#also if you vote mamma mia you suck

[lgbt-cishet-movie-tournament]

Most LGBT cishet movie?

Movie Submissions!

Sometimes a cishet movie is a hit in this community even without any stories or characters reflecting us (or at least not explicitly or intentionally or... tastefully). Either because of its campiness and witty banter, its drama, its weirdness, amazing soundtrack and costumes or its diva-like personality taking center stage. Please don't take this poll seriously.

Examples of movies that follow the rules below:

The Wizard of Oz (1939), Clue (1985), The Exorcist (1973), The Servant (1963), The Sound of Music (1965), Heathers (1988), Little Shop of Horrors (1986), All About Eve (1950), Jawbreaker (1999), What Ever Happened to Baby Jane? (1962), 9 to 5 (1980).

Rules for Submissions:

Please don't fight we're literally just ranking the straightest gay movies and transest cis people. The most conforming and queer paradox.

Because of the tendency of this site to call something "gay" just because 2 conventionally attractive men stand next to each other for 5 seconds, I'm not counting shipping possibilities that much. The level of drama, camp and the number drag parodies it has is way more important than possible romantic relationships or sexual tension in submitted films. Also there's ace and aro people voting. Keep them in mind!

It has to be cishet but somehow still queer. Can be the camp, general weirdness, gnc clothes, sassiness, the inclusion of a diva, accidental coding, or some other secret option. Honestly if you find a way to reason so hard it works, you could even try to submit The Godfather (... it is very quotable...)

Submit movies that aren't just American!

Submit movies that are cult classic masterpieces or movies that objectively suck!

I love Mamma Mia but it does have gay characters. This poll came about because I found that a lot of older movies had queer fans that were able to connect to others through these movies while creating their own spaces. This was despite the movie being "straight and gender conforming". I love that there's more rep now, but I'm aiming for this to poll contain more vintage movies for a reason. and I want to expand my watchlist. I'm aware that there are movies from the 70s, 1920s, and other older eras with explicitly gay themes and characters like Victim 1961 or Salome 1920 (and I encourage you to widen your scope of historically significant films) but this isn't that poll.

Old movies with very stealth trans or gay coding with its side characters and unintentional lgbt+ coding is allowed, but you know these things can be hit or miss. Besides, I put Heathers on here even though it's homophobic. Fun but homophobic. You can submit movies with homophobia or conformist themes to a degree.

You can submit propaganda videos, text, and images! If you know any drag parodies of the movies, send them my way!

If you don't want to submit directly, you can @ me

Posts with polls will be tagged as #mlcm poll. Movies posts with #user submitted or #user submission means it was submitted through the google forms and will enter the tournament

Given that not a lot of people watch older movies, the battling polls will be paired by decade until it gets whittled down to the finals where old and young will both compete.

Competition will start May 1 in honor of The Wicker Man 1973, which i wish counted as a poll entry, but I limited myself to one movie I'd slip into the tournament despite the fact that there's not a lot of lgbt fans of the movie. And this was my runner up because I really liked The Exorcist's Regan and Karras. Unless someone else submits him, Wicker Man's not gonna be there. Rest in Peace Christopher Lee and his ugly blonde wig.

[safflowerseason]

veep rewatch 2.02

Season Two, Episode Two - Signals

aka - The One with the Dying-Dad Card

It’s interesting that Amy is seen waiting for/escorting Selina in so many opening morning scenes at the VP’s residence, rather than meeting her wherever they are going. I wonder how accurate this is for the VP. 

“And what about poor Mee-maw?! Who’s guaranteed to be dead by March! With any luck…”

Selina in a very…unique leopard print top with a pussy-bow neck.

Dan: I think I might have found a way to get to Kent Davison. Amy: If you kill his mother and then dress in her skin, that’s technically illegal. Dan: Technically. 

Selina shoving the newspaper into Mike’s face. 

Selina: What about this? *taps teeth* Gary: Uhh… Mike: You don’t look pretty Selina: Oh, forget it. 

Amy: No, this needs to be top-notch, this needs to be the Gettysburg Address of tight-rope walking-say-nothing bullshit.  Dan: My time has come. (Writer!Dan is my favorite Dan, maybe.) 

“If this were the sixties, we’d just have the National Guard shoot the daughter.” 

Furlong: This whole being pleasant thing is fucking exhausting Will: Yes sir, it’s very tiring. 

The camera lingers on Dan a bit after Amy interrupts his angry retort to Furlong…he has a very specific “legitimately pissed off” expression that he gets sometimes, and it appears here in relation to Furlong. (It’s distinct from his more petulant “angry with Amy” face.) 

I always thought Air Force 2 on Veep looked surprisingly...bare? Air Force 2 on the West Wing looks a lot more comfortable than this plane.

Obviously I have watched this episode a lot while writing Bring Me to Light and I have so many feelings about it. Dan in the hospital with Amy is maybe the most uncomfortable and truly human we ever see Dan in the entire show, and by far his most empathetic moment. He just has no fucking idea what to do with the idea of Amy’s dad being seriously ill, and yet his attention to how Amy is affected is so evident. It’s also the first time we see him around her family, and he is visibly torn between not giving a fuck about them and feeling awkward on Amy’s behalf, because she clearly feels so trapped in that little room. Even when he hears Mrs. Brookheimer talk about Amy’s broken heart (information we see him do literally nothing with, besides reacting in the moment), he’s still on her side. And Reid Scott’s facial reaction when he looks at Amy across the room as she denies being hurt by him is fascinatingly complex…simultaneously chagrined, wary, and annoyed all at once. They’re framed together in opposition to Amy’s family, whom Amy is clearly deeply attached to even if she has nothing in common with them, and Dan gives her a way to escape when she desperately needs one.

And OF COURSE, the best moment, Dan’s oh-my-god-I-love-you face when Amy talks about using the dying-dad card. He is SO into her and yet it’s still appropriately evil for Dan. It’s his version of heart-eyes and it is perfect. Am I writing an entire fic inspired by their scenes in this episode? It’s possible. 

“Excuse me, Miss America?! I’ve been scratching my eyebrows for three and a half fucking hours!”

Amy in another very dark, almost entirely one-note outfit. At first I thought it was all black again, but now I think this is a very very dark brown suit, and her top seems like a very dark burgundy or maybe plum…is this dark theme in relation to her dad? Anna Chlumsky’s pregnancy? She doesn’t seem to be showing yet, although she will by the end of the season.

“I haven’t even been able to see that wonderful movie with the blue people in it!”

“Why don’t you guys go see Mamma Mia again for the tenth fucking time?!” Maybe Catherine’s best line ever. 

Costume department not exactly playing subtle with Catherine’s leather jacket…there are literally spikes on the shoulders. 

Gary: Ma’am, General Mercer is on the phone… Selina: I don’t need to talk to General Mercer Gary: He’s very insistent… Selina: I don’t need a General Mercer phone call right now… Gary: Okay, he’s actually on the phone— Selina: Oh, General Mercer is on the phone!

Jonah: I’m having the best day! This is such a great time! We’re on Air Force 2! Guys, we saved the Florida vote! You guys wanna play iPad Scrabble? Mike: Jonah, please shut up.  Jonah: Hey, Mike, you wanna suck some of the pork fat out of my jacket? It’s a free meal. 

See, S7 Dan would have been actively hitting on the lady who works at the gym, or they would have been shown, like, tumbling out of a closet together. 

[statierogers]

The New Recruit - Bucky Barnes (Part 2)

Title: The New Recruit (Part2)

Pairings: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: It’s Bucky’s new job to train (Y/N). They just really, really don’t like each other.

Words: 3’051

Warnings: Language

Genere: Fluffy. Very very cheesy!

A/N: So this is part two. I also decided that it’s only gonna be two parts. I thought about making more and maybe I will, when I want to write more. But I don’t intend to.

My Masterlist

Your name: submit What is this?

(Y/N) - your first name

(Y/L/N) - your last name

- Katie xx

Part 1

Their relationship had changed from that day on. It was like they were different people. Well, sometimes they still mocked each other, but they were civil. Maybe even more than that. The team noticed how both of them stole glances at each other. (Y/N) had developed a crush on the soldier. She couldn't believe it herself. Well, yea, he had always been handsome. She had eyes, but she never would have thought that she would get all giddy and nervous around him. It was a curse, to be honest. She wanted to tell him for so long that she just didn't know how to anymore at some point. She even dropped hints, but the man seemed oblivious to her feelings. Or he wasn't and just tried to let her down gently.

(Y/N) did some late night training to let out the frustration she had with herself and the situation. With her and her stupid heart for falling for the idiot. He had to start being kind to her. To make her laugh and turn their disagreeing into cute teasing. It was all his fault.

"(Y/N), Oh, there you are," a voice behind her said.

She knew it was Bucky. She would have known that voice anywhere. She had heard the low bariton enough. But she didn't bother turning around for him.

That was okay with Bucky. It gave him a good look on her backside. It was absolutely stunning to see her work, the back muscles moving with every punch. Five months ago, when they started training, he would have never thought that she would ever move with such elegance.

"Since when do you do extra training?" he asked her and leaned at the door frame.

She continued doing the combinations Bucky taught her. They just seemed more aggressive than usual. Poor Dummy. He was glad she didn't have super strength, or they would have to buy new ones.

"I always train," she lied.

This was so ridiculous she even laughed. She gave the dummy one last punch, her footwork perfect and her arms firm, not shaky at all like they used to be. Bucky couldn't hide the proud smile covering his face. That was his doing. He made the girl this strong.

She then grabbed her water bottle off the floor and took a sip. While drinking, she stepped closer to him.

"Why were you looking for me?" she asked.

Bucky had totally forgotten why he was here for a second. It was her face. Every time he looked at those eyes and those lips, he had the urge to kiss her. For a split second, he thought about just doing that, but he pushed it away. He wanted to do this the right way. Like you were supposed to do it.

"Bucky?" she asked again.

His face was burning, and he wasn't sure if she could see him blushing. God, this was embarrassing. He was here for one reason, he wanted to ask her out, to tell her how he felt. That he was stupid enough to fall in love with her. Well, he wouldn't say it like that, obviously.

"I... uhm," he began and stepped closer to her.

Bucky was unsure of himself. She lowered her bottle and stared into his eyes. Bucky stepped closer, and then he did something he would have never thought he'd do. He grabbed her free hand. A soft touch. Light, but he felt it in every fibre of his body. This was new, not like touching her when they trained, no. It was innocent.

"I wanted to ask you something," he continued.

He had practised this speech in his head. So many times. He even told Steve what he would say. Never in a million years would his old self have thought he would ask Steve for advice on that kind of subject. He looked up from their hands, and he thought he saw something like hope in her eyes.

"Yes?" she said and urged him to continue.

Bucky opened his mouth and closed it again. He continued staring into her eyes. Her smile was so soft that he wanted to touch her lips. And it was then when he chickened out.

"Uhm, what kind of movie do you wanna watch on movie night?" he then asked instead.

Her hopeful eyes turned into an annoyed face. He could have hit himself for this stupid question. Why didn't he just do it? How could he be scared of asking a girl out?

"A movie? Of course, it was a movie," she mumbled and spun on her heel.

She stomped to the bench where she had placed her bag and grabbed it. Bucky looked at her perplexed. What was she doing? What did he do now? She was angry again.

"Damn it, Sargent!" she yelled and stormed out of the room.

Bucky was frozen in his position. The only thing he could do was stare at the spot she just stood. What just happened?

--

She didn't know why she showed up. She was pissed at him. But there she was in her track pants and shirt walking into the living room.

She spotted five people on the Sofas. Wanda spread out on a chair and tucked under a blanket, Sam and Steve sitting on one sofa with a massive bowl of Popcorn. Peter had joined them as well, sitting on the blue chair and Bucky occupying the other sofa. Peter was probably supposed to be home by now, but who was she to judge. What bothered her more was that the only free space was next to Bucky. Was he doing this on purpose? She sighed and decided to not start drama, and sat down. She sat at the far end of the sofa with crossed arms. She felt Buckys stare at her. She just continued sulking.

"Great, everyone is here; the rest is busy or being anti-social," Sam said, rolling his eyes.

He then stuffed more Popcorn in his mouth, like every movie night. But this time (Y/N) 's heart was faster. She hated sitting close to Bucky. Well, no, she loved it, but it made her brain mush.

"What's the movie we are watching?" Steve asked.

And with that, the discussion began. (Y/N) was relatively quiet until she made a decision. Bucky had asked her which movie she wanted to see, and she was not gonna let them take it away from her.

"Let's watch Mamma Mia!" she said and clapped her hands together.

It was one of those movies that just made her feel good, and she couldn't help but smile slightly at the thought of that movie. The rest, not so much. A groan came from Sam.

"Again?" he asked and threw his head back dramatically.

Okay, maybe she made them watch it a few times. But she really enjoyed that movie. It always put a smile on her face. It was Mamma Mia for fuck's sake.

"You are just gonna dance and sing along, and it's really annoying," Peter mumbled.

(Y/N) gave him a look. The sass in that kid was becoming worse. She had to take him out of Tonys care. He started rubbing off on him.

"People under 17 don't get a vote," Sam threw in his direction.

It took Peter precisely three seconds to snatch Sams bowl in revenge. The web latched onto it, and he pulled it back, landing the Popcorn in his lap. Sam furrowed his brows, and Steve smiled at him. (Y/N) just ignored it. This was normal, believe it or not.

"C'mon, I need this. My muscles are still sore, so I can't do that much dancing. Sargent Barnes here tried killing me today... again," she grumbled and gave the man next to her a reproachful look.

Bucky was already staring at her. When she turned to him, a soft half-smile covered his lips. The rest of the team only saw adoration in his eyes, but (Y/N) didn't see it.

"Well, recruit, just doing my job. I only made you run 21 kilometres today," Bucky said with a cheeky smile and placed his arm on the back of the sofa.

She even thought she saw him scoot closer. (Y/N) did feel the urge to lean into him. It looked so comfortable. She knew there was only muscle under that henley. She wanted to touch it. There had been some dreams where she did. The thought of them sitting here, her leaning into his side and him putting his arm around her, felt right.

"See, torture, so let me have this," she said.

If she were standing, she would have stomped her foot. (Y/N) realised she was acting childish.

"We could fight over it," Sam laughed and put his fist up in a pretend boxing match.

She knew he was teasing her. He was referencing her and Buckys fight. He had been doing that for at least a month.

"Sure, let me just steal Steve's strength, and then we'll talk," she said.

Bucky watched their encounter with a smile. He wasn't sure who would beat who anymore. He trained the girl well.

"Okay, Sam, sit down. Let's watch Mamma Mia," Steve said, being the voice of reason.

(Y/N) sat down with a smile. She looked content and happy with what she had just achieved. Bucky enjoyed the look on her face, and it made him scoot a bit closer. It was like his body had its own mind. It needed her close. She looked at him, and he heard her heartbeat picking up.  This was new. Well, no, her pulse was always up when she was close to him, but they were always training, so he never suspected more of it.

---

The next day in training sucked. Bucky had beaten her again. This wasn't as usual as it used to be. Today he didn't let her lend his strength.

He stretched his hand out to her, like always. She sighed and stepped on her feet. Her hand shook slightly at the contact with Bucky. Why did he make her so nervous? This didn't seem normal anymore.

"Good Job," he said and helped her up again.

She couldn't stop thinking about yesterday. At some point throughout the movie, she and Bucky sat so close to each other that she could feel their thighs touching. But never did he take her hand or pull her into him. Bucky was afraid to make a move, and it annoyed her. What annoyed her even more was that she was scared to make a move as well. And she didn't know why. It was a time where a woman could take the first step. But Bucky and (Y/N) just danced around each other. Waiting until some miracle happened and one of them would have the balls to confess.

"Well, you won anyway," she mumbled, frustrated and grabbed her towel.

She had turned away from him and rubbed it over her face. Bucky watched her posture. It was defensive. He listened to her rapid heartbeat. She was angry, frustrated even, he could tell. Her being like this made him grumpy. It was like the woman was pregnant. Yesterday she would smile at him, and now suddenly, she was angry with him.

"What's up with you?" he asked her blunt.

He hated when she was angry. This made him feel like he was back to square one with her.

"Nothing," she mumbled into her towel.

Bucky sighed and rubbed the crease between his eyebrows. Was she acting ridiculous? Yes. This was just as common as it was 100 years ago. When a woman said nothing, there was always something.

"Of course there is. Yesterday you were all cuddly. And now you are acting bitchy," he said.

His hands were placed on his hips as he stared her down. She lowered her towel as soon as he spoke those words. Just to spin around and look at him. Her expression was furious. Because she had found another reason to be pissed at him again. As usual. That woman was so frustrating.

"Are you serious?" she asked him with a raised voice. She lifted her hands to drop them again.

It was like he angered the beast.

"Yes, just tell me what your problem is," his voice was raised.

He didn't notice himself that he stepped closer to her. He was too caught up in his anger.

She dropped the towel on the floor.

"You are," she told him. Her voice was strained.

His body had registered their closeness. His heartbeat was just as fast as hers now. He could reach out and touch (Y/N) 's cheek. And he wanted to. There was a longing he felt deep in his heart. The pull was unbearable.

"What have I done now?" he asked her and stepped away.

He couldn't think if she was this close to him. He needed to be able to breathe and use his brain.

"You... you are acting all charming, and you come in here every day looking like... that. And I am here dropping hints every day, but you don't ask me out," she yelled and pointed at him.

So she was pissed because... she liked him? This was typical between them. Fighting about things normal people would never fight about.

"Well, you make me feel all fluttery, and you are funny and pretty, and quite frankly, I hate it," he said.

(Y/N)' s face fell, she looked absolutely shocked, and she must have realised what they were having an argument about. She opened her mouth to interrupt him, but he shook his head. He started this confession; there was no use in stopping now.

"No, I am talking... You are so annoying. Really annoying. You have the biggest mouth in the world, and you swear like a sailor. And for some odd reason, you just find a way to always disagree with me. And when you don't get what you want, you to sulk for days," he rambled.

(YN) huffed and crossed her arms defensively. This was not going well. No love confession started with telling the other person how much he disliked them.

"Thanks," she mumbled ironically.

Bucky stepped closer to her and gave her a look. He needed her to shut up. But that wasn't really her strong suit.

"I am not finished," Bucky said, "But then there you are, being funny and adorable, and you give me one of those smiles that take my breath away. And then you sit next to me, and your arm brushes mine, and I feel like I am going to burst. I don't know what to say to you. You make me forget my words. I wanted to ask you out yesterday, but I couldn't. The absolute truth is that I like you a lot. And if you continue being like this, the chance that I fall in love with you is very high. I know this may surprise you, believe me, it surprised me, but...."

Bucky rant was interrupted.

Because she stepped on her tiptoes and kissed him. Just her lips on his. It was so brief and short he wasn't sure if he just imagined it. But he didn't. It was just a peck. She seemed just as shocked as him; her mouth had the shape of an "O".  A smile spread across his features. He carefully placed his hands on either side of her waist. One colder than the other. She didn't move a muscle, but her eyes followed his movements. She seemed in anticipation, watching him. Calculating his reaction.

"Did you just kiss me, recruit?" he teased her with a chuckle.

A slow nod came from her, and she pressed her lips together. She looked like she didn't believe she actually did that. He chuckled at her wariness. With a little tug, he pulled her closer. (Y/N) gasped, surprised and would have stumbled over her feet if he wouldn't have held her.

"But that was a bit weak," he continued.

She snorted, outraged. She put her hands on his chest and poked a finger into it. Her manner changed. Gone was the unsure girl, and back was (Y/N). She was indignant and feisty. Just how he liked her.

"Okay, this is so typical. I kiss you once, shortly, because it is my way of showing that I like you. And you complain. I can never do right by you. Why don't you show me how you are supposed to kiss people, Sargent," she commented sarcastically.

Her voice was grumbly, but he knew she wasn't really offended; she was just confused. So he gave her a cheeky smile. He shrugged his shoulders. He suddenly felt brave, and he couldn't believe that yesterday he chickened out of asking her to go on a date. It felt like so long ago. He stared into those eyes and felt the pull again. He didn't even need to force his body closer to her.

"Alright, Doll," he said.

Then he dipped his head down and kissed her. She made a surprised sound. But he ignored it. But then she buried her hands in his locks and pressed her body with full force against his. Bucky's heart was leaping out of his chest. This was better than he dreamed. She felt so soft against him. He could feel every curve and every edge. And his hands itched to explore more. So he let them travel from her hips to her shoulders, to her neck, her cheeks and then into her hair. He didn't know why but he wanted to pull her even closer to him.

She parted from him solely because of the need for air. Both of them were slightly out of breath. Both of their chests rose and fell rapidly.

"That wasn't bad, right?" he asked her.

His voice felt far away and didn't really sound the like usually. It was shakier. But the remark was cheeky anyway. (Y/N) tilted her head and lightly hit his broad chest. Bucky let his hands run down her shoulders and her body until he found her hands. Slowly he intertwined their fingers. A wild smile covered his face.

"Oh shut up, Bucky," she just mumbled.

He laughed at her remark, and when he looked into those soft eyes, he just decided to kiss her again.

°°

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[survivorgalaxysedge]

Episode 10 | Girl I Hope They Don’t Vote You Out - Jay

Just watched Mamma Mia, it was pretty good.

I decided my last confessional probably needed context so here it is: a certain someone got removed from the game and to take place of the live immunity we just watched Mamma Mia on zoom. Honestly my favorite part of this game so far. Meryl Steep is out of this world! Can't wait to watch the sequel.

so here's what i have decided. i have not dm'd a single person minus zoe since like 2 rounds ago and that's ok. bc i will not be winning this game. what i WILL be doing is sitting around and letting ppl use me for strategy. whether that's voting me out tonight or dragging me to Whatever place, i'm just gonna let it happen. if anyone Does approach me about the vote then i'll listen and go from there, but i'm just here to make sure the ppl i like have a funky fresh time and thats abt it

So a lot has gone down in the game and I’m basically sure I’m going to lose which sucks But I still have my idol Also nobody is talking about the vote so that’s always fun haha no it really isn’t So I guess  we will see what happens at tribal I also don’t know if I’ve  got  all my oxygen but I hope I do Anyways yeah

https://youtu.be/cLRqH3Vq0MI

What part of I'm not voting asya do you fuckers not get

https://youtu.be/cLRqH3Vq0MI

Sorry I haven't made a confessional at all for this giant round, but I've been a little busy in my personal life. But here we are, an hour before tribal, ready to recap the last week! So I figure I should start with explaining my decisions for the Jules tribal, which feels forever ago at this point. So leading up to that tribal I was ready to turn on Nathan, I was laying the groundwork with Zoe that I hated this whole "us vs. them" thing that was happening, and I solidified a F2 with Cindi with the plan to probably vote Nathan that night. But when I got home from work, Cindi and Zach approached me about this plan that was WAYYYY beyond cracked. Basically they wanted to tie it by having Me/Cindi/Jessie/Nathan vote Jules, Jules/Asya/Zoe/Jonathan vote Nathan, and Zach vote Cindi so Nathan would peek at Zach's vote, assume the votes were going to Cindi and idol her. He also planned on using his idol nullifier on Jules, essentially flushing all of his advantages. At first they wanted to just see Nathan squirm but keep him in the game, but it started going back and forth between keeping him or keeping Jules. It was here where I realized that it HAD to be Jules getting voted out, at least for my own sake. If Nathan lost all his advantages and was almost voted out, he'd have no one to turn to but me, Jessie, and Cindi, and I'd of course keep him from targeting Zach. I explained this to Zach and he understood, but Cindi didn't really seem too enthused. She started to be noncommittal and I was like, she's gonna vote for Nathan isn't she. And lo and behold, that's EXACTLY what she did. During the 3 minute voting period, she messaged me and Zach and said she couldn't do it and she's voting Nathan. And I proved my last confessional right, because in the midst of chaos, I did what was best for ME. I didn't give in to the pressure to just be safe and pick up the pieces later, no I needed Nathan to stay. So I told him despite what he sees from Zach's vote, that he has to play his idol on himself. He listened to me and that was that. Jules was gone, Nathan stayed and felt betrayed by everyone but me and Jessie, and Cindi's plan went up in smoke. Once the dust settled after Asya called us out, I went straight to Zoe and told her that I wanted to work with her. Without me even having to say anything, she agreed and said it should be us/Zach/Jonathan. And with that I had that alliance, an alliance with Nathan and Jessie, and I'm feeling secure. Nathan getting removed the next day really sucked bc I knew I had his loyalty on lock, but it's Survivor, you have to adapt to whatever gets thrown your way. Now I have my 4 person alliance, I have Jessie on the side with an idol that she's either playing tonight, bringing to F6, or willing to me if she's voted out. I have a strong partnership with Zach that we established immediately after the Jules vote. If things go the way they seem to be going tonight, then I feel really well set up for the end game. But as with every tribal, I don't feel safe. The people left are really strong and smart players, and some are crackedt out of their minds as well, so I can't underestimate anyone. I'm hoping I get to live to see another day in space.

Me when jessie loses her shards LMAO girl i hope they don't vote you out tonight jdjkldfsjlsdf

been tryin to find that damn idol but cannot bc jess is evil. no tribal talk happened until late and it was started by me which makes me nervous but idk. tonight my four of jonathan jay and zach are probably voting asya and cindi and asya were told to vote for jessie when cindi asked me. could be a huge plot but we'll see i guess! hopefully jessie plays her idol and flushes it. who knows okay good night