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Grian has pretty bad depression and anxiety. He can usually hide it well, his anxious fidgeting passing as general Grian hyperactivity. He seems to sleep late most days, but the reality is that it’s a battle to find the willpower to get up each morning. No one ever suspects anything, because he’s Grian, their favorite happy prankster. Then comes the back of the mansion. For weeks on end he tries to convince himself to finish it, but gets more discouraged each time his brain doesn’t cooperate. Finally, he just gives up and stays in bed, figuring that even if anyone noticed, they wouldn’t care. Nobody notices at first, because it’s not uncommon to not see Grian around for a while, but after a week, Mumbo realizes something might be wrong and goes to check on him. He flies into Grian’s base to find him in bed, awake but not alert. Grian is skin and bone, tears streaming silently down his face, shaking like a leaf despite the many layers of blankets around him. He barely registers Mumbo’s arrival until there are strong, warm arms around him, picking him up. Feeling comforted, he finally falls asleep. Mumbo walks him over to his own base, places him on a bed, and starts making soup and regen potions.
From then on, Mumbo makes sure to check on Grian multiple times a day. Just to make sure he’s not alone and needing help.
"babe, come on, we're gonna be late!"
"you look like you slept well..."
"oh, hon' you look exhausted..."
"i'm so tired it's not even funny."
"you talk in your sleep, you know that?"
"i'm awake!" "sure you are..."
"i just had a long day, that's all."
"mmm that feels nice."
"what're you laughing at?" "you're cute when you're half asleep that's all.."
"did i..." "yeah, don't worry about it."
"m'not that tired." "you can barely speak."
"you fell asleep, you might as well stay the night."
"babe, you still with me?"
"you're falling asleep on me, love."
"i can't keep my eyes open."
"you keep nodding off, you're sure you're alright?"
"sorry, i dozed off for a sec what did you say?"
"you kicked me."
"alright, time for bed."
"you got like two hours of sleep last night." "when did i tell you that?" "oh dear god."
"i don't even know how you're still walking at this point, go to bed."
"let's take a nap."
"just sleep for like twenty minutes, i'll wake you up i promise."
"you need the rest, my love."
i think it's funny that I genuinely struggle to spell bread of all things.
I was looking for a picture of bread, and typed: Bred, brab, breb, breab, brad, bre, and breeb. all before I managed to type bread.
Does anyone else know the feeling of not wanting to talk to anyone and to fade out of assistance but at the same time wanting to talk to certain people for hours because you miss them and don't want them to assume your ignoring them and be mad at you so you just end up in a loop of staring at their contact almost crying cause you can't decide if you should text them or not and oh shit now its time for dinner so you have to socialize with your family which makes you want turn into void of nothing but you also love them and feel bad for hiding in your room all day so your trying to stop crying so no one questions your tears when you go upstairs into the kitchen to get some food only to be silent and listen to their conversations and not socialize anyways? no? just me?
What do you mean this wasnt the search bar-
How to be funny
Bdubs is a very special breed of cc
im not ready
I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again but it is absolutely an example of civilizational inadequacy that only deaf people know ASL
“oh we shouldn’t teach children this language, it will only come in handy if they [checks notes] ever have to talk in a situation where it’s noisy or they need to be quiet”
Take Fremmy to the aquarium day !
What breed of fish is this
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