#same with caffeine

[illegiblehandwriting1]

humans are funny because we like to eat things that want to eat us. And sometimes it's happening simultaneously, like kiwi and pineapple

[pr-fae]

I fucking hate being into GT sometimes, I just wanted to think about my OCs drinking coffee together, which led to me thinking "Oh could the tiny even drink the coffee or would that amount of caffeine kill them?" Which has forced me to learn math i did not want to learn in the first place and also about cubes and shit? Somehow also velocity????? This is bullshit I've decided they can drink the coffee I'm not learning all that

[anonymocha]

Do NOT try this at home, you may not blink or sleep for the next 48 hours and found unconscious frothing in the mouth on a sidewalk after that

[iceclew]

Did I accidently write more than just a few lines of dialogue for this scene?... *shyly fumbling with fingers* 🥹👉👈 maybe...

Sorry, I suck at words and this isn't betaread nor properly proofread and I am not native english, I'm very sorry in advance...

full story down below

(Chappel Roan - Love me Anyway)

(Benson Boone - Slow it Down)

"VICE-CAPTAIN!!!!"

The tiny moving plush-like thing in his hand apparently started screaming as well now.

"WHY ALWAYS MEEE!?!?"

What looked like the chibi mini-version of the Defence Force's biggest trump card, struggled to hold on his thumb, kicking around those little feet of his.

"Well, now I'm quite curious abut THAT story..."

"I CAN'T TURN BACK AND I AM T I N Y !!! (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )"

"I see that... How'd you even get in here?"

Tiny #8 stopped fidgeting a bit. Instead two unproportionally big round dark eyes goggled at him. It was undeniably adorable to look at. "Well after THIS happened, I couldn't grab my phone on the table anymore, so I ran around to find someone, but I figured Narumi and Kikoru would very likely take advantage of my situation and do something stupid with me."

"Oh yeah, they definitely would and I get why, honestly."

"So I ran around to find you, YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW BIG THE 1st DIVISION IS, WHEN YOU'RE LIKE THIS, OK?! And then I saw the slightly opened window and just crawled in... ༼☯﹏☯༽"

"Wait... you know where my temporary place in the 1st Division is located? Why?"

"....Coincidence? (*ﾟｰﾟ) "

He sighed. "Well just when you think you saw everything...Kafka Hibino enters the stage..."

"SIR, WHAT SHOULD I DO?? WHY ARE THESE THINGS ALWAYS HAPPENING TO ME??"

"you really want me to answer that, bud?", he barely tried to hide the undertone of his voice, which left the small creature on the palm of his hand baffled for a second.

"Wha-? HEY, MEAN!! What are you on about!?"（＞д＜）

"Yeah, maybe, I don't know STOP CHANGING in general, like I told you f.ex.. or maybe stick to your training routine without going OVERBOARD on a regular basis? How 'bout that?"

The big dark round eyes got even bigger with every word spoken.

"Yeah, don't look at me like that, I might coincidently got wind of stuff, you know?"

His unexpectedly open and emotional response threw Kafka off. For a second he forgot about his *tiny* main problem, his mind jumped between confused and worried and he couldn't comprehend with his reaction for now. After some awkward seconds in silence, Hoshina's tone grew significantly calmer, but still sort of off to his usual self-assured expression. "Well at least this time you're actually telling me about stuff that bothers you, huh?"

Silence again. While hanging from the palm of his Vice-Captain's hand Kafka realized something (besides his size) was different. His senses grew more aware of his surroundings to find answers.

"Are... are you drunk, sir?"

Besides the slight scent of alcohol in the air, and the - well quite obvious - bottle of sake on the table, the startled twitch on his face confirmed Kafka's guess was right. Other than the sake the only other thing on the table were some snacks. Another odd thing to Kafka, who was used to see Hoshina's surroundings stuffed with documents, loose papers, books and other work related things.

The silence lingered around them uncomfortably. To Kafka's suprise Hoshina was seemingly struggling with words. A look on his face Kafka couldn't remember seeing before. Now his mind definitely jumped to 'worried'.

Hoshina tried to mimic an insulted face and looked away. "A little tippsy at most... I'm off-duty for tonight.." Besides the slightly blushed nose and cheeks, Kafka now noticed some dark circles under red eyes. "..and despite my gut telling me better, I assumed I probably won't be needed anymore today, and that I could hang loose a little. It's not my Division after all, there's another Captain and Vice-Captain in charge here. So I might as well make use of that chance... Should have known, it would end up that way or another.. " He smiled a bit and Kafkas felt like his heart clenching from the sight. "Although I definitely should have placed my bet on YOU to be the reason for that." He chuckled lightly, while his expressions grew somewhat softer.

"I'm sorry, Sir."

"Nah, it's fine. As if I didn't get used to your-"

"I never put much thought to it, but ever since the Defence Force started preparing for the big counter attack on #9 your workload must've at least doubled in the 3rd and 1st Division.. and here I am still taking over the rest of your time as well..."

"Don't like where this is going, officer... You're not starting pitying me, are ya?"

"No I-...I just feel like.. I didn't realize, and there for not appreciated your work enough.." Silence. "And also.." The tiny kaiju had his look glued to the floor in front of him for a while now. "I know you told me to brush it off earlier but,... I truly regret ... not telling you about... #8 n'stuff.. I'm sorry... I'd change that if I could.."

A small plushy-sized Kaiju was gently put back on the ground again. Hoshina scratched his nose for a second, before bending far back to the other side of the room. He grabbed for his smartphone that was burried in piles of carelessly pushed aside documents.

"As I said. You're here now, aren't ya?" When he got his phone he chose to stay laid down on the floor and started typing something on the lightened screen.

A tiny transformed Kafka carefully made his way around and walked up on eye-level with Hoshina's face again. Once again overwhelmed by his current state of being, he let himself fall back on the floor and sat on the ground. "So... what should I do?"

"The first thing WE do is trying to make some calls. But since you seem to be in no life-threatening condition, we might have to wait 'till tomorrow for a first medical examination. If that's the case you'll stay, and I get you down to the lab first thing in the morning."

"Wait!" The tiny Kaiju made a suprisingly far jump right up to Hoshina's chest and pressed the (for him very big) red hang-up button on the screen with both paws. "You're right about that, I won't die this second from being tiny, so we might as well wait for tomorrow."

The questioning look on the opposite's face made a tiny Kafka look away and scratch his neck shyly. "Well, since you're ... I dunno,... I feel like, I can't have you be seen d-dru- .. like this by other officials of the 1st Division, b-because of me..."

A finger poked his forehead, which caused a tiny being like him to fall right back landing on warm soft fabric of Hoshina's shirt.

"Idiot. But you might be right about that."

[ctrl-alt-em]

Wyrdwood team: We could always just knock Robin out. He’s not really useful :/

Me, opening a word doc: he’s now the only one of you that can cook a decent meal for the group 😤

[crimeronan]

in honor of my very brave shower, i'm declaring it AU canon that sometimes when luz is even more agitated and restless than usual, hunter will be like, "alright. i'm drawing you a bath. with a bunch of bubbles. and you're not allowed to do anything else empress-wise until you've soaked for at Least an hour. capiche??"

darius told him once that this is a surefire way to de-cranky pretty much anyone. He Is Correct.

[zzoupz]

guess which tasty refreshing beverage I am holding right now❤️

[sergle]

thank you so much for posting abt your experience with getting reduction, because it’s made it a lot less scary of a concept to me. i have a lot of paid and discomfort caused by my chest but surgery of any kind is terrifying to me- seeing your joy and honesty about your reduction gives me a lot of hope for my own future. thank you for sharing :)

I'm glad it's relieving some of your anxiety about it!!! tbh I was shot back in time knowing what I know now, I'd go into surgery again feeling a lot more confident. If I knew that the healing would be so manageable, I coulda saved myself a lot of stress LMAO

[stardustdiver]

ynow i always feel like caffine does absolutely nothing to me

bc i can have coffee and im feeling anywhere from on any given day: tired sleepy, riddled with anxiety and/or hypersensitivity, and 🧍 emoji irl

then days where i give the coffee a skip, i can range from: tired sleepy, riddled with anxiety and/or hypersensitivity, 🧍emoji irl

i dont think days with coffee strike me as any particular state more than others compared to days without coffee

[totally-italy]

Is anyone awake on this site right now?

No, I am not sane and I feel like I am about to self-combust.

[suddencolds]

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[vroombeams]

dvd bonus for rear 32 pls!!

✄ DVD BONUS: pick a fic and I’ll describe or write a deleted scene!

The aftercare isn't his favourite part, obviously. That's not why they do this. That's not why Oscar lets Mark do things like stab about in his mouth with questionably legit Amazon dental tools. But it gets him every time, the way Mark looks afterward. When he gets Oscar set up in the bath—perfect temperature, nails it every time—and they're bantering idly, part a debrief and part a distraction, Oscar catches the softness to his face. Impressive, really, that that face can look soft at all. But it does; his eyes go all warm and melty, and the sharpness of his mouth curls like a cat in its favourite sunbeam, and the hard lines of his cheeks seem to round off like they've been sanded down just a little. Oscar's still... whatever he is, after a scene, head fuzzy and insides heavy. Maybe it's him that's gone softer. Maybe everything's the same and it's just his brain that's different. He slumps to lean against the side of the tub, lets his neck roll loose, lets his head just barely rub up against Mark's chest. Mark pauses where he's been running a sponge over Oscar's opposite shoulder. He's kind of expecting Mark to keep going about his cleaning business. Dislodge Oscar's head, move on, maybe wash Oscar's hair. Mark loves a cuddle, sure, but that's a bed-specific activity as far as he's concerned. So Oscar's not actually expecting Mark to set the sponge aside. Not at all expecting Mark's wet hand to cup the side of his head and pull him in so that Oscar's cheek is pressed to his chest. Oh. Alright. "You did good, kid," Mark says. It's just—it's a normal thing to say, after a scene, but it gets Oscar somewhere more tender this time, slinks in under his ribcage and flutters there, warm and bright. Oscar doesn't get choked up about it. He super doesn't. It's just that Mark smells quite nice, and that's the only reason he pushes his face into his shirt and has a bit of a sniff.

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[kuroshipped]

bonus art: SANDWICH

FREE THEM!!!!also im cooking up something INSANE me im detailed so 😅ummmtake this for now..

og made 5.15.24 in prep ...or something

[pliablehead]

I'm 60 and I have listened to the album 300 times.true story.

[somecunttookmyurl]

fwiw my physiotherapist told me that people with eds apparently metabolise things faster than other people, so your fast metabolisation of medications/caffeine/etc could be in part linked to that?

yes people with EDS (and other forms of chronic pain) are highly likely to have the abnormal liver enzyme thing

we don't really know *why* but it's just. a thing.

[bromcommie]

running a bazillion errands and cleaning the whole apartment all the while in turns blasting either 70s/80s bops or the winter soldier suite 2014 comp. henry jackman into headphones at 120% just to feel alive kind of friday