#this is 10 out of 10 on the pain scale folks
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Full House llll -Eddie Munson
Authors Note: Merry Christmas Pookies! Today I am blessing you with not one but TWO NEW FULL HOUSE CHAPTERS! Because I love you guys so so much.
Word Count: 10,668
Warnings: Semi Smut. Cheesy engagement here folks.
Part one HERE .... Part Two HERE.... Part Three HERE
(Thank you for the gif @thehumming6irdwrites )
Enjoy!
“Edward! Edwardedwardedward-“ That seemed to be the only thing you could manage to say, hand clutched into his own so hard that he could feel the bones crack under the skin.
He can do nothing but watch in amazement as you push, and push and push and he thinks that you look so angelic.
The nurses keep cheering you on, handing you ice chips here and there as he swipes your hair out of your eyes to try and help.
“You’re doing so great. You’re almost there, give us another push.” The nurse mumbles as the doctor keeps busy trying to help you.
“You’re so fucking metal.” Eddie smiles, letting you squeeze his hand. “So metal.”
You cry out, and then there is one. He cries, the newborn baby cries, you sob. Eddie doesn’t know whether to follow the nurses with his kid or to keep with you and support you.
He is answered when you shove him lightly. “Go.”
And he does, heart beating through his throat as he walks up to where they are holding the baby.
He doesn’t like how aggressive the nurses are being, and he wants them to lighten their touches but at the same time he understood that they knew what they are doing.
The baby sobs as they press him to the scale, and Eddie can’t help but say something. “Take it easy on him, man. He’s new to the world.”
And he hears you laugh before you cry out. It was all a flurry, they brought the first one back and replaced him with the second. You held the first, hospital dress moved down so the baby can get skin to skin contact to calm him down.
Then the second baby comes back and you grab him as well, letting both calm down in your presence as Eddie gulps and watches.
They were here. Holy shit these were tiny humans. He helped make these things.
He leans a little closer to look at them as tears roll down your eyes and he leans to touch one of their cheeks gently. “Hey buddies.”
“Got any names mom and dad?” The nurse asks, holding a clipboard. Eddie could barely tear his eyes away.
You look at him with wide eyes. “Eddie?”
“No no. I’m not the one that just shoved them out my cooch. You name them.”
“Even if I name one of them Arnold?”
“I’ll find nicknames.” He mumbles, hands shaking as you try to hand him a bundle. “Welcome to the world rockstar.”
-
“Sorry! Sorry!” He winces as the car hits a pothole. “I’m sorry.”
“Why are you sorry?” You laugh, laying against the window and keeping your lower half comfortable as he drives home, the new twins buckled safely in the backseat.
“I keep hitting all the bumps and holes.” He sighs, casting an eye to you. “I don’t want to bother the boys and I don’t want you being in pain.”
“Those car seats are comfortable.” You sigh. “And I can’t feel my lower half so-“
“The drugs that good?”
“Yeah. And the fact that woman have enough pain tolerance that the chemicals in their body made the memory seem more sweet the painful so that they might want to do it again.” You murmur, watching as he flinches while hitting another bump and looking nervously to the babies in the back.
“Women are metal man.”
“You know you have to move faster than 10 miles an hour right?” You tease.
“I’m trying. I’m a bit nervous.” He blushes, shaking his head.
-
“Oh…..” is all you can mumble, your legs tucked under your sweater as you sat curled up on the couch, your chin on the tops of your knees and your eyes so wide as you stare at the screen in front of you.
Eddie hears you, shuffling out slowly to come see what had grabbed your attention so closely, trying his best to peer at the screen without bothering you. When he realizes he can’t see he just gives up and shuffles to sit by you, melting into the couch as you immediately melt into him.
With your head on his chest he takes advantage and rubs your back comfortably, eyes watching the screen to try and gather what you were watching. “Are you watching the news?”
“No. No. It’s a court case special by this like, true crime channel.” You murmur, not blinking. “I cannot believe what is going on-“
“Explain.” He smiles, ready to hear all about it.
“It’s so nasty.” You whisper back, still not blinking. Eddie gets caught between 2 emotions, thinking you're adorable and also being a little worried for your sanity right now.
He chooses the ladder, leaning to kiss you softly as his hand grabs the remote and turns off the tv. “It’s bedtime.”
“What?! No!” You gasp, leaning to snatch the remote but he chucks it to the other side of the couch and pulls you closer.
“Baby… we gotta sleep.” He whispers again. “The twins aren’t gonna be asleep forever. Take our chance now.”
You whine, letting Eddie pull you to stand up as he does a concerned once over of your body to make sure you were okay. “Do you need your diapers?”
“I will shank you.” You warn, blushing at the thought of the diapers you have been wearing since labor. “I know where you sleep.”
“Oh don’t I know it. You give the the sexiest view every night.”
“If you make another breastfeeding joke I’m leaving and never returning.” You tease, making him laugh as he follows you through the kitchen and shuffling down the steps with his hand laced in your own.
You both have already gotten quite skilled at getting ready for bed in silence and little light since both the boys’ cribs were in the room.
He makes quick work of getting out of his clothes and into boxers, moving to the dresser and removing all his rings as he watches your figure through the mirror. It was his favorite thing to do, watch you when you’re not paying attention.
He watches as you take off your earrings and get into one of his shorts for the night before grabbing both your cups and using the bathroom sink to fill them up just in case either of you would need them.
By the time you both get into the sheets you are already passed out, cuddled into him to keep some warmth.
-
Neither of you realize that you had left the tv on that channel. And neither of you had realized that Motley had begun sneaking out of her room to watch cartoons since you guys had moved downstairs and could not hear the tv from your room now.
Within the next hour she manages to watch the entire special, getting more scared out of her mind as it goes and finally it breaks. Screaming and crying as Motley runs down the steps, slipping in the dark and falling down half the steps which makes Eddie snap awake hearing a kid fall.
“Shit.” He curses, launching from the bed quickly as you wake up at the screaming, and right on cue there are two newborn screeches filling the air.
“MOMMY! DADDY!” Motley screams, and you struggle to find a light in the panic and when you finally do you find your daughter absolutely sobbing with a purple face.
“Breathe. Breathe baby- EDDIE BLOW IN HER FACE!” You panic, moving to help as Eddie hurriedly blows in her face as hard as he can. She doesn’t, her face just gets worse before Eddie is rushing her into the bathroom, reaching a panicked hand out for the shower and setting it as cold as it will go before he hauls her in with him.
He makes sure that her face and chest are being hit by the water which forces her to breathe.
“Ohthankjesus-“ Eddie gasps out, finally breathing himself as he pulls her head to his chest and sits in the tub. “Ohmyfuckinggod.”
You lean to turn the water from cold to warm now that she’s breathing before you bend down to kiss at her face, tears streaming down everyone’s faces as you both hug her tight.
“What the hell?” Wayne asks from the door, eyes wide at the scene. The twins are still screaming and now there is pattering in the kitchen of Ziggys feet and Zeps paws which makes you worried she’s gonna fall too and dashing past Wayne to go grab her.
Eddie can’t let go of Motley, hands shaking as he keeps a hold on her, not really knowing what to do. He just had to keep a hold of Motley.
He sees Ziggy run to the bed from the doorway, climbing up before your figure makes it to the cribs to try and ease the sobs of the boys.
“Wayne, can you hold one of the boys? I gotta-“ he’s already there , helping you by scooping Ozzy up in his arm and limping to sit with Ziggy on the bed as you scoop up Halen.
“Motley.” Eddie whispers, moving a hand to the center of her chest to make sure she was breathing since he couldn’t see her face. A sigh of relief falls past his lips as he feels it rise and fall before he manages to pull himself together, reaching to turn the water off. She keeps quiet, keeping her hands gripped tightly on the arm he has wrapped around her as he stands up and exits the shower, carrying her into the room and moving to grab his robe quickly.
“Go sit on the bed please.” He orders gently, kissing her head and moving to help Wayne calm Ozzy down as you sit in the corner with a blanket covering you while you breastfeed Halen.
Tears are still springing from your eyes as you try to subtly wipe them, obviously still scared that this had all happened.
“Who left the tv on?” Wayne asks, rubbing his hip in pain as Ziggy kept trying to convince Zeppelin to get on the bed. He must have rushed down here too quickly at all the screaming.
“Did we…?” You croak out, swiping your cheek once more as you look at Eddie.
“No we turned it-“ he realizes then, turning to look at Motley. “You watch something a little scary on tv?”
“I’m sorry.” She mumbles, staying burrowed in your pillows, soaking wet from the shower.
“Sissy bad.” Ziggy murmurs, leaning to touch her cheek before Motley slaps her hand away.
“Hey now!” Eddie warns, reaching a hand to pull them apart. “Ziggy mind your business.”
“Shit Ziggy.”
“No. Bad.”
“She’s not a dog Eddie” you sigh and he gasps.
“You don’t say?!”
“I swear to god with you tonight!” You snap and he turns to snap back as the girls start bickering.
Wayne breaks it all up. “HEY HEY HEY!”
Everyone stops, taking a look to him. “Everyone needs to breathe. Okay? It’s been a rough two weeks, we are all lacking sleep. Okay? Let’s not let it get the best of us.”
“You’re right. I’m sorry.” You mumble, sniffling as you lean to unlatch Halen. Eddie moves naturally, helping you switch the boys before kissing your forehead and moving to wrap Halen with his scarf so he could carry him on his chest and then he reaches for Motley.
“Come on. Let’s go get you dry clothes.” He holds her hand as he goes up the stairs, leading her to her room, setting her on her desk chair as he finds her new pajamas.
“I’m sorry daddy.” She murmurs.
“Do you know what you did wrong?”
“Yeah…”
“Are you going to do it again?”
“No.”
“Then this was a lesson learned and I forgive you.” He smiles, summoning her closer to help her get changed. “You fell really hard. You okay?”
“I’m okay.” She nods.
“It scare you more than hurt ya?”
“Yeah.” She nods, looking down to where Halen is sleeping in the wrap. “Can people get in the house?”
“Not without getting fucked up.” Eddie sighs. “But I’ll go check that everything is locked just in case.”
“Swear it?”
“Swear it.”
He puts her to bed, tucking her in and turning on her nightlight before checking her closet and window, then moving to change the channel on the tv before turning it off. Then….. for his own sanity he does check all the exits before moving to get Ziggy. But when he goes downstairs he realizes that you already have her set up and Wayne must have gone back to bed so he gets Halen changed and back into his crib before sitting on the bed and waiting for you.
When you get downstairs he pulls you into his lap, and you both take a moment to sob.
-
“Ziggy. Final warning.” Eddie warns, one hand on his hip as the other is pointing a finger in her face as the girl stares up at him with a little glare of her own, stomping her foot. “What. Do. We. Say?”
“Shit.”
“No.”
“Shit!”
“No!”
“Sorry?”
“There it is! Now who are you gonna say sorry too?” Eddie asks, moving to the side so she can see where Dustin now sat on the couch.
“Not him.”
“Yes him. You were mean.” Eddie sighs.
“Him first!” She yells, stomping her foot again.
“He was mean first?” Eddie asks, leaning to look at Dustin. “You were mean first?”
“Nuh uh.” Dustin denies and Eddie spots the way he casts his eyes to the lamp beside him.
“Come here!” He yells, charging for Dustin which leads to a half assed wrestling match in the living room.
“Not in the house boys!” You call from Motleys room where you are currently trying to clean the stain from her mattress.
Eddie laughs, being dragged to the front yard so they can continue to wrestle.
Ziggy and Zeppelin follow, and without realizing the dog makes it out the front door to immediately book down the street.
“Oh shit!” Eddie sighs, pushing Dustin. “Stay with her. I’ll get him.”
And then before he knows it Eddie is booking it down the street, chasing after the dog as the mutt barks in excitement. Then, without any context, the dog turns and starts dashing back which makes Eddie groan out.
“Ahhhhhhh. I hate you!” He huffs, running back. When he gets there he sees you standing on the porch, covering your mouth to keep from laughing as he huffs and puffs.
He falls to the grass, pressing his cheek into it as you finally cackle.
“Shut up!” He laughs, flipping over to stare at the sky. “That dog is a fucker.”
“FUCKER!” Ziggy laughs.
“You gotta be kidding me.”
-
Two months after the twins are born, with them sleeping peacefully in their cribs, Eddie munsons lays on top of you with his nose shoved into your abdomen as he kisses across your stomach. He is hypnotized by your light giggles and the way you flex at some of the nerves ticking you.
He takes turns from kissing, licking a few spots to see you gasp out and he nips at his favorite spots that he knows will make you giggle. He just couldn’t stop himself.
“I’m not getting pregnant again if that’s what you’re aiming at.” You mumble through closed eyes. “We can barely keep our eyes on the four we have.”
“I don’t want to get you pregnant again.” He murmurs, nipping at one of your stretch marks. “I wanna play with you.”
You laugh, moving your hand to flick his forehead before he snatches it into his own, pretending to bite at your fingers which makes you yell out in fear before you cover your mouth and he freezes.
“If you wake the demons up before I am done with you I will never forgive you.” He whispers, smiling from ear to ear, as he crawls over you before kissing you deeply and shoving you into the pillows.
“All of them are demons cause of you.” You tease when he pulls away to let you breathe, tugging at his hair which makes him bite his lip to hide groan. “The munson chaos curse.”
“The Munsters.” He smiles, leaning to take your shirt off. You lean up, slipping a hand beneath his boxer band to take him into your hand and kiss him to hide the moan that falls from his lips as he starts thrusting into your hand.
And just like that he is falling apart, still in his boxers just after 30 seconds. His eyes shut tightly and his fists raveled in your hair tightly as he shook while he came undone.
Once he rides it out you smile, watching his eyes widen and his cheeks redden in embarrassment while he falls back to sit on his calves. Staring down at the wet patch in his boxers with such disgust.
“I am so sorry.” He blurts, still panting from the orgasm. “Oh my god.”
“Why are you sorry?” You giggle, leaning to kiss him quickly. Once again his hands find their way to your hair and hips, keeping you close as you take control.
“I can’t believe I did that.” He murmurs, nose tracing your cheek.
“I thought it was hot.” You smile. It had been awhile since you two had done anything, your last months in pregnancy spent in pain and ever since labor you obviously couldn’t. It was nice to know you still had that effect on him.
“I….. d-do you…. Do you believe in soulmates?” He asks, tracing your collarbone with his fingers. “I think I’m the luckiest son of bitch to have found mine.”
“Eddie…”
“No. Let me…. Let me talk. Okay? Because I’m the luckiest man and you have given me so many great things. Far too many than I deserve. You’ve given me yourself. And you’ve let me into the lives of two of the biggest angels I have ever met and you’ve given me 2 little hell raisers.”
“Munson.”
“I- shit- words are getting caught on my tongue here. I would be nothing without you. When you’re not near I feel like I have this red little rope on my rib cage just pulling and pulling like it might rip my heart out and all I want is you. All I need in this life is my family.
I was nothing but a freak for the longest time. No matter how hard I tried I was just branded that way and no one thought I was worth the time before that whole VECNA situation. And then you came in and you just, without any question, just let me in. You didn’t see me as a freak and I still wonder to god how I managed to get ya but I did and I don’t think I ever want to let go.” He rants, licking his lips before shaking his head and reaching over you to open his nightstand as you stare at him. But a gasp leaves your lips as he pulls out a ring.
“I hadn’t planned on doing this with a cum stain on my boxers but-“
“Munson chaos.” You laugh, sitting up as he leans to kiss you.
“Marry me.” He mumbles while kissing you, mourning the words with his lips on yours.
“This is…..”
“Disgusting?” He laughs.
“Yes. Absolutely yes.” You laugh as well, letting him put the ring on you.
-
“Don’t. You. Fucking. Dare.” Eddie grunts out, keeping a stern look on his face as he glares at his twin sons, hands on his hips as he tried to seem confident and sure.
Did it work? Of course not.
Ozzy, three months old with the same curly black hair his father had at that age, takes the apple sauce that he had scooped in his hand and lets it fly across the room as Eddie groans. Halen giggles and claps at his brothers throw and Eddie thinks back to a time where he liked using condoms as he cleans the mess, making sure to glare at his boys every once in awhile so they knew he was upset by it. Ozzy did not seem to care, Halen however seemed to take his fathers glares to heart.
His little lip quivers as he watches Eddie which makes him sigh out and move to kiss his son on the head to ease his worries.
“I’m back!” Ziggy calls as you usher the girls into the house, trying to bring in the bags without their help. Motley runs to see her brothers, her new favorite friends as Eddie moves to help you.
“You buy the store?” He laughs, and you swat his shoulder easily.
“You wanna see?”
“Of course.” He scoffs, setting the bags on the coffee tables while Ziggy keeps running in circles around him.
“Motley, you wanna show daddy what you got?” You call, a smile on your face. “He’s gonna love it.”
“I am?” He asks suspiciously, watching the look on your face which tells him he probably won’t. “I won’t.”
“Shhh!” You smile, watching your daughter snatch her bag and dash to her room quickly.
When she comes out she is wearing a cami too and choker necklace, capri pants and sandals and Eddie shakes his head.
“Absolutely not.”
“Daddy!”
“Nope. No. Go put another shirt on. I don’t like that.”
“It’s a style!” She stomps her foot and he blinks.
“Baby I’ve seen style. I’ve been style -“ you scoff at that. “And that is not it.”
“Daddy!”
“Who says this is style?!”
“Britney spears!”
“Who the fuck is he?!” He snaps and you laugh. Motley reaches into the bag, pulling out more shirts and Eddie snatches them to look through. He seems two acceptable before throwing the others to the side, then Motley hands him a pouch of very colorful rubber bands. “What the fuck?”
Then there are tapes being shoved into his hands, no cds, all with some blonde girl on the cover. “This is Brittany Spires?”
“Britney Spears.”
“Is she metal?” That seemed like a dumb question but he had to ask, which led to his daughter snatching his hand and dragging him to her room so he could listen to one of the cds.
It was the worst 30 minutes of his life, but when the songs finally ended he did his best to smile, watching as she smiled in excitement.
“You liked it?”
“…..yes?” He lies, nodding. “You’re still not wearing that shirt.”
-
“SO CALL ME!” Eddie sings, sliding down the hall in his socks with Motley over his shoulder as he dances to the music. “On the line call me call me anytime!”
He had a wash rag hanging from his back pocket and a bandana around his hair, all set for spring cleaning as the girls ran around trying to figure out what toys they wanted to keep or give away.
You were out shopping for a dress, which meant that Eddie had all the kids to himself and that meant ample entertainment. As much as he loves his daughters he can’t listen to another spears song so Blondie it will have to be.
Ozzy and Halen are both sitting in their playpen. Well more of Halen is building with his little blocks and Ozzy is napping but the twins were happy so who could be mad. Ziggy, who has officially learned that she likes giraffes, is on the couch clutching her newest gift from Steve, watching a cartoon on the tv even with the loud music Eddie is playing.
“Okay motley, I gotta clean the bathroom so stay in here.” He mumbles, setting her down before dancing down the hall to the song. Only there was no peace.
Within minutes the girls are running in, yelling above each other as Eddie whirls from where he was cleaning the tub.
“SHE CALLED ME THE B WORD!” Motley yells and Eddie whirls on his youngest daughter.
“You called her a bitch?!”
“I did not say bitch, daddy.” Ziggy shrugs, dimples showing as she pouts.
“What did you say?”
“She called me bad.” Motley explains and Eddie does his best not to roll his eyes.
“Bitch.” Ziggy whispers.
“Get away from me. Both of you. Daddy Eddie needs alone time.” He grumbles, shooing them away before rubbing his forehead.
He hears Ziggy mumble “bitch” down the hallways and groans out, hitting his head against the wall.
-
“I’m sorry? You…. You what?” Eddie sighs, sitting next to Steve and across from Gary (Troys dad) at the annual spring festival for the elementary and middle school.
It had been quite a struggle to get everyone out of the house today, including Wayne. The old man didn’t want to use his cane and Ziggy didn’t like her pants but didn’t want to wear a dress. The boys were….. Jesus they just don’t like anything and Motley didn’t like her hair.
But you had managed, somehow, and Eddie swore he loved you more than anything in the world.
Promising a candy apple to Wayne if he used the cane, finding a pair of shorts for Ziggy that she somehow didn’t turn her nose up to, bouncing Halen on your hip as you prepared breakfast and leaving Ozzy in the playpen with his little stereo since one twin craved physical affection and the other only really calmed down to music. Then you spent an hour…. Yes an hour, in the bathroom with Motley trying to figure out her new zigzag hairstyle as she threw a fit.
But you managed to do and now Eddie sat across from the dumbest dad in the grade as he slowly sipped on a lemonade.
Steve had found him pretty quickly into the fair, pulling him to a wooden picnic table so they could hang out while the kids ran around. Wayne went to find sugar and you followed Ziggy around to get some photos of her while Eddie kept the twins in their stroller with him.
They had been having a nice conversation (granted Harrington is an idiot who pronounces woman’s suffrage as sufferings but same them3 right?), then Gary showed up bragging about his awesome parenting.
“Well it was dinner time, right?” He restarts the story.
“Got that part.” Steve says blandly.
“And the kid wasn’t paying attention. Too caught up in that damn book. and I warned him. I fucking warned him.”
“You warned him. Got it.” Eddie nods, trying not to snark off.
“Well the bastard didn’t listen so I grabbed the book and just started tearing it apart.” Gary brags, imitating the way he tore the book as Steve and Eddie just continue to stare.
“Wow.” Steve sighs.
“Great parenting.” Eddie snarks.
“You guys don’t get it. It’s a book about satanists.” Gary mumbles the last word, casting a quick look to Eddie. “No offense.”
“Not even going to respond to that.”
“Are you talking about Harry Potter?” Steve blurts, eyes widening. “Your kid is already reading Harry Potter and you ripped it up? That would mean he’s reading above grade level.”
“You would know with your little nerd-“ before Eddie can blink Steve had reached across the table to snatch Gary’s shirt and pull him close.
“You say one bad thing about my son and I’ll ruin your damn life. Got that?”
“Sorry!” Gary shoots out. Eyes wide.
Steve rolls his eyes, grabbing Gary’s cup and pouring the liquid on the dirt beneath him before throwing the plastic cup in his face. “Let’s go Munson.”
Eddie laughs, grabbing his lemonade and turning the stroller away as Ozzy laughs loudly with his feet kicking out at the scene that just unfolded before him. Halen however couldn’t care less, too busy reaching for his dads lemonade with hungry eyes.
“King Steve. Controlling the masses once more.” Eddie mumbles, enjoying the way Steve blushes and shakes his head.
“I’m worried about Vinny. You know?”
“Well yeah. I was once Vinny…. Because of you.”
“Did I ever apologize about that?”
“You have. I just like rubbing it in your face.” He mumbles, voice trailing off as he spots Motley, only she isn’t talking to her normal short friends, instead there is a taller adult figure shielded from view that’s talking to her. “Harrington.”
Steve already got the stroller in his hands as Eddie dashes to Motleys side, cursing out when he sees Billy there. Of course it would be Billy.
“You got a problem?” He snaps, walking up and pushing Motley behind him gently.
“No problem. I saw my daughter and brought her cotton candy.” Billy mumbles, giving him a shit eating grin that makes Eddie’s stomach ache. He turns to grab the candy out of his daughters hand and throws it to the ground, whirling and walking away with her as Billy curses him out.
“Stay where I can see you.” Eddie orders, irritated. “Go find Vinny.”
“Vinny?” She whines. “Daddy please.”
“Go find him. Stay close to them. Okay? I’m serious.” He snaps, kissing her forehead and pushing her off to the direction away from Billy. When he gets back to the stroller he sees Steve has given Halen full access to Eddie’s lemonade and your little mini me is chugging it from a straw.
“He had such cute eyes.” Steve defends. “And Ozzy looked like he was gonna beat me up for his brother.”
-
Of course Vinny was surrounded by Troy and all his friends. What else was new?
“Vinny!” Motley calls, dashing to him. “Let’s go.”
“Hold on Munson. We got business with Vincent.” Troy snaps, shoving Vinny harshly as the rest laugh.
“W-why are you talking like a mob boss?” Vinny tries to fight back which just makes the others look at eachother and laugh at him.
Daddy always says to stick up for others, and as much as Motley did not want to stick up for Vinny she wasn’t gonna let them laugh at him like that.
“Hey! Don’t you have better things to do?!” She snaps, bursting into the circle to stand by Vinny.
“Get lost Munson.”
“You first Barker.”
“Why don’t you go cry to mommy?” He teases, and all his friends make crying faces.
“I would say the same but you’re mom is so slow it took her 9 months to make a joke.” Motley snickers, making Troys eyes widen.
“You’re dead Munson!” He rushes to push her, but leaves his face open so Motley rolls her fist just as daddy taught her and gets him center in the face. His friend Ashton rushes next, she kicks him in his no no square and Vinny pushes him down.
This turns into a brawl, and Motley is at the center swinging and kicking.
By the tjme the others are all crying and running she is snatching Vinny’s jacket to pull him away.
He snatches himself away, stomping off as she follows.
“I didn’t need your help!” He whines.
“Yeah you did.”
“No! Now everyone is gonna say that I needed to be saved by a girl!” He yells, whirling on her and shoving her so hard she falls into the grass beneath them. “I hate you!”
“I hate you more!” She screams, jumping up to push him back and before he could retaliate again Aunt Nancy is snatching his hand quickly and giving a warning glare.
“Better think twice.” She snaps and he mumbles out an apology.
-
When spring break rolled around Eddie had decided that it would be fun to take the kids to the cabin that Wayne used to take him to when he first moved in with the man.
He wanted to make their spring break special and keep it affordable and you loved the idea so you had packed swimsuits and sunscreen for days and soon enough you were all piling in the family van Eddie had borrowed from Steve.
The back was separated into two rows, with the luggage packed to the brim in the trunk space and the girls in the backseat with the boys in the middle row.
Zeppelin found a nice spot between the girls with his head on Ziggy's lap as he smoozed away. Motley had a book to read and Ziggy brought her giraffe.
The boys would be entertained with their little blocks hopefully long enough to make it to the gas station otherwise you would have to go back with them.
So the seven hour road trip started. Eddie put in a Britney Spears cd for Motley and you tried not to laugh as how hard he was holding the wheel to try and pretend he was enjoying it.
Then, when it was over, she wanted it again….. then again.
The boys started crying about an hour in so he stopped and let you change them as he let Zeppelin out to go potty. He asked both girls if they needed to go and they said no.
10 minutes later, right as he turns onto the highway, Ziggy whines that she has to really pee so he takes the next exit and you take her in to pee.
Back on the road the rain starts up, and it’s almost like you can see the concern on his face because you mumble out “it’ll lighten up when we get there. I’m sure the sun will be out.”
And then he feels better, so he reaches out a hand to hold as they play Britney Spears AGAIN.
“Ew! Daddy!” Motley snaps. “Zeppelin farted on me!”
Right on cue the dog starts whining and Eddie looks in the rear view. “Did one of you feed him something?”
“Ziggy gave him her applesauce!”
“Damnit….” He whispers, pulling off onto the next exit and taking Zeppelin out in the pouring rain so the dog can go potty.
Then he gets back on the road, this time he manages to take the exit they needed and he figures it will all be smooth sailing from here. It’s just driving through the woods.
“Daddy! Zeppelin!” Ziggy cries, so he pulls over and does it all again.
And then, “I don’t feel good.”
That came from Motley as she tosses her book to the side and then proceeds to puke all over her lap.
“Shit!” Eddie snaps, pulling over as you unbuckle and rush to help her.
You have to help her change out of her clothes, tying the infected ones in a bag and shoving them in the back as eddie uses the rain to wet a beach towel to try and clean it up. Now with one less seat and a crabby family things have to be rearranged.
You move the twins closer to the door to give Motley a seat, which happens to be closer to a door herself in case that happens again. Ziggy is kept in the back, and Ziggy now sits on the ground.
With everyone settled you move to get back in, soaked through to the bone as Eddie gives you one more hopeful smile that seems to say ‘it can only go up now’ and tries to start the engine.
A sputtering sound fills the car as the tries to start the engine again, and again.
“Let me go see what the problem is.” He sighs, getting out to pop the hood and start looking around. You wait patiently, leaning to peak around the hood to see him sighing. “I gotta get the tools.”
So you help him unpack the back, setting the bags under the safety of the trunk door as he finds what he needs and goes back to try and fix the car.
30 minutes later, as Halen sobs uncontrollably you hear Eddie throw his wrench harshly and yell a “JESUS H CHRIST!”
“Is daddy mad?” Motley asks.
“He’s a bit frustrated.” You explain. “But not at you.”
“Is he gonna leave again?” She blurts, making Ziggy peek her head up quickly, her pigtails whipping quickly.
“Is who leaving again?” Eddie asks, coming up to the open slide door, looking tired and pissed.
“You daddy.” Ziggy explains and his jaw tightens. You see him take a breath in, rolling his shoulders to release some tension.
Then he lightens up, getting into the van and shutting the door. You can still hear the rainstorm from the trunk door being open but other than that you were all closed in the back together.
“Don’t you guys know?” He asks, a smile spreading on his face. “You guys are stuck with me for life.”
“Really?”
“Oh yeah. Your mom and I are getting married which means I am stuck her like a thorn in your side.” He says it like a threat, but the girls giggle excitedly.
-
You got lucky when another car drives by, offering to help you get to the cabin by towing you on their hitch.
You make quick work of buckling the kids in while Eddie repacks the back and before you know it you are on your way to the cabin.
You all rush to get inside, Eddie thanking the family who laugh and say it was no problem. It takes a minute for everyone to dry off and ease up but you manage it. And when it’s time for dinner you plan on making sandwiches so you don’t have to grill.
You search for the bag of bread and chips you packed, digging through everything as Eddie sat with the boys. He bounces them on his knee with his thumb in Halens mouth and his pointer finger in Ozzys so they can both gum at the flesh.
“Ed’s? We grabbed the bag of bread…..right?” You ask, looking arohnd as you trip on shoes. “Motley. Shoes please.”
“Of course we grabbed it. I remember moving it to get to my tool box…. Oh crap.”
“Please tell me we didn’t leave it in the rain.” You sigh, sinking to the couch. “We only have sandwich meat and cheese. Other than that everything is for the grill and we don’t even have buns.”
“We…. Shit. I’m sorry.”
“We’ll be fine.” You sigh. “We can….”
“Mommy I’m hungry.” Motley grumbles, moving to cuddle into your side as Ziggy and Zeppelin jump on the couch as well.
“I think….. cold cut roll ups for dinner.” You smile.
“What’s that?”
-
You ate dinner together on the floor, staying huddled together to keep warmth as you laughed about everything that went wrong today. Halen sat in your lap with Ozzy in Eddie’s lap and you ate a dinner of ham rolled around cheese, taking turns passing the fruit bowl around to grab a piece with your fingers.
The girls had fun, both imitating Eddie when he was frustrated.
It was a great night, no matter how stressful the day was. And once you got all of them laid down to sleep you and Eddie sat on the couch, with you laying on his chest and him playing with your hair.
“What would I do without you?” He mumbles, which makes you smile.
“Let’s never find out.”
“No I’m serious. I hope I go first. I can not imagine a world without you.” He huffs.
“No. I want to go first. I call dibs.”
“You can’t dibs that!”
“Already did.”
(Spoiler alert, you go first. You’re 86 and pass away in your own home with Eddie laying beside you. Your funeral brings all the kids home and they take care of Eddie the next two weeks since he is devastated.
You’re wedding anniversary falls two weeks after you pass, and Eddie passes away that evening, wearing a red piece of yarn around his ring finger just as he promised you on your wedding day.
Ozzy is given Eddie’s guitar and your favorite book. Halen is given Eddie’s very first lord of the rings book set and your sketch book. Ziggy gets Eddie’s bandana and your earring collection. Motley gets Eddie’s leather jacket and your record collection. She also inherits both your wedding rings but she puts them in your shared grave so they you both could keep them wherever you went. She gives the ring Eddie gave her from his mother to her eldest daughter.)
-
The wedding is an easy affair….. well not to Motley. The poor girl was stressed out of her mind.
Her dress was perfect and Nancy managed to pin her hair into place, and Motley had dashed around as you got dressed into the prettiest gown she had ever seen.
“Metalhead. Aren’t you supposed to be with you dad?” You ask, leaning forward to fix her hair. “He needs his best girl.”
A large smile cracks across her face and she bounces up and down before a knock sounds out at the door and Steve comes into view, sighing audibly.
“The best man is here to get the best girl for the ceremony.” He groans, obviously joking when Motley throws a pillow at him before dashing to go find her dad.
For the wedding it was decided that Motley would stand next to Eddie, in a new role he deemed to be so utterly important the church might burn without it. So she did, in her cute little bridesmaid dress as they shared excited glances while waiting for you.
Steve stood with Ozzy, Dustin with Halen.
Nancy and Robin stood by your side, and Ziggy was the flower girl with Zeppelin as the ring bearer.
Steve had made some stupid comment about how the dog would lose them, but you weren’t worried since you were already wearing the rings.
For your ceremony you and Eddie chose to take a red piece of yard and tie your ring fingers to eachother, just like he said the day he proposed. As the minister goes through the process Eddie gets a suspicious smirk before subtly tugging his hand to pull yours near.
“Always drawing me near.” He whispers.
“And I intend to keep it that way.” You smile back.
-
You sit, in your wedding gown on the kitchen floor, eating cake with a spoon with Eddie sitting next to you with a tub of ice cream. You took turns feeding eachother the desserts as you giggled.
“When steve and Nancy took our kids I imagined something more…. Sexy.” You laugh, “but this is perfect.”
“Oh? Am I not sexy to you?” He scoffs, posing as the best from his suit unbuckles smoothly.
“Munson.” You snap.
“Munson.” He snaps back with a shit eating grin. “I was thinking…..”
“Never good for anyone.”
“As much as I love sitting and snacking with you on the kitchen floor-“ he smiles.
“Careful.”
“I think it’s time it changes.”
“No go! You and I snack on the floor! Just like our first date!” You complain. “You’re a traitor-“
“I just mean-“ he interrupts, reaching up to cover your mouth. “That we have a very full house and maybe it’s time for….. a different kitchen.”
“You want to move?”
-
“Please tell me you’re not pregnant again.” Eddie mumbles, staring wide eyed at you from where you sat on the bed, shoving your face with snacks. “Not that I would mind because it would be partly my fault but the twins are kicking my ass. I can’t tell if Ozzy wants to kill me or he just dislikes me.”
You don’t respond, staring at him numbly as he tilts his head to look at you, waiting.
It was the second week in your new house, and you guys were almost done moving and settling everyone in.
The twins now had a room beside yours, with Wayne across the hall. The basement in this house belonged to the girls, the two bedrooms split amongst them and the room connecting them with the laundry room now being used as a rec room.
“Hello?” Eddie calls.
“hello…..” you mumble, squinting at him. “Did someone call?”
“No….” Eddie mumbles, confusion lacing him as he walks a little closer to you. “Are you expecting a call?”
“No.” His eyes widen as he meets your own, a laugh breaking out.
“Are you high?!” He cackles, grabbing your jaw lightly as he checks your eyes. “How?!”
“I don’t know.” You mumble. “I ate the brownies that our neighbor brought, and next thing I know my feet are fuzzy.”
Your explanation comes out as a whine and you point to your feet. “I can’t feel them.”
“You…. You didn’t smoke? This came from the brownies? How many did you eat?”
“3.” You sigh. “I had one and the next thing I knew I was so hungry I had to eat another.”
“Shit.” He mumbles back, reaching a hand under your shirt to rub your abdomen in circles with his thumbs. “That’s pretty high, baby.”
“I don’t even have a ladder.” You say, confused. “Ed’s. I’m fuzzy.”
“Yeah I bet.” He smiles. “You wanna cuddle? I think we have the afternoon before the kids come back from school and daycare.”
“Yes.” You mumble, falling back quickly. “But I can’t move.”
He helps shuffle you up the bed, laying you on the pillows before moving to kneel by your feet and picking your right foot up to rub your ankle softly.
“Eddie no.” You mumble, closing your eyes. “The room is flying.”
“I know. I’m just gonna help you get some feeling back okay? Just keep your eyes closed and try to nap.”
He watches as you keep your eyes closed, trying not to laugh at the way you grip the sheets like you are trying to stay rooted there.
Massaging one ankle for a couple minutes before moving on to the second. He knows you’ve fallen asleep the second your hands unclench from the sheets and he shuffles to cover you with the comforter, making sure you have a glass of water by the bed just in case.
By the time he shuffles down the stairs he plans to unpack a couple more boxes before a loud and rushed knock covers the house.
Opening the door to reveal an older woman, looking extremely panicked. A smile spreads across his face as he realizes who you got the pot brownies from.
Before she gets a word out he asks “looking for your brownies?”
“Yes! Oh I am so sorry!” She panics. “I made a batch for your family the same day I made my batch and I confused the pans and I know you have young kids and-“
“It’s fine. They haven’t had any.” He eases, letting her in as he shuffles to the kitchen to find where you had left them. “There was an argument yesterday over a box of Barbie’s so no one got dessert. My wife however tried one today and then got the munchies.”
He shows her the pan, and she smiles at the sight, obviously trying not to laugh.
“I can make you more, if you want.”
“You know how to make these kinds?” She asks and he holds out his arms in a way to say ‘you see me?’
“Of course I do! And I know how to make them taste more like chocolate than anything.”
“I….. please don’t think I’m some druggie old bat that tried killing your kids. I use these to help my cancer, and we’ll….”
“Hey, there’s no problem. If anything my kids would have just gotten a little spaced out.” They would have gotten more than that but he wasn’t about to make her feel worse.
“How many do you have again? I saw two when I talked to your wife.”
“We have 4.” He answers, giving her a small smile as she grabs the pan.
“Oh how wonderful. How old are they?”
“Our oldest is about to turn 10, then we have a 4 year old and the twins just turned 2.”
“Busy busy.” She laughs. “You seem so young too! To have a 10 year old. Oh my gosh.”
“She’s a handful but gotta love her.”
“What are their names?”
“Motley, Ziggy, Ozzy and Halen.” Eddie answers easily, a feeling of pride in his chest as he talks about them.
“Oh! You’re into rock music ,I take it?”
“Just a bit.” He didn’t mention the dog running laps out back being named Zeppelin. “My daughters not so much though. They’ve gotten into this pop music phase.”
“I had the same face when my own kids got into rock music over my classic music.” She giggles. “Oh, well I should be going. I would love to meet your kids sometime, you should throw a house party so the neighborhood can welcome you!”
How had he gone from the town freak that everyone at school refused to sit by to a father that this woman wanted to welcome?
“We’ll think about it.” He shuffles behind her to the door, walking her out and making sure she gets into her house safely before going back inside and heading back upstairs.
You’re in a cocoon of your own making, face smudged into the pillow as you sleep. He keeps his movements slow, gently prying the blanket out of your hand so that he can crawl into the cocoon with you, keeping pressed against you as you move to welcome him in.
He didn’t have to pick the kids up for another 4 hours, might as well nap with his wife as she’s high as a kite.
-
You ended up signing Motley up for soccer, and you had no clue just how big the team was.
So when her birthday party rolled around you were overthrown with younger girls dashing around the backyard. They screamed and giggled, jumping in and out of the pool and tracking water everywhere.
Eddie, Steve and the rest of the boys had set up a large pool in the main area of the backyard and then a small kiddie pool closer to the patio, with pool chairs along the backyard and colorful decorations strung everywhere.
You were sat on a pool chair close to the kiddie pool, basking in the sun like a lizard as you watched the twins with Steve and Nancy’s youngest. There were more toddlers at the party but so far those three were the only ones that had made it into the pool without crying.
You kept leaning in to dip a hand on and make sure it wasn’t too cold, but the sun was hitting it perfectly so the water stayed perfect for the boys.
Ozzy had found one of the mini squirt guns and had been shooting Steves youngest, Micky, with it for about 5 minutes as Halen kept leaning over the side to splash Lucas.
“You could move.” You offer half heartedly, doing nothing to stop your little brat as he tries to do it again.
“It actually feels nice.” Lucas mumbles from his own spot under the sun. “But if I don’t over react he will thinks it’s not fun.”
Right on cue Halen splashes him and Lucas gasps out, groaning a bit as he pretends to dodge. Halen laughs looking at you with such excitement.
You smile back, which makes him jump up and down and you wonder why he had gotten go excited, then a shadow looms over you to reveal your husband bending down to kiss your cheek.
“How are the boys?”
“Wreaking havoc-“ you answer right as Ozzy sprays Micky in the face again. “As per usual. Where are my girls?”
“Ziggy is currently chasing Jonathan around with a fake snake and Motley is racing her friends in the pool.” He answers, looking around for both just in case before shuffling. “I wanna sit with you.”
“There is no room.” You scoff, still attempting to give him room since he doesn’t hesitate to push his way in. Before you know it he is halfway on your lap as you laugh out, trying to shove him off. “Edward.”
“What? Aren’t married couples supposed to share everything?!” He teases, wiggling his hips.
“You used that excuse last night when you ate MY PUDDING!” You whine, giving up on pushing him off and just choosing to rest your forehead on his shoulder.
“You could have just let me eat you for dessert like I wanted to.”
“We had important things to do.” You explain. “For your daughter's birthday.”
“Excuses excuses. Don’t splash daddy Halen-“ too late, your youngest son was already on it and before you know it both you and Eddie are getting hit by the water.
“This is what I get when you come over-“
“No no no. You’re not blaming this on me. He was looking right at you when he did that baby.”
“You’re such a bad influence!”
“You’re the one that showed him how to do it!”
“Hey! Mom! Dad!” Someone shouts and Eddie groans.
“Whatever happened to mommy and daddy? Or daddy eddie?” He whines.
“Kids grow. Sadly.” You sigh.
“We’ll she shouldn’t.”
“I’m sure Wayne said the same thing about you.” You mumble, taking a finger and swiping some of his hair out of his face. “You need a haircut.”
“Is the pizza here?!” Motley asks, staring at you both.
“Does it look like I have pizza?” Eddie asks, holding out his hands, one empty the other with a can in it. “Where’s Vinny?”
“I have no clue.” Eddie sighs. “Probably hiding.”
“I wanna spray him with the hose.”
“Then you should find him.” You tease as Eddie finally gets up, moving to help you up. “Ozzy. Halen. Let’s go boys.”
“Where you guys going?” Eddie asks, pouting a bit.
“To rob a bank.” You smile, grabbing their hands into each of your own. “Or to add more sunscreen. Haven’t decided yet. Motley, you need more sunscreen.”
“No! I want to-“
“We’ll do that later. Come on.” You reply sternly, turning to Eddie. “Get Ziggy will ya?”
“On it.” He nods, turning around to whistle loudly and nod her over with Zeppelin. “Unbelievable.”
Zeppelin was wearing swimming trunks, because you thought it was adorable.
“Are you looking for VinnyyyYy?” Ziggy teases her sister which makes Eddie roll his eyes already knowing it will start a fight.
“Are you looking to die today? Nerd bomber.” Motley snaps back.
“I’m not a nerd bomber!” Ziggy shouts, pushing her sister. Motley pushes back and before it can get worse Eddie is grabbing the back of their necks hard enough to pull them away but not hard enough to hurt.
“Get moving before I ground you both.”
“Yes dad.” Motley sighs.
“Okay papa.” Ziggy groans. It’s only then he releases them to go inside, following where you had disappeared with the boys.
He shuffles behind them, watching them look at each other glaring every once in a while. It was insane to him how they went from sweet little angels to fighting nearly everyday.
He spent most his time trying to get them to stop.
“Don’t do it.” He warns when Ziggy rolls her fist. “You girls are on thin ice today.”
Just this morning he had separated a pretty bad fight which had both of them crying.
When they make it to yours and Eddie’s room you are already almost done reapplying the boys sunscreen, Halen hugging your calf as you help Ozzy. “Are you hungry?”
“I am.” Eddie smiles only for you to subtly flip him off which makes him laugh.
“We weren’t asking da-da! No we weren’t!” You make Ozzy clap his hands with you before setting him down on the ground and move to get the girls with the sunscreen.
“I’m beat. Let’s kick everyone out and take a nap.” Eddie teases, falling backwards onto the bed and splaying out.
“Booga!” Ozzy yells, dashing to the bed to attack him.
“We can’t! We haven’t even cut the cake, silly.” Motley laughs, watching her little brother jump into Eddie’s stomach. “GET HIM!”
And that’s when the riot ensues, all of the kids rush to attack Eddie in his moment of weakness, giggling and tackling him.
His eyes widen as they all lunge for him, crying out to you for help. You debate it for a moment, pretending to move closer and reach a hand out only to pull away at the last moment and walk out of the room as he calls out for help.
Teach him to eat your snacks.
The rest of the day is spent chasing kids around. If it wasn’t the twins then it was Ziggy and if it wasn’t her it was Motley.
Presents and cake went by quickly and soon enough you were cleaning up the mess of the party. Eddie was picking up trash and you were packing up all the food. Both looking at each other subtly and every time you make eye contact you look away quickly.
“You have fun today?”
“Of course. Did you?”
“Oh I had a blast. I just wish she’d stop growing up.” Eddie sighs, and you look over at him as he picks up a cup by the kiddie pool before moving to walk away. Only he trips on a pool chair and stumbled face first into the kiddie pool.
You can’t help but laugh, loudly, as he scrambles to get out. His hair sticks to his face and he looks like a wet dog as he glares.
“That’s not funny!” He snaps as you wheeze, leaning forward with your hands on your knees trying to breathe.
“I could have died! Drowned right there and my wife is just laughing away!” Tears are rolling down your cheeks now as he huffs, standing and marching over. “Not funny.”
“Y-You …. Ohmygod!” You wheeze out, hand grabbing his bicep to help stabilize yourself.
“I’m done. We’re divorcing.” He huffs, hand moving to your lower back to lead you inside. “I hate you.”
-
The entire family was sprawled out in the living room after one of Motleys soccer games, tired and ready for bed but now quite ready to stop hanging out together.
Eddie sat on the floor with his back to the couch, a comb between his teeth, and Motley sitting between his legs as he tries to brush out some of the knots from her hair.
You were laid out with the couch and Ziggy was curled up on your right side with Ozzy asleep on your left. Halen laid between your legs and the side of the couch, using his brothers sleeping form as a pillow as he stared at the tv with wide eyes.
Zeppelin lay on the mat by the door, the teams soccer jersey still on, while Wayne slept in his recliner chair.
It was nights like these that Eddie loved, everyone together. No fighting, no rush to go anywhere. It was just peaceful.
When he finished brushing through Motleys hair he made sure to put it in a brain before laying against the couch so his head was on your calf while Motley laid against him.
The tv showed a new scooby cartoon, which is partly the reason Ozzy ended up actually cuddling someone since he normally hated hugs and cuddles. But when scooby doo was on? That kid was all about it.
“Hey dad?” Motley whispers, drawing Eddie’s attention to her.
“Yeah?”
“You’re the coolest dad ever.” She mumbles before closing her eyes, and Eddie can’t stop smiling for the rest of the night.
-
“What’s up, Metalhead?” Eddie asks, tightening the tire onto the car he was currently working on as Motley stares at him from her spot.
Monday afternoons were a bit packed for the Munson household. Wayne had gone back to work as a manager so he spent Mondays going through billing and finances.
You always picked up shifts at the diner while Ziggy had her ballet class and the boys were at preschool.
Motley was the only one that had Monday afternoons off so Eddie would take his lunch to go pick her up from school and she would spend the afternoon at work with him until you could come get her or it was time to go home.
He always made his work table into a desk area so she can do her homework, which is what she was supposed to be doing now, only she sat staring at him.
“I need help.” She mumbles.
“If it’s math I can’t help ya.” He smiles. “Or English. Or science. Act-“
“Dad.”
“Fine. Fine.” He mumbles, pouting that she’s not being fun today as he stands up and wipes his hands before moving to see what she needs. “What’s this?”
“A family tree.”
“Okay? Why’s it blank?” He pulls his stool closer so he can sit and work with her.
“I don’t know what to put.”
“Your family. Silly.”
“I know. I just don’t know if I should do…. Biological or my real family. This is to track where we came from but…..” he catches on then, blinking slowly as he realizes what she can’t choose between.
Put down her biological dad or put down Eddie.
“I think either or.” He shrugs, trying to play cool. “It’s your project.”
“But….. I don’t really know anything about him. And….. I don’t like knowing I came from him.” She blushes, playing with the ends of her hair like she always does when she gets nervous.
“Then don’t. You shouldn’t have to feel upset or nervous about any of this. If you want to leave that side blank it’s up to you, Metalhead.”
“Can I….. can I put you down?”
“Absolutely.”
She smiles, and turns so she’s facing him. “Okay. Full name please?”
“Edward Wayne Munson. Pleasure to meet you…”
“Motley Marie Munson.” She pretends to be serious, shaking his hands. “For father it’s Grandpa Wayne right?”
“Actually, it’s not.” Eddie sighs, rubbing his side. “Wayne is my Uncle. My dads brother.”
“Then why do we call him Grandpa Wayne?”
“Well… he took me in when I was younger. Your age I believe. And…and even when I wasn’t living with him fully Wayne always made sure I had a place that was safe. Wayne is my chosen dad.”
“Where are your mom and dad then?”
“Well my mom is gone…. She passed away when I was 6. And my dad…. Well my dad is in prison.”
“What’d he do?”
Child abuse, drug abuse, manslaughter. “Bad things.”
“Do you see him?”
“I used to…. I used to bug Wayne to go all the time and the more I grew up the less I wanted to go. I used to want him to miss me though.” The look she gave Eddie made him realize that he might be able to help with whatever emotional turmoil she was feeling more than he realized.
“I actually, this is gonna sound silly but just bare with me,” he sighs and she scoots closer. “I used to love my dad more than anything. And when I was taken to Uncle Wayne I used to hate my uncle for separating me from my dad. He refused to let me go and visit him at first and when he finally did I realized why. And then I was stuck in this constant anger that my dad didn’t want me. Why did I want him more than he wanted me? I’m his kid, he helped bring me into the world, what did I do wrong?”
“What do you think now?”
“That I’m better without him. That I will always try to be a better dad than he ever was and….. and I hope my mom knows I made it out. I hope she knows, wherever she ended up, that I found what she always wanted for me.”
“What did she want?”
“A happy family.”
“When’s the last time you saw your dad?”
“I went right after I met your mom.”
“That was a long time ago!”
“Yeah it was.”
“Can…. Can I meet him?”
“No.” Eddie snaps, chest tightening. “I don’t think that would be-“
“I wanna see you with your dad.” And Eddie knows what she means. I wanna know if I can leave my dads shadow.
“I’ll ask your mother.”
Part five is already here babes! MERRY CHRISTMAS!
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Nobody Puts Baby in a Corner : a Frank Castle x reader drabble
A/N: The start of this is sort of based off my own experience with contractions during my labour with my daughter. Labour isn’t fun, folks, but the end result is pretty great.
Rhythmic back aches woke you around four thirty in the morning, July 28th. At first, you just assumed it was the oppressive Hell’s Kitchen heat that had woken you up, but you know what assuming does. After half an hour of it, sweeping aches every five or ten minutes, you knew.
You managed to roll over with some difficulty, wincing, to see Frank sound asleep, one hand buried beneath his pillow where you knew he still kept a gun. Better safe than sorry, he always told you. You didn’t want to wake him, but he had asked you to tell him as soon as anything began. And this, most certainly, was anything.
“Frankie” you whispered.
He cracked one eye open, focusing on you.
“Hmm?”
His voice sounded harsh this early.
“My contractions have started.”
His other dark brown eye opened; he was now wide awake. He sat up, the sheet falling to his waist and exposing his broad chest.
“How far apart are they? How is your pain, on a scale of one to ten?” Frank demanded, already gone into overdrive.
You took a deep breath as another one struck, this time wringing your insides as it rippled over your stomach. You breathed out shakily as Frank eyed you anxiously.
“About every five to ten minutes. Pain scale? About a five.”
He scoffed at you, reaching out to cup your chin in his big hand. You smiled.
“My tough girl, huh?” he rasped. “Pain about a five. I’m sure.”
He moved up the bed and settled behind you, legs stretched out on either side so he could get to your shoulders and back, gently massaging. Until you threw your hands up to stop him.
“Don’t touch me” you growled, eyes squinting almost closed as yet another pain rolled over you, flattening everything in its path.
Frank bit his lip to keep himself from grinning as he lifted his hands away from your body, holding them in the air in surrender.
“Okay, sweetheart” he said. “You sure it’s only a five?”
He laughed as you moved faster than you had in weeks and smacked his chest with an open palm, teeth clenched hard.
“Shut up, Frank” you hissed, glaring.
“All right, darlin’. I’m gonna go get the living room prepped, okay? Get it ready for this baby.”
You nodded, already remorseful. You held out a hand to him and managed to graze his hip.
“I’m sorry, Frankie” you murmured. “It hurts.”
He nodded and doubled back to kiss the top of your head.
“I know, sweetheart” he assured you. “I know it hurts.”
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Several hours later, you were situated in the home birthing pool with Frank on the other side, kneeling in the shallow water, waiting anxiously, his gaze intermittently flashing between your face, bathed in sweat, and the dark space between your legs. He had measured you at 10 centimetres dilated ages ago and seen the baby’s head crown and then disappear several times. He had shushed you softly each time, doing his best to calm the rising panic he could see in every inch of you.
You were tiring fast, and he could see it, shaking hands planted in the water on either side of your hips, hair plastered to your forehead, maternity bra soaked and see through from the pool’s swishing waves whenever a particularly hard contraction swept through you and left you shaking uncontrollably.
Now, you were resting in the in between spaces, where there was no pain until it started up all over again.
“Frank?” you said, so softly he could hardly hear you.
“Yeah, darlin’?”
“Tell her I love her, okay? Every day of your life.”
He felt his heart clench and almost gasped at the sudden pain of it.
“What are you talking about?” he demanded, voice breaking in the middle. “You ain’t going anywhere.”
You managed to open your eyes to look at him; a weary smile tipping up the corners of your lips.
“But if I do, you tell her, okay, Frankie?”
Frank was saved from answering by yet one more unyielding contraction that had you bearing down hard, your whole face scrunching with the effort. He returned his attention to between your legs, where now, miracle of miracles, he saw his baby’s head emerge again, this time followed by two tiny pale shoulders and then a slick, lithe body and two tiny feet.
He shouted in triumph and swept her out of the water, wiping her eyes and nose with his thumb and forefinger. Seconds later, he heard the sweetest cry in the world and relief pumped from his heart to the rest of his body. Your name left his lips on an exclamation of joy and your eyes flickered open to see your husband cradling a tiny baby against his bare chest, her mouth and eyes open, unfocused.
Frank watched as strength returned to you, just enough to drag yourself to sit, careful not to tangle the umbilical cord. He helped you hold her to your chest, shaky breaths puffing out of your mouth.
Her hair was dark and covered the top of her head, her eyes a deep blue.
“Can I say her name now?” Frank asked you, his eyes bright with unshed tears.
You nodded.
“Delilah Mae Castle, welcome home.”
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Frank’s heart wasn’t exactly healed completely when Delilah was born, but a small patchwork piece of it was sewn up tight.
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Hydrangea skirt was sold out entirely in about 2 minutes. Happened to be home today, so I was able to watch for the drop, and still didn't make it. You've said your reasons for doing things this way, and I respect them and certainly won't tell you to do anything differently, but this is sort of frustrating on the customer side, especially for folks who can't always be available for 2 specific minutes of a day. That's all I wanted to say. Thanks for everything you do - genuinely.
i understand the frustration, i really do, but we just cannot do more preorders.
this year in march preorders we made about 90% of our total order volume from the entirety of 2021. if we could keep doing them, we absolutely would, even if it was just once a year, as they’re the safest means for us to continue as a business because it provides payment upfront for manufacturing costs and ensures that we only order what people buy.
but it’s just not that simple.
generally in a skirt order we have a defect rate between 2-10%, averaging around 5%. and those defects are usually relatively small: things we can still sell after knocking $5-10 off the usual price. we make less money but we still make money and there is no waste generated. in march preorders we had a total defect rate of around 20-30% (i think?) and the minis, when considered alone, had a defect rate of around 60%. this is already absolutely horrendous, but it’s not just the defect rate but the type of defect. of the defective miniskirts, around 30% were so defective that they are unsellable. we’re still planning to sell them as scrap material later, but we’ll be selling them under cost—i.e. losing money on them—just in the hopes that someone will find use in them so that we aren’t generating a huge amount of waste. we ended up paying $16k out of pocket to have those skirts remade for the people who preordered them.
we’re doing what we can to mitigate this—making smaller, more frequent orders, doubling down on quality checking both on our end and our factory’s, and we’re on the look for a new manufacturer so hopefully we can increase our volume. but this is a process that can take months, sometimes years. it takes a lot of time and money and work to suss out a new factory.
there’s no magic solution to this. we’re in a painful growth period right now because we just can’t keep up. we’re a super small business and it’s really difficult to scale up because at this point we’ve outpaced our manufacturer’s ability to produce. we only have so many hands and so much time in a day to hunt down a new factory while also managing all our existing work.
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I’m so sorry but also thank you for giving me permission to ramble. Jubilee is pretty much by and large a normal ass woman Pre getting abducted by mindflayers she was working in the family business a bakery and taking care of two little sisters by day and frantically researching to figure out more about her sorcery/preforming at taverns to help make ends meet by night.
She grew up poor but with two doting mothers she’s actually half-tiefling half-elf. The tiefling mama runs a bakery, elf mom works with messenger pigeons. They had Jubilee and her younger sister Opal via a magic item. Jubilee got her other sister via crime some dragonborn we’re selling eggs as slaves and 10 years old Jubilee, rescued one she was trying to rescue all of them but failed because she was to small to carry them. So now she has lost a red Dragonborn sister. They are very poor like most people from the lower city of Baldur’s gate but she was more than happy with her family. Her family by and large lived on the pastries that had gone stale however often takes stale pastries and distributes them to street urchins and others who look sad or like they could use them. She’d often forgo her own share of food in favor of her sisters or giving it folks that need it more a bad habit that follows her to camp. She just can’t eat until she knows all her beloved friends have had their share.
She also acts way more like a bard than a sorcerer, when she was little she was teased not only for being a tiefling but being weird even for a tiefling because of her Draconic scales. She used a floppy hat to hide her horns and fluffy skirts to hide her tail as a little kid when her sister started picking up these habits of hiding who they are she forced herself to own it, and while she still struggles with self esteem she’s much better for it. So her attempt of owning it/coming of confident along with her side hustle of playing songs that seem far to sad for such a cheerful and doting gal make her seem very bard like.
The confidence is false but it’s a very impressive facade, she’s in deeply over her head however she can’t look like that because she needs to be useful to her companions. She loves all the companions so dearly but is wholly convinced that she is worthless to them if she can’t help them/be of services. So she is constantly of service cooking, making time for them, derailing their world saving missions to help with their personal issues. She completely shoves her own quest about finding the origins of her sorcery aside for their sake. She’s very doting and overly compassionate but unfortunately can be pushy when it comes to her people pleasing often dragging other members of the party into quest to help people.
The companions genuinely love her however she really can’t fathom why anyone would like her they are all cool and special and she’s just a boring little baker. The companions (barring jaheria) also don’t really notice this because she’s used to being strong for her moms and sisters so she’s gotten real good at burying her feelings. Their are little cracks though how she waits to eat, how she tells Shadowheart to save her healing for someone that really needs it, the pain and longing in her eyes as she speaks about her family and the way she more often then not takes over guard shifts because she was having nightmares. Surface pressure from enchanto meets canary in a coal mine by the crane wives is a lovely description of her emotional state.
I will be back with more but it is nearly 1am and I have class tomorrow so love you bye.
She sounds really well through out and admirable!
I really like the idea of her having a family waiting for her in Baldur's gate, or even the idea of one of her sister accidentally being kidnapped with her.
Maybe that's how they got her, they were attempting to get one of her sisters instead, maybe the dragonborn, but she pushed her out of the way and saved her yet doomed her own self in the process.
Imagine the sweet reunion when she finally makes it back home to her mothers and sisters. Now a much stronger and capable sorcerer then before.
You can even homebrew her sorcery to include some musical themes in them if you want. It's very flexible, and she can take a dip or two in bardic schools to get some of the supportive spells to really sell the whole dotting figure. Where she'd spend her remaining healing spell slots on her companions instead of herself.
While I could see karlach, Gale and Shadowheart going with the flow and relaying on her facade of the nurturing big sister, i think other companions wouldn't buy it.
Wyll for instance, Minthara too.
Jaheira would probably relate to her a bit. She has a similar concept, except she uses a harsh and cold front to veil her true self with.
Minthara can sniff out the deepest insecurity someone has the second she meets them. After you recruit her, she immediately lists all that's wrong with your companions. She has to be good at knowing other's true weaknesses. to survive and thrive in drow culture
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A personal account of detransition, reasons for it, and pain points with the community
So, on this hellsite, I am going to address a spicy topic. I'm not sure I should, but I believe I am not alone and it is a virtue to speak up.
I must preface this with saying that I wish no one harm, nor do I impose choices on others. I wish to be seen and to let others feel seen.
I'm a 26-year-old MtF dentransitioner (a desister, more accurately). (Pardon my oldschool language, but there is clarity in it which the modern lingo lacks). I have comorbid(?) ADHD with strong autistic traits, but I wouldn't call myself autistic - this is just a manifestation of ADHD and poor socialization.
My decision to detransition is not one made out of self-hatred, or "internal transphobia" as some might claim. I stay every bit as feminine (which is not very) in my expression. I desisted because I - and frankly, I'm not alone - have been systematically mislead about benefits and drawbacks of these procedures.
Let's start off with a banger I found today, which tipped my scales. Here's a study that simultaneously purports to alleviate detransitioning fears, and is so starkingly bad at it that it is still cited by far-right haters: https://academic.oup.com/jcem/article-abstract/107/9/e3937/6572526
This study finds a desistance rate close to 20% in natal males (amab) and 30% in natal females (afab), but puts a positive spin on it. "More than 70% continue with the treatment!" What it omits, and what every endocrinologist worth their salt will tell you, is that those who don't often walk away with severe reproductive dysfunction, depression, and hormonal imbalances. And that's not even taking the Bottom Surgery into account. (See below). That 30% number may seem awfully high, but it checks out among those with whom I kept company in my young adulthood. Rates up to 10% have been suggested by studies before.
This is not the topic that you can bring up in a polite society, much less inside The Community. The Community is hardened by years of fighting war trolls from 4chan, evil witches of TERF, and dissenters in general.
The Community will tell you that every dissenter is a plant. The Community will delete posts of detrans/trans regret pains on suspicion of nothing from relevant subreddiys, then proceed to defend the decision by saying the posts are no longer there, so the posters must be trolls. There's absolutely zero genuine discussion being fostered about actual neccesity and efficacy of, let's face it, invasive care - facts are weapons in the Culture War on Trans Folk, therefore inconvenient ones must be silenced.
I recently saw a post making rounds, clsiming yet again that regret rates of "bottom surgeries" (SRS, or genital reassignments) are less than 1%. Another brings up that this is literally less than for heart surgery - on top of being implausibly small for any invasive surgery - but this is then framed as the evidence for wonder and neccesity of care. Needless to say, there's nary a cited source in sight. Indeed, I've seen the 99%/1% claim many times on what looks like powerpoint slides, never with a citation.
The numbers you can find on PubMed are less fun. Immediate rates of complication is, by different accounts, from 25 to 50 per cent (I am a hypocrite and providing no sources, searching PubMed isn't hard and you get a fuller picture than if I gave youa single link). The most frequent one is tissue degeneration - essentially graft rejection - in about a third of cases. Even in the best case, neogenitalia are numb (because nerve healing, insofar it occurs at all, takes about a decade), floppy, cause urination problems and are frequently inflamed. Nevertheless, the operations are advertised (even by surgeons, who should know better) as giving you "fully functional" genitalia, and popular hearsay would have you believe that you get a cool cyberpussy which is a hundred times better. It's not. Plastic surgery is appearance-only, functions are limited and incidental, and operations have no standard procedure.
When I last brought it up in my trans chat, the first person to reply did so using a phrase "I know you masturbate to axe-wounds on Reddit, but..." It didn't get much more civil than that.
This is far from atypical, btw. Much can be saud about transfem communities recently eschewing any reflection on learned toxic masculinity, or, indeed, making themselves less of a man outside or inside - the work can be relegated to magical hormones.
I'm going to go there, too. Call me a lookist, a transphobe, a bitter fuckup. Maybe I am. But imma say out loud:
Hormones will not make you pass. Also, passing is a real, non-arbitrary thing.
The Community, right now, will not tell you that you do not look like your desired gender. It is considered rude, sometimes hateful, and a general faux pas. I absolutely get the reasons for this, and I used to stand behind and to perpetrate those reasons. However, after seeing more and more people changing their documents and getting bottom surgeries before getting to shave their neckbeards, I realize that might not be a good thing.
As an ADHD person, I am often confused about things. As a troubled person, I was often confused about myself. I thought that if I hayed myself and liked girls and feminine things, then I must become a girl to love myself. I now realize that is not true. I am lucky to make my realization before making truly irreversible decisions, and am content with minor health complications as a price of self-discovery. Still, I know some who paid a steeper price, and I wonder how many more will.
I leave you with a link to Society for Evidence-based Gender Medicine, which I found today, for most succinctly putting most of the talking points I wish I could express myself. They're the reason I'm bothering to make the post at all - by myself, I'm not a very persuasive person. https://segm.org/Dutch-studies-critically-flawed
#trans care#transitioning#detransitioning#desisting#detransitioner#desister#hormone replacement therapy#hrt#sex reassignment surgery#srs#personal#horrible bigotry
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weird q: 3 6 7 13 17 40
ty ily <3
3. What is your writing ritual and why is it cursed?
i find the most uncomfortable position to sit in, usually with my laptop burning up on my crossed legs, acquire a beverage, open a doc, stare at it for 10 to 20 minutes, shuffle some sentences and word choices around, get upset that i don't know where the story is going, give up. it is cursed for obvious reasons.
6. What is your darkest fear about writing?
i’m vain, always have been. probably a symptom of being praised too much as a child (the pretty gifted one etc etc) but it means i’m afraid of writing stories people don’t like, stories that aren’t beautiful and profound. ironically, this probably has the effect of making my writing overworked and try hard. my perfectionism slows me down but i’m afraid of falling short. of what, i’m not sure.
7. What is your deepest joy about writing?
easily, providing other people with a vision of themselves that feels true and good. whether they’re folks like me (poc and queer) or not. if i have captured some essence, some quality they recognise about themselves and see truthfully and positively reflected back from my story—that’s it. i don’t need anything else. it could be a line or a moment or a scene. i want to bring joy in a space where so often there is only pain or nothingness.
13. What is a subject matter that is incredibly difficult for you write about? What is easy?
subjects that are enjoyable but emotionally taxing for me: gender and race, cause… well, y’all get it.
something else that’s difficult for me to write about because i don’t know where i stand and i like to write from a position of confidence, is the end of the world. my main original fiction project novel takes place after the end of the world and tries to posit some vision of a flourishing future but—my thesis statement/moral of the story is all muddled because i don’t know… what role does violence have in this future? how do we assimilate/navigate difference? what happens when different view points clash to the point of no return? is failure on a large scale inevitable? what do trees know that we don’t? is intelligence the problem? etc etc etc i get tied up in knots.
love, i find easy to write about. i’m not sure how good i’m at it in real life. it’s scary for me, i’ve been let down a lot, but the idea of it, stories about it are my bread and butter.
17. Talk to me about the minutiae of your current WIP. Tell me about the lore, the history, the detail, the things that won’t make it in the text.
weeeelllll the main thing i’m tryna work on right now is my novel about the end of the world and community and interspecies flourishing and it takes place in a future we can’t quite see yet in which the revolution happened without us (humans). the forest had enough. now, a few thousand survivors remain and they’re trying to come to terms with the aftermath. this is about cohabitation and compromise and survival but the survivors don’t all understand the stakes. there are some who’re willing to fight for the community—the forest and humans and the fungi and everyone—and some who just want to burn the world down for spite. it’s about language and how we understand each other across difference and it’s about love. between two and three and a hundred people.
there’s a love triangle that becomes a triad because one of them is in love with both the others and the others tolerate each other but love the first. one of them is what i want in life and the other is what i need and the first is a self-insert cause it’s my first novel and that’s how things are done.
it’s the biggest pain in my ass but i love it very much.
40. Please share a poem with me, I need it.
Essay on Craft by Ocean Vuong
Because the butterfly’s yellow wing
flickering in black mud
was a word
stranded by its language.
Because no one else
was coming — & I ran
out of reasons.
So I gathered fistfuls
of ash, dark as ink,
hammered them
into marrow, into
a skull thick
enough to keep
the gentle curse
of dreams. Yes, I aimed
for mercy —
but came only close
as building a cage
around the heart. Shutters
over the eyes. Yes,
I gave it hands
despite knowing
that to stretch that clay slab
into five blades of light,
I would go
too far. Because I, too,
needed a place
to hold me. So I dipped
my fingers back
into the fire, pried open
the lower face
until the wound widened
into a throat,
until every leaf shook silver
with that god
-awful scream
& I was done.
& it was human.
~
send me a number (or five)!
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my pain scale! my neurologist is making me keep a headache journal (lookin grim, lads) and i made this to help myself stay consistent. it’s def calibrated for migraines since there are things i’m capable of doing at moderate levels of pain but won’t knowing they’d aggravate my specific brand of pain. thought some folks might find it helpful to see a concrete interpretation. typed out below the cut
0 – No pain
1 – The pain is there when I look for it.
2 –The pain is there, but I can ignore it.
3 – The pain is manageable. It’s annoying, but doesn’t affect me much otherwise.
4 – The pain is manageable. I start being cautious with myself, I avoid taking on responsibilities.
5 – The pain is troubling. I avoid exercise and social events.
6 – The pain is troubling. I only partake in relaxed activities.
7 – The pain is distressing. Even relaxed activities are irritating.
8 – The pain is distressing. I spend most of my time in bed.
9 – The pain is overwhelming. I avoid all activities. I may leave bed for ice packs etc.
10 – The pain is overwhelming. I vomit or I am nauseous. I do not leave bed.
#not my photosensitive ass using gray text on a black background 😅#lol over the last week i've had 1 day mild 3 days moderate 3 days severe headaches#i. did not realize it was this bad.#5 weeks until the botox is supposed to hit peak effectiveness so fingers crossed#dear diary
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repost and rate your muse's traits out of 10 in each category !
★ ⸻ COMPASSION: 7/10. kerry is an individual who holds a great deal of compassion for the struggles and pains of ordinary folk, and he understands how hard it is across the board, regardless of where he's risen to in the world. it's a core component of what it is to be a rockerboy in his estimation, as both one himself and a foundational member in the wave that cemented the movement in the public conscious (he thinks a rockerboy that doesn't have a fair amount of compassion is a pretender, as the people are supposed to be a pillar focus). he cares a lot about many things and that drives the score mostly. however, he also can judge people very harshly and severely and very quickly, for things both big and small, and in a way that it would be very difficult to get him to change his mind or tune about it. he can ruin a life with that judgement just as easily as he can help someone.
★ ⸻ BITTERNESS: 4.5/10. the only reason that isn't a lot higher is that kerry has put some serious work into bettering himself when it comes to bitterness, showing it and feeling it, and letting it affect him. kerry has a decent amount of things to be bitter about, and he'd be well within his rights to be if he were more bitter. but it'd be too much atop everything he deals with. it takes a lot of effort and work to keep himself maintaining a good balance on that though.
★ ⸻ HAPPINESS: ?/10. happiness and kerry depends on what his life is like at that time, how he feels mentally, what is going on around him. it's no secret that kerry has tried to take his own life more than a few times, which doesn't need to be elaborated on because it's... pretty self-explanatory. those are the very low periods. but then there's also times where he feels stable, fulfilled, contented, engaged with the world around him instead of numbed and isolated and drifting. so it can change from very low to considerably high.
★ ⸻ POLITENESS: 4/10. kerry knows how to be polite. he can and does treat people perfectly fine, he behaves. but he can also be a mean bastard, snapping his teeth at people and causing problems on purpose, very in their face not regretful about it as all. he has an attitude and a stubborn streak and the backbone to back it up. for the purposes of this, the 'knowing how to treat people and how to act when it matters' doesn't factor in as much.
★ ⸻ MORALITY: 4.5/10. kerry has a very unique moral code that wouldn't align with what others might think is the status quo, black and white scale of good -> bad morality. what is moral to him might not be to someone else and vice versa. however, kerry isn't opposed to doing some pretty considerably terrible stuff (whether himself or having someone else do it through whatever means) or being party to it, and he is okay with a lot of terrible or awful things too. so his scale of morality is very skewed. he's not an extremely moral person. his code is definitely his own, and he doesn't share much about it.
★ ⸻ CHIVALRY: 6/10. this is... a weird metric, weird trait to grade. kerry doesn't target vulnerable or weak people or take advantage of them, he looks out for them and seeks ways to help (charitable things, outreach, so on). personally he looks out for people he cares about and tries to protect them. he tries to do the right thing for loved ones, all that. but classic 'chivalry' isn't a good thing to measure him by at all, so that 6/10 is a bit of a [raspberry] thing and applies to his personal life and people in it, not broadly.
★ ⸻ PRIDE: career/profession wise? 9/10. personally? 5/10. kerry is extremely proud about his career, about work. he knows exactly who he is, his talent, what he's accomplished, how much it all means, so on. personally, he can use pride as a bit of a shield and an element of bravado, a face to show people, a bolster to stubbornness, but he actually feels very insecure/unconfident about a lot when it comes to himself.
★ ⸻ HONESTY: 6.5/10. kerry tells a lot of white lies or otherwise selectively conceals a lot from those around him. however, he doesn't like lying, and can find maintaining those lies exhausting. he doesn't feel good about lying. he can tell some pretty big lies, but he tries to be truthful when he can. he knows the value honesty can and does have with the people that matter to him. on a professional level, it's probably a 4/10, if only because he is intensely private and often lies to the public and media about things, or otherwise deflects entirely. i personally don't think that really counts though. it's part of the persona and image he has to maintain for very obvious reasons.
★ ⸻ BRAVERY: 7/10. i don't know, i think you have to be pretty brave to have the career kerry has for as long as he's had it and to be where he is in the world. it's hard, demanding, scary, exhausting, rough, etc. less brave people would've folded years ago. sure, he might hesitate sometimes, his fear might stop him from doing things, but that's natural. that's human. overall? not to be cheesy, kerry has to be brave to simply be him I think, if that makes sense. it's not for the weak-hearted.
★ ⸻ RECKLESSNESS: 7/10. kerry is extremely impulsive, brash, sometimes self-destructive. he can make hair-trigger decisions and he doesn't always think a lot before jumping into something. he can jump with both feet into something and then have to figure out what to do about it after. that value lowers with the more work he puts into himself, and with someone more tempered there to steady him too.
★ ⸻ AMBITION: 10/10. look at who he is, what he's built and accomplished. he's a global superstar, cemented in history and culture, with a legacy and legend to boot. you don't get that without insane ambition. this doesn't really need explained much more past that.
★ ⸻ LOYALTY: 8/10. just look at how he was with johnny for nearly two decades, remaining stubbornly loyally by his side even when everyone else (very reasonably) gave up on him. when it really matters, kerry is extremely loyal to the people he loves or cares about, and that is something he is very proud of.
★ ⸻ LOVE: 8/10. kerry has so much love to give to people who have earned it and who matter. he has been horribly hurt in the past, he has been abused and mistreated and used, he's made terrible decisions and had them made in regard to him, and more, but still, that love has always persisted, even if he can be very guarded with it. he has a lot of it locked behind a million walls. it's worth getting past those walls for it though.
★ ⸻ SENSE OF FAMILY: 4/10. middle of the road on this only because kerry has... never really known what a 'sense of family' is supposed to be. he never had much of one when he was younger so anything regarding family has been something he’s clawed together himself, so he doesn't have a good experience or basis to judge it off of. the sense of family is something that, again, he builds and improves and works on when he does actually get a family and puts effort into that.
★ ⸻ ATTRACTIVENESS: ? 10/10. kerry is a gorgeous individual. we aren't going to count what fans/the public thinks of him here because that's a weird metric. but kerry's attractive. beautiful, handsome, gorgeous, pretty, whatever. he is.
★ ⸻ AGILITY: 7/10...varies? kerry is fast and slippery. he always has been. if we're going to count instrument playing in agility, top marks, 10/10. his agility/coordination for that is truly insane. he can sometimes be clumsy just meandering the house day-to-day, but that can be normal. he runs a lot, he exercises (yoga, weights, stretches, other exercise), he stays considerably active. he's not remarkable in that he's some marvel, but his agility is nothing to sneeze at either. it's something that's come in handy a lot.
★ ⸻ SEX DRIVE: 9-10/10. kerry has a very high libido. he likes sex, he likes it often and varied, he likes it in many forms. barring certain circumstances (mental health/mood related, energy related, etc), he's more or less always down for it. that isn't to say his sex drive isn't unmanageable or a problem, it's just high, and he's fine with that. it makes him feel good.
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I finally caved and made the lazy regency stays
It's not that I'm keeping track or anything, but I think this is my 4th attempt at regency stays.
The first time, I made short stays because I figured it would be easy since I wouldn't need to fiddle with the fit over the hips. They turned out fine, and are serviceable. But I think I made the bust cups too deep for my bust size, because the top edge of the stays comes considerably higher up than mid-bust, so it forms a hard ridge that shows through my regency gowns that I had to sew a separate bodiced petticoat to hide.
Then I tried twice to make the Bernhardt stays. The first time failed, for a number of reasons that I detailed here, including the fact that you can't really scale up the pattern correctly when you have scoliosis in your thoracic spine. I also had issues with fitting the bust gores, which is an issue I have with any c0rset that involves bust and hip gores instead of shaped panels. See, the problem is that I have a very, very small chest, so I always felt like I had to take a deep breath and hold it while wearing and trying on stays/mockups. Because if I let that breath out or slouched, my bust would just slither past the bottom point of the bust gores and disappear and flatten into the stays. On my second attempt at the Bernhardt stays, the only way I could get it to work was to just omit the bust cups entirely and use the underbust version of the pattern with the top edge of the stays stabilized by straight-grain tape. It works, but these stays are back-lacing and a pain in the rear to get myself into. I haven't timed it, but I'm pretty sure it takes my at least 5 minutes to adjust the lacing behind me to get the damned thing on, and then I spend another 5 minutes fussing with them because they loosen, and then my bust threatens to slither down again.
So finally, I caved and made the "C0rset a la Paresseuse" which crosses in the back and ties in the front. And lo and behold, just like every other costumer has said, this thing is a game changer. Amazing how stays that are marketed for comfort and ease of travel and uh...invalids...would work so well for a 21st century person with scoliosis who is currently battling a case of costochondritis, innit? Almost like that was the whole point....
I can't show pictures of my in the stays because...I don't think it would be a decent thing to take pictures of? But they are perfect. They give the exact silhouette that I've been trying to achieve through all my previous attempts at regency stays. And they take all of 10 seconds to put on by myself. Like I said. Game changer.
The only problem that this stays pattern didn't solve for me was the aforementioned issue with my bust trying to slither past the bust cups and flatten out. Which, like I've said, is a problem I have with all c0rsets where you have to cut a slit and insert a bust gore, and is more of a me problem than a problem with the pattern.
Turns out, the solution is to add some quilting to the stays so that the bust cups are outlined by cording and for a shelf for your bust to sit on, sort of like the underwire of a bra. The extra stitching along that outline, especially just under the bust, also acts like stay-stitching to stabilize that area and keep it from stretching out, so that my bust can't slither down past it. It's almost like folks back then put cording into their c0rsets in those exact places for a reason.......
I also learned that cording by hand is actually really easy. I can't believe I've never attempted it before, but now I want to do allllll the cording. I might even make one of those 1830s fan-lacing corded c0rsets just for fun, even though I hate 1830s fashion and have no plans to make any costumes from that era.
#sewing#regency fashion#tricia sews (kind of)#sorry for the lack of pictures this time#lesson learned is to not overthink it#those back-lacing long-line c0rsets are beautiful but they just don't work for my body#but this alternative existed back then and it was made this way because it worked and it made people's lives easier#so it'll work for the modern costumer too
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Medical Myths Unmasking: All About Heart Disease
Today, we're diving into the world of heart disease myths. Buckle up because we're about to debunk some misconceptions, learn the facts, and take steps toward a healthier heart.
Myth 1: Heart Disease Only Affects the Elderly
It's time to put this myth to rest. Heart disease isn't just a concern for our grandparents; it can impact people of all ages. In fact, younger folks can be at risk too, especially if they have a family history or engage in risky behaviors like smoking or a poor diet.
The Truth:
Heart disease risk factors include genetics, lifestyle choices, and more. It's never too early to start taking care of your heart.
Myth 2: A Healthy Diet Doesn't Matter If You Have Good Genes
Here's a common misconception: some believe that if heart disease runs in their family, there's nothing they can do about it. Wrong! Your genes do play a role, but your lifestyle choices can tip the scales in your favor.
The Truth:
A heart-healthy diet, regular exercise, and stress management can significantly reduce your risk, even with a family history.
Myth 3: Cholesterol Isn't a Big Deal
Some folks downplay the importance of cholesterol in heart health. "It's just a number, right?" Not quite. High cholesterol levels can clog your arteries, leading to heart problems down the road.
The Truth:
Monitoring and managing your cholesterol levels is essential. Diet, exercise, and medication can help keep them in check.
Myth 4: Heart Attacks Are Always Painful and Obvious
We've seen it in movies—a person clutches their chest, gasping for breath. But in reality, heart attacks can be sneakier than that. Symptoms can vary, and sometimes they're subtle.
The Truth:
Watch out for symptoms like chest pain, shortness of breath, fatigue, or nausea. If something feels off, don't hesitate to seek medical help.
Myth 5: If You're Thin, You're Safe from Heart Disease
Being slim doesn't automatically grant you a heart disease immunity card. Skinny or not, your lifestyle habits play a crucial role in your heart health.
The Truth:
Maintaining a healthy weight, eating a balanced diet, and staying physically active are key factors in preventing heart disease.
Myth 6: Supplements Can Replace a Healthy Diet
While supplements have their place, they can't fully replace a nutritious diet. Some believe they can pop a pill and forget about fruits and veggies—nope, doesn't work that way.
The Truth:
Supplements are meant to supplement, not replace. A well-balanced diet should be your primary source of essential nutrients.
Myth 7: Heart Disease Is a Man's Problem
Ladies, this one's for you. Heart disease isn't just a "man's problem." It's the leading cause of death for women worldwide. Let's break this stereotype!
The Truth:
Both men and women should be aware of their heart health. Risk factors may vary, but heart disease doesn't discriminate.
Myth 8: You Can't Have a Social Life if You're Heart-Healthy
Some people fear that a heart-healthy lifestyle means giving up all the fun stuff. Not true! You can still enjoy life while taking care of your heart.
The Truth:
Balancing social outings with healthy choices is key. Opt for heart-smart menu options, and don't forget to dance the night away!
Myth 9: Medication Solves Everything
Medications can work wonders, but they're not magic pills that fix everything. They should complement lifestyle changes, not replace them.
The Truth:
Medications can be a valuable part of heart disease management, but a holistic approach is usually more effective.
Myth 10: You Can't Reverse Heart Disease
Finally, let's bust the myth that heart disease is a one-way street. With the right lifestyle changes, you can slow down or even reverse the progression of heart disease.
The Truth:
A heart-healthy diet, exercise, quitting smoking, and managing stress can make a significant positive impact on your heart health.
Conclusion: Let's Set the Record Straight
There you have it, folks—ten common heart disease myths debunked! It's crucial to separate fact from fiction to protect your heart and live a long, healthy life. Remember, your heart deserves the best care, so make informed choices, stay active, and savor those heart-healthy meals. Your future self will thank you!
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Spoonie Life: Research & Development
My current goal in improving my wellbeing is to gather and reassess all scales I'm using to get through my day. Pain scale, mood scale, anxiety scale, and so on and so on. I'm gonna examine how I use them, whether there is more useful version available, how I need to alter them to make them more useful for me and so on and so on.
When I'll be sufficiently sure it's a right set for me, I'm gonna pay an artist to arrange them all into the MMO RPG interface. With two versions, "play mode" and "tutorial mode" with all the gauges and meters explained. And then I'll print it A3, frame it and hung over my desk to use as a help option if I'll ever become too overwhelmed to remember how to help myself. Also because I believe it's a cool idea.
And I'll probably publish this here for other spoonies to twist and alter to their needs.
Tools I am using/testing for now:
mood scale, but going from -5 to +5 with 0 as a neutral "meh okay" mood (I'm bipolar, both extremes are problematic in different ways)
energy scale, also -5:+5, with 0 as "just enough energy to keep myself going without generating chores-debt"
pain scale 0:10 but explained for autistic folks (I'll post it later here because I believe it's too useful to not be a common knowledge)
Goldstein Expanded Pain Index aka GEPI, which splits "pain" into "intensity of pain"+"difficulty of doing tasks"+"difficulty of talking/communicating"+"difficulty of moving around" (I just found it and it's awesome, thank you forever Tumblr for this one, I'm experimenting how well it suits me. I think I'll twitch it to go 0:20 instead of 0:16 because it's more round of a number and round numbers are easier for me, but it's awesome anyway)
fear/anxiety scale (it used to be simple 0:5 scale but I need to readjust it for background level of anxiety vs sudden spikes of anxiety, I don't know yet how)
fidgeting/anchoring need - how much I need to do something to make myself more centered. It's not actually a scale I can read... more like a little widget glowing gold (nice) or red(?)/deep dark purple(?) (alarming) if I have buffs available to cast or debuffs possible to neutralize. I can assess how do I feel exactly, what tasks I need to do, what resources and stats I need to do them, what activities do have available and how exactly will every one of them alter my state. Usually it translates to something like "brain very very tired, body anxious, I'll make some backstitch on this petticoat until my tiredness spread more evenly so I'll be able to get some actual rest". Or "would be nice to get some sense of success and accomplishment, I think I'll invest an hour to sew that little non-urgent repair". It has so incredible variety to it that I feel like buff/debuff mechanism is really the best approximation I can come up with
Spoons. And Spell Slots. I use them, but none of them are not quite good for me. It's not that amount of spoons varies day-to-day (although it does). It's more that spoon-cost / mana-cost of different actions varies day-to-day. It seems that in my case it's somehow based on category of task and particular task can be assign to multiple categories at once. Repetitive, Creative, Crafting, Organizing, One-Time, Intellectual, Manual, It Will Be Judged, Scheduling Involved, etc etc etc. Also size differences. There are days when certain categories seems almost cost-free. And others have hard limits. I'm thinking maybe I should switch to Resources or Willpower Points that I need to burn to power through those categories of tasks that are Cursed Today? And develop better categories for tasks, to better assess which are Free Today and which are Cursed Today?
Is it everything? Remains to be seen.
Physical Health Maintenance. Particularly How Much Hungry I Feel gauge and Accumulated Calories Debt meter. But also checklists related to my physical illnesses.
with all the other things out of the way, I'm starting to see there's also an area of Mental Clutter, where if I have too much things to do, I cannot muster energy to do neither of them. And clear priorities seems to add to my energy level. But that remains to be examined as I work all the other parameters out of the way.
#spoonie#spoonie life#life as RPG#i play on Hard/Nightmare i need to pay attention to my numbers#visualization#visualization but with extra flair#live your life with whimsy. you usually only get one so you can't do it fancier the second time#distracted dainty demon rants
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Cbd Dosage Calculator: Whats The Most Effective Cbd Dose
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I’m A First-time User: How Do I Begin Taking Cbd?
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Dose – How A Lot Cbd Should I Take? And The Way Often Ought To I Take It?
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Recommended Cbd Dosage For Ache, Anxiousness & Sleep
How To Calculate Cbd Content In Oil
If you merely swallow the CBD, it must journey through your digestive system the place it must be damaged down and then absorbed into the liver. Additionally, it is best to digest CBD withfood to increase your bioavailability. You must also ask a physician who’s experienced in utilizing CBD or hemp extracts with patients to get professional steering. It’s a small price to pay in comparison with the record of side effects caused by prescription drugs. Depending on the frequency and severity of your signs, you may want between 25–175 mg of CBD day by day to combat them. CBD is understood for its ability to scale back stress and anxiousness and mitigate both pain and inflammation. Increasing the quantity of CBD oil steadily is the best way to determine one of the best CBD dosage.
I suggest lower CBD doses at first as a end result of if the dose is simply too high, it may trigger some unwanted effects, corresponding to sleepiness, lowered blood stress, lightheadedness, or diarrhea. Side-effects are a cue to dial your dose back to the final one that didn’t produce these effects. Currently, the commonest method to deliver CBD to your system is thru CBD oil drops. They’re comparatively easy to make use of and allow you to absorb CBD immediately into the bloodstream versus capsules and edibles. Many consumers that are utilizing CBD Oil are not clear on themeasurementfactors that pertain to CBD oil, and fnding out what number of mg in ml of CBD is within the tincture can get tricky. If you'll have the ability to understand what number of mg in ml of CBD is in your tincture then you’ll be in a position to justify the price to strength of CBD.
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Many younger working folks use CBD to chill out, whereas additionally benefiting from the additional benefits related to sleep problems, overstimulation and more.
A disadvantage is capsules will offer a one-size-fits-all dose at 15 mg per capsules.
Whether it is chronic pain, anxiety, melancholy, sleep disorders, or other afflictions, many people are now turning to CBD products to relieve symptoms of their ailments.
Increase consumption by 10 mg each week, until you notice the specified effects.
These oils each have their own well being advantages, which a quick Google search will present, so it could be troublesome to resolve which one is best.
CBD topical products include CBD oils, lotions, lotions, and extra, with CBD oil being the commonest. Most edibles want about an hour before you start to feel the results, and the results last around six to eight hours.
I’m A First-time User: How Do I Start Taking Cbd?
CBD microdosing is a way that involves taking very small amounts of CBD on a daily schedule. It’s not a way to take CBD daily, but somewhat an method to take for 2-3 days to figure out your optimal dosage level.
Absorbance values of unknown samples are then interpolated onto the plot or formulation for the standard curve to discover out their concentrations.
You shall be happy to know that CBD capsules additionally supply the same ease of finding your dose as gummies since every is premeasured.
To proceed dilute the contents of a 1 mL BSA standard (2 mg/mL) into a number of clear vials, ideally using the same diluent as the check samples.
This biphasic thought may be new to some readers, nevertheless it isn’t all that unusual.
These CBD dosage estimates are extrapolations drawn from our group survey and shouldn't be regarded as medical recommendation. All the data we publish on our web site is for informational purposes only and not meant to switch the recommendation of your healthcare provider, or other licensed professional. This might not look like it is, but this "official" statement is subjective to our agreement. Any info you devour from our web site should be regarded as a third-party view. As a end result, any reliance on such info is entirely your accountability.
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This is as a end result of doing so would cause you to ingest greater than the daily beneficial restrict of 70mg of CBD per day. While there isn’t a precise dose you ought to be aiming for, the common golden rule of CBD is to begin out low and slowly grow. This means if you first get began with CBD, it’s always finest to begin with a low dose. You can then construct up your dosage till you reach your candy spot. This is if you start to feel the outcomes you’re in search of. At this point, you should cease growing your dose and be according to what you’re taking.
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But, if you want to compare the CBD content of two completely different products, it’s not apples to apples.
So, if you end up questioning what number of drops of CBD oil must I take – think of your measurement and people similar to you.
Certain kinds of CBD extracts also are probably to have a stronger impression on sleep.
These oils each have their very own well being benefits, which a fast Google search will present, so it can be tough to resolve which one is finest. Be aware, some merchandise don’t truly comprise a measured dose of CBD.
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Some search the proper CBD dosage for anxiousness, and some are on the lookout for an ideal CBD oil dosage for sleep. But they will obtain no fastened really helpful CBD oil dosage in the markets. The easiest method to determining your optimum CBD oil dose is to make use of the CBD Oil Dosage Calculator above to determine your “mild strength” dose on your weight. Start with a low dose and gradually improve it each day till you experience aid from signs or receive negative results. In case, you expertise any opposed reactions, reduce subsequent dose to the previous amount that did not cause any negative results. If you’ve never used CBD oil before, don’t start with a excessive dosage.
It is recommended that you just not take more than your initial dose till no much less than 2 hours later given the delayed impact. Generally, a product with lower than 15 mg/ml is taken into account low-potency. A product with between mg/ml is considered normal potency. A product with 50 mg/ml or more is considered high-potency. You’ll need to take more of a low-potency product compared to a high-potency one to realize the same dosage degree.
Dose – How A Lot Cbd Ought To I Take? And The Way Typically Should I Take It?
In some scientific trials, participants ingested as a lot as 35 occasions the recommended CBD dose based on their physique weight with only mild to moderate unwanted side effects reported. CBD toxicity investigations present that it's a very forgiving pure drugs. In some cases, scientific trial members ingested up to 35 instances the recommended CBD dose primarily based on their physique weight with solely mild to moderate side effects reported. To summarize, microdosing includes taking tiny doses of CBD many occasions through the day. You will sometimes divide the dose you choose (e.g., the minimum effective dose of 25 mg CBD) into ten micro doses taken about every hour.
An efficient therapeutic dose could additionally be double the quantity based mostly on the burden formulation.
In order to maximize the potential benefits of CBD vape juice, you must first decide the efficiency of it.
That is why it is always greatest to buy CBD merchandise from respected producers who can produce a certificate of analysis displaying the THC content material.
While edibles can are available in many different forms, at Simply CBD, we offer CBD gummies.
CBD may take hours to work, but this depends on the user’s metabolism, frequency of CBD usage and dosage, kind of CBD they’re utilizing, and their size and weight.
If you’ve never used CBD oil before, don’t start with a excessive dosage.
Currently, CBD products are not but regulated by the FDA which suggests no official dosing tips have been launched for CBD Oil. Most distributors and brands will provide the most effective practices and the overall guidelines of thumb you ought to use. CBD dosage guides exist all over the internet, but these should be treated with a grain of salt because no one knows the actual guidelines. In this article, we’ll discuss what number of mg in a ml to find a way to determine the serving measurement and focus of CBD content you’d like to use.
Tips On How To Calculate Cbd Content – Associated Questions
From there, you'll have the ability to determine what number of drops you want to use. Some products, corresponding to CBD gummies, capsules, or pills, inform you how much is in a single serving. For instance, the packaging on a bottle of CBD capsules might point out that there are 5 mg of CBD per capsule. As this 2017 evaluate exhibits, quite a lot of research has found that it’s a comparatively safe remedy. The studies analyzed in that review didn’t show that there’s one common dosage of CBD that everyone ought to take.
It is beneficial to seek the assistance of your well being care provider for advice on how a lot CBD you must take.
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CBD Drops (.50 mL), giving you time to gauge how that dosage may affect you and more and more accordingly if desired.
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Sometimes, producers make it very simple for you and display the CBD concentration per 1 ml of the oil directly on the label. Good to know that the formula for determining the focus of CBD oil may be very easy. In this case, the suitable starting dose for you would be about 56 mg of CBD per day. Now you need to find out how a lot CBD oil you will require to succeed in this dose. However, based on a 2011 examine, printed in Current Drug Safety, the “toxic” dose of CBD falls somewhere round 20,000 mg of CBD, taken virtually all at once. To perceive this, it’s important to note that the advised starting dose for many conditions is someplace round 5-20 mg per day. While we aren’t medical consultants, we can help reply some of these questions and provide you with a software to get you began, even if you're new to cannabis.
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The Arthritis Foundation states CBD appears pretty protected and would possibly help certain types of pain. There are no set-in-stone dosing guidelines for CBD– these must wait for clinical research. However, the dosing pointers given listed below are generally used and recommended by physicians who've experience with using CBD. Dosing depends on a number of factors– including your weight and the severity of any signs you are trying to address. The typical dosage is 1–6 mg CBD per 10 pounds of body weight. For example, an excellent place to start could be 15 mg CBD per day, assuming you weigh about one hundred fifty kilos. The chart above can be utilized as a reference for a way much to begin with.
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Apart from medical recommendation from your GDP, you can find beneath some information regarding CBD oil dosage as a basic guideline as properly as the instructed dosage for varied conditions. As a new consumer, you need to begin with a low dose gummy and slowly improve the amount you take over time. You may discover it beneficial to cut gummies in half so you can take a lower dose. When reduce in half, you possibly can enjoy a 5mg or 12.5mg gummy, which lets you construct up slowly between doses. Naturecan presents one of many world’s largest ranges of CBD products, from oils, balms and capsules to edibles, vapes, and more. CBD is a pure compound that impacts everyone differently. While side effects have been reported in uncommon instances, these are sometimes mild and often caused through the use of low high quality products or exceeding the recommended dosage.
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