#like im usually the helper but now i need help :(

[phantom-tiger]

I fell up a step stool at work, trying to get workers comp is a thing and a half don't do it lol

ᵛᵛᵛ ᵐᵒʳᵉ ᶦⁿᶠᵒ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ˢᵗʳᵘᵍᵍˡᵉˢ ᵗᵐ ᵒᶠ ʷᵒʳᵏᵉʳˢ ᶜᵒᵐᵖ ᵛᵛᵛ

luckily it's just a bad strain, but im also kinda sad I didn't break my shit for milestones sake lol. It happened at 12:40am and I worked till 5:40am when my manager came in as well lul.

I figured it wasn't broken cuz I could wiggle my toes and could stand on it without being in immense pain, but when I got home my Mom saw and she's a nurse and she said there's a possibility something could be broken bc it swelled immediately - im uncertain if i heard a pop or crunch bc I had headphones in :).

But getting workers comp - I was told to go home, mother told me I need to get it seen/an xray, called back told I should've filled out an incident report, didn't get to do that till the next day, where there the managers just handed me a list of doctors that work with my work. I start calling places, one place it took 3 calls to figure out they don't take workers comp any more, another said they couldn't see me for two weeks, and then another place had to be the one to tell me 'oh - [your work] is supposed to set up the appointment for you' - *why* give me a list of doctors if they're going to choose anyway - more back and forth calls with my manager and like the head of the store - finally HR guy gets in contact with me - apparently your initial visit is covered regardless of where it's at - great perfect there's an urgent care right down the road from me, start heading there, HR guy calls and says the *urgent care* is also by appointment only, so I head to one that's 30 mins away -MIND YOU- im driving myself around, uncertain if my shits broken or not lol. But after that it was fairly smooth sailing, the walk-in clinic was very nice and the HR guy is very sweet and helpful - letsfuckinggo Greg.

The doctor was also concerned about it being broken which makes me feel better, and not just like My Mom being A Mom tm and concerned. The doctor/we were concerned about the high tiny bones. But yeah just a bad strain. It happened on 'Tuesday' (i work nightshift so tues 11 to wed 7am) and my schedule worked so that I was off wed and thurs,, that was my two days off 🙃🙃🙃.

My Manager (whos a Good guy) has "threatened" that he's got sit down work for me and evil laughing lol. There's been talk of physical therapy but idk. But that's whats happening with me lul

[mxltifxnd0m]

boyfriend headcanons ⟡ d. winchester

pairings: dean winchester x reader, dean winchester x gn! reader

word count: 1.2K

warnings: no use of 'y/n', fluff, one suggestive comment, a smidge of angst, reader is to be implied as a hunter, lowercase intended

a/n: SURPRISE! i made the dean version of bf headcanons. i stayed up until 3am making this bc my mind had ideas and i didn't want to lose them lol (ik im crazy 😁) also technically my first fic for dean lmao

i hope you all enjoy and please reblog and comment, it really helps out!!

𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

⟡ before dating you:

was super attracted to you before he even said a single word to you 

it was definitely lust at first sight (he wouldn't have minded sleeping with you) 

then you opened your mouth, and he was like, oh man, they're gonna be trouble, aren't they (as if he isn't trouble as well) 

you guys bickered a lot. like A LOT to the point where sam would have to remove himself from the room or get in between you two in order to stop the bickering 

the bickering got so bad that sam had to lock the two of you in the motel room sam and he were sharing and didn't let you guys out until the two of you could have a civil conversation 

you guys eventually stopped bickering out of malice after finding common ground between the two of you 

there was bickering but it read more of an old married couple bantering with one another 

then somehow, you guys became friends, and the physical attraction that dean had to you had morphed into something else and then he realized that he liked you 

he only confessed his feelings when you had a close call with a ghoul and blurted out his feelings to you when patching you up 

⟡ dating dean winchester:

you would describe dating dean as a roller coaster, but like all relationships, it has its ups and downs 

it was hard to have vulnerable conversations with dean without the infamous hunters' helper (alcohol lol)

you guys fought a lot at the beginning of your relationship bc you were fighting tooth and nail to get him to at least try and talk to you 

you soon realized that you would have to take a different approach to it and eventually let him come to you when he needed it 

it took a while, but once he put his walls down and trusted you, it seemed like a weight was lifted off of him when he finally told you a sliver of what was going on in his head 

⟡ soft dean!

now, this is where we get soft! dean 

we all know that dean is secretly a softy at heart, and you see it in the more quiet moments with him

he'll stare at you when the two of you are researching or when you're bustling around the kitchen, prepping and cooking lunch for the three of you 

and without fail, a cute blush will appear on his face, making his freckles pop against the red hue of his cheeks as you catch him staring at you  "what are you looking at?" you asked with a wide smile on your face.  "just you sweetheart." he tries to play off his flustered state with a wink, but you shook your head, knowing he was a bit embarrassed he got caught staring.

speaking about getting flustered, he loves teasing you and trying to get you flustered with fleeting touches, flirty gestures, and outright whispering the filthiest things that he wants to do you during the most inconvenient times, like if you're on a case or researching 

what he didn't take into account when he started it was that you would dish it right back at him

he loves it when you keep him on your toes 

⟡ pet names

OH another thing, PET NAMES  he loves using pet names for you 

we have the usual sweetheart, babe (not baby bc you know you come in a close third after sam and the impala) (he's tried arguing that's not true, but you knew it and understood you came after both of them).

he would def call you honey, beautiful, angel, and some variation of your name/nickname 

if he's in a playful mood, he'd probably call you borderline cringe pet names like pumpkin, sweet cheeks, pookie these are the ones you roll your eyes at since he knows you hate them

⟡ love langauges

now, his love languages, his main ones to give are acts of service, physical affection, and quality time, while the ones he likes to receive are physical touch, words of affirmation, and quality time 

⟡ physical touch

now, physical touch is a given for dean  he's a very tactical man and is a sucker for it 

when he can, he'll always be touching you, holding your hand or resting on your shoulder, thighs pressed together while sitting together eating in a diner booth, cuddling while watching a movie or always being in his arms while sleeping together, making out wherever whenever (his favorite place is obviously in the backseat of baby) 

but there are days when he needs physical affection from you, and you gladly give it to him, and he's a sucker for you when you play with his hair 

PDA, man is shameless with the PDA  he doesn't care he will kiss you no matter what and when he can  he loves you, and even if he's afraid to say it, he'll definitely show it to you 

⟡ acts of service

which brings me to acts of service  dean will do anything for you even if you didn't ask for him to do it  makes breakfast for you almost every morning, gives you his flannel when you're cold (he loves to see you in his clothes), replaces the lightbulb in your lamp when you mentioned it was flickering, taking care of you when you get drunk (he did this even before the two of you started to date and bickered the entire time), but the list goes on and on 

dean just likes to take care of the people he loves (it was practically ingrained into him at a young age) 

⟡ quality time

he also likes spending time with you it doesn't matter if the two of you aren't talking and working on your own tasks; he likes being in your presence (it soothes him)  with how crazy his life is, he loves the mundane things/tasks he does with you

sometimes, he'll go run errands with you, not bc he's bored and wants to avoid research (which is actually the main excuse at times) but, he likes the sense of normalcy it brings him when the two of you are together, and when you spend time with him 

⟡ words of affirmation

now, dean would never admit it to you (or to himself), but he needs to be reassured 

his mind is a dangerous place for him, and he can find himself drowning in his self-deprecating and self-destructive thoughts (these are also the days he needs you the most, and your touch is grounding to him) 

your words act as a lifeboat for him in the chaotic storm that is his mind and calms them down significantly 

he slowly works on his self-esteem and self-worth, but with your help, it's a little easier for him 

⟡ protective

this is a given, but he is SO protective of you 

dean is a fiercely protective person at his core and will do anything and everything to keep the people that he loves safe, and now that includes you 

some arguments were had when dean was being overbearing and flat out refusing to let you go on certain hunts with them bc it was too dangerous. you had to remind him that you were a hunter before you met him and will continue being one until the day you decide to try and retire or die 

he doesn't like it when you hunt alone, and so he always tries to come with you or send sam with you if he's indisposed for some reason 

he's only like this bc he can't lose one of the best things in his life 

[asherxz]

Hi hope you are doing good :3

Can you do a Oneshot or Headcanon with TFP Starscream and a fem reader that is part of the Deceptions and has a crush on starscream but is not sure if to confess because she is a human ? (Feel free to delete😅)

Confessing to TFP Starscream HCS (fem human reader)

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I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG, ALL OF MY MOTIVATION JUST DISAPPEARED FOR NO REASON, BUT IM BACK!! I THINK... I'LL TRY MY BEST

btw i dont think i ended up mentioning gender in it? I just didnt know how to wrap that into this, i hope thats fine!!

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-Having a crush on Starscream while being human is... quite complicated.

-Does that make it impossible to get with him? Absolutely not.

-While Starscream may deny his affection to you, he absolutely does have a sweet spot for you.

-It all started when you first joined the Decepticons. You were simply going for a walk in a nearby forest, wanting to do nothing but relax, when you suddenly met the red and flashy Decepticon medic, Knockout.

-He was heartbroken after his conjunx endura, Breakdown, had sadly passed away. He had driven to the forest to get away from the bots on the Nemesis, just needing to cry his spark out.

-Despite your initial fear you felt when you first saw him, you still decided to approach the sad medic.

-And that's basically how it happened. He took you with him to the Nemesis, and after some convincing, you were officially a Decepticon

-One of the first bots you met was actually Starscream.

-When Starscream first met you, he was disgusted. How the frag was Knockout capable of convincing Lord Megatron to let you stay!?

-Knockout had actually convinced Megatron by explaining that he would be able to work much faster when he had a small helper to get into a bots crevices. Lucky you!

-At first, Starscream was very distant. He didn't like you, or your fleshy parts. He found it useless to have you around on the Nemesis.

-Often times, he would scoff and scowl when he caught a glimpse of you.

-The first time he genuinely had a conversation with you, he was practically forced to.

-It was after he had endured another beating from Megatron after a failed mission.

-He was filled with dents and scratches, it was incredibly he was still online.

-As he was sent to the medbay with Knockout, Starscream had been threatening the medic about his small organic companion.

-In absolutely no way did he want those organic small parts near him, much less on him.

-His protests only ended up fruitless, as he realised he was now stuck talking with the small organic, as you weren't allowed near him.

-To his surprise, you weren't that bad. Quite the opposite actually.

-It didn't take long for him to get absolutely infatuated with you.

-He hated the effects you had on him. You made his spark beat faster, and his processor run wild.

-He would still act like he despised you, but it was fairly obvious he wasn't.

-He would go to the medbay more often, usually using the excuse that old scars and such was hurting again.

-Of course, that was a lie, but he would use any excuse he could use to be somewhat close to you.

-As for you, you would probably notice his lies too.

-As you somewhat got closer to him through his visits, you would develop your own crush.

-The second Knockout even got the smallest idea that you liked Starscream, he would tease you SO MUCH.

-Of course, through his teasing, Knockout would also help you.

-Knockout could spot the crush Starscream was having on you, but he wanted you to figure this out on your own. Even if it was a pain to watch.

-Several times he would set you and Starscream up, making up an excuse as to why he had to leave you and Starscream alone in the medbay.

-You had to catch Knockout alone to explain to him that you were too anxious to confess, considering how you were... Well, human.

-Knockout really had to hold back a loud groan as you explained. He had seen Starscreams flustered faceplate when he was around you, and he knew himself that Starscream definitely liked you back.

-Instead of groaning, he just had to sigh and encourage you to at least try and confess to Starscream.

-Shortly after his encouraging words, Starscream came in.

-He had taken yet another beating from Megatron, and he was limping towards the medbay.

-When he had finally reached the entrance to the medbay, he practically colapsed onto the floor from exhaustion. He just barely held himself up, it was incredible he had enough energy to limp to the medbay.

-Knockout was quick to grab the second in command, hoisting him onto the medical slab.

-Starscream let out an exhausted sigh as he closed his optics for a few seconds, when he opened them, he looked over towards you.

-You had seen Starscream enter the medbay all broken, and it had immediatly worried you. Sure, he often came in like that after his 'meetings' with Megatron, but that only made you feel worse.

-You cautiosly walked to the edge of the table you were standing on, looking to Starscream, who was looking right back at you.

-He reached out his servo, allowing you to step onto it before moving you onto his chassis.

-This was new.

-You hadn't been this close to him before.

-Carefully, you moved closer to his helm, snuggling into it. You took a deep breath, finally confessing your feelings to him.

-It was an anxious and scared feeling you felt as you confessed, but it was now or never.

-You simply just never knew if it would be your last time seeing him. War was unpredictible, one could never know when a moment would be your last moment.

-Starscream tensed as he felt you snuggle closer and heard you confess. He stopped breathing for a moment, almost not believing what he had heard.

-Gently, he placed his servo over your frame, holding you close. With a shaking voice, he confessed back.

-He had no idea how this should work, or even if it will... but no matter what, he will stay by your side.. ♡

AAGH THIS WAS WAS FUN! LOVE ME SOME CUDDLING BOTS.

Honorable mention! @urlocalboynoah

[mrmistakemakeroy]

how i see "The helper" episode . (i have diagnosed adhd and autism fyi: everyone is different so take what i say with that context <3 not all autistic people are like me so please understand this is more based on my experience personally)

Really weird post i know but hear me out. When i watch "The helper " i immediatly think about having meltdowns as a little kid or just any age in general wether online or irl.

^ Like if you`re looking at it like i am, you can understand why id say it feels like hes having a meltdown / breakdown because something that makes sense to him most of the time, now makes no sense at all to him / freaks him out |

| (Being unable to help people because they do not need his help which he is not used to , thus making him react way worse then most people would sense it is something very special to him Like how people will have specific special intrests or hyperfixations etc) personally i freak out and get meltdowns when my pc is broken or needs fixed and i cannot draw whatsoever for long peroids of time. )

and how you / i would immediatly feel ashamed , nervous and guilty afterwards , or just generally exhausted or depending on the person feel like a burden on the people around you.

(also for this next part yes i know this is implied to be sylvia`s idea but it still makes me wanna tear up because it hits home way too hard) and other people will immediatly treat you as a "trouble maker" that has to be dealt with , punished or pushed aside even tho its something you cant help and sometimes cant even understand .

the dialogue espeically is a gut punch for me.

"ohh.. So this is the guy you want out of town "

" i get it " he`s hurt , and ashamed of himself. and its probably a stretch but i feel like this has happened before because of how he says " i get it . " then he tries to turn it into a positive as per usual to his character writing , thats how much he loves helping people.

its his special intrest / hyperfixation <3333 so of course he can try to turn it into something fun . and the rest of the episode goes on as he Does what they asked him to. and they immediately reward him for throwing himself out of their way .

(this genuinely makes me so mad i`m sorry fuck those towns people man you could`ve just talked to him instead GRAHHHH) and how he gets super happy after FINALLY pleasing them.

hes so silly :33

also this last bit makes me angry a little

"son"

"thanks" ( im going to eat your soul stfu /halfjoke )

"happy i could help!! "

"that makes two of us " (BONUS) ALSO I WANT TO MENTION the scene where he tries to " stop " lord hater. I feel like this is him being pushed to his absolute limit to a point he tried to do something very out of character just for the comfort and relief of "doing something good" like hes reverting to the basics of "being a good guy " just to get that comfort of helping someone again.

it reminds me of that Version of himself in "the wanders" where the piece of himself that holds his trauma / what made him want to help everyone is still not inside of him yet, and he goes on a rant about how he is going to stop lord hater

"wander are you okay ?? " "im MORE then okay "

"IMMMM PERFECT !"

"Now come trusty steed , its time to stop that HEARTLESS evil doer LORD HATER ONCE AND FOR ALL !! "

"wait what-" "stop ?"

"YES! i am a good guy , and he is a bad guy. " "AND I STOP HIM ! "

------------------- HELPPPPP.... seriously tho sorry for the long rant about this episode but it genuinely hit home so hard that i have cried multipule times unironicly because of it. Reminder that im veiwing this through my own experience of growing up on the spectrum (adhd + autism specifically) not everyone on the spectrum will be the same as me when it comes to this episode. I had to get this out of my system because it was eating at my brain sorry yall 💔💔💔

if i made any typos or worded anything weird its becuase its harder for me to write long posts plus as of writing its 01:17 on my computor clock.

[tarjapearce]

Lips anon! Oh my, that was quite a treat! That cherry gif tho 😳

Miguel is totally a sucker for her naughty side hehe

Imagine Miguel having a particularly rough day. Cherry Baby notices and cheers him up with a kiss. She can't help but notice his eyes are on her chest after. She promises to ask for forgiveness before she hooks the front of her dress down for her breasts to spill out.

Miguel's eyes widen, and he's at a loss for words. But before he can say anything, she fixes herself and clears her throat before getting up.

"I'll be tending to supper now--"

"Meet me here tonight? Same time as last time?"

Her cheeks flare red.

🤭🤭🤭 I love that we are exploring Cherry's sexuality, like she's slowly stopping being apologetic about it. 🤭

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Miguel's headache was rampant. The sun had been particularly hot, Agustín had a small backtrack in his training that almost got one of his helpers injured, your dad's finances were a mess that he had to fix. And of course, the fucking cherry ontop. Your mother.

At first her looks and comments rolled out of him like his sweat, unbothered by them. But then, after her finding out about his glances towards his daughter, she made sure to belittle him in every occasion she could, not wasting a chance. Even though you would apologize later, little sweet thing you were, they were growing tiresome and annoying.

You could only see him passing, a serious look in his face after your mother had just told him

"I'm glad people understand where they belong."

Why your mother was so set into giving him a hard time was beyond you, but of course, if the comments kept going, he'd surely leave. You followed to the barn and saw him sitting on his usual desk. He had even restored the small and tattered space and made it his office.

"Hey" He looked up with a small smile, hiding his headache behind his hand.

"Hey" It was curt, but gentle.

You sat on his lap, cheeks already redden and kissed him.

"I apologize for mom. She's... ugh. Stupid at times."

"Me está hartando. (Im growing sick of it.)"

You cradled him and he relaxed under your touch

"You're an amazing man, okay? You working hard was just the spark for me." You pecked his lips and cheeks, showering him in affection.

God, you were sweet. His Cerecita.

His hands roamed gently on your lower back. Your brain propped up an idea.

Oh lord, forgive me.

You'd mumble before slowly unbuttoning the front of your dress, His eyes were on you to then follow your chest, they widened with interest as you were freeing your breasts before him. They popped out to his eyes only.

"Imma tell dad about this. Mom needs to calm down."

He didn't hear you quite well, his attention on the pair of soft mounds before him.

You kissed him and stood up, fixing your dress.

"Meet me here tonight? Same time as last time?"

You giggled as you nodded.

You were certainly killing him.

[simping4-2manyppl]

hiii !

So I had this request : 2008!bill kaulitz x singer!reader (the reader is like reallyyyy famous). Could you make a story abt their most iconic scandal please ? (I know my request doesn't have many details and isn't very clear but I have too many ideas, ily 💋)

Bill Kaulitz 🎤

Stalker

Ok so i didn’t understand this request too much but i had such an amazing person help me so 🤭 here it is 😜! @nyxwritesshit (the amazing helper!!)

For a few weeks you’ve been getting weird things getting sent to you, it had started when you went to collect your fan mail and as you were going through the stack you found a special letter that caught your eye.

You were a bit weirded out by it since the letter showed old pictures of you or just unflattering pictures of you. It would also consist of a piece of paper in the letter explaining in deep detail of all the terrible things that would be done to you, and saying things about bill. Obviously most fans werent happy about your relationship but you didnt care, you were happy with him. But the letters obviously scared you a bit, so you called your boyfriend and asked him if he wouldn’t mind staying over.

He didnt. So when he went over to your place he asked if everything was alright, as a good bf does, you showed him the letter with the pictures and the writing.

“Oh my god.. i dont even have those pictures of you!” He said, trying to lighten up the mood. You laughed and hit his shoulder, “im serious! This really freaks me out!” You said, sighing.

“I know, if you want ill stay over and be with you as much as i can.” He said putting the letter down and giving you a hug.

You hugged him back and smiled at him, “thank you.” You said, looking up at him. He leaned down and gave you a quick peck on your lips.

“You’re welcome pretty girl.” He said, smiling back at you.

It was now a couple days since you had told bill about the letter and hes been with you every second of every day, trying to make you feel safe.

You were grateful, of course, but the letters didnt stop. You were scared to go out but bill assured you that everything would be fine, and that he would be with you the entire time.

You smiled and nodded, “thank you my love, i appreciate you so much!” You said, giving him a big hug.

He smiled and hugged you back, “anything for you mein schatz.” He says giving you a small peck on your cheek.

“Alright lets go yeah?” he said, holding your hand as you walked out of your apartment building. Bills bodyguards behind you, causing you to relax a bit more, knowing you were safe.

Usually youd have fans surround your building so you were used to it but as you were walking you noticed someone jump at you, screaming your name.

You turned to look at them and saw them approaching you, with a scary look on their face.

They grabbed your free arm and pulled you, making you scream out as they dug their nails into your skin, “THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR STEALING MY BOYFRIEND!” They said, punching you. You punched them back and pushed them off of you.

Before you knew it, you saw bill jumping onto the person, catching them off guard, making them land onto the floor.

Bill pinning them down as the body guards pulled bill off them, then grabbing the person.

Your jaw dropped, not expecting any of this to happen. “Oh my god, bill are you okay?” You said immediately running to him and making sure he wasnt hurt.

“Im fine, are you?” He said with a worried look on his face, “im fine, you didnt have to do that for me..” you said placing your hand on his cheek, “Of course i did, i wasnt going to let them hurt you.” He said frowning.

“Its all over, lets call the police and get this over with.” You said hugging him. “Yeah..” he said.

After the police got there and took the person away you went back with bill, thanking him non stop, which he just laughed at and said your welcome.

“Wow, i really need to get some bodyguards.” You said, letting out a small laugh, “yeah you do.” He said, also letting out a chuckle.

You smiled and hugged him, “you’re my hero, you know that?” You said, wrapping your arms around his neck.

He laughed and nodded, “just had to protect my beautiful girlfriend.” He said, smiling. You smiled back and leaned in, placing a small kiss on his lips.

“Ill forever be grateful for you meine liebe.” You said, giving him another soft kiss on the lips. He smirked and picked you up spinning you around, licking his teeth (how he does it in the gif!!) placing his lips onto yours.

Later on you found out the news got ahold of the situation, making it a big deal, and totally taking it out of context, but they usually did that, and you knew for future interviews they would ask what really happened so you knew you could speak out about it and explain what REALLY happened. But right now you were comfortable, cuddling with your bf, his head on your chest and you couldnt wish for anything better.

HEYY SO I HOPED MY POOKIES LIKED THIS, IDK THID REQUEST WAS A BIT CONFUSING BUT I TRIED MY BEST 💗💗 I HOPE U GUYS ENJOYED THIS ILY ALL SM 🤭🫶🏼

[silverskyeline]

'you're my favourite' 18+

oneshot - aerith and tifa can't seem to hide their feelings much longer. when they find themselves alone at the bar, it's all too much (2.2k words) pairing - aerith gainsborough & tifa lockhart (final fantasy 7 remake / rebirth) a/n - this is an older piece from around 2022 but i thought it would be good to finally post it to tumblr! tags - table sex, fingering, squirting (oops), wet & messy, friends to lovers, minimal plot, cute / sweet, sort of dom!aerith and sub!tifa? this is utter filth im so sorry

.・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・.

it was a sunday night, the night aerith usually helped at seventh heaven. she enjoyed the hustle and bustle and excited chatter from the guests. most of all, though, she enjoyed watching tifa gently tend to customers. there was care in her voice with each one and a warm smile to accompany her kind words.

.・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・.

the last customers made their way through the door and silence filled the room. tifa let a long, held-in sigh finally escape. the exhale eased her muscles and she placed her hands on the table in front of her, bowing her head slightly.

“weekend officially complete..” she said, defeated.

aerith grins as she waltzes over toward her slightly taller friend. bending over, she brushes tifa’s hair from her face to reveal her eyes. “we did it!” a pause and a chuckle, “well.. you did it.”

tifa matches her grin, cheeks flushing at the gentle contact. she stands straight and places her hands on her hips, “hey, don’t put yourself down like that! i couldn’t have gotten through this without my favourite helper!”

“faaaavourite?” aerith gasps softly with a coy smile, lifting herself onto the table to sit, legs hanging. she noted the flush on tifa’s cheeks, god she was so cute, wasn’t she? none of the men here deserved her, but who was aerith to say that?

a giggle slipped from tifa’s lips and she did her best to stifle it with her hand, “don’t act like it isn’t obvious!” she leans over to grab a bottle from behind the other, brushing aerith’s arm with her breasts. shit. her cheeks flush brighter, time for a joke. “i better be your favourite too!”

the flower girl was blushing too, kicking her legs slightly as a nervous tic. “my most favourite.” she admits, looking up at her with admiration before taking the bottle from tifa’s hand. “sunday is my favourite day of the week, you know, because... well, i get to spend time with you.” she can’t help but smile.

her eyes widened, and tifa’s face was bright red by this point. her heart thoroughly warmed, and now racing, she reached to take the bottle back to take it back to the bar. “..me too.” it was almost as though there was electricity sparking between them, she felt herself being pulled closer but did her best to remain composed.

grabbing her wrist, aerith takes it in her other hand and pushes it down to her lap, resting tifa’s hand on her thigh. a moment passed, and aerith set the bottle down on the table, her eyes resting upon tifa’s once more. they both stared, inching closer, hearts racing, hands shaking.

“kiss me.” aerith finally whispered, inches from tifa’s lips, “please.”

tifa did as she was told, leaning in to softly plant her lips against the others. they both instantaneously melted, letting out soft exhales into their mouths. aerith tucked tifa’s hair behind her ear, placing a hand on her cheek and rubbing softly with her thumb. the kiss grew in intensity, they had waited long enough - the longing stares, the occasional accidental touch, they wanted this, they needed this.

aerith’s other hand found its way to tifa’s chest, grabbing a breast that earned a soft yelp. the two giggled through their kiss and aerith grabbed one of tifa’s bracers, pulling her down onto her. pressed together, tifa felt a moan escape her as aerith continued to massage, it felt.. good, to be touched like this, especially by aerith. she wanted to ask for more, but she wasn’t sure how.

the moans and the pressure of tifa on top of her had aerith on edge, the way she slotted between her legs so perfectly, she could feel the wetness building. the urge to be touched was growing stronger, but most of all, she wanted to touch her, to feel how wet she was, and to have her writhing beneath her touch. her hand made its way from her cheek downwards until it found her skirt, inching underneath it to her shorts.

“p..please..” tifa breaks the kiss to whisper before burying her face back into the kiss to avoid any embarrassment. this had aerith grinning, so adorable...

and so, her hand went beneath over her underwear as she palmed at her wetness. aerith pulled back from the kiss and let out a soft breath, looking at tifa through hooded lids. “is.. is this okay?” she continuously works her hand. she’d… never done anything like this before, but it suddenly made sense.

tifa nods enthusiastically and bites her lip to contain her nerves, reaching down to place her hand over aerith's as she leans in to gently kiss her neck. her hips begin to rock against the friction, feeling soft moans creep up along her throat.

aerith melts, leaning back against the cool wood of the table as she gasps at the wet kisses on her skin and at how slick her fingers were becoming even through the fabric. feeling tifa rock against her touch, shit... it was so hot.

using her other hand, tifa shakily undoes aerith’s dress, going button by button. her dress falls open on either side. the cool air nips at her exposed body and causes her back to arch. more...

she’d had enough playing around, she needed to feel her, to have her warmth in her hands. aerith slipped a trembling hand beneath tifa’s underwear. it was there that she found the true goldmine. her hands were immediately drenched in tifa’s juices, fingers sliding over her exposed clit causing her to bite down on aerith’s neck. in a chain reaction, aerith winced and let out a low moan.

“touch me, i want you to touch me.” aerith says breathlessly through moans, “i want.. i want you to feel how wet i am for you.”

tifa continuously lets out soft moans against aerith’s neck, unbelievably turned on by how she worked her fingers. her legs grew weak. it was her turn.

she pulled back to quickly remove her shirt, breathing through the moans that threatened to escape as she did so. aerith looked up at her and watched how her face twitched with each swirl of a finger, and how the moans threatened to escape even more when her finger dipped further down. and then, tifa removed her bra. aerith’s breath hitched in her throat as her eyes were drawn to her breasts. she’d always admired them, always wanted to touch them, to feel them in her mouth and around her lips. now, she could feel herself drooling, saliva welling up around her tongue.

a bashful side overtook tifa and she gently led aerith’s hand out of her underwear, missing the touch as soon as it was gone. she gave her a gentle smile as she removed her bracers, removing her skirt, shorts, and underwear. tifa stepped out of her garments and stood, playing with her hands, face extremely flushed.

aerith simply admired her, leaning back against the table to take in the full view, it creaked beneath her. “tifa..” she spoke softly, “you’re beautiful.” sitting up to reach out and take her hands to see her full body, the smaller one smiled up at her. it was only fair she shared too. her jacket is tossed to the side leaving her dress to completely slip from her shoulders along with wriggling off her underwear. shyly, she removes her bra. 

tifa watches in awe, admiring the other slender frame. she seemed so delicate, yet she held such a massive and powerful personality, like a little ball of fire. “you’re.. you’re stunning, i..” tifa takes her in her arms, wrapping her in a close embrace and attempting not to let nerves get the best of her as their breasts touch. the skin-on-skin contact, the way tifa slotted in against aerith’s thighs. hot breath was exchanged between them as aerith wrapped her legs and arms around her.

moving her mouth towards her ear, aerith whispers in a hushed tone, “..fuck me. here. now. on this table. i want you to fuck me..”

a shaky breath makes its way out of tifa’s mouth and she nods in response. pulling back, she looks into her eyes for a moment before kissing her deeply. they began to rock in sync, both craving contact, as though they could not get close enough.

she hadn’t forgotten her request, tifa places a hand firmly against the table as she pushes aerith down against it. her other hand explores her body, rolling against her nipples and down along her tummy. her skin was so soft, and she loved the way aerith reacted beneath her. finally, her fingers reached her mound and tifa carefully slipped her fingers between her slit. she tried not to gasp through the kiss as she felt how slick she was, her fingers glided across her folds as aerith mewled and whined as though she had been waiting for this forever.

“you’re so wet for me..” tifa mumbles.

aerith mewls some more in response, hand desperately searching for tifa’s pussy - she craved it, she was hungry for it. when she found it, her body relaxed, enjoying the wetness between her fingers as she worked her clit, over… and over… slowly building. tifa cries out, breaking the kiss, legs shaking. the table creaked beneath the weight of the two, the bottles clanking with each buck of the hips.

their breath picked up as tifa’s fingers edged closer to aerith’s silky hole, a finger slipping in with ease.

“mh- ah!” aerith yells, relishing finally having the one she loved inside of her. she rolls her hips further in an attempt to get her deeper. her pace quickened on tifa’s clit, lost in the bliss.

“you like that..?” tifa whispers, inserting another finger, “does.. that feel good, hm?” her soft nurturing voice was like an alluring song, coaxing aerith further.

a moan was all she could respond with as tifa’s fingers slipped in and out of her hole in a rhythmic motion. aerith returned the favor, tracing her fingers along tifa’s lips down toward her needy hole. shaky moans were exchanged between the two as aerith’s three fingers glided inside. she used her thumb to flick her clit, causing tifa to squirm, she followed suit with her thumb.

the two were a quivering mess, moans growing in intensity as their wet juices flowed along each other's hands. they had wanted this for so long, to feel one another, to see wetness drip from their thighs in hunger.

tifa presses her forehead to aerith’s, picking up the pace to keep up with the intensity of aerith’s high-pitched moans. she was fucking her with force, her fingers working inside, curling. the bottles flew from the table, the wood rocking against the floor threatening to tip. with the combined swirling of her swollen, begging clit, aerith felt herself growing closer. her stomach sucks in, a deep pleasure growing from inside.

the way she was begging without words, the way their juices coated the table below them, the way aerith’s fingers were desperately swirling and inserting and gliding, tifa felt herself close too.

“c..cum with me..” aerith whines, spreading her legs further and throwing her head back before she lets out a yell, “mhhhh! please! more!”

she had to stop herself from cumming on the spot, tifa hunches over aerith completely, a hand swirling across her left nipple. “i’ll cum with you.. i… nghh.. i’m not going to last longer.”

“i’m gonna.. i’m gonna s.. s- ahhh ahh mhh nghhhhh!!” aerith finds herself completely lost, her mind glazing over as the climax grows nearer. her fingers fuck tifa furiously, flicking her clit over and over whilst relishing in the feeling of tifa’s long, stiff fingers inside of her. she felt herself clamping down, shaking, a rushing sensation - she was going to squirt, shit.

tifa places her head down on aerith’s chest, whining and crying - was the table going to collapse? fuck, she didn’t care. she just wanted to cum with aerith, to feel her writhe and beg, to make her feel good.

and it was building.. slowly in her core, rising through her stomach to her chest. tifa felt her orgasm course throughout her entire body, squeezing down on aerith’s delicate fingers. her legs almost gave way as it made its way through her, her sweet nectar dripping down her thighs and landing at her feet.

aerith couldn’t hold back any longer, a large, explosive moan escaped her as she tipped over the edge - squirting and cumming and writhing with tifa’s fingers pumping in and out of her. they both cried out, and tifa hit that spot, causing aerith to squirt, even more, coating tifa’s stomach with her juices. waves upon waves of pleasure came crashing down, the room filled with moans and wet 'shlicking' before a second orgasm overcame the two. this one was more intense, the table threatened to give way as the creaking heightened. harder, faster, more, more, they both begged as they dripped.

slowly, the waves calmed, and the two were a sweating heap on the wet, slick table.

panting, tifa rests her head once more on aerith’s chest, slipping her fingers from her lover and placing her hand on her stomach. aerith too removed hers, bringing her fingers to her lips to lazily lick them.

“...see? you’re my favourite.” tifa huffs, breathless.

“hell yeah i am.” aerith grins, placing a gentle kiss on tifa’s crown.

.・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・. .・。.・゜✭・.

[princesssarisa]

I've finally reached the last set of tales in Heidi Ann Heiner's Cinderella Tales From Around the World. By some miracle I've managed to work my way through the entire book. The last few tales all have distinctly Cinderella-like aspects, but don't fit into any of the usual Cinderella tale categories (classic Cinderella, Donkeykin, Love Like Salt, or One-Eye, Two-Eyes, Three-Eyes).

*First is the Greek tale of Marietta and the Witch, Her Stepmother. This is chiefly a Snow White variant, but it begins and ends with episodes familiar from various Cinderella tales. Marietta's schoolteacher tricks her into killing her mother so she, the teacher, can marry the girl's father. Once she gets her wish, the stepmother turns against Marietta, and finally, Hansel and Gretel-style, she convinces the father to abandon his daughter in the mountains. But Marietta finds the home of forty giants, who take her in. From this point on, the story is strictly Snow White for a while, with Marietta's stepmother learning her whereabouts and giving her poisoned grapes, the giants placing her body in a gold coffin, which a prince finds, etc. But then after Marietta marries the prince, the plot follows the pattern of several Cinderella stories, as the stepmother turns her into a pigeon, but in the end the prince breaks the spell.

*Next is the tragic Austrian tale of Klein-Else (Little Else), which @countryhumansadorer38 mentioned to me not long ago. As they told me, it's a bit like a cross between Cinderella or Donkeyskin and Rumpelstiltskin... and it's actually a more detailed, literary version of another Austrian Donkeyskin tale called Cistl im Körbl (Head-Basket in Back-Basket) that I read earlier, but didn't fully summarize. The heroine is a baron's orphaned daughter, who flees from her home to escape from the enemies that killed her father, and finds work as a poultry-maid at a young baron's castle. She meets a mysterious knight, who shows her a hoary, hollow rock in which she finds beautiful gowns and money. He then leaves, saying he'll be back to see her again in seven years, and warning her not to forget his name (which he whispers to her, but we never learn). She wears her finery to church, the young baron falls in love with her, and the story plays out like a typical Donkeyskin: the baron finally learns her identity after she slips a jeweled ring into his pancakes. They marry, have children, and live in bliss for seven years. But then Klein-Else realizes that the knight will soon be back, and she's forgotten his name. Worse, she realizes that despite all her wealth as a baroness, she's done nothing to help the poor the way she once vowed she would, but only lived for pleasure with her husband. When the knight appears and she fails to remember his name, he takes her back to the hoary rock, but instead of finery, it now contains horrifying visions of suffering paupers, whom Klein-Else could have helped with her riches but ignored. Soon afterward, when her husband comes looking for her, he finds her slumped against the rock, dead.

**The similar tale of Cistl im Körbl doesn't end this way. The heroine only briefly panics over having forgotten the knight's name, but then she sees a gardener put his small head-basket (cistl) inside his larger back-basket (körbl) and she remembers that the knight's name was Cistl im Körbl. So when he appears, she greets him by name, and he smiles at her and then vanishes forever, leaving her to live happily ever after with her husband and children.

**It's very rare to find a Cinderella story with an unhappy ending, but the examples that do exist (Klein-Else, the Brazilian Dona Labismina, and the Zuñi tale of The Turkey Girl) all turn sad because the heroines forget what they owe to their magical helpers... and in Klein-Else's case, to others in need too. They all seem to be warnings for people who rise from rags to riches, so they won't forget where they came from or be ungrateful to whoever helped them to rise.

*Sodewa Bai (The Woman of Good Fortune) is an Indian tale where the only Cinderella element is the theme of a lost shoe leading the heroine to marriage. Sodewa Bai is a beautiful princess born with a gold necklace around her neck. An astrologer warns her parents never to let her take the necklace off, because it contains her soul, and if anyone else were to put it on, she would die. One day, the princess loses a slipper while playing and picking flowers outside, and it rolls down a hillside and into the jungle. There a prince finds it while hunting, and he traces it to Sodewa Bai, falls in love with her, and marries her. Unfortunately, in this polygamy-practicing country, he already has a wife from an arranged marriage, whom he doesn't love, and she becomes jealous. But Sodewa Bai is naïve, and one day she tells her about her soul necklace. The first wife has a servant woman steal it from Sodewa Bai while she sleeps, and Sodewa Bai dies, leaving the prince devastated. Like Snow White, she's too beautiful even in death to bury, so instead she's lain in an open-air tomb where visitors can see her. Yet unbeknownst to anyone, the servant woman takes off the necklace whenever she goes to bed, so at night, Sodewa Bai comes back to life. Eventually she gives birth to a son, and when the prince comes to visit the tomb again, he hears the baby crying, and soon reunites with his wife and learns what happened. He gets the necklace back, restoring Sodewa Bai to full-time life, and has his first wife and her servant imprisoned.

*The Tale of Princess Phulande is another Indian story, where the title character's wicked stepmother has a yogi turn the princess into a bird after her marriage, but she visits her rajah husband until he realizes her identity and makes the yogi undo the spell.

*The last story in this book (I can hardly believe I've reached it!) is the Louisiana Creole tale of The Talking Eggs. This isn't actually a Cinderella story as scholars define them, but a Kind and Unkind Girls story, in the vein of Toads and Diamonds or Mother Holle. These tales are close cousins to Cinderella, since they also have a heroine oppressed by her mother and sister or stepmother and stepsister, but they aren't the same. Still, many American classrooms use The Talking Eggs as an example of an African-American "Cinderella story" (including my own fifth grade class), which is why Heiner felt the need to include it in her book.

**By the way, many years ago, I remember seeing a cartoon adaptation of The Talking Eggs on TV. The setting was updated to modern-day New York City, the two main characters were children, the unkind sibling was a brother instead of a sister, and after receiving his magical punishment, he redeemed himself in the end. Does anyone else vaguely remember that cartoon?

I made it to the end! A part of me is relieved, while a part of me wishes there were more.

@ariel-seagull-wings, @adarkrainbow, @themousefromfantasyland

[rigelmejo]

In unrelated language stuff. Japanese really is... a mountain. Its a language I try a lot of studying experiments with, for one because its going to be many more years of study so I'm having fun, but also 2 because it has so many hurdles i personally have difficulty with so I am always hopeful some experiment will help things I study click better.

Like. Conjugation was hard to me in french, and there were english cognates to lean on, it is a fairly regular language conjugation wise (japanese has more exceptions i tend to forget how to conjugate). Then in japanese, everything being a very different word order combined with the information dense conjugation makes me even more confused.

A few things worked quite well for me in japanese study. One was nukemarines LLJ memrise decks, which after 2 years of studying other things, i crammed in 6 months and went from 300 words known from Genki and maybe 100 hanzi from Heisig RTK (yes i really didnt learn much in 2 years) to 1000-2000 words recognized and basic grammar and able to read Yatsubo and play Kingdom Hearts 2 in japanese (granted i know the game very well in english). Ever since then, ive been able to read manga and look words up to learn, or follow roughly a lets play of a game i know. I can never focus on anki long, but i recognize its use, especially when i was using the LLJ deck which had hanzi, common words in sentenced, and grammar. Since then, i havent used as organized of a resource. So i squander a lot more time, trying to figure out what to study.

Then I did Clozemaster sincerely for a couple months once in japanese. I think i only got through like 1000 cards. But it FINALLY helped me understand stuff like される られる word endings. Tragically, i forgot what they mean. But forca solid 6 months after my rime with Clozemaster cramming, i finally understood a lot of the grammar that had been confusing me. I desperately need to refresh that knowledge (if anyone has any good quock grammar explanation notes theyve seen). I only remember teimasu is like "ing" doing verb ending in english.

And I did japaneseaudiolessons, and the old glossika cd lessons, on and off. And each time i use audio for a while, i do make good progress. I seem to learn very well from audio. In particular, hearing so much japanese FINALLY got me used to the word order. So i struggle much less to follow sentences. Whereas before the massive listening practice, i would often lose the object or subject by the time i heard the verb. So i could not figure sentences out before, unless they were written, since id forget so much while trying to keep track of which word was which function. Lots of listening to audio lessons really helps me get into this rythm of intuitively knowing the order of the words and remembering the grammar through the whole sentence. Thats partly why i keep trying to study with more audio: its rhe biggest leap in terms of being able to understand japanese more instantly, to comprehend AS i hear or AS i read later (after audio study). I just cannot find another way to get my brain to internalize the word order, except LOTS of listening. The audio lessons have helped my reading skills SO much, all of my japanese listening skills so much, because now when i see eords i know i can comprehend what theyre doing in the sentence without thinking about it. And if i hear unknown words i can tell immediately if theyre subject object adjective verb time or a helper word like very/suddenly. I do plan to switch to reading study next, once I feel my vocabulary is solidly more than 2000 words (ideally 3000-5000 but lol im not sure ill find audio lessons that truly teach that much).

So yeah. Im studying japanese and chinese, on and off, as usual. And its always funny and frustrating when it hits just how much more I understand chinese. I took a 6 month ish break from studying ANY language. So ive been listening to audio lessons to review things i knew before, in Chinese and Japanese right now.

In chinese, i listened to maybe 4 hours of audio lessons review, and 2 hours of SCI mystery audiobook (i did not follow too much but hearing so many words helped jog my memory). Its been a week since starting review. Now? Well first of all, if i look at a chinese webnovel the READING skill comes back within 1 chapter and comes back before i eben did any purposeful reviews this past week. My reading skills in all languages seem to break down/be forgotten/get rusty the least. Second: now that I've reviewed for a week, I can understand almost all words in The Untamed (and the eordw i dont know i have been quickly google translatkng just to realize ITS WORDS I KNEW I JUST FORGOT THEM. Like 鬼 i cant believe i forgot gui its one of the first words i learned! Its in a lot of stuff i read and watch lol! Or 放手 i really forgot fangshou existed, i swear my brain just held onto hanzi as images fine but when i just HEAR a word i dont recognize it until i review it again... hence why SO much listening stuff im doing right now). I listened to 默读 audio drama last night and for the first 20 minutes i followed everything. I would guess i know at least 90% of the words (if i havent forgotten some - as with 镇魂 i knew over 95% of the words 8n most chapters right before i took my 6 month study break, and i also could read modu extensively at that point and get the main idea... since i knew thw english translation to guess bits). To be fair? With the audio drama, i did have the aid of knowing the plot already. But ive known modus plot a LONG time, and in the past i struggled to follow the audiodrama anyway, because compared to the audiobook it had less details forcme to use as a crutch to figure out what scene i was hearing. So me listening to rhe audio Drama yesterday, and following so much? Great. Ive also been listening to the mdzs audiobook, which has been brain frying as i started a week ago before realizing i needed to review the sounds of words lol. But also brain frying because the opening monologue words confuse me In Text form, so in audio form it took me 4 listens to realize they were saying the jiang jin nie lan clans fought wei wuxian etc etc. I heard meng and just completely forgot it meant clan, so my brain kept doing things like "is Xmeng a word i know?" It took me 2 listens to realize the next part was Wei Wuxian in mo manor, and 4 listens to realize mojia was MO FAMILY because id been going "mojia sounds familiar, do i know that word?" The last few listens lol. I also forgot fuchou! How! Anyway. Its an accomplishment. I have never had as much success listening to a BRAND NEW audiobook in chinese of something i havent read before, and been able to understand this much. Its not a lot, im just grasping a lot of phrases and the main scene ideas. And i do have my knowledge of The Untamed plot to help me guess. But its going better than listening to audiobooks used to go. And i see a Huge improvement in dialogue. When people talk now (except the guy who tells exposition stories), i find those words are easiest to recognize and quickly remember again. I think part of it is just: dialogue tends to be more direct communication of ideas, whereas descriptive narration can get creatively phrased and meander and discuss details in phrases i havent heard as much as ive heard conversational phrases. Like when i listened to SCI audiobook last weekend, i could follow some of the dialogue portions great, like at crime scenes, arguing, with their boss, it was the descriptions in between where id get lost for a while.

Its just sort of frustrating and sad how much stusying japanese is like hitting a brick wall and learning tiny chip by tiny chip as it wears gradually, and also grateful my mind clicked with chinese because im so over the moon i did NOT have to struggle as much with chinese. For chinese i thankfully could pretty much do exactly what i did when learning to read french, and i improved on that old study plan, and as a result chinese improvement went by faster than when i initially studied french and floundered for a while. I was reading priest novels by the end of year 1 of study (with a click translator like Pleco). The study plan was simple, worked fine. The confusing parts of grammar clicked with enough reading (after maybe 100 chapters of things), and now (likecwith french) my main grammar issues with chinese are learning to produce them right in speaking and writing. But in reading it just clicks and i know what it means immediately. I dream of the day ill finally get whats going on with japanese verbs and grammar ;-;

[usertiff]

idk if you know of the app too good to go but you can get groceries and prepared food at a discount price. like, haul of bread or fruits/veggies and such for less than 10$. i know 10$ can be a lot at times but just in case this can be helpful to you...

oh wow, no i don't! i've never heard of that but i will look into it!!! yes $10 can be a lot but not if it's like a haul for it. that's why we never get to have fruits and veggies and other healthy food, because usually it's a crap ton of money for a very small amount, especially once the farmers markets close.

i literally just bought a bit of groceries and felt guilty spending $10 on tuna helper boxes because i feel like i shouldn't be allowed to eat when i need to heat the house yet

it's a vicious cycle of like. nothing is ever going to get paid it seems like so purchasing or paying anything is scary. i buy food? guilty. i pay the power? guilty. i pay the car payment instead? guilty. because it's never enough bc im behind everywhere.

all that rambling to say this is very helpful, i'll download the app now!! thank you!!

[whichcouldmeannothing]

'twas a night in eaden

hello! i am ur portal secret santa @actuallykiwi! im a massive chelley fan and also a girl with a poor immune system so this is coming to you a little later than it should, really sorry for that, but i hope u had a happy new year and you enjoy this little ficlet! merry holidays! (@portal-secret-santa)

The night before Christmas, all throughout the house, not a sound could be heard, not even from a mouse. Christmas was more of a gift-giving family thing in Eaden. Maybe when aliens invade the earth and live among us, it's difficult to get into organized religion.

But kids all throughout the town would be falling asleep in front of their couches, with plates of cookies for Santa and the headcrab bites for his Vortigaunt helpers. Stockings would be hung up on fireplaces, and trees would still be lit. And for Chell's case, her strong cactus with a ribbon tied around it would have a candle lit in front of it. Holidays, as good as they were for business, were never really Chell's thing. Her plan was to sleep off tonight, make something delicious tomorrow for them both and stay cozy inside.

And then something cursed in her front porch.

"Bloody- You don't have to lick me! I'm on your side!"

Chell bolts awake. She runs downstairs and checks the window.

Wheatley, bless his heart, has been trying his absolute best to assimilate now that he is just like everyone else. He's been off having mini-adventures with Garett for a month now and she had thought they were harmless. But it is harming her ability to sleep. Partly because he's shouting from the front porch, and also because she's gotten used to sleeping beside him, and it's harder to go back to sleep without him.

She looks out and there the tall man is. He's bundled in a big worn blue parka and he's talking to a man wearing a brown coat. The snow falls down softly on them, and the large red sack they seem to be lugging. She trusts Wheatley, life and soul, but. It's a really big bag.

She grabs her coat from the rack, a red number she thrifted and ties a ponytail. She breathes a little harder just to psych herself up. She creaks open the door and stiffens against the cold.

"I don't understand why you have to bring him, he's so big and loud, it isn't the most, what's the word, incognito, isn't he?" Wheatley says as the shaggy dog keeps rubbing its nose against his pant leg.

"I owe a favour, and Duke needs to walk." Garret's familiar voice stated. Chell always thought that despite Wheatley's height, Garret was always his older brother type.

"Yes, but." Duke started to circle a patch of snow. "What is he doing, is he contacting someone? Crop circles are real, aren't they?"

"Yeah, but maybe don't-"

"Something's coming out! What a-" The smell must hit him there because he has a full-body spasm trying to escape. "THAT IS HORRIBLE!"

"You are going to wake up the children!" Garret scolds, a plastic bag already covering his hand.

"This is a nightmare!" He drags the sack up her porch, walking backwards. His lean, beanpole figure cannot handle the heavy thing he seems to be carrying. She exits the door and puts her hands on his arms, helping him pull his bag.

"What the-" He turns around and his face breaks into a surprised smile. "You! You should be asleep, did I wake you? That is my fault, but it is also that dog's fault, more his honestly, but you know. Maybe we could share blame, a sixty forty.'

She places an ungloved hand on the sack and looks back at him.

"That was- you were supposed to be surprised! We had this idea, me and Garret, the one cleaning right now. He was telling me about this guy who used to give gifts to kids every Christmas, but he usually stops visiting when the kids get too old, which is a bummer, and he also uses aliens? Good man." Chell takes the sack, heavy thing it is, and Wheatley continues talking gesturing emphatically with his hand.

"So if he doesn't come by often, I decided to help the big man, and we've been making tiny little presents for the children! It's brilliant! It's a lot of work, and I think I've burnt myself making toys a lot but it's been pretty good and everything-"

"Wheatley!" Garret calls, poop cleaned and tied away in a bag.

"Right, one moment!" Wheatley looks adorable. The cold paints his cheeks a soft pink, and the fur from his collar tickles his cheek a little. His clothes, a sweater and basic pants were lightly covered with snow and dust in equal parts. His glasses were stationary on his face, while everything else seemed to be in constant motion. He smiled when he talked too, showing his enthusiasm in his teeth.

"I made something for you. Some cultures actually trade gifts on Christmas Eve, which is tonight, so let me just," he starts digging in the sack. "I thought you wouldn't want something festive and decorative, it had to be useful, but something you wouldn't already just buy, which makes you really tricky to buy things for but ah! I found it!" He pulls out two boxes, both horrendously wrapped.

"Haven't gotten the folding thing down just right, but open the big one and ta-da!" He shakes his hands in a facsimile of jazz hands.

They're cookie cutters for gingerbread. One could think they were bought, if it weren't for the wonkiness in the arms of the people, and how there was a dog cutter that looked just like the shaggy dog getting his butt wiped, or a satellite-looking cutter.

"This is lovely," she strokes his cheek. "Thank you, Wheatley."

"Wait! I have one more. It was my first try to do something with metal, so it's really simple, but you might like it and I want to give you something you might, I don't know, people said they give jewellery so I-"

She opened the second smaller box and pulled out a long gold chain, with a circle ring in the middle. It seemed to glint in the moon light,.

"He taught me how to make it gold with electricity! The human mind! It's-"

She pulls him in for a kiss. She can never get tired of kissing him. The second of surprise, and then enthusiastic reciprocation.

"Wonderful." He finishes when she pulls away.

"I have mistletoe at home," she says, and Wheatley's investigation into Christmas traditions seems to have informed him well because his ears turn pinker than they already are.

"Got to deliver those gifts tonight!" Garrett calls. Chell gives him one quick kiss on the cheek and helps him carry the gifts down.

"We can handle it from here. Happy Christmas, Chell!" Garret greets, as Duke starts pulling him away.

"And a good night!" Wheatley bids. Garret gave a whistle, and they walked away, ready to spread more holiday cheer.

[bend-n-twst]

First Kiss, Kyrie and Epel

This one’s LONG and very context heavy. Think post-ch 6. Kyrie is Delia’s younger sister. Kypel have been besties since the start of the year.

Kyrie + Epel:

• after the events of ch 6, they all receive a warm welcome home. Everyone is reunited and tears are had, but most of all Kyrie is just tired and wants to go to sleep.

• she asks Epel to help her walk to her dorm room. Everyone else gives them space.

• it’s a comfortable silence between the two as they take their time to get there, carefully holding and leaning on each other

• they get to Kyrie’s door, and they pause. It was nice being able to hold each other and NOT be in a distressing situation

• Kyrie turns and squeezes Epel tight, burying her head into his neck. He hugs her back and they stay like that for what seems like ages.

• “Hey Epel…. D’you wanna get lunch tomorrow?”

• “We always get lunch together—I mean… yeah.”

• Kyrie hums, barely fighting off the sleep that tugged at her as she stands there comfortably in her best friend’s arms. She’s gonna stay there as long as she wanted to.

• “Kyrie—“

• “Mmmmmm nope—“

• “If you go to sleep—“

• “nuh-uh”

• “lunch’ll come faster.”

• “mmmmmmm hugs nice tho.”

• “…..yeah.”

• Kyrie squeezes him again, and then finally pulls away enough to look Epel in the eyes. She wanted to say a lot of things but her thoughts were congested by exhaustion—she needed to get to bed before she said something she hadn’t thought through like

• “I like you waaaaaaay better than Leon-ass.”

• (said out loud) (she’s not actually bitter she’s just in a sleepy silly mode) (she blinks sleepily)

• Epel’s chest puffs out. She likes him more now!!!

• they say their good nights and Kyrie crashes in bed with her phone in her hand, sending one last text to Epel as sleep takes her [Thnak u for walking mehome that was hell but youre cool and Im glad you came to resche us I can’t waiyt to see u tomorrow ☺️ goodnighy]

• Epel, in the middle of hooting and hollering because she likes him back finally!!!!!!!!!!!!!: [go the fuck to bed, sleepyhead]

• the time comes and Epel, the fucking nerd, carves a few apples for her making a little bouquet.

• Kyrie almost doesn’t want to eat them because they’re so pretty. almost. apples used to be mid for her but ever since befriending epel she’s learned to appreciate them

• lunch is normal for them but there’s a nervousness, an excitement never yet felt between them as they sit closer than usual. Their touches are casual and gentle as if they’d been at this for a while.

• it’s a few more lunches like this before they each gather the confidence to ask for a real date

• separately they enlist the help of their dorms to set up their dates

• With Vil and Rook’s help, Epel sets up an extravagant night for just the two of them. Rook’s all for it because he’s a romantic and Vil is proud that his freshman wants to make a beautiful night for his love (plus they get to decorate Pomefiore to the nines even tho kypel are only going to have dinner and dance. yes Vil teaches him ballroom dancing.)

• Epel simply wants to give her the Royal treatment

• Kyrie goes to Delia, Deuce, and Cecelia for advice. They go the more rustic route by setting up a cute picnic at one of the most romantic parts of the school (with boombox to set the mood)

• Kypel meet at the agreed time

• their respective helpers follow them in the shadows. CeRoo sense each other and catch on to what Kypel have planned

• suddenly the two freshmen run off in a seeming random direction

• the fuckers did this on purpose

• the others are exasperated (rook finds them amusing) as Kyrie and Epel run off laughing, hand in hand

• Delia is set on hunting them down to give them an earful, but kypel effectively avoid her and the others.

• they sneak into Pomefiore and steal some of the food, they run to the other place and yoink the basket and boombox

• after some more avoidance and running around and laughing, they end up in the botanical gardens and settle down with their nice clothes all roughed up.

• they have a lot of fun laughing, snacking, dancing. Yeah their asses are gonna get beat when they get back to their respective dorms but who tf cares when they’ve had the most fun of their lives

• it doesn’t all go to waste either; Epel sort of teaches Kyrie ballroom dancing (very poorly) (they’re kind of flinging each other around) (no one’s watching so it’s fine).

• It just sort of happens, they’re close together and walls are completely down. They kiss for the first time ever.

• Epel has the bright idea to swivel Kyrie into a dip but he loses balance and they both tumble down. Kyrie doesn’t feel the massive bump on her head because she’s laughing so hard

• “Lemme show you how to do it” and she dips him nearly perfectly. they kiss again.

• The end.

• Epilogue: their respective dorm leaders ground them for running off to god knows where.

• epi-epilogue: they get married after NRC and work on the Felmier farm together.

[0tivez]

Z IF UR STILL ALIVE AND WELL LIST DOWN 3 REASONS WHY IM UR BESTEST GIRL

i'm alive bb 😭 i'm just so upset over everything rn but you're making me feel better <3

OKAY enough blabbering

ur funny

ur hot

you're always here for me <3

on another note, i don't know how many of you guys are still actively following me but this is very important and i feel the need to spread the news

as some of you may know, a huge earthquake with a magnitude of 7.8 (second deadliest one recorded in turkey) hit southeast turkey on february 6th, which was followed by another earthquake with a magnitude of 7.5 within 9 hours. 11 cities are affected and people are dying under the rubbles. there is little to no help, the people who are still alive and under the rubbles are left in the freezing cold, just like the ones outside the rubbles. millions of people are left homeless and unsheltered. professionals expect another possible earthquake soon in the same region. us citizens try our best to provide heat, water and food to the region, but we need all of your help. i put links where non-citizens can also help. i am no where near religious, but even putting turkey in your prayers and best wishes is so important for us. and please, spread the news. the situation is far worse than any news outlet can show. most cities are gone, literally gone. let people know. spread our voices, our country is collapsing.

(since there is no proper links to donate to turkey, i have learned that hasanabi's paypal link is the best method for now. i suggest you to not opt for official government fundraisers, since they are usually either left unused or used for other purposes)

edit: a turkish organization run by famous rock singer haluk levent, whos known for being one of the biggest helpers during these times, is also working on an international donation site. you can translate the site to english. the site should have a SWIFT code and an IBAN for USD/EUR/GBP. click the “bağış yap” button and it should guide you. every cent helps 🤍

second edit: akut (a non governmental search and rescue organization focused on relief and disaster search) is also taking donations

[analyzingadventure]

Catching up on Ghost Game, episodes 43-49 Oh boy have I fallen behind, lmao oops

Quick note, since I do want to watch these episodes in one go without it taking forever I might try to keep the commentary to a minimum because. Commenting on shit takes time (since I need to pause, take a screenshot, crop it, save it, add it to the post, write some commentary... It slows things down)

43 - Red Eye

Man this episode is gonna be rough to anybody with a fear of eyes, huh

NO NO

NOT IN THE EYE

HHHHH

OHHH I DON’T LIKE THAT, I DON’T LIKE THAT A LOT

So what the fuck is Eyesmon really after? Just? Does he just want to see and know things for the sake of seeing and knowing? Having eyes on everything? Or is he looking for something in specific?

Emma what the fuck were you gonna do with those scissors 8V

You know there’s an Eyes of Nine joke to be made here somewhere

Yeah this episode was fine, nothing great, but not bad, just fine

44 - Rust

So we got shaking buildings, rusty water, limited edition items... Unknown Digimon is stealing shit for the kid in school who redistributes them or something? Anyway Espimon don’t be a dick and steal Gamma’s choco >:(

OH WE GOT TINY DEVA BUNNIES

Ah, so the monster of the week is Jellymon causing problems dfsghfdg

Tiny Antylamon are so fucking cute tho, and funny in comparison to the Lorge Antylamon from Tamers

That looks so much like a toy it’s so fucking funny (also, the design is interesting actually, like, would an egg shaped, round phone be easier for most Digimon to hold since their hands can be all sorts of funky?)

Oh the tiny bunnies are big bunnies now

This is definitely more of an action episode than anything and all things considdered, it was a nice change of pace! Again, it was a fine episode

Oh wow we still have a few minutes to go lol

OH THE ANTYLAMON WERE MAKING SHIT FOR HOKUTO?? Huh

45 - Ghost Newspaper

OH RYUDAMON’S BACK! That’s nice

Oh jesus the girl got ran over, oh god

OH THIS IS THE EPISODE WITH THE NOT-APPMON, RIGHT (although I’m really behind I haven’t really avoided the usual Twitter spoilers, so yes I did see all the Digimon who’re appearing in these episodes, although I kinda forgot most of them). And he’s voiced by Kappei Yamaguchi, of course

Man Publimon looks so much like an Appmon lmao

We’re not done with this episode yet but this is definitely my least favorite I’ve watched so far, like, actually kinda boring

Oh shit, Publi straight up just... died. I mean, kind of earned, but, man, brutal

Yeah, meh episode at best. NEW ENDING THO! Cute!

46 - Queen’s Banquet

Oh man, Kotaro’s hallucinating, that’s bad, that’s rough, Hiro please notice, dude’s clearly not okay

Oh man the animation on the new flower Digimon is so excessively smooth

Jellymon, couldn’t you have gone with Ruri soshe wouldn’t have been alone

Oh no the Digi wants to vore Kotaro... time for Digitamamon 2.0

Oleamon, eh, that’s a lovely name

HOKUTO AGAIN... YOU ABSOLUTELY USELESS FUCK

I’m actually happy Oleamon isn’t Digitamamon 2.0, that’s fun and charming. This episode was fine once again

47 - Memory of Eternity

Oh this is the Nanomon episode, okay. Dude’s just... allowing Digimon to linger longer through human bodies?

LMAO

Man couldn’t they just go directly to fucking Mummymon and ask him for help?

OH THEY DID, FANTASTIC

Omg he has a lab coat now, that’s so fucking cute

Mummymon is so fucking cute I’m SO HAPPY he’s a reoccuring character

Oh man Nanomon is TINY

Oh man I was literally just wishing Mummymon would show up guns blazing AND LOOK WHOSE FUCKING HERE HELL YEAH

Oh man... poor Shadramon...

JKGHFJKHDFJKHDFG don’t scream that’s not polite to your doctor

OH UVER?? I mean yeah he’s there for the egg but also Nanomon?? And another letter to Hokuto, okay

48 - The White Bride

Ah this is the new Mushmon variant eh

Ah random Geremon...

Ah, Ryudamon is in this episode too

Is it weird that these Mushroom Digimon eat mushrooms?

I love this Geremon lmao LOOK AT ‘IM (and ah, this is why the Geremon was here, to be a lil helper, how nice)

Wait don’t tell me the Geremon is actually evil and behind this all, oh no

RYUDAMON EVOLVES??? RANDOM BUT COOL??

Chamblemon, eh

Limit Break!

Oh man these Chamblemon are STRONK

Why does this look like a fake sub screenshot lmao??

KIYO WHY ARE YOU EATING YOUR OWN SHROOMS?? Bro that’s really weird

GEREMON??? WHAT???

THAT?? I??? WHAT???

Good episode, uh, unsettling ending???

49 - The Crimson Harvest Festival

Aaand last episode for now, a Halloween episode! And Witchmon is here, how fun!

So Witchmon is pulling Vamdemon’s shit all over again

I wonder how Mummymon would feel seeing Hiro and Gammamon dressed up as mummies for Halloween lmao

So Witchmon wants a world for just witches... bro just go to Witchelny jdfhgdsfg

Oh she wants a castle? I mean valid but excessive

PUMPMON IS BACK! HOW?! HOW DID YOU COME BACK I MEAN I’M NOT COMPLAINING I’M HAPPY, IT’S A HALLOWEEN MIRACLE, BUT HOW

Please tell me we’re gonna see Pumpmon and get to know how he’s here, I’m gonna be really sad if he got blown away and we don’t see him again this episode

Okay we got to see him again, I’m happy

LORE BOMB??

WELL, I GUESS WE KNOW WHY GAMMAMON’S BEING STALKED.... Those are totally his former followers

God

Man, no explanation to how Pumpmon returned, that’s balls

That was a fine episode again, nothing great though, but man... that lore bomb

Next epI OH OH MEICRACKMON?? MEICRACKMON??? OH MY GOD???

[theloveinc]

(4 hrs later sorry) yes catie make that hamburger helper!! i personally enjoy my hamburger helper on a piece of bread (with or without butter depending on my mood)

- im signing this off as women empowerment anon! (also there are a bunch of instagram chef accounts that make quick cheesecakes if you need recipes! like fitwafflekitchen, hope that helps too 🙏🏽🫶🏽)

AHH DON’T WORRY at all, I was asleep for most of that time and when I woke up, my roommate had already decided she was making dinner for us (lemon chicken, which was nice of her)… so I think I’m gonna do it tomorrow/sunday, esp now that u recommend it. Then I’ll be able to get some fresh, crusty bread too, at your recommendation of course🥰😋 (I admit I’m usually a butter girl hehehe)…

And thank u for the advice to check on insta, too! I mostly get pasta recipes LOL bc I’m obsessed, but I’ll make sure to look there for desserts too since there are usually some hidden gems. You’re so sweet, my lovely women empowerment anon🩷🩷🩷

[vigilantdesert]

What is the muse that you write for the longest?

In what style did you start to write (First person, third person, *-style or novel-style?)

Is there anything you would have changed when you started writing now that you have more experience?

Happy Mundaymas - Accepting

What is the muse that you write for the longest?

Mrs. Nellie Lovett, of Sweeney Todd fame! She was the second character I ever picked up, the first canon character I ever played, and a muse I carried for something like 10 years? That's non-continuous, of course, there were gaps here and there, but I was generally playing her with someone, even if it was on discord or a private server. I brought her through so many format changes, from YouTube comments to Rolepages to IMs/Skype/Google Chat/Discord to a multimuse Tumblr Blog. I have talked about her before, both in this munday round and several before, but it's hard for me to really express how fond I am of her. I stopped playing her for two reasons - I became burned out on roleplay in general after a few bad bouts of out of character drama and life beating me down, and also I believed I had done everything I could with the character. She came with me through so many writing phases, had several dozen interpretations of her family, went through at least three momentous backstory changes, and stayed with me during one of the most tumultuous roleplay partnerships I'd ever had. I doubt I'll ever pick her up again, both because I've completed her story and because I've grown in ways such that I don't need her the same way, but I'll always remember the way those partnerships impacted me.

In what style did you start to write (First person, third person, *-style or novel-style?)

Jesus uhhhhh I don't know if we even did asterisks at first, I'm not going to lie to you all. We were bare bones basic bitches back in those Youtube Days. If we had actions (we usually didn't) it ended up just being a different sentence, not de-marked from dialogue at all. We did switch to asterisks soon after I started, though, it became too confusing otherwise.

Is there anything you would have changed when you started writing now that you have more experience?

This isn't quite so much about my writing and more about me as a person, but God I wish I had more self-esteem/boundaries at the time. I didn't have a ton of friends when I started roleplaying, I had fewer good ones (Most of them would grow up to be fine, but we were in middle school and middle-schoolers, myself included, are awful). The ones I did have often felt like charity on their part, since my teachers had a rule that you couldn't sit alone at lunch, so people got assigned/got "helper tasks" if they sat with the lonely kids as lunch. Trust me when I say it did not help bullying and frankly made it worse for the kids who did sit alone because we all knew that they got paid off to do it. The point is, I didn't know where I should draw the line if I felt uncomfortable, and I let myself get into a couple of really manipulative partnerships for the first four or five years. I did finally cut them out and even though I definitely did have my fair share of drama after that, my overall experience was so much better it was ridiculous.