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olivyh · 3 years ago

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More format-less hc

So I tested positive for covid shortly after senior prom (which my school said was like the super spreader), and have been feeling like garbage since monday, so have an angsty hc/thought

TW: Mentions of illness, death if you squint and uhh tuna ig bc things go better in threes

Since Yuu is from another world with different diseases, they’re no equipped for the different viruses that can go around twst. This means that a common cold for yuu, since their body isnt used to it, could hurt them much, much more than it would hurt a person native to twisted wonderland. They dont have the natural immunity that everyone else has.

Imagine Adeuce making fun of yuu for falling sick over something that everyone gets as a kid, brushing it off and going about their day. they start to get worried when yuu doesnt show up to class the next few days, which turns into a week. crewel (since we all know crowley isnt doing much) takes them to the infirmary and, without any barriers to magic, magical solutions do nothing for them. that week turns into a month, and that month turns into two. The students don’t know what to do, the dorm heads are scrambling to find a solution because without yuu’s help, nrc has fallen into the disarray that it was before they got there.

the first years don’t care, they snap at their seniors and spend every available moment by yuu’s side. they still host their study sessions, just in the infirmary rather than the library. they still talk to their friend, even if their friend hasnt woken up since that first week. ace wishes he hadnt made that joke, he thinks its his fault that yuu fell so ill. he cursed them, he thinks. deuce tries every single of his mothers remedies, and laments every time they dont work. jack leaves the finished notes and schoolwork by their bed, and he feels a part of him sink whenever he sees how large the pile had gotten- so large that he had to move part of it to the floor. epel talks to yuu as if they can listen, pacing back and forth and ranting who knows what, mostly vils still-strict skincare regime (although he uses those same techniques on yuu, when he notices that they look particularly….gaunt, and pale. he doesnt want them to look like a ghost anymore). sebek can only stand and stare at what used to be his first friend besides silver. he’d known that full humans can get terribly ill, and that fae recover much faster than most species, but seeing it in person sends a chill down his spine. he returns to diasomnia in silence for the first time. grim is inconsolable, refusing to leave his dormleaders side even when offered the most expensive tuna there is, even when bribed and pulled at. he only ever leaves to take care of the dorm, which shocks the rest of the student body. the tanuki claims that he absolutely has ti keep the dorm clean or yuu will be upset with him. in reality, he cant stand to look at their sickened face anymore.

or malleus, spending every moment yuus other friends arent there by their side, quietly telling them stories from his homeland or trying his best to help them magically, but even he knows theres not much he can do without hurting them more. visitors soon notice little things among the gifts, small flowers, intricate jewelry (that is, jewelry that is much different than the gifts from the dormleader al-asim), small statues and books, and… who left a used “gao-gao dragon-kun” toy?

if they do wake up, the rest of campus will never take their presence for granted again, nor will they ever be alone ever again.

if they dont, i mean hey, ghosts exist in twisted wonderland! (really trying to bring the mood up here guys)

this turned out a ton more sad than i wanted it to, and i made myself sad, so im gonna go get myself a popsicle and skip

more of my online classes

#twisted wonderland #twst #twisted wonderland headcannons #twst angst #twisted wonderland angst #twst yuu #ace trappola #deuce spade #jack howl #epel felmier #sebek zigvolt #malleus draconia #grim twst

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actualbird · 3 years ago

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luke pearce comes back from his 8 year disappearance a father, for he has adopted a child

wc: 877

disclaimer: this idea is not up for grabs for other ppl to write it or use it. i will write this as a full fic myself, i just wanted to wordbarf ideas out first

so you cant convince me that luke "orphan boy" pearce would NOT adopt, if ever he were to have a child.

i know the whole "my parents died when i was very young" thing doesnt pop up much in luke's stories, nor does he express too many negative emotions on it, but im sure that if he ever were to make the choice to raise a kid, he'd want to adopt. he'd want to give another kid who lost their parents a life and happiness they didnt think they could get anymore.

but choice isnt really a factor in luke becoming a father. he couldnt say no. he wouldnt.

still figuring out the exact PLOT of how the child HAPPENS but it's linked to NSB stuff. maybe the kid was collateral leftover from a mission and luke was the one who did this mission (AND NO HE DIDNT KILL THE PARENTS, somebody else did, somebody evil, and luke kills THAT evil person), luke was the one the kid immediately imprinted onto and by the time luke got back to NSB HQ, the little girl was clinging to his leg fiercely, the blood splatter on both of them be damned.

"luke saved me," she said, quiet yet fierce. luke gave her his real name because there's no way he's ever going to lie to a child. "so he's mine now!"

everybody finds her adorable and finds luke's immense panic about the situation adorable but it's aaron who finally manages to get the little girl ("my name is evie," she giggles, grabbing for the lollipop aaron is bribing her with. "gimme that and i'll let you talk to luke alone!") to get some snacks from the vending machine with his spare change.

aaron is the one who watches luke have a bit of a breakdown over it all. evie said that luke saved her, and he did, and he cant even bear to think what would have happened if he got to her too late (but he has to think about how he was too late to save her parents). luke is 20 years old and this kid looks at him like hes her entire world, and right now whether he likes it or not, thats true. because her real world was ripped away from her and luke has to pick up the pieces and mend them together into something soft and safe and happy.

"the NSB will place her somewhere shitty," luke says, clenching his fists. "you know they dont give a damn about what happens to people like her. the mission is done."

"but you cant be the one to do this," aaron tells him. "at the very least, you cant do it alone."

"i cant," luke sighs. evie starts walking towards the two of them, a pile of candybars in her arms, and luke lets himself smile. "i'll need all the help i can get."

anyway long story short, luke adopts evie. aaron and his wife look after evie when luke is away on missions. something something more stuff about how basically everything is taken care of and evie lives a pretty wonderful few years with her odd family ("luke is dad, aaron is dad 2, mrs. yishmir is mom 2," evie says. then she blinks up at luke. "dad, when are you going to get married?" and luke chokes on his energy drink)

FAST FORWARD. luke is back in stellis like canon and when he reunites with mc, he's holding the hand of a little girl with bright eyes and a vibrant smile.

"my name is eve pearce!" she introduces herself to mc. "you can call me evie! im detective pearce's best assistant!"

and so everything in canon is the same but not quite

(and my plan in this fic is one HELLUVA nxx ot5 found family (maybe full polycule or platonic, still figuring it out). but yes, mc and the other nxx boys supporting luke and taking care of evie along with him and being there for him every time he has a breakdown over how hes a bad father and how he'll never be enough.

and they let him vent but also they lovingly bonk him on the head from time to time, LUKE PEARCE U R A WONDERFUL FATHER, SHUT THE HELL UP, AND THIS IS A LEARNING PROCESS, OKAY!!!! a learning process for all of them. because theyre all gonna squeeze in and do their own weird brand of parenting with luke. because nxx investigation team means family and family means NOBODY GETS LEFT BEHIND!!!

it takes a village to raise a kid, as they say, and evie is very very happy that her family just got A WHOLE LOT BIGGER. shes a bit confused tho as to who luke is going to marry, theyre all so cool, afterall!!! can he marry all of them? she'd like that. that would mean she'd get SO MANY BIRTHDAY GIFTS!!! >u<)

#tears of themis #luke pearce #xia yan #tot luke #if u take this idea im taking all the money in ur bank account

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honey-subs · 5 years ago

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Could you do anything with a top!male reader and bottom!yeosang? I know it’s not specific :(. You don’t see a lot of male inserts. Of course only if you’re comfortable with it :)

sleepovers - kang yeosang

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⤷pairing - yeosang x male!reader

⤷genre - smut

⤷summary - you notice that yeosang is stressed during his comeback, and decide that a nice sleepover is just what he needs.

⤷warnings -sub!yeosang, dom!reader, this is really soft, first times, praise, etc

⤷notes - this is adorable and i love it 🥺

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yeosang was ecstatic when you called him and asked him if he’d like to sleep over your house for the night. you hadn’t seen eachother in a while due to his comeback promotions, so a sleepover is just what the both of you needed. he had a smile on his face as he packed an overnight bag, plus a few extra things if the night were to go in another direction.

before he knows it, he’s waving goodbye to his friends and on route to your house. it isn’t far from the dorms, so he’s grateful for that. he greets you with a warm smile and hug when you open the door, allowing you to take his bags and put them in your room. “i’m glad you agreed to come, sangie.” you mumbled as you kissed his forehead. “i am too, i needed the escape.” he sighs.

“i’m happy to be of use.” you smile. “wanna go ahead and start early?” you ask, leading him to your living room where you’ve already prepared snacks and movies. he just smiles wide before settling himself underneath a fluffy blanket and giant couch cushion.

he was happy as he got comfortable within the blankets while you set up movies. once the movie had started, you were in your seat beside him as he cuddled into you. you kissed his forehead, and he smiled warmly, hiding his face.

throughout the terribly cheesy romcom, you find yourself sneaking glances at yeosang. his smile that occurs when something mildly funny happens make a smaller appear on your face. he’s reaching for more popcorn when he notices you’re staring, and yet you don’t peel your eyes away from embarrassment, his reaction is cute, so it prevents you.

“what..? do i have something on my face?” he asks when his eyes meet yours, using his hands to wipe away any sugar that might me on the sides or his lips. your hands reach up to grab his as they frantically wipe at his lips and tug them down, your thumb rubbing over his palms. “no, no. you’re just really cute.” you compliment, watching as his cheeks heat up at the compliment, eyes diverting to avoid showing how it really effected him.

“thank you...” he mumbles. your eyebrows are furrowed when he takes the remote and pauses it, turning to you as he drops the remote in his lap. “can we talk?” he asks, doing his best to keep eye contact with you, but it’s failing miserably.

“are you okay?” you ask, your eyes following his downcast ones. “yes, we’re okay too, but i was thinking....” he finishes his sentence in a quiet whisper of nervousness. “baby, you’re gonna have to speak up. i cant hear you.” you mutter with a smile. he smiles back, but it’s distant. “uh, never mind, it’s nothing. let’s go back to watching the movie, hm?” he hums, about to grab the remote, but you beat him to it, holding it in the air, and he pouts.

“it’s okay. you know you can tell me about everything, right?” you ask him softly. “it’s stupid.” he mutters quietly. “it’s not stupid, i promise. tell me and i’ll let you have the remote baaack~” you bribe. he pouts some more and sighs. “fine i- we never really get to see each other, and i’m worried about having are first time together soon... i dunno. i just thought that if i waited too long then you wouldn’t want to be together anymore. i’ve been ready for a while, but i couldn’t find an appropriate time because of our schedules and- sorry.” he says with an apologetic smile.

you slowly lower the remote, but he makes no moves to grab it. “baby, i love you. and it doesn’t matter how long i wait because i’m happy with you. if you’re truly ready then we can, but don’t rush because you want to please me.” you tell him, kissing him softly. he gives a smile, and nods. “i’m- im ready. have been for a while....” he admits.

“you’re sure? don’t wanna force you.” you ask again. “i’m very sure.” you mumbles, voice low as he leans in. his lips attach to yours, and his hand comes up to your jawline. for small a moment, it seems like he’s in control. for a very small moment. he gasps slightly when you take control, thighs coming to straddle your hips.

“bedroom?” you mumble against his needy lips. “please.” he breathes, arms wrapping around your neck as you stand. his legs wrap around your waist, up breaking the kiss as you move towards your bedroom.

you’re pushing his bags off the bed, and setting him down. he’s hurrying to take off his shirt and pants, sitting in the bed obediently. you’re stripping of your own clothes, down to your underwear. he stops you and speaks up when he sees you reach to your dresser. “i- in my bag... i have some in my bag...” he mutters shyly.

you fumble with his bag to find a bottle of lube and smirk. “prepared, aren’t we?” you asked teasingly, watching as his face heats up. “j-just get on with it.” he mutters, laying back onto the mattress. you can hear his breathing stop and hitch when your fingers hook into the band of his boxers. “you’re okay? you know we can stop at anytime.” you tell him, removing your hands. “no, no, i wanna keep going. it’s just no one has ever seen me... like that, and i’m nervous, i guess...” he lets his sentence trail off.

he nods his head, “it’s okay, i wanna keep going.” he tell you again, and he adverts his eyes as you take off his boxers and toss them to the floor. “hey, look at me, it’s okay, baby.” you comfort him and he nods, no longer adverting his gaze.

you pop the cap on the lube, and pour a generous amount on your fingers, warming a bit before continuing. your fingers relax it a bit before sliding in. the slip was surprisingly easy, especially with the way he took them so well.

“have you touched yourself like this before?” you asked with a teasing smile. “i-i’ve fingered myself.” he mumbles, a small pout settles onto his lips. “h-hurry...” he breathes, eyes falling closed as he basked in he feeling of your fingers, soft sounds falling from his plush lips.

his eyes open, he whines, and he looks at you with furrowed eyebrows when you pull your fingers away. “i thought you wanted me to ‘get on with it’?” you tease, tugging your briefs down and using some more of the lube on your cock.

you pull him by his thighs towards the edge of the bed, looking at him to make sure he was still wanting it. he nods his head before you can ask again, and laces your hands with his.

his breath hitches as you push into him. he was already clenching around you and trying to get used to your size as you continued. “just a bit more, baby. you’re doing perfectly for me.” you praise, squeezing his hand.

he’s breathing heavy when you’re finally all the way in, stilled so that he could adjust. “m-move.” he whispers, eyes still shut. you pull away just as slow as you pushed in, and roll your hips father. you repeat the motion a few times, and his sounds pick up in frequency and pitch.

you’re leaning down to kiss his neck, leaving hickies in the wake of your lips, all the way down to his collarbone. “f-faster, please, gosh-“ he whispers airily, hips moving in sync with yours.

that doesn’t last long though,because he moans out louder when you pick up the pace tremendously, rocking your hips into his. he’s sentenced are broken, and his hands move form being laced with yours to your shoulders and biceps, putting as much force as bucking your hips back as you are with thrusting yours farther. “feels good, baby?” you ask, dropping your head down. “oh my g- so g-good-“ his words are cut off when the tip of your cock touches his prostate.

he’s choking on his own moans when you do it again, and again. you barely even registered it when his hands are dropping down your back and pulling you closer, scratching you in the process.

“so good, so good, so good y/n-“ he moans, mouth open as he gasps. “i’m close— oh shit-“ he curses, and you were close too, the feeling of him so tight around you was amazing. his eyes rolled back as he came, and explosion on your tummies, and he tensed all at once, and then went limp with pure euphoria in your arms. you weren’t far behind, the way he clenches around you as he came began to be too much, and you felt yourself let go, coming inside of him and feeling him up, causing him to whimper in oversensitivity. you pull out slowly, not wanting to cause pain.

you’re using your t-shirt to clean him up with, doing your best to do it quickly so you could run a hot bath. the time it takes to run a bath also allows him time to himself to come down, mind still a but hazy, though.

he’s not complaining when you’re carrying him to the bathroom, and setting him gently into the warm water. it’s all warm smiles and happy g,aces as you leave for another moment to fix the bed quickly. you decide against fixing it perfectly, because you’re focused on getting back to yeosang.

“you okay, baby?” you ask as you settle into the tub. “i’m fine, and that was amazing.” he sighs, leaning his head back so that he lay on your shoulder. “i’m glad you enjoyed it. we should have a lot more nights like this...” you mumbled against his neck. “we should. this was nice.” he sighs. and just like that, the both of you spent a while in the tub, talking about everything and nothing and just enjoying eachothers loving presence.

#dom!reader #sub!idol #sub!kpop #kpop smut #smut #sub!ateez #sub!ateez x reader #ateez x reader #ateez drabbles #sub!ateez drabbles #sub!ateex x dom!reader #yeosang x reader #sub!yeosang #kpop x male reader #ateez x male reader #yeosang drabbles #sub!yeosang drabbles #kpop drabbles

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popculturebuffet · 4 years ago

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Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck Restrospective: The Raider of the Copper Hill! “You Got Rich Son”

Hello all you happy people! And welcome back to my retrospective of the Life and Times of Scrooge McDuck! It’s been far too long, almost three months since we last checked in with Scrooge and frankly I feel i’ve been spacing these entries out too much for this one and for the retrospectives that aren’t paid for in general. So expect at least one McDuck adventure a month till I finish, possibly two when I can swing it like this month.

Now i’m done beating myself up, when we last left off a younger more naive, more optimistic and less experienced Scooge took up a career as a cowboy for Cattle Baron, gained his first sidekick in the form of his Horse Hortense, and took out some cattle thieves with the help of Teddy Fucking Roosevelt.

This chapter marks the end of the story’s first act. The first act is about a younger and far nicer Scrooge: still onrey and still a cheapskate, but still a good kid and far more outwardly friendly and welcoming, a far cry from the bitter untrusting man we come to know. This chapter is one of the reasons why, as Scrooge learns a hard lesson about wealth and success, the sacrifices one needs to make for family and about sticking your hand in a lightbulb while it’s plugged in. So join me under the cut as Scrooge meets another valuable mentor, one of his greatest enemies, and about 50 feet of barbed wire.

We begin with the end of Scrooge’s time as a ranch hand and cowpunch. With homesteaders moving in and dividing up the land, Murdo simply dosen’t have the space for cattle baroning anymore and has to let Scrooge go and head back to texas. We do get a great bit of Scrooge wrapped in barbed wire, having gone to cut some down so Murdo could move the herd out.

So with his Job done and parting on good terms with his old boss, Scrooge sets up his own homestead on some land near the Anaconda Silver Mine, trying to make it as a prospector, starting on the path that would eventually lead him to riches.. in about a decade and a half.

So Scrooge bemoans his rotten luck over Dinner with a stranger, Marcus Daly owner of said mine... who just.. randomly sat down to have dinner with a 17 year old.

Marcus belays his own woes: While Scrooge has failed at what he tried to do, having gotten into both steamboating and cattle punching too late to go anywhere with either, Daly has a silver mine that’s full of copper: decent amoutns of it but still not what his investors wanted.

Both however find their fortunes reverse in an instant in the weirdest way possible. The light goes out at their table and Scrooge tries to adjust it only to electcute himself. To his shock...

He finds out it’s running on electricty, which is starting to become widespread.. and requires vast amounts of copper wiring. Scrooge is back in the game but finds trouble getting equipment as the local seller naturally is a jackass who jacks up the price. Scrooge instead sells the gold teeth his dad gave him to the nearest gentleman after talking him into it. . And i’ts not even the weirdest transaction i’ve seen this week.

For the record those weird things are the guy on the left’s skinflakes, his power is to make naked golems of himself out of his dandruff and skin flakes and what have you, while the guy on the right is paying for a mutant with a star for a head. So yeah a scottish cowboy selling his ancestor’s dentures to pay for mining gear is refelshingly tame after all of this.

So we get the comic equivleant of a montage as Scrooge starts his work at prospecting, making a portable homesteader shack as a miner owns any land he lives on, and moving around to try and find it, but he runs into a problem: with his last two careers he had mentors to help him learn what to do: Pothole taught him riverboating and Murdo helped him learn to ride the trails. Here he has no one and while you can self teach a lot of things prospecting isn’t one of them.

He end sup finding one though as a rich gentleman asking about the mine happens to wander by: Howard D. Rockerduck. If that names sounds familiar it should as he’s indeed the father of exactly who your thinking of and we meet a young 10 or so year old john who asks him to stop dealing with a grubby workman. We also find out whose responsible for him turning out ot be such a piece of work as his mother’s response to his father telling him “I used to be a grubby workman is well... word’s cant’ do this amount of classist bulslhit justice.

Seriously his unnamed wife is so odious it hurts. And how the fuck did an honest, kind man like Howard end up with this bitch? It’ sbaffled me every time i’ve read this: did he marry for money? is he a gold digger? go down gold dig get down? Is she just THAT good in bed? Did he just make a horrible mistake one night? Did she lie to him about who she was? Was she replaced by a skrull? I have questions no duck comic has properly explained.. and if they have please tell me. Also it does tickle me we’re getting a bit with a duck named howard though sadly he wears a top hat instead of a nice little bowler. And if you don’t know who howard the duck is.. shame on you. And if you’ve seen the movie.. my deepest sympathies.

While Howard laments wanting to horsewhip his son, this was a century ago with change mind you standards were different and also John sucks. Howard crticizes Scrooge’s techqniue after introducing himself, and Scrooge and him get into a bit of a tizzy, with Howard offering to teach him for two cents.. but the hostility quickly desolves hours later as Scrooge realizes Howard was right and he’d been doing things completely wrong and the thrill of hard honest work again has washed away any ego driven competiviness.

I”ll get more into Howard in a second but he does eventually strike copper, and while the vein is full it’s also thin. But Howard has one final trick and takes Scroogey for an ore test. I tried to find more on this but just found a lot of ways to do it yourself and what not. I”m now really intrigued how they did this and found the content of minerals. I know it’s a dull subject but i’m curious how they did it with the technology of the time. Did they just use acids like I found? If so how’d they get them? I do say this is one of the great qualities of Rosa’s works: he makes you want to learn more about history. I looked up more about TR after the last chapter and now I want to know how the hell metallurgy worked in the late 1800′s.

We then get an intresting interacton as Scrooge.. warmly greets the townsfolk and vice versa.. yes the same Scrooge who as an adult would be introduced proclaming...

Is warm, optimistic and wholeheartedly belieives...

As you can probably tell by Howard’s reaction and what Scrooge becomes.. this story’s all about shattering that notion and is the first of two to shatter the poor kid’s trust in people and make him into the bitter old sod we know.

The sample comes back 55% positive... which leaves Howard rushing to get Scrooge to a court house. As it turns out there’s an old, very real for the time, mining law called the Law of Apex: whoever owns the land closest to where an ore vein is on the surface owns the whole thing... so legally Scrogoe owns the ENTIRE ANACONDA COPPER MINE, which at this point as detailed in the time skip has gone from struggling to utterly thriving and sucessful. Whoever owns the land at the time the Judge rules it gets the mine.. and Scrooge’s friends, who seconds ago were concerned about him being dragged into court.. are now all scrambling to take his fortune, something Howard dosen’t seem at all suprised about.

But while this may be a kinder, more naive Scrooge McDuck, it’s still SCROOGE MCDUCK. His response is to cut a nearbye power wire and swing it tarzan style over to hortense and ride her back ahead of the mob... with the electric wire slapping her rear and causing her to go extra fast.. and also quit. So Scrooge stands alone but manages to take out some of the ruffians with his shack while John and the Judge rush to the site. As for Scrooge well... you want to see what a McDuck family beserker rage against an ENTIRE angry mob of opportunistic assholes look like?

And this isn’t even the most badass thing Scrooge will do this series. Or even in the next few issues. That’s how awesome this series is: fighting an angry mob SOLO with simply his pure rage and whatever he can grab and throw. And he WINS. He’s exausted and passes out, falling out of the sky on his final opponent.. but he took out what was at the LEAST 50 men, and ONLY passed out because one of them threw dynamite in his out house.. and even THAT didn’t kill him or put him out, simply casuing him to land on said dynamite throwing idiot and wins.

We find out Rockerduck actually was one of the mine’s owners but helped Scrooge anyway: he has more than enough money and all it’s going to do in the end is go to a greedy brat. Marcus Daly shows up and while he’ll get the law overturned eventually, he still has to shut down while that happens and finds the right officials to bribe. And this is the 1800s... you gotta go by train to do your bribes. You can’t just do that shit over email and hidden bank accounts. Daly offers him 10,000.. but given what Scrooge could earn even before he got his mine back, Scrooge turns it down.

However this victory is bittersweet as Scrooge warmly greets his friends.. only for one to cuss him out and the other to tell him to get loss. We then get one of my faviorite exchanges in this story.

This whole Panel is a masterwork. The sheer INNOCENCE on Scrooge’s face, almost looking like Donald, desperately wondering what he did, when as Howard points out.. he did nothing wrong. He simply got successful and they resent him for it.

This has been a hard paragraph for me to write as I want to tread carefully. People do have good reasons to scorn the rich or celebrtiies sometimes. Some rich people or those in the media are genuinely terrible. Jeff Bezos, Tucker Carlson, Mel Gibson, Louie CK, Joss Whedon and even someone as low on the totem pole as Doug Walker is odious. And of course we all can think of one odious example of rich bastard i’d rather not think of, especially when thinking of John D Rockerduck and what he’l lbecome as an adult that i’m not giving a pleasure of the name drop but came to mind.

But even for good people becoming succesful puts up a barrier between you and other people: Fans of yours will admire you or write fanfic or what have about you without even knowing you, i’ve been on that side, and some people will hate you just because without valid reason, especially in this day and age. Success breeds resentment and even people you trusted and loved can sometimes turn on you. It’s the double eged sword of achieving your dreams: You get what you wanted but you often loose what you had.

And it was no diffrent two centuries ago, with Scrooge’s friends only being friendly as long as it suited them, turning on him first to steal his chance at glory and then to scorn him for daring to achieve it. Some people.. are only there for you as long as your not above them. And sometimes you can be happy. Look at Tom Hanks, who has a lovely family and a long and storied career. Or Linkara, a youtuber who has been at this for over a decade, has tons of fans, a loving wife with her own succesful channel, and just recently got contacted by his childhood heroes. You CAN be happy and successful.. it’s just very hard to make it that far.

One of the central points of life and times is that’s often not the case: You can get what you want but it comes at a cost. And it’s how you pay that price that will determine how happy you are. Another central point intertwined with it is it’s not the journey but the destination, and i’ts how Scrooge takes that journey that ultimately leads him where he ends up good and bad. And we get an all to telling all too foreboding hint in how he takes everyone he knew for at least a year turning on him overnight.

When faced with his first real loss on this Journey that wasn’t material.. he dosen’t care. He has his money and riches and that’s enough. And as we’ll see that attitude will cost him greatly. Howard is irate for a moment, hoping he wasn’t wrong in trusting Scrooge.. and indeed, for now, turns out to have placed his faith in the right person as Scrooge gets a telegram: his family needs him. And while he could stay, turn his back on them, and earn MILLIONS.. he tells Howard to tell the owner he’s taking the deal. For now when given the choice between his family and his fortune, SCrooge will choose them. Sadly.. that won’t hold true forever.

With this being the end of his time in the story, as he has a still insufferable John buy him a horsewhip for horrific but darkly funny reasons, as John brags about how rich his father is not realizing he’s buying his own whupping tool, i’d like to touch on Howard D Rockerduck and how amazing he is. Rosa managed to pack a throughly interesting, throughly engaging character into only 8 pages. While Rockerduck DID show up earlier in of ducks dimes and destinys, he wasn’t really fleshed out or named and only showed up for one page so still 9 pages total.

But in those we see a kind and noble man whose easily what Scrooge COULD have been, kind, noble, generous, hardworking and willing to give up money to help people. He’s a good man.. but even he’s seen the sacrifice Money brings. He’s clearly lost friends, lost a sense of peace, and married the wrong Woman, whose poisoned his children into a spoiled brat who will only grown into an even more spoield adult in both continuities.. if raised quite a bit earlier in the 2017 cartoon as he was made scrooge’s contemporary there rather than a child, but semeantics. Point is Howard hismelf isn’t wholly satisfied with his success.. and that’s what he and Scrooge will forever have in common, with Scrooge, likely as a result of meeting the Rockerducks, fearing an indadiquate inheritor and someone squandering what he worked hard for. Though his reasons for not taking up a wife as we’ll see eventually, if outside the main 12 part story but I intend to cover the subchapters in their own time, aren’t entirely motivated by avoiding goldigging but a broken hard and his own stubborness.

For now though we bid Howard and america adue. Scrooge however for once ends an occupation with less bitterness. Unlike his last two ventures where he made it out with only enough to get to the next one here he made it out ahead: he now has a decent suit, likely bought for him by Howard given he hasn’t cashed the check yet, I know this as it’s a major plot point for next time, 10,000 dollars.. and experince. He may of not gotten all the money he was due on this venture, but he learned more valuable skills and he feels with a land like america, the next opportunity to earn some dough is just waiting for him to get back. And as the chapter ends he muses that maybe the country could use a symbol of this countries boundless opportunity...

Final Thoughts for the Raider of the Copper Hill:

This chapter is one of my favorites. It’s nicely paced, something Rosa himself admits was often a struggle as he had to cover years at a time, has a wonderful new mentor for Scrooge, and sets up a lot of the tragedy to come in the last act beautifully. It’s a nice closer for our first act, showing Scrooge has come out of his first trip to america wiser, more experinced and more hopeful, but at heart still the same kind and noble kid he left Glasgow as. The next act is about the change of that boy into a man, how he will finally find his fortune after some more adventures.. and how the last viestges of his kindess and optimisim towards others die at the hands of a certain fake scotish gentleman.

Next Life And Times: As is tradition for this series act openers, Scrooge returns home.. and just in time to get his castle back, fight a duel and go to heaven and back. So an average McDuck tuesday then.

If you liked this review follow for more. And if you liked it a lot join my patreon so I can keep making these and hit my stretch goals. Even at just the 2 dollar level you get access to my discord and your pick of shorts whenever I do a series of them and with Goofy and Donald’s birthdays being the next ones to be celebrated you can’t pick a better time. patreon.com/popculturebuffet See you at the next rainbow.

#ducktales #the life and times of scrooge mcduck #the raider of the copper hill #scrooge mcduck #john d rockerduck #howard d rockerduck #howards bitch of a wife #mining #prospecting

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anasuisprisonwife · 5 years ago

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At this point Im just using your askbox as my abba confession box i hope u dont mind but ugh im sick currently and pretty stubborn about eating meds (i only eat it when i cant bear it anymore) and Abba chide me for not taking care of myself and go for an extra mile buying soup and keeping me company while im stuck in bed makes me feel better

I don’t mind the slightest my dear anon! in fact, i encourage u to fill my inbox w/ abbacchio confessions (i just got ur last one). i love him very much and there is no such thing as Too Much goth daddy

also a headsup 7up i be workin on a request, imma post it tonight. be there or be square. maybe i’ll post some confessions later? i’ll see where this day takes me lmao...

Abbacchio worries more about you than he worries about himself. If he sees you under the weather, he’ll be checking in on you with blankets and warm beverages. When you refuse the medicine he’s brought to you, he bribes you with cuddles, maybe even a few kisses because he doesn’t care in the slightest if he gets sick himself

#confession time

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isitkillingyoulikeitskillingmee · 6 years ago

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02/14/19

Dear Taylor,

First off, happy Valentine’s! I hope you get to spend it with Joe and other loved ones. On this day honouring love, I want to tell you again and again that I love you so so so so so much! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ (13, just for you)

It’s kind of ironic that I’m posting this on Valentine’s day because it’s far from happy and love. It’s quite the opposite, actually. I wrote this next part last night when I had to vent a little. Maybe this will help explain everything else. Maybe not.

02/13/14

Okay, so now I’m bringing in the heavy stuff.

I’m heartless, I’m selfish, I’m insensitive.

I’ve been told this so many times that I started to believe it.

When it comes from a guy, a friend, a boss or a stranger, it’s one thing. When it comes from family, from your own parents, it sucks. Actually, it doesn’t suck, it makes you feel worthless. It hurts that stabbing pain that gets stuck in your chest.

I feel worthless. My parents, my family, make me feel worthless.

I’ve been manipulated so much it’s as if I can now feel nothing when someone uses the emotion card. All I see is bullshit.

Every time, I tell myself: don’t cry, don’t cry, don’t cry. Every time the tears fall, I tell myself: this is the last time, I’m not crying over this anymore. Yet, there’s always a next time.

I believe things will change because parents don’t do that. Parents don’t manipulate their own kids. Parents don’t bribe their kids with the emotion card. Parents don’t tell their kids they’re going to kill themselves because you don’t love them enough. They can’t do that to their own kids. Mess with their heads, make them feel guilty of everything wrong in their life, beg for money, make them feel unwanted. I believe this is just a bad day and things will get better. I really want to believe it even if at the deep end of my heart, I know it will never stop.

The thing about that is that It makes me scared of relationships of any kind. I always keep a distance with friends, guys, colleagues. If your own parents make you feel worthless, then anyone will, no? At least that’s what my mind keeps telling me. Why put efforts with people when they will eventually leave or they will end up stabbing you in the back. Why would I let a stranger do that to me when my parents already do a perfect job of it?

Back to today, 02/14/19

Last night, my mother needed money. Again.

It’s weird, isn’t it: I’m 22, I’m a student, I work part-time, but I’m still the one lending money to my mother. The thing is, whe still owes me money from five years ago, back when I was all sweet and innocent and wanting to help my mother. I did realize that the best way to help her, is to not lend (or give I should say, because tbh she rarely pays back). I don’t want her to rely on my sister and I forever (my sister is in the same situation), especially because she has no reason to not work. The cause of this is that my mom is an abusive spender (she thinks people will love her if she gives them all kinds of things), but she doesn’t work.

My mother is also manipulative. When I started saying no to her, she always got out the emotion card. I can’t even count how many times she told my sister and I she would just leave this world to stop bordering us, because we don’t care about her. I can’t even count how many times I has panic attacks because she stopped answering calls and I didn’t know if she actually hurt herself. I can’t even count the numbers of bad situations she placed us in.

She eventually got a cue and stopped asking us for money as often, but it still happens. Like last night, when I was heartless because now my grandmother couldn’t get her medication as she had to lend money to my mother. When it happens, I really do feel heartless. It’s like my min dis not in my body anymore: I’m completely detached from all of it, immunized. It’s hard because it’s the only mother I have and I do love her. I just wished she opened her eyes.

This is only part of the situation, it’s way more complicated and would be way to long to write all in one post. I’m sure i twill all come out eventually, when the times are right. This is a lot about my mother, but there’s also everything that has to do with my father. That will come to.

It’s nights like last night when I wish I could talk to you, call you, hug you. While waiting for it to happen, I’m going to continue writing my letters.

Love,

Anne

@taylorswift @taylornation

#journal

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zouchu · 7 years ago

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92 Truths Tag

RULES: Once you have been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 92 truths about you. At the end choose 25 people to be tagged..

I’ve been tagged by @bangtan-chats-and-memes (thank you so much !!)

LAST:

Drink: why, only the most exciting exotic unique rare drink ever ... water

Phone call: initiated by me: my dad for permission to go to the mall / not initiated by me: my parents to check up on my sisters and i at home

Text message: i sent a screenshot of “jelly garden“ (candy crush rip-off) to my group chat with the caption “totally original / definitely not some chinese rip-off“

Song you listened to: l o v e s c e n a r i o by ikon. i was obsessed with momoland’s “bboom bboom” for a while too Time you cried: ive teared up (because my eyes burn looking at things randomly), but the last time i let the tears fall was probably for/about Jonghyun.

HAVE YOU EVER

Dated someone twice: no remotely romantic relationships here

Been cheated on: see above

Kissed someone and regretted it: you’d need to have kissed to regret kissing (no)

Lost someone special: it’s circumstantial

Been depressed: the most ive felt was extreme stress, and thats not anywhere close to depression, so nope

Been drunk and thrown up: i can’t not according to the Law, i am an obeyer (?) of the law sometimes probably

IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU

Made a new friend: ive gotten more comfortable with my friends’ friends this year, and began speaking to @allthingstaekook and @garekinanase97 a lot more !!

Fallen out of love: you need to have been in it to fall out of it, haha!

Laughed until you cried: oh definitely

Met someone who changed you: friends/family changed me while i was being made... does that make sense? they molded me more than changed me

Found out who your true friends are: for sure, hopefully (for sure)

Found out someone was talking about you: my second eldest sister probably, who tells her friends about me? for some reason? bc that makes sense to her?? somehow ????

GENERAL

How many people in Tumblr do you know in real life?: no one and i don’t mind lol (i suck at social interaction)

Do you have any pets?: nope, bc its too much of a responsibility (my parents words, paraphrased, not mine)

Do you want to change your name?: not really... never thought about it, but i don’t mind changing or not changing it

What time did you wake up this morning?: 7:28 am

What were you doing last night?: procrastinating the fUCk out of my english rant thats due on fRIdAy and im probably gonna restart aGAIn

Name something you cannot wait for: summer vacation probably

Have you ever talked to a person named Tom?: there was a kid named Thomas at my elementary school who did weather reports for probably 5+ years

What’s getting on your nerves right now?: MY UNABLITY TO DO WORK AND FINISH A SIMPLE ENGLISH ASSIGNMENT LIKE WHATS SO DIFFICULT ABOUT IT XIAO HOW HARD CAN IT BE (REALLY FCUKING HARD APPARENTLY)

Blood type: ive got... no idea

Nickname: i use my chinese name “xiao” here (even though no one seems to use it) bc i dont trust the internet very much yet.

Relationship status: tis i, a lonely single bean

Zodiac sign: gemini! ive never went out of my way to look at it, but when i do, i dont relate very much

Pronouns: she/her

Favourite show: uhhhh i dont watch... shows? cartoons, maybe (phineas and ferb, spongebob, fairly odd parents). the only kdrama ive finished was the guardians, and it was pretty good.

College: nope, im practically a baby still

Hair colour: was black and always has been

Do you have a crush on someone?: ive had a crush before. rn... i not sure what i feel

What do you like about yourself?: im pretty happy with how i turned out. i’ve only been unhappy about minor physical things. id definitely upgrade my productivity if i were to change anything.

FIRSTS

First surgery: none i can remember

First piercing: my ears when i was 3: begged my aunt to get them pierced. after one ear, i didnt want to anymore, and she ended up bribing me to get it pierced

First sport you joined: swimming? badminton? not too sure

First vacation: to china, but idk if that counts as a vacation since i stayed there for 4-5 years so

First pair of sneakers: hey, kudos to you if you can remember that, bc i cant

RIGHT NOW

Eating: just ate a snickers

Drinking: why, only the most exciting exotic unique rare drink ever ... water

I’m about to: TRY to work on english

Listening to: my playlist shuffled to Married to the Music by SHINee -- so underrated gOD

Want kids: i wanna adopt, so when the kids have more common sense and know when to stop crying and disobeying at random times

Get married: doesnt sound too bad. i picture myself living a pretty basic life, so marriage is probably in the picture somewhere

Career: anytime an adult asks me this question to try to start a conversation... hooo boy, did you make it difficult bc i have no idea. business maybe, editor maybe... idk

WHICH IS BETTER

Lips or eyes: never really thought about this... eyes?

Hugs or kisses: idk what kisses are like, and i seem to try to avoid hugs when offered soooooo ill go for the unknown: kisses

Shorter or taller: o shit ive never thought about this before. i’d like to be taller, or same height, give or take 5 cm

Older or younger: age doesnt equate their behavior. if we’re solely looking at age, give or take 2 years maybe?

Romantic or spontaneous: ooh both

Sensitive or loud: i get loud when im comfortable and passionate, so itd be nice to have a balance, and a counterpart, so.. both

Hookup or relationship: relationship. hookups would not be for me (i think waaay too much into everything)

Troublemaker or hesitant: im pretty indecisive and hesitant, so a counterpart here to urge me to be more ~adventurous~ would be nice

HAVE YOU EVER

Kissed a stranger: nope

Drank hard liquor: nope

Lost contacts/glasses: i dont wear either so

Sex on first date: nope

Broken someone’s heart: not to that extent, but “rejected” (ran away)

Been arrested: nope and hopefully never

Turned someone down: in 6th grade, i ran away from/pointedly ignored 2 confessions and i feel terrible, thinking back. they were good friends, for sure, but i was am emotionally constipated and lack emotional and social intelligence

Fallen for a friend: no... maybe? fallen =/= crushed. crushed, yes

DO YOU BELIEVE

In yourself: most times

Miracles: i believe in chance and possibilities, so you could say i believe in miracles

Love at first sight: attraction yea, but love? of course not

-- la fin --

i tag uh,, @allthingstaekook @4-rmv @gudetaeyeon @fightme-jungkook @yoonjih no pressure though !!

#tag game #zouchu rambles

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sick-of-losing-soulmates · 7 years ago

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hi im a picky eater

after about 16 years of being called a picky eater, i discovered the term 'arfid' at 18 years old.

when i was a toddler i stopped eating pretty much most foods. my parents couldnt bribe me with anything to make me eat my vegetables (and believe me they tried. a trip to eurodisney was even on the table in exchange for me eating the same dinner as my family).

i hate talking about what i eat. when people offer me food and i have to repeat the phrase 'i dont eat that' people always say 'well what DO you eat?' i always laugh it off and say 'nothing'. so people have always assumed i had an eating disorder. and they were right. just not right about what one.

i learned to start hiding it. i took tips from pro-ana tumblr accounts on how to avoid meals. at 14 i was chugging litres of water a day to stop my tummy growling in school because i could only eat when they served food i liked (i stopped bringing lunches when people started commenting on the food i ate). i made sure to always have a small snack that i actually could eat so that nobody suspected i wasnt eating. all this and more. and it eventually led to what people thought i had when i was younger. for about a year i struggled with my weight and my attitude towards food in that way. i was lucky though, and as i started to get older and more people i knew were developing similar problems i was able to ease myself out of those patterns (although some still stick with me).

now, however, im 18. i cant eat out at restaurants with my friends. i was barely able to go to peoples' houses because i was terrified of being made food i would either have to refuse or eat and then have my body reject it (gagging, crying, vomiting etc).

so i finally got sick of it after saying no to a friend's birthday dinner for the millionth time. I googled symptoms and found a condition called avoidant restrictive food intake disorder (arfid). and i cried. for hours. i wasnt just a picky eater anymore. i felt more normal than i had in years. i read about how people were so similar to me in the things the ate and what they were triggered by, and most importantly, how they got help.

so thats the mission. when i first called my doctor a few months ago i was told there was no time for me and to call back in a few weeks. i was so discouraged that i decided not to call at all. until this week. my body is craving food. and i cant eat any of it. so this following week im calling my doctor. im getting an appointment made, get diagnosed officially and make the first step in being able to fucking eat again.

man im so hungry

#arfid #tw: eating disorder #tw: anorexia #tw:food #tw: arfid #mental health #arfid diary #trigger warning #personal #writing

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dungeonstudy · 8 years ago

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I was wondering if you could give me tips to get straight A's ?

I will try to answer the best that I can even though I’m not a straight A student anymore :)

Get Organized: I love using my planner, its helps me a lot to stay organized and on top of my assignments. You don’t have to have a fancy planner, all you need is a couple of printouts.I write down every assignment, quiz, test and exam on my planner. I also use it to plan out my assignments, what day i want to be finished my research by, the day i want to finish my rough draft, my good draft and i usually like to take a day or two to edit or over look my assignment (although sometimes I procrastinate and do everything last minute). Plan out your day the night before, this helps a lot especially if you have too much to do that day. Take a couple of minutes before you head to bed to write down what you have to do the next day and try to estimate how long it’ll take to do each task and plan out the day. Don’t over estimate how much you can do, be realistic. If you know that you can’t finish an assignment or study for a test in one day then space it out and realistically plan out how much time it will take and take into account breaks and distractions, Its better to give yourself more time and finish early.

Discipline: Motivation is a great way to get work done but sometimes if you have no motivation you don’t do much. I have MDD so most of the days I find it really hard to motivate myself to get work done but my personal discipline helps me to achieve my goals. Get serious about studying, when you know you need to get your work done put your distractions away and just start, starting is usually the hardest part, tell yourself that after you finish “this task” you can reward yourself with a snack or a by reading a chapter of a book or scrolling thought social media for a while.I like to use the Pomodoro Technique cause it helps me to stay focused for a long time, you a get small break after every 25 minutes and a big one after 4 Pomodoros. Challenge yourself to get your work done in that time. Bribe yourself, If you want to finish an assignment then tell yourself after you finish it you can watch a show or you’ll get ice cream or you’ll buy a pen that you’ve been eyeing.

Take Breaks: Don’t push yourself too hard or you’ll burn out, know your limits and how long you can continuously study for. Taking breaks is a good thing, it gives you time to get refreshed and for you to relax. If your taking a small break don’t go on Netflix and start an episode thinking that you’ll be able to stop (I usually end up binge watching an entire season). If your taking a small break, walk around for a bit and stretch your legs, get a snack and jam to music, don’t pick up your phone unless you know that you can put it down in a couple of minutes! For a bigger break, you can go out for a walk, read a book, nap (Iv’e now become an expert at taking 30 minute naps), make a smoothie or coffee/tea,plan out stuff on your planner/bujo, or anything that you know that isn’t so distracting that you wont be able to get back to work.

Study Methods: Know what study methods work for you and where your most productive. I like to rewrite everything and listen to my recorded lectures when I’m study for an exam/test. When I need to memorize something I make flash cards and use them as I walk around the house. These are just methods that work for me, find what helps you to study and whats the most efficient study method for you. I also like going to the library and Starbucks to study,a lot of my friends cannot study anywhere except at their house. I used to believe I was like this too until one day I decided to go to Starbucks to do an assignment and realized I work a lot faster there than I do at home. The white noise of people talking in the background and my music playing helps me to get work done, when I’m doing my work at a library or caffe I know that I cant take a nap or just slack off. If you like to study at home then put away your distractions and try to stay away from your bed.

Goals: Keep your goals in your mind all the time and work on them. Sometimes when you just can’t get work done think about your goals, think about why you started in the first place.Whether it’s to become a doctor, a lawyer, an engineer or even just to have a nice apartment one day, keep these thought in mind to push yourself to get to that place.

I hope this helped you in some way! These are just some of the things that work for me but everyone’s different :)

#anon #answered #ask #tips #my tips

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