#it’s been going on for like 2 months now im genuinely at my wits end. why do there have to be ads on ehre that open shit if you click on

[pepprs]

ok you know what fine maybe saying something about it will finally make it stop. can this stupid fucking app PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF GOD stop showing me ads for that stupid draftkings app. not only am i completely and totally disinterested in sports / betting / whatever but it counts me scrolling down past it as me CLICKING on it which opens up like 3 windows on my phone and it’s FUCKING annoying. every time i see it i report it for being broken or malicious or too frequent or whatever and it just doesn’t fucking go away. i am TIRED

[eyeheartboobiez]

-> 𝗃𝖺𝗌𝗈𝗇 𝗍𝗈𝖽𝖽 𝗑 𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀𝖾𝗋!𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

-> 𝗌𝗈𝖼𝗂𝖺𝗅 𝗆𝖾𝖽𝗂𝖺 𝖺𝗎!

-> 𝖺/𝗇: 𝗉𝖺𝗋𝗍 6!! 𝗌𝗈𝗋𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝖺 𝗐𝗁𝗂𝗅𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝗂 𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗍💕

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@rred_hood: hey guys. sorry for the radio silence, but i needed some time to figure things out w/ everything that’s been going on. just to give a quick update: these past few months i’ve been working on bettering myself, both physically and mentally. mostly though, i need to re-evaluate the people i allow to be in my life vs. the people i actually want around.

as you all know, artemis and i were seen out together a couple of months back, despite our very toxic relationship in the past. i’ve mentioned her abuse towards me here and there before, but now i wanna set the record straight.

me and artemis were NEVER happy. point blank. the first few months of our relationship seemed amazing, sure, but every moment after that felt like hell on earth. im not gonna go into the specifics of her treatment towards me (bcs frankly it’s not anyone’s business but mine), but the only reason we met up last month was to hopefully make peace with what happened during the time we were together.

as for the copyright situation and my alleged involvement in it; everything will be revealed before of the judge. while im legally not allowed to speak on it at this time, i will go ahead and apologize in advance for the news you’ll be hearing in the upcoming days…

before i post this, though, i publicly want to say this: @y/nforeal im GENUINELY sorry for any of the pain or stress all of this has caused you. i betrayed your trust, and have absolutely no expectations for you to forgive me. believe it or not, every second of our time together felt like pure bliss, and you’re the last person i ever wanted to hurt. i sincerely hope that you get everything you’ve ever dreamed of in life, regardless of whether i get to be part of the journey, or have to cheer you on from afar.

to end off, anyone who really supports me knows idc to involve myself in drama, so please, all i ask is that you be patient with me as i figure out a way to right my wrongs. peace✌🏻

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user1: all the jason antis looking mad goofy rn💀

⤷ user2: this man js opened up about his trauma and you’re staring fan wars… get a life fr

user3: praying for ur peace jay🙏

user4: yea enough is enough artemis need to be locked up for life

⤷ user5: matter fact, put her under the jail

user6: i just hope that y/n understands🙁

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Case Closed, Artemis Grace headed straight to the slammer! Where does this leave us now? (2/27/2023 1:42 PM PT)

From TikTok, to Instagram; almost all of social media has been flooded with people's response to the verdict of one of the biggest cases in Hollywood right now. Fans all over the internet have been posting nothing but support of the court's ruling. The hashtag "#WHOMPWHOMP" has even found itself trending on twitter in response to Artemis' behavior displayed throughout the trial.

The celeb's unsavory etiquette is nothing new though. From sobbing in the witness stand, to lashing out at her own lawyer, Artemis has shown nothing but discomposure since the day charges were pressed against her. But, for everyone new here, let's start from the beginning.

For those who may not have been keeping up with the story, back in September, acclaimed singer Y/N Y/LN took legal action against Artemis Grace on the grounds of copyright infringement. After months of speculation, investigators found that Grace had illegally distributed a song that had absolutely no business being in her possession in the first place.

Although the track was taken very favorably by fans and casual listeners alike, the actual artist was nowhere near pleased. Once sharing her feelings about the situation online, Y/N immediately put her emotions into a new album, the same album that led her to receive the first grammy of her career.

Aside from the copyright violation though, Artemis is also being sued for causing emotional distress in regards to all the drama she got wrapped up in with her ex-boyfriend, Jason Todd.

While Jason and Y/N were presumed to have been dating since March of last year (if not earlier), that fantasy was quickly ruined when Artemis and Todd were caught being uncomfortably close with each other outside of a club last August.

Of course, many fans on both sides were reasonably hurt by the news. Those who have been following Y/N for a while now may know that she has had trouble opening up to people in the past; something she has expressed quite a bit in her music. So, when word broke out that Jason seemed to be playing with her feelings, her supporters were beyond furious.

Even songwriter Cassandra Cain, Jason's adopted sister, made sure to support Y/N in every way that she could. The two have been friends for years now, having officially met back in 2020 at the billboard music awards. While Cassandra isn't a woman of many words, she made sure that her actions spoke volumes.

Late last year, she helped Y/N write one of the songs for her latest album, basically ensuring her win at this year's Grammys. Outside of music though, posts have been made by the two besties seemingly having the time of their lives.

Between the high emotions and the immense camaraderie being shown, fans have come to the conclusion that both women may have gotten together at some point while working together.

Without a doubt, there was an obvious tension between the duo while doing promotions for their shared single. Cassandra, though a notable lesbian icon in the community, has yet to speak up on the rumors (and, knowing her, probably never will).

Back to the legal proceedings, the heartbreaker in question was also present during Artemis' trial. In order to shed some light on the story, Jason Todd appeared before the court as a witness in hopes of ensuring that Y/N wins this case.

Unlike Artemis, Jason showed nothing but absolute remorse for his actions. About a month ago, the Gothamite made a post to his instagram page detailing the shame he felt by being involved in such acts, although in reality he had little participation to begin with.

While on trial, it was found that Todd actually had little to no involvement with the illegal distribution of the track. In fact, Artemis herself confessed that he only talked about Y/N having a song that was "in the works". He also revealed to her that the track was "something his girlfriend (had) dedicated it to him", thus confirming our suspicions of their relationship status.

Alongside this, she also admitted that their meet up back in August originally had nothing to do with music, nor were they trying to rekindle their disastrous affair. Jason did state that he was notably intoxicated that night, while Artemis indicated that she "hadn't had anything to drink" prior to their conversation.

In the end, after the grueling legal battle, Artemis is soon to be locked up after receiving a firm guilty ruling from the judge. The now former singer has been sentenced to three years in prison without possibility of parole, in addition to paying $25,000 as compensation for emotional distress.

Outside the courtroom Y/N and Jason were seen speaking together away from everyone else, as well as sharing a meaningful hug before parting ways. The heartwarming image that was caught by paparazzi has given shippers more than enough hope that the two celebs can hopefully rekindle the love they once had.

a/n: thoughts?

taglist: @din0o0o @cipheress-to-k-pop @bonnie-tz @phatnyash420 @rwylm-things @sheluvv-gambino

[autogeneratedkahootnickname]

Yeah so I'm an Amber apologist until the day I die.

I do think there's potentially a minor writing hiccup but I'm gonna set things out as best I can from my understanding.

What a lot of people don't pick up on, and what the show tries to convey in episode 5, is that Mark has been a phenomenally shitty boyfriend to Amber. We only see a few brief snippets of him cancelling some dinner plans, but this has been a constant, unfaltering issue for 3 months. 'He's late, he doesn't show, and he always has some shitty excuse.' From Amber's point of view, it wouldn't be unreasonable for her to think she means nothing to him.

But she recognises that the situation is complex, and she cares about him, and she sees that he IS trying, if not enough. So she gives him second chance after second chance. Honestly far longer than she should have done.

But yeah, their relationship is on the ROCKS for a LONG time. But since we see Mark superheroing throughout most of that, we can't put ourselves in her shoes.

So then, flash forward to Upstate U and the reveal. My controversial theory, but the one I think most makes sense in terms of writing, is that Amber didn't know Mark was Invincible until he tells her.

Amber is visibly startled when she sees Mark flying in her room. Granted she would be even if she knew, but it leans more to her not knowing than the contrary.

Amber does not know who Invincible is at Upstate U, and she never refers to him by name in the confrontation: 'I know you're a superhero', 'fly away, flyboy'. If she had known 'weeks beforehand' a cursory google would have been likely. She would be more likely to refer to him by name.

Amber is very intelligent, she's quick-witted, she's an expert at putting up walls as a defence mechanism and she hates being lied to. She would be capable of concealing her surprise, and wouldn't want to lose control in the conversation, but honestly she doesn't have to. Because her reaction seems genuine, even if its less premeditated than she puts on.

Amber goes into that interaction thinking Mark is a liar, a coward, a flake and an asshole. That interaction recontextualises him as a liar, a flake and an asshole. In different ways sure, but the end result is the same. Amber's whole issue is that she doesn't feel valued by Mark, and she's just been told that he was hiding an entire secret life from her because he didn't trust her. Also, Mark is not 'trusting her now': he's using Invincible as a retroactive get out of jail free card for being an asshole for 3-4 months. He frames it in a way that, even if its unintentional on his part, makes her out to be small, and petty, and irrational: 'because im out saving lives or protecting the planet.' It sounds like he's blaming her for being mad at him, and he's SO SURE she'll forgive him everything in that moment. She doesn't want to let him off the hook for being shitty, and Mark's behaviour isn't helping. This is supposed to convey that the way he treated her isn't ok even if he was a superhero, and he shouldn't expect it to be.

And she isn't happy about being angry with him! The scene ends with her looking pensive, conflicted, because the walls she put up in that scene do not reflect her character! She goes back to Mark to make sure he's alright, because she sees his actions in a different light, and bear in mind, at this point, Mark is still viewed by the public as someone who played a pretty substantial role in killing around 50,000 people at a guess. She's not going back to him because he's a hero now. He's public enemy number 2. That is an INCREDIBLE amount of integrity and dedication, traits she's displayed repeatedly throughout the season through her grassroots support of local communities.

William literally says in his pep talk to Mark:

'But you were a shitty boyfriend to Amber and you got what you deserved'. This is Mark's number 1 fan. Laying it out in front of us.

And last, but of course, not least,

Guys she's fucking seventeen cut her some slack jesus christ she's not a calculator

[lorillee]

ok everybody its time to outsource my decision making to the whims of my followers. i want you not to give advice as you would give advice to other people but genuinely truly consider what you would do in my situation. try to understand my plight. for the past like 2 months ive been unable to update my computer to the latest version of windows which like is obviously an increasingly large security risk and also quite annoying because my computer keeps restarting and harassing me to update. ive spent whats got to be a minimum of 5-10 hours trying to figure out whats going on with it and im kind of at my wits ends and have decided that at this point i might as well just reinstall windows. NOW. obviously im going to reinstall it while selecting the option to keep all my files or whatever But of course there is always the chance that something will go terribly wrong and everything on this worthless piece of junk will be obliterated never to see the light of day again. the chances of this happening are all things considered very small but not zero. currently my documents folder is like 40 something gigabytes and transferring Actually nevermind post cancelled honestly that was way smaller than i was expecting. ok i actually have a 64 gb thumbdrive with me so im just goign to put this all on there and use my 16 gb thumbdrive thats currently being used for my lab work to put the reinstallation crap on. lord this is going to take forever IM SO SICK OF EVERYTHINGGGGGGGGGG

[rpfisfine]

child abuse tw

god i genuinely hate and despise the woman who lives one floor below us she has a 2-ish year old daughter who's just learning to speak and you will literally hear the woman scream and curse at her at the top of her lungs for little things like spilling some water (you can hear every word she's saying bc the walls at our apartment building are insanely thin) and actually explicitly calling her "stupid" and threatening her with physical violence and stuff like that. we've been living here for abt 4 months now and in that time i have only heard the daughter laugh joyously like twice but i hear her cry hysterically without any word of comfort from the mother practically every day my parents are seriously tempted to call social services on her pretty much on a daily basis at this point bc the rest of the apartment building doesn't care in the slightest im just like actually at my wits end as to how someone can treat their own TWO YEAR OLD child like this like do you genuinely think your daughter is going to remember you fondly when she grows up. abusive imbecile

[caninekakashi]

1 16 and 22 djdjsjdjfj <33333

I OWE YOU MY LIFE. im gonna do 22 first because everything else has to go under a cut its SO much

22. how much of your own self/experiences do you believe pours into your projects? if this differs per project, which projects have the most and least of you?

so much! i have to project onto these men or i will go insane. my brain is a big cocktail of disorders so i love seasoning characters with trauma or other issues and just forcing them to go through it, if a fic is lighter ill try to keep it softer but if i really want to write a whump fic, no one is coming out of that without at least 8 years of therapy

ok under cut now <3

give short descriptions of all your current WIPs

ok this is kind of a mess because i have so many

kkgai secret marriage fic: essentially team 7 decides that kk is a lonely sad man and start trying to set him up with literally anyone they can think of, blissfully unaware of the fact that gai and kk have been married for 3-5 years. all of the other shinobi know and do not say anything because this is hilarious to watch play out. this is sadly one of the least done ones </3

heart of a dog: i already have a oneshot up on this for ao3 but its going to be kkgai early years to pre-team7 and then a dif fic for after team7 to the ending. i am exploring youth mental illness and kakashi being a dog. this was mainly an excuse to write a slightly feral wolf kakashi

obkk pwp 1: kakashi's chakra veins get frozen fighting kiri nin while on a mission with obito, obito funnels his fire into a chakra massage to help melt the ice in kakashi, kakashi is half naked for Reasons and obito is pretty much fondling him in a sensory way.

slip your wedding veil over my eyes (leave me mourning, leave me blind.) obkk unknown marriage fic: follows canon events up until ob gives kk the sharingan, uchiha clan traditions dictate that a sharingan is a marriage present (exchanged between 2 clan members or between the clan member and the one being invited). ob does this as a last ditch effort to ensure that kks can NEVER have the sharingan taken away from him. since rin does the procedure she is counted as a witness and its a binding agreement. there WILL be angst in this

“with this eye i curse you, as you curse me. what i feel for you, you will feel through me. to the end of all things, i will fan your flame eternally. <- wip vows

you're here forever 2: this is another gift fic for u actually sdjhgs, obkkrin being in the timeout den all day. kakashi is very zoned out and very dog, obito woke up without a bedspread, rin is the only functional adult in the house that day

currently only at 2k words so its still Coming Along

explosion sound: friend sent me this i laughed about it for a full day. went "wait obkk" and started writing like an insane person. video is nearly verbatim conversation ob and rin have

time of the month: obito confuses the menstrual cycle with the phases of the moon <3 he is 13. rin and kk want 2 kill him and minato is dying

hokage requirments include fucking uchihas: thought about THIS post way too much, and decided that'd be a great post war redemption arc for obito

top surgery:

i genuinely don't know, this is the only thing written in that doc.

16. to what extent do you research for your writing?

for hoad i was googling the gender ratio for wolf litters at 3 in the morning. i don't know. what that necessarily MEANS for me... but it cannot be good.

this was to differentiate between hatake clan and inuzuka clan traits btw. for a throwaway line of topic that may not ever be used in fic, but it IS in my lore bible.

[bbhyeoliskooks]

『𝟏𝟎:𝟎𝟏𝐩𝐦- 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐛𝐨𝐲!𝐲𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐣𝐮𝐧, 𝐩𝐭. 𝟑』

3:47pm (pt. 1) || 1:54pm (pt.2)

— you can actually read these in any order you’d like ! this is basically how these two got comfortable with each other hehe~~ and it’s acc rlly cute, so i hope you enjoy 🥺💘 

tw: blood (but barely any :D)

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“Hey, I’m glad you trust me with your feelings,” you softly murmured which somehow traveled to Yeonjun’s ear, and he finally glanced up with a deep frown settled on his face. He just sighed, wincing as he moved to wipe his glossy eyes after a while. Sitting right in front of you, he hopelessly covered his face to no avail with his bloody hands, the ones that abused the wall from behind him and not to mention, his knuckles as well. 

Just an hour or two ago, you were witnessing him dig his knuckles into the wall, excruciating punch by punch while glossy tears streamed against the valleys of his cheeks. Your teeth rattled with every hit he threw towards it, but there was nothing else you could do but watch until he let everything out. 

Nonetheless, you were surprised to see him this late into the night but you had to mention you were disappointed too. It was right after your little study session in the local library in order to ace the test that was coming, nose filled in a few hardcover books as your mind took you to places where you’d never been able to achieve. All of it was boring as hell, but you had to study for this one since it was important. Before you knew it, the time was coming to the steady yet shorter hand of eight o’clock, and you needed to leave before the cranky, old librarian shouted at you to leave.

This time when you saw him grunting in agony as he clubbed the brick walls, you couldn’t help yourself. You told yourself time and time again not to mess with him since guys like him only bring trouble but when it came to Yeonjun, the scenario was quite different. 

You were a bit sad that he couldn’t tell you about this problem, although why would he when you were both basically strangers? The first time you met was something memorable, for perhaps you were the first person to see him cry at lunch in a lone place. You wanted to help him- you needed to! And speaking quite honestly, you didn’t mind. You really didn’t mind at all. That poor look on his face as he realized you were watching every tear fall from his eyes the first time you met... you just weren’t able to resist seeing someone so strong practically fall apart in front of you. 

To Yeonjun though, he hated being like this in front of you. Weak, pathetic, foolish, vulnerable, all those stupid words to describe it. He felt sick to his stomach, mind swarming with multiple curses as he watched you inch closer to him. You’d only been friends for a few months because of one incident, but he still couldn’t wrap his mind around this. Weren’t you supposed to be scared of him or something? What a shame that didn’t work now because he looked so damn fragile before you. 

“How about we go home now? Do you want me to take you home?” He perked up at the sound of your voice as you took his knuckles into your hand, holding back the urge to moan from the washing pain over his own. You pulled him up as best as you could with a little help from him, smiling when he stood tall and proud of you instead of swimming in the feeling of desperation.

A genuine smile painted your lips as you looked up at him, not knowing the immediate response he surprisingly had to it. Yeonjun’s cheeks heated up at the fact that you were grinning so widely in front of him, blossoming into red roses as he couldn’t avert his eyes away from your face. Internally but without realizing, he sketched out your adorable nose and simply soft looking cheeks, so that he could always come back to this memory whenever he missed you. Your eyes were sparkling in the street light, dazzling white snow falling between the both of you as he sighed in pure happiness. Every time you were near, these feelings he tried so hard to stop always returned, and he found himself admiring you all the more. More than what a friend should feel. 

The freezing, shaking hand intertwined with his made him retract in surprise, hands swiftly gripping the ends of his own oversized hoodie with worry. 

“You’re shaking, baby. Didn’t I tell you to dress warmly during the winter a month ago?”

He remembered that...? 

Hastily he threw off his hoodie, murmuring towards your direction to lift up your arms in which you easily did from how fast he was going. You gasped at the sheer size of the sweatshirt which fit you warmly, protecting you from the freezing, biting cold while Yeonjun’s chest reverberated from a few chuckles of satisfaction. 

You were adorable. 

“But you don’t even-”

He pulled you close, clearly enjoying how you shyly shut your mouth when he did so. A smirk replaced the deep frown on his face from before when he realized you weren’t taking him seriously, and he sneakily leaned down to press a sweet, chaste kiss against your forehead. 

“It’s fine, baby~ Now, can I have another kiss? Right here?” He pointed towards his lips, causing you to widen your shocked mouth just a little as you watched him lean down. This- this wasn’t what friends did... but who were you to talk when you stood on your tippy-toes anyway? 

Maybe Yeonjun did have a soft spot for you. Or maybe it was because he always knew. 

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Posted: 2/3/21- 12:34am

(Ik im up late but 🗿🗿 i just wanted to write a bad boy yeonjun story because why nottt~??? if i made a mistake, pretend that your eyes don’t see please :D it’s late and i have school tomorrow, plus i didn’t take my nap today so i wanna sleep as soon as i cannn~! but thank you for reading though, i appreciate it so much 🥺💘)

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[elytrafemme]

NO DON'T WORRY IM GONNA CHECK MY FUCKING SELF INTO A PSYCH WARD TOO!!!!!!!

LITERALLY EVERY SINGLE DAY i fucking i think about how c!wilbur told c!ranboo to plant tnt in las nevadas and then c!ranboo set up a very very interesting conflict with c!tubbo and now. genuinely nearing 2 months later. c!ranboo c!wilbur c!tubbo literally none of them have appeared since. I ESPECIALLY THINK ABOUT THE FACT THAT C!RANBOO HASN'T APPEARED. IT'S GENUINELY SO FRUSTRATING but also i am the joker 😭😭😭 You do not comprehend nor understand how COOL that c!ranboo plotline could've been. Nobody Does. Only I Do.

(also. um. yeah. literally almost every single reblog on that post can be traced back to me if you go far enough. um. sorry [is not sorry]. BWJSHX9WU329HSSODH 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)

fun fact me and an IRL have a running joke that 5 years from now we're going to go on a date where she drops me off / picks me up from a psych ward and we make out and considering that i'm pretty sure we're on the brink of a relationship this bodes really poorly for me

NO LITERALLY STOP LIKE I THINK ABOUT IT ALL THE TIME!!! UR SO RIGHT LIKE

LAYS DOWN. RATTLES THE BAR OF MY CAGE

everyone around me: hi mare how are you

me: if c!ranboo planted the tnt underneath the casino like c!wilbur requested but then later went into the casino amidst a war where c!wilbur was telling him to activate the tnt and got other people out of there potentially leading to a c!beeduo interaction ending with "just trust me" and c!tubbo leaving/being forced out of the casino and c!ranboo setting up the tnt to blow up the casino it would narratively signifiy so many things. it would solidify and conclude the parallels seen between c!wilbur and c!ranboo by mimicking the end of l'manberg and showing how c!quackity is unable to escape the parts of himself he left back in pogtopia while forcing c!tubbo to witness his husband blow up an entire casino in the country he became part of and sacrificing himself explicitly so c!tubbo wouldn't die, showing both his tendency to people please but also the fact that his family would come first and he would go against what c!wilbur wanted in order to defend c!tubbo and his family, while also giving him a canon death which is necessary at this point to show character development i truly believe that, and i can't emphasize enough, themataically tie the las nevadas arc back to l'manberg, except with new l'manberg's traitor being the one to blow himself up and destroy the country, showing how absolutely similar c!wilbur and c!ranboo are and how they would both die for the things they care about, and bonus points if c!philza is there to witness this and this becomes an event witnessed by many people and bonus points if after c!ranboo's death he wakes up somewhere completely unexpected somewhere tied to the enderwalk state like his lab or something and everyone has to cope with the fact that c!ranboo destroyed the sign of hope and the heart of las nevadas and effectively betrayed everyone in order to save their lives

I'm normal.

[indipindy16]

Touya ‘Problem Child’ AU

AU WHERE TOUYA/DABI WAS IN AIZAWA’S FIRST EVER HOMEROOM CLASS and when he runs away, aizawa and yamada take him in???

at this point, endeavour just kinda ignores touya since he has shouto to train instead. so touya has to get in through the main exam rather than recommendations. despite everything that’s happened to him, he still wants to be a hero

this is going off the natsuo-and-dabi-are-twins theory, so this is 4 yrs before canon, when touya would be 15. im just gonna make bubble girl 3 yrs younger so i can put her in touya’s class, also sirius, kido and mr brave. lets just shove in some siblings for other characters - hatsume’s big sister, kaniyashiki’s little lobster brother, and setsuna’s big brother. damn now i have to come up with names for these peopel. alright, 8 ppl is enough, the rest get expelled

aizawa has been teaching hero/vigilante law at ua for 2 years and he’s built up a reputation for expelling students, but he’s never had his own homeroom class before

(after touya’s class graduates, aizawa gets given another, but he ends up expelling the whole lot, so that’s why he gets another 1st year class the next year (midoriya’s class) so the math for the years works out)

you just know that touya is the ‘problem child’ of the class - his quirk literally burns his own skin!! so when aizawa later dubs midoriya ‘problem child,’ it’s because he reminds him of touya

all touya wants at this point is to prove his father wrong and be a hero. he doesn’t care about ‘friends.’ but ofc the 7 other kids in his class will not stand for this, and he gets dragged into a close friend group with bubble girl (awata) and sirius (who i’ll call kikuna, since she doesn’t have a name in canon)

just before the start of his second year, touya gets into a really big fight with enji: endeawhore pushes shouto past the point of quirk exhaustion, so touya and fuyumi want to take him to the nearest hospital but enji won’t let them because he doesn’t want a scandal. touya basically says ‘fuck you’ and distracts enji while fuyumi and natsuo carry shouto’s unconscious body away to safety. touya’s idea of a ‘distraction’ is finally fighting back to his asshole of a father. endeawhore is enraged, and he’s not in ‘training’ mode anymore, he’s genuinely trying to murder his own son. touya gets his scars because he has to use his quirk excessively to defend himself, and his body can’t handle it. he has to run away because he’s genuinely afraid enji’s gonna kill him. 

without medical attention his burns are gonna get infected, but touya can’t go to the hospital because they’d send him back to his father, and he ends up living on the streets. lucky for him, within a few days aizawa finds him during patrol. at this point, the exhaustion and injuries are catching up to touya, and he’s passed out. aizawa takes him to recovery girl - she fixes his burns, but the scars remain. it’s only in proper lighting that aizawa realises the kid he just saved is his student - who endeavour’s claiming died in a ‘freak accident.’ when touya wakes up, he tells aizawa the truth, and aizawa takes him in with yamada.

they begin to build a case against endeavour, but because the hero keeps his home life under such close wraps it’s hard finding concrete evidence - especially since touya is officially ‘dead.’ in the meantime, he lives with aizawa and yamada. he still goes to school with his normal class - since there were only 7 classmates, it’s easy to convince them to keep it quiet, especially since they’re so happy to find that touya’s alive. 

it takes 9 months, but working with tsukauchi and nedzu, they’re able to get touya’s death certificate overturned and he becomes a viable witness against endeavour, and the trial process can begin. 3 months after that, a full year since touya ran away from home, and enji is finally convicted in court - he is arrested. fuyumi takes custody of natsuo and shouto, and they move to a house right next to rei’s hospital so they can visit her every day. now that endeavour’s stopped bribing officials, rei is able to get a long overdue psychological evaluation to prove that she’s well enough to look after her kids again, and she gets to come home from the hospital!! touya still lives with aizawa and yamada though.

queue a cute epilogue of when shouto gets into class (via recommendation from aizawa, since shouto started training with him - proper, good training, not like endeawhore’s) on his first day and his big bro is there as a teaching assistant. because of course he is! his sister’s a teacher, his dads are teachers, and he wants to train students to be heroes with the same care and kindness that he wishes he’d got as a kid.

...the end

maybe in the future i’ll make some art for this au, idk. i just wanted to get this off my chest. i think ‘touya problem child au’ would be a pretty fitting name, so that’s what i’ll tag it as for the moment

[angelofhell-666]

“That’s my granddaughter Bucky....” part 4

This is a long one guys i apologize. i really hope yall like how this turns out. there will be a few more parts. then the series will really begin.

Bucky x reader, Steve x granddaughter!reader

words- 2,111

Almost a month has gone by since everyone came back from the snap. It took a while for everything to go back to normal. Well as close to normal as possible.

I decided to not take up a job at the moment to just stay at home with gramps and help him since he was now 5 years older and looked frail.

I tossed and turned all night. When I looked at the time it was about 5:20 am so I decided to get up and make a pot of coffee.

I poured in into my favorite mug, which of course was a captain America one, and sat out on the back deck.

Gramps lived in a quiet neighborhood in Brooklyn and it had a backyard but was small. When my parents would come home they only had a small apartment and would only be home for a short time. Gramps didn’t want me to grow up in a small place like he did when he was a kid so he took me in. And also because I was an accident baby so my parents pretty much gave me up to him and grandma when I was an infant.

I was watching as the sky turned from the dark blue color as I saw strikes of orange come in showing that the sun was rising.

My thoughts kept going back to Bucky. After I came back from fighting with them, the following weeks I asked about everyone. I had a lot of questions about Bucky. He told me his story and how he pretty much just starting living his life after Wakanda. They helped him get the Winter Soldier out of his head so now he can finally be a normal person.

Gramps always thought the best of people and if they deserved to be saved, then they must have a great heart. I sure hope to see him one day.

My thoughts were pulled from me when I heard Gramps, “I thought I was the only one to wake up this early.”

I looked up at him as he came with a cup of coffee and sat down on the steps next to me.

“I couldn’t sleep.” I looked back out at the sun coming up.

“I can tell by the dark circles under your eyes that you haven’t been able to sleep for a while.” He spoke in between sips. “What’s on your mind Sparky?”

I sighed and finished my coffee and put the mug down, “I’m not actually sure anymore.”

“Want to come for a ride with me today? I have some friends to visit.”

I looked over at him, “Are you only asking me because you want me to drive you?” I smiled up at him.

He smiled back, “Well that to. But I want you to see something. Someone’s going to need you today.”

“Everytime you say that, something bad happens or I have to fight a bunch of aliens.” I laughed.

“No this time it’s good. For you at least.” He grabbed my hand.

8 o clock rolled around and after I made us breakfast I went and changed into a pair of dark jeans and a white t shirt.

We jumped in the car and took off out of the city. He put the GPS on and just told me to follow it.

A few hours later and we arrived at our destination. I didn’t remember the place being this trashed the last time I was here. It was what was left of the fight.

“Remember, they don’t know who you really are. Well, someone might figure it out.” He spoke before he opened the door.

We got out and in the distance I see a few people standing around some platform.

“Im going to sit at the lake. I want you to go by them.” He let go of my hand.

“Are you sure gramps?”

“Yes. Now go. And go with your gut instinct.” he came down and kissed my cheek.

“uh…okay.” He smiled softly and started to walk towards the lake.

I took a deep breath and walked towards the group.

They must have heard me coming because they all stopped and looked towards me. I saw gramps standing next to the hulk wearing a weird white suit of sorts with a briefcase by his feet and some kind of spear.

“I thought we’d never see ya again Sparky!” Sam yelled out.

“How’d you know where we were?” Young gramps spoke up.

I had to come up with something. Gramps voice echoed in my head. Go with your gut instinct.

“I had a feeling you guys were up to no good.” I spoke up.

“We have to return the infinity stones back to where they came from at the exact point in time.” Young gramps answered.

“Ah I see. So you guys figured out time travel huh?” I asked.

“Yes. I’m sorry he haven’t met. I’m Bruce Banner.” I walked over to him as he stuck out his huge hand.

“Sparky. Nice to meet you.” I took his hand and smiled up at him.

“I hope that isn’t your real name.” he said as he laughed.

“No thank god” I laughed back.

Standing so close to younger gramps he got a real close look at me. I see him looking at me with that same confused look he had a few weeks back at the fight. Only this time my face wasn’t so dirty I really hope he doesn’t suspect anything.

“So what are ya doin out here doll?” I heard Bucky speak up and step closer. I could feel my face turn hot from the nickname he just called me.

I looked down at my feet and laughed softly before looking at him. “Just coming to see how you all were holding up is all.”

“We’re holding. Steves about to return the stones so you get to witness time travel in action.” Sam spoke up.

I locked eye’s with gramps. This is it. This is when he goes back in time to stay with my grandma. I’ll never see gramps this young again. But then again he looks so much happier as my real gramps then he does younger. There’s so much hurt and tiredness in his eyes as I look into them right now.

I feel tears coming to my eyes when he speaks up.

“Are you okay Sparky?” he grabs both my arms.

I sniffle and wipe my tears, “Yea. I’ll be better in a few minutes.” I spoke in a low enough voice only for him to hear. “Do they know?”

He smiled softly, “Can you excuse us guys?”

Sam, Bucky, and Bruce nodded and gramps pulled me away from the group.

He turned to me when we were far enough away. “How did you find out?”

I shrugged my shoulders, “Because I know things. Did you tell them?”

He put his hands on his hips and looked down quick before meeting my eyes again, “No. I’m not sure if it’s the right call to make. I’m just so tired and…I eh…missed a dance.”

“With Peggy?” I asked.

“Yea….how do you…are you another niece of hers I didn’t know about?”

I scoffed, “Yea you can say that. What’s the one reason you don’t want to stay?”

“eh I don’t know. The only reason would be because I got Buck back ya know? He’s my best friend and after all these years we are finally back. But…”

“But what?”

“I don’t know why im opening up to you.” He laughed, “maybe I’m just tired. And not thinking straight. I’m going to come back.”

Oh no. if he doesn’t stay in time then I wouldn’t exist. Would I disappear?

“Listen gramps, you can’t stay here just because you feel like you have to ya know? You need to finally do something for yourself. After all these years of fighting don’t you think you deserve a break? Or a life of your own? Bucky’s a grown man. I’m sure he would understand why.”

He looked up at me, “Ya know you really sound like her.”

“Who?” I laughed.

“Peggy.”

“Yea well she told you enough growing up.” I laughed. Not knowing what I just said aloud.

He looked at me confused, “Growing up?” then his eyes went wide.

“Wait your not…don’t tell me…my… daughter?” he asked in a hushed voice.

My eye’s went wide, “No not daughter…I’m your…eh…granddaughter.” I looked down.

Gramps is going to kill me. He told me not to tell him.

“I’m sorry I wasn’t suppose to-“ then I was cut off by young gramps crushing me in a hug.

Then I found myself hugging him back as tight as possible.

“thank you.” He said into my hair. he pulled away and grabbed the side of my face with both of his hands.

“for what?” I asked.

“For making realize that being selfish once in a while is a good thing.”

I chuckled, “And trust me. Those two bozos will be fine without you.” He let go of my face and we both looked over to Bucky and Sam.

They were standing next to each other and it looked like they were laughing and joking about something.

“Yea I sure hope so.” He let out a sigh and looks back at me. “As long as I have you in the future, I think I’ll be fine.”

“You will. Who do you think I take care of right now? My old man.” I elbowed him in his side.

“That’s not nice…” he laughed as he both started to walk back towards the group.

“It gets worse…” we both laughed.

“What’s so funny?” Sam asked as we got closer.

“Nothing but you birdman.” I spoke up.

Bruce started laughing, “Birdman! That’s a good one!”

“God dammit…” Sam mumbled.

Sam and Bucky came over and started to talk to Steve, “Have a safe trip man.” Sam told him.

“I will.” He turned to Bucky and brought him in for a short hug, “Don’t do anything stupid till I get back.”

As they ended the hug Bucky said, “How can I? your takin all the stupid with ya.”

I laughed at their childish bicker.

Gramps grabbed the spear and briefcase and walked up onto the platform.

Bruce yelled, “Initiating time travel in…”

I went over and stood next to Bucky.

“3…” Steve locked eyes with me and nodded. “2…” then his helmet went over his face. I smiled up at him. His eyes then flickered to Buck and he nodded to him. “1!”

Then there was a weird noise and he shrunk down and disappeared.

I locked eye’s with Bucky as we both walked away from the platform.

I heard Sam and Bruce making a commotion in the back ground but knew what was going on. It seemed like Bucky did to.

“You know he was leaving?” Bucky asked me as we both stopped.

“Mhmm. Call it an instinct.”

He turned to look at me, “So you here to join Sam and I?”

“I’m not sure.” I look over to the lake and see MY gramps sitting on a bench. “But I think you guys have a visitor.”

Bucky watched my eyes and follows them to where I’m looking off at. I turned to him and see he has a genuine smile on his mouth. He understands why gramps stayed back.

“Hey Sam….Sam!” Bucky yelled. Sam comes walking over and see’s what we are looking at. He looks at both of us and Bucky nods his head in the direction of gramps. Sam looks at us with his mouth dropped and slowly walks over the gramps. Buck and I stay back.

“I should get going…” I say as I turn to walk away.

He grabbed my arm softly before I can step away. I look back and meet his eyes.

“Am I actually ever going to see you again? And not for such a short time?” he has a hint of sadness in his eyes.

“I honestly hope so.” I smile at him.

Buck lets go of a breath he seems to be holding, “Because I sure hope Steve isn’t the only man who gets to be happy…”

My heart starts to beat a bit faster. Did he get the same feeling I do when we get so close to one another?

My breath gets caught in my throat, “I hope not…we will cross paths again. When the time is right ill find you guys.” And with that he let go of my arm and I patted his arm as I turned and walked back towards the car to wait for gramps.

[rxneism]

hi, hey, hello ! here am i clocking in many hours late thanks to having to pick up a double shift today ( sad reacts only ). i go by ari, 20+ and living in the est timezone, she/her pronouns. let me introduce you to the definition of a living nightmare, my lil babey rune. to sum it up, he’s literally always down for anything, a true adrenaline junkie to the core. he lives by his horoscope, would die for his car, and has probably flirted with your muse before 10000%. i’ll be organizing his pages tonight, but below the cut is a few points on his background and some possible connections ! i’m more of a brainstroming gal myself, so i’m all for that too ! tldr; give this a good ol’ like and i’ll slip on into your ims, yeehaaaaaaw

﹄ CHITTAPHON LEECHAIYAPORNKUL, CISMALE, HE/HIM, TWENTY THREE ﹃  a new car has been dispatched in search of RUNDET “RUNE” NOPPACHURN. he is known for being a RACER for the VIPERS, for about eight months now. he has proven to be bewitching and individualistic, but also insatiable and crude, please proceed with caution.

BACKGROUND:

-- rune was born in thailand, to an upbeat, frantic and endlessly loving mother and a father rune would have called his hero as a child. they had just enough to live without pressing worries, rune spent his first years of life running around and babbling and being the cutest little bundle of light ever. once his little sister was born when he was six, though, that’s when money got a little tight.

-- they had just enough to live without pressing worries, rune spent his first years of life running around and babbling and being the cutest little bundle of light ever. once his little sister was born when he was six, though, that’s when money got a little tight.

-- he began having to use his cute face and wit to con anybody he ran into, neighbors, tourists, family friends. if rune wasn’t coming home with pockets full of petty change, then he was never satisfied.

-- money was stretched so thin and he remembers his father leaving when he was sixteen, shattering whatever stability his family hoped to have.

-- his mom, a simple artist, had to break her back with so many waitressing gigs to provide for her two children and rune had to watch her cry herself to sleep night after night. it’s safe to say he’s grown to Loathe his father with every fiber in his being.

-- the desire to just understand why his father left grew and festered to pure animosity, he has this hunger to watch his father suffer slowly haha xD

-- with that, he left home as soon as he could and has been hopping from gang to gang ever since with hopes of tracking down his father for revenge, with driving being his number one skill. lil homie can skrrt like nobody’s business and steal ur heart while doin it. 

-- keeps in contact with his family but only through letters since he is Terrified of them ever getting hurt because of him. sends them $$$$ as much as he can manage, never wants them to struggle Again

ABOUT RUNE:

-- god...rune... he’s horrible. an absolute performative narcissist, carries himself like he’s a fucking royal yet is his number one critic at the end of the day. it’s just so much easier for him to lead as a bad bitch, in his opinion, insecurities should never be shown

-- HE LOVES being so close to death aka he gets into many fights he could never win, loves flirting with enemy, driving abnormally fast, robbing corner stores, pick pocketing, gambling his life away, etc. he’ll do it all. sad truth: he only ever feels anything if his adrenaline is through the Roof

-- he’s so foul mouthed, he curses like no tomorrow and speaks whatever is on his mind. you only live once, right??? might as well say whatever the fuck you want to say, that’s his life motto

-- rune only speaks sarcasm and his biggest turn on, romantically and friendship-ly, is witty banter #confirmed

-- he’s a big slut highkey fhcakjvfbfv loves flirting, loves sex and has no problem making that known. feelings are for Losers and rune is so over romance it hurts. he hates labels and genuinely is open to everything/everyoneee

-- he lives by his hososcope, if it says to not leave the house, u bet ur ass he is staying i n. will ask u for ur sign and judge u on the spot

-- he loves lingerie, makeup, piercings and everything pretty !!! hes a high maintenance babey, loves spoiling himself and looking Great. considers his style to be v androgynous, he wears whatever the hell he wants, whenever he wants

-- he !! loves !! pop !! music !! and all music but put on some carly rae and he is Set. has a thing for making mixtapes for the very few people he cares about in his life

-- has realized in the past few years that he enjoys sketching, while he isn’t the best by any means, he finds so much pleasure in expressing himself through the same form his mother does

-- don’t touch his car. don’t do it. rune is so obnoxiously petty and will personally terrorize ur muse forever. 

CONNECTIONS GALORE:

-- one of rune’s life goals is to be hooking up with every single sign at once. he’s an idiot, he’s never happy and he keeps hookin up to fill the ~ void ~, he’s all for fwb without the friends part, rune considers that a waste of time??? stupid????

-- with that being said, give him a fwb that is absolutely, somewhat friend first and foremost and rune Hates it. he makes every attempt to stay away from your muse, but they somehow always end up in the same bed, talking like pals

-- a best friend !! someone rune would drop fucking everything for, someone who knows him inside and out, your muse is the one person rune would sacrifice himself for. he can always be found either passed out in your bathroom or up 2 no good and ur muse is ready to help clean the mess

-- partners in crime...,, pls,,, fuck up some randos together, drive thru the city screaming lyrics and high off the night,,, your muse has rune’s respect And trust. an iconic duo

-- racer rivals oof. enemies who love to rile each other up before races, maybe vandalizing each other’s rides, taunting, a pure Rivalry that rune loves to hate

-- rune can’t fight for shit. he has great hand eye coordination but that’s when it ends. pls teach him how to not get fucked up in fights he picks

-- rune doesn’t get along w most people. your muse is most people. u guys fight and fight and Fight and swear there’s nothing more to it. ya’ll just hate each other, but why exactly?? who knows at this point

-- your muse is unfortunately rune’s neighbor. u hear his sexcapades thru the door and you always march over, give him a good yell. it never works. cue the cycle repeating over n over

-- rune saw your muse from across and rune and simply needed to sketch their face. ever since then, it’s been this gray area between you two, rune can’t stop wanting to draw every detail and now he kinda wants to know about your muse too?? wild

-- a past flame that got too close to the sun, rune began to feel So much and had to end it, probably in terrible terms. he doesn’t feel bad, not at all, but maybe if u squint there’s some regret

this is literally too long and it’s just me rambling if u got this far u have my heart and soul. okay lets start anarchy bye

[horner88breen-blog]

Can One Truly Leave the Sex Industry

Inside my 5-6 years in the escorting world, I just need seen one woman completely get out of the sex industry. Others, a small minority, may leave apparently industry but typically revert back to selling themselves after a few weeks/months/years. I will never forgot the words, Shell be back, said along with a Madame (brothel/escort business owner) at an establishment I worked at overseas. Consider the 63 after a popular young woman decided it was her last day in the industry, and she wanted to do pursue her new normal job and boyfriend. Shell be backhow discouraging, yet later I realized how real the statement actually was. Paulina Leaving the information mill NEVER without war. Paulina is the only former-escort I understand who has left the industry entirely. She has managed so far successfully, but it wasnt easy at in the beginning. I came to know her intimately only after she left the industry and when she almost fell back to it. However, when she was still in the industry and we were working together we hardly mingled. Having been the odd girl who stayed away from the casual sex, drugs, and party scene, so generally she, like many working girls, found little commonality with my lifestyle. Paulina was a stupendous South America girl who immigrated towards the West at a young age. I witnessed her loss-of-innocence in her escorting days, which happens when she involved herself with heavy partying and living with another escort (a match for disaster). She ended up getting involved through expensive drug (cocaine) habit, which looks the drug of choice for elite escorts/clients. Thankfully, her experimenting phase was short-lived, and ended in one year. One thing that Paulina and I have done have in common was our conflicting values of traditional and modern. She was raised on the inside West, yet she still held on to her traditional South American values (her cultural values conflicted with the individualistic, care-free values she was living as the prostitute). Selling sex is often not problematic, but rather the lifestyle frequently related to high-class prostitutes is damaging (excessive partying, excess shallowness). She'd quit the industry, and completely got away from drug treatments and partying. She called me from your nowhere one day, and wanted to. At first I couldnt discover why she would suddenly want to meet me, but later she told me that I was the only person she hoped to trust from this industry. In her view, I was someone who probably would not tempt her back up in her bad habits, yet I could relate to her because I was an escort overly. I was flattered, and determined to help her stay off from prostitution, even though I wasnt in order to leave myself. She had deep emotional scars from being a prostitute, and think it is hard confide in anyone. She had met a lovely man, but he previously had no idea about her past and she or he wanted to maintain it to remain that way. Whenever she got depressed or felt the urge to return to selling herself, she called me for comfort. I havent seen her in over one year, since she lives overseas where That i used to live. Currently, she's still out of the business, and a wedding soon to the love of her lifetime. She is my hopebecause if she could continue to be away from the industry, then a genuine effort . hope. Unfortunately, it is extremely easy to fall back into prostitution The pattern Ive observed has become common: women leave the industry to pursue love, and they return when that love failed. Another woman I am aware did quit the industry, however she recently admitted that she is returning to escorting. Why? Because she broke up with the person she wanted. Months ago I remember her saying If I wasnt with my boyfriend, then I would personally still be selling myself. This is classic of women trying to depart the industry, and perhaps the most depressing part of computer. Over the years, I met countless women whove returned to prostitution after a failed relationship. Well known girls say they wasted their youth in their failed relationships when they might have been essentially exploiting their youthfulness by selling themselves. During the night these women return to sex work, their hearts are dented. Yes, I have seen many broken hearted women returning to selling their bodies, yet sadly it looks like theyve also lost their souls. When falling in love with a potential partner, an escort to be able to ask herself: Is he worth this method? Is love, itself, enough to quit her autonomy and employment? The men she rejects are individuals cannot leave her with financial freedom, even though they may be willing to adore and treat her decent. Other escorts choose the latter, which is to avoid relationships altogether and focus on man or women. How often do escorts leave the industry when a man is NOT in photographs? I have yet to stumbled upon a prostitute who leaves the industry sector for her very own intuition. Stick to ask myself this question: Do I would like to leave because I want love? Perhaps, as most of us desire love and global recognition. Sadly, acceptance is only granted when people conform to whats frequent. And of course, being a sex worker is out-of-the-norm in modern societies, thus furthering us beyond your societies embrace. But again, it doesnt have staying this form. There are people who fight these oppressive norms that marginalize sex workers its not a very bad thing to differ. But being outside the norms of society requires lots of strength. There is absolutely no social space allocated for prostitutes. As a result, we face tremendous pressure to adhere to the normative ways of living life (such as marriage, owning a home, etc). Although Used to quit for a short period when I realized i was engaged, I never mentally prepared myself that I've been finished is not industry. I still haven't. Its a question that Ive been avoiding to answer: when will I quit? Does an individual even to help quit? Would I remaining? I used to want to quit, and I told myself that I would personally quit selling my body after I'm finished my graduate data. Regardless, I dont feel that Im ready to make now. Enjoy aspects of my job, but I just do not wish the implications (the stigma, the degradation of the industry, the legalities, etc). Fear of leaving sex-work is unique. Escorts in Manchester of emotions. Im aware that the stigma is damaging me, but when times are great I tend to ignore the damage Im executing. At times, sex work doesnt appear like a problem for some escorts, and for others, it is deeply damaging psychologically. But overall, one cannot deny the problem of hunting live in the world where ones identity is constantly hidden and condemned. Social Darwinism, the idea that started this complete survival of the fittest competition among society is a false notion, the idea may be very real in modern society. Im aware that competition is simply a socially constructed concept, yet sadly I feel deeply pressured to engage in this race in society. I fear that if I dont sell myself, I will lose out in this particular competition. This is exactly what needs to change, I have to let go of the pressures of mainstream the population. Why do I want to participate this shallow competition primarily? This is increase in a cold society (Western-Liberal societies) that puts increased progress, individualism, competition, status, and monetary wealth. This is what drove me to the Social Sciences as an area of study: society deeply impacts how people think and react. I assign other reasons why I entered into prostitution on social stress. Once youre in the sex industry, it is very hard to depart. A woman I know is wanting her much better to pursue the usual job but admits she gets the pressure to get back escorting. Its too easy (escorting), and also the money is quick. Her mind, like most escorts, becomes tainted whilst haunting fact: a few hours or an evening of escorting can pay all the bills that would take 1-2 weeks of hard act on a normal job. Did any of folks imagine growing accustomed to our lifestyles? Did we ever imagine that wed donrrrt slave to our own addiction for fast-money? Of course not. A wonderful friend of mine is a former receptionist in intercourse party industry. She told me how she was inclined to become an escort, however she changed her mind once she saw the reality: escorts may make lots of money, but at the high cost of our emotions. Provides you with ask myself time and time againWas it this?

[fuck-customers]

I had to work on express for the first time in a long time... honestly it felt like walking death row, walking from the back to the front and seeing every full register occupied, knowing my fate before I even looked at the lane assignment sheet...

Anyways, I tried to make the best of it, but fuck customers dude. I hate express. I HATE express. This is going to be about people who apparently... don't know what "10 or less" means.

To preface, our express registers are set up fucking stupid, but there DOES happen to be a rather large and obvious sign at about ~5 foot/torso/shoulder height that clearly states these two lanes as express, with a 10 item limit CLEARLY stated.

It's not like a sign hung off the ceiling where people don't usually look, or high on a register number like you see at walfart. No, it's a big ass sign a bit below eye level that is parked RIGHT IN FRONT OF the counter you put your groceries onto. You quite literally cannot miss it.

Also... unlike walsharts, I'm actually at liberty to tell people to fuck off if they're over limit... 😈

Anyways, onto the stories of people who pretend they can't see or hear or know what 10 is.

1. Towards the end of my shift during a lull in customers (meaning plenty of full registers open) this lady walks up with a cart far past the 10 item limit. I literally witness her slow down, read the sign, and then pick speed back up and start turning the corner to where I'm standing. 

Are you fucking serious?

I just looked at her and I was like, "sorry m'am, this is a 10 or less express lane."

Luckily she accepted it and fucked off to a full register, probably because she already knew she was in the wrong, but what the fuck, lady?

2. A woman who had 9 items but looked like more - a man behind her while she was waiting in line said that it was a "10 items OR LESS" line... I'm not sure if it was directed at her or if he was muttering to himself, but it seemed like he said it pointedly.

Luckily he left before she even checked out, like he forgot something and had to go back, but I was ready to squash that shit in a heartbeat. I don't need massive fights breaking out like last month, especially when the woman wasn't even in the wrong.

The woman did seem kind of uneasy and was looking around a bit, so it makes me a little suspicious. I'm glad nothing came of it - in writing it here because it kind of triggered my fight or flight instincts due to the fight that happened last month.

3. I was putting stuff up and generally tidying up a bit during a small break in a rush. I walked back to my register and pulled a coworker that had been 3rd in line behind a woman with a cart at the register behind me, who had over 10 items. I did not call this woman because of that. I called my coworker because she had literally 2 items.

So I'm joking around with her, and the woman in line at the register behind me who had been in front of my coworker butts in and is kind of snottily asking, "so are you open for everyone or?"

I was still mid joke so I just gave her a big old grin and I was like, "if you have 10 or less, yeah."

She started turning her cart towards my register, only to realize she had over 10, and proceeded to just stay and sit in her line.

...Like no lady, this is the special employees only line. They scheduled me specifically to run this register ONLY for employees. I'm supposed to just ignore all the customers and wait around for hours just to ring up snacks and drinks and food for my coworkers. GOD lol

Kudos to her for not pushing it and trying to come over regardless though lmoa

4. I'm a quick cashier, so I'm usually already scanning items while previous customers are telling me a final anecdote or saying bye, gathering their shit, etc. So that ended up happening - I was wishing a woman a good evening, and already had 2 cartons of milk scanned from the next order. So when I turned to greet my current customers and saw a half cart (It's like a smaller cart with a small basket on top and one on the bottom but it can realistically fit as much as a full cart if you're dedicated)

Completely

Filled

To

The

Fucking

Brim.

I was not a happy camper at all. I deflated a bit because since I already started scanning, I couldn't tell them to fuck off. So I somewhat unhappily in a semi flat voice told them, "okay, I'll take you guys this time since I've already started, but in the future, this is an express, TEN ITEMS OR LESS lane."

All they did was do that stupid fake, "Oh, haha '''''we didn't know'''''', sorry" stupid ass obviously lying through their teeth kind of shit that's almost more annoying than them breaking the rules in the first place.

You know you knew. I know you knew. You know you just didn't give a shit. I know you just didn't give a shit. How about eat my shit instead next time.

5. During a lull on express, I went customer hunting. I was over on register 2, on one end of the front end. I went over all the way to register 7, on the complete opposite end of the front end to grab customers, since everyone near me had large orders.

Lines were sort of bad, but once I plucked the small orders, it wasn't so bad. Wait times weren't terrible, it hadn't gotten to the point where we were calling for manager help yet.

Anyways, I pull this lady who has a small order. Everyone else is basically glaring at me because I'm pulling people from, essentially, the back of the line, so I hold my two fists up, open them wide, close and open, etc, a few times to signify TEN, while proclaiming loudly that "I'M OPEN ON THE END FOR EXPRESS, TEN OR LESS!"

These two men behind them, who obviously have more than 10 items, are behind her, looking at me. After my obvious hand gestures of TEN and my loud proclamation, I walk towards my register.

I ring out the lady

I look up

And who is there but these two fucknut assholes with more than 10 items. I groan internally but fuck it, it's easier than arguing about it so I ring them out, at like... 25 items. 

And I tell them, "okay just so you guys know for the future, this is a 10 or less express lane. :)"

The younger of the two, maybe the son?... just kind of was like, "yeeahh... I told him that... but he was hoping you'd have a heart."

...excuse you?

Because me enforcing a ten or less rule that is there FOR A REASON makes me a heartless bitch, apparently? Go fuck yourself dude, that's the last time I actually do "have a heart". Next time I'm gonna tell you to eat a bag of dicks!

HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM... DICKS?!?!?!?!?!

6. I saved this one for last because it kind of strikes me as the best/worst one.

Before this couple, a guy and a lady, came up, I overheard them muttering to each other in front of the sign. Based on what happened, and what I heard the guy say, and from thinking about it afterwards, Im pretty sure the guy was telling her that it was an express lane, and the woman was telling him we can't refuse service or something - basically like, "who gives a crap".

So they come up, and I'm like ok whatever.

It's actually kind of hard for me to gauge what 10 items is, especially at my store, with all the produce and subsequent produce bags. There's been times when I thought for sure they were over, and they weren't... or were within the limit, but were not. 

Plus, the limit actually used to be 15 items. The last time I worked express it was 15, so I'm used to 15, not 10. I wasn't really saying too much to people unless it was close to or over 20.

Combined with the fact that I wasn't paying much mind to their mutterings until afterwards, and the above 2 paragraphs, I just let them come through.

I begin ringing them through. Customers at any lane like to do this super fucking annoying and aggravating thing where they notice the instant something double scans, and will aggressively scour the screen showing them their purchases, only to loudly and often times indignantly proclaim that something scanned twice. (Disclaimer: It's perfectly acceptable to be concerned over double rung items and to ask about it. It's the way most people go about it that is annoying.)

Now, I'm a seasoned cashier and am used to this, so it's second nature to automatically fix these immediately after they happen. I typically never think about it, it's just a reflex.

But because customers like to get shitty over it, I like to dryly point out that if they keep reading, it will say "item cancelled". Because apparently they can read:

ITEM

ITEM

but when it comes to the

- ITEM CANCELLED:

-----ITEM

Directly under the double scanned item, suddenly they can't read anymore.

So this is where I, apparently, go wrong with this lady.

Her package of tomatoes accidentally rang twice. I voided it off as soon as it happened. But this.. fucking lady... is basically tripping over herself and her companion to get to the screen which shows purchases. She goes "UH OH!"

I just go about my business but then she's basically throwing stuff back into her cart and telling the guy to move because she HAS TO CHECK THE SCREEN!!

So I say, "uh.. what?" (In genuine confusion at this point, i thought she was worried they package broke open or something, which has been known to happen... I'm even looking at it in my hand like "???" At that point) And she says, "it sounded like something double rang. YES! It did. The tomatoes did." So I just kind of blankly go, "yep, and if you keep reading, it will say 'item cancelled'."

Usually when I say this, believe it or not, people will stop being shitty and have a laugh and I'll usually apologize for the mistake. But nope, not this time. Instead she stands a ways away from the register with her arms folded just glaring.

I literally don't even give a tenth of a fuck so I continue ringing, me and the guy aren't having any issues. He goes to pay, I see they have over 20 items, so I nicely and politely as always, tell them, "and just so you guys know for the future, this is a 10 or less express lane. :)" 

This part is worth a fucking lol.

The guy immediately stops his payment, swings his whole body around with his arms kind of gesturing towards the woman, and just looks at her.

How she reacted isn't as funny.

He's just standing there like basically "I told u bitch" and she just stands there like an ice queen. And he keeps standing there looking at her until she lets out a frosty, short, crisp, "yep." At which point he turns back around and completes the transaction.

YEP INDEED HOE 😂🤣😂

YEP INDEED

Come at me next time you're here with that yep shit and I'll tell you to fuck off. This ain't Wal-diarrhea sweetheart, I CAN, and absolutely WILL, deny you service at my register and direct you to a full one if I catch you in express with more than 10 items.

Fucking

"Yep."

LMAOOOOOOOOOO fucking lord. Miss me with that shit, honey. Yep.

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Anyways, the thing that I don't get out of any of it, is that people seem to think that the express lane was invented to spite them. Like it was invented to exclude them from a cool secret club of people who don't need a cartload of shit.

It was not.

It was invented so that people who only want to buy a few items can leave quickly, as opposed to creating larger lines and angrier people by making these said people wait behind soccer mom Sharon and her $400 order.

People act like I'm turning them away from express because I am a Huge Bitch who, again, wants to spite them, apparently for a laugh.

You know why I'm REALLY turning you and your fucking gigantic ass cartload of bullshit away from my register?

Because it LITERALLY CANNOT ACCOMODATE your order.

You know what full registers have? Constantly moving belts that are wide, and long. They also have a large counter where scanned and bagged items can be placed.

You know what my express lane has?

A 1x1.5 foot, immovable counter for you to place groceries on, and a 2x2 foot counter for me to place bagged items on.

My express lane can fit, exactly, a handbasket on the counter. The bagging "area" is just a SLIGHTLY bigger counter that is, actually, shared with the register beside me, and cannot hold as many groceries as you think it can.

I do hate you, dear customer, but that's not why I'm turning you away from my register.

Oh and, do you want to know why the express lane moves quickly? Because it's not full of people like you mugging it up with your huge order because you think you're better than everyone else. :^)

Yep.

[moosterrecords]

SUPERSUCKERS to release new album "Suck It" on September 21st

30th anniversary tour confirmed for the Fall

"We've finally become the band that we've always threatened to be," says singer-bassist Eddie Spaghetti, calling, as ever, from the road. With the Supersucker odometer clicking on three decades this very year, the self-proclaimed Greatest Rock n' Roll Band in the World is marking the occasion with a loud, resounding Suck It. Off the blocks, this 12th studio album from the band showcases a ruthless, get-it-done trio that sounds rebuilt from Motorhead parts, with a singer-bassist transmuting Lemmy's mojo to rasp "You said to grab it / Just hook or stab it / And now I gotta have it - All of the time." 

"Once we tapped into that vibe, we really ran with it," Eddie says of All the Time, which opens an album he and core 'Suckers Marty Chandler (guitar) and drummer Chris Von Streicher (drums) recorded early this year at Bismeaux Studio in Austin, TX, cutting all ten tracks in four days. "And it sounds great," says Eddie. "There's not a lick I wish we could have back."

One upside to putting 30 years of work in: You get better. One downside: Few around you do. The History of Rock n' Roll begins by lamenting a key knowledge gap among youngsters: "The difference between what sucks and what's good" - going on to illustrate the latter with an exuberant chorus: "Like Rocket From The Crypt / And the New Bomb Turks / Let's hear it for the Hangmen / Yeah they know how it works..." The list goes on: "How 'bout Zen Guerrilla man / They were fucking killer / And I am just amazed / Every time I see the Bell Rays." In the tradition of "Dancing in the Streets" or "Land of 1,000 Dances," the rhyming list song flips a crank's tirade into a roll call of fallen heroes: "Don't forget Danko and the Didjits / And the motherfucking Dwarves man / Yeah the Dwarves!" Eddie Spaghetti says it's all from the heart. "I had the line in my head for a long time - 'a footnote to an anecdote in the history of Rock n' Roll,'" he recalls. "I'm happy it came off snarky and crotchety but at the same time, celebratory about all these great bands that I really love, wish everybody else loved, and get bent out of shape that they don't."

By rights, Eddie Spaghetti should be way more than bent out of shape. Three years ago, he packed his wife Jessica, their sons Quattro and Zeke, and daughter Elvis into an SUV pulling a 29-foot Argosy Airstream, setting out from Seattle to spend a year as a family on the road - a year that was ended eight days later by a patch of black ice in Oklahoma. "That turned everything upside down," Eddie says of the crash, which was swiftly followed by a diagnosis of throat cancer and put the uninsured sometime country singer on a blue-collar trajectory from trailer to ICU room in just under six months. With his family living out of a minivan, Eddie got treated at City of Hope in Los Angeles, spending four days intubated and another six months fed by a tube before clawing his way back to Rock n' Roll. "I'm back, for sure," he says now. "It was a rough one though."

Since this is the first batch of Supersuckers released since then, some come from genuine darkness. "Everything happens for a reason" begins the track Dead Inside. "What a stupid thing to say." Four-on-the-floor cowbell and singsong chorus turn this telegram from the abyss into what Eddie rightly calls "a pop song. Back when bands used to have hits, this one could totally be a hit." The Worst Thing Ever describes the bottom in these same straight-shooting terms, the kind you hear throughout the Supersuckers oeuvre-giddily trashy paeans to hooch, Satan, or deviant sex in offhandedly-witty light verse.

This has been more or less their métier since the group of high school buddies from Tucson first moved to Seattle in 1990, signing with Sub Pop and becoming grunge's sole country-music dabblers, going so far as to back up Willie Nelson on the Tonight Show. On Suck It, Eddie's forays into country are reflected solely in the bluesy nod of Cold, Wet Wind. Otherwise, their expansive hardcore-band aesthetic came through time-tested Supersucker methodology: "writing songs in hotel rooms, dirty back stages, and all the shitholes we're always play at," says Eddie, whose fleet pen and nimble wit aren't to be overlooked-the gifts of a NSFW James Thurber or an inhalant-abusing Dorothy Parker.

"If somebody is a carpenter for 30 years, they're gonna be a fucking good carpenter, you know?" says Eddie. "So it shouldn't be such a surprise that a band just gets better over time and I really genuinely believe that we have," he says. And near-death experiences aside, Eddie says "It's really sort of a miracle. I mean, who does anything for 30 years anymore?" On this summer's 30th-anniversary tour, the band will play songs from Suck It, some country faves, and two of their Sub Pop records in its entirety.

As a whole, Suck It brings to mind that old friend who's awesome to hang out with even if his life is in the shitter. "I tend to do my best work when I'm feeling good," Eddie says. "I don't tend to channel dark stuff into my Rock n' Roll, but it makes for a more interesting record. I've come to realize what we do is not for everyone, but I still feel like we have hit songs. This one sounds like it's coming from dudes in their 50s who've been doing it for a long time and have this stupid hope that someday somebody will hear our song and make it popular like it oughta be. Because that is the truth."

Website: https://ift.tt/1eU8ZfU 

Pre-order: https://mvdshop.com/products/supersuckers-suck-it-cd 

Tracklisting:

All Of the Time (5:14)

The History of Rock 'n' Roll (5:37)

Dead Inside (3.33)

Breaking My Balls (3:10)

The Worst Thing Ever (3:46)

What's Up (With This Motherfucking Thing?) (1:46)

Cold Wet Wind (3:16)

(Im Gonna Choke Myself and Masturbate) 'Til I Die )2:52)

Private Parking Lot (3:12)

Beerdrinkers and Hellraisers  (w/ Jesse Dayton)(3:37)

US Tour Dates 2018:

07/26/18 - Bend, OR @ Volcanic Theatre Pub

07/27/18 - Reno, NV @ July Jam / Greater Nevada Field

07/28/18 - San Francisco, CA @ Bottom Of the Hill

07/29/18 - Santa Cruz, CA @ Moe's Alley

07/31/18 - Phoenix, AZ @ The Rebel Lounge

08/01/18 - Tustin, CA @ Marty's on Newport

08/02/18 - San Diego, CA @ Casbah

08/03/18 - West Hollywood, CA @ Viper Room

08/04/18 - Mount Baldy, CA @ Mt Baldy Ski Resort

08/05/18 - Long Beach, CA @ Alex's Bar

09/01/18 - Milwaukee, WI @ Harley-Davidson Museum

09/07/18 - Birmingham, AL @ Zydeco

09/08/18 - Huntsville, AL @ Sidetracks Music Hall

09/09/18 - Knoxville, TN @ The Concourse

09/11/18 - Tampa, FL @ Brass Mug

09/12/18 - Orlando, FL @ Soundbar

09/13/18 - Jacksonville, FL @ Jack Rabbits

09/14/18 - Savannah, GA @ The Jinx

09/15/18 - Charleston, SC @ The Royal American

09/16/18 - Atlanta, GA @ The Earl

09/18/18 - Asheville, NC @ Grey Eagle Music Hall

09/19/18 - Raleigh, NC @ The Pour House Music Hall

09/21/18 - Wilmington, NC @ Reggie's

09/22/18 - Richmond, VA @ The Camel

09/23/18 - Virginia Beach, VA @ Shaka's Live

09/24/18 - Washington, DC @ Pearl Street Warehouse

09/26/18 - New York, NY @ Mercury Lounge

09/27/18 - Cambridge, MA @ Middle East Upstairs

09/28/18 - Worcester, MA @ The Cove Music Hall

09/29/18 - New Haven, CT @ Cafe Nine

09/30/18 - Troy, NY @ Hangar on the Hudson

10/02/18 - Buffalo, NY @ Mohawk Place

10/03/18 - Cleveland, OH @ Beachland Ballroom

10/05/18 - Erie, PA @ Kings Rook Club

10/07/18 - Columbus, OH @ A&R Music Bar

10/09/18 - Minneapolis, MN @ Uptown VFW

10/10/18 - Des Moines, IA @ Vaudeville Mews

10/11/18 - Waterloo, IA @ Spicoli's

10/12/18 - Lombard, IL @ Brauerhouse

10/13/18 - Pekin, IL @ Twisted Spoke

10/14/18 - Nashville, TN @ Exit/In

[survivor-mesopotamia]

Ep. #2 - “Shit ain’t over till the fat lady sings and I didn’t warm my pipes.” (Cameron)

Day 4: Well. I survived my first tribal council of the season, and even though it went exactly according to plan, while I slept my entire day away, I'm still really hesitant to tell myself that I'm doing well on my tribe. I'm really nervous that my tribe mates are playing me, and that I'm really boo boo tha fool here. I called Megan post-tribal, and I was finally able to get some closure on something that happened between us in our personal lives, which felt really good. After that, she asked me about the idol, to which I had responded "Wait, Julian didn't tell you?", which hopefully sows some seeds of doubt in Megan about Julian. Ideally, if the Enlil tribe has to go back to tribal council, the four of us can bear witness to a Megan vs. Julian war. Because unfortunately, the connections I have outside Enlil, are shared with either Julian or Megan. If Megan and Julian are going after each other pre-merge, or during a swap scenario, I don't have to share those connections anymore. After that, Megan and I just talked about the nudes we received during quarantine ~ I then promptly ran to Will to tell him about the potential crack I just formed between Julian and Megan, which was met with genuine excitement. I think I'm really gaining Will's trust, and I think we vibe so well together. Love that guy! Overall, it wasn't a very productive day because I woke up at 4:30p PST. Love that for me, thanks for shading me @ Tribal Bodhi.

going into this scavenger hunt as the tribe that went to tribal last is worrysome. It's a challenge that's fully dependent on our activity, so we are at a serious disadvantage against the other two tribes that get to choose someone less active to sit out. We don't have that luxury. The point/life system eases the blow, however, since we can get less active players 1 life while more active players can get 3. In case we lose, I'm trying to connect with everyone on the tribe. I really don't want to vote anyone out though. I have an alliance with Julian and JJ, and one with Will on the side. Chrissa wants to work with Julian, JJ and myself, and I think Megan and JJ have something on the side. I'm nervous for who would be the target in the vote, and any vote would hurt all of our games collectively. Hopefully we win because the next vote will not be easy AT ALL.

Done w typing this sheet

jj and zachary are so fucking annoying to this challenge and if i vote for you first at the swap, its probably because youre typing too much during this challenge sorry not sorry xoxo - sincerely johnny a month from now

let me be clear with andrew I was not calling his hosting unfair i was calling the fact that a majority green item giving him a point unfair not the hosting but lack of yellow, also i have a headache i don't feel that good. and I just don't think zach should have had a point for it nothing against hosting obviously i watch a movie trivia thing where literally they have a challenge to challenge any questions that are unfair, that doesn't mean they are calling the question writers or the answer writers unfair. 

Zach just won the tribal challenge for us which is fantastic. We can maintain the illusion of a unified tribe longer, which keeps us together in a swap situation, and Zach has clearly painted a challenge target on himself over the last two challenges which will make him go before me if our Triforce ever becomes the minority. I'm really happy with my position in the game right now

me and monty trying to find the idol and decode this annoying ass video https://imgur.com/a/lu7sbMu

Forgive me father for I have sinned it's been approximately three days since my last confession so far can't complain really we be winning they hating we be riding pretty damn clean I've got a majoritu alliance I didn't start so odds of it falling around me and being the first voted out slim to none thank the sweet baby jesis and all that good shit. Oh well that's all for now

JULIAN’S HOST CHAT GUEST, ZEE:

I am filling in a confessional because you told me to. I am in front of my fan because it's hot. I'm thinking that it seems pretty stupid to ask me for a confessional. Julian's prod chat isn't very interesting because he's distracted.

also just threw out madison's name to johnny. if this shit backfires on me ill be ):

https://youtu.be/Pqck1gayfJU

https://youtu.be/FMay7NycsPw

yo yo yo homies!!! fuck the scavenger hunt and the mobile Skype app !! Lowkey scared but I think I’m close with everyone on the tribe except madi soooooooooo that’s probably who will go tonight. I’ve connected a lot with Monty and am hoping we can work together closely moving forward 💕not sure how useful my relationship with Zach is going to be come swap/merge bc it seems like he’s ALREADY making himself a target like the big doof he is. More later 💋

https://youtu.be/Qg47yupj1bQ

https://youtu.be/vUK8A1qWVoA

Hello tumblr survivor world! Sorry I didnt confess for episode 1, I was going to but i accidentally exited out of the page when i almost finished writing it. Anyways, it was just a cast assessment for my tribe so tl;dr everyone on my tribe is great and its really sad that we have to vote someone out now. So this whole weekend I was away so I was REALLY worried that I would be voted out since I sat out of the challenge. But after talking to Johnny and Isabelle, it seems like Madison will be voted out tonight. Which is so bad bc this her first game in a year, but hey it's our first vote and it's not me so it's not really the time to make a stand. _________________________________________________________________________________________ Okay I took a break from writing this confessional and there's moreeeeeeeee so part 2 I guess. So I had a call with Johnny and we came up with an alliance of me, him, Isabelle, and Benji. What an iconic alliance, right? But also while Johnny and I talked we got onto the topic of idols and why it is that there hasn't been an idol post yet. I brought up that wayyyyyy back when in Malaysia and some other games around that time, some of the idol hunts were less clear cut. We ended up looking at the blog and clicking the "idol system" tab and it brought us to some weird crab video with audio that sounds like a pokemon cry? Idk part of me thinks its just a joke but I also have to consider that it might be SOMETHING. It said remember to like and subscribe so I sent a screenshot of me liking and subscribing to see if that would do anything but nope. Johnny said he'd do some thinking about it and get back to me later if he figures something out. Also tribal seems super clear cut so I'm a bit less worried now but y'know how it is I can't not worry about tribal.

i just spent $8 on a spectogram and STILL cant find this fucking idol im gonna kms... monty im sorry im steam rolling ahead looking for this thing without telling you, but thank you for the first clue xoxo... if i get stumped in the future ill reach out for SURE (but idt you trust me that much so this seems kinda valid to me) ((FOUR HOURS LATER: i told monty lololol)) ALSO FOR FUCKS SAKE I think madison is gonna go, and truthfully, im fine with it because it's the easiest thing to do due to her poor performance in the past few challenges and just being the least AROUND the tribe, but i know that it'd probably be better for me long term to get rid of abby because i just dont see her as a long term ally for me. i think she's close to JJ and Megan on the other tribe, and she's becoming much more acclimated to the tumblr survivor community that i just BET that she maybe has an additional connection on the rookie tribe. If I can attempt to break that up before we get to a swap, I think that's what im going to have to do figure out if we lose another challenge before a swap... i dont really want to see ANYBODY else go besides abby if im thinking about a second boot. i bet it wont be easy to take her out tho also, if madison goes, this is like...... lowkey vindication for game changers???? last night i talked about this with monty and i was like hmmmm "is it ugly to bring up past game history?" and his response was "not if it's within the same series" .... so. vindication

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omg i just told madison how to find the idol system thing i hope she doesnt tell anyone i told her about it LMAO........ this almost seems too easy.i got added to two alliances today. why do i not feel safe? is it me going? WTF IS GOING ON

excited to be first boot because no one will TALK TO ME! 

Things haven’t changed much since my last confessional! As far as I know the tribe hasn’t started into alliances and we’re all riding some excitement at having so far avoided tribal. I think the rest of the tribe and I are all feeling good and just focusing on making the tribe switch without losing any members.

from round 2 https://youtu.be/fk002uG2HoI

Hi sorry I forgot to do a confessional this round so this will be short imma just say a few things 1. I don’t trust julian one bit he can stop being shady to me 2. I can’t believe we aren’t going to tribal I’m so fkn happy i was able to pull out the win for our tribe because I didn’t want to lose anybody else 3. I love and adore will with all of my being and he’s my number 1 ally right now 4. I find it highly doubtful that there’s only one idol in this game and that you can’t find it until merge but that’s as far as I can get in the idol search for now so I guess there’s nothing I can do about it 5. I’m still having fun can’t wait to fuck up another flash game yay!!!

My Purple edit is amazing right now. But having played more games than most of these newbies, I have decided to take on the role of teacher and becoming more of a "role model" for these newbies. I feel like I have the closest bond with Zach, and I need to get a little closer with Collin. I have Grace from past games, and then there are the others who I do not really have any strong bonds with at the moment. I guess I need to start going to them more and show that I want to work with them.

https://youtu.be/yhwXzqrTcsA Confessional 2 for round 2

https://youtu.be/TVnpwqc8XLY

Madison voted out 6-1

[venticotoure]

This day plays in my head often.    Like a sick flashback.

 It was 3 o'clock in the morning and her phone rang. I knew it was gonna ring. I slept on your side of the bed that night because I missed you and I wanted to be closer to her, but as I laid there in your bed trying to go to sleep I imagined her getting a phone call, I don't know why I knew, but it happened. I shook her awake and she answered the call, again I knew exactly what was being said into her ear. Her face confirmed it. I kicked myself out of the bed before she had the chance to relay what was happening back to me. Her voice got louder and shaky as she responded and as I was waking up my sister and my father to get in the car I heard her say “Were on our way”.

She blurted out “His heart stopped. They were doing CPR for 20 minutes. He's alive but we have to go now”. 

She could have presented those sentences in a more relaxed tone to not frighten me, being 15 and utterly terrified that I might not have a grandfather anymore. but I forgive her as she had absolutely no one else to say the sentences to. She was terrified and you were the only one who she could relay her fear to but sadly, your heart had stopped and they were doing CPR for 20 minutes and we had to go now. 

We all sleepily huddled out the garage door and piled into the 2012 white Nissan that you bought for me to drive when I would get my license. I shakily called my best friends mom. The reason being, my dad is a user and he suffers from the effects of methanphetamine so he has this dangerous habit of falling asleep anywhere at anytime. I had at first hand been a witness/passenger/survivor of him falling asleep at the wheel, and it was 3 o'clock in the morning, he's already rolled out of bed sleepy and were all in a state of panic and anxiety because your heart stopped and we were informed to rush to the hospital to see you. I called my best friends mom and I apologized for the time and I couldn't get the words out. I wanted to ask her to drive us but I just couldn't. I told her what happened and she told me she was getting my best friend and their family in the car and they would meet us at the hospital. I got into the 2012 Nissan and we drove to the hospital which was an hour away. I wanted to sleep and act like this wasn't happening but I instead I kept my eyes on my dad and punched his shoulder every time his head fell forward. I got a text from my best friend while we were halfway there. 

“Were right behind you, it’s all gonna be okay”

We made It to the hospital and we silently sped walked all the way in and reached the 4th floor. You were moved to a totally different room, one we hadn't seen before, and we've seen a lot the whole month you were in the hospital. This room was different, scarier, it gave off a “last measure” kinda vibe. We walked in and she immediately started talking to the doctors about what had happened. Me and Maddy rushed to your side and looked you up and down. You were still there, still breathing, still on a ventilator, still not awake, still not saying anything to us. But you were still there.

Courtney showed up minutes later and she stood by your wife as she spoke to the doctors because no one else was. Courtney repeated what was going on back to me and explained that you coded in the middle of the night, they did CPR, they broke 4 of you ribs, and they called your wife to come to the hospital as soon as possible because you were probably not going to make it. I stood by  you for hours. You were stable for now at 7 am and everyone was just sitting around. so Courtneys mom suggested she take me and Courtney home to take a shower and get some stuff to bring back to the hospital so we can stay with you longer. I didnt want to leave you, but I wanted to leave the environment. I needed a moment to breath outside of that room, outside that hospital, outside of everything that was happening. So I went. Courtneys mom drove us home to our city an hour away and she got us coffee then she dropped us of at our house so I can shower, Courtney stayed with me and her mom went to go get gas and run an errand. We walked in the house, it was empty, everyone was at the hospital, I immediately went to the bathroom and turned on the faucet I heard the water running loudly as I walked into my room to grab clothes. Courtney was sitting on my bed when my phone went off. I answered It and it was her.

She sounded like she had just had a seizure. You know how she sounds right, she's all out of it and doesn't really make any sense. She said to me “You have to come back” “They said we have to make a decision”. I was throughouly confused, I asked who's they, whats happening, she sounded out of it but the more she stammered on the more I connected what she was trying to say. I slid down the wall I was next door and heard her say “Come back” and hang up the phone. My heart started racing and I slid further down the wall, I couldn't catch my breath and all I remember from that moment was hearing the shower water running and seeing my best friend hold my arms as I sat on the floor saying “Breath, Breath, Its okay”.

Courtney called her mom and told her what happened and she was back to my house in a flash. I stayed silent. I knew what was happening, I knew what was gonna happen when we got to the hospital, Courtney and her mom tried to talk to me but I couldn't respond. We were almost to the hospital and I started to see the landmarks that belonged to the city where the hospital was, I didnt want to be in that city, I didnt want to be close to the hospital, I picked up a 7eleven bag off the floor of the car and I threw up into it. 

We got to the hospital and without speaking to each other at all we walked all the way in and it was far from the car, and all the way to the 4th floor. The entire time my best friend held my hand painfully tight and we walked painfully fast. I saw your room at the end of the hall, I was staring right at you, and I was about to take a step in that direction when Courtneys mom pulled me down a different hall. I don't know how she knew where to go but she led to this room, the last one at the end of the hall and I walked in. 

I was met with the eyes of her, my little sister, and my dad, they were all bloodshot and puffy and the three of them sat at this long oval table looking across at  2 doctors and a priest. I knew exactly what was happening at that moment, she told me to sit down but I didnt, courtneys mom told me to sit down but I couldn't, one of the doctors told me to sit down, so I sat down. Your wife looked at me, eyes overflowing with tears and she told me she didnt know what to do. I started balling, I could barley see anything around me. I looked very hard at everyone at that table, your wife was looking at me, my little sister was crying at the ground, my dad looked so troubled, Courtney kneeled down by your wife and rubbed her arm. I looked at the 2 doctors across from me and I broke down with a sob. They looked artificially sympathetic and it hurt me. They explained to me, me in specific, i know why I was chosen to be the adult in the moment but I didnt want the responsibility, they explained to me that you were not going to get better, they said to me that they could keep you alive with machines to try to fix you but it would be inhumane because you were in a lot of pain. Again your wife stared at me, waiting for me to say something, she wanted me to tell her what to do but It was not my place. I blurted out angrily towards these doctors who seemed liked all they cared about was wrapping this up before lunch;

“He doesn't want to die”

You didnt, you told me the night before your surgery you didnt want to die, you were terrified of not waking up. 

With me blurting this fact out it could be taken as ‘no, we shouldn't unplug the ventilatior, HE DOES NOT WANT TO DIE’, but your wife says “He's in a lot of pain”. At this point im confused yet again because she looked at me for the answer as for what to do, unplug or keep trying, and I said keep trying and she completely disregarded it, so did the doctors. They seemed to have made their mind up about you, MY grandfather, one doctor even said “if it was my grandfather, I would let him go”. 

I was completely and utterly falling apart. Were all sitting in this room making the choice if today is the last day I have with you and I just can't fathom into words what im experiencing. I feel like im frozen and completely ignored as your wife makes the final decision and everyone gets up and leaves the room. From this moment on I felt like I was in a dream, a realistic nightmare. We all walked to your room and went in few by few. I was asked if I wanted to say goodbye now or stay to watch you ‘pass’. I wanted to say goodbye, well I didnt, thats the last thing on earth I wanted to do, I wanted to kiss you and have a conversation with you and take you home, back to our house with our dogs and Saturday morning breakfast. But I didnt want to watch you take your last breath so I said goodbye. I leaned as much of me onto you as I was allowed as I hugged you. I held your hand and told you I would never leave your wife, I will protect her and make sure shes okay. I told you I loved you and I was sorry that this happened to you. I told you that I missed you. I repeated that I love you over and over again. I wasn't sure when to stop, when is the right time to stop saying I love you and leave the room and never see you again. I turned around at everyone looking at me through the window of your room and figured now was the time since I can have you forever. As I walked out Maddy walked in and she laid on you until it was time. I left the glass room and best friend met me at the door, she hugged with the most genuine, tightest hug I've ever experienced. She spoke so many words through this hug that I understood without sentences. She held my hand again and we walked down onto the first floor of this hospital. I curled up onto a chair in the lobby and without even thinking I fell asleep. 

I woke up randomly I don't know how long later. Me and Courtney were the only ones down in the lobby, everyone else was in the room with you, I refused to see it and she refused to leave me so we went out the garden. The hospital had this beautiful garden that I sat in every time I visited you in the hospital for the month you were there. I very much liked that garden, you could see the sky right above, I love the sky, and you can hear the water sounds from a fountain, I enjoy the sounds of water especially when im distressed. Me and Courtney sat there for 30 mins just quiet before Courtneys mom walked slowly out into the garden. I sat on the edge of the fountain staring off at nothing trying to piece my self together when Courtneys mom walks right over and stands in front of me. I slowly bring my head down from looking at the sky and I meet her eyes. The look she gives me told me exactly what she came out to the garden to tell me.

You're gone.