#why do i do this at like 5am when i cant remember shit?

[chaotic-on-main]

sky my lovely!!! first off congratulations you absolute sweetie pie!! so deserved and I cant wait to watch you grow more <3

second!! im sliding a $5 across the ice cream truck counter very suavely to order a pralines and cream with hot fudge (my absolute favorite!!) I'm thinking awkward unspoken feelings friends to lovers type thing?? like how long can we ignore that we woke up in each others arms??? AGH okay I love you mwah mwah thank you

Order up!! One pralines and cream with hot fudge for Mars!

Sky's Summer and 250 Follower Event

☾ Pairings ➼ Megumi Fushiguro x gn!Reader

☾ Content/Warnings ➼ fluff, expletives, one bed, friends to lovers (almost), modern au

☾ Author's Note ➼ Hi Mars!! Thank you so much for sending in a request! I may be a Levi girly, but I gotta admit I had a lot of fun writing this. I definitely did not start this at 2am and decided to stay up til 5am to finish it. I'm queueing this up though, worry not. Also I realized last minute you might have wanted more of the aftermath of waking up in each other's arms so if you would like a second part to this, please let me know?? I wouldn't mind, as I have something in mind that could work. But if I had continued, it would have easily been over 5k words and I need to work on other requests LMAO.

☾ Word Count ➼ ~2.2k

It would figure with your shitty track record, everything and their mother would do anything in their power to stop you from reaching your destination – your hometown. Due to traffic, multiple car wrecks, and now what felt like the heaviest thunderstorm known to man – you find yourself sitting behind the wheel 9 hours into what should have been a 7 hour drive. And according to the GPS display on the dash, you’re still a couple hours away from where you’re supposed to be.

Your knuckles turn white as you grip the steering wheel in distress. The rain comes down in sheets, making the wipers work overtime just to give you a few seconds glimpse at the road ahead. You sat in silence because you had turned the radio off a few miles back so you could focus. A cough to your right startles you and it takes everything within you to not swerve off the road.

“Shit! Megumi, what the fuck.” You hiss, pressing your hand to your chest in a means to calm your beating heart.

“I just coughed, calm down.” Your black haired companion mumbles, rolling his eyes at you. “You’re so dramatic.”

“Well excuse me for trying to keep us alive. If you couldn’t tell, there’s a lot of shit happening outside.” You scowl. In your high-strung concentration, you completely forgot about your best friend sitting in the passenger seat. He’s the whole reason why you’re even going back home in the first place.

One of his friends from high school is getting married back in the hometown where you all grew up. You knew of this friend by association, but that was it. You didn’t even know Megumi back then, even though you went to the same school as him. You had actually met him at the local community college before both getting opportunities in the same city post-graduation. Now that you think back on it, Megumi has been your roommate for as long as you remember.

Maybe that’s why you felt the need to help him when his car decided to take a shit, offering to drive him at the very last minute. You suppose you could have let him just borrow your car, but you were persistent to drive him yourself. You told yourself it was to make sure your car got there and back in one piece. Part of you tells yourself you’re a liar.

Megumi calls your name.

“What?” You squint your eyes, as if that would help you see what was out the blurry windshield.

“Let’s just pull off and get a motel somewhere. This storm is not letting up and it’s already so late. You need a break.”

“I promised to get you there. So I’m doing that.” You frown at the possibility of failing him.

“You’re not breaking that promise by pulling off for the night. We’ll just get up early tomorrow and head straight there.” Megumi insists.

“We’re only a cou-“

“Pull off on the next exit or I’m grabbing the steering wheel from you.” He cuts in wryly.

“Then we’d both be dead, is that what you want?” He doesn’t say anything to that. When you take a second to glance over, you’re met with a slight scowl.

“Ugh, FINE.” You get into the left lane and slow down, waiting for the next exit to come up.

.

Fortunately for you two, there are plenty of places to stay in the little area you pull off into. Unfortunately, every place you call has no vacancies due to this time of year except for a dinky little motel way down the road. It wasn’t your first choice, and you had even offered to drive down to the next exit to find something else. Megumi points out the next exit wasn’t for another 30 miles, so the dinky little motel it was.

“If I get murdered in my sleep, I want you to know it was all your fault.” You mutter to Megumi as you rip open the office door, dripping wet from just a few seconds of being out in the pouring rain.

“You can stay in the car then. It’ll save you money.” He mumbles back quietly.

“Pft, whatever.” You turn your focus to the clerk sitting at the front desk, currently blowing bubbles with chewing gum and scrolling through her smartphone. She doesn’t look up.

“Uh- excuse me?” You call out. She still doesn’t acknowledge you or your friend.

Megumi goes up to the counter and slaps a hand down onto the linoleum covered counter. The clerk jumps up, eyes wide in shock. It takes a moment for her to register there are two customers waiting for her.

“Can I help you?” She says, her tone drenched with boredom.

“Yeah, two rooms please.” Megumi says, holding up two fingers – his ring and pinky.

“Let me see.” The clerk says. She puts her phone down to click around the computer in front of her. She types a few things in, clicks around, then flickers her eyes above the screen to the two of you.

“We only have one room left.” Her monotonous voice was really starting to grate at you.

“Does it at least have two beds?” You ask, annoyance slipping into your voice.

You’re met with a shrug and a pop of bubble gum. You take a step forward, feeling the heat of your frustration simmering. Megumi holds his arm out across your chest and holds you back.

“We’ll take it, thanks.” With that, Megumi pays for it and is handed the keys in turn.

“Check out is 11am. Thanks for staying with us, or whatever.” The lady says, waving her hands dismissively before going back to her phone. If you weren’t so drained, you would have thrown yourself over the counter at her. Maybe it was due to being so drained that you were thinking of doing something so feral. Instead, you take a deep breath and follow Megumi out the door.

The rain still comes down in sheets as you and Megumi rush to grab the bags from the trunk and book it up to the second floor where the room you were staying in lies. Much to your ever growing irritation, the motel in question is one of those that have the open walkways, only the guardrail and overhang serving as protection. Not like it matters anyways, because the rain starts blowing at an angle and pelts you in the face as you struggle to make it to the room.

Your boiling pot of anger threatens to spill over when you stumble into the room behind Megumi to find that there weren't two beds – in fact there was only one. The smallest queen you had ever seen. In the grimiest looking motel room you have ever seen. Dropping your bag to the floor, you groan in frustration.

“That lady sucks.” You rub your face with both hands, pulling your cheeks down and staring over to Megumi. He’s grabbing some extra blankets and a pillow from the storage closet by the bathroom. “What are you doing, ‘Gumi?”

“Getting my spot on the floor ready.” He mutters without looking over to you. After tossing the bedspread onto the floor, he heads to the bathroom. You bound over to him quickly, only to have the door shut in your face.

“Like hell you will. Take the bed, I’ll get the floor.” You shout over the hardwood. He doesn’t respond. Instead of being a normal person who would just wait over the by the bed, you slam your fists into the door.

“You’ve been driving all day. You deserve the bed more than me.” You hear him say, muffled. You stare at the faded, thin carpet under your feet. It’s a dark burgundy, littered randomly with even darker spots. Perhaps it had been a bright red at one point?

“That floor looks like it hasn’t been cleaned since the 90s. Why don’t we just…” You trail off as Megumi opens the door, coming face to face with you. He wasn’t expecting you to be so close. You notice he had changed into dry pajamas, though you’re not sure how he did it so quickly. Nor did you see him bring clothes in with him. You must be really tired.

“Why don’t we just what?” A black eyebrow raises at you in curiosity.

“..Just share the bed.” You mumble under your breath. Turning on your heel, you head over to the side of the bed closest to the wall.

“Do what?” Megumi follows you, frowning slightly. He hadn’t heard you.

“Share the bed.” You say louder, not looking his way. In all the years you both had been roommates, sharing a bed was something that had never come up. It wasn’t needed, for obvious reasons.

“I mean, if that’s okay with you.” He replies back coolly. Your eyes snap up to his, and notice he’s watching you anxiously despite his tone.

“We don’t have to. It was just a suggestion.” You raise your hands up in defense, puffing your cheeks out.

“No, I think it’s the smartest choice we have.”

“You’re sure?”

“I’m sure.”

“Postive?”

“Just go change into dry clothes, dummy.” He rolls his eyes and walks past to his side of the bed. You trill your lips as you push yourself off the bed and into the bathroom after grabbing a pair of pajamas out of your small bag.

You find yourself on your side facing the wall about 10 minutes later. Megumi is tucked under the covers behind you, facing the window you suspect. It’s quiet bar for the ticking of the analog clock on the wall above the tv by the front door. Before getting into bed, he had made sure to lock every lock available to him.

‘Triple reassurance.’ He had said.

You roll onto your back and stare up at the ceiling. That thought from earlier today about why you were so insistent on driving him surfaces to the top of your mind. You turn your head to where Megumi currently lies, his back to you confirming your assumption from before. His black hair pools around his pillow. You think you’re the only person who has ever seen his hair down from his normal spiky style.

“’Gumi?” You whisper over to him. You’re met with silence, which means he must have fallen asleep. Exhausted from the drive today, sleep comes to you just as easily. Your last thought before falling into pitch black nothingness is Megumi's stupidly cute smile.

.

When you wake, you don’t open your eyes right away. You can already tell the sun must be up by the way your eyelids tint pink. Your eyes flutter open and you blink hard a few times to reorient yourself. An ugly navy striped wallpaper glares back at you. Where were you?

You take a second to think. That’s right, you and Megumi had stopped at a motel last night to shelter from the storm for the evening. A small gust of air blows down your neck and it takes everything in you to not jump up and out of bed. Something cinches over your waist and pulls you close and your eyes widen. Wait, Megumi.

Carefully, you slide your hand down to what was around your waist and a breath hitches in your throat. It’s an arm, and not just any arm. It belongs to Megumi – solely based off the fact he was the only one in the bed with you.

By the depth of his breaths, you can tell he’s still sleeping. Good, you think to yourself. Maybe you can move his arm off you gently and not wake him. However, when you go to wrap your fingers around his wrist, he digs his face into your hair and sighs softly. He’s pulling you in closer too, and this is where you’re drawing the line.

“U-uh Megumi.” You say. Your voice is crackly with the lack of moisture.

His breathing steadies out, and suddenly you feel him stiffen up behind you. Slowly, he pulls away and the sadness that comes with the absence of his body heat hits faster than you would have cared to admit.

“S-Sorry.” He mutters behind you, his own voice thick with sleep.

“No, it’s okay.” You squeak out. Pulling yourself out of the covers, you grab your bag and practically run to the bathroom, shutting the door behind you with a soft click.

You don’t come out for another 30 minutes, deciding to take a quick shower to calm yourself down. A few mental arguments later, you feel you can face him. This needed to be talked about. You wanted to talk about it. You take a deep breath and throw the bathroom door open. When you walk out, however, you see Megumi dressed and ready to go by the door, his bag in hand.

“There you are. Ready to head out? If we leave now, we can make it for the rehearsal lunch.” He looks up from his phone that he must have been scrolling on while waiting.

“I-yeah. Megumi, listen-“ You stop with your mouth open, ready to say what you had rehearsed in the steamed up bathroom mirror. But nothing comes out. Instead, you pinch your lips together and give him a nod. “Yeah. Let’s go."

TBH I don't know of any other JJK moots. So if you see this and wanna be tagged in my next JJK fics, please comment to let me know?? Thank you! (I will tag @romantichomicide95 tho because I know she's a Megumi girly)

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi #megumi x reader #megumi x gn!reader #megumi fushiguro x gn!reader #modern au #fluff #one bed #sky's summer event #ice cream order: pralines and cream with hot fudge

[x-nicoganxnicotine-x]

istg its gonna be revealed that we all came together in this life to watch tv while in the same body or some shit. we need to practice doing that again. but like. i would rather chill with these fuckers on a couch irl. we'd all have our own dvd shelves or some massive one. god DAMN we need a break to just chill outside of reality for a bit after this to recover....

ideal rules for reality is just having life be secondary, like a game u go play, then u can come back home to ur personal dreamhouse inbetween sessions. everybody needs breaks man. then u go back to continue whatever life ur feelin. and also u can get all the souls u meets numbers so u can hangout inbetween or plan to meetup in a reality.

like ik a lotta souls value the concept of living genuinely, without knowing ur playing a game, but that choice is needed or else ur just trapped there. like, ig u could have it so when u dream u remember about how it is, choose to leave or not, then forget when u wake up, or get replaced with another similar soul who wants to keep going. but souls really get put into a different state like that. when u view all the pain and discomfort as an outsider, it seems like fun.

shit i just remembered we got asked that once. when dreaming. i cant find the journal about it, only the one talking about it. but the previous ones are about begging god to tell us how to leave and being incredibly suicidal. which would add up. fuck. OK FOUND IT!!!thank fucking god ok i'll transcribe it here⤵️⤵️⤵️

"june 29th 2021

i didnt do shit. 5am again. here i am again. husk. how do i even start? my brain is so fucked. no one can fix me and thats what frustrates me the most. i stay put. still. stand still. i may have lost my DID, but 98% of my thoughts still are talking to someone else but me (lmao if u look at the other entries its so fucking obvious the DID is still there, we were just really blurry for several years). i live in comfort of my hypothetical daydreams. i had a dream last night that i remember being impactful but i dont remember what happened. at one point some being kept asking if i was ready to let my memories be given to someone else and die. i kept saying NO last second bc some part of me didnt want to go. to be fair, dream worlds are better so why would i (want to stay). but i still think i would probably act the same here. all people have of me are my posts, my "memories" to remember me by. its different if im in the room with them for real. i want people to experience me as a person before im ready to die."

then the next entry on the 27th is a 1 and a half page rant on our theory at the time about soul collectives that we didnt know was about soul collectives (we do now). used to think all our past lives fueled a demon who wanted to experience being human but couldnt, so he fed on the memories of our human life cycle, and our current life was the last puzzle piece. which is kinda accurate. all lives serve a purpose to fuel a collective of souls, which now we know pyramids up n up all the way to the whole Source. as far as we understand it anyway.

#💟text

[sakurairin-games]

Thanks for tagging me @beels-little-foodie ♡♡

Rule: Name your favorite character from 10 different fandoms, then tag ten people

In no particular order:

1. Belphegor/satan - obey me!

2. Date Shigezane - Samurai Love Ballad Party

3. Mikage Hisoka - A3!

4. Uesugi Kenshin - Ikemen Sengoku

5. Kyle Ash - Ikemen Revolution

6. Theodorus Van Gogh - Ikemen Vampire

7. Aizawa Shouta - Boku No Hero Academia

8. Shinazugawa Sanemi & Genya - Kimetsu No Yaiba

9. Akaashi Keiji - Haikyuu!!

10. Hanako-kun(Yugi Amane) - Toilet Bound Hanako-kun

Honorable Mentions: literally everyone in OM, A3!, HQ!! and KNY. Kirigakure Hotaru, Sanada Nobuyuki Kakizaki Kageie and Fujibayashi Genya (SLBP).

Sarutobi Sasuke, Aketchi Mitsuhide and Date Masamune (ikesen). Sirius Oswald, Luka Clemence, and Oliver Knight (ikerev).

Isaac Newton and Dazai Osamu (ikevamp). Dabi and Present Mic (Yamada Hizashi) (bnha).

Minamoto Kou and Yashirou Nene (hanako-kun). Kurama(shuichi minamino) and Hiei (yyh).

Tagging: @belphie-chan @mammonthegreat @demongamerkitty @creations-of-a-certain-no-one @sassy-spocko @otome-fangirlnessie @tacogawa @lu-uesugi @oh-boy-me @fizziefizzco

#i probably left some people out in both faves and tagging #why do i do this at like 5am when i cant remember shit? #me: sees a feral and/or sleepy child #me: them. theyre the one #bonus points if theyre both #lookin at you babybel 👀 #tag meme #fave characters tag meme #tag you're it #not really otome?? #idk i need to go back to bed

[deaddovecoterie]

- 𝓭𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓰𝓲𝓮 𝓹𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓼 -

fandom: julie and the phantoms

rating: like K-T

pairing: reggie peters x reader

a/n: a series of miscellaneous headcanons about our best boy reggie :') heres your birthday gift you beautiful mf <3 @whoseblogsthis BUT SERIOUSLY HAPPY BIRTHDAY BITCH

this man is so forgetful, like he would lose his head if it wasn’t connected to him, but he always remembers really random and specific dates like your half birthday, national girlfriends day, national cuddle up day, etc. he always remembers to make small little efforts like that to remind you of how special you are to him

he never liked the corny cliche things that people do for valentine’s day so instead of giving you flowers or something like that, he takes you to block buster to get the most obscure, awful looking movies and you guys watch them all and judge them/make commentary as if you’re movie critics while snuggled up on the couch

reggie loves to be the little spoon :’)

on your first date, he was so nervous to the point where he was shaking the whole time.

this man is so scared of thunder storms, like he absolutely detests them. the loud noises, unnecessary bright flashes? not for him. so every time there’s a storm, you and him make a blanket fort and play video games

you two dressed up as ghosts for halloween and went trick or treating together even though you’re both “too old” to. his reasoning was “it’s free candy and no ones even gonna know??? we have blankets on our heads??” and that was a pretty solid argument

he definitely would facetime you at 3am just to tell you that they found one of your socks that you left at his house

this man has a stash of twinkies hidden somewhere, i just know it

okay so think of 2am drives to get icecream? yeah, that, but hot chocolate at 5am to watch the sunrise together

on early Saturday mornings he would drive to your house with lucky charms and sugary cereals so you guys could watch old cartoons together :')

he's someone who would remember all the little things about you, like why you want to travel to a certain place, your favourite set of sheets to have on your bed, etc

he leaves you random voicemails when he thinks of something

like

"hey baby, its like 6am and I know you're asleep but I just saw a picture I took of you the other day in my camera roll and I just wanted to remind you of how pretty you are. okay bye, love you"

cute shit like that

concerts. every singer that comes to town? you're going. does it matter if either of you knows who it is? no, but you're going anyway. he just loves the loud music and the cheering crowds and having you and him live in the moment jumping up and down with the rest of the people

will most definitely tuck you in if you fall asleep on the couch. he'll take a blanket and tuck it up around your neck so you don't get cold

in the summertime, you guys will go star gazing on the roof of his house, like he'll go all out too, blankets snacks and everything. he'll name off like the only two constellations that he knows (orion "cause he has a cool belt y'know" and Cassiopeia "cause the name's funky")

after naming off those two he'll start making up random ones and giving unbelievably in-depth, tragic backstories to which you cant help but laugh at

hes definitely into astrology and is always rambling on about if your signs are compatible-

"baby my horoscope said I should stay away from aries people this month- oh my god wait no-"

he'll get super worked up about it too and you'll be like "luv I'm sure you'll survive"

very cuddly !!

will hug you from behind at any given moment

a firm believer in generous amounts of kisses on the cheek throughout the day

WHEN YOUR HANDS ARE INTERTWINED HE'LL SWING THEM BACK AND FORTH BETWEEN THE TWO OF YOU WHEN YOURE WALKING

takes pictures of you when you aren't looking so he can go back and see them when you have to leave

sways back and forth on the spot when you guys hug

will interrupt you overthinking with lil kisses

jam sessions but make it him teaching you a few chords on his guitar with his hands over yours guiding you :')

and that's it <3

#reggie peters #dating reggie peters #jatp #julie and the phantoms #julie and the himbos #reggie jatp #reggie peters headcanon #jatp headcanons #hq headcanons #writing #ky tag #y/n x reggie peters #reggie peters x y/n #reggie peters imagine #reggie peters x reader #original post

[collecting-stories]

Broke Me First - Rafe Cameron

Request: I just read your Exile fic and it was soo good! If you have the chance, could you do a Rafe fic about “You Broke Me First” by Tate McRae, totally fine if you cant! Have a great day😊💕 @k-n-e

A/N: So...totally obsessed with this song now lol. 

Outer Banks Masterlist

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You slipped passed the group of party-goers in the hallway, ignoring the person calling your name though you knew that he knew you had heard him. Why else would he be following you through the house, weaving around drunk couples and friends of friends as he called your name again. The sound of your name wasn’t completely drowned out by the bass of the sound system in the living room but you pretended it was as you opened the door and walked outside, the cool night air hitting you like a wave, washing over you as your feet hit the driveway. You were almost free, almost to your car.  

The door slammed behind you and a warm hand grabbed your upper arm, turning you around and forcing you to come face to face with Rafe Cameron.  

Despite the look on your face, on of complete shock, you weren’t surprised at all that he had followed you outside. It had been months since the two of you had talked, since he told you that he was “over” the two of you and moved on. And just when you thought unblocking his number didn’t matter, he started calling you again, texting you about how much he missed you and asking for another chance.  

“Let go.” You insisted, standing there slack and not bothering to fight against the hold. As if Rafe would simply go back inside, poof away like smoke.  

“Can we just talk?”

You blinked, looking up when you felt the familiar sting of tears. You’d given him months of them and you wouldn’t cave again. Not this time. He was the one who showed up to this party with his new girlfriend, how was he going to follow you outside like this now.  

“Just go back inside. She’s probably waiting for you.”  

Rafe scoffed, “I don’t give a shit about her.”

“You didn’t give a shit about me until two weeks ago. So what else is new?” You replied, pulling away this time. Stepping back so there was space between you. The further away the better, you kept telling yourself.  

The further away the easier to remember who he really was.  

“I didn’t mean it like that.”

“About her or me?” You asked. He’d been through plenty of different girls since he broke it off with you. You’d seen them all on his timeline. And maybe you shouldn’t have been looking or maybe you shouldn’t have let yourself believe that him hoping from girl to girl meant he was unhappy but you couldn’t do this. You wanted to, you wanted to let yourself trust him, to let yourself listen to whatever excuse he could muster.  

You weren’t the center of universe though. You weren’t his other half, his partner in crime, his confidant. You weren’t anything but another way to pass the time.  

“Why do you have to make this so hard?” He commented, running a hand through his hair. The frustration showed as he cracked his knuckles and tried to regroup, to say something.  

“It’s hard cause you don’t mean any of it and I know that.” You replied.  

“I just-”

“What?” You asked, “weren’t in the right headspace? Didn’t mean it? Was afraid? Of me, of commitment, of your feelings. What Rafe? Which one is it?”

“Why can’t you just let me fucking apologize?”  

“Because you don’t mean it!” No amount of blinking could stop the tears this time, your voice cracking at the end as you tried desperately not to lose your composure. You could feel it slipping out of your fingers though and there was nothing you could do.  

“I came all the way out here.”

“Congratulations. You forced me to pay attention to you. Once again.” You replied. “It’s always the same with you. Screaming ‘look at me’, you always have to be so important.”  

When you turned this time Rafe didn’t follow after you, watching you walk to your car instead. “So that’s it?” He called after you, “you just don’t care anymore?”

You stood at the door, clutching the handle. Deep breaths, the outside lights were bright enough that you could see your reflection in the car window and you wanted to put your fist through the glass. “No.”  

You waited, holding your breath as you listened to the slamming of the front door, before you got into the car. You shut the door, leaning back against the seat and screaming. It was loud and awful and you imagined it smashing all the glass around you but the car was still intact when you opened your eyes. Alone, in your car, in the dark. You slumped over the steering wheel, pressing your forehead to the leather and crying.  

“I’m losing my fucking mind.” You muttered, hands shaking as you reached for the seatbelt, a knock on the window making you jump in your seat, startled in the dark of the car. You look out the window before opening the door. “Did Rafe send you out?”

“No, I saw you guys come out here and when Rafe came back in I figured it was worth it to check that you were okay.” Kelce replied, holding the door as he stepped into your space a little more.  

“I’m fine.”

“Okay.” He nodded, looking back at the house, “I’ll head back in.”

“Wait, Kelce.” You stopped him, though he hadn’t moved at all. He turned his head to look back down at you, “I can’t drive.”  

“Scoot over.”  

You climbed over the center console, falling into the passenger seat as Kelce climbed in the car and took your keys. You pressed your hands against your face, as if you could soak up the tears that had already fallen, trying desperately to erase the image of Rafe asking you to forgive him. When you got home you knew there would be messages from him, ones that you would stare at, tempted to read them even though you knew that all it would be was the same meaningless bullshit he’d tried to feed you outside.  

“Can we go somewhere?” You asked, “I’m not ready to go home.”

“Sure, lets take a drive.” Kelce agreed, passing the street for your house and continuing on toward the beach.  

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[jayflrt]

ahhhh i think tumblr ate it but i was just saying how i noticed deceit was released and i'll use as motivation when i finish some big tests this week (i will literally start reading it the second i hand in my last test on friday)

and omg manifesting the digipacks for you !🕯

cb shows for me are usually either at like 4/5am (depending on daylight savings) or 8/9am which is when i need to be in school at so </3 there's enough clips going around for me to know the main parts tho so im not too worried abt missing them haha 😅 DURING THE SUMMER THO i make sure to watch it (since i only dont sleep at normal hours then anyways ahsjjf) i watched tbz's cb show for thrill ride and maverick ✨️ thought they were on naver live so the video was like vertical and i didnt like that 👎

well besides the tests i have this week im doing pretty well! i also recently joined my school's prom committee so we're planning for that and its very exciting since it'll be the first in person even we can host since the pandemic 😭! (i also need to find a prom dress and i dont want to break the bank yet in case there's a world tour or smth)

i also just saw the multiple cases of plagiarism and it genuinely upsets me so much how people cant respect other's intellectual property (it also freaking happens like every week in here or smth like what 😭😭) but that last one was rly fishy bc they found it so fast;;; it rly sometimes does feel like people just do it on purpose for fun with a new blog and make people feel like shit and just deactivate and thats so 👺👺 its just a low move like have people rly not. have anything better to do 😭

AND ITS MONDAY boooo (well tuesday since its past midnight for me) lets hope the rest of the week can go on peacefully 🤧 i hope everything else is well on your end too (besides the situation mentioned above)

- 🌻

I THINK IT DID EAT IT :((( because im seeing the wrong number in my ask box for the number of asks i can see in it,, like it won't show up even tho there's supposed to be more :(( AHH GOOD LUCK WITH YOUR TESTS THO 🤧 SCREW DECEIT IT CAN WAIT <333 so does that mean your exams are over tomorrow ?? :o 

im so nervous for the digipacks HAHAH like i dont mind any member i get BUT IM SO IMPATIENT I WANT IT NOW >:(( omg tbh i like watching comeback shows more than award shows so i like staying up to watch them 🥰 but it's not the end of the world if i miss it bc ppl record + upload clips HAHAH i even watched a whole treasure comeback show live with addy when i didnt even stan treasure 😭 HELP and for enha i remember she facetimed me so i could show her their live on my phone when i had no idea who they were 💀 

now i would definitely defend that deformed heart with my life 💀

tbh my non engene days were so funny i had no idea who those boys were LMFAO and i dont think ive watched a tbz comeback show actually omg,, maybe i will have to sacrifice some sleep for changmin and jacob <333 

ALSO HAVE FUN WITH PROM COMMITTEE !! that sounds so fun actually omg D; i hope it's a good experience for you !! 💗 omg prom dress shopping is so exciting :'') what color/style were you thinking of ?? my gown was pink i loved it so much 💖 

and right,,, these recent plagiarism cases have been making me rlly suspicious and kinda sick :// i seriously hope people grow up and realize that internet clout ultimately amounts to absolutely nothing. plagiarizing people's work..... how low are you going to stoop for a few notes 😞 also i was a little tipsy when i saw the ask that i got plagiarized LMFAO i was literally telling addy why couldnt they plagiarize me when i was sober 😭 but on a more serious note about that ask..... it was literally 10 min after the fic was posted and the account was new and not visible and the post didnt show in the tags so im VERY confused :/ 

but i hope the rest of your week is smooth sailing love !! and good luck on those exams again 🥰 thank you for such kind words HAHAH i think it'll be a good weekend !! just busy :'') hope you have a wonderful day/night <33 

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[barnesandrogersfanfics]

Ocean Eyes - Part 11

A/N- OMG i finally updated!!

Please like/comment/share if you like this. Seeing that people are actually enjoying this fic makes me wanna write more lol 💕💕

I got next to no sleep, i just laid in bed going over and over the things Chris had said....was he being serious?? or was it the alcohol talking??

Finally giving up on sleep at 5:30am i got up and dressed and decided i needed to talk to someone about all this. When i went downstairs i made a cup of tea and grabbed Chris's coat from the back of the chair then headed outback, Dodger following behind me.

I walked down to the pool area and sat down at the table and chairs that were next to it where i was far enough away from the house to have a private conversation. I unlocked my phone smiling at the photo of Chris, Scott and Mason before scrolling to my recent contacts and hitting call.

"Hello" she answered after two rings.

"Hey ma, i didnt wake you did i?"

"No sweetheart, you know me I've been up since 5am"

"Thats because you're crazy" i chuckled.

"why are you up this early? This is very unlike you"

"Ive not really slept..... mom something happened with Chris last night and i'm kinda freaking out...."

"Oh god please tell me you haven't slept with him already....."

"No! Jesus Ma...."

"Thats good, so what happened?"

"Well after Mason went to bed last night i stayed up with Chris and Scott, we had a few drinks and just hung out you know? Everything was fine until Scott went to bed" i started explaining shaking my head, i told her all about Chris ending things with his girlfriend, about him getting jealous about Derek and then i dropped the kicker.... Chris confessed to still loving me and wanting a second chance!

"Wow, thats alot to take in"

"Tell me about it! Ive been up all night going over it again and again"

"So what did you tell Chris?"

"I just said that we needed to talk about this when we were both sober. I mean he could wake up and forget he even said any of this to me last night"

"Would you still bring it up if he does forget?"

"I don't know Ma, i don't know what to do"

"Only you can answer that, i can't tell you the right thing to do here baby. All i know is that you have loved that man since i can remember, even when he left and broke your heart you still loved him"

"You love who you love right?.... i just feel like an idiot" i mumbled picking at the sleeve of Chris's coat nervously.

"You're not an idiot"

"I feel like one!"

"Just talk to him, take things slow.... maybe use this time together to get to know eachother again before you decide on anything. Also, just remember this effects Mason now"

"Thats what makes it worse ma" i quickly wiped away a tear that rolled down my face, Dodger came over putting his face in my lap and i smiled as i scratched behind his ear. When i looked up my breath caught when i saw Chris slipping out the sliding door and heading my way.

"Shit, he's coming over.... i gotta go Ma. I'll call you later"

"Okay sweetheart, good luck.... deep breaths, i love you"

"Love you too, bye".

I locked my phone and placed it on the table before wrapping Chris's coat tighter around me. Dodger spotted Chris and went bounding over to him excited to see him up and about.

"Morning, you're up early" he said before sitting in the chair beside me.

"Morning, i couldn't sleep. Thought id call my mom to check in"

"All the way out here?"

"Its early i didn't want to wake anyone up" i shrugged picking up my tea taking a mouthful.

"You sure thats all it was?"

"Mmhmmm"

"You're not hiding from me after last night?" He raised his eyebrows at me questioningly.

"So you remember what you said last night?"

"Of course, i wasn't that drunk" he scoffed reaching for my tea and helping himself to a few mouthfuls.

"Im not hiding, just.... thinking"

"About?"

"About what the fuck i'm supposed to do!"

"Do you love me?" He suddenly asked making me look up at him, into those eyes.... damn him!

"What?"

"Do you still love me? Its a simple question babe"

"Its not a simple answer Chris" i shrugged "i mean of course i do but i just..... the way you treated me before.... how do i know that wont happen again?"

"It wont i promise! I know how bad i messed up...."

"You say that now but i can't help but worry about you changing your mind.

You broke my heart when you left me and now we have Mason to think about.... i don't want him getting hurt if this doesn't work out again".

"So your answer's no? You wont give me a second chance?" He asked sadly his eyes tearing up, i forgot how emotional he could get.

"Maybe we should just spend this time together, get to know each other again and go from there?" I said taking my mom's advise.

"So you're not ruling it out completely? Its not a hard no?"

"Im saying maybe, just... baby steps" i smiled over at him and he nodded smiling back at me as he reached over and took my hand.

"I promise you i wont let you down again, i wanna be the man you deserve and the dad that Mason deserves"

"Id like that a lot, even though i hated you for what you did... i still missed you"

"I know, i missed you too"

"Lets go in im freezing" i said getting up, Chris was suddenly standing and pulling me into his arms holding me tight.

"Chris..." i mumbled into his chest as my hands landed on his waist.

"Im sorry i just needed to hold you"

I sighed and wrapped my arms around him... as nervous as this made me it felt so good to be in his arms again.

"I'll make things right again i promise" he mumbled pressing a kiss to the top of my head.

The weeks were flying by and we were all still in lockdown, it was now May and there was no sign of anything changing just yet.

Chris was doing a lot of online interviews to promote his new show 'Defending Jacob', when these video chats took place Scott and I made sure to take Mason to another part of the house so he wouldn't interrupt.

Things with Chris and I had been going good, we wouldn't act any differently around Mason but once he was in bed we'd snuggle on the sofa.... we'd shared a few kisses here and there but thats as far as it had gone.

"Mom can we take Dodger for a walk?" Mason came running in from the backyard with Dodger diving on the sofa next to me.

"You better go ask your dad buddy"

"Dad!!!!" Mason yelled loudly making me laugh.

"Why are you yelling?? i'm right here" Chris said walking in from the kitchen with coffee's. Mason chuckled cuddling up to me suddenly going all silly.

"Why you getting all shy?" I asked as i run my fingers through his hair.

"I don't know" he mumbled hiding his face against me, Chris sat down next to him and picked him up pulling him into his lap.

"Whats up pal? Why was you calling me?"

"Mom said i had to ask you if we can take Dodger for a walk"

"Sure we can! Why don't you go get your shoes on and grab Dodgers leash while your mom and i finish our coffee then we'll go"

"Yes!! thank you dad!" Mason wriggled down from Chris's lap and run upstairs to the room he'd been staying in.

"Maybe it'll wear him out enough that he has a nap, kid has too much energy!" I said looking over at Chris.

"He loves walking Dodger thats all"

"So do i but not this much! Poor Dodge is probably begging for a rest!"

"He's fine, we'll just walk up the road a bit throw the ball around... we don't have to be gone long"

"I guess"

"You coming with us?"

"Yeah why not".

We walked Dodger as promised and let him and Mason run around playing fetch. Chris took me by surprise by grabbing hold of my hand pulling me close enough to kiss me.

"Hey! We said not in front of Mace...."

"He's not looking its fine" he laughed "so, i was thinking maybe you could stay in my room tonight?"

"And what if Mason catches us??"

"We'll say we're having a sleepover" he smirked.

"You're terrible!"

"You didn't say no though" he wriggled his eyebrows at me.

"I didn't say yes either. Mace, come on Bud we're heading back" i called out stepping away from Chris even though all i wanted to do was pounce on him!

As i looked over to where Mason and Dodger were playing i spotted a familiar car parked across the street outside of the gated area.

"You've got to be shitting me....."

"Whats wrong?"

"Thats Brian's car out there"

"What?!!! Are you sure?"

"Yeah"

"Im gonna kick this guys ass i swear to god...." Chris said as he started to storm towards Brian, i quickly grabbed his arm pulling him back.

"Lets just go back inside, call the police. I don't want you getting into trouble over that jackass. Just get Mason and Dodger and lets go. He cant get in here"

"Okay.... okay lets go" he whistled for Dodger who came bounding over followed by an out of breath Mason and we walked back up to the house locking ourselves safely inside while Chris called and reported Brian.

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[mollydollyjournals]

Its Thursday 1st July and I hit post limit so all I can do is update this post

I just want to drink til i pass out

9:46pm - oh when did i post this? Doesnt matter i guess. It really annoys me that the daily post limit applies to all blogs you have. I have 2 and i follow a lot of NSF- stuff so i have so much in my queue for my other blog, and i tend to post more immediately for that so i dont end up with a massive backlog, but thaats when i hit the limit. Whatever it is. I basically just wish i could set the queue to post more often when i have more there. Just post every 15mins or whatever and it'd go through quicker without me having to do it myself

Idk it doesnt matter i guess. Im still just venting all my bullshit here that i cant put anywhere else. But now is when i need it. I want interaction and company but i dont want to bother anyone and I dont know what to do with it. I dont have it in me to try to be a person right now. Tumblr is for messy. At least thats how i do.

But once you hit post limit it apparently doesnt even let you delete stuff to post anything else. I havent been here in years really so i totally forgot. Plus it could have been different anyway. Idk. Guess i will just drink until i disintegrate or something

10:20pm - it just makes me feel worse. I know theres a reason for post limit and its not the end of the world. Just it doesnt reset til 5am and I'll be asleep by then which means for the rest of today i cant actually say anything, and that kinda fucks with my derealisation/depersonalisation/whatever it is. I need acknowledgement to feel real. I need people to remind me that i exist. Even just a little. Its stupid and insecure but i do. Everything is worse since covid and being stuck in a house with someone who barely acknowledges my existence. I feel like a ghost. I feel netter at least a little temporarily if someone just sees and acknowledges me. And currently i can't do anything about that. Nobody is going to go to my page(s) and see whats up, its not that kind of thing. Even if it was they still wouldnt. I put on my other social media fucking ages ago that i was really struggling, then i disappeared, and it took days for it to get noticed at all. Then only 3 people acknowledged it. People have their own lives and there are algorithms etc so i cant be angry at them, but the end result is i still feel really alone.

I often feel like i want to just talk to people. Only a select few. Its not that i necessarily need to talk about "deep" stuff, but i need to know that i could if i needed to. Or if we just both happened to be in that mood at the same time. Like how i dont wanna talk about something totally innocent and generic with someone who turns out to be racist or whatever.

I dont know. Maybe i do need to talk some shit through right now. Doesnt matter either way. Ill most likely just be back to this post later to say more about how i dont really feel like being alive.

10:39pm - I hate that im like this. I dont know if its reasonable or not. I used to be someone who wantes so much space. I still dont feel like i want to always be around people. I must have some individuality somewhere. But i cant find it. Since the pandemic hit especially, it just highlighted everything ive been missing and trying to supplement. I need things to change. But i dont have a hope of doing so while i feel like this. Im so lost. Ive spent my life trying to be confident in myself and ive run my reserves dry. I so rarely get any help topping up. I fucking hate the whole Strong Black Woman trope. Im tired. Ive carried my family since I was 13 and romantic partners have expected me to carry them too. I need to be held and comforted. I need support. If nothing else i need to just be acknowledged. I dont feel like a person. Im invisible and inaudible so much of the time and apparently that only changes when someone wants to see or hear me. When do i get to be a person in my own right? When does someone actually see or hear me for who i am and care about my existence regardless of what it does for them

10:54pm - its the worst of my mental health, tbh, that i dont feel like its worth trying anything if its not going to be acknowledged and welcomed by anyone else. Existing included. I feel my worst and most suicidal when i cant have anyone remember that i exist. Because maybe i dont. Maybe people dont miss me or think of me unless theyre reminded for some specific reason. And i say these things because i want to be proved wrong but why would anyone.

I want to cut. I hate this stupid post limit. I could have at least distracted myself by reblogging stuff for a bit. Im still spiralling. I need a distraction and there isnt one and there wont be one and if i even get through tonight itll just be another reminder that in the end im alone

11:24pm - something feels particularly cruel about not being able to post here, even if i delete stuff. Its just an app sure but its the closest thing i have to therapy. I came back here specifically because i was struggling posting on my regular social media and having people not pay any attention. I thought id make a fresh anonymous account where i could vent and my shitty brain couldnt take it personally if nobody acknowledged it. Now i just have all that shit going round my head and nowhere to put it. Im right back where i started. Nobody will read this. If they do they wont care. If by some chance they did they'll be put off by me being so negative.

"One day someone will hug you so tight all tour broken pieces will fit back together" yeah sure. Whatever.

[cupidbllstr]

[TW] motion sickness by phoebe bridgers and my life rn

TW: drug use, abuse, mental illness, grenfell, swearing

have on repeat: https://open.spotify.com/track/6LxcPUqx6noURdA5qc4BAT?si=qvMFw5S_Sa61qLvQIER__g

it’s been a year since i left my abusive ex but it seems like only now i’m starting to get flashbacks to the times he hit me, and how no one helped me. and every time i remember it i freeze to the spot, like physically and emotionally. i’m starting to think that it has affected me more than i thought.

then theres the grenfell flashbacks that hit me out of nowhere and are usually before the abuse flashbacks. i know that messed me up already but it’s just been getting worse since it happened. i have a feeling that its gonna be like that with the abuse, which i’m not very excited for.

i barely think about my most recent ex. like i obviously think of him if something with a sort of relevance to him pops up (like centrists, scott pilgrim, marvel, frank ocean, etc.) but today i got into some beef with someone him and i both disliked and his words about her kinda came back to me, “this is typical of her, she sucks up to you because she sees something useful in you and then once she gets what she wants then she stops talking to you”. i still wholeheartedly agree, i told this to the person who is also getting beefed by this girl and she fully agreed, “one of the truest things your piece of shit ex has ever said”, she said. 

i’m not really too fussed about this beef though, i have bigger things going on. sure it’s an inconvenience that she and a couple of other people (some which weren’t involved in the first place) are acting like year 7s, not something i want to particularly deal with when i’m getting flashbacks to traumatic things, having a fucked up sleeping schedule (i mean EXTREMELY  fucked up. i went to sleep at 11am and woke up at 11pm. 11AM TO 11PM. WHAT THE FUCK??) and obviously this beef is sort of making me feel anxious. or giving me more reasons to feel more anxious about school. i don’t really get along with majority of my class. i’m thinking of temporarily dropping out, you know? like i’ll attend class and stuff online but i just don’t want to be in, you know? i can’t be arsed with immature and hypocritical people who are OLDER than me.

i guess the reason why only a small amount of people in my class are more mature than most of the class is because we’ve been through stuff, you know? like i only gave you two pieces of my trauma in this post, and like the only two people i’m actually fond of have had trauma that i know about because they’ve told me personally.

i hate that people in my class are like “oh i care about mental health, mental health is important”, yet they mean the ‘i cry and feel bad about stuff’ type of stuff, not things like the ‘my hair is matting and i cant get out of bed because i don’t have the motivation to do so’, or stigmatised mental illnesses like bipolar disorder or bpd or ocd or things like that. when you say “mental health matters”, you should really mean it because if you act the opposite of that then it affects other people’s mental health, and you can’t get offended when they say that to you.

i’ve lost the motivation to go in once a week now. mostly because the amount of people there. i liked it better when i went in and there was like maybe 4 other people there? now it’s bumped up to like 10 in total. and obviously if you’re going in because it genuinely helps your mental health thats fine, but don’t be as loud as you’re being, i mean, we’re still doing our classes and i can barely hear what my teacher is saying. i always have to go to the library in the end and by then its useless because i have like 15 minutes left. going in isn’t helping me a lot anymore. school in total isn’t helping me point blank. the people there are incredibly toxic, the things i liked about it have been overshadowed by said toxic people, lockdown isn’t really helping anything. 

i’ve started drinking a lot more, and i wish i could smoke in my house, but my parents are kind of weird on that, i don’t know if they’re okay with me smoking or not and if they are i don’t know if it’s because they’ve found my cigarettes too many times or whatever. i wish i still had some drugs to do, i’ve been living on snorting crushed up paracetamol recently. it makes everything fuzzy. and hey, i’m desperate, last time i did any drugs i got semi high from really shit weed from a bong that used cranberry juice as the water and it lasted 15 minuted anyways. oh well, i guess currently its me, smoking out my window at 5am and snorting crushed up paracetamol for now.

that all being said;

i went for a night drive with my parents last night. we went around the city and i rolled the windows down and listened to phoebe bridger’s song “motion sickness” while i looked out and felt the cold on my face.

why is that the only way i can feel peaceful?

cold night air, music, darkness.

why that?

why it is i don’t know, but i guess it works.

-sofia

#mental illness #phoebe bridgers

[brinytrolls]

if you’re open to plotting something new, what are some ideas you might want to explore with someone??

i am always open to plotting!! let me see what i can find, i’ll organise it by character,,,no dancestors for now but if u wanted to plot with one of them, feel free to send another ask!! 

i dont really have any DETAILED plot ideas, these are more just starting points..sadly none of my ocs rly have future arcs planned out so these are all pretty casual...and these are not an exhaustive list! im open to any and all plot ideas so pls dont be afraid to ask!! 

for faldur,, 

he’s always open for ex matesprits or ex kismesis, as well as casual pitch flings. theres pretty much no guidelines for these ones, if it’s someone who’d be interested in him, and they’re jade or above, it’s fair game! 

an ex mate might be someone who found him too intense and broke up with him, someone who indulged his narcissism and boosted his ego til his other quads were forced to intervene, or something else entirely, as long as there was a reason they had to break up (i currently dont want him to have a red quad 4 Reasons) 

kismesis flings…hes open to anything. he hangs around bars often and will flirt with Anyone he finds attractive, so if someones open to that kinda thing its good to go. this could also lead to general friendships! he has no friends currently. boo 

on the topic of friends, book friends! a little known fact is he spends a lot of time on book forums, and someone to geek out over books with would be a nice change of pace. 

bitchy highblood friends. just like a bitchy seadweller squad would be fun, tbh. 

enemies! got a seadweller who would find him obnoxious? hell yeah! enemies is pretty open ended, i’d be willing to have faldur fucked up to teach him a lesson (within reason, he IS a seadweller and he is strong. he does fight a lot) alternatively, u got a lowblood (or highblood tbh) who needs a reason to be afraid of seadwellers? faldur attacks ppl who so much as look at him funny, so thats a valid option too

MAFIA TIES…faldur works as an assassin for when people need something really fucked up done to someone. do with that what u will

OH I JUST REMEMBERED fleet recruiters/anyone from the fleet/similar organisation who sees potential in him. faldurs constantly torn between redemption and leaving it all behind to join the fleet, so that could be interesting! 

theres definitely more but…tbh im welcome to anyone approaching me with ANY plot ideas they have! 

will do the rest under the cut bc that got LONG 

I WROTE THIS ALL OUT AND FORGOT HARREL 

BIG ONE IS just other mafia trolls!!

mafia bosses/hitmen who would hire him. who are doing jobs on the downlow, and need a cleanup guy! harrel is very good at his job so he’s highly regarded within the business 

especially mean mafia ppl. be mean to him. its part of his character hes anxious bc the mafia is mean 

no specifics, but i want harrel to just get Fucked Up. like i said, he’s highly regarded so holding him for ransom isn’t out of the question. just fuck this nerd up 

on a lighter note! he frequents record shops and jazz clubs, so maybe a musician or two with similar interests to help him get out of his shell. he needs a friend or two. 

friends from university! anyone in sciences, forensics, medical science, criminal studies…he probably studied with them! his backstory is that he disappeared from university one day when he got kidnapped by a mafia boss, and managed to wrangle his way into them keeping him alive. an old friend who noticed and is suddenly Very Confused upon seeing him again like 5 years later 

someone he went to uni with who’s now in the law industry, and the conflict that might arise from them being on two totally different ends of the spectrum…could be a fun dynamic! 

on the same wavelength: old flames from university. ex quadrants, ex hookups, ex crushes. people he was romantically involved with before suddenly disappearing 

i think thats all…

forrr sarky! 

no real quad stuff needed for him…perhaps an ex or two, but no real ideas there! 

other grubtubers to be friends with, or fans who’ve met/would want to meet him! grubtube is a HUGE part of his life and i’ve never really been able to explore it, bc he has no connections involved with it. u got a grubtuber troll who’d collab with him? a troll who enjoys letsplays? a weird youtuber superfan who’d give their right arm to meet a letsplayer? fuck yea dude all valid options 

PETTY INTERNET DRAMA. im sure theres potential

sarky IS a shifter, meaning he turns into a weird dragon monster in the dead of night on a full…moons (idk how that works on alternia,,,hello???) u got a troll who’d stop him when they catch him stumbling shirtless thru the city streets post-shift towards a local diner at 4am weirdly covered in scars and looing like he’s about to pass out?? a poor overworked diner worker wondering what the Fuck this dudes deal is when he stumbles in at 5am before cramming his face full of meat?? a troll who hangs out in the wilderness bordering the city and saw the horrific sight of this fuzzy teal bitch shifting into a giant dragon?? or just a fellow shifter perhaps?? idk theres a lot that can be done here, im sure 

apartment neighbours! disgruntled highblood a floor below him wondering why this bitch keeps scaling the building?? or someone who thinks its pretty sick, actually. 

fellow city dwellers for him to meet and befriend or annoy the shit out of…he takes the subway a lot, so they can meet there. or in some greasy food place

connected to faldur, any ex quads of faldurs that had to be intervened with and broken up, sarky was probably involved. if u want them to be bitter towards him, feel free. it makes for more interest >:3c 

florem time…………..

GET FLOREM A GIRLFRIEND 2K20…PLEASE. i just want her to have a girlfriend. its what she deserves and we all know it 

get her FRIENDS TOO....friends who will support her, and her weird hobbies. florem has a tendency to help other people and forget about her own needs, so itd be nice for her to have a friend who listens to her too... 

perhaps a troll who stumbles upon her weird troll-eating plant. a fellow enthusiast or some poor soul she has to rescue, either or 

a fellow taxidermy enthusiast....maybe a pen pal who buys stuff from whatever the troll equivalent of etsy is 

camping buddy...............she has no one to go camping with!!

im sadly low on ideas for florem but i DO want interactions with her...

veleno tiem babey

she needs a gf in every single goddamn quad.....shes 100% single 

a Bunch of highbloods who were cocky enough to gamble against her, and are incredibly mad about losing. highbloods out for vengeance 

on the same wavelength, a highblood who lost and got incredibly mad and fucked her face up, giving her all them scars....vel would avoid them for the rest of her life, but perhaps its someone who frequents the same casinos as she does so she cant avoid em 4 Extra Drama 

other down on their luck lowbloods, maybe younger ones, who need her help bc shes Experienced. she can become their Street Mom 

other down on their luck lowbloods for her to just befriend!! she frequents a shitty diner, as well as singing in a jazz club and hanging around in casinos. if youve got a lowblood who hangs around in those places they could def meet! 

i THINK thats all i got...but know i am more than open to literally Any plot suggestion ever >:3c

#Anonymous #ask #save #pls read this is u ever even Consider rping with me i spent 2 long writing this #fredmusings #i cant believe i whole ass forgot harrel

[queerlynx]

tagged by @elinaline​ lets fucking go 

1. What is the colour of your hairbrush?

my what (have you seen my hair, seriously) 

2. name of a food you never eat?

garlic and i WILL die on that hill 

3. are you typically too warm or too cold?

always too fucking warm. im literally never cold. people ask me 10x/day ‘arent you cold’ even tho ive told them 1000x that no, i am never cold 

4. what were you doing 45 minutes ago?

i think i was still at the shops or maybe getting ready to go to the shops? 

5. what’s your favourite candy bar?

always a slut for a snickers 

6. have you ever been to a professional sports event?

i dont think so? what would i do there anyways ……oh wait no i went along to a professional tennis game w my ex’s brother i think? i can barely remember it was like 6 years ago 

7. what is the last thing you said out loud?

genuinely can’t remember even tho it was probs less than 15mn ago to my flatmate. most likely something about the cat being cute. or maybe it was TO the cat. who knows. 

8. what is your favourite ice cream?

chocolate probably? or banana? banana and chocolate is also good 

9. what is the last thing you had to drink?

lemonade cause thats all i drink 

10. do you like your wallet?

it’s BB-8!!! so yeah of fucking course 

11. what was the last thing you ate?

a bagel w blue cheese laughing cow, ham, and one of them shitty toastie super processed cheese slices 

12. did you buy any new clothes last week?

me and whose money lmaoo i can barely afford food rn 

13. last sporting event you watched?

nope 

14. what’s your favourite flavour of popcorn?

recently ive discovered you can drizzle maple syrup on popcorn and oh boy. other than that probs salted caramel sauce. but like i almost never have popcorn 

15. who was the last person you sent a message to?

im gonna assume this is any message and not just tumblr, in which case it was my fiancé @yearningcurve on whatsapp 

16. ever go camping?

i love camping but last time i went was at least 6 years ago ): 

17. do you take vitamins?

lol no 

18. do you go to church every Sunday?

………moving swiftly on 

19. do you have a tan?

i avoid sunlight like the plague so i’ll let you figure that one out 

20. do you prefer Chinese food or pizza?

probs pizza but i like both 

21. do you drink soda with a straw?                      

i chug it straight from the bottle lol who’s got the time 

22. what colour socks do you wear?

im almost constantly barefoot unless i HAVE to put on shoes and even then i won’t always put socks on if i’m not gonna be outside for long 

23. do you ever drive above the speed limit?

im always p much 5mph above the speed limit (fun fact, the display in cars shows your speed as roughly 2mph higher than it actually is, you can check it against a gps on your phone; AND speed cameras allow for +5mph anyway, so why the fuck wouldnt i be) 

24. what terrifies you?

like in general?? people leaving me, rejecting me, abandoning me, cutting me out, hating me in secret; not being a good person or liked or useful; people thinking i’m annoying or embarrassing or ridiculous or boring; the list goes on 

25. look to your left what do you see?

a very roumd and somft kitty :3 

26. what chore do you hate?

anything administrative or on the phone. i dont think it counts as chores but i genuinely enjoy tidying and cleaning so. 

27. what do you think of when you hear an Australian accent?

i cant tell an australian accent when i hear one 

28. what’s your favourite soda?

lemonade, or fanta 

29. do you go into fast food places or drive thru?

ever since ive gotten a car p much always drive thru cause why would i sit in a crowded fast food restaurant w screeching kids and angry karens when i could enjoy my disgusting feast in my own home??? 

30. who was the last person you talked to?

IRL that’d be my flatmate 

t31. favourite cut of beef?

sirloin 

32. last song you listened to?

Echoes by the Rapture, it played on my shuffle in my car and reminded me of how good Misfits was lmao 

33. last book you read?

it would’ve been over seven or eight years ago. can’t remember. 

34. can you say the alphabet backwards?

z y x w v u t s r q p o n m l k j i h g f e d c b a 

apparently so but it took a while tbh 

35. how do you like your coffee?

i mostly drink flat whites w hazelnut when i drink coffee but tbh despite being a barista w a professional grade home coffee machine i barely ever drink any outside of work lmao 

36. favourite pair of shoes?

grinders boots AND my trans pride converses. can’t pick between them soz 

37. the time you normally go to bed?

really is no normal. anytime between midnight and like up to 5am esp rn during lockdown. i never went to sleep last night actually i’ve been awake for like 28h now 

38. the time you normally wake up?

see above. anytime between 10am and like 6pm depending on when i went to bed. outside of lockdown i would wake up exactly an hour before i have work, so anytime between 5am-11am 

39. what do you prefer sunrise or sunsets?

sunsets but i really love both 

40. how many blankets are on your bed?

one bedsheet and one soft blanket 

41. describe your kitchen plates?

they’re green. nobody is surprised 

42. do you have a favourite alcoholic beverage?

cider. i be drinkin that shit like its juice 

43. do you play cards?

not really altho on lockdown i’ve taught my flatmates a french card/money game called Nain Jaune and they enjoy it so that makes me happy 

44. what colour is your car?

dark red like……burgundy kinda? 

45. can you change a tire?

probably not lol 

46. your favourite province?

province of what lol. either way it’s Brittany. 

47. favourite job you’ve had?

ive only ever had the one lmao so, barista it is 

48. how did you get your biggest scar?

top surgery (’: 

49. what did you do today that made someone happy?

fuck if i know. i guess i made coffee for my flatmates but like i do it everyday so they p much expect it by now i dont think it makes them any happier or like if it does they dont really say it rip 

not a big fan of tagging ppl so just. do it if you wanna lol 

#Also Sprach Loïs #txt #elinaline #long post

[harryfeatgaga]

Why do so many stans or other people hate harry? Like, genuinely? Because the shit I see on twitter is so gross

they are just jealous its what it comes down to

Anonymous said: Is that Olly from years and years? I'm probably wrong.

I think? idk

Anonymous said: I know we just got a ton of stuff and while I am very appreciative of it I somehow already miss him and honestly I genuinely CAN NOT wait until tour so that we have a regular stream of content and his silly self

MOOD

Anonymous said: very excited to see the next video with all the scotland footage, but wouldnt it be lolz if that was just harry being really extra going on a sailing holiday and bringing his whole team to dress and film him and he was literally just having a weekend away

PLEALKSMDNFJK

Anonymous said: Hi Paige, I agree qith earlier anons were saying how this video seems like an intro and unfinished on its own (the video is amazing, don't take those words as negative!!), so I think the second video will be for the B side listed on the vinyl and it'll come out quite soon, like before anyones vinyl arrives for them to listen to, like SOON soon

YESSSSSS

Anonymous said: The way we know Harry was at least a little tipsy while filming the orgy scene? Chefs kiss

ICONIC

Anonymous said: I’d love to read Harry’s poetry because I’m sure he has some, he should, one day, out out a book of his writing and his photography

YES ME TOO

Anonymous said: It’s so lodged in my brain already I can’t stop hearing this song I love it and rob said the album was very varied I bet he experimented with lots of different types of music I’m sweating also scotland she’s coming

IM SO FUCKIGN EXCITED

Anonymous said: He’s making me so soft I can’t do this and I just remembered he filmed another video in Scotland and we don’t even know what that’s for I’m so scared again! The wild ride of loving Harry Styles

TRULY

Anonymous said: I’ve got an email from live nation and there’s a message from harry that says hi, I’ve missed you. Love you, H. And here I was having a heart attack thinking he’s announcing tour 😭

YESSS AND I JUST GOT 2 FROM HIS SITE SAYING THE SAME PLS

Anonymous said: THE LIVE NATION NOTE PAIGE!!!???? it’s all coming too fast I have money saved but a bitch needs more TIME CAN HE SLOW DOWN

I KNOWWWWWWW

Anonymous said: i was so tired when i watched the video i honestly felt like i was on an acid trip

tru

Anonymous said: This is literally hour 4 of me listening to the song non stop 💃🏽

me

Anonymous said: What about Johnathan Ross as well. I’m still coming to terms with it being a reality and not a dream. It doesn’t feel real.

please

Anonymous said: I‘m shook people I‘m shook🥰🥰🥰🥺🥺🥺

STILL A MOOD

Anonymous said: bruh my coworker makes playlists all the time she's my music queen and omg i had her listen to harry and i think i converted her BUT ANYWAY go but listen to Lights Up & then let that fade into Pyramids by frank ocean. i cant stop looping it omg

LOVES IT

Anonymous said: ANYWAY I LOVE MY MAN

MOOD!

Anonymous said: Can confirm, Harry visually recreated a wonderful trip and the warm closeness feelings that accompany it. He really did THAT

KING!

Anonymous said: PAIGE MY SISTER FUCKING SENT ME A PICTURE OF THE ROLLING STONES MAG WITH HARRY AND DIDN'T BUY IT FOR ME

BYE WTF

Anonymous said: I'm so glad i woke up at 5am. I mean it's not what i expected but then again i don't know what to expect when it comes to Harry. But it's so good. I've literally done nothing but watch the video.

LITERALLY GONNA WATCH IT ON REPEAT TILL I GO OUT TONIGHT 

[hormonesoverload]

Fanfic plots from mem

CREDIT TO THE OG AUTHOR OKAY IM SORRY I LOST YOUR LINKS

there was this one where chan was a music student and baek an art student and they met each other and it was cute fluff and all the rainbows in the world but then gradually chan goes deaf and baek goes blind // OKAY MB IT SOUNDS DUMB NOW BUT WHEN I FIRST FINISHED READING IT I WAS LIKE OMG MY POOR BBS // also i think it was just a short paragraph fic (1 chapter end)

there was this other one where they were in college/uni and chanyeol got pulled to go to a freshers party in this rich kids house and whilst hiding from thirsty girls he decided to go in a random room upstairs / baek was in that room gaming / turns out baek was the rich kid in school hes like the head of some underground society/gang or some shit so chanyeol was spared his life this time bc he looked cute (wtf baek) or else otherwise the consequence of interrupting baek’s games is D3aTh (neh jk) // baek is surprised that this tall bean didnt know who he was and havnt even heard of his name (smh chanyeol) and the usual “ooh this one is interesting lets keep him” / nekminit chanyeol gets invited to another party and this time he walked up to the bartender and asked for baekhyuns name (”byun baekhyun asked me to come here”) and was led to this basement(?)/VIP/NO RANDOMS ALLOWED area where baek is making out with a random tall bean (so bh is thirsty af he just pick someone with a similar figure off the streets to quench himself) / oki last thing i rmbed from this fic was chanyeol being fed weed (wtf baek +1) and lured to do a body shot “game” (why you dumb) on bh and walla they both turned on yay why do i rmb this brain why cant you remember more educational things like discrete math oki its 5am imma go sleep

IF ANYONE GOT THE LINKS TO THE OG FANFICS PLES LMK COS I LOST THEM

#exo fanfic chanbaek chanbaekfanfic exofanfic

[skyfri-slj]

my thoughts on “eighth grade”

before i rant (mainly to myself), i loved the movie and this is in no way me critiquing it. these are just my personal thoughts about how much i was able to relate to this movie and how it made me sob at 4 in the morning.

i wish i had seen this movie when i was 14 years old in middle school. i wish i was able to watch awkward, shy, trying kayla learn and experience so much within a week when i was struggling through the same things.

throughout the whole movie, i found myself relating to kayla so much more than i expected and was remembering things i forgot had happened to me or was trying very hard to. while kayla’s middle school was very different to mine (given the dress code (or lack thereof odksjshs), freedom, technology, or just basic generational differences), there were a few moments that stood out to me and i was able to relate to.

when i was in middle school, one of the first things my sister told me about high school was to watch out for boys. of course, i thought this was just some basic advise bc “boys are gross” or something. but she told me that upperclassmen would try to hit on me and make moves on me. the first time i heard this, i was confused bc i thought “well what girl wouldnt want cute older boys hitting on them?”. then i got into high school and my friends said the same thing. still, it didnt really have an effect on me. then i met this senior who i really liked, who i thought really liked me back. he would keep texting me and snapchatting me like “man i wish i was with you right now”, “youre so cool/cute/pretty”, “i wish i could kiss you”. and i still saw nothing but flattery. and unlike kayla in the movie, who was smart enough to stop that guy in the car with her, i was not. i hung out with the senior and he kissed me and we kissed and that was it. i went home, told my friends (expecting them to be happy i had gotten my first kiss), and was lectured about how i shouldnt have done that and the senior was just using me. looking back at that moment, almost 4 years ago, i cringe at how stupid i was. not that i really thought i was the only one to experience this kind of thing, but seeing the same thing happen in “eighth grade”, i saw myself and the fact that this sort of thing made it into a movie says (to me, at least) that it happens enough times to become something “relateable” (which sucks bc “that predatory older kid” shouldnt really be something many girls can relate to).

when kayla said “I’m really like nervous all the time. … It’s like I’m waiting in line for like a roller coaster and that stupid like butterflies-in-your-stomach feeling you get. I get that all the time. And then I never get the feeling after you ride the roller coaster”, i burst into tears. when i was in eighth grade, i first started to noticed my anxiety and change in emotions and i felt so alone. kayla (or i guess bo burnham for penning the script) was able to describe this feeling i felt, and still feel to this day, better than i ever could. when i was 14, i felt so different from others bc of this and struggled to live with it. i felt so excrutiatingly isolated and even though i had friends, i always felt like there was a wall up between me and them. i still feel this was at 19 years old, 5 years later. if 14 year old me, crying herself to sleep every night bc she doesnt know whats wrong with her, crying to her mom that she feels so hopeless but cant explain why, saw this movie, i think she couldve found some shelter in kayla. i was awkward and shy and felt uncomfortable in my own skin but i didnt know that everyone felt like that. hearing your mom say that versus hearing another 14 year old express the same feelings are two different things (not to hate on my mom, i really love my mom but she kinda just brushed my anxiety off like it was nothing).

bo burnham was able to do the best job of accuratly describing middle school. there were times when i found myself cringing at scene, not bc they were bad but bc i remember myself doing the same embarassing shit lmao. there were so many other aspects of the film that i loved so much but its already 5am and i need to go to sleep so i cant ramble on. but i truely loved this film and dont regret staying up so late to finish it

#eighth grade #bo burnham #me

[declonius]

fuck it this is a call out post @ Tree

Hey guys, just remember everyone has different ways of coping with their problems. So never assume things, bc you think you may be helping but really your friend with a BFRB pulls out all the hair on their head till their scalp bleeds. here are some things I’m going to adress.

Calling me Over 3 Times a day: I’m not your therapist. Stop treating me like one. “I don’t want solutions, i just want you to listen” I cannot do it dude. I have my own problems to deal with. 

Using mental health as an excuse: You cannot use your mental heath as an excuse for important things. You know what I’m talking about.

Just a big old fuck you: Don’t you ever tell me or anyone else that we should believe a victim of sexual abuse. You know DAMN WELL that you said that in front of two victims. Who are (were) your best friends!! You KNOW the cops said the same thing when I was questioned. You’re a trash human for that.

Forcing your coping skills on to me: I do not like to talk to people about my problems bc I will cry and cant say what I want. I like to write them out on my private twitter where only a select (1) person can see. I vent my frustration, and know someone will see it. You on the other hand will keep talking and repeating what you say over and over and over again. I try to tell you solutions to your problems but you don’t do shit about it. You don’t do any of your coping skills, and just use your friends to vent.

Just being mean at this point: I got kicked out of my home, and you and kiba were kind enough to let me in. You blamed all of your problems with kiba on me for a month. I helped you through your problems, visited you in the hospital, and helped you through your break up. You know we got into a car crash, and that our work schedules wouldn't work, so THAT is why i only worked for a week, and only 3 hours a night bc i got VTO’d. So you can stfu about that. 

Whining to our mutual friends: You were not kicked off the discord, I deleted it! Also, don’t start talking shit about shisui like that. They have been nothing but nice to the both of us. Also kiba was not an abuser, you guys just weren't a good match and kinda unhealthy together. They did not limit the foods you could eat, they just asked you not to eat them if you were gonna kiss them BC THEY HAVE STOMACH PROBLEMS. You were so bad with talking to me constantly that Iruka had to send you a post telling you to back the fuck off.

The phone call at 1 am...then a like 8am....and 9am...and 10 am..and 11am..: I stayed up late that night, and didn't fall asleep till 5am. I had to wake up at 7 am and take my brother to school. I left my phone in the car and clocked out till 1pm. I woke up and found 6 unread messages, passive agressive ones too. Finally after talking to OUR friends and showing them a picture of my scalp THEY decided to talk to you about the problem.

In conclusion, you can take your bitch ass vent posts and boohoo to people who don’t know the whole story all you want. Just know that your problems arent the only ones in the world. “...Makes me feel like im a burden bc of my anxiety...” “Ive been having anxiety attacks” Sorry to break it to you but we have almost the same illnesses. We both have PTSD, Anxiety, and Depression. I have OCD and ICD on top of it. “all ready fed up with him and blocked him..” How come im the bad guy for blocking you BC I WAS ACTUALLY HARMING MY BODY but you’re fine for blocking me??? Also Shisui, and Iruka are being really nice for still talking to you, so stop vagueing them on vent.

#fuck you tree #Westley.txt #vent #oof

[harmcityherald]

hospital nurses playing at games over pain meds. its the altogether predictable balance of power and ego. made me wait 2 hrs after I called then shows up with what is obviously half the dose and smiles in your face, daring you to say a thing because you know how ur night will go if you rock the boat. yes Im disliked but naomi honey, Im not ur typical pin cushion. you will pay in the morning. third incident to me. abuse is rampant in the hospitals because family cant be here to advocate for them. tonite will count as the 3rd time im dealing with hostility and targeted neglect. but naomi honey, im planning a nice detailed report for the administrators. your name in lights. at least you didn't lay hands on me. the last few did. why the great maker drags me thru these things i may never know but i keep walking. walking thru the storms you line up. i dunno if this has been addressed by anyone else. i been here almost 7 days. i already have had 3 occurrences. Im betting my bottom dollar the more disabled you are the more likely you're getting abused. hey maybe i do look like i live on the street but Im don't. Im the undercover target you will wish you had not messed with. wat happened before? i had the gi tube shoved back too far not only gagging me but the tube stopped working it was too deep. the other leaned down into my face telling me not to drink out of a straw then took my cup and banged it on my table. gowned up from a different room no less. i pushed it back to her and said here you touched my cup its urs now. im already infected yes. but its the point. so naomi must be one of the girls. doing the im not bringing your medicine game. people are inherently shit. im telling you it was half the dose. been pounding it for 7 days i know the look of the syringe and the feel in the blood. eyes widened when I asked about too. i just looked at her and shook my head. i was trying to push the doses im taking farther apart. dilaudid is another fine constipater but from what i gather nothing is reaching my intestines anyway. i was gonna go for another 8 but for the illustrious namoi? Ima hammer it every 4 tonite. just for you. besides i feel like shit i have the doctors order if im in pain give. me. my. medicine. like wtf. i dont even have a clue what i did to deserve this besides i reported the tube pusher. shoved in my grill with open hostility. you shouldn't have to fight for ur life while you are fighting for your life. take my word abuse is running rampant in hospitals. the lockdown has given them free reign to pull their shit. there are many abusers in society, why does the great maker think I want to meet them all. i feel sorry for those who are weaker than me. it must be a true nightmare for them. abusers enjoy that. these halls are full of them, not just nurses. the doctors, the security, the janitors all have them in the ranks. and i will say from the time of my surgeries 4 years ago and now here at bayview the housekeeping crew treated me better than the medical staff. they don't demand worship for service poorly rendered. half a dose. i bet she took it herself. enjoy your buzz honey. ill see you at 1am. then 5am. and i will document your times and i will ask you again and again. half a dose? u sure? are u really sure honey? is it all there? just my imagination? oh yes u have my chart you know im psycho. again choosing targets to gaslight.

its frustrating to be sure. Im working on me. not to lash out. hold my anger and approach these abusers with calmness and refuse to get my feathers ruffled. i plan better at that. i document. then i will calmly hand it to ur boss and the patient advocates. I told them i had retaliation fear in here. this is exactly what i meant. piss them off their friend naomi gets u later. It's Baltimore baby, remember snitches get stitches. I have played this game one too many times. i may be ranting but you tell me. am i wrong to say this? you probably have some of ur own hospital nightmare stories. i aint blowin smoke out my ass.

i wish something would come out of my ass. its why im here. lol.

#long ass post #best to drop my anger here and hold my tounge and not be manipulated into an outburst #hospital abuse #nursing home abuse #because its rampant in the nursing homes too #some mean ass nurses in this world lol #alot of abusers in society #alot #stop writing greg you expelled your anger #im proud of you #this also is a warning post #covid 19 #covid has caused the perfect environment for abuse #animals using the plauge as cover for mental and physical abuse #same as cops some will abuse you becaude they can #stop writing greg..... #long post #sorry my page is my sounding board #emotional drop page #heart trouble #digestion problems #hospital log #coronavirus #covid19 #covid