my @d20exchange gift for @cryptidcaptain of fig and ayda’s iconic first kiss!
[Image Description: Comic of Fig Faeth and Ayda Aguefort from Dimension 20’s “Fantasy High: Sophomore Year,” Episode 12. Alt text is provided and copied below the cut. End ID]
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Page one:
Ayda displays a scroll, saying, "This is a contract. It's very simple."
Fig cuts in, "Is this about the library card, 'cause I took it out in a different name?"
"No, no, no," Ayda says, and goes on to overexplain the terms in the background.
"Okay, yeah," Fig says.
"Great, so no inferences. That's the clause. If you would please sign there?"
Fig signs her name.
Page two:
The scroll snaps up and combusts in Ayda's hands. "Very well. Some actionable information." Pausing to blush, Ayda continues, "At any waking moment, outside of combat, that you and I have been together, if you had tried to… kiss me on the mouth- It would have been… received favorably."
Fig turns bright red.
Page three:
Fig spins around to rummage in her jacket. Ayda says, "Bear in mind, you are under contract. You're not allowed to make any inferences or assumptions about how I feel or anything else. You've signed that. That's magical law. So, there's that-"
Fig holds up her own hastily scribbled contract that says, "If you make fun of me, I'll give you a wet willy."
Ayda studies it. "Legally, this doesn't necessarily have the structure of a contract. It's more of just a threat."
Fig takes Ayda by the chin and says, "Just so you know, I've never done this as myself before."
Page four:
Fig kisses Ayda, whose flaming hair swells out, then skateboards away to hide behind a tree. Ayda looks around and goes, "Is it normal for people to run away after that?"
Page five:
Fig slinks out, saying, "I'm really sorry. I'm so used to being other people and this is absolutely terrifying."
Ayda says, "Can I get another shot at that? It was perfect. I think I can do better."
Fig smirks. "Yeah, why don't you show me?"
Page six:
They come together in another fiery kiss.
sometimes i wonder if we have forgotten that sharing creative work is, fundamentally, a bid for human connection. like I'm not posting art or fic for 'engagement' i'm posting it looking for other sickos to play with! i'd be making it anyway for my own gratification because there's something wrong with me, i'm sharing it hoping we can have something wrong with us together <3
i have an idea. remember those edits from "aesthetic" tumblr circa when the hell ever that were super popular...specifically the ones of mia pulp fiction over virgin mary. ill be back in a second ok dont move
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90s movies: Psychopharmacology is as good as a lobotomy. If you take pills to treat your mental illness it will literally murder your imaginary friends and you will become a boring, lotus-eating conformist drone.
Me after taking my meds: drives the scenic route home to see if there are any geese on the pond and does a little dance in line at the grocery store and comes home to throw everything in my fridge into a stew pot because I can finally taste food again while singing songs at my birds in which I replace all the instances of "she" with "Cheese" and doing a Dolly Parton impression on the phone to my sister
I feel like it's worth mentioning that being on The Wrong Meds can indeed do the 90s movie thing to you.
Like, if you go on meds and that happens, it's not because whatever's going on with you is jut Too Severe or that you're doomed or only people with Other Illnesses get to have meds that make them feel actually good and you have to settle for "miserable but somehow so hollow I no longer care about the misery" and be grateful you're no longer actively suicidal or whatever.
If that shit happens to you, tell your fucking doctor. And if your doctor doesn't take you seriously, or acts like That's Just How Being On Meds Is, ditch them! Find a new doctor!! Because that is NOT how being on meds is supposed to work! That means the meds are not working correctly!!
Reblogging to agree and say that what was happening to me was (and to an extent still is) severe and was the result of manifold health problems and has taken the better part of a year to effectively treat. I did not expect medication to be this effective. But it is. So if you think that you are untreatable, get a second opinion.
there is a single pill i can take to immediately live a day as the best version of myself-- not a superhero, not a perfect genius, but a good dude who can read and write and do the dishes. im optimistic and coherent and can plan for the future. i write novels and walk the dog and remember to shower and brush my teeth.
if i don't take this pill i spend the day as a dirty, inept husk, a sad sack of well-meaning but futile intentions just sapient enough to be dimly aware of everything im unable to be.
this pill is incredibly difficult to obtain a steady monthly supply of because when normal people take it they have a little more fun at parties.
Counterpoint: At least if I spend the remainder of my natural life as a dirty, inept husk, a sad sack of well-meaning but futile intentions just sapient enough to be dimly aware of everything I'm unable to be... at least I'll know I'm me, not a fake version of myself created by medication. Nor do I have to worry about regressing if I run out, the repeat prescription doesn't come in time etc.
Not dissing OP's choice to take advantage of the meds, but they're not for me.
Hey, so, this is kind of the attitude that made me afraid to take meds that I really benefit from: the idea that who you are on medication is somehow "not really you."
The person I was when I was very depressed did not feel like the real me. That was a version of me that was very ill. The "real me" is the me that is able to dance at stoplights and make art and enjoy food and laugh at jokes. And for now, I need pharmaceutical help to get back there.
The assistance that medication provides doesn't make me any less The Real Me than wearing glasses or taking painkillers. Depression is a physical illness. If you try medication and you don't like the way it makes you feel, then it's not a good medication for you. But you do get to choose, and I'm glad I have the opportunity to choose to actually be myself again.
Kill the idea that suffering is somehow authentic and worthy, and take the fucking drugs. I lost years of my life to this kind of thinking and I have nothing to show for it other than a handful of embarrassing memories and a house full of clutter I don’t want or need. There’s at least five regularly used different classes of antidepressants! And about four more specifically for anxiety! They’re all acting on your brain in different ways and you will have different reactions to each of them! Don’t give up and accept misery because you’ve mistakenly believed the misery is your real personality!
It's been a year since I went on medication for PTSD and major depressive disorder. I can sleep again. I can taste food and I can cook. I can go back to work. My blood work is no longer dangerously abnormal. I've gained back the 16% of my body weight that I lost. I'm gonna be in a play this spring.
Look at all the things I did in 2025 and that I plan to do in 2026. Never kill yourself.
Everytime someone says that being trans is just a phase because there are no old trans people, I think of situations like this. So many people hid who they were because the world wasn’t as accepting.
Things that are normal in Mass Effect that should be normalized now:
After you make 999,999,999 credits you are banned from making any more money. People have to pay you in omni gel or nothing. All the work you do from then on is pro-bono, baby.
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