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10 days ago
Current Doing down the hole again.. I hate feeling like this.
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2 mos ago
Desperately needing someone to talk to..
2 mos ago
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2 mos ago
Replies still slow, will be slow for a while.

Bio

Hello! You might've seen me around, maybe not but that's ok! Welcome here!
I will not specify what my exact age is but I am 18+
I do all types of rps but specifically do Fantasy, Slice of Life, Romance, and Fandoms.
Fandoms I do include(There are more but I cannot remember them at the moment):
Harry potter
The Owl House
Demon Slayer


I have ADHD, Autism (although I'm lower on the spectrum), and I suffer panics and depression. Because of this, and other personal reasons. Sometimes I can become unavailable for multiple days on end. So please be patient with me.

I absolutely love to write and read, it makes me rather happy.

I usually write up to 1-3 paragraphs, it is depending on how I'm feeling that day or how long I have that day. I am usually on at least once a day or more depending on if it is a weekend or weekday.

Requirements/Limits
I don't have many requirements, although I ask that you be patient and understanding with me! :)
Some triggers that I have, are in this hider.
Excessive meaning I can handle it just not a lot of it.


I thank you for taking the time to read this! Have a nice day!

Most Recent Posts

Oliver sighed. "Everyone dies, your stupid visions or whatnot will not change that. You'll probably die of old age in this place. Just eat the god damn food." He said, sitting on the chair in front of the door, not leaning back this time, not wanting to be embarrassed again by falling.
Oliver was talking to a coworker most of the time before preparing a meal that looked actually good for once, opening the door, and setting up the tray and unlocking Vision. "You have 10 minutes to complete the meal, if you attempt to attack me or escape, you will be locked up more." Oliver said, sounding bored as always since he did this multiple times a day everyday.
Oliver glared. "Yes, very, very crazy. So crazy, that you aren't even allowed to mingle with the other patients." He said, rubbing that status in to Vision. Feeling petty after falling out of the chair. With a look at the clock he chained Vision back up and took the food. "Hope you have a good, alone few hours." He then closed and locked the door, leaving to put the tray into the sink before going to the breakroom.
Oliver scoffed. "I will not." He said, crossing his arms and leaning back more before promptly falling on his back, quickly getting up. Flushed with embarrassment as he sat back in the chair after picking it up. "That didn't happen." He said with a huff. Rolling his eyes. Of course he fell, he was leaning back in the stupid chair. It was the chairs fault. He nodded as if reaching a conclusion in his head.
Oliver sighed and leaned back in the chair. "Either way, its my job to allow you the time, if I don't, I could get fired, and as much as I'd like that, I need the money soo." The amount of money he's getting paid is absolutely insane, around 100 dollars an hour, plus his extra 50 for taking an unstable patient. Oliver continued to lean back in the chair. He would probably fall soon seeing as how the chair was already wobbling.
Oliver shrugged. "Doesn't say it on your file. Why? Because I did my job." He sneered. "Your crazy ass probably is stupid." He said with a glare, blue eyes hard and cold. "You have 10 minutes to ear your food. Better hurry." He said, pulling a chair from outside and sitting in front of the door, watching Vision. Oliver was supposed to watch him for the full 10 minutes to make sure he didn't try anything. It was always a hassle because he was bored out of his mind. He just continued to watch Vision, fixing him with a glare as he crossed his right leg over the left, moving some of his brown hair from his eyes.
Oliver Wallen was getting the meal ready for patient, putting a little extra pepper in to be mean about it. Oliver never really expected he would take care of one of the more insane patients on his first job. Sure maybe he lied a bit in his qualifications but it wasn't enough to make him have to deal with the 'vision guy' as everyone calls him.

Oliver rolled his blue eyes with a sigh and opened the door with his foot after scanning his badge in the door, walking in and closing it behind him. "Breakfast." He called, voice rather cold. He put the tray over the patients legs, and moved to unlock their wrist from the chain. "If you try to fight or escape you will be put back into the chains for an indefinite time period." Oliver said, reciting what they had to say every time they unlocked someone's chains.
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