#but then something terrible happened on dec 1 2022

[hellofeanor]

RINGS OF POWER WEEK 2023 Day Five: Favourite Costume

The last whose realm was fair and free Between the Mountains and the Sea

Photos by @teadrunktailor, costume and edits by me

[behindthescenesoftaylor]

Hey! So lately I've been thinking about Kyle x (fem) reader who is like really abusive but it's because her drinking problem and all her unhealthy relationships she's been in which Kyle finds out moments before he was about to break up with her because of her abusive behaviour and instead of breaking up he decided to try to help her somehow.

(Aged up ofc) A little fucked up idea but if you feel comfortable with writing something like that I would be grateful!

Addiction Kyle broflovski X Addicted! Reader

TW!! ALCOHOL ADDICTION

Kyle goes to confront (y/n), and finds out a terrible secret and the reason why she was so abusive.

1,100 words | afab reader | aged up characters | if you didn’t like it tell me what you didn’t like and I’ll change it for you! :)

IDK ABT THIS ONE GUYSSS I FEEL LIKE ITS RUSHED 😢

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This was it

Kyle was finally going to break up with (y/n). The bruises were too much, the insults were too much, and the excuses he would make when his roommates asked about how they were doing was too much.

He walked down the buildings hall, looking for her apt room, her roommate had moved out long ago, leaving her alone. Sadly, for him all that did was worsen the situation. He loved her, don’t get him wrong, but with every hit, insult, and bruise he found his love lowering and lowering until finally he couldn’t take it anymore.

His fast-paced walking stopped when he finally got to her door. He anxiously bit his lip, let’s hope she doesn’t make this too hard. He knocked, surprisingly loudly, the knock echoed through the hallways, but there was no answer.

“Fuck” he muttered, reaching for his pocket where he had a spare that was for situations like these. He entered the key and twisted it in before opening the door. A faint fan could be heard over the door squeak and he looked around, she’s not in the living room.

“(Y/n)?!” He yelled out. He scanned the whole dorm, there was no sight of her. What he could see though was an open notebook on her bed. Now, Kyle wasn’t the one to snoop, but this one time curiosity took the best of him. He grabbed the notebook, running his fingers along the spine as he turned to read the contents.

It just keeps getting worse, I’ve tried and tried so many times. Kyle doesn’t deserve me, he doesn’t deserve this, but i need him. There’s times i don’t remember what i did, but i could feel it.

He tilted his head and flipped the page to the next one, nothing. He then turned it to the first ever page in the notebook.

December 20th, 2021

I recently tried alcohol, and it was euphoric. It felt like for once in my life, all my worries went away. I’m thinking about making this an all time thing

March 2nd, 2022

I don’t think I’ve been a week without alcohol since i first started. The hangovers suck, but it’s all worth it.

October 31, 2022

I met this guy named Kyle, he’s amazing and I’m hoping we can maybe become a thing? I’m so excited! Currently drinking in my dorm, with my buddy Bebe.

Dec 20, 2022

I’m starting to regret this alcohol thing, it’s been a year. I cant seem to go a day without it. Me and Kyle got together, he was sweet, but I’m worried about what will happen if i keep this up, so I’m going to stop.

January 1, 2023

I cant stop. It’s keeping me awake, i can’t sleep, i can’t live without it. I cant.

January 10, 2023

I hit Kyle. I hit him and i yelled at him. It’s a hazy memory, but i remember it. I cant tell him about my problem. I don’t know.. what am i going to do.

Suddenly the door slammed open. The rattling of hung photos could be heard all the way from the room. Kyle quickly shut the notebook and went to the closet, leaving a little peak in the door to see.

(Y/n) was seen stumbling, a red cup in her hand. She was giggling to herself, but then the giggling turned into crying out of nowhere. “FUCK!”

She punched the wall, upset about something. But Kyle wouldn’t let her hurt herself, not now that he knows. Kyle quickly stepped out of the closet, making his presence known.

"(Y/n)!" Kyle called out firmly, his voice cutting through the air. "Stop!"

Startled, (Y/n) turned towards Kyle, her eyes widening in surprise and anger. She held the red cup tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white.

"What are you doing here?" she snapped, her voice filled with frustration.

"I came to talk to you, but I found your notebook instead," Kyle replied, holding it up slightly. "I didn't mean to invade your privacy, but what I read... it worries me, (Y/n)."

A mix of emotions crossed (Y/n)'s face—confusion, betrayal, and anger. She took a step forward, her hand trembling.

"You had no right to read that!" she shouted, her voice cracking with emotion. "Get out of here!"

Kyle stood his ground, concern etched on his face. "I'm sorry, (Y/n), but I had to know what was going on. I care about you, and I can't stand by while you're hurting yourself and our relationship."

With a sudden surge of anger, (Y/n) raised her hand, preparing to strike Kyle. But before she could make contact, he swiftly caught her hand mid-air, his grip firm yet gentle.

"No!" Kyle said firmly, his voice laced with determination. "I won't let you hurt yourself or anyone else. We need to talk about this, (Y/n)."

(Y/n) struggled against his grip, her anger momentarily replaced by shock. Tears welled up in her eyes, and she slumped, her defiance fading away as a wave of sorrow washed over her.

"Why... why are you still here?" she sobbed, her voice filled with anguish. "After everything, why won't you just leave?! You don’t deserve this.”

Kyle's expression softened, and he released his grip on (Y/n)'s hand. He stepped closer, wrapping his arms around her as she continued to sob. The anger had dissipated, replaced by a deep sorrow that tore at his heart.

"Because I love you, (Y/n)," he whispered, his voice full of compassion. "I won't abandon you, even when it's difficult. We need to face this together, no matter how hard it may be."

As Kyle held her, (Y/n) collapsed into his embrace, her sobs becoming more subdued. She clung to him, seeking solace and finding a glimmer of hope amidst the pain.

Kyle held (Y/n) tightly, providing a comforting presence in that moment of vulnerability. He gently stroked her hair, offering silent support as they stood in the middle of the room. The weight of their struggles, the bruises and insults, the addiction that had taken hold—it all hung heavy in the air.

"I'm so sorry, Kyle," (Y/n) finally managed to say between her sobs. "I never wanted it to be like this. I never wanted to hurt you."

Kyle continued to hold her, his voice filled with empathy. "I know you didn't, (Y/n). Addiction is a powerful force, and it changes people. But we can't let it define our relationship. We have to fight it together."

(Y/n) looked up at Kyle, her tear-streaked face showing a mix of gratitude and despair. "I've tried so many times to stop, but I can't do it alone. I need help."

"And you'll have it," Kyle assured her, determination evident in his voice. "We'll find the support you need, whether it's therapy, rehab, or whatever it takes. We'll face this battle together, (Y/n), and come out stronger on the other side."

In that moment, amidst the pain and uncertainty, they found solace in each other's embrace.

[rvdbnotreally]

girlllll don’t even get me started!!!!!!! the amount of failed friendships is insane!!! and the friend groups?? in 5 years time i’ve been in 7 different ones and that’s only counting school.

slight tw for sh and such topics!

and it’s not even always neurotypicals. my best friend in the last friendgroup i was in (sep 2022-dec 2023) started ignoring me for days and sometimes weeks and was always saying the most fucked up “jokes” to me. there was one time where she actually told me i must have been suicidal for wearing a hoodie during exam season??? (she knew that i used to be suicidal) then after three months or smt i said “hey girl can we please talk this trough because i hate this” because she was like the most important person in my life at that point.

so we met up and after a while we started talking about how we were treating each other (i was trying to not put all of the blame on her yk) and everything. i basically asked “hey could you please explain to me why you ignore me and treat me like shit most of the time” because that’s what i wanted to know.

she told me that there’s basically 5 things really wrong with me and i needed to change those thing in order for us to stay or go back to being friends. those were:

1. not always going along with the rest of the group and coming up for myself (the ONLY one i think is fair)

2. not interrupting conversations when i walk up to people (yk the moment where everybody stops what they’re talking about and says hi and you ask how are you all doing? that was interrupting people in her opinion)

3. starting a conversation in a group (she thought that i was bad at that and that i should only go along with the conversation that was already there (even if there wasn’t one))

4. not only talking about my interests (this is one that sounds alright, but she was the one to always encourage me to talk about my interests and always said that it was ‘cute’ or ‘nice’ that i actually talked about what i liked. turns out she didn’t like it anymore and wanted me to never talk about it again)

5. reading people better (this one is the most stupid because you can’t magically read people better but she wanted me to always understand what the rest of the friend group wanted and such idk man)

so after this i said smt like “hey you do understand that almost everything you named are typically associated with autism and i can’t really change that about myself” and she said that i might not fully reach the level she wanted me to, but that i could still try yk.

i thought that it was fair that she struggled with these things about me, because of course i can, it’s literally my entire life.

now here comes the most interesting part of it all. after she told me all of those things (mind you i’m a very insecure person, so these things were a huge blow to the idea that i could function as a ‘normal’ person) she asked me if there was smt i wanted her to do. there were many things but in that moment i was a bit shocked and couldn’t really put my thoughts into order. so i asked her to do 2 very simple things in comparison to what she asked of me:

1. if there was something wrong, she should tell me, because “something” (autism) made me unable to pick up on that sort of thing. (it made me very confused and angry and most of all sad that i couldn’t understand what was happening with my best friend who meant so, so much to me and i wanted nothing more than to understand her)

2. not to make jokes without making sure i actually knew it was a joke. (so many of her “jokes” made me so, so insecure and made me feel awful about myself and everything i did or didn’t do)

and yk what this girl responded with. she said and i quote “you do know i have ADHD, right? like that makes it very hard to do that?” GIRL YES i can understand because i have AUTISM????? like the thing that actually makes me act like a terrible person in her eyes isn’t good enough, but her fucking adhd hinders her from being a good friend and not saying terrible things to a person you KNOW is insecure.

so we promised each other that we would both work on it and that she would tell me if i was improving or doing smt she didn’t like. after that we parted ways and i worked on being a ‘better’ person for a whole month. i was pushing everyone away by not talking to them and i became so tired trying to read everything everyone was trying to express and everything. i wouldn’t exactly call it depressive, but it was slowly reaching a point where i didn’t want to do anything anymore, i lost all social skills i had build up over the years, i lost contact with a lot of people, i didn’t enjoy anything, i became insecure on a whole new level and most important of all, i was still losing my best friend.

she never said anything about if i was doing better or not and never even acknowledged that i was trying.

at the end of the december examperiod there was going to be this christmas gala at school and i really wanted to go, she didn’t approve of any type of school happenings and said that we wouldn’t go. the day of the gala i found out she was actually going, with her boyfriend and another friend of mine. that was the last straw and the next morning during my geography exam i was seated next to her. she came in and started talking to me, and i ignored her exactly like she did to me in the start. i think she actually failed that exam because of how i treated her. since then i haven’t really talked to her and the rest of the girls in the friendgroup decided to follow her.

sometimes i’m recovering from this friendship and sometimes i’m still in that mindset. i really, really hope i can finally make friends that can actually love me as i am. i don’t want to only be friends with boys that are attracted to me, i just want people that accept me and let me grow into the person i want to be, not the one they want me to be.

i really, really hate that i can’t keep friends for a long period of time and i know a large portion of that is because these’s people aren’t are ‘mature’ as me. in the sense that they can take criticism, come to me when they have a problem and try understand each other. i hope that everyone with or without autism can find someone or someones that care for them and i hope that people can understand why people with autism simply can’t act in a way that you understand.

i have to think about everything i do and i can’t stop thinking about every small thing i do. i just want people to understand that and not complicate matters by asking me to completely change the way i work. i hope that nobody has that.

i know probably nobody is going to read this and that’s fine, i just really, really, really needed to write this down. thank you if you did read this i hope you have a fantastic day!

Dear other autistic people, what defines a friendship to you? I don't believe I have ever had a healthy friendship and I can not find anything that truly helps me understand how one would work out. Especially with how friendships are with neurotypicals, I just feel out of the loop and it is haunting me.

Thank you in advance for your answers!

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Dec 8, 2022

Reflection

1. What is going on inside your head right now?

I feel like the more I know about anything, the worse I feel. For example, learning about my homelessness. Or learning about anxiety, depression, PTSD, etc. I feel like knowing about these things and being able to identify them when they are occurring only makes me feel self conscious and broken.

I think the assessment made me realize I'm not taking as good care of myself as I previously thought I was and that makes me kinda sad. Haha I thought I was doing so well but there's so much to improve on and that thought makes me feel tired. I've been sleeping a lot more than usual since we last spoke and I still feel sleepy. There are circles under my eyes thats I've noticed lately..

2. What negative emotion keeps cropping up the most lately?

Mostly that no one wants me around. It's a silly thought because my friends love me, deep down inside I know they do. They make it obvious whenever I see them. But when I'm not with them I always feel like maybe they don't like me or miss me. It especially hurts me when I try to make plans with them and they have to cancel for some reason. It feels like they just don't want to be around me.

3. What has made you the happiest lately?

I told myself I wasn't going to date anymore after the traumatic event happened with my cousin, because I would be leaving soon but also because I wasn't ready to trust men. I tweeted something about how it was kind of difficult to function normally after a traumatic event had occurred, and an old friend liked my tweet. This old friends name is Jaime, we dated briefly but I went off to college in a different city and he stayed behind. We hung out a few times since the incident with my cousin and I told him what went down. I've been talking to him a lot lately about how I've been so bummed out and he always does something to make me laugh and feel better. He's a very comical character. Always makes me laugh so I think the rekindling of our friendship has made me the happiest lately.

4. The last time you felt this way, what did you do?

The last time I felt extremely anxious, I ruined a friendship. My pal Leo didn't know how to tell me that he would be less involved in my life cause he got a girlfriend. I thought he just hated my guts. I kept asking him if I had some something, and if he hated me. He wouldn't ever give me a straight answer so I thought the worst. Ultimately I came off as clingy and overbearing cause I was doing everything to not lose him, and then I did. 🙃

5. What holds you back the most from moving on from negative emotions?

Probably me forgetting about any reassurance I've received. I have a terrible memory so sometimes I'll forget how someone consoled me and go back to feeling how I felt before the consolation.

6. Which emotions are you trying to avoid right now? why?

Right now I'm trying to avoid feeling like a complete screw up. I was asked recently to participate in a panel discussion, but what I hate most about those is the part when they ask about where I am now. I feel stuck as if I haven't accomplished anything lately and that kills me. It's true, I haven't accomplished anything lately, but I wish I was okay with that, rather than feeling like less of a worthy person because of it. I don't wanna do the panel. I'm probably going to cancel, even thought I would consider it an achievement.

7. What is your inner critic telling you lately?

That I'll end up like my mom, severely depressed and unhappy. She had a hard life though, and while I have also had a hard life, it's not as bad as hers was. I feel like I'm in an ocean of sad feelings and I'm trying so hard to stay afloat as opposed to drowning in it but I'm getting so tired of fighting the current trying to pull me under.

[theharrowing]

The Hooksborough Demon 🤍 1: An Introduction

You and two friends ventured into the location of an urban legend with the intention of exploring an abandoned building and having a laugh at small town lore for clout.

But after a series of mysterious events, you have turned to a forum a year later to try to piece everything together, and to find out what the fuck happened to Yoongi & Jimin.

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🤍 Yoongi x Female Reader 🤍 word count: 550 + comments 🤍 paranormal au, urban legend au, found footage horror, gore, poly, smut, nsfw, 21+ 🤍 warnings: disappearance & possible major character death, mental instability, unreliable narrator 🤍 beta read by @neoneunnajimin 🤍 posted dec. 2021 | read on ao3

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An Introduction (posted by TH3 on 12/27/2021)

As the only known surviving member of “The Hooksborough Three,” I have decided to try to figure out what happened to my friends, Yoongi Min and Jimin Park. Although there has been an ongoing investigation for the last year, the cops have not found anything that may help locate either of them. 

It is for this reason that I am going to use this forum to outline everything in case someone can pick up on any clue that I may miss in the process. Maybe someone reading this knows something more about this legend, and they can help me figure it out. 

There have been a lot of questions surrounding the disappearance of my friends. I am not really sure how to address any of them directly; I just want to try to make sense of everything. Although this is still an open investigation, the footage has finally been released back into my custody, so I am going to watch it for the first time and detail everything I see here.

The legend goes: If you see The Hooksborough Demon, you will exit this plane of existence, or dimension, or whatever, and you will enter his. Or, you will die, I guess. I don't really know. 

We all thought it was stupid, which is why we went into the abandoned mall in the first place. But Yoongi was behind the camera and claimed to see weird shit, and then Jimin watched the footage later, and…well, things happened. They are both gone. So, for this reason, I am not going to be posting any clips here. Instead, I will be transcribing everything I see, and attempting to piece together the events that took place afterward through old journals and texts. If by chance their disappearances were linked to what we captured in the video, I should still be able to get through all of the footage before whatever happened to them happens to me.

At this point, I am not sure whether I believe in the urban legend or not, but I would rather not take my chances and expose anyone else to it. I guess we will find out in time if anything happened to the cops who watched it. I told them not to.

In the meantime, please do not break into the Hooksberry Mall property and go filming like we did. If you want to know what happened there, I will do my best to detail it here. Please just stay the hell away from that place. Learn from our mistakes.

Comments:

giriiboyy on 12/27/2021 where were you for the last year?

squishycat on 12/27/2021 haven't you seen blair witch project? you should know better than to seek this shit out. it's no wonder something terrible happened smh.

ameoba on 12/27/2021 @.squishycat that's a movie you dumbass.

hiromi_20 on 08/21/2022 yesss i've been itching for a good new creepypasta. it's obv fake but well written so don't stop op!  

// Sometimes, you can still hear his voice.

"It's okay, jagiya. I'm here. Let's go backwards, can you do that?"

z, y, x, w, v, u... It grounds you, even still. Even after a year.

"Backwards is too easy, how about my alphabet? Keep breathing."

giyeuk...nieun...d-diget...rieul... The room smells like lavender. There are cars outside, their tires are whooshing in the rain. mieum...bieup...shiot... Your hands are shaking. The light from the computer monitor is bright. It is going to be alright. You just need to find them. ieng...jiet...chiet... Once you find them it is going to be alright. kieuk...tiet...piep...hiet... You just need to find them. //

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[junker-town]

No bowl games on New Year’s Eve? Whatever, we get the College Football Playoff on New Year’s Day!

Sundays tend to mess with college football’s traditional schedule, but it all works out nicely this time around.

College football’s traditional New Year’s Day bowls are, for the most part, not on New Year’s Day in 2018. But the Playoff semifinals are, after two years of not being then.

That’s all because of the calendar, the NFL, and TV ratings.

The last two years, the Playoff’s been on New Year’s Eve. But that didn’t work this year, because New Year’s Eve is a Sunday.

Sunday is the last day of the NFL season, and it would be dumb to put college football’s marquee event directly up against a full slate of NFL games.

The other New Year’s Six bowls still have to go before the Playoff.

Well, they don’t have to, but it seems silly to hold less big-but-still-prestigious games after you’ve held the two Playoff semifinals.

And the Playoff isn’t going to start any time after New Year’s Day.

Especially not this year, when Jan. 2 is a Tuesday, a.k.a. the day most of the American workforce goes back to work and many of its students go back to school.

That leaves Dec. 30 as the last best option for New Year’s Six games.

The Fiesta (4 p.m.) and Orange (8 p.m.) Bowls will get the national scene to themselves on Saturday, Dec. 30. The Cotton already happened on Friday night.

That only leaves the Peach to fit in around lunchtime on New Year’s Day, before the Playoff games.

But, hey, it’s sure nice to have the Playoff back on New Year’s Day.

In recent years, the Playoff thought it’d be slick by having New Year’s Eve semis.

The Playoff’s organizers decided at the outset of the event that the semifinals would happen on New Year’s Eve two out of every three years. The idea was that college football could own that night, just as it already owned New Year’s Day (and like how the NBA owns Christmas Day and MLB owns the Fourth of July).

"We really do think we're going to change the paradigm of New Year's Eve," Playoff executive director Bill Hancock said in July 2015, before the first try.

The ratings demonstrated that this wasn’t a good idea.

The immediate returns were terrible:

Overnights: 9.9 for Cotton and 9.7 for Orange. Last year's semis were 15.5 for the early game and 15.3 for the late one.

— John Ourand (@Ourand_SBJ) January 1, 2016

Things got a little better last year, but the semis still did far worse ratings on New Year’s Eve than they did on New Year’s Day 2015, for the 2014 season’s Playoff.

And of course this wasn’t a good idea.

New Year’s Eve is the preeminent going-out night in American culture. People like to go to parties on that night. In the 2015 season’s Playoff, the semis kicked at 4 p.m. ET and 8 p.m. ET. That put the latter game, the Alabama-Michigan State Cotton Bowl blowout, smack dab in the middle of East Coasters’ NYE parties. Plenty of people put the game on in bars or house parties, but:

Putting a bunch of people in front of one screen doesn’t help ratings, and

Viewership was still definitely down from the New Year’s Day games a year earlier.

Playoff organizers moved the 2016 season’s semis up an hour, to 3 and 7 p.m. ET. That amounted to keeping the games on Pretty Dumb Day, but at least they were on at Somewhat More Palatable to Most People O’Clock.

This year’s games were always set for New Year’s Day anyway.

The plan has always been that in years when the Rose and Sugar Bowls were the semifinals, the games would be on New Year’s Day. That kept with both games’ traditions. Three of the other four New Year’s Six bowl games were to happen on Dec. 31, giving college football some market penetration that night anyway. Those dates are already locked in for the 2020 and 2022 seasons’ Playoff semis at the Rose and Sugar Bowls, too.

But the Playoff decided to cut back on New Year’s Eve going forward.

Initially, there were supposed to be NYE playoff semis in 2017, 2018, 2019, and 2020. Those game dates have since changed, although the games will be on New Year’s Eve 2022 and 2023. The 2022 semis will be on a Saturday, as were the 2016 season’s. When that happens, the Rose Bowl is on Jan. 2, because the Rose Bowl doesn’t happen on Sundays due to some history having to do with 19th-century horses:

The Tournament wanted to avoid frightening horses that would be hitched outside churches and thus interfering with worship services so the events were moved to the next day, January 2. Though horses are no longer outside local churches, the tradition remains to this day.

Hancock said limiting NYE semifinals was “the right thing to do for our fans.” He’d previously defended the schedule and suggested it wouldn’t change, but relented, which is totally unlike him.

“We tried to do something special with New Year’s Eve, even when it fell on a weekday,” he said in announcing the change in the summer of 2016. “But after studying this to see if it worked, we think we can do better. These adjustments will allow more people to experience the games they enjoy so much. For these four years, our previous call is reversed.”

Rejoice in not having to divide your New Year’s Eve attention.

Parties are good, and football is good. Now you’ll get good things for a longer combined period of time during your holiday weekend.