#also habit eating a baby will never not be funny to me. like why the fuck did he do that

[xrenjunniesx]

Wait can you do when dreamies we’re about to kiss you BUT when they were about to you SMELL a hint of cigarette and refused to 💋because you didn’t like them 🚬 and they convince you they won’t 🚬 that ever again if you give them their 💋💋 something about nct smoking is giving me 🦋🦋🦋🦋

I love youuuuuuuuuu 🫶🫶

you refuse to kiss them since they smell like smoke

bf!nct dream

a/n ; this is such funny timing considering haechan just got caught for vaping LMAO

mark

it had been a while since you saw your boyfriend and you both wanted nothing more than to share a loving kiss and spend time together. until you smelt the smoke.

“really mark..” He is a little confused at first but then when you held your nose as a bit of a joke he realised. he laughed and apologised, saying he will go get some gum and brush his teeth as soon as possible but you’re shaking your head,

“until you give up smoking you won’t get a kiss.”

“oh!”

he ends up getting a kiss once he has some gum and a fresher breath, he claims the kiss is motivation to stop.

renjun

you were beyond excited to see your boyfriend after so long and give him hundreds of kisses, but when you did see him and pulled him into a tight hug, leaning back and about to kiss him, you smelt the smoke.

“renjun… the smoke smells..”

he reaches into his pocket and grabs a piece of gum, putting it into his mouth and immediately chewing it quickly to get rid of the smell.

he kisses you before you can move away but when he breaks the kiss you’re glaring at him. “when you stop smoking, then I’ll kiss you.” And you walk away from him.

“babe-You’re kidding?! right?! I’LL STOP! BABE COME BACK!”

jeno

you two were hugging outside when you caught a smell of his jacket. it smelt like cigarettes but you didn’t know if he smoked it or not. before you could ask, he was kissing your face. he definitely smoked.

“jeno..” He hummed in response, pulling back to look at your face. “I won’t kiss you unless you stop smoking.”

his smile drops a bit. he was a little confused but then figured you probably smelt it. “I can’t just… stop instantly. it’s an addiction.”

“promise me that you’ll try to stop?” he does agree to that. you pull out a piece of gum and give to him, “eat this and then I’ll kiss you.” he laughs and does as you say.

haechan

he came up to you, lips puckered and all, only to get pushed away.

“I am NOT kissing you when you smell like cigarettes.” “babe-“

“in fact I won’t kiss you at all until you stop smoking.” “baby… seriously..?”

over the next few days, he is trying every method to stop smelling like cigarettes. showering before he goes to see you, brushing his teeth immediately after smoking, chewing a LOT of gum. but you still somehow know.

he is dying to get a damn kiss so he does stop smoking cigarettes. he vapes instead. you’re against it, but at least he doesn’t smell as bad anymore. so he gets his kiss.

jaemin

you didn’t even know he smoked until you caught him outside one time smoking with his friends. since that moment, you refused to kiss him until he promised not to smoke again.

“baby, seriously?”

“I’m serious, it smells horrible and it’s bad for your health.”

he instantly tries to promise you but you weren’t buying it, you knew he wasn’t being sincere and he just wanted a kiss. a few days later he comes up to you, “I won’t smoke anymore.”

“really?”

“I really won’t and if I do I’ll tell you and you can give me a kissing ban.”

“You’re only quitting because of a kissing ban…?” “yeah.” he deadpans.

…. At least he quit I guess?

chenle

“god chenle, why do you keep smoking.”

you hated that he smoked and despite the fact that you never outright told him to stop, you made it very clear you hated him smoking.

but it wasn’t until you refused to kiss him that he realised you reallyyyy hated it.

“what can I do to get you kiss me?”

“go brush your teeth and also stop smoking.”

he goes and brushes his teeth, reflecting on his smoking habit as he did so. he didn’t even like the taste all that much it was more so just a habit he unfortunately gained.

he comes back to you with a fresh breath, pressing multiple kisses to your lips.

“I’ll stop baby, I’ll try to stop.”

jisung

he pulled you into a hug, kissing your forehead before trying to kiss your lips. you back away immediately.

“jisung… you reek of cigarettes. I am not kissing you.”

he pouts, repeatedly saying “just one. just one kiss.” but you keep denying him.

he ventures off to find some gum and comes back with two pieces of gum in his mouth, actively chewing them.

“now?” he asks

“jisung.. why don’t you just stop smoking…”

he is quiet for a bit, before nodding, “okay i’ll try to stop. but do I get a kiss?”

#nct dream #nct dream imagine #nct #nct imagines #nct dream imagines #nct scenarios #nct fluff #jaemin imagines #haechan imagines #chenle imagines #jaemin imagine #chenle imagine #haechan imagine #jeno imagine #jeno scenarios #renjun imagine #renjun imagines #park jisung imagines #jisung imagine #jisung imagines #mark lee imagines #mark imagine #mark imagines

[wuanshii]

NSFW Headcanons!

Pairing: ( Loid Forger and Yuri Briar x f!reader )

Rated 18+ , proceed with caution

LOID FORGER;

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A softie, and a gentleman outside but in bed, he's a complete different man.

Has handcuff and roleplay kinks.

"Nobody's bailing you out baby, so how about we pass some time in...private?" him as a cop on top and you as a thief below him - one of his fav plays.

Aside the roleplay fun, he's into either cuffing your hands on each side of the bed or above the bed before hitting you in the missionary position.

' Fuck !' whimpers in your ear on purpose. As a man, he just doesn't hesitate to moan.

And it sounds extra hot for some personal reason.

He has a praise kink. He just LOVES being praised by you when you're riding him. And that's why he prefers being bottom most of the time.

Hates the term 'Daddy' and 'Mommy' cause parents issue. It's either honey or baby for him.

Has a habit of spanking your ass with his lengthy and veiny hand before slipping inside. Only when the position is doggy.

Actually hates the 'doggy-position' but you cum real quick in that stance, so whenever he's in for a quickie, he'll go for the doggy style.

The speed and durality is INSANE. Lasts for 4 whole rounds.

"Beg." oh the panty vibrator- He carries the controller with him everyday and whenever he's in for some mischief, he'll cutely convince you to wear them only for you to suffer in the end.

Actually knows how to turn you on with his knee; the way he's so tall, the way he presses it in between your thighs and makes circles, the way it rubs on your heat back and forth--- lord have mercy.

No pills! He had heard that pills has a negative and dangerous side-effect on women somewhere and he doesn't want you to suffer. Although it's barely true for most females.

So he uses condom for protection and tries his best to avoid you from going in for pills.

Gentle in every sex position.

And his aftercare game is strong asf. Makes sure you're warm and cozy, all cleaned up, and if you're in pain, he'll place a hotbag on your belly before cuddling you to sleep.

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YURI BRIAR;

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"I wannaaaa have sexxxx!" whenever he's drunk, he's crazyyy.

And boy, the head he gives is soo---- damn pleasing to the point where he can actually make you squirt.

Cause he eats you out in a way as if your pussy is the best fucking thing he has ever had.

Has licked tequila off your chest and nipples once. NEVER again cause your nipples ended up burning so bad.

Wall sex is his thing. Can effortlessly bounce you up and down on his dick.

"Fuckin' slut, is that how you suck a dick?" he seems like a 'sweetie' outside but trust me when I say his mouth just automatically degrades you. Cops instincts kicking in.

Doesn't like being degraded by you though. He'll definitely cry.

Also has a breeding kink. Cumming inside a condom isn't enough, he NEEDS to do it inside you.

"How about we give Anya a cousin brother, or even a sister?~" but only if you're ready. Makes sure he actually doesn't impregnate you without consent just because he has a breeding kink.

Is also into risky sex.

Like sex inside his office without the door being locked. Funny how he once made you suck him dry from below his desk when he was dealing with his boss.

"Yor was soo embarrassed when told her! She was acting as if she's a virgin or smth, hahaha!" man loves to brag about his sex life to his sister.

Says he's in a 'competition'. Perhaps a way to indirectly show his jealousy regarding Loid since he's soo handsome. Yuri fears that Loid might charm you too.

"You see these marks on my back? These hickies? I please her in a way no man ever can, you hear me Loid Forger?? Only I can make her moan and squirt. You could neverrr," sometimes, he takes it a little too far but let him romanticize you in his own way.

Sucks at aftercares! Peppers your face with kisses for 7 seconds and instantly lays on your side to sleep. No cuddles, fuck him!

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#loid smut #loid forger #spy x family loid #loid x reader #loid drabbles #spy x family #yuri x reader #yuri briar #yor briar #yuri briar x reader #loid forger x reader #loid forger headcanons #loid headcanons #loid forger x y/n #loid forger x you #spy x family headcanons #spy x family smut #briar #anime smut #sxf yuri #sxf fanfic #sxf loid

[xotaemintol]

Hello, can u do a headcanon: Relationship habits with Taemin

thanks<3

OFC!!

Now, all of this is really just based off of very small things I’ve seen him do in lives and stuff and also his MBTI (we’re both INFP’s btw lolololol) so if it doesn’t feel very accurate then I’ll be pleased to make changes and make it however you want or feel would be more accurate to the unhinged man himself, anywaaaays here you go!!

FLUFFY FLUFF no pronouns used, no gender implied!!

!!SFW!!

Taemin has a habit of making you try anything he's eating, even if it's bad.

-He's the type to try new things often, and he wants you to try them too so he'll literally force you to eat it even if he knows you won't like it

-"Just try it!" "C'mon! Just a little bite!"

-eventually you'll give in and try it after five minutes of him prying, and just when you think he won't do it again, he asks you to try the drink too

-he accidentally bought a veggie smoothie when he was out and when he tasted it he literally gagged and was like "baby, try this!" You said no but he literally whined and kept asking until you finally drank it, and surprisingly it was delicious

-when he cooks he always waits for you to try it first, he loves seeing your reactions when he makes something that tastes good

He says things that sound questionable all the time and you think he does it just because he finds it funny

-Minho once came over without a warning before and you had both just woken up, he saw you both coming out of Taemin's room looking like you got hit by a tornado and when he asked what happened, Taemin said: "we had a long night."

-When you were celebrating your anniversary he gave a small speech and in it he said: "I'm so happy to spend my life with you, even after everything you have done, I couldn't be happier with everyone else." Needless to say, it raised a few brows and he had to explain that he just meant all the good things you've done for him

-he accidentally made it seem like you were getting married once when he was trying to explain that you were moving in with him and Minho (not knowing) sent a four thousand dollar engagement gift to congratulate you

He does this thing where he'll pet your head but super aggressively

-he usually does this to Kkoong and Ddaeng, but he also does it to you now too

-he'll randomly pet the two adorable cats and then he'll turn to you and basically tackle you to aggressively pet your head while calling you cute over and over again and kissing your entire face

-you had to run from him once because he was trying to pet your head after you had just got your hair done, he caught you anyways and made sure to be extra aggressive and really hammer in just how adorable you are

-to put it simply, he has extreme cuteness aggression towards you so he squeezes you face often, pinches your cheeks, hugs you so tight you might pop, and will straight up tackle you because he thinks you are just so cute

He takes ages to respond to messages when he's out, even if he's not busy, he can take hours to respond

-once you texted him asking if he was eating dinner before coming back home so you'd know if you needed to cook for two or not but he never answered and because you didn't know if he was eating already or not, you cooked two full meals...he had already eaten...

-he may take hours to respond but when he does text you he'll send like 50 texts and when you don't respond right away he'll get offended

-'why aren't you responding to my texts? Are you busy?' 'Didn't you miss me??? What's taking you so long?? Helllooooooo???'

-he'll get super clingy when you take too long to respond to him, and if he gets home before you do he'll be upset the rest of the night until you spoil him with attention

He stays up late and watches Kdramas or Anime for hours and will get so immersed in it that he'll forget you went to bed and will yell and scream when he gets excited

-you catch him almost every night watching something different and have to remind him to go to bed so he isn't tired in the morning

-when he watched Tokyo Ghoul he screamed during the last episode because he was so excited and woke you up, you told him to at least be quieter and expected him to come to bed soon, but instead, he stayed up till morning and then passed out on the couch with a blanket 

-once you fell asleep on the couch with him while watching a movie and he accidentally woke you up with his cheering

You don't argue often, but when you do he can't be serious

-he smiles and laughs in the middle of small arguments, he'll be grinning the entire time and it's not because he doesn't take the situation serious, it's just because he doesn't even get why you're fighting anyways

-he laughed when you were arguing about getting a third cat and you couldn't even take the argument serious anymore

-even when arguing he finds you so cute, he'll literally drop the whole conversation to attack you with affection

Is such a cat and plant dad that when he's upset with you he'll go and talk to them about what made him upset

-he sits in the living room sometimes and talks to them about you in general, but when he's upset he'll sulk and grumble to the plants about you

-'can you believe that? I can't either'

-even when he's not upset he still talks to them about you

-he's so dramatic he once cried to the plants saying that you were going to divorce him and take the kids, this happens whenever he has to suddenly cancel dinner plans or whenever you get upset at him for keeping you up or for buying expensive cat toys

He may take hours to respond but he'll send long video logs of his day to show you how his day has been going

-when he's filming or traveling he makes super long videos in that hour long wait of a response, he'll talk to you through the videos and ask you about your day and ask if you missed him or what you ate

#shinee #shinee imagines #shinee scenarios #5hinee #lee taemin #shinee taemin #taemin fluff #shinee fluff #kpop fluff #shinee x reader #taemin x reader #kpop fanfic #shinee fanfic #fluff #x reader

[toreii]

Lost in the Book with Stitch part 22

Disclaimer: This is a fan translation. I apologize for any mistakes. I’m by no means fluent in Japanese, but I try my best. Please, support the official translation when it comes out. Be kind and friendly, and feel free to support me by donating a ko-fi if you’d like. Link is in my description!

Uninhabited Island - Beach

Riddle: “I didn’t think you were really preparing for a campfire…”

Riddle: “When did you collect so many new pieces? Floyd.”

Ace: “I thought I’d be the one to do it. Yesterday’s Floyd-senpai was super excited.”

Jack: “I figured you’d be fed up with this.”

Azul: “He doesn’t give up until he achieves something he doesn’t care about…”

Floyd: “I once saw people make a fire on the beach, and thought I should try it once~.”

Floyd: “Everyone’s sitting around the fire talking. It’s really exciting, isn’t it?”

Lilia: “Not only did you make a wonderful home, but you also had a bonfire ready!”

Lilia: “Sit on a sandy beach where the warmth of the sun remains, listen to the beautiful sound of the waves, and watch the fire…”

Floyd: “This fruit is also delicious. I thought I wouldn't be full with just fruit, but I'm surprisingly satisfied.”

Lilia: “Uh-huh, keep eating. If it’s not enough, I can go pick more.”

Riddle: “Stitch also ate fruits. I wondered what he would do if his eating habits were different from ours.”

Jack: “Being sent to a uninhabited island, I thought it would be a dangerous situation, but it unexpectedly worked out somehow.”

Lilia: “Yeah. There's water and food. It is an island so rich that I find it strange that there are no people here.”

Floyd: “It’s going a little too well, and it’s starting to get boring for me.”

Floyd: “I wonder if there will be more excitement.”

Stitch: !

Ace: “Hm? Stitch, what are you making this time? It’s a small wooden box with thread…”

Floyd: “Oh, I see. It’s a ukulele, right?”

Azul: “It’s true. It’s a simple one, but it sounds like a stringed instrument.”

Stitch:♪

Jack: “You can even play an instrument…you’re really versatile.”

Floyd: “Great~! You even know what music is perfect for bonfires.”

Floyd: “Another ukulele? You want me to play, too?”

Floyd: “Okay. I feel good right now, so I’ll play it.”

Floyd: “Hm. What kind of song should I play?”

Floyd: “I’ve decided.”

Floyd: : ♪

Ace: “I can’t believe Floyd-senpai is playing…it’s so relaxing and beautiful~.”

Lilia: “Hmph. The Pop Music Club’s thunder is stolen.”

Lilia: “Still, I’ll dance to this wonderful music!”

Riddle: “Lilia-senpai puts his hand on his waist, and is dancing around... fufu, looks like he’s having a lot of fun.”

Jack: “It's a dance I've never seen before, but it goes well with the music.”

Lilia: “This is a dance is passed down in the Southern Islands. What do you think?”

Grim: “Nyahaha, I’m dancing, too!”

Grim: “Come on, Yuu and Ace, hurry up.”

Ace: “Huh, oh? No, I don’t think this kind of thing…”

Floyd: “Hmm. Are you trying to say that you can't dance when I play?”

Ace: “I suddenly want to dance!”

Ace: “…Well then. Come on, Yuu, let’s go.”

Yuu:

“Leave it to me!”

Ace: “Huh? Your dancing is surprisingly intense…!”

Floyd: “Ahaha! That’s good, that’s good! Why don’t you swing your arms more?”

“I’m not confident.”

Ace: “I’d be embarrassed if I was fidgeting! This is exciting, exciting.”

Floyd: “What are you afraid of? Shrimpy-chan, you haven't forgotten about the log-collecting punishment game, have you?”

Floyd: “Until I say it’s okay, Baby seal-chan will keep on dancing.”

Ace: “Hey. Get up and dance, Jack.”

Jack: “Hah? I’m good. It’s not a gala…”

Ace: “Oh, are you not confident? It certainly seems that you feel bad about the tempo.”

Jack: “Hah, what? If you say so, let me show you my dance!”

Grim: “It’s simple…”

Grim: “Well then, I'll judge which one is better.”

Ace: “That’s funny. Come on, Jack, get serious. Yuu is also forced to participate!”

Lilia: “Oho. Instead of staring, why don’t Azul and Riddle dance, too.”

Riddle: “M-Me too? I have no experience with this kind of casual dance.”

Azul: “I also practice properly before dancing...”

Lilia: “It’s fine, it’s fine. This kind of thing is exciting.”

Azul: “Woah, don’t pull on my arm! I can’t dance even if I’m suddenly told to!”

Lilia: “Don't worry. Just let the music take over and let your body move freely.”

Azul: “Even if you say that…my legs are tangled.”

Riddle: “Everyone is dancing happily. Fufu, it's bad manners to sit down when everyone is dancing excitingly.”

Riddle: “Azul, let's dance, too.Even if you mess up, I'll lead you so you can rest easy.”

Azul: “Riddle-san... With such jerky and awkward movements, I can say that you will lead with full confidence.”

Riddle: “I just don't remember this strange dance! I'll learn it soon.”

Azul: “It has become ridiculous to hesitate.Let's dance, too.”

Azul: “I'm not very familiar with this dance…but, at least I think I have a better sense of rhythm than Riddle-san.”

Floyd: “Everyone is doing so good. Let’s raise the tempo! Go ahead, Stitch.”

Stitch: “ROCK ’N ROLL!”

To be continued…

#twisted wonderland #disney twst #twst spoilers #lost in the book with stitch #translations not 100% accurate

[isthisamew]

i'm gonna put this in its own post cus this is gonna be a fair amount of Words. thank you for enabling me @theslime

there's two parts to this. there's the stubborn reason why i even started putting milk first into cereal, and then there's the practical reason why i haven't switched since.

the origin story

feel free to skip this part, but i found it quite fascinating (and pretty funny) to realize why i had started in the first place.

i was a wee child, with parents who very much appreciated every ounce of independence i could muster in daily routines. one of the things i learned to do fairly young was pour myself a bowl of cereal for breakfast every morning. and every morning, i had to eat that cereal while watching cartoons in the living room, obviously.

i had weak little baby arms, and my parents only ever bought the full gallon of milk. after some trial and error, i figured out the optimal steps to make only a single trip between the living room and the kitchen, while also minimizing the amount of heavy lifting i had to do when that gallon was mostly full. it was as follows:

bring the bowl and spoon to the fridge

pour the milk into the bowl. add in the spoon

grab the cereal box

very, VERY carefully walk from the kitchen to the living room with a full bowl of milk and an arm full of cereal box

i need to mention: this bowl of milk was Full. i was a growing creature, and i ate two as-much-as-i-can-fit bowls of cereal for years and years. i needed enough milk to satisfy this intense Hunger.

i spilled a lot of milk, y'all. fluid mechanics was something i was learning about the hard way in these moments. but i was determined. i was dead set on perfecting my technique because i never wanted to do two trips ever again.

this was my villain milk-first origin story. i put my blood, sweat, and tears into my methodology. and honestly, the thought of switching to cereal-first was painful in a sunken cost kind of way. i achieved the perfect milk-to-cereal ratio; switching would require relearning it. but i'm nothing if not a person who values reconsidering my habits and putting in the effort to change them if they will serve me better. and as someone who still eats cereal every single day as an adult, any change to my cereal ways would have a profound impact on me.

after careful consideration, i determined that milk first is superior, regardless of my emotional attachment to it.

why milk first is superior, regardless of my emotional attachment to it

it all boils down to a single factor: maximum cereal crunchiness.

i have heard of people eating their cereal in warm milk. i did it once, and never fucking ever again because i simply cannot stomach the MUSH cereal turns into upon CONTACT with warm milk. if you eat cereal with warm milk, i will not cast judgement on you as many have for my milk-first ways. but you do not belong in this conversation, bcus it literally doesn't matter which order you put the milk in. (if a warm-milker reads this and disagrees, i'd love to hear about it. genuinely.)

i value crunch. crunch gives me joy. most mornings these days, i wake up food-averse. the crunch of cereal is an important tether keeping me from skipping breakfast. i know that even if the thought of eating food is making me nauseous, once i feel the crunch of cereal, everything will be okay.

the moment cereal touches milk, its time is numbered. fully submerged cereal can lose its crunch within seconds, depending on the brand. even being partially submerged is enough to start the clock. keeping as much of it as dry as possible is so, so important if you want to maintain Crunch.

and the key is putting milk first. when cereal is poured on top of milk, there is a much larger layer of dry cereal than if it was done the other way around. (as much as i want to, typing out the physics behind this phenomenon is too daunting for me. but i think it's intuitive enough that you know this to be true, right??)

strategy is also important. i eat a bowl of cereal like a cake: cutting through the layers from top to bottom. this means each spoonful has a mixture of soggy cereal that's been submerged, and the fresh, dry cereal that's been sitting on top of it. for cereal that's had milk poured second, that cut-through ratio can be as bad as 75% soggy, 25% dry. with milk first, that ratio is closer to 50/50, sometimes better. it's sublime. knowing how good it can be makes turning back impossible.

i'm not trying convert anyone to the milk-first way. it just feels nice to finally write out my thoughts on it. i don't understand the animosity i receive when people find out i do it, but maybe now i'll link them to this essay so they can better understand my dark, twisted mind.

#(sidenote: this is all specifically about cereal that floats. order doesn't matter for cereals that sink into milk #like raisin bran or honey bunches of oats. but those tend to stay crunchy anyway cus they are Thicc) #anyway those are my cereal opinions #thanks for reading #i had a lot of fun writing it hehe #cerealblr #long post

[yourssinfullyquiche]

Hi. I was wondering if you could write a mlqc fic where mc accidently tells gavin over the phone that she used to have a massive crush on him in high school. Sfw or NSFW please. Thank you

Hi anon! Thank you for your request and patience~ I made it SFW, hope you like it💖

I get a call from Gavin and the dreaded words I do not want to hear drifts over, immediately souring my mood. 

“You’re upset, I know,” Gavin says. 

“I’m not.” 

My words retain a calm, steady tone yet my feelings say otherwise. Annoyance runs through my veins, but the pain in having him away floats above all and threatens to make me cry. I miss him so much, it’s been a month. Now, he may be gone for two. He was supposed to be back last week, so I had everything planned out starting with him staying at home and catching on his sleep. 

It’s so late at night. It is perhaps why his voice sounds so hoarse, tiredness bleeding into it. A part of me feels so sad for him, and the other—the vixen can’t help but feel warm all over. My ears catch a soft chuckle and the annoyance bubbles over—this man has the audacity to find the situation funny. 

“Really?” He says. “So you’re not pouting on the bed wearing my hoodie preparing to eat Magnum Almond?” I hear the mirth clear in his tone.

“...” 

Heat floods to my cheeks. Does he have super sonic evol ears now to hear the freezer opening, I think.

“Shut up, Gavin. And fyi I wear your hoodies all the time even when you’re here, so it doesn’t make a difference”, I shoot back. 

The sweet laughter he lets out—music to my ears, makes me laugh as well and my annoyance dissipates quickly. 

“It’s 1 AM. You know how susceptible you are to colds. Be good and keep that tub of ice cream for tomorrow, alright.” 

A few moments pass before I breathe a sigh conceding to his advice. “Okay,” I mumble cutely. I’m surprisingly malleable when it comes to that silky voice which he uses to persuade me away from poor habits. The reward I get is a virtual kiss and a “good girl” which makes me bite my lips in a smile. 

The kisses he gives over the phone soothe me but it also punctuates my longing for him because all I want is to snuggle closer into the safety of his arms and feel the warmth of his kisses suffuse into my body. I’m quiet as he talks, something Tang Chao did and how Gavin had to punish the whole squad due to his cheekiness. 

To his credit, Gavin quickly notices the lack of response and calls my attention, and the thought that plagues my mind crosses my lips. “Sometimes I wonder how our lives would be if you had not joined the STF, then you wouldn’t have to leave me off somewhere dangerous.”

I continue spilling the contents that live in the deepest parts of my mind ignoring the low hum I hear on the other side of the phone, one that tells me that Gavin’s deep in thought.

“Sometimes I wonder what would have happened if we had never reunited at the police station, would I have spent my life never meeting you? Sometimes I wonder where our relationship would be now if I had only summoned the courage and confessed to you about the huge crush I had on you back in high school. There was nothing stopping me, no jobs, no responsibilities, except for my cowardice. I-I just want you here baby, I miss you so much…”

I heave a breath after spitting my innermost thoughts and am met with nothing. Silence. He says nothing to the barrage of words that tumbled out. Did I make him uncomfortable? Truly, I don’t know what I’m waiting for, maybe just a grunt for me to know that he heard it all, something to tell me that sharing my thoughts did not scare him or annoy him. 

Then I hear him draw a shaky breath, and I think he's definitely annoyed with me when I hear his sweet laugh once more. “Did you just say you had a huge crush on me since high school?” asks Gavin. It takes me a while to compute his question as my brain recovers from the silence so my first instinct is to deny, then ever so slowly it clicks. I slap both my palms to my face as everything I said comes to me, as if I’m rewinding a tape. All I want to do now is crawl into a hole and stay buried in it. 

“You know I won’t let you go until I have my answer”, Gavin says with a hint of cheeky authority. My face warms all over thinking about all the times I’ve dreamed of being Gavin Bai, the school’s infamous delinquent’s girlfriend, all the times I’ve passed by his class and saw him sleeping at his desk, just wanting to be next to him and brush the strands of chestnut hair from his eyes; all the times I’ve wished to bravely hold his hands and walk along the corridors.

Eat our lunches together, hang out in the music room as my fingers deftly glide over the keys with him gazing adoringly at me. To spend our evenings in the library as I secretly look over the cover of my Byron copy at him pretending to be interested in studying; and to look into his liquid golden eyes as I inch closer to meet his lips as the wind whips around us at the school balcony. 

I’m embarrassed with my naive misstep but I won’t deny him the truth. 

“Yes,” I say softly. 

I hear Gavin’s breathy laugh, then he says, “So we both had huge crushes on each other…”

Guilt rises up from the pit of my stomach, If only…I begin to think. 

“Stop.” Gavin’s strict tone resounds in my ear. “I know what you’re thinking. Yes we lost our time, and went our separate ways, but we’re here now, together. We are right where we need to be. Everyday I wake up grateful knowing that the woman I love now at 28 is the same kind, beautiful and hardworking woman I loved when I was sixteen. Only now I have the privilege of seeing all her sides that make her who she is, and if that meant us not having our time in high school then so be it. I would want to spend my whole life with you, than have our time end at one phase of our lives.” 

My heart flutters at his words, the guilt I feel washes away replaced with such giddiness, a big smile forms. I so want to kiss his lips. But I know I can’t, so I send my virtual kisses making sure I smack my lips so loud, he knows how much I appreciate his words—him mostly. We talk until the weight of both our jobs settles into our bodies, then we reluctantly say our goodbyes. 

Before he ends the call, he does comfort me, assuring me that he will come back as soon as he can, that he can’t stand the distance as well and that he loves me so much. I tell him to be careful, to take care of himself and that I love him so much. We’re both laughing into the receiver before I end the call and I think, as long as we have the air in our lungs, Gavin and I will always try to make up for lost time once we're together.

#mlqc gavin #mlqc gavin fanfic #mlqc gavin fanfiction #mlqc gavin headcanon #love and producer #mr. love queen's choice #mr love queen's choice #mr love queens choice #mlqc fanfic #mlqc fanfiction #mlqc fluff #mlqc #mlqc bai qi #mlqc headcanon #mr love fanfic #mr love gavin #mr love #mr love bai qi #quiche writes #quiche replies

[starboybutler]

Little Prince | Little!Elvis x Reader

summary: you notice that elvis has strange tendencies when you're alone together. and you decide to ask him about it one day.

warnings: age regression, little space, gender neutral reader, brief mention of insomnia

word count: 1222

notes: shoutout to @thecooleralessa for inspiring me to write this! this story was entirely self indulgent and for a few close friends of mine, so if age regression isn't something you're familiar with feel free to scroll. this was written with actual elvis in mind- but feel free to imagine austin!elvis if you want! fun fact-- elvis was actually most likely an age regressor in real life. if you read the book by his girlfriend linda thompson, there is very strong evidence of this; so this fic is based off of that + a few headcanons of mine. enjoy!! 🍼🧸

❛ ━━･❪✭❫ ･━━ ❜

the king has always been a little strange in more ways than one.

whether it was his flamboyant outfits or the way he moved on stage, he always managed to stand out in a crowd.

even behind closed doors, he had strange habits. as the king’s significant other, it was only natural you kept track of these things. he would only eat things if you cooked them, despite him having more than enough cooks around. he claimed that you ‘made it with love’, and that it tasted better. he also liked when you would feed him, and pet his hair. sometimes he just seemed like a big baby.

…maybe he was.

it was almost time for bed when you decided to ask him about it. you bought some things beforehand just in case your suspicions were confirmed.

elvis walked out from the bathroom wearing a loose pair of pajama bottoms, stretching and yawning loudly. his hair was messy, and he looked like a puppy dog.

he wandered over to the bed and flopped down next to you, laying his head in your lap and looking up at you expectantly. you faked an annoyed sigh as you reached down and ran your hands through his soft hair, making his eyes flutter closed.

“i swear,” you huff, ruffling his hair gently, making him chuckle. “you're like a big old baby.” you joked, but elvis went a little stiff under your touch.

“don’ say that, doll,” he muttered, his face flushing a soft pink as your hand stilled in his hair. you leaned down, tilting your head as you spoke softly.

“why? i was just kidding,”

“it's not funny,” elvis huffed, sitting up abruptly. he looked like he had seen a ghost, his face pale yet flushed at the same time. your suspicions were confirmed. you slowly reached out and cupped his cheek, turning his face to look you in the eye. he flushes darker red, avoiding your gaze.

“look at me,” you hum, and his eyes shyly move to look at yours. there's something shy in them, small and vulnerable and childlike– and you have the overwhelming urge to protect him.

“are you…” you hum, pausing and thinking of how to word it. “do you want to be my baby, elvis?”

elvis swallows, his throat bobbing nervously as he stares into your eyes. he nods shyly, his eyes glassy with unshed tears.

“oh, baby,” you sigh, purring softly as you pull him into your arms, stroking his cheek as tears fall down his red cheeks. “what's the matter? why are you crying?”

“m…’m sorry,” he hiccups softly, wiping at his eyes. “i jus’... i thought you’d think it was weird,” he sniffs, looking up at you with his big, vulnerable eyes. “you really don't mind?”

“not at all, baby,” you purr, pressing a kiss to his tear stained cheek. “you can be take a break from being the king all you want,” you smile, pressing close to him. “just be my little prince for a while.”

elvis blushed at the nickname, but nodded and nuzzled closer to you as you cooed to him lowly. he never looked so relaxed in his life. he seemed content– like he was finally at peace in your arms as you gently rocked him back and forth.

❛ ━━･❪✭❫ ･━━ ❜

you had both talked about what worked best for elvis. what he liked and didn't like, how old he would regress to, what he needed done for him, things like that. most of his needs consisted of you just holding him, cooking for him, and just being there for him overall. he wasn't really a handful– most of the time anyway– and he was the sweetest little thing. he often got shy when he slipped into littlespace, and you couldn't help but tease him a bit.

tonight was no different. he was oddly quiet at dinner, and sure enough, once you two got alone in the room, he came over to you and hugged you tightly, pressing his face into the crook of your neck.

“oh, are you feeling little, my prince?” you asked softly, and he nodded, his face heating up as his arms tightened around you. you pressed your lips to his cheek, smiling softly as he whined and buried his face into your neck shyly.

“c’mon, let's get you into your pajamas, sweetie.”

you gently took his hand, guiding him to the bathroom. you sat him down and began to unbutton his shirt, slipping it off and tossing it into the dirty clothes. you made your way to the closet, looking for his pjs. you pulled out a pink velvet pair, with his initials embroidered on the chest. it had little stars on it, and it made your heart melt. he had them custom made.

you walked back over to him, smiling as his eyes lit up at the sight of the pajamas. you pick up the soft pink top and look at him, and he immediately lifts his arms. you slip it over his head, smiling as he hums at the feeling of it against his skin. you slide his pants on as well, and he already looks so much happier.

“come on,” you coo lowly, standing and leading him back to the bedroom. “let's go relax, honey.”

❛ ━━･❪✭❫ ･━━ ❜

elvis laid his head against your chest as his eyes fluttered, trying to stay awake as the cartoons played in the background. he fell asleep easily, and it made you smile at how he always fought it.

his eyelashes brushed the tops of his cheeks as his eyes closed, his breath slowing as he fell asleep. you slowly moved to turn the tv off, but he began to fuss and whine.

“nuh,” he huffed, his eyes opening once more. “i wanna watch,”

you chuckled softly, putting the remote down and running your hand through his soft hair. “you're not even watching,” you sigh fondly, rolling your eyes as he pouts.

“yea i was.”

“with your eyes closed?”

“mhm.” he hums, his eyes still noticeably droopy as he brings his hand to his mouth, nibbling at his thumb. “i have superpowers,”

you pull his thumb away from his mouth, tsking and shaking your head.

“i told you about chewing on your thumb like that,” you scolded gently, patting at his cheek. “you know what you need to ask for if you want something in your mouth,”

elvis blushed, but muttered under his breath. “c’n i have my paci?”

“of course, baby.” you say softly, reaching for the bedside table and grabbing the blue pacifier with stars on it, gently placing it in his mouth.

he blushes and mumbles a ‘thank you’ around it, his head settling back down on your chest as he turns his attention back to the tv.

after a few minutes, his breathing is even and steady, and he's fast asleep against you. you smile softly, stroking his hair and finally turning off the tv as he curls closer into your chest, suckling gently on his pacifier. you had never seen him sleep so soundly when he was big, and to see him finally getting a good nights sleep set your heart and mind at ease.

your little prince would be okay as long as you were there for him.

#elvis x reader #elvis x you #elvis x y/n #austin!elvis x y/n #austin!elvis x reader #elvis fluff #austin!elvis fluff #little e #little prince

[wrencatte]

-gasp- Can it be??? Am I finally actively working on the sequel for when my cage is by the window (I can see the sun)???? Recovery (fics) are always hard to write. At least for me. But I'm going to do my best!! Here's a little sneak peek at the beginning! A little bit of Bruce & Robin!Jason

Jason’s been sneaking around the Manor as of late. Bruce noticed. He will always notice. But...it’s not the kind of sneaking the kid’s been doing since he decided to be the best Robin he could be. That kind is practice. Seeing if he can sneak up on the old man and take him by surprise for the first time ever – and failing, because Bruce will never not be hyperaware of his children’s presence, Batman or no Batman. This kind of sneaking. Well, it’s the kind of sneaking he used to do when he first came to the Manor, all skin, and bones and with a fearful sort of stubbornness that made him jack the tires of the Batmobile just to make sure he would  have enough to eat over the winter.

Unfortunately, Bruce knows exactly why this sneaking has popped back up. And he hates himself a little for being unable to just…put to words what he means.

So, the next time they pass each other in the kitchen, Bruce taps his shoulder in lieu of grabbing his arm. Jason actually stops, shoulders scrunching to his ears, sweatshirt all baggy and loose. He can hear the crinkle of plastic from the pocket and his heart clenches just a little. Food hoarding isn’t an easy habit to break, not after years of food insecurity, but he’d thought….he’d thought Jason had felt a safer than that, he thought it’d lessened. To have to reemerge so loudly now.

Bruce swallows. He messed up – but he also didn’t. Jason needed to be benched from Robin. He needs to – Bruce needs to find a therapist for him.

And isn’t that funny, that he’s thinking that now?

But there’s a difference, he’s pretty sure, between him becoming Batman and Dick taking on Robin compared to the grief turned anger turned recklessness that Jason is going through right now. People process grief in different ways, and he was an idiot for thinking two boys (three, because he’d also just been a boy) were the same.

He’s quiet for too long. Jason’s spine curls and he hunches in on himself, already two steps closer to the exit. Bruce takes a deep breath, opens his mouth, and says –

“Hey, you know I love you, right?”

Jason freezes. Doesn’t turn around. Just freezes like a baby deer caught in the headlights of a semi. Bruce reaches for him before he hesitates then pulls back. It feels weird, not gathering him into a hug. He’s never been overly affectionate, at least physically, but he’s learned well through Dick’s love for hugs and arms over shoulders. He feels like he’s implemented it well with Jason too, learning when hugs are okay, when to swap them out for hair ruffles or pats on the shoulder. Knows Jason never really asks for the hugs he so desperately craves, so he’s learned to spot the signs.

The signs now scream don’t touch me. Bruce wants to hug him. Reassure him.

But he listens and obeys the signs.

“If you ever need to talk, I’m here,” Bruce says lightly. If he pushes, Jason will close off even more. He’s handled this all wrong.

Did he fall…or was he pushed? he’d asked, not because of some sort of – condemnation or accusation. Not because he believed Jason to have done it. It was purely to know how to handle the emotional fall out. If he were pushed. If he’d fallen and Jason tried to catch him. If he’d fallen, then Jason refused to try and catch him. They all have different responses.

And Bruce failed in every one of them.

But maybe he still has time to fix this. Maybe –

“Yeah, sure,” Jason says. He refuses to meet Bruce’s eyes, his voice is rough and raspy, gritty in the way it gets when he’s been crying and sneaking smokes. “You got it, boss man.”

He tucks his hands a little further into his pocket, package crinkling, and hurries out the kitchen, dodging Alfred just in time.

Bruce watches him go, stomach sinking, some foreboding feeling filling the empty space up in its place. Alfred gives him a commiserating look, a hand on his shoulder.

“He’ll come around,” he says.

“I hope so,” Bruce murmurs. “I’ll check on him in a few hours.”

(In a few hours, all Bruce will find is an open window – the security system expertly bypassed – two books missing from his evergreen pile on the bedside table, and a note on the bed in his wobbly, careful handwriting.

In a few days, all Bruce will find is his son’s body, broken and already cooling.)

#my writing #jason todd #bruce wayne #work in progress #honestly this snippet is only tangibly related to price of lions but it its 700 words of not a story and you know how i like flashbacks and #all so i added it

[fridaynight--saturdaymorning]

somedays i grow very close to becoming vegan, so im going to ask you how you became vegan.

I’m really happy about this ask !!! I hope my story can be of some help to you, I’ll add a bit of my own advice also :)

For me veganism was always something that appealed to me. I didn’t really understand why it was considered normal to eat animals and I did try to not when I could as a younger child. Of course though as someone who mainly eats what your parents cook for you it can be difficult to make such a lifestyle change and nothing really happened for me until around 2 years ago.

In the March of 2021 I was actually scrolling through tumblr when I saw that one of the antifascist graffiti accounts I was following had posted a picture of awoke graffiti that interlinked antifascism and veganism and it just clicked for me to be honest that being vegan was punk as fuck. I decided in that moment that I would go vegan when I moved out of my parents’ house, because that seemed like the most viable option for me.

I started doing a lot of vegan baking because it sort of validated the thought in my head that I was going to do it or something, idk to be honest. Eventually my family started catching on to the fact that the baking was vegan (not actually because of the taste but they started reading my recipes lol) and my mum asked if I wanted to go vegan and I was relieved honestly and told her yeah.

I later found out that she thought it was only going to be a phase, which is kinda funny looking back after almost 2 and a half years.

I originally didn’t even watch any documentaries pertaining to veganism before beginning to change my habits and I was going to go into the whole thing doing “baby steps”, but one night I watched dominion and Jesus fucking Christ i have not willingly eaten an animal product since seeing quite literally the horrors, so understandably after that I was not easing myself in out of fear that I would vomit or cry myself to sleep 🥲

The transition to veganism was luckily very easy for me. The uk is probably one of the best places you can be vegan right now so there has never been any shortage of options for me. I found that the best thing you can do is eat the substitutes of things that you already like eating, but not cheese I think you have to wait a couple months at least for it to not taste weird to you. The easiest things I would say are definitely substituting milk and butter and yogurt, so most vegan versions of those are fair game. If something tastes bad, there’s probably a million other versions of it out there so don’t worry !!!! All hope is not lost :D

You might also find that a lot of things you already eat are vegan !! The easiest way to find this out is getting an app on your phone that scans barcodes or searching up if it is, but checking if it says it is on the packaging or just plain searching up every ingredient also works.

I wish you luck if you do go vegan, and if you have any more specific type questions please ask me I love talking about this !!!!! 🌱

#Veganism #ethical veganism #vegan #food cw

[jupitercomet]

Bugs, the new chapter~

(And get ready, because I'm praising you a lot in this one)...

First, the angst of imagining Peach waiting for Jake and convincing herself it was better that he stood her up. (Also, I'm so very angry at the person who said that Peach must be embarrassed. Amd I know it's said in the meaning of: oh, she probably feels embarrassed, I still think it should be Jake that's ashamed.)

Then the "I should probably thank you for being so good with your hands, Doc.", bugs you got me laughing at unholy time in the morning (it was like 5 something a.m. when I started reading). And best/worst thing is? I laughed at least four times since that line.

Not Bradley not trusting anything with drawers. I can literally see Nick saying something like that. I can imagine both of them just using ✨️THE Chair✨️.

Jake feeling remorse like a hangover is such a Jake (Schmidt) thing. And not him freaking out that he didn't wish Peach good morning. I love him and yet he's an idiot, Your Honor. 😭

Him thinking Peach didn't even expect him to show up breaks my heart, because it shows how he thinks people perceive him (even though he's probably right).

On another note - I'm super interested into seeing Peach's lockscreen frog pic. 🐸 👀

The whole scene on the roof is a comedic masterpiece. From Bradley trying to be a good dad, through "Don't fucking bring that man /J*hn M*yer/ up in this house!", through "Last time I talked about my feelings, I ended up eating mozzarella sticks in the back of a strip club.", imagining Bradley trying to act out conversations with his imaginary son (laughing, crying, dying on the floor at this).

I read "Now I don't want to." and just saw Jake like this pic:

The "Famous last words" comment.

I swear bugs, I thank evry probable diety in existence that I didn't wake up the neighbours' baby with my howling laughter. They barely get sleep from the child, they don't need to worry about my mental health and a crying babe at the same time, too. (Also, if I do laugh to loud and wake up the little human, I'm holding you responsible. >:(

Jake thinking everything's back to normal and having the shock of his life. 😹 And then seeing Peach, all dressed up looking pretty (by the way, again you and your pretty dresses, like - I want literally everything you link), wondering if she had dolled up for him, too. It just gives the vibes of horny and yet sad:

Trying to make her stay and Mickey ruining his plan was so funny and adorable. And calling the boys crazy perverts, knowing full well that Bradley is the crazy one and he is the pervert.

Then in the theater, throwing popcorn at Neil. Excuse me, Sur, you're a grown ass man. Let Peach have a good time. 😤

And now I literally can't wait for the next chapter. I just want to hear Jake's half ass excuse why he's there and also, can't wait see him interact with Neil. 😈😇

Anyway, the chapter was absolutely brilliant, definitely my favorite one so far.

Also - I totally get Thor and Loki being your comfort characters.

Also yeah, I'm studying Korean (funny thing is that when I started studying first when I was in high-school I didn't even plan on it, a friend just asked me to go together and I was like: yeah, learning a new language is never a bad idea, and then she forgot to pay for the lessons and I was stuck studying it on my own. I meanz yeah, in a group, but without the friend that even convinced me to go. 😹😹😹), but I'd be completely lost during a zombie apocalypse (not only because I'm as bad at city orientation as it's even possible) because I can't put together the things I know for the life of me. 😭

okay I'm gonna do my best to use my big girl words, but if none of this makes sense I apologize lol

ugh a moment of silence to anyone who's fallen victim to loud whisperers, peach did not need that energy

peach has the most rizz out of anyone in the loft, what can I say

I have a hc that Fun Uncle Pete Mitchell has a habit of never closing any of his dressers so whenever baby Bradley stayed over he would always come home to Goose and Carol with the biggest bonks on his forehead from running into them

Jake being an over-thinker may be a common theme.....

here's peach's lockscreen!

the imaginary son thing was actually inspired by a Lee Mack clip on Would I Lie To You, so that's a fun fact!

ahhh that's exactly how I pictured Jake too!!!!

I cannot be held responsible for my phd in comedy ✋😤 (also I hope your neighbors and their baby get some good sleep tonight)

you literally sell yourself short like you know so many cool things, you'd literally be basass in an apocalypse

#tdbj— asks #acatwriteshere #what’s up doc

[vael]

2023 Annual Review

"I might as well copy-paste last year's Annual Review..."

Of course, even last year I thought the same thing. "A tiger doesn't change its stripes," and now in my 35th year, it's apparent I won't be changing mine.

What went well this year?

Parenting. I'm very aware of the cost of lackluster parenting. "It's a terrible thing to do to someone." No matter how strained I am, I've said I am going to be a dedicated father. This year I dedicated myself to both my girls and continued my usual routine of rallying the boy to greatness.

When parenting, I track their milestones and development because I want the children to be able to play at (and somewhat over) the level of their peers so that they're able to play with the maximal number of children. Milestones are also easily measured: they can do the thing or not. My son still struggles to relate to his peers today because he's never been on their level, and it's a pitiable thing which I personally experienced as a child. It lead to my poor self-esteem and lack of ambition. When I celebrate milestones, this is why.

Violet. "My little storm cloud." 🖤 Violet continues to meet her milestones. She's ahem strong-willed, sweet, intelligent, curious, and funny: I think she's picked up on my ability to parody -- songs and such -- and she'll make up her own little parodies of various things. This year she became a lot less fearful.

Olivia. "Child of light." I thought Violet was an especially happy baby; Olivia redefined that for me. For her first year, we called her the colon D baby. This guy -> :D

Olivia is an absolute joy to be around. She took 13 months to walk, which was a surprise given that Violet was fully walking at 10 ½ months, but it looks like she instead allocated her effort towards speech, because this girl can talk. And enunciate! She's also good with her fine motor skills.

My wife was able to flawlessly breastfeed Olivia for six straight months, which is a big achievement.

Made two new friends. Each from different countries, and each of them web developers. I always love hearing about other cultures and it was because of my Argentinian friend that I...

Started learning Spanish; soft-quit PGO. This year I finally was able to put down Pokémon GO. Partially because I'm playing Pokemon Sleep now, but mostly that I was a little too obsessive about PvP and I felt childish being distracted in public so that I could play the PvE events.

I started Duolingo mid-November. My learning strategy is slow-paced and with frequent review. I fully achieve "legendary" on the current unit before moving on to the next. It's working, and it's got to be better for my cognition, and certainly for my life.

Rearranged the house. My wife came up with the plan. My son took my old office and my new office is in the study, previously our entertainment room. I could barely stand living in this house before, but now I'm comfortable.

Game development. I may have burned myself doing it, but I can't argue with the results. I don't think I've ever been better poised for a successful year than I am now.

This year I also received the most volunteer help I ever have. Aforementioned Argentinian friend wrote a robust weather script, and Tinydark's Raigen helped develop tinydark.com and Hub features; I'm also excited to announce we've been able to hire him to work remotely at my workplace. We even had an artist draw some holiday costumes for Tinyblob, our mascot.

Health. I took almost three months off eating "optional sugar," breaking my nightly ice cream routine. I'd felt like I was starting to get fat, so I simultaneously started focusing more on building my upper body. I went as far as to take before-and-afters for Facebook, but I eventually had to stop so I could focus on game dev. Though I stopped my upper body work, I did start jogging in the morning. I fell out of the habit once Daylight Saving Time hit, and the girls' circadian rhythms were an hour ahead.

Artificial Intelligence. Not exactly "my" win, but AI has been instrumental in this year's high production. To think it's only gotten better throughout the year and stands to get even better, it's such a privilege to be able to use AI. That's just code; assets have always been a problem for my game development, but AI trivializes some of my asset issues (it's still pretty bad proper asset generation).

What didn't go so well?

Relentless work ethic. I have a long, contemplative post on this here, but: I am too ambitious. "A good problem to have." Well, in August I had my first real panic attack at 3AM. I thought it was a heart attack at first. But what's mildly concerning is that I felt stronger for it after; I overcame it on my own and that now that I know what it is, I'm better prepared for it. I didn't feel like I should try to avoid this at all, but rather that I'm more prepared for a second panic attack. Seems kinda not-a-good mentality.

My body. I said my forward neck posture would be my focus of the year, and I did a passable job of it, but it wasn't enough. I still get headaches and they feel like they're getting worse. We don't have the money nor do I have the bandwidth to see a rolfer, and I'm not sure what to do other than try to keep my posture in mind throughout the day. I tried to train myself to sleep without a pillow but had minimal success. I typically lay down once a day, mid-day if work allows it, for about 15 minutes just to clear my head and alleviate some of the pain.

I also abused caffeine: by my definition, two cups/packets/sessions a day. That likely contributed to the panic attack.

My focus. Nothing new here. It's just hard to truly focus when my morning's waylaid by children and I'm needed throughout the day. Interruptions break focus, so that's that: I cannot truly focus. The time I get at night is rarely good for focusing considering it's so scarce, the girls could wake up at any time, and that's typically the bulk of time I get to spend talking with my wife.

Buried. Two-under-two, working my job, working tinydark, doing (it seems) more chores than the typical husband does, my crumbling body and keeping myself healthy are the primary stressors.

No sympathy allowed; I chose this path and would choose it again.

Finances. We had two kids in two years (I regret not waiting an extra six months) so it's to be expected, but we've found ourselves deep in the negatives at the end of the year. Inflation's a real killer. We (ie: my wife) made some progress with the decision to grocery shop at two different stores for our weekly shopping trip, but the extra store is Trader Joe's... full of novel temptations. We're still better off for it, anyway.

Released neither Black Crown: Exhumed nor Bean Grower. I did have to take two weeks off for some contracting, but ultimately I just decided to spend more time on URPG, and everything takes longer than I expect.

What did I learn?

I feel like this year, I didn't get too worked up about our lack of financial progress. It feels more like acceptance than complacency. I will be free, unburied when my dream is realized: we just need to save up enough money for a down payment on a new house build, then sustain our finances while it's built, and finally sell this house for a minimum of $100k in the bank when all is said and done. I have confirmed this is entirely possible, and I'm grateful to have moved South before the pandemic. This is why it's acceptance: achieving this peace of mind is the only way I can finally buy the ice cream.

Otherwise, I've meditated on it, and honestly: I don't know that I really learned anything notable. At least as far as wisdom vs. tangible knowledge.

Goals and Expectations: 2024

Game dev. I can at least guarantee Bean Grower's getting a final release, presumably onto an app store. I'm giving myself three damn months for it. Black Crown is also getting three damn months, but I will concede that Steam Store support might be a stretch goal. Either way, I'm ending this year with two full titles under my belt.

Financial recovery. Sort of a given, and who knows, maybe the 15,000 hours I've spent building a game studio will actually pan out this year.

-- --

Welp, figger that's it. Vael

#Annual Review

[thedragonofcauldron]

So a fun story about how reptile keeping might have saved my life, and why I want to tell my mother this specifically

First, context. Growing up, I always wanted a lizard - I've always loved them, and of course my ambitions as a child made me want the big pretty complicated ones like iguanas and chameleons, but ultimately I just wanted a scaley friendo. My mother, however, could simply not abide the RISK that reptiles brought in the form of ~salmonella~. Never mind that it's in eggs, it's too dangerous to have as a pet. So I never had any until I grew up and moved out on my own.

And one thing I learned very quickly is keeping reptiles is a bit different than having a pet dog or cat, or any mammal, really, in that it's hard to tell when something is wrong until it's very wrong. Reptiles generally aren't social, and that means they don't communicate when they're not feeling well. They have to reason, biologically, to benefit from broadcast their vulnerability - basically if you can see some thing isn't right it's because they're too tired to mask the symptoms anymore. This means that, in practice, you kind of need to keep a close eye on em, watch their diet and bathroom habits to see when they lose appetite or stop pooping.

And one of the most common things that can get em is bowel impaction. See, a lot of people like to use sand in animal tanks, because it's cheap and easy to clean. Thing is, most sand is silicate based, which doesn't digest or absorb, and in fact is very sticky in the gut. So I learned how to watch for that, and the three key indicators you look for in a reptile for impaction are a lack of apetite, lack of bowel movements, and swolen or distended abdomen. If you've got all three, you take your baby to the vet and hope they can get things moving again.

Now in the last year, I finally got insurance and had an actual check up, and got diagnosed with anemia severe enough that the doctor wanted me to take supplements and follow up to try and fix it. I got a warning that iron supplements tend to cause constipation, though, and to keep an eye on that.

So I'm eating the metal pill and trying to keep an eye on things and I'm just about a week in and I notice that I'm usually hungry after work, but I haven't been. And I haven't had a bowel movement since I started - which checks out, because constipation was a side effect - but also I feel bloated. So I look at my stomach and hey what do you know, I'm laying on my back but one side is raised a little higher than the others, and I think "huh. This is like, the exact set of symptoms that would make me take one of my lizards to the vet immediately. That's probably not good"

So I stop taking the iron and call the doctor to let them know and the nurse who I'm talking with gets a very concerned tone of voice and basically tells me if it got any worse I'd need to go to the ER to keep from having ruptured bowels. I basically got told that I needed to stop everything else until I had a shit.

So it's funny to me that taking care of my lizards might have saved me from at least a trip to the ER regarding my guts, when my mother was freaking petrified of them having bacteria that would destroy my guts. Not that salmonella isn't dangerous, but I've had the little guys for years and never once gotten sick, so I don't think reptiles are nearly as dangerous as my mom was afraid of, and I'd like to see her reaction

#long post #medical #biology #bowel problems

[angelcloves]

5, 6, 7, 12, 30, 33, 34, 38, and 40!

5 has been answered already

6. what’s the best and worst part of being online/a creator? - i love interacting with other fans who enjoy my work but also being a creator makes some people like. weirdly demanding of you? ive blocked people who tried to get too much out of me before

7. what scares you the most and why? - being rejected from a group. high school was rough

12. what’s some good advice you want to share? - if you want to get better at something be consistent about it

30. what’s one thing that never fails to make you happy/happier? - funny penguin pics

33. any hobbies? - i guess writing is my full time job. bullet journaling

34. any pet peeves? - minor mispronunciations of words. my mom always says 'trifecka' and it makes me so upset for literally no reason

38. fave song at the moment? - my fave song of all time is love me more by mitski but lately ive been into crack baby

40. any bad habits? - dancing too much. i almost died doing sissonnes bc i was trying to eat spaghetti at the same time and forgot that generally you shouldnt be doing leaps with a fork in your mouth

[chelleztjs18]

Hello you moody lefty eyebag. 😌 I hate when it's like that, I get so down and start crying, then next thing I know, I have it. Then everything makes sense as to why I was being sad hahaha

Sounds like you were busy today! Wait, so you got hit in the nose today?? Also, what did you make for dinner?

Yeeeeah I am that kind of stubborn person. But! I also just don't like going to the doctors, I hate wasting my time if it's nothing serious.

I think I am more of a sweet person haha. If I go out to eat, the place has to have good dessert. Either I get cake or pie or ice cream. If you visit my house, my freezer is half filled with Ben and Jerry's ice cream, and great value ice cream lol

Nah I think we were 2 shots in. It would have been bad if I threw the shot glass.

Hahahaha that's pretty good! Yeah I know a lot of corny ones and if I ever have a chance, I do puns too. I'm horrible, I love dad jokes.

Hm I don't remember what color the box is for samoas but it's the chocolate with coconut. Like orange on top with chocolate drizzle. Speaking of cookies, I like both. I love it when I make it and it's fresh out of the oven, it's also soft. But then, I love chips ahoy, as long as I have milk to go along with it 😄 and definitely for brownies, I like the middle the most. Weird thing though is that I can't just eat brownies by itself. I always have to have vanilla ice cream with it. How about you, what are your preferences for cookies and brownies?

Also whats your favorite Pringles flavor? I like snacking on sour cream n onion chips or BBQ chips. Oh and cheetos puffs.

I think I wanna learn magic. Being a vampire will get too boring if I live too long.

Would you rather dance the macarena for a whole day or listen to baby shark the whole day?

-CuriousGeorge

haha yeah, when I'm moody like that, I could cry for no reason and I could be very angry even at small stuff. I would say bunch of snarky comment or sarcasms. lol. That's why I always warn others if it's close to that time so they'll know that I dont mean it. hahaha. n then I turn to a nice person again when I'm done with the cycle. lol.

oh no, I didnt get hit on the nose today, thank god. lol. It happened years ago. I think I was at south lake tahoe at that time in spring season, so it was nice out n we played catch but then i got hit and the fun time turned bloody. good thing it hit my nose, i was worried I lost a teeth or two. lol

I made the same dinner, club sandwich from turkey and ham leftover. but today is the last day. I have a 3 days rule in my fridge food storage. unless it's bbq, i read that bbq meat can stay good 5 or even 7 days in the fridge.

yeah i agree with u, going to doctors can be really expensive here.

ah i see,, I'm not really like that, i sometimes check what desert they have but if it doesnt have anything chocolate, i dont really bother to have some, unless if the people who eat with me wants some and wants to share, then I'm down to have desert.

ohhh i looove ben and jerry's ice cream! what's ur favorite? mine is new york super fudge chunks. You should try it! It's so good! it has fudge, brownies, almonds, pecan, choclate bits n white chocolate bits. when i eat that, I always have extra bowl so i can scoop out the pecan and the white chocolate bits out. lol. because i dont like them. aaaand this habit is in my Lost in Assistance series. Y/n has the same habit and Lizzie notice that then when she gets y/n that ice cream, she brought extra bowl for y/n to scoop them out. lol. What's ur fav ice cream flavor?

haha if i were the bartender n u do that to the shot glass, I would hate u. lol.

oh no, u r not horrible, I looove dad jokes. Sometimes they are so funny.haha. u have dad jokes to share with me?

aah yeah, i remember that samoas cookies.

ah okay, thats funny. I never really drink regular white milk. i dont really like it, I like chocolate milk. so i never eat cookies with milk until i tried not too long ago n i was like "fuck, thats actually good. I have been missing it this whole years of my life?" lol. im dumb someitmes. lol.

I like soft cookies n i dont like the crispy ones. i think i like the middle soft part and I dont like to eat it with vanilla ice cream. not a fan of vanilla ice cream. :D i know i'm weird.lol.

fun fact, I have my weird way to eat ice cream. i like to have it in a small ball or cup n i will try to stir the ice cream until it's kinda melted n start eating it or until it's quite melting and just slurp it / drink it. and if i have it on a cone or popsickle, I bite the ice cream. I put this in my lost in assistance's Y/n's way of eating ice cream. I remember some people in wattpad comment in the part she bites the ice cream "bite the ice cream? who bites ice cream? only psychopath." lol.

i like the original pringles or the bbq or the scorchin hot bbq. for ruffles, i like original and also the sour cream one. ooh i remember, lays used to have the ginger wasabi flavor, i looooove that so much. hahaha. it sucks they dont have it anymore.

i dont mind live forever if i can live it with the people i love.haha.

oooh thats easy, i pick macarena. baby shark songs drive me NUTS!. even before I have my daughter. I vowed I will never play it to my kids and told my husband "after emily is born, DO NOT ever, I repeat, DO NOT ever play baby shark for her. I dont care how u do it, u have to avoid introducing her to that shitty kids song." n i said it in serious face. i hate repetitive sounds. lol. n baby shark is repetitive n overplayed. but then I found a different version of baby shark song and it is sooooooo much better, n I let her listen to it sometimes. then he was like wtf? i thought we wont play it ever? hahahahah. n i told him this one is different n more enjoyable.

If u wanna know which one, u can google baby shark super simple songs and u'll see what I meant. hahaha. n now em like to play chase with that song n pretend she is the shark or I am the shark. sometimes she dances to it. the original song the sound and the voice is annoying and it makes me feel like everything spinning but the room gets tighter n tighter n smaller. I dont know why. I told u that im weird. lol

what about u? which one u pick?

Cheerio!

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