#countdown to 150

[princelancey]

Countdown to 150 | race 3/150 ¦ 2017 Bahrain GP

[seulira]

More me yapping about my gf under the cut lol

She'll be here in 4 days and I'm still absolutely baffled at how good she is to me. I stare at her all I want and she doesn't think it's weird. She's started staring back recently and I get nervous and laugh and look away because I'm not used to being Perceived the way I perceive others but she really does see me

We'll be watching a video where someone is making chicken and she'll talk about what she'd do differently and she always adds "I would take the bones out for you". There was a video of a guy doing a food tour in vienna and he had those disposable wood utensils and I noted that I hate the texture of those things and, without missing a beat, she said "We can get one of those camping utensil kits. The metal kind. All the vendors here use wooden ones". Like no hesitation, no thought to it, just. Boom. Solution for my needs. She said she's excited to see my flappy hands irl. I explained I try to suppress them as much as I can in public since it's kind of frowned upon to be 25 and happy flapping at something, and she doesn't see them at my desk because I would just end up hitting the table. She pretty much only sees them in VR, where I have room and the comfort to stim. But she'll be here!! In my house!! Where I have the room and the comfort to stim as I need, and she makes me so happy she's bound to see them at some point

She never minds how sleepy I get during our calls because I'm working a lot, and I have an awful sleep schedule on days I don't work. We typically stay on call for them so she just blows me a little kiss and streams whatever video she's watching. I always just look at her though. Then when I wake up she smiles and softly says "Good morning, baby" and my entire heart melts.

It's incredible to see how confident she makes me. Even on days where I've made no effort, my hair's a mess, I'm wearing the most raggedy at-home clothes I have, and I'm just a face in a cocoon of a blanket she'll still call me gorgeous. She's seen me at every possible angle and insists I have no bad ones. The few times I've been honest about specific parts of my body I didn't like, she'll pay special attention to them until I can't help but think she finds them beautiful

It's also been incredible watching her gain confidence, too. Before we started dating, she'd only ever join calls with a camera once in a blue moon and, even then, only wearing a face mask and a hoodie. Now, even with new people in the group calls, she'll just wear a normal t-shirt and shows her entire face. She doesn't default to nervous tics when she discusses her body anymore and she'll even flex for me if she catches me staring while she stretches (which is. A lot. I like her arms.) and I can't wait to see her get to explore her femininity when she's here. She only has one "femme" shirt, and she doesn't wear it often. I'm sending her back with a bunch of skirts, dresses, and blouses. Even if she just wears them at home, they're all comfy and she'll have that option

We've both been talking about how we think our first meeting is going to go. I'm bringing her a bouquet so we can press them and she can take the dried flowers home with her after her 2 weeks here. I try not to think about when she has to leave because I know it's going to absolutely wreck me, but she's leaving me a ring (and a necklace with some charms, but the ring is the big one). I already call her my wife in online spaces but she'll really be my fiancee. It's wild.

I keep getting misty-eyed thinking of 2 whole weeks with her snoring in my arms every night.

[lesbiansloveseokjin]

day 150/547 of seokjin’s military service

this picture was posted on 141208, the day of The Red Bullet concert in Manila, with the caption:

Today’s concert was so enjoyable Thank you haha

(trans cr: Denise @ bts-trans)

[weeklydoseoffeelgoodtunes]

June 10, 2023 (150)

Top 30

1. Latto & LU KALA- Lottery

2. FAST BOY & Topic- Forget You

3. Bebe Rexha & Snoop Dogg- Satellite

4. Post Malone- Chemical

5. Tiësto- All Nighter

6. BENEE- Green Honda

7. Kylie Minogue- Padam Padam

8. DARKOO & Ayra Starr- Disturbing U

9. Fireboy DML- Someone

10. Milky Chance- Living In A Haze

11. P!NK- TRUSTFALL

12. Dua Lipa- Dance The Night

13. Mae Stephens- If We Ever Broke Up

14. Bad Bunny- WHERE SHE GOES

15. Maiya The Don- Dusties

16. mehro- exploding

17. OneRepublic- RUNAWAY

18. Leo Rizzi- mi maná

19. Thirty Seconds To Mars- Stuck

20. Bree Runway & Khalid- Be The One

21. Ellie Goulding- Like A Saviour

22. Taylor Swift & Ice Spice- Karma

23. Conan Gray- Never Ending Song

24. Ty Dolla $ign- Motion

25. Gus Dapperton- Horizons

26. Manchester Orchestra- The Way

27. Tove Lo- Borderline

28. Coi Leray- Bops **DEBUT**

29. Miley Cyrus- Jaded

30. Arlo Parks- Blades **DEBUT**

Close Calls

1. Chet Faker- Something Like This

2. Royal Blood- Honeybrains

3. d4vd- The Bridge

4. Corina Smith- como te va?

5. Kid Pistola- Dímelo

[majorleagueupdates]

BREAKING: the bird Randy Johnson accidentally killed with a pitch has just been reincarnated as a Ford F-150. In possibly unrelated news, the same Ford has started a mysterious countdown and begun rolling on its own towards Arizona at approximately 100mph.

[nataliawrites]

TikTok on the Clock // Daniel Ricciardo

One of the best things to come out of the pandemic lockdown was finally giving in to the urge to download TikTok. You had quickly grown addicted to scrolling through the mix of eclectic videos that popped up on your “for you page” and soon enough decided to start posting some yourself.

It did not take long for Formula 1 fans to make the connection between your account and who your boyfriend is — Daniel Ricciardo was many things but subtle was not one of them and he had a tendency to “accidentally” interrupt you while you filmed.

You kept the account going long after restrictions eased and hopped on many of the trends that made their rounds on the app. This year, you were feeling slightly evil. You have been putting together a compilation of hilarious (if you did say so yourself) pranks that you pulled on your boyfriend since the season began and were just about to hit upload as the countdown began.

You put down your phone and turn to give Daniel your full attention.

Ten

Nine

Eight

Seven

Six

Five

Four

Three

Two

One

His lips taste like champagne.

Happy New Year!

“Hey Dan?”

“Mmh.”

“Maybe stay off TikTok for a bit.”

“What did you do?”

One

You loved the Australian Grand Prix. Your boyfriend’s home race was a spectacle on the track and a great opportunity to spend time with his family off the track.

As usual, you flew out to Perth a bit early before switching coasts for the race. You were busy in the kitchen, putting the finishing touches on dinner as you prepared to host everyone that evening. When everything was mostly done, you started recording on your phone and leaned it against the wall inconspicuously before calling for your boyfriend.

“Hey, babe?” You pour a heaping pile of salt on a spoon.

“Yeah?” You can hear Daniel from across the house.

“Can you come taste my sauce?” You dunk the spoon in a pot of your tomato sauce and pick up just enough to hide the salt.

He basically runs to the kitchen, “test taster reporting for duty.”

You bring the spoon to his mouth, “I used your nonna’s recipe.”

His eyes screw shut and his mouth puckers, “my-my nonna’s recipe?”

“Your mom shared it with me. Isn’t it delicious?”

“Yeah,” his voice cracks. “Delicious.”

You look at his face again and fight a losing battle not to laugh as he desperately tries not to offend you and his grandma.

You reach towards your phone as giggles escape you.

Daniel finally realizes he’s been tricked, “are you serious?”

You point the camera towards your boyfriend, “you should’ve seen your face.”

“You’re so mean to me,” he pouts.

Two

“Babe?” You questioned coming through the front door. You had spent the day loading up on groceries and stopping by a few boutiques that caught your eye. This was the perfect opportunity to finally pull one over on your boyfriend.

“I’m in here,” you drop your bags in the foyer and follow Daniel’s voice to where he’s lying on the living room sectional.

Your phone is stuck in your bra, the camera just peaking over your shirt. “My car told me I needed windshield wiper fluid while I was out.”

He lowers his phone but keeps his focus on it.

“So I pulled into a gas station and the guy working there gave me a really good deal. He told me I got it for 50 percent off and it was only $150 for me because of how sweet I was.”

Daniel’s head snaps up as he drops his phone.

“$150?”

“Yeah.”

“You paid $150?”

“Yeah …”

“For windshield wiper fluid?”

“Yeah? He told me it was a good deal!”

“Love,” you can’t tell if he wants to laugh or cry, “I could’ve done that for free. He ripped you off.”

“But it was 50 percent off?”

“It costs less than $5 to buy and then you just pour it in!” He gestures wildly, “this is my fault. How do I race for a living and literally collect cars without teaching my girlfriend how to change her own windshield wiper fluid?”

By this point you’re silently laughing which Daniel finally notices.

“Really? Really?” He turns around to face the back of the couch, “don’t talk to me.”

“Awww, baby. Don’t be mad at me,” you coo. “I think it’s cute how protective you got.”

“Still mad at you.” It’s hard to take him seriously with his face shoved into the leather couch, muffling his voice.

Three

You walk into the gym, your phone hidden in the pocket of your leggings, and take in the view of you shirtless boyfriend.

The fans will appreciate this one.

“Dan?”

He pauses his juggling on the stationary bike.

“My back’s really been bothering since I came back from my run. Do you think you can help me stretch it or something?”

He gets off the bike and walks toward you, “do you want me to call Michael? He won’t mind coming over to help with your back.”

“Don’t bother him. It’s nothing major,” you turn away from your boyfriend and quickly stick two pieces of pasta between your molars while he can’t see, “just need to loosen it up a bit.”

“Okay …” he spreads his palms across your back and applies some careful pressure. You bite down on the pasta, timing the crack with his movements.

“Oh my god.” You let your body go limp.

“Love? Are you okay?” He tries to hold you up but you collapse on the padded floor of the gym.

“Is it your back? What did I do? I knew we should’ve just called Michael. Oh my god.”

You take pity on your boyfriend, not wanting him to think that he actually broke your back for longer than a few seconds, “it was just pasta.”

“What?”

“The sound. It was just me biting pasta. It’s a prank trend.”

He lets go of your body and you fully drop to the floor.

“Are.” He pelts you with one of the balls he was juggling.

“You.” And another.

“Kidding.” And another.

“Me?” And another.

You run out of the gym laughing as he continues to chase you through the house, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“I thought I broke your back!”

[aihoshiino]

The promised off-the-cuff 163 thoughts!- Chapters Since The 143 Kiss Happened And Went Entirely Unacknowledged And Unaddressed Count: 20 WHOLE CHAPTERS, BABY!!!! when 164 drops we will officially be switching to a countdown of Chapters Until The Story Ends Without The 143 Kiss Being Addressed Or Acknowledged. Akasaka truly is choosing violence here eh

OnK has been pretty consistently interested in the growing divide between "Gorou" and "Aqua" for a while so I'm glad we got a chapter definitively laying out exactly how it works and how we're supposed to understand it. Admittedly I don't love that we got this characterization by having Tsukuyomi literally Look Into The Camera and Explain It but this has caused enough sturm und drang in the fandom that having it laid out In Text is something to appreciate, I guess. Then again I am also already seeing people go "Oh, so Aqua doesn't exist and he was Gorou all along!" so maybe I'm a bit optimistic lol- Anyway, the Tsukuyomi's framing of it does seem to fall in line with how I understood things, which is that Aqua himself was born as the meeting point of Gorou's memories and will and Aqua's body, but his life and emotions are his alone. Like in 150, "Gorou" is described as "a role" that was born in Aqua and his memories are described as those of an adult in contrast to Aqua, who is definitively established as just a regular teenager by Literally God. Again, nice to have this raised to the level of Text but I fully expect people to keep making pedo accusations anyway lol

I also like that Aqua's life *as Aqua's* is given weight and value here just by virtue of him being alive, even if it doesn't quite make up for "btw your purpose for existing is to kill yourself for ruby" last chapter lol

Anyway! It's Aqua dead? Genuinely at this point I still don't know. Akasaka has done so many death fakeouts with basically every member of the cast at this point that I kind of don't even believe *Kamiki* is dead. Three chapters feels like a really weird number of chapters to deal with the fallout of Aqua's death and this big moment of self actualisation feels like the sort of thing, narratively, that should result in Aqua living. At the same time, this imagery is pretty damning and uh, self actualisation and death are kind of very famously the capstone of a certain other Hoshino's character arc so uh. I guess we'll see!!

[chenfordsource]

CHENFORD COUNTDOWN counting the days to season six || day 150

[wrestlezon]

Staff Overtime $200,000 Barbed Wire $1,500 Tables $8,000 Final Countdown Royalties $3,600,000 Custom Traffic Sign $150 someone who is good at the economy please help me budget this. my company is dying

[theamazingdigitalraceway]

A/N: hehehe my plan is working

REMEMBRANCE

A RACEWAY AU ROYALTEETH ONESHOT (SHADOW!CAINE)

WARNING: hurt/comfort, angst

~~~

It was the middle of the night cycle, and everyone was in their rooms except one. Kinger slid quietly across the garage floor to his kart and patted the hood. "Let's go for a drive." The kart rolled forward quietly in neutral as one of the garage bay doors opened. Kinger looked to all the other karts and Gummigoo's bike waiting for their racers. "Sorry, just me this time."

Kinger hit the close button for the bay door and slid outside. His kart rolled itself to the start line, putting itself in first position. Kinger didn't really know what had gotten into him tonight. He rarely drove for fun anymore. He was just going through the motions, day after day. He was just in survival mode.

He figured there was a part of him that missed this. Having the track to himself, he could just let loose. Really forget the world he was in and just drive. It was an escape.

Kinger sat in his kart and it roared to life. The start line activated, it's colorful display showing a countdown. Ready? Set. GO!!

Kinger floored it. His tires screamed for traction as he took off down the straightaway, accelerating at break neck speed. The world around him blurred from how fast he was going. It was out of sight. Out of mind. He was getting away. Far away.

Then the turn. He took the banked turn high, almost to the top, and came back down without so much as touching the brake. His speedometer climbed: 110...130...150...175...200...210mph. Kinger red lined his engine, pushing it to go faster, but without boosts, it wasn't happening.

The speed was exhilarating. The race rush flowed through his avatar like a much needed drink of water. He felt focused. He felt alive. He was Kinger: Champion of the Raceway! None could oppose him! He could out maneuver any racer! Achieve any goal! There was no track he couldn't master! The crowds cheered for him! The winner's circle was his! They had to make a whole new level of challenge just to accommodate his skill!

Queenie was so proud of him.

A single tear flew from his top eye, disappearing into the wind. Racing wasn't the same without her. He started to slow he was coming back to the start line. Maybe he had enough-

NYEEOOOOOOM!!

A blink-and-you-miss-it flash of silver zipped right by his kart. It caught Kinger by surprise and he overcorrected his steering, almost going into the wall. "Huh!?" He watches the streak of silver fly ahead, already at the next turn. "Seth...?" Kinger gunned it. His kart pushed itself hard with the will of Kinger's urgency to catch up with the silver star racer.

Seth glanced back multiple times as the purple kart gradually gained ground. Now the real fun could begin. There were no items to steal or branching advantageous tracks on the default. What mattered here was speed and precision. He started with his old tricks of scaring the racer into swerving out of his way.

Kinger had none of it. Seth was on a motorcycle, not a kart. Kinger wasn't intimidated and forced Seth to teleport around him. He glanced to the side, meeting Seth's glare. "Just like old times."

Seth smirked. "Took you long enough." She swerved out in front and blasted silver fire right at Kinger's kart, blinding him.

Instead of backing off, Kinger accelerated. The front bumper collided with Seth's rear tire, making him wobble. The fire ceased as Seth focused on maintaining balance. Kinger got up next to Seth and sideswiped him as he passed.

Seth's knee guard sparked from impact and he teleported again to be clear of Kinger's aggressive driving. Seth smiled so big, his top jaw could be a kite in the wind. "Haha! Yes!" He snapped and the shadows around the lit track started to shift and crawl.

Kinger had to slow to move around the shadowed obstacles moving across the track. He remembered what would happen if he touched one. The longer he was experiencing the race rush, the more that came back to him. Not only did he remember where he was, but how he got there. How long he's been here. His wife. His friends. The game he helped build.

The AI that caught his interest.

Kinger looked at his gloves hands on the steering wheel and saw arms. Honest to goodness human arms. He felt his face. Skin. Hair. A nose. His legs shifted- Wait, legs? Legs....with feet! Oh to be bipedal again! His heart pounded in his chest in time with the engine.

Seth was right behind him they raced for the finish line. Kinger's unbridled joy infected his kart, igniting the tires in purple flame. Seth has to move away and gawked at the trail of fire. This was extremely rare from a human kart. Kinger has been the only one to ever achieve it and only once before.

Purple and silver flames danced together over the finish line. Kinger just edging out the victory. Both racers screeched to a halt, the hot wind rushing over both of them as the fires died.

Kinger stood from his kart. Feeling more human than he has in an age. Seth dismounts, ready to banter with Kinger over the win but doesn't get a word out as he's lifted from the ground. Kinger presses his face to Seth teeth, sending shivers down both of them. Kinger held Seth close for a long kiss before letting him go.

Seth hovered, not letting himself get dropped unceremoniously. He held to Kinger's shoulders, watching the racer's eyes curiously. He didn't even notice the heavy shadow forming the blush on his face.

"I've missed you." Kinger finally said after catching his breath. "I've missed this. Everything....I'm sorry-"

"Don't." Seth said quietly. "I know."

Kinger presses his forehead to Seth's top jaw and sighs. "I'm holding on..."

"I know." Seth gently held the side of Kinger's face. "You're strong."

Kinger's large hands held tighter to Seth. "I wish I didn't have to be. This place...it hurts."

Seth's code twisted in a battle of empathy and ego. The cold fire within him raged hot with anger on Kinger's behalf. "I can make you forget again..."

Kinger shuddered. "I don't know if I can keep doing that. My mind, it slips more every day. I can hear the cellar calling to me."

"Don't say that!" Seth held Kinger's head with both hands. "You're never going in there! You understand me!? I don't care if I have to suppress your memory to nothing, but you are not going down there."

"I...I wish remembering didn't hurt."

Seth took a breath. "I know. The burden of knowledge is a lot to bear, and it only gets heavier with time." He thought for a moment and a subtle white light shined under his black gloves. "It's for your own good..."

Seth kissed Kinger passionately, his tongues licking at the flat surface of Kinger's mouth, but feeling good all the same. Kinger kissed back until he felt woozy. His mind fogged and he didn't fight gravity as he fell to the grass next to the track.

Seth set Kinger down and landed on the ground, watching the Champion go cross eyed and unfocused again. His code buzzed angrily. He shouldn't have to do this, but no one has ever lasted as long as Kinger. As a racer, at least.

Seth lit up a cigarette and took a long drag of the harsh silvery smoke. He didn't have lungs but it still burned. He buried his hands in his pockets and his motorcycle idled up to him. "I'm sorry..." He said under his breath as a ghostly white moth fluttered from the smoke and landed on Kinger's chest.

Seth mounted his bike and looked back one more time. His code actually ached. He shook the feeling away and drove off, teleporting to places unknown.

~

Kinger sat up with a start. Had he fallen asleep? For real? He couldn't remember the last time he did that. When did he get outside? Where- "Oh, hello." He said to the little moth fluttering around his hand. He held out his finger and it perched.

"You're pretty. I think I'll call you...Seth. That's a nice name."

[princelancey]

Countdown to 150 | race 62/150 ¦ 2019 Abu Dhabi GP

[teriri-sayes]

Reactions to Tsunami Stopper's Chapter 190

TL;DR - Raon's perspective. Eru teaches Raon through the question and answer method. Eru encourages the scared Raon. Cale swallows the core.

Raon's Thoughts Today, we have the rare Raon-centered chapter! 🥳 It was quite amusing to know Raon's thoughts about the people around him.

CH - looks like stupid Toonka. Raon kept this thought a secret because he knows CH would be really hurt if he knew that. 😂

Ron - Cale is scared of Ron's gentle smile. Raon only told about this fact to Hong.

Lesson Time Eru teaches Raon via the question and answer method. Thus we find out what's causing the phenomena around them.

Problem:

The power of the World Tree (WT) had a tendency to return to nature, but the power of the dragon lord and the core were blocking it.

When Cale removed the core, the struggle between the two powers worsened.

Since the power of the WT failed to return to nature, it was now attracting nature to come to it, hence the incoming tsunami.

Solution: Pierce a hole to create an exit for the power of the WT.

It seemed easy, but our Raon grew nervous and scared. After all, piercing a hole meant fighting against the mana of a dragon lord. And Raon was not confident in fighting it.

Eru noticed and was surprised Raon's nervousness, and nagged him about how dragons are confidence itself. He nagged Raon so much that the surprised Alberu quietly distanced himself from Eru... 🤣🤣🤣

After some encouragement from Eru, Raon finally finds the courage and declares that he's a dragon that can destroy worlds! Wow, Eruhaben-nim. You're teaching Raon your thug ways? And I find it so funny because Raon was denying to Myung earlier that he was an evil dragon that destroyed stuff... 😂

There was also some stuff about how Raon felt confident because his human was near, or his human's companions who usually accompanied Cale was now with him rather than with Cale.

Delicious Core Because most of the chapter was focused on Raon, Cale's first attempt to stop the tsunami was only mentioned in the background. He ended up using 150% of his Water AP, and the tattoo status was 7 white and 1 gray.

Thus, he decided to eat the purple core like how he ate the Super Rock in the past. Cale was feeling reluctant about eating another stone (the core is in the form of a gemstone), but he was surprised to find that it was actually delicious!

We even get Cale's rating about it. It was moderately sweet, and a lightness lingered in his mouth. The finish felt refreshing. And Cale remarked that it was the most delicious dessert he had ever eaten, something he wanted to keep eating. Water AP was surprised that Cale found it delicious... 😂

With Cale eating the core, his tattoos changed to 5 black, 1 gray, and 2 white. Now, Cale is ready for the second round.

Ending Remarks I was really happy that we got a chapter focused on Raon and showed his growth. Next chapter will focus on Cale again. Question is, is the blood coughing countdown still going on? And when will we get a new chapter title? It's been 16 chapters already.

[corvid-language-library]

JLPT Journal 04/07 (Countdown: 150 days)

Today I:

Did 30 min audio shadowing

Reviewed 75 kanji

Listened to the radio

Reviewed 度に and ついでに, made shadowing audios and wrote some sample sentences

Watched a video about N3 money/bank vocabulary with sample conversations

Did a Renshuu vocab quiz

N3/N4 vocab from today

求める（もとめる）to want, to wish for; to request, to demand

要求（ようきゅう）demand

請求（せいきゅう）claim

賛成（さんせい）approval, agreement, support, favour

途端（とたん）just (now), just as, in the act of, as soon as

現れ（あらわれ）manifestation, materialisation, embodiment

現象（げんしょう）phenomenon

現状（げんじょう）present condition, current state

文句（もんく）complaint, grumbling, objection

否定（ひてい）denial, negation

感動（かんどう）being deeply moved emotionally, inspiration, passion, excitement

成長（せいちょう）growth, development, growing up

寄る（よる）to stop by, to drop by, to make a short visit

Higher leve/non-JLPT vocab:

字幕（じまく）subtitles, captioning

To Review

〜によって

Tomorrow I won't be studying a lot because I have plenty of housework (and work work!) to be getting on with.

[fallingsatellive]

Time loops could be scarier.

They're always a day or less. They could be longer though. A time loop could be a full year. Imagine if, at the stroke of midnight on December 31st, 2024, you look at the calendar, and it says... January 1st, 2024. Nobody else seems to notice.

Everything is how it was 1 year ago, on January 1st, 2024. Events that transpired over the course of 2024 now have yet to do so. Likely you are surrounded by different people in this room, or alone when you weren't a second ago. Probably you are in a completely different room. Maybe your new favorite movie or your favorite song no longer even exists. Everything is how it was on January 1st, including the weather, your friends, your life, and even your own body. If you lost or gained weight. If you got a tattoo. If you transitioned in any way. If your health got better or worse. It's all back.

Imagine if you had a health episode in 2024 and now it hasn't happened yet but you know it's coming. You can't exactly stroll into a hospital and tell them what you need them to do several months before you need it. You're going to have to suffer again. The countdown would be agonizing. If you left your job, congrats, you've got your job back! Even if you quit. Even if you found a better one. If you moved out of a shitty situation, you're back. If you cut out shitty people, they're back. If you made great new friends, or even found love, they're gone.

If you lost someone since January 1st, they're back. What if a friend died last March? To look into their eyes again, it feels like a miracle, a blessing. What a gift you've been given, even if they don't understand why you embraced them, or why you're crying. You're crying, of course, because you realized you have to lose them all over again. And over again. And over again.

You're 90 years old. You're 150 years old.

It's not like a 24-hour time loop. There are consequences, consequences you feel for far longer than a day. People whose reactions and emotions would feel far more real and important if they were suffering for your actions for months. There's no fun Groundhog's Day montage of reckless abandon. You can't just up and take off in your car to see the world. Maybe you think you can for a fleeting moment because you've got a whole year to do whatever you want!-- but no, you can't just do whatever you want actually, you only have so much in savings and it especially won't cover 12 months if you lose your job. And you still need food and a roof, because otherwise you'll die, and if you die, the loop resets. So you have to go to work. You have to go to your job day to day. You're in a damn time loop and you're at work. Typical.

You're 200 years old. You're 1,00 years old.

You can't convince people you're in a time loop. Of course, already impossible enough to do so in a 24-hour time loop. But a 24-hour time loop teaches you every conversation and every event much faster. Can you remember every intonation of every word of every conversation you had 11 months ago? Can you sit people down and beg them to understand without looking insane? Without being institutionalized for a full year? Because you'll be feeling that one. Your family will be feeling that one.

It's not the classic time loop question of "how long until despair starts to creep in?" anymore. The answer is right away, of course. The new question is, "how long until you can't even feel that anymore?"

You're 1,000,000 years old. You're 3,000,000 years old.

Maybe eventually you do learn how to have some fun. Study the news intensely. Maybe on one loop you do a little prophet scam, predict some events, do a little Back to the Future, make some bets, now you're having fun, now you're rich. Steal, swindle and cheat your way into a few millions and now you've gamed the system, you can travel the world, you can quit your job and live it up. Now you're on a roll! Now you've got that classic Groundhog's Day montage romp going!

You don't know how old you are.

Maybe eventually you are able to convince people. Now you do know every conversation. Or your portent knowledge of the year's random and natural events is enough. Prevent your health episode. Save your friend's life. You convince your loved ones at first, but eventually you'll be able to get the whole world convinced. Governments. Scientists. Physicists. Plead for help, and they believe you. Maybe they can even try to save you with the five or six months you have left after the process of convincing them.

But at the end of the year, none of it matters.

Because on January 1st, it'll just be January 1st again.

[abcthv9597]

💜Countdown for the boys to come back💜

Seokjin has been back for: 150 days

Hoseok has been back for: 23 days

Yoongi: 224 days

Namjoon: 213 days

Taehyung: 213 days

Jimin: 214 days

Jeongguk: 214 days

[potluckofmybrain]

Hi tumblr directioners,

So idk if anyone will see this but I want to share my personal experience as a directioner in the wake of losing Liam Payne.

I’ll be honest, I wasn’t a die-hard fan the whole time the band was together, but I was IN IT my freshman and sophomore years of high school.

It was 2011-2013, I was a teenage girl going through some tough stuff at home. And by “some stuff” I meant my dad was dying of brain cancer, and we moved to a new state where I didn’t know anyone. My dad passed away end of summer before my freshman year. I missed the first 2 weeks of school, got unenrolled, had to re-enroll, then got put on the counselor’s list of people to keep an eye on.

Of course I was depressed and antisocial and anxiety ridden starting at a new school. I moved from VA to TX and the culture shock was real I can’t lie. Then I heard some girls in my freshman English class talking about one direction. I had heard of the band but never really gave them any attention.

I remember going home that day and memorizing all the words to the Up All Night album in my living room. I remember making lyric art with the *skinny* crayola markers, and dedicating every tumblr post to 1D so that I could make friends and not feel like such an outsider. I remember having a common interest with other girls that made us feel like a community.

Then twitter got big and the #bring1Dtome challenge happened iykyk. (It was a really big deal okay) we stayed up all night and competed in a series of challenges with other directioners across the country. Long story short #bring1DtoDallas won the contest.

The only way to get into the private album signing before the concert (a prize of the contest and one directions first American performance) was to buy an album from the Barnes and Noble store in the mall. If you were the first 150? (Idk the number) of people in line then you’d be given a free poster and a WRIST BAND to get into the concert at the then named, Dr Pepper Ballpark, along with your collectors edition album.

So, naturally me and my 3 new (and only) friends piled into my 17 yr old older sister’s hand-me-down Yukon XL and slept at the mall the night before. (Duh). We blasted Up All Night songs with other directioners until after midnight and didn’t sleep at all because we were soooo excited.

Then morning came, people started lining up at 3am, news crews were there, mall security was there it was a big thing, this was at the Stonebriar mall in Frisco Tx for any of my older fans who know what I’m talking about.

So the doors aren’t going to open until 7am, mall opens at like 6am (don’t quote me on these times I’m guesstimating). 5:30 rolls around and we take a lap to assess if we can even get a spot in line… for those of you who don’t know— stonebriar is a two floor mall and the Barnes and noble has two entrances one on each floor, it’s one of the first stores near the parking garage entrance.

5:45am-The line is wrapped around the side of the mall at the bottom level. My friends and I start to lose hope of getting these wrist bands.

5:57am- our spot in line is shit my older sister realizes we’re disappointed and she says she “didn’t sleep in the car for no reason. You’re getting those wrist bands, follow me”.

5:59am: My friends and I haul ass to the second floor entrance and my sister says “when they open the door walk in, go down the escalator, sit in line and act like you were there the whole time.” And we did.

We got our wristbands and albums. We were on the news (in the background of someone else’s interview lol) and we started the countdown for the concert.

Let me add some additional context. I was a 14 year old girl who’s dad just died, who lived with a depressed mom, an unmedicated schizophrenic oldest sister who had just had a baby (so my niece, who was born 3 days before my dad died), a bipolar 17yr old older sister who had anger issues, and two younger siblings in elementary school that i’m trying to shelter. The living environment wasn’t great to say the least, cops were called multiple times (by me). No charges were pressed.

My dad was diagnosed with stage 3 brain cancer when I was starting 8th grade, it was aggressive, treatments were expensive, our house in VA was foreclosed, my mom moved us to TX bc she had distant family there and available family grave plots, his cancer progressed and he passed away in August 2011.

We moved to TX in May 2011 at the end of my 8th grade year. Beginning of Summer before freshman year my mom moved my dad into hospice care. We would go to visit every other day and take turns feeding him and telling stories and it was heavy and sad. He passed away 2 days before school started.

One direction was the only thing I had to escape and bring any sense of joy in such a heartbreaking time. They brought me so much comfort, they brought me friends, they brought me a sense of being a normal teenage girl who’s dad didn’t have cancer, who’s sisters weren’t attacking each other, and who’s mom wasn’t threatening to 0ff herself.

So anyways, we got albums signed before the concert. it was very quick not like a meet and greet, they were all sitting in a row at a table, we walked through in a line and spoke to them all I was so excited I forgot to record on my camera, everyone was sweating bc it was 105 degrees outside, best day ever!! they were even cuter in person.

I just want to thank every Directioner who ever made me feel less alone as a struggling 14 year old. And I want to say that if you’re grieving Liam or one direction you’re not alone, I’m there with you. They were my safe space and loving them was…is a personality trait.

Anyways I stored those albums in a closet my junior year, then went through a house fire where everything got smoke damaged. We moved like 6 times that year. It was rough.

idk why I haven’t cleaned the albums but that’s what it is, and it’s a sobering reminder of the fact that I was going through so much but these boys were always there for me. I’ll clean them soon.

I’ll never be a boy-band obsessed teenager again, and I’m thankful to those boys for giving me happy memories during that time of my life.

If you read all that thank you and I love you 💓