Aiden always dealt with hallucinations atleast twice a month because of his lack of sleep. His parents did get him some medicine to help him sleep, he never took them. He hated how the medication made him feel, so he avoided it like the plauge. This was his fifth all nighter he was pulling because of his insomnia. Trudging down to the kitchen, he prepared to make himself a snack. He wasn't to sure if he was gonna cook, bake or just grab something random. Searching through the fridge, trying to find something easy to make without making much noise. Ben had always been a light sleeper, and Aiden always managed to wake Ben up, who always came downstairs and forced Aiden to try and go to bed.
He found some fries that he could easily cook. Turning around satisfied with his search, he saw the eyes and a smile that he could recognise from anywhere.
A phantom
A panicked scream tore through his throat, as he threw the packet of fries at the monster in the corner. He used his hands to push himself away from the monster, who started to make it's way closer to him. His back hit the wall, he had no where else to go and the phantom was closing the space between them.
Footsteps came from upstairs, he couldn't breathe. Why was this happening? Phantoms shouldn't be here, why was it here. Swiftly, he reached for a kitchen knife and pointed towards the threat. He tried to ignore how much his hands were shaking, he saw a shadow in the corner of his eye. Oh God is there more of them? How the hell did it even get in the house, Ben normally locks the door and- Wait Ben. Oh no, Ben what's Ben gonna do when he finds out there's phantoms in the house. Should he shout for him? As much as he wanted to shout he couldn't manage to squeeze anything out, his throat felt constricted as he took in quick small breathes. The phantom just kept on approaching him, clearly ignoring the knife pointing towards it. Why? Why did it have to keep on getting closer? Why is this the way he's gonna die?
A light turned onAnd just like that the phantom disappeared. Like it never existed. He was still shaking and breathing heavily, he knows that he should put down the knife but it just stayed in place threatening the air. What was happening, is it safe now?
A hand took the knife from his hand, eyes still locked on the vacant space where the phantom use to be standing. Normally, when the hands tool away his only weapon he would've atleast flinched away, but he couldn't he was still struggling to calm down and in shock from that mysterious phantom. Ben's face came into frame, his eyes wide in shock. Did Ben see the phantom as well? Is that why he's so freaked out. "Ben." He managed to heave out, still struggling to catch his breathe "Did you see where the phantom went?" The only answer Aiden was given was a concerned and confused look. 'What happened?' Ben signed to him.
Now it was Aiden's turn to be confused. What did he mean. "The phantom." He clarified once again all he got in response was Ben's confused face getting increasingly more worried as the conversation continued. "You know the phantom that was stood over there and coming towards me." He motioned over to the space where he last saw the phantom. "You couldn't miss it." He stressed, what if Ben thought he was going insane. What if he was going insane. What would the others think if he did finally lose it, would they be sad, disappointed, concerned maybe they wouldn't be surprised at all.
'When was the last time you slept?' Ben asked, Aiden failed to understand why that was relevant to anything. "Um, like on Monday." He watched as Ben practically sagged in relief at that statement. Why is he so calm about this? There's a phantom in their house. 'Aiden, I think that it was just a hallucination' Ben explained 'There is no phantom, your safe.' A hallucination, huh. Uncertainty still plauged his mind, but he trusts his cousin and didn't resist when his cousin led him to their living room.
Ben handed him the remote as he left the room. He started flickering through movies on Netflix before finally settling on Tangled. Once, Ben returned he placed a blanket over Aiden as he settled beside him on the couch. Aiden subconsciously began to lean on Ben. His body felt like it had bricks tied to it, the events of the night left him exhausted. After a while, the movie became white noise in his ears and Aiden felt himself drift off to sleep. He is safe here with Ben. He is safe.
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wow...... MANY artists take requests randomly. this isn't the original anon, I just saw your post&was blown away by how rude it was. this anon wasn't even rude. artists are always putting out informationals with like guides on how to speak to them&it's the so egotistical&rude&controlling. I literally won't commission random artists anymore&only my close friends bc of these rules that change artist to artist&don't apply to everyone. anon asked you a simple question&was extremely nice about it&you chose to be an asshole in response. y'all act like you're training rabid dogs or something. just, say no, don't answer, or block the anon. like I can't figure out what ticked you off so much about that. talking to ppl like shit won't help them. it will just make people afraid to speak to you at all. anyways lol you're losing a follower&a fan. maybe let your anger out at the gym or something before you take it out on someone asking an innocent question. they truly probably thought "the worst they could say is no" &you proved them wrong. exactly the reason I no longer commission art from artists who aren't my close friends. my anxiety is too high to deal with the anger&your need to control how other people talk to you(even when it's not mean&they're just asking an innocent question).
Good lordt
Mate, I said "no hard feelings just letting you know this ask came across as rude" after we had a bit of a giggle about how funny it is that they hadn't stumbled upon the specific kind of fanart they wanted to see when IMO it's extremely common in the fandom, and then pointed them to another artist who had already drawn what they wanted to see.
"Don't ask/hint at artists to draw you things for free" is not being rude or demanding or egotistical, it's just a firm boundary. It's not a minefield to navigate, and artists who accept random requests usually say so somewhere in their bio/about. I also think blocking the poor anon would've been way more harsh and unnecessary than letting them know how their behaviour was perceived, cuz if they keep doing it, some other artist is going to be way meaner about it.
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Erasermic, where their cats (bastard and sushi obvi) like to sit on the fridge and plot. They only come down when shouta gives them treats. When they come to the edge of the fridge, shouta swipes them up but still gives the treat. hizashi always complains that it's rewarding bad behaviour. At some point, they stop falling for shouta's schemes, and the only way to get them down is to scare them off by vigorously shaking plastic bags at them.
Cut to hizashi being woken up at like 5am by shouta coming home from patrol and 'bagging' the cats.
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Is it true that there's no animosity between you and... you know, you know who. You never talk about her in any way. I guess I'm curious. You guys seemed like really close friends and then just weren't friends at all. And there was some stuff she said that seemed very targeted at you...
I don't know if she feels any animosity toward me or not any more. Our mutual friends have said she doesn't and I take them on their word in that regard, assuming that if they have an answer for me it's because they're aware how she feels. I wouldn't know and it's not my place to put words in her mouth.
I haven't spoken to her/about her in a long time and the only time she even crosses my mind is when people bring her up to me. As for me feeling any animosity? I'll admit my feelings on her these days are complicated and way too nuance-core for people who aren't my friends to hear about but I wouldn't call them animosity in any way. I inherently want people my friends care about to live well because I care about my friends, and anyone my friends care about by proxy and I still share friends with her. I would never wish ill on people my friends care about so animosity doesn't fit into that by definition. I'd say I'm hurt more than anything and even then I've worked through a lot of it with trusted friends who have helped me deal with my emotions in a healthy way.
(Besides, my own life struggles keep me from even being able to invest time into animosity. I have to expend that energy loving my family, doing my best to support them during our struggles. And I've never been a hateful person it isn't in me. I would rather play 'Hot To Go' by Chappell Roan and teach my dad how to do the hand gestures to help him strengthen his muscles again than focus on hating anyone...)
I try not to think about her because it hurts. I often think that people forget that I'm a real person outside of her sphere, and that I wouldn't want to talk about what happened because I truly did consider her a friend for a long time. And when someone I consider a friend appears to not regard me with care any more suddenly and I don't even have closure on that... well... it hurts... A lot. Of course I never talk about it.
And I'm not stupid, I have seen some stuff she's said that I've gathered was about me. I remind myself that she has a right to vent in her own spaces and I truly mean that... it's just a shame that her own spaces have people who then have taken these things to me to show me (after all, I wouldn't have even seen these things myself if not for third-party anons going 'this u?') saying it is my own fault because I was a terribly cruel friend or my own fault for not listening to warnings about her when I had the chance and that makes me a stupid gullible bitch. You lot haven't seen some of the awful shit about me from some of her more ravenous fans and haters I've seen over the years that I've had to let roll off my back in the fear it would bring backlash - not even to me, to her. I don't want to be the cause of any hatred going to anyone.
Also I'm just not going to ever talk about the details of our fallen friendship or our fallen relationship. That's private. She might be a public person to some extent but I never was, even if I do gain some measure of small fandom for my work one day I'm just private about personal matters especially raw ones. I almost deleted this ask entirely but Idk I never stated that it bothers me when people talk to me about her from my own mouth, so I guess that's what this ramble is.
If you send me anything about Lily Orchard it will not be addressed. I am not a part of her life not even through our mutual friends. I do not know or care what's going on with her public/personal life. I haven't kept up. I will never keep up. Don't treat me as an extension of the situation because I am not in the situation. In the most plainly stated sense of the word: Leave me the Hell alone. (...pretty please.)
All I've wanted this entire time was to be left alone to process everything in a healthy, peaceful way. I'm workin' on it.
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The audacity of a post from anti lxc tag to show up on my feed. ( I didn't mute it cause I didn't know the tag existed, corrected my mistake damn)
Like begone!!! Nothing these people can say will ever make me hate you lxc. You are too loving for the world (sometimes quite literally) I will whisk you away into the sunset with me.
My babygirl, you have never done anything wrong ever. I love you so much never don't listen to other ugly people who could never understand your oldest sibling from doomed parents plight.
I get you though and I love you!!!
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