#Adults that rode with us were like... wtf???

[stevishabitat]

Behold my kiddo as a toddler with that very early special interest...

That's a Mini Cooper and a Mazda RX-8 in those little hands. The pull-back kind that go vroom.

[midnightshindig]

May we have rex splode pining for an oblivious hero/coworker reader? Don’t forgot to drink some water today! ❤️

Rex X Oblivious!Reader

(I’m like snarling and cackling at my request inbox oooo you bitches are NAWT ready for what I have cooking)

(also thank you, I drank my friends entire water bottle over a single lunch in so hydrated 💪)

Drabble below the cut!

Rex isn’t subtle, literally walked right up to you the first day of your new job as a Guardian of the Globe and asked if you wanted to “see my room?”

”Yeah, sure!!” You were bright and affable, look at you already making friends!

Rex is a little surprised at how willing you are, but Amanda clocks your naïveté and tags along.

she hangs off your arm “Yknow, I’ve never seen your room either, Rex!”

Rex is like Amanda why are you cockblocking me wtf

Amanda knows something he doesnt

You have no idea he’s flirting with you.

This sort of thing keeps happening, with Rex directly propositioning you and you accepting, thinking he means something else, and a teammate noticing and coming to your rescue

This comes to a head when fucking SHAPESMITH is stepping in on your behalf

”Hey Y/n, think you’re tall enough to ride this ride?” He smirks down at you, leaning an arm against the wall in front of you

You beam up at him with a tilted head “Why don’t we find out?” Assuming he’s going to give you a piggy back ride or something

Shapesmith over here like “Yknow *I* rode a mechanical bull for the first time the other day.” Interrupting ass

He can’t take it anymore.

“SHAPESMITH, fuck. Off.”

He just grabs your hand and pulls you away, somewhere every superhero in the building isn’t trying to sabatoge him.

Honestly, getting cockblocked so many times means he’s actually spent a good deal of time with you

Enough to know that you’re overtly oblivious but also like, cool and fun or wtv

he has a crush on you

oh my god! He facepalms internally

hes an adult man with a teenage boy crush on you holy shit

so now you’re alone with him in his room, with the door locked so nobody busts down the door, and he’s trying his best not to scare the shit out of you

you don’t even think to be scared, this is Rex we’re talking about, he’s a good guy

in your opinion, at least ^^ - so now he’s like “He Y/n, I know we’ve been hanging out a lot lately, but like I really like you and I think you’re the dopest mofo on this team”

you just nod and smile, blinking plainly

”And what I mean by that is that I REALLY like you, like a lot.”

”Awww I like you too, Rex!”

His eye twitches, he’s not sure how to get through to you

“No like- I like-like you!”

this is what he’s been reduced to. Schoolgirl confessions. At nineteen. Fuck him.

He throws caution to the wall and grabs your hands, encasing them in his own and looking intensely into your eyes

it would be romantic if he didn’t look so damn frustrated

”I want to kiss you and take you on dates because you’re super nice and hot as hell!”

oh?

OH!

Your eyes widen and your entire face goes red

”Oh- that’s so sudden!”

he could die.

”Of course I’ll go out with you!”

and the kickef

”I’ve had a huge thing for you since my first day, I’ve been trying to get some alone time but everyone else always interrupts us!” You pouted, folding your arms before playfully winking at him.

for his trouble, you give him a kiss of the cheek before standing up and straightening your shirt

”How’s tomorrow?”

He just looks at you in shock

”Tomorrow’s good. Uh, yeah…. Tomorrows good.”

”Cool!” And with that you’re out the door, skipping off to go gab about your date plans with Amanda and Rudy.

and he’s left on his bed like

”What a person….” fucking dizzy heart eye smile goofy ass

hes So excited

(sorry this high key plays out like a looney toons episode <3)

[brandyschillace]

It’s 3:30pm, and I’m having a coffee break. So how about some story time regarding one of the most embarrassing moments of my young life… which was revelatory about my character overall, if not exactly formative. it begins on a school bus. The afternoon school bus taking me, 7th grader, home.

Now, the high school and junior high were near one another, and took in students from the wide rural area surrounding. that means junior high kids rode the bus with high school kids. This is important for the story. I should also mention that my friend Tanya was also on this bus. And she had an idea.

The captain of the football team, junior, lived near her house. She had been watching him all her young life, and had developed a very serious pining crush. Now, three or four years, doesn’t make much difference to adults, but to said high school junior, she was a little kid. Hopes dashed. And yet:

When you are 13, hope springs eternal. Beyond that, there is a delicious almost tangible high that comes from being proximately near the beloved. An acknowledgement is heaven. What might help the strapping lad see and acknowledge young Tanya? Because obviously that is all that true love requires… Her brilliant plan: when her crush walks to the front of the bus for his stop, I should ‘accidentally’ bump into him, causing him to fall/sit into Tanya’s seat. (And acknowledge her in some love misted way that apparently worked in the movies she’s seen.) simple. Would I be a friend and so do?

I am also 13. I am not interested in boys. I am not at all sure about this plan. But Tanya knows my weakness. In the hallowed foyer of our school was a magical machine—a VENDING machine. It was new. It was the first one I’d ever seen. (Did I mention it was rural?) And the machine sold brownies. —Fudge-y, terrible, iced brownies with nuts, and I freaking LOVED them, but rarely had a spare 50 cents. Tanya pulls one of these bad boys out of her bag. NOW would I shove the football crush into her seat?

Oh yeah. You bet.

And here is where I begin to learn a thing about me:

1. Will work for food

2. When I commit… I COMMIT. Time is wasting, and bus slows. Here he comes from the back, jansport tossed over one shoulder, books in hand. My moment has come. I’d moved to the opposite seat along the aisle. Tanya gives me a sage nod. DO IT. Hee crush enters optimal shove zone. And I go for it.

Problem. Her crush is a junior. AND captain of the football team. There is no slight bump from a twiggy 13 year old strong enough to be noticed much less effective. The mission should have failed and I should have mumbled an apology.

BUT I DO NOT.

BECAUSE I AIN’T NO QUITTER.

So… Honestly, some of this is sort of a blank. At some point, it seemed using my entire body like a line backer would be the better option. Maybe I was influenced by his football jersey. The rest is like movie scene where all the drama / action suddenly stops and you get a freeze frame in total silence.

When I ‘come to’ as it were… I’m on the floor of the aisle. Sort of. I am straddling a man’s leg and sitting on his foot. I have been shoving (or sort of clawing at?) his rather broad torso. I *may* have been saying SIT! But I hope just in my head, as it’s weird enough. And the boy looks TERRIFIED.

The bus has stopped. Kids are staring. The driver is staring. I can mainly see upward, so take in the full view of a junior footballer holding his bag and books over his head as though I’m a rabid dog. And I can see Tanya. She has gone seven shades of WTF and is trying to disappear into her purse.

Now, there are only so many ways you can extricate yourself from a situation like this one. (Note: it is still totally silent). I scramble backward into the nearest seat, which — yes— means unwrapping myself from his leg. And then I look him full in the eye and say: “oh, excuse me” just as planned.

He says *nothing*. Just very quickly gets off the bus. Now I’m sitting next to Tanya, and the full force of what I just did washes over me so hard that I still feel it. Tanya, now squeezed so low in her seat as to be near invisible: ‘what the hell was THAT?’ I don’t know, so I say ‘you told me to!’

She very much did not tell me to squid attack a footballer. But in principle…

She tells me she will never be able to face him again. I don’t know why, I’m the one he’ll have nightmares about. Some threats about never being my friend again ensue, but ultimately end in exasperation. But—BUT:

I did a days work, dammit, I want a days wage. “You still want the stupid brownie??”

The look of surprise mixed with confusion and maybe disgust doesn’t phase me as it ought; she hands over the prize and then gets off the bus. I’m subjected to sniggering. I’m blushing.

But I ATE my brownie.

… I think there are life lessons. At least one is that I am WAY autistic. But hey. I commit. I mean, I WILL do the thing.

[theconstitutionisgayculture]

So when in was in 4th grade, 9-10 years old, I had a friend named Mike. Mike was the same age as me, as all my friends were back then because that's just how school friends worked pre-internet, and he was the single biggest bullshit artist I've ever met, even into my adulthood. Like, this kid would blatantly lie right to your face and do it with zero shame and absolutely awe inspiring confidence. Years before anyone used the term "gaslight" Mike was six city blocks of gas lamps. He once told me a detailed account of how some girl that rode the bus with us was his secret step sister and every day when he got home from school she was waiting for him, naked, to be his maid/sex slave. This girl got off the bus after him. Looking back, I'm pretty sure he didn't even know what sex was. (and it's fucking weird that a 10 year old kid was making up sex slave stories to share with another 10 year old kid so I wonder to this day what the fuck was going on with that family, but that's not the point of this. Still wtf?) That's the kind of bullshit that would come out of his mouth on a daily basis.

So, one day me and Mike were playing Connect 4. Everyone knows Connect 4. At the time, I did not know Connect 4. Mike offered to teach me how to play. Mike was also, as you can probably imagine, the sorest loser imaginable. I can only assume he thought he would beat me handedly seeing as I'd never played the game before. But, as it just so happened to turn out, Connect 4 is pretty easy to play. You try to connect 4 of your colors. That's. You know, that's it. And I'm not bragging when I say I picked it up pretty quickly, despite being more interested in the part after the game is over where you slide the little bar at the bottom and all the pieces come crashing down. I still think that's the most fun part of the game, tbh. Anyway, Mike did not like that I was winning. So after a game or two, when I got Connect 4, he suddenly stopped the game. I'd come afoul of a rule I didn't know. Apparently, I couldn't make a move to connect 4 right then. He couldn't really explain why, but he said a lot of words and assured me that I'd just made an illegal move, all the while he was taking my piece out of the game. Just, sliding it up the row I'd dropped it in while spinning line after line of pure bullshit. And this moment is what comes to mind every single time someone trots out the "prejudice plus power" BS "definition" of racism. I'm reminded of a very weird, most probably very disturbed, 10 year old gaslighting shithead desperately trying to convince me I couldn't make a totally legal move just because making that move would mean he lost the game. That's what every person, kid or adult, layman or academic, politician or pundit, sounds like when they try to explain how racism is only racism sometimes. Usually right after they say something insanely racist.

Children change the rules when they can't win within them. That so many adults carry this behavior well into their adult years is a sad sign of how far the intellectual capacity of adults has failed. And that any institution actually listens to these ridiculous rule shifts and takes them seriously is a sad sign of how far western society has fallen. Where once we perfected the debate, we're now no different from a lying ten year old kid who can't handle losing a board game.

[slasherkisss]

I warned you!!! The disappointment is so real that I can still taste it 😂 tell me how you feel, I’m intrigued as to how it’s different from when you first went into the movie lol

YOU REALLY DID AND YET I DIDN’T LISTEN. I’M A FOOL.

OKAY SO OPINIONS HERE WE GO-This got long so it’s under a read more fghghg sorry if you don’t wanna read all of it-

[SPOILERS BELOW. MAYBE? IDK I’M JUST RANTING]

Firstly I feel annoyed more than anything. I went in already to this movie having the lowest bar in the history of bars. There wasn’t a lot I was expecting from it, I never expect a sequel to give me what I want or fulfill whatever craving the plot from the first movie didn’t offer. Sequels just don’t give us that sort of freedom in our lives or satisfaction.

AND YET

I don’t feel like it ‘disregarded’ the first movie so much as it tried to ret-con a major plot point that made the first movie as unique and interesting as it was. Brahms as a character in the first movie was HUMAN. He was the lesson of the movie and the message it sent. The whole take (at least I got) from the first film was ‘Don’t take everything at face value’. We’re lead to believe that the world is supernatural in characteristic and the doll itself is haunted, only for that to be disproven when this hulking behemoth of a man crawls from the wall and pulls himself out, showing himself to be human. Showing that the real thing to fear was a human living in their house the whole time. Greta learned not to fear the spirit, but couldn’t HELP but fear the Boy.

That was the best thing a horror movie could have done! Could have played with! I thought it was a genuinely interesting plot twist that I hadn’t considered before! It was great-

But the second movie? They literally just went ‘lol jk IT WAS GHOSTS ALL ALONG’ and I think? That’s super sloppy writing and a super horrible way to handle both Brahms’ character and the subject of what he WAS. The Boy was a good movie because the threat was tangible and real. The Boy 2 gives the entire series a stale, overdone vibe that is less scary and more tense and painful to get through because all of the plot points and moments are so obvious. So overdone. So USED in supernatural horror that managing that genre is insanely difficult.

I understand that a lot of people want the ‘haunted doll’ genre to be revived. We have great movies like Dolls or Dead Silence and Chucky to lead us in that genre with their own unique sort of twists right? The Boy 2 was a shitty way to try and instate itself into those franchises. By disregarding the first movie it alienated a large portion of their fanbase and also shoved themselves unceremoniously into a genre like a bunion on God’s pinkie toe. There’s just no room for it. There’s just no explanation for it!

We’re expected to be like ‘oh the doll is evil and haunted this whole time!’ without asking ‘why is the doll haunted? what happened to get it haunted? is it possessed by a demon?’ and sure these could all be answered by another movie in the franchise but I pray to THE SWEET HORROR DIETIES OF MODERN AMERICAN CINEMA that a Boy 3 never comes into production for as long as I shall live. We don’t NEED to follow this line of storytelling. We didn’t NEED a haunted doll to begin with!

They had a brilliant shot in created something even more creepy than the last one! An option to have this family move into this large house. For Brahms to get jealous of the child or groom him and the family into being HIS. For the mother, already shaken and mentally unstable, to find comfort in Brahms and treat him like her own, slowly descending into paranoia. For Jude to find this grown man and talk with him like he was a child, hands touching and jealousy burning and hope sparking that Brahms can have this life. This family. They could have put Brahms’ spirit inside the doll even! A tale of revenge with flashbacks of a grown man struggling with his family. Struggling with killing people. Struggling with getting out of his childhood persona only to fall further into it as he takes over the life of another child.

Instead they copped out and rode on Annabell’s coat tails with a shaky cinematic series of cheap jump scares and animal death. Rather than working with the building blocks they had in the first movie, the start of a good and possibly new way to work with the Slasher Genre (something I’ve been CRAVING because the slasher genre has been so overdone since its golden age imo that creating a new twist to it is hard) they decided that the ‘spoopy doopy spaghetti’ way of filming would be ‘better’ somehow?

I’m like. Genuinely confused on how this movie got green lit like.

Did the dudes pitching this be like ‘YES PEOPLE LIKED THIS MOVIE ONLY FOR THE CUTE DOLL WE SHALL USE HIM IN THE MAIN MOVIE’ instead of seeing the list of people admiring Brahms the ADULT and being impressed with his acting and form and storyline? Did they really feel like pushing over building blocks of the first movie was necessary to build something they wanted upwards, even if it meant hurting and disappointing so many people who supported it?

I would have loved something with Jude as an unreliable narrator! Of his mom as a focus with Brahm’s holding her in his interest! Instead they made Jude a conduit for a boring tale and the mom an overbearing mess who used her child as a scapegoat to avoid talking about her own traumas (which I understand, its a coping mechanism and the things that they went through were terrifying to the point where she feels like shoving it down is safer but still) 

ALSO SIDE NOTE WTF WAS THE THING GROWING INSIDE OF BRAHMS AT THE END? Like seriously the maggoty skull baby was a demon forming or something? He was hallow the first movie and WE KNOW IT WE SAW HIM SMASHED. I think that coping out with ‘oh it was JOE who put him together the whole time’ and teasing us that he was alive only to say ‘lol no’ was a dick move. And How did the Demon Brahms Baby get into the doll? What was it DOING? WAS IT MANIFESTING INTO THE SON OF SATAN? WAS IT GONNA POP OUT OF THE DOLL’S CHEST ALIEN STYLE AND WREAK HAVOC ON THE WORLD? And what about Jude at the end? Did Brahms SEIROIUSLY possess him after all the hooplah about destroying Brahms? Does Jude have split personality due to the trauma? it was such a horribly loose ending that there was no satisfaction from it. There was no interest in keeping it to my memory. It was BORING AND ANNOYING AT BEST and poorly written and badly executing at worst. 

TLDR; The Boy 2 was a really shitty way of trying to pull a perfectly good psychological slasher tale from one genre and force it into another genre with jumpscares and effects and plot twists that were easy to see coming. It sucked to me and I wish I could find some way to enjoy it but honestly it was just >:/ Thanks for coming to my TED TALK-

[lovemesomesurveys]

“The rest of your life” Are you independent or dependent? Both, but definitely more dependent. Even more so these past few years.

If you could put your life into a category, where would it go? I feel like this would be easier to answer if you gave a list of categories. I don’t know what kind of insight you’re looking for. <<< Yeah, I have no idea how to answer this.

How many animals do you have? I have one doggo. <3

Are you popular? Nope. Never was and that’s perfectly fine.

What time were you born? Around 430PM.

Have you had any candy this week? Nope.

Are you more afraid of tornadoes or hurricanes? I’ve never experienced either one, but they both sound terrifying.

Do you like those nerd glasses? I don’t know what “nerd glasses” you’re referring to.

Have you ever been in a fist fight? Nope. Or any kind of physical fight.

What color is your house? Beige.

When was the last time you saw a rainbow? Hmm. I don’t remember.

Have you ever ate a crayon? Nope.

Ever rode in a helicopter? Yes, after my accident I had to be flown to another hospital.

Do you like rabbits? Sure.

Do you like mushrooms? Nope.

“It’s like you step into the room and just press play” What was the last movie you cried at? On Halloween I rewatched It Chapter 2 and the ending always gets me in the feels with what happens to Eddie, when it shows the loser’s club as kids and then adults, and the letter from Stanley.

What ice cream flavor best describes your personality? Vanilla cause I’m plain and simple and “innocent”, ha.

Would you rather work for a small or large company? I don’t know.

Where's your favorite place to buy clothes? Boxlunch and Hot Topic.

How many languages do you speak? Just one fluently. I can speak some Spanish, though. 

What was the worst movie you've ever seen? Hm. There’s been several wtf movies, but I don’t know what I’d say was the worst. I don’t feel like thinking much about it.

What video game have you played the most? Mario bro games and most recently Animal Crossing: New Horizons. I’ve been playing that just about everyday for a lot of this year.

What was your favorite TV show as a child? Nick Jr shows, Playhouse Disney shows, Arthur, The Big Comfy Couch, Tiny Toon Adventures, Animaniacs, Bobby’s World, some Cartoon Network cartoons, and Saturday morning cartoons like Recess and Pepperann.

What's your favorite sport? None.

If you were given a brand new yacht, what would you name it? I have no idea. 

Do you believe there’s life on other planets? Not in the form of ugly green creatures with odd shaped heads.

What was the worst place you ever traveled to? Hm. I haven’t been anywhere I didn’t really like.

What is one thing you’re really bad at? Life.

Do you believe in angels? Yes.

Would you rather be a famous actor or musician? Neither.

“where have you been all my life?” If you could have invented one thing, what would it have been? I don’t know.

What's your favorite exercise workout? I don’t have one. I don’t exercise :X

What's your favorite thing to do? Some things I like to do include surveys, reading, watching YouTube, scrolling through Tumblr, and checking my social medias.

What did you do for your 17th birthday? I’m sure dinner with family. Probably invited my aunts and cousins over.

Does your local Wal Mart have benches in them to rest? Yeah.

Was your favorite stuffed animal really a teddy bear growing up? I got more into stuffed animals as I got older to be honest when I started collecting giraffe stuffed animals.

If your house was haunted, what would you do? Uhh I don’t know.

Are you crazy in love currently? No.

Are you good at swimming? No, I can’t swim.

What's worse: Slow internet or slow walkers? Slow internet is suuuuper frustrating.

What is the rudest thing a guy has ever done to you? Use me and play me.

Do you sleep with the sheets tucked in or out? Out.

What do you do to fall asleep faster? I don’t have much say when I fall asleep, but to try and help with that I listen to ASMR.

Do you carry a bottle of water wherever you go? No.

Ae you afraid that one day you might get cancer? It is something I’m afraid of. I’m someone who tends to think it’s always a possibility whenever something is wrong or I’m really sick.

“Letters to Juliet” Are you a fast or slow walker? I’m a fast wheeler.

Do you usually have to wear a belt with your pants? I never wear a belt.

Does it bother you when people's underwear hangs out? Kinda cause as someone in a wheelchair I’m at the level of a lot of people’s behinds lol and yeah, I don’t particularly want to see their underwear. Even worse if their ass is hanging out.

Are you usually the person to try new things with your hair? No.

When's your birthday? July 28th.

Do you own a bobble-head toy? Yes.

What color was the towel you used to dry off with today after a shower? I haven’t showered yet today.

Has anyone ever walked you home? Yeah.

Have you ever liked someone and they were taken? Yes.

When was the last time you went fishing? I’ve only tried it once, briefly. It wasn’t my thing.

True or false: You've read the book Lord of the Flies? True.

Have you heard of the band Yellowcard? Yep. 

Have you ever seen the show Teen Wolf? I never got into it.

Do you have any quotes, lyrics etc on your walls? No. Are you a fan of Star Wars? Yes. I finally caught up on season 2 of The Mandalorian so far last night.

“Our parents never let us cross the street, but we did it anyway” Has anyone ever told you that you have nice hair? Yes.

What brand of camera do you own? I use my iPhone XR.

Is there something you're not looking forward to? My next doctor appointment.

Have you ever read the book Thirteen Reasons Why? Yep, back when I was in high school.

Do you wear white pants? No. I avoid wearing white cause I’m a slob haha.

When was the last time you were really angry? My doctor pisses me off. I don’t know why it’s so hard to get a call back regarding some lab results. I call and they say they’re waiting for the doctor to look over them and they’ll call me back to let me know but ugh it’s been taking days.

Have you ever made a 3 pointer in a basketball game? I’ve never participated in a basketball game.

Do you think you look better with your hair up or down? Down, but I always throw it up because it’s easier to deal with. I don’t have the energy or motivation to style or do anything with it.

Do you warm up before you hardcore exercise? I don’t hardcore exercise. Or exercise at all.

Do you want a pair of Converse shoes? Not currently.

Are you more of a studs or hoops type of person when it comes to earrings? Studs.

How many shirts do you have of your favorite band? Two.

Turn on the TV. What channel are you on? It’s already on, it’s currently on The Hallmark Channel. 

Have you ever wore a tie before? No.

What did you have for breakfast this morning? I haven’t ate anything yet today, it’s only 5:28AM.

“For the Krusty Krab” Are you good at art? Nope, not at all.

How many times have you read your favorite book? I don’t reread books, actually. 

Name one thing that you really hate. My health.

Have you ever tried walking on stilts? No. That would be impossible for me.

Is there a war that you find interesting? I’ve read the most about the Civil War and Abraham Lincoln. Especially for one of my community college history classes because the professor was a big Lincoln buff and I did a paper on Lincoln and the war.

Would you rather live in the city or country? City.

Do you think $7 is too much for a movie ticket? $7 is okay, but our movie tickets are more than that.

Would you like to be a newscast person? No. Fun fact: I was one of the newscasters on my elementary school’s news program when I was in the 7th grade, though. I enjoyed it, it was fun. It was nerve wracking, too, cause I went to a k-8th grade school and the news program played in every single grade/classroom. 

Do you like word searches, coloring or crosswords better? I enjoy word searches and coloring.

Close your eyes and press a random key on the keyboard. j

How many William’s do you know? I don’t know any.

What time did you wake up this morning? It’s 5:34AM, I haven’t gone to bed yet.

Do you enjoy crutches? I’ve never used them, but does anyone actually enjoy them? They’re beneficial and necessary for some, so it’s great that they exist, but I don’t know if anyone actually enjoys them.

What's better: Snapple or Arizona tea? I used to love Arizona teas when I was a teenager. The green tea and the watermelon flavors were my favorite.

Make a word out of the word: Dinosaur. Sound.

“she said I love this song, I’ve heard it before” When you were younger, did you play with legos? Yeah.

Do you like Trix cereal? Yes. I haven’t had it in several years, though.

Do you get nervous easily? Yesss.

How long is your Facebook password? Uh, I’m not sharing that.

Do you like the movie Mean Girls? Yes.

How do you want your wedding to be? I don’t plan on getting married.

Have you seen the movie or show Catfish? Both. I love the tv show.

Do you hate it when you arrive to something early? No, I hate when I arrive to something late.

Have you ever been on Omegle? Yes.

Are you still in love with one of your exes? Nope. I moved on years ago.

Do you think it's attractive when guys wear beanies? It can be, sure.

What's something that makes you feel shy in public? Being in crowded places is one.

Do you like the shows on MTV? I like Catfish and the Teen Mom shows.

If you could go back and relive one day, what day? Hm. I’d have to really think about that if it was just one day.

What's one word you hate to be called? Sensitive. I know I am, but I hate being told “I’m too sensitive.” Plus sometimes it’s like, “no, maybe you’re just mean?” 

[chibipika]

Oh my god, I’m digging through old files on my backup harddrive and I found this dream from 2011 in which me, @antialiasis, and a baby dragon are on the run from The King of Everything.  It is absolutely batshit and I love it:

Okay, so for some reason I was hanging out with Dragonfree.  What the hell, subconscious?  Why do you always stick my online acquaintances into my dreams?  (I think it’s a side effect of that time in my life where all I had were online friends and the fanfic forum was pretty much my entire life, even though that was like 6 years ago.)  But at least this time it sort of makes sense—I’ve been working on an off on the Ouen dragons piece a lot lately, adding little touches here and there when I’m bored, so people often ask me what it is, so I frequently launch into explanations of, “Oh hey there’s this writer with a cool fanfic, and I’m doing fanart of it.”  “Hey what’s it about?”  “Well, it’s kind of hard to explain the plot because it’s basically an awesome reworking of silly ideas from when she was 12.” “ROFL THAT SOUNDS LIKE YOU.” “Erm….yeah.  -_-“

Okay then, random tangent aside I was hanging out with Dragonfree I guess.  No explanation given.  At least my dream self wanted an explanation, though never actually got one.  I was at my home house instead of my school house which makes slightly more sense (If I were European I’d sooner visit the US East coast/NY area than the friggin Midwest.)

Kay, I swear the plot was awesomely detailed and amazing but now it is starting to sound really silly and I’m not sure why I’m writing it down. Dangit.  It started out like...pretty mediocre at my house (or what was supposed to be my house but looked nothing like it, what.)  I think there was some subplot involving something going wrong with her website (some of the layouts weren’t working which was apparently a sign of someone currently stealing things from it?  What??? Also one of the styles was really cool and best described as a matrix Articuno.  YES.)  I dunno. And then there was a hilarious part where my sister walked though the kitchen into the computer room and said something like “When did Beth get here?”  And I’m like “Wtf, that’s not Beth.”  But then I walked into the room and it was. (So now Beth was somehow at my house too?  How did all these people get here?)  Dragonfree was in fact back in the kitchen on the computer that was for some reason there (no, not my laptop…a random desktop in the kitchen), and Beth did not appear for the entire rest of the dream. *shrug*  Though amusingly at this point I wondered, “Hey since this isn’t the internet, should I call you Dragonfree or by your real name?”  but never actually asked it.  So I went the whole dream without addressing her by any name (not as weird as it sounds—I don’t use people’s names often.)

But all of this random crap quickly derailed into something involving DRAGONS HOLY CRAP.  Okay, so I actually can’t remember how the dragons plotline started dang.  I think there were like, different types of dragons (one for each element?  This was completely unrelated to Pokémon, however. In fact, I don’t think anything Pokémon ever came up, other than that random bit about her site.  I don’t have Pokémon dreams often.  What the hell, subconscious.)  I think we had the earth dragon or something except I guess it was a baby.  And then like, the queen of the world ordered the dragons (she had a lot of them I think) to kill people, except each dragon’s power was only effective on certain people, and the Earth dragon was supposed to kill us.  I think I ran and hid in a bush (yeah…because that would save me from the elemental dragon…) but since the Earth dragon was just a baby its power didn’t kill us (and I was confused about why the other dragons’ attacks didn’t hurt because I didn’t know about the whole only-effective-on-certain-people thing).  So then I emerged from my hiding place and I think a lot of time had gone by because I saw the events in a slow, limited-animation cutscene type thing (hey…sorta like that game concept art my group’s been planning.)  Well the earth dragon was now an adult.  I met up with Dragonfree at some sort of dessert table where a servant was putting together sweets for the king.  Things like chocolate covered pretzels and bananas. I guess I felt like trolling the king or something, so I stole one of the chocolate bananas, and then we ended up having the guards sent after us (yeah, way to go dream self.)  We hopped on a train (like an old style steam engine) except it was rather small, and intended for little kids.  Well lo and behold my youngest sister was there.  We rode on the train for a bit until my sister climbed on top to check something and was doing it all very not-carefully like someone who has totally climbed on top of a train and started opening hatches a hundred times in their life.  Well something went wrong and then she fell off and got tangled in some vines and then the train tried to go through an insanely small tunnel and started shrinking, so we had to get off.  And then we found the earth dragon!  Except he was a baby again OKAY THEN.

(Thus far there hasn’t been much dialogue only because I can’t remember it.  Everyone was actually talking a lot more than this implies. They weren’t all just standing there.) Also I think I spent most of the dream wondering when Dragonfree was going to go back home.  Because “oh yeah we’re on adventure and running for our lives, but hey please don’t leave in the middle of all this I wanna hang out some more.” Uh huh.  This makes even less sense when you consider that there are no countries and the king of everything is after us.

Well this time the queen was there with the guards so we ran away into this sort of maze of stairs vaguely like a kids’ play area except kind of more serious business.  Some of the stairs were in fact escalators that were broken down, and others were so small that we had to slide down then and we were doing pretty good at avoiding the guards.  We all regrouped and figured out a way onto the third floor, at which point we were feeling pretty clever, but then WE RAN INTO THE QUEEN OH SNAP.  But she was actually on our side the whole time! I think this made more sense in the dream (maybe she knew the earth dragon wouldn’t kill us with its attack? But what about all the people killed by the king’s fire dragon?)  Well she did something to the stair area to prevent the guards from getting through while she made a deal with us.  So then we had the queen with us, yay?

We were now heading up a mountain!  I have no idea what we were looking for at the top.  Except first we had to go though some sort of summer-camp type area, where they made us go though inspection (okay?)  This involved pushing us under streams of water which I thought were going to be freezing but were actually kind of warm.  Kay then.  During the next part we were all in a building (at the camp I guess) and a bunch of the campers were watching tv. At this point I thought to myself “Hey it’s weird how this dream is still continuing even though I’m awake.” WHAT?  So I thought this part was real, but I was still dreaming it…even though it was real?  Now, there have been times I’ve been able to continue a dream while awake and have it actually fit in the dream, as opposed to the lame crap you usually try to add to a dream shortly after awakening until you realize “wait my logic works now and this is stupid.”  But anyways…I think around this point was I finally going to ask Dragonfree, “Hey we’ve been running all over a crazy kingdom all day and I’m still not sure what to call you since this isn’t the internet and all.”  But at that point I woke up.  Well…damn.  I mean, it’s better than when you have a dream end at a super-suspenseful point (since we were kind of just wasting time at a camp and I don’t even think the earth dragon was with us anymore).  But still I felt the need to go run and grab my laptop and start writing all this down and highly confusing my roommates in the process.

And holy crap LOOK HOW MUCH I WROTE IN HALF AN HOUR.  Why can’t I write my fic this fast?

[brandysadventureblog]

Gifford Pinchot National Forest Loop (WA State)

8/2/20-8/4/20

Day 1: Cascade Locks to Trout Late (43.64 miles / 2,542 ft elev. gain)

Day 2: Trout Lake to Lower Lewis River Falls (40.31 miles / 2,491 ft elev. gain)

Day 3: Lower Lewis River Falls to Cascade Locks (49.43 miles / 2,805 ft elev. gain)

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Another reason I wanted to revisit this blog is because I wanted to write about the weekend bike trip I was able to do this past summer. It was really important to me and I’d been wanting to share my experience for a while but I didn’t because ~reasons~ (the same ~reasons~ I vaguely alluded to in the previous post). It also felt like I wouldn’t be able to accurately convey what this trip meant to me in words, but that doesn’t mean I can’t try.

After my first two bike trips, I set the goal of doing at least one major bike trip per year. Turns out being an adult with responsibilities isn’t the most amenable to that plan. Other adventures were had, but no bike trips lasting more than one night. This past summer, I was determined to change that.

I had first planned this route back in the summer of 2017.  Unfortunately, the weekend I planned to do it was the hottest weekend of that summer. Also, all of Oregon was on fire. I finished the first day feeling like I had just biked 40+ miles in high 90 degree temps while breathing in forest fire smoke... because that’s exactly what I had just done. I decided it probably wasn’t safe to continue on and I had a friend come pick me up the next day.

I attempted the route again in May 2019. This time I couldn’t even finish the first day. For various reasons, I was dealing with intense body fatigue and I could hardly even pedal on flat ground. Feeling defeated, I had to have my friend come and rescue me again, just six miles short of the campground.

This time around, I was determined to not fail a third time. I decided to actually train for it and began biking almost every day starting at the beginning of the summer. Even getting back into the training rides, I felt myself coming alive again. I didn’t realize how much I missed biking and it was so refreshing to get it back.

When the trip weekend came around, I was excited but nervous. I was in better biking shape than I had been in years, but this route had wrecked me twice before and there were some pretty big mental hurdles to overcome. I was shaking as I crossed over Bridge of the Gods to start, but as I rode further and further down WA SR-14, I started to hit my stride. Turns out bike touring is much like... riding a bike (sorry, I had to). The entire ride went pretty smoothly and, before I knew it, Day One was in the books.

Day Two was a completely different story. After an hour of biking straight uphill, my bike chain broke. I had a spare emergency link but I couldn’t get it to click. The only thing I could really do is coast back downhill to the general store to get to wifi and figure out what to do from there. Right before getting into town, I lost my coasting momentum and had to walk. A few minutes into the walk, I got approached by a couple who said they were also cycle tourists. They asked me what was wrong and how they could help. I told them I needed a new chain, but the closest bike shop was almost an hour’s drive away. To my surprise they were like, “Cool. Let’s go there.” It was a total faith in humanity restoring moment. They were the nicest couple and we got to chat about our past trips on the drive. After the new chain was installed, they dropped me off at the exact spot my chain had broken that morning and I was back on my way.

Or so I thought. All of a sudden, my bike wouldn’t shift gears. I realized there was something wrong with my bike derailleur. Luckily I was able to do some quick roadside bike maintenance and continue on with the climb. The first half of the ride was entirely uphill and the last half was entirely downhill. After the chain mishap, the derailleur issue, and a couple hours of straight climbing, I was looking forward to an easy end to the day. Turns out Day Two wasn’t done with me yet.

Shortly after I began my hard-earned descent, I started to come across some road closed signs. I figured there were maybe some downed trees that cars couldn’t pass by but that I could get around with my bike. I was right—there were a couple downed trees blocking the road. Turns out there was also a section of the road that had been completely washed out except for a tiny sliver just wide enough to very carefully walk my bike over if I took everything off. It took me a few trips to bring my bike across along with all of my gear, but I made it past just fine.

I loaded the bike back up and resumed speeding down the mountain. I zoomed around a hairpin turn where I discovered ANOTHER section where the road had completely washed away. This one was even worse than the other. I actually had to bring the bike down into the crater and push it up a steep incline to get to the other side. The loose gravel made it hard to get my footing and I definitely got close to falling into the abyss several times. For both of these situations, I want you to imagine it being precarious enough to be exciting but not so dangerous as to make you worry that I did something stupid (although it was admittedly probably closer to the latter).

Just as my bike and I emerged on the other side of the crater, a car came rolling around the corner. They had apparently also not been informed that the road had been yeeted down the mountain. I asked if the rest of the route had any more surprises for me and they informed me that, other than some potholes, the road was more or less intact. That was a huge relief as I had been contemplating heading back up the hill to the previous night’s campground because I was worried that I’d come across something even more impassable than what I’d already experienced. The car turned around and I loaded my bike back up. Once I was sure they were well out of earshot, I screamed at the top of my lungs like Jack and Fabrizio on the bow of the Titanic. (For the record, I did not scream that I was the king of the world, but I damn sure felt like it.) 

The rest of the route was pretty chill, but I was running several hours behind schedule. When I rolled into the campground, there weren’t any sites available. I decided to make several loops, looking as tired and hungry as I could, hoping someone would take pity on me and offer to let me set up my tent on their site. I must have looked pretty pitiful because it only took me two loops before a woman named Verna asked if I wanted to stay on her site with her and her daughter. Apparently she used to be an avid cyclist and was excited to see me roll up on my bike.

Day Three was comparatively uneventful other than I biked up a fucking mountain. I can’t remember if it was the most elevation I’ve covered in one day, but it was certainly done in the most condensed number of miles. My strategy was to bike for half a mile (slightly more if I could), wait for my quads to stop screaming, bike for another half mile, and repeat that until I got to the pretty viewpoint that let me know I had reached the top. While I was enjoying the view, a woman came up to me and socially distantly tossed me a pack of energy chews to help get me through the rest of the ride. She informed me that she was a cyclist (wtf does everyone bike here?) and that she carries around energy chews to give to anyone she comes across doing a long bike ride. She invited me to join her and her (making some big assumptions here) gaggle of older lesbian friends (I think she was also making some big, but accurate assumptions about me) on their hike. Any other day, I would’ve loved to join their gay little hiking crew, but my legs wouldn’t have appreciated it that day and I had to decline.

The rest of the ride was all downhill and there was nary another human in sight for a good chunk of it. I used that as an opportunity to sing Brandi Carlile songs loudly and off-key and shout various obscenities at the top of my lungs. When you have an opportunity to do that, I highly recommend not passing it up as it’s very cathartic. I took some obligatory, self-timer photos in front of the Bridge of the Gods sign (oh hey, Cheryl Strayed) before rolling back to my car in Cascade Locks, feeling prouder of, and more like, myself than I had in years. 

I’m not really a God person, but it did feel like something larger than myself was at work here. (Seriously, what are the chances that I would find the exact two people I needed to to take me to get a new chain and that a random car would pull up to a washed out section of a closed road to let me know that the rest of the route was clear??) Everything aligned on this trip just as it needed to. I wasn’t meant to complete that route the first two attempts. I needed to complete it at that very moment in my life. I didn’t quite know at that time that I’d be making some really important life decisions just a few weeks after the end of that trip, but that trip helped give me some of the strength that I needed to move forward with those decisions. There’s really nothing like a bike trip to help you realize your self-worth, to remind you that you can do hard things, and to relearn to rely on yourself while staying open to the help and support others are offering you.

[ibijus]

tagged by @weeping-detective AW YISS LETS GO

20 facts about me:

1. People assume I’m The Quiet One™ and god knows how many times I've used that at my favor... I’m The One With The Awful Ideas That’ll Get Someone Hurt And Yet Everyone’s Onboard.

2. When I was 8 I had a liiiiittle accident while playing at school that ended with a cut at my wrist that bled everywhere while I, no joke, ran and screamed around WHIT MY EYES CLOSED. The scar is giant yet nobody ever asks about it probably fearing to trigger me lol

3. Had my vesicle removed when I was 14. Recovery time is super quick and the surgery is very easy so when I told people at school I had surgery not long before classes began some people didn’t even believe me because I waited over half an year to actually mention it (it was a new school and stuff.

4. Me and my brother share a room, there’s a wood divisor and I even have my own door but he gets the window. Lil shit will listen to music and play games at full volume but I need to listen to my pop garbage with headphones on or he laughs at my music taste, the absolute ass.

5. Growing up people would assume me and my cousin where twins.

6. We had this house with a pool at the back and one day mom call’s everyone for lunch and I show up dripping and she’s like WTF CHILD turns out I jumped the fence to the pool and got inside. I was… Less than 4 years old? At best 4 years old. Mom and dad had to leave the pool only half filled from that point forward because they didn’t trust me to not fricking drown myself. THAT WAS A WISE CHOISE, I ALSO WOULDN’T TRUST CHILD ME.

7. So, when I was born we had this HUGE dog, Leo, and my parents were afraid that he’d eat me lol but tbh he’d be able to eat newborn me in one bite TURNS OUT he loved me to bits and once I rode him and he was like “wtvr tiny human lets go” and I was freaking out because I’m not a cowboy tnks but it was only a few steps and he sit down and I slid from his back and fell on my bottom on the floor behind him

8. I had 9 hamsters.

9. I HAD LITTLE CHICKS. Funny story, there were two of them and one day they were gone and my mom told me she gave then to a friend of my brother whose uncle had a little farm where they would grow up happy and healthy. Few years forward family is chatting and brother turns to mom and say “remember those chicks you gave to some random guys? Lol I bet they ate them” and I immediately turned to them like EXCUSE ME I DIDN’T KNOW ABOUT THAT and they froze and I still remember the way my mother looked at my brother like he had betrayed her…

10. Once my brother hid a giant screw driver in my school bag and I sat right in front of the teacher’s desk, so I’m fishing for my books and suddenly pull that huge stupid things and everyone around me is silent and the teacher does a double take on me and say “now is not woodwork class” and I didn’t talk to my brother for a few days because of that (to this day he’s very proud of that and adores when I retell him what happened that day in class)

11. My grades where atrocious until right before high school.

12. My grades at high school were great then good then “yeah it’s passable” but that was the time I met my BEST FRIENDS.

13. Somewhere in the house there’s a Harry Potter notebook where I used to write poetry. I’ve been searching for it for years because it needs to be BURNED.

14. Once as a child I cried watching the Care Bears. (there was one bear that was sad because he was alone but it turns out everyone was planning him a surprise party and I cried SO HARD, I bet I’d cry again if I saw it now)

15. A lot of people assume I do drugs?? Mostly weed. It happened SO MANY TIMES I just find it funny now but for f cks sake no I don’t smoke weed, I’m very against drugs to the point even I find myself annoying about this topic LET ME BE CHILL WITHOUT ASSUMING I’M HIGH PLS I ASSURE YOU ON THE INSIDE I’M SCREAMING

16. When I was a kid I thought that if you lost an arm or leg it would grow back, but it only happened until a certain age, because I had seen adults without a member but never children so I never feared that one day I’d do something stupid and lose an arm or leg. GOOD THING I NEVER PUT THAT ONE TO TEST.

17. I wear glasses since I was 5 and I really want to do the surgery to get rid of them.

18. There are two things I’d love to say on a fight but the opportunity never shows itself: 1. The only reason I’m not your father is because your mother didn’t have change for a 50; and 2. Smell my balls. I don’t even know, it makes me GIGGLE just thinking about it.

19. I think I threw up in every school trip I even went…

20. I’m VERY proud of this one: my brother is kind of a germaphobe and when we were kids and I got REALLY MAD at him I’d wait for dinner and when he turned around I’d sip from his cup. I wouldn’t tell him anything or act any different, just take tiny sips… A few years ago I finally turned to him and told him “when we were kids and you were an ass I’d wait for you to turn around and I’d drink from your cup.” His face. His fucking face. It made it worthy waiting all those years to disclosure my villainous acts. I’m proud.

TAG TIME! (if you want to, of course) @emeraldonyxdragon @earl-of-221b @dulcetailurophile @thegreatkitto idk guys if someone else want to do it and tag me I’ll love to read and like ;D

[yellow-regret]

When was the last time you wanted to wear something but it was still ‘in the wash’ or ‘not yet dried’? a few weeks ago i think 

Any new subjects for the upcoming school year? well idk something a bit more advanced video editing and film production stuff

Last time you got a haircut? like a month ago??? and i already look like i haven’t had one in months

Have you ever rode Business Class? hahahaha nope

Paris, Texas or Paris, France? france

How much time/percentage is left on your laptop battery? 91%

Do you like to know how things are made? yeah sometimes but mostly i’m not that interested

Care to post the most recent tagged picture of you on Facebook? no

Is there any song that’s stuck in your head? i’m listening to the suburbs by arcade fire so that right now

What does your school bag look like? i use several different fabric bags

Is it anyone’s birthday today? well yeah but not anyone’s i know about

Where was the last place you dined in with your friends? hesburger..... no fine dining for me

Name all the websites on your bookmark toolbar here! i don’t have one

Have you actually ever eaten a wedding cake? yeah and i’ve eaten a lot better cakes than it was ha ha

Gotcher back to school outfit yet? Or do you just don’t care? lmao i don’t care

Do you think some babies are ugly? wtf :DDDDDDDD well i really don’t like babies and i have no opinion of this

Do you think Fall Out Boy is gonna be a classic band, like Queen or AC/DC? definitely....

Who are you usually attracted to in bands, the singer, the guitarist, bassist, or drummer? i honestly have no idea and i don’t really think about stuff like that anymore that much

Who did you have your most amazing kiss with? idk man none of them have been that amazing so i hope that is yet to come

Have you ever hugged a stranger? yes

What’s a random act of kindness you have done to help a stranger? ummm some stuff like picking up coins (and given back obviously) that some old people have dropped at the cashier but nothing that big??? would be cool to do something tho

Has a Youtube video of yours ever gotten over 10,000 views? nope

What’s a fear you’ve conquered? well i used to be really bad at doing official phone calls (or any phone calls to strangers in general) and they caused me a lot of anxiety but i’ve gotten a bit better at it

Have you ever hugged someone for over a minute? probably??? idk

Have you ever received a homemade card from someone? yeah

Would you ever get a tattoo on your collar bone? nahhhhh

Ever had a drunken night in Mexico or Las Vegas? not yet at least lmao

Where would you go on a road trip with your best friend? idk anywhere basically

Do you know anyone with Harry Potter glasses? ummmmm no

Longest you’ve ever stayed on the phone? like half an hour i think

Have you ever been in a relationship on and off for more than a year? no

What about just for a year straight? no

How many high schools are in your city/town? only one :DDDDD

If offered, would you want to go to fashion week in Paris? why not

If you had to get famous for one of the following, which would you choose: music, acting, writing, modeling? writing or acting but blehhh i wish i was good at something

What do you think of girls with huge boobs that don’t wear bras in public? i don’t care, everyone can do whatever they want with their boobs

Do you even like politics? liking politics sounds so weird but i’m interested in it a little bit, mostly it just makes me annoyed tho

What’s it like at raves? i don’t think i’ve ever been at a proper one but i’d love to go

Would you rather lose your best friend or your boyfriend? i have neither

Do you think people who pay hundreds of dollars on perfume are ridiculous? yes

What is the last thing you tried on in a store? a really lovely knitted shirt i couldn’t afford to buy at the time :(((((

Do you ever sleep through your alarm? like every day but not by accident

What is the dominant color in the room you’re in? white

When did you realize you are no longer a child? i’ve never thought about it???? probably when i moved out and had to start taking care of adult things myself

Is sleeping naked more comfortable then in clothes? it depends

What is your morning routine? nowadays it seems to be sleeping too late, having some coffee and maybe eating something if i have time, putting some clothes and makeup on and then leaving to school feeling like i’m still asleep

Have you already met your true love? no

Have you ever had a dream in which you were making out, or more, with someone? yes

Do you prefer to fix the problems or just end the relationship? well as a person who has never had a proper relationship it’s hard to say but i think i want to at least try to fix the problems