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sleevebuscemii · 2 months
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#a friend is coming back from a solo kayaking trip in patagonia today and i feel like such a shitty person for this but i just.#really dont feel like im in the mental space to hear about it.#and partly its because where im at mentally and personally right now just makes it hard for me to be happy for others#or at least for it to not open up doors that bog me down badly and thats on Me like thats totally my own shit#and even if i know hearing about their trip will be hard its an asshole move to approach them with#‘im not in the mental space to hear you share something you’re really excited about with me’#on the other hand.#i know the real reason its gonna suck so bad is that with This particular friend this trip just gonna be another thing they did first.#and in a perfect world it shouldn’t matter who the fuck did the thing first but in this relationship and in this dynamic it always has#and so i Know that yeah im mentally in a place where taking in other people’s good news is hard#but also im just dreading having to hear every detail of how this trip is something i will never measure up to#every detail of things i would have to do bigger and better for it to matter and like. idk i fucking hate thinking about this#because it always makes me feel so small and bitter and they’re such ugly feelings#but also i know this dynamic isn’t like this because of me but i also know nothing i’ve ever done to try to change it has worked#and it’s like. i just have so much anxiety around this conversation that hasn’t even happened yet#and it’s because i know it’s gonna open up all this shit with it#m
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popop-maru · 4 months
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#dont read this shit lmao it sucks#that christmas feeling when you realize that one or two good days doesnr break you out of the suicidal funk youve been in for months.#and you realize you really have no accomplishments and nothing in life to be proud of or look forward to.#and you realize you are really a fundamentally unlovable person who has wasted over 20 years of life that others have used to build familied#and you realize it will always be this way because something inside you is just fundamentally broken and undesirable and just.#just useless and completely unneeded by people and by the world at large and that youll never have the life you wanted#you just dont have the tools or the mental fortitude to start over and create the life you wanted for yourself and you never will#and all you have are temporary comforts that have no lasting impact on the world or even on your own life as a whole#and that you are basically just a parasite wasting space and wasting time until you finally die because nobody will ever truly want/need you#even if I got a job today thats really all im doing with my life. just waiting and wasting time and trying to make it more comfortable.#until i finally die and look back and realize thats all I ever did and i didnt even deserve that.#sorry but I feel like I just need to scream into the void even tho I hate being like this online.#but everyone i know has other bigger problems and they dont need to hear this so im just yelling at computer#i just want to be happy and feel fulfilled!! i just want to be loved!! but i am born incapable of these feelings bc i was just.#made wrong#or i made myself this way idk#but something went deeply wrong with my life and Im just stalling until its finally over#bc Im too scared to just end it myself no matter how much i fantasize about it.#this isnt a cry for help or anything I just feel like I need to say it and feel seen before I explode.#anyway I really deeply hate myself and I feel I am fundamentally not human and not deserving of my life#but i still hope maybe you wont unfollow bc maybe this stupid blog made uou smile once#and that maybe that makes you feel a connection idk. thats all i can do. thats all im capable of.#suicidal tw
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#i get that theyre scared but im so tired of family members saying they want more guns n more shooters sent to prison n see how they like it#every time i hear anybody close to me speak up about this i get geniunely so drained. no boundaries to speak of rn. and still i want to#pipe up and mention that maybeee consider not that. but i realize even that one intervention of a 1sided convo will not get them to wake up#it takes a process. it takes slow and long.#and i know i have a responsibility to intervene when possible. but like rn? im exhausted and miserable and not resourced enough to take care#of myself and these other people at the same time. they really are out here hushing each other whenever they talk ''political'' in fear ill#keen over and die from the additional mental strain as if i dont  think about these things on the daily#idk the ppl surrounding me are so intolerable to me rn. at least a function of that is how much im intolerable to myself and how shaken i am#mentally spiritually emotionally intellectually. whatever#im so tired of being a women like how they think a woman or a man should be. im so tired that im just sucking it all up and unable to#turn it into direction towards more useful ends. now it just sinks to the pit of me and stays congealed and im stuck. im stuck. im stuck!#i miss being in a place where i could see all this and move forward anyways without getting knocked out of alignment.#it rly feels like rn im crushed into either a fetal position spiritually or on my hands trying to howl toothlessly and w/o clarity#i have so much trouble trying to stay in my body and letting myself talk shit. any kinda shit. im starting debates im getting run down im#getting mired in the pointlessness of being right or being better or being more correct than ever. im starting shit i dont have to in the#name of glory or betterment. and directly tied to this is getting so mired up in the guild and dread and panic of proving and being a talksp#erson#i get threatened much more easily and i get intimidated much more easily. i try to take up as little space as possible. as if doing so will#actually do something to help me breathe. what a joke!#what a default state return to patterned meanness. sorry. im trying to collect myself and step down without hurting myself.#it doesnt feel like im moving at all from where im at but im probably crawling. im probably inching myself along.#keep making room for being watched though. i feel like im being watched. i keep thinking im letting down all the people ive talked to b4 abt#such things. i wonder if they would sneer at me? i keep looking towards how i was few months ago when i had more energy/presence/okayness#and i miss having fun. i miss the knowing that we would be okay we would figure it out as we figure it out#i miss not falling into the trap of proving myself to ppl and if i did to climb back out.#rn if its not flattened and a distant dissociated state im generally embarassed to exist. to speak. to know its never now/never.#i miss knowing and believing concretely that there are people many people doing this work who are thinking hard and doing hard things#and offering contempt to myself is like condemning myself to burn out farther and farther and the best i can do rn to counter that is#acknowledging i have indeed done the bare minimum; which is wise.#acknowledging i have indeed thought ill and i can follow that up w a bringing back to an acknowledgement of my efforts.
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pearl-likes-pi · 25 days
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i honestly dont know hoe to say this, but you really had a hand in shaping my brai chemistry while i was growing up, no kidding. i remember when i was 13 or so and whenever you posted a pearl rap career chapter it would unironicaly make my day (specially when you dropped the peridot chapter i had a stomach infection or smth, so that video and the last one out of beach city episode were on replay for me for a few days). its really weird seeing that rebecca managed to make a safe space for lgbt folks (it was really hard for me to accept myself as gay, it seems really simple nowadays but back then it was so discomforting to even thinm about it so su and its fandom, and by some extent, your vids, helped me externalize some feelings or queernes i guess, do you remeber when someone said your video editing was raw and masculine? lol). anyways, its wild to think i was in 5th grade when i first watched laser light canon and now im finishing my journalism course in college and seeing how this show raised me in some way and helped me to be aware of my own mental health i only have good memories, thankfully, and its really sad to see that it ended, but i honestly wouldnt have had it any other way. its kind of a long rant but id like to thank you, mackenzie, your videos made me laugh a lot when i was a teen and they still make me now. this show was truly a gift, it made us connect to something bigger and magical. this was kind of a long rant since ive kinda forgotten that su existed and remined that it existed because of some dreams lol. i remembered back then when i was super anxious about the cluster episode, i remeber checking your tumblr everyday and seeing fanon content. i really dont know how to express myself since english is not my first language and i tend to ramble on a lot on my native one, but id like to say youve made me smile a lot, it was so cool seeing you present the su podcast and being an intern at CN. i honestly wish you the best.
Dude it means so much to hear that my lil shitposts have had an impact on people!!!! I completely understand where youre coming from re: SU's impact on your life (and acceptance of queer identity) and feel the same way!!! im so grateful for this show and everything it represents. in a world without Steven Universe my current life would be completely unrecognizable. like genuinely I dont think any single aspect of my life would be the way it is without SU. which is nuts but it's true!!!
I love engaging with this community and it gave me a lot of support when I was at a place in my life where I felt pretty isolated. I'm kind of rambling now too but this seriously has been sitting in my inbox for a bit now and I just knew i needed to respond and say thank you for sharing. <3
ALSO LMAO I FORGOT ABT THE RAW AND MASCULINE COMMENT THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME HAHA
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the-s1lly-corner · 6 months
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*explodes into your request box*
HEY HEY HEY, im back.
Came to ask an platonic Child!reader with the rest of the gang.
BUT HEAR ME OUT
Child reader is like an wolf in sheep's clothing, like reader has an cute expression on their face but when someone tries to touch them, they'll go like: "touch me and ill rip your hand off" in a full innocent voice and that cute smile.
And child reader has shark teeth.
Tyy!
*explodes*
- 🦭
The cast x child!reader (platonic)
throwing this together after waking up from a really nice nap! i still have the kinger request to work on but my brains still stumped.. sobs.. requests are still open by the way! you can find the link to my rules in my previous post, or you can look in my pinned! :O apologies if some sections for the characters are a little short, my brains still a lil okfvokffvovf from waking up TToTT
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CAINE:
a child? in the circus?
he doesnt quite know how to make of it, i mean... its not like he has to make any accommodations, the circus is a place for all ages afterall!
i give you this new concept: dad caine
lightly scolds you when you threaten someone, bad manners!
i think he would be like a stereotypical eccentric dad
in house adventures seem to tone down just a touch so theyre not too intense or dangerous for you, keeps an eye on you to make sure you dont get stuck anywhere or flung across the room
rip bubble, you probably pop them when theyre within a foot of you
pinches your cheek only to have his hand comically chomped off ("now now (reader)! what did i tell you about biting! time out!)
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POMNI:
similar confusion that caine has, but like, more so
how did a kid even get their hands on one of the headsets??
honestly i think pomni might be the type to be uncomfortable around kids; she doesnt hate them she just doesnt know what to do with them
also kids can possess a different kind of cruelness when they really put their minds to it and shes already in a mentally precarious position as it is
she doesnt avoid you though!
was bitten a grand total of one times, she made the mistake of trying to take you somewhere during an IHA and she didnt make you aware that she was going to put her hand on your shoulder
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JAX:
okay you cant swear in the circus, but i feel like jax has some very creative ways to work around that, making these new colorful euphemisms that dont skip out on the crudeness. he teaches you some of his favorites just to watch the world burn
lightning fast reflexes, should you try to bite or hit him; not that hes going to try to put his hands on you
actually
i can see him picking you up via scooping his hands under your arms, or literally just holding you up by the scruff of your next
congrats theres now the image of jax holding a flailing sheep child in our heads. his shins will be kicked in the second you get put down
thinks its funny when people have to do double takes when you let out a threat or say something dark
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RAGATHA:
i think she would be a cool babysitter, or big sister figure to you
similar to caine she will lightly scold you when you're being 'rude'
doesnt try to figure out why you dont like being touched, also respects it. respects your space as well, she doesnt totally baby you
she is a little sad that a kid so young got stuck in the digital world, though
even if you could remember things, i dont think she would ask out of fear of possibly upsetting you
likes making you little things (small pillows, plushes, ect) since i can see her being into sewing.. might be because shes a doll, though
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KINGER:
i said it once and ill say it again, kinger is dad. like i already hc he had kids before getting stuck in the digital world, but i also like to hc that he and gangle have a dad/kid relationship, at least when kinger was less... paranoid
like he still has the capacity to be a father figure to you, but i think with you being a little... ermrmfl.. he might be a little put off
tells you stories about "being a king" (ie embellishing the one time he was put in charge during an IHA ages ago) and tells you about some previous in house adventures
youre so short he genuinely doesnt see you approaching sometimes so he either gets jumpscared by you or literally trips over you on accident
is so so apologetic once he gets over the initial shock of suddenly meeting the floor
really if you follow this guy around and show interest in his interests hes gonna adopt you
he knows your threats arent empty, even if they arent hes not going to try to find out
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ZOOBLE:
zooble seems like the type of person to find some vague amusement in kids swearing or saying out of pocket stuff, i cant explain why
cant teach you swear words thanks to the censoring of the digital world but hey... they can still spell it out...
honestly i hc that zooble themselves doesnt like being touched so hey you dont have to worry about that, they personally get it
cool older sibling energy. while ragatha gives off sweet n caring older sister, zooble gives off the energy of a cool older sibling who like. idfk skateboards or something
zooble skateboarding real
not much else to say here
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GANGLE:
similar to pomnis but this is more so because gangle is intimidated by other people thanks to her shyness!
i think gangle would be in the same boat as you and zooble, in terms of touching, but in gangles case its because shes made of ribbon and thus can be pushed around very easily
would cry on the off chance you snap at her :(
she lets you into her room sometimes to let you draw with her! kids like drawing right?
thats her reasoning, at least
i mean hey, it gives you something to do and gives you a break from all the chaos
actually pretty okay when her comedy mask isnt broken, actually makes an attempt to properly get to know you and crack a few jokes
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thiccsys · 4 months
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Do you have any interesting Error hcs??😵‍💫
oh god dont even get me STARTED
anyways so im starting 😸 TW for a suicide mention
- Error has star freckles along his cheeks and joints. hes so fucking beautiful and amazing and pretty i have to kiss him on his haphephobic cheek mwamwhamwa
- i like to draw him with loose threads hanging around his clothes or sockets sometimes. really brings out the hobo-esque aesthetic he has
- this is mostly canon i think but he’s chronically lonely and will be friends with anyone that respects his boundaries (no touching) and listens to him. despite everything he is prone to killing friends he makes
- he likes chocolate (canon) however he ONLY likes dark chocolate. white chocolate is the bane of his existence
- his glitches smell like an energy drink. additionally, they are tingly to the touch
- he is schizophrenic and autistic. if you asked him to ramble about undernovela you would NEVER EVER be able to leave nor hear the end of it
- i believe he isn’t aroace. i believe he’s biromantic Idksexual. HWOEVER, thanks to cq he has difficulties recognizing love (he’s oblivious to nsfw topics) and likely would never be mentally stable enough to uphold a relationship where he and his partner are happy. the feelings are there but the mental capacity is not
- he would kiss asgoro he would not listen to his haphephobia he would crash himself for a kiss on the mouth from asgoro
- he’s claustrophobic. some enclosed spaces he can deal with, but most others he cannot. being comfortable under a blanket? yes! being TRAPPED under a blanket? panic
- coraline would be his favorite movie for the theme of dolls and sewing
- he is suicidal. he would kill himself after destroying every au; he’d kill himself if he knew how much of a hypocrite he is (canon). he’s VERY prone to depression and suicidal ideation and, if anyone got close to him, should handle him and his mental state with care
- he likes baggy clothes because he’s autistic. sensory issues = clothes on skin (or in this case bone) bad = baggy clothes
- when he’s not out destroying aus aka “working” he’s quite a cozy, homey guy! he takes naps, drinks hot chocolate, gets real cozy and warm and soft when he watches his favorite show or gets to knitting a new doll.
- he’s had a tea party with his dolls.
thank you for asking
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pleasetiemyshoelaces · 22 hours
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Ok I don’t know if you can help with this but I need some advice
Basically I feel like one of my friends is using me and kinda treating me like a therapist or some kinda support person
My friend has always had issues regarding family and self esteem. She also has an issue with personal space and boundaries. This lead my other friend to distance herself from my other friend I’ll just call M. One night I got a text from M and she was begging me not to leave her. All of my other friends have left her since for reasons I don’t know. I only know that my friend I’ll call A left her because she has been rude towards her, blaming her for her mental issues and doesn’t respect her boundaries. Wanting to be a good friend I stayed with her and tried to help M apologize to A so A could at least see that M was actually sorry and even if they weren’t friends they could leave off on a better note. But M didn’t wanna apologize to A in person saying she was going to have a panic attack and asked me to apologize to her on discord. I did that and A said she didn’t accept the apology because it didn’t feel genuine. After that A and M didn’t hang out and kept distance. But I was closer to A and had more classes with her so I stayed with A more then M who I only had one class with. M would then go on to say A seemed “mad” that I talked to her making it seem like A was some kinda control freak. Act like i was trying to not be her friend because I didn’t talk to her because she wasn’t talking to me or participating in any work. And saying that I “backed away from her like a rotting body” because I talked to A to show her A didn’t give a shit about us still being friends. I wanna help M but I feel like she’s really only using me as a support person. She’s always telling me “she’s a failure” and that everyone hates and that people are leaving and begging me not to leave her. And I’ve seen that M is actually pretty mental not ok. I’ve seen her scratching herself until she bleed and showing it to me and A even though we tried to stop her. She constantly talks about how her brother is the worse and how her home life isn’t that great. I don’t wanna leave a person who I know might not be ok if I do. But at the same time I feel used. Like she’s only really being my friend because I’m her only option and I don’t want to leave her. It feels like she’s taking advantage of my kindness. I tried to help her make things right even apologizing for her.
I genuinely don’t know what to do
You are being used, whether intentionally or not your friend is using you as an emotional dumpster, to do all the heavy lifting for her emotionally.
You've got two options really, neither are going to be easy.
You talk with her, tell her that whether she realizes it or not she is using you, shes not treating you like a friend and im guessing you only ever hear from her when shes having the worst day ever, or has some other reason to trauma dump on you. She either sees what shes doing and makes a change or she doesnt, and at that point you only have option two left
option two being cut her off. I know its never easy and doesnt feel nice to do, especially after you've been backed into the corner of "everybody leaves me" and you dont want to be "just another one" But you cant help someone that doesnt want to be helped, and your friend sounds more concerned with making everything everyone elses fault instead of delving into why she pushes everyone away.
you also do have to prioritize your own mental health, and being an emotional dumpster takes its tole.
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Being Bloodhounds Younger Sibling pt. 2
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Reader: Gender Netural | "you" | Platonic
Notes: the gif makes me smile, bloodhound smiling 🥺
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To be honest, when you seen Bloodhound ontop of Fuse like that you were tramatized.
"Y/n-"
Just immediately closing the door.
"I understand your pain now Arthur."
Finally someone gets his pain.
So in traumtization buddies, you feed him instead, along with giving Bear a snack because he ate already
Akward...
You best be sure when Fuse and you get placed on a team he's like:
"So. Eh..heh...hows your day going."
"Good. I suppose. But your face reminds me of the time my sibling was ontop of you."
"Ah...eh...houndy likes to feel poweful."
"My sibling is powerful. You cannot handle them. They go soft on you."
Fuse figures out soon that you dont exactly know what your talking about....
But that kinda makes Fuse think. Is bloodhound easy on him?
Fuse tries to get to know you the best you'll let him. Your standoffish, keep to yourself, Pathfinder is someone thats only really gotten close to you, both physically and mentally.
Its true you've stuck yourself to Pathy while out and about, he showed you kindess and was simply pure of heart
So he was allowed to hug you, allowed to get in your personal space
He just has a vibe that makes him want to be around.
Despite you not suppose to be as he's technology
You see alot of Vantage, Fuse and Bloodhound together.
You figured Vantage is there daughter but wonder why you hadnt been introduced yet.
But before you could bring any of that up your older sibling comes knocking at your door.
"Hi."
"Hello."
"Come in."
Bloodhound walks in taking off the mask and helmet, setting it down, "Come. Sit."
Y/n and Bloodhound take a seat on the floor, "i have something for you."
Y/n watched as a box was handed towards them.
"They will aid you."
Y/n was silent as Bloodhound opened the box, "They will help you hear again. Better, easier."
Y/n looked at the book and shook there head.
"Y/n please."
"That is against our ways."
"Y/n." Bloodhound spoke grabbing there hand, "We cannot keep ignoring our future. Rayma has made them for you. They blend in with your hair and skin, they will be hard to see."
Y/n was silent as they watched Bloodhound take them out the box. They trusted Bloodhound with there full heart and mind, and allowed there sibling to fit them to there ears.
"There-"
A loud ringing came with the word as Y/n quickly pulled them out tossing them away holding there ears in pain.
"Sorry! I'm sorry-"
Bloodhound was quick to grab them from the floor, "too strong I suppose. I will turn them down."
Y/n watched as Bloodhound fixed they twisted a little nib, "Lets do one for now."
With time, Bloodhound adjusted them perfectly to your ears
But they couldnt help the look they were given, you looked lost
Maybe this was the final straw? There really was no going back to the old ways
Bloodhounds thankful to Rayma/Rampart,
And like always they help you adjust
And its werid being able to hear everyone so clearly now.
Pathfinder's excited for you, like holding your hands jumping around excited and Wattson joins in
You dont exactly know whats going on
But to thank Rampart you carve something nice,
You stick with a Prowler, the type that stalk the snowy mountains.
While your carving Pathfinder comes over to talk to you on the drop ship.
"So thats bloodhounds sibling?" Vatnage asked.
"Yeah. That the's rumour goin around!" Rampart smiled, "To be honest though mate, we'll never know by looks. No ones ever seen ol' houndy's face."
"Im gonna go say Hi!"
Vantage happily marched her way over, Y/n silent despite Pathfinder's constant talking.
"Hello! Im Mara!"
Y/n looked up then back down at there carving.
"Ooo you carve too? Im a carver myself." Vantage cheered watching Echo relocated infront of Bear.
"Bloodhound is with Fuse. I believe they are the upper deck." Y/n spoke, "Do not eat the bat."
Bear backed up and pouted, Y/n going back to work.
"Wow. You knew before he even opened his mouth! Thats pretty keen!" Vantage cheered, "But I heard your Bloodhound's sibling. You're a hunter too then?"
Vantage was answered with Silence, "You're name's Y/n right? What was your village like?"
Silence again, "Silence is fun too! I'll sit with you and carve with you!"
Y/n was quiet, they always were, after all they had no social skills outside there sibling relationship.
But with this Y/n couldn't help but feel....replaced.
Bloodhound had Fuse, and Vatnage.
They an odd little makeshift family
You didnt wanna ruin anything bloodhound had made for themselves, but the idea of them kinda just going off and leaving to make a new family kinda hurt
You'd never admit that though.
"Hey! Mara!" Mirage cheered making his way over.
"Mr. Witt!" She smiled, "Mr.Witt! This is Y/n! They're bloodhound's sibling! Well. I think they are atleast. Y/n! This is Mr.Witt! He's super cool!"
"I just came to introduce myself to the g-gor-to the pretty new person." Mirage flirted.
"Do you think you are pretty?" Y/n questioned.
"A little yeah." Mirage smiled, leaning on the nearby crates just to slip and fall, Y/n watching him scramble to his feet.
"So! Me? You!? Pork chops?" He smiled, "I have booze! Wait- that sounds wrong- I'm a bar tender! A good one at that!"
"If you're asking me for a partnership you must ask the eldest of my house."
"Oh! Yeah! Parent consent's...cool. even at our age...anyway-"
"Bloodhound is on the upper deck." Y/n responded.
"Huh?"
"Bloodhound is eldest." Y/n informed, "It is bloodhounds word."
Wait....he's....gott ask...
NOT THE HUNTER.
He'll admit. Bloodhound, sweet, nice, but in situations like the games, and serious moments they're pretty uh....spoopy
BUT HE GOES THROUGH WITH IT
WAIT- NO- WAIT MIRAGE NO
"So...Y/n..."
Bloodhound looked at the man, "ah you have met my sibling. I do hope they did not stab you, social skills are not there strong suit."
"No! No! No!"
"Then?"
"I wanted to take them to the bar. Ya know. Hang out with them."
"The bar is not there strong suit i assure you. If you wish to hang out with them truly. Ask to go on a hunt."
"Aye! Witt ya ol' fella!" Fuse cheered coming up with two bottles in his hand, handing one to bloodhound, "if I'da known ya were gonna be here I'da brought you a bottle."
"Im not staying long. Just askin about Y/n."
"Yeah? What's up with the kiddo anyway? Stab anyone new?"
"Witt was hoping to go on....a hangout as he called it." Bloodhound commented.
"Ya wanna take Y/n out on a date?" Fuse commented, "Good Luck."
"What is that ment to mean?" Bloodhound spoke.
"What? Nothin. Y/n...the kid's...just uh." Fuse told, "Diffrent....ya know?"
"No. That is why I inquired."
"The kids....hard to be friendly with. Kids...off putting, rough around the edges."
"You are saying my sibling is rude-"
"No-"
"Then what?" Bloodhound asked standing up.
"I told ya! Y/n's rough around the edges!" Fuse spoke in defense, "Hey! Maybe witt will smooth em out, huh?-"
"Y/n does not need smoothing out. None the less a man nor woman to do so." Bloodhound argued, "here."
The bottle was shoved in Witt's chest, he catching it quickly, "Goodbye. I need to check on Arthur."
"Houndy! I didn-"
But bloodhound was already gone.
You were confused as Bloodhound came back upset though No one could tell but seemingly you
You chased them down worried.
"No need. I am alright." Bloodhound reassured, "I will be back-"
Y/n grabbed Bloodhound by the shoulder stopping them, "Last time you said you'd be back you left....for a long time."
Bloodhound sighed, "I. I am sorry."
"You have apologized enough. I just want to you to tell me whats going on. I can not stop you if you wish to leave."
"A small tussel with Fitzroy is all." Bloodhound responded, "I supoose I am a little defensive as of recent."
So you go to sit with your sibling. Its nice to be in each others presence even in silence.
You're for sure targeting Fuse next match.
So it helps that next match you get put with Revenant and Mad Maggie.
"I want Fitzroy's head."
"I like you already skinsuit."
Talk about trail following. Dude your like ontop there team.
Fuse, Loba and Bloodhound all on one team
So you'd for sure have to take out Fuse secluded.
Luckily your able to single him out, throwing him against a wall.
"Woah now! Houndy wouldn't like you killin' me eh?" Fuse tried to persuade, a joke in the tone of his voice.
"You upset them."
"Ah. That. We talked that out I swear!"
"Hm." Y/n hummed in thought, "Oh well, better luck next time."
finisher for the kill? absolutely
But then Maggie's shouting she's down, and Revenant follows quickly after.
"One last egg! Callin it your family!"
Oh...Is Bloodhound the last one standing?
you can be sure there's an epic standoff.
"May the all father guide my victory."
"And may the Ragnarok falling be as brutal as yours shall be this day."
Bloodhound chuckled, "You were always one for the fall."
"The fall is just as important as the rise." Y/n spoke in defense, "you taught me that."
"You listened well for having been impaired," Bloodhound praised, let us see if your tongue is as swift as your knife."
"Verbalailty is something you reached me not to lean on as well." Y/n spoke, both taking a step forward, "I do hope your age has not impaired you much."
With the last words, they charged at one another, cargo bots that also acted as cameras in the games focused in on the two.
"Hey! Hey! wait!" Wattson called, "Look!"
The two teams stopped the firing, and they all looked at one of the larger screens that were usually meant to show legends, playing the battle out.
"You never bring a knife to a gunfight," Bangalore spoke.
"I don't think it's the gun Y/n's worried about," Wraith told in defense.
"An interesting fighter indeed," Ash praised, "but stupid, very, stupid."
Y/n was knocked on their side, groaning, knife and axe were knocked away.
"You fought well little one." Bloodhound praised, "But I must finish what I have started."
Bloodhound was quick to grab their own axe, Y/n getting to their feet as they stood ready to defend.
Cue the epic battle music
You werent giving up easy, and neither was your older sibling
Think about the Kratos verus Thor fight from the beginning of the game, and...just...thats you guys
But when weapons get knocked away, slidding off the side of the platform is when you both finally realize your just above lava
You got pinned to the railing but managed to fill bloodhound over you barely catching there hand before they fell into the lava below.
"What are you doing!?" Bloodhound argued, "let me go!"
Y/n looked down at them, they'd kill Bloodhound for victory? For Slatra...
"I. I can't!" Y/n argued.
"Y/n! Let me go you've won!" Bloodhound defended.
"I cant! I can't!"
"Why not!?"
"I can't loose you!"
Its like morality had struck you, you were killing your sibling.
"Y/n. Let me go." Bloodhound ordered, "I will be alright. Remember. It is just a game. I will see you back on the ship."
Y/n looked down, loosinging there grip, "You promise?"
"I promise."
So, you dropped Bloodhound, winning the smaller battle, and picked up both teammates.
"Ya crack an egg, good on you kid."
"yeah. Thanks..."
Okay everybody going back to fighting now
Sure enough, you did
You didn't win, placed in the top three though.
You could care less though and ran straight to Bloodhound hugging them tightly.
They congratulate you on your success, you were doing quite well for being new
no matter how old you get praise from your older sibling is always reassuring
Mad Maggie out of all people consoles you, sitting beside you
"You took a big step eh?" She spoke, "It gets easier kids, don't cha worry! Take it from me."
"You're people."
She looked at Y/n and chuckled, "Eh, Salvo's one hell of a dog's arse if I say so at the moment."
"You're people are lucky to have a warrior such as yourself."
"Suppose I'm a bit of a fuck up. Especially when it come to the family."
Y/n looked at her as she handed over a bottle, "One for the top three."
Y/n nodded taking the bottle, "I suppose, I am a fuck up as well."
"Don't let it get ya down-"
Maggie went silent as she watched Y/n chug the liquid from the bottle, "ugh!" Y/n gaged pulling it away "Burns-"
She only laughed as their gagging self.
Here comes Mirage asking you out again,
"On a hunt."
"You hunt here?"
"yeah sure why not."
It's been a while since you went on a hunt, and so you invited Bloodhound excitedly.
Vantage wants to go and even cuts in asking.
You are still iffy about Vantage: you can't help it, just human nature you suppose, being jealous.
But here comes octane wanting to join too,
"A group hunter sounds refreshing. Y/n?"
You nodded and said you were inviting one more person too then.
So when you're all dropped off and given a few days rest, you all gather at a ship, and there you come dragging Revenant
Mirage wishes he just invited you to read in his room at this point.
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simpliao · 2 years
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plz im so excited i found your blog!! if you feel like it, could you write something about him and the reader getting into a fight and the reader tries to storm out but he won't let them bc (not to be parasocial) he seems like the type to have a "never go to sleep angry" mentality and im a sucker for hurt/comfort :(((( thank you in advance, and if you dont get to it thank you anyways for the writing you've already done!!
growing pains ; (irl) schlatt x reader
summary : although schlatt is comically angry for entertaining purposes online, it doesn't mean his anger doesn't seep into his real life too. moving in is stressful, he does it enough to know. although when it's someone else moving into his space, the stress of the change puts a strain on the both of them.
info : swearing, angst turned fluff, she/her, afab reader.
a/n : happy to hear it, anon ! it's such a blessing to have you here, again, thanks for the support ! ♡ I'm not a hundred percent confident in this one shot, but hopefully you enjoy ! thank you so much for requesting !
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Budding romance was meant to be idyllic and sweet, right? Being with a newly found lover was supposed to be peaches and roses, the kind of happily ever after feeling foretold in every folk tale out there. That's what would have been figured by Schlatt, having a harboured love of sappy sweet love songs, being new to this kind of thing made actually being in a relationship throw him for a loop. Sure he's had his fair share of one night stands and school crushes, but it never extended to the level of which he's shared with Y/n.
She was this kind of ethereal perfection in his eyes, adoring her as if the woman hung the very stars and moon themselves. After a handful of months, of course he thought it would be logical to ask her to move in. She slept over at his place quite a number of times, she always seemed to at home anyways, what would be the difference of actually having her all the time?
A lot, actually. It started good, moving her in was actually fun. The pair seeing who could manage to carry the heaviest box up to his place, racing to see who could make it back down the building first, and of course hearing her little stories about every item she owned. Finding a place for everything took some creativity, but worked out in the end.
The first night also went swimmingly, having his woman all to himself was a nice change. That was until that following morning he awoke to his bathroom occupied and showing no signs of ever opening up. Just fifteen more minutes! Or so she said, it was never just fifteen minutes. He adored hearing her laugh, but not so much when he was demanding for her to open up so he could shit. It was easy in time to get fed up with the friends she'd bring home, having their little get together's while he was banished to the bedroom to sulk. Not even beginning to mention that one 'guy friend' he just wants to strangle.
Her nagging as he so lovingly referred to it to his friends, was also not appreciated. It's as since she moved in all he heard was complaints directed towards him, you're too loud, you never hang out with me anymore, could you put that in the sink? It was like living with his own mother and slowly he grew to loathe her presence.
It wasn't exactly the easiest for her either.
Being that the New Yorker didn't enjoy having many people over, he never really had a reason to keep his place clean. She'd been over, and being that she never used to stay over longer than a night and morning, it was easy enough to ignore. When it was that she lived with cluttered counters and dirty dishes that sat way longer than they should, she ended up taking upon the role of housewife (or glorified maid).
The mostly convenient-oriented, and occasional forgetful male had bought machines to do basic care for Jambo; and yet at times forgot to empty or refill said machines. That feeling of taking on all the home responsibility was suffocating, and yet she only mentioned it briefly in passing considering that it was his place. She felt more like a guest than a member in what was supposed to be their home.
And the lack of sleep from his irregular sleep habits causing him to be practically yelling into late hours of the night didn't help a bit. Despite knowing she loved this gentle giant, for his hidden away kind nature and charming personality, she grew sick of it all.
Life continued on, and despite inconveniences, the two pretended everything was okay for a while. It worked for the most part, but bottling feelings only caused them to pressurize until the whole thing blows up in their faces. Today was supposed to be another one of those days, unremarkable and really just another Tuesday. However, what they say about the straw that broke the camel's back is soundly true.
From the afternoon onwards, the pair hadn't stopped going at it; both parties forgetting what exactly started this fight in the first place. This shouting match being the only relief they'd had to voice out their issues, by the time the sun had sunk beneath the horizon and a blanket of Prussian blue long having been spread across the city skies, it had gotten far too personal. It was like every word was meant to attack the other person, it was only a matter of time before words were exchanged that weren't meant to be said.
"Have you ever considered the fact that I don't actually want you here?" Schlatt had been seeing nothing but scolding red, speaking lies with such conviction for just a minute he believed it was true. And yet as the moment settled, and rather than yell back something else, the woman he knew he still adored gave a stare of a completely crushed spirit. Mouth hung agape, shock and hurt evident from her complete silence. He could see tears begin to well up, and that's when his expression fell. He stumbled on his following words, although her name could be made out as she dashed past him.
He hesitated going after her, she had just gone to the bedroom and he figured they needed some time to cool off before attempting to meld anything back together. It was only when he spotted her speeding out with a hastily packed suitcase that he bolted to apprehend her. "Y/n." "If that's how you really felt you should have just said so." He was quick to grab her wrists to prevent her from taking off, "there's a lot of things we both should have said." His accent being what it is, made his words sound unfairly harsh. "Schlatt, please, I get it. You don't want me here." "No! Listen, just..."
He could feel anger involuntarily rising from his chest. So knowing restraining her like this and ending up in another bout of hostile yelling, he made the decision he knew would at least calm him down enough to speak out what needed to be said. So tugging her closer, she practically fell into his arms. Although the first couple moments she tried to fight it again, uttering his name as a plea that made a diminuendo with every cry. All he did was stand there, chin resting upon the top of her head, his eyes closed and basking in the feeling of her held close, her overly scented shampoo filling his sinuses; a hit of dopamine rushing his brain. They stood like that for a while, the need for a timeout to the relentless fighting well needed. His thoughts cleared, for the first time today that was, and he began by squeezing her closer before letting much needed words escape him. "I'm sorry."
By this point, she had also given up trying to escape his embrace, blinking away tears as best as she could. "Listen to me, Y/n." He spoke in a tone she never expected to be so faint, delicate and airy as if should he speak above this hushed whisper the woman held in his arms would shatter. He took in a deep breath, buying time in an attempt to find a way to word this properly. "I'm just not used to this, used to us." Again, attempting to buy time to find a way to put his feelings into words, a hand slinked up to tangle his fingers into her hair. "But that doesn't mean I don't like us. It's..." He sucked in his lips, unsure of what to call it.
"Growing pains?" Her strained voice caught his ears, even if muffled against his shoulder. "Yeah, they're growing pains. And I'm not perfect... And no matter how in love I am with you, you're not perfect either. That's okay." Smaller arms slinked up his back, a small tug a weak return to the death grip he held her with. "I still love you too, Schlatt..." The way her face nuzzled into him made his heart melt and familiar butterflies fill his stomach, ones that had seemed to have gone missing for some time; and yet came back in full force. Dread at knowing of how poorly he spoke of her weighed in on him. "I'm willing to work on it if you are." He lessened his hold of her, pulling away to look down into her eyes.
Eyes that looked back up at him with the same kind of guilt he felt weighing his body down, those glass-like doe eyes tugging at strings of his heart he didn't even know he had. "I'm sorry too, I'm so sorry..." "Hey, we're both assholes, it's okay." The reassuring smile he flashed easing her own pressure, her own misconducts coming back to haunt her. Larger hands lovingly cupped her face as they had so many times before, wiping away those pesky tears for her. "I'm willing to go the distance with you." She assured, to answer his comment a short while earlier. The atmosphere of their home alleviated, and finally it felt breathable. "Let's unpack your suitcase then, and tomorrow morning we can talk more thoroughly about it." "Forget about the suitcase, we've been fighting all day. I just want to sleep."
With a grin that told her that everything would be okay, he slowly let his arms slide off her, one hand gently grabbing hold of hers in the lightest of holds. "Let's get some sleep then, sweetheart."
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zebulontheplanet · 18 days
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Hi, I have something to ask. Please don't be hard on me. How do I know what level of autism I am?
I dont know anything about savant stuff, but I fit the stereotype of the intelligent but torment person, and all my problems and difficulties were overlooked because I was smart.
I'm burnout, like I'm only ashes at this point, and I have tried for years now to get professional help, but like they have 0 idea of what even is what is happening to me.
So I think in my support needs, I don't cook, don't do dishes, only "clean" by sorting things, im not in any way capable of maintaining a house, and don't know what level is that, but also struggle with other things like adhd disgraphia dyslexia alexitimia, the thing that transforms period cramps in severe depression (PMDD?), and I already had a job, but literally worked 1/10 of what I should and destroyed the rest of my time, I know I will be not able to do it.
I am not interested in people, never had like any kind of real interactions, the mask kicks in the moment I know someone and then never speak to them ever again, and it really didn't think so much about it until I found a special interests about communicating and found that I really don't get other people, I hear them (badly) and figure it out or just ask and ask, but I only interact with like 3 people and my psychiatrist and psychologist, and most of that time I loss my talking hability or fall right into masking.
I read your post about level 3 and don't know what to think, I don't have help with showers, but like I grew up just standing in the water, and now I have my little system of cleaning myself, but it takes me half an hour because i just snap away, or the water x, or loss myself, or forget the step, or paralized because not capable of transition to next step, or go all day just trying to put myself in the shower but me just don't, and it happens to me with a lot of things, don't eating because not able even with safe food and hunger, ¿is this level 3?
Alexitimia is really a big thing for me, I was forced all my life to do things, and in my childhood, it was a mental and psychological abuse kind of situation, and later, it became a elephant tied to a string kind of thing were I just straight up hurt myself a lot until I just were unable to even stand up, and it keeps happening, but I have put a lot of effort and really taken myself out of any demanding things and try to figure out myself.
¿Is this level 2? I know I need a lot of help, but I just keep arriving at this very bad state and figuring out like one small thing and trying to accommodate it, but then find another barriers, and crashing down.
And I need a lot of help, I think I was just trying to feel validation on that need. Writing helped me figure that. Thanks for the space. My question still stands ¿is this like a regular medium support needs or high?
Hey there. I cannot tell you what level you are. Only professionals can assess levels and determine what level you are.
For as far as high and medium support needs go. If you can bathe yourself, feed yourself, dress yourself, use the toilet yourself, groom yourself, independently, then you’re probably not medium or high support needs. Some need more help than others. Some need less help then others, or only need help with one or two of these things. But if you can do all of it independently, then you’re probably lower support needs.
I’m not undermining your experience. I’m not saying that cleaning, doing dishes, taking care of a household is not a struggle, but those are all iADLs, while what I listed are bADLs. If you only need help with iADLs then you’re more on the lower end of support needs. If you need help with bADLs, then you’re on the higher level of support needs.
Having a strict routine for something and still being able to do it, is still being able to do it. I can’t tell you what your support needs are. I’m not you, I don’t know you, I’m just a stranger on the internet. But if you don’t need intense prompting or hand over hand help with something, then it’s still something you can do.
Level 3 autistic people need help with EVERY step of things, and usually it’s all, or close to all bADLs and iADLs that they need help with. This doesn’t just mean just someone standing there and telling them (although for some it is) it means doing each step for them. Bathing them, putting the shampoo in their hair and physically washing their hair, physically washing their body, physically brushing their teeth, physically feeding them, physically helping them put each piece of clothing on, physically helping them with each and every step of the bADL and iADL.
Thank all, I hope this helps and I hope you get the supports you need and help you need very soon. Have a lovely day!
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simcardiac-arrested · 5 months
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Whats wrong with predator 2018?
it’s been like 10 days i’m tired but i CANNOT stay silent anymore The world deserves to know. you will not believe how awful this movie is
1. the moment the movie starts you just understand that it…is not going to be good. it was made in 2018 so of course it has that edgy self aware marvel humor of Uhmm he’s right behind me isn’t he ? (and then you check shane black’s other works and he directed iron man 3 and everything suddenly make sense) LIKE IM SERIOUS there’s just a scene in the first 10 minutes where this Woman In Stem character goes Lol why did we name this thing The Predator? it’s more like a Hunter or a Huntsman it’s more like a Bass Fisherman LIKE WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? WHAT AM I HEARING RN? it’s so fucking stupid and i hate this type of humor so much like CAN U BELIEVE WE’RE IN A MOVIE? ABOUT THE PREDATOR (DUMBASS NAME (LOL))????
2. i mention the Woman In Stem character specifically because she is. also not good. i’m not going to act like the predator movies have always been the best with female characters (even 1987 has its issues) but at least they were actually BEARABLE. The girl character in this movie is just like. this annoying 2010s smartass quirky girl archetype that we put in our movie because you wanted Women(tm) right? there she is we even made her quirky!!! we’re not going to give her a single likable quality though. we’re going to write her Bad . is this what u wanted ?
3. which is not trying to imply that the other characters are written Good . they’re all written Bad they all fucking suck. none of them have any charm or likable qualities and there’s nothing to get invested in. AND THEY DON’T HAVE ANY FUCKING DYNAMICS BETWEEN EACHOTHER!!!! it’s like they just exist in the same space and that’s It . they don’t get any interesting relationships or interactions . they’re all just so nothing
4. like halfway through the movie it just turns into unapologetic US army propaganda—which is fucking ironic if you know what the original predator was made for (commentary about american terrorism in central america in the 80s under reagan)—the main character’s wife just starts suddenly going off about how he’s so cool and doing so much for his country and he’s in the army waowww wowww We need to shoot everyone who’s worked on this movie and im serious.
5. i…..do not know who this movie was made for. like who is it supposed to cater to? one of its main things is autism and mental illness and yet it has the shittiest portrayal of both. But especially autism. like what if we made a movie about how autism is the next step in human evolution (?!) and autistic people are like superheroes basically (?!?!!!?) and the entire plot hinges on the fact that The Predator wants to become autistic by stealing the autistic character’s autism dna (?!?!?!?!?!?!?? WHAT? WHY ARE THERE EUGENICS IN MY PREDATOR MOVIE? IS ANYONE ELSE SEEING THIS?) (and then the autistic character in question like. actually has unironic superpowers. look he gets overwhelmed by sounds but he can instantly understand and translate predator’s alien language!!!!!!!!) And then the next minute one of the characters says Lol isn’t it crazy how we can’t say the r slur anymore? Fucked up world. LIKE SERIOUSLY WHO IS THIS MOVIE FOR? I FEEL LIKE THIS MOVIE WOULD PISS OFF BOTH THE “WOKE” AND THE “EDGY ALT RIGHT” AUDIENCES EQUALLY . shane black probably thinks autism speaks is a charity i dont even know
6. too much predator in this movie. When i say that they should make a predator movie where every scene has the predator in it YOU SHOULDNT FUCKING LISTEN TO ME IM JUST AUTISTIC. a predator movie is a THRILLER The Fucking Predator himself should appear like. a few times at least until the climax. but nooo this 2018 ass movie just has the predator running around in every scene (btw this predator moves really fucking weird in a human way. Like they usually at least make him move semi alien-like and uncannily, but this movie didnt even bother with that) (also their design is uglier than the original) (also it suffers from the same problem as the 2010 movie by adding a Bigger Cooler Buffer Awesomer Deadlier New Predator LIKE WHO ASKED FOR THIS. WAS MY OG WIFE NOT ENOUGH FOR U) Anyway yeah if you didnt get it yet: this movie doesnt understand what impact or subtlety is. at all
7. the worst thing is with the finale. you see every predator sequel loves to reference the original 1987 movie because well, it’s iconic! it has a lot of meaningful moments and lines! Specifically in the ending of the original movie, where the main character asks the predator “what the hell are you?” and the predator echoes it back at him. Supposed to symbolize us army = monsters who kill without meaning yadda yadda u get it. anyway so in the 2018 movie finale they start to reference this moment too. the main character asks And what the fuck are you (ooo f bomb we’re SOOOO edgy and 2018core) and when the predator starts asking it back the main character just goes SHUT THE FUCK UP😂 and shoots him. it’s like. my hatred for this movie was indescribable at that moment. I’ve never actually genuinely watched a marvel movie so i just took people at their word when they said it was a genre of movie that fucking hated movies. but after watching the predator (2018) which is basically a marvel version of predator? yeah i get it. What if they made a movie that hated its source material and had 0 respect for it. and also hated its audience. and hated being a movie
8. they made the dogs ugly
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a lot of times i feel like i need aftercare after just masturbating because i end up Going There in my thoughts in order to come. do you experience this too? if so, other than finding a human to talk to afterwards, do you have advice on this?
I do experience this! Because what I am into is very intense and heady, I often feel really weird and dysregulated after jacking off and do something in the way of aftercare.
The first thing I do, truth be told, is remove myself from whatever screens I was using, take any gear or restraints or clothing off, and then pace around the house for a few minutes talking to myself, going "Ugh!!! Ugh!!" or "what the fuck! what the fuck was that!" or "that was a good one god damn" or "wow im so fucking insane" or narrating out the end of whatever scenario i was locked into. or even repeating mantras relevant to what i was just doing. it really helps me to verbalize whatever im feeling in that moment, to mentally offload excess energy and begin to gear shift.
then i stand naked in the kitchen for a while drinking a cold glass of water and begin talking to myself more in the way i usually do when im not in a headspace. this usually involves hyping myself up into tackling the next objective for the day. so ill say things like "okay, now we need to vaccuum the carpet and THEN we will lay out an outfit for the party later" or "its time to get out of the house and get some sunshine, man" or "shit we forgot to send that email".
then, if nothing on the agenda for the day is too urgent, i'll usually curl up like a goblin with some snacks and a youtube video. aldi spicy salmis and brie cheese and nick diramio clip breakdown videos are favorite staples. cereal and mike mgtv's videos about bartending and queer bar culture are fun, frothy distractions too. if it's night time ill also curl up in a fuzzy blanket and maybe a stuffed toy.
i also sometimes like to wake my brain back up by reading something mildly intellectually stimulating but concrete, and not *too* demanding of long attention. something kind of practical and grounded and nonsexual. so like, ill scroll the r/amateurinteriordesign page on reddit or r/vanlife to look at the various homes people have made in small spaces, or ill check my favorite investment blog. nothing too heady or abstract.
after ive cooled down for a bit, like an hour or something, then ill be ready to put clothing on and maybe act like a human. a walk outdoors also helps once im not jittery or dissociated. but i find i dont want to engage with anybody or have to pretend to be a person until ive had adequate time to down regulate and savor the headspace i was in.
thanks for asking this question anon, i thought i might be unusual for being like this so it's nice to hear someone else goes through this too. honestly the recovery time and the fact a need for it exists is a big part of the fun! it helps reveal just how genuinely intense the experience and headspace actually was.
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dootiexcupcake · 1 year
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Final Round
First part
Second part
Pairing: Seungcheol x reader
Warnings: angst , toxic friendships , no happy ending
Tags: angst, Jeonghan comes back :D
Word count: 1.3k
A/N: this was a request for @enhacolor ! Also the final installment for this angst series :((. i dont wanna exhaust it and end up hating it so im capping it off here.
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Two weeks. It took two weeks for you and Seungcheol to get to where you guys are right now.
Last week when you called him he finally decided to pick up and the conversation was…strained to say the least. But you kept your hopes up and had Jeonghans reassuring words playing in your head to stop you from crying on the phone with Seungcheol as he gave you curt answers to your questions.
That didn’t stop you from sobbing as soon as you hung up though.
But today is a new day, right? After your phone call with him you guys agreed to meet up at your place to talk things over officially. So that’s a good start.
You’re pacing back and forth in your living room when you hear a knock at the door.
You open the door and give Cheol a warm smile and he returns it with a tight smile. You both wordlessly make your way over to the living room and sit next to each other on the couch, giving the other ample amount of space to not cause any discomfort that could lead to another dispute.
“So,” you start “how are things?” This all feels so strange. You guys have known each other long enough to not have these sort of awkward conversations anymore. 
Why am I making it so weird?
“Everything is fine.” He affirmed. It was the first word he’s spoken to you since he walked in. First time in weeks since you’ve heard his voice in person. 
God…you really missed him.
“But..we should definitely talk about what happened.” His posture straightens as he starts to get more serious, finally looking at you instead of the carpet.
“Yeah. Do you wanna start?”
“No, I wanna hear you first. I didn’t hear you out last time so….I’m gonna do that now.” His tone was uncharacteristically soft, like he was trying his hardest not to upset you. It confused you but you dismissed it as him just trying to be nice.
“Oh uh well..I-I’m just hurt by what you said, you know? I mean, I understand that you have been dealing with a lot at work too! I didn’t mean to stress you out even more.” Hearing the tone of your own voice come off so small makes you squeeze your eyes shut and shake your head, mentally kicking yourself for being so unsure of everything single thing you say and do. You hate to say it but, it sounds so… childish. 
‘I definitely could have worded that to sound less…pitiful.’
“No you’re right.” Seungcheol replies, he rest a hand on your shoulder to dissipate the stress building up within you. A gesture you are familiar with from him, but today it feels so very different. So foreign.
“I’m sorry for how I reacted. It was uncalled for and rude. You’re my friend and I shouldn’t ever treat you like that.” He graciously apologizes. You’re taken aback by his words, it’s not like he’s never apologized before. But the way he worded it so unnatural, his flat tone of voice, the way he was looking in your direction but never directly at you. It felt strange.
The atmosphere in the room is indescribable. You desperately want to assume Seungcheol is just acting weird because of how things went last time. It was a tense argument. One that neither of you have had with each other before. Obviously the aftershocks of it would put anyone on edge for a while.
However the other part of you feels some dishonesty emanating off of him. Why Seungcheol would supposedly lie about his apology doesn’t make sense to you. But that doesn’t ease the nagging voice in the back of your head insisting that is the truth.
“I wanna apologize to you too. When I called you cold and..distant. it really wasn’t ok for me to just come after you like that.” You look at him, you’re genuinely apologetic and you hope he can see it on you face. Seungcheol looks away from you momentarily, you see his face tense but it happens so quickly you can’t pin point exactly what emotion he expressed. He looks back at you and shrugs his shoulders and lazily shakes his head.
“I forgive you. I would have said the same thing if I was in your place.” He says, another tight smile brandishing his face.
You know Seungcheol well enough to see right through that blatant lie. This man is bold and he will always tell it like it is. You were holding back when you said that to him.  He, respectfully, would not have. Instead, he would have straight up asked why you were avoiding him.
“Look, this whole situation was really messy. We’re both sorry and that’s all that matters, right?” He says matter of factly.
“I guess..”
“Right! So, let’s just put this all behind us and move on. I really missed you, you know.” Seungcheols shoulders relax and his face softens. It all looks so natural, unlike everything else he’s been doing this whole time. You furrow you eyebrows at him wondering why he was being so hasty with this conversation. “How about we meet up next week and get some lunch? Just try and get back into the swing of things so everything can get back to normal.” He suddenly proposes.
“Um yeah, I-i’ll let you know if I’m free.”
“Great!” Seunghceol practically leaps out of the couch and heads to the doorway. “See you around!”
And he’s gone. 
Everything is back to normal now…
“Tell me everything he said.” Jeonghan urged on the other side of the phone. Audibly just as perplexed as you are with this whole ordeal. So you tell him everything.
You tell him how fast the conversation went by, how weird Seungcheol was acting the whole time, how dismissive he was.
“God this dude…” Jeonghan mumbled angrily, “I’m so sorry that he messed all of this up for you. That is so not ok.”
Messed this up?
“What do you mean by that Hannie?” You ask after a brief pause.
“Well, I mean by him messing things up between you guys, you know?” He said quickly. You can’t see it but by the tone of his voice, you know for a fact that he’s toying with the hem of his shirt. He always did that when he gets anxious.
“Jeonghan…” you say slowly, voice dropping dangerously low as you try to pull whatever it is he’s hiding out of him.
The line goes silent for a while.
Until he finally speaks up.
“I talked to him.”
Why did that not surprise you?
“He didn’t like you being upset at him for so long so he called me and asked me for advice on what to say to make you…get over it. That’s what he said at least. I’m not saying that you need to ‘get over it’ though!” He stammered over his words, desperately trying to justify himself. After a while of you not responding he lets out a sigh, “He’s been busy, real busy! You know that. He’s not thinking straight is all. Deep down he really does mean his apology its just..not showing yet.”
You let his words wash over you like a thunderstorm. 
Too busy to properly apologize? Not thinking straight enough to care? So caught up in his work he had his buddy feed him lines to read off?
huh.
“I gotta go.” Is all you gave as a reply. Too numb to truly tell Jeonghan how much this hurt you. Too emotionally overdrawn to explain how stupid this all makes you feel. 
So stupid for forgetting the fact that Jeonghan has known Seungcheol longer than you. So stupid for thinking that you were special enough to ever be accepted in their friend group.
Jeonghan speaks up again for the last time, cutting you out of your thoughts.
“I’m sorry.”
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the-s1lly-corner · 4 months
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may we please request gn porcelain doll!reader whos on the verge of abstraction (but has zero idea how to stop it and is afraid to admit it) x jax and maybe pomni (separate) ? ot I love how canon your writing is !! have an amazing day/night :3
Jax and Pomni x porcelain doll!reader whos abstracting !
cracks my knuckles. a TADC angst request? dont mind if i do eheheheh! and ueueueueu thank you anon! i gotta admit im really self conscious about writing characters, doesnt matter how long ive been writing them i always feel that i could do better with their characterization... but im so so happy to know that theyre not too OOC!! that means a lot!! got a little too silly on jaxs part so its longer than pomnis i hope thats okay!!
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POMNI:
gosh imagine this is the first time shes seen someone actively abstract... like yeah sure shes seen kaufmo in his abstracted form, but seeing the aftermath/complete transformation is totally different than being there in the moment. i think she would.. be all over the place. i mean youre at your worst and you dont even understand whats going on... and pomni doesnt know what to do or what she can do to ground you. can you even be grounded back to the present moment? can you even back up and regain yourself? is that something someone can do? i think her panic makes you panic, which ends up making your.. situation worse.. i think pomni would try to keep you together as best as she can; physically and mentally. i got the image of the readers face cracking open and the abstraction stuff peeking out and pomni just... trying to push the pieces back together... its a horrible situation, and before long you're fully abstracted and pomni just stands there. im not even sure if she would have the mind to run away, probably too caught up in trying to bring you back to her.. i think sometimes she would stop in front of your old bedroom door and just. stare at the brand new red X over your portrait
JAX:
unlike pomni, i think he can more easily catch the signs of someone abstracting, though i dont think hes seen someone actually lose themselves right in front of him and transform right there... hmm... but unless you and him are very close i dont think he would bother trying to check in on you. i mean, if youre not, why would he? but... lets say youre both friends, or even partners, and he notices that youve been acting off.. i think it would still take him a little longer than id like to admit for him to actually come to your room to check in on you. perhaps he wants to give you space, or feels youre just going through something and thats your business, or maybe he didnt feel obligated to ask how youre doing as horrible as it sounds (i feel this is more likely if you guys are just friends, though, perhaps not close but still friendly with one another).. gets tipped off that something is wrong when he sees a stray (and glitching) piece of porcelain on the ground... which turns into two pieces, then three. a trail, leading right to your breaking form. i think at first he would think its some joke, before realizing that this is actually happening. unfortunately, i dont think jax is the best comforter so even in your last moments of being conscious and aware would still be spent in fear and confusion.. but at least theres an attempt to try to help you, right? i think jax would actually try to call for help, at least he might be able to admit hes unqualified to help you.. but regardless of if anyone hears him its too late for you.. i like to think he keeps some of your porcelain shards, on the off chance theyre still hanging around even after youre sent to the cellar
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i-need-some-advice-on · 6 months
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I need some relationship advice. Me and my boyfriend (both young sdults) have been together for about a year. What started as gay chicken has blossomed into a qpr of sorts since both of us are very aromantic and didnt expect to catch feelings for the other. I love him a lot.
The thing is, we have this problem. Both of us are extremely independent people and when something in our lite is going down and we dont feel mentally all together, we take to disappearing quietly. We are fine with this, mostly. See the problem arises is that usually he knows why i’m going away or whats causing the turmoil, but hes always reluctant to tell me about it, especially if he thinks it will burden me, but it doesnt and i get concerned and *slightly* offended by the idea i cant handle and know why hes upset, we have talked about this in the past before and how he expects more volatile reactions than i usually give.
Past week i wasnt feeling all that good so i wasnt talking much. Eventually i got over it and asked him how he was doing and inquired on his life but he kept dodging the question much to my chagrine. I confronted him about it and he said he wasnt feeling great but didnt want to talk about just so that i could “feel like i wasnt the only one talking”. I responded supporting but he didnt reply and ghosted me for a few days and im afraid to say my mental space didnt take that well. I respected it and sent him texts telling him about my day and telling him i loved him everyday, not too muchcto be annoying though, just to let him know i wws there, but behind the scenes my emotions took a turn for the worst and icwould have states where i was delusionally crying over a perfeived normal situation where he wws talking to me but it wasnt real.
A few days later, i went to a club to take my mind off it. I met some nice people there but all i could think about was my boyfriend and i didnt get drunk because i started thinking abt what my boyfriend would think. I ended up leaving early and crying on the train home and posting a few tweets frustrated at myself and my inability to cope with it before i blocked him from seeing my tweets. About 30(?) minutes later he texted me apologising and i got angry even though i had made a few tweets abt really wanting to hear from him. I didnt respond.
I didnt respond for a few days and he texts me that hes going to be offline for a few days which was ok but he added in the phrase “if i care” and hes just letting me know and i got angry again and i didnt respond and i havent responded since. Ive been offline for a few days, a lot of my friends are worried about me, but i feel so much emotional turmoil im planning to just keep quiet for who knows how long until it blows over. Am i an asshole? What do i do?
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mrs-galaxy-m · 1 year
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dadzawa a/b/o
Scenting can sometimes happen for dominance, it means the submissive has to smell like their 'dom'
Or comfort, the scent of a loved one makes them calm. Healthy relationships + parents scent this way
But kats was shopping with his pack and izuku was restless
"Hes still not back?" "Nope, none of them are" hizashi says as he takes a sip of his energy drink
"Hn! Well! I'll go find him!" "He took the car and youre not allowed to go out, youre in pre-heat, all you need is his scent okay?" the alpha tries to ease his nerves
"I dont want kacchans clothes I want him! The nest wont feel right without /him/" the omega cried out
"Nope!" "AAA youre not helping!"
"He /cant/ help, midoriya. Hes an alpha, the best his mind can do is give you a pat on the back" aizawa tiredly says
"I-I help you tons dont lie to that child!" "Lying would mean there is no truth behind my words" he glares "Which there isnt!"
The black hair rolls his eyes "Sure, love" "YOURE LYING JUST NOW WITH THAT-"
"izuku" aizawa calls out and the omega sniffles "h-hm?"
"Im not your alpha but as your parental figure, would you like me to scent you in the meantime?"
Ever since izuku has been disowned by inko the omega has been using aizawa and hizashi as his 'caretakers'
All omegas needed one but sadly all might's scent glands are messed up and he passes as a beta
"Hm.." the green hair thought about it, nbervously looking at the door
"But..its your birthday and..you have to go out with.."
"Its fine pup! I dont mind!" the blond smiles "A birthday is just a day, your mental health isnt-" "But its your birthday" izuku repeats
"And I wouldn't I be happy if you are happy? How do you think I would feel by worrying if I left you?"
Izuku gives in and grasps aizawa by his shirt
"Nest?" he asks, sheepishly "I'll be in charge of looking after everything!" Hizashi says, taking the role of looking out
Something alphas used to when looking out for their omega and child But izuku was too nervous to notice
"Come on, at least for once Yamada didint forget to scent things" "I never forget!"
"Sure, love" he repeats as he takes izukus small hand and guides him to the elevator
"YOURE DOING IT AGAIN"
**
Aizawa made sure to fix a couple of things before letting izuku enter, he placed a few of midnights thing at the bottom and one of all mights shirt to the side
Even if the man cant let out strong enough pheromones to scent when he wants things he wore still smelled like him
"Done"
The moment he said those words izuku dived in Or tried to, he really made sure to not move anything as he entered, common curtsey for the omega making the nest
He curled up at the corner where aizawa covered the way to get to him, again in a way of protection
The smaller omega was letting our purrs and happy scents
'Happy! Pack! Nest!'
While aizawas was more of 'Pup, nest, Alpha keeping them safe'
He scented izuku with his wrist before humming, he already saw izuku as his child, not just a student
But he doesnt know when he would be ready to tell him that
the way he needs to know where izuku is at all costs, that he was eating right, that his scent wasnt off, it wasnt things youd worry with your students
And yes he has bared his fangs silently when bakugo raised his voice /too/ loudly at his pup, the blond knows
He /knows/
The door slams open making izuku flinch and the dark hair omega glared at anyone who-
Oh, katsuki
"Shit-sorry shitty hair saw this new store and-" When bakugo took a step inside he quickly stepped back at the pheromones the older omega giving him as a warning
"ah-right-Can I go in? I want to see deku"
Better, dont these brats know their manners?
"You may, shoes off" "Right, im removing my hearing aids too"
Aizawa made space for katsuki to enter deeper and the alpha instantly hugged izuku, letting out his pheromones
Izuku was already fast asleep by the time katsuki got to him, he found too much comfort in everyone's pheromones and soft nest
It really showed how experienced aizawa was with making them
"I got you a few presents" bakugo whispers "Are you bribing me?"
The blond snorts as he holds izuku tighter
"Bribing you so I get to keep seeing him? What timeline is this?" "Is the time you shut it so he can sleep"
"Ah" bakugo huffs "But-" "katsuki" he warns
"He thinks of you as his dam and hizashi as his sire, okay? He says it by accident when speaking about you guys" "He speaks about us?"
The alpha gives him his annoying grin "All the time, just trust me okay?It would be a good bday gift for you to have him officially as your pup"
"..I'll think about it"
"Hurry before you turn into ashes, old man" "Youre running 7 laps tomorrow"
The dark hair omega closes his eyes, a small chuckle came out when he heard the younger alpha curse under his breath
"But thank you Katsuki" "Oh? So the bribing worked?"
"..eight"
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