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[cpunkwitch]

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today on "is it pmdd or is this genuinely making me feel that way"

i am shaking like a chihuahua every now and then for this fucking writing thing i'm doing because it's been rotating in my head like microwave...we finally got to the Scene that made me rotate my head like microwave...and i'm just a fucking mess. this is terrible. oh my god.

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Rude Awakenings

(Part I: Stretch Them Legs)

The first thing Cassidy was aware of the following morning was the light and the pressure. She winced as her eyes opened a crack, blasting her with brightness that left her head ringing with pain. As her eyes adjusted, she saw that a thin sliver of light was breaking through a crack in the curtained back window of her wagon, reflecting off the steel hand draped over the edge of a nearby shelf. She reached up and fumbled for the curtain and a pang of pain hit her again, her head still swimming with a residual buzz as she tried to focus long enough to snick the curtain shut. Must have been a good night, she thought dryly, then gave a start as she heard a quiet groan and felt movement on the bed beside her.

Cassidy tensed, and then relaxed as she made out the shape of Tris curled up beside her. The details of the past few days came back to her then; the trip out to Black Brush, a visit to the Coffer to celebrate the woman getting out on her new feet, the drinking game with a bottle of prickly pear liquor. She glanced up and saw the bottle resting next to her prosthetic, uncorked and on its side, two swallows of the pink liquor still miraculously unspilled. Then she glanced back down at Tris, remembering their game, and the way the woman's face had fallen when she realized Cassidy wasn't gay.

And she wasn't. Right?

Brows knit, Cassidy allowed herself a moment to watch the woman sleeping, admiring the spill of her loose brown hair over her face, the softness of her features relaxed in sleep, the curl of her hand against her chest. She was pretty; beautiful, even. But everyone could appreciate a beautiful woman. That twinge of heat in her chest was just embarrassment over the way she'd stumbled over her reply when Tris revealed she was gay. The warmth of the woman’s thighs pressing against hers under the sheets was just a comfort in the cold desert night. The sense of rightness and belonging she felt lying in bed next to this woman was just because Tris was the closest friend she'd had in years.

Right?

Jolene saved her from further self-reflection, the hungry chocobo shoving her fat orange beak through the curtained window, blasting the interior of the carriage with light as she began nudging the nearby heads of both women and rooting around for food. Grumbling an unintelligible protest, Cassidy shoved at the beak, trying to push her back out the window. Tris flinched beside her, groaning and squeezing her eyes shut, then tugged the ratty woolen blanket up over her head. With a dry chuckle, Cassidy got up on her knees and put her back into it, finally shoving Jolene's beak outside of the curtain. "Get!" she hissed, flapping a hand at her before pulling the curtain shut. "I'll be right out!"

Sighing, Cassidy fell back on her heels, bracing herself on Tris's shoulder as she waited for the pounding in her head to fade. Tris didn't move again beneath her hand, and she figured it was probably in the woman's best interest to sleep off as much of this hangover as she could. Giving Tris's arm a pat, Cassidy grabbed one of the blankets and draped it over her own shoulders like a shawl, collected her prosthetic, the liquor bottle, and a few odds and ends for breakfast, and then climbed out the window.

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literally @z0mbunnyy >.<

[cpunkwitch]

I'm not gonna reblog it from the op (cuz they're proshipper and radqueer(?) Using a MAP flag in their icon) but

WHAT THE FUCK THIS IS WILD WHY ARE DOCTORS LIKE THIS

wow using a pad of paper and answering questions on it will cure the inflammation in my joints? No more pain if I do homework? Wow who knew! Thanks! /sar

Mhm yes its definitely the neurodivergent behavior in you that causes your aches and pains this will totally fix that right up /sar