Dyslexic AuDHD Trash

Stiles ~ 35 ~ FASD & AuDHD ~ Disabled Spoonie ~ Writer ~ Fluctuating Pronouns (He/They) ~ Multi-Fandom Trash

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Hey i just read your wendigo!hannibal/in-heat-will fic, great stuff! 👍

Aw, thank you. I'm especially proud of how that one turned out. Glad you enjoyed it.

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For anyone interested I made a Trick bingo card for the final episodes of Fear The Walking Dead.

I ain't watched in years so I went for crack with a lot of these choices.

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Just watched Iron Tiger and I wanna scrrrreeeeaaaammmm

My current bingo cards markings are below.

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For anyone interested I made a Trick bingo card for the final episodes of Fear The Walking Dead.

I ain't watched in years so I went for crack with a lot of these choices.

[otterspite]

I don't care what anyone says. There's something fundamentally wrong with Jell-o.

I mean, look at it...

I don't trust it. It's just so unnatural, the way it jiggles.

You know what else jiggles like that?

GELATINOUS CUBES!

Wake up, people! Turn your blind eye towards the foul fiend Jell-O and see how it lies in wait. It will attack when we least expect it.

You have been warned.

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Clearly jello is just baby gelatinous cubes trying to dissolve you from the inside out.

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I AM PANICKING THIS IS NOT A DRILL PEOPLE

[urfriendlywriter]

25 small but comforting gestures for your otp:

( feel free to use <3 )

squeezing their hand reassuringly

hugs from behind :(

taking a photo of your lover when they're beaming ♡

forehead kisses while hugging !!

rubbing their thumb over your knuckle

exchanging smiles from across the room

"my love" <33333 AHHHHH

them peppering kisses all over your face.

winking at them, or sending them flying kisses and seeing them fluster :))

sending them memes throughout the day-"this reminded me of you"

pulling their legs onto theirs whenever you sit close to them > <

draping a blanket over ur sleepy lover :(

"come here, and give me a kiss" :)

"i think i might be in love with you."

smiling into kisses ( or booping noses after a kiss )

sinking into your arms whenever they gad a long day

kissing your shoulder while they spoon you in cuddles <3

when they laugh at your messy hair in the morning >>

when they leave notes for you around the house

painting their nails while they fake-protest

tugging a flower onto the side of their head and oh god, are they pretty

complimenting the features they love the most about you :/

watching rain together while cuddling!

roasting each other for their embarrassing moments late at night!!

when your loves likes to drape their arms around yours while walking together :]

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I’m in the mood for some fluffy prompts. Send me one of the ships from my req list or one you know I’ve written for in the past and a prompt number, I’ll write a drabble for them when I get a moment free to do so.

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So I'm trying to re-learn how to use tumblr, it's been a long few years and my memory is shot. I will get back to posting on here alongside Ao3. I just have to finish some works to post. I think I'll start with finding a prompt list and sharing that to get some drabble requests.

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Made up a new list of request info.

Drabble requests are open for $3 on ko-fi.

If you're unfamiliar with my writing, have a look at my AO3.

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I'm starting to work on my come-back. Idk how many people out there still use tumblr but I'm going to try and be on here regularly along with other places. I'm reviving my old ko-fi page rn and I changed my AO3 main account back to being MeteoraWrites. I'm keeping this page as Stiles Writes for now. I don't really think I'll change it back to Meteora but we shall see how things go.

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I'm back (sort of)

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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Credit to PunkyTricky for the cards

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Work is crazy today. I’ve been here 2 hours and haven’t had a chance to write a single drabble yet. They may have to wait until I go home in 5ish hours.

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Carousel

@reisar asked for a darker, more angsty AU fic where Troy and Nick meet in a mental institution and become friends. I freaking love this idea and am more than happy to write it, especially after they made me such epic art for my series The Trick To Being Happy.

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Paring: Troy Otto x Nick Clark friendship (implied pre-slash)

Warnings: Mental Health Disorders, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Selective Mutism, Angst, Nick is Manic Depressive, Troy has BPD

Authors Notes: So I got a little inspiration from the song Carousel by Linkin Park, more specifically the second verse. I feel like the first half othe song would be about Gloria, and the second half is Nick.

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Keep reading

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Kicking off Trick Week 2023 on tumblr with this story. It’s one of the older requests I did for Trick and it has a special place in my heart.

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Trick Week 2023

Would any of my follow Trick shippers be interested in having a week just to celebrate Trick? I’m thinking Sunday June 4th would kick off Trick Week since it’s the anniversary of season 3 airing. We can share old Trick content and if we feel inspired make new stuff while we’re at it. 

I miss our boys and I know I’m not alone. So let’s do something to bring them back, even if it’s just for a week.

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Hiatus

I know I haven’t been updating. Truth is I’ve been too sick and tired to do much of anything. Not sick with anything like covid or the flu, just chronic illness kicking my ass to the point of uselessness. My doctor finally agreed to do actual testing for conditions I likely have, but I’m so broke I can’t get any of it done any time soon. It costs me $22-$24 in taxis for a single visit and I can’t swing that any time soon. Let alone for multiple appointments in a month. Not when I’m making all of $170 a week after taxes.

I think I’ve hit my breaking point. I’m struggling to even shower and feed myself regularly. I can barely take care of my basic needs and some days I wake up so exhausted and miserable I end up just lying in bed hating myself for not being able to even clean my room. I haven’t even tried to write anything for two weeks now because at this point I know that I can’t do it. I can’t get in the headspace to write. I can’t get in the headspace to do anything really.

I barely get my tasks done at work anymore beyond the bare minimum and I know work is judging me for it but I leave every night in physical pain even if I’ve barely done anything and that isn’t good. Sitting in a chair doing mostly nothing all day and then doing 45 minutes of cleaning shouldn’t break me the way it does. But it does and I can’t seem to do anything about it without spending a ton of money I don’t have.

I know I still owe several people commissions. I am so incredibly sorry for that. I want to write them. I have outlines and started docs for several. But nothing comes out of my head when I try. I got one started and got all of 500 words down before my brain sputtered to a halt. I re-wrote it 4 times and the idea always died out at around that point. I don’t know what to do at this point other than stop trying and give my brain a long rest. I’m too sick and too stressed to accomplish anything like this and forcing myself to try is only making things worse.

Hopefully, when I move in a few months it’ll get better. I’ll be living closer to work. I’ll have fewer financial and other responsibilities to worry about. Maybe I’ll be able to recover from some of this burnout and emotional trauma and get back to my old self. Who knows. All I know for now is that I need rest and time and quiet. I need to stop forcing myself to try when I’m just running into a brick wall over and over and making myself worse.

So to those of you waiting for stories I am sorry. I’ve never forgotten what I owe you and I promise one day I will get them done. I just can’t for now and I am deeply ashamed and sorry that I’m making you wait for what I owe you. Please forgive me while I take time to rest and recover.

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Big News

So after some coaxing from a friend I finally asked my adoptive dad if I can move back in with him after my lease runs out at the end of May. He said yes and we’ll work out details later.

I am feeling a mix of emotiomns right now. Relief that I’ll be getting out of here and some more negative shit directed at myself because I feel like a failure for having to go crawling back to dad for help in my 30s. 

I told my family already and the landlord that I’ll be leaving when the lease runs out. I haven’t talked to Betsy yet though. Summer said I shouldn’t tell her shit because she’s wanted me out for months. I’m not going to do that though. I want to give her some kind of heads up that I won’t be around to pay a thrid of the rent and the internet anymore after May.

Honestly though depending on how the next few months go I might leave early and say fuck them. I love Betsy and Ed very much, but I hate Alex more than I thought I was capable of hating someone. His just being in the same room makes me angry beyond words.

All that aside I plan to spend the next few months thinning out my belongings and getting rid of junk I don’t need. I’m going to keep most of my stuff in a storage unit until I’ve saved up to move out on my own again. I won’t need my bed at my adoptive dad’s house as the spare room already has one and a dresser. So I’ll just need basic things like my computers and clothes.

I’m hoping this relief leads to me being able to get more writing done in the future as well. I’ve been so stressed out of my mind I can’t focus. Hopefully this makes things better.

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2022 comes to an end

So I haven’t been anywhere near as productive as I wanted this year. Between catching covid twice and the amount of physical and emotional stress I’ve dealt with I think I fucked up my brain pretty good. I’ve been writing but it hasn’t been good and it hasn’t been a lot. Hopefully, that will change soon.

I feel bad ending the year with so many WIPs and so few finished products. I don’t want any of you to think I’ve forgotten the stories I owe you or that I’m ignoring them or you. I’m not. I just haven’t been able to write like I used to and for that, I am truly sorry. I want to do better and hopefully thanks to your kindness and patience I will. 

2022 was not a good year for me. I lost friends, family, and had my health deteriorate in ways I didn’t expect. The only things that kept me going are people that are no longer in my life and the kindness of strangers who saw me struggling and threw me a lifeline when nobody in my personal life would. 

I’m struggling but I’m still here. I’m still writing. Still hanging on. As long as you guys keep having my back I’ll do my best to stick around and write and be there for you in return. I just need a little time to find my footing once again. Hopefully, that happens in 2023. Hopefully.