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#sorryyyy this is a little all over the place. adhd. you get it
codgod · 7 months
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the thing about qslime is like. he’s BEEN in denial about flippa’s death ever since it happened. when the eggs were taken away when the brazilians first arrived he was fully expecting flippa to show back up with them, he actively went looking for her. this thing with codeflippa isn’t like… new. at all
also, tangentially related, i honestly feel like etoiles reassuring him that tilín’s death wasn’t his fault may have had a negative effect? at least in regards to how much guilt he feels. because his emotions are all in extremes — he either loves mariana or hates her guts. he either feels so guilty that he runs off thousands of blocks away and tries to summon an angel to bring tilín back or he doesn’t care anymore because it was “just an accident” (a sentiment which doesn’t extend beyond himself because he is, ultimately, as self-centred as he is self-unaware). charlie said it himself when going through the element rooms in cellbits castle — his character is entirely driven by emotion, and he’s an absolute wreck about it. that’s why his character would be blood (even if charlie himself chose energy/chaos)
the other islanders are very much used to how.. volatile he is. so they just kinda let it go (at least on the outside) as seen with cellbit, roier, phil, etc. hanging out with him and codeflippa and helping them do her “tasks” which obviously probably isn’t the best approach (except on an information gathering front, but i mean for slime specifically here) but like… how do you even help someone like that? someone so deep in that they can’t even see that they’re losing themself to something that isn’t even real. he’d have to get to a point where he actually lets himself realise that something is wrong but he just. can’t
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banquetwriter · 8 days
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Could you write a Fem!reader x Johnnie Guilbert where fem!reader forgets to take her ADHD meds so she is bouncing off of the walls.
୨୧ a million miles a minute ୨୧
pairing: Johnnie Guilbert ♡︎ Reader
warnings: ୭̥⋆*。 reader gets overwhelmed but it's not intense or anything dw
summary: ʚ Johnnie has to deal with you off your adhd meds ɞ
Words: 1591
An: watch the valentines day baking video on Johnnie channel bc this is based off that video and the dead blind mute baking challenge lol
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“Ahhhhh are you ready?” you squealed, scooting your socked feet over to the camera set on the tripod. “Yeah, we should be good to go,” Johnnie says, setting his phone down as you adjust the camera's settings.
“Can you please scoot into frame my good sir.” you request trying to make sure it's focused. “Oh of course your highness,” he replies, scooting over a bit more into the camera view. “Ok ok a little moreeee.” you plead. “Jeez you asked too much of me.” he jokes, moving even closer into the frame.
You let out a small giggle at his words. The world around you slowly starts to fade away as you hyper-fixate on the camera. YouTube and video making are some of your biggest fixations and you need to make sure it is absolutely perfect.
You supposed you were taking too long because after about a minute you hear Johnie complaining behind the camera. “Baby hurry up.” he moans tapping the counter mindlessly. You squeal, feeling like your limbs are turning into concrete from standing too long.
“Sorry sorry! The camera is being mean to me,” you reply, finally deciding that the video was good enough. You slide around to the kitchen and crash into Johnnie slightly. “Woah watch it there,” he mumbles with a smile watching you fix your hair into place.
“Sorryyyy,” you mumble, making sure all the shit you two were going to use in the video was all set up. You look up at the camera and realize you never even pressed record. “Oh shit hold on.” you scoot yourself back over the camera much to Johnnie’s chagrin.
“Oh, Jesus come on,” he mumbles, watching you. “I'm sorry!!” you squeal again. “You took so long setting up that I thought you were programming a drone strike back there.” he jokes, starting to laugh at his own words as you press the record button.
You poke your head out from the camera with a shocked face. “I'm just kidding,” he says, holding his arms out as you use the tile to slide against him again. You bump into him but don't pull away at first. He smiles down at you and presses a kiss on your forehead.
You pull away with a big dopey grin unable to hide the glee he gives you. “I'm sorry I took so long to set up,” you say, holding your arms up and moving to the counter. “It's fine, don't worry about it,” he says with a grin.
“And I was just setting up to film a YouTube video. I can't imagine how hard it must be to shoot porn.” you joke with him laughing at your own words. He looks at you with a slight grin. “Jesus you're on one today,” he mutters looking at the camera that was (thankfully) now recording. “Hi everyone and welcome to this video that's already going great,” Johnnie says waving to his camera.
You giggle at his attitude and crouch down from how hard you were laughing. Johnnie rolled his eyes and looked down at you. “Can you please pull yourself together and film this with me? It's Valentine's Day, it's supposed to be romantic.” he mutters.
His words seem harsh but they aren't, he has a huge grin on his face as he holds his hand out to you to hell you off the floor. “Ahhh I'm sorry.” you apologize, then taking his hand you jump to your feet ready to start the video.
“Today your favorite chefs Gordan Ramsey and…” Johnnie says pointing to you. You try to think of another famous chef but nothing comes to mind. It felt like it had been filled with fizzy rocks and it was useless to come to terms with anything you were thinking.
“Ummm.” you start, furrowing your brow and wondering why it was so hard to concentrate today. You look at Johnnie with a small frown as you couldn't come up with any names. “Who is another chef?” you whisper at him biting your nails.
It wasn't a habit you were proud of by any means but it usually calmed you down. “Uh Chef Boyardee,” Johnnie says with a smile. You start laughing at his answer. “Duh,” he mutters again as you pretend to wipe your fake tears away.
“Dude I'm already pissed off in this video because you took so long to set it up,” he says using his hands to speak. You roll your eyes at his words, “Oh I’m sorry princess I didn't hurry up.” you mock him. “Oh Jesus am I gonna get called baby girl and princess now?” he said, rubbing his face as you laughed at him.
He picks up a few of the hideously colored boxes for you to hold and hands them to you. He picked up the rest and refocused the video. “So today we are gonna be making a bunch of Valentine's Day items,” he says looking at the boxes.
“I don't think we are gonna be making all of them, y/n hasn't taken her ADHD meds today, as you can tell. And is bouncing off the walls today… well, it's night but whatever.” he says, setting the boxes down and looking out the window.
“Well I think we should start with this one, the sugar cookie hearts,” you suggested showing the camera the box. “It looks yummyyyyy.” you comment looking at the box. The two continue making the video. There were many instructions and different moving parts and Johnnie, god bless him, was not good at being able to keep anything organized.
The lack of meds was catching up to your brain. You felt like crying. It seemed the world wasn't on your side right now, you forgot to take them one time and you're about to cry while making stupid treats.
Johnnie dumped a flavor packet into the borderline soup the two of you had made. It unfortunately missed the batter and landed mostly on the floor. “Johnnie,” you whined, all of your funny banter gone.
You took a deep breath and rubbed your face. You crouched down to your knees and sat on the floor. “Y/n? Are you ok?” Johnnie asked, looking at the camera. Then back at you.
You lifted your head a little, nodding. “Yeah, I'm ok. Just without my meds, I'm getting really overwhelmed right now.” you confess clutching your legs to your chest. Johnnie sets everything down wiping his hands on his shirt before rushing to the camera to turn it off.
He presses the button on the device before crouching down to the floor next to you. The oven went off indicating it was preheated and ready to cook your monstrosity of a creation. “I'm sorry Johnnie. I hate when people think ADHD is getting hyper.” you mumble hiding your face in between your knees.
“You're good baby, don't worry, ok? Do you need anything?” he asked scooting next to you, careful not to touch you to make anything worse. “No no I'm good it's just stressing me out how much stuff is going on,” you said moving your hands all over the place to demonstrate.
He smiles at you, not because he thinks it's funny you're overstimulated but because of your hand motions. “I know it can be stressful. Do you want me to finish the video by myself?” he asked. You lifted your head to look at him.
He doesn't say anything except look into your eyes. You just smiled at his offer. “No! I wanna finish it with you. I just needed a break. That's all.” you said, a wide grin plastered on his face.
He really loved you, didn't he? “Ok let me know if you need me to,” he whispered. Inching closer to your face. You completed the space between the two of you, pressing your lips against his. He moved his right hand to cup your face.
You pull away after a second with a smirk feeling much better overall. “Of course, I wanted to finish filming with you, it's Valentine's Day andI love you!” you said sitting up and offering him your hand to stand back up. He smiled at you.
“Of course, that's gonna end soon because we are actually just contract dating.” you joked, starting to giggle again. Johnnie started laughing as well at your joke as he turned the camera back on. “You need to say that joke again for the camera,” he murmurs walking around the counter.
You smile and tell him ok. Johnnie catches the video up and shows them the batter (soup) the two of you managed to make and how the oven was preheated and ready to cook said monstrosity.
Johnnie puts it in the oven and sets the timer. The two of you sit there for a second not saying or doing anything. “Well. What should we do now? Start another box?” he asks, leaning against the counter.
You roll your eyes. And slide into the center of the kitchen. “We should dannnnceeee,” you ask, shaking your shoulders slightly. He rolls his eyes but walks up to you. He takes your hands and follows the little shiny you were doing.
“We have to cut this. I bet I look like such a dork,” he says with a grin. “No! You look super kickass with your leopard print jacket! Or maybe that's a cheetah I don't know.” you say looking at his outfit. He rolls his eyes but can't help the way his face heats up from your compliment
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