like okay you dont understand how happy i am about this, like you dont know how many times ive jumped because of sudden noises or have wanted to block stressful noise out like people talking or thunder
my anxiety has always been really bad so im so happy i might (she said she wants to, so her might not necessarily get me them, but i’ll keep my hopes up!) have another way to get my anxiety down
and plus i love music so much, like it’s in my top five things that make me happy. like just thinking about songs that i love makes me smile
AHHHH I CANT BELIEVE MY BIRTHDAY IS ONE WEEK FROM NOW!!!! like even if i dont have high expectations (like last year when we had no plans for anything to do that day) i still wake up feeling a type of happiness i only get on my birthday. like the sudden realization of “what day is it..? ...oh, it’s November 5th!” is like the best feeling... ever
sorry ill stop rambling huhrowier
my mom told me that she wants to get me noise cancelling headphones for my birthday!!!! AHHHHH IM SO EXCITED
my only concern though is that i dont want my mom spending a lot of money on me bc i know they can be pretty expensive.. i looked online and there are some that are like 60 dollars which is pretty good, but y’know, i would feel guilty if it was any more than that
finished my math quiz like 20 minutes ago, and im so happy bc ive been stressing about it for like a week and a half lol
tomorrow should hopefully be a more chill day, and then HALLOWEENNNN, YAY (and also my first virtual meeting with my new psychiatrist.. slightly less enthusiastic ‘yay’)
so i think (hopefully I will, I might chicken out lol) im going to sing and play a song the piano for the step-moms birthday on monday and in a bit im going to show my dad to see what he thinks and im SCARED AHHHH
this fic is so good!!! i’d ramble on about how amazing it is, but im really tired rn so instead ill just scream and maybe it’ll bring the point across
*takes a deep breath* THIS FIC IS SO AMAZING PLEASE READ IT ANYONE WHO SEES THIS YOU WONT REGRET IT!! YOUR WRITING IS SO AMAZING AVERY AHHHHHHHHHH
:))))
Hey, remember how self-indulgent my last fic was? It has now been surpassed. Superheroes! Flirty superheroes! Enemies-to-lovers! Parentheses in the title! Anyway, might be the…angstiest thing I’ve written yet for this month, and also the longest, because I just love superheroes, okay? Oh, and I got some dialogue and general encouragement from @becca-becky! You’re the best, Becs! <3
(Tagging @tsshipmonth2020! Title from Bloodsport by Raleigh Ritchie. Ao3.)
Prompt: Everyone is born with a super power, but when soulmates touch, their powers are nullified by each other.
Pairing: Romantic Roloceit.
Words: 10,884
Warnings: brief panic attack, violence, knives, blood, mentions of head trauma, discussions of death and murder, all three of them (Ro, Lo, and Jan) are kinda morally grey, food mention, falling, injury, anxiety, insecurity, scars, explosions
It was a lovely, peaceful day. The clouds clustered over the city streets and the cars trundled back and forth. The windows were wide open to catch the breeze, which smelled like smog and old pizza, but it was better than the usual static air that clung to the roads and the buildings. Most people in the city were at work, or strolling along the sidewalks, or setting up stands in the sprawling farmer’s market to the west. A ‘perfect’ day was probably unachievable, but Logan guessed this was pretty close.
That was why he was ninety-percent certain there would be an explosion.
The best viewpoint for witnessing such an event was high up. So he’d commandeered his usual rooftop, which belonged to what might have been a tax firm at some point. He wasn’t sure if it was technically legal to sit on this roof. But there was no way anyone could reach Logan without him seeing, and by this point, he was an expert at avoiding confrontation.
Besides, superheroes could do what they liked.
Logan hadn’t brought his phone. Phones tended to get destroyed in fights. Also, he didn’t want to be tracked–a remote possibility, but he had fought some technology-based villains in the past, and one could never be too cautious.
Still, as the afternoon droned on, he found himself wishing for it. Perhaps he could work on his taxes or read a book. This was ridiculously tedious. Why hadn’t anything happened yet?
It was on days like these that Logan wished for a sidekick, a partner, even an assistant on the ground. Doing his own surveillance was spotty at best and boring at worst. He was relatively sure he’d be able to see any activity from here, but if the Prince tried something new–
No, he was ridiculously predictable. Logan would almost think he wanted to be caught.
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Virgil: God, Janus, you’re such a dick! You’re like if Roman and Logan had a shitty child!
Roman: I--
Logan: I understand by our voices, and possibly personality, but appearances?
Virgil: Okay, I didn’t think that far ahead when I said it, but still! FUCK YOU, JANUS!
GUYS I MADE AN AESTHETICALLY PLEASING TUMBLR AND SIDE BLOG IM SO COOL
Remus, clothes shopping: These pants make me feel like Harry Styles, but not in a fun & sexy way.
Patton: What?
Logan: They're too bunchy around the hip/thigh area, got it.
Remus: Yeah, I don't have the hips for these.
(Several days later)
Remus, shooting up in the middle of the night: THEY WERE SUPPOSED TO BE HIGH-RISE!
Can you imagine Remus trying for hours to create a perfectly normal animal for Patton for his birthday but he's running out of time so like
Remus: *pops up, holding creature*
Roman: *immediately draws sword* Are you trying to KI—
Remus: No! No, no, it's not a cat.
Creature: *looks exactly like a cat*
Remus: Well, not really. See, I made it look like a cat, cuz Patton loves cats, but he's allergic. So it's not really a cat.
Roman: *half-lowers sword* How do we know you're telling the truth?
Remus: Um... If I was trying to be evil, I'd do it much more bluntly?
Roman: *sheaths sword* That's true.
Patton, looking at the creature: Aw, kiddo, it's so cute! Does it have a name?
Remus: Um, no, I thought I'd let you name it. If— if you want it.
Patton: Of course I do! Aw, that's so sweet of you.
Remus: *hands creature to Patton* Just be kinda careful, I'm still new to making normal creatures, so it might be a bit—
Creature: *starts to yawn, as it's mouth gets widest it breaths a spiral of fire, closes its mouth and does a little mlem at the end*
Remus: ...odd.
Everyone: *carefully watching Patton's reaction*
Patton: Kiddo...
Patton: ...I LOVE IT! Oh my goodness!
Patton, scratching the creature's stomach, in a baby-voice: Who's the cutest little not-kitty? You are! Who's my cute little fire-breathing-cat-lookalike? You are!
Remus, softly: *eyes tearing up* He likes it.
Roman: *solemnly sets hand on his shoulder* You did good. You're making us proud as a club member.
Remus: *sniffle* I like this club.