#i have had! so much caffeine and i am having more now . also some tea. later i think i might get some matcha [erhaps or something along t

[t4tstarvingdog]

music making me insane in the head when i am already insane in the head due to school. making me more insane and yet it also cancels out so i might avctualyl survive this

[sleepymccoy]

I have some general anxiety about going to supermarkets aimed at specific cultures because the intended clientele is not lil white me and the staff often don't speak english and I feel inappropriate. But not once has this been true, and I've always enjoyed my visit. Anyway, that's a preface so you can appreciate how brave I am

My colleague recently made me lahpet which is a Burmese salad including pickled tea leaves, dried beans mix, and tomatoes. I loved it and wanted more. I live in a densely Chinese area and thought one of the many supermarkets might have something Burmese, so I brought the empty jar to every store.

Many don't speak english, but that's fine. I had a jar! All interactions basically went like this;

None of them knew Burmese so couldn't even tell me if they had something similar

I gave up and bought it online. Also had a hard time with that cos they don't deliver to apartments (got the vibe that it's just the shop owners son doing deliveries and he couldn't be fucked going upstairs. Valid). But I persevered and got three jars! And the dried beans mix I needed. Way too many dried beans, I totally misjudged the size of the bag being sold

I used one to show my friends this salad. They didn't go as insane over it as I did. I gave another jar to my dad who did go appropriately insane. He said he liked it, then five min later interrupted to say he really liked it, then after dinner spent time with me going through the ingredients and trying to figure out if he can pickle tea leaves himself. Booyah.

Regardless, this left me with one jar which I swiftly finished. So I'm on the hunt again and the online store stresses me out now cos they don't like apartments

I found a Burmese supermarket a few suburbs away and a twenty min walk from the station. Fucking worth it, it's added two hours to my commute home but I want these jars so much. I enjoyed the stroll. It rained a bit, so I saw a couple rainbows

In the store I was, again, immediately stressed. I went down an aisle and back again and found nothing. I found other pickled things! But not my tea leaves! I did not want this trip to be in vain, it was long and I had a shit day at work. I was really only doing it today cos the days a write off as a bad day so I may as well run an annoying errand

Anyway I pulled up the website and showed the lady at the counter a photo of the jar and she pointed me to them immediately. I returned like fifteen seconds later with four jars and she was already on a phone call with someone. I love workers rights. You're awesome, lady.

So I say four and hold four fingers up and pass her one jar. She scans and sets the price right. She then interrupts whoever's talking on the phone to ask me, "How you know this?"

So I quickly explained that my colleague made me the salad and I loved it. She pointed back at the aisle and said, "the beans, you need beans." So I was like "I have so many beans, I bought too many, I just need the pickled leaves." And she was already waving her hand at me in disinterest so I stopped talking and paid lol.

It was a long haul home. I passed and remember to take a photo of my favourite art installation, the tower of coffee cups in a pole.

There's no starbucks in my suburb so one of these at least has taken a long trip to get here. So did I today, my feet are sore

Anyway, I have four jars of miraculous pickled tea leaves. If you can figure out how to buy these ingredients I recommend it to serve alongside very fatty meals like lasagne or sausage cos it cuts through nicely. I also take a serving to work every day because the tea leaves are caffeinated so I'm skipping the second coffee

I love lahpet

[diagonal-queen]

hello can i request dazai, kunikida, and fyodor with an insomniac s/o who's really tired after a busy day but can't seem to fall asleep no matter what and gets frustrated bc of it

"Can't sleep?"

♡ pairing: Dazai Osamu, Doppo Kunikida, Fyodor Dostoyevsky x gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: How do they help their S/O with insomnia get to sleep?

♡ cw: Reader is an insomniac (I genuinely don't know how that would manifest itself as a trigger but hey! I'm just one person in a sheltered world. Stay safe everyone <3), probably super inaccurate because I myself am not an insomniac and don't really know everything about it, Dazai horny, mentions of taking medication, mentions of alcohol, swearing

note: I feel like garbage cus my writing takes forever and I feel like I'm letting y'all down for taking so long with reqs, but I don't know what to do to fix itttttttt. Apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

Dazai:

Well reader. You're lucky you cuffed yourself a night owl

He'll help you calm down from your frustration and tell you that it's fully normal. Everyone has trouble falling asleep, and you just haven't figured out an effective routine yet. He doesn't really know what he's talking about but if it makes you feel better then meh

His first suggestion would probably be sex, to tire you out. Even better if you go for multiple rounds just to be sure~

Yeah right Dazai, like anyone's gonna wanna fuck every single work night (besides him lmao). Safe to say, the idea is thrown out pretty quickly

He'll throw some similar ideas around (not necessarily sexual but certainly 'if they're tired out then they'll fall asleep faster') but those are all just temporary solutions, so he gives up quickly. What else did you expect from him?

He might also suggest drinking yourself to sleep since alcohol is a depressant and makes you tired. You have to remind him that excessive drinking is actually not good for you and should NOT be used as a substitute for sleep meds

He reckons that it's best for you two to let sleep overtake you naturally, and so you may as well just stay up for now.

From then on Dazai treats every single night like a sleepover. He'll wanna watch movies, eat snacks, and talk all night even if it's a work night and you absolutely shouldn't do that

If you want, he's happy to do something more chill like cuddling while sharing a pair of earphones playing mellow music

Whatever it is that the pair of you decide to do, he'll likely find that it helps him just as much, maybe even more, than it helps you. And he's grateful for that

Kunikida:

I feel like Kunikida also has at least mild insomnia, so he knows just how you feel and is right there to help you out

He's got it all ready. Fans/blankets to balance out the room's temperature, a warm drink (milk, tea, whatever you prefer), basically all the stuff Google would suggest

He would do all of that stuff alongside you even if he's already tired enough to fall asleep on his own because he understands the struggle. He doesn't give up until you're asleep and honestly get you a man who would also do that

He also discourages you from things like caffeine before bed or napping during the day to help you get more sleep at night

He'd make a whole new bedtime routine for the two of you and adjust it based on what works, it'd be like a whole thing that he takes super seriously

He'd suggest reading before bed and recommend/lend you books that he likes, and also read to you if you really pleaded for it. He really enjoys reading and he would be thrilled if the pair of you had a little thing you did together <3

If they don't give any side effects/react poorly with any meds you may already take then he would also give you some of his sleeping pills (because let's be real he's fully stocked with them. this man)

Kunikida would let you cuddle him in your sleep whether or not he likes it or it makes him sweat, because let's face it you need the sleep and he needs the physical touch. It's basically a win-win

He gives you permission to wake him up if you can't sleep and need his help, or if you want company in your waking time.

He honestly does whatever it takes to help you because he cares so much about you. Perfect man fr

Fyodor:

Bold of you to assume that Fyodor sleeps. Like ever. He's too busy being evil or something

When he learns that you're an insomniac he's fully willing to let you stay up late with him while he's working if you're in need of company. He doesn't care whether you're just on your phone or reading a book or whatever

If you ask him he'll also let you sit in his lap and cuddle him (as long as you don't bother him- if you do he's sending you right to bed)

Fyodor knows that calming music is a good way to help people sleep, so if you're down he'd be willing to play something mellow and soft on his cello for you

He probably wouldn't admit it but he kinda likes that you find it hard to get to sleep since it gives him an excuse to spend more time with you

But if you really do wanna get to bed then he'll have some tea made for you and he'll read to you. His voice is very relaxing and nice to fall asleep to and he kinda knows it (he's smug about it too because he's a bastard)

If you find that you actually sleep better in his presence then he's more than happy to move a couch into his office and let you sleep there.

He's also happy to forfeit (SOME) work so he can come to bed earlier and help you sleep. And he's also happy to cuddle you because you're warm

Fyodor will basically just help you get to sleep with methods that he uses to get himself to sleep because it's the only way he knows how. Even if it doesn't work please give him credit for trying because he really is trying super hard T-T

taglist~ ♡ @gettinshiggywithit, @fyodorhatr, @flower-of-darkness, @bejeweledgirl, @kokoenjiandco

[gojos-thot-patrol]

nanami kento, hope, “is it mine?” 💛💛💛

fun fact Nonnie, this was actually the phrase to activate my domestic fluff sleeper agent, so congratulations on finding that!

Now Presenting...

Starring: soon to be father Nanami Kento

Your heart was racing far faster than you had ever given it permission to. Honestly. When you first invited him over, you expected Nanami to brush you off. Laugh in your face and tell you to get lost. Honestly, you wouldn’t have blamed him. You were the one that left him high and dry, telling him out of nowhere that you had gotten a job in the states and you were going to take it. That you loved him so much, but you worked hard for your career and you knew he couldn’t leave Tokyo. 

He was devastated, but he didn’t try to stop you. He understood you had to do what was going to make you happy, even if that meant leaving him behind. And you really thought you were going to be happy! America may have sucked, but it was the first home you had ever known, and you excelled at your job! Things couldn’t have been better! In theory. While you should have been on top of the world, the bitter taste of losing your lover stuck to your lips. It made it impossible to move on. Still, you were determined to make your new life work.

Then everything changed.

You were lost in your thoughts when Nanami knocked on Satoru’s apartment door, sending you scrambling to open it. You were thankful Gojo agreed to vacate for a bit so you could have this talk. “Coming! I’m coming!” You called, before basically throwing the door open, startling Nanami a bit.

“Hi Nanami!” You smiled, catching your breath.

“Hey Y/n,” He said, eyes full of concern. “You ok?”

“Yea, yea, I’m ok!” You said, moving out of the way of the door and gesturing him inside. “Why wouldn’t I be?” He took one more good look at you before walking inside.

“You called me at 3 am on a plane to Tokyo, after only being in America for 2 months, saying you made a horrific mistake and that you needed me.” That was a week ago. Nanami was away on business when you called him, leading you to crashing in Gojos spare room while Nanami chased his own tail in Africa, praying to whatever deity that would listen that you would be okay until he could get to you.

“Oh, yea..” You muttered, rubbing the back of your neck, “Sorry about that..I was kinda having a moment. Fun fact I called you like, while standing in line to board.” You laughed. And buying your ticket the same day. It was very frantic.

“Y/n, whats going on?” Nanami asked, worry dripping from his soft voice as he took a step to you. He wanted to pull you into his arms, hold you close and assure you it would be okay. But, he wasn’t sure if that was very appropriate anymore. 

“I, um..” You tried to say it, you really did, “Want some coffee?” You smiled nervously.

“Sure?” Nanami more asked than said. You nodded and went to the kitchen while he sat on the couch. You came back with a cup of coffee for him and tea for you. He raised an eyebrow at it.

“When did you start preferring tea?” He asked. 

“Oh, I can’t really have a lot of caffeine anymore.” You muttered, taking a sip, “Health reasons.”

“Is that why you left?” He asked, resting his hand on your knee. You felt the tension start to melt from you at his small touch. You let go of the nervous breath in your chest and nodded, placing your hand on his,

“Yea, kinda.” You nodded, “I uh…I started getting sick, all the time in the morning, which sucked because I was also constantly hungry,” You laughed a bit at the cruelty of that, “I got headaches all the time and I was so like, moody? I guess? And then I started feeling tired a lot and my sense of smell got crazy good-”

“That sounds like..” Nanami started very gently, feeling his body tense with the apprehension. 

“Yea, uh, actually” You muttered before running quickly to the kitchen and running back. Gojo insisted on keeping the picture of the fridge. “Thats because it is.” you handed the photo to Nanami.

Kento stared at the ultrasound in his hand for what felt like impossibly long. Trying to process the reality of the small, fuzzy gray jellybean, swimming in a black sea. It almost looked like an alien, or an alien jellybean, and it was hard to believe something so small had the potential to be so life changing. His heart felt impossibly full as he imagined his life with this little smudge involved. He imagined the small moments, helping them with homework or showing them Mario Kart for the first time. Reading them to sleep and taking them to school, slowly discovering who they were and what kind of person they’d be. It was overwhelming. 

“Kento,” You whispered, wiping a tear from his eye. You were wreaked with the thought that they were tears of despair. Your gentle movement ripped him out his his day dreaming, and away from the ultrasound to look into your eyes. He held your hand to his cheek, and any thought that the tears were negative evaporated from your mind, like a drop of sweat onto a Texas sidewalk in the summer. There wasn’t a hint of sadness in his soft eyes, instead all they held was love and adoration. Hope overflowing out of him in the form of tears. 

“Is it mine?” He asked. It’s not that he doubted you, he just needed to hear it. The two of you had been apart for two months, but that didn’t take him out of the running to be the dad. It had to be him, he knew it was him. He knew his baby when he saw them. You smiled gently and nodded.

“You’re the only person I’ve been with in years Kento, if it’s not yours, its Jesus's,” You laughed. Nanami grappled you in what was possibly the most gentle tackle ever, hiding his face in the crook of your neck as he pulled you into his lap. You hugged him back as you giggled, , kissing the side of his head as you melted into his embrace. You hadn’t felt this safe and loved since you left, and you realized america was not worth giving up this. You had no idea what you were thinking, leaving the love of your life for a place that didn’t even have free healthcare. It was almost like you did it for plot reasons, it was crazy!

Nanami pulled away, and almost pulled you into a kiss before stopping himself. He needed to remember, he couldn’t really assume anything in this situation. “Whats the plan, darling?” He asked, looking up at you from the place you sat in his lap.

“What do you mean?” You asked.

“Well, what are we going to do? We don’t-have to be together to raise a child…” It felt like pulling his fingernails out of the beds to say it, but Kento believed in a womans right to her body and her future first and foremost. Whatever you wanted to happen would happen, without question or push back. Though, the soft spot in his heart hoped he already knew the answers to his questions. Why else would you tell him? Why else would you come back?

“Oh, shut up,” You laughed, shaking your head, “I want to start a life with you Kento, I want to start a family. If you’ll have me that i-” You didn’t have time to fully finish your sentence before Nanami's hands were on the sides of your head pulling you into an impassioned kissed. Honeyed warmth filled your chest and butterflies filled your stomach. You pulled each other impossibly closer, kissing each other like it was the last meaningful thing the two of you would ever do.

“I love you.” Nanami gasped as he pressed his forehead to yours.

“I love you too.” You whispered, placing a soft hand on his cheek. A knock interrupted the moment, startling both you and Nanami out of the bliss of your reunion.

“Can I come in? Is it safe?” Satoru called from the other side of his own door, making you erupt into a fit of giggles. 

“Yea, come on in Satoru!” You called. He ducked into the living room, and broke into a wide grin when he saw you sat side saddle on Kentos lap.

“You two seem close!” Said captain obvious, “So you guys are back together, right?!” You shared a look with Nanami, and then a smile and a nod.

“Yea, I think it’s safe to say that.” Nanami grinned. 

“I think so too.” You confirmed. 

“Yes!” Satoru cheered, raising up his hands in celebration. “Love wins yet again!” Look, he may have thought that love was the worst possible curse for him. That doesn’t mean he couldn't tell when his friends were genuinely happy. The two of you laughed with your friend before turning back to each other. Nanami pressed a loving kiss to your cheek.

“I’m so glad you’re back.” He smiled.

“I am too.”

[mewkwota]

Goo'morning I got a tag from @emeraldthelynx, thankyu very much!

I wasn't sure if it was necessary to add-on to the previous thread but to avoid mobile users from being overwhelmed by an oncoming Text Train I'll make mine a separate post.

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Favorite Color: Cake Yellow. I find the bread parts of a cake to be the very appealing.

Last Song: I just came across this song, it's "Toki no Kakera" from Dream C Club. The instrumental immediately caught my ears, so now it's going into my "things I listen to while I drive playlist". :D

Currently Reading: I haven't been reading much. ( . _.);

Currently Watching: Vinesauce is constantly infused into my veins. I also like to watch the occasional spooky thing like NightMind I guess.

Currently Craving: Onigiri. It's a long story. On my last day in Japan I wanted to take one last stop at a konbini, but we were rushed to our departure (even though it turns out we were very early). But our gate was so far from the shops I didn't bother to run back. So I've been having many different dreams where I'm suddenly back in Japan and am this close to a konbini and then I wake up before I realize it, but to this day I've never been able to buy one even in my sleep.

They may not be the most fancy things, but I really liked how they tasted and my homemade ones don't entirely fill that hole. ( ; v; )

Coffee or Tea: Tea I guess? I like milk teas more, since most teas I've had on their own give me headaches. I know some can have bits of caffeine which I don't really need, so I wonder if that is the root of it. Otherwise, I love the smell of coffee but not so much their taste.

A Hobby I'd Like To Try: Probably animating. I've dabbled in it a couple times before, but it was never anything super crazy. Still, I liked seeing the results come together and I'm sure I'll slowly improve on it as I try more things (albeit very-very-slowly, and that's okay). :)

An AU You've Been Plotting: Whatever I have established in my general fanworks can be considered AUs as they are-- I mean, I crush canon/timelines together so particular families can interact closely... I don't have any huge AUs cooking in my brain anymore-- my last one was set aside indefinitely ages ago and no you get no remnants as to what it is other than the continued existence of One Character.

Other than that, everything I work with is set with crossing over of multiple series by default too. I just think that's a really cool thing, whether it's done for humor or not. If I needed to give an example there is that Animal Crossing one with Juste, I can think of things that aren't just "the sillies" with it too, but I'll get to it when I can. It also revolves around the idea of "that man needs to learn to rest".

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So those are the answers to my simple-something self, I never really have much to say anymore. But! I can still tag people hoo-hah-- @indygotcha, @the-crow-binary, @sapphirestarz11, @rosiemissfandomchaos, @rubyrosevalentine

And of course you are never obligated to do the tag if you don't want to. You could also see this is a passing hello. So hello! ( ' v')b

[humanitys-strongest-bamf]

hi. it's almost midnight. i reblogged this post earlier and i couldn't stop thinking about it. here's another oneshot.

Come to Bed | Levi Fluff Oneshot

✧ word count ➼ 1.6k ✧ notes ➼ modern!au, fluff, some fighting at the beginning, idk its late and im tired

The door to your office in your 1-bedroom apartment swung open.

Levi was currently in the living room, sipping on a cup of freshly made tea, ready to settle in for the night.

You, however, were not so relaxed.

Having had double the amount of work dumped onto you due to being short-handed in office, you found yourself getting buried deeper and deeper beneath piles of unreviewed documents and manuscripts. You had rushed home after your office closed and had been hermitting in your office to try to crank everything out before morning, only coming out occasionally to refill your coffee mug.

At this point, you've had so much coffee that it wasn't doing anything to help with the exhaustion you were feeling, so you just found yourself pacing around the apartment every 20 minutes or so in an attempt to shake off the anxiety that resulted from both the caffeine and the never-ending pile of work that was waiting for you at your desk.

It was currently 11:30pm. It was way past your bedtime, and especially Levi's bedtime. You were surprised that he was still in the living room. You knew he couldn't sleep well, but it wasn't like him to just hang out in the living room all night, either.

The few times you looked over at him, you saw that he had an irritated look on his face that grew more intense throughout the course of the night. You wondered if he might have also had troubles at work.

Groaning to yourself in frustration, you left your office again, taking your now long-empty coffee mug with you. You rushed to the sink and placed your coffee-stained mug inside before turning around and grabbing a snack out of the pantry.

As you entered the kitchen, your other half followed you, placing his own empty mug of tea into the sink. You slightly bumped into each other and you looked at him as you carried a few bags of chips in your hands.

He avoided eye contact with you and didn't even mutter a word after brushing up against you. He simply placed his mug in the sink and then turned around to walk towards your bedroom.

Levi wasn't a particularly talkative person, but even this was out of character for him.

"Goodnight, I guess?" you said towards him as he walked away, tilting your head in confusion at his behavior.

"Night."

His response was cold and short. There wasn't a hint of the sentiment that's usually shared when couples wish each other a good night. While you knew that Levi hated any type of superficial gestures, this could hardly be called that. He wasn't the "goodnight, my love" type of person, but even he was never this cold unless he was actively upset about something.

You stood there for a second, your thoughts racing in your head as to what he might be upset about.

Is he mad about the dirty dishes in the sink? Does he not like me making coffee this late into the night? Is he mad because the office is a mess? Am I being too noisy?

"Hey!" you yelled to him, waving at him in an attempt to get his actual attention. "What the hell is up with you?"

Levi quietly grumbled to himself and continued walking without acknowledging you.

You sighed in exasperation and put your snacks down on the counter and followed him into your bedroom.

"You didn’t answer my question. What the hell is going on? Did I do something?"

"No," he said without offering an explanation as he walked past you to the bathroom.

You rolled your eyes, deciding you didn't have time to be dealing with any ambiguous mood swings with the amount of work that was piling on your desk.

"Well, I'll be in my office if you ever decide to tell me what the hell is going on," you said, preparing to walk out the door again and leave your grumpy significant other be. "I'm not a mind reader."

Levi slightly turned and glanced at you as you walked out the door.

"What else is new?" he grumbled to himself.

You couldn't tell if he had intended for you to hear that or not.

Your head immediately popped back in through the door.

"What?" you asked, noting that your tone came out incredibly defensive. The frustration that you were feeling was beginning to compound within yourself too.

He turned to you, his eyebrows scrunched together in irritation.

"I said, what else is new?"

You squinted your eyes at him, really trying to understand what he was trying to say.

"Me being in my office?" you said in a confused tone, unable to make the connection as to how that was relevant. "I mean, I'm sorry that it's probably going to be a late night, but with Hange and Armin having to deal with the employee shortage bullshit, I'm the only one that can-"

"Fuck, _____, I know all that!"

"Then what the hell is your problem?!" you raised your voice to match his as he yelled out in frustration.

He averted eye contact and glared angrily at the foot of the bed.

After it was clear he did not intend to respond, you spoke again.

"I can’t help you if you won’t talk to me, Levi," you said in a lower volume in an attempt to deescalate the situation.

You felt your own frustration grow as Levi continued to remain silent.

"Whatever," you muttered, deciding you could no longer afford to waste time on a one-sided conversation. "Just grab me whenever you decide to actually pull yourself out of your head."

You opened up the door to the bedroom, shaking your head.

Before you fully stepped out the door, you heard shuffling behind you and noticed that Levi was approaching you. You turned towards him, intending to ask him one last time what was going on.

However, before you could mutter a word, Levi had pulled you into a deep kiss, placing his hands on the back of your neck to pull you in.

The gesture came as a surprise to you, as you did not expect such an intimate gesture to result from an argument—but it was a welcome gesture. You felt yourself relax and return the kiss, bringing up one of your hands to rest onto his.

When he finally pulled away, you looked deeply into his eyes.

"What the hell is up with you?" you whispered to him, worry entering your eyes.

"Just come to bed," he responded quietly.

You blinked at him for a few seconds, confused by his simple request.

"I’ll make some excuse up to four-eyes, tomorrow," he continued. "Just come to bed."

You felt his hands drop from you as he repeated his request. You nodded and mouthed "okay" to him silently, seeing his tense shoulders relax ever so slightly afterwards.

Once you set your stuff down in your office and shut off the lights, you crawled into bed with him, resting your head on his chest as he pulled you in tightly.

You were able to hear his heart rate slow down and his breathing relax the longer you laid there with him. The both of you laid there in silence for a while—too long for you to count—as he ran his fingers through your hair out of habit.

A small smile grew on your face as you enjoyed his presence and how he felt pressed up against you. You relished in his scent and the way that he held you as always, firm but gentle.

As you were about to get lulled into the depth of sleep, your eyes shot open again as you made a connection in your head.

"Hey Levi…" you said slowly, knowing that he was still awake.

"Hmm?"

"Were you all upset because I haven’t been able to pay attention to you all day because of work?"

You smirked as you felt his breath slightly hitch at your question.

"No idea what you’re talking about," he said coldly.

Your half-smirk turned into a full grin and you had to stifle a chuckle to avoid teasing him too much.

"You sure?"

He answered your question with a grunt, which confirmed your suspicions.

Even after how long the two of you had been together, you were still astonished at how difficult it was for him to communicate about his more intimate needs. Generally, you were able to easily pick up on it, but being scatter-brained put you in a position in which you were missing all of the usual signs: him staying up late for you, regularly checking on you in your office, and even preparing the coffee for you that he knew you were drinking much too late into the night. The small acts of service that he usually did for you ran unnoticed and you sighed to yourself as you pressed yourself tighter against him.

As difficult as he was and as annoying as he could get sometimes, he was there with you, showing affection for you in all of the little ways that was characteristic of the type of boyfriend he was. You smiled to yourself, appreciating his presence as you gently fell asleep, with your stress regarding your work nowhere to be found.

A/N: i'm trying to edit this but i literally cant see because i'm so tired so hope you enjoyed this last minute late-night drabble!!!

[whoopsiesnodaisies]

Jegulily fluff oneshot for you <3

“James, if you have coffee right now you won’t sleep tonight.” Lily warned, knowing that he wouldn’t listen, he never did.

“You never tell Reg off for having coffee with dinner.” James rolled his eyes, already sipping from a mug that was probably evenly filled with coffee and sugar 

Regulus looked up from his book for just a second, “That’s cause I don’t bounce off the walls.” 

“I do not bounce off the walls!” James protested, while already unable to stand still. 

“Already honey, but if you can’t sleep, then you can’t keep Reg and I up.” Lily warned, and James just rolled his eyes. 

“I’ll be fine Lily! I’m an adult you know.” James defended and Reg just laughed.

…

Regulus woke up to tapping on his left side and snoring on his right, “Hey Reg.” James whispered, trying so hard not to wake Lily. 

Regulus sighed, knowing what was coming, “Yeah?” 

“Can’t sleep. Are you up?” 

“Yes dear, I am clearly awake, now that you’ve woken me up.” Regulus was not someone who enjoyed being woken up and was fighting the urge to bite his lover's head off. “Do you need something?”

“Guest room?” James said with a smile, trying to seduce Reg, which would probably have worked at any time besides 2am. 

“No. Go to sleep.” Regulus reprimanded.

James groaned, “Just talk to me baby, you’re voice helps me sleep.” 

“Are you calling me boring?” Regulus asked, eyes closed.

“No, I just like your voice.”

Regulus hummed, falling back to sleep. 

“Reggie, come on.” James peppered kisses all over Regulus’ face, knowing it was his weakness.

Regulus whined, “James, not now. I’m tired.”

Lily woke up then, just barely and just long enough to slap them both with her pillow and mutter “Shut up, both of you.” Before turning away from them, Lily loved them, but was definitely the angriest when tired. 

Regulus also turned away from James and wrapped an arm around Lily. James ran his fingers through Regulus’ hair to occupy himself. 

“James, what are you doing?” Reg mumbled, half asleep.

“I just love you both so much.” James burrowed his head into Regulus’ neck and placed more kisses there. 

“Go to sleep!” Lily cried out, apparently being woken up by him again.

“I can’t.” James whined. 

Lily could not take it anymore, “Follow me.” She instructed and he did so, an angry Lily was not to be messed with. She got out of bed with a huff and went into the kitchen. Made a special tea to help him sleep, and then she tucked him in on the couch. 

“I have to sleep on the couch?” James raised an eyebrow.” 

Lily kissed his forehead, cheek, and then mouth. “Yes, you do. Because I warned you, love.” 

“That’s not fair, Lily! You can’t just-“ but he had drank some of the tea, and his eyes were drooping, he was out like a light a second later.

Lily went back to the bed Regulus was in, “He’s asleep now, bloody idiot.” She insulted with affection.

“He’s our idiot.” Regulus added.

“That he is.” Lily kissed Regulus, before curling up into him and going to sleep.

And that is how James Potter swore off caffeine, or rather had the coffee hidden from him in his own house.

[room-665]

tag 9 people you want to know better

tagged by @judyalvqrez 💖

last song: Balance Slays the Demon by Old Gods of Asgard. I set it as my phone alarm. Because of that it'll be the first song that plays when I connect my phone/spotify to my car speaker, so I'll usually let it play on repeat if it's a short drive and I don't feel like changing it.

favourite color: BLUE. Mostly soft blues or more towards the blue-green side like teal.

currently reading: House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski - still 😅 I think I'm about halfway now, but I had to take a break. Really good book, but I keep googling things and taking lots of notes in the margins. I'm going to pick it back up soon tho!

currently watching: Just started Sorjonen (Bordertown) and it's been really good! I also really like detective/crime drama shows. Plus it has Ilkka Villi 😍 I've also been rewatching Psych again.

last movie: Just watched Beetlejuice Beetlejuice last night! I really liked it. I think I'm going to rewatch the original movie today. After that I really want to watch Cuckoo.

sweet, spicy or savory: All of them - but if I have to choose then probably savory. I have to be in the right mood to pick sweet over the other two.

relationship status: In a relationship for the past 9.5 years and it somehow doesn't feel like that much time has passed. Time is weird.

current obsession: ALAN WAKE. I played the second game when it first came out, joked to a friend I would probably be obsessed with the game until at least January, now here we are and it's still going strong. I feel like I make new connections to something in the universe every time I replay. I just did a replay of AW1 and almost done with AW2 because my partner wanted to watch me play them.

tea or coffee: BOTH. I can't choose for this one! Coffee in the morning when I need that caffeine boost, green tea or black tea in the afternoon, and chamomile before bed. My parents have some bees too so I use the honey they give me to put in my teas and it's perfeccttt.

the last thing i googled: "tower of babel" I was talking to my partner over lunch about how I am learning some conversational Finnish (so far I can say Excuse me./ Do you speak English? / I speak English./ I am American./ I speak a little Finnish.) Was trying to make a joke about the tower of babel and had to google it to make sure I was remembering it right lol

tagging (with zero pressure!): I feel like most of my mutuals are mutuals with each other lol, so they have maybe been tagged previously. But - @ilkkawhat @variousblarghblanks @emmaswanned @daevguy @lostinthewoodsomewhere @autisticwriterblog @thedogtorwho @thelastdayalive

[iamvegorott]

Magicians Don't Need Superheros Pt11

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“A chocolate doughnut with chocolate frosting?” Marvin commented on the treat Anti grabbed for himself. 

“Anti has the worst sweet tooth of us.” Jackie chuckled, grabbing a chocolate eclair and setting it on a napkin before giving it to Marvin. 

“I do not-yeah, no I do.” Anti laughed and took a giant bite out of the doughnut, getting the chocolate all over his face. 

“Thank you,” Marvin said as he stepped aside his with breakfast, taking a much smaller bite as he watched Jackie pass out doughnuts to the others. 

“Thanks!” Robbie giggled as he was handed a doughnut with cereal on top and ran off to sit with Henrik, who was eating a classic glazed doughnut. 

“You must be Marvin.” Marvin blinked as the words appeared in his head, a new voice speaking in there as well. He resisted the urge to scrub at his eyes and looked around, seeing the only Septiceye he’s yet to meet. 

He was a little shorter than Marvin and seemed to enjoy being a bit more dressed up than the other as well. A blue vest was over his button-up with a black bowtie that matched his hat and Marvin could see why Jackie specifically mentioned the mustache since it was a fairly thick one with curled ends. 

“You must be JJ,” Marvin said in return, holding a hand out. 

“You are indeed correct.” The voice chuckled in Marvin’s head as JJ took the hand and gave it a shake with a slight bow. 

“Are you…” Marvin pointed at his head.

“Yes. Sometimes it’s a lot easier to use that ability to speak than to sign. The others are learning but I don’t mind projecting. It is convenient when my hands are busy.” JJ explained. 

“You’re a lot calmer than the others.” Marvin chuckled. 

“I can have my moments, but for the most part, the chaotic nature of the house is from our fellow Septiceyes. I find myself working in the kitchen more often than not. I enjoy baking and cooking and I see that you are also someone who appreciates a good cup of tea.” JJ was eating his doughnut while his voice continued speaking. 

“Best way to get caffeine in my opinion.” Marvin had to wait until his mouth was empty before speaking. 

“You’ll have to argue your case here. Henrik and Chase are coffee fanatics. Anti usually drinks those energy drinks but he’ll have a cup of tea with me every now and again. What Robbie drinks depends on his age, but he does coffee when he’s grown with Henrik.” JJ hummed and took his phone out, reading what was on the screen before putting it away. Marvin watched JJ lean toward Chase.

“What’s up?” Chase said, looking at JJ. There was a pause and then Chase groaned. “I’m going to fight him if he even tries.” He took his own phone out and walked out of the room. 

“What did I just miss?” Marvin asked. 

“Some work stuff, nothing you need to worry yourself with. At least not yet.” JJ smiled at Marvin, finishing the rest of the doughnut. 

“Can I at least ask if you’re able to project your voice to more than one person at a time?”

“You may and I can. I can narrow it to a singular person and I can also project it to everyone in the room quite easily. I can do about the house worth of distance without effort, anything beyond that takes much more energy.” 

“Is it done through magic?” 

“Not that I am aware of. It doesn’t feel like magic to me, but there may be a chance it’s a branch of it. None of us in the House explores that so we don’t know.” 

“Do any of the…Egos explore magic?” Marvin was going to need more time to get used to referring to himself and others as ‘Egos’, it was still so odd. 

“I believe some of them do. Most of us don’t go into details with everyone else about how things work since sometimes it’s too complicated. Doesn’t stop some of us from trying to study and learn, but you get to a point where it’s easier to just…be.” JJ tilted his head when Anti waved to get his attention. Marvin told himself he really needed to start learning sign language since it was clear that Anti was signing at JJ and he had no idea what he was saying. All he knew was that JJ agreed with what Anti said since he nodded with his sign. Anti giggled happily and took a doughnut out of the box and scrambled away with it. “He asked if he could have my second one. I rarely eat more than one of these.” JJ explained, showing he had seen Marvin’s confused face. 

“He really does have a sweet tooth,” Marvin said. 

“He is a very complicated man.”

“And annoying.”

“At times.” JJ chuckled and that got Marvin to do the same. 

“Sorry to suddenly change the topic, but Jackie mentioned a library. One that likely added books associated with me. Where would that be?” Marvin asked. Getting a head start on reading magic books sounded like a good way to begin his long list of questions. 

“It is a very lovely library. If you head back toward your room and go all the way to the end of the hall, you’ll find a set of stairs, head up those and you’ll see a set of double doors on the right a few feet into it and that’s the library.” 

“Thank you. If anyone asks where I am, I’ll be there.” Marvin said. 

“I will be sure to fill them in.” JJ gave a slight wave as Marvin flashed a smile and walked off. 

Following the directions was easy enough and soon Marvin was opening that set of doors and when JJ said it was a lovely library, he meant it. Marvin couldn’t help from whistling in awe, the shelves were tall, a dark wood, and lined up perfectly with each other. The books were unlabeled but hopefully something with this weird stuff Marvin’s been dealing with would allow him to find what he wanted easily. 

“Oh…that works.” Marvin said to himself when he found a computer set up against a wall with a poster above it that read ‘catalog’. “Here’s to finding something helpful in this place.” He continued speaking to himself as he turned the computer on. 

x~x~x

Hours passed and Marvin was sitting on the floor in the center of several pieces of furniture with multiple books opened and surrounding him. After some digging around Marvin had found a stash of notebooks and took one for himself to take notes in. 

From what Marvin’s read so far, magic was even more complicated than what he was used to. So many different variables changed so many aspects of it. Things that were seen as magical technically weren’t even that. There weren’t even names for it. They just… existed.

That was beyond obnoxious to read. 

Everything should have answers and he couldn’t find them.

“You are really taking whatever it is you’re looking into seriously.” Chase’s voice brought Marvin out of his study trance and he looked up to see the other man holding a plate of food. “It’s lunch,” Chase explained as he sat the plate next to Marvin.

“Has it been that long already? I’ve barely even scraped the surface.” Marvin sighed as Chase sat in one of the chairs. 

“Henrik’s the workaholic here, you’re not allowed doing the same.” Chase used his foot to nudge Marvin’s back. 

“Not a workaholic.” Marvin corrected, pushing Chase’s foot away. “I just want answers and all I am getting is more confused.” 

“Sounds about right.” Chase shrugged as he slouched back in the chair. “Shit’s all messy when you first arrive.” 

“Does it ever stop?”

“Not sure. But it does get easier, you accept your new reality and eventually, you find your happiness within it.” Chase clicked his tongue after he rambled that off and then sighed. “That sounded better in my head.” 

“Jackie said he kept breaking things when he first appeared.” Marvin sat the notebook down, giving up at the moment. 

“He did.” Chase chuckled. “I think he actually managed to take down a building. Dude wasn’t trying to be destructive, he just didn’t have any control and was scared.” 

“Didn’t know he could be scared.” Marvin moved back so he leaned against the bottom of the couch, putting the plate of food in his lap and picking at it. “You know, except for needles.” 

“Needles are the big thing. He’s never given a reason beyond ‘I don’t like them’.” Chase shrugged again. “But, yeah, kid was a mess when we finally got to him. Screaming, crying, begging for his…” His voice trailed off. “I probably shouldn’t be telling his business like that. I can share my business that I was numb by the time I realized what was happening. Once the memories started fading so did my emotions for some time.” Chase sat up again, slumping over and resting his cheek on a closed hand, elbow on his knee. 

“Do all the memories fade away?” Marvin asked.

“Kind of? Like…you know facts about yourself. Can recall having parents and what kind they were. What kind of person you were. That’s why Henrik’s the doctor, he remembers being one and still knows all the medical stuff.” 

“What about you? What are-well-were you?” Marvin asked.

“I was a dad.” Chase’s comment got Marvin to thickly swallow. “I can’t remember my kid’s name or my ex-wife’s face. I think her name was Stacy? That’s the name that sounds right. But I don’t remember anything about my kid. Son? Daughter? No idea. I just knew someone used to call me dad and was happy to see me.” He softly laughed as his hand fanned out and covered half his face. “Sorry, didn’t mean to bring the mood down. I came in here to check on you and make sure you ate lunch.” Chase rubbed his face and stood up. “Dinner is usually a free-for-all this time of week. So whenever you’re hungry this evening, feel free to help yourself to whatever.” 

“Um…thanks.” Marvin wanted to ask some questions but that painful thickness in the air had him holding back. Chase looked like he needed to lie down or something. Maybe it doesn’t get easier or at least, thinking about it still hurts no matter how long it’s been.

Great. 

[angelfruittree]

9 people Id like to get to know better !!! thank you sm for the tags @irregularcollapse @drarrymyheart @wolfpadx @achillesankle @solmussa @imsiriuslyreading - (doing this again bc well why nawt now that i dont have to wake up at 3 am tomozzy)

Last song: Secret door by arctic monkeys... I just... i'm fine (i'm not immune) im also trying really not to fall asleep before 10 but im in bed locked and loaded.

Favourite colour: I do wear a lot of black but bee wrote something like 'garish crimson' and i thought yeah thats the red i like... yeahh

Last movie/TV show: Hazbin Hotel on amazon soszocjvf soj nl so gay and insane someone please watch and Masters of the air on apple EXTREEMeLY gay they tried to broify war and they succeeded but not in the way they think

Sweet/Savoury/Spicy: going with savory bc if im at gails im picking savoury first... you know?

Last thing I googled: Keira knighlteys discography i think.... but before that i had to google if tea was slow releasing actually its just less caffeine than coffee

Current obsession: Check please thanks to bee and also regulus going " youre so silly , i love you " in @soliloquy-dawn lost on you also james going "you're so messy" and chuckling as he fucks regulus brains out i wasnt normal about that i cried alsooo in sols first kiss fic when geto and satoru cant kiss each other because they are so nervous they keep missing and yeahh im- im not. immune to guys being stupid in love, defending movies i dont really stan that much to film bros who love christopher nolan but call other movies 'self indulgent' brother are you okay??? lmao.

Last book: Ive got three hours left of Dark Rise by CS PASCAT and i was listening to it sobbing at 4 am on my way to work and then I just ordered Dark Heir (which is book 2) christian coulson who narrates in memoriam narrates them so.. i mean.. mdoznvao you know?

Looking forward to: This two week break I have and not waking up at 3 am for work weheeee and also finishing hazbin hotel and thinking more about monk damen and also thinking about heartbroken writer laurent and ummm hmmm , looking forward to pondering on them some more and recording some marig and EIAT!!

Well since ive done this np tagging @kaaaaaaarf @paintedgray @titstractiontag @assclaptherapy but also open tag <3 <3 <3 <3

[my-autism-adhd-blog]

Hey there

I just wanna so a question

The other day I was out with my mum and i was wearing a hoodie

It was really hot out and because of this I got really mad

Everything became annoying to me

Like every sound became too loud and that sort of thing if that makes sense

I just wanna know if over sensitivity to heat has anything to do with autism or am i just really dramatic

Thank you :)

Hi there,

I also have a hard time in the heat. I find unbearable. I’d rather be freezing cold.

I found an article going over heat intolerance and autism. Here’s a excerpt:

For those with autism spectrum disorder (ASD), this problem can be exacerbated. This is because many people with ASD may experience hypersensitivity and heat intolerance.

Hypersensitivity can make the feeling of sweat, warmth, and uncomfortable clothes even more unbearable. While not everybody with autism struggles with this, hypersensitivity is a relatively common symptom of the condition.

The article will be below in case you’d like to read more.

I also found another article listing some ways to cope during hot weather:

1. Water, water everywhere

Keep water, or herbal tea, or anything drink-wise that is non-soda based and caffeine-free with you at all times. Sip (don’t gulp) at regular intervals. If the heat is unbearable, simple tricks like sucking an ice cube can also work; it will cool you down and keep you properly hydrated. Try and avoid anything sugary or carbonated, as that can sometimes make you sweat more or even induce anxiety.

2. Let us spray

Do you have an old spray bottle or an atomizer? Fill this with cool water and use it to spray your hands, face, neck and head if the heat feels like it might be too much for you. It’s very refreshing and as the water evaporates, you will cool down.

3. Inhale “cool” essential oils

If you can tolerate fragrance, make up a blend of cool-smelling essential oils that can be inhaled from a tissue or handkerchief at regular points. Peppermint, eucalyptus and tea tree are all great ideas — they’ll clear your head and cool you down.

4. Adapt your clothing to suit your ASD

I hate the feeling of having my arms uncovered outdoors, even in extreme heat, so I’ve had to adapt my clothing accordingly. I’ll only really ever wear long sleeve shirts in light-colored, lightweight fabrics. I won’t ever wear shorts for the same reason, so I’ll switch to linen trousers or light jeans if I can.

5. Protect your eyes and your head

Sunlight and ASD can equal problems with sight and vision. Always have good quality sunglasses, and a few pairs so you’ve got them to hand. If you have to wear them indoors, do so and don’t apologize for it.

6. A once a day sunscreen can really help

There are some brilliant once-a-day application sunscreens on the market now, which can mean the difference between having to stay in because you burn easily and going out for at least a few minutes every day. Sometimes, ASD folks can be photosensitive to sunlight, and a product like this can help them tolerate the heat and light better.

7. If you need to shut out daylight, shut it out!

Close the curtains, blinds and drapes if you need to, and it doesn’t matter what time of day it is. Sunlight can be intrusive and cause pain. There comes a point in every day — usually about 6 p.m. — when I have to give in and close everywhere up. I become too tired to focus and concentrate and I find the slight darkness quietens my head down a little.

The link to this article will also be below in case you want to check it out.

I hope these sources help answer your question. Thank you for the inbox. I hope you have a wonderful day/night. ❤️

[sugarsnappeases]

tag game

okay showing up so late and likely with a lot of rambling but thank you so much for the tags @fxreflyes and @static-radio-ao3 love seeing little insights into ur lives <333

fave colour: red/pink!!

last song: i've had chappell roan's album, the rise and fall of a midwest princess, on repeat all day to try and somehow magically imbue myself with the strength to write my essay (which i've done now! mostly! gonna look it over tomorrow but it's basically done!!) but the specific song that's playing as i hit post is femininomenon!! a classic and a banger

last film: i rewatched pirates of the caribbean 2 w one of my friends (who had never seen it before can you guys believe that?!?!) and it's still as brilliant as ever, four and a half stars on letterboxd (there's no rhyme or reason behind my star system on letterboxd like i do it on the vibe in the moment and am now wondering why i didn't give it five stars??)

currently reading: okay so boring answer is 'the decameron' by boccaccio, i'm studying him for the second part of this term and really shot myself in the foot bc i didn't realise how fucking long it was (nearly 700 pages) and i have NO time ever so it's gonna be a little miserable over here in roughly two weeks when my first essay on him is due.... seems interesting tho i've read like 40 pages so far.... more exciting answer is anna karenina!! started reading it in the holidays (when i should've been reading the decameron lol) and have only read like one part and a bit so far bc i never have the time for fun reading during uni :(.... gimme like three months tho and i'll get back to you guys, i really enjoyed the bits i have read and will absolutely have some marauders-related thoughts once i have the full picture (incapable of not linking all media to them)

currently watching: i just finally started watching the sex lives of college girls, which was soooooo long overdue, i've watched two eps so far and am loving it a lot, think it's gonna be slow going tho bc. busy :(... i also rewatched the first two eps of new girl a couple days ago bc sude and i were talking about it and i felt it had to be done... wanna do a full rewatch bc it's been so long but alas, again, time is of the essence, and also i'm always very slow at tv shows... anyway

currently craving: like. spare time. ig?? no more essays?? that's the main thing that i think would make my life exponentially better.... we're at 3/8 now tho so like... slowly crawling through them.... also every time i've gone to tesco recently i've been eyeing up the raspberries, just waiting for them to go on some kind of clubcard deal so i can pounce, raspberries are my fave fruit but they're always so fucking expensive the world is so cruel to me

coffee or tea: tea!!! always!!! can't stand the taste of coffee and i think that much caffeine would send me into like cardiac arrest or something. but also i'm not huuuuuge on tea either (not very british of me ik) like i only ever drink it when i'm w other people who are drinking it or when i'm writing an essay and need some willpower/energy/to procrastinate a little... like i'm not a cup of tea at all times of day kinda gal at all

not sure who's been tagged so soz if u've already done it but no pressure tags for @quillkiller @themuseoftheviolets @stillagoodwitch @inevitablestars @sixlane and whoever else wants to <33

[ryantryinx]

Tag Game Whatever Day Today Is....... Thanks for tagging @such-a-barbarian and @mickeysgaymom <3 Name: Ryan

What kind of day is it?: Uh, started a bit rough ended more mid?

When was the last time you ate? : I am eating as we speak, but before this I had lunch around 11:30am

About how many hours of sleep did you get? : always atleast 8hrs. Having a regular sleep schedule really important for my management of my bipolar

Name one thing you could do to make your day better right now: Um....I could read some fanfics that make me happy. And work on my roleplays.

Why are you not doing that thing?: I actually might after I eat.

What are you going to do tonight to relax?: I took a nice hot shower and am relaxing tonight.

What comfort food do you not eat often enough?: Honestly, a hot cup of tea.

What’s stopping you? : The effort of putting the kettle on. Also i'm out of the particular tea I love most.

Have you ever had a professional massage?: No, and I don't like the idea of a stranger touching my body.

Have you eaten fruits and vegetables today?: Technically had corn and potato today as a part of our lunch. Im picky with fruits so don't often have fruit in my diet.

How much water have you had today?:Just water? nah I've had tea and monster. I'm an educator, I live on caffeine

Is there a self-care gadget you really want to buy?: I want one of those chair back massagers.

What is your favourite healthy snack?: Cucumbers and veggie dip

What is your favourite unhealthy snack?: Beef Jerky and Paydays

What is one thing you are going to start doing RIGHT NOW to take better care of yourself?: My mental health is always #1 priority so.....continue to do things that are good for that. Like regular sleep.

And to close, I want you to say one NICE thing to yourself that you really need to hear right now: Shit....um that I always do my best. And that has to be enough..... Fuck this shits deep Tagging: @callivich @bawlbrayker @sam-loves-seb

If you feel inclined!

[nakitengoku]

oc interview: 💙Vex💙

Shoutout to @mail-me-a-snail for tagging me in this post and also egging me along with getting into Cyberpunk 2077 and subsequently creating Vex 💫

(I don't have a single good photo of Vex so you instead get the Compilation of sillies I've drawn, many featuring Snail's Vance!)

💙 Name?

"Name's Vex, but call me anything you like."

💙 Nickname?

"Some people used to call me V, but that was a while ago."

He used to be called Ghost when he was younger, being able to slip into the background unnoticed at any moment, but he later grew out of that. When he eventually adopted the name V, it was less of a nickname and more of a stage name. It's mostly forgotten now, but some hardcore fans will still recognize and call him V.

💙 Gender?

"Prettyboy 💖"

💙 Star sign?

"Oh, I used to be really into these! If I remember right, My sun and moon are both Libra. Missy could probably tell you more about what that means though."

I decided to take one out of Max's book and use the first time i drew him as his birthday, which if we're going by the absolute first concept, was September 26, 2022. He's changed a Lot since then. Also, reading up on libras with Vex in mind is just 💥

💙 Height?

".....5'8."

He's actually 5'7 and a half.

💙 Orientation?

"Anyone able and willing. Why, you interested?"

If he cared enough about labels, it'd probably be pansexual. But by the end of the day, he doesn't really care what he gets called. As long as he gets what he wants out of it, anything's fine.

💙 Nationality/Ethnicity?

"White."

💙Favorite Fruit?

"Oh man, okay so I've only had it once at an after party forever ago, but it was this round, redish purple thing. When I bit into it, it was a little tart at first, but the inside was such a sweet taste that I was in heaven. By the time I finished and threw the pit away, there were no more left and I nearly cried. I haven't seen it since and I can't remember the name but man. Best organic thing I've ever tasted."

If you give this man a plum, he'd kill someone for you. Which isn't a lot given that that's his job, but still. He'd do it without expecting to be paid in money.

💙 Favorite season?

"Fall, for sure. While I was in Atlanta, they had these parks with trees that would change their colours to these gorgeous shades of reds and oranges. God, kinda makes me wish I could grow something like that here."

I don't actually know the plant life in Nevada or how much the temperature differentiates between the seasons in Night City, but I imagine that what shrubbery they do have there have leaves that are always green or simply non-existent. Vex saw a plant change colour outside of blooming and immediately fell in love with it.

💙 Favorite flower?

"Officially, Lilacs. But between you and me, I'm very partial to forget-me-nots."

He used to be gifted Lilacs all the time during his first career by Jonathan, his producer, but Vex always found himself enjoying the little forget-me-nots that acted as accent flowers than the actual lilacs themselves.

💙 Coffee, tea or Hot chocolate?

"Hot chocolate. Although, I will drink coffee in a pinch."

This man has the biggest sweet tooth. The amount of sugar he puts in his coffee before he chugs it down for the caffeine should be illegal. [I cannot judge bc I am the same way <3]

💙 Average hours of sleep?

'We talking Mean, Median or Mode?"

It varies so much that the actual average ends up being about 6, but um. Do not be fooled into thinking he's actually sleeping 6 hours every night. Think more along the lines of several all-nighters followed by crashing super hard for a day or two.

💙 Dog or cat person?

"Oh, a cat person. I'm just not home enough for a dog."

💙 Dream trip?

"I saw a pamplet once of Crater Lake in Oregon. It was something about the ten deadliest lakes in the world or something, but I'm just into how Blue it is. If I could, I'd visit the rest of those lakes too, but. Eh, I doubt it."

💙 Favorite Fictional Character?

"Hmm, it's a toss up between a side from this really long and old comic from the 2010's and the protagonist from a just as long manga from the 2000's. I think their names were Kanya and Ruffy? It's been 15 years though so don't quote me on that."

It's Kanaya from homestuck and Luffy from One Piece. He likes Kanaya because of her fashion sense and her dealing with the responsibility of her entire species on her shoulders. And he likes Luffy for his optimism and stubbornness. At one point, he imagined finding friends like Luffy did, being surrounded by so much devotion. The reasoning has since faded and he just barely remembers much about them now.

💙 Number of Blankets you sleep with?

"Eight. I like the weight and warmth."

His AC bill is through the fucking roof but he refuses to take a single blanket off, instead insisting on just making the rest of the room freezing. Giving him a weighted blanket wouldn't fix it, but he'd probably go down to five instead of eight.

💙 Random fact?

"When i was really little, my mom used to take me to a church. Don't think it exists any more, but I remember the Stain glass windows, how the light shone through and fell onto her. In normal lighting, I remember her looking pale a sickly, but once a week, with a statue of a half-god watching over us, my mother glowed. She was gorgeous.

"Anyway, I stopped going after she died. For a while it was because I never remembered what day it was, but later it was because I realized I only ever went to see my mom glow."

~~

Thank you for tagging me, Max! This was much longer than what i thought when i was getting into it but I'm still glad I did it.

I can't think of anyone specific who'd want to do this, so if you see this and want to give it a try, please do and tag me! I'd love to see your little blorbos :)

[nisja888]

dear diary,

dear new diary, this is my new diary, i bought it today and whatever it is that i write here, i want it to be honest. that is the vision. the size and the feel of this diary is reminiscent of a similar one i had in seventh grade i think. growing up i would buy a lot of diaries and i was specific with the type i wanted; i had a vision in my head but all that was available to me in the small stationery shops in my hometown was just very corporate looking office type diaries, and the one i had was exactly that. you would imagine a man who works an office job(god knows what that is) writing down something like phone numbers of people or some type of math thingy. or maybe i just made up this analogy. the truth is that i had tea, and i guess the caffeine is making me feel this way, otherwise i’d be miserable i think. there is a lot for me to unpack right now. listening to la ka land ost, started with ‘another day of sun’. it is a good start. a beginning. the sun card. hope. renewal. a start. a beginning. where do i even start. language. i have been reading stuart hall's book on representation and he says a lot about using language to make meaning. so on and so forth. what really moves me is the very strangeness; paradoxical nature of language. why does everything become so profound and complex and layered with growing up, with time, with experience, with the going on-ness of life. i guess that is just the way it is. so i came across this line of thought: language is at once fixed and fluid. doesn't that fuck things up big time. it fills my head with a lot of ideas. such as, i can never express the depth of my feelings, i can never translate the feelings into words. for so long, i was under the impression that i am good at expressing my thoughts and feelings into words, into writing at least; but now i have sort of realised that i have not fully understood my feelings enough(melodrama is on shuffle now). almost like, writing for me has been some sort of manipulation, an unknowing warping of feelings(mine) which comes with the illusion of them being known but the truth us that they are unknowable, but have the potential of being known. what i am trying to say is that i am impulsive. words come out of me. translation of thoughts/feelings into more thoughts, words, writing, almost like a madman or like a possessed person speaking singing under some influence. once the translation happens, i think to myself, what have i just said, and it doesn't seem to align with how i truly feel; i just spew shit. i just spew shit without taking time to think it through or feel it through, immediacy. that happens a lot in writing, texting. it just comes out of me, and that is okay. no one really trained me to speak or write mindfully i think. what am i even saying.

i guess there is some respite in the fact that language, in whatever form, songs, images, eyes, face, hands, body, words, movement, telepathy, signs, can never communicate the truth, and there is also respite in the fact that truth is slippery and ever changing, so is language, and together they may never meet or intersect to create soul shattering somethingness. i feel so much, yet when i try to translate that feeling, it just detracts. the more i try to say how much i feel for you, or how much i hope for you, the love i feel and have for you, it shrinks as i try to put it into language. so i may never try. but language also has a fixed quality. it can fix, it can concretise, it can make something stand still and make it endure time and space. and there is something about the letters i l o v e y o u that fixes, clarifies the fluidity and ambiguity that persists. It reassures, and it will endure for as long as you feel it, and even if you stop feeling it, i l o v e y o u exists somewhere, it does not get erased. it is real and true.

[yourgamemasterthewhiterabbit]

The great regular sleep experiment of 2024 day uh... "too much tea"

Well it turns out that while caffeine helps me sleep fine for my morning slot... Drinking a lot of fluids doesn't...

Other than being up to pee a whole lot, I slept well enough, ended up staying in bed till closer to 3 on account of the getting up to pee a bunch. Lesson learned. That could have gone way worse.

I *think* these sleep shifts are as good as it's going to get. One is even right after morning errands where I get in, put stuff away and want nothing more than to shower and fall into bed.

Also Pumpkin will let me sleep for 4 hours at a time, if it's at times he's used to me doing it and if it doesn't go on much longer than that... Because babies [cats] need to be fed every 4 hours :/ [this one does]

Right now I'm still a bit hyper-thyroid though, and it just got warm out, and I think my immune system is 'activating' against something again, so I have been trying to push myself to do chores if I am going to be awake and feel physically horrible anyway.

I did that thing where after scrubbing the floor yesterday and letting it dry, I swept it again today in greater detail and washed it again. Ooooh aaaah clean floors. Cleaned the toilet, washed dishes, did some sink laundry.

AND I FOUND MY 'O' KEY!!! I have a full keyboard again!

The main thing is I am trying to keep all the cleaning and organizing 1. Quiet and 2. done at a pace I could maintain on most days, because if I get a bee in my bonnet about it and wear myself down, i might get a huge chunk done... I might even get the 'rest' as done as it can be, but then I will crash and have to recover, which might mean falling behind on everything again and breaking any fragile habits, and I don't want to do that...

The only issue I see with this sleep schedule is it tends to take me 4 ish hours to wake up after sleeping and a bit to wind down... So the 5 hours between my sleeps works fine on days where I can spend that 5 hours doing nothing much, but on days where I need to do stuff --that isn't groceries before morning bedtime and crashing-- it means 8 hours spent sleeping, plus the five in between that I can't use, plus another 3 minimum to get running, plus whatever hours I sleep past 2pm because i need extra sleep, and then having those remaining hours be in the middle of the night.

The only other way to approach it is by waking up and immediately throwing myself into doing things before I am awake enough to process anything, like how much it hurts... And that can be okay for basic cleaning, but I am so out-of-it when I first wake up that doing anything with anything heavy or sharp or powered becomes actively dangerous. ... Which is why it usually takes me 4 ish hours to get running because otherwise I am not alert... and that leaves... maybe 7 hours. Mostly being at night will add to my ability to being alert, and those hours would be great for working on art or writing and quiet creative projects, but it's not workable for any kind of tool use, or any heavy cleaning or organizing. [If I had my own house it would be fine]

And the problem is that if I am left with no times of day that are convenient to do a thing... I end up unconsciously avoiding it without realizing what's getting in my way. I KNOW I do that, so I am trying to set myself up for success instead of failure.

My remaining hope is that as I get used to this schedule, if I can keep it without the *symptoms*... I'll start to get alert or sleepy faster when it's appropriate and struggle less to do things during the 5 hours between sleeps.

On the bright side at least I am *mostly* only fighting my own body for this, but not having roommates to also have to work around... Just apartment neighbours.

If I can just get really used to a half-awake 5 hours of misery on any morning I have to get shit done, it'll be mostly fine, probably??