#Toadies 2017

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Ryan Moloney as Toadie Rebecchi & Eve Morey as Sonya Rebecchi NEIGHBOURS (1985 - PRESENT)  Episode 7610

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Drew Sheneman, Newark Star-Ledger

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Lucian Truscott Newsletter

The limitations of loyalty

Lucian K. Truscott IV

Dec 01, 2024

What is Donald Trump so afraid of? I ask the question because in the military, it has long been known that only frightened, little men – it has always been men – appoint toadying loyalists to positions under their command. If a frightened little man wants his orders carried out, even when his orders are likely to cause deaths of his compatriots by their idiocy and cravenness, then he must appoint people who will follow his orders unquestioningly. Fellow frightened little men fit that requirement to a T.

All the news stories last night and commentators today on the appointment by Trump of Kash Patel to head the FBI have started out with the proposition that he is a “dangerous” and “shocking” appointment. He is neither. He’s not shocking, because Trump has made it clear over the last two years that he was going to put someone like Patel in the job of FBI Director. He’s not dangerous, because you’ve got to be effective to be dangerous, and Patel hasn’t been effective at anything he’s ever done.

Patel got his start as an aide to Devin Nunes when he was chairman of the House Intelligence Committee in 2017. Nunes, with the able help of Patel, fucked up that job by the numbers. He claimed he received classified documents from unnamed sources that would prove that President Obama had “tapped my wires,” as Trump had claimed, and he would show them to the White House. The documents came from two National Security aides in the White House, with whom Nunes met secretly one night in early March of 2017. Nunes and Patel took the documents, which turned out not to be secret at all, back to the Capitol, where Nunes shared them with the press, and then made a show of taking them to the White House to show them to Trump, whose aides had had them all along. Even Trump toady Lindsey Graham compared Nunes to the fictional and incompetent “Inspector Clouseau.”

Patel stayed with Nunes throughout his comical attempts to prove anything Trump said about “Russia Russia Russia” was true. The problem was, they kept running up against uncomfortable facts. Trump’s campaign aide George Papadopoulos had, in fact, met with Russian agents of the GRU who offered “dirt” on Hillary Clinton. When Nunes traveled to London to meet with MI5, MI6, and GCHQ, the British office of government communications, no one would meet with him. Patel was his aide on all this.

Patel got a job as a counterterrorism specialist on the Trump National Security Council and promptly inserted himself right in the middle of Trump’s botched attempts to use Rudy Giuliani and Lev Parnas – remember him? – to pressure Ukrainian President Zelenskyy to open a fake investigation of Joe Biden that Trump could use against him in the presidential campaign. Patel’s many laughable maneuvers in that clusterfuck are too numerous to go into here, but suffice to say that Patel’s frequent contacts with Giuliani tell you pretty much all you need to know about how effective and successful that scam was.

Patel next popped into public view when Trump appointed him as Chief of Staff to Acting Defense Secretary Christopher Miller, who replaced Mark Esper in the job after Patel accused him of being disloyal to Trump by refusing to deploy active-duty soldiers to put down George Floyd protests. During Patel’s three months in the Pentagon, he served alongside Ezra Cohen-Watnick, one of the sources who provided Nunes with the fake documents that “proved” Obama had tapped Trump’s “wires.”

While Trump was out of office, Patel was given a job with Trump’s social media company and with one of his superpacs, where he was paid several hundred thousand dollars for what amounted to no-show jobs. Patel also earned money hawking pro-Trump T-shirts and other cheap trash under the company name “K$H.” He also sold pills he claimed would reverse the effects of the COVID vaccine and wrote a series of children’s books that featured the character of “King Donald.”

Okay, Patel is one more grifter in the great panoply of Trump loyalists who have made careers out of their closeness and loyalty to the Great Man, for which he was promoted ever-upward. Every person who has ever had a government job at any level – county, city, state, federal – or in a corporation, has known a Kash Patel, a creepy little briefcase-carrier who’s always currying favor with the boss, and despite any evidence of having skills other than self-promotion and ass-kissing, just keeps getting promoted or shifted job titles that keep him or her employed and in a position where they can serve the interests of the boss.

That’s the point, how common the Kash Patels of the world are, how well known they are to anyone who has a job where they are actually required to produce stuff, whether it’s studies, or plans, or construct roads, or build cars, or come up with ideas for products that will produce income or in government, programs that are successful in what they are intended to do. Sniveling little suck ups like Patel are so prevalent in American life that everyone has had to suffer under them during their professional lives. So, if you know anything you say to a certain co-worker is going straight into the ear of the boss, you tend to keep your mouth shut about things you don’t want the boss to hear about. If one of these Patel-like suck ups is known for taking credit for ideas he or she didn’t come up with, then ideas of those down in the trenches of the government agency or corporation aren’t shared with that person. If a suck up is known for stabbing others in the back to get his or her way, then people learn not to present their backs in such a way that they will be easily accessed by a knife.

Here is how Patel described in a recent right-wing podcast interview what he would do if he was appointed FBI Director: “I’d shut down the FBI Hoover Building on day one and reopen it the next day as a museum of the deep state. And I’d take the seven thousand employees that work in that building and send them across America to chase down criminals. Go be cops. You’re cops, go be cops. Go chase down murderers and rapists and drug dealers. What do you need seven thousand people there for? Same thing with DOJ. What are all these people doing here? Looking for the next government promotion.”

There are about 35,000 people who work for the FBI in all kinds of capacities, from field agents to office staff to evidence analysis to legal advisors to certified public accountants involved in investigating financial crimes. It’s a long list of people, many of whom have had long careers in the FBI doing the work of law enforcement, some of it drudge work that isn’t fun to do, but must be done if crimes are to be investigated and criminals are to be caught and put in prison. Many of these people in the FBI are very smart. Some FBI agents have law degrees. The minimum requirement is a bachelor’s degree in criminal justice, accounting, forensic science, and other professional fields. They must have at least two years work experience in some form of law enforcement. Employment in the FBI is highly competitive. Only 20 percent of those seeking jobs with the FBI are accepted to begin the process of meeting employment qualifications. Many are eliminated by failing writing tests, interviews, medical and physical fitness exams, background checks, or field training schooling at the FBI Academy. As few as two to three percent of applicants meet all the requirements and become FBI agents.

My point is, the FBI isn’t a number like Patel’s 7,000. It’s people. They know stuff. They read the newspapers. They watch the news on TV. They are well-informed. When Kash Patel describes them as people who are just “looking for the next government promotion,” they know he is describing himself, not them.

The FBI is full of expert bureaucratic in-fighters. The people who reach positions of leadership are in charge of hundreds of employees under them and budgets in the millions that they have to fight for. Some fight for the FBI budget in Congress, some fight for departmental budgets inside the FBI. They’re not just sitting around twiddling their thumbs.

They see Kash Patel coming, and they’re not going to lie down and take it from this sniveling little fool.

Bureaucrats are experts at delay, obfuscation, dodging orders, putting things off for another day, flooding the zone with paperwork, overloading the system with unmanageable data, creating streams of seemingly important but useless data. You name it, they can do it. Kash Patel will land at the FBI, and he won’t know whether he’s coming or going. His instinct will be to hire and surround himself with other Trump toadies like Cohen-Watnick and Michael Ellis, the other Trump national security council official who provided Nunes and Patel with the fake secret documents that failed to prove Obama tapped anybody’s “wires,” least of all Donald Trump’s.

The problem with loyalists is their predictability. Patel will lash out without thinking, make assertions that cannot be proven, flaunt conspiracy theories that are dead letters on arrival. The problem is, he will be at the head of an agency that is evidence-based by its very nature, employing thousands of people who have spent their lives being tested in courts of law, where telling a lie can get you put in prison.

Loyalty is not a measure of a person’s worth unless that loyalty is to something greater than oneself. Patel will imitate the man who put him in power. Imitation may be the sincerest form of flattery, but it’s a piss-poor way to run a railroad, or the FBI, as the saying goes.

[Lucian Truscott on Substack]

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☆ my ult k-girlie girls + fave boys: seokjin, namjoon, yoongi, jimin, jungkook, taehyung, hobi, shuya, soohyun, byeol eun, som hevin, izykite, lee haein, taemin, jinki, jonghyun, minho, kibum, dahyun, momo, mina, jihyo, jeongyeon, jieun, heesung, sunoo, taehyun, soobin, hueningkai, chaewon, yuqi, choi yujin, shen xiaoting, moonbin, eunwoo, sanha, jung eunbi, hwang eunbi, umji, sowon, jung yerin, choi yuna, ha sooyoung, kim jiwoo, hyeju, kim lip, choerry, wonyoung, an yujin, liz, moonbyul, yongsun, hwasa, wheein, gunwook, jiwoong, gyuvin, zhang hao, sung hanbin, kim taerae, ricky, seok matthew

☆ comfort characters + pixelitos 2d que me caen re pana o están MUY bien escritos:

• bonnibel, marceline, jake, finn, simon, phoebe (adventure time)

• sprig, hop pop, Mr. & Mrs. Boonchuy, calamity trio, toadie, grime, king andrias, ivy, maddie (amphibia)

• tilly, BILL, alice, gloria, cricket, nancy (big city greens)

• toast, puppycat, bee, cardamon (bee & puppycat)

• eric 😭😭😭, cory, topanga, shawn, mr. phoene, angela (boy meets world)

• rj, tata, chimmy, koya, mang, cooky, shooky (bt21)

• kudo shinichi, mouri ran, kuroba kaito (detective conan)

• GABBY, rosa maria, GRETT, kai, james, AIDEN, alec, fiore, drew, lake, miriam, A.S FINAL THREE, trevek (disventure camp)

• McDuck triplets, DONALD, scrooge, DELLA, Mrs. Beakley, lena, rosita, McQuak, fenton cabrera (ducktales 2017)

• ESTROPAJO 😭😭😭😭😭, lily, mai, joy, BONNIE, maggie, puppet, golden, bon, toddy, meg, frededdy, cami, felix (fhs)

• michael, elizabeth, glamrock freddy, foxy, chica, henry, ballora (fnaf)

• wendy, dilfs & young twinnies pines, SOOS, bill cipher (gravity falls)

• blaine, kurt, brittany, santana, mercedes, unique (glee)

• martha, veronica, h. mcnamara, h. chandler (heathers)

• nani, stitch, lilo, david (lilo & stitch)

• wei ying, LAN WANJI, jiang yanli, wen qing, a-qing, wen ning, jinling, jiang cheng, xueyang, xiao xingchen, song lan (mdzs)

• kagami, luka, chloe, ALIX, julekka (mlb)

• flutter shy, sunset shimmer, the dazzlings, rarity, twilight sparkle, sci-twi, trixie, lyra & bonbon, derpy hooves, princess luna (mlp 4th gen / eg)

• ghoulia, cleo, draculaura, clawdeen, twyla, toralei, rochell, invisi billy, scarah, casta, spelldon, valentine, spectra, jackson / hult, iris, abby, sirena, catty noir, skellita, gigi & whisp grant (monster high)

• RBG sibblings, zane, cole, jay, sensei wu (ninjago)

• wandasho, momojump!!, nigo (project sekai)

• myeong jaeun, im yerin (pyramid game)

• RIGBY, benson, eileen, pops, benson (regular show)

• penny lamb, noel, ocean (ride the cyclone)

• ki seongyeom, oh mijoo, seo danah, lee yeonghwa (run on)

• ESCORPIA, entrapta, bow, adora, catra (she-ra 2018)

• pearl, peridot, rose quartz, amethyst, lars, jasper (steven universe)

• carry, penny, anais, gumball, darwin, nicole, sarah (tawog)

• gumi, meiko, luka, kaito, triple baka squad, rin & len, fukase, oliver, gakupo, piko, IA, sweet ann, vflower, defoko, momone momo, ritsu, ruko, sukone tei, akita neru, haku, shiteyanyo (vocaloid + utaus & fanloids)

• vannellope, fix it felix, captain calhoun (wreck it ralph)

• miyazono kaori, kōsei arima (your lie in april)

• na heedo, ko yurim (2521)

☆ pixiamistades por las que me dejaría poner una bala en el craneo irl (así como lo haría por bangtan/alguno de mis otros favs y/o demás aficiones preciadas para mí) :

♡ angelitas gc ; cuendie, lanis, pacha, frida, rosi y mel (putas sé que NINGUNA (a excepción de maybe whendie (ily whendie)) va a leer una poronga de esto xq (COMO YO) son unas pajeras de mierfa y así pEEROo,,, in case alguna ACTUALLY llegue a ver este coso jsj <'33 nada, ya le saben,,, las adoro son mis pajeras favoritas en este mundo entero nunca me falten xfavor enserio las amo mucho)

♡ cony [(maybe tampoco leas bec esta pseudo-carrd es un puterio MUY pesado de cargar o leer por tanta wea que le puse pero you know damn well qué pienso de ti, nada tqm demasiado flaca jamás me faltes de rodillas te pido fr eres de las mejores amistades que he podido hacer en estos 20 años de mi silly existencia | 2024 update: me hiciste MUCHISIMA falta como no te lo puedes llegar a imaginar flaca ASJFHSGDJTJDHFK 😭😭😭😭😭💗💗💗💗 perdona por haberme alejado tanto tiempo y sin avisar a más detalle, enserio fue en contra de mi voluntad y odio como no tienes idea el hecho de haberle permitido a la persona que lo causó, prolongarlo por el tiempo que lo hizo hasta ahora, sé que probablemente las cosas no vuelvan a ser como antes ya que el paso del tiempo PESA y con mucha fuerza, pero igual, me alegra de todas formas saber que no me od!as y que aún cuento con tu amistad 🤧🤧🤧❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 amo hablar de cualquier tontería y media contigo así como quejarnos de lo que sea que pase en el momento en la tl TvT siento y nadie matchea mi freak (PLATONICAMENTE OFC) de la manera en que tú lo haces 🥹🥹🥹 es muy ñoño y lo sé pero ndea siempre nos ví a ambas como al jinkook, tú siendo seokjin y yo jk in some way jsjs <'333

siempre te admiré muchísimo por lo brutalmente honesta que eres, al igual que por el talento que tenías para esculpir y escribir (cuando en la época hacías aus taejin y le dedicabas testamentos a seokjin just like me jsj (qué tiempos esos <'3)), así como tu gran sentido del humor y OVERALL, el gran sistema de apoyo y comfort qué eres para quienes te rodean a tu propia manera (even if you seen a bit tough outside jsj TvT)

EN FINNNNN, reitero, enserio eres de las mejores personas que he tenido el placer y honor de conocer 😭😭😭😭 en verdad te quiero mucho y te adoro con todo mi corazón 🫂❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹 that's all, bye 🥹💗)]

♡ güilliz rockerita mechitas de colores KOMATSU (técnicamente hablando,,, SOMOS amikx irl as well y así BUTTTTTTT,,, since quitteé tratar de ser el ilon ma' y desde entonces no nos hemos podido ver de nuevo + casi que nuestra ÚNICA manera de contacto es vía ig y wapp puejjjj,, creo y eso prácticamente nos hace también pixibesties y no solo lunchboxfriends <'3333 ~ (me alegra MUCHO que no resultaramos así jsj) y nada flaca, sabes que te adoro con todo mi pechito de espantahumanos TvT, gracias por seguir junto a mí a pesar de lo complejo que pueda ser estar conmigo cuando estoy in my lowest, enserio eres un sol y demasiado cool y AVDAGDADGSFHSFDHRS amo que de igual forma confíes en mí y me consideres parte de tu círculo más cercano 😭😭😭💗💗💗 ilysm boba, vamos por más años de amistad juntitas y someday mandemonos un drinking game viendo algo que nos desespere a ambas, yo invito el soju cjau)

♡ sophie (TE AMO GRACIAS POR TENER TANTAS AFICIONES WEABOOS EN COMÚN CONMIGO 😭😭😭 ERES UN SOL ENSERIO TE QUIERO BANDA Y TE ADORO MUCHO FLACA AFSJSGSKSJD)

♡ layla (PANA AFSHSFSNDVD CÓMO ES POSIBLE QUE VIVAMOS EN EL MISMO PLATANAL Y NO NOS HAYAMOS ENCONTRADO NI UNA SOLA VEZ PORELPUTISIMOPADREAFSJSGDKD SOY MOCOS I HATE HERE 😭😭😭😭 ... ya serios,,, ay pana,,, nada en la re buena contigo también te re quiero mucho eres una chimba de persona y sabes que pa las que seas cuentas conmigo)

♡ mile (oh girl,,, YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW nor HAVE a single IDEA de lo que yo era como armada antes de conocerte,,, gracias por ayudarme a encontrar el camino de la inner peace para no ser purpurina básica status quo con you know what and whose fr ty veri mucho btw enserio me caes re pana y te re quiero muak)

♡ armytwt mutis wonitas ; vivi, diana best jungkooka y ro 2seokista (gracias por acordarse de mi existencia y no olvidarse de mí wapas TvT 💗💗💗 se les tqm mucho muchito muchazo cjau <'333)

♡ mamberitos squad ; sebas, mati, alfred, cata, bell, martha, lex, dirk, arii (no words, just decirles que 1. ESTÁN BASADISIMOS LOS TQM MUCHO y 2. NO están feos, SÍ combinan 🫰 | 2024 update: gracias por no olvidarme 🥹💗💗💗)

♡ tomo / nellsita (TOMITO 😭😭😭😭😭😭 AXSHSGSJSGSKDVEJE TE QUIERO MUCHO MUCHO MUCHO ERES UN SOLECITO Y UN COMPLETO AMOR DE PERSONA ILYSM BAIII xfi algún día hagamos una collab juntas de lo que sea <'333)

- pausa para autoconciencia momento y decir,,, será que alguna si leerá esto TT? adsgbghkgj meh idc igual lo hago porque soy maricona y TENGO la necesidad patológica de expresarlo públicamente so,,, sigo -

♡ japanbooesque / nana app gang ; feruu, kishy y sombra (las amo reinas, fenkies so muchos por aguantarse mi voz chillona y fastidiosa desde que las conocí <'3 fr las re quiero muchito byee)

♡ youtube besties ; luci, dome, nao, mandarino, janee, jevik y bupi11 (gracias a cada unx de ustedes por darme una manito y acompañarme en este viaje que ha sido mi canal de youtube desde que comencé a tomarme enserio el intentar ser creadora de contenido TvT en verdad les agradezco MUCHO y de todo corazón, todo el cariño y apoyo que me han brindado desde que empecé 🥹🥹🥹 sé que aún mi canal no es muy grande que digamos pero igual para mí basta y sobra el tenerles junto a mí en este camino en el que me embarque, al iniciar esta ruta en la que quería dar vida a algo que una vez soñé y, ahora gracias a ustedes, es una hermosa realidad 🤧🤧🤧🤧💗💗💗 muchas gracias chicxs, enserio les adoro 🫂🫂🫂❤️‍🩹)

♡ eze (pana 😭😭😭😭 literalmente nos conocemos hace nada pero siento y conectamos re bien porque ambos somos igual de delulos por los cabezones y afsjsk nada tqm mucho, te cargas UN TALENTAZO pa los trazos, DIOS ENSERIO TE BESO EL CRÁNEO PORQUE ERES UN PUTO GENIO CON LAS IDEAS QUE TE MANDAS y eres una persona muy vacana 🫶 , eso <'33, fr te agarré mucho cariño y confianza rápidamente y espero nos podamos seguir conociendo más 🥹💗 | update 2024; I miss you so much as well 😭😭😭😭)

♡ bastard voice crew (gracias por adoptarme en su grupo siendo el team de fandoblaje MÁS VACANO que puede haber en todo youtube 😭😭😭😭💗💗💗, fr se les tqm mucho por darme la chance de trabajar junto a ustedes y creer en mí)

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yYYYYyyy,,, bno,,, ya para cerrar la agenda MARICONA (de una buena vez por todas lpm AFSVDAHFSJFSLG) de una manera NO tan emo,,, les dejo esta canción que es EL tema más real de amistad !!! (archivo adjunto más abajito), que si nunca se los dedicaron antes (xq como yo no tuvieron amistades que fueran así de chimba backthen) se los dedico YO ahora kkk <33 ~ jsjs

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denle *tap* al corazoncito de abajo para que les abra la canción, that's all, mucha omosesualidad por un día, byeee

pd: si no reconocen la canción we no longer frens anymore *angry 👉👈*

/j

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BYF !! • pa la gente del nicho (army/kpoptwt) que vea esto:

no soy only pero ✨ PRIORIZO A BTS ✨ , les chillo de manera INSANA al jinkook (tanto individualmente y/o en conjunto (ya que los 2 son mi comfort dúo y los amo a ambos por igual como no tienen idea)), hablo MUCHO de mis hiperfijaciones varias y vida en general, a veces hago music rants, escucho ggs y k-solistas femeninas + algun@s artistas western y derivad@s, tuiteo en spanglish involuntariamente, stream, votaciones, etc, silencioso (a veces subo capturas tho), uso modismos de mi país (al igual que otros de latam más generales) y (la gran mayoría del tiempo) tone indicators, manejo caritas y emojis irónica y no irónicamente, me la paso más en mi complain acc, me pongo candado en CASI todas mis cuentas cuando NO ando activa como para interactuar o responder dms !! (so ya le saben, NO me falta responsabilidad afectiva o me hago la rogada, SIMPLEMENTE soy una pelotuda con tdah que no sabe organizar sus horarios y de paso la caga mucho irl inconscientemente kkk so PLZ be gentle w me or either 😭🔪)

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DFi / DNi !! • NO me sigas ni/o interactues sí :

-16/+25, CHRONICALLY ONLINE, basic dfi criteria, edgy a*f (no eres diferente DAS VERGÜENZA date cuenta), anti de mi stan list o temas de interés, llevas demasiado lejos la "kpop over morals" agenda, only castrosa con complejo de comunista , te quejas del racismo pero de igual forma cuando tienes chance por estupideces sin sentido eres racista, te cagas en gente fácil de tirar hate, rebajas mujeres para quedar bien o hacer quedar bien a alguien más, te relacionas con solos intensas (tirando a akgaes) ó que de plano SON akgaes/antis de los demás miembros de bts)), validas fansites saessangs apesar de la mierda que hacen solo por el contenido que proveen, no puedes pasar jodas a largo plazo i N O F E N S I V A S (pls get a life) !!!, te tomas twt MUY enserio, crees amar al jinkook y a yoongi más que yo?¿!!! /j

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BYF !! • pa quienes son tan delusionales por monitos 2d o los cabezones de la edd00chan just like me:

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🟡 dctwt / disventure camp (sub)twt

- SOY JAKE, ALLY y ELLIE DEFENDER (xfa DO NOT ever try to INTERACT si eres de la gente CASTROSA que les tiene TIRRIA a estos 3 personajes y se cagan en ellos SIN ARGUMENTOS VÁLIDOS o solo por existir)

- NO TOLERO d€ad threats contra NINGÚN v.a (overall si en cuestión NO ha hecho NADA MALO)

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🟣 vivziepop's hellaverse (sub)twts

- en todo el Hellaverse mis personajes fav son: Blitz, Queen Beelzebub, Sally May, Fizzarollie, Millie, LUCIFER, Sr. Pentius, Cherry Bomb (SOLO EL PILOTO), Emily, Lute, Adam, Charlie y Husk.

- NO ESTOY DE ACUERDO con el DOBLE STANDARD que maneja la Vivianne Medrano en cuánto a "humor", QUÉ se debe tomar enserio o NO, oÓo,,, sus "FREE OUT OF JAIL CARDS" con ciertos personajes (yk WHOSE si sabes de lo que hablo).

- DETESTO la escritura de ambos shows,,, SOLO SIGO AQUÍ porque AMO el trabajo AUDIOVISUAL que manejan ambas series.

- las Chaggie me parecen una relación Muy blanda para mi propio gusto pero a la vez su dinámica es TERRIBLEMENTE nociva si analizas a profundidad el nivel de DEPENDENCIA y APEGO ANSIOSO que maneja Vaggie.

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🟠 fhstwt / fnafhs (sub)twt

- soy fan de fnafhs NO de eddoo !! aunque igual como artista y por su espíritu de creatividad le sigo guardando una fibra de respeto so no sé,,, tomenlo cómo quieran

- doy fb (fb = follow back) selectivo (incluso si en mi perfíl aparece que sigo a más gente de la que me sigue LMAO (aunque bno igual esto es principalmente porque sigo muchan fanaccs y bots de todos mis intereses conjuntamente so,,, kkk))

- sigo la serie desde 2017 pero recién en 2023 fue que me integré al subtwt de la serie /kkkcrying

- VEO AL FREDEDDY COMO HERMANOS !! (raja de acá si también los ves como hermanos y los shippeas de manera incestuosa 🔪🔪🔪🔪 si shippeas frededdy sin verlos como hermanos sino como 2 individuos que comparten un cuerpo no me molesta (tanto) tho)

- mis otps son bxb <'33 (SÍ SOY BÁSICA Y QUÉ STFU TENGO TRAUMAS SIN RESOLVER Y JAMÁS QUEDARÉ CONTENTA HASTA QUE EL CANON NO MUESTRE BIEN EL POV DEL MECHIMORADO Y LES DEN UN BUEN FINAL A MIS PAPÁS afsksgldfejiffn *stares madly at queerbaitchan*), megloy & maiggie !! pero igual me gustan el resto de dinámicas y ships (non problemáticos) de fhs 🤍 ~

- CREO FIRMEMENTE QUE TODOS LOS PERSONAJES TIENEN SUBTEXTO QUEER (tanto implicito como explícito) y EN LA SUPREMACÍA DE PUPPET TRANSMASC & JOY TRANSFEM !!

- me desaparezco INDEFINIDAMENTE de redes cuando ando a mil con estudios/trabajo e irl stuff, PERO !!! si necesitas hablar al priv (y tenemos el grado de confianza para hacerlo y lo hemos hecho antes) no dudes en hacerlo <3 mi dm siempre estará abierto para tí 🫶

- AMO DE SOBREMANERA ESTUPIDA Y RIDICULAMENTE GRANDE A BONNIE, por ende mi brainriot fnafhsero el 75% de las veces gira en torno a él.

[(no encontré ni UN solo gif de bonnie (el cabezón mechimorao) by his own (estoy llorando) so nada tocó con la chocopandilla ✌️ (igual y los toys siguen siendo mis ults pero bno it's ok at least con ellos mi scrunkly tiene amigibis así que still 👍))]

DFi / DNi !! • NO me sigas ni/o interactues sí :

× eres pro-vida

× crees amar a mis pixiults más que yo ?¿!/(#+_®°{¥π×√×€ /hj

× ERES MENOR DE 16 AÑOS o mayor de 25 (no subo nada nsfw solo no quiero ser guardería ni personal de un geriátrico /j | si somos moots está bien tho)

× no sabes respetar pronombres que vayan más allá de los cis-normativos !!

× APOYAS ZIONISMO (directa o indirectamente)

× NO SABES CÓMO INTERACTUAR CON MENORES DE MANERA NORMAL!!! (si eres así OJALÁ y te pongan una ORDEN DE RESTRICCIÓN para que no te vuelvas a acercar a alguno NUNCA MÁS)

× CONSUMES / COMPARTES o ESCRIBES R@P£ FICS (xfavor ANDATE A CAGAR y MEDICATE enfermitx de M!ERD4)

× usas: "feminista" o te refieres al feminismo de manera peyorativa junto a otros términos que escuchaste hablar de moda sin saber bien que eran y nunca te informaste sobre ello pero igual los sigues usando para hacerte ver "interesante"

× eres radfem e INVALIDAS MUJERES u HOMBRES TRANS (si eres terf sigue a Jk Rowling NO A MÍ, incluso si simpatizo con el feminismo y varias de sus ramas NO TOLERO/soporto/apoyo/etc este tipo de vainas)

× apoyas creadores de contenido (youtubers, artistas, voice actors, etc) abiertamente problemáticos :]

× eres proshipper (shippeas cosas por las cuales deberías estar TRAS LAS REJAS: incesto, abusador x víctima, PEDOFILIA, etc)

× peleas por ships (que OBJETIVAMENTE NO son algo NOCIVO de ver)

× IRRESPETAS GUSTOS AJENOS (que NO son algo ILEGAL) esperando que no te digan nada por ello

× se te suben los humos por tener algo de microfama en un subtwt :D (independiente a cuál de estos pertenezcas)

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• NOTE » para dejar de seguir DA sb (sb = SOFT BLOCK) que no eres un biti o alguna de mis k-girlie girls pa yo ser fan :]

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STAN LIST ~ ♪

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- ults: #방탄소년단 : BTS (OT7)

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- support :

iu . txt . twice . shuya . soffee . izykite . jiae . som hevin . byeol eun . belle . ive . zb1 (SK)

the driver era, sabrina carpenter (USA)

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- regulars :

seori . suran . heize . stella jang . saay . (g)i-dle . youha . jo yuri . kwon eunbi . rosé . taeyeon . astro . bibi . fromis_9 . loona . stayc . billie . mamamoo (+soloists) . red velvet . enhypen . kiof . nmixx . kenshi yonezu . eve . back number . the oral cigarettes . one ok rock . urashimasakazen . amatsuki . ado . aurora .

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thanks for reading 💬

bye ~

[sillymickel]

Democrats just caved. and the billionaire-owned media is greasing the skids to a totalitarian nightmare

as of today, i'm coming to the conclusion Democrats are complicit in Russia's theft of our U.S. presidential election & the murdering of American democracy.

i was thinking the other way, till now

Democrats just caved. and the billionaire-owned media is greasing the skids to a totalitarian nightmare

not a soul is speaking up, anywhere

Cadet Bone Spurs

is going to fire U.S. Generals & install toadies

to hand our country over to Russia

to hand Ukraine over to Russia.

& to shoot & murder protesters in the street, & arrest opponents for prison interrogation, mb torture.

& Americans are okay with this?

,,,

are Joe and Kamala doing anything except paving the way for Trump's totalitarianism?

to *prove* that they're good folks and not like Trump (who fought his defeat).

it's Merrick Garland all over again -- trying to not look political is itself political, for the other side!!!!

Joe Biden and Merrick Garland are going to leave public service as TOTAL FAILURES

They had one job: to protect the Constitution, thus ensuring our freedom. 4 years later, we are being "peacefully" overtaken by a foreign power, a dictator.

Kamala Harris--if you don't fight the steal

your legacy will be failure, as well.

i've been watching 3 decades of Democrats give up, when they had cause to fight.

now, Kamala and Joe are placing themselves in that same category of coward, when it's heroes we need.

All that's necessary for EVIL to triumph is for good Joes & Kamalas to watch & do nothing.

“First, We’ll Instill Doubt in the Masses, Thereby Creating Division”

“Next, We’ll Push Them Into Poverty, Thereby Eliminating Alternatives”

“Last, We’ll Compel Obedience”

http://sillymickel.blogspot.com/2017/10/culture-war-class-war-by-michael-adzema.html #TruthWarriors #FBR #resist #blueanon #TrumpPedoFiles #MAGAts #Trump #patriarchy #psychology #Democrats #Republicans #FunnyGod

[worldofwardcraft]

Amid disaster, GOP depravity.

October 7, 2024

With the chances increasing every year of more and deadlier climate change-induced hurricanes striking the US, so too are the opportunities for Donald Trump and his Republican toadies to demonstrate their utter contempt for the safety and wellbeing of their fellow Americans.

The humanitarian catastrophe in the nation's southeast brought about by Hurricane Helene is only the latest occasion for the GOP to display its spiteful iniquity. Even as Helene made landfall, House Republicans were blocking any additional money for responding to the devastation from being included in the continuing resolution to fund the government.

And while Vice President Harris was telling folks in Florida, Georgia and the Carolinas that "we will provide whatever help they need in the days and weeks ahead," Trump was lying to hurricane sufferers that “Kamala spent all her FEMA money, billions of dollars, on housing for illegal migrants." And “They’re offering them $750, to people whose homes have been washed away."

But Republican disdain for the victims of such natural calamities goes back years. In 2016, for instance, North Carolina requested $929 million from the federal government to help with costs associated with Hurricane Matthew. But because the state had the audacity to elect a Democratic governor, Trump withheld any funds for two weeks. And then sent the state only $6.1 million — less than 1% of what they asked for.

In 2017, in one of the deadliest such events in a century, Hurricane Maria devastated the island of Puerto Rico. But Trump administration officials withheld about $20 billion in relief funds (although Trump did donate some paper towels to deal with the flooding). The Washington Post reported Trump told his aides "he did not want a single dollar going to Puerto Rico."

And just days after Category 4 Hurricane Ian ravaged Florida that same year, killing 88 and leveling thousands of buildings, all 16 Florida representatives in the House — including the two who represent Lee County, where much of the destruction was felt — voted against a bill containing billions in disaster relief.

We should note that the Heritage Foundation's Project 2025, which most Republicans heartily embrace, proposes eliminating the Federal Emergency Management Administration, the National Weather Service, federally backed flood insurance and all emergency disaster funding. In other words, exactly the safeguards that protect Americans when these monster hurricanes hit.

It's also worth remembering that Trump's final budget as president called for slashing federal disaster response funding by nearly two-thirds. Maybe he thought his idea to deter hurricanes with nuclear bombs would actually work, and therefore FEMA wouldn't need as much funding.

[thecat620]

Stolitz BatB AU

Sorry this took a while. Wanted to get the kinks done.

Helluva Boss belongs to Vivziepop

(Disney’s) Beauty and the Beast belongs to Disney

Evermore belongs to Beauty and the Beast 2017

Once upon a time, there was a loving prince who once had a family to call his own. The servants in his castle were well-cared for so they loved him as much as he loved them. He had a daughter who also loved her father deeply and he cared for her and promised he would always protect her.

Then…there was the wife. She had been banished from the castle due to her cruelty towards others and was seen as unfit to rule with her partner. She had vowed revenge one day and swore she would return.

One stormy night, the ex-wife had returned. She had taken several years to learn a spell that would destroy the man she had once called her husband. The daughter, not wanting to see her father get hurt, blocked the spell, causing it to backfire on the ex-wife.

An act of love had been able to negate the spell enough for it to only seal the daughter away in a book but the damage had been done. The prince, in a fit of rage, transformed into a terrifying monster and killed his ex-wife.

This act of hate came with a terrible price; if the prince does not learn to love and be loved again by his 30th birthday, he will be doomed to live as a monster forever.

For who could ever love a beast?

(...)

It was an ordinary day in town as a young imp woke up early to see the horses running through the fields. Ever since he was young, he loved how free they were and he wished he could be like them.

“How do you get up so early all the time?” a young voice asked.

Blitz looked and saw his teenage daughter Loona, rubbing her eyes sleepily, walking up to him. “Just want to have that motivation every day for us to get out of this shitty town.” Blitz told her, looking fondly at her before returning his gaze to the wild stallions.

“You really want a horse, huh.” Loona mused, resting her head between her dad’s horns, making him giggle.

“I’d love to have a horse. But I want the best for us, kiddo.” Blitz told her as he looked up at her with a grin.

“Well let’s get out there and earn that money.” Loona smiled.

“Fuck yeah!” Blitz cheered.

The imp had adopted Loona a couple years back and while she might’ve had reservations about being adopted, she grew very close to her adopted father and would kick the asses of anyone that looked at them funny.

The father/daughter duo have been making their living doing odd-jobs around their town and had their own bakery that they would work at to support themselves. Blitz would do the baking while Loona would work sales and deliveries.

He had wished he could hire a few more people but it was hard when you lived in a small town and people thought you were the local weirdos. They still got business but it wasn’t the best.

Fortunately, their big breakthrough was coming up soon. Their masterpiece would be ready and in the big city they would have the chance to win at least one of the big prizes. It took a lot of planning but they finally came up with something that would win first prize for sure.

Loona would be the one to go ahead to the city while Blitz would catch up later. He’d need to finish up orders for the day and lock up so they wouldn’t get robbed. Not that there was too much of a risk in this town anyway.

“Aw shit. Dad looks like we’re out of a few spices. Could you go get some?” Loona asked.

“Sure thing sweetie.” Blitz replied before heading to the nearby corner store. It wasn’t like he always hated living here but it just seemed like everyone wanted to stick to their routines and not explore different things to do. But it was fine; they didn’t really bother him and he and Loona didn’t bother them.

Well, not everyone didn’t give them space.

“Hey there Blitzy.” A southern voice sounded.

Blitz rolled his eyes as he saw the local “hunk” Striker, was waving at him from the nearby corner with his little toady Wally Wackford close by. “Hey Striker. Hey Wally.” Blitz greeted politely.

“So what’re you ‘baking’ this time?” Striker grinned as he grabbed at Blitz’s plans for the competition.

“Hey! Give that back!” Blitz growled.

“Blitzy you’ve got so much more potential than just being a baker.” Striker scoffed, looking over his plans.

“Well that’s your opinion. I like baking.” Blitz retorted, snatching the plans back.

“Ain’t that a thing for girls to do? Just leave it to your daughter.” Wally laughed, yelping when Blitz grabbed him by the collar.

“Unless you want to shit your fucking teeth out after I knock them down your damned throat, you’ll shut up about Loona!” Blitz scowled.

“Whoa take it easy, Blitzy. You can’t seriously want to do this the rest of your life. Surely you’ve got other ideas on what you want out of life.” Striker reasoned.

Blitz glared up at him, dropping Wally on the ground. “My goals and dreams aren’t any of your damn business. So bug off!” Blitz retorted, going inside the corner store with a huff.

“You seriously wanna marry that?” Wally winced, slowly standing up.

“I like a man with a little spice.” Striker grinned.

(...)

“Oh hey dad. You’re back.” Loona greeted, noticing the irritated look on her father’s face. “What happened? Whose ass do I need to kick?” she questioned.

“Meh it was just that bozo Striker and his little fuck-buddy Wally again.” Blitz shrugged, taking out the supplies he bought.

“Seriously? That moron? Can’t he just find a hobby?” Loona groaned.

“Let’s forget about him. We’ve got a competition to get ready for!” Blitz declared.

Loona smiled as she closed up shop for the day. Their plan was to create a cake that showed the beauty of nature. Naturally, Blitz wanted to include his love of horses so he would work on the decorating details while Loona would put the cake together. Since it was getting close to fall, they made a cinnamon spice cake with an extra apple touch.

It took a good majority of the night but Blitz and Loona were soon ready to call this cake done.

“We did it.” Blitz grinned as Loona hugged him.

“Those judges won’t know what hit ‘em.” Loona smiled.

After a few hours of sleep, the two set up Loona with a carriage and horse to get her there safely. “I know you can take care of yourself but…just be careful, okay?” Blitz told her.

“Don’t worry. I know the path by now.” Loona assured him, giving him one last hug before hopping on the carriage before riding off. Once Blitz made sure she made it out of town safely, he went back to bed to nap.

(...)

The first part of the journey was fairly easy with a nice bit of fall scenery to make the journey more pleasurable but by the time night hit, things were looking a bit creepy.

The hellhound lit her lamp to try and get a better view of where she was going but cursed when she saw the signs leading towards the neighboring cities were weathered with age.

“Fuck…which way was I supposed to go?” She mumbled, looking towards two different paths. Deciding to just let fate decide, Loona took a path to the left and hoped this was right.

Unfortunately, Loona’s decision was incorrect as she and the carriage nearly fell off a cliff. She tried to rush back to the fork in the road but was stopped by wild wolves. “Uh hey guys…I’m like you?” She tried weakly before her horse was scared off, bucking her from the carriage.

She had no other option other than to run from the wolves and try to survive. The young girl ran quickly through the forest, dodging branches and rocks so she wouldn’t get caught by the wild animals. She was tired and cold but she had to run.

Eventually she crashed into the gates of an old castle. It looked really creepy and abandoned but a creepy castle was better than nearly getting eaten by wolves. She scrambled over the gates and landed in the courtyard. It seemed the wolves, seeing she was protected, backed off from chasing her.

Loona sighed in relief before looking up at the sky. The clouds were looking pretty nasty…and with those wolves out there, there was no way she could make it back home without risking getting eaten. Reluctantly, she made her way towards the castle.

(...)

“Hey Mox. Look over at the door.” A feminine voice whispered.

“We’re not supposed to move Millie…” A scratchy male voice replied quietly.

The two figures turned to see a young hellhound entering their castle. “Hello? Is anyone here?” Loona called.

“Is she trying to get in trouble?” Moxxie fretted.

“I got a little lost so if you let me stay the night, I’ll leave in the morning.” Loona explained, wondering if anyone was around.

“Young lady you’re more than welcome to stay!” Millie smiled, not flinching when Loona absentmindedly picked her up.

“Who said that?” She asked.

Millie tapped her on the head with her candle hands. “Hiya!” she greeted, not flinching when Loona dropped her in shock.

“Millie, you really shouldn’t have done that. Now the master is gonna be pissed.” Moxxie fretted, hopping towards his wife.

“How is this possible?” Loona questioned, picking up the clock before poking at him.

“H-Hey! Stop that!” Moxxie gasped, blushing as Millie was giggling at him.

“I must be more delirious than I thought…a talking clock and a talking candlestick don’t make any se-sen–ACHOO!” Loona reasoned before sneezing.

“You poor thing. You’re soaked to the bone. Why don’t you warm up by the fire?” Millie suggested, guiding the teen to the lounge.

“Thanks…the weather’s really crappy.” Loona sniffled.

“No no no! Absolutely not! You know what the master will do if he finds her here!” Moxxie begged. But his warnings fell on deaf ears as Loona was soon pampered by the other living objects in the castle.

“Wow. Talk about high-class service.” Loona smiled before a living teapot and teacup gave her something warm to drink.

“Can’t let you get sick, darlin’.” Ozzie smiled as Fizz giggled. “She’s fluffy!” Fizz smiled joyfully.

“Wow you guys are really nice.” Loona noted with a grin.

Though the comforting mood was quickly dissipated as the roar of a creature caused the warm fire to go out and everyone to look up in fear.

The master was awake and he was pissed.

“There’s a stranger here…” it growled, prowling into the room.

“Uh master? Let me explain. This poor girl was lost and cold and–” Millie tried before a roar told her to shut up.

“I was against this from the start.” Moxxie said weakly, hiding as the creature stalked into the room.

Loona looked around in fear before catching eyes with the beast. It was an owl-like creature but he was massive with piercing red eyes and fangs coming out of his beak.

“You shouldn’t be here…” it snarled, chasing her out of the chair.

“I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to intrude.” Loona reasoned, looking up at him in pure horror.

“And that gives you the right to invade my home?!” It snapped.

“I-I didn’t know!” Loona begged.

“What are you staring at?!” He questioned.

“N-Nothing!” Loona cried.

“So you’ve come to stare at the beast?” He questioned mockingly.

“No! I-I just needed a place to stay!” She explained, yelping when the creature grabbed her.

“Oh I’ll give you a place to stay!” It sneered before dragging the screaming girl away.

The living objects could only look on in horror; what did their former kind master become?

(...)

Back in the village, Striker and Wally were spying on Blitz’s little cottage. “Boy, he's gonna get the surprise of his life.” Wally giggled.

“Yup. And with how I’m planning to propose, how could he say no?” Striker laughed before checking on the impromptu wedding. “I’d like to thank you all for coming but I’d better get in there and propose to the guy.” He joked.

Most of the audience laughed while a few girls and some guys were crying tears of jealousy. Striker soon made his way to see Blitz.

“Striker? This is a…surprise.” Blitz noted as the taller imp let himself in.

“It should be. I have something special in mind for us.” Striker grinned before looking around. “Ya know, I could make your wildest dreams come true.”

“Striker no one could know my dreams.” Blitz said coolly.

“I bet I could take a wild guess. Imagine you and me, taking on the world and taking out the rich fuckers. We could rule the world and take what’s ours from those rich uppity fuck royals.” Striker said.

“What about Loona?” Blitz asked.

“Well, Wally could use a little playmate.” Striker told him.

That sort of cavalier comment really pissed Blitz off but he knew he’d only cause trouble if he got mad. So he decided to play it smarter.

“You must really have this all figured out, huh.” Blitz said, backing away from him.

“Of course. See, I really like you and think we’d make a great team.” Striker said, moving towards him.

“I…I’m speechless.” Blitz said, leaning against the door. “I don’t know what to say.”

“Say you’ll marry me.” Striker said, moving in for a kiss.

“I’m sorry Striker…you’re a nice guy…but I don’t date fuckboys!” Blitz stated, opening the door behind him and causing Striker to fall into the mud.

Wally started the music unknowingly as Blitz slammed the door behind him but when he saw his boss coming out of the mud looking furious. “I take it, didn't it go well?” Wally guessed.

Striker could only grab Wally by the throat and pull him close. “Blitzy will be mine. Make no mistake about that.” Striker growled before tossing his friend into the mud and storming off.

Blitz waited a bit to make sure everyone was gone before coming outside. “Thank fuck he left. Honestly the idea of me being married to that bozo? No chance in hell.” Blitz grumbled as he moved to watch the running horses. “I wish I could be like you…”

The smaller imp was soon brought out of his thought by the familiar sight of his carriage and the horse pulling it. But there was no Loona!

“Spindle? What the fuck happened?” Blitz questioned as he tried to calm the horse down. He untied the horse from the carriage before riding the creature to wherever Loona was.

He could only hope that she was okay.

(...)

“Millie, you really shouldn’t have pushed the master this far.” Moxxie sighed.

“I didn’t want that poor girl getting sick.” Millie reasoned.

“Well now she’s locked up. This is such a mess.” Moxxie moaned.

The two living objects soon heard the door open and saw a young imp running through the castle. “Loona?! Where are you?!” Blitz called.

“Oh not another one.” Moxxie groaned.

“Hey, he’s pretty cute. I bet the master might like him.” Millie grinned as she went to investigate.

Blitz was running through the castle hallways, desperately trying to find his girl. “Loonie? Loonie!” Blitz called.

Millie used her lights to guide Blitz to where his daughter was being kept. This time being more discreet since a man trying to find his daughter probably wouldn’t take a talking candelabra very well.

Blitz made his way to the tall tower where he heard coughing and shivering. “Loona?” He tried, gasping in horror when he saw his girl looking cold and sick.

“D-Dad? How did you get here?” Loona coughed.

“Spindle brought me. I’ll get you out of here.” Blitz promised.

“No! You have to run!” Loona begged.

“I won’t leave you!” Blitz reasoned.

“You shouldn’t have come!” The creature snarled, knocking Blitz to the ground and causing the torches to go out.

“Dad run!” Loona screamed.

“Who are you?” Blitz questioned.

“The master of this castle…” the creature responded.

“Please…let her go. She’s not feeling well and could die here.” Blitz begged.

“Then she shouldn’t have come!” It snapped.

“There must be something I can do.” Blitz fretted. The creature scoffed and turned away dismissively.

“What could you possibly do?” The monster scowled.

Blitz had to think quickly; he couldn’t let Loona stay here. She had a life to live. “What if I stayed instead?” Blitz offered quietly.

“Y-You would willingly take your daughter’s place?” The figure asked.

“No! I won’t let you do this!” Loona cried.

“If I did, will you let her go?” Blitz asked.

“Yes…but you must stay here forever…” the figure said.

“Come into the light.” Blitz requested.

The creature sighed slowly as he stepped into the light of the moon. He was a very tall and massive bird monster with fangs and claws, piercing red eyes. Blitz was naturally terrified but he had to be brave for his girl.

“You have my word.” Blitz told him.

“Done.” He replied before going to unlock Loona.

Loona ran to her dad’s side. “Dad, please don’t do this. I won’t let you sacrifice yourself.” Loona begged.

“I’ll figure something out.” Blitz assured her, gasping when the monster grabbed her and took her to the courtyard. She was sent back to the village in a horseless carriage. By the time the creature returned, Blitz was distraught. “You bastard! You didn’t let me say goodbye!” He cried out.

For a brief moment, the creature looked awkward. Millie, hopping up on a nearby ledge, whispered to her master. “Give him a nicer room.” she suggested.

“Uh…follow me to your room.” He stated.

“W-What? Aren’t I your prisoner?” Blitz blinked.

“Would you prefer the tower?” He snarked.

“No–”

“Then follow me.” He replied.

Blitz soon was following the creature, his head low as he followed the monster. The monster was glancing between him and the halls ahead.

“Say something to him.” Millie whispered.

“I…hope you like it here.” He muttered. At Millie’s insistence, he continued. “The castle is yours so you are free to roam as you wish. Except the west wing.” He explained.

“What’s there?” Blitz asked.

“None of your business!” He snapped, growling a bit before he found a nice enough bedroom for Blitz to stay in. “If you need anything, my servants will attend to your needs.” He said.

“Ask him to dinner.” Millie hissed.

“Y-You will…join me for dinner! That’s not a request!” He stated before shutting the door behind Blitz.

Blitz gasped as he ran towards the window; there was a terrible blizzard outside. He could only hope that horseless carriage got Loona back to the village okay.

(...)

Everyone was in the nearby tavern on that cold winter night. They were drinking and being merry, enjoying this break from the snow. Well, almost everyone. Striker was in the corner, nursing a mug of beer and sulking.

“Who does that Blitz think he is? That imp has tangled with the wrong man.” Striker growled, chugging his beer.

“I say I say damn right!” Wally nodded, taking a shot.

“Disgraced…rejected…publicly humiliated. How can I recover from this?” Striker groaned.

“What are you talking about? Striker for as long as I’ve known you, you’ve been one of the best guys I’ve ever known!” Wally reasoned.

“Yeah? Then why was I rejected by that minx of an imp?” Striker grumbled.

“That fool doesn’t know what he’s missing.” Wally stated as he turned to the patrons of the bar. “Come on y’all! Ain’t Striker the greatest?”

Striker couldn’t help but smile at the cheers and words of encouragement from his peers. Who’s to say he couldn’t win Blitz over? He was smart, good-looking, and one of the most badass fighters in town. He’d just have to try a different tactic.

“HELP! Someone help me!”

The tavern patrons turned to see Loona stumbling into the tavern looking worse for wear. She looked desperate for help. “Loona? What’s going on?” a random demon asked.

“He’s been taken! We’ve got to go save Blitz! He’s got him locked up!” Loona rambled.

“Whoa slow down little lady. Who’s got Blitz locked up?” Striker asked.

“A beast! A terrible beast in a large castle!” Loona stated, looking around for reassurance. But to her chagrin, they all began to snicker at her. “Don’t laugh at me fuckers! I’m being serious!” She snarled.

“Oh a beast, huh? Was he tall?” Loopty Goopty questioned.

“Enormous!” Loona replied.

“With large fangs?” Lyle Lipton grinned.

“Absolutely!” Loona nodded, looking pleadingly towards Wally and Striker. “Come on. We gotta go rescue him!”

“Sure we’ll help you out.” Striker smiled guiding Loona to the door with Wally following behind, giggling.

Loona was soon tossed out into the snow, everyone laughing at her.

“What a nutcase!” Lyle laughed.

“At least that’s one good thing the furry got from being adopted by that weirdo Blitz!” Loopty laughed.

Striker then got a wonderfully wicked idea. Blitz loved his daughter more than anything; he’d do anything to protect her. What if something were to…happen to Loona? Surely Blitz would consider marrying Striker if he didn’t want that to happen.

Loona looked up at the snowy sky, looking for some answers. “Won’t anyone help me?” She cried out.

(...)

While the room was quite lovely and beautiful, certainly more spacious than the cottage, but Blitz couldn’t help still feeling like a prisoner in a gilded cage. Did Loona make it back safely? What about their business?

“Gah! This sucks!” He moaned.

A knock at the door soon got him out of his funk. “Hey Ozzie here!”

Blitz wiped his eyes as he moved to open the door, shocked to see a living teapot hop into the room. “Oh shit the isolation insanity has already kicked in.” Blitz stated, backing into a living wardrobe.

“Hey easy on the finish. I just got myself polished.” Vortex teased, surprising the imp.

“I told ya he was handsome.” Fizz winked.

“Yeah yeah now go give him some tea already. And don’t spill.” Ozzie told the teacup.

“Uh…thanks.” Blitz smiled awkwardly as he took a sip. “Are all the staff living objects?” Blitz guessed.

“Yeah it’s kind of a long story.” Vortex sighed.

“But you were really brave to take your daughter’s place.” Ozzie assured him.

“Thanks…I’m just worried about her.” Blitz sighed.

“Don’t worry buddy. Things will work out.” Ozzie assured before gasping. “Oh shit! I gotta go help get dinner ready. Come on Fizz!”

“See ya!” Fizz called as they ran off.

“Well better get you ready for dinner.” Vortex smiled as he opened one of his drawers, pulling out a fancy suit for Blitz. “Aha! This’ll really knock Stolas’ socks off!”

“Stolas?” Blitz blinked.

“Oops. Uh, that's the master’s name.” Vortex replied sheepishly. “Well you better get dressed.”

“That’s a pretty dope suit but…I’m not going to dinner.” Blitz stated.

“B-But Stolas invited you.” Vortex reasoned. “Well I’m not exactly interested in having dinner with the guy that separated me from the one good thing in my life.” Blitz snarked.

A gentle knock at the door soon revealed Moxxie. “E-Excuse me. But dinner is ready.” Moxxie said shyly.

(...)

“How long does it take for an imp to put on dinner clothes? It isn’t that hard!” Stolas grumbled before looking up at Millie and Ozzie with a glare. “Why isn’t he here yet?!”

“You gotta give him a break. The guy lost his daughter and his freedom all in one day.” Ozzie retorted calmly.

“If I may be so bold, master, maybe he could be the one to break the spell since you and your ex were…incompatible?” Millie tried gently.

“Of course I know that! I’m no fool…” Stolas mumbled, skulking around.

“Excellent! You fall in love with him, he falls in love with you; we’ll be back to normal by midnight!” Millie cheered.

“I hate to break it to ya sweet-cheeks but love doesn’t work like that. That’s why I prefer matters more…physical in nature.” Ozzie grinned.

“What’s the point? He’s so beautiful and I’m…this.” Stolas sighed heavily.

“Sir you’re gonna have to show there’s more than just your beastly form.” Millie reasoned.

“And how am I supposed to do that?” Stolas snarked.

“Well, stand up straight and act like a gentleman for one.” Millie started.

“And give him that dick-hardening smile. Come on; let’s see that smile.” Ozzie grinned. Stolas tried to smile but it only made the teapot wince. “Okay that will make his dick retreat inward…”

“You gotta show your charms but be gentle.” Millie said delicately.

“Don’t be a wimp; show him what could be waiting in the bedroom if you win his heart.” Ozzie said.

“And you must control your temper!” They both warned.

The door opening gave Stolas the first glimmer of hope in a long time. But it was quickly dashed when it was only Moxxie.

“G-Greetings your highness…” Moxxie smiled awkwardly.

“Well? Where is he?” Stolas questioned.

“Huh? Oh right! Well uh he’s in the process of–seeing how he’s been through so much–oh fuck it. He’s not coming.” Moxxie stated.

“WHAT?!”

Stolas soon made his way up the stairs to Blitz’s room, furious his invitation was declined. The others followed behind, praying that he wouldn’t kill their new guest.

“I TOLD YOU TO COME DOWN FOR DINNER!” Stolas yelled.

“I’m not hungry, ya dick!” Blitz sounded through the door.

“Y-YOU COME OUT RIGHT NOW OR…I’LL BREAK THE DOOR DOWN!” Stolas threatened.

“Oh yeah, that’ll definitely get him to sleep with you.” Ozzie snarked, wincing as Millie elbowed him.

“I wouldn’t try threatening him like that. Be a gentleman.” Millie suggested.

“But he’s being so difficult!” Stolas hissed.

“Try asking nicely?” Moxxie offered.

“It would give me great pleasure if you would join me for dinner…please.” Stolas grumbled.

“Up yours!” Blitz snapped.

“You can’t stay in there forever!” Stolas reasoned.

“Try me, bird boy!” Blitz retorted.

“FINE! Then go ahead and STARVE!” Stolas roared before looking at his servants. “If he doesn’t eat with me, then he doesn’t eat at all!” he growled before going off to sulk.

“Well that could’ve gone better…” Ozzie scoffed.

“Millie please watch over the door to make sure Blitz doesn’t go running off.” Moxxie requested before moving towards the kitchen. “We’ve got a mess to clean up…”

“What do you mean we? I don’t have hands.” Ozzie replied, following the irate clock.

(...)

“I ask nicely and he says no! What does he want from me? To beg?!” Stolas questioned before looking at his magic mirror. “Show me the imp!”

‘Ya know he isn’t all bad. He’s just…had a rough few years.’ Vortex tried to explain lamely.

‘And that excuses him for being a dick? I don’t wanna get to know him!’ Blitz reasoned.

For a brief moment, the former prince’s humanity so-to-speak began to shine through. “Just as I feared. He’ll never see me as more than a monster…” He whispered sadly, looking to a nearby book.

“I’m sorry, my starfire…”

(...)

Blitz waited until he was sure no one was outside of his room before sneaking out. He might’ve talked big but he was getting pretty hungry. Being upset could work up an appetite. It didn’t take too long to see an annoyed feminine sounding stove complaining.

“I spend hours and hours cooking and it goes to the dogs? What kind of justice is that?!” Mrs. Mayberry complained.

“Oh quit whining. It’s been a rough night for all of us. If we’re gonna get these two together, we gotta try to at least get them talking.” Millie reasoned.

“Maybe if I spike their drinks, they’ll fuck on the spot.” Ozzie suggested.

“We need them to fall in love, not screw like rabbits!” Moxxie retorted.

“What about rabbits?” Blitz blinked, peeking his head into the kitchen.

“Oh! Hi there! I’m Millie!” Millie greeted brightly as she hopped towards the surprised imp. “This is my husband, Moxxie.” she introduced.

“Sorry I wasn’t able to properly make myself known earlier but I had my job.” Moxxie laughed weakly.

“Is Stolas always like that?” Blitz wondered.

“A dick? Well it isn’t all his fault. If his bitch of an ex-wife left him alone, we wouldn’t be in this mess.” Ozzie snarked.

“A bad ex? I hear that.” Blitz nodded, blushing as his stomach rumbled. “Sorry…”

“Not at all dearie! How about I whip up something real nice?” Mrs. Mayberry smiled.

“Wait a second! He’s not supposed to eat without Stolas–” Moxxie tried as Millie bapped him on the nose.

“Moxxie have a heart! We don’t want him to starve.” Millie reasoned.

“Fine but please keep it down.” Moxxie begged.

Soon enough, Blitz was laughing and enjoying himself getting to know the living object servants. If he was going to be in this crazy situation, he might as well enjoy himself at least a little. Even Moxxie was easing up a bit.

“You guys are great!” Blitz told them as he gnawed on a piece of meat. “Seriously, if you weren’t completely flammable, I’d totally hire you to work at my bakery.”

“You have a bakery?” Moxxie blinked.

“Oh yeah. Loona and I run it together. She’s pretty great with customers and deliveries and I do the actual baking in the back.” Blitz explained with a smile before looking down at his drink. “I’ve been teaching her to bake a bit more. She’s got a lot of potential and…I was really hoping I’d see her off in taking over or going off and doing her own thing…” he whispered, wiping at his eyes.

“Aw it’s alright.” Millie soothed, patting the imp’s arm.

“Sorry. She’s just the most important person in the world to me.” Blitz sighed, trying to shake off his feelings. “Hey you guys have lived here a while. What’s the rest of this joint like?”

“Ooh! I can give you a tour!” Moxxie offered before puffing his chest out proudly. “I know this castle like the back of my hand!”

Ozzie had to get to bed with Fizz so it was just Blitz, Moxxie, and Millie on this impromptu tour. For as dry as Moxxie’s explanations were about what everything was and the history behind it, the long-horned imp had to admit this was one of the most impressive places he had ever been in.

But as they were walking and talking, something caught the imp’s eye.

“Hey Mox? What’s up there?” Blitz wondered.

Millie and Moxxie flinched as they moved to block Blitz. “Uh nothing! Nothing of interest!” Millie laughed nervously. “Yes! Absolutely nothing in the west wing.” Moxxie reasoned before covering his mouth.

“Ah so that’s the west wing.” Blitz grinned mischievously.

“Trust me there is nothing of note there.” Millie reasoned.

“Then Stolas shouldn’t mind if I go take a quick peek.” Blitz said as he started to move up the stairs.

“Uh what about the tour? We still have so many more rooms to check out!” Moxxie stated.

“Maybe later.” Blitz said absentmindedly.

“We have a gorgeous library! Beautiful gardens! And a lovely stable!” Millie listed off.

“Did you say stable?” Blitz smiled eagerly. “Does bird boy have horses?”

“Oh yes! All sorts of horses!” Moxxie nodded, glad they could divert his attention. “Arabian, Friesian, Mustang!” he listed off.

“There’s nothing like a good horse!” Millie agreed as she and Moxxie led the way to the back part of the castle. Blitz made sure they were enough of a distance away before making his way towards the west wing.

Unlike the rest of the castle, which was fairly well-kempt if slightly dusty, the west wing was a mess of slashed curtains and broken furniture. He was starting to get nervous but he pressed on; he had to know what kind of things his captor was keeping secret.

Blitz soon reached Stolas’ bedroom as he carefully opened the door. This looked even worse as there were broken furniture, slashed paintings, and black feathers on the ground. The only thing that looked well cared for was a book on a nearby table.

“Huh. That’s weird…” he mused, picking it up and opening to where it was marked off. Inside he saw an illustration of a young owl girl. “Heh. That’s pretty good. Did he draw her?” Blitz wondered aloud.

No but my dad is good in other areas.

Blitz gasped, nearly dropping the book. “D-Did you just move?!”

Most of the furniture in this place moves and this is the weird thing for you?

“Well I’ve never talked to a book before.” Blitz reasoned, placing it down. “Wait…you said ‘dad’ before. Is Stolas your dad?”

Yes…we weren’t always like this. He was much happier and…didn’t look like that.

“Can you tell me what happened?” Blitz asked.

Before the illustration could say anything, she pointed behind Blitz. Dad no!

Blitz turned and saw a shocked Stolas staring at him before snatching the book away, he looked towards the pages where his daughter was trapped before glaring at him. “What are you doing here?” He questioned lowly.

“I-I’m sorry…” Blitz tried, backing up.

“You are forbidden from coming into this part of the castle! I told you this!” Stolas yelled, smashing a nearby table.

“Please stop!” Blitz begged.

“GET OUT!” Stolas screamed.

Blitz quickly made his way from Stolas’ room and ran down the stairs and to the main entrance in fear. “Fuck this! I’m out of here!” he panted, running out into the snowy storm. He hopped onto Spindle’s back and began riding into the night.

Unbeknownst to him, the wolves that had chased Loona were just waiting for their moment to catch their prey. Blitz had Spindle run from the path to avoid the beasts. Unfortunately, they were able to catch him and circle the duo. Spindle was trying to scare off the wolves but he was being overwhelmed.

Blitz managed to grab a big stick to try and fight them off himself but they were getting too numerous. He thought he was done for.

Suddenly Stolas flew into the frey, scaring a few of the wolves away and fighting off the rest but he was still wounded badly. Stolas gave Blitz a brief look before passing out. Blitz was tempted to just leave but…he couldn’t leave him like this. He hauled him onto Spindle’s back and took him back to the castle.

Stolas had woken up not too long afterwards and was nipping at his wound.

“Come on, don't do that.” Blitz reasoned, only getting a growl in return. But the daughter in his book, who had been brought down by the servants, gave her father a stern look so he held still.

“This hurts!” Stolas whined.

“Well if ya didn’t squirm so much maybe it wouldn’t hurt!” Blitz retorted.

“If you hadn’t run away, this wouldn’t have happened!” Stolas reasoned with a smirk.

“Well ya shouldn’t have scared me and told me to leave you idiot!” Blitz snapped.

Stolas opened his mouth, trying to think of a reasonable argument. “Well you shouldn’t have been in the west wing!”

“Well you need to control your temper better!” Blitz scolded.

The others were shocked, surprised that anyone would stand up to Stolas like that. In recent years his temper wasn’t as even as it once was but Blitz was breaking through his shell. Octavia was the first to notice this and smiled knowingly.

“Uh…thanks for saving my life, by the way.” Blitz mumbled as he started to wrap up Stolas’ wing.

“Y-You’re welcome…” Stolas replied.

(...)

While Blitz and Stolas were slowly starting to open up to each other, Striker and Wally were meeting with someone that could make their plans possible.

“You two better have a good reason for waking me up from my beauty sleep.” Verosika grumbled. Striker merely smirked as he tossed a bag of gold onto the table, catching her interest. “Well now I’m listening.” She smiled, looking at the gold.

“I’ve got a problem with Blitz. He refuses to marry me and his daughter was in the tavern earlier, raving about some beast in a castle somewhere.” Striker explained.

“Yeah! He turned him down flat!” Wally laughed.

Striker merely bonked Wally before turning back to Verosika. “I know your history with Blitz. Surely you’d want to see him fucked over, right?”

“Honestly with my own business, I have better things to do than waste my time with that prick.” Verosika grumbled.

“Hey I feel ya, princess. Blitz can be dumb but one of his few known ‘redeeming’ qualities is his love for his daughter. I find it interesting he’s had her working for him at his little bakery and not giving her a proper education or whatever. Doesn’t seem to make him a decent parent does it?” Striker reasoned before grinning. “If you were to take Loona away, Blitz would do anything to get her back.”

“Even marry him!” Wally grinned.

“Shut it!” Striker snapped.

“So you want me to lock Loona away as blackmail? Oh that is horrible…” She said before giving off a terrible smile. “I love it!”

Meanwhile, Loona was packing up supplies to try and get her father back. “I-I made my way to that castle before; I can make it there again. And I’ll bring dad home!” she declared before running off into the night.

Fortunately for her, she had just missed the evil trio that were coming up to hers and Blitz’s house. Striker was annoyed but had a feeling they’d be back eventually so he had Wally stay put, reasoning they’d have to come back at some point.

(...)

The next morning, Blitz was wandering through the castle grounds with Spindle, enjoying a peaceful walk. Stolas was watching from nearby, a warm feeling in his chest.

“I’ve never felt this way before…I want to do something for him. But what?” He mumbled.

“Flowers, chocolates, promises you don’t intend to keep?” Moxxie listed off.

“I think I have a better idea.” Millie smiled.

It took a bit of convincing from his servants and daughter but Stolas had Blitz follow him to an untouched part of the grounds. “I have something I want to show you. But you need to close your eyes.” Stolas said gently.

Blitz was a little skeptical but did as he was told, amused as Stolas led him to what he thought was the best place in the castle. “Can I open my eyes?”

“Yes.” Stolas smiled.

Blitz opened his eyes and gasped in awe. It was a gorgeous stable with so many horses trotting around and playing and nuzzling. “T-They’re beautiful!” he gushed.

“You like it?” Stolas smiled.

“I love it!” Blitz grinned.

“Then it’s yours. And your Spindle is more than happy to come and go as he wishes.” Stolas told him.

“Thank you!” Blitz gushed.

Soon enough, the strange duo were starting to actually spend more time with each other, Stolas even regaining some of his more princely qualities and Blitz could see he wasn’t that much of an asshole after all. He was pretty sweet, if a bit goofy.

The servants were overjoyed at how happy Stolas was and Octavia was relieved her father could open up his heart once more.

Soon enough, the servants and Stolas were planning for a special date night with Blitz. Stolas was getting bathed for the first time in a while as Millie was giving him last minute advice.

“I don’t know if I can do this…” Stolas confessed.

“Come on, you've made so much progress! You gotta be bold and daring!” Millie encouraged.

“Yes…I care for him deeply.” Stolas admitted.

Then tell him, dad.

Moxxie soon arrived in the room, announcing that Blitz was ready for him. “Good luck, sir.” he smiled.

The two soon met on the stairway, enchanted by how the other looked. Blitz had such a natural beauty to him and Stolas really cleaned up nicely. After a simple dinner, they made their way to the ballroom.

Stolas was a bit nervous but Blitz held him in his arms and started to lead the dance. He had never really danced with anyone like this before but it felt…nice. Stolas’ feathers were puffed up in pure joy, finally feeling like himself again.

When the dance was over, the two made their way on the balcony for a private talk. “Blitz? Are you…happy here with me?” Stolas asked shyly.

“Hell yeah.” Blitz smiled before looking away. “I guess…I just miss Loona.”

Stolas soon got an idea. He brought Blitz up to his room to show him something special. “This is a magic mirror that can show you anything and anyone. All you need to do is ask.” Stolas explained.

Blitz carefully took it. “Please…show me my daughter,” he requested. The mirror flashed and saw Loona lost in the woods, looking very cold and sick. “Loona! Oh shit! What if she dies out there?!” Blitz fretted.

“Y-You…you must go to her.” Stolas said quietly.

“What?” Blitz blinked.

“You are no longer my prisoner. She needs you.” Stolas reasoned. Blitz nodded, beginning to hand the mirror back before Stolas stopped him. “Take it…so you can look back.” Stolas smiled sadly.

Blitz looked towards the door before hugging Stolas. “Thank you for understanding…” he whispered before dashing off.

Stolas looked sadly towards the door before moving to the balcony, a sad song escaping his beak.

I was the one who had it all

I was the master of my fate

I never needed anybody in my life

I learned the truth too late

I'll never shake away the pain

I close my eyes but he's still there

I let him steal into my melancholy heart

It's more than I can bear

Now I know he'll never leave me

Even as he runs away

He will still torment me

Calm me, hurt me

Move me, come what may

Wasting in my lonely tower

Waiting by an open door

I'll fool myself, he'll walk right in

And be with me for evermore

I rage against the trials of love

I curse the fading of the light

Though he's already flown so far beyond my reach

He's never out of sight

Now I know he'll never leave me

Even as he fades from view

He will still inspire me

Be a part of everything I do

Wasting in my lonely tower

Waiting by an open door

I'll fool myself, he'll walk right in

And as the long, long nights begin

I'll think of all that might have been

Waiting here for evermore

(...)

Loona awoke at home, surprised to see her father caring for her. “Dad? Is that you?” Loona coughed.

“Shh…just rest.” Blitz said gently.

“How did you escape the beast?” Loona wondered, carefully sitting up.

“He let me go.” Blitz smiled fondly. “He’s not such a bad guy once you get to know him.”

The two were surprised when they heard a thumping in Blitz’s bag. “Ta-da!” Fizz greeted.

“Fizz? You stowed away?” Blitz blinked.

“Ah, our little friend.” Loona giggled.

“Why’d you leave? Don’t ya like us?” Fizz asked.

“Of course I do. I needed to rescue my daughter. She’s important like Stolas is.” Blitz explained.

A firm knock at the door caught the attention of everyone. Blitz decided to answer it, knowing Loona wasn’t in any condition to move right now.

“Verosika? The fuck do you want?” Blitz frowned.

“I’m not here for you. I’m here on official business. Though I’d be lying if I said I didn’t take some pleasure in this.” She smirked, gesturing to a nearby carriage.

“Can’t you just leave me alone?” Blitz growled.

“You are not fit to be a parent to Loona. And with her ravings about a ‘monster’, she obviously isn’t in her right of mind.” Verosika said smugly.

“I know what I saw!” Loona snapped, moving in front of her father.

“Ha! You should’ve seen her!” Wally laughed as he mockingly grinned at Loona. “Tell us all about the monster you saw!”

“H-He was huge! Had black feathers and piercing red eyes!” Loona explained, wincing as the nearby crowd laughed at her before grabbing her and taking her into the carriage.

“No! I know you’re still pissed at me but please don’t take Loona away!” Blitz begged.

“Real shame about your daughter.” Striker tsked, moving out of the shadows. “You know, I could probably tell them to back off.”

“You would? You know she’s not crazy, right?” Blitz replied.

“Of course. But first…you have to marry me.” Striker smiled.

“What?!” Blitz gasped.

“One little word and that’s all it takes.” Striker assured him, moving in close.

“Never!” Blitz snapped.

“Fine! See if you ever see her again!” Striker hissed.

Loona was doing her best to fight off the mob but she was getting overwhelmed. Blitz knew this might be stupid but he had to risk it. “My daughter is not crazy and I can prove it!” Blitz declared, showing the mirror and the wailing beast inside of it.

“Is it dangerous?”

“Look at the hideous creature!”

“He’s not so bad. He’s really nice and sweet…he’s my friend.” Blitz explained.

“Sounds to me like you have feelings for this monster.” Striker frowned.

“He’s not the monster; you are!” Blitz snapped.

Striker snatched the mirror from the smaller imp, riling the crowd up. “You see what this beast has done?! He’s driven two of our people to insanity! He’ll come after the rest of us next! Will we allow it?!” he questioned.

“NO!”

“Let’s go kill the beast!” he declared.

The citizens shoved Blitz and Loona into the basement of their home as they made their way to the castle. They were out for blood and wouldn’t stop until Stolas was dead.

“Shit! Shit shit shit!” Blitz cursed as he pounded on the door. “This is all my fault…”

Loona hugged her dad to try and calm him down. “We’ll figure something out.”

Fizz, who had spotted everything from upstairs, decided to try and help. “Come on…you might be a teacup…but you’re still an acrobat!” He whispered, trying to maneuver himself outside to smash the door open. He was lucky a nearby ax was able to split the lock.

“Fizz! You genius!” Blitz grinned.

The trio didn’t have much time, as they rode their way to follow the mob. They had to save Stolas no matter what.

(...)

“I knew we shouldn’t have gotten our hopes up.” Moxxie grumbled.

“I’m sure there’s a reason why he left.” Millie tried.

“Maybe he shouldn’t have come after all.” Ozzie grumbled.

Octavia, who had been trying to reason with herself about why her father would let Blitz go, saw  the commotion outside and brought it to their attention.

“Intruders! And they have the mirror!” Moxxie gasped.

“We have to warn the master! Defend this castle with your lives!” Millie declared.

While the servants were trying to protect their home and Striker and his cronies were trying to break in, Ozzie moved to warn Stolas.

“Uh sir?” Ozzie tried.

“Leave me alone…” Stolas whispered.

“B-But we’re being attacked! What should we do?!” the teapot questioned.

“It doesn’t matter now…just let them come…” Stolas moaned.

Ozzie frowned, deciding he’d rather fight than give up.

The invaders broke into the castle but were surprised when they didn’t find anything aside from some old junk laying around. They entered cautiously, suspicious there could be a trap.

“Gotta say, the beast has terrible design sense.” Wally sneered, looking at the candelabra. “This thing is ugly.”

“Excuse you?! That is my wife! ATTACK!” Moxxie snapped.

Soon enough, the mob was having the strangest battle with living objects. They were getting the crap beaten out of them but Striker had managed to slip past the chaos. He could let the others deal with fighting junk.

The beast was his kill.

(...)

Stolas briefly saw the mob entering the castle but it didn’t matter to him anymore. The one true love he finally found was gone forever. He along with everyone else would soon be stuck like this forever.

Striker slipped through the door, briefly catching Stolas’ attention as he aimed a bow and arrow at him. The owl beast could only look at him sadly before glancing back to the window. Striker grinned as he fired, causing the monster to yell out in pain. He then tackled the owl out the window, laughing loudly.

“Get up and FIGHT you pile of feathers!” Striker sneered.

Stolas could only whimper as Striker beat him down.

“THIS is the beast?! Pathetic!” Striker cackled madly, kicking Stolas across the roof. “You think YOU can win Blitzy’s heart?! Look at you! You’re just a pompous prince!”

Stolas had no will to fight; Blitz was gone and his friends and daughter were trapped in a living hell…why fight fate?

“I’m sorry Octavia…” Stolas whispered quietly.

“STOLAS!”

Stolas looked down, seeing Blitz had returned with his daughter. He found her…yet he still came back?

“Blitz?” Stolas whispered.

“STRIKER! DON’T YOU HURT HIM!” Blitz yelled as he ran towards the castle, Striker’s mob running out from getting their asses whooped by Stolas’ servants.

“Tch! Guess I’ll need to find a better lock for him…” Striker grumbled, grabbing a piece of stonework to smash Stolas’ head in.

Unfortunately for Striker, Stolas had gained the willpower to fight back and shove Striker away before running to escape. Striker stumbled a bit before catching himself, grinning madly.

“Heh. Now he’s got some fight…this’ll make a much more satisfying kill.” He chuckled darkly.

(...)

“You came back?!” Moxxie gasped.

“I knew ya would!” Millie cheered.

“I’ve gotta go help Stolas. Loonie, make sure everyone’s okay.” Blitz told her.

“Right.” Loona nodded as Fizz hopped over to Ozzie.

“I saved ‘em! You should’ve seen me!” Fizz grinned.

“That’s my Fizzy!” Ozzie said proudly.

Blitz smiled at the weird group fondly before running up the stairs. He hoped he wasn’t too late.

(...)

Stolas managed to climb around the roof, dodging Striker’s blows with the stonework. He wasn’t going to let this monster take him down.

“Were you in love with him, beast?!” Striker taunted, smashing the gargoyles on the castle roof. “I know your type! Rich boy thinks he can take what he wants with no consequences…” he ranted.

Stolas, hiding amongst the stones, growled at him.

“Do you honestly think he’d love YOU when he had someone like me?!” Striker screamed, smashing whatever he saw. “It’s over, beast! BLITZ IS MINE!”

The imp-hybrid glanced around, wondering where the beast went before Stolas attacked, shoving him away before grabbing him by the neck, ready to drop him.

“L-Let me go! Let me go! Don’t hurt me, please!” Striker begged.

Stolas glared at the smaller man, his feelings for Blitz overwhelming his rage and anger. He pulled him back onto the safety of the roof before staring deep into his eyes.

“Get out…” Stolas ordered before shoving him down.

“Stolas!”

Stolas looked up, seeing Blitz on a balcony. “Blitz…” Stolas smiled as he climbed up to him. “You came back…”

Blitz smiled as he gently caressed his feathers, Stolas doing the same with his horns. Their happy reunion was cut short when the owl prince let out a terrible scream.

Striker had stabbed him in the side, ready to attack his heart when he lost his balance, falling to his death. His scream echoing across the castle.

Blitz managed to pull Stolas onto the balcony, gasping in horror as he saw the deep wound.

“Y-You…you came back…” Stolas gasped, his breathing shallow.

“Of course I did…I could never–this is all my fault…” Blitz sobbed. “If I got here faster, you wouldn’t be–”

“Perhaps…it’s better this way…” Stolas whispered.

“D-Don’t talk like that ya jerk…y-you’re gonna be okay.” Blitz sniffled. “I’m here with you…I’m not going anywhere…we can be together…”

“At least…I got to see you…one last time…” Stolas said softly, caressing Blitz’s face before falling limp.

The living object and Loona holding Octavia’s book looked on sadly as their master perished.

“No…NO! Please don’t leave me, Stolas! I love you…” Blitz begged, a tear falling down his face.

Rain fell as Blitz sobbed over his beloved’s body, the servants quietly weeping. Even Loona, who had been terrified and angry at the beast for taking her father, couldn’t help but feel sorrow for Blitz losing someone he loved so dearly.

Just then, the book in her hands began to glow.

“What the hell?” Loona blinked as she felt the book in her hands moving on its own, releasing a brilliant bright light. Bright lights soon began to surround Stolas’ body, lifting him up in the air as Blitz watched in awe.

A young owl girl soon rose out from the book while the beast slowly started to return to what he once was. His coarse feathers shrinking down to smoother ones, his wings forming back into hands, and his face becoming less fierce.

Stolas and the owl girl were soon lowered to the ground, looking very confused. Once they saw each other, they embraced while sobbing happily.

“Octavia! My wonderful Octavia!” Stolas cried as he hugged his daughter close.

“Dad! I-I thought I’d never see you like this again!” Octavia sniffled as she felt her father running his fingers through her feathers.

“S-Stolas?” Blitz gasped.

Stolas briefly let go of his child, smiling brilliantly at the imp. “Hello Blitz…I…I hope you aren’t disappointed.” Stolas said quietly as he took his hands.

Blitz looked down at his hands before looking up at Stolas, launching at him with a big kiss, embracing him tightly. “Does that answer your question?” Blitz retorted as Stolas giggled.

Soon enough, the castle was restored to its former glory. The living objects returned to normal, overjoyed that they were normal once more.

“Moxxie!” Millie laughed, embracing her husband without worry of burning him. Moxxie was so overjoyed that he dipped his wife, kissing her deeply.

“Oh man…I’m gonna be working out the kinks in my back for a while.” Vortex joked before looking at Loona. “Hi there.”

“H-Hey…” Loona smiled sheepishly.

“OZZIE!” Fizz yelled, jumping into his lover’s arms before peppering him with kisses.

“Oh my Fizzy!” Ozzie grinned, hugging his beloved close.

(...)

Much later, a ball was put on in celebration of Stolas and Octavia’s return. Many of the villagers that had been a victim of Stella’s curse were invited to the castle, clearer in minds and hearts.

Millie had taken Moxxie to catch up with her many siblings and parents while Fizz and Ozzie joyfully danced together. Loona was chatting with Vortex and Octavia, curious about this whole ordeal that they had gone through. Old friends and loved ones were reuniting, relief and joy spreading throughout the whole castle.

The only one that didn’t seem too happy was Wally.

“I say I say…these fancy-schmancy parties suck.” Wally grumbled as he nursed a drink.

A green shark demon soon sat next to him, holding a red rose. “Hey there, handsome. What’s your name?” he grinned.

Wally looked the demon up and down before smiling, taking the flower. “I say I say, name’s Wally Wackford. And who might you be?” He wondered.

“Chazwick Thurman. But you can call me Chaz.” Chaz winked.

“I do declare, Chaz, that the dancefloor is calling our name.” Wally giggled, placing the flower in his pocket before guiding the taller demon to dance.

Meanwhile, Blitz and Stolas were dancing in sheer bliss. Two souls brought together; one finding the humanity he once lost. The other found something they didn’t even know they were missing.

“Blitz…thank you.” Stolas whispered as he twirled him around.

“For what?” Blitz wondered.

“I thought, after losing my daughter in that book, I had to shut myself away. But you…you saved not only my daughter and myself but my entire castle of staff. Just by being you.” Stolas explained.

“Well…I was a bit ticked about being a prisoner of a prince. I thought you royals were all boring stuff shirts. But seeing how you cared for your kid…it made me see you weren’t just a prince but a dad. And being a good dad is a great turn-on.” Blitz grinned.

Stolas blushed before giggling, holding Blitz close as he kissed him once more.

Certain as the sun~

Rising in the east~

Tale as old as time~

Song as old as rhyme~

Beauty and the Beast~

Tale as old as time!

Song as old as rhyme!

Beauty and the Beast!

[The End]

[themusicenthusiast]

Album Review: ‘The Lower Side of Uptown’ by Toadies

It has been the better part of a decade since the Toadies officially rejoined the land of the living, the past nine years having been their most productive ever in terms of content they’ve released, something that can no doubt be attributed to now having a record label that isn’t overly involved in the creative process and allows the band to make what they want to. That has led to some great albums, from a strong return with 2008’s No Deliverance, to revisiting the stuff of legend by finally releasing Feeler and even a reinterpretation of many of the hits with their most recent record. However, their forthcoming seventh studio album may well take the cake, not only rising above their more recent works but arguably holding its own alongside the classics from one of Fort Worth’s greatest rock outfits. The Lower Side of Uptown (due out on September 8th via Kirtland Records) comes across as being nothing short of a return to form, the Toadies being in touch with those ‘90s rock roots more than they have been since their 1994 release that propelled them to stardom – an album which Vaden Todd Lewis and Mark Reznicek are the only two remaining members who had a hand in making.

The dozen songs found on it harken back to what fans hail as the Toadies best stuff, drawing influence from Rubberneck and even Hell Below/Stars Above, with trace amounts of other eras found in some of the cuts; the quartet immediately placing everyone into the thick of it with “When I Die”. The lengthy, effects laden riff that kicks off the track sounds like it came straight out of the ‘90s and is unmistakably the work of the Toadies. Licks like that were the hallmark of their major label debut, the kind that made it such a definitive piece of work, and now they serve to transport the listener back a couple of decades, “When I Die” feeling like a long-lost song from those days. The rhythm section is just as crucial to it, creating a moody vibe that allows the lyrics to be more emotive, an underlying anger permeating the track, particularly in Lewis’ singing as he snarls out some of the lines. “…So, break my heart! Make me cry! Do your worst!” The onslaught continues with “Take Me Alive”, a piece that is sheer rock ‘n’ roll, the choruses sounding wildly chaotic. Lewis, Reznicek, Clark Vogeler and Doni Blair relish that sudden jolt of energy they inject into the song, sounding ferocious as they let their unbridled passion shine through. It stands as one of the most in-your-face songs that the Toadies have written, one that demands the listener invest themselves completely as they take it in. Still, it isn’t without its signature Toadies’ tones, the verses having an ominous vibe about them, especially the raspy way Lewis belts out the lines. The high-energy may be what makes “Take Me Alive”, though the most gripping moment comes before the final verse, an eerie “Shhhh” quelling the drums, guitar and bass as things momentarily carry on at a whisper. It’s the first you hear something that winds up being a crucial part of every song and overall is defining of The Lower Side of Uptown and that’s the way the music and lyrics truly work off one another to reflect the various emotions that are being conveyed, subsequently making the tracks as potent as possible. The record continues to be utterly compelling with another staple at live shows for the past year or so, “Polly Jean” being a beast of a song. Along with a grungy-esque sound (something that is found in many of the songs) it also boasts some monstrous drumming and the occasional fuzzed out series of riffs that make it a powerhouse number, one that cements the hold The Lower Side of Uptown has started to take, ensuring the listener’s intrigue is piqued as they continue the journey. That journey includes an interesting mix of offerings, “Mama Take Me Home” being a lull of sorts, but one packed with plenty of intense moments that make it rather volatile. “Amen” is another slightly different song. Different in the fact that it feels more like a hybrid between Lewis’ writing style with the Toadies and his venture after. (It could qualify as a B-side for the Burden Brothers’ Mercy.) Dark at times, that track also shimmers, brilliantly so, the glossy tones providing an optimistic feeling… despite some of the somber elements. (And let’s be honest, Lewis is one of the few vocalists who can make the lines, “Cross my heart, hope to die with you by my side. If you run I will find anywhere you hide…”, simultaneously sound tender and loving yet also haunting with malicious intent. Threat like, as if he’d track this love interest to the ends of the earth to ensure HE got what HE wanted. It’s magnificent.) Since reuniting, the Toadies have made a habit of putting a cover song on their records and The Lower Side of Uptown features a riveting rendition of Screamin' Jay Hawkins’ “I Put a Spell on You”. Complete with keys and a saxophone to make it as authentic as possible, the classic also gets a slight modern makeover. It’s not necessarily adventurous in terms of the music, the instrumentation just sounds fresher, though with a song like this, one really doesn’t need to make much attempt in the first place to enhance it because it already has a certain spark. Instead, it’s the Toadies own flare that makes this cover so bewitching, a cackling Lewis fueling the sentiment behind the words as they work their magic, making it mesmerizing and commanding as it retains its moody aura. The Lower Side of Uptown winds up standing out as the most Toadies thing that the Toadies have ever made. In a sense, it provides a look through the years, various songs fitting with the LP’s that precede this latest one. That includes the five-year-old Play.Rock.Music (another superb album) and everything else since ‘08, but for the most part it’s cast after their most revered records, the only two fans had to enjoy for many years. Because of that, fans will delight in listening to it and hearing something or another that echoes back to other entries in their catalog. Don’t misinterpret that, though. The Lower Side of Uptown is far from a retread of what worked best in the past. Rather, this time around the writing styles -- both in regards to the lyrics and the music -- just happened to line up more with the classic era, the result being stupendous. As was noted, the music and vocals are in constant harmony, thus allowing the music to pack even more of a punch. The forceful swells in the music lead to some ferocious singing; the more tender lines are punctuated by serene notes and so on. Those components operate in perfect concert in order to ensure a brilliant ebb and flow, impressive crescendos and haunting, brooding moments adorning the record, making it as striking as possible. Chocking The Lower Side of Uptown full of the vim and vigor of their youth, Lewis, Reznicek, Vogeler, and Blair have combined that passion with the experience and maturity that has come with growing into seasoned musicians, the final product being something that is sharp (and often vicious). Something that is absolutely engaging from start to finish. Something that, rather than a slow song or two, features a series of temperamental shifts, all of them teeming with feeling and enthusiasm. It’s an album where the Toadies are unquestionably in their prime; and if the listener can remain truly objective, they may well agree this is their most solid effort to date. Pre-order The Lower Side of Uptown on: iTunes | Google Play | Amazon MP3 Visit the Toadies’ websites: Official Website | Facebook | Twitter Current Shows: 2017 September 6--Rockin Rodeo--Denton, TX 7--Diamond Ballroom--Oklahoma City, OK 8--Children's Mercy Park--Kansas City, KS 9--Delmar Hall--Saint Louis, MO 10--Bogart's--Cincinnati, OH 12--The Concourse at The International--Knoxville, TN 13--Exit In--Nashville, TN 14--New Daisy Theatre--Memphis, TN 16--Possum Hollow--Graham, TX (10th annual Dia de los Toadies) 19--Tricky Falls Theater--El Paso, TX 20--Club Congress--Tucson, AZ 21--Beauty Bar--Las Vegas, NV 22--Crescent Ballroom--Phoenix, AZ 23--Belly Up Tavern--Solana Beach, CA 24—Troubadour--West Hollywood, CA 26--House of Blues--Anaheim, CA 27--The UC Theatre--Berkeley, CA 29--Crocodile Café--Seattle, WA 30--Star Theater--Portland, OR October 1--Knitting Factory Concert House--Boise, ID 3--Metro Bar--Salt Lake City, UT 4--Mesa Theatre & Club--Grand Junction, CO 5--Gothic Theatre--Denver, CO 6--The Waiting Room--Papillion, NE 7--Wooly's--Des Moines, IA 8--First Avenue--Minneapolis, MN 10—Metro--Chicago, IL 11--Mercury Ballroom--Louisville, KY 12--Vogue Theatre--Indianapolis, IN 13--Saint Andrews Hall--Detroit, MI 14--Grog Shop--Cleveland, OH 15--Rex Theatre--Pittsburgh, PA 17--Black Cat--Washington, DC 18--Gramercy Theatre--New York, NY 19--Theatre of Living Arts--Philadelphia, PA 20--Brighton Music Hall--Allston, MA 21--The Stone Pony--Asbury Park, NJ 22--The Norva--Norfolk, VA 24--Motorco Music Hall--Durham, NC 25--Blue Eyed Muse--Wilmington, NC 26--The Masquerade--Atlanta, GA 27--Plaza Live--Orlando, FL 28--Culture Room--Ft Lauderdale, FL 29--The Ritz Ybor--Ybor City, FL 31—Tipitinas--New Orleans, LA November 10--Stubb's Barbeque--Austin, TX 11--Brewster Street Ice House--Corpus Christi, TX

[pinkiepiebones]

OKAY ONE SPICY LORE POST FOR GHOST-CURIOUS @tinpockets

Honestly I could post "Metal Myths" episode 2 but I'll infodump first and link second.

-Ghost is a band that was created in Linköping Sweden in 2006 except not really. LORE says Ghost is a band that first emerged on the scene in 1969 as part of a Satanic Swedish chruch's attempts at world domination. Ghost was fronted by a skeleton-faced man named "Papa Emeritus Nihil." Or just Papa Nihil for short. He and his band of four Nameless Ghouls- silent instrument players in silvery masks- released one EP called "Seven Inches of Satanic Panic." The EP failed to chart, so Nihil, the ghouls, and the beautiful and mysterious woman known only as Sister Imperator went back to the church.

-Then for a long time nothing happened.

-In 2011 the band project was revitalised. Under the geriatric leadership of Papa Emeritus the First, Ghost released a full-length album, "Opus Eponymous." There is now another ghoul, bringing the total of band members to six. Years later people will insist that this is where the band peaked and every subsequent release is garbage. We like to call those people "wrong."

-In 2012 Papa Emeritus the First was replaced onstage mid-concert by the bitter, wounded Papa Emeritus the Second. Papa II was a degenerate freak, even by Satanic standards* He forsook his papal regalia, often appearing in a suit instead of his chasuble and alb. He sicced attack dogs on the ghouls. At one point the whole world even saw his ass and dick. Really! Oh, he also led the band in it's release of the album "Infestissumam," as well as an EP of covers called "If You Have Ghost."

-Papa II was deemed too much of a liability probably, but also Sister Imperator started emerging as a key figure on the manegerial side of the band. She said they needed younger blood. Enter Papa Emeritus the Third (who was Papa II's half-brother and only three months younger).

-Papa III was perhaps the most popular Papa, and with his album "Meliora" winning a Grammy, he was the most successful Papa. He was flirty, vivacious, charismatic, an excellent hugger, had these gold claws on his gloves, educated his concert-goers about safe sex, wore spats, and released an EP called "Popestar."

-Papa III was then unceremoniously physically dragged off stage at a concert on 30 September 2017. A wheezing, decrepit man calling himself "Papa Emeritus Zero" (later confirmed to be Nihil) clambered onto the stage and declared that "The Dark Ages" were coming.

--At the insistance of Sister Imperator, Papa Nihil begrudgingly appointed his toadie, Cardinal Copia, to lead the band project. Papa Nihil didn't like the idea because Copia is not of the bloodline that has been leading the church for millenia. "My father was Papa!" said Nihil, "and his father! And his father's father. And his father's father's father. And his father's father's father's father... and HIS father!" Copia had somehow earned the derisive nickname "Twinkle Toes" from Nihil. Copia also earned the second-most Employee of the Month awards, which is a cool thing for a Satanic church to have. He had a moustache and the most beautiful sideburns ever. He had been Nihil's right-hand man for, presumably, decades. On 13 April 2018 the first single under Cardinal Copia, "RATS," dropped. I still remember right where I was when it happened.

-Cardinal Copia, with seven Nameless Ghouls (now the band has eight members, including two female Ghouls called "Ghoulettes") proves to be quite the powerhouse, what with his tight pants and sideburns and excellent memory for certain people he'd met before and such. The only reason his album, "Prequelle," didn't win a Grammy is because it happened to drop the same year Greta Van Fleet was doing shit, anyone remember that? I didn't think so #prequellewasrobbed

-Through the band's official Youtube page we learned more about the relationship between Sister Imperator and Papa Nihil (spans decades, sexual, romantic, maybe ended poorly but the flames of passion remain), as well as a bit more about Copia (incredibly awkward bumbleking who rides a tricycle when he's not being a sexual tyrannosaur on stage). Sister Imperator was also in a car wreck, but she's okay, and also Satan has Sister Imperator's number

-On 3 March 2020, Papa Nihil beefed it on stage. See, he had been toddling out to play the saxophone solo for the track "Miasma" despite his very real breathing issues (the man has to drag around an oxygen tank!). So he beefed it mid-solo and a swarm of nuns surrounded Cardinal Copia as ABBA's "Arrival" played. Copia evolved into Papa Emeritus IV.

-Then the pandemic happened. awfully strange that "Prequelle" was conceptually about the Black Plauge... or was it a warning?? 🤔🤔🤔🧐🧐

-Then for a long time nothing happened. Uh, again.

-At some point we found out via Zoom- sorry, DOOM- that Papa IV and Sister Imperator got plastic surgery over the lockdown. I was personally dismayed because the sideburns were gone. #ripsideburns

-This year Ghost finally, FINALLY, after years of basically SILENCE (except for the whole "we did a song that played over the credits of Halloween Kills" thing), four years after "Prequelle" dropped, released the album "Impera" under the leadership of Papa Emeritus IV. There's also another new ghoul, bringing the total number of band members to nine. Slipknot is eyeing their "most masked people in a band" award and sweating right now.

-"Impera" is based around the rise and fall of empires. -hey, you know how "Prequlle" kinda-not-kinda predicted the pandemic? Well, "Impera," I mean.... f-f-falling emp... empires...... H-h-haha?

-DON'T FUCKING DO IT APPOLO!

-OH, Sister Imperator also had Papa I, II, and III iced and put on display for the Prequelle era tours because that's a normal thing to do with your former lead singers. I saw them, and Nihil, during the Imperatour in February of this year (2022). Nihil was glass coffin'd without his saxophone #burythesax -So now you're basically up to speed! Here's a video that can tell you all of this in a much more coherent fashion: Clicky!

[robertreich]

Trump’s Presidency is Over

You’d be forgiven if you hadn’t noticed. His verbal bombshells are louder than ever, but Donald J. Trump is no longer president of the United States.

By having no constructive response to any of the monumental crises now convulsing America, Trump has abdicated his office.

He is not governing. He’s golfing, watching cable TV, and tweeting.

How has Trump responded to the widespread unrest following the murder in Minneapolis of George Floyd, a black man who died after a white police officer knelt on his neck for nine minutes as he was handcuffed on the ground?

He has incited more police violence. Trump called the protesters “thugs” and threatened to have them shot. “When the looting starts, the shooting starts,” he tweeted, parroting a former Miami police chief whose words spurred race riots in the late 1960s.

The following day he encouraged more police violence, gloating about “the most vicious dogs, and most ominous weapons” awaiting protesters outside the White House, should they ever break through Secret Service lines. On Sunday he again resorted to incendiary tweets, instructing “Democrat Mayors and Governors” to “get tough” on the “ANARCHISTS.”

Trump’s response to George Floyd’s murder has debased the presidency and squandered whatever moral authority remained. 

Trump’s response to the last three ghastly months of mounting disease and death has been just as heedless. Since claiming Covid-19 was a “Democratic hoax” and muzzling public health officials, he has punted management of the coronavirus to the states.

Governors have had to find ventilators to keep patients alive and protective equipment for hospital and other essential workers who lack it, often bidding against each other. They have had to decide how, when, and where to reopen their economies.

Trump has claimed “no responsibility at all” for testing and contact-tracing – the keys to containing the virus. His new “plan” places responsibility on states to do their own testing and contact-tracing.

Trump is also AWOL in the worst economic crisis since the Great Depression.

More than 41 million Americans are jobless. In the coming weeks temporary eviction moratoriums are set to end in half of the states. One-fifth of Americans missed rent payments this month. Extra unemployment benefits are set to expire at the end of July.

What is Trump’s response? Like Herbert Hoover, who in 1930 said “the worst is behind us” as thousands starved, Trump says the economy will improve and does nothing about the growing hardship. The Democratic-led House passed a $3 trillion relief package on May 15. Mitch McConnell has recessed the Senate without taking action and Trump calls the bill dead on arrival.

What about other pressing issues a real president would be addressing? The House has passed nearly 400 bills this term, including measures to reduce climate change, enhance election security, require background checks on gun sales, reauthorize the Violence Against Women Act and reform campaign finance. All are languishing in McConnell’s inbox. Trump doesn’t seem to be aware of any of them.

There is nothing inherently wrong with golfing, watching television and tweeting. But if that’s pretty much all that a president does when the nation is engulfed in crises, he is not a president.

Trump’s tweets are no substitute for governing. They are mostly about getting even.

When he’s not fomenting violence against black protesters, he’s accusing a media personality of committing murder, retweeting slurs about a black female politician’s weight and the House speaker’s looks, conjuring up conspiracies against himself supposedly organized by Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama, and encouraging his followers to “liberate” their states from lockdown restrictions.

He tweets bogus threats that he has no power to carry out – withholding funds from states that expand absentee voting, “overruling” governors who don’t allow places of worship to reopen “right away,” designating anti-fascism activists as terrorists, and punishing Twitter for fact-checking him.

And he lies incessantly.

In reality, Donald Trump does not run the government of the United States. He doesn’t manage anything. He doesn’t organize anyone. He doesn’t administer or oversee or supervise. He doesn’t read memos. He hates meetings. He has no patience for briefings. His White House is in perpetual chaos.

His advisors aren’t truth-tellers. They’re toadies, lackeys, sycophants and relatives.

Since moving into the Oval Office in January 2017, Trump hasn’t shown an ounce of interest in governing. He obsesses only about himself.

But it has taken the present set of crises to reveal the depths of his self-absorbed abdication – his utter contempt for his job, his total repudiation of his office.

Trump’s nonfeasance goes far beyond an absence of leadership or inattention to traditional norms and roles. In a time of national trauma, he has relinquished the core duties and responsibilities of the presidency.

He is no longer president. The sooner we stop treating him as if he were, the better.

[neighboursdaily]

Toadie & Sonya + Lassiters Lake

I’ve sacrificed so much already because of my guilt over Dee’s death. But now I am ready for what I want. And what I want is you in my life, forever. And if you feel the same way that I hope you do, then meet me on the bridge over the lake at sunrise tomorrow morning.

[cinenthusiast]

new-to-me albums listened to for 2/2022

19. lou bond - lou bond (1974) 20. tasogane - mai yamane (1980) 21. dissolution wave - cloakroom (2022) 22. magic fly - space (1977) 23. any other way - jackie shane (2017) (compilation from 60s & 70s) 24. splashdown - breakwater (1980) 25. pride - pride (1970) 26. takin’ off - herbie hancock (1962) 27. oxygene - jean-michel jarre (1976) 28. zoo folle - guiliano sorgini (1974) 29. yeti season - el michels affair (2021) 30. hymne au soleil - laurent bardienne & tigre d’eau douce (2022) 31. once twice melody - beach house (2022) 32. rubberneck - toadies (1994) 33. my point of view - herbie hancock (1963) 34. soul makossa - manu dibango (1972) 35. remote dreaming - the ghostwriters (1986) 36. danger - lijadu sisters (1976) 37. streets of rage 2 ost - yuzo koshiro (1992) 38. falcom game music - various (1987) 39. drakkhen ost - hiroyuki masuno (1991) (never released in any form) 40. romance 76 - peter baumann (1976) 41. boomerang - the creatures (1989) 42. timewind - klaus schulze (1975)

[grrrlmusic]

Polly Jean | Toadies

[starlitships-moved]

FACTS ABOUT MY MARIO S/I ( taken from my many posts & reblogs ) :

Adult ( like... almost 30! )

Is about 2 or 3 inches taller than K.a.m.e.k ( about 5'3 )

Was a normal human that fell through a warp pipe one day. Also had amnesia, yet remembered all of the mario characters and places!

Knows magic because of K.a.m.e.k

Is especially good at plant magic, turning invisible, electrifying myself and others etc.

Lived at P.e.a.c.h's castle until one day I rescued Junior, and he and K.a.m.e.k wanted me to go see B.o.w.s.e.r and tell him what happened!

Which then led to him making me a minion for saving his son ( he considered THAT a reward XD )

And THAT'S how I ended up living at B.o.w.s.e.r's castle!

Junior and the K.o.o.p.a.l.i.n.g.s see me as sort of an adopted mom/caretaker like k.a.m.e.k!

I took inspiration from Naval Piranha from Yoshi's Island for my s/i! ( AND from my old koopasona, who could use Piranha Plants! ) Hence the Piranha Plant motif!

Kam and I have been dating since 2011, and engaged since like... 2017! I've only become public with our ship this year!

I help my magical genius in his library a lot of times. Like helping to organize it etc.

I'm often telling him to take breaks since he overworks himself, especially in the colder months... He and all the other Koopas are cold blooded and they slow down in fall and winter. :c

I have a special amulet that I always wear for protection! ( Kam made it, and he also wears it's twin! ) The amulet also doubles as a sort of communicator for when he and I are separated - we can like, talk through it! It also glows when I'm at full health, and slowly fades the weaker I get.

Another form of communication we use is Toadies! Kam will send them to me if he has a message - kind of like passenger pigeons!

I have a room in the castle that's just chock full of different plant species! And Kam often brings me rare seeds to add to the collection - the most recent was a Super Happy Tree seed! Now I can have fresh fruit whenever I want! :D

He also just generally gifts me magic things like crystals, pendants, bracelets etc.

Our ship name is Balmony Garden for several reasons: I'm a plant mage and he's a magikoopa ( a turtle wizard ), Balmony has many names including turtlebloom, turtle head, shellflower etc. And it's an herb often used in magical potions and stuff!

Kam and I are a sight to behold if we combine our magic in a fight! The M.a.r.i.o bros. would even have a tough time with us! :o

However... I really dislike fighting them, since L.u.i.g.i and I are friends... So I usually just pretend they escaped or defeated me in battle whenever I'm forced to fight them ^_^;

[signor-signor]

Trending 27th - May 2020

In what cartoon(s) would I like to see Wander make a cameo?

Well, even though Disney still has never given the show the same love Fish Hooks got (i.e. 3 seasons and an actual conclusion - it still baffles me today), Wander’s cameo would have to be in any of the more recent shows from Disney TV Animation. If any of them are like Future-Worm, they would have to give an idea of what was planned for that third and final season (FW showed Wander and Sylvia on the Star Nomad, their new means of transportation). Since I never really bothered to watch any of the cartoons DTVA is dishing out right now, I’ll have to make do with a list.

DuckTales (2017) - I’ve noticed people pointing out its various nods to WOY (made possible by @suspendersofdisbelief). I believe it’ll take more than verbal references and a spirit of Christmas Past voiced by Jack McBrayer to get DT fans interested in WOY. I even prepared DT versions of Wander, Sylvia, Hater, Peepers, and Dominator for the DT crew to consider.

Big City Greens - The two brothers who created this show, @chrishoughton and @shanehoughton, were involved in WOY’s first season, and I assume the titular characters are as rural as Wander himself. If production has not yet been stopped, maybe they could throw him in there as some form of graffiti art or something.

Amphibia - I found there’s already a minor character voiced by Jack McBrayer - if memory serves, he performs Toadie, the mayor’s assistant. If creator Matt Braly (@radrappy) cares about WOY, he might at some point have him wear a big green hat with a star on it and play the banjo or something like that.

The Owl House - Someone pointed out some girl in a hood who bears a striking resemblance to a Watchdog. @danaterrace is just as popular among aspiring cartoonists as @alexhirsch-official, so maybe this show could boost support for WOY with a Wander lookalike. That cameo of GF characters in a Hanna-Barbera in The Cartoon had better not be all for naught.

If Disney got to let us see S3 of WOY, I’d definitely check out the aforementioned shows. That’s not to say I have no support for anyone who works on them, mind you.

Lastly, if there’s one cartoon outside the Walt Disney Company that could include a cameo of Wander, it’s the upcoming Netflix original, Kid Cosmic, created by the one and only @crackmccraigen. I know for a fact both WOY and KC don’t take place in the same universe, but if the PPG silhouettes on Frankie’s shirt, the PPG ending reference in The Boy Wander, and Bloo hidden in the crowd in The End of the Galaxy are any indication, Craig has probably already found a way to throw Wander somewhere in there. If we’re lucky, we might get to learn more about S3 and see what the three new main characters planned for S3 look like.

I mean, come on, does Craig really expect us to live through another four years without finding out exactly what he and his team planned for WOY’s third season before Disney turned it down in favor of something else? (I’m looking at you, frequent reruns of P&F, GF, and SvtFoE.) You’d be a fool if the promising concept of Wander’s post-Dominator adventures is completely wasted on you.

I know many people out there don’t choose WOY as their most favorite cartoon, but we can’t let that dissuade us from letting Disney know how interested we are in the show and the plans made for S3. Those plans exist, and we mustn’t let those who put their heart and soul into them take them to their graves - making them a reality is essentially the final step for SaveWOY. Besides, today is Jack McBrayer’s birthday, and I think it would mean so much to him if the Disney bosses let him perform Wander just once more.

Furthermore, in order to help WOY fans pass the time during the COVID-19 pandemic, I came up with an idea of pre-S3 shorts (featuring Andy the Watchdog) for the WOY team’s consideration. Until then, keep showing your support and maybe one day, we’ll see the true conclusion on Disney+!

@disneyxd

@disneyanimation

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Sorry to burst your bubble sweet heart but Bleach just got bought by Aniplex which means any new project will probably get a new studio/staff/TV Station. Guess there are people in Japan who gives shit about bleach despite the delusional claims from IR fandom .WDKALY was a best seller and so were the LN that came later on so I'm not surprised that we are getting an anime season after all ;).

Sure is interesting how none of y’all can cite or reference any actual industry information that’s actually in, you know, Japanese, and all of this keeps going back to a handful of random-ass English tweets. I mostly follow Star Wars production drama for fun, but at least the “Fandom Menace” on YouTube actually gets leaks from inside Lucasfilm and Disney.

You have what, exactly, MY UNCLE AT NINTENDO TOLD ME…? Yeah, but y’all have totally got it all figured it out way ahead of the “Lamestream Media,” right?

Here is an actual video on the subject created within the last day. Here is the industry news article it links to. Here is an actual quote from that article:

The staff for the AnimeJapan 2020 event announced on Monday that the event will host a stage presentation titled “Bleach 20th Anniversary Project & Tite Kubo New Work Presentation” on March 21.

What Tite Kubo is working on isn’t Bleach. It literally says “New Work.” As to what that Anniversary Project is? Who knows. You’ve literally got a splash image to work off of. That’s the grand total of what’s on the website. And every year, like clockwork, the Western fandom screams “It’s the anime coming back!” and every year, like clockwork, it doesn’t happen. But sure, maybe this time is different.

Maybe. But probably not.

I’ll tell you what is definitely bullshit though: your claim that "Aniplex bought Bleach.” According to whom? You got a source for that, cupcake? Beyond Jaymes Hanson’s fuckin’ Twitter account and fanboys, that is? 

It’s hilarious because the sum of Aniplex’s involvement with Bleach was distributing DVDs and music CDs.The major rights holders and producers of Bleach were TV Tokyo, Dentsu and Studio Pierrot, so Aniplex would’ve had to have bought out all three for a property it was barely involved with (and someone else already pointed this out on Twitter). Here’s what Aniplex has actually been up to (note that they are most often credited as “production” and “music production” on Bleach). Here is Aniplex’s actual website on Bleach, where the last news entry is from 2012. 

Interesting how there is nothing at all on either about them say, buying dead franchises and restarting them. Which is intriguing, because they did set up a Chinese studio, but it’s focused on properties that actually make money and aren’t financial suicide like FGO. (If any entity has actually been aggressive about trying to monetize Bleach in the past few years, it’s Viz Media.)

Like I implied above, literally the only source for this shit on the entire internet is Jaymes Hanson’s Twitter and the assorted toadies in his echo chamber who regurgitate the shit he says without thinking. Gee, I wonder what possible interest he might have in stirring the pot every single year about the anime coming back. It’s almost like he’s in dire straits after his YouTube channel got hacked and he’s desperate for attention or something.

So yeah, THE SUPER SECRET BLEACH ANIME RETURN THAT ONLY A RANDOM WESTERN WEEABOO AND NOT ANYONE IN THE ACTUAL INDUSTRY KNOWS ABOUT is definitely, 100%, absolutely and totally happening. I’m sure Jaymes found out about it while Naruto-running around Area 51, where Aniplex is animating and recording it in cooperation with the Grays and the Illuminati, to be distributed by FEMA and the Trilateral Commission.

You know what else is bullshit? Your assertion that WDKALY sold well. Here’s the light novel rankings from December 25, 2016 and from January 7, 2017. WDKALY came in at 14th with 9,176 unit sales in the former and 6th with 8,627 unit sales in the latter. Hey, 6th isn’t so bad, right? Look over at total unit sales. 36,366. A week later, as of January 15th, 2017, WDKALY had fallen back to 13th and sold a total of 41,654 copies, gaining 5,288 more. A week after that, as of January 22nd, 2017, WDKALY had completely fallen off the chart. So it was on the chart for 3 weeks.

Something like 50,000 copies of this book were sold on release, which is when the majority of sales happen. Try looking at 1st on January 7, 2017, which was the light novel of Kimi no Na wa with 1,350,349 sales. Suddenly, 50,000 copies doesn’t look very impressive, does it? In terms of total volume, WDKALY sold for fucking dogshit (because it is dogshit).

“Best seller,” huh? Interesting description! By that metric, I really am a Hugo Award winner and Time’s Person of the Year 2006.

So, in my capacity as a Hugo Award winner and Time’s Person of the Year 2006, allow me to summarize: you’re a fucking clown who’s about as informed on this topic as the average Midwestern Trump voter is about… well, anything. Kindly take this as an invitation to fuck right off out of my inbox.