I Highly Appreciate The "happy Ending" Tag On Angst Fics, Dark Fics, Etc. Its Existence Increases The

I highly appreciate the "happy ending" tag on angst fics, dark fics, etc. Its existence increases the probability of me reading by a significant amount

but some people are like "why even read those fics if you already know how they're gonna end?"

Well, it's kinda like going on a roller-coaster. I wanna experience the ride. The ups and the downs, the twists and turns. But I also wanna know that at the end, it'll come to a safe stop and I'll be able to get off of it completely unharmed

I’m sorry I’ve been gone. Here’s me trying to find my way back. In November I got an ADHD diagnosis that was 30 years overdue. I’ve been unpacking thoughts on ADHD, rejection sensitivity and friendship fails.

We often try to define ourselves with rigid concepts that can never really capture what it’s like to be us, for we’re in constant transformation.

The idea for this poem came to me while I was reading about how neurons firing create our moment to moment experience. Being alive – i.e. conscious – is conjured from connections formed by unconscious matter. Light extruded from solid darkness. 

So, like fire, consciousness emerges from exchanges of energy that create an ever-changing luminosity. And it just can’t conform to any permanent shape.

An important reminder: I’m not a neuroscientist. I’m just a curious writer. Take everything I said with a grain of salt, please.

i love you singers whose vocals sound desperate i love you musicians who sound like if you don’t get this song out you’re going to explode i love you songs that sound like they’re dragging the vocalist with them 80 miles per hour down the highway tied to the back of a truck i love you voice cracks in emotional songs i love you unique voices i love you music that disturbs the comfortable and comforts the disturbed

When Did This Happen? Part 1

I’m thinking about this being a 3 parts series. Tell me if I should write the next chapters, already have some ideas in my head. Pairing: Loki x Reader Word Count: 444 Warnings: none

You are an introvert. That means, among other things, that you love alone time and silence. You love your personality, really, but those things always have made it difficult for you to make friends and keep them.

And those things also are what let you to this moment. Alone, in the living room of the Avengers Tower, watching The Office US while the entire team are enjoying the big party the playboy (his words) Tony Stark is throwing tonight. You’re not complaining, though, this allows you to watch your favorite show on the really gigantic TV of the living room.

The party started not so long ago, so you are a little surprised when you hear steps coming from the hallway and getting louder, indicating that someone is approaching. And if you weren’t expecting someone from the team to be there, what you were expecting even less was for Loki being there. He lives in New Asgard with Thor and doesn’t usually go to the tower.

“Loki?” You ask in the moment he passes the doorway and he, just then, seems to notice you. “You need something?”

Instead of answering your question, he stares at you for some time and lets another question out. “What are you doing here? There’s a party out there.”

“Yeah, I’m not really a fan of parties. And I could ask you the same question. Actually, you didn’t answer mine, do you need something?”

One more time, he doesn’t respond and you just roll your eyes and look back at TV, knowing that it would be useless to discuss with the god. He again surprises you when he just sits on the couch you’re onto and starts watching as if this was something normal.

You two keep watching, and laughing, until your eyes start getting heavy and you stand up with a yawn. “I’m going to sleep. You can keep watching if you want, I’ve watched before.”.

“Maybe I will. Can I get your number, though?” Well, you aren’t expecting this, and with your silence he continues. “I’m thinking about keeping watching once I’m back at New Asgard. And if I am going to do this I would like to talk to you about it. That is, if you are good with that.”

You hesitate a little, but think Why not? What could go wrong?. And with that, you give your number to the god.

“I was going to pull a prank.” He says when you are almost out of the room.

“What?”

“When I came here, I was going to prank the Avengers, you know, to get some fun. But I guess what I found was way better.”

Part 2!

Can We Be Alone Together?

So... This is just an idea that I had and thought: why don’t write it then?

English is not my first language, so be aware that it’ll problably have some mistakes. I hope you enjoy, though.

Warnings: none, I think. Just some fluff.

Word count: ~1.3K

Y/n’s POV

    Today is the one of those days. I just woke up and I already know that every little thing that doesn’t go the way I expect is going to end up whit me almost having a breakdown. On days like this, I can’t stand interacting with people, because I’m sure that at some point I’ll snap at them, I will say things that I don’t want to, and it’ll hurt them, and the guilty will hurt me.

   So, today is one of those days when I try my best to be alone and not interact with nobody. First mission: getting coffee and coming back to my room without being noticed. I manage to complete the task easily, since it’s an early Saturday morning and, believe it or not, the Avengers wake up a little later in weekends. I also managed to pick some snacks and bring them to my room, I think it’s enough to even skip lunch.

   Once back in my room, I take some minutes to choose a book, something that stresses me more than it should, and lay in my bed to start reading. Almost an hour later knock knock.

      - S/n? Are you awake?

   Loki, my best friend. I should’ve known he was going to come see me at some point. Actually, I knew, but I thought it would be later and I would have more time to think of an excuse. Apparently, that’s not happening.

      - You know I know you’re awake, you never sleep too much. I just want to know if you are okay, darling. Can I come in?

   How do you say to such a sweet person, a person that you love, that you don’t want to be in their company, because you don’t want to talk to them? You don’t want to be in a conversation that will just stress you. That you don’t want to talk at all? There’s no good way, so I just say it straightly.

      - I’ll be fine. I just want to be alone, Loki.

   Silence. 10 seconds. 15. 30… Is he gone? Is he mad at me? 1 minute has passed and finally:

      - Can I be alone with you?

   This time, he is the one who keeps waiting for an answer for some time.

      - What? – I ask, unsure if I heard his words right.

      - Can I be alone with you? Like… - I can feel he’s hesitating now – Can we be alone together? – Well, it looks like I couldn’t deny that even if I wanted.

      - Okay. The door is unlocked.

      - Give me some minutes, I’ll just take the book I’m currently reading and I’ll be right back, darling. Thank you.

   And he did exactly that. Five minutes later, he was beside me in my bed, just silently reading. When Loki first entered the room, I really thought he would try starting a conversation, but he didn’t and I’m immensely grateful for that. The rest of the day went just like that. The two of us reading alone, but together. Loki looked like he was in peace and I, I certainly was.

…

Little bonus:

The next day, I woke up feeling much better and managed to prepare breakfast for Loki. If I thought the smile he gave me when he entered the kitchen to the coffee and food I had prepared for him was bright, the smile he gave when I just said thank you was like a supernova, the brightest one that could even exist.