#i use my mom’s shower cuz i like it better
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I swear every time i tru to actually start getting ready for bed at s reasonable time my mom hasnt taken a freaking shower yet and i have to wait for her to take one before i can
#kiwi rambles#i use my mom’s shower cuz i like it better#but she needs to go to bed before me#and usually its not am issue#except when it is#thete have been many times ive gotten up to start getting ready for bed#only to discover my mom hadnt even started to get ready for a shower#so i have to freaking wait#because i often get distracted and can spent hours plus in the bathroom#usually doomscrolling before and sfter said shower#kiwi vents#not having a good time :/
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Hey heyyy!! I have a success storyyyy. So I was the anon that asked you what to do on Feb 4th about my family being separated and I wanna tell you what’s happened over the past few days! Okay so what I did is i created an aff tape w jus two affirmations of me saying “I have my desired home life” and “Everyone is getting along so well” I would listen to it over night (but I didn’t do that often bcs I hate wearing headphones to sleep) I would listen to a sub by Lotusmi and affirm while listening to that as well. And the first day I was really motivated, then as time when on i affirmed less and got unmotivated as I wasn’t seeing movement. I started getting anxious because my mom and her bf were arguing, he would sleep in the living room, and his kids (who weren’t talking to me for a month already) still weren’t talking to me. BUT I persisted! Even when I actively heard them yelling and arguing I would just affirm a few times and then move on. The past few days my mom and her bf have been getting along better than usual. They’ve been sleeping in the same bed and I haven’t really heard any arguing! Anywho fast forward to yesterday. The day started as it usually did w the boys not speaking to me (which rlly took a toll on me btw because they are kinda like my first siblings bcs all my other siblings were older and starting their own families as I was growing up so having them around is fun until they started ignoring me for a month ago bcs I snitched on them bcs they were beating me up baddd, punching me, slapping me, I even had bruises at one point) anywho like I said they weren’t speaking to me but my mom and her bf seemed to be on good terms. So my mom, her bf, and his mom went out to the bf’s show bcs he’s in a band and he had a performance that night. So usually they give us money to order pizza and that’s what the boys did. When the pizza came they didn’t even come up to tell me, the younger of the two texted me on snap, the older one had me blocked on snap and messages💀. Anywho and instead of eating at the table like they were supposed to they just took it to their room and ate it. And after they went up I went down, got my slice, and went in my room to get mine. I was upset about that but I just kept affirming and persisting. Anywho so a couple hrs go by, I go get in the shower, started playing some video games and was just minding my business frl frl. Then the older one of the two messaged me on Xbox out of the blue and said something about a time we versed each other on a video game a couple weeks ago. I started texting back and long story short he was like let’s go again. I was like IGHT BETTTT. Anywho so we versed each other again and the first time we did it he didn’t even speak to me and had his mic muted, but this time he started talking first and then I started talking and we kept playing till it was over. Now I did lose (40 something to 2) but we not finna speak on that bcs I don’t play that game frl frl🙄. Anywho by that time the adults had already came back, so when we finished the 1v1 he went to his dad and started telling him abt it and I went in the room and defended myself and what not and it was like how it was before. Anywho long story short I’m going to continue to listen to the affs and sub for a few more days jus cuz! Thank you for your advice and to anyone else who is manifesting something PERSISTTTTTTTT plssss😫!
(Sorry for this long ass story😭)
this is my first anon success story!!
i'm glad my advice worked for you and I really don't mind the long asks, i actually enjoy reading them!
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It's a completely idiotic thought brought on by my insomnia, but last night I suddenly realised that Steve’s 'I love you' at the end of 10x22, before leaving Danny (thus doing something he knows will hurt and/or disappoint Danny), has absolutely the same meaning, tone, and purpose, as Steve's 'I love you' in 7x01, when Danny is trying (and failing) to make him reason and not throw his life away. It's basically the only method Steve's devised to stop Danny and offer some sort of justification for the shit he's about to pull, despite knowing he's doing something wrong.
Ok I swear in my mind it made sense, but after today and with only a few hours sleep I'm not logical anymore!
ok so! here is my take on it but I would love to have others chime in cuz this fandom has the bestest metas and thinkee thoughts.
sneakily tags: @cowandcalf @stephmcx @ellena-asg @teruel-a-witch
Steve is a SEAL and SEALs get a ton of training. He's also a mess, thanks to shitty parenting, trauma of his mom's death and Freddy's death and his dad's death, and a whole lot of PTSD, on top of a pretty rough re-entry into civilian life.
I think Steve honestly means it when he says it both times, but he is still being emotionally manipulative. He is taking the counseling and doing what he is trained to do--use the tools he has been given to achieve the end goal.
What's really awful, but heartbreakingly accurate, is we're also seeing in both scenes how Steve can so easily fall into Doris' pattern of emotionally manipulating her family.
Thats the problem with abuse and trauma. People are so comfortable with these patterns that form such a huge part of their lives that it's seductively easy to repeat those patterns, even when they fighting tooth and nail not to.
This is also why so many stories about survivors make me do a hard eye roll. Being a survivor is not about suddenly being magically all better. Being a survivor is stepping into the shower and realizing that something you did at work last month was super shitty--and then feeling super guilty it took a full month for you to even grab a clue.
So yeah, you'e right but I believe Steve's not consciously aware of what he is doing. And I have always read Danny's expressions when Steve says it as Danny going into 'dad' mode.
Kids will often go through a 'I love you' phase where they try to wriggle out of consequences and Danny really seems to be like, Uh huh. I didn't buy it when Grace did it when she was three and I am not buying it now. But if you really want to act like a toddler, Steven, I'll humor you and say 'I love you' back.
cuz lets be honest, Danny humors Steve a lot😂😂😂
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HEY HEY HEY !!! ALL PEOPLE WRITING SIBLINGS HERE ARE THINGS ME AND SIBLINGS DO TO ADD THAT FUN SIBLING BOND
1. the room thing where you open the door, stare at your sibling for like a minute, they ask what the fuck are you doing ? and then leave. but leaving the door open to inconvenience them
2. dumb lies to each other, my older sister and i will gang up on our younger sister and try to convince her of random stuff that happened.
3. lie together! we all band together to lie to our parents <33 about dumb stuff or serious stuff
4. steal clothes
5. threaten each other with the nearest object. better if object is a food
6. be honest. like mean honest. like stuff you’d never say to your friends… stuff that would ruin friendships. the meanest shit tbh and then after you say it: laugh
7. hate on their friends. cuz sometimes they have awful friends and i need them to know that i don’t like their friend
8. fight over food related things. ex. theres only enough milk for one glass, theres only one strawberry left, there arent any marshmallows in the lucky charms… stuff like that
9. when they annoy you steal a random item for like two weeks and then put it back where you stole it from just to fuck with them but never tell them you stole it so they just think they’re stupid
10. fight over what food to buy when planning groceries
11. getting ready for bed and fighting for who gets to use the sink first/shower first
12. getting home from a long drive and racing to the bathroom and yelling when they get there first and then having to run to the other bathroom which is like on the opposite side of the house and upstairs
13. discussing something peacefully in your room with them then randomly getting annoyed and saying, “okay you have to leave now im tired” and them getting really offended.
14. inside jokes!
15. looking at each other when someone says something stupid
16. mishearing each other. my siblings and i tend to have conversations likes through different rooms so we usually mishear and have to repeat stuff, which also leads to argue and frustration bcuz none us like to repeat ourselves
17. my younger sister hates going downstairs by herself so she constantly comes into my room and like stands there in the dark while im half asleep like : will you come get food with me ? and if i don’t go with her she leaves my door open so i have to get up anyways
18. making a mean joke and them not having the same energy back and then you know you hurt their feelings so you have to be like, do you wanna get food? i’ll pay, and them be really nice on the car ride until they’re joking again
19. when our parents are being unfair to one us and the others stand up for us… alternatively tho the betrayal of when my parents argue with me and my sisters side with them
20. arguing about whos the favorite child. me saying, “its probably not me” and them immediately agreeing
21. second hand therapy from our older sister who goes to therapy and shes like yeah so my therapist and i talked about this and i also felt like you guys would benefit bc its about mom and dad and then revealing some random trauma we all forgot about and being like yeah that was fucked up !
#writing#writing prompts#prompts#writing siblings#siblings#writing stuff#writers#authors#sibling dynamics#long post#i think long post?#idk
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The Kenny hc trade anon knows you have em already. What I meant is GIVE US ALL OF IT. please. If ya want to. Not forcing ofc.
Ahhh!!! Ok. SOOOOO let me get goin with this im SO excited. There may not be alot cuz Ken isnt my number 1 but I still like him:
Unnatural eye color cus of the whole cthulu thing
Its probably yellow or purple depending on how youre feeling
Has scars from all the times he died
But they reset if he has an explosion related death
Learned how to stitch in case his sisters toys broke
Ended up using it to fix his own parka and clothes
Does small jobs for people in exchange for money
His parents steal it for their addictions tho the bastards
Makes seggsual jokes but not in the adult way
More like in the
"Ur mom"
Way
Sure hes lewd but no way an eight year old can know THAT much.
Hair is messy as shit
He kinda smellz... he cant help it tho he cant afford to shower
Has school lunch debt :(
Its ok tho his friends help him pay it back
But he had to eat cheese sandwhiches when his debt was low (i had to do that too)
Does crazy shit for the bit
Excellent tree climber but gets bruised so easy
Doesnt have a missing tooth to me, that tooth was a baby one not permanent
Loves frog and bug collecting
Will show you the scariest most ATROCIOUS looking bug and be like
"Guys look!"
And then everyone else shrieks
Draws "squidwards" on the whiteboard
His older brother moved out of the house
Or got kicked out
Idk
Has a horrible relationship with his parents
Based on a story of my friend but he ate dandelions and acted high once
Autistic/ADHD. Idk which one
Cuz i can look at him and picture both
Maybe he has both?
Im not touching gender but sexuality? Definetly a women lover. I don't see him liking men tbh
Bunny is cute tho
I just think he works better with Kelly (that one girl from GGWK) or Tammy (but shes a fifth grader sooo...eughhh...)
Got into his parents addiction stash
He now has bad habitz
That man listens to gorillaz you cant say otherwise
Either that or
Bimbocore music
Just to be silly
Hes not his fathers son
His mom had an affair
His hairs WAY too blonde
Kennys dad has dirty blonde and so does Karen and his brother
But he has bright blond/marigold
Doodles all over his work
Mr garrison had to take points off his assignments cuz of it
Perfectly fine with being a chick for pretend
Batman hyperfixation
Actually no
Superhero hyperfixation
Batmans just his favorite
Clear parellels with batmans costume and mysterions
Eats dirt
Sometimes it has bugs in it (extra protein)
Def the mf to say "peepee poopoo" at a sleepover to keep everyone up
Speaking of
Dont fall asleep near him
He will draw a weewee on your foorehead and give you a mustache
Quiet in class
Loud asf with his friends
Thats all of em!!! Enjoy anons!!!!
#south park#southpark#sp art#south park fanart#south park headcanons#sp headcannons#sp hcs#kenny mccormick#south park kenny#kenny south park#sp kenny
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Road to 4☆TOWN
part 60 | part 61 | part 62 | part 63 | part 64 | part 65 | part 66 | part 67
“Ugh, this thunderstorm is driving me crazy.” Jesse groaned as he rocked Marcel. “Poor little guy is still pretty shaken up.”
“Figures.” Selina stared out the window. “He was almost asleep, too. Damn weather.”
“Hear that? Mommy’s gonna fight the weather for you.” Jesse said to Marcel. “She’ll probably win. She’s pretty scary when she’s mad.”
Just then there was a knock on their door.
Selina furrowed her brow as she headed out of the nursery. “I wonder who that could be. It’s nearly 10pm during a thunderstorm.”
“Probably just one of the neighbors dropping off our mail again. It always gets mixed up.” Jesse rolled his eyes. He looked down at Marcel and noticed him falling asleep. “Babe, you might not even have to fight the storm. He’s almost out.”
“Well, that’s good.” Selina’s voice responded. “Cuz we have another problem.”
“Wait, what?” Jesse left the nursery to join her by the front door.
“Uh, hi, Jes.” Sean waved awkwardly, wrapping his arm around Danny. “Can we crash here for the night?”
“What the—…why—…” Jesse stared at them, struggling to find the right words. “You guys are soaking wet! Do you know how dangerous it was to walk all the way over here in a storm like this? What even happened?”
“Jesse, calm down for a sec.” Selina grabbed his arm. “First, let’s warm them up and get them into something dry.”
Jesse sighed. “You’re right. C’mon, boys.”
Some time later, Sean shivered on the couch with a towel around him and a cup of hot tea.
“You should really drink the tea, honey.” Selina nodded. “It’ll make you feel better.”
“I appreciate it, Selina, but I don’t really like t—”
“Drink the tea.” Jesse glared at Sean.
Sean started gulping the tea. “Okay, yeah. That felt really good.”
“So care to explain what you and Danny were doing out this late?” Jesse pressed him.
“Babe, chill.” Selina stroked his hair. “They’re okay now.”
“I mean, I get it. I’d be worried, too.” Sean said quietly. “But trust me, it was a better decision to come here than staying at home. I got into this huge argument with Mom about that phone you gave me and being around you and…well she got really mad when I told her I was gonna take Danny and run.” He started shaking again. “I know I shouldn’t have said it. Danny tried to get in the middle to calm us both down, but then she just shoved us in our room and locked the door. She said she’d let us out when we figured out how to be grateful sons, but once she was gone we snuck out the window.”
“Ugh, she’s getting worse.” Jesse ran a hand through his hair. “I knew she’d be angry about what happened the other day, but I didn’t think…” He sighed. “It wasn’t right of her to take out all that anger on you.”
“I mean, I’m okay. I’m more worried about Danny.” Sean admitted. “Before we snuck out he started shaking and hyperventilating. It took me ten minutes to get him to stop.”
“Lina, what’re we supposed to do?” Jesse looked over at her. “You know Giovanna’s gonna come looking for them here. I’m not letting her take them back, but that won’t stop her from trying.”
“Well, we’ve got some time before she even realizes they’re gone.” Selina shrugged. “We can figure that out together. For now, let’s just get these kids to bed and talk more in the morning.”
Silence settled over the room, disturbed only by the heavy rain and bouts of thunder.
“Okay, I’m done.” Danny came out of the bathroom with a towel on his head. “Your guys’ water pressure in the shower is excellent.”
“Ooh, it’s my turn! I wanna try it.” Sean practically sprinted into the bathroom.
“What’s with you guys and bathrooms?” Jesse shook his head in confusion. “You spent, like, half an hour in there when you first came over.”
“Bathrooms are sacred.” Danny shrugged casually. “All the most important things you do are in the bathroom.”
“Maybe not all of them, but whatever…” Jesse mumbled to himself.
Danny squinted at him.
“Are you feeling a little better, sweetie?” Selina offered a gentle smile.
“Yeah, I’m a lot warmer now.” Danny plopped himself in Jesse’s lap. “But also kinda tired.”
“Then why don’t you go to bed?” Jesse narrowed his eyes. “If you fall asleep out here, I can’t carry you in there. You’re not five anymore.”
“But why not?” Selina asked. “You carry me around all the time.”
Jesse shot her a look.
“Let him sleep on you or you’re not getting any cuddles tonight.” Selina crossed her arms.
“Why do you always do that?” Jesse shook his head as Danny got comfortable in his lap. “You constantly lord your power over me. Can’t a guy catch a break?”
Selina just stared at him.
“Yeah okay, baby. You’re right as always. I’m sorry.” Jesse averted eye contact.
Selina giggled and petted him. “Good boy.”
#4town headcanons#4town fanfic#4town jesse#4town robaire#4town z#4town aaron t#4town taeyoung#turning red#turning red 4town#4town#4townie
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"we had food, but weren't always fed. we had bathrooms but weren't really taught hygiene. we had books and could read, but weren't taught the days of the week or the order of the months. and yet we were expected to fully know all of these things anyway."
(this is a different anon)
Fuuuuccccckkkkkk the wasn't rlly taught hygiene thing hit way to God damn hard,,,, I didn't know u were supposed to like, scrub when u showered or bathed untill I was 12. Fuck my mom didn't even buy me a loofa or anything untill I was THIRTEEN!!!!!!
My parents didn't teach me shit either they just sat me in front of educational shows and let pbs do the work for em.
Fuck! I learned how to walk from the FAMILY DOG!!!!!! and on top of that at the ripe age of one and a half already had a habit of hiding things as I hid the fact that I knew how to walk for an unknown amount time!!!!!
My mom can't remember what my first word was, because it was a whole sentence and that sorta rlly pisses me off to think about.
Parents fucking suck. My parents were, well they were better then their own parents by a landslide but that doesn't mean they were great. They tried, but, two PTSD riddled parents does not a sane child make.
Also rlly digging the distinction u made between abuse and neglect, cuz, like, words are weird in how the brain processes them even when they're technically considered similes.
Fuck I have to many thoughts spring time S.A.D. is a bitch
They tried, but, two PTSD riddled parents does not a sane child make.
haha... same. idk what happened to my mom but shes kind of like a robot, and not in the swag autistic way, in the "she is so surface level and any glimpse i see into a real person under there is fleeting despite be literally living with her and knowing her my entire life. something is wrong with her."
and my dad just clearly has PTSD, among various other issues. i mean he lived through a civil war, it makes sense, but if you imply he has mental health issues he'll KILL YOU and go on a two hour rant about how mental health isnt real cause that's like.. an american thing or something.. idk.
sucks about the S.A.D, but im glad you can relate. i used to be mad that my mom didn't know my first word either, but i figured "eh, there's six of us, I guess it just became less important"
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I'm always the one that's called a Negative Nancy who has to imagine problems for us, but I'm also always the one who ends up being right. I'm NOT a pessimist. I am a realist with too much life experience to view the world in any other way than what it is.
I told Dave at the last motel that we cannot bring too much stuff into the room because it'll be hell to clean up after. It'll be a bitch to move all that shit once we're eventually kicked out. Well, we got told 3 days before we had to leave, that we had to go, and he conveniently couldn't manage to help me or Bethy in moving shit, and then conveniently wasn't there the day the whole drama went down with the van losing all gas, the battery dying, and then the place we paid to move to, telling us we couldn't stay cuz they claimed Dave stole pillows when we stayed there a year ago.
We get to this place by pure fortune cuz of Bethy's brother's generosity, and Bethy and I move the necessities up 3 floors by ourselves. He finally comes along and insists on bringing even more shit into the room. Bring more stuff in again and again.
After almost a month, he throws a tantrum over the water pressure in the shower and demands to be moved to a better room, only to get a much smaller room for the same price, with worse AC, worse water pressure, no hot water, a TV too far away from the only chair he has access to, and the beds even smaller than the others. And he STILL kept bringing more stuff inside the room when I told him we don't need even more stuff here. Stop bringing in plastics. Stop bringing in more clothes. He's been talking about getting the roasting pan up here(despite how we never have meat to put in it). Don't bring up the air fryer or the coffee pot. They aren't allowed anyway since there are no sprinklers or fire alarms in this place.
But NOOOOOOO, he couldn't be bothered to listen to me.
So here we are.
We get a call from the front desk. We took too long to get to it so we don't know what it was for. I was trying to sleep, and something told me I should probably get up, but I've been so sick as of late that I'm exhausted all the time for no good reason.
A few minutes later, a bunch of guys knock on the door. Dave left this room absolutely filled with shit this morning. Not only is there too much stuff, but he just tosses things wherever the hell he wants with no care as to how it impedes us(and mom, who is disabled). They say they need to check the AC cuz it's old af. I sleep in front of the AC on the floor. I have to move so much shit all over the room in record time so they can have room to do whatever. Including garbage cuz 4 ppl really make a lot of garbage in little time, and Bethy is at school now so it's just me who is of able body to do anything.
The room looks like a damn mess. It's all Dave's shit and mostly his garbage on the other side of the room. All stuff he brought in and couldn't even put in an orderly fashion. So they come in, look around and remove the front of the AC, make notes, say a bunch of stuff in a language I can't understand or even place, and then leave. IDK if they plan to come back, but I cleaned up what I could as quickly as I could anyway.
I'm winded, my throat is killing me, and I'm still fucking sick. I should not have to spend my day cleaning up after Dave's messes so suddenly.
So anyway, mom and I are preparing for bad news about not being able to stay here cuz the state of this room was not up to par. We handle our own garbage just fine. We keep our side of the room pretty decently set imo. Why can't Dave be bothered to do the same? He's always forcing Bethy to do shit as if she's the only other person here and he doesn't eat, sleep, and shit like the rest of us.
I really wish it could be as simple as kicking his ass out, but in situations like ours, it just isn't viable. And it sucks.
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Pls can u do Eddie Munson x sick reader <333
I’m sick right now and it’s killing me lmao
Of course! I hate being sick dude it's the worst. Wrote this in second person cuz I'm tryin to move away from 1st. I hope you feel better soon <3
Pairing: Eddie Munson x Sick!reader
Summary: When you don't show up for school your favorite super senior stops by to see what's wrong
I had been sleeping most of the morning away. After my mom saw the fever blushed cheeks and red nose she sent me back to my room for the day. It was less of a prison sentence and more of a saving grace because school was kicking my ass at the moment. Luckily my body let me sleep another couple hours before waking me up in a cold sweat. My neck is stiff, nose is clogged on one side making to impossible to breathe and I realized I had sweat through my current shirt.
Opening the windows was not an option as the frigid temperatures in Hawkins would probably give me pneumonia. Guess suffering is my only option, how fun. I sneeze harshly and then blow my nose for the umpteenth time since I've been awake.
I got up slowly to take a shower in an attempt to sweat it out, I read somewhere that that works so might as well give it a try. The steamy bathroom helped open open nose as she stood in the mist of the shower. After a couple minutes of hot water it was time for normal room temperature to help get the layer of sweat off of my skin. Being sick meant that grimy feeling just doesn't go away but this shower was doing wonders for me right now.
The fresh feeling was something I cherished even if I were still super sick. Getting dressed in a huge shirt Eddie left behind and a new pair of underwear I walked over to my portable radio and turned it on before heading to my bed with a book.
"Mom! Can you get me some medicine please" I yelled opening the book and leaning back. I listen for a response before realizing she's as work and I'll have to get it myself. No chance, I'm staying in this bed and sleeping it off.
Tears for Fears began playing on the radio taking my focus away from the book and instead making me think of Eddie. Not that he likes this song but it was on the radio the day after I realized I was in love with him. From the day he asked me out until then we had spent every single moment together. It was infectious, I wanted him to be apart of everything I was doing that summer. He drove me to work, picked me up, we ate together went to sleep together ran around town blasting music together.
He was driving me home late after a perfect day together as I changed the station, tired of hearing all the same shit. When I finally found it he rolled his eyes but didn't change it. That's when I knew he loved me too, he let me play this song. He didn't complain or demand I shut it in the name of everything that is good because it was going to melt his ears off. Instead he just kept driving letting me belt out all the lyrics and use his hand a microphone in the passenger seat.
Now sitting in my room I can't help but miss him.
"somethin happens and I'm head over heels" I mouth the words. I know that if I had tried to sing it would give me a headache plus I don't really have the energy for anything more than I'm doing.
When the song ends I decide it's time to get medicine even if I really don't want to move because my fever hasn't gone down at all and it's only 3:30. Grabbing my blanket and wrapping it around my head and body I stand to leave my room.
Just as I open my door I hear the doorbell. Fuck me I cannot run. I try to hurry down the stairs which makes me cough. The person is slamming on the doorbell repeatedly.
"jesus fucking Christ I'm coming don't get your panties in a twist" I mutter finally making it to the door and opening it.
I'm greeted by a very impatient looking Eddie Munson. His face melts at the sight of me.
"oh princess look at you" He breathes out engulfing me in a hug.
"stop it you'll get sick!" I try pushing into his chest but he holds me even tighter.
"I don't care, just had to come see my girl" He speaking into the blanket on top of my head. I pull us out of the doorway and onto the couch where he sits first and then has me sit on his lap facing him.
"baby really, I'm gonna get you sick and then where would we be? Hmm?" I tell him.
"we'd both be sick in bed, cuddling, kissing, sharing snot rags and such" he says with a smile
"you're disgusting" I laugh. It turns into a cough so I turn away from him and lean into my elbow.
"when you didn't come to school I got worried. 'had to make sure you were okay." He says rubbing my back slowly. He looks so sweet I almost turn into a puddle right there.
"thanks baby. I feel like shit and I've sweat through my sleep shirt already." I complain.
"have you taken anything to help? Hmm?" He moves the hair out of my face before running his thumb along my clammy cheek. I shake my head slowly realizing I completely forgot why I was coming downstairs in the first place.
"tsk tsk. No good. You stay here and pick out a movie and I'll get you some medicine. Also his is for you but since you tackled me at the door I couldn't give it to you then" He holds up a bag I didn't even notice he was holding.
"I tackled you, sure whateveryousaygimmegimmegimee" I reply making grabby hands at my gift. He laughs again before muttering about my impatience.
When he's out of the room rooting through the family medicine cabinet I open the bag he got me. Inside I see a mess of pink fur, instantly I recognize what it is. I had been talking about Care Bears for monthsss, something about them was so cute I couldn't help but want one. Even if I was a senior and also prided myself on my independence I was over the moon. This day started horrible but this made me feel so good.
I picked out Labyrinth since we just rented it from Family Video and I had yet to sit down and watch it.
When he walks back into the room I do tackle him. He drops the medicine to the floor to catch me.
"thank you thank you thank you I love it!" I say into his neck. He adjusts his footing and starts walking back toward the couch.
"I'm glad you like it sweetheart," he sets me down before going to get the medicine and spoon off the floor. " I got that one specifically because the lady at the store said it was the 'love alot bear' which was pretty cheesy but it's true so.." he trails off and I can see the blush creeping up his pale neck.
I know what he means but I still want to hear him say it.
"What's true baby?" I ask sniffling and readjusting my blanket
"I.. love you a lot" He finally says it sitting next to me but shaking his head in an attempt to clear the air of that horrible joke.
"you're so cute. I guess I love you too" I say holding onto my new bear.
"yeah well I'm about to give you medicine so remember you said that"
"ew neverminded" I say pushing him away and making a gagging noise.
"come on it'll be quick, plus once it's over we can cuddle and I'll even give you a massage" He pleads as he pours the thick cherry flavored liquid onto the spoon.
"fine. Feet included in the massage and no complaining about my movie choice" I say scooting closer to him.
"whatever you want princess." He brings the spoon to my mouth and watches as I swallow it down making a sour face and shaking my head. I fucking hate it.
After he brings me juice and puts the spoon in the sink he takes off his reeboks and settles in behind me on the couch. Slowly as he rubs my shoulder I feel myself relaxing more. I couldn't ask for a better boyfriend even if he does say he wants to share snot rags with me.
We enjoy the movie in quiet company, he let's me play with his rings and kisses my neck even if it's sweaty. I feel my eyelids getting heavy as I lean back onto him. Soon I'm fast asleep clutching my new gift in one hand and Eddie's in the other.
I wake up again as he put's me on my bed.
"Eddie?" I ask groggily.
"just putting you in bed, your parents came home and asked that I carry you up."
"such a gentleman" I tease as I get comfortable.
When I don't feel the bed dip I open my eyes a little and find him putting his shoes on.
"can you stay?" I ask reaching for his arm.
"sorry sweetheart my uncle needs to get into the trailer and he lost his keys. I'll come back after if you want?" He asks
I nod my head and kiss his knuckles before falling back to sleep almost immediately.
Later I hear him before I see him He opens my window and hops down trying not to make noise but obviously horrible at it. I wait for him get into bed but when he doesn't I lean up and stretch again. His hair looks raven in the dark and his eyes glitter underneath my hanging lights.
"get in bed pretty boy"
He smiles but bends to pick something off the floor.
"You need more medicine, here" he already has it on the spoon so it's not like I can fight it now. When did he even bring that up here? Whatever. I still groan as it goes down and kick my legs around to get the blankets off.
"someone's quite the child when they're sick" He jokes taking off his jeans
"shut up you're literally the worst when you're sick' I say turning to lay on my stomach and fanning out over the whole bed.
"that's true. you're still a whiney baby though"
"get in this bed or I swear I'll start yelling and then you'll have to fight my dad" I smirk into my pillow
"I'd rather jump out the window with no pants on, he's scary"
I chuckle at that and make space for him on the bed.
He lays close, not touching anything but my hand which he strokes gently trying to ease me back to sleep.
"thanks for staying with me baby, I love you and my new bear so much"
"I love you too. Glad I got to skip English class to get covered in snot." He chuckles. Right on cue I have to sneeze, it comes out full force and I blow my nose again before laying back down.
"what were you saying earlier about wanting to share snot rags?"
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson fanfic#eddie munson#eddie munson fanfiction#eddie munson x sick!reader#eddie x reader#eddie stranger things
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aggressively pathetic numbers on these old Chris units
I actually have massively shitty bad luck when it comes to completing Chris, especially the old ones. I had to BUY these from the medal shop every month until I got enough copies to complete them. Same with many of her other units.
Unlike the newer units, these old units could only be Special Awakened through their specified quest.
Requirements are: Lv. 70 + Ascension stage 4
And unlike the new units, these Special Awakening quests unlocks a special story. I guess they were quickly running out of stories to do while pumping out unnecessary units every goddamn month. Stupid management can’t figure out how to just fix the old units so they won’t have to rack their empty brains for new stupid shit to bait players with.
[GIGA ZEPPELIN]
Hibiki is helping to water the garden because the one in charge had to go home early so she volunteered, and Miku is helping too. Chris is telling them to hurry up because they have to go training.
She gets fed up and grabs a hose. Miku warns her that using the hose will kill the plants. Chris was actually planning to aim the hose upwards to create a rainfall shower effect. my girl is so smart :’)
They receive an alert about Alca-Noise nearby so they go there. A rogue alchemist summoned a lot of them.
Chris tells HibiMiku to stay out because this is her job.
[END; Quest battle starts]
Now let’s enjoy her pathetic stat increase :)
It’s pointless to waste mats to unlock her SA skills because this game operates on stupid powerscaling, and this is a Chris unit so it’s extra weak.
[ARTEMIS EIDOLON]
Chris is training to improve the use of the Kimono Gear with KiriShira.
Later, she’s wondering how to get better at using the bow and arrow because she’s having difficulty at it. She meets Miku, who informs her that their school has an archery club, and is willing to introduce her to the club’s director, who is an acquaintance.
At the kyudo club, Chris is still awkward at introducing herself, and when Miku was about to excuse herself, she looks at the flustered Chris and goes “Actually, I’d like to be included in the tour.” Mom of the century. :)
The director teaches Chris the proper kyudo form, and Chris is doing badly at it, shooting like a dumbass. She has to endure it to get better at using the Kimono Gear.
Miku: Why do you fucking suck (I can’t remember what she said cuz I didn’t take a screenshot)
Chris: I’m just trying to follow what I’ve been taught.
Miku: Right... That’s good and all, but Chris should shoot the way Chris does.
Chris: But that form is too crazy. (she’s saying “But that would mess up my form” but idk how to translate this in a way that fits with Miku’s response.)
Miku: It’s cool to be crazy like Chris!
Chris imagines the targets as enemies and shoots them up. Miku cheers for her success. The director says “As long as it’s not in a proper tournament” or something like that. Kyudo is basically the gymnastics of archery.
Her phone rings and they’re called to a mission.
Chris acknowledges Miku’s help saying “Because of you, I realized something important. I’ll just be myself, so I’ll just shoot what’s ahead of me without thinking too hard!”
[END; Quest battle starts]
MikuChris supremacy real...
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Call Me Grams 3
* In the kitchen*
Mariah: The first time you brought a girl home. You must like her a lot
Vaughn: ...You can say that
Mariah: I hope you're serious about her Vaughn. She seems like a very sweet girl
Vaughn: She is grams...she is
Mariah: You aren't your father. You need to do better and if you are serious about Miss Veronica, you need to BE better.
Vaughn stays quiet, it's been on his mind for a while, and he knows Veronica can do better. Someone who knows what they want to do in the future someone determined.
Mariah: It doesn't help that he approached veroinca with less than great intentions. He doesn't know where he stands anymore. He wants Veroinca close but he knows he doesn't deserve it
Vaughn: I know Grams don't worry
Mariah: Good. I want to hear good news only. Now let's eat
Dinner goes great, the room is filled with laughter and Mariah's attention is all on Veroinca asking her question after question. Brooklyn also tries to embarrass Vaughn whenever she can. Before they know it, it is dark outside and Brooklyn suggests they stay the night
Mariah doesn't give them a chance to argue. Vaughn takes veroinca to his room so they can get ready for bed. They shower and lay in bed together
Veronica: Your grandma is really sweet
Vaughn: Yea she's the best, I don't know what I would do without her and my cuz is a pain in my ass
Veronica: What about your dad?
Vaghun stays quiet he hates his dad. It's a shame his mom had to die and not that bastard
Vaughn: He is in San Myshuno
Veronica: Doesn't sound like you guys are close at all
Vaughn: Not at all he is a bitch
Veronica: Always bringing up bad feelings. You don't have to talk about it if you don't want to
Vaughn places his hands softly on Veroinca's face. He hates his dad so much. A weak man with no backbone and no morals. Being related by blood is probably the worst thing to happen to Vaughn
Vaughn: He's the reason my mom died...she was sick and needed money for surgery and treatment but Grams didn't have that kind of money. We asked him to help us out but he wouldn't even give us the time of day. Just a bastard who listens to only his mother
Vaughn: By the time we were able to get some funds, it was too late...she had passed. That bastard didn't even attend her funeral. The next time we saw him was when I was in high school. He was asking to take me back to San Myshuno since his current wife couldn't give him a son
Vaughn: He's a piece of shit and you don't ever have to worry about him. Not Ever.
Veroinca moves out of Vaughn's embrace and cradles his head in her chest
Veronica: Im sorry Vaughn your dad fucking sucks" Vaughn hugs her back
Vaughn: Yea the fucking worst
Talking about his father always makes him want to throw up, he hates that man so much. But talking to Veroinca in her arms calms him down, he feels so secure and warm in her arms that he doesn't want her to let go. He doesn't want to ever let go.
#my sims#sims 4#sims 4 screenshots#sims 4 gameplay#sims 4 legacy#sims#sims 4 creator#sims 4 maxis match#sims 4 cas#thereevesfamily
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sorry i've been gone for a bit! i'm alive and doing quite a bit better. Was discharged from the hospital. Personal shit below.
soooo i got hospitalized for trying to die on everyone. the psych ward was pretty nice even though it was boring as fuck. literally all there was to do was watch TV or draw, so yeah. I did learn that i hate commercials with a passion and the BK commercial was sung flat on PURPOSE because they're trying to be more #relatable. Makes me not wanna get BK. Forgot how fucking horrible cable TV was. Glad I don't have it. It's like 55% commercials 45% shows. A real cesspool of garbage if you ask me.
This ward would have you ask for anything though, but I figured out the purpose is to get you used to asking for help. Yeah, it takes away autonomy because you had to ask for towels and for them to unlock the shower, ask for snacks, ask for personal hygiene items, etc, but at the very least it helped me get used to asking for things instead of just silently suffering. The staff was really nice to me and I made a couple friends.
Charlie, I know you don't use tumblr, but you're a wonderful human being and I hope you stick to your discharge plan because you deserve to be happy. You were the brightest light I saw in the ward, and people love you because you're just so easy and fun to be around. Naynay I hope your mom doesn't make your schizophrenia worse. You were fun to talk to about anime and cats. I wish you the best, and hope you can live your bisexual life to the fullest. Beth, you have a beautiful family and I hope you're feeling well enough to get through school despite the language barrier. You're brilliant. You got this. Josh, I'm sorry I called you buddy and I hope you start trusting the staff enough to take your meds. Evelynn, I hope you also start taking your meds. You were very kind to me and deserve to not be plagued by shit. I hope you're able to start trusting people again soon. It's not easy, but you're a strong, confident woman who can do anything you set your mind to.
But enough mushy stuff.
I found out just how badly I was being treated by my family. I didn't quite realize it until my beloved Jaspie also had to deal with them. They treated him very poorly, but also were incredibly tone deaf about the entire situation. My parents, who are divorced, couldn't bury the hatchet to support me. They were competing with each other the entire time, and were very performative. I'm still coming to terms with the trauma inflicted and just how much it affects me today. I'm 27 and still dealing with it. I have trouble asking for help, feeling my emotions, and trusting others to have my best interests in mind. I. Am. Traumatized. I have trauma. It's ok. I'm allowed to have these issues. I have panic attacks. I didn't even realize that's what was going on until I was hospitalized and had the safety of the ward. I didn't have tools needed to deal with those, tools to identify my emotions, or tools to deal with my trauma. While I'm still a work in progress, I'm going to be ok I think. I got medication that works and tools to help my mental health.
It's ok to admit yourself to a psych ward. If you do, you'll be able to check the ward before you go and make sure it's a good, reputable place to go. Pass the burrito test n' stuff. Plus, the staff will give you a bit more freedom with stuff cuz, at least, you were cognizant enough to recognize that you needed help.
The staff set up appointments with my psychiatrist and therapist for me. All I have to do is get online and click on the email to go to my appointment. It was really helpful that I didn't have to worry about that.
Speaking of things I didn't have to worry about, Jaspie, if you're reading this far down, I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me this past week. You helped me realize that it's not my fault that I'm like this. It was definitely my parents that fucked me up. You had to deal with them for a short while, but you immediately could tell that they weren't good for me. I was a child and got beaten for it. I was a child and got screamed at for it. I was a child and was abused and all this stuff finally came boiling over. I'm sorry that this was something that I had to go through. You were an unstoppable force of love throughout my week there. An indomitable, shining light that phased through space, time and reality just to support and love me unconditionally. I'll love you forever and always.
Chase, thank you for being here for me when I got out. We're going to make luhzaga tonight. You helped me get my computer back to a working order through a friend, and support me when my dad had me visit one day after I was discharged. Your hilarity, actions, and love for me mean more than I can express.
And lastly, Molly, my god dude. You were more supportive than my family too. Thank you for loving me. Thank you for caring about me. Thank you for calling me without being asked.
I digress, but TLDR;
GET THERAPY. GO TO THE FUCKING PSYCH WARD IF YOU WANT TO KILL YOURSELF.
Bitch.
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Didn't really feel like going to class today like I said last night but still have a busy day.
On Saturday C and I took Twix to the dog park and then went to Petsmart to enroll her in training classes and got 2 no-pull chain collars and a clicker. Today I used the Quick Release Prong Collar + the clicker to walk her and it went BEAUTIFULLY. I couldn't be more proud of her. For the last month I have been eating, drinking, living and dreaming dog training. I've looked up so much info that my head is spinning (in a good way).
Gizmo's staying with us until my sister gets back from Florida in 2 weeks and I've been trying to teach her how to sit. Mostly as a dare bc my sister never taught her a damn thing and she thinks she's too old to learn. I'm a firm believer that you can teach a senior dog super simple things. Gizmo's 8 years old and she has -100% obedience or training. That's bad.
I've been working with Twix and trying to socialize her and get her exposed to everything and so far it's been going faaaaaar better than I could've hoped for. I had to finally let go of that fear that she couldn't be fixed and most of it was MY fear so working with her has really shown me what a colossal dumbass I've been. Guilt from the depression was eating me up inside but gnawing on that old wound wasn't gonna do her or me any good so I had to drop that and got to work. Soon she won't be reactive to anything. She does seem to have a problem with babies and small kids so we really need to work on that.
Finished eating lunch and now I'm gonna take a shower and go get some groceries. Gonna come back home and put away everything and take Twix with me to go put gas in mom's car. Borrowing hers cuz mine's in the shop (🙄 hopefully it'll be quick, cheap and be actually fixed).
Thinking of pasta for dinner tonight.
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Hello insomnia
Hello insomnia
And hello people reading
Im not really expecting much attention on this but it would be cool if it did i just wanted to have a place to vent anonymously on a platform in sorta used to.
To be honest im surprised that tumbler has lived for so long but then again people are sucker for this kinda stuff i guess
As of writing this its 2 days before i become a sophomore in high school, I want to buy a pink vest because my sister wont let me barrow her’s despite never wearing it. Im currently listing to Achilles come down by gang of youth from the album go farther in lightness. My boyfriend isn’t responding to any of calls or texts so i out on a timer to see how long it will take for him to respond my girlfriend is sound asleep. I am polyamors and i am gender fluid so use any pronouns.
Im the middle child of three i have a older sister who’s judgmental and a bitch she didn’t used to this way she graduated from high school but wasn’t able to because of a bitchy teacher being to slow to grade things shes a picky eater and always has to have a say in what ever i do shes gonna be a horrible roommate cuz she cant even keep up with simple chores and has to be reminded to throw away razors after collecting rust over 3 times back to back. Is this really the person i should be looking up to? I don’t know i don’t want to shes load and obnoxious and is bitchy if you wake her up a little to early. She has a job but cant even fucking drive so my ma has to drive her i kinda hate her right now we got McDonalds today and i told her that i was gonna finish her drink cuz i didnt get one and she made it appernt that she heard but later was surprised that i actually did and got bitchy about it saying that she expected me to leave some and later said “Thats why i dont get you stuff” like excuse me? Ma paid for this shit and last i checked you cant fucking drive so shut the fuck up
I have a little sister shes 8 months old and is a cutie but is very much a druma queen shes gonna be a child of god aka she is going to get baptized i love her im nervous if she does end up looking up to me but my boyfriend says not to worry cuz “The world needs more people like you” so ill try and not to worry
My mother
i have mixed feeling about her shes doing her best
thats what i can mostly say
She was a teen mom
14 she had my sister 16 she had me its very obvious that me and my sister were mistakes and thanks to that i have lots of issues but its not her fault she has gotten better threw the years ans is loving but can get annoyed shes overwhelmed with the birth of the baby so im trying my best to help her around the house and she knows im gay and dosent really care but asks me to keep from her husband
so lets talk about him i have a history with grooming and well sexual assault i spoke out about it around the 6th grade but nothing much happened because the man who did it was my mothers boyfriend he had let himself into the bathroom during my showers and touched me and made me do things i didn't want to do like touch him and i had known him for most of my life because my bio father had been deported so yea back to the boyfriend he gaslighted me into thinking it was a misunderstanding so nothing happened that being said they broke up because of his lack of free time this lead me to go into a depressive state and i almost overdosed
Now to the husband
hes creepy sometimes
like just the way he acts the other day i was laughing cix of my girlfriend and he started just being weird he patted my head and like jabbed his hand into the back of my neck it was creepy and like he walks around shirtless
this is making me uncomfy so imma stop
im currently listing to i wanna be yours by artic monkeys from the album am
thanks for reading this and giving a stanger some time have a good day or good night
with love
insonia
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Wanna start to wear nail polish more often again, even though I can't wear fake nails or let mine grow out, I like to have a little bit of contrast on my fingers, as it is with my wolf paws (white fur, dark grey claws). Last times I've always used pitch black- which is cool- But it's literally the only one I had left (cuz I bought this one 11 years ago lmao) and today while my mom went out to buy some stuff, I asked her, if she can bring me a dark grey nail polish. And she literally found the perfect one. Couldn't have been a better one fr. I feel like wearing this one will make me euphoric af, cuz it has the exact color of my claws c:
(btw while she and the stepmonster were gone, I was under the shower, with Mimi in the room, cuz I had to take care of her and it's quite hilarious how she literally sat almost the whole time in front of the shower and watched me 😭😂 must have been interesting to her.
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Same thing happened to me. Different circumstances, but yeah it is super painful. My mom didn't tell me what I period was until I got it for the first time, and I wasn't even with her. I was at my grandmother's house and had to learn what they were from her, my mom only explained it to me after.
She also hasn't taught me hygiene either. I know the basics of course, the really obvious ones that are easy to do. Anything else? Hell if I know. I don't even know how to properly wash my hair, I have dandruff constantly. She complains about it, but she sure as hell isn't gonna teach me how.
Anyways, I wanted to write this to tell you that you aren't alone. This shit is incredibly common, for whatever reason. It sucks, but my advice is to just try. Focus on the now, and just try your best. Tacky advice, I know, but Focusing on the now will get you to the future. And that way you can prepare yourself for it, and actually know how to do it.
(You don't have to answer this ask, I just wanted to send some words of encouragement :D)
thank you, it feels really nice when people offer their stories unprompted like this <3
my mom taught us the basics too, by which I mean she TOLD them to us and barely ever enforced them. I've gotten better at showering regularly (probably still less than most people though) but I cant fuckin STAND brushing my teeth. it makes my mouth feel sooo gross and i never got into the habit of it so it's still difficult.
I used to have HORRIBLE dandruff too, and it itched so bad that I would scab my head all over scratching at it. turns out I have seborrheic dermatitis (diagnosed via tumblr user saying I might have it, and then a nurse confirming it lmao) and now I use a medical anti-dandruff shampoo from like. walgreens or something! I think its called selsun blue or something, so idk maybe that'll help?
ALSO FUCKING. I HAVE SO MANY ISSUES WITH HAIR. so im mixed and my mom has straight hair cause shes very white. so i am FUCKED cause god knows she wont learn to do black hair. but my hair isnt as tightly curled as my other siblings either, so im kind of just left floundering cause idk what kind of hair i even HAVE so how do i figure out how to take care of it??? all i know is that shampoo goes before conditioner ;O;
ANYWAY yeah you're advice here is actually pretty solid. unfortunately the truth is that when it comes to hygiene, you just have to try to do it consistently.
one thing that helps me take showers (and this is advice i got from ppl with ADHD, which i might also have idk) is to either set a timer or just don't. think.
if i think too much I'll never take a shower cuz i'll be thinking about how hard it is and how long it will take.
but if I think "i should shower" and just ride that thought out then I can collect all my things (towel, bodywash, etc) and go to the shower before I have the chance to change my mind.
my hygiene is still probably "gross" to most people but I've improved a lot so i'm proud of myself.
sorry for the ramble hah, I appreciate the encouragement <3
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