Your Grounded F/O Soothes You During a Panic Attack
(236 words, drabble)
The world is spinningâ sharp words dig into your ears, bright lights prickle behind your eyes, and your breathing staggers shallowly.
No, please, not again.
You hunch into a ball, rocking in an attempt to self soothe. If you could keep this at bay for one moment more, you wouldnât explode. Everything would beâ
âHey,â a soft voice scatters the fog hazing over your mind.
Youâre frozen stiff, staring at the ground.
â⊠do you need a hug?â
Hot tears sting the corners of your eyes. You shakily lean into their open arms.
Quietly, your f/o begins to hold you, smoothing a hand over your back as you shake.
âYouâre doing great,â they remind you gently, slowing their breathing pattern so you can fall into synchrony. âIâm so proud of you.â
You clutch at their back, sniffling harder, which earns you a soft, âShh shh shhhâŠâ against the shell of your ear. Eventually, your own breathing evens out. Air feels sweet, rather than strangulating.
Wordlessly, your f/o leads you to a dark, quiet room, and hands you your favorite stuffed animal. They kiss you gingerly on the head, and soothing music floats through the canopy of your bedroom.
Reassuringly, they rub and pat at your back, and you sigh against them, relishing in the quiet.
âI love you,â you utter softly as soon as you find your voice.
Your F/O Helps You Unwind After a Long Day at Work
(214 words, drabble)
âEveryone was angry, and I got dirt and grime all over me!â you explain with an irritated huff. âAnd absolutely NO one appreciated anything I did. I feel dirty and gross and I donât have any energy to make myself food tonightâŠâ You slump over, sighing in defeat.
Your ramble is interrupted by a soft crinkling sound. Before you can register whatâs happening, your f/o takes out a small sandwich, wrapped to-go from your favorite local diner.
âI figured as much, my sweet.â
âB-butâ you didnât have toââ
They silence you by nudging the sandwich against your lips. You chew slowly, eyes welling with gratitude.
âFfank yew,â you murmur between bites, which earns a soft, beguiled laugh from your beloved.
âThere you are. Just hungry, hm? Hungry and tired?â
You laugh and sniffle, nuzzling into their chest.
âMmhm. Donât ever leave,â you half-tease, but grip their hand tenuously.
âI wonât,â they whisper into your hair, peppering you with kisses that fall like rain.
You relish in the sprinkling of affection, taking your first, much needed deep breath since before your shift began.
âMy love.â
âHmmmm?â
Your f/o kisses your head resolutely.
âYou deserve to be taken care of, the way you care so deeply for everyone else. Donât you ever forget that.â
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Your F/o doesn't see you as a burden. They understand you have support needs and are always there to assist with them. Be it them pushing your wheelchair, helping you take your meds, or assisting you with your daily grooming. Your needs matter to f/o.
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The idea was she's napping on a repurposed fallen birch log turned bench. But it also looks like she's laying on half a giant zebra. Which would also fit Lae'zel.
You guys have no idea how many times I tried to redraw that first panel's face angle. <(o-o)>
Bonus comic - Less pockets
An atrocity has been committed!!!
Not sure why I made him look a bit like a Wallace and Gromit character in the pinecone panel but ah well.
But I also keep drawing his ears too big. <:/
That happened to an aunt of mine actually. ---The frog part. Not the pockets part.
And it was one of their cats that brought the frog in and dropped it on her face while she had a nap. Funny, I'd not thought of that at all during drawing this! xD
Robin Hood. The fox. Obvs. And the Beast from BatB.
(Not sure that explains *all* my fictional crushes, but I will say that I have a thing for scruffy men. Hank McCoy/Beast, Norrington in the second PotC movie... In high school I laughed at all the girls simping over Legolas while I was obsessed with Aragorn.)
The first girl I remember being attracted to was Satine from Moulin Rouge. Nicole Kidman caused my pan awakening. Absolutely gorgeous.
okay not to ocpost again but the worst thing about having an oc is sometimes they become The Character to you. and you need to talk to someone about it like wow I canât stop thinking about The Character⊠but in order to do so you have to like sit them down and explain everything about your oc first. and then itâs just you explaining your writing ideas. i need to talk about them the same way i would talk about any random character i love to someone.
I realized recently I haven't properly drawn all of my mane six redesigns in literal YEARS soo time to change that! not much is different, just altered some colors and tried to make them less cluttered but they're kinda iconic the way they are,,can u tell fluttershy is my favorite one to draw...
in my little pony universe youd go to a job interview and theyd be like so how does your cutiemark reflect your dedication to this position. And every time youd have to spew some bullshit about how your cutiemark of two tennis rackets actually means youre a team player and good at multitasking and view the market like a playing field. or whatever. and you wouldnt even get the job
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