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gabrielsbubblegumbitch · 8 months ago
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Valentino + This Is Love, Air Traffic Controller
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sigridstumb · 1 month ago
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Go Become an Air Traffic Controller
Folks, tell your teen and 20-something friends to try to become air traffic controllers.
I made a lot of smart choices and had a lot of luck.
However.
I made six figures for the last few years of my career, I retired at age 49 1/2, have my house paid off, have no debts, and get about 65% of my former take-home pay as my retirement pension.
Like.
My dudes.
Fuckin' go be air traffic controllers.
(You can't be diagnosed with ADHD or other neurodivergence, must be under the age of 30 to apply, and must be in good health. This strikes out nearly every single person I know, but SPREAD THE WORD.)
https://www.faa.gov/be-atc
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nocternalrandomness · 7 months ago
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neon-kazoo · 5 months ago
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This is Love (3 hero/villain snippets)
(All based on the song “This is Love” by Air Traffic Controller)
1. Run
“Villain,” Hero acknowledged with a slight inclination of their head. “Back again so soon?”
“What can I say,” Villain grinned back, all teeth. “I just love to pick a fight.”
Hero readies themselves for the inevitable attack, planting their feet wider and placing a hand on one of several throwing knives strapped to their thigh.
“This time, I won’t let you win,” declared Villain.
Hero did not bother to indulge the jab, instead focusing on the move that they intended to distract from. Villain’s own knife sailed past them on the right as they dodged smoothly to the left.
Quick to respond, Hero sent two of their blades into the air in rapid succession. They both narrowly missed the target, one drawing just a single drop of blood from Villain’s ear.
Villain rolled, ducking behind a barrel before popping out the other side while simultaneously loosing their last long range dagger.
Hero tracked them easily, and they were ready to block the blow with a makeshift shield. The knife lodged itself in the wooden board and Hero chucked it back to the side where they had found it.
“Get your blood pumping yet?” Villain called from behind the corner of the brick building they had moved to.
“Not hardly,” Hero replied, palming two more daggers and stalking towards the alley in which they heard the villain’s voice.
“Don’t worry,” Hero turned the corner just in time to see the maniacal grin spread across Villain’s face. “I have just the thing.”
Hero raised their throwing arms just as Villain reached into their back waistband and pulled out a gun.
“Now, let’s see how fast you can run.”
2. Betrayal
(tw: mention of past abuse, mention of suicidal ideation, toxic relationship)
“I’m an idiot for thinking…all those late shifts, God, I just thought you were saving up for us! To think you were out there….doing, doing those…those things,” she spat, and she didn’t stop there. “And the laundry, GOD I praised you for helping out. I didn’t think…why would I ever think! The hydrogen peroxide…the cold cycles!” Her voice carried nothing but despair when she realized, “Everytime I thought you were spoiling me, you were really just destroying evidence! Oh my god, and the gifts-“
“I was going to tell you,” Villain replied evenly, holding his hands up placatingly.
“Don’t you even start with me. Where is this necklace from?” She questioned, looping a finger under the chain and shaking the charm violently, “Did you get it from that heist I heard about? The one two towns over, out that old highway-“ Lover paused to suck in a affronted breath before she renewed, “Where did you get my ring! I swear to god, if you got my engagement ring off some poor dead woman before you got down on one knee-“
“I bought that ring. How could you ever think I could do that to you-“ Villain responded with only the smallest hint of malice in his tone.
“You could kill me! And maybe you should!” Lover shouted, before sinking to their knees on the kitchen floor, body racked with sobs. “God, I’m stupid. I’m so, so STUPID.”
Villain stared at the form of his lover, fallen to the tiles, curled up against a wooden cabinet. His face didn’t change, remaining impassive as he kneeled beside the love of his life.
“I knew it would go like this,” he started with what seemed like calmness, but if you knew him well enough—like Lover did—you would know that this was his true anger. “You say that we are partners, we fall in love, we get married,” something like disdain crept in between his words, “but once you see the darkness, you get uncomfortable and you forget all about who I really am-“
Lover scoffed loudly, a sound Villain would have been pleased to hear from her if directed at anyone else.
“You must love playing the victim. Do you actually believe that? That I couldn’t handle this?”
“I was good once, you know? I could’ve been what you wanted, back then, before my father beat it out of me,” he spoke matter-of-factly, voice devoid of any emotion.
“You know, what you’re doing out there…,” Lover shook her head. “You’re just a part of a pattern. When you make others feel your pain, you’re just continuing the cycle. And you’ve done nothing to get out!” She explained. “God, Villain, what if we had kids?!”
Lover slowly pulled herself up off the ground, clutching the countertop for balance.
“Everyone who’s tried to fix me knows that I can’t change. This is just who I am. I could promise you that I’ll try. Then you’ll forgive me, and then we’ll move on and—like always—nothing will really change. You’ll play house and pretend everything isn’t the exact same-”
“I am not your past lovers, Villain. Do not make assumptions about my decisions,” her words burned with thinly-veiled fury. “I want this to work. I really do. I love you.” She added, some doubt creeping, “It’s pathetic, I know. Especially to someone like you-”
“It’s not pathetic to love me. This is love, and I’m not going to just let you leave like it was nothing. I’m a jealous fool who won’t let go. You know that. I don’t want to see you with someone else,” he admitted, and he spoke it like a true confession.
“Then work with me! Let’s make up for it. All of it. Let’s do good,” she clasped his hands and looked up at his face, trying to catch his eyes.
“What if I don’t want to do good? If I was sorry for my actions, I would have shame. I would never stoop as low as to have pride in what I do. You should be disgusted by me,” he stared past his fiancée towards the window above the sink and watched the evening light filter through.
“You really are a fool. Don’t you understand?” Lover grabbed him by the chin and forced him to meet her gaze. “I would've taken you. Skeletons and all. If you had just told me. You didn’t have to hide. We could've figured it out together. We’re supposed to do this together.” She held up her ring finger to punctuate her point.
“It’s too late now,” he tried to break away, but Lover held strong, “I've got nothing left to give you. Without you I have nothing. No laughs. No joy. No reason to live. This is over.”
“You cannot put that on me. That’s not fair. You’re sick. This kind of love will only make you mad,” Lover defended, but it didn’t seem to Villain like she really believed it. Her face fell, like she could hear the untruth in her words, too.
“I’m sorry, Lover.”
“I know, baby. I know.”
Lover had no regrets as she perched on the rooftop with Villain, hiding in the shadows and waiting for the target to pass by. A figure crossed the street below them, and they both smiled.
“Fuck it, this is love.”
3. Bank Robbery
Hero struggled fiercely against the two men at her sides, jerking her arms where they held her and cursing when they didn’t budge. These guys were ridiculously strong, and impassive to any of her attempts to free herself. Both their expressions were hidden behind black ski masks, which naturally made them hard to read. She was actively trying to jam one in the foot when another man approached.
“Ah ah,” tutted the third man, obviously the leader and the only one who had spoken thus far. “Do I really need to say it?” He asked as he rested the butt of the gun against Hero’s forehead.
Hero went still but continued to glare into the mask of the man in front of her. Unfortunately, this only seemed to amuse him.
Outside, the other heroes could be heard arriving. Deafening sirens and the cheer of the crowd gave them away easily. Hero couldn’t see the leader’s face, but she could somehow still swear he grinned and his eyes lit up with glee.
He placed his hands on both of her shoulders as he spoke, “Perfect, now you can actually be of some use.” At the same time, the two burly men released her.
Before Hero had time to start formulating any sort of a plan, the leader used his hands to shove her out in front of him, making her stumble towards the doors. Hero whipped back around to face him, not wanting any of these people to be out of her line of sight for long.
“I think you’d better tell your friends to go,” he suggested, then added casually, “And if you try to talk to someone, well then,” He gestured lazily with his weapon, pointing it towards the cowering mass of civilians across the room, “someone has to die.”
Hero could hear the quiet whimpering of some of the hostages as she walked towards the door. She was shadowed by one of the men that had held her earlier, no doubt so he could listen in on anything she did (or didn’t) say.
Great, so these criminals weren’t quite as dumb as they looked.
With no other reasonable course of action coming to mind, Hero crossed the lobby with a straight back and chin held high.
“I have it handled, guys,” she called out conversationally when she reached the glass entryway. “Seriously, go home.”
Hero threw back a glance to the group of robbers, and she once again found herself with the uncanny feeling of being able to tell the leader’s expression—this time, a sneer.
So definitely not what he was going for. Oh well, he should have been more specific. Hero certainly wasn’t going to go beg. That just wasn’t in the job description.
Confident in her attempt, Hero walked back towards the vault and shrugged her shoulders.
“I tried.”
She could hear the snarl in his voice when he spoke.
“You think that’s funny? I’ll show you what’s funny-“
Except, he never got the chance. You see, all Hero ever really had to do was rile them up. After that, criminals basically do the job for you.
He was too blinded by anger to see her grab for his gun, and his lackeys were too busy underestimating her to bother to point their own weapons in her direction.
When glass shattered and the rest of the heroes busted in, all the soon-to-be-prisoners were already on the ground.
“I told you guys, I had it handled.”
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fuck-you-upmusicbracket · 1 year ago
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Goodbye to a World (Porter Robinson)
Thank you, I'll say goodbye now/Though its the end of the world, don't blame yourself/And if its true, I will surround you and give life to a world/That's our own
"The feeling of it is. like someone dying, or otherwise leaving someone. and they don't want to leave them alone, but they have to go. and they don't want the person to be sad, they want them to live! and live happily! but it just reminds me of losing someone close to you and that feeling. it's bittersweet, almost. feeling glad that you got to know them, and sad that they're gone."
Poll Runner: So effing beautiful with headphones! The beginning ramp up sounds like you're in a cave filled with different coloured lights all swirling around you, getting more and more beautiful with every note- I couldn't phrase this more coherently if I tried. Oh yeah, and the lyrics are super sad.
This is Love (Air Traffic Controller)
You’re no good, you’re no good/You could kill me and you should/I’m an idiot for thinking this was anything but blood/On the wall, on the couch/On the corner of my mouth/You must like being the victim, you’ve done nothing to get out
"Abusive relationship-core! Reminds me of my parents :)"
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megaweapon · 6 months ago
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“Got no reason to live And I’ve got nothing left to give you But my is love, love Fuck it. This is love.”
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thetalee · 11 months ago
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Air Traffic Controller - Creature of the Night
You're in a dream and I'm awake I could lay next to you but I would only shake And everybody thinks I'm making a mistake For staying up so late
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nichebands · 1 year ago
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Things said about The Hush Sound: really really fun to listen to
Listen to one of their songs here: https://youtu.be/I1kPqnjDALA
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the-football-chick · 2 years ago
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IG: philadelphiaeagles (2/6/23)
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internetspacegirl · 1 year ago
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i got bored and made this in an hour
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timetomike · 2 years ago
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nix-sacrificium · 1 year ago
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This is Love- Air Traffic Controller
I've got no shame, got no pride Only skeletons to hide And if you try to talk to someone Well then someone has to die Once you chase me down the hole Yeah once you think you're in control You'll believe that we are partners And you'll feel uncomfortable Oh then the darkness rolls in And you'll forget who I have been But you'll love, love, love it, this is love
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midnightrook · 6 months ago
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napalm-waistcoat · 7 months ago
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alterniansexfiend · 7 months ago
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speedierthanasubmarine · 9 months ago
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Underrated to the point of being unacceptable, everyone needs to listen to this.
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