#meth deer

[sixbucks]

Meanwhile, in Arkansas:

Bridgette Watkins, 43, of Summit, AR who allegedly took fawns into her home and raised the deer with the intentions of training them to attack hunters was taken into custody Friday.

At the time of the arrest Watkins was possession of several grams of meth, four deer and many stolen broken electronics.

Attention was drawn to Watkins when she began giving meth to the young deer and they were caught rummaging through people’s garages and back porches.

A homeowner followed one of the deer back to Watkins residence in an attempt to recover his property, he found himself face to face with Watkins wearing only a duct tape bikini disassembling her clock radio.

Charges pending further investigation.

Bonus critter:

Second rabid raccoon reported in Marion Country in just over a week.

The Baxter County Health Department said the raccoon was “wildin foreal” in the area of Cooper Park in Mountain Home on Saturday.

“That lil hoe tried to climb a tree and fell right out. I was dyin y’all!”

-Pamela A, Marion County health director.

All of this courtesy of Arkansas Game and Fish

[meth-energy]

bling or bad

[everythingstarstuff]

meth deer hero

[deathxfawn]

this morning i harvested some of the last veggies from our garden. it got me thinking about how people hate on Elain for not...growing a whole vegetable garden when they were human and starving. it also got me thinking that these critics have probably never grown a thing, ever, which explains why they think it's so easy.

vegetable gardens are HARD. these little shits do everything to die, and everything tries to kill them.

Elain would have to grow everything from seed. she didn't have a lowes hardware garden center to buy seedlings lmao. my husband and i grow around 150 plants a year, mostly peppers because he likes to make spicy dry rubs and jams. but we grow a variety of beans, berries, tomatoes, and cruciferous veggies too for canning and salsa.

our growing season starts in late May, but we start seeds in March or earlier so they're hardy enough for the ground after the last freeze. our basement is full of grow lights, heated pads, dirt, scattered seeds, fertilizer, fans to prevent mold, you name it. it's like a meth lab but with plants.

many seeds don't even grow. Elain would need a lot of seeds and hope that some sprout. seeds need tremendous warmth to grow. they need to be babied. they are needy.

once they're ready for the ground, the real fun begins. this is when every living being within a 5 mile radius flocks to your plants to try and kill them. birds, invasive beetles, deer, SLUGS (holy hell S L U G S), chipmunks (??? they like to dig up plants), aphids (the biggest enemy this year), and an indescribable amount of other bugs that love veggie flesh.

have you ever stayed up late, strapped a flashlight to your head and gone out under the cover of darkness to crush hundreds of slugs?? it sucks!! they're gross!! slugs can wreck EVERYTHING in a matter of nights. i hope Velaris doesn't have mf slugs.

Elain did not have the preventatives that we have today. no insect repellants. no fence to keep out the deer. no local garden centers to buy ladybugs to knock out aphids.

then there's the water. these things THIRST. i water them every morning before i clock into work, and often again in the afternoon depending on how hot it's been. Elain would have to haul ass to the river multiple times a day just to keep these things alive.

don't get me started on the types of soil. not enough phosphorous? dead. too much phosphorous??? dead. no potassium?? you get no fruit. enjoy leaves. we have nice balanced fertilizer available to us now, but Elain didn't have that.

some veggies like sun. some veggies hate it. Elain had a small crusty patch of dirt in front of the cottage to try growing something. expecting her to grow enough vegetables to feed 4 adults?? lmfao.

flowers are different. i have flowers growing in the cracks in my driveway. i have a pot of flowers in front of my house that haven't been watered in weeks and they're thriving. don't get me wrong, flowers can be hard to grow too. it's an art. each type of flower has different needs and maintaining a flower garden is backbreaking work. but saying "Elain grew a few flowers surely she can grow an entire vegetable garden to sustain 4 adults including a grown man" is nuts.

[cator99]

I was inquiring about a cell phone store's services the other day and the worker thought I was a male minor. People are so nice to me because they think I'm vulnerable. Told her I was 28 and she congratulated me on my youthfulness ok thanks but I ultimately decided to look around for a used phone before potentially getting it set up there and then a well-known crackhead who lives down the alley from me showed up and started acting silly in the corner so I started chatting her up I really don't mind crackheads when they're women I've run into her before at night and she scared the hell out of me emerging from the dark with her giant pitbulls but nah she's chill doesnt hurt anyone just acts a little tweakish. I can sympathize. It's the meth heads that u dont fw across the board cant even hold a conversation with them anymore with the shit they're making it out of nowadays. Saw her yesterday too out walking her dogs again and said hi while i was skinning my deer in the shed and she was happy to see me– out of all the crack heads on the block she's the chillest even if she walks around with leashed up WMDs she doesnt hurt anybody. The ones across from her on the other hand are so wack even she doesn't fw them not because of the drugs but because they're stupid assholes... they're the kind that will steal your kids bike ykwim. Last month their crackshack in the backyard went up in flames and took part of the neighbours shed with it, shit was insane... they put up a bunch of halloween decorations on their front porch all very cute yknow might draw unsuspecting kids in and then right on the door, a huge sign that says "FUCK OFF!". Which is kind of funny but if you're going to be a community nuisance you'd think the least you could do is put a bowl of candy outside for the kids that are drawn to your house by the halloween decor but I guess it's for the best... I wouldn't want candy from them either. Also the people they had living in their mini-trailer (now burnt down) decided to move into the shed on the other side of them where the house is for sale... people found out pretty fast once they had a bunch of extension cords heading straight out of the crack house right out into the shed lmao. the guy on the other end of the alley has people living in his shed too..... and you'd think they might all hang out, as fellow shed-dwellers, but from what I understand, they seem to be opposing factions... with the ones on the other end staying with a guy who is well-known as having recovered from addiction, now living a productive healthy life, working, doesnt associate with any users, so I'm assuming the people he lets live in his shed are similar, just trying to get themselves put together despite their circumstances. I've seen them and they seem clean, well-dressed, no signs of tweaking, bringing warm drinks and food into the shed, which is in noticeably shittier condition compared to the one the crackheads are squatting in, but at least no one can complain to the cops about it since they're there with permission.......

[rooklaidir]

Meet Petrok Làidir, aka "Lord of Fortune" Sabateur Rook Laidir!

With family he can trace back to river traders in Starkhaven, Petrok's (PEH-trok) grandfather dreamed big by sailing the Waking Sea up to Rialto Bay, bringing Orlesian wine and Freemarches wares to the masses. He passed the trade and ship onto Rook's father Tormod Làidir (TA-ra-mat' LIE-tirl) and older uncles. When Petrok's father met his mother, Lowen Tremethyk (LOW-en TRE-meth-ek), in her hometown of Wycome it was love at first sight - the only problem being she was a mage, and readying for her Harrowing.

Understanding she was deathly frightened, Tormod helped her escape and they set up a home in Llomerryn's main port town. She quickly fell pregnant, and for a time they had a happy home with Petrok, named for Lowen's grandfather and a Wycome name - though the locals struggle with the names so over time his nickname Rok morphed to Rook, and his surname misread is "Lay-DEER".

With Tormod gone to sea for weeks, even months at a time, and missing the structure of the Wycome Circle, Lowen fell into a personality cult: one claiming to be Qun-adjacent with a faux-arvaarad who tells mages they're special, but takes money to not bind the mages he takes "into his care".

Tormod accepts this to keep Lowen out of worse trouble, but it is a strain on finances. As Petrok ages, he - with the other local louts - tries to help down the docks, carrying sacks and cleaning ship decks, learning what he can of sailing with and without his father's family to earn some coin.

He loves the docks and all the stories of travel, and Petrok's favourite part of seeing his father again is the trinkets he brings - not because of their worth but because of where they came from and the stories they hold. His father brings him books and bar mugs and game pieces even from inland places, and once gave him a small coin from across the ocean that Petrok hopes to spend one day.

Petrok dislikes the fake arvaarad, sensing his dishonesty around his adherence to the Qun, and so learns to play deniable pranks on him. This does not endear him to the fake arvaarad, and so it becomes a game of passive aggressive cat and mouse, with Petrok often roaming the streets to keep out of belt distance.

One day, in his father's longer absence, the tithe gets too much and Petrok tries to steal a sailor's moneybag. He's caught by a watching Lord of Fortune. Petrok has his tale squeezed from him and the sympathetic Lord explains that if you listen closely, the sailor's money wants to pay for food, but coins in a rich man's pouch are bored being idle, so will jump into Petrok's hands - only if he has use for them. The Lord gives Petrok coin to save trouble and young Petrok is enamoured by the Lord with their trinkets and stories. He'd try and help them on the docks the most in exchange for small coin, tales and their junk, and many, like the sailors, liked the scrappy boy and even know to look out for him. With his brush with fame "Rook" is seen as a leader with the local kids, and they all reenact the stories he'd retell.

Petrok doesn't try to steal again until aged sixteen when his father's ship doesn't return. He and his mother convince themselves it went down in a storm and not to hope. The fake arvaarad grows impatient for more money and Lowen won't run away, fearing the Ben-Hassrath despite Petrok's assurances that the arvaarad has no contacts, and it is the Ben-Hassrath's discretion keeping her and the other mages alive. Remembering the Lord of Fortune's advice, when cleaning an anchored yacht Petrok takes just enough coin to cover the tithe. The fake arvaarad is surprised but uses it to his advantage and ups the required payment.

This escalates until Petrok overhears two Lords of Fortune discussing a Qunari artefact new in town and Petrok decides he'd get it first - he plans to free his mother entirely with the reward he imagines he'd get from the fake arvaarad. Petrok arranges a tricky break in to the local noble's estate with his friends, and he almost succeeds in handing it over but is caught, the arvaarad, two cult mages and a friend killed by guards in the chaos. Petrok takes the full blame and is locked away for weeks, distraught he led a friend and his mother's friends to their death and can't help his now directionless mother, until the Lords of Fortune work out what went wrong with a job scupered before they'd started and where that enthusiastic kid went.

They get him out with bribes, impressed with his work, on the proviso he has to work his debt off to them on Lord of Fortune expeditions. Petrok yearns to go but demands to find his mother who they find sickly but still alive. The Lords of Fortune include mages who know some Hedge Mage villages in central Llomerryn, and Petrok agrees to work his debt off to them and the mages as the Lord of Fortune's lackey, visiting his mother whenever he can. With the Hedge Mage villages structure and guidance she is doing much better, but Petrok worries about every alluring grand idea he hears, particularly later when he hears of the Venatori.

Still, without needing to worry about his mother as much he's free to see the world (well, almost) and does with gusto. He soon learns the craft of delving, with particular interest in shipwrecks - hoping to one day find his father's to put that question to rest - and his spiced up pranks come in handy when getting his team out of tight situations. Sailing is in the blood, and after his debt is paid he finds his way on many crews first as a sailor, and accrues many finds of sentimental interest.

He's now thirty-two and has been a fully fledged Lord of Fortune for five years. It took a while to get the kind of finds the Lords of Fortune recognise, on balance it was his escapades rather than treasure that tipped the scale, but he wears his favourites with pride.

He takes a job back in Llomerryn, by coincidence the noble he stole from - byegones are byegones of course and Petrok believes that - but the noble double crosses him and whilst this time he saves his team and kills the noble to prevent the Venatori cult from gaining ground near his mother, he's upset the Lord seniors, and he's asked to leave and keep a low profile for a while...

Rook:

Sympathises with mage freedoms, but sees nuance in Circles

Knows about the Qun and respects those who join freely, but suspects it's as corrupt as everything else. Whilst he does not follow, he grew up battling ideas of destiny and ideal role from his bewitched mother

Also thinks the chantry is a cult

And probably the Crows.

And the mournwatch Honestly anything red flaggy for a cult he yells at - that's the extent of his politics -

- that and "giving coin jobs" (food, nicer clothes, dream villa home on a sea view hill...)

He loves telling stories and will exaggerate but in a way you can pick up and don't mind him doing

He loves new experiences and places so will run out the door for it, thinks sensible people are boring but has learnt to check himself

Once he went so deep in the Deep Roads he swears he could smell the ocean on the other side of the world ("smelt rank, by the way")

He doesn't like to lead as he doesn't want the responsibility (again), but given his effervescent nature people look to him to take charge

He knows a lot about people around him to subconciously understand their strengths and weaknesses which makes him an intuitive leader, so he will eventually do the Hard Thing and lead

Has a strong sense of humour with a huge smile and can cheeky chap his way out of anything

Can make impulsive decisions

Thrill seeker

Can't commit through fear of rejection - major flirt, known heartbreaker to protect himself

[cellard0ors]

Fic: Train Wreck (Part of A Full Deck Series)

Fandom: The Quarry

Pairing: Travis Hackett/Laura Kearney

Rating: Teen, Mature-ish because subject matter - check warnings.

Summary: Travis at the brink of death.

Warning(s): Guns, violence, being shot, shootings, mentions of drugs (meth), near-death experience, angst

Notes: No one asked for this. I just felt angsty.

Preview:

Travis is forty-one when he gets shot.

Considering he's the deputy of a small, backwater town, it's not a surprise that he hasn't been shot before now - in fact, most of their local statistics showed that it’s more likely to get shot at than it is to actually take a bullet.

After all, this is hunting territory. Every year people come from miles around with permits to hunt deer and the like. Friendly fire is an issue, but manageable. And unfriendly fire was almost unheard of.

AO3 Link

[two-calicos-in-a-trenchcoat]

Ugh theyre bitching about the homeless shelter again

Like get over it

YES EVEN CONVICTED FELONS DESERVE A PLACE TO LIVE BOBBI

YOU JUST SAID YOU KNOW THE GUY AND HE ISNT CURRENTLY ENDANGERING PEOPLE

LITERALLY WHAT IS THE PROBLEM

WE DONT NEED A FUCKIN FENCE AROUND THE NEIGHBORHOOD

Im listening in on my neighborhoods hoa meeting from a room away

These people are so unorganized

[pocima]

My seasonal music highlights: winter 2024 🧣

Welcome to a new series of my silly music-blogging. Starting it because I want to regularly properly write about and describe the songs I enjoy, and to present my own candidates for the unofficial “song of the season” awards. I already started an annual fav list for albums/EPs and wanted something less major and more presentable as a little playlist, not really in particular order. Enjoy! Note that I kept the list one song per artist, most have incredible new releases outside of the ones focused on, these are just my picks for the season or my most played. And let me tell you, countless artists are dropping new music and projects left and right and I’m getting FED. This list alone is extremely abundant and we’re barely 2 full months into the year. The competition for this year’s personal favorite album spots and the highlights for the next seasons is about to be real tough. Can’t wait. (GIF source: MV for Cyberia by Meth Math.)

❅ winter again - 4s4ki

What better way to start a songs of the winter list than with THE anthem of this winter season? With her ability to not only pull off but absolutely excel at the different genres she incorporates into her music, 4s4ki simply never disappoints. She went into the studio with a mission to give the famous Last Christmas by Wham! a true successor and the mission was wonderfully accomplished. In this mellow 80s pop influenced track, she channels her inner Cocteau Twins (word to that one YouTube comment in the lyric video) while longing for a loved one that didn’t seem to stay by her side not even to have some canned coffee and bento this holiday season. Now I’m gonna channel my inner platonic delulu and say that it was released just on time, when I was discovering and especially feeling Boy Harsher’s alternative 80s inspired music (collab when?). Ironic how a self-described reverse Christmas song ended up doubling my winter spirits. She never fails to give me exactly what I need. I love this woman. (Big ups to Magic sword but as I mentioned I’m keeping the list one song per artist.)

❅ 4eva - Shygirl feat. Empress Of

You know from my username that I’ve been loving what Shygirl has had to offer for quite a while now, and 4eva was my personal post-Nymph jam ever since I heard a snippet of it back in last September and neither the full studio version nor my intuition let me down. Shygirl’s rapping and Empress Of’s verse over the Kingdom-produced delicious wobbly synths indeed stay playing on my mind. Empress Of’s feature came as a tracklist surprise and I’m more grateful for it than I had expected. The jungle drums in the chorus, and honestly the structure of the song in general were unexpected to me as well, but nevertheless they took part in forming possibly my favorite dance track of 2024. Both the Club Shy EP and 4eva have secured firm spots in my favorites of the year.

❅ Deer Teeth - Sega Bodega

Father of music, first ever man in the music industry, smash hit sorcerer, my favorite producer of all time… However you may refer to Sega Bodega, you can always rely on him to create an entire universe in one record and take you there and back. With Deer Teeth, he tells a story of a sighting of a late mother laid to rest with her child in a swan’s wings along with 200 deer teeth (hence the song title), which brings with itself a tale of hope, sacrifice and eternity. With reversed and distorted vocals, the addition of Mayah Alkhateri’s siren-like voice and obviously Sega’s otherworldly production style, the tale transforms into a cinematic masterpiece in sound form. Extra note: perfect to fall asleep to in a road trip, tried and tested. Both Deer Teeth and his newer single Set Me Free, I’m an Animal are stunning masterpieces, and I know this will make my year-end album list real predictable but SB3 is the most solid candidate for the top spot as of right now. Save me Sega Bodega, save me…

❅ Ex-Girlfriend - Erika de Casier feat. Shygirl

New slow R&B earworms drawing on different nostalgic genres couldn’t be more perfect for the chilly season, especially when they’re delivered by the one and only Erika de Casier. She has this ability to mix the best musical aspects of the near past (namely the 90s/00s) with her very own sensuality, freshness and uniqueness. Her soft vocals over a down-tempo R&B beat to match come after an orchestral, arguably dramatic intro and the melancholic, yearning yet cocky-ish tone is set. Shygirl’s deep, almost raspy voice always shines with slow, gloomy instrumentals (also seen in Lapdance from Asia by Cosha) and this track was no exception, matter of fact it’s now certainly one of my favorite features of hers. I will be returning to this song not only on the colder days of March, but the whole year, or rather until it’s wiped off existence completely.

❅ Cyberia - Meth Math

Before the quirky experimental trio’s slightly overdue, highly anticipated debut album Chupetones (go give the best b-side Pócima a listen too), they released 4 singles and I was not at all aware beforehand of the release of the third one. Pressed play, was impressed, pressed the loop button and the rest (at least 80 plays within the first week) was history. The intro immediately catches your attention, and the descriptions of a sad-looking happily-dancing angel over toot sounds, ripping synths and bonking bass transition into happy hardcore perfection. The 3-second bit before the second chorus gets me the most, it’s like a minuscule break to slow down and reflect on the all the absurdity before resuming the alien dancefloor madness. This banger completes my Meth Math song holy trinity, which is now Tambaleo-Fantasía Final-Cyberia. Add Pócima into the mix if you wanna form the four horsemen. Whatever your personal favorite may be, we can all agree that Meth Math always come at us with excellence.

❅ dOpamine - OnlyOneOf

Hallelujah. We have finally reached an era where all lyOns can live in harmony and sleep in peace instead of fighting over title tracks and new lows for the group’s flaming hot garbage record label. Even their biggest haters (so-called “fans” with a strange superiority complex) were finally praising an OnlyOneOf title track, and with how good it really is I’d be admiring their dedication to hating their own faves if they didn’t. Anyway, dOpamine is one of their best, it really is. I’ve been hoping for them to get on the drum & bass train for quite a while now, and they did it with a bright, twinkling, breakbeat-incorporating twist. They don’t lazily dip their toes into dnb and breakcore and leave it at that though, the buildups and structure of the track stay fascinating and the bridge drifts (should I intend the pun?) into their gritty industrial side before the outro closing out the song on a vocally strong, passionate but never over-the-top note. While the whole mini is exquisite, the lead single ended up being my favorite. Simply put, OnlyOneOf never fail to deliver quality K-pop against all odds.

❅ Sorbet - Kelela (LSDXOXO Remix)

The pre-release singles off of the RAVE:N remix album were all incredible just like its album tracks, however this gem is particularly lingering on me and my February mood. This spin on Sorbet encapsulates the AM club aspect of the project in one re-envisioned tune. Kelela and LSDXOXO, who produced and remixed numerous of her songs, reunite as a power duo to turn the dulcet, sedate Sorbet into a Eurodance-coded amped-up slapper that will get anyone moving. You can tell the song is DJ set opener material from when the first beat kick. The chorus melody sticks to your mind and the late night-like sonic experience becomes unforgettable. The special encounter requiring dim lighting is now set in a flashy rave scene. Completely flipped scenario yet everything makes perfect sense. All in all, Kelela’s vision for her dance records is 20/20 and LSDXOXO’s execution never leaves you hanging either.

❅ Fuetazo - Isabella Lovestory feat. Villano Antillano

Born to embody camp, forced… no, also born to be a hit maker. Isabella is undebatably one of the freshest, most outstanding figures of neoperreo and neoreggaeton, and her eccentric flare still comes through in a single as a (hopefully) pre-album snack. Fuetazo was released early into the season and closed out Isabella’s activities for the year. While the playful chorus introduces a whip that comes and goes, Villano Antillano mentions vacations and 42-inch weaves with her tone that meshes with the cheekiness of the track, and their chopped up vocal bits go back-and-forth in the outro. With the Chicken, Kamixlo and Dinamarca producer trio, the instrumentals can’t go wrong. The hard-hitting dembow drums and the lighter synths and other aspects of the song create a contrast that feels like a breeze, maybe more of a summer one even but a confidence booster gots to stay on rotation regardless of weather or temperature.

❅ Messy Room - The Deep (+ mini EP review)

Had I postponed the release of my 2023 fave project list just a little, the Messy Room EP would have at least scored an honorable mention. For those who need a quick debrief: The Deep is an independent K-alternative artist whose discography radiates coziness and sweetness. Mayhaps I should say sugar, spice and everything nice. Taking part in the production of her music, creative direction and visual curation, she ticks all the boxes for the bedroom pop star that should’ve reached her target audience ages ago. While she’s taken inspiration from R&B and indie and still does, “resurfaced” genres such as UK garage, dnb and Jersey club are fairly newer additions to her range. I love all of these genres as you could tell and I adore the songs in which she uses them (got into her through the UKG bop Muah!), but surprisingly the track that glanced at her “roots” hooked me in the most. Maybe it’s because it contains the core “messy room” atmosphere of the EP, maybe it’s her soft vocals shining brightly, maybe it’s because she has the recipe to making a tune to unwind to. I hope this praise doesn’t sound like a jab at the rest of the EP because not a single skip is detected over there. In Brand New House and BAPPI, The Deep talks about deserving the luxuries and getting to the bag over garage and house beats. bow wow is about confidence despite troubles and annoyances, while 20’s is a self-reflection on the constant search for perfection and attempts to heal. The project is most definitely worth checking out if you want a bit of calm, refreshing new music, or if you’re looking for a multi-skilled artist to support.

One line section (music I loved but honestly don’t have as much to say about, so I fit my thoughts into one line/sentence)

❆ Gold On Me: Mother ABRA is back and I’m definitely checking out Groupthink after this, now it’s time for the album innit 🍽️ (should’ve definitely written about this in more detail but maybe another time soz)

❆ 4 noviosS: While everyone came to Club Shy to play, she entered with pen and paper and a goal.

❆ Perdió Este Culo: I have to give flowers where they’re due, I wish the La Joia album had more quality of this level though. (However shoutout to Sexy, La Que No Se Mueva and Sin Carné.)

❆ TYOSTAR: Can’t tell if their music is aimed at dudebros (disgustingly irritating audience) or hyperpop girlies (slightly less irritating audience) but they scored a night ride hit either way, definitely one of Starkids’ finest to date.

Thankies for getting here, and shoutout to @chuuuvi for pretty much directly fueling my writing process and inspo and @a-moth-to-the-light for inspo as well 😁

[sixbucks]

Maybe Bridgette Watkins saw this and thought, “I can achieve this with meth!”

[meth-energy]

venging machine

[josendlessmonolouge]

I want to grow out my hair but in a masculine way but I can’t bc I’m literally a cis woman/ Demi-girl but I want long hair the way men have it I want to be Billy wirth or Eddie spears

also bc I cry every time I get a haircut bc I never like it and it changes too much and I get attached to my hair. I only cry less when I use it to keep deer off the fruit trees bc atleast then me looking different had a purpose

I wanna look like my dad when he was young if he didn’t do meth is that too much to ask for

[catholic-paladin]

driving through rural Wisconsin is so fun because you'll be cruising along seeing things like:

50 dead deer 💀 in varying states of decomposition/mutilation - cow 🐄 - Cheese factory 🧀 - cow 🐄 - Woods 🌳 so deep they hide secrets older than the ice age - cow 🐄 - Live deer playing chicken with your car at 60mph 💀 - cow🐄 - the cutest bucolic farm 🚜 you've ever seen - cow 🐄 - the most decrepit abandoned farm 👻you've ever seen - cow 🐄 - a huge sign that says deerpee.com 🍋 - cow 🐄 - A town with 100 people, 6 bars 🍺, and no grocery store - cow 🐄 - a mobile meth lab 🚐 - cow 🐄

🐄

[direwombat]

wip wednesday again, huh?

tagged by @inafieldofdaisies, @socially-awkward-skeleton, and @adelaidedrubman

tagging: @detectivelokis, @sstewyhosseini, @baldurrs, @strafethesesinners, @strangefable, @fourlittleseedlings, @purplehairsecretlair, @schoute, @gaeadene, @g0dspeeed, @sukoshimikan, @poetikat, @josephslittledeputy, @madparadoxum, @euryalex, @clonesupport, @ivymarquis, @vampireninjabunnies-blog, @nightwingshero, @deputyash, @harmonyowl, @aceghosts, @inquisitors-grave, and anyone else who i maybe missed and who has something to share (but no pressure <3)

no formally written fic to report this week, so have some of the outline for the horror and the wild (the werewolf au). this is is the beginning of act/chapter 2

Scene 11:

Syb POV: Syb starts noticing the differences in her. Certain things are better. Her sense of smell and her hearing for example. She’s also stronger and faster than before. She ran down a meth-head and took him down without a problem. But also her eyesight changes and she’s gone colorblind. She goes home early from work after eating one of the brownies Nancy brought in since she started vomiting afterwards. Eli is over and has been kind of hover-y after that weird night. She goes to bed but gets hungry in the middle of the night. She goes to the fridge and starts eating raw ground beef. 

Scene 12:

Jacob POV: Joseph is upset that Eli isn’t dead. But no one is more upset about it than Jacob. He underestimated Syb. He thought she’d seek out comfort in her pain. Not revenge against him. But she proved herself to be an adept hunter. It took him almost the entire night to shake her. She just got hungry and was distracted by a herd of deer. But he promises to bring her in. Train her good. Get her loyal to the pack and to kill. (he controls her forced changes by teaching her how to shift in and out of them — ie, using Only You to get her into the feral phase). 

Scene 13: 

Syb POV: She catches scent of Jacob in town while doing her grocery shopping. He smirks at her when she sees him. She drops her basket and she chases him down through “back alleys” of town. She tries catching him using her human senses, but it’s not enough. He’s playing games with her. “Use the gifts I gave you, Jackrabbit,” he taunts. And it’s bizzare how she feels it more than anything else — a low rumble that makes her bones thrum. She snarls (in the animal way) and she smells for him. After that, it’s much easier. She shoves him against a wall 

Syb: *growling* The fuck did you do to me?

Jacob: You wanna find out? Gonna have to follow me back to a den of wolves. That something you really want? ‘Cause I warn you, sweetheart, we may not let you leave.”

Syb: You threatenin’ an officer, Mr. Seed?

Jacob: *grins wickedly* I’ll let you arrest me, girl, if that’s what you really want. *licks his lips* But then you’ll never know. 

Reluctantly she lets him go. He lifts his hands up and walks away backwards, giving her a come-hither motion with his fingers before turning around. She truly hesitates, but ultimately angrily storms after him.

Scene 14:

Jacob POV: He takes Syb back to the Vets Center. He’s still kind of undecided on whether he’ll let her go afterwards. He wants to bitch her so bad. Get her underneath him, writhing and whimpering. And he will, in due time. But he needs to get her trained first. He takes her to meet Joseph and Joe explains an (incomplete) down low of what’s happening. He tells her that the Seed boys were born as Werewolves. Daddy Seed was a werewolf, but he was a rabid one (one turned when bitten as opposed to being born one). Because of this, they weren’t allowed to join any packs because many of them relied on Pedigree. So Joseph made his own pack, taking in Strays (this is all bullshit tho. Daddy Seed was bitten and turned, but the boys weren't born as werewolves. Daddy Seed bit them when they were kids but Jacob is the only one who has the memory of it. The lie Joseph gives Syb is the lie that Jacob told Joseph.)

Syb: So everyone’s here of their own volition?

Joseph: No one is being held against their will, Deputy.

Syb: And if at any point in all this, I say I’ve had enough, I could just walk out that door. No one’d stop me or harass me afterwards?

Joseph: *gives Jacob a pointed and disappointed look that gets Jacob shifting uncomfortably* It would take some negotiation, but I’m sure we could come to some sort of agreement.

Jacob invites her to run with him. Show her how to voluntarily shift. It’s easier with a guide and he can help her keep her mind when she shifts. She argues against him, but reluctantly agrees.

Jacob: … If you’re not with us, then you’re against us.

Syb: And why should I trust you, hmm? You’re the one who put me in this situation. I really want nothin’ to do with this.

Jacob: Too bad. Letting you figure it out on your own is dangerous and it’s just going to get people killed.

Syb: *sarcastically* Aww, how sweet, you do have a heart. 

Jacob: I don’t. Letting you run around like a wild animal puts the Pack at risk. You don’t comply, then you’re a threat -- and I can’t allow that. 

Syb: Jesus, you sure know how to make a girl feel special, don’t’cha?

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A Nonentity Turns 70

Stephen Jay Morris

2/20/2024

©Scientific Morality

Easter Sunday falls on my birthday this year. The last time that happened was in 2013. In my mind, it represents a kind of resurrection in my life. Maybe I’ll become famous—like Colonel Sanders or Grandma Moses—in my later years. Nah! That is one big pipedream of mine. This is the only life I have known and probably will be the only one I have. I hope that religion is wrong. I don’t want to live forever in bliss or in agonizing pain in hell. I embrace my mortality.

My past was littered in pain, struggle, humiliation, sickness, failure, lousy sex, poverty, and other negativities. However, I had moments of happiness, in 15-minute gradations. I was happy when I married Pamela on May 3, 1987. Plus, the time my song was on the radio in 1980. When I did have them, my periods of happiness were intense.

Before I fall asleep at night, I think about my past. I know it’s bad for my mental health, so I try to avoid reminiscing about the past. However, I don’t think about the bad times, only the good. I think about people I liked and wonder what ever happened to them. A lot of senior citizens like to bore younger people with long stories about their past—another thing I avoid. But the past can be informative to a new generation. There is that famous Winston Churchill quote: “Anyone who was not a liberal at 20 years of age had no heart, while anyone who was still a liberal at 40 had no head!” My head is attached to my torso just fine, thank you very much. My political views are to the extreme left at my old age. Why? Because, in my opinion, pragmatism is not a sign of maturity and creativity is a sign of happiness. Regardless, I have never wanted to be part of the two-party system.

So, what about the present? It consists of problems, more problems, and many more problems. I’ve got major health issues and, thanks to the untaxed one percent, we’ve got inflation. Yesterday I saw a single serving can of soup for $2.10. Jesus! The present sucks as far as G.O. politics, American politics, and religion goes. And thanks to the Likud party dropping bombs on Palestine’s innocent civilians, anti-Semitism has made a big comeback.

What about the future? At this point, I just don’t know. Pamela and I no longer like living here and want to move. The Catskill Mountains is a nice vacation destination, but we’ve come to find that some of its inhabitants are obnoxious white trash. We’ve got deer hunters, meth head Zoomers, MAGA dick heads, paranoid old ladies, and a gas station that sells over-priced junk food. Oh, and there are the Orthodox Jews who are a-social. Not a desirable location for us at all.

Being a nonentity is like being invisible. The way my life is going, I have zero influence. I am learning to control my ego. I am settling for less because I have no choice in the matter. I am going to be featured in two books, so I was told. My story will be in print if anybody cares. I do want to travel and see other lands before the grim reaper comes for me. Maybe death is just closing your eyes and never opening them again. I don’t know; I just don’t know.

And now, here come the 70’s. I could live to a hundred years old or die tomorrow.  When you are my age, you can go at any time. Life expectancy for males is now 73. Yeah, I am afraid to die, but I can’t stop it. It’s all about acceptance of physical law.

I wonder, who is going to die first? Biden or Trump? – Socrates said: “Be of good cheer about death and know this as a truth, that no evil can happen to a good man, either in life or after death.

[fkyumerica]

Tue 5:40 PM

millie venillis sons kids inbred

paul mccartney

highlander/dave mustaine

he had to go back again

kids again

married each set they had

to rule europe

best friend assholes

sports stars

dave mustaine was old

he was not ng

not 15 in 1985

they changed the years after

that type of metal was then

same family

leave it to beaver

not living with the other ones

kids still at home

and grandkids next door i dont live there

and hey new wife wwalks in

he says it when he walks in the neighbors house

both did

corner house from sam was paul mccartneys

insane guy

already got anne marie pregnant

saved me from him

i got 5

highlander said it

and we will send  the prequel

stars since

70s

their kids

80s

their kids

90s

their kids 2000s

when they let their kids out to meet

no she doesnt know

she lives here

doesnt meet the neighbors

passes out on drugs they can only get saved by their moms a couple times before they realize they have dicks

the moms fuck their husbands the whole time

and beaver

hey go eat her out

and her husband fucks her at the same time in their bed in the bedroom

and eats it too

his diapers

now let me rape her

and does

well lets see has a doctors book

when to put her in

nuts

got it

pregnant

got it

insane

got it

dead

got it

pregnant reborn again got it

tv show got it

with us got it

the old got it

we got it

now

fire at me

boom no arrms im grbbing  in a choke hold the whole time

now im eating

now im beaming

now im raping

now im tailing

now im

amber went with deedee ramone

left him

mike was her son

and the older mike was him

marc bolan was bigger to me

than the ramones

their oldest daughter made her cheat

the girl in bride of chucky, 21 dresses

she kept having kids too

gerard way was their kid after

he cheated she got one ot mate with her

cody

is him

eddie van halen was his dad

and ariana grande was his too

all of em

anne marie

the whole block loves me

block party

this many drugs at once  think they are r family

and sexy to not touch them

any family

we go in come out

we rape hher in the back after

him

too

she had how many infants no she cant live

put a tiara on a turkey

and in the house

 like him

give her

wednesday

and what guy took em in

roy

george

ron

troy

ren

steve

and gay

robbie/zachy

dearborn

make em visit

deer

cake decorating is so fun to watch

when i know the people down the street again, they only love each other

sausage perfume

who they look like

berpen

where they go

queer

when they goin

spor

re my queen!

Tue 7:38 PM

twiggy had her parents get easat and west to smash into each other to kill each other and get them together

the whole time

and split everyone up we got a problem with

they are all it

in a quiet place

is he rmother

her dad in the other movie

then them both aliens

and their son who married her

george bush sr sr

she is barbra bush

they did rob everyone only told kids

a veil is that her old woman mask

and on her parents too

everyone have sex on them

this blanket

their family never existed

hid her

one jumps on the roof everyday

and magnets us

she was crying on her

it was on the roof

it went to get mom

again with that dog

and she let out hers

barbra bush was a fat ass

mama cass

Tue 8:45 PM

hippo women are 200

years old

and let out crystal meth all night

we said we will make  safe and let  girls go to school

i know the inbreds will definitely bring the older ones to beat  to death after  see the inbred

and the oldest one doesnt care has ape parents, they let him walk out of a prison sentence because he fucked jo, alanis morresette was it, jeffery/brett/woo hoo

and wanted to fuck an ape

got raped and mated with one

and has the nothing is around me attitude

will not realize he has a family or raise them or care they are there or alive

or that anyone is

and will not realize it either

im safe

arrest me

and get executed sitting down looking

18 have to have sex with him to do it

another one? now 19

she says it

and old? apes who did it

be cute, be gay, dont care piss in the corner break in and ruin their house, be serious, then be i wasnt serious about it, then tell them all, then model it, then go outside and say  were styling over there

him with them

old

does piercings, does her, does , is fine with it, can talk about it, rock hard for her then im cheesey/system of a down singer, mime it, cry it, fuck a infant then a toddler it meant, be gerard way after no way they let me do it no one saw it, i saw it, shes here fake a girlfriend, got it good, we're here, i'm there i can live if i go over there, i;m gerard way i wanna get married it can be  i mean i wanna marry , now im a girl after, now im korn, now i missed her im david, now im slip knot, now im kai's dad in a police uniform, now im out again, im her, no problem with it, me either,, now im noroi went with  and filmed it

now say it we are gay and leave

he had rocks on the top of his head to keep his head down

then down more to stay in bed

nooo

megaphone

at me

he was priscilla lee presley

he looked like her, it wwas like times 10

wanted him to be prettier and felt it made her prettier

Wed 12:11 AM

https://www.tube.com/watch?v=I6dG_QukIjI she told her rapist dad of all ages to attack any person she wanted

Aggressive Dad wants to slap his daughter over tantrum! 🫣

she attacked us

with him

there are like 14 kids in there

multiple litters she had with him

nanny 9-11

the mom her and him sometimes she cant collect them all

hide them in the steps too

he doesnt have a fucking face either neither do them

need glasses to keep their face on

https://www.tube.com/watch?v=5muRMM_wpNY&t=1501s closed her mouth too and moved her face up

How To Beat r WORST FEARS In "RUPTURE"

mama cass

all apes were this