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very apt that this happend today while im getting back into the groove of writing simon and archie but funny story

i got blood drawn today and i am totally fine with needles so it was a non-issue but it got me thinking about poor archie + simon who insists he gets his annual physical and lab work done because its good for him

anyways im just thinking about how blood-drawing day would have to be a whole day endeavor. simon having to coax archie to even come out of the apartment and into the car and archie sitting in the passenger seat, stiff as a board, shaking, trying to prevent himself from hyperventilating completely

his primary physician is probably very aware of his aversion and makes sure to note that he needs extra time to the staff who take the sample, and of course simon has to go in with him

and im just picturing simon sitting beside him in the chair, practically cradling his face away from the arm thats being poked so he can't see anything and whispering soft assurances, wiping the tears that undoubtedly begin to fall. simon holding his hand and running his finger over archie's knuckle in hopes that it will distract him long enough

once the phlebotomist is finished, archie collapses in a heap of sobs as he fights off the horrid feelings and flashbacks and simon simply holds him until he feels ready enough to leave. the phlebotomist is taken aback because usually patients with trypanophobia are fine after the actual taking of the sample, or at the very least more calm than before. its not the case at all for archie.

simon takes him to get froyo after. they chatter about anything that'll get archie's mind off the whole ordeal and by the time they get back to simon's apartment, archie is so exhausted from how much stress he was under all day that he curls up on top of simon and conks out. simon holds him until he too conks right out.

(this is the calmest archie will ever be around needles. even this composure takes weeks of mental preparation for the guy)

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SETH LOOK

@seth-whumps

um. hello.

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sneak peak of a fic that should be coming out soon

inspired by this post (the whole reason i was able to finish this fic, making it the longest completed story i've written!!!)

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HEY GUYS heat exhaustion FUCKI G sucks jsyk. inflict it on your whumpees for my sake

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royalverse banter my beloved I missed you fuckers so much

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okay folks so I'm about to be in one of the tornado affected areas and we still don't have power or internet so I will not be available for a while. i'll post when I can, I love you all <333333

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(well its lore spoilers so its under read more) hi @sethlost ...i like your oc a normal amount...

critter that consumes every waking thought of mine and replaces it with them

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HELLO???? WHAT IS GOING ON WITH LUTE

BHAHAHAAAAAA HI MELLO

okay so Lute--aka Melody, but she kind of had to ditch that name--is a D&D character in my current campaign. wood elf bard wizard (mostly wizard, but flavored like bard because they cast spells through music, by manipulating the soundtrack of the game, but that's tangential)

ANYWAY. he is! just a little guy, you would think. they play up the stereotype of being the horny bard, but they're actually just a hopeless polyamorous platonic.

i have so much to say about her but I need to get to the point (KAM&MOSS if you see this DON'T LOOK I WILL KNOW.)

see, Lute Died.

well. not permanently. but when someone tried to kill his sister Koda, he snapped and slit the offender's throat.

unfortunately this offender was a government official, and she got imprisoned, branded, marked, beat to shit, and the like--but the worst of it? her execution is scheduled, and she gets a date with the chopping block. one thick spike driven through her throat later, and they're dead. very very dead.

yeahhhhh you'd think maybe the backstory would include their parents or siblings dying, but no! she's the one who died. painfully, in full view of her beloved family and friends.

now, the important part: he was offered a deal.

while in the frozen moments of bleeding out on the execution platform, a plasmoid entity by the name of Pepsin appears. she gives him an ultimatum: she will revive him, heal him over time, and grant him access to power beyond his dreams, in exchange for allowing Pepsin to take root in his body, where she'll continue rebuilding herself a mortal form.

aka: slime tells Lute that if she can hunker down as a body roommate for a while, he won't stay dead.

and Lute takes it. because what else is she to do?

so once the execution is over, Lute wakes up. the wound on his throat is barely healed, their hair is drained of color and is now a limp lifeless blond, their eyes have changed color, and there's a joyous pink plasmoid in his head, chattering cheerfully as he PULLS HIMSELF OUT OF HIS GRAVE.

they make it. drained of the summertime color of their home. they wander, out through the forests of the nature kingdom. they follow the vague but whimsical suggestions of their new body roommate, Pepsin, who guides him into the kingdom of water, and they try to move on, but they can't.

see--a funny thing happens when one is executed.

Lute came back, yes. but Melody--the little kid he was--died on the stage. before the eyes of his large family, already grieving, already looking away. already knowing she's dead. lute would do anything for the people she loves. she would kill, die, mercilessly or endlessly, to keep them happy and healthy and unharmed. he is an attack dog, a murderer, the bloodiest kind of loyalty, because she's already died. she's living on borrowed time.

Pepsin whistles calmly, or makes sex jokes, or has vague instructions or quests--not quite a patron, more like a parasite, though she hates it when Lute calls her that--and keeps his heart beating and his throat healing.

at the point we are in the campaign, only one other player knows Lute's hosting Pepsin right now. everyone else thinks it's just me, and not my DM playing a plasmoid in my head.

and Lute's grown, too. she can smile again. it's hard to get used to a body when you were mercilessly ripped from it. when you believe you're dead, the flesh responds in kind. but, yknow, her name was Melody. they've always been a performer.

it's not hard to pretend you're alive. it's much harder to believe it.

one day, the group will discover Lute's little slime hitchhiker. one day they'll learn just how broken he is. but for now, she sings and her voice is the smokey remains of a candlefire. for now, they play at a living breathing person.

but she is a criminal. she is supposed to be dead. she is a liar, a fake. dangerous.

for their loved ones, Lute would do anything. and it is that quiet mantra that keeps them moving forward.

well. that and the slime singing the duck song in her head.

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long winding not organized explanation but I love this character so unbelievably much it hurts. i hope this was entertaining!! ily mello!!!!!!

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i will finish this fic. i will finish this fic. i will finish this fic.

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"the world isn't that kind, get over it" my friends made a whole ass hidden channel in our discord so if anyone wanted to vent about feeling sick they could do it without triggering my emetophobia. "you won't always have someone to help you" two separate occasions my friends have driven me to the ER and stayed with me to help me stay calm, even though they didn't have to. "one day you'll have to grow up" i would rather grow together. i don't owe you hopelessness.

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|| before we drift away - nothing but thieves ||

they get to be happy one (1) time before JJ leaves for the big city and is presumed dead for five years. anyway

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unfinished but i miss them okay……….

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hi uhhhhhh

i missed them. ANYWAY

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MORE MORRI AND JJ I REGRET NOTHING :DDDD

and yes I did thirst trap my own oc no I have no shame

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listening to all of them now

what are your whumpy song recommendations

is one of them the mind electric because that's a good one

okokok so yes I love the mind electric so much (GREAT shout its so good) but that post was specifically about a band I have. fell HARD for. i've got a reblog of four of their songs but feather you have just given me a chance to scream more SO

✨️more Nothing But Thieves✨️

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Reset Me is one of my favorites in the whole discography. i ascend to the great beyond whenever I hear it. yes yes robot whumpee it is also indeed on morri's playlist but it's something about the desperation of the vocals.......

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Phobia has that sort of dark creeping vibe and the delivery on the whispers is so good but the fucking shake in his voice when he pleads "five star hotel and I don't feel well" and "I could use some healing" has me DEAD

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this one kind of makes me feel like imagining an escaped living weapon. something says there's more, there's an itch, and you've never lived a life that scratches it. "i just wanna feel something real"......

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recovery arc but angry. viscerally angry and endlessly staring at this long road that has no light at the end of the tunnel. am I gonna get better? am I? once again the vocals are killer as in I'm deceased

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ANYWAY I LOVE WHUMP SONGS but this band has. consumed me. i'm disintegrating

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FUCK. honestly just FUCK. We missed a very important day yesterday.

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I think i did a sona