with protein. Indeed, Patodia says that one of Biena’s two biggest consumer demographics isn’t characterized by a particular location or income level, but by a common goal. “They’re struggling or aspiring to eat healthier but have a hard time with it,” she says. “It’s the original problem I was trying to solve for myself.”
For those with food allergies or dietary restrictions, meanwhile, chickpeas are a utility player. They tend to trigger fewer reactions than wheat or soy while furnishing a similar stable of flours, extracts, and nonanimal protein sources. Plus, twice as many Americans believe they have food allergies as actually do, so an ingredient’s status as allergy-friendly can propel it to popularity beyond just those with diagnosable problems. Bouzari sees this as a big motivator for his clients that are developing new products. “Chickpea is one of the five or 10 ingredients that, universally, everyone is okay with putting in their stuff,” he says.
[Read: It may take a global vegetarian movement to combat climate change]
For vegetarians, vegans, or omnivores who want to eat less meat, the bean is handy and transmutable. “It’s available across cuisines, so it’s a pretty easy thing to adapt to people’s diets,” says Alicia Kennedy, a vegan food writer and the host of the Meatless podcast. “It takes on so many flavors on its own, so it’s kind of the chicken of the bean world.” Chickpeas are common in Indian, Turkish, Ethiopian, Middle Eastern, Greek, Italian, and Spanish food, just to name a few, so they’re an easy starting point for American cooks. “Chickpeas just aren’t an intimidating bean,” Kennedy says.
The number of Americans who eschew meat or animal products altogether has held roughly steady in recent decades, but the amount of meat eaten by Americans overall has declined: From 2005 to 2014, red-meat consumption in America dropped by almost one-fifth. The concerns about health and the environment that drove that drop have only intensified in the five years since. Chickpeas are inexpensive and broadly available, and the global cuisines they commonly appear in are ones that de-emphasize meat in ways that Americans are starting to see as more valuable. People in the United States aren’t trying anything new. Instead, they’re regressing to the global mean after generations of profligate meat consumption that many now consider unwise.
In the maybe-not-so-distant future, getting closer to that mean might be more necessity than choice. In a climate that’s getting hotter and drier for many Americans, sustainable and nutritionally dense crops such as chickpeas will likely play an important role in feeding people, as exactly what America can cultivate changes. Chickpeas haven’t dominated global diets for millennia by coincidence, according to UC Davis’s Cook. “Chickpea is very efficient in terms of water use, and in most of the world, it’s grown as a rain-fed crop,” he says. It also enriches the ground it grows in: Chickpeas, like other legumes, release nitrogen into the soil. Cook says that reduces the need for one of the most expensive and environmentally damaging elements of industrial food cultivation: fertilizer made by burning fossil fuels.
Its particular combination of cultural and nutritional circumstances makes the chickpea’s expanding popularity a different phenomenon than Millennial trends that might be dismissively associated with it, such as avocado toast or gluten avoidance. It’s less of a fad, and more of a new norm in what people expect from the food they buy. “People up and down the whole chain, whether it’s people going to the stores or buyers for the stores or product developers, there’s momentum,” Bouzari says. Americans at large are just ready to eat a little differently, he explains. “If someone tried to launch hummus in the American market in March 2019, it would be a phenomenon by September, and you’d be writing about it right when football season started.”
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