#so idk I guess all I’m gonna do is sit here for the entire day probably but I can’t Do anythihg
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it’s crazy that 2023 is almost to an end! Another year that just flew by!
I’ll be honest, I was desperate to post my art somewhere. It’s been kinda a rough couple of years for me. And recently.
I was extremely sad last year. Around this time, actually. Let me paint a picture.
Last year, I switched schools. Which I guess doesn’t sound like a big deal, but it was to me. My whole life was at my other school. My friends. They were the best. As u can probably imagine, I starting at a brand new school is hard. Especially when everyone already knows eachother. This might come as a shocker, but I’m kinda Anti-social when it comes to ppl around my age. (Especially cuz ppl my age are such bitches Lmao) for the longest time, I coped using discord And tik tok. I Even made my own little group. But ofc, that had to come to an end too. after that, I was sad again. For the longest time I had all these ideas, but no one to really share them with.
(cuz none of my irl friends like nor watched tmnt) and recently I ended a friendship w/ someone. We were both in the wrong, I’ll admit. I did say somethings behind her back. Nothing too bad. But it did call her a hypocrite. Because she would always complain about our other friends leaving to hang out w/ other ppl. When she does the exact same thing. And I was alone. Alone at lunch. Just sitting there. She would treat me so..rudely. Just plain rude. I asked her a question (Idk what is was exactly) and she responded with such a rude response. And that was on fucking Halloween. (Which I was sick on) so that’s when the entire friendship fell to shit.
Since then I’ve been hanging out by myself in the library (well, the times it’s open anyway) so u can probably imagine how I feel. Then one day, it all changed. I discover this wonder escape. Tumblr. I signed up and made this acc. And I met such amazing ppl on it.
@allyheart707: has given me good advice on my little comic series, genially super nice, fun to chat w/. I think I’ve been mutuals w/ her for the longest.
@ghosty-0w0: very silly, I have so much fun doing art collabs w/ you!! Again, very nice and thoughtful. Mutuals for a bit but it feels longer!!
@mikey-rottmnt: the ultimate silly, whiteboard was to much fun (I’m gonna try and make another board for us lol), I have no idea how we became mutuals lmao. Very fun to chat w, always open to listen, caring and sweet. I enjoy having conversations w/ u!
@c00kietin: I had a lot of fun drawing u!!!, Irish gang 🍀☘️, that one time I didn’t get sleep was chaotic, very chill, a local amphibia fan!! I wanna talk more w/ u, cuz ur js so cool!!
I Hope y’all have an amazing new year! May the year bring u luck, kindness, adventures (hopefully) not artblock, and alot of ideas!! (Not that anyone of u need them, cuz ur so creative!!)
and dw..Hehe..I will make u all suffer w/ ANGST ANGST AND…fluff. JK MORE ANGST >:))
(no but real talk I will not js do all Angst I swear—)
I APOLOGIZE FOR THE OTHER MUTUALS THAT IK AND ARENT ON HERE, ITS CUX I FORGOT UR TAGS!!!
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Feeling Ticklish
Fandom: Stranger Things
Characters: Steve/Eddie
Summary: Eddie has sensory issues and on some days he can’t stand even the idea of something touching his body, and therefore he feels extra ticklish. Steve tries to help him.
A/N: He’s just like me fr! No but seriously this is something that I struggle a lot with and idk how to even explain it and I sometimes wonder if an intentional consensual tickle would help calm me down, so that’s what this fic is I guess.
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Steve was pouring them both their first cup of coffee around midday that day when he noticed Eddie squirming and realized he’d been writhing and fumbling all morning.
“Are you feeling ticklish today?” he asked, turning to look at him only because he adored the way Eddie always blushed when he said that.
He knew it wasn’t entirely about that, though. Knew that Eddie was feeling overstimulated and therefore overly sensitive. Eddie had been the one to bring it up that first time anyway, how he felt a constant dread that something would touch his stomach and he knew it would tickle. How the collar of his shirt would be too tight and tickle his neck, making him constantly fiddle with it.
His cheeks flushed, but he seemed more frustrated than embarrassed. “Yes,” he mumbled, digging his nails into his midriff. No dragging, no pulling. Simply digging them in as if to tell his skin to settle. “I’m gonna tear it off one day.”
“Come here.” Steve reached out, careful to keep his hands high so as not to give the illusion he would touch his torso. “Can I rub your arms?”
Eddie hummed out his consent and stood still as Steve rubbed his palms over his skin semi-roughly. Ever since Steve discovered Eddie’s occasional sensory issues they’d carefully tried to figure out whether there was anything Steve could do to help. To remind Eddie that not everything was tickly was one of their solutions. It was a bit strange, to know Eddie loved being tickled and yet had moments like these. Duality of man and all that.
“Better?” he asked, watching Eddie visibly calm down.
“Yeah,” he admitted, placing his own palm against his abdomen.
“Is that ticklish?”
“Just a little. It’s not as bad.” Eddie didn’t move his hands, but keeping them on himself was a big win to begin with. “I hate this.”
“Hey.” Steve leaned forward to knock their foreheads together. “You’re doing great, okay?”
“I don’t understand why it’s happening,” Eddie continued, something impatient and frustrated laced in his voice.
“You don’t have to always understand everything, you know. But I get it.”
“I know you do.” Eddie closed the gap to let their lips briefly touch. “Could we- well, we could try, you know?”
Steve raised his eyebrows. “You sure? You seem very overwhelmed as it is.”
“Just quickly. Just once.”
“Okay. You wanna sit?”
“No. Do it here.”
“Now?”
“Uh huh.”
“Okay.” Steve let his hands move down his arms slowly, yet firmly, until he reached his wrists and let go. “On your belly?”
“Uh huh.”
“You’re pretty when you blush,” he said, because Eddie had slowly turned red again, his embarrassment overpowering his continued discomfort. Steve only commented because he knew it helped, because Eddie had positive feelings toward touch too and was upset that today had turned into a negative day.
“Shut up,” he said, but he smiled for the first time that morning.
They were testing out a theory. Admittedly neither of them knew whether it would work, and Steve would stop the minute Eddie asked him to. But considering he enjoyed tickling and yet had days where he found just the simplest touch overwhelming, they wondered if Steve could consensually remind him of what exactly he liked about it, just for a moment, in the hopes of calming him.
He placed his hand on Eddie’s stomach - sharp inhale, body tensing - and waited for Eddie to nod. Once he did he started tickling. Just a curl of his fingers really, although he wasn’t as gentle as he usually was. Digging in slightly to not make it too unbearable, although Eddie moved away from him anyway.
“How was it?” he asked, unsure whether he should be glad that Eddie was still smiling.
“Ticklish,” he replied, rubbing at his skin. “But not as bad as I thought it would be.”
“Do you want more?”
“No.”
“Okay.”
Steve turned toward the kitchen counter. “Your coffee’s getting cold,” he said and handed Eddie his cup. Eddie’s thank you contained many layers and Steve simply shrugged. “Always.”
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One last thing about last twilight ep 11. I’m never gonna be at peace with it I’m so sorry and I’ve already spoken at length about why but then I read I think aof’s reasoning for the break up I don’t even remember exactly who wrote this but it was someone on the production team. They said they talked to blind people while writing the story, we know this already, but one of them (ONE) said he was in a relationship in his early 20s and felt like his partner was overbearing or like overly concerned about him specifically bc he was blind and this wore him out over time so he broke up with them and later regretted it and felt it was an immature thing to do. Where do I start with this…. First of all that was one person’s story, it’s not like they talked to a bunch of blind people and this was a common theme in their relationships. So like. Ok whatever. I think they could have I don’t know talked to a few more blind people if the goal was to represent an interabled relationship well? But that is the least of my gripes! Let’s say, ok, they decide to use this one guy’s anecdote to shape THE episode 11 curse. This guy admitted it was an immature decision on his part and we see that day has made incredible progress over the course of the series so we’re gonna have to throw that out the window and revert him back to the asshole rich kid he was in episode 1. I don’t LIKE that but I’m still with you, I see your vision. Absolutely terrible characterization but with how quickly and easily they will make other characters grow I guess it makes sense they would undo all that growth equally quickly. If they had played their cards right the entire series up until this point it’s quite possible I would be able to accept their breakup, but that’s the thing, they DIDN’T!!!! The whole show, at least from the time they got together until the time they broke up, there was NO indication day ever felt uncomfortable with mhok’s intense level of care and consideration. And I’m not gonna sit here and pretend that man didn’t have tunnel vision to the extreme and that his brain received anything other than the My Boyfriend Day channel at all ever, but that’s just how he is man! He is not the way he is because day is blind, it’s evident in his relationships with all the other characters that he is just incredibly caring and unable to ever think about himself, we know this. But even so, day literally told him at the beginning of the episode to never leave him. We never saw a single second where Day felt like it was all too much, or even more that it was all bc of his disability. Or at least if we did I also had tunnel vision and 24/7 mhokday channel on and they didn’t hit me over the head with it so I didn’t notice. But I’m pretty sure I didn’t miss anything. Anyway, if they had thrown little hints that day felt mhok was overbearing, the breakup would be a much easier pill to swallow but they literally exchanged their first “I love you”s like MINUTES before the breakup. It came out of nowhere, which makes it feel even more wrong that day was willing to throw their love away over ONE breakdown of communication. I wouldn’t even call it a fight. Now I’m just rehashing all my previous complaints but the point is I MIGHT HAVE accepted this turn of events if it was ever alluded to before then. For all the foreshadowing they love to do they really just said let’s throw them a curveball they’ll never see coming and it’s just like. WHY!!!! The “where the fuck did this even come from” of it all just makes it feel that much more out of character which KILLS ME!!!! Oh and to bring it back to the one dude’s story- he said this wore him down OVER TIME, and idk, maybe for him and for day it all dawned upon them at the moment right before they decided to end things, but…. from a storytelling standpoint I just think it’s weak. You can show day’s discomfort without him VOICING it. And that would have gone a long way toward making this make sense and feel more acceptable to a lot of people.
#I’m really not saying much here that I didn’t already complain about but that’s just what I do#still gonna tag it in the hopes that someone will commiserate with me :))))#last twilight#at this point I’m only gonna watch the finale bc I have nothing else to do tomorrow. the breakup really just killed my investment in this#show completely dead and I hate that for everyone involved but it is what it is
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video tape - r.b
robin buckley x plus-size fem!byers!reader
warnings: none, mutual pining i guess.
author’s note: bro idk why but the text is getting all weird like sometimes a part of it repeats itself and sometimes it disappears ???? so annoying and i cant seem to fix it so im sorry but you’ll just have to deal with it my bad
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Things were pretty slow at Family Video on a Tuesday, as usual. And that was the perfect opportunity for Steve to leave early due to this “super important event” he had to attend, that was probably just some date he had with another girl. Robin was dramatically pouting about it, and signing loudly.
— Can you quit with the groaning?
— Dude, you’re seriously going to leave me alone here doing all of this nothing by myself? Really?
— I'm not leaving you all alone. — Steve rolled his eyes. — For the matter, Keith has hired a new employee that will keep you busy with training.
— And who is this oh so amazing employee, that is, what? Almost three hours late?
— Her name is Y/N. Ya know, Jonathan's sister. — Robin looked at the boy next to her with wide eyes, completely stopping what she was doing and getting ugly stares from the middle aged woman at the counter.
— Shut up. You gotta be joking. — Robin gave the woman an apologetic look before handing her her tape. — Family Video hopes you have an amazing day.
— Why would I be joking about this? — She then turned to Steve and got closer to his ear while holding him by his shoulder.
— Well, I don’t know. Maybe because I had, like, the biggest crush on her since I was thirteen. — She whispered and he furrowed his brows, brushing his hand through his hair.
— Weren’t you into the muppet?
— Like you stuck with one girl during your entire school years, dingus. — Robin rolled her eyes, pocking on the star sticker she put on the cash register. — No, seriously, I can't work with her.
— Pff, Rob, you’ll be alright. She’s not that scary.
— Nope, no. Steve, you’re not getting it. I'm gonna get all awkward and I'll definitely mess it up.
Both of them heard the bell ring as you walked in, your brown hair was a bit messy and you had no makeup on. You had completely forgotten about work, it was your first day and you had already fucked up.
— So sorry, Harrington. I swear this will never happen again. — You rested your arms on the counter, feeling a little out of breath for running too fast from your car.
You looked at the girl in a dark blue blazer, sitting on the black chair in front of you for a moment, feeling your hand sweat when you realize who it was. Your brain went all blank when she looked up at you with those bright blue eyes, but you somehow managed to get some words out.
— Uh, hi. I’m Y/N.
— I’m… Robin. — Of course you knew who she was.
You remember very clearly going inside Scoop’s Ahoy every time you saw that she was at the register, just to see her in that cute sailor outfit. And how intensely you would stare at her hands as she scooped your chocolate cookie ice cream. How could you forget the amount of money that you spent there during the summer?
— Yeah, from Scoop’s, right?
— Uh-huh. — Robin felt like an idiot for not being able to 1) take her eyes off of you and 2) act like a normal person and say more than one word in a sentence.
Steve watched this — kind of awkward — interaction like a proud mother, not hiding his smirk as he got off the counter and made his way to the door.
— Glad you know each other, gotta go now. Sure you’ll do fine, Byers? — You turned back and gave him a sarcastic look, resting your hand on your waist.
— C’mon, Steve. You put the movies on the shelves, customers take them off. It’s not that hard. — Robin chuckled and you felt your heartbeat race at the sound.
— Annoying as ever, I see.
— Shut up and go to your date already. — He rolled his eyes at you and started to leave. — Use protection! — Steve was already outside when you shouted at him but he heard it and flipped you off before getting in his car and driving away.
— I… Didn’t know you guys were friends. — Robin started, taking her eyes off of you and focusing on her fingers. You turned back to her, taking in every single part of her face.
— We’re not really friends friends, he just stole my place of, like, my brother’s personal unpaid babysitter. — You chuckled, tugging a strand of hair behind your ear. — I didn't think you were friends. — She looked at you again, noticing that you were already looking directly at her. — I mean, he’s Steve Harrington. And he wasn’t exactly nice to you in high school.
— He changed a lot since back then, y’know? He’s a bit of an asshole, still, but I guess that’s just the way he is. — Robin smirked at you and you almost dropped dead, right then and there. Her brows furrowed at you. — How did you know that he wasn’t nice to me in high school?
— Well, he wasn’t nice to anybody except for his friends and Nance, so I just figured. And… I mean, we were in the same history class. — Robin eyes widened, having no memory of seeing you there. How the hell did she not notice you?
— What? Really? How did I not see you there? I mean, it is quite hard not to notice you. — She realized what she just said and thought about how wrong that could sound. — N-no, not like that! It's just that, like, you’re just so… You know? I mean-
— Chill, Robin. I get it. — You gave her a small smile. — You were just too busy staring at Steve 90% of the time, and I sat on the very other side from you, on the back. — You looked away from her for a moment. — I thought you liked him, back then.
— What?! No, no way. Like, no. Nope. Steve's like… The complete opposite of what my type is. We’re totally platonic. With a capital P. — She stumbled on her own words making you giggle.
— Aight, Rob. — You looked back at her, taking a second staring at her face as she stared at you right back.
God, you were so fucked.
— So… Where can I start?
#robin buckley#robin buckley x reader#robin x reader#robin buckley stranger things#robin stranger things#robin x plus-size reader#robin x fem!reader#wlw fanfiction#stranger things 4#stranger things#robin buckley x byers!reader
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what are the most literati taylor swift songs?
OH okay please allow me a moment to review her entire discography
from midnights i would say: question (did you leave her house [aka town] in the middle of the night? / did you wish you’d put up more of a fight?), midnight rain (though i would invert it so like: [she] wanted it comfortable, i wanted that pain / all of me changed like midnight rain), you’re on your own, kid (FROM SPRINKLER SPLASHES TO FIREPLACE ASHES / I WAITED AGES TO SEE YOU THERE / I SEARCHED THE PARTY OF BETTER BODIES JUST TO LEARN THAT YOU NEVER CARED!!!! YOU’RE ON YOUR OWN KID!!! YOU ALWAYS HAVE BEEN!!!!). from evermore i just can’t help associating ’tis the damn season w them (esp bc of @georgianadarcies’s fic) like. the idea of them as adults returning to stars hollow and having a FWB relationship because they are fucking idiots. only to realize they’re both still hung up on each other. still in love. what the fuck. also happiness (there’ll be happiness after you / but there was happiness because of you, too / both of these things can be true), right where you left me (matches burn after the other / pages turn and stick to each other / wages earned and lessons learned / but i, i’m right where you left me … everybody moved on … they expected me to find somewhere / some perspective, but i sat and stared… you left me no choice but to stay here forever) like JESUS CHRIST. also coney island bc of reckless abandon (i’m sitting on a bench in coney island wonderin’ where did my baby go ….). from folklore there are so many like that album was made for them i s2g. betty (i’m only 17, i don’t know anything / but i know i miss you), the 1 (i thought i saw you at the bus stop, i didn’t though … i guess you never know, never know / and if you wanted me, you really should’ve showed / and if you never bleed, you’re never gonna grow / and it’s alright now … and if my wishes came true / it would’ve been you … i have this dream you’re doing cool shit / having adventures on your own / you meet some woman on the internet and take her home … and it would’ve been sweet / if it could’ve been me) like are you absolutely SHITTING ME the whole song is them and their break up from rory’s perspective and just. the passage of time. her wondering about him and imagining him with other girls and thinking of him as her One but it didn’t work out. i am throwing up. then we have this is me trying which is sooooo jess mariano coded (I’ve been having a hard time adjusting / had the shiniest wheels, now they’re rusting / i didn’t know if you’d care if I came back / i have a lot of regrets about that / pulled the car off the road to the lookout / could’ve followed my fears all the way down / and maybe I don’t quite know what to say / but I’m HERE IN YOUR DOORWAY!!!! … they told me all of my cages were mental / so I got wasted like all my potential / and my words shoot to KILL when I’m mad / i have a lot of regrets about that … I WAS SO AHEAD OF THR CURVE THE CURVE BECAME A SPHERE / FELL BEHIND ON MY CLASSMATES AND I ENDED UP HERE!!!!! … AND ITS HARD TO BE AT A PARTY WHEN I FEEL LIKE AN OPEN WOUND / ITS HARD TO BE ANYWHERE THESE DAYS WHEN ALL I WANT IS YOU / YOU’RE A FLASHBACK IN A FILM REEL ON THE ONE SCREEN IN MY OWN). im throwing up like what the FUCK. you cannot convince me that this song is not about him. anyway there are more off of other albums, like atw 10 min version on red tv—but that one is less them from a narrative standpoint and it’s more about. idk the lament-y vibes.
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Caesar Route Chapter 12 (6-10)
Last time on the Caesar Route, everybody got very close to finally finding the Star Sapphire, and then Caesar died.
Nevermind, he just turned into a pig, I guess. Wait, who the hell did he kiss? Apparently nobody, according to the narration.
I guess this is supposed to clue us into Caesar becoming only an animal, not a human inside an animal, but I guess the route forgor that Liz’s special ability is literally talking to animals.
Nevermind, it looks like the route did not forgor, although it doesn’t really make sense for her to not understand Caesar just because she’s only at half magic power. From my understanding, she could just... do that. Idk, guess it’s weird for me to expect magic to act like anything less than what is convenient for the plot, y’know?
Slight tangent here, okay, but why the fuck is Lucious in all these CGs? Like, is it the fucking Lucious route? Wait your turn, budders. I swear, all these new routes just include fucking whoever in their CGs. Remember that one where Hiro was straddling Caesar and Liz was in the corner like she was the live slug reaction?
Ah, simpler times.
Anyway Lucious drops some previously unmentioned Baroque lore in that the curse slowly turns Baroques into pigs permanently and their spirit gets trapped in the Labyrinth, so I guess we just found out who all the shadows are.
Idk man this still just makes you look like a huge asshole since you didn’t help a guy who was going to turn into a literal pig just because he didn’t tell anybody about that stipulation of the curse.
It honestly seems like the least harmless of Caesar’s lies. Sure, it’ll hurt people emotionally and it was kind of a dick move to keep it from Liz, since he claimed he was in love with her, but considering his whole thing with Zett, it’s hardly the most dangerous lie in the mix.
So that’s the big twist of the route, I guess. Woo.
(we still have three more segments of this chapter to go)
Liz starts crying and realizes she’s in love with Caesar because reasons. She kisses the pig’s snout, but surprise! Nothing happens.
WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE? And what the hell is everyone else doing? Are they just sitting there, watching this, without saying a single thing??
Then Zett of all people fucking shows up, claiming he can do something to help Caesar and Liz just,,,,, believes him. Without even asking questions. I mean I get it’s a dire situation, but geez..
Zett uses the Potion of Plot Convenience to somehow undo everything that just happened to Caesar and return him to human form. Liz is at first relieved to see him back to human form, then is pissed over everything he kept from her, and rightfully so tbh!
Zett gets butthurt over not getting any gratitude or attention, at which point Caesar thanks him and Zeus finally remembers how to open his mouth again (oh well, it was fun while it lasted), and everyone remembers that Zett is supposed to be imprisoned right now, which means he broke out.
Zett casually mentions that he let himself be caught (mmHM) and that it was all part of the plan. Mischa suggests that Caesar stop fucking lying, and he agrees.
Before I end today’s segment, I just want to take a moment to talk about some stuff. I know that I’m harping on Caesar a lot this route for some of his less than stellar choices, and I’ve been getting on Lucious’s case a lot, and Hugo’s bullshit is really ambiguous, and also Shithead (no other words are needed for that one). But I want to briefly talk about the main villain of these past few routes: the Day King.
Like okay, your daughter falls in love with some dude you don’t really like. Whatevs. It’s a fictional dad rite of passage. It’s gonna happen to all of you. And I’m sure your response to it is totally normal and healthy. Oh wait, no it wasn’t. It was to throw him into a magical labyrinth and curse him to be trapped there for all eternity. And do you pay the price for that? No, of course not, the entire price had to be paid by all the descendants of the noble house that either helped you or you stole their magic, or whatever the arrangement was, because it feels like the wording keeping changing.
Anyway, fuck the Day King, all my homies hate the Day King.
Queued for June 22
#wizardess heart#shall we date#solmare#caesar route#liz heart#caesar raphael#lucious duller#wh zett#wh mischa
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In my preparation to live a life more outdoors I have not used AC or heat in my house for the past year. It wasn’t really an experiment, but here’s what happened:
The temperature range outside for the past year (including wind chills and heat indexes) was approximately 26F during the predawn hours in winter to 110F at the height of the day in summer. The temperature in my house probably ranged from about 40F to 90F, but I had no way to actually measure this so it’s just an educated guess.
Obviously we���re skipping over spring and fall, because you don’t need climate control for those seasons anyway.
Let’s start with winter, since we’re heading that direction again. For me, the main challenge of winter is honestly braving the cold for 30 seconds when I need to put on a bra to go running. That’s really it. I usually don’t wear one to work because I’m usually wearing three layers of clothing, so I don’t need one, but if I go to the town gym I have to change (the gym does not have climate control either). I don’t really have a solution for this other than to just suck it up, or wear a bra to sleep (which I used to do all the time in high school, but I dislike it now).
In order to stay warm in the winter, I have three main methods: kotatsu, blankets, and hot shower. I’m almost always wearing 2-3 layers of clothing and fingerless gloves, which I usually sleep in too. I usually do laundry biweekly in winter, and weekly (or more) in the summer. So that’s a point for winter (also no bugs). Anyway.
Kotatsu is pretty obvious--it’s warm under there. I know my housemates have already broken their’s out for the season, but honestly I’m gonna try to not use mine this year as an added challenge, I guess? Idk, I’m also just lazy and don’t feel like getting it out. And also because...
Blankets get the job done pretty well. This apartment came with 5 million blankets. I’m currently using 3/4 of the Main Blankets on my bed, but the third one is still too hot sometimes at night. Otherwise, as long as I put my hood up I’m never cold at night or when I’m sitting in bed, which is usually what I’m doing at home.
Hot shower is the third method. I love this one because it literally gives you cold immunity for like up to an hour afterwards, especially if its Too Hot. I once got out of a Too Hot bath and ended up sitting in my underwear in my 40F room for awhile after because I was Too Hot.
The secret fourth method is exercise, which I do a lot of because it is my Lifestyle. You have to change quick though bc your sweat will get cold fast. (then I take a hot shower, and I’m basically cold immune until its time to go to bed again lol)
Summer is a lot worse in my opinion, mainly because it’s humid. It’s literally sweat central and because this is rural Japan, I can’t exercise shirtless outside. It definitely makes me want to go outside though, because sweating is much better when youre moving than when you’re just sitting somewhere.
I don’t really have multiple methods of cooling off except for cool showers (of which I took many), occasionally putting an ice pack on my torso when I felt like it, and using a fan (which is extremely necessary in order to not sweat, and also dry my body off when I come back from exercising. I will literally sweat through an entire shirt in 10 mins, the humidity is fucking insane, I have wrung 100ml of sweat from my short shorts, I have disinfected the home gym mats after using them for those aforementioned 10 mins. The chewing gum in my kitchen was ruined simply bc it was humid. I had to clean mold off the kitchen floors and tables. Just imagine constantly being soaking wet if you’re not in front of a flowing air source, that is my life. Luckily I derive a very masochistic joy from this, so it could be worse). I keep the windows open literally 24/7, and the fan runs whenever I’m in the house basically, unless it’s raining because it’s significantly cooler then. I essentially do not wear clothes in my house in the summer.
The worst and completely unanticipated consequence of this though was the appetite loss. I lost approximately 10 lbs on accident, because I wasn’t eating lunch (mainly bc I wasn’t in school and I just didn’t feel hungry). This really fucked with my health and made me much more prone to passing out, especially during exercise. I was also iron deficient, though I don’t actually know what the cause was, because I was tested for that at the beginning of June. My hair was definitely falling out though. Anyway, when fall came around, I gained it all back. It’s wild to notice how my appetite changes from season to season. Now that its getting colder again, my dinners are much bigger than they used to be.
Overall, I’m gonna keep doing this, because i’m very used to it now. I just have to make myself eat lunch when summer comes around again. Cold spaghetti never tasted so good let me tell you. Also, my electricity bill is like half of what my housemates are, so thats fun.
#here's my detailed report of my brand of weird#no ones going to read all this but idc its for MY RECORDS#its been 366 days of NO CLIMATE CONTROL#YEEHAW mountain man life#I also get a great electricity bill because i spend like 10 hours of my week exercising outside my house#maddie’s misadventures
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“window shopping” prologue
i’m not a writer but i love making up stories and characters, and i’ve had this idea for a few months now about these two people falling in love and i wanted to write about it. idk if i’ll keep up with it for long but wanted to put what i have so far here :p this is just the introduction i guess ?? whatever.
This is gonna sound cliche, like, cheesy and dumb and just really… “romance movie”, but there’s this girl.
She works in the mall I live near; I’ve seen her at her kiosk a few times out shopping with my moms. We didn’t even stop to talk to her- she was selling like, air conditioning or something- but we stopped into a nearby store for a bit, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her for some reason. I knew it was serious when I walked out of the store empty handed. All she did was sit there; I don’t think many people are chasing her down to ask about the product she’s selling, but there was something about her I couldn’t shake that entire day. I kept hoping we’d realize we forgot something on that floor and go back, but we left the mall for the day shortly after. Even though I’m old enough to go on my own, I got kinda nervous at the idea of going without anyone since I knew why I was going. It felt creepy- but then again, what I ended up doing wasn’t much better than that. In fact, if she ever found out, I think she’d hate my guts or something.
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🦇Somewhere between love and death🦇
Hey, so I’m really stupid with technology and I have absolutely no clue how to take this from my other app and link it here so I’m gonna copy and paste. Also idk if I need to say this but it’s a multiparter
Part 1:
Anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, hope you enjoy it. I’m gonna go and forget that I ever posted this here now 😊
VILLES POV
"Yeah" I nod into the phone, looking out of the window of the tour bus. "I'll be there tomorrow"
"Cool, I'll have everything ready when you get here" Bam agrees.
"Great, great. Okay, I'll talk to you then"
"Later" he says before the phone clicks.
I look up, watching Midge sit on the opposite side of the table and smile at me. I narrow my eyes, knowing he's definitely up to something.
"What?" I stare.
"I'm going to hate not being able to speak to you the entire time we're there"
"Why can't you?"
"Because you'll be a drooling puppy dog all over again, don't act like I can't see the way you cream your pants every time she's around"
"Surely you're not talking about me"
"I am. You and little miss Margera"
"Aprils a lovely woman but she's married"
"Don't play dumb, Ville. You know I'm talking about Danni"
The very name struck a special string in my heart. I look at my hand, trying my best to hide any emotion that hits me.
"She's off at college" I say shyly.
"No she isn't. Bam said she dropped out to do that CKY thing" a coy smirk dancing on his face.
"No she didn't" I stare, my heart skipping a beat.
"Oh yeah she did. Bam picked her up like three days ago, so she'll be all nice and ready to rock when you arrive"
"She's a friend"
"That you lose all dignity over" he smirks.
He's not wrong, I started thinking about her long dark hair, pale skin, those icy blue eyes...that damn smile. I find myself writing about her a lot, and I'll be the first to admit that Danni is a very beautiful girl, but I highly doubt I'd ever be her type. She's got this on and off thing with one of the guys from CKY, the band her brother, Jess, is in. Her little fling still doesn't stop me from devoting everything I have to her every chance I get. I was really hoping she wouldn't be there this time, I'm worried Bam will notice my admiration for her someday. He's bound to find out if I'm around her long. Those two are thick as thieves, being twins wasn't just in their looks either, I swear they could finish each other's very thoughts. I'd never have guessed anyone could match his energy the way she does.. The very first time I ever met her, Bam had brought her along to one of my shows, and I was instantly mesmerized. She was the first person to ever convince me to get on a skateboard, and the only girl I know that can drink as much as me. I start trailing off, thinking about all of the time we've spent together during our friendship.
"Hello? Ville" midge says, ripping me from my thoughts.
"Huh?" I stare.
"Exactly what I thought" he smiles. "Get some rest, you'll be struggling to breathe normal in a few hours"
"Right" I nod, realizing there was only about four hours before I see her.
I stand up, making my way to my bed and trying to mentally prepare myself for dealing with that beloved family of lunatics, I used to think Bam was crazy...then I met his sister. I lay in bed and think about all the memories I had with my favorite twins, remembering all the crazy shit they do on a regular basis. I sigh, trying to shut my brain off and get some rest, unfortunately, my brain is now infiltrated by one Danni Margera. I sigh, tossing and turning, haunted by her smile, her laugh, her touch. The three years I've spent being her friend has driven me insane, and now I'll be faced with her again, just praying that I don't accidentally let my love for her show.
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ahh! i will be sitting and waiting very patiently for this smut. i’m so excited. i love literally every single word u write but like.. especially jara. (i’m a bit biased, but…) AND YES, i adore long chapters- i make a whole night out of it. comfy in bed, candles, phone on dnd.. everything!
there is somethign that feels deeply homophobic to have such little smut of 2 incredibly hot women… like okay world i see your spirt. like how can i repay u for filling the drought of no smut!
it’s funny bc jara will never go anywhere but idk i see them standing a few feet from eachother and i’m like “🤭🤭😘😘 they’re gonna kiss next” idk🤭
and omfg yes. that is a perfect tag. u saying that made me rly happy actually. i love messaging u! sometimes i just have hard days and it’s nice to talk to someone who i know enjoys the same things i do!!! the alliteration is great and creative in a way i envy bc my brain can never seem to create anything new or original! 10/10
Anon, you're my fave! This is such nice inspiration to continue fuelling the Jara tag with ficccccc. Like??? They're just very sexy and hot together and I love them in all the ways. I love them being fluffy and in love. I love them being angsty. BUT GOD.....the smut??? Next level. God-tier. Their entire dynamic together is just?!?!??!?! I guess that's what happens when two Tops start sleeping together.
Literally me too. We haven't had a lot of JJ/Tara scenes in Evolution (homophobic!) but like every time they are on screen together in an episode I'm just doing this:
There are SO many times they look at each other in the GAYEST fucking ways in the original series. I need to make a list of scenes to cap so I can have a master post of them making heart-eyes at each other. They're IN LOVE!!!!!!!
I enjoy talking to you too!! My ask box is always open! Even if you're just having a hard time and need to chat about it. You can talk to me about anything, Anon friend. I'm here for you!
Thanks for your ongoing Jara hype. Honestly, you have fuelled me to write so much of this chapter today!!!! Hopefully I can finish it up and get it posted in the next couple of days. I stfg this fic will still have MORE after this??? I dunno every time I think it's coming to the end, my brain is like NO. WE WANT MORE JARA.
What am I gonna do?? I have no choice but to write!!! >:)
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You ever just like, the day is too much, and there’s just no words or energy and you just wanna skip forward in time.
#thoughts#oni talks#oni vents#current mood mixed with other moods tbh#today is both a bad day and also basically a nothing day since I can’t do anything#I’m too worried to do anything and all I can do is wait for monday/Tuesday for that specific thing to ease#but then this morning was awful bc of so many things and I have no emotional energy to deal with any of it#and there’s like simultaneously too many things rn that i don’t have the emotional energy or capacity for#and also at the same time there is like absolutely nothing I can comfortably do right now#so it’s just like no energy nothing and/or feeling bad#and I’m even more upset bc it’s a waste bc I wanted stuff today#but I can’t do that stuff right now things are too awful#it’s just not a good time rn bc I can’t do anything but there’s so much and so I feel bad but I have no emotional energy#and I can’t do anything about any of it so I just feel worse but I still have no energy#it’s like just sad and numb and tired and it’s all too much in my brain that I have no energy to express#so idk I guess all I’m gonna do is sit here for the entire day probably but I can’t Do anythihg#and it’s worse bc today was a rare free day but I can’t do anything with it#I hate today man and the thing is tomorrow is probably going to end up the same
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Idk if this is how you request things or if it's just asking, BUT-
How would the Lords react to an S/O that's usually the chillest person that you will ever meet (not to be confused with a pushover because they are not), they've never seen them even mildly annoyed when something bad happens. But then something happens and, turns out, the S/O is utterly TERRIFYING when they're mad.
Hope this makes sense!
Aw man I'm gonna feel awful scaring Moreau and Donna :(
Alcina
You're relaxing on a beautiful morning. The sun is shining through the window just enough to warm the room but not hurt your eyes. You hadn't even changed out of your sleep wear. "How are you feeling, my dear?", a sweet voice rang from the doorway. You were sitting in your favorite chair near the window. You turn and smile at her. She walks over and rubs your face in her large hand before leaning down and giving you a soft kiss. "I'm feeling amazing. And you?", you grab her hand before she pulls it away and you place a kiss on her knuckles. "I'm feeling alright. There's a new maid here. She's a bit slow. I'm giving her until tonight to finish dusting the entire castle or else she won't see another sunrise." It was almost comedic how dark her words were as you both stared out the window and gazed at the beautiful scenery. "Come on Alcina.", you stand up and place your hands on hers, trying to hold them despite the size difference. "Give the girl a break. It's a huge castle AND it's her first day.", you knew your words would probably change nothing. Alcina was rather cruel, but you looked past it. You tried your best to make the nervous maids comfortable whenever they arrive.
"We'll see how she does." She gives you one more kiss before leaving the room. You sit back down in your chair, enjoying the warmth of the sun for a little while longer. You lose track of time, minutes maybe even hours go by. Suddenly, there's a crash not far from the door. You jump and stand up, no longer comfortable after being startled. "What in the name of Mother Miranda?!", you leave the room and look down the hallway. The new maid stood there with a terrified look on her face. In front of her was one of the paintings Alcina had on her walls, now with a broken frame and a hole punctured. Your blood began to boil. It was a painting of you, her, and the girls all together. It was your favorite. "How in the hell did you manage to do that?!", you begin to stomp towards her. She cowers and struggles to find her words. "I-I-I was just dusting! It fell and I-I didn't mean t-", you cut her off. "How the fuck did you knock such a large painting over just by dusting?! DO YOU THINK YOU'RE ALLOWED TO MAKE SUCH STUPID MISTAKES HERE?!", you unravel. "I-I didn't mean to! I'm sorry!", she almost begins to weep. "SORRY ISN'T GONNA SAVE YOUR ASS!"
"MISS DIMITRESCU PLEASE HELP!", she cries out. You freeze, realizing that the lady herself is right behind you. You turn to face her. Her eyes are wide with shock. She has never seen you like this before and never even knew you had this type of side to you. She was impressed as much as she was terrified. "(Y/N)? Are you alright my love?" She had no idea what to do as your seething slowed down. "Why don't you go back to the room, yes? Settle down a little and deal with her later.", she places a hand on your back helps walk with you back to the room. Once you're there, she bends down to whisper in your ear. "I don't know where this side of you has been this whole time, but I am so amazed by you. And also a little frightened."
Donna
The Beneviento house was usually a calm place despite its creepy aura. You and Donna are both quiet and chill people. Never once have you fought or even raised your voices at each other. It was pleasant.
You had planned a nice dinner for the both of you. You wanted to try out a new recipe and surprise her, so you made your way to the kitchen to get started. "Okay, what first? I guess I'll need a pot.", you go rummaging through the kitchen and you find the pots stacked within each other inside one of the top cabinets. You groan and stand up on your toes, grazing the pots with your fingers. It didn't take much to cause them to tumble down, crashing on top of you with a loud sound that followed. "Aw shit.", you sighed and picked up the knocked over pots. A small but annoying pain began to throb in your head from where it made contact with a pot. What you didn't notice was you forgot to pick one of the pots up. It remained unnoticed. "It's fine.", you say to yourself as you maintain your composure. Next, a cutting board and knife. You turn around and begin to walk forward to find the cutting board, but you slam your toe into counter. You wince in pain and grab your foot. "SON OF A BITCH!", you yell.
You calm yourself, still wanting to have a pleasant meal with Donna. "Alright. Everything's fine." You step forward and kick the pot that you had forgotten to pick up. It caused your freshly kicked toe to ache even more. "OH COME ON! GOD FUCKING DAMMIT!", you scream and swear as you throw your arms up in pure rage and shock.
"...(Y/N)?", a gentle voice whispered from the doorway, causing you to whip your head in that direction. It was Donna. She looked absolutely horrified and almost looked like she could cry. "Is.. is everything... are you alright?", she worried. "Yes. I'm sorry. Just got a little pissed off.", you took a deep breath to calm yourself down, feeling bad for scaring the poor girl.
Moreau
You were sitting on the dock together, looking into the water as your feet swung back and forth above it. It was a sunny day and you two decided to spend it outside. Your hand slowly made its way over to his. His feet stopped swinging for a second as you entangled your fingers. "I don't know what I'd do without you, (Y/N)." his words were bitter sweet as a gentle smile formed from his lips. "Oh, Sal. You don't have to think like that. I'll always be here for you.", you kiss his cheek and continue to relax as you sway your legs.
"There it is! There's the beast!", a voice yelled from not so far away. You both look in the direction of the voice and see a few young village boys. Possibly between the ages of 13 and 16. Moreau had become some what of a scary story for the villagers. A tale that kids spread on school court yard and bring up during dares. But, you've never seen a kid brave enough to actually make it far enough into the reservoir to actually see Moreau. Now, there were about 3. All of them stood and pointed, shocked and terrified.
"Hey beast! Come get me!", one kid teases. You glare at the kids as a newfound rage begins to boil inside you. "Let's go back inside.", Moreau says before standing up from the doc. The sadness in his voice was heartbreaking. Suddenly, one of the children gathers the guts to pick up a rock and throw it as hard as he could. His aim was off, but not by much. It slammed into the wood near Moreau's feet, startling him. "Take that you devil!", he laughs. "THAT'S IT YOU LITTLE SHIT!", you begin sprinting in the direction of the immature brats. Two of them run from the direction they came from while the one who threw the rock was frozen in fear. You took the opportunity to grab him by the collar of his shirt. "Listen here you little waste of space. I'm gonna give you 3 seconds to turn around and run for your goddamn life. If you or any of your little snot-nosed friends come around here again, they'll be goddamn fish food. Do you understand?" The kid was too scared to speak and instead began to nod rapidly. You let him go and watched as he ran as fast as he could, screaming the whole way.
You walk back to the shack and find Moreau standing in the same place he was when you took off. His mouth was agape and he looked almost as scared as the kids. "You alright Sal? I made sure those little shits won't be coming around here anymore." "Yeah... I didn't know you could be so... scary", he says. "I'm sorry. But those kids were being cruel. I had to do something.", you say. "Well... it was awesome!", he smiled. "But also very scary!" You laugh which helps sooth him a little.
Heisenberg
"Screw driver.", is all Karl said with an outstretched palm. He was working on some type of mechanical heart for his experiments. He wanted you to lend a "helping hand" even though he could easily do it all by himself. He did this because he wanted to be around you, he was just too stubborn with too big of an ego to simply say it. So here you were, handing him every little tool he asks for.
"Do you want the big one or the little one?", you say with a hint of boredom in your tone. "Aw c'mon don't sound like that! Isn't this exciting? It's like you're working on it with me! Also, hand me the big one.", you do as he says and hand him the big screw driver. "I just don't get it. You literally have powers. You can easily do this by yourself and have been for so long. Why do you need me to help?" He pauses for a second and looks over towards you, his brow slightly furrowed. "I don't NEED you to help. I just thought it would be nice for you to help out. Plus, you're the one always bitching about me constantly working. Well, here you are! Helping me work! So, either suck it up or you can leave." His harshness had no real ill will in it. He was just confused and a bit too ignorant to consider his words. But, he was testing your patience. He continued to use the screwdriver until handing it to you without saying a word.
"Hand me a screw.", he demanded with his hand facing palm up again. "Which size?" "They're all the same sizes, dumbass." You feel your blood begin to boil. "They're different fucking sizes! This one is smaller than this one!", you hold up two screws that are obviously different sizes. This makes Karl angry. Not because you were right, but because you seemed upset over something that seemed so insignificant.
"If you came here just to yap in my ear, then I don't think I need your assistance.", he huffed. You put the selection of tools and supplies he was making you hold on the table he is working on and ball your fists. "You're the one who told me to do this in the first place!", you yell. "Yeah, because you won't stop bitching! Non-stop you're always compla-" you cut him off before he can finish. "SHUT UP!", you yell. The room goes silent. "YOU SAY I'M BITCHING? HAVE YOU HEARD YOURSELF? JESUS FUCKING CHRIST KARL YOU BITCH AND MOAN ALL THE TIME! I'M DONE TAKING SHIT FROM YOU!" He wanted to be angry, but he couldn't. He felt something much more overwhelming. Was he.. intimidated? He didn't move from his seat. All he could do was look up at you with a confused expression. What now? What is there to do? If he pushes you further, what would happen? He was actually too scared to find out.
You take a deep breath to calm down before speaking. "Now, if you want me to help with your shit, I'll stay as long as you keep your mouth shut. Can you possibly manage to do that?" He gulps nervously. "Yes ma'am."
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