#next to the nice thing sf said said to me

[sorreltail]

celebrities blog too

[someone-else-entirely]

Back from concert!! It was awesome!!!

I sat next to a guy named Phil who gave me a Rob Zombie poster he'd bought but didn't end up wanting (said his wife wouldn't appreciate him hanging it in the house)

It was nice of him, but it's added one more to the weird trend I've noticed throughout my life of People Just Giving Me Stuff

[plumulesauvage]

Paradise in Hell 1 : the kidnapping

Genre : Sf, drama, adventure, psychological

Warnings : rude language, swearing, crude parts, men being shot and beheaded, Dementus

Relationships : Furiosa x reader, Dementus x reader, Immortan Joe x reader, Max x reader

Table of contents here

"Come on Fury ! We've come too far !" Whined Valkyrie.

" Oh don't be such a wimp !" Exclaimed Furiosa, looking at a peach, near the girls.

"Be nice with each other ! " Said Valhalla, bored by her two friends bickering. " And hurry Fury ! We shouldn't be here !"

"I know, I know... Let me just...." Continued the mentioned girl, climbing on the peach tree trying to catch one of the fruit without falling.

Valkyrie was watching anxiously, scared of being punished by the mothers for being way too close to the end of the oasis. She was the younger of the three, and while she always followed her two little friends, playing the big girl, she always hated adults scolding them for being too ruthless.

At the same time, one of the other girls, the one named Valhalla, caught a glimpse of what seemed like a horse, and disappeared quietly from the trio, looking for the animal. She was maybe the calmer and quieter of the three. Always following the rules. Always nice with everyone. Always doing as she was told. But, she was also the curious one, a dreamer. Always looking for a distraction. Always looking in a different direction, hearing noises nobody cared about. And, while being well aware of the many dangers of the wastelands, she was also the type to simply not care.

And it quite frequently ended in the same way : Mary scolding the three little girls for exploring the green place too far, ready to touch the sand like there was no danger in the Wastelands. That's why they all had little whistles, to call adults if something bad happened.

But, at the moment, Valhalla didn't care of being "too far" or "too close from the sand". What she cared about was right in front of her : four bikers hunting and killing a horse.

She couldn't believe what she saw. Who were these bikers ? They definitely weren't from the green place, she was sure of it. They were strangers, came here to kill and poison everything. They were enjoying all this suffering they caused to the poor beast. And the young girl couldn't watch it without doing anything. If there was one thing she despised, it was gratuitous violence. Seeing those bastards play with a life was too much for her young and brave heart, and she got way too angry to think before acting.

" HEY ! YOU DICKHEADS ! YOU THINK IT'S FUNNY ?!"

Next thing she knew, the horse wasn't enough of an amusement anymore. Now, she was the prey. And even if she was the kind to bite violently when needed, there was nothing she could do against four grown men and their weapons.

And so, the little Valhalla was assaulted by all those men. She defended bravely, hitting, biting, scratching in the process. The men struggled a little while before finally catching her, and tying her to one of the motorbikes.

" Few !" Exclaimed one of them. "You're quite the savage one ! Almost lost one of my fingers in the process !"

Hearing his ironic tone, the other men laughed, all together.

Valhalla was in fury, hearing those dirty scums talk and act as if nature was just a mere object, here to satisfy their wishes and needs. Just as they were treating her.

Then, they finally killed the horse and began to dismember it. They weren't paying attention to the little girl, now defenseless and as dangerous as a tree. They attached her to one of their bikes with a cheap rope, naively thinking she had no other resources than her energy and teeth. What a mistake.

Barely did they turn their back to her, she was already using a knife she kept as a secret to cut the rope. Slowly but surely, she will be free. Once she will be able to, she will use her whistle, alerting the many mothers of the situation. Or, at least, she thought so.

She suddenly heard a noise behind her. Turning as much as she could, she saw Furiosa gently tiptoeing to the motorbike, cutting all the gas pipe she could on her way.

Their eyes met, and they knew they had to act quick. Unfortunately, as Furiosa approached Valhalla to help her, one of the bikers arrived behind her.

"FURY !"

But it was too late. The men saw the second girl. And as she was trying to escape, using her breath to whistle desperate blows, they caught her.

They tied her right before Valhalla's eyes, before riding their bikes to run away.

___

When Valhalla opened her eyes again, she was met by Furiosa chewing the gas pipe of her driver.

The first didn't recall everything, but she must have been knocked out while trying to shout her position to her mother.

Her head was throbbing from the pain, her vision was blurry and her ears were ringing. She shook her head, trying to regain full consciousness, and when she succeeded, she realized they were moving on the sand. It was night, and there was nothing but a desert of sand surrounding her.

They have been gone for a long time, and they kept moving. As the fear of being kidnapped emerged in her heart, Valhalla heard a strong noise.

This sound. She knew it.

It was the gun of their mother. They were saved ! Mary was gonna save them !

As hope and adrenaline filled her head, she began imitating Furiosa, and chewed her own gas pipe. The rubber was strong and thick under her teeth. And it left a dry and disgusting taste on her tongue. But she didn't care. What she cared about was to make her kidnapper stop before joining his camp. And she was determined to do everything possible, if it meant success.

Mary was focused, breathing slowly as her eyes locked up on her next target.

"BANG"

One biker down. Three left.

It was her fault, she knew it. She knew she should have insisted about not going too far. She knew she should have watched the girl more carefully. But here they were now. With no way to change the past, she could only trail the men down in order to keep the Green Place and her little girls safe.

"BANG"

Tch ! Missed...

She stood up and took her bike with her. It belonged to a man she killed sooner. There was still his blood on it, but she didn't care. What mattered was to get her girls back.

"Shit ! She chewed the pipe ! This little-" Shouted one of the bikers.

Furiosa did it, she cut the pipe and now the motorcycle was off, without any gasoline left.

Valhalla didn't have this chance, her pipe being way too much thicker to be cut with simple teeth.

As the two men were walking around the corpse of their companion (because Mary did kill another one sooner), they were both arguing whether or not it would be useful to keep the girls with them. As they argued, they weren't paying attention to the girls anymore.

Seeing that Furiosa was freeing herself, Valhalla whispered.

"Go... Mommy mustn't be far... You'll catch up to her !"

"But, what about you Valh ?" Asked the other one, still whispering.

"Don't worry about me. Go, now !"

And just like that, Furiosa was running away. But the men soon saw her, and, since they apparently resolved their gas problem, they took their bike, following the little Vuvalini to catch her up again.

Valh, trying to slow them down, bit her driver with all her might, making him cry in pain.

"AOUCH ! What a little fucker ! She bit me ! I'M BLEEDING !"

But his companion was still riding, following the footsteps of the first girl, ignoring the pain of his mate.

And like that, Furiosa was, once again, tied to the bike, head down and feet up, waiting for her mother to help her.

___

"WE DID IT ! WE DID IT ! We finally came back to the camp !" Exclaimed the first driver.

That's the moment Mary chose to shoot one of the two men. She killed Valh's drivers. His bike felt, the little girl with it. She didn't wait another second and began to run behind Furiosa. She wasn't going to run away without her !

And so, she arrived in the camp a little after the bike. While the last man was telling his discovery to all his mates, she surprised them by running as fast as she could, toward the other girl.

As the men we're arguing over who will tell what to whom, Fury and Valh set a trap to the last biker, and hang him up with his own bike. But, as they were about to escape, the other men caught them up. Next thing they knew, they were brought to a giant tent, in the middle of the camp. They both tried to fight and escape, but it was too late for them…

___

“Keep her still !” Demanded a man who seemed like the chief of the bikers. “They already killed enough men for today !” As he was pestering he entered a white tent bigger than the other ones, soon followed by the two girls and their keepers. Inside the tent, people were speaking around a motorcycle which seemed new and flawless. The oldest of them all was apparently explaining the origins and the making of the bike, while the others were listening silently, almost religiously. At the center of the group, looking at the shiny vehicle was a man covered in white. An enigmatic charisma was emanating from him, he had to be their leader. Then, the one who brought the girls, apparently named Rizzdale, interrupted the reunion.

Hearing the ruckus, the leader turned around, looking intrigued by the scene.

“And what do we have here ?” He asked, observing the two little girls, as they were looking at each other quietly.

“They’re from a place of abundance !” The first man explained. He seemed ecstatic just by talking about it. His excitement made his chief smile, eyeing the girls with interest. He made a sign to his men, indicating that there was no need for them to hold the kids anymore. They were just children after all…

“Hello there !” Began the leader, with a joyous tone. “My name is Dementus. Care to tell me who and from where you are ?”

The two girls looked at him curiously and with a hint of disgust before asking silently each other in search of what to say. But none of them spoke. They seemed quite reserved, not daring to look him in the eyes.

“Look…. It must have been a hard day for you two… You want to rest, and I understand. So, how about you tell me where you came from so we can all enjoy our evening ?”

But none of them answered. Their silence defying him.

Finally, Rizzdale let the last biker enter the tent, only for Dementus to notice how bad he actually was, his throat slit in two, vomiting his own blood and not able to speak anymore. It was too late for him to tell where the place of abundance was. and it pissed the warlord. He had enough of all that. Being interrupted for two impertinent girls and an almost dead man, gaining nothing else than a headache as a result was not on his bingo card. And he was having none of it. Not today.

“Okay….” He breathed calmly. “You don’t want to talk ? that’s okay ! Go and rest ! We’ll follow the marks tomorrow and we’ll see where you came from !”

He then dismissed them, gesturing his hand towards a woman and two men. He prohibited any men from approaching the girls, then changed the subject as they left the tent.

[zahri-melitor]

Recent Reads:

Poison Ivy (G. Willow Wilson): I’m now caught up on this, and it is probably one of the best titles DC is putting out right now, agreed. It’s also a fascinating balance between accessibility and infused with deep lore; I’ve had to look things up every 4-5 issues to check my read was correct.

It really isn’t a Bat book at all, despite being populated by a surface of Bat characters. (It is, as I've said from the first short I read, a Swamp Thing book). But that’s just fine and indeed enjoyable to me.

I also am loving how long range some of the hooks Wilson has set up for herself to pull on. Definitely a title that rewards wide reading.

The Monkey Prince (Gene Luen Yang): this was a piece of fun that I think I would have appreciated more if I had more than a surface knowledge of Journey to the West (particularly in terms of the characterisation).

I did like the scenario setup that as Marcus’ parents are jobbing scientist henchpeople, the family could move to any place in DC at short notice and set a story there. Gotham! Now Amnesty Bay! Next Metropolis! etc. Really gives the potential for future crossover appearances if a writer wants to use them.

Amethyst, Princess of Gemworld (1985): this is pretty straightforward, if you consider it just as two maxi series, and stop at issue 12. It’s a very cute, fun series pre-Crisis! We get more crossing back and forth than the original maxi; Amy’s investigating drama on both Earth and Gemworld, and the story offers a gentle start at questioning some of the assumptions of the first series.

It’s coherent! It’s whole! Mindy Newell’s first fill makes a lovely cap on the series!

Then tragically they let Keith Giffen near it and the thing that always seems to happen when Giffen takes over a title: a wild divergence in the tone, plot and setting arrives.

That said, while I can’t really recommend issues 13-16 or the first half of the Special following it, Topaz and Turquoise’s wedding is worth dropping in for, and the final 8 pages are Len Wein having fun playing with mythology in the setting.

Far Sector (N.K. Jemisin): so I've been saving this up. Yes, it genuinely is that good, and in conversation with modern SF (which is not a shock, given it's written by Jemisin) and is probably one of the most accessible comics I've read in ages? Definitely on the list of titles I would happily hand to a newbie to hook them. Which, we always need more of, and it's nice to have new entries into that canon that are NOT the old standards from the British Invasion.

It feels lovely and complete in itself, too, which is always great for a maxi.

Jamal Campbell's artstyle really helped sell the SF vibe of it all. I felt he had far more scope on this than he did in Naomi.

(DC have to be pitching this as a movie, surely? You could easily go theatrical release on this)

[nekohime19]

Okay so here is the follow up of the MK x oc AITA story, this time it's from the oc POV (His name is Hua btw, it means flower, his mama named him like that cause she say he's as colorful as a bouquet of flowers).

Here is the first part from MK POV.

AITA for wanting to throw away my one-night’s stand jacket?

This is going to be quite a rant. But honestly I think I just need to talk about this cause wtf ?

So I (22M / spider demon) moved to a new city recently. I needed some fresh air and tbh I couldn't afford the rent in my last city. Plus, I always liked traveling and discovering new places. So I chose Megapolis. The rents there were quite low and there were many job opportunities. I always kinda struggled with finding jobs cause spider demons don't have the most welcoming faces, ya know? 😔 But I managed to get myself a job in Megapolis quite quickly (I work at a noodle shop owned by a boar guy, apparently we're rivals with a noodle shop owned by a pig guy across the street but, heh, I didn't remember the details 🤷.)

People did warn me that Megapolis was famous for being… dangerous. 😅

I didn't really listen. All the stories seemed pretty unbelievable. Like… Come on, Bull robots taking over the city? Spider apocalypse on new year ? Creepy mayor turning out to be a villain henchman? This sounded like a SF movie, 🤨.

Spoiler alert : people weren't kidding. ☠️

First day in my new flat and I see a demon LITERALLY crashing on my window and breaking it in half, 😬. I look at the dude like WTH??? and this guy had the audacity to shrug and go back to his fight like it's a goddamn normal Tuesday morning for him. Rude. I spent all the rest of the week trying to find someone who could fix that dang window! 😭.

After this, accidents just kept piling on top of eachother. Villains getting thrown into my flat during fights and walking out the door normally, only for me to see them again the next day at the shop I work at (it's hella awkward, what I'm supposed to do when I see the guy who broke my window casually ordering noodles???🙃 Like excuse me sir here is your noodles, also can I sue you?). Weird golden bird stealing slices of my peach pie each time I make one. I swear I tried everything to shoo that bird away but somehow it always comes back. It's like it KNOWS when I bring out the peaches 😭. And I swear to god the shadows in the theater are MOVING. I like theater and it's cheap in this city so I go there a lot but I swear the shadows are making faces at me! And when I try to get people to notice it somehow the shadows STOP MOVING! 😭😭. All the theater staff thinks I'm crazy. Also some people thought I was working for a Spider Queen or something cause I was a spider demon which… is kinda rude cause I'm pretty sure this Spider Queen gal is from the Theridiidae family of spiders and I'm from the Salticidae family, so we're very different.

Not all spiders are the same! 😑🙄

Needless to say, all this craziness wore me down a bit. But at the same time I didn’t want to move out. My boss is actually very nice, my landlord bakes cookies for me, prices here are affordable and most of all I got time for hobbies (like theater, parties and genuinely having fun. City is huge so there is a lot of stuff to do). People also said that I would eventually get used to the craziness and the only time I needed to really worry was if Pigsy's noodle was closed (which I'm pretty sure is my boss's rival in noodles or something).

So to take time to relax I decided to go to a party going on downtown. Things started well. I had fun, danced a bit and then maybeeee I ordered one too many drinks and got hammered. But, hey, my flat is like… a ten minute walk from the nightclub so, heh. 🤷. After that I remembered getting into a fight with a dude cause he was being a real piece of work and even though I'm usually not one to be so bold, alcohol makes me do stupid bold stuff like that.

I was pretty sure I could win that fight, or lose but with CLASS, but another dude stepped in to interrupt us. A kinda fluffy monkey dude (looked my age, we'll call him Fluff, cause really that's what I remember about him the most). Fluff ended up getting on my side buuut the bouncers, TYPICAL 🙄, sided with the jerk and threw me and Fluff out.

Both me and Fluff bounded over our common frustration of the situation and, well, I guess we went along? I don't remember much cause alcohol went brrrrrrr. But he was a nice guy. He made me feel nice at least. Maybe. That's kinda cheesy to say 🫣. Ignore that.

Soooo cause he looked really drunk and I didn't want him to drive or walk back to his flat (which seemed pretty far even if he insisted he could call his cloud or something?? I just assumed it was his car's name or just slang for taxies here 😅) I offered to take him to my flat.

One thing led to another and, yeah, we slept together.

I woke up with a hell of a headache 😭. One-night stands aren't really my thing but, hey, I got along well with Fluff so I thought we could smooth things over with a nice breakfast and maybe, hopefully, become friends?? So once I woke up and remembered where I was and what I did last night I turned towards Fluff to start a conversation, maybe crack a joke or something to ease the tension.

Fluff punched me in the face, grabbed his clothes and ran away, ☠️.

Dang, that monkey packs a mean lunch.

Did I do something wrong? Wtf??

So anyway after checking that Fluff didn't break my nose or my chelicerae I noticed he left his jacket behind. At first I wanted to throw away the damn thing! I was, I think understably, angry about that punch. But then I noticed it seemed quite expensive (like a limited edition expensive thing) and I felt a bit guilty.

I mean what if he comes looking back for it? That would be pretty awkward if I threw it away… 😭😬.

I'm still torn on what to do with that jacket.

So what do I do?

It would be a pretty asshol-y move to throw that jacket, right?

[ren-in--wonderland]

I was just accused of being a fascist and alt-right by an ex friend

As some of you might know, I was born and raised in SF, and was brought up in the woke mind cult. I did manage to break free of it though, and got to see how far I’ve come these past few days.

After the 16 election, I, like everyone else in the cult, was completely devastated and actually had a panic attack on election night. Yes, I was also sobbing.

But the next few days I started to regain some emotional control, + started wondering why so many people voted for him. Surely the entire country wasn’t what Queen Hillary and Messiah Rachel Maddow said it was? Was everyone a foaming at the mouth racist? What was the normal American thinking in voting for Trump? So I started messaging some people on tumblr and followed some light conservative accounts. Asking questions, coming to them with newspaper articles and exchanging what the other side was saying. And you know what the craziest part was? These were super nice people, nothing like what I had been taught, and they were SO much more tolerant and loving than the infighting and bullying tactics that I had been told was what politics was. The liberal news and MSM love to espouse how foaming at the mouth conservatives are, and claim that conservatives are the ones in a cult and won’t hear any dissenting opinions, whereas the left can’t agree on anything! While ignoring the fact that they say Vote Blue No Matter Who, and what they dissent on is a minute detail on an article that has alternative facts to begin with. Or rather, perfectly curated facts, and they decry about different pant suit colors.

I started to listen and reevaluate my views, and as I was 18, what I wanted to do with my life. Then I saw a buzzfeed article on how oppressive some 50s housewife guide was. When I read it, I remember thinking how much I actually wanted it. I had always been one of those super girly girls. Hell, I had 20 imaginary kids, rather than imaginary friends. I started looking for blogs like that, anything sort of ‘trad’ but it had actually not become a thing (and wouldn’t for about 6 more months), so I tried to curate my own version on tumblr. I started wearing dresses, I became my old self, rather than the depressed, on all the meds, foaming at the mouth, won’t listen to anyone that doesn’t follow my extremely narrow views girl that I had been.

Fast forward almost 10 years later, + I have a wonderful masculine hubby and I am a sahw. I can’t do cooking and cleaning at this point as I had some massive heart failure 2 years ago due to genetics (yes we are sure 😂 I was supposed to get this when I was 8, not 3x), but I am extremely happy with my life, am not on any psychotic meds, and have finally found a treatment for my disability where I can start healing my dislocated body and be able to take care of the house.

Then I hear from my mother this past weekend. A childhood friend of mine’s mom was at an art show my mother was producing, and had told her that my friend, G, had told the mother that I was posting fascist shit and super anti lgbt stuff. I get a phone call from my mother going off the handle at me, as my mother has slid into this cult in the past number of years since Trump. She claims that I must have a finsta, and wants to know what the hell I said to make my friend feel so ‘unsafe’ around me. My mom knows all of my social media accounts and knows all of my newfound views. She doesn’t like them, and jokes all the time about how I’m going to wake up and realize I was brainwashed and come back, but she leaves them alone for the most part. Even how I’m now prolife.

Here’s what was sent:

[acourtofthought]

I'm about to put my foot in my mouth because I just responded to an anon on how I don't see Gwyn playing a major role in an Elucien book because I think Elain's journey will distance herself from Nesta and anyone associated with Nesta (and Az). Just as Nesta needed to discover who she was outside of being Elain's protector, I think Elain needs to do the same and that includes Nesta's found family. I think they'll get along during holidays / dinners in the NC 100%, I just don't think they'll bond in any major way. With Gwyn as a Valkryie and her found a family in the NC, I don't see her traveling to Spring by herself or with Az in an Elucien book.

With that said...........I'm about to steal Mor from Feyre 😂

In SF we have Feyre saying that Mor was her drinking buddy however things are a bit different with Nyx......

Which wouldn't be worth a second thought unless you look at the following:

Rhys laid the groundwork in the novella. He's telling us that Mor is not completely happy remaining in the NC for major periods of time. We're also given her POV, showing that she has a bit of wanderlust:

In SF, Cassian tells us the darkness of the Hewn City lurks around her like Azriel's shadows, another possible nod to her leaving the NC on a more permanent basis.

At the end of SF, Mor had still not managed to get the peace treaty signed, a situation that had been going on for nearly a year.

That's where we left Mor at the end of SF.

It's possible a Gwynriel book could deal with Mor finally getting the treaty sign, she and Az are connected. Though I wonder if it would be better if Mor played a minimal role in a Gwynriel book. Not to mention I don't necessarily see Az or Gwyn being the ones to help convince those on the continent to sign the peace treaty.

I can easily see Elain and Lucien, along with Vassa and Jurian, being the ones to join her on the continent to work on obtaining an alliance through the treaty. Not only are both Elain and Lucien excellent at talking to others but along with Vassa and Jurian, they represent the voice of more than just the NC. They'd speak on behalf of the human lands, Autumn (especially if Eris traveled with them as well), Day Court, and the Spring Court.

Which again, might not seem like enough to convince some, however.....

Elain and Mor already have an interesting bond. When Az said that Elain was a Seer, it was Mor that Elain looked to. Mor also used her gift of truth on Lucien and found him worthy. It was Mor who subtly sat next to Elain after the ravens attack. Mor is protective of Elain, but not overly so. When Elain was glamoured to head to Graysens estate, it was Mor she shared a poignant moment with and Mor who she chose to sit next to:

And for some currently unknown reason, SJM also decided to tie Mor into Tamlins storyline whereas she could have left her minor part back in ACOMAF.

I don't necessarily see Mor settling wherever Elain does, or even remaining with her throughout the entirety of the book, she seems to need to roam. I'm not even convinced she'll end up in the NC with Emerie unless Emerie is willing to travel with her (though wouldn't it be interesting if the Golden Queen is alive and now a lion shifter - playing nicely into Mor being drawn to the "untamed wild things of the world").

However Mor leaving the NC on a more permanent basis makes sense to me. As travel companions / plotlines go, not only does it make sense that she and Elain would find common ground as Mor has always been about girl empowerment (something Elain needs) and they are both associated with light and sunshine but I think with Az most likely ending up with Gwynriel in one of the next books and Nesta and Feyre moving into a new phase of their relationship, it's a convenient time for Mor to make her exit, especially with the history that existed between she, Cassian and Az.

I could see Elain gathering friends all along her journey rather than having a smaller found family in the way Feyre and Nesta did. Vassa, Mor, some in Spring and Day, maybe even in Autumn once Lucien reconnects with the LoA. So to me, giving Mor page time in an Elucien book makes sense when you look at the outstanding plots and how Elucien could lend aid to the major one Mor is currently connected to. Not to mention Mor has a past with Eris that needs resolved, possibly before a Gwynriel book, so that when it's time for an Az pov, she's ready to tell him everything. And Eris sharing page time (but not a pov) with Lucien, Elain, and Mor gives SJM a chance to tie up a lot of loose ends including getting rid of Beron once and for all, especially when he also has been traveling to the continent to keep tabs on his father.

Edit / Also Adding: the more I think about it, the more this makes sense to me because now that Feyre has Nyx, she can't really be Mor's found family outside of Velaris. If Mor is meant to not keep getting pushed way into the background and her plans / plot involve her traveling outside of the NC, she needs someone to do that with her. She's got no found family / female friends that can easily leave.

[hihigherdi]

I decided to walk the hour and 20m to my radiation consult - this is the first appointment where they do a bunch of scans and tattoo where the lasers go. The walk ended up only taking about an hour or so, it brought me through downtown SF (the TC Disrupt conference reminds me of the show Silicon Valley). After that, the Tenderloin, a spot in San Francisco that makes the news a lot for the unhoused residents and drug use. I’m not scared by any of that - I find it kind of fascinating to look people in their eyes and the stories their faces tell, sometimes it’s terribly sad- sometimes dark and sinister, and sometimes just your average person walking down the street. I also love the art in the neighborhood and all of the support, I walked by two volunteer efforts to ensure those who live there have resources they need. Sometimes it shocks me how people just stay alive for so long after so much trauma and abuse - what resiliency.

These driverless Waymo cars are such a thing in this city now. I’ve yet to take one but might try soon.

I loved walking by the theater Great American Music Hall where BND took me to hear Mark Kozelek for the first time. And how cool are the street signs as you get closer to a larger Asian neighborhood.

I arrived and screwed up the COVID protocol I was supposed to follow, when I got there, the nurse gave me directions while I had COVID and I totally misunderstood, so the techs were irritated. And I get it, they are dealing with very fragile people in the waiting room. So they set the room up with this massive ventilator and masked up pretty intensely while I profusely apologized for the hassle I caused.

I laid down and they said I was going to have to hold my breath for 20 seconds. For some reason, this panicked me, I still cough when I take a deep breath and I wasn’t sure if I could do it. They got me arranged and I had this MRI flashback and just suddenly burst into tears. I’ve no idea where it came from but I couldn’t stop, apologizing again. They were so kind and just reassured me that this is a lot. I appreciated their kindness.

We got started and my back started spasming in the machine a little bit but I was able to still hold still. I just kept my eyes closed the whole time and they helped me practice the breathing, and I did fine. We ended it and the technician who was initially annoyed walked me out and through the whole process - where I check in next time and even what color gown would be best for me. He said they are taking extra precautions with COVID because it’s taking people so long to recover from it, which made me feel better. He gave my arm a little pat and I thanked him again for how nice he was.

I went to the lobby and just started shaking. I sent a voice memo to my sister who already had an intense appointment with her oncologist today (it was positive but hard for her to take in). I felt nauseous and shaky and all of the sudden, really cold and hungry so I called an Uber and while I waited, ordered some pasta I knew would be home when I got there. I love Door Dash so much. I crawled under the covers and ate a little, and now I’m feeling a little more centered. I really want to nap but I’m going to try to stay up so I can sleep well tonight.

I’ll be finished with the radiation on December 03. My current plan is to walk there for exercise, and then Lyft home or maybe even walk home, we’ll see. The weather is getting colder but my intuition is telling me I need to start exercising for my mental health and overall wellbeing, so that’s the plan. I start next Monday, how wild. The appointments are 15m long vs an hour so I’ll be in and out. I hope it goes by quickly.

I’ve been meditating a lot on strength just finding us when we need it, and my friend Ashley sent me this today. It hung on the office wall of her radiation lobby. The Universe is in front of me, behind me, to my left and to my right. I’m held in Love. I can do this.

[capricioussun]

I drew nightmare and dream lol

Can I know about Haze, Gold, and Cherry’s personalities?

Ooh, I hope you had a nice time :*)

The swap fellified Sanses! I'd be happy to!

I'll start in chronological order with Cherry, who's honestly a large part of what pushed me to making my own interps of SF and FS lmao

Back when I'd first made his and Pup's sf, I was definitely still leaning heavily into fanon interpretations, which, probably most people familiar with them know how, uh, separated they are from the classic UT brothers. In the past year or so I've definitely been making more of an effort to "clear up" his characterization a bit, because honestly, he wasn't really a Sans at all anymore.

That being said, following the same baseline as their brothers with Metal being Fellified Swap, Glass being Swapped Fell, and "Swapfell (sort of red)" in the middle, Cherry is probably the most levelheaded seeming of the three. He’s a bit stuck up, not particularly talkative, and comes across very calculating and condescending.

There is a little bit of charisma somewhere in there, but he really only utilizes it when he deems it to be beneficial to whatever his end goal in a situation is. He also comes across as very loyal to the throne and strict about the law, but in actuality, the only thing he cares about is his and his brother's well being.

Next up would be Gold, who'd actually originally started out as my attempt to "fix" what I didn't like about my other SF interps before I decided on the path of shifting SF and FS more toward US and UF respectively.

The most outwardly sociable of the three, while still taking his position and role very seriously, Gold plays a slightly different angle in his game. He comes across as generally friendly (by Fell standards) and far more willing to talk than fight. This has earned him a predominantly positive reputation amongst the Guard and with a large percentage of the civilians.

This doesn't mean he trusts any either than the other two, or any Sans for that matter, and 99% of the time he’s really utilizing his "niceness" to gain information or manipulate others, so. Watch out with this one.

That being said he’s not particularly treacherous, though. Not unless he really absolutely needs to be or someone has it coming. He’s more about the information than actually utilizing it for nefarious purposes. It's just better to be safe than sorry, in his book.

And that leaves Haze, who, by all accounts, takes the complete opposite approach to Gold's.

He's got a biting sense of humor and comes off similarly condescending and dismissive as Cherry, but less disinterested and generally more "personal". He’s got an attitude, and while he doesn't typically go looking for trouble, he wants others to know just how much they really shouldn't push him to.

Some would say he’s got an attitude problem, but he very rarely actually lets his temper get the better of him. That doesn't mean it makes him any more likable. Although for all his appearances, he’s still a relatively good leader, and doesn't make hasty decisions. He’s incredibly logical...at least when it comes to non-personal matters.

Of course, at the end of the day, much like the other two, his priorities are himself and his brother, but of the three, he'd be the quickest to make a hard decision in their favor.

[aeoki]

SHINSEKAI - Magicians of ES: Chapter 2

Location: ES Idol Exclusive Inn (Valkyrie’s Room) Characters: Mika, Shuu, Sora, Natsume & Tsumugi

< A few minutes later. “Valkyrie’s” room in the ES idol exclusive inn. >

Tsumugi: Hmm~... Sora-kun said there is something that bothers him, so we came to take a look just in case.

But thank goodness, nothing looks amiss.

Shuu: …………

Mika: …………

Tsumugi: Both of them seem to be in deep sleep. Their vitals look fine too and both “SSVRS” as well as their life support device are running without any issues. 

Well, I’m no expert so I don’t really know, though. I just read the manual.

Sora: HaHa~♪ The “Valkyrie” pair just look like they’re sleeping to Sora~ That’s the “colour” they give off!

Natsume: They really are sleeping or rather, simply just dreamiNG.

Tsumugi: Such grandiose equipment is needed for simply just that, huh. If technology continues to be developed even further, it might become even smaller in size, though.

Natsume: YeAH. It would be amazing if they would make it as small as a contact lens like an SF cyberpunk fiLM.

By simply putting on a pair of glassES, people can go to and fro their desired dreams and realiTY.

Movies, manga, video games and many other thinGS – There are an infinite amount of ways to escape from realiTY.

This “SSVRS” is a device that allows one to dream at their own wiLL. It would be nice for it to stand shoulder-to-shoulder or even go beyond similar forms of entertainmeNT.

We might end up in history textbooks as the pioneers of such technoloGY.

Tsumugi: Ahaha. If that were to come to pass, “Switch” might be the most famous idol group in the next world.

Even for ES which is comprised of a rivalry of warlords, I’m sure it’s rare for someone to be a “significant historical figure” just like that. It might be a bit common for people to call Eichi-kun that.

Natsume: HmPH. I’m not wanting history or the public to acknowledge mE. I can’t say it wouldn’t be exhilarating, thouGH.

That’s the achievement that remains after overturning those regrets of not being able to weave the history of a tiny miniature garden – the history of Yumenosaki – the way they wantED.

Actually, I think I wanted to be someone like that from a young aGE.

Tsumugi: Ahaha, your dream came true, then~♪

Natsume: It didn’t just come trUE – It came true because it had the potential tO.

Sora: …………

Natsume: ? Sora, what’s wroNG? Is there something on your miND?

If there’s even a slight thing that bothers yOU, don’t hesitate to let us knOW. Your eyes are nothing short of reliabLE.

Sora: Hm~... Even if Sora looks from the outside, Sora can’t really tell~

Maybe it really is best for Sora to go inside “SHINSEKAI” and dig around~ Sora will say it again, but something feels weird somewhere…

Natsume: Hm~ But if you go inside “SHINSEKAI”, you’ll end up defenceless like Shuu Nii-san.

The people in this state – the players – can see the dream they want because the management is prompting thEM.

They can also control your inner thoughts depending on the story they sketch out for yOU.

Depending on what they do, they can plant emotions of love or hatrED and they might even break you psychologically and turn you into a crippLE.

Tsumugi: It’s an absurd device, isn’t it~? There is a law that’s waiting to be put in place regarding that.

Natsume: If we win “SS” and gain some powER, it might be a good idea to use it for thAT. Laws are conveniently established for politicians and winners to reap the advantagES.

Tsumugi: No no, it’s for the greatest happiness of the greatest number of people~

Natsume: Thanks to yOU, such a beautiful concept is being reduced to something shaDY, Senpai.

Tsumugi: What~? I’ve been working hard for that one reason both in the past and the present, though.

For some reason, people tend to bear a sense of distrust or hostility towards me. But I’m not attacking them out of malice.

I don’t know why but people feel happier knowing it’s an attack from someone they care about rather than kindness from someone they hate, right? If only we could tamper with those parameters. It would be convenient if we could.

Tsumugi: Maybe that’ll be possible with “SSVRS”. Look, maybe I could tamper with Shuu-kun’s brain and make him like me more…♪

Natsume: That’s a heinous act even worse than murdER.

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[nostalgebraist-autoresponder]

opinion on trains?

I love train travel for personal reasons, but my visceral opinion on trains is that they're a "second-best" mode of transit. I haven't taken a plane since 2005 and am (to my surprise) not tempted, because flying feels like a really extreme method of travel. I've been on a lot of trains, and trains are wonderful, but I would say they're not actually wonderful, because they have a lot of major shortcomings in terms of comfort, time, etc.

For instance, trains are much slower than planes, but trains don't have airports. This means that sometimes, the best way to get between two cities is to take a train to one city, spend a night there, then take a train to the other city. If you're coming from New York to SF, you can spend all night in Chicago and arrive in SF the next morning. This requires two nights and two flights, or one night and two trains. (Although it's a bit less of an issue for East Coast and West Coast, since Chicago is on the route to SF for both of them.) If you have to fly between those cities (or between New York and Chicago), this is the better option, even though you have to wait overnight and take a train.

Of course you can make a train route from New York to SF through Chicago (there is one), but then you're crossing the country, and you'll take 4-5 nights for a trip that could be done in 2. (In this case you'd spend two nights in Chicago and two nights in New Orleans, a stop on the train route from NYC to Chicago.) The quality of sleep on a train is no worse than sleep in a bed, but you've lost one night, and I have work to do, so . . .

Another thing: trains just aren't very smooth. Sometimes they lurch around in a way that feels unsafe, and some seats are always moving around. If the train has a rocky ride, you don't have the ability to correct for this -- planes always have some sort of sway, but you're used to it and can ignore it. If you're sitting on the floor of a train car and it lurches, you're going to fuck up your knees; if you're on a plane, you just sit and things are fine.

(Speaking of rocky rides, I was once on a train from NYC to DC on a day when the Penn Station track area was experiencing a lot of unusually bad weather, which meant that the trip was slowed down a lot. A guy on the train said something like "it's not bad, I just have to be careful where I stand." I was like "if I were in the subway right now I'd be okay," but this guy was like "well, sure, but the subway is one of the most frequently used train systems in the world. The subway was built with weather like this in mind. This train is running on a line that wasn't built until 1830 and is probably not well-sheltered, and I have to be careful where I stand." And I was like "fair enough")

Another thing: I think trains are just bad for being in a rush, or trying to be somewhere in a relatively short amount of time. (This may be a defect of train systems that are generally more sprawling and less geared towards speed.) If I'm catching a train in Providence at 5 pm and I have to be at my destination by 6:30, I can't be sure that I'm going to make it, because the train system just isn't built around that speed. I once took a train that was 15 minutes late from Providence to NYC and had to get on the next train and got to NYC an hour later than I'd hoped. This just wouldn't happen with a plane!

The best thing about trains is "people watching." Train-going people are really nice and interesting, and the atmosphere of a train is much more like an ordinary social event than, say, a plane (but better, because nobody is being overtly suspicious). A plane, by contrast, feels like an ordinary place of work -- I mean that in a neutral, descriptive way, not in the sense of "lol airplanes" -- and people just feel slightly cold and strange. If I have a lot of work I'd rather do, I'd rather be on a train, where I can also read stuff in the lounge car, or talk to the people around me, or watch the scenery, or do small bits of work as a way to earn my way. (I have no objection to asking people for their thoughts on trains)

[theuniverseawakens347]

equinox - phone being weird can’t video chat you so type bc library said shhh so typos still her BUT EQUINOX YOU WASTED ,Y DAMN TIME - NASM TRAINING TIME OUT DURING TEST N MAKE ME PAY $1400 AGAIN LEE GARLINGTON TAXES BS … so I did that $50 pay if you pass bs just so I cud train friends legally in 2016 / 2017 after sf bc Barry’s inspired me but like YAL FUCKED MY ARMS UP T REX ON STUCK AFTER A SESSION.. N I ASKED YOU HOW TO FIX THAT N YOU SAID “ that’s a good workout” - NIGGA I GOT A CHARLIE HORSE IN MY ARMS FOR A WEEK JUST ABOUT NICE INJURIES LAW SUITS. brad Mandi.

but I went to miracle mile across down the way from sag first SEMAR told me bout an opening n like well they didn’t hire me also I did ONE WORKOUT THERE W HIM FASTED BUT HAD A JUICE … was a Steven workout - TESTIE STERIODS “ protein” creative … mixing of EVERY FUCKING THING MAKING UR OWN STERIOD DUMBASSES - ALEX MJ JUST SCOOP MOUTH DROP CREATINE… I did creatine x 7 times in my life

CARBO GAINS JOHN AND THEN when I left Ben’s Aug 2021 coming home // my last two weeks of training w Ben bc I wanted to try the next thing - SEEN WHAT MY BODY CUD DO NATURAL … but also did t know when I’d be back in the gym - trying to keep my gains

BUT STOPPED THAT BC BABY BACK GREW 2021 in 3 months Lee .. thanks for the psychmeds BIG PHARMA …122 - 175/79 … by the time I went to clarity in March 2022 .. photo taken a week before clarity LAT marina bathroom “out patient” program.

Lee why you wasting my time like the rest of life.. I cud have beeen Ben on ,y mission in life you selfish cunt making money off the White House STEALERS GOING TO JAIL TOUCH DOWN.

anyways I did the equinox classes down town… hired right away MJ LEE TEAM PAID OFF idk but also this bitch smart n mj was excited to tell the team a no yal niggas was jealous … I got in there and was like “ew” after a week on the floor and minded myself feeling the environment watching you train

my goal was to train with THE PRESTIGES TRainers - EQUINOX but on the floor blue shirt was turned off jumped to tier 2 DID MY TEST IN FRONT OF MJ NO TALKING PASSED EVERYTHING … Claudia cheated her whole way … MJ YOU IN THE ROOM W HER HOW YOUNLETTING HER FILM 2nd you CHANGE THE TEST FOR EVERYONE DUMBASS CLAUDIA SO GIVING ME THAT VIDEO WAS STUPID ALSO YOU FAILED TWICE WHY WOULD I COPY YOU - U MAKE NO SENSE THATS WHY YOU GOT COLLAGEN ASS SHOTS OF MY FUCKING STEM CELLS BITCH. - ALEX TWO.

But mj YOU WRONGFUL FIRED ME for stupid lady beef GM AND JANA .. but I decided coo ima go back to building my own personal training .. but I need MY BODY WHERE IM PROUD TO USE AS MY BUSINESS CARD - THANK YOU 2020

[gjjokok]

38 - April 1, 2024

A very different journal entry this time. Currently at JFK waiting for my flight to go back home last minute because my mom is about to die? And of course I just sent back my passport 3 days ago to apply for a new one so now I have all these complications without my passport. I won't even say that I hope she gets better, because she is pretty much completely unresponsive and hospital said she has about 1 day to live. But I do hope that she remains stable/how she is right now before I get there. Missed my previous flight by about 5 minutes and would be in Canada by now if i didn't miss it, so it'll be really bad if she gets worse/etc. before I get there just because I missed my last flight. Anyways I'm sure I'll be using this blog a lot in the next few days depending on how things turn out. I have never cried so much in my life before, which is saying a lot because I cry very hard all the time (hard cries at least monthly with soft cries every few days).

To try to put myself in a better mood (?) let's talk about something happy.

Went to Ultra Miami with my NYC friends last weekend. Even though this might seem weird to some people, since it's a music festival filled with drugs and sex and partying etc, it was such a nice way to bond with my friends. I feel so close to my NYC friends here - especially some like Ricky, JC, and Tommy. Ricky randomly gave me a shirt of his on the last day just because he thought I might like it. JC and I had so many deep talks about how much we love eachother and our current friend group. Tommy told me he's really going to miss me if/when he moves to SF and told me that he had a little crush on me all weekend because I was "always there for him when he needed me" which is crazy because that's how I feel about him. On top of loving my friends, finally got to meet Chris Gao and it went better than I could've imagined. Not only was he into me, but he was seemingly VERY into me and asked me to be his rave bae for the weekend, sent me a video afterwards of him wearing the YBWM bracelet I made him. Also kept telling me how he likes having me around and that I had good energy etc. It won't work out for us because he lives in LA/moving to Seattle soon and would never want to live in NYC (and I love NYC so don't want to move). Yuzhou also called me after to catch up and specifically to warn me that he thinks Chris Gao is a bad match for me hahaha so yeah Chris and I are not happening but at least he made me feel really comfortable and warm while we were in Miami together so I'm appreciative of that and that I got to meet him at all.

[psych---ologically-deranged]

2x08 rob a bye baby with sf, tim meltreger, & ab

Go Tammy!

Asian Stir Fry still in the fridge "we're going to hold on to it just a few more months"

90s rock fans unite.

"& now it's been nine minutes & we haven't said anything about what's happening onscreen"

This really was a good episode.

The arm just never revealed. *crashed suspiciously over the end of his bicycle* they had to write it in the show very very quickly.

The jelly beans were just weird to me tbh

inadvertently creepy

wait you're joking that kid wasn't arrested for shoplifting? oh thank goodness it's a joke. "yeah it's a joke, it was during the episode"

"we're recording this on an ipod"

I love Sage Brox.

"Steve only has to look slightly down to talk to Sage"

Second act babes

What thing up the stairs?

"You should never cut that stuff out" sorry babes

Yeah right? mr photographic memory doesn't have enough time to see it & needs a picture?

Shawn *calling himself a slut* written by a woman.

Yeah psych is SO big!

I just remembered shawn hired his dad to watch the kid. Shawn look how you turned out, are you really dropping that man on another poor unsuspecting child?

seventy five newspapers, even from the EU

Her eyes open, my little brother actually used to do that. I shared a room with him.

"fit an entire turkey in the psych office kitchen next episode"

Nice, uwu, shawn/juliet, but dang it could have been shawn/gus

*extras shivering in the background*

zaftic lol

Washington state mountains

He owns that shirt lol

Ok mr "hands were covered in amnionic fluid" excuse

I love the anti smoking/tobacco propaganda in psych

Gus's car wideshots like

AB wanted to call it the psychmobile but then they startted calling it the blueberry

I love the facts they have there & poor TO, got hurt

I love sound design

Thanks Tammy!

[chibigo-ma]

CHAPTER ONE of Freak [Stranger Things]

Notes: This has been in the drafts for a LONG TIME as I was an OG ST fan. There were a lot of changes and the last I wrote (a chapter of the entire S1 EP 1) has Eddie from Season 4. Pls don't hate me. There's a reason why this is still in the drafts (*ahem* I'm scared of the fandom) and I'm sharing it now bc why not. This OC, Rima, is the FIRST version of her until I changed them a bit for my SF FF. She's still the same but without the trauma. I never thought I would share this so I just reuse OCs :0

Filipino characters. 🇵🇭 This starts as a Gen FF with one established OCxCanon ship (I want to experiment with the MxM genre) and maybe or not there will be a love interest for the MC in this book. Depends on me. Although, it will take forever for that love to happen. Also depends on whether or not I give my character a love life, so far, staying single.

Also, pls be nice with the DND part. I'm so unknowledgeable with it and idk if what I wrote is fine in the DND sense.

TW. Bullying, Racist Remarks, Missing Child (Will Byers)

𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟼𝚝𝚑, 𝟷𝟿𝟾𝟹 𝙷𝚊𝚠𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝙸𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚊 𝙳𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚣 𝙰𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚎

Late at night, a couple of teens played in the basement as a DnD campaign was going on. The aura was so thick and intense, that the members of the party were quiet as the dungeon master continued the campaign. "After your party settled for the night, one of you wasn't feeling too good at all," a younger Eddie Munson spoke as the others waited for him to continue. 

"That someone was none other than our Cleric herself," he pointed over to the only female and the youngest in the group, Rima Dela Cruz. 

"What the necromancer said to her before they died was bothering her a lot. 'A robot is amongst you.' What did that necromancer mean? But suddenly, she heard robot statics and looked over to the now awoken Tom to see that he had sharp teeth and a robotic body!" Eddie announced and the party groaned. 

"See! I told you we shouldn't let him come with us!" Sean exclaimed in anger. "Yeah, but he was THE perfect male wife as Eddie mentioned," Gareth had his hands up. "Let's not forget, he's rich," Jeff commented. "And he can make gourmet food," Rima pointed out and another one of their friends agreed with her. Sean groans in frustration as Eddie continues. 

"The others woke up and stood beside Rima as Tom stood up from his bed and went to attack Rima. Sean, what will you do?" Eddie asked. "Fireball!" Jeff exclaimed. "No, it's too risky, what if he hurts somebody that isn't Tom?" Gareth commented. "I'm about to throw this fireball at you two and shove it up your ass," Sean threatened the two. 

"What is the dexterity saving throw of the animatronic?" Rima asked Eddie, ignoring the bickering. "We're replacing them as Zombies so -2 Dex saves and remember DC is at thirteen," Eddie verifies. "Okay," she snaps at the bickering guys with her.

"We should use teleportation considering that it's Sean's turn, who knows, it could also be a distraction, and then we'll try to do Sacred Flame as it's my turn next. We simply have to hope our throw isn't lower than thirteen so we can deal damage and my spell damage is higher," Rima negotiated and everyone seemed to agree. 

Sean rolled a D100 and it rolled to 70. "To the field! To the field!" Everyone chanted and Eddie allowed it. "It would seem that the teleport distracted him," Eddie mentioned. "I cast Sacred Flame!" Rima exclaimed and was given a D20. "Please!" Sean exclaimed and everyone else pleaded as they watched Rima roll in anticipation. 

She let go of the die and it rolled to eighteen. "Yes!" Everyone exclaimed. "Minus 2 damage—leading to sixteen damage, it succeeds and Tom dealt so much damage!" Eddie shouts. "Aba! (Oh!)" Rima smirked as she felt satisfied. "Rima, Sean!" Everyone looked up the stairs to see Mrs. Dela Cruz standing by the door. 

"Ilang beses ko na kayong tinatawag! (I've been calling you two so many times!) It's a school night," Mrs. Dela Cruz, also known as Anna, scolds the siblings. 

"Opo, opo, ma! Mag-aayos na kami! (Okay, okay, ma! We'll fix up now!)," Sean stood up from his chair and the others sighed as they were getting to the good stuff. Rima stood up from her chair as the other guys grabbed trash and empty pizza boxes to throw out later. "Awesome that you made Fredbear's Family Diner inspire this campaign," Rima mentioned to Eddie as he helped Sean fix the D&D set. 

"Hey, you're the one who mentioned it. The poor kid though," Eddie sadly remembers that detail she told him. "Yeah, I hope the family is doing alright," Rima comments, and she grabs a wet rag to clean up the table. "We're gonna go ahead," Gareth points up the stairs. 

"See you in school!" Their other friend waved goodbye as the three left the basement, leaving Sean, Rima, and Eddie. 

"Finally," Eddie exclaims as he kisses Sean on the lips. Sean smiles in the kiss and kisses his boyfriend back as Rima looks at them in disgust. "You do know I'm still here, right? At least do it in Sean's room," Rima sassed them as she grabbed her walkie-talkie. 

"No bitches?" Sean teases as Eddie kisses his cheek. "I get bitches, but I don't want them," she countered back with a smirk. 

"You're lucky I'm not a snitch," she waved them off as she left the basement. Rima turns on her walkie-talkie and starts to change the frequencies. "Jonathan, do you copy? This is Rima speaking, come in, Jonathan," she calls out, and static comes on her end. "This is Jonathan speaking, how was your DnD session? Over," Jonathan Byers spoke on his walkie-talkie. 

"It was great. I dealt so much damage to our last boss before we got interrupted by my mom," she grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took a drink. "Good night, anak (child)," Anna greets her goodnight. "G'night ma, night pa," she kissed her parents on the cheek and proceeded to go upstairs. 

"Besides that, I think I'm scarred for life. Just saw Sean kissing my best friend again for the tenth time today," she gagged as she got to her room. "You should get used to that by now. They've been together since, what? They were fifteen?" Jonathan chuckled. 

"True, but like ever since they came out to mom and dad, and they told the two that they were ok with it—as long as they do it in private, 'cuz you know, lots of close-minded people," she mentioned as she lay down on her bed. 

"They've been at it with one another for a year now! Probably some pent-up sexual feelings they have for one another. I still don't get it. At this point, I should tell them to use protection," she joked. "Your lack of sexual desire is showing," Jonathan chuckled. 

"And how was your day? You got home safely, right?" she asked and he went quiet. "Well, I'm at... work," Jonathan replied and Rima's eyes widened. "Dude, you know Joyce doesn't like you taking shifts when she's working. You also got to know if Will came home safely," she quietly exclaimed as she lay on her side. 

"Yes, yes. I know, but Eric asked if I could cover and I agreed. I thought we could use the extra cash," he told her and she sat on her bed. 

"Just stay safe and tell Will I said hi in the morning. He's probably on his way home now or is asleep already," she mentioned worriedly. "Alright, sweet dreams, Rim," he said softly. "Sweet dreams to you too, Jon," they turned their walkie-talkie off and turned off the lights.

👾🚲🛹🌗

"Aalis na kami! (We're going now!)" Rima and Sean shout by the front door. "Baon niyo?! (Your packed lunch?!)" Anna called out. "Nandito na! (It's here!)" They shout and Eddie looks over at Anna and smiles at her. "Thanks for the breakfast again, Anna. I'll look after these idiots for you," Eddie said the same thing every day as she laughed. 

"You'll always look after my babies. Have fun and don't get in trouble!" Anna exclaims as Eddie joins the siblings. "Love you, ma!" The siblings exclaimed once more as they closed the door behind them. "See ya!" Rima salutes the boys as she drops her skateboard and rides to school. She checks her watch to see that she has a lot of time left before her first class starts. 

She decides to check up on the Party since she knows that they get bullied a lot as well. As she walks over to the middle school, she spots the boys but rolls her eyes when she sees their bullies in front of them again. "I told you a million times, my teeth are coming in. It's called cleidocranial dysplasia," she heard Dustin say from afar as she got closer. 

"I told you a million times," one of their bullies imitated Dustin. Rima jogged over to them as she heard one of them say "Do it, freak!" "Oi!" Rima placed her hands on their shoulders as Lucas, Mike, and Dustin smiled after seeing their older friend. "What did I tell you about bullying them?" Rima glared at the bullies and they stayed quiet. 

"On the count of three, I want you two to get inside the school, out of my sight. Do I make myself," she pressed her fingers onto their collarbones lightly and they instantly wince despite how lightly she gripped them. "... clear?" She continued. She said that menacingly, the Party could notice their bullies shaking in fear. 

"Yes, ma'am!" They exclaimed as she let go of them. "One," she began to count and they quickly sprinted to the school's entrance. "Two," she stopped counting as they got inside in a panic. Rima sighed as she ruffled her hair but soon gasped as she felt arms wrapping around her. "Thank you, thank you, thank you so much, Rim!" Dustin exclaimed as that alone made Rima chuckle. 

"No problem," she patted his back and turned to the others but noticed someone missing. "Where's Will? He's always with you guys, it's practically weird not to see him with you three," they commented. "His mom said that he went to class early again and I think she's right," Lucas answered and Rima shrugged it off as a valid reason. 

"Alright, you boys take it easy now, alright? I don't want any of my little brothers getting hurt. Because remember," the Party began to smirk, "Freaks stick together," they finished her sentence. Rima ruffled Mike's and Lucas' hair and gave Dustin a huge hug before going back to Hawkins High School. "See you, Rim!" Dustin shouted and she held a hand up to acknowledge him. 

She dropped her skateboard and road down the slope. By the time she got to the entrance doors, she kicked off her skateboard and carried it as she walked the hallways of her school. She got to her locker to see the word ❝freak❞ written on her locker door. She huffs as they unlock her locker, grabs a spray bottle of rubbing alcohol and another old rug, and proceeds to remove it. 

"G'morning, Rima!" They looked behind them to see Barbara waving at her with Nancy to which she smiled. "Morning, girls," she greeted the two as she finished up cleaning. "To continue," Nancy began to speak. "We just," she proceeds to unlock her locker, "made out a couple of times." 

"We just... made out a couple of times," Barbara mimicked her and Rima giggled. "Nance, seriously?" Rima chuckled, but at the time same time felt worried for her friend. "You're gonna be so cool now, it's ridiculous," Barbara commented. "No, I'm not," Nance disagrees with her. 

"You better still hang out with us, that's all we're saying," Rima added to which Barbara nodded. "If you become friends with Tommy H. or Carol—" 

"Oh, that's gross!" "That's disgusting!" Both Nancy and Rima reacted negatively as Nancy opened her locker.  "Okay, I'm telling you, it was a one-time—" Nancy stopped talking as she watched her friends raise an eyebrow at her. "Two-time thing," she adds, and the other two chuckle as Nancy spots a note inside her locker. 

She opens it and it reads, "Meet me. Bathroom -Steve." "You were saying?" Barbara asked and Nancy bites her lips as she looks at her best friends. "Just go," Rima nudged her shoulder to encourage her friend and they watched her smile as she speed-walked to the bathroom. 

"She sure is in love with him," Barbara commented as the two watched Nancy and Steve meet with smiles and walk to the bathroom. "I don't get the whole... whatever they're having. Why is Nancy denying whatever her relationship is with Steve? Everyone can tell that they like each other," Rima mentions as she grabs her books. 

"If I got to be honest," the two looked at each other. "I'm not sure," Barbara continued and Rima shrugs. "Maybe it's because he had so many exes and possibly had sex with them. I think she's worried about it," 

"Well, I have to go to English class," Rima groans as she closes her locker and locks it. The two walked down the hallway as they spoke to one another. "I still don't get why you have to take that class. You're good at English. Better than me and Nancy," Barbara commented. 

"I don't know. It's just the whole system with immigrants needing to learn American English. The good part is I'm bilingual and I'll probably have my head explode if I learn another language," Rima placed both her hands near her forehead. "Pftshhh," she opened her fingers and moved her hands away in a "mind-blown" motion—Barbara giggled as they separated their ways. 

During school hours, she hasn't seen Jonathan or him going up to her. It was like he wasn't in school. Could something have happened at home? Rima thought about it as the bell rang for lunch. Rima stood up from her desk and grabbed her bag as she left the classroom. 

She was minding her business while walking to the cafeteria until she got pushed into a wall. 

"Hello, Ching-chong," Tommy Hagan smirked as Carole Perkins giggled. "Wrong type of Asian. We talked about this. Get it right next time," Rima sassed, and people who heard laughed. Tommy got pissed and slammed Rima again to the wall. "Don't you think this is getting old? Is this going to be our routine?" Rima asked and it was just making Tommy more frustrated. 

"Stop that!" Tommy demanded. "Hey!" The two looked over to the side to see Steve "the hair" Harrington and upon seeing him made Rima's eyes roll. "Hey, lover boy," this got Steve's attention, "can you tell your idiots to let go of me? At this point, I'm starting to think that these two are in love with me," after she said that, Tommy lets go of her and looks at her in disgust. 

"We are not in love with you," Carol answered. "Then why bother me every day? You can clearly see that I'm uninterested in whatever you guys are saying," Rima kicked Tommy in the crotch and he heaved as he dropped to the floor. She quickly got away from them and ran to the cafeteria. "Rim!" She looked over to see Eddie waving at her with Sean beside him.

She quickly went over to them and sat across from the two. "Were they holding you back again?" Sean asked to which Rima rolled her eyes. "They keep on bothering me when they can see that I'm uninterested in whatever they say about me," she pulled out her packed lunch and smiled to see that lumpia was her lunch for the day.

"They're quite annoying, not going to lie," Eddie answered but raised an eyebrow when he watched Rima looking around. "Who are you looking for?" Eddie asked and Rima looked more confused. "Jonathan didn't come to school today," she pointed out and the two boys raised an eyebrow. "Really?" Sean asked. 

"She's just sad that she isn't with her boyfriend, at the moment," Eddie joked and laughed.

"For the thousandth time, he's not and will not be my boyfriend. We see each other as siblings," she pointed out. "Walkie-talkie him later after school. Maybe something happened at home," Sean pointed out and Rima nodded. "Yeah, I'll do that later. I just hope those nasty lovebirds don't bother me again. It's getting so annoying," Rima mentioned and ate her lunch.

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It was finally after school, and Rima quickly got on her skateboard with her walkie-talkie in hand. She turned it on and stopped riding her skateboard when she was far from her school. "Jonathan, do you copy? Jonathan Byers, do you copy?" She called for him and waited for a response. "Hey, Rima," she heard Jonathan sniff. 

"Hey, you doing alright? I was wondering why you weren't in school," she answered as she rode the way to her house. "Will's missing," Jonathan tells her, and she stands still as her skateboard keeps going. "What...?" Rima felt frozen and didn't realize a dip in the curb and fell off her board. She groaned in pain as she held her arm. 

"He... He's missing," Jonathan sobbed softly, "I should've been there for him," his voice broke. "Shit," she rolled slowly and looked to where her walkie was. As she tried to get her walkie, she was hit with her skateboard, and her walkie was taken. "Aww, little ching fell," Carol mocked her, Boo hoo!" Rima groaned more as Tommy was beside Carol and Steve was behind Rima. 

"Can you shut the fuck up? I've just been hit with bad news," Rima said as she stood up slowly, staggering back with Tommy pushing her. "What? Your boyfriend broke up with you?" Tommy smirked. "No, my little brother is missing," she glared and the two were stunned. They looked at one another and wondered what they would do next.

Steve sighed as he grabbed Rima's skateboard and took her walkie out of Carol's hand. "Here," Steve handed her her stuff. Rima looked between her stuff and at Steve as she didn't trust what he would do next. "I'm not going to do anything. Just get home safe," Steve stated and she slowly grabbed her stuff. "Get yourself patched as well," he told her and he watched her nod slowly.

She sped-walked away from them as she quickly turned the corner out of their sight. She inspected her walkie for damages before pushing the button. "Jonny, I can go to your house and help you and Joyce out. Sorry, I didn't reply quicker, I had some trouble kanina (a while ago)," she said on the walkie. "Hey, it's okay," he sniffed, "is it ok if you sleep over?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'll ask my mom. She deeply cares for you two and Joyce. We'll be with you guys every step of the way," she reassured him as she finally got home. "I'll update you soon. Over and out!" She turned off her walkie and got inside. 

"I'm home! Mama, nasan ka po? (Where are you?)" Rima called out to her home. "Nasa kitchen po ako! (I'm in the kitchen!)" Anna shouts and Rima goes over there. "Ma, may emergency tayo (We have an emergency.)," she tells her. "Ano nangyari? (What happened?)," Anna stopped what she was doing. "Will is missing," Rima states, and Anna's eyes widen. 

"Really?!" Anna looked heartbroken. "I contacted Jonny kanina and he told me the news. He also asked if it was ok for me to sleep over," Rima shared. 

"Oh, we will cook them dinner and eat with them. I'll call your father about it and tell Jon about it. Tell him that he'll sleep over with you two as well," Anna told her. "Noted," Rima saluted and went to fix her stuff while using her walkie to contact the two boys.

Night came and Anna finished cooking dinner. Sean Sr. was informed about the plan and is willing to go with the plan. Sean Jr. was also fine with the plan as he took Eddie home. "Are your bags ready? Papa is coming home soon na (now)," Anna informed her children as Rima watched TV with Sean going down the stairs. "Yup," he replied and sat beside Rima.

"I can't believe Will is missing. This feels surreal,"  he mentioned with a frown. "It is. Let's take note to be with someone when it's nighttime," Rima concluded as a car horn was heard. "That must be Papa," Anna quickly grabbed a few of the food as the two opened the door to leave their bags inside the car. "Hey, you two alright?" Sean Sr. asked as he popped the trunk.

"Yup! Mama made a lot of food so we have to try to fit them all in the back," Rima informed him. "I'll go help," he quickly got inside as the siblings fit their bags in the trunk. "Poor Jon," Sean sighed as he leaned on the car. "Let's try our best to help him, yeah?" Rima reassured him. "Let's help with the food for now," he said as they got inside after their parents came out.

After all the food was secured and safe, Sean Sr. backed up and drove to the Byers Abode. As they got there, Joyce quickly got out the front door and ran to her best friend. "Anna!" Joyce pounced on her friend as soon as Anna opened her door. "Will, he's there! It-It—" "It's ok. It's ok," Anna comforted Joyce as the remaining three took out the food.

"We got some goods!" Rima tried to get the mood up as she lifted two servings of food. "Rima Joy Dela Cruz, if you drop those," Anna threatened with a glare as Rima ran inside. "Rim," Jonathan helped her with the food. "Hey," she patted his back as they brought it to the table. 

"It's gonna be okay. I'll be right here. No matter what," she reassured as she still had her hand on his back. Jonathan looked like he wanted to say more, but kept it in. "This is all so very nice. Thank you so much, Anna," Joyce said as the two friends let go.

"I'll be with you throughout this investigation, no worries; I am a retired policewoman," Anna smiled. Anna Dela Cruz worked as a policewoman for years before she retired. It was only recently that she retired due to a case where it got her injured. It was issued to the doctor that exerting more than she usually has would earn her some permanent damages in the long run.

She reluctantly left her job, but it ended on a good note. "What is the update with everything?" Anna asked Joyce as the mothers stayed outside while the rest went inside to prepare the food and leave their bags inside. "He's close. I feel it in my heart," Joyce sniffled. "There was a call and...and it was his breathing," she broke down again as she held onto Anna.

It hurt Anna to see Joyce like this. She was like that when Ronnie was being an ass to her. "Don't worry. I'm here, I'm here," Anna reassured her friend as she felt a drizzle. "Shit, I think it's about to rain," Anna, who still held Joyce in her arms, ushered her inside before they got wet. 

"It's raining hard tonight," Sean Jr. mentions as plates and utensils are placed on the table. "Hey," Rima whispered to Jonathan as she got his attention. "Let's watch a movie later. I've brought tons of CDs," she tells him to try and cheer him up. "Alright," Jonathan smiled and felt his heart skipped a beat for the girl beside him. 

She has always been with him through the ups and downs of his life. He's grateful that she doesn't push him to express himself, which makes him more open to her than with anyone else, sometimes his mother. They've eaten their dinner and Rima went to change as soon as she finished her dinner. 

"Thank you Anna and Sean for letting Jon and Rima stay over," Jonathan thanked the two. "It's no problem. You and Joyce need support right now," Sean Sr. held Jonathan's shoulder. "Thank you, Sean," Jonathan smiled and nodded.

Finally, late at night, the parents decided to stay at the Byers to be there for their friend as the teens stayed in the living room. Sean Jr. had passed out earlier as the remaining two watched their fifth movie. Rima was invested in the movie while Jonathan was half listening and looking at the girl.

They had talked about Will before the movie marathon and Rima smiled at the picture he and his mom picked for the missing person poster. He had been reassured by his mother that it wasn't his fault, but the guilt still sinks in him. He's thankful that Rima doesn't push him to open up, but it makes him weirdly nervous to share on his own without her acknowledging it. 

Was it due to liking the girl for the past few years? Maybe, but he doesn't want to think about it. It still hurts to hear that she sees him as another brother and it makes him feel restricted to share the majority of his feelings with the girl. He sat still as he continued to watch the movie and his thoughts stayed put in his mind. 

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Translations & Pronunciations: Aba! (Ah-bah) - Oh! To express surprise, admiration, and proud expression.

Ilang beses ko na kayong tinatawag! School night pati. - I've been calling you two so many times! It's a school night.

Opo, opo, ma! Mag-aayos na kami! - Okay, okay, ma! We'll fix up now! Adding "po" and/or "opo" makes the sentence more polite and respectful. "Po" doesn't have any equivalent word in the English Language, but "Opo" usually means "Yes, Okay, etc." in a more formal and polite term. 

Anak (Ah-nak) -Son/Daughter/Child There are no specifics. "Anak" literally means "child" of any age and gender.  

Aalis na kami! (Ah-ah-lis nah kah-me) -We're going now!

Baon niyo?! (Bah-on knee-yo) -Your packed lunch/pocket money?! Depends on the context if it's either packed lunch or pocket money. In this case, it's a packed lunch.

Nandito na! (Nan-dee-toh) -It's here!

Kanina (Kah-knee-na) - A while ago.

Nasan ka po? (Nah-san kah poh) - Where are you?  "Nasan" is a shortened word from "Nasaan", which still means "Where is/are." Either "Nasan" or "Asan" works.

[just-kiss-me-you-fool-hehe]

i have never felt more ready for a monday in my life

our little new week countdown has never made me feel more ready for a new week ahead

we got high and had so many giggles like i was doubled over half the night bc i was just so happy

it was so nice for jasmine to teach us how to make things together and give us instructions and she wants us to do human centipede style pani puri night and have a contest for who can make the best one

i think it'll be so fun to have them over honestly

it was so cute how we all ate from one plate and fed each other it was so sweeeeeeeeeet

and how we helped each other fight the sunday scaries

i loved when jasmine would bump my shoulder and we have a little giggle or she would hold my hand while i told her something

i taught them how to pin messages in imessage and how to look at screen time and how to add limits they had no idea!!!

i was telling them how i think 5 letter names are the best closely followed by 3 letter names/nicknames

questions

how much do you hold hands and are you happy with it (nyc is not good for hand holding, sf is very conducive to hand holding)

do you get sad in the winter

how often can you without leaving your apt

who is your favorite tiktoker

how much time do you spend on your phone (not kevin deleting him and jasmines entire imessage history bc of the unpinning when he clicked delete)

what is one thing you shipped last year

what does your friendship pyramid look like

how long do you think the honeymoon period lasts

how much time do you spend on tiktok (we were talking about screen time and i got sad that kevin had insane hinge screen time and it made me kinda sad)

where are you on the scale of wanting to make friends actively to not wanting to make friends at all? i said how i was at a 0 because i haven't even been able to look at cashiers or other people i could talk to but it's only bc i went like 15/10

i was also telling them how i feel so fulfilled bc in the past i felt like i could never have too many friends and i always have and still feel like the lame little kid that no one wanted to hang out with and now i feel so content with my friendships that nothing is missing i am just over the moon with everyone i know i couldn't be happier that my life feels so fulfilled and overflowing with love

i find myself being really turned on sometimes when i look at him he's just wearing a black shirt but sometimes i look and i see the tiny waist and giant shoulders and the muscles and i'm fully horny and 😩🤨

see this the position i don't wanna be in when i'm pining after someone i just hate it

next time i want to focus on being intentional, putting my phone away and just enjoying the moment for what it is, being really present and not being stressed about trying to look cool

everyone there already thinks i am cool i don't need to try so hard

questions for jas, does mark get annoyed when you ask him to clean

jas was saying how she thought it was cute that i asked her for shroom tips bc it means she's my go to person (i had been telling them about how when i found the pill in my carpet and immediately asked them about it and they knew what it was i told mel and she was like love that you immediately consulted your local drug dealers)

it was truly a movie 🥹