#//so so glad i live where i wont get noise complaints

[sneasedtomeetyou]

//I GOT THIS PUSH NOTIF WHILE TYPING A REPLY TO INGO AND FUCKING HOLLERED

[angrylizardjacket]

like flying [1] {Brian May}

A/N: Stardust AU!!! Mainly a set-up chapter. they/them, fallen star!reader, please please please let me know what you think!!

When one spends their life with their eyes trained on the sky, they tend to miss what’s right in front of them. 

Freddie says that a lot, usually when he’s up by the helm of the ship, and has just witnessed Brian, who is running across the deck trying to get the best vantage point of the sky through the clouds, run straight into John, who in fairness, is equally distracted by the impending storm.

“Could you at least warn us next time?” Brian calls over a crack of thunder.

“Being your guide dog isn’t my job.” Freddie’s glaring into the storm, a white-knuckled grip on the wheel as he prepared to whether it. John doesn’t seem too bothered by it, just picks up his scattered tools, straightens his googles, and heads towards the bow of the ship.

“What about you, ya jackal?” Brian levels a glare at where their resident Warlock had taken up residence on the banister of the quarterdeck, laughing as he watches the events unfold from his vantage point by the Captain. Roger sits with his ankles crossed, balancing with an unnatural ease, and for good reason; his favourite thing was using his magic to make it look like himself appear just that little bit better than the humans around him, irritating git. 

“You should watch where you’re going.” Is all he offers, eyes shining as he watches a crack of lightning streak across the sky.

“I’m trying to watch where we’re all going.” Brian huffs, rolling up his map and putting it in it’s holder for safekeeping. “Anyways, the storms dead ahead, you don’t need me to guide you. I’ll be down by the barrels until this is all over.” And with that he descends further into the ship to keep an eye on, and switch out the lightning barrels as they’re being filled.

From his vantage point on the gun deck, which had initially been for show, and had now been converted into the main collection point that all the lightning funnelled into, Brian could catch glimpses of the storm raging outside, and feel as it knocked the ship about. He had absolute faith in Deaky’s designs, they’d been through far worse and come out singing before, and for now he just contented himself with making sure that none of the lightning barrels overflowed, and occasionally catching a glimpse of stars through the clouds. 

There was no denying he was rather enamoured with them, at least as a concept; spending thousands of years bringing light to the world in it’s darkest hours, holding their constellations for hundred, even thousands of years, watching silently as the universe passes them by, all without complaint. There was something beautiful, artistic about the way they arranged themselves, something that made Brian feel so unbelievably small, and occasionally futile, in comparison. But their constant nature was often the only things that kept him sane aboard this ship, and so he wouldn’t begrudge the stars their shining constance, he’d just be thankful they shone at all, and kept him in a job, and ironically, kept him grounded. 

Roger joins him almost immediately after the storm passes. Brian’s carefully distilling a little of the freshest lightning into a little sample size if the buyer’s unconvinced of it’s quality, which is a tricky process involving heat-proof mittens and a weird metal hose, and Roger pulls off the lid of the barrel without a second thought. By now, Brian doesn’t even flinch; Roger’s adept at keeping the lightning contained with his magic and a flick of his wrist, and looks into the crackling metal barrel without any hesitation.

“Seems like we’ve got a good batch on our hands.” Roger tries to sound like he knows what he’s talking about, like he doesn’t say that every time because he’s a little in awe at the sight of what’s essentially bottled lightning. Brian doesn’t comment. “Well I appreciate your candor, I did do an excellent job.” Roger fills in the blanks with exactly what he wants to hear, and he steps back, stretching out his hand, and there’s a panic that rises in Brian’s chest as what appears to be an electrified serpent rises from the barrel.

“Do you have to show off like that?” Brian asks, deadpan, trying his hardest to hide the fear that the loud, electric snaps bring out in him. After a moment, he caps the sample and shuts off the little vent that he distills the lightning from before taking away the piping, while Roger rolls his eyes but obligingly shoves the lightning back into the barrel. 

As he’s capping it, his hold on the lightning slips for just a moment, and there’s a sudden burst as the not yet secured cap is torn through from his grip, rocketing faster than the eye can see up through the roof of the deck, and into the sky. Electricity bursts forth, fire blooming where the lighting hits the walls and floor in an instant, the very power of it sending both Roger and Brian to opposite ends of the room; it’s deafening, overwhelming, and it takes all of Roger’s focus to wrangle the electricity back under control.

“Spare lid!” He shouts, which Brian parrots back mockingly, looking around.

“We’ve never needed a spare lid why would we have one?!” He cries, and can hear, in the now still night air outside, Freddie cursing up a blue streak as he and Deaky come over to the newly formed hole in the floor of the deck to investigate. 

“Because it’s better to be safe than sorry!” Roger retorts, and suddenly there’s a pair of goggles looking down at them, Deaky, alongside their incredibly annoyed Captain.

“What the blood hell has happened?”

“Roger-” Brian tried to explain as he was putting out fires across the room, but he was cut off.

“We need a spare lid for this batch, okay? I’ll explain after.” Roger insisted, much to both Freddie and Brian’s chagrin.

“We don’t have a spare lid.” Deaky responded, and his face disappeared from the hole where they had been looking in. Freddie’s gaze turns skyward, as if trying to see if the lid was falling back to Earth, though he seemed transfixed.

“Ha! I told you!” Brian cried, and Roger rolled his eyes, as Deaky showed up at the door a few moments later, pulling various items from his tool belt as he set about making a make-shift lid.

“It won’t hold forever.” Deaky explained, “and we can’t sell this batch, I’ve basically just welded a metal plate to the top, and added some insulator. We need to get a new lid.” Roger relaxed, the sudden exertion and overuse of his powers hitting him all at once, though they all jumped when he let go of his hold of the electricity and it crashed threateningly at the new lid.

“How long do we have?” Roger asks, arms crossed as he puts out an on-fire chair with a wave of his hand before collapsing into it. Brian wants to make a snarky remark, but he’s too busy putting out fires of his own, and even at a glance Roger looks like he’s death standing, or sitting as the case may be; either way he’s at his limit. 

“A few days, maybe? I did the best I could given,” and he waves his hand around the ashy room and scattered supplies, “but those lids are specially designed.” And after stamping out a fire by the door, he takes off his goggles. “Worst comes to worst, I can crack the lid and we can chuck it overboard; it’ll come loose in the air and won’t be our problem.” 

“And waste a perfectly good barrel? I don’t think so, dear; we’re going to get our lid.” Freddie sounds so confident that it’s a little unnerving, and he’s still looking at the sky. Brian peers up through the hole and tries to follow his gaze.

“How do you even know where it is?” He asked, and Freddie turned with a bright smile, pointing at light in the sky growing steadily brighter at an alarming rate.

“Because it hit a star, and we can watch where it falls.”

The thing about you is that you adored humanity, you just never understood them. You’d always been so caught up in their day-to-day intricacies that you’d never been bored watching empires come and go, or see history repeat itself over and over again. Each little era brought something new, something to shake up the routine, and everyone’s personal lives, and sometimes you were even able to catch a glimpse of love. That was your favourite thing to watch, the way people would fall in love time and time again, and there’s little patterns, people drawn to one another, sometimes you feel as if you’re watching the same souls come back to each other over and over again. If you liked to fantasize about being one of those souls, you would never say anything to the others who shine beside you, bored with the ebb and flow with time that seemed to change little with each passing eon. 

You knew, objectively, that there were people who looked up at you, who even perhaps loved you, but it wasn’t the same, you couldn’t tell them you loved them in the same way, and after all, you liked it where you were, free from the fear of having your heart eaten like you’d seen happen to your brothers and sisters before, free from the fear of rejection; humans tend to like humans, and you knew if given half a chance you’d want to act out your little fantasy. But it wouldn’t come true; even people who looked up at the stars learned to love something on the ground, you’d seen it happen too many times. 

You were secure where you were, one of the brightest shining stars in the sky, glowing as you delighted in the antics of the people below you, and you never thought that would have to change. 

Until what seems to be a metal plate smacks you in the chest, winding you and knocking you from your perch in the sky. You weren’t even able to cry for help as you crash through the atmosphere. Fear has a stranglehold on your whole body, all you can do is clutch the metal to your chest as the ground approaches, and part of you, in hindsight, will be glad that you passed out before you hit the ground.

deadly viper assassination squad: @strangeandwonderfulconcepts @thatgeekspeak @some-back-ground-noise @ma-ntequilla @d-r-e-a-m-catchme @legendsaresooftenwarnings​ @phantom-fangirl-stuff @obsessedwithrogertaylor​ @cosmicsskies​ @sam-writes​ @queen-mischief-fanfiction​

(i just tagged everyone who expressed interest; tag list is always open, feel free to message me or comment on the fic and i’ll add you xx)

[womburt]

For now (crush x reader)

Crush x reader

I’m writing this because s u r p r i s e! I have a crush (what’s new). Anyway I just needed some fluff, so here we go

C/n = crush’s name

Y/n = your name

In which reader lives in an apartment with her crush as well as two other friends + bed sharing fluff

Suggested song: In Love by H E R B (or any lofi really).

Y/n had never been a particularly social person; on the other hand, her roommate Lavender loved to party. Actually, scratch that, Lavender loved to throw parties. So Y/n wasn’t particularly surprised when she arrived to the apartment she shared with three other roommates, only to find it filled to the brim with strangers. The tired girl groaned and shut the door behind her, squeezing her way to her room.

“Hey! Welcome home!” She turned her head to see one of her other roommates, Jasper, taking a swig of some cheap beer, his arm wrapped around a girl Y/n had never seen before. Y/n waved politely to her drunken friend, Jasper had always been a happy drinker. She squished through the crowd again, eventually making it to the hallway which contained her bedroom. The girl was about to open her door, when she tripped over a couple making out on the floor. She sat up quickly, to discover that the couple hadn’t noticed her showing up. She rolled her eyes, and stood up; brushing off her work uniform.

Now irritated, Y/n made her way into her bedroom, locking the door behind her. Was it too much to ask for a quiet night at home? The walls in her apartment were thin, meaning the music still made it’s way into her room. She groaned and flopped onto her bed, stuffing her face into her pillow. Y/n stayed there for a moment, before sitting back up and staring at her bedroom door. Colorful lights made their way onto her floor via the space between the wooden door and the tile. She sighed, and stood up, going over to her dresser in order to grab some pajamas.

She pulled on a pair of sweatpants, one leg at a time. The girl slid her uniform shirt off over her head, puling a tee shirt on soon after. She tied her hair up, (or left it down if that’s not your thing), and slowly trudged over to the bathroom. In that moment she was glad she’d decided to pay extra rent to get the room with the joined bathroom. It meant she didn’t have to share, and didn’t have to leave her room to use it. Y/n washed her face in silence, not having enough energy to even smile at herself. She was completely, drained, and that ever present music seemed to be getting louder.

Y/n groaned for the second time that night, slinking back over to her bed. She collapsed under the covers in attempt to hide from the party going on just outside her bedroom. ‘I hope someone calls in with a noise complaint, so everyone goes home…’ she thought to herself, narrowing her eyes at the door.

Y/n finally closed her eyes, and allowed sleep to take her. Even with all the noise, it didn’t take long for her to fall into a deep slumber.

*timsekip*

Y/n awoke to knocking at her door. She glared at the noise, and didn’t move. It was probably some drunken buffoon, looking for a place to pee. She could still hear the party going on, and when she checked the time on her phone, she discovered that she’d only been asleep for about 20 minutes. She was about to pass out again when she heard the person on the other side of the door call her name. “come on Y/n, please open up…”

Y/n relaxed her eyebrows at the sound of C/n’s voice. He didn’t sound drunk…

Y/n got up, and made her way to the door, dragging her blanket with her. When she opened the door, she looked up to see C/n balancing against the frame of it. He sighed lightly, and let a small smile envelop his face when he saw her. “You look comfy,” he stated, semi-quietly. The party was still in full swing, and if he had been any softer she wouldn’t have heard him. Y/n looked down at her outfit, taking in the sight of her ruffled pajamas, and the blue blanket wrapped around her shoulders. She finally looked back up at C/n, pouting. ‘did you seriously wake me up to comment on my pj’s…” she teased, yawning.

“Ah, no..” C/n chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “I was actually gonna ask if I could spend the night in your room? Some drunk girl has made herself a home in mine, and she wont unlock the door…” y/n let a smile spread across her face at the idea of some girl holed up in C/n’s room, not letting him in.

“Sure,” she answered casually, opening up the door so he could come in. C/n entered, and turned back to watch Y/n shut and lock the door behind her. He quirked an eyebrow at the added security, but said nothing. C/n watched Y/n jump onto her bed, spread out in the starfish position. He chuckled, grabbing one of her pillows and setting it on the ground. Y/n sat up and watched as the boy laid down on the floor, head resting on the pillow. Her eyebrows furrowed together as she observed him attempting to get comfortable. “What are you doing down there?” she asked, pausing mid sentence to yawn again.

C/n looked up at her, his cheeks having gone slightly darker. “Sleeping?” he answered, though it sounded more like a question. “On the floor? Get up here you dork, there’s enough room for the both of us.” Y/n chuckled, scooting over and patting the empty space in the bed next to her. C/n smiled and picked up the pillow off the floor, replacing it and slowly crawling into bed. He pulled the covers up to where he liked them, and turned so that he was facing Y/n’s back.

Y/n lay as motionless as she could, she didn’t want to disturb her new guest. C/n noticed this, poking her in the back with his index finger. “You alive over there?” he joked. Y/n rolled over to face him, before fake laughing. “Hardee har- I’m fine.” She replied. C/n watched the girl for a bit, just observing her face in the dark. Y/n did the same, she never really had much of an opportunity to just watch C/n. Just then, C/n yawned, flipping onto his back. This sudden motion snapped Y/n out of it, and she too rolled over, going all the way onto her other side. C/n chanced a look back over at the girl, before scooting closer and wrapping his arms around her waist. “you know..” he muttered into her neck. Y/n felt goosebumps rise as he spoke onto her skin, and her heart fluttered at the thought of what they must look like. “I’m a cuddler; so if you really wanna share the bed, you’d better be prepared.”

Y/n blushed, and silently thanked herself for turning away from him so that he didn’t see her warm cheeks. She shrugged, sighing in content. “Fine by me…” She had liked C/n for a while now, why not embrace this?

C/n felt his chest tighten at the girls response. He smiled warmly, and snuggled further into her back, burying his head in between her head and her shoulders.

Maybe they weren’t dating, and maybe she didn’t even like him, but this was enough for now.

[myotomespace]

50 More Interesting Questions

Rules: fill this out and tag at least one person you’d like to know more about! Or just fill it out! Or don’t! Answer only some of them! Make up your own questions! “What kind of requirement is that”, you ask? A reasonable one! Who am I to tell you what to do? Anything goes!

tagged by @o0w0o :3

i’ll be tagging from the start because i want them to know about me (because i consider you my friends ^^ ) : @dreamsinparadise @mellifluoussanctuary @tentori21 @nikkihime @o0w0o …

if other people want to become my friends too i absolutely don’t mind (i’m just extremly shy i can hardly start conversations lol …) 

it’s long so i’ll put it under the cut (i had to use my laptop for Tumblr to actually accept the lenth…wtf are you doing Tumblr…)

1. What kind of food can’t you stand?: when you find something that looks disgusting and not edible tell me…you can safely count that into the list of food i can’t stand.

2. If you could choose one minor inconvenience to never have to deal with again, what would you pick?: hair…. I’m sure most girls know what i mean because it’s really annoying.

3. Have you got any useless talents?: my lack of talents ?…

4. If you could be really really good at one thing, what would it be?: DRAWING… i wish i could draw … that’ll save me alot of trouble…

5. Name a few people you think are extremely good-looking: from real people none.

6. What was your favorite way to pass the time as a kid?: i don’t remember .w. …

7. What is something you’re proud of?: i don’t think i ever did something that i could be proud of.

8. What’s one character flaw in people that you just can’t tolerate?:empty pretty words… if you don’t mean something then don’t say it !

9. Do you consider yourself to be more of a leader or a follower?:i consider myself the neutral loner… but if i’m forced then … follower leading others is a pain.

10. What kind of student are/were you?:the normal average loner student who sits at the end of the class near the window who doesn’t say or do anything unless the professor decides otherwise.

11. Butterfly effect question! Has there ever been a seemingly minor decision you’ve made (at the time) that ended up having a profound influence on your life?: making friends that clearly are only after me because of what i can offer them and then betraying me and my trust when my period of usefulness has ended… that pushed me to the red line of almost creating a double personality which is still till now in progress…

12. Name your most irrational fear/aversion: I HATE BUGS… I DON’T SCREAM ALL THE TIME WHEN I SEE THEM BUT I CAN’T STAND THEM (i once needed to use my uncle’s bathroom but inside there were 3 FLYING COCKROACHES…. I just got out before even entering)

13. Are there any fictional characters you find especially relatable?: Saizo and Masa… My personality is a mix of parts of theirs… i feel like if i add a bit of yasu into that mix i’ll be fine dealing with anything coming my way…

14. If you drink, what kind of drunk are you? Alternatively, what sort of person are you at parties?:i don’t drink so i guess we’ll never know… and i freaking hate parties… loud noise, loud people, and clearly some people who can’t help interfering or forcing what i don’t want on me.

15. Do you fall in love easily? Or does it usually take a long time for you to trust someone?: i don’t fall in love…and i learned to not trust people… if you want it you have to deserve it.

16. Would you rather have one close friend or 100 casual friends?: one close friend… isn’t that the obvious choice anyway ?

17. Do you consider yourself to be more of a slob or a neat-freak?: in between i think…

18. Describe a place (imaginary or real) that you would find incredibly cozy: that background with the cherry tree we see in Saizo’s routes…

19. Do you have kids? If not, do you want them someday?:i don’t have… i wont have… and i don’t even want to marry… (people around me keep telling me « you have to be like this or that so you can marry » it’s really annoying… well guess what i wont freaking marry you can count on that)

20. What was your favorite book as a child?: i don’t remember .w. …

21. Name one thing you just don’t get what all the hype is about: hmm, depends on my mood… lol

22. Name one thing that you think is tragically underrated: i don’t know… i don’t care about ratings… if i like something than that’s it…

23. If you had to be glued to a person for a month, real or fictional (who you have never met), who would you choose?: that would be SAIZO… but i have a complaint about the duration… i want to be with Saizo all the time, not glued but just with him…

24. What’s something you’d like the chance to do someday?:GOING TO JAPAN���!!!

25. Do you typically speak your mind when you have a controversial opinion? Or do generally prefer to not rock the boat?: i don’t speak my mind… i mind my own business.

26. What’s the dumbest fad you’ve been caught up in?:do falling unceremoniously from the stairs of my school count ?… i was in a hurry ok…and the person in front of me just abruptly stopped out of nowhere which made me miss my step… that was so embarrassing omg…

27. What’s something you thought was cool as a kid/adolescent, but now cringe at yourself for?: i don’t know… XD

28. What’s a trait you consider to be very admirable?: acceptance… accepting people as they are…

29. Is there a particular kind of item people always tend to give you as gifts? (For instance, people always get you things with ducks on them because you like ducks, etc.): i never received a gift… so i won’t know

30. Do you speak multiple languages? Which ones?:i do, leaving my mother language out (which i hate for no reason…) i speak French and English… now self-learning japanese when i have free time.

31. Would you rather live in the big city or the countryside?: countryside… i want PEACE AND QUIET.

32. Has there ever been something you were certain you’d hate, but ended up loving?: yes… though i don’t remember what it was exactly._. …

33. Do you mind being the center of attention, or do you prefer the spotlight to be on someone else?: definitely AND ABSOLUTELY NOT !  

34. Favorite holiday?: most of them

35. Are you a more go-with-the-flow type of person, or do you need to have things planned meticulously?: go with the flow xD

36. Is there something you loved so much you wish you could forget it and experience it all over again? (A tv show, book, series–anything.):i don’t want to forget it … but i want to experience it all over again.

37. What hobbies do you have?: OTOME … also cooking sweets which my mother doesn’t let me do…

38. If you could have a superpower, but it was only mildly useful, what ability would you want to have?: INVISIBILITY !! Don’t ask me why… i could spend days telling the reasons…

39. Something people are always surprised to learn about you: i don’t know… even mother doesn’t exactly know me… they only know what i want them to know…

40. Something that took you way too long to figure out: that if i want to survive in my society… i have to be always alone, indifferent and not trusting and to not freaking share my excessive kindness and sensitivity with people… because it hurts so much later…

41. Worst injury you’ve had?: i was once furious because of my professor at that time… after lunch at home father forced me to go cut a watermelon which I didn’t want to do… and because of my anger i ended up cutting deep into the skin between my thumb and index finger of my right hand… it hurt so much… and it took me a month to completely heal…

42. Any morbid fascinations?: i am not answering this

43. Describe your sense of humor:i don’t think i have it… probably sarcasm… but only inside my head.

44. If you had to be born in another era/place, which would you choose?:as long as it’s in slbp world, i don’t care :D

45. Something you are irredeemably bad at:DRAWING… which is annoying because i can’t get my OC drawn D : … and i can’t pay for a commission too TwT… oh well as long as i can imagine it in my head then it’s fine.

46. Something that sucked but you’re glad you went through: changing town every 3 or 4 years since i was a kid… thank god we don’t have to anymore…

47. Would you rather have a really godawful ugly tattoo in a place that is only slightly inconvenient to conceal with clothing (upper arm, thigh, etc.), or the coolest, most beautiful tattoo ever in the middle of your face? (Neither tattoo can be removed or concealed with makeup, and the ugly tattoo will deeply offend anyone who sees it.): both are HELL NO when i want one i’ll get it done where i want it and unless i’m certain it’ll turn out GOOD i’m doing anything… on the other hand i want to stay natural.

48. Are you more of an optimist or a pessimist?: PESSIMIST TO A FAULT…

49. What would be the most flattering compliment someone could give you?: unless you absolutely mean it then don’t even think about saying it… because you are deceiving no one…

50. Something you feel people often misunderstand about you: everything about me… people paint me in the color they want to see me in… not that i actually do something to correct it… if people really want to understand me they’ll figure it out by themselves.

[worldwarlove1]

Smoking tenants!!

Whoever may come across this post, please read everything of what I have to say, it is an issue that is very important to me (And others), one which I have been mailing many mayors, counsel members and so on throughout Ontario to try and get them to realise the severity of how cigarette smoke effects sensitive individuals like myself and others, and I will also get into the physical/etc effects that it causes me.

My message: Again, please read everything, trust me, it will all make sense. Now, for what I am about to say, I really wish that I never had to make any mods at all (What I will say never seems to be a problem in a non-smoking house that is in good enough shape though (As in most all homes) - Makes sense I guess, as you don’t have to worry about others being connected to it from elsewhere and as they are also spaced far enough apart from one another - I am okay with some smoke but here it is very high with chain smokers that just don’t quit).

Anyways, thanks so much for taking the time to read this, this is very important, both for myself and many others. I need to bring up the issue of excessive cigarette smoke. I have mods throughout my unit (I would not have done any mods if it weren’t for the smoke, and most places wouldn’t have even allowed this, so I lucked out on that one), but unless if I were to somehow seal myself in literally 100% (Which of course, even if I could, it would be a disaster) there is no way (That I know of) to always keep the smoke out.

Smoke can get through doors into the hall/elevator/come from even the tiniest of gaps/other floors/etc. Relatively often, it is horrible from outdoors late at light to early in the morning, people smoking from their balconies, in their units while leaving the door open, or opening it at random times to air out their unit, it is often the absolute worst and even new windows/doors don’t always keep it out (Drafts), and telling anyone about it does no good cause it is stuff that has to be dealt with when living in an apartment, or so I was told.

I have window curtains that are visible from the outside to make sure that the blankets covering the wall/windows and patio door are not visible/an eyesore (Shutters would be nice, but there is always some kind of draft, even with draft blockers, theres always something), as well as curtain covering them from the inside to give a nice appearance. This also still allows for nice air flow/equal pressures in and out all the gaps/draft areas of the windows so as not to cause issues with them.

Smoke (And other odours) even gets through the air ducks so yup, there taped also along with some really great sealing wrap, but no worries, cause as for the air, I’ve got a really good dehumidifier with a really good reusable filter that I use from time to time to continue to keep things under control nicely by cycling the air/keeping out the dust and regulating the humidity levels, keeping the air nice and clean/fresh.

All the mouldings, cracks in the walls/ceiling and anywhere else where my sensitive (To smoke) nose picked it up, I have taped up, and as for the bathroom, theres a person in the floor above who’s place is regularly a mess.

The coat of paint that they put on the walls covered stuff up really well (Including more of the intensities of the smells), but before I could get all that far, parts of the wall near the windows were pretty brittle and many even came off in chunks so I kind of got that takin care of along with cleaning an oven that was left full of grease and was suppose to have been takin care of. Also a loose cable outlet that thankfully still worked/works. Too, a plug socket that was not in the best of shape, so I just decided not to use it and have it covered up, but of course I didn’t notice any of that till it was too late already, but anything that happens while I’m here does get takin care of.

Another thing that could be contributing from time to time is the fact that the door of my place that leads to the hallways is the nearest to the hallway door and less so for stuff getting into other peoples units (Just a thought though). The hallway door in turn has the elevator door right by it, so any funnelling effects into or out of my place are probably cause of that, and come to think of it, the only times I really have smoke (That is easily takin care of) is when I am gone from my place for a while. Anyways, I’ve got easily placeible and removable “Glad Press’n Seal-leak proof & Airtight seal all-surface wrap” that can be reused several times and sticks really well when put over tape that I have around the edges of the door).

I also used that wrap over a couple layers of tape that went on the blankets for the windows (No need to ever replace any of it especially as I have all the side of the wrap taped to really make extra sure nothing gets through) and it keeps all those nasty odours out and there is good drafts between the windows too.

As an added bonus even on the coldest and hottest/most humid days the temp is quite stable (Only like 2-3 days a year on average when it gets a bit chilly or warm for a bit of those days, but thats it) and I don’t have to use any heating or have any air conditioning that I can’t really afford to begin with anyways, and from the outside and inside I have made sure that for me, things can be seen well enough so that they can be monitored/keeping an eye on things from time to time/when need be.

Originally, when I was going to move into this building, the place I was going to rent out was on the first floor but there was supposedly maintenance going on in there all of a sudden, so I ended up in this one instead, which overall is still pretty great, as I can have the mods that I’ve got set up.

These smokers can work around the law and there are some that smoke practically non stop here, and they can’t just simply be kicked out, and I really can not afford to be anywhere else - Especially with everything that I had to put into this place over so many months whenever I could, it would be too much of a loss for me (Even if my some unreal miracle there was another multi-dwelling/rental place that would let me do all this).

You can tell there have been many things going on for a while, by the way certain spots look that were covered up before I moved in, so none of this really surprises me all that much, but because I was able to do the stuff I did, I can keep it healthy in here. That is a big plus and during the day I moved in there was still a nasty odour out in the hall that although to a lesser extent was quite similar to what was coming from around the window/wall area. Since I was told things were inspected/etc, i wont worry about it, so long as I can keep things good in here.

Anyways, getting the curtains up was a pain, as there are softer/more brittle parts in random areas of the walls here, so I had to re-screw one of the poll/hangers ends around 5 times or so. I have also had a total of 5 holes (really, really bad spots) in my wall do to this same issue (Either a horrible string of luck or…) so I got rid of the rot just to be safe and have patch them up well enough.

I guess a sensitive nose to these kinds of things is just all part and parcel of the A, not to be confused with our eh, lolz. Anyways, to keep the air nice and fresh, I have also track the smoke down to coming through light switched and plug sockets so I have them taped up as well.

But a fair number of days it ins’t as bad and some of it goes through the hallway on and off but at times even the hallway even gets stunk up horribly (At least on the floor I’m on) and smoke still comes from units even when the doors/windows are closed. Again, I am one of those who is really sensitive to it and it isn’t as simple as just moving and even if I found some where else, I don’t know of any units that have either a zero tolerance or something like a 3 strikes and your out policy for smokers.

Usually, I am able to keep things pretty good in my place, and just as someone would have mild to moderate hay-fever, I’ve got that with cigarette smoke (Headaches, sore throat, troubles breathing, itchy skin, burning eyes/lungs, makes me feel like vomiting, messes with my head/etc).

It’s not like I can just call 911 (Anyone who makes noise, those complaints seem to be taken much more seriously than smoke, even though worldwide tobacco kills over 3mil/year-that…is…a…fact). Just to let you all know, I don’t go off automatically hat’n’ everyone who smokes…I hate the smoke itself…

It would be nice if cities/etc had apartment buildings for smokers only (As well as any non-smokers who for whatever reason/s wanted to be there as well) with the rest of the buildings being for non-smokers only so that (Allergic or not) that took bad odours (Smoke or otherwise) seriously so we don’t have to suffer whether it be anywhere from not being noticed to major, cause lets face it, it’s not healthy no matter how you look at it…