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Doing His Best

@siren1song / siren1song.tumblr.com

Siren | he/they | adult | currently invested in mcyt | Icon by Raspberry
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im ngl the only reason ive been logged into this blog for this long is bc i got side tracked scrolling through it and reminiscing lmao i might check back in tomorrow but im gonna head off now bc i got a headache

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Anonymous asked:

Yoooo hiiii, its been so long since ive checked ur blog (i followed for i think sander sides stuff so its probably been a pretty long time). Nice to see u again, hope ur doing well!

oh yeah man i think its been like? two or three years? since ive been into ts shits wild im in like fffffive? different fandoms now lol im doing alright just kinda vibing !

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is anyone willing to be a pinch hitter?

meaning you take on extra assignments because no one else was available to be the gifter/the original gifter dropped out.

if so, please message us on here and tell us your AO3 username!

also we just found out you don't actually have to be signed up to be a pinch hitter, so even if you missed sign up or something, you can still do this!

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Hey um for the analoduke dissection fic, why would Virgil be nonverbal? I thought for people with anxiety, nonverbalism was usually triggered? But he seems to be fine in the story. Of course, it's a very short story and there could be a lot of background stuff going on, but I was curious why you made that choice?

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oh uh well sometimes talking itself can cause anxiety and sometimes not talking is just. easier. i dont really remember why i made him nonverbal in that fic but theres more than just "triggered from intense anxiety" reasons to be nonverbal :)

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Until You’re Okay

Fandom: DSMP

Pairing: Schlatt/Quackity

Warnings: Minor mentions of alcoholism

Word Count: 1,190

Summary: Schlatt has a splitting headache because he neglected to take care of himself and it takes Quackity seeing the state he's in to do something about it.

Notes: 1. Some healthy schlatt/quackity (schlackity? i think?) content!! 2. I actually posted this over a month ago on ao3 but I’m pretty sure I forgot to post it here sdklfgshdf

Schlatt had a headache.

He wasn’t entirely sure why, he’d been sober for months (totally not because the way Tubbo looked at him when he finally broke down made him believe he could actually be a better person for a moment,) so he wasn’t hungover.

Whatever the cause was, it was making focusing on what he was doing fucking difficult as hell. He had important president shit to do, why did God or whatever the hell was watching decide to do this to him?

“Fuck,” he groaned, letting his head fall to his desk, feeling the cool temperature that seeped from the wood, through the paper separating his skin from it, and easing the pain just behind his eyes ever so slightly.

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max-is-tired

I’d give you my lungs so you could breathe

(Link to the tweet that inspired this and AO3 in the reblogs)
A/N: I speedran this at 2am, posted it on AO3 and then passed out before I could do the same here lmao. Have some good old crimeboys angst, hope y’all like it :]
Warnings: smoking, hurt no comfort, mention of death and past trauma
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