#I dont have income to get to places like that so i need help

[800-dick-pics]

Help me take care of my Black Disabled Elder!!!

I have been caretaking for one of my elders (without pay) because there is nobody else but me to do it. I NEED at the very least $175 to be able to take them to doctors and PT appointments. Its getting urgent! I do not have enough money to take them to PT TOMORROW DEC 8TH!!! If there is nobody there to help my family member then they will be UNABLE TO HEAL FROM MAJOR SURGERY! Please just help if you can. I am so stressed about making this appointment.

$175 GOAL!!!

CA: $sleepyhen

VN: wildwotko

DM 4 P@ypal

[phayz]

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[miss--river]

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[nomairuins]

and also it doesnt even matter if i miraculously get a job tmrw bc we don't have a car . and im too out of shape to walk anywhere bc everything is far away . so i genuinely dont jnow what to do

[sillypilled-friendcel]

ignore this

[alchemiclee]

what if I made an application for people to fill out to become my potential partner that helps me move to canada fbdndnej i dont get how people just meet someone and they start dating. I feel like I need a whole application and review and interview process to try to choose the best candidate ?????? 😅

[daisymbin]

do you hate me? (no, i don't, princess.) - choi seungcheol

warnings: mentions of alcohol (slightly intoxicated reader)

pairings: choi seungcheol x afab reader

genre: best friends to lovers, fluff, slight angst

a/n: i know i did best friends to lovers for wonwoo already but this has been sitting in my drafts for quite awhile and also, tbh this is probably one of my fav tropes hahaha enjoy!

check out my masterlist! // cheol's m.list

seungcheol's pov

''cheol-ah...do you hate me?''

''no, my love, i dont.'' i watch as a small smile flashes across her flushed cheeks. im not sure why i even responded to her at all seeing how drunk she was. she probably wont remember any of this in the morning when she wakes up anyway.

''who the hell gave her this much to drink? you guys know she can't hold her liquor well! you should have stopped her!'' i was honestly no where near as upset as i sounded. while a part of me is slightly upset, im also rather glad and relieved. glad that i can be here to take care of her and relieved because...its me who gets the privilege of taking care of her.

''im sorry hyung, i didnt expect her to drink so much and so quickly as well. soonyoung hyung and i were just getting dinner after work together but we ran into her so we went together. i swear i tried stopping her but im no match for the two of them! i couldnt even stop soonyoung hyung.'' dino said with a pout. ''i wanted to send her back home but she kept insisting that she wont leave with anyone else but you. i dont think she even recognises me right now. she kept calling me a stranger and said if i dont stop pestering her, her best friend would come fight me... i didnt have a choice hyung...'' dino looks almost terrified and its funny. i was trying so hard to fight a smile from coming out.

dino thought that i was mad at him for calling me out this late at night on my day off but truth be told, if this is what you call a disturbance then this would be the best kind. i love her. not that i would ever admit that to anyone. although, i don't think i need to. i know that the boys can tell. ''oh hyung...you're here?'' soonyoung finally spoke out. i shook my head in slight disapproval as i watch soonyoung slouch on the chair, almost losing his balance and falling over. ''chan-ah, i think you should bring soonyoung home. he's wasted.''

''i will hyung. im sorry again for calling you but you're her best friend afterall and she was asking for you.'' yeah, best friend indeed.

i watched as dino hauled soonyoung towards an incoming cab before i finally sat down beside her. ''how are you feeling?'' i asked as i gently helped her get up to walk towards my car that was parked just by the side of the road. ''just a little dizzy and fuzzy.'' i chuckled at that. fuzzy? cute.

i opened the door to the passenger seat and helped her in. i buckled her seatbelt for her and stepped back. ''where are you going?'' she looked at me with a slight sadness to it. i chuckled as i gently patted the side of her head. ''to the driver's seat, princess. we've gotta get you home somehow, dont we?'' she smiles at my response and i finally manage to close her side of the door.

''cheol-ah, can you hold my hand? it feels empty..'' her hand comes up to where mine is and held it in place before i could even answer. i could feel my heart beating so loud. how does she do it with such ease? i wonder if she knows how nervous she makes me feel. ''cheol-ah, do you hate me?'' she asked as she tried to keep her eyes open. probably fighting sleep. ''no, i dont, princess. i thought i already told you that just now.'' i said with a smile.

''i just wanted to make sure.'' she said as she let out a deep breath.

''why would i hate you?'' and this time, she closes her eyes. ''i just feel like...if you knew how i really felt about you, you would hate me.''

''i could never hate you no matter what, and besides, you know you can tell me anything, right? i'll always be by your side.'' i tried to reassure her.

''you can't say that when you dont know anything.''

''tell me then.''

''i can't cheol.''

''why not? i thought we promised each other not to keep any secrets between us?'' i immediately bit my tongue as soon as i said that; knowing full well that im keeping my biggest secret from her as well.

''but if i tell you....can you promise me not to get mad?''

''i promise.''

''theres someone i like...no no..theres someone im in love with for the past 2 years but i dont think he feels the same way..i thought it was just a stupid crush at first and that it would go away but it never did and my crush only grew bigger...i thought i would be able to handle it and pretend like it doesnt affect me but it does and i cant take it anymore.''

and there it was. that churning feeling in the pit of my stomach. my hands start to get clammy and my throat starts to feel dry. ''for 2 years?'' i start to think back to when that time period was. was it 2022? i had already been in love with her for 2 years by 2022. was i a fool to not have noticed that she had her eyes on someone else while i had mine on her?

''yeah..2 years..isnt that so pathetic?'' pathetic? i've been in love with you for 4 years..who is the pathetic one here? but instead i said ''no, its not. i've been worse.'' i am worse. i let out a deep sigh as i felt my heart slowly breaking. i felt like my heart was hard candy and a kid is just throwing me onto the ground and stomping on my heart with no regards whatsoever other than to smash this piece of candy into broken bits for the fun of it.

''come on. we're here.'' i parked the car and got out of the driver's seat and walked over to open the door of the passenger seat. ''cheol-ah...can you carry me in? my legs are not working.'' i wanted to say: of course, princess. anything for you. but i held my tongue. without saying a word, i lifted her up and closed the car door.

i punched in the code to the door, kicked my shoes off and carried her straight to her bedroom. i laid her down gently on her bed before kneeling down beside her to take her shoes off. i walked towards the bathroom to look for some cotton pads and make up remover as i returned to her bed, to her. ''come on my love, let's get your make up cleaned off hmm? otherwise you'll have a fit tomorrow about sleeping with your make up on.'' i smiled as i recalled that one time she slept in with her make up on and had the biggest fit in the morning about forgetting to take them off, screaming about how her skin will become worse and she'll turn even uglier, but she could never. it was just not possible. she is beautiful, always have been and always will be regardless of anything.

''no one takes care of me the way you do.'' she said softly against my ear as i helped her sit up to wipe her face clean. ''yet, you're still in love with some guy who i don't even know for 2 years!'' i tried to mask my sadness with some fake laughter. i hope she can't tell.

''i can't tell you...i can't tell anyone.''

''why not? is it that bad? plase don't tell me its soonyoung.''

''what? soonie? don't be crazy, he's like a brother to me.''

''then who is it?''

''mhm..can't say...''

i sighed and said ''lets get you to bed now. you're tired.'' as i get up to head to the bathroom, i felt her tug the sleeve of my jacket. forcing me to look back at her.

''can you stay here with me tonight? sleep with me.'' how could i ever say no to her? i would be the biggest idiot if i ever did. i always want to be close to her.

i let out a breath as i took my jacket off and throwing it on her work chair. ''come here, princess.'' i mindlessly held my hand out to her as i laid in bed with her. she rolled over clumsily to my side, putting her head on my chest. i wonder if she can hear the sound of my heartbeat picking up as strongly as i can feel it beating against my chest.

she took a deep inhale before she said ''you smell so good cheol, you always do.'' i smiled lightly as i pulled her in closer and tigher. nothing ever feels more right than when i have her in my arms.

''goodnight princess, sleep tight.''

''i love you.'' she said, almost too casually for my liking. telling each other we love each other isn't anything new, but how can she possibly say that to me after telling me she's been in love with someone else for the past 2 years? my heart broke again at the remembrance of that.

''goodnight, princess.'' i couldn't tell her i love her back, not when we don't love each other the same way. not when she doesn't love me the same way.

''why don't you say it back?'' she sounded hurt and it made me regret not saying it back...i never want to hurt her.

''do you hate me?'' she asked again.

''no i don't, princess. i love you.'' i said as i felt my heart sink little by little.

i carelessly start stroking her hair, hoping to put her to sleep soon. ''i love you.'' i said again.

when will i ever get the chance to tell her i love her again without having to hide my romantic feelings for her? when will i ever get to tell her i love her again without having to worry if she's finally figured me out? its so much easier to do it in the dark like this..where she can't see me, where i can hide. where i can love her proudly and openly without being afraid.

''i'm in love with you'' she said as she snuggled closer.

''let's sleep now its- wait what?'''

this time, its her turn to sigh. ''i said im in love with you, choi seungcheol.''

''you're drunk.''

''maybe..but i'm still in love with you. it doesn't change anything.''

i look down at her on my chest, but she was already looking at me. ''don't joke with me like that, princess. you know i don't take jokes well.''

''but i'm not.''

''you're not thinking clearly, princess. we've been best friends for forever, there's no way you're suddenly in love with me.''

''but its not sudden.''

i averted my eyes away from her to look back at the ceiling. i cant even look at her now. not when she's looking at me like that. not when she's looking at me like she means it, because i know it can't be.

''don't you have that guy you say you're in love with for 2 years? how would he feel if he found out that you're suddenly in love with me? how can you say it so casually? did u ever think about how i would feel? you can't just-'' and there it was. i felt my whole world stop, i felt it freeze. am i the one thats intoxicated tonight? what is happening because it can't be. that can't be her lips on mine.

she took advantage of my lips being slightly open from shock to slip her tongue in mine. and i let her. the same way she lets me run my hand through her hair, the same way she lets me kiss her back, and the same way she lets me pull her in closer by her neck to deepen the kiss.

''you're so noisy cheol.'' were not the words i expected to come out of her mouth after that kiss. ''what do you-''

''can i love you cheol? can i love you like that? can i be in love with you?''

i wanted so badly to screamYES but nothing comes out no matter how i try. i was dumbfounded. instead, all i did was let out a shakey breath.

''cheol...why are you not saying anything? are you....are you mad at me? i'm sorry i didn't mean to, i don't know what came over me im so-'' i felt her slowly removing her hands from my waist and letting go of my hand. ''no no no god im not upset i'm just.. i don't know what to say i don't know how to respond i just...'' i sighed at myself as reach out to hold her hand again.

''i'm in love with you too, i have for as long as i can remember.''

''really?''

''yes, really, princess.''

and it goes silent for awhile before i finally picked up the courage to ask ''did you..did you mean me? i mean...the guy that you were in love with. is it..is it me? because i understand if its not me and if this was a mistake-''

''yes, dummy. its you.'' this time i get to see her shy smile.

''oh...i see...cool.'' oh. oh? OH. it's me. i'm yet again rendered speechless. can i be blamed if the girl i've been in love with for the past 4 years suddenly kissed me and told me she loves me? that she's in love with me. she loves me. what am i to do or say when this all feels so surreal?

''so.....'' she starts out.

''so..?''

''do you hate me?''

''no, i don't, princess. i told you, i love you. i'm in love with you.''

i finally let myself break into a smile. it'll be over my dead body if i ever let her feel like i don't love her.

''really?''

''yes, princess, really. although, you might forget all this when you wake up tomorrow.''

''no, i won't. i'll tell you i love you again in the morning.''

''now, how about we go to bed and talk about this tomorrow over breakfast? i'll make you blueberry pancakes.'' i said as i stroked her cheek with my thumb. i pray she won't forget.

''i'd love that. goodnight cheol.''

''goodnight, princess.'' i waited a beat before i added ''i love you.'' but this time, i don't get a response. this time, i hear a light snore from her instead as i smile to myself. but for once, its okay if she doesn't tell me she loves me back because she fell asleep again. for once, my heart is not aching over questioning what her i love yous mean because for once, i know i won't have to tell her i love her just to hear her say she loves me too, because i know she will tell me that herself in the morning when she wakes up.

for once, i finally know what she truly means when she tells me she loves me. and for once, she knows what i truly mean when i tell her i love her.

[celestialtarot11]

May Month Predictions for You 🌅💖

Hi friends! Welcome back to another PAC reading. Today we’ll be doing May month predictions 🤭 this ones extra spicy! Enjoy and feel free to like comment and reblog 🤍

Pile 1: Hi there pile 1’s! 🌅💗 I see for you May is all about speaking your truth and owning your needs/wants. Speaking up about the things you like or don’t like, setting boundaries and becoming organized. If you are moving into a new place this month will be about physical organization, it helps you think clearly and feel better when your space is clutter free. Also this is a month for you of clearing out the old, especially physical things. It may carry emotional attachments and its time to release that. May for you is beautiful because I see you are becoming disciplined in your goals, plans and solidifying your dreams. You are also having the strength and capacity to let go of what doesn’t serve you 🥰🤍 If you are wondering about romance this month is the month where you focus on you, i know it may not be what you want to hear especially if you are seeking a person. This isn’t a sign they won’t come in, I think spirit is saying to get your ducks in a row for yourself first and this person will meet you halfway ☺️💗 which can very well be in this month! Never mess with divine timing 🤣 I think for those who are in relationships you will be coming back to yourself, focusing on self care a lot more and will be prioritizing healthier habits and mental stimulation. This may be a month for you to explore dating as well if you haven’t found someone! 👀 enjoy pile 1’s!

Pile 2: Hi there pile 2’s! Welcome to your reading 💖🤍🤭 I could you not I was so excited for you doing this reading!! If you are wanting a promotion or a job this is the month! If you are an entrepreneur and hoping to receive financial help it will come! You are moving into such an abundant place mentally emotionally and physically, and nothing is in your way. You want to focus on peace, wealth and happiness this month, and you are self assured in your joy 💖🌅 For those who are moving places, this place will help you relax and find lots of peace and abundance. Material abundance and also internal happiness. If this is something you’ve been working on for a long time, like a project, a business, or moving out, it will pay off in May. May is your month to shine and feel good. I see any storms are being put to rest, you’re focused on you and you feel open minded. Any financial opportunities will flow to you now 🤍🌅 in terms of romance I do see you’re maybe looking for options now, but not at your expense. Meaning you are performing self care whilst managing options and we love that! There will be someone coming in to whisk you away 👀 and I mean in a good way lol. They will have you intrigued by their conversation and way of thinking. You will enjoy debates and banter and discussions with this person. This can also be a new friend for a lot of you! Not necessarily romantic. Thank you pile 2 for being here 💗🌅 dont forget to like comment and reblog to spread the love

Pile 3: Hey there pile 3 👀 welcome! 🤗 For your May month I see travel plans are being solidified. I also heard “the gc made it out the group chat” so for you maybe there is a friend group you’ve been wanting to travel with, and May is when it happens! I also see you are focused on making different streams of income which is leading you to explore different positions, and experiences. Like maybe you have one job where you make pizza and then another where you are a contract manager 🤣 two vastly different options! But it would be something you enjoy. Something that calls to you and something you’re ready to pursue. Its definitely not tedious and boring as a contract manager, its something that you already wanted to do and thought of for so long. May month could be clearing up for you in terms of your schedule, and time. So you have more time to focus on you and your hobbies. For romance ya’ll could be meeting a fancy person whilst traveling 👀 or it could be everyday commute and someone strikes your fancy. Someone you’d like to be with, they have what you consider is attractive 🥰🤍 ya’ll could also be traveling home and are saving up and May month is wonderful! I also am hearing for advice dont stick to plans too much this month, there’s something about you being reliant on structure and plans which nothing is wrong (I do the same) but spirit wants you to be flexible a little. Allow for some spontaneous adventure, random happenings, and fun 👀 enjoy pile 3! 💗💖 dont forget to like comment and reblog 🤍

Thank yall for always being here 💗🥰 this one is a fun one! Wishing ya’ll a happy May month.

Paid readings ☺️🌅

[httpiastri]

I need an opinion on a thought that’s been brewing and as saviour of the Paul girlies i think you may be the only one for the job…

Yeah ima just spit it out : Paul Aron size kink

I could leave it there however i simply do not want to I have too many thoughts, i mean obviously First his hands like oh my god??? How FUCKING TALL he is, how fucking built, also his back omg it is so big and I am SO attracted to it like honestly i could take the best nap of my life on there!!!!!! WEARING HOS CLOTHES!!!!!! And he just feels all protective and territorial because he never realised how much smaller than him you were till he sees you wearing his clothes making them look huge!!!! Him realising that it’s making him feel some kinda way iykwim cause he’s literally so much bigger and stronger, and not only is he bigger and stronger but also you trust him so fully anyway (please dont feel any pressure to respond if you dont wanna, and verry sorry about my English lol)

bestie you’re doing god’s work 🙏 thank you SO much for this oh my god. my brain stopped working for quite some time because i loved this too much. i love you, whoever you are <3<3

(headcanons are under the cut because yes, i went a little overboard. but as i said, i loved this too much......guys pls keep the paul asks incoming, they're literally making my days)

(oh and 18+ below. 😁)

– when he starts to realize how big his hands look on you, he won't be able to keep them away from you. he's always got a hand on your body.

– he's driving? a hand on your thigh. you're in public? a hand wrapped around your waist. out with friends? your hand is intertwined with his, no questions asked.

– when holding your hands, he's so surprised every time. he forgets that your hands are that small and the way that his fingers fill the gaps between yours makes him feel so special.

– he loves the way it looks when his hands wrap around the inside of your thighs, and how easy it is for him to pry your legs apart. his palms cover up most of your skin, fingers fitting right along your curves and folds.

– he loves holding both of your wrists in just one of his hands above your head as the other palms your bare ribs. he loves wrapping a hand around your neck, his thumb brushing up and down the front of your throat, feeling your pulse and breaths under his finger. he loves the way he can grab so much of your hair in just one hand.

– he loves using his hands and fingers to rile you up, to pleasure you, to make you feel so so good.

– the first time he saw you wearing his clothes, he almost combusted. his eyes widened so big you thought they would pop out of their sockets…

– it made him realize just how much bigger he is. like, he knew he was tall, but is the difference really THIS big? when he sees you wearing that hoodie of his that's been getting kind of tight recently when he's been putting in some extra work in he gym, and it's so long on you it meets the middle of your thighs, he's swept off his feet. he almost doesn't believe it.

– of course, after that, he thinks he's going to be a little sneaky about it and 'forget' clothes at your place every once in a while. the first time it happens, you text him like "hey, your sweater is here, do you want me to bring it over?" but he tells you it's no stress and that you can keep it for a while… and it makes you suspicious at first, until you realize what he's doing.

– and of course, you can't help but give in to the temptation. you do want to wear his clothes, too, after all. so the next time he comes over, you're wearing said sweatshirt, and his jaw practically drops to the floor when you open the door for him and you're looking up at him with those sweet, innocent eyes.

– so after that, it becomes a habit. he's got a bunch of clothes at your place, and you love wearing them. and when he wears a shirt he's seen you wear, he always feels a bit special. "she looked so tiny in this… but it fits me so well…"

– he gets so protective in some way, because he suddenly sees you as someone so small and in need of protection. he never wants anything or anyone to bother his sweet little baby ever again.

– and it's not just shirts, but also sweatpants and most other clothes too. whenever you're out and you 'forget' to bring a jacket of your own, he always offers you his. and you always practically drown in the material, making his heart flutter so hard.

– i also think he would freak out if you wore his boxers… (in a good way)

– he would get so so riled up if you wore his clothes but nothing underneath. like a long hoodie but with no pants, or a white t-shirt without a bra…

– he would not survive for long.

– oh and he loves to fuck you in his clothes. but that's a story for another time. :)

– istg his chest muscles are thicker than the pillows i sleep on…

– anyway

– naps on him would be so good. idk about you all but i love sleeping on hard mattresses 🤭

– he would love having you lie on him. your cheek pressed to his big chest, skin on skin, your soft breath on his neck making him feel so warm inside. feeling his chest rising and lowering as he breathes, your fingers absentmindedly drawing little figures into his skin.

– or why not lie on his back? his shoulders are so broad and he's so tall that most of your body would fit on his back. very cozy.

– and oh my god, giving him back massages. jesus christ, he would go crazy.

– your little hands, your pretty little fingers brushing against his skin. pressing into his muscles, massaging away any knots. feeling the bumps of his spine, the folds of his shoulder blades, every definition of a muscle. he doesn't understand how your small hands can bring him so much pleasure, but he's putty in your hands immediately.

– just standing next to him is so shocking. like, race car drivers are supposed to be short, what are you doing? who allowed this?

– he towers over you and he always finds it so cute. he loves how you have to get into your tippy toes and pull his face down to be able to kiss him, and the way he can pretend to ignore you and stay out of reach just to annoy you. he loves teasing you (in a lot of ways-) and it's just too easy for him to get a rise out of you when using your size difference.

– and even something as simple as asking him to get that ingredient from the top shelf because you can't reach makes him so smug and cocky. you needing his help and him providing it will never fail to make his day.

– he loves to rest his chin on top of your head. when you're out with friends, when he comes up behind you as you're cooking dinner, any time and any place. especially when also wrapping his big, muscular arms around you from behind, especially when they're around your neck like in the last pic.

– oh, to have you trapped underneath him. he loves hovering over you and caging you between his arms. he loves watching you squirm as he's holding your wrists above your head with one hand, the other running up and down your ribs to pull out shivers and shudders by his touch.

– and the way his hand practically covers up your entire side, the way your frame is so small compared to his… it makes him so impressed because despite how little you are in comparison, you still trust him so deeply?

– he could literally break your neck or femur or whatever bone with his bare hands but here you are, batting your eyes up at him like he's the only man in the world, so sure that he would never do anything to hurt you. and it makes him freak out a bit, but he's also so proud.

– and despite the size difference, you still take him so well? it makes him unbelievably hot.

[blucactus112]

May never come to reality but im planning out a Animatic to AJR's 'Maybe Man' (sue me) and need some help filling in some of the parts.

(Its probably going to be about all the life series in general not specifically Wild life. but feel free to try it fit it all in one series)

!!!long post incoming!!!

General plan so far:

First Half(ish) will be calmly looking at hermits in their peaceful habitats talking about their insecurities.

Finishing the first half when we get to the god part it will be Grian before life series started pleading to watchers and becoming one himself then cutting to him and all the other lifers standing around in a circle (like the start of each series) (much wow)

ONE. TWO. PANDEMONIUM.

murder, just all of the scenes of people dying biggest polt twist, betrayals, and Amount of kills.

Also specifically a close up of grain seeing the server burning in the reflection of his eyes.

ending with another shot of the beginning of a server but we see grains eyes which are weathered and worn out and maybe has some watcher purple

Specific Lines:

Wish I was a stone, so I couldn't feel You'd yell in my face, it'd be no big deal But I'd miss the way we make up and smile Don't want to be stone, I changed my mind

Im thinking scar and Grian Desert Duo? also could be

I wish I had eyes in the back of my head Then I could see the places I've been But then I would know that you're talkin' shit I don't wanna know what my friends think

This im Deff thinking cleo bigb scott and lizzie from the Boogeyman series (i forgor wich one that is)

but open to other ideas

Wish I were my dog out on the lawn I'd be so glad when I hear you come home But if I were my dog, I wouldn't live long I'm sure gonna miss her when she's gone

This is pearl playing with a dog, you cannot fucking make me change my mind

I wish I could act in a show on TV 'Cause then I could practice not bein' me I'll practice my cry, put it into my reel But you won't believe me when I cry for real

im either thinking like Ren or Martyn because of the acting thing or one of the scenes usually portrayed as lots of crying (ie Scott at the end of double life)

I wish that my brain would triple in size I'd nail every joke, I'd win every fight But I'd get too deep with that kind of mind I don't wanna know the point of life

ive been thinking of this as jimmy in general but also i dont want to be mean so other ideas would be great

In some other life I would be rich I'd travel in style, I'd cover the bill But couldn't complain 'bout anything small Nobody'd feel bad for me at all

havent given much thought for ones after this but im thinking Scar on Magic mountain trying to scam everyone?

If I was cocaine or a bottle of Jack I'd get invited to every frat But when you get old and your good days have passed You'll only want me when you're sad

have there been any people that bounce between alliances during one series?

Wish I was a song, your favorite one You'd follow the dance to me at your prom I would be there when your baby is born For two or three minutes, then I'm gone

there was at least one dande floor that was a trap, right??

I wish I was big, as big as my house I'd sleep on the trees, I'd skip every crowd But I wouldn't fit on my therapist's couch God, I could really use him now

probably ep1 of WildLife

I wish I was God, I'd never trip up And if I did, well, so fuckin' what? I could be cruel and break all your stuff Yeah, I'd be loved no matter what

pov grain angst

grain is on super windy mountain top surrounded by watchers crying, pleading to them

But if I was God, it'd get kinda weird 'Cause you would only say what I wanna hear And then you would die, you'd love me to death I never know who the hell I am

grian is surrounded by purple light wings and eyes becoming at least in part, a watcher

I wish I was me, whoever that is I could just be and not give a shit Hey, I'll be whatever makes you a fan 'Cause I don't know who the hell I am

cut to peaceful tranquil plains, all of them jn a circle at beginning of life series laughing joking shaking hands hugging (set em up for emotional damage)

One, two, pandemonium

black, black, PAN DE MONIUM

cut to destruction of server only using reds browns and blacks showing carnage this series has brought (and yes ofc player has died messages will appear in the corner as if in chat)

One, two, pandemonium

im thinking each line will be each of the series in chronological order

Here I go again

One, two, pandemonium

Here I go again

One, two, pandemonium

One, two-

Here I go again

cut to beginning of ?wild life? they all have scars when their final kills have been, some look tired some look determined

if you end up making this animatic if you want to put me in the credits as like 'inspired by' :3 but honestly idc that much. but you HAVE to tell me if you post one bc i will watch the hell out of that

#god i need more tags

[inuyashaluver]

Hi loveeee,

Would die for a fic with Vic Pelova if you have time 🫶

snow angels - victoria pelova

victoria pelova x reader

description: in which snow holds a significant place in you and your girlfriend’s relationship, symbolising love and time

warnings: swearing, reader is half dutch, dutch is in bold italics because i refuse to butcher the language hehe. SO LONG GUYS OMG MY APOLOGIES, ALSO DONT KNOW HOW TO FEEL ABOUT IT

a/n: hellooo, thank you for the request, lovely! hope you enjoy xx

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you and your girlfriend, victoria had an..interesting start to your relationship. your close friend at arsenal, and second mother, vivianne miedema raved about a certain girl called victoria pelova. not only about her amazing football skills but the fact that she was incredibly sweet, and her being your age, her being just a month older than you.

even though you were half dutch, you lived in england and played for their national team, hence why you’d never met this special girl known as victoria. even though you were signed first, viv took you under her wing, you were her baby and everyone knew it. so you knew you could trust her.

viv invited you to dinner, took you to and from training and even coached you in football. you were so grateful for her and owed her a lot. viv had even been teaching you dutch over the years, you had gotten better but definitely still rusty.

- 2020 (let’s imagine covid isn’t a thing xx) -

one day, you were at training, sitting and chatting with leah when viv was scrambling around looking for you.

“schatje (little treasure)!! where are you?” you excuse yourself from leah and run over to where she was. as soon as she sees you, she picks you up by your waist, giving you a tight hug before placing you on the ground.

“what’s up viv?” you laugh as you come back to the ground, she places both of her hands on your shoulders and gently shakes you. “good news! viccy is coming for a holiday!” your eyes slightly widened, her bright expression making you feel slightly nervous.

“you mean, pelova?” you began to pick the skin around your thumbs, a habit you can’t help. viv notices and grabs your hand to stop you, holding it in hers.

“hey, she’s lovely okay?, you don’t need to worry about anything” this time she speaks in english to ease your worries. you don’t doubt that victoria is a lovely girl, it’s just that you were extremely shy when it comes to meeting new people, you were amazing once you were comfortable, meeting people for the first time is overwhelming at times. this also meant you were going to practise your dutch, even more nerve wracking.

you nod your head at her, giving her a soft smile. “when will she be here?”

“in two weeks time” you nod your head again, you could do this, there was nothing to be worried about.

—

the two weeks waiting for the arrival date for victoria pelova felt like two years. you were so incredibly nervous. she sounded so sweet and amazing, how could you meet this girl and not crumble into pieces?

viv had instructed you that she would pick up victoria from the airport and then come over to your flat to pick you up so you guys could explore the town and get some lunch. you got up early and got ready, putting on a comfortable outfit. well you did..until you changed clothes, and then changed again and again. when you finally settled, you sat in the living room in complete silence, awaiting for the knock on the door from the incoming dutch girls.

the house was completely spotless but you couldn’t help but try and clean it more. why were you so nervous? (all night you stalked victoria’s instagram, slightly blushing at how beautiful she was)

just as you moved the position of the decorative pillow for the tenth time, three gentle knocks infiltrated the room and you wanted to start crying. how were they already here? you rush to the front door, letting out a gentle exhale before opening it, the two dutch girls standing there expectedly, smiling brightly at you. “hi” they say at the same time. all you could do is wave hello back. once you make eye contact with victoria, she smiles brightly at you and a light pink settles on your cheeks.

“let us in?” viv laughs at your dazed expression, knowing you like the back of your hand - it seems her child has a little crush, just as she had planned. you nod frantically, stepping slightly to the side to let the girls in. viv went immediately to your couch and settled herself onto it, victoria however, hangs back and waits for you. you close the door and slightly jump when you see her standing there, hands behind her back, smiling softly at you.

“woah sorry! didn’t mean to scare you” she takes a step forward to get closer to you.

“i’m so glad i finally got to meet you, viv has told me so much about you” she grins at you and places an arm on your bicep, holding it for a second before putting her arms behind her back again.

“oh, uh..only good things i hope? sorry, my dutch is awful” you grab the back of your neck sheepishly, avoiding eye contact.

“no! it’s really good!” you shake your head at her and look at her eyes this time,

“viv has been teaching me for a while, i’m still learning” you begin to get more comfortable around her, you could tell she was genuine and you honestly felt like you had known her for a while.

“well, i think you’re amazing, and if you wanted, how about we practise with each other?” she pauses, not able to wipe her smile off her face “you with dutch and me with english”

you smile brightly at her, “i’d like that”. you both stood there for a bit, just lightly chatting with each other and getting better acquainted. both of you really felt like you were catching up with an old friend, based on how much you know about each other through viv. both of you were so distracted with your conversation, you didn’t realise the other dutch girl peering over you couch watching you, bringing up her phone a couple times to take a couple of photos.

when you and victoria were laughing at a joke she made, viv let a giggle of endearment out, watching you two. you both snap your heads in the direction of the sound, honestly forgetting she was even there. “now that you two are done flirting, should we head out?” both of you flush red and avoid eye contact with each other. viv giggles at the both of you again.

“let me just get a coat, it’s snowing outside” you take in both of their appearances, only viv was dressed appropriately in layers, victoria was warm but definitely wouldn’t survive all day in the snow, “just a second!” you quickly rush to your room, grabbing two coats and two scarves, going back to your living room to only find victoria waiting for you again.

“viv went to warm up the car” she shuffles her weight between both of her legs. “ah okay” you smile at her and gesture her to come closer. you pass her the coat and she grabs it for you, her hand grazing yours as she takes it out of your hand. “thank you, lieverd (darling), you didn’t need to do that” you’re so warm right now because of her, did you really need that coat?

“uh, of course, don’t want you to go cold” you smile, watching her put on your coat, it was a little too short in terms of length but she didn’t mind. you move closer to her and drape the scarf around her neck, going on your tippy toes to wrap it around her. you were so close to her, she could see how long your eyelashes were, the pink settled on your cheeks, she could even smell you, she felt dizzy when you parted from her, she wants you to be that close again.

you felt exactly the same, you just met her and you think you’re head over heels for her.

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the snow was light, making the air crisp but enjoyable when you were all bundled up like snowmen. you and victoria continued to share great conversations with each other, you both had so much in common. viv did contribute the the conversations, but preferred to hear you both subtly flirt with each other. you were walking on the pathway with the two girls, viv closest to the inside while you were closest to the road, victoria in the middle.

there were hardly any cars on the road, the snow creating a blanket making it a little risky to drive. while the three of you were talking on the way to your lunch spot, victoria places a hand on the side of your waist, you look up at her confused. she smiles at you and moves you over to stand in the middle, her hand moving to rest over your shoulder as you walked. “i’ll walk here from now on” you shyly nod at her, you were absolutely hopeless.

you melt into her embrace, feeling so familiar to both of you. viv was smiling so hard watching you two, she couldn’t believe how well her plan was working. she knew the both of you would get along, but she didn’t expect it so quickly. over lunch the three of you talked, switching from dutch when your eyebrows quirked in confusion.

after lunch, the three of you went out exploring the town. “woah look!” you exclaim, you had seen a big open patch of snow, knowing what you needed to do at this moment. you flopped down onto it and immediately began to make snow angels. viv and victoria laugh brightly at you, “she does this every time, she’s like a child” viv nudges victoria, victoria’s eyes never leaving your figure, smiling brightly watching you have so much fun. “she’s cute” she mutters lightly under her breath, not missed by viv.

victoria walks over to where you were, flopping down next to you and copying your actions. you look over and smile at the girl beside you, laughing loudly with each other and sending yearning looks while creating snow angels. you were both in trouble, she needed to leave in a week. viv stood there, fulfilling her mother duties and snapping as many photos of you as she could.

the rest of the week was amazing, you saw victoria every day and enjoyed every second with each other. talking, watching movies and growing increasingly more touchy with each other. you also took her to lunch and tourist spots. she ended up having a sleepover for two days, sleeping on your couch. viv had never seen you get along with a person so quickly, she was so proud of you, and also herself for setting both of you up. you truly were having the best time. unfortunately, the time came where she needed to go home. you were both heartbroken.

you and viv took her to the airport together, when you arrived at her gate, you pulled her into a tight hug. as soon as you pull her into the embrace, she hugs you tighter, lifting you lightly into the air, both of you letting out sad giggles.

“duifje (dove), i’ll miss you” she smiles at you sadly, this nickname was all she called you now,

“i’ll miss you too, viccy, promise you’ll text me?”

“of course! good luck getting rid of me now” she winks at you, moving to say goodbye to viv, she was teary at your goodbye.

you and viv stand there, arms wrapped each other’s shoulders, waving sadly at her as she departs. you miss her already. victoria misses you more than she could’ve imagined.

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weeks go by, you and victoria never stop texting and calling each other. she claims it’s to practise her english and your dutch, but you weren’t complaining.

training had just finished, you were sat in your cubby immediately checking your phone. victoria had texted you, sending you a selfie and talking about what she did that day. you smile giddily at your phone, thumbs moving rapidly to type out a response.

“who’s got you all smiley?” katie mocks with her thick accent as she walks past, “leave her, her girlfriend’s active” viv taunts, you didn’t bother looking up from your phone, smirking while tying with you feeling extra warm.

everyone watches you silently in curiosity as you continue to smile and laugh at your phone. suddenly, your phone vibrates and you perk up, victoria was calling you. you rush out of the room and they all hear a nervous “h-hi viccy”

—

it had been a year since you saw the girl, this didn’t mean you weren’t constantly in contact, feeling as though you had been together this whole time.

one day, you got a late night call from victoria, you were slightly confused as to why she was calling you at one in the morning.

“hi, babe?” you question as you answer the face time call.

“hello pretty girl” she smiles brightly at you, “how are you?” she’s in her bed, her head resting on her hand.

“better now that you’ve called” now that viv and victoria only talked to you in dutch, you were relatively fluent, both of them extremely proud.

“flirt” she winks at you, you both shamelessly flirt with each other, knowing that you both had romantic feelings for each other just both of you not having the courage to saying anything.

“why are you calling so late?” you smile at her,

“well, i wanted to talk you about something,”

“oh, sure schat (treasure/sweetie), go ahead”

“well, i wanted to know if you wanted to be my girlfriend?”

silence fills the room, victoria panicked when you don’t respond

“i’ve misread the situation, haven’t i? fuck, just pretend i didn’t say anything-”

“i’d love to!” you exclaim, eyes slightly glossy

“oh thank god”

“aw baby, were you stressed about this?”

“why do you think i haven’t called you in two days and only texted!” you laugh brightly at her,

“you’re so cute, viccy”

“you’re cuter, baby”

the rest of the call, both of you just talked to each other like lovesick puppies, talking and giggling, thank god viv wasn’t here at this moment.

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about two weeks after, you decided to surprise your new girlfriend, knowing she had an important football match, she had been talking about it for weeks. you were going to amsterdam to surprise her.

you managed to keep the secret, viv helping you out as much as she could. you had told victoria that you had a big media day and you wouldn’t be able to be in contact with her, it was painful to lie to her but it would be worth it.

it was game day for victoria, you organised with the team manager for you to be sitting in the friends and family section, you were clad in one of her jerseys that she sent you in the mail, you doing the same for her. ajax won the match, victoria actually scoring a goal. you were waiting for her as she did her laps of signatures and photos.

she was signing a shirt close to you and once she’s done, you yell, “viccy!” she snaps her head up, was she hallucinating?. she looked all around until she finally saw you, tears began to fill in both of your eyes. she immediately ran up to you, pulling you into a tight hug.

“duifje (dove)” she breathes out, you could tell she was choking up. her head was hidden in your neck, she placed multiple kisses there. both of you haven’t seen each other in over a year, meaning that you haven’t had any physical contact during that time frame. but somehow, the physical intimacy feels so natural and familiar.

“hi baby” you giggle tearfully, rubbing small circles on her back and pulling her closer.

“let me look at you” she tears her face from your neck, cupping your face in between her hands. she flickers her eyes between yours, taking in your appearance. “so beautiful” she smiles brightly at you.

you move your hand up to wipe away her tears, “look at you! my pretty girl, and a goal scorer!” she smiles sheepishly. “i can’t believe you’re here! for how long?” she moves her hands from your face to the sides of your neck. “a week” she nods, “let me get changed and i’ll take you to mine and we can explore” she gives you a kiss on the cheek, wanting to save your first kiss for a more private moment. she giggles at how red your cheek got.

she introduced you to a couple of her teammates, everyone could tell she was proud to show you off. she drove you to her house, she didn’t let go of your hand the whole way in the car, as well as when she gave you a tour of her house. it was almost as though she thought you were going to disappear.

you guys were sat on her couch watching a movie, you were laying down while she was completely on top of you. she hums while nuzzling into you, enjoying the contact of her girlfriend. she slightly moves upwards, hovering above you slightly, looking at you full of adoration.

“can i kiss you, baby?” you smile at her and nod, she smiles before moving down to place a kiss on your lips, progressing quickly into a more passionate one. she runs her hands up the sides of your waist while you cup her face. after a short while, she pulls away breathless. she places three quick pecks on your lips before breaking out into giggles.

“you’re so pretty, i like you” she nuzzles your nose with her own, you giggle at her actions. “i like you too, beautiful”

the rest of the week was perfect, both of you completely wrapped up into each other, physical intimacy at an all time high. when it came to another tearful goodbye, both of you promised that you would travel to each other. and for the next two years, you did just that.

-present day-

it was an important game for arsenal, this time, you had been talking to victoria about it, unaware that she had been planning exactly what you did for her two years prior, only this time, she was staying. permanently.

viv literally organised everything, absolutely living for the opportunity. victoria was sitting with viv and some of the acl club. she was wearing your jersey, she was honestly surprised you didn’t see her at all. you managed to score a goal, an absolute deja vu moment for victoria. victoria helped viv get down to the pitch, you were facing away from her. she crept up behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist. you tense up, looking down at the familiar hands of your girlfriend. you rip the hands off you and turn around, squealing and jumping on the girl. wrapping your arms and legs around her, “my baby” she coos, holding onto your waist tightly.

you move your head to look at her, cupping her face in between her hands, “baby” you smile, running your thumbs over her cheeks. “what are you doing here?” you exclaim, not being able to wipe the smile on both of your faces. viv was literally crying in the corner watching you two, how did her plan work this well she thinks.

“came to live out the wag life” giving you a cheesy grin. she puts you down on the ground, keeping her arms around your waist and yours around her neck. you lean up to give her a sweet kiss on her lips. “how long are you here for?” slightly pouting at the thought of parting from your girlfriend again. she smiles so brightly, it slightly threw you off.

“i’m staying baby” laughing at how wide your eyes got, “pelova, if this is a prank, i’ll kill you” you joke, “baby, i’m not joking, i’ve signed with arsenal, all my stuff is at viv’s” you start to tear up, tackling the girl to the ground, hugging her so tightly. everyone knew of your relationship, seeing your love in person was so sweet to see.

“i love you” you say, looking straight into her eyes,

“i love you too, duifje (dove)”

later that day, you took her to the same park where you both felt feelings for each other. unfortunately, it wasn’t snowing, that didn’t stop you from making snow angels in the grass. victoria moved into your apartment, both of you completely happy and in love. everyone say thank you vivianne miedema!

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victoriapelova: no snow but we did try to make snow angels, love this girl, here to stay 🤍 @/yourname

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yourname: love you! we can make snow angels next time, also do the dishes

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Okay here's one. I really dont think I'm the asshole but my ex sure does.

AITA for refusing to buy my partner a jar of pickles?

So this story has like, a little background and some confounding factors i think but i really could go both ways on whether i was the asshole.

Ill start with both my ex (21nb) and i (23f) had severe mental health issues and were working on treatment when we were together. Theyd been in and out of inpatient stays throughout our three year relationship. Towards the Day of Pickles, i had my first inpatient stay where i got help i desperately needed to keep myself safe. This happened to be about a week after my 23rd birthday, but about two and a half weeks before their 21st birthday.

Anyway, at that time i had just gotten out of the hospital and started a new job at Joanns Fabrics (i outlived that retail fucker and im proud of it). I had been unemployed for the previous year and a half because of the pandemic and so the retail job was really my saving grace to have some sort of income to buy gas and groceries. My parents let me live rent free with them in their basement but i spent a LOT of time essentially squatting at my ex's dorm because my situation with my parents was not great.

Now my ex was also being financially abused by their mom so they had a monthly "allowance" of 200$ (of their own money they made at their on campus job) and no access to their bank statements. So i spent a lot of my own money on gas and groceries for both of us, and anything we wanted to do for fun, like visit the city. Without an income, this was SUPER stressful for me and i spiraled pretty hard with feelings of worthlessness and hopelessness. Supporting two people, even minimal living expenses, on an income of exactly 0$ is the WORST.

Anyway, i got out of the hospital and pretty much immediately went back to picking up as many shifts as i could at work because id been on staff for all of two weeks before hospitalization. Knowing retail, i was probably on the precipice of losing hours or being fired altogether.

My ex wanted me to take time off to celebrate their 21st birthday (they didnt celebrate my birthday that year) and travel to see their family and drink etc. I got scheduled for an inconvenient time. I would have to miss their birthday if i didnt find someone to cover. I managed to switch shifts with another coworker who was nice enough to let me have her morning shift, so i was able to at least travel separately and be a little late to dinner.

The night of their birthday my ex wanted to get drunk and so we went to the liquor store. Now im generally pretty picky about alcohol but if i get anything special i always get enough to share. Mysteriously, no one ever offers to share the expense or pay me back. So with all of 150$ in my account, i purchased enough alcohol for myself and the rest of the party, and a bottle of (cheap af) liquor for myself. I was broke af until my next paycheck and was pretty much planning on giving up meals and staying at home because the commute to work was shorter and meant less gas.

My ex picked out a jar of boozy pickles and asked if i would get it for them for their birthday. I should note that with all the stress i was under i had found a birthday present for them but hadnt actually placed the order (was waiting to get paid). I also didnt lie to them about this and had told them that i hadnt gotten their birthday present yet. They were upset by this and told me they felt like i didnt care about them, to which i snapped and raised my voice a little.

I gave them a bit of a reality check. I told them in no uncertain terms that i was under a lot of stress, from nearly killing myself to being flat broke with little to no help from my family other than a conditional roof over my head, ordering their birthday present wasnt super high on my list of things to do and that i knew what i was going to get them and that i intended to order it as soon as i had the money to do so. After years of the sole attention being focused on keeping them alive, i needed some support and acting like i didnt care completely ignored EVERYTHING i did to keep us both afloat.They cried and played the victim as they tended to do and i was too stressed to do anything but be angry.

So when they asked for the pickles i told them no. I have NOTHING left in my bank account, and anything that was in my account was already allocated for something else.

They told me i was being selfish for buying myself alcohol on THEIR birthday, not even getting them a present, yelling at them, and then refusing to buy the one thing they asked for, especially after i refused to take off work the day before to hang out with them and their family. In front of our friends.

I told them that i was purchasing the alcohol for the whole party, that the present had slipped my mind, and that they were accusing me of not caring about them when i snapped. Then i walked out.

My bff went outside to help me cool down and i told him what was going on and how stressed i was and he said that he agreed with me, it was childish to expect me to pay for everything with no help from anyone and then act like im unreasonable for having to put limits on what i can purchase.

My ex ended up getting so pissed by all of this they broke up with me two days later, saying that their birthday was the final straw for them after I'd been so codependent and relying on them too much to survive.

I think its all ridiculous given all of the stress factors i was dealing with at the time. I feel like we're all entitled to the occasional emotional outburst/bouts of forgetfulness when we're stressed. But my ex seems to think im a selfish asshole. We've been no contact for the last two years so this isnt like a pressing concern or anything but it does make me roll my eyes occasionally.

So tumblr, aita?

(Btw im also much more financially stable now that I'm fully and properly medicated and away from them.)

[beforetimes]

so i'm sure we all watched arcane and came away with the same incredibly pressing question that i did: what would a welfare system in piltover/zaun look like?

ok, but like, for real, i got to thinking about how exactly this would work and what structural inequalities i could see in the world of arcane that would end up weakening a welfare system in zaun. because one way that the welfare system becomes discriminatory is through welfare fraud and what exactly constitutes as welfare fraud. bear with me here:

welfare fraud can be defined as misleading the government to gain access to more money than would have originally been allocated to you. it's the specific actions that are considered welfare fraud, however, that makes this a more contentious subject.

for example, not reporting a spouse in the home can count as welfare fraud. which sounds good on paper, right? because it takes into account the relationships and other ways someone might be making money? well, what they don't show explicitly is that this works to isolate people from possible romantic partners. because if they stay overnight and an agent of the state decides to check in randomly, that would count as fraud. basically cracking down on having partners + trapping some people in domestic abuse situations with the threat of reporting them for fraud hanging over the recipients head by their abuser.

another way that welfare fraud can technically be committed is by finding unreported supplemental sources of income. on the surface level i can understand why someone might look at that and think, "oh well technically they're misleading the government so its understandable why this would be considered fraud." well, this doesn't really think about the fact that sometimes the welfare provided by the government isn't enough to live off of so its necessary to rely on outside sources for help. basically, theyve criminalized having a job outside of welfare support and that if you dont report that you have a job, then youre taking advantage of the system and scamming, even if just the government's welfare isn't enough to live off of in the first place.

and if we loop around to the question of "why dont people ask for help from neighbours/the communtiy" then we get the answer that the government fostered an obligation for people to report welfare fraud through setting up tip lines and running news campaigns calling perpertrators of welfare fraud 'cheats' that were 'stealing money from deserving people.' which creates this awful sort of environment where you cant reach out for help because someone might report you and you cant live and support, say for example, you and your kids with what the government gives you, so you have to resort to technically commiting fraud by just. having a job on the side.

so then, why does this matter??? why do you need to think about this stuff when you consider the (kind of useless) question of what a welfare system in zaun would look like?

well, if you're super into the politics of it all, like me, you could see that a potential welfare system in zaun would lead to a more isolatory form of oppression from piltover that would lead to a further breakdown of something zaunites are seen to rely on in s1act1: community.

in s1 act1, through the bar meetings that seem to work as council meetings, we see that community is something that's valued by zaunites. and that making group decisions is something that strengthens community and makes each citizen feel like they have a voice in this larger issue.

now, lets say that we set up a welfare system in zaun and that its piltover who finances it, as a way to reach out and help out the impoverished. and that this system has the same regulations around welfare fraud that the real world has.

what we get from this is a weakening of community support that zaunites rely on when already in awful situations, which further pushes people down that funnel of isolation and poverty through a system that's supposed to help, on paper. and of course, welfare fraud is illegal, so in reaching out for help, zaunites essentially open themselves to getting arrested and brutalized by enforcers for daring to reach out for help in the first place.

now, we already know that the enforcers in arcane are meant to be an oppressive force: we're literally beat over the head with that point in the opening scene. but i sort of feel like the enforcers end up as purely violent representations of zaun's oppression. in a world where there's a welfare system in zaun that is policed so that fraud doesn't go unpunished, the enforcers would work not just as a physically violent force but also as an invading one. the privacy of the citizens of zaun would be violated by enforcers who, if we're following the idea that the welfare system in arcane would function similarly to the real world, can barge in without a warrant just on "suspicion of wrongdoing."

a large aspect of how screwed up welfare fraud and the system in general can be relies heavily on how racism makes all these problems about nine times worse for racialized groups. in the world of arcane, we don't see any evidence that racism necessarily exists. but we know that society will find a way to create arbitrary heirarchies no matter how they manifest. so the question is what would be the, for lack of a better word, stand-in here?

i want to propose that shimmer and the physical warping of the body it causes, as it would create a group of people who would be suspected of welfare fraud by enforcers by immediate first impression alone.

there are some states in the us and a similar proposal in canada a few years ago that calls for drug testing welfare recipients. one argument for this policy is that it deters drug use. which is very harmful not just because it disqualifies people from welfare for up to two years at a time, but also because people who struggle with substance abuse might benefit the most from the support the government is offering.

if we look at this with the context of shimmer and how it works in the universe of arcane (how it can be used to self-medicate the way we see with the council member do in season 2) then we end up with a welfare system in arcane that ultimately works in a very problematic way.

(there's an argument to be made that due to the nature of the undercity following silco's takeover, there would be more incentive for the chembarons and other bad-faith actors to blackmail citizens into working with them/enabling crime by threatening to report them and essentially ruining their lives).

if this is hard to follow, that's understandable! let me paint you a picture that compounds a few of these concepts into a possible scenario:

you are a single parent in zaun who suffered from an injury about five years ago that put you out of a job. you self-medicated with shimmer once a long time ago that has physically warped your body, but managed to wean yourself off of it.

now, you apply for welfare from piltover because despite the injury occuring years ago, it still affects you and your ability to work today. you get your welfare benefits, which are marginal, but they still help you and your child live a bit better than you were before!

lets say you mention, in passing, that youre on welfare to an aqcuaintance of yours in a busy bar. a few weeks after, you get knocking at your door before there's an enforcer in your home, armed, asking you for documentation of income and to do a drug test immediately upon seeing you, because the shimmer warping your body has indicated to him that you might be a drug user.

in the weeks before the enforcer came, you managed to get employment with light hours as a janitor at that same bar. the most you do is sweeping and wiping down the tables now and then and the hours are light, but it provides you with money to make sure you have food since the welfare just barely pays your rent.

when you give all these documents to this enforcer while they're interrogating you and they inform you that on top of needing to do a drug test, your unreported supplemental income means you've essentially unknowingly committed welfare fraud. and the choices you have are paying a $5000 fine or going to jail for 6 months.

you don't have the money to pay a fine: you could barely afford to live, thats why you were on welfare in the first place! and if you go to jail, then you'll be separated from your child with no way to track them down if you got out because there was no next of kin to rely on. all you had were your friends. who you told about being on welfare, just to coincidentally have an enforcer tearing your life to shreds a few weeks later.

it's a lose lose situation. if you didn't go on welfare then you wouldve been on the streets with very little to support you and your kid. but now that you have, youll be separated indefinitely, maybe forever, for the crime of reaching out for help and still trying to help yourself in the process.

...very troubling implications, right?

i feel a welfare system in zaun would be another way for piltover to wield ultimate control over the citizens of the undercity with the added elements of the constant invasion of privacy, surveillance, and immediate profiling of shimmer abusers as criminals attempting to scam the good people of piltover out of their money.

of course, if there's welfare in zaun, there's a similar system in piltover, but half these things wouldn't affect them as heavily, because as far as we know, shimmer doesn't run rampant the same way up there. this cuts down on the immediate suspicion + reporting of visible shimmer users as potential criminals scamming the system.

in short, i think that a welfare system in zaun would have a lot of problems but be seen on paper as a net positive for the undercity despite all the issues deeply entrenched in the system. because piltover's just giving away free money, how could that be bad?

i think it would fit in veryyy nicely with the themes from season 1 of piltover constantly subjugating zaunites. which i feel were unfortunately dropped in season 2, but what can you do.

if you reached the bottom of this post i commend you, lol. this is mostly just rambling about the welfare system in general since i researched it heavily pretty recently. would love to hear your thoughts!

[depravitymoon]

I love the thought of yandere bruno and yandere melone setting aside their differences and unite because of their huge breeding kink. Can you write something around something like that? Thanks, sorry if this is confusing

Context: Everyone Lives AU. Through the power of GER’s BS, Bruno got revived and so did La Squadra. La Squadra got paid a better income and Bruno became Giorno’s Sottocapo (2nd in command). 

I dont see them cooperating over the same darling, because I think there would be too much bad blood between them.  While they wouldn’t share a darling, their darlings would be similar in that they’re motherly. Bruno and Melone would totally help each other out so their future babies have childhood friends. After all, friends AND family are so important for a child’s development…..but not a willing mother, apparently!

Melone would be able to stalk their darlings when Bruno is too busy being Sottocapo. Meanwhile, Bruno actually has the manpower to kidnap the darlings and/or blackmail them. Bruno will tell Melone to keep the creepiness down.

Yan!Melone x Reader:

Bruno has a talk with Melone about his obsession. Bruno didn’t like it. He already had to have your brother assassinated. However, you were innocent of all his wrongdoings. You were already grieving over the loss, even if it was good riddance, you didn’t deserve to be more involved with mafia things.

Yan!Bruno x Reader:

Unfortunately, Bruno is a hypocrite. When he sees you caring for the local kids, especially those from broken homes, you had captured his heart right there. It would scare him when you would bravely go into dangerous neighborhoods for these kids. While it is noble, you’re gonna get yourself hurt and it causes him anxiety.

Melone saw this as an opportunity. Bruno didn’t want you hurt, but as Sottocapo he’s busy and can’t always stalk like you he wants to…. But Melone can. Besides, who better to protect you from danger than a hitman ready to kill at a moment’s notice. There’s plenty of vile women in that neighborhood you frequent he can use for baby face.

Darlings unite!:

Perhaps the two darlings become friends or were friends, finds out Melone is stalking them and killing people, so they somehow kick his ass. In comes Bruno to the rescue. Bruno's impressed, despite how wicked the people were, his darling still wept for the lost of their lives. So pure, sweet, naive, and foolish. This is why darling needs to be in Bruno's care. Melone’s just very impressed. Humiliated but impressed. You two outsmarted him. Such smart darlings would make wonderful mothers. He’s analyzed you two quite alot since his deal with Bruno. Even if you two will never forgive him and Bruno, you would NEVER take it out on sweet innocent bambini. Bruno attempts to comfort the both of you by explaining that he and Melone have the money and resources to raise a family, which wasn’t comforting at all. You two knew that it meant they have the power to keep you in place and there would be nothing you can do. Afterall, Passione basically controls Italy in the shadows. What chance do either of you have against them, stand or no stand?

[superscourge]

how do you get people to take notice of your commissions? ive been at this for five or six years now and can count the number of comms ive gotten on one hand lmao

WELL this is always rly hard for me to answer bc it really depends on So Much Shit... 😭

like for one thing a lot of it is genuinely luck. like. luck in terms of who sees your work and wants to buy it at the same time mostly? BUT ALSO, this can be helped a bit by How you increase your reach--reach is very important if u wanna sell comms.

ive found what worked for me is drawing fanart, which i know feels like a cop-out to a lotta ppl but it honestly works! and by attracting attention with fanart ive been able to get more eyes on my work and increase the chances of getting a bite :]

another factor is unfortunately following, but that relates to ^ reach and attention on ur work so i dont feel like i need to rly dive into that again x'D

customer service is important too imo. like, how nice and pleasant and easy u are to work with :3 ive worked hard to be really approachable and easy to work with so i think this plays into things. i want ppl to wanna work with me again yknow? if the experience is pleasant then theyre more likely to return <3

one last thing is that like...hmm how do i word this. the appeal of ur art does matter to Some degree i think, but not as much as i think ppl assume? like ok. there are ppl with insanely detailed and intricate work that looks incredible like painterly masterpieces but they are Unable to get commissions bc of some other factor like lack of reach or something. then there are ppl with really simplistic art styles that may seem significantly "less quality" than the painterly masterpieces from the other person but they get commissions out the wazoo. so while i think you do have to have some level of appeal with your art, i dont think its the Only Thing that matters bc like i mentioned ppl dont always care abt how the art looks in terms of "quality" PLUS art is very subjective and one thing could look insanely good to one person but it looks like shit to someone else yknow? so i dont like to place a lot of emphasis on this.

in relation to ^ this, i think popularity matters to Some degree sometimes. i do know ppl who have kind of "lower-quality" (i hate saying that) work compared to others but still get an insane amt of comms bc theyre way more popular. ppl want to say they own a piece by this popular artist yknow? if that makes sense??? so just reiterating its not always about how the art looks, sometimes its other stuff in addition to it

uhhhhh gosh. i hope Any of this was helpful, like i said this is always an extremely difficult question for me to answer bc again things that work for me do not work for everyone because we make different things and are different people! i consider myself EXTREMELY lucky to be able to get the amount of comms i do (i do this for a living; commissions are my Only income which is why i put so much emphasis on them) and i know a lot of people cannot achieve this sorta thing and thats rly sad but its not always completely in our control :(

but i wish u the absolute best of luck and i hope things pick up for u in the future..!!!

[v0idim]

Idk where the art is someone drop the art credit in the comments 🙌😜

Small Encounters

Itadori Yuji x Reader

!Basketball College AU!

You attend Yuji's Basketball game.

☆*:.｡. o(Third Small Encounter)o .｡.:*☆

INCOMING CALL - NOBARA

The blood drains out of your face, you had forgotten to text Kugisaki, telling her Itadori was driving you to the game. You pick up the phone, and as expected Kugisaki is yelling at you from the other side.

“GIRL YOU HAVE ME WAITING OUTSIDE OF YOUR FUCKING APARTMENT FOR THE PAST 10 DAMN MINUTES. WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU.” You pull the phone away from your ear a bit, your brown haired friend's voice was a bit too loud for your liking. 

“Nobara” you elongated her name and softened your voice, in an attempt to ease her anger. “I’m so so so so sorry I was in such a rush I totally forgot to text you.” You let out a soft sigh, trying to get your friend to understand you. “ Your friend Itadori gave me a ride. I hope you're not mad babes, I'll treat you to a nice western breakfast whenever you please.”

Kugisaki was always stubborn and when someone gets her angry, she will ignore them for the next few days. You’ve known her since the beginning of the year and since then, you had learned one way to get back into the brown haired girl's heart. By bribing her.

“Ugh, fine.” She dragged out the word, showing her annoyance with you. “I'm only accepting your apology because you're buying me food. I'm still pissed at you.” You laughed at her cute angry attitude towards you. “I'll see you at the game, love you bye.” 

You hung up the phone and slid your phone back into the pocket of your pants. Not knowing what to do, You just stared at the door waiting for Kugisaki to walk through them. ‘She's probably stuck in traffic’ You thought to yourself after waiting on your friend for the past 15 minutes. Your foot rapidly tapped the bleacher floor, as you continued to wait for her. You rested your elbow on your knee and placed your face on your cold hand. Letting your eyelids shut as you grabbed your airpods out of your jacket pocket. 

As you were putting in your airpod, you heard someone calling out your name. “YO L/N” Slowly opening you E/c eyes, you notice the pink haired basketball player walking up to you, now in full uniform. “What’s with the long face?” Itadori said as he took a seat next to you on the metal bleachers. 

Your head remained in your palm as you explained to him the phone call between Kugisaki and you. “ And now I'm just waiting for her to get here. No offense, but it's so boring just being by myself” you lifted your head up to look at his brown eyes. He gives you a tight lipped smile before resting his large hand on your shoulder. 

“I’ll just wait with you till she gets here, I’ll start warming up in like 10 minutes thou-” His words were cut off as a hand behind him smacked the back of his head. His whole body had fallen into the row below you. A small yelp escaped his lips as he landed on the cold metal of the bleachers. “Ow! You're gonna injure me before the game starts bro.” You were left in complete shock, mouth slightly agape after seeing Itadori get smacked. You look up and see Nobara standing right where Itadori was sitting. 

“Yuji Itadori dont lay a finger on my precious girlfriend!” She craned her neck down at him, her glare sending sharp daggers towards Itadori. She rolled her eyes before slightly nudging him to get him. “ She doesn't need a bum like you” 

You helped Itadori up as you let out a small laugh at your friend's overprotectiveness. “ Thanks Nobara but it's okay, he was just keeping me company while I waited for you.” Nobara takes a seat next to you, you place your cold hands in her warm soft hands. 

“If you say so” Her face tilts to the side to get a better look at the boy who cowed behind you. “But I swear to the lords above, if you touch her again, I will rip out your throat.” she pointed a finger at his face before flicking his forehead. Itadori hunched over in his spot, mumbling some remarks towards Kugisakis “Bitchy attitude”. 

“Whatever,” He rolls his eyes at the brown-haired girl. “I gotta go, yall better cheer for me!” He gets up from his spot next to you. Sending you and Kugisaki a closed eye smile. 

Shortly after, the game begins. The match is against some other college from Utsunomiya (UM). The game starts with Utsunomiya grabbing the ball first and dribbling it words Tokyo's basket. The power forward from Tokyo’s side quickly steals the ball away from UM and passes it towards Itadori. He takes an opening and runs across the court at incredible speeds, he's quickly followed by his teammate, a black haired boy with predominant eye bags, number fourteen. Itadori passes it to him and he shoots it towards the basket, a clean swish from the net is heard throughout the gym. The crowd roars as Tokyo gets the first point of the game. 

Nearing the end of the first quarter. Itadori rushes over to UM’s basket, he jumps up and dunks the ball. The rim of the basket shakes as he hangs from the hoop, his feet dangling in the air. He lets go and lands on the ground effortlessly, echos fill the gym as people cheer for him. He runs over to the section you are seated at, high fiving a few spectors from the lower bleachers before smiling at you, his smile is as radiant and bright as the sun. You smile back at him and throw him a thumbs up, mouthing, ‘ good job’. Itadori flushes in a pale pink across his face as he scratches the back of his nape. He runs back to his team to finish the quarter. As he runs back, you feel eyes stare right at you. You turn your head to the left and see a group of cheerleaders mugging you. You see them whisper between each other as your hands start to get sweaty, ‘Are they talking bad about me?’ You quickly wipe off the sweat of your hands on your pant legs, excusing yourself to go to the bathroom. 

You put in your airpods as you try to brush off the uneasiness those cheerleaders gave you. You haven't gotten into major drama, and especially with popular people like cheerleaders so having them stare at you with hatred, left you confused and worried. You enter the women's bathroom and walk over to the mirrors to reapply some mascara. As you brush the wand along your lashes you hear the door swing open and two girls walk in. You didn't want to invade their conversation so you quickly left the bathroom. As you were walking out the door, you heard them mention Hinata, the girl in your music class, and Itadori.

You shrugged it off, ‘They’re probably talking about a different Hinata and Itadori.’ You thought to yourself as you walked back to the bleachers. As you walk up the steps, you once again feel the strong sharp daggers the college cheerleaders send you. All of them were staring at you up and down as you continued to walk up the stairs. Your eyebrows knitted as you stared back at them, judgment in your eyes, earning them all to roll their eyes and face forward after hearing their captain call out some cheers. 

“ Nobara, those cheerleaders are staring at me so badly. It's so annoying.” You sit down next to Kugisaki and place your head on her shoulder, she puts her cheek against your hair and the both of you continue to watch the game.

“ Ignore them, some of them are some soulless ugly ass bitches, don't let them affect your mood babe.” She places a soft kiss on the top of your head, a small smile creeped up on your face. You muttered a quiet thanks to her and put your focus back on the game. 

Second quarter went by quicker than you thought, it was now halftime meaning you had some time to get some fresh air. Kugisaki went to talk to a green haired girl and you decided to leave the gym. As you exited the gym, the cold air of the december night made you pull your sweater closer to you. Although it wasn't giving you a lot of warmth you weren't as cold anymore. Your sneakers crunched against the gravel outside the gym as you made your way to the side of the huge gym. It was a quiet area that no one really went to, but as you leaned against the wall, You heard a voice call out for you. You move your attention from your phone to the black haired girl that stood in front of you, Ogami Hinata.  

“Hey L/n, I didn’t expect to see you here!” She leaned against the wall right next to you, shoving her hands in her pockets to prevent herself from getting any colder. 

“Yea, my friend invited me and I had nothing else to do today so I decided to come with her.”  Silence followed after, leaving an awkward atmosphere for the two of you.

“So Itadori didn't invite you?” Hinata abruptly said, her question catching you off guard ‘What’s up with this girl and Itadori.’ you thought to yourself as you let out a long sigh. Your phone buzzed, ripping your attention away from the black haired girl. You fished it out of your pocket and saw you had received a text message from Kugisaki.

Nobara

Nobara - the game gonna start soon

Nobara - wya 🙄

Comingggg - You

“Can you stop asking questions about Itadori, I just met him.” a soft chuckle escaped your mouth in an attempt to ease the tense atmosphere. “ I gotta go, I'll see you later” You pivotied away from the girl, leaving her alone with her own thoughts. You yourself were also deep in your thoughts, wondering why she kept wanting to talk about Itadori with you. You entered the gym and took your seat next to Kugisaki and her friend she had brought over. 

The game had ended faster than you had realized, your college ended up winning by 9 points.The team huddled up on their side of the court before they broke it off and cheered. You hadn't noticed that Kugisaki and green hair friend had left during the fourth quarter. Leaving you by yourself. You grabbed your phone as you started heading down the bleachers. Opening your messages you see Kugisaki texted you

Nobara - The game got boring so i dipped lmao, see u tmr babes 

Okayy text me when u get home - You

As you're walking out of the gym, you feel a warm hand grip your wrist. “Leaving so soon L/n?” Itadori pulls you to the side into a small quiet hall that connects the gymnasium to another building. “ Did you like the game? I could've done better if Imma be real.” Itadori sulks. His hand still wrapped around your wrist.

“Yeah you did great Itadori! I’ll go to the next one if you invite me.” You look up at the tall pink haired man. A small blush appears across his cheeks. He lets go of your wrist and cracks his knuckles, trying to seem unflustered by your comment. His actions earn a small quiet laugh from you. Itadori rocks on his heels as he grabs his phone out and shows you a picture of a flier.

TOKYO HOOPERS AFTER PARTY

“I was wondering…” Itadori stammered over his words. “If you wanted to come to this party with me? It’s at my brother's house and yea ummm he said I can bring my friends so yea I want you to go but only if you want to. You don't have to go if you don't want to, I totally understand.” Itadori quickly spoke, his nervousness clearly showing. He continued to rock on his heels, his hands intertwined in front of him.

“Sorry, I have hella assignments to do tonight.” You gave him a sympathetic look, you wanted to go to the party but you knew you had a shitload of work to do. “Next time I promise I’ll go!” you held your pinky out in front of him, he smiled at you as he interlocked his larger pinky with yours.

“You better!” He chucked, pinky’s still interlocked, he locked eye contact with you. “You need a ride? I saw Nobara leave early and she hasn't come back.” Itadori released his pinky from yours, the both of you proceed to walk back inside the gym towards his bags near the locker room. 

“You’ve done too much for me already, I’ll just order an uber dont worry.” You watched him as he collected all of his stuff. 

“No, I’m taking you home and you can't say no., I gotta change real quick. Wait for me right here yeah?” You muttered a small ‘yep’ as you took a seat on the bench that was next to Itadori’s bags. You whip out your phone and start playing a random game you had. After a while, you hear the murmurs of some cheer girls as they walk past you. Lucky for you, (or unlucky) Itadori walks out of the locker rooms in some gray sweatpants and a compression turtleneck under his black hoodie. “ Okay let's head out. Wanna get some food?” The girls stare at you in shock, more whispers erupt between the girls. Itadori’s gaze lands on the group of girls, he raises an eyebrow at them in confusion before leaning towards you, his face right in front of yours. “Why are they staring?” Itadori whispers, confusion laced his voice.

“I'm not sure, they been mugging me since like the second quarter.” You whispered back at him. You get up from the bench and help Itadori with his bag. He quickly grabs it out of your hands, not wanting you to carry it. 

“Eh they're probably just some random weirdos.” His straightforwardness made you laugh a bit, making him also laugh. 

The two of you head over to his car, he opens the passenger door for you and places his bags in the back. “So where ya wanna eat at?” Itadori hops into the driver's side and starts his car. A low pur erupts from his engine. “Taco Bell sounds fire to be honest.” He suggested.

“Yes it does, and they’re open late so we got hella time before they close.” The car starts moving, the taco bell wasn't far from your college, it was the first exit off of the highway. You arrived there pretty fast since Itadori was speeding. After parking the car you and Itadori ended up deciding to eat inside.

After ordering you take a seat in a booth near the window. Itadori had paid for you once again, you thanked his generosity towards you multiple times. “ Like I said, thank you for everything you did today, how can I pay you back?” You tilt your head at him, waiting for his response.

“ Um no, you don't need to pay me back for anything, we’re friends right? This is what friends do so shush” 

“Okay but next time we hang out, it's on me.” Itadori hums in agreement as he gets up to the register after hearing your order being called. He comes back to the table and places your food in front of you. You took a long sip from your Baja Blast freeze before digging in. Itadori muttered a quick prayer before he began to eat too. 

He had noticed you slightly shiver from the cold throughout the night yet every time he'd ask you if you were cold you would just deny it. “Dude I can tell you're cold, take my hoodie, it's way warmer than that thin ass zip up.” He took off his hoodie and handed it to you. You slipped in on looking up at him and thanking him, your eyes lingered on him longer than they should've as you admired his body. ‘Damn he looks hella good in the compression shirt’ you thought to yourself before looking back down at your food and eating. Itadori seemed to have noticed you stare at him and his ears turned a bright cherry red. 

Once you and Itadori had finished eating. You headed back to his car. Found by Tems and Brent Faiyaz played in the background as you drove back to your apartment. “Thanks for today Itadori, It was a lot of fun.” You fidgeted with the sleeves of his hoodie, his cologne lingered in your nose as you buried your cold face in the hoodie as an attempt to get warmer. 

“Don't thank me, you make it seem and if you forced me to hang out with you, when it's the other way around.” He laughed as his hand gripped the steering wheel and the other laid on the gear shift. You look at the veins that pop out of his arms and hands as his grip tightens around the steering wheel. 

“ You really did, you forced me into your car so many times you basically kidnapped me!” the both of you laughed as you admired the city zoom past your eyes. “ But yea I had hella fun today. I’m glad I met you, Itadori, I hope we can hang out again soon.” 

“Yea, I'm glad I met you too L/n. Give me your number so we plan to link up again soon. I have a sharpie in the glove box.” You turn on the flash of your phone as you search the glove box. You finally find the sharpie and you turn your body to face him. You grab his forearm and roll his sleeve up as you begin to write your number on his hard forearm. You roll his sleeve back down and place the sharpie back into the glove box. 

You finally arrive at your apartment. He parks his car in the same spot as early and hops out of the driver's side to open the car door for you. “ Let me walk you up to your place since it's pretty late already.” You agree as you begin walking to the elevator with Itadori right by your side. You ascend to the 6th floor and quickly arrive at your front door. 

“Thanks for walking me.” You turn your body to face him. As you begin to take off his hoodie, Itadori grabs your arms and pulls the hoodie back down. He smiles at you before telling you to keep it. After some denying and arguing you finally accept his offering.

“I’ll see you uhh….. Soon.” You tell him, obviously not knowing when you're going to see him again. 

“Yea, I’ll see you soon.” Itadori smiles at you warmly before waving at you goodbye as he begins to walk away. 

You enter your apartment and take off your pants and shirt, switch into some pj pants and put Itadori’s hoodie back on. You do your nightly routine of brushing out teeth and your skin care before hopping into bed. Your phone buzzes as you plug it into the charger near your nightstand. 

Unknown Number

Unknown Number - Sleep well L/nnnnn 

Unknown Number - dis ur fave baller btw :P

You - Goodnight Itadori, sleep well <3

You plug your phone and close your eyes, slowly drifting to sleep, completely forgetting to do your assignments.