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#so i hopefully wont have another such scare!
sybbi · 2 years
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As someone who had a recent pregnancy scare, I want to wholeheartedly tell the people who stand in front of Planned Parenthoods that they are NOT, in fact, helping women, and that they ARE, in fact, in dire need of a constructive hobby.
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realness-remade · 7 months
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i may have to make a semi urgent donation post at some point very soon. -___-
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guinevereslancelot · 2 months
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i'm so bummed i accidentally turned town a job interview for a job where I could have worked with a good friend and mentor 😔
#i was telling her abt the preschool i got hired at and i was like yeah im worried bc the other teacher doesn't seem nice#and the student teacher ratio is really bad they're really understaffed and underfunded im just really worried it will be too much for me#and she was like oh you should apply to the school i work at bc we're hiring snd the ratio is great and the pay might be better also#and i never knew the name of the school she worked at until then#and its one i DID apply to but i told them nevermind after this one hired me 😬#but now i really wish i'd taken that interview#i'm going to call or email first thing on monday tho and hopefullyyy i can get in for an interview before i start my new job on thursday#so i wont literally have to take time off for it#and then if they offer me i will be able to tell the new job nevermind while its still early#either that or i'll try to stick it out a few months then apply to the other one for summer or something#but im not sure whether its best to quit immediately or let them think im dependable and staying then leave in three months lol#but mostly for the other job idk if it would ruin the opportunity to tell them nevermind i want the job a week after i said no#compared to a few months later#they might have forgotten me by then which would probably be good#idkkk#my first reference literally works there which will hopefully help and maybe they'll give me a break#the pay scale looks the same as the one i just accepted but i think they'll offer less bc they're not as desperate#but i literally dont care its such a better working environment#and the pay scale is the same so they would give me a raise after a few months#and the work will be so much easier#and the commute#and i Definitely know i can work with my friend#vs the co teacher at this new job who seems really intense and unfriendly#anyway!!#im really anxious abt this new job and i'll stay if the other place wont take me now#but i really hope they give me another chance#also its super close and easy drive and the commute for the other one scares me a bit lol#this has been a shitpost
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catgirlkirigiri · 8 months
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Went into the steam workshop to see if anyone had reskinned coalescipedes so I won't be scared shitless by them, came out of the steam workshop glowing and with children
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orcelito · 10 months
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Tally's just a liiiiittle bit fed up with my clinginess today
Can't help it tho. She's my baby.
#speculation nation#and i spent an hour in a panic spiral over her and then 5 more hours compartmentalizing and Not Thinking About It#she's fine though. just got a little sick this morning but she seems to be feeling better.#probably just ate smth she wasnt supposed to. it happens.#but ykno. i hesitate to throw around the word 'trauma' willy-nilly. considering it has a lot of weight to it.#but i really do think ive got some trauma due to the cat deaths.#how else would i explain me having a whole panic spiral over tally just throwing up?#it almost makes me wonder whether i should bother with more cats after them. but i know i couldnt live without them.#ive spent all but 3 years of my entire life living with cats. i cant live without them.#but after some untimely ends i am just... so fucking afraid.#tally's about 3 years old now. she should have plenty of life left to live.#but cassy wasnt even 2 years old. and look how that turned out.#i got young cats purposefully bc i didnt want to have to say goodbye to them for a While. and then i had to anyways.#and im always so fucking anxious that im going to have to again. constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop#so when Anything happens i end up a total mess no matter how minor it is...#im sick of it. im so sick of the uncertainty. sick of being scared ill wake up one day to another cat dying.#and theres not really any way to make it better. days and weeks and months and hopefully years#just spent waiting for the other shoe to drop.#i just hope it wont come for a while still. so i can have at least a few years of peace.#animal death ment/#negative/#sorry for the vent etc etc im just. i wish i could bundle them up and keep them in my life forever.#but it doesnt work that way unfortunately. lifetime disparity really is so awful.
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toastsnaffler · 5 months
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vent post pls ignore thank u 🙏
re last post like while it is frustrating how tired out i get sometimes, I genuinely like working and on weekdays I don't rly mind just exercising eating and going to bed. the pattern I'm starting to notice is that when I regularly attempt to be social, my mental health starts nosediving, even though I like spending time w friends... 90% of my issues are centred around emotional dysregulation (I do struggle with other things but have pretty solid coping mechanisms for most of them + also hopefully meds will help eventually) and socialising tends to exacerbate that pretty drastically bc I'm frankly very socially insecure/inept + have a lot of deep rooted issues concerning trust + intimacy which make me strongly avoidant so trying to form friendships deeper than surface level is unnecessarily complicated + painful for me to manage. but when I'm socially 'isolated' I do function pretty much fine, even if I miss it. like. I dunno. I don't think isolation is a good habit in the long run bc it'll degrade my social skills further + I don't want to spend my entire life never having truly meaningful relationships with anyone. but also I'm kind of at a loss as to how to balance it with my mental health bc the 'side effects' I get are drastic to the point of intolerable sometimes + no amount of therapy or cbt/dbt skills seem to be able to circumvent that. like don't get me wrong I love my friends a lot I just feel like I have all the wrong sockets and wires to connect to other people so every time I do they start spitting sparks and smoking.. and I feel like most other people pick up on that too and find it really difficult to be friends with me on their end. I just don't know man. I don't think I can deal with feeling like this forever I wish I didn't care so much about everything so it was fine and I could just be satisfied with what I have or I wish I was actually introverted so I wouldn't even rly have the need to socialise in the first place it's just so fucking HARD and I'm tired of fucking up all of the time I can't get it right ever and!!!!!!!
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agents-are-dicks · 1 year
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one of my cats has been missing for 8 days now. We think he ran off and got lost right before the storm last week. This doesn't affect any of you but I'm really fucking sad about it.
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knyontop · 2 months
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I already requested something similar to somebody else but whatever- Could i have some creeps (maybe include Ben, Sally, Toby and Ej) with a new preteen proxy?? And the kid is obviously always tired/sleepy and somewhat depressed. Reader is also just really shy and nervous around people (ESPECIALLY PEOPLE OLDER THAN HER BECAUSE SHE OVERTHINKS AND DOESNT WANT TO MAKE A BAD IMPRESSION). And because of all this theyre really timid dont have any friends and just observes instead? (Whenever theyre alone they talk to themselves but nobody hopefully knows that <3) Theyre really intrested in others but theyre just scared and a loser. (also likes to keep things to themselves so hardly ever opens up) They only talk when being asked a question but when reader didnt understand them clearly they dont ask the other to repeat themselves but just stand like stupid literally the definition of awkward. Very isolant, overfriendly, nervous, silent and obedient. Will listen to you because they want to do a good impression. Oh youre hungry and want food? The kid will bring some snacks if you ask. (Theyre just a lonely scared kid who is trying to do their job correctly and fit in) sorry for yapping :c
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AWH DW ITS OKAY YOU CAN SAY WHATEVER YOU WANT AND MAKE IT PARAGRAPHS!!
Creepypasta x Child!reader
Ft: Ben drowned, Jeff the killer, sally willaims, eyeless jack, ticci toby, and our amazing, beautiful, handsome, reader.
Ben:
・as soon as he meets you he knows your an easy target for shit.
・he likes to fuck with your mind a lot.
・he sometimes feels bad about it because of how vulnerable you are, he has sadistic instincts and protective instincts about you.
・The more Ben hangs around you he starts to town down his mind games.
・he is practically your shadow.
・Ben also likes to teach you how to play games!
・Hes also starting to feel bad when he says thing like “What makes you think I care about you? Your so silly.” Because he sees how upset you get he then apologizes with a “Kid I didn’t mean it you dummy.” (Dw he means dummmy lovingly)
・he likes to think of you as his side kick.
・”Y/N, dont worry ‘bout jeff he dont mean it.”
EJ:
・when he first saw you, he knew you would be a tough case.
・sometimes he likes to spook you just a little bit.
・hes very curious about you even though your like an open book, he wants to know more about you.
・he feels bad for you because your a child, but he wont ever admit it.
・Jack sometimes lets you help him with small tasks.
・he has fatherly instincts towards you.. but also has thoughts about eating you because your like a helpless little lamb and hes the wolf. He likes his victims vulnerable.
・He does not understand his feelings about you see he pushes them to the back of his mind.
・”You want to help me? But your a child..”
・he looks down of you because hes older then you. It’s immature but he can’t control it.
toby:
・he sees himself in you and he doesn’t like thinking about the past so he tries to stay away from you.
・but it also makes him protective over you like everyone else.
・so he doesn’t hang around you, but, he protects you like his life.
・when he actually has moments where he hangs around you he starts to like you.
・like your the only person besides sally who treats him like a human.
・but that doesn’t mean he wont bully you a bit!
・Its more like teasing but like sometimes he takes it to far sometimes.
・his dark humor scares you.
・very clingy when he gets to know you.
・he asks to have sleepovers with you! (He watches you sleep)
・he takes up every opportunity to go on a mission with you.
・hes like obsessed with you at this point. (Platonically)
・he sees you as “his” Defenseless little sibling!
・”H-Hey there Y-Y-Y/N! Want to- to- go on a mission with m-me?” (He will force you if you say no)
Sally:
・Sally loves you so much!
・theres someone here age, and another girl!
・theres barely any girls!! ☹️
・loves hanging out with you and having tea partys and just everything!
・shes a sweetie<33
・she understands your anxiety around people who are older.
・she has that to.
・Sally even lets you babysit Mr. Charlie! (She will be mad at you for a bit if you hurt/lose him)
・just call her and shes there!!
・”Hey N/N!! Want to babysit Mr. Charlie?”
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NERVOUS ABOUT THIS AT FIRST BUT I LOVE IT!!
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onskepa · 9 months
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Hello, this is my first request so excuse me if it's misunderstanding
So, I had a dream about neteyam x human reader who is a woman. Reader it's paralyzed from the waist down, like Jake. But the only difference is that she doesn't and won't have an avatar. Usually, she doesn't leave her room so when Neteyam comes over, he has to carry her everywhere so she thinks she's a bother. He assures her that carring her it's not bother and it's rather adorable to see her tiny frame in his big arms.
Thank you<3
Helloooooooooooo darling~!! Quite the dream you have XD
Alrighty! Hopefully this comes out to yours and everyone's satisfactions~! enjoy~!
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Susyang
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The story of Jake Sully, the sixth Toruk Makto, the Olo'eyktan of the Omatikaya clan, has been share all over pandora. How he arrived in such a weak form but managed to rise and defeat the sky demons.
Susyang, a human girl was born in Pandora. She along with another human named spider. But there is a large difference between them. Spider is very strong, athletic, and can freely move where ever he desires. Susyang? She cant.
When her mother was pregnant, things were fine until during her birth. Things did not go well. During her birth, her mother passed away, and the birthing complications affected her lower half of the body. Was never told what went wrong but susyang's chance of walking was taken before she could even open her eyes.
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Forever to never use her legs until her last breath. Strapped in a wheelchair to move around the lab, and forever to be inside. Pandora is already dangerous enough for a human to move around. Susyang hold no chance to last an hour.
But she makes the most of it, reading so many books about pandora, watch the scientists do their daily work. Would even chat and talk about interesting plants or animals they found.
One of her favorite things to talk about are the native people. The na'vi. How she wishes to meet one. Norm did his best with his avatar body, while happy, susyang still sees norm through his blue body. To meet a real one, to interact and play. Wouldn't that be a dream...
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"Wait another human kid lives with you?" little kiri asks to spider. Everyone was eating some fruit they collected and enjoying a bright sunny day. Spider nods, "yeah, she is really nice and super smart!". Interested at peak, kiri asks more, "why hasn't she come out with you? is she smaller?". At that, spider's smile falls a bit into a sad expression.
"She cant" he replied. Lo'ak turned, his eyebrows forming down, not understanding. "What do you mean she cant? are there enough masks?" he asks, spider shook his head no. "It is not that, its just....she cant leave so easily like me. Her legs don't work". Lo'ak and kiri immediately know what he meant.
Their father has explained his time as human, how he was limited to his wheelchair because of his dead weighted legs. Sadness and pity took over their emotions, "well what if we come to her instead? We can play with her and so she wont feel lonely" kiri suggests. Spider liked the idea and already the three began to plan things out.
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The following day, everything was normal in the lab. Susyang was reading a book when spider came into her room already setting the wheelchair in front of her bed. "Hey, come come!" spider was very energetic and seemed to be in a rush. Raising her eyebrow, susyang looked at spider, "why? is something going on?". Not really answering her, spider carefully lifts susyang from the bed and gently to the chair. Quickly securing her legs, spider wheeled her out of the room in high speeds.
The sudden action startled susyang, making her squeal a bit. "Spider! hey hey! stop it! where are you taking me!?" feeling a bit scared she is under spider's mercy. Spider didn't reply as he strolled her to the entrance of the lab.
Suddenly coming to halt, susyang who was closing her eyes opened after a moment. Spider went in front of her and extended his arms wide with a huge smile. "I want you to meet my friends! this is kiri, lo'ak and neteyam sully!", susyang opened her mouth wide in shock. Her head lifting up to see their massive height. True na'vi! in front of her!
How badly she wanted to say something, but all came out was tiny squeaks and cute noises. The na'vi kids giggled at her noises thus making her blush in embarrassment. "She is so cuuuuuuute~!" kiri coos as she gently squishes susyang cheeks.
Lo'ak played with her hair, getting the feel of her soft texture while neteyam bend down to her level and smiles softly at her. Susyang blushed a bit seeing him. But she had to keep her cool no matter what!
"spider told us a lot about you. We decided to come and play with you" neteyam says. He carefully observed her actions, the tiniest hint can say much about a human. "u-umm th-thank you!" she smiles sweetly, feeling lucky and thankful for spider.
Neteyam got closer, opening his arms, susyang looked at him, "n-neteyam...!"
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"Neteyam please I beg of you to not drop me!" 15 year old susyang clung tightly on the back of 15 year old neteyam. The boy chuckled, making sure his friend was holding tightly as he climbs higher on the trees.
Today neteyam planned things out for susyang to enjoy. After meeting each other, they became inseparable. Connected at arms, both neteyam and susyang were just really close to each other.
Despite susyang insecurities, neteyam is always there to cheer her up. Making sure that she belongs in pandora just like spider. Which is why neteyam has a nice surprise for her. With the help of his father and brother, they build a gift susyang would love.
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Arriving at the north river, neteyam cleared the way to reveal something to susyang. "No way, is that...?" susyang says, looking at what is in the water.
A boat. A simple boat fitting for na'vi size. But it was beautiful, was decorated with lovely carvings and full of beautiful flowers. "Oh neteyam...this is beautiful!!" susyang says with emotional joy in her voice. With a huge sigh of relief, neteyam relaxed. It was two weeks of hard work to create it, with every carving was dedicated to susyang, in hopes this would be a better travelling method for her.
Carefully and gently, neteyam lays susyang on the boat, where it is softly cushioned with fibers and leaves. Making sure she is secured well, he hops on, and with a paddle, he begins the journey.
Settling in a peaceful silence, susyang takes notice of the small details of the boat, touching it as if it was made of glass. There is clear evidence that it was done by love and care. It made susyang appreciate it all more.
Looking up at neteyam who is steering the boats direction, she smiles in adoration. Her dear friend had spent so much time to make sure she is comfortable and safe while being out in the forest. It made her feel a bit....guilty. Had her legs work, perhaps she would have been as free as spider.
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Arriving at their destination, neteyam picks her up bridal style. "How much further is it?" susyang asks, "not far, almost there" neteyam answers. What else is there to show? Susyang knows every corner of the forest after so many years.
Few minutes later, they arrived in a small hut, above the trees but near the river. It was lovely, cushioned softly, and everything was close at arms. The shade was perfect, the view was perfect. All was perfect. "What is this...?" she asks silently, but neteyam heard her. Placing her in the middle of the hut, he gestures to the whole area, "this is is for you. Me and the others worked on this so you can enjoy the forest, way better than being stuck in your room".
Neteyam smiled brightly as he explained, feeling quiet accomplished and proud. Anything to make his dear friend smile. But then he heard sniffles and weeping. Looking down, he sees susyang crying. Quickly bending down to her side, he cradles her in his big arms.
"What's wrong? does it hurt? did I do something wrong?" he asked, worry heavy in his voice. Susyang only cried louder, letting her salty tears fall from her eyes. Now neteyam felt really panicked. Was it not to her liking? Was it too rough the cushions? Not enough space? Was the items too far away? Each second passed and neteyam's inner worries were rising.
"y-you....!! and th-the others.....!! did all this for m-me.....!! I am s-so sorry for making you do this....!!" was all susyang could say without it being a mess of tears. His ears perked up at that, why is she apologizing?
"susyang....no no, there is nothing to be sorry for. Why would you say sorry? You haven't done anything wrong" neteyam says gently. Stroking her back, trying to sooth her. But her tears keep falling without stopping.
"n-no...!! its because of these stupid legs!! I c-cant do anything! I always have to rely on someone and I hate it! I cant even have an avatar of my own! stupid legs! I am weak! pathetic! I am nothing but a burden to you and everyone else!"
This was the first time neteyam heard her confess like that. He understood that not having functioning limbs can be a burden but never to this extent.
Cradling her in his arms, he gently rocks side to side as means to hopefully calm her down. Placing a small kiss on her head, he waits it out for her to cry it all out. Perhaps it was the pent up frustration that needed to be released. Keeping your emotions all bottled up is never a good thing.
"sssshhh....you are not a burden susyang. Not to me, not to anyone. You are everything to me, nothing about you is a burden. I enjoy spending time with you and I enjoy doing these things for you. When I hold you, feeling your tiny body against mine, I feel like I can protect you. From any danger in this world. And I am happy with that. Your happiness means everything to me".
Those words struck susyang right in the feels. Making her stop crying at once. But instead of sadness, her tears were replaces with that of tears of joy.
"w-what? why are you crying again!?" neteyam asked with more worry again. Susyang laughed and put her whole body weight on him. "I am not s-sad silly.....!! I am just happyyyyyyy!!" she cries while smiling. Neteyam always seems to find a way to get to her heart.
As she let her happiness show, neteyam just gives her more kisses and laughs a bit. As long as susyang is happy and comfortable. That is all it matters to him.
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Aaaaaaaand that is all for this one! idk if this is a bit too long but who cares! Hope you liked this one! until next time! see ya!
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Susyang = fragile
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voidandabyssal · 3 months
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Sorry for bothering you, but i have another request if that's ok. Ut and us bros x suicidal reader. I'm having a really hard time rn sorry
Sorry ur going through sm like this! Hopefully you’ll feel better soon!
Sans:
Relates to your feelings of depression and such
Hes gone through similar things since he was just a teenager so hes quite used to it
Keeps your mind off of those thoughts, usually by distracting you
Eventually starts encouraging you to get some help. Especially if the thoughts get darker
Papyrus:
When your depression starts getting really bad he steps in and helps out
Usually just by helping more around the house, doing dishes, laundry, etc
Hes used to doing this with Sans so its not something that bothers him
Though he does encourage you to talk about your feelings
Blue (US sans):
Hes not the most emotional intelligent person
Like blues aware that you might be struggling but he wont actually realise the true depths of it unless you tell him
But he does try, probably by dragging you along with him on some errands
Blue also goes to his brother for advice, Stretch is more knowledgeable in this anyways
Stretch (US papyrus):
He relates to you do hard rn
You both can comfort each other mutually
He’s more used to the depressed thoughts then you so nothing you say will really scare him
Lotta shared cigarettes between the two of you, they’re an easy way to slow down and process things
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no-vibes-club · 8 months
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𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊
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Tears rolled down my face."I'm happy as.long as he's happy", I thought to myself as i wiped my tears. I had known Eren for as long as i can remember. I remember the first dy.we met in details.
I was sitting alone in the sandbox at the park trying to make a sandcastle. A shadow went over me and I looked.to see a boy about.my age but at least a year or two older. Next to him was another boy who just stood there glaring at me. Then with one big stomp, he ruined my sandcastle. I looked up at him with tears threatening to fall.
"Why . . . did you . . . do that?" I asked releasing the waterworks and he scoffed. "Get out of the sandbox! We always play here. Go find your own place!" he said as he creased his brows more. "But, the park is for everyone. Anyone can play here." I said and he was tapping his foot on the ground impatiently.
"Leave her alone!" I turned around and saw a brown haired boy. I stood up and realized that i was a bit taller than the two boys and they twitched a bit. "She doesn't want you near her!" he shouted again coming closer, anger evident on his face. He stomped angrily and the boys left annoyed.
He turned to me, his eyes looking innocent. "Don't worry. They wont bother you as long as I'm here" he said with a big smile and i had noticed that i was also taller than him. "Thanks" I said in a hushed tone.
"My name is Eren Yeager. What's your name?" he asked me and i smiled. [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] [𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]". "You are now officially my beat friend" he said and held my hand in his as we ran around the park giggling and playing together.
Ever since then, Eren and I had become inseparable. Everyday after school, we would play together at the park. We played various games and always had so much fun. He would glare at other children if they even thought of playing with us which would scare them away. 
We then came to know that we lived a few houses away and had playdates on the weekend. For most of our lives we had watched the other grow.
"Ha! Ha! I'm finally taller than you [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]" he said as we walked down our middle school halls." That's because you're a boy! And boys have better growth spurts than most girls." I said adjusting my bag on my shoulder. "Can't you just let me breathe for once." he said and we both laughed. "Ok. You can rub it in my face" I said and a big smile crept on his features.
For the last year of middle school and while I was in junior high, most people thought that Eren and I were dating, but he always reassured them by saying " [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] and I ! No were just best friends" . And at some point along the line, it started to hurt. I didn't understand why and tried to brush it off, but everytime he said it, or i thought about it, my heart sank.
I started seeing Eren differently. I found his emerald eyes breathtakingly gorgeous, his smile was heartwarming and I just adored every little thing more than usual. In my eyes, he was perfect.
Everytime I spoke to him, my heart would beat rapidly since he was looking and listening to me so intently. Everytime he laughed, my stomach would flatter with butterflies. The way his hair swayed in the wind when we sat at the park felt like I was in a dream. The way his cheeks flushed when he'd get embarrassed, all these things were the reasons I fell for him and there was a lot more.
I tried to act normal around him. I spoke like we always did, hopefully not giving out any hints but deep down, I wished he could see through me, but he was clueless, so oblivious.
So to deliver some hints, I changed my handwriting a bit and started writing him notes. The first note, included an introduction of me as their '𝕊𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝔸𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕣'. The next ones were a bunch of lovely messages like "𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕪 𝕤𝕞𝕚𝕝𝕖" or "𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕤𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕕𝕒𝕪" and sign off by either writing "𝕃𝕠𝕥'𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖- 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕊𝕖𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕥 𝔸𝕕𝕞𝕚𝕣𝕖𝕣" or " ℍ𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕦𝕝 𝕕𝕒𝕪!- 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦
♡^▽^♡ " 
"And the last letter I got from them was so sweet!" ,he was once again talking to me about.the notes he would receive everyday. A part of me was happy that he found the notes flattering but the other felt burt because he didn't know.
"And they decided to give me a small gift too. They made me a small box of chocolates. Look!" he brought the box up to my face and waved it a little. "They wrote that it was handmade and when I tried one, it was so good!" he said. "Try one!" he opened the box and ushered me to take one. "Sure!" I said and ate it.
The chocolate melted instantly on my tongue and in the centre, there was another flavour.
"Wow! I've never tasted anything like this!" I lied. "I know right! They're so talented! I wish I knew who they were" he said and I wanted to tell him right then and there that it was me, but I was afraid to get rejected, seeing as he saw 'them' as nothing more than a friend.
We continued highschool and since we were getting busier, the letters became less frequent. We got so busy since the finals were arriving to the point that I could no longer write the notes anymore and they stopped completely. Eren was a bit down that he could no longer receive them without even knowing their identities.
We.eventually graduated highschool and I still had not confessed to him. We had gotten into the universities of our dreams but sadly, we got into separate ones but he promised to call me everyday and he did.
On our first year, we talked over the phone through a video chat. Eren had started growing out his hair and would tie it into a man bun and it made him look more manlier especially since his jaw- line was more chiselled and he had a bigger fit physique. Adulthood sure changes someone, doesn't it? 
But on our second year, he called less. The voice calls turned into voice messages. The voice messages turned into text messages and soon, they vanished. I tried to get in touch but he wasn't available and soon enough, the phone number was not in use.
"Maybe, he's just busy."
I thought to myself but always had doubts. I thought of the worst case scenarios.
"What if he ghosted me because he doesn't like.me anymore or maybe . . . he has a girlfriend . . ."
The last thought made my heart sink. For an attractive person as Eren, it wouldn't be surprising if he had found someone, but it still hurt.
As the days went, a number started calling my phone but I thought it was one of the creepy guys hanging around campus so I never answered, even though I had hopes that it was Eren.
The summer holidays came by and I still didn't hear from him. That was until I got a message from the unknown number. Giving in, I read the message, and it was Eren! Happily I read the message and he explained that he had lost all his contacts when he lost his phone. He also said that he wanted to meet me in the park that afternoon. The park where we spent most of out time playing together. I agreed and headed out.
On the way, I told myself that today was the day. The day I would tell Eren I love him. I planned everything in my head and finally entered the park. I scanned the area from the entrance and spotted him sitting on the very same bench we used to sit on after school, but he wasn't alone. I couldn't recognize who they were sitting with and so I went closer.
As soon as he spotted me, he got up quickly on his feet and hugged me.[𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]! I missed you so much! You've changed since I've last seen you!" he said then let go of me while still smiling widely. Someone came from behind Eren, and it was a girl. She had short dark hair and a pair of the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen. She was also quite tall.
"You must be [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]! My name is Mikasa Ackerman. Eren has told me so much about you" , I smiled hearing this. Shaking her hand, i asked, " Are you related to Levi Ackerman by any chance?". " Yes actually, he's my cousin. How do you know him?", she asked. "He's my professor" I said and she nodded.
"I called you here [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] mostly to tell you that I am sorry that I couldn't talk to you properly like I promised. It's just that things were piling up and I was a lot busier than I thought I would be" he said and I reassured him that it was okay.
"Another thing is that I wanted to introduce you to Mikasa. She's my girlfriend". He said snaking his arm over Mikasa's shoulder and I was shocked. My heart broke into a million pieces and I was rendered speechless. The worst case scenarios I thought of were true. Eren had already found someone else and it all made so much sense since she was so much prettier than me.
" C-Congra-Congratulations" I stammered trying to ignore the lump in my throat and the tears forming in my eyes. He just smiled and hugged me again. He was as oblivious as I remembered. " I'm happy to have such a supporting friend", he said pulling away and a tear rolled down my cheek.
"Are you okay?" he asked worried. "No.No. I'm fine. I'm just emotional because I am really happy for you. You've really grown up" I said wiping the tear and he sighed in relief.
"Eren seems to like you a lot. I see why now. I really hope we could be great friends" she smiled brightly at me. " We wanted to invite you over for lunch. There are three other people I would like you to meet. We did drag you out into the unforgiving merciless summer sun so we would like to treat you. Do you wanna come? Its my treat" he said and I shook my head implying no.
"No thanks. I already ate before I came here. Enjoy your lunch. And tell the others that I would like to meet them another time" I said and waved them goodbye.
As soon as I turned around, tears fell down my cheeks. When I was sure I was out of their sight, I ran straight home trying to stop my tears but to no avail. As soon as I reached home, I threw myself onto the couch.
I knew I should have told him when I had the chance. It would have been me and him, childhood friends to lovers, but I was too late. I blamed myself for keeping it a secret all these years but there was nothing I could do now. I lied myself on the couch face down and cried myself to sleep.
Over the summer, Eren and his gang would invite me to wherever it was they were going to. He introduced me to Jean, Connie and Armin who were very nice. Once the summer ended, we exchanged numbers.
After a month and a half, Armin had enrolled into my university since he was switching courses. We were in the same classes and had gotten closer throughout the months we were together.
The December holidays had arrived and we were left with a two person project. As luck would have it, I was partnered with Armin. We decided to do the project at my place since I was living alone. While we had started working on the project, I noticed that Armin had something on his mind since he was oddly quiet and would space off often.
During one of our breaks, I decided to ask him what was bothering him. "Armin" I called. "Yeah" he responded. "You seem to be distracted. Do you mind sharing what it it?" I asked and he blinked before looking away in thought.
Once he gathered up all the courage to look at me, he asked "You love Eren don't you?". His question stunned me. "You love him . . . don't you?" he asked again and I only looked.down. " Why are you asking?" I asked and there was a moment of silence.
"I just want to be sure that my assumptions aren't wrong." he said and I looked up at him. "Yes, I do. I do love Eren" I said trying to control the lump in my throat. "But, how did you know?" I asked. "During the summer, I noticed how you would look at Eren with eyes filled with sadness with a hint of happiness. You're happy that he's happy with someone but you're sad that that someone isn't you", he explained and.i felt tears falling down my cheeks.
Armin panicked and started wiping my tears. " I know you've known him for a long time, and I understand your pain, but there's plenty of people out there who would happy to have you. You don't have to give up. Its too early for that. I'm sure Eren would be happy for you" he said and it made me feel a little better.
I wiped the remaining tears and hugged him. I was glad to let some of the weight in my chest let go after so long.
We were done with our project and we were able to hang out with the others. While Eren and Mikasa were talking and laughing,  Armin would cheer me up and take my mind of them since he was the only one who knew how I felt.
We would normally talk about books since it was the only thing we had much in common. Everyone was happy and everything was going great.
Years had passed and Eren,Mikasa,Jean and Connie were graduating. They invited Armin and I to their graduation ceremony and we accepted.
On thier graduation, we watched as each of them got onto the stage and receive their certificates. Each of them having unique entries.
They came to meet with us after grabbing their hats that they had previously thrown. Eren ran up to me and hugged me. "I did it [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]! I did it [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]!" he said tightening the hug. "Though I wish we would have done it together." he said letting go and taking a hold of my hands shocking me.
"Its okay Eren. At least you're done. Congratulations!" I said and he smiled brightly at me.
Mikasa came by and intertwined her arm in his making Eren let go of my hands. "Say [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] . . . You and Armin have been hanging around a lot lately. Are you dating by any chance?" she asked eyeing us both up and down.
There was a moment of silence before Armin spoke.[𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞] and I are not together. Two people can be around together without being considered a couple, Mikasa"
"Why don't we just go to celebrate" Connie said. "Besides, we haven't eaten anything since morning and I'm starving" Jean said. "Alright, lets go then. My treat. Think of it as my graduation gift to you" I said and Connie and Jean seemed to be overjoyed.
We arrived at a restaurant, and while everyone was deciding on what to order, Eren asked to me to talk at the garden.
We excused ourselves from the table and went outside. For some reason, he seemed nervous. "What's the matter Eren? why do you seem tense? Is something wrong?" I asked and he looked at me
"I need your advice [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]" he said. "Go on" I urged him to continue. "Well, I was planning to propose to Mikasa today, but I don't know if shell agree. So should I do it today or postpone it?" he asked and I could not believe what I heard.
"You want to propose to . . . Mikasa . . . " I whispered and he nodded his head. Eren wanted to marry Mikasa.
"[𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]. Are you alright?" Eren asked snapping me out of my trance. "Yeah! Yeah! . . . I'm fine just a bit shocked, that's all" I reassured him.
"So, what do you suggest?" he asked. "Why don't you do it before we leave the restaurant. And don't worry, I'm sure shell accept" I said and he embraced me.
"You give such good advice [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]. I'm glad you're my friend" he said before we went back in the restaurant.
We had our dinner and talked about our future plans and laughed about silly things. After I payed the bill, I which everyone was thankful for, we headed out.
Just then, Eren called out to Mikasa, and as we all turned around, we saw him on one knee holding a small black velvet box in one hand. All the heads in the restaurant turned to their direction.
"Mikasa, we've been together for 3 years now. You were the first person to talk to me on campus. You always listened to me and hung around me even on the toughest of times. Will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?" Eren asked and Mikasa covered her mouth with both her hands and cried "Yes! Yes Eren! I will!" and they kissed.
Everyone was applauding as he slid the ring on her finger. I was feeling numb. I couldn't cry at all.Eren was gone . . . forever.
Everyone was happy for them ever since then. They started planning their wedding involving me in every minor and major decision they made. From the cake to the venue to the wedding dress, they asked for my every opinion. It felt as if they were taunting me but I could do nothing.
The only person who kept me sane throughout all the shambles, was Armin.
When he saw how stressed I was, he would invite me to his place to watch a movie. He was very sweet and has helped me to focus more on other important things other than Eren.
After all the preparations were done, their now had to choose their brides maids and best men.
Eren had of course chosen Armin,Jean and Connie while Mikasa had chosen her other female friends.
Eren had tried to convince Mikasa to let me be one of her brides maids but she refused regardless off how much he pleaded. He only gave up when I had also refused.
I received their wedding invitation a week before and surprisingly, a gift from Eren.
I brought the package inside and when I opened it, there was fabric inside. I took it out and it was a blue sequenced dress that was a short high-low with lacy sleeves. There was something else inside. It was a black long box and inside it was a gold and silver necklace with my name on it and a letter was also inside written;
𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕘𝕚𝕗𝕥 [𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞]
ℍ𝕠𝕡𝕖 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕖𝕖 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕖𝕕𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘.
𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕖𝕤𝕥 𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕
-𝕰𝖗𝖊𝖓
I took the dress and the necklace and locked it in my wardrobe. I felt happy that even though we hadn't seen each other lately, he still remembered me though . . . it wasn't exactly how I wanted to be remembered by him.
The week flew by and before I knew it, it was the morning of their wedding day. On Sunday 23rd of October. I got ready, took a shower, applied my makeup and did my hair.
I took the dress out along with the necklace. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought about wearing it. If I showed up and didn't wear it, it would make Eren sad, and I didn't want him to have any negative emotions especially on his special day.
I got into my car and got to the venue where different people entered wearing designer clothing and had their hair done nicely. I took my purse and checked if I had everything I needed before heading fo the staircases.
The security outside authorized my invitation card and I was allowed in. I sat in the second row next to Professor Levi since we were close to the bride and groom.
"Why are you here?" he asked staring at me. "Oh! . . . I am Eren's best friend. We've known each other since we were 5" he nodded his head.
Just then Eren walked in wearing a stunning black suit that fit him so well and his hair was in a messy man bun with Jean,Armin and Connie following behind as his best men.
He made his way to the altar and stood there waiting. When he caught a glimpse of me he sent me a wave and a smile which I returned before he looked away.
" You two must be very close" Levi said and I looked down . "Very" I said.
We waited for about an hour and then the bride arrived. I looked at Eren who had a wide toothy grin plastered on his face. Mikasa was in a white wedding dress that hugged her up until her waist and just dripped down to puffiness. Her hair was done in a nice bun leaving some strands of hair on her face. She also wore a tiara like pin that held he veil while she was holding a bouquet of daffodils.
Everyone watched in awe and clapped while all I could do was stare. She was so pretty, no wonder Eren had chosen her.
She reached the altar with her brides maids on her side. They exchanged vows and placed the rings on each others fingers.
Tears started rolling down my cheeks without my permission. "I'm happy as long as he's happy" I said to myself as I wiped my tears.
"You may now kiss the bride" I heard and I stood up as everyone else cheered. I reached the door but before leaving I whispered.
"I love you Eren. I'm sorry I hadn't saud it earlier. But as of now, you wont reciprocate my feelings. I guess it will forever be a 
𝕺𝖓𝖊-𝕾𝖎𝖉𝖊𝖉 𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊"
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catgumi · 29 days
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Sinking deeper. Ebbing black, all around the edges of his vision, lungs pooling shadows so dense he was coughing them up in all the breaths he was dying to take. It was okay. It was okay if this was how it all ended. It didn't matter anymore. Megumi had never been strong, never been right for this world and the name he had been born into, he knew it was bound to happen eventually. Another cog amongst cogs, no autonomy, forced to move teeth against teeth, by the hand turning the wheel. He found solace in the goodness of good people, in the way they illuminated everything for him. All he wanted was to protect that light. In the end he had failed again.
And again.
Tsumiki was dead.
And again.
Yuuji would never be the same.
And again.
It was all his fault, everything was his fault and he couldn't take it anymore. Tenebrosity, in stretches far and near from where he drowned. A void beneath his fingers, no ground under his feet. Floating in a hell absent of fire, so dark and cold. This was the place he had made for himself. The home he'd carved out years ago when the longing for someone or at least something had driven him mad.
He closed his eyes, let it flood his being — this isolation inside the walls he'd created.
“-gumi! Megumi!”
His eyes shot open, following the jolt of consciousness to his body. Warm, warm hands on his shoulders, shaking him as Megumi's entire world spun. Gasping, shuddering, sweat and tears, he was trembling in all his entirety, starting from the marrow of his bones.
Yuuji let out a sigh of relief, hands gliding up, pulling his numb form closer into a hug. “You scared me for a second there, Megs. Bad dream?”
Oh.
Is that all it was? A bad dream?
Megumi's hands twisted in the fabric of Yuuji's shirt. It lifted slightly, exposing skin long marred beyond the point of repair. There was Yuuji's face, smiling at him with scars he would never be able to rid himself of. Light that blinded him irrevocably, that stung instead of soothed, because Yuuji now was different than when Megumi had first met him. Yuuji had nothing left, and it was all his fault, because Megumi had taken it all away from him.
“Hey, hey,” his voice was gentle, and he cradled Megumi close, arm thrown over his shoulder to stop the violent quivers wracking through his frame, “it's okay, everything's fine.”
It wasn't. Megumi knew it wasn't, Yuuji must've known that he knew. Still, he consoled him like how you would a child. Still, he stayed and held him like no one had done before. Megumi did not deserve it. He did not deserve this kindness, this care, from someone good that he had ruined forever. Yet, he couldn't stop himself from leaning close, and clutching onto Yuuji and crying in his arms, because this was it. Clinging to it — lifelines in sunlight and scabs — a sinner and his redemption.
This was all he had craved.
“Don't-” Megumi rasped, “it's enough. I've had-”
“We'll make it through tonight.” Yuuji interrupted him. Hand in his hair, stroking gently. Giving him love he was unworthy of, that he wanted to run from because he could not hold it in the hands that had destroyed everything to begin with. He tried again, to tell Yuuji it was okay to leave him. To let him die like everyone else did. Abandon him, with or without reason. Yuuji shushed him gently, instead. “That's all we have to do, Megumi. I'm here. Please. Let's make it through tonight.”
Megumi went limp. Again, he was giving up. Just for tonight, he wanted to sink into this embrace.
(okay, the last one wasn't hurt/comfort, but you can have this one which technically is supposed to be,, 🤧 from a different fic but i hope it's a substantial apology for whatever happened to yuuji in the last one😭 thank you again for your insanely sweet words!! one day ill let one of my fics out of the cage, hopefully😔)
i wont accept ur apology for brutalizing yuji however im gna take this as a gift all the same🙏🙏 tgis is genuinely beautiful omg.u write megumi so well im in awe.,,. ur dialogue skills r genuinely incredible n ur writing style is sopoetic im sobbing . idont even know who u are but ur one of my fav jjk writers by far
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lex-drinks-blood · 2 years
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I've Got You
Eddie Munson x Trans Male Reader: reader is struggling with some mental stuff and eddie comforts him, angst, fluff, kisses
Warning(s): mentions of dysphoria, mentions of homophobia
Notes: honestly I've just been dealing with a lot and maladaptive daydreaming about being friends with eddie has slowly started to become the only thing keeping me sane. so hopefully this fic can bring you some comfort as well. you are stronger than you know <3
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Eddie had taken you onto his lap and wrapped his arms around your waist, rocking your bodies left-to-right much like a mother trying to calm down a baby by rocking him to sleep. You couldn't help but let silent tears fall from your eyes and on to the collar of Eddie's shirt as you hid your face in crook of his neck as swayed you gently from side-to-side.
He turned his head as he reached a hand up to stroke your hair, his lips now pressed to your forehead as he spoke, "Hey it's ok, I've got you now," he planted a quick kiss to your forehead, "I'm right here y/n, I'm right here. I've got you."
You choked on another silent sob, "I can't keep doing this, Munson." your hands made fists around the fabric of his Iron Maiden T-shirt, "The way they all look at me... like I'm some kind of freak," you almost seemed to attempt to bury yourself into him, as if it was possible for your bodies to get any closer than they already were.
His hand traveled from your hair down to your back where he gently ran his fingers up and down in attempts to ground and comfort you, "Well I'm not exactly the king of Hawkins High myself, y/n," Eddie let out a light chuckle, still holding you close.
You lifted your head from his neck to look at him, causing the older boy to loosen his grip on you, "At least-" tears began to well up in your eyes as you spoke as a lump growing in your throat threatened to silence you, "at least people look at you like you're a boy, Munson."
"Hey, hey, hey," Eddie reached out to cup both sides of your face in his hands, the metal of his rings cold against your red, tear stained cheeks, "is that what all this is about?"
You nodded your head, too afraid to meet his gaze as tears fell from your eyes.
He placed his index finger under your chin and shifted your head, attempting to make your eyes meet his, "Just for a second I promise. I just want to look into those pretty eyes for a second while I talk to you ok?"
You kept your eyes on him like he asked but you just nodded in response, to afraid that another sob would escape your lips if you tried to speak.
"Look I don't... I don't really know what you're going through, obviously. But I- um... I want to help," he slowly grabbed your hands in his and held them as he spoke, his thumb making slow circles over the back of your hand, "I mean. I know how much it sucks to be the freak yknow? People have been on my ass since that time they found me kissing Garry B. under the bleachers in middle school so I'm not totally unfamiliar with the whole agenda this town has against queers I guess... I mean... I don't know, I guess that's all I really can think to say right know otherwise I'll just start rambling about nothing and I just- that wont be productive."
You broke your hands away from his and Eddie shuddered, almost scared that he had said something wrong. He took in a relieved breathe when you wrapped your arms around his neck again and despite still being on his lap held him almost impossibly tighter, seeming afraid to lose him, "I almost forget sometimes that you get shit for being with me too..."
Eddie pulled back from you, slightly taken aback, "Woah, I never said that!"
You looked at him empathetically, a hand resting on his shoulder, slightly toying with his hair, "I know that but I just... I mean do you really think people are totally oblivious about us?"
"No, but I don't want them to be," he pulled your arms back around his neck as he sat with his arms around your waist, "I'm all yours and they should know that," he mumbled into your neck.
You sighed, "Look I know you're doing that deflect from your emotions with humor bullshit that you do, but I love you. So much," you placed a kiss to his cheek, getting some of your tears on his face having yet to wipe them from your face.
The boy below you looked up into your eyes, "L/n?"
"Yes, Munson?
"You are the most handsome boy I have ever laid eyes on, do you know that?"
You rolled your eyes, "Would you say that in front of Nikki Six or Kirk Hammet? Or your beloved Judas Priest?"
Eddie laid a sloppy kiss to your neck and he smirked when you let out a boyish giggle, "They've got nothing on you, pretty boy."
I FINALLY MADE CONTENT I AM SO SOREY FOR THE DELAY I GOT SUPER DEPRESSED AND STARTED NEW MEDICATION BUT I THINK ITS WORKING SO LETS SEE HOW THIS GOES OK WOOOO. so yea I had a lot of health issues and got short staffed at work and oh my god left and right everything was falling apart but apparently my new medicine might also help with my mental stuff so that might be fun. but yes, here is some slightly rushed content. It's kinda old, sat in the drafts for a while. but here it is. here are your crumbs, eat up my children!! (hopefully more to come and more work on requests soon, cause I have some requests drafted !!)
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jester089 · 6 months
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Subject. AE-1397
Chapter 1
You're sitting on your shitty small mattress on the floor in your containment chamber. Their are two humans through the reinforced glass wall dead in front of you.
Earlier those two and some others took you out of your cell to ask you some questions and do some tests. During the tests you kept hearing people talking about how you were close but not good enough.
Once the tests finished they tossed you back into your room. Their just standing there now talking about you and midazolam, potassium chloride, and Pancuronium bromide. Wonder what those things are.
While talking one of them stares at you with a uptight and disappointed stance, that one isn't talking much. The other one is turned towards the first and is yelling.
You can't see their faces through their suits but their saying but it something about euthanization because of not good enough results?
Again you don't know what that word means but it makes you feel weird. Bad weird.
After getting yelled at for a while the first one scoffs and walks off leaving the one that was yelling alone with you. After they've calmed down a bit they turn to you, that emotionless visor staring dead at you makes you worried.
After a few moments of staring at you they walk over to the door the other left through and lock it. Once in front of your cell again they take another look around the room then open the door to your cell.
"Hey. Kid. I'm gonna get you out of here. You just gotta keep quiet for me" They say while walking over to you. They gently pick you up, make sure you're secure in their hold then start running to who knows where.
You're scared and don't understand but you hope their trustworthy. They run for a while keeping in the shadows, keeping out of sight, and going around more turns then you could ever hope to remember.
They suddenly stop and pear around a corner. Once they deem it safe they walk around the corner revealing a giant metal frost covered door. They open it just enough for you to squeeze through then set you down
"Get as far away from here as you can. I wont have them killing a kid. Good luck." They gently bonk their forehead to yours then basically shove you through the opening it quickly closing behind you.
You sit there in the snow confused and scared, you listen to their warning quickly get up then run off.
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You've been running for a long time to reach now. You're still in your thin white hospital gown nothing but it to protect you from the cold.
You have a high tolerance for cold sure, that being the only reason you're still alive. But even that has limits, and you're starting to lose feeling in a lot of parts of your body.
Your feet have long since gone numb and you want to take a break, but you don't feel safe so you push on. There has been nothing but snow and rocks for so long not a single sign of life besides you so at least their's that.
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It's been at least a day now. In that time you've stumbled upon a small cave you can barely fit in. Naturally you use it for cover and to catch your breath
That's how you find yourself here pressed up against the back wall huddled against yourself to keep warm, eyes wide and locked on the entrance.
After a long long while staring at the small cave opening feeling that you would see movement through it you start to calm down, a bit.
once your a bit calmer you start to realize your situation. What should you do?! You're on a alien planet without any chance for help! At least you don't need a suit like everyone else... That's something...
After a bit of a freak-out you lay on the cold hard store floor back facing the entrance and try and get some sleep. You try your hardest to forget about your life, forget where you are.
Hopefully you cane take a break, have a nice dream. Your body may be cold and in danger, but in dreamland that doesn't matter.
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orcelito · 11 months
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checked in for my flight tomorrow and i am hissing biting tearing @ the fact that they dont have a gate assigned for my flight yet
i know the general area since i know the airline im flying with but i DONT. LIKE. not being able to plan ahead.
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purplefiction-ao3 · 1 month
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I don’t want to be a downer but I need to vent. I want to rest but my body demands attention.
I’ve had more tonic-clonic seizures in 2024 so far than I had in all of 2021/2022/2023 combined. Which means no driving, which = less independence.
My lung function is so poor and it’s putting a lot of stress on my heart, which stresses me out more because I’m so scared of rejection or cardiac arrest.
The thing is though, I’m so tired. I’m tired of being in pain. I’m in a constant state of high stress and anxiety because I’m struggling to breathe and constantly feeling air hunger.
My doctor has officially uttered the words I’ve been fearful of. If I can’t find a doctor willing to try one more tracheal reconstruction surgery (I’ve had 3, none have really improved the situation other than buying me more time🥴), the only option to improve “quality of life” will be to get another tracheostomy.
My first tracheostomy experience was traumatic for the couple of years I had it. To be told I’m looking at a permanent trach feels life altering in a way so many other medical things I’ve experienced weren’t.
The way people treated me when I was trached and vent dependent was awful. Totally invisible. My voice is already so weak and gives out easily, I’m scared I’ll permanently lose the ability to talk.
I’m grateful for medicine and my heart transplant and all of the extra time I’ve been given. But… I just need a break. I just wish I could have a break from my broken body once in a while.
No need to worry, I’m not suicidal or anything. Just contemplating mortality and wondering at what point I just need to stop with the medical interventions and let my body do it’s thing. I have a DNR that applies in certain situations and a living will but still.
This wont be the medical intervention I refuse though, if I chose to stop medical interventions. If a trach and vent are necessary for me to not feel like I’m struggling to breathe, I’ll do it. If there is one way I don’t want to die, it’s suffocating to death. Severe air hunger and the inability to breathe unassisted ranks as maybe the #1 worst things I’ve ever experienced.
So, let this serve as my current life update and as an explanation why updates for my WIP on AO3 may be slow. I’ve had three massive seizures just this weekend and I’m feeling all around sick, depressed, and too weak to even lift my own head up. I’ve relied on caregivers for all of my basic needs these past 3 or 4 days. Hopefully, once I can hold my own head up and change positions without doubling over in severe pain again, I’ll be able to get the next chapter out in a reasonable amount of time. Mostly I’m hoping to avoid a hospital stay and I’m hoping I won’t end up with an emergency trach this week. I want to be able to make this decision not under duress this time.
Good thoughts, vibes, and even prayers (if that’s your thing) are so appreciated. I need all of the encouragement possible right now.
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