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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Characters: Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Midoriya Izuku, Shinsou Hitoshi, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Iida Tensei | Ingenium, Nedzu (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Pre-Canon, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Case Fic, Deaf Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Villain Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Past Child Abuse, Canon-Typical Violence, Found Family, Slow Burn, Eventual Smut, no beta we die like sir nighteye Summary:
Hizashi is spiralling; his hero career is on the brink of collapse, no radio station will give him a shot and he isn’t sure how much more he can take.
When people start turning up beaten half to death, they lead him to an underground quirk fighting ring. Could it be the big break he needs to save his career or will the mysterious Referee show him something better?
#guys… its finally here#my monster#the phantom haunting my dreams#the source of more breakdowns than i can count#it is… The Villain Fic#holy shit#ive talked about this thing so many times#ive been working on it for three years to the damn Day#and its actually out#please read it askjlfhgafshajakfls you have no idea how much this fic means to me#this thing has been my white whale#i hope people enjoy it lmao ive worked harder on this than anything in my life#coming out of my cage and ive been doing just fine.txt#it’s hard to be the bard#erasermic#aizawa shouta#eraserhead#present mic#yamada hizashi#dadzawa#mha#bnha#dadmic
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May I get mark sloan x reader please? Like reader has been on call for like three days straight and is super exhausted. And while charting, reader falls asleep standing up and Mark props them up and takes them to an on call room and makes sure they get some rest ? Thank you so much !
Exhaustion, Mark Sloan x reader
Summary: An exhausted reader collapsed and her boyfriend comes to her rescue...then it all makes sense
Warnings: Fluff, Exhaustion, overworking, throwing up
Note: I tweaked it a bit @theichabbieclub but I hope you still like it! I'm just getting back into this.
"You look like crap," commented Alex as we walked down the hallway.
"Oh thanks. I feel like it too," you admitted, "I've been working a double because we're short staffed on the peds floor as you know. So I've been bouncing around non-stop. I'm exhausted."
"And crabby. Clearly you haven't been able to screw your secret boyfriend too."
"Shut it Karev!" you growled, slapping him in the arm, "I am never going to tell you who it is if you keep making comments like that."
"Fine," he grumbled, "I've gotta get to the Nic-U. What have they got you covering today?"
"I've got a marathon surgery with Robbins, Shepherd, and Sloan on a 6 year old girl with a facial tumor."
"Damn that's rad. Good luck."
"Thanks."
You went into the surgery with a clear head, ready to save this little girl's life. We began and about two hours into it, Mark showed up to help work on the facial reconstruction and repair. His portion of the surgery took about three to four hours.
"Alright...I'm done here. She's all yours to finish up with."
"Take my tool," you whispered to Avery, suddenly not feeling well.
"Why?"
"Just do it!"
He took it and then immediately everything went black.
3rd POV
"Dr. (Y/L/N)!" yelled Robbins as her resident's body hit the floor.
"That's why she handed me her tool," Jackson realized.
"Can someone please check on them please?" asked Arizona as she continued working.
"I got it!" Mark announced before rushing over to her side.
Their relationship was still a secret, so he tried his best to hide his romantic concern in the moment. He scooped her up as carried her out of the OR to an empty gurney. He took her to a private room and began examining her.
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You woke up to a flashlight shining in your eyes and a hand on your forehead. As the darkness disappeared, you saw that the flashlight belonged to Mark. You groaned as your head pulsed with pain.
"What happened?" you asked as he sat down on the edge of the bed.
"You might want to tell me... You passed out in the OR. I hooked you up to an IV because from the looks of it you're severely dehydrated."
"Mark I-" you were interrupted by a horrible feeling in your gut.
You jerked up, reaching for the bucket before puking. When you were done emptying you stomach, you collapsed back on the bed. You suddenly felt sweaty with hair plastered against your forehead.
"Dr. Sloan, I may know what's wrong?" Karev jogged in, out of breath, "I heard the news about (Y/F/N). Three of the peds kids just came down with the flu. All three kids were your patients that you've been dealing with during this double shift. And with you being so overworked, your immune system was weaker, so combined with the dehydration, you got sick."
"Well shit."
"Looks like I have my diagnoses," Mark replied, and you just glared at him.
"I hate you right now."
"I know."
"Wait a minute?" Karev questioned, stepping in the room and shutting the door, "Sloan's your secret boyfriend?!"
"You tell anybody, I will kill you. You understand me Alex? I will make sure every girl in this hospital knows what a man whore you are and you will never get laid again. Got it?"
"Yeah yeah, calm your panties. I'll let Bailey know you're so sick with the flu that you can't drive and that I asked Dr. Sloan to take care of you since he's already been exposed. Okay?"
"Thank you Alex."
"Yeah whatever."
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You laid on the couch with Mark, all cuddled up in sweats and his shirt. While you were hot to the touch, you yourself were feeling cold. Your body ached and your head was still throbbing. You rested your head in his lap while he played with your hair soothingly.
"How are you feeling babe?" he asked, looking down at you.
"Like shit," you admitted, making him chuckle.
"Well you still look cute if that makes you feel any better."
"A little."
"Mark please. You shouldn't see me like this. We've only been together for three months."
"(Y/F/N), we slept together before we started dating and on the first date we talked about our deep dark issues. I think it's okay if I see you with the flu. Now let me please be there for you."
"Fair point."
Anytime you felt you were going to be sick, he was there, holding your hair back and assuring you soothingly. Anything he could do to help you, he wanted to.
Mark held your hair back as another round came up. God this was hell. Physical and emotional hell. When he walked out to go grab something, you laid down on the cool tile. He came back in with a water bottle and some crackers along with a smile.
"What? The tile is nice and cold."
He helped pull you up so you were sitting up against the cabinets, "You know you need to drink to re-hydrate. And these crackers might help."
Your hair was a mess as he brushed it out and sat beside you. He rubbed your back lovingly until your eyes felt heavy and all you wanted to do was sleep.
"Alright. Lets get you to bed," he spoke, sweeping you into his arms.
He placed you into bed and disappeared before coming back with a fresh garbage can. After placing it beside the bed, he climbed in next to you.
"Mark, you don't have to stay with me. You could get sick and-"
"I'm not leaving unless you need me to get something."
"What about work?"
"I'll call in. You're more important."
A smile crossed your face as you rolled over, resting your head on his chest. His arm snaked around you, one around your waist and the other stroked your hair. Finally, you were feeling a little bit better.
"Try to sleep. I'll still be here."
"Thank you," you mumbled sleepily, "I love you."
"I love you too."
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When other people say that they do not have enough time to get something done, they (often, if they're quite healthy) mean they are taking into account the time it takes to do the laundry and arrange new pieces of furniture and cook dinner and meet up with friends to see a movie and run to the post office or the hair dresser and take the dog for walks and do the dishes and paint their nails and drive to the store and go to their cousin's wedding and go to the barbecue their friend is throwing on the weekend
they don't winnow their life down to just spending time at the computer, working from when they wake up until they cannot focus their eyes anymore, granola bars, coffee, and bottles of water all around them because of course they did not take time to have lunch or breakfast, only dragging themselves away from work when they are truly too exhausted to do any of it anymore, and then lacking the energy to do much of anything that remains of life but to eat a tiny bit more, sponge themselves off, and go to sleep.
i just saw a video of a fursuiter on their bed, legs kicked back, head propped on their hands, delightedly announcing that after many years of hard work they had finally finished their Master's degree. And some part of me, some sick withered part, thought really? you had time to do a Master's degree while also getting a fursuit done? and going to conventions, presumably? you had time in the day to research fursuit makers, have a sona designed and drawn by someone else (or to draw it yourself), to contact a maker to make a duck tape dummy of yourself, and to have a friend over to help you make it and to cut it off of you, to send it in the mail to the maker, to then get it and make videos? you had time to set up this beautiful bedroom that i see in your video, with a soft pink sham on the bed and LED lights behind your bookshelf and lamps and all kinds of stuffed toys? you had a life? you were out playing, and dancing, and pursuing your hobbies, and you did a master's degree?
because when i was working on my doctorate, there was nothing. three layers of foam on the floor with a fitted sheet over it. a folding card table from aldi that had cost $40 that my grandparents got me. no food in the fridge. no time to even get the internet installed, just stolen wi-fi when my laptop could pick it up. i woke up, got dressed, and slunk into the office. i sat alone in the dark working until my hunger made me furious and i could not write another word. and then i walked to the grocery store, got something to subsist on, went home, ate, kickboxing video, went to sleep. every day. with almost nothing breaking the routine.
and ive gotten better, so much better, but my brain still kind of works that way. i feel like i have to quit my job and stop being a writer if i want to have hobbies. to paint my bedroom. to marinate a meat for longer than fifteen minutes. to get a driver's license again. to take a trip. but i dont want to be like that any more. how do people know when to stop? i feel like i have to give everything my absolute all until there is nothing left or else i have done nothing. i feel that i would have to treat a hobby like a job to get it done. I feel that anything that takes more than two minutes is a huge waste of time i must feel guilty for. i am working on all these things. jesus i have been working on them for years at this point. but because i have been so successful at telling people to do less, i get pulled in. interview. workshop invitation. email. urgent in the subject line. call from my agent. meeting request from my boss. new book idea, better sell it now while my sales figures still look good. recording studio session. deadline. writing. can you talk about this. can you talk about that. tag. email. book idea. deadline. long heartfelt email. still so often i have to take my own damn advice.
and this is why i am getting a fursuit made!! and going to cons! and going to leather and latex events! and making socials that are separate for these things!! i am going to let myself be silly and soft and do frivolous things. i am so sick of what i do to myself, all the pursuit of seeming like a strong mature adult.
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So. So. I have a horrific backlog in my inbox, and past attempts at answering it have generated more asks. Generally at a higher rate than I could answer the asks. Exceeding escape velocity. And I've been mulling over how to solve this, and my idea was to create a super-bus answer post. It'll be a little lengthy, so, you know. Click read more at your own risk. Roll them dice.
Well, you clicked it. God speed and god bless.
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I feel obligated to tell you i stayed up till four am reading a bunch of you stories, because they're incredible. Also feel like saying that the only other times ive stayed up this late in recent memory is when i was binge reading one piece so take that as you will. We'll see how much i regret this but odds are i wont like i didnt regret staying up reading one piece
Hahaha! Ha! Oof. I am extremely flattered and awed and impressed but also, my stories are going to be there tomorrow, and the next day, and maybe forever depending on how this whole "civilization" thing pans out. So. Sleep more. But also thank you for being a mega fan.
I had like, a week long binge of Naruto in middleschool that was awful. I didn't even like the show that much. People recommend anime to me now, and I feel like a former alcoholic turning down drinks at a party. No thank you, there's a 99% that will simply help be relax after work one day and a 1% chance that will ruin my life and I'll catch myself unironically saying "believe it!" years later, and I just can't take that chance. I have too many people depending on me.
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Anonymous says
i see you are also from Utah. do you have a favorite swig menu item
No. I've never actually been into a Swig. There were a few soda shops back in AZ, but I never really got them either - I'm still not sure how a gummy shark in a blue soda is supposed to make it taste better.
My poison is generally gas station stuff. Slurpees are amazing, and I also like their little pickled sausage snack things. Probably literal poison, but they call to me.
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Anonymous says
four more messages in my head. four more tests of sanity.
hm. troubling. hope you pass.
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Anonymous says
yooo “fireflies infinity mirror room” mention!!! i lived in Tempe for a few years…one time i was making my way down the escalator from the PHX skytrain and there was a group of like 20-30 Mormons (?) at the base of the escalator waiting there to welcome out-of-state Mormons to some sort of Mormon convention in…well, Mesa, presumably? google is now telling me it may have been for the Easter pageant.
That does sound likely. My grandpa was actually in charge of the easter pageant for a few years down there - I actually broke my arm on the little pony Mary rides to Bethlehem. I was trying to keep my little brother and sister on it by using my arms as a seatbelt, but when they fell off anyway, I just had to kids land on my arm from 6 foot drop and got blessed me with a third elbow. I had some crazy ideas on how to become a professional baseball player with it, but my dad insisted we go to the hospital to do drugs, and when I woke up they fixed the damn thing. Could've gone pro.
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@synapticwanderer says
hello! just wanted to say I'm a big fan, your stories make me laugh and sometimes cry and sometimes both, sometimes at once. when my partner asks me what I'm laughing so hard at I read them to them, and sometimes I just go read them to them anyway. thank you for sharing your delightful way with words with us, and I hope you don't mind that I've got notifications on for your posts (you and I think three other writers at the moment) anyway, have a great day!
I don't mind! I hope I haven't ruined that privilege, actually, I shitpost more than most people think. I like mixing happy and sad as well as silly and earnest. But. Yes. A lot of shitposts.
Anyway, thank you for the comment! Happy trails.
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@funnynamedottxt says
I kept hearing about your wrestling post, and then I saw the word “bisexual” when you were talking about it, so, needless to say, I sought it out immediately.
And, while this isn’t technically part of the actual post, in that reblog where you were talking to that one dude about sexism and societal issues and shit, you made some pussy joke about Lake Michigan and that may just be the best thing I’ve read all week.
Sorry about the run on sentence btw, I know it probably deeply hurts the writer in you, but I find it funny and am too lazy to self-censor sooooo
I'm glad you had a good time reading it. I don't know which gender I'd imagine the great lakes as to be honest. I just know that their thing with Michigan is beautiful and would be very distracting should I ever become an astronaut. I don't want to make fun of people for wanting a better world, and I would actually say I did a botch job on my response. Didn't realize it until several hundred people got mad at me. I know I write well, and the catch .22 of that is that people assume that my ability to read the room is probably higher than it is.
Anyway. I don't fault them for getting mad. Not my finest hour.
And I'm not a snob about run on sentences by the way. English teachers want to make rules about how you write and rules to follow, but that's because they need to grade by rubrics for it to be fair. It turns an art form into something mechanical though. Just make it natural and the rest comes after.
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@00x7 says
Hi. I hope you're doing well.
I had read your wrestling story. I had not laughed so hard in a great many years. I thank you for this, though I am also sympathetic to your misfortunes.
There was enough going on that I was naturally curious if you were or are Mormon, a curiosity born from being someone who grew up as such myself (something that being queer doesn't really bump up nicely against, though you hardly would need to hear such a thing from me), and which visiting your blog quickly answered for me.
Of course, scrolling down for two seconds immediately had me realize that you were also the kid with the grandpa and the worms. I had read the worm story before, but visiting somewhere and realizing it was you was a nearly transcendent experience. My third eye was rather forcibly opened. What a storied life you have had.
Anyway, as an amateur writer, I'm very happy to have found your blog. We don't know eachother, but your words resonate with me.
Whenever you read this, I hope you have a good one. Thank you.
Oh! That's my favorite thing - when people like two different stories with very different tones. It's kind of a would you love me if I wasn't beautiful sort of question - would you like my writing if it wasn't purely silly? And it makes me happy when the answer is yes.
I actually wandered through your blog to try and find your writing, but I didn't have much luck. I'd love to see some, if you're willing. Send me a link if you keep it on another platform. I couldn't do a critique if I wanted to - all my writing knowledge is just gut level stuff that I don't know how to share - but it's just a fun way to know people. And sometimes, I see a style and I go ah, I can pick a few shiny bits off this and wear them around.
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@turtletotem says Your bio says to tell you if we write, so, new follower here, and i write! Lots of fanfic (links in bio) and also original fiction under Shelly Greene and Elizabeth Belyeu (both on Amazon). Feel free to check it out, but I won’t take it personal if you don’t, lol.
I checked your pages on AO3 for this, and alas - No snippets for me first. You write books and novels, which is something I've always aspired towards, and never really suceeded at. I had this view when I started writing short stories that I'd eventually writer longer stories and serials and in fact I just got better at writing short stories. Which isn't much of a tragedy, actually, but it's a road I haven't really moved forward on yet. Writer to writer.
As a reader, I already have several books I've promised to read people. If you have any shorter works (less than 5k words?) lob them my way though! c
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Anonymous says
Just read your post about Atlas Shrugged (my condolences, comrade) and I must, simply MUST ask if you've ever heard of The Cobra Commander Dialogues? It asks the very important question "what if Cobra Commander was there and found this all at best inane and stupid, and at worst it offended his villainous sensibilities?" As someone who hasn't read the book OR watched the cartoon I found it very entertaining!
I just took a peeksies at those - they're beautiful. Dialogue is a great weakness of mine, and it is hard not to be a little envious of this writer. Thanks for sharing this with me.
For the curious
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Anonymous says
Your story about the breakup and the olives and the Slim Jim's and your dad made me cry -- not like, tear up, but an actual good cry for a couple minutes. I don't totally know why I reacted like that but I definitely felt better in some way afterwards. So, thanks. I think I'm gonna remember that story for the rest of my life.
The story stuck with me both because everyone involved was good. My ex's dad, the neighbor, my dad - everyone was doing their best. And it was true, wasn't it? Brains are good at remembering bad things. It's a breakup. And it hurt like hell. But the pain of that memory carries with it this feeling well, even when things suck, people don't. I also liked this view of my dad parenting so consciously. It wasn't a background thing to him. He thought a lot about what he was doing, and what he was saying, and how he was treating me. I owe him big for that.
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Anonymous says
What did you do with the left shoes after your date?
So, I think teenagers like being able to convey fuck you, I do what I want through their clothes. There are punk scenes for that, and goth, and other things. My way of doing that was just dressing aggressively badly. Mismatched plaids and sports jackets meant for people half my height and twice my width, purchased from goodwill, and basketball shorts mixed with knee high socks and on and on. That was part of my teenage rebellion.
Anyway, I added the shoes in and just wore mismatching shoes to make the outfit worse, both because it was a fashion crime, and because it was a litltle inside joke with my friends who knew the story. I wound up losing them over the years because I would use the left sets as makeshift projectiles.
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@galapagos-spinch says
I just wanted to compliment you on your story about wrestling a girl in middle school, you're a fantastic writer
Thanks. I have some regrets about that story, but it was fun to write, and it from a craft standpoint, i am proud of it. I appreciate the comment. :)
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Anonymous says
equality is when young boys aren't allowed physical boundaries i guess
Eesh. We're getting to wrestling asks. Look, when we all signed up for wrestling, we signed up to wrestle girls. It's part of the sport. If your boundary is to not wrestle girls, the way you maintain it is by not signing up for wrestling. The point of my response, which I did not convey clearly enough, was to ask for forgiveness for failure. A middle school boy falling short of the right thing is different from a middle school boy seeking to do the wrong thing, and as a bar, it's...
It's the kind of thing I'd hope people would go, Well, they're shits, but I can't hate them over it. Don't defend us as having done the right thing - we did not. Just, have some grace for the weakness of teens. They're still growing, and if you put too much pressure on them, they'll crumble. And we crumbled.
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Anonymous says
Hey there! Sorry, not actually a question, just wanted to say I've seen posts of yours reblogged before on occasion and I finally started following you because you're a gifted storyteller and your stories are hilarious, poignant, or both!
Oh! A relief. This is so nice. Thank you. Hopefully you read this. Maybe I should turn anonymous asks off or something going forward if I set myself on doing more of these super-bus replies.
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Anonymous says
i am crying with laughter at your stories. the way you tell them is perfect, please never stop
I'll try. I had a several month period of no writing after burning out on HFY. Wasn't sure how to make a genre change. I'll probably have more periods of quiet like that, but to be honest, my writing is probably my favorite thing that I do. I like engineering, and I'm pretty good at it, but I love this, and I am very good at it, and in periods where I don't write it feels almost painful.
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@auronlu says
just sending you some gentle love from an older queer person.
My parents moved to Utah after I went to grad school. I am eternally grateful that my dad turned down that promotion the first time, when I was about to enter high school, because I didn't want to lose my friends and move to Utah and go to school there in the 80s.
So I escaped, but I've seen a little bit of what you had to go through and I've heard from some of my mom's friends that she's made there how hard it is when you don't conform. I'm glad you were able to escape and that you have your own life now.
I bet that girl remembers you and that when these topics come up, she's not as willing to throw people like us under the bus without question.
you did the best you could in a very difficult situation, and by being you, you helped some of the next generation realize the lines they're told about queer people may not be true.
There may have been a closeted or questioning kid in that class, reassured by your example or simple refusal to show prejudice. you don't know what positive impact you had on those kids, but you went in with the best intentions you could and I have a feeling you did more good than you know.
take care and have a good life
( note: my main blog is actuslly @sepdet )
This is actually one of the earliest asks that I didn't want to answer because I didn't want to lose it. For anyone else looking, they're talking about a story I told about teaching primary as a Mormon.
I hope she does. I don't think anyone in the ward ever actually knew I was bi - I kept that very close to my chest. Even after I left. The kids certainly didn't. But they knew that I loved them very much, and they apparently felt strongly that I was a good person. I think the lesson I gave them was that a person can leave the church and still be good. I hope that serves them well.
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@karmaajr says
UR A FUNNY GUY 🫵
aw yissssss
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@abisexualfrog says
Hello, I just wanted to say that I really like your stories and the way you write, your style
Sometimes I’m in a bad mood and then I go read a few of your stories -I especially like the ones at your work- and it cheers me up because of how funny it is. (The fridge story? So good)(oh and the water balloon and and and… endless)
Im not super good at compliment because well English isn’t my first language and all that but I figured I could still tell you, can’t hurt.
So yeah I really really enjoy your writing!! It’s so good!
And not just the stories of things that happened to you, the other ones too, they are also very good
This is another one of the ones I kept because I didn't want to lose it.
Thank you for reading my stories. Your english is fantastic. And it is rare to get comments on my old fictional sci-fi pieces - those were kind of my baby's-first-steps. If you read those you are in deep, and I am incredibly touched.
I'd hug you if I could.
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@rockinhand says
the red bun on those burgers was actually dyed via Beets. i tried it when it was around and it was unremarkable
I know what this is referring to. Surprisingly. But I will leave it be and just enjoy have this remain esoteric bordering on arcane.
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@newkittypoom says
i saw your reblog on that falin fanart and i was like "wait. this is the 28 eggs snake guy?" and i came from the post about your wrasslin days and i saw you answer an ask about being ex-mormon and well. im definitely following the blog for your writing. thanks for sharing these stories!
thanks for commenting! It's flattering to get recognized online. Means my writing voice is distinct. Got a little niche and I'm thrivin' in it.
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Anonymous says
I'm sure someone must have pointed this out by now, but you weren't dating just because she thought you were dating. If that wasn't the kind of relationship you thought you were in, you weren't dating. She was just being presumptuous. You didn't "accidentally date" someone. You can't. Dating is a mutual, consensual thing.
Yeah. Yeah. Phrasing and all.
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@nbspacegay says
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Hi I read your dating stories they are hilarious. I am spiritually holding hands with you because I too am terrible at dating. I accidentally pterodactyl screamed at my boyfriend when he told me he loved me once. I did also love him. I just panicked, screamed and then quite literally sprinted away. I also did not have the excuse of being in high school because I was in university.
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if you so choose you can publish that last ask, i sent it becuase i thought you and your followers might find it funny
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also sorry for sending you three messages like a lunatic, but also feel free to ignore it
I haven't been ignoring this, it just got buried and then I panicked and it has been crushing me like an ancient marsh, squeezing out all my peaty-bits until all that was left was an ultra-flamable bed of hydrocarbons.
Pterodactyl screaming at your boyfriend is a power move. You should do it more often. I am going to answer more questions that way. I had a customer with a masters in geology ask me why I could not provide their specified sample rate, sample times, and sample counts, and I had to explain to them that you can actually only pick two of those numbers, and the third just happens, and that the numbers they gave me did not work that way. It's like saying "I need to drive 50 miles, and I want to drive at 15 mph for two hours." I'm like, yo, go faster, or drive longer, but you have given me a multiplication problem that does not work. And they kept arguing with me, despite the actuall oscilloscope screen telling them, hey, bozo, that math does not math, and I kept trying to reason with them, when in fact I should have just pterodactyl screamed.
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Anonymous says
When I saw your blog title my first thought was that it's a reference to psalm 137 (it's on my mind since it was just tisha b'av) and was wondering why a nonjew would do that, but then I realized you're a fan of Babylon so it's probably a reference to that. And then I googled it and apparently its also a song. So which one/which combination are you referencing?
Also your blind date story was a fascinating read, it made me laugh. Very impressed by your chutzpah
Oh nvm, saw that you answered the above in another ask, feel free to ignore
No, I totally get it. Mormonism robbed and scrambled the iconography of a lot of religions, but the two it yoinked the most from are the Masons and the Jews. Like, it is my culture now, but I will acknowledge that my culture is what would happen if you asked a 14 year old conman from NY to skin your culture and wear it. I can't imagine how weird it must be to hear us talk.
Glad to have you approval on the blind date story though. That was a nightmare.
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@conkreetmonkey says
Personally I think you should do the egg thing again just for the hell of it. I honestly would because you made it sound fun, but eggs be expensive around these parts
My budget is a liiiiittle bit tight for the next month because my wife is doing occupational therapy, but there's a grocery store nearby that sells quail eggs, and to celebrate her finishing that, I am going to be a dozen and shotgun those bad boys. Hell yeah.
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Anonymous says
bulking must be so easy if you can effortlessly consume 15 raw eggs
No, for two reasons.
The first is that it was not effortless. It was effortful. I had to sweat to get them down. I had to fight them into me. I have a very vivid memory of finishing the eggs, and then leaning over to tie my shoe, and feel the eggs start to actually tip out of me, not even as like, puking, but like emptying water out of a boot. I actually had to sit for a half hour after that for the eggs to actually stay.
The second reason is that eating is easy for me, but gaining muscle mass is not. If I work out like crazy and lift weights, I get very wirey, but I never actually get big. I tried bulking one time, and my muscles stayed the same size while the 20 pounds I gained just went right to my belly and I looked like a grape on a toothpick. Very wild experience. Made my peace with being a skinny nerd.
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just letting you know that you can sterilise raw eggs by keeping them at 130°F for a few hours, you can do this with a sous vide and eat them with no salmonella concerns
I love tumblr so much but all the people that read a story about some idiot eating 15 raw eggs on an impulse and then went ah, yes, this man clearly owns a sous vide machine and is willing to use it are crazier than I am. Get some realistic expecations of the world. Know your audience. You are setting your bar too high, and will find yourself endlessly disappointed. Stop it. This is why left leaning people are so fucking sad. They read the egg story and think they can solve my life with a sous vide, instead of reading the egg story and realizing that there is nothing in this world that could possibly save my from myself. I am not a stupid person. I am a highly motivated clever person who enjoys doing stupid things. There's no stopping that.
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@brambledboneyards says
Hey OP I just wanted to let you know I was informed when I was younger that farm fresh eggs will not give you salmonella. I would recommend fact checking this, but if it does remain true I hope you can date the cravings once more
This is actually good advice. I know several people who own chickens down here. Bless you.
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Some stores sell pasteurized eggs for recipes that require raw or undercooked eggs
Alas, they only sell egg whites down here, which are flavorless. I want the whole egg experience. The slime, the yolk, the cracking open - I appreciate the advice, but no, it's just not visceral enough.
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@decentmonster says
you'd probably love quail shooters tbh, you can get them at most sushi restaurants and theyre served raw and are really good (also safe to eat)
Also farm-fresh eggs are less likely to have salmonella!!
Two months time, I will eat a dozen raw quail eggs.
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I want you to know the egg story is literally one of the funniest things I've ever read in my life. I laughed so hard I woke up my husband
I think that was the first little life-short-story thing I posted. Maybe? I'm glad you had fun reading it.
#babylon-lore#there are like 40 asks in this#it took me three hours to answer all of them#BUT I DID#and i love you all#and if you are tagged in this and dont want to read the whole thing just control-f search your username and you'll be fine
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oc-tober day 9 - relationships
im a bit late to this day, but i was really busy yesterday, so! here i am to talk about one of the most important relationships ive cowritten with others, between my tiefling warlock river, @psikind's human sorcerer xilant and @sparklelight3's human warlock irene!!!
(art by @psikind )
this is a ship that's been following us for four years, since risk and i started shipping xilant and river before their campaign even began! a friend of risk's was like "haha what if your magic users kissed in barovia" and then we both went "wait shit they actually work really well together" and that was the end of that story. when the narrative puts you both in the hands of the thing you hate the most and you try to save each other from it ........... i love them. so much
(art by @anafishart )
and then irene entered the picture!!!! she joined the party not knowing that she was a caster and xilant had to train her after river had a fight with the entire party (read: river yelled at everyone and everyone yelled back). she's dating xilant, as is river, but irene and river have their own secret third thing going on and i love them for it <3
the way they confessed was actually fking hilarious. while trying to find camp, river overheard irene and xilant talking about their respective dark powers (and then had an encounter with Their Own but dw abt it :3). then they got quite literally dragged into said conversation, and the following occurred in this order:
river told xilant/irene that they totally called their mutual crush and was fine if they wanted to be together since river didn't want to hurt them
xilant confessed to liking both of them, not just one or the other
irene confessed to her dark power marking both of them as sacrifices. bonus round bc said confession Removed the marks so they were fine
and then they all kissed <3
(art by @sparklelight3 )
for river's side of things, xilant and irene are a majority of river's reason to live (as are the rest of the party). they've both proven time and time again that they would never abandon or give up on river for anything or anyone, gods or dark powers be damned. irene literally got the three of them promise rings, and by the three of them i mean river's missing right now so irene got three promise rings for herself, xilant and is saving the third for river for when the party finds them. i cried after that
(art by @psikind )
anyway hi. love wins and so does polyamory <3
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Im bored here is chase x y/n [house md] part 1
I have clinic duty today and I've never felt more exhausted. Working five to nine is already hard, but in addition to the headache I got from my hangover, it's a new kind of hell. I knew I shouldn't drink an excessive amount of liquor during a week day but what more can I say? I was in a state of absolute vulnerability and had a rough time processing an end to my two-year relationship, with my now ex-boyfriend. My head ached tremendously and I could feel a beating pulse on the back of it. I closed my eyes and relaxed my shoulders and sat calmly on the chair in House's office.
He walked in his sneakers with his cane towards the coffee pot and poured a glass for himself.
Currently, I'm still closing my eyes and ready to pass out any moment. I had enormous eyebags in dark shades of brown and black. Slightly smudged mascara and eyeliner was still visible because I haven't washed my face since last night. My hair was scuffed in a bad way, but I managed to clip it so it wouldn't be unbearable. I looked like a mess, I sound like a mess, my hair looks like a mess, and I have clinic duty today. This day couldn't not get any worse, right?
"Patient is in a severe state of comatose," House said while sipping his coffee.
"And?" Cameron replied.
"What is the word "severe" implying?" Chase said with furrowed eyebrows.
"It means she is half-dead and in a state of comatose "
"Great.." I say. "Just put her on the IV and wait for her to emerge from her beauty sleep three decades later, easy-peasy."
House turned his head from the whiteboard and looked at me straight in the eye, "oh yeah, I thought of the same thing, well obviously - are you hungover, Dr.?" House said it in the most sarcastic tone he could possibly say and I was about to tip over the edge of my seat listening to his rambling.
"Yeah. I am, House. I'm going to literally faint any minute now -have you done a tox-screen on the patient, might've been drug related."
"Patient's tox screen was clear, no sign of anything related to drugs." House said.
"Organ failure? Kidney? Or maybe cardiac arrest?" asked Foreman urgently.
"So you meant to say that half-dead meant bruised and butchered?" Chase replied to House.
"She's full of scars head to toe and has nasty fleshy wounds, my guess is high blood sugar is an underlying cause of all of this." House said.
"Hyperglycemia as an underlying problem?" I said with my eyes closed and palms covering my face.
"Yes, three points to the alchoholic." House pointed.
Chase was looking at me all concerned but I honestly don't need that kind of attention. I need something like a rebound, alchohol could get me far, but not far enough to forget. Memories of him linger, linger so dearly, hauntingly.
Chase said coldly, "Wake up, House told you to draw blood." He tapped my back whilst I was covering my face.
"Yeah..I'll do it." I said, in a breaking voice.
"Damn, what did this guy do to make you look like this." He left to check up on the patient.
He stopped and looked at me before he went out of House's office.
After a few minutes, I got the sample and I did some tests. I was looking through the microscope at the office and examining the patient's blood culture. There he was, he walked in. He slided the door and tried to not make it obvious he was there for me, but I could tell the opposite from his glare piercing through the back of my mind.
"Yeah, I'm here for you. Are you okay? I brought some juice for your hangover. I know we don't get along and I hardly know you but please just take the juice."
I stood up and stray away from the microscope. I folded my arms, "it's nice to think that somebody is here for me during times like these, but I don't quite enjoy being somebody else's guilt. I don't want your pity, Dr. Chase. But I will accept this juice, thanks."
He handed me the juice and glanced down, this somehow made me guilty for treating him like I did. I keep blaming my shitty behavior because of a break-up. I guess it's somehow true that it did lead up to this behavior but it is also my fault I don't take care of myself.
"Chase. I'm sorry I was acting all bitchy, I-"
"Yeah, I get it. I did pity you, from personal experience I felt a need to help, I guess."
"Oh, yeah. Thanks for the juice."
"Hey.." Chase said softly.
"Yeah?"
"Do you need a rebound, I could help you. It could ease the pain. No alchohol, no meds, just you and me. We could talk your feelings out. I don't want to smell your vodka scent anymore."
"Sure, whatever you say." I initially was thinking it would lead up to this but when I heard the words I just gave up and followed to his sayings because I think something like this could bring me some sort of rejoicement.
"I have clinic duty. I'll be at your place at seven."
"Deal."
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Dead Plate (Part 1)
hello!! its been a while since ive posted but here i am!!! so this game is Dead Plate created by STUDIO INVESTIGRAVE
i had played one of their games before, Elevator Hitch, and i really really enjoyed it! so im very excited for this new game that theyve released
though, this game is probably really different from Elevator Hitch, because that game was a visual novel type of game while this one has restaurant tycoon gameplay
still, im very excited
i hope i can get all the endings today (but probably not) as always, spoilers under the cut!
i know its literally just the title screen BUT it looks very classy
also the music? its a bop like yo BellKalengar is the composer and sound designer and like yo!! amazing job its literally just the title screen and im amazed already LMFAO
alright then lets begin
lolol i like the way they named the buttons for doing the tutorial, skipping the tutorial or just leaving the game on auto progress time to show up at 5 am then
the art is really cute these characters are really cute too esp the protag
i know its just the tutorial but i am very nervous LOL doing service jobs make me nervous (even tho this is only a fictional one)
bro protag why did u skim the interview thing 😭 is that why u've had 28 jobs in 7 years 💀
ooh interesting the cooks have an order in which they cook meals i need to remember that
wow so theres a lot to do huh theres seating the customers, taking their orders, bringing those orders to the kitchen, serving the food, going to the cash register to take their payments, cleaning up the tables AND throwing out the trash its a lot more than i was expecting,,,, lol good luck to me i guess
so like fun fact im actually not that good at playing games LOL esp this kind of game where theres like people and they have like a happy meter kind of thing going on i wonder if any of the endings will be tied to how well we do during the work day ?? probably
also can i just say that the music is really good i like the kinda jazzy (is that the right word??) vibes going on
it makes me less nervous about serving customers since its very chill LOL
WHY IS THIS CUSTOMER HITTING ME WITH A HARD QUESTION
I HAVE NO IDEA IF WE HAVE TO-GO BOXES OR WHATEVR WHAT HUH ?????
there is a right answer and i have no idea what it is im gonna lose my mind please. ok well lets pick an answer
im gonna go 'no' since the restaurant has a strict menu that changes daily right? so maybe they wouldnt do to-go boxes or ordering ahead and stuff (RIGHT???)
oh phew ok i picked the right one
LOL the banter between the protag and the tutorial guy (i dont know his name)
??? what the hell this customer just left right as i got the food bro 😭😭 have some patience damn this aint a fast food place
now i have to throw away this perfectly good meal (sorry cooks)
oh no now the real game is starting uhh aight alright then lets go
ok so that was like only three customers, i did pretty well but the day's not over yet shdajhsdsakhj i feel like a disaster n it was only three customers LMAO
oh it was only 3 customers for day 1 nice (i got jumpscared by the sound effect for the day ending LFMAO)
ooh green onion rolls,,, it looks good damn now i want to eat LOL
BITCH YOU LIVE LIKE THIS?????? damn,,,,
the music for this area is pretty chill tho
THE BATHROOM IS FLOODING??? AGAIN ?!??! BRO ??? THATS DISGUSTING
the window has a horrible view its just another building
oho? she? who???
bro dont leave the dishes for later thats sooo gross
??? HOW DID YOU BURN CEREAL???? WHAT DID YOU EVEN DO ??
i am appalled at the protag's lifestyle i cant even
so he has not finished writing lyrics and love letters for this girl he mentioned earlier the game is not revealing her name and im wondering why hmm its very sus
sorry im laughing so hard??? its mostly empty except for some cans and the fucking green onion rolls im cackling?? they look so out of place in this fridge LMFAO
bro how are you so bad at cooking that you burnt food in the microwave??? what are you doing???
wait. is his bed the couch???? bro i feel so bad for this guy
he biked through the rain,,,,, and he thought doing it fast would dry him,,, in the rain,,,,, im starting to understand why he somehow managed to burn cereal
he doesnt own an umbrella
aww this is cute thanks boss
he LIVES here??? wow damn his apartment is upstairs thats very cool
LOL protag keep ur mouth shut
day 2 here we go
SHIT HELP I TOOK TOO LONG ONE OF THE CUSTOMERS LEFT NOOO im restarting jkdsljlds its a good thing i saved
ahh i did way better this time but the day ended right as i was about to take out the trash LOL
oooh those look tasty too
oops ok so like i started day 3 right
well i was like 'i'll take out the trash before serving any customers' so that i can just easily clean up the tables right
uhh but then suddenly this happened ??? so like protag dropped the bag and cut their finger and the boss is having an odd reaction to the sight of blood methinks
HTHE BOSS JUST SLAPPED HIM ??? WTF
bro he just slapped him then was like 'oh dw someone else will clean it up' hello???? you just slapped ???? me ???
ok then moving on to the rest of the day i guess??
kinda weird looking but it still looks appetizing (the magic of art LOL)
oh shit theres a magazine ?? oops im gonna go back and read through previous ones oh nevermind its just the same one lmao
ohhh so this is where i buy items ok aight
and this catalogue is how our protag knew about the job for a waiter it also has an interview with our boss (Chef Vincent Charbonneau, i finally know his name) about the low number of employees i was wondering why we were the only waiter in the restaurant and i guess thats why
ok i bought the rollerskates cuz i need to be faster for the customers
oh and u can interact w the telephone to call 'her' but she doesnt pick up oof
sorry what is happening right now
what is that weird squelching sound?!?!?
BRO?? WTF WAS THAT ??? so like his body felt itchy, pressed Z to scratch and then suddenly lines were all over his body and then knives came out and i am so very confused
i think that was just a dream but what a weird nightmare
i guess onto day 4 then ?? at least i have my sick new rollerskates now
ooh that looks tasty
man i think im too slow cuz the timer always runs out while one more customer is still around lmfao, oh well
oh shit another nightmare
ohh so i can only equip one item at a time hmmm well since i bought the watch anyways i guess i'll use it
PFFT A CUSTOMER LEFT SORRY LADY,, she was waiting to be seated but i was preoccupied with serving food oopsies
restarting the day then
the nightmare hmm is the protag's name Rody since thats what it says on the label
DAMNIT I TOOK TOO LONG AGAIN
ok im just gonna use the rollerskates this time
AGGHH I KEEP TAKING TOO LONG ON THIS ONE CUSTOMER
restarting again,,,,
should i just let it go? probably but im not going to
IM GONNA LOSE MY MIND IVE RESTARTED SO MANY TIMES
ok well youve not seen it but i have restarted day 5 soo many times and i am hungry so,,, here's where i'll leave it for today
even though i am struggling and getting frustrated, im really enjoying the game so far! i wish i wasnt so terrible at playing it so i could see more of the story LOL
like what is up with the boss? who is this girl that the protag likes so much? what is up with his weird nightmares??? and will i ever be able to finish day 5 ?????
tune in next time LOL byebyeee
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I'm so curious about this: what's the future for Nancy and Ace?
Fast forward 50 or 60 years. Did they marry? Did they divorce? Did they never officially get together? Any children? Grandchildren? Did they grow and change for the better and have a healthier relationship or were they doomed from the beginning? What did they do with their lives?
Also how much of Nancy's style changed as she moved into the modern/present day?
IVE ACTUALLY BEEN WAITING FOR AN ASK LIKE THIS TYSM LAV 🩷🩷🩷🥺🥺
I'll give you the short response if you don't want rambles: Yes! It's a lot of trial and error, but they eventually get into a healthier and easier lifestyle and get married!
I feel like if it were based on the movie/book, they'd probably be doomed as some tragic romance.... BUT THIS IS MY S/I, AND I GET TO MAKE THEM HAPPY WITH A PICKET FENCE AND BABIES AND LOVE DOVEY DAMMIT 😠
Ace got a pretty big wake-up call the day Nancy finally told him off and wished he'd never been in her life. And for a while, that's where they all thought it would end. That, whatever Nancy and Ace had going on was history. Even Nancy thought it was the end for those next few weeks of avoiding each other and dread of seeing one or the other going into town.
It wasn't until one rather fateful night, when a very beaten up Ace turned up on Nancy's doorstep, just sitting in the steps of her porch smoking a cigarette. She dragged him inside [I'll admit a bit reluctant] and took him to the bathroom to clean him up. It was a bit tense, and God awfully awkward... But after Nancy was about to send him on his way, Ace gave a very difficult and rusty apology, and he wanted to be better- if she won't have him as a boyfriend yet, he'd want to start again as friends.
So they started there and worked all the way back to the top! Ace did chill out a whole lot once he got older - especially around eighteen or nineteen - and Nancy was gaining some more self love and confidence/self independence in herself, and that's when he and Nancy started to get a bit more serious and talk about settling down.
They never left Castle Rock, as much as a horrible fate that seemed like to them as kids. In the end, it seemed things turned out just fine for the both of them. And Ace finally got that God-damn blessing for Nancy's old man to marry her just like they'd planned when they were six years old... And her brothers are in good term with him - even if it takes a little longer to wear off on em.And imma just say it now... YES, THEY HAVE BABIESSS BECAUSE OF COURSE THEY DO HAVE YOU MET ME???
They actually have triplets! Three little girls with crazy curly brown hair and big mischevious blue eyes 🥺 I'm not sure about their names yet but their probably one of the greatest things to happen to Ace and Nancy [and now he understands Nancy's dad a whole lot better💀] And also adding, they have a dog too. 😌✨️
Nancy and her style to change a lot as she gets older and through the years- also gaining just a bit more confidence in herself to change her style up a bit from being less recluse and shy in a corner. She still keeps up with the style she's more comfortable with and gre up with some days, but I can see her growing into big earrings and crazy tie-dye dresses... If that's what you meant by style that is.😂
They grow old, never taking one day without reminding the other how much they love each other and the home they made, spending late nights reminiscing their youth and childhood. 🩷
#cherry rambles#cherry answers#ask#stand by me#stand by me 1986#🎀CobraBaby🎀#ace merrill#stand by me ace#stand by me nancy sullivan#selfship#selfshipping#selfship community#self shipping community
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What got you to start drawing the boys do you take requests? Cause I like the cafe au
IT MIGHT SEEM CRAZY ON WHAT IM BOUT TO S-
When I said I've been a SMG4 fan for 4 years, I left the channel for i dunno how many weeks or months has it been. Then one day I saw WOTFI 2023 recommended in my youtube page and was.
"Wotfi 2023? But I thought- wait- who are these characters again?"
Turns out I forgot that Ive only seen SMG4 and SMG3's (cocomelon ass) designs during wotfi 2022 where it was both of their first redesigns from the movie. I stopped watching for a bit cuz I got busy.
Then I came back to see they were both redesigned in a better version now. Now that I thought about "where was their second redesign then?"
So I knew that I had to binge watch every single episodes from smg4's channel right after wotfi 2022
I then saw how much Three has changed ever since after the 2022th christmas episode.
If I were to be honest, watching igbp for the first time in my life even Mar10 day. I was about 85% sure that Smg3 worries too much for Smg4's sake.
They both are cosmically linked and three can feel what the other of his partner is feeling soooooo?
*circles both of my hands*
Three's gay. He looked fruity he felt fruity. During the movie and during right after he helped four's ass to get his channel back from running again.
It suddenly gave me some time for my brain to tell me "DUDE WHAT ARE YOU DOING THIS COULD BE A HINT- THIS IS MAYBE AN ENEMIES TO LOVERS!" I responded to my brain like- HELL YEAH I'M NOTING THAT DOWN.
Cuz I cant just sit here and just "watch the movie without sayin nothin" I HAD to do something AND make analysis about it because thats what I do when I notice simple details!
So when smg3 confessed those feelings of his to Smg4 and even running to save his life back again and even after saying "we're friends!" This gave me a bit of a shock. Three. Did you know what you did? Did you realize how much it meant for smg4? Did you FORGET- that you said you and him werent friends during the 2020th wotfi?
So then after all of this time... that means smg3 has been the one and always a tsundere to smg4
Even after the castle disappeared, him and three's chemistry started going into an actual progress from both of their chemistry from the relationship.
Thats a dedication for me right there. I do it not only for fun, I do it for my wants, have, and needs.
I know its funny for a minor like me to do all of this dedicaded in just a simple job, I have all kinds of specialities to include my works and skills and use them for this fandom again from how I did to the past ones. (But those past fandoms are dead-)
Ahem- what was I talking about again? Oh right- 3 and 4... sorry got a little bit too chatty-
So I noticed even more about Smg3's notebook and was like- "gahd damn- three had his own personal notebook this whole time?! Whats even inside of it? I'm curious..." so yeah-
Now jumping to where I watched 2023 of wotfi again (twice now) to see its context about it- I was flabberGHASTED in after the "drawing" and also the mysterious tv guy whose also appearing on as the final antagonist in the modern era and a new one from the new era.
"Holysht. This is about to go bonkers for the fans making up stuff about those 'what-ifs' that smg4 made from the previous video back then. (The part where waluigi won or desti being alive)
I'm curious enough to see what happens and even if its about tv adware. Yes too.
(THERE. In November I started to become quite more invested from the fandom and decided to drop in my luggage and load out all of my junks called Info-Analysis?)
So- hello! (Again-) :D it was a pleasure meeting every and one of you all- I stopped in just to come back from the fandom that I never made commentary about but now I can ^^
I started with doodling and knowing basic anatomy and shapes of SMG3 and SMG4's design (the new one) so that I could start on doodling about them. But what I didnt expect for myself is that I had created a long time chapter of "Indigo Secret" that wasn't supposed to be there on purpose.
It was just supposed to be a "silly" comic about it from where ■■■■■■■■ to ■■■■■■■ about the problem and then the part in this that came into ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■ from ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■
*BEEP*
I took myself a big motive after my blog gained 10+ followers and more notes. I thought working here 24/7 would make me feel something more for destiny and the trip!
So- yeah. Work. :) even when I'm at school I also complete my assignments and all of the shts and after that I can continue on with continuing the pages and with some cute doodles with the boys from a scenario playing through my head.
Now you have me making all of this and that ^^
Thats whay I'm popular for :)
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2nd answer...
Thank you for liking the cafe au! It means so much to the both for me and shay from the collab to move on!
I did say from my boundaries I take free art request 1 at a time only- and I could allow a second art request if I do have the time ^^
Yes I do take art request :)
(Except for-
oc-shipping with SMG3/SMG4 cuz they're both together in the au
NSFW
Some stuff that I can't approve on-)
Ask away :)
Thanks for asking me stuffs anon I really enjoy talking ^^
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ive decided to make it into 2 parts 😏 dropping da first part for ya :3 (Titled it From Underneath)
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You didn’t have anything to do today, it was later in the day, around three pm. You had been out of the house for a few days, staying at friends, some work related things. Point is, you got home today for the first time in days. Coming home at around 11 am, yet growing bored around three pm. Hobie hadn’t had his playtime for days, but felt like years to him. You’d be lying if you denied the claim of missing him. What he could do in result to missing you so much. You knew he was around, in the shadows of course. Being well aware that he couldn’t take form during the day, but you were craving him after being gone so long. What if.. He could only come out if it was dark? Did it have to specifically be night time? You could always make your room dark.
You decided to give it a shot, using your blinds to block the sunlight seeping into the bedroom. It wasn’t super dark, but pretty dark. You huffed in frustration at this, dissatisfied with your attempt knowing it wouldn’t be good enough for him. Too lazy to put a blanket over the window.
“ I hope you know, ive missed you Hobie. I’m sure youve missed me too. “ You looked absolutely crazy, talking out into your bedroom who only had one person in it. “ I’m gonna try something. You gotta give me a sign you’re hearing me. “ You stood right next to your bed, ankle close to under the bed. You felt a light breeze. “ Atta boy. “ You murmured, before slowly going to sit down on the ground. You went sideways to see if he was visible from under the bed, but nothing. “ Haven’t felt your touch in days. M sure you’re goin crazy. “ You’d whisper into the darkness from under the bed. Silence.
You’d hum, and begin to strip, specifically just your pants and panties/boxers. Your whole world exposed to the empty bedroom. You seemed hesitant, but laid down on your stomach, feet barely under the bed. “ Show me you’re still here. “ Another breeze, then a weak grasp. “ Good, good. “ You mumbled to yourself before sliding your lower half under the bed. “ Think you can fuck me? “ You question, raising your ass up until it made contact with the bottom of the bed.
Quickly you felt something squeeze your thighs. But nothing else happened. “ Is it too bright out? Let me feel another breeze if yes. “
A breeze on your asscheek. “ Okay baby, hold on. “ You’d scramble out from under the bed and stand up. Shutting your bedroom door, and started to block up the only window with pillows and blankets. Then back under the bed. “ Okay- okay. Good now? “ You were given your answer quickly, as something forced your legs apart. something plunging inside you. Earning you to gasp out loudly, nearly wanting to scream. Whatever Hobie plunged into you, it was moving in a rapid pace, slightly disconnecting a piece to aggressively torture any other part of you to increase your pleasure, rubbing at an inhumane pace. You’d grab on to nothing, fingers digging in the carpet floor.
Was too bad Hobie couldn’t talk, maybe because of the little light begging to shine through the blankets and pillows covering your window. Or he just wanted to be silent. Either way, his actions were doing the talking. It proved just how much he missed you, stuffing up your hole til it made you nearly scream. The tentacle continuously prodding in and out of you. You were already a mess, burying your face into the carpet, taking him as best as you could. He was always a perfect fit though, as he could shape and form to the perfect size to fill you without the fear of tears or damage.
You moaned loudly, a drool puddle already forming on the carpet. The little tentacle swarming your sensitive organ. You knew damn well he could do this until the night grew, which wouldn’t be for another six hours. Even then, when night grew he’d be able to come out and take you entirely. He knew just how to break you, fix you, just to tear you apart once more.
It felt endless, an hour in, 5 orgasms forced out of you. The carpet under the bed would surely be paying the price, Hobies tentacle gushing your slick and cum in and out repeatedly.
You couldn’t take it anymore, and started to claw your way out from under the bed. He wasn’t in complete control, he wasn’t super strong thanks to the little light in the room. It took a few minutes to find the strength and crawl out, but you made it. His tentacles quickly withering away back into the darkness under the bed. You panted and laid down sideways, clutching your stomach. Too many orgasms were forced out of you way too soon. It had your legs weak like jelly, too sensitive to move. You laid like that with your feet close to under the bed. Feeling his breezes but ignored them. It was clear he wasn’t happy about you moving away.
“ Fuck. “ You whispered, before making the attempt to sit up. It took a few minutes but you managed to get up and clean yourself off for the day. The anticipation of the night keeping you distracted
(disclaimer this is super old.. so if the writing is weak i deeply apologize)
IM SCREAMING THIS IS SO SO SOOOOO AHEHDHDHDJDHDB IM LOSING NY MIND "atta boy" UGGGGGH
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Hey Mama, are you doing okay????? In class today we were looking at polar vortex in North America rn and one of the places my teacher talked about was the province i think you live in (you're Canadian, right???) and he said it was like -40 Degrees Celsius there!!!!! I don't even know how to comprehend those temperatures!!!! Like, are you still alive out there???
Hello my sweet summer child! <3 You're right, I am Canadian! And im not going to lie to you, its been rough out here. And more importantly, its been CONSISENTLY COLDER THAN THE SURFACE OF MARS HERE.
My area of the province has set several temperature records in the past few days:
January 14, 2024: New record of -45.1, Old record of -41.6 set in 2020
January 13, 2024: New record of -45.3, Old record of -41.7 set in 1972
January 12, 2024: New record of -45.9, Old record of -39.4 set in 1969
This doesn't account for the Windchill factor which effectively made the temperatures closer to -55 degrees or colder. To put it into context the only way I can think to, According to Environment Canada at:
-28 to -39 degrees Celsius exposed skin can freeze in 10-30 minutes.
-40 to -47 degrees Celsius exposed skin can freeze in 5-10 minutes.
-48 to -54 degrees Celsius exposed skin can freeze in 2-5 minutes.
Literally not a single car in my family's worked, no matter what we did. This is including extended family, so like, 13 cars. Its just too damn cold for them. Hospitals were literally wrapping their ambulances with heated blankets in between calls so that the entire engine wouldn't freeze. In their heated garage.
Its about an eight day wait for any kind of towing or boosting services. From any provider.
We out here, we cant see anything through the ice fog because the air itself is frozen, but we out here.
Also, I feel like this is the perfect opportunity to give the rest of you much farther south than me tips for surviving other wandering polar vortex's in the future, because at least we're prepared up here:
YOU NEED SURVIVAL EQUPMENT IN YOUR CAR!!! I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH!!!! I'm talking heavy duty gloves, hats, socks, blankets, those heat reflective thermal blankets. If possible, have enough for at least two people but if you're a family ensure there's clothes for every member of your family. I also highly recommend that you get hand and feet warmers to put into your boots and gloves to prevent frostbite
Here is a good checklist to keep, and is very similar to what I have in my car:
https://todayshomeowner.com/weather/guides/winter-survival-kit-for-your-vehicle/
On that note, dressing for seriously cold weather is no fucking joke either, okay? There's an art to it, and that art is L A Y E R S . More layers than you think you need, and then one more. If you can bend your arms or legs without struggling at least a little bit, put another sweater on, underneath your windproof thick outer layer. And another pair of socks. Never leave the house without a hat and your ears covered.
Here's a good guide, which includes the warning signs, symptoms, and suggested actions for each stage of frostbite and hypothermia. Which, in case you didn't know happen in three stages of severity similar to burns but on the opposite side of the temperature scale.
Sorry to turn this into a Winter Weather Safety PSA but I genuinely cannot stress enough how important it is to be prepared in extreme cold. And please, for the love of everything good on this earth, do not and do not let your friends or anyone else walk anywhere when they've been drinking. Do. Not.
Every year in my city at LEAST several collage kids freeze to death because "their place isn't that far" "I have a good jacket." "Ive done it before."
People have frozen to death outside bars because they fell in a snowbank and were too drunk to get out and nobody saw them, because they tried to walk home.
Anyways, stay safe (and warm) out there everyone!!!!
#answered asks#haleigh speaks#not tolkien#but very important!!!!!#winter safety#winter safety tips#extreme cold#I'm from northern Canada okay i know what I'm talking about#polar vortex
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i just want my parents to look me in the eyes and tell me it's all gonna work out
i just want them to acknowledge that ive gone through hell, still am going through hell
i want them to tell me it's okay that im hemorrhaging money, because unexpected shit happens and they cost money
i want them to tell me ive done a good job so far. that im doing good, taking care of my cat even though it's costing me so damn much. and the whole freezer thing. has been so expensive.
we've been two adults, both with special diets (i have restricted eating disorder and partner is vegan) and a cat who is now on his second malignant tumor. as well as a huge abscess in december (and dental care). and the three of us has been living on 16k SEK a month. that's less than i earned when i worked full time when it was just me and the cat.
i just want some acknowledgement for how well ive been managing my money despite this. i still have a fairly big savings account. despite all of this bullshit i havent had to take that much from my savings. enough to hurt, but not enough to cripple.
i just. i just fucking want my parents to acknowledge that im in pain. im fighting myself every single day and they dont care.
just a few years ago i made some stupid post about how "i got my anxiety all on my own, my parents/upbringing had no part in it". it sure did. ive been. so loyal to them, my entire life, and for what? to be the black sheep of the family, to be viewed as a disappointment.
im sorry i can't be like my brother. im sorry i need help all the time. im sorry im 26 years old and still not independent. im sorry for being depressed and burned out. im sorry for quitting my job. im so, so sorry for disappointing you. im sorry.
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So, I started Ozempic to help my diabetes. I tolerated the first three 0.25 doses with no problems. Started the 0.50 doses and immediately got severely nauseous, not to the extent of throwing up, but pretty close. Then, after my 3rd 0.5 dose (it’s 1 shot a week, so this was week 6, with the previous 2 weeks of me barely being able to get out of bed), I got violently ill, throwing up, diarrhea, the works. And severe pain in my lower right stomach. ,y husband was convinced it was appendicitis, because I ha d 9 out of 10 of the most common symptoms from google. He finally got in touch with the liver clinic head (we are both idiots who didn’t program the damn emergency number in our phones and couldn’t find the paper in out binder that has it) on a Saturday, which was extremely involved. She told us to call the ambulance and take me to the local hospital instead of Hopkins. We did that, and my vitals met the curriculum for sepsis, so they drove me Priority 1, which is the lights, siren, blowing through intersections, the works. Let me tell you, that is NOT a fun ride, especially when your gut hurts. So many bumps. Anyway, after all the tests and a few hours a local hospital, I was transferred to Hopkins. Again, not a fun ride with a painful gut. All the testing done again, and agreed: Appendicitis. Went into surgery on Sunday (Father’s Day) and the doctor said 1) my appendix was gangrenous and necrotic and 2) the worst appendix he’d ever seen. Awesome. So this was my view for several days of South Baltimore:
Here’s a photo of the most plastic omelet I’ve ever had. Normally the food at Hopkins isn’t too bad, but this was awful. I ate it though.
And here’s a photo of my IV line, that I accidentally ripped out of my hand and bled all over the bathroom floor. I felt terrible for the nurses, but they said it happens all the time. Yikes.
My room (I called it my she-shed, I’ve been in it so much in the past year.
And the gorgeous flowers my daughter gave me:
And this was funny. My diet got changed to regular from liquid only after I’d already ordered my dinner, so the food service gave me both my broth and sodas and my real dinner with more sodas. I ended up taking home like a case worth of Diet Coke, which is worth some $$ in today’s economy. The pyramid gave me and the nurses a good laugh though.
I got discharged 2 days before my daughter’s 18th birthday, and I was determined to make her cake. I ordered all the glitter and fondant and molds in the hospital and we picked them up on our way home from the hospital. I haven’t decorated a cake in years, but it turned out pretty ok.
Even better, she seemed to like it. Confetti cake with vanilla better cream icing.
All in all, an eventful week in the middle of June. 😂
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First off. The first 2 minutes of the FC is literally Ranboo breathing (and really fucking loudly for some reason??) and walking around and saying 'what the hell' over and over and I think that's really funny. Because the breathing was not in the og stream why was it added
Anyways hey guys, remember when Ranboo said that Founder's Cut would be PRIMARILY episode 3??? Also also guys remember when they said that it would be like watching a whole new experience??? Because. Where is that. I'm 90% sure I did not hallucinate them saying that.
If Ranboo keeps making false promises they're going to end up losing their audience's trust. This is a repeated theme with them with GL now and IK that they're excited as hell for this! I would be too if I got the chance to do something similar! But he's promising too many things and then not following through.
I feel like I just watched all three episodes again with a few more editing effects, angles, and the finale scene changed up a bit. They did remove a lot of the massive filler stuff which I think helped a LOT but it's still. Just the streams
Also nearly none of the plot holes were fixed. I literally pulled up my year-old miro board titled 'Genloss Hell' with literally every detail I could process and. Nothing
I honestly don't know how it could've been improved with the material they had to work with but I did just watch all three episodes again. I don't have much to say about the ending bit since it's like 40 seconds of material and the reward video is just a promo for the vhs.
I do wish them + the teams that he hires the best but I feel this generation could have been done SO much better in so many ways. The issues have been said by everyone under the sun here so I won't go into that but I agree that the fan content PRE g1 felt better. And that's probably not a good thing. I'll begrudgingly follow the series to its end because I want to see GL improve. Hopefully it does. Either way I will be a frequent of this blog
Also the reverb effect on the voices is too fucking much I can't hear a damn thing they're saying although that's maybe an APD thing. They would benefit from captions though I think Ranboo can afford getting someone to do captions.
ok ive been sitting on this a few days because i haven't watched the founders cut but i still haven't so i might as well answer it now lol. i can't speak to the content being the same throughout but i did watch about 10 minutes somewhere in the middle at the carousel bit and it definitely felt very similar except the cuts would feel kind of random and skip forward? im glad a lot of the filler was cut though. also for real it took him a year to make this i feel like subtitles is the bare minimum
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Imagine if an office worker or a repetitive job workaholic like that got stuck in a time loop.
but due to how repetitive their life usually is they dont notice and just continue their work.
until the manager or the wild card of the facility or something falls into the time loop.
for three days The wild card thinks they are the only one until they decide to grab a random workers coffee for the hell of it, the worker scowls at them before continuing their work but the wildcard doesn’t care as it will all restart soon.
when it does restart the worker casually grabs two cups of coffee in case the wildcard steals one again, which alarms them.
the wildcard walks up to the worker, a bit nervous but they haven’t had a unique conversation in a while so excited too.
"You, you arent in the loop..are you?“
the worker gives a worried and slightly confused look back.
"in the loop of what? did i miss a meeting or something, I dont think ive gone to one for a while so i could of“
the wild card starts to realise something off.
"what do ya mean, we just had one yesterday..
the wild card tries to think back to the meeting that was canonically yesterday but in their mind was at least three days ago
….i think you were there“
the worker responds curtly
"You sure you arent losing track of days? that meeting was at least..
they pause trying to approximately think of how long its been before giving up
i dunno but at least a month ago“
the wild card is dumbfounded
"wait…youve been in here for a while haven’t you“
the worker looks back even more confused.
"Yeah, ive been working here for a few odd years whats your point?“
the wild card has the urge to choke the worker with their own neck tie, how dumb can they be.
"No i mean the loop, the literal time loop we are stuck in
…HOW THE HELL DO YOU NOT KNOW THAT“
the worker blinks stupidly at the wildcards sudden outburst
the worker eventually lets out a weak reply
"Wha, i mean, erm, you ok?“
the wild card, defeated walks away grumbling under their breath
out of everyone in this god damned facility why, them, why, no one else god??
until they’re reset again.
this time the worker doesnt go to work they instead look around, eventually finding a calander and finally realising they’ve been repeating the same day for possibly years.
they kinda feel like laughing
they’ve done the same work day after day after day
for what, nothing??
no one will even know
eventually they do start laughing
it starts as a small shaky laugh
before turning into a chuckle
and then a cry,
tears streaming down their face as they sink down the wall.
the wild card just looks around, for any clues of how to get out of this dump without the workers help, in their mind they’ll get out of here without or with them,
until they hears their cry and against their better judgement goes to help them.
after a few loops the wild card helps the worker to deal with this
promising to at least promote them after all this to make it worth it
which is followed promptly by the worker’s resignation notice and the humble request of a few thousand worth of compensation money.
apparently a few years of this place tires down even the most workaholic workers.
after that decide to team up indefinitely.
wild card has the high level clearance to get around
worker knows the layout and facility the best.
together they try and find out
why exactly the worker was stuck in the time loop at the start of this.
how the wild card got in.
and how exactly to get out of it.
but that will never be answered because i just made this all up and i can not make games or stories lol.
not like anyone’s invested anyway
#casual#story#what if#writers on tumblr#hah i spent way too mych time on what was supposed to be a what if scneario#hope no one actually got invested in tbis random thing#i mean probably not#but never the less i have no skills to continue it#its just a funny thing for tumblr#story prompt#might be good though i guess#anyway if ya reading the tags hope ya have a good day!#and sorry for submitting you to ny god awful grammar#im definitely failing english arent i
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i feel like the difference between zos with eso and larian with bg3 is like night and day. larian put so much love and effort into bg3 but it feels like zos actually fucking hates their players and wants everyone to suffer
like when it comes to updates it feels like larian is kissing me with tongue but zos barely even gives me scraps, even when they hype up how long their patch notes are. there was one "fix" zos had implemented on pts where youd only get sprinting animations when you actually held shift to sprint otherwise youd just get the normal running animation. as someone who does a lot of mat farming ive got a super speedy toon and it looked so damn stupid. like imagine someones running around twice as fast as usain bolt but with the gait of a casual jogger! so stupid and ugly! the "fix" never actually made it to the live server bc this is one of the few times zos actually listened to the players but guess what made it on to the patch notes for the live server soon after? yup! they said in the patch notes that this "fix" was on the live server when it wasnt at all! they just left it in the official live server patch notes to pad out the length bc they spent so much time hyping up how long the patch notes were gonna be bc they were fixing so much stuff
ive never had any issues with combat at all in bg3, it works exceedingly well and i quite enjoy it. and then zos broke the blocking mechanic... three times in a row... ive also been having problems with my 2 arcanists too. if i use my green beam but literally anything interrupts me then i cant use ANY of my abilities at all until the beam ability normally wouldve ended. normally if someone bashes you while channeling an ability like that you just cant recast that ability for like 2 secs at most but you can still use other abilities. for me i cant do anything at all. anything that interrupts my ability will cause this to happen such as a summoned companion finally appearing. this isnt a lag thing either, it happens when my ping is as low as 70 or off the charts at 999. the arcanist class is part of a $70 dlc and altho i got it on sale id expect any game company to do some fucking quality checks on their shit before launching it!
larians depiction of the world makes sense too compared with some of the more recent eso dlcs. like necrom is an ancient city, possibly one of the oldest in morrowind and prolly like 4 thousand years old. its also the epicenter of morrowinds funerary culture where people go to cremate their honoured dead. you can see carts all over the city carrying coffins. so tell me why in a city that relies on carts for something so fucking culturally important and so regular do they not have some sorta permanent infrastructure for carts? they just have wooden ramps barely big enough for a single cart on MOST stair cases, theres even some stairs near the cremation section of the city with absolutely no ramps whatsoever. death be so common by the time of eso with shit like the knehatan flu and the three banners war and molag bals planemeld and so on and so forth, its a very turbulent time with people dying left right and center! the stairs that do have ramps only have one single ramp! oh good lord the traffic jams must be a fucking nightmare! what if one of those ramps breaks bc its literally just made of wood? what are people to do then? i doubt you could get away with just leaving your ancestor there for a bit either bc ancestors and their care are so important to the culture! youre just fucked if one of those shitty ramps snaps like a twig underneath the very constant wear and tear! the main gate doesnt even have ramps either, the main fucking gate to the city is rampless!
larians fast at fixing their bugs and mistakes too. meanwhile necrom launched with a couple of audio mistakes. most notably the telvanni peninsula zone didnt have any ambient music at all and throughout azandars whole questline all other npcs had no audio to their dialogue so the game would skip right over subtitles, thankfully i already had npc subtitles turned on in my chatbox so i had the luxury to read them while azandar immediately went right back to speaking. it took zos several fucking months to fix those audio issues. i literally beat bg3 in the time it took zos to fix the audio bug, i even made several new ocs with backstories in that time too. also during that time playing bg3 i didnt have any issues with missing music or dialogue audio! when larian does encounter a bug or mistake its usually fixed by the 2nd update after the mistake comes up
zos has also outright stolen tes fanart and passed it off as their own creation and put it in a lootbox people could spend irl money to gamble for. lately with my last rant about the jubilee maintenance it feels like theyre trying to pit players against each other rather than taking responsibility for their shitty way of handling the scenario. they turned the situation into an us versus them sorta fight on the forums between folks who just wanted the rewards from the final day of the jubilee event and those who wanted access to their account back, zos just sat back and watched everyone bicker and fight
playing bg3 has made me fully aware of just how shitty eso is. like i can handle some of the bugs zos throws my way bc ive spent years playing skyrim, its just the usual tes bugs. with each quarter tho it feels like a new round of bugs comes in, just as many as are in skyrim. the bugs and errors and mistakes just keep adding up more and more and more. its just never ending shit and bg3 wouldnt treat me like that!
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