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tinyq · 1 year

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Couch naps.

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dinasfavslut · 7 months

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LoserEllie x Fem!reader

a/n: This fic was supposed to come out in late August or early September, so I am a month late, and I'm sorry. I hope you enjoy it since I've spent a while on this (I started writing and never finished).

Warnings:smut 18+ Minors just dont interact, Smoking, Sexual thoughts, Cussing, Pet names, Teasing, Oral, Fingering, Slight mention of strap, Squirting

Everyone is aware that Ellie smokes; we have all seen it. Of course, there are also the dealer Ellie fics, which I absolutely love, but just picture Ellie making reader squirt for the first time while high!

Ellie calls you over for the "usual" hangout of smoking, fighting while playing the latest video game she purchased, exchanging lust-filled glances at each other, and taking turns going to the restroom to deal with your neediness so you don't pounce on one another. The typical predicament continues.

"Okay, how about a crash bandicoot?”

She places the joint between her soft pink lips and says, "I mean, it's whatever." Her fingers, god, her fingers, her hands, and how she flexes them after spending long hours writing or drawing, playing the guitar, rolling blunts and joints—you could go on and on...and on—is almost down to her fingers when she takes another drag.

You two have long been "friends." Everyone in town knows that you and Ellie are more than "just friends", but as far as the relationship goes, it isn't dating or just a friendship, and that kills you. You like Ellie; you really like her, and smoking enhances that feeling toward her. Additionally, it also helps to want to get pounded by her right on the couch.

She had already loaded the game and begun playing while you were still deep in thought. She was so engrossed in her game that you could see her thumbs and fingers pressing and moving the various buttons. "I'm going to get a snack, Els. You want something." She gave a brief glance over, not straining her head from facing the TV. Her gaze seemed to remain fixed on your body as you stood up, pressing your thighs together as you did so.

"Yeah..." You entered the kitchen in search of a bite to quell your hunger. You discovered cookies, popcorn, Cheezits, and wet wipes after searching the cabinets. Why were wet wipes kept in the snack cabinet?

“Ellie?” You gave her a concerned-confused look as she held up the wipes.

“What?” She looked at you, and you just waved around the wipes.

"Uh, well, keep the ants away.”

“Where the fuck did you hear that?”

“I read it or something somewhere... But that isn't a snack, bubs.” Obviously, the wet wipes weren't a snack. You walk over to her and straddle her lap.

"I'm not going to make you eat the wet wipes." Your thoughts had returned to what had just been said a few moments prior: "Wait, Ellie Williams, do you have ants!?" She gave you a dumbfounded look like a middle school boy who had just been scolded. "You have ants when you were about to let us eat food from your cupboard?"

"Calm down, baby. The wet wipes carried out their duties."

"And how do you know that?"

"I didnt hear any screaming that you saw an ant," she said. She shifted into a new position, pushing her hips a up little higher. You noticed this bump or something rigid. None of those properly expresses what you felt. The bulge in her pants was pressing directly on your clit while you were seated on Ellie's lap. You were soaked through, which was unfortunate for you. You were wet before, of course, but now it was leaking through.

Ellie picked you up and set you down next to her, but she quickly noticed the mess you had made beneath yourself. "You, um, do you need any help with..." you nodded quickly in order to get to you something you have been waiting ages for while also stopping her from finishing her sentence she laid you down in front of her, lifted up your skirt to let it rest on your torso, and pulled off the green underwear you had chosen to wear that day, which of course would need to be washed. "Just relax for me; it is okay, I’l make it feel good, promise". You trusted her i mean why wouldnt you- your trusted ellie with yourself at least, so when she kept kissing the inside of your thighs, you didn't question, but you did whine.

“Els please”

"Right, I'm sorry." She gave you her silly little smile before returning to her task at hand. Her lips were almost immediately attached to your clit. You whimpered and gasped loudly from her movements. The effects of the weed haven't faded quite yet, making all of Ellie's movements feel 10 times better, but let's be real, it's Ellie fucking Williams, and you've been wainting for this forever.

“E-el-” She slid her agile, calloused fingers into your cunt, causing you to let out an exasperated gasp, followed by a loud moan. You tilted your head forward to see her face. Her eyes were stuck to the way you just kept dripping and how her fingers were being swallowed up so easily.

“Ive got you, babe. Lay back for me. Can you do that for me, pretty girl?" Responding to her request, you nod and lay down. The pace of her fingers quickens, and she hits a spot that makes your head feel light and your tummy coil.

"Els, please." Ellies, ignoring your pleads, having lust take over. Completely, you feel yourself about to let go at any minute, any second, but it's not like all the times you've fingered yourself to the thought of her before. Ellie's mouth on your clit, her fingers thrusting out of you, you moan louder than you even knew your voice could handle. She continued quickening her pace until she drained everything out of you. You “came” all over her hands, face, and couch. She pulled her head back and paused for a moment. “I-I am so sorry, I didn't mean.”

She places her finger over your mouth to hush your apologies. "It's alright, angel; I know you couldn't help it.” You were embarrassed by your actions, but somehow, even though she had a big mess that she had to clean up, her reassuring words made everything fine. She leans right over you and places a kiss on your lips. “I think I'm in love with you. Actually, I know that I'm in love with you. I love you, bubs.”

"I love you too Els."

#the last of us 2 #ellie williams #ellie williams fic #ellie williams x reader #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams smut #ellie tlou #the last of us ellie #the last of us smut #tlou part 2

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getvalentined · 20 days

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I love when folks ask me Fandom Old questions and I get to be like "Yeah, uh, that's from my old online RP group, no it's not canon at all, yes we just made it up, no we did not claim it was canon but the mid to late aughts were a strange time."

It's honestly a shock to realize how often this has happened. I mentioned earlier that Reno's fanon surname came from this same group, but that's not even the half of it. I once made a bunch of screenshot manips based on the most ridiculous ships anyone could think of—someone slapped a random line of text onto one of them and to this day it's used as a "cringe FF7 fandom" meme. I saw it on the twits a bit back and almost fell out of my goddamn chair.

If you've ever heard Scarlet referred to with the surname "West," read about Tseng fighting with metal fans, seen Elena's older sister being called Anna instead of Emma, come across Vincent portrayed as having a PhD in spite of being a Turk, or caught references somewhere to Grimoire experimenting on Vincent as a child, that started with this group. That was us.

One of the funniest examples of this, for me specifically, is that we don't actually know which arm Veld is missing? The fandom generally goes with his left because that's how I drew him in the first picture of the guy ever posted on devart way back in 2005, but it may very well be his right. I've seen people offer "proof" that it's his right based on a scene in the opening cutscene, but you can't tell there either, and with BC's graphics there's literally no way to tell on his sprite.

Hell, this year we found out everyone's assumed timeline of the Kalm fire is wrong, and that's our fault too because we made some assumptions about Felicia's age for an LJ RP that were entirely wrong. She's around Zack's age, not Sephiroth's! She's old enough to run with a terrorist group in BC, but she was a child when Kalm burned, and that happened in 1997—we know this because NPCs in Rebirth literally refer to the fire in Kalm having happened "just ten years ago." Veld has only had his prosthetic for three years when BC starts. (This also implies that, contrary to popular belief, Veld may actually be younger than Vincent. Vincent may have been the senior partner, and that's why he was sent to Nibelheim alone while Veld was left at headquarters.)

We were really wrong on this! But we were working with what we had. There's no canon evidence for the vast majority of these things (the most notable exclusion here is Vincent being educated) but we weren't claiming there was. We were filling gaps, and canon was so sparse that we had a lot of gaps to fill. So if it turns out that Veld lost his right arm, then I'll just have to start drawing him that way—because losing his left was never canon.

Tragically, there's nothing any of us can do to make people stop assuming these things are canon at this point; there aren't a lot of us still in the fandom, and it's not like any of us have those old chatlogs anymore. People from this RP group have DIED since those days. It's been over 20 years since most of us met, and around 15 since most of us were in a public fannish space together.

"Prove it," people say, and I literally can't. Do you know how many computers I've been through since then? 75% of the platforms we used no longer exist. This all started on a BBCode forum! There is no proof!

But...there's no evidence any of these things are canon, either, so maybe think about that? The Kalm fire, Tseng's weapon of choice, Veld's arm, character surnames—none of these are retcons because there was no lore there to retcon. We made it up for our specific purposes, and it escaped containment in an era when there was really no way to do online contact tracing.

It's just one of the weirdest feelings in the world to see younger folk arguing about A or B point in canon, about X or Y retcon—referencing something my friends and I thought up at like 10 o'clock at night on a now-defunct IM client in August of 2005, because we needed something to refer back to for a specific scene in an RP and the source material had nothing to offer.

Absolutely fucking bonkers.

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katsigian · 10 months

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𝕍𝕒𝕝𝕖𝕟, 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕌𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 ℕ𝕠𝕨

When I made Valen, I never knew that he'd become such an integral part of me. I made him with all of the best parts of people I love, but also the worst. I began building Valen back in June 2021 and I've been developing him ever since.

He's one of the loves of my life, he's my baby, he's the steady, beautiful moon that's all full and bright and glowing in the night sky.

Valen is the best thing I've ever made.

This was him back in August 2021 when I first made him

This is him now as of July 2023. Nearly two years later

My sweet, handsome, angry boy. I love you so, so much.

He's flawed and dark and gritty and that is essential to him. I was very careful to give him realistic and human qualities, like his fatal flaw of devotion, his temper problems, his love for carb-heavy food. Valen is not a good person, no. He's a headhunter, a professional private contractor that fixes other people's problems for exorbitant amounts of money. He's hurt people and sleeps well at night. Valen was raised in violence, it's what he's best at, he will forever be violence and aggression and combat. He's the hunt and he's the predator.

But he's also loving. He's incredibly affectionate and sweet with his love. He is gentle and kind with him. If there will be any salvation for Valen, it will be the heaven he finds in bed with the love of his life. He wants so badly to be good for him. He learns patience for him. And while that violent, aggressive part of Valen that makes up his core being will never leave, he can still be loved. He loves being in conflict and combat, he loves the adrenaline of the fight. But he loves his soulmate even more.

He's human - Valen sucks at boardgames. Valen has plants that he takes care of. He draws and sketches and paints. He loves going to a coffee shop and getting a fancy little sugary drink. He worries about his outfit he put on this morning and if he looks good. He carefully fixes his hair in the morning with pomade only for it to be shaken out when his love winds his fingers in it.

Valen is everything that I've ever wanted to create and he always will be the greatest thing I've ever made. He isn't a self insert, but he still has pieces of my heart and soul within him, woven through him. He's all of the best things I could ever create in one body. I spent hours upon hours on his tattoos, making sure they fit him and they were wholly and entirely his, meaningful to him and his life.

He's saved me more times than I can count. Valen and his siblings and his soulmate, his story and his personality, his plot lines and his past. Is what kept me alive when things were too rough. It's because of Valen, my best boy, that I found my life partner. That I found my best friend. That I found all these people I can call friends. It's all because of him. My life would not have been the way it is right now without him - I would've never found this sort of happiness if I hadn't created him and got the courage to enter the fandom with him.

I love you. I love you so much. I'll never make something so beautiful as Valen and his tattoos and his story ever again.

#i'm in tears while i write this. you should know that #male v monday #cyberpunk 2077 #cp2077 #cyberpunk oc #cyberpunk screenshots #cyberpunk photomode #cyberpunk photography #virtual photography #in game photography #in game screenshots #virtual photoshoot #male v #masc v #cyberpunk game #⠀- ̗̀ ⸨ 𝔳𝔞𝔩𝔢𝔫 𝔨𝔦𝔫𝔩𝔞𝔴 ⸩⁺☀︎⭒๋

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rainypebble07 · 8 months

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ME!

Today, August 30th, is my birthday and (conveniently) also the day I posted my first fic, It Wasn't A Bad Thing (Do not read it, read the rewrite), on Ao3 and entered the Byler community as a writer and eventually artist.

It's strange to think that I've been here for 365 days now. I mean, that's a lot of days, but it's honestly been so fun to get to know some of the people here and I just love you guys. All of you. Seriously.

As a birthday gift, maybe read one of my fics and leave a fun comment (I have them all listed in my pinned past, but I recommend the superspy, pirate, and zombie Will ones)! If not that, give me a silly drawing request I'll take days to finally get around to or even just a fun little ask!!

And I love to talk about myself, but over the year, there have been some very impactful people I've met on this site, and I'd just like to thank all of them for being so wonderful (if you're not on the list, I still love you, I promise. I'd name every one of my followers if I could), so without further ado...

Rainy's Thank You List of Very Awesome People:

@foodiewithdahoodie you, my friend, are the best. One of my first ever followers, even before I was an artist. I've had your support since day 1 and I'm so grateful to call you my mutual!! You're seriously the kindest ever <333

@microwaveonwheels You're just the most fun person, my favorite kitchen appliance. You've got the best (and sometimes the most challenging) drawing requests and you never ever fail to make me laugh with your tags. Keep your energy forever and ever, my biology genius mutual :)))))

@sillylittlerock If I have one fan, it's you. If I have 100 fans, you're one of them. If I have no fans, you have left the building. SILLYLITTLEROCK you are THE ROCK and genuinely the sweetest person ever. Absolutely my favorite and I hope you have the most beautiful of days. Rock gang, rock gang.

@callmetheidiot I hope the ex fight was worth it, you've let me become a wattpad fiend (jkjk I haven't even touched wattpad in over a week). You are the kindest and most wonderful of people, callmetheidiot. And I would never ever call you an idiot bc you are the absolute definition of the opposite.

@th3-third-duffel-bag You're the coolest ever. And it makes me laugh when you leave angry comments on my Ao3. Much, much love <333

@cringengl I don't interact with you much, but every time you like one of my posts, I feel like you're saying it's cringe and it makes me laugh every time. Have the most amazing of days today! I love you!

@runninguplenorahills If I had to have my first pointless internet beef with anyone, I'm glad it was you. I'll admit, I was wrong about the barbie movie thing. I'm just stubborn. I think you're awesome though, even if we're worst enemies now. (jkjk we're not enemies... unless...) (no jk again) Have a wonderful day!!!!

@elsbianism You know what? I just think you're neat. Even before I started following you I was just like gee, they're pretty neat. And then I did follow you! And now we're mutuals! And you're still the neatest person here, El, so congrats on that one.

@miaisagirllover MIA I LOVE YOU! Thank you for helping me to break the barrier between dimensions. I look at your pinterest every day like ahhhh my stuff. And you've just got the best takes, I'm sorry so many people like Billy. I'll try to stop them. Have a lovely day, friend!!

@chaoticbyler Just had to give a quick shoutout to my pinterest spy on the inside. Never would have even known my art was breaking barriers without your help. Thanks, soldier. I owe you one.

@midget-is-a-simp I don't think I have one post you haven't liked. And I've had minimal interaction with you, but if my life was a TV show, you'd be the character who showed up once a season and you're somehow everyone's favorite character.

@yearninginblue you are my superspy buddy for life and I love you so so so much <3

@phaniella your comments make my day and I love you for it <3

@howtobecomeadragon IDK HOW I ALMOST FORGOT YOU OMG YOU'RE THE BEST. BEST FOR LAST, I GUESS. YOU, my friend, are the sweetest ever and I'm so happy to be your mutual. The fact that you like dragons so much is so cool. Never ever lose your passion! Dragons are awesome (and so are you)!!

Alright, sorry it's long, but I had a lot of people to be thankful for (and, trust me, so many more who I couldn't fit to the list). If you see this, just know I love you more than anything and I hope EVERYONE had the best day ever.

Bye-bye for now,

Rainy Pebble

#stranger things #byler #byler fanfic #BIRTHDAY TIME #YAYAYAYAY #one year anniversary!!#that's just so cool #thank you all for making it such a good experience

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josefavomjaaga · 7 months

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Hi!!!!! flower here!!!!! As of late I've been getting increasingly invested in the human golden retriever that was Édouard Mortier and especially in his relationship with Soult. I know the way I portray relationships between marshals through my drawings and designs isn't always the most historically accurate (just look at my BessiMu obsession :sob:), but I am genuinely curious to know what their relationship was like? Do you happen to know anything about it? They seemed to be quite a mismatched pair, Mortier seems to me like quite a happy person who had an easy time befriending others and therefore had a lot of friends who loved and cared for him, while Soult is... Soult, he did have friends who loved and cared for him but he is as friendly as a cold slab of ice :sob: it makes me wonder how they became friends and how their friendship held itself together for seemingly so long. Thank you for any info you can provide on this, love your marshal posts!!! c:

Hi there, petal! Great to hear from you! 💖

And thank you for the question! Though I fear lately I'm getting mostly Asks beyond my competence 😥. I know very little about Mortier, frankly, and have yet to read a biography of his.

But, judging from the little I do know, your golden retriever comparison seems pretty accurate 😁. So far, I have yet to find somebody who did not like Mortier. And yes, even Soult - clearly not somebody to befriend easily - seems to have genuinely cared for him.

From Soult's "Mémoires - Espagne et Portugal", about Mortier leaving Spain in April 1813 (in order to join Napoleon on the Russian campaign - talk about "out of the frying pan and into the fire"):

I was very sorry to see Marshal Mortier go. I made every effort to hold him back. I was with him on the terms of a friendship that dated back a long way. I counted entirely on him. The slight clouds that had accidentally risen between us had long since cleared.

As to the long-standing friendship, it must date back at least as far as Soult's campaign in Switzerland, as I've come across a letter from that time. And as to the "slight clouds" 😁: Mortier was apparently just as eager as any other marshal to obey to Soult's more-or-less superior command. The editors quote excerpts from a long letter Soult wrote to Mortier in 1810, replying to complaints the latter had made, and explaining and justifying pretty much every decision and every order he had dared to give to Mortier. I'm not much acquainted with military matters but I dare assume that this is not the usual way a chain of command works in thy army 😁. It may be evidence that Mortier's opinion did indeed matter a lot to Soult.

Of course, between the rather tense letter of 1810 (at a time when the "roi Nicolas" affair was in everybody's mind) and Soult's sorrowful farewell to Mortier in 1813, a lot had happened. Among other things, the siege of Badajoz, where the two of them had worked very well together and where, according to the memoirs of Auguste Petiet, ...

[...] a cannonball fell between the two marshals, who had jointly decided on the final arrangements. This projectile covered them with earth in full view of our troops, who redoubled their ardour […]

[...] most likely after having had a good laugh at their superior commanders being turned into pillars of mud. In any case, I assume things like almost being hit by the same cannonball would strengthen their connection.

As to the end of the empire, Mortier was a bit wiser than Soult during the Hundred Days; he rallied to Napoleon but took a convenient sick leave for the actual fighting and thus was largely unmolested during the Second Restauration. During the July Monarchy he briefly took over the ministry of War and the presidency of the Council from Soult, but that was clearly not his strong point, and he was probably very relieved to return it.

I also remember that Mortier was mentioned in Davout's correspondence at the beginning of the Empire, when everybody suddenly found himself a marshal and had court duties: Davout asked Soult about the colours the livrées of the servants were supposed to have, and Soult, who apparently did not know either, then asked Bessières and Mortier.

This is probably not really what you wanted to hear but it's the best I can do as of now. I'm still learning, and I wish I would do so faster. As to Soult being

as friendly as a cold slab of ice

I'm not sure if I would fully agree. He was taciturn, rather direct and was in general seen as rude - but he also lived in a society with very refined manners and an elaborate system of courtesies that he may never really have felt comfortable with. While he clearly was not good at showing emotions, I'm not sure he really was "cold". At least when British historian Napier first met him, his first impression was rather that of somebody who hid behind his grim face "an excellent heart".

On a sidenote: As usual, while looking for quotes and more information in order to answer you a little better, I found lots of other stuff. (Did you guys know that Oudinot's oldest son, who accompanied Masséna during the third campaign into Portugal, has left memoirs? Or that Wellingtom claimed to have met Masséna through Soult?) Thank you for that, too! 💖

#napoleon's marshals #edouard mortier #jean de dieu soult #peninsular war

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seahdalune · 5 months

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TF2: so. TF2 huh. got into it last year. i kinda lost interest because of a tf2 discord server that i ended up leaving in bad terms + no content updates + i didn't do jackshit in the fandom. i made my robot oc blog but unfortunately that one died along with my fixation! oops.

Papa Louie: the ultimate killer of my tf2 fixation. the increasing amount of "Papa Louie lore is CRAZY!" videos in my recommended feed and the eventual release of Freezeria Deluxe drawing in streamers, and then Jerma, was what finally got me to crack and give the games a go. i don't regret it, because i finally joined a fandom that i actively (? the fandom's kiiiiinda dead aha;;) participate it, after like 2 years of wandering around! it kinda faltered around July~August, but after downloading Flashpoint, it came back double the force.

Scott Pilgrim: got the books for my birthday. read them. the graphic novels haunted me for a while because it was so.... different! from what i've read up to that point. i buried it into my subconciousness but the show dug it up again. i'm not thaaaat into it though. it's a background thought thing.

Good Omens: season 2 babyyyyyy, i wasn't as into it as i was in like.... 2021? i mean, back then i read like, a shitton of GO fanfics. i think that fandom is still my most bookmarked fandom within my fic folder. season 2 was great! heartbreaking even. but as i said, i already blew my steam back in like, 2021. i didn't really have Good Omens people to talk with anyways, not that i'm confident enough to find any.

Madness Combat: was around for the 2021 boom, but my fixation came back because of the Makeship plushie thing, fight meh ok. i wonder a little if they were worth it over the Papa Louie plushie when my fixation didn't last as long (it kiiiinda does sting i had to give him up? it would be nice to own official Papa Louie merch ;;) but whateves. they're in my arms. they're very cuddly. i'm getting off-point, anyways i love these freaks, love the action in the animations, i wanna play the game but at the same time i'm not sure how well i'm gonna be able to handle the guns and the killing. eh, i'll manage, i'll live. i guess i kinda stopped being fixated because like i said, nobody to talk to since i'm a little wary about the fandom... uh, i'm sure there are a lot of nice people, but i've had peeks at what arguments people have been having and that made me decide to just lurk.

AVA/AVM: my friend was watching it and they got into it, so i got curious and i looked into it as well. they're cute little ibbly babbles, those sticks. big fan of the Animator vs Animation series especially because awoo.... it advances so much in style in each episode. V and VI especially blow shit out of the water. love it. love it. didn't really bother to get into the fandom though. i didn't see a place to sit down, so i just walked through the merchant hall and moved on. i stare at the wares every now and then though.

HLVRAI: watched it recently. it's nice. not.... really enjoyable enough for me to be a full-blown fan, but whateves. i kinda don't know why that happened to be the thing that all my mutuals were obsessed with throughout 2021 but the only reason i didn't get into it either was because i didn't finish Hal-Life 1 and i wanted to get into the game blind due to hearing that it was "the best game ever that influenced the gaming industry forever". i wonder, that if i wasn't such a wuss, would i have watched HLVRAI earlier and enjoyed it more? we'll have to see with HL2VRAI. i haven't finished HL2 either btw... sigh.

#shitpostdalune #fandom timeline

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lovesosweeet · 6 months

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better left unsaid // cth

chapter fourteen

in which orion has leukemia, and calum doesn’t know.

calum hood x fem!oc

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august 7, 2018 los angeles, california orion

One week since Calum left and I don't know how I can miss him more than I do right now. I know it's only going to get worse. Everything is only going to get worse.

I'm finally not feeling completely like death, but my second chemo appointment is today, so that'll be changing quite quickly.

Now that I've been to a chemo appointment, I know what to expect. Today, I pack my fluffy blanket that Crystal got me, my worn out copy of Catcher in the Rye, headphones, and a phone charger. I'm dressed in my only pair of joggers and a crop top with Cal's Real Madrid hoodie tied around my shoulders to wear inside the hospital. I make three coffees: one for me, one for Emelia, and one for Ron. I put mine in a spill proof bottle so I can put it in my bag and carry the other two.

I watch Emelia's location, waiting for the blue dot to get close enough to me that I can go downstairs and meet her out front when she pulls up. After giving Duke a kiss on the nose, I head out, taking the elevator down to the lobby and dropping Ron's coffee off at the desk. He's on the phone but he smiles gratefully and mouths 'thank you' while I keep walking past him, seeing Em's car right outside already.

Emelia fills me in on her morning. Her roommates have been slacking on their share of the dishes and she's been annoyed. It's typical stuff, and I feel like she always has the same gripes in her life. I'm somewhat jealous of the cyclical nature of her problems. Mine aren't even on the same road. I was jolted from a life of LSAT stress and classes to a life of IVs and sterile hospitals and a death sentence.

By now, she knows exactly how to get to the hospital and drops me off in front of the door.

"You're done at 3?" She asks, confirming when she'll come back.

"Yeah, 3, but I can wait a while if that's too early." Her shifts normally end right at 3, and I don't want her to leave work early to pick me up. I don't have anything else to do, so I can just wait until she's done with work.

She swats at the air to mean 'that's nothing' and I fight the urge to tell her to stay at work. "I'll be here at 3. I love you, let me know if you need anything."

She rolls up her window before I can say anything, so I turn around and enter the building. After checking in, they do another blood draw and take a handful of other vitals before I walk back into the room of armchairs. I don't get a welcome sign today, but there are cookies and juice again.

I sit in my chair and put on the hoodie I brought, throwing my blanket across my lap. I pull up my sleeve so they can put the IV in, and again, I can't look. I instead look to my left, just trying to find something else to focus on, and instantly regret it.

About six seats to my left — all of the ones in between are empty — is Macy. She's in a similar state, wearing a hoodie with sweatpants, a blanket wrapped around her shoulders, and headphones in her ears. She's staring straight at me with her eyes wide, probably in disbelief. There's no getting out of having a conversation with her. She's seen me and she knows I've seen her.

I turn to stare straight ahead, accidentally meeting the gaze of the old man sitting across from me. I end up squeezing my eyes shut so I don't have to look at anything while they insert the IV. When I feel the nurse put the tape over it, I reopen my eyes and pull my sleeve back down.

"Is it okay if I move a few seats down?" I meekly ask her.

A brief moment of confusion flashes in her eyes, but she nods. "Yes, of course, do you need help?"

"No, I'm fine."

I stand up, clutching my blanket around my shoulders, slinging my tote bag onto my arm, and wheel the IV with me while I walk toward Macy. She smiles at me when I'm next to her, sitting in the chair directly next to hers.

"Hi," she says quietly.

"Hi."

I then realize I have no idea how to start the conversation or what to say. It seems that both of us have withheld some information, but the pieces of Macy's story start to fit together.

She's visiting her parents, who happen to have an apartment near UCLA's hospital.

She's taking a gap year, indefinitely.

She wants to be a doctor.

Macy has cancer, and I bet she's had it for a long time. I bet her parents don't live in this part of LA normally, they just stay here when she's in treatment. That's why she said they sort of live in the building, because they aren't full-time residents.

Macy has cancer.

The facts sink in and then I get more and more questions. Is it bad? Terminal? Has she been in treatment for long? Has she had it her whole life?

"I have leukemia," I say, breaking our silence. I'm quiet, nearly inaudible, but I have no doubts that she heard me.

"I'm so sorry," Macy whispers back, sounding devastated. "I had no idea."

I chuckle. "Yeah, I'm not really advertising it." I look over at her and she's nodding.

"I totally get it," she admits. Her face is somber and wistful, so thoughtful and hard to really pin how she's feeling. "I've been in and out of treatment since I was five."

When I open my mouth to tell her that I'm sorry and ask what kind of cancer it is, she cuts me off.

"I've gotten tired of the instant pity I get when I tell people I have cancer, so I just don't really tell people," Macy explains. "Eventually I do. I just don't want people to only be nice to me because I'm sick. I want them to be nice to me because they like me."

"I like you."

I understand what she means. It's the same way that Calum feels: people are nice to him just to get closer to fame, a good connection, a few thousand followers. They aren't nice to him because they like him. Of course, it's different for Macy. People aren't being nice to her because they want something from her. They're nice because they feel bad.

"You're like the nicest person on the planet, that doesn't count."

"I'm an average level of nice."

Macy laughs. It's a genuine laugh, which is a nice sound for the current setting. "Sure, if that's what you want to believe, but I disagree. You're truly the kindest person I know."

I don't want to sit here and argue with Macy about my level of niceness and kindness, so I decide we should drop it at that.

"Calum likes you too," I add.

She scoffs and then giggles again. "I'm sure you had nothing to do with that."

"He likes you! I promise!"

"I'm not doubting that, but I have no doubt you put in a very good word for me," she says. "But also, I love getting to know both of you, so I'm not complaining."

"I'm really glad we ran into you in that elevator," I confess. "I'm glad you're in our lives."

"See? Nicest person I know."

I go to punch her in the arm but am reminded that I'm tethered to the IV and there's a tube that moves along with my arm. It pulls me back to our reality, and I think it does Macy, too.

"How long have you been in treatment?" Macy asks.

"Today is my second one. First was last Wednesday."

Macy does a sharp intake of breath. "You had your first treatment and were still able to go get coffee with me on Sunday?!"

I nod.

"Dude, everyone I've ever seen go through this stuff is completely knocked off their feet by the first round. You're tough as shit."

Her words warm my heart and I'm grateful that she is able to see something good out of this hardship. Some days I feel strong, but mostly, I feel weak. Too weak to live my own life. Too weak to tell Calum the truth. Practically too weak to take care of Duke.

"I can't believe you started treatment right as they left for tour. Calum didn't want to stay with you?"

There it is. The part of the conversation I don't want to have.

"Um... he, uh, he... I — I didn't tell him."

Macy is quiet while she processes what I told her. I can tell she's shocked, and based on what I know about her, she would've normally yelled or screamed something, but because we're in a hall of people getting treatment, she holds it in.

"You suddenly make a lot less sense to me, but I'm not even sure what else to ask, so we can leave that there if you don't wanna talk about it."

Now I'm surprised. She's just able to drop it?

"Uh, are you sure?"

She smiles tightly. "I trust that you have some very thought out reasons for making the choices you do."

"So you won't tell him?"

Macy shakes her head. "That's not my place."

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a/n: oooooo macy!! surprise!!! in the original of this story her name was callie and idk why i did that bc CAL and CALLIE is too much. they met on the oncology ward in the OG but i liked this idea better for some reason haha.

i know this is a cal fic and there's no cal in this chapter lol it's FiNE itS FOR The PLOT OKAY

that said i am working on a new chapter that has calum in it n it's a flashback hopefully coming to you in a few hours OK THX love u bye

#5sos #luke hemmings #5 seconds of summer #calum hood #ashton irwin #fanfiction #fanfic #5sosfam #5sos fanfic #calum imagine #michael clifford #better left unsaid

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maxhpart · 4 months

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12 and 18 for the art ask!

(WHOOPS, didn't mean to take a week to get back to this! I'm hoping I can actually return to art-as-usual for a little while.)

12. Show your favourite drawing from this year (2023)

Ough, questions of favorites are tricky for me because it's hard to pick just one! However, I think I have my answer. The question isn't asking about my most popular (Matrix Barbie), most grueling (Art Fight multiattack), most experimental (Spider-Punk for style, Caduceus for medium), or best example of what I do (Izel & Yaretzi). The question asks for my favorite, which is this one from August:

(It has been my phone wallpaper for a while!)

I love the composition and colors on this one; they make me smile. I love the layering and texturing I did here. I love that I got to try out the Amogus technique, and it worked better than whatever I would have done instead! And I love it for what it's about: the heat and joys of summer :) Extra nice to think about on these (northern hemisphere) cold winter days.

18. Do you have any larger projects you’d like to pursue? Like comics, shortfilm, a series etc?

I've had recent-ish ideas for one-off comics (a few pages, tops) and merch sets and such, and I think it'd be neat to run a zine someday.

A few years back, I had an idea for a (fan/adaptation) TTRPG that I worked on intermittently for a while. I didn't get to the stage of making art for it, but I would definitely want to if I ever picked it up again and worked out the rest of the kinks in the mechanics/structure of gameplay. Might just want to rebuild it (from scratch) (again)...

I also have always—as in, literally since childhood—thought it'd be neat to make [art for] a video game. These days, I'm wondering if doing something like making my own visual novel would be a good fit (for doing final art in a style/medium familiar to me), or doing character design for a team that translates it to a different style/medium. I dunno! It's not a specific ambition for right now, just something that might be neat. But if inspiration strikes me or a suitable opportunity arises, I might pursue it after all!

Thank you for the questions! I hadn't thought about the game stuff in a while. These are good things to consider for a new year 👀

#ask meme #not art #artists on tumblr #maxhpart #maxhpart answers

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kamuiyamato · 8 months

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Bust Commissions are Open!

I accept commissions through Artistree and you can find the link to commission me here.

Hi guys, so I'm still out of work because of the concussion I got back in August. Workman's comp denied my claim and I am still fighting with them to get the paperwork I need in order to properly file for FMLA. So for now, I am taking bust commissions only in order to make up some of the money I'm missing from not working. I'm running out of PTO time to cover this, so this is to make up funds.

I'm not in dire straights yet but we're doing this right now to try to prevent that from happening.

So I can draw your favorite characters for you and your OCs (with visual references) if you'd like!

Basically this is all I can do until I can get back to working but I still have symptoms of a concussion and it's been a month since I smacked my head, so the doctors will not let me work. I have more medical testing that needs to get done (blood work, CT scan, etc) and that's all coming out of my own pocket now since Workman's Comp denied me. So I'm trying to make sure I have the funds to cover things when the time hits.

So if you would like a bust commission of your favorite baby, I can do that for you. I have the limit set to 3 just do I don't overwhelm myself but I've been turning them out in about a day's time.

#art commission #art commissions

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GET TO KNOW THE MUN.

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴅᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛ ᴍᴜꜱᴇ(ꜱ) ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ?

so way back in the day when I was rping on forums I was on this one vampire vs werewolf forum that probably had the very very first iteration of Bella? and then I came here and got my start with canons but I was picking the most obscure canons that were essentially OC's anyway. my first RPC OC here was actually not Bella but an acrobat named Wings, IIRC. All the others spiralled after that.

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ?

listen. i am a soft bean. Anything with like, heavy angst, explicit horror, some physical fighting stuff is not really my cup of tea - partially because it's not my cup of tea to read so writing it doesn't come naturally to me

ɪꜱ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ?

i love anything that lets me explore my characters, whether that's backstory in a shipping/slice of life sense or exploring something new, in new verses or in different situations. I'm pretty open to most things tbh

ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴᴏɴꜱ?

I don't make a lot of headcanons tbh? but a lot of them I think up early in the morning while my mind is just kind of drifting, or while driving

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ɪɴ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ᴏʀ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀʏ ᴍᴜꜱɪᴄ?

i am a big music girl - i do everything with music lmao.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʟᴀɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʀᴇᴘʟɪᴇꜱ ᴏʀ ᴡɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇᴍ?

i would say 95% of the time I just wing it, which reflects my general preference in rp for going with the flow over hard and fast plotting. that said, quite often I will read a reply and think immediately "x character is going to do or say this in response to that" and obsess over that detail until I can write it down.

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ꜱʜɪᴘᴘɪɴɢ?

so much ! I don't necessarily go into every interaction expecting a ship but I do think there are some you can pick straight away as having insane chemistry and some that develop over time, even if you're not trying. of course, jumping straight into it is fun but I usually chat ooc about that first

ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴀʟɪᴀꜱ/ɴᴀᴍᴇ?

brodie ! I never stuck to any sort of alias lmao

ᴀɢᴇ?

thirty

ʙɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ?

6 August

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ(ꜱ)?

pastels - butter yellow, baby pink, so on

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ(ꜱ)?

i rotate thru songs tbh. State of Me by Meghan Tonjes is always up there. Moon Trance by Lindsey Stirling. Save Me or Moon by BTS. Heartbeat by Nightcore was my top song of last year and North Star by Tyler Shaw the year before (it came 4th in 2023). So many honestly

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ᴍᴏᴠɪᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

It was probably actually Knives Out with my dad like a fortnight ago but as I'm typing this I remember I watched the TSwift Eras movie since then but I'm not sure that counts cos I cried thru the whole thing

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱʜᴏᴡ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜᴇᴅ?

We've been watching Physical 100 s2 the last couple of nights

ʟᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʟɪꜱᴛᴇɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ?

Twin Flame - Brennan Story

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏᴏᴅ?

mash potato and gravy tbh

ꜰᴀᴠᴏʀɪᴛᴇ ꜱᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ?

i like autumn tbh, but becasue winter is too cold, summer is too hot, and spring has birds that swoop you and draw blood

ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴛᴜᴍʙʟʀ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ?

i'm going to say no. I have quite a number of dear friends that I've made through rp and who I hope I would continue to talk to if one or both of us left rp but I'm not going to pick just one lmao

tagged by: no one! I stole this from @abysswarden 😘

#x. ooc | ☾#x. mun | ☾

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Omg!!! 21 tattoos!! That's amazing I'm so jealous and so happy for you at the same time. I've also watched waaaay too many tattoo tours but it's just so cool and fun and easy way to obsess over tattoos and I'm happy I'm not the only one doing that. I'm curious, do you have a preferred style? Like, neo-traditional, old school, blackwork, fine-line, realistic, sketch (that's not an official style, I think, that's just what I call tattoos that take on a more drawing-like look because I don't know if it has a name) etc. Or are you someone who doesn't look at styles but just focus on the tattoo you're going to get?

When I got my first tattoo I preferred fine-line and sketch-like styles (That look like drawings) and I didn't really care about or looked into the specific styles, I just picked the tattoo shop from reviews and the way I liked their website was presented. But now, 5 years after my first one I actually really really love old school and neo-traditional (Which is funny because I couldn't stand old school 5 years ago and now I'm in love with it, though I haven't got a tattoo in that style yet)

The leg Hermes staff tattoo you described sounds so cool!

Yes! You can ask about my tattoos. As I said, I only have 4 which is a major bummer. The first one I got is just the word "Hope" written in cursive, nestled in one side of my hip where I cut myself for a period of time. When I turned 18 I'd just come out of a really rough time of my life, a really hard year where I relapsed on self-harm, so when I managed to stop again and I started feeling better, I got the word Hope as my first tattoo because it felt right and as something to hold onto if things went bad again (I'd been thinking about getting a tattoo since I was 16). The word was made too small though so it doesn't really look that nice anymore. But that's okay, I don't need it for the purpose I got it for anymore

I have a gymnastics pose in fine-line on my upper arm. The lines all look like they were drawn in one continuous, never-ending line so there are a lot of swoops. Like a drawing in cursive, if you can describe it like that. Then I have a typewriter on my forearm, which I got made last August. And my latest one, which was made through several sessions throughout september-november-december is a Phoenix half-sleeve. It ends by my elbow where there's a peony (directly on top of my elbow, which was a fun experience). It's absolutely my favourite one. It's big and cool and epic. Made in Japanese style. It's basically an homage to my identity as a trans and nonbinary person. I call him Felix (phelix, if I'm feeling punny). I felt like he ought to have a name since he's a creature. And it's a he/him even though hes a representation of my trans identity and my gender identity is 100% agender (no gender, none whatsoever). I hope to get the half-sleeve into a full sleeve sometime in the future

- tattoo anon 🦇

I think the only preference I really have is for the patchwork sleeve look. I do try to keep things consistent though; my left arm and leg are all traditional/neo-traditional, but my right arm is a little chaotic, less tattoo style and more aesthetic (mostly solid blackwork).

The Hermes staff tatt is definitely a cooler than I can make it sound, it's the best idea I've ever came up with and my artist made it even better. It's based on the version of the myth where Hermes finds two snakes fighting and stops them by putting his staff between them.

Your tattoos sound really cool! Especially the phoenix, that sounds SO good! And the gymnast one too; I know exactly what you mean by a drawing in cursive, they always look beautiful.

#ask

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cullenakingirog · 1 year

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I posted 305 times in 2022

That's 277 more posts than 2021!

155 posts created (51%)

150 posts reblogged (49%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@blue-eyes-white-privilege69

@marhikit

@snowberry-pie

@dreadfutures

@bluephoenix1347

I tagged 279 of my posts in 2022

Only 9% of my posts had no tags

#dragon age - 78 posts

#marh rambling - 51 posts

#dragon age inquisition - 41 posts

#my art - 33 posts

#marh art - 32 posts

#dragon age 2 - 26 posts

#dragon age inquistor - 22 posts

#dragon age oc - 18 posts

#dalisay kato bagwisan - 16 posts

#commission - 14 posts

Longest Tag: 140 characters

#dalisay's sire named her that after her bearer insisted on alab naming her so she was named pure because alab hoped her heart would stay pur

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Inquisitor Drawing Meme 1: Skyhold Outfit

So I designed Dalisay's outfit with a lot of heavy references from Pre-Colonial Philippine outfits and it was fun to give her a lot of headpieces NGL. Dalisay’s vallaslin is different cause homebrew Dalish clan do be like that, she has the snakeskin which means safety, protection, health, shield and strength while the one on her forehead are people holding hands/family which means harmony and unity. These are what I imagine the Sylaise tattoo of her clan/people to be.

I've been wanting to do the Inquisitor drawing meme for awhile and since I have two leaders for the Inquisition, expect the second one, Mahalina, to come in soon!~

After Mahalina, I’m opening some OC portrait requests as commission samples cause I want to save some money because this country’s got me paranoid RIP

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#4

"ito ba ang ninanais ng aking Ina at Amba Poon? Na ika'y maging datu at simulan ang pagbagsak ng ating angkan, o kasuklam-suklam na ama?"

TRANSLATION: "Is this what my mother and grandfather wanted?To see you become datu and to begin the fall of our clan, o loathsome father?"

My DA4 Main WS protag Himagsikan on the day of their rigged trial that led to their disownment and exile after years of leading and protecting their people while also trying to make peace between Clan Magsumakit and the others who their father had offended. Himagsikan's hair was cut to brand them as a criminal and traitor and also to bring shame to them, their jewellery and fine silks were also taken back by their father to be given to their younger sister and the protective spells that's been put in every tattoo of my Dalish clans were taken back thus leading it to become the plain white colour it originally was.

Clan Magsumakit will regret the fact that they didn't fight to keep the young leader within their clan after Himagsikan's exile.

Also, all these tattoos mean something! Each of the tattoos used by my various Filipino-coded Dalish OCs have either their wishes, dreams or sometimes their parents' wishes for them tattooed with the different symbols that meant the different wishes they have. For Himagsikan it's mostly tied to strength, guidance, courage, protection with only the sun and moon meaning life. You could tell their wish is uhhhh obvious

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Happy N7 Day! I decided to do a Dari/Garrus piece to parallel the Dari/Thane piece I did last time! This is either during shore leave in ME3 or post ME3 where Garrus, Thane and Dari are living together (yes I'll ignore canon thanky) and these two are just doing cute stuff cause dammit I want them to do cute stuff

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My #1 post of 2022

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS

Hi guys so this morning at 6 am, my elder sister found out my younger sister had vomited and was shaking but limp but also in a way jerky in her movements, i took out money from my paypal to try and help with hospital funds but my dad just messaged us saying that we’ve exceeded the amount we had on hand (currently running on minimal sleep while also trying to run the house)

I’m opening commissions right now to try and help with the excess costs because apparently trying to make sure my family is healthy would mean paying an arm and a leg at the hospital

If you guys can’t afford to commission me, please reblog this!

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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yoiku · 1 year

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just some life updates, both yay and meh.

whoa. the doctor who diagnosed me last year and is in charge of keeping up with my mental health finally called me. it's only been uhm... almost 10 months lol. we were supposed to have a phonecall appointment last august :'D I had no way of contacting him(they always call from unknown number) so i've been phoning the clinic itself and asking them to send word that he'd need to call me. I've done that every other month since september last year. finally got my prescription meds for adhd renewed and a proper phone appointment for catching up in 3 weeks. Also a physio visit a bit before that, because boy my back is fucked so badly that the pain is now spreading to my left side in a way i don't like one bit.

I havent been able to draw much for a few weeks and i feel sad and annoyed by that. but i've just been too exhausted to focus, either from having to deal with stuff or being in pain. doing tha bookbinding at workshop for a few hours mon-wed has felt like a break from... everything else. that's been nice. finally managed to push some of my own health stuff forward, not looking forward to having to deal with doctors frequently again but here's to hoping i can get something that actually helps.

I've mainly been stressed out due to having to figure out mom's stuff again, and finding out bit by bit that she's been lying about things again. My siblings are handling stuff at the location but i'm handling everything that can be handled long distance. the medical side is pretty straightforward but the welfare and finances side has turned into a big ol' mess. I terminated her apartment's rent contract last week, since she's staying at the palliative care clinic for the remaining time. that also went surprisingly smoothly, but then came the financial stuff. she's told me and my siblings both that she's been debt free for a over a year. turns out that's not the case. I received information about her tax refunds for this year with the information that it's all being reclaimed to pay off debt that's in... what's the word i wonder... foreclosure? So i've had to call so many places only to get told nothing can be done or that i don't have the rights to do anything abt it. So I've been in contact with the social workers in her area, so that they could send requests and forms for welfare aid in my stead (they have more power over it) and I'll just send any files and financial information I can, whatever they need. while i also have to handle my own welfare stuff(which thankfully isn't as complicated right now).

All I can say is that as much as i always hear about how we have free universal healthcare in here, is bullshit. If you'd have insurance(a thing that for an example i've never been able to afford) or a benevolent enough employer who would cover some of the costs it wouldn't be bad at all, but if you're poor? good fucking luck, you have to fight the system and plead for welfare to cover the expenses, it's a whole ordeal that someone who's sick can rarely handle. Thankfully the social workers I've met so far in my life have all been stellar human beings. They actually want to help and will do whatever is in their power to do to aid you.

I'm not tired but I'm also exhausted at the same time. I'd have the energy to focus on my own stuff but the mental state is not there.

#shut up yoi #medical stuff #kinda ranty about the same stuff again toward the end there sorry about that

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starblue2406 · 1 year

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Stories from mini-hell III

This one is definitely my favorite. I've talked about my cousin and if my memory serves me correctly, I've also talked a bit about how she discovered the fic, it's a funny and tragic story. You're going to enjoy getting to know her and I'll get a few laughs out of it.

The story occurred in early August 2021. I'm sure it was the first or second of that month.

I was on vacation with my family and this time we had the opportunity to take my youngest cousin from my father's family.... My dear cousin Abraham.

On that vacation I got 440 pesos thanks to him, about 200 pesos because we did an exchange of places (since we both wanted to be at the window but I won the place) and with that I bought a Donald Duck keychain and some pens, nothing interesting, but the great thing was how I got the other 240 pesos.

We had just come back from having some tacos al pastor for dinner, but as soon as I got home I felt like going to the bathroom so I didn't waste much time and went in.

Meanwhile, my cousin had been left alone with a table and a notebook on one side, the entire contents of the notebook being protected by a single blank sheet of paper while a big fat notebook full of contents tantalized him. Abraham being himself, he couldn't hold his curiosity and the desire to cause chaos, he picked it up and opened it.

I meanwhile went about my business very calm and confident until a big question came through the door that barely let noise in and out....

"Rebecca! Is Arceus male or female?".

At that moment I knew what was going on, I came out as fast as I could from the bathroom, washed my hands and I could tell I almost came out like in the cartoons, with a piece or roll of paper on one of my feet.

I took the notebook to the trip to reread it in case it was necessary while I also did volume 2, but I never wanted Abraham to discover it, on the contrary I tried to take care of it as much as I could and he had not noticed it for a long time even when I illustrated it in his house when I went to visit him, more than hiding it because I was afraid of him it was because of what he could do by having such valuable information of my creation.

But Abraham always discovers my secrets sooner or later and there he was, with the notebook in his hands and very surprised by what his eyes were seeing. I automatically snatched the notebook from his hands and told him to leave it alone.

It wasn't a fight, it was more like a chase in which I wanted to take as much as I could while he insisted that I had genuinely caught his attention, but I didn't want to and basically we were like that:

In the end he even got my parents in the middle as they were asking why we were making so much noise as I was screaming in fear and hysteria and he was calling my mom, my evil cousin replied that he wanted to pay to read a comic book, but I didn't want to show it to him. Even my parents (obviously not knowing the context) insisted for the money and Abraham put me against the wall.

I went into our room and talked to him (taking advantage of the fact that the doors were almost silent). Abraham and I talked and I really didn't have many options, I was between accepting his money and peacefully let him read the comic or resist until he accused me with my parents, because we are both fully aware that they would be very angry with me for drawing and writing something Yaoi themed and for the +18 content.

In the end I agreed, he paid me 240 pesos (because it was the last thing he had) and at 11 or 12 at night he started reading all of volume 1 and the little he had of volume 2.

We both stayed awake until 3 or 4 AM. The tension and silence in the room was strong, as there was no good Internet, I had to distract myself with something else, in this case I started reading the first book of the Harry Potter saga.

We were both focused on what we were reading, the only thing alive in that environment were the fans and the heat. Abraham's expressions went from a cultured reader to a big comic book fan, but there was something he said while reading that I will never forget.

While I was at the part where Harry plays quiddich, Abraham was reading what would come to be the equivalent of chapter 6 of the written version. I just when I got to the part where Harry takes the snich out of his mouth and the whole audience is surprised, just at that moment my was in one of the parts of the comic that he likes the most and because of the emotion of the moment he said

"What a passionate kiss"...

Yes... Abraham said that... And I can say that hearing that right in that part of my book made me feel the same awe that the audience felt when they saw Harry win.At that moment I wanted the earth to swallow me.

And he didn't say it to annoy me, he genuinely liked that!

I just laughed after reasoning what I had just heard, we chatted for a while and went on with our business. Abraham doesn't like to read, so not being used to it, he took his time reading because he didn't want to be completely guided only by the images, but in spite of that I could see how little by little his face went from interest, emotion to worry and suffering. Abraham felt the drama little by little, it hurt him a lot in a chapter where the tension is strong and it also hurt him in his heart the betrayal; to bother him when I was getting to the part of the betrayal I left the room and calculated the considerable time to return and I entered the room again with the sad music of the end of five nights ay Freddy's 3.

Abraham suffered a lot for making a happy chapter to tense, separating the couple in such a cruel way and much later when he read volume 2 when it was already complete he hated me for making Arceus a repulsive character. But above all at that moment he reproached me for having separated Damos and Arceus, basically I had reached the worst part of any soap opera, that is when the writers make life impossible for the main characters and separate them.

We were literally like this:

Translation:

Cartman/ Abraham:It's not fair! They were so happy together! They belonged to each other

Buthers/Star blue:Everything will be fine, they will find love elsewhere

Cartman/ Abraham: Of course not! It will not!. Fuck you Buthers/Rebecca, asshole!

Poor thing, she was so sad that she almost threw the notebook in my face, she wanted to but didn't because it was more her sadness than her frustration against me. Also when she finished reading she talked a lot about how great Marcus was and in fact I forgot to mention that she loved his appearances, she was thrilled and even made him laugh with the expressions I drew him and the situations he got into, plus she fell in love with his personality and charisma.It's one of the few things of my authorship that my cousin had to admit that he liked and even loved it.

It's difficult since my cousin will hardly qualify as "passable" something good of my authorship and even more if it's a Yaoi type story, so seeing how he loved, cried and beats his chest for the story and his favorite character to date is an achievement for me and his opinion is still valid to date, plus thanks to him I won 240 pesos >:).

This is without a doubt my favorite experience, because of how spontaneous, funny and tragic everything was.In fact, my cousin wanted to forcefully change the fate of the betrayal and he wanted to pay me a good amount of money to color and add backgrounds to the comic.You might think it would be easy but the comic books are simple and can barely handle all the manipulation I do with the drawings and his pens and whiteoutSo what Abraham wanted would pretty much destroy the notebook and she wasn't willing to change the betrayal part or make an alternate side for just one person, she was too busy and I could barely handle the production of the main comic on its own and I didn't want to get behind with Volume 2, so I ultimately turned it down.

I was also threatened for about two months after he betrayed me, but in the end I think he got bored of having me afraid and in the end he ended up getting bored of it and I Well, I already have all my emergency plans in case a screw comes loose and it's gossipy with my mom xD.

This is my favorite anecdote and I definitely had to tell it as part of the anniversary. It is the one that made me feel the most emotions.

#fanfic #fanfiction #pokemon fanfiction #fanfic aniversary #second aniversary #2nd anniversary #aniversario #stories from mini-hell

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Okay so! Sonic oc! I'm not quite decided on a name, but I've got a few candidates; Sphinx, Tarnish, or Jumper. They're a hairless cat (I wanted to be quirky lol) but admittedly Sphinx isn't really. Original I guess, since Sphinx is... a type of hairless cat? I'm not sure if there's Only One type of hairless breed, I'm not well read in my cat knowledge. But that's where the other names come in, Tarnish and Jumper. I'm now quite sure where Jumper came in, it just sort of happened- but Tarnish, and I think this is the one I'm gonna go with, has a lot to do with her backstory.

Now, before we get into that, I'd like to introduce you to the rest of our cast, courtesy of @i-changed-my-url-fuck-you, because they made them! Currently, Tarnish is apart of a delinquent trio of crime fighters! ...they are the crime. And they do be fighting! So watch out!

First up is Glock the Dove, which. Oh lord, I adore them. I don't know much about them, but through trying to draw the team I headcanon that they have a bit of an ego, so that really makes me want them to be the ace or team leader. I guess that kinda makes Tarnish their lancer? Certainly not a theme that will continue, nope not at all.

But! More about Glock! I'm not sure what their gender is, if they have one, so I've been using they/them pretty exclusively. And just a headcanon on my part, but Glock appears to present masculine, so maybe the occasional he/him wouldn't be out of place Ultimately, it's not my choice tho cuz. It's not my oc. I just have a lot of blorbo thoughts can you tell <3

I'd include a picture or a link to a post, but I don't think Fuck You has come out with a post yet, and I don't wanna commit art theft- and I'd show you mine but... I've had this Curse of Dissappear Your Art Saves since like August and it's. Really. Really. Really. Really annoying. Clenching my fist as we speak.

And finally. Finally. Dimitri. Dimitri the Dormouse. This is an oc that Fuck You came into my askbox asking me for something to base an oc off of, and they've been in Fuck You's capable hands ever since. I can't wait to see how they turn out <3 I do have a couple headcanons/ideas for this one as well, but nothings set in stone. Currently, the idea is that they're sorta the handy one of the group, a tech whiz. I also hc them to be pretty young, so maybe they can parallel Tails... if they don't run off to go build planes together. Their associations should probably make them enemies, but I just don't see them duking it out so they probably only fight when necessary or for appearances, and probably go for fro-yo afterwards. Other headcanons include Dimitri being nonbinary amab, and using they/them pronouns. I was eyeballing a couple neopronouns bc I feel like I'm sorely lacking in that department, but I didn't feel any of them fit :(

Okay we can talk about Tarnish for real now, starting with her backstory.

Before the trio, there was a duo. Tarnish, a young kit, and a little bat named Rouge. They were displaced as kids when their city block was demolished in favor of erecting a brand new stylish hotel. They struck it out on the streets, stealing what they needed to survive. But Rouge saw greater potential...

With a new hotel came a new crowd, a new clientele- the rich kind. And if it kept them fed, well... Tarnish had no qualms about that. And feed them it did. Continued to feed them, clothe them- and when they were teens, their first apartment together. Rouge had found she liked wearing the fruits of their labor, gold chain and diamonds galore, it's own sort of reward. It's only now that Tarnish is becoming painfully aware of her growing homosexuality🌈

More years pass. The hotel, although resilient, catches up with the real estate values of the surrounding area, reclaimed by the slum neighborhood it tried and failed to replace. Reclaimed. Literally. Now a grown woman, Tarnish stares at the deed in her hands, claws threatening to pierce through the thin sheet of paper and tear it to shreds. It's just a stupid piece of paper, the practical part of her mind tells her. She shouldn't be so sentimental... this means a lot, to now own the wretched cause of her displacement. She can do whatever she wants with it, including demolish it.

Rouge is gone more frequently now, having to fly further out in search of gems to pay for their lifestyle. As it turns out, nobody wants to go to a slum to live it up in a gilded hotel. A polished turd is still a turd. No matter, Rouge is a treasure hunter! She'll find those gems!

Tarnish eagerly awaits for Rouge's return and to tell her the news... they wait. Wait some more. The bills come in. It'll be fine, right? Yeah. Of course. It's Rouge! She wouldn't... she wouldn't abandon her best friend, her best friend who's been hopelessly in love with since forever- Tarnish is left feeling like a god damn fool.

And has been angsting about it for the past 10 or so years. You know, like how all well adjusted individuals do. And that brings us to now... now Tarnish is a bit of a grumpy sourpus who does this face >:/ alot. But she really just misses her wife-not-wife. Djdbfjf

#this got long lol

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