#and i have to cancel my leave to handle our cases

[kirishwima]

im gonna cry. like actually full on bawl my eyes out kinda cry

[goldessia]

katsuki x reader — flangst

when you and katsuki bakugo first got together, he wasn’t a very good boyfriend.

you decide to give him the benefit of the doubt; after all, you were his first relationship — but the neglecting slowly started to become too much.

he’d never take you on dates. he’d never let you do anything in front of your friends, even so little as holding hands. your relationship had gone stale without him even realizing it, and slowly, you started getting bored.

it hit you one night. you were studying, and katsuki had cancelled on plans to hangout with kirishima even after you got all dolled up for your guys’s date night.

it hurt you. but it also made you angry. how couldn’t he see? how couldn’t he even notice you two were drifting apart?

you stopped being all clingy. you stopped asking him to facetime you the nights you couldn’t be together — hell, you hadn’t seen him outside of school in a week, let alone ask him to take you to dinner like you did tonight.

you let yourself be vulnerable, let yourself ask him instead of him asking you because he never did.

you loved katsuki, with all your heart, yet he only broke yours over and over.

placing your pen down, you start to think.

katsuki was always like this, he wasn’t just beginning to now. you knew that; you knew he wasn’t a good person so how could he be a good boyfriend?

being with him lately felt like you were trapped. you knew you deserved better, but.. it’s katsuki we’re talking about.

katsuki who saved your life countless times. katsuki who would always make you laugh, and bring your bad day to a good one at the end of it. katsuki, who when he first asked you out brought you your favourite flowers with an adorable blush on his face.

how could you leave your katsuki? it felt.. impossible.

but then again, you weren’t sure you could handle the situation you were in anymore.

then, the door opened. “hey, y/n! you in here?” his voice called from your living room.

wiping your tears from your face, you take a deep breath and yell. “yeah. i’m in my room.”

hearing his footsteps, you now see him opening your door. he looked to you, brows furrowing as he sees your puffy eyes.

“you cryin’?” he says, suddenly halting his movements.

you quickly shake your head. “just uh, just allergies.” you crack a smile. his eyes look as if they don’t believe you, but he brushes it off.

“cool if i take a shower?” he asks, but he’s already motioning to take off his shirt. you nod, knowing there’s already supplies he uses in there because he’d always crash at your place.

you murmur a mhm, turning away from him so he couldn’t see the tears welling in your eyes again.

he didn’t even bother to ask you about your day. he knew you were lying about crying, but he just.. didn’t care.

then, he stops. he slowly drops his shirt, before finally seeing your shoulders shake as you begin crying again.

he slowly shifts on his feet. you were crying, and he’d never handled a crying girlfriend before, let alone you. he wasn’t sure what to do, so he just.. froze.

he gulps. “..y/n? are you.. okay?”

and suddenly, you snap.

“no, katsuki, i’m not okay!” you sniffle, finally turning around. katsuki feels his breath catch in his throat when he sees your broken face.

he sputters.

“don’t talk.” you say, “listen i just.. i have one question for you.”

he nods. it’s all he can do.

“do you.. even still like me?”

katsuki is frozen. his brows furrow, and he’s in utter disbelief. “what?” he huffs, “you think i don’t still like you?”

“i mean, you never show it.” you bite back a sob, “you constantly diss on our plans to go do something else. you’ve never.. shown me anything. some days i think you’re with me just for.. for..”

“for what?” he snaps, “you think i’m with you only to fuck you, is that it?”

with a nervous gaze to the floor, you stay silent.

“don’t be an idiot.” he scoffs.

you finally look up at him. “calling me an idiot isn’t helping your case.”

he flexes his jaw. you can hear him walk toward you, until you see him right in front of you, and you refuse to look up to his face.

“y/n.” he breathes, “look at me.”

slowly, but surely, you do.

“look, i’m..” he sighs, rubbing his fingers over his eyes. “i’m sorry, alright? for whatever the hell i did that you think i don’t love you, but i do.”

“you.. you love me?” you nearly gasp.

“i’m sorry for being such a shitty boyfriend. but, i don’t know what the hell i’m doing here, y/n.” he says, frowning.

you inhale, “you’re right. i’m— i’m sorry, i shouldn’t expect you to—“

“now why the hell’re you apologizing?” he snorts. “just.. i just need you to try and have some patience with me.

“i know i’m not very good at this. but i damn fucking love you, okay? so please.. just work with me here.”

you inhale, before muttering an, “okay.”

you hoped, really hoped, that your relationship would take a turn for the better after that conversation.

[he-goes-down]

0. There Was A Time

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The studio was warm in the coldest night of this Autumn, warm yellowish light and the red carpeted floor made it feel like a cosy log cabin. A full drum set with a few too many ride cymbals and windchimes sat close to the middle of the fat bare bricked wall, with a small metal bucket that had the remains of broken splinter drumsticks. A rack of guitars and two bass holders stood next to the right wall where an old armchair sits, a few different sized amps scattered round the square room. Right in front of the glass that separates the control room from the studio three mic stand in a line with noise cancelling boxes surrounding each of them.

In the control room there is a strong smell of weed and other smokeable herbs, "No! You can't take Runaway Blues off the album!" A man with short shoulder length brown hair and a moustache protested as he puffed on his cigarette as he lied back on the couch, his dark glasses fell back on his face as he tilted his head back. "I agree with Jake. It shows how good we are even when we're shit faced." The man with long curly hair, a gorgeous ethnic nose, stood up – towering over the other 4 people in the sesh – and began to roll another blunt on one of the control panels. The one that started this debated piped in, "Thanks Dan for taking my side." He said sarcastically, his curly mullet was like a solid cloud on his head, and he has a moustache like Jake. "We'll our wonderful manager and producer here," A man that looked like Jesus pointed to a woman that sat next to Jake on the couch. "Was the one that wasn't shit faced, I think that's why it was actually good, Joshua." He finished. "Hey, hey, I'm not saying it's shit because of you, please believe me y/n!" Josh dramatically pleaded to y/n. She was looking up at the ceiling. Pupils dilated. Blunt in hand. "Just, make it shorter." She said confidently, waving her hand a bit. Still not looking at anyone and head craned back. "You have the answer to everything." Danny said his mouth slightly gaped that such a simple solution didn't register in any of their minds. Or he's just on a psychedelic trip and can't spark up a brain cell.

The following week the band had dates in LA since they were still doing there 'Dreams in Gold' Tour. The band was already at the venue setting up, some still sleeping in the bus. Y/n had some business to attend to in their studio in New York before going down to LA. She decided to walk down the infamous Sunset Strip, as a historic music place like this could not go untrekked when having the chance. Wearing a black turtleneck, dark blue flare jeans with dark brown boots and a satchel bag hanging from her shoulder, a small suitcase's handle in the other hand while the silver case dragged its wheels on the floor. As she caught the sight of the colourful sign of The Rainbow, a voice called to her. "Y/n?" A older man, short blondish hair, leather jacket, sunglasses.

Axl Rose.

And like the trigger of a gun being pulled,

A life was lost.

(or misplaced)

Y/n's POV:

Everything stood still,

I stood still.

Then it all went dark. It was a black lifeless void.

Falling backwards but being physically still.

Time was reversing.

A previous life. My life?

Memories rolling past like an old film.

My head spiralled.

I can't comprehend this. What is happening to me?

My first years of school, late 60's early 70's. That's not right. It was the early 2000's.

Falling in love with music, Queen, Elton John.

Highschool was trip. My parents being stricter than anyone else's, they didn't believe I could have a job as in the music industry.

Studying music in college then going on the Uni and taking a science course to get my folks off my back.

One of my most successful record deals was Mötley Crüe and Bon Jovi.

Before they even started writing lyrics for their songs, I knew it off by heart and helped them gain success with it and recording went like dream.

Now I was searching the East Coast for a new band to sign.

March 1985, The City of Angels.

A flash of light, and my eyes flickered open.

It a cold night, dark but the city light was somewhat comforting.

It was the Sunset Strip, but something was...

Off.

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OMG SORRY IF IT'S SHIT

THIS WAS LIKE THE INTRODUCTION, FIRST PART IS COMING OUT SOON 

IM SO EXCITED

(Band at the beginning is greta van fleet )

[anxiousstark]

I saw you are taking requests and I loved your King!Eddie fics! I didn't know I needed that until you wrote about it <3

Could you maybe write something about Eddie's Queen not feeling very well? I know it's a super vague idea but I'm also sure I would love whatever you make out of it.

Thank you<3

Thank you very much for your request! Because you are the only request I received, I sincerely hope you enjoy this.

Info to request. Bastard King! Eddie x Queen!Reader Word Count: 1k Warnings: Mentions of nudism (not in a sexual manner). All Rights Reserved. The author, me, does not allow any type of copy or adaption.

BIG MASTERLIST

Eddie's favourite part of the day consisted of strolling outside the main parlour during his duties as a king, listening to your soothing voice and chuckles while you handled interactions with other kingdoms. Eddie appreciated the way you were able to keep faithful allies in the kingdom you both shared by being pleasant to the wives of other kings. And he did everything he could to express his gratitude for having such an intellectual and loving wife.

However, as Eddie proceeded along the corridor, listening to numerous employees remind him of his responsibilities for the day, he came to a halt in front of the salon's door. His palm flew into the air in an attempt to halt those speaking to him. Silence descended on him as soon as he made such a motion. He couldn't hear his wife's voice. As a result, he moved closer to the locked door, laying his ear against it in the hope of hearing your peaceful voice. Nonetheless, it was obvious that the room was deserted.

"Where's my wife?" He inquired, looking around at his staff, who, of course, had no idea where she was. Fortunately, Dustin stepped along the corridor at the same time, his eyes widening as he caught Eddie's stare. "Come on over here." Dustin obeyed commands, dropping his head respectfully before looking him in the eyes. "Where's my wife?"

Dustin bit his bottom lip and peered around uneasily. "The Queen has cancelled the meetings she had this morning." Eddie furrowed his brows, crossing his arms in front of his chest, waiting for Dusting to carry on. "She awoke not feeling well." Eddie pondered this. He normally got out of bed before you, and when he kissed your forehead before leaving your shared bedroom, he managed not to wake you up. Nonetheless, your face appeared calm that morning, with no hint of suffering. "We were going to inform you, my King." Dustin seemed to have read his mind. "Ultimately, the Queen requested our silence so as not to worry you."

Eddie groaned, stroking the area between his eyes with his fingertips. "I sincerely appreciate your devotion to my wife." His voice was kind. "But, please, whatever happens to her, I must know." Dustin nodded as he swallowed. He had wanted to tell Eddie, but you had looked at him with those eyes of yours, pleading with him to preserve your secret, and he had found himself doing so. Eddie squeezed his shoulder with his hand. "Thank you for looking after her while I couldn't." Dustin nodded and grinned. "Is she present in our chambers?" The youngest simply nodded. "Great." His employees turned around, expecting orders. "Please, I trust you all have the ability to complete the plans on your own. Those that demand my presence, I shall postpone." No one dared inform him that he was in charge of numerous responsibilities. "In that case, I trust Max to provide insight into serious matters, and you must follow her decision." Eddie's eyes opened all around him, but he knew Max was an intellectual person, and he had found himself conversing with her about the kingdom on several occasions. "Dustin," he said, oblivious to the other men departing. "I'd like some privacy on the north wing. My wife will be cared for by me. I'll contact them if I need assistance." Dustin nodded swiftly, ready to depart to alert the other staff.

Eddie took a deep breath and moved towards the north wing. He hoped you weren't too unwell, but if you requested for your chores to be cancelled, he realised you were probably quite sick.

He felt his palms sweaty as he approached your bedroom door, and two women standing outside promptly bowed as they spotted their king. Eddie smiled at them, thanking them for looking after his wife and assuring them that he would be the one to look after her. They nodded, bowing once more as they walked away.

Then, Eddie knocked three times on the enormous doors before quietly opening them as soon as he had your permission to enter.

His heart ached as he examined you, sitting on the bed, back supported by numerous pillows, skin shimmering from sweat. "Oh, sweetheart," he said as he took a step closer. "What were you guys going to do?" Inside the room, two maids declared that they had prepared warm water for your bath. "I will be bathing my wife." The maids reddened as they nodded. "I'll also be taking care of her, so your assistance won't be required much today. Nonetheless, I'd like to request a bucket of cold water and a meal for her. Something that won't make her stomach upset." As they closed the door behind them, the maids lowered their heads and smiled quietly.

"Eddie, what exactly are you doing here?"

"In sickness and in health." Was his response as he moved closer to your side of the bed, his hands rapidly encircling and gripping yours. "What happened, my sweetheart?"

"I awoke feeling good." He praised himself for correctly predicting your demeanour before leaving for work. "But as I was getting ready, I felt as if I was going to pass out." Your voice was pretty gruff. "I had to sit down right away." Your face looked worn out, and your hairline was sweaty as he tried to push your hair back.

"Why didn't you send for me, sweetheart?" His puppy eyes were filled with concern as he gazed upon you.

"I knew you were busy." You sighed, attempting to become more comfortable against the bed. "I didn't want you to be concerned or stressed about me."

Eddie chuckled and shook his head as he continued to caress your hair, unconcerned with the perspiration. "I will always worry and stress about you over trivial matters." He clasped your hand again. This time, he brought it closer to his mouth for a kiss. "Because I'm in love with you." Eddie was quick to sweep a tear away with the hand that had been caressing your hair. He laughed. "How does taking a bath sound?"

"Bewitching." The garments stuck to your skin, thereby making you eager to bathe, put on fresh clothing, and ideally sleep on fresh bedding. "I'm feeling filthy." Eddie couldn't help but kiss the tip of your nose as you scrunched it.

"Let's go, then, sweetheart." With a grunt from you, he helped you up from the bed, supporting all of your weight with his body while your legs shook. "Slowly, there's no need to rush." Eddie despised seeing you like this, groaning and feeble. "It's all right, sweetheart. You'll feel a lot better after this." He kissed your forehead and led you to the bathroom.

Eddie put you down on a small chair inside the bathroom, and after making sure you were okay, he moved towards the bath, sinking his hand into the water to make sure it was still warm. Then he returned to where you were seated. "Do you want me to help you undress?" His brows raised in worry, and when you nodded your head and extended your arms, he grinned, pleased with the trust and closeness you two shared. "Can I undress you?" You nodded again, knowing Eddie always guaranteed your approval. "Words, sweetheart."

"Undress me, Eddie." Such remarks would ordinarily thrill him, but not in this scenario.

Eddie slipped your nightie off meticulously and gently, not shocked by your absence of undergarments as was customary. Following that, he grasped your elbows and guided your weight to the bath, ensuring you dipped in without injuring yourself. You groaned as soon as your body was engulfed by warm water, your muscles loosening. "Oh, this feels good." You shut your eyes and allowed Eddie, who was still clutching one of your arms, to pour water over your shoulders and the back of your neck. "It feels so good, Eddie." He kissed your forehead again because he couldn't stop himself. "I'm going to change the bed sheets, okay?" You simply nodded. "I'm going to leave the door open in case you need anything." His hand brushed across the top of your head. "And just to make sure I can see you from there." Another kiss on your brow before he departed for the bedroom, and thank goodness he could see you while changing the sheets and pillows.

After a few minutes, you were dressed in new garments, and your body felt great while resting on fresh sheets. Eddie quickly replaced them on the bed before returning to the bathroom to give you a short wash and dry.

"You feel better now?" Eddie brushed your bottom lip with the spoon, attempting to feed you as much as he could. You nodded your head, opening your mouth. When you informed him you hadn't eaten anything since this morning, he nearly went insane. He had also applied mint to your chest to help you breathe better.

"Thank you." You smiled at him.

"In sickness and in health, sweetheart."

[dalekofchaos]

Full offense intended, but I could never have a friend like you, who slanders my favorite wrestlers on the daily, knowing that are my favorites. That's not a friend to me, friends don't do that to each other. You slander The Elite, Britt Baker, MJF, FTR, Jack Perry, Wheeler Yuta (when you called him "Wheeler Useless"), and now Jon Moxley. Who's next? If you dislike these people so much, then why do you post about them and have gifs and photos of them on your blog? Just don't post about them and ignore, plain and simple. But no, you gotta be an asshole about it, as always, and then play the victim when you get called out.

MJF literally said he is against genocide and Palestinians being killed. He's not using his girlfriend as a shield or being Zionist. And maybe if people stopped spewing antisemitic bullshit about him on the daily and just simply unfollowed/blocked him, instead of looking for something to attack him over, he wouldn't be so defensive all the time or respond the way he does.

And I find it funny how all of sudden you can't stand Max Caster, after you defended that incredibly offensive rap he did, referencing a rape and sexual assault case, saying that it's what heels do and that heels are supposed to be offended. And called anyone who spoke up about it "sensitive marks."

Hypocrisy at its finest. Can't pick and choose who you hold accountable or who gets cancelled and who doesn't. Just stop already, please. It's enough. And if you can't handle it, then maybe wrestling just isn't for you.

Not doing this anymore. It's been 4 years and I've just had enough.

I’ve deleted most of the negative stuff I’ve said about WWE & AEW. I will only focus on the stuff I like in wrestling and won’t say anything negative.

My father has recently passed away and I am still dealing with his passing. I am not in a good mental health space. So it's not worth fighting over.

I was not trying to be misogynistic about it just giving my opinion to the shitty booking of that senile rapist piece of shit, but I recognize some of the posts did take it too far, especially the Caster shit yeah I know that was gross and I am sorry. No wrestler controls their booking so I shouldn’t be on them for that, but I can’t help but feel pissed for my favs being done dirty by shitty booking. I was not trying to be anti-semetic about MJF by calling him a zionist. I called him a Zionist because other wrestling fans have called him out. One Twitter thread in particular shows that MJF came to this Jewish fan’s inbox and asking to be educated and when said person explained all they could, he just left her on read and never responded which did not help matters.

I am not antisemitic in any way, I always raise Jewish voices for Palestine and other important causes. You do not know me, please do not put words in my mouth. Also I have Autism, depression and anxiety, all your accusations do is make me nervous and breakdown. I recognize this doesn't excuse my behavior, but it does explain my lack of a reaction after all this time. I apologize for the negativity I've brought to wrestling, anything I've had to say that went too far, attacking your faves and I apologize for my lack of owning up to it.

and if that is not enough. I won't post about wrestling and I won't even talk about wrestling and just watch it in my own personal space and keep my opinions to myself. And if that STILL isn't enough I will stop sending asks to our mutual friend

Please just leave me alone.

[salvadorbonaparte]

To recap the last two days

4th of December. We know there's some problems with snow in Munich but our travel agency told us it's fine and that the worst that can happen is the entire flight being rerouted to a different city in Germany. We have a 2h taxi transfer to the airport and arrive at 11am. We check in and are told the connecting flight from Munich to Hannover was cancelled but that we can get a later flight the same day. It would be a 6h hour layover but it would be fine. We go through security. The timetable says something like "gate info in 217 mins" and I'm like surely that's a typo. We figure out the scheduled gate where someone tells us the Lufthansa website says the flight is delayed by 20 mins. We check the airport website and it says it's delayed by 3h. There's absolutely no one at the gate. A couple minutes later I refresh the page and the flight status is changed to cancelled. At the same time I get an email with a job rejection. Still no one at the gate. 20 minutes later someone confirms the cancellation and we all have to check out and go through security again and leave the airport then get told to simply call or email the airline and we all have a budget of 150€ for one day per person for a taxi and hotel and food. Which we all have to sort out ourselves. Lufthansa cannot be reached by phone, mail or chat bot because they're completely swamped with complaints. Our travel agency doesn't even know our flight is cancelled. We wait for almost 3h for our travel agency to find a new flight for us - which they couldn't book remotely - and we're told that a hotel is still our responsibility. We're told to find a Lufthansa office which doesn't exist and only by chance figure out where to go. We go inside the airport again at 4pm and physically stand in a queue until 9pm without food or water or the possibility to sit down - even though my mum has a mobility issue - until we can reschedule our flight. There's two people sharing one computer handling every single case. Two people were allowed to cut in line but I was told off for asking a question. Some people had to accept 4am flights through Serbia and one couple was told the only option was to fly to Greece and from there to Munich even though the company was aware the flight would be cancelled again and they'd just get stuck in a second country. We book a hotel afterwards and arrive there at 10pm. We order food online since their kitchen is already closed.

5th of December. We get up at 4am and are back at the airport at 6am. We're wearing the same clothes since we only packed for a week and have no clean shirts or underwear or anything. We drink a bad coffee, buy a croissant and board an airplane to London at 8:35am with half an hour delay. I have a middle seat. The business class is half empty with several people taking a whole row to stretch out and sleep while we know there's still other people stuck in Cyprus who were told this flight was full. The flight is 5h long. My mum has a high risk of thrombosis and no access to medication. We get a single bottle of water and a flapjack. At some point I try to go to the bathroom and am told to quickly go back to my seat and fasten my seat belt because we're about to experience heavy turbulence. A stewardess walks through the aisles saying the same. I panic. Absolutely nothing happens. Zero turbulence. By the time we're allowed to stand up again there's 6 people in the bathroom queue before me and I'm told I'm not allowed to stand in the aisle and have to wait at my seat. By the time I sit down other people have already joined the queue again. At some point the purser in the business class takes pity on me and I'm allowed to use the business class bathroom. We fly two time zones West and arrive at 11am (mentally 1pm) starving and with aching legs. We have to go through security again and have to throw away our water. My mum gets randomly selected for a security check. The airport is busier than I've ever seen it and I've been at Heathrow multiple times each year when I studied in England. People are inconsiderate and even aggressive. We eat a sandwich and try to buy some painkillers. Our layover is another 5h. An hour before our flight I suddenly get a panic attack that gives me muscle spasms and I just about manage to board the plane. By the time we board I have to pee really badly because I downed an entire bottle of coconut water to get my blood circulation back up after the panic attack. We have a half hour delay because there's unfinished paperwork. Another middle seat. I get up to go to the bathroom as soon as we reached cruising height and use the bathroom at the front of the airplane because they didn't close the business class curtains and I know they sometimes don't bother on this short flight. When I come back the curtains are drawn and I'm told off for crossing the curtains. We land at just after 7pm German time because of the delay in the third time zone of the day. We arrive home at 8pm.

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

By: Suella Braverman

Published: Mar 4, 2023

There has been understandable alarm throughout the country about recent events at Kettlethorpe High School in Wakefield. I share it. West Yorkshire police recorded a non-crime hate incident after a boy dropped a copy of the Quran, which appeared to have been scuffed. The mother of the boy has said he is autistic. Appallingly, he has received death threats and there has been considerable unrest.

I have already indicated my deep concern about this case and the way it has been handled, but it raises a number of broader issues.

The education sector and police have a duty to prioritise the physical safety of children over the hurt feelings of adults. Schools answer to pupils and parents. They do not have to answer to self-appointed community activists. I will work with the Department for Education to issue new guidance spelling this out.

Instead, a disturbing video showed a meeting — which looked more like a sharia law trial, inappropriately held at a mosque instead of a neutral setting, whereby the mother of one boy was made to account for his behaviour in front of an all-male crowd.

We do not have blasphemy laws in Great Britain, and must not be complicit in the attempts to impose them on this country. There is no right not to be offended. There is no legal obligation to be reverent towards any religion. The lodestar of our democracy is freedom of speech. Nobody can demand respect for their belief system, even if it is a religion. People are legally entitled to reject — and to leave — any religion. There is no apostasy law in this country. The act of accusing someone of apostasy or blasphemy is effectively inciting violence upon that person.

Everyone who lives here has to accept this country’s pluralism and freedom of speech and belief. One person’s freedom to, for example, convert from Islam to Christianity is the same freedom that allows a Muslim to say that Jesus was a prophet but not God Incarnate.

This freedom is absolute. It doesn’t vary case by case. It can’t be disapplied at a local level. And no one living in this country can legitimately claim that this doesn’t apply to them because they belong to a different tradition.

All of this is typically understood. If I told a socialist they should politely endorse my sincerely held conservative beliefs, he or she would laugh in my face — and rightly so. Roman Catholics readily understand that people are going to criticise the Pope or mock the concept of transubstantiation.

Yet things are going in the wrong direction. We see that in the monstrous way that JK Rowling and others have been treated for daring to challenge radical gender ideology. And there is a particular issue with attitudes towards Islam.

The overwhelming majority of Muslims are tolerant, peaceful and embrace our values. But some Muslims and non-Muslims alike — as well as Islamist extremists — believe that Islam should enjoy a special status, protected from disrespect.

There is a long, ignoble history of that, which goes back at least as far as the furore over The Satanic Verses. It is rooted in a view — actually a bigoted one — that Muslims are uniquely incapable of controlling themselves if they feel provoked. And it has excused agitators using fear to force people to bend to their demands.

In June last year, a cinema chain cancelled all UK screenings of The Lady of Heaven after threatening behaviour by groups of Muslim men outside cinemas. A teacher from Batley who showed his students a Charlie Hebdo cartoon of Muhammad is still living in hiding, following angry protests outside the school and online threats from local community leaders.

The way to ensure community cohesion and peace is not to cave into bullies, nor to demand that people aren’t “unnecessarily offensive”. The right approach is to defend our pluralist, free society very robustly indeed.

I am not happy with the way non-crime hate incidents are recorded and I will soon be announcing new guidance for police.

Timidity does not make us safer; it weakens us. A fear of being seen as “Islamophobic” led to the grooming gangs scandal. It led the Prevent counterterrorism programme to fail to recognise the scale of the threat of Islamist extremism, to deny the individual culpability of extremists, and actively to co-operate with extremist groups. It fails to protect people from the mob.

Enough. It is high time for leaders — real leaders, not self-appointed hot-heads — to stand up for our free society. It is this country’s sacred promise to everyone who lives here, whatever their background. Every organisation that answers to me as home secretary will be in no doubt of where I stand.

Suella Braverman is home secretary

[ Via: https://archive.ph/FuCXE ]

[waveridden]

i would love for you to give deets on why you disliked those books. i love salt

yessss i love complaining. putting this under a cut because it's long, however i'll say up top that if you found this post because you tumblr searched a book you like... maybe skip this one! because i didn't like these books!

the ballad of songbirds and snakes, if you haven't heard of it, is the hunger games prequel about president snow when he was young and hot. i dislike it on principle but when we did our hunger games book club i decided i was going to give it my best and most open-minded shot that i could handle giving it.

my main problem is actually that i extremely dislike the politics and the worldbuilding implications for the rest of the series. the timeline becomes incredibly fucked. the thematic implications don't make sense. it is so bloated, and so long, with so many names and characters and so relatively few interesting things happening.

also: the hunger games capitol is in denver. the original hunger games were in an old sports arena that was also used for concerts and events sometimes. it is described as having a massive goalpost that is tall and two-pronged. that's right. it's the denver broncos stadium. (the american football team.) once you know that the hunger games were in the denver broncos stadium, it kind of takes a lot of the suspense out.

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the bromance book club is a highly-recommended romance novel. the basic premise is: a professional baseball player and his wife are on the brink of divorce after he discovers that she has never had an orgasm with him. in order to save his marriage (and learn to satisfy his wife) he joins a top secret book club of Alpha Men who secretly read romance novels to learn about what women like.

i actually thought the premise was cute but where it fell apart is that i HATED the main character. his wife was literally correct 100% of the time and should've left him. it was just unfunny and weird and bad.

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identitti is a contemporary drama (translated from german) about a german-indian graduate student who discovers that her beloved german-indian advisor is, in fact, a white woman who has been lying about being indian. the book categorically refuses to cast judgment on her - the protagonist feels betrayed, but the advisor just keeps saying over and over that it's actually fine and identity is fluid, but never actually makes a good argument.

aside from the very strong personal reaction i have to this book (i.e. that the advisor was Wrong and that it was weird for this (german-indian) author to present this case) the biggest problem i have is that it used a real life mass shooting to prove a point. there was a hate crime in hanau, germany, that becomes a plot point in the book, but it revolves around people connecting that shooting to the fictional advisor, and i just think that's shitty, actually!

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small game is the debut novel by blair braverman who is a survivalist and who raises sled dogs which rules. it is about a survivalist who goes onto a survivalist reality show, only for all the cameras to vanish halfway through, leaving the contestants to wonder: did something happen? have they been forgotten? is this all just a part of the show? or is something more sinister going on?

let me spoil the answer for you: the network lost funding, canceled the show, and something went wrong that meant that the contestants were never picked up. now you do not have to slog through ~150 pages of the contestants having that exact debate, weird gross survivalism, incredibly strange and upsetting animal and human deaths, and a really bizarre dubcon-y love story.

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singer distance has a premise that i really loved: earth begins getting messages from mars that people realize are actually mathematical communications. after a certain point the math becomes too advanced; enter crystal, a genius mathematician who figures out the solution... and then disappears.

this book is not about crystal. it is about her college boyfriend, who feels inadequate to her and feels bad about it. after she goes missing he spends years pining after for her. eventually it is revealed that the two of them had a kid together and the kid finds him and they search for her together. i was really hoping for a fun and interesting scifi alternate history type thing and instead it was just a book about a sad boring man

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cover is an indie comic miniseries about a comic book artist who is drafted into international espionage. the art was really nice but i haven't read bendis comics in years and i forgot how far up his own ass he gets, especially when it comes to how many words per page he writes. and this was especially navel-gazey, just talking constantly (constantly) (CONSTANTLY) about The Art Of Comics and how good it is. there also wasn't enough espionage.

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how to give up plastic & how to save the world for free are two different and unrelated books that fall into a category i'm trying to read more of, i.e. the practical environmentally-friendly guide. these books had the same problem: the advice was fucking stupid! how to give up plastic said that if companies send you unnecessary plastic packaging, you should ship it back to them to make a statement (what!!!!!!) and every idea in how to save the world for free cost money.

i think my biggest problem with books like these is that most of the advice is for 1) homeowners, because so much of the advice tends to be like "compost in your yard" or "install solar panels," and 2) people who have never considered buying reusable bags or water bottles. i am trying to find something with advice that is practical and cheap (the climate diet is the closest i've gotten, some of it is ridiculous but some of it is genuinely applicable) but these books just gave stupid fucking advice

[sburbian-sage]

Hey There, DurationPrince Here again... Hopefully not for the final time.

So last time you told me that there's a possibility that the player ID of mine was changed due to me Halting the [Infinite Rage]. So we did some digging and sure enough, that was the case. I had the Waste of Rage's ID, and he had mine. Thankfully it didn't cause any Freaky Friday sort of thing between us, but it did cause both of us to be not feeling like ourselves. And at the time we didn't know any way to fix that (First Session, Remember?). So I panicked, thought that now our plan is completely null and void if both me and the waste of rage are stuck like this, not feeling right at all. Combine that with all the weird timeline thing that I mentioned and something within me couldn't handle it anymore... I entered an Berserk Trigger.

You Know That One Episode of Steven Universe Future Where Steven Accidently Encloses him and all his friends in a giant bubble so that they wouldn't leave him? Yeah so that what happened to me, except I'm all alone. In A Red Bubble that is devoid of any sense of time. I guess so I wouldn't have to deal with all the time bullshit that happened because of my [Infinite Rage] Cancelation.

And I'm still in it right now. I don't know how much time it's been for me or the people outside. But I can't get rid of it, even with my powers.

Thankfully I still can write and read your blogs despite not having time around me, and found out about the fix for the player ID of removing and putting back up the sprite pendant. but it didn't work either. I guess it's either because of me being stuck in a timeless bubble, The Waste of Rage probably having my ID and therefore I can't or Both.

So I'm now stuck here, still with a misplaced player ID with only two options: Either I Kill This Body with my Swordkind and hope that will both cancel this bubble and have enough time for someone to kiss me so I will go to my Dreamself... or somehow manage to cancel this bubble.

So should I do the first thing or the second? and if it's the second then how?

P.S: My whispering still keeps talking to me and it annoys the hell out of me.

I hate to be the one to break this to you, but the "seppuku and have someone revive the dreamself" option is not an option. Not because I'm opposed to it, I'm almost certain your (temporary) death would disable the ability, and if your players have someone positioned near the body (which they will if they're smart) they're in position to corpsesmooch it. The complication here is that the game disables suicide. Some Carapacians with a keyboard are going to yell at you for trying it and you won't be able to do it. You might starve to death in there, or suffocate if it doesn't let in air, but you will be able to do nothing by your hand (and setting off a bomb counts as "by your hand", in case you try to act smart).

As for the second option, this is a Berserk Trigger for a Prince of Time, so I doubt this is a "will last forever" type ability. If you're experiencing no sense of time, I think I might know what's going on. Time Players intuitively can tell the passage of time, so you either exist outside of time, or the bubble stops all time within it. Check your computer's clock. If it reads something like "--:--:-- XM", you exist outside of time, it it's an actual clock and the seconds aren't passing by (so maybe "1:35:27 PM" and it's stuck like that), you're in stopped time.

If I might be even bolder, I imagine this "bubble" is an extension of your own abilities. You make processes happen faster, but not in an overtly supernatural fashion, things just "finish up" quicker because the extraneous events that "stall it out" are removed. Well I'm afraid that it is now overtly supernatural in nature. If you can't contact your players, I imagine it's because this bubble only exists for a second or two, while you're experiencing the "actual time" that's been truncated for everyone else. As for why it's trapping you here... You said you were tired of dealing with the Time Bullshit that happened when you cancelled [Infinite Rage], so it's possible that this manifestation of your powers was in response to extreme emotional turmoil, and it attempting to "resolve" the stress you've been feeling. I imagine a psy-buff exists that could have solved this, and in fact might actually be a lot better by "fast-forwarding" through your hang-ups so you arrive instantly at the mental state you need, but you Berserk Triggered, so here you are.

So if you want to get out of the Time Bubble, there are a few psychological exercises and points you might want to go over with yourself. Think of this Time Bubble as an egg, and you will emerge like a phoenix.

How can I feel like myself? Ignore game mechanics, reinforce what makes you you.

Those timelines where I died (or it feels like I died in them), what do they mean and what do I do? If you think they're a danger because a Berserk Triggered Waste of Rage might hijack the time machine and travel backwards, erase the timelines. If you think they're lands of corpses cluttering up the timestream, erase the timelines. If they're of no consequence, erase them from your mind. Don't let them be a distraction in any case, resolve what to do with them.

You can think of how to solve the Player ID issue, but no matter what plan of action you come up with, you have to steel in your mind the will to get it over with, even if it means "ignoring it until relevant".

I have a *really good feeling* about this line of advice. You have all the time in the world, so feel free to give these issues as much mind as you want. Just make sure you don't dither with them. Action is needed.

[cookingforsatoru]

Mitsuya Takashi x F!reader

Warnings: Angst ? financial problems, kinda not angst, it turned out to be slightly funny

summary; Mitsuya and her Wife dreamt of having a child and being successful in their business. Not knowing Takashi has some secrets to hide from her wife that made the company lose money. it even made their relationship in a worst-case scenario.

inspo; second chance - filipino movie

"so Mr. and Mrs. Mitsuya, this is an interview and we're gonna ask questions about what happened to you both for the past 6 years of marriage, okay?"

"Sure"

-6 years earlier-

"I always knew you'd be the one for me, yn. through my ups and downs, you're the one who's there for me baby. I can't imagine doing anything without your support and love. I always think of you as my wife nowadays. I want to make it true, princess."

as he touched your cheeks softly he slowly bend down on his one knee

" I'm asking this with no pressure, love. will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

as tears went down your cheeks, you know what you want to answer to that question.

"yes, love!" chuckled and sniffed as you said

your heart is too happy you cried for more than a minute.

―――――――――――――――

after the marriage, it's already been 6 years

you and Takashi are handling a business of your own. it's about sewing of course.

you were the designer and he's the tailor.

but since you just had a miscarriage he wants you to just rest, he was so busy. he just leave you at home with nothing to do.

he didn't get to tell you his problems, he started to be so irritated all the time you cant even talk to him properly.

as days passed, you didn't know how to keep yourself busy, and its sunday so why not check on your husband in his office? i mean its not going to be a long ride, just maybe 10minutes far from your house soo...

―――――――――――――――

"Good Afternoon, Ma'am Y/n! It's nice to see you back!"

the guard greeted you with a big smile, the staff in your office surely missed you since you've been gone for months.

"Good Afternoon, too"

you went inside and looked for takashi, you saw him talking to his phone in his office room, so you went in.

"hey, Love! I bought Lunch!"

he hangs up and looked really irritated...

"wtf yn, what are you doing here?"

"visiting you and our office... what else?"

"i told you to stay at home, didn't I?"

"yeah but it's so boring there, what's wrong? i just visited"

"yeah, go home now. don't want you here. you'll get tired"

"what?"

"go home."

―――――――――――――――

after what happened you always overthink about why did he asked you to leave?

i mean everytime you ask him 'how's his work?' he always says 'good' or it's fine but really he looks so problematic. as his wife you want to help but he don't open to you anymore.

so he has this trip to another town so you decided to do a little visit the office...

―――――――――――――――

you went to the office and first thing is ask the financier hows the money?

"um ma'am we're very low on budget. sir told me to not tell you this but we're really bankrupt. he accepts all projects and does not finnish it so the clients/customers cancel their appointments. but sir is really trying hard. and almost half of our staff's are resigning because we have no money to pay them anymore and plus we have so many debts. it's almost 3million."

...

what?

―――――――――――――――

you left cause how come your husband didn't told you any of this?

this is fucked up.

really. he isn't the takashi you used to know.

you were heartbroken but tried to understand him cause you know he needs you, to calm yourself down you went shopping.

you bought a lot! it made you happy, really! new plates new cups, new home decorations, etc etc.

he came home very late, then saw the new things you bought.

"yn?"

"oh takashi, hey"

"why tf did you shop? where'd you get the money?"

"uh i have my own money, why?"

"you just waisted tons of money, yn"

"what's your problem? you've been acting so strange lately"

he looked really mad, then threw the new plates on the floor

"WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM TAKASHI?"

"STOP WAISTING MONEY! YOU LOOK LIKE YOU'RE NOT CONTENTED IN THE LIFE I'M GIVING YOU, WHAT? YOU DON'T WANT TO BE IN THIS RELATIONSHIP ANYMORE?"

"WHAT ARE YOU SAYING? WHERE DID THAT CAME FROM???"

"YOU'RE SO FUCKING SELFISH"

"YOUR PROBLEM IS THE NEW PLATES? IS THAT WHY YOU'RE HATING ME RIGHT NOW? THEN LET'S THROW THE FUCKIN' PLATES, TAKASHI"

you threw the plates and the cups and all the things near you on the floor.

"ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?! YOU FUCKIN' HAPPY NOW MITSUYA?"

he gave you nothing but a silent treatment.

―――――――――――――――

after the fight you went to your friend's house, emma sano.

emma really comforted you. after a few weeks you went to your house again...

found nothin' but a girl in bed

girl?

his ex?

but where's takashi?

......

the girl woke up then saw you, and cover her top since she was naked.

"oh- are you his girlfriend"

you were about to cry but really you didn't. you're a badbitch.

"wife. his wife, bitch"

"..."

"get tf out of my fuckin' house, whore"

you tried to control your temper.

she left the house.

but still figuring out where tf is takashi

he deff cheated...

―――――――――――――――

you fixed the house again.

waited for him to come home.

and remembered his vows he gave you

"With this hand I will lift your sorrows. Your cup will never empty, for I will be your wine. With this candle, I will light your way in darkness. With this ring, I ask you to be mine".

it actually hurts seeing your relationship like this. it sucks

he used to be so sweet. what happened? you really missed him.

you cried praying, hoping he'll come back.

the man who promised you you'd have kids, that you'd wake up everyday with a smile and by his side, the man who promised to never treat you bad, to never cheat, to be there when you need him

the man who is very careful with his words, very responsible with his words. the man who will keep his promises.

nevertheless, he's like that you still love him, you're just really hurt.

-------------------------------- 5 years--------------------------------

"Yah! Takashi can you carry your daughter! I'm still doing my makeup"

"sorry babe, I was cooking but sure"

10 mins... at the interview

"so it's been 5 years already, Mr. & Mrs. Mitsuya"

"yeah, time flies so fast"

"How are you guys? well you two seem pretty happy today"

"well of course, we'd get to share our journey with some people. first, we had financial problems, cheating problems, trusting problems, all that we almost got out divorced. but as for me, as the wife. of course, I love to spend my life with my husband though I was hurt. I'd still love to understand him, I wanted to know the reason why he cheated, wanted to know the reason why he didn't trust me? cause I know myself takashi isn't like that so I knew that there was something wrong. I talked to him the night he cheated. he ranted for the first time in our 6 years."

"as the husband who did all that, I figured my wife's the most understanding woman I've ever met. though I wasn't ready to break up I knew she'd break up with me. but didn't. she fixed all my problems, she was there for me. always."

"so I guess everybody deserves a second chance? Based on your experience Mr. & Mrs. Mitsuya"

"no, but if you still see that the person is trying and see them struggling to get you back, try to understand them, even if they cheated on you once, twice, or more than. we should forgive them cause we're not the ones who will punish them for their sins, God will. especially when God knows that you did nothing wrong, figured that prayers work." -Mitsuya, Takashi

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[stacywaters]

The Concert {SUGA} pt. 1

I gaped at the large venue. This is where BTS will be having their concert?

A few weeks ago, me and my friend Stacy had somehow managed to get our hands on two BTS tickets. We woke up super early to get them, but hey, here we are! About to see our idols.

"Oh wow... This is amazing! I can't believe we're seeing them in person!!" Stacy said.

"I know.. I wish I didn't feel so tired though. I have this aching feeling in my chest."

"Me too, isn't that what happens when you're near your soulmate? DO YOU THINK-"

"No no no, my heart can't handle even the idea of that," I laugh, "It's probably just allergies. C'mon, let's go find our seats!"

We got to our seats and chatted until the lights dimmed, signaling the concert would be starting soon. The preview video began playing on the screen. Cheers cried out all around us, almost making me forget the aching feeling. Almost. It had become worse, was I really meeting my soulmate? I just want to enjoy the concert, I can't handle trying to find them in the crowd.

"Wait, don't soulmates normally switch-" I was interrupted by music booming from the speakers.

Suddenly, BTS walked out onto the stage. They wave before the first verse, fans screaming all around us. I watched them through my phone screen as they danced to Fake Love. After a few more songs, they leave to change outfits and touch up their makeup. Right as they're about to go behind the stage, Suga turns around to get one last glimpse of the audience, and making eye contact with me in the process. And everything goes dark.

——————

I wake up in a chair in front of the mirror. Rubbing my eyes and adjusting to the bright lighting, I catch sight of my reflection.

"No.., no no no. What? How..." I mutter.

"Yoongi-hyung! Check out this jacket they gave me! It's so sparkly" V calls out to me while giving a slight twirl.

"I... I'm, uh" I try to say.

"Hey um, I don't want to interrupt but I, I switched and uh, I'm not Jimin?" Not Jimin says beside me.

"No way! He switched? Are you jealous Yoongi-hyung? You've been waiting to meet your soulmate for so long now~" V snickers.

"I'm not him either" I blurt out.

"Of course you aren't Jimin" V laughs.

"No, I mean I switched too. My name is Y/N"

"OMG! Y/N?! It's me! Stacy!"

I jump up and hug her, still feeling dazed from the sudden switch.

"I can't believe we both switched at the same time!"

"I know! And this works out so well! Suga being your bias and Jimin being mine" She giggles.

"Um, why are Yoongi-hyung and Jimin hugging?" RM asks, walking into the room.

"It's not them! It's Stacy and Y/N, was it?" We nod in response before V continues, "They both switched with their soulmates at the same time. Crazy, huh?"

"Wait, but what are we supposed to do about the concert?" Stacy/Jimin asks.

We're interrupted by a phone buzzing on the table. I pick it up and recognize my own phone number.

"H-hi? Is this my soulmate? Or me... this is so weird" I hear my own voice tell me.

"yeah... I guess we're soulmates" I try to sound nonchalant.

"You don't sound very excited for someone who just got switched with her bias" he teases, "I can see your phone background, you know. Plus you're at our concert."

I mentally facepalm.

"So, about the concert," he starts.

"How long is the effect supposed to last for?" I ask.

"For me it was about an hour" RM says. I turn the phone to speakerphone so Suga can hear.

"Well, I can't exactly dance... or rap" I mumble in embarrassment.

"Didn't the staff prepare a plan in case this happened?" Suga asks.

We talk out the details together and with the staff. The concert can't be cancelled, since people payed a lot to be here. We also can't let five members go out without the rest of us. They decided to move the solo performances up and keep both me and Stacy backstage until we switch back.

While they performed, me and Stacy were too excited to watch, even though that was what we came here to do. We talked about how surprised we were and what we were going to do, plans of getting Korean lessons, worries, etc. Before we knew it, the aching came back and we switched.

Here we were again in the crowd, watching as they finished up the last solo performance. When Jimin and Suga finally came out, they had the biggest smiles on their faces. And so did we.

[thatgirlstrawberry]

Prompts :)

Hellooooooo! Here’s a list of prompts in case you’d like to request but you don’t know what! OR if you’re a writer as well and you need some inspiration!

I will be adding more all the time

I want him to look at me like this—

ANYWAY HERE YOU GOOOOOO

Dialogue prompts

Fluff

1 - "Just give me your damn hand."

2 - "Why is it that I know everything about you?"

3 - "You did not just eat the last dorito."

4 - "I really like playing with your hair!"

5 - "How many laws did we just break?"

6 - "I don't give piggyback rides to just anyone."

7 - "Stay behind me."

8 - "Don't move! You're gonna break it!"

9 - "Hey! No double dipping!"

10 - "Just kiss me already!"

11 - "If we get caught kissing, we're dead."

12 - "I just cant see myself ever living without you."

13 - ""I've never felt this way before, and truthfully it scares me. But, the idea of never trying scares me even more."

14 - "Is that my shirt?" "You mean our shirt?"

15 - "No matter how much time we've spent apart, I never stopped loving you."

16 - "I can braid your hair for you- I mean, only if you want."

17 - "Don't go on that date." "Why?" "You know why." "Say it."

18 - "What are you doing here?" "I wanted to see if you were okay."

19 - “You couldn’t handle me even if i came with instructions.”

20 - “Next problem… we might die."

21 - "...Did you just sniff me?"

22 - "You're bleeding." "No shit."

23 - "Close your eyes and hold out your hand."

24 - "Where are we going?" "It's a surprise." "I hope the surprise involves food."

25 - "I can't stand you!" "Then sit down."

26 - “I am nothing if not consistent.” “Yeah, a consistent pain in my ass.”

27 - "What happened to your hand?" "I hit my hand on something." "On what?" "Your ex's face."

28 - "I heard that!" "You were supposed to!"

29 - "I've been thinking-" "Uh-oh"

30 - “For the most part, I am, in fact, an idiot. But I fully admit to it, which should count for something.”

31 - "Why are you creeping outside my bedroom window?!" "I thought it would be romantic if I climbed up here." "You gave me a heart-attack!"

32 - "I hate that I let you convince me to do this"

33 - "You said you wouldn't fall in love with me." "I lied."

34 - "Let me take care of things for once, alright?"

35 - “Are you flirting with me?”

36 - “if you cry, i’ll cry ─ and that won’t be fun for anyone.”

37 - “you cancelled plans for me?”

38 - “my lipgloss is all over your lips.”

39 - “you ramble and it’s adorable.”

40 - “nothing else matters except for you.”

41 - “You’re such an idiot. my idiot but still.”

42 - “that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”

43 - “have you ever thought about how much worse our lives would be without each other?”

44 - "my mom would hate you."

45 - "All I've ever wanted was a place to belong. Somewhere I could call home. And you gave me that. Because you are my home."

46 - “Are you… jealous?”

47 - “‘Cause you’re pretty, and you’re smart and you’re... ignoring me, so you’re obviously my type.”

48 - “Could you say that again?” “Were you not listening?” “No I was, I just like hearing your voice.”

49 - “You look...“ “Ridiculous? Stupid? Out of place?” “Beautiful.”

50 - “Alright— where’s the idiot?” “Uh... I’m here.” “Surprisingly enough, I’m not talking about you this time.”

51 - "Sleep over? Please?"

52 - "I don't... I've never... been in a relationship before and I'm going to make mistakes... I just need you to tell me. I need you to talk to me."

53 - "I apologise sincerely if my beautiful/handsome face has kept you up all night."

54 - "Home stopped being a place when you entered my life."

55 - "This movie is really scary, but you're into it so I'm trying not to cover my face the whole time- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT!?"

56 - "You're making it weird, stop making it weird."

57 - "What did you break this time?"

58 - “Okay, well if you’re leaving me for the day then the least you can do is give me a hug before you go.” “I’ll do you one better and give you a hug and a few kisses.” 

59 - “And I thought you were whiney when you weren’t sick!”

60 - “You’ll either take this medicine or I’ll lock you in your room until you’re better.”

Angst/Emotional

61 - “And that makes it okay?”

62 - “We’re you trying to destroy us?”

63 - “When did you stop loving me?”

64 - I’m tired of you telling me that everything’s going to be okay

65 - "Wake up. You have to wake up. Please. For me."

66 - "Forget it. Just like you forget everything else."

67 - "Whats the point in trying if only one of us is willing to?"

68 - “Don’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “Like you still love me.”

69 - “You weren’t there...why weren’t you there? I needed you! I needed you! And you weren't there!”

70 - “All I wanted was a happy ending.”

71 - "You said you wouldn't leave, and then you did."

72 - "This is the third time you've broken a promise to me, I'm starting to think you are doing it on purpose."

73 - "Whatever you do, do not close your eyes."

74 - "For once in your life, do what you want! Be selfish!"

75 - “I would give up everything for the chance to hear your laugh again. To see you smile. To see you happy."

76 - "I always said I'd die for you." "I didn't think you meant literally."

78 - “You would risk letting all those people die for one person? Why?” “Because it’s not just one person…it’s you.”

79 - "I know you're tired, but you have to stay awake."

80 - "Shh, shh. It's all right-I got you. I got you. Don't fight it, just sleep. There you go. Just sleep now,"

81 - “It’s not like I wanted it to happen!”

82 - "I... I really gotta go-"

83 - "Go. Away. Do something right at least once!"

84 - "You forgot me again." "I could never forget you-" "Yeah, but you did."

85 - “Fine! Get yourself killed! See if I care!”

86 - “I said fuck off!”

87 - "You really wanna fo this now!? In front of them!?"

88 - "Baby, we don't stand a chance. It's sad but it's true."

89 - "They'll never love you like I can."

90 - "I always thought you would try everything before you gave up on us but I guess I was wrong."

91 - "You’ve changed, you’re not the person I fell in love with, you are not a person I can love."

92 - "You didn’t say goodbye, you left a fucking note and thought ‘this will be good enough.’"

93 - "I thought we were in love,  turns out I was just fucking delusional." 

94 - "You knew it would hurt me and you still did it."

95 - "I know what I said, I was fucking lying."

96 - "I hate playing these games with you."

97 - "Be very careful with what you say next."

98 - "I’m really sick of your glass-half-empty attitude-" "Well, I'm sick of you."

99 - "We’re finally getting somewhere and you want to stop?"

100 - "I open up to you and you shut me out." "Because I can't handle your incessant whining!"

Scenario prompts

Fluff

101 - Looking around for the shirt they left at their house; only to find it in a drawer with other clothes and items they've left.

102 - Realizing they were holding hands the entire time the moment they had to let go. (after getting scared, nervous, frightened, etc.)

103 - A game of 20 questions that ends with "Can I kiss you?"

104 - Walking together and it starts to rain, so they grab your hand and you start running until you can find somewhere to escape getting wet.

105 - As they begin to fall asleep, they feel a gentle kiss pressed to their temple and a blanket draped over them.

106 - Getting stuck at the top of the Ferris Wheel.

107 - Holding hands underneath the table.

108 - Her/him teaching her/him  to ice skate/roller skate.

109 - They refuse to leave so they pick you up and throw them over their shoulder.

110 - Shielding the other with their body to save/protect them.

111 - Get locked in somewhere together.

112 - Fall asleep in same bed, on opposite sides, wake up in each others arms.

113 - Pillow talk

114 - Watching a sad movie and they hear their s/o sniffling. They grab s/o's hand for comfort.

115 - They find a love note in s/o's drawer addresses to them

116 - Valentines day

117 - she catches him staring at her, with the most longing look she's ever seen

118 - it's her birthday and S/o has a huge surprise for her

119 - S/o drags her to a party and makes it known that she is his.

120 - She and her boyfriend babysit her little sister

121 - Christmas eve/day

122 - taking a photo of the smiling or in their element

123 - small kisses littered across the other’s face

124 - tracing one person’s lips with a finger before tilting their chin up for a kiss

125 - kissing in a stairwell, giving them an artificial height equality

126 - avoiding each other at all cost, yet somehow ending up together and kissing

127 - she bites him playfully and he looks like the most betrayed person in the world

128 - She pulls him over to her by his belt loop

129 - kisses in which, they've already said goodbye but can't help stealing another one

130 - tending to their lover's wound, placing a kiss on top of their head, grateful they're still alive

131 - the minutes after they had a huge fight and made up

132 - holding hands while sleeping

133 - when they haven’t seen each other for a while and all this time they’ve been trying to stay strong, but when they reunite, they crash into each other’s arms, and completely breakdown

134 - when a character is falling in love, and their love interest is making them smile, and they’re flustered, blushing, in such a happy state of mind that they look to the ground, trying to hide their burning red cheeks 

135 -  tracing a finger across their lover's scar

136 - kissing their lover when they ask why they've been avoiding them, not realizing it's because they're jealous that they've been hanging out with another potential love interest

137 - solid eye-contact, then *gaze drops to lips*

138 -  tying their lover's tie

139 - agreeing to sleep in separate beds but ending up sneaking into each other's to snuggle

140 - After a rough fight, she tends to his wounds

Dialogue [this is all over the place and I'll fix it later so sorry!]

Smut prompts

141 - “ten? i only need five.”

142 - “that was the prettiest sound i’ve ever heard.”

143 - “are you doing that on purpose?”

144 - “keep quiet or someone’ll hear.”

145 - "now this is something that your dad would kill me for."

146 - “lipstick’s a good look on you.”

147 - “this isn’t what i had in mind when i yelled fuck you.”

148 - “i thought your laugh was the prettiest sound in the world. i was wrong, it's your moans.”

149 - "right now? They're in the next room!"

150 - "Why don't you prove to me that your mouth can do more than talk shit."

151 - "is this your first time?"

152 - “as beautiful as you look, all i want to do is rip that dress off right now.”

153 - “Forget the bed… let’s do it right here.”

154 - “If we get caught, I’m blaming you”

155 - "You saw me naked!”

156 - “Can you guys just fuck already?” ~ third party

157 - “don’t worry i’ll take care of you”

158 - “i don’t feel like sleeping”

159 - “why don’t we move this to the bed”

160 - “this feels dirty” “that's because it is”

Fluff

161 - "what do you think our kids would be like?"

162 - "I can't breathe without you so don't go."

163 - "kiss me like you love me."

164 - "bite me... ow!" "What? You told me to!"

165 - "I want to marry you someday."

166 - "Why do we always end up in bed after we kiss?"

167 - "we can do whatever you want just as long as it's together."

168 - "Stop trying to eat the food before its done!"

169 - "Are you flirting with me?" "... you notice now after three years?"

170 - "You're so dumb" *loving/pining look*

171 - "I will never not love you."

172 - "You don't even have to love me back. I just want you to know that i think about you every second of every day because I love you."

173 - "that look won't work this time!" "*gives them the look*" "shit."

174 - “would it be weird if i kissed you? be honest.”   “honestly? yes. do i care? no.”

175 - “just to clarify: me holding your hand doesn’t, like, mean anything, by the way. not in that way, at least. unless you want it to mean something. i don’t mind. that’s cool.”

176 - "I'm scared." "Me too but that doesn't mean I'll run away. Unless you wanna run- do you wanna run?" "RUN!"

177 - "Let me help."

178 - "Please don't look at me like that. I'll never leave this house."

179 - "did you just wink at me?" "w-what? N-no! A bug flew in my eye!" "Yeah sure."

180 - "wherever you go, I'm there. Just say the word."

More scenarios!!

181 - not liking any of the other’s previous partners and finally admitting the reason is because they were jealous or being accused of being jealous

182 - dreaming about the friend in a romantic way

183 - neither of the two caring much for valentine’s day, but being dragged out for a double date with friends

[friskynotebook]

All the Wasted Time Ch. 1

An Obidala GFFA AU slow-burn romance ❤️

CW: age gap

Summary: Padme needs an escort for a Senate function. Anakin has an idea.

After what feels like a million years of writing and planning, here is my first Obidala multi chapter story! I hope you enjoy ❤️

The title comes from the song "All the Wasted Time" from Jason Robert Brown's brilliant musical Parade. You can listen to the song on the original Broadway cast recording here.

Also on AO3!

“Ani, please?”

“I told you, I can’t!”

Padme and Anakin swept through the Senate halls, escaping the stuffy conference room in the Langston senator’s chambers. They’d been trapped in there for what had to have been hours going through a single paragraph in a new piece of legislation that apparently required both of their presence—though Padme noticed Anakin barely said a word and had to keep pinching himself awake.

“Every time I go to one of these receptions, the off-worlders always hit on me and I’d really rather they didn’t.”

“And I’d love to help you with that but if I cancel on Dorme again, she’ll kill me,” Anakin replied. “Especially if I’m on-planet. She’s scary when she’s mad.”

“We trained her well,” Padme teased. “But that still leaves me dateless.”

“Ask the Chancellor—you can’t get a better date than that.”

She gave Anakin a look. “I’m not asking Mon to be my escort . . . Plus she’s already bringing someone.”

Anakin paused, eyebrows raised. “Oh? Who?”

Padme rolled her eyes. “I swear, you’re a bigger gossip than Obi-Wan.” She bumped his arm and continued walking. “Carlist Rieekan.”

His eyebrows shot even higher. “General Rieekan? From the royal house of Organa? That’s an interesting pairing.” He rubbed his chin in a very Obi-Wan-esque manner.

“Apparently Bail introduced them at a function on Alderaan last month and they hit it off. I didn’t expect her to bring him to a thing so soon.”

“Hey, there’s an idea!” Anakin exclaimed. “Ask the Vice Chair!”

“He’s already bringing Breha,” she sighed. “I guess I’m stuck dodging off-worlders all night.”

“No, no, I’m sure we can figure something else out. There has to be someone . . . Hey, Obi-Wan!”

Padme turned, catching the Jedi master as he left the vice chair’s chambers.

“Hello Anakin, Padme.” He smiled softly at her. 

“Are you free two nights from now?” Anakin asked, not bothering with small talk.

“Anakin, this really isn’t—”

“I am,” Obi-Wan replied. “Why?”

“Well,” Anakin grinned. “Padme has—”

“I can find my own—”

“—an event coming up and needs an escort,” Anakin finished, not missing a beat. “Think of it as helping a friend in need—protecting Padme’s peace.”

“Anakin—” Obi-Wan began.

“If Padme is at peace, then she’s better equipped to handle the needs of the galaxy. And isn’t protecting the galaxy and serving its needs the heart of our Code?”

Obi-Wan sighed a deep, long-suffering sigh.

“Come on, Master, it could be fun!”

Obi-Wan cocked a brow. “A night with other politicians is not what I’d consider fun. Present company excluded, of course.”

“But Obi-Wan, Padme’s desperate!”

Padme smacked Anakin’s arm and sighed, hoping she wouldn’t implode from embarrassment. “It’s really not a big deal, but if I go alone, I always end up getting harassed and hit on the entire night. These things are never exactly fun, but they’re infinitely easier when I can just . . .”

“Do what you must?” Obi-Wan asked as he turned to her, his eyes sparkling.

She scoffed. “Yeah, something like that.”

“In that case, I’d be honored to escort you, Senator.”

Padme blinked. Obi-Wan was a gentleman—elegant and infinitely polite. They’ve also spent plenty of time together over the years. But somehow, she never fully expected him to just agree without any further context. “Oh, Obi-Wan you really don’t have to do that—”

“See? Problem solved! Thanks, Master.” Anakin patted Obi-Wan’s shoulder and walked off, winking at Padme as he disappeared around a corner.

Padme blushed, rubbing the back of her neck with her hand. “Look, I’m sure you know better than anyone that Anakin is a force of nature when he wants to be, but don’t feel like you have to escort me just because he bullied you into it.”

Obi-Wan chuckled, holding his hands behind his back and falling into step beside her. “I assure you, Padme, I truly don’t mind accompanying you.”

She fiddled with the datapad in her other hand. “I know he was putting pressure on you and it’s very hard to say no to him—”

“I’ve perfected the art of telling Anakin no over the years,” he smirked. “It’s a skill I could have employed at any time. Trust me, I am not doing anything I do not wish to do.”

They reached Padme’s chambers, and she turned to face Obi-Wan. “Well, in that case . . . pick me up at my apartment? At 7:30?”

He nodded. “Of course.”

“Alright. Thank you,” she smiled, turning to her door. But before she could open it, she spun back around, bumping into Obi-Wan’s chest slightly. “Are you absolutely sure you want to do this? Truly?”

He steadied her, cocking his head to the side and smiling softly. “I am. Who knows? It might even be fun.”

No-pressure tag list: @wickedscribbles @labyrinth-runner @obiknights @your-dose-of-obidala @mxster-jocale @cypanache @celestial-alignment @coffeeenated @alabama-metal-man

[bruiisedpetals-a]

long NON RP RANT — about work bc the audacity!?!??!   tldr: a girl who had applied and interviewed and confirmed her trial shift to be a barista last week and was V EXCITED so we cancelled another person for her trial .... showed up, said hi, chatted a bit, had a look inside, then said she was going for a walk to look around the area bc she isnt a local, and within 5 MINUTES (literally. five) ghosted, disappeared, text my boss and said “yeah nah bye”, and left me alone handling the whole place.  cue endless work for me w double the usual customers, and a shift that lasted three hours longer that it should have bc of the ghosting.

rel context: i work in a small coffee & bagel place, two people on one shift: one on coffee & point of sale and another to be the cook, we also have two online food delivery providers so we take orders in person and from two apps + i’m a barista and have line cook kitchen prac & experience so am actually a ‘cook’ ig?

so i mentioned in my post when i was half asleep yesterday that i had a new person coming into my workplace for a trial today, so i stayed late to prep for weekend trade + restock stuff, and came in early to set up everything just in case. we were v busy yesterday with food as it was so i had a lot to restock, and w mothers day tomorrow everything needs to be topped up more-so. that a lot of work by itself to be honest but manageable in between cooking, esp when you have an extra set of hands when its quiet to help.   look if you have seen any cooking show you might see that set up, prep and pack down take THE LONGEST ok.

 — our permanent staff consists of me and K, we have two other locations so we get help from Z and J, and they can usually cover the shifts that K and i can’t  (eg. K can’t do saturdays, i cant do every 3rd tuesday)  but they manage other locations so they are not available without prior notice.       so basically the only person who was available to work today was me, even my boss was busy moving house w his wife, 4mo and two under 8yo’s. —

this morning i’m at work at 7am, turn on things etc, set up my cooking stuff, open the coffee machine, nothing crazy. at abt 7:45am im chillin outside having a coffee and a smoke and someone walks up and it turns out to be the trial girl. we chat a bit etc, i show her inside and the machine    (she’s a barista and i’m the cook on shift)     —   i say that i just heard from my boss myself, bc she had spoken w him earlier that morning, and he’s on the way and should be here within 5-7 mins   ***technically we open at 8am but i was waiting for my boss but had checked the time to keep track & i had just text my boss back so i saw the timestamp***

so at 7:59am i head inside after i finish my smoke and she’s going to have a look where i told her there is free close parking for next time bc she took the train, at 8:04am my boss walks in and goes “WOW IT’S 8:04AM AND SHE’S NOT HERE lmao” (he did not yell it he’s a g - that’s just how i knew what the time was alksjfhg)     and i go “no she’s just having a look down [street] bc of the parking i literally saw her a few mins ago” and proceed to open the doors etc.  meanwhile i see my boss on the phone calling her, after a moment he comes over with a Whole “i cant fkn believe this” Face on while he’s on the phone.  i’m thinking “??? i hope trial girl didn’t get lost in these lil crossover streets damn”

(it’s 8:07am, from now the customers start. they DO NOT STOP until at least 11am, it was at least double the normal turnover of profits during that time so thats ur ref for how BUSY it got)

boss goes “ur not gonna believe this” and show me the mssg from trial girl who basically has said “hi i went to ur shop, and i had a wander around the area and its just not good enough for me so i’m on my way home”. she’s GONE. in those five minutes. she got up, lied to me, and was at the nearby train station leaving. boss is floored and i’m like !>?!??!?!@#!#?who IN THE FK does this?!?!? but the customers so *professional me is present rn*

between her and boss there’s a little back and forth (text, she wont answer any calls) where he literally pleads with her bc there is NO ONE who can come in an assist me and she confirmed yesterday and she WAS HERE, she continues to be like “mmmm well ik that we discussed this and i said that i would be here and its been set for days and i applied LAST WEEK etc. but... no sorry im going back to bed” and then blocks him.

& this whole thing takes place between

7:59AM — 8:07AM.

i was there from 7am - 4:35pm  / my usual saturday is 7:45am - 2:30pm

WHO DOES THAT. WHO IS THAT UNPROFESSIONAL. WHO??? WHOMST??? SHE WAS SO FKN RUDE I WAS liVID. LIKE. why LEAD us ALL ON. we all need to make a living do U THINk he can afford to lose a whole day of trade?? he’s got a whole FAmILY and his wife cant work rn bc she’s just had their 3rd child.   i live PaYCHECK to PAYcheck.  like this is life this isnt a game????   you are 29YRS OLD why cant u act grown 

[jeff-from-marketing]

Wow so uh, some shit has been going down in the TTRPG space lately. I didn’t exactly intend for this to become a TTRPG blog, but oh well that’s what brain has decided and I’m not one to argue against it. Wouldn’t go well anyway.

I do however want to talk about “holy shit Paizo are absolute fucking mad lads and I respect the shit out of them.”

Let me get one thing clear: I trust any company about as far as I can throw them. Often times, if given the chance and the choice, most companies will gladly stab you in the back if it means a few extra coins in their pocket. Hell, Wizards of the Coast and Hasbro have shown that perfectly fine this month and a bit. But I would also be lying if I said I didn’t have trust in Paizo, because as far as I have seen and as far as I can tell, they do basically everything right and everything I could ever hope for in the TTRPG space.

Everything a player needs to play the game is available for free by Paizo on sources like Archives of Nethys, which reduces the barrier of entry to basically nothing and heavily encourages the “try before you buy” mentality that more of every industry needs to adopt more of. They have really solid and respectful representation of so many people across so many different walks of life, as well as do a lot to actually look after their players and ensure that everyone has a good time. Hell they even became a union without a fight. And this is to say nothing of their community outreach, how well they encourage third party creators to make stuff, the actual quality of their works, etc. etc. If anything my biggest complaint is that it’s hard to find their books in local game stores, which isn’t really much of a complaint.

But the announcement of the ORC? Holy shit. I was not expecting that. 

I was absolutely expecting Paizo to have something in their back pocket. A “break glass in case of Wizards of the Coast” plan if you will. Something to ensure that they can stay afloat, and maybe even fight WotC in court or something. Comments they’ve made in the past have suggested such things anyway. Paizo did that and so much more. Seriously I cannot do the whole thing enough justice, I really recommend reading it for yourself. The fact that Paizo have effectively said “we waited for your response Wizards, we were there when the original OGL was forged, we have not forgotten. So we’re making our own OGL, with blackjack and hookers” and came out with the Open RPG Creative License (or ORC License, which I just find is a delightful name). Then in that same post, openly and publicly stating that they are ready to legally fight Wizards of the Coast is one hell of a move. Not to mention the not insignificant number of other sizeable members that are behind the creation of this new ORC, and Paizo’s plan to not own the license so there’s no chance of history repeating itself. It’s as if Paizo saw everything that’s happening now, and was like “right, make this even more watertight and so that none of this can ever happen to it.” 

I gotta say, I respect the fuck out of Paizo for that. The absolute audacity to slap down Wizards, come out with their own license with blackjack and hookers, and futurerpoof to ensure this can’t happen again. 

The question now is simply: where does this leave Wizards of the Coast? 

Now I’ll admit, I’m no legal or marketing expert... ignore the Tumblr handle real quick. But I can’t see this possibly ending well for them, at least not with the D&D division. This whole situation has caused the biggest backlash I think I have ever seen to something like this. Such is the case that several major news outlets and even non-TTRPG based content creators such as Linus Tech Tips or Moist Critical are covering this and going “my dude, what are you doing?” Coupled with the backlash being such that they’ve had to completely cancel announcements relating to the OGL, and now the campaign to mass unsubscribe from services like D&D Beyond...

Thing is, even if they do in fact perform a 180 and cancel all OGL 1.1 plans, that’s still a net loss for Wizards of the Coast/Hasbro. They’ve shown their hand now, they’ve shown that they are a bad faith actor that cannot be trusted, so why would anyone willingly enter any deal with them? Why would anyone trust that they won’t continue trying to undermine the OGL? And now with the ORC, why would anyone not go for that instead? Even if this somehow does result in some short term monetary gain for Wizards, they’ve lost the one resource that is incredibly difficult to renew: good will. A resource that Paizo and other companies are now drowning in. That can only do harm to D&D in the long term. Leaks show that they’re banking on the community just simply forgetting and moving on. Were this the gaming industry, I’d say that’s a safe bet. This isn’t the gaming industry. I’ve found that people in the TTRPG space have long memories and harbour deep grudges. This is certainly something that’s going in The Book.

Personally? I’m excited for the whole thing. I’ve been saying for a while that D&D’s soft monopoly is hard to beat; that the brand name of Dungeons & Dragons is incredibly powerful and often analogous with TTRPGs themselves. But they may have just undone that monopoly themselves. I don’t expect D&D to just shrivel up and die, it’s still a very big name after all. I do, however, expect other systems to gain a surge of popularity following recent events, and that much is even already starting to happen. I do hope that other systems will get the light of day they deserve, and that it’ll now be easier to convince those new to the hobby to try other systems. 

With this latest announcement, I think the future is starting to look quite bright for TTRPGs. 

[sunnyworldwidelogistics]

Our Persistence Made Shipping Bed Linen to Saudi Arabia Possible—You Won’t Find Another Company Like Us!

Our Persistence Made Shipping Bed Linen to Saudi Arabia Possible—You Won’t Find Another Company Like Us!

Mr. Ge from Ningbo is in the textile business, often shipping bed linen to Saudi Arabia. This time, he had over 22 cubic meters of goods to ship, and because of the tight timeline, he needed air freight. He was introduced to me by a friend.

As an experienced freight forwarder China to Saudi Arabia, I am quite familiar with the Saudi route. Although there are many flights to the Middle East, only larger airlines like Emirates and Turkish Airlines operate cargo planes, while others, such as Qatar Airways and Kuwait Airways, mainly use wide-body passenger planes with limited cargo space. This shipment was over 20 cubic meters in volume, and the client wanted it shipped in one batch, so choosing the right airline was crucial. Even for us, as a seasoned freight forwarder China to Saudi Arabia, this was a challenging task. The client mentioned that other freight forwarders couldn’t offer a solution for shipping everything in one go. He felt that our company was larger and more reliable, with a never-give-up attitude, so he placed his hopes in us.

Since the client trusted me so much, I couldn’t let him down. In our 20+ years of operation, Sunny Worldwide Logistics has a 99% on-time delivery rate, unless there are natural disasters or other uncontrollable events.

Since the client’s goods were in Ningbo, we based our solution on flying from Shanghai Airport, which is nearby. I primarily reached out to Emirates (EK) and Qatar Airways (QR). As backup options, we also considered other airports in Nanjing and Hangzhou, which have increasing numbers of international flights. We even looked into Wenzhou and found a transfer option via QR flights to Qatar, which was also worth considering.

Finally, persistence paid off! A contact at Qatar Airways in Shanghai informed me that there was a last-minute cancellation, leaving a perfect spot for our shipment, but it required handling two days in advance. I immediately secured the space! When I sent the route and details to the client, he was very pleased and said, “I trust you as my freight forwarder China to Saudi Arabia. I feel relieved handing this over to you!”

This case is just a glimpse of how we operate. We apply the same persistence to every client—never giving up until the goal is reached. Each client gets at least three options, which is deeply connected to our company culture.

Our internal culture emphasizes constant learning, improving teamwork, and boosting passion for work. At one point, around the seventh year of our business, we hit a bottleneck. The office felt lifeless, with no energy or enthusiasm.

I was very concerned, so we introduced morning meetings. In the beginning, we would dance and play games to lift everyone's spirits. Back then, everyone who left our company was a "dance master," knowing at least seven dances! Gradually, we refined this into a structured routine. Mondays were for dancing, Tuesdays for reading about military discipline, Wednesdays for games, and Thursdays for sharing experiences.

This morning meeting culture continues to evolve. Now, on Mondays we read about military discipline, and on Wednesdays, we read about persistence, with a dedicated reading segment in the mornings. We are constantly refining this routine so that more people can get involved.

The biggest benefit of the morning meetings is that they boost energy and team cohesion. After dancing or exercising in the morning, everyone feels energized, and their moods lift. This is the culture at Sunny Worldwide Logistics—our morning meetings bring everyone together as one.

To learn more about us, you can check out my journal, where I record stories of international freight, along with the warm and touching moments we share with our clients. Feel free to reach out anytime if you need assistance.