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newhologram · 2 months
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Narcolepsy Awareness Day 🥄💊
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chrollohearttags · 3 months
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snooze • portgas d. ace
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your boyfriend can’t sleep unless you’re by his side..for many reasons.
sleepy/sonmo sex, hints of free use, modern au, black fem reader, early morning quickie, creampie, nipple play, teasing, him whimpering a lot :(, just some domestic, soft smut, pet names used
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📝: as you all can see, my brainrot for this man has become so god awful, I fear it will take a shovel to dig me out of these trenches. But I love it here! (also, the title is not based off of the song by any means.)
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2:15AM…
night had long fell cast over the sky..faint inklings of stars littered the black backdrop as tiny white dots. The vibrant moon illuminating the entirety of the sleepless city as the daily bustle of blaring car horns and menial chatter has slowed to the sounds of a few cars either heading home or starting the day early. Through the window of the third story apartment where you resided..shined a single beam of light on two sleeping bodies. Entangled in the warmth of the sheets on the chilly winter night..underneath, limbs intertwined as you enjoyed the bliss of sweet slumber..
“Mmmph..”
faint mumbles arose as they vibrated against the crook of your neck. Your boyfriend’s face was nuzzled between the crevice of your neck as he shuffled around in his sleep. His muscular, inked up forearms coiled around your waist with his hands placed to your abdomen; holding you close to him. Nowhere else in the world that either of you would rather have been..it was paradise, an absolute dream..and for your doting, sweet man..he was enjoying it quite a bit! The friction of his lower half rubbing against your backside; gently rutting his hips into your plump flesh as to not ruffle too much but make you subtly aware of his intentions. Those hands eventually roamed from your waist and tummy to the top of your body, resting idly on your breasts. He seemed restless, for a better lack of terms. Although he probably slept more than the average person due to his narcolepsy, Ace did have his weaknesses. For example, he couldn’t be at peace unless you were plastered to his side. You were his comfort, his peace and he couldn’t function unless you were right there. But alas, it wasn’t the only reason he enjoyed lying next to you every night..it definitely had its other perks. Just like at that moment, where he was toiling with the lace on your short silk teddy. The one that barely even covered your ass as you walked away..the one that had his mind straying to less than savory thoughts when you were awake. It couldn’t be helped..your body was an absolute work of art that he could admire for hours on end and never grow tired. Neither one of your eyes were open; still far too exhausted to do so, but he’d slowly feel you up as you laid there quietly. Running his fingertips along the delicate portions of your skin, still muttering and eventually, leaving gentle pecks on your shoulder blade. “Baby…” the only thing he managed to get out before muttering against your neck once more.
Meanwhile, you could still feel his pelvis bumping against you..naturally, you didn't hesitate to meet him halfway. It was obvious that neither of you were going to truly be able to rest until you achieved your mutual goal. Because truth be told, when you couldn’t doze off the way you wanted or your body wanted craved more than just sleep to replenish it, there was only one way to quell that urge:
“..need you so bad..”
hell, it was all the more fun when you pretended to be fully asleep..giving him full fledged permission to use your body when he saw fit. Taking claim to it when he was ready. Sometimes, you loved it when he woke you up with his cock nestled deeply inside of you or vice versa, when your pretty little lips, wrapped around his shaft, drove him out of slumber. It was easy to surmise that he was going to take advantage of said consent..made things all the more sexier. Still mumbling, you’d begin to whine very faintly as you felt the covering of your top be pulled down and your nipples exposed to the cool air. They were erect and sensitive to the touch. Practically writhing each time he so much as even brushed them. By this time, you were also wiggling your hips and bogging yourself onto his crotch. It was clear that things were about to intensify and neither of you wanted to put a halt to this little charade either.
2:30AM…
“..you’re so wet, baby..this all f’r me?’ His words seem to have fallen on deaf ears but he could tell by your physical reaction, that wasn’t the case..you were clutching the sheets far too tight for someone that couldn’t feel a thing. You were only becoming more and more aroused by the minute..that silky slick coating his fingertips. Meanwhile, you could feel his bulge pressing against your cheeks..so swollen, it were as if he’d burst any minute. “Don’t be shy, you can tell me..” a faint chuckle rising among his deep voice, rattling off whilst he held you close. This man had talked you through many orgasms with that heavy tone of his and he knew how much you loved when he spoke to you all quietly like this. “That’s okay..I know what you need..” he was very much vocal and yet, he was still seemingly asleep. His eyes still shut!..but it wouldn’t remain that way for long because as Ace reached down to tug at his waistband, removing his cock from its confines, (y/n) very subtly hoisted your leg, assuring him that you wanted this just as badly..taking the hint, he’d clutch your waist and pull you towards him, smacking that tip to that warm, juicy slit of yours. Almost as if his senses were incredibly heightened..his mind constructing a roadmap of your beautiful body and no vision was needed. A giant smirk lay plastered across his face. He couldn’t wait to be inside of you.. “Let me have you, please..fuck..” that once deep voice becoming desperate and whimpering in a high pitched wail; that mushroom tip aching and leaking with the absolute need to be fill your hole. To take claim of your special spot only the way he knew how.. “..shit..” “..mmph!” Simultaneously reactions from each of you. It seemed that you could no longer maintain your silent charade and he could no longer fight those insatiable urges..and both of you were ready to fuck until your bodies truly tired out beyond repair. The kind that would undoubtedly put you right back to sleep..
2:40AM
sounds of clashing flesh ricocheted around the room, the clapping noises of his pelvis colliding with your heavy asscheeks as he pounded into you. A cusped hand stationed around your throat to keep you reigned in when you began to pull away from the strokes he was feeding your greedy cunt. Unable to quell his whiny cries because of the sensation. He’d never felt anything like it! So warm and silky..it was a miracle he hadn’t gotten you pregnant yet..constantly finding it hard to pull out once he was inside of you. Rutting into you like a pathetic pup rutting his pillow. A sheath of wetness forming from the constant thrusting..and his earlier teasing. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight, baby..pussy’s so fucking good..” the sweet nothings rattled off into your ear with his dick nestled deep between your folds.. “..shit! Right there..so good..” heavy huffs breathing down your neck whilst he persisted. Pulling you even closer, Ace tilted your head back slightly to lace your jawline and throat with sloppy pecks. It was absolute bliss if you’ve ever felt it. “I love you..love you so fucking much, baby. Thank you for letting me wake you up like this..” a faint chuckle arising from between his moans. It was blatantly clear to see that he was enjoying this little early morning rendezvous more than you could imagine. “I love you—oh fuck!…’s too much..'' crying out with your hand smacking the mattress and clutching the sheets. Your legs shook violently and all you could do was withstand the sensation of that thick, throbbing cock bottoming out inside of you. Sometimes, it was a miracle if you could fit it all..he was so lengthy as well and you’d oftentimes find yourself begging him to take some out around the five inch mark. “Aw, baby..you’re so small. Just makes stretching you out all the more fun..” referencing not your body type, but rather that pretty pussy..regardless of how many times you two had sex, you still managed to wrap around and squeeze him to no end. Cream slathered all down the entrance and he would lean up to examine the mess, along with the ripple of your thick ass via the moonlight..
2:48AM
“F-fuck..gonna come, daddy..please!”
“Ooh, I love when you call me that..are you gonna let go f’r me, sweetheart?”
Still lying on your side with your leg hoisted high, he’d continue going..even teasing your clit to add to the euphoric feeling. Both of your eyes had peeled wide open and there was no halting this passionate round of love making. The name causes a throbbing sensation to rattle off inside of you as his cock twitches yet again.
“So let me see that pretty face when you do, baby. Come on, let it out—“ amid the resuming of his deep strokes, Ace would coddle your face in his palm, sweet talking you through that impending orgasm. Spinning your face around to meet his own. He was always such a kind and attentive lover. Making certain that you got yours long before his own. His true satisfaction lies in seeing you grip the sheets and call out his name. It didn’t take long before he was granted his wish and you were heaving as that orgasm came barreling out of that entrance and splattering his thighs as he fucked it out of you slowly. Emitting gentle streams with each thrust until you couldn’t spill another drop.
“Aww, good girl..good girl..you’re squirting. So fucking wet..I love it.”
you’d find yourself caught in another kiss shortly thereafter; passionately and slowly…but that wasn’t the end of this. He needed to keep going until he had nothing else left to offer..until you were filled to the brim with every last drop of him. “Nnnngh!..” “I know, pretty..I know..but you’re doing such a good job..I don’t wanna stop.” Growling and laughing in your ear as his strokes became a lot rougher and more sporadic. He was nearing his peak. That much was evident by the way his nails dug into the flesh of your hip. Met with the recoil of your thick ass each time. You were squeezing him so tight, he could barely withstand it. So with a couple more sharp, pounding thrusts, you’d find your boyfriend clutching onto your skin and drilling until you felt it all come to an abrupt halt.. “f..fuck!..hold still, baby. I’m so close—“ a mere few seconds later, you’d feel his movements cease but those hot, thick ropes of cum pouring into your womb. Filling you up with every ounce of his seed until he couldn’t go any further. Whimpering and crying out for you in the process. Begging you to let him breed you..and once he finished, Ace would remain inside of that tight cunt, stroking the side of your face and marking your temple with light kisses.
“That was perfect, sweetheart..”
“Yeah..thank you, baby..”
3:00AM
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kiame-sama · 2 months
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Little Spider, Fun and Games- (Yan!Chrollo x Reader)
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Warnings; fem reader, yandere, yandere behavior, yandere relationship, blood, murder, causal slaughter, mention of kidnapping, chronic illness (narcolepsy), troupe opinions, fluff with murderers, a bit of domestic cuteness, nsfw, somnophilia, rando insults reader, unnamed character death,
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You shivered slightly as another howl of wind whistled through the building, metal struts groaning from the force. A sudden warmth wrapped around you and you glanced over to see Chrollo had placed his coat over your shoulders. Truly, you hadn't even been aware that he was keeping tabs on you, but it didn't surprise you to find out either.
Chrollo was always ensuring your needs were met and quickly taken care of regardless of the situation you two may be in. Luckily the current situation you were in was a familiar one, hiding out in some abandoned building until whatever heist Chrollo has planned goes into motion.
"You seem cold, Little Spider."
"Yeah, I am kinda cold. We don't usually go anywhere like this for a heist..."
"How about I warm you up?"
"Chrollo, not here..!"
"I meant by using my nen, dear. What were you thinking?"
You felt the flustered feeling in your chest as you tried to avoid eye-contact with him, knowing he was thrilled to be teasing you. He had been suggestive for a reason, and you walked directly into his trap. There was little more that amused Chrollo beyond seeing you get so adorably flustered by his absolute lack of shame and open flirting.
"Ugh," the scoff that came from Feitan surprised you as the troupe didn't often comment on the relationship you had with their beloved boss, "too damn cute, stop."
You were almost hurt by the callous words before you realized that he meant your interactions were quite cute. The two of you were being painfully sweet with your domestic behavior and casual flirting. Everyone in the Troupe found the relationship you had with Chrollo to be extremely wholesome regardless of his less than wholesome personality.
It was obvious- even to you- how much Chrollo favored you over anyone else.
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Waking up was usually very difficult for you, even on a good day. From the alluring pull of sleep to the rather comfortable feeling of a bed, everything worked against you. Even your lover was just another contributing factor to your constant desire to sleep.
Chrollo contributed to your need for sleep in plenty of ways, but the most prominent being his rather unusual appetite for intimacy with you. It did give you a twinge of pride to know that he was so addicted to you that he sought out intimate behavior and actions whenever he could. But Chrollo had more energy than you did and it was rare that the man ever actually slept.
As if to balance the difference in sleeping habits and physical needs, Chrollo had developed quite the kink for Somnophilia. So on the evenings where you dozed off early or spend an extended time sleeping, you fully anticipated him to help himself to your sleeping form. This is why you were not particularly surprised to wake face-down with your hips propped up and a distinctly familiar voice moaning.
A loud moan from you let him know you woke up, feeling an intense pulse of pleasure from being caught. Though you were quite alright with his somnophilic behavior, he still felt a certain thrill if you ever woke up while he was on top of you. The act of being caught doing perverse things with your sleeping body was just the thing his narcissism needed when it came to his perception of his hold over you.
Chrollo continued pounding into you frantically, feeling your walls tighten around him and coax him closer to his orgasm. Your moans were punctuated by each thrust, somewhat muffled as you gripped tightly to the bed beneath you. It didn't take long for the feeling to overtake you as you were practically thrown into your climax, feeling your walls trying to clamp down on his pounding cock. He was quick to follow and let out a groan of satisfaction, thrusting a few more times just to squeeze out every last bit of cum.
As the afterglow of your orgasm faded away, you felt Chrollo lay his body over yours and gently kiss your neck. His arms wrapped around your waist as he pressed as physically close to you as possible. You could feel the way your heart seemed frantic in comparison to his heartbeat which rolled in a steady rhythm in his chest.
"It seems you've caught me red-handed, Little Spider."
Chrollo could only chuckle as you failed to respond, still catching your breath and trying to adjust to being awake. No matter how many times he got to see you fall to pieces in his hands, he would always feel such a thrill just being with you. Years without significant amounts of emotion left him drowning in a cocktail of dopamine and serotonin that he was almost dangerously addicted to.
"It's not often I get caught, what ever should I do to convince you to keep this between us, hm?"
"How about another round?"
"Darling, I thought you'd never ask."
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"I'm here to make a deal with the leader of the Phantom Troupe, not some dumb slut."
The words echoed in your mind as the arrogant man sneered at you, clearly having a rather negative opinion of you and your presence. Though his words shouldn't have bothered you, they actually managed to sting more than a little bit.
There was a long moment of silence as you turned away, not wanting to look at the man who so gleefully insulted you. Naturally, the Spiders- that had been rather bored and relaxed when the man approached- were all furiously glaring at the man now. The Spiders cared about you just as they cared about Chrollo and the man insulting you easily set them all off.
"There are two leaders of the Phantom Troupe. Myself and Little Spider. What deal do you think you could make with us when you so blatantly disrespect one of the leaders of the Troupe?"
The man seemed confused before he glanced at you again, the weight of his folly suddenly smacking him in the face as he realized what he just did. He seemed to now take note of the many eyes glaring at him venomously despite how slight the offense may have seemed at first glance. The only thing that could save him was your forgiveness, and with how you refused to look at him, he was unlikely to recieve such a blessing.
"Wait, but I- hey!"
He struggled against the crusting grip of both Machi and Feitan as they forced him into a kneeling position, his arms twisted and being slowly crushed. Despite his clear discomfort and upset tone, you still refused to look at him or at any of the Troupe. Chrollo took this as a sign that you would not forgive the transgression and acted accordingly.
All the man could do was let out a choked sound as his arms were suddenly removed, a ballpoint pen sticking out of his forehead. He collapsed forward into the dirt floor and silence once again returned to the Troupe. You refused to look back before Chrollo wrapped his arms around your waist, resting his chin on your shoulder.
"Are you okay, Little Spider?"
"I guess."
"Don't worry about what that fool said, you are much more than that to me. And if anyone else tries to insult you, I'll kill them."
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I know someone on twitter said/suggested on the sode that what if silvers curse is still active and he keeps falling asleep is because he doesn’t have a lotta self love (I know that probably doesn’t make a lotta sense but I cant stop thinking about it IEBDB)
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I mean… maybe that could be a component of it?? Self-love is still a form of love, after all (and his guardian fairies were not specific about what “form” of love is needed to fully break his curse. It’s also clear that Silver struggles with the idea of “paying back” his father and being enough for him.
The main issue with this is that if self-love counts for initially breaking the spell, then Silver would probably still be sleeping… since babies take several years to develop a concept of what the “self” is and how to love it; just something simple like recognizing one’s reflection takes 15-24 months on average. To develop an identity and to be happy with it takes many more years. Additionally, Silver doesn’t demonstrate overt self-image issues until he discovers the truth about his origins; even then, Sebek is able to remind him that he has Lilia’s love.
At this point, I still think the residual narcolepsy is mainly because Lilia has been having difficulties being emotionally open with Silver. Even as far back as when Lilia first found the enchanted infant, he assumed right away that the magic spun on it had worn away only due to the passage of time. It didn’t occur to him that he would ever be capable of truly loving the baby to the point that it could break the curse.
In present day, Lilia is much more overtly affectionate, but I don’t think that being affectionate is 100% equivalent to letting himself be vulnerable with others. Think about how he made the hasty announcement and decision about dropping out of school and moving to a foreign country—all because he doesn’t want his boys to see him in a weakened state. He rushes to leave before Malleus and Silver come to his farewell party. He doesn’t talk about his own history to the boys, and, in fact, actively lies to Malleus and Silver about Silver’s origins/how he found the baby.
There is some emotional distance there, and I wonder if this comes in part from Lilia and believing he’s still unable to or unworthy of love?? We know that Sebek tells Silver that Lilia loves him, but we don’t know how Lilia himself feels about this matter. The fact that Lilia is aware of what Silver’s curse is, yet continues to bring him to specialists and medical mages in hopes of curing him… That makes me think that Lilia’s still in that mindset of denial, not thinking that it’s his true love, the love of a parent, that will finally set Silver free. Or maybe he just thinks his love isn’t valid or “enough” to help Silver.
… Anyway, if book 7 doesn’t end with Silver formally adopting the surname Vanrouge, then what was all of this suffering and all of my tears for 😭
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sickficideas · 4 months
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moriarty brothers illness headcanons :)
William
- very easily motion sick. it's not as bad on trains or carriages but anything on water is guaranteed to make him feel nauseous
- prone to fevers...they're not always very high, but sometimes he'll be working all day with a low grade fever and no one will have a clue. once it gets high enough, though, everyone starts to notice, but William will usually keep working until someone makes him stop (and at that point he's a pushover)
- everyone is aware of his tendency to suddenly fall asleep (undiagnosed narcolepsy lol) but it's worse when he's sick, and he's much more difficult to wake when he's sick
- post-The Final Problem, he's gotten more sickly, and he's much more aware and accepting of when he needs to rest. he's often super faint and dizzy and has issues walking for long periods of time, so he always takes Sherlock's arm when it's too much
- Sherlock laying with him when he's not feeling well, giving him tummy rubs when he feels nauseous and making sure he's comfortable enough to sleep uninterrupted...William often makes himself feel worse when he worries about his family and even though Sherlock understands his pain he's gotten good at derailing his thoughts
Louis
- he has to take daily medication for his heart...if he ever misses a dose or the formulation is off, it's obvious - he's pale, dizzy, and faint all day. he will absolutely get irritable too. William will notice it coming on when he gets a little snappy
- he's generally pretty sickly, despite denying it, and he's not good at hiding anything or taking care of himself. anyone other than William has to tread carefully with accusing him of being sick because he'll get defensive. most of them have learned to just tell William if something is wrong with Louis instead of confronting him themselves. but Louis hates that even more, William worries too much about him 💔
- he has a very sensitive stomach...not only with food, but his stomach reacts to unpleasant sights and smells too to a certain extent. if he sees something that makes his stomach churn he'll turn around, cover his mouth and breathe hard through his nose and that usually works okay. he's used to his stomach hurting but tries to avoid throwing up at all cost, especially in front of others
Albert
- he is ridiculously good at hiding when he doesn't feel well. like William, he can continue working despite his condition, but he's much more stubborn about stopping. usually it works out in his favor but there has been a few times where he's truly needed help
- Mycroft has personally witnessed him very politely excuse himself to throw up and come back and seem perfectly fine, like nothing ever happened :) Mycroft thinks it's kind of attractive
- Albert is a pro at throwing up 🙏 it doesn't bother him much at all, and because of this he's very good at taking care of his brothers when their stomachs are sick
- he's not sick very often and generally has a good immune system, but stress will usually be the reason he falls ill. he's also fallen victim to a hangover every now and then too lol
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tmgstudios · 2 years
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[long post, sorry, theres a tldr at the end but i really recommend reading the full thing if you can]
i really wish there was more like. narcolepsy awareness stuff in the world. that teaches people the actual symptoms and not just the stereotype. the amount of people i have talked to both online and in person about my experiences with narcolepsy who have been shocked at how much they related to my experiences is staggering. 
narcolepsy is so under-diagnosed and also very often misdiagnosed as something else because so many people, even within the medical field, don’t know the actual symptoms of narcolepsy (i am not pulling this out of my ass, my sleep specialist has told me this several times. its a real issue that sleep specialists continue to battle to this day). up until relatively recently, the past 5-10 years or so, narcolepsy and other similar sleep disorders weren’t even considered real by a lot of the medical field!!
narcolepsy is not “falls asleep at random” disorder. narcolepsy is a disorder of sleep cycles, causing the brain to enter rem sleep much quicker and more frequently then it should. 
this causes things like excessive daytime tiredness/chronic fatigue, extremely vivid dreams, sleep paralysis, hallucinations while waking up/falling asleep, and in the case of those with narcolepsy type-1, cataplexy (aka, while feeling intense emotions the brain will enter rem sleep while awake, causing muscles to lock up. this is where the “falls asleep at random” stereotype comes from, but the person experiencing it is not actually asleep, just unable to move their muscles. i can’t really speak more on this specific part of narcolepsy, since i have type-2, aka narcolepsy without cataplexy, this is just the basics i was told by my sleep doctors. EDIT: someone who experiences cataplexy has added their experiences in a reblog, if youd like to learn more please go take a look!!) [note: these are not the only symptoms of narcolepsy. not all people with narcolepsy will experience all of these symptoms, and everyone will experience them at different frequencies. for example, i only get sleep paralysis once every month or so, and my hallucinations tend to be limited to auditory] according to my sleep doctor, narcolepsy also has links to both adhd and chronic strep throat as a child (i have no idea how that last one works. but. thats what my doctor said and hey. she was right. i had chronic strep throat as a child and look at me now.) EDIT because i forgot to add: narcolepsy can not only co-exist with insomnia, but cause insomnia as well! excessive daytime tiredness --> more naps during the day --> harder time falling asleep at night
so yeah. i guess this is me doing awareness. if you relate to any of these symptoms, please talk to a sleep specialist if you’re able to. it might not be narcolepsy, but chances are it’s something, since none of these things are normal (to repeat, excessive daytime tiredness is not normal. that means there is something wrong). theres nothing wrong with asking a sleep specialist about narcolepsy and getting tested for it, even if you come back negative. 
my dms and askbox are open anytime for any kind of questions about narcolepsy, the diagnostic process, treatments, etc. while i am not a doctor, i have learned a lot through my own experiences, talking with my sleep specialist, and also my own research, since i’m currently studying to hopefully make narcolepsy research my career! whether you are questioning having narcolepsy or not, you are not bothering me with questions, i promise, you asking will probably make my day
TLDR; narcolepsy is a very misunderstood and underdiagnosed sleep disorder, and i highly recommend everyone learn about what it actually is and what the symptoms actually are, and if you relate to any of them, talk to a sleep specialist
[other narcoleptics feel free to add on to this post with your own experiences(and also to message me i always want to talk to other narcoleptics ASJDKHJ), and non-narcoleptics please please feel free to reblog! i really want to start spreading awareness for this disorder, since again, severally under/misdiagnosed and most of the world is still under the impression that the narcolepsy stereotype is true]
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custom-emojis · 1 month
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I know this is super random but this is my biggest tumblr acct with the most followers and reach so I’m asking here-
Does anybody in my followers have narcolepsy and if so, would you mind explaining your experience with it and how quickly it developed and if you have sleep paralysis as a symptom? (Btw. I’m asking abt sleep paralysis bc I know it is a common symptom but I. Do not have it! So I mostly wanna get a baseline on if you can definitely be narcoleptic without that symptom)
And any info on how you experience cataplexy if you have type 1.
I am having a bout of very concerning worsening symptoms and want to get some info from a place other than web md before I go to my doctor, but I am quite concerned with how things are currently going.
I’m now gonna explain my current symptoms I’m worried about- I’m not expecting anyone here to diagnose me but it would help if anyone narcoleptic let’s me know if this resonates with their experiences pre diagnosis.
Anyways. I’ve always had sleeping problems, though it’s always leaned far more towards insomnia. Except for the past month or so… I’ve been getting so so tired in the day despite having slept my normal amount. And I’ve started nodding off at seemingly random times witn seemingly little correlation to how tired I am. I have literally fallen asleep while playing overwatch and continued “playing” (albeit walking directly into walls). This is all very odd and a lot of the time I’m not even aware I fell asleep until I wake up and my boyfriend tells me it’s been an hour or so.
Edit: I also have had hallucinations while falling asleep ever since I was a kid, and apparently that can also be influenced by narcolepsy? So. Something to add
I do not know if I get cataplexy at all, though I know it isn’t a requirement. I do not get sleep paralysis, but I also am hyper paranoid about it and preventing it so I’m not sure if that influences it. I’m probably gonna be going to my doctor regardless to get a sleep study done but I’d really appreciate any input from narcoleptics on how it transpired for them. I’m only 24 so it feels a little late to develop something like this but the internet has told me it can technically develop at any age and can develop quite rapidly- and currently it does seem to only be getting worse :/ so im. Worried! Anyways. Thank you for reading and any insight you can give
(Feel free to drop answers in an ask, DMs, or as a reply)
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randomisocahedron · 18 days
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Guidelines for Humans in Multi-Species Spacecraft
(I originally posted this to Reddit)
Gravity
Humans are capable of adapting to standard gravity within 2 to 8 standard days, during which time anti-nausea medication (see appendix E) is to be provided. In the case of humans who cannot adapt, or on craft which typically undergo non-standard acceleration, weights or air bladders are to be made available.
Sleep
Humans require sleep, but do not require it within any specified parameters. Any human, but especially those in an armed service branch, is capable of entering sleep in a wide variety of situations, and they may do so without warning. This is not cause for medical concern unless they have been diagnosed with narcolepsy.
Food
Humans are capable of consuming all standard rations except those containing ergotamine, for which lysergide or ethanol may be substituted. Food energy consumed per day varies greatly both between individuals and for the same individual over time, which is not to be considered a medical concern. Most humans are capable of meal preparation, and on vessels large enough to house a proper galley, they should be permitted to prepare their own food. Their food must be clearly labelled as such, including its name and any toxins it contains. Many humans enjoy sharing food, but crew are to be made aware that the human palate is highly varied due to a lack of cultural homogenization: just because you enjoy ONE human dish does not mean you will enjoy ALL human dishes.
Companion Animals
Many humans will take animals as companions. This is to be generally encouraged, because it keeps them calm. The captain of a vessel has discretion in allowing dangerous predators on board, but they are advised to allow it if the human can demonstrate control over the creature.
Psychological Factors
Autopsych programs are being developed for humans. Their capacity for compartmentalization and denial is quite high, so small vessels need not be concerned that human crew will not have regular counselling. However, great care is to be taken to ensure humans do not become bored, as bored humans are highly dangerous to everything around them. Any human who appears to be attempting to upgrade the ship must be redirected to open problems in mathematics, science, etc, or to creative pursuits, if at all possible. (ADDENDUM: Humans are not to be redirected to the following fields: Psychology; high-energy organic chemistry; yodelling; bioengineering; applied nuclear physics; contract law.)
Non-Humans on Primarily Human Vessels
It is strongly advised that non-humans not enter a human vessel, even briefly, until the ongoing space-vessels integration process is completed.
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juleswrites223 · 2 years
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Gol D Roger x reader
So this is basically an AU where ace and luffy are the reader and Roger's children and it is kind of canon au.
Summary: you and roger tell Ace that he's going to have a baby brother,it doesn't go exactly as planned.
Warnings: nothing much just pregnancy themes and ace being adorable
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The pound of pitter patter of little feet across the Oro Jackson's deck could be heard. You can hear the cheerful voices of Shanks and Buggy playing with the an adorable 3 year old Ace.
As you sit in the infirmary with Crocus, Roger standing keeping his hand on your shoulder, you were talking about how you had thrown up twice this morning and your breasts hurt, hoping he might have a remedy for it. He just gave you an all knowing smile and said, "You ain't sick, you're just pregnant."
Shocked you managed to say, "Oh." While Roger gave you a chaste kiss on the lips.
"What you ain't happy that you're having another kid."
"No no no We're happy it's just I'm thinking how to break the news to Ace, i just hope he will be happy that he's gonna have a baby sibling."
Then Roger gives his hearty laugh that you love so much and says, "Of course he'd be happy."
Holding his hand, you thank Crocus and walk out on the deck while Roger goes to talk to Rayleigh about something. As soon as Ace sees you,he yells," MOMMY!!!" To get your attention and runs as fast as his little feet can run and hugs you or well your leg. You bend down and pick him up and he kisses your cheek.
"Hi bub, how're you baby?"
"I'm good mommy i wanna show you something." He smiles and drags to show you something that Shanks and Buggy taught him.
Everyone on the ship was well aware that you were pregnant. Well everyone except Ace. You asked Roger at night while you and him were in your shared cabin with Ace soundly sleeping in the middle and you knew that once that boy fell asleep at night, it would be hours before he woke up.
"When do you think we should tell him?" You asked while stroking Ace hair gently as he slept.
"Tomorrow might be a good time since we get to find out the gender of the baby." Roger replied.
"You're right tomorrow it is."
Then tomorrow came and you both found the gender of the baby and to no surprise it was again a boy. You were happy of course estatic even but the thought of another chaotic mini Roger seemed to amuse you.
As nightfall came, again the three of you were in your shared cabin with Ace rambling about the cool fish that Gaban had caught. And as he eventually calmed down and was starting to fall asleep you decided to ask him.
"Ace bub can we ask you something?"
A little hum was all you got.
"How would you like a baby brother, little firefly?" Roger continued.
"No thank you." Was all Ace replied as he cuddled you more.
" uh- what acey bub why don't you want a little brother, won't it be fun." You said
"Nope."
And his narcolepsy hit, he fell asleep.
"Well that did not go as to what i had in my mind." Said Roger with a frown.
"Yeah. You know what this happens i said the same thing about my little sibling and now look at us. He'll grow out of this once he meets the baby." You said with hope.
And so the next day you decided to ask Ace why he didn't like the fact he was gonna have a little brother.
" What if the baby takes all your and papa's love and attention?" Ace said with an adorable pout.
And if course now it clicked in your brain that's why he didn't want to have a baby sibling but you needed to explain to him that having another child won't take away your love from the first one.
So you dedicated the months before the baby was born to show Ace that having a sibling can be amazing.
And then ofcourse after 9 months the little bundle of joy was born. You had already decided that you wanted the baby to be born on the ship. And Crocus had made all the arrangements beforehand so the delivery would go smoothly.
As you sat on the bed in the infirmary after hours of labor, the only ones being in the room were Roger, Rayleigh ,Crocus , Ace was sleeping soundly in Roger's arms and shanks and buggy standing beside Rayleigh. The crew was just outside the door.
As the baby being in your arms, you realised that you and Roger had completely forgotten to pick a name.
"What should we keep his name?" Roger asked.
"You don't wanna name him after another sword of yours" you teased him.
" i was thinking maybe you should give him a name since i named Ace it's only fair." He said
" how about Luffy?" You asked.
" i love it" he replied.
And then ace was waking up and you decided he should meet his baby brother. Rubbing his eyes and getting out of his sleepy state, he then started leaning towards the bed because he wanted to see the baby.
" you wanna see the baby?" Roger asked.
"uh huh." Ace said as he was put on the bed beside you. He hugged your side as you held the baby and showed him.
" here's your baby brother, Luffy." You said.
"wowww I'm a big brother" Ace whispered to himself. " But why is he so bald?"
It was a genuine innocent question but everyone one in the room burst out laughing quietly which made Ace confused.
"oh acey bub you were the same when you a baby plus he was just born a few hours ago, give it some time .'' you explained.
" i can't wait for him to grow up so we can have tons of fun together and don't worry mommy I'll protect him no matter what." Ace smiled and said as he gave his luffy a gentle forehead kiss.
Everyone's heart melted upon hearing Ace's words and you knew your kids were gonna be fine even in the future, they would be alright. Afterall they would protect each other no matter what.
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Here’s some positivity for systems with narcolepsy!
Disabled systems of any sort should be welcome to have their voices heard and their struggles recognized within the plural community. Systems specifically with sleep disorders may struggle with feeling constantly exhausted, fatigued, and drowsy. However, these individuals deserve to feel safe and welcome in the plural community! Here’s to all the systems out there with narcolepsy!
🥱 Shoutout to systems who cannot drive, operate dangerous machinery, or perform other tasks due to their narcolepsy!
💭 Shoutout to systems who formed due to their narcolepsy, whether through trauma associated with their disorder, bullying/harassment because of their narcolepsy, or anything else!
💤 Shoutout to systems whose narcolepsy causes them to live with constant brain fog or blurriness!
🌙 Shoutout to headmates who are symptom holders for certain narcolepsy symptoms, or who are more affected by their system’s disorder than the rest of their sysmates!
🛌 Shoutout to systems with narcolepsy who struggle to tell who’s fronting or differentiate between each other!
⭐️ Shoutout to systems with narcolepsy who are prevented from doing a lot of the things they want to do because of their disorder!
🌃 Shoutout to systems who cannot work, attend school, or keep up with hobbies they enjoy because of their narcolepsy!
🧸 Shoutout to systems who take medications or use other treatments to help manage their narcolepsy symptoms!
😴 Shoutout to systems whose narcolepsy makes them groggy, tired, cranky, irritable, or easily upset!
💕 Shoutout to systems who are advocates for narcolepsy, or spread awareness about this disorder to others in their community!
Navigating daily life with a disability can be stressful, frustrating, and disheartening. But for all you folks with narcolepsy out there, we want you to know that your presence in the system community is needed and wanted! You will always have a place in the plural community and we are so glad to have you here!
Please try to treat yourself and your system with kindness and self-compassion. Don’t be afraid to ask for accommodations, be vocal about your disability, and do what it takes in order for your system to feel safe and secure! Your system is wonderful and you are cherished and loved just the way you are. Try to get some rest soon, and have a lovely day!
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A weird overview of the "Human Domestication Guide" shared universe
I was browsing AO3 the other day looking for fics centered around hypnosis, I kept finding stories with cool looking prompts and a shared fandom: Human Domestication Guide/ Original Work
The premise for a lot of them was really promising: a bunch of aliens using mind control on humans to make them their pets? So, I checked it out.
In two days, I've spent probably 14 hours reading HDG fics. I have work to do, I can't be doing this! If only those plant aliens could give me some ADHD medication, amiright?
I think that the premise and where authors choose to write with it is kind of an interesting dynamic. What sounds like a great concept for a psychological horror/ thriller is a community that writes a lot of fluff. I love it.
I think a lot of the concepts for HDG are used for wish fulfillment. The main character is trans, and is suddenly given access to gender affirming healthcare and compassion. The main character is sick, and is suddenly cared for without compromising themselves (more on this later). The main character is lonely, and suddenly their thrust into a very loving and compassionate environment.
That's where I think a lot of the appeal is for HDG. Above everything else, the hot plant people just want to love you, and care for you, and help you become your best self. It touches a craving within all of us- the desire to be loved.
But after reading a fair amount of HDG fics, there's one question that keeps nagging at me: Would you really want to be a floret to an Affini?
The thing about the affini is that they don't see sophants as their equals. They keep other species as pets. They use drugs to bend a person's mind to their will, sometimes without the person's consent. Are you okay with that? Are you okay with the consequences associated with it?
Becoming a floret to an Affini means that you're bound to them. It ties you to their presence, to the extent that it is incredibly difficult to live without them. In "A Danger to Oneself and Others" we get a really good look at what a floret is without their Affini. It's not a pretty picture. After being forcibly taken from the plant people, the florets are shattered. They huddle together in a group and cry, incredibly depressed, in a state of confusion and chaos. Even the ex-military Clara ends up breaking down a few times, and is only able to save them out of a desire to protect the other florets and get them home. "Stages of Succession" describes a stubborn general being domesticated almost exclusively through their implant. The human finds that they need to spend a certain amount of time with their Affini every single day- going from one hour to two in the early parts of the fic. They end up looking into the Affini's eyes, and end up in a hypnotic trance. After that, they end up craving looking into the Affini's eyes again. Despite their hatred for the Affini, the human ends up craving her touch, to the point that it becomes painful to be away for too long.
On top of that, the person will often end up very dependent on their Affini. As in "they take care of every one of my needs" levels of dependent.
That's a powerful general, and an Affini that isn't using their xenodrugs.
Plus, there's the mental manipulation that Affini can do. They can block out certain thoughts, and put ones into a person's brain. It's used in Wellness Check to prevent the main character from self depricating. They can create, edit, remove, and restore memories. In Wellness Check, the main character loses their memory of becoming a floret.
That's one of the most terrifying concepts in HDG: the idea of being controlled without being aware that you're being controlled.
There's another short called "sleepy bitch" where the character has narcolepsy and just really wants to sleep all the time. They end up turning into a cat, much to the shock of their friend. It's clear that they like being a cat, but still. Their friend also becomes a cat, and the Affini ends up tying their minds together, making the narcolepsy spread to her friend.
...but at the same time...
It's clear that the humans in HDG are better off after the Affini invade. The terran world is objectively kind of terrible: it's like super-ultra-mega-death-capitalism. Fighting for the Terran defense sounds objectively terrible. "Lost in Eden" describes the conditions on a good terran warship: it's falling apart, cramped, bad food, full of transphobes and toxic masculinity, oh yeah and the entire ship explodes because it's in disrepair.
It isn't the only mind control we see either. "Black Start" describes Terran war conditions, where the solider has little to no memories and has been hypnotised. They then end up being influenced by another alien tech, which takes over their mind and conditions them into becoming a robot. Even after the human is rescued by the Affini, the robot is still there. They say they don't mind, that life is better this way.
It's still kind of terrifying.
To lose all of your indiduality and be sworn into a obedience and subservience to your master. To have someone control your thoughts, to the extent that if you ever have a thought they don't agree with they make you unaware you'd ever thought it. To be formed into a pet, sometimes striped of your ability to do anything at all.
But you're loved. Isn't that worth it?
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promptsausandshit · 1 year
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Picture this; #464
A Month of Disabled Prompts;
(Note; While the goal is to do one a day, please go at your own pace, this is for fun after all!)
1.  Prompt blogger delays posts for months due to fatigue...and refusing to reorganise their posts so they could write less. Stubborness is a wicked little creature that bites.
2.  Who cares about not being able to form words clearly as long as you can scream in time with the music?
3.  They returned to find a fort made from old video tapes and honestly they should have expected as much.
4.  “You’re telling me that they are in correspondence with a space fairing species whose entire culture works via non-visual communication and not a single person thought to get me involved?”
5.  Parent and child get inventive with their game of catwalk fashion.
6.   They left their wheelchair in the same room as a sorcerer one time and this is what they get.
7.  Ballet production makes good use of their leads use of prosthetics to create a more dramatic and unique rendition of cinderella.
8.  Buying skincare products was a quest all of its own.
9.  “How many spoons do you think it would take me to kill him?”
10.  Each time their sibling finished the first draft of their story they rewrote it according to their reactions, as they could not remember the first time the draft gradually became a story that always left them smiling.
11.  Sometimes the only way to deal with gut pain is to speak spiteful dramatic poetry to the gods who may or maynot actually be around to listen.
12.  There’s a one man band whose body is an instrument, music follows him as he rolls by.
13.  They had a pocket book that no one knew about in which they kept a detailed list of meals that would suit their beloved.
14.  In an apocalyptic wasteland one traveller is struggling to teach their new robo buddy not to react to unintended comands and signals brought about by their terrets.
15.  “I’m telling you right now that if it isn’t colour coded then nothing is getting done.”
16.  The nurse caught them embroidering their hospital gown.
17.  Missing a sentimental tatoo, they find another means to carry that sentiment with them.
18.  Narcolepsy is somewhat less burdonsome when the deity of dreams and sleep likes to learn about the waking world.
19.  They had found it, the perfect material, the very thing that would cover as many surfaces in their home as feasably possible.
20.  “They call it the bowles of hell for a reason.”
21.  If they were going to be hooked up to these machines from now on they they were going to make sure they were cyber punk as possible.
22.  There is a woman in the woods whose hobby it is to knit custom gloves, scarves, socks and hats for those who struggle to find the right fit. All she needs in return is a story.
23.  The flatmate situation got a lot easier once it became clear that the chore schedule was unreadable to half the residence.
24.  They had sat at their side on one of their worst days in an attempt to comfort, when seeming to fail they offered to introduce their funnier friend only to turn away to reveal a crudely drawn face on the back of their bald head, which worked a lot better.
25.  Prophecies and dyslexia do not mix well...or perhaps they do?
26.  “Yes I still need it! Believe it or not vampirism is not a cure for paraplegia.”
27.  It was only once they introduced their knew friends to their family that they became aware as to why their face blindness was not an issue on this case and the reason said friends had been so baffled when they first met.
28.  Unable to play their instrument while wearing the wrist braces they struggle not to fall into a slump.
29.  Their grandfather boasted he could juggle anything they threw at him, and so he did, which led to a slight misunderstanding with the neighbours.
30.  Valentines was approaching, which meant they needed an epipen in every possible place they could store one.
31.  How to explain to a heat radiating alien that you have been lingering around them because their aura reduces pain without coming across as really wierd about it.
Completion Bonus!;
Do a one shot or a sketch for something you love that you haven’t had the chance to do for a while! Or read one chapter of an unfinished story! Or watch one episode or movie of that thing you like! Satisfy whatever urge you have right now, you have all the time in the world for this so relax and treat yourself, you did great!
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in reponse to the last anon: i think its easy to view silver as lacking in personality when he is a pretty lowkey, seemingly well adjusted guy. I get the impression that he really isn't in touch with himself at all and it can come off as a lack of personality, especially compared to the more bombastic members of the cast. Some of his voicelines like “They say that silence is golden. But in my case I just don’t have anything worth talking about…” or “I’m happy. ‘I don’t look like it’? Understood. Next time I’ll try harder.” are good examples of this trait.
i think he is insecure about his humanity, albeit in a very different way from sebek. silver isn't ashamed of his race, but is burdened with the knowledge that one day, he'll die long before lilia and malleus (and potentially sebek? not sure ab his projected lifespan) because of it. this insecurity manifests most clearly in his desperation to fix his sleeping issues. while it's in part just a dislike for it constantly disrupting his everyday life, any time spent unconscious is just another reminder of the limited time he has in comparison to his quasi-immortal loved ones.
his character profile marks his dislike as "being idle", which makes total sense when you think about it in relation to his mortality and not just in relation to his narcolepsy. in this short time he's been blessed with, he should devote his being to giving back to those who raised and cared for him, those who he lives for. not a second should be wasted when he could be improving himself as a son, guard, student etc which feeds into his already lacking sense of his own internal state.
I don't think he's super self-aware of this issue considering his general lack of introspection, or at least doesn't think about it too often unless he's confronted with a change in the status quo (like in his scary monsters ssr). maybe he'll be forced to do so in ep7 given the themes of immortality, time, etc...either way i'm very excited for him to get some spotlight!
(this got way longer than i thought aahhh i'm sorry...i just love silver and his mysteries and subtle complexities a lot)
[Referencing this post!]
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Yes, Silver’s one of the more lowkey members of the cast. Stoic, serious, loyal… what some might call the ideal knight or a sleepy fairy tale prince! Definitely out of place at NRC 😂 Well-adjusted guys (well, at least the ones that initially come off that way) like Silver can quickly get lost in the large and zany main students. It also doesn’t help that he’s on the quiet side and doesn’t tend to voice his opinions that strongly or unless explicitly told to share.
I think you make very salient and valid points about Silver’s relationship with his own humanity, especially as it pertains to subtle canon cues which can be easily overlooked. (Again, this plays a lot into Silver’s lowkey/unnoticed vibes; you need to actively be looking for tidbits, analyzing what little information we are given, and critically reading into canon information and not just accepting facts at face value while we wait for more explicit details to be rolled out.) If we really look at the main thing Silver is known for—his narcolepsy—it’s actually quite sad, as you’ve said. His time is limited, and so short, compared to that of fae. He can only do so much to repay his loved ones for the happiness they have granted him. With the life that Silver has, he has to make it count. There’s not a moment to waste, and every second counts even more than it normally should.
All of the Diasomnia boys have such interesting relationships and backgrounds 😭 I hope that episode 7 somehow gets around to addressing each and every one of them!! I’m super interested in seeing how the Diasomnia family’s personal histories and inner struggles intertwine and help them develop as individuals.
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Saw your tags on the hallucination poll! What sleep disorders make those more common? I’ve been struggling with being locked in between awake and asleep. I am aware and remember, but I have limited reason, memory, spatial awareness, etc. I do weird shit, can’t always make coherent sounds when talking, and have really bizarre ideas (dreams still happening). If I’m under any stress, or am not supposed to sleep (like a slow day at work or I have a roommate in the room and I’m self conscious lol), or I get suddenly woken, I’ll be that way for awhile.
Narcolepsy is the first that comes to mind but it can also be common in those with insomnia or other sleep disorders like sleep rhythm disorders, sleep apnea, or sleepwalking. It could just be sleep paralysis but what you described could also be seizure activity or something else serious so please talk to doctor!
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mementosofold · 1 year
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Mementoes of Old, lore bits: P2
-Further on the Forbidden Knowledge curse, an early form of diagnosis was using a particular whistle to trigger the effects of it the moment the affected Cookie heard it. But it was later replaced by less painful methods. -These were the main symptoms and most well-known symptoms of the Forbidden Knowledge curse: -Insomnia + Narcolepsy (sleeping during the day, the opposite of insomnia) -Purple cracks in their dough and a purple tint in their eyes (you can imagine Sweet Dream Cookies' reaction to Dark Cacao who is purple!) -Memory lapses, affected Cookies have a very hard time remembering things or lack some amount of awareness (if there is a black and white tile floor, they will think the black tiles are holes). -They are prone to hallucinations of all sorts, which can really mess with their sense of reality. (she may or may not have mistaken Dark Cacao for a dead friend of hers at least once.) -They become sensitive towards sunlight. -The Forbidden Knowledge curse goes through ups and downs, it flares up randomly and makes the symptoms worse for a period of time before it settles down. Ok, scene time! [Chapter 3 - Scene 10]
Dark Cacao and Hollyberry ducked inside the main living room, pushing a piece of semi-transparent cloth out of the way. They were followed by Wildberry and Crunchy Chip Cookie. Pure Vanilla was already scrolling through a few books, taking them out, reading the first few pages and then putting them away. "Huh, a lot of these books about healing are written by a single Cookie." Pure Vanilla noted out loud as he pulled out another book. Hollyberry looked at Pure Vanilla with a curious glance. "By who?" She walked up to him with a big smile on her face. "Someone named..." Pure Vanilla flipped over the dusty old book and looked at the author's name: Chai Tea Cookie. "Chai Tea Cookie." He read out loud. "Well, how many books so far?" Hollyberry questioned curiously, Pure Vanilla paused. "Six books on this shelf alone. All on the same illness from the looks of it... Must've been quite serious for this amount of literature." He replied. Dark Cacao glanced over his shoulder before walking up to the other two. "Which illness?" He asked bluntly, Pure Vanilla paused for a moment. "Certainly nothing I have heard of. But it's commonly referred to as a curse of 'Forbidden Knowledge'. It's... Quite vague." Pure Vanilla put his hand to his chin in thought. "Forbidden Knowledge..." Dark Cacao mumbled under his breath, Hollyberry glanced out of the small window for a moment before looking back at her two friends. "Well, if it's a curse. It should be able to be broken?" Hollyberry questioned Pure Vanilla. "Yes, and no. It's complicated... Most can be broken, but some are permanent." "We can always ask Dream Cookie about the details when she returns." Dark Cacao spoke up once more. "Plus, we are here to ask for further details on Golden Cheese." He reminded. "I know... It's been hard extracting any meaningful information out of her as bad as it sounds.." Pure Vanilla admitted quietly. "be patient, she'll remember eventually." Dark Choco suddenly spoke up as he covered the windows with some cloth. All three snapped their gazes at him. "Where did you come from?" Hollyberry laughed in surprise. Dark Choco paused for a moment. "The door." He replied shortly. Hollyberry chuckled. "Hmpf..." Dark Cacao looked back at the books. "I'm curious, is Dream Cookie inflicted by the Forbidden Knowledge curse?" Pure Vanilla suddenly questioned. Dark Choco stopped in his tracks and stood there for a minute. He turned around before nodding slowly. "You do read fast. Don't you?" Dark Choco remarked, and all three fell into an awkward silence for a moment. "Would you know anything?" Pure Vanilla questioned, Dark Choco smacked his lips slightly before nodding. "Fragments, yes."
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