#also me trying to do the math to guess what time it'll be if he goes live

[chancheols]

I wonder if Minho will go live tomorrow

[sally-face-fan-72]

Sally face fanfic

hi, i need opinions on the first chapter to a fanfic i wrote back in early 2023, i stopped writing after the 4th chapter. please give me tips and or suggestions, and lmk if i should continue writing this (if so, i desperately need ideas!!!!)

TW: abuse & f slur usage

Control:

Chapter 1: Travis.

Travis has always been a child of god.

Every morning and night Travis takes time to pray.

Today, Travis slipped on his favorite purple shirt with light purple stripes on the sleeves, kneeled down to get level with his bed, put his elbows on his bed, clasped his hands, and began to pray silently.

"Please god," Travis starts to whisper to himself. "If you are listening. Why--" Suddenly, he was disrupted by the agonizing voice coming from downstairs.

"GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE RIGHT NOW, TRAVIS!" roared the voice from downstairs.

Travis automatically knew two things. First, his father was mad at him for something.

Second, he was really gonna get it.

Travis hurries on down the stairs, careful not to fall from how fast he was moving. Before he even got down stairs he could see his father standing next to a broken vase.

Travis hesitantly walked up to his father, knowing he was in for a world of hurt.

"Do you boy have ANY clue who broke this vase!?" he asked aggressively while spit was flying from his mouth to Travis's face. Travis knew that there was no way out of this. Even if he told his da-, father, how he broke the vase himself (which is the truth) he wouldn't believe a word that comes out of his mouth.

"I-," Travis says shakily, then coughs in hope to sturdy his voice. "I-- I don't know sir." He says trying to not make eye contact with the beast.

"BULLSHIT BOY. YOU'RE TELLING ME YOU DON'T KNOW?!" he yells into Travis's face.

Travis stays silent. It'll only make it worse--

"GUESS I'LL JUST BEAT THE ANSWER OUT OF YOU." Kenneth yells while pushing Travis to the ground, getting on top of him, and repeatedly punching him.

After what felt like forever, Kenneth stood up, kicked Travis's stomach,

"Weak." he stated.

He walked away while mumbling something like "Stupid, worthless weakling" or something along the lines of how Travis was a disappointment to the Phelps' bloodline.

while it was a struggle to even move, Travis successfully stood up, picked up his backpack from the floor beside the door, and headed off to school.

Travis knew when and when not to speak, like today. Today was one of those days where for the most part, its better to keep quiet than cause a ruckus. Today was also the day before Travis's favorite day, Bologna Sandwich day.

While in the Math classroom, it felt like eternity before the bell rung. It didn't help that there was a test that Travis had not studied up on. He stared down the paper for what felt like 10 minutes with nothing on the paper. He hoped something would come to him as he had no fucking clue what any of the answers were.

"Excuse me, Mr. Fisher." said Mrs. Packerton in hopes to wake the sleeping boy up. He didn't wake.

"Sal, wake up!" she said with a rise in her voice, trying to wake him up. finally he rose from his sleeping spot on the desk.

"Huh?" He mumbled

"That doesn't look like math to me." she stated as an observation.

"Oh sorry, I must have dozed off. I already finished the test." He replied back

Travis's eyes immediately darted to Sal's paper as he tried to get a peak at his work.

"I know, dear. You aced it as well, very good. Just try to stay awake for the remainder of class, okay?" asked the teacher.

'aced it?' Travis clung on to those two words as he started to eagerly stare at Sal's paper and copy down the work.

"Sure, it won't happen again." He assured Mrs. Packerton.

Before Travis could finish copying down the first part of the test, he was disrupted by the teacher calling him out by saying

"And Mr. Phelps. Eyes on your own paper."

"Humph!" Travis grumbled as he went back to staring at his test blankly. At least he got a little bit copied down, Better than nothing.

"Class is almost over. Make sure everyone hands in their tests before leaving." She tells the class

not long later, the bell rings dismissing the class. Travis hands in his test and walks out of the classroom, into the hallway. Travis glances around and spots a blue hair, pigtailed, mask wearing, freak in the hallway talking with his little 'photographer wannabe' girlfriend.

'Stupid. Ugly. Faggot.'

Those words repeat in the back of Travis's mind while he clenches his fists and walks up to Sally face.

"Hey, freak!" Travis starts the conversation off by saying aggressively. "Nobody likes a goody-two-shoes, Saaally Face." he says in a snarky way.

"Nobody likes a cliché bully, Traaavis." Sal retorts back.

"Don't you have something better to do?" Ash asks while budding in to their conversation.

"Shut up, bitch! I wasn't talking to you." Travis says in response to Ashley

"You know, if you took that stick out of your ass you may actually enjoy yourself for once. Maybe even make a friend or two." Sal says trying to defend Ash against him.

Travis almost immediately responded by saying "Fuck off, faggot! I have more friends than you'll ever have!" Travis knew that what he just said was clearly a lie, but it didn't look like Sal noticed, because in response he asked

"You kiss your daddy with that tongue? I'm sure he-"

Before he could finish what he was going to say, Travis, in a fit of rage, takes his clenched fist and throws it at the blue boy. Even though Travis isn't the one dealing blood, all he could do is run away with tears falling down from his eyes in frustration.

"What the hell, asshole?!" Travis hears Ashley say not so far down the hall.

Travis just keeps running, finding the nearest bathroom, going into one of the stalls, and silently crying.

Weirdly enough, he wasn't really crying about what he'd said about his dad.

Travis found himself crying over the fact he had just punched stupid Sally face.

To add to the fact, he was starting to wonder if he was okay considering the glimpse that he got of the blood peeping out of his mask.

Would he hate him?

(word count: 1067)

[thessalian]

Thess vs Budgeting

I'm not exactly bad with numbers; it just takes me a little while to do the working out of these things. Which I guess is good for my love of D&D, and is also good for budgeting. Because dear gods do I need budgeting. Because, much as I hate to do it, I need to replace Gilmore.

Gilmore is my PC, by the way. My combination gift for Christmas 2018 / birthday 2019. So ... yeah, there are issues. I'm running i5 and i7 is minimum requirement for Silent Hill 2 (or at least, some sites say that but I'm going with what's on Steam, since I figure they'd know). Also ... well, the big issue is that Microsoft is going to stop supporting Win10 in October 2025, and Gilmore won't run Win11. So I need a PC that runs Win11.

Please note that I do not want to run Win11. However, I also do not want to be faced with a massive security issue next year. Plus, let's face it, this machine is over five years old - or, more to the point, I got it five years ago and it wasn't exactly the gold standard then. That's a lot for a computer.

What all of this has meant is that I've had to run the numbers. All of the numbers. With variables that I had to sort out midway through everything. So it's basically kind of algebra. Ish. If you squint.

So here's been my thought process and search terms of late:

Can I just replace the CPU? No, because my motherboard won't support a new CPU.

Can I just replace the motherboard and CPU? Well, at that point, you might as well replace the whole fucking computer because the price isn't that different.

Do I need to worry about a graphics card? No, because I got a new one of those fairly recently and it's way better than the CPU/motherboard that are at least five years old.

Will a custom-built PC tower save me any money whatsoever? ...Not really, no.

Can I plug a graphics card into a machine with integrated graphics? After a little bit of searching, it seems yes. They've all got extra PCIe slots, and the graphics chip just won't do anything if a graphics card is plugged into one, so ... cool.

Can I plug a graphics card into a mini-PC? Apparently you can with some, because they have extra PCIe ports, but it's finding the room in the case that's the problem. Unless I want to Macguyver a solution to the whole thing, probably not, no.

Why the fuck are Intel chips so much more expensive than Ryzen chips? No fucking idea, but the reviews don't seem to show that much difference, so I'll take the budget version.

When do I need this by? Can it wait until Christmas? I mean, I don't really want to play Silent Hill 2, or to potentially try Veilguard, running on the minimum in terms of processing power - if it'll even work on an i5 chip, which is doubtful. So before October would be ideal. Also I really don't want to ask for another combination Christmas / birthday gift from the parentals again this year. I just did that last year, plus my stepfather gets very pernickety about computer stuff since he used to be an IS manager and somehow thinks he still knows more about what I need or want than I do.

So that's the various bits of instinctive maths I've done to get the base information - what I actually need. Then I had to go hunting through the options. Eventually, I found a thing that is suitable to my needs when hunting through the list of places that refurbish computers. The options on Amazon were cheap but ... rubbish, frankly, and eventually I found a nice little refurb place that was able to sell me what I needed at a ... mostly good price. Not as glorious as Gilmore looks-wise, but what do I need that for, honestly? Best part is that this one comes with a DVD drive. I can just watch my DVDs on my new computer! Whose name has not come to me yet but will. Anyway, doesn't completely break the budget but is going to have me being veeeeeeeeery careful this month.

Maybe it's about time to break out the Baldur's Gate 3 perfumes. For a very small client list, mind you. I don't have the spoons for anything as big as Scent of a Warden got for awhile.

Not sure what to do with Gilmore. I mean, beyond gutting for parts. Not that there are many, honestly - I crammed in a few myself, but Gilmore is one of those machines designed for looks and not exactly for ease in upgrades. Thankfully the new box is apparently designed to be upgraded, partly because it was built and refurbished from spare parts in the first place. As for the Shiny Case ... well, there are recycling spots that can deal with that. I don't think a very old i5 chipset machine will particularly go on eBay, after all.

So ... yeah, budgeting. I'd feel bad for upgrading just for two games, but I'm not, really - I'm upgrading as a security measure too. Believe me, I'd be happy to stick with my Win10 machine. I don't want Win11. Everything I have heard about Win11 is awful. But I guess there isn't an option at this point. Assholes. Cramming their ad-riddled, AI-driven bullshit into my machine.

[letmetellyouaboutmyfeels]

Just in case you needed a laugh today - my (incredibly random) notes I took whilst reading Masque of Shadows:

*notices all the little writer things to show what the characters look like, etc, so as not to exposition everywhere*

Me: EEEEEEEEEE! 😍

*~*

Love me a good badass spymaster, huzzah.

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Pheonix feathers are FIREWORKS!

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No trauma or needless explanation of sexual or gender orientation - it just IS. 10/10, no notes.

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I'm weak for green eyes (Dean Winchester, my beloved) but ma boy Eddie Diaz has turned me to brown so I FEEL YA, MATTHIAS!

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The regent of Serenissima had been stabbed ten times.

Me:... Well, that's not good.

Also me: It's the whole point of the story, dingus.

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Where was this book last year when my fiancé proposed, I want an engagement dagger!

In his defense, he has bought me so many books over the years, so. That's awesome.

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Careful with that past tense, Matthias, Lyria isn't an idiot.

*two seconds later*

Told ya.

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Oh, Jacques, you poor puppy. 😂

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'It wasn't endearing' my ass, bless your heart, Matthias.

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*finishes chapter twelve*

*cackles*

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Nooo, Festivity!

*squints* Hang on...

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See, I guessed Allegra, but then got all up in my head when Matthias accused Piper!

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*Sapphire mocks Jacques getting railed*

Matthias: flustered

Me: *cackles*

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Plague doctor mask for the win

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Jasmine for White Masque. 💔 (My mum died some years ago and her favourite scent was jasmine)

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I, too, struggled in maths

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Inara! 😍 #fireflymybeloved

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Ha! See, never trust the kid. 😅

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I knew it was Antonio! Vindication dot gif!

I've been tearing up over this ask for a couple days now, and I considered not answering it so I could keep it to myself forever, but I wanted you to know how much it was appreciated.

I've been really struggling lately with my original novels. To be honest I've struggled for years with the idea that I'm not good enough as an original writer, creating my own worlds, and summer is when my seasonal depression hits so I'm not doing great in general (life has also been kicking my ass in some other ways but I'm not going to get into that).

I decided after talking it over with some trusted people that I would take a break. Focus on finishing my planned fics, so that I still feel I'm accomplishing something, and then when I wrap everything up for Halloween, I go back to my novels and see how I'm feeling. I don't like sharing all this publicly, but I know I have been making noises for a year now about trying to self-publish - creating a Patreon, submitting to lit agents again, making a separate blog under my professional name - and I feel like people deserve to know why I haven't yet delivered on those plans. I never want to be someone who's just all talk.

And I want you to understand just how very deeply I appreciate you sharing your reactions as you read my original story. I really love the whole cast of characters, some of whom like Festivity have lived in my head for over a decade. To know that you actually read and enjoyed it means the world. I'll be coming back to this ask and your lovely comments, and I hope it'll help me, come October, to feel ready to devote myself to my novels again.

Oh, also, my love and condolences about your mom. Jasmine is a smell I associate with a few different loved ones as well as clean, elegant spaces, and while I love how some cultures treat death as a celebration (Dia de los Muertos, Irish wakes) and not something to fear, I liked the idea of Serenissima, this generally party-heavy city, taking a break from all that in order to give the memory of the dead solemnity and dignity. I hope it was overall positive to have that part of the story remind you of her. ❤️

[patchdotexe]

doip. / 5.24.23: the woodland manse

TIME FOR DOIP! it's been a few months so: welcome to dragon of icespire peak, the d&d campaign jorb is running with me, nyx v4shthestampede, and green bahamutgreen! starring the bullheaded dragonborn fighter Alidaar, the nameless halfling druid that's usually a binturong, and the new arrival (and walking disaster of a lizardfolk) hoping for treasure, Kepesk! together we're gonna fight a really angry dragon, but first there's a lot of problems in the world we need to tackle before we have any hope or surviving.

leo: [joins call] good news, i found my dice! jorb: [plays the anime "WOW!" sound on the soundboard]

Redesign Your Alidaar, We Know What We're Doing

LAST TIME, ON DRAGON OF ICESPIRE PEAK: Our heroes, having said goodbye to their friend Tobias, made their way to the Dragon Barrow. There, they met a new but unexpected ally: a lizardfolk by the name of Kepesk. The three braved the barrow together, and after some close calls, claimed the Dragonslayer sword within. Outside, they met a hobgoblin named Toblin Bloodsword, leading them through Neverwinter wood. oh fuck ive lost behind. WILL OUR HEROES BE ABLE TO CLEAR THE MANCE AND CLAIM THEIR REWARD? OR WILL THE CACOLYTES TAKE THEM BY STORM? FIND OUT………. TODAY!

i'm really good at what i do.

kepesk: wow it feels like we slept a month or two or something alidaar: more like four!

nyx: didn't we gaslight toblerone? […] leo: what's his actual name again, jorb: targor! leo, sobbing: WHY DID I THINK HIS NAME WAS TOBLIN?!

alidaar: i cartwheel over. nyx: what?? alidaar: i cartwheel over! nyx: well i was gonna ride on your shoulder or something, but i guess you're cartwheeling?? jorb: you heard the man! green: kepesk follows tripping over everything jorb: targor walks over doing a handstand or something. i dunno

good morning, falcon is here! also breakfast is here! let's goooo alidaar: good morning, motherfuckers! ..i dont say that part. OH NAMELESS HAS A NEW TOKEN, CUTE

……..huh. nameless sure is red suddenly. And This Sure Is An Overnight Change, Huh

falcon: would you mind terribly if corwin and pell dined with us this morning? alidaar: sure, why not? kepesk: [NOISE]

I FORGOT WE DUPED THE SHIT OUT OF TARGOR. targor is now aware that nameless just Does That (become a man)

jorb: [describing dinner] there's a couple of fish as well. nyx: alive. jorb: NOT ALIVE

falcon gives us a map! nyx: i am looking, i m looking with my eyes, i put my eyes on it, leo: nameless puts his face on the map. jorb, concerned: ..make a perception check? nyx: i swear im normal. [rolls a 17] jorb: this is a nice parchment!

nameless throws the map to kepesk. kepesk uses it as a napkin and then realizes its a map. falcon: i suspect i'm going to have new stories to tell after this. alidaar: you don't know the half of it. kepesk: about who :D?

nyx: i desperately want to talk to targor and tell him we're not usually like this leo: but that would be a lie :D nyx: that would be a lie.

jorb: [attempting to figure out why we can't see zodiark's name] leo: i can edit the horse. nyx: you can edit the horse???

falcon: try not to die. alidaar: it'll be hard as hell to kill us, don't you worry. :D jorb: and with that, you guys head off! nyx: ……..where am i going? jorb: YOU GUYS HAVE A MAP.

oh it's spelled manse. woodland manse. nyx: [rolls a 22 on survival] jorb: [..] you make some updates to the map as you go. leo: your map sucks ass, we improved it nyx: i'm grimacing as i hold it because it's still a bit greasy

OH SHIT THE SENDING STONE IS GLOWING OMG TOBIAS !! RAT BOYYYYY awww he misses us ;w; (and is craving cheese.) jorb: do you want to respond? you have 25 words. nyx and leo: OH GOD WHY ARE YOU MAKING US DO MATH his message is 25 words exactly. this guy. nyx: my response is two words: stay safe. kepesk: why are you guys talking to a rock? alidaar: [deadpan] sometimes rocks are magic. kepesk:

jorb: [..] you come across a clearing. nyx: why is there a boar in the bushes? green: is that a world of warcraft boar? jorb: yeah

jorb: so, what will you do? nyx: does targor have anything to say about this? jorb: oh. right. targor should say things.

OH GOD THERE'S TWO OF THEM (PARTY MEMBERS THAT'RE GOLD-MOTIVATED) NOW

jorb: do you have the ability to move targor, by the way? leo: no. i was gonna send him to the moon to test nyx: send variable to the moon. jorb: okay, try it now leo: [launches targor across the map] YEET nyx: OH GOD

jorb: there is not another identical mansion. nyx: sad. jorb: sad! leo: sad! nyx: sad! jorb: sad!

I HAVE DIED. SADLY.

leo: are the boars doing anything? jorb: uh, no, they're just grazing in the pumpkin patch. nyx: are they eating the actual pumpkins, or the leaves, or..? jorb: do they eat pumpkins? probably the leaves. leo: [googling] do boars eat pumpkins..

kepesk is leaving zodiark outside to graze on the pumpkins.

green: i can't believe i'm only asking this now and it's not my notes.. WHY did we come here??? (it's ok green i also didn't put that in my notes. anyway we're here to wipe out followers of talos and maybe get cool boots)

jorb: [describing a room] alidaar: i wanna get a look at those figures on the fireplace. jorb: it's weird- one of them looks like a binturong. one of them looks like YOU. and.. one of them looks like tobias. leo: WHAT? UM. OK . CREEPY MANSION HAS WEIRD WOODEN FIGURES OF THE ORIGINAL PARTY????? HOLY SHIT???

leo: oh my god the tokens,,, jorb: yeah i tried to get an ai to make [the tokens] into wood, it.. leo: it looks like it melted alidaar. jorb: ..had mixed results EVERYONE IS FIALING SO BAD AT INVESTIGATING THE REST OF THE ROOM BECAUSE THEY'RE DISTRACTED BY THE WEIRD CARVINGS

kepesk: i don't care about art.

jorb: -oh hey this is pretty neat actually

targor: what are you guys looking at? alidaar: hey targor, have you ever heard of wood? targor: targor: i'm.. familiar.

green: i feel like ive been so aggressive to him, i have no beef with targor. jorb: with TOBLIN, on the other hand,

leo: kepesk wants a carving of himself SO BAD jorb: they're not carvings, they're like.. 3d figures made of sticks. green: ohhh! that's even creepier. nyx: it's like that one movie. [pause] jorb: henry stickmin.

nyx: it looks like a pantry gone wrong. kepesk: is there ANYTHING of value in this place?! jorb: do you want to make an investigation check? leo: --all of my player instincts are yelling at me to start setting fire to this place. KEPESK NO DON'T EAT THE TOXIC SLUTCH leo: do we have cure poison on deck?? kepesk: do you guys want some? alidaar: [full-body recoils] nameless: [walks away] kepesk: ..i was just joking! :D ;;

courtyard has weird vines growing out of the well! thats probably an issue kepesk: i wonder if these vines would go well with food-sludge. nameless pokes the vines and they move. Hm! Bad! Time To Be Elsewhere

jorb: ..and you hear muffled talking. [dramatic music sting] leo: whoa, music change! jorb: the music didn't change, it just did that.

UH OH nyx alerted the guys on the floor above us! Problems!

jorb: if everybody could roll initiative for me! nyx: are we jumping through the hole in the ceiling?? leo: you bet your ass! targor rolled a 15 on his initiative! green: whoa! go off king! jorb: he's full of blood! leo: i think most people are.

jorb: [editing turn order so we can't see our opponents' rolls] you saw nothing. leo: i saw nothing but a 5 jorb: 5! green: 5! jorb: 4. green: 3. jorb: 2-- leo: [plays "E" with reverb on the soundboard] leo: did you know E is the 5th letter of the alphabet? :D

SOMEBODY THREW A DFUCKING JAVELIN AT US???? jorb: what would you like targor to do? green: targor! kill!

up against a human, an orc, and a half-orc! jorb: [stage whisper] they were all orcs in the original module, but i added some divesrsty hires! update: jorb misread the encounter so the javelin has been un-thrown and nameless has been un-mutilated

PEPPER WANTS M CHEEZITS SO SO SO SO SO BAD

KEPESK IS NOW RAGING OH SHIT KEPESK'S NEW RAGE IS COOL AS HELL he's got a cool stormcloud mask thing !! yoooo kepesk is WRECKING shit this RULES I AM ALSO NOW WRECKING SHIT. alidaar can now attack twice with his main weapon and once with his offhand! so he just. absolutely slaughters the ones kepesk didn't. also i have two breath weapons now! I CAN FUS RO DAH PEOPLE i should probably not fus ro dah people oh my god targor has a fucking. magic bloodsword. that's why they call him targor bloodsword ig hmm. nameless keeps using radiant damage now. i don't think that's what they usually do but i could be wrong. but also there has been no thorn whip silliness so far

jorb: i'm not even gonna make you roll, because he has 1 hp. [..] how do you want to do this? green: there's nothing that can go wrong with straight up cutting a guy in half anime style jorb: he goes "huh, that didn't do anything--" leo: he explodes. jorb: [explosion soundboard]

so anyway we just completely demolished that encounter in, like, one and a half rounds. goodbye fuckers

after a bathroom break: jorb: there, can you see it now?

leo: [SOUND] green: final boss: the go piss girl.

jorb: it is dark in here - do you have darkvision? green: i have swimming! [..] leo: do you want me to come over here? i have darkvision jorb: i retconned- i kept waffling on if you have darkvision or not.. leo: [checks character sheet] ah! i no longer have darkvision. (jorb gave alidaar nightvision before but the dragonborn update happened so now some of the variants have darkvision and alidaar's variant Does Not. ah well)

HOO BOY the dark room contains A Guy doing a. weird ritual? surrounded by weird twig creatures! that look kinda like the weird ones on the mantle! jorb: kepesk, you know what these are. [..] these are twigblights! green: YOO, ITS HENRY STICKMIN! leo: YOOOO green: YOOOO ITS HENRY STICKMIN LEADER OF THE TOPPAT CLAN leo: there's one for each route! :D

kepesk: hey do you think itd be funny if i went up and bit him? OH MY GOD SHE ROLLED A 20 STEALTH . OH MY GOD THATS A 27??? THAT'S A NAT 19 TO HIT. JESUS CHRIST kepesk: haha! you don't taste very good! [<- green described as "in his shittiest sonic voice"]

green: okay maybe i should roll for initiative

green: MAYBE I SHOULDN'T ROLL FOR INITIATIVE, DAMN,

horc enemy is SHOOTING LIGHTNING AT US???? WUH OH . OH GOD I HAVE BEEN KNOCKED DOWN TO 15 HP. AAUGH fun thing about the dragonborn rework: i can now replace one of my attacks with my breath weapon! i also now have Two Breath Weapons! and Two Attacks! and also an offhand attack! anyway i just Obliterated the stickmen except for one, then used my brand new fus ro dah repulsion breath to send the big bad flying into the wall and knock him prone. and then ran up and used my offhand to smack the final stickman into the ceiling. GET FUCKED LOL

nyx: im gonna walk up to alidaar and use.. uh… fuckin.. bitches! (nameless used cure wounds)

kepesk saunters up to The Guy and just. OH MY GOD GREEN ROLLED A CRIT? green: he's on the floor and i'm just [smacking noises] jorb: stabbity stab! leo: [plays "punch" sound effect A Lot]

HM. the guy backed up into a different corner and casted.. some sort of spell that didn't have a visible effect? time for nameless to roll arcana! jorb: in the words of himiko from danganronpa 3… "~it's magic~!" :D

alidaar: okay, im gonna just run straight at him and start going ham jorb: I NEVER ROLLED INITIATIVE FOR TARGOR!!!!! anyway alidaar just obliterated that guy with a dragonslayer crit. unfortunately it sounds like he was trying to do an evil last words monologue before getting beheaded. oops!

targor: sorry i'm la GREEN GOT DMCA'D ON TWITTER????? FOR VENOM GANGNAM STYLE??????????? IN THE MIDDLE OF THE FIGHT???????????????????????????

uh. targor: ..why are there a bunch of frozen sticks on the ground? alidaar, covered in blood: oh y'know. occupational hazard.

WOAGH ok now that we're out of battle, nameless has rolled again for arcana and got a nat20! HM. THE GUY APPEARS TO HAVE CAST SENDING. green: i guess we shouldn't… stick around! :D

alidaar found some dust of disappearance :o and now we're going upstairs! leo: where's.. i nearly called him torbjorn. We Keep Forgetting Targor

jorb: you find a hidden door! [zelda jingle] alidaar: wow! just like in the murder of sonic the hedgehog! green: YEAAA i hope there's a milf at the end of this! (jorb: falcon could be a milf.)

time to do another round of investigating/perceiving! leo: i'm going to perceive it. jorb: [some joke abt apollo justice's bracelet i forgot] green: YEA!! leo: [rolls a 8] jorb: you don't have a bracelet, so it doesn't work leo: i start crying. [..] green: perception! just like my hero apollo justice! [rolls a 16] IMFINE! jorb: you are So fine that you find [..] a wooden staff!

Time For Nameless To Want Shiny Item jorb: they way their pupils are dilating.. you don't think they're gonna give it back. kepesk: are you gonna eat it????? [..] nameless: i give alidaar puppydog eyes. leo: what do i roll to defend against puppydog eyes? jorb: make a wisdom saving throw. leo: 10! nyx: [rolls a nat20 persuasion] leo: AH NO jorb: you can't say no to the puppydog eyes!

leo: i should start throwing targor around like a sack of potatoes like i did to tobias, that'd be funny

A BUNCH OF LITTLE NASTY BOYS ARE HERE nyx rolled a crit initiative what the FUCK my man i rolled 13.12 on my initiative! acab The Groupchat Gets Distracted Talking About Subspace Emissary nyx is going ham with the staff while i google what subspace enemy jorb and green were comparing the nasty boys to (it was an armight) nyx is Struggling to roll a d8

alidaar stuck his head through the door and used his breath weapon to Obliterate the encounter! and also freeze nameless a little bit. sorry </3 leo: how confident are you in your ability to roll above a 13 [for dexterity] nyx: i have a +1 to dexterity but do what you will leo: are you prepared to face the consequences of my actions?

kepesk has found a bathroom green: sounds boring. jorb: you dont wanna take a bath? stinky! stinkyyyy! green: --just gotta go stinky mode. jorb: smely!!!

OH GODDAMNIT MY MIC STOPPED PICKING ME UP AT SOME POINT. BIG EFF minor pause to reread my notes from Two Years Ago from when we checked the loggers camp! my notes for that session were terrible leo: [reading out notes] "hm. wonder how donjon's doing." jorb: [laughing] BAD.

Delicious Sludge! (kepesk keeps trying to eat weird things. like soot.) leo: alidaar starts jogging around. like a white dad jorb: there is a wardrobe here. leo: [squeaky] JUST LIKE THE MURDER OF SONIC THE HEDGEHOG! CLOAK OF BILLOWIIIIIIIIING kepesk is All Over this locked chest awww yeah. AH FUCK HE GAVE HIS THIEVES TOOLS TO CARROWAY IN HIS BACKSTORY CAMPAIGN its ok nameless has a crowbar nameless rolled a nat1. kepesk Also struggles with the crowbar. alidaar walks in and starts fucking Wailing on it with his morningstar green: if this thing's a mimic this would be so messed up NAMELESS KICKED IT AND GOT A CRIT jorb: how does one get a crit on an unarmed strike?? the answer is "not very well". nameless then stubbed their toe YAHOO KEPESK CAME IN SWINGING WITH A 2HANDED WARHAMMER AND SMASHED THE CHEST god this was a mess jorb: it's a flat iron rod with a button on one end. leo: it's a Gun. OH MY GOD IT'S AN IMMOVABLE ROD you push the button and it just Freezes in place and cannot be moved! kepesk tries to put it in his pocket and forgot to unpress the button. i love kepesk green: imagine if you put it in your pocket and you buttpress the button

YEAAA ALIDAAR GETS THE CLOAK OF BILLOWING time to go back downstairs! alidaar steps on a staircase and it immediately collapses. whoops alidaar takes one last look at the weird figurines and considers taking his, but decides against it and walks out. also we may have started boar religion or something? meanwhile nameless grabs the tobias one and OOPS! COMBAT! THEYRE ALIVE! nyx: i use sacred flame. jorb: on which one? nyx: the.. binturong one. leo: nameless said no doubles.

alidaar is Really Sad about having to fight the twigblight of himself :( nyx wants to save the tobias one :( :( TWIGBIAS twigbias does 5 damage to nyx's discord and makes it so he can't hear anything kepesk sees what's happening and decides to stay out of it. targor: what's going on in there? [extended silence] AW NOOOO nameless tried to dispel magic but it didnt work.. WHY DOES NAMELESS HAVE A 25 POUND CHEST????? alidaar tries to shove twigbias in the chest. he drops the chest on his foot (nat1). good lord jorb: targor walks in and says "give me that" and grabs the chest off alidaar's toe.. [rolls a 3] ..and he drops it on HIS toe EVERYTHING HAS GONE SO FAR OFF THE RAILS Alidaar And Nameless Try To Shove Twigbias Into A Chest kepesk walks up. grabs twigbias. shoves him in. WE DID IT

OH MY GOD ONE OF THE BOARS IS A DUDE OH MY GOD. MORE INITIATIVE. WHAT IS HAPPENING. THE BOARS ARE MEN kepesk: you guys were eating with my horse this whole time?? okay so. earlier the boar religion comment was because when i was looking at the twigblight party jorb mentioned how we encountered a boar Ages ago and tobias used speak with animals to tell it to go away? and now we walk out of the manse and one of the boars goes YOU SHALL NOT PASS and turns into a dude. and now there are more dudes. and basically i think we have caused problems alidaar: WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? [awkward silence] nyx: is he not gonna say anything? jorb: well, its not his turn, alidaar promptly charges at the pumpkin boar and slaps it clean in half okay cool the guy is a talos fanatic and is not gonna listen to me anyway. ah well it was worth a shot

one of the nettleblights(?) - oh yeah those guys are here too. big versions of the thornblights. one of them attacked zodiark so nameless blew it up talos, lord of boars, i walked away to get cake and when i came back it still wasnt my turn yet jorb: 30 to 40 feral hogs green: i thought [zodiark] would be really strong because he's a skeleton, but i was using mario logic, nameless: im gonna use sacred flame on.. the bitch! that is up my ass.

leo: hi im back whats up jorb: you're about to get owned! leo: oh. okay [thunderwave cave from pmd playing as alidaar gets electrocuted] LETS GIVE IT UP FOR ROUND 3 alidaar is covered in blood and he loves it. he's a fightboy! jorb: he was a gladiator! not willingly, but, leo: eh you have fun with it alidaar smacks a guy with a sword and then sticks his tongue out at him. >:P

alidaar is getting electrocuted again! leo: HOOH sorry there was a bug on my screen [right next to alidaar] jorb: you take 8 thunder damage irl [..] jorb: aw, i was trying to make it so he'd push you through the window leo: can i go through the window anyway? jorb: i mean, on your turn, if you want to,

GIANT'S MIIIIIGHT [super mushroom noise] alidaar supersizes, charges head-on at the final enemy (which is the one that tried to push me through a window), and uses his battleax to slap him straight into the sky and obliterate him on impact. alidaar: FUCK YOUUUUU leo: --and then he goes back to normal because combat ended. [checks skills] wait no this last one minute. and that was six seconds. um. jorb: you're large now! leo: alidaar stands there and goes "huh. i'm large now."

back to falcon's house! nameless brought back one of the boars for dinner :D nameless is having a normal experience with reality. what the fuck is happening. Kepesk And Alidaar Get One Boot Each targor is leaving! kepesk: aw, targor, but you're so based! nyx: don't speak those witch's words at him. I FORGOT KEPESK'S PRE-CAMPAIGN GROUP - IM GOING TO KILL JORB .RIGHT NOW kepesk's previous group was expies of the chaotix. targor was planned from the getgo to be mighty the armadillo. WAIT THE WILDERS ARE THE ONES THAT KILLED HIS PEOPLE. WE HAVE GASLIT HIM UNTIL THE VERY END green: i feel so bad, but yknow.. extenuating circumstances.. jorb: why does it keep spawning more namelesses? nyx: i shape back into binturong form. which hopefully there is only one of. AN INVISIBLE NAMELESS

jorb: do you guys wanna chat or are you just going to sleep? kepesk: so that was pretty fucked up, right? alidaar: yeah! kepesk: (at nameless) does it hurt when you go binturong mode, or? nameless: [shakes head] alidaar: sometimes they're a dog! --WAIT YOU WERE THERE FOR DOG WITH A SWORD kepesk: I WAS! :D

SOMETHING IS BREAKING INTO THE HUNTER'S LODGE AAAAAAAAAAA OH MY GOD. BIG BOAR BIG BOAR BIG BOAR

AAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

...and that's the end of the session! CLIFF HANGERRRRRRR

we still have twigbias btw.

[elderemorune]

Fuck You, Ruth.

If you couldn't tell, I'm hashtag neuro-divergent. I've got ADHD, and with that comes a swiss cheese memory, in addition to the other crap you all likely already know. It's a constant bother, and at times it really shocks me just how debilitating that being disabled is.

Two days ago, Cherry's mom texted her a picture of a dog. Said that he could be ours for $250, but that we had to decide by yesterday afternoon.

I'm sure you already see where this is going.

My idiot brain mis-remembered, because a single day clearly couldn't have been right, this kind of thing needs to be very carefully considered. She must have meant Sunday, right? At least enough time to do the budgetary math?

So with nary a care in the fucking world, my roommate and I fucked off to go play Magic for the afternoon. Cherry, who does not have a swiss cheese memory, figured I'd forgotten and that meant no. No dog for us.

Her mom calls, demanding an answer, and when she heard the words "It's probably no.", she started screaming at my wife about how ungrateful we are, how I'll never make her happy, how I never do anything she wants, and when is she going to break up with that loser anyway? Oh and I'm no longer allowed at their house. I always make them feel judged, and bring the fucking mood down.

I've been a judgmental person before, but I've been trying for fucking years to make up for it. I've spent so much time and emotional energy trying to rebuild my relationship with these people, because they're my wife's family. They matter to her, so they matter to me.

Why did I even bother? This is a woman who, when I barred her entry from my apartment, threatened to fucking shoot me. She fed my wife booze when she was 10 'because it was funny'. She hates my wife.

I didn't think I was better than you, Ruth. I really fucking didn't. Then you decided to involve yourself in my fucking marriage. Why can't you just go back to your fucking trash-heap house that you can't even get your own husband to take care of? You know, the guy that beat the fuck out of you in front of your daughters? The guy you haven't slept with in the same bed in how fucking long? The man you CONSTANTLY complain won't FUCK YOU to your daughter?

What fucking right did you have?

You don't even know what I do, you just know I don't make a ton of money, and that's why you hate me. You wanted your daughters to marry rich men so that you could sponge off of one of them like the fucking leech you are.

Your husband expects you to do literally everything because he works. Guess what, Ruth? I work, I cook, I clean, and yeah, I could be fucking better about it, but how clean is your house again? What's that? You can't clean it well because you're also disabled? What happened to that husband of yours who makes you oh so fucking happy?

Oh right.

He's in the garage, smoking.

I do so much for my wife, shit you can't even fucking conceive of because you're a fucking idiot. Your husband wouldn't pack your lunches and put cute notes in them if you were in school. Your husband wouldn't help you load your shit in the car and send you off every day with a fucking smile, hoping you have a good day.

You know what, Ruth?

If it falls to my wife and I to take care of you, I will. I will put you in a half-decent home, and have your every fucking thing go through us. It'll kill you to have your whole life in my hands, only to watch me treat it with the kindness you can't even summon for your own kids.

[ectonurites]

sad rambling don't mind me

The passage of time just doesn’t feel real, man. Alaska would have turned 24 today. The last time I can distinctly remember seeing her alive she was newly 15.

It’s just this weird thing of like, yeah, I don’t think about it all the time anymore, not the way I did when it was really recent, but little things do still remind me of her. I can’t believe how close it’s getting to a decade since she's been gone. 

It came up when Emme and I were talking about her a few weeks ago, but at the time she felt so grown up to us. I was a year older than her, but back then she managed to feel so mature regardless.��She would nerd out with us (The last time we actually hung out was at the con the college in our town used to hold), but she also did all these grown-up things with people we didn't know—she'd tell us stories about it all though, she just seemed so cool. But god, she was a kid. A kid! Just a kid. She was 15. She was a kid. We all were kids.

So much of high school is honestly just a blur when I think back to it now, but things related to this are so distinct it's kinda scary.

Like, it’s been nearly 9 years! But I can still remember the exact seat in Jenny’s 1st period mechanical physics class I was sitting in when that first announcement about her attempt and coma went out over the loud speaker, it didn’t use her name or anything but just alerted everyone at the school that this had happened to a student. I already knew, I'd known for a few days, and I knew the announcement was probably going to happen that day, so it wasn’t a surprise. Our other friend got to stay home, but I had too many absences so my mom wouldn’t let me. I was in a class of mostly upperclassmen (only three of us were in my grade, nobody in Alaska's), and no one else in the room knew her or at least seemed to know this was about her, it was just whispers and speculation and I couldn’t get out of there fast enough. I broke down in tears in front of my math teacher the following period when he asked me about the homework I hadn't done and in hindsight it was almost kinda funny, because he just did not know what to do. 

I remember sitting at Lily's house on the couch with her and Emme—having a sleepover to work on cosplay because that's what we did back then—when Lily's mom came home in the middle of the night and we knew something was wrong. And we got told the news that she'd passed a few hours earlier.

I remember on the first birthday after she passed, Emme and I went to the park across the street from the high school to let go of balloons. It had snowed recently, but we wanted to be in the center of the park, because otherwise they'd get stuck in the trees, so we trekked our way out there and laid on our jackets in the freezing cold and laughed and talked and cried.

I don’t know. I don’t know where I'm going with any of this, or what I’m trying to say. It's just like, time is supposed to make these things feel easier, and in a way I guess it does, but my brain just gets so focused on dates and anniversaries so every year when this day and the day she died roll around I still get hit with so much all at once.

(the anniversary of the day she died was particularly rough this past year because it was the same day Stranger Things Vol. 2 dropped and I went to a watch party thinking 'oh cool it'll be fun to watch this thing I like with my friends as a distraction' and promptly got punched in the fucking gut by what happened with Max, the hospital scene towards the end sent me spiraling for hours)

Anyways.

Happy Birthday, Alaska. I met you on a Tuesday afternoon in late August at the park I roller skate at now, two days after me and my mom finally called the cops on my dad and everything in my life changed. You were the first new friend I made after all that. I didn't get to know you for a long time, but you’re still on my mind even after all these years. I miss you. Happy Birthday. 

[nogenderbee]

Okay so I want to take part in event! I never requested anything before because I always get super nervous when I am about to send anything 😭 But I am super carious who I am going to get!

• what nicknames would I use?

Just shorter version of their name but if there isn't any then just by their name (I am horrible with things like this)

• what are my hobbies?

Drawing, sketching (anything related to art basically) and listening to music!

• my perfect date ideas?

Aquarium date and I know it's pretty weird but I like going to ikea so it also sounds like perfect date idea of me

• what I hate in others?

I don't really know how to explain this but for example people who think that being mean to teachers is funny and besides that I don't think there is anything else

• about my personality:

I'm kinda shy at first and don't talk that much when I am talking to someone new but if I get more comfortable I get more talkative / Really dramatic and I'm not joking about this one. I can scream when I for example drop something and then get really embarrassed right after / I can get pretty awkward sometimes

• What hobby do I like?

Like I said I like to draw,sketch and listen to music. I don't know if you can name it a hobby but I like to listen to others talk about their interests. For example I have a friend who is interested in car races and I like to listen to him talk about it even tho I have no idea what he is talking about. I also like studying chemistry and math ( I am really interested in these subjects)

• what hobby I dislike?

Sports

It's super long but I hope it won't bother you 😭

Btw I love your works!

Awh thank you! But I'm super happy you decided to take part in my small event and don't want try about long descriptions, I really don't mind!

But now, I pair my u with...

🥁🥁🥁

Ena Shinonome!

⊱ as for nickname, it'd be hard for you to shorten her name... but that shouldn't be a bother!

⊱ but let's go to real reasons! So you both really like drawing and I can just imagine both of you bring passionate about it and supporting each other

⊱ now your personality was definitely really confusing for her at first and there's a chance that she got slightly annoyed but after she finally got the hang of it, she became used and now shy only teasingly will throw few comments your way but will make sure you know she doesn't actually mean bad stuff

⊱ aquarium date is really just interesting to her, she'll get so many nice photos after all! And then Ikea dates, sure it may be a bit weird to some people but you both enjoy it and sometimes can even get creative on your way so as long you have fun it shouldn't matter what others think

⊱ and finally, she probably rambles to you sometimes about art, her group and her socials so you're usually great listener for her and you hopefully won't get bored to death when she talks to you about her likes under recent photo

It was your classy aquarium date and this time, you managed to convince Ena to take her sketchbook with her which wasn't the easiest task since she prefers to draw alone. But it also wasn't hard because she enjoys drawing! So now, you were sitting with brown haired girl when she was sketching and you were doing... your own things! But then she stopped sketching to take closer look and showed it to you.

"What so you think, Y/N? I think there's something missing but I can't put my finger onto it..."

"Let me see... Maybe try showing off the lighting?"

"Huh... Not sure if this is what it needs but I guess I'll just trust you on that one!"

Of course she trusted your advices so she did as you said in hopes that it'll make her sketch a bit better... And it surely did! She was actually kinda proud with how it turned out even tho she could see there's still room for improvement. So of course she thanked you properly later, be it with hugs, kisses, words or actions!

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[the-firebird69]

To find the trike and I don't know when this would happen if it'll happen so thinking about it I'm sitting there frustrated again and really you don't have to do anything to disappear which is also another thing or the other guy can take your place and so on so they do. So I wonder if it'll be before the election or after it am I thinking something this big John remillard would want to do something but cheesman would be the one up to it and he wants to make it public to try and use that as an anchor make it public has an anchor who would issue the back of John reimillard but self motivation and to use it as cheeseman and that would be the trike he would issue with me it and say you're a mean idiot for selling it and say you sit there and on the money and you're stupid and it's the max money not yours and you're stupid that's all they're going around ruining you and you don't know it you don't know they're ruining you because you're stupid so it's my money but I can't really touch it cuz I had to sit here it's a case of Hansel and Gretel no but they say it is so they're trying to get a foreigners ready to handle the Mac proper and it doesn't seem to have worked and I kept telling them it didn't work and they're really dense people and ignorant in their technically ignoring what's going to happen with the heavy that's coming out is there going to learn what I'm saying is true

Zeus Hera

And that little f**** doesn't have a clue what he's doing he's going to get wallops over and over and place he a vegetable and he's going to go after his brother which is a huge idiot mistake and they don't have any unity and it's upsetting to a lot of people who understand the math and to us it was very upsetting now we have something else we can do and they can go pound sand and they love doing that sand pounding and these people are senile the radiation is not help them since it's out right now they're saying it's a burst of 2.5 rad right now. And don't get huge radioactive void but yeah this was going to happen and we see what it is it's John remillard and it's supposed to be maniacal and some sort of Master criminal and really he's exposing things by doing this so he thinks he has an ace up the sleeve and everybody has to go after him and he thinks he's tying them up and he's not he's a tiring person is a little baby boy and he's wrong but it worked out okay he's got his cover and we like it it's going on now in a few more things to review but this is exciting for me finally and I say no I guess it was exciting when he started talking about it and I started to get more motivated and they're saying a lot of people did and it saved a lot of people and what they're doing and how they're doing it is helping too that they are destroying each other for real. This is coming up and it is a time and a place for it the time and place for what we originally said which looks like what they're doing but cheesman is the one who came forward. And he has good instincts and John remillard is working them. But his body is toast and cheesman his body is not. It's one reason but he's doing it on purpose cuz he's a moron. And they're not going to switch the question is when is this stupid s*** supposed to happen because apparently cheesman is trying to get rid of John remillard and he's doing it as payback because of what happened to his back so people got that. Other things are happening this is Major news I got to get with my husband and tell him when I think it is

Hera

Olympus

We see that they're having fun in their kids but really they're in love and they have a family somewhere and they're working very hard to help them they're helping a lot these kids are great and I'll tell you they're good at it my son has been tired and exhausted for a long time but he just gets up and does the work you do too but they are pretty damn good at recovery I have to say. He's very happy to hear it if he's having a hell of a time we got poison real bad we're going to bring lawsuits everywhere no we are and we want support and we want we need support people we need attorneys and we need them bad and legalese we need clerks law enforcement anything like that it's great and right now. She wants to talk about the timing that I do too and it's about the election and they mentioned it if he gets elected as cheesman they might not take much weight to it so believe it's afternoon November 5th which is a month away and not very far but right after and there's two months they're going to fight like hell and it will be cheesman showing up at speeches and things when it's really Trump and our son and daughter say there's a way to do that and it's about skin and it's gross so we're going to leave you with that thought

Thor Freya

They've known about it they did help plan it more so than us and this stuff is very intricate and scary and dangerous but we did figure out when but Thor and Freya are pinpointing it more than my husband and he forgot about the delay. But I know that would be it right there and it's really exciting I felt better since knowing it it's not about these guys getting toasted cuz they get toasted a lot they're quite dumb and a horrible it's really about having some mobility being able to go to a hotel room if I need to and really the guy is the biggest sucker on Earth for ruining himself and substituting that in for someone having a few grand but he probably had no choice and it's trapped here and it is for the short story Charlotte's Web and there's a couple others like that there's one about babe and the lumberjack the famous One these are stories that are in Florida and there were Big trees Paul Bunyan and babe we're down here but these stories mean that he would be stuck here as long as the as well as the real story of the revolutionary war and the reenactment periods are starting to match up and people are getting it more shortly

Thor Freya

Olympus

[pupintransit]

Month 7 of The Wait ™️ (I checked this time) is over and done with. I now have confirmation that this blog series of mine will end with month number 10! I wrote about this earlier, but I finally have a date for surgery 🧡

On February 27th, 2024, I will at last have the body I've dreamed about and fantasized of. I'll finally have a vagina~

I got my date earlier this month, about a week after my phone check-in with Dr. Brassard. Nice guy, just FYI! A little more blunt than what I was expecting, but patient and polite all the same. No concerns. It'll be great to meet him in person! After that, the planning started. My medical leave request has been submitted, and I have the hotels I'll need for myself and my husband for the two weeks we've budgeted to be in Quebec booked and ready to go.

Speaking of hotels, did you know that GRS Montreal pays for the first two hotel nights prior to your surgery date if you live far enough away? I didn't until their surgical confirmation email came in! The hotel they have a contract with is pretty nice looking and is a short drive from their site. I cannot begin to express how much I appreciate them doing that for folks. It has chopped off at least $500 from my total expenses for this journey 🧡

Once I get my next paycheque I'll start making my purchases for post-op supplies. If you're on the waitlist for a vaginoplasty as well, here's what I'll be picking up in case you need something to reference:

XL puppy pads for dilation. They brand them for humans too but they cost twice as much for the exact same product, so you're better off going to your local pet supply store and getting them there

Cotton underpants. I'll be getting briefs but for me that's a personal preference.

Naproxen for swelling. Check with you surgeon to confirm if this will be safe for you to take before buying these!

Ibuprophen for pain. My surgeron specifically warned against Aspirin following surgery, so ibuprofen will be the way to go for me. Again, please please please check with your surgeon for what will be safe for you! This post is not medical advice!

Doughnut pillow. This'll take pressure off your groin and move it to your thighs when sitting down. Much more comfortable!

Ice packs. Specifically, Amazon (bleh) sells perineal clay ice packs that are shaped like a maxipad. Useful stuff!

Loose clothing. Nothing tight fitting, especially below the waist.

Hand mirror. This'll help with dilation and with inspecting your condition.

Slip on shoes. Probably self explanatory?

Hand towels. Pick up some that you won't mind getting dirty with lube or any post-op ickiness you may experience.

Which reminds me, non-scented lube. You'll need this to help get then dilators in.

Gauze, hand sanitizer, and bactracin ointment. Cleanliness is next to godliness, as they say! Also you REALLY don't want your vagina getting infections!

Douche. Like, one of those refillable ones. Douching is a critical step in maintaining the health of your vagina, especially in the early stages.

One of those grabby-arm things. You know the ones. Post-op you're not gonna be super flexible so it'll be good to have extra reach.

A walking cane. I'm personally gonna try a track down a telescoping one.

I'd need to redo my math on what this'd all cost but it's not super expensive, so I'm not to worried.

Once my husband gets approval for whatever time off he can get from his workplace, we can book our flights. After that and after buying all the supplies I need, we're good to go for February!

It's still so... i don't know, surreal I guess? I went years thinking this was out of reach for me and now, less than a year after starting this process in earnest, I'll have new genitalia. It's nerve wracking in a way. I think the jitters will only stop after they put under anesthesia.

Something I'm mindful of as well is that my vagina won't work the same way as a natal one. What I am getting is the best our current medical technology can provide, which is bolstered because I'm going to one of the most experienced people on the planet for what I want done. It won't be same as if I was AFAB, but that doesn't really matter to me right now. It will still be everything I need it to be, and it will be mine. That's really the only important thing 🧡

[bdbdhdjdhdh]

My Hero PSLE: S2E6 "Back to doing maths"

"A bear is falling from a height of 10m at the speed of square root 2 m/s. Find the colour of the bear,"

-Math in sg

So anyway Xiao Ming and gang still cannot figure it out so they just decide to use ChatGPT.

Yeah. So anyway they got their answer. And they typed it in and got in.

So it's time for the second puzzle to unlock the trapdoor that will unlock the door to the third entrance.

Puzzle being: Without using any powers, find the smallest integer that is both a perfect square and a perfect cube, and can be cube rooted or square rooted by any another number perfectly"

Aiya this one easy lah hor. It's just 1 lah. (You can try square rooting or cube rooting it by any other number and it'll still give you 1 in the calculator)

So they typed it in and kaboom! They got in!

What's with all these puzzles being maths sia.

But luckily the next one is not maths anymore liao. Wah seh.

"The gods are angry and are rampaging their power across the land. Sacrifice an additional supply of godly food and wine to the gods and appease their anger. Then the treasure will be yours for the taking,"

"Wow. I'm a god and that's certainly not how we work," Shuddap Juqla if we could just our powers to- wait. The puzzle didn't say anything anymore that we can't use our powers, so...

*clicks tongue* Noice.

So they used their powers and got the treasure! Yay! That's like actually the only treasure they need apparently- a full body metal armor with metal insect wings and a shadow katana (sound familiar?)

So they decided to go celebrate and drink wine that is not wine because there are kids so it's basically just fruit juice or something idk. Oh and eat cake. And lots of ice cream. Yeah.

---------

"Rainslasher, I am afraid that is has come to this,"

"Wait what? NO NO NO SIR PLEASE DON'T FIRE ME PLEASE DON'T I HAVE A WIFE AND KIDS-"

"Wait who said I was gonna fire you? Also you don't have a wife and kids, you got no bitches, anyway I need you to bring out our secret weapon,"

"OMG OUR SECRET WEAPON?"

...

"What's that?" *aggresive facepalming*

"HIM, DUH!"

"SIR WHO IS HE?"

"BRUHHHH HIM! MA XIAO TIAO! THE GODLY GOD!"

"Orhhhhh I know him! Just say lidat next time lah, sir!"

"Bruh,"

*Rainslasher walks out of the chamber, escorts Ma Xiao Tiao in*

"Ah, Ma Xiao Tiao, godly god of all chads and gigachads, I humbly seek your help,"

"What happen lah, just say it liao, Ou Yang Tian Tian is still waiting for me, ok!"

"Ok ok ok, so anyway Ma Xiao Tiao, as you know, my brother has been acting... not very chad-like these days, what with hanging out with the Shadow Alicorn to... *dramatic gasp as he checks CCTV* FUCKING STEALING YOUR PRECIOUS ARMOR! Oh Freya is there too, I guess she didn't kill Xiao Ming after all,"

"WAIT WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY? THOSE FUCKSHITS STOLE MY ARMOR? YEAH YOUR BROTHER IS GOING TO THE LOWEST LEVELS OF HELL ONCE I'VE HAD MY FUN WITH HIM!"

"Oh yay, I got you to agree! Ok so anyway we all agree to kill him right?"

"YES! NO ONE TOUCHES MY ARMOR!"

"Ok, Jesus, Nate, what an overreaction,"

"Ok, I'll see you tmrw and we'll go kill him together, now I need to go back, if not Lin Xiao Fei will steal my Xiao Shuang from me,"

[this-is-where-i-hide-my-bullshit]

I feel like the 2 math questions the guy interviewing me asked did not give an accurate representation of how bad my mental math skills are, Especially because I didn't get to explain my answer, because the way I do math almost always requires me to write it down.

One that he asked me was "what's 15+12+7?"

And my way of solving that is 2+5=7+7=14, 3 10's is 30+4=34. So. Imagine me trying to calculate change. Also I CANNOT do subtraction 90% of the time, which he didn't even ask me about. So this guy probably thinks I can do math fine based on that and knowing that 6 quarters is in $1.50. Which is not enough math skills for jobs requiring math.

But I guess I'm too smart to be stupid and too stupid to be smart. Which means I'm probably not going to get any actual help and when I inevitably fail it'll be "because I didn't try hard enough" even if I completely burn myself out trying as hard as I can. Which is how it's always been so really I shouldn't be surprised.

[cherrycheridarling]

chemistry test | t.h.

tom holland x actress!reader

warnings: fluff and acting..?

summary: you're auditioning for the role of silk in the new marvel film. they've already chosen their spider-man and now it's time to see how much chemistry you two have.

wc: 1.9k

"Hi! I'm here for the Marvel auditions?" you greeted the lady who sat at the front desk.

"Hello! What's your name?"

"Y/N Y/L/N."

Nerves were running through your veins at lightning speed. The lady gave you a kind smile and told you to head to room three hundred and sixteen. You returned the smile before heading to the elevators.

Upon entering, you were faced with at least fifteen other women who were also auditioning. All with black locks and brown eyes. You'd be lying if you said you weren't slightly intimidated. Sure, you had done some small films here and there, but looking at the competition now was frightening. A lady came and handed all of you a small script. At least it was a distraction. You spent the entire time reading your lines and trying your hardest to memorize them.

You sat in the waiting room for at least fourty-five minutes before your name was finally called and you were escorted into another space. Once you entered, your eyes were immediately drawn to the long table where the producers, casting crew and directors - who you've met hundreds of times in your previous auditions - were sat. You shook hands and gave greetings, the usual.

"Y/N, meet our new Spider-Man." Kevin gestured to the brunette boy at the front of the room.

He was cute. Dangerously cute. His small curls that laid messily only seemed to add to his appeal.

You smiled and walked over to him, "Hi. I'm Y/N Y/L/N. It's great to meet you." you offered your hand.

He returned the grin before shaking your hand, "Tom Holland. It's a pleasure." you noticed his British accent and couldn't stop yourself from the confused expression that took over your features.

"You're British?"

He nodded with a smile, "That I am, but," he switched to an American accent, "I can turn it off, too."

Your smile grew, impressed by his ability, "That's so cool. I would try a British accent, but I feel like I might offend you."

He laughed with you for a bit, his hand still holding yours. You both noticed the predicament and quickly withdrew your hands. Sheepish grins showed on both your lips.

Joe Russo cleared his throat, "A little background information in case you're not familiar with Cindy Moon's story."

You silently thanked him for this since you were not at all familiar with whatever the character entailed. Only getting small glimpses of her personality and behaviour before you got thrown into the mix of auditions.

"Cindy and Peter went to the same school and got bitten by the same radioactive spider. A man took Cindy and trained her, but also hid her in a bunker when her powers became too much for her to control. Her Silk Sense – which is her version of a Spider Sense – is incredibly powerful. Stronger than Peter's. In this scene, Peter is saving her from the bunker. Understood?" he spoke so quickly that you nearly didn't catch it all, but nevertheless, you nodded your head.

"Got it." you put the script to the side and took off your jacket.

"Now," Kevin spoke, "Remember, this is a chemistry test. So we want to see – not just how compatible your characters are – but you guys, as well."

Your palms began to sweat. You already knew that they were looking for chemistry, but being put on the spot made your anxiety sky rocket. You nodded again in understanding.

"Sounds good." Tom went to the other side of the room, "Good luck." he sent you another frustratingly attractive smile.

You nodded with your own grin, "Thanks, Spidey."

You spotted a small cot beside you and made your way over, laying with your back to Tom. Ready to start the scene.

"Action!"

Before any lines were given, you lifted your head, but kept it facing the wall. As if you were listening for something, waiting for something.

"Spider- Boy? Guy? Spider-something." you spoke to the wall and a second later, Tom's footsteps were heard behind you.

"I prefer Spider-Man." Tom's voice filled your ears as he leaned against the wall. "Nice to meet you, Cindy Moon."

You held a hand to your head, as if a painful migraine had just arrived. "Your presence is causing me pain. Who-" you looked up at the man, recognition dawning on your features, "Peter."

"W-what? N-n-no, no, no. Who's Peter? I'm Spider-Man." he insisted rather poorly. Deepening his voice.

You turned your body around, hanging your legs off of the cot, "I-I feel it. I remember you. Parker from my science class. Left row, three seats behind me. And my math and history. Front row in history. Middle in math. You always had a new backpack every week."

"Eidetic memory." he mumbled under his breath.

"Hm?" you furrowed your eyebrows.

"Nothing. Never mind. We can discuss this later. You need to get out of here. And I have come to save you from whatever this place is." he eyed the space with disgust.

You eyed him suspiciously, "Is this some Disney movie? Is there a magical horse drawn carriage waiting outside?"

He showed a boyish grin, "I guess you can call me your knight in red and blue spandex."

You scoffed and stood up, "Okay, Parker. How'd you know I was here?"

"Oh! This awesome dude, Tony Stark, he knows, like, everything! A-and he told me that you were here and sent me on a mission– Which is so cool! But yeah, he told me to come and save you. And that is what I am doing." he jumped up and down like an excited child.

You eyed the space around you, "Wait. M-my powers. I can't control them. I-I mean, I'm trying, b-but it's still—"

"—We can focus on that later! Right now, the richest and sickest guy on the planet is requesting you. C'mon." he grabbed your hand and, as scripted, you both locked eyes immediately.

You tried your best to look like you were falling in love. And as you stared into his deep brown eyes, you found that it wasn't that difficult. He stared back into yours. His hand still wrapped around your fingers. Your free hand travelled to his face, as if you were about to pull his mask up. Resting your palm on his jawline. His other hand that wasn't grasping yours, rested on your hip. A light pressure that nearly sent you into a haze. You both began to lean in and it no longer felt like acting until you squeezed your eyes shut, shook your head and pushed him away rather aggressively.

You put a hand on the wall, drawing heavy breaths in and out, "W-what are you doing to me?" you looked at him through heavy eyelids.

Tom was in a similar position, back against the wall, hand over his chest, "Mister Stark said that m-might h-happen." his head was thrown back against the wall, showing off the expanse of his neck as he swallowed. "Something- Something about our senses causes a strong- How do I say this? I-Intimate attraction between us."

Your eyebrows furrowed, eyes narrowing, "A-an attraction? An intimate attraction? To you? Ew."

He pushed himself off the wall, "Glad to see you haven't changed one bit, Moon." he walked away from you, "We really need to get going. You- Oh! I've been wondering this: Where's your webbing?" he looked around as if he was searching for it.

You stuck your hand out and pretended to shoot a string of silk out of your finger and onto the wall. Tom followed your movements with a starstruck expression.

"That's sick! I have to make mine." he frowned, "We got bit by the same fricking spider and yours is in your hands? Let me see!" he came closer and attempted to grab your hand again before you quickly put it behind your back.

"Don't touch me." you spoke slowly, "I-if this attraction is caused by physical touch. Please, do not touch me."

He plastered on a playful smirk, "Oh, it's more than physical, Moon."

You rolled your eyes and stepped away from the wall, "Dream on, Parker. Are we going to this Mister Stank or whatever?" you waved your hand with a limp wrist.

Tom gasped, "He's Iron Man! It's Mister Stark! Stark! Not stank! And you need a suit. Mister Stark has one ready for you at the compound, but you need something to wear on the way there." he looked around for one.

As if it had just dawned on your character that you were finally leaving the bunker, your attitude changed. A smile gracing your lips.

"I think I can do a little something."

You gestured your hands around yourself, pretending to create a suit from your silk. Tom watched with amazement, "Hey, how are you doing that?" he bent down and examined your body from head to toe.

"I had a lot of free time on my hands. Costume on-the-go. You like?" you smirked as you continued your movements.

Tom nodded his head as he came back up to stand beside you, "I could've saved so much time and money by doing that."

You finally completed your gesturing with a grin, "Ta-da! A bit sticky, but I think it'll do." you pretended to stretch around in the costume.

"Okay, let's go, Moon—"

"—Nope. Nuh-uh. When I'm webbed up like this, call me Silk." you smiled triumphantly.

And with that, the scene came to an end. The producers and casting directors all stood and clapped for you and Tom. You smiled widely at how successful it had gone. Before you could even react, Tom pulled you into a hug. Arms wrapped around your waist. Without a second thought, you wrapped yours around his neck with a laugh.

"You were amazing!" Tom praised you with a wide grin.

You couldn't help but to smile, "Thank you! It helps when you have an awesome scene partner."

His cheeks turned a shade of scarlet at your compliment before Anthony Russo spoke, "That was amazing! Thank you, Y/N."

You shook your head, "Thank you for having me."

Joe came and shook your hand, "Expect a call on Monday. Keep your ringer on." he smiled.

"And that wraps up the chemistry tests! Great job, everyone!" Anthony announced as you handed the script back to them and threw your jacket on.

You swung your bag over your shoulder and made your way to the door.

"Wait!" Tom called from behind you.

You stopped in your steps and turned around with a kind smile.

He held out his phone, "Since we're going to be working together, might as well get to know one another." he had a timid grin.

"Don't jinx it, Holland." you let a light chuckle fall from your lips.

He shook his head, "It's not jinxing, it's manifesting and you were by far the best Cindy Moon. You've already got the part." he insisted making you shake your head.

"We'll see about that." you punched in your number and before you could add your name, Tom took his phone back.

"Wait." he quickly typed away.

'silk'

You smiled at the contact name before offering your phone. He typed in his number and took it upon himself to put the name.

'spidey'

"I'll see you around, Y/L/N." he gave you a little salute making you laugh.

You nodded, "Definitely, Holland." you turned around and walked out of the door.

Both of you were so engrossed in your interaction that you didn't notice the producers and casting directors watching from afar. Proud smiles dawning their lips.

They found their Cindy Moon.

[1-800-roflmao]

PffFT- Yes, write it. 🤲🏻

Y'll are terrible influences. I love it >:3

Wrote down the ideas for that title, one is more plot driven then the others. CW: Discussion of sex toys, genitalia, bribing.

One::

Reader is working in a field they never expected to utilize their engineering and math degree-- designing and making sex toys, specifically the adventurous types, and they are good at what they do. One day, they start getting calls from someone claiming to be connected to Fazbear Entertainment. They let it go to voice mail. Then emails come in. Still, ignoring because they think it's a scam. It's not until a letter comes in. It's got the official signature and all the security features check out. Couple meetings and phone calls later, they're supposed to help Fazbear Entertainment break into the adult entertainment industry, but after finding out just how sentient the Animatronics are, they are hesitant: "Do they want this?"

Two::

"Let me this straight..." you were currently elbow deep in Monty's chassis; the automaton gator put in a forced sleep while you work. "You want me to slap a dick on this gator?" you aimed the question at the manager standing across the operating chair.

She squirmed under your stare, but still had the gumption to lift her chin and nod, "And the others." Your eyes narrowed. Your fingers working on muscle memory to wrap a damaged wire in Monty's chest. "You will be generously compensated of course..." she had that sales smile going now, pulling out her phone and tapping away, "...it'll be under the table though."

You held your smart tongue. Swallowing down sass and jokes as the manager turned the phone towards you and showed you a number that nearly had you buckling. Not only that... "That's a fucking gofundme," you gaped, "Do they know what the money is going to be used for?" Was this woman before you seriously this slimy?

She just smiled and a few taps more, she pulled up a group chat. "Holy shit..." They definitely knew and most of them were coworkers, with a few strangers thrown in.

"So... you in?"

You looked up from the phone, right into her eyes, "Straps and flesh lights exist. Certainly cheaper, too."

Manicured nails traced the edge of the gator's open chassis. "We'd like our partners to feel as much as we do." You could hear the hunger in her voice and those eyes were pinning you to the spot. For a while, the two of you simply held eye contact in a silent battle.

"Double and you got a deal."

"I knew we could count on you."

Three::

You had questions. So many questions, but currently the one at the forefront of your mind was... "Why... who?!" you were choking on words as you stared at the extra equipment between the puppet's legs. How hadn't you felt it all the times this beanpole had carried around?

Sunny's own mind caught up with the situation and they finally pulled on the spare pants they had been changing into, turning away and, you guessed, tucking themself away. They were babbling and spouting apologies, but also chiding you for not knocking or giving warning before entering the room behind their balcony.

You weren't hearing any of it. You just stood. Mind still reeling and trying to work out all the why's and how's and who's. This was an animatronic in a daycare. Someone consciously gave this robot a-

Yellow and orange filled your vision, bells ringing in your ears, and then long careful fingers tipped your head up to look into milky white eyes. Sun's faceplate was cocked to the side worriedly, now fretting about his friend was broken and how to fix them.

One thing stuck out in your mind though and you needed to know. "Sun..." you finally spoke and watched his rays jump, his string of words halting.

"Oh! Yes, Sunshine?" He was practically vibrating as he gave you all his attention. They had started babbling again while you tried to word this right.

"Was a that a fucking bad dragon?"

[beukefarm]

Sorry for the blurry one lol, only noticed after I got home.

This is our premium fence gate for the chickens. The gate itself was dug out of the trash, the screws and the wood were found somewhere in the garden and we just used them.

The wire fence and the wooden poles were bought from a hardware store, we painted the wood last fall but will repaint this spring so that it'll last as long as possible.

-

Since the fence and gate were build by us, there was next to no planning involved, we just went for it. Aside from the gate being tilted and the wire fence not being properly tensioned in places, it went quite well! Aka it does its job and is surprisingly stable, given that it just survived the entirety of eunice without getting a scratch.

We're still debating whether to modify the wagon (green structure in the corner) and have the chicks in there, or if we'll buy a shed and modify it for the chickens.

(Seriously, never buy premade chicken coops. Theyre incredibly expensive and so so tiny, if theres ever an event where you have to keep them inside, for example because of bird flu, they'll be glad to have some space to move around.

Just buy some kind of shed, put a chicken hatch, some wooden poles/sticks for roosting and some nests for the eggs and youre all gucci.)

In any case, the chickens are coming, and when they're here, we'll be prepared. I cant wait for the chicks to be stumbling and peeping about, so excited! My boyfriend is cute as fuck every time he talks about them, his eyes light up and he grabs me and we hug and ahhhhh we're alive! Life is worth living! I failed my math exam and I might fail chemistry and maybe I wont finish university but who gives a shit! Maybe I will!

I have friends and family, I have a drive and a passion and I'll be okay and you will be okay too, I promise! Maybe not today or tomorrow, but eventually it'll fall into place, and there will always be hard days and hard times but it doesnt matter because in the end there will always be chickens to hatch and vegetables to tend to and sunsets to watch and people to love and laugh with and we are all here! On this earth! Right now and never again!

And yeah the world could be going to shit, we're killing our planet and shit but do not let it destroy your spirit. Do what you can, do whatever you have the energy for, but other than that just live! I promise you, its fine, you're allowed to feel good and nice and also shitty and sad and if you need to talk my dms are always open, seriously, Im just some dude with a garden, you can talk to me about whatever and I will listen because right now I have the energy and I'm willing to give you some of it.

Breathe. You're alive. We're all alive. Listen to G.O.A.T. by Polyphia and feel the harmonies come together in your mind. Taste the wind outside. Stand in the rain and dont worry about getting wet. Get yourself a plant, and maybe you'll kill it, who cares, get a new one! Or just get a packet of seeds and grow some yourself on your windowsill, and when they're dead you can just plant new ones.

Talk to a friend! Dont have friends? Comment on peoples posts, engage in some communities, there are people out there who you can love and who love you back! You have a computer? Play some kind of online multiplayer, doesnt matter if its a shooter or whatever. Guess what, most gamers are just some dudes! Ive only met very few bigots, and hundreds of people who are just nice! (I recommend Planetside 2, the playerbase is a little older than in most shooters, think mid twenties and up to 40s or 50s, I even know one guy who's over 60. If you do decide to try it out and play on Cobalt, please message me with your name so I can add you and help you out! And if not, pretty much everyone there is willing to guide newbies along, and they'll stay friends with you as you progress, thats what it was like for me and everyone Ive met on there.)

What Im trying to say is: communities exist everywhere! Just engage with them! Shitty self esteem? Guess what, me too! It took me two whole years until I started talking to these people, and they were nothing but nice to me from the start.

Again, if you have any questions about starting to engaging with people and communities, start out with me! Message me, I'm here and will do what I can.

I'm sorry for derailing this post so much, I just feel incredibly grateful to be alive right now and I want to share this with others. Peace!

[nunuxhoho]

I mean, maybe this is a hot take, maybe it's me being naive, but I kinda think Starship has been waiting for the best time to let Wonho and Monsta X communicate in public again.

From what little I've heard, the only people that still hate Wonho are some louder groups of "fans", who may be a smaller group then they seem.

Most of the monbebes, wenees, and other fans I know seem to still appreciate and respect all 7 of them, even if they're apart. And while some may have some slightly different viewpoints about their careers and how the company is handling it, they all agree that the seven of them are grown-ups who should be allowed to freely and openly be feiends, regardless of if they're still performing as one group.

And I feel like Starship understands this, at least partly. After all, they did make Highline Entertainment. Probably as a way for the 7 of them to still be somewhat connected.

Your thoughts?

well, you are a very optimist and I'd do want to adopt your thoughts.

I don't think SSE has something personal against them.

and you're right I even met lots of wenees that only support wonho as a soloist but they will respect every decision he'll make and they want him to hang out with whoever he wants. even ot6 wouldn't mind.

so about sse...heres my guessing for their behavior.

I think that the main problem is the kmbb haters that SSE doesn't want to deal with.

I know it sounds silly because if we do some math I'm pretty sure there are fewer haters than ot7 and not haters. most of the fans I met are flooded with nostalgia and just thirsting to see our boys together.

so why would SSE be on the minority side, what's in it for them?

they as company care they'll keep the fans close. (it's all about the amount right?)

what I think is that they are trying to adjust themself to satisfy all fans.

they think it's the best decision to still keep fans, not upset the haters and hide the mess under the rug.

I'm not fully sure but let's look at it from this prospect:

it's been two years and every time the guys hung out with wonho they had to apologize. like when they went to a restaurant and when kihyun apologized hanging out with wonho (etc)

that vlive a month ago that hyungwon was wearing his matching watch (he bought with wonho) and got haters response to take it off and so he did. (it seemed the staff had pressured him)

there are a lot of things like when SSE trying to deny wonho being a part of the company. (like when he practice in one of sse room and they put a whiteboard to hide the starship sign), censor him in any way, and the list goes on...

so if SSE really is planning to let the boys meat up freely someday, at least for now it doesn't feel like we're heading in that direction.

they are surely aware fans miss them. but there's no real effort on the matter.

However I wish you are right anon and that it will happen soon.

cause, as time goes on Wenbebes are divided. which leads to more drama in the fandom and it's getting me worried... (so they better act fast in my opinion)

I'm truly trying to think if sse really just waiting for the right time what do you think is the right time? maybe waitng for haters to be gone?

also even tho I got excited about them mentioning wonho in the mx movie ticket It's not safe to say it'll be true. there's a chance it was a mistake (maybe they used old info) as a lot of mistakes SSE/hl is capable of.

but of course, I'm not losing hope. 💙💙💙

as long as the're famous mx and wonhos relationship is something that will eventually get on the news. those rules wouldn't last forever.

and there a lot of mx wonho rebelding lately (with no apologies!) so maybe it's a sign we are close to a change more than we think who knows. 🙂