i had a vision.
klance modern au, frequent gym-goer keith goes to the gym at ungodly hours in the morning, but something comes up at work and he ends up going to the gym muuuuuch later than normal
(ended up writing out more than i thought i would so read more under the cut 💀)
but the usual receptionist and his friend, allura probably, isn’t there since it’s so late and instead there’s some guy he doesn’t recognize on the afternoon/evening shift aka the one and only lance mcclain
and they keep stealing glances and not really saying anything at first
so keith adjusts his schedule to work out during the evenings more often (by coincidenceeee it was just a coincidence that his schedule shifted totaalllyy) to see this guy again
so allura finally texts him and is like “where have u been ?? are u sick??? u never skip the gym i haven’t seen u in a week” and he’s like “My job switched me to the morning shift so I go to the gym at night now.” or something (half-truth)
but allura already KNOWS because her work bestie won’t stop yapping on and on about the hot new guy with the mullet
do you guys see my vision
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My dad killed the rooster today.
When my mom wanted chickens he insisted. He pushed, and pushed, and pushed.
Get a rooster.
Get a rooster.
Get a rooster.
He wanted the rooster. He begged for the rooster. He insisted on the rooster.
And my mom said
You will hate having a rooster. I do not want a rooster. He will be big. And he will be aggressive. And he will crow all the time.
Get a rooster.
Get a rooster.
Get a rooster.
So she did. And he was a chick. He was small, and his feathers were downy, and you couldn’t tell him from the hens without looking.
What if he’s a runt.
What if he dies in his youth.
What if, what if, he’s not much of a rooster at all.
But he grew. Up up up. Until he was everything that was expected of him.
He was big.
And aggressive.
And he crowed all the time.
That was his crime. Being what he was supposed to be. He was as advertised.
He
Was
A
Rooster.
And my dad hated him. He hated that rooster from the first crow.
Too loud.
Too loud.
Too loud.
And my mom said
I told you you would hate the rooster.
Yet the tune changed. It didn’t matter anymore. Everything that the rooster was there for didn’t matter. He was too loud.
Kill the rooster.
Kill the rooster.
Kill the rooster.
Every day. On loop, a CD with a skip in it. Get rid of it get rid of it get rid of it get rid of it get rid of it get rid of it
Kill the rooster.
Kill the rooster.
Kill the rooster.
We can sell him. We can put him out on marketplace. We can set him free. Please. Get rid of it. Get rid of it. Get rid of it. Get RID OF IT.
Kill the rooster.
Kill the rooster.
Kill the rooster.
We can just get rid of it. Please. Please. Get rid of it. We can sell him. Get rid of it. Get rid of it. Get rid of it. Get rid of it.
Kill the rooster.
Kill the rooster.
Kill the rooster.
We don’t have to.
I wonder how long it took to go get the gun.
To walk away, and find it, and load the bullets.
How long it took to go back outside.
And find the rooster.
Did he take it away from the hens first?
Or did they have to watch.
I wonder if he bellowed, if he crowed a last time.
If he committed one final crime, of being who he was supposed to be.
Or if he had no idea at all. If he didn’t even have the chance.
And I think about the feathers. If they gusted away on the breeze. Of if they stuck, downy, into the wound.
Did the blood spatter back onto my dads hands. Did it stain him, was it sticky, and hot, and fresh with life.
And I wonder what he did with his limp body. But I know the answer. And I don’t want to.
He got thrown away.
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Feelin kinda livid rn 🙂
rant/vent ig, it might not make sense bc idk if im ready to share the context yet
Oh. My. Gosh.
This woman is claiming to have mine, and my sisters best interests in mind. But her actions are completely different than her claims.
what about getting rid of extremely sentimental items from someone incredibly important and hoping we wouldn’t notice is our best interest in mind.
I AM SO DONE WITH THIS.
I don’t like being angry and I don’t get angry often, but I am absolutely infuriated and fed up right now.
The way this woman is treating us like infants and like we don’t understand what is going on simply because we are minors is enraging.
That is not her stuff to get rid of, it’s OURS.
That jewelry is INCREDIBLY SENTIMENTAL.
And she already tried selling it.
She wanted to turn my mom’s wedding ring and necklace into one piece of jewelry for me and my siblings to share, without asking us first.
Once you fuse them into one piece of jewelry, there is no going back.
I am so grateful that my dad and our lawyer caught it quick enough to tell her to stop.
The biggest issue is, this isn’t the only instance of her blatantly ignoring our wishes, and going on with what she thinks my mom wanted.
She has explicitly said that she’s worried our dad is manipulating us to get things that belong to us, when he has shown no want to do so and should not be her priority.
If she would just talk to us and not treat us like we don’t exist or like our opinion isn’t that important, she would understand how angry this makes us.
We could have been done with this almost a year ago.
But no, it has to be dragged out and we have to loose money because of it.
At this point, me, H, and my older sister (two youngest don’t really understand the severity of the situation, nor do they particularly care) have told out dad that we fully want to take her to court.
My older sister has said she wants to give this woman a piece of her mind and that she’s considering suing her when she becomes an adult.
I’m just angry.
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please ignore that anon, I enjoy your arjuna hype posts and I enjoy how much you love him. if anyone finds that annoying they can just leave. you're my favorite fgo blogger <3
I do appreciate it, but I think I’m just tired of this persistent feeling of massive shame of ever indulging in something I love. Irl I’m terrified of ever showing people the things that I love because of how humiliating I find it, and because of how scared I am it will become annoying to me, so the fact that I’ve been seeing people saying that they find fans of a character I’ve been very loud about loving annoying and that they’ve personally wronged them is kind of heartbreaking to me. I don’t want to put people out, and I don’t want to be a nuisance. I might be overreacting, but it’s a legitimate fear that’s chased me my entire life, and it’s part of the reason I’ve begged people to tell me if I ever cross a line on one of their posts.
But people don’t. You do something that annoys them and they don’t tell you, they just let the irritation simmer and fester and grow until one day they snap at you and tell you that they’ve never cared about it and you should’ve known better, even though you’ve been as honest as you could about how you struggle to understand the thoughts of others. I don’t know what to do! I try as much as I can to be respectful when asked, but I can only do what I understand is right, and if you don’t tell me and the only way I find out is from some tag about how you find fans of a certain character have personally wronged you, how can I improve? What is the expectation for me to do there?
I know it’s probably not that deep for a lot of people. They saw something they found a little annoying from someone that could very well have nothing to do with me and are nursing a tiny grudge over it that expresses in silly ways, and they don’t consider it that serious. It just hurts my heart to think that I could’ve done something to FIX it but I’ve never been given the chance.
I don’t care about the results of the poll. What I care about is the fact that I’ve seen ppl saying they seriously dislike fans of a character I’ve been very prolific about being a fan of, and I have no way of knowing if they’re talking about me or not. I don’t want to be hated by people I’ve never interacted with for something I could’ve changed!
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