#so patient and nonjudgemental and understanding

[oh-katsuki]

“What are these?” Armin pulls out thick frayed paper from between the pages of the worn notebook. 

You spot them and chuckle to yourself as he turns the paper to reveal a pencil drawing of a group of people in various poses and places. The hatching on it is clearly visible, done with a quick and light hand. Their faces are content, sometimes sitting in a circle over what looks like quiet conversation, other times laughing raucously, so hard that their eyes have narrowed to slits. Armin has never met these people before, but the drawings give him the impression that he somehow loves them the way the artist did. 

“Oh those?” You smile, walking up to him and taking the papers in your hands. You briefly smile down at them like they’re something precious. “Old drawings of mine.” 

“I didn’t know you draw,” Armin comments, his eyes widening at the new information. 

“Yeah,” you chuckle and hand him back the drawings. “I used to want to be an artist. You know, the kind who makes something meaningful that everyone knows the name of. I’m all washed up now though.”

“Why’d you stop?” 

“Well, Dad died and I didn’t have the energy to practice,” you smile even though the memory you’re recounting is painful. “I sort of lost the passion to do anything. Work was few and far between and living in the city didn’t help with expenses. Mom needed help, I needed money, my siblings were in school. I had to come home. Work for artists is few and far between even in the biggest of cities, in this town there’s nothing. And after a few years of being back here, I decided that I was fine with a modest life. No fame or meaningful artwork necessary.” 

Armin looks at the drawings, his blonde hair shifting slightly on his forehead. When he meets your eyes again, they’re big and rounded with emotion. “That’s a bit sad though, isn’t it?” 

“Nah,” you shake your head. “That’s just life.” 

You move to sit down on the bed and tangle your fingers together between your legs. Then, you stretch them out and make an exasperated and high pitched sound. Armin moves to sit beside you, not quite close enough to touch. 

“But man I would have really loved to draw for a living,” you give him a sideways glance and a smile. “Ya know, my friends used to ask me to draw pictures and sign them for them. They thought that I was gonna be some big shot artist. It was nice to have people have that kind of confidence in me. I did it for ‘em every time. I wonder if they still have them,” you wink, “just in case.” 

“Are the people in the drawings those friends?” 

“Mhm,” you nod. “I met ‘em all in college. Got lucky getting to know people like that.” 

Armin looks at the pencil drawings again. They look like they were done so quickly, but he can make out each person’s features individually across them. He gets the impression that you looked at them a lot, that drawing them was less of an exercise than it was an action of habit. There’s a lot of love in them, in these little moments you’d captured in your sketchbook. 

“Are you still in touch?” 

“With them? Not anymore,” you shrug. “We lost touch about six years ago. All of us went our separate ways and it got hard to see each other. Plus, I sort of became a recluse after Dad died.” 

“That’s a shame,” he says, somber and looking at his shoes. 

“Nah, it’s not,” you laugh a little. “They’re still some of the most important people in my life. I hope they’re happy and that they still have the drawings, even if they’re crumpled somewhere in a drawer or crammed into a notebook. If they think about us and the time we spent together even a little bit, that’s enough.” 

“Don’t you miss them?” 

“Oh god, so much,” you laugh. “I think about how badly I want to be with them every day. But they’re living their lives and I’m living mine and that’s alright. We can’t really go back, but even though we’ve lost touch, I’m sure that if I ever ran into any of them again, it would be like that time never passed. We’d be the same, just like we always were.” 

“That’s a nice thought.” 

“It’s the truth.”

#not sure what this is #i wrote it yesterday and like the message #idk if it even really counts as fanfic but i wanted to write about looking back at old memories and friends #and i feel like armin would be such a comfortable person to divulge that information to #so patient and nonjudgemental and understanding #just the comfort of sharing old memories and hobbies with someone who wasn't there to experience them #but who is willing to listen #ANYWAYYYYYY #tw: death

[turbulentscrawl]

Kinda going off of your whole process behind matchups, but what do you think the ideal personality would be for some of the survivors (Alice, Norton, Eli, Naib, or whoever else you choose!) Like, what would they want/need in a partner? I feel like some of them could work well with a variety of personality types tbh…

Anyways, keep up the good work!

I don't want to give EVERYTHING way 🤭so these are a bit short. I'm also not super familiar with Alice yet, so her's are a bit more superficial. Added Andrew!

Norton

-HAS to be with someone who respects his alone-time. He does better with someone who’s overall not that clingy, but at the very least you need to be able to let him go when he says he needs space. When he asks for that, it’s largely because he’s nervous about hurting you when he’s not fully in control of his emotions.

-He can’t be with someone rich. If he was, there’s a very good chance he doesn’t have genuine feelings for them. There is a small exception to this in the manor, because it’s something of an equalizer and money doesn’t help anyone here. But outside? Norton (Aus excluded) is always going to be a frugal thrift-er, and he’d be easily annoyed by someone who blows their money like it grows on trees.

-He does better with fellow introverts too. He can do group stuff sometimes, but he prefers intimate, not-noisy environments. He’s spent most of his life alone so big events, public activities, and big social groups just feel foreign to him.

Naib

-The main thing for Naib is you not being a nosey nancy. Especially outside of the manor, he needs a partner who isn’t going to ask questions about what he does for work. He brings home the bacon and that’s got to be enough for you.

-It’s also better for him to be with someone who doesn’t mind his paranoid protectiveness. As much as he wants you to stay out of his business, he wants to be IN yours. Not to be controlling, but so he’s always prepared to come running if something happens. He can live without this trait in a partner, but it will be a constant point of tension if you don’t like it.

-Otherwise, Naib can get along with just about anyone who treats him decently. He sees the appeal in several personality types.

Eli

-Eli also works with many different types of people! He’s a very patient and calm man who makes and effort to understand everyone’s actions and opinions. The only people I straight-up can’t see him being with are those who intentionally try to bring out negative emotions as tests or pranks. He enjoys some light teasing, but if you try to rile him up or make him jealous, he’s just going to disengage from you because that’s blatantly unkind. He wants to foster good-vibes only with his partner.

-He does very much like skinship, though, so it’s best if his partner likes both giving and receiving Physical Touch as a love language.

-He’s a lot more likely to be sweet on someone who’s kind and generous. And he’s very intuitive, so he knows when this is genuine…if you’re faking it to manipulate/get in his good graces.

Alice

-As a journalist, she needs a partner who can keep their mouth shut. Like, you’re more than welcome to gossip TO HER. But she literally pays her bills by being nosey, and exclusivity of information is part of that. So don’t share things you learn from her…but DO share things you learn from others with her.

-She’s brave to a fault. Like Alice sometimes genuinely does not sense danger sometimes, so she would appreciate a partner who looks out for her when she can’t do it herself.

Andrew

-You have to be open-minded and nonjudgemental. He’s been treated poorly most of his life because of how he looks, and if he sees you treating other people with similar backstories well, his opinion of you skyrockets. (even though he won’t make it known for some time.) If you gossip to him about other people’s superficial stuff, kiss your relationship goodbye.

-Does best with someone patient and intuitive. He’s defensive and has an attitude, sometimes even without meaning to. He requires a lot of grace as far as overlooking the shit he says. His verbal communication will improve with time, and he will apologize for any slipups as his trust in you grows, but you have to be able to wait out the road bumps first.

-He also does better with a fellow introvert than an extrovert. For friendships, it doesn’t matter, but for a romantic partner he has more insecurities and concerns about you leaving him for someone else. If you like to spend a lot of time with other people, like being the center of attention, or feed on other’s approval, Andrew will have a harder time reigning in those thoughts that he’s not important to you.

#idv x reader #identity v #andrew kreiss x reader #norton campbell x reader #naib subedar x reader #eli clark x reader #alice deross x reader #idv journalist #idv gravekeeper #idv seer #idv prospector #idv mercenary

[cometcrystal]

peanuts parents

i know this is antithetical to the existence of peanuts but i kinda wanna give the kids’ parents names and vague personalities so here you go.

clarence brown - a barber. very down to earth man. has a handlebar mustache, a kind smile, and an adage for every situation. teaches both charlie brown and sally his trade

mary brown - homemaker. has an apron for every day of the week. spends most of her free time reading. she’s the reason charlie brown was able to get through war and peace

milton van pelt - the preacher at the local methodist church. short, balding, patient, and nonjudgemental. preaches a faith based on love, kindness, and acceptance, and rejects teachings of fear

frances van pelt - bank teller. no-nonense kind of woman. has her life together until her husband’s death and doesn’t know quite what to do once that happens. not a bad person, but she never really wanted to be a mother and it shows

marsha felton - school nurse. Very Midwestern with a thick accent. maiden name is schroeder, which she used as her son’s first name. she’s a little boring but sweet. if a sugar cookie were a human

bill felton - high school math teacher. doesn’t quite understand his son’s love for music but supports him anyway. his favorite hobby is reading the newspaper. he’s kinda boring too but in an endearing dad way

philip reichardt - engineer. wishes he could be at home more. dotes on his daughter as much as he can to make up for it, and she appreciates it and understands. makes friends with everybody he meets

vernon and annie carlin - doctor and nurse. have high expectations for their daughter marcie and think she is a little silly sometimes but they still love her. they just want her to succeed

henry and alice gray - businessman and homemaker. henry is away from home pretty often and truth be told he thinks more about work than he does about his home life. alice occupies herself by listening to soaps

gladys and frederick armstrong & and arthur jackson - frederick is canonically a soldier in the vietnam war. arthur is gladys’ father and lives with franklin’s family. gladys, arthur, and franklin spend every sunday solving the crossword puzzle in the paper

abigail swanson - raised patty with the help of her sister, virginia, who lives with them. works at a grocery store and visits the gray household in her free time to listen to soaps with alice

frank and harold evans - run a diner together. love their son james “pig pen” evans very much. they just ask that he washes his hands before he sits down for dinner.

#peanuts #happiness is a meta tag #charlie brown

[domesticateddog]

he called me at 7ish from a hospital number and said he was feeling very manic and out of control so he admitted himself to the psych ward again. he said he wanted to apologize for being so callous towards me and that he is sorry for some of the things he said. he also basically thanked me for being so understanding and nonjudgemental of him while he is going through this and how that makes me “such a great person to be around”. i started crying when he said that. i wish i could remember the exact words he used but it was him telling me how supportive and knowledgeable i’ve been about his disorder and how i’ve seen both sides of him and still don’t judge him for it and how accepting i’ve been of him. i really needed to hear that. i felt like a weight was lifted off my shoulders.

i don’t know what this means for us but he called me roughly an hour later bc he was bored and wanted to talk to me. unfortunately he’s stuck in the behavioral health ER until some beds open up, which could take days. they gave him a shot of some sedating antipsychotic bc he was agitated when he got there and yelled at another patient lol he said he finally slept for a little bit after being up for days and that was like life changing. im glad the meds made him realize how good i’ve been for him (not to toot my own horn but im self aware at least). i don’t know how long he’ll be there but i imagine it’ll be a week max. im just so glad he’s finally getting help, i just want him healthy and then we can start from there. i cant tell you how relieved and hopeful i feel now.

#we ran out of things to talk about bc it’s awkward now and he sounded sleepy so i convinced him to try to go to sleep even if the other #people in the room are talking. so he’s gonna call me again at some point just like old times lol

[undertheexterior]

12/31/2023. My year.

Looking back at 2023, I'm so proud of my self for sticking to what I said I would. I stuck to the theme of having the discipline to reach into my heart and really uncover what I need out of life. The lifestyle I want to live. The person I want to be. This year was the start - and I'm excited to see where it goes.

By mastering my discipline, the following things happened/are happening:

-Lose the weight I've been wanting to lose for years. I'm under 150 pounds and I'm so proud about it. I'm confident in myself again, excited about fashion, excited to take pictures again. Comfortable beyond belief, in my own body.

-I move more and I move consistently. I walk more, I go to the gym, I workout, I strength train I take classes I enjoy. I walk most days of the week. I tried new things to keep active and gain confident - like kickboxing, yoga, meditation.

-I eat significantly better than I did last year. A low bar, but still. Way less eating out. More meals at home, healthier meals. More whole foods. I've been able to adjust to enjoying foods in moderation.

-I not only read, but put in the effort to actually ingest and remember the valuable words and lessons from the books this year.

-I got a promotion at work that came with a salary increase. I worked or it. i'm appreciated at work. I applied myself at work. I am proud of the work that I put into my 9-5. I do not simply coast.

-I've learned to be more understanding, patient, and nonjudgemental. I listen more than I speak. I lead with empathy, truly.

-I've released my need for control. In my life, relationships, everything. I've worked through both my codependency and independence. I've began to work on that part of myself with a therapist.

-I spent more time with my family, and I was present. I did not spend that time with them thinking about other things, worrying. I made the most of my time with them. I spent time more with my friends - again, present. Not focused on worrying or anxiety around anything other than them.

-I tried new things. I took a philosophy course, I tried painting a class. I volunteered. I found a hobby that I enjoyed.

-I am more a carefree person when it comes to stress, overthinking, and anxiety. But I remain disciplined and focused.

-I've kept up with writing on this blog. Writing out my thoughts, feelings, whatever I want. Honing in on my love for words. Mastering my love for words.

-I've taken care of myself, my peace, and my environment.

I'm excited for the year ahead.

[like-what-the-fuck-scoob]

HI HELLO HI

🛳️ pls ship me with a boyfriend from marvel 👀👀👀

And I (still) haven’t seen stranger things but who would you ship me with there?

BESTIE

I already know everything about you so this is easy peasy! 💕

From Marvel, I would ship you with Bucky! And I'm not just saying this because you love him, I genuinely think you would be a good match! I think he needs someone who understands the complexity of emotions and trauma, who is patient and nonjudgemental, and you are all of those things. I also think he needs a relationship which is simple, because this man is tired and ready to settle. And you are someone who just wants to find the one, and integrate into those domestic roles. You are a person who needs calmness, both for emotional reasons and also just to balance out your outgoing nature. So I think Bucky would be an ideal fit, as he is very quiet and just wants peace after everything he's gone through! ❤️

Aaand from Stranger Things, I would ship you with Jonathan! He is similarly a very calm and quiet character, and has a heart of gold. He puts others before himself, and is extremely family oriented. He also understands the complexities of struggle and trauma, having being misunderstood, teased, and dealing with insecurity. In the show, it's clear how much he adores his partner and is loyal to her, and that's definitely the kind of energy you need ✨️

#winter-soldier-vibes #marvel ships #stranger things ships #bucky barnes #johnathan byers

[creatingquirks]

hi i was hoping it’d be ok if i could get a quirk matchup please!

zodiac sign - aquarius

pet peeves - bullies, obnoxious people, being nagged at relentlessly, people who smoke / do drugs, people who are judgmental & close - minded, people who make no effort & aren’t considerate back, creeps & people who make unnecessary comments and make others feel uncomfortable & insecure, people who can’t take no for an answer, manipulative people, and so on . . .

good at - video games , editing

bad at - drawing i guess?

ambivert

personality - open-minded, nonjudgemental, helpful, good listener & gives good advice, very loving & accepting, kind, honest & blunt, passionate, understanding, considerate, funny, innocent, diligent, curious, sometimes moody?, a perfectionist, patient, empathetic, intelligent, creative, confident, observant, mature, genuine, positive, reassuring, communicative, bubbly, energetic, respectful, sensitive / emotional [depending] & i can be a whole different person if someone does me dirty and is being disrespectful to me when i already communicated with them once. i suppress my anger as long as i can but if someone keeps consistently going at it even when i tell them to stop i will blow up and get mad which isn’t pretty but i make sure not to say things i don’t mean; i’m an angry-crier. i don’t forgive people that easily. i don’t like getting mad or arguing, if i’m mad or upset at someone or something it’s not for anything petty but a reasonable thing. i’m really full of emotion and i never half-ass anything [as you can tell lol, i love going into detail and making sure i explain everything, i like writing] have trust issues so i’m hesitant with people and in groups i get social anxiety & filled w negative thoughts, basically the same in public [because i’m sheltered] but i’m good thru texting and can keep a convo going irl too. thru calls i get really shy and quiet and i need to be comfortable with the person. i love romance stuff & physical affection but i’ve never experienced it so i’d be really anxious and awkward. i get flustered easily and my face gets red easily. when i get shy & nervous and don’t know how to respond i just giggle. i don’t open up that easily and keep things to myself unless i have someone i trust. i need to connect to people on a deep emotional level i guess? i feel like i’m a very likeable person though.

mbti - when i first took the test a while ago i was a mediator (infp-a / infp-t) and i just retook it again and now i got defender (isfj-a / isfj-t)

i’m sorry it’s long, thank you for your time & have an awesome day / night !! 💜💜

Hi, hope you like this!

I give you.......

Vibe Check

Quirk type: emmiter

Quirk summary: you have the ability to make everyone around you match what you are feeling when you activate your quirk. So they will match your vibe.

Drawbacks: you can only make them match what you feel, you would have to change how you are feeling if you want to change the results of activating your quirk.

#bnha #mha #bnha quirks #mha quirks #bnha imagines #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha imagines #mha matchup #bnha matchup #matchups #matchup

[minimus-ambus]

glittering blue

Commission for @seaquestions! Always love writin some soundmags UwU

In the Golden Age, Iacon glittered. It sparkled as it reflected the stars up above and shone blindingly bright under the full force of the sun, flawless in its facets like a diamond. 

This is how Magnus remembered it – Soundwave only remembered how it hurt his optics. 

But neither of their memories mattered anymore, did they? Iacon splintered like a gem cut by fumbling, foolhardy hands, and they still felt the slivers of glass deep in their frames. And even then, did they really want to recreate that Iacon? For all its glitter and light, at the end of the day a diamond is just a rock, and it is no good for breaking windows. Soundwave never wanted that. A million years ago, he had burned to break that glass city apart. 

Now, he noted with a bittersweet tinge as he walked alongside Ultra Magnus past crews in the midst of their construction work, messengers speeding by, and bots simply out on a stroll in the late evening, he was picking the fragments from his body and building something back up. 

“Soundwave?” 

Soundwave tilted his head up with an inquisitive “hm?” 

Magnus smiled at him – an expression that came to his face so easily and immediately that it made something sweeten inside him. “What do you think of the hospital plans? You probably got the report on this as well already, but I was wondering about your opinion on the disagreement.” 

Soundwave had to stop for a moment. Hospital plans? He thought he had read those, but last night had been a bit… busy. 

He had been trying to work though the mountains of memos and paperwork on his kitchen table when he had gotten a call from Cyclonus. He’d been able to guess the cause the second he had picked up and heard a crash in the background behind Cyclonus’s fretful tone. He hurried over to the small plaza to find Galvatron in a rage, lashing out blindly at anyone who dared stray too close to him. There were a few Autobots in the vicinity, and Soundwave was displeased to notice their hands on their weapons – it was a good thing he arrived when he did. He had leveled a sharp glare at those autobots, sighing internally in relief when they left shortly. 

Many bots had struggled to adjust to a life free of constant combat (and for that Soundwave could not blame them), but out of them all, Galvatron had it nearly the worst. He reacted at the drop of a coin, fluctuating between triumphant joy and paranoid fury, and whenever Soundwave saw him like this he cursed Unicron bitterly for twisting his mind into seeing any touch as a hostile one. Cyclonus had tried to explain what had triggered Galvatron’s panic, but Soundwave couldn’t quite remember it now through the sleep-deprived fog. He had simply reached out, slowly, gently, with his mind, and brushed against Galvatron’s. 

Galvatron jumped at the touch, but Soundwave didn’t say anything – he posed no orders or questions, but simply stayed, hovering there next to his consciousness, nonjudgemental, undemanding. 

It took an hour or two, but bit by bit, Galvatron had latched onto the cool, steady aura beside him and followed its example. He might have even followed it too well; as Cyclonus took his hand to lead him back to his room, his optics had begun to dim, and Soundwave had checked his internal chronometer to realize it was nearly morning and he wasn’t yet done with his paperwork. Needless to say, he hadn’t gotten much rest.

Now, he wracked his sleep-addled processor for some kind of detail about a hospital, but couldn’t come up with a thing. Sheepishly, he looked up at Magnus. “I… do not quite remember the terms of this disagreement. I apologize.” 

Magnus blinked, but his surprise at Soundwave being unprepared was quickly overtaken by an understanding smile (Soundwave felt his spark melt just a little more). “No need. I can go over it, if you would like?” After receiving a nod, he started talking in that adorably formal ‘meeting’ tone of his. “The crux of it is which building should be chosen to house the hospital. One location – I believe it may have been a hospital originally before the war – is located closer to the most populous section of the city, and has a good layout for our needs. However, there are some stability concerns about the structure, and it’s a bit smaller than we would have hoped for. The other option looks to have been an office – it has more open space, which is helpful considering the amount of patients they may have, but it’s farther away from the bulk of the population.”

Magnus waited for a response, cocking his head when none came. “...Soundwave?”

Soundwave, who hadn’t moved, flashed his visor once. “I am thinking.”

“Ah. Of course,” Magnus nodded promptly and looked back up. 

“...Primary concern is accessibility. First location would be the best option for this, and funds can be allocated towards stabilization. Internal walls could be knocked down to create larger space, which could be better managed alongside stabilization efforts.”

Magnus grinned – so openly and brightly it almost looked wrong on his face. “I agree completely. Would you mind if I noted your advice on my report?”

“Mm.”

Magnus paused. He then realized that Soundwave had started leaning on him some time in the last few minutes, and that his visor was quite dim. Lowering his voice as to not bother him, he said, “Er- Soundwave? Do you want to sit down somewhere?”

“Mmno, just need a moment,” Soundwave replied in a distinctly drowsy tone. 

Magnus huffed a soft sigh. “Alright. Take as long as you need.” 

Iacon didn’t glitter like he remembered. Most of the glass had blown out, the steel warped and blackened, the towers fallen down long ago. The sun had dipped below the horizon just far enough that the world had turned blue, and the half-repaired ruins cast long shadows over the streets. Standing there, Soundwave a warmth against his side, Magnus could see some lights glimmering on in a few windows, little glowing pockets in the great blue-black hollows of Iacon. It was gigantic, and cold, and lonely, and-

Ah. Soundwave was asleep. 

Magnus sighed, and gently roused him – just enough so they could both transform and let Soundwave sit inside his cabin of his alt mode as he slowly trundled home, the hum of his engine lulling him to sleep once more.

#mtmte #transformers #chatfic #my posts #robotswriting #fanfic #ultra magnus #soundwave #soundmags #G1 Soundwave #G1 Ultra Magnus

[mostthingskenobi]

wait!! i just wanted to ask how you got a “grip” so to speak. like literally these last 5 years have absolute shit & honestly idk if i can deal with it anymore

Oh my friend I totally understand. I have been there. I hit hard rock bottom. I was in a VERY dark scary place. But the truth is, no one is coming to save you. You have to save yourself. AND YOU CAN DO IT!!! I am living proof that you can. You don’t have to change in a single day. One little step forward at a time. One tiny improvement. And one day you’ll turn around and be AMAZED how far you’ve come. Don’t assume you will start feeling better right away. Be kind and patient with yourself.

Here is what I did.

1. I recognized that I had a problem and that I needed to address it with an open heart. I knew it wouldn’t be painless but that I needed to face my demons. I was always a negative and sarcastic person, so I knew if I wanted to experience something different, I had to do something different. I dropped the negativity and started focusing on things that I overlooked. I’m grateful to have eyes that let me see the world. I’m grateful to have work. I’m grateful to have a warm bed to sleep in. I’m grateful to have toothpaste. I’m grateful that music exists. Little things like that, everyday, can lead to a big mood shift.

2. I began meditating and practicing mindfulness, starting by focusing on my body in an attempt to calm and quiet my anxiety-riddled mind. I used this meditation over and over:

The Mindful Movement is a wonderful channel and I use many of there guided meditation videos.

3. I found a therapist I liked and went every single week. I still go once a month. I know this might not be for everyone, but there is no shame in seeking professional help.

4. I journaled. A lot! And I made sure that what I wrote was the bold truth. No lying to myself. No beating myself up, just speaking the nonjudgemental truth.

5. I started practicing self love and affirmations. This is so important. We are taught from a young age to beat ourselves up. I decided to break that harmful cycle. You can unlock incredible potential just by saying kind things to yourself. I noticed that it took me about 2 months for an affirmation to take affect. I wouldn’t believe it at first, but after about 2 months, I realized the way I felt about myself had changed. I would say these out loud to myself or in my head: I am worthy. I am deserving. I am love. I am lovable. I am loved. I am secure. I am free. I am wanted. I am supported

I love Agnes Vivarelli and used her Self Love playlist on YouTube on a nearly daily basis. Here’s the link https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZQKurY2b4Tg&list=PLro7fCOW-S6NQ3Awt-7Z6KCVsNs-SY6_r

6. I realized that joy does not come from an external source. You give joy to yourself. Possibly the most important thing I’ve learned. It empowered me.

These are some steps I took to get started. Recovering from trauma is a process, and I still have bad days. And I have done a lot more than just these 6 things, but I would say these were the way I got started.

Sorry to gush on and on, but I wanted to take this ask very seriously. I want to support those suffering and in need.

REMEMBER:

YOU ARE LOVED.

YOU ARE WORTHY.

YOU DESERVE JOY.

GIVE YOURSELF PERMISSION.

EVERYTHING YOU NEED IS ALREADY INSIDE YOU.

#ask #ask me anything #personal #self care #self love

[inkethic]

Hi, I loooove the game ! However, I'm having a hard time finding the endings... Is there any guide ?

Hi there! I'm really sorry for the delay in responding to this, and thank you so much for enjoying the game!

Apologies -- we haven't assembled a guide strictly speaking, but because the game has minimal branching, it should be possible to get all the possible routes by following these tips!:

1. Yiestol doesn't want you to think too much about him, but rather to think about other people around you, and what you can do for others. He favours compassion and duty. If you're too hyperfocused on pleasing him, you won't be able to connect. If he feels like you understand him, you'll have the choice to agree to be with him, or to turn him down, and those are his two endings!

(I personally think Yiestol is a little harder than the other two routes, since the thirsty approach might make one answer less selflessly than they would in a real situation and that makes it easy to fall under his threshold for compatibility. As the BG artist, I failed his route a couple of times because I was too desperate to get in his carapace.)

2. Brattan favours agreeability and enthusiasm! He likes people who can feel excited for him and who dream big, like he does. The more earnest you are, the more likely you are to charm him. If you're too cautious and reticent, he'll feel like you don't share his interests. If you get along well, you'll get the same options as Yiestol - to be with him or turn him down!

3. Nyargh likes nonjudgemental people who try to understand other people beyond what's superficial or socially acceptable. If you're strong with your words and desire conformity, he will realise you're not the person he needs in his life, but if you’re thoughtful and patient, he’ll open up to you. If you get along well, you'll get the same options - be with him or turn him down!

4. Refuse to spend time with any of them on day 1, and you spend your eclipse alone.

If you have any trouble at all, do please let us know and we can put together a proper guide!

#asks #crows-ashes

[amysee22-blog]

MMIQ Analysis Assignment

Welcome to Me describes a woman who suffers from a borderline personality disorder. Alice has an obsession with having her TV on at all times as she watches her favorite Oprah’s talk show or the local TV news. After discovering that she has won the lottery, she spends most of her time at the casino with her best friend, stops taking her medications that her psychiatrist prescribes, and decides to get her own TV show. Throughout the film, she encounters unstable relationships with multiple people. Her psychiatrist ends up telling her to find a new doctor after discovering that she had put him on her talk show, she gets into a disagreement with her boyfriend and loses her best friend. Alice goes through a mental breakdown and is hospitalized. Without getting much into depth, the movie ends with Alice getting released from the hospital and back on her medications. She also reestablishes her relationships and continues on with her show. All in all, the movie gives the readers/viewers an insight into the symptoms, treatments, myths, along with other useful information about borderline personality disorder.

Authentic: 

The movie labels Alice with a borderline personality disorder (BPD). This type of disorder is characterized by difficulties regulating emotion. A person with this disorder typically struggles with self-image (e.g., low self-esteem), relationships (e.g., not being able to maintain a healthy relationship), and handling stressful situations. One of the many common misconceptions is how all people with BPD are all victims of child abuse. Abuse is a risk factor for BPD, though not all people who experience child abuse end up with mental illness. According to National Alliance on Mental Illness (n.d.) symptoms may include “avoidance of real or imaginary abandonment, *patterns of unstable relationships, lack of self-esteem, *impulsive behaviors, self-harm, frequent mood swings, severe feelings of emptiness, *difficulty controlling anger, and periods of stress-related paranoia”. In order to be diagnosed with BDP, a person will need to experience at least five of the listed symptoms. Alicia goes through a manic episode and engages in risky behaviors such as spending most of her lottery money at the casino and frequently having sex with anyone that she finds attractive. The film also portrays Alice’s unstable relationships with her romantic partner and best friend. Besides, her response to stressors is revealed during her TV show when the tomato sauce spilled all over her.  When people with BPD are under stress, they are unaware of their surroundings. Alice gets frustrated, starts to yell, and throws her apron in front of her audience. Often times, her mood swings appear. She’s happy one minute and sad the next. One example is as Alice’s hired actors were reenacting a scene from her life in her TV show, she uncontrollably screams and cries. Though the movie did not show that Alice harmed herself, she did meet some of the criteria in which I agree the movie showed symptoms were consistent with BPD. 

Attractive:

The criteria I will use to rate attractiveness will focus on Alice’s personality traits. Alice was able to manage her own TV show and well-groomed. With many audiences that enjoyed watching her, indicated that she was creative. Yet, there were more negative personality traits. Alice comes across as narcissistic and self-centered. In one scene Alice’s best friend tries to tell her about her losing her job, Alice completely disregards what she has to say and does not care. Another criterion I would be using to make this rating will be the severity of the person’s symptoms. Alice proceeds to have impulsive, emotional, and unusual behaviors. During her TV show, she starts to talk about her personality disorder and gets enraged. She ends up expressing her feelings while crying about how hurt she felt and swears in front of her audiences.  For these reasons, I disagree that the movie shows the positive personal qualities of a character who is living with BPD.

Friendly:

For this section rating, I will be focusing on how people in the movie who do not have mental illness treat the person with mental illness. In this case, Alice’s best friend, romantic partner, and co-workers. Gina was Alice’s best friend who was supportive of her decisions. There were times Alice’s behavior almost ended their friendship, but Gina was patient enough to understand what Alice was dealing with. In one scene, when Alice was speaking about herself on a show, Gina tries to stop her from embarrassing herself in front of many people, yet Alice refuses to listen and continues to share her story. In another scene, Gina visits her after she gets admitted to the hospital. Her coworkers who helped her with her show had a lot of patience with her as well. When she would have a meltdown in the middle of her show, they were there to find a solution and be her helping hand. Furthermore, Gabe was supportive of her decisions and guided her to do what she wanted to do, which was her TV show. Even when he knew how Alice was, he was committed to the relationship and willing to make it work. In her article, Romantic Relationships Involving People with BPD Dr. Pedneault (2020) states in which, “symptoms such as impulsivity, self-harm, and dissociative symptoms can have an indirect impact on borderline relationships”. In this case, it can be risky and stressful for Gabe to start a relationship with Alice because of her severe symptoms. Overall, the movie did a great job demonstrating the level of support from their loved ones, and their ability to cope with the person along with their illness. Considering the amount of support vs. the trauma she endured (e.g., from mom and childhood), I decided to agree with the statement that the movie shows that people love and care about characters with BPD. 

Hopeful:

The criteria I will be using to determine this rating are whether the character's symptoms improve or increase, whether the character's situation changes in a positive way, and whether the character repairs their relationships with people they have hurt in the past. Towards the end of the movie, Alice gets the help that she needed and gets back on her medication. We saw her symptoms improving after being hospitalized. She establishes her friendship with Gina, a relationship with Gabe, apologizes to her previous therapist Dr. Moffet, and continues on with her TV show. As far as I am concerned, there is a misunderstanding in the movie in regards to treatment and how they portray it in real life. Because this is a comedy movie, it did not show any type of specific treatment besides being prescribed with medications. There is no medication FDA approved for BPD and if it is often used, it doesn’t reduce the important symptoms. For this reason, I will disagree due to the fact that this is a piece of misleading information to the audience. 

Helpful:

The movie shows a mental health professional a few times throughout the movie. For the most part, Dr. Moffet was professional and ethical. During their sessions, he was attentive in helping Alice. For example, he was understanding and nonjudgemental of Alice’s decisions, when she wanted to stop seeing him. Dr. Moffet strongly believed Alice needed help so he attempts to put her on a psychiatric hold because he thought she was a danger to herself.  Nonetheless, as any therapist should do, it was an ethical thing for Dr. Moffet to discontinue sessions with Alice when he discovered she shares their session on her TV show without his consent. After finding that out, Dr. Moffet politely advised Alice to find a new psychiatrist. Generally speaking, it is understandable as to why the doctor would prescribe a patient with BPD with medications such as Abilify.  Abilify is used to regulate emotions and is commonly used by people who demonstrate self-injuring behavior (Everyday Health, 2015). Although Alice did have a therapist, the type of therapy was not mentioned in the film. Since the sessions were only shown a few times we are not certain which therapy was being used. However, typically Dialectical Behavioral Therapy and Cognitive Behavioral Therapy is common for people with BPD. In this situation, I agree with the statement that Welcome to Me provides a helpful portrayal of people with BPD.

References

National Alliance on Mental Illness (n.d.). 

Borderline Personality Disorder. Retrieved from https://www.nami.org/Learn-More/Mental-Health-Conditions/

Borderline-Personality-Disorder

Everyday Health. (2018, April 9). What are the best treatments and therapies for

 Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD)? Retrieved from https://www.everydayhealth.com/bpd/guide/treatment/

Very Well Mind. (2020, February 24). 

Romantic relationships involving people with BPD. Retrieved from https://www.verywellmind.com/understanding-romantic-bpd-relationships-425217

[dunamanticarchivist]

Critical Role Lateblog C2E27 2nd Half

And I’m back, a couple of inches off my hair and having dodged spoilers like a monk on Patient Defence, we are back again.

Alpha plz stop being a dick and load I’m super impatient

Lavender? Incense? Too soon Matt, too soon

Interesting beard for a brothel manager

Oh yes definitely a sleazeball HIS NAME IS CHAMP

Nat 1 to insight check, 19 to lie. Somehow the scales do not seem balanced

Beau your plan didnt seem to do so well last time

Ms Sumalee that is a terrific RP of....some divinatory spell? I actually have no idea what it is I thought it was an augury of some kind.

WHAT A CHAMP mega sleazeball

Okay we are now officially familiar with the process of prostitution

Quit while you’re ahead sounds like good advice in any world

Matt are you going to actually play out the scene your wife requested? Is this some funky marital thing that we single people dont understand?

Nice PG cut to black

THATS GROWTH NOTT THAT. IS. GROWTH!

Oh fuck yes Nott that is exactly what to do

Sex bacon. Is all food going to be defined by bacon now?

Wonderful apology Ashly is Beau now the speech coach?

That is a wonderful use of the Goodberry spell

Why is everyone at the Landlocked Lady so weirdo-like

Interesting sexual tension in the air

Now this character is looking even more shady, despite claiming wanting to help them decent folk

BACKSTORY REVEAL ALAAARRRMMM oh its somewhat minor

Passing on that druid exp

Awwww thats adorable druidism, also no that isn’t a shitty rooster

Be wary of spirits. Hmm if only we had a specialist at tracking undead and unholy things. If only. *sobs and glares at the grave*

Shady Creek Run feels like a terribly run down place

Ouch that is a shitty roll for such a good speech

One sided standoff with crossbows. A rather picturesque scene, fanartists?

Im sad they didnt laugh after

Dark grey skin? Horns and no pupils? Some kind of Tiefling?

Genius monk that is super suss

Ohhhh fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck not friendly not friendly

Oh boy what luck that the one task they are handed is the exact objective the Nein are after

More sexual tension

Your highly qualified internal priest is an adopted wandering loony. That inspires a great deal of confidence

There are going to be a lot of Germ-I mean Zemnian memes

Also, did they forget to ask about a hinted at break-in?

Gotta loot for books, all the time in every dwelling

Man these guards suck they dont even conceal their secret tunnels

Alright they are fucking lost for sure

Matt what are you doing with your face again?

Well done Caleb the Charismatic

Oh god this is going to end terribly or is Nott’s stealth check is going to save Caleb all the time

That was a glorious roll

Gotta have an encounter each episode

Awww no ragey bears

Wood KEGS?

Finally, eyes on the enemy. Hold your anger. For now. 

Oh god the social commentary

Marisha’s joy at having a druid in the game again :))))

Wew no hitty hit owl that guard is now marked for death

So judgy says Sam in a tone that is definitely 100% nonjudgemental

I’m already drawing a map of the compound to do my theorycrafting on

Oh god Lorenzo eats babies. Oni confirmed. 

Wait what luck? From where? Did she look into the dodecahedron? Cos that is fucking lucky

RIP Keg again

TALIESIN OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR LIVES

Also, looking up the Oni page. Jesus Lorenzo is going to be a tough opponent. He can cast at will: Darkness and Invisibility so you can’t even see him if he chooses to hide. And then once per day, he can: Cone of Cold, Sleep, Gaseous Form giving him a hell of a punch and an escape mechanism. That clearly isn’t enough; he regenerates 10hp per turn, has 2 attacks and is AC 16. Also, he can fly. Fuck. 

#critical role spoilers #cr2

[ricocheting-paper-planes]

What does the 5w4 in your description mean?

That’s my enneagram type! 5 is my core type, and my wing is 4 (meaning, I have type 4 tendencies, but they don’t overshadow my core type). I’m going to attempt to explain the enneagram as I understand it.. so brew yourself a cup of tea, and sit back, because this is going to be a bit of a long post.

The enneagram system is a typology system that emphasizes psychological motivations, which are all interconnected in some way. There are a total of 9 points, or numbers in the enneagram system, and each one is representative of a different type/motivation; these types are divided into three sections: Heart types, Head types, and Gut types.

Types 2,3,4 are heart types. Each number represents a different aspect of the emotional/heart center. Type 2s, the caretaker/nurturer, are driven by a need to be needed. These types of people are very giving, sometimes at the expense of their own well being. Type 3s, the achiever/performer, are driven by a need of approval. These folks are very ambitious and goal oriented, showcasing a tendency to base their worth on their achievements. Type 4s (which is my wing), the individualist/artist, are motivated by a need to be understood. We have the tendency to become broody and melancholy.

Types 5,6,7 are head types, with each number representing a different aspect of the thinking/head center. Type 5s (which is my core type), the observer/investigator, are driven by a need to understand. We have the tendency to isolate and get tangled too deeply in our thoughts. Type 6s, the guardian/skeptic, are driven by a need for security and belonging. 6s have the tendency to be controlled by their fear and doubts. Type 7s, the adventurer/optimist, are driven by a need to be fun loving and interesting. These folks are very outgoing and spontaneous, but can have a tendency to avoid painful emotions/negativity.

And last, but certainly not least, types 8,9,1 are gut types- each number representing a different aspect of the instinctual/gut center. Type 8s, the leader/maverick, are driven by a need to be in control and independent. These folks are very honest and straightforward, but can have the tendency to resort to extremes when they feel cornered. Type 9s, the peacemakers and mediators, are driven by a need for peace and calm. These people are very patient and nonjudgemental, but have the tendency to become conflict avoidant and complacent.  Type 1s, the perfectionist/judge, are driven by a need to be fair and objective. 1s are hard workers and visionaries, but can sometimes have the tendency to be anal and stubborn.

If you’re still reading this, awesome! I encourage you to do some research and figure out what your type is. Your wing will be the number that is next to your core type. For example, if you’re a 7, your wing could either be 6, or 8 (or sometimes both!), but it couldn’t be 1. However; everyone has a tendency in each of the three sections (heart/head/gut). Once you figure out your core type and wing, you should look into tritypes! I’m still figuring mine out, but I think my tritype is 4-5-8.

Anyway, thank you for sticking around for this long post. I hope your cup of tea was good, and I hope I didn’t bore you to death with information overload. Now, I should probably stop procrastinating and finish my math homework..

#asks #enneagram #wings #5w4 #core types #tritypes #ahhhhhh #information overload

[theketterdamwraith]

Turn From Your Wicked Ways

– by theketterdamwraith An All For The Game fanfic By request, a fic of pre-The Foxhole Court Renee Walker. This turned out a lot longer than I thought it would.

Renee’s struggle with religion and how she came to find solace in her God.

*****

Renee had never so much as stepped foot on church grounds until she was adopted by Stephanie Walker. Since then, she’d grudgingly joined Stephanie every Sunday and sat through the group-help discussions hosted by the church every Wednesday - but only because Stephanie asked and Renee could admit she didn’t want to disappoint her. That didn’t mean she had to say anything though. It took Stephanie several weeks to get Renee to go, which she did more out of guilt than anything.

She’d been having nightmares every night since she’d come to stay with Stephanie. Sometimes memories. Sometimes things that could’ve been. She’d woken up screaming one night, Stephanie rushing into her room. Stephanie had sat by her and waited until Renee caught her breath, stroking her long dyed black hair from her face. When Renee had calmed and pulled away, Stephanie had look at her with sad eyes, but no pity.

“I pray for you, every night,” she admitted. “For your sense of safety and for you to sleep well. For your happiness and health.”

And Renee had snapped that she didn’t need Stephanie’s worthless prayers or pointless religion. That some cosmic force wasn’t going to fix her problems, she had to do that herself. That if there was a god, he sure as hell wouldn’t care for someone like her.

Stephanie sat quietly through Renee’s tirade before telling her to get some rest. She’d make pancakes in the morning, with strawberries like Renee liked.

The following Sunday, Renee went to church with Stephanie. The guilt for snapping at her after everything she’d done to help was eating at Renee. Just this once, Renee thought, to make Stephanie happy. Then never again. The sermon that morning had been about understanding. Renee left feeling even more guilty. She formally apologized that night to Stephanie.

“He’s your god. You believe him to be all powerful and kind and I shouldn’t criticize that. You’re asking for help for me from what you believe to be the most powerful being in existence. That means a lot. I shouldn’t have said those things to you.”

“He could be your god too, Renee. If you’d let him. He loves you already. He always will.”

Renee said nothing, but she felt a piece of her heart break. She didn’t tell Stephanie she didn’t deserve a love like that. But she vowed to be more understanding, more tolerant.

She went to church when Stephanie did now. For reasons even Renee didn’t fully understand. If someone asked why she went, she couldn’t tell them. There was just… something. And for a girl who’d survived on nothing, it was enough to keep her returning.

The church was oddly comforting, she finally decided. Renee had expected hard, uncomfortable pews and snobby old people in decades old clothes. Kids standing rigidly by their parents side - seen and not heard. She’d expected beige walls with beige carpet and faded yellow light. What she got instead was padded pews and welcoming smiles. Laughing children, running around. The walls were beige, yes, but the gold crosses and red carpet made it a sort of classy appearance.

And though she hated to admit it, she found the large stainglass windows just behind the choir to be exquisite. The depictions of golden streams of light and gentle, nonjudgemental faces settled Renee more than she could admit.

Renee sat through the songs, she did not stand with the others and she did not sing, though the book of hymns sat in the pocket of the pew in front of her. Stephanie never said anything about it. She sang softly and devoutly, not needing the hymnal for help. Renee would be lying to say the smooth cadence of a few dozen people singing in harmony wasn’t an ethereal experience. She’d never witnessed anything like it. She decided it made sense for her to find comfort here - it was beautiful and the people were kind and she known so little beauty and kindness.

But though she found comfort in the church itself, she could not understand the comfort the congregation found in their God. As they bound their heads to pray on the seventh of Renee’s Sunday visits, and she saw them murmur their own prayers alongside the Priest’s, watched them clutch rosaries and each other’s hands, Renee thought of her fourth night at Stephanie’s - listening through the door while Stephanie prayed. Renee didn’t think people prayed like that. Just talking, asking, seeking; informal and easy. Stephanie talked to god like he was a friend. She talked to him about Renee. A little girl in the back of Renee’s mind screamed desperately for something to be that devoted too, for something that reliable, something she could find that much peace in.

There was one thing about the church she could not bare, though. And that was the sermons, especially after how guilty the first one had made her feel. The priest was a soft-spoken old man, who’s voice nonetheless carried through the cathedral. He spoke of forgiveness and mercy. He waxed poetic about unconditional love and gentle guidance. Renee listened with growing anger through each of his sermons and when Stephanie and she finally left, Renee always went straight to her punching bag in the basement.

Stephanie had asked once why talk of forgiveness and love made her so angry. Renee didn’t answer until later that night. She and Stephanie were watching a TV drama when Renee finally put together the right words.

“Because it’s a lie. A false comfort. There was no mercy in that house before I ran away. There was gentleness guidance in that gang. And there is certainly no such thing as unconditional love or forgiveness.”

Stephanie had looked at her in silence for a minute before taking Renee’s hand. “I love you. And that will never change. And I forgive you, even if you don’t forgive yourself.”

And Renee had scoffed. “You only say that because you don’t really know what I’ve done. You don’t who I am.”

“I know who you are,” Stephanie had replied, her voice firm. “I may not know who you were, but I know who you are. You are a beautiful girl with an ugly past. You are as strong as gravity and as patient as the wind. If and when you ever want to talk to me, I will always be here. No judgement, just love. I will love you, until the sun goes out.”

Renee hadn’t said anything , -couldn’t say anything, no one had ever said something like that to her - and Stephanie let the conversation go.

That had been months ago and now Renee stands under the stained glass mural of the church. It is late and the place is silent. Only the votive candles to the side of the stage light the room. She’d started coming here a few weeks back. She’d needed a place quiet and familiar after a particularly bad round of nightmares. The church is open all hours of the day, a priest always there and ready to support. Most times Renee is the only one there, sitting silent in the pews. Other times there is a grieving family member or a desperate parent or a heartbroken lover kneeling at the stage and praying like it would do anything. Renee wonders how they could believe so strongly in something they can’t see, in something outside of themselves. She wishes for something that she can rely on as much as they do on their God. She wishes she could find comfort in the recitation of prayer like they do. She wishes she could swallow her pride enough to ask for help.

Maybe that desperation, that need, for something to hold on to, is what leads her to the confessional. She stands there for several minutes before pushing back the curtain, sitting in the darkness. She feels her heart beating. Unconditional love, she thinks. I’ll see about that. Forgiveness? Let’s just see if this priest can still offer that once I tell him what I’ve done.

The small door between the two sides opens. “Hello,” says a voice, soft and welcoming.

“Hello,” Renee whispers, barely audible as the rage leaves her and she realizes where she’s brought herself. She realizes she is supposed to say something like, ‘forgive me, father, for I have sinned’ but she can’t bring herself too.

They sit in silence. Renee counts her breaths. When she reaches 482 she speaks as she breathes out, “Do you think everything is forgivable?”

Without hesitation, the priest speaks, “By humans, no. We are fallible and imperfect and judgemental. But by God, yes. If one truly repents.”

It is an answer Renee didn’t know she needed. That even if people couldn’t overlook her past, maybe that was okay. Maybe some could. Maybe it was okay if they couldn’t. And if the god the priest believed in could forgive her, she wanted to believe in Him too.

“Thank you,” she says. Her voice cracks. She feels drained. She does not want to tell the priest any more.

“Until next time,” the priest murmurs back. Renee find she can’t say she won’t be back.

She returns to the confessional two weeks later, it is a Thursday night and Renee is shattering.

“Hello again,” says the same voice.

“Hello,” Renne says.

Silence.

“You need not say anything,” the priest comforts. “He knows already all that you would tell Him.”

Silence.

And then Renee confesses. She confesses it all. She feels lighter as she speaks into the darkness, even as the tears track down her face her voice is steady.

She ends her confession and awaits her condemnation. The reply she gets instead is:

“Ecclesiastes 3:1-3 says 'For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted,” the priest pauses for a heartbeat, “… a time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up.’” He waits and then continues, “I think it is time for you to heal, time for you to build up.”

Renee does not return to the confessional. She does, however, return to the church on the bad days. On the bad nights.

Weeks pass. She listens more to the sermons. She dyes her hair blonde and streaks it with pastels. As opposite as she can get from the black.

Months pass. She reads her bible more. She opens up, slowly, to Steph.

Gradually, she finds God. And she finds forgiveness. And she finds peace.

Steph gives her a beautiful pale blue beaded rosary when she graduated high school.

And the day she leaves for Palmetto State University, she finds a new bible in her bag. It is inscribed on the cover:

If my people who are called by my name humble themselves, and pray and seek my face and turn from their wicked ways, then I will hear from heaven and will forgive their sin… ~ 2 Chronicles 7:14

It is not an easy transition. And there are days she still doubts, times her faith is tested. But she believes in Him, and His love. And she will live for him, to do for others what he did for her. What better place to start, than with the Foxes?

#all for the game #aftg fanfic #renee walker

[kenganparadise]

Here comes the dream about Hollis and his S/O! My dream started when Hollis and his S/O were eating dinner together. His S/O told him that their dad, Yamashita, wanted to meet Hollis and he also wanted to know if Hollis would like to have a family dinner with him. Hollis replied to his S/O that he would come over to Yamashita's house and have a family dinner with him. (1/14)

Hollis looked calm about the whole situation of meeting Yamashita, but he was so nervous inside. He was worried that he would say or do something that might offend his S/O's dad, and he was also worried if Yamashita disliked/hated him because of his clan. His S/O asked him if something was wrong because he had been very quiet for a long time. (2/14)

At first Hollis wanted to say that everything was okay, but he was too anxious, and he remembered that communication was very important for relationships so he addressed his worries with his S/O. His S/O listened to him and reassured him that her dad wouldn't dislike/hate him. (3/14)

His S/O pointed out if her dad disliked/hated Hollis, he wouldn't have thought about meeting him and wanting to know if Hollis would like to have a family dinner with him in the 1st place. Hollis felt reassured while he and his S/O hugged each other, but part of him still felt worried about his meeting with Yamashita. He hoped that his meeting would go well. (4/14)

The next day Hollis and his S/O came over to Yamashita's house, and Yamashita greeted them. Yamashita was just as nervous as Hollis because he was worried he might say or do something that would offend his daughter's boyfriend, and the fact that Hollis looked intimidating/he was from the Kure Clan caused Yamashita to feel little bit wary of him. (5/14)

Yamashita offered a hand shake to Hollis which he accepted so both of them shook hands, but they were awkwardly quiet for a moment. Yamashita's daughter also sensed the awkward silence between her boyfriend and her dad, then she brought up the topic of the family dinner. (6/14)

After the awkward silence between Hollis and Yamashita, Hollis, his S/O, and Yamashita sat down on the table while they ate their food in silence. Both Hollis and Yamashita were thinking about which topics they should talk about, and what they should do that wouldn't offend the other person. Yamashita came up with an idea of getting to know Hollis by asking questions. (7/14)

Yamashita asked Hollis questions such as what his favorite food, favorite drinks, favorite sport teams, his hobbies, and how he met his S/O. Hollis answered Yamashita's question as calmly as possible, and he tried his best not to feel so nervous. Under the table, his S/O grabbed his hand and gave a gentle squeeze to reassure him. (8/14)

One last question Yamashita asked was what was something that Hollis loved about his daughter. Hollis answered how he loved his S/O's kindness, her nonjudgemental and understanding personality which was shown when he admitted to her that he didn't have any hobbies, (9/14)

and he also told Yamashita about the time when his empathetic and caring S/O comforted him and validated his feelings when he had a bad day dealing with his nasty Karen employer and Raian being a massive jerk. (10/14)

He included how he loved that his S/O was an accepting person after she told Hollis (when he was wearing sunglasses at night not to accidentally spook his S/O) that it was okay to show his glowing eyes to her because everything about Hollis is handsome to her, even his eyes that glow in the dark. (11/14)

He also admitted that he fell more in love with her when she showed that she was considerate of his needs and being so patient with him during the time he was negatively affected by the full moon. The more Yamashita listened to Hollis, the more he felt happy to learn that his daughter's boyfriend truly loved her and cared about her. (12/14)

Hollis's S/O started to blush, but she also smiled at her boyfriend while he talked about how much he loved her. When he finished talking, Hollis apologized to Yamashita for talking so long and getting carried away, but Yamashita told him it was okay because he was glad to know that his daughter and Hollis are in a happy, healthy relationship. ;w; (13/14)

After Hollis told the things he loved about his S/O, the awkwardness between Hollis and Yamashita slowly disappeared, and they became more comfortable talking to each other. Even the nervousness they had for each other lessened, which made Hollis, his S/O, and Yamashita feeling relieved that their meeting and the family dinner were going well. ^^ (14/14)

Once again you’ve touched my heart with your dreams, fuffy dream Anon!!❤️