SHIYO :D welcome in! im Makarios (or any variation) and I write when the embarrassment of creating wears off! all works are x reader unless stated otherwise. my lowercase and lack of apostrophes is intentional.
angst (💤) and explicit content (♐) will be labeled , so please pay attention <3
normalize being dogshit amateur at your special interests and hyperfocuses. no more autistic savants. yes i am very into that topic no i am not good at it. we exist <3
"Would you like your AI assistant to summarize this document for you? It's soooo long, don't you want it shorter? Oh, no, don't worry about all the work that someone put in to writing it, no! Tone? Nuance? No, no, you don't need that! Let's just summarize it. Oh, grading student work? That looks awful long, why don't I summarize it for you? I know you asked your students to put in the effort, but you don't have to! You're a teacher, you're soooo busy, just look at and grade the summary! Who cares if they made grammatical errors? I'll fix that when I summarize it for you!"
SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!! SHUT THE FUCK UP. I HATE AI. I DON'T WANT YOU TO SHORTEN HUMAN WRITING FOR ME. I DIDN'T ASK YOU TO BE INSTALLED WITH FIREFOX OR ACROBAT OR CANVAS OR WHATEVER THE FUCK ELSE!!!!!!
hyperfixation please stay with me long enough to complete the project. hyperfixation do not fade. hyperfixation finish what you started for the love of god
what they dont tell you about strict dietary restrictions is how incredibly socially isolating it is.
your friends want to go grab something to eat? wait, gotta look up the menu and allergens of the place they want to go. oh, the restaurant doesn't have anything you can safely eat? either go and don't eat anything, don't go, or spend another twenty minutes trying to find another place that DOES have something you can eat.
and if they DO have options, you usually have to tell the server more than once about your restrictions, which is embarrassing because you usually have to talk about your personal medical bullshit to a total stranger, and usually takes a little while because then you might also have to ask for clarification on things like, are your french fries cooked in the same oil as chicken nuggets? yes, you have gluten free noodles, but do you use flour in your sauce?
and!! your options are usually more expensive!! you usually have to pay at least $2 more at a restaurant for gluten free bread, pizza crust, pasta, whatever it is! at least!
also like. potlucks? nope, can't do that unless you can trust every single person bringing something to be careful about cross contamination, and careful about reading all the ingredients on every single thing they use and knowing what is and what isn't okay for you to eat. and you dont know if they washed all their dishes and cookware thoroughly before they made the food! it doesn't matter if you use all gluten free ingredients if you use the same spoon to stir the regular noodles and the gluten free ones!
you can't share food with your friends either. no stealing fries off their plate, no taking the pickle from your pickle-disliker friend, no sharing a sip of a beverage. if they touch your food, then fuck you, you probably can't eat it now, it's been contaminated.
going over to someone's house and just bringing your own food feels shitty but you have to do it, because you might not be able to trust them to make food you can eat! and you don't want to be insulting, but you also don't want to risk getting sick!
and turning down offered snacks sucks. i made these cookies for everyone at work, except you i guess! here, you want a piece of candy? no, i dont have the original packaging for the ingredients list.
it just. sucks. people don't realize how incredibly isolating it is to have to follow a strict dietary restriction.
Warnings ↔ mentions abuse (work + additional notes), alcohol (work + additional notes), zoro kinda really sucks ass in this, OOC Luffy (? idk he's serious so to me that counts)
Notes ↔ i debated making this third or first pov but I said fuck it and did second bc it irritates my friend so badly AND bc it helps feedback putting yourself in a situation, excuse the shittiness of it im so out of touch w/ writing anything not genuinely disturbing LMFAO; additional notes/vent at the end I REALLY really need some advice 😭
IF YOU SEE THEY/THEIR WHERE YOU/YOUR IS SUPPOSED TO BE NO YOU DON'T 😁
story under "keep reading as to not clog/give you carpal tunnel <3
It was a cool night out in the Alabasta desert and Ace decided to make up games around the campfire to ease tensions about the war. Everyone was sitting around talking and enjoying themselves, occasionally breaking the peace was Ussop yelling at Luffy to "leave the fire to the fire man please" when he started to “cook his food over here so you all won't take it”.
You were enjoying the chaos, speaking with Nami when they felt a hand on their shoulder. "hey I need to talk to you" Zoro said, practically dragging you behind a pair of boulders some ways away from, the crew. "Why don't you treat me like a priority?" Before you could even look up at the man, he began rapid-firing questions like an interrogation. The two of you had been together for what seemed like forever and he felt you didn't value them. "Why don't you talk to me as much as you talk to Nami or Ace or Ussop? How come you don't ask personal questions about me?" he continued on and on, pouring his heart out. You grabbed Zoro’s hand, leading him to sit on smaller rocks.
"Zoro are you drunk? What's going on?" you asked, but you already knew. Zoro wasn’t a man of face to face confrontation if it didn’t involve violence unless he was at least buzzed. He knew you were concerned and somewhat appreciated it, but he was upset. He continued to stare, waiting for a response. You looked him in the eyes and squeezed his hands gently. "Zoro. My love, I am sincerely sorry I treat you the way I do to where you don't feel like a priority in my life. As you know I’m sick and am almost always asleep or on the verge of it, and barely have the energy to get out of bed, let alone come to find and spend time with you but that’s no excuse. You are truly the most important person in my life and I'm sorry I'm not making you feel as special to me as I know you are.” You sighed, leaning their elbows on their knees, and spoke as softly as possible to avoid further emotional strain. “I don't ask you questions because you tell me everything before I can even think of what to ask. I told you how I feel about you drinking so much. I know you have a lot going on in your head but I’d rather you just talk to me. I hate it when you drink so much Zoro."
He squinted, seemingly trying to make sense of your words. “Y/N I get you're tired all the time but that's no excuse. I always still find time for you when I'm busy and I can't figure out why you won't do the same. I’m not saying all of this to make you feel bad but it's been for months now. I feel like I'm a side piece to you. I don't feel like this relationship is working, sometimes it feels like its all one sided because we barely interact. The way you treat me makes me feel abused by you. Emotionally physically and mentally I am being abused by you and your actions I feel like you just don't care.” Zoro continued on and on, repeating everything in different ways. You, however, were stunned. The love of your life has lost his mind. You blinked once, twice, and stood up. “Zoro. Im going to bed. Please keep your distance from me I need to think some things over.” At the mention of space, he stood up and raised his voice just enough to draw the crew's attention. “You will stay here while we finish our conversation Y/N L/N.”
You turned around in shock at being shouted at, trying to calm yourself before making this any more painful. “Roronoa Zoro, it’s not much of a conversation when all you do is drone on and interrupt me when I answer whatever question you've asked for the nth time in a row. I hate when you don't listen yet demand I change my actions. It’s not my fault you choose to ignore me when I try to speak to you or go to bed not 10 minutes into our alone time everytime. I tell you every time when I don’t feel well enough to hold a regular conversation or when I’m exhausted beyond belief but you’re so dense you think I’m lying. You can’t figure out why I don’t communicate before you only think of yourself Zoro! You do not dictate what I do or when I speak with you. Leave me alone for now Zoro.” Everyone could have sworn the desert had never been quieter. Y/N was high on adrenaline, remembering why you loathe alcohol. In a heartbeat, Zoro was in their face, bent down at eye level. “You need to do better Y/N. I lov- well maybe not that word, that's too strong but I do like you a lot. I want to make this work with you. Get it together.” he gritted through his teeth. That was your last straw. Eerily calm, you backed up, muttered a very soft “okay” and walked back to the temporary base. Everyone looked extremely uncomfortable and sympathetic for them, as they had nosely listened to overheard everything. You picked up your sleeping bag and a spare piece of wood, walking up to Ace. “Hey I'm sorry to bother you but can you light this? Don't wanna ruin your lovely blaze here.” you weakly chuckled, gesturing to the fire.
He nodded, trying to make eye contact but failing as they looked away quickly. As they walked away from the group, Luffy approached them, slightly startling you. “Sorry didn't mean to scare you. Are you okay? Do you need anything?” he asked rather seriously, a rare but much-appreciated sight for them. You turned to your captain and the crew. “Please keep your swordsman away from me for a while. I may actually end up killing him if he’s anywhere around me.” Your tone set everyone on edge. Seeing everyone nod and affirm the favor, you slouched, finally relieved to be away from him. Between the flashbacks and the headrush of shouting, you finally felt safe. You felt your body grow weak and hit the sand. Luffy reached out to you but he was waved off. “I’m alright Luffy. Goodnight everyone, I'll be 56 paces this way when yall are ready to get going in the morning.” pointing over your shoulder, diagonal to where your “conversation” with Zoro took place for as much distance as possible. As you walked and set up for the night you couldn’t help but cry, remembering that any and every time alcohol was involved it was a disappointment. You wondered if you were the catalyst for everyone’s drinking habits as you finally got to sleep, absolutely dreading the morning.
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BASED ON A TRUE STORY (◎﹏◎) oh my god my partner (idek what to call him now I ain't spoke to him in bout a week n a half dog) called me drunk and called me all types of manipulative n abusive for not communicating enough (im chronically ill and the heat is NOT helping, he knows this) and called our relationship a situationship so that's always wonderful to hear. every line from zoro is either exactly or summed up what this mf said to me and oh my god I really just don't know what to do, I'm not sure if i wanna make it work or not
close friend said its manipulative as fuck n i need to get out bc every fight we've been in has been bc he forgot I said/told him something and he flipped it to me not communicating, I can see it but FUCK why is leaving so hard
HOLY SHIT IM ALIVE! and just barely motivated smh but I'm working on it! 🤩☝🏽 enjoy this bullshit I cranked out in 2 mins
some EXPLICIT squid on squid action under the cut
"damn baby I didn't know you had all this" Squilliam groaned out, pinning Squidward against the back of the Chum Bucket. "Who's this for huh?" he smirked, squeezing firmly around the bulge under Squidwards borrowed sweatshirt. "It's all for you" he said sheepishly. "You're going to have to speak up if you want it, Squiddy dear." Moaning at the pressure building in his abdomen, Squidward caved. "It's all for you daddy!" Squilliam smirked, "Good boy Squiddy, now make a mess on me." Squidwards attempts at staving off the intense build of his orgasm were futile. "Fuck Liam I'm im gonna--" Squilliam chuckled "Color me baby I know you can do it." With a final squeeze Squidward sprayed his blackish deep purple ink all over his and his lovers legs and the back of the building. "Now let's get you home and I'll clean you up."
Warning!: Mentions of trauma (nothing specified), depression, a happy couple, maybe some bad grammar and spelling
Notes! - hello! this is just me clearing ye ole think tank bc i went through some of THE worst Reiner brainrot ive had in a while and now ive moved onto someone else but thats for the adults Y.Y
also please excuse anything that makes no sense, ive proof read to the best of my 3 nearly 4am brain’s ability, ive been wanting to write for literal years but never had the confidence it so that might show through here PLESE bare with me im getting used to tumblr and i swear i have great ideas, also modern Reiner because i miss him :/
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Thinking about how hard yet rewarding it would be to date Reiner. Having to help him through and handle all his negative self-talk, guilt and the general trauma he’s endured throughout his life would be tiring, draining and even hopeless at times. But getting to the day he makes it through the night without nightmares, genuinely happy and content at where he is in the moment, with the love of his life sleeping beside him. Seeing him use the coping strategies he learned from you when he thinks you're not looking/won't find out, finding his journal *cue blushing and denial*, seeing him on a walk as you’re coming home from the store and *eventually* finding out he couldn't stand to be alone with himself, going into his phone to find dinner and seeing he has voice notes saved of his venting and rants he recorded when you weren’t there, the works. Just being there for each other in the best and worse of times no matter what, so when he sees his partner going through the similar feelings he’s felt all his life, he’s quick to jump in and comfort you better than anyone ever has. He’d tell you everything he wished he’d been told before the both of you met, a time where he forced himself through it all. And when the low cycles start to clear, you both realize how much you love each other, so selfless and bubbly it rivals the cheesiest of love songs. The epitome of ‘come as you are'
i hope you liked this! have a great morning/noon/night :D
