#what i'm saying is i think i need to get some outdoor hobbies

[spoondrifts]

this'll be the summer i remember that i'm a person in the world i just know it

[thelazybard]

idk if you do modern AU, but it could be really cool like a modern au of the clones from Bad Batch + rex and cody in like university. what would they study, what hobbies, what would they wear! idk

or maybe like in the y/n s/o perspective how they would help them study through finals and midterms?

love ur writing 🫶🫶🫶

I love university AUs sm ughh

Modern!The Bad Batch +Rex +Cody x GN!Reader: The boys as university students

Rex:

Style: Athleisure for sure. Something presentable enough to attend class in but also hit up the gym in after. The same sneakers almost every day, and his gold chain.

Major: Philosophy

Study dates: In his dorm when Cody is out. You both fit into his twin bunk and quiz each other with flash cards.

Cody:

Style: Done up, slacks and a sweater every day for sure. I imagine him in brown loafers and gold jewelry.

Major: Engineering

Study dates: Out at a cafe with free wifi. He prefers outdoor seating so the two of you can have a bit more privacy while also enjoying nature, but he won't subject you to that in the winter. You doublecheck his math for him and quiz him on the different formulas he's got to memorize.

Hunter:

Style: Jeans, boots, and a graphic tee of some sort. A denim or leather jacket in the winter.

Major: Forestry/Environmental Science

Study date: Outdoors at campus, usually under a tree the two of you can lean back on. He brings snacks and a blanket each time, and the two of you study for your respective midterms in a comfortable silence until you fall asleep on his shoulder.

Echo:

Style: Similar to Rex's. Athleisure, but more boyish. Graphic tees of his favorite show and Nike sweatshorts.

Major: Biomedical engineering

Study dates: At your dorm because Fives always has a girl over. He tries to focus on studying but ends up getting distracted by the various doodads around your room, which results in you getting the great idea of holding him down and doing your skincare routine on him. No studying gets done.

Wrecker:

Style: He's the guy that wears shorts whether it's warm or not. A black pullover hoodie is a closet staple. (He let's girls borrow it so be ready to argue about that). Socks and sandals 100%.

Major: Sport's Medicine or Physics.

Study dates: In his dorm. He sits at his desk with you in his lap and you make him create/study quizlets. He takes breaks frequently to snuggle and kiss you.

Tech:

Style: Slacks, polo and blazer. Thinks you need to look your best to do your best. Him and Wrecker fuss over each other's styles constantly.

Major: Double majoring in Aerospace Engineering and Computer Science.

Study dates: In the STEM building in one of the many study spaces. He says what he's learned out loud to you to better adhere it in his noggin. He takes you out to ice cream after to make up for the lack of romance during the actual study part.

Crosshair:

Style: Dark academia on days he has a presentation. Rest of the time? Sweatpants and a black shirt. Something he can jump right back into bed in.

Major: I'm sorry but he's so a business major. Actually I'm not sorry.

"Study" dates: You go to his dorm and make out while a business textbook is open nearby. Studying!!

[i-want-men-i-cant-have]

Min Ho x reader

No pronouns just you is used, friends to lovers

Another stressful week at attending KISS finally passed with practically your whole life revolving fully around the school. You decided you needed a hobby to take the stress off the heavy workflow. After asking one of your friends, Q, about fun activities that could help with stress and take your mind off of school he started gushing about his outdoor club and hiking saying, “joinmyclubandyourelifewillchangeinwaysyouneverthoughtof!” Or at least that's what you thought he said.

Getting up from your bed you grabbed some clothing you had picked out the night before on your chair and went to the bathroom to get ready not wanting your roommate's new boyfriend to see you changing, again.

Finishing in the bathroom you finished your morning routine and put the athletic clothing on. A light smile to your face looking at it remembering what Min Ho had told you when you went shopping.

Another gasp escaped his throat. At this point, you thought he was just trying to not go back to his dorm room. “What it that y/n! You look like a smurf who got drowned in hair dye! Do you have anything good in there?” His voice was harsh but laced with a teasing hint. You knew he didn't want you to look like, “a smurf who got drowned in tye die,” but it had been two hours of this and you think one of the employees is praying you two get hit by a truck on your way out from the pile of clothes you're going to leave.

He barged his way into the changing room and you gasped, “Hey, my bras on the floor-”

“So? Were friends aren't we?” He responded casually while digging around all the stores' clothes you had picked out for a hike. You scoffed and knew fighting wasn't going to work with him.

Min Ho dug around everything you pulled out scoffing and gasping at the endless amount of “worthless” clothes as he put it. “Wait here, you don't know what looks good on you.” He left as quickly as he entered and after two minutes of finding your bra and underwear hiding under the clothing you had been wearing he returned. “This. Then someone might notice you chon-nom.” He draped the top over your face and grabbed your hand to place the shorts on them. “And this jacket.” He grabbed one of the jackets and handed it to you again. The top on your face slowly fell off your face to reveal your face with an arched brow. Min Ho mimicked the face with crossed arms jokingly. “What?”

“Leave.”

“Why.”

“Because I'm getting changed.”

“That's not an excuse y/n.”

In the end, you had bought the outfit and it honestly was better than anything you could have picked out, but you would never let him know that. You looked in the mirror cupping your butt in the tight fabric of your shorts in your hands with a worried look. You did lightly regret letting him pick the shorts even asking if there were pants but he just said they were, “out of the stalk.”

Leaving the bathroom with the jacket placed around your waist you quickly said goodbye to her and her boyfriend of the week.

“Hey, Q!” You waved, lightly jogging to him and doing some warm-up stretches in the grass.

“Y/n!” He smiled with a small wave back. “Don't waste all your energy yet,” he teased.

“I would never.”

The trail was honestly beautiful, you had never seen anything like it. The clouds might have still been in the sky with the blue sky peeking out and a light mist covering the mountain path but it only added to the comfort of the walk. You stopped to look at the view of the school and took an inhale, your senses overflowing. The smell of the old bark of the trees with some water slowly dripping down its leaves, the still wet dirt that had a hint of mushiness but you still wouldn't call it mud, the smell of fog and damp grass. Your school work and family life had disappeared in the environment. Q was right when he told you it could change your life.

“Hey y/n, keep up” He turned back to look at you but a small smile stretched on his lips. “You like the view?”

“Is it always like this?” You turned to ask him.

“Most of the time. You never really get used to it.” He turned to look back at the city and his shoulders untensed.

“We should do this more.” You made your way over to him but a light scream from you made Q’s eye widen when he saw you take a step back and your footing get loose when a small animal ran past your legs.

“Y/n!” He tried to reach out for you but your body hit the floor and you muffled out another scream when your body rolled a few times. Luckily you were able to stop yourself from falling down the hill anymore but your body with filled with scratches and bruises. Some blood coated your arms and you winced bringing up your hands to look at them. They shook with cuts on the palm and fingers.

“Y/n! Are you alright!” He ran over to you and immediately grabbed you by the arm hoisting you up and over his shoulder. “Shit.”

“Y-yeah I’m fine.” You brought your arms to his shoulders to lightly slap him. “Let’s continue the hike.”

“What? No. You got hurt.”

“No, I'm fine. Just a little cut.”

“A little?” His voice got harsh and he repositioned you on his back. “We’re going back to my place. You can't keep walking you’ll open more wounds.”

“Q, I'm fine!”

“You're going to have to amputate your leg!”

“I’m fine!” You slapped his shoulder again. The two of you slowly made your way down the hill wobbling from side to side at times. You both got to his side of the dorm and he got out his key.

“Min Ho’s going to kill me,” he muttered under his breath almost going unnoticed by you. He finally opened the door and closed it, walking over and setting you down on the couch.

“Stay here, I’ll get the med kit,” Q tells you leaving for the bathroom.

“You have a med kit?” You ask laughing. You slowly relax on the couch and feel your body melt into the cushions until a loud voice interrupts you.

“WHAT! YOU LET WHAT HAPPEN TO HER?!” Min Ho’s voice echoed through the living room not even for a second before Q fought back.

“She’s not a kid Min Ho! She just fell!”

“And you didn't catch her?!”

“She was a few feet away!”

“You shouldn't have let her go with you in the first place!”

More incoherent yells left the bathroom until you hear Q barge the door open and throw the first aid kit at Min Ho’s chest. He didn't look at you as he stomped down to the front door opening and slamming it. The apartment was quiet as you sat on the couch. Min Ho’s sigh caught you off guard and you whip around to see him a few feet behind you.

“What happened?” You ask with a meek voice not wanting to sour the mood more.

“Don't worry about it,” he spat before widening his eyes. “Bastard.” He cupped your face and rubbed light circles on your cheek with his thumb. His eyes scanned your features and some of the cuts on them, his eyes darting to your lips before he stood up stiffly. “Let's go to my room.”

“What?”

“You. Me. My room.” He turned around a hand on the doorknob of his room. “Come here.”

You stay still looking at him.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” he laughs. “Now, come here, idiot.” He enters his room and looks at you like a kicked puppy.

You sigh getting up trying not to wince at the pain shooting through your legs. He dramatically sighed and placed a hand on his hip, watching you patiently. “I'm not waiting here all day,” he groaned.

Your head snapped up to meet his annoyed face with an equally mad one. You couldn't help but slowly relax your face and bite your lip trying not to smile at him.

Finally walking over to him he places a hand on your shoulder but quickly takes it off when you flinch from his touch. Silently cursing yourself you look at him with apologetic eyes and he slowly places a delicate hand back on your shoulder guiding you to his bed.

He sits you down on the edge of the bed as he kneels down face to face with your scratted legs. He opens the med kit and puts some rubbing alcohol on a cotton swab. Gently grabbing your ankle with the pads of his fingers treating you as if you were made of the finest china.

He places a cotton swab on a cut making sure to not hurt you but when you wince his grip on your ankle tightens.

“How could Q-” He grits, clenching his teeth.

“It’s not his fault it's mine.” You quickly cut him off not liking wanting him to fight with his friend any longer.

“But you still!” He groaned and dragged a hand down his face not wanting to get mad at you or his friend.

“Just please let it go Min Ho. It’s my fault.” You say regretfully and place your hand on his cheek almost like a lover more than a friend. It almost feels like he leans into your touch but you immediately finch it back and grab your hand.

His eyes almost look sad before he scoffs. “Don’t go treating me like a roach y/n.”

“R-right.” You curse yourself for stuttering in front of him. There's no reason to have your cheeks heat up at him. You’ve known him since the beginning of KISS. He’s helped you study, and pick beauty products, and skincare. You’ve laughed with him, cried, felt real emotions with him. He’s made your self-confidence skyrocket and almost made you a completely different person. A person you wanted to be. Min Ho was your best friend. Right?

He shook his head and went back to placing the rubbing alcohol swab back on your cuts. It was completely silent except for the rapid beats of your heart you prayed he couldn't hear.

He slowly leans up once he's done and you come face to face. Only now did you realize how close he was. The almost nonexistent pours along his noes. The smell of his perfect conditioner and cologne. The soft breath fanning across your cheeks would make you push away anyone if it wasn't him.

“Min-”

“Don’t,” he said barely audible. His eyes darted down to your lips but quickly shot up to your eyes. The both of you slowly leaned in your eyes fluttering close and your lips lightly puckering. Your senses were overloaded when you left the softest lips on you. Your hands remained on the sheets not wanting to grab him and you softly pushed back against him your lips relaxing into the warmth of his own. He released a low groan and pushed back regretfully wanting to cherish the moment longer.

“I thought you liked Madison,” you panted out from doing almost nothing.

“Why would I? She’s, not you.”

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[beaft]

First of all fuck everyone who tells you, you just need to open your eyes to the beauty around you. These are the kind of people who have no idea what you are going through and you should acknowledge and understand that. They may mean no harm but it's an ignorant thing to say. It's up to you if you think it's worthwhile to educate them.

The first time I was very depressed was when I was 16. I loved to be outdoors, loved nature, loved to bike, to run, ride my horse. And then I didn't. The most devastating thing was that once i managed to go outside, I didn't even feel the sun's warmth anymore. I was constantly feeling cold.

That's what depression does. You won't find joy in your daily rituals, hobbys or any mundane every day things anymore.

I don't know where you are on your journey but my internal reaction to every little failure or just unnecessary deadlines or expectations I put on myself was to just go and kill myself or I hate myself.

I saw a post on here ages ago that said, you should switch hate with love whenever you're having these kinda thoughts. So whenever you think, I hate myself, go and correct yourself and tell yourself I love myself. It took me such a long time to adapt to this but I can tell you it's worth it and it did wonders to my mental health.

I'm at a point that I repeated this so much that whenever I feel bad about myself for nothing/I'm just overreacting I instantly think that I love myself. It may seem like such a small thing but it really helped me to not fall any deeper into depression. The way you talk to and about yourself matters.

Are you on medication/in therapy or is there any way you could work towards these things?

Take care and remember:

This hole is not your grave.

the trouble is, some of the people saying this shit do know what i'm going through. if it was just kale-eating, motivational-video-watching yoga mums telling me this stuff, i wouldn't care. but often it's other people who have had similar mental health struggles informing me that i should go outside and look at birds more often, because that's what helped them, and it's like:

being told "you should do this thing because it cured me" is frankly a really backhanded remark, because chances are i've tried it and it didn't do anything, which just makes me feel like even more of a hopeless case. positive self-talk is something i am trying to get better at. i am also going to try meditation, although we'll have to see how my ADHD feels about that.

i was in therapy last year, but i quit because my therapist was a complete hack (i've had enough therapists to know when they're helping, and this person was - i say this charitably - beyond useless). i'm on meds that allow me to function but don't really help my mood. on the surface, i am certainly better than i used to be; i no longer self-harm, i eat normally, i can hold down a job. every time my brain shoots me a "you're unlovable" or "you should kill yourself" i hit it with a hammer like i'm playing whack-a-mole. but some days it feels like i'm just going through the motions of improving, play-acting a mentally healthy person. i might look like i'm doing all right, but the lion in my living room is here to stay.

thank you for your words.

[unpopularwriter25]

I saw you had demon Slayer ship requests open and thought I'd ask for one. I hope it's not to much information and don't feel to rushed about finishing it.

Pronouns: They/Them or He/him

Sexuality: Demisexual/ Demiromantic (I need there to be a  deep connection before things like attraction can happen, think slow burn friends to lovers. I do have a preference of masculine people but it’s not exclusive. There are some feminine people I have been attracted to.)

Age:  22

Zodiac Sign: Aquarius/Pisces (I was born during the changing of signs and have traits of both)

MBTI: Infp

Personality: I’m a bit socially awkward at first mainly because I need to feel out how people respond to me as a Trans person. After I get to know people I’m very talkative, I will go on and on about things I have an interest in and it’s amplified if the people I’m talking to also like the topic. I do have ADHD so my interests change a lot, and very quickly. It’s honestly difficult for people to shut me up sometimes. That being said, I do have times when I feel like I'm being too much and will shut down. I go through periods of time where I stop talking as much and don’t really do anything because I think I’m being annoying and it’s difficult to get out of those slumps.

Likes/Hobbies: Reading, Writing, Watching anime, Playing video games, Drawing, listening to music. Specifics would be Reading: Fanfiction and the Maze Runner Series, Animes: JJK, MHA, Haikyuu, Blue Exorcist, and Tokyo Revengers, Video Games: World of Warcraft and The Legend of Zelda franchise, Music: classic country, early 2000’s emo, early 2000’s disney, classic rock

Dislikes: bugs, anything sticky, I'm not a fan of outdoor activities like hiking or sports, people who tell me how to do something that is supposed to be fun

Appearance: I’m 5’11, and I’d say most people would say I’m curvy. I’m trans masculine and try to dress as much like a guy as possible, this means jeans and button ups, basketball shorts and hoodies. Basically if I can wear my binder I’m dressed very professionally and if I can’t I’m dressed like a teenage boy who doesn't care what he looks like. I also have super short dyed hair, think 2010’s gaming youtuber, right now it's a faded bluish green with some purple but it’s normally blue or gray.

Thank you for the request!! I hope you enjoy!!

I ship you with Tanjiro Kamado!!

Tanjiro is known for his deep empathy and ability to understand and connect with others on an emotional level. His caring nature and desire to understand those around him align well with your need for a deep connection before attraction can develop.

Tanjiro is incredibly patient and understanding, which is essential for someone who is demisexual/demiromantic. He would respect your need for a slow-burn relationship and be supportive as you build a deep, meaningful bond.

As someone who is socially awkward at first and needs to gauge people’s responses, Tanjiro’s non-judgmental and accepting personality would make you feel comfortable and safe. He would never pressure you and would always be there to support you during your slumps.

Tanjiro’s resilience and positive attitude could help lift you up during times when you feel like you’re being too much or are in a slump. His unwavering support and encouragement would help you navigate through those periods.

Your relationship with Tanjiro would likely start as a friendship. You’d bond over shared experiences and interests, with Tanjiro being genuinely interested in your passions and hobbies. His curiosity and willingness to listen would make you feel valued and heard.

Given your INFP personality and Tanjiro’s empathetic nature, you would have deep, meaningful conversations. These discussions would help build a strong emotional foundation, crucial for a demiromantic connection.

Tanjiro would always respect your gender identity and presentation. Whether you’re dressed professionally or in a more casual, relaxed manner, he would see and appreciate you for who you are. His unwavering acceptance would provide a comforting presence in your life.

While you may not be a fan of outdoor activities like hiking, Tanjiro would respect your boundaries and find ways to be adventurous in environments where you feel comfortable. Whether it’s exploring a new book series, discovering new interests together, or finding cozy indoor activities, he’d ensure that you both have fun in ways that make you feel at ease.

[tomatoluvr69]

yayyyyy @sonic-fizz tagged me to answer these 15 questions this is so old web core slayyyyyyyyyyyyyy love it thx <3

1. are you named after anyone

eh i was named after a grandparent in a slapdash way. like they just chopped off half the name and called it a day...

2. when was the last time you cried?

literally probably like 24-48 hours ago in the car thinking about how doomed i am (this is not true.). or maybe it was reading a sad article...i don't know. I tear up a lot but full on sobbing bawling was in mid-Dec and a more sustained sniffle crying was when i was hungover and miserable about my tortured loneliness and doom for the future on new year's day lol

3. do you have kids?

omg...no...the microplastics in my womb and doom in my genome and also i'm broke and single and american

4. what sports do you play/have played?

i swim but it's like in the way that other ppl take walks around the neighborhood a few times a week. sports were so fucking abysmal for me growing up that i feel i am unlikely to ever return

5. do you use sarcasm?

occasionally...i've grown out of it for the most part though. there are better ways to be funny in a lot of situations...i am silly goofy mostly, or use observational humor and wacky metaphors etc

6. what is the first thing you notice about people?

i'd love to be like 'a warm smile :-)' but if i'm being totally honest i'm scanning their clothing/hairstyle/grooming etc to scan for anyone likely to judge me based on my failure to conform to gender and modern consumerism...which isn't fair to others, i know......but sometimes you just see someone in like salon highlights barrel curls full makeup suburban drip and you're like hmmm eeeeeek scary! I think this is a vestigial defense mechanism from my relentless failure to dress right and be liked growing up. need 2 keep an eye out for the freaks and geeks and allies you know (but i'm so lucky to be in circles where everyone is dressing androgynously, having full on body hair everywhere, no makeup is the norm rather than the exception, funky used clothes and practical work/outdoors gear is the norm, etc. ok i'm getting off track...). i also notice people's height relative to my own bc i'm a bit insecure about towering over some people even though i'm not that tall.... :-( this stuff says way more about me than about anyone else... :-( i will say though that i'm pretty good about ignoring these first readings and giving people a chance once i get to know them. this is just the knee jerk first impression stuff

7. what’s your eye colour?

pale blue/grey. sorry :-/

8. scary movies or happy endings?

i like SAD ENDINGS of LOVERS' DEATHS and UNREQUITED PASSIONS and FAILED DREAMS and SCARRED MEMORIES....

9. any talents?

nothing like above and beyond. but there's a number of things i'm pretty sufficient at without trying too hard which is nice i guess. gardening, cooking from scratch w/o recipes, stringing together a sentence or a laugh...

10. where were you born?

my beautiful steel city...kisses 2 her majesty.......

11. what are your hobbies?

swimming gardening fermenting cooking writing reading going to indie films with friends of discerning tastes attending potlucks oh and LAYING FACE DOWN IN MY BED.....

12. do you have any pets?

i wish :-( renter problems......

13. how tall are you?

5’11" or so i have not been to the doctor in so many years LOL....

14. favourite subject in school?

hated school but hated the humanities the least...i loved my filmmaking class in college the most probably

15. dream job?

MOVIE DIRECTOR...FAMOUS AUTEUR NOVELIST...HOMEMAKER...

I tag @fieryphrazes, @iwrotemrtambourineman, @chriselliottfanblog, and @chekovsphaser from my notes recently...and literally anyone who wants to and is bored you can say i tagged you. in fact i would love to read it i think tag games are so fun and i love to read them ok yay byeeee

[smileyfacesim]

Aspiration Legacy Challenge - Gen 1.1

Challenge rules

In this legacy we're following the Reynolds' family, starting with Caitlin. She has the high maintenance, active and cheerful traits and her main generational goal is to complete the Inner Peace aspiration.

Caitlin had ecently moved to Mt. Komorebi to find some inner peace. The decision to move away from the big city wasn't easy: leaving her family and friends behind, but she had to. The stress of work and her unlucky love life just became too much so she booked a one way ticket, hopped on a plane and started her new life on an empty plot of land with zero simoleons and the excitement to start her new journey.

To start the day off, Caitlin visited the Keyomatsu Spa where mindfulness is key and clothing just an option. She started practicing some yoga and meditation. Once she felt confident enough around the all the clothingless people, she took off her own.

Her next stop was the sauna where she met the mysterious Alon Sadya. He was the first person she had met since she moved here so she friendily introduced herself and they got to know each other. Alon was a neat sim who loved the outdoors. Sadly, he had to go after their conversation in the sauna so Cait showered and headed somewhere else. Sure, she could go back home but that was just an empty plot of land.

Howeve, if she went to the park she might find some thing to sell. "Ugh, I need to find a job or something to afford a house...or at least some money for a bed." Caitlin sighed. Once at the park, it started raining. "Of course it's raining, just my luck." She said, looking around. Fortunately, the local bar was open so Caitlin ran over, hoping to get some food into her growling stomach and get some sleep.

"What can I get ya?" Kent, the bartender, asked. "Actually... I can't afford anything here but...do you, maybe, have some scraps? Anything will do...please, I had the worst afternoon and I'm starving..." Caitlin explained. Kent looked at her and nodded. "I can get you some chips and water...just don't tell anyone you got it for free... You can freshen up in the bathroom." He told her, pointing towards the stairs.

"O, thank you so much! just one more question, do you know a place I can stay the night?" "For tonight, you can sleep on the couch upstairs but I can't help you tomorrow. I suggest finding a few odd jobs or find a hobby to get some money together." Cait nodded, thanking Kent once more before freshning up upstairs. Before calling it a night, she talked to some people that were hanging out at the bar. Later she went back up the stairs and laid down on the couch.

With a painful back and confused by a weird dream, Caitlin woke up late in the morning. "Morning." Kent greeted her while washing some glasses. "So what's the plan for today?" "I have no idea." She answered with a yawn. "I think you need to clear your head. Luckily, Mt. Komorebi is known for its beautiful place to hike. Legends say hiking can bring you luck." "I could use some of that." Caitlin sighed.

And so, she walked a sceneric hike. She took some pictures, looked around and breathed the crisp outside air. "Come on luck, I'm ready..." She whispered. That moment, her phone rang. "Hello?" "Hello, ms. Reynolds. We forgot to give you the money we owed you. It's sent now." "What? Who is th-" The caller had hung up the phone before she could even finish her sentence and suddenly she had 2500 simoleons under her name. "Wow, Kent wasn't kidding about that luck...Time to get some furniture."

The "plot of land" now had a bed, a tiny kitchen/bathroom combo and some space for her own yoga mat. Exhaused, Caitlin went straight to bed. The next more she would go to the spa to get rid of the tension she was feeling.

She used what was left of the money to get a massage from Kyle Kyleson, relaxed in the sauna and went to meditate. "Hey, you!" Caitlin opened her eyes to see Kyle looking at her. "Heard you need some money, dude. I know a way." He said, looking around in silence. "Um...yes...It's not anything illegal right?" "What? No dude. Listen, all the rich people come here and they love spending their money on meditation and stuff. If you hosted some sessions, you could really earn some cash." He explained. Caitlin smiled. "That would be awesome! Thank you!" "Just host a session whenever you've got time. Good luck, dude! O and don't forget to buy a lottery ticket, the pay is huge!". Kyle yelled as he walked off.

So Caitli hosted her first session right away for a naked Mortimer Goth and Bjorn Bjergsen who was very smelly. It went a little wonky but she got 160 simoleons out of it. She used it to buy a lottery ticket. Who knows, she might get lucky.

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Generation goals:

Complete the aspiration

Have the 'high maintenance' trait

Max the wellness skill

Get rid of 3 fears

Max the fitness skill

[edenfalling]

Fifteen Questions for Fifteen Friends

Tagged by @thatgirlnevershutsup

are you named after anyone? Nope! My parents specifically went out of their way to avoid giving either child a family name (though in Nick's case that was only managed via creative spelling). They did wind up making some classical mythology references, but I think that was accidental rather than a deliberate theme. I am also not named after a celebrity despite what A LOT OF PEOPLE assumed when I was a child. (*)

when was the last time you cried? I dunno. I don't tend to cry dramatically, but a handful of tears at an emotional moment isn't surprising.

do you have kids? Nope.

what sports do you play/have played? I played soccer in high school (badly). I also took years of swimming and gymnastics lessons, though I never competed in either activity. I was bad at gymnastics, but I probably could have done pretty well on a swim team. (I talked my swim coaches into letting me be an assistant teacher for pre-schoolers instead of swimming competitively, which I think was much better for my mental health.)

do you use sarcasm? When it feels appropriate.

what is the first thing you notice about people? ...Probably their height, if we meet in person? Or vocal pitch/timbre. Typing style if we meet online.

what's your eye colour? Brown :)

scary movies or happy endings? This is a false dichotomy and I refuse to engage with it.

any talents? I used to be a good singer and a good enough oboist that I took private lessons for a couple years, but I am woefully out of practice. I think I write pretty well too, but I haven't been doing that much for a few years either.

where were you born? New Jersey. You wanna make something of it?

what are your hobbies? Reading, writing, miscellaneous art stuff (lately cross-stitch and paint-by-numbers projects). I keep a bunch of houseplants, and occasionally dabble in outdoor container gardening. Currently I'm into the NY Times crossword and their Spelling Bee game, as well as virtual mahjong solitaire, but which particular puzzles/games I am into varies with time.

do you have any pets? Tragically, no, but someday I will have a dog! ...Or perhaps a cat, if I can get some allergy shots and buy one from a less allergenic breed. Or maybe some fish, or a snake, or... look, I enjoy animals. I just don't currently have enough free time to adequately meet the physical and emotional needs of a dog, and other pets would require more prep work.

Houseplants require much less investment.

how tall are you? 5'3"

favourite subject in school? Y'know, I actually liked all of my classes? At least when the teachers weren't complete wastes of space, and even in those cases I generally still enjoyed the subject. I like learning things. The world is absolutely fascinating -- who doesn't want to know more about it?

I think if you'd asked me around age 16-22, I would have said chemistry, but it's harder to keep up with chemistry when you're not actively in the field so my most enduring interest is probably history. (If you'd asked me at age 6-15 I am pretty certain I would have said math. I still do love math, but again, harder to keep up with when you're not actively in the field.)

dream job? I'm pretty happy with my current job(s), but if they paid twice as much I sure wouldn't say no!

I tag: @wordsforrain, @longroadstonowhere, @ickaimp,@violsva, @asukaskerian, @curlicuecal, @branch-and-root, and anyone else who wants to participate. (*)This will be less confusing if you remember that Elizabeth is my middle name, not my legal first name.

[justsomeoneintoomanyfandoms]

Hello! I was wondering if I could get some match ups for Obey Me, Mystic Messenger, and Genshin Impact!

Pronouns: they/them and she/her

Sexuality: demisexual

Zodiac/MBTI: Taurus and INTP

Appearance: 5'1 on a good day, pale skin, average build with a pear bodyshape, dark brown eyes, big glasses, black and purple split dyed hair with blunt bangs that's shoulder length in the back with longer face framing bits in the front (idk if im describing it well so think Ramona Flowers's hair from Scott Pilgrim but longer ^^;), and I'm almost always wearing something black or a dark color with converse or docs.

Personality: I'm pretty shy around strangers but my friends have described me as kind hearted, easy going, sassy, funny, smart (in the intelligence sense, not really wisdom sense lol), dense, clumsy, and a little bit lazy.

Likes: video games (turn-based and story driven especially) all animals (but cats and aquatic animals are my favorites), sushi, energy drinks, horror movies, and rock music.

Dislikes: bitter things, sudden loud sounds, hot weather, bright lights, and most outdoor physical activities.

Hobbies: I enjoy baking, playing videogames, cosplaying, experimenting with make up, and binging random video essays and Wikipedia articles.

Any extra information: Since I'm pretty clumsy and basically blind without my glasses I have a lot of scars and almost always have a bruise or scrape somewhere on my body. I also always carry a bag on me with little extra things incase of emergencies (like a mini first aid kit, hand sanitizer, snacks, hair ties, etc).

Idk what else to put but I hope this is enough and I hope you have a great day/night! ＼(⌒▽⌒)

Hi Anon! Thank you for your request! I hope you like your matchup!

In Obey Me, I match you with...

Your shyness when you're around strangers is balanced out by Mammon's natural extroverted nature.

However, you're intelligence balances out Mammon's...interesting methods of thinking. He's certainly not dumb but he does need someone to reign in his more rambunctious ides.

Mammon will watch horror movies with you. He'll start out with bravado, and the movie will finished with him clinging to your arm. Please let him sleep in your room tonight. And don't turn the light off please!

He does love reading random Wikipedia pages with you. He's started reading them when he's waiting in a line or relaxing between photoshoots, and any articles he thinks you'd enjoy, he'll send your way.

He'd love it if you sent him random articles as well. He'll be sure to read them!

Mammon thinks your clumsiness is endearing but every time you hurt yourself enough to draw blood, his heart almost beats out of his chest. Please take more care of yourself!

He'll help you put Band-Aids on any of your scrapes and will make sure you have a snack afterwards.

If you're lucky, he might place a kiss on top of the Band-Aid. Just don't comment on his blush afterwards.

In Mystic Messenger, I match you with...

Another clumpy person. Yoosung definitely needs to carry an emergency bag with him. But until he remembers to do that, please let him borrow Band-Aids from you.

Yoosung also loves reading random Wikipedia articles. He's a collage student to Wikipedia is like his second home. If you mention an article to him, chances are he's read it.

Loves going for a walks with you and stopping to say hello to every aimale you come across. It doesn't matter if it's a cat, a dog, or a caterpillar.

Yoosung is a huge animal lover and he loves that you are as well. He'd love to get a pet with you but he's a little scared to ask. It's sort of like the step before a baby in his mind and he doesn't want you to feel like he's moving too fast.

Video game dates are a must. Whether you're playing an online multiplayer and you're both on the same team, or you're playing against each other, he loves every second of it.

Supper proud when you beat anyone, including him. He'll be bragging about his wonderful partner in every game lobby he enters.

Yoosung also loves your baking. I see him as a big fan of sweet treats like cinnamon rolls and chocolate cake but he doesn't have them a whole lot. Homemade is best and he's a broke college student. Please make him lots of treats!

In Genshin Impact, I match you with...

Xinyan brings so much energy to your life!

Expect her to gush about your baking. And your cosplay. And how smart you are. Basically, if there's something you're good at, Xinyan is bragging about it to anyone who'll listen.

Xinyan also thinks your clumsiness is cute but she'll always fret over you when you hurt yourself to the point of bruising or bleeding. She's getting your emergency pack out and placing Band-Aids where you need them.

I think Xinyan would also carry emergency supplies on her. Accidents can happen at concerts, and whether those Band-Aids are for her or for a crowd member, it doesn't matter. She's always ready to use them is someone needs them.

Xinyan is happy to go and see animals with you, as long as there are no frogs around. She's okay with fishes and other aquatic animals, but no frogs please.

[thorne1435]

One form of snobbery that fills me with such bitter rage is fat-shaming.

All of the people I've been closest with in my life have ranged from "a bit chubby" to "fat" and when you know a lot of heavyset people you start to notice something:

sometimes people are just fat, and they can't do anything about it. It's just how they're built. It's no more within their control than their race or height.

My brother falls into this category, and so did my childhood best friend--I'll call him Brandon, he'd get a kick out of that, I think. Brandon was really into sports and shit, he was an active kid, and I on the other hand was an inactive kid, and yet Brandon remained short and pudgy well into highschool (I stopped seeing him after that) and I remain tall and bony to this day with pretty much no lifestyle change. You could chalk this down to metabolic rate, maybe? I'm not sure. I'm not a doctor. But the point stands, that sometimes people just don't have the capacity to get thinner.

The other thing I noticed from having these friends, is that their parents just fucking hated them?? Particularly with the women, since most of my friends have been women, it seems like even my thinner friends got really hurt by comments from their parents along the lines of "God, you're fat. You need to lose weight. It's disgusting." And knowing that that was how Parents treated their Underage Children (we're thinking like 12 and 13 here) who happened to be a bit chubby... First of all, I can't imagine what it's like to live in the framework that those parents gave them. It must be hell. But second of all, I will never know what kind of shit they get from random strangers for just being alive if their parents were bold enough to not identify the real issue.

And, I want to be fair: it's possible for anyone to lose weight down to a certain point, and that is probably a good idea. There is a point where you can say that a person is being unhealthy. But the thing is, that point is going to change from person to person for various reasons. You won't know at first glance whether a person is unhealthy or just kinda fat by nature. It's impossible to tell unless you really know this person, like you're always talking, you know their hobbies, you know their job, that kinda thing. And I would agree that those are contributing factors to weight gain or weight loss, but again, I think it just falls within a certain bound for everyone.

It's pretty safe to say that if some fuckin'...park ranger goes on regular walks off-hours and they just love the outdoors, and they hate sitting still, they're probably as in shape as they're gonna get. If that equilibrium finds them at 400lbs, or 100lbs. It doesn't matter. That is their shape.

Knowing that, it irritates me to no end to hear body-shaming comments.

No seriously. Point them out to me. I will fucking disembowel them. I swear to god.

[shannesruins]

Do you think you can be completely happy even without money, or you think money is necessary to be totally happy in life? Why?

Okay... so this is gonna be a long answer.

I was able to explore a lot in my life because I was privileged enough to have all my salary to myself, I didn't have parents to provide for, or siblings to send to school. I started working at sixteen, that's why I value money so much, knowing how hard it is to earn. I was able to send myself to college and provide myself with a decent home. Sure those were years of sleepless nights, but it also taught me independence, and though it is liberating at times there are also days that solitude brings forth loneliness.

I tried to fill that loneliness with everything I can think of. I was young, with a lot of time, and earning much more than I can spend. I partied. Binge drinking, and doing vices for days with people whose names I can barely recall. I was spending thousands every night, but there was no one to turn to when I had my first alcohol overdose. I was nineteen, too young to be hooked on vices. But what can I do when it was the only thing that makes me forget how lonely I am? I got into a revolving door of romantic partners, just so I can feel like I belonged with someone. Relationships that were good, but mostly I regret.

I tried discovering new hobbies. I tried to go back to arts, invested in painting. Then literature, writing poems, and buying every book I find interesting. I went to the movies almost everyday, watching everything that's showing in the local theaters, subscribed to every streaming platform there is. I invested in athletic wear, ran 21k marathons, bought a bike and ride 200k, bought outdoor gears and camped on deserted sites, hiked 2k+ masl mountains.

Those moments gave me peace but whenever I go home, I'm reminded of how alone I really am.

Last year I thought I found the person who will fill that loneliness. I changed my lifestyle to fit their definition of a perfect relationship. And when it ended I realized how much I've given up. My business venture lost me 70% of my capital, forcing me to declare bankruptcy, I had no other source of income. Moving out from the apartment that my ex partner and I shared left me homeless. And sacrificing my friends for love left me alone.

That's when I went home. And each day ever since, I am learning to work on my happiness. I no longer need to spend thousands on booze, in fact I am working on overcoming my alcohol dependency. I didn't need to go to the movies ever so often, there's a flat screen TV with my entire family sitting on the couch on popcorn nights. I play with my 6 year old brother, cuddle with another who's 1 year old. My 23 year old brother cooks me the best meals, and my sister does my nails when she's not being a moody teenager. My dad and I barely talks but he has provided me with everything I needed to pick up myself again. He never knew why I went home, he never asked.

It took some time but I was able to get my life back on track. I was able to rebuild the finances I lost, (and not to brag but I got more than what I lost that I was actually able to be unemployed for 3 months now and still have money), found myself a new apartment, reconnected with friends. And though I can't say that I am genuinely happy with the way my life is right now, I can say that I am getting there. I have learned to be okay with being alone.

Some of my happiest moments were because I can afford it but some of my unhappiest were because I have more money than actual relationships. So I guess it's not really about the amount that you have or willing to spend, it's about how and with who you spend it with.

[hexpea]

Ch. 22 - Just a Confession

"So you're telling me, that you moved all the way back out here because of Suguru?" Mei Mei laughed as the two of you lounged on the shore on a pair of outdoor chaise as the sun began to set. 

It was the early evening of the day you arrived back home. While you weren't back in Haebaru specifically, you were glad to be home along the shores of Okinawa. You had instead opted for calling Naha home, still close to your mother but far enough away for independence - and beach access. 

"Essentially," you sighed, closing your eyes behind your sunglasses as the warm sun stung your skin. 

Mei Mei was sat next to you, arms folded behind her head, her own pair of sunglasses covered mostly by her large front braid. "And the whole Gojo thing didn't work out either, so..." you trailed off. She often found herself down here as a vacation spot, and, when it came to her work, some of her highest paying clients had vacation homes needing protection. 

"Hm..." she hummed to herself. "So if not Satoru...and Suguru was never an option..." she trailed off. "That one kid you graduated with isn't so bad. Nanami, right? Kento?"

"Oh, him," you blushed slightly, "he's too busy with work to even consider a relationship. I've hardly seen him since graduation. And I think he's got something going on with Haibara."

"Okay, so then he and Haibara are off the table then," she brought her arms down and crossed them in front of herself in thought. "I'm not available." She winked at you though you could barely see it. "And Hime is all the way north... Every other sorcerer I know is too old. What about Shoko?" Her teasing became a bit sadder when she realized the options were slim.

"You really don't need to help me find someone," you giggled, "the right person will come along with time. They don't have to be a sorcerer either."

"Whatever you say," she shrugged.

After your relaxing afternoon with Mei Mei, who so graciously helped you move after a hefty payment, you went back to your new apartment to spend the rest of your night.  You at least found some peace in not being interrupted while cooking. Gojo ended up being right, cooking was a great hobby. 

"Y/N!" Gojo's obnoxious voice suddenly appeared, causing you to nearly lose a finger while chopping some vegetables. 

"Do you know how to knock?" You hissed at him and put the knife down. "How did you even find me anyways?" 

"Mei Mei..." Gojo stood straight with a dumbfounded look on his face. "I can't believe you moved without telling us."

"It was for your own good. I didn't belong there," you muttered and leaned your hip against the counter, crossing your arms against your chest.

"Oh, come on," Gojo rolled his eyes from behind his blindfold. "It's not just me." You blushed against the accusation. "It was Suguru, too, wasn't it? Are you sure you won't just come back? We like having you around."

"No," you answered quickly, as much as it hurt. "I don't want to see him ever again. I don't want to hear his voice. I don't even want to have him in my head as a thought. It was supposed to be this way anyway. If it wasn't for our stupid plan to try and get me with you...none of this ever would've happened."

"What now?" Gojo was thrown off by your sudden confession. He quickly shook his head and changed the subject, your return more important than whatever ploy you and Geto had. "You're really not interested in coming home?"

"This is home," you pointed to the ground sternly, "Tokyo was never home. And no, I don't plan on returning. 

Gojo stood silently for a moment. "Got it," he muttered, "guess I'll go then." You nodded, trying to maintain a stern look despite being incredibly saddened by his unannounced appearance.

Meanwhile, back in Tokyo, Geto was blow drying his hair after a shower - lazily getting ready for a night out with Gojo. He knew what he was feeling and it wasn't his usual depression. There was a cause. It was a cause that could be fixed...or made worse if he actually grew a pair - or at least that's what he was telling himself. But he figured he was too late, especially as his new relationship was developing. His, and your, stubbornness caused a rupture in your relationship, whether you would accept him or not. His sour attitude and your lack of confidence to be straightforward with him was a mess neither of you knew how to navigate.

"Ready?" Gojo shouted over the noise of the hair dryer as he appeared unannounced. 

Geto turned off the dryer for a moment to give Gojo a dirty look as he stood still wrapped in a towel. "Do I look ready to you?"

"Nope!" Gojo grinned, eyeing him up from behind his blindfold. "I just like being a dick."

"You don't have to tell me twice," Geto mumbled, determining his hair was dry enough and went to his closet instead to grab his clothing.

"Listen," Gojo began, watching as Geto tossed a t-shirt, underwear, and a pair of pants on his bed. "I don't want you to have to worry tonight. Drink..." Gojo's voice wavered a bit as Geto dropped his towel and grabbed his boxer briefs to put on, "as much as...you want."

"I plan to," Geto mumbled as he slipped his ankles through his underwear. "I could care less about a hangover tomorrow. I've got no missions planned."

"Right," Gojo politely looked away, which would be strange considering they were two guys with the same parts - having seen one another nude a few times before. But things were different since Gojo's feelings had changed. "So...this girl you're with, is it serious? Like, are you serious about her? She's LTR material?"

"LTR?" Geto chuckled. "I guess so. I just needed someone to occupy my time, and she was willing. Whether it will last? Time will tell."

"So you don't particularly feel anything  for her right now?" Gojo continued. His pressing on the matter caused Geto to give him a funny look. 

"No, why?" Geto asked while he slipped his shirt over his head.

"No reason," Gojo answered quickly, watching as Geto meandered to his dresser to dab some cologne against his jugular. "Ready now?"

"Yeah, let's go," Geto sighed with a bit of irritation and grabbed his coat by the door before leaving with Gojo.

When the pair reached the club, it had just barely opened for the night but was already booming with plenty of people and bass-boosted music. Once inside, Gojo and Geto squeezed through the crowd in order to go straight for the bar. 

"On me tonight," Gojo happily slapped his credit card on the bar top to start a tab. The bartender rolled his eyes and took the card away and began tapping in their first order onto a computer.

"I'd hope so," Geto muttered, barely audible over the music. He leaned his body against the bar top, head in his hand. 

"I can't wait to get some alcohol in you," Gojo lightly shook Geto by his shoulder, "so you can stop being so mopey."

"I'm not mopey," he reassured his friend and shrugged off his arm. Gojo also had other plans in mind, knowing that his current relationship wasn't as serious as he had thought.

"Uh huh, and I'm not the strongest," Gojo rolled his eyes and slid the newly placed shot toward Geto's slumped over frame. Geto glared at him as he took the shot. "Just shut up and drink." Gojo encouraged, downing his own with a nasty face afterward.

With a still scowling face, Geto sucked down the shot without wavering. That first shot was one that lead to many. Gojo, after having stopped after the first shot and opting for something a bit more gentle and flavorful, watched as Geto steadily loosened up after each swallow. 

"So," Gojo started slowly as Geto sucked down what was likely his sixth, "I've been meaning to talk to you about something. Especially after finding out your...current relationship isn't as serious as I thought."

"Okay," Geto sloppily encouraged Gojo to go on, rolling his wrist ridiculously in an attempt to shoo away Gojo's nerves. 

"Alright, well," Gojo's hesitation was clear. Geto had never seen his best friend, the strongest, appear so nervous before. "I've been seeing you in a...different light lately."

"A different light?" Geto inquired with a drunken smile on his face. "Do tell."

"Ever since we started going on more missions together, albeit intense missions, I've come to think of you as my best friend..."

"I agree," Geto noted, his tone dragging out as if he were continuing to encourage Gojo to get out his thoughts. 

"At times, I think you know me better than I know myself," Gojo gave a weak laugh, his face turning bright pink as he took a sip from his stout glass. It was clear he was getting fed up with himself, frustrated at his pounding heart. "Suguru, I...think I'm in love with you."

[jestiamy]

#responding to gloomy; 23 24 #1 #2 #3 #4 for the oc ask game since. oc was not specified I'm going to choose who I answer for what based on how interesting I think the answer will be

23: venera is stupidly loyal. 'how is that a flaw' you ask me. I say she takes it to the point it somehow is, in fact, a genuine character flaw. if she likes you and you say, hey man if I ever start going crazy and killing people you're joining me right? as like a joke or whatever. she goes yeah sure! in that way she says literally everything that kind of makes it hard to tell if she's being serious. only for you to find out several years later she in fact does have a very detailed plan of what she would do in the event you both are going evil, and it mostly goes 'fuck stuff up, vary depending on the brand of evil.' -- I guess if I put her in the linear lmk timeline she'd be an antagonist because of how I'd play with that, actually. / she's pretty honest, actually. well, for the most part. in the somewhat evil antagonist linear lmk au that's probably mostly her 'canon' setting she's probably not very honest most of the time. she's also actually physically really strong, despite shapeshifters not getting 'all' of the power of their source, even a fraction of unknown amount of macaque is like, several times the power of the average demon. she does not look this strong whatsoever, this is really helpful in the event of an actual fight as literally no one expects her to be able to throw even a proper punch (mostly because she can't. she just kicks stuff and hopes that's enough. it usually is.) 24: Makya is actually the only oc I have that had a serious plotline around that, as his father passes away in the summer of 1955 (around there, anyways. sometimes he dies in the winter of 1946 because I give makya a brother but that's a crossover au and so we are pointedly not talking about it) mostly he just kind of walled himself off after. became a bit of a globe trotter. basically dissociated for ten years straight. it's a bit of a ride but he was freshly immortal so he was kind of coming to terms with that too, in normal circumstances he just tends to isolate himself more. 1*: oh yeah sure, like all of them - makya has skulls, light has all consuming darkness (and spiderwebs), v has general fluidity, ch'en has the ouroboros/the circle, hong has, oddly enough, crosses, gongdai has clocks, I could keep going but I occasionally repeat themes a few times over sometimes. *taking motif to mean like, a central part of them and their journey and a representative of that. some being more literal then others 2: none of my characters have voice claims. literally none. except, of course, light, who has a stupidly distorted sans undertale voice beeps that come out whenever they talk. think error sans in underverse. they are the literal only one. I generally struggle with voice claims and don't like having to do it so I typically don't 3: indoor: default for all my ocs. outdoor: karius, makya, hong, jianwei. neutral: light, venera 4: venera has a hobby of watching people. an unfortunate hold over from when she was looking for a base like, several hundred years ago. she didn't really try to kick it. light talks to the voices in their head (the hypothetical tumblr ask blog mentioned in the tags of this post). the voices in their head generally ask stupid things, like wow why are you in this weird creepy void light, why don't you have clothes light, why are we here light, etc. it's not very fun for light, mostly because they don't really have answers. the voices don't need to know that though. jianwei melodramatically stands in the rain and wonders how his life devolved into where it is now in his spare time. makya does not have spare time and he generally prefers it that way.

[v-anrouge]

Wah okay. Idk if this is all that you need but u can always ask me if you need something else!! (〃∇〃)

My (giving) love language would have to be physical touch/quality time. I like knowing that a person is there with/for me. For receiving, I would say gift giving/quality time. All around just being able to bask in someone’s company is enjoyable to me.

For hobbies I usually enjoy reading, but I also sometimes like going out to places. I'm not a huge fan of the outdoors though, because bugs are pieces of shit and I'm also allergic as shit to pollen (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥｀)

I enjoy when people are passionate about things and feel comfortable talking about them. I like when people can talk for hours about something. I just find it cute. Also like basic things about a person such as honesty and trust. I want to know that I can depend on someone. I also want them to feel like they can tell me about anything. That's really important to me. I also enjoy when people can sometimes let me talk and are interested about what I like as well. Even if its just as simple as them taking a google search and then asking questions, I find that really nice that they took the time to try and understand what I like.

making this one but ur still on thin ice...

starting wiiiittthhh...

DEUCE he absolutely adore all the affection you show him, he is quite shy to start it because he isn't used to be shown so much love due to his past people were too intimidated to try and start anything, he always blushes and gets very nervous whenever you hug him or hold his hand or kiss his cheek but even tho he's sweating he cant contain the smile forming in his red face, it's an adorable sight, slowly he'll grow more comfortable and then he'll start to get bolder and at some point he'll even take your hand whitout nervously asking for permission and kissing your cheek out of a sudden??!?!! 🙀🙀🙀🙀 How scandalous!!

deuce adores spending as much time with you as possible, you always make him laugh and smile to much, you make him feel accepted and understood and he can't express how grateful he is to have such a supportive person in his life, as i said he's not used to dating so before he takes you in dates he'll always call his mom panicking and asking for advice mama spade finds it hilarious and she can't wait to meet you, unfortunately our dear deucey learned the hard way that u have pollen allergy 💀💀 yeah it was a mess he was crying and begging for your forgiveness he was so ashamed he wanted to disappear but you reassured him it was okay and that there was no way of him knowing so you're not mad at him

deuce has a terribke memory span so as much as he wants to he just can't focus on sitting down and reading a book by your side BUT he finds it very relaxing when he lays his head in your lap and listens to YOU reading a book, the faces he makes are very funny it's like it's his first time reading a book (well it isn't but .....let's be honest he probably doesn't read much 💀)

deuce has a hyperfixation on magical wheels, he finds them extremely interesting and he loves to talk about them to you especially because he knows you'll always pay attention and listen to him, he promises that once he grows up he'll buy a magical wheel and he'll always take you out in it he was a bit confused when you seemed nervous about speed and safety

deuce constantly gets teased by the first years and by his dorm mates because he's constantly thinking about you and it shows with how many times he'll be out shopping seeing something that remind him of you sighing dreamily and buying it, it's clear that he is head over heels absolutely silly reduced to a puddle in love with you, please treat him nicely he's a very sweet boy and he just wants to protect and make you happy

MALLEUS oh malleus?? he absolutely ADORES any type of physical affection you give him, it's not something he's used to at all so in the start he'll be really flabbergasted and even tease you about being brave to touch THE malleus draconia but when u laugh and continue walking while holding his hands he's flabbergasted again (lilia is laughing sebek is crying silver is snoring)

malleus' favorite part of the day is spending time with you, you're so sweet and caring how could he not love you??? how could anyone not love you??? malleus' is so excited to see u again and that much is clear by how he's constantly searching the halls for you, in reality only lilia notices this and he absolutely loves it

malleus gives you so many gifts it can get overwhelming, if this does happen sit him down and talk to him about slowing down the gift giving, that you appreciate all of me multiple things he gives you but that he doesn't need to give you SO MANY he'll be a bit confused and a little sad but then our dear lilia steps out of the bushes he was definitely not using to spy on u both once malleus is alone and explains to him that humans can find super expensive gifts overwhelming what a nice father ha, after that malleus starts giving you less gifts, they're still just as expensive as before sometimes even more expensive but he's hiding the extremely expensive gems in the gifts, at first u gave him a excuse because well it was a necklace but seriously malleus??? a gem inside a pair of shoes you said u liked????? sighs

malleus loves reading and now that he knows you like doing it too he started loving it even more, he loves reading a book with you and then talking about the book with you he really treasures the time he spends by your side

malleus loves talking about gargoyles, imagine how absolutely delighted he is when you show genuine interest in the topic??? this man got hit by cupids arrow again he just fell in love with you even more, please hug his absolute sopping wet pathetic cat of a dragon

other possibilities: idia, cater, epel & jack

[fakeloveaskblog]

(Hi, me again. Honestly I was just grasping at straws for job ideas because I couldn’t think of anything that fit, so I just put down one of their hobbies that sounded like it might be a job.)

*pops into Rowan’s apartment*

*finds the skirts*

*teleports to Remy with the skirts*

Hi Remy, I’ve got some skirts from Rowan that she wanted you to do. She told me to tell you, to tell me, to tell her if you want paid.

Glow Eyes

The skirts landed perfectly into Remy's lap. They paused the card game they were losing at to look at them. Janus laid out his winning card before leaning across the table to see what they were looking at.

"Thanks girlie" Remy replied to you "Yeah I gotta fix some seams and fuck around with the waist band a bit. Shouldn't be like too hard"

"Steal her money" Janus suggested jokingly "No one will know"

"...Well I mean I guess I can like tell her to gimme a few millions" Remy waged their finger at him "Or unlike you greedy assbitch I'll just tell RemRem to text her about an hourly rate"

"Assbitch huh...Pure poetry"

Janus playfully tried to bite at his partner's finger before leaning back in his chair. He peered up at the sun and saw a few birds fly past the rehab center.

The doors to the outdoor area opened and a nurse pointed at Remy. Remus thanked the nurse before quickly running over to his friends. His arms were filled with papers and he had somehow managed to entangle at least a dozen pens into his hair. He threw the papers down onto the table which completely covered the cards.

"I got a time!" He exclaimed.

"Good morning to you too" Janus replied.

Remy bonked their head against his side to say hello "A time for like...a plastic surgeon...or...?"

"NO! The lady from the art exhibit told me when my show can be held! Beanie you'll be out in a month right!?"

"The doc says the worst of the like withdrawal is over so like unless I get worse I should be able to get out in like a week"

"If you keep going to the therapy" Janus reminded.

"If I keep going to the therapy yeah. Which I totally will!!"

Jan clapped his hands together and grinned at Remus "Congrats darling!

"Thanks! It'll be in like a month!! I can't!! Believe!! It!!"

He hugged Janus and his friend tightly held him. Remus awkwardly sat down on the same chair as them with his leg half on top of Janus' but neither of them minded.

"SO! Obviously I've been of what to name the show, what to put on the posters. All that. Most of all I've been thinking about the main piece!"

"Oh like the wedding dress at the end of a fashion show?" Remy asked.

"Yeah! I think! And I think I got an idea" Remus got a bit of a nervous look on his face and took a deep breathe before continuing "I want the show to be called 'I know where you live'"

"Spooky. I like it" Janus said. Remy nodded along to boost their boyfriend's confidence.

"And I want the main piece of the show to be a painting an-and I want it to be named 'I know where you live' as well and- and I need you two to help and the watchers 'cause- 'cause I want the painting to be of the outside of Os' apartment"

Remy and Janus were both too shocked to immediately respond "....Girlie if you think you can do that I'm like tots gonna help you" "I so enjoy engaging in criminal activities along with my loved ones. I love threatening people even more"

Remus let up into a shaky smile as he looked to the both of them before glancing out into the air "Any watcher there? I- It would be help if I could know Os' adress"

"And when he's working" Janus added.

"Of course! The perfect crime! So he won't be home. No chance of" A shudder went up Remus' spine, Janus noticed and took his hand "....running into him"

[duthea]

Cab you talk about the Unova protags please? Especially grey.

Sure! If I'm talking about Black and Grey, I might as well talk about White and Gray too. So, to preface this, in my AU Unova has two alternate universes, with the differences them mostly being the games' version differences, like one universe has White Forest and the other has Black City. Gates rarely open between the two universes, and scientists have been researching the phenomenon. They managed to create a function that should open the gate, but for unknown reasons fails to function. Fennel, who helped develop the X-Transceiver, decides to include a button on a few test models of the device that would open the gate, and hands it to a few trainers in hopes of one of them getting it to work.

Black and White are each others' alternate universe counterparts, and so are Grey and Gray. As some of the only people whose counterparts are different, they have the ability to open the gates with their X-Transceivers. They basically just use it to visit each other and check in on their journey, and seeing all the differences between their worlds.

That's the basics, now to talk about the actual characters! I've drawn their family trees before so here they are! Pics and character info behind the readmore since this got long!

So, Black and White's dad is Looker. (Emma's a character Looker meets in XY postgame, in case you haven't seen her. It's my AU and I decided he adopts her. In canon Looker disappears into another universe but by the time that happens his kid(s) are experts in dimensional travel and go get him back.)

Black and White are very different people. Black's a shy, awkward kid with social anxiety who can barely order in restaurants, but around his friends and online he's more confident and outspoken. His hobbies are gaming and music, and he's a mod at a chatroom Cheren started for their friend group. White, meanwhile, is confident and says whatever comes to mind, and prefers outdoor hobbies like hiking and biking. She's in her universe's version of Cheren's chatroom, but barely ever checks it, though she likes hearing Cheren and Bianca tell her what's been going on in there.

Finally, the character you actually wanted to hear about, Grey! Her and Gray's father is dead in both worlds, nobody talks about him, and everyone in the family is better off without him. That's all you need to know about him.

When they meet, Grey decides on "E" and "A" as their nicknames since their names are pronounced the same.

Grey's the type of person who seems to barrel through everything with the self-confidence of someone who always gets her way. She's constantly joking about everything, including her bisexuality, but usually avoids talking about anything serious about herself or her feelings, deflecting anything like that with more jokes. She does have the emotional maturity to notice if somebody's hurting and take things seriously to help them. However, she also has a bit of a short temper and may start fights to defend somebody, as well as think her way of helping someone is the only right way, so it may not always turn out well, but she tries her best.

Gray, on the other hand, is nervous and shaky, and has a hard time asserting himself even around his closest friends in fear of offending them. He's also got serious reoccurring short-term memory issues, and usually has to rely on his mom or his friend Hue for help. (Hue being Hugh's name in this AU because I wanted to make the color theme more obvious. His little sister's named Tint!) Also, unlike Grey, Gray has DID, and an alter named Nate who usualy comes out whenever Gray is in serious mental distress and needs somebody to just take over. Nate's more calm and collected than Gray, though still has the same memory issues, he's just more likely to make deadpan jokes about it. Nate usually makes his appearance obvious to others by putting on his visor and putting his hair up, looking more like his canon design.

I realized I didn't actually have any good pics of him outside paper drawings so I quickly whipped this up just now! DID is kind of a touchy subject since it gets misrepresented in media so much but I tried my best to research actual DID for my boys Gray and Nate... If I still get something horribly wrong with them at some point I hope someone will tell me.

I hope that was enough! If you've got any questions feel free to ask, it's getting a bit late here and I'm tired so I'm gonna end the post here lol