#panic so much i couldnt safely get back home

[hobbinch]

I see a lot of haircare advice against brushing it when its wet and also against using heat. But if I only finger detangle my hair and then let it air dry it's SO floofy and has all these random bent hairs. Its so confusing and it also takes me at least an hour to use a hair dryer and 4-8 hours to air dry so I just don't understand how to get hair from wet to dry just like. In general. Tbh.

[senxitive]

Not to be dramatic, but life is cruel.

[dwntwn-strnlo]

HEY I LOVE UR WRITING could you do a touch deprived reader afraid of asking for attention or physical touch, and they think matt was angry at them and gave him some space but really he was just very stressed and when matt realized what they wanted he felt guilty and the rest is up to you! Lyy (matt sturniolo btw)

thank you sm for the request! sorry it took so long. love you ❤️

TONE DEAF matt sturniolo

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . 𝓈𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓇𝑒𝓁𝓎, dwntwn-strnlo.

↳ 𝐀/𝐍. its kinda different from what you asked, but i hope you like it!

↳ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆. matthew sturniolo x reader

↳ 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘. request

↳ 𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃? yes!

↳ 𝐂𝐖! verbal argument, happy ending

walking into matts room, you sit on the edge of the bed behind him. he just got back from filming a personal video, and is already editing the recordings for it.

you were hanging out with chris in his room when matt got home, and he didnt even let you know he was back. which you will admit, it stung a little. you only found out that he was home when you looked out a window, finding the mini van parked out in the driveway.

"hey," you say, watching him replay the same 5 seconds of the video.

"hey," he mutters, repeating your greeting. but not turning around to give you even a sliver of his attention.

you easily frown, "you didnt tell me you were back," finding that he isnt going to respond, you continue. "you were gone for like three hours, i missed you." you let your light words trail off into the slightly too cold room.

"yeah, sorry. i forgot." his voice is low, and almost like theres a slight bite too it.

"oh," you sigh, tucking your knees up to your chest. still not taking your eyes off the back of his head. "well how was your day? i didnt see much of you since we woke up."

he sighs, a tinge of annoyance lacing his voice. "fine."

you pause before continuing. he clearly put a wall up, and youre just trying to find some sort of crack in the bricks. "what did you do, other than film a video of course." you laugh lightly to yourself.

"god, are you fucking tone deaf?!" he groans, spinning around in his chair to look at you for the first time. his expression is overridden with panic. "clearly i dont feel like talking right now."

his words take you aback. your eyes search his as he processes that he just snapped at you.

"oh . . ." you whisper. your voice fading into a void of nothing. the only sound you hear is the faint whirring of the ceiling fan overhead. "ill give you some space then."

"hey, no- honey . . ."

"no, its fine, matt." you frown, standing up and grabbing your shoes before walking out of the bedroom.

shutting the door, you stop and stand there for several seconds. letting his harsh words wash over you before walking over to the couch and putting your shoes on. matts never snapped at you like this before. he'd always been careful with his words when he was mad or stressed out.

grabbing your car keys, you don't know where your headed, or for how long. you just know you want to go.

. . .

eventually, you pull back into your driveway. you had just drove around and listened to music for a few hours, but you knew you had to come home.

finally glancing at the time sitting on your dash in a glowing shade of blue, you find it to be just after two am. with a sigh, you shut off the engine. getting out of the car to be hit by the cool, autumn air.

walking up the ever so familiar steps from your driveway to your door, you slow your pace down when you see the silhouette of someone sitting on the front porch. once they notice you, they stand up; taking a cautious step in your direction.

"y/n?" matts voice rings out to you. a slight hurt in his tone as he mutters your name.

"what are you doing out here?" you sigh, stepping around him to get to the front door.

"you know i couldnt fall asleep until i knew you were safe." his voice is sad and low as he mumbles the words out to you.

"well im safe, so go to sleep, matt." you snap. instantly regretting it, but you don't let your expression falter under the the dim glow of the dying porch light.

"baby, can we talk? please?" he pleads, running his hands down his face. "i feel awful for yelling at you earlier."

you stay silent. darting your eyes across his disheveled face as you wait for him to go on.

"i just - i feel stupid." he whispers, trying hard to not let tears fall. "i shouldve communicated to you that i was stressed out. but i didnt, and i let myself snap at you."

"matt . . ." you frown.

"im sorry, baby. i really am. and i understand if you still want some space and time to yourself, but i wont be able to fall asleep until you know how sorry i am.

"just please dont go to bed upset with me. i love you too much to let that happen."

you gently smile at the boy, walking over to him and pull him into a much needed hug. "its alright love, you dont need to apologize. i understand that your going through a rough time right now."

he nods, nuzzling his nose into the top of your head. "i love you so, so much, darling. i hope you know that."

you smile, nodding against his chest. "i know, honey, i know. love you forever."

matt tightens your embrace, pressing a gentle kiss to the top of your head. "forever and always."

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[absurd-ash]

Hi there, would you be willing to write headcannons for Redson and Wukong with a female S/O who due to a magic accident turned back into a kid temporarily?

Hope that makes sense lol, also if you don't want to do this request that's fine! (Plus I'm sorry if two characters are too much, you can pick whoever)

Partner Turned Back Into A Kid

{Redson & Wukong x FemReader}

His first priority is getting you back to normal, but when he hears that its only temporary and he just has to wait, he still doesn't calm down

You bet this man is pacing back and forth across the room, muttering to himself about why of all people it had to be you to be turned back into a kid

If you were a chaotic kid, that would only make him panic more

He would be ordering bull clones left and right to get you things and stuff so he didnt have to take his sights off of you

But if you were more of a calm kid he would relax more

dont get me wrong, he would definitely still be in panic mode, but...not as much as before

He would be more comfortable letting you out of his sights as long as there were bull clones around, ready to save you from whatever life or death situation you would find yourself in

His home is dangerous after all, there's literally traps and lava left and right

He would definitely make it a priority to make his house more baby-proof after this, just in case

If you would ever ask to play a game with him, he would agree, but his priority would be keeping you safe

He would refuse to ever play hide and seek or tag with you, those were way too dangerous

But he would be fine with playing

after you would turn back to normal this man would be clingy

He would have his arms wrapped around you, not letting you leave for even a second

Completely unlike RedSon, this man would not be panicking at all

Instead, he would be dying at how cute he thinks you are as a kid

You bet this man is taking pictures of you left and right, are they for blackmail or just because he thinks you look cute as a kid? You decide

He doesn't panic as much as RedSon, I mean, dont get me wrong he does panic, but he knows you'll turn back eventually

If you were a chaotic kid, oh boy, you'll never hear the end of it

After you turned back and you two would be fighting over something like who would do the dishes or something, he would definitely bring it up

"Ugh, unbelievable, you have no idea what I went through when you turned back into a kid! And now, you're making me do even more work?"

He doesn't actually mean it, he loved seeing your little kid form running back and forth, giggling while making several messes he would have to clean later

Okay, maybe he didnt love the mess part, but still!

On the other hand, if you were a more reserved and quiet kid, he would find that even more adorable!

How you would shyly walk up to him to ask him to play a game with you, or shyly show him a drawing you made

His favorite game to play with you would be when you would pretend to be a princess while he pretends to be a knight, saving you

When you turn back to normal, you won't be able to get him to shut up about how "cute and adorable" you were as a kid

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Sorry this took so long! I really liked the idea I just couldnt figure out how to write it. anyway, requests are open again! Feel free to request some stuff!

[xtrafluffyteddy]

hi are u by any chance accepting requests atm? if so could I pls request the monster boys comforting the reader after they have a panic attack? (I love ur monster boy series with billy, steve and eddie sm)

if you’re not accepting requests then feel free to ignore this :)

thanks in advance! have a nice day/noon/night <3

Gentle claws and sharp teeth

Demowerewolf!steve x mindflayer! Billy x demovampire! Eddie x reader

i hope this is okay im a bit rusty

Sorry for being gone so long

It started like any other day you'd climb your way out of the monster pile you had been squished or in the boys words "cuddled" into ,shuffle your way down the hall of the old rickety house yall had taken over as your own, step over a couple of old blood bags you had brought home from work for eddie to snack on and reach the kitchen to make yourself a nice hot cup of coffee.

That was until the phone rang, normally you didnt dread the phone ringing since it was usually just some telelmarketer or dustin calling to tell you how fun california is and how much he misses you and eddie and steve, but something about this phone call made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end and your breath come out in quick huffs. With shaking hands you reached for the reciever quickly picking it up crackling heard from the other end then the familiar sound of sinister laughing.

You couldnt believe it after all this time he had emerged, a million thoughts ran through your head 'what if they take the boys from you, what if the boys get trapped on the otherside, what if, what if, what if'

Before you knew it you had dropped the reciever with a loud clack the dial tone ringing out throught the house altering the sleeping men in the other room that you had left their grasp all three of them quickly rushing to check what the commotion was about.

What they found made their dull unbeating hearts break. There you were curled up in a ball hyperventilating and pulling at your hair eyes looking around wildly like someone would show up to grab you if you closed them for a second.

Steve was the first to make a slow approach towards you lowering himself to your level like you were a skittish animal slowly reaching out his hand placing it gently on your head causing your head to snap up. "S-s-steve" your voice cracked thick with emotion "shhhh its okay honey its okay" steve gently took you into his arms as eddie and billy made their way to either side of you placing gentle hands on your shoulders and cheeks "oh sweetheart" eddie rasped voice thick with sleep but also worry "what happened darling" billy murmured tracing small circles under your cheeks wiping away any stray tears.

You slowly started to snap out of the haze that clouded your mind your three monsters coming into view all of them wearing worried faces their hands anchoring you back to eart. '''m sorry" you mumbled sniffling once again only the boys to quickly shush you "no need to be sorry sweetheart you had us worried is all" eddie coos pressing a soft kiss to your inner wrist being mindful of his sharp teeth. "why dont we get you back to bed hm?' steve whispered standing up with you safely tucked into your arms. Eddie and Billy shared a knowing look quickly grabbing your favorite snacks and your long forgotten coffee following steve as the four of you disappear into the safety of yalls room away from Vecnas grasp and the threat of the upside down seeping your world again.

[stiffyck]

(Glitch au anon)

:D im glad u like it!! My brain is still goin so heres some more little tidbits about that au

Scar & his parents were on their way back home from a carnival/theme park world when he glitched. All 3 entered the portal but only 2 came out in the right place on the other side. There was a massive panic afterwards but they couldnt figure out what happened other than that he’d glitched in the portal and it spat him out somewhere else

Scar had been carrying a grey & white cat plush that he’d won All By Himself!!! It was one of those little dinky ones that are supposed to be keychains but he was very proud of it. while waiting for their turn to use the exit portal he kept showing it to people around him and telling them about how he won! They were very charmed by him

He has a little superhero backpack with a couple water bottles, some leftover snacks , and a few superhero bandaids in it

(Dont imagine itty bitty scar tripping while running from zombies and putting bright happy clean bandaids on a skinned knee when he gets somewhere safe and wishing the superheroes on them would come save him)

After a bit of being stuck in the zombie world, he started talking to the cat keychain when he was feeling lonely. He called it “kitty-cat” at first but eventually named her jellie

Jellie gets a tear in her side at one point and scar puts a bandaid on it so her stuffing wont fall out

Oh m y fuck ingg godd

I love this so much... imagining this kid putting a bandaid on his little cat plush... telling her she's all fixed up now.

Jesus this destroyed me. I love this.

[cupoftaae]

hey ninii! Can I request promt 14 with seokjin? <3

14- "I just want you to feel safe when you lay with me at night" x SEOKJIN

A/N- sorry for taking a bit to make this hun, I hope you enjoy, mwuah -Nini

warnings-minor angst, swearing, fluffy fluff fluff!! this one is super cute for once

"you okay now baby?" Jin whispered, a cold cloth stayed compressed against your head as you laid against the pillow

"mm" you slowly nod, feeling the tiredness set into your body after the massive panic attack you suddenly had while you were eating dinner with him.

You werent sure what caused it, but the moment you started disassociating and he caught on, he jumped to make sure you were comfortable while you rode it out.

"just take deep breaths, it's okay....you are doing so well" he gently kissed your neck, his body close to yours for comfort compression. "want the lights back on?" he whispered

"no...its nice right now"

"okay honey, can I get you anything?"

"just lay here with me"

He nodded and wrapped you closer, his hand rubbing up and down your side slowly. His own mind raced with thoughts of fear, "I didnt know you were getting these again"

"me neither" you closed your eyes "I havent had one in almost a year so I assumed I didnt need my medication but...I guess I'll be seeing my doctor this week" you sighed, voice tired.

"sorry baby" he whispered

"not your fault"

"I know but I wish I could just protect you from this...I just want you to feel safe when you lay with me at night"

You open your eyes to look at your boyfriend, "Seokjin, I feel the most comfortable when im with you, you are my home, my safe space, theres nothing more you could possibly do for me, I love you so much"

He smiled sadly, "I love you too"

"and see, you knew what to do, you calmed me down and helped me out of it slowly, If you werent here I would be so scared" you whispered, holding his hand. "you are a good boyfriend, and I feel so safe with you, I promise"

"I feel safe with you too" he leaned in to kiss your lips gently, hand resting on your hip bone under your hoodie.

"good....thats how relationships should feel, im sorry for scaring you" you smiled

"dont be sorry, as long as you are okay now...thats all that matters"

You nod, "im sad I didnt finish the pasta you made"

He giggles softly, pulling you closer, "I put it in the fridge for tomorrow, its safe"

"oh good"

you both giggled quietly, hands touching one another so softly and gently, it was a quiet, intimate moment for you both.

"stay by my side forever" you whispered, fingers grazing his cheek while you look into his eyes

"you couldnt pry me away if you wanted to, my love"

[idealspawn]

i think its probably good that he is on his 2 week europe trip. we made plans for after his trip so i feel secure. he told me he trusts me. i trust him too. i was afraid i dont trust myself not to disconnect w my feelings but i think its fine now. i therapized myself out of it :d. i think we both need breathing room. i also need to get sober for a while, fuck. that has def messed me up. we met up one last time before he left too and he took pics of me w his film camera. he is convinced that im photogenic though im not.... he taught me how to use the camera too! we also visited a local church and listened to the organ music there. it was beautiful. ive been massively inhaling therapy videos on how to self-regulate and allow breathing room in a relationship. also how to maintain a distinct identity whilst being together with someone. it has helped me immensely. i also have actually returned back to my hobbies and read diff essays abt my personal interests like philosophy and religion and the art of translating literature. i rediscovered old video games i used to play w my sister, that is insanely healing. ive drawn a lot and listened to lots of new music and made new cool playlists. i watched some anime too! ive met up w my friends that i havent seen in such a long time and ive been such a great host. i invited my 8 girl friend group over and we made spring rolls together and mojitos and got high and played cool board and card games. it was so refreshing. i also invited my closest friend over and we went riding w bikes at night and climbed on the walls surrounding a manor near my home. not sure if legal but we also jumped in their backyard and ran around. it was so beautiful. we also did lots of other fun stuff. i saw poppies! my fav flower. also bats!!! the reflection of the moon on a river was so beautiful. it was so nice that my sister came over for a day too. i saw two of her friends briefly too and they were so nice to me! today ill be going out of my comfort zone a fuck ton too. my friend is hosting her bday party in her countryside home that is far away and i havent even figured out my transportation back. i will stay there for 3 days. loose ends like that used to freak me the fuck out but i think ill be fine. its an old house so it doesnt really allow me to follow all my insane rituals but i think i need to train myself to be okay w it. most ppl are sleeping in tents but i can be in the house bc i literally dont have a tent but that also probably would make me panic a bit too much. too many new things at once isnt good either i think. im actually doing fine. its nice. surprising that ive done things and im doing things and i havent died although most of my life ive literally feared i would. like not yet discussing why i shut down when the guy im seeing tried to be intimate and postponing it for after his trip.. i used to NEVER be able to do that. like i couldnt for the life of me sit w the uncomfortable emotion. like my entire life used to stop until i could regulate through the other person and vocalize it. but now ive just like. organized my brain. and self-soothed myself and i feel safe that he wont immediately leave me just bc of one difficult situation with an ambiguous meaning. and that the issue can be put on pause and when he returns we can talk about it.

[punkpsychologist]

HELLO

AAA. OKAY. ITS BEEN A BIT. You know, I actually drafted this post before but my fucking power went out and I lost it. So here we go again.

Main parts of this motherfucker

where I've been

what happened (yes these are two different things)

where I'm going and how I feel about it

alrighty. so I successfully finished my first year of college at a community college near my home town. i worked asynchronously and was able to make it onto the dean's list again for the second semester!

so all of that was good and well but if you have read some of my previous posts you might know that there is a very specific Scholarship that i have been after. it was very important and was considered to be a deciding factor on if i would be able to go to a university and live in the dorms or not. i did not get the scholarship. my mother and i felt very confident that i would but it was very new and the school that created it had yet to really solidify how it worked and what it's requirements were. in otherwords, the prospect of the Scholarship was unstable from the beginning.

i never got any kind of email or correspondence that explicitly said that i would not receive the Scholarship but i found that it would primarily be given to sophomores. i'm a college first-year who is very close to achieving an associate's degree. my mother and i panicked back during my finals week over the Scholarship. after realizing that I would have a better chance if i had my associates, my mom and i made a plan to put me into a "maymester" course and to completely fill my summer with classes. if i was able to pass all of those classes, I would have my associates by august. now i mentioned that this plan was created during finals week, i was incredibly tired and my pms was putting me in a really bad space. i felt this kind of sense of hopelessness, like it all felt very fruitless. i was tired and i had been continuing on the thought that once i finished my finals that i would get to rest. after realizing how fruitless the effort could be, we scrapped that plan and opted to place me into a full load of classes for the second half of the summer, i was waaaayyyy more supportive of this. my classes begin on july 5th and im once again in the class of one of my favorite professors so we'll see how it goes.

it gets a little more interesting here. so i told you that i never was explicitly told that i was denied the Scholarship, so there was a period of time in the early summer where i was just kind of in this limbo of searching for answers. i was scrambled and panicked and felt rather hopeless. i need to leave home. it's not that my family is bad to me, quite the opposite. i am the only child of a single mother, my father overdosed on opioids when i was a toddler, and my mothers family stepped up to help raise me. i grew up extremely paranoid of people and was always very close to death-related situations. i was also sexually assaulted by someone close to me and couldnt tell anybody. i believe that i am a psychologically unhealthy individual. i have incredible amounts of empathy and sympathy for people, i am also extremely afraid of people. due to my anxiety mixed with my trauma and pms i go through phases of being paranoid and unjustly afraid of people that i love very much. the covid19 quarantine was the most enabling thing that has ever happened in my entire life. i didn't have to talk to anybody aside from my mother or leave my house. i made myself think i was safe and happy when in reality i was slowly allowing my anxiety to consume me. when i say this im serious, like having panic attacks in the grocery store because i cant manage all the people that i run into and lying to someone that i love very much because im afraid to go out and i dont know how to explain to him what exactly is making me act this way. i dont know how to function without my family, and they are all much older than me. i know they will die and i will eventually be left alone.

tldr: i need to be around people my own age and i need to be around them physically because my mental health has gotten out of hand

one of my friends inspired me to transfer to university a year earlier than initially projected. the Scholarship was needed to be able to go.

while in Scholarship limbo my mom straight up called me over and said "you know you're going to the dorms in the fall right?" and i stg its like i had a mini breakdown. AFTER ALL THAT FUCKING SHIT. I GET TO GO. I GET TO GO!!!!!!!!!! I DON'T KNOW WHY SHE DIDDN'T TELL ME EARLIER. THIS DID THIS WHEN I TRIED TO QUIT BAND IN HIGH SCHOOL AS WELL. MAN. I'm so happy, I can't possibly explain how simultaneously happy and afraid I am. Going off and to the dorms is the best possible outcome I could ask for but in yet it is the one that I feared the most. I wonder if this was her way of trying to get me to see how far I would go to try and scrounge up cash or if she wanted to see how devoted I was to the idea of university.

Either way. I have my dorm room and roommates secured. I was on campus a few days ago for an orientation. I also have a couple of friends as well as some organizations that I intend to join. For privacy purposes I still can't tell you all where I'm going or when exactly a lot of things are happening. I will probably upload pics of my room though.

If you're here, thank you. I hope you're doing alright, I genuinely hope anything youre struggling with becomes easier and that you find yourself struck with inspiration often <3

[floodwarning]

i have been overthinking about death

tw??

specifically feeling shame when it comes to young girls.

i was in positions where it should've been me. and then i think if i would've gotten any jsutice. i feel like if something terrible happened to little me, the town would talk about how i did it to myself. or that i deserved it.

there was this girl (well call her Mia) that i met in a group of friends in 2017. she was with a good friend of mine, a sketchy guy and another girl ill call liz.

weeks after "meeting" her, my good friend tells me that mia and liz had been spreading rumors about me and gossiped about typical teenage girl drama. Confused that i never met these girls, but i knew i was already doomed for female friendships.

fast forward to august, i am acting out and behaving poorly. 16 year old me gets into a 2 door with two 19 year olds that loved to flex their fast cars & booze. after praying in the backseat we got back to their apartment where they drunkenly fought over who was going to attempt to have. s3x with me. i tricked the dumb one and snuck off at 5 am when everyone was sleeping.

a week later i get a call from someone that one of the 19 year olds crashed & killed a 17 year old girl at 6 am. it was mia.

i felt detached. i felt really emotionally numb and guilty. thinking that it could've been me, but now feeling so much guilt for a girl that dented my reputation. for a while i had hoped that i switched her places. she was older than me, almost graduating. i was young and disobeying my father, barley passing the 10th grade.

i went to her funeral. i seen her swollen lifeless body. she was buried in her prom dress. her brother was standing stiff with nothing behind his eyes. for a moment i felt his pain.

the sketchy guy who i had mentioned, we can call him J.

J was the cutest. He was tall, had fitting tattoos, and all of the girls here thought he was so handsome. That night i met liz & mia, he taught my bestfriend and i how to smoke a cigarette. Bad older boy with a car?! Yes!

My bestfriend and i smoked weed for the first time one day, and we were stoned for literal hours. We begged J to take us home. On our way home, we realized he missed a turn. And he dropped us off at the mall ( at closing time) and left us there.

I didn't know why I couldn't swoon J. Just like me already!!! It makes me laugh thinking back on it. But also slightly upset.

I was at a halloween party, when i noticed J looking bored. I asked him to hit up another party & he agreed. On our way he asked if I just wanted to crash at his place since he had a long day. I agreed.

We went back to his house & he had given me a hoodie and boxers. I felt safe. I told him that i was shy, and a virgin and that i take it slow. We laid listening to a movie, making out. we fell asleep. i said goodbye to his mother leaving his house in the morning & she complimented my crocs. she called me pretty.

That night i had so much adrenaline. I kept checking my phone. I received a dm from 3 or 4 people and my heart sank.

J is telling people that i r*ped him in his truck. that was my first ever panic attack. I couldnt even kiss a boy first, let alone have sx with him without his consent? long story short, that was devastating and i never thought everyone would believe his word over mine.

I bring J up also because, well, a few months later he also passed away in a horrific accident. and here i am, feeling guilty, again.

with my ocd, i can start believing false memory. to hear rumors about myself over and over is so difficult because i will start to question my own reality. I fought with that, and what J said about me, for a long long time.

i wish i knew a word other than guilty. i really do. i think about these poeple who i was not close with, but i shared some really traumatic experiences with. both of which, unfortunately, made my life a living hell. am i to blame to say i felt a slight relief? do i try to validate that feeling by saying "well i do feel an urge to beg whatever higher power out there to switch me places with them" . both thoughts make me feel terrible.

after all of these pillow thoughts you may say. damn bitch you need therapy. well, luckily its going 3 years strong. i think i need to dig deeper though. I am working on family based trauma, but without opening up these deep voids of tramatic experiences i got myself into ( with the help of neglectful parents i suppose) i dont think i can get to the deep rooted family issue without processing what all happened to me as a vulnerable girl growing up amongst other boys and girls.

[hobbinch]

Oh no I'm finally at the point of enough stuff happening that every now and then while I'm walking around minding my business I get SO SCARED out of nowhere

[itsamatterofmind]

Just because you get out

It doesnt mean you are free. 

I spent many months last year trying to understand my shadow self, and “be friends” with it.  That is not the correct way, and I am learning that now.  So many times I thought I was healing and then I was faced with the problems again.  I know God was and is always up to something, and I believe that all of this meaningless healing that I put myself through was to show the correct way, for me.  It wasnt therapy, and it wasnt learning about my trauma in a “new way” that was only hurting me more because it was feeding my Ego.   When I entered into a 12 step program I had no idea what my higher power looked like, and that was where my pain lies.  My qualifier broke me down in every way, you name it, and he broke me down in every way.   I went in “trusting in life” to being afraid to even get in the shower, or get home from work. It was not good.  And in those moments that I was stripped of my power I lost trust in God.  How could God be putting me through this? and WHY?   What did I do to deserve this?  Is there a God?  Why is God not protecting me right now?  I am begging him to remove this awful person from my life and it just seems to get worse.  I turned my back on God, he clearly didnt care about me, and left me to become beaten down.  So finally when I was physically FREE of this awful person in my life it took me some time to feel safe that he wasnt going to pop up and be there yelling at me for some insignificant reason. That is when I felt “safe”  I only put that in quotations because I never actually felt safe because last year I met a guy that I actually felt safe with and all of this fear and pain was resurfacing, but why?  I was in this beautiful connection and I wanted nothing more than to experience all of the moments I could with him, so why am I feeling this way? The panic, and suspicion I felt was not correct and I knew there was something wrong with me.   Here comes the judgments that I unconsciously placed against myself and I started throwing daggers at a guy I really cared about... WHY?  I was watching myself do this and I couldnt stop... but WHY!?  After all the painful interactions with him I told him I needed to step away to heal.  I came back when I felt I was ready but here we go again.... Pain, fear, separation came swinging back even harder.  I am TIRED OF THIS.  I know that he was too because eventually he walked and ignores me now.  That is really painful.   I did it to myself.   So in 12 step programs you search for a higher power, and come to find out that my disconnection with God was a HUGE part of why I was feeling so much fear, pain, anxiety, separation.   I never healed my connection with God, and gah it was like 9 months into my 12 step program that the light came on.  I was clearing the path to God again and getting back my God given power.  I still have much work to do because I do experience emotional relapse- although they are getting further apart from when I experience them... they are still heavy. 

I look forward to my healing. I am finally on the correct path and recognize what I must do to recalibrate my spirit.  

Just because I experience so much pain it does not mean that I am stuck there.  A lot of us that get stuck think that this is the case but its not.  You are limiting yourselves if you believe that this is who you are now.  It is important to not give up on yourself.

[soldier-angel]

I know nobody follows this blog but if you do stumble upon this, I want to let you know it gets better. I got my own self out of this, my eating disorder took away 5 years of my life, the last 2 years I spent in complete numbness and depression, I couldnt see the next day and I was in a constant loop of promising myself getting better and breaking that promise even when i hated dishonest people. I hated myself. I lost friends, almost failed school and was all alone. I was so, so fucking lost. I spent the whole summer drinking, messing up relationships, not taking my meds or visiting my doctor after I was let out of rehab 3 times. However I did reach my breaking point where i felt my heart stopping after intense sprinting, I was crying and calling my psychiatrist not knowing what to do. That was 3 days from my 18 birthday, and it that moment something just happened. I was brought into hospital, kept there filled with fluids to get my electrolytes stabilized. They checked my heart stats all night. I was told i could never have my heart back the way it was, but at least I would live. For some goddamn reason that was the wakeup call i needed. I started to try to get better. After a week I had to go to hospital yet again because of the constant panic attacks I felt like dying all over again and I was so sure the doctors missed something and I would be a goner. Turns out after 2 years of not drinking medication and being under constant stress warps into vegetative dystonia. I was sent to emergency psychiatrist which turned out to be my past doctor. She saw the desperation in getting better and overcoming the fear of death. She put me back on antidepressants. The first weeks were rough, I couldnt eat too much food and not get sick, I still jad bad days where I threw up but not always on my own accord, my stomach was just used to be completely empty all the time or being overfed and being taken all that food away again. The meds started to work after a month, since i didnt constantly throw them up. I was still afraid of weight gain, but refrained from using scales, it took a lot of willpower to not weigh myself 8 times a day but i did manage. I took up trying out new foods and recipes and learnt to make asian kitchen since i felt like that was my safe heaven i could confine in, more healthy food. I had two friends. One I had fixed my relationship with and the other was just always there for me. I honestly believe I would not have made it out fully without them, the best distraction from the bad thoughts I could ask for. I started to feel so much better in the last 2 months. I could finally eat foods and not think too much about it. When I went to my doctors I cried from happiness while telling her I can just eat something I want and not overthink it to the last detail. My weight also stabilized and I am at a healthy weight and I do not hate it. I also finally managed to finish school and get into college political studies, which is something I really want to do. I also started working and have become less anxious around new people. Sure I am still at home person, but it is so much easier to exist. This summer I also met some amazing people and honestly, life could not be better. Of course I will have my ups and downs, but I am so so so proud of myself and how far I have come, I wish my 13 year old self knew better. Everyone is able to be strong even if you do not believe yourself, some day it will happen and you will see life differently, just dont give up on your mind and body.

Sincerely Itans, recovery suck ass but it has lovely results, love yourselves.

[lunaflvms]

石頭 ; ᝰꜜ ᩠˚ 𖤐 enhypen reactions !

enhypen’s reaction to you being kidnapped then being transformed into a rock

pairing: ot7 x fem!reader

genre: reaction? headcannons idk what

warnings: help idk LMAO

requested by @luvddeonu HELP THIS WAS SO FUNNY also requests are open i also write for txt, itzy, skz and maybe more later on

⊹₊ 이희승 heeseung 

when he heard the news that you got kidnapped he probably started freaking out and panicking so much he passed out, sunghoon probably found him passed out on the floor and woke him up to find out you’ve been turned into a rock. heeseung probably would keep you as a rock and probably sob over how he loved you so much but you were turned into a rock. takes care of you as a rock, puts you in his pocket so it’s like your always there with him.

⊹₊ 제이 jay

definitely got people to look for you everywhere, like when he heard you went missing he got everyone to look for you and probably put a return for like 10k or sumn cuz he’s rich. when he heard that you had turned into a rock he would make sure you were living the most luxurious life as a rock like this man would build a whole mini doll house with like working features like a pool, a shower, and like beds to put you in there, also would try and find anyone that could turn you back.

⊹₊ 제이크 jake

he found out you went missing after your parents had called him asking if you were over at his place because you hadn’t returned all night. he would completely freak out when he realised you were missing, would go call everyone your friends with and would make posters for you. would probably try to get layla to see if she can sniff you to find where you were, jake probably would have so much trouble falling asleep knowing you were out there somewhere, probably would start blaming himself. police finally found something and when he was informed you were turned into a rock he broke down and decided to take you everywhere with him, makes sure you’re safe at all times as a rock and he would study so many textbooks to see if there was anything to turn you back.

⊹₊ 성훈 sunghoon

sunghoon was told by one of your friends that you were kidnapped and he immediately started to panic, probably went home and contacted your parents to ask where you last were and what had happened, dragged jay and jake to go look for you, ofc they went cuz they had never seen sunghoon this stressed before. when one of them traced your location to a rock, sunghoon probably started bawling his eyes out cuz you’ve been turned into a rock. would probably keep you on his desk but also tried to search online to see what he could do to fix you.

⊹₊ 선우 sunoo

pretty calm but dramatic, he would use the excuse of you being kidnapped to skip classes, get free food, special privilege and all that. definitely got jungwon to investigate for him and tried to get as much information he can after your disappearance. jungwon eventually found out you’ve been turned into a rock and went to go get you from where you’ve been turned. sunoo started laughing after jungwon handed him a rock saying it was you. went throught the 5 stages of grief (1) begged jungwon to find a way to turn you back but meanwhile he would decorate you as a rock and like talk to you sometimes.

⊹₊ 정원 jungwon

was there when you went missing, he was walking with you to go get ice cream and then you had to go off to the bathroom but you never came back, he went to go look at the bathrooms to see if you got lost or something, couldnt find you so he started to freak out a bit, probably spammed called you so much and called your parents and started to apologise so many times, blamed himself for it and would probably start asking around to see if you were seen going somewhere found you as a rock with all your belongings near a forest and started to freak and brought you back with ur stuff, probably started researching about it and eventually turned you back. slayy

⊹₊ 니키 ni-ki

you went missing when you were playing with bisco at the local park near his house, he was watching as you chased bisco around and then bisco started to chase you into the forest he waited for the two of you to come back, but eventually bisco only came back, ni-ki would start getting confused and asked bisco where you went to only to get a bark before chasing ni-ki into the forest, bisco would then started running towards a rock and woukd start barking at it. ni-ki would probably get confused and picked up you as a rock and threw it so bisco could go fetch it, so when bisco started chasing the rock to where ni-ki threw it and started barking again ni-ki got even more confused before realising you mysteriously turned into a rock. he would probably keep you with him and ask for help from adults to see how to turn you back.

author’s note: HELP IDK IF THATS GOOD ORR 💀💀 but yeah this was mostly satire help but if you have anymore requests send them :)) also if theres any errors its probably because i made this at around 2 am 💀

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[vilifyanddefile]

Cw: blood, hints of previous abuse. Blood infatuation, innappropriate thoughts (non-sexual).

This is a continuation of @shywhumpauthor 's post about a bad caretaker, which you can find right here.

𝘞𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴, 𝘋𝘰𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴, 𝘛𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘉𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘴.

𝘉𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯, 𝘉𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸, 𝘉𝘦𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸.

— 𝘚𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘚𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦.

Henchman stood in the bleak room with a slight tilt to their overall set of features, head drifting to the side as they eyed themselves in a mirror that almost mimicked their own body. Cracked along its sides with the wooden frame coated in a thick layer of dust. Upon further examination, rust coloured fingerpints paint some parts of the mirror almost daintily, despite it clearly being old blood.

They were far more enamored with the old blood in comparison to the new droplets sinking into the wooden floor, some smudged in the direction of Whumpee's doorway as they had frantically tip toed their little form out of their room to go care for the injury Henchman had given them. They sank into the giddy feeling of dragging a blade down their forearm, moving to swipe their tongue across the shining silver coated in sticky crimson. "So sweet. I would prefer it straight from the source, though.." they muttered, tongue swiping across their canine teeth next.

Henchman thought back to the rust coloured finger prints, and they pondered on it momentarily- simply because there shouldnt have been any signs of blood within this room, nor the house in total really. Wasnt whumpee safe now? They were away from henchmans boss, away from angry hands and sharp weapons and glowing flames of hatred and yearning for violence, yet still, the scent of copper and the sight of faux rust lingered in what was supposed to be a safe space, but as henchman investigated further- perhaps it was truly just a cruel rendition of one, mocking whumpee in the back of their pretty little head, telling them that they'll never be truly safe. Surprisingly, the thought made Henchmans heart lurch downwards into their stomach- eyes flickering to their scarred wrists and finger tips idly. They knew the feeling all too well. They wish they hadnt.

They swivvled on their feet towards the doorway, expertly remaining completely silent as they stalked the hallway of caretakers home, as if a predator eager to catch its prey. They pause beside the door frame, looking downwards to ensure they couldnt cast any shadow that would give away their presence beneath the door. But, there was no light, the only light they could truly spot was within this hallway they walked in, alight with the moonlight and her loneliness, the stars much too far away to bring her company. Henchman examines the rest of the hallway, spying the light near the end, beckoning them closer. They move onwards, avoiding certain floorboards that they knew were too loud. They were here before, many times, can you blame them? They needed to keep their eye on whumpee per request of whumper, and what better way to do that then to stalk them from the shadows of their own safety? Henchman was getting more information than they originally bargained for, and now they were craving more- it left a bittersweet taste on their tongue and they ached for more, giving into their sinister curiosities. As they say, curiosity killed the cat but satisfaction brought it back, and henchman felt as though they were about to be very satisfied.

Henchman stands outside the door of the bathroom, chuckling airily to themselves. It interrupts the silence around them. "Oh whumpee, my dear.." they hum in a sing songy voice, their tone melodic and sinisterly sweet. Then, they swing open the door.

Whumpee looks like a dear in headlights, horror basking over their features as their arm is on full display, blood dripping down onto the floor and the sink, a handprint imprinted on the white marble of the counter. Henchman is admittedly taken aback. Cautiously, they step forward. Whumpee takes a step back in response, a sob catching in their throat as they bring their bloodied hand up to cover their mouth, bloody thread messily clinging to their arm alongside a sewing needle, much too large for their skin.

"Shh, sh- my dear, my little lovely, don't fret," henchman mumbles, bringing their hands up to cup whumpees face as tears slide down their cheeks. Henchman fights off the urge to bring their fingers to their lips, despite being curious as to how Whumpees tears taste. Henchman shakes off the thought, carefully bringing a hand to their bloody one and interlacing their fingers, lowering whumpees arm all together. "Why didn't you go to caretaker? I'd assume they'd be able to care for this..more easily. Perhaps take you to the ER. No offense but you do not seem like the type to have a car, let alone a license. I don't believe you can take yourself." A sob leaves Whumpee's lips, mouth opening and closing as they babble away, trying to work out a coherent sentence. They give up quite fast, lowering their head against Henchmans chest with a weak cry. "They-thheyy hate me- m'sorrymsorry-"

Oh.

Oh *my*.

Henchman is taken aback heavily this time, bringing their spare hand up to cradle the back of Whumpees head. Their fingers scratch gently at the poor things scalp, playing with their hair as they attempt to calm them down slowly. They can't have caretaker wake up now, can they? Henchman hums into the frail things ear, moving just enough to plant an affectionate kiss to their forehead. They feel whumpee grow slack against them, sobs quieting down into shaky whimpers and sniffles. Henchman moves whumpee to the toilet, guiding them into sitting down on the seat. Their hands wander their own body for a moment, fishing out a pill bottle from their pocket. Henchman had migraines on the regular, so carrying pain medication and even muscle relaxers to help them sleep was a common that even Whumper knew about it. Head injuries, am I right? Henchman pops a pill onto their thumb, free hand carefully taking Whumpee's jaw into their possesion. "Open up, love. 'S pain meds, it'll help you relax my dear." It was in fact a muscle relaxer, actually, but..same difference. Whumpee obediently takes the pill into their mouth, swallowing it down without the aid of a drink. Henchman releases their jaw and plants their hand into their hair instead, bringing themselves awfully close. Whumpee's head falls against their chest. "'M sorry.." "do not apologize. Relax for me, my dear. Just relax."

Henchman simply stands there, scratching behind Whumpee's ear and along their scalp while humming a small tune, luring them into a calming rest as their little hands cling onto their shirt, swallowing up little fistfuls of fabric into their palms. Henchmans shirt and jacket were stained with blood by now, but they didn't mind. They liked blood after all, especially this little things..such a pretty thing, all for them to enjoy. No more for caretaker, no no. The moment Whumpee was asleep, Henchman leaned downwards and folded their arms underneath Whumpee's little body, smiling devilishly. Caretaker would no longer be given the right to Whumpee. Henchman needed a new little pet, and considering Whumpee needed someone better than that damned rat sleeping in a bed much to luxurious for them, Henchman would be taking this little bloody prize- their perfect, golden little pet. So sweet and damaged, all for them to fix.

They always liked playing doctor.

Tagging : @shywhumpauthor

[tarosin]

the great adventures of y/n tubbo jack niki and wilbur - racing across the sea

requested: yes/no

part 8 of the great adventures series

warning: cursing, anxiety about the sea

ever since the argument you and tubbo had become inseparable, he practically lived with you and your parents at this point, and your community was loving it. everytime one of you would stream, tens of thousands of people would tune into your stream to see what madness was going on and today was no different. the pair of you decided to stream a laugh and the stream ends challenge. safe to say you ended up changing the rules several times, you even made ranboo join the stream so you could have extra lives. not long after the stream ended you, ranboo, and tubbo practically dominated the twitter trending page. today however was tubbos last day at yours and shortly after you ended stream, the pair of you headed out to the train station so you could make sure your best friend made it onto the train safely. after you said your goodbyes, you decided to facetime jack on your way home to discuss vlog ideas, and just to talk to him, as you had been rather busy this past week going over plans with ranboo, tubbo, and all of your parents about the uk trip that was happening pretty soon.

a few days later, it was finally time to go film the vlog. you couldn’t exactly lie, you weren’t exactly looking forward to this, as you were told it had something to do with the sea and boats which oddly enough didn’t mix very well with your fear of the deep sea. you had no idea what’s down there and you didn’t want to find out, but hey at least you’d be with tubbo.

your parents offered to drive you there so you didnt have any additional stress from having to get a train then a taxi, this allowed you to have a pretty quiet journey to meet up with your friends. you sat in the back of the car on facetime with tommy who was the only one who knew about your fear and was rather confused as the why you would agree to do such a thing

“i’ll never understand what goes through your mind, you’ve got this though! you’re going to be completely okay, plus you never know it might help you get over your fear, you did tell me you had been working on getting over it.”

“I suppose you’re right, it can’t be too bad. I mean I love the sea. I just don’t like what’s deep down, you feel me?”

“i understand mate, but you need to remember jack wouldn’t put you in danger. as much as he acts like he would, and even if you do fall off the boat or some how end up in the water, you won’t automatically end up at the bottom of the sea. just try to enjoy yourself, yeah?”

“...yeah”

“call me when you get home you can tell me all about what happened, afterwards we can record a minecraft mod video.”

“of course, boss man.”

“you hang out with tubbo too much, you should hang out with me a lot more.”

the car pulled into the car park and within a minute of the car stopping tubbo was at the window shouting your name.

“right tommy, i should probably go, ill see you later bud!”

you said goodbye to your parents as tubbo opened your car door for you.

“what a gentleman, thank you, tubbo.”

“anything for you, now let’s go. jack began filming the intro and i really want the hat hes wearing.”

“you’re ridiculous.”

he stood with his arms crossed shaking his head, pretending to be offended before walking off with you not far behind him.

you stood with niki and wilbur as tubbo went off filming some of the intro with jack. the three of you stood talking about how you have all been and discussing more plans for your meetup.

“y/n, go control your friend, he’s stealing a hat!”

you ran up behind tubbo and stole the hat from him, putting it on your own head.

“why have you got the hat now?”

“i am now captain!”

“but i wanted to be captain!”

you and tubbo stood arguing back and forth over who was captain, ignoring jack trying to get the pair of you to stop.

“you have 5 seconds to stop arguing or you’re being separated 5...4...3...2...1 right.”

“jack no!”

jack pulled you aside claiming he has something really important to ask you.

“so did you bring something valuable?”

“yeah i did actually, i brought tubbo and the necklace tommy gave me for my birthday last year.”

tubbo overhearing the conversation walked over telling you both that he also brought a valuable item, in fact it was a family heirloom.

“i brought an urn.”

“why would you do that tubbo? what the fuck-“

“you two do realise if either of you lose it had to go in the sea?”

“poor grandma.”

“aye about that you will have to pry that necklace out of my hands in order to throw it in the sea!”

the three of you went up to wilbur and niki where wilbur stole the hat you stole from tubbo, and you were told that you were all about to race to the isle of wight.

it was unfortunately time to board the boat, you sat next to tubbo, so that you felt like you had some sort of control with what was about to happen. the others sat making jokes about what was going on whilst you were trying to get control of your breathing. as you all set sail, you thought you were doing a good job of hiding the fact you were potentially about to have a panic attack as no one seemed to notice, or so you thought. considering the fact tubbo was your best friend, he instantly noticed something was wrong and wrapped an arm around you, and decided that distracting you would be a lot better than making you focus on what was currently happening.

“hey y/n, i have an amazing idea for when ranboos in the uk. a 4 month sleep over.”

“heh?”

before you had time to fully process what was going on, all you could hear was wilbur now claiming to be captain then going on to tell you why portsmouth is called portsmouth. you couldnt help but laugh at the random things he was coming up with since he put the captains hat on.

“that is a cinema..i’ve been in this industry for a while now, isn’t that right?”

it was silent for a while until niki tried to steal the captains hat, but was unfortunately unsuccessful .

“maybe next time niki.”

“thank you for believing in me, y/n.”

you pointed out a castle which ended up with wilbur talking about how the planned executions there .

“are they dead?”

“...tubbo of course they’re dead. what kind of question was that?”

the other boat began getting closer to the boat you were all currently in, indicating that it was almost time for you all to split up into two groups.

“my boat is going much faster.”

“that is a sign of pollution.”

“wow jack you’re polluting the world, i hope you’re happy!”

the ride was pretty chill until jack asked what he had lost in the past.

“past relationships.”

“the love or host.”

“laugh you lose streams.”

“the waterslide races from when we went to the water park.”

you and tubbo continued listening things that jack had lost.

“okay. so i’ve lost a few things.”

jack looked towards the other boat.

“however, you two are about to lose each other.”

“excuse you?”

“no, y/n is mine!”

eventually wilbur had enough and picked tubbo up and took him to the other boat with him.

“TUBBO!”

“Y/N!”

you and niki sat laughing as jack and wilbur bickered about who was going to win the boat race. whilst jack was distracted, you felt niki tap your arm and told you to look over to the other boat where tubbo was reaching his arm out to you so you could quickly swap boats.

you quickly got into the boat and sat next to your best friend, tubbo knew you were still slightly nervous, so made it so you would be sat in between him and wilbur so you would feel a lot more comfortable. a few minutes later, your boat began to set off and all you could hear was a mixture of tubbos laughter and jacks yelling getting quieter the further you went.

“AY THEY CANT START WITHOUT US!. AND THEY GOT Y/N, WHEN DID THEY GET THEM?!”

you turned to face wilbur who pointed towards a building before announcing that it definitely belonged to the the three of you, and was renaming it reddit gold.

“reddit..reddit gold, are you serious?” you said through your laughter, the three of you sat together taking turns narrating what was happening .

“go on, y/n.”

“if this capsizes, were all drowning.”

“cheerful as awful.”

“do you think sharks are beneath us?”

“i’m not even answering that question.”

you looked over your shoulder to see that niki and jack were catching up to you all.

“i hope they don’t overtake us, otherwise it’s bye bye tubbo.”

“and grandma.”

“excuse you, tubbo?”

“he’s claiming that he brought an urn with him and if we lose our valuable item gets chucked into the sea.”

a little while later jacks boat was next to yours and you and wilbur started to shout how it was like romeo and juliet.

“y/n, you studied this at gcse a while back, yell some quotes.”

“tubbo i didn’t listen to the teachers.”

“do it!”

“no!”

wilbur continued to talk to the others whilst you and tubbo sat bickering about William Shakespeare .

“tubbo my favourite character was benvolio and he fucked off halfway through.”

“what do you mean he fucked off?”

“he literally disappeared.”

wilbur was genuinely questioning what he was listening to he slowly turned around and tried to catch your attention; however you were currently in the middle of a debate about why benvolio disappeared, which was that last thing you expected to be doing on the boat. eventually your debate died down and you looked up to see wilbur shaking his head at you both, clearly confused as to why you spent 5 minutes arguing about romeo and juliet. an idea came to wilburs mind as he started laughing and pointing at the sea.

“drink some seawater, tubbo.”

you looked away as tubbo reached into the water trying to hold as much water as he could before bringing it to his lips and drinking the seawater.

“tubbo did you really just-“

“more tubbo!”

tubbo did the same as before, however this time brought his hands towards your face.

“drink it, y/n!”

“yeah, y/n, you can help desalinate it.”

“how wonderful, i’ll pass though.”

tubbo looked at you pretending to be upset and lifted his hands towards you again, this time you gave in and drank some of the water.

“thanks, tubbo, I can now only taste salt.”

jack noticed what you and tubbo were doing and looked at wilbur confused.

“im making them drink seawater!”

“what’s it like?”

“potassium!”

“salt.. a lot of salt!”

you checked your phone as you kept receiving multiple messages from tommy trying to get your attention, forgetting that you were currently on a boat with the others. you looked up from your phone to see tubbo drinking more seawater.

“AGAIN?”

you had no idea what was going on for jack and niki, but it sounded a lot like they lost hope as jack yelled asking if there was room for him on the boat while tubbo sat flipping him off in response to his question. jack continued to yell at the three of you however none of you could hear what he was yelling, so you kind of sat just nodding your head in agreement to what he was saying. wilbur pointed out that he could see the finishing line and how it looked like you were all going to make it. you looked over to see jack and niki recreating that one scene from titanic tubbo looked at you smiling, trying not to laugh.

“absolutely not one of us, if not both of us, would end up in the sea.”

the boat began to go significantly faster. at the start you were unsure how to feel, however a few minutes into it you began laughing enjoying how fast you were going.

“woahhh we’re turning!”

the boat did a loop before going straight on as fast as it could go.

“y/n, tubbo, we’re going. we’re going.”

“OH MY GOD!”

you ended up passing another boat you and tubbo instantly waved to everyone on the boat a few people waved back .

“they don’t wanna wave.”

“they know their boat is bigger than ours.”

“they could easily ram us and kill us all.”

“hopefully they decide against doing that.”

the boat began weaving resulting in you, tubbo, and wilbur constantly crashing into each other, not that any of you cared you were all having the time of your lives. you pointed at a boat which was cutting off the boat jack and niki were in .

“we’ve got this in the bag boys, victory is ours!”

your boat slowed down so it could dock.

“i think we’ve won!”

“we won”!

“holy shit we won! tubbo doesn’t have to go in the sea now!”

everyone got out of the boat so you could all wait for jack and niki to reach the dock, as the two of them approached you all tubbo began to sing.

“we are the champions my friend!”

“STOP IT!”

“i have to go into the fucking water!”

you pulled niki into a hug.

“jack you cruel man.”

“did you not have fun niki..we had a great time.”

you let go of niki and stood behind tubbo placing your head on his shoulder whilst jack explained to wilbur what was going to happen if they lost.

“oh, I thought we got to decide who was thrown into the water.”

“no no no no no no!”

“well i think considering we won..”

after a small discussion as a team, you all instantly agreed that jack should be thrown into the water, you all stood on the boat as niki argued that he cant throw her into the water. a couple seconds later wilbur walks towards jack handing him the camera before picking him up.

“are you ready?”

“i don’t think the bits that funny will, i don’t think the bits that funny!”

you all screamed and laughed as jack was thrown into the water. jack complained about the temperature of the sea as he climbed back onto the boat only to be pushed off again by you and tubbo.

“that’s revenge for trying to put us on separate boats!”

you spent the rest of the day together just hanging together as a group before you said your goodbyes.

the ride back home was you excitedly explaining what your boat ride was like to your parents, once you got home you ran upstairs to your room then called tommy on discord

“how was it then?”

“tommy it was so cool, honestly i wish you could have come with us.”

“i mean you’re coming with me george and wilbur to a water course next week, you don’t have a choice.”

“oh okay, it’s a good job i’d love to be there then, tom, also what mod are we playing just so i can check i have it ready.”

“rlcraft.”

the two of you spent a good hour talking before getting ready to film a video with charlie and jschlatt for tommys youtube channel.

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