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infranthrax · 3 months

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helo. im one they call 🍂 and id like to. make a request. i hope ur doing okay (*＞∇＜)ﾉ ur free to write this or not

i would like to request an angst w/ a good ending type of thing if its okay. a platonic f!reader&heartslabyul (seperately. if its limited to one character, you can go with riddle) headcanon that has the following plot;

mc is a pessimistic person, a very tired, overworked one. all they want is a bit of peace and quiet, but they care about the heartslabyul gang very much. they have kind of become a mom/older sister to the group (kinda like trey). anyway, one day the gang realizes that mc seems more irritable than usual which results in them making a snide remark/get in an arguement about the guy's flaws (like how riddle hurt many pre-overblot, how ace runs his mouth at the worst times, how deuce is not the brightest around, cater being addicted to his little social media sites, and trey ignoring the problems regarding riddle because he didnt want conflict, etc etc) that would hurt them.

they kind of ghosting everyone for a couple of days to calm down, and then they awkwardly come back with a box of sweets (that they managed to purchase by scraping by lmao, girlie's poor as hell...) to apologize, and eat them over tea! mc apologizes directly and wants to make up for their words, but they are not the best at speaking their mind.

ive seen countless fics where the main cast gets to be the agressive and sad, sopping wet cats, and reader comforting them. ngl, i wanted to write a piece where MC is the "sad little pathetic shrimp" but i just didnt have the time. anyway, i hope you like this prompt

oh my god I love this prompt! the mc is definitely the therapist of the group and I can imagine this happening… I restricted it down to just riddle given how detailed this prompt was, the rest of the dorm is self explanatory.☺️/pos (and thank you for your kind words! I hope you’re having a good day/night!)

generating new memory… please, one moment… ✨

𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊!

Heartslabyul x f!reader — headcanons!

sypnopsis: mc has had enough of the anal shenanigans after a near traumatic event, and she lashes back out at riddle, who is left bewildered and heated at the event.

light tw // domestic conflict, implied traumatic event

riddle rosehearts

riddle is just anal and sometimes he comes off as bossy and or ungrateful. that’s not really his intention however. that’s just an act of conditioning he’s been through.

so when he sees that you’re overwhelmed, at first he blind sighted to it. riddle isn’t great per se at emotions— let alone the ones of other people.

he gets on you for being late to class one day and it all piles up. You’re in a dorm full of boys— what girl wouldn’t have enough? at the time it was little around the time in which riddle overblotted, and he just went on with daily life like none of that ever happened.

he fucking hurt your ass. quite frankly that was the first (of many) overblots you’ll have to go through, and that’s how you’re gonna handle it? hell no, especially after the fact that you had to play superwoman to get the goons out of a near death situation.

before this, you had gotten into tiffs with the redhead on numerous occasions, trying to ground him down. never really did it work though as he was always stuck in his perfectionist ways. and you hated that about him because his mannerisms reflected into you.

he expected you to be able to carry yourself in a manner that would suit him. he expected you to dress a certain way. he expected you to follow his orders, his rules, his ultimatum. that you couldn’t stand any longer.

when he got on you for being tardy, the melting pot overflowed… and it wasn’t pretty either. let’s say you were in pain, in addition to your mental health plummeting due to not really having anyone to talk to, and then when mother nature calls upon you for your monthly drain you must attend.

you shouldn’t mess with the wrath of a woman on her period. this, riddle learned the hard way… with you.

“riddle… i swear… on god’s green earth, if you don’t shut the hell up… i’m fucking TRYING. I’M TRYING! FUCK YOU, YOU UPTIGHT PIECE OF SHIT, GO ON SOMEWHERE!”

and then the fire brewed. and then it exploded. (quite literally.) it would be hellish screaming match between you two, despite riddle claiming he is above such things. he really isn’t, he’s got a temper that’s about as fagile as glass. (no, it’s not microwave safe.)

after your blow up with riddle, you both proceed to give each other the silent treatment for the better part of a month. during this time you find comfort in your other classmates, spending time with other students outside of heartsllabyul, namely vil and rook, just for a boost of female empowerment.

and while riddle was contemplating all the bullshit that went down between the two of you, he began to feel a little bit of guilt. mattered if fact, both of you did. you shouldn’t have been so aggressive and he shouldn’t have been so… well, himself.

before class one day you enter your lab room to see a small box at your seat with a little note attached to it.

it was from riddle— a little chocolate potion bottle with those biscuits— the exact ones from the disney movie. little did he know, you happened to pop by sam’s shop to get him some mini fruit tarts and snuck into his class early to put them on his desk. you ate his little gift up, in a little bit of worry. would he accept that?

at the end of the day though, you had to return to heartslabyul to see him. and what a surprise, he wanted to talk to you.

call it him playing kiss ass— no, he’s not. he’s sorry. to be true, he should be more careful and more intuitive as a dorm lead to ensure the comfort of his students, and he does understand that sometimes he can come off as overbearing or, dare i say dictatorial. it’s really not meant to cause harm. it has a lot to do with his upbringing.

and you were sorry too. and you both hugged it out. every couple has their tiffs, right? just something he’s gonna have to work on.

#📍|| infra is logging…#twisted wonderland #memory bank #quick access #files application #twst #twst x reader #riddle rosehearts #riddle rosehearts x reader #riddle x reader #heartslabyul #twst angst

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airybcbyy · 10 months

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Hello! I hope you are doing as good as Karl's spoiled raccoon life!

Anyhow, I low-key just found out that having kids of my own most likely won't be an option for me. Am high-key bummed out so, I was wondering if you could do head cannons of the BSD men reacting to fertility issues?

If not that's okay! Thank you for your time anyways! 😊

AHHHH TY TY IM DOIN GREAT SORRY FOR NOT SEEING THIS SOONER BUT OF COURSE 🫶🏼 HOPE YOU GET A MIRACLE AND GET URSELF A BABY💜💜 sending baby dust your way✨✨

BSD Men reacting to fertility issues headcanons!

a/n – there was no specific characters you asked for but feel free to comment/ask if you (or anyone else) want this with other characters!!

content – TW!! mentions of infertility, sensitive topic talked about, reader is afab, fem reader, fem bodied reader,, fluff, SPOILERS for tachihara, tachihara calls reader “baby girl”, akutagawa calls reader “dear”/“my dear”, dazai calls reader “belladonna”/“bella” ,i think that’s it lmk if i missed anything!

synopsis – tachihara, akutagawa, and dazai reacting to reader having fertility issues!

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tachihara

tachihara lost his brother young, so he never really got to experience the big brother type of love

so he’d always wanted have kids!

and when he met you?

the woman of his dreams?

oh he thought he’d have his whole life planned out.

he’d leave the port mafia as an undercover agent

go back to being a hunting dog

get his monthly surgeries to stay alive

and finally get the life he’d always wanted

with the love of his life🫶🏼

and even before he’d been able to leave the pm

you two had tried

and tried

and when nothing happened no matter how many times you guys tried?

you both decided to go to a fertility doctor

and learned that you, the love of his life, was infertile.

tachihara felt his heart break

but not for him.

no, he felt his heart break for you.

the woman who’d been so happy to try over and over again with him for a child

the woman who’d sat beside him when given the news and even if you didn’t cry, he’d heard the sharp inhale from you

even on the car ride home, he’d began to think about what you were thinking about.

and later when the two of you got home to your shared apartment, you’d immediately ran off to your shared room and he let you

he knew you needed time to process, so he started working on dinner

he made the only thing he really knew how to make; spaghetti

maybe it wasn’t going to be good, but he didn’t want to subject you to cooking or the take out food you were definitely thinking about if it added to your condition.

he’d walked into your room with the dinner in his hand and found you curled up in a ball in the middle of the bed

even if he didn’t hear you crying, he heard your sniffles and saw your shaking shoulders

he immediately put the two plates down on a dresser

he laid down behind you, wrapping his arms around you in a spooning position

“it’s okay, baby girl, don’t cry.” he cooed toward you. maybe he wasn’t a good person outside of this home, but when he was with you it was like he was that one puppy at the pound that wouldn’t jump up at any person that walked in– until it came to you. you brought the light into his life, and even if the two of you most likely couldn’t have children, you two could keep trying. if it never happened for the two of you, there was children in this world that needed to be adopted– he’d seen how orphans getting taken into big mafia groups, and he would hate for that to be any child. “i can’t give you that big family, michi-”the affectionate nickname rolled off your tongue with a heavy heart. you’d always dreamed of that with him, and now because of you (in your mind),the two of you couldn’t have that. “no, baby girl, it’s not your fault. now we can choose our own family♡”

akutagawa

ryunosuke akutagawa never envisioned kids in his life

before the port mafia, he thought he was simply going to die young due to his disease(cries in chapter 88)

and then he’d met you; a woman so beautiful that not even the feared diablo could hide his affections for you.

but even when the two of you started talking about being in a relationship; kids never came up

he never wanted any and he thought you wanted the same

and you had!

kids was never something you had wanted much in life either.

until, you had a pregnancy scare.

but it wasn’t actually scary for you,

you felt this rush of happiness and that’s when you realized what you wanted in life

to be a mother.

you already had the maternal feeling that most mothers didn’t get until they’d had a kid

you were empathetic

you knew how to calm akutagawa down even when no one else could

it was like you were born to be a mother

so you told ryunosuke your new found passion,

and i admit; he was a little taken aback by this sudden change in your attitude

but that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try with you.

“if it happens it happens.” that was your motto to each other.

but then it…didn’t happen

and it never happened.

you didn’t tell akutagawa, but you were upset

how were you supposed to tell him? he didn’t want children much!

so you secretly went to a fertility doctor

you didn’t bother asking akutagawa to come along, he’d either be noticed from his constant being on the news or catch someone staring too hard and rashomon would cause yet another death

but maybe you should’ve risked it because no one should’ve had to hear what you heard while alone

“i’m sorry ms y/n, but you seem to have some fertility issues. there seems to be an ovulatory disease that you have…”

the rest of the doctors words just droned on, but you couldn’t hear anything

it was like you had become the victim of a cruel prank by fate

the one thing you had slowly come to accept that you wanted - was ripped away before you could even grasp the idea of it

you couldn’t even go into work after the news was given to you, you sat at home waiting for akutagawa to get home

but how were you supposed to tell him? just blurt out you couldn’t make him a dad?

you decided to hold off on telling him, but your boyfriend wasn’t stupid

when he came home and you weren’t immediately jumping at the chance to talk about what the two of you did today he knew something was wrong

“ my dear, what’s wrong? ” akutagawa asked as he leaned himself on the door of your shared bedroom. usually when he stepped into your shared apartment he was met with the brightest toothiest grin from you, one of his favorite parts of the day, so when you didn’t greet him at the door he knew something was up. he walked into the room the two of you shared to find you curled up into yourself, visible tears that had dried on your perfect face. “ ‘m broken , ryu…”you sobbed out, causing the usually cold and stoic male to break the mask he’d worn all day while at work. “ what? dear, you’re not broken. ” he said simply, walking over to the bed and sitting beside you, rubbing your back. “ tell me what’s wrong, dear, please? ” he sounded so desperate to help you feel better about yourself. “ i cant have kids, ryu, i’m broken. ” your voice cracked as you looked back at him, mascara smeared off of your eyes and onto your under eyes. “ doctors said i cant have babies…” you hiccuped as he had to sit and process the words you said. “ oh my dear, it’s okay, we already have a family. the mafias our family.” he said softly as he laid down beside you, allowing you to crawl up into his arms. he quietly shushed you as he rocked you to sleep. even if you couldn’t make your own family, akutagawa would love you either way.

dazai

dazai and his weird obsession with finding a beautiful woman to commit with was what led him to you.

you had been a new hire in a bar that he’d liked to frequent after spending hours at work

when you came up to him to see if he was just going to stare at you or get a drink , he’d taken the leap

he immediately grabbed your hands, eyes sparkling as he looked up at you

“ would you like to commit a double suicide with me? ”

you were on the verge of tears because of how stressed you were from the other patrons, so laughing at this silly man made you feel much better

his face fell as he looked at you, but your laugh was just so enchanting

“ my belladonna…would you not like to commit with me ? ”

and that’s how you ended up in this now two year long relationship with osamu dazai

over the past two years you’d moved in with osamu and switched your job from bartending to work in the cafe below the armed detective agency.

you’d seen many kids come in and out with their parents during your shifts

and they’d never really made you feel anything…until recently.

everytime you saw a child come in with their family it made your chest feel strangely tight and achey

and then you realized, that you really really wanted kids

ones that looked like dazai and didn’t have his personality, preferably.

and when you brought it up to him, he just teased you-

“ my bella, you just want what leads to the babies, don’t you? you shouldn’t have to even ask for that.”

it doesn’t get through his thick skull that you really do want kids until you just straight up tell him

“ osamu, i want kids. bad. ”

and for a man so smart, he sounded so dumb

blabbing on and on about how you’d look so pretty pregnant, but with a suicidal fool like his child? he couldn’t imagine it!

but wouldn’t osamu be mean if he didn’t give his cute little girlfriend what she wanted 🫶🏼

so you tried for months and months to get pregnant

and it just never happened for you

you decided that maybe the two of you had some other factor leading to the constant negative pregnancy tests

so you both went to the doctor and had check ups on your sexual health along with dazais sperm counted and your uterus checked to see if something was wrong

the two of you were even joking around about not being able to have kids and how silly that sounded

oh how you wished you could take it all back

the doctor came back and gave the news quite swiftly

“ i’m afraid miss y/n has a factor we have yet to determine that causes her chances of successfully carrying a child to significantly drop. i’m so sorry. ”

you tried your best to seem stoic and unwavering, but your vision clouded even more by every second.

the doctor left to give you two some time together.

and that’s when the real tears came

“ oh, my bella…”dazai frowned as he looked at you, trying to hide your glassy eyes and quivering lips. he wasn’t dumb, he knew how you were- so brave and so strong trying to keep your composure. the male wrapped his bandaged arms around your body. and that’s when the tears finally came flowing out, your whole body shaking as you clung to the man you so desperately wanted children with. “i’m useless , ‘samu.” you cried into your lovers arms. “i can’t even do the one thing women are supposed to do!” the male rubbed your back, trying to console you, but how could he? the dream that had just started to grow in your mind had been crushed with one simple dream. “no, no , you’re not useless. you’re the farthest from useless.”he cooed into your hair, one hair rubbing your back continuously while the other was holding the back of your head. “ we’ll grow our own family, my belladonna. i promise you. ” and dazai osamu was a man of his word.

i really didn’t know much about infertility so i did some research, and i know it’s not the deepest dive into it; but i hope i did it justice!

if anyone would like a part 2 with other characters feel free to request it or just comment!

likes, comments, and reblogs are greatly appreciated ;3

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bluberimufim · 8 months

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IT'S TIME!!! IT'S FINALLY TIME FOR THE RANT ABOUT 19TH-CENTURY PORTUGUESE URBANISM!!!! (@kingkendrick7 mentioned they were interested a While ago and who am I to withhold information about my Interests)

I'll be focusing exclusively on the city of Porto in northern Portugal because it's what I studied in my Anthropology class. And also: disclaimer! I'm translating all the names of the things from Portuguese so if it sounds weird, yeah, that's why.

The Industrial Revolution in Portugal created a very weird relationship between work and personal life due to the way the cities were planned. Basically, the people who worked the factories, and even the owners, lived extremely close to their place of work - and I mean they were pretty much neighbours. The factories were also built in the city centre itself. This is much more similar to the work-life relationship of rural areas than any model existing in normal cities.

There was, at this time, a strange impasse when it came to building housing. Porto specifically is known for having extremely thin and deep plots of land in the oldest parts of the city - I'm talking 5 by 100m (approx. 16 by 328ft). No house is gonna be that deep, so there's always about 80 to 70m of backyard.

Workers were paid extremely low wages. Like, so low they couldn't afford housing anywhere. So the factory owners would ✨selflessly✨ give up their backyards and build housing for their workers.

Can we just take a moment to think about how absurd this is? Like. Imagine taking pity on your employees for being poor. My brother in Christ, WHO DO YOU THINK IS MAKING THEM POOR?

Anyway, this new type of housing is called an Island. Its name comes from the fact that it's an "island" of low-income housing in a semi-rich neighbourhood.

Basically, an Island is a long exterior corridor with tiny houses on one or two sides and communal bathrooms at the end. Here's a picture:

The way this worked is that the owners of the big, street-front house would open a passage on the ground floor that could be fully closed wuth a gate. This kept the Islands invisible and, thus, out of the city hall's jurisdiction, since they can only legislate on what is visible from street level.

Here's an irl picture of an Island today:

Btw they tried solving this problem bt building houses from scratch but they realuzed that workers' wages were so low that just adding plumbing would make a house unaffordable. Yeah...

Porto currently stands as the European city with the most recent outbreak of the Bubonic Plague, in 1899. This is because Islands had such poor hygenic conditions that it re-kindled the Black Plague epidemic. Just so you can kinda picture what level of "horrible" this whole thing is.

Here's a quote by David Moreira da Silva about the Islands that I translated from French:

"Housing, essential organ of the city, offers us in Porto obe of the most miserable and tragic displays and one of the grave causes that greatly contribute to the huge mortality that is constant. We say, justly, that Porto as a city is the vastest cemetery in Europe."

(Parallel to this there was also the "Sleep Business", which consisted of renting places to sleep. The main two were sub-renting, in which you rented a place to sleep and paid by the hour, and the Rope, in which you rented a piece of rope to lean on while sleeping. Thought it might be interesting to add.)

I'm not mentioning as we go because it'd be exhausting, but backlash was VERY strong every step of the way. Doctors were warning against living conditions in the Islands and city hall was trying to pass laws banning these types of buildings by extending their jurisdiction deeper into the city's plots of land. But they were unsuccessful.

They tried to propose a rehabilitation of the Islands in the early 20th century but their inhabitants basically responded with "Please tear our houses down and make us new ones somewhere else. The Islands are unsalvageable".

The whole factory work-life thing ended with the fascist dictatorship, which reorganized the city centre, but there's still plenty of people living in Islands today.

To this day, the Islands stand as a warning of what rampant capitalism does to people when left unchecked. But that doesn't stop tone-deaf bourgeois pricks from romanticizing them.

This has been a rant. I hope you enjoyed it <3

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transboysokka · 1 month

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Hey, I totally understand you might not want to answer this so please don’t feel pressured to! But I was wondering how you found out you have fibromyalgia? Is it something you’ve known since you were a child, or did you recognise the symptoms later in life and go to a doctor? I’m asking because I think I might have some sort of condition, if not fibro then maybe some kind of arthritis. I get a lot of the symptoms, but I don’t know if it’s just a normal amount. I do get joint pain, and even though it gets worse sometimes, most of the time it’s not unbearable. And also other symptoms like fatigue and brain fog etc, but they could be linked to a lot of things in my life. Obviously I know you can’t diagnose me or anything over an ask, but do you have any advice on how to tell what level of pain is more than expected for someone without a condition? Like I said at the start, please don’t feel like you need to answer this, feel free to ignore/delete it.

Honestly other people who have it talking about it clued me in a lot. I really don’t know how long I’ve had it but it got really bad and unbearable for me after a pretty bad head injury I had last fall. That’s a big way it can get started theoretically (nobody really knows anything about this for sure) and hoooo boy did it for me. So I’ve really only been actively aware of this for I’d say 4ish months? When I think back though I’ve had most of these symptoms for years, like since college

So a lot of googling around and talking to the right people and doctors (though I still have to get my ass up to a specialist for a ✨formal✨ diagnosis despite being p much confirmed already but I’m like literally why I have doctor anxiety and half of doctors think it’s fake and there’s nothing to be done about it anyway rip, the medical system in this country isn’t uh the best for that kind of shit) bada bing bada boom there we go

Some tips maybe I guess

If you are always/often in pain that’s not normal. It seems obvious but I had to actually have someone tell me that after putting up with it for so long. Also if you have fibro/chronic pain you’re likely to have a higher pain tolerance than others, for clear reasons

If a doctor tells you you don’t have it then maybe you don’t but also so many of them like don’t believe in fibro so I’d always get a second opinion

Track/pay attention to symptoms and when/how they get better or worse. A lot of times fibro pain gets better with exercise so you can differentiate it from like. Injuries or being out of shape. Also for me I’m always gonna have more pain after eating a lot of sugar.

Also fibro pain often affects muscles vs joints and isn’t necessarily limited to like one body part. For me I have several places it likes to be and it kind of just moves around. Also there are some areas more commonly affected than others

A lot of info can be found by googling! Symptoms and treatment!

A lot of symptoms for me are just stuff I’ve learned to live with but I often have “normal” days just from paying attention to diet, exercise (cycling), and taking glucosamine daily. I also have some mobility aids for days I need them but the more I exercise the less often that is

Obviously doctors can suck, but it’s definitely useful to get an opinion if you have the option

I hope any of this random rambling is helpful!!

#quesTian #fibro

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luimagines · 2 years

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OOOOH OOH OOOOH HI

So uh… newest installment of demigod reader go brrr. It actually kind of invoked one of my own personal First/Sky headcannons.

I should mention that I never read Percy Jackson so I have no idea if what I say makes any sense to someone who actually knows what they’re talking about lol

(And welp… really what this is is a loophole my brain came up with to circumvent Enno’s whole a-mortal-can’t-slay-a-god-without-becoming-the-god thing BUT it works here so I’m running with it)

Hear me out. First was able to reforge a weapon intended for a goddess. That no mortal should have been able to use or touch. He also was, as far as we know, the first to have been born with the hero’s unbreakable spirit.

What if First was a demigod?

Not Hylia’s child or anything but like… Farore maybe? (Totally random, but to me if Hylia has a patron goddess it would be Nayru to my mind. Because Zelda is always the one to have the triforce of wisdom while it’s split but I digress) But his demigod powers weren’t enough to kill demise the first time. When he died to give Skyloft enough time to rise into the air, he pulled a Hercules. He’d fulfilled the condition of becoming a true hero through sacrifice out of love.

Buuuuut even godly revival powers have limits. He died seconds before he earned his immortality. Because Link can never catch a break.

So Hylia does as Hylia does and reincarnates him. Giving him a second life, and by proxy the immortality he was owned.

Now Sky is not immortal. Not anymore, anyway. But he was. Past tense. He was immortal right up until he killed Demise. Because only a god can kill another god. But Enno’s right, and there must always be a price for killing a god.

This has gone way off track but basically I think that the Fierce Deity is Sky’s immortality/god powers that got separated from him as punishment for killing Demise. It’s also worth mentioning that I subscribe to the “FD isn’t actually evil, he’s just kinda always used for war and is a protective being” headcannon.

Where was I going with this? Oh yeah. How the chain can enter. Sky lost his immortality but the fact remains that he is a *reincarnated demigod.* Technically, given that the Links are in theory all reincarnations of each other, that would mean that they’re all quasi-demigods.

So they can enter camp halfblood? Maybe? I think so anyway.

- Glitter ✨

Ooohh! That could work.

Even if that wasn't the case, I think it could apply that they're chosen heroes of the gods (except Wind, but that's another thing entirely even if it's equally applicable).

So even if they wouldn't be demigods, you can't deny their ties to divinity anyway, so maybe they can get a pass from the barrier.

Like.... "you're one of us, but you have the markings, so come in, i guess?" I dunno.

I still like your idea though.

#pinky replies

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rachymarie · 3 months

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A lil TMI for your morning (or night probably anywhere else in the world) but I got a ✨cosmetic upgrade✨ recently in the form of freezing off this (benign + non-contagious) thing I've had near my eye since like 2021 or earlier. It was just really starting to bother me, with its appearance always slightly changing, my makeup always getting caught on/gathering/clumping on and around it, leaving a portion of dry scaly mess cluttering up my "lewk".

It was a chronic pain in my ass, one of the (lesser, but still) banes of my life and (now apparently not so) eternal chagrin

Fingers crossed that's all of it gone and that it shan't return (not sure if that's a thing?)

Damn i love liquid nitrogen 😅

If you don't get keloids, or have otherwise risk-factor afflictions, and it's accessible to you (sorry I'm not at all versed with how things work in the rest of the world, so I'm basically saying this applies if it's possible for you) and this is your sign to go get that thing removed if it bothers you or brings you down-- or even, in the interest of catching the more nefarious conditions early check your lumps n bumps

It's a great confidence boost and i feel like maybe skin stuff should be more talked about and less taboo. Not to hand anyone any future psychological weapons against me or anything (ha, that's basically my whole blog at this point, right), but one of my biggest insecurities has always been skin/unwanted hair (and the penalties I often face when trying to removing it, what with my intensely sensitive skin) - like, I can live with being overweight/not being my goal weight (fuelling/procuring energy for basic and beyond basic functioning to survive and perhaps someday thrive (hopes and dreams y'all) is most important at this juncture)) more than I can live with having skin imperfections (yay internalized toxic beauty standards prevails 🙃). Am coping somewhat nevertheless (Trying not to go on a tangent rant about the time I was complaining to my bff about my skin issues etc comorbid with my illness, and was told to just "think positive" (LoA) and they will go away - but alas I guess I just failed that attempt. Geez will I ever get over that convo it doesn't look like it lol 😅)

Damn i love liquid nitrogen but also much love to all my keloid-prone babes out there, i see you. I didn't get this thing frozen off for all these years only due the fear of leaving potential keloid scarring to the point where it makes me feel worse than the actual spot did. Though now I'm not so sure I am actually keloid-prone (lowkey havin' an identity crisis about it) because i get normal scarring and turns out my big "keloid" scar is actually more liekly the result of poor/inexperienced suturing in the butterfly-stitching of the open wound at the time. but in my heart i will always kinda hold feel bound to the keloid-prone identity even though it turns out I've maybe been an impostor to it all this time. I mean the mentality of avoiding activities that may cause wound/scars, (translating to being "extremely precious" about partaking in things like sports or risky physical behaviours, altercations etc etc yada-yada-ya) body mods etc has affected me haven't gotten tattoos or piercings my whole life due to this

Anyway yet again this has become yet another Rachel Ramble™ - but basically get your spots, lumps n bumps checked if you can, and even if for a cosmetic upgrade/confidence boost/make your life easier (now i can start my beauty YouTube journey relatively unhindered, aside from nowhere to film (need to clear my desk)) get those babies removed.

Goodness goshness even my post-ramble-amble becomes a ramble 😅

#Rachel rambles #rambling #ramblings of a schizo #schizospec rambling #skin stuff #personal #tmi #life goals #confidence #skin issues #keloids #keloid-prone #keloid scar #keloid scarring #keloid-prone problems

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infernalrevenge · 2 years

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I've already asked about Karl taking care of Donna, what about reverse version? I'm trying to write something similar for myself and maybe something like this would help me inspired myself 😁 💕✨

YEAH MAN, I GOTCHU!! Always love a good comfort piece anyway :P Hopefully these headcanons help you with whatever you want to come up with (and I also hope this didn't come out TOO late, but it probably did considering my months-long semi-hiatus OOF)

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First things first, as concerned as Donna would be for Karl in this situation..... she has no idea what to do.

Between the two of them, she was usually the more "sickly" one, so Karl was well-versed in taking care of her. Furthermore, he's always prided himself with having a tougher immune system, being exposed to different elements so often.

So when he did get sick, he got hit hard. So much so that not even Mother Miranda knew exactly what was wrong with him, but all she knew was that it wasn't life-threatening and that was good enough for her to do the bare minimum and not be worried.

Not Donna though! She may not have much experience taking care of another human before, but it doesn't mean she won't try! She was not going to leave her beau hanging in his time of need!!

She goes to the Duke for supplies and advice. She knows he's not a medical professional by any means, but he's one of the few people she can actually talk to and considers a friend (of sorts). And well, she was already there so why not?

Once she makes it to his room in the factory, Karl thought it was his grogginess that made him see a big blurry mess of a vision burst inside. But no, it was just Donna with an army's worth of medicine and other necessities for him.

Didn't she have dolls she could mind-control to help her carry all that? How did she even carry all that by herself???

It was very hard to put everything down quietly, knowing that the man was very sensitive to noise then, with a headache so intense he could barely spare a second to open his eyes and unfurrow his brow.

Donna got to work right away, bringing out balms and oils to hopefully help in relaxing him. She got to work on massaging his temples, rubbing them down with a soothing balm and whispering sweet affirmations to her love -- that she was here now, and that she was going to do whatever it took to make him feel better.

Somehow knowing that Donna was there to take care of him helped ease something inside Karl. At least it was someone who didn't completely hate his guts (and someone whom he actually trusted. A rare breed around these parts.)

The rest of the day went by rather slowly for Karl. Seeing Donna move back and forth between his room and god knows where else, he felt a little bad leaving her to do so much work. But every time he tried to get up, Angie, whom she brought along, would (gently) push him back down to lie on the bed.

Imagine being too weak to fight a damn doll. That's how bad his condition was.

When his fever started easing up later in the night, Donna made the executive decision to stay over so she can check up on him and definitely not so she has an excuse to cuddle next to him in bed. Not at all.

Karl wasn't opposed to the suggestion at all, quietly scooting over and opening his blanket up just enough to let the woman in. Maybe it was him still recovering but he had never seen Donna move so fast. She was at his side in an instant.

It didn't take long for Karl to fall asleep, and the last thing he remembered -- aside from the taste of medicine still lingering in his mouth -- was the weight of Donna's head on his chest, an arm over his waist as she helped warm up his fevered body.

It was the best sleep either of them have had in years.

(Donna probably finds herself sick the next week because of this, so it's time for Karl to return the favor.)

#donna beneviento #lady beneviento #karl heisenberg #lord heisenberg #donna beneviento x karl heisenberg #lady beneviento x lord heisenberg #donnaberg #addiesanchez #inbox #donna beneviento headcanons #karl heisenberg headcanons #headcanon requests #resident evil village #resident evil 8 #re8

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I love your writing! It's surrealism at it's finest, the dialogue, pacing and characterisation is just so unique and I am always looking forward to your updates! Are you open to taking any prompts? If so could you do one where Percy finds out that Annabeth is actually *gasp* nice to him underneath all that meanness? Love you!!!

Okay, hi! I love getting prompts, send more damnit. But I wrote three different things here, all bellow— but looking back at this, I kept nearing it and didn’t exactly follow through but here’s some cute little percabeth with ANnabeth having like anxiety in the last two and percy having a ✨moment✨

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“You bought me a cookie, Chase?”

Suddenly defensive, she responded, “Yeah, what about it?”

“Nothing, it’s just… why?”

“I was thinking about you and I saw that cookie, and continued my thinking and thought you might like it.

“Why were you thinking about me?” It slipped before he could stop himself. If she asked him that question he knows he’d have no option but to admit that he’s head over heels for her, or at least come to terms with it, and he’s not so sure he’s ready for that.

“You don’t think about other people?”

“Of course I think about other people, I just don’t go around buying random people, random cookies.” Hurt flashed over her face, but luckily Percy didn’t notice.

“You think you’re a random person?”

“You don’t like me.”

“So?”

“So… did you poison it or something?”

The cookie was blue, his favorite. How’d she know that? Why does she know so much about him and he seemingly knows little to nothing about her. He felt his face heat up. It was a soft cookie, easy to share, easy to conceal if need be.

“Find out.” Annabeth knew that would be the perfect time to walk away from him but she was planted like a magnet to a spot… a really strong magnet.

“I’d rather not, anyways, you went to that bakery in the city for this.”

“How would you know?”

“My Ma owns it.”

“Baker’s boy huh?”

“That’s me. The baker’s boy.”

“The cookie doesn’t seem as special now.”

“Why would it need to be special?”

“It doesn’t I guess, but I just— I hate fighting with you.”

“We’re fighting?”

“What else would you call it?”

“Banter? Witty banter.”

“Witty banter?”

“Yeah. I mean, I’ll always take a cookie, especially if they’re my mom’s. Thanks, Beth.” He patted her head before walking away, nearly cracking.

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When Percy was out of sight from Annabeth he could breathe. Whenever he’s around her, it’s like someone takes a hold of his lungs and squeezes them so he’ll pass out from talking to her for too long.

Why would she buy him a cookie?

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“It’s…it’s Annabeth.” Those were the only words he could process before sprinting into action. His heart was beating so fast, too fast. He didn’t understand what was propelling him but he didn’t think to question it. At least…not yet.

He took the stairs in threes, climbing to get to her, he needed to get to her. He can’t breathe, if she died to save his already ‘deadman’s’ life, he would never forgive himself.

When he got onto the terrace he thought she was dead, he thought he failed. What would be the point of Olympus staying standing if the gods let her die? She dies, he'll probably join Luke, he’ll tear olympus down, block by block and he can’t tell you exactly why.

Even though Silena could take care of her, he wanted to take the cloth from her and stay by Annabeth’s side. He needed to know everything about her condition, he needed o make sure he could save her if need be. He didn’t like that he would have to leave her like this.

“Annabeth… ” he choked up, crouching by her side as Silena left to check her temperature. She was hot, and he doesn’t just mean her temperature.

“Poison on the dagger,” she mumbled. “Pretty stupid of me, huh?”

Will said something but Percy could only focus on her wound, how painful it looked, and how it was meant for him. How, if she hadn’t jumped in, the war would be over. So many people would live if he stopped now. Annabeth might live if he gives in now. He’s not dead though… that’s how this ends, and he knows that.

Percy grabbed the canteen of nectar to pour over her wound, he needed to help her. He wanted to help her. He couldn’t go back out there when she won’t be by his side. Who is he without her?

It hit him like the most inconvenient ton of bricks over his head, he likes her. And he wishes he means liked or just like, but he knows there’s more to it. He’s going to die, she’ll never know, but at least what she doesn’t know, can’t hurt her.

“You’re cute when you’re worried.” She smoothed the lines that formed in his forehead. “You’re eyebrows get all scrunched together.”

“You are not going to die while I still owe you a favor,” he said, holding back the urge to add on the part about how he’s pretty sure he’s in love with her. Now, well, now he needed to yell at her.

“Why are you here? Go fight, you can’t—” she coughed.

“Why would you take that knife?” Her breath smelled fruity, probably from the nectar, grapes maybe. He wanted to kiss her to get a taste— maybe he just wanted to kiss her. He settled for being able to hold her hand.

“You would have done the same for me.”

“How did you know?”

“Know what?” He looked around to make sure it really was just the two of them.

“My Achilles spot. If you hadn’t taken that knife, I would have died.” She clearly tried to not let it show but she looked terrified.

“Where… where is the spot?”” Her voice was hesitant, full of alarm.

Thousands of thoughts went whirling through his mind. Reason after reason not to say it, but then the one that stuck; this was Annabeth, if he couldn’t trust her, he can’t trust anyone.

“The small of my back.” He told her. She lifted her hand and his anxiety spiked, he thought she was going to smack him for falling into her trap.

“Where? Here?” Her hand was small and delicate on his back as she tried to press on his spot. She moved her hand along his spine until he jolted.

She hit his spot but when Nico grazed it earlier it didn’t feel the same as when she did it. Electricity coursed through his veins, he felt powerful, confident, he needed to kiss her, but it would be fair to her of he was going to die. She deserves a man who— well isn’t dead.

“You saved me, thanks.” He realized her hand was still in his but she seemed to as well. When she took her hand back he felt some kind of emptiness inside, and wanted to chase her hand, keep it in his; but it wouldn’t be fair, he has to remind himself. Every second that goes by is a second he doesn’t have if he wants his friends and family to live long, happy lives.

It started to hit him for realsies. He was going to die. That was that. All because his dad couldn’t wear a condom. He was going to die but at least his mother had someone. He was going to die and it took him too long to realize he was in love with Annabeth Chase. He loves her more than he can admit to himself. Maybe if he diminishes how much he loves her, his death will be easier for him to— well it’ll be an easy death so long as he accepts it’s what’s happening, and he has. He’s fine with dying, he’s stared death in the face so many times, it deserves a win by now in his opinion.

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As Percy played with her fingers, he couldn’t help but pull her closer. Annabeth would never let on, but she’s a huge cuddle-r.

“I should get back to my dorm.” She said it with her face in his chest so it made it hard to take her seriously, between the adorable, muffled, tired voice and her lack of movement.

“Or we can stay put and see what happens.”

“Percy, I have my report tomorrow.”

“Report-shmort.”

“What kind of argument is that?” He pinched her side, making her jolt.

“One that your boyfriend shouldn’t have to make.”

“Percy, I’m too tired tonight, and I just told you—”

“No, no, I get cold at night….”

“Wear a shirt maybe.”

“I can’t force you to stay, and I won’t, but.” He squeezed her. “I have like so much fun with you.”

“Huh.”

“What?”

“You have fun?”

“What else am I supposed to feel??””

“I feel like you should hate me.”

“You hate me?”

“No, gods no, I love you. I just know from what my friends have said.”

“Piper?”

“How could it be Piper, Percy?”

“I mean she’s with Shel now.”

“They’re in that honeymoon phase, they don’t count… not yet.”

“Don’t go.”

“What’s with you tonight?” She laughed.

“What’s with me is I love my girlfriend, what’s the harm in that?”

“You remember Monica, right?

“Yeah?”

“Todd broke up with her.” She wasn’t looking at him, it felt like she couldn’t. (Maybe since she was on top of him)

“So?”

“Well, she was telling me how heartbroken she was because he was her best friend before they dated and now he barely talks to her.”

“What does that have to do with us, Beth?” He took her hand as they sat up.

“What if you also get sick of me?”

“Then I’ll send you back to your apartment.” He pulled her so she was as close as he could have her.

“Percy, just let me go home, I don’t want to get bored of you either.”

“That’s impossible. I am far too entertaining for you to lose interest in me.”

“Percy, these are all just words. Words, words, words. They don’t mean anything.”

“Exactly. Let me show you just how not bored I am with you.” He leaned in and kissed her slowly.

#percabeth please and thank you #thanks anon #i love you anon #i love this prompt #i love getting prompts #percy jackson #pjo #annabeth chase #percabeth #heroes of olympus #percy jackson and the olympians #hoo #annabeth is my baby

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moved-to-void-kissed · 3 years

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Howdy it's Tex again! I'm so glad I could give you some serotonin, you always give so much to me✨💗🌸!!

Ahhhh gosh that's so cool that's your natural hair it's so fun ✨💗!!! And stars Color picking / matching off of reference photos is SO HARD I get you and if you wanna discuss it I'd love to hear your thoughts!! At this point in my life when I color match for my digital art, I just eyeball it and cry excessively/lh

For skin tones it's even more of a Nightmare but once I got my own and my f/os down it's been easier :')

Anyway! This is me encouraging you to talk about it when you've the energy and I hope your day goes well✨💗🌸!!!

aah thank you for this @tex-treasures!!

Okay, so, I want to preface this by saying I am in no way an art student of any capacity whatsoever, so if there’s an actual proper way of going about this then I do not know of it. There are also a lot of images used here, so I think it’s best if it goes under a readmore.

TL:DR - you summed it up very well by saying that colour-picking and matching off of reference photos is so hard, even when you're working with a 3D model that has the same base texture to go from each time =P

So, here is a screenshot of me picking a skin colour from Aqua’s model from KH3 loaded into PMXe (actually, this might be the one from 0.2 looking at the file dates, but I’m pretty sure her model is the same in both games, since they use the same engine) - this is the model I’ve been using for my most recent MMD renders for my selfship with Aqua. I have also included a screenshot showing the skin texture file of this particular model, as well where I colour-picked from that texture directly.

As you may be able to see - although the order of the two colours is inverted from one screenshot to the other, oops - Aqua's skin appears slightly lighter under the default lighting conditions of PMXe (which I have tested and they're the same as those of MMD itself, it's just that her model has slightly glitchy shadows when there aren't any effects applied to it in MMD so I took the screenshot from PMXe instead), compared to how it actually is on the raw texture file. But, the difference is pretty slight.

Now, to compare, here are some screenshots of Aqua in various scenes in KH3, and I’ve tried to show the approximate overall colour her skin appears in each situation (and have included as much of the screenshots as I can to show what the lighting is like in each one). All of these are being compared to the colour picked from Aqua's MMD model on the menu.

These are all from the same time and area of the game (the Land of Departure), although I think the first one might be from a different source or be of gameplay rather than a cutscene:

Then, here are some more images taken from other scenarios - Destiny Islands (i.e. a beach with a bright sun), the Keyblade Graveyard (which I think is set around sunset), and the official render of Aqua from I think the Ultimania? (which should therefore in theory be pretty default lighting conditions):

As you can see, even when I haven't picked from the absolute lightest areas on Aqua's body, her skin tone is still noticeably a bit lighter in KH3 itself than it is on her MMD model (if not just from eyeballing it, the V value which seems to control brightness is higher for all the official tones than the value for model's texture file). So, I should probably technically correct that on the model's texture files, but then I don't know exactly how to get a fully accurate base skin tone for Aqua from combining all the reference pictures.

The main reason for including all of this is that is raises the question of how do I edit the texture for Aria's skintone (and those of my other self-inserts as well) so that it's accurate to my own?

Since, for example, here are some colours taken from a picture of my arm taken a few months ago in my old house, and then also a couple of pictures that I took tonight (all of them were in the bathroom because that's where the light was brightest, but then I don't know how to correct for that):

You can see I also grabbed some examples of my self-inserts' skin tones from their respective reference models, which I'm now realising may or may not be inaccurate to my own to various extents (although I guess Alectra's being closest might make sense given that her reference model is the one I created most recently?). But then even from here, the question remains of which colour to use to correct them, because I'd like it if they were all the same and were also all the same as my own??

..I've sort of run out of steam a bit here, and also images, but- hopefully all this illustrates why I mentioned this in such an exasperated way. I wish I knew how to go about this properly, but I don't. I'm very glad you were able to figure out those of yourself and your F/Os, though~

Thank you to anyone who had read all this, haha!

#i wrote some of this while i was still recovering from the migraine so i apologise if it's a bit disjointed #a call from the void #love: wayfinding waters (aqua)#and also references to some of my self-inserts but i wouldn't say that warrants their tags #lots of pictures and rambling that doesn't get to much of a particular point under the readmore #out of the inbox #tex tag!#ask to tag #this isn't even getting into the entire other issue i have around my heritage and the idea of not counting as who I am #but that's~ not~ relevant~#i should probably sleep now ahaha #sorry for rambling so much

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yellowwsmilee · 3 years

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This one is about Boku no Hero Academia✨

I’m... huh, keeping up with the manga? I'm not sure about this form, so please tell me if it is right in the comments🥰

Anyway, I was thinking really hard about how everybody is worried for Deku, who hasn’t waken up because of the talk he’s having with the predecessors and this is what came out!

Allert: it’s just what i wish could happen, if you don’t like the idea of a strong bond between Deku and Kacchan than you shouldn’t go on (I’m not talking about a romantic relationship, it’s just a strong relation of -huh- respect? affection? I don’t know ahaha)

Bakugou was looking out of the window. Ten days had passed from the day he had woken up, and Deku was still asleep.

Doctors said he would have regained consciousness soon, his conditions were bad but stable.

Despite that, everyone was still worried.

“You shouldn’t be here, young Bakugou.” Said All Might, closing the door behind his shoulders. “You’ll worry your friends.”

“They don’t want me to see him.” He whispered, without looking at the Ex-Number One Hero.

All Might nodded. “It makes sense, since you always act aggressively in their presence.” He sat on a chair. “Why do you feel the need to stay here?”

“I don’t feel the need to stay with Shitty Deku!” He shouted, but the other one just laughed. “It’s just... I can’t wait anymore. He MUST wake up.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean by ‘why’? He’s the one who has your quirk. He wants to be the number one and I want it too, he can’t just.. die. Not now.” Bakugou looked at Deku.

“You don’t really need to make such excuses, but if you prefer so...” All Might stood up. “Don’t worry, he’ll be fine. He’s very strong.” Then, he left the room, leaving Bakugou alone with a still-sleeping Deku.

“Tsk, this is unbelievable.” He whispered to himself. “I don’t have any reason to be here.”

Bakugou moved some steps towards the door, then he stopped. He gave a glance to Midoriya, taking a deep breath.

“You better wake up soon, or I’ll kill you before you can open your eyes, Nerd.” He reached the door and grabbed the handle. “Don’t you dare to leave me here alone.” He whispered.

“Ka… cchan?”

Bakugou turned back and fastly reached the bed. He wasn’t dreaming, Deku’s green eyes were pointing to his face, a little smile on his lips.

“Were… you… worr… died?”

“Shut up, you idiot.” Bakugou shouted, grabbing kindly one of Deku’s hands between his hands. “I’ve been awake for ten days, how much did you want to make me wait?”

Midoriya’s smile widened. “I’m… sor… ry.”

“You better be. Everyone was getting mad of worry because of you.” He gave him a bad look.

“I’m… glad… yo… u’re… fine.” Deku whispered.

“Jesus, you’re such an idiot. I’m strong, you know. That thing could never kill me, you asshole.” He growled. “Instead, are you ok?”

“Err… my body… hurts.” He laughed slightly. “Like… every… where.”

“What an idiot.” Remarked Bakugou. “I’ll call the doctors.” He left Deku’s hand.

“Kacchan.” Midoriya called him again.

“What?”

He took a deep breath and looked at him seriously. “I’m not… gonna leave you behind… or alone… so you better… don’t do it… either.”

Bakugo smiled slightly. "Then make sure you don't fall behind."

Well, this one was really difficult to write. I checked my dictionary so many times that i lost the count. Please let me know any error you’ll notice, so that I can correct it✨😘

#my hero academy #boku no hero academia #kacchan #deku #katsuki bakugou #izuku midoriya #all might #Boku no hero academia manga

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oh HELLO i’ve been summoned???? Pharb anon here and oh my GODDD u listening to waiting room on repeat is the most relatable shit fucking ever . it literally is the type of song to do that to, like when i first discovered it i absolutely did that too it’s addicting. I think it’s something to do with her just saying “KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER!!!!!!!” over and over at the end after the buildup and how like...desperate and aching and emotional she sounds that makes us go “oh. i need to listen to this 20 times now”. So i’m glad you’re getting the full Experience™️ of discovering that song. (it’s like a little gift too it’s not on one of her albums (where it belongs 🤨) so when you find it it’s like holy shit what is this masterpiece)). anyway. you saying you’re considering having loki listen to her in his chapter has me in absolute shambles are you serious. what an honor to have partially inspired that omg.

I think it would fit so so well too, I feel like the way you describe emotion in your writing is very very real and candid and her lyrics /songs would blend SO well if you decided to mention them in your writing oh my god AND JUST THE EMOTION IN ALL OF HER SONGS.....I AM A GONER THINKING ABOUT LOKI LISTENING TO IT OH MY GOD.............. @:&;9(+%+}£ this ask is so long i’m sorry but in conclusion that would be absolutely perfect. whatever you decide to do will be perfect but yes Loki listening to phoebe would be absolutely perfect. ok the end. much love

YESSSS hello thank you for coming back! YES I actually think Waiting Room will end up being my most streamed song of 2022 because I have already listened to it an insane amount of times. I have a new favorite PB song because of you ✨ and yes the “know it’s for the better” part is really what keeps me hitting replay button. I think you described it best, it’s just very desperate and raw. Incredibly enticing. And omg I read up on the song a bit and apparently Phoebe Bridgers hates it?? So that’s why it’s not on an album. JUSTICE FOR WAITING ROOM but also I totally understand disliking something you’ve made even if other people love it.

ALSO yes I’ve been considering putting some PB in Loki’s chapter but I wasn’t too sure and you’ve inspired/reassured me!! Now I just have to figure out which song, if I name one specifically. I already know how it will pertain to Loki’s inner monologue 😏 Do you have any requests?

As for your 2nd message… I just think this song is actually fairly plausible from Loki’s pov? There are a couple lines that stand out in that regard. I’m going to put this under a read more bc it got a tad long!

If you were a teacher, I would fail your class // Take it over and over, 'til you noticed me

I think Loki is not only totally in love with y/n, but in awe of her as well. Like, he watches you thrive in a class that you’re technically too young to be in, and he sees you take the news that he has a whole child in stride - and then you EMBRACE that. You can keep up with all his literary references and hold any conversation he draws you into. Loki is just constantly amazed and impressed by you. I think he probably feels that if the roles were reversed and he was your student, you wouldn’t notice him that way. Loki feels like your perfect match, and he’s not insecure as your partner, but I’m sure he thinks the circumstances of your relationship starting were very conditional. Like, of course you noticed him. He’s your professor, you spend hours each week watching him. If it was the other way around, and you were the one in front of a classroom and looking over the crowd, Loki isn’t so sure you would have picked him out the way he did you.

Who am I to ask for more, more, more?

Loki continually tells you the guilt he feels over the possibility of making Narvi your responsibility. He feels, to some degree, that he’s robbing you of your youth and ability to be carefree. In a previous chapter, you were talking about your fight with Nat and how Loki helped you through it - so you can help Loki through his issues, too. He responded with something along the lines of “those are problems you should be facing right now, not the stress of being a parent.” First, that hurts now that y/n might be pregnant, huh? BUT I bring it up just to make it clear how conflicted Loki is when it comes to you and his family. This line really emphasizes that for him, I think: who is Loki to ask for more when you’ve already given him so much? Who was he to ask in the first place?

I want to make you drive all night // Just because I said maybe you should come over

I mean I’m taking this literally. Loki loves super far away lol. However, I casual way the second part of this lyric is (‘just because I said…’) reminds me of how Loki IS aware of how much you love him, and how much influence he has over you in that sense. He knows you would come over just because he asked. Loki isn’t insecure in the fact your love for him exists, he’s just insecure because he’s not sure if he deserves it or not.

The whole second verse + the repeated know it’s for the better… I mean it really just hits the nail on the head for what’s going to be happening in a few chapters. That’s all I’ll say for now, but just know those parts of the song are actually pretty relevant.

Finally, for your third message, we are just straight VIBING with our superior music taste!! I gotta say I’m so glad you decided to message me. You’re super cool!! I hope you’re having a nice weekend phoebe anon ☺️

#ask #phoebe anon #asis #asis spoilers #I hope you like my lil waiting room Loki analysis lmao #but YOU are the resident pb + waiting room expert so I shall wait for your stamp of approval!

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