I have the braincell

Ace Amber / 18 years old / He/Him / Breathe in my general direction and I'll actually cry [riordanverse oc]

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Blog Revamp In Progress

[justmorerpmemes]

Sick and Scarred Starters

“So… how’d that one happen?”

“You have been out for at least eighteen hours.”

“Not sick huh? Not at all?”

“I’m gonna go out on a limb here and say you are sick.”

“That needs to be taken care of.”

“Stop being an ass and let me help you.”

“That’s one hell of a nasty mark.”

“Got a story for this one? Seems like it’s an interesting one.”

“You haven’t moved in a couple days, you feeling okay?”

“What did that to you? Who did that to you?”

“I’m not gonna make you take the medicine, but it’s there.”

“Here, seemed like you could use a pick me up.”

“You sound like some kind of creature.”

“Ooooh… so you can’t talk huh?”

“Awake? You? What a surprise.”

“For as ragged as that mark is… it looks good on you.”

“Get me a cold cloth, would you?”

“Alright fine. I’ll take the damn medicine…”

“It still feels a bit numb sometimes.”

“These are just all the times Death almost had me, but then got pissy about it when I won.”

“I feel like I’m dying.”

“You look like death. Get back to bed.”

“I’m taking care of that for you. Don’t make me change my mind.”

“Can I touch them…? Your scars I mean.”

“You didn’t deserve to be left in that condition.”

[taysanimaladventures]

I go to take Mac (Asian water monitor) out for a tour and since he’s sopping wet I want to towel him off. My boss gave me a towel with the Minions on it for this task.

So when I’m first taking him out he freezes. I’m thinking, “okay, is he stuck?” and help him down. Then I see he’s clamped onto the towel.

Eh??? Did someone wipe up rat juice with that towel? I thought it was clean. He won’t let go. I holler for my boss. “Oh sorry I forgot.” Forgot what?

“He hates the Minions. He always does that to this towel.”

So I’m explaining to the tour trying not to keel over laughing the reason we can’t take Mac out is because of his hatred for the Minions.

He eventually let go for a cockroach but that was a good 10 minutes of latching and whipping the towel. I feel you, man. I hate them too.

[programmerhumour]

For as long as you code

[riotvixen]

My 51 year old therapist mother LOVES Pokemon go

[musing-achievements]

↖️Achievement: Ember Eyes

🏆Your gaze heated me to the core, and sat my soul alight

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They nodded back, squeezing him slightly.

"I'm proud of you."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"For what?" Ace's voice definitely made it sound like he was about to cry over that.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Getting any kind of help is absolutrly terrifying and one of the hardest things to do. I'm proud that you did." Sam hummed. "You're incredibly strong."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He was crying. Silently crying. He hugged Sam tighter.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Rubbing his back gently, they hummed again, rocking him.

"You need to give yourself more credits for what you do, colombe."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace hiccuped, nodding.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Cupping his cheeks, they gently lifted his chin to have him look at their eyes.

"I'm not going to let you deal with it on your own either though, and you can ask me anything that could help, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"O-Okay." Ace sniffed, nodding. "M'sorry."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"It's good. You didn't do a thing that would deserve an apology, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace nodded again.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I suppose you're not going to want to try to nap again?" They asked gently.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "y-yeah..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Anything you'd like to do?" Sam tilted their head. "No training though, my face can't handle another punch today."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"...I'm still sorry about that." He mumbled softly.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They chuckled, pressing a kiss on his forehead.

"I got my revenge though."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace nodded slightly, "yeah I guess..."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They nodded back, squeezing him slightly.

"I'm proud of you."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"For what?" Ace's voice definitely made it sound like he was about to cry over that.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Getting any kind of help is absolutrly terrifying and one of the hardest things to do. I'm proud that you did." Sam hummed. "You're incredibly strong."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He was crying. Silently crying. He hugged Sam tighter.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Rubbing his back gently, they hummed again, rocking him.

"You need to give yourself more credits for what you do, colombe."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace hiccuped, nodding.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Cupping his cheeks, they gently lifted his chin to have him look at their eyes.

"I'm not going to let you deal with it on your own either though, and you can ask me anything that could help, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"O-Okay." Ace sniffed, nodding. "M'sorry."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"It's good. You didn't do a thing that would deserve an apology, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace nodded again.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I suppose you're not going to want to try to nap again?" They asked gently.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "y-yeah..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Anything you'd like to do?" Sam tilted their head. "No training though, my face can't handle another punch today."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"...I'm still sorry about that." He mumbled softly.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They nodded back, squeezing him slightly.

"I'm proud of you."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"For what?" Ace's voice definitely made it sound like he was about to cry over that.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Getting any kind of help is absolutrly terrifying and one of the hardest things to do. I'm proud that you did." Sam hummed. "You're incredibly strong."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He was crying. Silently crying. He hugged Sam tighter.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Rubbing his back gently, they hummed again, rocking him.

"You need to give yourself more credits for what you do, colombe."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace hiccuped, nodding.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Cupping his cheeks, they gently lifted his chin to have him look at their eyes.

"I'm not going to let you deal with it on your own either though, and you can ask me anything that could help, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"O-Okay." Ace sniffed, nodding. "M'sorry."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"It's good. You didn't do a thing that would deserve an apology, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace nodded again.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I suppose you're not going to want to try to nap again?" They asked gently.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "y-yeah..."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They nodded back, squeezing him slightly.

"I'm proud of you."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"For what?" Ace's voice definitely made it sound like he was about to cry over that.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Getting any kind of help is absolutrly terrifying and one of the hardest things to do. I'm proud that you did." Sam hummed. "You're incredibly strong."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He was crying. Silently crying. He hugged Sam tighter.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Rubbing his back gently, they hummed again, rocking him.

"You need to give yourself more credits for what you do, colombe."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace hiccuped, nodding.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Cupping his cheeks, they gently lifted his chin to have him look at their eyes.

"I'm not going to let you deal with it on your own either though, and you can ask me anything that could help, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"O-Okay." Ace sniffed, nodding. "M'sorry."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"It's good. You didn't do a thing that would deserve an apology, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace nodded again.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They nodded back, squeezing him slightly.

"I'm proud of you."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"For what?" Ace's voice definitely made it sound like he was about to cry over that.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Getting any kind of help is absolutrly terrifying and one of the hardest things to do. I'm proud that you did." Sam hummed. "You're incredibly strong."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He was crying. Silently crying. He hugged Sam tighter.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Rubbing his back gently, they hummed again, rocking him.

"You need to give yourself more credits for what you do, colombe."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace hiccuped, nodding.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Cupping his cheeks, they gently lifted his chin to have him look at their eyes.

"I'm not going to let you deal with it on your own either though, and you can ask me anything that could help, okay?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"O-Okay." Ace sniffed, nodding. "M'sorry."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They nodded back, squeezing him slightly.

"I'm proud of you."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"For what?" Ace's voice definitely made it sound like he was about to cry over that.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Getting any kind of help is absolutrly terrifying and one of the hardest things to do. I'm proud that you did." Sam hummed. "You're incredibly strong."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He was crying. Silently crying. He hugged Sam tighter.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Rubbing his back gently, they hummed again, rocking him.

"You need to give yourself more credits for what you do, colombe."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace hiccuped, nodding.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They nodded back, squeezing him slightly.

"I'm proud of you."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"For what?" Ace's voice definitely made it sound like he was about to cry over that.

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Getting any kind of help is absolutrly terrifying and one of the hardest things to do. I'm proud that you did." Sam hummed. "You're incredibly strong."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He was crying. Silently crying. He hugged Sam tighter.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

They nodded back, squeezing him slightly.

"I'm proud of you."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

"For what?" Ace's voice definitely made it sound like he was about to cry over that.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"Doesn't mean they're doing it the right way," Sam swayed lightly, resting their chin on top of his head. "If you do it I'll give you a kiss."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He nodded, "it's just... I can sleep I guess but it makes me anxious... a-and scared and all... and I'm already like seeing someone for that."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

"I'm not the psychology student here but I feel like a therapist would know how to help, and a doctor how to get you enough rest..." they decided to pull him in a light hug.

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

Ace sighed softly, leaning into the hug. He hugged back tightly after a moment. "Everyone in my family kinda deals with it..."

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

“Will you please tell me what they’re about?! How do you expect me to help if you don’t tell me?!" -Sam

“You!” Ace yelled, hiding his face in his hands. “They’re-” his voice got softer, barely above a whisper- “they’re about you. They’re about everyone. It’s- they’re bad. I don’t- I don’t know what else to say!”

[tmblrstopbeingabitchchallengr]

Sam stood there quietly, giving him a look before walking closer and putting a gentle hand on his shoulder.

"Ace..." They hummed softly. "Did you see anyone for this?"

[ithinkimtheresponsibleone]

He shook his head, "what am I supposed to say? Y-yeah, I have nightmares about my friends dying horribly. Oops."