#I’m going to have to take a vacation

[hungergameshyperfixation]

I’m already a disorganized MESS with all my thoughts about SotR (or SOTR—yes we get a fantastic acronym) but the current one that is rattling in my brain is that we TECHNICALLY didn’t get a confirmation about who the protagonist is. Correct me if I’m wrong but all the announcement posts simply confirm it takes place on the morning of the 50th games.

We could be following Katniss’s Mom for all we know—she was alive to witness it, lost her best friend to it.

This Hunger Games novel could do something completely different to what we’ve seen: follow a character who doesn’t survive past the games themselves. Maybe we could be getting a first person novel about the district 2 career, or Maysilee herself.

Maybe it’s third person, or first person by someone other than Haymitch.

Maybe we get a rotating perspective (doubt it but still!!)

Maybe it’s Haymitch’s mother, brother, a girlfriend. So many possibilities

Do I hope it’s Haymitch centered? …yes absolutely lmao he’s literally my favorite character in the series. (Which I’m ngl, I hope the novel doesn’t shatter that 💀 I know Haymitch isn’t exactly likeable and I fear maybe my “rose colored glasses” have a chance to be shattered lol)

But just to raise the idea that Haymitch isn’t the only person Sunrise on the Reaping could focus on

[cordiallyfuturedwight]

bangtan boys in turtlenecks (11/??)

for @rjshope | cr. 0613data, bangtansubs, dwellingsouls

[pepsicurtis]

I hate that I get so attached to new swings and then they leave. This is my first experience with Broadway and did not know it would be so painful.

[independent-fics]

The fact that Eliot was considering killing Moreau instead of working with the team to take him to justice is so intense. For this new family he wanted to prevent them from even coming close to him he was considering breaking his vow, going it alone and just assassinating him.

[vanity-complex]

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[chill4234]

Man I love Omori and Steven Universe, on tge first watch/playthrough it’s all fun and games but on the second time around you see that foreshadowing is everywhere and it feels like being stabbed. No other piece of media does it like them.

[tabithatwo]

Because I’ve been feeling brave lately (maybe TOO brave time will tell) I’m gonna ask an earnest question like I am truly curious where this comes from…does anyone understand the frequent jackie body shames shauna trope in yj fic? I am not coming for anyone okay I just can’t figure it out for the life of me, like I am 99.99% certain the only time we see jackie discuss shauna’s body is with boob dress and that’s like…her wanting shauna to show more skin. And then she backs down immediately when shauna gets upset. It’s very much an indicator that she loves her body to me. So I can absolutely see where a hyperawareness or her body around jackie just based on like her Body Being Perceived exists!! Or shauna wondering if jackie was judging her in a negative way in the other clothes or whatever!! I just…body shaming is such a really very cruel thing and I’m very confused by where the explicit and extreme verbal body shaming thing comes from, like is there a moment where people infer it cause I’m at such a LOSS on this one. Like obviously characterization is largely based on how you read a text I fully get that!! And that’s okay!! All of this is creative prerogative!! I’m just constantly confused by how frequently people write jackie just tearing into shauna’s body because it’s so specific and so next level mean.

[dogesphere]

Success! I figured out how to fold up my knee scooter so it stores more easily for travel. …Except I have to take the knee rest off to really fold it which is kind of annoying, lol.

[chelseasdagger]

Y’ALL MY MAY COULD NOT!!!!!!!! BE GETTING ANYYYYYY BETTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[sirmanmister]

Spunky.

He’s in kidney failure. He’s so thirsty all the time but can barely keep himself upright to drink. He’s very weak and sad and tired. We’re gonna put him down tomorrow morning.

I grew up with five cats, one for each person. Glory (my little sister’s), Emma (my mom’s) Zipper (my older sister’s, but also my mom), Fred (my dad’s), and Spunky (mine). Over the years we’ve lost them all. We lost Zipper less than a year ago. 11 months and 1 day. We’ll lose Spunky tomorrow and then that’s it. I’ll come back home to a completely catless household. He’s 17. His birthday is April 8th, the day before my sister’s. Spunky has changed every single time one of the other cats died. He got more snuggly after Fred, his brother, died. He got very sad after Zipper died, even though they just tolerated each other. I think he’s been a little bit lonely without another cat in the house. When he dies tomorrow he’ll see them again.

I got sick last Friday and have been incredibly sick for a whole week. Today I finally felt better and I was excited cuz it’s payday and I could finally rest and sleep and recover from this stupid fucking illness. And now I’m so exhausted but I don’t want to sleep because he’s going to die in the morning. Im so fucking sad.

[megatraven]

I’m going to kill someone and it won’t be me

[galpalaven]

Save me gabapentin. Gabapentin save me

[egregiousderp]

A week’s vacation starts tomorrow. Minus Halloween, of course, because I love working Halloween at the store enough I requested to work it. I’m up to two kids who already are clearly living in their costumes: one in a Sonic Onesie with matching yellow crocs decked in sonic-themed jibbitz, and one Batman with the built-in foam muscles on a maybe…seven year old and five year old respectively? Best part of Halloween for me, honestly, seeing the kids who are going to *be* Spider-Man or whatever until Thanksgiving when their parents finally go TAKE THAT OFF WE HAVE COMPANY COMING.

Got cleared for the Jedi costume as long as I’m bladeless and the saber stays on the belt, so that’s…honestly, easy, but also feels a little weird because it’s like “oh cool what do I do with the time, now?” Like, I debated making a togruta headdress for it but decided not to just in case it’s “scary” for the real little ones.

Car’s still needing to go to the shop because it won’t start and the hood latch is broken, and my sick time from the Week of Mystery Dysentery has come up mysteriously short a hundred bucks from my already not so great paycheck, and car insurance had to be paid.

So it looks like I’m spending a week inside cooking two big meals to make use of the pantry stuff that just got cleared, with MAYBE a third if mom feels like eating chopped liver with me if I make it, and seeing how many paper cranes I can make to contribute to the thousand.

…It’s so weird working so hard to get full time for so many years, and now the benefits are slightly annoying and way less helpful than the guaranteed hours—especially since the home situation is so toxic and I’m trapped, unable to go anywhere.

[partynthem]

anyway. it’s been a rough week

[thyknife]

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[mass-convergence]

“Why do I have such a bad headache?” I ask myself as I absentmindedly massage the boulder of a knot in my left trap.

Such a fucking mystery as to why I could possibly be dealing with a headache that feels like someone is squeezing my skull with a rubber band.