#if it doesn't massively blow up in the next couple of weeks or so

[holy--milk]

a chapter of the russian "youth movement" posted a video about TGCF on their socials a couple of days ago, and i'm like... it's either the most hilarious thing ever, or a HUGE scandal waiting to happen

[sidekickjoey]

In the summer of '86, fresh off of saving the world, Steve Harrington and Nancy Wheeler get blonde highlights.

Be it a coping mechanism after handling the hell that was spring or simply a mutual need for change, the decision is made without nervousness from either party. They enter the salon together, swear up and down to their assigned hairstylists that, yes, this is what they want and no, they do not care that their hair already looks perfect as is, thanks, and leave donning notably different looks.

Steve's signature chestnut ends up woven between streaks of gold, giving him a sort of distracting glimmering effect when he walks out into the sun. Nancy's waves, though still shoulder length and crimped to perfection, sway almost completely and utterly blonde in any light.

Needless to say, their new looks quickly make them, the former it-couple of Hawkins, the talk of the town once more - including that of their two closest friends, Eddie and Robin.

They, unlike the general public of Hawkins, have spent the past few months slowly building massive crushes on Steve and Nancy, entranced by their might after surviving the horrors of the Upside Down. While to most a change in hair color for Steve and Nancy is merely an oddity, to them? It's like someone hit the panic button and left them to scatter in a secluded room.

Robin has only been over her gaga-for-Vickie phase for a few weeks now. The wound is still fresh, and she knows she should not be looking once again into a possible unrequited love situation until she is better healed emotionally. She also knows he has a weakness for blondes that goes beyond all reason, i.e. Tammy Thompson and her muppet singing voice. She shouldn't act and possibly jeopardize one of her most sincere female friendships over a silly little weakness like that.

However, Nancy looks like a vision in blonde.

Robin thinks it's her big doe eyes that do it. They pop when the blonde meshes with Nancy's fair skin, and it makes her heart swoon in the most debilitating of ways. Not to mention, the softer cut she got along with the lighter coloring frames her face so well. Robin swoons over it. If not for her fear of rejection, she probably would have already taken the leap and done something stupid, like confess how Nancy's scrambled her brain.

Eddie's not doing much better himself with Steve.

He had been there in the early days, when Scoops Ahoy's newest worker showed up in his first edition of golden highlights. Like any good Hawkins resident, he had handled it with poise, class, and lots of extra trips to Scoops Ahoy whenever he happened to be at the Starcourt Mall, along with frequent whisperings of 'what the hell' expressed in the confines of his room where no one could hear him freak out. T'was standard™.

This look, though...it blows Scoops Ahoy Steve away by miles.

It's bright. It's golden. It's like he slipped and fell into some kind of radiant daydream, only to emerge like a ray of sunlight to distract Eddie Munson and Eddie Munson alone, and Eddie can't shut up about it.

Seriously, Wayne has heard enough.

The issue is, he has next to no idea what to do about these feelings. His mind is screaming to make a move on the guy, because you only live once and, well, he's already on his second try. However, his little worried heart loves Steve's newfound companionship and whatever odd-couple friendship they have going on right now. He doesn't want to lose that because of some dye job and a trim. It's too important, too good.

So, like Robin, he finds himself refraining.

They both refrain, and over the next week or so, the decision to do so eats at them like mad. They stumble over their words when speaking to Steve and Nancy. They actually stumble physically, in Robin's case, when Nancy walks by one morning. They tell anyone and everyone they can about it aside from Steve and Nancy, and by the end of that week, it all hits a breaking point. Word slips for the sake of everyone's sanity to Steve and Nancy.

It should mark the beginning of havoc and betrayal.

Instead, it breeds two plans.

Because, here's the thing: Steve and Nancy are not dumb, contrary to what some might think. They are wildly observant people. They know what their friends are up to, and Robin and Eddie are high on that friend list after spring. They've seen their behavior and, though Nancy had to spell a little bit of it out for Steve, both have come to the conclusion that something is definitely up in the crush department. If they want to capitalize on it, they know there is no better time than now while their haircuts are still new and their own crushes are seeking an opportunity to spill their feelings.

Nancy's plan to handle Robin, to the untrained eye, is simple. She's known for carefully thought out strikes when people least expect them, and the last thing she's going to do is stop using that tactic to her advantage now.

So, she invites the other girl on a trip to the mall for new bracelets. She claims it's on account of Holly taking hers hostage (not a total lie) and needing time out with someone her age (also not a total lie), and Robin buys it in seconds. A day later, they meet up at a boutique mall just outside of Hawkins and roam for a few hours together. It's simple. Casual. Subtle enough to be innocent from afar yet just intimate enough for Nancy to make her move when the time is right.

The time becomes right when they're sitting at a booth in the food court, chatting about Holly's other jewelry-related crimes. Nancy accidentally knocks the fork for her salad off the table, catching the attention of them both. Robin is quick to say she's got it, but Nancy is faster. Ready. She reaches down, picks up the fork, and in a fit of bravery, makes damn sure she holds eye contact with Robin the entire way back up. Robin swallows and looks away, clearly flustered and trying to behave over such a small thing as eye contact. But, Nancy doesn't want her to ignore it this time. So, she pulls a cheesy line from Steve's old book (that she totally did not rehearse with Steve, not at all) and misbehaves, just to get the ball rolling.

Batting her eyes, she asks in her most casual drawl, "Sheesh Robin, do blondes always make you this nervous?"

Robin chokes on her milkshake. 'Accidentally' knocks over her own fork. Goes down beneath the table to - not subtly - whisper-scream about what the hell that just was, because what the hell was that? Hello?

Nancy finds it incredibly endearing. She kind of wants to tell her about it.

She joins Robin on the floor to do so and giggles, freakin giggles, at Robin's shock and awe over her being there. Robin, panicked, reaches for the fork she dropped and holds it up to Nancy for her to see like it's some kind of explanation for her huddling under the table a full minute after it fell. She then stutters out a small 'got it,' despite Nancy being a goddamn journalist who notices things for her job and is fully capable of using her own two eyes to see, what the heck Robin??

Nancy still finds it all so endearing, though she doesn't think saying it out loud would be the best course of action anymore. Her last words sort of sent the poor girl into a spiral, and as fun as it is sharing this cramped space with her, she kind of wants to get off the gross tile if at all possible. So, instead, she does the next best thing and expresses her fondness physically.

With a kiss.

On the mouth.

Hidden by the table but all-too-real and seen to Robin, who forgets how to breathe because oh my gosh. Oh my GOSH.

It's perfect. It's effortless. It's everything. It's hands-down worth the hours of waiting Nancy had to do under a hairdryer in foils to get her here, and even more worth Robin's adorably rushed confession after the fact that she's always liked blondes, just a little bit.

~~~~~~

Steve's plan is a lot different than Nancy's.

He is a tried-and-true passionate romantic after all, and Eddie is about as dramatic as Shakespeare. A casual outing or demure kiss under a table is just not going to cut it in terms of a confession for either of them. Steve knows this. He tells it to Nancy. Repeatedly.

After hours of back and forth over the phone, he eventually finds himself at a music store, equipped with a wad of cash and his eyes set on an, admittedly, badass looking guitar. It has blue flames along its black exterior that rise to its very top and are lined with a reflective silver, making it glimmer even in the dim light of the shop. Eddie's been moaning about losing his sweetheart to the Upside Down for weeks -- no, months at this point. Steve thinks this blue beauty would be a perfect replacement for her. He also thinks it might just be what they need to stop dancing around each other's feelings too, if he's lucky.

He purchases it and stows it away in his bedroom before calling Eddie over the following day. The boy is all nerves when he finally arrives. Steve doesn't help ease them by running his hand through his hair more than once, but what can he say? It's a tough habit to break, and he's been doing it ever since he's hand anything more than a buzz cut. Sue him.

After pleasantries about their day are discussed and Eddie appears to be more calmed down, Steve invites him upstairs for a 'surprise' that just about undoes all the poor boy's progress at once.

Because Steve didn't just place the new guitar in its case and put a bow on it to surprise Eddie. No, he propped that sucker on its stand, bought a small light to illuminate the silver and blue, and placed a little card on the case that said, 'To Eddie, from your sweetheart.'

Steve watches as Eddie physically has to reboot upon seeing it all. He then rushes to cover his ears as Eddie returns to consciousness with a full-blown yell, running over to his gift with repeated 'no way's that get higher and higher in volume with each utterance. All noise ceases when he finally reads the card, though. That's when Steve feels safe enough to drop his hands to his side and make his approach, a shy grin on his lips.

"Like it?"

"Y-You're my sweetheart?"

With a shrug, Steve once again cards a hand through his hair. "If you want me to be. I-I mean, I assumed you would want me to be with all the looks you've been giving me, a-and everything with the Upside Down. But if I've got that wrong, if...shit, maybe I should just-"

Their first kiss is messy, wet, and way too enthusiastic.

Eddie's all teeth from how wide he's smiling into the kiss, and Steve nearly falls over from the sheer force of the guy barreling into him. He grows a bit dizzy, too, from how firm Eddie's grip on his hair has him, and that does little for his already frazzled balance. But, it's perfect. It's so stupidly them and perfect and wild like Steve had hoped it to be, like Eddie hoped it to be.

Later, when Steve leaves Eddie to enjoy his guitar in peace and breathe because, yeah, he finds himself making a mental note to call Nancy when he's home. If this is what one round of highlights gets him, he'll be damned if they don't plan another round for touch ups soon.

Stepping inside, Steve catches sight of a blinking light on his answering machine that tells him Nancy'd be damned, too.

He smiles.

[sugdenlovesdingle]

So...when is Ryan Hawley rejoining Emmerdale? We need a Robron Reunion soon right? Seb is growing up without his Dads, Aaron is stuck in the village and Robert is stuck on the IoW! Of course, when Robert and Aaron come face to face, they will not see eye to eye. So, what would you prefer? A massive blow up like Chrissie and Robert causing havoc in the village or a slow burn like before the 2018 reunion - but obviously with a sane, Maxine written SL? If RWRB fans can manifest a sequel into reality, 911 Buddie fans have the Buckley-Diaz family within reach, we can dream about a Robron wedding in Las Vegas right? 😝😂

lol I don't think buddie fans are really the best example here.

but yes, he's done the guest parts on other shows, he's done voice over work, he's made two kids - time to go back!

Though Maxine isn't a writer on emmerdale anymore (something about rats and sinking ships) but since we're fully 🤡🤡🤡 here maybe she'll do a guest ep for a special occasion!

Like Aaron being shifty for weeks, secret phone calls and texts, snapping at Vinny when he tries to look at his screen. Telling him it's none of his business when he asks what he's hiding. And then one random tuesday he'll announce he's going away for a couple of days and no, he won't tell where to.

And then we get Aaron getting in his car and adjusting the mirrors For Reasons and we see he has one of those picture key chain thingies hanging from his rear-view mirror with their wedding pic with Seb in it and he drives away (this would actually work with the bts pic Danny posted where he's filming with/in Aaron's car!). And there's a few shots of him driving until he pulls up to a random house somewhere. He parks his car and gets out, walks up to the house and rings the doorbell, a person we don't know opens the door. "Hi Aaron. He's waiting for you."

Aaron goes in and we see a little boy watching tv and clutching a giraffe plushie, and a packed backpack next to him.

The person tries to get the kid's attention but he's focused on the tv and they sort of apologise to Aaron who just shrugs and sits down next to him.

"Hey mate, what are you watching?"

And the boy quickly looks at him and smiles and then starts telling him all about the thing he's watching.

And Aaron just lets him ramble and just has this *fond* look in his eyes the whole time.

*some other stuff happens, tom is still abusing belle, everyone is miserable*

When we come back to Aaron and the boy, the show he was watching has ended and he's sitting next to Aaron who has his arm around him.

"So are you ready to go home?"

the boy nods and we see a shot of the person who let Aaron in smiling at the two of them.

"Alright, lets go then. Go say bye."

The boy walks up to the person and says bye and they bend down to hug him.

"Bye Sebastian, it's been a pleasure having you here but I'm sure you'll be very happy back with your dads again."

*gasp* *shock* The boy is Seb!

They leave and we see Aaron strap Seb into a car seat and triple check all of the straps and buckles until he's satisfied and he gets behind the wheel and starts the car.

He tells Seb to wave at the person as they drive away and we see them round the corner and disappear from view.

Then there's some more shots of Aaron driving but it's notably a very different road/route than before and we see him maybe check google maps on his phone a lot, indicating that he doesn't know the road where they're going.

It's implied they've been on road a long time and they stop at a mcdonalds or something to get something to eat and Seb gets to play in the ballpit for a while.

Aaron is still on his phone A LOT and texting someone until his phone rings in his hand. He answers in typical Aaron style with a few one word answers and then hangs up, and tells Seb they have to go again.

When they get into the car he tells Seb it's only short drive now and we see them drive to a bus station and pull over.

Aaron smiles at something in front of them and gets out of the car, standing by the door, not quite believing his eyes.

"You took your time." someone out of view tells him and he laughs.

"Shut up and get over here you."

And we see him stepping away from the car, walking towards someone, and when the other person is within reach, he grabs a suit jacket and the camera focuses on his hands - fists balled into the fabric.

"I've missed you mister Dingle."

And the camera *FINALLY* pans up and we see Robert half smiling, half crying, pulling back a little to REALLY look at Aaron.

And he cups his face and wipes away a stray tear with his thumb.

"I missed you too mister Sugden"

*credits roll, the nation rejoices, all is right in the world again, robron are reunited*

[ofsmokenandgold]

Land of Women - Episode 3

So episode 3 and we're still on the "Amat and Gala have chemistry even though she's annoying as fuck" train.

We get a nice little flashback that outlines Amat's arrival in La Muga and how he came to be involved with the house and the co-operative and Golfo and Montse. The women are great, doting on him. It does give us a couple of Amat mysteries - the child in the photo and the fact that he bought the house with several large bundles of €50 notes - which suggests that he knows that Gala can't really complain to the authorities about him appropriating her cash - because there would be too many questions. This scene also reminds us that you can't convincingly dye a beard. It just looks too uniform, no beard is a single color. I know they did it to telegraph the time shift, but it's just distracting.

I do like the village tradition of useless men - that's a very European rural thing - we have something of the same tradition in my family.

This episode certainly shows us where Gala got her tendency towards entitlement from, Julia trying to extort money from Andreu based on the fact that he "might" be Gala's father is decidedly sketchy. She's causing chaos in these people's lives and isn't even very nice to them. And, talking of entitlement - I can forgive Kate for thinking she can just walk into a doctor's office in Spain and get a prescription, no questions asked, because she's 17 and doesn't know any better. But did Gala actually think through what it would mean to bring a child that needs medical support to a foreign country where she has no legal right to access ongoing care? Xavi (the doctor) is a twat, but he's not wrong that he can't just write her a prescription without her medical history and proof of legal residence.

So Amat and Gala - this episode is interesting because she yells less, is less generally annoying, and we see real chemistry developing between them. It's interesting to watch how often Amat is looking at her mouth and not her eyes when they are talking. It’s such a subtle tell for attraction and he just nails it. And then we get the whole getting drunk together and being cute. And then Gala finds out that Fred is cheating on her, so he's a rat and she doesn't have to feel any loyalty to him. Which brings us to the "almost-kiss" on the patio. At that moment I was sold, even though it seemed a little fast (she was happily married to Fred less than a week before), and then Montse shows up and the writers throw that massive curve ball at us.

And for me, everything falls apart at that point. If they'd chosen to have Amat talk to Montse that night, even just to make an excuse for the evening and talk to her later; he's still hungover, he's not feeling great, he's tired - ANYTHING other than going off upstairs and fucking like bunnies five minutes after he'd almost kissed Gala.

It's unfathomable to me why the writers chose to make him look like SUCH a dick. Even if it's just a friends-with-benefits thing he owes Montse an honest conversation about developing feelings for another woman. It just makes him look like he doesn't want to blow up his no-strings sex on the side deal in case he doesn't actually have a shot with Gala. Again, it makes him look like a dick. Even if he's a still pretty dick in another fine selection of slightly ratty henleys (and that one lovely sweater in the flashback scene).

I have pretty much come to terms with it. but it's jarring, especially as I know it's only going to get worse over the next three episodes.

I have decided to work through it with a little writing-therapy. I am taking a great deal of delight in the fact that the entire opus of Land of Woman fiction on AO3 is going to be Amat/Montse for the near future (one story up there, more to come).

[utilitycaster]

You described C3 as frequently feeling like it's accelerating only to pump the breaks, and that really perfectly articulates some of the mixed feelings I have about this campaign. There have been a couple of times now when I've been really excited and invested in where the story is going (Laudna's death, the party split, Ashton blowing up, now with FCG's death, etc.), and then it's felt like that momentum has been either derailed or softened (either immediately or after an episode or two). It's all moments on the darker end of the emotional spectrum, so I wonder if it's folks wanting to pull back from it, but it feels like it's been a theme in this campaign in a way it wasn't in C1 and C2. Maybe there's something else going on that I'm not thinking of though?

So I think this post about pacing I made earlier this week covers this indirectly. I think it's a mix of the early groundwork for the party developing a culture of checking in with each other, working through conflict, and deciding what to do being constantly interrupted; and the fact that this is a more heavily railroaded campaign. I want to be clear - I don't think the railroading is bad at all! But I think that the prep for a campaign that had a more defined plot, especially starting quite early on, needed to be more extensive. I think it should have probably had a session zero that was a tradition one - not a playtest of two or three characters who knew each other, but the main cast members sitting down and saying "oh, huh, no one here has a high INT score" - or a heavier hand from Matt.

I think, for example, Ashton exploding was great and the choices afterwards were sound, it's just that the party doesn't have the tools to resolve this sort of conflict and so they shy from it. I also think some of the players who tend to embrace difficult choices and conflict that ultimately lead to those darker places and, in my opinion, better story, have chosen to take a back seat; and some of the players in the position to make those bold decisions have declined to make them, which is their right in terms of agency but is less of the story I personally wish to see.

I do want to note that like...they have interrupted the story but they have not yet been proven to have pumped the brakes now; it is possible the cast will pick up seamlessly with the next episode. It's really just that like...as you said, it feels like a pattern.

I suppose the next thing I'm going to say is going to be unpopular, but let's be honest, that has never once stopped me. I think a lot of Campaign 3's more passionate defenders are people who prefer what I'd consider quick, easy, feel-good highs, with a trade-off of a deeper narrative since that requires effort. The people who unironically said "must a story have conflict?" The people who just want weeks on end of downtime after this moon plot (and look this campaign has surprised me many times, and as this question indicates, not all were positive nor narratively satisfying, so I absolutely could be wrong here but I'm just increasingly like...what will they do after this moon plot. Name a significant plot hook that isn't part of the moon plot.) The people who are like "why would the party attack Bor'Dor simply because they tried to kill them? Why would Orym contact the person he clearly has a massive crush on when he's upset when other people are right there? Why would the people of Gelvaan have reservations about mind readers? Why doesn't Ross, the largest friend, simply eat all the other friends?"

But getting back to the original point I really do think that because of the different nature of this campaign - and it is different, structurally, and I don't think that's the root cause - more intense prepwork needed to be done both leading in (character creation) and in the early stages, and I think because it was going to be so tightly plotted later on I think it needed looser plotting earlier to allow the party to mesh and be easier to guide.

[underwater-i-will-go]

me having a very good eye for injuries (9 out of 10 times i can tell what's wrong with a player as soon as it happens and i can also just about tell how long they will be out for, blessing or curse, you decide) surely didn't do me well in regards of pope's latest injury, but it prepared me.

perhaps did not prepare me to always have the worst possible outcome stuck in the back of my brain, given his age and overall injury history, a new gk signing as his temporary replacement in january could well mean a doubtful future at the club depending on how well the new signing will do in his absence. end of career depending on how his recovery will go? 4-5 months means he will require another surgery, unfortunately it's the same shoulder he already had been out for 6 months back in 2019. realistically, he will not be back on the grass until next season anyway, this means a definitive end of his england career since there is no way he'll get back in form until next june, which means that unless trafford will be called up the the senior squad until then, it will be pickford, ramsdale and johnstone again for the euros, massive blow for england. but southgate would likely not have called him up anyway, another story that. so england duties might, as insane as it may sound, be the least of concern right now.

the next tournament would be the world cup in 2025, unless he'll stay injury free or would only suffer smaller knocks, and will somehow redeem himself in the eyes of england's future coach, given he'll be 33 by then, it's well possible that last years world cup was his last. brings me straight back to how southgate has wasted his talent with his never ending bias for pickford. pope was firstly appointed in bloody 2018. sure he was out for injury during the 2021 euros, but the one bad nations league game he played last summer should not have defined how his future would go for england. ramsdale has dropped stinkers like that and was still backed up and continuously nominated. not saying that johnstone as his replacement is necessarily bad, but he's still not on pope's level and given that johnstone is just about a year younger than pope just mean spirited. but anyway.

surely most keepers have a longer career span than field players, but just because neuer came back after his accident age 37, doesn't mean that a player like pope will given his overall injury history. absolutely terrible how a single awkward landing can turn someone's future around like that. also de gea to newcastle in pope's absence rumours? if true, this would be a smart move. de gea is still a free agent, has plenty of pl experience and would definitely be a better first choice keeper than dubravka and karius. not pope level, but i can see him do fairly well at newcastle if this were to happen. best possible choice and outcome if true. i can get well along with that idea.

but on a personal level all this really does my head in, i can't lie. pope has somehow become my favourite player these past couple of months after never even particularly caring for him beforehand. i think it was his performance at milan away that finally flipped the switch in my brain. i will miss seeing him every week so very dearly, already hated not seeing him during the two international breaks. now having to deal with likely not seeing him for the rest of the season really fucks with me. my comfort player taken from me. fucks sake this will be a tedious rest of the season for me.

[kiestrokes]

IS THIS HWA!?!!?!?!?

I'm early for WIP Wednesday and I've been thinking all week what to send you.

Oooh Luce, you just added an ENTIRE chapter to Halazia from this😏

it's going after they've fucked a couple times, but before the blowout at the Choi's. where Hwa cannot figure out why she doesn't want to date him, even though he told himself that he would take her any way she’d be willing to offer herself to him. seeing Sol show a little bit of possessiveness over him, he decides to tell her his feelings. Stunned she kisses him, Seonghwa mumbles in the kiss trying to pull her off to get a clear answer, but when she nibbles his earlobe he is gone….

(under the cut)

Next thing they’re falling into her bed and she’s tying his hands to the frame as “punishment” for not dismissing the flirtatious women immediately. Hwa is losing his mind not being able to touch her, as she rids him of his clothing and gives him to most overstimulating blow job of his life. He’s too drained to remember what they were talking about when Sol unties him and curls into his side to nap after having spent the day in the hot sun with him on his bike.

He wakes up from a text from Yeosang saying he’s gone from another overnight delivery. So Hwa wakes her up for some revenge sex. Telling her she has to be quiet. That Yeosang is sleeping next door. But Hwa makes it incredibly hard for Sol to follow those directions.

They wander out post sex, to make ramen and she punches him after checking her phone and seeing the text from her brother. He just laughs and gobbles up his noodles, Sol watches in amazement as he takes the massive bite wonder just what else that mouth can do. Hwa licks his lips and tilts his head at her like a confused cat, “What?” Sol looks away quickly and Hwa laughs lightly spotting her hardened nipples pitching small tents in her shirt, he reaches over and pinches one causing her to jump. “If you hurry and eat, we can shower together.” He turns his attention back to his bowl, “and I’ll let ride my face like you’ve been fantasizing.” Sol gasps around a mouthful of noodles, “how did you know?” He chuckles, “you got the same heady look in your eyes that you get when my stroke is just right, the day Wooyoung was talking about my old eyebrows.”

[algrolo]

"Hey! Hi! This is ground control! I guess? Guess I'm ground control. Hi! Hope you all are doing alright! Heh. So I bet yall saw the fireworks down here and the explosions and the lack of communication but we're fine! Mostly... mostly? Eh. Probably. Theres a good amount of radiation, you can't step foot in like any major US urban center but for the most part people are alright? I guess? Anyways.

Just wanted to finally call you guys, wasn't sure if anyone was alive up there but hey! I figured if yall were youd probably need the food and such and okay. This is uh. This is kinda stupid. But like. Oh god. It had to be like a decade ago right? Probably. Anyways. I was on this social media app called Tumblr. And there was this writing prompt about this literal exact situation. And you know, I was a teen, bored outta my mind in class, so Im thinking about this prompt I read on the internet and I wrote an entire story about it. There were like aliens and something supply the ISS cause all the humans died, arghh, nooo, tragic. You get the gist. But well, I kinda found that story buried in a notebook a couple weeks ago?

So my first thought was 'wow, spot on prediction random writing prompt' and then my second thought was 'oh god theres still people up there holy shit'. So, abandoning all common sense, I drove off across 2 states, avoiding metropolitan areas as best as I could, and made it to Cape Canaveral which, surprising, didn't look too bad? I dont know how much radiation Im getting to be fair being this close to Miami but you know I always figured Florida was kinda radioactive before the planet decided to blow itself up so whatever.

And yeah well. Place was deserted. Alarms sure as hell werent and those things are NOISY. Intruder blah blah blah, well, sorry, but seems like the NASA boys all up and left- wait I shouldnt just say boys there were probably a bunch of women here too! STEM field! Diversity. You know. Sorry, sidetracked. Again. Anyways.

Thankfully, the computers all had logs set up for the next shipment to the ISS. So hey! You all didn't starve. It took me a bit but like when all the informations there all you gotta do is teach yourself some button sequences and pray that the rocket doesn't explode or something and viola! One shipment of ISS goodies. Easy! Said it should last a couple months. Great! Now do you want to guess what there weren't manuals for? HOW TO USE THE DAMN RADIO. Sure you can look at all the data on the server once you know how to crack a few admin passwords but did no one SERIOUSLY consider writing down how to talk to yall? Really?

Like I guess that's really basic to all the NASA nerds because 'its just a simple call we've been doing orbital calls to space for decades everyone knows how to do that you just show the new guy' WELL GUESS WHAT. THE NEW GUY IS HERE AND YOUR SORRY BUTTS ARENT. WHY DID NO ONE THINK TO WRITE THIS DOWN. Oh wait they did. BACK IN LIKE THE 1980S. Do you know how long it took to find the god damn manual in the archives? And this place is HUGE. MASSIVE. I AM ONE SINGULAR WOMAN.

Anyways. The computer says you should have recieved the the supplies by now. So PLEASE tell me you got them and I didn't just waste over a month roaming an abandoned government facility for nothing. I am going to be so mad if NASA did evacuate yall and no one bothered to write it down. Or if I sent a rocket flying right into your station and you all exploded or something. That would be bad too.

Oh god. Ive been talking nonstop for like 10 minutes. Whoops. Sorry. New at this, haha. Um, is anyone there? And if you are, could you help me get you down, maybe?"

"Ground control this is the ISS, we read you, over."

As one of the astronaut on the ISS you and your colleagues watched in horror as the Earth descended into nuclear chaos. You were certain that you were going to die up there, but even though there is no one left on Earth to answer your radio calls you still receive regular supply shipments.

[the-firebird69]

It's a few things going on in our very upsetting I'm sitting here deleting his internet and every chance they get and it is massively annoying they have a lot of problems and I guess that they're asking for it to be fixed and then they do this and what we say is it's too bad and it goes on and oh and okay it is just an unending same with these guys to mess around with it I need it fixed and I want someone to help we need a lot of people here there's a couple things happening and they're pretty big

--John remillard is going to go to prison and there's warrants out on him and he is sitting there stalling the phone and messing with it and telling him not to and it's not listening to any of them and it's a lot of people and it sounds as I don't really think that this is going to help anybody with this fool is doing and it's definitely not helping him and there's a lot of people who say that he is a small sport a spoiled brat and an indigent now they're saying that he is a very dumb abuser and are going to stop him a lot of people are doing it in town and they want him out of the way of everything they're trying to fix and they're calling the cops all the time on them

--there's a large number of people now trying to restore the town and he's in the way they are going to court to put an injunction on him and try and ban him from town and it's coming up this week

--other things that are happening the bears in question have incited in Tennessee they're going to go out there today and tomorrow and Thursday and they'll have their encounter no it's showing that John riemiller gets hit he gets shot and he's just going to sitting there it doesn't show with a bear coming up later and munching on him because he knows who he is and it goes on that way in the movie like three times so he gets mad at the bear anyways I'm like a hat and he's going to try and play the video to him so he does that and he has this place on Nova Scotia and it took the area from the clans and he's going to kidnap a lot of people an attack areas from there in Maine and he gets beat up by the pseudo Empire for doing it and very badly and it's coming up within the next few days. It is a huge huge event and he's lost to date about 75% of what he had and after this week he'll be down to about 10 to 15% and that's it and then there will be his brother who's going to ultimately destroy him and all his forces and he will be gone inside of a Takamak. It's not the first one built but it has components from it and it is a newer design that our son and daughter came up with and it's very powerful and he is accused of trying to toss himself into the power source all the time and she's been doesn't she's been does it but with machines and such as insulation and he's talking about John remillard as soon enough people going to discover the two and they're going to stop them as for today I'll just have to wait till tomorrow or another day it's not a big deal

--the mouth of the harbor has dropped and a total of about 3 ft in the past week and a half but last night and this morning I dropped about a foot so it's down to 10 ft 3 and 12 ft and it's going fast and the muck is out of about 65 ft out of 180 by tonight it will be about 70 and tomorrow morning maybe 85 ft that's a lot that's almost half and the water is going to be moving out fast the water from the north is coming down here will be here about 7:00 p.m. it's not massive and it's going to come steadily but it will increase the speed and the volume and it will probably be about 1 ft below high clam at high tide but it will be pushing out tons of money tons of it and high tide will change to probably 2 ft below high clam and low tide will be 6 ft down so it will be 8 ft below high clam that's when the mouth is clear coming up shortly they're going after the horn we don't think anyone will get it here but they're looking at other rivers and they began blowing out the Delta at Mississippi and Missouri and people think they're nuts they waited all this time why do it now but they're clearing it and they're actually removing it cuz it's so much of it and as they do the speed of the river increases and it's pulling out all the remaining luck soon we will be gone probably this weekend and the Delta too and they'll see it it's huge

--got a bja is getting ready he's going to look at the Wamamu and that's how John remillard says it and he gets his ass kicked for it not to mention he's already getting his ass kicked and his dupes end up going but really it's a big chunk of them about 1/3 and it's pretty soon they have some death stars they take. And Jen said it was hers and her son doesn't know doesn't seem to fit no that's wrong that's where she's from she said she came from the water and she is controlled by Hera and things are getting a little dicey Trump says and he says yeah you're going to die stuff by the Japanese you'll get it diced up and chopped up soon.

And it will go that way he's invited them to beat him up and stuff now he is looking at this thing and he can't believe it and he's saying these masks are on the radio and they are confident they will take it and they are moving some ships around and fueling up and arming them and gearing up and foreign to see it and are doing it and they're out there behind Saturn it looks like two fleets are getting ready by the empire and three fleets by the foreigners and maybe 5 to 10 please by the pseudo Empire and he says he'll be a big fight and we might be able to do something and he's telling his ships that are surrounded we might have an opportunity and they're saying oh and our sons is the pseudo Empire needs those ships now and John remillard says I'm aware of that since I'm sure you are in good rooms good riddance and I didn't tell me nothing for nothing you never tells anything like that unless he's going ahead with it and so he had to check and they're talking about it saying the second he flinches and things like that and he's going to try and just fly away and he can't he's cordoned off around it is in the shape of a sphere so he says he doesn't know what to do without a fleet and you're going to have to fight this pseudo Empire so he is going to have to fight them and it's going to come up real soon and he's going to shut up. We think this is going to happen in a matter of days if not laugh there's another thing a couple

--we have a huge fight going on here in town and it is over Trump and what he has and the pole position and they found out that he and believes it and hunt the Mac proper believe it and they're representative who monitorism says it and he was frustrated and didn't have a big team here and what's going on but they're saying he's into doing that and they know about it so they're going after him right now

--in addition he is in trouble with a lot of law enforcement people for what he did during this recent election and they're thinking of bringing formal charges and they're getting power and they're getting it over him because they have the city surrounded pretty soon they're going to attempt it and he's not aware of it and that's what happens with Camilla maybe if it's her

--there's a couple more things the rad level it's up to about 80 and it was five times today there's two more times coming up in about 15 minutes and then a couple hours from now and in between there are going to be three more 60 and two at 40 and he's in it and it won't go down anybody here who is not his level or the rock or similar it's going to get cancer and he's taking the right food in too on top of his ability to avoid it tonight we think he'll be 15% final second left tomorrow 14.5% and it's going to start going a little faster to 10:00 because it's inside the lipoma and it is running and we do see it because they're misshapen he might reach 10 by Friday at this rate and it's going to be great and the risperdal is probably 25% a little less and as I xyprexa is it 74% . It's pretty good and it's coming down and the risperdal start going fast when the promise that goes out it will be the only Target and it will be contaminated and it will wreck the other risperdal that is adjacent to it. And those now just contain risperdal and private and it's not much and it really doesn't do much else there are a few minutes it might go in there not well he's here cuz I practicing is one but it's not going to happen he's going to take a break and come back and it will be gone rapidly from the lipoma some will go there most of it won't only a small percentage a small percent of 1% and out real quick. But he is well in his way to return the oxygen is going to be up tonight it is Tuesday we did say about 20 to 23 tonight and we do think it's true it will be a little cold and he's keeping the window cracked open and it's enough to get air but it's bringing it down to 18 we wanted a heater but he's not gotten one and he'll probably get one it's not going to change so he might try that now

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[obs3rveparks]

Monument Park - #7

As soon as the car parks in front of Monument Park, I'm opening my phone. There's only a couple people at the park, probably due to the cold, but there's enough going on at the same time that I'm rushing to catch everything in time.

The first person I spot is a man with shaggy blonde hair walking through the park along the pathway. He wears a grey crewneck sweater and blue jeans, and the way his head seems to be on a swivel as he passes by the monuments makes me wonder if he's visiting from elsewhere. He strains his neck to look at the trees, looming leaf-less over the park, and his gaze seems to scan over the names on the black plaque honoring soldiers. As I watch him, I wonder what it would be like to see Houlton and Monument Park through the eyes of a tourist. I've grown up here most of my life and was too young to remember my first visit, so it's hard to imagine being unfamiliar with the park.

Next, I notice two older women walking up the slight hill from the sidewalk, their arms linked together. The woman on the right wears black pants and an emerald green coat while the other wears a long black and brown dress that brushes against the grass as she walks. I only see them for a moment, turning my gaze away to start writing, and by the time I look up they're gone. I assume that they're friends, perhaps mother and daughter, but whatever their relationship, they look to be close.

Once they've gone behind the library wall, I get my first chance to look over the park for a few moments, searching for small changes that might've occurred in the last week. I notice that the small red flower someone had put on the WW1/WW2 monument for Veteran's Day is still there, which surprises me considering the winds we've had in Houlton recently. The little flower doesn't seem to care though, staying firmly put and not budging despite the incessant blowing of the winds today.

A few moments later, I see a father and his two young kids hop out of their car, a tan truck parked on the gravel just beyond the left of the amphitheater. Once he helps them out of the truck they're off, running behind the amphitheater and out of my sight. I wonder just where they're going, racking my memory and trying to think of any specific places in that direction, but I come up with nothing. It only adds to the ever present mystery that accompanies observing people like this. The possibilities are endless.

A little while after they've left, I decide to brave the chill and exit my car to sit on one of the benches in the park, facing the road. Instantly, I'm hit with the sting of cold wind against my exposed skin and I pull my hoodie sleeves over my hands to protect them. As I walk across the park, the ground sinks slightly under my feet and I notice that some of the leaves have been raked into small piles which dot the park in a neat line. More un-raked leaves scatter the park as well, another product of the winds.

The longer I sit in the biting cold, the more numbed my exposed fingers become until I feel occasional sharp stings in my fingertips as I type. Because I'm faced towards the wind, my eyes begin to water until I can barely see and need to wipe my eyes. It makes for a less than ideal experience.

Observing Monument Park from a different angle is really interesting, I realize, despite the weather conditions. I watch from my bench as people pull into parking spots and exit their cars, squinting against the relentless beat of the wind against my face. Behind me, a girl and a boy walk side by side through the park, the boy in a black jacket and carrying two backpacks, and the girl wearing a blue hoodie and black leggings. I wonder if my observations and descriptions of them would've varied if I'd stayed in my car.

The tree closest to my bench is massive, old and leafless, and it looms over me like something out of a Halloween movie. The barrenness of its branches from winter slowly sinking its teeth into the town reminds me suddenly of the Whomping Willow from the Harry Potter series.

New angles really bring a different perspective to things. It's nice to experience the energy of Monument Park from a different point of view, so to speak. It's almost weird to think I would've missed some of the moments I captured today if I'd stayed in my car the whole time instead. As I make my way back to my car, I'm already set on coming back to my bench for my next visit.

[benadryltarantula]

Biami Dice, Episode, uh, whatever +1

I think I missed some stuff, but let's sum it up real quick!

After an interesting hunt, the source of JOOCE was discovered to be the large, bovine ghost of a streamer. JOOCE came from her... her penis. No matter, she was defeated anyway and our Angels earned some downtime. Aside from blowing some steam off, Beverly pissed the ghost of Socrates off enough via turning a philosophy club for amoral rich twenty somethings into a budding cult of personality that he'll be a surprise tool for later.

Fast forward a couple days and the Angels are contacted by the energy drink company Blondester to investigate the untimely bludgeoning of their CEO/founder, Jeremy Blonde. The Angels were sought due to the company contacting a psychic upon hearing the news and getting assurance a ghost was responsible. It was also revealed that his wound contained ectoplasm and a house known to be haunted was on the same street. Milk was there too so they have a friendly npc to bully.

The first step the players decided on was questioning the psychic, a man with a ling complicated name i don't feel like repeating. Rather than simply shake him down for info, the Angels wanted hard proof that this man could really sense the unsensible; naturally, they asked him to tell them dark secrets about themselves that not even they knew. Milk found the idea of fortune telling abhorrent and stayed outside.

I rolled on the Necronica memory fragment tables as they received palm readings.

Beverly, "hug": It was revealed that upon graduating High School, Beverly was very nearly overwhelmed by suppressed romantic desire for her friend Kimi as they hugged and went their separate ways. Beverly ended up consumed by thoughts on how to deal with her apparent latent homo/bisexuality.

Meryl, "enhancement": It was revealed that Meryl was born blind. Before she could form lasting memories, her parents spend everything they had and took on massive debt to fix her eyes via experimental hyperlaser treatments as Mr. Beast hadn't been invented yet. (Note, remember to make a Mr. The Beast ghost for later) Meryl became wracked with guilt over this revelation.

Melanie, "closet": Melanie was reluctant to have her secret read, but was convinced when she was told she could have it whispered to her. It was revealed that Melanie was terrified of something in her closet as a child, never actually opening it. Whatever she was afraid of is real, and it's coming. (Retroactively, Melanie is now responsible for setting the events of the demon Pashmina's arrival.)

Convinced, they were told the ghosts were a pair of envious spirits in a pink chariot. Immediately, they figured that the promotional dancers from the JOOCE concert were behind it, now they just had to find them.

Milk assured Beverly God doesn't care if you eat pussy if you have one and they decided to investigate the haunted house next. It turns out that it's just a single mom's house with generic 'things aren't where I left them' hauntings, but we'll see if they find anything else out next week!

[thedelusionreaderbitch]

Little did you know - Kaz Brekker/platonic! Crows x fem! reader

A/n: I don't know where this came from... It's a mess but its like- whatever I guess

Warnings: GORE, DEATH, TORTURE, questionable sanity, this could be disturbing to some people so don't say I didn't warn you!

I do not own six of crows or shadow and bone or it's characters

Summary: The Crows make a vital mistake when trying to get information not knowing that it would cost them everything...

(Gif not mine)

Her hair flows in the wind the only part of her moving the rest still as a serpent creeping up on its prey. Slowly, she starts to move forward as she spots her victims, some pretty little birdy's, just some unusually remarkable crows. If anything went right today the only thing that would be remarkable about them would be their downfall.

She almost yells out in excitement and joy when they wander right into her trap. They walk into her house - a dead merchant's house and go to loot what's left of it.

From her vantage point in the ceiling, she can see everything, from Nina's hands out ready to Matthias beside her. She sees Jesper's darting eyes and Wylan's uneasiness. Moreover, she can even see Inej Ghafa in the shadows high on alert ready to strike at any moment, just in case.

Then her eyes find Kaz and she almost kills him there and then.

He's in his normal attire and he hadn't changed his atrocious haircut either. Yet he's different still, it's the way he's holding himself. Like he feels accomplished.

And even though he has his neutral 'I'm bored' face on Y/n can see through him. She's always been able too and right now he's happy for an easy run. Not a trace of him is guilty or mourning and it's only been one week.

Now that she thinks about it there's not a trace of mourning in anyone.

Balling her hands into fits she nearly screams in agony, they thought she had died and they didn't even care. If she had any doubts before they're gone with just some simple observation.

Yet Y/n still waits and as soon as the Crows get into the trap completely she starts moving.

They had killed her loving parents who worked at a bakery, they had done nothing, nothing wrong. But now they were still six feet under, and she knew it was not just some casualties. Kaz was too precise for that.

She creeps up behind Inej and knocks her out cold before she can even cry out, Y/n catches her body before it can hit the floor and she carefully lays Inej to the said knowing she'll have to tie her up later.

Next is Jesper and Wylan.

For Jesper, she shoots him with a sleeping dart made out of a massively hard metal to control for fabricators and blinds Wylan before doing the same thing to him as well.

Taking out a bomb from Wylan's bag she sets it off. Running towards Nina and before she can use her heartrender abilities, Y/n headbutts her causing her figure to fall to the floor. Unconscious.

Matthias starts sprinting towards her but she simply grabs his shoulder and hits him on a pressure point on his neck and he's out with the rest of them.

It's funny because he taught her that manoeuvre.

"Kaz!" She yells in a shrill voice beckoning him downstairs, did he really leave his little itty bitty Crows alone? Ah, just like he did to her, what they all did to her.

The Crows and Y/n were on a mission and something went wrong, she was shot and they left her to die. She could have been easily saved but they left her and while they did that she remembers - the thing that she remembers most about that night. Kaz leaned down into her ear and said;

'Thanks for the information little snake.'

They had used her to get information, everything she had with them was fake. Everything with Kaz was fake. Every little touch, every little moment, their entire (established) relationship was fake.

"Come down Kazzy I helped you! Now you help me!" She runs up the stairs knowing that there's only one exit, the window. That was extremely high off the ground he would hopefully try to bargain with her first.

Even if he didn't Y/n had brought some rope because he would definitely break his legs at that height.

But Y/n wasn't a little snake now she was a majestic serpent that wielded the screeches of revenge in her venom.

She runs into the room with the window and there he was there in a chair in the shadows looking smug, but the serpent knew it was all just a facade - fake confidence.

Smiling at him she pulls out a second chair from a broken-down desk and places it right in front of him. 'Bang.' It's a simple sound but it echos throughout the room bouncing off the walls into the depths of madness.

"Oh Kazzy, have you come to help me?" She takes her lip in between her teeth and fake trembles.

"Have you come to save me?" Her voice is tiny and it's nothing like it used to be around him, yet he still flinches. He knows she's putting on an act but it still hurts him. And she wants to hurt him over, and over again.

"Y/n... We needed that information, lots of the Dregs' lives were on the line. There is so much more you wouldn't don't understand."

Laughing into the open she secretly pulls out a syringe from her back pocket readying it in her hand.

Instantly her voice changes from the scarce poor girl's voice to a very dark voice. Vengeance was held there and it was like burning your ears in the pits of hell listening to it. The sins and revenge sounded melodic but the torture that laid underneath was horrific.

"Really Rietveld? Did you think I would forgive so easily?"

Kaz's face morphs into surprise at hearing his real last name, Y/n jumps at the chance and she plunges the syringe deep into his neck.

"See you in hell."

___________________TIME SKIP A COUPLE OF HOURS__

All the Crows are tied up to some chairs in the secret basement of the house. The woman waits for what looks like patiently but really she's boiling with excitement.

This is going to be fun.

Finally, the last Crows wakes up and the Serpent takes out her playthings. Just a couple of knives and guns, but those were just her toys the real weapons are the emotional and mental pain she would cause everyone including herself.

"You know why you are here, don't you?" She walks around the room watching every one of The Crows' snarling faces but perhaps some of them held remorse.

Although Y/n was past their pity now. None of the damage could be undone, what's done is done. An eye for an eye.

"Nina darling, this may hurt a bit." Quicker than Jesper's sharpshooter's eye could catch she stabs Nina in the stomach as she yells out in pain Y/n twists the knife back and forth.

Matthias screams out for his lover and after what feels like an internity the serpent pulls the dagger out knowing that she'll just eventually die from blood loss.

Taking a quick look around the room she notices some of the terrified faces and how everyone is on edge. Good, just how she wants it.

"Mörd demjin," Matthias mutters under his breath and Y/n takes his throat in her hand and holds tight enough to choke him.

"Don't call me by the little nickname you gave Kazzy!" She yells furiously holding onto him tighter and tighter. His face starts to become purple and she can hear the yells and screams of the birdy's in the background.

'No! Let go! Matthias! Matthias! Let him go!'

"Any last words?" She jets out her lip before holding onto him tighter and she sees the fury of the ice in his eyes before there's nothing. His eyes roll back lifeless.

"No Matthias! Matthias!" Nina shrieks trying to desperately get out of her chair.

Rolling her eyes with a huff Y/n pulls out a gun and shoots Nina twice in the head.

"Now you're with your lover." She drawls on the word lover and turns to Inej. She didn't really want to do this but she had to cause him all the pain that she could. Even if Inej tried to stop them.

Swiftly she pulls out the knife Inej gave her and kindly kills her with a hard blow to the heart. She doesn't suffer, she just solely died, it's the only kindness the Serpent can afford to give her.

At this point, Jesper and Wylan are openly sobbing and screaming for their friends and for Y/n to please stop. But she doesn't, with blood all over her clothes she makes her path towards her next fool.

"If you were wondering why you couldn't control the bullets, Jesper." She drawls on in a monotone voice. She can see and hear Wylan screaming and it pains her but she doesn't let it show. She lets the Serpent take over or else this will never get done.

Fully becoming the Serpent Y/n places the barrel of her gun up to his heart and she just shoots, no emotion on her face whatsoever.

"A special venom of mine for Grisha. Had some fun testing it."

Going over to Wylan she quickly slits his throat not wanting the little merchling to suffer more than he already has.

She looks at Kaz blankly, he's shaking and he's beyond trying not to show any emotion. Tears are streaming down his face and he's gasping for air. Trembles roll off his body and the agony on his face pierces her hurt.

"Why?" Rietveld finally manages to rasp out. "WHY!" He screams ultimately reaching his breaking point.

"Because Kaz," She whispers in a sickeningly sweet voice lifting his chin with the tip of her pointer finger.

"Everything comes with a price." She pauses letting it sink in.

"And little did you know the price it would cost you."

And that's the story of Sankta Serpentina and Sankt Dirtyhands.

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-thedelusionreaderbitch

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[toxicbubblegum212]

Bowers gang ~ When they realised you are a Badass!!! ~

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Henry:

- Henry and his gang where leaning against the Trans am looking for a certain couple of loses

- Until a little beauty came into sight

- Henry smirks

- Patrick licks his lips, the same goal in mind

- You wore a crop, shorts and them sexy thigh highs

- You were the business

- There eyes tracked you as you walked over to your own gang of girls

- The gang also noticed the leader of the cheerleading squad come into view. Trixie (also sorry if this is your name lol)

- They soon realised there were auditions for some sorta of dance comp nation wide

- Henry didn't care about it, it got dull after he realised all the girls where hoe's and shook there flat asses

- Not until you started dancin of course

- Damn the way you move could drive any boy crazy

- The way you throw it back and bring it back up

- You drove him wild

- And you did it with a smile, you didn't give to shit who was watching you dance

- And thats what he liked, you weren't some other girl.

- You have taste and flavour that he wants to try

- He can see how all the boys want you

- This had proven you even more valuable to have

- But he knows you not just gonna willing fall into his lap

- You inflence also made many girls jealous like Greta and Trixie but you can handle them. They just have to face the fact that someone else will be taking over

Patrick:

- Patrick invited you to hangout with the boys at the quarry

- Patrick smirked knowing that you would accept the offer refusing to back down and look scared

- But you had more in store for Patrick

- You all reach the quarry, you were the first to strip down.

- The boys would all watch in aww

- You slowly revealed your many tattoos that covered you body

- Patricks breathing hitch when he saw an infamous street gang tattoo on your back

- Both Patrick and Henry have had there fair share of running into gangs. But your way by far the worst

- Henry and Patrick have so many questions but they don't wanna get on you bad side or anything

- Patrick is definitely gonna tread more lightly when he's around you

- He doesn't who you belong to anyone, he doesn't wanna mess with an heads in a street gang

- You simple smirk looking over at your shoulder knowing that you had some of the baddest boys in Derry wrapped around you finger.

Victor:

- Greta always had to fucking bother you

- Ever since you caught the eyes to the bowers gang

- "God your such a fuckin ugly slut!"

- "Well bitch maybe you should eat some make up so you can try and be pretty on the in side"

- "Shut the FUCK UP!"

- "BITCH EAT IT UP LIKE HOW YOU ATE BRADLEYS DICK LAST WEEK" a massive smirk appears on your face. Seeing Greta's bright red face and threatening stare enraged.

- You smile sweetly before blowing a kiss and walking away letting your hips sway

- The gang was watching Victor smirked at your success. You were definitely going to be entertaining!

Belch:

- Belch was waiting at the lights in his Trans am when all of a sudden a chopper pulls up next to him

- Not only is he wowed by the badass bike but the beauty ridding on it as well

- You flick your vise up "Belch!!! OMG man long time no see"

- Your smile is just as bright as it was all those years ago

- Belch and you go way back, you were both family friends

- Both your mothers got along and your dads both liked racing

- You were so innocent back then, now your pulling up in big fast motorbikes

- "Hey Y/N, i know this is gonna be short but you down to go to the quarry at 5?!"

- "Yeah man im down" you both fist bump before you pop are wheelie racing down the road"

- The whole gang can't wait to see you at five

- You might have a spot in the gang, they were all very surprised!

[nikethestatue]

Ok, idk if you watch Euphoria, but on the latest promo for next week's episode, there's a scene where a girl named Cassie looks to be wearing a regifted necklace that was originally meant for another girl (they guy [Nate] bought it and gave it to his ex for her b-day, but since they're not together anymore, he took it back and gave Cassie the necklace instead), and everyone who watches to show is disgusted and embarrassed that Cassie accepted the necklace and is flaunting it around school while knowing that it wasn't originally meant for her 🤭

Really reminded me of SOME people who think a regifted necklace is so romantic lol

(I wonder if they think that Cassie wearing Nate's regifted necklace is the stuff of romance when its actually as ridiculous as it looks in the show 😏)

I don't (I know, like one of 3 people in the world who doesn't), but first of all, it's funny that it's 1:1 with the book, and secondly, it's sad that people don't realize how terrible it is. The whole set up.

I don't understand how there is no self-respect in some of these readers where they think that a guy fantasizing about a woman and almost kissing her and then, IN THE SAME CHAPTER, supposedly making a romantic overture towards another women is acceptable?

This is what is considered romantic and acceptable now?

If this was real life, it would be the biggest cringe ever!

To think that if Gwyn and Elain ever met, and Elain saw the necklace on Gwyn, how awkward and weird the whole thing would be. And why? Why would SJM EVER set this up? It just makes zero sense.

If she wanted to 'break up' Elriel, have them have some massive blow up over something IMPORTANT (like Chaol and Celaena) and end it. But she didn't.

So I dont exactly understand what Gwynriels are celebrating here and why this think that this entire episode is setting up another couple???? It's just weird.

[corvidstoneage]

Ronin pt. 1

TW: Graphic violence.

This short story takes place in my "Peninsula" world a couple weeks after the fall of the second age. It follows a young Sklann warrior and is intended to showcase the Sklann culture and traditions I didn't get to explore much because my players decided to create a shadow army and destroy the world. go figure.

The Sklann culture doesn't deal with gender in the same way as we're accustomed to but I don't have the language finished yet so apologies for the weirdness with pronouns.

Hopefully I have enough material to make a series of sorts out of this. Again, this is unedited. Enjoy!

My legs burned as I crested the top of yet another hill, my clan’s menuki sitting heavily in the pouch on my right hip, my sword seeming much lighter on the left. It seemed like I had been walking for months since I left home, though it had only been that morning.

I started down the next hill with a sigh and tried to shake the memory. Early that morning a rider had come barreling through our gates. Most of the family was out in the fields trying to salvage what they could from the ash storms of the week before. So it was me and my cousin Emry who were at the house to hear about the incoming army.

“An army of shadows” he had said, his horse shuffling nervously as he spoke. “They don’t feel pain and they don’t bleed. They’ve slaughtered my clan and taken our menuki.”

I flinched at that. A clan’s menuki collection was one of the most important things it had. Another Sklann wouldn’t take menuki even in the worst times of war. Menuki were literally family, dead family sure, but still family.

I scarcely heard the rest of what he said before running towards the family temple checking my sword as I went. I knew it was there, it was always there, but it made me feel a little better to check. A single sword wouldn’t do much against an army but carrying a spear and armor everywhere wasn’t exactly practical.

I slid off my sandals as I ran up the stairs and through the beautifully carved archway, the cold stone oddly calming on my bare feet. Behind me I could hear Emry blowing the horn to call the rest of the family home.

Before me were the massive set of wooden drawers containing my clan’s menuki. Each tiny drawer was inscribed with the name of the person it contained. Most of them were still empty. Our clan wasn’t that old. One day my own name would be on one of those drawers and my own menuki would be within, my spirit and experience bound within it.

I lit the braziers to either side of the drawers and drew my sword. It glittered in the firelight as I placed it on the low table in front of the drawers and began to sing my clan’s war song.

The melody, simple and strong, started from my own lips and echoed in my grandmother’s menuki in the hilt of my sword, soon grew to an almost deafening volume as the rest of the stones joined in.

The horn in the background trailed off and I soon heard Emry’s voice join the melody as another sword joined mine on the table. We glanced at eachother for a moment before I began the descant, Emry continuing the melody beneath.

It would be both of our first actual combat and I thanked our ancestors, both in my heart and in the music, that we would have eachother and the will of our ancestors to aid us.

Emry finished the melody and began to sing the descant with me, our voices raised over the humming of the menuki. We sang of blood and war, we sang of the family we fought to protect and the family that had fought to protect us, and most importantly, we sang of the peace to follow the battle.

The humming rose and fell and I felt the ages old magic wrap around and through me, the rest of the world seeming to fall away. I reached out for my sword, held it horizontally in front of me, and sighed as I felt the spell complete, binding me to my menuki and my grandmother’s menuki to me.

As the music died away I sheathed my sword and turned to the doorway, reaching for Emry’s hand as I did. A brief squeeze assured me that I wouldn’t be alone physically and my grandmother stepping into my bones from her menuki assured me I wouldn’t be alone spiritually either.

Together we stepped out of the temple and into chaos. Emry’s parent group was armed with spears and shields and was struggling to close the gates as a group of people seeming to seeth with dark mist piled over eachother in an attempt to get in.

Looking up I saw several of Emry’s younger siblings on the roof of the house looking scared. They all had their bows but couldn’t get a good angle through the gate without hitting their parents.

Grabbing a spear and skjoldor from the side of the house, I ran to help defend the gate. Emry took the position to my left and as the youngest members of the shield wall we maneuvered to the left flank where the more experienced warriors would be covering us with their shields.

As we got into position the gates slammed open and one of the people outside lunged forward; unnaturally clawed hands lunging for Tauri, one of Emry’s parents. ddey were immediately struck in the left side with a spear but seemed not to care, running up the spearhead until ddey slammed into the cross piece and the point jutted grotesquely out their back. ddey stuck there then, eyes hungry and claws scrabbling at the spear shaft, still trying to overrun our shield wall.

Tauri shoved forward and the horrible thing that used to be a person stumbled backwards, dark smoke curling from the gaping spear wound, and was replaced by several more similar creatures.

We fought there for what felt like both hours and at the same time less than a minute. I stabbed and cut with my spear and shoved them away from Emry as best I could with my shield in the cramped confines of the shield wall but gradually we were pushed back under the onslaught.

We had only moved maybe ten feet back when Emry suddenly stumbled and fell. I looked down and saw blood. A lot of blood. I froze there looking at my best friend in horror.

“Stop just staring and help me up! My knee’s cut but I can still fight”

I jolted into action, dropping the spear and covering Emry with my shield as I pulled ddem to ddeir feet.

“Kids! Go guard the temple! They cannot be allowed to get the menuki.”

I didn’t know who said it but I grabbed Emry’s hand, my shield and spear forgotten in the dirt, and ran for the temple.

[habla-memoria]

Easy Vegan Carrot Cake Recipe

I've been vegan for almost 2 years now. If someone were to ask me why I went vegan, the response I have stored in my brain is "for the animals". It's obviously more complicated than that--the environment is another big factor. But what pushed me into this ideology wasn't methane emissions or deliberate deforestation, it was a video, a short video of a pig inside a truck sticking his nose out and smelling the cool morning air. The description of the video read something like "Pig experiencing the outside of his pen for the first time before being taken to the slaughterhouse."

It wasn't the footage of the actual slaughter, nor the brutally cramped conditions of his pen, that horrified me. It was the thought of those five minutes of joy that this pig got to experience in his entire life that shook me. I never needed to watch Dominion or Earthlings. This recipe calls for one and a half cups of brown sugar, but I find 3/4 cup of regular sugar to be better, as too much sugar obscures the flavor of the other ingredients.

Carrot cake is my favorite dessert, as it gives you the impression that you're eating healthy despite the very apparent reality that you're just eating cake. It's only been a couple years, as I said earlier, but I feel like I've already given up on convincing other people. It's hard to continue trying to even suggest veganism to someone when phrases like "animals belong on my plate" or "I'm gonna have an extra serving of bacon for you today" keep bouncing back at me. Not to mention the several cascading scenarios which all spell doom for the earth, the scorching crops, the lack of water, the forever plagues which are almost always caused by animal exploitation, the tiny particles filling up our lungs and giving babies cancer from the womb. Speaking of, I would only use one and a half carrot, as produce these days is filled with microplastics. These things won't be stopped by my regime of chickpeas and tofu, I know that now. I may be saving a handful of animals' lives, in the realm of abstraction, but my eating and shopping habits won't convince any CEOs to stop violating the earth. Some of them will start selling almond milk in addition to cow milk. Others will sell lentil burgers next to the cold cuts section. That's about it.

Sometimes I look at my nephew, he's 3 years old, and I think "what is going to happen to you? How am I gonna help you in the coming... years? Months? Weeks? When will we run out of water to put in your little blue cup? Please laugh now, don't save a single smile for tomorrow, please do it now." It's 32c in the Arctic. Storms of arsenic dust are on the brink of raging. Millions are being displaced as I type this delicious recipe that will leave you full of carroty goodness. For years I imagined how life on earth would end, mistakenly thinking we would all go together in a massive global panic, but now I see that the end will protract itself for years and those of us left alive will start wondering when it will hit us, or feeling relieved that it hasn't hit us, and then it does, and maybe we'll have enough time to know that this desert surrounding our puddle just moved a few inches in our direction. This desert that has no idea that we feel pain and loss and is not supposed to. Actually, I'm very much sure that we'll have just enough time to suffer that thought.

So I will sit here and have my black beans and turmeric rice and the arid winds of the desert will blow through my brain, and maybe I'll take some of that free sample of klonopin I found laying on the street last week, which will either calm me down or make me more suicidal (70/30 odds from what I read) and go sit on my porch and look at my cats play and my breathing will be heavy and fast, but I'll feel relieved that my neighborhood doesn't have many tall buildings and my oven runs on electricity and not gas. If you also have an electric oven, I would recommend leaving the cake in for an extra 20 minutes, just make sure to check on it periodically and doing the toothpick test.

Vegan Carrot Cake

Prep time: 30 minutes

Cook time: 30~ minutes

Servings: 10

Calories: 673kcal

Ingredients

- 2 cups All Purpose flour

- 1 tsp baking powder

- 1 tsp baking soda

- 1/2 tsp salt

- 2 tsp cinnamon

- 1 tsp nutmeg

- 1 1/2 cups light brown sugar or 3/4 granulated sugar

- 2 medium sized grated carrots

- 2 flax eggs (2 tbsp ground flaxseed meal with 6 tbsp water)

- 1/2 cup canola oil or vegetable oil

- 1 tsp vanilla extract

- 1 tbsp apple cider vinegar

- 1 cup chopped walnuts (optional)

Instructions

- Preheat the oven to 350f (180c). Spray two 7-inch cake pans or two 8-inch cake pans with non-stick spray and line the bottoms with circles of parchment paper.

- Sift the all purpose flour into a mixing bowl and add the baking powder, baking soda, salt, cinnamon and nutmeg. Mix together.

- Add the sugar and grated carrot to the mixing bowl.

- Prepare your flax eggs by adding 2 tablespoons of ground flaxseed meal to a bowl with 6 tablespoons of hot water. Let it sit for a minute to become gloopy.

- Add the flax eggs, oil, vanilla extract, apple cider vinegar and chopped walnuts to the mixing bowl.

- Mix everything together. If it seems like it won't come together and the mix is too dry then step away from the bowl for a couple of minutes and then come back to it. The carrots will have released more moisture into the batter allowing it to come together into a thick batter.

- Divide the batter evenly between the two prepared cake pans.

- Bake for 30 minutes or until a toothpick inserted into the center of one of the cakes comes out clean.

- Allow the cakes to cool in the pans for a few minutes before transferring them to a wire cooling rack to cool completely.

Notes

- Make sure to grate the carrots yourself. If you buy pre-grated carrots you will find that they're already dried, and you need the humidity of fresh carrot for the mix.

- For a gluten free option, simply switch the all purpose flour for gluten free flour

- The recipe adapts to 12-18 cupcakes depending on how full you make the cupcake liners.

- The walnuts are entirely optional but I find that they add so much to the texture, it makes the cake much more enjoyable.

- The cake can hold up to a week in the fridge and 0 months in the freezer.