#good luck to our future fucked up brains

[yther]

cogito ergo Sum Tumblr Ranting

there is a new type of illiteracy that'll be fully exposed in like 10-15 years due to a plethora of products, start-ups, branding of every kind using "stolen" words (single, specific, but obscure enough to sound like a noun or portmanteau generated by corporate whimsy) or useful general terms getting co-opted that have persisted perhaps thousands of years (pre-anglicized) and yet.. the internet (assume youth/average users - not proactively knowing augments are needed) results will pull a full page of bullshit unrelated or ad or extents far removed from origins before giving a simple definition to a simple fucking word and valuable fundamental concept and

there's no way there won't be a massive effect of these...enshittifying word bubbles.

not a staunch linguistic prescriptivist but this is not "typical" language evolution..

Ask a kid what adobe is! they won't know but they might know *how to gather the info* (-insert related thesis about para/prosthetic knowledge). And then they still won't understand how people live in adobe houses, and it's something that exists today, is relevant today, from Egypt to New Mexico to future of sustainability. Thousands of years, a passed knowledge, maybe antiquated but not fucking obsolete as a word.

Big, obvious example.

Lesser scale branding is still within a dilemma of innovation vs "conservation" (of mutual intelligibility) but there must be a distinction between types of benign generification, creative usage and corporate erasure of functional terminology within 1 human generation. Like a Finland tech company naming itself Avoine because it sounds cool... means oat in French and unrelated, but no one looking for oats is constantly redirected to Avoine Oy.

Kids are not stupid, they're information sponges. Digital nativism was an optimism proved fallacy.

"Ipad babies" as a way to describe online social and intellectual development is going to reach beyond motor skills, socialization norms and critical thinking skills!

I'm ranting like an old professor but I am a baby-millennial-change-maker. I want a better future, I can See it.

a love letter of irony. will any person read this post and care? no. will the words persist and someday be part of an amalgamate? perhaps. maybe it will train a machine that maximizes word salad. maybe it will be preserved, vestigial. like a dusty cassette tape coming to be a Relic (contents unknown, a fun stand-in for humans and our howl, milk-mother cry to A God. Aliens. Ourselves. To speak and be absolved of our horrifying echoes..)

there will emerge again some Rosetta Stone. Machine rendered or hand worked adobe. I wonder what the words will make of us. And if through word-fodder now, we are making that machine.

tldr

...Holy fuck we need to lock Christopher Nolan in a room with the ghost of Joseph Campbell, 3 linguists and 2 angry anthropologists until he writes a holy script(ure)... a Tenet of tenets, a 2001 Space Odyssey that guides a thread of Odysseus ("Homer's") to the Doctors Brand (Interstellar, both father and daughter) and back to The Protagonist. Who would either break the monolith // "This is a Gesture" or surround one ape with a field of mirrored monoliths all facing.. the single great ape. Waiting, watching for: ""This is my (humanity's) gesture (unspoken)"

tldrdr

This (non)sense can either be parsed or understood, but never both.

Also, if I could talk about Dune without my brain exploding, anyone forced to listen would be driven to violence.

[everythingne]

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚ ➛ double gold - gr63

the most undescreet mercedes fan makes her way to the olympics for team usa. people very quickly learn why she's very unhinged about her love for all things mercedes.

george russell x usa gymnast!reader / fc: suni lee

warnings/notes: reader is mentioned to have had kidney disease in the past/going through dialysis (shout out suni lee my WIFE) everytime i write a george win he either dnfs or disqualifies. i should stop. i also made this SO FAST. ignore any formatting mistakes.

liked by lilymhe, teamusa, alexalbon and others...

uruser: represented my team (USA) and my team (merc) and then promptly fell asleep on the bus bc my awe of being here is too much for my little brain :(

tagged: mercedesamg, teamusa, and two others...

lilymhe: literally boarding my flighttt !!! im so so proud see u soon !

⤷ uruser: pls tell me you stole alex's hoodie for me...

⤷ lilymhe: he'll never know

⤷ alexalbon: these are PUBLIC comments.

user1: every once and a while i forget lily is not only dating an f1 driver, but her cousin is literally an OLYMPIC FUCKING GYMNAST?

alexalbon: SO PROUD WE WILL SEE U AFTER THE GP!!

logansargeant: i love knowing one of the powerhouses the us sends to the olympics

⤷ uruser: aweeee love u too logannn <3 (US PRIDE THIS WEEKEND BITCH U BETTER NOT FINISH LAST)

⤷ logansargeant: yes ma'am i will make u proud

user2: good luck !!

user3: MAKING THE USA PROUD ONE NAP AT A TIME

mercedesamg: we love our biggest supporter <3

⤷ uruser: i love YOU mercedes

georgerussell: best of luck yn :)!!

⤷ uruser: thanks georgie :D!

⤷ alexalbon: hello?? what is this??

⤷ lilymhe: eyeing you russell

⤷ georgerussell: literally what have i done wrong

⤷ landonorris: nah you cant flirt with his future in laws

⤷ georgerussell: if saying good luck is flirting, i have news for everyone.

liked by logansargeant, simonebiles, teamusa, and others...

uruser: talked about it in an interview, but i struggled with my blood pressure all day. i've been lightheaded, swollen, and exhausted, but i did it. we fought through it, and ur girl is moving to finals!!

tagged: gk, teamusa

georgerussell: incredible work today !

⤷ landonorris: rooting for the enemy i see

⤷ uruser: thank you george <3

teamusa: that's our girl!!

user: so proud of u as a fellow kidney disease survivor <3

user1: girl had a bp of 140 and still beat like everyone. my fucking queen.

alexalbon: ez work queen get back to training

uruser: yessir

lilymhe: get ur meds and take it easy!! love uuu see u for dinner <3

landonorris: u make it look easy

uruser: trust. its so hard.

simonebiles: i dont know how you do it. ur so amazing.

⤷ uruser: coming from the goat herself ?!!!!

liked by uruser, susiewolff, alexalbon, and others...

georgerussell: left it all out on the track today. absolutely honored to do this a second time so soon.

tagged: mercedesamg, f1, barcelonagp

uruser: YAAAA GEORGIEEE!!! congrats!!!

⤷ georgerussell: thank u :)

user: GEORGE W!!!!

lewishamilton: amazing as always george. first half of the season crushed.

⤷ georgerussell: it's only up from here mate

simonebiles: the tears @ uruser shed for this win...

⤷ jordanchiles: we will finally get peace and quiet on weekends

⤷ uruser: shut up get a hobby both of you

alexalbon: incredible drive as always george

landonorris: ur so mean for not letting me pass :(

oscarpiastri: best fight of the season so far. looking forward to more.

⤷ georgerussell: hope to see you on that top step again mate

uruser: lets go george lets go george

⤷ georgerussell: my personal cheerleader <3

⤷ alexalbon: delete that heart or so help me god

liked by georgerussell, teamusa, simonebiles, and others...

uruser: this 'lazy' athlete skipped her dialysis today to win A FUCKING GOLD MEDAL!!!! YAAAAAA!!!! so so so proud of my girls for the team effort put together for this all around win. you are the greatest. (yes lily and alex, i am doing dialysis now.)

tagged: simonebiles, teamusa, jordanchile and others...

georgerussell: congratulations but please do your dialysis before alex finds out

⤷ uruser: its alright love, im all hooked up and dilating or whatever. thanks for the support as always russell <3

⤷ georgerussell: wow, no georgie?

⤷ uruser: gonna pout over it, honey?

⤷ user: is this not flirting?

alexalbon: YN. I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD.

user: SHE SKIPPED HER DIALYSIS FOR FLOOR??

⤷ user1: and they wouldn't move the schedule around her LIFE SAVING MEDICAL APPOINTMENT?

⤷ user2: no wonder the teamusa physicians grabbed her so quickly after the medal ceremony :(

alexalbon: DIALYSIS IS VERY IMPORTANT. IM GOING TO HIT WHOEVER SAID YOU COULDN'T DO IT.

⤷ uruser: IM DOING MY DIALYSIS RIGHT NOW WHY ARE YOU MORE STRESSED THAN LILY??

⤷ alexalbon: because YOU'RE A BABY

⤷ uruser: YOU ARE NOT THAT MUCH OLDER THAN ME FUCKER

lilymhe: alex is pacing but GREAT JOB BABYYYY YAAAYAYAYA SO PROUD OF UUU

user3: fire whoever had her SKIP MEDICAL TREATMENT.

liked by snoopdogg, usagymnastics, georgerussell, and more...

uruser: bronzed. sharing that podium with rebecca and simone is such an honor. up and up we go!! <3

tagged: simonebiles, teamusa, rebeccaandrade and more..

georgerussell: very deserved, as always

⤷ uruser: i swear ur obsessed w me (its ok just dont tell alex)

⤷ alexalbon: i'm starting to think none of you understand the concept of public comments

user: WELL DESERVED!!!

rebeccaandrade: você foi incrível!

⤷ uruser: obrigado! você também! (i hope thats right!)

⤷ user: YN LEARNING PORTUGUESE TO SPEAK WITH REBECCA HAS MY WHOOOLLLEEE HEARTTTT

landonorris: shiny !

logansargeant: AMERICAAA!!!!

⤷ uruser: RAAAHHH

liked by georgerussell, rebeccaandrade, lewishamilton, and others...

uruser: GOLD in beam. and y'all know how much beam and i fight. there are no amount of words to express the joy im feeling. wow. thanks to my lovely brit @ georgerussell for the support for his girlie across the pond <3

tagged: georgerussell, parisolympics, teamusa, and others...

alexalbon: i am so.

alexalbon: what the fuck?

⤷ user: LMAOOO

lilymhe: YAY!!! MY BABY DID ITTT!!! I UGLY SOBBEDDD AHAHA LOVE YOU SO MUCH BABES DINNER ON ME TNNN!!!

user1: george!!!!!! GEOOORRRGEEE!!

alexalbon: GEORGE???

⤷ uruser: was me liking mercedes a weird amount not enough of a hint for you?

georgerussell: so proud of you sunshine <3

⤷ uruser: love u georgie

⤷ landonorris: gross get a room (jk. very proud george got a girl just as talented as himself)

⤷ georgerussell: wow a rare lando compliment. i will cherish it for years to come.

⤷ landonorris: fuck you im never complimenting you again

lewishamilton: congratulations!! hope to see you in the paddocks soon in some merc gear this time

⤷ mercedesamg: oh we can handle that

⤷ williamsracing: you can pry yn from our cold dead hands

⤷ mercedesamg: babes. im gonna hold your hand when i say this williams, you've lost in the public eye after ur stunt with logan. we win yn in the divorce.

⤷ uruser: YEAH IM ON LOGANS SIDE DAMNIT!!! AMERICANS STICK TOGETHER!!

⤷ logansargeant: true patriot right here

georgerussell: still in AWE of my gf being a TWO TIME OLYMPIC AA GOLD MEDALIST

⤷ uruser: my boyfriend is a FORMULA ONE DRIVER. how fucking cool is that!???

⤷ georgerussell: cool enough for you to go to dinner with me?

⤷ uruser: always

⤷ lilymhe: they grow up so fast

alexalbon: GEORGE WILLIAM RUSSELL?

tag list for all works (open!)

@d3kstar (i hope ur tag works this time lovely!)

[animentality]

not to be such a boomer, but I think chatgpt is fucking this generation over, at least in terms of critical thinking and creative skills.

I get that it's easy to use and I probably would've used it if I was in school when it came out.

but damn.

y'all can't just write a fucking email?

also people using it to write essays ... i mean what is the point then?

are you gaming the educational system in pursuit of survival, or are you just unwilling to engage critically with anyone or anything?

is this why media literacy is so fucking ass right now?

learning how to write is learning how to express yourself and communicate with others.

you might not be great at it, but writing can help you rearrange the ideas in your brain. the more you try to articulate yourself, the more you understand yourself. all skills can be honed with time, and the value is not in the product. it's in the process.

it's in humans expressing their thoughts to others, in an attempt to improve how we do things, by building upon foundations and evolving old ideas into innovation.

scraping together a mush of ideas from a software that pulls specific, generic phrases from data made by actual humans... what is that going to teach you or anyone else?

it's just old ideas being recycled by a new generation.

a generation I am seriously concerned about, because digital tests have made it very easy to cheat, which means people aren't just throwing away their critical thinking and problem solving abilities, but foundational knowledge too.

like what the hell is anyone going to know in the future? you don't want to make art, you don't want to understand how the world works, you don't want to know about the history of us?

is it because we all know it's ending soon anyway, or is it just because it's difficult, and we don't want to bother with difficult?

maybe it's both.

but. you know what? on that note, maybe it's whatever.

fuck it, right, let's just have an AI generate "therefore" "in conclusion" and "in addition" statements followed by simplistic ideas copy pasted from a kid who actually wrote a paper thirty years ago.

if climate change is killing us all anyway, maybe generative ai is a good thing.

maybe it'll be a digital archive of who we used to be, a shambling corpse that remains long after the consequences of our decisions catch up with us.

maybe it'll be smart enough to talk to itself when there's no one left to talk to.

it'll talk to itself in phrases we once valued, it'll make art derived from people who used to be alive and breathing and feeling, it'll regurgitate our best ideas in an earnest but hollow approximation of our species.

and it'll be the best thing we ever made. the last thing too.

I don't really believe in fate or destiny, I think all of this was a spectacular bit of luck, but that's a poetic end for us.

chatgpt does poetry.

[randomyuu]

the way it follows you home, the stories i never told

My guy Vox once again graced us with lovely Goyuu fanfics, and the way it follows you home, the stories i never told, made me go FERAL.

Time travel? Two Gojou Satorus? Double affection for our sunshine Yuuji? Yuuji sandwich? What feels like possible continuation of (you'll whisper, serpent tongue) what you fear you have become???

FUCK.

I need to stop indulging my imagination too much. I should’ve been content with writing long-ass comments but noooooo, my brain goes “you gotta draw it”. DAMMIT VOX, YOU AND YOUR DELICIOUS WRITINGS HHHHHH

So… usually I should’ve picked a favourite scene that is within my drawing capability, but I just… love all three chapters??? So I made a questionable time investment? I can’t stop??? Help???

This is probably the most ambitious fanart project I’ve ever done so far. Fair enough, considering I might combust if I keep these welled-up emotions inside from reading Vox’s Goyuu fics. Fuck.

Fic info:

Title: the way it follows you home, the stories i never told

Author: @voxofthevoid

Pairing: YuuGoGo. Future!Yuuji, Future!Gojou, Teen!Gojou

(idk why I laugh writing YuuGoGo. I’m beyond help)

Currently, it is 3 chapters out of 8. And it’s gonna be NSFW chapter 4 onwards, so don’t forget to read the tags first, folks!

The drawings are under Read More, because I have lots of thoughts surrounding each chapter and drawings. It’ll be hella long if I didn’t hide it here. It was a mess down there. A combination of hours before, during, and after I read said fic. I’d say good luck finding the art among the sea of jumbled words but… you’ll find them easily. Don’t worry about it haha

SPOILERS FOR ALL 3 CHAPTERS! I highly recommend reading those first before diving into these drawings!

Also for the comics, read from right to left please!

From here on, I will be referring to the Future!Gojou as Gojou and the teenage one as Satoru.

Overall, drawing all these is fun! Really fun! This project pushed me quite hard, forcing me to test my limit (because I rarely draw this much back to back). Since this is a combination of drawings and comics, the coloring style will not be consistent. In a way, I want to try some brushes I never get to use, as well as try out my new graphic tablet. Drawing these got me giggling because I was finally able to let loose during line art. It's much easier to do so, and sometimes I just get to reread the fic and giggle to myself for the nth time.

CHAPTER 1:

Whooo. Whooooooooo—

Ok, ok, the premise is just that good. It intrigued me, fascinated me, and I just… oomph. I cannot refuse a Time Travel Yuuji Sandwich. Sign me up.

Honestly, there are two scenes that are just… a bit too clear in my mind when reading this chapter. That would be the one I drew above, and the other is when Yaga called Gojou to come outside of the class. I love, loooove how Vox wrote Satoru’s POV. And when Yuuji fucking giggles?

I lost it.

Can you imagine, drawing Yuuji grins, with shiny stuff, maybe some sunlight, just purely happy and indulging Gojou?

Help me, for I am drowning in my love and adoration for Yuuji.

Page 2 is an experiment on using harsh black as shading (kind of?). I really enjoyed colouring Yuuji, and drawing those buffalo skulls! I wish I can grasp the concept of contrast a bit better tho :v

CHAPTER 2:

This is probably the only chapter where I picture still images instead of comic panels. A bit like those cool chapter covers in mangas. The one I really, really want to draw is the scene with Satoru on the table. Can’t pass the opportunity to highlight Satoru being a brat, albeit a really cool brat.

Cool idea drawing always proves to be a challenge, because of course my artistic skill just so happens to be below the requirement. Thank you, Sketchfab, for the chair and desk’s perspective otherwise I’m screwed lmao

The second scene that I want to draw the most is this:

Gojou is one step away from climbing Yuuji. Also, I have a bit of a problem picturing a man pouting that makes him look crazy instead, so please have Gojou pouting adorably instead. Because, as Yuuji said (with love), Gojou is (also) a brat.

This is possibly my favorite art in this project, after Yuuji's in Chapter 1 page 2. It's clean because I don't have to draw background, and I was having a fun time drawing Yuuji. And Gojou's squishy cheek as well.

Oh, actually, there is a “manga” scene in this chapter. It’s when Yuuji said, “I love Satoru.”

I just—

AAAAAHHHHH YUUJIIIIIII YOU AND VOX ARE GONNA BE THE DEATH OF ME. That secure relationship between Yuuji and Gojou? Satoru’s description of how Yuuji’s smile could blot out the sun??? Not me screaming 💀 I also see bits of hints of possible co-dependency, though I could be reading those wrong, but either way I’m good. Secure and possessive relationships are fun to consume hhhhhh

But yeah. There are too many wholesome Yuuji smiles in this fic, and I… I am not confident enough to draw genuine happiness. It’s too much for me ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

For this chapter, another reason why I chose these two scenes is just because I want to try and draw cover-worthy pictures of Yuuji and Satoru, and Yuuji and Gojou (cough)

CHAPTER 3:

We start the chapter with Nanamin. Ah, Nanamin. I forgot what his teen self looked like and was surprised to see his design again lmao

I want to draw Yuuji and Nanami scene because… I just want to, I guess. I have never drawn him before (Yaga as well) so that's an interesting challenge. I got two ideas on how I want to draw it. One is a bit painting-esque, and the other one is like another chapter cover. In the end, I chose the cover one because I want to emphasise the difference between teen!Nanami and the Nanami from Yuuji’s original timeline, and how the watch feels like a connection between the same (yet not) person. It’s a bittersweet feeling? In a way?

I’m not really good at explaining my intention ∠( ᐛ 」∠)＿

I love Yuuji’s answer to Nanami's question.

AND FINALLY.

A Yuuji SandwichTM scene.

And oh B O I do I love it. Have I told you I like every chapter? I probably have. But this one? Satoru’s curiosity, Yuuji’s on-brand self-deprecation, and Gojou come strolling down to show more of Yuuji to his mini-self. I want to draw this whole scene, from Gojou finding them, feeding Yuuji snacks, bitch-slapping Satoru into the backroom, to Yuuji growling. Them trying to hide a boner from Yuuji’s growl got me cackling so hard I LOVE IT 😭

I love it all. Please love Yuuji in my stead, Satoru and Satonyan :3

Oh! Also! 40-finger Yuuji sounds really, really cool! I’ll be happy with whatever Vox will give us in future chapters, but 40-finger Yuuji… possible scene with this timeline’s Sukuna… my god. The action! The drama! The bloodshed! One can only hope.

However, as much as I love that whole scene, it’s still too much for me :”) I’m still not yet confident in delivering the humour and action. Also my already-long drawing plan had my brain groaning in protest so I can’t push my luck :'D

When Gojou said "He looks sweet, but he's a bit of a beast", I kept picturing Yuuji staring innocently, but there was an edge to his look. As if the moment Satoru looks away, he will pounce. But in the end I just stick with innocent-looking Yuuji because I accidentally drew his eyes that way and I want to keep it in lol

Since Satoru points out how soft and cuddly Yuuji is, I also want to draw soft Yuuji :v

And the last one… is the last scene. For some reason, I read that both Gojou and Satoru share Yuuji’s lap and was having a frustrating yet fun time figuring out how it’s… physically possible, without having their butts on the ground because they both are not small at all. As I lined the art, I reread it again and… perhaps I read it wrong? Satoru is beside Yuuji, and not on his lap? So yeah, this one might be the least accurate, but hey, at least you can view it as a crack drawing or something :v

AAAANNNDDD I HAVE EXCEEDED TODAY’S BRAIN CAPACITY OF FORMING WORDS

Have I told you I love this fic?

…I probably have.

Have an amazing week (❁´▽`❁)*✲ﾟ*

[runawaydr3amerao3]

📚 Fic Recs: Orphaned Wincest works by 🍏🥧🚪 @goshen-applecrumbledore.

In the wake of the @idlingintheimpalapodcast interview with Roni @goshen-applecrumbledore that 🎙️came out last week, I wanted to make a rec post of their orphaned works on AO3. (And don't worry, if you listen to the episode, you'll hear they're chill about this.)

First of all, though, if Roni's pen name is new to you, do yourself a favour and open this in a tab for later, then come back:

Okay, done? Excellent. Now, these orphaned ones aren't new fics or even newly discovered, but I hardly ever hear them talked about outside of Discord servers, so I suspect they'll be new and exciting to somebody. In which case, happy thanksgivvo, mates!

All below fics are Wincest (Sam/Dean) and Explicit.

📖 Home Is Sam-shaped

Author's Tags: Season/Series 04, First Time, Pining, Dean POV, Case Fic

Words: ~16,000

Summary:

"It was great not thinking about our stupid thing for ten whole minutes," Dean said. "How many ten-minute intervals are there between now and when we die?" Sam was looking at his mouth, and now that he knew to look for it, he wondered how often he'd missed it before. "Depends on how soon I can put a bullet in my brain," Sam croaked.

Sequel:

📖 Born stupid

Author's Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Season/Series 05, Sam POV

Words: ~17,000

Summary:

“Are you mad ‘cause we’re gonna kill your worthless brother?” The demon grinned, his breath reeking of blood and death. “Word on the street is, you two been dippin’ the pen in the, uh, family ink.” Cold sweat bloomed on the back of Sam’s neck.

📖 I simply am not there

Author's Tags: Season/Series 06, Pining, Robo-Sam, no non-con, Dean POV

Words: ~17,500

Summary:

Talking to Sam without a soul felt like a fucked-up monkey paw wish: Sam knew his secret and he wasn’t mad about it, but he also didn’t care at all. It was like they were talking about Dean shrinking his shirt in the wash. Oh, you're a little in love with me? Maybe since always? That's cool, man, don't worry about it.

📖 Wednesdays on earth

Author's Tags: Ficlet Collection, Pre-Canon, Voyeurism, Season/Series 03, Episode: s03e11 Mystery Spot (Supernatural), Season/Series 04, POV Outsider, Implied future wincestiel pining, minor Ruby/Sam, Canonical Character Death, Season/Series 01, Suggested threesome - M/M/F, Getting Together

Words: ~20,600

Summary:

Ficlet collection. Two brothers steal propane, lie to each other in a time loop, vex angels, fuck about their feelings, fumble a threesome, and kiss for good luck.

There you have it. I put the squeeze on Roni but they would cop to no more orphans running around out there, so I think that might be it, y'all. If you haven't read them before, go! Enjoy! If you have read them before, you'll probably go and enjoy them again some time soon because you already know they're awesome. 😂

Thank you to the archive adventurers who first found these orphaned treasures for us all to enjoy, and thank you to Roni for leaving them there to be found. 🙏 We are lucky, lucky readers. 🥰

[hearts4golbach]

Light Shower. (Sal Fisher x Fem!Reader)

part 1

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"you are the light I've been searching for forever."

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at 4:11 a.m., I sat on my bed. the warm, early summer breeze blew in through my window. I had a dollar bill rolled up in one hand and a bag of pills in the other. I dumped one out, placing it gently onto my old math book. I crushed it up, being as quiet as possible not to wake up my parents. I formed the line with my id and snorted it with one quick motion. I tilted my head back and placed my finger over my nostril, sniffing the excess up. it felt like i had just got flipped upside down to give my brain a refresh. I felt the drugs start to kick in. I put the back back in the little rip in my pillow and took out my flip phone to text Larry and Sal.

"yoooooooooooo." I sent the group chat, I felt my body relax as it usually does after a long day and some coke. I knew I was an addict. but I was holding on by a string. Having a boyfriend that hits you constantly and forces you to fuck and having parents that are constantly fighting and should've broken up ages ago dont mix well.

6 months ago, my friend brought a small packet of coccaine to school, and it flipped my life upside down. I was addicted and ended up buying and selling my own. I was a goody two shoes, always had good grades, and would have a panic attack over a C or a B. but that completely changed.

My other friends boyfriend got my number and started hitting on me. he would tell me he only wanted me and not my friend. I gave in and helped him cheat on her. we met every day at the science hall to make out. he broke up with her, and we started dating a month later. he always begged to have sex with me, even after me telling him I wasn't ready. the first time I went over to his house for dinner, he raped me in his bed. and he hasn't stopped since. I've tried to break up with him multiple times, but he said he'd kill himself so I just gave up. I gave up trying to stop him. he began hitting me after the first time I tried to break up with him. there hasn't been a day since when I didn't have any bruises on my arms, legs, or torso.

"y r u up?" Larry texted back.

"the usual reason" I rolled onto my stomach. "u?"

"set my alarm wayyy to early 2day."

"damn. meet @ the treehouse?"

"omw"

"me 2?" sal finally responded.

"of course sally" I replied.

I slipped my converse on slipped out the door. me and sal met at the elevator. he lived in 402 while I lived in 404. we spent most of our free time together. sometimes with Larry, but you two also hung out alone. you guys found it comforting sitting on the roof of the apartments talking about the past and the future. Sal was your childhood best friend, until you had to move to new jersey and leave him behind. but your luck shone like a star the second you found out Sal was moving in right down the hall from you. your reunion was amazing, like rereading your favorite book and noticing all of the smaller details or like going on an intense roller coaster. I love him with all of my heart, and I knew he did too. he expressed it very frequently. Sal knew everything about my life down to the smallest details. yes, he knew about my boyfriend. and yes, he knew about my addiction. he knew more than anyone has ever known, and he just moved back 3 days ago. you two stayed in contact after you moved, going from writing letters once a week to staying up all night texting eachother. Sal was unlike any person you had ever known, and you loved him for that. I thought back to one of my favorite memories with him.

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flashback:

I pushed sally on the swing while his dad and my mom spoke.

"I think sal likes her." Henry smiled. "ever since they met, she's all he talks about."

my mom giggled. "Y/n aswell." she nudged Henry. "soulmates?" she asked.

"sure seems like it. she helped sal a lot, you know, meeting her when they were sharing a hospital room is no coincidence."

"nothings a coincidence." mom grinned. "when sal was put into the room, the first thing she said was 'poor boy, mommy! he can't die, his hair is too cool.' y/n cared so much about everyone else she didn't realize how close she was to death, too."

"do you remember them playing cards in the middle of the floor?"

mom pulled a Polaroid out of her wallet. "I remember every day."

Henry gently rubbed her back.

"Hey, sal?" I asked as he slid the key card for the basement into the slot.

"yeah?" his voice has a slight rasp, as he had just woke up 10 minutes ago.

"do you remember our week together at the hospital?"

"how could I forget?"

-

"what's your name?" 3 year old me asked the bluenette in the hospital bed across from me.

he gently sat down his juice. "sal, what's yours?" the one eye showing squinted, so I assumed he was smiling.

"Y/n!" I responded cheerfully. I glanced down at my tray. "want my jello? I'm not hungry."

he silently nodded. I brought the jello over and gave it to him. I jumped and sat with him in his bed. "so, sal. I'm bored."

"me too." he exhaled, forcing a small bite through his bandages.

"I have an idea!" I dug through my pocket and pulled out a thing of light pink nail polish. "we can paint eachothers nails!"

"isn't that a girls thing?"

"that doesn't matter, silly!" you scooted closer to him. "do you want yours done first?"

he nodded and gave me his left hand. I gently brushed on the polish. he looked at the bruises and deep cuts on my arms and face. "what happened?" he asked.

"a strange man hit me with his car. he broke my leg too. I had to wobble over here." I giggled. I pointed down at my leg. "why are you here?"

"I got attacked by a doggie. the doggie killed my mommy." tears filled his only visible eye. I finished his pinky nail and pulled the blue boy in for a tight hug.

-

"yo, Y/n! you must be on some hard-core shit, I can see it on your face!" Larry laughed a little too loud.

"shut the fuck up, lanky bitch." I threw a pebble off the floor at him.

"you're on something?" sal questioned me.

"it was a long day." I giggled lightly, throwing another pebble at Larry after he threw the other one back. I flipped him off and leaned my head back on the bean bag, realizing the sun was just starting to rise.

"Shawn came over today." Larry didn't know he was abusive, all he knew was that he was a massive, super mega piece of shit. Larry and Sal groaned collectively, which made you laugh. "I know, right?"

"why don't you just dump him?" Larry sighed.

sal and I glared at eachother. we both knew it was because he would hurt me or someone else. bad. I shrugged. "I love him." I didn't.

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this fanfiction is inspired by Light Shower by Melanie Martinez. I DO NOT OWN THE SONG!

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

On the topic of Nagito resenting Izuru, I actually think it could go beyond that. Something that I'm not totally convinced about is none of Class 77 having any hard feelings towards Hajime. While them loving him inside the simulation makes perfect sense, would that really carry over smoothly once they were back out? Because his actions led to both them being brainwashed and for their deprogramming session being sabotaged in the first place. And to add insult to injury, he can take some solace in feeling less "tainted" than they are. Izuru had more autonomy and self-control during the Tragedy, while they were reduced to vicious idiots acting on whatever violent impulse came to them. Like with Sonia, she has to live with being known to the world as the tyrant queen who brought her homeland to ruin (though I personally like to headcanon that Novoselic is recovering). Meanwhile for the few people who are aware of a 15th Remnant, Hajime is "that one other dude with the long hair that we're not even sure killed that many people". I mean if I came out of the NWP with all that mental (and possibly physical) baggage, and the dude in our group who was most responsible for the rest of us becoming so fucked up was conversely the least guilty of us AND got handed a thousand super-talents...well I think I'd be a wee bit resentful and jealous. And going back to Nagito, it also seems a bit unrealistic to me that in most fanfics there doesn't seem to be any resistance from him to accepting medical aid from Hajime. Or dismay at discovering it was done while he was in a coma. Because on top of him probably not feeling like he'd want to prolong his life, accepting that kind of aid from the former Izuru would probably feel kind of infantilizing to be honest. Dude gets handed everything you ever wanted including a better version of your luck, he betrays Hope's Peak because he's bored, does absolutely nothing while someone dear to you is murdered and you and your classmates get brainwashed, sets things up so that your attempted suicide will actually result in you getting possessed by your nemesis...and now you're just meant to let him assert the power of a doctor over you and welcome him as your savior? I just think there'd probably need to be a moment where Nagito is convinced to accept treatment, rather than it being done to him without his consent. Make him feel assured that he has agency and control over his own body, and that continuing to live was his own choice. Because otherwise I think it could get really nasty. " I don't care that you're the most talented man alive. Even if I'd wanted to live, you, of all people on this planet, YOU are the last human being on Earth that I would want help from."

Ooo this be a spicy take! But some very good points! First off, sorry for taking so long to reply to this question it just this got me back into my Dangan theorist mode, and I wanted to replay all of Chapter 0/6 as well as read a summary of Zero in order to re-examine how the game and novel present Izuru Kamukura.

I’ll try my best not to derail this because Izuru’s whole existence and backstory is just…..such a brain worm for me that I can speculate on for hours. There’s just so much we don’t truly know if we’re basing this solely on the games (which I usually prefer to do seeing as the anime is filled with contradictions). But, doing so would mean having to excuse his involvement (or lack of) in preventing Chiaki’s murder and class 77’s brainwashing since there’s nothing within the games that indicates such things happening since even within game it flat out states Junko manipulated her high power connections (ie: the Ultimates), one by one and not in a batch.

She really only used video footage of explicit killing to manipulate the Reserve Course into rioting (Dr0), the rest of the world into more despair (Dr1) and as a way to taunt the Future Foundation (SDR2). Hell, technically, there is no proof that Chiaki actually existed in real life if we’re going only by the games too. That was something canonized by the anime.

Well okay. There may be ONE thing in the second game that can potentially confirm Chiaki’s existence in the real world and that’s her presence being listed in the book Nagito got with everyone's info. However, this was given to him by Monokuma and Nagito did destroy any of the information regarding his classmates time in and out of  school that could have very well revealed that Chiaki wasn’t ever there—but I digress and this aint about Chiaki rn this is about Izuru.

What we do know of him through the game is that he sees himself as being used by Junko and thus brought in a flash drive with her AI to insert into the Neo World Program as a virus so he could use her instead. This feels contradictory though, if the end result would be Junko taking over all their bodies. You can’t even argue that he did it so Hajime could override his present self and come back because that would have happened regardless (that was literally what was SUPPOSED to happen). So then why bring Junko back? How was he using her in that regard? Well, the only thing I can think of is that he pretty much already knew how it was all going to end, and that creating a killing game was the only way to ensure everyone stayed alive whilst retaining their old memories thus decreasing the chance of them falling back into Ultimate Despair when re-awakened and in a way saying “fuck you” to Junko’s despair and destroying the last remnants of her both in name and digitally.

Cool beans. He still lied to them all though. Junko states that each of them willingly went into the program knowing well that her virus was going to force them into a killing game to cause despair. Izuru, though, didn’t tell them his whole plan or how it was truly going to end, otherwise no one would have joined. And that’s not necessarily bad–he was doing it for their own good! Except, well, there’s not conclusive proof that he did so for their sake (and since we don’t know if Chiaki existed irl we don’t know if he did this for her). Also given how indifferent he is in-game, the fact that his surgery left him emotionally distant, and his lack of connection with class 77, well it’d be easier to believe that Izuru did this all purely out of self interest in a way to get “revenge” at Junko and perhaps alleviate his boredom.

Now, present Hajime WOULD have an emotional investment in class 77 and it’s that reason he sticks around to help them recover. But, honestly, I agree that the ex-remnants would take some time to come around to fully trusting him again because remember: they ARE still recovering from despair. It would not be surprising if their residual remnant emotions feel betrayed by him for lying to them and essentially killing off Junko for good. Add in their in-game memories conflicting with their past memories every time they see Hajime and he’s not quite the same Hajime they befriended thus reminding them that he’s also  that guy who just randomly showed up one day then manipulated them into a scheme for seemingly his own self interest, yeeeah it might take them a while before being buddy buddy with him.

Though they will eventually, but let’s focus on Nagito for a bit because he’d be the absolute last person to come around in fully trusting Hajime/Izuru. Because you see, while it was stated that the remnants agreed to be part of the killing game, we know for a fact that not ALL of them did so. And we know this because of chapter 0. In it, we see Nagito meeting Izuru for the first time (as Nagito literally says he’s never seen Izuru before), thus Izuru has not been in contact with Nagito to inform him of the plan (which actually brings into question WHY Nagito is even there/agreed to re-programming but that’s a theory for another day). We also see Nagito being very confused about Izuru’s talking about his flash drive with Junko’s AI in it. And, although he doesn’t fully understand what Izuru is planning, what he takes from it is that he’ll be able to see Junko again and get the chance of killing her himself. Izuru does not correct him or inform him of anything else. Meaning, Nagito knows absolutely nothing of the killing game he unknowingly signed up for nor of the possibility of his body being taken over by Junko.

In other words: NAGITO DID NOT CONSENT TO THIS AT ALL.

Unlike his classmates who can forgive Hajime’s actions as Izuru because yeah technically they DID agree to it, Nagito was not even informed much less had the option to say yes. You can argue that Izuru did so intentionally knowing that Nagito’s strange half-remnant state and intense resentment towards despair and Junko would have made him too much of a risk to the plan that is was better to leave him in the dark, but it still doesn’t change the fact that Nagito didn’t get a choice. Add in our previous discussion of why Nagito would be resentful towards Izuru because of all his gifted talents along with this and I’d say yeah, Nagito wouldn’t be all that welcoming toward accepting Hajime’s help post game.

This doesn’t even add in your note on pro-longing his life without his input or anything from the anime, so if Chiaki’s death was actually used as a trigger for class 77 and Izuru could have done something about it–YEAH that’s going to make the resentment exponentially worse.

So your last tidbit of Nagito getting a chance to decide something for himself just hits so strongly given he never got the chance to do so before. It’s the least he deserves now.

[foggyparadisecandy]

21 Thoughts

21 is a pretty special number (at least here in the USA).

And since today is June 21st, it seems like a golden opportunity to celebrate with 21 thoughts and ideas designed to make your life better.

Consider it my gift to you. 💗

(I've shared some of these before in different ways)

Learn to be your own best friend. When you start to beat yourself up or feel upset or angry, ask yourself how would you treat your best friend? What would you do and say to comfort them when they are going through a tough spot? Do that for yourself.

Be kind and compassionate to yourself. You are human. You will make mistakes. You will be mean sometimes and regret it. You will be neglectful. It's ok. Be your best friend and treat yourself with kindness and compassion.

Forgive yourself. Same as above. You aren't going to be perfect so when you stumble, pick yourself back up. You can't live in past mistakes without sacrificing your future. Learn from the past but don't let it hold you back.

Forgive others. Other people will mess up too. Sometimes they will hurt you so much you feel overwhelming sadness or anger or fear. It'll be ok. They might be having a bad day. They might be having a bad life. Whatever it is, it has nothing to do with who you are. Forgive them and let go of the negative emotions.

Learn from your mistakes. Yes, forgive. Of course, forgive yourself. But also: learn. Do better next time. Do your best. That's all you can do. You will still make mistakes. It's ok.

Do your best. It might be silly but it's a hypno truism that if you want a subject to fail, tell them to try. So ... don't "try". Do. And when you do, do your best. Because then, even if you fail, you will feel proud and good. And you will learn and grow. It's so important.

Love yourself. You are the only one you will be with for 100% of your life. So be your best friend and your biggest supporter. Love yourself unconditionally. Don't judge yourself. Others will do that. And, btw, fuck them for judging you. You love you.

Love others ... but don't lose yourself. Love yourself first. Hold fast to your dreams, your plans, your identity. It will make loving others easier because you will be in balance with them as you are with yourself.

Find your balance. Meditate. Fill your life. Make it full of things you love and enjoy. Remember your place in the universe is to be happy with your life. Make choices that support that.

Dream big. Don't settle for less. And don't settle for living someone else's dream. Yeah, sometimes we have to make short-term decisions to get by. And that's ok. You might have to put your dreams in your back pocket while you are focused on survival. But keep them in that pocket and, every once in awhile, take them out and cherish them.

Dream bigger. You have so much potential. I don't care what your mind tells you to frighten you off, to keep you down. I don't care what those voices of all the haters and jerks have said. You are destined for great things. Nothing will stand in your way when you put your mind to it.

Find people who love you and support you and don't let them go. This one can be hard. Especially as people get older and life pulls us all in so many directions. I get it. Just do your best to keep special people in your life. They are hard to find.

Keep a gratitude journal. Not a journal of the good things that happen to you, but rather good things you do for others. Make a record of your good deeds. Because the good things that happen? Your mind can write them off as "luck" but the good things that you do? You did those! You are a good person! You make others happy.

Review your gratitude journal. Flip through old entries - it's great to have a physcial book for this because of the tactile sensation is hard-coded into our brain to create certain results. When you are having a hard day, or hard week, pick that bad boy up and flip through it and remember: you are a good person and you do good things.

Reconnect with old friends, make new friends, build a support network. Humans thrive on connections. We all need them. So many people are lonely these days - often it just takes being a friend to make a friend. Share your life with others and learn from others.

Don't take shit from anyone. Not everyone will have your back. Life is short. Surround yourself with people who are going to be in it with you through thick and thin. Surround yourself with good people. You will rise to the level of your peer group. If your peer group is un-ambitious, you might want to ask yourself if you are dreaming big enough.

Save for a rainy day. I know for many this is an impossible task. Make it possible to the best of your ability. Save $5 here. $5 there. Learn about compound interest and how it grows over time. Rich people aren't rich because of how much money they earn at their jobs. They are rich because of how much they save. I know this is a hot subject for some but it's true all the same. I know it's hard. Do your best.

Travel when you can. See the world. Learn history. Learn art. Go to museums. Go to national monuments. Go to international monuments. Live life and experience the richness as much as you can. Even if all you can afford is a trip to a local wildlife park. Do what you can, when you can.

Read. Read. Read. We expand our worldviews through travel, doing things, and reading. Travel and doing things can be expensive. Reading is cheap and can be done anywhere. There are millions of books and authors out there. Find a genre you enjoy and read. Open up your world.

Learn to tell stories. Go bold, exaggerate a bit, watch how people respond, refine your stories, keep people's attention, make them laugh, make them cry, make them sigh. Learn to tell stories well. People love stories. People love storytellers. There's no trick to this. Read stories and see which ones captivate you. Watch videos of people telling stories about anything really and figure out how they keep you fascinated. You can do this. You have a lot to share. The world is waiting to hear it.

Remember I love you. I wrote this out of love for you. No matter what happens in life, open yourself up to random weirdos loving you. You never know what kindnesses you will find out there. (Just don't get in their van, and don't accept drinks from strangers! lol)

That's 21 things. I hope you have a golden day.

[erikamaybe]

Welcome to Hellhound Farms!

Welcome to Hellhound Farms! We hope you enjoy the tour!

We are now entering our Hucow dairy facility. These lovely ladies spend up to 18 hours a day in the mind erasing bliss of being milked! To maintain output they do need to be bred regularly. If you're interested in helping with breeding duties feel free to stay and you can continue with a later tour. If you're more interested in feeding than breeding, they could always use some extra protein. Simply step around to the other side of the railing and give a gal a little tickle under the chin, she'll open wide and be ready for for you to use her throat for as long as you like. There's not a thought in those pretty heads, they don't really need THAT much oxygen anymore.

Moving on, looks like it's time to sheer the sheepgirls! It looks like they're a bit shy today, it's been a while since they've felt this... exposed... But don't worry, these soft little sluts love to show off, so be sure to give them lots of encouragement. Just head on over and give squeeze or a spank or whisper the most obscene thing you can think of in her ear! If she blushes keep going, if she slaps you that just means she's already wet and ready to get railed. It's ok to get a little rough with them, our livestock are studier than they look. Well look at that! With the sheep in for sheering, our hard working dogs have some free time on their hands. Sure, they might look dominant bullying the sheep, but a few head pats and a good girl, and our dogs with be rolling over in a flash to show you their soft bellies and needy holes. Please show them that their hard work is appreciated! Up next, the harpy coop!

Wasn't the Harpy coop amazing? Those girls can push out a dozen eggs every couple days! Now you may have noticed that most of our laborers are centaurs. It's just sooooo convenient to have the height and strength of a horse, and a brain that actually works! Plus, it takes some good old fashioned horse cock to leave some of our gals feeling properly bred. We also have a thriving colony of semi-feral catbois and girls here on the farm to keep assorted vermin and nuisances in check. Some of them are very friendly, but they all might bite or scratch with out warning, so make sure you have a good hold on the scruff before you mount one! We are now approaching the end of the livestock portion of our tour. If you would like to become livestock, you're in luck! We're always accepting applications to abandon the life you knew to live here on the farm. If you want to become one of our centaur laborers we offer short term, long term, and lifetime contracts. And if you'd like to take some livestock home, we hold auctions every Sunday! Whether you're looking for a fresh faced filly, some mommy milkers, or a proven breeding bitch in her prime, we have a wide variety of offerings every week. Be sure to come early for the Meet'n'Greet'n'Fuck brunch before the auction starts.

Moving forward we're approach what put Hellhound Farms on the map, our Living Latex trees! Our unique Living Latex is perfect for so many applications. No drone suit is more comfortable and permanent. Just add a helmet and you're set! Tired of being made of meat? Frail, fallible, delicious meat? Our expert dollmeisters and toy sculptors are standing by to give you the Big Dip and give you the Ultimate makeover! You can become the slutty fuck doll you always knew you were today. We also offer inflatable and onahole options. And once we're done, it's off to the showroom to wait for your future owner to buy you. Or, you can be your own toy and work off you debt as a public use plaything at one of our Hellhound Farms amusement parks or one of our stand alone Latex Love stress relief booths around the world! If you're interested in the classic silicone bimbo look our teams of jab masters are ready to plumpen lips, pump up tits, and thiccen that ass with our silicone alternative Living Latex injections. It's safe, it's soft, it wobbles like jello when you slap it. Whether you want to augment your assets or leave humanity behind, Hellhound Farms has what you need!

And Hellhound Farms needs YOU! Today! No application will be refused! Can't make up your mind? Headmates disagreeing on what to become? Good news! We have timeshare and multi-platform options on all our contracts. What's an extra decade of servitude if you're doing what you love?

[boxwinebaddie]

hai uncle nina i feel the need to tell u this bc i involved u by sending that vent post, so hi its the same anon who asked ab my ex and i just sat down to take my apush exam, and the paper next to me has her name on it �� literally fuck everything oh my god 4 hour test and shes gonna be right next to me😭 ALSO? my friend sent me her story yesterday where she posted herself to GOOD LUCK BABE BY CHAPPELL ROAN😭😭 if u listen to it omfg youll see why that is SO WRONG OF HER😭 the AUDACITY.

hi there, nonnie! and no, thank you so much for keeping me in the loop with how your life is going! <3 i love hearing from y'all ccc'':

tbh, i wanted to answer your message -- mostly because i'm concerned about you, dearling -- but also to help break up all weird, deranged ooc posts i've been making on my blog as of late in lieu of completing actual asks. i'm trying to tell myself that it's...normal...to make ooc posts on your own...blog, but my brain is fighting it, lmao.

i also feel bad that a lot of the vent posts i receive/advice that's asked of me often times goes unanswered, so i just want to let you know that if you need any support, please feel free to ask again. i know i'm taking a break, but even so, i want you to have a safe place to land. <3

( my protective uncle older sister response down below >>> )

--- which is not to say i give sound advice because i wish i could think more of to say to you, darling, then UUUUUUUGH :( but truly! how annoying! and distracting! plus if i'm not mistaken based on the ap testing at my school rn, you're placed by last name, yes? or at least, i hope so, and hopefully did not torturously choose a spot next to you.

*squints menacingly at your ex for emotionally compromising ur test space and therefore impacting your ability to preform on ur test*

also as a gay girl...yes i am all too familiar with our lord and savior queen chappell roan ( also that anon that said i sound like super graphic ultra model girl...you are so right, wow ) and have been listening to her music nonstop, specifically good luck babe! ( yall are so lucky idk how to make it relevant to ravesey, you got spared ) but uhhh that's very foul and ironic considering what she did to YOU!

ew...trust me baby. karma will get her, i promise. stay strong, she can keep embarassing herself. i hope your test is going/goes well. make sure to take breaks, drink lots of water and from your favorite style teacher girlie, the grades that you get in school are in no way an indication of how smart you are. i am actually ( the smartest person ever, tyvm ) and i think you're brilliant. also, some nina lore: i got a three on my apush exam, i dropped out of ap gov ( oof ), but i got two fives on my lit and lang exams! <333 english nina riiiise haha.

head up, baby! let me know how it went.

also, irrelevant ig, mostly for me, but thank you for sticking around? perhaps it's my anxiety but i'm feeling very...annoying lately. i fear i looked too pretty recently and its god trying to humble me. it is only working slightly, i fear, and has only made my Future power stronger.

i'm sending it to you, darling.

*ravenstan vc* besitos bebe <3

-uncle nina, who is very proud of you <333

[danganronpasurvivoraskblog]

Ungrateful.

Rgh...

*Outside the lab, Byakuya looks over a long list, and takes a marker to cross yet another one off. 

The drill didn’t work, the charges didn’t work...we can’t even hack the god damn system.

On the bright side, I think we’re starting to put some dents in the door...

Even if we are, we don’t have enough charges to spare.

Then we’ll just make more...You did say Kaede was a top priority, right?

I did say that Shuichi, but be realistic. It’s true that we could make more bombs, but like Makoto said, we’ve only left a slight dent in the doors.

And we’ve fired off...what...16 of those charges already? There’s gotta be a more efficient and realistic way.

Grrgh...

...Easy Shuichi. You know she’s right.

I know...

Ey Boss. I’m back.

Kuripa...!

*Kuripa strides up to the rest of the group, accompanied by Rantaro.

How did things go?

Where have you been?

At the other entrance. Wouldn’t be a lot of good if Future Foundation just prioritized the one, is it?

Have you had any luck using the resources to open it?

Yes, we’ve got it open, as you can clearly tell from the excitement on my face.

No need for sarcasm kid. What happened?

Well, drill’s fucked, bomb’s are fucked, clamp is fucked...and everyone’s fucking exhausted. End of story.

Seriously though, all the men you left the three of us with are bloody knackered. They’ve been running back and forth, setting up this and that, and even now, Munakata’s got them working on the laser.

Laser!? I didn’t know we had a laser!?

We didn’t...until now. Courtesy of Miu Iruma. That girl might not be dainty, but she gets the job done when it counts.

In fact, she’s actually started work on another project should this one fails. I think she called it...an Electrohammer or something?

Miu’s remaking the Electrohammers!?

What exactly are they?

Tools she invented to help us combat the Death Road. One swing shuts down any Monokuma/Zetsubou related technology, including the Exisal’s.

Which means if the lab uses the same technology as Zetsubou tends to use, it could work!

Oh! Uh...Yeah...about that...

Huh? What’s up 404?

Kuripa and I did our own little investigation into the lab, and tried to figure out a few things...how old it is, when it was built, who built it...etc...

We discovered two things because of it.

And those are...what exactly?

For one thing...we’ve figured out exactly why our attempts at communication and hacking haven’t been able to get through to the lab.

Isn’t it because of the AI put in place?

Well, yes, it is...but there’s more to it than we thought.

I realized that if we were going to have any chance at countering it, I’d have to strike at the AI directly...but that’s when I noticed something.

...What?

When I tried hacking into the AI system...it seemed to actively try and avoid my attempts.

And not in any set pattern either. Like, it saw what I was doing, and did anything it could to shut me down while keeping the door’s closed.

One AI program is capable of doing all of that? How?

Well, we came to a conclusion...We’re not just dealing with any sort of AI.

That lab is being protected...by an Alter Ego.

An Alter Ego!?

Uh...Isn’t that that computer version of Mr Fujisaki? Or are you guys talking about something else?

It’s the term we use to refer to strong AI that can think and act like humans. Chihiro’s Alter Ego is one, but so are Chiaki and Sora

So...the AI protecting the lab is strong AND conscious...

Could it be Junko Enoshima’s AI?

No, I doubt it. This is the only notable institute for miles away.

Junko Enoshima’s AI has to be within relatively close proximity to Yukari Koime. If she’s not, they risk mentally, and LITERALLY in the AI’s case, shutting down.

That Koime’s got one hell of a condition.

I have no sympathy for her...That whore murdered Mukuro...

To be honest...the thought of her brain shutting down...her eyes rolling back in her head...blood pouring from the orifices...It’s what helps me sleep at night...

Uuuh...!

Kuripa! Snap out of it, you’re being creepy again!

Oh, sorry!

Gah...Back to the point...If it’s not Junko Enoshima, who could it be? Mikado Sannoji?

Not impossible. Zetsubou have had more than enough time to resuscitate his AI.

I don’t think so. I think he’s still long gone.

Why is that?

Believe me, I sat through a whole Killing Game with the guy. Mikado’s too boastful.

Though he pleads otherwise, he’s an attention seeker and nothing else. He would want us to KNOW he’s responsible for screwing us over.

So, considering he’s yet to rear his ugly head, I don’t think it’s him.

YoYo has a point...I can’t deny that logic...

Well...there is one other possibility. You know what I refer to...right Setsuka?

Huh?

*Everyone looks at Ando.

I’m not the only thing that went missing from the Kisaragi Foundation, right?

You weren’t...but I was under the impression it wasn’t finished...

It wasn’t...but if Zetsubou are capable of recreating the AI’s of Mikado Sannoji and Junko Enoshima, it’s highly possible they finished it...AND added their own personal touch too.

...

I think I know what the two of you refer to, but there will be more time to discuss that later.

You said you uncovered something else, right? What is it?

Oh, well, pay close attention Bosswife. THIS is really gonna blow your mind.

Kaito...Just now you said if the lab uses the same technology as Zetsubou tends to use, the Electrohammers and Electro-bombs could be used to open the lab up, right?

Yeah.

Well, there’s the problem.

What? What are you talking about.

This lab...it’s NOT Zetsubou’s...

What!?

Wh-What do you mean by that?

You know how we were wondering how it was possible that Zetsubou was able to gain this many materials within such a short space of time?

The actual reason is that they didn’t. SOMEONE ELSE made this lab, and Zetsubou just took it over.

But...Who? In order to make a lab with this much in-built tech, and on this big a scale, you’d have to have power and money equal to that of an institute like the Future Foundation or Kisaragi Foundation.

Who could be powerful enough to get this many resources?

...No idea.

You don’t!?

Nope. Rantaro and I came to another conclusion though. Zetsubou didn’t wipe out whoever owned this lab before they took it over. Apparently, it’s been abandoned for a long time.

With all the resources they put into this place, it’s amazing they just...left it. Are you sure you’ve got your facts right?

Even if you don’t trust my calculations, trust his. We were actually able to determine a near exact year date of when this place was built.

We determined that this place finished construction in early 2011.

So it’s been around for well over 10 years.

2011...That’s the year the Jabberwock Island Killing Game happened...You think it could be related?

Maybe it’s base of the Remnants? It’s not like we could expect any of them to remember.

I may be able to ask. I’ve caught word that the Ultimate Imposter will be returning to the Tower in the next few days. We can relay his information through our agents still over there, assuming he doesn’t come directly here.

Good. At least we got some new information...Even if it’s not much, we can base theories off of that.

Does it really matter? Knowing when this lab was built, who built it and how it’s being manned by an AI...None of it is gonna help get it open!

Easy Shuichi. We’ve only JUST  received this info. There’s no way we can say that for sure.

Rantaro. Can I trust you to relay this information to Kaede inside?

Sure, I’ll get in contact with her ASAP. Anything else?

...

Yes...Kuripa. Return to the other door and tell the soldiers to return to camp and set up for the night. We’ll do the same here.

Set up!? B-But we’re not finished! I thought you said they were busy manning the laser!?

He ALSO said the soldiers were exhausted. They can’t keep going like this Shuichi.

Rantaro will contact Kaede, and we’ll put the process on hold for now. We won’t be getting into the lab at all if our men collapse. Besides, it’s getting late, so we should all turn in for the night.

...

You’re useless...!

Wh-what did you just say...!?

YOU’RE USELESS!

*SHOVE!*

UGH!

YOU’RE ALL USELESS!

H-Hey! SHUICHI!?

*Shuichi shoves past Kyoko and storms off into the trees, his expression thoroughly livid.

Y-You alright Kyoko!?

I’m...fine...It was only a little push.

What the hell is he thinking!? How dare he do that! I don’t care if he IS supposed to be my superior, I can’t let that stand!

Me neither...Hey, Shuichi! Get back here!

...

*Shuichi ignores Makoto completely, and disappears into the darkness of the trees.

God dammit...! SHUICHI!

Hey! Wait!

*Kaito and Maki chase after him.

...

*Kuripa glares after them, a dark and cunning expression on his face.

[malicedragoness]

15 Lines Game

Rules: Share 15 or fewer lines of dialogue from an OC, ideally lines that capture their character/personality/vibe. Bonus points for just using the dialogue without other details about the scene, but you’re free to include those as well.

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Im so behind on tag games. I had a super busy week at work. And as soon as I got home I would eat and then pass out. I’ll do one of these for Atten and Adrienne in the future. Maybe split the 15 lines for them.

Tagged by: @bihanspookies 💙😁

CORI

1. “That’s not what I meant. I meant at the cost of my own health.”

2. “Me? A housewife? Do you really see me locked up in some house like a caged canary, unable to leave?”

3. “I took a gamble on what kind of man you are. And I’m really good at gambling.”

4. “Atten, you dumb whore!”

5. “I’ve been able to break out of jail and two prisons. I’m sure I can manage to slip away from one man.”

6. “Well, good luck trying to keep me here! Because I’m a crazy bitch!”

7. “Ugh! I’m never getting married again.”

8. “So… I never said I had money to pay for this dinner. I just suggested we come here to eat…”

9. “Listen, you’re extremely handsome. But I’m not letting you walk away with this relic. So if you want it, you’re gonna have to take it from me.”

10. “Plans will never go off without a hitch. However, I didn’t think it would get fucked up this quickly!”

11. “I know when I’m outmatched, Umagdi. I have no hope in defeating you. However, he might pose a challenge for you.”

12. “I love cracking open safes! You never know what’s inside. Is it jewels? A pile of coin? Nothing at all? It’s exciting!”

13. “They annulled the marriage on the basis that I’m unable to bear children. They made it seem like it’s all my fault our marriage fell apart!”

14. “Atten, she carved your initials into her arm with a bobby pin! What do you mean she’s not crazy?”

15. “The next thing you know, they’re knocking up the fucking barmaid, whose tits are bigger than her brains!”

[felinalain]

(keep reading link just doesn't work for me, so copy pasting the rest here.)

[Audio begins]

“It took a few minutes to get everybody into their coats. It’s a little chilly out, but nice. Some guy driving by saw us, came and asked me what was going on. I told him, you know. I was waiting for their parents.”

[Deep inhale.]

“He, um, just left. Then he came back with like 10 pizzas and just- like four bags of candy. I guess the pizza place run by that couple up the road is open and just- giving pizza to whoever comes in. I think maybe he just stole the candy but… well, I tried to thank him and told him he should take a pizza but he just left. Didn’t even get back in his car, just walked away.”

“This is so much pizza, but I can’t- well. It’s enough for everybody to have as much pizza and candy as they can eat. I don’t want them to have too much, they- I don’t want to be sick when they-”

[Crying.]

[Audio ends]

[Audio begins]

[Loud shrieking.]

“So, I gave everybody pizza and candy and set them loose on the art room. Fuck it.”

[Audio ends.]

[Audio begins.]

“Um, it’s… uh, late afternoon, now. It’s gotten real dark out. I can’t- I can’t make myself go look, I don’t want to see, I don’t want to know when it’s going to happen. They’re all taking naps, now. With any luck, when it hits, they’ll still be asleep.”

[Sniff.]

“I can’t believe nobody else came. These are good kids. They- they deserved better than what I could give them.”

[Sniff.]

“I- if someone finds this. I guess… there’s art on the walls. Glitter absolutely everywhere. I guess… I mean. Now I don’t have to clean up, I guess.”

[Bitter laugh.]

“They had a good day. We had a skinned knee when we were outside earlier, but other than that they had a good day. There’s art everywhere, art they made. Lot of people in capes, I guess they had superheroes on the brain. I see Titanium Man and- uh, the Lipstick Sisters, and the brain guy, but there’s more.”

[Sniff.]

“Um, I can’t get the tv or radio to work, and I’m not putting the battery in my cell phone, so I’m just- I’m just gonna lay down in there and stay with them. Until the end. But um. If you find this, I did my best, and they had a good day, and with any luck they never knew what happened.”

[Sobbing.]

[Audio ends.]

[Audio begins.]

[Radio static, then news anchor speaks.]

“…we’re having trouble getting a good angle, but it looks like masked superheroes destroyed the meteor just before it could enter Earth’s atmosphere. Some of the debris has caused minor damage, and there are some major antennas down, but it seems that Earth has been saved.”

[Radio clicks off.]

[Sniff.]

“You’ll never guess who just showed up to pick up their kids.”

[Audio ends.]

[Audio begins.]

“I’m glad I had all that extra pizza, after all, because I guess they haven’t really eaten today. Most of the kids are still asleep, which is good, because I keep crying.“

[Sniff.]

“Bee Tee Dubs, the Lipstick Sisters? They are not sisters and apparently I’ve been watching their triplets for the last year.”

[Audio ends.]

[Audio begins.]

“This is Titanium Man. It is November 29th, and it’s been six weeks since the events documented on this recording. Addie is hesitant to delete the recording, because she feels it’s a historical record, but she also doesn’t want to hang onto it. She’s afraid she’s said too much, that our identities might be revealed just by figuring out who she is and where she worked. So I’m going to be giving this to my friend who can send it to a museum in the future, where our identities don’t matter anymore, and they can preserve this record.”

[Long, easy breath.]

“I wanted to add something of a post script. Addie’s been watching our kids at a more secure facility, with better tech for communications. She won’t have to deal with a blackout like that ever again. She’s doing a great job with the kids. She’s been helping us find a few more people to help out, so she can take a break when she needs to.”

[Clears throat.]

“I can’t tell you how horrifying it was. To be working so hard and not knowing if our kids were safe. Were they scared? Were they alone? We were dealing with trying to save everybody and not knowing what was happening to our kids. To come home and find them gently asleep, having had a really fun day, was beyond our wildest hopes.”

[Shaky breath.]

“They probably won’t even remember this, most of them are too young. Maybe you’re listening to it right now, and having a few faint memories, but.. She made sure you had a great day, and that you were happy and had fun, and she did it while being scared out of her mind, mourning herself and you and everybody, and I don’t think I know anybody braver. That’s what I wanted to say.”

[Audio ends.]

You’re a daycare worker, watching over toddlers, when the imminent end of the world is announced. It becomes increasingly clear none of the kids’ parents are going to show up as the end inches nearer.

[tignya]

Pictures of my cat because I can't sleep and I miss her(will be seeing her Friday) and my grandma(just died Saturday) a lot a lot

Below is venting

My brain is fucked. I have a test in the morning, can someone hit my head over with a bat so I can fucking sleep. I'd be off my phone trying to sleep but all I can think of is my grandma. She won't see me get my bachelor's, she won't see my sister's future kids, no more zoo trips, no more listening to her watch mass on Sunday mornings. I always told her she needed to get hearing aids as we all had to shout for her to hear us, I can't believe I'll miss shouting in frustration after repeating myself 3 times. I'm just glad I gotta keep my promise. She didn't want me to bring Florence to the rehab(pt rehab not drug rehab) where she was healing as last time she was at a different rehab center all Florence did was hide under the bed. I even asked the front desk 4 days before she died what the policy on bringing in pets was. All I'd need to do is bring in her vaccination records.

I even took a picture of Florence right before heading up to the hospital to say our goodbyes. She wasn't conscious, and we all knew she wouldn't wake back up. But I still took the picture in case she did.

I was very distraught at the end, it's the first time I cried tears that weren't from a meltdown in fucking goodness knows how long. I wish I called her more often when she was at rehab, more time before the end and all that.

I know it was more for me than anything else at this point, but I did let them see each other one last time before they pulled the plug. She was unconscious and probably brain dead and Florence is a cat, but the doctors let me bring her to the hospital so they could see each other. My sister's husband took me to get her at first because i don't have a working car currently, but shit was going bad so we had to go back. My dad eventually let me borrow his car so if I missed it, no one else would miss it too. I was speeding so fast down that highway, each message on my phone made me freak out thinking it was my dad telling me I was too late.

But I got her back in time. The head nurse said "are you trying to get me fired?" when she saw my holding Florence with her leash on. Not even in the carrier, not enough time. But we went up, I wrapped Florence in a towel so it looked like I was holding a baby, and they got to see each other one last time. I'll never forget how Florence actually stayed on grandma's lap, she didn't even try to run anywhere. She was terrified of all the people, but I think in some animalistic cat way, she did know that grandma was dying very very soon. I'm so happy the doctors broke this rule for me.

On another note. I fucking hate ESA's and how people think they're the same as service animals(they're NOT) but despite my hatred, I'm gonna actually turn Florence into an ESA so I can bring her into the dorm. I was literally with her all weekend and even on Monday, but I really need her 24/7 right now. I wish I could put all my college classes on hold and just stay home and grieve.

Wish me luck on my general ecology test I didn't study for in the morning.

[mcw-rp]

тнє мутнι¢ ηιgнтмαяє

A promo package would air on the Elite Collective of Wrestling and MCW websites, showing Sweet Saraya in the Elite Collective of Wrestling gym, training alongside her stablemates and her students for her match against Raquel Rodriguez at Mythic Dream…

🅨🅞🅤🅣🅗 🅦🅞🅝'🅣 🅛🅐🅢🅣 🅕🅞🅡🅔🅥🅔🅡…

“The mother is a powerful woman when she needs to be… And she ALWAYS needs to be. A strong mother will produce strong children, forge the next generation, guide them to the future, she’s not always soft, but her tough love will pay off… Her guidance and her lessons will all make sense as everyone she’s taken under her wing progresses through their careers… And as for those who stand in our way? Pray for them… They’ll need your prayers, your good luck wishes, your hopes… But it’s not enough to keep us back… That’s one of the hardest lessons I have the privilege of teaching… ‘YOU JUST DON’T FUCK WITH MAKA KNIGHT.’“ Clips of Saraya’s actions against interviewers, the MCW roster and staff, as well as her recent matches in MCW and the independent scene would flash over the screen as she continued…

“You saw what I did to Maki Itoh in my singles debut in MCW, I TAUGHT HER A LESSON… Just as I will seek to teach each and every single one of you who dares to step in the ring with Mama Knight…” Saraya would take the focus for the first time, picking up the microphone in the present as she smiles, proud of the Elites for supporting her…

“Every good teacher sees to it that at the end of the day, their students have learned something, their peers have learned something, even students that aren’t their own have learned something… I’m not just a teacher, I’m a wrestler, a queen, a legend, I have to beat some lessons into people and I don’t mind doing that… Maki Itoh had to learn that she isn’t as hardcore as she thinks she is, and MCW’s disrespectful, mannerless, pathetic interviewer, whatever the fuck her name is, had to learn that she can’t just kick open our door and ask questions… I wanna hope they’ve all learned their lessons, but if not, you can’t really teach stupid, can you? It’s not my fault if they fail to get the point of my teachings… I’ll circle back to them as many times as I need to, but I’ve got a life, you know… My new daughters and I, we wanna dominate this company… And I’ve got a long list of opponents I’d wanna beat the absolute shit out of…”

“And up next is Raquel Rodriguez…”

🅑🅤🅣 🅓🅡🅘🅥🅔 🅛🅐🅢🅣🅢 🅐🅢 🅛🅞🅝🅖 🅐🅢 🅨🅞🅤 🅦🅐🅝🅣 🅘🅣 🅣🅞...

Clips of Raquel’s towering dominance over the wrestling world over the last few years would flash over the screen for a brief moment…

“Then a week later, my sweet Phenom, Lena, alongside Karmen and I eliminated you in the Hana Kimura Battle Royal…” Another clip of Raquel being eliminated by the ShElites on the 5/22/2024 episode of Destiny would flash over the screen before Saraya retook the focus, laughing alongside the rest of the Elites for a moment before showing irritation as she looked back to the camera, walking around the ring…

“Raquel, you’re not that hard to figure out, you’re a struggling student… You just don’t seem to understand that you’re not on our level… You’re a big girl and you’ve got a good level of braun, but the Brain department is clearly LACKING… You couldn’t beat Karmen, you were thrown out of a Battle Royal by all three of us, now you think you stand a chance against me? Child… I was merciful to you during that Battle Royal, and I don’t show that very often… At Mythic Dream, I’ll grant you a MYTHIC NIGHTMARE… You think you’re ’Big Mami Cool?’ I’ll take your ‘COOLNESS’ and beat you over the head with it and I won’t think twice about it…” Saraya would stop walking around the ring, leaning on the ropes as she looks at the camera, an angered look on her face…

“I look at you and I don’t see ‘BIG MAMI COOL…’ I see an oaf who’s struggling with this roster and will CONTINUE to struggle with the Elites… I don’t speak for the rest of MCW. I see a target who’ll keep showing us all nothing other than what it is Karmen, Lena, Maya and I are all capable of, and fortunately, it’s my turn… I hope you’re ready to learn at Mythic Dream, Raquel… BECAUSE I’M READY TO TEACH…”

Saraya would gaze into the camera as the Elites cheered her on and the video came to an end, with Mama Knight stating that she would continue the MCW chapter of the Elite Collective of Wrestling’s humiliation and decimation of Raquel Rodriguez at Mythic Dream…

[kennieswrld]

me & the absurd.

the philosophy of absurdism boiled down into short words is the idea of the meaningless in our human lives. the meaningless society we are stuck in. how humans think of ending their own lives to escape the hellscape of grey they were sadly born into.

i realized lately im an absurdist at heart. i don’t know what it is but, ive always been devoid of “just going with things” and questioned everything in front of me. when i was younger, the questions seemed to have more answers then i could handle. making it seem as though everything in our lives were set up in a sort of “pathway” from our births to deaths. but now? as an adult? i seem to have many more questions on life and what to do with myself in the current and future, but no one seems to have an answer anymore. it’s almost like the less cute i became to them, the more they saw that i was just like them. meaningless. forcing me to “carve out my own life’s meaning”. but how can you find meaning in a life were you have to work endlessly to survive. when man has come to his complete peak on this planet yet still forces himself to cosplay a sort of “primal” facade in order to keep everyone obedient.

money, money, money, money. is that life’s meaning? an inanimate object that is literally just a concept rather than true value?

think of all the things that are meant to pacify us from this meaningless existence. sports, sex, food, media, etc.. it’s like we as humans seem to preoccupy our brains as much as possible to try to forget the fact that as beings on this planet we aren’t really worth anything. we don’t really do anything that makes us related to other global animals. we are humans, not animals. but what is it to be human? is it being meaningless to the point where you create atomic bombs to kill other humans in order to gain of more land in order to make money? is it being meaningless to the point where you are stuck deciding between being genuinely happy or making money in order to feel happy?

ive recently begun to understand the meaninglessness of everything with the start of college. at first, everything felt planned out. meticulous even. an institution i can trust and appreciate. yet, with the introductions to adulthood all i’ve learned is how nothing fucking matters. sure you can believe that if you delude yourself into it. believe in the government systems that are set up for us to live in our “controlled harmony”, but when the day restarts and youre forced into the same cycle of events over and over. being stuck in the loop of poverty over and over. being stuck in this shitty system of pushing that boulder up that damned hill just for it to fall once more, you feel the hopelessness.

though i do believe that everything is pointless and our lives are just an aimless walk into never ending darkness. i do believe in taking advantage of everything around you. if anything. meaninglessness makes life more interesting. some people do things out of impulse and selfishness yet some others do them out of kindness and genuineness. the strange probability of good and evil and bad and good luck in this universe is something that will always intrigue me.

though god and our life’s meanings may or may not exist. take advantage of the weird fucking place we are stuck in. we all have to die at some point, which is bittersweetly fair. but before you do, you should really take in the oddities of whats around you as much as you can.