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[sanstropfremir]

Hello! I was looking through your kpop opinions tag, and I found what you said interesting and insightful. I was wondering what your opinions were on Key's Gasoline :D

i have............complicated thoughts on gasoline. i LOVE the graphic design and album marketing and i like a big chunk of the songs on the album, i think a lot of the styling and the mv are really well done. all those outfits are custom builds and the embroidery work is UNREAL, as garments they are beautiful pieces of work. but i don't really like how the song is just a retooled version of industry baby. and i'm not sure how i feel about all the crosses, to be honest. the use of them is obviously very intentional and undoubtedly they mean something TO key specifically in terms of his faith but it's..........not really a thing i can get behind, personally. something about it feels a little too evangelical to me and i will absolutely admit that i am overly sensitive to that kind of thing bc i've had more than one run in with evangelical attempts to convert me. i don't ACTUALLY think it was meant specifically as a whole dogmatic evangelical thing but i find myself being a bit......uncomfortable with the imagery even now a year later.

[radical-rigatoni1]

Had this on my tiktok but OH YEAH I HAVE A TUMBLR soo... ayy! Love this fanfic omg and THE FREAKIN WORD COUNT WHAT THE SHELL??? Below is me going insane that would increase the size of this post tremendously @erinwantstowrite

So good, love the dialogue, dynamics, the au is just so angsty and peter getting lots of love and also more trauma in his little life sandwich❤️❤️ EVERYTHING IS DONE SO BEAUTIFULLY

BRO WHERE DO YOU BOTH ORGANIZE ALL THIS INFO LIKE SO MANY THINGS CROSS OVER OUT OF THEIR OWN SEPERATE TIMELINES AND SITUATIONS WHAT THE BUG???

ALSO THE WHOLE DINK AND PETER SITUATION HAD ME LIKE 🫵😲 "OH OH OH I KNOW WHATS HAPPENING I KNOW WHATS HAPPENING!!!!!"

BRO AND PETER'S BACKSTORY THINGS FEELING LIKE THEY'RE PEICEING TOGETHOR BASED ON THE INFO HE GIVES AND WHAT YR TIKT9KS GIVE I AM LIKE SLOWLY LIKE WHATTTT THE FUUUUUUCCCKKK

ALSO PETER IS SO FUCKING SMART THANK GOD FIRST PETER IN GOTHAM FIC WHERE HE FIGURES THEM OUT FIRST!!! LIKE DUDE I KNOW THIS TIKTOK SAYS THE OPPISET LIKE HE ACCADENTALLY MAKES THESE SITUATIONS HAPPEN AND STUFF BUT LIKE THATS MORE RELATED TO HIM GOING LIKE "YES THIS UNIVERSE PLACE INDEED I AM AWARE AND HAVE LIVED HERE FOR MY WHOLE LIVE!!" BUT THE WHOLE THINK WITH TWO FACE AND THE BOMB???

AND HIS GRNERAL STEET SMARTS AND "NUH UH TO DANGER" HAS ME DYING LIKE HE GETS HIMSELF OUT OF SITUATIONS IN SUCH A WAY THAT IM GLAD HE ISN'T MY KID EVEN THOUGH ME AND HIS ADULT FIGURES ARE COLLECTIVELY LIKE "DUDE WTF?"

All in all this fic is so good, such a rollercoaster of emotions every chapter. Ive been reading since chapter 1 and the shock that coursed through me as every chapter kept hitting the 20k mark. I felt like the "THATS ENOUGH SLICES" guy. Not a bad thing I'm just scared for yall's fingers and that keyboard. Part of me imagines it looking all faded on some keys like worn out elevator buttons. I genuinely re read just to give me a vibe on how to proceed with my OWN writing. aughhhh its amazing.

Here, take a picture of my cat as gratitude ❤️❤️ deserve every single kudo, re read, like, follow and fanart. Doing amazing

[magnoliamyrrh]

buttt it was the second one which was saucy lmao and uh it felt i think a bit like what the district ppl must have felt abt the capital ppl in the hunger games

dont know how it started but me snd this other woman were driving around, i still rememberd the other dream but in this dream i processed waking up as escaping from those dudes, so i was still somewhat freaked out but calmer. anyway so she was driving we were talking about casual shit when i look out the window and see another dude getting a rifle ready and im like. Oh Fuck theyre back so i tell her to floor it and she does, crossing through some intersection illegally, knocks over some shit, swervs into a lane while this dude is shooting. ends up in cross traffic and she yells to jump out of the car cuz a truck is coming down the steet, she manages to jump out. i hesitate, i wait too long, i dont do it soon enough. i see the truck coming, the first seconds of collission, im somewhat aware that a big, big explosion took place, for a moment it feels like i have become torn apart completely, shredded apart along w everything else at a molecular level, and then black out

to wake up in a ,,,, hospital of sorts. run down one. actually, more like a hostel of sorts turned into a hospital it seems. and here it gets blurry and chances pov several times and sam and dean show up hysterically enough and have one of them bro u alive?? brohug moments fhdks (havent even seen any spn in so long, why now) but were gonna move past that. either way, eventually im in a body instead of some floating pov watching things again

,,,,, and i realize again and more clearly as,, myself now that i must have miraculously survived that explosion, somehow. im alive, somehow. and clearly ive been comatosed for awhile. my first thought is oh god, what happened to the woman driving the car (clearly i cared abt her), what happened to the other driver, the other people???

and then shit gets more weird. my vision anyway still seems to be blurry, i imagine from waking up from the coma. and i get the thought that maybe my eyes have burned off, maybe i have severe burns anyway from something like thst... it makes sense no? i couldnt survive unscrathed. and as i think that, i come more to my senses. my whole body starts hurting, burining, and im like,,,, ahh yea. yup. wonder how bad it is

a nurse comes in, tells me shes glad to see me awake, that the others who have survived have recently woken up too. surely wed all like to see each other no? so she gets my still dizzy and blurry self in a wheelchair, down the hallways of this motel turned hospital, down to a room, some sort of public hangout area living room

and im so excited and horrified to see whoever survived and then...,,,.,.,, i look at them and realize through some sort of first person and third pov that... ,,, were far from human anymore. in the normal sense. i was expecting burn victims, i was expecting missing limbs, disfigurments, but no. not this. they and i have morphet, morphed into some sort of creatures,,, melting skin, several arms and limbs where there were humans have only two, fur, ears, body shapes small and big and long and short, amalgamations of animal, human, and,,, some unnatural thing gone very wrong, melted twisted into wrong shapes. i realize im like that too. far from human anymore. my body seems to be more like if you combined a beluga and a walrus with a dittoo, pale green smooth skin, tusks or fangs in my mouth, eyes too round and big to be mine. uncomfortable and twisted and painful

but,,, were all so fucked up, were beyond recognizable, and i seem to be the last one to fully catch on to that. the woman who was driving the car, she now has several arms and an inhuman face, but she smiles at me and waves her many hands hello and i feel so relieved and horrified and we all give each other looks of ,,,,, who even knows what emotion. i still cant understand how were like this. im struggling to handle any of this, and its making me too calm

i get taken to the middle of this room on these cushons that the rest of them are sitting on, at least im glad im not alone in being like this i guess, as horrifying as it is.,, others seem to have gathered around us. excited, curious, they arent like us but they arent... human either. they whisper and chitchat and ask excited questions which we all seem to confused to answer

one of them starts, casually, too casually "well, since the nuclear fallout and winter, weve been -" i realize somehow, somehow that explosion was nuclear. those of us fucked up were right in the center of it. and to an extent its cause. my stomach drops. we must be like this out of some horrid nuclear mutation when noone should survive that. maybe thats why it hurts. why it burns. maybe were still decaying, dying slowly, thats what that feeling is, bodies so mutated with dna so beyond eaten away at and degenerating that we are ticking time bombs until we get worse and worse, and god knows what well turn into then. piles of goop? piles of goop screaming about being in pain? i remember wondering if were radioactive, surely we have to be. why are all these ppl around us? isnt it dangerous for them?

the apparent excitement and casual nature of those around snaps me out of it. they keep talking, chattering. theyre too excited. i realize theyre not human either. they look much much much better than us, but theyve become some odd mix of human and animal too; fur, ears, some human bodied and some like small animals with intelligence. not malformed and fucked like us, theyre pretty, beautiful even if weird. and they dont seem like us, horrified and in god awful pain. they keep talking. none of them seem to mind the nuclear fallout that has apparently happened, the one that turned them like this. who even knows How long ago the nuclear fallout happened

but theyre fascinated by us. too fascinated. they think were beautiful, which i remember thinking is absolutely insane. they think they want to be like us. some weird idea, almost like theyve build some sort of religious cult like belief that those with more radioactivity are blessed somehow. i remember those of us in the middle looked at each other shocked and confused thinking it must be some sort of joke, right? they say they want to be like us. that theyre going to expose themselves to more radioactivity to be like us. hell, might even detonate some more bombs and stay in the middle hoping theyll come out like this. which makes me start feeling fucking insane, not that im the only one bc i see the others are shocked and horrified too, having a hard time processing. anger grief confusion irony offense pain disbelief? but these people are serious, and somehow while were the grotesque malformed ones were the sane ones here

i remember feeling disgusted, shocked, angry with them. shutting down. thinking god, god this is so awful what idiot would ever want to be like this? glorify this?? choose this?

this,,, creature comes to me, sits halfway in my lab, some sort of ferret like thing. shes pretty, shes naive, shes maybe younger. she looks up at me with big round eyes in excitement and starts talking about how she wants to be just like me. i cant even get mad at her because shes so oblivious, so naive, so priviledged i suppose she may as well be from a different planet. she keeps talking on and on and on about it, oblivious to my growing distress

. i remember everything hurting. everything hurt so fucking bad. my entire body was fucking searing, when i looked at the mess it was it wasnt burned on the surface rly, but it was searing, and definetely beyond fucked up. my throath hurt too. everything hurt, horribly. i remember looking down at this creature and trying to ask her,,,, why? dear god why would you want to be like this, when it is so painful and horrible? i couldnt get the words out, only a soft whisper, a breaking sound. my throath was probably irradiated, my insides were, everything was. i somehow started crying bc apparently this fucked body could still do that. the ferretlike creature didnt really get why, she was too naive and too confused, she kept trying to talk. and i wanted to ask her, so bad, kept trying to, but the pain just kept getting worse and worse, unbearable until i managed to somehow vocalize that i needed the nurse or anyone or anything to give me something. gentle hands manage to spread some sort of cooling cream over mine own, which feel like theyre burning to her touch. they give me something, inject me with something. for a second i can calm down, breathe from the pain. i look at the fetter with her big eyes and manage to speak. i ask her, why would you wsnt to be like this? dont you see how much pain it is? she only smiles, giggles, doesnt understand anything, and says shell be just like me, pretty one day, and jumps off of me

i give up. mentally drained by all this, beyond even crying again. the entire situation is simply too beyond fucked up. but i feel the gentle hands on me again, rubbing more of whatever cooling cream into my searing skin. i look over, and realize the nurse is some sort of weird,,, white rabbit like creature, blue and clear eyed. she smiles at me, and i feel shes more sane that the rest for some reason. maybe bc shes bothering to give me pain meds, maybe she understands pain. i thank her, and i ask her quietly why the ferret, why all these,, people and creatures want to be like us. she only gives me a pitiful, somewhat coy smile. that i cannot tell you, people have become rather odd nowadays. but i, for one, am not jealous of you. she says something which manages to get a tired laugh out of me, i remember making quiet and slow small talk, looking around at the utter weirdness of everything, and still feeling the horrid, horrid god awful searing pain, mended only a little by her cold hands on mine

. uh. yea. and then i woke up. and just like in the dream my entire body literally everywhere felt like it was actually searing and hurt so bad that i wanted to scream or cry but as per usual i did nothing but start rubbing my own hands. everything felt so weak, and it hurt. it still does. better now, but it still does

so uh. yea. guess i had a painful night lmao

[thetourguidebarbie]

psa pedestrians have the right of way since some people apparently aren’t aware BARBARA

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if I don’t want to follow the system I can leave he then takes my entire duffel dumps it onto the floor and then rebags it into victoria secret bags then moves it to the front counter so it can be rang in I thought this was a little odd but hey he was doing all the work rebagging it so whatever i’m like dude i’m going to be spending about 8k today all I want to do is come in spend some money get out without any drama what’s the problem whoevers in charge should be thrilled with a sale like this we’re spending 8k keep in mind that I told him that I would do what he wanted and it wasnt’ a big deal and the response was to the effect of stop being lippy and just listen I told him what do you want from me I just agreed with you and said I would use your bags i’m not being lippy at all I know this because I said okay dude not a problem i’ll use your bags his response was maybe if you get to buy it i’m like what are you suggesting that an 8 000 order is something you guys don’t want he’s like yeah if you buy it i’m like dude we are spending 8k today why would I bag up a bunch of stuff and spend 2 3 hours picking our your fabulous product to not buy it anyway so I had 4 credit cards one card had 2 000 one had 3500 one had 2000 and one had 1000 because I am buying for multiple people I had 4 different cards all in my name I wanted one receipt for each card not a big deal to me right wrong again he cited some policy and said if the order is more than 750 items that they aren’t allowed to ring in under 750 items on any one receipt id like to point out that that amount is higher than your employees said they could take as a cash payment I asked him to please show me that I would understand better if I could just read it he was willing to do so he brought out the policy book and to my surprise what it actually said was words to the afffect of cash payments cannot be split up or over 750 items I forget the second half my immediate reply was so what’s the big deal im using credit not cash he snatched the policy book away from me at that point and said you know what you can just listen to me or I don’t have to let you buy anything it’s up to my discretion I then called your orlando outlet and your new jersey outlet and talked to the store managers and cited your policy I was given I asked them to confirm if that was accurate and both said if it was a policy it was news to them I then asked if they would let me buy my order using 4 cards and 4 receipts the woman at orlando said oh my gosh yes we do that every single day I asked if I went to her store if I would have any trouble with this in the future and was told no then she said you can always come down here if you’re in the area and i’ll be happy to take your order after that phone call I tried again here’s the video of that attempt I said listen I have 4 credit cards your register girl said you told her she can’t ring up an order under 750 items that’s 3500 if it’s 5 items not all of my cards have that much I have done multiple receipts every time I came here heck I can even supply them to show it he tells me that because I am order so many items that I can’t have less tan 750 items per receipt so I point around to everyone else and ask what about everyone else you aren’t forcing them to spend a minimum of 750 items what about the final charge i’ll have 750 items for two tickets but the leftover isn’t going to be 750 items you’re not going to let me buy them he shrugged his shoulders to say no at this point I haven’t yelled ive been a bit snarky and sarcastic because I know he’s just giving me a hard time two people ring in our order almost every time I am up there and we were there 3 times in the last 6 months spent a bunch each time so at 730 8pm or so we are done shopping assuming that two people could ring us up ended up being a fantasy he forced one employee only to ring us up later on he comes up when its now close to 9pm and says hey you mind if we ring you up on both registers I chuckle and say no I don’t but you do you don’t want to be breaking that 750 rule do you he glared at me and then sent the employee away and walked off after blinking a few times I laugh because after telling me over and over he couldn’t do it he just got caught trying to do what should have been done to begin with a short while later after 9 I find out that everyone is standing uip front except for the one girl and another associate because none of the rest of them are allowed to help her ring us up the only two people left in the store with about 700 more items to be rang in if that’s not enough since it was a holidy all of these employees are apparently being paid overtime to stand around and wait at a bit after 10 all but two girls leave and one girl is waiting to count cash while the other girl sits and keeps ringing stuff in we apologize profusely we expected two employees to ring us up like always and timed our visit to be out around 9 if this had happened instead of having one literally stand there and watch her for 1 hour and 47 minutes after close we would have all been out on time and no overtime or extra hours spent so finally at 10 47 pm our orders are done we thank the lovely girl lauren and jasmine who got stuck staying 2 hours past close because a manager made up some random policy and had to double down when I pointed out he really needed to follow that 750 rule when he was going to toss another girl on the register if this is policy fine it doesn’t seem to be no manager at your other outlets knew what he was talking about the orlando one insisted that the only restrictions are on cash payments and verified I was paying cash or credit it’s a pretty humiliating experience to get hassled trying to buy panties and bras by someone who’s on some type of power trip the only thing I said sideways to him was that I flat out didn’t believe his policy and that credit absolutely is not the same as cash I didnt call him any names scream at him or did anything to disrupt the store beyond what you see in the videos if this is not policy i’d like an apology from that manager in person or over the phone admitting he was mistaken I would hope that the next time I go there I am not hassled but if not I guess there’s always orlando or new jersey who seem to be quite friendly I also want to give recognition to jasmine and lauren lauren is the poor soul who got stuck ringing everything in alone because of the manager’s silly rule and not allowing anyone to help because it would be in violation of the 750 item rule jasmine was the cash counter who had to wait until we were out of the store to count cash even more interesting is that I had a former employee with me helping me buy and she said she never heard of this policy either but it doesn’t mean it wasn’t added since she left she was just as confused because the manager spent over 30 minutes trying to explain and defend this when that time certainly would have been more efficiently spent doing productive things instead of hassling someone who literally sits in a corner and speaks to no one while sorting through your products one bin at a time id love a call back about this or to find out what exactly is going on ive never been hassled like this before and it was a little frustrating and very trying to keep my cool joe rossetti alexandria gunn

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[tomcavanaghsource]

Could you write a story about Eowells in wich he is jelous of Barry because you and Barry are your best friends (Eowells is engaged with you)?

Soundtrack: Jealous by Nick Jonás, Celos by Marc Anthony, Estos Celos by Vicente Fernandez

I’m an engaged woman I’m three (3) months from getting married to my fianancé, Harrison Wells, but he’s not my best friend. No. It’s Bartholomew Allen aka the flash he’s that guy in a red suit everyone talks about.

Barry and I are sitting at jitters drinking coffee since we don’t have any starbucks here so jitters will have to do (the things you do your fiancé and your friends) and we’re just laughing and chilling and reminiscing the times when we were young wild and free.

It’s a good day up until Harrison showed up out of nowhere and punched barry in the mouth. His lip is busted yet suddenly i foudn myself thinking maybe i should kiss that ugly bloody lip (the way his lip swelled up hid the fact that barry had a missing tooth no one apparently noticed has been missing for months so maybe that’s why). I shake my head because that’s wrong and I know it’s only in the moment cause otherwise I would never look at him in that way. He’s too scrawny looking for me while Harrison is firm and muscly. One of the few things I truly love about him I guess.

And despite Bary being so fast he hadn’t seen Harrison’s fist flying right to his face but his lip was going to heal in no time. Harrison dropped his hand to his side and turned to me. “I’m sick of him and whatever shit you two have going on. I can’t take it anymore.” He whispered screamed.

“You’re delusional!” I shouted back even though I knew damn well what was running thru my mind when the blood started dripping for Barry’s ’ mouth. I think it’s because of my blood kink I’m not sure but one thing I knew for sure was that my heart belonged to Harrison.

Harrison takes a step back and looks between the two of us. “I just..” He whispered so quietly I almost missed it. He shook his head and glares down at us before he walks out the shop.

I’m shook. I’m shaken. I’m SHAKING.

I get up to go chase after him. I always knew he had the wrong idea when it came to me and Barry but I never thought he would ever reach the point where he became VIOLENT.

Barry grabs me by the elbow and stops me. “Don’t go after him. Give him some time to cool off. I don’t want him to take it out on you.”

I hesitate but shake my head a moment later. “No, Barry.. I have to.” I pull away from his hold and run after Harrison. I had to clear this up. I don’t know what he saw today that made any other time different from when we hang out.

“Harrison…” I look like I’m about to cry when I find him on the corner of 7th. I don’t want to lose him. “Talk to me. Please.”

He looks like he’s choosing his words carefully. “It’s the way he looks at you. The way you act with each other and how people always think you’re dating when IM the one holding your hand.” He whispered. “I’m jelous. There I said it.”

“I love you though,” I try reassuring him but it doesn’t really seem to be working cause he laughs bitterly. “What? It’s true.”

“Maybe I am delusional…” Harrison shakes his head and crosses the street when the light turns. I follow him and I’m getting frustrated.

“I don’t know what kinda high school bullshit you think this is but I wouldn’t be wasting my goddamn time on you if I didn’t have feelings for you.” I stop walking when he does. We’ve crossed the steet already. I make him look at me by grabbing him gently by the chin. “ I mean it.”

He smiles at me slightly. “I know,” He whispered.

TBC maybe lmk constructive criticism only it’s my first time!!!

- Wendy