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Bleh. I hate changing meds.
I hate going “ :/ I’m kinda not doing awesome? This side effect is bothering me…. Can I try something else?”
Followed by two weeks of hangover-style withdrawals.
Only to try a new medication that is somehow Worse.
And on top of the withdrawal symptoms, I have such a spectacular spike in whatever disorder I’m trying to treat that I reassess how actually functional of a person I am.
PTSD induced memory loss is crazy bc you’ll be driving home and randomly remember that your mom called rumble strips (the things on the side of the road to let you know you drove out of lane and wake you up) Butt Vibrators and that was what you called them as a little kid, completely ignorant of any other connotations.
Makes me wonder if I ever said some crazy stuff about loving the feeling of butt vibrators (rumble strips) but hating the noise. When I was less than 10 years old.
Me: Okay we have a final in 4 days worth 50% of our grade. We gotta lock in and study!
My brain: Aw yeh! Lock in! Take that adhd med and we will L O C K I N
* takes adhd med *
Me: Okay time to study!
My brain: ‘Time to clean the entire apartment?’ You got it Boss!
Me: What? No? I said STUDY
My brain: Yup!!! Loud and clear. 'Clean the whole apartment.’ We’ve got the clothes on the floor sorted. We’ve got the broom out. We are L O C K E D I N
Me: nononononono we have limited spoons! Brain we have to study!!! Brain we can’t be cleaning!! If we clean then we’ll be too tired to focus on studying! Did you hear me? S T U D Y!!!
My brain: *jamming out to music* What? Can’t hear you. I’m locked in on cleaning :)
I personally think that Grimm and Trobbio would hate each others guts from the moment they meet.
Grimm would think that Trobbio is too fake. Has no class and refinement. What’s the point in hoodwinking the crowd with sparkles and fireworks when a REAL troupe master need only to captivate the audience and lure them in.
The bug that flaunts its arsenal of skills can easily be out-done. They are weak. Trying to use every skill in an amalgamation that would surprise no one and merely make a fool of the performer.
Meanwhile Trobbio would find Grimm to be boring. To have no passion for the arts. What is a performance if not sharing your soul with the crowd for a taste of connection? If you never show all of your cards, how can you dazzle everyone with a climactic finale? You must leave an impression! The crowd should be amazed by your ingenuity and skill and you should be proud of them yourself!
Now plssssss cue dislike-to-hatred-to-enemies-to-begrudging respect-to-jealousy-to-friendship-to-confused companions-to-lovers slow burn fanfic.
And yes, their troupes/shows WOULD remain rivals. And they would pretend to hate each other in public. But they’d still be quiet and calm and loving when they’re alone. (Yes the troupes know but if anyone says anything about it they’re dead.)
Also if you wanna add Hollow to the mix then yessss.
Hollow acts as a guard for Grimm and they’ve been together for ages by now. Surprisingly, no one suspects anything uncouth between them. It’s civil and private.
But Trobbio shows up and IMMEDIATELY clocks them as together forcing Grimm to deny it thru gritted teeth as the troupe starts to wonder.
At first Hollow helps to be a support when first theyre against Trobbio. But as Grimm starts to become more and more obsessed with Trobbio, Hollow starts to pick up that something more is going on.
Eventually, Hollow decides to set up something romantic for Grimm and Trobbio (like a dinner). Halfway thru, Trobbio is like “??? I mean this is nice and all but aren’t you fucking the tall scary stud whos watching from the shadows right now?”
Grimm leers, even more on-guard. He debates the consequences of killing this prick right here, right now. He can’t let the troupe know of his affairs with Hollow.
Meanwhile, Hollow is just giving Grimm a thumbs up from the shadows.
And Grimm is forced to be like “… Hollow is a close companion… and it seems as though they desire for us to… get along.”
And Trobbio just kinda looks into the shadows before getting up and grabbing some kind of useless rock. (It takes him soooo long to roll it over. He has theater arms. He can’t *lift*. Instead of helping, Hollow and Grimm just watch.
Finally, panting, Trobbio gets the misshapen rock next to the table. It takes him a minute to regain his breath. Once he does, he holds out a claw to Hollow. “Well, dearest lurker? I scratched my shell rolling that rock over here. The least you could do is join us officially for some dinner.”
Hollow tilts their head, hesitating.
Grimm lets out a deep chuckle. “Hollow doesn’t eat, Trobbio. Nevertheless, yes, please come join us. Perhaps it will be… beneficial to communicate together. Besides, you did arrange this without my permission.”
I personally think that Grimm and Trobbio would hate each others guts from the moment they meet.
Grimm would think that Trobbio is too fake. Has no class and refinement. What’s the point in hoodwinking the crowd with sparkles and fireworks when a REAL troupe master need only to captivate the audience and lure them in.
The bug that flaunts its arsenal of skills can easily be out-done. They are weak. Trying to use every skill in an amalgamation that would surprise no one and merely make a fool of the performer.
Meanwhile Trobbio would find Grimm to be boring. To have no passion for the arts. What is a performance if not sharing your soul with the crowd for a taste of connection? If you never show all of your cards, how can you dazzle everyone with a climactic finale? You must leave an impression! The crowd should be amazed by your ingenuity and skill and you should be proud of them yourself!
Now plssssss cue dislike-to-hatred-to-enemies-to-begrudging respect-to-jealousy-to-friendship-to-confused companions-to-lovers slow burn fanfic.
And yes, their troupes/shows WOULD remain rivals. And they would pretend to hate each other in public. But they’d still be quiet and calm and loving when they’re alone. (Yes the troupes know but if anyone says anything about it they’re dead.)
I’ve seen so many posts about how difficult the flea juggling mini game is. How many hours people spend on it.
But?? I got 30 score on my first try. I think I beat it with 36 on maybe my 5th attempt.
Now the Flea Dodge??? That one took me a very frustrating hour.
Ig my skill set is just different???
(….. maybe that time when I was 12 and I spent—I kid you not—two hours hours doing one of those “keep the thing in the air” games without breaking my score. Specifically in phantom hourglass (on the terrible port over to WiiU). There was this jellyfish thing that would come out of the water and if you hit it, it would give you a rupee. And I think there was a special deal at Beetle’s that was a heart piece for 1000 rupees? So I spent two hours with the same jellyfish slowly getting my count up to 1000. ….My dad who was watching to hang out with me did Not have fun.)
the emotion i just experienced is kind of indescribable
the funniest part of this post to me is that the reblog:like ratio is nearly 1:1. nobody’s just liking everyone who sees this video goes yeah i gotta inflict it on as many people as possible
The first time I saw this I didn't get it, now I do and I'm so mad
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