#contacting my lawyer rn

[sillysymbol]

cannot believe the criminal clowns in this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o8vpf-knZ-U Danny gonzalez video are ripping criminal clownery off u_u

WTF.....how could he

[solaireverie]

dr3 + mv33 | call it what you want

pairing: daniel ricciardo x max verstappen x f!reader

summary: [ social media au ] the internet will believe anything but the truth about you and your boyfriends

warnings: language, there's a few jokes about dan and y/n "adopting" max

faceclaim: gemma chan

author’s note: RAH RAH POLYSHIPPING LET'S GO PARTY PEOPLE. this au is so close to my heart. enjoy!

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yourusername the kenergy is strong 🏖

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user we can always count on y/n to confirm that the boys are still alive during break 😌

↪ yourusername at your service 🫡

landonorris max's shirt lol

↪ yourusername daniel convinced him that it's fashionable 🙄

↪ danielricciardo was i wrong?

↪ yourusername keep telling yourself that 😐

↪ maxverstappen1 you didn't like it?

↪ yourusername NO babe that's not what i meant. you looked great ❤️ just maybe think twice before listening to daniel's fashion advice in the future

↪ danielricciardo EXCUSE YOU 😒

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daniel3.jpg respect the cuddle schedule, y/n ☹️

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yourusername screw the cuddle schedule i got here first

↪ yourusername it's max's fault for taking too long in the shower anyways

↪ maxverstappen1 lies. slander. my lawyers will be in contact

user what's the story behind the caption and the comments 👀

↪ maxverstappen1 y/n was being mean

↪ yourusername max was being a sore loser

↪ user i'm still confused 🧐

user why do they need a cuddle schedule in the first place???

↪ yourusername because max and daniel like to hog each other 😺

↪ user y/n having to fight for her bf's attention with his best friend 😮‍💨 i could never

user jimmy and sassy at the last picture: are we a joke to you 🤨

↪ yourusername nOOoOoOoo i love my adopted cat children very much i promise 😭

yourusername has added to their story

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formulafashion max verstappen attends close friend y/n l/n's birthday party in a bespoke suit, which is a rare move for the typically casually dressed driver.

when asked about his outfit choice, max said that it was "a favor" and that "they're lucky i love them" 😳 could love be in the cards for red bull's superstar?

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user *they're* lucky i love *them* 👀

user when did max get have the time to date? he's always with daniel and y/n 😂

↪ user maybe it's one of their mutual friends? 🤷

user whoever it is i hope that y/n and daniel approve 🥹

↪ user who are we kidding, they've probably given max's partner the shovel talk already lol

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yourusername they are the best thing that's ever been mine 🤍

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user THE TWIST 😱😱😱

danielricciardo the triangle is the strongest shape 😌

↪ maxverstappen1 you are so cringe

↪ yourusername don't listen to him he's wearing your hoodie and blushing rn 🥹

user who saw this coming be honest

↪ landonorris me 🙋 btw @.danielricciardo you still owe me five gallons of milk for sneaking max and y/n into your driver's room

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masterlist | taglist: @boiohboii

[transtheology]

According to Matson, 39, his “disclosing,” as he describes it, is a moment years in the making. He offered his story as indicative of the often difficult path for trans Catholics, including those seeking life as a religious — a category that includes brothers and nuns.

“I am currently based in the Appalachian mountains of eastern Kentucky,” he wrote in an email to friends and supporters on Sunday. “I live in a hermitage at the top of a wooded hill, which I share with my German Shepherd rescue, Odie, and with the Blessed Sacrament, which was installed in my oratory shortly before Christmas.”

[...] Matson approached a canon lawyer to discuss his options and was told that only two aspects of Catholic life were categorically off the table: marriage and the priesthood. According to Matson, the canon lawyer recommended being upfront about his status as a transgender man in any vocational conversations with church leaders and mentioned the role of a diocesan hermit, which could prove less challenging than enlisting with an existing religious order.

[...] What followed was roughly a decade of searching and no small amount of rejection. Living in the United Kingdom while pursuing a master’s degree, and later a Ph.D. in theology, Matson entered a vocational discernment program and approached the Jesuit order to ask if he could join.

“They said, ‘No, we just don’t see how this would work for us,’ which was crushing, because that’s where I felt called,” Matson said.

[...] “I thought, well, if I can’t find a religious community to sponsor me, maybe what I need is a bishop,” Matson said.

A priest friend recommended different bishops to contact, beginning with Stowe, who was emerging as a leading voice among Catholics calling for a more tolerant approach to LGBTQ+ people. In 2020, Matson sent Stowe a letter, conveying his status as a transgender man, his vision for an artists’ community and his pull to religious life.

Stowe wrote back immediately, expressing his openness.

“It was an enormous relief,” Matson said. “I was in tears. I felt my hope revive.”

[...] Matson vented his frustrations to Stowe and his spiritual director, saying he wanted to speak out. But he said he was advised to first “build a foundation” in religious life for several years.

During that time, Matson had an experience that shook him. Attending a friend’s play in his religious habit, he was approached by a student who identified as trans and nonbinary. After asking if Matson was a monk, the student said they were raised Catholic, but that their parents had rejected their identity, and the student felt like they “don’t have a place in the church anymore.”

Matson responded by saying there were people in the church who would support the student, and Matson prayed with them, asking God to show the student how they are “wonderful the way you’ve made them.” The student, Matson said, grew emotional, thanking the hermit profusely and saying, “No one from the church has ever affirmed me for who I am.”

[...] As for ever leaving Catholicism itself, Matson bristled at the idea, calling the church “my family.” “I’m Catholic,” he said. “I became Catholic after I transitioned because of the Catholic understanding — the sacramental understanding — of the body, of creation, of the desirability of the visible unity of the church and primarily because of the Eucharist.”

At the very least, Matson said, he hopes going public will spark dialogue about his fellow transgender Catholics, a discussion he believes can enhance unity among the body of believers.

“You’ve got to deal with us, because God has called us into this church,” he said. “It’s not your church to kick us out of — this is God’s church, and God has called us and engrafted us into it.”

[leemarkies]

I FUCKING KILLED IT !!!!!!!!!

*me, a horrendous speaker and an even more horrible public speaker* what if i became an attorney

[blorbocedes]

do you do sebchal cos i really am craving some sebchal angst rn

Sebastian shows on to Charles' doorstep, no ring.

"Sorry for the no contact. If her lawyers caught even a whiff of an affair, I wouldn't have anything to my name. That's what you get for marrying for love with no prenup." Seb smiled ruefully. He's still got jokes, even if he looks like the shell of the man Charles once loved.

"Sebastian," Charles looks back at his house, his partner inside. "I can't."

"Bullshit," Seb shakes the shaggy hair off his eyes, stepping forward and grasping Charles's hand. There's a tan line where his ring used to be. "You begged me to leave her for years. And now I'm here. For us. You love me."

"I loved you," Charles tries to free his hand from Sebastian's grip. "I idolised you. I worshipped you."

He thinks of Sebastian, the golden haired, the boy in blue the man in red - whoever everyone wanted. That glorious, larger than life, dream of a man. "I want to remember you as you are in my memories. I can't be with you."

He loved the impossible, unattainable dream that was Sebastian. The one who could never leave his wife and children for him, no matter how he begged, how many tears he shed. The man in front of him might as well be a stranger wearing a once known, well-worn face.

"So that's it then?"

Charles closes the door, and waits for the tears to come. They don't.

[quimichi]

if you dont stop writing the yummiest things my lawyer will be contacting you 😡 stop writing absolute fire rn

how dare you! I feel threatened!! Only local solution is for me to continue!

[ind1c0lite]

Assorted headcanons about Phoenix and the seven year gap because it lives rent free in my head and I must yell

-I made another post about it but Edgeworth was the first to hear about State v Enigmar and Maya was the first to see Phoenix in person after he's disbarred (and the first to meet Trucy)

-Originally Phoenix and Trucys situation was just him fostering her at first, not an immediate adoption of her, largely cause Phoenix was hoping for her sake that Zak would eventually come back to AT LEAST see her, but after like- year 2 of Zak being gone, it turned into an actual adoption of her and she legally became Trucy Wright (although she had started going by that name a few months beforehand)

-The first year for Phoenix was- Well Rough To Say The Least, he ended up getting into a l o t of fights with both Maya and Edgeworth and started really pushing them away (never in front of Trucy but she could tell something was going on) largely cause in his mindset at the time he didn't really think they understood what was going on (which he very much realized was VERY stupid considering who he was talking to) and eventually it ended in both Maya and Edgeworth staging something of an intervention and being like "hey man your being a huge dick to both of us we're trying to help you through this but also whats going on in that head", they ended up finally actually Talking and settled things for once, things got better after that! slowly yet surely

-After the bar association trial, Phoenix was the first to approach Kristoph for believing him, and that where their friendship started (Kristoph was going to just do regular ol stalking instead but decided that being "friends" with him would probably be easier here so he went with it)

- personally my least favourite interpretation of the 7yg is where Phoenix knows that kristoph was the one who framed him all along, like idk it's just not very interesting to me, it's kinda boring ghjkhlj I absolutely where people are coming from with it though but idk hgjkhl it's lame to me

- Even though Phoenix was no clue whether or not he's going to become a lawyer again and pretty much had adapted to his new life, he always has that little thought in his mind that if he becomes one again, everything in his life will get better instantly, he'll be useful again (spoiler alert, it doesn't immediately fix his life! he has Depression)

-Around year 2 was when Edgeworth started bringing over Phoenix and Trucy to Europe (in my mind he spends about half the year in Europe and Half in America), while he DID give the reason that he needed Phoenixs help with a case or two (and that wasn't an outright lie) largely he just wanted to spend time with the two of them and didn't know how else to express it, by year 5 Phoenix caught on to what he was doing and found it VERY funny, after that their trips were much less law focused

-Phoenix met Athena in Europe in Year 3 and kept in contact with her until she arrived in America, and oh BOY can she tell he is very upset

-Eventually he does go to therapy like- after DD, at the insistence of Athena and Trucy (it takes him a bit cause he's one stubborn man but he gets there eventually!)

-He started growing out his hair and realized that he did actually like this hair longer so he kept it!

-While he does not regret making Apollo use the forged ace in court, he does hope that one day they'll be able to mend things since he knows it hurt Apollo a lot, he cares about Apollo but is giving Apollo the space he needs to make that choice on his own, he's very proud of both him and Athena

-Trucy gave him her second earring so they could match! He nearly sobbed when she did that hgjkhl He did have to get his ears pierced to wear it but dw he was very brave about it

ok thats all I can remember rn enjoy HJGKH

[terryboot]

Ya'll will never believe what happened again

teef hurtie

[manicpixiefelix]

A lot of stuff has happened worldbuilding-wise in these AUs, especially in the CEO/sole heir!Reader au that I've got like 15k+ of written in my drafts that I'm kinda giddy about because the kind of developments that have happened also fit into the background of the main fic for h,h,h and now I have all this shit I can play with regarding the reader's backstory and family that feels far more grounded and consistent, if that makes sense.

eg. It might not seem particularly relevant rn, but the reader's father is CEO of their family company in name only. He was instated there by his father-in-law (reader's maternal grandfather) when he was ill, overruling the board since he was owner and majority share holder, however when he passed, all his shares/ownership of the company actually went to the reader's maternal grandmother, who is the only person in the reader's family who they're still in contact with. She kept her son in law as CEO but he has very little to do with the company, most of its run by the board who ask him to occasionally weigh in on decisions if they need a tie breaker. Again, like I said, it's not relevant rn but it's just a little background factoid.

Also the reader has never had any contact with anyone from their father's side of the family as their father essentially gave them up for the reader's mother. This part genuinely isn't relevant, we will probably never have any contact with the reader's paternal extended family, but just as a fun fact, he comes from a family of incredibly highly trained and respected doctors, and he's the youngest of four brothers who all resent him for 1) choosing to study law, and 2) not even actually becoming a lawyer and giving it up to be a socialite once he was made CEO and married into an even wealthier family.

[jazzerdoc]

FIC REC “FRIDAY” - combo edition. I’ve been tagged (twice now) by @xthelastknownsurvivorx & once by @cha-melodius for this share. Thank you. I’m behind. My apologies. It’s finals week. It’s not Friday. I’m sorry. I’m traveling and I don’t know what day it is. Also that made me miss the Wordle & stop my winning streak at 128 and I’m kind of upset rn.

Tagging @welcometololaland for the master list.

So now it’s TWO THEMES - the fic that makes you laugh or smile whenever you think of it & the fic that lives in your mind rent free.

THEME ONE: funny/smile:

RWRB. This fic is outrageous in all the best ways: a college au, it’s hilarious, hot, memorable, 0-60. Henry is goaded into being filmed while trying to squash a watermelon between his THIGHS and Alex is out of his mind before/during/after. It’s FULL-CONTACT, written by one of my loves, @clottedcreamfudge All I can say, readers, is you’re welcome. 🍉

I would add here that @stutteringpeach ‘s WELL, WE’RE NOT HERE TO FUCK DUCKS aka fuck study (already tagged by @xthelastknownsurvivorx ) is also on my giggle-fest list. 🦆

THEME TWO: fics that live in my mind rent-free.

BUCKLE UP. This is really hard, because several do live in my mind ALL THE TIME. I’m going to add some favorites by my favorites, but I first have to say that @rmd-writes’ TO THE VICTOR THE SPOILS & its prequel, WHAT, LIKE IT’S HARD? are definitely on this list but @cha-melodius already tagged it. They are genius and I do love me a good lawyer au. Below are all RWRB but one, but it’s RWRB-infused, so.

@clottedcreamfudge I could say A SPORTING CHANCE, which you know I adore, but I’m going to say NEVER DID RUN SMOOTH, because I’m obsessed with how the love story plays out in this reality dating show romp & the title is a line from my favorite Shakespeare play, A MIDSUMMER NIGHT’S DREAM. 🌴

YOUNG ROYALS (w/RWRB crossover) fic by my sweet love @the-amber-fox This prince/rock star/Sweden/US epic au is lovely and fun and just a great way to showcase Wilmon’s love story. PERFECT CRIMES OF THE HEART. 👑

My IG bestie @cinnamoncoffees has written YR & RWRB fics (some FOR me & others I’ve helped with), but this one is sooo good. I think it’s her best. It’s a vampire au and I don’t particularly like vampires necessarily but it is soooo good. Did I mention how good it is? 😋 A SLIGHTLY HYSTERICAL VAMPIRE FANTASY MOMENT. 🧛🏼‍♂️

RWRB fic: you may know my lovey @cheesecurdsgravyandfries as the writer of extremely hot, explicit RWRB & SCHITTS CREEK fics, but did you also know she is hilarious and sweet? I don’t completely know why, but I’ll never forget this adorable and clever stripper au told from Henry’s dog’s perspective. THE GOODEST BOY, HIS HENRY, AND THE OTHER GUY. 🥹 (Fun fact: this is the only G rated fic in my list.) 😏

RWRB+: I’ve got lots more RWRB favorites, but this list of fics-that-live-rent-free-in-my-mind would be incomplete without @everwitch-magiks’ HASHTAG SOULMATES. This beauty is a fan fic must-read. It combines the best of rwrb’s contemporary lgbtq fiction and all the romance tropes. Genius. 🪐

Tagging @cheesecurdsgravyandfries @the-amber-fox @cinnamoncoffees @clottedcreamfudge @everwitch-magiks @stutteringpeach @rmd-writes ONLY IF YOU WANT TO. And anyone else. This was fun but it took a while. Also, please tag @welcometololaland, who’s evidently keeping a list.

[foster-the-moths]

fuck it tmc headcannons (aka me projecting SO HARD). only cesar and jonah (and a bit of adam) for rn i have more for the others but ive been thinking abt these guys recently.

cesar (&mark):

-i see a lot of headcannons like 'mark is introverted and cesar is extroverted' and i raise to you: cesar is very charismatic and everyone wants to talk to him but he does NOT like social situations At All. everyone just decided he was cool and interesting and they wanted to hang out with him and he has no clue whats going on.

-usually his voice is very flat and monotone. if mark didn't question the vol 1 call then i think thats just how cesar talks most of the time.

-mark and cesar were the most dumbass friends in existence the minute they make eye contact all common sense is Gone. they would go to the gas station, chug a bunch of sodas and throw rocks at the cans. one time mark decided it would be a great idea to bring his deagle and they got in SO much trouble. the cops were called mark legitimately thought his life was over it was not good night for either of them.

-cesar would like reptiles he would catch a snake in a field and try to show mark and mark would scream at him. one time he picks up a rattlesnake bc he thought it was a regular snake and long story short mark has to drive him to the er

-i think he also knows how to cook, but hes REALLY good at baking its one of his hobbies :]

jonah:

-burnt out gifted kid that got really hyped up as being a genius when he was young and got all these expectations put on him (ESPECIALLY since his dad is a lawyer) so when he didnt meet those expectations he crashed and burned

-hes really smart but also very 'slow' at things so he just. embraced the 'dumb' persona bc its less pressure to fail if you're already expected to do so (i am projecting so hard dont look at me okay)

-he also started to do really badly in school around highschool and once his peers noticed he basically became an outcast. adam is like. his one real friend. (which just makes vol 2/4 even more fucked up)

-i think he likes rap but also the most ridiculous pop songs. he will NOT play anything other than lady gaga or songs abt drugs and murder theres no inbetween.

-never learned how to cook never intends to he eats the most atrocious 'meals' he can conjure. i am talking instant ramen with crushed up flaming hot cheetos and melted string cheese like ACTUALLY revolting. adam is even worse he puts an unpeeled banana between two slices of bread and chows down.

adam:

-very volatile emotions. if something sets him off he does not know how to regulate his emotions and gets a bit wacky, silly if you will (he's gotten multiple detentions for getting into fights)

-other than that the only time he feels really strong emotions is when he's hunting alternates, its like an adrenaline rush for him.

i'll post more later but this is whats been rattling around in my head for weeks and months.

[coldcanadianwinters]

Bad Dog Bites and Original Bad Dog Bites!

oooooo baby okay okay SO STRAP IN FOR A LONG EXPLANATION HAHA I'll put it under a read-more bc I KINDA WENT BUCKWILD WITH THIS EXPLANATION I'M SORRY JUBES

:') I'M JUST EXCITED

To preface, I actually lied when I replied to your post first - in fact SIX of those fics are crossovers between the two Personas that I've played (4 and 5) lmfao and that includes both versions of BDB :)

Originally, the fic was supposed to take place immediately after Royal, and Akechi's alive and contacted by Sae bc my theory is that it was her officers that was escorting him back to somewhere when you catch a glimpse of him at the very end of the game through the train window. The idea was that, now that she's transitioning to being a defense lawyer, Sae's noticing a lot more of an uptick in corruption through the government, and especially noticing shit to do with the shadow world, whether that be Metaverse or otherwise. So she's bringing in the guy who's in hiding and who she can like use some leverage over (seeing as the Phantom Thieves are supposed to be disbanded now and they're going their separate ways so she can't just employ them for this) and who also has Persona powers, and ask him to help her deal with this. But she also knows that the shadow world is dangerous to deal with on its own... and I know that the government has records of Naoto having Persona powers (thank you beginning of P4 Arena lmfao - I haven't finished watching the playthrough that I found of that one tho bc I realised that P4A has so many spoilers for P3 and I don't want that yet soooo I'll just have to wait until after I play P3 to finish that vid haha), so to help him, she calls in the first Detective Prince.

The goofs and gaffs were gonna come from the fact that, if they met in canon (PQ2 doesn't count in this situation bc I haven't played it yet LMAO), they would immediately hate each other hsgfh and then they'd slowly grow to trust each other in combat, even if they do absolutely hate each other, and it would come to a head when they get surrounded, probably in the TV World bc they're gonna be bouncing back and forth between each other's worlds (and the P3 shadow world - Tartarus? - but I first gotta play that game first *squeezes my hands into fists* so) and are forced to perform a Showtime where, since both of them and their Personas can learn Megidolaon, they basically do this little theatrical show of 'hey I can do things better than you watch!' and then annihilate the surroundings and the shadows by using that move at once together. And then after that they would have to deal with the fact that hey, the other one actually is willing to work with me and keep the both of us from getting killed... huh....

I thought it was a cool idea, though like the majority of the plot is wholly obscured to me bc I didn't really have an end goal besides making Akechi eventually go back to Leblanc and see the P5 protag again, though maybe it could be something similar to P5 where they take down a major political figure? or like the lead scientist trying to use the shadows for their own evil will or something, and I also didn't have most of the middle stuff ready, just like key scenes that I'd dreamt up and stuff haha

But then the second version, which is the one just titled Bad Dog Bites now, has some different stuff going on - this time, it's 4 years after the end of P5, so Akechi's been in hiding for a while after having survived back then, and he's probably doing something but he's really secretive and on the dl about it. He doesn't want to be found by the authorities so he changes address and phone number constantly, I've written him relatively ooc rn but I'm working on fixing that lmfao, he's got some shit to deal with and he definitely doesn't want to be found by the former Phantom Thieves.

The idea is the fic opens up in Akechi's current apartment, and he's doing something at his desk that the audience isn't allowed to fully know about yet, when someone knocks on his door. He's obviously suspicious, and when he goes to peek through his peep hole and then after crack the door with the chain in, Naoto is there, and when he lets the original DP in, they explain to him (after some like banter, immediate hate bc they would hate each other hghs, and some coaxing of information) that they've been hired to help hunt him down (and though they don't say by who, Naoto was def hired by the P5 protag, but like 3-ish years ago, so instead of telling him that, Naoto tells him they were hired recently by Sae, bc that'll also technically be true).

Actually, I might add in, too, that the TV World fog was seeping into Akechi's apartment and that helped Naoto hunt him down? I think that could be interesting... and Akechi doesn't notice bc it's been a slow build, but something across Japan has been causing the walls of the TV World to thin (and maybe also the Metaverse and Tartarus bounds) and let them seep into the real world, which of course is a problem. This'll tie well into my plan for this fic too - the pair of Detective Princes get contracted to dive into the various shadow worlds at random by government agents so that scientists can test the reactions of Shadows and stuff, etc etc basically they gotta play along until they can target the head of this evil government snake organization and take it down together swiftly and effectively, giving info back to Sae for safekeeping and occasionally bumping into other major characters from the games. And at the end, they find where all three of these shadow worlds are converged and have to fight the big bad boss down there to separate Tartarus, the TV World, and the Metaverse again and also separate all three from the real world once more.

There'll be changing perspectives between Akechi's pov and Naoto's pov, changing probably either chapter to chapter or every other chapter, depending on the vibes haha, and in the end, when they do take down the big bad (both of the shadow worlds and the head organizer of this whole thing who's trying to control the shadow worlds), or maybe after, then Akechi is forced to realise that hey actually living in isolation like he had been sucks shit and makes plans to meet up with the p5 protag. Maybe he even does meet up with him, at the end of the fic, I haven't decided yet haha

I'll still be keeping the Showtime idea that I had bc ngl that scene drove a lot of my want to write this fic in the first place, though I still gotta finagle a way of making it written out as cool as it was in my head without being either over- or under-explained and flashy, idk haha, but beyond that and Naoto and Akechi forced to work together their plots were gonna be actually really different. Plus, I figured I could maybe do more with their characters, because for Akechi it's 4 years later so he's like 20-21, but for Naoto, it's been a Hot Minute since they've had to go about doing shadow world stuff I think (though maybe I'm wrong and they've been doing shadow world stuff this whole time! idk), so they're now 24-25 and Working Through It haha

Anyways! That's the whole idea 🫠 I know this was a really long reply but I just,,, I've been thinking about this fic a whole bunch haha

There's still some things I gotta tweak out still, and I gotta actually write the damned thing too, but! There ya go haha

[izvmimi]

hi Mimi,

I felt I should let you know that my lawyer will be contacting yours in the near future to discuss the damages caused by your Mineta fic. talks of reparations and possible settlements will commence in the coming weeks.

any further contact will be exclusively through our lawyers from this point onwards.

best wishes, Mimi.

this us rn lmaoooooo

[hobidreams]

‼️long yap incoming‼️

GODDDDD do not get me started on my thesis😭 not sure how it is for other unis, but my uni requires the cw thesis to have two parts: the critical essay and the creative work!! the crit essay is what i’m working on rn, and it has to be around 6-8k words, while the creative work has to be a MINIMUM of 25k words😭😭😭😭😭

i have so much pent up rage at how it’s structured bc like… the critical essay is supposed to be about the creative work, right… BUT we have to write it before the creative work even exists??? i am quite literally pulling shit out my ass😭

i’m working on a historical fiction novella, so i’m honestly not suffering that much because i like the research of it all, but GODDD this critical essay is gonna be the death of me!!!! it doesn’t help that my temp adviser rn isn’t a good fit for me, bc i’m just not a fan of how she’s asking us to work😭

also, part of the crit essay is our poetics, so i had half a mind to cite mlt as a creative influence on my work😭 alas i wasn’t sure if i could (and if you’d be okay with that) so i decided to talk about doctor who instead lol

and!! i’m actually like.. 90% sure that i don’t want to go into law, i cry super easily😭 i’m incredibly non-confrontational and i think i’d shit myself in class every day lmao, but when i was younger i considered it because i got baited by suits💀💀 how are you doing so far though!! also, how’s the wedding coming along (if u don’t mind sharing!!)?

lowkey miss the times where everyone was active on tumblr, myself included🥹

-🌿

GIIIIRL WHAT THAT IS SO LONG!!! undergrads here don't actually have to do a thesis when majoring in creative writing... only honours students. only masters students have to do a creative portfolio as the thesis but theres no critical essay i think.... so girl im so sorry you gotta deal with this T_T!!!

omg omg omg omg omg im sooo happy ur doing a historical novella??? you can use mlt as you please HAHA but i like doctor who too so that's an awesome choice!! i hope things are going well <3

FADSLKJADFS LMAO suits baited a whole generation of ppl tbh LOL so many ppl i know in law school are into it. yeah... if you're non-confrontational its probably not the best idea haha. but theres always the more paperwork focused lawyer positions loool. what are you thinking about doing after grad?

the wedding is mostly planned i just need to put final decor details on it and im procrastinating that so fucking hard 💀💀💀 i just am so tired of the whole thing and the pressure of making everything look pretty. but i'll dive back into it after exams cuz I GOT A JOBBBBB so i dont have to worry about my grades or school as much 🥰🥰

i miss those times too 😭😭 im actually going on a lil writers retreat next year with some writers that i met here on tumblr <3 so i still keep in contact with people but it's definitely not the same as it was when we were all super active :'(((

[therealgothambychelsealauren]

Chapter XII pt 2: Harley Quinn & Other Breakups with Homicidal Clowns

4 factors to deem defendant's conduct as a Heat of Passion:

1)Adequate provocation - did the defendant experience provocation that adequately would've provoked a reasonable person in similar circumstance/with similar characteristics?

Part of what brought Khalil and I so close was a natural/developing trust in each other to share vulnerabilities, beliefs, ambitions, and even traumas that we happened to have majorly in common.

It all started when he gave me legal advice and resources to try to get into the aforementioned apartment during training hours with The Organization. From that conversation we found that we both had ambitions to attend law school, that we both had started then paused our law school application cycles, and that as "lifelong students" we did not intend to stop our education at earning a J.D. - maybe we'd also get a Ph.D. in Criminal Justice or English or Criminology so we could be college professors. Khalil gave me contact info for higher-ups within The Organization who could potentially mentor me through my law school application cycle, but when none responded 2+ months into my service year, Khalil offered to be my mentor (if you're in Contracts rn check to make sure I used the term "offered" appropriately). He gave me LSAT prep books and met with me bi-weekly to work on my resume and my personal statement. In the hour or so we scheduled for each mentorship session, we spent at least 20 minutes talking about personal things and finding a lot of common interests and moral convictions.

Within our first few sessions, he showed me his J he had set aside for after he was officially off the clock for the day, we learned we both had passions for social justice and poetry, and we shared a common trauma/healing journey as Black people who grew up in poverty with single mothers. In early December, he was reading my personal statement and I told him how nervous I was about doing what he called "trauma pimping" in my essay - I didn't want to exploit myself and flash my traumas but per the custom of college application essays, I needed to earn the school's sympathy to earn acceptance and financial aid. My essay revealed what inspired me to become a lawyer at such a young age - my mom raised us in poverty and had endured chronic abusive relationships, we moved around constantly trying to avoid homelessness (between apartments, mobile homes, grandma's house and the couches of on-again-off-again-boyfriends) and my mother struggled with substance abuse to numb herself from the trauma and ongoing hardships we faced - meanwhile I served as the family's advocate in doctor's offices, parent-teacher conferences, and Child Protective Services meetings when really we needed advocacy from a legal professional. Khalil reassured me that my story was compelling, "a Micheal B Jordan story for real" when I feared schools would think my story was pitiful or overdramatic. He said I was adding too much pressure unto myself, and I was stressed to market myself for law school acceptance based on a life I had felt so much shame for experiencing. Towards the end of this conversation, I revealed that part of the reason I felt so much pressure was because I was acting in survival mode - a mode I chronically cycled through, and I was stressed to make sure I got into law school to avoid homelessness once my service year with The Organization was over. Law school felt like a way out of these chronic cycles of poverty and threatened survival, just like how in undergrad living on campus as an RA protected me from the threat of going back to a homeless shelter or a motel - and how getting my degree protected me from following the same shame and poverty-stricken path my mom endured because she never finished school. I didn't just want to go to law school, I needed to get in to break free from these generational curses that Khalil could also relate to. As I held back tears, I saw Khalil watch me with an intensity I had not experienced from a man before; most men watched me like a tiger waiting to strike with a response that invalidated anything I said or felt, but he watched me like he clung onto every single word I said. His eyes were shiny, he held a respectful silence as he ingested what I said, and later I felt immense shock for being so vulnerable with him so naturally when it took me years to confide in a therapist about the same thing… He ended the conversation by noting how I'm "very bright" and he claimed to be determined to get me through this - that I will get into law school and he will "work with me on this with all [he's] got no matter what, we'll meet as many times as [I] need to."

After this meeting I got in the elevator and filmed a Snap about having a crush on my boss and sent it to my best friends from college - the crush was something I hadn't even admitted to myself until this meeting made me feel something I had never felt with a man before: safe.

I realized that, contrary to what I thought I felt for the men's soccer team goalie in high school, I was deadass in love for the first time.

In the weeks that followed, I gushed to my college friends over phone calls in Bryant Park as Khalil and I continued to grow closer. I told them about how he wanted me to meet his little sister because he thought "she could learn some things from [you]" and how he pulled me in for a hug after he called me an uber back to work from a work-related favor he asked me to do, and how he stepped out of a 3-hour zoom meeting to be my cheerleader in the back of the room when I was nervous about being a panelist for an event with The Organization in front of a large crowd. Khalil even confided in me about his heartache in abandoning his childhood dream to become an actor when inherent racism overshadowed his potential in the industry; producers chronically denied him roles because he brought "too much swagger" to each character he read for, and that inspired him to get a law degree he could use to found his own production company and provide opportunities for Black and Brown creators that he had harshly been denied. This vulnerability, after we had both shared that we struggled to be vulnerable with others due to similar experiences, felt exclusive, like watching sand get molten into a diamond. The vulnerability, trust, and respect we had for each other seemed to grow every day.

Especially in February, when the CEO of The Organization was fired for sexually assaulting a subordinate - though I was one of few who had the reason behind the termination confirmed. I asked Khalil about it, having heard the news from a mutual friend who allegedly heard it from him, and he revealed he was the mandatory reporter who the victim had come to to file a report and press charges. I warned him about the implications if people found out of his involvement - that "everyone's gonna come to you with a million questions." I had a background in investigative journalism and I knew better than anyone that news traveled fast with potentially severe consequences. He told me some of his internal feelings with the case, that if The Organization didn't fire the CEO and take the case seriously, he'd go to the news about it. I was so worried about him and rumors of his involvement jeopardizing the justice he and the victim sought that I called him later that day on my way home from work. He promised he'd be cautious, and from then on I promised I'd alert him immediately if I heard of any more info/rumors that could jeopardize the case. He asked me to "have some faith in him" - that he knew what he was doing and looking out for himself just as much as the victim. Without telling me the name of the victim, he did trust me in sharing his stress and internal feelings through this, that he had an internal conflict of guilt because a similar incident happened last year with a victim of similar characteristics who asked him not to do anything about it but Khalil wondered if he had acted then if the victim now would've been spared. The situation only brought us closer, checking in on each other knowing of circumstances we acknowledged without explicitly addressing the matter out loud for fear of eavesdroppers.

Khalil soon told me that he planned to leave The Organization at the end of the year, that this situation and other injustices encouraged him to plan to leave and pursue opportunities more relevant to his law school ambitions so that his application was stronger. I found out later that I was one of two people in The Organization who knew he was leaving months prior to his official announcement, and that (allegedly) I was the first he told. In meetings following his secret whisper about leaving The Organization, he promised plans with me post-service; meet his little sister, "put you in spaces I think you'd do well in, introduce you to new friends," have conversations about some of the back-door goings-on and "tea" at The Organization and some of its higher-ups once I graduated.

To my friends and to me (eventually, once I abandoned my instinctive denial and insecurities towards men) it seemed like Khalil really liked me, trusted me, and intended to at least maintain a friendship with me post service. Not to mention the physical touches that seemed reserved for me and the way he excitedly shouted my name in common spaces when he didn't with anyone else and how he seemed to always seize an opportunity to commend me for my character, my intelligence, my compassion, and my talent. I felt special, friends (and roommates/coworkers) speculated a particular spark between us, and in that I dared to hope that *maybe* after all the heartaches I left in the midwest, he could finally be someone good for me.

The first element of the Heat of Passion defense requires that the defendant's reactive conduct of killing someone was reasonable compared to how someone else of similar characteristics in similar circumstances might have responded.

And I think any woman like me, being treated the way Khalil treated me, and taking into account the kind of man Khalil seemed to be -someone who claimed to be honest, "committed to community service like it was [his] religion," a philosopher and lover of authentic lovely things - would have been head over heels for him. Our natural chemistry and common interests, our beliefs and ambitions that seemed to sharpen each other like iron sharpening iron, even our similar people-pleaser tendencies and appreciation for sarcasm, all seemed too meaningful. Not to mention the trust, care, and respect we clearly held for each other - Khalil repeatedly noted how much he respected me, something I had never been told from a man before. Between January and March, we were on the phone at least once a week for "professional development counseling."

I think anyone might have wondered if maybe our relationship was more than just "work friends."

I mean his ex-girlfriend, who happened to be my roommate's zone manager, certainly wondered so - but I'll get back to that part later.

Friends old and new advocated for hope of something good growing between us - that "maybe you finally met someone meant for you."

[forestryfae]

holy fucking shit is it possible to get more self centered. holy shit.

stepmom called at like 22:30 the first time. didnt answer. clear sign to not fucking call again id say given most normal people are asleep by now. called again like ten minutes later and i thought well maybe its an emergency. surely shes not stupid enough to call twice in the evening around most peoples bedtime. <--- said by someone who was once called by her 7 times in half an hour and all they wanted was either a chat or they bought me a lamp at ikea idfr

nope. shes chatting away and shit asking where i am, whether i want to celebrate christmas with them, fully expecting me to let them help me when i move into an apartment.

first of all lmao wtf. im not asking them for fucking help moving my shit, if i did theyd go to sweden that exact day and be like "oh were in sweden right now but we can come by later :)" like they did when we asked them to maybe come help w the house. dad was tasked with contacting a lawyer for me once too, he promised hed do it he knew how horrible i had it and when we got to the meeting w my support team he told me he hadnt done it. 2 months i waited and he just hadnt bothered. btw i got really sick a few days later. fever, exhaustion, the whole thing.

and then shes like "it must be so nice to have your legal guardian and finally have someone who gets stuff done" yeah well dad was useless and mom was actively hindering me from talking to a lawyer and you and dad knew how bad it was but you didnt do shit to help so. thanks for that ig.

btw letting me stay for a week during christmas does not count. i really want to say im grateful but rn i dont feel grateful. im pissed. they knew how bad it was and did fucking nothing. i talked about how bad it was and they did nothing but try to talk down how bad it was, atleast dad. sure, stepmom defended me sometimes but having my dad say the shit he did and acting like it was no big deal living alone in a rotten cold house w two cats while i was severely depressed and utterly isolated and only helping if he felt like it. holy fucking shit. yeah dude atleast its getting taken care of i fuvking guess. being a parent doesnt stop when your kid turns 18 and if you marry a dude w kids you cant just. not talk to the kids if it doesnt suit you

and shes asking for all this info about where i am and so on and i just gotta lie. i dont wanna have to argue with a grown ass woman at nearly 11 pm and tell her i straight up dont want them to know cus theyve been utterly useless at all times except like. two times. dad fixed some electrics and i got to stay for christmas and thats it. ive been driven home after shopping sure but whose fucking fault is it i dont have a license? could unsupportive parents who offer to help but dont ever let me drive be part of the problem? could the lack of legal help and effort be a part of the problem?

and obvs im answering in single words and the occasional sentences cus im fucking annoyed and trying not to be rude but shes chatting away about shit she has no business knowing or getting involved in at almost 11 pm. so the call ends w her asking if im sad cus i "sound so sad" like no im not sad. tell her im not sad. she said something afterwards i dont remember but i did wind up saying that "well its kind of really late to call someone at 10:30 in the evening" and she starts. going on about how she just really missed me and missed talking to me and at this point internally im just fuming. she called that late at night just to chat? is she fucking stupid?

like its not bad enough the only times i ever get called is when theyre bored in the car and need entertainment so i have to sit there listening to my own voice echo out of their handsfree while the mic is garbling their voices so bad i can barely tell wtf theyre saying over the sound of traffic. and now shes calling in the middle of the night tol cus her emotional need is too important to let people sleep