#i'm only started today so probably will have double update

[tsukikoayanosuke]

Awakening Gashadokuro - Ruikasa Week 2023

Day 1: Mythology

Do you really want to die now?

Huh… Not really…

Kufufu… Be glad, mortal, for I’m gracious at the moment. Awaken now.

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When Rui opened his eyes, he didn’t know where he currently was. It looked like he was in a simple poor wooden house with its window closed. On the bedside table, he could see a tray of food he didn’t recognize. But he was quite hungry. Surely this is for him if it is placed here, right?

FoOd!

LeT’S EaT It!

GiMmE! GiMmE!

Taking a bite, Rui knows that it was a slice of raw meat. Strangely enough, he doesn’t seem to mind it. Perhaps he was too hungry to even think about it. There were a lot of questions in Rui’s head. Where is he now? How does he get here? Why is it so…loud?

StRaNgE PlAcE!

WhErE ArE We!

NeW KiD! NeW KiD!

Whose voice are those?

CaN We lEaVe nOoOoOwW…

I’M HuNgRy!

LeT’S RuIn tHiS PlAcE.

Why are they in his head?

I CaRvE ViOlEnCe…

HeY, nEw kId. LeT’S GeT OuT Of hErE.

WhErE’S ThE WaR?!

FiGhT! FiGhT! FiGhT!

Be quiet…

ChAoS! I WaNt cHaOs!

WhErE’S ThE FiGhT?! WhErE’S ThE WaR?!

BlOoD! BlOoD! BlOoD! BlOoD! BlOoD! BlOoD!

“SHUT UP!”

Someone held his hands that he never realized were covering his ears. He didn’t even realize that he was crying either. Through his blurry tears, he could see a blond boy with glasses, looking rather concerned but gentle. “Don’t listen to them,” he said. “Just breathe. Follow me.”

And Rui did, closing his eyes again, he breathed. In and out… In and out… Until the voices in his head calm down, barely above a whisper. He let out a sigh. “I’m okay now.”

“Good to know.” The boy smiled again. And that is when Rui notices the pair of tanuki ears on top of his head.

“You’re a tanuki…?”

“And you’re a Gashadokuro.”

“I’m…not?”

“I could see the guy above you.” Rui looked up and didn’t see anything, but he could feel a presence that was almost suffocating. “I’m guessing you had voices in your head?”

“How did you-”

“If seen someone like you before.” The boy sat on the side of his bed. “They made a deal with Gashadokuro and almost went insane from it.”

“A deal- Oh.” The first voice was from a Gashadokuro. “It asked if I want to die or not.” He turned to the blond boy again. “So, am I really dead?” But he didn’t even remember how he died.

“If it’ll help, I’m dead too,” the boy said. “Made a deal with a pair of tanuki and kitsune and here I am.”

“Who are you anyway?”

The boy grinned in an almost cheeky grin that Rui could imagine a tail popped out. “My name is Tenma Tsukasa. I found you in a nearby graveyard and brought you here.”

“So, you save me.” Rui pulled a cheeky smile. “I don’t have money on me. Can a kiss will be sufficient?”

Tsukasa let out a hiss with a blushing face. “Shame on you!”

Rui laughed, feeling light for the first time since he woke up. “But I thank you for saving me.”

Tsukasa sighed. “Not a problem. Just doing my job.”

“Your job is picking up dead people?”

“Well, let’s just say it’s a personal new purpose after death.” Tsukasa stood up and picked up a red umbrella that was on the table. He opened the umbrella and Rui could feel strong energy coming from Tsukasa. “One day, the Star Inn shall be known across the spirit and human world as a safe haven for lost souls. I still have a long way to go before I can make my name.”

“The Star Inn?”

Tsukasa gestured around the room. “This house can’t fit even two people. One day, I’ll get a new building.”

“How are you gonna do that?”

“Uh…” Tsukasa’s ears folded in embarrassment. “I haven’t thought about it.”

Rui chuckled. “Sound like an admirable ambition.” And it wasn’t a lie. He couldn’t remember his past life that well, but something about Tsukasa’s words pull something in his stilled-heart. To create a safe haven for lost souls…like him…

“Can I join?”

Tsukasa’s ears perked up again. “Huh?”

Rui stood up from the bed. “I want to join you. Four hands are better than two, right?”

Tsukasa’s ears folded again and Rui decided it was the cutest thing he had seen. “I-I wasn’t expecting that,” the tanuki said. He cleared his throat and stood up straight. “Well then,” he offered a hand, “welcome to the team, uh…”

Rui giggled and took Tsukasa’s hand, giving it a firm shake. “Kamishiro Rui, Pleasure to work with you.”

[magpie-murder]

it'd be wild if they gave asgard's citizens phones in marvel i bet they'd have the best drama

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👴🏻 is-odin-dead-yet

No.

#date: 2023/11/23 #when will he croak #i've been running this blog for centuries #frigga for allfather #kick the bucket already i'm getting bored of posting here

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⛈️ god-of-thunder

I come to Tumblr with a regretful update. As you may know, my family and our fiercest warriors have been traveling between realms in search of our stolen relics.

While attempting to recover one, my brother lost his life in battle while protecting us. He shielded me with his body. My brother died a hero.

einherjarl-deactivated20231120

May he reach Folkvangr. My deepest condolences. But I thought Baldur was impervious to all harm...?

⛈️ god-of-thunder

It was Loki. :( I'm devastated.

einherjarl-deactivated20231120

Oh.

🐍 magic-theatre

is that all you can muster? "oh." you thought i was dead, and that's it? that's all you have? what do you mean by that? let's talk. :)

⛈️ god-of-thunder

You're alive? Where are you?

⛈️ god-of-thunder

Wait, what happened to @einherjarl? He deactivated?

⛈️ god-of-thunder

Loki?

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🎨 bragis-apprentice

Just finished custom making this handle

#metalwork #artists on tumblr #double sided axe #my art

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⚔️ aesir-warrior-tournament

⚡️LIGHTNING ROUND⚡️

einherjarl-deactivated20231120

?

einherjarl-deactivated20231120

Lady Sif is not one of The Warriors Three. It says it in the name. There are three of them. Not four.

Correct this.

✨️ the-dashingest

I voted for Sif.

🪓 valiant-festivals

I voted for Sif.

🔺️ grim-warrior

I voted for Sif.

✨️ the-dashingest

Wait, Hogun? But you didn't tell us you had a phone?

🔺️ grim-warrior

I don't.

#lady sif propaganda #lightning round #poll reblog #only one more round after this! #i'm so glad lady sif doesn't have tumblr lol #i hope you guys dont mind that a mortal is running this blog btw #i really didnt expect any of you to see this 😬 #and srry for the reblog spam #also hogun lol

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🐍 magic-theatre

i see your thirst edits, you sick freaks.

#start tagging me in them #and/or sending them to me

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⛵️ modern-technologist Follow

umm i'm in ohio to visit my parents and there's like. um . a giant wolf running alongside my car? i'd call animal control but this thing is ginormous and i don't think that would do anything.

it doesnt have a leash or anything (obv its bigger than my car) but it's covered in chains. what do i do??

@identifying-d𝚘gs-in-posts ??

🐕 identifying-dogs-in-posts Follow

Fenrir Lokison?

#😨

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✨️ the-dashingest

I really don't think Loki is that bad. Sure, he's had a rocky history, but I don't think he's done anything worthy of scorn. Besides, hasn't he just died and come back or something like that, anyway? He has a blank slate, in my book.

#is it just me? #i hear people saying we should banish or kill him #i find that idea preposterous #he's just misunderstood

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einherjarl-deactivated20231120

I'm not going to @ them, but ugh... Someone I'm acquainted with just died in battle, and honestly? I'm so relieved. Is that terrible? Don't answer that, I know that it is. I'll probably delete this in a few hours.

🐍 magic-theatre

that's what you get for vagueing.

cowards don't go to valhalla.

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💘Midnight's DCA Valentine's💘

The people wanted it, I'm here to provide it, it's Valentine's request time! See below for more details :D

Requests

I will have 14 slots available for requests. Which, is much less than last time, but I don't have time to do a month full of requests, and Valetine's day is the 14th sooo, yeah. BUT, length will be the same as December, 1000-2000 words.

Requests can be anything (again)! Just ask that they relate to Valentine's in some way, be that directly or indirectly and of course DCA-related.

As most know I am an X reader writer, but as long as my general request rules are followed, I don't mind writing for ocs, canon, etc. 

fair warning though for the above, I am not familar at all with TSAMS and if you DO have a specific au, I will do my BEST to be accurate but cannot guarentee beyond that

For those who don't know my rules, no nsfw (suggestive is fine!), and if you want something specific, be specific. Besides that, it's fair game, request what you want!

Potential Issues & Schedule

If there is overlap between request ideas, they will be combined in some manner of speaking (if possible). If needed, I will reach out to you about adjusting ideas or the likes, though I don't forsee this happening. This would occur if for example, someone wants gift shopping with Sun with their oc, and someone else wants the same thing with a reader-insert. Whoever requested second would be who I reach out to. 

Requests will be posted starting on February 1st & ending on the 14th!

I will be starting writing as soon as I get the first request, and since I'm in classes again now, I need to prepare as much as I can ahead of time so to not worry about getting behind. SO, requests will be open from today (January 18th) until next week January 25th. I know it's a short timeslot, but I need time haha 😅

To keep things organized, please request in the comments of this post. This also helps to potentially keep from overlap in requests, as you'll be able to see what else has already been requested. If you request in my ask box or such it'll make things a bit more difficult, so please avoid that.

HOWEVER, there is one exception to the above, which is if you wish to request anonymously, which is completely fine to do! But please only request in my ask box if you want to be anonymous. If overlap happens in that case, then y'all may just get two responses with similar vibes on the same day (essentially a bonus lol)

Sharing & More

Please feel free to share this post around, and request if you want to! Once I hit 14 unique ones I'll reblog this post with the announcement that requests are closed, so make sure to double check they aren't closed already prior to requesting!

I'll also post updates every couple of days regarding the status of total requests as well ^_^

Everything related to this will be under the tag #MM dca Valentine's, just in case there's another similar tag out there and I'm not just taking it for myself

I'm going to try and upload these in real time to ao3 so if you prefer to read there that will now also be an option! As opposed to having to wait for edits and such

Bonus little thing, if there's any artists out there that would maybe like to make some doodles to go along with these... let me know 👀👀 I would love to do it myself (same for the december requests) but I am unfortunately too slow a cooker to manage it 😔 would just be for funsies (i do not have the money for commissions so this would be volunteer-based) and no pressure to make something overtly intensive or the likes! I've never done this kind of thing before but I would probably send you the finished request/prompt ahead of time and you would (ideally) have a week or so to make something. Again, very small simple little doodle and if something comes up there would be no pressure to finish or such ^^

General update things from me

Hoping to finish up Holiday Spirit in the next week or so! shooting for ch. 3 to post today or tomorrow ^^

DCA December is now completely edited/posted to ao3 (will be posting the last couple chapters over the next few days)

Have decided that i WILL be holding off on posting Confused Spirit chapters 36, 37, 38 and will be writing them all together to make sure the plot points go correctly/how i envisioned

Cooking up some fun things for @/divinit3a's Cafe prompts, so expect to see those throughout the rest of the month :)

Okay that's all for now, goodbye!

Tag list for the usuals :D

@scarletcowboy @beemyhuneybee @fishm0ther @deviouscrackers @elsajoyagent8 @luckyyyduckyyy @zenkaiankoku @jogimote @local-shrub @milosmantis @robinette-green @everlightreader @sinister-sincerely @starredeclipse @dangerva @juukai @crystalmagpie447 @mothgutz236 @lizyxml @divinit3a @amarynthian-chronicles @crystalfay

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2. therefore i am  

⏾  professor! bruce wayne x student! reader 

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⏾ Last chapter

⏾ cw: 18+, slow burn, eventual smut, your professor is still hot…shocker, bruceiskindofadick, opposites attract

⏾ content: Your first meeting with Professor Wayne is off to a shaky start to say the least.  

⏾ eek! I'm so excited for all the notes from last weeks chapter!! Thank you guys so so much for reading my first fic!! I'll eventually post one-shots as well, but for now I'm focusing on this. If anyone has interest in being tagged when I update, let me know. I'd be glad to do that!

It has been a week since Professor Wayne offered you the extra credit opportunity, and let’s just say that the research aspect isn’t going great. But, here you still are. Obsessing over what today’s meeting will look like and obsessing over the way your dress looked. 

So stupid. You thought while you tugged your dress down to your sides. You figured it would be best to not dress in your usual attire. Which consisted mainly of whatever you dug out of your laundry pile that day. You give yourself one last look over and then glance at the time on your phone; it reads 2:07 PM. 

“SHIT, I’m gonna be late!” You grab your bag and rush out the door, double-checking that you locked it because the apartment building you lived in was not the safest of places. The streets on the other hand, were far worse by comparison. The roads were still pretty torn up with man-sized potholes and cracks that made them undriveable, the surrounding buildings looked like they could crumble at a gust of wind, and the garbage left behind from the flood covered the sidewalks entirely. You had been promised real change, but it would most likely take years before you saw a difference in Gotham. For now though, you could settle for the shitiness. It’s something you’ve known your entire life, so what’s the harm in a few more years of waiting?

You eventually make it onto the crowded subway and immediately put your earbuds in to drown out everyone around you. The noise on the subway is always just too damn much for you to handle. You grab your phone out of your backpack and hit play on your playlist, sighing softly as you hold your backpack close to you. There was no way that today's meeting would go well, especially with the lack of peer reviewed articles. So far you only found two that weren’t already in the stack of papers Professor Wayne gave you. You can only assume that he will find this unacceptable, so you have to do something to distract him from the fact that you totally blew it. 

Maybe I could just lie and say I had some more “stuff” come up this week so I couldn’t fully focus. No. You attended class all week, and besides he would probably see right through your lie. You haven’t personally experienced this, but he seemed to be the type. Like he could get anyone to cough up the truth with a simple look. 

The subway comes to a stop and you squeeze your way through people to get off at your stop. You hop off the platform and quickly make your way up the stairs and to the street towards your University. 

You eventually pass a cafe and come up with an even better plan. I’ll bring him coffee! Shit. I don’t know what he drinks…and I can’t email him either. He literally takes a million years to ever get back to anyone. You enter the shop and look at the time; 2:47. 13 minutes until you had to meet him. You knew you were cutting it close, but you couldn’t show up completely empty handed either. A peace offering of sorts would hopefully make him look past your fuck up. You glance up at the menu and panic after you realize you’re next in line.  I’ll go with a latte to be safe. Everyone likes those. You order and before you know it you’re out of the cafe with 8 minutes to spare. You’d make it in time if you ran and didn’t eat shit on the way over. 

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2:59 PM. 

You made it on time! You’re huffing and puffing, and your hair is a mess but you made it. Before going in you are sure to make yourself presentable. You wouldn’t want the hottest professor on campus to see you look like a hot mess. He was too particular to settle for anything less than perfection. 

You shakily open the door, immediately feeling yourself overwhelmed with butterflies in your stomach and chest. Was this a terrible idea? Probably! But it was far too late to go back now. 

There sat Professor Wayne, perfectly composed as he leaned back in his chair reading today's newspaper. Gods, he even makes reading the paper look sexy. How can such a grandfatherly act look so perfect?! You shake away the thought, feeling slightly ashamed of how shamelessly you thought of him. He was your professor for heaven's sake! You glance at one of the headlines; WOMAN STABBED ON SUBWAY BETWEEN PARK AND 5TH BARELY ESCAPES WITH HER LIFE. Unfortunately, this was nothing new for the citizens of Gotham, especially the female presenting ones. You consider yourself lucky that you’ve never experienced anything too terrible on the subway. 

“(Y/N).” He glances at his watch and then back to you, his expression unreadable. “I almost thought you lost your way.” Professor Wayne folds the newspaper carefully and places it in its designated spot on his desk. 

You stand awkwardly for a second before setting down his latte, your heart exploding from anxiety. “Ha ha. Very funny. I am actually right on time sir.” 

He makes a disapproving tut and straightens his posture, staring straight into your eyes. “Early is on time, on time is late, and late is unacceptable.” 

Before you can help it, you involuntarily scowl. Now that was definitely something a grandpa would say.  “I was unaware of that rule. It won’t happen again.” Great, what a wonderful first impression you’ve made. Smooth move (y/n) smooth move. 

“Obviously.” Your professor wordlessly motions towards the seat in front of him, ignoring your scowl. 

You hadn’t noticed how bare his office was until today. He had no pictures, posters, or even one of the university's dumb infographics about getting therapy. You couldn’t imagine Professor Wayne in therapy. He’d probably spend the whole time with that smug look on his face. Ugh, his stupid handsome jawline with his stunning blue eyes. Not now, he’s literally standing right in front of me. Quickly, you take a seat in the tiny uncomfortable chair, making sure to push his latte directly in front of him. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be offended by the gesture. 

Professor Wayne’s eyes flicker to the latte, but only for a moment before they return to his now lit up monitor. He looked…unimpressed to say the least. “I don’t drink latte’s. But your gesture has been noted.” 

Dick.

Instead of letting him win this one, you give him your best fake smile and fish your tiny file out of your bag. “I know it’s not much, but I think I’m off to a good start Professor. I figured we’d go over the requirements for the paper itself. Like, the minimum amount of citations, the format, the length, and the content itself.” 

“If you expect that to take up most of our time today then you’re sorely mistaken.” Your professor states, still looking emotionless. “I have already assigned you the project on Canvas, did you not see it?” Fuck. “No, I’m sorry I didn’t see it. I swear I check-” “Take this time to look it over then, it’s alright.” He says with an almost caring look in his eyes, maybe a part of him did have some empathy. 

The next hour and a half is filled with many more awkward silences and more ‘quirky’ remarks from Professor Wayne. You're not convinced that you’ll even get a good grade on something that is literally for extra credit. The part of you that is hopeful that you may be able to pass is spurred on by your dirty little crush on him. Could you be more cliché? You kind of liked being in his inner bubble, even if he had built about five brick walls around himself. Maybe one day you’d be able to get a peek through one of them. Somewhere under that hard exterior is a person. But what kind of person? You were dying to know. 

After another long awkward silence, Professor Wayne’s voice interrupts your thoughts. “Let’s meet in one of the library’s study rooms next week. I’d like to show you how to do proper research. With a subject this new, you can’t get away with your research solely being from online articles. I will email you with more details within the next few days.”

You pause for a moment, realizing that this was your cue to get out of his office. “Alright. I will see you next week then. On time.” You add the last part while you finish packing up your things. 

When you look up again, you see the smallest smirk on the corner of his lips. “Have a good weekend Professor Wayne.” 

“You as well. Oh and (y/n).” You stop in your tracks and look over your shoulder in the doorway. 

“You did some good work today. Keep it up.” 

A small smile creeps across your face along with an ever so slight blush across the bridge of your nose. "Thank you Professor Wayne." Internally, your stomach was doing backflips. Another compliment? You could get used to this.

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[tonix3]

Day 20 & more shenanigans

of The & An Observer

Quoting myself from yesterday:

My initial thoughts without having discussed it with the others as of now: The door is creaking (another door reference)→ creaking meaning not fully open meaning it goes on and TO mentions journey home and journey together so that confirms it will be ongoing and gradually. Not fully open (or more doors to open and more obstacles to cross) it really feels and sounds like some contracts really may have lifted like everyone discussed in the last few weeks. New era has started. I'm interested to see if TO posts again and if and what Louis will post today.

TO tweets again at 20:20 (UK Time) -> making it triple 20 like the score on Louis' dartboard. The pfp changed to a faded dartboard inside the eye.

Switches between AN and THE Observer in the span of 10mins the pfp changed from triple 20 score featuring a dart to bullseye.

Louis didn't post anything on the 28th. Take from that what you will ... (I think it's a bit weird we didn't get anything on both 26th and 28th)

The last SS of the whole page (ft header and pfp) I've taken before the rest of Day 20s tweets were made. I know it was like this until today's shenanigans started.

13:00 (UK Time) A new tweet from THE observer comes in linking a new Instagram account called fromANobserver (now the link is featured in the bio)

The pfp stays the bullseye. But the header changed. The man on the header is gone - symbolizing that AN Observer moved to Instagram? THE Observer is now alone on twitter? (Sad I loved the back and forth and everyone said they are talking to each other😭)

The linked account follows the three same things LTHQ, AFHF and our pookie himself. The saying in the bio has the little change of AN observer and the account posted a lilac pic for us 'Today we begin anew.' I love the aesthetic.

I have a few things to say about the lilac pic. It features 16 stars and a moon, the dartboard is weird and only features 8 cake pieces divided into 3s. The more colorful pieces could mean something? The normal dartboard has 20 cake pieces and divides them into 4s, two pieces with normal score count, a double and a triple piece (where the score gets doubled and tripled) + bullseye. The circle in the middle of the picture - is it the outlook? Through the looking glass - or is it something else?

I feel a bit overwhelmed now, not gonna lie. I haven't even settled my thoughts about yesterday and now the next thing pops up and everyone is yelling at me in my inbox for thoughts and updates, hahaha.

I'm interested to see where this leads... if I'm honest I thought the twitter account would vanish today probably. Now we have two accounts to observe. 😅

I'm expecting them to move again tonight.

Soo stay tuned, it seems like this ride is far from over, peeps ✨🫶🏻

And also Louis, luv, could you move on your normal account? 😉

[sinnabee]

Hey guys!!! This is a post that's probably long overdue - y'all remember these funky little lads??

Well the results for the poll came in a while ago - about 170 people between twitter and tumblr let me know that they were interested! As of today - the order for these charms has been placed. I ordered 100 of each, 200 total. This way, there's still the ability for the majority of y'all that wanted to order to buy, but I'm not over-ordering, either. (Actually only 99, barring any quality issues, will be listed, because I AM keeping a set for myself heeheehoohoo)

The charms will be double-sided, 2.5 inch charms with a holographic star pattern on both sides.

I'll give y'all progress updates when I get the mock-ups, and I should have product photos come in a little bit before the charms do - at that point, I'll probably open up a listing on my shop so that I can start taking some orders!

Thanks for all the support you guys!!! I'm so so SO excited to do this!!! If this goes well, then hopefully I'll be able to make more charms in the future!!!

See you soon! <3

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Dark Horse-Fight or Flight

Chapter 6

PricexFem!reader

PriceXFem!reader

Reader is a single mother, working double shifts at a restaurant. Father of the child starts to become a problem while reader is at work and Price offers a solution. Slight age gap between reader around 25 and Price around 35. Will be around 3-5 Chapters once finished (Probably will be more about 6-8 chapters total now)

Sorry its been a bit for an update. Finally moving up in shifts and got to bid days is leaving me trying to find time to write. 7 months pregnant and tired all the time too isn't exactly helping.

This one might get a little dark (drowning/death/language), coming to wrap this one up. Might be two more chapters left.

John's activities went on for a few hours into the night. Starting in the living room and ending in the bedroom. Somehow, through all the activity, you awoke still on your schedule. The morning light beamed in golden rays next to the side of the bed. Yesterday was so extraordinary, but here it returned to normal routine once more.

John laid next to you, on his stomach arms folded underneath a pillow holding it close. His legs still strewn in with yours. Carefully pulling them out of the entangled snare, you slipped away quietly heading to the bathroom to get showered for work. Today, you would talk to Kate about transitioning to part time... for the first time in your life.

Part time...Only partly at work. More time at home. More time with Abel. More time with your husband.

The shower curtain being pulled back startled you, making jump dropping the bottle of soap on to the bottom of the shower.

"Ya' tellin' me ya wan' somethin'... or...," John's morning voice rumbled from his chest, making a slight innuendo as he bent down to pick up your soap. On the way back up he greeted you with raised eyebrows and a cheeky smile.

"Ha-ha," you announced sarcastically. "Forgive me, I don't have many that join me in the shower."

"Better start gettin' used to it, takin' any chance I get. Could of woke me, would of joined you sooner." He had taken your loofah and dumped soap on it, starting to wash you.

"You were sleeping."

"Want to take you on a honeymoon sometime, feels strange not doing something after were married. Untraditional." He said kissing the back of your wet head.

"No offense, I'm grateful but this whole thing was kind of untraditional."

"Do you regret it?"

Instantly you shook your head. "No," quickly escaped your mouth. The regret or hesitance better labeled left you sometime yesterday. This was no doubt now in your head the best choice. It's always been you and Abel. Part of you longed for someone else to fill that void... But Abel's father was never qualified to fill that position. John's over qualified.

Upon reward for your eager answer, John's hand slipped off the loofah and further down your body.

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John and Abel joined you at your morning shift for breakfast. Both sitting at the counter while you waited tables. John had already asked Abel if he wanted to join him and the others for a fishing trip for the weekend.

The young boy excited to partake with something in the outdoors. Abel's father had always wanted him to stay indoors with him and played video games, which was fine. But you had noticed that Abel's soul often craved more. He was a boy who had a hard time sitting still for long periods of time. Maybe this was the answer he needed. All very clearly over 6'0 ft and pure man and willing to teach.

If you'd of asked yourself a few days ago, never in a million years would of sent your son off with someone you had just got to know. However there was something about John that made you trust him. You would give him your soul... bound to your bone and blood.

It didn't take long for John's strays to find and join him. Taking a seat further extending your counter. It really was a sight to see, four very large, very built, very dangerous men... and there sat little Abel. It would of been worth a picture to you if you had time to take one.

"Wanna wish you an' the Captain a Congrats," the one you had learned as Gaz started off.

"Congrats indeed, he's lucky he fund ya firs', bonnie lass," "Soap" joined in. "Any o' us would of made you a wife jus' as quick."

Very quickly you dropped their plates in front of them, your cheeks burning red and walking away. It made laughter erupt from Soap, while John side eyed him carefully.

"Easy Mactavish, can't scare the help away." Ghost, the giant always in black said, giving a slight pop on the back of Soap's head.

"I don' mean nuthin' by it, just happy for the Cap' is all."

John's watchful eye dropped back to yours were he sighed.

"Sorry love, why I meant we don't feed the strays. They don't deserve it."

All of them groaned loudly at his words.

"We haven't even left yet, and you're already making him mad." Gaz said elbowing Soap.

Ghost had rolled his mask halfway up his face to eat his breakfast making Abel lean forward to look at him. John had told you enough that Ghost wears the mask to stay anonymous to people having "died" years ago.

"Abel..." your voice warned, trying to keep him from being rude. Ghost's eyes glanced down towards Abel, as if asking him what he wanted.

"Yes?" Ghost acknowledged him.

"What do you look like under there?" His quiet shy voice asked.

"An ugly mug," Soap answered long before anyone else could. Again the laughter echoed in the diner.

"Quite the loud bunch," Kate said brushing past you grabbing a coffee pot.

"Won' be here long, Kate." John said trying to curb her building anxiety.

"Would like to talk to you later today." Your courage finally building having a second to talk to her.

"Not quitting on me are you?" Blunt. Straight to the point. Kate was never one for beating around the bush.

"No... not exactly."

"After the rush. We'll sit down take break and you can tell me what's going on."

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Little arms wrapped around our waist, Abel buried his face in your abdomen.

"Love you, mom."

Stroking his hair back you leaned down, inhaling his hair.

"Always love you more."

Just like that he ripped himself from you, running to the vehicle they had all packed to go on their little "trip". Sure, Abel spent weekends away from you with his dad before... but this felt different. You wanted to bond as a family, but it was important that Abel and John bond together as well.

"Gonna be alright, love?" John asked arm wrapping around your shoulders and pulling him into you.

"Yeah..." you muttered into his shoulder, laying your head against it.

"Just one night, we will be back tomorrow before noon."

It was like he knew you through and through. Like he was looking past glass and could see what was making you tick.

"Just one night." You mirrored back at him, trying to convince yourself.

"Wouldn' even worry about it, if I hadn't of promised the others when we got back."

"You need your time too, John."

"And so do you, relax at home for once." He said rubbing your arms and kissing your forehead before tilting your head up and planting a gentle kiss on you.

"Besides, had you busy enough for the past couple of days, you could use the break." The same smirky smile and attitude from your shower together returning. It made you pat his chest lightly with a little slap, your way of telling him to get going. It made him chuckle, the rumble you have come to love echo from him.

You waved goodbye to all of them, Abel's hand slipping out the window at to you. They disappeared turning a corner to go out of town, and there you stood all on your own.

Going back inside, there sat Kate, two pieces of pie and two cups of coffee. The sugar and caffeine trick to get you ready to the next "rush" as she calls them.

"Probably shouldn't let you have coffee, knowing you could be pregnant." She teased, making you roll your eyes.

"Haven't I been picked on enough today?" Referring to the earlier banter.

"Come on, sit down and tell me what's going on." She said still laughing quietly, patting the seat next to her.

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The walk home was quiet, peaceful. Kate had taken the information well, telling you she had started to expect it and was honestly happy for you. This whole feeling was alien to you, spending most of your life struggling for the things you had or being in fight and flight mode.

Tonight, the first night you had to yourself in ages. The possibilities were endless, but still it seemed your heart wanted one thing. To be with Abel. He needs this you reminded yourself. You needed this too.

Stopping at the store on your way home, buying a bottle of wine to pair with your burger and fries you had brought home for dinner. You glanced at it while pulling it out of the brown bag the store had hidden in it. Still trying to be a responsible adult, working on your daily chores, you then ran a bath and ate your supper.

Glass of wine in one hand, you slipped into the bath, resting the bottle next to you on the table. near by. The water was hot, scalding your skin, but it felt so nice to be engulfed by it all while you soaked. Propping your legs up on the tub, toes out of the water, you sent John a picture. Trying to communicate without being over bearing, missing them both still.

"You just send my kid out with random people?" A voice asked coming from the open bathroom door making you jump and look over.

There stood your ex... impending doom in the doorway.

"What are you doing here??" You asked sitting up, fear rising within.

He bolted to you, one hand at your neck pushing you under. The water was even hotter inside your body. Quickly filling your lungs, air leaving your cells.

You tried to scream, instead it left your body in large ripples floating to the top were they popped. Useless, it was futile. The feeling of fight or flight returning once more... and you couldn't leave. You have to fight.

Wrapping a hand around his arm, you grabbed and squeeze digging trying hard to push him back.

There was recoil as he brought you back up from the water.

"Fuckin' dumb bitch!"

Heavy large waves of water pouring off of you and back into the tub made it hard to hear, but he was close and loud enough you could make out every syllable and vowel. Rage and hatred dripping off his words.

"You know what I'm gonna do?" He dangerously asked. The tone matter of fact. Finally striking you as rhetorical. He wasn't worried about what he was going to do, as much as he was making you pay.

"I'm going to hold you underwater, let them think you drown. I'm going to clean up the water, refill the tub. You're already drinking, making this easy for me." he said gesturing to the broken wine glass on the floor. "You'll be dead and look like a drunk. I'll have Abel full custody then. What a terrible mother," mockingly.

There he forced you back into the water and down to the bottom.

"No!" You shrieked trying to resist, still unable to.

The battle started all over again... The blazing feeling of the water. Who knew water could burn? Your tongue was heavy in your mouth, the urge to get up leaving you.

Splashes and splashes of your spent oxygen rising to the top, towards your attacker. Your last gift to him.

Fight or flight.

War. This means war and death and you were picking yourself, tired of bowing to this man.

Your hand reached up pulling up on the tub, reaching, passing, bucking. Finally finding the bottle you gripped it, swinging as hard as you could. It smacked him, making him let go. Breaking, wine mixing with the matter on the floor, blood soon following. A large gash was on the side of his head, but he was still conscious. His hands reaching for you again, making you strike him once more. More of the bottle breaking, shards flying out and into his flesh.

Down he went, body lying on the floor. His face was hacked, skin and muscle torn down from his head to neck and into his shoulder.

It looked like an animal was let lose, like a bear had mauled him. The bathroom an entire wreck. Eyes wide as you glanced up in the mirror. Your skin red from where he had a grip of you.

Where was your phone?? You needed to call. You needed to call him now.

Finally you found it near the tub on the floor, covered in water. Reaching for it you tried to wipe the excess off... praying and hoping it worked. By the grace of gods, it somehow lit up. A new text message from John blessed the screen.

Looks nice love. Meaning the picture you had sent before the attack took place. Oh, how ironic.

Using it as a shortcut, you called him. Instantly he knew from how you were breathing something had happened.

"Love?? What's wrong?"

"He broke in." A sob, loud breaking your words after.

"He still there?" Hastily asked.

"Yes... but."

"But what dear?"

"I...he's..Hes dead!" you wept.

"I'm comin'."

"No, Abel will know somethings wrong." It was short and choppy. Relayed in away that you hoped he understood. You didn't want Abel to see this. You didn't want him to know you had killed his father.

John was quiet for a moment trying to come up with a solution.

"I'm sending, Simon." His next trusted, next in lead to come help you.

There, John listened to you cry, trying to motivate you to get dressed before Simon got there.

Finally, you had enough nerve to get out, finding simple clothes. A T-shirt of Johns on and a pair of shorts. Huffing the material of his trying to find peace and the ability to stay sane...A knock at the door breaking your temporary peace, bringing you back to your bloody reality.

Carefully you opened your door a crack, brown eyes behind smudged eye black and mask waiting for you.

"You ok?" he asked waiting for you to open the door fully.

Breaking the threshold, you pushed the door open for him. Simon stepped full foot in, scanning his eyes over you looking for injuries before turning the way you were pointing.

You followed him, but him stopping in the living room made you confused. Looking around there you saw curtains billowing. Simon approached it pulling them back looking through the window, the screen down on the ground.

Your ex had popped it off and crawled through...

"How he got in without you knowin'," Simon said dropping the curtains heading back towards the bathroom.

"Steamin' Jesus," His voice quiet. Harsh whisper as he looked at the literal blood bath in front of him.

"Put up quite the fight didn' ya'?" He asked looking over his shoulder sympathy in his voice.

"I tried."

Simon grabbed a towel placing it over the mixture of blood, wine, water and glass, sliding it away. Pushing his way through the debris to get to him.

Both of you jumped and startled as your ex groaned on the floor.

"Did you make sure he was dead?" Simon asked, almost like he was shocked that you hadn't.

"No!" fear settling back in to your bones.

Simon dropped a foot on his chest, a loud groan leaving him. Clearly very much still alive.

"Go back out an' shut the door." His voice low, matching what you were sure the one he used in a warzone.

"GO." he said louder and firmer. You watched as your ex's hands reached around his leg attempting to push him off. Simon replied with a harder press making him cry out... This you realized was Ghost.

"Gonna finish what she started, and end this problem once an' for all." Ghost's growled reaching down, your ex screaming. The fear he must feel seeing death stand before and on him... His last gift to you.

Just as soon as it had started, it stopped. You dare not ask Simon how he ended it... but part of you relieved it would never happen again... this would never happen again.

The door finally opened where he dried his hands off.

"Next time, sweethear'. Make sure they are dead."

Next time? you wanted to say. Next time?

Like this was so easy for him, like they all did it for a liviung

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It's a fairly calm day in the studio, considering Donnie has decided to update and /or upgrade everyones setups, and equipment. He had the desks pulled from their stations, and multiple parts stacked up around the area.

He periodically tested the parts or programs to make sure they were not broken in some way which would lead to more work, and needing to fix or order replacements, which was not the worst that could happen. Donnie still has nightmares about how somehow one of the setups fully bricked from just one faulty part, he was glad he always had backups for his backups, so it was only a loss of parts, time, and some money.

Donnie was also doing some upgrades to the desks themselves, like making Raphs a bit taller because his while growth rate may have slowed down alot, finally, he's still too big for the current height.

Mikeys was made a bit wider to accommodate a bigger digital drawing setup with multiple custom styluses that look like paintbrushes, pencils, pens, and crayons.

Leo's desk was just getting some new controller storage that doubles as a charging dock, he annoyed Donnie a bit too much recently, so minimal upgrades this time.

Donnie was going to add lighting to his, even if only those in the studio will see it, and maybe add a new monitor or something to allocate 'junk icons' to de clutter the other monitors. And he's planning to upgrade all of their stream decks.

He was also checking on Shelldon who was in the middle of an update himself and 'sleeping' on his charging bed. The updates being sent from a spare laptop wirelessly connected to Donnies main computer in his lab.

As he's about to put a new part into place, he pauses to yawn, and then checks the time.

"Sweet and Spicy Churros, has it been that long already. I'm surprised Angelo hasn't tried to drag me out to make sure I eat. Oh wait, he's working today. Right." Donnie looks around to see his current progress, and decides it's a good time to take a brake. Taking care to not step on any parts that got left out, he starts to head for the kitchen area of the studio.

When suddenly Shelldon shoots off his charging dock and flys across the room, thankfully not hitting anything except the wall he crashed into.

"Pizza Supreme! SHELLDON!" He uses his Ninpo to turn his battle-shell into it's hover mode, and quickly goes to check on his robot son. Donnie picks Shelldon up to look him over, "Are you okay, are your systems functioning?!"

Shelldon comes out of the 'daze' he was in. "I'm find Dad, but if that was real, your ancestors are jerks, except Gram Gram of course."

Donnie is understandably confused, "What do you mean 'if that was real'? And the Hamato ancestors tried to contact you?"

Shelldon shakes his head, "Well I don't know, it was like I was dreaming, and suddenly someone claiming to be a great great aunt from Grandpas aunts side, or something." He then rolls his eyes, "Dude was totally pushy about some distant cousin disgracing the family, or something. My translation programming wasn't working in my 'Dream'."

Donnie is still confused, "I don't know whether to be surprised over the fact that you can simulate dreaming, since you've told me you could, question why the ancestors decided to contact you, or wonder what was messing with your translation programming."

"Yeah, this Great Aunt was trying to tell me a name, but it kept translating the meaning of the name," Shelldon says annoyed at his programming, "And when I asked 'why me?' she was getting more pushy until she started chasing me. Which is probably what triggered me to fly off the dock."

Donnie was still feeling lost, but decided to shelve the idea for later, to focus on getting food. "We can check if this 'dream' was recorded, and look it over while I eat, and you finish your updates."

The dream was in fact recorded, and analyzing it revealed that Shelldon apparently had a human form in this dream, which they believe is why this random ancestor thought Shelldon could help. Also the name they discovered wasn't being translated because it was not the proper way to say the name, or something.

But that was a problem for a different day, when Donnie didn't have another, what feels like, 10 hours of work left, at least.

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Masterpost

[daily-imbibitorlunae]

no new art today, BUT i have a merch update!!!

these are gonna be the main (imbibitor lunae centric) stickers i start out with- they'll be on glossy inkjet vinyl printer paper and hand-cut. I have holographic sticker paper but my current printer leaves random ink splotches over the whole page + the colors dont look so good on it :(

as for the acrylic charm- It'll be a doubled sided dan feng/dan heng 2.5" charm and will probably be finished with it tomorrow or the day after :) the charms will be a pre-order only thing since i don't have the money upfront to purchase them from a manufacturer. Depending on how the stickers go, i'll put the charms up for pre-orders!!

button formatting is also in the works, its just a pain getting the sizing/image correct

still looking into setting up the actual kofi shop- I'm only gonna open up shipping for the US & Canada to start with, but if you're in a different country & want to order something let me know and we can work something out !!

[annakie]

From "Broken Bow" to "Calypso"

Since 2010, I rewatch all of Star Trek every five years during that calendar year.

Obviously since 2017 this has become an increasingly daunting task.

Usually I'd start with TNG + those movies then do DS9 --> Voyager --> Enterprise and end with ToS and the movies. Since 2015 I did the TNG/DS9/Voyager by stardate instead of full series. (Which means mixing episodes the last 2 seasons of TNG and first 2 of DS9 together, and the same for the last 5 DS9 + first 5 Voyager)

This time, I decided to do the entire universe by stardate.

Which means yesterday I started with Enterprise, Broken Bow.

Honestly I think starting with Enterprise is going to mean the first four dozen episodes are going to make it a bit rough of a beginning. But, I've been wanting to do the complete Stardate rewatch for a long time.

And also I forgot Broken Bow is double-sized premiere, like most of the series start out with a double sized episode, so I only made it through half last night and half today.

According to this list, which includes the movies and Short Treks, there are 897 episodes of Star Trek. But was last updated a year or so ago so it doesn't include the latest/final seasons of Prodigy (20 episodes), Discovery (10 episodes) or Lower Decks (10 episodes), nor the upcoming Section 31 movie or Strange New Worlds (10 episodes), so that's more like 948 episodes to get through.

*edit* Oh, it also put all 3 Kelvin movies on one line. So we're looking at an actual 950 "episodes".

(Not going to think about Starfleet Academy or Tawny's resort planet project, though those could happen before I make it there, too, since both will happen relatively late in the stardate order, but would be added in.)

Which means I'd have to watch an average of about 3 a day to get through all in a year.

For TAS, Short Treks, Prodigy and Lower Decks, that's easy.

But there's... what like 15 movies (including the Kelvin movies!) to get through in there, too, and this list counts double episodes like Encounter at Farpoint and Broken Bow as one episode.

Also, I paused keeping up with Robert Duncan McNeil & Garett Wang's Delta Flyers podcast when they started doing DS9 with Terry and Armin because I realized since it'd been 4 years or so since I'd watched any DS9 episodes that I wanted to rewatch as I listened/watched the podcast. When I get to the DS9 part of the rewatch it's going to be watching an episode or two then catching up on the podcast along with it, and Delta Flyers episodes (unlocked on the patreon) are often close to two hours long.

So yeah, I may turn this into a 2 year project now instead of 1. I may also want to re-listen to some of the Delta Flyers episodes when I watch Voyager, which, the first 5 seasons will also be mixed in with DS9 anyway.

There's other shows I want to watch besides about 950 episodes of Star Trek, too. So I'm going to commit to one episode a day of hour-long Trek and two of animated Trek and who knows how long the DS9/Voyager bit might take. I'll more than likely be ahead of that timeline most of the time, but then the Great DS9 Slowdown will happen so... I might even it out by then.

I'll give myself 2 years to get it done, that's more than doable.

Some of the watching will probably be more background noise while I'm working or doing other things. I've seen every episode of 1960's - 2000's (Enterprise) era trek at least 4 times each, many of them many more times, some TNG episodes I've probably watched closer to 20 times, (as a teen, any Wesley Crusher episodes got heavy VCR rotation time, OK?) so unless it's one I'm really looking forward to, they probably won't always get my full attention.

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Also I have a ton of Star Trek novels which I've never read. I also own original copies of the first 30 or 40 TNG novels from the 80/90's when I would buy them with my allowance, so I may re-read some of those for the first time in 35ish years, and I think it'll be time for readthrough #3 of Kristen Beyer's Voyager novels pretty soon, too to get my J/C fix in.

First up, I want to read all of the post-Enterprise "Trip lives!" novels in the next year or two. I've read The Good That Men Do, which brings Trip back, and loved it, so I'm planning on making some reading time in the next few months as well.

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So hey, I'll probably make some commentary about it all here on tumblr along the way.

Add "annakie's star trek stuff" to the blacklist if you don't want to ever see anything about this ever again.

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((Life Update / Kitty Update (mostly Kitty Update; I want to preface this by saying, though, don't worry, everything is okay!):

So after I got home from work on Thursday, I spent the whole afternoon / evening until my sister got home from work at 11pm monitoring our 10 year old cat, Luke. He hadn't defecated since about Tuesday afternoon, as far as we could tell and we were starting to get worried.

Still, he did nothing. I spent most of Thursday in at least some mild stress / panic over it. He was eating and playing fine, though, which was good.

By yesterday morning, still nothing. We called our primary vet just a couple minutes after they opened at 8 and, of all weekends for the vet to be out, it had to be this one. The receptionist told me that usually they would take him in ASAP to check on him for us, but the vet was out of town until Monday and we definitely didn't want to wait until Monday.

So the emergency vet it was.

Thankfully, the one nearby took him (so we didn't have to make a 2+ hour trip like we did with Remy in September) and got him in fairly quickly. They did an x-ray and found... a gas bubble. That was it. But because he hadn't gone in so long and there was still a chance that he had a partial blockage, we let them do a dye test, too, where they essentially see how the dye passes through him to determine if there's a blockage that they can't catch in the x-ray (he was at the emergency vet from about 11am to 7pm). And... nope. No blockage. Which was good because that meant no surgery. They gave him some medication to help him and we have some more that they sent home with us just to be sure he keeps going consistently, and by last night he defecated.

This is all fantastic news, of course! And I'm glad we took him in to be safe! The issue, though? It cost us over $1000 just to find out he had a gas bubble. So we are currently in a pretty strapped financial situation (my sister maxed out what she had left on two credit cards to pay for it). We also have Ezri's appointment on Tuesday and hopefully her spaying soon after, so that's going to be another financial hit.

We should be alright, this is NOT me asking for money. Just... it's gonna be a stressful month trying to get things back together (especially considering we're still also trying to finish paying off a trip we're going on over this summer). I'm also giving this as a warning in the very slight possibility that we won't be able to afford paying our internet bill this month.

I'll probably still be around at about the same frequency as usual (which I know is only a couple times a week, if that, at the moment). But, yeah, just wanted to give an update because I was hoping to be around on my birthday or yesterday, at least. And now, after being in full stress mode for the last two days and having worked double yesterday (and with a sudden resurgence of snow and freezing rain last night and today) I am EXHAUSTED. Also, a horribly insensitive coworker last night mentioned that we should have just put Luke down instead of getting him all this help because that's "too much to be spending on just a pet" and then he got pissy when I snapped at him for it. Like, no. I'd happily pay that all over again to be sure he was alright and that, if he wasn't, they could do something for him. We've had him since he was 6 weeks old. He's my baby. I love him and I would do anything for him. That set me in a bad mood for my entire shift last night ^^;

Anyway- love y'all and I hope you're doing well <3))

[never-not-ever]

Therapy was SO good in the sense that I feel so comfortable talking about things with my new therapist. It was a little hard in the end when I was bringing up some issues very vaguely and then I got emotional when I tried to ask the simple question of "can we meet twice a week". I wish I asked sooner like when we first started meeting I think it was a month ago now. I got emotional cause I was like "here I am about to ask for a need/want and what if she says no" just tricky emotions to that.

But she said yes only downside is she's on vacation next week and we were going to start double sessions the week after but I think she may be busier cause of her vacation the week prior so we settled on starting double sessions when I get back from my vacation which I'm gone the 11th-22nd. Only issue is that I was thinking timeline wise I'd probably start the IOP when I get back like if they accept me into the program (I'm going to ask about that in today's appointment with the SW) and like typically with IOP and PHP programs you stop seeing your outside team and just use their team...

Before the talk of starting double sessions I already was lowkey dreading this transition/termination cause I'm starting to get more comfortable with her and then bam gotta end things. When I mentioned this a few weeks ago she said that on her end she's fine with continuing to see me for sessions but if the IOP program has like strict rules or thinks it would be too conflicting the least she would want is to do like weekly quick phone catch ups and that I'm always welcome back after the IOP program ends but that would be like 6 (possible 6+) months down the road!

But like back to the double sessions and the comfort level- so without getting too into it, I've always had some issues that I wasn't comfortable enough to bring up in therapy, in fact it wasn't until the summer before I went inpatient where I was able to less vaguely talk about it in an email to my therapist at the time, who I had been working with for 4 years at that point!! To be fair it's not a constant issue and I know I've vaguely talked about eating disorder stuff on here so just want to say it's not that.

But like it's somewhat coming up now because I've been talking to this guy, an update that I haven't made on here yet cause I kinda wanted to see where things go before making some huge post about it. And I may meet up with him tonight... That's all I'm going to say.

But I said more to my therapist and I told her how I'd like to do the double sessions if she could cause I feel like I want to get through the stuff from the past so I can focus on current things especially because I feel comfortable with her and in case we have to pause things with the IOP program.

I had some time between therapy and my next appointment with the SW at 3 so I came home to unwind(can't think of the word) cause I had some time to kill but now I'm about to be running slightly late lmao so I need to end this and get going.

I'm super worried about this time of day because I'll be walking into that building right around shift change 🙃 and I feel like I'm guaranteed to run into staff from my old unit. I just hope my IP doctor left for the day since I'll be sitting a few spots down from her office 🙃.

I am looking forward to afterward cause my sister who works at the hospital is on a double and she said she'd take her break at 4 and we can take a walk and catch up so that'll be nice.

Then I made plans to go for a walk with my Nana later since it's so nice out. I think I'm going to make it a lowkey walk cause I don't want to get all sweaty and gross and my hair to frizz up since it looks like I'll definitely be meeting up with this guy later tonight.

So. much. fucking. anxiety. Help.

[loveroftoomanyfandoms]

Every Little Thing *He* Does is Magic, Chapter 2

Pairing: Platonic Steven Grant x Reader (for now)

Rating: T

Word count: ~800

Story Summary: The events of Every Little Thing She Does is Magic, retold from Reader's perspective after the fact to her best friend.

Tags/Warnings: Companion fic, canon Divergent since Steven still works for the British Museum post-canon, No Jake Lockley, developing friendship, spoilers for ELTSDiM

A/N: Double update since this one is so short! Proceed to chapter 3. 😉

“...So how did the rest of your first week go?”

Y/N smiled as she FaceTimed with Amy while making herself dinner the following Friday night. “It went well! Most of it was reading paperwork and meeting various benefactors and trustees, but my meeting with the Curatorial staff today was really productive. The Egyptian exhibit should only be closed for a few days at most to install the new artifacts.”

She paused to take a sip of water. “Steven made a great suggestion to bring some vases up from storage to spruce up the Ancient Greek collection, which can literally be done overnight, so we'll be updating that area as well.”

Amy grinned. “ Steven did, huh?”

Y/N nodded, ignoring Amy’s suggestive tone. “He also had a lot of really great, out-of-the-box ideas on how to improve the tours and said he could have a sample tour based on those ideas to show me by Monday morning.” 

“Oh that's great! I know you were hoping to have the tours redone before those new artifacts are in place.”

Y/N nodded. “Yeah, but I felt bad because I probably shouldn't have had Steven do any VES-related tasks until he officially started on Monday even though he signed the paperwork today. After he and I wrapped up our solo meeting he mentioned needing to get back down to the gift shop since he was technically still employed as a clerk until Sunday.”

Amy winced. “Oh oof, yeah, I'm sure that's an entirely different pay grade, although from what you’ve said it seemed like he didn’t actually mind doing tasks for his new position early.”

Y/N shook her head. “That’s what I thought too, but then he clarified that it was only because he knew I was busy and he didn't want to bother me by… how did he put it? Oh yeah, ‘hovering’.”

“Oh, okay, good. That was really considerate of him.”

Y/N nodded, a small smile forming on her face at the memory. “Yeah, he definitely seems like he's a really caring person. I told him he wasn't bothering me and that after staring at a mountain of paperwork and meeting a bunch of people with tangential connection to the museum it was nice to be able to actually talk to someone on staff.”

Amy winked. “Specifically him though, right?”

Y/N huffed out a laugh. “I have to admit, it definitely didn't hurt that it was him. Anyway, he asked me how I was settling in and I said that the staff had all been really welcoming for the most part and that I wasn't sure how I was going to be received since I'm not British, and then he said that it didn't matter where I was from, that my qualifications spoke for themselves.”

Amy raised an eyebrow, her lips turning up in a smile. “So basically everything I said when you were freaking out about everyone hating you.”

Y/N huffed out a breath, a smile on her own face. “Yeah, yeah, you were right. He really did have to get back downstairs after that though because I had a phone call I had to take.”

“So do you think everything is going to work out?”

Y/N nodded. “Everyone seems on board with the changes I'm making so far, and I really do think Steven’ll make a great Visitor Engagement Specialist -- he’s incredibly knowledgeable and observant.”

“And hot,” Amy added with a smirk. “And exactly your type.” 

Y/N’s face heated. As much as she’d tried over the past week, she couldn't completely ignore her attraction to Steven. “Maybe, but that has nothing to do with my belief in his ability to do his job or why I promoted him in the first place.” 

Amy let out a light laugh. “I know, I'm just teasing you.”

“Either way, I'm looking forward to seeing his ideas for the new tours in action.” Y/N paused. “Oh, I forgot to tell you, in addition to the Egyptian artifacts on loan from Cairo, we just had a donation of first editions of several classic British novels come in.”

Amy’s eyes lit up. “Ooh, now you're speaking my language.”

Y/N grinned. “I thought you'd be interested in that. I'll send you some pics once we get them authenticated and the display is set up.”

“Please do.”

Y/N nodded as she turned off her stove. “I should run, my dinner is ready. I'll talk to you later though, ‘kay?”

Amy nodded. “Okay, talk to you later.”

“‘Night, Ames.”

“‘Night!”

Y/N ended the call then plated her food.

As she sat down to eat, her mind drifted to Steven. His ideas for revamping the tours really were great and Y/N was excited to see them in practice.  I can't wait until Monday.

[unemployedandannoyed]

Brain Soup - May 15th, 2025

It is currently way too early in the morning. I get up at 4 to take my husband to work, and then dick around until he calls on his first break at 7:30.

In the few months we were both subsequently unemployed, I was able to read a shit load, write weekly blog posts, and make YouTube videos. Now, without the body double, my brain is a big ole pile of mush.

We have fun here.

But today's agenda is simple -

I'm getting back into posting videos on my gaming channel and, as usual, have set my self unrealistic expectations. I'm trying to upload once a day, which - considering I hate video editing (even while I was actively going to school for multimedia) - is going to be a feat. But I always full send. All or nothing, baby!

I have three gaming videos recorded already, but given my unrealistic standards of myself - I need to record more. That way I have a back catalogue. Hopefully today I don't spend twenty minutes cursing at my capture card.

Oh, I also need to edit at least one video and make a thumbnail. But I already have part of the first one edited, and making thumbnails isn't usually hard. I'm just fucking lazy.

Over on my fan fiction blog, I'm participating in a drabble challenge. I've been good off and on with writing the drabbles in advance. Today is one of those off days. So, alas, I must write. Creativity is my curse to bear (bare??).

I fixed the formatting for my drabble master post. I used indented but only one section of it was all together. I couldn't fix it on mobile, so I had to wait until i could get on my PC. But she's nice and pretty now <3

I also need to work on the next chapter in my fan fiction series. We're starting to get to the juicy parts, and I fear I may have written myself into a proverbial corner. But I'll take an axe to that bitch and start chopping if I have to.

If I have the time, I'd like to work on my book. I'm in the zero drafting stages, and currently have the first four chapters drafted (heavily debating keeping it third person versus switching to first. I'm trying to figure out what best serves the story).

Lastly, my dad will probably send me to the store for more half-and-half because my household is made of more parts coffee than human bits.

To be fair, I've had a good start to the morning. I folded my husband's work scrubs and put them in a separate basket. That way I just have to grab a set out when I get his stuff together in the mornings. This also leaves a laundry basket free for him to put his dirty scrubs into.

I also queued up more comics on my comic blog. I resized a handful of them and queued them up on Tapas as well (who temporarily took down my comic because I used screenshots of a few characters as funny haha's. Apparently Tapas did not find it very funny haha. But it's back up now, so I'm only a little salty).

Plus, I made this blog and edited the theme!

I have so many things I want to do. So many things I want to work on. But my brain is not a detail oriented machine. It's more like one of those sticky things you roll across your keyboard to clean it. (my wedding coordinator made a color coded itinerary for both sides of the bridal party, the guests, the pastor, and photographer. I've never been so jealous of something before).

I'll update this through the day, just so I can keep tabs on myself!

[pretty-idol-hell]

Interesting update to Idol Land today, 4/17/2024. There were some things I expected, and some things I did not expect.

Gaaruru has been added to Idol Land as promised. You can also currently play an open promise with her and Amari doing Go Go! PriPara Live.

Prism Stone Shop has been updated as well...

A lot of old MRs are back! Some Gaaruru stuff! Some Shuka stuff for some reason! Some coords that were only in the premium shop before!

But nothing new?

You could argue that they are re-releasing old coords because the game has a lot of new players recently, from people who discovered the anime to people who turned to Idol Land after the arcade game shut down. I mean, you could argue that. But.

But I just think they are out of coords.

I also find it very strange that they did not re-release Gaaruru's SCR even though they released it before? Did they forget? Or is it coming next week? (Well, that's 3,200 yen I don't have to spend I guess...)

Pop over to the Gatcha to find that...

Gaaruru actually has a birthday gatcha!? I already made another post about this, but the PPR is actually her newest witch team PPR despite not being advertised and her actual birthday coord is an SR. Bizarre.

But also...

The original Evergold gatcha is back too?

Now. You could argue that these revival gatchas make more money than when they first came out because people regret missing out on them and feel more confident spending money now that we can recover our accounts. You could argue that.

But I just think they are out of coords.

Gaaruru gets a birthday promise too! She's the only character to get both a gatcha and a promise! But the promise just has the Gaaruru school coord everyone already has. Why they previewed that and not her actual birthday coord, I do not know...

But, I've saved the most exciting updates for last...

Double Pasharing was added! With two poses: Double heart, and violation ticket... I will make a separate post about this I think! But the new poses are selectable when you host a photo promise.

I believe this feature was teased from the very beginning so I'm confused as to why they waited so long to add it.

Perhaps it was the only thing they had partially developed laying around that they could add.

Also, at long last...

Like many other games, you can now connect Idol Land to your Apple, Google, or LINE account to recover it! So, no more creating a password every 30 days! (Although I probably still will just to be extra safe!)

I will update and reblog my pinned post about this!

And, finally...

When starting up Idol Land today, I noticed it asked me for the first time if I wanted to receive notifications. So, after all this time, the Idol Land app will finally send notifications.

These two features above are very basic and should have been available Day 1.

To think they did not consider if people are reminded about the app and able to recover their accounts, they might want to play more.

*sigh*

[zinnia-likes-music]

today i'm listening to #0007

stuck in my head the past few days i may have imagined myself singing this song at a talent show to impress my boss and roommate that love fleetwood mac

an update on elevator girl

i saw her today it was fucking freezing and so she walked into the elevator only wearing an off the shoulder long-sleeve shirt while i was stood there in my hat and gloves and double layered coats

she also started walking out the building the wrong way which was kinda cute

part of me hoped she was able to hear that i was listening to this song and thought to herself "man that girl's cool" but the other part of me knows that if she really did hear she was probably worrying that i'd have hearing damage