#but I’m really not doing the best mentally atm

[jasperscringepit]

guess who started watching trigun lmaooo. I can’t stop thinking about that tragic little blonde twink.

#this show whooo boy #it’s hitting so many tropes I love #maybe I will make serious art for it #but I’m really not doing the best mentally atm #and I’m saving all my art energy for my class work #but I have so many new blorbs #trigun #trigun stampede #vash the stampede #vash trigun #shitpost

[morgana-larkin]

Hey it’s me again I have another request but don’t feel pressured to do it but could u do another Melissa x reader were reader gets really depressed and doesn’t keep up with proper hygiene and stuff and Melissa helps her or something along those lines your writing is so good so Ik if u do write it, it will be really good ether way (sorry the requests I keep making r sad I’m struggling atm and I don’t see very many good fics about mental health related things your fics r such a comfort to me thank u so much and again don’t feel pressured to do it also take care of yourself 🫶)

Hey, it’s not a problem, I’m glad you’re finding comfort from my fics. And thank you for loving how I write. Here’s the fic I wrote for this one. And it seems like my last 2 fics I’m like ‘fuck what the reader is feeling, let’s focus on Melissa’ 😅. Oh well, I don’t regret a thing. Anyway there is a small smut part but it’s really cute and it fits and there’s lots of fluff. And feel free to keep sending me prompts. I hope you like it.

Let Me Help You

Warnings: depression, smut (small part)

Words: 2.1k

Melissa notices the changes in you immediately. From the moments she can see you fake a smile to your eyes that hold sadness. And while you don’t tell her, even when it gets worse, she already knows. Being your girlfriend for 6 months meant she sees even small changes in you. And she will find a way to fix it.

You have struggled with depression your whole life, it’s been on and off. You told Melissa this back when you two were just friends, so when she sees your changes, she knows immediately.

Melissa kept hoping that you’d talk to her because she wants to help you but she doesn’t know what’s going through your mind. But you never do talk to her, and it only gets worse.

Soon, you stop faking smiles and settle on a frown, she sees the bags under your eyes get darker, you start to lose weight as you haven’t been eating as much and she sees your mental health just keep declining.

She decided she had enough, she needed to talk to you. She didn’t want to push you at first but this has gotten out of hand, she’s worried about you.

You knew what was happening, you felt it when you woke up one morning. That familiar feeling where you feel empty. You didn’t want to tell Melissa though, you got worried that she might leave you if it seemed like helping you through this was too much.

You kept the fact that you were depressed hidden from her the best you could. Then one day, you just decided, fuck it, you don’t care if she knows. You won’t outright tell her or ask for her help though, you’re going to keep her out of this.

Even when you knew your mental and physical health was declining, you didn’t tell her. Even though you were getting like 3 hours of sleep (if you were lucky), you kept forgetting to eat so you were losing weight, and you stopped smiling. You didn’t tell her and you won’t, you don’t want to scare and lose her.

Then she texted you one Friday night after you had gotten home.

Mel: We need to talk, can you come over?

You read the text over and over, you knew what that meant, she was going to break up with you. Deciding to bite the bullet and just get it over with, you went over to her house.

She answered the door, “hey hun, come on in.”

You rolled your eyes as you walked in. Why would she call you hun if she was about to break up with you. You stood in her living room with your arms crossed. She looked at you concerned. “Can we go and talk on the couch please?” She said and she started walking over.

“I’d rather not.” You said. And she stopped walking and looked at you. “Look Melissa, you’re obviously wanting to break up with me. So I’d rather you just say it and get it over with.” You tell her and she looks at you surprised.

“Hun, I’m not wanting to break up with you. Why would you think that?” She asks, genuinely surprised.

“Because of the text you sent, ‘we need to talk’, that’s the popular line you say to someone when you’re going to break up with them.” You tell her and her face turns red.

“Oh hun, I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking, I really do want to talk to you but I’m not breaking up with you.” She says as she makes her way over to you. She wraps her arms around your waist and looks at you. “I’m worried about you. I know you’re depressed right now and I’ve been waiting for you to come to me because I didn’t want to push. But I see your health declining and I can’t stand to see you like this. I want to help you.” She tells you and you’re shocked. You didn’t expect her to notice if you didn’t tell her, you should have given her more credit. You knew she was smart and pays attention to detail and… you freeze and mentally facepalm. She paid attention to you because she cared about you and she noticed you were struggling.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.” You said to her and wrapped your arms around her waist. “I was scared that if you knew and thought it was too much then you’d leave me.” You say and you look down.

Melissa looks at you with a sympathetic look. She takes one hand off your waist and lifts your chin so you look at her. “Hun, when I told you I love you, I didn’t mean I only love the happy things about you. I love everything about you, the good, the bad and everything in between.” A tear falls down your cheek and she wipes it away with her thumb. “And when you struggle, I want you to come to me so I can help. So, how can I help? Anything you need.”

“Honestly I just need you here with me, I don’t want to be alone.” You tell her and she smiles.

“Of course hun.” She says and kisses your forehead. “Oh I almost forgot.” She says and pulls away from you, takes your hand and leads you to the dining room. “I made you something to eat. Then after we eat, then I thought we could take a nice bubble bath together and then go to bed together.” She told you as she goes behind you and hugs you from behind with a head on your shoulder. “How does that sound?” She asks.

You hum and lean into her touch. “I think it sounds perfect.” You tell her and she smiles. Both of you enjoying the warmth of each other’s touch.

And that’s exactly what happens, she brings you to the table to eat and you enjoy a perfect meal made by your girlfriend. After either not eating or eating crappy store bought made meals, having actual food, felt like heaven, actually double heaven since anything Melissa makes is perfect.

After dinner, Melissa brings you upstairs to her bathroom and instructs you to strip as she pours a bath. You haven’t had the energy to keep on top of your hygiene lately. You’ve been having a shower every other day as you haven’t found the energy to do it every day.

You strip as Melissa fills the tub. When the tub is filling up, Melissa looks at you and as you take your pants off and you still have your bra and underwear on. She can see the effect the weight loss has on you, she always thinks you look perfect no matter what. Besides, it just means that she’ll have to keep feeding you until you get the weight back. And she smiles at that thought , thinking of all the meals to make you. She loves cooking, and she loves it even more when she does it for someone she cares about.

Melissa gets up as the tub is filling up and walks over to you. She leans in and kisses you and you kiss her back. As she’s kissing you, she unclips your bra and takes it off. You take off Melissa’s shirt and she unclips her bra and you take it off. You love seeing her breasts, continue kissing her as you cup her boobs and she gasps in your mouth out of surprise. Melissa breaks away from the kiss and pulls your underwear down and you lift your feet to help her take them off. Once she does, she leaves them with the rest of your clothes then is high level to your vagina. She puts her hands on your outside thighs and rubs them and then she sneaks a kiss right to your pussy and you buck your hips.

Melissa gets up and goes to the tub and turns it off when it’s filled enough. She takes the rest of her clothes off and then steps in the tub and sits down. You follow in after her and lean against her chest and she wraps her arms around you and pulls you closer to her. After a minute she takes the small little bucket she got at the store on her way home today (cause she planned all of this in advance), and pours water on your hair. Once your hair is all wet, she squeezes out some shampoo onto her hand and begins applying it to your head and gives you a scalp massage in the process. When she’s done with the shampoo she takes the bucket and begins rinsing out the shampoo. And she does the same thing with the conditioner.

After she rinses out the conditioner, she takes the bar of soap she has begins applying it everywhere on your body, taking extra time on your chest, ass and thighs of course. When she’s done applying it everywhere, she helps rinse it all off, even though half of it already is since half your body is in water. After she rinses it all off, you lean into her and relax against her. She just holds you close and kisses the top of your head. She then migrates her kisses down to your neck. She begins sucking on your neck and playing with your nipples, eliciting a moan from you. She then moves one of her hands down and stops kissing your neck and just looks at your face and your body reacting to her touches. Her hand moves down all the way between your legs and she slips a finger between your legs and finds your clit. You gasp as she begins circling your clit and you spread your legs.

Melissa knows your body well, she knows what you like, what you don’t like, what makes you cum fast and what makes you cum slowly. And right now she just focuses on making you feel good. She then moves her hand down a bit and slips a finger in your entrance and you moan. She starts moving her finger in and out you slowly while she places kisses all along your shoulders. She then adds a second finger in you and moves faster. You moan out her name and she moves her other hand down and finds your clit and starts rubbing it. You’re approaching your high very quickly and Melissa knows your body won’t come unless she gives permission.

“Go on mia Amore, cum for me.” She says in your ear. You cum right away, screaming her name out. Melissa then gently pulls her fingers out of you and kisses the top of your head. She snuggles you for a bit, giving you a few minutes to calm down from the recent activity. By the time Melissa thinks you should get out, she looks at you and sees you fast asleep. She really doesn’t want to wake you up, but she has too.

“Hey, Mia Amore. I’m gonna need you to wake up and at least just stand up. Once you stand up then I’ll just carry you to the bed ok? Can you stand up for me?” She tells you and you nod. It takes you a little bit but after a minute, you’re standing up and you get out of the tub. Melissa pulls the plug and gets out, grabs the towel, wraps it around you then picks you up and carries you to the bed. Once you’re there, Melissa heads back to the bathroom and grabs a hairbrush and a towel for herself. She dries her body off, brushes her hair out then brings the hairbrush with her and climbs in the bed. When she gets in bed, you’re somehow still awake and she lifts your body up a bit and settles herself underneath you, with your head in her lap.

Melissa begins brushing your hair, brushing it with extra care so it doesn’t pull your hair. Once she’s done brushing, she sees you fast asleep again. This time she doesn’t have to wake you. She puts the brush on the nightstand, lifts your upper body up carefully, moves out from under you, then sets your head down after putting a pillow there. She then goes to turn off the light and then gets back into bed and snuggles into you, she presses one last kiss to your forehead and then falls asleep.

Melissa might not have been there when you had depression before. But now that she’s here, she’ll always be there to help you, for your mental and physical health. And she does so for the rest of your lives.

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[missmeinyourbones]

i would literally kill for headcannons about the AOT boys’ (and girls and Hange too tbh) preferences in women atm, and written by you because your headcannons actually make me cackle out loud, and are so well-written and profoundly accurate. i’m feeling introspective like… who would really be into what traits? what shit actually captivates and attracts them? what little quirks allow someone to catch their eye? you seem to have such a well-rounded and thorough understanding of the characters so i thought i’d ask if that’s something you’d be interested in writing about<3

how fun!!!! here are a few thoughts on the matter…of course all personality and character traits, no physical ones :)

eren likes a s/o who’s a lil crazy LOL he likes spontaneity and fearlessness….he likes when someone is quick to say yes to new things or has a crazy story to tell at a party—he’s automatically pulled in by extroverted people. you tell him about how you pierced your own ear once or gave urself a stick and poke tattoo and he is horny on the spot

armin likes a s/o who’s a bit snippy, a bit dominant—he likes someone who knows what they want and isn’t afraid to fight for their own fairness. likes when someone keeps him on his toes with their quickness and brashness. ur at a party and someone accidentally bumps into him and doesn’t say sorry and you go right up to them like “you hit him, you owe him an apology” and he has to mentally muster up all of his strength not to get hard LOL

mikasa likes a gentle s/o, maybe a bit soft spoken and dreamy (kinda like her) who is very protective of and attentive to her. she’s used to being the giver—being the one to fill others cups with her own empty pot. when you put her first, above others and yourself (like she has done her whole entire life), she feels like it’s too good to be true. she loves someone who can prove that doting doesn’t have to mean weak—you can be sweet and salty, soft and driven

similar to armin, jean likes a s/o who’s a little mean LMFAOOO not like actually mean but he just loves to be walked like a dog. he loves a s/o that can “wear the pants in the relationship” and he can just sit back and be like wow...thats hot LOL. loves someone who can hold their own, as well as his own (even tho they dont have to be any means, he just thinks its attractive) he’s always been second choice so he loves someone standing up for him. someone hits on him and ur like “he’s my boyfriend :) do you not have fucking eyes?” and he’s literally mind body and soul all yours in that moment LOL. he admires someone who is straightforward and a bit aggressive with what they want/like

connie likes someone who can match his energy while simultaneously looking out for him and making sure he’s not being stupid lmfao. he loves someone who is willing try new things with him or express interest in something that he likes! but then when he gets a bit too into it and is about to make a bad decision, he appreciates when you hold him back. hes like “lets go out to the bar and see some friends tonight!” and ur like “yes! how fun!” and then you get there and hes like “i am gonna get so drunk, bartender gimme a round of shots!” and ur like “no, you have work tomorrow” and hes all “🫡🫡🫡 yes boss” he just loves to trust you blindly, his fav thing about you is knowing that you always do whats best for him

sasha likes someone who is patient. patience and kindness are so important to her!!!! she always tries to put her best foot forward and be kind to all without reasoning, so when her s/o does the same thing to her???? shes folding. shes often overlooked for being “slow” or “stupid” so when you praise her and treat her with respect, or take a moment to explain something to her instead of overlooking it, she appreciates that so so so so much. she is so attracted to someone who is genuine and caring and communicative....she loves to repay you for all you do (esp in the bedroom, shes a giver ;P )

hange is attracted to responsibility and stability. they need a s/o who will remind them to eat, go to bed, shower, etc. they love knowing that someone is looking out for their best interest, that they are someone’s first priority in a way as sweet and intimidate as domestic little errands or chores. they like someone who is attentive and observant—someone who remembers the little details of their tangents and asks them to further elaborate on something that intrigued them. hange loves effort

levi likes a clingy s/o….yes i think he’s overwhelmed at first bc he’s not used to receiving attention and openly accepting love in forms of physical or verbal affirmations…but once he experiences it, he’s addicted. he loves a s/o who always wants to be around him, touching him, resting on him, always near and with him in some capacity. he likes the permanence of a life long commitment to someone. he is so so so incredibly attracted to loyalty…the thought of you choosing him to spend the rest of your life with makes him literally feral

reiner likes a supportive s/o bc i think he needs a lot of reassurance and validation :/ he likes someone who will constantly verbally remind him of their love for him. likes a communicative and doting s/o. he’s such a big baby—you scratch his back when he’s laying down and the intimacy of the simple act has him tearing up like you’re scratching my back??? of all peoples backs you could be scratching??? 🥹🥹 he needs help lol

porco likes to be the boss of someone, or rather think that he’s being the boss of someone (when he’s in reality not in control at all lmfao) ive said this a handful of times but he likes to be the fun police. likes to watch over you, let you have your fun but stop you when you’re being too reckless (kinda the opposite of connie), likes to be the one to pull you in and say ok that’s enough 🤨 or what am i gonna do with you 🤨 when in reality he is wrapped around ur lil finger, constantly thinking about you and if youre ok / having fun

#aot headcanons #aot x reader #aot writing #eren x reader #armin x reader #mikasa x reader #jean x reader #connie x reader #sasha x reader #hange x reader #levi x reader #reiner x reader #porco x reader #eren headcanons #armin headcanons #mikasa headcanons #jean headcanons #connie headcanons #sasha headcanons #hange headcanons #levi headcanons #reiner headcanons #porco headcanons

[spoilmesweetieforficssake]

This Is Kinda Nice Too (2)

So I know I have requests to be working on - and I am - every request I currently have has a plan sketched out for it, I just need time to get them all written up.

In the meantime, however, I couldn't get this little idea to continue a previous request out of my head, so here it is. Part three may or may not make its way into being.

Can be read alone, but best read as as the follow up to the below (also if these inserted links look odd I'm sorry but it's the only way I know how atm)

You’re not a morning person at the best of times, and a night on a lumpy, creaky camp bed certainly hasn’t changed that.  You studiously ignore Janine’s chirpy ‘good morning’, making a mental note to apologise later once you’ve been properly caffeinated.

Speaking of which, there seems to be a distinct lack of a fire going and so currently no boiling water to make the dream of a cup of tea into reality.  Not bothering to ask for help or wait for anyone else, you move as quickly as you ever do in the morning to set a new fire going. 

You’re making decent progress when a gentle hand lands on your shoulder and a steaming cup of tea is brought into your line of vision.  The rumours really were true when they said Barb was a Saint.

“How?”

“There’s an electrical outlet in the little cabin I’m in,” she smiled, settling herself on one of the camp chairs closest to the fire, hands cradled round her own cup of coffee.  “I called ahead to check and packed a little travel kettle.”

“If you weren’t already married I’d be proposing right now,” you tell her as you take your first sip of tea.  It’s perfect.  It’s too perfect.  It’s your exact morning tea precisely how you take it.  Barbara Howard has never made you a cup of tea in your life.  You frown as you lower your cup, meeting Barb’s knowing smile.

“Melissa made it,” she offers by way of an explanation. 

You’re not quite sure what to think about that, but it makes you smile.  A few moments later the mysterious red head herself appears out of Barb’s tiny cabin, her own mug of coffee in hand.  The Kindergarten teacher had the only ‘cabin’, after trying to get out of the trip saying she was too old for camping.  Cabin was perhaps a strong word for the small wooden hut, but it did at least boast running water and electricity.  The smaller wooden camping pods laid out around it weren’t quite so luxurious, but they were at least wind and watertight.    

“I hate to say it, but I think I might be too old to sleep on a camp bed,” groans Melissa as she stretches. 

You chuckle.  “I don’t think anyone is young enough to get a decent night’s sleep on those beds if yours is anything like mine.”

*

“Ava, this is not breakfast,” Melissa says flatly as she looks dubiously at the small packet she has been handed by the Principal.

“Of course it is,” the younger woman snaps back.  “It says ‘breakfast bar’ right there on the front.  Besides, gotta have portable snacks so we can get our scavenger hunt on!”

This gets a collective groan from the group.  Ava ignores this and proceeds to fetch a folder. 

“Okay, now everyone come get a sheet and take a pencil. The pencils have numbers on them that’ll tell y’all who you’re paired up with.  Now remember, it’s not just about collecting all the items on the list, it’s about getting to the end point in the quickest time.”

You end up with Barb and Jacob.  Could be better, could be worse, you figure.  You look over to see Janine with a look of genuine worry on her features as she looks from her numbered pencil to Melissa, who’s eyebrows are hiked impressively high on her forehead.  There might be one less member of your little Abbott family around the campfire tonight if her murderous expression is anything to go by. 

Barb, ever the peacekeeper moves forward.  You expect her to offer to swap with Janine, so what she says next comes as a surprise.

“Oh Janine, I was hoping you’d end up in my little group.  I thought it would give us time to talk.  We haven’t had a chance of late with school being so busy,” says Barb.  She moves to take your pencil from your hand.  “You wouldn’t mind swapping, would you?”

“Course not,” you say, because really, what else are you meant to say?  You move to stand next to Melissa, who is now shooting an odd look on Barb’s direction.  “I can swap with Barb if you want?”

“What?  No!” she quickly reassures you.  “I was just wondering if she’d actually lost her mind volunteering to take those two.”

“Oh come on, they’re not that bad,” you reply, admittedly rather half-heartedly. 

“You really wanna swap with Barb?” she asks, eyebrow raised.

“Hell no!” comes your immediately reply.  “I definitely got the better deal one this one.”

*

“There’s a shortcut coming up.”

Melissa frowns, looking at the map Ava had provided.  She turned it to and fro, not sure where you were seeing any shortcut.

“It’s not on Ava’s map,” you add, coming to stand next to her.  You point to where the marked path takes a long, meandering loop.  “It’s just here.  It leaves the path and cuts out that big loop.  It’s a bit steeper, but-“

“You saying I’m too old to take the short cut?”

Your eyes go wide at her words and you immediately start to back track.  “That’s not what I said!  I said it was a little steeper, that was all!”

She chuckles.  “I was just messin’ with ya, kid.  So, this shortcut takes some time off, huh?”

“Should do,” you nod.  “I only know it’s there because when I first came here it was after seeing pictures on Instagram of the view from the top.  There were hints about making the hike quicker in the comments.”

“You think it gives us a shot at beating Ava?” Melissa smirks.  The Principal had practically dragged Gregory off at a run at the start of the scavenger hunt.

“It just might,” you grin right back. 

“Then I say lets go.”

*

“Shit!”

“What?  What happened, are you okay?” you ask, quickly turning around to inspect the red head.

She waves off your concern with a hand.  “I forgot about the list of crap we’re meant to find.”

“Oh that?  Don’t worry about that.  I found half the things we needed before we even left camp this morning.”  You take the list out of your pocket.  “We just need a feather, a Y shaped twig and a heart shaped rock.”

Melissa shakes her head, looking at you with a fond smile.  “You got this all under control, huh?”

You hope the blush that creeps up your cheeks can be passed off as the exertion of your hike.  You’re helpless under her soft gaze.  “Didn’t think you’d let me live it down if we came last.”

Her smile turns positively wicked.  “You know me well,” she says as she starts the uphill climb once more, treating you to a rather glorious view of her rear.  You’re quick to chastise yourself for your blatant staring and fall into step behind her. 

*

“Oh, wow.”

You look up at the softly uttered words to see that Melissa has reached the viewpoint ahead of you.  She has a soft smile tugging at the edges of her lips as she takes in the view.  You remember feeling the same sense of wonder the first time you saw the landscape falling away before you.  Like you were on top of the world. 

Abandoning your search for a heart shape stone, you force your legs to take the final few steps to bring you level with the red head.  You take a moment to breathe, looking over the expanse of green below you before turning to look at the other woman.  Her cheeks are flushed from the effort of the hike, her hair in windswept waves around her face.  She looks beautiful.  She always does, to you. 

She turns to look at you and you immediately duck your head, aware you’ve been blatantly caught staring.  That’s when you see it, right in front of your boot.  A heart shaped stone.  Bending to pick it up, you hold it out to her.  “Looks like we ticked off our list.”

“And made it to the top first,” she grins smugly.  She proceeds to open the small rucksack she had been toting, shaking out a picnic blanket before producing a bottle of wine.  “A little drink to celebrate?”

*

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so relaxed.”

You open your eyes, turning your head to look up to where she sits next to you on the blanket.  “I tend to be more relaxed when I’m away from things…people,” you finally reply.

“I’m not people?” she asks, her tone more curious than accusatory.

You pull yourself up until you’re sitting next to her, your knees drawn up to your chest as you look out over the view.  It’s easier to talk when you’re not looking at her.  “You’re different.”  You get nervous around Melissa, yes, but it’s not the same anxiety you feel around others.  “You don’t make me feel self-conscious about being me.”

“You know something, kid?” she breathes.  “I think that’s one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to me.”

You feel an arm slip around your shoulders, pulling you into her side.  This is why you fell in love with her, you realise.  This acceptance of your quirks, your anxieties and your oddities without question.  You’ve never even had to explain them to her.  She just gets you. 

You’re not quite sure you can recall when it started, her understanding, you falling for her, but there is one night that stands out in your mind.  Ava had organised staff drinks.  It was a bar you’d never been too and it was busy and loud.  It had taken having a quiet word with yourself to even make it in the door.  Standing barely two steps inside, you had scanned the room, looking for a friendly face, your anxiety rising when you couldn’t find one.  It was stupid, you knew, to think that anyone thought you looked out of place for simply taking a moment to stand and search for your friends, but you couldn’t shake the feeling. 

It was then that you heard a familiar voice and saw Melissa cutting through the crowd towards you.  Her hand found your own, and she offered you a smile before leading you through the busy room to where your Abbott family were gathered.  It had been a good night, but as usual, you had struggled to find a way to leave.  You knew you were an adult who could leave whenever they wanted, but somehow, you always seem to end up the last to leave out of some misplaced notion of it being more polite than leaving before the night was over. 

Melissa had given you an out, seeing you were flagging and offering you a lift with her and Barb.  She was forever giving you an out, it felt like.  And yet she never made it feel like a burden.  You shift until you can lean your head on her shoulder, in almost a reverse of the night before. 

“How the hell you beat us?”

You both jump at the sound of Ava’s voice behind you, turning to face her.

“We practically speed walked!” she shouts, dumping a bag beside you clearly containing the contents of the scavenger hunt list.  “Ya’ll must have cheated!”

“How?” Melisa questions.  “We all left at the same time.  You saw us.  If I remember rightly, you practically took off like a sprinter out the blocks!”

Gregory appears behind Ava, looking slightly winded.  He looks just as surprised to see you as she had.  “How the?”

“Skills,” smirks Melissa.  “Some of us just have them.”

*

You jerk awake at the creek of the door of your little hut, squinting in the dark. 

“It’s just me,” comes the hiss of a whisper.  

Melissa.

“Scooch over.”

“To where?” you grumble, acquiescing all the same, and moving as far to the edge of the small camp bed as you can without falling off.  The frame squeaks in protest as the red head joins you on the too small bed.  You huff as she manhandles you into a comfortable position, her arm around your waist and her head on your shoulder. 

“First you call me old, now you call me fat!” she chuckles as she shimmies in an attempt to get more comfortable.

“Did not!” is all you can manage.  “You know I wouldn’t.”  You feel her smile against your neck.  Yes, the line has definitely been crossed.  By both of you.  Baby steps to many, it may seem, but giant leaps for awkward lesbian-kind. 

“I know I’m just teasing,” she says quietly. 

You hum in reply.  “One of your many skills.”

“You like it.”

“I like you,” you say quietly, too sleepy to worry too much about your words.

As your eyes drift closed, you feel her lips smile against your skin.  “I like you too.  This is kinda nice, too.”

#melissa schemmenti x reader #melissa schemmenti

[boronatom]

Abstragedy day #37

GD related doodle bc I’m too tired to draw for over 20 minutes qwq

As the title says I’m really, really tired rn and tbh I’m struggling to even start on requests, if I were to describe myself rn it would be overwhelmed bc so much has happened this past week

To be completely fr I’ve been like hella tired and also super demotivated to work on anything bc stress of midterms was taking a huge mental toll on me (I desperately needed to do good on them) and it came to a head mainly yesterday after things just weren’t going my way unfortunately :(

This might be obvious but I do have sleeping issues that I need to get worked on but atm I really can’t so I’m just gonna have to do what’s best for me at the currently moment

on a brighter note however I’m now officially done with midterms and have over two weeks of relaxation to unwind from everything that’s happened!!! Also, I’m 1000000% planning on spending more time doing stuff I really wanna do so eventually I might take a long hiatus from drawing in general in preference for things like gaming, writing, and/or music, but dw i have drawing ideas on the backburner ready to be realized when I have the energy to!!

Stay tuned and also sorry for the paragraph TwT

Hooray for geometric shapes :D

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[bronx-bomber87]

Tuesday is upon us. Time for a review and to start a new season. Ahhh we have hit s3 I’m excited. Just like s2 this season is a whole new set of milestones for them. Shorter one though. I remember being bummed it got cut short but not unhappy with the progress they had made by end of it. The flirting kicks it up a notch in this episode and season really. This is a damn good ep for them chock full of goodies. Despite it being mostly about Nolan and the consequences of his insanely bad choices. Let’s get this premiere started eh?

3x01 Consequences

Episode starts off with a bang. Tim and Lucy are recruited to bring Nyla in. I love the silent communication the whole time. Great set above. No one does it better than them. So much said with just a couple looks. They have it down to a science at this point. Checking in with each other because this situation is uncomfortable to say the least. They’re bringing her straight to the executioner himself. Percy West with IA. It’s rough.

Harper is pissed by the time they get to the station. Asking if Armstrong is getting the same treatment? Tim tells Nyla that he can’t tell her that and she knows it. Nyla continues on saying no way they believe Nolan is dirty. Lucy says 'No we don’t' and Tim cuts her off at the pass. Only has to say her last name. ‘Chen…’ trying to protect her from getting too involved. She pipes up one more time to Grey. Then looks at Tim and knows it’s time to be quiet just by the look he gives. That beautiful silent communication and changes course replying 'Never mind…'

They are assigned to continue the search at Nolan’s. When they pull up Lucy is aghast they’re tearing apart his house. Asking why they’re not tearing apart Armstrong's? Tim tells her to relax they’re doing both. Continues on to say they have a job to do. That they can’t play favorites. I’m with Tim on this one. Shock surprise I sided with Tim I know ha but he’s right. In situations like this where intent and everything else is considered you have to play the game.

The game sucks sometimes but if in the end it saves your ass you suck it up and do that. Now I get Lucy’s reaction here. I do. I’m same way with people care about. Both of them are deeply loyal people. Lucy’s loyalty to John is overriding her sense of logic atm. It’s what Tim is trying to keep in place right now. He’s needs his sunshine human to keep her sharp wits about her. It's one of her best strengths in the field. His hardened edge coming out with his line above though. That instant distrust when someone's character is in question.

Lucy is so upset they could even think Nolan and Harper are dirty. Tim combats back 'You could say the same about Erin Cole just three days ago.' His logic is sound can't fault him there. Lucy says yes but she really knows Nolan though. Just like Tim does. Then we see a little of those scars re-open a tad. The ones he's been trying to heal so much make an appearance. A little bit of that Isabel trauma coming out in this moment for Tim. Rearing its ugly head.

That line above is proof of it. Flashes of his Isabel PTSD dictating his attitude about this. His instant defense mechanism to protect himself from being hurt. He doesn’t want to think he trusted Nolan as a cop and person and now that trust has been betrayed or fractured. That’s a huge deal to someone as loyal as Tim. It would be for me. So he’s gonna be cold and shut it off. This man is so deeply scarred. It makes sense he would default back to this. To his 'People let you down even when you think you know them.' mentality.

Isabel let him down multiple times when he thought he knew her like the back of his hand. They say we make mental grooves in our brain. Like a beaten path we've gone to so often it's a default to go to them even when we're trying not to. This negative path is a default for Tim and its showing. Even when you make progress like Tim has. (and he’s grown SO much as a character.) That doesn’t mean he’s magically fixed or healed 100%. The wounds may not show daily anymore but the scars are still there and flair up. I.e this moment.

It is fascinating to watch how differently they dissect Nolan’s house. Lucy with vindication on her mind and Tim with absolute distrust. Tim saying Nolan built the place from studs up. Probably created a hidey-hole they’ll never find. Negative grumpy Gus. Where Lucy is trying to find the answer to vindicate her friend. I have to say I do love her confidence through out this entire portion. Lucy really has come so far at this point in her cop gut-confidence with him. She basically bosses him around the entire time. Telling him how wrong he is LOL

I adore Tim's facial expression as she goes on about why he’s wrong. I'm dying. Like ‘Yes wifey continue.’ He's indulging her more than anything else. Anyone else bossing him around like this he would eat alive. Lucy does it and he’s bemused by it. Even a little impressed by how her brain is working right now. She brings up the point Nolan was looking for the evidence like they are now. Tim is not totally convinced but impressed none the less. Which is why he wanted her to reset herself so she could do the critical thinking she’s so good at.

Before she can continue he’s pulled away by another officer. He walks away without replying to her rant. Her face cracks me up. Just rolls her eyes and follows him. It’s the hidey-hole Nick carved out. Tim says that’s 'Now a proper hidey-hole.' Lucy scoffs and says 'For a civilian..' and chastises Tim further. (because she’s so damn good at it) Calling him on his crap by saying he just told her Nolan would and I quote 'Create a spot they’d never find.' Tim know he’s caught and has the weakest defense. ‘Maybe I over estimated the guy…’ No honey you’re just losing this fight. LMAO

If you were wondering what their marriage scene of the episode was. We’re smack dab in the middle of it haha Lucy gives her sassiest wifey reply ‘Mhmm no...’ She starts to play out what John did that night. Theorizing for Tim trying to figure out what he could’ve done with the evidence. Trying to get in his head as she moves about his house.

She starts to follow plaster footprints to his balcony. That’s where she spots the bag of garbage at the end of the hill. Tim says it was smart it’s not on his property. They need a warrant to open it. Tells hers let’s go get it. Lucy returns the favor and walks away saying ‘You can but it’s a waste of time.’ He throws up his hands LMAO So exasperated with her but follows her back in. She is clearly onto something.

Lucy tells him that’s not the evidence. Nolan wouldn’t jeopardize it like that. Says if she’s right and he’s innocent the evidence is in this house somewhere. The one outside was just meant to buy him some more time. Tim asks time for what? She replies 'To talk his way out of this.' I adore Tim not battling her on this. So much as sparring with her. How far we've come. He trusts her cop gut implicitly at this point even if he’s annoyed with it. I don’t think he’s sold yet but willing to let her take the lead on this.

Nolan ends up revealing where the evidence really is to Percy. It’s in his water heater. Lucy is beaming with being right. Tells Tim ‘I told you so.’ He just grunts as his reply. He’s on the phone with Percy telling him exactly what they found. He asks Tim to go to the women’s prison to retrieve the video of Nolan with Rosalind. Instantly you see concern wash over him as he looks at Lucy. His bristly stubborn attitude from just moments ago evaporates. Replaced by his intense need to protect her from this potential meet up. The way he's looking at her. My heart.

Already in fierce protector mode. Lucy is confused as to what’s caused this reaction in him. Because you best believe she quickly noticed a shift in his demeanor. She instantly asks him what’s going on? Tim doesn't answer her at first. He relays he’s not sure they’re the right team for this one to Percy. Lucy continues to probe him about it. Tim tells her the assignment and Lucy says she’s ok with it. That it’s not a problem. Not sure he totally believes her..but goes along with it. Percy reiterates he’s her TO and he trusts his judgment about this. Tim reluctantly gives in and says yes. Even though his body language is screaming 'No.'

They get to the prison and find out the video has no audio…so they’re going to have to get an actual statement from her. Tim is in official Fierce Protector mode and isn’t shifting out of it anytime soon. Especially with his need to keep her from Rosalind. Tells her to go back to the shop while he does it. Lucy is not one to back down as he knows but he doesn’t care. Her mental well being is more important than a fight.

He wants to protect her from this so badly. The amount of worry pouring off him in this scene could drown her. He tries to tell it's for her own good. That she has a personal connection. Lucy battles back so does he. Sadly Tim doesn't see it that way. He's only thinking of her and not himself in this moment. Not thinking about how seeing her would impact him. (Which it does...)

Once again downplays his own feelings. Tells her its not the same. It's different for him. (not unless different means the same...) Thinking if he does she will go back to the car. Ha No....He truly feels her connection is deeper than his. Thinking only of her and pushing his own feelings aside. But Lucy knows that day affected him just as much as it affected her. Thing is he won’t allow himself to have that. Won’t let her use that to stop him from protecting her from Rosalind. The irony that he says it isn’t the same. Oh Timothy…

You are about to walk in with your personal connection to Rosalind. It’s very much the same my love. That day altered them both in different ways but the same end result when it comes to Rosalind. She has a lasting impact on them both. Lucy battles back with an answer he’s so proud of he knows he can’t stop her now. Passing a test he didn’t even set up. The pride is written all over his face when he breaks and lets her come with him in that last gif.

Now he was in fierce protector mode before but watching his body language in this set of gifs says it all. It’s gone up a notch. He’s a like an agitated animal pacing back and forth. Waiting to launch on its prey. Licking its chops ready to tear her apart if she breathes wrong around Lucy. If looks could kill in that third one holy cow. He watches Lucy intently but keeps an eye on Rosalind as well. Like I said ready to strike when needed.

Rosalind ignores most of what Tim is saying. Her eyes are set solely on Lucy. Letting her know how impressed she is with her. Telling her the way she handled a very traumatic experience. It’s inspiring. Lucy trying to channel Tim and just deflect replies to her sarcastically. ‘Thanks. Means a lot coming from you…’ This only spurns her on calling Lucy defiant. The way Tim tenses up when she speaks to Lucy directly...He’s ready to pounce right then and there. But let’s her handle it. (for now)

Tim doesn’t want her to get side tracked and fixate on Lucy. Snaps at her to stick to Nolan. Rosalind ignores Tim like he isn't even there. Tells Lucy that defiance was present when the lid came down on the barrel. Telling her it must’ve driven Caleb crazy. Denying him the fear he so desperately wanted to see in her. You can see Tim getting more and more wound up. Trying to keep it in check for her but losing the battle slowly.

Lucy asks how does she know this stuff? Rosalind lets her know the camera wasn’t for Caleb it was for her… Tim is trying to head this off. Telling her not to listen to her. She didn't have a camera. These are just the mind games she plays to mess with people. Look at his eyes. He is so visibly upset she is toying with Lucy. The pre-tears in his eyes. Ugh Eric is killing me. This was what he was trying to protect her from.

Rosalind wants to prove to her she had the camera. So she goes in the kill and starts singing the song that haunts Lucy. The one we all know so very well. Knowing it’s going to rattle her cage beyond belief. The song she sang when she was facing her death. Knowing it was the possible end. Gotta give it to Rosalind for someone with no emotions she sure knows how to manipulate and use them against people as a weapon quite well.

Lucy’s reaction in this scene ugh. Melissa just crushing it in how her singing this song is wrecking her. It's take Lucy back to that day. To that moment in the barrel. Where she thought it was over for her but also fighting that future at the same time. She was trying to calm her body by singing. Give herself a little more air to give Tim more time to save her. Transporting her back to that moment emotionally by singing this song. Torturing her with it.

Tim sees how visibly upset she is. How this is breaking her. He can’t take it anymore and lets his brusk facade drop. Snaps at Rosalind to back the hell off her. The agitated fierce protector has emerged fully and Rosalind takes immediate notice. Calls him as such with a cheshire grin. He is saying so much with just three words. She got the reaction she wanted out of both of them. To rattle Lucy’s cage and to bait Tim enough to bite her head off for it. Rosalind knows it was one of the worst days of both their lives. She must’ve seen Tim pull her from the barrel. Her goal was to trigger them both. Mission accomplished.

Tim doesn't hold back emotionally in this moment. He is saying so much with so little in this scene. Everything from his demeanor, his tight protective body language, to him snapping at Rosalind. It’s very telling. He’s showing Rosalind right now this is his person. That he’s not going to stand by and let Rosalind make Lucy relive one of the worst days of her life. Of his life. Just so she can derive some sick pleasure out of it.

I don’t think he regrets for one moment protecting her so openly. I’ll always love me some protective Tim. This gives me that in spades. phew lord. But then his personal connection wasn’t the same right Tim? He is over her BS and ushers Lucy out. Says he will have IA follow up instead and she finally breaks. Knowing she no longer has a captive audience. Says Armstrong has lasted this long cause his contingency plans have contingency plans. Tim translates that to Lucy as he has a to go bag set up. They just need to find out where.

We end with our lovely couple in the parking garage. A place that becomes a special spot for them as we all know. Lucy tells him he was wrong earlier. Tim being Tim One doesn’t know what she’s referring to and two has a sassy reply of ‘Anything in particular or just in a global sense?’ LOL Trying to be a turd when she’s starting a meaningful conversation.

First off I envy Lucy of her ability to see the good in people. No matter what. Even despite the hard ships she’s been through. Doesn't let that damage her outlook on life in general. I’m like Tim where I’m hardened by my experiences. Even more so by my failures I see in myself. It is my default reaction emotionally just like his reactions are. He starts to fight her on it and she doesn’t let him have an inch. Tells him ' No.' God I love her so much. She's so damn good for him. Refuses to let him stop her from what she needs to tell him. Letting Tim know that without a single doubt in her mind she KNEW he would find her that day.

The conviction and absolute unwavering faith in her tone has Tim reeling. Doing that thing where he deflects and doesn’t feel worthy. How he can't believe this is how she views him. With such reverence. It’s written all over his body language above. The way he clenches his jaw and sighs. His whole body defeated. Truly feeling unworthy of her praise. Lucy sees this body language and follows it up with ‘No matter what it took.’ Tim can’t stand the thought of taking ANY of the credit though. He still bears the burden and guilt of her being taken. Where Lucy thinks she only survived because of him. What a pair these two are.

To Tim she saved herself. She was no damsel in distress. He refuses to let her think she didn’t do it her damn self.. Letting her know she’s a survivor. He wants to empower her and never take away from the fact she saved herself by throwing that ring outside the barrel. He just can’t let himself have any credit. He still feels too laden with the guilt of putting her there in the first place. I love how she looks at him after he says this. With even more reverence than she had before. This moment sets the tone for the entire season.

The irony of this conversation is they’re trying to both lift one another up. Support each other emotionally. Yet they’re both fighting each other on that support. Idiots in love I tell you. Lucy is trying to convey to him her unwavering faith in him she has. As a person and someone who would’ve moved heaven and earth to get to her. And he did he truly did. Lucy KNEW by throwing that ring Tim would find her. Not a doubt in her mind.

Obviously it was group effort to get to the scene in the desert. Without everyone involved he wouldn’t be there to find her ring. She knew if they could get Tim there he WOULD find it. Find her. Lucy is trying to show him it is possible to know someone like she knows him. To let her know despite everything that’s happened her faith in him has never wavered only grown really.

Now Lucy does some deflecting of her own. Not taking his compliment by saying no it wasn’t me it was you. That it was her faith in him that saved her. Knowing he would find the ring thus find her. They’re both trying so hard compliment the other in this moment and both are deflecting like idiots in love do. Trying to build the other one up. Tim continues the deflection by making it all about her again. Saying he hopes Rosalind didn’t screw with her head. Lucy is confident and head strong in her reply. If it does then she'll deal with it.

Then she defaults to a work flirt with him. With no shame in the game. Perfect way to end their scene honestly. Saying even if it does mess with her he will be there to help her. Where is the lie? Tim starting off the season in massive denial with his reply. Please honey you are not only going to help her but enjoy it. It's like he doesn't realize he spent the latter half of this episode doing just that. It's innate for him to protect her and help her through things. Lucy has broken that section of his wall off never to be rebuilt again. The sun is shining brightly in that portion now.

Her sassy ‘Mmmhmm’ as her retort is everything. She isn’t buying what you’re selling Timothy. At this point it’s 100 % part of who he is now. If this episode proved anything it was how much Tim cares and respects her. In every sense of the word (s). But I do love the cute work flirt banter to end their final scene of the ep. The immense amount of flirting at the end of this moment is palpable. Hell of a way to kick off a season for them my goodness. Also is he driving her home? Looks like she's rounding the corner to the passenger seat of his truck. A girl can dream eh?

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Side Notes-Non Chenford

I love Harper getting upset with Nolan for not looping her in. One of his biggest atrocities with this whole thing. Her asking if he taped the convo. Of course he didn’t Nyla….That requires thought. Needs that song from Wizard of Oz. 'If I only had a brain...'

Then to watch her get dismantled by Jackson’s dad…it hurts to watch every time. She is visibly shook by it too. Because he 100 percent is right in his anger and tearing her apart the way he does. I just love Harper and it’s hard to stomach her getting torn apart for Nolan’s mistakes. She had a hand yes but he drove them off the cliff.

Wesley is over his crap by the time we get to the meat and potatoes of his SL haha by time Nolan agrees to be a CI and go under he says ‘I quit’ LOL

Him finding Angela after and confronting her with the pregnancy test is adorable. Lopez being Lopez ‘You know I peed on that right?’ LMFAO he’s so lovely about her meltdown about it. Well done Wes. He’s truly her person and I love to see it. Also Her puking on the phone with Grey when she found Armstrong's to-go bag had me laughing so hard.

I do love how Harper rushes to take the entire blame for John. Not that he deserves it but I do love it. Just like Tim I’ll never be over how far she’s come as a character.

Thank you to everyone who likes/comments/reblogs. You make my whole day when you do so ❤️ excited to delve int s3 with you all. See you in 3x02

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[icallhimjoey]

hello! you are the the loveliest joe writer there is, i am astounded by your talent and how warm even the angsty fics make me. i have a looooong list of requests to one day send you but how about joe and reader settling into a newborn routine days after bringing their baby home 🥺 i’m feeling really broody atm sooooo 😚

oof girl, i dont want any kids, but the mental image of Joe with a newborn baby girl is DOING SOMETHING TO ME Wordcount: 1K

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Bonding

“My turn, my turn,” Joe said, waking himself up as he did, before you could even wake up enough yourself to tell him that it was his turn now.  

He had heard the baby squirm before you had, mostly because a couple of hours ago you had spent over two hours swaying her back and forth as she cried through awful newborn-baby-cramps. You were exhausted, but the little bursts of sleep that you were able to get, were all so light, you’d wake up if Joe inhaled sharply next to you.

And the baby blues had gotten you good. It had been a very tearful four days so far, and you weren’t sure you were geared up to carry all this new responsibility within this new role. You’d been mentally preparing to be a mother, with an actual human baby that you’d have to care for, but when you actually got to see her and touch her – a real like baby that looked like you? It was entirely too much for you to be able to process. That, and your nipples hurt. A lot. You know, amongst other things.  

Just the sight of your daughter sleeping could make you cry. Joe would ask, “Are they happy tears?” And you wouldn’t even know what the fuck was up, you just knew that whatever you were looking at overwhelmed everything and it snuck its way out of your system through tears.  

It also meant that Joe thought he was the one making you cry all the time – that he was just fucking up left right and center, making mistakes and doing everything wrong. He wasn’t, and he knew about the baby blues, about the sudden hormonal drop in your body, but in practice it was a little jarring that slamming the fridge door shut with a little too much force could make you burst into sobs.

If he’d come and find you at the sound of sobs to comfort you, you needed time alone. And then when Joe assumed you needed time alone, you would wail about why Joe wouldn’t be there to hold you.  

Joe had picked up your daughter from the cot that was placed on your side of the bed and took her out to change her diaper before he’d return to hand her over to you for a feeding. You could hear him coo at her in the other room, and you pushed yourself to sit up a little to be ready for her.  

You’d finally gotten the hang of it, and Joe had promised you he’d never sleep through a breastfeeding. The thought of him turning over and going back to sleep whilst you couldn’t do that, even though you wanted it more, didn’t sit right with him. You told him he didn’t need to do that, that he should get all the sleep he could get so that when you’d nap later, he would have enough energy to do dishes, and laundry, and to hoover the place because there was not a chance in hell you’d be doing any of those things yourself for at least a month.  

But he hadn’t skipped a breastfeeding yet. Joe would lean back against the headboard of your bed and pull you over into his chest a little, so you’d be able to rest your head onto his shoulder or into the crook of his neck. Preferably without a shirt on too, for some close skin-to-skin contact between the two of you. It made him feel like he was part of the process that way. It also gave him the best view and the first time she’d successfully latched onto you, he had stared at it in awe for the full duration of it. 

“Is it weird that I’m jealous of this?” he had said, and it had made you cry instantly. It was both the worst thing and the best thing he could’ve said.  

Joe just wanted to have a bonding moment like that with his baby too, and the way that nature seemed to have made all the bonding experiences solely for the mother had made him feel left out. You’d gotten to feel her squirm around in your stomach for months, and now got to sit with her and feed her the most important nutrients from your literal body.  

You’d been fast to tell him that you’d gladly share the responsibilities if you could, thinking back to the long nights where she’d kept you up kicking into your kidneys, and now, clamping down onto your nipples with so much force, it hurt too much for it to feel like a cute bonding moment between the two of you.  

Joe understood, but it didn’t make him mean his words less. So, he’d still sit up with and would just watch over your shoulder with warm, loving, half lidded tired eyes and if you thought about it long enough it would bring on stinging tears. Even if Joe was jealous that he didn’t get to bond with your baby the way that you automatically got to do, you were sure that your newborn daughter was jealous that you got to bond with her father with the way he involved himself during these moments.  

“Look at her,” Joe said from behind you, his head heavy on your shoulder as arm wrapped around the both of you, his hand cupping her little head as she drank.

“She’s perfect. We’ve created a perfect little girl,” “If I didn't know any better, I'd say you love her more than me,” you joked, wincing slightly at the hard suction on your nipple. “I'm sorry to break the news but I think I do,” Joe said, completely overtaken with love. You understood, because you felt the same. Joe kissed your shoulder, and then kept his lips there, comfortably pressed up against you.

After feeding, Joe couldn’t wait to grab her from your arms to hold her close, seeing if she would burp before swaying her back to sleep. As Joe stood at the end of the bed, your heart fluttered in your chest. There were so many things that absolutely sucked about being a parent to a newborn baby, but this view… this view? It was all you could ever ask for.

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LIFE UPDATES

I went to emo night with some friends and my roommate. Roommate was excited and he even let me put eyeliner on him and choose his outfit and everything. A couple hours in, I get in a political debate/fight with some guy outside the bar that lasts over an hour. At one point I apparently (or so I’m told) called the guy a pedophile?? he was younger than me. Eventually, I went back to his place and we slept together

I listened to the new Green Day album and I have thoughts on it. I will eventually post these thoughts. I really, really, like Bobby Sox.

I bought my first pair of high heels for NYE but during the NYE party I was sitting in a high-top chair and one of my heels got caught on a bar of the chair and I toppled over and ate shit and half of my body was bruised for a week.

I have over 200 unread text messages

I live with 2 normie straight men now and I think I prefer it? I’ve always lived with women and/or other gay people, but I am fine living in a Mojo Dojo Casa House atm.

I am still Offline™, for the most part, and my brain is still healing more and more every day 💖🩸✨ I literally feel less mentally ill

I haven’t gotten any tattoos because I’m saving up for a car :( downside of mental stability is long-term planning

However my friend is buying me a tattoo gun and is going to let me do her coverups :)

I made a really fancy and tasty macaroni and cheese. It started as a roux and everything. It was decadent. It was the best thing I have ever made in my whole life. I left it uncovered, and the mouse who lives in my stove (he doesn’t even pay rent either -_-) helped himself to it and I had to throw it all away after having, like, 1/2 a cup of it. I was a little devastated..

Generally… just been thinking about Reigen Arataka a lot…………. 🙂

I am not addicted to social media anymore and I feel………… Stable 😳



#hi sorry for any messages I have… I am unable to respond bc I am not completely cured of The Ailments #just figured I would periodically let ppl know I’m alive #also blah blah if I haven’t replied to you… GET IN LINE!!!!! #💖 #it’s not personal 😭 #I just…….. honesty I can’t multi task and if I reply to people I have to completely stop what I’m doing to reply #and take time out of my day #and if they reply back right away then I HAVE TO REPLY #AND IT GOES BACK AND FORTH #that’s a lot of commitment #that I can’t handle rn

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Multiple comfort hermits? feeling down mentally atm...

Anon, you sent this at the exact time I was reading comfort Hermit fics.

And yes I lost motivation halfway at one point, but two months later and I'm back XD

Hope you're okay, love <3 Enjoy the selection of Hermits decided on by my good pal Kat

Rendog

Ren considers some of his canine traits to be advantages. Entirely understandable. A superb sense of smell, sensitive hearing… who wouldn’t be appreciative? At least, as long as you’re not near Bdubs, sensitive hearing is great.

There are times when he finds himself appreciating them more, though.

Until you’d met Ren, it was only a myth in your eyes that dogs were extremely empathetic. It didn’t take long for your opinion to change.

He was the one you knew you could turn to for comfort and to have someone who’d just be there to sit and listen

It meant the world.

Sometimes, though, life throws things at you that are hard to handle, and it becomes a struggle to open up and be honest with others and yourself.

It’s times like that when Ren works his magic.

The moment he walks into your base he knows something is up You’re not bustling around, working or planning whatever new idea you’ve concocted. Instead, he can hear your quiet sniffles from a few rooms over.

Within a second he’s speeding in the direction of your voice, and the moment he finds you he’s sitting beside you, pulling you close so he can hug you

His grip is tight as he asks what’s wrong, the concern in his voice so painstakingly obvious that all your emotions begin to come flooding out.

He sits there and listens to you, tossing whatever assurance or compliment or opinion he feels you need. If it’s real bad he’ll pull out the jokes. If you don’t show a hint of a smile it’s innuendos from then on.

He doesn’t leave your side, even if you insist you’re feeling better, and if any other hermit offers to help instead it’ll become more persistentHe’s a bit possessive. Just a bit.

He can’t stand the idea of you being there alone, and though occasionally annoying, it’s more endearing than anything.

There have been incidents when he’s gotten a bit too worried, though…

‘I’m serious, Y/n! It’s alright! You can talk to me!’ ‘Ren, I’m not in the mood or state to have you over. I’m getting changed. Please, can you just lea–.’

Needless to say he believed you the next time you used that “excuse”.

Xisuma

Can I even begin to describe X finding out you’re not having a great time? The answer is I can.

Think concern, hugs, words of comfort, and lots of empathy and attention

Think of a sad puppy. That’s him. Without taking how jacked he is into consideration.

On one of his regular checkups making sure you’re okay he’s bound to have figured out something isn’t right

He won’t outright address it at first, instead giving you as much space and time as you need

If you don’t want to talk he won’t force you to

When you inevitably approach him, though, it’s all love and care for the next month or so.

Compliments, stories, hugs, little activities for the two of you to do together… anything to see you smile again 

It breaks his heart seeing you upset ❤️

Mumbo

Man doesn’t quite know what to do.

What if he makes it worse? What if it doesn’t help?

Mumbo is either going to do something small and sweet or huge and sweet.

Either way, there’s a 50% chance of it going wrong.

But that’s okay! It’s part of the charm! You laughing at him almost burning his base down was entirely part of his plan!

There’s not much to write since it could be summarised in a single sentence: He has no clue what to do, but the man’s trying his best *insert TBH creature face here*

Scar

mmmmmmmm the way he hums while he builds, the way he talks to himself, the weird little noises he makes when he takes too much fall damage or is jumped asdakjdahdkajshdaskjdh adorbs :sob (Note: this part was written by Kat but I’m leaving it here)

When you’re upset he doesn’t really understand the concept of personal space Prepare to be swaddled in blankets, love, comfort foods… whatever he can think to give you

If there’s something he thinks (or knows) you like, you can be sure as hell he’ll do it. He’ll sing your favourite songs, put on your favourite movie, go shirtless if you’re into that… anything for you.

Will Scar sit and listen? Of course! What else is he there for?

Jellie, being the best girl she is, leaves Scar’s side to snuggle with you. No scratching today, just adorable love.

Speaking of adorable love; the look of pure love and admiration Scar gives you while you talk. Man knows how to validate your feelings for sure.

If you’re still not happy after a day of treatment by Scar, don’t fall asleep. It may be a good thing to rest, but know that he’s going to ask either Cub or Grian for advice, and that’ll end in disaster.

By the end of it, you’ll be all laughs and giggles (or groans of annoyance), and Scar will be able to sleep easy knowing he made your day the slightest bit better.

#my writing #fanfic #fanfiction #gtws x reader #GTWScar x Reader #goodtimeswithscar x reader #mumbo x reader #mumbo jumbo x reader #xisuma x reader #xisumavoid x reader #ren x reader #rendog x reader #hc x reader #hermitcraft fanfiction #hermitcraft x reader #hermitcraft fanfic #x reader #mcyt fanfic #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt x reader

[meowzfordayz]

hashira comfort you

Author’s Note: now to name this thing… 😆

hashira comfort you

Hashira x Reader

Word Count: ~1,300

CW: mild sexual content, platonic, traumatic references

Emergency Request Fulfilled: Hopefully it's alright if I request a Hashira (not separately) x reader who's just been feeling like giving up and all her efforts are worthless no matter how hard she tries. Just sumthin where the Hashira notice something is off with the Hashira!reader and make attempts to comfort her. If it's alright to ask I feel like maybe making the Hashira reader use a fork of positive emotion breathing or a breathing type of us generally positive to further suggest how something is bothering the reader- of course it's all up to you I'm totally okay if the reader is just someone being taken care of at the butterfly mansion or a relative of the leader of demon slayer (I'm so horrible with requests I apologize)

~faqs~

Decided to write this as hcs bc my brain doesn’t have the power atm to try and write a fanfic w/ 10 (9 Hashira + 1 Reader) characters 😆

Actually, Idk if my brain would ever have the power for that

I mean, sure I can manage a decent amount of supporting characters, but juggling 10 characters of equal importance ?? 😵

Anywho-

I feel like the Hashira are super in tune w/ each other, as well as totally oblivious They’re super in tune w/ each other in that they’re all phenomenal warriors, and thus have the necessary perception to quickly notice when something’s “off”

But they don’t really all know each other super well? And they don’t have time to just hang out regularly (unless they’re simultaneously slaying demons hah)

They also technically don’t all get along lmao

So if you’re feeling out of sorts, then they’d certainly pick up on your feelings, but most of them wouldn’t immediately know precisely what to do or say aka how to help you

I’m looking at you, Giyuu 😃

Okay real talk tho Giyuu’s been through a lot (they all have *sigh*)— Ik his depicted personality and trauma runs deeper than superficial emotional constipation 🥺

Assuming they all at least tolerate you, their approaches to cheering you up would differ vastly

Gyomei would do his best to convince you to meditate w/ him

“You underestimate yourself. Perhaps, reflecting on why you feel inferior may reassure you that you are, in fact, not?”

He’s wise, but is he helpful? 😬

“Himejima-san, I am grateful for your consideration, but I am unsure pondering my anxiety will relieve me of my anxiety.”

“Nonetheless, you are always welcome to sit beside me.”

Bc he’s still patient and generous ☺️

Pardon the imagery, but my first and only thought about Obanai attempting to comfort you is: he throws Kaburamura at you 😅

Hear me out!

His heart’s in the right place!

What goes around comes around, and if he was feeling low, then he’d prob appreciate having Kaburamura cuddling him

But like, the concept of asking for snake-being-thrown-at-you consent did not occur to him prior

If you’re cool w/ snakes, then Ig he’s lowkey helpful?

But if you’re not so cool w/ snakes… well… at least he’ll send you a letter via crow apologizing for his blunder (100% too embarrassed to apologize to your face)

My bias may be showing, but Mitsuri would likely be the most consciously comforting

The term comfort isn’t foreign to her, and she’s more than happy to pamper you

Whether pampering means simply listening to you, walking w/ you, cooking for + eating w/ you

She knows confidence, belonging, and meaning aren’t nurtured—founded—overnight, so she figures she can at least lessen your tangible burdens to free up space for you to heal mentally

Maybe she lays on her complimentary remarks a little too thickly to be convincing, but you know she means well 💖

Shinobu… 💀

I kNOW SHE CAN BE LOVING AND GENTLE AND AFFECTIONATE

But she kicks ass too

And if she thinks you need an ass kicking to feel like yourself again, then she’ll absolutely kick your ass

Metaphorically and literally

Like a coach who pushes you juuust far enough so that you know they believe in you, buuut they’re still demanding 50 push ups from you (bc they believe in you)

“I fear I am not enough, Kocho-san.”

“Nonsense. Let us spar.”

????? “Spar?”

“So I can prove to you that you are enough!”

As provoking and playful as Shinobu can be, she wouldn’t go easy on you, and when you inevitably are able to match her pace

Well

You’re not content (you’re pissed at being goaded into impromptu training), but you do begrudgingly concede her point

#I knew you could do 50 push ups #now do another 50

Debating between going the classic Kyojuro route, or the other route

He genuinely wishes to see you smile — to know you are well

BUT C’MON THIS MAN IS KINDA CUTE AWKWARD 😶🥰

Classic Kyojuro conjures the perfect sentence to make you feel worthy

And knows your favorite flower(s), which he obvi brings to you

Classic Kyojuro might even unexpectedly tug you into a warm, rib crushing hug, bc he can tell that grounding you could be helpful

As for awkward Kyojuro…

If you think about it afterwards, his perfect sentence doesn’t make that much sense (i.e. inspirational quotes that are more dumb than inspiring if you bother rereading ‘em), but it sounded pretty and honest and bright, so heyo — better than nothing!

And he doesn’t bring you flowers, but he does offer you the remnants of his lunch (when I write the remnants I mean potentially ¼ of a bite), bc he knows eating can be difficult when feeling sad

He’ll still hug you, but instead of warm it’s HOT

Sweaty, too tight HOT

Not boner pressed against your thigh HOT

And he’ll keep hugging you until your heart rate settles bc #that’s what a good friend does, but wHoOpS how’s it going to settle when he’s literally suffocating you ?????

I was excited to get to Sanemi, bc I’m so fricking soft for this man

And then I realized he’s the top contender for the worst (at comforting) of the Hashira

You’re despairing? How about I never look at you again and create the biggest possible rift between us in case my existence harms you further?

#the Shinazugawa bros

Disclaimer: all my “slander” toward these beloved characters is meant entirely light heartedly

That being said, I recognize the heaviness of the themes and backstories present throughout Demon Slayer, but just uhh, take my “quips” as you might take the donut jokes 🍩

I’m now looking at you, Kyojuro 😃

If Obanai throws Kaburamura at you, then Sanemi asks, scowling, “How are you?”

And then disappears w/o waiting for your response

Bc apparently a halfway greeting is better than none?

An apple a day keeps the doctor away, and a halfway greeting from Sanemi a day… keeps the blues at bay?

Muichiro wouldn’t be the greatest at comforting you either, but not for lack of effort

For some reason, all I can brainstorm rn is that he’d hand you shiny rocks?

Which, I feel, is more Inosuke-esque

But Muichiro’s a child! So like, childish methods of comforting?

A kid hands you a shiny rock — wouldn’t that make you perk up? At least a tad?

Random tangent, but I was on the beach once collecting sea glass, and these kids started copying me, and then gave me all the sea glass they found

#that was a very heartwarming day

“Tokito-san, what is this?”

“A rock.”

“Yes.”

“For you. It may be valuable. Treat yourself to lunch.”

Do you sell it and buy yourself lunch, or do you keep and cherish the rock? 😭

AHAHA WE’RE AT GIYUU

This is def out of character, but I hc that he’d just randomly grab your hand

And hold it

For 1, maybe 2, breaths?

And then let go, nod, and leave

He’s… aloof, but he does understand that: comfort doesn’t mean what is easy for you—the person doing the comforting—it means doing what could be comforting for the person requiring comfort

Is having your hand held for 1-2 secs comforting?

Debatable

But is his sentiment sweet?

Very 💙

Sooo Idk whether to include Hina, Makio, and Suma w/ Tengen… let’s hc both ?!

Hina, Makio, and Suma + Tengen = a lot of EVERYTHING

Pestering as to why you’re doubting yourself, verbal reassurance that you’re amazing, physical company to alleviate loneliness, and if you request anything specific, you will receive that specific thing x 4 😌

Just Tengen?

I imagine he’d feel affronted that I “just Tengen”-ed him

All of the above x 1

He’d likely backhandedly comfort you, bc how could he ever comfort you w/o hyping himself up too?

God of Flashiness and Festivals? Turns out he’s God of Comforting too

Self proclaimed, ofc

#hashira x reader #headcanons #platonic #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #gyomei x reader #obanai x reader #mitsuri x reader #shinobu x reader #kyojuro x reader #sanemi x reader #muichiro x reader #giyuu x reader #tengen x reader

[starryo]

Your white mask au looks so interesting!! Could you perhaps tell us more about it 👀👀

thank you!!!! they are my most self indulgent au but also definitely the one i tend to keep most to myself. i want to tell their story so bad but i’m not skilled enough of a writer even though i really want to write it anyway 😭😭 i will try my best to explain some of my thoughts though!!

as you can see from the tags that this is a ng+ role swap au! the basic premise is that akira gets sent back three years into the past and prevents goro from entering the metaverse, accidentally assuming goro’s original role instead in the unjust game.

for most of the story, you are just following goro akechi after he got sent to tokyo on probation (for ACTUALLY assaulting shido on that day btw) and things seem to go like any other role swap au!

goro arrives at leblanc and meets sojiro, wakaba and futaba (wait a minute…) before he starts attending shujin academy.

his criminal record still gets leaked but at least his homeroom teacher seems to be trying to help him (hold on a minute…) despite being so late on his first day.

he even runs into the detective guy from the shibuya station earlier at his new school with two sisters! one of them seems to also be a transfer student just like him (something doesnt seem right huh).

so maybe things are a little different after all!! akira made a lot of changes in those three years. 🤭

i’m still working out a lot of the details especially later in the story, as well as decision on whether or not i want to completely rework some parts. i definitely need to figure out exactly what akira would change and how they will affect everything else though. i also need to design new metaverse outfits for goro and sumire (kasumi’s is being refined atm and akira’s white mask fit is already done).

re: kasumi, she is joker’s sort of accomplice in this au!! she knows that he is behind the mental shutdown and kind of blackmails him into letting her join him. she doesn’t do any of the actual mental shutdowns (akira refuses to let her no matter what) and instead just keeps akira out of life threatening danger as his back up.

oh and before i forget, this is an au with the “joker has a palace” tag attached. 🥰the phantom thieves visit his cathedral instead of maruki’s lab after the new year.

#white mask au #p5 #persona 5 #role swap au #ng+ au #joker palace au #star speaks

[princeanxious]

Hi! I was wondering about your Lost Guardian au from ages ago, do you think you’ll ever plan on updating it and if not, could someone else take up the fic?

So heres the thing. If someone wants to write a fic *inspired* by The Lost Guardian, i’m not gonna stop them, and i’d probably feel super honored so long as the inspiration was correctly credited!

As for ‘taking up the fic,’ the short answer is no.

I have active drafts and the rest of the story already planned out to its finish, notes, even a branch-off fic set post-story that will likely go up on my nsfw blog if i ever get around to editing it. The Lost Guardian hasn’t been abandoned, it’s simply on hiatus. (And yes, i recognize 3 almost 4 years so far is a really fucking long hiatus. The Chapter 9 draft doc was made in december of 2020, and last edited in July 2022)

I started writing that fic whilst still in highschool, a time where I was 17 and didnt have to worry yet about getting my license or maintaining a part time job, i had an over abundance of freetime even partially to my detriment, the fandom was booming and I had plenty of feedback, and this fic was (and still *is*) a story im proud of.

But i’m 22 now, working a full time job to pay rent and account for a number of minor ‘disabilities’(best word i have for them atm) that I cant ignore or push to the side nor treat poorly, from the lasting effects on my body of stunted growth to celiac/glutent intolerance to adhere to that directly determines how easily my body functions for the week, to dealing with glasses i cannot afford to break and taking care of teeth i cannot afford to fix, taking care of my mental health and using the free time i have to do what brings me the most joy at that time.

The sanders sides fandom has heavily quieted down with the season finale hiatus and I’d like to think I did pretty well for going six long years dedicated solely to that without cracking under the silence, because *I knew* when I caved to something else it’d be a long while before I had the drive to come back with any sort of resolution to my active works. Thats just how my hyper fixations work. I cannot focus on multiple at once, it’s too much to process simultaneously and takes away my enjoyment bc I tend to watch/consume things repeatedly to catch every little detail i missed. And it doesn’t help when one loses steam because their content barely breaks 100 notes(80% of which are likes, 15% are reblogs with the occasional comment, and 5% are self-reblogs) when back in the height of it all, a few thousand notes was pretty average interaction. This blog still has about 11.5k followers, almost all of which came from the height of the fandom period. So for now i’ve moved onto the FNAF DCA fandom, bc it is fresh and new to me.

I know you didn’t mean to poke the bear here, I get it, but like.. C’mon. Any other fic of mine likely wouldn’t have gotten the same reaction in full but, still. I’ve had to answer this question a handful of times over the years at the point, which might be why this response feels so charged, and i’m sorry.

I don’t mean to come off as snippy or rude, but it *is* kind of invasive to offer to finish one’s creative work when it’s taking too long and theres very little payback for it. I’ve got adhd, delayed satisfaction isn’t a thing I experience. Just guilt that it wasn’t finished in a way for me to post it in time before I broke and lost all motivation to share it.

In my head, TLG has been long finished and held the ending for years, theres just been no energy to put in the effort of finish writing it for others to read. I’m still trying to get my life together to change that, don’t get me wrong, but the American economy is literally in shambles so who knows how or even if i’ll manage that. Call me selfish for being content with only mentally having my creative story’s ending and a collection of rambles and notes to show for it, but at the end of the day, it’s still my story, and i dont feel comfortable with people trying to ‘take up the mantle’ to finish it, when they don’t know how it ends.

I’m glad you like it enough to want to, though, I really *really* am. I’m just sorry I haven’t been able to finish it for you all. And i just don’t know when that will be, I just know that I *want* to do so, however long it takes.

#luka answers #sanders sides #tlg fic #the lost guardian au #luka’s aus #luka rambles #luka rants

[depressopax]

Hii I hope you dont mind me requesting Howie again, but could I request a hurt/comfort scenario of him taking care of a sick fem!reader (she’s having a cold) I hope you have a great day and thank you againn :]

HIIII thank you for requesting again!! <3 And dw about it! I'm just glad you like my stories and want to request again :)) So if you have ideas lmk! :D Hope you like it!! Sorry for the wait! But here it issssss (The plan was to make all the characters on my BrBa/BCS masterlist but my brain is fried atm 😭 But I also added Nacho - because Ignacio Varga brainrot <3)

Taking care of sick reader | Scenarios

Fandom - Better call Saul

Pairing: 1. Howard Hamlin x gender-neutral reader 2. Nacho Varga x gender neutral reader Genre: Fluff, headcanons Warning(s): - Words: 0.7k Summary: How would they take care of their sick partner? English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3 » Masterlist || Request «

Howard

“Morning, sweetheart! Ready to start the day?”

You grunt in reply and puld the blanket over your cold body. Howard is already up, enthusiastic as always. But today you’re too tired for that. 

“Come on now… You’ve been snoozing for 20 minutes!”

“I don’t want to…”

His smile fades and he sits down on bed next to you.

“You alright?” He reaches out to stroke your cheek and notices how cold-sweaty you are. “Hmm… That’s not good.” 

“I don’t feel well.”

“I know, sweetie, I know…” 

I feel like he’d be like: YOU’RE SICK??? 😰 at first

But then be like: You’re sick… 💔 If that makes sense LOL

Probably scared of catching a cold etc

But he loves you - so it’s worth the risk 😌✨

Howard is the guy that helps you with everything once sick

He fixes food, makes sure you keep warmth and makes warm tea etc

He basically acts like a maid for you until you feel better lol

But he doesn’t mind, at all <3

He likes taking care of and spoiling you 

“Are you cold, darlin’?” he asks, proceeding to wrap a blanket over your shoulders.

“No, I actually feel quite warm” He looks concerned and feels your forehead “Your fever is not going down… Do you want something cold instead? Water, ice cream… Are you laughing?” “Sorry… You’re just so cute when you’re worried!”

Also… You being sick gives him an excuse to just sit back down and cuddle you

He allows himself to be “lazy” (aka taking a break and not overworking) when you’re around

He loves to set you down in the couch and put on some movie to watch together

If he can’t be at home with you - he texts or calls you at least once throughout the day to check on you 

It doesn’t matter if you only have a simple cold, he’ll take care of you until you feel ok again 

He probably would end up sick too 😭 “But at least we can stay home together now!” he says after waking up with the same cold you had. “...But Howard, I need to go back to work today” “...Oh ☹” But you’re of course there for him too until he feels better <3

Also - I found these two Howard out of context screenshots on my PC LOL, thought you might like them!! 😭

Nacho

“You’re burning up” Nacho mutters, still having his palm pressed against your sweaty forehead. “I’m fine, Nacho”

But the fever thermometer says otherwise.

“Yea… Fine, huh?” He scoffs and strokes the hair that's glued to your forehead, tucking it behind your ear. “Rest.” 

“But…”

“Rest.” His voice gets softer “Let me take care of you, ok?”

“...Fine.” 

He smiles at this.

“Good.” 

This man… (God, I love him, I need him <33)

He’ll be all 😐 towards everyone, all the time

But not with you.

Whenever you’re doing poorly, he’s right there. Whether it’s mentally or like in this case - when you’re sick.

He’s the guy that will grimace and be really judgy if someone sneezes or coughs in public, but he tries his best to not be a baby about it for you.

And he’s good at it

Truth is, he somehow likes it when you’re sick

Just because he’ll get to take care of you 

And have you all dependent on him

It takes his mind off all his troubles, and he can focus on you only.

He brings you tea, soup, painkillers… Whatever you need - whenever.

He also appreciates cuddling up next to you and watch TV, letting you pick out whatever

It’s just comforting to him - somehow - to feel your fever warmth against him.

Basically - he’s already a sweetheart, but becomes the most caring (and worried) boyfriend ever when you’re sick. <3 “Nacho, don’t be so close, I don’t want you to be sick too…” “I don't care.” he murmurs

…And eventually he ends up sick too lol

He’s really overdramatic about it 😭

Before meeting you - he’d overwork himself and not give a damn about resting

But since he takes well care of you - you of course do the same for him.

So when he eventually catches a cold, you’re there for him “Well look at that… Told you that you’d get sick.” “...Shut up.” “Will you let me take care of you?”

And of course… He lets you

Homeboy gets overdramatic af when sick 😭

He likes seeing you all worried for him - it’s cute lol

Nacho makes sure you’re cuddled up next to him all day 

And now it’s his turn to choose movies/series for you to watch with him

“Hey?” Nacho whispers after you’ve both shut the lights off for the night. “Hmm?” “...Thanks for taking care of me.” “Of course, Nacho. I love you” “Love you too”

If you guys liked the concept of this I can make a part 2 with the other BrBa/BCS characters! Lmk and thanks for reading <3 Been feeling down lately but I have plans on some stuff I wanna post this weekend :)) Looking forward <3

#better call saul #howard hamlin #nacho varga #x reader #scenario #headcanons #fanfic writing #writeblr #aspiring author #fanfic authors #breaking bad #brbabcs #fanfiction writer #fluff #nacho x reader #howard hamlin headcanons #howard hamlin x reader #better call saul fluff #better call saul fanfic #writers of tumblr #fanfic writers #x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader

[sab-teraa]

Tye Talks: A Diary Entry

(22/02/24 || 22:58 pm)

Good evening friends, I hope you are all well and having a lovely Thursday! Just one more day till the weekend! Yay <3

Inspired by the lovely @the-winds-of-destiny-xxx , I've decided to start blogging about my day. Hopefully, I will be able to stay up to date lol.

Work

Ugh, I've been up since 5am prepping myself to deliver my second lecture of the semester. It went well, kinda. The students were super interactive which is great. Application + practicality > regurgitating information. They did super well. Also, we have a new HoD, and while I really liked our previous heads, the new HoD is a breath of fresh air and I really enjoy their approach towards education.

My full-time job is actually soooo … atm. My colleague has resigned which is all cool and I wish her the best.

But, there’s a trend I’ve noticed recently within our organization … and I hope it does not present any problems in the future. Tbh, I think it has presented a problem before … but idk. Anyway, constructive criticism goes a long long way … only if you’re keen and willing to learn …. which this person defo is NOT.

Enough about my colleagues, the CEO presented me with an opportunity but I'm lowkey nervous .. bc I prefer being a private + somewhat anonymous person lol, but I obviously said yes. Let's see how it goes, anything can happen and this whole project might fall through. Especially in this economy.

All in all, I really love my job and the career path I’ve taken. I hope it does not backfire on me later on in life.

Uni

Gosh. Uni is the bane of my existence atm. Tho, i did make a bit of progress on my thesis today. I know exactly what I need to do, but I just don't have the motivation to it. But, I think I've finally got myself together .. so let's see what happens.

Also, I'm so grateful for my thesis supervisor <3 she is so understanding and supportive.

Health

Is this tmi? Maybe? Apologies if so?

But, my nose and throat have been KILLING me recently? Idk if it’s bc of the fan or what … but yup. Thank god for cloves! They’ve helped wayyyy more than anything else I’ve tried lol. Also, my pms is really starting to hit 😭😭 I’ve been in soooo much pain since I got back home.

My mentally, I’m doing okay … there’s obvs moments in the day where I’m like shit?? I’m an adult adult?? Yet my life feels so stagnant 😂 but then I try to keep it moving and not think so much about what I want … and I try to focus on what I do have…. bc I’ve done my best.

Fun and mundane

I finally got to go to my first gym class of the week - I really needed that! The housewives from my class invited me for smoothies afterwards … and they are so fun! Are they my mums age mates? Yes 😂😂 but I loved hanging out with them .. they truly live in their own bubble .. I wanna be exactly like them when I’m older lol.

Oh Oh! And I finally finished the second season of Al Rawabi School for Girls ... flip, it truly broke my heart. What an amazing show.

I really wanted to start the new season of Real Housewives of Durban … but the new Showmax app is truly YUCK! I have the ick 🫠🫠 but, I love the show waaaaay too much, so I’d probs get over it soon lol.

Other than gym and catching up on tv, I made a delicious lasagna for dinner. I'm convinced that my homemade meat sauce and cheese sauce remains undefeated, or maybe that's just me being cocky lol. If I had more space, I would have defo attempted to make the pasta too.

I'm super excited for this weekend bc my friends and I are going to this art and music event and getting food afterwards. I also really wanna buy that duvet set I saw online ... since I'm no longer purchasing an apartment (recession boo boo boo 🍅🍅🍅), I may as well just re-do my current apartment lol. It already looks great, but I've been putting off getting a new duvet set bc I presumed I was gonna buy a bigger bed lol... so I've just been rotating between the two sets I have ... and damn they've seen better days lol.

Relationships

After all he has been through, my brother finally has some great things happening. I am so proud of him. I know he will achieve everything he aspires to <3 This has also done wonders for his self-confidence, he truly needed this, and I hope ... I really hope that it stays on this positive track.

Positive family news aside, idk if anyone saw the post about my uncle? But god damn I'm annoyed af. (Side note: He is my mums cousin btw; but my entire family is close). Anyway, my uncle called my mum to rant … and according to my mum he was sooooo proud of what he said to his wife??? I’m just disgusted. Idk how. His wife could forgive him for this. I’m so glad my mum put him in his place ✋🏽✋🏽✋🏽

I know its not about me and I have no right to speak on other people's relationships, but I hate seeing people put their all into a relationship and even go against their own family to be with someone ... only for their partner to treat them like this. His wife deserves soooooo much better and its sooo heartbreaking that she has to go through. My heart truly breaks for her. I pray everything works out for her.

Conclusion

Anywho … if you made it this far! Thank you for reading my ramblings <3 wishing you a lovely day! Stay safe babes 😘

#tye talks #tbh I don’t think people would read this. #it’s more for me lol

[applewillowstone]

Hi guys, I’m moving accounts (just on tumblr, twt staying the same) to @applewillows & side blog @trissallurings (new side blog so it’s not working for me- added an s to the new sideblog). Nothing being deleted or moved it will stay here just as a dead account. (You can block or follow me)

TW: Suicidal Ideation, mental health update, what happening with me currently, anxiety, eating/food, hospital photo, (this is what is below read more so please, if your mental health isn’t as great atm don’t read).

I plan to get better, I will continue to make fics as making fics and playing video games make me happy and I don’t think anything else does anymore. I’m backing out of events and other stuff as mentally I’m not okay (saying it here very tame summarized for those that don’t wish to read the tw under more, I understand). I plan to get more help and come back. 🩷 I might put things in queue on my new tumblr or reblog stuff on twt absentmindedly- I do not know, it’s all up in the air I have no solid plan other than to get help.

Hello, my name is here Apple but my name is Shelby. I been going through a lot recently and lately it’s been far too much for me. I really don’t know what to say or do but everything have been bad thoughts for me. On April 19th I checked myself into a hospital for suicidal ideation, I figured that was the best way to get myself help. Because I went in on my own and not a police escort I was able to leave the hospital after labs work when I wanted to. The planned was with the nurse I talked there (very kind of them, if they ever read this I hope they know their words meant a lot to me). Was to contact the back of my insurance card to call so I can get therapy/counseling and psychiatrist. The issue was I decided to leave the regular hospital ER late on Friday, I went in thinking I was going to be transferred but I was allowed to leave to my surprise. That was my assumption and what I told some people. (And during the hospital I gave my partner my phone after updating some people) And this because it was the lovely weekend everything but the ER was close, this going home for the weekend have been pure hell for me. I made a foolish mistake asking them to not make me stay at the hospital.

Instead I was let out late into Friday and back home to swallow myself into a big hole and I’m honestly not going great. I’m thankful for immediate family/my partner that kept a 24hrs watch on me, I wouldn’t be here otherwise, maybe hospitalization or no place good.

I decided to come online and check social medias today (across all socials on my pc and now I was given back my phone and I’m just spiraling) and I don’t know what’s happening at all, I’m stumbling in the dark and where I’m at mentally I think my panic and anxiety is going to cause my to stay up so the moment Monday rolls around the right time I can call for more available help (since I’m being under watchful eye atm, I begged them to let me make this post and choices to back away from events/servers & cancel some events- please don’t punish my family/partner for any decisions about giving my phone back to me, I begged). I had my partner took my phone over the weekend and my parents child lock my phone (to the best of their abilities).

I’m sorry this is haphazard and all over the place because that’s what I’m currently am. I’m really fucking waiting for Monday, I want help. I haven’t ate nor drink a lot since I think.. Thursday? Wednesday? I do not remember I’m sorry. So I hope I can get appointments, I can get in to be seen as soon as possible for both the therapist and psychiatrist, if it fails then I promise to go back to the hospital and that’s all I can really do.

I don’t ever wish anything bad on anyone and I can stay right now the feelings I had over the past couple of days leading to a week now (that I have never experienced ever before in my life) I would never wish on anyone. It is truly awful.

My best advice to anyone is what when you think it’s all over and you might end it all and that panic overwhelms you- sometimes it’s worth calling people on the phone because you never know who will answer and talk you out of things.

#personal #please read the tw

[artbylittlebug]

hello there! i've been going through a really difficult mental health spiral but i've recently discovered your art, and it's helped comfort and make me feel like i'm not alone in this mess. thank you for what you do, i appreciate you and your work so much!

Hi Anon! Thank you so much for this beautiful message 😭 I am really struggling atm so this brightened my day a lot. I’m so glad my art helps you in some way and I’ll be thinking of you and wishing you all the best ❤️🥹

#ask bug