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anothermonikan · 5 months
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I have literally never met a person who doesn't personify concepts and objects and the estimate that only 4% of people experience Synesthesia seems really baffling to me,,,,like I'm reading a paper on the overlaps between OS, Autism, and Synesthesia (What bitches do when they have access to academic documents instead of doing work) and just. Even (identifying) Non-objectum, non-autistic people literally do this shit all the time. When my father brought down Sario (Old laptop) he used he/him pronouns for him. My uni friend naturally uses she/her pronouns for their PC. We've had really high note arguments here about whether Maths is blue or red (I'm on team blue btw) and whether Wednesdays and the number 2 are orange. It is literally a social English language norm to refer to vehicles and countries with she/her pronouns. Surely this shit has to be more common than 4% of the general population.
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koolkat9 · 3 years
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FrUk Week 2021: Day2
@hetaliashipsweek
Prompt: Childhood/Old Age
Paring: FrUk
Word Count: 2012
The Luckiest Man Alive
They had been married for fifty years. It still was hard for Arthur to believe. It wasn’t that he wasn’t grateful, but at the back of his mind, there had always been that lingering thought that Francis would finally notice all his shortcomings and leave him. At least over the years, that voice had quieted immensely and Arthur learned to allow himself to be happy without worrying that it would be taken away from him.
If someone had told five-year-old Arthur that the annoying little French boy in his class would eventually become his lover, he would have kicked them in the shins. No way he could ever like someone as snobbish as Francis. The boy never failed to insult Arthur’s ‘fashion sense’ or steal his pencils. Then again it probably didn’t help that Arthur had the tendency to pull Francis’ hair and steal his books. By the first grade, things had escalated to the point the two physically and verbally fought on the daily. There were a lot of punches, bruises, and meetings with the principal during those elementary school years, but for some reason, they always kept coming back to each other.
Middle school rolled around and life got complicated. During the final years of elementary school, Arthur’s mother had been diagnosed with a serious illness. What that illness was was never revealed to Arthur even after her death, but that didn’t stop it from tearing the family apart. He had never gotten along with his brothers, but with their mother being in and out of the hospital and pressure being added onto all of them, especially Alister, they began taking out their stress on each other. They fought every day with some confrontations turning physical (on both ends). After a particularly bad fight, Arthur showed up to school with a black eye. At lunch Francis inquired about it, pushing him until he snapped and shoved Francis against the locker, hissing, “My mom’s sick and my brothers hate my guts so shut up or you’re going to be my punching bag.” 
For once, Francis was shocked, and instead of shoving Arthur back, his gaze softened as he said, “I’m so sorry to hear that Arthur.” Before he could do anything else, Arthur pulled away and took off down the hall. It wouldn’t be the last argument that ended with secrets being revealed. At least both had enough respect not to bring them up again.
By the time high school rolled around, the few friends Arthur had made over his childhood years had moved away or went to the other high school in town. The only person he knew going in was Francis and once more the two of them gravitated towards each other, but this time it wasn’t for a fight. Arthur was tired. His mother had passed away a month before school had started and the feeling of home left with her. The Brit had become a shell of his former self, often isolating himself in the school library during his free time and throwing himself into his school work. He didn’t socialize unless he had to for class and began avoiding Francis like the plague. It began to worry Francis and around Christmas of their first year, Francis cornered Arthur in the library, ready to get to the bottom of whatever was eating at his enemy. Surprisingly it was easier than he thought as the Brit quickly broke down and through tears began explaining everything. The fact his mom died, that he was sick and tired of arguing with his brothers and has been couch hopping for a couple of weeks because he didn’t want to go home, and every other minor inconvenience that had been building up in his life. 
Francis was stunned into silence, but before Arthur could run away like he always did when things got too personal, the French boy pulled him into a tight embrace. And Arthur let him, too tired for any struggle or to push his emotions deep down again. Francis had invited him to stay over that night and Arthur had accepted though he was hesitant. There were no arguments or fighting for once and instead they talked about other things, interests, classes, other normal teen stuff. It was nice and for the first time in the past three years, Arthur felt safe and comfortable. 
After that fateful day, fights between them grew few and far between. They still bickered and argued, but it was now a more friendly matter. Francis introduced Arthur to his new friends Antonio and Gilbert and the four would remain friends well into adulthood and even old age. They were annoying just like Francis, but they also cared about him and were there for him when he needed it. But he could really do without the constant jab that Francis and he were like ‘an old married couple.’
College is when Arthur’s feelings of friendship started becoming feelings of romantic love. Francis had found a cheap apartment not far from their school and the two decided to rent it together to save money. They fell into quite a domestic routine. Francis cooked for him since Arthur could never make anything not burnt while Arthur did the dishes. Francis did laundry while Arthur folded and put the clothes away. Arthur would go out to the small garden on their balcony and Francis would join him a few minutes later with water or juice and a little snack for them. Francis had a lot of morning classes so Arthur would wake him up with a cup of coffee or tea. Arthur finally felt at home and he realized he wanted to live with Francis for the rest of his life. He tried to deny it at first, but each time Francis smiled Arthur felt his insides melt and whenever he called his name in the soft moments of the evening, he imagined being called to cuddle with him. He loved Francis, but he was too scared of possibly losing him if his feelings became known. After all, their relationship had already been turbulent, why shake it up even more?
Although they may have been getting along better than they ever had, they were still Francis and Arthur, prideful through and through and unable to go too long without some form of argument. Things were starting to build up on Arthur again with school and his growing feelings and he was starting to become more snappy than normal. They had had a few of their friendly arguments before, but eventually, everything became too much and Arthur went off at Francis when the Frenchman pushed a little too hard. “I thought we told each other everything,” Francis screamed.
“Shut up!”
“No. Not until you get it through your thick skull that pushing things down until they boil over is not healthy. I don’t even know why I bother? You’ve never listen-”
Next thing either of them knew, Arthur had Francis pinned against the wall, silencing him with a heated, angry kiss. As soon as Arthur noticed what he was doing, he pulled away, but not enough to let Francis go. The Frenchman looked at him, cheeks red, hair a mess, and eyes wide. Without a word they leaned in once more, connecting their lips in a slow, sensual kiss. 
The following morning, Arthur awoke, wrapped up in Francis’ arms in Francis’ bed, clothes strewn around the room. For a moment, he allowed himself to admire the sleeping man next to him. Even with bedhead, Francis’ hair still looked beautiful and soft. His lips were slightly parted, his eyes closed, bare shoulder slightly exposed. He looked so peaceful and content which made Arthur’s heart flutter.
“Like what you see?” Francis asked, his eyes opening halfway and a soft smile spreading across his face. 
“Sh-Shut up.”
“Make me.” 
And Arthur did, leaning forward and pressing a quick kiss on Francis’ lips. When he retreated back, embarrassment and doubt began setting. What did this mean now? Were they lovers? What if things didn’t end up well? He couldn’t bear to lose this man after everything they had been through. Maybe it was best to just forget what had happened and go back to being friends. 
“I-I don’t know if I can do this,” Arthur stuttered out. He pulled the covers up defensively, trying to avoid that kind loving gaze.
Francis was quiet for a moment and when Arthur stole a glance at him, he almost looked disappointed. “You know?” Francis began, his smile quickly returning, “We don’t have to call it anything you don’t want to. You liked what happened last night right?”
“I-I suppose…”
“I did too. Would you want to do more than just that? Like cuddle, kiss, and all that?”
Arthur was silent as he thought it over, his cheeks turning a deep shade of red. “If it makes it easier,” Francis continued, “I wouldn’t mind doing that kind of stuff, but if you don’t want to...I won’t push.”
Francis really was perfect. Attentive, loving, respectful when it mattered. What did he see in Arthur who just seemed to be a ball of anger and pent-up feelings? But the knowledge they wouldn’t be making this an official thing (at least not yet), put Arthur at ease and he decided to accept it. 
A couple months later, Arthur had worked up the courage to accept Francis’ offer of a date, and of course, being the thoughtful lover the man was, Francis provided him with the ideal date. They had gone to the park for a picnic lunch before heading to the theatre for a show. At night they cuddled up in Francis’ bed and fell asleep. It had been a pretty good day, but Arthur’s competitiveness had been sparked. Next date, he was planning it and he was going to impress Francis.
He got a reservation at the new French restaurant in town. Francis seemed to have enjoyed the food, but he said he could have always made such a meal at home. Arthur only rolled his eyes telling him that he was doing something nice for him so be grateful. Francis had giggled, making Arthur realize just how deep he was. It was exhilarating and a little nerve-wracking. After dinner, they headed out back to a garden area where a wishing well stood. “Do you have a coin?” Francis asked, peering into the well. 
“You’re lucky, here.” 
Francis pulled the coin to his chest closing his eyes before tossing it into the well with a plop. 
“What did you wish for?” Arthur asked, peering down into the well.
Francis brought a finger to his lips with a wink. “I can’t tell you or it won’t come true.”
Arthur’s nostalgia trip was interrupted by a pair of arms snaking around his waist and a firm kiss being pressed into his neck.
“What are you doing mon amour?” Francis asked in a low voice.
“Just...reminiscing.” Arthur lifted his hand, admiring the silver band on his finger. “Who would have thought we’d be here, like this, all those years ago.”
Francis chuckled. “Mhm. At least my wish came true.”
Arthur twisted his head to get a better look at the man behind him“Are you talking about that one you made on our second date?”
“Oui.”
“And what was it?”
“I would marry and spend the rest of my life with you.”
“You big sap.”
“Peut-être, but you love me for it.”
“What gave you that idea?”
“Oh, you wound me,” Francis exclaimed, clutching his chest. 
The two lovers erupted into a fit of laughter before going in for a kiss. It was sweet and quick, matching the playful moment. I couldn’t last forever as Arthur noticed the time. “We better go pick up the boys from the airport,” he suggested,  “they’ll be landing soon.”
Francis planted one more kiss on his forehead, before taking Arthur’s hand and pulling him out the door. Truly, Arthur was the luckiest man in the world and he had over fifty years' worth of evidence to prove it.
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111-intuition · 3 years
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TIPS & ADVICE
(feel free to re-blog and add on)
LYING
if you lie about something, always have a backup story that adds up (and if you can’t think of a good backup story, don’t lie.)
don’t lie about things you don’t absolutely have to.
if you know that people know you’re lying, find your way out of that lie without lying again (whether that means saying you’re joking, or just shutting up)
if someone asks you a personal question you don’t feel comfortable answering, don’t lie to them about it, just don’t answer them.
don’t lie about things for attention (ex: having mental illness, someone close to you passing away ((or being close with someone who passed away)) etc..)
SCHOOL
if you’re known as the quiet kid, don’t give people reasons to start thinking of you as weird. (don’t give people reasons for that in general)
don’t make fun of people (and if you do just do it in private)
don’t talk shit about people you don’t know
don’t make out in the halls
don’t do any sort of pda
try to not have late assignments
do not walk slow in the halls and by all means, do not stop to talk to friends or teachers, if you need to talk to someone that’s walking in the hall then walk with them, also do not swim up stream (walking in the opposite direction as everyone else)
do not interact with people who you know talk shit a lot, don’t like you or are mean to other people on social media, it’s probably a good idea to block them
do not kiss your partner in front of your peers (i’ve made this mistake)
do not suddenly try to become friends with the popular kids, chances are they will reject you (either straight up or behind your back)
don’t be embarrassed to do every little thing, chances are you’re embarrassing yourself more by doing that.
try your hardest to not cry in front of your class, they more then likely won’t give you sympathy
don’t share personal things with your class in an attempt to get attention (or in general)
do not ask people your friends are friends with about your friend unless you need to, it’s weird and makes everyone feel awkward. (idk if this makes sense 😭)
don’t snitch unless you or other people are in absolute danger
if there is no official seating, respect the unofficial seating and don’t sit in a new seat everyday
if your teacher says they are going to talk to your parents about something negative that you did , immediately text your parents and give some sort of explanation of what you did, but make it seem like less of a big deal then it really was (making what you said an understatement, but not a lie) , then when your parent talks to you about the message from your teacher, make it seem like the teacher is exaggerating (but do not say your teacher is lying)
don’t record fights and don’t repost them if someone else did
stand back when there’s a fight
don’t try to stop a fight
stay out of drama
don’t bring drugs, alc or weapons to school, it will not be taken as a joke and you will get suspended or expelled
MENTAL HEALTH *tw*
do not vent to someone you don’t trust
don’t vent to someone who is easily triggered
don’t vent to someone who you know won’t help you (unless you just need to vent & dash)
ask before you vent to someone if you think they might not be ok with it
if you need to talk to someone about suicidal thoughts (coming from yourself or others) don’t talk to your school councillor about it unless you are 100% sure you can trust them. if you have a student assistance provider they would be a good option.
don’t lie to your therapist
don’t tell people you aren’t close with about your mental illness unless you absolutely need to
don’t make mental illness your whole personality (idk who would do this but still)
don’t self diagnose (unless you are almost 100% sure you are correct, and you know enough about the mental illness) and don’t diagnose other people.
mental illness is not an excuse for everything, don’t make it one.
don’t fake mental illness for attention
don’t push your mental illness onto other people (ex: if you have separation anxiety from someone like your friend or partner , don’t make them feel like it’s their responsibility to cure you and don’t make them feel trapped)
use tone tags with people who you know have a hard time recognising tone or with people who are sensitive when it comes to getting their feelings hurt
if someone tells you that you hurt their feelings, apologise even if you didn’t mean to, if you feel like you don’t owe them an apology just say ‘i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings i’m sorry you felt that way’
if you are having a panic attack in class do not expect your peers to help you (i know this sounds cold but kids are mean and a lot of them don’t understand mental illness)
there is literally no reason to compare your mental illness to someone else’s (ex: saying things like ‘i have it worse’ etc)
SHARING PEOPLE IN YOUR LIFE
if you’re siblings/parents are a safe place for one of your friends, family members or your partner there is absolutely no reason to take that away from them unless they are seriously overstepping their boundaries (and still, just tell them that they’re overstepping)
if one of your friends/ your partner is friends with your siblings, do not take that away from them unless you absolutely need to for a good reason.
let your friends/parter have other friends/people close to them in their life.
just because you’re jealous of someone your friend/partner is friends with doesn’t mean you should hate that person
if your friend becomes close with your partner (or vice versa) there is no reason to be mad, unless you suspect there is some sort of cheating going on (then express your concern in a healthy way)
RELATIONSHIPS AND CRUSHES
(i have a lot of advice on this lol)
if you have a crush on someone you know doesn’t like you back, do not confess
if you have a crush on someone who is dating someone, do not confess
if you have a crush on someone who you know is a bad person, do not confess and try your hardest to get over your feelings
if you have a crush on someone who you think might like you back, test the waters before you confess.
if you have a crush on someone who you are almost 100% sure feels the same way, confess, but i would do it was caution
if you are dating someone who has bpd/has you as their FP (favourite person) keep that in mind when you’re talking to them
if you are having sexual relations with someone, please make sure there is always consent, a safe word if you need one and provide aftercare.
don’t make someone feel trapped (saying things like ‘i would die if you left’ or ‘ill kms if you leave’ etc)
if you’re dating someone, make sure you know their boundaries, what they’re comfortable with, what they’re not comfortable with and what triggers them
just because someone doesn’t support your relationship doesn’t mean it’s toxic or bad, but if someone is pointing out obvious red flags and you don’t listen to them, that’s on you
if someone tells you your partner is cheating, don’t believe them 100% without evidence, but don’t just brush it off either, look into it, ask for receipts and evidence, etc
don’t overwhelm your partner with affection (this may not make sense but don’t randomly just send them a paragraph expressing how madly in love with them you are bcuz they may not know how to respond in the moment)
if your hurt feelings, jealousy, etc turn into anger DO NOT take that anger out on your partner, either calmly express to them that they hurt your feelings or made you jealous, or don’t talk to them for a few hours
just because you guys are dating doesn’t you’re obligated to spend all your time on each other, you can hang out with other people, you can talk to other people etc..
although you deserve attention, that doesn’t mean your partner can’t give their interests attention too (ex: if you want to ft but their catching up on their favourite show, let them do that and just ft them later)
if you don’t like one of your partner’s friends then it’s ok to voice that to them, but you need a good reason to not like said friend, if they just give you a bad vibe and you don’t like them for just that that’s also ok, but you shouldn’t voice it to your partner in this case.
celebrating the months leading up to a year of you and your partner being together is totally acceptable and of course your one year, two years, three years, etc.. is too, but celebrating your one year-one month, one year-two months, etc.. isn’t necessary and is a little weird
‘are you mad at me’ is a valid question if you feel the need to ask it, even without the obvious signs of your partner being mad, but don’t ask it for attention.
if you and your partner are hanging out with friends, don’t start making out with them in front of said friends, it makes everyone else uncomfortable.
if you feel the need to ask for a break from your partner, do it. but make sure you voice your thoughts and you two seeing other people while you’re on your break (ex: say you need to step away for a while, but you’re still in love with this person. make sure when you tell them you need a break you voice that you don’t feel comfortable with them seeing other people while you’re on a break)
if you feel trapped, or are falling out of love, voice it to your partner ASAP
FRIENDSHIPS
if you have no friends, talk to people who look shy, chances are they’re really nice.
if your friends are talking shit about you, drop them asap!
if your friend doesn’t listen to you and is constantly talking about themselves, don’t talk to them about important things and don’t consider them a good friend
having only a few friends is ok
having only one really good friend is ok if you like it that way
if your friend expects you to help them and do things for them and they don’t return the favour, slowly step away and end the friendship, they’re more then likely just using you.
don’t let your friend treat your other friends/partner bad
don’t let your friends talk shit about people you care about
don’t tell friends you know you can’t 100% trust important things
if your friend makes fun of things they know you like in front of you, call them out in a calm way (ex: friend 1: ugh i hate that show that you love. friend 2: why would you say that if you know i love it?)
don’t let your friends treat you or make you feel shitty
don’t let your friends insult you ‘as a joke’ if you don’t like it or it’s obviously not a joke anymore
if your friend calls you out for being mean to them or someone else (or anything that you need to be called out for) that doesn’t mean you drop them, you thank them for calling you out for it.
don’t be possessive over your friends
SOCIAL MEDIA
don’t post everything that comes to your head
watch your words
make anonymous private accounts that you only accept a few people to so that when you need to vent, you don’t have all eyes on you and not that many people are seeing your vent post.
do not spam your story with birthday posts, videos of fireworks, memories, etc.. i can assure you that no one really looks at those posts.
don’t post about other people on your private story, they will find out.
don’t send nudes through dms, snapchat, discord, etc..
don’t add people to groupchats just to make fun of them
don’t make a groupchat with people who don’t know each other.
don’t send copypastas (it’s really annoying)
don’t spam your private story with tiktoks
screenshot everything of importance (yes even on snapchat)
GENERAL TIPS & ADVICE
don’t pressure people do to things they don’t want to do and don’t fall for peer pressure
if you need a healthy way to cope, collect something innocent (ex: i collect squishmallows to help cope with my separation anxiety)
^^ another healthy way to cope is picking up a hobby (ex: i play drums and take an art class)
buy books on things that interest you (ex: i have a ton of books on crystals and astrology)
just because you can’t relate to a song doesn’t mean you can’t listen to it
if you have separation anxiety, keep things like voice recordings, notes, pictures, gifts, etc.. from your person safe somewhere. (ex: i have separation anxiety from my s/o and i keep some of the voice recordings they send me in a note in my phone, i have the stuffed animals they made/bought me propped up on my bed, i have the notes they made me and the polaroids we took pinned on my cork-board.)
if you have mental illness, learn to recognise the feeling of things getting bad again.
make your room relaxing, some things that might help with that are things like an ocean projector, oil defuser, noise maker, incense or anything else that calms you down.
before you start something of any sort of importance, plan out how you’re gonna do it.
if you don’t agree with any of these then just don’t use them, no need to hate lol. i hope these helped you <33 ( i made this so if you repost give credit) also if you want another one of these with different categories just comment what categories to do :) ilygsm
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