#i am getting so many weird vitamins right now

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eating sardines and being a bitch

[icyg4l]

PAC: How to Heal Your Broken Heart

Hello beautiful people! If you are currently going through a romantic break-up, I send my love to you. 🫶 But here, I will give advice on how you can deal with your grief. I am not a therapist so if you feel like you need to contact one, I would highly encourage that you do that. If you resonate with this reading and would like a more personalized reading, please read my guidelines and message me privately so you can receive one. Without further ado, please select your pile!

Top Left-to-Bottom Right: (1-4)

Pile One: You need to acknowledge that this was meant for you to happen! There is nothing wrong with being single, lovely. Sometimes things just don’t work out and that’s okay. Right now, it’s time for you to focus on bigger and better things without someone by your side. You could have been with your partner for years and one day things just ended. It happens. But the best for you to do right now is to get your hair and nails done. Get to know yourself as a person, not as a partner. You have so much personality, Pile One. You need to take up more space on your own. You don’t need someone to conquer the world with you. I feel like you honestly just have to get used to being by yourself so find literally anything to do by yourself. Read, go for a walk, buy yourself flowers, take yourself on dates. Spend more time making yourself the main character instead of finding ways to antagonize your ex.

Cards Used: Ace of Cups (RX), Four of Wands, Judgment, 7 of Discs, 9 of Swords, 9 of Cups.

extras: fancy dates. peach smoothie. alice in wonderland. benedict cumberbatch. “lumberyard.”

Pile Two: You got a lot of cards, which means that you need to listen up. Pile Two, when was the last time you’ve been outside with your friends? You may have spent a lot of time in isolation in your previous relationship. You don’t have to do that anymore. Your girls are waiting on you. It is best that you go to as many parties that you can find to avoid going back because you don’t need to be with a manipulative liar anymore. I would also suggest that you go to a jewelry store and go spoil yourself. The codependency in your last relationship was abnormal and it’s time that you realize it. I feel like this person took the light away from you and you’re slowly but surely gaining your power back. Your energy is similar to Pile One but I feel like the focus for you is to empower yourself. Adopt the mindset that things will work out for you. Assuming the worst possible outcome is going to work for you. You have to let yourself shine because no one is dimming your light anymore. Surround yourself with positivity and please please please make sure you’re around people that make you feel comfortable and like yourself. Right now is a crucial time for you. Treat it as such.

Cards Used: 6 of Discs, 9 of Discs, King of Discs, Princess of Wands, 8 of Wands, 4 of Cups, The Magician (RX), The Hanged Man, The World, The Emperor, Ace of Wands, 3 of Cups.

extras: “party hard.” tiger print. mr rogers. sofia the first. birthday pin. red dot.

Pile Three: I feel like this pile has to get their body in check. Have you been having physical health problems as of lately? I feel like you need to see a doctor. I am getting the image of someone with a fever getting their temperature checked. It’s almost summertime, this shouldn’t be happening! So first things first, take your Vitamin C. Once you take care of your physical health, you should affirm that everything will be okay. Expose yourself to new places, people and things. Take a getaway trip for the weekend, maybe longer. I think you should also write affirmations on post-its and put them up around your house. I feel like this pile went through a mutual break up but it still hurts. This will sound weird but you’ve been through worse so this shouldn’t break you, lol. I think that’s your spirit guides way of saying to stay optimistic about your situation. There’s an advantage in your situation. You will find more things to laugh about when it comes to your situation. Another thing that I suggest that you do is remove your ex’s energy; their clothes, pictures of them, any and everything. Get it out!

Cards Used: 4 of Discs, Temperance, Queen of Cups, Princess of Swords, 2 of Swords, 5 of Swords (RX), The Sun, 6 of Discs, The Star, Ten of Cups, Queen of Discs

extras: cameras flashing. candied yams. apples and oranges. dominoes pizza. hot flashes. quince.

Pile Four: I’m not going to lie, it may be time for you to consider taking the extra step to getting your mental health in check. If you have been feeling like ending it all, then please talk to a psychiatrist. They may prescribe you with medication. I feel like you need that extra boost. Shit feels stagnant with this group. It’s all about personal accountability with you guys. Yes, it sucks to have your heart broken but how will you fix it? How will you recover? I think you should get in touch with your family. It’s been a minute since you talked to them, hasn’t it? You might feel like they will mock you for going through it or say “I told you so” but they won’t. They’ll be angry about the fact that you were cheated on & manipulated. You were too good and too pretty for your ex, Pile Four. Any plans that you had with them are gone and it’s time to accept that. You may have a hard time moving on but it’s best that you are supported by those who have your best interest at heart. You absolutely can do it. Turn your pain into art. Make music, write poetry, draw something. Do anything to keep your energy moving and flowing. You should also get physical. I channeled Dua Lipa’s song for you as well. So get in the gym & build your physique, begin a cardio routine, just do it!!!

Cards Used: 6 of Cups, Ten of Discs, King of Wands (RX), The Empress, The Star, Death, 9 of Discs (RX), Ten of Swords, The Chariot (RX).

extras: agent of chaos. black ops. nike. “that’s not my forte.” acting. self-righteous. fake smile. eye bend.

[al9ayf]

Hiiii!!!!

I wanted to ask if you can write a scenario where Cora accidentally ate an aphrodisiac pleasee🙏🙏🙏😭😭😭

yasss thank you so much for the request ❤️ i hope you enjoy it !!!

ᥫ᭡ 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | donquixote rosinante x f!reader

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｡˚ content warning(s) :: general nsfw

the sun had already set hours ago, and after eating dinner and drinking with rosinante and the rest of the crew, the both of you decided to retire to bed. it was a long day, especially if you had to be around doflamingo and the other vermin. they drained the life out of you, but you only suffered it to be with your husband.

you married the blonde three years ago after dating for a few months. it felt right to be together, so you both didn’t hesitate to disappear for a bit and elope. the night you got married was the night rosinante revealed to you who he truly was. it only made you love him more.

as you were getting ready to head into the shower, rosinante asked which vitamins could help with his sleep. for weeks now, he’s been having trouble sleeping at night, so you told him to take the pills in the purple bottle. you didn’t think much of it afterward and headed into the bathroom. you thought that he would read the bottle like anybody else. you thought he would realize there were two purple bottles. but of course not; he was just going to listen to your words without any second thoughts. you were his wife; he trusted you.

rosinante started getting ready for bed, anxious to just finally sleep through the night. only then, a few minutes after he took the vitamins, he started to feel different; a good type of different. it wasn’t that noticeable at first, but when he passed by your vanity and could smell the perfume you always wore, he felt aroused. he thought to himself that these vitamins were weird and why were you even taking them. rosinante took his coat off and threw it over the chair to lay down on the bed. he was taking in the comfort of the sheets and was excited to finally sleep under them. he inhaled sharply, wanting to take in the scent of the freshly washed linen, but only smelled your perfume again.

the image of you appeared in his mind, and now all he could think about was you. how great you smelled, how beautiful you looked, how you portrayed yourself. those mere casual thoughts started to turn him on. rosinante sat up, panicked. why would you take these pills to go to bed?! he crossed the bed and grabbed the purple bottle, which he took the pills from right as he heard the shower stop. it took a few seconds to understand what he was looking at, and when you came out of that bathroom with only a towel on, clueless as to what was happening, he started to get hard.

you looked at rosinante when you caught him staring at you without saying a word. he was on your side of the bed, still holding the bottle in his hands. before you could speak, he stood up and walked to you. you were too focused on looking at his face to notice the obvious bulge in his crotch.

“why do you have this?” rosinante’s voice was deeper than usual as he shook the bottle. it was almost empty. it didn’t sound like that last night, and you started to wonder how many he took.

you gripped the towel around you even harder. “how else am i supposed to keep up with your sex drive? you’re like an animal,” you joked. you moved away from him, but he grabbed your arm, spinning you back around and slamming you into his chest. rosinante grabbed your chin and made you look up at him. he used his other arm to snake it around you to move you closer to him. you could feel how hard he was.

“how’re you going to keep up with it now?” he asked, leaning down to your face. “you might need to take another shower after we’re done.” his voice sounded like little whispers. it was soft and sultry. your breathing quickened when you felt his hand move from your chin to your hand that was holding the towel. the two of you never looked away from each other as he gently grabbed your hand and moved it away, letting the towel drop to the ground.

rosinante didn’t look at your now naked body. he only cupped your cheeks and kissed you, wanting to taste your lips. you kissed back hard, wanting things to escalate further. he always got you into the mood no matter what time or what the situation was. when he pulled away, he turned you around and made you sit on your knees. you turned your head to look over your shoulder, but he grabbed your head and made you look straight ahead again. you heard him unbuckle his belt and throw it on the floor next to you. he sat down behind you and forced you to go on all fours. you finally turned your head to face him, not caring if he was going to push it back again.

“really? on the fucking floor?” you asked, annoyed.

he spread your legs and started to unzip his pants. “think of this as an apology for not giving me clear directions,” rosinante said.

“do you even hear yourself right now, you dumbass?!”

[unclewaynemunson]

Omg I just wanted to let you know that thanks to your posts I kind of can't stop thinking about Wayne/Mr Clarke? I don't have any fancy writing I'm afraid, just vibes, but I'm having fun!!

Mr Clarke comes over to have dinner and watch a movie with Wayne, a chill home date, and Eddie says he can make himself scarce. It's fine, he can go bug Steve. And Mr Clarke says its fine, he wouldn't mind if he stayed, it would be nice to get to know Eddie as his boyfriend's son - and not just as one of his ex students. They watch some scifi horror movie and eat pasta together - Mr Clarke and Eddie bonding over weird trivia and science facts while Wayne watches fondly.

Both men becoming increasingly smitten as they notice their wardrobes are slowly merging together. Wayne's flannels and worn jeans with Clarke's sweater vests and slacks.

Occasionally Steve will bump into Mr Clarke in the supermarket, or at the gym. And they'll stop for a quick chat or wave politely at each other. And it's nice, knowing there are older queer people who are dating and happy.

Every now and then one of the party will ring up with a science question, and Mr Clarke is always happy to answer, but now they run the risk of Eddie answering the phone, telling them 'a wizard did it' and hanging up on them bc it's date night and his Uncle deserves a nice night at home with no interruptions.

Idk where I'm going with this but I'm vibing so thank u for this ship!!! Wayne deserves happiness

OHMYGOD thank you so much for sending this i love it!!! Them being a family together and an example for Steve and Eddie is sooo precious to me <3

Also you're so so right about the wardrobe merging i am living for this. Actually @flowercrowngods also had this idea that Scott would start borrowing Wayne's flannels but still wear his bow tie with them and that image is now making itself at home in my head bc it's so hilarious yet sweet and just so THEM. Also I think when Wayne gets older he starts running cold more easily, especially when they're at the trailer park bc it's chilly there and the heat doesn't even work half the time, so he starts wearing Scott's sweater vests over his own flannels.

I'm obsessed with your takes on Eddie making sure they get enough alone time together, it's so soft :') And also them having dinner together YES. Wayne and Eddie are both terrible cooks and have lived off canned food all their lives, but Scott loves his fresh veggies and makes it his mission to get as many vitamins as possible into those Munsons. He loves to cook and it soon becomes a weekly tradition that Steve and Scott cook together while Wayne and Eddie fondly make fun of them and praise their cooking skills. After dinner, Steve and Wayne always watch sports together while Eddie and Scott have endless conversations about all kinds of nerdy stuff.

[beauleifu]

hiii!! saw your rqs were open so i swooped right in >:) may i perhaps get a fluffy syntax x reader where the reader tries to drag syntax away from his work because theyre sleepy and want to cuddle him (bonus points if syntax is a bit of a tease cause djkfgdkfg im predictable) ...... i feel like once he gets going on his work he stays there until he either finishes it or passes out. overall hes Very stubborn so we gotta try and fix his sleep schedule with the power of ~love~ (and a lot of convincing). thank you for the opportunity!! the way you write for him is like instant serotonin 🙏💞

HEYYYYY GOOD TO HAVE YOU!

And ofc, ofc, we all love a little Syntax serotonin, yessir. Anyways, I hope you enjoy, sorry if this is late! I wanted it to be fun and mushy lmao

P.S. to everyone else, I think this is gonna be my last long oneshot for Syntax seeing as im writing a fanfic for him and dont want stuff for him to get old or repetetive, I have a LOT of requests regarding him so i'll either write short headcanons or not answer them until later <3

as for that yan!Syntax x reader, that's the exception lol

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SYNTAX X READER

Lego Monkie Kid

Context: Your idiot is back at it again, tinkering late at night at the work bench you realize you regret buying for him. Syntax was never one to value his own health, so it's up to you to, ah . . . remind him. Let's hope your plans don't go sideways.

CW: Tiny suggestive bit, language

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When you wake up, it's still dark.

Weird . . . You think, not bothering to sit up. Dull gaze directed at the stone ceiling, you frown thoughtfully.

It's probably sometime around three in the morning.

That doesn't explain the strange empty feeling inside of you. Blowing out a sigh, you look around for the person you'd been spooning all night - only to find the other side of the bed vacant and cold.

Now you realize why you feel empty.

Syntax is gone.

Frustration starts to build up in your center as you slowly sit up and rub your eyes, yawning tiredly.

He's probably working in his signature cave. Just one of many in the vast expanses of the Spider Queen's lair. You've become familiar with the many routes and tunnels that stretch to the surface (the Spider Queen needed you at your top game, anyways). After coming to terms with serving the Queen, you've stayed by Syntax's side to help him with whatever he needs. You're not a tech nerd, you're not even a scientist. But the spider demons seem to enjoy your company, the food you cook, and the items you bring from the surface.

It's too chilly to leave your room without a blanket, so you drape the fluffiest one over your shoulders and slip out of bed, bare feet touching the smooth, stone cold floor.

Urgh. Living underground doesn't have many perks.

You find solace in working with Syntax and befriending the other spider demons. At least they allow you to travel to the surface in order to get your daily dose of vitamin D and other necessities. Besides that, you live down here.

Stretching and scratching your back, you walk aimlessly to the door and crack it open. It's dark outside.

It's always dark.

You've grown accustomed to the lack of sunlight, but you must have access to a nightlight or a lamp if you want to feel somewhat at home. The Spider Queen had allowed you to decorate your room (it's a cave, but you refuse to call it that), and you're grateful to her for that. It's not often she expresses any sort of kindness to begin with.

Eyes wide, you fumble for your phone and beam the light down the tunnel.

Just beyond, where the path curves sideways, you see a light.

Yup. Totally working.

"Damn spider demon," you mumble to yourself, in a slight daze as you leave your room and follow the source of light. "Getting no sleep. What am I supposed to do . . ."

When you finally reach the room, you pause.

Anxiety bubbles in your chest.

Step, step, step.

You've started pacing, you know it.

Slowly shuffling back in forth in front of the ominous door that leads to Syntax's quarters, hands twisting the blanket fabric. Under normal circumstances, you'd walk right in after knocking, with a smile on your face.

Instead, you're frowning, tapping your chin and thinking hard.

It's three in the fucking morning.

Why isn't he asleep!?

You don't understand why the Spider Queen won't send Syntax to rest and charge up if she values his tech skills so much. Despite it being so dim down here in the spider caves, no one ever seems to want to sleep. Unless they do so while you're aboveground, but the time you spend up there recently is very brief. You're ordered to return to the Spider Queen's lair in due time (and you're sure Huntsman keeping an eye on you the whole time, anyways. You don't try anything).

Adjusting the fluffy blanket draping over your shoulders, you fight a yawn and rub your eyes. Just get it over with.

You're tired.

He must be exhausted.

It's that which motivates you to quietly open the door, peeking inside before stepping through. As you expected, a tall figure stands at the work bench, back to you, tinkering away.

You puff out a small, exasperated sigh. "Syntax. . . ."

He doesn't turn, but you detect the smallest tensing of his shoulder muscles as he straightens a tad. You hear the small exhale.

"You should be asleep."

Oh, he wants to play this game? Puffing a sigh, you enter the room and shut the door quietly behind you, leaning against it. "Yeah, well, so should you. This isn't healthy and you know it. Why can't you take a break and come back to bed?"

"You know why. I'm almost finished with the prototype."

"The prototype?? You mean you're not even at the final stage?" Crossing the room and joining him at the workbench, you give him the stinky eye. "That's not almost finished."

Finally, Syntax locks eyes with you, frowning. "Did I say I was almost finished with the project as a whole?"

"No. . . ."

"Precisely. Now if you won't return to bed, then sit and be quiet."

You weigh your options, biting your lip.

At this rate, he'll just refuse your request just to spite you. There must be a smarter way to play your cards. Something that you know he has a weakness for. . . .

"How about a deal?" You murmur.

There.

You catch it, the slight lift of his eyebrows and the brief gleam in his green eyes. But he merely scoffs. "What did I just tell you?"

"Please. Please!" You say, fighting a smile. "I wanna cuddle!"

"I'm not in the mood for bargaining."

He's messing with you. You know he's interested in whatever you have to offer. Puffing a laugh, you slip your arms around his midsection and hug him from behind, closing your eyes. The sound of his breathing against your ear is soothing, even when it hitches at your actions. He's so warm. No wonder you woke up from his absence.

"Pleeeeeaase?" You whine softly, knowing you sound childish but not caring in the slightest. "I thought you liked deals."

A pause. You hold your breath.

Syntax lets out a sigh, a smile in his voice. "What did you have in mind?"

Oh.

"I, uh . . . haven't planned it out that far. I was expecting you to shoo me back to bed," you admit sheepishly, glad you can hide your face in his coat so you can avoid meeting his gaze, which is no doubt amused and mocking.

The spider demon hums, tinkering away. "That was on my itinerary, but you have piqued my interest. . . ."

"Okay, how about I do whatever you want for a bit, and in return you come to bed and cuddle with me," you offer, releasing him. Syntax spins on heel and leans on the workbench.

"'Whatever I want'?" He repeats mischievously.

You consider. "Within reason."

"Understandable. All right," Syntax says, cocking his head. "I have an idea."

A question builds in your throat, for he'd been so very explanatory, but Syntax simply crosses you to the far side of the desk and faces you once more. Hands in his pockets, he nods to the desk, eyes twinkling mysteriously. You frown deeply.

"Sit here."

Now you grimace, face scrunched as you try and figure out his ulterior motives. "Uh-huh. What else? Just sit?"

If this is it, getting him to bed will be shockingly simple.

Of course, you miss the look in his gaze. Smiling casually, he hums; "Yes. That's all." And then his voice takes on a stern dip. "However. You are to sit quietly and obediently until I instruct otherwise. If you can do that, I see no problem in fulfilling your end of the bargain."

There it is, the catch you were waiting for.

Accepting your face, you nod wearily and saunter over to the desk. You make sure the blanket is secure before hopping up onto the smooth, wooden surface.

Syntax steps back, making sure you look comfy. "Good. Now sit there for a bit."

"You're not just doing this to make me shut up, are you?" You accuse as he walks back to the workbench. Shifting to avoid leaning back and bumping the discarded tech gear at your back, you eye him sternly. "You really will come back to bed?"

He merely glances at you.

Oh.

Shit.

You make a quick movement of zipping your mouth closed. Damnit, you still have no idea if you're doing this for nothing.

Syntax cracks a satisfied smile, returning to his work.

His demeanor gives away nothing. Whipping out your phone, you glance at the time. 3:30. Through narrowed eyes, you determine how long he'll make you sit here. No longer than half an hour, if he values your sleep schedule. Somewhat reassured, you settle into the blanket and watch Syntax resume tinkering around. The prototype looks like some kind of mini spider-bot, with sharp appendages and large, x-raying green eyes.

You long to ask what purpose his creation serves. Perhaps it's some kind of spying device, to scuttle around the city undercover of night in search of the Monkie Kid. Then again, isn't Syntax's current task something different? You thought the former was Huntsman's job.

A yawn escapes you without warning, and you clap a hand over your mouth in shock.

Syntax spares you a brief glance. "Giving up?"

He's asking if you're tired enough to abandon the deal and leave him here (as he probably wants). To challenge you in that way sparks a flame that you don't bother to snuff out.

Glaring determinedly, you shake your head. Not in a million years.

The spider demon's face drops in disappointment, and he turns back to his work without another word.

You're inclined to pass the time on your phone, lazily scrolling through entertainment simply thrown at your feet, as they swing back and forth above the cave floor. But as time ticks on, you begin to think this is all quite hopeless.

You struggle against another yawn.

A few more minutes.

It'll be worth it.

Syntax suddenly straightens, having been rearranging the insides of the mini spider-bot for the past five minutes. Blowing out an exhale, he glances at you - or rather, behind you.

His eyes then trail to your face. A slow, smug smile spreads across his features.

Setting the screwdriver aside, he walks over to the desk.

You realize he needs something from behind you, something lost among the many miscellaneous tech items resting against the wall. However, from the strange gleam in his eyes, you doubt that's all he needs, and he hasn't asked you to move yet. So you plant your hands on the table in preparation to scooch over and make room for him.

To your surprise, Syntax stops your motions by politely - yet firmly - placing one hand on your knee.

You swallow. Uh oh.

Syntax smiles kindly at you. "That's not necessary."

"But I-"

"Perhaps you're forgetting your instructions? Move, and the deal is off," Syntax continues, effectively shutting you up. With a gentle squeeze to your knee, he winks. "So stay."

That kind smile was a ruse, a dirty trick that had momentarily lowered your guard.

Syntax finds it incredibly easy to simply lean right over you to retrieve whatever he needed from the table. He's taller than you, his height even more prominent when you're sitting down. You have to tilt your chin upward so it just barely brushes his shoulder, heart beat suddenly wild.

It stops.

It skips beats.

It has no fucking clue how to react.

"U-Um-"

"Just a moment," Syntax says, which is so informative. You can practically feel his smirk, can taste the amusement reeking off of him.

Also his perfume. Not to mention his natural scent.

Smells good. Heat blossoms in your cheeks, your mouth quite dry as you attempt to swallow. The phone in your hands slips from your laxed grip into Syntax's palm, and you don't even try to object.

The scientist fusses with something behind you for a good ten seconds, giving you plenty of time to work up quite a flustered storm in both your head and your face. In the end, when he leans back, you're shivering despite the blanket, cheeks on fire.

The spider demon smirks.

Job well done, his eyes seem to say, green and mocking.

"Enjoying your visit thus far?" He says musingly, eyebrows raised. When you give no answer, he scoffs and brushes his bangs to one side. "You have permission to speak, I suppose. For now."

You simply glare, no longer wanting to cuddle anymore.

No.

You want to attack, like the little gremlin you are. Revenge tastes sweet, yessir.

"Not answering," you huff, hoping for a drink.

Which is certainly answer enough. Syntax's drops and he shrugs as if to say, you're loss. He's still a close distance from you, looking down at your blanket-swaddled frame. "You'd rather go back to bed and give up this . . . whatever this is?"

When he'd gestured to you, your eyes fall to his hands, unwilling to keep eye contact.

"I just . . ."

Angry for being at such a loss for words, you glare at the floor.

Syntax's expression softens.

He seems to realize what's up. With a faint sigh of fond exasperation, he rests his hands on either side of you, on the desk, and lowers himself to your eye level.

"Why did you really come down here. To me," Syntax murmurs, eyes half lidded.

You stiffen. "Well . . . I . . ."

He's smiling now, fingers ghosting along your arm. "Did you miss me that much?"

"More like worried you'd kill yourself working too hard," you grumble.

"Hmm. I'm touched," Syntax comments, gently taking your hand in his. Raising it to his lips, he presses a soft kiss to your knuckles, eyes trained on you. This time, you bite your lip so hard you taste blood.

Say it.

It's certainly a last ditch effort, an idea you're not exactly proud of.

However, as we all say, for the greater good.

"It . . . it just hurts to see you neglect your own health," you whisper, as though your confession is something forbidden.

Your words fill Syntax's ears.

He blinks, lips parting in surprise. You catch the guilt flash across his face.

At that moment, you seize your chance.

Syntax didn't know.

He had no clue that you were also putting on an act to dissuade him from the real deal (although your confession still have a ring of truth to them).

Karma is a bitch.

Hauling the blanket with you, you launch yourself at Syntax and wrap yourself around him, legs hooking around his waist. The blanket had fallen in such a way that it now covers both of your heads, giving way to a new kind of darkness that you quite like.

He gasps, hands instinctively flying down to support you.

With eyes of steel, you grab his face.

"Sleep," you beg, expression set aglow by the soft shine of Syntax's green eyes. Cracking a fond smile, you kiss his nose. "Cuddle with me."

You kiss his forehead. "I love you and I want you to be healthy."

Then, you pinch his cheek. "Don't make me use force."

Syntax is effectively breathless, words simply abandoning him when he needs them most. Your actions had startled him for sure, and thankfully he'd caught you or you'd be on your ass right now, drowning in shame. For now, you remain thankful and patient in his arms, thumb absently brushing his cheek.

Finally, Syntax sighs in resignation. "I knew I'd fail to achieve anything with your constant nagging."

"Is that a yes?"

A yawn - you knew he was tired. "I suppose it was."

Relief pours through you, and you remove the blanket from over both your heads. It falls back around your shoulders like a fluffy cape.

"Then let's be off," you say, yawning ass well.

He obeys, perhaps sad to leave his project yet his body is relaxed. Carrying you still, he leaves the cave and walks down the tunnel. You hug him tighter, burying your face in the crook of his neck and breathing deeply.

"I can't believe you did this on a daily basis before we met."

Syntax clears his throat. "With good reason."

"Give me one good reason, then."

Silence.

He's tired. It brings a smile to your face, because so are you, and it would suck to have forced him to do something he isn't ready for.

Now you can look forward to sleeping with peace of mind.

[fatuismooches]

ok i must also elaborate on my opinions on dottie and sweets

i believe he had a hugeeee sweet tooth in the akademiya, like giving him a cupcake thats just 99% sugar and he will wolf it down similar to if he were a pilgrim who's never had anything other than mildly salted raw chicken

but i like to believe that he ate simply, Too Many Sweets, and couldn't really stomach things like brownies or cake or things like that for a good few years, and he's probably over it now but he did not enjoy the nauseous feeling he had when he got tired of sweets so he has not tried them since

this is outside of the nutrient shot hc because i am also a believer in him just injecting vitamins right into his veins and going "ok time to dismember this civilian" and honestly goals i find digesting stuff gross and Weird so while his is productive mine is a sensory thing help - 🎈 anon who cannot get dottore out of the mind prison

HELP AWWW... during the Akademiya I can see him eating like anything as long as it fulfills his nutritional requirements but then here comes the sweets. DONT BUY THEM FOR THE DORM otherwise during the night he'd be eating them to stay awake for his research and then he'd suddenly crash on the floor or his desk dead sleeping from all of the sugar intakes. I feel like old Dottore sometimes cringes and curses himself for the dumb decisions of his younger self 😭 He probably still watches his younger clones devour sweets💀

He probably experimented on himself by injecting a lot of things to test them out 😭 It's just a normal occurrence for both of you atp

[timeoverload]

Today felt like it was never going to end. It didn't start very well. I woke up at 2:30 again this morning because I was having another coughing fit. I drank too much water before bed last night and I didn't prop myself up. I should know better by now but laying flat is a lot more comfortable. It's so hard to get comfortable in this bed as it is. I really need to get my acid reflux under control but that's probably not going to happen until I start eating a more balanced diet. It took me 45 minutes to stop coughing so that was annoying. I was so mad because I was sleeping really well until that happened. I think I fell back asleep around 3:30. I had some weird dreams about being at work in the dark again. I woke up at 5:30 which is later than I like to get up. I only had 20 minutes to lay in bed before I had to start moving so that sucked. I don't like having to move right away so that made me grumpy.

Unfortunately I felt like a zombie all day. I wanted to go home so bad. I felt disoriented and hungover but I haven't had alcohol in a long time. Caffeine didn't help at all. I was trying to avoid having lengthy conversations with people because my brain wasn't working. I am still feeling out of it but I feel better than I did this morning.

I also wanted to go home because my rib is bothering me and my back hurts. I have nothing to relieve my pain and I should be used to it by now. My rib was clicking more today and I think I irritated it when I was coughing this morning. It is feeling more tender in that area. It's hard to tell exactly where the popping sensation is coming from. I know it is most likely somewhere between my 8th and 12th rib. Ribs 8-10 are more susceptible to damage because they aren't connected to the sternum. They are connected to each other by cartilage. I don't think my rib got messed up initially by coughing because I don't remember having this issue after my last asthma attack. I think it's from lifting heavy pans and pushing and pulling carts all day. I also remember I was carrying a pan in decontam one day and accidentally running into the sink with it and jabbing myself in the side of my gut so maybe that has something to with it. I felt like I got the wind knocked out of me when I did that. I also have arthritis and I probably have vitamin deficiencies and that's taking a toll on my body so I'm more prone to injury. I just feel so beat up and sometimes I feel like I am rotting. I am glad I'm not having any other breathing issues so I don't feel like this is an emergency. I know that it's not dislocated completely otherwise I would be in a lot more pain. I don't notice it as much when I am resting. I am still planning on getting it checked out and I hope I can wait until Friday.

I still don't think I should be working but I am afraid to call in for some reason. I might tomorrow if I feel bad still. I always feel so guilty about it and I'm afraid I am going to get in trouble or something. I hate that I have more health issues than everyone else because it's embarrassing. I don't want to use my PTO. I know that I won't have enough left to cover my day off on the 25th if I do that because I would want to take more than 1 sick day. I don't want to use FMLA because it makes me feel trapped there. I don't know what to do. I just want to take care of myself. I don't want to be tough anymore.

It was a really busy day for me as usual. I don't even remember how many cases I had. I haven't been paying attention to that as much because I just expect there to be a lot to do all the time now. The days just blend together. Nothing too crazy happened. I had to stay 20 minutes late so I wasn't thrilled about that.

I ate breakfast but I didn't eat lunch because the cafeteria smelled like cat food since they were serving salmon. I picked up food on my way home but I got way more than I should have and I couldn't finish it. I feel so gross now.

The heat is also unbearable. My car didn't start to cool down until I was almost home. I hate this weather and I don't want to be outside at all.

I don't have much else to talk about. I am so sleepy and I need to relax now. I already got ready for bed so I don't have anything else I need to do so that's good. I'm going to try not to stay up late. I hope I feel more alive tomorrow and that it's a better day.

I hope everyone else has a good day tomorrow. Thanks for listening. 💖💖💖

[tddyhyck]

*cartwheels into ur askbox* BLUEEEEEE HOW ARE UUUUU!!!!!

clearly u are talking to urself because u (🫵 YOU!!!) are precious.

u are so right, every song is beautiful and has a different vibe. i didn’t expect to like smoothie in its entirety at first, i liked the vocal parts but the smoothie, smoothie, smoothie chanting in the chorus was unexpected and i was NOT put on this planet to maintain eye contact with lee jeno (or anyone actually…) while he looks into the camera and i was CERTAINLY NOT put on this planet to have na jaemin talk in my ear jkhksjsa but it grew on me afterwards. i cried when i listened to icantfeelanything and unknown on 2 separate nights so maybe i’ll pick those 2 for my favourites… i rlly liked breathing too, but unknown kinda wiped my mind clean. how about u?? i’m not even talking about the performances because they’re *insane*. i just think jaemin would look nice leaning over someone on a table u know… 😞 i remember being so lost when i first saw him holding a sword like jaemin honey why do u have a sword in a song with fruits. then i saw him fighting the fruits and suddenly it all made sense 🙇 (can i just say i found the bubbling sound at the start of second verse so weird on the first listen, before it grew on me? it’s such a funny lil sound, it adds so much character to the song 🫶)

what u said abt jeno is so sweet i will simply cry till the end of time. “he’s very yes to me” such a valid assessment.

ajhdehjgajha ok well u see i don’t remember much about the day… just that i was living life and suddenly had renjun on the mind. specifically dom renjun staring someone down when they’re bratting, and i had a moment like oh, that’s a Thought. (i’m not even much of a brat, where did that come from?) coupled with dumbification 😅 n u’re right the purple looks so pretty on him!!!

all these renjun thoughts of urs ended all of MY thoughts ever. i am WEAK. please always keep getting carried away because i don’t know how to tell u how much i liked everything u said here omfg. (i might take another 100 words to express my feelings and that would be such a shame…) i think i recently stumbled across something to do with rope play (the past couple days have been tiring and i can’t remember much of anything) nd omgg i was gonna bring it up with u cus,, u know how they sometimes tie it in a way that there’s a knot right over,,, anyway 😵‍💫 so glad to see that u mentioned rope here because now i’m going to Think. hah, time to stop thinking.

panty stuffing is that one insane guilty pleasure that i never see enough of and i’m ALWAYS blindsided whenever it comes up anywhere. (is it cursed if i’m thinking of that with our precious kink because of which we started talking…? i promise i don’t have a one track mind 🫶)

gah, how many times do i tell u, U’RE THE SWEET ONE 😭🥺💞🥳 i’m glad u’ve been good 🥰 small font because i didn’t want to clog up ur (or anyone else’s) screen, let me know if u’d rather it stay big haha. i always talk too much but i don’t quite wish to stop 😔 (unless of course u ask me to 😂❤️) sending u another ask wait—

~🪄

OMG did u see the recording video for smoothie 😵‍💫😵‍💫 jaemin all up in my ear and i’m okay with it 🤭 all the songs are so good i can’t stop listening i have unknown and icantfeelanything on my heavy rotation playlist they’re TOO GOOD (chefs kiss) LMFAO jaemin needs to lean over you at the table just saying ¯\_(ツ)_/ jaemin is our fruity fighter protecting us all and making us get our vitamins

renjun + dumbification oh i am SO here for that,, that would change my mind real quick,,, i feel like he would be so good at that too like just fucking you into oblivion,, no thoughts head empty and he’s just taunting and teasing the entire time like “are you sure you can take it?” “you were begging for this earlier” 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

i think renjun is def tying ropes over ur cunt like sry he is ,,, i think he would tie it like idk how to explain this but two pieces on your cunt and then tie the ropes so your legs are spread,,, and he’d talk about how pretty the ropes look against your skin but he can’t wait to see the pattern afterwards 😵‍💫😵‍💫

i think panty stuffing should be the norm i don’t make the rules but i will enforce them 🤭🤭 ALSO AGREE

omg you changed the font size how do u even do that LOL i’m good either way and ALWAYS chat with me i love it 🤭🤭

[thedoodlersdomain]

Okay, so after losing motivation and falling out of the fandom for a bit (changes in hyperfixations + other personal stuff) I AM FINALLY BACK!! And to celebrate I am making a random headcanon(?) post.

→ So, now I present to you, fellow dndads enjoyer: Things that happened to me/that I did as a kid that I associate with Lark Oak-Garcia (+ A bit of Sparrow).

— Him and Sparrow would grab a duvet and wrap it around themselves to slide down the stairs from the top as fast as they could.

— Went through a phase of only sleeping in a sleeping bag for like a few months, which included: sleeping on the floor, under the bed, in the wardrobe, and once in the bathtub.

— Played on the trampoline but bounced so weirdly that he went straight through the protective netting surrounding it and smashed his head on the corner of a wooden bench.

— Ran a bath for himself but refused to open a window or add enough cold water that it was a relaxing temperature and so he accidentally ended up making himself overheat so much that when he got out of it he immediately passed out and threw up in the bathtub.

— Had wall crayons to keep him entertained in the bath as a kid

— Would run around the house and slide on the floors with socks as a kid. But the floor in the kitchen was wooden and there was a panel that was always too small and would shift back and forwards out of place right at the entrance so everytime he’d run into the kitchen he’d step on it and it would shoot forward and he’d just go crashing backwards to the floor and smack his head on the ground every single time.

— Ate playdoh because the salty taste was actually the best but did it so much his mum refused to by it and so he made a shitty microwave substitute.

— Snapped crayons and pencils when he got pissed off because it was the only non-violent way he could think of expressing that kinda anger as a young kid.

— Used to scribble drawings on the underside of the dinner table and eventually it was absolutely covered in squiggles.

— I know the Oak-Garcias are more of a sandle family but as a kid who grew up with crocs, Lark gives me immense croc vibes. Like he’d either wear crocs or just deadass go barefoot, no in between.

— Ran on rocky concrete with bare feet, stumbled and scraped his toe knuckles all up on it (that shit hurts so much).

— Clipped his ankles way too many times trying to do scooter tricks.

— Got really bad sleep paralysis a few times as a kid and hallucinated. It messed him up real bad and made him scared of the dark for a long time, even if he’d never admit it.

— Put a ZhuZhu pet on the top of his head, pressed the button on it’s back and just it just caught his hair all up in the wheels and had to be cut out.

— Loved: Ben 10, Power Rangers, Skylanders, Pokémon.

— Hates the taste of milk and refused to drink it.

— Ate an entire packet of orange flavoured vitamin gummies because they tasted nice. Same with fruit flavoured glucose tables.

— Made potions in the toilet and mud pies outside in the gutters with Sparrow while pretending to be wizards.

— Let kids in his primary school believe that he couldn’t feel pain and just learned to suppress and dull out any reactions to it when they would pinch him or twist his arms into weird positions to test it one time (which absolutely fucking hurt) because he was too stubborn and didn’t want to show pain so he could look cool.

— Steal things from the classrooms of teachers he hated purely out of spite because they were targeting him that lesson (has like 6 pairs of scissors, a bunch of dice, some pens, and a handful of counters.

— Loves scaring the shit out of people.

— Kept getting distracted and running away so had to be put on a leash.

— Accidentally dislocated a girls finger by passing a netball too hard and fast.

— Got a tennis ball stuck in a metal grate fence because he hit it too hard at it.

— Ate cat biscuits.

— Him and Sparrow would make parachutes out of string and bags and strap action men and dolls to them then throw them out of the window.

— The twins would also pretend to be spies and had several notebooks full of random rambling and notes about random conversations they overheard their parents talking about.

— They kept throwing reusable ice packs into the neighbours’ gardens because it was funny.

— Told a kid he knew to fuck off in year 2 (that’s like 6/7 years old for Americans)

— Kept throwing out bread to befriend pigeons and become their king.

— Physically cannot stop himself from swapping the first letters of two words. E.g saying ‘candle wax’ as “wandle cax”, or ‘leather boots’ as “beather loots”.

— Kicks in his sleep.

— Would put a bunch of pillows at the bottom of the stairs and slowly work their way up the stairs jumping onto the starting from the bottom, until they were fully launching themselves from the top of the stair case.

[theonlinevegan]

How long have you been vegan for? Nice page

Thank you,

I have been vegan since May 2015.

This year that will be for 8 years now.

Before going vegan I’ve been on and off vegetarian, having no answers to how I should live or eat. I remember still eating fish, as a teenager, because my family was concerned about my nutrients, I never liked the taste and texture of meat anyway. I didn’t want to know what animal the meat came from, I couldn’t chew knowing someone had died for this. Something psychologically in me knew already this was wrong. Adults like doctors and parents were indoctrinated to believe meat was necessary for optimal human health. And at that time the internet was not the same as today. We didn’t have much knowledge spread as much as now. When someone at school told me: still eating fish does not make you a vegetarian, I knew she was right. So I stopped eating all animals right away. I cared about animals and I wanted to label myself a vegetarian. Something felt wrong about being untrue or hypocrite. I never hated people for telling me the truth. I don’t understand people who do that, unfortunately are the most common. Years later, at the age of 24 I met a vegan guy who cooked a plant-based dinner for me and I asked him a few questions about honey and I realized I knew nothing about food, I didn’t know how it’s made and I should really look into this. I admired him for his conviction and I also spoke about him to my few friends and they were immediately biased and told me he was weird. He has no idea I would be vegan shorty after meeting him. Those friends also left me shorty after. One night I watched a speech video form Gary Yourofsky. ‘The best speech you’ll ever hear’ on YouTube. And that really was the breakthrough for me. Unlike other reducetarians, I cut off everything immediately in one night. I knew I needed to know my vitamins, my nutrients and really stay away from all animal protein. It’s only been hard at first to be vegan around social situations. Every time I went out, I had to take nuts and fruits with me, because vegan options were almost non-existing at that time. I made it work, because I knew this was good for me, for the animals, for the environment, for everyone. And right when I stopped eating anything containing milk or eggs, I immediately felt more energized and even lost a few pounds (being overweight that was ok). I felt good and I looked good and I told people it was because I went vegan. I’m not vegan for health reasons, but I am disgusted by anything non-vegan now. I wouldn’t eat anything that isn’t vegan for any money of the world. It feels very filthy to put the product of misery and death into my body. I can’t even touch wool or smell leather without feeling sick to my stomach. I know what goes into that. I’ve seen documentaries like ‘earthlings’ and dominion’. You don’t have to, if that’s too horrific for you, but ask yourself this: if it’s not good for my eyes, why would it be good for my stomach? Staying away from violence has made me a peace seeker. I eliminate what cultivates violence and I speak up against injustice. Although I’m not a tough-looking person, I don’t scream out loud that meat is murder, but I find my own ways to make it clear that this is wrong.

I’m glad people enjoy my blog. I had no idea I would gain so many followers. I really made this blog for my own collection of memes and information about veganism. I used to put these on my personal Facebook but I quickly ran out of friends who cared and family started to get annoyed by the many graphic content or the many requests to go vegan now. So I didn’t want to throw away everything I accumulated. I wanted to have a place to find quickly a meme to respond. By the search bar in this blog, it is possible to took up ‘meat’ or ‘eggs’ or ‘bacon’ or ‘canines’ or ‘plant feel pain’ as a respond to a non-vegan harassing you with vegan questions. I needed a place to have these memes ready. And because I’ve be been managing this blog on my own, it hasn’t been consistent with posting, but I almost never post something twice. Because I know exactly what I’ve already seen and what I’ve already shared here. I don’t want to shove veganism in everyone’s face. Unlike what it seems in this blog, in real life, people don’t even know I’m vegan until we eat together.

[vio1315]

Oh right 

I keep meaning to do a life update

Because long time followers remember when I posted a lot of personal struggles on here and I like never follow up on that stuff

And have since stopped posting personal stories as often whoops

Honestly I don’t remember everything I left as a loose thread that could be ‘is she okay’ so basically:

>Yes I am okay

>Most the stuff I was having trouble with happened like 5+ years ago now

>I am still pretty shut in, but I have a good job and I do go out once a week technically

>Much more mentally stable, I don’t really get the sort of empty feelings I used to anymore

>Every day I am unsure if I am like 🤖 to other people, or if I live normally. But I have unworked a lot of the emotional repression stuff I was doing subconsciously, and have gained a capacity for the ‘feeling of love’ (since love isn’t really a feeling, but you know the feeling I mean). Idk if I never experienced it before, but if I did it was Extremely rare compared to now. I certainly had devotion, but idk

It’s like ‘oh my prayers were answered on this topic again :0 ‘

I think I am pretty content generally, but I still don’t have happy feelings or fun feelings that often on my own, but this is super normal for me and doesn’t bother me the way the ‘void feelings’ did. It just vibing

>I did get a few extra sensory issues, probably from being shut in, but nothing that makes it any harder to go out. I should go out more still, but not many ideas of where to go for now

>I lost touch with the rest of my rl friends more or less (ﾟ⊿ﾟ) I went through a big thing of making myself not burn bridges and then like 4 months later they stopped contacting me anyways. I haven’t really felt any issue about it so have been leaving it be, but I guess I’ll crack that case back open if it ever starts to feel like a big thing that needs to be done

>My family is doing pretty well : ) 

>Story stuuffffff. I went through about a year of work to make my to do list better, so now I can focus on writing, sort of. And hopefully I can finish my script for TTF in good time now after the Big Delay of relaying the foundation and needing to get life in order. It will take a Long time because I insist on doing all 10 arcs before starting to draw it, so like... I still am mostly gonna be quiet on the topic for awhile

>Life plans? Nope, never. I still live very in the present, so I will just continue my job till I get fired probably and try my best to keep using my free time well. Or start

>Nobody wonders about this but I swear to you, vitamins/supplements make me sick every time I take them. Like literally sick. Like with germs and things. How????? How???? They had nothing in common between the three diff supplements, but each time I started I would get sick for like 2 weeks or a month ??? But I will keep trying to see if this is actually happening because ??? How ????

>Oh yeah, I am trying to get my health better and actually gained much weight 🥳 maybe someday exercise too, but I wanna tighten daily schedule first

>I am looking at some other mental disorders where I think ‘do I have that???’ But just for the sake of communication. I still don’t really need medication to manage the strange stuff. Coping mechanisms generally work pretty good for me, and learning to weed out bad ones and so on. I haven’t felt ANXIOUS in a bit now, and idk maybe not as often. I know I was like a year or two ago, but it goes down every year overall.

Lots of things that used to make me anxious just don’t so much anymore

That’s everything I can really think of right now

Life is basically good overall for me. 

Health is good for me, though I still need to work on actually doing things to be good to my body.

Socializing is pretty good in the forms I do it, but I still need to go out more to prevent my brain from getting weird about ‘sounds and feelings I can’t control’ and all

Fam : ) 

Everything is chill actually. I basically vent here less now just because I have more opportunity to vent directly to people when there’s a need to wjdnejd but I don’t think anything major comes up that often

But also my emotional memory is really low hwjdnwjd like I know for a fact a year or two ago there was a month where I was super unwell and stressed, but legit idk what that felt like, I just know it happened

So maybe the frequency Could be similar, but I wouldn’t know it 🤔 but certainly less major events happen, and that’s good with me

Just an update cuz I realize it’s easy to vent and all, but when things resolve, it’s less interesting to talk about, so you leave people hanging unintentionally, since posting directly on here barely feels like talking to anyone anyways, super easy to let that go

I am not a private person honestly, so hope this doesn’t seem weird to anyone widjsjdn

[nathank77]

8/31/24

2:18 p.m

Funny enough the muscular twitching has decreased significantly since having eggs and then having a chicken.... both rich in b vitamins which my Dr thinks a lack of b vitamins might be the cause of it...

I didn't eat chicken for 2 weeks.... and that's when I started metopolol. And when all the muscle stuff started........ after I had eggs I still had the eyebrow twitch occasionally. Like once or twice. After the chicken the following two days I've only had pulsating muscular twitching in my leg once.

I'm still waiting on blood results. I curse myself for eating eggs before the test I didn't realize how rich in b vitamins they were.... I'm def going to bring this up to my Dr. Nonethless my b9 was still much lower than normal range.

Of course I'm worried I'll start twitching again. I think I stopped the statin July. 10th, 2024..... so it hasn't even been two months. I do find it suspect that metopolol caused so many twitches when I had used it for so long mixed in with all the same medications except white mulberries, coq10 and cbd. I mean b12 is a vitamin naturally in your body. I was using Hydroxyzine but not regularly....

Anyways I upped my white mulberries to 4000mg today. It's been approximately 1 month since going to 3000mg.

I have all kinds of anxiety about raising them but I'm thinking about going to 5000mg bc it's cheaper and there are 5000mg pills.... I could get 180 days worth for 20$ and not shallow atm 8 horse pills.

I've been swallowing 6 horse pills a day for a month. They are huge.

Now that I ate and took my pills I'm considering going to the ER but idk. It's late. It could fuck with my circadian rhythm. If they keep me past 9 p.m. I might go tomorrow.

I have a weird feeling in my head right now on my right side and back. I think it's tactile. I took the 4000mg at 2:13 p.m I highly doubt they'll have had an impact in 10 minutes. Anxiety is tactiles hallucinations playtime.

I never know if my sensations are real.

I wanted to go to the er around 12 so I'd be home by 8 the latest. I might put it off. I'm considering all options. I want to game and relax.

Am I still symptomatic? I mean yea a little. I'm drinking a lot of water. And the pain isn't severe. Idk I might go.

I don't want to deal with lecturing providers about my genitalia. Its really fucking dehumanizing.

[timeoverload]

I guess today was ok but it was busier than yesterday. Nothing significant happened and it was pretty boring. I forgot to set alarms last night so I only had 10 minutes to wake up before I had to get ready this morning. I think that threw off my entire day and I felt weird. I still feel weird and I don't know what to do about it. I'm not sure what my problem is but I feel like something is off but I don't know what it is.

I am feeling very frustrated about my diet. I feel like my body keeps telling me I need to eat better and I'm getting a little concerned about it. I don't know how to change that on my own. I need to start cooking again but it has been a long time. The last time I tried to cook an actual meal was when I lived in the apartment. I'm definitely not a great cook but I can usually follow a recipe without any issues. I try to buy fruits and veggies but a lot of the time they go bad before I get to eat them. I have been eating more but it's mostly junk. I made sure to eat breakfast and lunch today even though the food wasn't very good. I need to stop buying food there every day because it makes me feel gross every time I eat it. They have a salad bar at lunch but it made me sick once so I have been afraid to get that since then. I know my blood work was normal for the most part but I don't feel right. I've been getting lots of weird bruises but I am pretty clumsy so maybe it's from that. I will admit that I haven't been very good about taking my vitamins, probiotics, and my cranberry supplement either so I need to start doing that again. I don't drink enough water during the week when I'm working because I'm not allowed to have any water or food in the department and I don't always have time to stop when I'm thirsty. I'm sure I would have more energy if I ate more healthy things and drank more water. I hope that I will get back on track eventually.

The eye doctor's office finally called to tell me that my third pair of glasses are ready. It has been almost 2 months. I'm not very happy with them so I don't think I will be going back there after I pick those up. When I sent them an email, I waited days for them to call me but they never did so I called them again and had to leave a message on their answering machine. I was very polite every time I had to contact them. The manager finally reached out to me like a week later and wanted me to call her to discuss the concerns I shared in my email. I'm not going to do that and I don't have time during the week to talk to someone on the phone as it is. I also don't want to do that if they are going to take that long to get back to me. I shouldn't have had to contact them so many times. It's not worth my time to complain because they obviously do not care. The lady that called me this morning to tell me that my glasses were ready wasn't very friendly either. I suppose I should start looking around for a new place to go.

I'm also going to run out of medication soon and I don't know if I will be able to refill it until next month so that doesn't help me. I am having a hard time getting around without it. I tried to avoid taking it this morning but I gave up around 10am because I started feeling really bad. I just need to get through 2 more days.

I'm not sure if I am going to be able to take the 28th off so I might have to reschedule. I'm going to try to avoid doing that if possible. I didn't think you worked Wednesdays but maybe I'm wrong. I'm sure things change all the time.

I wish I could shut my brain off. I guess I should try to relax now. I'm going to make myself some food and get ready for bed. Hopefully tomorrow isn't too crazy.

I hope everyone else has a good day tomorrow too!!! Thank you for sending me cat pictures. They made me smile. :) 💖💖💖

[mariavlc82]

weirdly specific and unrelated asks to know someone well

I didn't get any questions when I posted this ask-game so I've decided to answer all the questions just because I want to

chipotle order? There's no Chipotle where I live.

thoughts on veganism? You do what you think is best, check your vitamin B12 levels, don't impose your veganism on others.

a specific color that gives you the ick? None that I can think of.

mythical creature you think/believe is real? None

favorite form of potato? Patatas bravas.

do you use a watch? If I leave the house without a watch I feel naked.

what animal do you look forward to seeing when you visit an aquarium? Jellyfish

do you change into specific clothes for the house when you get home? Yep, pjs.

do you have a skincare routine (and how many steps is it)? LOL, no.

on a plane, do you ask for apple or orange juice? Water.

anything from your childhood you’ve held on to? Some toys and books.

brand of haircare/bodycare/skincare that you trust 100%? Isdin.

first thing you’re doing in the purge? Stealing all the chocolate

do you think you’re dehydrated? Not right now, but sometimes.

rank the methods of death: freezing, burning, drowning Worst drowning, then burning (with any luck you'll die intoxicated before burning), best freezing.

thoughts on mint chocolate chip? Evil

an anxious compulsion you do everyday? I pick my lips

your boba/tea order? I don't like tea.

the veggie you dislike the most? Cauliflower

favorite disney princess movie? I don't know... does Aladdin count as a disney princess movie? if not, Brave.

a number that weirds you out? None.

do you have an emotional support water bottle? I didn't know that was a thing.

do you wear jewelry? Earrings (small loops).

which do you find yourself using, american or british english? An English teacher once told me I use British english with a little bit of an American accent. Which means my English is awful, I guess.

would you say you have good taste in music? No.

how’s your spice tolerance? I am Spanish, so extremely low. We find black pepper spicy.

what’s your favorite or go-to outfit? Jeans, boots and a jumper.

last meal on earth? My mom's fideuà.

preferred pasta noodle? Penne

ask me anything !

[crazybigredlove]

18th October 2013 

Dear Pete, 

In a completely unexpected turn in events, bumped into The Czech while out at lunch today with Jamie. Lunch together several times a week has become a regular part of our routine since the drama started with Ryan, bumping into The Czech is not. 

It was too nice a day to be cramped up inside so we'd each packed a lunch and taken it to the park. After enjoying the vitamin D for an hour we started heading back, ready to tackle whatever dramas work threw at us, but completely unprepared to walk headfirst into The Czech. And I do mean that literally. We rounded the corner and bang! Collision. It's somewhat becoming a theme in my life. He looked a little shocked , but it was quickly replaced with sheepishness. It was the first time we'd seen each other since those text messages. Though my cheeks flushed red and burned hot, I still managed to hold his gaze and let him see that I have done nothing to be ashamed of. He shifted nervously for a bit and then just kind of bolted. Jamie and I watched as he ran away, neither of us at all inclined to follow him. Eventually she took my elbow and guided me back in the direction of the office. 

"That was weird, right? It's not just me?" "That was very weird, but he's probably just embarrassed about it all." "It's so strange seeing him in daylight. And in the real world. Usually I only hear from him after the sun goes down and we grab dinner. Up till now I'd been open to the idea that he might be a vampire." 

"Don't let him get to you, Liv. If he wants to be a loser, let him. You're better than boys playing games." I nodded, choosing to believe what she said. "Yeah, I am." 

From behind me a voice called my name and instinctively I stopped, feeling the immediate tremble in my fingers that too much adrenaline tends to produce. Turning around, we stood only several steps away from each other. 

"I'm really sorry, Liv. For what happened. It was just meant to be a joke." His face and voice appeared earnest, but then I am nothing if not the queen of misreading those things. As the silence grew Jamie nudged me. 

"I know. It's okay," I said, not particularly feeling a word of it. Smiled at him as a consolation. Turning away, I wanted to keep walking but his hand was on my arm. Our eyes locked and I struggled to read the situation. 

"Maybe we could catch-up for dinner again soon?" 

There were many things I wanted to say; lists and lists of things it would be easy to bring up. All those nasty remarks to put him back in his place and teach him that he can't treat women with such lack of respect and expect them to come back. That he needed to work out what his interest in me was. That it would take more than an apology for me to forgive and forget the humiliation I'd felt at those messages. That I was more than a little resentful of the fact that he hadn't found me fit to fall in love with. My cheeks burned as I replayed it in my head again. Instead of saying those things I kept smiling, fully aware that Jamie's concerned face was staring intently at my own. 

"No thanks. I think we had our chance; best of luck with everything though". 

With that, I linked my arm through Jamie's and turned away. She said nothing from her much taller height, but kept her eyes forward and shoulders back as we determinedly marched away from my past. 

It was several blocks before she spoke. "Are you okay?" "I have to be, don't I? Crying never got anyone anywhere." 

"He was always my pick. I thought he'd get it together at some point and you guys would work it out." "What? Will?" I was surprised enough to stop in the middle of the path. 

"Yes, Will." Jamie shrugged. "I always thought you two were a good fit. You have so much in common and he always seemed to get you. That's hard to come by. I always thought it was only a matter of time before you'd both realise it and get it together. Maybe he wasn't who I thought he was." A wry smile formed on my lips. "They never are though, are they?" "Oh! Did you call him by his real name?" "Yeah I think I momentarily grew-up. Ugh! It's awful. Quick! Undo it." "I don't think it happens quite that instantaneously, Liv," Jamie teased. "You know, you don't have to write him off too." "What do you mean?" "Well, if it were to turn out in a day or two that you realised it was Big Red you were actually angry with, I think you could try to apologise to Will and he'd understand." "Why are you guys all on his team? It's not like that with us. It's simple. Uncomplicated. We're friends. Nothing more." "Okay," she said knowingly, but I let it slide past unchallenged. My head was already swimming enough trying hopelessly to make sense of it all. 

We walked the rest of the way in silence, which is also how my phone has been all day. Silence. Dead air is the new soundtrack to my life. 

Liv x 

[emmythespacecowgirl]

hi sweets! can i get a ship with one of the pacific dudes?

i'm 5'5 and very thin with long blonde hair that's very straight. i have big blue eyes. i think my lips are my best feature. i have to wear glasses because i'm near sighted. i have an iron deficiency so i have to take lots of vitamins for that. i was always massively underweight as a kid and am still underweight now.

i'm getting my phd in psychology. the kind of psych work that i do is a blend of engineering and psych so that it's more about usability of tools. i realy like psychology and learning about the human mind. i'm kind of like a sponge in that i love learning weird obscure facts. i also like video games. my favorite right now is cupheads. i play because i like to socialize with friends that way. i also like reading and im part of a book club right now. i tend to stress bake a lot of stuff and can be very creative in the kitchen.

i'm very intelligent and book smart and i'm a great host to others. my friends say that i am kind and considerate and thoughtful. i feel like i'm introverted, but i'm also great with people, which makes me a great host to others. i always bake and decorate my apartment when i have friends over. last time i checked, i am a gryffindor? and for mbti i am an infj 2w3.

i was raised catholic but i would say that i'm probably agnostic now. i tend to get along best with other people who are kind and passionate but like not in an obnoxious way. i don't like it when people have strong viewpoints and then try to cram it in other peoples' faces. i also want someone who i can have a conversation with. i have anxiety so i feel sort of uncomfortable when im not getting a verbal response from someone else. i want to travel the world some day, so i don't really see myself settling in any place for too long. i'm not in a rush to go get a pet or have kids right away.

thanks for doing these xox

you can most absolutely get a ship!! this came at the perfect time, too because i just finished exam week <3

i ship you with:

Ack Ack Haldane from The Pacific!

ship theme song: ready now - dodie

ok but hear me out

y'all make the sweetest most considerate couple ever

you have so many friends

and they all come to the two of you for advice

ack ack is a tall boi

so he loves that you're the perfect height for him to rest his chin on the top of your head

while he wraps his arms around you <3

and your lips <333

this man could kiss you for hours

your lips are all soft and pillowy

sometimes he runs his finger across your cupid's bow while you're asleep

you used to be so anxious wearing your glasses around andy on the first couple dates

but since he's the king of emotional intelligence

he's able to calmly and expertly reassure you that whether you wear glasses or not does not affect how he sees you in the slightest

ack ack devices a fridge calendar

so that when you come down stairs in the morning

you know exactly which vitamins to take and when

and he usually brings back ups in his shirt pocket for you

just in case you forget to take them!

very much The Mom and Dad couple

ack ack is very easy to have conversations with

and he considers your viewpoint above all others

if you tell him that you're just not ready to start a family yet

he's totally fine with that

he wants you to be comfortable and happy first of all

he doesn't mind waiting :)

he knows that you're smart as a whip

and tells everyone about this fact

Hillbilly knows

Ack Ack's parents know

his friends from college know

every knows that Andy's girlfriend is The Smartest

he loves seeing you tirelessly working at your desk

sometimes he'll be brewing some coffee

and peak over your shoulder at your notes

"the hippo wahhhh?"

the best at sneaking a peck on your cheek while you're working

you both loves entertaining people

and frequently have movie or gaming nights

you bake soooo many yummy treats

and Andy makes some comfort dish that his mom showed him how to make

always a total success!

i feel like Ack Ack would be the extroverted version of you

and definitely gryffindor energy :)

Andy's family isn't particularly religious

but he wants to hear about your diverse upbringing

and why you aren't religious per se

but he never forces you to adhere to any one particular mindset

he's very respectful of everyone's views

like you, Andy is not a fan of obnoxious people

he's not afraid to firmly stand his ground if someone is being an ass to either of you

if your anxiety is particularly bad one day

Ack Ack is there for you and is a listening ear

he'll hold you as you both sit on the couch wrapped up in a blanket together

or he'll take you on a scenic nature walk to clear your head

if/when you both decide to start a family, y'all would have the cutest little blonde kids <3

Andy would make the sweetest and most caring dad

taking the kids to baseball games

or catching fireflies together in the backyard

literally the BEST dad

Ack Ack hasn't done too much travelling yet, but if it's with you, he'd be very eager to do so