#Unhurt Me

[gaymer-hag-stan]

So, I finally caught up with our National Final after work.

Overall, I have to say, that while I think this was a downgrade in every way from ZARI, most of the songs were actually better live than in the studio version which I think is a good thing.

This is my final ranking:

1. Evangelia - Vále

2. Klavdia - Αστερομάτα

3. Κωνσταντίνος Χρηστοφόρου & Κώστας Καραφώτης - Παράδεισος

4. Κώστας Αγέρης - Γη Μου

5. Xannova Xan - Play It!

6. Andy Nicolas - Lost My Way

7. Barbz - Sirens

8. Nafsica - Unhurt Me

9. Dinamiss - Odyssey

10. Θάνος Λάμπρου - Free Love

11. Georgina Kalais & John Vlaseros - High Road

12. Rikki - Elevator (Up and Down)

[acourtofquestions]

“She had no magic to wield, save for the keen eyes of the goddess at her shoulder and an uncanny ability to remain unnoticed, to play into expectations.”

[acornered]

I got into a fucking car accident and my car might be totalled 😭 can I not be happy for 2 seconds???

[fulcrum-art-fox]

Oh Mel so protected herself and Jayce from that explosion right

[littleapocalypsekitten]

I wonder if there's a word for suddenly being reminded of some wrongdoing or cringeworthy action or series of actions from your past - running into someone who still apparently holds a grudge (even though The Bullshit happened literally over 20 years ago) and you start on a string of thinking about every other issue you've had with people since then because you're broken-brained / have trouble communicating outside of crafting fiction / creative writing and certainly have trouble knowing the normal, appropriate actions and reactions to things and you just think of all the people you've ever hurt and all of the wank and cringe you've ever engaged in... ... and then you kind of want to die / feel like a failure / don't think you deserve being alive. But you're fighting that because your therapist says to do so and, in the long run, you realize that you aren't so bad - you're a very annoying person and very few people can stand you for very long, but the ones who do become your genuine friends. You know that you're trying and learning, even if your learning curve on the social interaction is a bit slow. You still hate yourself for the past, but you know that there's noting to be done but moving forward. I don't know if I'm a good person, but I do know that I'm fighting to be one.

[oneleggedflamingo]

Okay okay okayyyyy. OKAY. I will become buff Riza for the rest of the year. I miss having strong arms and she is the patrion saint for me.

[thr3ap3r]

crowley knows very well how “if im in charge, i can make a difference” is going to end up, it literally happened to him. he isnt just sad that aziraphale rejected him, but also that he is going to get in a lot of trouble up in heaven and crowley cant do anything to stop it.

[fates-theysband]

that one post that's like "every week, there is a new main character of twitter. your goal is to never be it" applies to my job too. every day, there is someone on the floor who has everyone in the adjacent cubes whispering "oh my god their customer asked for what" to each other. your goal is to never be that agent.

i was that agent today. imagine, if you will, being the next cube over from me at the call center:

"thank you for calling [company], this is [deadname], who do i have the pleasure of speaking with? i'm doing great, [other agent calling on customer's behalf], how are you? that's great! so what seems to be going on with this order? it's early enough in the day that the drivers should still be on their route, yeah. ...i'm sorry, i'm just making sure i heard you correctly, he says what might be in the haul away unit? okay, uh...is it alright if i put you on a brief hold while i call the carrier? alright, thank you very much and i'll be right back with you!"

"good afternoon, [carrier agent], this is [deadname] from [company], i'm calling in regards to a delivery and haul away today for [customer], he's stop 4 on route 20 (not his actual route and stop), and he says that he thinks his cat might be in the washing machine the team hauled away? yeah, like the animal. a black cat. yeah i'd be happy to hold while you call the drivers."

[autumnoakes]

issue 1: i don't want to drive a car

issue 2: i do still want my motorcycle license (incredibly more dangerous than driving a car)

issue 3: it costs a whole lot more money up front because of gear, lessons, and getting my own bike since i can't just use someone else's from time to time

[teenagefeeling]

warning: tmi and slightly gross but also by my standards of medical oversharing not rly that bad lmao

im up at 1 am which is somewhat rare for me bc earlier i fully passed out?? while i was sitting on the toilet and then i woke up on the floor with my dad standing over me it was very melodramatic. and i am 99% sure that happened because of pain from a stomach cramp bc right after that i threw up and felt one million times better and my coworker literally had the stomach flu last week so. seems likely. anyway then i took a nap from like 6:30-11 pm so here i am. awake again.

part of me still thinks i should go to a doctor about it but i also have never wanted to do anything less in my life so my first plan of action is to just hope it doesn't happen again lmao

[gaymer-hag-stan]

Poor Nafsica really said with her whole heart "I think my song will stand out because it's in English and it's message will be understood by everybody."

Oh honey :')

But really, this is genuine proof for the "DonT SinG in EngLiSh" portion of the core fandom that this is what artists who are not necessarily in touch with the scene think about when submitting songs in English or translating them into it after their national finals.

[undertheopensky]

Helmets are like seatbelts. They’re not for every minor ding and bump, every time you come off your bike and wind up covered in scrapes but successfully protect your head.

They’re for the times there’s a curb in the wrong place. The times you slam on the brakes to avoid a small child and wind up in a heap on the ground with the bike on top of you. The times when a car fails to give way and you slam into the side of it.

They’re for the worst case scenarios, to turn them from fatal or life-changing into merely damaging.

JUST WEAR A FUCKING HELMET, FOR FUCK’S SAKE.

i love it when people end their dumbass points with a snappy one-liner that is technically true but in the complete opposite direction they intended

[dreamingofstarslight]

Something i feel like gives ppl insight to who i am as a person is:

If i hear, read, see whatever the words “i dont condone violence” ill cut it off immediately and be like “i do” and its bc i do

[cavebaby2]

I do understand that it is not correct to silently evade my friends groupchat. I apologize for feeling more myself when I am alone.

No body warned me for how strenuous of an action socializing is when I was conditioned to feel lonely in a full house.

[systlin]

So, to explain my little adventure I just got back from, it is necessary to set the scene by explaining a few things.

My dog is a Great Pyraneese. She weighs 90 Pounds. It is mostly muscle.

My neighbors a quarter mile down the road have chickens. They like to let them free range.

Now, this is not a problem at all, EXCEPT for the fact that whenever Tyr sees them something deep in her little livestock guardian breed brain goes "Oh, I am supposed to be Responsible for this Livestock." She will attempt to plonk her 90 pound furry ass down as far towards their yard as her leash will permit and want to sit there and simply stare at the chickens. She is not aggressive towards them, she simply wants to lie down and Keep An Eye On Things, the way a good livestock guardian dog is supposed to. It is the same reason she would love to fight the foxes that live under the falling down farmhouse down the street to the death and is very upset that I will not let her.

The PROBLEM is, well

3. My neighbors also have a miniature poodle. She is convinced, in every cell of her 15 pound body, that No Other Dogs Should Come Anywhere Near Her Fucking Yard. She has no concept that Tyr outweighs her by 75 pounds and is absolutely convinced that she could win this fight.

Normally if she's outside she is out in the fenced backyard and this isn't a problem. I also don't let Tyr wander into other yards, because it's rude to let your dog pee on the neighbor's grass unless they've said they're fine with it and also I live in Fuckass Nowhere. There's plenty of county owned grass on the roadside for Tyr to pee on. Still, even if I'm coaxing her along past the chickens, she will want to slow down and drift over to that side of the road to look at them.

TODAY, however, the mini poodle was NOT in the backyard. She was in the unfenced front yard, and as soon as we walked past she saw another dog not ON her yard, but heading TOWARDS her yard, and she hurled herself into battle with no thought for her own safety.

Now, Tyr is not aggressive towards other dogs. There is an exception to this, though, and it is 'unless an off leash dog comes running full speed in the general direction of one of Her People while snarling and barking'. If this happens, I suddenly have 90 pounds of Great Pyr ready for mortal combat on the end of the leash.

This brings us to item 4

4. I broke my left arm in April and while it is healing and good for light use now, 'Light Use' does not include 'restraining 90 pounds of furious livestock guardian dog convinced her person is about to be attacked by a reactive dog'

This means that I looped up the leash short and controlled her one armed. I did not think about this twice particularly. I know I can do it and just. Did it. I wouldn't walk her if I couldn't control her, after all. Once she figured out that no, the poodle was NOT going to attack me, she calmed down, but was still growling.

But I did this as a panicked neighbor dude came running out to try and get his dog, convinced that his kids were about to watch their beloved pet get turned into Great Pyr chow.

Oh and

5. I did this while wearing a Wonder Woman tshirt

So, long story short, his 4 year old daughter is convinced now that I actually AM Wonder Woman, because "She's Strong Like Wonder Woman!" and my neighbor learned that his poodle dug out from under the fence, how's everyone else's days going.

(All dogs unhurt)

[yanderedrabbles]

Letters from a Yandere Vampire

December 7th, 1886

Dear y/n,

Please do not think me presumptuous for writing to you so soon, but my heart would give me no rest. I have been unable to stop thinking of you since our encounter at the Duke's soiree.

Perhaps it is my countenance or perhaps my foreign heritage, but London's débutantes seem to find me positively frightful. I had resigned myself to yet another evening of disappointment when you introduced yourself to me.

In all my travels, I have met few ladies with your boldness of spirit. You transformed my dour evening into one of unimaginable enjoyment.

I have included with my letter some pressed flowers from my native Transylvania. You expressed much interest in the botany of my homeland and I hope these will intrigue you.

Your interest in my travels is remarkably flattering. And, if I may be so bold, may I invite you to a dinner at my salon? I have much still to share.

Yours sincerely,

Count Nicolae Drăculești

December 17th, 1886

My dearest y/n,

How I enjoyed our evening together! When we danced, I felt my soul set afire. In my travels, none have so captivated me.

Do not think me hasty, but I have sent my messenger with a gift. I can think of no better place for these jewels than around your neck. Please, accept them with my most sincere compliments.

You amused me very much when you pointed out my teeth. My fangs are indeed much longer and sharper than a normal man's. Perhaps you wish to feel their sharpness against your skin?

The nights grow longer and colder. Do you dislike the winter darkness, I wonder. Or do you only long for someone to share it with, as I do?

Ah, forgive my rambling! I'm writing to ask if you will allow me the privilege of escorting you to the Yuletide ball? I can think of no finer gift to celebrate Christmas.

I must soon depart for my home and I insist on spending more time together before then.

Yours,

Nicolae Drăculești

December 25th, 1886

My love,

Merry Christmas! I walked through the untouched snow and even London seemed beautiful and pure.

In this cold, I can think of nothing but having you with me. A day without you is an eternity past.

It seems I have been waiting for you for centuries. Is it to bold to say you are the woman of my dreams? Forgive this fool his insolence, but when I write to you I feel possessed.

You have asked me at length about my aversion to the Church and silver. You are such a logical creature but there are some things beyond the realm of science.

Seek to know no more, for both our sakes.

Another matter has been bothering me of late. I have noticed Lord Lancaster has expressed an interest in you.

The man fawns over you like a slobering hound. As your companion, it is my duty to advise against him. He is unworthy of your attention, much less your sympathy. 

Surely you see that it is you and I that are the more compatible match?

Ever yours,

Nicușor

January 1st, 1887

Dear,

I wished to keep you ignorant of my nature. And yet, you have seen me unmasked. A creature of the night.

It was your blood that did it. A single drop was all it took for my instinct to take over.

I hope you are unhurt. If I were in my right mind, I never would have pinned you against the wall as I did. I never would have forced my kiss upon you.

I could hear your heart racing when I showed you my fangs. Why did you not scream?

Did I fighten you into silence? Or was it something else?

You asked me what you are to me and at the time I had no answer to give. Are you my prey? My meal?

I have spent all night in thought and still I fear uttering these words.

You are my beloved.

My heart belongs entirely to you, wretched and sinful though it may be. No blood is sweeter than yours.

I burn for you, my darling.

I grow agitated at each day that passes when we are not together. My treacherous mind plays such awful tricks on me. Surely you have not cast me aside for another? Or worse, have I frightened you beyond redemption?

Oh, banish the thought! Who has your affection? Your love?

Please, put my poor heart at ease. Meet me in the gazebo at the end of your garden after sunset.

I cannot bear to be parted from you much longer.

Ever your slave,

Nicușor

y/n,

My castle must be prepared for your arrival and I have set forth with great haste to do so. In case you awake before my return, I've left you this letter.

You are currently on board a private train car bound for Transylvania. Do not attempt to leave. My guards have strict orders to ensure you reach home.

You are changed, my dear.

I have bitten you and transformed you into a creature like myself. Upon our final meeting, I intended only to say goodbye. You are too fine and beautiful a creature to be wasted on the likes of me.

But when I saw you in the moonlight, I could not help myself.

You are so beautiful. So bright and lively. You are what my cold halls have lacked all these many years.

My love, I drank your blood. Every drop of it. Nothing in my centuries of existence has ever tasted so sweet, so right.

It can be frightening, I know. But do not despair.

The light of the sun will forever be out of reach, but there are a thousand traits you've gained. Strength. Speed. Immortality.

The grave will never taste your flesh, old age will never hound at your door.

As I am the one who changed you, I am also your Lord and Master. The bond between us is forged in blood. Wherever I go, you must always follow. If I am to die, so shall you. If I am to command, you must obey.

It is a tight leash and not one of my devising, I assure you.

I intend to be your partner and not your Lord. So for both our sakes, my love, do not give me cause to use that power.

You and I have all eternity together. Does it please you as it does me?

I have longed for a bride for centuries. You cannot imagine the loneliness. And in all those years, none have impressed themselves upon my heart as you have.

I have stolen you from the sunshine and into my world of night and blood. I have ripped away any hope of heaven and salvation. No God now, no church or altar.

I am a rogue and a thief and still I beg of you. Please love, do not hate me.

I've made you into my vampire bride.

Your husband,

Nicușor Drăculești