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unnecessarywriting · 4 years ago

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Tolerate It - Harry Potter (Part 1)

Request: Ohhh do i have a request for you!! Harry x reader one shot or a serie idk based on tolerate it by taylor swift. The drama, tears, fight, angst, but eventually cute and fluffy needy Harry🥰🥰

A/N: Sorry that I had to repost your request like this. Tumblr has been giving me problems. Also, I assumed you meant Harry potter but if you meant styles just let me know and I can write a new one. I hope this is good, and I will try to get part 2 out as soon as possible. Thank you for reading, and please don’t hesitate to request something!

P.S I know this part is really angsty but it will get better in the second part.

Tolerate It

His warmth was something you cherished. Yes, past tense. The last time you felt it was that horrid day. That was the day that everything changed. Sometimes you wonder if you were wrong all along. He held onto you so tight, you thought you might never breathe again. You haven’t felt that in months. The funerals have gone by, and tears were shed for your friends. You wondered if he felt guilty, or maybe even lost, but whenever he was with anyone else, he seemed fine. Hell, even when he was alone, he seemed perfectly fine. He wasn’t grieving anymore. The pain he felt had dulled, and you were left out in the cold.

He would write to his friends often, and you stood outside of the door. You would watch the quill delicately run across the page as he wrote about everything he was feeling. You didn’t have the same ability. All you had was Harry, and that was all you felt you needed. You were always by his side, and you worshipped the ground he walked on. Not because he was the “Chosen One” but because he was the love of your life. You used to be his. You still believed you were, but he had been distant.

Mornings in your house consisted of you waking up first. You would wait a while to get up so you could watch his face relax into the peace that you haven’t felt in too long. His body no longer wrapped around yours. You would fall asleep cold, and you would wake up with shivers. His comfort was no longer there. The only saving grace was his shirts that you managed to take away from him. He no longer placed them out for you, instead you needed to take them from the laundry. You would eventually get up and cook breakfast for two. Some mornings, he would come out on his own and sit down at the table, observing your movements. Other mornings, you would carefully walk back into your bedroom and wake him, telling him that breakfast is ready for him.

Then, the two of you would go to work, unless it was the weekend. Those days, you would try to organize some activities to do together, but he typically made plans with Ron. At night, you were typically home first, so you would start dinner, trying to have it on the table for his return. If he came home before you were done, he would go into the study to finish some ministry paperwork, or that’s what you told yourself. Your dinners would be quiet. You would sometimes ask him about his day, or his plans for the weekend. His replies were short. There was no need for him to disclose every detail of his day to you, but you would always wait for the return of the question. Once, you talked about your day, but he would just nod his head at your words as he ate. After dinner, he would return to the study, until he was ready to go to bed. Some nights, you would stand at the door watching him work, and you would eventually tell him of your plans to go to bed. Sometimes, he would offer you a glance and a nod, but those were few. For a while, you considered this to be the way that domestic life worked. You two no longer had to deal with the dark evil forces that taunted you in your school days. It wasn’t until one night at the Burrow that you learned about your mistakes.

You two were invited for dinner with the Weasley clan, as a way to just be together in a time of loss. You were excited to get out of the house and be with other people. It wasn’t often that you were with your friends. They were typically with Harry, but he made it painfully clear that you weren’t needed in their interactions. You always wrote if off as time away from you, which you could understand, but it still hurt to not see everyone as often as you used to. It was a part of growing up. That is what you told yourself on a daily basis. You love Harry, and he loved you.

When you arrived at the Burrow, you offered to help Molly with dinner. It was something that you had grown used to doing since living with Harry. A part of you enjoyed all of the cooking and cleaning, but you also wished there was an ounce of appreciation from the man you shared a bed with. She declined your offer politely, and you were almost nervous to return to the living room with the others. You couldn’t explain why, but something about the welcoming, warm atmosphere in the Burrow made you uncomfortable. When you walked in, you could see that Ginny was in deep conversation with Harry. Hermione and Ron were sitting as close as they could without Hermione using Ron as a chair. You walked over to Harry and sat down. You kept your head slightly down. You weren’t really listening to the conversations around you, but you did hear a few comments from Ginny.

“I can’t believe you had to do that! Harry that’s absolutely ridiculous. When I read that in your letter, I thought you had been drinking and made it all up. You’re a madman.” She seemed to know more about your boyfriend’s endeavors more than you did. His response, however, set off a few alarms in your head.

“C’mon, I would never drink and write a letter to you.” His playful tone made you curl up into yourself. Luckily, Molly announced that dinner was ready. Throughout the meal, you were quiet. You were trying to process the emotions that were bubbling up, but you didn’t even know what to think. All that time in his study was spent talking to another woman. Yes, they were briefly together at some point, but you never considered that he would ever want to leave you. You continued to remain as an observer for the night. Arthur and Molly were perfect. He would compliment her shamelessly throughout the night. He thanked her for dinner and offered to help her clean up, but Molly was stubborn and pushed him away, but not without a kiss. That was what you wanted with Harry. That was what you deserved, but here you are, just being there for him.

That night, you crawled into bed without him. You let the tears fall down, knowing that you needed to talk to him about your relationship. It pained you greatly, but you knew it had to be done.

The following morning, you made breakfast as per usual, but you didn’t eat with Harry. You left a note with his food saying you had an early appointment. He wouldn’t care, you thought. It was true though. Before you fell asleep the night before, you had made a call to an old friend who was in need of a roommate. When you told her that you think it may be over with Harry, she was very understanding, plus, she could use the money for rent, so she was ready to offer you the place right away. You spent the morning looking at the apartment and the room, which would be yours if things with Harry didn’t go well. She hugged you and wished you luck as you went to your job.

That night, you returned home and cooked dinner. You made sure everything looked as good as possible. The door opened, and in walked Harry. He looked around and caught sight of you at the kitchen counter nursing a glass of wine. He shed his coat and walked over to the dinner table. You didn’t sit down with him.

“Aren’t you coming to eat,” he questioned. Your hands were shaking.

“Tell me Harry. Have I wasted my time here with you?” His head snapped to you, slightly angry.

“Excuse me?” His accusing tone set something off in you.

“Everyday, I make you meals. I ask you about your day. I wait around for you. I try to get your attention. And every single day I am left on the outside. No gratitude, no conversation. I would be surprised if you even knew what I do for a living. Harry, you write letters to your ex with so much enthusiasm, and you leave me untouched. Do you know what it feels like to love someone so much that you are willing to suffer through this torture? The emotional turmoil? So tell me Harry, do you even love me anymore? Or have I wasted all this time on someone who just tolerates having me around?”

He was silent for a moment, registering everything you said.

“What does Ginny have to do with any of this? I’m allowed to write letters to my friends. It’s not my fault that you’re jealous. I am here almost everyday. I occasionally go out with friends without you present. You’re just clingy.” You scoffed at his response.

“Merlin Harry! Do you even hear yourself? You can be so dimwitted sometimes. You treat me like I am your servant. I’m not an elf. I am your girlfriend. You told me you loved me, but clearly that was only temporary.”

“Don’t start with this ‘you don’t love me’ bullshit. If I didn’t we wouldn’t be living together. You can be so insufferable sometimes Y/N. I need time away from you, and all you want to do is be there with me. ‘Harry let’s do this. Harry let’s do that. Harry come eat. Harry, how was your day? Who were you with?’ I can’t deal with these questions all the time. Why do you think I spend so much time in my study? I need to be away from you and your neediness.” The tears started to set their path down your cheeks.

“Well, then. I guess that answers all of my questions.” You got up and grabbed your bag.

“Where the hell are you going? We had a fight. Get over it and eat with me.”

“You’re getting what you want. I’m leaving you alone, or rather I’m leaving you. I refuse to just be tolerated by someone who is supposed to love me.” You opened the door and looked back at him. “I’ll get my things another time.” With that, you walked out the door, leaving Harry to his own thoughts.

Part 2

#harry potter imagine #Harry potter x reader #harry potter #harry potter imagines #ron weasley #hermione granger #draco malfoy imagine

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posthungergamessyndrome · 4 years ago

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so here’s my long overdue review of The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes that no one asked for. I finally read the book, well listened to the audiobook, coz i dunno how to read a book anymore.

This book was everything I expected it to be and also not. Definitely the first two parts was easily predictable, we all kinda assumed that was the general arc that story would take. So while I found the first two parts enjoyable, learning more about the history of the games and learn more of Capitol, i wasn’t really hooked until the third part.

But let me say this first tho, Ms. Suzanne Collins, you never disappoint. Also I have questions and I hate that she wasn’t able to go on a book tour (I haven’t read her Q&A tho).

I still have the same qualms as i did about the prequel as i did before I read it. While I get the early records of the games were shoddy, and the 10th Hunger Games was erased but for one copy hidden in some vault, that doesn’t matter, what matter is Snow knows.

So If Snow had that relationship with the Games and Lucy, the first victor of d12, a lot of the decisions he made in the trilogy made no sense.

I get it, he wanted to forget, it’s decades until Katniss came along. While there might be parallels, Lucy and Katniss are very different characters. But all I can think off is the reason he didn’t kill Katniss sooner, was it really because she would end up a martyr or rallying cry for the district, which happened anyways, or he was practically disassociating the moment Katniss was reaped?

Were Katniss and Peeta unintentionally triggers to so many of his hidden traumas that’s why he made so many misteps? Katniss singing the meadow song to Rue, triggered. Peeta mentioning the Valley song, triggered. Mockingjay, triggered. The Hanging Tree, triggered.

Was he so busy crying in the shower that he wasn’t able to stop Seneca Crane from making bad calls during the 74th Games? Two winners from the same district, would Snow really okay’d that himself?

And also, I’ve always thought that anything he did towards Peeta was coz he wanted to hurt Katniss. But no, he wanted to hurt that boy. Peeta reminds him of his young self, at least the young person everyone saw him as, charming, smart, and loyal. And in a way, had Peeta been born in the Capitol and was among Snow’s contemporaries, Snow would have seen him as his ultimate rival.

Coz Snow was smart and knows how to manipulate people, but Peeta does it a lot better and a lot more successfully. With Snow, it’s right in front of his face and he still misses it. Often he is so close to getting it. How could he not have thought of the star-crossed lovers angle? How?? When one Peeta Mellark thought of it?

Which idk if there’s fanfics of that yet, but I need to read them asap, Katniss and Peeta and teen Snow, make it happen.

(But I was looking at my notes and I wrote probably the reason Snow didn’t think of the star crossed lovers angle because it was about his survival not about Lucy’s. Lucy was at best, seen as his possession. Even at the moments he was honestly in love with her, he still saw her as someone belonging to him only. )

Snow had two relationships going on: with Sejanus and with Lucy. I did find his relationship with Sejanus more interesting, because I think it’s that relationship that shaped him more that his relationship with Lucy.

I did like and even at some points enjoyed their Slytherin-Hufflepuff BFFship going on, coz despite how Snow let us know what he really thinks versus what he actually says, he was drawn to protect Sejanus, even though he’s reluctant about it or insist that he was made to do it or it’s also to benefit himself.

And I’m not saying there’s queerbaiting in this book, but certain pairings in this book makes more sense to ship than Johanna and Katniss.

With Lucy, i know many were wary or didn’t want Snow to have a relationship with her. For me i was open to it, at least intrigued to see where it will go or how will it be handled.

Honestly while it is still better written than most YA romances, I found it very insta-love. Again, my sense of timeline in this novel might be different coz I was listening to the audiobook instead of reading it, but they fell in love pretty quick.

While listening to the audiobook, i thought, if their relationship is at this point it must have been weeks since the reaping and the games haven’t started yet, and then Snow says it’s just been five days. They were making out I think by day 3 or something.

Maybe because I knew they relationship was doomed from the start and we know how Snow ends up, I was amused by certain moments in their relationship, coz all I can think about it is, oh honey no.

but also, I am mad that Ms. Collins is capable of writing amazing fluff moments in the midst of a dystopian world, and she wastes them on Snow and Lucy? Where was all that for Katniss and Peeta? i was given crumbs in the trilogy, Snow and Lucy made out so many times, at one point I even thought they were going to sleep together, like how dare you Ms. Collins.

For the many years we debated the meaning behind The Hanging Tree, Ms Collins, said no hun, this is what the songs means, let me tell you it’s origin story. And omg Suzanne, that was fucked up. Thanks.

One of the things I was worried about for this prequel is that while it is set in the future, the messages in it will seem outdated because a lot has changed since the trilogy came out.

But she wrote this book well before it was announced in 2019, before it was released in 2020, but she still made it very relevant for today and I think the messaging of this prequel would be more resonant in the future, like the trilogy is.

She touched upon how we really value children, and that immediately reminded me of school mass shootings and how we haven’t done anything about it. She lives in Sandy Hook when the shooting happened so this makes sense she makes a statement about it. And now we are sending kids to school in a middle of a pandemic for political reasons not because we are concerned about their education.

And there’s also mentions of a pandemic in a middle of a war, let’s say it was a whole mental experience alternating between listening to the audiobook and watching the news on January 6.

I also loved the lines: “why do people think the only thing they need for a revolution is anger?” and “we pour money into industries not people.”

While it’s almost unbelievable that the modern hunger games was merely a student group project by a bunch of privileged rich kids and one person who thinks slavery is okay ended up writing the whole thing anyways, that’s basically how this country and our system of governance was founded.

Dr. Gaul is also every Security and Development professor I had in grad school who teaches that war never ends and it’s not about winning it’s about control to a class of future leaders at the state department, white house, and pentagon. i mean, it’s the cornerstone of US foreign policy since end of WW2.

While also listening to this book, I am dead sure that Suzanne could write a different version of Catching Fire where Katniss and Peeta were mentors and they uncover the hidden 10 hunger games tape, and it still will be a be hella of a story.

It also makes sense that the two characters that could possibly tell us or Katniss the connection of Snow to Lucy were the ones who can’t talk: Mags and Tigris.

obviously lucy ended up in 13, possibly related to Alma Coin coz where else will she get that personal hatred against Snow?

Snow could have at least picked Clemensia or Lys, but Livia? i guess make sense since her offspring ended up being Plutarch’s assistant.

I feel like if i read the prequel before the trilogy, it would be a different reading experience. But at the same time, Snow, while he had his moments, is an unlikeable character even as an anti-hero, and his moral stand point is something i dont agree with, coz you know, he’s basically a republican. it’s like reading a book about a young Mitch McConnell, doesn’t matter if the system hurt him sometimes, as long as it hurts others more and keeps him in control, and i gag. I don’t think i would finish reading the prequel if i started with it instead of the trilogy.

but it does solidifies my theory that Snow’s evil is not because he is out of touch with the rest of panem, he knows suffering that’s why he knows how to exploit it. He is not oblivious to the problems, but he arrived at different conclusions or convictions, because again he supports the system that controls his enemies, even if the system is cruel to him too. Again, a Republican. Don’t be one, don’t date one.

I do wonder tho if he made good with champagne tuesdays when he became president.

I don’t see how this prequel works as a movie adaptation tho, even if turned into three parts. It makes more sense for it to be a series, so if lionsgate hasn’t declared bankruptcy before they can adapt this into screen, maybe with the state of movies right now due to the pandemic, they will be more convinced to make this into a series for Netflix or to launch their own streaming service.

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow #the hunger games

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rizzopd · 5 years ago

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— ❝ wait is that DAVID HARBOUR ? or is that JOSEPH "JOE / JOEY" RIZZO who arrived in las vegas THIRTY-ONE YEARS AGO? HE is a FORTY-FOUR year old. last time i checked he was the CHIEF OF POLICE, LVMPD. rumour has it he's very TWO-FISTED and very BROODING. the CISMALE reminds me of SHAKE A LEG by ACDC.

hey ya’ll lmao. it’s ya girl cat, back w another shitty ass character bio (i play sloane too, in case u weren’t aware). hope u enjoy!

hailing from brooklyn, new york, rizzo was raised by an extremely italian, roman catholic family. we’re talking grandfather-straight-off-the-damn-boat from italy, might as well be a fuckin pepperoni italian. there, he lived in a compact two-story in the city with his grandfather, grandmother, mother, father and six aunts/uncles and older brother. he was youngest of all eight children (in conclusion: he’s baby and has been All Along).

his grandfather had celiac disease that was misdiagnosed as paranoid schizophrenia due to time-appropriate lack of medical knowledge, and was thus continually hospitalized throughout joseph’s early life. though reportedly abusive during his episodes, joey disputes this as he was too young to remember. by age three, his aunt tessie died in an automobile accident.

at age six, his mother and father split. his father was heavily involved in the mob scene and often brought home “dirty money,” though he swore off gang-related activity in his early twenties at the insistence of julia, joe’s mother. with his mother working wherever, however and whenever she could to bring in money, he spent much time with his nonna ----- fellas, this man is a highkey certified Grandma’s Boy. he was nonna’s favorite. he would do everything with her; laundry, cooking, help take care of his grandfather, and she even taught him how to play piano (said it built character). with his grandfather on high doses of thorazine (anti-psychotic) by this point, all he could do is pace and smoke cigarettes.

by the age of 10, following in the foot steps of his father and uncles, joey was beginning to get into some bad shit of his own (they say they start younger and younger???? ya’ll need ta RECOGNIZE). when his grandmother found out, she vowed she’d beat him senseless unless he shook himself of his “demons.” he obeyed. as if to reinforce her point, his father was murdered by the mob for dishonesty/unpaid dues just before his thirteenth birthday. he, his mother and his brother relocated to las vegas for fear of being sought after.

in las vegas, joey had no problem making friends. in high school, joey turned to sports to help cope with his anger issues. he was captain of the boxing team.

after high school, joseph turned to law with the hopes of making his mother proud. he worked as a homicide detective for many years before earning the title of chief of police. he’s been the police chief for the last ten years.

joe is an honest man, and not very political. even so, earning the title of police chief came with its own set of trials and tribulations. having taken over office from the previous police chief, there is still a lot of corruption joey is currently trying to overrule. it has in turn made him very unpopular in the eyes of the wealthy. as a result, joey is left to choose between the lesser of two evils in order to maintain balance between classes: which sometimes entails a level of corruption of his own. in short, he is trying to keep from being a scullion to different political influences.

joe has a bad drinking problem. he went through a cocaine period in the 70s, but has since kicked the hard stuff. even so, he is constantly under scrutiny for his behavior. he was even investigated for using confiscated substances though the case trailed cold, and no verdict was ever reached. he maintains he has never once abused his power as a lawman.

joe is the kind to shove you into the wall and then kiss ur head afterwards if we’re being honest. he loves kids, but hates punkassery. as long as u respect him, he’s lenient

joe is brazen and rough around the edges. though short-tempered, he has a strong intuition that is usually dead on. when he finds a lead, he’s like a dog with a bone.

joe has been married exactly once. he has an estranged daughter who also lives in las vegas.

he’s a sagittarrius lmfao

he’s just :( Trying His Best ok :( (he not tho)

wanted interactions (will be updated):

police informant: could be anyone tbh. what this would entail is one person (or could be several tbh, whoever’s interested) giving joe details about a specific situation (could be a drug distributing sitch, could be literally anything idc) in exchange for immunity. police informants were really popular in the 70s/80s especially (they’re still used today i believe? idk ya’ll i’m a pharm student tbh) and were especially useful in local cases. whoever is interested in this plot should know that their character would have to have been caught up in a situation that joe needs info on, and thus caught by him in order for this deal to be offered.

two foes, one common goal: again, could be anyone, but preferably someone in a position of power (doesn’t have to be political whatsoever, could be someone making a lot of money in something). this is a “you scratch my back, i’ll scratch yours” arrangement between two people who shouldn’t get along.

estranged daughter, caring dad: DOES NOT have to be a character made for this situation tbh. she doesn’t even have to have the same last name! just someone who would be interested having this ole gentle giant as their dad and allowing him to constantly bug you wanting to form a relationship. :”)

drinking buddy: this would be a type of situation where this person is always the last person at last call except for him. pros: this dude slowly opening up 2 u over time, like a lil flower :”) :”) :”)

that’s all i got, but i’ll update over time. thank u for reading i’m so sry this is trash i rly tried i have 3 brain cells luv u comment rate subscribe tahnks :) <3

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thankyoufinnick · 6 years ago

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Cinna/Finnick AU

Well, I have one million fics in flight that will never be finished, and this is almost certainly one of them, so I figure I may as well give you a summary, since the entertainment value of that has to be somewhere above “an indefinitely long string of posts about writing fic that don’t actually result in fic for you to read.”

So this is Cinna/Finnick roommates fic, but this is in fact not the Cinna/Finnick roommates modern AU fic I just posted about. This is actually a serious business, canon-divergent fic!

Content warning: character death, dubcon drug use, addiction, codependence, PTSD, didn’t spell it out but I think we all know why Finnick can’t take it any more...

The story opens with Cinna testifying before a coroner’s court that he killed Finnick. They were having sex, Finnick was high, Finnick kept asking for another hit, Cinna knew he should tell him he’d had enough but could never say no to Finnick, Finnick’s heart stopped. Now the Capitol’s investigating: murder, suicide, or accidental drug overdose?

Cinna puts on a convincing portrayal of grief and Finnick’s complete mental incapacitation under the influence and general lack of good judgment, and the verdict comes back accidental overdose. Now, in theory, both Cinna and all of Finnick’s district, loved ones, and other D4s victors, are free from the consequences of depriving the Capitol of their favorite plaything. Shit happens, be more careful with your drugs, let this be a lesson to everyone.

But in practice, the government is capricious, and the socialites are very unhappy. Plutarch Heavensbee appears at Cinna’s door in the middle of the night, offering him an escape to an outlying district to lie low while he waits for things to blow over and another pretty young victor to come along. (Gag.)

Cinna, who feels guilty about his life of Capitol privilege, takes Heavensbee up on the offer, and Cinna goes to District Twelve to make ends meet as a tailor.

The train breaks down before it reaches the station, and Cinna’s escort says they’ll have to walk the rest of the way and inform someone. As he’s stepping off the train, Cinna feels something sharp, like a bee, jab him in the back of the neck.

He wakes up in a hospital bed, and he’s either hallucinating, or that’s really Finnick Odair standing over his bed, frantically demanding, “What was the verdict?!”

Turns out! Nineteen-year-old Finnick decided he couldn’t take it in the Capitol any more. He got in touch with District Thirteen via their moles in the Capitol and drove a bargain: critical military and political intelligence in return for assisted escape to District Thirteen, for him and the only guy in the Capitol he trusted to help him, and whose life he put at risk by including him in the plan: Cinna.

So D13 got together some drugs that mimicked death, Finnick spent the better part of a year laying the groundwork by developing a real addiction, and he made sure he was with Cinna when the apparently fatal dose was administered. He trusted Cinna to pull off an accidental overdose verdict if anyone could.

Then the doctor who officially declared him dead was friendly to the cause, and Finnick had framed someone else in advance to take the fall when his body disappeared.

Now Finnick and Cinna are in District Thirteen for life. They’ll never (as far as they know) see any of their loved ones again, but Finnick’s are safer now that they can’t be used as leverage for his good behavior in the Capitol. Finnick is apologetic that he couldn’t either tell Cinna about the plan or get permission to include him in the escape plan, but there was no safe way to do so.

And Finnick knew Plutarch wasn’t lying: even that verdict wasn’t totally safe for Cinna.

Cinna, who has been developing feelings for Finnick in the little time they’ve been able to spend together, and is, as we’ve seen, absolutely riddled with guilt at profiting off the blood and sweat of the districts, not to mention horrified at what Finnick’s been put through, readily forgives him and agrees Finnick did the right thing.

Now they’re living in District Thirteen.

Draft 1:

Finnick and Cinna have a chance to help fight back, in a few years the reader knows the war is going to break out, the end.

Draft 2

A badly traumatized and missing his family (mostly Mags) Finnick desperately wants to share a room with Cinna, the only person he knows and trusts. District Thirteen has rules, and you’re only allowed to pick your roommate if you’re married. But due to the population crash after the recent epidemic, non-fertile marriage licenses have been revoked. Maybe that’ll change in a decade or two, if the birth rate picks up.

Enter Doctor Aurelius, who I have made a kind and competent therapist. Out of concern for Finnick’s mental health, he talks Coin into a compromise, where she exempts refugees from the new fertile marriage law, on the grounds that refugees have already contributed to the population.

Aurelius also gives Cinna some serious counseling, along the lines of, “I know all your interactions with Finnick so far have been sunshine and roses, but there haven’t been that many, and you better know what you’re getting yourself into here, because a relationship with a deeply traumatized teenager is not the world’s easiest job.” And he strongly encourages Cinna to enter into proactive counseling if he goes through with the marriage.

They get married. Implication that it will be rocky but they’ll get their happy ending because they have support. The end.

Draft 3

Finnick's been going through the standard D13 program for tapering off drugs. He's doing well and looking forward to contributing to the resistance.

Buuuut. Coin is evil. She likes neutralizing rivals and threats. And a boy who won the Games at fourteen and by nineteen demonstrated he could negotiate special treatment from one government in order to bring down another government using information he gathered while spying on them is a definite potential threat.

So after milking him for the information he has, Coin goes on about how amazing Finnick's accomplishments are and how he's the only person whoever acquired a drug addiction on purpose to help District Thirteen out, and if he's still having cravings, they can repay him for his sacrifices by giving him a slower taper. Which, as you can probably guess, ends up being a taper up, so that Finnick is not figuring out that his new president is almost as despotic as the last one and deciding he needs to sleep with her underlings to gather information.

Finnick, instead, is perfectly happy with all the accommodations this helpful and supportive government is making for him, from being allowed to room with someone he's not married to, to a concerned nurse who's happy to prescribe anything he likes, to his wonderfully ever-present boyfriend/roommate, who lacks an official schedule tattooed onto his arm, and is thus free to keep an eye on Finnick while he's high as a kite, which is most of the time these days.

Because Cinna continues to be both guilt-ridden, confused about what's in Finnick's best interests, and manipulated by his therapist (who the reader figures out is the same happy-to-prescribe nurse who's working for Coin) into thinking that his instinct never to deny Finnick anything is much healthier than his better judgment that maaaybe Finnick spending all day in his room and never interacting with anyone except Cinna and the hospital staff is a bad thing? And Cinna is encouraged to be proud that his continued attentiveness is so good for Finnick's mental health. In a word, Cinna ends up in a totally codependent mindset, where the more Finnick depends on him, the better Cinna feels.

This is that predicament I was talking about. Because in my observation, people who don't want help, and live with their enablers, don't get help. Times one million, I imagine, if the government is invested in keeping them that way.

Because Snow never fully knew what Finnick was capable of, but he came to Coin with his hand played.

Lorata, this is pretty much the same reason you haven't been able to finish Rick & Lacy.

Part of the problem is that in order to make Cinna the love of Finnick's life, I set this before Annie, i.e. before the 70th Hunger Games. So it's a little over five years before any other victors come to D13. By making Finnick not the D4 tribute in 75, I can probably have Mags survive, possibly at Peeta's expense (I would really like to talk to someone who understands Katniss to figure out how she would react), but that's a really long time, and also almost certainly results in Finnick missing all the action. Because it's not like Mags shows up, Finnick's back to his old self in time to participate in the war. Which is good because he lives, but bad because that's a hell of a time skip and I'm not sure it's worth the payoff. It feels pretty anticlimactic, actually.

Plus there's the problem that in my head, whenever Mags does show up and start trying to convince Finnick that Coin did this to him, he's had five-plus years to rationalize to himself that it was his idea, that he's been through enough, that he's finally happy, and that after all he went through to protect her, she has no right to demand that he sacrifice himself yet again to this war. And there's a pretty interesting philosophical argument where she insists "he" doesn't want this, it's just the drugs that altered his brain chemistry, maybe irreversibly, and he asks, "If I'm perfectly sober and just enjoy this lifestyle, what on earth does it mean for there to be a 'me' that doesn't want this?"

So idk what to do. If there’s to be a literarily satisfactory solution, I feel like it has to come pretty early on.

Maybe, because Doctor Aurelius is in the picture, and Finnick's been having daily therapy with him during the first weeks after his arrival, I can have Finnick say something to him that causes him to get suspicious and say something that causes Finnick to realize what's going on...but, damn, this is complicated, y'all.

Here, have a summary instead.

#writing #hunger games fanfiction #finnick odair #cinna

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leviathan-supersystem · 7 years ago

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What happened between you and Nova?

nothing in particular, no big Falling Out or anything, we just sorta gradually drifted apart. i know now they’re on a big “only anarcho-communism is real communism, all other communists are Red Fascists” tip now, which obvs is completely not what i’m about at all, so, idk. i’d feel weird re-establishing contact. “hey whats up, how ya been, heard you think i’m evil? cool, cool.”

at the time when we were in touch i was still really deep in my attempt to create a communist/leftist mode of occultism- honestly in retrospect it feels surreal that i was ever so deeply involved in that project, but at the time it made sense- i saw a lot of kids in the Edgy Aesthetic tumblr scene getting sucked in by fascist occultism, wotanism and so on, and it seemed to me like a good strategy to try to create some kind of memetic counter-force, to try to draw young people with an interest in the occult toward the left, rather than toward the right. so i started studying the history of any overlap i could find between politics and occultism, and any overlap between political and occult symbolism, to try to develop a theory of political occultism within a left-wing context.

nova was one of the first people to take any kind of interest in my work, and at the time had a larger following than me, so honestly i was pretty excited that my work was having any kind of influence at all.

at any rate, since then the memetic landscape has changed- the threat of fascist occultism has subsided as the far-right has begun to shift away from that strategy because of all the infighting it was creating on their side between occult nazis and christian nazis, and meanwhile on the left, left-wing occultism has expanded and gained such a high profile that the idea that it would need boosting seems absurd to me. if anything, i’m more concerned about leftist mysticism eclipsing leftist materialism/skepticism.

also a lot of my theories on political occultism and the nature of symbolism don’t seem as convincing to me now in light of new evidence. while my approach was always from a purely materialistic worldview- in the sense of viewing mysticism purely as a psychological/sociological phenomenon, and not subscribing to any literal belief in the supernatural- i did have some theories about the association between symbolism and ideology, and the idea that certain symbols might have inherent psychological associations which overlapped with political ideology.

namely, what i perceived as a correlation between downward pointing symbolism and leftism, and upward pointing symbolism in fascism. this mostly sprung from noticing that the nordic resistance movement, a fascist movement, uses an upward pointing arrow as their symbol, and then comparing that to the downward pointing arrows of the iron front in antifascist symbolism, and in particular the way that the iron fron arrows being used to cover up fascist symbolism could be viewed as canceling out one force with an opposing force.

expanding on this, i noticed tons of stuff that followed this pattern, of downward/inward imagery being used by left-wing groups and upward/outward imagery being used by right-wing groups- also, how this could be applied to tendencies toward chthonic symbolism in left-wing imagery and toward ouranic symbolism in right-wing imagery.

and then expanding on this to explore parallels between this, and various uses of opposition between upward/downward forces as a motif in the occult- alchemy, etc. and then add in hegel’s hermetic influences, and it felt like i had stumbled on something significant.

of course, then those fascist assholes in identity evropa used the dragon’s eye as their symbol, which according to my theories should have been too inherently leftist a symbol for that to even really be possible. and there were other similar examples of symbolism being used in ways that directly contradicted my theories. so what the fuck. all that hard work the fuck out the window, it meant nothing.

interestingly though, it seems that right-wing dickhead jordan peterson arrived at something very similar to my own concepts, just with the ethical perspective reversed- ie, we both seem to have drawn eerily similar correlations about which alchemical imagery matches up to which political forces, but we have opposite perspectives on which side in that is good.

which almost piques my interest in re-exploring that, and seeing if i was on to something after all, but. nah. more likely i ended up drawing the same correlations because they were obvious correlations to draw, not because they demonstrate some kind of ~ooooooo mystical correlations between alchemical archetypes and political concepts.

and as much as i might try to keep this concept grounded and materialist by framing it purely in terms of the social and psychological effect of symbolism, at the end of the day, this is all extremely new-agey. i don’t see any compelling reason to think it’s where i should be spending my time and energy at this juncture.

wooo this got way off the subject you asked about! but yeah nova took an interest in my work very early on, but since then we’ve both kind of gradually drifted apart.

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jighoon · 7 years ago

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Anxiety, Caffeine and Being Gay

word count: 1.49K

Rated: PG honestly its probs G but i swear a lot lmao

A/N: ok this was heavily inspired by a magical dream i had last night that was so beautiful i woke up crying and this moodboard by @kwoshi! and whoever it was in the kkt chat that told me to write it lmao

also yikes so this is like only the third time I’ve ever posted my writing and idk mans

You’ve woken to the soft flutter of eyelashes against your chest as your girlfriend stirs in her sleep. You’d stay here forever if you could, tangled in the sheets of your massive bed with Ellie and Jih.. Wait, Jihoon isn’t there? Where is he? You carefully move Ellie’s head onto a pillow and affectionately wipe some of the drool from her lips. Once she’s settled, you pull back your covers and embark on Your Quest to look for your boyfriend.

You trudge down the hall, with one hand feeling around you to keep you from crashing. However, as your momentum sends socked feet sliding across the hardwood floor, you rush into the kitchen and the fridge door slams shut. There’s Jihoon! Apparently your slip scared the hell out of both of you, because his eyes are wide and his face is frozen in shock. “Why did you leave us?” you chide gently. As soon as the situation registers, he smirks and moves towards you, planting a kiss on your forehead.

“I wanted water. I didn’t leave you,” he teases. “And I’m done now, let’s go back to bed.” His arm slinks around your shoulder and you move towards your bedroom together. Jihoon enters the room first and you close the door behind you as quietly as possible. Regardless, the handle clicks anyways and you and Jihoon both look at the Ellie-shaped lump under the covers, afraid of waking her. She makes no movement, and the two of you slowly begin to join her in bed. You watch as Jihoon sidles up next to her, putting his arms around her waist and cocking his head towards you in a gesture that means ‘you’re supposed to get in now’.

Upon cuddling up to your boyfriend’s back, you place your arm around his body and as far around Ellie’s as possible. He chuckles quietly as you struggle to reach, but pulls your hand forward slightly, holding it in his own as he helps you reach the front of her belly. You rub slow circles on her hip bones as you place a gentle kiss on Jihoon’s back. You can totally tell he smiles as you both fall back asleep.

The next time you wake up, the sun is there to greet you, along with the cheesy smiles of your two companions. You quirk an eyebrow at them. It’s too early for Ellie’s bullshit and you can tell that Jihoon has already been dragged into it, probably with many tiny kisses and her infinitely charming puppy dog eyes. You don’t blame him though, she’s adorable.

“What are you shit-heads doing?” you ask, clearly not ready for the answer. You rub the sleep out of your eyes as they giggle at you. Jihoon assures you nothing is wrong, then Ellie throws a handful of clothing items in your face.

“Get dressed!” she shouts cheerily, pulling you to a sitting position at the side of the bed and shimmying your panties off without any warning. That wakes you up pretty damn quick.

“Whoa ok holy shit, Ellie I’ll get dressed let go of my underwe-” but before you can finish, she pulls them off from around your ankles with a shit-eating smile.

“Good morning babe!” she teases before grabbing Jihoon’s hand and heading out of the room. She stops in the door frame. “Hurry up and get ready we wanna go do something fun!” she yells before shutting the door. You shake your head. Is she always this loud in the mornings? Yes, she is, and with that you start to get dressed.

Once you’re ready, you head into the kitchen, where you’d assumed you would have breakfast. You were wrong. Ellie grabs your hand and begins pulling you and Jihoon (who is firmly in the grasp of her other hand) out the front door.

“Where are we going?” Jihoon asks. You thought he was part of Ellie’s evil plot, but he looks just as confused as you are. Ellie says nothing, but grins even wider and begins steering the three of you down the street. You walk hand-in-hand down the sidewalk for about 15 minutes, with your stomach rumbling.

“We’re here!” Ellie shouts as you stand in front of a coffee shop. OH. It’s not just a coffee shop, this is where the three of you met. That was a wild day. Hopefully she won’t tell the story. To your relief, she doesn’t and pulls the two of you inside to sit at your usual table as far away from the window and door as possible. As you wait for your orders to be taken, you and Jihoon eye your girlfriend suspiciously. There is no fucking way you guys are just here for coffee. Not a chance. Ellie has a flair for the dramatic, and takes great joy in watching you and Jihoon completely change colors in embarrassment when she makes a spectacle.

Your waiter, an impatient-looking boy named Chan, walked over and asked for your orders. A black coffee, a caramel frappuccino and an iced tea were requested and then he left as quickly as he came. You look over at the others. Jihoon is reading a flier posted on the wall, Ellie is snickering like an idiot.

“Ellie? Why are you laughing?” Not that you’d ever want her to stop...

She gives no response and stops making noise completely, no matter how hard you try to get her to tell you. She remains silent until your drinks arrive. After finally taking your first sip, the magic of caffeine (or the placebo effect, I’m not quite sure) gives you the energy to finally ask her. “Ok, Els. You’ve been weird all day. Jihoon you’ve been weird, too and I don’t like it. What the fuck is going on you two?!” You hadn’t realized it was bugging you so much. Neither had they, apparently. You watch as Ellie’s eyebrows crease and her mouth pouts slightly. Shit. Before you can say anything, she cuts you off.

“Look, I’m sorry (y/n). This is my fault. I wanted to do something spontaneous to surprise you today. I asked Jihoonie to help me. I didn’t realize it would give you anxiety, baby. I’m sorry.” Oh my God. Oh Shit. Now you feel like kind of a dick, but she cuts you off again, this time with a tiny kiss. Jihoon scoots a little closer to you two. He opens his mouth to start talking, but pauses for a second to think, unknowingly sitting with his mouth hanging open for a solid 10 seconds as you and Ellie try very hard to hold back laughter.

“I didn’t realize how hard this would be on you either, and I’m sorry. I feel really bad. I think,” he sends a pointed look at Ellie, “after this, we should go home and just... hang out for a bit.” Ellie sees right through him.

“Bullshit. We’re going home and we’re cuddling. Fuck you.” Neither of you dare to challenge her, so as soon as you’ve paid, Jihoon grabs both of your hands and leads the three of you home. Completely synchronized, you all make a beeline towards the bedroom as soon as you cross the threshold. You’ve hardly begun unzipping your jeans when her hands are on your cheeks and pulling you in for a kiss. You were raised to be polite, so of course, your hands move from your jeans to rest on her hips. Pulling her closer, you two hear a small, indignant squeak from the direction of your bed. Breaking apart, you notice Jihoon sitting there, looking very lonely. Ellie gives you one last kiss on the very corner of your mouth before departing to your boyfriend.

You watch with a smile as she plops onto his lap. “Hey babe.” she says with a wink before pulling him into the kiss he wanted so badly. You can’t help but smile. Maybe that was a weird response to such a heated situation, but the two people that you loved more than anything else, were just as in love with each other as you were with them and the thought made your heart sing. Before you know it, Ellie’s grabbing your hand and pulling you onto the bed.

You’re half expecting your pants to come the rest of the way off, but instead she pushes you into a spot roughly one Ellie-width away from Jihoon and right at his face level. As soon as you’re in place, she wiggles between the two of you and pulls both your faces in for kisses at the same time. It didn’t work and it was very awkward, but it was cute nonetheless. Both you and Jihoon rest your arms over her and lean your heads in to press kisses into her temples. You definitely fell asleep like that.

#going17net #svtnetwork #mine #writing #My writing #Lee Jihoon #woozi #woozi fluff #aaaaaaa #polyamory #whole lotta gays

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kpgimpactor · 6 years ago

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Here we go. Idk how to put a cut on mobile but I’ll tag appropriately for spoilers.

Before I get into it I do want to say I am not 100% a fan of where Dany's storyline is going and as with most things on this show the writing is lacking. But, I don't think her current actions as of S8E5 are out of character or unwarranted. Also I'll only be talking about the Dany we see in the show. We've since parted from the books for a while now and trying to explain TV Dany with Book Dany is useless at this point.

First of all, I don't agree with the idea that Dany is a loving, benevolent ruler and thus her actions in S8 are out of character. Her actions in early seasons set her up to be admired and for the viewers to root for her. She was definitely the underdog. Small pretty blonde girl forced to reckon with barbaric hordes and evil slavemasters and emerging as their queen. It was convenient however that her enemies in the earlier seasons were often bad guys that had no connection to what was happening in Westeros. It was easy to dislike them and want her to win. However, she has also consistently executed (often in "barbaric" ways) anyone that stood against her or in her way. Her sense of mercy is often reserved for the people who immediately bend the knee and no one else. On one hand this is a smart political move as there will literally be less people in the world who oppose her, but on the other hand it belies her claim as a merciful queen if there are no enemies to show mercy towards. Now that she is in Westeros and interacting in the same way with characters that the viewers have emotional connections with, she is slowly being seen as more and more tyrannical. Her convoluted definition of mercy was further confirmed in the "mercy for future generations" conversation with Tyrion in episode 5.

Secondly, for a while now I've doubted Dany's motives for the Iron Throne. One of my biggest problems with her is she initially comes across as merciful and just, but ultimately wants something she has very little connection to. There is so much talk of "breaking the wheel" (which I believe is something Dany has said herself), however she depends upon that very wheel for her claim to the throne. I feel like it would be a different situation if Dany were trying to reclaim a throne that she herself sat upon. Something that physically was once hers. Or even if she was an charismatic nobody fighting to put an actual good ruler on the throne. But she's chasing it only because it used to be in the family and has been saying for SEASONS that she will claim it with blood and fire.

Finally, the revealing and subsequent whispering of the big secret about Dany and Jon has been the final push towards her recent actions. Her less-than-warm welcome to Westeros has been a big topic the past few seasons. She is a stranger with large scary dragons and is a relative of the Mad King. Not only that but she arrives expecting people to immediately bend the knee to her and reacts as expected when they don't: burning them down. The people in the north love Jon and openly state how they'd choose him as king. Sansa remains adamant about keeping the North free (that scene was WILD with all the fake smiles) and Dany has to find out she's been accidentally been fucking her nephew - the legitimate child of the previous male heir to the throne. The cards are currently not in her favor. I feel like that all came to a head when Jon said he loved her but literally choked on air trying to not kiss her. Whatever was going through her head at that moment, it was all solidified with "alright...let it be fear".

This all culminates very dramatically on Dany’s face (regardless of the writing EC does AMAZING things with this character) as the bells are rung for Cersei's surrender. She will rule by fear. Her claim to the throne has been constantly questioned and thwarted and she is in a strange cold land where the people are not grateful for her. Over time the people she trusts and love have left her or betrayed her and we have seen that she does not show mercy to her enemies, only to those who kneel to her leadership immediately. If she accepts Cersei's surrender there will be a (hopefully) peaceful transition of power but that will leave room for doubts and whispers. There is a more suitable heir with a more powerful claim. What better way to claim her throne than with blood and fire as she always promised. Burn the city that has never been taken.

I don't think the writers have been planning this from day one, but where they have taken the story I don't think it's the worst choice they could have made. Dany's actions throughout the seasons do line up to support her current decisions and while it was heartbreaking to watch I think it was filmed and acted out relatively well.

TLDR: Dany has consistently shown mercy only to those who immediately succumb to her rule and has ruthlessly killed anyone that stood against her. She has always promised to claim the Iron Throne with blood and fire and she implied to Jon that she will rule by fear over love. She was sending a message to the whole of Westeros by burning King's Landing and I don't think it was entirely out of character for her.

Unpopular opinion time: I think Danaerys’ actions and story line make sense this season.

#GOT #GOT spoilers #game of thrones #game of thrones spoilers #danaerys targaryen #got s8e5 #heeeere we go #jon snow

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lucykimbow · 7 years ago

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QUIZ: OMG, How Many Of These Acronyms Do You Know?

From LOL to BRB, acronyms have taken over our culture with a BEG (you know what this means don’t you?). Chatting with friends online or through text messages has become a game of deciphering codes that lost their secrets ages ago. But the true story of acronyms actually started long before the invention of the internet and texting. Formal businesses have been using acronyms for as long as they’ve been around. Some organizations are even known by their acronym instead of their real name. Do you have an acumen for acronyms? Click the start button to find out!

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When you come home from months away it's a real LTNS.\n

long time no speak\n

long time no sing\n

long time no spaghetti\n

long time no see\n

LTNS mean \"long time no see,\" which is exactly what all your friends and family will say when they see you for the first time. It's the acronym you won't stop getting!\n\n"},"3":{"position":3,"url":"http:\/\/www.giveitlove.com\/quiz-omg-how-many-of-these-acronyms-do-you-know\/3\/","content":"\n

The BEG your sibling gives you when they're about to get you in trouble.\n

best educated guess\n

big-eyed grin\n

best evil guess\n

big evil grin\n

Anyone who grew up with siblings knows that \"big evil grin\" their sister or brother gives them before dropping the blame hammer.\n\n\n

It's true that GMTA when two friends have the same idea.\n

groovy minds think alike\n

great minds think a lot\n

good moods take avocados\n

great minds think alike\n

While it's true that avocados lead to good moods, the phrase we're looking for is \"great minds think alike.\" You know it's true friendship when you and a friend think the exact same way.\n\n\n

The couple celebrating their anniversary was JIT for their dinner reservations.\n

just in tide\n

just in term\n

just in tempo\n

just in time\n

Unless they're dancing this couple is not in tempo. They made it \"just in time\" to their anniversary dinner. The host was just about to cross off their names!\n\n\n

The UFO soared above the treeline for all the campers to see.\n

ugly fluorescent owl\n

unobtrusive flash objects\n

undefined fantastic object\n

unidentified flying object\n

The \"unidentified flying object\" wowed the campers as it flew past. Many were left wondering if it was more than just an airplane too far out of range to really see.\n\n\n

In the era of streaming entertainment, PPV group watching is just as popular as ever.\n

pages per visitor\n

purchase price variance\n

pre-production verification\n

pay per view\n

Pay Per View is still a widely used service that sports fans watch the biggest fights with. From WWE to UFC, professional fighting fans would be left in the dark without PPV.\n\n\n

Many bars and restaurants now use POS systems to take food and drink orders.\n

positively outrageous service\n

process operating system\n

primary operating service\n

point of service\n

The touchscreen \"point of service\" system allows businesses touchscreen controls to place customer orders. Once finalized, a receipt prints behind the bar or in the kitchen for preparation.\n\n\n

It's hard to turn on the television without seeing a commercial for the SPCA.\n

Student Parent Caring Association\n

Special Pets Can't Act Alone\n

Symposium on Pervasive Computing and Applications\n

Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals\n

The Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals often gets their commercials placed during major sporting events, usually accompanied by a sad song.\n\n\n

ESPN is the most popular sports network in the United States.\n

Every Sports Plays Network\n

Entertainment Sports People's Network\n

Evil Sports Propaganda Network\n

Entertainment and Sports Programming Network\n

The Entertainment and Sports Programming Network was founded in 1979. Since then it has become one of the country's most popular networks to watch all things sports.\n\n\n

Your parents would not be happy if you said TYVM for dinner instead of...\n

thank you, Viggo Mortenson\n

thank you vegetation manager\n

thank you very many\n

thank you very much\n

It's polite after a meal to say, \"thank you very much.\" If you looked your host in the eyes and said, \"TYVM\" you might never be invited back for another meal.\n\n\n

The television show will BRB after these commercial breaks!\n

bring registered broadband\n

be running behind\n

bring recordings back\n

be right back\n

Before cutting to commercial, it's common for television shows to let the audience know they will, \"be right back.\" The acronym is also used among friends.\n\n\n

It's hard to stay in contact with certain family members when they are AWOL.\n

away on leave\n

always working on leaving\n

alone without laptop\n

absent without leave\n

Someone who has gone AWOL is \"absent without leave.\" They often don't want to be found and purposely take steps to make sure you can't.\n\n\n

The APB was out on the missing dog when he couldn't be found around the house.\n

alone pet bulletin\n

all police band\n

animal protection battalion\n

all-points bulletin\n

The dog was so important to the family they convinced the police to put out an \"all-points bulletin\" to help them find their lost family member.\n\n\n

IDK where the Applebees gift card was placed!\n

I don't kare\n

I didn't know\n

I do know\n

I don't know\n

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ICYMI has become a popular acronym in Twitter news reporting.\n

in considering you missed it\n