#in January im cutting back my hours at work

[quiltedlovers]

*through gritted teeth* this will be worth it this will be worth it this will be worth it

#growing weary of the grind lads #i was not cut out for the zero free time lifestyle #but it’s just until the end of the semester #in January im cutting back my hours at work #and i only have 5 classes next semester #tentatively hopeful to be able to have one day of no school no work no commitments in my week then #that’s supposed to be saturday this semester but i have so little time during the week i have to do my little chores plus so much #schoolwork which like. I shouldn’t complain about because I’m fortunate to have the physical health and the resolve to go at this pace and #to perform well in school while being able to pay my way without debt #but nobody should have to go at this pace to make everything work u know #me and one of the dnd homies are in the same boat schedule wise and im really grateful to have their perspective on it being necessary to #have at least one thing you do just for yourself scheduled in to make sure you don’t completely neglect yourself #also that madman is planning another fucking campaign that neither of us have time for but you know what I did on my break at work yesterda #i started creating my new character

[charmedbystars]

for the plot...? pt 2!!!

pairing: 42-miles x reader

summary: a little meet up after your risky text.

content: no warnings!

a/n: im surprised you guys got me to write a part 2, it's pretty short tho..

part one here!

it was the 2nd of january. just hours after celebrations for the new year and people wishing for the next 366 days (leap year!) to bring them good luck and health. of course on the 1st everything was closed, everyone celebrating new beginnings with their loved ones, but now everyone is back to work a day later. 

so on the 2nd of january, you walked out of your apartment with the motive that you will get your healthy relationship for 2024. you didn’t even have to eat grapes under the table and you’re already on a move. 

walking up to the diner that you both used to eat at 24/7, you could already see him sitting at the booth. you felt a little bit of shivers go down your spine, the feeling that this could potentially work out or not. so pulling the door open and walking right in, shuffling into the booth that you both always sit at, you sit across from him. 

there’s a pause in the air, it was like the whole world was moving in slow motion. you honestly didn’t even know how to look him in the eyes. it was as if there was a big mystery, like where did the person who got all the courage to send that risky text go? because they were gone right now. out of the corner of your eyes, you could see miles lean back into the booth, crossing his arms before sighing out, “i’m here cuz i wanted to talk. don’t think that i jus be responding to texts for nothing.”

“i know, i know… i’m jus kinda nervous,” you fidgeted with your hands.

“you got nothing to worry about ma. you know i’ve always been yours,” and with that little line said, you had to stop yourself from breaking into a full smile. 

“i think i’m just nervous of going into this and it ending it like last time,”

“whatever happened last time was my fault. i didn’t try hard enough to fight for you, for us. i wanna start working on us now. i’ll make the time, mi corazon,” he reached his hand across the table, grabbing your fidgeting fingers and taking a hold of them. 

“miles, i don’t want you to take all the blame. there would be times that i wouldn’t hear you out-”

you got cut off, “i don’ wanna hear that. it wasn’t your fault.”

you just nodded before intertwining your fingers together, “i just want this to work… its been months and i still love you,”

“i love you too, never stopped,” and him saying that felt like a weight was taken off your shoulders. it was as if someone hit pause on a movie and they finally hit play again. 

“okay… then we got a lot we need to catch up on and this time extra dates and hangouts, maybe even sleepovers!” you started rambling off. 

“i’ll make sure to do allat,” 

“you promise?”

“i promise, my love.”

“pinky promise?” you grinned. earning an eye roll from him before he stuck out his pinky finger towards you. interlocking pinkies together was all you needed for that bit of confirmation. 

you two were soon interrupted, looking up to the waiter approaching with a milkshake and two straws, “here you two go,” and dropping it off at the table. 

“you remembered?”

“how could i forget?”

looks like this new year is turning out pretty good for you.

#miles morales x reader #spiderverse x reader #earth 42 miles morales #earth 42 miles morales x reader #miles x reader #earth42!miles x reader #earth42!miles #miles morales x you #miles g #e!42 miles morales x reader #miles morales #earth 42 miles fluff #earth 42 miles x you #prowler miles #miles morales prowler #atsv miles #astv #miles morales fanfiction #earth 42 #across the spiderverse #itsv #spiderman across the spiderverse

[bueckerssturns]

Does she even exist? - c. sturniolo

warnings: mentions of abuse and death, cursing

this will be from chris’s perspective (takes place when he’s 17-18 years old then it jumps till when he’s older at least 21-22) street names are made up! (they’re not famous in this)

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late night walks weren’t really my thing but tonight i felt like i really needed one especially to get an energy drink from the gas station a few blocks away from my house.

i felt my phone buzz looking down at it i see it’s a message from nate deciding ill read it later i check the time 1:45 am, shit i needed to get to the gas station before anyone notices i’m gone.

as i walked the streets the cool boston air hitting my face making my cheeks and nose turn a slight pink color, from the distance i can see the lights of the gas station.

at the corner of the gas station where the lights are dim a girl around my age is standing there alone she kept looking around as if she was looking for something or someone.

“hey, is everything alright?” i asked her my voice seeming to grab her attention as she slightly jumped “yes, i’m alright! sorry i’m just looking for my boyfriend” she spoke softly still looking around “is he in the store? maybe i could go get him or something” i spoke pointing at the store behind her.

“oh no! he’s at work but he should be getting here soon since he got off at 1:30.” she explained looking down at her watch i pulled out my phone to check the time 2:00am “do you know how far his work place is?” i said “yea he works at booster juice you know that restaurant that’s a few blocks away?”

“oh yea that’s a great restaurant! what’s your name by the way?” i asked now seeming intrigued by the strange girl in front of me “oh my name is y/n l/n what about you?” she replied now looking at me “oh i’m christopher sturniolo but you can call me chris, hey do you go to somerville high school?” “yea i do!” she smiled “really why haven’t i seen you around?” i asked “i don’t know i’m very quiet and get to class as soon as possible maybe that’s why” she said with a shrug.

we spent a good 30 minutes talking getting to know each other until i felt my phone buzz.

NICK:

where the fuck are you?! it’s 2:45am! you said you were going to get something from the gas station that was over an hour ago!

shit. i look at the time and it surely was almost three am i quickly replied to his message before putting away my phone. “sorry to cut our conversation short but my brothers are waiting for me at home, are you sure your boyfriend is coming? i mean it’s almost three am” asked looking around for any sign of a car approaching us. “oh yea that’s okay and yes im sure he’ll be here any minute don’t worry!” she smiled at me.

“well it was nice meeting you y/n i’ll see you around!” i said as i headed towards the store and grabbing the energy drinks and heading to the cash register i pay and head out, looking towards were y/n was standing just to see she wasn’t there anymore maybe her boyfriend did come pick her up after all.

-

five years later

“oh my gosh remember that one time when we had hockey practice you accidentally ran into the wall because you tripped over chris hockey stick?” laughed nate as we were talking about old high school memories.

“i remember that!” laughed matt across from me as he nearly spilled his soda.

“i remember this one time chris scared the shit out of me!” spoke nick from next to me.

“what how?” asked matt leaning forward now intrigued by the conversation “yea it was like around january or so we were the only ones awake so he said he was going to the gas station a few blocks away to get a few energy drinks he didn’t come back till nearly three thirty am! what were you doing there for a long time?” questioned nick looking at me.

“oh i ran into y/n” i replied shrugging my shoulders “y/n?” asked nate confusion taking over his features “yea y/n you know y/n l/n? she had shoulder length hair and y/e/c eyes?” i said describing her but not seeming to ring a bell to the three boys in front of me “are you sure she went to high school with us?” asked matt

“yea she told me!” i replied “hold up i have the yearbook let me go get it” spoke nate as he made his way into the house.

not even five minutes later he came back yearbook in hand placing it in the table in front of us and flipping through all the pages no sign of her anywhere.

what? did i imagine her? was she even real? does she even exist?

“what the fuck, i swear i met someone that night named y/n and she went to our school!” i said pointing at the book confused as to why she wasn’t there.

-

the next morning i made my way to the library to research her online i tried looking for her social medias but nothing popped up.

as i walked in i made my way to the back where the computers where, i pull up the research bar and type in her name ‘no matches found’ read the screen fuck.

‘y/n l/n somerville high school’ i typed clicking the enter key to see if anything popped up ‘256 matches found’ the screen loaded to a bunch of articles “bingo” i smirked scrolling through the articles most of them being about the awards she’s gotten for being the top of her class or how she was nominated for scholarships.

nothing seeming to grasp my attention all being the same thing but rewritten as i was about to give up on my research an article at the end caught my attention,

‘TEEN GIRL FOUND DEAD IN THE WOODS BEHIND A GAS STATION NEAR OAK STREET!’

read the title of the article catching my attention i double click on it to get the full story when a newspaper article appeared on the screen making my heart drop.

‘local teen girl known as y/n was found dead in the woods behind a gas station near oak street, police say they’re investigating the incident but as far as we know the victim had several bruises on her face and body the cause of death being stabbed in the back thirteen times, the murderer has yet to be identified.’

published:1/24/99

said the article i looked through the whole article trying to find out if they ever found out who killed her or any updates on her death but nothing was updated since 1999, meaning it was a cold case and she never got her justice.

until now.

i’ll make it my mission to find out who killed her and why they did it even if it’s the last thing i do.

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how we feel about this? should i continue it? lmkkkk !!!

taglist: @sturnioloslurps @patscorner @hearts4chris @arisslifee

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo fanfic #sturniolo x reader #fanfic #sturniolo smut #nate doe #nathan doe

[ligovskaya]

if we were villains

okay so, im gonna start rambling about a book, you're welcome to ignore it. but i love reading. and i read if we were villains in january '24. and i still can't get my fucking mind off it.

more under the cut, i can't promise it's gonna make sense but aaaa. also spoilers

so backstory, the girls and i decided to start a bookclub back in november. we decided that we could start with if we were villains because all four of us had the book and then another friend join and there were suddenly five of us. we thought that a month would be enough for all of us to read it. it is now march and we're still waiting for one of the girls to finish. that's absolutely fine, life can be so chaotic.

ANYWAYS, another friend finished it today and we just started talking about it. and hello, this book is so good, im sobbing. i actually spent like an hour crying after i finished the book because it was so good and my heart was fucking breaking.

THE STORY WAS SO GOOOOOOOOOD AND THE CHARACTERS WERE SO FLESHED OUT I LOVE THEM. they had such a depth to them and all their flaws made them so much more human and they were such an odd friend group but i loved them nonetheless.

don't even let me get started on the love oliver and james had for each other. and like i don't even know what to think of the ending? like truly. IS JAMES TRULY DEAD? IS HE ALIVE?? DID HE FAKE HIS DEATH??? what's going on????

some part of me wants him to be alive. him killing himself 6 years after oliver was incarcerated would be so anticlimaticcccccc. like he's waited for oliver for the past six years, please wait for 4 more so you two can fuck off to get married in a church in the middle of fucking nowhere and stay in a forest for the rest of their lives.

but on the other hand, this wouldn't be a tragedy without it. i don't know how to explain my thought process but there's something so freeing about a character death, sue me.

after i finished the book i was crying so hard, i couldn't see the fucking book. and after i calmed down, i documented what was happening to the girlies (without spoiling ofc) AND THEN I GET ASSAULTED BY "STICK SEASON" BY NOAH KAHAN PLAYING ON ONE OF MY INSTAGRAM STORIESSSS. particularly THIS PART

LIKE HOW FUCKING DARE YOU NOAH. THIS PART IS LITERALLY JAMES AND OLIVER AND YOU CAN PRY THIS IDEA FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS.

believe me, i started sobbing even louder after that. how fucking dare. i think i was so numb the next day when i woke up, the book fucking broke me.

this book is a masterpiece. even though im not really a dark academia girl and i haven't read a lot of the classics and shakespeare's works, i loved this book. it was so easy to find myself in all of the characters and connect with them on a level. and their friendship reminded me of my own group and i couldn't be more thankful for them. hopefully none of us turn out to be richard. i hope.

i can't really say that i have a favourite character but i longed to discover more of the relationship between james and oliver, and i kind of missed more of wren and fillipa. love those two girlies to death.

im not going to villain-ise meredith. she did what she had to do and she was struggling with an abusive boyfriend and honestly, good for her. i need more of her confidence for myself.

i love this book to bits and pieces and i beg everyone around me to read it because it's so good.

this was kinda lengthy, my bad. if anyone read up until this point; HI BESTIE, DON'T FORGET TO DRINK SOME WATER AND GET SOME FOOD AND RESTTTTT, LOVE YOU, YOU STRANGER ON THE INTERNET

#if we were villains #if we were villains spoilers #ligovskaya reviews books #if we were villains by m. l. rio

[floral-monsters]

It’s time for some quilt posting!

I visited my family in Alberta last week and was determined to spend some quality time not sweating my ass about my inbox. (Being on satellite internet helped a lot.) And come hell or high water I was going to finish something.

I set out to finish handquilting the giant beast I have— thinking I would just post up on the back porch and stare at the ground squirrels while working— but that was not in the cards. Because my mother has been learning to quilt as well.

You see, my mom has been learning quilting in fits and starts over the years. A table runner here, a rag quilt there, but not really a focused effort beyond making someone a gift or destashing the mountain of polar fleece she has on hand from making us kids clothes in the nineties and early aughts.

It wasn’t until my severely burnt out and depressed self came home for Christmas this past year and asked her to teach me to quilt that she also decided to learn conventional piecing quilting. She wasn’t able to teach me, but she shared her craftsy login with me and we stared down a bunch of YouTube videos together. She also drove me through the icy Alberta freeze to the quilt shop in Canmore and gave me two sizeable lengths of fabric she’d taken in from my Oma to bind and back the Frankie and Momo quilt I made in January.

Since then, she’s been motoring along on quilting projects and gifts at the rate that could only be maintained by a retiree determined to destash her, my grandmother and my oma’s lifetimes of built up fabrics. My mom, also being one of the rare people in this world with an honest-to-god pension, learns any new hobby by buying gadgets and toys for the hobby.

This is all to say: My mom has an accuquilt. This is a little crank power fabric die-cutting machine that is very very cool. And after using it to zoom through the cutting for a little sawtooth star block I got it in my head that I could probably do a simple start-to-finish quilt while I was visiting. (I wanted to play with the toy more)

(Yes I know that this is very silly and wiggly, but I was testing things and goofing around so be nice)

So it was off to that Canmore quilt shop again, in much nicer weather. And I dug out some coordinating colours from their sale section for blocks, backing and binding for less than thirty bucks. I then fed all the twoonie priced fat quarters through the diecutter and wound up with more than sixty charm squares in about half an hour.

That’s pretty fast— all my cutting at home happens on a coffee table and wrecks my back. She’s also got one of those fancy Stripology rulers so I was able to cut my entire binding in literal seconds. It’s witchcraft.

Put together a simple repeating layout and we were off to the races!

My mother also has a fancy new sewing machine with a start-stop button, thread cutter and more feed dogs than god. So I was able to zip through assembly WAY faster than on my ancient hand-me-down brother machine from the eighties. (Who I still love)

The whole quilt top was together before I knew it, and I’m getting less and less clumsy with my corners every time I do this so I was really happy. Used a Hera marker to make guides for the quilting, which surprised me by how well it held up to handling. I can probably recreate the effect with a clean butter knife at home!

Quilted the whole thing in rush and sewed the binding on in the car on our way to and from dinner. I somehow managed to not get carsick doing it too, it’s astounding. Im really happy with the results even though it’s a very simple design. This is the fastest I’ve done a whole little blanket like this and I’m glad I got so lucky with the sale fabrics available.

(Lucy also gave her approval once we got home yesterday, even though she wasn’t there to supervise.)

#quilting #beginner #trying to do some longer form blogging to see if I like it? #anyway this quilt will hopefully be something I can sit with when I’m wishing for a vacation #a happy place

[thewonderingsorceress]

// I know. I know. I know what you are all thinking. Wow they said they were going to come back and be on. Now it's been months.

I know I know and i know Ive been saying it alot but life has been knocking me down.

As soon as I said that My apartment gave me a weeks notice before they were going to be doing construction in my apartment that would require them to do work on an asbestos filled ceiling and the walls being open for over a month even tho i have cats and they wouldn't give rent reductions because tis "technically still livable because you have running water" So with such short notice i had to drive 4 hours away to a friend bc my works confidentially would be broken if i stayed, where my property manger used it as an opportunity to go into my apartment and take pictures of my apartment that was a mess bc i had alto of sudden health issues and then had to pack to leave for a month. She did this to get back at me for complaining to her about her lack of following the lease we have and offering a tenant who brought danger to me and residents multiple times a renewal of their lease. she then has been trying to use everything to get me out. So i was panicking trying to find a place to move which I couldn't find without me having a negative balance at the end of each month. So Im still trying while not being able to live in my apartment without issues because this woman literally fired every front desk person and got her people to come in and watch for me and other residents who have report her- ive literally had her come out of her office and stare me down when Ive goneto the lobby to pick up packages or leave. So I'm trying to move in January while working extra jobs to save some extra cash only to find out that my car got broken into and they attempted to steal it (I have an hyundai elantra with the immobilizer upgrade so they couldn't) and caused 8k worth of damage about and that's more than my car. So Im waiting for the adjuster to go out and decide if theyll pay it or if theyll give me a 2k check for my car and tell me good luck.

Along with that I was just denied an advancement at my current job that I was promised when I was hired and I am about to cut my last relative off/ go NC bc of the stress theyve been adding to my life and making it that much worse. While trying to study and save to be able to take another Bar Exam in February. So Im sorry IM trying I am. I havent even been super active on discord and that's where I'm normally super active.

#ooc #outofwater

[dogstarblues]

accomplishments 3/8/24

walked my dog

ran an errand to get my medicine (another black girl told my my hair is beautiful 😭 feeling highly blessed bc i was convinced it was a mess today)

ran an errand to give my dad a belated present

talked to my dad for 2 hours and didnt have a meltdown

ran to dunkin for a drink

ran to the grocery store to pick up a few things

read a book to cross off an item on owned TBR list challenge from The Server - hated it but i read it

sewed in lining partially for my friend's bag that i made

listened to an audiobook that just happens to be on the book bingo challenge sheet i made for myself

listened to Media Club Plus

made breakfast

made dinner

made the snack i posted earlier

filled out interview questions

this was the most ive been out on errands in almost 2 years. maybe 2 full years. the most ive driven my car in almost 2 years. possibly tbe most ive been on my feet. and i feel okay. i still dont want to hope im getting better. im scared this is just feeling okay for now. im scared ill go back to how i was. that i'll regress. im scared that this isnt progress at all that its a fluke. and thats the thing is: my CFS isnt going away. even if im going into remission something could trigger it years down the line and i could get sick again. i have to live my life constantly cautious from now on.

i wanted to do work today but seeing my dad took a lot out of me mentally. we talked about some heavy topics (my mental illness, my chronic illnesses, scratched the surface of my financial trauma that he partially inflicted on me) and like. idk. i dont think my dad knows how crazy i am. he had like an expression of fear??? almost??? when i told him (only slightly!!!) what mania is like and wbhat psychosis is like and that i still get delusions like that time this january i cut myself off from almost everyone for a week because i was convinced i was being shunned by everyone. or that time several years back i was up til 4am tearing apart the apartment and ranting trying to find the source of a smell that didnt exist in the space (burning cinnamon). like im delulu. ive made my peace with it and look at my irrationality with a fondness now. but im delulu. and always will be.

anyway i dont think he ever bothered trying to understand what bipolar disorder and chronic illness was until now, when he retired. idk something changed after his first year of retirement, its like he actually listens to me talk aboht my experiences instead of like reminding me over snd over that my birth parents gave me up and didnt want me and constantly bringing up my childhood instead of talking about my life now. hes less exhausting now is what im saying. still get flashbacks from seeing him tho.

tldr: i djd a lot. idk how to feel abt it. im scared to hope. today was mentally draining.

#dogstar speaking

[mythvoiced]

GET TO KNOW THE MUN

NAME?: Len, Lena, Lenlen, anything with that you can think of~

PRONOUNS?: any~ saw Winter on dash go 'agender hoes rise up' so this is me rising up--

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION?: primarily discord, IMs and I have just... we never hit it off, and with the way the notification thing keeps glitching-- i'll keep the chat open in that circle to not forget to reply, but i'll never know when something new comes in bc the notification disappears if you have the bubble thing there, which means if i do reply it takes me so long to realize i've been replied back-- BUT i mean ofc hit me up on IMs if you don't have my discy i will try to be THERE

MOST ACTIVE MUSE(S)?: Celebrity Verse Hyun oH HECK'S yeah, though i have to admit i don't have a lot of... muse muse per se, i could write just about anyone i guess, but no one's burning with activity/to be written

EXPERIENCE / HOW MANY YEARS?: gosh, my first mumu i opened back in january 2016, before that though i'd been rping already on other blogs... 2015-16? online at the very least, i remember i was rping on paper back in middle school before even knowing what it was lmao

BEST EXPERIENCE?: I HAVE to second Ferre, the group plots we got going on right now are basically single-handedly keeping me FIRED UP to write~ but if i may be lovey dovey, my best experience is just overall right now, or most of 2023, the moots i'm surrounded by, the way i'm gradually letting go more and more of insecurities and anxieties, i'm calming down and just... being blessed by superb writing & ideas~

RP PET PEEVES?: gosh, i don't know~? i do believe if i stumbled upon them, there'd be a few out there in the great big blue, but lately i've been having such a good dash and environment, i kind of forgOT FDKLGHLF i'll add it if i can think of anything at some point

FLUFF, ANGST, OR SMUT?: same as Ferre~ i'm in it for the character development, for the vibes, for the growth, for poking and prodding at psyches and morals and hearts, or just to figure out how people interact, i love just... the very concept of interaction itself~ i do angst >:3333 i do fluff :33 but i mostly do?? i have no idea how to describe it lmao but i don't do smut, i don't know how to and feel weird about it ♥

PLOTS OR MEMES?: I'M A CRIMINAL, I JUST KEEP STEALING FERRE'S ANSWERS BC SAME?? LKDSGJFLHG lately I've realized I do enjoy plotting more >:3 i used to be a pretty wing it kinda guy mostly because plotting translated to serious commitment in my head? and the mere thought of that was scawwy and exhausting, it felt like i was suddenly Planning and Strategizing in a work environment oh god, BUT THAT'S NOT WHAT PLOTTING IS TURNS OUT FDKLLLLLLLGH i had it all wrong~ it doesn't have to feel like business emails, it SHOULDN'T, it can be random ideas thrown back and forth and i absolutely adore that, i've been enjoying a fair amount of plotting lately >:3 and have ONLY BEEN WINNING~ that being said, memes are perfect for lil spin-off/filler episodes of ongoing dynamics, but especially good for ice-breakers (if we never interacted before, hmu~)

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES?: longer, i simply don't shut up~ i can do shorter, but they tend to lengthen naturally with time; i try to match my partner above all else, but there's always something i just... can't keep out of the damn text~ there are certain muses, though, that demand less text, characters like Diana are very curt and cut-off and it reflects in her threads and all that-- SO, before i completely derail, i go for long replies usually, but i can flex my flexing bones and do short too~

TIME TO WRITE?: GOSH, f*ck if i know at this point. it used to be in the evening, now it's just... whenever i have time & energy~ i don't work consistent regular hours, so there's no clearly defined work hours and leisure hours, so sometimes evenings, somethings mornings, sometimes weekdays, sometimes weekends, usually not afternoons, i do try to keep a queue going though so hehehe~ don't worry~

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S)?: maybe...? i don't know anymore-- KLDSJGLKGF realistically speaking, probably? at least some of them, mostly because the saying goes you put a bit of yourself in every character you create, i would also say because i have Too Many Muses so statistically i'm probably in there somewhere~

tagged by: their royal MIGHTINESS @stillresolved tagging: @theimpalpable @crue1 @usuhan @fablewrote @riiese @repetiita @voxvulgi @heirofhermes @sw4nsongs & YOU

#;ooc #;mun meme #btw is it just me or did the beta editor change layout in a way #it definitely did =.= something about that top bar is giving legacy editor but then again who am i #wanna know what took me the longest to complete in this meme? the pic i wanted to add DLKFGHKLFG #i couldn't make up my mind GOSH #;queue

[the-100th-witch]

so we're going through the process of preparing for moving and we have time but better now than later right?

blugh blugh blugh

(long)

but my mom's a hoarder so she's going manic and yea the stress and all that but like...she's making it a bigger deal than it really is.

She has expired food (that i went through and threw out she was ok with that bc again...expired food) and now she's going through the bathrooms and im pretty damn sure many of her shit is expired in there also. The closets are gonna be a nightmare bc she hoards clothes.

i moved back july 2022 after my friends and i moved out of our apartment and i was coming back to my home town bc of my job (which i am thankful i was living in my mom's place bc early 2023 i was laid off...) but basically yea it was a fight to carve a space for me bc i was moved out for 3 years and holy shit. i would visit and sleep here every so often but yea...

luckily i dont have much on my end (compared when i lived here like...pre moving out 2020 bc i got rid of a lot of things before my move then) but like it's hard to focus on getting my life prepared and on track with all this going on.

im already behind on my goals for January and yea i know thats on me but it's really hard to focus on myself or keep to my habits/begin new habits when my mom is so explosive. Already 2 times today she had mini-freak outs bc she was "missing" something (they were moved and in sight but she get's so frazzled that she just runs around like a chicken with her head cut off). I'm gonna have to just...go somewhere else during the day to get my shit done.

like i know i need to help and i do but i also dont like getting yelled at and listen im not a child anymore. I understand i dont have to live here and im working on that but damn dude...

the estimated time of the house being hopefully done is june/july 2024 (it has to be built) and my goal is to hopefully be moved out by then (and if not by summer 2024 at least some time in 2024) but allowing my mom (and sister) to monopolize my time (and emotional energy from my mom) is gonna really mess me up. Again i know i need to just make boundaries and be disciplined and try not to let other's emotions dictate my emotions and energy but that's what i was trying to start...this fucking year lmao maybe this is a test given by the universe? who the fuck knows.

tomorrow im gonna wake up early and clear out my bathroom (they have to take pictures for insurance or something) so im gonna get that done early in an hour so i can wrap that up and just get the fuck outta the house for the day. Wednesday my sister is taking the day off and helping with the kids stuff here and im deciding if i wanna stay and help or just fuck off. Like the kids stuff wont take long but i think my mom might lose her mind bc in her mind she thinks she needs that (she doesnt the kids are grown and a lot of it has been just sitting). I dont want bail on my sister but im dealing with my mother after the "clean outs" and it's been fucking draining. All day ive been anxious and tired from the clean out of the garage. I havent been sleeping bc of the anxiety (staying up until 2am) and every time i walk out of my room mom comes at me with more anxiety (which i get but im not in the mental place to take on HER anxiety and deal with mine).

i just feel like this all happened all at once and again, better to get it over with than later when the house is ready and they need to sell this house blah blah but damn dude. I was just coming out of a very dark month back in December and i was finally feeling hopeful to start January 2024 and it's hard not to feel like i fumbled it already (it's the third week of January and i got some stuff done but not really) and im allowing myself some grace but it's hard.

#personal #kinda of a rant but more of just getting it out #im tired and achy i hope i sleep tonight... #at the end of the day i need to be more disciplined and not let others sap my energy and take my time but it's hard esp as a people pleaser #im not giving up so if january ends up being a test month thats just how it is it's not over yet #im going bed night!

[cooganbegs-blog]

Of Ups and Downs.

It was a rollercoaster day today. I’m tired and emotional.

Down - every time I look at SBO and see how frail and skinny he is, how he only eats what I offer him by hand, no chicken anymore just the best raw steak I can find (I’ve never eaten steak like he is being served up on a daily basis! I’ve finally found something to burn my useless salary on!), the constant sobs initiated by his usual head pushed against me waiting for stokes.

Up - I finally feel I added some value to my team! God, I now have three people in my team and my fellow gal pal (marketing manager) gave some some tips and a spreadsheet to help setup my teams individual priorities for next quarter. I emailed it round this morning with direction on how I want us to priorities our work:

- a learning priority: they can chose something they want to learn (a compulsory 10% of their bonus) to encourage curiosity and a growth mindset (an essential trait of a product person)

- a product priority set by me: there is some shit that just needs to get done, that pushes the team forward, advances the product or our processes. Willing to negotiate on the success metrics

- a personal priority - each person can chose a priority they want to work towards, it cants be BAU, it must be something that is a stretch. I will need to approve or negotiate and key results are also negotiable.

All my peeps were happy and I had a light build moment that the single most valuable thing I can do for them is provide what begged all my useless CPO’s for in my previous roles. Give them direction and the why, and they will solve the how! I finally came away after several hours relieved instead of berating myself for being useless! I did have to get tough and negotiate with my PO (new to this role but an excellent BA), she just won’t prioritise learning how to think like a product person. She’s in danger of losing some of her bonus because she just didn’t make time. Will see if she delivers on the compromise I suggested! My new PO/PM is so delightful (if confident!), he talks my language and I don’t have to change his nappy or tell him how to do his job!! So refreshing!

Down - I kind of lost my shit in a meeting! Not hugely but I did let my frustrations show. Explaining that the meeting we were in (and several others I had to sit through) were quite frankly a fucking waste of time until the exec team makes a call on how we segment a customer base. I am not prepared to (its well above my pay grade!) and have provided the necessary data for them to battle it out. The project manager agreed, the meeting was cut short. I immediately regretted my outburst and sent a message to her apologising for letting my frustrations get the better of me. I also owned I probably should have escalated a week or so ago but have been snowed under with a thousand other priorities (roadmaps, product relates plans and annual planning). Gulp. Note to Self: bite my tongue next time and go to her direct not in front of 7 other people.

Up - my work trip to the US was cancelled so I can stay home with Loki!

Down - I haven’t been for a run or been to the gym since I got back. I forgot how fucking brutal the dark, icy morning are here and what a disincentive it is to running. I hate it.

Up - finally got booked in to have my shoulder injected, although I’m absolutely shitting myself.

Down - did I mention just how dark and cold it is.

Up - winter solstice is imminent. Which means the long slow downhill slide into summer….and by summer I mean January next year!!

Down - hearing Loki licking incessantly all night and not knowing what he was doing. Waking this morning and discovering his bed was absolutely saturated with pee and him so distraught and mortified. So much cortisone equals so much extra water drinking equals so much peeing. Only he didn’t get up at all. Im setting my alarm for 3 hour intervals tonight to get him up. He’s definitely an old, old dog now and it breaks my fucking heart. A matter of weeks ago he was shiny, lithe, well muscled and a bundle of cheek. Now he’s gaunt, slow and smells of old dog and urine. Fuck it’s so unfair. I don’t want anything to change, I want to go backwards in time and freeze when he’s young and active and full of beans. The end is closing in faster and faster and there’s no way to stop it. And foolishly I just keep wishing and wishing I could turn back time.

Up - I found a packet on M&M’s in my luggage which I completely forgot about and discovered just when I needed them around 3pm this afternoon!

[kinthinia]

Its not fair.

This was supposed to be my good year. I got married; I love my husband, hes such a good, stable support in my life. I loved my wedding. We're taking a 2 week honeymoon in September that Im supposed to be excited about. I WANT to be excited for. But it feels like a lifetime away, and my wedding feels like it happened a lifetime ago instead of 4 weeks ago.

Last August I got Covid. In September, I went back to work. There was something like 5 long weekends back to back and I was the only employee. I couldnt catch up; it was impossible.

In October, my work had a "staff meeting" with me to discuss my work problems. They declared I was depressed, insisted it was the problem, changed my shifts and routines.

I saw my family doctor for the first time, saw a counsellor too. After 2 months they were both in agreement that while I have Generalized Anxiety Disorder with Low Mood, PTSD, reaction adjustment disorder, and probable CPTSD, these didnt affect my work performance.

Work got slammed in January/February. In March, with no written or verbal warnings prior, my work cut my hours 1.5 months prior to my wedding. From full-time to part-time.

I got a new job for June. It wasnt a good fit and we agreed to go separate ways. Found a new job same day.

But I just. I cant turn my anxiety off. I usually escape. Just vanish into video games or tv or books but the anxiety is my body and it wont go away. It wont stop.

Like a can of wiggling worms everywhere I cant make them stop, cant take a full breath. No matter what breathing exercises I do, I cant get them to stop.

Im so tired. Im tired of being tired.

#anxiety #personal

[fuwungi]

Alright so! Here’s the updates on what’s been going on! I was going to put it under a read more/cut thing but I can’t seem to figure that out on mobile so just general tw for mental health talk, trauma, etc

This isn’t going to exactly be linear or anything either cuz my minds just been all over the place but I haven’t been doing good. Haven’t been for a while. I’ve been working on getting help for years now and im thankfully seeing my therapist on the 8th and hoping this one actually stays (cuz my last trauma therapist ghosted me). I got a psych evaluation before hand that took a bit and got diagnosed with severe ptsd and bpd and also paranoid schizophrenia. I never really took my mental health seriously or as seriously as I should becuz for years I was so used to hearing from family and etc that it’s nothing, im just over thinking, “everybody does that” but it’s clearly not the case.

Everything started getting much worse in January, my health started dipping again. I had someone I considered a close friend abandon me and hurt me. Eventually my job I had pretty much set me up to be fired, me and others have considered it’s due to the fact I disclosed my diagnosis cuz it didn’t take long after for me to be fired. And what I was fired for was literally doing exactly what one of the managers told me to do. The next day I had an ex friend blow up at me and trigger my paranoia severely. And after that my abuser outted me and tried to spread harmful lies and misinfo in an attempt to I guess have me run off the internet. A little while after the shop I was apprenticing at also dropped me for my diagnosis but not until the spent a couple weeks straight up ghosting me and ignoring me for hours when I came in (I would come in to practice and work and all of my stuff was moved without telling me, and I also still don’t have any of my stuff back, and nobody would say a word to me or even look at me hardly. And after hours of waiting o would just eventually go home, which was also frustrating cuz I would have the person I’m about to practice on with me waking too. I reached out with messages abt things but was always just left on read.)

All of this just made things worse. I haven’t been able to significantly leave my house for a couple months now ( I say that cuz I still hype myself up to do smaller things like run out to pick up my meds, etc. but if there’s a way around physically doing said thing like ordering groceries, etc I take that). Outside of that I was already having a hard time getting myself to be social or talk to anyone. I haven’t really been talking to anyone or very active since 2020 (which I’m still working on fixing cuz it’s not that I don’t want to talk or anything, I want to so badly, I just really feel like I’m unable to do it).

My psych also diagnosed(? Idk if that’s the right word) me with agoraphobia. Which also explained a lot and helped me realize some things that help me cope and navigate my way socially and in life (and kinnie stuff is one of the things that really helps with that).

So at the moment I’m just freelancing and trying my best to work on myself. After finishing the rest of my comm queue I’m thinking of taking a break from taking comms and just focusing on my own/personal art and school (going for botany and economic science).

If you’ve read through this all, thank you so much for listening. I hope this was worded okay/sounds okay. And I can’t thank the ppl who continue to support me enough.

#txt

[tweakin-journal]

*this is not to encourage drug use, don't blame me if you bite off more than you can chew

I wanted to make a side blog to document my experiences on crystal, starting this two weeks after my second time smoking.

Background things for context: I had done a bump once as a teenager ( bad choices lol, snorting glass is like snorting glass. And it burns so bad and will give you the worst headache ever.) I have been a daily weed smoker for years, have plenty of shroom experience, used to im ketamine daily, haven't had any in about 2 years, plenty of danphetamine experience, mostly Vyvanse and Adderall that was proscribed to me for adhd that I would occasionally do recreational doses. I've had several experiences on molly and bean at parties, coke hanging out on occasion, crack once ( doesn't last long enough to be worth the money or the feining), smoked spice once did not like it, got stuck on benzos for a month when I couldn't get k, worst withdrawals I've ever experienced, I stay away from that shit. Spent a lot of time cycling with alcohol, when it was at its worst I would cut myself off when I would call out from work or if I couldn't go 24 hours without getting shakey, havent had to do that in over a year, mostly because ive been working a lot and had other goals. Played around with whippet some. I think that covers my past drug use. And I'm a 24 year old cis woman.

How it started, my then bf now husband had found his mom's bubble, fuckin charred on the bottom like someone ad just taken a torch and burned through that bitch, with a lot left in it. He cleaned it, got super super horny, I left work used some flex time so I wouldn't miss the sex crazed window. About a month after that I bought a light gram from a dude ik from the bar who sold mostly heroin. He got too hansy, i could have over powered his short ass but I wanted the crystal so I let him a little before cutting him off. Went home thinking it wasn't worth it, my bf had started to act kinda feiny about it that scared me too. But those regrets and anxiety didn't last long.

First time smoking middle of January:

We started at 10 o'clock I was a little underwhelmed at first, it took about a hour and several hits to get the rush, but I had been having trouble holding it in. Got really horny watched porn and fucked for 17 hours, stopped smoking around 12 hours, at 13 hours I got kinda bored of the porn but was still very horny I was kinda couch locked. Throughout this time I was in and out of the shower we had been using Vaseline we Doordarshed for lube and I was enjoying washing it off and feeling the water, elite showers for sure. I wasn't able to cum by body just kinda got used to the intensity it ended up dulling out but before it did I had the most intense sex of my life. Must have spent hours giving head, got experimental picked up a few new tricks. We talked about porn and different things we like and don't like about it, we got more intimate than we had been and we were already really close and comfortable with each other, been together for 3 years, with a close friendship before that. We were porn locked and at about 2pm on Monday we got a message from his mom his brother that they and his niece was coming over, enter paranoia and panic cleaning mode, there was olvie oil everywhere sex toys everywhere sheets had to be taken care of, but we got it presentable in time. They came through and we someone manged to not get noticed, even was able to force ourselves to eat McDonald's which sucked. They left and the porn came back on and we kept smoking. I stopped at around 5 trying to give myself enough time to be OK to workTuesday. Took a shower at 6 and got the rush again, right back up. By 9 I was coming down and felt too tired to jerk off but too horny to sleep. By 12 he was smoking on the leftovers in the bubble by 3 he was hitting nothing and being a fien. I was just about asleep when he started to have a panic attack because he was coming down and starting to feel his heart rate and blood pressure and some unrelated nerve damage on his arm that has history of triggering panic attacks. So I stayed up with him to do what I could. I had to leave at 9 to go to work, and it was brutal, I was exhausted and sore and headachey and standing up with the blood pressure wasn't fun at all. At around 11 I had done some physical labor which warmed my body up and I got high again but not so much that my pupils were fucky. Made it through that day job in tact and got to sleep that night. Didn't experience any cravings for about 2 weeks after I had recovered from the come down

The high itself surprised me I felt so relaxed, the euphoric rush lasted about 15 mintirs and the high itself went on forever. Once I got past the coming down I immediately started planning to smoke again in 6 months

[hideyseek]

6. 10, 11? For ur ao3 wrapped? Mehabs?

(im on mobile if something is weird. No it isnt)

bro ,,,,, im so sorry to report something was weird, i only saw this guy come in today he was not in my inbox before. apology for delay. but hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii yes thank you for the ask!!!!! of course i will answer i love to fucking TALK hehe :3

ao3 wrapped asks

6. Favorite title you used?

mmmm hehe. i'm gonna answer this based purely on title vibes as opposed to like "how well the title fits the fic" bc i wrote a bunch of shorter (to me) fics without a lot of internal thematic happenings that a title could reflect and so i don't really think of anything i published that a title is doing very much work.

i think my favorite title of anything published this year is i wish you the wind just because ah ... what a phrase! no idea what this means but it sounds so damn romantic to me! really has a flavor of like ... bittersweet farewell!

10. What work was the quickest to write?

mmm, haha. well, two answers to this i suppose. on one hand, there was keep me here which unfortunately i wrote in about one day from nothing (and therefore had approximately 12 minutes to revise) because i was determined to post SOMETHING for that day of kaze week 2023. but the first fic that came to mind (and perhaps the most accurate answer, time-wise) was my drabble from week 2 of inception wicked which came together in about three hours total drafting, but there was a span of several days (and truthfully several days that felt like several weeks lol) between me initially having the idea and sitting down to draft. but like, to be fair, it is about 400 words so revising goes exponentially quicker. truly this shocked even me, though i guess really what this means is i already was primed with a bunch of subconscious thoughts about the dynamic in this fic lol. (you can read it here on the gdoc with the other fics from that week! bc i haven't gotten around to posting on ao3 yet lol. content warnings for: semi-explicit sexual content, fantasizing about a married couple, voyeurism)

11. What work took you the longest to write?

hmm ... i don't know if there's a winner for anything i published, tbh. most of the rest of the kaze week fics from january kind of came together in a span of 3-5 days depending on the fic, and most of the other drabbles for both events came together in about the alotted week. so instead i'm going to gleefully misinterpret this question so i can talk about my beloved unpublished nemesis project, narrative!fic :3

i hate that guy! (<- said extremely lovingly) i probably earnestly worked on this fic for ... 4 or 5 months of this year? had a nice breakthrough for some story logic in august / september ish, outlined from that through october, and wrote pretty diligently for most of november. (i did tell my roommate fully two years ago, "hey you need to watch kazetsuyo so i can make you betaread this fic i'm writing at the end of the year, i'll watch star trek with you in exchange". that was literally 2021 lmao. they have not yet seen a draft bc there has not been a draft worth having anybody else look at yet.)

i think the thing that has made the process of drafting narrative!fic so long is really just that, for the last two-ish years, narrative!fic wasn't actually a story to me, so much as it was a project into which i dumped all my post-college facing-the-future feelings and loosely tied up with a string called "i'm sure i can make haiji go through this as well". but then, due to various life events in april of this year, suddenly i came back to the draft and it was like: oh. ohhh, okay. i can see how this can be a story, actually. this is about haiji, as a character, as opposed to haiji, as a semi-direct proxy for myself. and then over the next few months i cut out a ton of stuff and reworked his main arc and now it's like ... a story, instead of just a bunch of feelings and events. which, truly, is only my personal marker for what i was looking for from the project. like, i personally want a separation of my own experiences from what is in my fic, i want to be thinking about developments in the fic as narrative choices the story requires rather than as alternatives to how my own life could have gone. (which ultimately may well be the same thing but its the headspace im in, for me).

and i think the other part is just -- i didn't know how to write! i mean, obviously i know how to string words into a sentence lol. but a LOT of i guess the first two years of drafting and then setting all the drafted stuff aside to start again from scratch like four times over, was me learning to like, figure out my own longfic writing process. (big sobbing emoji, lmao. i remember in my youth reading about maggie stiefvater having 200k of unused draft material for one of the trc books and i was like, how??? and now i am like: yeah. unfortunately i get it. not that my tossed-out drafter material is of that specific magnitude. but there is a lot of it, goddamn.) and now that i've got at least an initial / foundational sense of it, the hardest part is only actually sitting down and writing. (i say as if this is not also, extremely challenging for me lol). so uh, i guess i'll say here "maybe this time next year i'll really have a full draft of narrative!fic", and. we'll see how that goes :3

#hidey speaks #hidey talks fic #ask game #lmao sorry this took me like one hour to write because in the middle i reread i wish you the wind and took seven million notes on revising #it into something longer and slightly more complex

[junewildrose]

Hi!

I relapsed about 3 months ago. I’ve had a E3 for about 10 years.

But im struggling to lose anything, I was on about 7 different mental health medications that I didn’t need nor was supposed to be on in the first place,

They caused me to gain close to 60 pounds in 5 months even though I ate clean and worked out every day for 3 hours.

I used to smoke a lot but am trying to cut back due to work and anxiety, but when I smokes I was so skinny like going from 200 pounds to 120 in about a year and 2 months. Covid allowed me to not eat and that was also a factor.

I want to lose weight by maybe February if not earlier so I’m here to document all of that.

My GW is 120 maybe 135 and I’m 5’11, I used to be a professional dancer but retired when I was 19 so about a year ago but I still practice everyday and workout.

The plan is

CW: 197

October: 175

November: 150:

December: 140

January:130

February:120

Due to my height I don’t want to lose too much to quickly.

#ed not ed sheeran #notprojustusingthetags #tw ana shit #4n0r3xia #tw ed implied #vent blog #introducing myself #i want to be pretty

[topperscumslut]

ok it’s 2am and i can’t sleep and am going feral i have both my jobs tomorrow; my main one (running shoe store) from 10am to 5pm and then my side job (taco bell) that used to be my main job but i fucking hated it and put my two weeks in cuz i was closing til insane times in the morning 5 nights a week but they begged me to stay for just one night a week for a few hours a night so i reluctantly agreed, from 10pm to 2am probably 3am tbh and i spent the weekend at my sister’s house an hour away from where i work and live so imma get no sleep but i have many thoughts so here’s my in depth analysis of when the Harper quads were born that i spent HOURS trying to figure out

im surprisingly sober but i took a shot of pickle juice and am ready to go insane let’s GO

so let’s start with the basics - we know for a fact the quads were born between february 2004 and november 2004. how do we know that? bcuz of the Valentine’s Day episode (Valentime’s Day, s1e15) where the quads find an old tape from Valentine’s Day of 2004 that shows their parents finding out that they’re having quadruplets. now for some reason most of the fandom likes to think that Valentine’s Day is their birthday bcuz of this episode which makes NO SENSE bcuz a. why would they only find out they’re having quadruplets when Anne goes into labor and b. there was already a birthday episode (The Quadfather, s1e11) in the first season separate from the Valentine’s Day episode. even if they wanted to be surprised about the gender of the baby, Anne would’ve had an ultrasound at some point during the pregnancy to find out that the baby is healthy and would’ve been informed that it’s actually four fetuses instead of one.

which leads to me researching quadruplet pregnancies in a desperate attempt to find out at what point during the pregnancy this information would have been revealed to find out when their birthdate would logically be, where i learned that the earliest this would have happened would be 6 weeks in. not only that, but apparently quadruplet pregnancies usually only last about 30 weeks instead of 40. this SIGNIFICANTLY cuts down our range of dates by 16 weeks (6 weeks for the minimum of how far along Anne would have been, and 10 weeks for the decreased gestation period). if we take exactly nine months after february 14, 2004, we get november 14, 2004, and when we subtract those 16 weeks we get august 1, 2004. now while the NRDD fandom wiki lists all of the quads’ birthdates as february 14, 2004, if we go to the wiki for Avery, a classmate of the quads’ introduced in season 3, her birthdate is listed as june 1, 2004, and in the trivia section it’s included that she has the same birthday as the quads, which i’m 99.9% sure is never actually mentioned as canon in the show, but considering it fits in our range of dates, i kinda just rolled with it.

here’s where things get tricky - the ordering of the episodes. in season 1, the quads’ 10th birthday episode aired on January 10th, 2015 between the Christmas episode (Santa’s Little Harpers, s1e11) and the aforementioned Valentine’s Day episode, which would imply that they were born January 10, 2005, but we’ve already determined that that is impossible. it’s exponentially unlikely that Anne Harper was pregnant for a little over a year, this would make the quads the longest recorded pregnancy of all time. it’s also not possible that they were born in january 2004 as they were not yet conceived. in The Quadfather, if we look at the outfits worn by the characters it seems to reflect that it’s set sometime in spring or maybe a cool summer. so we kinda have to take the episode ordering out of the picture bcuz the writers clearly have not put as much thought into this as i have, but it’s still bothering me. in season 3, we encounter another slight problem in the ordering of the episodes’ releases, as s3e16 One Quadzy Summer (a summer vacation episode), s3e17 Quad for Teacher (an episode that shows the quads back at school), and s3ep18 Quadpendence Day (presumably a Fourth of July episode, which would still be during the summer) are all back to back. so the quads went on summer break, went back to school, and now suddenly it’s the Fourth of July? okay. the only possible explanations for this are a. Quad for Teacher is set in summer school… for some reason or more likely, b. the Independence Day episode isn’t actually set ON Independence Day, but rather as soon as they got back from summer break.

now while the june 1 date originally made sense, Ricky makes an interesting comment in Quad for Teacher. he comments about how many days the quads have been alive for, and i don’t remember the exact number, but i did the math and it would place said episode at 17 days after their 13th birthday. this further cements the fact that the quads were born summer of 2004, but early june would no longer make sense. there’s no way they would have been going back to school as early as june 18th. since this episode is preceded by a summer episode, it makes sense that this would be from when they were starting the school year rather than ending it. this raises another interesting topic - the birthday of Mae, Dawn’s best friend. on wikipedia, Mae’s birthday is listed as January 21, 2005, which i originally didn’t understand where that was coming from until i realized that in s3e3 Keeping Up with the Quadashians, it’s mentioned that it’s Mae’s birthday, and the episode aired on January 21, 2017. if this is indeed Mae’s birthday, it would place her in the graduating class of 2023, and considering Mae and the quads are in the same class, they would have been born in late summer or even early fall of 2004 for this to be possible. however, there are a few issues with this. first of all, just bcuz the episode featuring Mae’s birthday was released on this date doesn’t mean she actually was born on that date, as we know from the previous issue with the quads’ birthday in season 1. second of all, even if that is Mae’s birthday, we don’t have much reason to believe it would be her 12th birthday as it’s never stated in the episode. it’s much more likely that since the quads turned 13 in season 3 that she did as well and her birthday would be January 21, 2004. third of all, if Avery was born June 2004 and Mae was born January 2005, how the hell would they be in the same class?

this is the point where i realize that my theory is quickly unraveling and that it’s nearly 3am and im going to get a Power Nap instead of a full night of sleep before an 11 hour work day and am regretting all of my life decisions

so by this logic, the quads would most likely be the graduating class of 2022, or even possibly 2023 if they were born later in 2004. however, in s3e19 Cementing the Quad’s Legacy, released July 8, 2017, it’s revealed that the quads are graduating middle school as the class of 2017, which raises the question - what the fuck? if they’re graduating middle school and starting high school in 2017, they would have graduated high school in the class of 2021. i was class of 2021 and was born in july of 2003 and was already one of the youngest in my class. so how are you barely 13 and already going off to high school? and if this is the case, the previous summer only a FEW EPISODES BEFORE, where they turned 13, would be the summer of 2016, meaning they were born in 2003, which is SCIENTIFICALLY IMPOSSIBLE. at this point my brain started to hurt and i ended up giving up on trying to make it fit into the episode timelines and instead turned to the scientific explanation and what we already know about Anne’s pregnancy with the quads.

so we already know the earliest Anne could have found out about her quadruple pregnancy is 6 weeks along, but after thorough research, apparently the average time after conception when this information is available over ultrasound would be 7-8 weeks. so if we subtract 1-2 weeks from our estimated latest possible date of august 1, then we get the most likely range of july 17-24, which checks out with Ricky’s comment as it’s logical for them to be back to school around early august.

in conclusion, the Harper quads were most likely born late july of 2004, and i need to go the fuck to sleep as it is 3:08am. thank you for coming to my ted talk.

update: it’s come to my attention thru further research that finding out about quads would likely happen closer to 12 weeks, which pushes our date back further to june 19. however, considering the flighty nature of Tom and Anne Harper, it’s very possible and potentially even more likely that they didn’t end up finding out until even further along, and the quads could’ve have been born in mid to late may of 2004, meaning One Quadzy Summer could still be set in the summer of 2016 but Quad for Teacher, Quadpendence Day, and Cementing the Quads’ Legacy could all be set in may of 2017, though it would be strange that the show would skip almost a year ahead from summer of 2016 to late spring of 2017. it’s also possible (but weird af) that the quads are in an extremely unconventional schooling system where they graduate middle school after 7th grade, and start high school in 8th, making them still the class of 2022. idfk im very confused and sleep deprived and my brain hurts again.

my best guess is anywhere from mid may to early august of 2004 but im just baffled at this point.

another update: god whoever is editing the fandom wiki clearly wasn’t paying attention to the show. i was wondering where the “fact” that Avery and the quads share a birthday came from, but i just watched s3e13 Quadspiracy Theory where the foreign exchange student Britt throws a surprise party for the quads on Avery’s birthday, but it’s CLEARLY stated in the episode that it’s not a birthday party and Nicky even says that their birthday isn’t for another 5 months. that episode aired on august 4, 2018, which once again brings us to the january 2005 date, which as we’ve covered is scientifically impossible. also kinda irrelevant but Nicky is shown eating meat during some of the final episodes after deciding to be a vegetarian in s4e8 Quadentity Crisis. god the plot holes run DEEP.

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