#and i won't know for a hot minute bc they have to figure it out

[altruistic-meme]

currently feeling very djajfjjsjfjjs grrrrr at my apartment people >:(

[always-sleeepy-headd]

Uhhhh HEADCANONS ABOUT SANS AU GO

Nightmare probably calls Cross sexy unironically but not in front of him and Killer tells Cross but Cross won't believe him hehe

Swap def joined the Stars bc he thought Dream was hot (Depends on the AU LOL)

The entire council has been trying to figure out what the stars relationship is bc they'll get into a fight over cheese and then flirt for like seventeen minutes until they remember they were fighting over cheese and continue to fight over cheese

Swap and Error are ALWAYS best friends.

I feel like Error likes to hop back and forth with which side he supports, (in AUs with the balance he goes to the side that's losing currently) like he knows where both the Star Sanses base and the Bad Sanses base are.

Cross has a really bad spying problem, like, super bad. You'll be yapping to him and he'll bring up an ex you had 7 years ago like it was a normal thing for him to know about.

Nightmare thought Killer was crazy until he met Ink (TRUCE AU!!) 

No like seriously, Ink pulls so much bullshit and Dream and Ink are just like, fine with it??? TWELVE COWS???

Cross being scared of cows is completely unknown until one noms onto his shirt during a mission and he SHRIEKED.

Killer now thinks it's funny to give him cow shaped gifts all the time, while Cross isn't scared of those he finds it incredibly frustrating.

Cross is a people pleaser, you won't catch him saying to no to ANYBODY.

Dream is... really, really, scary. Like not tradisional scary, scary like I'll tell your mom what you said on october 15 2021 scary.

Swap has no gag reflex, and I know what you're thinking you nasty bois, anyway Dream has a video of Swap deep throating a pickle.

Swap is vegan, not cause he doesn't like meat he regularly eats vegetarian meatballs but because he really hates the idea of animals being in enclosed spaces for their whole life.

Dust always smells like cigarettes but whenever Nightmare is like, I told you no smoking allowed?? Nightmare can never find any cigarettes on him or in his room or ANYWHERE. (he looked literally everywhere including Killer and Horror's room bc Killer would do smth like that and Dust and Horror are like besties)

Cross is Dust's dealer, does he feel a little guilty? Yeah. Does he truly care? No. (He has slowly started to wane Dust off of his addiction by lowering the amount of nicotine in the cigarettes he gets.)

Cross is vegetarian bc he just doesn't like the taste of meat lol it makes him feel sick.

In truce AUs Swap, Cross, and Killer immediately get along- like scary fast.

Nightmare cannot for the life of him figure out the relationship of the stars in truce AUs and I imagine the monsters in the council would like kinda bond with him over that LOL

Horror smells like steak and Cross gags half the time he's around him and Horror feels so bad lol 

Why does Horror smell like steak you ask? Who knows.

Swap has little glow in the dark stars arranged to look like actual constellations on his ceiling.

Dream and Swap stargaze a LOT, like more than sleeping, it's actually becoming a problem lol like Dream won't die from lack of sleep but he functions WAY better with sleep and Swap has been forced into naps by his own body before. (Passing out 😍😍😍)

Dust and Cross have the most wholesome relationship they're so cute like they'll literally cuddle.

Horror and Dust have a similar relationship but Horror and Dust are still much different bc Horror is like... bold I guess you could say but Cross is like... not. (He's shy boi)

Killer and Cross are like, in way different relationship though, Killer is a troublemaker and Cross is a rule follower but Cross also breaks under peer pressure so they end up being bad and getting into trouble which Nightmare is so confused about and usually is just like 'Killer you are SUCH a bad influence what.'

Cross and Error have a good relationship, like they're friends and Nightmare doesn't understand how Cross did that.

Dream and Cross either HATE each other or are best friends there is no universe where they could be neutral about each other for more than 3 weeks.

Killer... has a flirting problem.

Dust and Killer's relationship mostly consists of fighting and accusations but also that's just how they show love to each other.

Okay, so I have another thing on Cross and Dust, basically Dust either thinks Cross is self centered and stuck up or he thinks he's not fit for the bad sanses based on his mercy (both of those end in the earlier headcanon hehe)

Ink and Cross probably become friends again rather quickly because Cross can't stay mad at him for whatever reason but they do have an emotional reconcile 

Nightmare and Ink have a funny relationship lol basically Nightmare is kinda terrified of Ink and Ink thinks Nightmare is fun to mess with and usually that ends with Dream trying not to laugh his ass off while Nightmare rants to him about how scary Ink is. (truce AU)

Nightmare is concerned for Swap lol like fr tho, Swap is like kinda not good at coping with things and he does it in a bad way.

AAAA anyway I supposably have ADHD because it's HEREDITARY APPARENTLY

Yeah lol I thought I had it before and now I'm almost positive sobbing

[maladaptive-day-dreams]

I’m thinking enemies to lovers (sorta?) Robin thoughts. Specifically with the one bed trope?

LISTEN!

The world is literally ending in Hawkins and you’re a part of the group. Houses have been destroyed and so you’re forced to crash in a motel or something. You name it.

The point is: You end up in a room with Robin Buckley. Robin who talks and talks like her life depends on it. Robin who can’t seem to stand you, for reasons you can’t seem to figure out.

And oh? There’s only one bed!

So, because you’re so goddamn tired, you end up curled up against one another. Just to have some warmth of course.

And, just because of your newfound proximity, it happens to be that her thigh ends up between your legs.

It’s only natural that you end up grinding against it, right?

“It’s nothing” you tell yourself (and Robin too) as you rock back and forth. As her hands grab your hips. “It’s nothing as long as I don’t cum”/“It’s nothing as long as you don’t touch me”.

But oh well, isn’t that hard if she starts whispering dirty things to you? If her hands start trailing over your stomach? Over a soaked pair of panties….?

-🪷

Lotus anon pls know that you have a fan club in the discord I'm in with @robinsno1lesbian and @lightvixxen 🫶🏻 we stan you and your thots frfr

ANYWAY this made me feel things bc one-bed trope and enemies-to-lovers are two of my fave tropes and when put together???? GAWD ALMIGHTY IS IT THE ABSOLUTE BEST

(this got a lil out of hand and is much longer than originally intended DAMN I MISSED WRITING SMUT)

nsfw under da cut you know the drill mdni (thigh riding & oral)

You're not sure what you did to make Robin Buckley hate you, but she does. Even when you try and be nice to her! When you try and chime in in her conversations with Eddie, Nancy and Steve, she gets quiet and glares at you.

And now you're here, stuck in a motel room with just her because Steve had the bright idea to separate the rooms girls/guys and Nancy didn't join y'all on this misadventure.

And it's somehow worse than you thought it could be — the two room options left at this motel in the middle of bumbfuck Indiana were two twins and a queen. And the boys were adamant on not sharing.

So now you get to be in the same bed, under the same covers, as a girl who hates you but looks hot while doing it.

It's quiet while the two of you take turns in the bathroom getting ready for bed. You didn't know that today's "adventure" was going to take this long, so you're stuck sleeping in a spare t-shirt that Steve happened to have in his trunk.

You're already under the covers by the time Robin finishes in the bathroom. Scrunched up all the way on your side of the bed, Robin says nothing as she climbs in beside you. You feel the bed dip and melt at the warmth radiating off of her body but consciously make effort not to move.

30 minutes pass and you can't fall the fuck asleep. The room is too cold and you don't have the right pajama's on for fall in Indiana. Shaking, you hop out of bed and tiptoe to the A/C unit praying that it actually works and isn't just there as decoration to pass inspection.

"What are you doing?" Robin asks when you move in to her peripheral vision.

"I'm freezing, I'm trying to see if I can turn on the heat in here."

"I tried while you were in the bathroom, it won't let us change it. It looks like only the manager can."

You curse under your breath and trudge back to your side of the bed.

"Swear to god," Robin mumbles. She turns over to face you as you climb back under the covers. "Move closer to me, it'll be warmer if we're closer.

You do so, tentatively, but then Robin grabs your hip and pulls you into her chest.

"Relax, I won't bite."

But you can't relax. Your whole body is tense because you've never been this close to Robin before. She moves her hand back to her side and starts to doze off.

Another 30 minutes pass. You still can't fall asleep. This time, though, it's because of Robin's heat and her breath on your neck. Your arms are covered in gooseflesh and your breathing is heavy.

You shift your body, trying to find a comfortable position without moving too far from Robin's heat. You figure turning to face her could work to get you out of your head and keep your distance. But in her sleep, Robin moves too. Molding herself to your body when you move.

Her arm ends up around your waist and pulls you closer to her. You try to pull away, but she's stronger than you.

And her thigh ends up between your legs. That you didn't see coming.

And now you'll never be able to sleep, because while you know you should pull away or wake her up or do something, you really don't want to because the placement and pressure of her leg is just right.

And now your body moves of its own accord, craving friction, wanting warmth, needing release to help you fall asleep.

You keep the movements slow, soft and easy as to not wake Robin up. "It's nothing," you whisper to yourself, hips shifting and grinding down on her thigh. You're breath comes in soft pants as you keep rocking back and forth chasing your high, not noticing the girl in front of you waking up. "Just some relief, It’s nothing as long as I don’t finish," you breathe softly.

"Oh but how would you fall asleep if you don't cum?" Robin's sleep heavy voice asks as her hand comes to your hip.

You freeze and squeeze your eyes shut, scolding yourself for being an idiot.

"Don't get all shy on me now, darling," Robin chuckles.

"I'm sorry, I-"

"No need to apologize, we're both girls, I get it."

You muster up the courage to tilt your head up to meet the Robin's gaze. Her eyes are glossy and dark, but you can't tell if it's dislike of you or lust that makes her pupils blow wide.

"It- It means nothing as long as you don’t touch me, okay?"

"Deal, just two girls helping each other out."

Robins grip moves from your hip to the thigh that rests on hers. She pulls you closer, her leg nestling further into the apex of your thighs and intensifying the pressure there. You gasp and let out a groan, head rolling back as your hips start moving again.

Her hand moves back to your hip, guiding your movements as you chase euphoria. You can feel her gaze, the weight of her eyes heavy on you as you grind against her.

"C'mon angel, use my thigh. Ride me as hard as you need to."

You moan and lift your head to meet her eyes. The look in them does you in — she looks hungry. Your hips rock faster as the coil in your stomach tightens to a knot. Robin's hand on your hip squeezes and pushes you down while she pulls her thigh up, the pressure being all you needed to finally come undone.

Quick gasps, curled toes and closed eyes tell Robin all she needs to know. That and the wet heat she feels spreading on her thigh.

Robin curses under her breath and you slowly open your eyes. Her face is tinged pink and her chest is rising and falling quickly and you're apologizing profusely.

"I'm so sorry, jesus h christ. Why did I do that? I'm an idiot. You already hated me and now you definitely don't like me and have a reason not to-"

The feeling of Robin's warm hand on your stomach where Steve's tshirt rolled up stops you short.

"Would someone who hated you let you ride their thigh like you would someone's face?"

"Uh, no?"

Her hand trails across the top of your panties.

"Would they ask if they could see how you taste?"

You nod your head no, never losing eye contact with Robin and her finger move slowly along the front of your panties towards your clothes cunt.

"Can I?" she asks again.

You nod and let out a breathy, "yes," and your thigh is lifting up while her fingers are pushing your panties to the side and pushing between your lips gathering your release. Glistening fingers are lifted to Robin's mouth and she licks the remnants of you clean off of them.

"Fuck," she moans.

Your eyes are trained on her mouth. And she notices.

"Just two girls helping each other out right?"

"Mhm," you nod.

"Do you want to help me out now?"

"Yes."

"Good girl, answer me two things: do you like girls?"

"Yes."

"I would hope so with that stunt you just pulled," she laughs. "And second, can I touch you now that it will mean something?"

"Fuck, yes. Please."

Robin smiles and wraps a hand around the back of your neck, pulling you in for a hot and heavy kiss as she rolls the two of you over so you're lying on your back with her hovering above you.

She keeps kissing you, tongue sliding over your lips begging for entrance only you can allow. And you do, the kiss deepening into all tongue and teeth while her hands move to the hem of Steve's shirt that you're still wearing.

Robin breaks the kiss to remove the shirt from your body. Gooseflesh peppering your exposed stomach and nipples hardening in the cool air of the motel room. She kisses down your neck to your chest, nipping at your collarbone as she maneuvers her way to your breasts.

She kisses down the valley of them before licking a stripe up the center of each tit, gasps leaving your mouth when she moves over your nipples.

"God, I want to worship your body, but you got me worked up so that'll have to wait," she says between kisses down your stomach.

Her hot mouth lands just above the waistband of your panties before she pauses to ask, "is this okay?"

"Yes," you breathe out, and Robin's hands move to each of your hips and pull your panties off your legs and tosses them wherever she tossed Steve's shirt.

The heat of her mouth ghosts over your cunt but doesn't stay where you want her to. Instead she kisses your left inner thigh and then the right where she bites you. You flinch and pull your thigh away from her, spreading your legs more so she settles more into the space between them.

"You said you didn't bite," you laugh, looking down at her between your thighs. It's an erotic sight that has your head reeling.

"That was before you used my thigh like you probably do your pillow at home," she smirks up at you before blowing cool air on your slick pussy.

You gasp and toss your head back, hands curling into the sheets below you.

Her mouth moves slow, tongue licking up your lips from hole to clit before circling the bud of nerves and sucking.

"Robin," you moan as her mouth works you over. She trades off sucking and flicking at your clit until you're writhing beneath her, hips grinding up and into her begging for more friction. "Don't stop — fuck — don't stop!"

And she doesn't, she places a hand on your lower stomach to hold your hips down and you look to her. Her brunette hair between your legs, mouth buried in your pussy, you clench around nothing and your thighs close in on her.

And then her eyes meet yours as she shifts her pattern of licking and sucking, watching your face change with pressure and speed until she finds the right rhythm that makes you bite your lips and scrunch your brows in building pleasure.

Her free hand moves underneath her and into the waist of her boxers. You notice her hips grinding into the pillow and can only assume that she's riding her fingers while getting you off with her mouth.

Knowing this has you closing your eyes and squeezing your legs more as a knot grows in the pit of your stomach.

Robin's hot mouth never lets up until you tense and your legs shake with your climax. Your eyes are closed, mouth open in a silent cry, hand buried in the brunette's hair as you grip onto her and pull her into you more, her mouth still sucking on your clit.

Once your high begins to fade she lets go of the bud of nerves and shifts down as she continues to ride her own hand. Mesmerized by the grinding of her hips you flinch when her tongue flits out and into your cunt, licking and tasting your release, eating until she's had her fill and her own toes curl beneath her.

She rests there, between your thighs, and takes her hand out of her pants. Your eyes catch the glistening digits and you grab her wrist to clean them for her.

"We'll talk about this in the morning," she says using your stomach as a pillow. "For now lets both get some sleep."

A light kiss to your navel is all you remember before you fall asleep.

Morning comes too quickly, and a conversation kind of happens. Robin says she wanted to look unapproachable because she's fallen for straight girls too often and couldn't read you, so the two of you decide to go out on a few dates and see where things go when you all get back to Hawkins.

You meet the boys at the car after Steve pays the motel tab and returns the keys, you and Robin standing closer than usual.

"So," Eddie smirks. "Did you two have a good night?"

You turn red as a tomato and Robin punches Eddie in the shoulder.

"Not our fault you two forgot that our rooms shared a wall," Steve adds in with a laugh as he turns out of the parking lot.

[jenniferjareauwife]

Hi, would you please do jj picking up her daughter at school bc she got her period? Thank you

Period

pairing: jennifer jareau x daughter reader

category: fluff

warnings: none

word count: 792

age: 13

summary: you get your first period at school so your mom picks you up and makes sure you're comfortable

I dialed my moms number on the toilet. My stomach had been hurting all day and when I finally went to the bathroom there was a large patch of blood on my underwear. "What's wrong honey? Why are you calling me at school?"

"I...I think I started my period."

"Oh." She paused for a second. "Ok. Do you have a pad? Or a tampon?"

"No, I don't have anything!"

"Ok hon. I'll pick you up, ok? I'll bring pads and tampons and I'll bring you some chocolate."

"Chocolate? I mean...I'm not complaining but why?"

"It helps. I've got a heating pad at home too bubs. Did you bleed through to your pants?" I checked quickly.

"No."

"What color are they?"

"Gray." She sighed.

"Ok. Just chill for a few minutes, I'll be there in five, ok?"

"Mhm. Thanks mom."

"Of course y/n."

"Can you stay on the phone? I don't really know what to do."

"Of course. I'm on my way. Just put underwear in there for the time being."

"But won't it fall out?"

"It's only for the car so you don't bleed through and into the seats, ok?"

"Ok mom." I got some toilet paper and put it in my underwear, my leg starting to bounce as I waited for her to get here. "Mom the passing period is almost over get here fast please."

"I already put in your absence. It's ok. Take a deep breath." She knew me too well, she always knew when I was anxious. "You holding up ok?"

"Y-yeah."

"I'm almost there hon." I tried to take some deep breaths but it was super nerve wracking. I was gonna have to walk through the hallways and hope that the toilet paper didn't fall out. I had always hoped that I would get my first period at home when it was just me and my mom, but no. I had to get it at school. And I ruined my favorite pair of underwear. "I'm here." I practically bolted out of the bathroom and through the front office, running into the arms of my mom. "Shh baby, I'm here now. It's ok." She rubbed my back and walked me out to her car.

"Mom." I whispered.

"Yeah bubs?"

"Thanks for coming."

"Of course. I didn't want you to be uncomfortable all day." She opened the car door for me and I saw a package of chocolate and a small squishmallow in the passenger seat. I almost started crying.

"How did you get all this in time?"

"Well Valentine's day is next week and I bought some stuff for you but I figured you'd need it now." She put her hand on the small of my back and I hugged her again.

"Thanks mom. I love you so much."

"I love you too. Let's get home now. Change into some nice comfy clothes and watch some movies, I'll get a heating pad and you can eat your chocolates." I nodded.

"Cuddles?"

"Yeah you can cuddle him." She reached over to squish my squishmallow.

"No. I wanna cuddle with you." I pouted out my bottom lip. We hadn't cuddled in a few months, mostly because I thought I was getting too old but that didn't matter anymore.

"Of course we can cuddle. You don't have to ask." I finally got into the passengers seat and looked out the window as we drove home.

As soon as we got home I changed into my favorite pair of pajamas before going back downstairs. My mom was waiting on our couch with a heating pad, painkillers, blanket, chips and chocolate. I smiled and practically pounced on her, laying between her legs with my back against her front. She giggled, kissing my cheek and situating the heating pad over my stomach under my sweatshirt. It wasn't too hot but it wasn't cold either, it was perfect. "Good?"

"Mhm." She wrapped her arms around my torso and handed me some painkillers and water.

"Thanks mom."

"Of course. Periods are never fun. What do you wanna watch?"

"Schitt's Creek." She laughed and kissed my shoulder.

"Good choice. Want some snacks?" I nodded and grabbed three bags of chips and a handful of chocolates, making her laugh.

"I'm hungrier than normal."

"I know. That's normal hon." She gently caressed my belly, making my eyes flutter shut. Ever since I was a baby I loved tummy rubs and she knew that. "Tell me if you need anything." She turned on the show and I relaxed into her even further.

"I will." I hugged my squishmallow to my chest while munching on my chips.

"Hon?"

"Hm?" I lifted my head slightly to show her I was listening.

"I love you, ok?" I nodded.

"I love you too."

[so-long-soldier-writes]

Author about the body swap thing I wanted to ask for headcannons but I accidentally wrote fic lmaoo. Please do whatever u are comfortable with. Yoh know everyones gonna eat it up everything and anything u write coz u are such a godsend and so good at writing it

Awwhhh, you're so sweet!! Thank you! 🩷🩷 I have taken literally FORVER to type this up, and to be honest, I've been brainstorming it, and then in the last hour, FINALLY found my words! I'm no good at body swap, so I hope this is kinda what you were looking for, but if not, I can take another stab at it 😅

SO i have two thoughts in mind about this - a body swap where you're just friends-ish / mutuals, but also one where you're in an established relationship

also, this post is kinda all over the place, and i'm so sorry for that, lmao, idk what happened

i'll try to organize my thoughts

~ FRIENDS / MUTUALS ~

admittedly, i read some body swap fics on ao3 prior to writing this, just to get the idea, but my brain will always go back to the episode of supernatural where some kid switched bodies with Sam

can you imagine a spell going wrong and one day you wake up ~biologically~ where you're not supposed to be?? like wtf

like imagine kai was doing a spell - maybe a complicated gemini spell he didn't understand, or a love attracting spell (bc he has a crush on you) type spell, or maybe he's just fucking around, or maybe he's not to blame and someone else cursed him, OR, maybe, YOU fucked around

either way, you wake up the next day to a huge problem, bc you know him, but not that well, and now you gotta fix it

[a bit of heretic!kai]

ooh ooh imagine one of the heretics, or even lily, did the spell to get back at you both

or maybe mary louise knows you have a crush on him so she takes matters into her own hands

or lily's just stale that kai won't listen to her and stay in the house, so she did it to fuck with him

~ back to the main thoughts ~

no matter how it happened, it happened

you wake up totally not in your body and it takes you a minute to determine who's you have

and the horror / excitement / confusion you feel when you realize kai is in yours is unmatched

i mean… he's cute… the urge is explore is STRONG, but you can't do that without consent

and kai is facing the same issue

but you do have to look at each other?? yourselves?? to get dressed, so you both allow a little sneak peak as you do that, but that's IT

then, as soon as you're ready and build a bit of confidence to confront the situation, you're both out to find each other

if kai did the spell bc of a love spell gone wrong, he's gonna be a hot mess

trying not to stutter, no eye contact, shuffling feet, biting his lip

if he did it on accident trying another spell, he'll be nervous, but more capable of explaining the mess; "it was a 2 person spell; i thought with luke i could; i'm looking for a solution"

if someone else cursed you both, you'd meet up with ???'s dancing in your heads

aware you're definitely in each other's bodies but having no clue what to do about it

[switched by someone else / swapped as a curse or payback]

can you imagine?? if you're cursed, and it becomes a multi-day thing as you try to figure out whodunnit??

you spend all day together narrowing down your list of vengeful enemies, trying out reversal spells, siphoning magic from yours to his, but never finding a solution

and then by the end of the day, you get this really weird feeling and you don't want to be separated from your own damn body, so kai sleeps on your couch and you take to your bed

but even that distance feels weird, so he ends up in your bed and your hands are touching, and maybe your legs are tangled just a bit

and when you wake up, you're still in each other's bodies, so it's upsetting, but also a relief that you have each other's, and your body didn't do a second jump overnight??

at some point, you tried calling your old friend, kol, who had been body swapped before, but his situation was very different

he kept dying and that's why he jumped twice, but his mother might have some answers if they read her grimoire

so you borrow the big old dusty ass book and kai eventually manages to undo the spell

but after that, kol is very adamant about the dangerous gemini not having any access to his family's magic, to which you can agree is valid, and kai thinks is "fair"

besides, covens are very particular about grimoires being in their own families, so kai can understand his concern

so the book is dutifully returned without kai having anymore access to it

when your curser learns you reversed the spell, they're not happy, but don't try again

kai is already gemini, and now you're working with mikaelsons, and you're already close with kol, and now kai, too, by working so close to him and sharing his literal body and sleeping with him bc it feels weird to not sleep with your own body, so the curser doesn't try again

but they are stale af for the rest of their life

but not stupid enough to try again

[plain, old, experimentative, backfired spell]

if kai's own dumb spell backfired and switched you, he'll come clean about it quickly

he'd probably be so nonchalant about it, but secretly screaming inside

and then you ofc don't know a reversal, so you spend all day with him looking for one

maybe you can't find one, so you're forced to call his dad

his dad berates him over the phone so strongly, and gives you a little insight to what his childhood may have been like

you feel some sympathy for the kid, and get why he felt the need to become the leader so bad // to feel some control over his domineering father

once you get unswitched, you force him into a conversation about how you want to be friends with him; how the situation helped you understand him better; how you've actually really liked spending time with him... but would like to do that in your own body

after some hesitation, bc he doesn't trust easily, he agrees

explaining to your friends that an unexpected body swap led to your friendship raises some eyebrows, but you're confident in your decision to befriend kai

you both could use a friend, and hey, maybe it'll help to have him in the long-run with MF drama

[love spell gone wrong]

poor guy just wanted a perfume-equivalent spell, or a little extra added charm, or something like that, but instead he swapped your fucking bodies

the process of working out this accident occur much like the previous backfired spell, except kai doesn't know how to admit his original intent, and therefore, doesn't

it isn't until you actually ask what he was trying to do, once you're already unswitched, that he blurts it out without meaning to

but all is well, as you admit a little crush of your own on the siphon, but had no clue how to admit it

from there, you kind of start as friends that kiss each other, but as trust grows, so does your relationship

his confidence grows, too, and he gets less shy

one morning that you've covered ~many bases~, he stands proud in your kitchen and finally admits, "yeah, that body swap was bc i had a crush on you; it didn't go as planned, but worked out just the same"

and just maybe it's that moment that you realize you love his dorky ass self

[YOU had the backfired spell]

if you fucked around, that would be even crazier than anything he did, because no one, i feel, would be expecting it

like everyone can see kai doing some weird shit where bodies end up swapped, but if witch!reader is fucking around and manages to get into his body (lmao), questions WILL be asked

but imagine doing the walk of shame to wherever he lives, and having to explain to him the reason he feels all weird inside is because of a spell you did

and then you have to go through the whole ordeal of finding out what exactly happened, what to do about it, and where tf to go from there

because honestly, you can't live a day in someone else's body and then just ... move on ...

like no, he's attached after that, whether for better or for worse (it's for better, you know it)

but in a situation where you fucked around (and certainly found out), kai would find it so fucking funny

the whole town would manage to find out bc that's just your luck, and anyone who's not incredibly worried for you (jo, bonnie, liv, stefan), is laughing their ass off (damon, caroline, enzo) but none of them are helping bc wtf are they supposed to do??

so you debate calling a mikaelson or a far-away parker father, but kai doesn't like either of those options and votes instead to check gemini grimoires or, y'know, play the guessing game

maybe in his guessing game, siphoning the magic out of both of you does work (and then you take a three day nap [together] out of exhaustion)

or maybe he happens to have a spell that works and you're so grateful for the effort that you propose dinner or cocktails or something, but kai decides instead that he'd rather have you as someone he can trust, since now you REALLY KNOW EACH OTHER and he doesn't think you'll betray him after that

maybe you then admit that the reason you think you got swapped is because your crush-clouded mind had been thinking of him all day, and at the time of the spell

so now, with this new information, he's certainly not letting you walk off and pretend this never happened

nope, you're stuck with him for life now

~ ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP ~

ever since he became coven leader, you've been helping kai learn new spells & adapt to all his new magic and all that

lots of gemini spells require 2 people, but even tho you're not gem witch, you're trying your best to help him

and that's when, this time, it backfired, and switched your bodies

it's like polyjuice potion on steroids, how you look like him but feel like yourself, and he looks like you but feels like himself immediately, you tried to reverse it, but efforts were futile

after wondering for a moment about wtf to do, eventually you decide you'd have to go to jo or his father to get help

you both picked jo, buuuut she's at the hospital on a shift until late so you gotta get through the day as each other

you had made plans for lunch with your friends, but they hate kai, so not wanting to tell them about the swap (they're hesitant about you dating already), nor being allowed to cancel (per caroline), kai has to manage being you throughout the hour

and when kai usually goes to chill with damon for that hour, you have to pretend to be him, but mostly because explaining the situation to damon seems like a headache you can't handle

ofc, when you get into your right bodies, this might be a fun story to tell someday, but right now, it's not

now, you both have to handle each others' lunch dates, and it is not something you're looking forward to doing

in kai's situation, caroline immediately noticed something was up, but kai's a good liar. elena was none the wiser and rambled on and on for twenty minutes about med school, but in that meantime, bon picked up on kai-ish and certainly not y/n-ish habits, too

granted, the two of you have grown so close you're beginning to share habits, but some things are so recognizable to the individual that bonnie has doubts

through the solid skill of gaslighting, kai makes his way through lunch, but you're struggling through your lunch

unfortunately, you do not share your bf's ability to down three cocktails and not trip over your bar stool when you get up for the bathroom, nor do you have the same habit of rolling up every paper straw wrapper you have and flicking it across the table, and nor are you able to lie as well as he is, when damon and ric ask, "wtf is wrong with you"

and after a moment of staring and prodding, and the realization that ric will find out anyway, then tell damon, you cave and tell them both what happened

damon, ofc, begins to study you like a bug

ric is apprehensive and scoots back in his seat

eventually, you get away from their grasp and meet up back with kai

the girls go one way and you and him go the other

you manage to avoid them for much of the rest of the day by returning home and studying spells

you try a couple that might be able to reverse the one, but you refrain from doing too much; both of you are afraid of making it worse

kai tries to siphon it out of you, but that doesn't work, either

finally, in the evening, jo and ric show up and try to help

jo finds a spell that could work, but… she needs another witch

liv refuses

ric refuses to involve bonnie

so jo calls their father to handle it

over the phone, after chiding kai for fooling around, he helps jo with a spell that will unswap you

the switch itself is rather visceral and a bit painful

but it works

he hangs up after one more chiding, then jo and ric scold you as well, then they finally leave

you and kai don't practice spells for some time after that

or, at least, you stick to anything with latin that you can for sure translate

the next time he goes to portland, he'll take a grimoire that'll help him understand some of the more difficult spells -- and their reversals

because while the whole ordeal wasn't bad, it was just weird

and certainly something you'd like to avoid

~ now, for a smidge of nsfw ~ mostly for established relationship kai, but can be for friends that turn into relationships, too

despite the whole ordeal being a lowkey mess, if you were to find a solution that didn't involve his dad, kai would be hella tempted into talking you in to trying it again just for ~fun~

one, bc he had some fun messing with care and bon

but even more so, bc he wonders what sex is like in that situation

i think we can all agree, kai has a little NPD mixed in with his ASPD, so sex with the self is something that would be at least a bit intriguing

plus he's just so curious about everything

and being able to feel what you're feeling is so motivating for him

he's both curious and wants to make sure he's doing a good job

it'll be half cheat sheet, half check mark that he's giving you what you need / deserve, and half straight up curiosity

so if the opportunity presented itself, he'd totally body swap again

but he needs to know there's a spell to undo it, too, bc he quite likes his own self

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2x04: One Lovely Night Out

Warnings: SMUT, SEX, I don't know what else.

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Two days ago, we were at Mitch and Cam's for dinner and Haley, who was very drunk, told everyone that we had sex at the house. Now Claire and Phil are like helicopter parents who won't leave us alone, like how they did with Haley and Dylan...I guess not Alex because she was smarter than them and she never had many boyfriends. 

[Dunphy House - Morning]

As me and Luke were about to head out, Claire yelled, "Luke, Isabella, can you head in the living room for one second.". Luke was afraid of what she might say, I was nervous if she was going to talk about what happened two days ago.

"Since I know you guys are having sex, I just want to make sure you guys have condoms.", she said and we said yes. "We have like a dozen, we're fine and we'll buy more if we need to." Luke made Claire feel nervous, stressed, and worried, so she left and we left too.

"Why would you say that Luke! You don't need to say "We have like a dozen, we're fine and we'll buy more if we need to".", I yelled at him. "So I should say no? Or we need more?". He also yelled at me. We yelled at each other a lot.

Soon we figured it all out. We decided to say certain things that need to be said. We drove up to IHOP for breakfast. Once we headed in, we got seated and we figured out what to drink. "I'm going to get hot chocolate." I said. He also said he was going to get some too.

The waitress came and ask what we wanted to drink. We both said hot chocolate. 8 minutes later we got it. We were now looking what to eat. "What are you going to get?" he asked. I kept looking at the menu until I found what I wanted, "Cupcake pancakes! You?", he replied, "The New York Cheesecake Pancakes". 4 minutes later, the waitress came up to us and asked what we wanted.

25 minutes later we finished. We payed and we tip them. We were in the car and headed on the road. We were out and not in the house all day. We got some things done like getting Haley's dress, Alex's new microscope, Claire's papers, well I guess we ran errands for everyone.

Luke drove us into a motel for the night because we were 4 hours away from the house and we didn't have enough to make it there. We got the stuff down and headed into the room. 

"They let us get a motel? They didn't even knew we were young." I told him. Luke said that's his friend who is 20, he's smart and said he gave him a credit card that belongs to him and he knows once he uses it, he knows it's him.

Thank god we brought towels, sponges, and soap because we were going to shower, separately, and we didn't want to use the towels here. We got in bed. He was in his boxers and I just borrowed a shirt from Luke's and I was in my underwear.

It was 11:29 pm, Luke asked me something while we were in bed, "Do you wanna do it?". I question him, "What do you mean?". "Sex, no one's here, and we don't need to worry about my mom...", he said. I got nervous because I'm not sure if I wanna have it.

"Maybe tomorrow...and maybe we could do it for few hours..." I said and he smiled. We cuddled close together, I had one my of hand on his abs and the side of my head. I felt comfortable and safe.

The next morning at the motel, it was 2:35 am, I woke Luke up, he asked, "What time is it?", I told him, "2:35, 36 now". He told me, "Why did you wake me up then...". I had my hand went under the covers and touch his dick. 

It was over the boxers but then I eventually touched his dick, but it was underneath the boxers. "That's why..." I explained. He smiled and he had an erection on his dick.

I took off the shirt I had on, and I took off his underwear, and he took off mine. "Condom?" I asked and he had in his hand. He ripped it open and I grabbed it and put it on his dick. Once it was on, we decided to party like it was 1999.

4 hours later we were finished, we checked out and headed back home. Thankfully no one was there at the house this morning. All the cars were gone and no sound was made in the house. Me and Luke were thinking the exact same thing that we should do...sleep!

[intheticklecloset]

that last ask got me thinking (and your fic ofc lol),, do you have any hcs about isagi's and bachira's different ways of teasing each other? bc omggg, isagi being a little shit while being wrecked is just opening a whole new world of teasing for bachira lmaooo

Sat on this one for a hot minute bc I wanted to give it my ✨ full attention,✨ but here we go!

Under the cut bc it got long LOL

I've already covered a lot of Bachira's teasing style in my BachIsagi hcs post, so I won't linger on him too much, but just to recap - he's GOOD at teasing! And he can modify his style to any kind of situation, whether it be the typical playful "aww does it tickle?" and "cootchie coo!" or the slower, slightly menacing hovering over ticklish spots all "why are you so squirmy? I haven't even started yet~", Bachira is an absolute PRO at getting reactions from his lees!

With Isagi specifically he enjoys bouncing around at random and keeping him on his toes, and if Isagi chooses to fight back with his words? OOF. Rest in peace! Bachira ADORES getting to banter in full Monster mode, but the opportunity is rare, so he doesn't go halfway when the opportunity arises! His boyfriend is TOAST. 🤭

Isagi, meanwhile, had to try quite a few types of teasing on Bachira before finding the one that really works best - cutesy teases! (Credit to the fabulous @giggly-squiggily for this one! She's so good at coming up with cute hcs omg I bow to her!) Throw the odd "tickle, tickle!" at him and Bachira might whine playfully, but it doesn't really get to him that bad. BUT make it a little cuter with an extra "does the tough little soccer star love being tickled? hmm? does he?" BACHIRA IS DONE FOR!! Isagi was so proud of himself for figuring it out, though he only uses it occasionally - usually when he knows his boyfriend is in a huge lee mood. Otherwise it's the standard play wrestling and cooing at him bc lee!Bachira is the cutest thing in the world and Isagi is smitten~ 🥰

I love these two so much! Season 2 of Blue Lock can't get here FAST ENOUGH!! (I say knowing I'll be waiting for the dub to come out before I watch it 💀)

[blubushie]

Hey Blu! I was just wondering what kind of actions or things Misty does that make you question HOW she done it bc she is a working dog mix that's has high intelligence. I'm just asking bc my labradoodle somehow got my mom's aqua de nuez (flavored pecan water, I'm just clarifying what that is if you dont know, but since you have lived in California you probably heard or seen aqua fresca. But i want to make sure) that was in a plastic cup on her nightstand to her doggy bed without spilling it and poping the top it open to drink from it. My mom said there was not a drop spilled, which she would understand if a dog tried to move a plastic take out cup, and it was as if a person just handed it to her. (Which could not happen bc 1.) My mom was fiercely defensive over the drink bc she loves it and 2.) I was the other person in house and is recovering from norovirus) This is not the first time our dog has taken a drink from my mom's nightstand when she wasn't looking but it is the most impressive as the other drinks were taken in a similar way only she was on my mom's bed which is leveled to the nightstand.

Climbs trees

Knows exactly what I'm thinking before I'm gonna do it

SOMEHOW KNOWS HOW TO OPEN MY CAR DOOR. I have to lock the door when I leave cuz luckily she doesn't know how to unlock that

CAN OPEN MY FUCKING FRIDGE. I have to keep meat in the drawer because otherwise she will eat the fucken meat in the fridge. Cheese too. She doesn't touch the greens.

Can predict anxiety attacks and PTSD episodes

Just Looks At You Like She Knows (I'm convinced she's a person stuck in a dog's body)

Once went to a pub and came back to find Misty atop the roof of the camper. I let Misty have free run in small outback towns. I have no idea how the fuck she got up there. No one witnessed her climb up.

Has an internal clock that's never wrong. 4pm on the nose she demands she goes for a walk and will make my life hell until I take her with me on one. At this point I don't know if she's doing it for her mental health or mine.

Knows what "hot" means, as in temperature. I never taught her this that I'm aware of, but when I cook food I just have to say "hot" and she won't want any until I give her the ok.

At some point she somehow figured out that slamming the horn of my ute makes me come running back to her. This has developed into a Problem where if I leave her in the front seat and take too long (and "too long" can be anywhere from walking away from the car to 20 minutes with the window down solar fan on) she'll start honking the horn to make me come back.

Talking. If you tell her something, half the time she'll sass back at you. Also she screams when she wants to go for a walk. Whatever you're imagining when I say "she screams", it's worse.

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Part 3 - Chapter 46 - Do's and Don'ts

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AO3 - here

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Yellow! We're back! :D Kamino is over and All Might and Izuku are off to the hospital. Now we're going to check in with the other side of things going back to the rescue kiddos. Got some scolding going down. Oof.

Linktree to all the things!

End notes for the chapter are under the line.

And some nice fluff to lessen the scolding. Originally when I was letting the story just flow I had Aizawa and Hitoshi going back home to Yamada and the cats. They had their heart to heart in their home and actually sat down to a dinner together. And it was just so perfect and sweet and I loved it...then I started rereading the next chapter and was hit that I had Present Mic go with Izuku to the hospital. Oh I was so mad at myself! XD But this was an acceptable change while adhering to what I had already written. So yeah, a poor excuse for a first family dinner but oddly more sweet. To me at least. ^___^

At least it gives Hitoshi some relief even though he's still worried about Izuku. Of course Shouto is too. Do I hear confessions coming up soon? ;) We'll see!

So...Aizawa knows about Dad For One but is still going to check his facts. Of course the Freakateers have his back and Katsuki is all 'fuck Hisashi'. And Kirishima has his back and as a reminder they did meet before UA in BC all the way back in part 1 chapter 15. Man it's been a hot minute. A tiny bit of hesitation from Iida and Yaoyorozu but they still support Izuku. He's gonna need it.

Anyway, I had fun exploring how I would think Aizawa would have reacted to the rescue kiddos. The scolding they got in canon didn't seem like enough as well as took too long. They didn't even get taken for questioning when they gave Bakugou to the authorities or at least as far as we know. While with Hosu they were questioned. Idk, it just seemed weird and was probably for plop reasons to move on.

Some family moments. Growth for the Bakugous!! :D Shouto feeling bad upon seeing his sister! And Hitoshi finally realizes just how much his foster parents love him! Again not has homely as I had wanted but it's still fluffy and sweet.

I would like to ask for ideas for nicknames. Like what could Hitoshi call Aizawa and Yamada. And vice versa what could they call him. Just fun family nicknames really. Might be fun to change them up. I'm open to any ideas. Fluffy, snarky, teasing, whatever. Please and thank you! ^____^

That's it for now! Oh and I have figured out the end for part 3. Looking around 51 chapters of content and then eventually 52 with an author's note announcing the official start of part 4. With my usual hiatus to build up buffer chapters. So we are moving! Oh and don't worry TodoDeku fans, I've got a very nice fluff moment for them coming up before part 3 is over. ;) But what it is I won't say! mine is an evil laugh now die of anticipation! >:D Next up is back to Izuku and the heroes and him are going to have a 'talk'. Hang in there, green bean! Alrighty, bye bye!

[eldritch-nightmare]

Hi! Could I get a creepypasta match up please!

I am 5 foot...not very blessed in the height department unfortunately, I'm slim but well endowed in both upper and lower departments. I'm fairly light for being Hispanic (i don't go outside in the sun often) I have shoulder length hair, its currently red and has been red for a hot minute, but in the past it used to be shorter and a different color every other week. Like for two weeks I could have purple hair then BOOM it's yellow now. I have 21 piercings. I have two in the center of my eyebrows, two nostril piercings. One on each side, a septum. And snake bites. I used to have My bridge pierced but I took it out bc it was in the process of migrating:/m I have 26 tattoos. IT SOUNDS LIKE A LOT. But it's not..THAT many when you actually get a good look at my full body. Most of them are on my thighs, I have some on my back, I have chest tattoos and a wrist tattoo. All my tattoos are either witchy, satanic, or of pretty pin up women and fruit.

Personality wise. I'm not sure, I have adhd, autism and bpd. I can be loud and excitable but also REALLY quite, aloof and awkward. I am a very passionate person and I'm always doing something (or at least trying to) I love to learn new things, I love to talk, I love to listen but I also love to just sit in absolute silence sometimes. I hate the sound of people sneezing, idk why it just REALLY upsets me. I can be really nice and helpful but I don't like being taken advantage of. I don't like confrontation but I will stand up for myself and or my friends if it's truly necessary. I am very giving, if someone I care about was in need I wouldn't mind giving them the shirt off my back or the shoes I'm wearing...it's happened before too. I also love shopping. I may have a slight....shopping addiction. I also have a very strong sense of justice and respect, so you won't catch me doing anyone dirty, but I won't let anyone do me dirty and ill cut them off if they keep crossing the line. I'm very good at sniffing out snakes. And I try to warn people around me about fake people and they never believe me until shit hits the fan, and then they sit there like ":0 I didn't know" TF YOU MEAN YOU DIDNT KNOW I TOLD YOU!?

I have daddy issues and don't have a stable father figure in my life 🧍🏻‍♂️ I love my mom though, shes cool

Style wise. I'm a bit all over the place, I've been in the alternate community since I was born. My dad was a metal head soo it kind of passed. But not really. Mental only stuck for so long. I tried scene, not my personal style but I loved the music. I was in the emo scene for a good couple of years until i started to hang out with the punk kids in my highscool, they were a little to much for me, activity wise though so it didn't last to long. But I found my home in the goth subculture and then from that point on, I explored the subcultures within that subculture. I tried nu goth, pastel goth, gothic lolita, trad goth. And none of them felt right, until I found gothabilly. And I find myself most comfortable in thag vintage style and the pin up style. My favorite brand (just so you can get an idea) is vixen by micheline pitt. My closet is just PURE black. With hints of black and white stripes and red.

I have many hobbies. I used to do tattoos on myself and my friends. I tried to get into piercing....it was a little too scary for me. I know how to make jewelry, I know how to paint, and draw. I know how to write, I love reading. I get too far down weird and obscure rabbit holes. I'm learning how to sew and I love it. I have a huge passion for fashion. And I want to start My brand one day. Even if it's small and for a niche group. I love to game, I love horror games especially, Outast is one of my favorite game series. I love horror period. Horror stories, movies, books. I love collecting specimens, like pinned bugs or mice in Jars. I have a small jar of bones. I love the dead. My favorite horror movie is either Saw or Scream. I also love watching indie disturbing horror movies as well. I'm a practicing witch, and I often use pendulums to communicate with. There was an old ghost of a woman who used to live in my apartment. She was cool sometimes but she messed with the doors and lights to much. I also used to collect dolls, specifically monster high dolls, but I wanted to branch out to haunted dolls...but then I thought mayybe that wouldn't be a good idea. I also love to cook and bake, and i love trying new food. I am also learning how to roller skate.

I don't like spiders though, which is ironic because I love spider web design and embroidery on my clothing. They just...look...ugly in. And their faces freak me out. I can't stand bad smells. I have a very very strong sense of taste and smell so I can be pretty sensitive around food and with bad odors. I don't like being woken up when I'm sleeping and I don't like being around loud obnoxious people.

Just for reference, I am afab nonbinary but present feminine to androgynous. I like both dudes and women and other NB people. My favorite creepypastas used to be Eyeless Jack, Bloody Painter, Jason the Toy Maker, the doll maker and the Puppeteer. I mean I liked ALL the pastas but they were my particular favorites

this feels so short in comparison to all that you sent me and i'm deeply sorry for that.

your matchup is... clockwork!

natalie is a very simple person, believe it or not. she's fairly blunt and isn't the type to bullshit a person so you don't have to worry about her taking advantage of you and your kindness. she's also really good at spotting snakes, so honestly you two could be a snake-sniffing duo and point out all the people you should avoid and whatnot.

she's an incredibly honest person as well and the type to never beat around the bush so if she wants to say something, she will say it.

she's a fairly emotionally reserved person so she doesn't wear her heart on her sleeve but when it's just the two of you, she lets her walls down a bit and she allows herself to relax a little.

she's more of a listener than a talker so she'll sit there and listen to you talk for hours. she doesn't mind sitting in silence either, because with you it's rather comfortable. but on the very rare occasion that she's the one doing all the talking, she'll definitely appreciate the fact that you're listening. it makes her feel seen in ways she could never describe.

natalie thinks you look good with any hair color, to be honest. i think in the beginning she was definitely a bit caught off guard by your spontaneous hair color changes but she gets used to it rather easily because it's just another part of you that she's fond of. she is just a bit concerned about your hair potentially getting damaged if you dye it too often but... she's not a hair expert, so. and honestly, she's thought about dying her hair as well, so. maybe you can recommend a color for her!

she also thinks you look wicked cool with your piercings and tattoos by the way. and she would absolutely love to hear about the meanings of your tattoos if any of them have one that you're willing to share with her.

she may not look like it, but natalie is pretty interested in fashion! she doesn't dabble in many styles herself because of various reasons but she is very interested in all of your own styles ranging from any goth and punk clothing you may own to the vintage and pin-up style you currently have going on.

if you asked natalie what her hobbies were she would probably just shrug and say, 'don't have any.' but trust me when i tell you that she does. she is so very much interested in deep diving into obscure topics and going down rabbit holes that she probably shouldn't go down because she loves learning about all the weird things buried underneath, hidden away from the average person.

honestly, you guys could probably make a date night out of deep diving into two separate topics and telling each other about it as you go. seems like it would be a pretty fun thing to do.

natalie doesn't particularly pay much attention to video games but she isn't against playing one or two if you recommend it to her! she's pretty invested in the things that you like, so she'll definitely play anything you recommend.

as for horror movies, natalie also probably doesn't give them much thought but trust me when i say she is a big fan of the saw franchise. i can see it now, you sitting her down to watch the saw movies and her just getting absolutely hooked and totally developing a crush on amanda young because honestly who doesn't. after the saw franchise, she's definitely more interested in horror than she was before and she'll probably sit down in her own time to watch some other movies just to talk about them to you.

always down to have her hair and nails done by you if you want to do them. she'll pay you as well, don't worry, just like... don't ask where she got the money because that would lead to a really awkward conversation probably. and she's also rooting for you to get into college to study fashion design!

so yeah anyways you guys would be a cute couple together and you'd have two cats and a rabbit named pumpkin or something and yeah.

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WOAA POST STORY ROGER? My beloved??? head over heels, woo’d, awed, staring fourth with INTENSITY !! i really like current roger but whatever post story roger has going on? yes yes yes yes !!!! KJ and Roger are two very distinct and VERY likeable characters and i love the dynamic you’ve cultivated with them !! Roger’s upgrade is especially on a new level!! i looove it! (the eyes on his cat socks too, god!!!)

You think I could bother you for some extra post-story Roger&KJ fun facts? I can’t get enough of them!

Sorry it took a hot minute to answer!

BUT YES!!! SHAKING UR HAND I love post-story Roger sm and I'm so glad you enjoy him and also KJ :] I've worked a lot on both of them, so I'm glad when people like em 💖

But yes post-story facts for Roger & KJ!

KJ is very passionate about skating and spends a lot of time being involved with making events and such at skateparks that are open to everyone to join from kids to adults with various experiences with skating. Just a fun time overall!

KJ is slowly teaching Roger to skate, but it's less about learning tricks and more just the two of them going on a skating trip around the city or parks. It's very cute, and for the most part, Roger has bad balance on the skateboard, so he can't do anything fancy but it is a great excuse to hold KJ's hand as they roll about :p

I'm not sure if I've mentioned this on here, but Roger is a wicked parkour boy. Don't let his bad balance on a skateboard fool you, he'll climb places with ease and find shortcuts you could only dream of. Roger's balance is actually real good, but not on moving objects. I can't explain properly but like Roger would have a way easier time learning how to walk a tightrope than he has learning how to turn on a skateboard.

If he ever figures out how to jump on a rail with a skateboard, he'd flawlessly grind along the rail, and then land ungraciously.

honestly i think roger would be way too powerful if he mastered the skateboard. he'd absolutely be skating on rooftops and do tricks that would kill a normal man if fucked up.

Both Roger & KJ enjoy being active. One thing they'll do sometimes race each other - KJ with their skateboard and Roger utilzing his parkour skills. They both know the layout of the region they live in pretty well, so it turns out to be a tight race to the finish line, even with the pros & cons they both face with the routes they take. Doesn't matter who wins, they're just having fun :3

Roger and KJ and Cass live in the same apartment!

Cass is studying tho and does have like a place close to the uni where she stays with a few other students, but she usually comes home in the weekends or whenever she's able.

It was a bit rocky at the start between KJ and Cass when they got to know each other, but they're real homies now and team up to be a menace to Roger (affectionately). They'll get Roger on board with silly ideas bc how can he not with his two besties <3 even if he'll realize it was not a wise idea - here's an example

Roger trust em both but KJ loves a little chaos <3 (and Roger literally won't fall bc Cass is stupid strong and KJ is way stronger than they look, so they'd only fall if Cass slips or trips on anything :p)

Out of the two, KJ is more inclined to use petnames for Roger. They'll go "where's my carrot??" "my dear/sweet/love/beloved!!! check out this rock i found, touch it it's so slimy, isn't it gross??" "aw don't worry babe!! not everyone can handle the truth that the right way to eat peanuts is with the shell on <3" etc. stuff like that

KJ is very physically affectionate and loves hugging or kissing Roger's face whenever. Sometimes if Roger is just talking about something, KJ might decide to just. Pick him up to hold. Despite being used to this Roger usually loses his train of thought because KJ is way stronger than you'd think and they can easily just pick him up 😳

Because of this, Roger will also purposefully fall asleep on the couch so KJ will scoop him up to tuck into bed <3

Generally for romantic gestures, KJ will take Roger different places for dates. Whether it be dining out, going to the cinema, skating, shopping etc. KJ loves going places with him and also just getting Roger things or taking him places he's been wanting to go to but haven't for whatever reasons.

Roger's gestures are more present at home. He'll cook/bake things KJ likes, do crafts to make something for them, and he's pretty verbal about how much he appreciates KJ and tells them whenever something reminded him of them.

He's also the one who primarily initiates more intimate moments because KJ hasn't been in love with anyone before Roger, so they tend to feel self-conscious about being a freak (or more specifically they are very new to being open and vulnerable with Roger and also their friends) so they worry they're too weird - even tho Roger has been crushing on them for like [checks notes] like 3-4 years before they eventually get together. He likes KJ because they're fucking weird and care about people a lot. If KJ's mouth tendrils or enjoyment of messy makeouts deterred Roger, he wouldn't constantly find opportunities to kiss them :p

I can easily go on but it'll take forever if I do, and you guys can always just ask more, I love talking about my ocs 💖

[swinging-stars-from-satellites]

Kidcat AU? Who is the kid? are they a literal cat at any point?

KIDCAT AU KIDCAT AU this is mine and @lady-stormbraver's baby (Lady gets credit bc she's my brainstorming and plotting partner on it)!!!! the kid is Tim because I watched The Batman 2022, saw Bruce and Selina being weird stalkers (affectionate) and I went oh hey you know who else is a stalker and has a lot of love in his heart? TIMBERLY. and decided I wanted a Reevesverse Stray AU. this version of Selina sooooo needs a weird little nerd kid following in her shadow. also a big part of the premise is that 1) Jason and Tim hit it off, realize that they consider each other brothers, and decide they're going to Parent Trap(TM) Bruce and Selina, and 2) Dick is in his Hot Mess Era and is wearing a leather jacket with the Discowing suit and at one point ill-advisedly bleached his hair because he thought it would tick off Bruce and he's not great at being an older brother to one little sibling, let alone one (official) little sibling AND the cat-themed tagalong who's hanging around nowadays. this scene takes place a fair bit through the AU and is kind of a turning point in Dickie's character arc in this 'verse.

Batman is out of town, which means Nightwing is in town.

B isn't actually that far, just swapped cities for the night because a lead he'd been tailing ended up taking him to Blüd and he asked Dick, stiltedly and struggling, to cover his patrol route in Gotham tonight. Dick had agreed, because he's been on better terms with Bruce lately and is trying to keep it that way and not completely live up to his name, like Jason likes to say. Anyway, he's not patrolling alone. He's just babysitting, really, though he figures if Selina is out she's keeping her eyes on the kids as well, and possibly him, too.

Robin and Stray took a separate patrol route from his, and Dick had argued with Jason for ten minutes before they took it to Alfred, who cleared that they're allowed to split off like that. Dick does not really want to be babysitting, but he also really doesn't want to screw it up.

"Nightwing!" Comes a sudden, loud cry through his earpiece that almost makes Dick, even with a literal lifetime of practiced balance, miss his landing. "Dick, something's wrong," Jason says, voice tight. "Tim passed out and won't wake up and shit, I'm breaking the names rule, just- Dick, help."

Dick feels like someone's dumped a glass of ice water over his head and maybe broken the glass on his skull for good measure. The chill settles directly under his ribs. Jason never asks for help, not his help, at least. His mind plays a dozen scenarios of gas or gunshots or gang fights and he grapples to the top of the nearest building almost on instinct. When lost, climb to a high point. He deliberately stills at the top, takes a slow breath so his voice won't shake. That one momentary pause is better than the minutes he may have to spend calming Jason if he lets him hear the terror Dick is feeling. "What's your location, Robin?" He asks, sends the request to Alfred, back at the Manor, at the same time.

Jason replies immediately with two street names, the closest corner he remembers, at the same time Alfred pings with a precise coordinate. The running leap Dick takes off the building isn't as smooth as it would be otherwise, if he wasn't responsible for Jason and Tim tonight. If he wasn't freaking terrified thinking of things that could have happened to Sel's tiny little shadow who, yeah, okay, Dick is a bit fond of himself. What Jason could be dealing with, the goddamned protective instincts in that kid has for everyone but himself sometimes. No extra flips tonight, no wasting time on showing off or having fun. It wouldn't be fun, anyway, tonight.

Dick isn't Nightwing when he touches down, not really. He's just a teenager looking for another teenager and the little kid they've both claimed as brother. Sometimes he thinks that's all that holds him and Jason together, other than Bruce. He finds what he's looking for on a roof, tucked away in the nook formed between a high concrete railing and the roof access stairs to the building below.

Jason is a bright flare of red and green and Dick rushes toward him, only remembering too late that Jason flinches, and badly, and that he should have slowed down. Tim is slumped in Jason's arms, black cat-eared hood already pulled down away from his face, the older boy curled protectively around the little black form.

"Robin," Dick says, snapping himself back into Nightwing mode, "Report. What happened?"

"I don't know," Jason snaps, eyes flicking back and forth from Tim, who looks half-conscious, at least, to Dick like he thinks Dick is going to try and take Tim away from him. "He seemed off all night, kinda slow, I guess? We were patrolling like normal, nothing weird, but he just... collapsed. He's burning up."

"Okay," Dick says. "Okay." Slowly, this time, a lot like how he acts with victims — although he hates thinking of it like that, because this is, essentially, his brothers — he reaches towards Tim.

Jason all but growls at him, holding the smaller boy tighter. "Don't touch him."

Dick sits back on his heels. "Jason," he says, "Jay, you've gotta let me check him out, okay?"

Jason eyes him from behind his mask, and it feels a lot like he's taking that one second that Dick took earlier to calm himself. It feels like Dick is becoming both a big brother and Nightwing at the same time. "Okay," he says, and visibly makes himself relax when Dick reaches out again.

"It's okay," Dick says, briefly placing a hand on Jason's head without even thinking about it as he checks Tim's pulse with the other. It's quick, fluttery but not uneven. "You're right, he's running a pretty high fever." Tim's eyelids flicker, and Dick brings a hand up to his face, taps his cheek gently with one gloved finger. "Heya, kitten, you with us?"

Tim blinks sluggishly, eyes half-lidded and clearly not totally lucid. "Nigh'wing?" He mumbles, body suddenly tensing like he's trying to sit up, but Jason holds him tight.

"Relax, baby cat, be still," Jason says, frowning down at him as Tim squirms momentarily. He glances up to make eye contact with Dick, but mostly they both stay fixated on the youngest of them.

Tim stills, his head resting against Jason's shoulder. "Jay..." he breathes, relaxing against this older boy, whose face goes softer than Dick even knew it could.

"We should get him home," Dick says quietly. Jason looks up at him, and Dick can see the but you only have a motorbike counter coming a mile away. "I'll call the 'Mobile."

"F...reakin' autopilot," Jason scoffs, but Dick can see some of the tension ease out of him. "Dick?"

"Hm?" Dick stands to watch for the headlights of the Batmobile. Hopefully Alfred has been on comms tonight and already sent a message to Selina, because Dick feels like he's juggling and not very smoothly.

Jason hesitates long enough to make Dick turn, catching the moment Jason turns his wide, greenish-blue eyes from staring after Dick back to focus on Tim. "Will you call B, too?" He asks, his voice just a little shaky.

Dick sighs. "Yeah, Jay. I'm calling him."

At the end of the day, or in this case, at the end of the night, he wants his dad too. Maybe that's another thing that holds them together.

[nihilight]

i haven't been remembering my dreams for about 2 years. even more rare is when i have the epic -- be it good dream or nightmare -- Whole Sleep Dream. the kind where, even hours after you wake up, you remember EVERYTHING.

last night i had both, & it went a little something like this:

CW: animal death, SA.

your usual apocalytic setting. the weather was frightening & gorgeous. the sky was a juxtaposition of sunlight & storm. snow came. falling ice shards. so much snow & sunlight; it can't possibly be so hot & cold at once, but it is.

my house is some hybrid of my house, my mom's house, and the basement of shy's grandfather's house, where we lived briefly in 1996 in a moldy, spider & ant infested room, with an even worse bathroom on the other side of the basement.

keith is keith, but keith doesn't look like keith? it's a male, same approx build, but i never see his face, either because of a face shield/ski mask/scarves, etc. the voice isn't right either.

people are frantic. the snow is piling up & the hot hot sun won't melt it. planes in the air are crashing, falling. news can't keep up, but towers that carry signals are exploding by the second, all over the word, so we're all on our own.

i'm trying to figure out how to get shy, J, & my mom back to our house. keith tells me to start reinforcing windows & get the girls food, needs, 1st aid stuff, basic food, water, & everything gathered. we decide given the pace & direction of the weather that our bedroom will be our hole up spot.

we are a solidified unit, a team. we got this.

i do this, he takes the blazer to fetch the family, chilly, ruby.

<i wake up here. i turn over, push mina a little, readjust, go back to sleep.>

4 hours later, keith returns. they only live like maybe 2 or 3 miles away, and it took 4 hours. by now, there are a few more people in our house bc i can't say no. people who i let in, had something to contribute: food, radios, flashlights, water, blankets, etc.

i go into hyperfixation mode & get everyone organized with a little spot, that still leaves room to quickly move around, etc.

it takes forever to get the door back open against the snow & ice over it, that the sun is somehow still not melting. (yet how did i get people in? idk, dream logic) vehicles are smashed & on fire here & there but it isn't melting anything either.

as we're getting everyone in, some monster truck comes flying through out of control, having hit an iceblock in the road. it smashes into our blazer. 'fucking hell,' keith says, & then magically sparrow is there, runs out frantically bc she's confused, & gets hit by another car flying through.

i lose my shit. keith says to stop being emotional because there isn't time for that. i feel my heart both shatter & flare with anger at those words. i say nothing, & help get everyone inside as 2 more planes crash in the air, & pieces fall down.

<i wake up here, cold sweat. i spend a few minutes petting mina with my face in her flank. mina rumbles, does big comfy breathing sighs. i fall back asleep>

chaos at hume home across the street. half the building is smashed from airplane parts. 'can you come cook a few meals to get us through a couple days? we'll send you home with a few huge cans of veggies, milk, cooler boxes...' (we don't have cooler boxes IRL, but sure.)

it takes me about 25 minutes to get over there (2 mins IRL), over all the ice chunks, busted cars, bodies, airplane parts. i do the cooking, they tell me cleanup doesn't matter but i do it anyway (???), and then i work on making the trek back home.

i see keith talking to the dude with the monster truck who hit our blazer. i call out for help dragging these cooler boxes full of shit, but they both just look at me. 'you've been doing kettlebells,' says monster truck driver, looking me up and down, creepy. 'you can handle it. it'll keep you warmed up.'

'for what?' i ask. i need to know what's coming. i need order. i need... something, here, bc so far i've been doing a damn good job at not losing my shit, especially with sparrows body getting covered up by ice that the sun won't melt, 15 feet away in the street.

they don't answer. when i get to our driveway, keith grabs the boxes, says thanks, kisses my forehead and adjusts my hat and scarf, then gets inside. confused, i go to follow him, but monster truck guy grabs my arm.

'just be quick,' keith says to monster truck guy, then goes inside and shuts the door.

s*x traded for the truck.

'it was you or your kid, i mean... it's a monster fucking TRUCK!'

so, that happens. on a jagged pile of snow & ice that the sun won't seem to melt.

when i get all my layers put back on, wipe my nose, ignore all the cold/hot cuts on my back, & get inside, i start to cry.

"you have to stop being so emotional about this," my mom says, tiredly, from a couch in my living room that's purple now, instead of brown. part of me is frantically trying to point this out to another part of me (forcing lucid dreaming--it's a long explanation), or look for my hands, or something. 'everything's different now, we have to make sacrifices.'

shy & i's eyes meet from across the room. 'wake up,' they said.

there's a pounding at the front door, & someone yelling that i need to get back to work. the sound of collision, an inward sucking of air that pulls everything into silence, & then a crash as more airplane parts drop on the front porch section of the house.

shy's at my elbow now, their little hands curled around my bicep. 'wake up,' they said again.

i woke up, and it was 8.45a, mina was curled against me. i exhaled. i started to just sob, hard, for maybe ... idk, 20 seconds?

but i stopped, bc i was ✨ being emotional ✨ & now i'm just angry & feeling sad.

i guess the gist here is that something in me is damn sick and tired of being pegged as emotional, crazy, or bitchy, when things keep changing with no pre-amble or slight explanation, i get pushed, or etc, & even more sick & tired of having to explain why to save face. i feel like i'm being gaslit & brain-r*ped when people do it.

yeah, i see you out there, i heard what you said, with your MA in psychology. it sure does seem like i'm using my NDs as an "excuse," doesn't it? it's because i fucking have to keep explaining why.

but i'm done! :) i've cared too much about people liking me, or being the one that people DON'T have to whisper about. well, whisper away... cause i can't be myself happily when juxtaposed with having to embarrassingly explain myself too. i'm turning 40-fucking-5 tomorrow. i'm halfway to 90.

i literally don't have it in me to care about people outside my circle anymore, if they aren't even going to take 10 seconds to try to understand someone outside their norm.

& also when the world ends? i hope it's that fucking gorgeous.

[biaswreckingfics]

“Rewind and relax” as in rereading blurred lines bc it's my absolute comfort fic lol yeah no but srsly work and the holidays have been super stressful but I'm just looking forward to the new year's eve party I'm going to (read: get funny tipsy and find a nice person to kiss on midnight lol) BUT HOW HAVE YOU BEEN??? IS LIFE TREATING YOU WELL?? feels like ages since I've dropped by to send an ask :-)

Also on the note of me being way to invested... What if...

Sangyeon and y/n keep their relationship a secret bc of his very strict rules (as we have already seen in the uncomfortable covo in chap1) but of course people find out and there is a scene mirroring the one from the first chapter with y/n walking around the building and everyone looking at her and whispering not bc y/n is the poor new employee working for the cold and scary boss but bc y/n is now the employee that has a thing going on with the boss and rumors just run wild and Eric accidentally reveals all of the rumors and things the other coworkers whisper behind them?? YES DRAMA

AND BC IM ON A ROLL LOL what if..

Sangyeon brings/buys his own lunch at this very specific place and sooner or later there is a cup of coffee or maybe a sandwich or other lunch stuff appearing out of nowhere at y/n’s desk and it takes her a hot minute to figure out its him and what if y/n is so bold and starts to share the lunch with him or maybe does the return with bringing him something and just putting it on his desk?? Or let them leave sweet (or spicy hehe) notes for each other?? Or let him have a *fake* client/meeting in his schedule just too spend some time with her without the others noticing?? Oh my, there are endless possibilities as to where you'll bring this story!! So exciting :-)

Also,,, you know what they say? Great minds think alike or smth like that lmao ;-) or maybe you are great at foreshadowing and I overthink all the details and end up picking up stuff like this lol or maybe there is a camera over your shoulder?? Who knows ;-)

Feel hugged and a big spoonful of motivation for you <3 - what if anon

....That's it. I'm about to start tearing up the walls bc istg it's like you've seen my notes 😭😭 what is this 😭😭 how are you doing this 😭😭😂😂 I'm cracking up lol. I guess we do think alike!!

Though I won't be giving away what happens, you've hit some of the nails on the head lol. Expect these kinds of situations in the near future and even more 😈😈!! Also, can we just... the fact that you immediately called out Eric as being the messy one 💀💀

This time of year seems to always be the most stressful for everyone, but I hope you're able to get some down time now that they're mostly over with!! (If relaxing is you reading BL over and over, then I absolutely encourage you 😈😈, and not just for personal reasons!! Lol.) I hope your NYE party is super fun and you have a blast!! I will also hopefully be getting tipsy and kissing someone at midnight lol

I've been doing good!! I'm happy that Christmas is over bc if I spend one more freaking penny... 😭😭. Istg I act like I'm a rich bitch when it comes to buying gifts for my family and friends. You get a gift, and you get a gift! Over here acting like I'm Oprah 🙄🙄 lmao

[lichfucker]

12 and 18 :)

me: yeah I'll reblog this now but I probably won't answer for a hot minute bc I have Things to Do

me: immediately starts answering them sdflksdf

12. Is there a trope you haven’t written yet but really want to?

oooh I'm not sure! I mean. there's a LOT I haven't written yet lmao I have a very particular niche of monster aus, but I really haven't thought much about things I'd like to try. g-d this question is gonna haunt me

you know what? I'd like to write more missing scenes. short, low-stakes, canon-compliant connective tissue that lets me just sink down into the wrinkles in a character's brain. that would be fun I think

and more corruption arcs/villain aus, but that would require stepping away from black sails for a hot minute bc everyone in that show is already a corrupt villain lmao

18. What is a line/scene you’re really proud of? Give us the DVD commentary for that scene.

mm for you I shall talk about the sanguine murder scene

I actually wrote the line about ted being "unsure if it's animal instinct or if he's being otherwise compelled" when he's leaving BEFORE I decided that trent was going to enthrall him, or even before deciding thrall would be a theme of the fic at all. I bounced around in that fic a LOT, a lot more than I usually do, so I wrote the murder scene pretty early (bc it was one of the first scenes I had a really strong mental image of) and I wanted to say something ambiguous about ted that left the door open for me to make decisions later, and then after I had figured out some of the other thrall stuff I went back and reread the scene and it was kind of incredible how I had already perfectly implied that ted was under a sort of mind control when he fled. I've been daydreaming about drawing that scene for over a year now; I can just see it so vividly, trent leaning on the wall for support, hunched over, shuddering, covered in blood, lit from behind by the light of a burning dumpster, and the glow of the fire on ted's horrified face. it's painted like a mural on the inside of my skull

also I think it was pretty galaxy-brained of me to decide that trent couldn't remember the victim's name so I didn't have to pick one until way later dklsdj

[troglobite]

hmmm

okay watching this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F3HFGijKwQw

around the 54 minute mark (just before) they're talking about how realizing that, at the stage of life they're in, maybe they're dealing w their own shit that they used to see in adults when they were kids

the lack of light in the eyes, the tiredness, the "thank goodness you kids are here to give us this spark of joy and hope" and whatever

and i'm like

[stares at my childhood]

ostensibly not as bad as at least one of the people in/having that conversation in that video

and yet.

i look back at my childhood and i experience anxiety and fear and judgment and uncertainty

i loved learning, there was wonder there, and that feels the same now as it did then, in some ways, i think?

but i can't connect at all with this idea that they've now lost hope as adults.

and i'm not trying to be this fucking edgelord or whatever

i just genuinely cannot think of moments of pure joy from my childhood

okay i'll try

times w my dog, misty. times w my bird/parakeet, cuckoo.

sometimes playing games. not always--games sometimes meant severe anxiety or confusion.

um. being held. but that was often bc i needed comfort bc of extreme anxiety.

um.

oh there's one i don't remember personally but my mom shares--going to disneyland as a tiny kid and seeing cinderella and just BOLTING for her. shyest kid imaginable, i ran away from my parents in public. absurd.

um.

yeah just. literally everything has a tinge of anxiety or fear or confusion or uncertainty or feeling unmoored attached to it.

i was the classic "old soul" at times.

i also can NEVER connect w this idea that kids don't understand longterm consequences.

i did. as much as i could, i did.

i figured that shit out at 2 years old with a story that also explains a current phobia so i won't go into it.

i literally figured that shit out as the youngest i could possibly be to figure it out, and from then on i was like "nope, no thanks, i'm good"

self-preservation, often thinking through potential consequences, etc. i didn't know what it meant to be 20 years old, no. i didn't understand that. but i understood consequences and that sort of thing.

partly that was bc my parents would explain that shit to us. "if you do this, then this will happen" like rather than say "don't do that bc i say so/bc it's dangerous" they'd EXPLAIN like "if you stick a fork in a light socket you'll get hurt. that's bc the metal conducts the electricity and it goes into your body, and that is very bad and dangerous." shit like that. "don't touch a stove when i'm cooking. it's VERY hot, and not only is it hot and therefore will it hurt, but it can ruin your skin and make it hurt for weeks and weeks."

i was taught how to use the stove before i was 10. they showed me how it worked, how to check for leaking gas, when to NOT try and spark the gas bc it'd been leaking for too long. how to not touch hot things, how to be careful using pots and pans, etc.

i mean ffs i was taught how to drive at 10 years old. we had a bigass yard so my dad taught me.

and quite literally the problem in high school that i had with driving was NOT figuring out how to use the car, it was entirely getting over the TERROR of being in control of a giant metal thing around other people who i didn't trust, and having to make split second decisions.

though to be fair i still can't drive stick, i never learned. i probably could, but i am REALLY small and kind of weak now, so i think it'd go very badly.

anyway i'm rambling.

i can't relate with how people describe being a kid.

my memories of being a reckless little shit stop at like age 3 or 4. i IMMEDIATELY learned what consequences were and how to try and manage my own emotions and actions at that point.

i yelled at my dad and slammed my door once when i was VERY young.

there was a bath towel on top of my door and my door got stuck. i literally was SO careful abt slamming my door past then.

even now when i'm furious and want to slam something, i evaluate how hard i can do the thing so that it's satisfying, but won't break anything. like i'm never gonna damage something on purpose. i have been evaluating that sort of thing p much my entire life.

when ppl say as kids they "just didn't know" i can't relate. i was too afraid to find out, and i had other avenues to learn.

there's a post on here abt showing kids how baking works by testing out all their questions and "wasting" those ingredients to teach them.

and i absolutely understand the value in that!

and at the same time there's a part of me inside like

CAN YOU NOT JUST LISTEN AND LEARN AND TRUST SOMEONE IF YOU ARE GIVEN SOUND INFORMATION THAT YOU CAN CHECK FOR YOURSELF IN MYRIAD OTHER WAYS????

but no, they can't. and they shouldn't have to.

but that's how i operated.

and idk how fucked up that is. i'm not saying i'm special or Better or ANYTHING.

i started this by saying that i have no joy from my childhood. brief moments of it. having fun at recess, maybe.

but then i was also bullied and weird and people treated me like that.

i was always perpetually afraid of doing something wrong. i didn't test limits, i tried to observe them and figure them out and then stay within them. i didn't want to test them.

and idek why. it's not like i was ever DESTROYED for going outside them or testing them. idk man.

this is the part of me that i want to figure out.

why was i BORN SO AFRAID.

i just was. i was born scared.

and i guess that's the autism, right?

the world is so much scarier to an autistic person.

but it feels so unsatisfying as an answer. i'm just angry, i guess, that i was born so afraid. my mom feels guilt for it but i feel like, although she may have helped facilitate a few specific fears, she helped me navigate fear bc she treated it as legitimate.

then i just also have ocd so i'm always afraid even when i logically know i don't need to be.

i don't understand this idea of childhood joy. and i'm even a person who's been like "yeah i kinda wish i could be a kid again" but to me i picture something different to what i had, and i mostly want to abdicate all responsibility that i currently have.

idfk man.

anyway. rant over i guess.