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im-not-a-joke · 4 years ago

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Here’s a super niche au that only me and @eraseyourbookofstories will appreciate but I couldn’t help myself

The Party but on tumblr things

(This might be confusing, just go with it)

ok so before we get into this here’s my explanation - stranger things exists but the people we’re talking about here aren’t the characters, they just happen to have the same names (and also look and act identical but just go with it) (queenie feel free to correct me if i’m wrong)

- first lets talk blogs

starting with el (main - waffleiron side - eggosenby11) - she is the biggest show!byler shipper ever and posts really specific (and correct) theories and when they get confirmed shes just like “CALLED IT”

max (madmaxs) is a huuuge show!elmax shipper and also bullies show!mike (and later tumblr!mike) on main 24/7

lucas’ blog (main - only-correct-opinions side - wtfisademogorgon) is mainly analyses of shows and movies that he likes with the occasional meme thrown in there, he personality really shines through in his tags and when he answers asks (but we’ll come back to the ask thing)

will’s (zomboy) celeb crush is finn wolfhard and he runs an it stan account, he’s very gay on main all the time and constantly reblogs those “date a boy who x” things, he is mutuals with el for a long time before this takes place, and they are good friends

dustin’s blog (dustinthewind) starts out as strictly dnd stuff, but his interests take over on now it’s a mess of fandom content and random facts and aesthetic dice

mike (finnwolfhardstolemyface) writes gay fanfic, i don’t make the rules. he makes a lot of memes and his blog is a bright yellow that hurts to look at, it’s titled “your daily dose of shitpost” (he also tends to complain about how they ruined show!mike’s character in s3)

jonathan (just-a-dude-and-his-camera) runs an aesthetic photography account, and occasionally steve shows up in his pictures, his pinned post reads “please stop complimenting the guy in my pictures, i already have to deal with him everyday, and if his head gets any bigger, it’s going to explode”

steve is too cool for tumblr but he likes to post jonathan’s stuff on his insta (he will, however, send jonathan a bunch of anons being cute, he signs them all “- your bf <3″

nancy (purple-roses) posts a lot of feminism and activism stuff and will roast the shit out of bigots that decide to mess with her (it makes robin like her even more)

robin (chasing-dreamcatchers) just kinda vibes, she reblogs whatever she wants, and posts usually about being a lesbian or dumb things steve does or her original poetry

- el is enby and uses she/her and they/them pronouns, they follow a ton of enby positivity blogs and reblog a bunch of positivity posts

- Dustin the trans guy reblogs trans ask games constantly

- el is decently well known in the little gay corner of the st fandom, so the rest of the party follows her

- she is mutuals with only mike and will at first, but she doesn’t really interact with mike

- will introduces her to the concept of show!elmax and she’s all “!!!! gay!!!”

- she proceeds to follow the elmax queen, max

- max is all “wait wait hold up waffleiron followed me w h a t”

- lucas and dustin are mutuals and don’t interact a lot but they do occasionally send each other asks

- max is also mutuals with lucas and dustin and she is a chaotic force in their inboxes

- will follows mike because curiosity and stays because he likes mike’s writing and his personality

- el recommends max’ blog to will and they become mutuals after max sees that el interacts with will’s posts a lot (“if they like him, i probably will too”)

- eventually they all become mutuals and interact in each other’s inboxes a lot and spam asks and have a decent foundation to their friendship

- dustin makes a passing comment about a discord server and theyre all like “!!! yes!!!”

- dustin and lucas start sending each other crush anons

- they also know each other irl so theyre both conflicted

- so dustin makes a discord server for the six of them and it’s chaos

- max starts bullying mike on her blog

- mike starts posting about a mystery boy (its will) on his blog and being a big gay disaster on main

- will is all “why doesn’t he like me :(”

- el comes out by reblogging a gifset of sadie sink and tagging it like “marry me pls”

- everyone is like “what” and theyre like “oh i like girls”

- max panics

- will occasionally will make a post like “friendly reminder that finn wolfhard is very pretty”

- mike and max are both like “hmmmmmm my crush has a celeb crush on a celeb that looks very similar to me,,,, must be a coincidence”

- they discover that they all live along the east coast so they plan to meet in virginia where lucas and dustin live

- steve, robin, and jonathan all chaperone will

- nancy chaperones mike and is all “excited to see your bf” the whole time

- “hEs NoT mY bOyFrIeNd”

- when they meet, nancy and robin are both like “holy shit she’s prettier in person”

- all the adults exchange phone numbers and have a groupchat because steve doesnt have tumblr or discord

- steve tells embarrassing stories about will and will is all “stop” and mike is in love

- dustin and lucas are like “it’s you!!” and dustin is like “i think i’m the only trans guy named dustin in virginia, it wasn’t exactly a challenge”

- theyre not conflicted now that they know their tumblr crush and irl crush are the same person

- will and el make eye contact for the first time and launch themselves into a bone-crushing hug

- max and el have a moment in the pool in the middle of the night where they end up talking about crushes and describing each other and el is like “i like you” and max is relieved and they become a thing

- they’re all crying at the end of the week when they have to go back and will and mike are messaging the discord constantly because they don’t have to drive, lucas and dustin are there too

- mike and nancy are both gay panicking on the way home and its weirdly silent for most of the ride

#ok this is part one #and i skipped over a lot of the stuff queenie and i established #but here you go #carson rambles #niche tumblr au

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milknette · 4 years ago

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day 30 - roommates

promise me you’ll stay, beyond the sunrise.

tumblr month: @auyeahaugust

links: ao3 | ff.net

MARINETTE doesn't know how he got her address.

She'd only moved in that day, after a haphazard decision to do so for independence and freedom in her own work. (Though the whole Ladybug-and-unexplained-disappearances thing when living her parents was a huge factor, too.)

Scratch that, it's probably the onlyfactor.

If it weren't for her parents' growing suspicion and concern due to her heroic escapades, Marinette would still choose to stay at home and with them; or at the very least, stay nearby.

She had to move a good distance away— a bus ride or so, in order to rationalize with her parents why she had to move out. ("But why do you have to leave?" "Moving would be easier for me to do my work! It cuts down on transportation time a lot.")

Never mind that as Ladybug, she can move from one side of Paris to another in mere minutes.

The apartment itself is quite modest, with enough space for her to live comfortably (but not much for anything else). Nino, Alya, and Adrien had helped her move in all her stuff, though quite a few were still left untouched inside their boxes.

It's more a reflection of Marinette's need for privacy than their helpfulness as friends, though— since a hefty amount of the items in those containers hold her carefully-curated collection of Adrien Agreste collectibles, limited edition items, and posters.

So. Many. Posters.

(It's been years, but her crush on him has only grown all the more intensely. She's grown out of her stuttering phase, fortunately, but the butterflies in her stomach don't fade, either.)

Exhaustedly, Marinette lies on her mattress.

They only left an hour ago… is it okay to miss them this much?

She's not accustomed to the quiet, especially with the bustling energy of her family and the customers that arrive for their daily dose of caffeine in the early mornings. The lack of aromatic scents of freshly-baked breads and desserts as she lays down is a stark reminder that she's not home anymore.

Marinette sighs to herself.

Maybe she's lonely.

Just a little bit.

It's in that exact moment someone comes knocking on her balcony door. The balcony is a good amount smaller than the one she had at home, only really enough for a few plants and one person—

Or one disguised cat-themed hero.

His smile's bright as she pushes away the curtain and opens the sliding door.

Chat Noir doesn't even wait for a verbal invitation; he walks inside, looking around in wonder.

"Wow, you've already unpacked a lot," he starts, noticing her sewing machine set up on a desk nearby. "You already took it out?"

An eyebrow raised. "Yeah… why?"

"I thought you were setting up your sewing area last," he starts, before absurdly coughing to himself at her suspicious glance. "I mean, considering that it's the only one without a designated space… I thought you'd do everything else first, because it's common sense, right?"

Hmmm.

"That was the original plan," she finally admits. "But I have commissions to work on, so I decided to keep it there. Temporarily, at the very least." Chat Noir nods, before Marinette gestures at him. "So… how did you find out about here?"

"What do you mean?"

"My apartment?" She asks, leaning upon the door frame. "I don't recall telling you where I was moving."

"Oh…," he pauses, sifting through her boxes. "Uh, superhero, remember? Ladybug and I make it a point to know where everybody is at all times. To protect the citizens of Paris and all that!"

Well, that's not even the slightest bit true, but it's not as if Marinette can rebuff him.

So, she nods in fake understanding instead and shrugs.

"That doesn't explain what you're doing here, though?"

Chat Noir smiles. "I figured that you'd meowss the company. You moved pretty far from your friends." He sounds almost sad at that revelation, and Marinette almost feels sorry.

(What would he be so sad for? It's not like she moved far away from him.

Though she wouldn't really know, if she did.)

"Well, I can't say that I don't appreciate you showing up." She smiles, eyes bright.

It's a sweet moment.

Until:

"You can help me unpack everything else."

(They spend the rest of the night unpacking things, but Marinette insists that one box be left alone. When Chat Noir accidentally sees a peak of an all-too-familiar model's poster flap out from its cover…

he thankfully decides against mentioning it.)

ii.

Chat Noir makes it a point to regularly stop by her apartment.

(Even at times he should be busy and on patrol— though more often than not, Marinette can't find it in herself to be angry at him.)

She still doesn't see her friends and family that often, but being with him, she finds, lessens the loneliness a lot; to the point that she finds herself more fulfilled, if anything.

At first, she figured that he'd get tired of him— seeing him both as Ladybug and Marinette, and so often, but it's the complete opposite. They talk about and do everything together, with her learning so much more about him than she'd ever expected to.

If anything, Chat Noir is good and fun company, even though she'll never admit it to his face.

It's a few months into their arrangement of random meetings when Marinette makes the mistake of going to her apartment straight home as Ladybug.

"… milady? What are you doing here?"

She pauses as she reaches for the balcony door, belatedly noticing that Chat Noir follows right after her. He's perched on the balcony railings, staring at her with confusion and almost suspicion.

Oops.

"Chat?! What are you doing here?" She points at him accusingly, almost stumbling backward. "I thought you said you were going straight home after the akuma!"

"Yeah…," he starts, eyebrows knitting together. "But I always stop by Marinette's to check on her if she's doing okay. She just moved away recently, and I just want to make sure she doesn't feel lonely or sad or anything." He pauses, realizing how his statement may sound. "I mean, speaking as a superhero, you know… I can't risk her getting akumatized! Especially since she's Multimouse and all…"

"That's actually… pretty sweet of you Chat."

He smiles softly, before suddenly narrowing his eyes. "That doesn't explain what you're doing here, though?"

She halts, evidently caught off-guard. "I— uh—"

"Ladybug… visiting Marinette… in her apartment… that means…"

"Wait, don't connect the dots—"

"Marinette's planning a surprise for me!"

"I'm not—

Wait. What?"

She's never seen Chat Noir look so excited.

"I knew she was planning something for me! You know, last time I came over, we were talking about birthdays, and I told her it was some time around this month… is that what the two of you were planning all this time? Ack, this is pawsitvely exciting my tails on end!"

Ladybug wonders how he can be so smart but so dumb at the same time.

(Well, whatever the case— it works out well for her.)

Ladybug smiles. "You know I can' tell you that!" Her voice is a notch higher than usual, as she playfully and awkwardly punches his shoulder. "… pal! Now go home and let us plan your surprise, okay?"

"Can I get a hint?!"

"Uh. Cats." She stops, almost similar to the way a robot would if they were to malfunction. "Yup. Cats. Like you. Now that's all!"

She pushes at him, before he finally relents and leaves the balcony.

The next day, Chat Noir comes to Marinette's apartment, and sees his surprise:

A cat-themed party.

Marinette looks absolutely exhausted, but seeing Chat Noir's bright smile— she doesn't quite mind it.

"Happy birthday, kitty: however old you are, and whenever your birthday really is!"

They spend the rest of the night celebrating together.

(Adrien's birthday happens a week later, and she's surprised to find out that he wants to spend it treating her out, just the two of them. She wonders why he doesn't want a birthday party, and he explains that he already had one— and nothing could top how perfect it was.

They spend the day going around together, and end it as he drops her off at her apartment. Alya and Nino insist it's a date.

Marinette vaguely wonders to herself if it was.)

iii.

Chat Noir stops by when Adrien doesn't.

Marinette rereads the text over and over again:

I'm so, so, sorry, Mari. My dad's not letting me out until I finish all the work I do. Let's hang out another time, okay? Miss you, Alya, and Nino a lot!

She sighs, walking over to turn off the oven. The scent of passionfruit macarons makes their way around the apartment, as she carefully puts them into a container. Her outfit, a nicely-fitted red dress— the one Alya calls the first date dress, shines in the room light.

It's a strong inner debate as to whether Marinette should call her friends, but she ultimately decides against it.

(It'd be mean to burst into their lives with last-minute plans, and she especially doesn't want to disappoint them with the news that her dinner-with-Adrien-and-confess-your-love plan had failed spectacularly— before she could even do anything about it.

Marinette figures that she'll just disappoint them later on.)

She raises the container of sweets to her face. "So, what should I do with this…?"

"I'd like to try them."

She almost drops the macarons as a sudden voice bounces off the walls, clutching her heart in evident surprise. "Chat? What the heck, don't scare me like that! How long were you standing there?"

He looks almost sheepish. "A few minutes… I tried knocking, but you seemed so distracted in your thoughts so I just came in." His expression turns concerned. "Are you okay?"

She shrugs. "Just a little upset, but nothing new, really."

"I'm sorry."

Marinette shakes her head. "What are you sorry for? It's not your fault." She sighs to herself, before offering the container to him. "Anyway, do you want to try this? I'm not sure if you'll like it because it's passionfruit, but…"

"Are you kidding me, I love passionfruit! It's my favorite flavor!"

He beams, before quickly taking a bite of the snack, and breathing dreamily to himself. "These taste amazing." Then, a pause. "But are you sure I should eat this? Didn't you make it for someone?"

Marinette laughs softly, then walks over to sit on the couch, gesturing for him to come next to him.

"Chat, do you love anyone?"

The question is upfront and straightforward, and he's evidently surprised by it.

After the initial shock, though, he smiles to himself. "Of course I do. She's the purrfect girl, andI think about her a lot more than I should," he says, staring at her for a good moment.

Marinette doesn't know how to describe how his stare makes her feel.

"I love someone too," she finally admits.

The words hang in the air, and Chat Noir doesn't know what to say.

"He's a lucky guy," he finally breathes, a sad look in his eyes.

"You'd think," she laughs to herself, almost bitterly. "But I don't think he feels the same way, or if he ever will."

"What do you mean— who wouldn't fall in love with you?! You're kind, and sweet, and pretty on a regular day but tonight you're absolutely stunning…"

"Haha, thanks kitty," she mutters, before holding on to her dress. "I even dressed up for him today…"

A quiet pause.

"Wait… the guy you were supposed to meet today is the one you're in love with?'

She nods silently. "Adrien Agreste. He's a good friend of mine, it's just that my feelings are something so much more than that…"

Marinette isn't looking at him directly, so she's surprised to notice him abruptly stand up.

"Sorry, I have to go."

"Chat? I'm sorry if this was too much but…"

"I'll see you around, Marinette."

It's the lack of a playful nickname that gets her.

Almost frozen, she somehow manages to nod.

And Chat Noir disappears into the night.

iv.

The next time they patrol, Chat Noir tells Ladybug they need to talk.

"Are you sure I can't reveal my true identity to anyone?"

Her answer is instantaneous. "Of course. It's too risky." She pauses, then almost careful: "Why do you ask?"

(Things have become more awkward since the last time Chat Noir went to her apartment; when he just left her without explanation and stopped showing up completely. They still meet as heroes, but it's become much more strained since then.)

He sighs to himself. "It's just… I'm in love." Chat Noir pauses, then immediately backtracks. "Not with you, of course. Not anymore. I respect that you love someone else, and I've finally fallen for someone different. And I don't want to reveal too much but… she loves me back."

Marinette feels happy for him, of course, but can't quite explain why her stomach churns uncomfortably at the idea of him being in love with someone else.

"Then, what's the problem?"

He laughs bitterly to himself. "She fell for my civilian identity."

Oh.

"So you want her to know you're the same person?"

Chat Noir pauses for a moment, as if in thought, then shakes his head. "No," he finally says. "I just want to be sure she loves the entire me, and not just the perfect character I keep up in real life. I want her to fall in love with Chat Noir, too. Because this identity's just as much a part of me as Adr— as my civilian self is."

Silence, again.

"As a superhero and the Guardian, I cannot stress the importance of keeping your identity secret. Even if it is someone you love." He winces, and she presses on. "But as your friend, I want you to be happy, kitty. So, do what you must." She smiles at him. "I know you'll do what's right."

The superhero smiles back, then abruptly gets up.

"Then if you don't mind, milady… I have somewhere to be."

By the time Chat Noir arrives at Marinette's apartment, she's already home.

"What are you doing here, Chat?"

"… for two things. Do you mind if I come in?"

She doesn't exactly willing to do so, but lets him in anyway.

"The first part is an apology." He looks at her, evidently ashamed of himself. "I'm sorry I just left like that back then. I shouldn't have left without an explanation, and it was one of the worst things I've ever done. I'm so sorry."

"As you should be," she only says, before sighing to herself. "And the second part?"

"An explanation."

"Better keep it short."

"I can summarize it in three words."

She looks up at him, suddenly intrigued. "Which is?"

"I love you."

(The dots connect themselves even without Marinette willing them to, and she catches on before Chat Noir even realizes the situation they're in.

Knowing about her address, his birthday celebrations, his love for passionfruit, the mysterious person he was in love with—is in love with, and his abrupt disappearance after her confession…

How did she not realize it before?)

The faces of two people Marinette love dearly start blending into one.

She never knew it would be possible to feel so much for one person.

Marinette starts laughing, tears in her eyes, as everything becomes that much clearer.

She smiles.

"I love you too—

Adrien."

(He almost falls off the balcony.

Fortunately, however— this time there's somebody around to catch him.)

He knocks on the correct door, this time around.

And with him, a ton of boxes and containers that tower almost menacingly around his figure.

"Sorry I had to use this door," he starts. "But my stuff wouldn't fit through the balcony."

Marinette laughs, before putting her hands to fold in front of her chest.

"That's a lot of boxes," she observes. "I don't recall you having that much of a problem with my stuff back then."

"That's because I only stayed the night."

"And now?"

He smiles, then presses a sudden kiss to her lips.

"Hopefully, I'm staying the rest of my life."

She huffs at the sudden surprise, then smiles back softly.

"I wouldn't be opposed to that."

#auyeah2020 #mlauyeahaugust2020 #auyeahaugust #auyeah august #marichat #marinette dupain cheng #chat noir #miraculous ladybug #milk writes #this got out of hand so we r using a read more tag #COZ I KNOW HOW TO USE THOSE KNOW #ml fic #ml fanfic

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loulougoingsolo · 5 years ago

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Shower, like Link is watching?

I don't handle changes to my routines very well, and distractions tend to throw me off. Because of this, not having a regular dose of daily mythicality has put me into this state of brain freeze. At 1 pm (which is the time in my world when GMM and everything else mythical is uploaded) I have this feeling I should be by my phone or tv, ready to watch (or listen) to something. For the duration of the entire holiday hiatus, I've been hovering around YT trying to replace what I need with other stuff, and honestly, it hasn't felt right. Luckily, the first Ear Biscuit of 2020 was posted today, and I'm slowly regaining my routines. And with the new year, I'm seriously intending to return my routine of posting my thoughts about the GMM episodes and Ear Biscuit episodes here on Tumblr. So, here's to new beginnings!

I was a bit sad to hear LTAT wasn't going to be a part of my Saturdays in the new year, but the new Rhett and Link vlog was, at the same time, an exciting new thing to wait for. I loved LTAT, not the least for Stevie's ability to make it a little 🌈 every now and then.

In today's EB, Rhett and Link, after saying they don't need to explain their decisions, pretty extensively explained why LTAT is gone, and they do it well. In a nutshell, it turned too time consuming and labourious to produce, and was too BTS to attract a viewer who is not a devoted fan, and they are aimkng to keep the content on Youtube accessible for all types of viewers, and instead, direct the in-depth, BTS content to the Mythical Society. I understand their decision: content that requires you to be a devoted fan will not get as many views on YT since it won't attract the random viewers, and I can imagine the Youtube algorithm doesn't really help with this. It was a business decision, and since, in the end, Mythical is a business, it is the right decision.

But, what about the new beginning of the Rhett&Link channel, with the new vlog content? What R&L tell us on the podcast is really promising. Firstly, they sound genuinely excited about this new idea, and why wouldn't they - it means they get to film themselves and eachother without the huge production, scripts and crew, and they get an excuse to hang out together outside the set.

The premise is that they'll set out a task to perform, and then film what follows - according to their own words, a bit like Jenna Marbles (please don't shave your eyebrows!). Apparently, the plan for the first vlog is for Rhett to come to Link's house and take a shower in Link's bathroom, while Link watches from the outside (like he pictures his neighbour doing). Now...it sounds a lot like Link just wants to see Rhett take a shower, he sure seems a lot more excited about this than Rhett, but either way, I really look forward to seeing, what is going to happen.

After listening to this Ear biscuit, I'm really eager to get the Mythical year 2020 started. GMM will continue on the familiar track, and focus more on being the daily, entertaining entry-level mythical experience it has become, with the more produced high-quality episodes, and on Saturdays, we'll get to enjoy a more diy, candid Rhett and Link video. Sounds like a good balance to me!

#rhett and link #ear biscuits #eb 222 #rhett and link vlog #end of ltat #gmm #mythical year 2020

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gotmattitude · 6 years ago

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team illegal magic

WHO: Elliot Gilbert (@ellnaturae), Santana Lopez (@trickstersantana) and Matt Rutherford.

WHAT: They’re supposed to make deals to check what happened to the bros at the Fun Hospital, but they get sidetracked. Illegality, feelings, and what flavor are those chips, Santana?

WHEN: September 20, 2018.

WHERE: Sciron #207

WARNINGS: Death, missing people, mind control.

Santana was waiting at her room with the door open, eating chips while lying in her bed, totally ready to make deals to check people being missing. "Hey guys"

Elliott arrives with Matt, they were chatting on the way, and he wondered how making a deal seemed so normal like they were just going to do whatever thing. Maybe it was because he never truly understood the implications of that spell, or because the most recent experience he had making a deal was negative, but he still didn't trust it much. However, he also knew that deals could do great, like they did for those poor creatures in Field Studies, how the deal helped find Kurt, and how now it could help them know about those who were missing. He politely waits for Matt to enter first and then enters himself, closing the door behind him "Well..." he awkwardly says looking at Santana eating ship "What flavour are those?"

Matt is nervous. The deals would tell them whether or not the frat guys were alive, but what would they do with that information? He sort of awkwardly steps forwards and backwards when Elliott lets him through first, and he hopes no one else notices. “Hey,” he greets, and wonders what flavor those chips are as well.

Santana goes from lying in the bed to be sitting in her bed. "C'mon guys, take a seat! They areeee" She looks at the bag. "Salty and super normal chips. Want some?" She offers, trying to be a thoughtful and Good friend. Man, she was so proud of her display of generosity, offering her almost empty bag of chips, taking the last full chip and leaving the left overs. "But really, what is this akwkardness guys? We are all friends here. We visited each others lot of times. What happened?" Apart from the missing people and the continuous deadly disasters they were always involved with. And Tina and Matt.

Elliott shakes his hand to reject the bag, he wasn't that into salty things "I was just curious, no thank you" he smiles trying to relax a little, now that Santana says it out loud, he actually notices Matt and him were looking pretty tense. He sits next to Santana and looks down at his high heeled leopard printed boots, because they are fab and also because he was trying to think about a good answer "What did not happen?" he chuckles messing his hair a little.

Matt reaches in and grabs a few crumbs from the bag, probably dropping about half in the process of sprinkling them in his mouth. Glancing at Santana and then at Elliott, he chuckles and tries to ease some of the tension on his shoulders. “Just your daily dose of Tumblr bullshit, and an awkward conversation about my unrequited feelings with Tina,” he says sitting on the other side of the bed and purposely ignoring the missing people they were here to deal with.

Santana shrugs "A lof of things. I didn't win the lottery, I hasn't been accused of any crime since..." She looks at her clock. But she has no clock in her wrist, so she just illusions one. "2 hours and 13 minutes. What about you?" She says and friendly punching him in the shoulder, a little too strong because she remembers he is indestructible, but then she regrets also remembering he is though and hard as steel. She tries to disimulate the hurt in her hand, badly, and shakes it. "Auch" She looks at Matt and crosses her legs to sit on them nd have more space for the rest. "Aw, my friend, how its it going? Did you guys talked again?"

Elliott tries not to laugh but does when Santana punches him and then shakes her hand "Yeah, same..." he jokes taking her hand softly and looking at her illusion clock "2 hours, 13 minutes and 20 seconds, 21...22..." he chuckles and then let her hand go. Then he hears Matt. He knew his friend had some unrequiered crush going on but he didn't know who the person was "WHAT" he can't stop himself from saying loudly "WAIT THE GIRL WAS TINA" he looks at Matt and then at Santana like saying with his eyes did you know this?

Matt laughs, wincing when Santana punches Elliott and it looks like it hurts. "Careful. You beat Tamamo's ass but Ell's arm is some tough shit," he jokes. Shrugging, he looks down at his fingernails. "I haven't heard from her in a while, I've s--" Aether, that's right, Elliott didn't know, and he's starkly reminded of that when his reaction makes him jump. "Holy shit, man. Yeah--yeah, it's Tina. I didn't--I know you two are friends and I didn't want to put you in a weird... place there. But it's her. It was her, I guess."

Santana raises her eyebrows at Elliott's reaction. She though he knew, Matt tell him on the museum. "Oh my, you didn't know. Who do you though it was?" She kisses her own hand like that would make it any better. "I wish I actually make that old granny eat dirt. But c'mon, survive a 3000 year old trickster bitch attack is pretty impressive per se, you don't have to exag...actually, nah, exagerate all you want, that makes me look even cooler. Specially tell that in front of my fake family, Hoodoo guy" She pokes Elliott nose. "What? You expected Nine Inches to go all Awwww without being subtle?" She jokes with a grin. "Sooooo...nothing after that 'oh'"

Elliott flexes his arm showing his muscle, because that was some tough shit (?). He realizes he was being exagerated with his reaction but he couldn't stop himself from being surprised "sorry, sorry, it's just that you never mentioned the name and I thought maybe the girl was someone I didn't know... it's not like i think any different of the situation anyway" he looks at Santana not understanding what she is saying, maybe like they have talked about something he missed, he then looks at Matt "honestly, now I understand better why you were even more nervous, but... are things with Tina not going well after that?" he worries.

Matt shrugs. "Eh, context. The point is, Ell's arm is--Look at that. Says more than any of my words," he says, signalling to Elliott when he flexes his arm. He laughs, and shakes his head, not quite looking at either of them directly. "No--it's, I don't know what I expected. I just didn't want to--I don't know. It felt like a fuckin' big secret at the time." A sigh leaves him, and he feels really stupid after it does. Aether, this is dramatic. "I haven't talked to her since. She--she told me she didn't want to hurt me, and I..." he thinks for a moment. "I think I also needed some time. I think hanging out with her right after... that wouldn't have helped much." Something strikes him, and he looks at Santana. "Wait, did I tell you about that 'oh'?"

Santana super nods in total understanment looking at Elliott's arms. "Hey hey, don't worry, I did the same when I was into Marley, keep it like a secret or something." She listen to Matt. Geez, it sounds like he prefers to not talk to Tina for a while, and she was recommending Tina to talk to him. Oops. "Would you prefer to talk to her or not talk to her?" She asks and squints a little. "Ha ha, oh sweet Matt. I'm a double angel and people tell me lots of stuff because I'm amazing at keeping secrets. If you guys knew half of the stuff I know..." She says just to add to her cool, full of info reputation.

Elliott is silently listening when he realizes another confession just happened "WHAT WAIT WHAT" he looks at Santana, but this time realizes his reaction was exagerated before anyone had to point it out "sorry... erm... what?" he tries to look the least surprised as possible, though ineffectively because he just screamed a second ago. He then pays attetion to Matt again, he was talking about how the situation with Tina was going "Well, if you think you need time, then I think that's the best, you need to take care of your heart for a while, that's understandable, but you can't avoid her forever... I know it will be tough, but the longer you wait to talk again, there is a possibility that it would be much harder if things become too awkward and distant, you know?" he tries to explain "You do care about Tina a lot, and I'm sure she does too, you guys can still have a wonderful friendship and it would be a shame if you guys lost that chance" he says then looks at Santana "You are right, I am surprised people tell you anything" he chuckles and softly pushes her jokingly. Thought he kind of curious to know if she actually knows a lot of things or if she is just bluffing.

Matt jumps again, but he tries to play it off by raising a fist. "To irrational secrets about girls," he says, and goes for a fist bump with Santana. Maybe they should both be more like Elliott, who seems to be pretty surprised at this development. Matt shrugs at Santana's question about Tina, taking a moment to think about it, and listen to Elliott, slowly nodding as he finishes his sentence. "I think I'm up for talking to her now. I just don't know how useful it would've been to pretend nothing happened before, you know? But you're right, I don't want to lose her because of it." Matt laughs, and holds back on asking what Tina had said about him. She deserves her privacy. "You are pretty good at keeping secrets." As he says that, he's reminded of something, and he turns to Elliott, looking super cool and not at all suspicious. "Hey, uh, totally random thought here... and you can shut me the fuck up if I'm overstepping but... shedim have magic that's considered 'illegal', right?"

"Oh my, you didn't know that either, don't you remember that party I started crying because Marley was kissing some slayer dude?" Santana says and start laughing. Oh, the things that happened. She listens to Elliott talking about romance and friendship and shit. "Yeah, you know it, Hoodoo guy, do whatever." She sticks her tongue to Elliott's comment about people telling her stuff. "It's the trickster magic aura, it has it perks. People think no one will believe me if I say it, soooo, they don't mind telling me a looooot of things." She says, proud. She almost fells out the bed with the soft push but she grabs Elliott to avoid a very humilliant fall. "To irrational secrets about girls!" She fist bump Matt. She know Tina was an expert of pretending nothing happened so she assumed everything would be alright. "Uuuu illegal talk." She says looking at Elliott. She still wanted to ask him about that black smoke thing he did when they stoled Kurt's potted plant thing. "I think I know what you mean, Matt."

Elliott looks at Santana and thinks about it for a moment, oh yeah, that happened, that fucking slayer dude, ugh, he starts thinking about his discussion with Marley and get's a little annoyed "I had no idea those two things had a connection, honestly..." he pats her shoulder grabbing her as she grabs him "Hey, I tell you things because you are my friend" he tries to assure her, that not everyone just dumped their shit on her just because, there were people who actually liked talking to her, like he did "I like when we talk about things, and we get into deep discussions" he smiles. He notices the bond between Santana and Matt, and it makes him smile as well, he didn't know that they were so close, but he was happy they were. He then looks at Matt "It's not about pretending, really, quite the opposite, it's about talking about it and move on together" he smiles to his friend trying to be comforting he touches his arm. Elliott doesn't know how to answer that question that suddenly is thrown his way, but these were Matt and Santana, so he didn't have a reason to hide it "Well, there are things I still can't do, most of my magic is forbidden... blocked... but... there are also things I shouldn't be doing" he tries to explain though it sounds pretty vague "I'm sure you guys may have noticed a new power I've been using lately... erm... I don't think it's pretty legal that I do that but... I'm doing it?" he shrugs with a sort of child like guilty expression on his face.

Matt realizes Santana apparently spends some time crying at parties. At the onsen, at that party where he didn't know it was actually her... When he'd kissed Tina. Hah. And when Marley kissed some dude, it seems like. Probably should keep an eye on her when she starts drinking. "Yeah, same here. I talk to you about shit because I want to. You're a good friend, y'know," he says, as he realizes he doesn't tell her this sort of thing as much as he does other people. "But--knowing shit about people has its perks." Puck would probably agree with that, he thinks bitterly. Looking at Elliott, he says it so simply but it makes so much sense, and Aether, it was probably not that hard. "You're right. It's fucking useless to just coast around and try to ignore shit." He laughs, feeling sort of stupid, but lighter inside his chest. He glances over to Santana when she says she knows what this is about; she probably does. His palms begin to sweat slightly as his heart rate speeds up, and he raises an eyebrow. "You thinking Japan?" Matt asks her. His attention drifts completely over to Elliott, and focuses on certain details. "Blocked. So if you tried it, you wouldn't be able to do it?" Raising a hand, he shakes his head. "Sorry, no, I didn't mean--whether it's legal or not is worth shit in my opinion. As long as you're not fucking people up. And I know you're not. I don't--I haven't seen you do it. You want to talk about it? I--" Matt turns away for a moment, nervous fingers scratching at his neck. "There's some things I can do too. That aren't. You know. Normal. Or legal."

Santana pretends to roll her eyes but smiles about it. "People who aren't my friends tell me things too. I'm just showing off of my endless pool of information, my friend. But I like it too." He listens to Elliott talking about his forbidden magic. "C'mon guys, you know what I think about legality. But yeah, Elliott, I can of saw. What it is exactly?" She asks super curious. She makes finger guns at Matt. "Yeah guys, I know, I know, I'm the best friend anyone could have, you guys are good at it too." She says non challant. "I'm thinking a lot of things, guys c'mon, I saw you both."She nods at Matt's opinion about legality. But she also aproved if you fuck people up in hypocrital situations. She makes a shiny illusion in her room, with neon letters and glitter. 'TIME TO SHOW THE ILLEGAL MAGIC'

Elliott can't avoid laughing, of course, he was in the room with the person who would support illegal magic most in the whole world. He looks at Santana's neon illusion impressed "Wait... you do?" he asks Matt after his new revelation "What's the thing you do?" he asks curiously "I... hmmm... how to explain it? Well, some of my powers are yet to be explored, if I'm honest with you, I don't know what's the extent of them, but I'm learning, I can do... I can do demonic magic if that explains anything" he tries to say "I'm researching books and languages, and... I think I could be able to do magic... just it's not the same as Witches magic... it is in demonic terms... it's complicated" he badly explains "But, what I can do for sure, and that's why I was talking about blocked, it's something I couldn't do before, it happened after the doors, I felt strange... no... stronger?" he says "and I could do this" he dissapears in a cloud of dark smoke and gets to his room, he gets a pen from his desks and appears again covered in the same smoke "I just went to my room and back" he gives the pen to Matt like some sort of proof that he did go somewhere "Obviously, I had to train to really know how to use it properly but... I can teleport now, apparently" he says as it is the most normal thing to discover.

Matt laughs at Santana's illusion, some of the tension ebbing away. Santana knows already, and she doesn't give two fucks about it. And Elliott will probably be alright with it too, if he's using illegal magic already. And, you know, he's a supportive friend. There's that, too. "It's--I call it shadow magic. It drains energy, or uh, I guess life force. Which is what makes it illegal." He listens to Elliott's explanation, only fidgeting a little bit. This is exciting shit. "No, that makes sense. I don't really get it, but I understand it would work differently than for witches. And why it would be restricted," he says, adding an eye roll. "If you're looking for books, I could probably help. There's a Rare Books section at work with a shitton of old, magic, powerful stuff." Matt nods when Ell mentions the door, and he feels his eyes widen when he pops out suddenly, and he looks at Santana for a moment, before he pops back. "Whoa," he says, jaw remaining slightly open as he takes the pen in his hand and looks it over like it's a rare object. "That's fucking badass, Ell." A smile finds it way onto his face, and sits up straighter. "Alright, my turn, I guess." He extends a hand, and taking a moment to focus on all the microscopic and hopefully bug life under Santana's bed, begins to cast. <<Drain>> he says, and his magic circle, blank and dark, appears around his wrist. The energy flows from under the bed onto his shadow, which swirls into a dark, warm mist and transitions into a cool, silky physical form. Matt holds up the pen with his thumb and index finger. <<Grasp and let go>> he casts, and the shadow delicately picks it up, and offers it to Santana.

Santana looks curious. "What kind of demonic magic?" She hopes it's necromancy. "Or it's like... a surprise?" She crosses her arms, thinking. "I got stronger after the doors too... I though it just multiplicated our power, but unblocking mmm...that's different." Elliott dissapears. And cames back. She smiles "Oh my Goooooood I can't believe you hided your cool powers for so long" She was surprised Elliott didn't just left NYADA already. But of course. This is Elliott. She looks at Matt doing his powers and takes the pen from Matt's shadow. "My my thank you. Man, I can't believe I don't have illegal magic per se. Now I'm jealous I can't show off my unexistent illegal powers."

Elliott smiles proud of showing his power and happy to see the reaction his friends have to see it "Well, it depends, there are spells related to summoning, or chanelling powers, there is also hexes, and there is also necromancy" he explains "I'm trying to investigate more about chanelling magic, demons helping demons, it would be nice... I'm not interested in any of the other magic if it is hurtful for others or implies using people..." he tries to explain though it probably sounds foreign for the other two. "I'm sorry I hided it, but I wanted to make sure I could handle it and learn how to use it, also... I can't just go showing it around, I don't know if... someone would try to... I don't know..." He doesn't want to think if there would be any type of consecuences of showing in public that type of power. He observes Matt's magic, and he can't believe what he is seeing when the shadow moves the pen around like just another person would "What... this is the coolest shit" Elliott's eyes are wide open and he shows a big smile. He chuckles at Santana's comment "Well, you kinda do illegal shit all the time anyway"

Matt tilts his head to the side, a gesture he'd picked up on from Sydney. "Channeling magic? What does that mean?" Channeling energy? Beings? Matter? He thinks he understands what Elliott means about using people; he'd been possessed by a trickster demon, after all, and he knows how Ell feels about control. "Yeah, of course. Use that magic for good. And pens," he jokes. Matt shrugs. "Don't be sorry. I know what you mean. Before, uh, you two, and Blaine, everyone who'd ever known about my magic treated it like some sort of really dangerous secret. They told me I would get locked up, questioned, never see the light of day again. So--yeah. You were trying to survive, you know?" A laugh shakes his chest at Elliott's reaction, and he knows he's made the right choice. "My shadow, at your service," he says, mockingly flourishing his hand and doing a little bow. "It's alright, Santana, you have honorary illegal powers."

Santana thinks positivelly about hexes and necromancy. "Oh, you want to summon other demons? Curious. I though being summoned was kind of annoying." She comments. She imagined it was like getting a call on the phone, but they just drag you to the place without any warning. Santana knew she tragically won't see necromancy or hexes done by Elliott, but well. "Don't worry, we all have our hidden ace in the sleve magic thing." Probably that expression makes no sense in english. She pats Elliott on the back. "Yeah, honestly, witches don't have to know shit if they are going to get like, you know." She looks at Matt. So, Blaine knew too. "Geez that's so dramatic. But I can understand the worry" Let's be real, witches did a lot of bullshit. "Aw, thank you guys! That's so sweet!" She said very happy of her illegal uses of magic. "Anyway, let's start getting in contact with the missing bros. What if we start with Go Home Club?" She said, illusioning the face of the guy and his full name, Gerome White. She already looked at all the missing people to memorize their faces and names. She showed her so Matt or Elliott could shake it. "I'll tell him we are looking for him and remind him ways of contact, if there is no call back in any way I guess we can ask that guy who found people if he had like, adn stuff. But we will know for sure they are alive somewhere."

Elliott shakes his head "No, no, it's not summoning, it's like asking for a favor, like... they lend me their powers for a moment" he explains, though he avoids explaining everything has a prize and that to cast any demonic magic you always have to do a sacrifice of blood, but he needed to figure that out yet, so it wasn't like he could explain much anyway. Elliott chuckles after Matt comment "and pens, of course" he repeats laughing and bowing to him too "Thank you, kind sir" he smiles to both of them as he puts a hand on Santana's shoulder "Well, I think we don't have to worry about that among us, we all can trust each other in that sense, our powers are secret with each other" he says confidently, sure that none of them would ever betray his trust because of The Power of Friendship. "Alrighy, yes, let's do this" he extends his hand for the first deal and shakes Santana's.

Matt nods slowly, impressed. "Neat," he says, as he wonders what sort of powers other demons have--he's only experienced fireballs, possession, and teleportation. There must be so much more out there. "Yeah," Matt says to Elliott, feeling more comfortable in his magic than he's--ever been, probably. "There's no worry of that kind here," he says, determined and sure. He's still laughing at Elliott's bow and Santana's reaction to them praising her illegality, when Santana brings up the reason they're here; the deals. The smile fades, and he clears his throat as she illusions one of the frat bros. This will tell them if he's dead or alive. He inadvertently holds his breath.

Santana raises her eyebrow. "So like, if I call my 'grandpa' over the phone and ask him to do a deal agaisnt ab enemy for me" She nodded in understanding. Yes, they could trust each other. In that sense. Elliott shakes her hand and... no fire appears. "Oh." She says. "Well. I can't contact him. That doesn't mean it's 100% sure he is dead" Just a 99%. "Let's try Corn on the Cob" She says, illusioning Corbin Myers face. Keep going instead of stopping to think about death.

Elliott raises and eyebrow confused, Santana seems to be chill about it, he wonders if she is right, maybe this particular person was harder to find he wants to think. "Okay, yes sure..." he says shaking her hand to find the next guy. The fire doesn't appear "What... hmmm maybe I'm doing it wrong?" he doesn't want to admit that there is a possiblity those two guys are dead "Matt, can you try next?" he asks his friend.

Matt furrows his eyebrows, stomach sinking each time the fire doesn't show up. "I think you're doing it right, Ell," he says, disappointed and sad. "But I'll try." He shakes Santana's hand, trying to find Tyler FuckusFarkus. But no fire appears. And they try Baran Clements. No fire. And as much as Santana says it doesn't mean they're gone with 100% certainty, Matt is pretty sure they are dead, and he really doesn't want to tell Finn.

Santana is not good at dealing with Death. She used to react to it like a normal person, but when you see so many fake deaths and people pretending to be death to then come back and ask you for money, it kind of lost it effects. It feel unreal, like a joke. But she knows it's real, and she doesn't know how to act like a sensible person. "Well, they... are probably... not alive. Like, it's not 100% sure." She doesn't know any way of cancelling a deal if you know the person. "Oh, fuck..." She lets silence go for a while. "Should we tell people? Like, I think they should know, but also I don't think they would believe me. I mean, I would also not believe it just because I didn't want it to be true"

Elliott is very quiet for a while. He thinks this is terrible, and he wonders if there is a nice way to tell that to anyone. "I... I don't know... it's not like we have proof but... we should try, or at least, tell our friends... I think they deserve to know..." he thinks about a particular one, how Finn would feel about this, that would be the hardest person to tell.

Matt sighs, rubbing his neck with one hand. "Telling the media wouldn't work. They already reported on it as a hoax. They won't believe us." But that wasn't even the difficult part. "But as much as they won't want to believe it, Ell's right, we should tell our friends," he says, shoulders dropping as sadness seeps in. "We should tell Finn, at the very least. Uncertainty sucks."

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cjoatprehn · 5 years ago

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The Truth

It’s Time to Stop the Negativity in My Life

Introduction

“Here is the truth about that…weird girl you know just around the block. That girl you bullied in elementary and middle school…that college student who always seemed to take care of others and not herself. That girl who seemed to want to say one thing…but just doesn’t say it at all. The bookworm who seemed to love homework. That teenager who is awfully mean on her periods. The daughter that seems to want others to understand and have excuses for every mistake she does. The granddaughter that says random things and draws on anything…even your light-colored couch with a marker. That cousin who always seems to want to leave parties and has a crush but will never confess. That one student that hates fighting others, and self-destructs herself. The girl that is writing this post….to release the truth that she has been hiding…and is willing to accept the consequences as they come.”

I want to say, thank you…to all of you who have been with me for this long in my life. I appreciate all your efforts to make sure that I am happy, safe, and above all, healthy. That I know whether to cross the street or not, to speak out and say what I think. To speak the truth in the inward parts. God hates a liar. And the Holy Spirit is watching me now, as I write this. This is my confession to all of you and my confirmation of my signature that I will accept all consequences as they come through. Most of you may want to unfollow me and not support me and that is perfectly okay with me. I just…want you guys to know the truth. The real me. I warn you, this may…sound messed up to a very certain extent. Depending on who reads it. But…

I am no longer going to hide behind fantastical stories anymore. I will…take what comes and may God protect the rest of me and my mind. I want to go ahead and apologize to Him now, for all the exaggerated stories. All of it.

In Real Life Shoutouts:

Now…Shout outs are in order. First off, the Father My God, for creating and revealing things to me. The one listener who doesn’t get annoyed at my constant babbling. Um, My Grandma Neal and my Grandma Clara. For helping me through everything, life in general. And Grandma Virgie Monroe, for having the Artist mind to understand someone as complex as me. The Prayer Ministry, for their prayers for my family and life. Alberta and Daqwon McKnight, for their hospitality, generosity, guidance and preaching. Corinthian Baptist Church, for becoming the one place where I can be safest and happiest. No matter if it is Sunday or not. Miss Erline and her family for showing just…so much hardworking talent in the Mission Ministry. Kelli Michelle Wise for raising me and my sister. Mckenzie Joyner for being the best girlfriend I could ever have in Maryland, being able to relate to a girl that balances me out is wonderful. Edwin Johnson IV for the longest friendship I have ever been able to maintain without unintentionally breaking it. Raymond Fisher III and his family, for the constant support especially when I became homeless. Renoir Dawson-Finan (I have some thanks for you too), for coming so quickly whenever I needed you. Your comfort during the hard times made it bearable (when you weren’t….you know…NSFW). Yoni for being the gentleman of advice, silliness, and absolute absurdity. My siblings as well. I love you all. No matter your actions. Also. Mary Baldwin University: Gloria Cooper, Shay’De Tyler, Destinee and Heather Zollars, Hannah Fishbourne, Andrea Cornett-Scott and her husband, Gamer’s Guild, Kate, and so many more. I appreciate all your positive messages and love on my whiteboard. I still have the pictures in my over 12,000 photo library, hehe. There are many more people in my life I may have forgotten but I want to move on to the Online friends now.

Online Shoutouts:

First Shoutout goes to the first ever server I have joined on Discord. Yes, while flawed, the entire group of friends that I met for Dungeons and Dragons, while it…was an experience with many highs and lows, I am glad to have experienced the joy of slaying monsters with a silly band of diverse people. I still have the recordings, and the photos from when Coley visited and drew the Aquarius constellation on my hand. I hope you guys are well. Even if you guys no longer like my existence anymore. The others are those I have made in Art Servers, Roleplay Servers, and Youtubers like Tehrogue, Melle-D, Mona-Chan, Jacksepticeye, Markiplier, Your Daily Dose of Internet, AyChristineGames, All of the Viners out there, you are all amazing and I love your content. On Tumblr, you guys have all been kind, and there are so many I could list. But while I am late, I want to shoutout to you guys too. You know who you are.

Lord Give Me Strength…

I…have a lot to confess to you all. A lot of the things you have heard about/from me and my character…are probably exaggerated to make myself seem…a lot more interesting and awesome than I actually am. The reason I overexaggerated the stories I tell about what happen to me, no matter how short or long, is because…I am afraid of being judged for my true self. And making my life seem…insane, seemed like the best way to make friends. But! Not every story was…untrue. The Homeless Shelter story, did actually happen. But…nobody hit on me, or did anything wrong. They were all very grateful for the goods we brought for their survival. The Angela is insane on Sugar,…is both true and untrue in a sense. Because I do get a certain boost from it and the caffeine in my medication, and crashing ends up screwing the day for me. But…me doing flips and jumping down flights of stairs and landing on my feet is not true. Also it’s very dangerous don’t do that unless you are trained (or something like that). There are actually a lot of stories that were exaggerated….Me walking straight out the front door and going 84-86 miles was true. Geepus sometimes my legs sheer pain from when I walked those long distances. It really was terrifying to walk in the pitch black of night with nothing but trees and no lights around you in a manic state. The sister story…well…(That was true.) The Attempting Suicide twice (true) the first boyfriend (True) Many of the stories I tell are actually true I am discovering but the added details and overexaggeration for effect makes it…laughable and crazy to say the least.

But…long story short…there are so many stories I have told, to make you laugh, to make me seem like a kickbutt person, or to inspire you. But I’m here to say, most of them were overexaggerated for the sake of…my inner security about myself, and you guys laughing makes me laugh so I add stuff to make it even funnier. Because everyone needs a good belly-aching laugh. Or someone needs an awe-inspiring story.

I will admit, those of you who sense I am hiding something…I usually am. On an everyday basis. Even people like Edwin still are finding out more about me and my experiences with life. I know a lot more than I let on….I’m not violent, or an absolute hothead all the time, I tend to blurt out what’s on my mind. I…I’m imperfect. But I’m okay with that. God Made me to be imperfect and enjoy the pleasures he gave for me to enjoy. I know you have a lot of questions. For those of you who have my number and social media, message me. I’ll answer any questions you may have. If you have lost faith in me, or hate me for the lies, or just…other bad things…I am okay with that. Thank you all for listening to my confession. I look forward to the future and what lies ahead. But no matter what, I still believe in, and love all of you, and will do anything no matter what for you. That has never changed.

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i-pickleu · 1 year ago

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I am a walking catch-22 and hypocrite:

Who the hell am I to tell someone what they can or can't do, I can't do that

and

Who the hell are you to tell someone what they can or can't do, you can't do that

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news-mashable-yahoopartner-blog · 7 years ago

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Soothing places online to escape the hellhole that is 2018

Though the internet can occasionally feel like a very bad, high-key terrifying, downright vomit-inducing place to spend time, some parts of the web are, dare we say, GOOD. (No seriously, we swear.)

When life gets tough, social media's got you down, or it simply feels like there's no good news in the world, the internet can help soothe your soul — you just have to know where to look.

SEE ALSO: 50 Websites to Waste Your Time On

In order to survive in this crazy world, we all need an occasional lighthearted, mindless escape. We need puppy GIFs, we need videos of babies giggling and drooling, and gosh darn it we need to watch Kinetic Sand being deliciously sliced by a sharp AF knife.

So next time you're feeling stressed, here are some beautiful corners of the internet to visit.

1. Reddit can be rewarding

Sure, Reddit can sometimes feel like a portal to some fresh kind of internet hell filled with rude comments and opinions on opinions, but rest assured the site has its fair share of joyful subreddits.

r/Eyebleach

The actual word "eyebleach" might sound extremely painful and off-putting at first, but upon visiting /r/eyebleach you will realize it's a magical place dedicated to shielding our delicate souls from the crushing negativity of the world. 🙂

Described as a "catch-all community for sharing links which are beautiful, happy, adorable or tastefully sexy," the subreddit is a hub for the best parts of the web, like precious videos of animals that will wash your eyes of their sins.

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From a sleepy corgi and a smiling cat to animals smooching and a pup surrounded by chickens — r/Eyebleach clearly has a wide variety of things so adorable you might cry.

r/aww

While we're on the topic of cheery subreddits, another noteworthy mention is r/aww, which, as you can probably tell by the name, is filled with gosh darn cute content.

Great place to be if you're in the mood to look at some good lil bunnies, babies, penguins, turtles, and, of course, a bunch of Good Dogs.

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Related subreddits

Once you stumble upon a nice corner of Reddit, you can then use that subreddit to find other lovely places online. Check out the Related Subreddits area of the page to find subreddits more specific to your personal lighthearted tastes (like "Pig Gifs" or "Happy Cow Gifs.")

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2. A daily dose of design

For some people, the sight of cohesive interior design can be extremely soothing. It's not weird, okay? Don't you dare underestimate the healing powers of organized book shelves or matching couch cushions.

If this sounds like something that might appeal to you, feast your eyes on apartmenttherapy.com. Apartment Therapy explores all the best parts of personal decorating, offering design lessons, DIY how-tos, organizing and cleaning hacks, online house tours, generally helpful life advice, and more.

You can search for design inspiration by specific room, or try out my personal favorite feature, the color search, which prompts you to choose a selection of color palettes and then shows you a beautiful selection of design images focused on the hues.

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3. Innocent Instagram accounts

Instagram is much more than a platform filled with overly perfect, beautifully filtered snippets of your friends' lives that make you feel insecure about your own. You just have to know where to look.

Instead of solely using the app to keep up with others, try checking out some of these soothing accounts to unwind and escape from the usual pressures of social media.

@kidsdoingthings

Watching children ~do things~ can be a lot more soothing than it sounds. From children falling over stuff to babies making faces, kidsdoingthings gathers the cutest and most hilarious videos of kids on the internet into one convenient location.

For example, please enjoy this child laughing while holding a french fry.

A post shared by Kids Doing Things (@kidsdoingthings) on Feb 20, 2018 at 11:56am PST

@witenry

Adam Hillman has dedicated his Instagram account to sharing soothing images of objects arranged in a very aesthetically pleasing manner.

Sometimes you have a rough day and just want to look at some perfectly lined up, color-coded breakfast cereal or chopped up crayons. This is the place to do all of that and more.

A post shared by Adam Hillman 🌈 (@witenry) on Dec 4, 2016 at 6:02am PST

@calligraphyvideo

There's something so satisfying about watching time-lapse typography videos, and Instagram is the perfect place to find them. The @calligraphyvideo account gathers some of the most relaxing and impressive paint, pen, and water droplet lettering online and links back to the artists' original accounts. ~*STUNNING*~

A post shared by Calligraphy Videos (@calligraphyvideo) on Jul 19, 2017 at 4:35am PDT

If you're looking for even more calligraphy videos to put you in a trance here are dozens of other typography accounts to check out. Definitely look at these for hours instead of doing some other more important thing that causes you stress.

@sand.isfying

Kinetic Sand is a marvelous invention that can be molded into different shapes, crushed on a whim, and most importantly, cleanly sliced.

Therefore, this Instagram account dedicated to the visual brilliance of Kinetic Sand creations being manipulated is everything we need for a lovely stretch of relaxation.

A post shared by Satisfying Kinetic Sand Videos (@sand.isfying) on Feb 26, 2017 at 3:12pm PST

And when all else fails, head for the search bar to explore some hashtags related to other calming online trends like soap cutting, cake decorating, slime, bath bombs, and paint blending. Does it get any better?

4. All about those animals

It does.

As we learned from exploring the happiest parts of Reddit earlier, cute animals can essentially turn any frown upside down. So here are a few other noteworthy places online to bask in the glory of furry friends.

Animal Planet (Best Live Cam Moments): A stunning collection of Animal Planet's best, and most unexpected live-stream moments.

Popeye the Foodie: The only thing better than dogs is dogs posing in front of delicious looking food. Popeye the Foodie Dog is the Instagram pup making our wildest dreams come true.

A post shared by Popeye the Foodie Dog 😉 (@popeyethefoodie) on Mar 13, 2018 at 10:13am PDT

Open Puppies: Honestly, just a bunch of random GIFs of puppies. The way things should be.

WeRateDogs: A very good Twitter account that will introduce you to many Good Boys (and the occasional sea slug.) Ratings will not disappoint.

You’re kidding me. We only rate dogs. Please don’t send in mischievous sandy sea slugs. Show some respect. Thank you... 13/10 pic.twitter.com/WkXSR6nNNf

— WeRateDogs™ (@dog_rates) March 13, 2018

kitty_fostering_oz: We interrupt all this dog content to present this Australia-based Instagram account with the most precious videos of cats and kittens in need of fostering.

5. YouTube FTW

YouTube is a top-notch place for distracting oneself with entrancing videos. Sometimes you just need to take a step back from your own life and watch other people do things like cook and assemble DIY projects. Or listen to some peaceful sounds for a few hours. It helps, trust us.

Walking with Giants

Is there anything better than watching life-size hands concoct miniature meals using teeny tiny cooking utensils? Debatable, but Walking with Giants is one of the many channels on YouTube dedicated to cooking up bite-sized food and it's absolutely addicting to watch.

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Soothing Relaxation

Spending the entire day indoors staring at the computer, as is required by so many jobs today, is truly the worst. And though you might not be able to spend the entire day staring out the window, you can get a nice view of "nature" through your laptop.

The Soothing Relaxation YouTube channel lives up to its name by pairing stunning videos of nature with calming AF piano, cello, violin, harp, guitar, and choir music. If you're a fan of this might we also recommend sitting in front of the visually stunning Apple TV screensaver, the Nature Relaxation Films channel, or checking out some sunset time lapses.

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Candle Carving

Carving candles is a unique form of art that takes a whole lot of talent and is essentially impossible to look away from. So many YouTube channels show masters honing the pouring of wax, intricate design process, and professional carving skills. The gradually revealed colors and wax curls are a beautiful sight to behold.

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HDCOLORS

Welcome to the wonderful world of kaleidoscope art, a thing you probably never knew you needed until right now.

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Relaxing White Noise

An. Entire. Channel. Dedicated. To. White. Noise.

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6. Places for positivity and meditation

Videos of cute animals and children are great, but sometimes you're in need of some more general positivity and encouragement. Believe it or not, the soul-crushing internet can help you there, too.

Tumblr's 'Positivity' Page

Tumblr is a great place to perk yourself up, and what better way to soothe your soul than by browsing the site's positivity page?

The hub for inspirational quotes, positive affirmations, wholesome memes and more is sure to help you take a step back from the negativity of the world.

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Donothingfor2minutes

Though the internet does offer places to help us de-stress, sometimes the best thing we can do is ~absolutely nothing~ for two straight minutes.

Donothingfor2minutes.com challenges you to mediate and reflect on your life for a full 120 seconds (!!!) without using the internet or touching your computer screen at all. Can you even IMAGINE?

A timer will begin to countdown as a calming beach sunset appears and the relaxing sound of waves crashing fills your headphones. And to ensure you don't cheat the countdown will stop the second your mouse moves and prompt you to start over.

Image: screengrab/donothingfor2minutes

Though the internet is full of interesting content, both good and bad, it's crucial to remember to look away from your screens, hydrate, and leave your houses every so often. And if all goes well, maybe you'll even stumble upon a cute animal IRL.

Good luck out there, people.

WATCH: Barbra Streisand deals with grief like the rest of us - by cloning her dead dog

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What’s up my fellow mammals. As you can tell by the title I have a bone to pick with Social Media. Now it’s not all bad however I will be taking action in my own life and I’ll explain more later. For now I just thought I’d say that the colleges here in Canada, Ontario have been on strike for 4 weeks now and it’s likely that there will be a 5th week. I personally have no problems since I am changing my major and school had been hell for me up until the strike. I now value sleep more than I ever have and I value proper meals and food more too. Everything is good for now even though at some point this strike will come back to bite me in the butt. Anyway let’s get to the topic at hand.

For those of you who don’t know, since the rise of social media there has been a drastic increase in mental health issues. Often people get into a routine of sharing the best side of themselves online. We all generally only post the good things, the stuff that makes us look good and for obvious reasons. Now since we do this, therefore we only see great selfies and stuff that is on some level trying to make ourselves look better. This ends up almost like a competition and we compare ourselves to each other. We try to be liked only to see others be more liked than ourselves and it only hurts our self image and confidence. Social media also is the fastest way news travels along with gossip. I don’t remember the last time I watched the news and saw something positive. I hate the news it’s either another american shooting or another natural disaster in a 3rd world country. We show off things and try to find acceptance in those we have on facebook or instagram when we don’t truly need it. Heck it’s not even healthy to try.

Now social media on it’s own is not bad, theoretically social media should be great. But it’s not and it never will be because I doubt there will ever be a trend of people showing both the good and the bad of one’s life on the internet. There is a small trend that people try and post “uplifting” news like saving a cat or something. Sadly this also implies something bad happened in the first place or it’s simply not enough to compensate for all the negative things on the news. But social media can be great if you’re trying to reach a wide audience and spread the word about something. Social media is a tool like every other, it can be used for good things and it can do harm. Sadly I have come to the conclusion that it’s doing more harm. Also don’t get me started as to how much time we spend on it. I mean it is usually in small doses or the odd time you end up scrolling through social media or memes for hours which is... such a waste to be honest but I’m guilty of it too. The point is I understand that it doesn’t seem to take up much time but trust me it adds up fast. It also doesn’t help that there are so many social media outlets now. I mean back in the day there was only one thing at a time. First MSN, then myspace, then facebook. However ever since facebook we’ve accumulated Twitter, Snapchat, Instagram, Tumblr and I bet there are more that I don’t really know of. (and Pintrest but it’s not technically social media since it’s not meant to be social).

I read this blog post written by a 17 year old boy who decided to delete all of his social media accounts. He felt that they were mostly a daily dose of something that messed with his self image, confidence and caused social anxiety. No doubt he was right. I know the feeling and I know everyone under the age of 25 does too. He went on to say that because he wasn’t self advertising that he was quickly left out of events, party invites, and other social outings. He described it as being the last kid to be picked for a team sport. This is the new modern day equivalent. He was quickly made an outsider and he also quickly found out who his true friends were. Instead of the 10 plus people who all were his “friends” he was left with 2 or 3 friends… real friends. These two friends didn’t forget about him when erased himself from the internet because they cared enough to keep in touch with him without him needing to advertise himself on the internet. He write more about how much less anxiety he’s had since removing his social media accounts and how much time he’s saved by not posting his own stuff or reading, scrolling through other people's stuff and trying to write comments or reply to other people's’ dumb posts.

Anyway I bring this up because I have decided to remove all of my personal social media accounts other than my facebook due to the reasons I mentioned earlier. I decided to keep my facebook because it’s helpful for my school stuff, church stuff and Messenger is a key piece of communication for me, my girlfriend and a few other friends who are important to me. I also do like to post my artwork on there aswell but I’m not really one to post selfies or about my wonderful day or vacation so I’d like to think I’m not adding to the problem. Also I unfollowed everyone on facebook other than my girlfriend and those close friends. Facebook does have a few good practical uses so I guess I’ll keep it. I do feel bad for removing my instagram account because now I can’t see my girlfriend’s posts and like them… ya know the way a good boyfriend should haha. I’m kidding my girlfriend will survive just fine. Plus after reading this she’ll know why I am no longer posting to instagram or liking her posts. Next I am keeping my social media outlets for TheMasklessBoy because honestly I never use it. I have never once scrolled through looking at things and liking things and whatever. I only post and as you can tell if you’re following me it’s the odd tweet or a legit blog post like this one. The only reason why I follow people on these social media accounts is so that if someone looks at who I am following they can get a decent idea of who I am. Also if I don’t follow anyone then twitter or Tumblr will keep poking me telling me to make friends and connect… it’s annoying. Also kind of a funny story but I almost entirely stopped using twitter the day my dad decided to stalk me on it. So I just stopped using twitter on my personal account so giving it up isn’t hard but as you can probably tell I like being able to through my random thoughts onto the internet, hence why I have twitter account under this name. So I can do exactly that without someone I know in real life freaking out on me.

Anyway I’m getting tired and It’s late and like most of my blog posts I did not proof read this one. Meh. I’m tired and have lots to do tomorrow. I hope my comments about social media doesn’t ruin social media for you. I don’t dislike social media but I think I’d be better off without it. Peace out folks and have a good night, or morning or whatever.

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