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nivea-ah · 1 month ago
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swiss-cheeze · 4 years ago
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Tick-Tock, Hook’s Afraid of an Ordinary Clock! || Spencer Reid
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Requested: YES/NO: gender neutral please! So my request. Y/n has been working at the BAU for a while, and never ever had feelings for Spencer but more for Derek. One night is spent at a hotel and Spencer gets wasted as all hell which the team found unusual. That’s really all! Do with that what you will! Smut is fine too! You can add your own personal touches if you wish. Also would love some fighting between Spencer and y/n
Gender: none, they/them.
Warnings: insults, alcohol, normal CM case talk, verbal fight dialogue taken from Hook (1991), crap music talk.
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“Eat your heart out, you crinkled, wrinkled fat bag,” you mumbled under your breath as Spencer finished his rambling of some unknown subject. Spencer stiffened at your insult, as did the rest of the team. You had just gotten back from a pretty bad case involving a team of family annihilators and where sitting in the nearest bar; throughout the whole case Spencer had almost made it his mission to speak over you, correct you, flick things at you, ‘forget’ you’re there, bump into you and more. God it was so annoying, and now? Now you've had enough.
“That was very ill-mannered-” Spencer started.
“And you're a slug-eating worm,” you said with a little more force matter-of-factly, cutting off whatever it was Spencer was going to say.
“You can do better than that pretty boy!” Derek said quickly with a grin as he nudged Spencer; you almost pounced on that man for taking Spencer's side rather than yours; Derek had always taken your side.
“You're encouraging this?” Spencer questioned quickly.
“Show me your fastball, dust brain!” you started again, “you paunchy, sag-bottomed puke pot!” Spencer's eyes widened three times the size they normally would be as the rest of your table sat quiet and watched.
“Damn!” Emily said under her breath with a grin as her eyes darted between the two of you; it was like watching tennis.
“You're a very poor role model for your team, you know that right?” Spencer shook his as he took a mouthful of his drink before a sly grin overtook his face, “I bet you don't even have a fourth-grade reading level,” a few of your teammates let out a little blow of air.
“Hemorrhoidal sucknavel” you said quickly.
“Maybe a fifth-grade reading level.” Spencer said even quicker.
“Oil-dripping, beef-fart-sniffing bubble butt” you started to really get into it, leaning over the table a little with a smirk.
“Aye there we go (Y/n)!” Derek said quickly, now he was on your side? You looked to Hotch who was smiling thinking that maybe you had another on your side.
“Someone has a severe caca mouth, you know that?” Spencer cut off your gaze with his words, as if he was bored.
“You’re a fart factory. A slug-slime sack of rat guts and cat vomit, a cheesy scab picked pimple-squeezing finger bandage!” snickering came over the table; but you weren't done yet oh no, “a week-old maggot burger with everything on it and flies on the side!” you grinned; many many words in that one insult. Spencer went to open his mouth but you cut him off, “you’re really just a substitute chemistry teacher” you winked.
“Come on Spence, hit (Y/n) back!” J.J. quickly intervened.
“Mung tongue” Spencer fired.
“Math tutor,”
“Pinhead,”
“Mother lover,” that one was a low blow on your end but you couldn't help yourself.
“Nearsighted gynecologist,” ouch Spence, Hotch snorted at that one.
“In your face, camelcake!” you shot back.
“In your rear, cow derrière!” of course Spencer came back even faster.
“Lying, crying, spying, prying ultra-pig!” Emily snickered at yours.
“Lewd, crude bag of pre-chewed food!” Derek snickered at Spencers.
“Guys maybe settle down…” Hotch said softly, this was starting to get a little out of hand.
“You man! Stupid, stupid man!” That was all you could give back as your mind turned blank, forgetting every word in the dictionary.
“If I'm a maggot burger, why don't you just eat me?” Spencer shot back, “you zebra-headed, slime-coated, pimple-farming, paramecium brain, munching on your own mucus, suffering from Spencer Reid envy!” laughter ensued as your face contorted to confusion.
“What the hell is a ‘paramecium’?” your voice held the question as Spencer pointed to you.
“I'll tell you what a paramecium is! You’re a paramecium!” everyone on your table stared at Spencer as he elaborated; “It's a one-celled critter with no brain that can't think!” and with that, your table cheered for Spencer as you sat sulking.
“Oh come on (Y/n), you should have known you would lose,” Derek said with a grin before following Spencer to the bar.
“He's drinking a lot tonight isn't he?” Emily questioned.
“Who, Derek?” J.J. guessed with a furrowed brow.
“No! Spencer!” Emily quickly concluded.
“He was a little harsh on (Y/n)” Hotch cut in quickly, “I’m just glad Dave and Garcia weren’t here to witness that,” you slammed your drink on the table and sent a glare to the three left at the table.
“I'm going home, i'll see everyone on monday,” you grumbled out before stalking off, your shoes made loud thunking sounds as they hit the wood flooring, your anger getting the best of you as you passed Spencer and Derek.
“Yo (Y/n) you getting a drink too?” Derek was about to order your normal drink until you slapped both Spencer and Derek on the back of the head.
“OW! What the hell-!” Spencer's back was to you but as he turned and saw you his anger melted into elation, “come back for round 2 (Y/n)?” Spencer questioned, the poor boy tried to act cool and lean against the bar but missed entirely and almost fell onto a rather burly looking gentleman. You huffed slightly as you turned to Derek.
“Make sure the substitute chem teacher gets home safe,” and with that you threw open the bar doors and walked your way home, it was only a block and you had gotten a ride with Emily anyway.
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When you finally slumped home, chucked off your shoes and threw yourself onto your mattress you couldn't help but make yourself angrier with the new insults suddenly bubbling in your head.
“Who does that piss brain even think he is,” you mumbled into the air, “paramecium my ass…” you continued your grumbling into the atmosphere as you twisted and turned on the mattress before sleep finally engulfed you.
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The work week started up again and before you knew it yourself and the team where needed in New Orleans because of a new range of sudden murders.
“Lets review please,” Hotch mumbled.
“The bodies cross gender and racial lines” Rossi started.
“The throat is slit with something very sharp but also clean, I get a funny feeling it isnt a kitchen knife though,” you mumbled as you looked at the photos closer trying to get a good angle on a printed piece of paper.
“Butcher?” Derek questioned, you shrugged.
“Could these be blitz attacks?” you heard Spencer scoff at your suggestion.
“If this was a blitz attack there would be remorse and blunt force trauma somewhere on the head,” Spencer said looking directly at you.
“Oh, i'm so sorry Doctor i didn't know my input was unwanted, let me just keep my thoughts to myself,”
“Guys,” J.J. sighed, “Garcia is going through the victims lives that we have already, I can talk to the family and see if there are any enemies?” Hotch nodded.
“Derek, I want you to join J.J. with the families. Rossi, Emily go to the M.E. together and have a look over the bodies and tox screens. (L/n), Reid and I will go to the police station and start on a geographical and victim board,” everyone nodded in agreement to what Hotch said. Except for Spencer. He just stared at you with dangerous eyes. You rolled yours in return before putting your headphones into your phone and playing music to drown out Spencer's overbearingly loud thoughts.
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“Okay my lovelies, these first three victims all had the same job at the same court; they’re all a part of a Jury audience” Garcia explained as her fingers tapped on her keyboard through the phone.
“Maybe someone just got out of prison that was wrongly convicted and wanting revenge?” you questioned.
“Maybe, it would have to be something pretty big for them to come back,” Derek said, you nodded in agreement, “baby girl can you see if there are any people that may have been convicted by a jury with our victims in it?”
“Sure can sugar, PG out” the phone clicked off.
“Did you find anything from the M.E.?” Hotch turned to Rossi and Emily as he spoke.
“The pathologist said it was a clean cut without hesitation marks or remorse,” Rossi said.
“No drugs, no blunt force trauma,” Emily shrugged as she talked, “it wasn't a blitz.”
“Maybe planned?” you butted in.
“That’s what it seems like,” Hotch said, “Reid? Have you got anything? J.J.?” Hotch questioned as he looked to the respective people.
“The victims were killed in different areas but its places they frequented; house, bar, bar” Spencer started, “they’re all over the place is all, completely different areas,”
“Yeah, and the families weren’t much help either. One of the victims' families, uh, Emil Gosten? His family said they didn't want anything to do with the investigation because he's had previous death threats and calls and stuff,” J.J. shrugged as the room went quiet.
“Reid, (L/n) I know you two dont like each other but I need two of my sharpest minds to go back to the crime scenes,” Hotch sighed, you groaned but complied as you stalked off with Reid following shortly behind.
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“Everything looks the exact same as it was left,” you sighed out as you placed a blanket back down on the couch. Spencer scanned the books on the shelf before pulling one out and starting to read it; completely ignoring you.
“Reid,” nothing.
“Reid.” again, nothing.
“Spencer,” nope.
“SPENCE”
“What!” he finally turned to you and answered.
“You couldn't give me some complacency and at least answer me when i talk to you?” you asked annoyed.
“Why would i?” Spencer asked with a bored tone as he placed the book back on the shelf, except he finally talked to you, “The victim is atheist, believes in the justice system…” he sighed and shrugged, “did Hotch just put us together to fuck with us?”
“Maybe,” you flopped onto the couch with a sigh as you rest your head on the backrest. That was until something caught your eye, “Oi genius!” you called out, Spencer came to your side as you pointed to the roof; there, above your heads was a piece of paper taped to the ceiling, “you’re taller than me,” you said quickly as you got up and started moving the couch.
“Woah what- what’re you doing?” Spencer jumped back slightly as you pushed the couch backwards.
“Well we’re going to push this back and then put a chair down for you to stand on so you can reach that note because it can possibly help us get to the unsub,”
“What why me?” Spencer questioned as he helped you push the couch back.
“You’re taller than me and have longer arms,” you walked over to the dining table and came back with a chair, Spencer was reluctant at first but eventually stood on the chair and plucked down the taped note; letting out a breath as he finally stood on the ground again. You plucked the note from Spencer's hand and opened it.
“A music note?” Spencer mumbled.
“Something like that,” you mumbled back, “see it's in the second to bottom gap,” you pointed to the gap to show where it was, as if Spencer couldn't see it already, “um, it would sound something like...um, dmm” you vibrate your voice a little to help Spencer understand, he nodded, “the only problem is there isn’t any clef; normally with music you have a treble clef, alto clef or bass clef. They basically determine what instrument can be played and how the notes are determined” Spencer looked genuinely interested while you explained your thinking, “this...its a singular note, maybe there’s more around?” you looked around the room and tried to desifre if there were any opened drawers or cupboards.
“Maybe there’s another one at the other location?” Spencer questioned, you grinned.
“It might be the unsubs calling card; ‘hey, this is my kill’ type thing!” and with that, you made a break in the case.
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Spencer called the rest of the team about the break as Hotch allowed the two of you to go to the other victims houses and search for more music notes; low and behold you now had 3 music notes placed under the corresponding victim heads.
“You keep staring at that board as if it's going to give you answers,” Derek said with a grin as he walked into the room; the rest of the team had been called out to another dead body.
“Hmm? Oh I just…” you shrugged, “i just get this feeling about the notes; they have to sound something but we just don't know what yet” before Derek could answer you the shrill of the phone went off.
“(Y/n)?” it was Spencer on loudspeaker; he never called you by your first name.
“Yeah what's up Reid?” you called back.
“We found another note; the round part is under the last line with the stem going up to the second line at the top,” you nodded in response (not that Spencer could see you) as you drew the note on a piece of paper with a sharpener and placed it on the victim board.
“Anything else? A clef at all anywhere?” you asked.
“Um i'm not- i don't think so?” it sounded like Spencer was shuffling around a few things to get a better look, “we have another piece of paper!” Spencer called out, moments later you got a photo on your phone. Sure enough there was a treble clef.
“Spence get everyone back here; i know what the notes mean”
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“Our unsub is using something called the Dies Irae,” you played the first few notes on your phone over youtube, “you've all heard this song over time just not exactly in an orchestra setting; Star Wars, The Nightmare Before Christmas, The Corpse Bride, Sweeney Todd, The Shining, The Exorcist and many many more,” you played a few other videos of the notes from a few of the movies as everyone nodded.
“I can hear it,” J.J. mumbled.
“Same,” that was Emily.
“Right, so...it was originally used with catholic’s; they used the music in their Requiem services-”
“Requiem services are basically putting the dead to rest,” Spencer cut in quickly so the team could understand.
“Yeah, it's basically a song for the dead to stay dead in a way? I think our unsub is using the Sweeney Todd method; killing his victims with a razor. One slice across the neck while in a private area except this dude isn't a cannibal” you grinned at the remembrance of the film.
“Cannibal?” Derek and Emily questioned.
“In the movie Sweeney Todd is a barber, he comes back for revenge on the man who stole his wife and child and kills people in his barber shop which is also above a pie shop owned by a woman named Mrs Lovett; when Sweeney starts killing they come together in order to bring customers back to Mrs Lovett's pie shop. Because it's set in 1785 meat was expensive so instead they used the dead people as meat to sell to customers” you realised how long winded that explanation was and apologized, “sorry that was..i think our unsub is a barber” was your final statement. Hotch nodded and moved to press a button on the phone in the middle of the table, but the phone started ringing instead.
“Garcia?”
“I think i found our unsub; Chris Gevette, he filed for divorce after he gave evidence of spousal abuse but it seems like his wife had every piece of evidence that would be able to put him in jail rather than her so everything was blamed on him for the abuse and the jury ruled him unable to keep any stable relationship”
“Garcia do you have a work and home address?”
“Sent to your phones now; barber shop and home” the phone clicked off.
“(Y/n) i want you to go to the barber shop with Reid and Derek. Emily, J.J. and I will go to the house; Rossi stays here in case anything else happens.” and with that you all ran to the SUV’s.
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“CHRIS GEVETTE FBI!” Derek shouted through the door, your guns were drawn and ready for action as Derek kicked the door in. You moved swiftly through the shop, finding nothing but dust.
“Guys!” you were now out the back as your partners came running, “it's exactly like Sweeney Todd,” you motioned to the stairs in front of you before looking behind you, “there's stars that lead down as well; there may be bodies in there like the movie too, you go down there and i'll go up.”
“(Y/n) let me come with you,” that was Spencer, he looked genuinely concerned.
“I've got this Spence. Go” you started your ascent up the wooden stairs while trying to stay as quiet as you possibly could, “CHRIS GEVETTE,” you called out to the door once you got to it, you could hear the bustle of footsteps and made the split decision. The door was kicked in by you as you pointed your gun to Chris who was now holding a razor to a woman's neck.
“Get away!” Chris screamed, he was frantic; trembling and crying.
“Chris! Chris it's okay, i'm a good guy, okay?” you slowly let go of your gun, “im holstering my gun, okay?” you said as you're-holstered your gun, “Chris i know about the divorce-”
“No you dont!” Chris called, the woman under the razor trembled as the razor cut into her neck slightly.
“I do! Chris, I know you were abused! I know it wasn't you that did the abusing! If you let her go we can help you get custody and instead send that bitch to jail,” Chris looked almost relieved to hear that, he contemplated that for a moment before slowly letting the woman go. She ran over to you as Derek and Spencer finally came up the stairs and started handcuffing Chris.
“We’ve got two other bodies in the basement,” Spencer said to you while you held the trembling woman, “there's medic on the way now,” you nodded in affirmation before starting to help the women calm down and walk down the stairs.
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The jet finally landed back at the bureau as the rest of your team started packing their things from their desks.
“Um (Y/n)” a voice called, you smiled as you looked up to see the person you least expected.
“Spence?” you questioned; your eyes darted around and couldn't see any other team member in sight, “everyone left already. Sorry. I've been in my own little world,” you gave a tight smile as you continued packing some extra files into your bag.
“It-it’s just me, but um, I just wanted to congratulate you on your break in the case,” the comment from Spencer's timid and small voice caught you off guard so much that you froze for a moment as you stared at him. It all seemed to go quiet, and slow; the clock on the wall seemed to tick at an atrociously slow pace.
Tick…
“(Y/n)?”
Tock…
“Hmm?”
“I uh, i was-”
“Oh, yeah um-”
Pause.
Quiet.
“Thank you,” smile.
Tick…
“I was...was wondering, (Y/n)...”
Tock…
“Yeah Spence?”
“Would you...would you like to go...on a date...with...me?”
Pause.
Quiet.
“With you?”
“Well, I did...I did say ‘me’ I hope- just, just forget it” and the world went back to normal as Spence started walking away.
“No Spence, wait!” you grabbed your things and quickly darted off after him; plunging your arm between the elevator doors and stepping in quickly before they shut behind you.
“Just forget it (Y/n); forget i ever asked and we can just go back to-”
“I would love to go on a date with you”
Tick…
“Really?”
“So long as you don't call me a paramecium again”
Tock…
“I won't; as long as you don't call me a substitute chemistry teacher”
Pause.
Quiet.
“I won't”
“Then it's settled.
Tick…
“Message me?”
“Of course”
Tock…
Smile.
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frogmentarii · 4 years ago
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QUESTIONS FOR OC CREATORS
Haaaa ok so I am doing this cause i saw @fallout-lou-begas steal it from @tarberrymentats and they both looked like they were havin hella fun so i am commandeering this for my own purposes. So lucky for yall its Emi time (art by the dearest @yesjejunus because yall need to see more of her work)
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A) Why are you excited about this character?
Because she's an older woman (57) that breaks a lot of moulds and I love to see it. Aside from just enjoying older characters, Emi isn't a sweet old lady and she isn't here to try and mother anyone. Her drives are entirely her own and while she prioratizes herself and her sister before anyone else, its not always due to complete selfishness and just due to growing up in the wastes (I try to keep her character true to a fend for yourself setting as possible). I think Ill go into detail in another question with this, but I went through a lot of concepts and personalities for Emi before settling on someone who was seasoned and very much a product of the wastes. I think after seeing a lot of other couriers I finally figured out what I wanted to do differently, and that sort of helped guide her to become what she is today.
B) What inspired you to create them?
I think my last line there sort of short answers this. I wanted someone different from the other couriers I saw, and wanted to make one that was distinct or even juxtaposed against some tropes. She's a woman in her late 50s that doesnt try and play mom/granny to the companions, she very much has no stake in what happens to the Mojave, she doesnt care about Benny or that he shot her in the head (such is life in the Mojave, but she did have a job to complete so ripperoni him), and a lot of her motivations are selfish or exist to benefit her sister. She doesnt act 'old' in the fact that she isn't a wise caring soul or a grumpy old man, but rather her age is shown through her experience, and this also shapes her personality. She's never had to formally 'grow up' so she can come off as immature and irritating for her own entertainment, but she doesn't have youthful ignorance for how the world works. She knows how to be responsible but she doesnt have to act like it outwardly, even with her Tragic Caregiver Backstory.
C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story?
To a large degree in the beginning, yes, and to specific degrees now, also yes. Writing in general isnt my strong point though I did know what I wanted for her. The main image is there but the details are funky, and Ive been slowly hammering those out as I work along with her and Camila's stories. There's been some huge changes along the way that help push both of them towards an ending I like and that fits them, and even if it takes forever and I never actually write a fic, I'll be happy when she finally feels completed in New Vegas.
Aside from that, she kind of fits in anywhere in regards to AUs. My friend @yesjejunus and I have probably like 40000 fucking aus for our OCs and all of them feel just as organic and their canon stories.
D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look?
So I know I have an 'original concept Emilia' art on here where she looked like Laura Croft and had aviators but that wasnt even her first concept. I had originally wanted to make a petite southern belle type from Louisiana who used a shot gun and had a mean streak, but as I kept playing with concepts Emi really started to lean other places. Another huge change was her personality. Even when her concept got settled as a sniper from Mexico, she was suppose to be an early 30s caravan guard who was way too sure of herself. While there are reminents of that concept still in her, she has a lot more experience in the wastes and in think-on-your-feet situations to back up her attitude. Another thing she required was dropping her "take me seriously" personality with more goofy "i do what i want cause why not" traits.
E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?
Emi can get along with anyone at a surface level, for a small while, if it will benefit her or she wants to pass time. She really doesn't have interest in folks who arent interesting or beneficial in some way. Since I don't really offer her much, and am a bit of a wet bag, she might yank my chain for her own funsies or she'd have no interest.
And while I did indeed give Emi my go with the flow attitude, I think I wouldn't be able to keep up with her. Emi is very fast paced and doesnt necessarily have regard for those she decides to pick up as drinking buddies for the night. Def dont trust her with my life, and knowing the shit she gets into I'd def want to steer clear of it....like a trainwreck its much better to watch her from a safe distance, lol.
F) What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)?
A lot of affection from a meta standpoint? I've worked with Emi and Cam a lot since creating them, and they've def come a long way since their original concepts. I wouldn't say their story is quite where I want it yet, but I am quite happy with it overall.
That, and Ive met so many awesome writers along the way with Emi. Not all of my friends have posted fic but the amount of world building and having our characters interact and talking OCs ive done with them has placed both Emi and their OCs in a special place for me. Sure her having her own story is fun but I much more prefer the bonds Ive created with people over OCs and I think thats a bit more of a cherished component to character creation for me.
G) What trait of theirs bothers you the most?
Literally? That she likes to be irritating if she feels she can get away with it (or even if she cant). Actually? That she has a very "I shelter you and feed you therefore I make the rules, period." stance on how she takes care of her charge. She lets a lot of shit slide with Camila but things get very Rapunzel-esque at times.
H) What trait do you admire most?
How sure of herself she is. Even if its to a fault, she trusts herself and her judgements. That sort of confidence is something I strive to have haha.
To a lesser degree, and more of a meta point I wanted to make with her, just...her appearance I suppose? To me she's attractive, but she also has a lot of traits that aren't conventionally attractive and that's played a lot into how Ive wanted her to be. Again she's 57 years old. She has age to her body, her skin wrinkles and droops, her tits sag, she has the body of someone who uses chems, and yet despite her age and breaking of beauty standards ive made it a point to show that she is desired or thought of as attractive in non fetish specific circumstances. She herself, while aro, also still has an active sex drive and I really wanted this to be a backseat part of her character, as I feel like fandom in general shafts older women in this department (this also goes for a lot of her non 'old lady' traits I give her too). She still has sexual needs and is still very much sexually active, and she is still found to be a regular sort of attractive and is desired by those she gets involved with.
J) Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character?
Yes? Ish, to a degree. I didnt have to but I wanted to. I also did a lot of headcanoning with post Mexico for her early life which, afaik is free real estate for lore/nothing super detailed has been given in canon.
Given that she and Camila both shape their stories as individuals, I did have to split up some canon elements to follow two seperate characters, but other than that I really just had to make sure Emilia's story wasnt "boring" in the fact that she again, has no real stake in what happens to Vegas/the Mojave.
I) Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe?
Cackles in 'which au will I obsess with today'
For the most part yes, however I love placing her in new things or different stories. She may be 'my courier' but really shes just the frog granny that goes into whatever au I am feeling at the time.
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fallout-drabbles-n-stuff · 4 years ago
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Companions taking care of a sick sole
Cait:
“Can’t you just walk it off?”
She truly doesn’t mean anything by it but she is possibly the most ill equipped person to handle someone sick. She’s never had anyone to coddle, much less tend to her when she was sick so she didn’t really understand why you weren’t able to pick yourself up and carry on. So her initial reaction may hurt your feelings but don’t take it too personal. If it’s any consolation, once she thinks about it and takes note of your condition she’ll eventually at least try to help. Even if that “help” is not taking you out to the bar like you usually do. At least it was something.
Curie:
“Have no worries, this is what I’m trained to help with!”
Quite the opposite of cait! As she said, she was basically constructed to be able to handle things like this. And handle it she did. Before you knew what was happening you were wrapped up in a blanket burrito, being hand-fed some strange wasteland version of chicken noodle soup. Once you were resting, she took swab sample to figure out what ailed you and was quick to begin assembling the correct medicinal response.
Danse:
“I won’t lie, this is more of haylen’s skillset but I will do the best I can to make sure you recover.”
He hasn’t the slightest idea of what to do. If it’s something minor like a cold or allergies he isn’t as freaked out as though it was something a bit more major. Regardless of what ailed you, he’d try his level best to make you feel better. He holds himself completely responsible for your condition despite your protests, and..he will probably get himself sick from how much he cuddles you.
Deacon:
“Don’t sweat it, we’ll get you to carrington and if that doesn’t pan out- Tinker Tom here we come!”
He doesn’t even skip a beat, proceeding with you hand in hand to visit named people. Just pray carrington can whip up something quick.
Gage:
“Is it too bad you can’t even walk? I’m just kidding, I aint gonna be an ass about this. Take it easy for now boss.”
Gage would probably be a little disgruntled his badass overboss is currently coughing and sneezing like crazy but he understands that everyone gets sick. So, he’ll gather what limited supplies he can get and whip up a “raider remedy”, which if that doesn’t scare you I don’t know what does because it really should.
Hancock:
“We’ll get you just like new in no time. Just you wait.”
Of course he’s still pretty chill. Don’t get me wrong, he’s concerned for your well being but he’s optimistic that you’ll recover soon. In the meantime if you fancy chems as much as he does, he’ll administer some med-x and maybe some buff out to make you feel better.
Macready:
“I uh, I’ve got some snacks?”
Luckily he has a little bit of experience taking care of sick things because of Duncan. Trust me, the first few times his kid was sick Macready flipped his shit but thankfully he learned a couple remedies. So prepare yourself for mutfruit jelly sandwiches and constantly wearing a blanket around your shoulder.
Maxson:
“Take as long as you need to feel better soldier, cade will have some medication ready soon.”
Due to his work he probably won’t be able to dote on you as much as he’d like. However he’ll have a few trusted scribes to look after you after your evaluation with captain cade as he prescribes you medicine. That all being said, the second he can find a break you bet your ass he’s right there next to you. Nothing scares him more than the thought of losing the last person that loved him for who he was.
Nick:
“Don’t even think about going out in the wastes.”
Hope you like the agency because unless you convince nick that you’re almost completely well; it’s gonna be the only place you see for a while. Of course him and ellie will keep you company and tend to you though.
Old longfellow:
“Not feeling up to it cap’n? Well, nothing a good hot toddy can’t fix.”
You expect too much out of the old man if you think he won’t try to medicate you with alcohol. Well, he’ll also be sure to keep the fog condensers working at their peak and take it easy with you in his cabin. For once the two of you will just relax, eating mirelurk jerky and having a few too many hot toddies. So what if he isn’t sick? He’s still gonna drink some too.
Piper:
“Would you just sit down? I’ve got this.”
Much like Macready she has practice because of her taking care of a child. However unlike Mac, she has her stuff together more. So she’ll bug the shit out of the doctor in the marketplace until he comes in for a house visit at the publick occurrence. While you recover she makes it her mission to make you lay down and rest. She will kill you if you disobey.
Preston:
“It’s alright General, it happens to the best of us.”
He’s also one of the ones that you’d probably want to be in the care of. Despite having no medical training, he knows basic survival remedies from his time wondering around- plus the minutemen. If nothing else, he’s incredibly sweet and will do whatever you ask with not even the smallest trace of annoyance.
X6-88:
“Ma’am, why wouldn���t you say something earlier?”
He just can’t believe that you wouldnt tell him the second you had symptoms. Are you stupid? You both have the institue and it’s superior healthcare at your disposal. Come on..
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roidespd-blog · 6 years ago
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Chapter Three : THE DESOLATION OF THE GRINDR USER
« Grindr is a sociopath nest », Anonymous 
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Grindr was launched on March 25, 2009. About a month or so earlier, I lost my virginity to the sweetest guy you could imagine. I met him on what we could consider one of Grindr’s ancestors, Gaypax— I still have that account, out of nostalgia. The design is so ugly I wonder now how I did spend so much time on it (we weren’t picky back then…) So Grindr was born at the exact time my sexual and romantic life was unfolding. It means that, except for the few years I’ve spent frenetically masturbating to La Redoute’s underwear catalogues and downloading dirty pictures of Brad Pitt naked with a very slow wifi, I’ve always been accustomed to gay apps.
Recently, the new and improved french magazine Tétu published an article called « Faut-il brûler Grindr?». Though not as detailed as I was hoping it would be, it did not changed my general opinion about the dating app paradigm. 
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FLASHBACK France, 1971. A young gay man living in a beautiful city called Paris. Mike Brant just released his first major hit, Rock’N’Roll is slowly dying and Les Bidasses en Folie is this year’s biggest success at the box office. Unfortunately for him, the Gay Rights Movement is just at its infancy, homosexuality is still considered a mental illness and sodomy is punishable by law. So he shut his mouth and do his dirty business privately. he spends time around Place de Clichy and finds very discreet bars that can welcome him without too much judgement. He takes long walks toward the Tuileries bushes and sucks a stranger’s dong without any verbal exchange. He ends up marrying that fine young Marie, daughter of a friend of his dad, makes a couple of kids and from time to time, goes back to those places, shameful of himself.
That was the life of a gay man in France. If he didn’t get killed along the way. CUT TO 2009. Grindr is the first official gay dating app launched around the world. In France, the ban on sodomy disappeared in 1981 and since 1992, you are no longer considered a crazy person for being attracted to a person of the same sex (well, not from an official medical point, anyway). The app came to fruition through a simple question asked by its creator, Joel Simkhai : « WHO ELSE IS GAY AROUND HERE? ».
By 2012, 4 million people were using the App. 27 million as of 2017. Tinder followed in 2012 — you are welcome, straight people. Then SCRUFF, GAYROMEO, HORNET, BLUED, … What is wrong, then ? You damn well know something is wrong.
SMARTPHONE, 21st CENTURY’S NEW BACKROOM
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If you go to a bar, you have to talk to the bartender, exchange a least a fews words with strangers, even dance as your look around and are being seen by others in the flesh. If you go to a gaybar, the same thing happens. If you go to a gaybar then the gaybar’s backroomn, rules change.
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As the dating apps was closing in on worldwide domination, it became clear that the natural human kindness and respect would ultimately have no effect on the way people would communicate with one another on Grindr. I’ve been working in a bookstore for the past four years, you see. I expect a “hello”, “goodbye” and a smile during any interactions with clients — from them and myself. So there’s nothing more annoying that someone coming up to you, barking what they want to and leaving without any civility whatsoever. The Grindr equivalent would be Step 1 : A DICK PICK (or ass pick. I once had a fisting commemorative photo sent to me) straight up. Step 2 : A terribly convenient “cc sava tu ch?” or a “cho?” Step 3A : If you are polite enough to answer something, a conclusive “tu reçoi” or “tu bouge” Step 3B : you did not answer a singe word and the guy either sends you a “????” or insults the shit out of you. I sometimes do not answer impolite clients at work. Guess what ? Bitches say hello if you stare down at them long enough. On the internet, never gonna happen.
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I remember the first couple of times I went on Grindr. I tried to answer everyone, even a “no, thank you”. There was always some “Hello”s, “How are you?”s, a few “My name is”s. But as the years went by, gay men (as I mostly talk to gay or bisexual cis men on these apps, I can only give my opinion on that category of people) adopted a series of unofficial rules to talk to each other.
1. If we are on this app, we are ready to fuck. 2. We do not have time for small talk. 3. We do not need your name, but dick size and multiple nudes are welcome. A picture is worth a thousand blablablahs. 4. We need to be very precise about what we want, so as not to waste our precious time. 5. Seriously, give us a full diagnosis of your body shape through pics, boy. 6. Chems ? 9. There are no rule 7 & 8, because 6 & 9. Now, turn around.
There are also lots of personal rules users seem keen on sharing them publicly as to implement unofficial rule number 4.
NO FEMS, NO BLACKS, NO ASIANS
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“Pretty chill guy here. Very open minded and friendly. I love men from different cultures. Just no Asians. Asians leave me alone. I’m not racist” “Don’t message me. I’ll message you :). No Blacks Asians or fems. Love it when fats call themselves masc. hahahaha.” “Tell me if top/btm. Don’t really believe in “vers”. […] Attracted to Latin & White (trying to sound PC)” “Chill masc sane… just described nobody on here… Over 35, Asian or fem = block.. haha” “99% of you are losers. I’m the top 1%. So prove yourself first” The last one was written by a white male, by the way. They all were.
In our modern society, we’re not fools enough to believe that racism disappeared and everyone is accepting of others. Just look at the whole series of events called “while Black” where white people called cops on black folks for getting out of their airbnbs, talking in a Starbucks without ordering or falling asleep in a communal room at college. Nevertheless, you don’t see parades of racists proudly marching with “NO BLACKS” signs on the streets — you see another type of marches, yes. Free speech and stuff, sure. So why has it become acceptable in people’s minds to shade light on their racism in their profiles, barely hiding behind the “sexual preference” bullshit excuse ?
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In an article dated September 2018 called “Why is it OK for online dates to block whole ethnic groups?” (2), the Observer related the appalling anecdote of an elderly white man who responded to a Grindr user of asian descent : “Asian, ew gross”.
I myself was told that I was too fat, too small, too twinkish, then not enough of those, or too white (but so we’re clear : RESERVE RACISM IS NOT A THING. STOP TRYING TO MAKE IT A THING!).
Racism also works with the beliefs that if you look or act a certain way, you obviously are what someone’s fantasy is. You are a black man so I assume that my hole will expand by ten once you’re inside me. You a blond light weight with feminine traits. You’re a submissive bottom and a real whore.
The world works on assumptions (ex : the myth of the BIG BLACK DICK or the for-sure global instinct that Tom Hanks would never have to face any #MeToo accusations) and apps follow that same path but without any policing. The absence of ramifications from someone’s actions further implement a feeling of unapologetic mindfulness — the same way being in a dark backroom with strangers you can’t see does not seem to add any consequences to what you’ll do next.
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Recently, Grindr tried to course correct its past errors by creating “Kindr” (3). Was it a new app that would prevent people from actively using hate speech ? WELL WHY DON’T YOU PREVENT IT ON GRINDR THEN ? Was it a new platform to exchange ideas and experiences so that we can find another way to communicate together ?
Here’s how they introduce Kindr on their official site : At Grindr, we’re into diversity (MONEY), inclusion, and users who treat each other with respect. We’re not into racism, bullying, or other forms of toxic behavior (YOU ARE THE TOXIC BEHAVIOR). These are our preferences, and we’ve updated our Community Guidelines to better reflect them. Same app. New rules (DID YOU THOUGH?) Everyone is entitled to their opinion. Their type. Their tastes. But nobody is entitled to tear someone else down because of their race, size, gender, HIV status, age, or — quite simply — being who they are. (AS LONG AS IT DOES NOT PUT YOUR BUSINESS IN A RISKY POSITION) Join us in building a kinder Grindr. (DO YOUR OWN DAMN WORK). Express yourself, but not at the expense of someone else (OR US). Report discrimination when you see it (LIKE WITH THE JEWS BACK THEN. ALSO, WE THE USERS, ALREADY DID THAT). Use your voice and share your story to call out prejudice and spark change. Together, we can amplify the conversation and take steps towards a kinder, more respectful community (SEE, WE AT GRINDR ARE WOKE).
There you have it. A marketing scam to ease the pain of millions of users whose relationships and self esteem were affected by Grindr’s lack of interest in their consumers. How many years did it take for a simple statement from the CEO ? What’s actually concrete about these actions ?
in the community guide lines, it is stated that they “will remove any discriminatory statements displayed on profiles. […] Profile language that is used to openly discriminate against other users’ traits and characteristics will not be tolerated and will be subject to review by our moderation team”. FINE. So, if someone says “no short fat asians”, theoretically it would be removed from the profile. But if it says “more into vanilla and spice than chocolate and rice. So hit me up if this is you” (an actual Grindr profile, by the way), what can a Grindr moderator do about it ? The racism is still there. Are we to believe that EVERY single profile is being reviewed in detail ?
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#deletegrindr was a popular hashtag over a year ago. I’m not on twitter and I still heard about it. Was it a cultural shift in the way gay people wanted to treat other gay people ? Were we on the verge of a revolution ? Nop. Grindr released data informations of thousands and thousands of profiles about HIV status (something that you can put on your Grindr profile) to third party companies. Since then, Grindr released the Kindr initiative and rewrote its policies.
I’m not against dating apps. I think it was a wonderful tool back in the day to extend one’s horizon, explore and experiment with love, sex and adventures. It no longer works that way. I didn’t even talk about the spreading of drug using through profile description and the real danger of stimulants in someone’s sex life.
#deletegrindr should come back and this time, it has to work. Silicon Valley, go make an app from scratch. One that would implement actual kindness to the machine, not based on popularity. Think of what people need, not what they want. People are shitheads. I’m a shithead. What I want is never good for me.
And YOU. You, little queer boy reading this. Don’t go on Grindr before going to bed to check the hotties in your area. Forget about that 6'2 monster cock Swedish god that lives nearby and offered you a quick hump for the ride. Ask him for a drink, put down your phone, get to know him a little and then fuck his brains out. You’re still gonna fuck but you’ll find humanity where there was once none.
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That’s my preaching for the night. I gave up long ago on apps. I delete them all and stay away for months. Then, I feel lonely and get back to one or two. I met this new guy that way (4).The nice thing about it was that we did not talk dick sizes, favorite positions or any sexual desires until way after we actually met (and we’re talking two full weeks of messages). I’m not on any dating apps now.
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(1) https://tetu.com (2) https://www.theguardian.com/technology/2018/sep/29/wltm-colour-blind-dating-app-racial-discrimination-grindr-tinder-algorithm-racism (3) https://www.kindr.grindr.com (4) https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ezra_Miller
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bravado-raven · 8 years ago
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Get To Know Me
Tagged by the magnificent @itana-007, Thank you so much for tagging me :D. I apologise for not doing these sooner tumblr isnt giving me damn notifications =P.
Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag however many people you want!
THE LAST: 1. Drink: Water 2. Phone call: IRL friend Ash 3. Text message: @haikyuukazoo 4. Song you listened to: It Has Begun ~ Starset 5. Time you cried: 2 hrs ago, lmao.
HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: Nup 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Nope 8. Been cheated on: Nah 9. Lost someone special: Definitely 10. Been depressed: Absolutely 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: Not legally allowed to drink =P
LIST 3 FAVORITE COLOURS: 12-14: Today i’m feeling Turquoise, Brown and Olive
IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: Online, Yeah. IRL, lmao who’d wanna talk to this nerd. 16. Fallen out of love: Not sure i truely know what love is. 17. Laughed until you cried: Of course! 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Negative 19. Met someone who changed you: I’ve met ppl who i never want to be like so yeah? i guess? 20. Found out who your friends are: Uh.. i always knew who they were... they are them, weird and unique as they are. 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: HA let’s just stop this at I’ve never kissed someone before.
GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: All of em. 23. Do you have any pets: YA :D 24. Do you want to change your name: Never 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: Celebrated it in Japan with my friends. 26. What time did you wake up: 4:05am 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Probably reading fanfiction 28. Name something you can’t wait for: The sweet release of death? uhh well my friends just organised another hang out so probably that cause i haven’t seen them in what feels like a month. 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: 3 mins ago 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: My fitness level. 31. What are you listening right now: My dad teaching my baby brother about pumpkins. 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: XD Yeah, he’s in my Chem and Physics and has the same will to live as I do. Man what a meme. 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: Dad 34. Most visited Website: Tumblr, Youtube and Netflix cause i have no life...
LOST QUESTIONS. I JUST PUT IN RANDOM INFO ABOUT ME (Lmaooo) 35. Mole/s: Everywhere, like there are some old friends and some im like ... where u always there?? 36. Mark/s: I mean i always accidentally draw on myself cause im reckless. 37. Childhood dream: I wanted to be a singer which was crushed by my dad telling me i’m not good enough, then i wanted to be a scientist. 38. Hair Colour: Black 39. Long or short hair: Short, I love short hair, though i have no idea what suits me. like i look bad in both but in short I look a little less bad? 40. Do you have a crush on someone: I’m confused... idk if it’s a crush, or if it’s the desire for platonic friendship. (most likely the latter cause im about as romantic as a rag covered in moulded melted cheese) (KITA WTF) 41. What do you like about yourself: Uh.............. 42. Piercings: Nay 43. Bloodtype: O Positive, (at least some aspect of my life is positive) (kita no) 44. Nickname: Niki or Kita 45. Relationship status: Single 46. Zodiac: Capricor 47. Pronouns: Don’t really care for pronouns, call me whatever as long as it isnt mean, then i’ll fite u (pls no) 48. Favorite TV Show: OF ALL TIME, FOREVER WILL BE A:TLA 49. Tattoos: I would love some, but im not sure what of. 50. Right or left hand: Right 51. Surgery: Nada 52. Hair dyed in different colour:  Nein, i’d love like subtle steaks or surprise rainbow fish under but yeah, i like my hair colour. 53. Sport: I was gonna put *runs away* but i know i can’t even do that. 55. Vacation: Take me away, idec where, Surprise trips are great. 56. Pair of trainers: What does this even mean?
MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating: A *uncrumples packet* Carman’s Original, Fruit Free, Museli bar. 58. Drinking: Nothin rn. 59. I’m about to: Probably binge youtube OR start my Chem homework. 61. Waiting for: a reason to live Something to genuinely smile or laugh at. 62. Want: mental stability?  63. Get married: At this moment in time don’t think so. 64. Career: I have no clue, I wanted to go into medicine but dad said there’s no point cause i probs wont get in and it’s really hard (Thanks dad). at the moment i want any career that allows me to directly help other people (which was why i wanted to go into medicine and help those with terminal illnesses)
WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: SHORT STORY TIME! So my family isnt a very... intimate? emotional? family. We do hug each other but it’s more like pats on the back, we do not kiss each other and don’t say “I love you” very often and that’s fine, cause it means that when we do, it carries a lot more with it. Now I FEAR kisses and saying the “L” word. Like i don’t like the “L” word in an intimate sense, it scares me. Luv is fine, but “LOVE” has too much emotional meaning behind it for it to be said just willy nilly, for me personally. ANYWAY STORY TIME KINDA? I GUESS OVER. (i choose hugs.) 66. Lips or eyes: Eyes, honestly the amount of times i want to just admire anyone’s eyes is uncountable. The unique patterns and shade and lighting UH. 67. Shorter or taller: Taller.  68. Older or younger: Honestly the elderly and the youth scare me. I’m okay with anyone as long as they accept me. 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Nice person. 71. Sensitive or loud: Both. If you wanna be loud by thor be as loud as you want (as long as you respect that we all have a right to quiet), if u wanna talk bout ur feelings sure i’ll listen, can’t help but i’ll listen. 72. Hook up or relationship: What is a hook up? Relationship i guess? 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant.
HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a Stranger: Again, No to the kisses. 75. Drank hard liquor: Again, Not legally allowed too. 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: Don’t wear em. 77. Turned someone down: HA who’d want me 78. Sex on the first date: Let’s just stop at “first date”  79. Broken someone’s heart: Lmao i hope not, don’t waste ur time on my dumb ass. I’m too oblivious for that. 80. Had your heart broken: Idk if it counts as a “heart break” if ur like, 13. Like chill child your still young. 81. Been arrested: Nah 82. Cried when someone died: Of Course. 83. Fallen for a friend: Tripped, yes. in love? Don’t think so.
DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: HELL NO :D 85. Miracles: pffft, nah 86. Love at first sight: Absolutely not. 87. Santa Claus: A creepy old white fat man that gives me presents? (sugar daddy) 88. Kiss on the first date: Again, Kisses are a No-No unless i share a very strong emotional bond with you (even then u’d be lucky)
OTHER: 90. Current best friend name: probs this scrub @beeboplox 91. Eyecolor: Brown.  92. Favorite movie: The incredibles?
TAGGING TIME: The usual @whovian1077, @firthermore​, @haikyuukazoo​, and anyone who wants to do this.
100% optional! If ya would like me to stop tagging you gimme a shout and i’ll stop (also goes if you’d like to be tagged). Thanks y’all for being awesome. =PP
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this-isadiary · 6 years ago
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okay last time i updated you
I was getting over Darrius. That didn’t take long bc it was obvi from the start that we only ever wanted sex from one another but a lot has been going on since I last gave you the juice. I hit up AJ bc he’s my go to rebound for every failed relationship i have with a guy i fell too hard and too fast for and his consistency is attractive; as is his massive dick. ANyway tell me how I hit him up trying to plan something for the near distant future and he says he can’t bc too short notice but when i told him i’ve been at work and I’m off at 10 pm and home by 1030 he still wants to come over. I honestly wasn’t feeling the vibe but it was what i asked for and i was getting it and i decided i would also be taking it. the thing is he was late and dexter was sleeping in my room now and i knew dex would not fuck w anyone climbing in through my window which was my only option and i told AJ that. I even warned him about my dogs in my room but he still was in so I was too. I avoided having dex in my room that night and I think that made the tenants suspicious but i said fuck it and kept it going. AJ kept me up until like 1230 when we planned on 11 but he was going to smoke me out and then sleep through the night with me so i didn’t sweat it. I should have. Mom knew I was up to something and she made a point of figuring it out. AJ was only in my room for about two minutes before I got a knock on my bedroom door. Mom wanted me to open the door so I could tell her why my window screen was out. I told her I was fucking with it in case she wouldn’t let me in past curfew again. She almost bought it but my hand flinched towards the door and she came barging through to find AJ hiding in my closet. So that night or morning i guess, I was told I have no respect for myself or the people around me so I need to gtfo. The next day I went to work and started packing my things. I spent a night at char’s before jordon helped me move all my shit into his den. About a month and a half tyler moved back into Alli’s apartment and I soon moved into the spare bedroom. I bought a few bedroom furniture pieces off tyler for $50 and spent two weeks sleeping on and incredibly uncomfortable (broken) futon before I purchased a bed frame and matching dresser (WITH A MIRROR) for $250? I very happy with that purchase. Terry took me to Sam’s Club and bought me a brand new box spring and mattress. I’m still paying him back for it but it was only about $530 and I’ll have it paid off soon enough. All these moving in expenses drained my car savings but also really put into perspective how badly i needed to work on my budgeting. It’s better nowadays but there is still plenty of room to grow. I’m going to hate paying car insurance. I’ve made a few more grand purchases since my bed but they weren’t for me. I’m splurging on bday gifts for my favorite taurus’s bc they have been the best friends you could ask for in my kind of time of need. Especially jordon. I know I can be a handful sometimes and I lowkey pity him for having to deal with me and my bullshit but I’ve already spent at least $140 on him in gifts alone and I haven’t even thought about how much it’s going to be to go bar hopping on his 21st with him. I hope we document it well. I’ll also be making jungle juice for char’s bday and she wants to have a boat party in st.petersburg for her 22nd. That plus i already spent like $20 on a dinky gift for her. You can’t put a price on friendship but for Tyler I’ve only got him a tshirt bc jordon decided he was going to take my second prezzie idea for ty’s 21st but  i’ll let him have it bc i know ty will be happy and i won’t have to buy it haha. 
But enough about my beloved friends. I want to talk about all the sex I’m having. AJ came to my new spot when I was still sleeping on an air mattress but he still didn’t stay the night because if he did we would have popped the damn thing. I’m not sure what kind of energy i was sending him but he stopped hitting my back and  I had other shit to worry about so when I got horny I just rang my next booty call. It sounds horrible but that’s what it’s always been with Q and I. I sucked Q off in the florida room and then fell asleep on the sectional with him. It was a really sweet night and I honestly still think that if we were both cured of our mental illnesses or at least just of our depression; that we might have a chance at being a really strong couple. He makes me feel like my problems are minor when they normally feel like the biggest fucking deal. He stopped answering my snaps soon after that so I let it go and focused on making money for a hot minute. And in case you were wondering; which I know you weren’t; yes; I did try to be friends who fuck with Darrius but I wanted to entertain the idea that we just needed time apart to grow as independent humans and later in the future we could get back together after we solve all our problems and I thought that we could pull that off while fucking exclusively but I always knew in the back of my head that i was just trying to fool myself. He was only on board with the sex and i’m not gonna lie, I thoroughly enjoyed riding his dick , but i couldn’t do it anymore. I romanticize meaningless sex all too often. As I came across this revelation, Char had been encouraging me to make amends with Evans and although the whole time I kept calling him a bitch, after about two weeks, I did end up having him over to talk shit out. The first time it was quick and angsty but he accepted the idea that we do that kind of shit more often. One time I had the day off and I invited him over to skate with me in the back and he spent the whole day with me. I didn’t expect that of him at the time and i found it admirable. Tyler came home with jordon that night and Evans joined us for some beers and a couple games of zombies and I that time I was ready to make out with him. He totally won over the boys because we are all basically the same person and for whatever reason the comradery made me think I might get involved with him again. So, you already know that’s exactly what I did; multiple times, over multiple nights, until the boys brought to my attention that I actually don’t want that at all. Let it be clear that it’s always been in my interest to stopping fucking Evans but the vag wants what the vag wants and no that’s not a real excuse for fucking my ex. I simply don’t have one. By the time I decided I would stop fucking w guys who don’t respect me I found myself at the annual frat party Sarah likes to dress up for and go to. This year I was ready to get fucked up and party hard and maybe get some dick while i’m at it. I wore something hot and slapped some shit on my face and got wasted at a party I was getting too old for. The night wasn’t complete shit though. We were in line for drinks with Sarah’s coworkers when I spotted one of the few and thus, the hottest, black guy at the function. I was told he was the plug but assumed that was just Sarah being accidentally racist because she does that sometimes. Well turns out she was correct. At the end of the party I found him and decided I was gonna ask for his snap and when i did he assumed it was for tree so I said yes. The very next night he came over and smoked me out. His name is Greg and he is a student athlete chem major from west palm who just joined that frat. He has huge arms and his chest is like a pillow. I feel like I could learn some people skills from him because he’s so polite and considerate to the point where I want him to fuck my face at least every two hours. I have this new kink where I want to swallow cum all the time and it is an exhausting new trade. Anyway I told him to keep in touch but he has a full time job in west palm and a huge friends group support system and he’s even in school over there too. I get the feeling we could be a decent couple but I’m more worried that I’ll distract him from success because I just want to gag on his dick all the time. I hope i still feel that way towards him when he comes back to orlando for school but only time will tell. Right now my focus is shifted on AJ again because he always comes back and I always am surprised that I can still pull an 8.5 like him on my worst day. Like he’s definitely a diamond in the rough because he can’t read me all that well but he seems to have pure intentions. I just have to avoid reading his retweets because he acts like a douche sometimes. Anyway now you’re all caught up.ttyl
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xiaoemospace · 7 years ago
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i don't exactly have a lot of work to do right now but i can't find any motivation to put in my maximum effort zz. the interview is only 2 days away and i haven't memorized half of the content i want to say. i have bio work due on thursday but it's stupid bc we haven't even learnt that topic yet and idw to spend any time on it tmr bc i want to prepare for the interview so screw bio??? but like i already think the new teacher has a bad impression of me even though she's super nice because i can't answer her questions properly and i always look so stupid and tired in class HAHAHA. sua la at least mye bio went well :-) i still have to redo the chem and math mye papers and i have no idea what's going on for ionic base eqm and that's that. boring shit out of the way, idk why but i've been thinking about poly a lot nowadays. like i wonder if i would have been more suited for poly. i still don't know what i want to do, but i watched a few perspective animations that day that really piqued my interest in interior design. i thought of interior design in like primary school but i ditched the idea and now it's coming back to me. but i have to rmb that i have to be good at math so that's that :-) aiya anyway it's too late now i guess i can only try my best rn and hope that i can choose a course i like. been trying to step out of my comfort zone lately, especially with trying for the china interview and wanting to go to all the university talks. i've never been one to attend these things but idk leh now i just feel like i should just go if i have the opportunity. my comfort zone is also a very very very very very small zone when it comes to my circle of friends, and usually i don't really like opening up and socialising with people i'm not very close to. but damn yesterday was a good time and like 60% of the interaction was awkward and it was just nice to see everyone again. i even talked to yuening and victor so i was quite shook. and i'm surprised that i talked to gideon quite a lot too. it wasn't as bad as i thought and ill totally be down if they organised something again. it's been a few days but i'm still really disappointed over some things. i talk about it but i don't think anyone really genuinely understands how i feel and why i am so upset , probably bc it's very personal la. i guess it's just because i was given high hopes and i thought i already prepared myself for the worst. it was so important to me and i just feel like i wasted an opportunity that was really hard to come by, since the timing and everything came even more smoothly than i planned. i can't wait for thursday to be over. it's stressing me out like fuck HAHAHAHA and it's not because i really really want to go to china it's just because i don't want to look stupid in front of the interviewer WHO IS RUSSELL WOO WIWUEJJSJD. after thursday, i swear i'll have more of my life together like i will redo my stupid mye papers. then if i have time i'll try out my own perspective drawing even tho i'll fail but it seems very interesting. not much juice for today or at least nothing is coming to mind. i'll save it for another time
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