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“you talk like a smart/pretentious person” actually I just forget simple words constantly and am forced to rummage through my brain for the nearest synonym, which is usually twice as long and needlessly specific
#see also: the exact feeling im trying to convey with my sentences doesnt get across the same way without that specific word
Character A tilting Character B’s chin up to get a better look at their face and the evidence of the fight. A delicately thumbs away the streak of blood by B’s mouth, saying nothing as they examine it. After a brief pause, B’s heart skips a nervous beat as A looks them dead in the eyes. Their voice is quiet and tense, their anger barely restrained.
“Who did this to you?”
Reblog if you’re a roleplayer who suffers from anxiety
Sometimes, it’s not a lack of muse or short attention span or lack of time. Sometimes we’re too afraid to write out the reply we had in mind in fear it’s inadequate or written too fast. Then we send replies days, or even weeks, later that we had thought out in our mind since the beginning.
How to Stay on Top of Life when you Feel Depressed
1. Acknowledge how you feel, and accept that this is going to be a more challenging day.
2. Commit to doing the absolute essentials but don’t push yourself to do everything.
3. Prioritize what’s important. For example, if you have a paper due that is worth a large percentage of your marks, work on that. If it is something that can wait, set it aside for now.
4. Work through your to-do list in small chunks of time – making sure you get plenty of breaks.
5. Tell someone who will understand. We need to get support when we’re feeling low but not everyone will be there for you. Figure out who will be there, and who won’t be there, for you.
6. Be wise in your use of social media. It may be good to go offline for a while, to switch off your phone and to protect yourself from stuff that just exacerbates the way you feel.
7. Make sure you leave the house and get a change of scenery.
8. Deliberately invest in some form of self-care … and make sure it’s something that you know will help your mood. Also, remember that tomorrow is another day.
If you have a lot of unread messages and phone calls you have not returned in weeks from people who want your help and you just do not have the energy to respond to anyone, then I want you to know that you are not a bad person, my love. You are not a bad person for putting your own wellbeing first. You are not a bad person for trying to take care of yourself first. You are not a bad person for using your free time to recharge instead of being there for others. You cannot fix everyone. In the end, everyone is responsible for their own healing and their own happiness. If you feel down, exhausted, lonely or anything like that yourself, you do not need to pour the last bit of energy into healing someone else. You need to heal yourself first. You come first, darling. That does not make you a bad person. Always remember that.
Sharpness of Breath || Closed
He was due a new client tonight. Why the referral had been from a school, he couldn’t fathom. Did they not have a counselor for the students? Or perhaps they did, but for whatever reason, they had deemed said therapist unsuitable for her... or the other way around. Arygos exhaled through his nose, looking through his paperwork to make sure everything was in order. The hair on his neck prickled every time he read through the notes on the girl. Something sinister was bubbling beneath the surface here, and if he did not find and extinguish the source swiftly...
Before he had any more time to dwell on that, the woman at the front desk poked her head in the door. “Dr. Patera? Carrie White’s here.”
He nodded. “Send her in.”
Alright. Y’all know how this works. That’s $1100 right there.
May you be completely, abundantly, beautifully blessed.
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“Alright, just checking.” The demon chuckled at the other’s response. ‘Oh he’s going to be fun’. “So, tell me about yourself, big guy.~ Where you from? What era? I’ve been undead for over a millennia, so who knows we could of passed eachother before.”
Arygos cleared his throat. Relief washed over him upon learning that the subject of biting was over and done with— although, he sensed he wasn’t out of the woods yet. Not with this one. “Ah, Greece. And I believe the year of my birth would have been... 830 BC? By today’s calendar. Indeed, perhaps we could have, though I do not recall seeing you before.” True, he wouldn’t have been made a vampire for another twenty-eight years after that, but surely the demon could figure that out.
“Ahh I see. Well then that’s cool, I guess. We’re both free, so yay.” He looked over at the vampire, “Sooo, let’s get thos out the way. You’re not gonna bite me are you? Cause, as kinky as it is and as much as I’m into it, this isn’t the right situtation.”
Both free indeed. He nodded briefly. The next question was expected, but not what he added onto it. “I-I, n-n-no,” he stammered, shaking his head. Even if Beetlejuice hadn’t made it sexual, who knew what demon blood would do to him? Arygos wasn’t too keen on finding out. Had he not been so taken aback, the vampire might have noticed that the other had dodged the question of his occupation’s meaning.
a wild thought: Just because I write it, doesn’t mean I condone it. Just because my characters do it, doesn’t mean I do it. It is possible to write about problematic things without actually endorsing them
// Like this post if I owe you please.
“Dracula’s cool. I can dig it.” The demon offered the other a smile, before tilting his head to the side. “So like… do you die if you’re in the sun? What about holy water? It hurts me cause I’m a demon, but what about you?”
What a quirky fellow this one was. Even caused a light chuckle to escape him. “The sun burns like fire, yes. And I suppose if I were out long enough, I would turn into a blackened husk, and then, to ash.” A pause. “As for holy water, it does nothing. Crosses, wooden stakes, running water, mirrors, turning into smoke or animals… none of that sort of thing applies.” He canted his head. “This is a bit of a strange conversation. Are you gathering information?”
It was the demon’s turn to chuckle, hand coming up to cover his mouth. “Hah, no! I’m just trying to get to know you that’s all. I’ve never met a vampire before; only ghosts and other demons, well and a werewolf. You can ask me questions too, if you’d like. I don’ know how many demons you’ve met before, but trust me, I’m like no other!”
Oh. So he simply hadn’t met one of Arygos’ kind before? Plausible. He would go along with it, for now. “I can’t say I’ve had much interaction with g—hosts,” he said, choking on the word. “Just once, in terms of s—eeing them.” No, don’t cry, you are not going to cry, not in front of a stranger. Deep breaths. You’ll be fine. “A werewolf? Mm.” His lips grew thin. Thankfully, the demon offered another avenue of conversation. “Do you have a master, or are you a, ah, free agent, so to speak?”
“A master?” Beetlejuice echoed with a tilt of of his head before laughing it off, “I mean I wouldn’t call whoever summons me, my master, just my summoner. But no, at the moment I am just a free free-lance bioexorcist, just going whereever the wind takes me. Do you have a ‘master’?”
Well, hey now. It was a valid question as far as he was concerned. Didn’t most demons have masters? Then again, Beetlejuice had just said he wasn’t like most other demons, so there was that. Arygos blinked and tilted his head. “ ‘Bioexorcist’?” he echoed. That was going to be an interesting one, he felt. Then, another question came, and the Ancient shook his head. “I have a Sire, the one who Turned me, but he is hardly my master.” Despite what he liked to think.
“Dracula’s cool. I can dig it.” The demon offered the other a smile, before tilting his head to the side. “So like… do you die if you’re in the sun? What about holy water? It hurts me cause I’m a demon, but what about you?”
What a quirky fellow this one was. Even caused a light chuckle to escape him. “The sun burns like fire, yes. And I suppose if I were out long enough, I would turn into a blackened husk, and then, to ash.” A pause. “As for holy water, it does nothing. Crosses, wooden stakes, running water, mirrors, turning into smoke or animals… none of that sort of thing applies.” He canted his head. “This is a bit of a strange conversation. Are you gathering information?”
It was the demon’s turn to chuckle, hand coming up to cover his mouth. “Hah, no! I’m just trying to get to know you that’s all. I’ve never met a vampire before; only ghosts and other demons, well and a werewolf. You can ask me questions too, if you’d like. I don’ know how many demons you’ve met before, but trust me, I’m like no other!”
Oh. So he simply hadn’t met one of Arygos’ kind before? Plausible. He would go along with it, for now. “I can’t say I’ve had much interaction with g—hosts,” he said, choking on the word. “Just once, in terms of s—eeing them.” No, don’t cry, you are not going to cry, not in front of a stranger. Deep breaths. You’ll be fine. “A werewolf? Mm.” His lips grew thin. Thankfully, the demon offered another avenue of conversation. “Do you have a master, or are you a, ah, free agent, so to speak?”
“Dracula’s cool. I can dig it.” The demon offered the other a smile, before tilting his head to the side. “So like… do you die if you’re in the sun? What about holy water? It hurts me cause I’m a demon, but what about you?”
What a quirky fellow this one was. Even caused a light chuckle to escape him. “The sun burns like fire, yes. And I suppose if I were out long enough, I would turn into a blackened husk, and then, to ash.” A pause. “As for holy water, it does nothing. Crosses, wooden stakes, running water, mirrors, turning into smoke or animals... none of that sort of thing applies.” He canted his head. “This is a bit of a strange conversation. Are you gathering information?”
“Dracula’s cool. I can dig it.” The demon offered the other a smile, before tilting his head to the side. “So like… do you die if you’re in the sun? What about holy water? It hurts me cause I’m a demon, but what about you?”
What a quirky fellow this one was. Even caused a light chuckle to escape him. “The sun burns like fire, yes. And I suppose if I were out long enough, I would turn into a blackened husk, and then, to ash.” A pause. “As for holy water, it does nothing. Crosses, wooden stakes, running water, mirrors, turning into smoke or animals... none of that sort of thing applies.” He canted his head. “This is a bit of a strange conversation. Are you gathering information?”
“Dracula’s cool. I can dig it.” The demon offered the other a smile, before tilting his head to the side. “So like… do you die if you’re in the sun? What about holy water? It hurts me cause I’m a demon, but what about you?”
What a quirky fellow this one was. Even caused a light chuckle to escape him. “The sun burns like fire, yes. And I suppose if I were out long enough, I would turn into a blackened husk, and then, to ash.” A pause. “As for holy water, it does nothing. Crosses, wooden stakes, running water, mirrors, turning into smoke or animals... none of that sort of thing applies.” He canted his head. “This is a bit of a strange conversation. Are you gathering information?”
