#one of my coworkers brought smth up today

[strawbabycowboy]

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[le-trash-prince]

We had christmas lunch today for work, and I had to go 20 minutes early to get a table—which I hate doing, it’s so uncomfortable to be one person at a table for 10 for that much time. And I’m running on 60% sleep, so I knew it was gonna be Not Great, so I brought my strongest pair of Loops and I wore my clip-on sunglasses inside so I could have a little less visual stimulation. Which did help, but it was still a struggle

I think wearing the sunglasses helps me unmask a bit, since I don’t have to think about eye contact, and even though I know people can see my face, I don’t force a smile as often because it feels like a shield.

But everyone was late, which is also why I hate getting seated early because it feels like I’m in this big unknown stretch of time in a very noisy public environment. And either I’m feeling more sensitive rn, or the music was just loud today because it still felt noisy even with my earplugs in.

And then once my coworkers got there, two of them brought their kids without mentioning it beforehand, so we were short four seats and had to get an extra table. Which is fine, but it took away some of my headroom. Then I had to deal with trying to parse conversation with one coworker who can only enunciate so clearly (due to medical reasons), while seated next to a hard of hearing coworker who has trouble regulating his pitch and was talking to someone else. So my disordered audio processing was combining both of their words plus all the other noise into something completely incomprehensible anytime they were both speaking at the same time 😭 the whole time I was just nodding and “mhm”-ing while wishing we could just use sign language or smth

I was there an hour before we finally ordered, which thankfully I had made sure to eat a snack beforehand or I would have had a meltdown, but even then I was stretched to my limit. But I got myself to step outside to take a break, and I listened to the new AlanJeff single, which brought my mood up a lot ☺️ And after we finally got our food, I felt a lot better too. I did enjoy the conversation that I could understand, but damn I just wish I hadn’t had to get there early.

My head hurts a bit now that I’m home, but it’s a lot better than it could have been coz I was able to manage my needs a little. Tomorrow will probably be a mental crash tho, but at least I don’t have any plans, except for new Pit Babe :3 Also I’m done with work for the year (aside from minor on call stuff) so I am going to be doing a whole lot of sitting under the electric blanket for the next week.

[cantankerouscatfish]

we were showing off cosplay stuff at the register today. one coworker's daughter does all disney princesses. neither of us know the character names, but the details on her daughter's dresses are very nice. fancy!

so then I brought up my courser uniform photos and images of the item on the game wiki. and my Hiccup cosplay lmao.

and the last coworker was like, 'how good are you guys with, like, blood.' and she had all these gory bloody wound makeup photos. like from a zombie movie or smth. heck yeah!

[jellybeanium124]

damn. no one brought up 9/11 at work today. I thought for sure a customer would ask for a veteran's discount or smth today. and like I would've given it like c'mon I'm not gonna say no to a 10% discount for a vet on 9/11. none of my coworkers brought it up either but for the last 4.5 hours there were just three of us in the store. me (in a freezer on 9/11), my 23yo coworker (presumably a baby), and my 45yo coworker who was more busy with other stuff.

[dilfslover0003998]

❖ hc: househusbands w/ haikyuu boys!

▸ pairings: oikawa x reader, osamu x reader, kita x reader, bokuto x reader, sugawara x reader

▸ warnings: fluff, stereotypical gender roles, f!reader

▸ summary: haikyuu boys that would make the best househusbands

▸ a/n: soft hcs for tonight :> working on smth for the twins! can’t remember where I saw this hc but if you see something similar, lmk the author so i can credit pls!

Request/Talk to me here!

▸ Oikawa

The best househusband. The house is always clean; dishes are always done, everything neat to the point it’s almost exhausting just to look at. If you happen to have children? He’ll be strict with cleaning and school, but the kids still say they like him more. Does your daughter have a problem with her homework? He might spend three hours researching how to do first-grade math again, but he’ll definitely teach her how to get it done (he swears he never learned what she needed help with.) Does your son want to sign up for soccer? He’ll encourage him to do volleyball instead, but he’ll bring him to all of his practices with a #1 dad hat on. Dinner is always made, but Oikawa tends to forget about it if it’s in the oven, so sometimes, take-out will be ordered by the time you get home from work.

“Hi, princess, I thought I heard you coming in,” he looked up from the table he was setting with a grin on his face. “How was work? Hope you’re not too stressed or tired, considering the kids are at my mom’s.”

▸ Osamu

Chef extraordinaire. He wakes up earlier than you to cook breakfast before work, always finds a way to make it cute (he will burn a bear into the toast or make faces with your eggs or pancakes.) He’ll eat a lunch that he prepared during the first half of your day at work with you, and sometimes he brings in baked treats for your coworkers--he knows all of their dietary restrictions at this point. He always makes dinner romantic, like he’ll light candles or buy flowers for a pretty vase that came with a bouquet he got you for your first date. He spends a lot of time making your food because he loves it and you so much. Besides food, though, he’ll keep a neat, rarely messy house. He never runs out of groceries, goes shopping every day because he “lets the isles guide him” at the store.

“Shit,” he whined, hearing you walk through the door. “Hi, honey, dinner’ll be ready in just a second! Started a little late today--how was work? You hungry?”

▸ Kita

He will never complain about being the househusband. He loves spending time at home with your kids and his garden. The house is always spotless; he decorated everything himself and continues to make home improvements. You’ll never spend money on a repairman or plumber because Kita will never allow you to. Why should you spend hard-earned money on something he can learn to do himself for no cost? Yeah, maybe he fixed your pipes one time, and they ended up exploding all over the kitchen floor one time, so what? He figured it out before you convinced him to call someone. He always makes fruit bowls as snacks for you using the fruit he grows in his garden. Your grass is never too long, your bushes and flowers are never dead, and he keeps up with all of your houseplants that he discouraged you from buying. (Apparently, they make a mess. He sighs at them when their leaves fall.)

“I know you’re busy right now, so I’ll be quick,” he says, walking into your home office where you’re working on something off-shift. “I brought you a snack. They’re your favorite, so eat them before they spoil. I love you. Keep working hard.”

▸  Bokuto

Oh, Bokuto. He’s alright with being the househusband, mainly because he doesn’t even really know what that means. Like, he’s never really thought about the stereotypical gender roles, so why does he care if he stays home with your kids? It’s not like he expected you to; he always just figured that when the time came, you’d both figure it out together. So, it happened to be him--he’s not angry at all. More time to teach your kids cool volleyball tricks. He gets to sleep in, too. The best part of all? He gets to brag to all his friends that his brilliant, beauty of a wife goes out and has an “awesome freaking job” that supports him and the army of children you’re bound to have. He doesn’t see it as something to be shameful, you’re awesome, and you have an awesome job. So, he’s content with supporting the house and children while you work.

“Dude! I told you to get your little ass in bed already! I’m totally taking away ice cream privileges tomorrow,” he scolded your son, just as you walked in the door. “Oh, hey, babe! Great, just in time. Tell this brat to get to bed before I take away his ice cream privileges.”

▸ Sugawara

He still maintains his teaching position, but because he gets out of work much sooner than you (and makes a considerably smaller paycheck,) he keeps up with the house more often than you do. He cooks dinner or orders takeout, walks your dog, takes your kids to their doctor’s appointments. He’s just. A model adult. He’s got his life together in ways other people wish they did. He’s so supportive of your choice in work, so whenever you get home after a tough day, he’s always encouraging you that it’ll get better and things will be alright. He never feels like he has to do any of the duties of a househusband; he just does them because he loves and respects you. He doesn’t want you to come home to a messy house or nothing to eat. He wants to show that everything will be just fine and perfect, waiting for your return even if you decide to work morning to night.

“Hi, honey! How was work?” he takes your bag and coat from you as you walk through the door. “I ordered from that place down the street that you like, so we can just settle in for the night. Want me to run you a bath?”

[dreadpoetssociety]

Her Over Me

TW: death, verbal fighting

Request:  Maybe can you do a Spence x teen! Daughter where Spencer’s new girlfriend is a total ass to y/n and despite her efforts to convince Spencer that she’s extremely harsh, Spencer brushes her off and ignores her until she finally snaps and gets enough of his ignorance, lashing out on him unexpectedly for caring so much for his girlfriend instead of his daughter and she just runs to Garcia’s or JJ’s or smth and spencer finally realizes the truth when his gf asks where the annoying ‘brat’ is? Thank u!

Note: Okay, hopefully this is alright HAH I’ve never written one with Spencer being a dad before, but this was fun. Thank you for the request!!

Pairings: 

Spencer Reid x Girlfriend 

Spencer Reid x Daughter!Reader

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You never liked your fathers new girlfriend. You weren’t sure what he saw in her, or how he didn’t notice the pure evil that bubbled inside the woman’s veins, considering he was a profiler and a genius and all that. He should’ve noticed her behavior a long time ago.��

But alas, he didn’t. As the saying goes, love is blind. You’d tried to bring it up a few times, only to be brushed off, and gave up once you understood he was never going to believe you. The woman was nice to you in front of him, but became someone else when he was gone. You were convinced that if he wasn’t so head over heels for her, he probably would’ve noticed. It was so out of character for him not to, but for a while you didn’t want to ruin his happiness. He hadn’t been interested in anyone since your mom passed away, and even though he pretended to be happy, you had the genetics of a profiler, and just knew he hadn’t been for so long. Not completely, anyway. 

When she came home, your mood changed, as though you were putting an extra wall up.

“Y/N, get over here and take these bags. I won’t wait.” she said.

“Alright.” you for the most part just tried to be compliant. You didn’t want any issues, or even worse, punishment, which had happened more than once now due to her incredible lying of ‘Y/N said this, Y/N said that, I think it’s because she doesn’t like me’ blah blah blah. She knew which buttons to push. 

“Hurry it up, I have things to do.” she said angrily. You picked up the grocery bags and placed them on the island in the kitchen area. As you did, though, a glass salsa jar fell out and onto the floor, cracking into two pieces. You quickly started picking up the pieces and frantically tried to clean it.

“My God, Y/N! I just bought that! You can’t get anything right, can you? I don’t even understand why Spencer doesn’t just put you up for god damn adoption, you’re such a pain to be around. You owe me three dollars and fifty cents for that, and gas money to go back to the store.” she yelled, “For God sake, if I was your mom, I’d die, too.”

You stopped. You turned so quickly that it would’ve given someone whiplash. This was it. This was the last straw. All those times of her calling you a burden, of her blaming everything on you, trying to get rid of you in any way she could. She doesn’t belong in this family. She’s an outsider. What right does she have mentioning your mother. It hit too close to home, especially since you beat yourself up every day over feeling guilty of your mother’s death, and missing her more than words could even describe. It was your breaking point. 

“You know what, Catherine,”

“Catrina” she interrupted.

“Catherine!” you screamed, “You vile, stupid excuse of a woman. Keep my mother out of your slimy, filthy mouth. You don’t have a place in this house.” 

“Excuse me? How dare you tell me what to do, you stupid brat! I’ll tell Spencer about how awful you are, and maybe he’ll punish you again.”

“Honestly Caitlin, I don’t give a god damn. Put your own groceries away. In fact-“ you turned around and dropped all the glass piece back to the floor, “you can clean them the hell up, too.” the two of you broke out in a screaming match then, throwing insults back and forth at the top of your lungs. 

Eventually, Spencer walked in at some point. You didn’t notice, but Catrina did. Her tone had changed, and she as calmer, and anomy somewhat nicer while you absolutely destroyed her.

“Y/N!” he yelled. You turned around. You’d never heard him yell at you like that before.

“Dad! I swear to you. She is literally so harsh. She treats me like trash! And you just let her! She brought up mo-“

“Really? Because I’m pretty sure it’s you who’s screaming at her. I know you’re upset because you miss your mom, but you can’t throw tantrums like this anymore, Y/N.”

You stopped. Anymore? Tantrums? You had et your father’s girlfriend walk all over you this whole time. All those times she got you in trouble she’d bent the truth dramatically. You hadn’t even yelled at her once until now. 

“You’re really going to believe her over your own kid, aren’t you?” you shook your head, “You know what, that’s cool. Do what you want. I’ll do what Cathy has wanted me to do the whole time and see myself out. You know, for some alleged genius and incredible profiler, you’re too easily manipulated. Have fun on date night.” 

“Y/N, get back here!”

But it was too late. You’d snatched the keys, walked out and slammed the door. Your eyes were blurry as the apartment elevator closed before Spencer could get to you, and you made your way down to the garage. 

You got in the car and just drove. You weren’t sure where your body was taking you, but it was just on autopilot, and you eventually ended up at JJ’s, a coworker of your father’s.

You rang the bell, practically about to pass out from crying so much. JJ answered the door pretty quickly, and her face dropped with incredible amounts of concern that you could almost feel it.

“Y/N, oh my God, what’s going on?” 

“Spen- and- a- an-“ you couldn’t even speak. You’d put up with this witch for so long for him, and you were his kid, and he just believed her so easily.

“Okay, hey, hey wait. Come inside, you have to sit down, okay?” JJ helped you in to her living room. The house was seemingly empty, so you assumed Will must’ve taken the kids somewhere. For a few minutes you just cried on her couch while she sat next to you trying to comfort you. Eventually calming down, you began to explain everything from the beginning. The disgusted looks, the insults, the lying, the this, the that, just everything. 

“Y/N, I’m so sorry, that’s terrible.” JJ said, “Spence really hasn’t said anything about it?”

“No! Literally nothing! He doesn’t even think it’s happening. He doesn’t find it suspicious at all it’s so weird. He gives a damn so much about her that he’ll just like, see past it.” you replied.

“That’s so unlike him.” she said, “Do you want me to talk to him?” 

You shook your head, “It’s just cause more problems with his dumb girlfriend. I don’t even care that he has a girlfriend! He thinks that I hate her because I miss my mom, but I hate her because she’s so mean to me all the time when he isn’t around. The only reason I lost it today was because she brought up my mom.”

“Is that why you got angry at her? What’d she say?” 

“She literally said that if she were my mom, she’d die, too. Like firstly, who says that? What kind of insult is that? Secondly, who would bring up someone’s literal dead mother in any situation, let alone over a stupid jar?” you asked. JJ shrugged, not knowing what to say. You both talked for a few more hours after that, ignoring every attempt Spencer had tried to call you.

“Y/N, you’re genuinely welcome here any time if you need to get away from that.” she said.

“Thanks, JJ, I honestly might take you up on that.” you smiled. You said your goodbyes and made your way home.

When you walked through the front door of your apartment, you saw the two of them sitting on the couch together. Spencer looked at you, you looked back and just walked into your room as though life was normal. That’s all you could do for now. For the following few days, you spent most of your time at JJ’s. Penelope was there too, every once in a while, and once you told her the story, she almost went to straighten Spencer out herself. Garcia wasn’t the type to get angry, but when she was, it was like the day had just suddenly turned to night it was so dark. But, you convinced her out of it, saying you’d deal with it somehow and that you didn’t want anyone else involved.

Spencer had been waiting for his girlfriend to go out when you mysteriously disappeared for the millionth time this week. She walked in a black body con dress, and her beauty almost mesmerized him.

“Hey,” she smiled. She quickly looked around as her and Spencer got closer, “where’s that annoying little brat?” 

And that’s when it finally clicked for him. All of those behaviors he’d picked up on, the way she looked at the top of his head when talking about how you had done something, the way her voice seemed to fluctuate, even just the way she walked around the house. It was almost like a snap back to reality for him, and he regretted ignoring it before. He knew now that you were telling the truth this whole time, and that he’d just looked over you.

“Get out.” he said.

“Spence, what?”

“That’s Dr. Reid for you. Get out of my house. You lied this whole time about Y/N.” his voice was raising, which she’d never seen happen before.

“What? Spence- no, let’s talk this out, you don’t understand!”

“You’re right, I don’t understand. How can I understand someone who treats my kid like nothing and lies about her for no reason? I can understand what you get out of it, a power trip, maybe. Maybe it stems from how you were raised as a child, since you said your mother did the same to you and now you’re doing it unto someone else. So most likely she’s just a surrogate to represent your younger self, correct? You’ve got the same hair color and eye color, so it actually adds up.” he rambled off angrily, but he stopped quickly, “Get out. Take your crap with you. Don’t call me again, we’re done.” 

He slammed the door behind her.

When Spencer showed up to JJ’s house, you, Garcia, and JJ fell silent.

“Y/N, can we talk privately?” he asked. Looking at the two other women, they nodded their heads and gestured for you to go. You both walked out to Spencer’s car, getting in, and starting for a drive.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry, you were right this whole time.”

“Yeah, I know.” you retorted. He sighed.

“Genuinely, Y/N. Catrina’s gone I kicked her out. I should’ve seen who she really was from the beginning. I noticed all the signs and just went anyway. More importantly I should’ve listened to you.” 

You stayed silent. What were you supposed to do in a situation like this? You were still mad at him, but wanted to forgive him.

“I’m genuinely sorry.”

“I’ll forgive you eventually, but I’m pissed about it for now.” you stated.

“Which completely makes sense, you have every right to be.”

“Something that might help your case would be a nice trip to the mall, you know. . . “ you smirked. He laughed. The two of you drove around for about an hour and a half talking things out, and the day ended with you, Spencer, Garcia, and JJ all going out together. Of course, not before Garcia and JJ almost killed him, but once it was somewhat settled, the four of you had a good time, especially with you having the satisfaction of knowing that Catrina was literally kicked out of your house. 

[perseusjackson-jasongrace]

What about smth where both are actors in a series and their characters are shipped as hell and one of them (or maybe both) has a huge crush on the other actor and is getting more and more embarrassed by looking at fanart (or smth like that) with the crew?

Hello friend. Seeing you in my inbox makes me smile all goofy. I hope you're good!

I didn't go into as much detail as you probably would like but I hope you enjoy this nonetheless :) it was great fun to write.

And let's all agree to ignore the fact that when I made the post asking for prompts I said they'd mostly be jercy and so far I've written anyone else except jercy?!?! Okay glad we're ignoring it, I appreciate it thank you!

Masterlist for more crackships and other stuff

"Miss Chase! Miss Chase!"

"Please Miss Chase, can you confirm the rumors regarding you an—"

Annabeth closed the door behind her, holding in a groan of frustration. The paparazzi were endless and demanding today, more so than usual anyhow.

And she knew it could be attributed to the pictures that bombarded the internet yesterday of her and her co-star practicing a scene in what was supposed to be an empty dressing room.

"Annabeth, hey." A warm, raspy voice greeted her.

"Hi," She smiled, thanking the shadows over her face for hiding her blush.

"Paparazzi are mad today aren't they?"

They walked towards the stage doors and into a bustling room.

"Yea," She grimaced, "Usually I wake up to the birds but today it was to delightful yelling outiside my apartment."

"Tell me about it," Piper McLean, co-star, friend, and Annabeth's secret crush, rolled her beautiful brown eyes.

It was unfair, a crime that Annabeth had to spend hours a day staring into those sparking pools of honey, flecks of forest green and ocean blue catching in the light.

"So we have to do the big "falling off the building" scene today,"

She dragged herself back to the present, "I thought we were redoing yesterday's stuff?"

"Tanaka thinks it'll be easier to start fresh. "Get a new perspective," as she put it." Her coworker grumbled.

"Good morning Chase," Nico di Angelo waved from the sound box.

"Hello Nico, how's it going?"

"Definitely had a better morning than you," He teased.

She flipped him off, turning away at his answering laugh.

"Drew wants to see you in her office."

"Oo what trouble did you get yourself into?" Her co-star waggled dark sculpted brows.

She shoved her lightly, dismissing it with a wave of her hand and ducked into the director's office.

***

"Annabeth come look at this," Piper called, as she stepped back into the room.

"What's going on?"

"Look what Nico and Valdez found."

She should have known by the grin on their faces that it wouldn't be anything good.

They shoved a cellphone in her hand, the screen open to a picture. No, art work of some kind. She pulled the phone closer, gaping as she registered exactly what she was looking at.

It was her, and Piper, locked in a passionate embrace. Piper had a soft, silk gown draped over her gorgeous brown skin, and Annabeth had on a baby blue bralette, covered in lace. You couldn't see past her waist but it didn't matter because the positioning made it obvious that their activities had just ended. The window behind them was misted, smudged like one of them had been up against it. And the colours in the background— soft purples, and warm yellow light, and the faintest traces of orange. Like they were caught in the middle of a sunset.

Her skin felt tight, burning. Her stomach was an eruption of butterflies.

"Personally," Her co-star grinned, "I think we look hot as fuck."

She blinked in surprise, cheeks flushing impossibly red, "You do?"

"Hell yes, what do you think Valdez?"

"As the pyrotech on this project I gotta say I've rarely encountered such heat." He winked.

"What did Drew have to say?" Nico nodded his head to the door, drawing their attention away from the art much to Annabeth's relief.

"Oh she just wanted to know if I was alright after everything that happened with the pictures yesterday."

"Are you alright?"

"Yea," She gave him a reassuring smile, "Nothing I haven't dealt with before."

"She didn't ask me if I was good." Piper pouted.

"You've been at this since you were little McLean she probably knows you can handle it." Leo pointed out.

"Besides," Annabeth smirked, "We all know you live for the drama."

Piper's mouth fell open, "I absolutely do not!"

They laughed at her, to which she flipped them all off.

"It's okay McLean we love you anyway."

"Oh yea?" She narrowed her eyes, "Prove it Di Angelo."

"Oo if I wasn't gay as hell I would have thought you were flirting Miss McLean," Nico teased

"I'm just naturally charming," She huffed in pretend annoyance.

Annabeth pretended to immerse herself in the food table next to them, surveying the options with great intent. It was moments like this that brought all her uncertainty back. Her and Piper were close, but Piper flirted with everyone. That was just who she was. It just meant Annabeth never really knew if she was being sincere when they fell into soft lingering moments or spent too many seconds letting their gazes wander. And last night when they had collapsed on the couch, Piper's head tucked onto her shoulder as they read lines. That was the picture circling the internet now.

"Alright!" Drew Tanaka clapped her hands, snapping them all into action. "Let's get going. We may have the day but the day does not have us."

"What does that even mean?" Nico gave them an incredulous look and then laughed when they all shrugged, just as clueless him.

People rushed around the room, pulling cameras and props all over the place.

"Annabeth," Piper pulled her aside, "Are you okay you look a little, well uh—"

"I'm fine," The question wasn't helping her skin cool down, "Just a little in shock after that art."

"I think we better get used to it," Her co-star laughed, eyes bright, "But for what it's worth, they were right."

"About?" She frowned.

Piper smiled, beautiful and unrestrained, "If we were a couple, we'd be a work of art."

Annabeth didn't have time to respond before they were dragged off by makeup artists and hair stylists.

Yet when she sat down in the chair being prodded and poked, her mind looped through the conversation. And slowly, softly she grinned.

They'd be a masterpiece.

[avellanas-nutty-empire]

Take everything everyone says with a grain of salt always

So recently coworker A of mine has told me to take what coworker B says with a grain of salt. I however, was confused. Shouldent you always be doing that with everyone? The term 'take it with a grain of salt' is designed to allow us to absorb what someone is saying, while also being ready to accept what is being said as not completely true.

No one is ever 100% correct all the time, so why arent we always taking things with a grain of salt? To not take something with a grain of salt implies that we are absorbing something with believing and accepting it 100% but that is literaly so stupid to me.

Half the info I absorb from others is opinions, and those vary in so many ways. Not everyone agrees with everyone. People are entitled to their own beliefs and opinions, but when we spread that stuff around with the intention of it being fact, when it is instead opinion or beliefe, is the worst thing you could ever do. Even facts should be taken with a grain of salt, as facts can change over time when new info is obtained.

Take Pluto for example. After NASA discovered sever other smaller planets, they decided to make a new category called dwarf planet. And Pluto fit the new category better than the old one.

In my college english class this year we actualy had an online discussion about facts, opinions, and beliefs. I brought up the Pluto thing in it, stating that facts change only because of other facts, while opinions and beliefs change by both fact, opinion, AND belief. In this discussion someone sugested that facts, such as Pluto being a dwarf planet, might just be a belief/opinion that the 'top dog' has stated, and thus is widely believed as a fact.

So while I am using the Pluto example, the point is that both facts, opinion, and beliefs can change. If we were to take everything we absorb with a grain of salt, we would be opening our minds and preparing for the possibility of change. This would make it easier to accept change such as Plutos status, or respecting that slurs, which used to be widely used, should no longer be used because of their negative effects.

If the world opened its heart to the idea of change, we wouldent have to constantly be battling the ableist's who want to 'fix' and mask disabled peoples symptoms. Or fighting for equal rights for everyone. Black people used to be viewed as property instead of people, and many people in the word are struggling with the change even to this day.

When we believe something to be 100% true, we fight against those who oppose it as anything less than 100. Think of how much more peaceful and less hate and war ridden the world might be if we just took EVERYTHING with a grain of salt. The world is subject to change, and the fact that we arent always actively preparing to accept that change is what stops good progress from happening.

The founding fathers of america did their best to set this country up for change, but instead here most american politicians are arguing over what it was they meant the country to be a VERY long time ago. As far as I know, SEVERAL other countries rewrite their constitutions on a regular. (I think France is actualy due for a new one soon but idk, that's just what I remember about my France research a year ago I could totaly be wrong or it already happened or smth)

The phrase to take something with a grain of salt might go a bit further past being open for change than what I have stated here, but the point still stands. Nothing is 100% Nothing is black and white either. Go explore about the thousands upon thousands of shades of grey! Educate yourself a little bit on things! Keep an open mind and explore things that dont fit into a set category, and dont feel like you need to contain it to a category either. Some things just are, and that's ok. You are not a hypocrite for changing your opinions and beliefs.

So I implore you today, tomorrow, and always to take everything you absorb with a little grain of salt. Including this post

[emersonshq-blog]

will i actually be prepared for an opening for once ?? who knows let’s see if i can get this typed up and making sense in the next 45 minutes !! i’m katie, i am 20 years old, i reside in the cst, and i love one direction, ghost adventures, and peaches (idk why u needed to know that but i thought u should) and THIS is my doe eyed baby emerson.

* ○ — [ HARRY STYLES ] hey look ! there’s EMERSON BRIAR, the TWENTY TWO year old CISMALE worth 13 MILLION stepping off that private jet. rumour has it that he is CHARISMATIC & LOYAL, but the tabloids claim that he is WITHDRAWN & NAIVE. either way, he’s living large here in newport beach !

so i’ll mostly skip over his family background since i’ve not yet talked to his sibling’s muns, BUT, that being said he does have two siblings !! one older, allison, and one younger, sophia.

since i’ve yet to plot out familial background, i’ll just leave you with his personality and such of the like.

i do know he and his sisters are really close and they’re like best friends and he tells them everything

he is such a kind ?? person he just gets along with mostly everyone like if you don’t get along with him there was probably a Big Something that happened. he also is always going to be there for his friends and will always check up on people and always tells the truth unless he thinks it’ll do more harm than good.

BUT he’s very….. taken aback. he was put into a lot of extracurriculars and took up things like art and videography and music and learned to express himself through that kind of medium rather than verbally unless it’s his sisters he’s talking to

he’s very…. very naive and childlike. he struggles with the idea of being an adult and just always wants things to be okay. he would rather leave an argument than have one and that causes problems because then things build up

he is also pansexual panromantic but a preference towards male identifying people BUT really he is just happy to be here love is love in his mind. i’m really not sure if his parents know yet, but his sister’s probably do (or he’s not yet told him but maybe they’re suspicious because he had a long term boyfriend that he called his friend but brought him over all the time)

he DOES work despite not having to, he works at a gift shop on the beach and sells t-shirts and things of the like

he’s pretty healthy for the most part, goes to the gym, likes to swim, surf, eats A LOT of fruit. fruit is his favorite group of food

his favorite music is stuff like the beach boys, buddy holly, credence clearwater revival, two door cinema club, best coast, beach weather, and of course, the beatles, he also likes a lot of the pop music out right now, and is a fan of young the giant, bad suns, local natives, i could go on and on…. but his favorite band is the beach boys because him and his grandpa used to listen to them on the drives to the beach or to go get icecream

he’s also got a youtube channel that he’s working on getting started (he’s modest, surprisingly, because he’s got a good 800k subscribers right now and has had the channel for barely a year)

he struggles with anxiety and has a hard time with it especially because he feels like he SHOULDN’T have it with how his family was brought up very affluent

10/10 loves the beach and swimming and being outside and eating fruit and going on boat rides, but 10/10 would love to live somewhere like seattle or new york or london because of his art and music and youtube

ANNNNND yeah he’s just an anxious, naive sweetie honestly. just wants to make friends and eat watermelon on the beach

also is weird and likes the way sunburns feel. he always has liked it, but living in newport, it’s not like he’s ever been pale ??? he’s always tanned because of how much he was outside

here’s some wanted connections too woo

FRIENDSHIP

HIS PERSON ; ( NATALIA KARIM ) –– –– this person is like his ride or die. they know next to everything about him. they probably know all the details about his sex life and his family and his anxiety and his school like everything top to bottom. maybe they met in high school and were inseparable from then on. probably one of the first people he told he liked boys, too. maybe they had a point where they had a lil friendship breakup but then came back together. now they’re more of like a continuation of em rather than a friend. his other half.

BEST FRIENDS ; ( JAXON MINSEOK KENDRICK & ELIZA HERNANDEZ ) –– –– someone he’s known for a long time or for a little time and they just clicked. they are one of his favorite people in the world and they’re just cutie best friends.

FRIEND TO ENEMY ; ( ELLIOT CORTEZ ) –– –– they were best friends in high school but now it’s more than just not really liking each other. they had a really bad falling out at the end of their friendship and now they literally don’t want to be ANYWHERE near each other. we can figure it out but maybe they will end up being close again or not but angsty

EX BEST FRIEND ; ( LIELA HEWITT ) –– –– his ex best friend from high school. can figure out what happened why they’re not close anymore but it had to be bad probably because he really would rather save face and not get into fights with ppl. (maybe they’re close friends with his ex and when he and his ex fell out so did he and the friend ?? idk can literally be anything we’ll figure it out)

LIFELONG FRIEND ; ( BRIANNA JAGGER ) –– –– a neighbor or smth !! cute babies being friends going to the park they could be any of his siblings ages and maybe they were all friends. maybe their families grew up together?? more like family than friends kinda thing

ROMANTIC

EX BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND ; ( BRAXTON ELIAS ) –– –– please break his heart. he needs to have his heart broken for ~muse~ and i imagine it’s really made him into who he is today ??? we can plot details like if it was recent, how long it was, what happened, if there’s still feelings, etc etc. 

CRUSHES ; ( MILES DUVALL ) –– –– JUST CUTE !!! he’s oblivious so they’re flirting with each other and maybe he just…. thinks they’re being nice but he’s so Fond. (further plotted this one out but idk where else to put it so like emery is very heart eyes @ miles and just absolutely adores and looks up to him so.... here he is !)

HOOKUP ; ( NICK SIMONS ) –– –– you know what this means. if it’s a boy it would be fun because he’s not very experienced with boys yet because he’s not All The Way Out yet, so he’d just be super eager and willing to try most things

FIRST KISS ; ( x ) –– –– AGAIN JUST CUTE !!! maybe could also be the lifelong friend and they were each other’s first kisses. they could have been in like middle school and thought they liked each other and now they’re just really good friends or it could be one of his best friends/ex best friends OR none of this and a stand alone. w/e we can figure it out too

FIRST BOYFRIEND/PARTNER/GIRLFRIEND ; ( x ) –– –– ^^^ same as above. could tie into any of the plots really, now they’re good friends or they don’t talk or whatever whatever 

OTHER

ROOMMATE ; ( BRENT MERCER ) –– –– can tie into so many plots esp. the below ones. this one’s pretty self explanatory. they live together and cook dinner together and they have a good time and he plays his music for them and they’re in his videos and he always asks about their day and waits up to make sure they make it home safe.

COWORKER ; ( x ) –– –– he works at the gift shop so this person could either work with him or near him on the beach ?? 

SOMEONE HE DOES ART WITH ; ( JULIAN BLAKELEE ) –– –– or someone he shares his art with and they are always supportive. this would probably tie into another plot.

BAD INFLUENCE ; ( x ) –– –– now don’t get me wrong, he’s not super straight laced but he’s not wild either. he doesn’t really have any….. negative attitudes towards anything but he just never would go out of his way to party ?? maybe this person tries to get him to go out with them and teaches them The Ways or whatever you like !!!

AND !!!! I AM ALWAYS HERE FOR CHEMISTRY, SO !!! like this or shoot me a message should you want to plot with my babie.

[aitian]

8/12 3am

this is another dream i felt like i had before. i was in a park, next to a squirrel, a wolf, and a giraffe. the squirrel would chase me causing the wolf and the giraffe to chase the squirrel. i ran across a bridge and climbed a sign, only to have it break. and as the sign somehow wobbled back and forth, i sat on top swinging, swinging and watching my shadow on the ground swing back and forth. before moving at all i thought carefully about this plan and climbing the sign was the goal. maybe it meant the wolf wouldn’t hurt me but i would get tohave an experience.

2nd dream was about a chase as well. in a dirty city… i forget why. but i hid in a corner and saw my friends who were also running disguise themselves as an old man and a homeless man, and our pursuers ran by. we went to a restaurant, i think owned by our aunties, maybe the chopsticks auntie or smth. and my job was to wash the vegetables. they had already been julienned though lol but i spent so long washing  the julienned carrots because there was so much. all the while i was listening to these three rude old dudes sitting outside complaining about the service because no one went to take their order. finally i went inside and asked the young man who was the only one working to check on them. and the dream shifts to his pov and he explanis to the jeerin g men that he will be the new owner, and he grabs my rpevious character close, who i guess is a woman, and says she will be his wife and co-owner, and the men grudgingly comment on their appproval.

the last dream i am a spoiled chinese girl waiting for her spoiled chinese boyfriend to take her to the movies. we are both attractive in the way chinese tv likes young people to be. im waiting for him to text, waiting, and im angry that he has forgotten again. and i fall asleep on my bed, and have a dream. my dream is his dream. he says i his dream, he put on these lenses?glasses? and his eyes became unbearably cute, and everyones stares made him feel unsaafe. tjen he put on another pair and his eyes glowerd red, and everone seemed intimidated, and he felt comfort in that. waking up from his dream, he realized everyone looked at him that way already, and nothing had changed.

-- afternoon

having a crush is this immense flooding of feeling stupid, like only a fool would expect desire to bridge the gap

. i thought about him, a picture of his sister catching his hat at graduation, violence & empire

. told some dumb bby queer in the columbia class fb group not to ask students to out their profs online so he could have a list of q/t professors. he was very entitled to placing this information on a public forum, insisted that it was not an issue (for you?) i responded once briefly, then let it die. i told myself i needed to be as short as possible to not be anxious posting, but my heart still sped up thinking about arguing w someone so publicly over some shit i didn’t want people to ID me for.

. signed up for okcupid. just to see who’s around. lots of white people. anime subs vs dubs is a question they all needed to answer in their profiles.

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8/12/2020, 11pm

today mom told me the story again about her life with dad. we walked after dinner along the path that led through the trees outside our neighborhood, and sat on the steps outside the Videon company. she was in beijing. she was dating a man who was tall and thin, who was clean and orderly, who cooked for her. he was insecure that she had a phd and he was only a college graduate. she always felt he had his guard up, couldn’t speak from his heart, insecure. they had only been seeing each other for a while, but she decided she should move on. she went on a date with dad, set up by a mutual friend. she says her first impression was how short and stout he was. pale, a scholar. or nerd. didn’t know how to make good conversation, and while she fantasized about expectations before meeting him each time, their dates were very plain, boring. she says he probably felt she didn;t have much interest in him either. the setting up felt stale, rehearsed, like there was a path to follow that was already laid out. he went home for his younger brother’s wedding, and never talked to her again. their mutual friend says to mom, us from henan, when we talk, we say what we mean. but these hebei people could say ten things and none of them would be truthful. they had no contact for months. three days before dad was supposed to leave for america, my grandmother came to beijing to help him pack and send him off. she brought the money the government game them, untouched, for my grandfather’s death. and it was stolen. my grandmother passed out, and was sent to the hospital. mom says my grandmother thought dad should have gotten together with mom, that if they had been together, none of this would have happened. dad went to her office to find her, and her colleagues said she was on lab. and his thick-headed self thought she was at a homophonous company in the tech district. and as he was headed down, she was headed up, and they met in the stairwell. if they had missed each other, then they would have never met again. but he told her what happened, and she went with him to the hospital, and she helped him pack and sent him off. i wanted to ask what compelled her to do that. im guessing it was what he said, a mother in the hospital, a near departure… maybe it was the beginning of a romantic feeling. she only fell in love with him after they had both settled in america. she said things were more simple when they got away from the messiness of china… the city, the relationships. mom says her mother was grateful because she thought mom would have trouble getting married. in my head i laughed.. her stubborn ass… they knew. she said dad’s mom saw her as a good fit. which was cruel irony thinking about my first years. mom says she had never argued with dad before grandma came. so many of his bad habits started then. she told me about this because we talked about dad being childish at home, refusing accountability, using manipulative tactics to ignore us and center himself, trying to blame others for his mistakes. we talked about mom’s shitty coworkers. we talked about adeles mom and dad, their abusive relationship, the abusive dads, and the societies of fear (scarcity) that made our community members brilliant fools. mom said she could never forget that guy she dated before dad, though i think she didn’t really mean it because she said again how he was always guarded around her. i wanted to tell her, mom, i have liked a boy a lot too. during high school. his name is andrew, and he has been on my mind a lot recently since coming home. he was really good to me, mom. sometimes i wish i was more brave. but i didn’t say anything. i was looking at the clouds, and they were moving earlier. they were moving west, then east, then west, and they stopped. and then they vanished. the sun was setting, and mom said they probably flew away. but i said no, they vanished. dad came over, i could tell it was him because he walked cute like donald duck. he said this was his regular exercising place. as if he even left the house to exercise regularly, much less walk to our spot, the place he knew we would be. we got up and left after a while because it was getting dark. later i would hear dad complaining downstairs about how we didn’t stay to watch him dance, and how that was what had held him back. shameless.

there are some memories of stories that i just cannot say were things i made up, but i have so little recollection of what and how they were told.

when mom was in alabama, her boss or maybe coworker tried to date her. i guess she was not into white men. maybe it was one of the things that pushed her toward dad.

mom has had a miscarriage before. im not sure about the context. i think i remember her telling me when she was upset many years ago, or maybe just casually. it might have been something she thought should be kept a secret, or just something moms don’t talk about to their kids. i do remember her recounting more recently once while talking about being pregnant with me vs alice, that she had a bit of miscarriage each time. im not totally sure what that means but she said it like it was natural, a thing that just happened for some people. maybe a bit of bleeding and discharge.

i think i remember alice once telling me she thinks dad wants to be a woman but is too repressed to admit it. and then saying thats probably not it.