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coffee-colored-hopeless-romantic · 3 months

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Distracted pt 2

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MINORS ONCE AGAIN BEGONE

It’s finally here! First post of 2024, took me long enough.

ANYWAYS enjoy! Thanks for waiting for me. I love you guys.

A month went by after your… meeting with Sebastian in your room. An entire month. While you knew that wasn’t going to be a regular thing you figured something would’ve changed, maybe some light flirting here and there but no it went right back to the way it was for him. Daily tasks, chores, cooking and tending to the young Lord. Thats what your days were filled with. You sigh to yourself as you think about the events that happened between you two, the heat in your cheeks becoming obvious to anyone around. Thankfully you were alone right now. You pat your cheeks and mutter to yourself for being so easy for this man, not to mention now that it’s happened you can’t help but imagine what he meant by breaking you.

“Trust me darling, I’d break you…” echoed in your head, your cheeks becoming hotter and spread through to your ears and core.

Fuck. Not again.

You can’t be distracted again so soon, yes it’s been a month of you sneaking a self session or two but Sebastian satiating you only made your hunger that more intense when it came on. You glance around, the library was hardly used during this time of day unless the young lord wasn’t finished with his studies. Nobody would be coming. Not for awhile at least. It wouldn’t hurt to sneak one here right?

Right?

You shake your head and slap your cheeks. What are you thinking?! Anywhere outside your private quarters is unforgivable and you’d be fired on the spot if someone heard or found you. Can’t risk that, you’ll just wait for tonight to try and silently tap one out. As you exit the library you cross paths with Sebastian who was making his way there. You give him a soft smile and he stops walking to speak with you.

“Y/n. How is your day going?” He asks

“All is well. I just finished dusting the library and I’m now moving onto the windows.” as you explain what you’re going about doing you swore you saw Sebastian’s eyes dart to your lips. He was probably just listening, right? Probably.

“You’re working efficiently today. No distractions?” He teased and you immediately break out into a blush, not like your previous one hadn’t died out yet. “S-Sebastian!” You whisper as you try and hide your face from him. How embarrassing.

“Perhaps your distractions are worse now, hm?” He lets himself be amused about how easy you were to fluster. There you are, a mess in front of Sebastian. You felt your panties become wet from your excitement from the thought and tease. “P-please don’t tease me. It makes things difficult..” you admit, figuring that it was probably best to just be honest with the man. His eyebrows raise ever so slightly and a grin creeps onto his lips. “I’ll only do it when appropriate.” He walks past you and into the library to do whatever and you rush the opposite direction

You sigh as you continue about your day, assisting the others with tasks and it seemed like they were having a very….how do you put this? Shitty day, nothing was going right for them and you found yourself cleaning up more than you were helping. Your calm day was now hectic and tedious. At least you weren’t stuck in your head anymore, that was a plus. But it was obvious with all these set backs, not only were your three coworkers stressed but on top of that you all knew Sebastian was getting fed up.

That evening, while the others were getting extra work put on them as punishment, you were able to actually enjoy some alone time around the manor. You were doing another last sweep with your eyes to see if there was any last minute things you could do before heading to your quarters for the evening. Passing the grand staircase, the familiar statures of the Young Lord and Sebastian were walking down. You move out of their path and give a respectful bow of the head. “Young Lord, where are you off to at this time of night? Do you need me to fetch a coat, it is quite brisk outside.” You offer, awaiting the reply.

“I’ve been summoned for the evening for a mere meeting. It’s quite the pain. Sebastian will fetch the coat.” He said plainly, obviously not wanting to leave he comfort of his manor for this meeting. As Ciel declared that he would wait in the carriage Sebastian took this brief moment to speak with you. “Y/n, I must thank you for helping clean up those buffoons’ multiple messes. You assisted me a great deal. Keep up the good work.” Praise from Sebastian was no simple feat so your night was made and you decided to go to the bath and celebrate as well as you could with the alone time you knew you had in the servants area.

To your disappointment you found out that your own fingers weren’t enough for your hunger. Sure you got off but it wasn’t what you craved. You needed something, well someone inside you. The sleepless nights began from there out. You slept, but not much. Another week passes and you’ve been going about your daily routine in hopes you’d collapse from exhaustion sooner or later. The same routine with barely any events or excitement. Sebastian was still distant and busy with his own duties to pay much mind to you, the only thing you’d get is a greeting and maybe a few words exchanged throughout, as well as the occasional glance or two. Those glances gave you hope that he was still interested in you.

It was finally your turn for the bath and you couldn’t have waited any longer.

You ran your water.

Undressed.

And stepped into the tub.

A satisfied sigh leaves your lips as you began to slowly touch yourself in the bath, you couldn’t help but try again to not only relax yourself but pleasure yourself. You finish faster than normal yet still hungry for more, nevertheless you finish up your bath rather quickly afterwards. Stepping out of the bath room you return to your own room. You dress into your nightgown and lay in your bed trying to get warm quickly due to your damp hair catching every chill in the air.

You fall asleep.

You were woken up by the most subtle knock at the door, you flutter your eyes open as you heard the last few knocks and you rub your eyes and sit up quickly. Did you oversleep?? It was still dark. You hurry to the door and open it to see the figure of Sebastian standing in front of you.

“If I want some more fun. You’ll hear a knock. Now rest.” Echoed in your head as you look up at the red eyed butler.

“Good Evening.” He simply says, his voice lower and softer than usual.

“H-hello. Good Evening. Is all well?” You ask shyly as you step aside to invite him in. Watching as he enters your room you couldn’t help the thoughts flooding your mind. Your body reacting to his presence, you bit your lip as you wait for a hint, a confirmation, something to give you the okay to jump this man here and there. Sebastian looked over his shoulder before turning his body towards you. “I do hope I didn’t..” he began. His hand moving to unbutton his tailcoat. “..bother you.” He finished.

Oh my God.

His eyes were eating you alive. Those red orbs just drinking you in. Your body reacts immediately, soaking through your panties yet again, your skin getting goosebumps, the hair standing on the back of your neck. It was hitting you hard and he was only looking at you.

“Y-you’re never a bother, Sebastian. W-what can I h-help you with.”

Shit you’re stuttering. You wanted to sound flirtatious there. So much for that.

A low growl of amusement leaves his throat as he takes off his tailcoat and gloves. Watching this man strip the most basic clothing was the most attractive thing you have ever seen. “Don’t tell me you forgot what I said last time, Y/n.” The same echo plays.

“If I want some more fun. You’ll hear a knock.”

You remember that the knock was extremely subtle but yet, you somehow heard it while deep in sleep. Is that what he meant? No matter. He’s here now, undressing in front of you. Looking at you. Wanting you. You eye him up and down and you breathe deeply. “Would you like some assistance with your clothing?” You ask, miraculously without stuttering or stumbling your words. His eyebrow raises and his arms lower. “Please.” He simply says and you close the distance and began to undress this man. His skin smooth, cold, and gorgeous. You drink him in. Knowing if he came here on his own accord, you were about to get wrecked.

“Enjoying the show, dear?”

Wait did he really just use a pet name? No…Really? You take it without saying anything.

“Very much so..” you breathe out. Soon you feel two hands on your waist, gently grabbing your gown. “May I?” Ever the gentleman. “Of course.” You look up at him and his gaze sends another shiver down your entire body. The cold night air graces your skin and you couldn’t help but react a little to the suddenly exposed. Your arms hugged your body as you tried to get accustomed to the air around you, before you could a pair of hands grab your arms “Are you getting bashful on me or are you merely chilled?” He looked amused. You couldn’t help but grin ever so slightly. “Warm me up please?” A request? Are you insane? You’re lucky enough that Sebastian was here in the first place and not you’re making requests? “Well, since you asked so politely.” He replied. He is voice barely a whisper as he lifted you to the bed, your legs naturally wrapping around him as he placed you down. You didn’t want him far anymore, you needed him close, inside you. The lust you had for him was almost unnatural, yes you’re a horny bastard but it’s not ever this bad for one sole person. As handsome as he is, there was something threatening too. But none of that mattered in this moment, his hands dancing across your bare legs, teasing as he gets closer to your undergarment protecting your center. You didn’t realize the breath you were holding until you let it go from anticipation, your legs already beginning to tremble from his touch. “Darling y/n, you’re this excitable?” A subtle scoff of amusement escapes him as he began to take off your panties, a trail of your ‘excitement’ connecting you and the small piece of cloth as he slid them down. Your eyes meet his as he throws them aside, finally touching you. You bite your lip as he began to rub circles on you, your eyes rolling behind your eyelids. “Eyes on me.” He commanded lowly, you obey and look right at his red orbs that seemed to be glowing, you must already have the fog from pleasure and are seeing things a little funny…

You somehow stifled a moan when his fingers entered you and began to stroke your walls in a magical rhythm. You can’t already be building that fast, that’s just not fair. He could feel your body react and tighten round is long fingers. You were hopeless. “There’s the filthy girl I know” he says right as you’re inching towards your climax. “Don’t cum yet. I’m not finished.” Don’t cum? Excuse me? You do your best to hold it off but any flex or attempt you tried only made it feel better which obviously didn’t assist in any way. Your legs tense up and you bite your finger to hopefully hide the fact you just came. His eyes looked annoyed almost as he slipped his fingers out. “Tsk tsk, you can’t do one simple thing for me?” He asks and stands, all amusement vanished. “I-I’m sorry.” You mutter out between soft breaths. “Looks like I’ll stop playing nice then.” He undid his pants and got his cock into his hand, no words were exchanged just a simple look and you knew what he wanted. You moved and took him in your hand, stroking in a steady rhythm, hoping, praying you were starting to please him back, he made no sound of pleasure. Not a grunt not a sigh not even a twitch. You grit your teeth and part your lips, taking him into your mouth. “Good girl.” There it is. Now you got your praise, you’re happy. You bobbed your head and looked up at him, he looked regal almost with how he was looking down on you. His palm placed on the back of your head as he pushed himself deeper into your throat, almost making you gag on his length. A few more very difficult strokes of that and he released you from that torment and pushed you back onto the bed. “Take it like a good girl now.” He effortlessly slid inside you as he pulled your hips close. You gasp and put your hands over your mouth to suppress any unholy sounds that threatened to escape this room. He immediately began to pound your wanting pussy, reaching deep into your core and sending waves of euphoria through your body. How can someone feel this good? How can one person be so addicting? It was supernatural almost.

With one hand holding your hip and the other moving your hand away from your mouth, his perfect hair that was always in place, was slightly messier. “Let me hear those filthy little noises you try and hide.” Did he want the other staff to hear?? You still attempted to remain semi quiet as humanly possible as he ravaged your walls. As hot as it was you’d like to not have your coworkers know of your lewd sounds in the midnight hours, especially for WHO and why they came to be. That embarrassment may just kill you if anyone said anything about it.

Sebastian on the other hand didn’t like this ever so slightly louder moaning you’ve given him. Knowing you were holding back his quirked an eyebrow and moved the hand on your hip to your lower stomach, pushing a bit. This made his presence inside you that much more noticeable and you gasp at the sudden sensation change. It was intense, almost too much so. Dizziness taking over your mind as your eyes roll back once again, feeling a grip on your jaw, making you look at him once more. Fluttering your eyes open, seeing this visual come into focus was enough to send anyone to the pearly gates happily. He was enchanting, his figure over you, somehow glowing yet just too dark to make out many details below his waist, his glowing eyes piercing your soul and his melodic voice commanding you to be such a good girl for him. Your core yet again started to build another climax as your body temperature began to rise with the build. “You’re going to hold out for me this time, understand?” This was definitely a command and you did your best to obey. Adjusting your hips slightly so it wasn’t so much, at this point it was hopeless to not let those pornographic sounds leave your throat, you’ll just accept your fate with the embarrassment. As well as you were doing, pacing yourself as much as you could and trying to prevent another premature orgasm you kept building. “S-Sebastian please I-“ barely able to breathe out as he looked at you. “Beg for permission then.” His unamused gaze hurting your pride as you began to beg for your life. “Please Sebastian allow me to cum… I need to do bad and I- I can’t hold on m-much longer, I’ll be a good girl I swear it. Please let me cum.” The slew of words trailed out your mouth and flooded the air. Seemingly pleased with this begging he gave a single nod and upped his pace, the steady building became a rocket launch and you were thrown over the edge, your body tightening and all air leaving your lungs as you let out a long moan into a pillow you were able to grab in the process of it all. Sebastian fucked you through your orgasm and your entire body felt hot, like you were on fire. Again, how can someone feel this way? So perfect?

Without a moment to catch your breath, you felt your body flip onto your stomach, “on your knees.” He wasn’t done with you. As you obeyed and got on all fours he pushed your head down into the mattress below you. He slid right back into you without another word, picking up pace quickly afterwards. You thought it was intense before but this was a new level, thanks to whatever God that was looking out for you for the pillows and sheets that were stifling your noises. Although even with your moans muted the absolute vulgar sounds of both your bodies were filling the room, surely leaking into the hall. You’ve never felt such bliss though. Body on fire and mind like putty, you just prayed you could withstand this enough to pleasure him in return. Silent as ever he was, just breathing slightly heavier than his usual daily sighs. You looked back at him and his eyes were devouring your body, how it was reacting to him and just how good you were being for him. You didn’t move nor shy away from his intense pacing, you just took the borderline abuse. He slowed, coming to a bearable pace and allowing you to catch your breath. Your gaze unwavering from him as you two finally met eyes. “You’re doing much better than anticipated, yet it won’t be enough at this rate.” Blunt as always. “W-what do you mean?” You asked with dejection in your voice. Why weren’t you enough? Was your pussy just not pleasurable to this man?? “I do need you to be able to walk, I’d rather not have to find a replacement for you while you recover.” He explained, how could he hurt you that bad with just sex? I get being sore and maybe having to slow your walking pace a little bit not to the point of recovery time. You feel his cock slide out of you, a soft sigh of pleasure leaving your lips one last time as you sity on your now very dirty sheets.

“I’d hate for you to not finish…again..” you look down at your hands, embarrassed by your lack of skill. The sounds of clothing getting put on filled your ears, then along came a soft scoff of amusement. “Y/n, it’s perfectly fine. I appreciate your concern for my pleasure, but this was simply a test on how far I could push you without harming you. You impressed me, not the other way around.” In disbelief you looked up at him and you were met with his gentle smile that melted anyone lucky enough to witness it. “Now get some rest.” Not this again. He walked over and placed his lips onto your forehead, leaving a gentle kiss on your skin. Suddenly you became extremely fatigued, no exhausted and fell asleep right then. You fought it, you didn’t want to not at least walk him to your door like a decent human but alas, it overtook you faster than you could process.

“Rest”

That was the last thing you heard echo in your mind as you fell into darkness.

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Yay! You made it! Thanks again for waiting for long for this, I appreciate each of you. I still get notifications from the first one and I am so beyond touched with love and support. LMK if you want this to be a little series or something.

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booksandchainmail · 7 months

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re: recent posts, would you recommend starting Guide now or try and catch up to Pale Lights?

That depends, how much do you like reading a serialized work as it publishes?

I really enjoy getting weekly chapters, and the way a serialized release schedule builds investment. But I also have friends who really dislike having to wait for more every week, and won't read a serial until it's complete.

Pale Lights is currently in a place where there's enough of a backlog that there's an initial binge to get you deep into the characters and world, but IMO not so much that it's too intimidating to catch up. Book 1 wrapped up a few months ago with ~300k words, and book 2 is only around 10 chapters in. Despite the lengths, I find web serials really manageable to read as they come out: keeping up with ~6000 words a week isn't a huge timesink.

On the other hand, PGTE is around 3 million words, which is a hefty chunk of time to commit. Those words are absolutely worth it, but it does take a while.

From a story perspective:

PGTE is rougher at the beginning, since it's the author's first work. It's also more accessible to get into, since it's built on top of a standard fantasy world template, so there's less immediate worldbuilding to wrap your head around. It has a single protagonist, plus frequent interludes from outside perspectives. Pale Lights throws you into the deep end a bit in terms of setting, but also more meaty worldbuilding in a way it takes PGTE a bit to work up to. It has multiple POV protagonists, but no regular outside interludes (aside from an epilogue).

Practical Guide takes place in a world built on deliberately-generic high fantasy tropes, and then plays around with them and builds on top of them. It features a lot of battles and army movements and fights between people with vast amounts of personal powers. Pale Lights is a much weirder setting, has less outright fights, and features more small-scale conflicts (so far) between characters closer to baseline human with one specific power each.

tldr:

My personal advice would be to read Pale Lights first, if only because it's the one where when you start reading matters now. PGTE isn't getting any more or less finished, so if you read it a year from now you'll get the same experience. I think PGTE is an amazing piece of work, but Pale Lights has the potential to be even better, and is currently a smaller commitment to start with. Practical Guide is one of my favorite works of all time, and I've probably spent more time thinking about it than any other work. I can't say Pale Lights has reached that level yet, but I think it will given more time.

That said, they are very different in setting and premise, so I'd recommend reading the little summary blurbs for each, and seeing if one really grabs you (since I think those convey genre well).

blurbs and a few extra notes under the cut:

the one caveat to "PGTE is complete" is that it's currently being rewritten on an app called Yonder, which is unfortunately paywalled and on a weird subscription model. Hopefully we'll get the complete rewrites of individual books available for purchase at some point, but who knows. It will also theoretically get a webtoons adaptation as the rewrite goes, but no details have come out yet. When this was announced it was also said that the PGTE website would be taken down, but that decision was postponed, there's no new deadline, and if it does go down there are... ways to acquire a copy.

PGTE blurb:

The Empire stands triumphant. For twenty years the Dread Empress has ruled over the lands that were once the Kingdom of Callow, but behind the scenes of this dawning golden age threats to the crown are rising. The nobles of the Wasteland, denied the power they crave, weave their plots behind pleasant smiles. In the north the Forever King eyes the ever-expanding borders of the Empire and ponders war. The greatest danger lies to the west, where the First Prince of Procer has finally claimed her throne: her people sundered, she wonders if a crusade might not be the way to secure her reign. Yet none of this matters, for in the heart of the conquered lands the most dangerous man alive sat across an orphan girl and offered her a knife. Her name is Catherine Foundling, and she has a plan.

PGTE prologue epigraph:

In the beginning, there were only the Gods. Aeons untold passed as they drifted aimlessly through the Void, until they grew bored with this state of affairs. In their infinite wisdom they brought into existence Creation, but with Creation came discord. The Gods disagreed on the nature of things: some believed their children should be guided to greater things, while others believed that they must rule over the creatures they had made. So, we are told, were born Good and Evil. Ages passed in fruitless argument between them until finally a wager was agreed on: it would be the mortals that settled the matter, for strife between the gods would only result in the destruction of all. We know this wager as Fate, and thus Creation came to know war. Through the passing of the years grooves appeared in the workings of Fate, patterns repeated until they came into existence easier than not, and those grooves came to be called Roles. The Gods gifted these Roles with Names, and with those came power. We are all born free, but for every man and woman comes a time where a Choice must be made. It is, we are told, the only choice that ever really matters.” – First page of the Book of All Things

Pale Lights series blurb:

Vesper is a world built on the ruins of older ones: in the dark of that colossal cavern no one has ever known the edges of, empires rise and fall like flickering candles. Civilization huddles around pits of the light that falls through the cracks in firmament, known by men as the Glare. It is the unblinking stare of the never-setting sun that destroyed the Old World, the cruel mortar that allows survival far below. Few venture beyond its cast, for in the monstrous and primordial darkness of the Gloam old gods and devils prowl as men made into darklings worship hateful powers. So it has been for millennia, from the fabled reign of the Antediluvians to these modern nights of blackpowder and sail. And now the times are changing again. The fragile peace that emerged after the last of the Succession Wars is falling apart, the great powers squabbling over trade and colonies. Conspiracies bloom behind every throne, gods of the Old Night offer wicked pacts to those who would tear down the order things and of all Vesper only the Watch has seen the signs of the madness to come. God-killers whose duty is to enforce the peace between men and monsters, the Watch would hunt the shadows. Yet its captain-generals know the strength of their companies has waned, and to meet the coming doom measures will have to be taken. It will begin with Scholomance, the ancient school of the order opened again for the first time in over a century, and the students who will walk its halls.

Pale Lights book 1 blurb:

Tristan Abrascal is a thief, one of many making their living under the perpetual twilight of the greatest city in all of Vesper: Sacromonte. Quick wit and a contract with a capricious goddess have always kept him one step ahead, until one night he crosses a line by accident that burns all the bridges he had left. But not all is lost, for his mentor offers a way out of peril that turns out to be more than a simple escape. It is also an opportunity to get even with the infanzones, the nobles he’s lived under all his life, and it so happens that Tristan has a full ledger’s worth of scores to settle with them. Lady Angharad Tredegar has fled halfway across the world, leaving behind a ruin of a life: her family butchered by a ruthless enemy, their estate torched and their nobility revoked. Yet no matter how far she flees the blades of assassins follow, and she finds herself growing desperate for any protection. She has one relative left to call on, her estranged uncle in Sacromonte, but she finds that the safety he offers comes at a cost. Angharad has sworn revenge, however, and her honour will allow for no compromise. She will do what she must to survive so that one day bloody vengeance can be visited upon her enemies. The paths of the two take them to the doorstep of the Watch, but for desperate souls like them enrolment is a lost cause. They will have to do it the hard way instead, by surviving the trials on the isle known as the Dominion of Lost Things. Where every year many go, and few return.

#pgte #pale lights #practical guide to evil #erraticerrata

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callsignspark · 7 months

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soft-tober | 03 | Callie Bassett

soft-tober is about experiencing the joys of October with loved ones. each day is a fall-related one-shot for one of the couples from my Dagger, Sword & Shield universe, plus a few extras! today is Callie and Kelly with “Do you like cinnamon” from this prompt list.

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warnings: extreme fluff, discussions of breast cancer diagnosis, chemotherapy and side effects from treatment, pining and yearning

callsignspark disclaimer: my blog is an 18+ space; minors do not interact - you will be blocked. I do not consent to my work being copied, run through an AI generator, translated, or posted elsewhere. I do have an AO3, where I eventually will be cross-posting my works.

03. "Do you like cinnamon?"

Callie is sitting on the entryway bench, lacing her boots, when a thump catches her attention. It’s not the dog, she thinks as she watches Rupert pad toward the noise, his nails clicking across the wood floors. Finishing the knot on her right boot, she peers down the hall, trying to figure out if Kelly is awake or if it’s Emma trying to steal treats again.

“God- fuck!”

The breathless cursing lets her know it’s not the cat making all the noise but, in fact, the human she married. She walks into the kitchen to find her wife sitting at the breakfast nook table, hunched over and breathing hard.

“Kelly? What’s wrong? Can you breathe?”

“Yeah.” Callie isn’t convinced by the way she gasps the word, something Kelly notices because she grabs the edge of Halo’s flight suit before 911 can be dialed. “Couldn’t reach the oatmeal, and it took it out of me. Just need a minute.”

Immediately, she feels guilty. Kelly had a chemotherapy session two days ago, and treatment always exhausts her, but Callie had been so busy at work that Aliyah had been staying at the house to help out. She hadn’t even been thinking about how it was day three, the day when Kelly’s appetite usually returns.

You should have known. It’s been four months of this. Are you even paying attention?

Callie continues to berate herself as she rubs Kelly’s back; it doesn’t do anything to help her catch her breath, but it makes Callie feel like she’s doing something. Like she’s actually helping.

That’s been one of the worst parts of this. The worst obviously is Kelly getting diagnosed with Stage 2 breast cancer, but the constant helpless feeling. She’s not a doctor or a nurse; she’s just a WSO. The Navy's basic medical training can’t do anything to help against mutating cells. She can’t do anything to help the woman she married.

“Okay, other than the breathing, how do you feel? Dizzy? Sore?”

Kelly shakes her head, “Just need to catch my breath. Hungry, though.”

“Yeah? That’s good. You still want oatmeal? Or I can make something else? Whatever you want.”

“You’re going to be late to work.”

“It’s okay. I just texted Mav that everything is fine, but I’m going to be a bit late.”

Kelly’s head pops up, her brown eyes wide with concern and much clearer than when she got back from the treatment center, Callie notes with relief. “You can’t do that!”

“Yes, I can. Mav understands.” Callie adjusts the brown beanie Kelly had chosen to keep her shaved head warm, centering the little cow before pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “You’re a little warm; you sure you feel okay?”

“Yeah… tired.” Kelly hums, leaning into the hands cupping her face, both of them enjoying the closeness of the moment. They linger, not pulling away until a rumbling stomach interrupts them.

Callie reluctantly pulls away. “Still gonna take your temperature, just to make sure. You want oatmeal?”

Efficient movements get her from the bathroom to the breakfast nook to the kitchen in record time. Pulling the jar of rolled oats from the baking cabinet and measuring everything out as the water starts to heat up. If she’s going to make oatmeal, she’s going to do it on the stove. It’s best to save the microwavable stuff for when Kelly needs to make food herself.

The thermometer beeps, and it’s a relief to see it says 99.5° - slightly elevated but consistent with the other treatment sessions.

“Do you like-” Callie cuts herself off as she catches sight of the wedding photo that was put on the fridge the week after they got married.

It’s the two of them from five months ago, standing in front of the chapel. A smiling Callie is dipping a grinning Kelly, who hadn’t lost her hair yet, both of them laughing at some dumb joke Fritz had made while Aliyah took the photo.

They agreed it was their favorite photo from the day, easily choosing that one to use as the photo on their announcement cards. It was harder to decide on what to write inside the cards. How much of the truth to share.

Hi everyone! We know this is sudden, but we got married in Vegas last weekend! Turns out Kelly has cancer, and her insurance is total shit, so Callie proposed to her pet-sitter-turned-friend after knowing her for less than a year so she doesn’t die! We’re sorry we didn’t let everyone know, but we’re actually committing insurance fraud, so we’re just trying to make it look like a whirlwind love story! Thankfully, we’re lesbians, so no one questioned us hitching the U-Haul to Kelly’s Subaru for our third date! And now to answer the unasked questions! No, we didn’t register anywhere; we feel guilty enough as it is! Kelly’s prognosis looks good; they caught it early, and she’ll be able to get good treatment with Callie’s Tricare coverage! We’re just friends! We sleep in different rooms! But if anyone official asks, we share Callie’s bedroom because it has an ensuite, and Kelly’s room is the guest room. It’s not suspicious because she’ll need space after chemo treatments! Yes, we kissed when the Elvis impersonator said; no, you cannot see the photo. Don’t worry about sending stuff for our first anniversary; we’ll probably be divorcing by then!

They had gone with something very different on the massive stack of announcements they sent out. The newly married couple spending the week traditionally reserved for a honeymoon filling out piles of paperwork to get Kelly coverage as quickly as possible, telling friends the truth, and asking them to lie if questioned by investigators. The worst had been filling out the envelopes, the sober mood turning more and more sour by the second as they realized how many people they were lying to.

Despite the bad taste it left in her mouth, Callie didn’t care. Kelly only had a few more treatment sessions left, and at her last checkup, the oncologist was optimistic about the progress. It’s not how she had imagined getting married, but her friend was going to live, and that was the important part.

“What were you gonna say?”

“Oh!” Callie blinks, grabbing an egg from the fridge and checking on the oatmeal to stall. To shake away the thought that she barely knows anything about the woman she married. About the woman she was going to ask out before the diagnosis came down. “I was gonna add a little brown sugar and cinnamon. Do you like cinnamon?”

“I do, that sounds good.”

Callie nods, distracted as she scrambles the egg and fancies up the oatmeal. She feels guilty for enjoying moments like this. Where she gets to spend time with Kelly, take care of her, but they don’t happen very frequently. Even being married doesn’t get her much quality time with the woman she’s had a crush on for months.

“Here you go. Oatmeal and a scrambled egg - for protein - with your meds as an appetizer. And I moved the microwave food down to the counter for now. We’ll reorganize the cabinets this weekend so everything is easier to reach.”

“Yum.” Kelly grimaces at the medication, but her face smooths out as she gets a whiff of the food. “This smells great, Callie. Thank you.”

“Of course, any time. Aliyah is going to stop by later. And let me know what you want from the store; I’m stopping after work today.”

“Okay, have a good day.”

“Thanks, Kel.” Callie murmurs as she ducks down to kiss her wife’s forehead. “Call me or Mav if you need something, okay? He’ll take care of it if I’m in the air. I’ll see you tonight.”

Callie forces herself to leave, only looking back once to see Kelly digging into the oatmeal. Her heart softening at the sight of the dog by her feet and the cat curled up on her lap, wishing she didn’t have to go to work.

Maybe I’ll finally get to ask her out for real after we get divorced.

#elle’s soft october #top gun maverick fic #top gun maverick au #top gun maverick imagine #top gun fic #top gun au #top gun imagine #DSS universe #callie halo bassett fic #callie bassett fic #callie halo bassett x oc #callie bassett x oc #callie bassett imagine #halo imagine #An Unexpected Proposal fic #AUP fic #elle writes

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hydez-artz · 6 months

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New art challenge: post all of your souyo tf art :D

Honestly, not sure I can as I have so many of them, and a lot of them are old sketches I'd want to clean up before sharing, but of the ones I've made over the years, here are the most finished ones, ordered into a somewhat organized set

Neko Effect

a series of drawing from mostly 2020-2021 involving a fanfic I also wrote (and kinda left of an infinite hiatus. sorry bout that), involing the two of them getting cursed with a rare new status effect "Neko" which seemingly slowly turned them into cats. Yu adjusts to it pretty well, as he is want to do, while Yosuke has his more panicked response that is both super cute and what makes him a way too fun TF target.

2. Birthday Gift

what started as a birthday drawing of Yosuke for his B-day in 2021 kinda turned into this silly little sequence. of them turning into cats (with me as a cat playing an extra, cuz why not). I think this one was set in the Quirk AU I made? short version, basically going into the TV world and conquering your shadow gave you a super power similar to the quirks of MHA, but with the fun added twist that they were usually based in some way of the persons insecurities.

iirc, Yosuke has a power called Malleable, which was basically shapeshifting, but without the ability to directly control it. or at least, the people around him and his environment seem to have a greater control over what form he takes than he himself does. Yu has a power called Mirror, the ability to copy other people's power, holding only 1 at a time, and usually without the downside. for copying Yosuke's Malleable, Yu is still quite susceptible to outside influences, though he does have a small bit better at controlling it while he has it.

a lot of my random, usually less explicable TFs of them can prolly be tossed into this camp somewhere.

3. Commissioned Colorings

so, I have literally hundreds of sketches and doodles, all posted to my Patreon as one of my rewards. I draw 1 doodle (more closely a finished line art) a day and post it to my Patron discord, and every month post that months collection of doodles to Patreon for record keeping. I have been doing this more or less every day since 2021, so that's nearly a thousand sketches that can range from more tf sequences like the dogsuke sequence i recently colored, to more general ideas for one of my game projects I work on. if a patron likes a specific daily doodle and wants it specifically finished up, like these above, they can commission me at a significantly reduced price to take the drawing from a doodle to a completed work. because otherwise its left to my whims if I feel like coloring them

4. Seriously, so many doodles

seriously, sooooo many doodles. here's just a few i feel like sharing, plus one of my livestream sketch sessions (oh yeah, I do a free sketch request livestream every 1st sunday of the month over on twitch btw) which got a monkey-yu and batsuke, plus a chibi sketch of them being silly.

and that's just art of Souyo being cute and silly and tfable. i also have a fair amount of just Yu and or Yosuke solo getting tf'd into stuff in general. (you may have stumbled into one of my hyper fixations X3)

Hope i passed your challenge ;3

#my artwork #transformation #transfur #furry art #souyo #yosuke hanamura #yu narukami #furry cat #snakes #sharks #frog #elephant #they are just so fun to draw and TF

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thegeminisage · 5 months

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bro i was SO excited to get into coral island. have been waiting on it to come out of beta for literal years - i didn't want to play the early access version because i wanted to be able to enjoy the entire game at once. when it released i read something about like the merpeople romances not being ready until 2024 and i was like ehhhh should i wait but my brother was like no that'll give you something to bring you back to it later you have been talking and talking about this game it's finally out so you would be nuts not to buy it. so i bought it. $29.99 american dollars. that's about 3 hours of cleaning houses. i had some steam money though so i actually got it for $23

there is an "i'm stuck" button in the menu which acts as if you had passed out - you lose cash and stamina. once my game glitched and i ACTUALLY got stuck because the controls would not allow me to open the door. there've been a few other minor glitches here and there - some weird dialogue, or fenceposts vanishing if you put them in the wrong spot. and steam shows me the xbox controller button prompts instead of the ps4 ones. that was all fine. it's an indie game and it's just been out a couple of weeks. i didn't think a thing about it. for the past 3.5 days the only thing i've wanted to do is play more coral island. you might not be able to marry a merperson yet but i have been cleaning the ocean so i can go talk to them, you know?

but this morning moseyed my ass on over to the subreddit, sure i would find cool tips and trivia etc. instead it's every console player on earth talking about how the crashes make the game unplayable. even on the pc version, there's apparently only 3 merpeople you can even talk to and the cleaning the ocean quest ends with a literal "wip" on the screen. the pet adoption function is still in its infancy, you can't dig for fossils, kids don't grow up, and chests keep vanishing with items in them. i felt like i had only barely scratched the surface of this game but in actuality. maybe not.

andl ike. not to be a whiny pissbaby. but i am SO FUCKINGGG TIRED of games releasing when they aren't FINISHED. i thought an indie game that was in early access for SUCH a long fucking time would be safe from this phenomenon but apparently fucking not. i was fine to wait as long as they needed but when i am flat broke - when as a household we are food bank 2-3 times a month one house payment behind BROKE - to spend $30 on an INCOMPLETE GAME during the HOLIDAY SEASON when i have to fucking buy presents for people is INSANE. if i was going to play the INCOMPLETE version i could have paid the much lower early access price. and i deliberately on purpose did not do that and got tricked into doing it anyway!!!

like how can you raise your price and claim it's because the game is complete now and RELEASE IT ON CONSOLE when the game isn't actually complete now? did they need the extra money to continue development? did some suit stick his nose where it didn't belong? and my ass is WAY past 4 hours so there's no way i can return it. i'm stuck with this game now, just as it is, with the money i paid for it.

idek if i will keep playing. it's fucking fun as shit and ik when it's finished i'm gonna love the hell out of it, plus i've got a ways to go yet before i start hitting walls. but man what a way to take the wind out of a girl's sails. "wip." i spent the last 4 in-game days doing nothing but cleaning the ocean. good lord.

tbh going on reddit was a mistake. that was my bad. i would have preferred to find all this out the hard way and enjoy myself until then. or: better: i would have preferred not to buy the fucking game yet! wild how that works! i hate i hate i HATE this economy!!!!!!!!!! that's so fucking evil!!! i literally want my money back!

#personal #coral island blogging #aaaaaaaaaaaaaagggghhhh.#sorry to put this under a cut i'm complaining. i'm not being nice. don't read it if you don't want to listen to me complain

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hell0kittyland · 5 months

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NEVER have I craved food this bad bitch bye ? I’m 70hrs and 30m into a 720hour water fast and it’s the way I wanna die like my mom cooking a full on home cooked meal she went grocery shopping and made snacks and all these mukbang videos in my reccomended and I’m like I just want to eat the dirtiest food ever

And then I remember what’s the point. I never loose weight unless I’m strict like this going cold turkey, okay I ruin 3 days of suffering but it’s like I’m going to get hungry again and be back at square one. And I never feel good after eating I feel FUCKING HORRIBLE like actual SHIT. and so I’m like what’s the point? Food ain’t that good for me to ruin everything. So I’m like just complete the 30 days and shut the fuck up you’ve done it before. Are you gonna let food ruin your fucking life? just DO IT. Im not fucking doing this shit where it’s new years and because I ruined everything the same month I’m whinging about has finished and I could of been in the 50s a couple of kg away from GW. Like that’s NOT wtf we gonna do. I did it fucking September - October and November and I’m fed up. Yeah I did loose an extra 10kg in those months but idc idc idc plus it takes me like 3 weeks to refeed slowly so I don’t gain it back so realistically it’s 30 days pure water and then broth based meals for the next few weeks so I should loose EVEN more weight

Point is I actually physically slapped myself to get control. The week is gonna fly by right? Look 2 hours until I hit day 4 and then bitch it’s only 3-4 days and then BANG week 1 is already done, we already 25% through! And I already dropped 2.7kg in 3 days so idgaf we continuing baby!!!

#ed not ed sheeran #i want to ⭐️ve #@na vent #@nor3×14 #@tw edd #⭐️rve #3d f4st #f4tsp0 #sk11ny #⭐️ving #⭐️ve #🕯️as a 🪶#tw ed but not sheeran #ed not sherran #tw a4a #4norexla #fatty

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lightleckrereins · 1 year

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sorry if you’ve already answered this before but is there a reason why the cruise cleves costumes don’t have the reveal?

Three words: time, budget, convenience.

Cleves is by far the costume that takes the longest to make and probably the most expensive out of all of them because for a full reveal set they need to make two costumes; one tear away for the reveal and one not for after (and photos/extra performances).

There is no way for them to use only one costume for both. The jacket and shorts are rigged in a way that allows them to stand the first half of the show and then torn away fast (this is complicated to the point that some cleves costumes are notorious for giving trouble). And then the costume is thrown behind the set. In theory they could figure out a way to take it backstage without the audience noticing but that gives the costume team about 3-4 minutes to reassembly and make sure the costume is not going to fall apart for the rest of the show (while probably being in the dark). Its easier to just have a second costume.

One of the most complicated parts of making a Cleves is the fittings, they need an outer costume that looks good while covering the leotard, allows for movement and is made just right for the reveal to happen. Cruise queens have one initial fitting, maybe another during rehearsals and a final one; they also do rehearsals in florida so no chance for everyone to get to the costume shop in NYC enough times while in rehearsal (land casts have at least five fittings while being relatively close to the costume studio) thats definitely not enough to make a full Cleves. Also I think we have seen a few reused costume pieces for the alts already meaning those were only altered for them which cant be done for the reveal pieces on a Cleves costume.

On top of that, cruises have a shorter timeline than land productions from casting to boarding (and sometimes are accross the sea until a few days before rehearsals) and no chance of finishing costumes in the middle of thech, or finishing the alt costume after opening, or starting with only non reveal ang getting it later. Once the cast boards the ship, unless they are doing an NYC based route its almost impossible to do fittings or alterations so everything needs to be ready fast. Plus the costume studio is always working on multiple projects at the same time. Having two full sets of costumes done is complicated enough already, adding a reveal would make it pretty much impossible.

Then you need to consider how the cruise productions work. Six months for each contract in which they do 2-4 shows each week. At best a cruise costume will be worn for around 50-100 shows at worst for two. Its probably considered not worth it making a full reveal for that many shows. Rounding numbers on land principals can do over 400 performances in a year, alternates in the UK have at least 52 scheduled shows plus any other they might cover, in the US they still do less but most of them have hit at least 15-20 for each of their covers and there is always the chance they will take over for a full week or two. Cruises still do considerably less shows so adding two sets of reveal cleves with all the time and money that implies is probably not considered viable option or something worth the additional investment and complications.

#ask #six the musical #six costumes

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furious-blueberry0 · 19 days

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Sneak peak of my current fic wip:

As the Suns continued their travel across the midday sky, Q’Tark started to prepare for her own journey to the mysterious location.

She changed her clothes, taking off her jewelry and her darker robes, opting for pale sandy clothes that would help her to camouflage better with the environment, but she did not change her belt and her iron mask.

She also prepared her bags, filling them with food, water, medicine and extra clothing, and then bringed them to where Rok’orruk was giving the last adjustments to the Bantha he had chosen for her.

As she had gotten closer, she had noticed other members of the tribe helping him, like the little A’Yaarr and her father U’rurr, or the old artisan Q’Leirg, but the most notorious of them was Ch’Vo Theq, the boy who had recently become a man, according to A’Qam and the Tusken costumes.

He had begun courting Q’Tark since her last visit a month before, constantly helping her in any way he could and leaving her gifts in the tent she was staying in.

He had not openly said anything about it, but Q’Tark was no fool, plus she once saw him sneaking into her tent, and when she went in she had found an intricate bone necklace on her mat.

Of course she wore none of the gifts, that would have insinuated that she had accepted the courting, which would have been a real issue, not only because of her jedi status, but also because Ch’Vo, even though he was an adult by Tusken standards, was actually 16, while Q’Tark had just celebrated her 30th birthday a few months back.

She had talked about this with A’Qam, searching for advice.

The Tusken courting ritual was a private affair, the chief had explained to her, and the only way to stop it is to clearly reject the one who initiated it in front of at least a witness, and if after that they still persist, then outsiders can intervene.

So it was up to Q’Tark to make it stop, but every time she tried to talk to him they were either alone, or he ran away before she could even say hi.

Today it seemed that his gift would be helping her prepare for her trip.

As he and Rok’orruk secured her saddle on top of the Bantha, he kept looking back towards her, visibly getting more and more nervous as she approached them.

“You’re here!” exclaimed Rok’orruk as he finished adjusting the last belt of the saddle. “The Bantha is ready”

“Here!” she said in her broken Tusken “Bags are ready, can tie them?”

She still had some difficulties speaking the language of her people. Obviously there was no one who could teach her at the Temple, so she had to learn it pretty late in her life, when she visited the planet for the first time.

Luckily the others in the camp understood her difficulties, so they also used their signing language when talking to her to help her understand, she wholeheartedly appreciated it, but it still made her feel self conscious about it.

“Yes, yes, give them to A’Yaarr”

At that the young girl came running towards her, arms extended as Q’Tark lowered the bags to her.

She then walked to her father, the weight of the bags making her stagger, passing them to him as he tied them to the side of the Bantha.

“Thank for the help, Rok’orruk” she said to the her friend as she bowed in gratitude for the favor.

“No need for that Q’Tark” he responded with both his voice and his hands “Just be careful, bad people live there, and they do not like us Tuskens.”

“Know and will, more than 3 days no, I will come back.”

“I know this. But please try to bring the Bantha back, we already lost 2 this month.”

“Rok’orruk!” suddenly shouted Q’Leirg from the top of the animal “All’s ready!”

“Yes I can see that.” responded Rok “Come on it’s time to go”

#this is like #a fourth of the start?#it's getting a bit longer than I planned it to be #but I am liking how it's turning out #my fic #fic wip #star wars fanfiction #q'tark yiqt

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neurodivergent-uni-support-group · 8 months

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When your brain refuses to function with the same strategy everyday

I've recently finished writing my dissertation after 3.5 months, so am still just about living in academic mode. Unfortunately one thing I haven't seen people who struggle with executive functioning talk about as much is the fact that I can find a strategy that completely clicks with me and works perfectly, but then won't even help me get five minutes of work done the next day. So, I'm gonna slowly build a masterlist!

This was originally supposed to be specifically about how to find the right music to function with but might as well broaden it out a bit. If anyone has any strategies/music/website recommendations that work particularly well for them, let me know and I'll be happy to add them!

Music

Lofi Girl Livestream - Starting with the obvious one, but it's well-known for a reason! The song styles remain consistent enough to not get distracted by changed while still being different enough to keep the brain working, people are constantly in the live chat so there's an element of bodydoubling, and it's a livestream so you don't have to worry about changing songs partway through work. Plus if lofi hip hop's not your thing, they have a synthwave version too.

There's a platypus controlling me but it's lofi (1hr edition) - Getting a bit weirder now, I will admit, but I stand by this one 100%! At least once in every assessment period I will have it set to loop and playing for a full day. If instrumental music leaves too much room in your brain to be distracted, this one usually does the trick. The first couple of rounds might seem more distracting than it's worth but half an hour in, you'll be golden!

Mario Kart Double Dash Full OST - This doesn't specifically have to be Mario Kart Double Dash, but it is a fun one! Basically just think of a game that makes you feel nostalgic or comforted or happy, see if there's a full OST for it and hopefully it'll help. Other soundtracks I'm a fan of using are Danganronpa 2 and Professor Layton, but it depends what kind of speed/genre you prefer.

Minecraft but it's raining - Kinda similar to the previous one but this time it's particularly peaceful OSTs with extra sounds on top! The one linked is the video I use the most but it's the same few songs repeated over and over for 10 hours so depends whether you work better with repetition or variation. There's also an Animal Crossing one here.

8D Lofi Girl (2hrs) - If normal lofi and added rain isn't cutting it, 8D might be the way to go! Since the music is constantly changing direction it adds a bit more interest to your brain. It's only 2 hours long but there do seem to be a fair few others on YouTube so shouldn't be too difficult to turn into a playlist or queue.

I'm Still Standing - Just the song. I just put it on loop and for some reason it sometimes works. Pick whichever song you want for this, though maybe keep it for final day crunches and be prepared to never be able to listen to the song again outside of work.

Websites and Apps

Forest - The main programme I've been using this time around! You set a timer and choose a tree, and every time you complete a time period of work without going on one of the apps/websites on your blocklist, another tree is added to your forest. It comes as both a Firefox Addon and an app, which can either be used synchronised or separately. Be warned, if you do want to synchronise them, you'll need to buy the premium version of the app, but it's a one-time payment of £3.89, so if it's something you can afford, it can be really useful.

Noisli - A mix of background noise and generally useful features, this one's a website and an app. It has lots of different background noises and you can mix and match them to make your ideal work setting. There's also a timer and space to type within the website if you don't want to move outside of it during work!

#actually neurodivergent #actually autistic #university #studyblr #university life

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yootaesowlwrites · 11 months

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Smutober List

I know I am months early, but I want to start now because I’ve been working slow lately and I want to post something for each day while also making the fics a decent size as well. So here is the list, plus prompts I’ve chosen (a wheel picker chose randomly) for everyone I’m currently writing for. I gave each of them 2 prompts to make it extra challenging for myself and there are a few that seem like it will challenge me. Which I will start either this weekend or next week when I am feeling better.

Also please note, I’m currently no writing for every SKZ member as I’m not too confident yet, but for those I am confident enough to write about, they are on the list, and masterlists for them will be created.

I am also still deciding on which days will get double posts or if I will continue into November with the remaining posts.

If anyone/writer wants me to post my prompt list for use, please let me know.

1. Kim Youngbin — “Give me a little show.” + “Can you feel what you’re doing to me?”

2. Kim Taehyung — “I never knew you were such a dirty girl / boy.” + “I swear to the goddesses i won’t stop until you’re shaking.”

3. Q / Ji Changmin — “Aw, your legs are trembling, does it feel that good?” + “Call me ‘Sir’ when we’re alone like this,”

4. N / Cha Hakyeon — “Choke me and bite me,” + “Are you going to eye fuck me all night or are you going to do something about it?”

5. Kim Inseong — “Get on your knees.” + “Did I tell you to stop?”

6. Leedo / Kim Gunhak — “Let me watch you touch yourself.” + “I want you now.”

7. Kim Sunwoo — “Bed. Now.” + “Your head between my legs sounds so good right now.”

8. Xion / Son Dongju — “Can you not keep that damn tongue in your mouth?” + “Cum for me.”

9. Lee Keohnee — “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself.” + “Has anyone ever told you, you have really nice hands?”

10. Kim Younghoon — “You must forgive my lips... they find pleasure in the most unusual places.” + “I’d like to lick your pussy / cock. i'd like to hear you scream my name.”

11. Seo Changbin — “Go ahead. touch it.” + “Be a good girl and spread your legs.”

12. Lee Juyeon — “I love the way you look with my fingers inside you.” + “I want to taste me on your fingers.”

13. Kevin Moon — “Are you sure? Once we start, i might not be able to stop.“ + “I love it when you talk dirty.”

14. New / Choi Chanhee — “Are you growling?” + “Which do you prefer, fingers or mouth?”

15. Eric Sohn — “How many times have you jerked off to me?” + “I just want one tiny taste…”

16. Dawon / Lee Sanghyuk — “I don’t know what to do.” “Then let me teach you.” + “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

17. Ju Haknyeon — “Get on your hands and knees, right now.” + “I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.”

18. Choi Minho — “Have you ever used handcuffs?” + “I love it when you kiss my neck.”

19. Hyunjae / Jaehyun — “I want you, all of you. i want to feel you inside me, deep inside me. i want you to tell me when you’re going to cum, hear you moan my name and fuck me harder.” + “Don’t cover your mouth… I like hearing you.”

20. Yoo Taeyang — “I know a way to release all that nasty tension.” + “I want to taste you.”

21. Lee Seoho — “I’m not wearing any panties.” + “Don’t make me take you home and punish you.”

22. Rowoon - Kim Seokwoo — “Did you touch yourself while I was gone?” + “I desperately want to take you out for dinner and slow dance with you until the sun comes up, but I also want to grip your hair as I watch you writhing underneath me.”

23. Hwang Hyunjin — “I-I want to touch you too. Please remove the cuffs…” + “Fuck me like you mean it.”

24. Chani / Kang Chanhee — “Lay back and touch yourself. I want to watch.” + “I like it when you say my name like that.”

25. Lee Jaeyoon — “I could watch you ride me all day.” + “Don’t be gentle.”

26. Zuho / Baek Juho — “Did you touch yourself?” + “Don’t cum yet…”

27. Hwiyoung / Kim Youngkyun — “Finish inside me, I mean it .” + “I want you to touch yourself”

28. Yeo Hwanwoong — “Can you help me with this zipper?” + “Each of my thoughts about you are improper.”

29. Lee Sangyeon — “I think you deserve a treat.” + “Are you trying to turn me on or are you really that oblivious?”

30. Onew / Lee Jinki — “Grab the headboard for me, will ya?” + “I was just about to wash up. Care to join?”

31. Han Jisung — “Faster,” “I need you to hold onto something then.” + “Don’t you dare pull out.”

32. Lee Taemin — “Are you trying to seduce me?” + “I don’t have to be inside you to make you feel good…”

33. Jacob Bae — “Excuse me for being too forward but your lips make me wonder what the rest of you would taste like.” + “Can I join?”

34. Lee Know / Lee Minho — “I like it when you touch me there.” + “I want to watch you fall apart.”

35. Key / Kim Kibum — “Sit on my face.” + “I want you to leave marks.”

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demonicfreakish · 2 months

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Good morning peeps~

I apologize for my lack of content as of late. But I will explain what I updated my patrons on. -

Rosemiri and I are getting so VERY close on finishing chapter 1 of our comic False Lies. Which means we need to double-time it right now while everyone is slightly behind us. Right now everyone is 7 pages behind us. We need to finish Chapter 1, plus 20 pages (bonus content) detailing what happened to Clyide before he shot himself, and get 10 pages into Chapter 2 before the end of the month. In short we have a lot to do and very little time. I will be back to uploading my regular content soon. But this takes more precedence as this will be our first official printed/published story!!! Keep in mind the extra 20 pages will NOT be posted to webtoon/publicly. These pages are specifically meant for the printed book and digital version.

I hope you guys can understand why I am not posting much and continue to be patient with me~ ;0;/ If you want to see the work that is going on and want to help support me, then check out my Patreon:

Right now this is the best way to support me at the same time seeing my art in real time, before anyone else, and content I do not post publicly. OH! I will also note that we have officially gone past the general definition for a comic. (But I think we blew past that a LONG time ago since to be considered a comic you have to have upwards to 32 pages to be considered a comic.) We are officially making a graphic novel~ (Which is anywhere to 40-500 pages). How many pages do we think Chapter 1 will be? That we aren't absolutely sure on but it will be around 250 pages. And I am about 90% sure on that. Because right now we are sitting at 220 pages to potentially finish chapter 1. Give or take because the finale could go to 230. Right now we have 195-215 pages sketched (planned) out. And there are still a few deets we've yet to go over. Hope you guys appreciate this little tidbit of news. And thank you all for the support! ;0;/ <3 <3 <3 If you wanna read and catch up on False Lies before we finish check it out here! False Lies is a Supernatural Fantasy comic following a young girl haunted by a witch. Full of monsters, giants, creatures, and magic~ All while Rose and her friends try to learn how to survive in a post-apocalyptic world they thought they knew.

#gt comic #gt story #comic art #graphic novel #giant/tiny #macro/micro #g/t comic #web comics #web comic #webcomics

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goldenempyrean · 2 years

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Could you do on where Reader has been on a mission for like a month or something and then comes back and Wanda is sick but tries to hide it unsuccessfully because she wants to go on a date or something with Reader because they’ve been gone so long. So Reader makes her stay home and just rest but Wanda is being stubborn

A Less Then Kind Illness

Hey! Tysm for the request, I hope you enjoy :) lemme know your thoughts. I’ve finally finished my request inbox so please feel free to send some more in. I enjoyed writing this alot and I may or may not have stayed up till 3am just to get this finished ;)

Any spelling/grammar errors are purely mine. I am far too tired to double check this

Quick thank you to @lyak12 for helping me with some of the ideas!

Summary: A nasty cold has made its way through the compound while you were out on a mission. You come home to a very quiet compound and a very sniffly girlfriend.

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You stepped off the quinjet and took a deep breath of the cool New York air. Finally, you were home. You had been sent on a 2-week long solo mission in the chilly Russian mountains, searching for a rumoured Hydra base. Well, it turns out that the base was there and it posed a legitimate threat due to the fact it was heavily armed, you had to spend an extra 3 days just to make sure it was fully safe. And after all that time you were looking forward to seeing your girlfriend again once you got back home.

You did find it slightly strange that Wanda hadn't greeted you at the landing pad, usually she was there readily waiting for when you arrived. You had even shot her a text 10 minutes prior to landing to tell her that you were close. Maybe she was just busy. You didn’t let you mind wander too far as you made your way into the compound.

It was eerily quiet as you wandered through the surprisingly empty compound hallways.. You did smile to yourself though as you heard distant laughter coming from the main common room. You stepped inside and laughed to yourself as you saw Clint and Thor playing MarioKart on the big TV, hurling childish insults at each other.

“Hey guys.” You leant against the doorframe and smirked to yourself.

“Y/N! Welcome back.” Thor jumped up to greet you, “How’d the mission go?”

“It was okay, nevermind that. Why’s it so quiet in here? Where are the girls?” You inquired as you grabbed a small bottle of Sprite from the public mini-fridge, leaving your bags next to the small countertop.

“I think Wanda is down with whatever bug has managed to sweep its way through here. She looked tired earlier.” Clint called from his position on the sofa.

“Wanda did infact look unwell when I saw her earlier. I advised her to go back to her room and sleep.” Thor added as he unpaused the ongoing game, earning himself a dig from Clint.

“Wait, Wanda’s sick?” You asked for clarity as you began to pace back and forth. Wanda had only been sick twice in the 4 years that you had known her, you couldn’t help but start to grow concerned and that worry only increased when you heard Clint say;

“I think so. I wouldn’t be surprised if she is. This cold is seriously horrible, even Nat’s gone down with it, she actually went willingly to her room to sleep it off.”

“Nats down? Like as in shes actually in bed resting?” You couldn’t hide the hint of shock in your tone as you spoke. Nat never got sick, nevermind actually going to her room to rest. You couldn’t help but worry about what condition you would find Wanda in when Clint’s voice cut your thoughts off.

“Yeah ‘Tasha’s been down for about 2 days now, this bugs hit her hard. Plus Stark wont come 10 meters within the compound while there are still ‘germs’ here, and then Banners off on some geeky conference in London,” Clint finished his sentence with a chuckle but stopped as he saw your worried expression, “Hey don’t worry, Im sure Wanda’s okay..”

“I know. Im gonna go and check on her though, we were meant to be going out for dinner when I got back but she’s definitely not going to want to cancel, even if shes sick.” You said as you swiped the box of tissues sitting on the main table, “Just incase.” You noted out loud.

“Give us a call if you need anything.” Clint said as you turned to leave.

“Thanks. I’ll see you guys later.” You said, making your way to the door.

Thor waved you out as he went back to his ongoing game, “Cya Y/N. Now go and tend to your girlfriend.”

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It hadn’t taken you long to reach the door of your girlfriends room, you had taken a slight detour to slip a ‘get well soon’ note under the door to Natasha’s room first. You gave a gentle knock on her door and waited… No answer. You knocked again, this time a little louder… Nothing. You sighed and reached around in your pocket for your keys, you didn’t like letting yourself in without permission but this was an acception. You unlocked her door, taking care not to make too much noise as you entered her room, the door silently swinging open.

The first thing you noticed was how dark it was. Wanda always opened up her curtains bright and early, she had always loved the natural lighting which would flood the room through the wide windows. Yet the inside of her room was dark and eerily still. The only sound was the gentle snores coming from beneath the mound of blankets on her bed.

A grumbled moan of confusion came from the sheets as you saw Wanda slowly shift from her position as she gradually woke up. You cursed at yourself for waking her but Wanda was known for being a light-sleeper. As she poked her head from the sheets you noticed her rather sickly appearance. God she looked exhausted, even in the dim light you could see the dark bags beneath her eyes, you also noted her flushed red cheeks and pinkish nose.

“Y/N?” She murmured, her hoarse voice still full of sleep as she slumped against the headboard of the bed.

“Hey darling.” You sat down on the edge of the bed and rubbed her leg, “A certain somebody told me you weren’t feeling too hot.”

Wanda sniffled as you spoke, rubbing the sleeve of a hoodie, which happened to be one of yours, against her nose. “Here.” You placed the stolen box of tissues beside her, “I thought you might’ve needed them.“

“Thanks,” She took one and blew her stuffy nose, trying to get some form of relief, “Did the mission go okay?” She asked as you stood up to open a window, letting some much needed fresh air into the clammy room, taking care to leave the curtains shut.

“It went fine baby. How long have you been sick for?” You couldn’t help but ask.

“I woke up yesterday and I didn’t feel great. I think I caught it off Nat since I was looking after her a few days ago.” Wanda admitted with a sigh before breaking off to cough chestily against her wrist.

“Aww, you really don’t sound too good ‘Wands. Have you taken anything yet?” You asked before hovering your hand above her forehead, waiting for approval.

She gave you a slight nod in allowance and you gently rested your hand on her head. You could feel her sink against it as the coolness hit her feverish skin, “Your really warm baby. Your definitely running a fever.” You clicked your tongue as you finished your sentence and you went into her bathroom to search for a thermometer.

“What have you taken for this?” You called from the bathroom, still searching for the device. You could’ve sworn that there was one in there last time.

“Nothing yet-“ She was interrupted by another set of deep coughing, your heart aching throughout every second of her fit.

“Wanda, you okay? Wheres your thermometer sweetie?” You called out to her as you began to search the final cupboard.

“‘Tasha’s room,” a small voice called back, “She has a fever too.”

You really didn’t want to disturb Natasha just to get a simple thermometer, especially if she was feeling as unwell as Wanda. With a sigh you admitted defeat. Y/N: 0, thermometer:1.

You weren’t concentrating and almost walked straight into Wanda as you came out of her bathroom empty handed, you were even more surprised that you hadn’t heard her get up from the bed.

“Wanda, what are you doing? Your meant to be lying down.” You asked, visibly concerned and slightly startled.

“We had plans.” She said, her hoarse voice shaking as she spoke, “We were meant to go out when you got back.” She turned away from you to cough into her elbow, the sound of it made you cringe. She sounded so horribly congested and you couldn’t help but sympathise for her.

“Oh baby.” You muttered as Wanda swayed on her feet, “That can wait, we need to get you feeling better first.”

“But I- Hhh’htschiew! H’etschoo! Hh..h’itschiew!” Wanda seemed to have lost her balanced as she stumbled back into your open arms, you could feel the heat radiating from her body. Had she gotten even hotter? You carefully supported her by the waist as your mind raced, unsure of what to do next.

You were about to insist that she get back into bed when you noticed the uncomfortable dampness which had soaked through to the sheets. The poor thing was literally laying in her own sweat, this fever really wasn’t going easy on her.

“Dizzy…” she mumbled as she swayed in your arms, the room spinning around her as she sniffled to herself.

“Just sit here for me sweetie. I need to change your bed.” You instructed her to sit in the small cosy armchair opposite the bed. You also pulled a fresh pair of pyjamas from her drawers and handed them to her, “Can you change by yourself?” You asked sincerely with no judgement.

She gave you a little nod and you turned your back to give her some privacy and to collect some new sheets from beneath her bed. You waited for her to confirm that she had finished changing before pivoting around on your heels. You picked up her dirty clothes and threw them in the hamper at the other side of the room.

“Heh’tischoo! Hh’tishoo!”

“Bless you Wands. Im sorry your so sick.” You sighed as you sat on the arm of the chair, rubbing her back through the thin fabric of her clothes.

Wanda let out a moan of discomfort as she scrunched her eyes together, “My head hurts..” She admitted quietly and you kissed her temple.

“That’s why you need to lie back down. You’ll feel better if you do.” You tried to convince her to go back to bed but she was having none if it. You had finally finished putting the final clean pillowcase on the bed when Wanda made her next point.

“I’ll be fine Y/N. Please just let me take you out, I haven’t seen you in weeks.” She argued. She did have a point though, you hadn’t seen each other in weeks and going out did sound amazing but there was absolutely no way that you were going to let Wanda out the compound in her current condition.

“Please Wanda, sweetie your not thinking clearly. Can you please just get back into bed for me?” Sadly your coaxing didn’t seem to work as Wanda stood back up from the armchair and shakily made her way towards the door.

This was it. You had had enough of her behaviour by this point. Even though you knew that it was her fever clouding her judgement and she wasn’t purposely being difficult. But you had ran out of options, if being gentle wasn’t going to work then you’d just have to do it your way, “Wanda Maximoff, God help you if you take another step towards that door.”

Now she knew that you meant it. There wasn’t a lot of times when you used your stern voice but when you did she knew that you meant what you were saying. You loved Wanda, you really did but it was infuriating when she refused to look after herself. You took a moment to breathe and collect yourself before standing up and making your way over to her. Offering your hand out to her which she accepted after a moment of hesitation, only to break off from your hold a few seconds later as she pushed you away lightly as she sneezed down into her hand, her body bending at the waist from the force of her unusually strong sneeze,

“Huh’tschIEW! W-woah.”

You felt the weight of Wanda’s body slump against you, as her knees seemed to buckle from exhaustion.

“Bless you,” you whispered into her ear as you supported her back to the bed, “Now this was exactly what I didn’t want to happen.” You sighed as she finally sat back down on the side of the bed.

“I don’t feel good.” Wanda’s tired voice murmured as she rested her head against you, sniffling thickly before stifling a cough against her wrist.

“I know baby, I know. Can you just lie back down for me sweetheart?” You asked and with some more gentle encouragement she finally gave in and followed your directions, climbing back into the fresh sheets.

“Im sorry. Im such a mess right now.” She apologised as you pulled the covers over her shivering body.

“Don’t apologise sweetheart. Your really burning up, I’ve never seen you with a fever like this before.”

Wanda sniffled wetly against her wrist before reaching out the grab a handful of tissues, she seemed to have great timing as her nose promptly began to tickle and she sneezed down into them.

“Hh’tsxchiew! Het’tishoo! Htshoo!”

“Bless you sweetie.” You said as you searched the bottom drawer of her dresser which was reserved for your clothes, you pulled out a thin set of pyjamas and quickly changed into them before climbing in bed next to your sniffly girlfriend.

“Y/N?” Wanda yawned as she curled up against you.

You began to run your fingers through her hair, massaging her scalp lightly “Shh, just try and go to sleep sweetheart.”

“Im glad your home Y/N, I missed you.” She mumbled as you kissed her head softly.

“Me too.”

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amaranthinedream · 2 years

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Hi! Hope you're doing well!! Do you have any BNHA fic recs you don't mind sharing? You seem like you'd know and have read some really good fics, esp bkdk fics :)

Hi!!! I am doing well thank you, still job hunting but that's because I'm procrastinating so badly on it. You've actually caught me at a good time because I've been reading a few recently after hopping round other fandoms for months. apart from the last, these are all complete!

lose it all (with eyes wide open) by ghostwriterofthemachine

KtDk - oneshot - 5k

okay is is MAJOR whump, read the warnings before you read the fic and take them seriously. that said, I love loved this fic to bits and peices and it triggered a search for similar material that I just couldn't find. basically:

"Katsuki is blinded. Izuku is muted. Both of them are kidnapped. Things get worse."

ktdk are kidnapped and are forced to depend on each other, slowly losing their senses of selves and triggering major co-dependency. it has a happy ending and god the way it's written is just so good. I cannot reccommend it enough, it really takes you into their viewpoints and how vital it is that they know exactly where the other is as they grow dependant, and how they start blending together to the point that if one is taken away, the other feels like their world crumples and aspj;oerjjepgijiegwe READ IT

Immovable by asdfjkl129

KtDK - 3 ch. - 75k

Bakugou and Midoriya get trapped under a building together. As Midoriya struggles to keep them both alive, refusing to give even an inch, Bakugou realizes some crucial things and refuses to leave without Midoriya by his side.

I am obsessed with their characterisations in this fic. especially katsuki's, which is so hard to get right and I'm jealous how accurate the author makes him. ktdk in this fic love each other so so so so so much and they are so ride or die. it's exactly what it says in the summary, what it doesn't mention is how the first chapter will make you clench your jaw with tenseness and then melt into a pile of mush for the second two.

"Average Person Gets Kidnapped 3 Times A Year" Factoid Actually Just Statistical Error by ohshiddlesticks

Kt & Dk - 2 ch. - 5k

"Midoriya Izuku just sort of assumed that everyone else got kidnapped at least once a year, and his once-or-twice-a-month ordeals were just a little bit more than normal." –– Bakugou gets kidnapped, and Izuku is surprised that nobody else knows what to do. It's a normal childhood occurrence, right?

this isn't technically ktdk but it's adjacent-ish. it's back in the LoV kidnapping arc where izuku, used to a lifetime of kidnapping events, goes and singlehandedly gets kacchan back. i don't know how to describe it any better than that, I just love fics where izuku kind of comes out of left-field with skills that people don't realise he's had because his life-experience as a quirkless person means he's been exposed to different things. plus, he's badass and i always love reading aizawa's reaction to his problem child going off and causing him problems

The Distance Between Suns by totallyrottentomatoes

KtDk - 17/19 ch. - 220k - INCOMPLETE

okay the summary for this one is too long for a tumblr post that's already long so I'm making my own

Katsuki and Izuku grew up with each other in a forest deeper, bigger, and more mysterious than any usual gathering of trees. they are seperated when soldiers come to burn down their world; Izuku is taken to a city of sand as prisoner, ending up as the prince's advisor, while Katsuki is taken to a camp to train as a soldier for those in the city. They struggle to find each other and go back home once more

if you love intense world-building, political/smart!Izuku, bamf!Katsuki, and ktdk willing to burn the world for each other (and if you're coming here from OEL then you probably do) then this is the fic for you. i haven't had the extra brain power/time to immerse myself and finish this just yet, but i'm halfway through and i want to take this fic by the shoulders and snuggle it, maybe chew on it's fingers a little bit. I need to become one with the fic. it's amazing

those are a couple of the ones I've been reading recently, but if you want my all time faves then just go to my bookmarks where i always save the fics that i want to reread over and over again. Or, if you haven't already, then shameless self-plug and go and read (or re-read) any of my fics that take your fancy!

#bkdk fic recs #mara answers asks #long post

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yyyyanyan · 26 days

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Book Club: Trials of Apollo series (1, 2, 3) by Rick Riordan

part 3 of camp halfblood chronicles! I'm done with this man lol I don't want to keep reading

So I happily went off to read fanfiction after finishing Heroes of Olympus and I got caught off-guard by a cute little spoiler :) and I was like "no way is this canon right? it's not canon right?" but I was too spooked to keep reading fanfiction. I could not be at peace. I had to start the next series. So I went and did that

and goddamn idk what it is about this series but it's such a drag. I don't particularly like Meg or Apollo (I think Meg is interesting, but I'm not particularly attached, and I can see when Apollo is meant to be funny, but I'm not amused) and I'm just not drawn into the story. I also somehow feel like it moves simultaneously faster and slower than the other books? Like I feel like I'm moving through molasses trying to get through the story, but when I reached the end of the book I was like "Wait, that's it?"

So on one hand I think Apollo's memory/knowledge is handled brilliantly and it adds tension without feeling like a straight up nerf. I also think Meg's backstory is SO interesting and I'm totally curious to learn more about her. But on the other hand... I'm so bored LMAO

I think Calpyso totally saved book 2 simply because I love her <3 She and Apollo are literally so funny together. I also think the drama of like, trying to save the little girl (I'm so sorry I already forgot her name) was really good? This one was way more interesting than the first one. But I feel like I was also just interested because my faves (I also love Leo btw I just didn't say his name) were back and less so bc the story was more interesting to me lol

anyways book 3. I'm salty about this one!! very very salty!!!!! So first I found out my faves (Piper and Jason) have BROKEN UP and then my fave (Jason) DIES!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm so upset about this one fr ToT HOW COULD JASON DIE????? HE HAD SO MUCH LEFT TO DO!!!!!! anyways the tension was really cool except I'm MAD that he died ToT like literally that's my big takeaway from this book.... Jason died............ I'm like extra mad because I just don't think things got wrapped up well for him!! Like I mentioned in the Heroes of Olympus post but his Roman/Greek conflict thing was soo interesting and I really don't think it was in any of the other charas so I was looking forward to see it expanding. I also thought his promise to Kymopoleia was going to be amazing and I got so excited seeing his little monopoly houses :( and then... you're telling me he's gone..... :((((

I kind of wonder if the Jason and Piper thing gets explained more because in my opinion it came out of absolutely! nowhere!!! so I just went and read some discussion/saw some spoilers about it and I'm just like :/ damn. I think like with all of the facts together and Hera/Juno's influence and how it felt like it was forced on them then then yeah it does make sense that they broke up :/ but like someone commented, I'm upset because the narrative didn't treat it like that! I'm just like really sad bc all of that happens offscreen and we don't get to see it happening and plus I totally thought they worked through the false memories (cough 6 months between Lost Hero and the argo II sailing cough!!). I think I could accept it if I saw hints of it but it totally blindsided me and THEN Jason just dies???? like ugh :( also I was shook when I was googling and I found out people didn't like him ToT he's always been my one of my faves lol :'D

Anyways I borrowed book 4 and I'm like a fifth of the way through I think? But it's been like a week at least and I'm tired and I've moved on so I'm going to take a break and maybe (probably not) come back to it another time. I'm curious how it ends/what happens but not curious enough to keep going. I am totally cut up over Jason and I'm too salty LMAO

#yy book club #yy ramblings #pjo #hidden oracle reading time: 3 hours 21 mins #dark prophecy reading time: 5 hours 1 min #burning maze reading time: 4 hours 14 mins

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rabbitindisguise · 5 months

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oh man I don't have holiday plans this year and I know why (it's because I basically haven't hung out with any of my friends for the past 8 months) but it still Sucks especially because I know the past couple months I have just been all over the place mentally and emotionally so I wouldn't but up for it anyways but mrehmreghrhehgugh

it is the first time since *checks watch* 2019 where I genuinely didn't have anyone to spend time with to distract me from the Everything so I dunno I'm really feeling it this year I guess. Doing this without a therapist is really hard. I can tell I'm rapid cycling but it's hard to climb out of it :/ plus the group meeting social thing I go to felt unsatisfying for a number of reasons like I was hoping it wouldn't be. I just feel. Bad.

So like, all of these are the problems, which means once I understand them I can start planning out a way to reframe it and even potentially think of solutions . . . . so okay there's a lot of reasons why this is different from last time. I do have plans just not the day of. It's not that people don't want to hang out with me, most of them are just on the east coast. The last time I had a really good experience but also it was a lot of physical and mental strain and I might react to it more poorly this year. The past couple weeks I've been ruminating, participating in a lot of negative self talk, sleeping poorly, and my routines are still all thrown off. I haven't been talking the breaks I need. This is even a good opportunity to sort out my priorities on how I want to spend my time and strike a balance between online hobbies (which tend to trigger mania) and physical in person meetups (which tend to give me more psychological stability).

It's not even online vs in person, because these negative emotions are affecting me even when I'm talking to friends online. Plus I can use this as a good opportunity to catch up on things, like editing photos from flower piano and other trips and that link collection I promised. This gives me time to work on gifts and black friday too- I want to get the most bang for buck on things I typically can't afford, and having some time available to do that is nice. And for the rest of the time pre-holidays, I can finish updating my bullet journal like I haven't done in forever and go over all the good things/important things that have happened to build a more accurate perception of my progress with my mental health over the past year. Frankly I feel like most of my progress stalled in feburary and it's been awhile of just putting my coping skills to the test. But I do know that even if it feels that way, I have really made progress in some areas, and I should continue to do the habits that I found to be the most helpful in maintaining the best conditions for me to communicate successfully with others and make people feel comfortable. I can send cards again and stuff too as a treat because I find that relaxing.

Other than that this is making me think I should make plans in my budget to get a light therapy lamp because this aligns too perfectly with daylight savings (some symptoms, the particularly concerning ones like anxiety and panic attacks as well as overwhelming dread over social interactions). I don't need to get a new bullet journal, but I should probably consider getting copic refills at some point since I'll be picking it up again and that's a big part of my journaling . . . process? technique? it's what I do when I have some extra energy to devote to it.

List of things to do:

light therapy lamp

catch up on bullet journaling

edit photos

shop for presents, make presents, and send cards

calendar the different events I want to go to (maybe big day holidays in person, smaller less celebrated holidays online, etc)

sleep before 2 a.m.

wake up before 10 a.m.

take my multivitamin (and frankly the rest of my "extra" medications like benedryl) consistently

stay hydrated and fed

make plans for copic budgeting

I also need to be reasonable with myself with what I can actually afford and what I actually need. I've felt an increasing pressure financially because of a bunch of *waves hand* debt stuff but ultimately I can't live my life waiting for that to resolve. So I can sort of make the assumption that I will have money going forward and should start using my savings account properly now that I'm planning on doing that.

#personal #mental illness #another long post about mental health #it's been awhile it's good I'm doing these again especially since I'm still in search of a therapist

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