#or am i charlie brown with the football. who know

[carcarrot]

another new good job listing....... do i go for it

[atopfourthwall]

I wanna clarify up front that I both understand and agree with the "don't send death threats to creators" and the whole fan entitlement thing... but listening to Zeb Wells gleefully, smugly talk about how funny it is that people care about Ms Marvel and dismissing the criticism of his fridging her is absolutely fucking maddening, and kind of disgusting. Kamala Khan is a character who was massively meaningful to me, and has been massively meaningful to a LOT of brown girls who read comics. The whole treatment of her has been really, really gross - and tinged with more than a little bit of racism, not least of all the whole "Let's bring in the teenage muslim girl for one issue so she can die to save a white lady." Yes, she's going to come back soon, this whole thing is a marketing stunt to make her a mutant and MCU-ify her... which is gross in and of itself, but at least means she's not gone forever... but that's part of the problem. From start to finish the creative choices made for Kamala Khan during this arc feel incredibly exploitative, particularly because she is a woman of color - none of them are ABOUT HER. The creative team have made that abundantly clear, multiple times. Again - I am not gonna send anyone death threats, and no one should do that. But what do you do when creators seem to be actively trying to provoke that response? How are fans who are upset by this supposed to respond to this kind of overtly provocative dismissal of why this is significant to us, particularly those of us who AREN'T really represented particularly heavily in comics to begin with? How are we supposed to get Editorial to understand this is simply not okay when they seem to WANT backlash, and will treat ALL backlash as something positive or otherwise funny? I'm not buying any of the comics about "The Death of Ms Marvel", but I know other people will - and I'm worried that message could easily be interpreted as "People don't care about Kamala Khan anymore", which could lead to MORE mistreatment of her character. As someone who is very familiar with the industry and fan culture surrounding comics - what would your advice be in terms of expressing how shitty this decision was and how specifically terrible Zeb Wells and Nick Lowe's attitude have been to this whole situation?

There really are only two things you can do: -Talk about it - give the reasons why and discourage other people from buying it or anything else related to this debacle. Contact Marvel and say "As a fan and customer, I am upset and you are damaging future sales by doing this." Will people listen? Eh, maybe not, but you can't control what other people do or believe. -Now this is the really hard one, but it's the same one that I've stuck to: actually don't buy it. In fact, don't buy anything with Zeb Wells' name on it. Tell people "Do not buy anything with his name on it and this is why." And you have to stick to your guns on this. "Ms. Marvel is coming back already? No. Fuck you; you have made it clear you do not want me as a customer and my opinion does not matter. So I am washing my hands of this. Unless I can see that you recognize what a mistake this was, I will no longer be a customer. And I will tell others to not be customers." And I know that can be hard because you WANT to support the character, you WANT to read more stories with them, you feel you need to... but you have to let it go. Because otherwise they'll pull this shit again in 5 years because they think they can get away with it. And if they don't hear the message... well, that's their problem. This is their mess - they can revel in it and you're free of it. After all, if they're still producing the bullshit that you hated to begin with, why are you STILL giving them money? And this is why I still haven't bought a Peter Parker Spider-Man comic since One More Day - especially when, like Lucy and Charlie Brown, they keep yanking the football away at the last second for fixing it. They don't want my money? Fine. They won't get it.

[lovetohate001]

hii, its my first time requesting for peter-😭 but

a angst fic where orderly!reader seeing another female orderly flirting with Peter and, peter thinks its cute that reader is jealous so he flirts back. then he got confused on why reader ignores him, she only told how she felt when he finally cornered her and peter makes it up to her?? :))

also, ps. i love ur works!! <3

Brown. As In Charlie Brown?

Peter Ballard x Gender Neutral! Reader

Word Count: 1.2k

CW: angst (but jealousy?), fluff, confessions, jealousy

AN: I am alive! I haven't written for Stranger Things since last year, and I am so happy to be back. and this fic was so fun and fluffy. Bite sized and not too long! Enjoy!

“You have adjusted so well to your new position, Miss Brown.”

That was the first compliment Peter had given another co-worker in months besides you. Miss Brown this, and Miss Brown that. She was a new Orderly who had been placed on your ward after a new group of children had been brought in. Brenner had high hopes for these children and only wanted the best to handle them.

Her name was even perfect. Miss Brown. Like Charlie Brown. The smell of warm coffee at the beginning of a morning shift. Chocolate. The leaves turning for Fall. She was too perfect, and how you seethed.

“Good morning, Wilson. How are the children doing this morning. Any progress with 003?”

Wilson. You met Peter’s gaze, swooning at how kindly he looked at you. Your name wasn’t anything like Brown. It reminded you of football and shoelaces. There was nothing poetic about it, and it made your temper simmer dangerously.

“Morning,” you replied shortly, tearing your gaze away to lock on the floor. Your shoes scuffed against the linoleum, squeaking in the silence. “003 is doing well. 011 is still in conflict. But with time things should mend, we hope.”

“Well, that’s good to-”

“I have to go,” you cut him off, not sparing him a second glance as you made your way out of the hallway and to the breakroom. You needed to breathe. And your heart was in your throat, closing it up.

You shut the breakroom door behind you, sighing in relief when you saw you were alone. You made your way to the coffee machine, slow brewing something dark and bitter. Cupping the mug, you poured as much milk in as you could. If only you could wash Miss Brown away as easily as weakening your coffee.

“This is absurd,” you muttered to yourself, scoffing at how ridiculous you were being.

You had been working with Peter for a long time, and you knew him. He was kind to everyone. But before Miss Brown you had been the only other female Orderly on your ward. You hadn’t known Peter to extend his kindness to another woman before that you happened to work with every day up until now. Knowing that he was sharing his attentiveness with someone else left a pang of jealousy, and hurt, in your heart every time you saw him smiling at her.

With a sigh, you sat down on a rickety fold out chair in the corner, looking down at your sad, weak mug of coffee. This was truly a sorry sight.

“y/n?” a knock on the door.

You froze, eyes quickly flitting up to the door’s window and down again. Of course he’d come running after you, generously kind as always.

You heard the door open as you idly watched your spoon stir your coffee around.

“Are you alright? You seem off today.”

Oh, how concerned he sounded. Like he actually cared.

“I do care.”

Oh, shit you’d said that out loud, hadn’t you?

“Well, I don’t care that you happen to care,” you snapped, finally looking up at him.

He looked surprised at that. You weren’t usually like this at all. This seemed to spur him on, prodding at your thinning patience like a stick to a bear ready to leap.

“I don’t know what I did,” he started, slowly sitting down on a chair next to you. “but I would like to know what is going on.”

You stared at him. Those blue eyes staring into your green ones. Earth against water, and tumultuous with conflict as they battered against one another.

“It’s Brown,” you said simply. You took a large sip from your mug and grimaced, a frown deep in your brow.

“Brown?” he was even more perplexed now.

You got up and threw out the coffee in the basin, moving to the machine to brew another cup.

“Stop. What do you mean by Brown?” He got up and caught your wrist, stopping you from starting up the machine again to drown out his voice.

You whirled around. “B. R. O. W. N! Do I have to spell it out for you? You like Miss Brown.”

His grip on your wrist loosened and you yanked it away, turning your back on him. The grind of coffee beans filled the stunned silence. You could feel his calculating stare land on your back, a target filled with speculation and judgement, no doubt. If he thought you had gone mad, you wouldn’t doubt it.

“You’re jealous?” was what he asked once the machine had finished, a fresh shot of espresso slowly flowing into your mug.

“No.” You shoved the cap back on and moved down the station to put sugar in.

“You clearly are.” Was that the hint of amusement in his voice? Did he find this funny?

You scowled and shook your head, aggressively dumping the sugar in, not sparing the small grains that flew to the floor a second glance.

The crunch of shoes on sugar as he moved with you. This haphazardly made coffee was somewhat entertaining for him to watch. He smiled a little, charmed by how much you had seemed to lose your composure.

Just as you were about to pour milk (a significantly smaller amount this time), he stopped you. His cool hand rested gently over yours this time, pushing your hand to set the milk carton down.

“I don’t like Miss Brown, if that is what you are so ruffled about,” he said gently, his hand still there, palm down, over yours. If anyone were to come in, they’d find it a funny sight: two Orderlies, both holding the same carton of milk, one ignoring the other.

“Then who do you like?” you pulled your hand away from his in defeat. The soft clink of your mug being placed on the metal table before you turned to face him once and for all.

“You,” he said simply, a small shrug. “From how you’ve been lately, I’d say you do too. Like me, I mean, not yourself,” he laughed awkwardly and oh, the way that smile went crooked on one side made your heart flip.

“Maybe.”

You moved back a little, noticing how close he was. The soft crunch of sugar under shoes again as he moved closer to you again.

“Maybe?” that boyish smile of his never left as he leaned forward, a hand reaching up to brush your cheek.

Frozen. You were actually incapable of moving. And he was so very close to you, the soft tickle of his breath on your cheek as his lips softly pressed against yours in a closed kiss.

Your cheeks warmed as he pulled back, meeting your eyes again.

“I’ll see you after morning roll call,” he said softly, breath fanning against your lips. “Don’t be late. Brenner wants us all there at 7:30.”

Before you could say or do anything, he was gone and down the corridor. And you were left with your cooling cup of coffee and the lingering scent of spearmint and a cologne you couldn’t name.

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[all-pacas]

had chase never taken a chance and told cameron that he wants more, how long do you think the fwb relationship lasts? what happens when he gets fired? say, he decides he doesn't wanna be with cameron like that anymore, how does cameron react?

That's a good question I am going to answer extremely indirectly! Because: Chase was always gonna tell Cameron he wanted more.

Chase is constantly in this weird push and pull between learned apathy and incredible over-attachment: he tells House he doesn't care about his father, he says in Birthmarks he hated the man, and yet he ends Cursed implicitly (to the patient) admitting he does love his father, seeking him out, trying once again to win his love. He never wanted to be a doctor; he did what Rowan wanted and became one. He resented and hated his mother; twenty years later he's still emotional talking about her death. He wants to be apathetic, he tries, he fails. He cries in Half Wit when he finds out House "has" cancer, he cries again when they hug. He has very little reason to be so attached to House, in all honesty: he hates House at times, House punches him and bullies him, and yet. He cries. He cares.

And we see it with romantic love. Chase falls for Cameron the second she seems to show interest in him; he falls for Moira the Rebound Nun after one conversation and a bit of heavy emotional rebounding. He is, Cameron tells us, a naive idealistic romantic, and that seems silly but it fits, in all honesty: he's shaken that women are attracted to his looks and not who he is. He ignores 18 red flags before his wedding to wax poetic about the three kids he and Cameron are gonna have; I want to be stuck with her forever, he tells Foreman in all sincerity, in the middle of breaking up with her over her husband's sperm. He attaches hard, he idealizes, he is Charlie Brown and the goddamn football: he wants to be cynical and know better and yet in every single case he gives in and caves and chases his dad one last time, pushes for Cameron to pick him, overlooks red flags in the name of finally, maybe, being loved.

So he was always going to ask Cameron for more, because as soon as she started treating him like a boyfriend, he was going to fall for her. (Which was just about as soon as the FWB relationship began — never forget that the first time we see them after Insensitive they are showering together and spending nights together; this is not an inherently romantic thing but it isn't "casual, unattached, sex only and get out," either.) There are ways this could have been delayed: if Cameron had kept trying to make House jealous instead of giving up on that immediately, Chase probably would have kept his mouth shut. If Cameron had been colder to him, same. But it was a countdown timer, lol. He was always going to get feelings, assume (because he always wants to assume) she has them back, and Confess. Likewise, while there are definitely ways to get him to break up with her (and he did, in Saviors, and in Teamwork), it… would take a little doing. She'd need to be blatantly using him or uninterested, way more than she was during the FWB era. Or being a huge asshole towards him, which isn't really in Cameron's character. Or she would have had to just actually be uninterested in him: he doesn't try anything after Hunting, and he really only starts pursuing her after she dumps him in Airborne because she makes it pretty clear in Act Your Age she does have feelings for him. If she was just straight apathetic, Chase would give up. But give him an inch (see: Rowan), and he's going to be hoping until the end.

But let's say they're still in FWB when Chase gets fired. I think he… just tries to continue things as they are. They can still sleep together while not being direct coworkers! His various insecurities would almost immediately come into play very hard if she's still working for House and not committed in the least, so I don't think it would last at all; if he was fired and Cameron still resigns, that could be interesting, because again, I think the odds are decent they continue sleeping together and things have the potential to get really weird.

The thing is! Cameron cares about him! We're not even talking romantically here. She's a nice person, he's her friend. She's not going to go out of her way to hurt him or dump him; from Cameron's (slightly in denial perspective), the FWB relationship was working perfectly. Chase gets fired and it's not like she's going to dump him on the spot, you know? Especially if she resigns: Foreman is gone, she's not talking to House, Chase is suddenly her only touchstone and I think that does matter to her. She's gonna want to stay in touch. If they're sleeping together, why not keep doing that? But now they aren''t dating. There's no stated feelings. They're in a weird status quo limbo, their relationship is completely undefined, and Chase is going to decide she "chose" him and fall in love with her sooner or later. It could get very messy very fast: I can imagine Cameron insisting they're just casual despite her actions and feelings saying otherwise, I can imagine that carrying them surprisingly far, and of course… as always with these two… blowing up badly in both their faces.

[bigbumder96]

account introduction thing!!!??

ngl i feel a bit goofy doing this🙁forgive me if this is weird, im used to getting attacked on tiktok for literally nothing (i rarely use tumblr)

general:

name: darcie

age: im a minor😭

gender: girl (she/her :3 )

sexuality: lesbian

from/live in: england unfortunately😣 east london specifically, or essex depending on if u focus on the postcode or the london borough😭 officially its east london tho

interests:

tv shows:

- the inbetweeners

- white gold

- station 19 (still have to catch up on the latest episode lmao

- 9-1-1 (also still have to catch up one episode😭)

- fresh meat

- ted lasso

- heartbreak high (both the old version and the reboot !!! i dont prefer one over the other, although i do tend to post about the 90s one more lmaooo)

- friday night dinner

- this country

- call the midwife

- ackley bridge

- baby reindeer (i wouldnt exactly call it an interest, this show fucking traumatised me, but i watched it like last week😭)

- phoenix rise

- moment of eighteen (a k-drama btw!!)

- move to heaven (also a k-drama!!)

- there she goes

- benidorm

- skins (only gen 2 tho im afraid😞)

- the inBESTigators (dont judge lmfao😭😭😭)

- little lunch (i cant theyre js both such good shows)

- dodo (a cartoon)

- taskmaster (only season eight tho for the icon joe thomas‼️)

- mr bigstuff

- supacell

im currently watching derry girls and jamie johnson atm !!

films:

- the shawshank redemption

- the green mile

- goodbye charlie bright (my absolute fav omg)

- the business

- the football factory (theyre making the sequel to this at my school im so happy i love nick love films😍i didnt see nick love himself tho💔)

- good will hunting

- bohemian rhapsody

- dead mans shoes

- ferris buellers day off

- harry brown

- little miss sunshine

- the inbetweeners movie

- the inbetweeners 2

- white chicks

- the basketball diaries

- mid90s

- spiderman: into the spider-verse

- spiderman: across the spider-verse

music:

- alex g (fav song: too many to put here, but if i had to pick then prolly the whole race, trick, and rules album😭)

- tv girl (fav song: better in the dark, louise, and daughter of a cop)

- the fratellis (fav song: i honestly dk, i havent gotten that much into them yet😣i js listened to one of their albums and played fifa)

- the killers (fav song: read my mind and andy youre a star)

- the smiths (fav song: girl afraid, bigmouth strikes again, and this night has opened my eyes. guys i swr i liked them songs before they got popular im acc rly annoyed at the tiktofication of bigmouth strikes again and this night has opened my eyes😣)

- queen (fav song: spread your wings and long away)

- the stone roses (fav song: i wanna be adored and made of stone. basic i know😣😣)

- the jam (fav song: down in the tube station at midnight, david watts, and man in the corner shop)

- oasis (live forever. icba to type ‘fav song’ anymore😭)

- mac the knife (here to stay)

- mitski (why didnt you stop me, goodbye my danish sweetheart, me and my husband, your best american girl, once more to see you, etcetera…)

extras:

- im into football and i am a big arsenal fan !!!! my fav player is def martin ødegaard, and i may or may not be one of those deluded emile smith-rowe fans who think that hes gonna have a huge comeback and be like he was two seasons ago🤫🤫🤫

(edit: im gonna kms he left arsenal🙁)

i also support england as a country (obviously) plus a tad bit of dagenham amd redbridge, because they are my local ! (before you call me a glory hunter, ive supported arsenal since i was 3 because thats what my mum and grandparents support!!! also its a bit hard to support your local when not all the games are televised and you cant afford a season ticket, not to mention i had no clue who dagenham and redbridge were when i was choosing a football team, because i had no clue how leagues worked and i didnt gaf about football tbh💀)

- i like webtoons! my fav is jacksons diary, our walk home, and crystal city killers😱 (please does anyone have any cute wlw webtoon recs im so desperate)

- in year seven my drama teacher made us watch a play (on the screen, not irl) called slowtime but we didnt get to finish it💔my teacher spoiled the ending but i didnt care and tracked down the rest of that video bcs slowtime is such a good play i love everything abt it😍

- last year i was obsessed with this book series called football academy (written by tom palmer) and it was genuinely so good but there was nobody myp age cuz it was for kids💔i dont rly read them anymore, but the interest is still there if someone by chance has read them please contact me and have a conversation with me about it🙏🙏🙏

- i also have a very obscure interest about london boroughs??? like i dont even know a lot about them, i just love talking about/watching videos about london boroughs... i blame the lb guy on tiktok

i apologise as this was very long, and i probably wont even post that much😭 sorry for the yapping tho🙏🙏🙏

[melly-lg]

Dreaming about littles who dom again

*wistful sigh*

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

Really need an entitled brat in my life who bosses me around like I'm a dumb baby and steals my cookies. They don't know how to properly express their interest so they just demand acts of affection from me and if I don't comply they start to have a tantrum or else they just force me to do whatever, cause I'm a tiny baby, what am I gonna do about it? They frequently tell me we're going to play a new game but it's just the same trick over and over to get me to put myself in a vulnerable position for them, Charlie-Brown-and-the-football style. When I express discomfort, "baby that's just the game, you have to play it right, these are the rules" which I of course accept, my sibling knows more than me and I don't want to get in trouble for breaking the rules. Secretly I would do anything for them but I think they like forcing me, so I resist; Another game, probably. It's not like I'd admit my devotion openly anyway, since I know they would just use it to leverage more stuff from me, and sibling will come around regardless for whatever they want from me next...

[charlies-letters]

October 6, 1991

Dear friend, I feel very ashamed. I went to the high school football game the other day, and I don’t know exactly why. In middle school, Michael and I would go to the games sometimes even though neither of us were popular enough to go. It was just a place to go on Fridays when we didn’t want to watch television. Sometimes, we would see Susan there, and she and Michael would hold hands.

But this time, I went alone because Michael is gone, and Susan hangs around different boys now, and Bridget is still crazy, and Carl’s mom sent him to a Catholic school, and Dave with the awkward glasses moved away. I was just kind of watching people, seeing who was in love and who was just hanging around, and I saw that kid I told you about. Remember Nothing? Nothing was there at the football game, and he was one of the few people who was not an adult that was actually watching the game. I mean really watching the game. He would yell things out.

“C’mon, Brad!” That’s the name of our quarterback.

Now, normally I am very shy, but Nothing seemed like the kind of guy you could just walk up to at a football game even though you were three years younger and not popular.

“Hey, you’re in my shop class!” He’s a very friendly person. “I’m Charlie.” I said, not too shy. “And I’m Patrick. And this is Sam.” He pointed to a very pretty girl next to him. And she waved tome. “Hey, Charlie.” Sam had a very nice smile. They both told me to have a seat, and they both seemed to mean it, so I took a seat. I listened to

Nothing yell at the field. And I listened to his play-by-play analysis. And I figured out that this was a kid who knew football very well. He actually knew football as well as my brother. Maybe I should call Nothing “Patrick” from now on since that is how he introduced himself, and that is what Sam calls him.

Incidentally, Sam has brown hair and very very pretty green eyes. The kind of green that doesn’t make a big deal about itself. I would have told you that sooner, but under the stadium lights, everything looked kind of washed out. It wasn’t until we went to the Big Boy, and Sam and Patrick started to chain-smoke that I got a good look at her. The nice thing about the Big Boy was the fact that Patrick and Sam didn’t just throw around inside jokes and make me struggle to keep up. Not at all. They asked me questions.

“How old are you, Charlie?” “Fifteen.” “What do you want to do when you grow up?” “I don’t know just yet.” “What’s your favorite band?” “I think maybe the Smiths because I love their song ‘Asleep,’ but I’m really not sure one way or theother because I don’t know any other songs by them too well.” “What’s your favorite movie?” “I don’t know really. They’re all the same to me.” “How about your favorite book?” “This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald.” “Why?” “Because it was the last one I read.” This made them laugh because they knew I meant it honest, not show-off. Then they told me their favorites, and we sat quiet. I ate the pumpkin pie because the lady said it was in season, and Patrick and Sam smoked more cigarettes.

I looked at them, and they looked really happy together. A good kind of happy. And even though I thought Sam was very pretty and nice, and she was the first girl I ever wanted to ask on a date someday when I can drive, I did not mind that she had a boyfriend, especially if he was a good guy like Patrick.

“How long have you been ‘going out’?” I asked. Then, they started laughing. Really laughing hard. “What’s so funny?” I said. “We’re brother and sister,” Patrick said, still laughing. “But you don’t look alike,” I said.

That’s when Sam explained that they were actually stepsister and stepbrother since Patrick’s dad married Sam’s mom. I was very happy to know that because I would really like to ask Sam on a date someday. I really would. She is so nice.

I feel ashamed, though, because that night, I had a weird dream. I was with Sam. And we were both naked. And her legs were spread over the sides of the couch. And I woke up. And I had never felt that good in my life. But I also felt bad because I saw her naked without her permission. I think that I should tell Sam about this, and I really hope it does not prevent us from maybe making up inside jokes of our own. It would be very nice to have a friend again. I would like that even more than a date.

Love always, Charlie.

[fazcinatingblog]

hiiii bestie !!! i saw you had a tonne of fics on ao3 and wanted to know if you had any recs for new fans og afl??? any works of your or any other peeps to check out?? thxxxx

hi bestie!!! (I don't know this person)

This is a hard question because there's so much out there - probably not much on AO3 (unless you like Alex Fasolo and then you're in luck) and then Wattpad is just an insane mix of literally everything, mostly footballer x fake sister fics (which I, myself, am guilty of, and I'm sorry)

oh, also I only really read Saving Lotte Sullivan on Wattpad which I reckon is really good but I could be bias.

Maybe I'll just make a list of AO3 fics for each club (and yes, for the dogs, it'll be anything written by AFL whores about bailey smith) and a lot of this is just tooting my horn, I am sorry.

Adelaide

Tyler Brown adjusting to adelaide life

Brisbane

Take me home country roads part 1 and part 2 (obviously)

Carlton

Okay so the best year Carlton had was in 2019 so anything from 2019

Collingwood

literally anything with Trent Bianco and Jack Ginnivan (Collingwood power couple) or Darcy Moore x Charlie James Dean

Essendon

idk if there's much Essendon fics out there so this one? i mean who likes essendon anyway? ew.

Fremantle

I can't remember what year but maybe it was 2021 when 2 guys 1 cup read out Cunfe (Cunnington x Fyfe) fanfiction on the podcast so yeah find those episodes. (The fics were all family friendly and G-rated, don't worry, you can listen to them with kids in the car)

Geelong

Has to be this one

GWS

hard to pick my favourite jesse hogan one

Gold coast

what about Matt Rowell getting mentally scarred before a game. I'm so sorry.

Hawks

either Tom Phillips starting a podcast, or Tom discussing the four P's

Melbourne

probably anything with Ed Langdon or pie boy

Norf

see Freo

Port Adelaide

Bailey Smith ripping through the entire Port Adelaide team OR those lousy five chapters I tried to write about Jack Watts

Tigs

the resurrection of Matthew Richardson (hurts a little to remember writing this after what they did to me last week)

Saints

can I say my multi chapter newsreader fic even though Rob plays for Melbourne in it and not his beloved saints. Or when Ben sits down with his accountant Callum Wilkie

Swans

probably best to go to AFL whores for this one

Weagles

who even writes Weagle fics

Dogs

anything from AFL Whores regarding Bailey Smith

[mikey-media-society]

Introduction

My name is Michael McGoldrick. I am a half-Irish and half-Italian American born and raised here in New York, my parents were raised here as well. The main benefit of being half-Irish and half-Italian is that I am entitled to both the Irish and Italian goodbye, which comes in clutch in plenty of situations. The origin of my name is simply because my Mom passed out after giving birth and my Dad rushed to give my name, I'm assuming there was a big football game that day to inspire my Dad's hasty decision. If I could change my name to any fictional character, it would probably have to be Charlie Brown. I basically have the same luck as him, so why doesn't my misfortune and misery entertain people worldwide and give me millions of dollars? I can't say I remember much of high school, despite my inability to get my head out of the past sometimes. However, throughout my time there and school in general, I pretty much lied low and didn't make much of an impact. I guess I was the student almost everybody knew by name, but not by association. I wouldn't even say I was at the bottom of the barrel of the high school social status, I was more likely the guck you'd find sticking under the barrel. With that being said, the last year and a half did pan out for me through the BOCES digital filmmaking program, the best time of my life as this is being currently written. Unfortunately, my time there was cut short thanks to the COVID pandemic, so I never got closure from the program or from high school much, really. My favorite day would probably be any time I had spent in that program, it acted as a safe haven from all the crap I had to go through on a daily basis, and the first and only time I felt like I really thrived socially in a public setting. No candidates really stand out for the worst day at high school, even then, I'd take any time I spent in the classes I hated most like Algebra and Economics over what I've gone through since my time out of high school. But that may just be the self-deluded nostalgia talking. I don't think there's nothing much I would change from my time there, I don't think any personal changes would really have changed my outlook on the place and I only got screwed over because everybody else did with the pandemic turning me and thousands of people into house hermits with even more regressed self-esteem. I am a New Media major and the reason behind that is filmmaking is the only thing to ever grab my attention in my lifetime. Ever since I can remember, I've been in love with film and television, particularly the animation medium has consumed my entire life and is probably my defining interest. Ideally. I want to be a screenwriter for animation in particular. And that is a pretty niche role in the industry, especially for a writer with minimal artistic abilities. Yeah, a guy who can write cartoons but can't really draw them is like a fisherman who knows how to operate a boat but doesn't know how to cast out to sea. Either way, I devoted a lot of time to drawing and I just realized it wasn't for me and I had a much better time doing writing since I was always more into the storytelling aspect anyhow. But regardless, I just want to try to be self-sufficient as possible by acquiring as many skills you can have in a field where thousands can do what you do, some better, some worse, so it evens out. And writing is the one thing I've ever felt good at, and in a world where you have to work more and more just to survive, it's important to do something you love. At the moment, I'm not really involved in any kind of school activities. Most of the stuff I've taken up is on my own, outside of the online indie animated projects I've contributed to whether through freelancing or volunteering. Aside from that, I'm a carny at LegoLand. Which is way better than being stuck behind a cash register. Being a carny is like being in sales but fun and you also learn all the tricks of the carnival games, so it's a win-win. Some interesting hobbies of mine is that

I do some voice acting, auditioning only for projects that really stand out and roles that seem catered to me and for interests, I'm pretty obsessed with the obscurer side of media. I can ramble on and on about the short-lived adult animation that was on MTV in the late 90's and early 2000s -- but my objective is to encourage you to keep reading this. What motivated me to pursue voice acting was being inspired by some of the online talent I collaborated with and as for an interest in obscure media, I often find that content is always up my alley in terms of story direction.

The last movie I watched was Chasing Amy and the last show I watched was Beavis & Butt-Head. I guess those two pieces of content can probably sum what kind of stuff I like. In terms of TV shows, I recommend Downtown, a short-lived and under-appreciated animated gem from the late 90's produced by MTV, it's a dialogue-driven show, typically centered around banter but still uses the medium to its fullest and I think can be very relatable for people in their early twenties. You can find all the episodes free on YouTube since MTV has zero interest in ever acknowledging the show's existence again. There's not a lot of media that I hate. If I see something I don't like, I typically brush it off my shoulder and move on with my life instead of berating those who enjoy something I didn't online. Hard to believe, I know. But I guess I'd have to say that the new Velma show did a good job at getting on my nerves, especially when it mocks the source material and acts that it's the best the franchise can offer -- when it's not. That's Zombie Island. Another recommendation. Currently, all of my projects are in the works. I have a 2-minute animated short film called "The Dream Team: A Team Divided" that I'm co-creating, directing, writing, producing, editing, and voice acting in (Image 1). And there's also Dull Point, which is a 5-minute limited animated pilot I have in the works that I'm co-creating, co-writing, co-directing, co-producing, editing, and voice acting in as well (Image 2). I can't really say too much about these projects since they mean the world to me but telling that I worked nearly 60-hour work weeks to make them happen, should tell you more than enough.

And finally, what would my last meal on Earth be and why? Buffalo wings with a side of french fries, but it is mandatory that they are cajun seasoned because that's the best way to eat them.

[alexeilea]

Jeff Smith, Canadian Senator Asswipe

One really pissed-off CANADIAN citizen!!!

It appears that this Senator hit a sour chord with this young lady!!

Jeff Smith, a Senator from Quebec, calls senior citizens the "Greediest Generation" as he compared , Old Age Security to "a Milk Cow with over a million teats".

Here's a response in a letter from Patty Johnstone in Ontario ..

I think she is a little ticked off! She also tells it like it is!

"Hey Jeff, let's get a few things straight!!

1. As a career politician, you have been on the public dole (tit) for FIFTY YEARS.

2. I have been paying CPP & OAS for 48 YEARS (since I was 15 years old. I am now 63). Being a Canadian citizen for over 20 years & paying my taxes, I am eligible at 65 to apply for Old Age Security - OAS (paid for through my taxes).

3. My Canada Pension payments, and those of millions of other Canadians, were safely tucked away in an interest bearing account for decades until you political pukes decided to raid the account and give OUR money to a bunch of zero losers in return for votes, thus bankrupting the system and turning OAS into a Ponzi scheme that would make Bernie Madoff proud!!

4. Recently, just like Lucy & Charlie Brown, you and "your ilk" pulled the proverbial football away from millions of Canadian seniors nearing retirement and moved the goalposts for full retirement from age 65 to age, 67. NOW, you and your "shill commission" are proposing to move the goalposts YET AGAIN.

5. I, and millions of other Canadians, have been paying into OAS & CPP from Day One, and now "you morons" propose to change the rules of the game. Why? Because "you idiots" mismanaged other parts of the economy to such an extent that you need to steal our money from OAS & CPP to pay the bills.

6. I, and millions of other Canadians, have been paying income taxes our entire lives, and now you propose to increase our taxes yet again. Why? Because you "incompetent bastards" spent our money so profligately that you just kept on spending even after you ran out of money. Now, you come to the Canadian taxpayers and say you need more to pay off YOUR debt.

To add insult to injury, you label us "greedy" for calling bullshit" to your incompetence.

Well, Captain Bullshit, I have a few questions for YOU:

1. How much money have you earned from the Canadian taxpayers during your pathetic 50-year political career?

2. At what age did you retire from your pathetic political career, and how much are you receiving in annual retirement benefits from the Canadian taxpayers?

3. How much do you pay for YOUR government provided health insurance?

4. What cuts in YOUR retirement and healthcare benefits are you proposing in your disgusting deficit reduction proposal, or as usual, have you exempted yourself and your political cronies?

It is you, Captain Bullshit, and your political co-conspirators called Parliament who are the "greedy" ones. It is you and your fellow nutcase thieves who have bankrupted the CPP & OAS and stolen the Canadian dream from millions of loyal, patriotic taxpayers.

And for what? Votes and your job and retirement security at our expense, you lunk-headed leech. That's right, sir. You and yours have bankrupted our benefits for the sole purpose of advancing your pathetic, political careers. You know it, we know it, and now you know that we know it.

And you can take that to the bank, you arrogant son of a bitch. And NO, I didn't stutter

P.S.

And stop calling CPP & OAS "entitlements". WHAT AN INSULT!

I have been paying in to the CPP system for years. "It's my money - give it back to me the way the system was designed and stop patting yourself on the back like you are being generous by doling out these monthly checks.

[uravitypng]

Hi,can I please have a male Harry Potter match up please? I would rather not say my name,I hope that's okay.

I am a straight female and I'm a Hufflepuff. I have elbow length brown hair with natural blonde highlights. I am more on the chubby side and I have a strong southern accent. In a fashion sense I am usually in a t-shirt/hoodie/sweatshirt and leggings/joggers/shorts but I do like to dress up every so often. Without fail I always have a small gold ring on my left pinky and a black hair tie and a black watch with gold detailing on my wrists. I am very creative but mostly into photography and adult coloring books. My favorite thing to do is go on a hike with my camera and take pictures. I also love reading and listening to music. My favorite singers are Taylor Swift,Olivia Rodrigo,Alec Benjamin,and Luke Combs and anything country music (i was raised on it). I'm about 5/3 with blue eyes and I have freckles under my eyes and across the bridge of my nose to my temples. They disappear in the winter. I also absolutely love animals and will probably be one of those people whose Instagram is full of pictures of their animals. I get cold really easily but can never remember to grab a jacket unless someone brings it for me. I am a Scorpio and it takes me a while to trust people so I always like to start out as friends with someone before going on dates and stuff like that. I never start talking about personal things until I fully trust someone. I love baking and cooking and I plan to become a Pregnancy Sonographer. My favorite sports are baseball and football and my favorite season is spring. I also am always carrying around a bottle of ice water and gum in my mouth. I hate coffee. I'm also a planner and plan ahead for the smallest things. My love language is physically touching and words of affirmation. I am also a hopeless romantic and I am a sucker for friends to lovers. I play the keyboard and want to learn to play the guitar. I'm more of a tom boy than a girly girl and spend as much time as humanly possible outside. My biggest fear is snakes,whenever I see one I cry and laugh at the same time. Me and my mom both do. I am a Disney nerd and cannot watch horror but I love murder mystery. My favorite show is NCIS and my favorite movie is The Parent Trap with Lindsey Lohan in it. I usually don't wear make up other than mascara but when I do it's only a little bit and I never touch my freckles. My favorite color is yellow and my favorite flower is yellow roses. I also over think a whole lot!

Thank you!! I know this is a lot.

𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇...

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲!

When you met Charlie you immediately connected over your love for nature and animals. It took you awhile to fully open up to him and you where first friends, until you both realised you wanted something more. It took Charlie even more time to realise this, before you he didn't feel the need to be with someone, but you came along and changed his whole perspective, you two just fit so well together.

You and Charlie always go on hikes, walks and nature trails. When you go on your adventures you always take your camera and Charlie always remembers to remind you about it just in case you forget and brings along a second jacket in case you forget that too. Sometimes you listen to music together while hiking, taking turns on who chooses the music.

Along with your hikes you also have picnic dates. You precook the food at home and because Charlie is clumsy he normally stays out of the way due to the many accidents he had while trying to help you, spilling ingredients on multiple occasions. You and Charlie always hold hands especially when on dates.

He thinks you're so cute, he himself often takes comfort over style, and his clothes has become your clothes, stealing his hoodies all the time. Charlie could stare at you all day, committing to memory the specific shade of your eyes and the placement of your freckles and how much taller he is than you.

With your careful planning and Charlie's spontaneous personality, you balance each other, Charlie showing you it's okay to not have everything planned all the time and you showing Charlie that planning is important and valuable.

When you're tired and overthinking Charlie is always there, he'll hold you and reassure that you're okay. Charlie will put on TV shows you like all night to comfort you, he'll even read to you.

You two would be so cute together, always looking out for each other and being madly in love. (also it's absolutely fine you didn't want to share your name ♡)

[writeranon69]

Look, all I'm saying is that nobody, and I mean NOBODY, gives the Peanuts Series enough credit.

Not only are there several quotable and relatable lines from the comics and the specials, but the characters are extremely deep and are philosophical...AND THESE ARE KIDS.

I feel like nobody makes this more clear than Charlie Brown.

He's constantly questioning life, always going to Lucy's Psychiatric Booth for advice, only to be given some excuse by Lucy.

That little twerp...

And I may be overthinking this, but when you consider how much Charlie has been through such as getting bullied by Lucy, losing Baseball Games, and overall just...life kicking him down, picking him back up and kicking him down again, adding along with the fact that he's almost always questioning something,, you honestly have to wonder...

Is Charlie Brown depressed??

No, I'm not making a theory, if I did we'd be here for hours, this is a legitimate question I want to touch on for a second.

When you consider the fact that you're doing your absolute best, and you feel as though you're finally about to succeed, and then life just says, "Nah Fam" right when you're about to succeed, how would you feel? I am GENUINELY curious how you would feel about this.

Probably sad, right?? Now, let's add onto this.

This happens often, you keep getting bullied at school (or by a certain person who messes with you and you just go with it), and you have to constantly ask your friends questions about life as a whole.

...Yeah, not the best life, I'd say.

But the thing about Charlie Brown is...he never exactly gives up.

Sure, he may have thought about it at some points, but he keeps trying.

Loses a Baseball Game? He always tries harder in the next game.

Can't Fly A Kite? He keeps trying to fly it.

Falls for The Football Gag? He gets up and dusts himself off and tries again everytime Lucy gives him the offer, HE. KEEPS. TRYING.

And honestly, it's a good moral to live by.

Maybe life is just kicking you down nonstop. Maybe it feels like the world's against you.

...And to be frank, it is, but that's the point.

Keep trying.

I know this is cringe. I know this is cheesy.

I know I'm overanalyzing a piece of media. I know that I am overanalyzing a cartoon character, yes, I know, but I feel the need to get this godforsaken message across.

Keep Trying.

Life is bound to kick you down whenever it has the chance. Times may seem dire.

Keep Trying. Don't give up.

Go out and learn how to fly that kite. Win a Baseball Game or two. And even if you lose...

Keep Trying.

Get up, dust yourself off, and Try Again. Try again, and again, and again, and again, and again.

You'll succeed one day.

[marty101sblog]

I DON'T THINK PISSED REALLY COVERS IT ! ! !

Alan Simpson, the Senator from Wyoming calls senior citizens the Greediest Generation as he compared "Social Security " to a Milk Cow with 310 million teats. Here's a response in a letter from PATTY MYERS in Montana ... I think she is a little ticked off! She also tells it like it is!

"Hey Alan, let's get a few things straight!!!

1. As a career politician, you have been on the public dole (tit) for FIFTY YEARS.

2. I have been paying Social Security taxes for 48 YEARS (since I was 15 years old. I am now 63).

3. My Social Security payments, and those of millions of other Americans, were safely tucked away in an interest bearing account for decades until you political pukes decided to raid the account and give OUR money to a bunch of zero losers in return for votes, thus bankrupting the system and turning Social Security into a Ponzi scheme that would make Bernie Madoff proud.

4. Recently, just like Lucy & Charlie Brown, you and "your ilk" pulled the proverbial football away from millions of American seniors nearing retirement and moved the goalposts for full retirement from age 65 to age, 67. NOW, you and your "shill commission" are proposing to move the goalposts YET AGAIN.

5. I, and millions of other Americans, have been paying into Medicare from Day One, and now "you morons" propose to change the rules of the game. Why? Because "you idiots" mismanaged other parts of the economy to such an extent that you need to steal our money from Medicare to pay the bills.

6. I, and millions of other Americans, have been paying income taxes our entire lives, and now you propose to increase our taxes yet again. Why? Because you "incompetent bxxxxds" spent our money so profligately that you just kept on spending even after you ran out of money. Now, you come to the American taxpayers and say you need more to pay off YOUR debt.

To add insult to injury, you label us "greedy" for calling "bxxxxxxt" to your incompetence.

Well, Captain Bxxxxxxit, I have a few questions for YOU:

1. How much money have you earned from the American taxpayers during your pathetic 50-year political career?

2. At what age did you retire from your pathetic political career, and how much are you receiving in annual retirement benefits from the American taxpayers?

3. How much do you pay for YOUR government provided health insurance?

4. What cuts in YOUR retirement and healthcare benefits are you proposing in your disgusting deficit reduction proposal, or as usual, have you exempted yourself and your political cronies?

It is you, Captain Bxxxxxxt, and your political co-conspirators called Congress who are the "greedy" ones. It is you and your fellow nutcase thieves who have bankrupted America and stolen the American dream from millions of loyal, patriotic taxpayers.

And for what? Votes and your job and retirement security at our expense, you lunk-headed, leech.

That's right, sir. You and yours have bankrupted America for the sole purpose of advancing your pathetic, political careers. You know it, we know it, and you know that we know it.

And you can take that to the bank, you miserable son of a bxxxxx.

P.S. And stop calling Social Security benefits "entitlements". WHAT AN INSULT!!!!

I have been paying in to the SS system for 45 years “It's my money”-give it back to me the way the system was designed and stop patting yourself on the back like you are being generous by doling out these monthly checks .

EVERYONE!! If you agree with what a Montana citizen, Patty Myers, says, please PASS IT ON!!!!

[redhead-batgal]

Thanksgiving Prompt List

Because you should never skip thanksgiving or pie 🥧.

“ITS TURKEY TIME!”

“There’s pumpkin pie, chocolate pie, cherry pie, Apple pie, lemon meringue pie, coconut cream, banana cream pie, key lime pie…. Do I need to go on?”

“Thanksgiving is for giving thanks” “And for body slamming each other during the family football match!”

“I don’t care if it’s tradition, I am not killing a live turkey.”

“UGH I’m so stuffed you could used me as a bowling ball.”

“It’s time for hand turkey’s everyone.” “HECK YES!”

“I swear to all that is holy, if you don’t get your ass out of my fucking kitchen, you’re going in the turkey.” 

“Carmel apples, leaves falling down. What could better then November?” “I don’t know maybe fucking June?”

“You want me to meet your what?” “Family, I want you to meet my family. It’s thanksgiving after all.” “I don’t believe in families or thanksgiving.” 

“HAPPY NOVEMBER!” “No one wishes anyone a happy November.” “Well I just did.” 

“Christmas-” “DON’T YOU DARE.” 

“I think you might have gone a little overboard with the food.” “There’s no such thing as overboard during Thanksgiving!” 

“What do you mean you don’t have Thanksgiving plans everyone has Thanksgiving plans!” “Well I don’t” “Yes you do you’re coming with me.”

“Who wants seconds?”

“How in the hell did you get a black eye?” “Me and my brother were fighting over the wishbone... let’s just say it broke.”

“You will turn on the Macy’s Thanksgiving day parade” “But the game-” “The game can wait, the parade is tradition!”

“Are these instant mashed potatoes?”

“What in the hell is sweet potato casserole?”

“You don’t eat turkey on thanksgiving? Then what do you eat?” “Ham.” 

“There is no such thing as Thanksgiving music.” “I have a three hour long playlist that begs to differ.” 

“Mac and Cheese must be on the menu, it’s not Thanksgiving without it.” 

“How in the world did you set the kitchen on fire... but still keep the turkey frozen?”

“Tofu turkey? For Thanksgiving?” “(They/them/he/she)’s vegetarian.” ‘Well they can suck it up for one day. I want a normal turkey!”

“We must watch a Charlie Brown Thanksgiving it’s the best movie to watch.” “I think Addams Family Values is pretty good too.” “.... Let’s watch both, I wanna see the blonde chick get cooked alive.”

“I don’t care if it’s cliché, it’s Thanksgiving, I’m gonna drink a pumpkin spice latte.” 

“Pizza?” “We have a tradition of constantly trying to make Thanksgiving dinner only to nearly burn the house down and order pizza.” 

“FOOD FIGHT!” “NOT MY PIE YOU FUCKERS.”

“You put marshmallows on potatoes?” “They’re sweet potatoes.” “No, no.” 

“WHY IS IT SNOWING? NO NO, I REFUSE. GO AWAY SNOW! IT’S THANKSGIVING NOT FUCKING CHRISTMAS!!!!”

“I’m thankful we didn’t burn down the house this year.”

“You spent how much money?” “It’s for Thanksgiving dinner, I’m thankful that it’s not me whose paying the bill though.”

“OH THANKSGIVING TURKEY, OH THANKSGIVING TURKEY, HOW BLACK AND BURNT YOU ARE!”

“I’m thankful for all of you losers, you keep my life interesting.” 

“I’m thankful for everything... please pass the salt.” “You can’t do that.” “Fine, I’m thankful for alcohol, drugs, guns and explosions, please pass the salt.” 

“You have been eating chicken nuggets every Thanksgiving since when?” “They’re Dino chicken nuggets one, and two I’m too broke to buy a turkey. Chicken nuggets go for like ten bucks for two hundred of them. One turkey’s like thirty dollars.” 

“She made homemade peach cobbler, chocolate pie, rolls, a turkey, mashed potatoes, Mac and cheese and a pumpkin roll in one day... is she a god?” 

“You can’t have that entire pie to yourself.” “I made it I can do what I want with it.”

“Alright, who spiked the Thanksgiving punch?”

“I don’t like thanksgiving.” “You’re only saying that because your pie didn’t win the contest last year.” “You were the judge, what do you expect me to be happy about it?” 

“Uh, I’m pretty sure that turkey is supposed to be dead.” 

[rwood2477]

THINK THIS LADY IS PISSED?

If you are over 50, you need to read this. If not, don't bother, you are already screwed.

Alan Simpson, the Senator from Wyoming calls senior citizens the Greediest Generation as he compared "Social Security " to a Milk Cow with 310 million teats. Here's a response in a letter from PATTY MYERS in Montana ... I think she is a little ticked off! She also tells it like it is!

"Hey Alan, let's get a few things straight!!!

1. As a career politician, you have been on the public dole (tit) for FIFTY YEARS.

2. I have been paying Social Security taxes for 48 YEARS (since I was 15 years old. I am now 63).

3. My Social Security payments, and those of millions of other Americans, were safely tucked away in an interest bearing account for decades until you political pukes decided to raid the account and give OUR money to a bunch of zero losers in return for votes, thus bankrupting the system and turning Social Security into a Ponzi scheme that would make Bernie Madoff proud.

4. Recently, just like Lucy & Charlie Brown, you and "your ilk" pulled the proverbial football away from millions of American seniors nearing retirement and moved the goalposts for full retirement from age 65 to age, 67. NOW, you and your "shill commission" are proposing to move the goalposts YET AGAIN.

5. I, and millions of other Americans, have been paying into Medicare from Day One, and now "you morons" propose to change the rules of the game. Why? Because "you idiots" mismanaged other parts of the economy to such an extent that you need to steal our money from Medicare to pay the bills.

6. I, and millions of other Americans, have been paying income taxes our entire lives, and now you propose to increase our taxes yet again. Why? Because you "incompetent bastards" spent our money so profligately that you just kept on spending even after you ran out of money. Now, you come to the American taxpayers and say you need more to pay off YOUR debt.

To add insult to injury, you label us "greedy" for calling "bullshit" to your incompetence.

Well, Captain Bullshit, I have a few questions for YOU:

1. How much money have you earned from the American taxpayers during your pathetic 50-year political career?

2. At what age did you retire from your pathetic political career, and how much are you receiving in annual retirement benefits from the American taxpayers?

3. How much do you pay for YOUR government provided health insurance?

4. What cuts in YOUR retirement and healthcare benefits are you proposing in your disgusting deficit reduction proposal, or as usual, have you exempted yourself and your political cronies?

It is you, Captain Bullshit, and your political co-conspirators called Congress who are the "greedy" ones. It is you and your fellow nutcase thieves who have bankrupted America and stolen the American dream from millions of loyal, patriotic taxpayers.

And for what? Votes and your job and retirement security at our expense, you lunk-headed, leech. That's right, sir. You and yours have bankrupted America for the sole purpose of advancing your pathetic, political careers. You know it, we know it, and you know that we know it. And you can take that to the bank, you miserable son of a bitch.

P.S. And stop calling Social Security benefits "entitlements". WHAT AN INSULT!!!!

I have been paying in to the SS system for 45 years “It's my money”-give it back to me the way the system was designed and stop patting yourself on the back like you are being generous by doling out these monthly checks .

EVERYONE!! If you agree with Patty Myers, says, please PASS IT ON!!!!

[gainingexjock]

THE OBESE BROTHERS

Charles was a young babysitter and cared for the elderly for extra money. He was 18 and had never had a long term caring job, that was until today.

He had put an AD out in the local newspaper hoping someone would reply, to his pleasure he got one. It was a mother hoping for a carer that could look after her two teenage boys, one 18 and one 19. Charles presumed they had a disability or she was just a very overprotective mother and that’s why they had a carer at that age.

A week later

It was his first day caring for the two boys and he pulled his car up to the gates of the house. It was a very large house clearly with some other members of staff like gardeners, a chef and cleaners.

“Welcome you must be Charles” a voice came from behind him as he got out the car

“ I am Heidi”

“Hey, nice to meet u, u can call me Charlie btw”

“Okay Charlie, thank you for accepting the job request so quickly. It’s just I work a lot and really need someone full time to look after my special boys”

“No worries, I am so happy to have got the job”

“That’s good, now let me bring you inside and you can meet billy and Harry”

Heidi led Charlie through the large house and up the stairs to the second floor. They past two rooms that looked very much like teenage boys rooms with football posters on the walls and various other things lying around the rooms.

“These were the boys rooms, they outgrew them though and needed somewhere more suited for their specific needs” Heidi told Charlie

She took him further until they reached the end of the corridor and two large double doors

“Please don’t be too shocked, my boys will be embarrassed and I wouldn’t want that”

She opened the doors and the smell of bo and food hit me, someone clearly had been living in these rooms for months maybe years. Around the corner of the room I saw two large steel framed beds, on both of them lay completely naked two very very fat boys.

Backstory ( both billy and Harry used to be high school jocks, playing football and various other activities. After they both suffered a accident in football that left them unable to walk for 3 months they began to gain weight, Heidi kept them in their rooms in fear they would hurt themselves. She told the chefs to cook for them and make them whatever they wanted, and so both the boys appetites and bodie grew massively. Until a point they only played video games and ate, they dropped out of school because their mother feared bullying and so became morbidly obese)

Heidi walked over to her boys rubbing Harry’s belly

“ say hello boys, this is Charlie. He will be your carer and provide you with anything u need”

Both of them tried to look over “ hey Charlie” they said

I was still in shock as I looked at the two boys, but I remembered what Heidi said

“Hey guys, I hope we can become good freinds and u guys will feel comfortable with me working here”

Harry was the older one of the two and must have weighed around 450 pounds, he had blonde hair and was clearly very attractive in his early days. He was very rounded in shape having a huge belly that hang to his knees and huge moobs that hang to each side.

Billy was younger but was a lot fatter, he had brown curly hair and he must be almost 550 pounds and had the biggest bum Charlie had ever seen. It pushed out each side of his body and his thighs where so large that you couldn’t see his penis for it was completely covered.

“I shall leave you boys to chat and I am going away for a few weeks for work”

Heidi left the room and the boys, she also left instructions with the chefs to feed billy and Harry as much as they wanted while also feeding Charlie whatever he desired.

Charlie got to know the boys and after a few days of working there he was very comfortable around them, both were almost immobile and too lazy to move from their beds. So Charlie had to wash them there, he spent a good hour washing both of them each day then adding lotion to their skin. He also got chatting to the boys and found that their mother Heidi was one of the reasons they had gained so much weight, in fact she almost encouraged them to gain as much as they desired.

Heidi’s work trip got extended and so she was away for several months. As Charlie was spending so much time with the boys he found their habits were beginning to lay off on him. When he had finished his duties he would lay on a third bed between them both and just gorge on food the chefs brought them and played video games. He also began sleeping in the same room as them both. As teenage boys who had been obese for several years now neither of them had had any girlfriends or boyfriends. And so Charlie began to notice that the boys wanted him to pleasure them at night. He would search around in their mounds of fat to find their penis and would then push against it rubbing against their fat in order to get them off.

Charlie had began to gain weight, he was never thin and had arrived at around 250 pounds but by the time Heidi got back from her buisness trip he was almost 350. Both boys had gained massively as well becoming even fatter than they had been. He was sure they added something to the food that made you gain more weight

“My boys” Heidi cried, running into the bedroom giving them both a big hug and climbing on top of their huge bellies

“ hey Charlie how have u been”

“Good thank u”

“ I see my boys have been helping u fill out” she sound poking my stomach

“Well I shall leave u boys till later, but I have made the chefs out on a special treat for u tonight”

Later that evening the chefs arrived through the doors of the bedroom, pushing huge carts of food. It was a buffet of every type of food imaginable and all three boys where waited on and fed for hours until every scrap was gone.

Charlie lay there, more bloated than he had ever been. His Calvin Klein underwear stretched to its limit and cutting in to his now much larger stomach and thighs. He pulled the briefs down to ease the discomfort

“Charlie come here my stomach hurts, and my briefs are too tight” billy cried

Charlie took three attempts to roll over to billy as he tried to remove his specially made underwear. Billy was right it was far too tight and was cutting deep into the mounds of flesh and fat

“It hurts Charlie” billy cried again

Charlie pulled against the briefs, as he did he heard the ripping sound as they released billy’s body. His thighs rippled and wobbled continuesly almost knocking Charlie to the floor

“Is that better ?” Charlie asked

“Much thank you” billy responded

“Your are looking quite big Charlie” Harry said from the other side of the beds

“Have u gained any weight ?”

“I don’t know” Charlie responded

“Jump on the scales over there Charlie I wanna know how big you have gotten”

Charlie heaved himself up, suddenly remembering that he too was completely naked and not being fat enough for his penis to be hidden he found himself exposed in front of the boys. He tried not to think about it as he wobbled over to the scales, he stepped on and waited till he heard the ping. He tried to look down but found his belly to be hiding his view, he leaned forward some more just enough to see the scales read 425 pounds.

WHAT !! HE WAS HUGE

“ how have i gotten so big” he shouted

“It must have been that feast the chefs made, mum often puts her special weight gain powder in our food to help us grow. But it must have had a extra special affect on you Charlie” billy explained

“How much did we gain” Harry asked

Charlie went round to the scale by the side of Harry’s bed, it read 750 !

“Omg u r 750 pounds !”

“Yesss, that’s brilliant Harry” billy shouted

“I am so pleased, mummy is really helping me gain that weight I wanted” said Harry excitedly

“Wait you want to gain this weight?” Asked Charlie

“Ofc we do silly, how else do you think we got this big. After our football accident we got lazy and started gaining weight, we found that we actually loved it and so mum helped us” explained billy

“Yeh and you are looking pretty good charlie, maybe you should gain like us” Harry said

A feeling of pleasure went through Charlie’s body, he never thought that the idea of him becoming so obese like Harry and billy would please him so much

“I mean I guess I could”

“Great, but first come read my scale” billy said boastly

Charlie walked round to read the scale

“900 pounds !! You are 18 and weigh 900 pounds ! That must be a record”

“I hope so haha” shouted billy

Harry ring the bell by the side of his bed, Heidi came running in a few moments later

“What is it my love’s, r u hungry ?? Wait what is going on”

Charlie remembered that he was stood there naked in front of her with Billy’s ripped underwear laying on the floor

“We have some good news mummy, Charlie wants to be fat and greedy like us! He wants to be fed just like us”Harry said

“Oh that’s brilliant news, get in your bed Charlie I don’t want u burning calories. I shall call for the chefs to make you all a midnight snack at once”

She ran out the room as Charlie climbed onto the bed and fell onto the sheets exhausted from all that just happened. Billy and Harry called for assistance to move their monstrous bodies closer to Charlie. The chefs walk in to a wonderful sight, three fat boys laying side by side enjoying their lust for food and all rubbing each other’s full belly’s as they ate

TWO MONTHS LATER

It had taken a while for Heidi to find a new carer for her boys, but this one had his work cut out as he walked into the room to see three obese boys laying naked with their rolls and rolls of fat on show on steel enforced beds. The new carer had to clean each of them, pushing through their rolls to clean their skin and clean up after the inevitable consequences of eating that much food. But the three boys each pleasured each other to the best of their ability at such huge sizes, and they continued to grow with the support of their mum