#please excuse this taking 100 years to respond to

[goldsainz]

SPECIAL GUEST — one shot

pairing: daniel ricciardo x reader

MASTERLIST.

NOTE: this is inspired by the wonderful idea of @thatsdemko!! florence is the loml and i’ve been dying for an excuse to make a fic with her😭 i actually really liked writing this, anything daniel related is always so nice to make. also, this is coming out of my drafts sooner bc of danny’s bday!!!! i wish him a great day, lots of love and a hug 🫶

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yourusername cooking with y/n has gone to vogue… so to celebrate i will be doing another episode sometime this week!

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ynfan1 i used to pray for times like this

ynfan2 nah we’re getting fed fr

haileesteinfeld i better get invited one day…

⤷ yourusername you’re always welcome!! 🫶

ynfan3 YAY!!!!! MORE COOKING WITH Y/N CONTENT

danielfan1 daniel… why are u lurking around here…

user1 i’m so proud of her

ynfan4 TELL US WHO THE MAN IN YOUR VIDS IS

ameliadimz You need to come over asap

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⤷ ynfan5 OMG??

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dr3updates Daniel seen with rumoured girlfriend, Y/N Y/L/N, strolling around in Australia!!

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ynfan22 WHAT

danielfan22 daniel rizziardo strikes again

danielfan24 him taking his camera everywhere😭

⤷ user21 it’s kinda cute ngl

user22 they ain’t slick… this is 100% staged

danielfan25 NOT THIS HAPPENING AFTER HE MESSED UP IN THAT INTERVIEW

⤷ ynfan23 DON’T FORGET Y/N’S INTERVIEW

⤷ danielfan25 Y/N AND DANNY IS TOO MUCH POWER IN A COUPLE

ynfan24 her wearing his merch 🫶

yourusername has uploaded an instagram story!

danielricciardo responded to your story!

Daniel Ricciardo

Excuse me?

Y/N Y/L/N

i’m in the next room😭

Daniel Ricciardo

Idc

It’s almost my birthday and this is how you treat me 😔

Y/N Y/L/N

sorry not sorry

but please continue the princess treatment

🙏🙏🙏

Daniel Ricciardo

Mmm…

Just because I kinda like you

Y/N Y/L/N

don’t even

you love me

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yourusername happy birthday to this menace and also my boyfriend!! 34 never looked so good on someone! i love youuu, sweetheart 💛🎉

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danielricciardo Aww… so will you let me be your first and special guest on cooking with y/n or…

⤷ yourusername someday, mr ricciardo, someday…

ynfan31 EXCUSE ME

danielfan31 not even a hello, how are you… nothing

danielfan32 they’re too cute

maxverstappen1 Ok.

⤷ ynfan32 IM CRYING

⤷ danielricciardo You know the truth, Max ❤️

⤷ yourusername THE ONE TIME I MAKE A CUTE POST

ynfan33 sat for cooking with y/n ft daniel

user31 how did they keep this a secret for over a year😭

redbullracing We need you in the paddock!!

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ynfan34 THIS IS SO SPECIAL TO ME YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW

danielfan33 oh i hate them sm (i love them more than my parents and i don’t even know them)

[percable]

IM GOING ON A YAP FEST!!!

Okay so, in the comments of this video they’re agreeing with the creator. Most of them are bringing up other members of the prophecy 7, saying how *blank character* could just use their powers. In a fist fight. A fight in which no powers are used. And I 100% believe that annabeth WOULD win a fight like that. Because here’s the thing, annabeth has been training longer than any of the prophecy 7, and has actually seen the kind of results that prove this. In Magnus chase and the gods of Asgard Percy literally says this:

And this isn’t even mentioning Annabeths skills as a fighter.  Because annabeth is the only member of the Argo crew with no magical abilities, she would win in a fist fight against all of them. And this does include Frank. While yes, Frank is definitely physically stronger than all of the Argo members, he has been training in the Roman legion for a VERY short time. While Annabeth has been honing her combat skills since she was 7 years old. Now I’d like to mention that Jason also falls into the same skill category as Annabeth. Both of them have been training as warriors since they were children, and both of them are considered their camps leaders. They’re actually very similar in comparison. However Jason, in the books, has been seen to heavily rely on his powers (maybe not so much as lightning as is his ability to use wind) in fact ALL of the demi gods on the Argo ll heavily rely on their powers. Anyways this was just a rant, and please don’t take this seriously, it was just an excuse for me to yap about Annabeths ability. You can disagree with me all you’d like, but I’m not gonna respond because I’m stubborn, and I’m not gonna fight in a comment section over a fictional universe.

(However if you’d like to see my reasoning for any of the other characters in this scenario, feel free to comment.)

[notaluckypup]

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[exyconfessions]

this may be a stupid question..however.

How the actual fuck is Andrew Joseph Minyard allowed in genuinely any stores?

He lit has armbands that hold his knives, and by God we know he doesn’t go anywhere without them. But like…my dear, metal detectors exist?? In most stores too?? How the bramblesnort crumplesack FUCK does he not set off about 50 alarms any time he goes into the store? And how does he respond to any questions he’s asked?

Like *store security guard walks up to Andrew after the metal detector goes off* “Excuse me sir, what do you have on you? The alarm went off, and I’m pretty sure it was just a simple misunderstanding, but you can probably understand why I need to ask.”

*blank stare* “my knives, idiot”

Does he just send Neil to do all the shopping? But like Neil wouldn’t know what the shit to buy unless Andrew threw an empty container at him and said “We ran out of this go buy more.” Because he’s that dense. And knowing Neil’s dramatic ass? Bro would probably get mugged and kidnapped and be taken to Mexico, and it would probably take him a solid 2 weeks to get back to SC because 2 years of leaning Spain Spanish 100% did not prepare Neil for how different Mexico is.

Anyways

Andrew how the hell do you go places without the threat of getting arrested every two seconds please i need to know

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[rmedgg]

The Human Who Didn’t Know

Pairing: Normie male reader x Enid Sinclair and Wednesday Addams

Summary: A normal human boy is able to enroll into nevermore academy through a scholarship program thinking it was a school for people who were bullied or different, little did he know that he had gotten himself into a school of people who despise normies . Come and join him on his journey through life as the only normie on a campus full of outcasts.

First chapter or two will be set a bit before Wednesday actually joins the academy so don't be surprised if you don't see any of the actual cast for a bit. There will be some OCs. This is also my first book so there probably will be mistakes and such.

I do not own any characters or plot from the show Wednesday, I only own some of the plot, and some of the characters.

Chapter 1: The Tournament Of Nevermore

(Currently taking place about a month before the start of the semester.)

Y/n pov

"Tch, the things I have to do for a good education. Oh yeah y/n apply the tests you have to take aren't that hard. Damn liars what would you know." I thought with a scowl

Sure it may be for "outcasts" but, but man how bad could it be to attend school with some weirdos. I mean probably rich and snobby but weirdos nonetheless.

Either way those were my thoughts during the 100 question exam we had to take that only ended up leaving 8 of us.

The faculty, then rounded us up into a waiting area and said to wait be to called.

This scrawny looking kid and I were then called up first, into a colosseum looking place. Ms.Weems the principal of Nevermore Academy then said "ladies and gentlemen thank you for joining us at our quad annually held scholarship tournament. With out further to do, here we have our first match between the humans Donavan McDonald and y/n."

"Match? Humans? What is this woman talking about?"  "Excuse me Ms.Weems what exactly do you mean match?"

"Ah right, Mr.L/n you see this scholarship only has 4 spots available so in this tournament of eight people only 4 will get a spot of course each spot has there perks but we'll get to those after the winners of said spots have been chosen just know the higher you rank the better the outcome."

"So please get ready for this fight, and do not worry as we have trained medical teams to assist in case of any emergency or accident matches will be stopped if we believe that one of the contestants life is in danger or if they are at risk of being permanently injured." Continued Ms.Weems.

"I forfeit, I am not about to allow myself to become some sort of sick entertainment for all these people over some dumb school." Said Donavan.

Groans could be heard from a small crowd of people that were watching, yet out of all of the people there, two seemed to be the most disappointed. A tall slender lady in a black dress with pale white skin, who was holding hands with a shorter, rounder man who seemed of Latin descent.

"Ah I see that is fine Mr.McDonald, you shall be escorted out, thank you for coming out for our test." Stated Ms.Weems with a smile. "You may go back to the waiting room Mr.L/n."

"Uh, ok." "Man that shit was weird but I think this means I've made it."

As I walked in there was a boy who looked at me with curiosity, as if he wanted to ask me something.

"What?" I asked I asked not liking the way he was staring at me.

"Nothing I was just going to ask what happened out there since the walls here are sound proof and there's no way to see what's going on out there."

Said a teenager who looked to be 16 or 17 years old like me. He has orange colored hair with gray rabbit ears protruding from his head which I found kind of weird but this was going to be a school for outcasts.

"Ah right I'm Richard Scott, nice to meet you" said the rabbit boy

"Oh yeah nice to meet you too, I'm Y/n." I responded

"Right let me introduce you to my friends the one horns is Tommy Onini, the one with the dog ears is Blake Davenport." Said Richard

I looked at each of the boys as he introduced them to me Tommy had light brown hair, a stoic face with eyes that seemed to be staring into my soul along with 2 horns that stuck out of his head. Then there was Blake he had a bored expression on his face as if he was forced to be here or just didn't find it enjoyable, or maybe the floor just seemed to be more entertaining then a room full of people who were his competition. He like tho other two mentioned had something sticking out of his head but his seemed to be dog ears.

"These guys must really like cosplaying or something"

"Nice to meet you guys too, like I told Richard here I'm Y/n."

"Skip the formalities" said Tommy with an annoyed look on his face. "Just tell us what we should expect out there" he continued

"Sorry about him but he's always been a jerk even to me and Blake, he didn't try to punch you or hurt you in anyway so that's a step up." Said Richard with a nervous chuckle

"Right, anyway it's a tournament out of the 8 of us that we're here only 4 will gain a spot in the scholarship. So from my understanding you have to at least win the first round to be eligible" I stated

I watched as the 7 other contestants looked at each other with shock, now knowing they would have to fight each other. Then something unexpected happened they all started to smile and laugh they were excited even Blake seemed to have gotten a shine in his eye when I had mentioned fighting.

At that moment I decided to sit against a wall and nap, for however long I got to since I wasn't able to get much sleep due to me being excited and, nervous for the test. I shut my eyes and let darkness consume me. I was Rudely awoken what felt like hours later by Richard.

"Huh?  What's up man? You need something? How long was I out for?" I asked while rubbing the drowsiness from my eyes.

"The ceilings up, I don't but you need to get up since your up next, you were out for about 20 or 30 minutes."  Said Richard

"What?! I'm up already so soon? Who won?" I asked surprised that there fights had come and gone in a blink of an eye.

"Heh why don't you look for yourself? He retorted

I looked around him and there they were sitting, unscathed, bored both Tommy and Blake. Once they noticed my movement Tommy looked at me from the corner of his eye, and Blake stood up and started walking towards the door saying only one thing.

"We're next."

My eyes widen in surprise, surprised that he spoke. I sighed as I got up from my sitting position and made my way out the door, and shutting it I hear Richard wishing me luck, which causes me to smile even though I'm facing his friend he's rooting me a stranger on.

"Well let's get this over with." I said to no one in particular

Blake was already standing on his side of the arena ready to fight, while I was on my side I was not ready to fight I was hoping I'd have a bit more time to prepare myself not only to fight but to fight in front of all these people. I started to jump in place like professional fighters do warming my body up. As I did that I looked around at the people who were watching the pale lady and Latino man were still there and were looking at me with interest.

"Welcome to the quarter finales of the Nevermore scholarship tournament the final 4 contestants will all be receiving a spot on the scholarship now there only competing for the prize. As I said before those perks will be discussed privately with each winner of each position. So without further to do Blake Davenport vs Y/n L/n, boys same rules as before. Whenever your ready, FIGHT!" Said/shouted Ms. Weems into the microphone.

I blinked and I was on my knees, it felt as if I'd been run over by a car going 60 miles per hour (96.56 km/h for those outside the states) I felt and heard some ribs snap, then I started to cough up blood.

"Ah shit that's not good."

I was then picked up by my neck by Blake to have our eyes meet.

"Are you this weak? Are you not going to fight?" He said with disdain in his tone of voice.

Then it happened the humans greatest power, the will to live. My fight or flight state of mind,  kicked in but I knew on this situation it was fight or fight as the option to run would mean quitting and my pride, my ego couldn't just accept a defeat that came from giving up. I threw a right hook  and it landed causing him to let me go and a collective gasp and breathes of relief to be heard from the crowd.

"Tch so you did have some fight in you." Blake smiled "I hope you can truly keep me entertained."

He charged at me. I knew he was moving at an inhumane speed, I shouldn't have been able to keep up yet all this adrenaline rushing into my body is allowing me too. So I prepare myself, when he is in front of me ready to take me down I try dodge last second but my body can't keep up with my mind and I'm knocked to the floor. When knocked to the floor he got on top of me in a full mount position and started to rain punches down on my chest and head while all I could do was defend my face and head.

"Oh come on don't tell me that punch was all you had in you, if you don't end this fight soon you might end up dead." Blake said as he laughed manically

"Shit he's right I'll have to throw in some punches, I can't just be on the defense now. Wait I got it."

Letting my blood gather inside of my mouth from all the damage I had been receiving, I spat into his face cause temporary blindness which allowed me an opening to punch him. As I punched his body I felt as if I was punching some sort of inhumane wall so I settled for his face which seemed more sensitive I landed a left jab straight into his nose and an uppercut which caused him to fall off of me. I then rushed to his back and wrapped my arm around his neck,and started to apply pressure effectively placing him into a chokehold leaning back with all my weight it still didn't seem like enough to effect this monster but I could tell it was started to bother him when he started to swing his arms wildly around. That's when I noticed them his nails had become like claws which caused me to loosen up my grip a bit, which was enough for him to slash my left eye with 2 of his claws.

"You damn bastard wasn't being stronger than me enough for you, you had to make my left eye useless right now!" I shouted in anger

Blake laughed "you are the first to entertain me in a fight and even made me use some of my transformation you'll...!"

"Oh shut up you mutt, an eye for an eye!" I yell as I use my own nails to scratch over his right eye

Gasps of shock and surprise were heard from the spectator area. Then came the hushed whispers of how this human was and is monstrous than any of them. The pale lady looked at her husband with a wide smile as she kissed him and thanked him for this wonderful anniversary gift.

"What! What is this damn feeling I hate it! Is this pain?!" Thought Blake as he smiled crazily. He couldn't see through his right eye due to the blood that was flowing from the 3 cuts that his opponent had made.

"Be honored Y/n L/n you are the first person who has ever made me wolf out in a fight, your attacks have left a wound that will most certainly scar me, so be proud human. " stated Blake.

Those were the last words along with the gasps of shock and horror I heard as I blacked out.

"Huh! Where am I why can't I see?!? Help!" Is what you yelled out as you woke up suddenly

"Mr.L/n please calm down your in the hospital. I am doctor Sherman, I shall go and inform Ms.Weems of your awakening, and she can tell you the rest." Informed the doctor

"Ok, thank you doctor." I said while nodding my head.

"I see your awake now Mr.L/n, that fight of your was very intense to say the least. Anyways no matter how intense you still came in 4th place meaning you get all of the base perks of the scholarship which are payed tuition, payed lunch, and a $250 dollar room customization bonus. Along with an allowance of $20 per week as you came in 4th."

"Woah ok that sounds amazing in all honesty. I hate to change the subject so abruptly but I have some questions if you wouldn't mind answering them Ms.Weems."

"Of course Mr. L/n ask away."

"My eyes will I be blind? My internal damage how was that? I didn't damage Blake's eye did I? Was my family informed? How long was I out?"

"Yours eyes will be fine just some scarring over the left eye, they were pretty bad but we have some of the best doctors here and they were able to fix and place the bones where they need to be, you should be fully if not almost completely healed by now, his eye like yours only suffered some scarring, they were informed your mother was not happy but she said she would wait for your call as soon as you woke up and you have been out for a 29 days as of today. I would say very good healing time for all the damage you sustained and being only a human.

"I see, would you mind if I was to call my mother now?"

"Of course not, I'll dial her number for you and once your finished there'll be a nurse outside your door waiting to help you with those bandages."

"Ok thank you Ms.Weems"

"Oh man moms going to kill me for this."

"Hey mom how are you? Yes yes I'm fine I'm still alive and kicking. Yes it was very idiotic of me to fight with that guy, but in all fairness he didn't seem the most athletic or anything so I thought I had a chance. Either way I'm fine and I'll be discharged today and start school in 2 or 3 days. Yes mother I'll make sure to call you at least once a week. I love you too. Bye."

"Nurse I'm done on the phone if you could help me" I yelled as to get her attention

"Sir please do not yell we are in a hospital"

"Ah right sorry ma'am"

After a couple of minutes of having the bandages around my eyes removed the light blinded me. After 5 minutes or so of adjusting they brought me a walker to support myself, along with a change of clothes. After thanking the staff that helped me I made my way into a car with Ms.Weems.

"Man if school hasn't even started and it's already crazy how will the school year itself go." I thought to myself.

"Ah before I forget you will be sharing a room with Blake as he requested it himself as that was a perk of being the champion."  Ms.Weems said

"Picking a roommate was a perk no offense but sounds kind of lame." I responded

"No he could have had his own personal room as but he decided he would prefer a roommate and that roommate would happen to be you." She replied

"Oh." Was all I could think to say.

"We're here." Says Ms.Weems as we drive up to some giant rusted gates with the name of the academy on the top.

"Man you would think they'd try to keep the gate in nice shape." I thought as we passed the gate and pulled to the schools entrance.

"Your bags will be delivered tomorrow, and school will officially start in two days. If you have any questions no matter the subject please let me or any of the faculty know. Blake should be waiting to show you to your dorm."

"Ok thank you for the ride. " I said as I got out of the car.

"Of course. " responded Ms.Weems with a smile.

I saw Blake and started to walk towards him hand outstretched. "Hey man, how are you? No hard feelings right?"

"I am fine. Of course not, but I could ask the same of you Y/n." Blake said

"I'm great, I mean I made it into the school I wanted to, like you I see no need to have any hard feelings over that fight." I stated while smiling

"Heh, you truly are someone worth following behind. " He said with a smirk as he turned and walked away "come on now let me show you to our dorm."

"Yeah sounds good, wait what do you mean follow behind!? Answer me damn it!" I shouted as I ran behind him to catch up to him.

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Authors notes

This is my story, if your interested in reading ahead it’s already on Wattpad my account on there is rmedgg hope you enjoy. ill be making another post that will have the link to the book but I will be uploading the chapters onto here eventually

This is the first chapter of my first book, so please leave me some feedback both good and bad.

If you have any questions about anything just ask.

Some side notes: Y/n isn't aware that the outcasts the school is for is like "monsters" as he didn't read it he just saw outcasts and interpreted it as people who were bullied or just didn't fit in at normal schools.

I'm not to sure on if the who world knows of "outcasts" in the Wednesday verse but for the sake of my story they tend to stay northeast for the weather so in other states there more like urban legends.

[wrightingwithalex]

Listen.... Phoenix as a divorce lawyer we get with during the divorce procedure w our stinky ex husband

A/N: Pookie you're a genius I'm buying you coffee and Mars bars next time I see you. Writing this was so much fun!

DivorceLawyer!Phoenix Wright x GN!reader

Warnings: swearing, a bit spicy (heavily implied that they had sex, but I didn't write any explicit smut), alcohol, a bit angsty

Words: 1,776

P.S. I don't know anything about being a divorce lawyer, so if there's any misinformation, just ignore it or let me know so I can fix it!

Your life couldn't be any worse right now.

The man who you thought was the love of your life, your best friend, your ride or die, was playing you like a game.

15 affairs in 5 years.

You meant nothing to him.

You found out about this a few months ago. Your mind immediately went to divorce, but a big problem presented itself. You didn't have any concrete proof that he was unfaithful to you.

So, you spent these past few months gathering as many screenshots, videos, pictures, and profiles as you could, desperate to just get out of this relationship (if you can even call it that). Your husband had no idea what you were up to because you were very careful about your cover. You kept track of every meeting he had with his mistresses, every text he got from one of them while he was away from his phone, every phone call, and soon enough you had over 100 pieces of evidence to prove his unfaithfulness.

The first thing you did afterwards was confront your husband about it. You didn't yell or scream; you didn't insult him; you calmly stated why you wanted to divorce him and showed him only a bit of the evidence you had. To your surprise, he actually cried and yelled at you for it before desperately trying to take you back.

"Please, baby, I swear I won't do it again," he sobbed, clinging to your sleeve as he tried to pull you in for a hug. You pushed him away, taking at least 3 steps back before sighing.

"Liam, I really don't want to hear this right now. Just pack your shit and leave my house," you responded sternly, pointing towards the direction of your front door.

His pleading facade seemed to crack, but he didn't give up.

"C'mon, love, it was all a mistake, I promise! I don't know any of these women. I only care about you, Y/N," he pleaded, taking a step closer to you. You groaned as you tried to collect yourself.

"You clearly didn't care when you went screwing around behind my back. I don't have time for your excuses, so just shut the fuck up and get out," you spat.

Liam's pleading facade faltered, now replaced with an angry scowl. He grumbled something incoherent before grabbing some of his stuff and stomping to the door.

"Whatever, I was only using you for sex anyways," he hissed, slamming the door behind him, the loud noise making you flinch slightly.

His words hung in the air, and it made your heart feel heavy.

Is that really all I'm good for?

You quickly wiped the single tear that slid down your cheek, getting your head back in the game. This was no time to dwell on what a cheater has to say about you.

Here came the worst part. Divorce procedure.

Now, you needed a divorce lawyer to guide you through the procedure. Mostly because you had no idea how the process goes, but also because you needed extra emotional support to get you through this period of life.

And you really hit the bullseye.

You somehow managed to get a hold of Phoenix Wright, the best divorce lawyer in this district. When you first contacted him, you had little hope that he would take your case considering he's a very busy man. That's why you practically jumped when he agreed to it.

"Really? You'll do it?!" You gasped, holding your phone tightly next to your ear. You heard him chuckle on the other end of the line.

"Yes, please don't be so surprised. Actually, you're my first client in a while," he responded. You were taken aback by that considering he's the best out there, but you didn't comment on it.

"Thank you so much! Oh gosh, I'm going to pay you double, I swear," you sighed in relief, letting out a breathless chuckle. He laughed aloud at that.

"No, no, there's no need for that at all. Now, which date are you available so we can meet up and talk about your case?"

You began talking dates, and he gave you a quick run-down of how the procedure goes. Thankfully, you and your husband didn't have any children or shared assets, so this process should be rather painless and last shorter than divorces usually last. Phoenix was also glad to have an easy case after a while of not taking any.

However, what he didn't expect were his growing feelings towards you.

Of course, he'd never consciously act on these feelings. You were his client, and going through a divorce, for Christ's sake, the last thing you need is your own divorce lawyer professing his love to you.

But God, was it hard to suppress these feelings.

He caught himself caring about you in a way that blurred professional lines. He took you out to eat sometimes to make you feel better, bought you stuff, and even gave you a discount on his services. He felt guilty for even charging you for his services.

This was the worst period of your life, and yet, you were standing stronger than ever. That made Phoenix admire you more than words can describe, and that's what drew him towards you in the first place.

A few times (more than you'd like to admit), you'd end up crying in front of him because of the divorce, blabbering about how disgusted you were that Liam would do something like that to you, wondering what you did wrong to make him do this, calling yourself all kinds of names... Hearing you talk about your own self like that, your strong, beautiful, admirable self, made Phoenix's heart break as he held you.

Even though he wanted to just scoop you up and show you how real love looks like, knowing you'd grown accustomed to your husband's pathetic excuse of being a husband, he knew he couldn't, and that was eating him from the inside out.

This was hard for you especially.

Not only were you just starting your journey towards self-acceptance, but you also started falling in love with your own divorce lawyer. He made your heart skip in ways your soon-to-be ex-husband never did. However, you had to push these feelings away. At least until this procedure is over.

Surely you can wait that long, right?

One night, he'd had enough of listening to you talk smack about yourself and took you to a bar to distract you from the whole situation, at least for a few hours. The offer caught you off-guard, but you sure as hell weren't going to deny alcohol.

Hours felt like minutes, the sound of glasses clinking and laughter filled the air, and soon enough you were both drunk as hell, and the last ones in the bar along with the bartender.

"...aand then she, liike, called me a bitch for jus' speaking factss," you slurred as you giggled. He cackles in response.

"Wow. She's the bitch," he commented, taking the last swig of his drink.

The bartender who's been serving you drinks all night approached you.

"Hey folks, we close in a few minutes. I called you a cab, and it should be here soon. Stay safe, alright?" she said with a smile, wiping the inside of a glass.

"Huuuh? What time's it?" you asked, looking at her dumbfounded.

"It's 3 AM," she responded.

"Whaat?! 3 AM?!" you gasped, turning to look at Phoenix. "Didn't we get here at, like, 8?? Or was it 10... I dunno," you shrugged. He had the same confused look on his face.

"Dunno, don't care, let's go home," he slurred as he got up from the bar stool, nearly falling over from how dizzy the continuous Malibu shots made him. You wheezed as you saw him stumble, your drunk mind finding literally everything funny.

The rest of the night was a huge blur. You couldn't remember anything if your life depended on it.

You slowly roused from your sleep, the raging headache greeting you first thing in the morning.

"Owww... what the..." you whined, your eyes fluttering open as you sat up. Immediately, you felt different.

These bed sheets didn't feel like yours. More importantly, why did they feel so close...?

You look down at yourself.

You're completely naked.

"Oh my God!" you shout in surprise, instantly going to cover yourself. You look around the room, not recognizing your surroundings. A wave of panic washed over you.

You turn your head to the side, your eyes widening at who you saw sleeping shirtless next to you.

"Mr. Wright?!" you gasp in shock, your mind immediately connecting the dots.

Oh.

You drunkenly hooked up with your own divorce lawyer.

What the fuck.

Because of your shouting, it didn't take long for Phoenix to wake up. He looked just as confused as you were. You both got dressed before sitting down in his living room and talking about what exactly went down last night.

"So... What do we do about this now?" you asked, looking down at the ground. He sighed, rubbing his temples as he thought about what to say.

"I... I don't know. I mean, we both like each other, but I don't want to rush you into anything," he said softly. He saw the confused, almost worried expression on your face and took your hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. The touch made your heart flutter as you looked up from the ground, your eyes meeting his.

"The decision is up to you," he added. "If you want to wait until this procedure is over, that's completely fine by me."

A moment of silence was cast upon you two, his eyes searching yours as you weighed out the pros and cons of the situation until you spoke up.

"I want nothing more than to be with you right now and make it official, trust me. But I'm scared that somebody will find out and spread it around," you stated, concern in your voice.

"If you think it would be better to keep a low profile until this whole thing is over, that's completely fine," he agreed. Your concerned expression softened into a thankful smile, a smile that nearly took his breath away.

"Okay. Thank you," you said, making him chuckle bashfully.

"There's no need to thank me," he responded, brushing some of your hair behind your ear.

The rest of the procedure went smoothly, and only a month later you were officially divorced. 

It felt like a huge weight had been lifted off your shoulders, and you felt even more relieved with Phoenix by your side.

[natelawtism]

i love that autistic man so much PLEASE i will accept any and every nate headcanon you can give me

ASK AND YOU SHALL RECEIVE!!! here are some general Nate hcs

he sleeps like a CORPSE. Hands over his middle and everything. Flat on his back. Honestly I wouldn't put it past him to cross his arms in his sleep LMFAO

speaking of sleep, I think he actually has some rough sleep patterns. Not sleep SCHEDULE per se, since he 100% has a bedtime. But because of the fact he's always so alert and prepared, he wakes up often in the middle of the night. Most of the time it's just once, but if he's REALLY stressed it can be like 4 times in one night. Him and Everett are trying stuff to help him sleep better, since Eve's concerned about his best friend

He fidgets a lot! He prefers to have something for his hands to mess with when he works. This started as picking at his skin, and as a kid he'd have bandages on his hands because of it, but now he messes with small gadgets Eve/Rowan gifted him :3 (the first one he actually got from Mrs. Gray! Eve talked about his habit, and in her next gift she sent something for Nate to fidget with. He pretended like it was stupid but it actually helps)

We already know he doesn't like music much, so this also means that Rowan and Everett have 100% control of his aux cord (they both have very 2010s pop music taste, but Ro is more ke$ha pop/electro)

We all know he has an extensive necklace collection, but personally I think he also likes bracelets!!! He wears 2-3 at a time

He secretly cherishes things that are gifted to him from people he cares about. No matter what it is. Even when it's a stupid gag gift, he never throws a gift away

He actually ignores his parents texts. Even though it takes him YEARS to even begin to realize his parents neglected him, speaking to them still gave him an awkward and ugly pit in his stomach. So, whenever he gets a text, he ignores it with the excuse of being way too busy, then responds up to days later. It makes him feel too complicated to talk to them.

He loves being just in the presence of those close to him. A lot of the time he's at peace doing completely different things, just knowing they're there! (Parallel play for the win)

On the topic of him being autistic- he angry stims by flapping his hands! But in a motion similar to drying wet hands off, not flapping up and down. It's as if he's shaking off his bad feelings.

His happy stims are with his hands closed into fists. Either shaking them or doing small hops up and down on his heels. His happy stims are VERY minor movement because he doesn't want people to notice....

Hes the guy who ALWAYS has something on him. He believes you should always be prepared, so he has a whole mini first aid kit with him in his backpack

When he's older he needs reading glasses. He starts wearing them at like 26

His eyes are a tell-all to how he's feeling. Eyes are windows into his soul HARDCORE because he cannot mask his feelings for shit with them

[notastraykid]

Clean Up!

Chan x gn!reader (I hope? Sorry if I messed up somewhere.) Warnings: It’s just silly almost fluff. ‘Guys’ is used as a description of a collection of people rather than a gender. Also… this is very poopy joke centric. I am 100% immature with the jokes. I say I’m sorry but I’m really not. I have not sense/spell checked this. I'm not going to, neither so nyah-nyah. :P Word Count: 1671 You tightly held the black refuse back in your grip as Chan threw in a few more empty cans and plastic cups. The bag was now half full of litter from following your friend around the lounge.

It was stupid o’clock in the morning and the birthday party had finally broken up. Most people had left save the odd few who refused to believe it was finished or were too drunk to keep their eyes open and slept where they fell. Your ears buzzed at the now-odd silence. The way his arms flexed in his black shirt as he crushed another beer can made a hot flush creep up from your neck and you hoped it wasn’t too obvious you were staring. You could always blame the alcohol, anyway. You hadn’t had much but he didn’t need to be privy to that. “You know,” Chan said, as he tried to brush pretzel crumbs off the sofa and into his hands, failing miserably. He gave a self-defeated shrug and brushed them onto the floor. “…you didn’t have to stay and help. You were a guest, I was the host. Well, one of the hosts of this birthday party…” He narrowed his eyes a little as he looked around for his co-host, Felix. “Of course, clean up time and he's nowhere to be found. Well at least I have you!” Chan sat down where the pretzel crumbs just resided and patted the little space beside him. You perched on the edge of the sofa after moving a small pizza box onto your lap. Mmm. Pepperoni. Chan sighed and crossed his legs on the coffee table in front of him, closing his eyes. “I don’t mind,” you quietly responded, looking at the small pile of discarded paper plates with half eaten food, a smashed chocolate bar and what looked like half boiled egg next to his feet. The egg was in a puddle of what you hoped to be beer. “I like to be helpful. You know me.” You gingerly picked up the boiled egg and threw it in the black bag and sniffed your hand. Yep. Stale beer. “Mother Hen complex kicks in and I’m cleaning, offering people water and calling taxi’s for people… I’m just waiting on the day someone asks me to sign a note for school.” a half-hearted chuckle left your lips. You were always the sensible one of the friend group. Good ol’ reliable. Silence fell between the two of you for a moment and you wiped your hand on your thigh. You looked up at Chan who still had his eyes closed. A smile grew on his face, dimples deepening. “Dear Mr Anderson,” He said with a fake high-pitched voice as his hand dancing through the air as if writing a letter, “Please excuse Seungmin from swimming as he has a terrible case of the botty squirts and one simply cannot afford to drain yet another pool. It went everywhere! Kind regards, Seungmin’s Ma-ma.” A snort fell from your mouth causing you to drop the top of the black bag and cover your mouth. Eyes wide, you looked at Chan. One eye had opened to look at you and his grin widened. “I didn’t take you for a snorter! Haa! Of all the years we’ve known each other…” “Shut up it was an accident.” You could feel another blush creep up your neck. “Just caught me by surprise!” “Cuuttee. Okay. Okay.” Chan nodded to himself as he turned sideways to face you, one leg crossing under another. “Let’s see if I can get that to happen again.” Your eyes rolled and hoped your face wasn’t as red as it felt. “Why on earth… Listen. I don’t usually snort. It won’t happen again.” “It was cute and I like the challenge!” He paused, mouth turning into a thin line as he thought. “I can only think of poo jokes now.” Chan’s eyes closed into crescents, dimples deepening. “Mature. But go on!” You raised your eyebrows at him and nodded slightly, brushing past the fact he thought your snort was cute. How much had he had to drink? He seemed pretty with it when you were cleaning up.

“But! You won’t hear another snort from me.” You let your hand pick at the fabric on the sofa cushion by your leg to help ground yourself and distract yourself. Stop blushing for the love of… There was a slight intake of breath before Chan spoke, “By the way, did you know that diarrhoea is hereditary?” “Hmm.” You said, nodding once, smiling. “Yeah I heard it runs in your …genes...” You leant forward slightly in a challenge. “Next.” “Right Okay. How about the constipated maths professor? Yeah he worked it out with a pencil. No?... Hmm.” You waited for a few beats. Then a few more. You looked questioningly at Chan and wondered if he had fell asleep with his eyes open? “Cha-“ “Hm? Oh sorry.” Chan rubbed his face. “Blame the alcohol… My concentration… it’s like Seungmin’s diarrhoea… it’s all over the place.” Head dropped, eyes closed, you had to raise one finger to let him know that he was close��� close to a laugh and probably a snort. “Almost. Almost had me there.” “What’s the definition of a surprise?” Your head was still lowered, and you shook your head left to right once. Chan put a finger under your chin and lifted your head. You gazed met his own, eyes dancing with laughter. “A fart with a lump in it.” Forehead creased, you made a groaning sound as you kept your lips tight. He was not going to win. Chan knew. Just one more… One more joke or pun. He had no idea why but he had to get you to laugh. Be it the snort or an actual laugh, he didn’t care, but he had to hear you laugh again.  Of all the ways he knew to flirt with someone, why did he have to run with these kind of jokes and puns? He felt stupid but it seemed to be working. You were flushed and happy and Chan took that as progress. Chan leant closer still. You made a ‘mmm-mmm’ sound of denial, lips still forced closed gave a shake of your head. So pretty… you thought to yourself as you looked into his eyes. “Why did the baker’s hands stink?” He himself began to blush when he realised how close his face was to yours. His hand moved from below your chin to rest on your cheek. Your face relaxed and you were no longer holding your mouth together. You sucked in your lower lip a little, wondering if he wanted you to answer or not. Was this happening? Over these kind of jokes? He slowly moved his face closer still, a small quick lick of his lips had you feeling a flutter in your stomach, his eyes glittering before slowly blinking. A quick glimpse down to your own mouth then back up to your own eyes.

Your heart was beating so fast you were sure it was either going to give up and flatline with smoke emitting from your ears or explode out of your chest like something from a sci-fi movie. Time must have stopped because how else could you take this moment to admire the depth of his brown eyes, or count the faint freckles across his nose and cheeks? Them dimples up close were as deep as the ocean and them lips… You let out a little sigh. Closer still. Were you still breathing? You didn’t know. Could you see yourself reflected in his eyes? You wouldn’t know now; Chan had closed them and tilted his head so slightly. His breathe… gin? Orange juice??... invaded your senses. You’d always liked the smell of oranges. You closed your eyes and felt the ghost of his lips against yours. The butterflies in your stomach were about to start doing a conga. The sound of someone walking and the crinkling of paper made you both look up and Chan’s hand dropped from your cheek. Seungmin was hobbling past you both, streamers wrapped around one foot, dragging behind him as he walked. You looked at Chan, at Seungmin, back at Chan… Seungmin frowned and rubbed his face, causing a round of giggles from you both. “Whah??” He kicked his leg with the streamers attached. Chan giggled. “Seungminnie - My love for you is like diarrhea! I just can’t hold it in!” You tried to hide your face against Chans arm.

“Ah I don’t get you guys.” He rolled his eyes and tried to kick the streamers off his foot again, lost his balance ever so slightly and stumbled towards the hall leading to the bathroom. “Don’t be a party pooper!” Chan called. Seungmin threw his arms over his head in despair. “Let me know if you need more toilet paper!” You hollered as the door slammed shut. “And Happy Birthday!!” Another snort. Chan smiled with triumph, although it was your own which made your snort. He shook his head in an endearing way before pulling you back to his lips. Warm and soft, moving against your own, gently, and slowly. You tilted your head as your noses brushed ever so slightly. Your right arm dragged up his left, stopping at his neck, fingers curling against his hot skin. It was delicate and Chan definitely tasted of oranges. You felt him smile against your lips. “To answer your last...” You said to Chan as you broke apart, slightly breathless. You gave a little sigh and rested your forehead against Chans, not believing you were about to say this after your first kiss with him. “I know the answer. It’s because he kneaded a poo.”

Again, sorry not sorry about the poop jokes. I don't know why it went down that route but yeah. It's done now. If you got this far, you're also immature and I like you. You're my people.

[ratsoh-writes]

The next few months were chaotic. One day Sea's family was a powerful household name amongst Ebott, and the next thing they know is that a big chunk of their house merged with a medieval dragonic fortress.

Sea was enjoying the panic, it was fun watching her father grind his teeth as he offered a vagabond family a room to stay. It was an untold task that everyone there needed to accumulate brownie points to build a new reputation. She relished in the fact that her family was struggling to come to terms about not being the most powerful house anymore. And when they got wind of the biggest witch coven managed by the Grimm humans. Well, that was a nice blow to their pride.

And then... the talks started. Talks about bringing monsters to their family. New, younger and healthier monsters. The family could even begin a branch full of goat mages now, DRAKES, GOLEMS. They could become more powerful and influential than ever. The only thing left to do was to get rid of the old monsters in their basement.

.

"What about the others?"

"We can't bring them with us. It would be too risky. And besides, more mouths to feed, and a bigger target on our backs."

"... then..."

"You never worried about the others before the crash. Why now?"

"Now it's different, Sea. Now... monsters have a chance... we didn't have that back then..."

He kept staring at one of the photos Sea took of the outside. It showed a group of monsters, with three fire elementals, all laughing at a cat.

"Please. If we can't bring them with us, at least give them the chance to see the sky. Please..."

She didn't respond, she didn't promise him anything. But she would try. For him.

.

Her family started collecting Intel of anyone that they deemed useful or a threat. Starting with the new royal congress. Sea was tasked with finding anything of use, since even if the goat monsters had calmed down and appointed someone named Asgore as their head, their powers were not 100% consolidated. But she had to act fast.

It didn't take much time, two months to be exact. The easiest were the royals that had no experiences with curses and spells. It was easy to get four folders worth of info on those. She was particularly interested in Empress, since apparently she was the one trapped in her old Ebott. And man, that woman was crazy, specially with the torture methods she commanded her right hand man to do back when she was inside the mountain.

When she returned, she caught wind of how her father was on his way to dust the old monsters to make room for new ones. She panicked. She felt fear for the first time in years, fear for Herald's life.

She rushed to where his father was, stopping him right in front of the basement door. She used her report on Empress to forget about the basement. Any info on the royals was more important than the old monsters in the basement anyways. And it was not like they could run away now.

.

"-it wasn't that hard! Just two more dates and I am sure I will have that drake wrapped around my finger~"

Sea was in one of her weekly family meetings, only a handful of them were there. Together, around the grill.

"Keep up the good job and you will become the head of the new branch."

Three years. Three stressful years have passed. Her old plan was like a whistle in the wind now, gone. Shredded. Useless. The crash had proven to be a nuisance rather than an opportunity. Dam it.

She didn't feel like talking too much. Some cousins tried to start a conversation but she always dismissed them. She was stressed, void of any energy left now. She was running out of good excuses to prevent anyone from killing the monsters in the basement, and now that many of the members were already in relationships to drag monsters in...

It was just a matter of time...

She had to do something, and fast. Because she had caught wind that the royals wanted to pardon any crimes committed before the crash. And if that happened then... any dirt she had on them wouldn't matter. Because all of her family would just brush it off now, claiming that THAT was the past, and that all of them had a brighter future ahead of them. They were all in too high spirits.

.

"Fuckin' pieces of SHIT! Argh!"

She was currently walking in the "New Ebott" part of the island. She didn't care if she got weird looks, she just felt like destroying something now. There were a few abandoned buildings near where she was, perfect to let her anger take control.

She had previously made sure to keep her family and Oscar occupied with planning a dinner to invite some of the affluent people they had made alliances with. Herald will be safe for now.

And as for her, she still felt eyes on her back while walking. Weird, she even feels a little pang in her head, like all these times Oscar tried to read-

!!!!

She quickly locked eyes with the flayer monster that dared to try and read her mind. He tried to run but it was no use. She had pinned him to a wall and was already casting a curse on the bricks to shift and swallow the monster.

"You have 10 seconds to tell me who send you"

Mavericks first cameo!!!! Aaaaaa I’m so excited!!

Also aint no way she got intel on empress and coffee!! That hoe! If wine ever finds out there will be hell to pay

[razzlee-meow]

i'm going on a short break.

uhm. things have not been going well.

i will be taking a short break (maybe a week, or so?) to get my shit back together and start working on writing again.

and while i'm at it, i'm going to explain what happened under the cut. there are triggering themes in here so please take caution when reading this.

my adoptive dad and i are not on the best terms and i don't think we'll ever be able to live how we used to.

i was very sheltered growing up (so much so that i only recently learned how to use the stove and washer, and i'm turning 19 this year) and a lot of how i act and the way i respond to things is based off what my adoptive mother did to me, and what my adoptive father *didn't* do.

i never knew how to do anything, and was considered "spoiled" by a lot of people but i don't look at it that way. i mean, sure, i had everything i needed and more but the one thing i can say i never truly had:

parents.

my adoptive mom was sick. like, she couldn't walk, sick. oftentimes i had to do a lot of shit for her. my adoptive father was always working. he was never home and when he was home, he'd never talk to me and go straight to bed.

my (adoptive) mom was really abusive. mentally, physically, you name it. and a lot of people excused it because of her "poor health". it grew so bad that i had started cutting my entire arm up. (i think i had over 100 of them, i counted. i was so angry that night.) she was allowed to do things to me that my real mom would fucking kill her for. she also touched me inappropriately for three years.

(she also pinned me to the bed to do smth to my face for some reason? i was screaming for help but the other family members looked at me like i was crazy. the only one who believes me is my real mom. i love her.)

she also screamed at me for wanting a men's shirt. a full-black shirt with the pac-man board on the back of it. ....alright. (she said if she saw me wearing it at the time, she'd rip it off me and burn it. i was like, 13.)

i also say "was" because she's dead. and i hate to say it but good fucking riddance. oh but razz, it's not right to speak ill of the dead. she wasn't a good person when she was alive, she sure isn't when she's dead.

my father found out about me cutting and told me to basically suck it up. we never talked about it again although it continued to happen for 4 more years. (thankfully, i'm three years clean now. :thumbs up:)

when mom died, a lot of responsibility fell onto him. i was 15 when she died.

and he still treated me as if i didn't exist.

i was never important to him, never someone worth caring but his own children were. and i hate to fuckin say it, but if i was his own child, he'd pay more attention to me.

i've asked him for stuff that should've been taught to me. how to prepare myself for real life, how to do things that he can show me, but he's so obsessed with his reality ("money is everything") that he doesn't seem to notice. or maybe he does but doesn't care.

don't get me wrong, i love him. he's been a father figure to me all my life. but...

he's accused me of being a thief multiple times (i was not), told me that i needed to be put in a mental institution, and said that i was basically good for nothing. he also canceled my therapy appointments without telling me, and misgenders me constantly even though i remind him and remind him that i'm trans. (i've been out to him for two years, and out to my family for one.)

i know that he's old. (he's 70.) i know that he forgets things but goddamn it, he remembers all of my sister's shit. why can't i be special?! why am i the failure kid?!

i wish i could make up with him but lord knows i'm not forgiving him. i will fucking cut him off. i don't care if i'm in his will anymore. he pulled the same "you'll be sorry when i'm dead" shit my mother used to pull and to that i say "FUCK YOU".

that's the main story of everything. i could get into much worse (i've been through everything) but that's enough venting for me. sorry if i've made anyone uncomfortable.

[alanshee-keeper-of-realms]

Hey man, please log off. Go take a break. If you're invoking your last will and testament over an argument, something has gone horribly wrong.

No, I only said that because it is the truth if you don't know anything about me

Hi my name is Alanshee and I have a shit ton of chronic illness, I'm an Ambulatory Wheelchair User

Elhers Danlos Hypermobile Type

Long Covid

Dysautonomia

Absence Seizures

To name a few, over the last year I have lost close to 30 lbs and grow sicker by the day, I'm most likely going to pass young. I've come to accept this,

I did legitimately choose Diisdoodles to take care of the Borg Siblings, I may be upset at that Monday, but I have security in the fact that they'd have a possible home with their creator gone.

I never posted anything other than that post with the art and Photos, I guess that warrants me getting slandered hard-core,

I wish they'd show me where I've harassed them over the last year, cause after the last Summer it was silent, when all three Yasur, Though.she.be.little and Diisdoodles blocked me, they still have me blocked. This was my last message to Yasur in fact

You can ask my partners I do need clarification @kaipaya , I also switch accounts due to a Tumblr glitch that happens with messages.

I was 100% looking for Clarification.

Go and look at the others post because right now emotionally I won't say what I'm thinking because I'll be accused of something else

I was raised with narcissistic parent I was taught over explaining and defending yourself is how you got out of trouble well look at the trouble I'm in.

Now nobody getting my tone right nobody even caring about the damage they've done just laughing at me like they've always done since I was 13 years old sitting outside the popular girl's house because I had no way home yet she had invited me over as a joke,

No matter how much I explain it and say I know that there is no excuse everybody says no you're lying. Like they know my own head my own thoughts,

Cause God damn I didn't think art and a photo would warrant this much anger and aggression

There's so much about Diisdoodles personal details I could tell but again I won't

But just like the Salem witch trials there will be no justice on this they'll believe the more popular creator while I'm left to be crushed underneath the 400 lb stone and they take off with a project that I have been working on for 7 years,

Like I said I vented in a public server so what they're talking about in that first message is only part of what they sent that Monday

I guess I don't have permission to vent in a server a public server no less because to them that's talking behind their back even though they have every vent channel in their own servers banned fun fact because they can't handle venting,

I never once asked for people to respond to those vents, yet I received that on Monday after they asked to separate I did everything I was supposed to I left them alone and they turn around with that,

[omori-aus-archive]

The Real Me

Heyo. This is a mini-fic based on the Reigen Confession scene from Mob Psycho 100. This is basically an alternate take on the Good and Bad Endings.

Special thanks to @some-mari-thoughts/@ksenya-and-the-artistic-cucumber and @sapgoon for giving me the confidence to do this thing. Enjoy.

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Mari sat at the edge of Sunny's hospital bed, giving her brother a sad expression, before letting out a shaky sigh.

How did things come to this....? WHY did they turn out like this....?

She tried her damnedest to help her brother and Basil overcome what happened to her, but.... They ended up fighting....! They could have killed themselves or each other!

The dead girl felt like she was failing her brother and their friends.... Again. Just like she almost did when Sunny nearly drowned. Just like she did when she failed to notice that Sunny simply wanted to spend time with her.

Mari let out a quiet sob, whispering apology after apology.

As far as she was concerned, she had no excuses for letting her perfectionism taking control in those days.

God, she hated what she was like back then....

She turned towards Sunny, before holding his hand as she slept beside him.

She tried her damnedest to help her brother. And now....all she could do was wait.

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Eventually, Mari woke up, only to notice that her brother was missing from the hospital room. Quickly, she got to her feet and rushed out of the room.

In hopes that Sunny decided to tell the truth, she went to Basil's room.... Only to find that the blonde was still unconscious....with only Hero, Aubrey, and Kel by his side.

The dead girl then went back into the hallway in confusion, before turning at the sound of the loud creek of a door.

There, to her shock, she would find Sunny going through a door that lead towards the rooftop.

Shock turned into worry, which then turned to fear as she followed the boy. Mari knew exactly what the boy was planning to do.

And she had strong suspicions that Sunny was not in control.

....

....

Eventually, the dead girl caught up with her brother, witnessing him slowly head towards the edge of the roof.

Mari quickly looked around, before noticing supplies that she assumed were left by the window cleaners.

She immediately took a hold of a squeegee, before standing in front her brother and using it to keep him from going forward.

Judging by the blank look in his eyes, Mari was certain that Omori was in the pilot's seat right now, meaning her attempts to help Sunny would prove to be very challenging.

"Sunny!" Mari called out. "Little brother, please don't do this! Basil and Mom still need you! Our friends need you!"

Much to her surprise, Omori responded, "They won't forgive him. He, his mother, and your friends loved you. And he killed you."

"YOU loved him and he killed you." He said with a steely gaze, slowly pushing the squeegee back. "He should just die."

....

....

Those four words were like a knife stabbing Mari directly in the heart.

The boy pushed again, bringing up memories of the accident....and the argument that she dreaded and regretted for four long years....

An argument that she could have prevented if she didn't let her perfectionism take control that day....or that month. Or year.

Then an idea popped in the dead girl's mind.

It was risky, but there was one last thing she COULD do to save her brother.

"The truth then...." She whispered, catching Omori's attention. He stepped back, before asking, "Truth....?"

Mari nodded, "Please hear me, Sunny.... The truth is....I.... I wasn't...." A lump formed in the throat, which she forced down with a swallow.

Finally with tears forming in her eyes, she desperately shouted, "I am NOT perfect! I wasn't and NEVER will be!"

There was silence as the boy's lone working eye widened in shock, before he froze, arms going limp. Mari dropped the squeegee, before giving a shaky sigh.

Sunny and Omori had been split once more. Unable to control the body as they just looked at Mari and listened.

"I'm not perfect. I was never perfect. Right from the start...." She said, a few tears running down her face.

All she received was a silent stare. Obviously, both Sunny and Omori were not expecting the dead girl to say this.

Mari eventually settled down enough to continue speaking, "You remember what Dad was like. Strict. Demanding. Probably a believer of the tough love shit...."

"He treated me like I was some sort of golden child...." The dead girl explained quietly. "Pressuring you and I to be perfect. For our "own good"...."

She then sighed, "I guess that's how I got my perfectionist attitude when we were younger." "Since then, until I....died....I was trying to be perfect, believing that it'd be for our benefit." She added.

She then lowered her head with a sad expression, "But the truth is....all that attitude has done is cause more harm than good, without me realizing it."

Her brother's expression saddened as well, remembering every rare moment that Mari's perfectionism showed its ugly mug.

"And....that's the real me...." Mari stated, looking up at Sunny in the eye as she gave an apologetic expression. "I'm sorry I had the gull to call myself your sister.... And the gull to make everything perfect...."

She then held her brother's shoulders, "But please listen to me a little longer." "What you're going through doesn't make you different, Sunny. We ALL have another side." The dead girl explained.

The dead girl gave a sad smile, "It'd....be too much to ask you not to worry, but it's natural to be concerned. Everyone feels that way."

"I know it's obvious, but just our secret....I HATE the side of me that desired perfection." She explained.

She then sighed, "Basically, what I'm trying to get at is.... Well...." "You and I are fine. Just as we are." Mari said with an honest smile, gently rubbing the boy's shoulder in reassurance.

"You don't need me or anyone else to help you with accepting yourself, the truth, or anything else." She said with confidence. "You got this! All it takes is the courage to do so. You have that in spades."

"I know you can handle this easily." Mari said, her smile brimming with hope and confidence. "You're my little brother, Sunny. You're the one who helped me in my darkest times."

....

....

In the darkest parts of his mind, Sunny called out to Omori, "You heard what she said.... Are you ready?" "Are you actually going to accept this? This truth?" His doppelganger asked, receiving a hum in return.

"Yeah. But it's....more than just that. I want you and I to accept each other too." The boy explained hesitantly, choosing his words cautiously. "We're....two halves of a whole, essentially. I think it's time....to go back to how we were before."

Omori shook his head in concern, "No.... No! W-We don't know how everything will turn out....!" "You're right. But I have faith that the others will understand...." Sunny said, before giving a sad sigh.

"Even if it takes months or years...." He added somberly.

The black nothingness around the lookalikes slowly transitioned to white as Sunny stood in front of Omori, before holding out his hand. He then gave a hopeful smile, "Let's try it. For Mari."

Omori took a heavy swallow, before reluctantly taking Sunny's hand.

....

....

Mari stared at her brother anxiously. It had been a few minutes now.

Did she screw up again? By being honest with her views on herself?

The boy then blinked, catching the dead girl's attention. "Sunny....?" She whispered, watching the boy look up at her.

Tears formed in Sunny's good eye, before whispering, "I'm sorry...." "I'm so sorry...." He whispered, before Mari hugged him. Well, as best she could as a ghost anyway....

"You know....that I have forgiven you from the get-go, right....?" She asked, receiving a small nod. "Please be honest. Do you forgive me....?"

The boy nodded again, taking deep breaths to calm his tears. He honestly didn't think he should be forgiven.... Though a part of him felt like Mari felt the same about herself.

....

....

A part of him felt like she believed herself to not deserve forgiveness.

Some time passed by quietly as Mari just whispered words of forgiveness and unconditional love to her brother.

Eventually, the boy settled down enough to speak again, wiping his tears with a sniffle. "I missed you...." He whispered. Mari attempted to hug her brother again with a sad expression, "I missed you too, sunshine."

She then pulled back, attempting to hold her brother's hand, "Are you ready? To tell them the truth?" "No." The boy admitted, taking a heavy sigh. "But I....don't have a choice...."

Mari gave a remorseful nod, attempting to give a reassuring smile. "Whatever happens....I'll be by your side. Okay?" Sunny gave a small nod, before asking, "Will you be there for me....? When I tell them?"

"I'll always be here for you." The dead girl whispered with a firm nod.

A few moments of silence passed, before Sunny took a deep breath as he walked back down into the building. Mari guided him to Basil's room, before going into the room.

The blonde was still unconscious, while Hero, Kel, and Aubrey looked at Sunny in shock and concern.

Mari wrapped her arms around her brother, "I'm not going anywhere." The boy gave a shaky breath, before looking at the trio and saying with a sad tone.

"I have something to tell you...."

[hyperlexichypatia]

A. People are using "smut" and "YA" interchangeably for some reason? No. YA books are not smutty. "A Court of Thorns and Roses" is usually the outermost edge case of how smutty a YA book can get away with being. If you browse your local library's YA section (assuming you're still allowed to), you'll find some references to "sleeping together," some "making love" in the more florid books, but not a lot of throbbing members.

2. There is absolutely no indication that the booktok'er being mocked "can't" read books in third person, or that they find third-person books too challenging. This is 100% being projected onto them. They have a preference for first-person narration. I prefer third-person limited, myself, but I'm capable of reading other narration types. I've even enjoyed exactly one second-person book. This person is not saying anything about their "reading level," only their preferences.

2a. Is "First-person POV books are 'easy'/'fluffy' and third-person books are 'hard'/'serious'" even a widespread idea? Where would that even come from??

III. "[19-23 year olds] are college students... They should be reading challenging adult books. That is the age at which you read Faulkner and Pynchon" is just... wildly out of touch? Not only that all 19-23 year olds are college students, but they're specifically liberal arts college students and/or English majors? That is a life choice, not a developmental stage. Anyway, the correct answer to "What should 19-23 year olds read?" is "Whatever they want," and incidentally, that's also the correct answer to "What should 7 year olds read?" and "What should 70 year olds read?" Mind you, I didn't read YA books when I was 19-23. I mostly didn't read YA books when I was the target age of 12-18, either. I read Serious Adult Books so that I would be taken seriously. It wasn't until I was older, and less at risk of infantilization, that I could start enjoying things like YA books, and comics, and cartoons, and floral-print dresses, without fear that my interest in these things would be used as an excuse to take away my dignity.

Four. While there's no reason to believe it's the case here, there actually are adults who read at a below-average level, and they deserve fun books too. In the community where I work, 27% of adults read below a third-grade level. It's actually great that publishers are making books for adults who struggle with reading! Not only because everyone deserves enjoyable, engaging books at their level, but because, as it turns out, giving struggling readers engaging books at their level is shockingly a more effective strategy for improving reading skills than other, time-tested strategies such as the "calling them stupid and immature" or "making them embarrassed to ask for help" methods.

Cinco. I could point out that shaming people for their reading level, or equating reading level with "maturity" or "willingness to think" is actually really ableist, and I'm sure y'all would respond with some combination of "Of course I'm not talking about Truly Disabled people" and "Even if you're Truly Disabled, you're still obligated to make an effort to improve," both of which would be missing the point that moralizing a skill level is inherently inextricable from ableism.

ζ. Recreational reading is a morally neutral activity. While it's commonly believed that reading boosts empathy, if it were that simple, societies with higher literacy rates should be vastly more empathetic than societies with lower literacy rates, and a quick glance at Early Modern Europe, where mass literacy really took off, should disprove that idea. Shout-out to the hosts of the Witch Please podcast who completely blew my mind by pointing out this glaring flaw in the "reading boosts empathy" theory.

Finally. If you like one type of book and want to branch out, there are resources you can get recommendations from! Literature Map lets you input an author you like and get similar authors. NoveList is a library service that lets you search by genre, setting, style, anything you want. Or just ask at your local public library!

[the-firebird69]

Couple more things they're at my husband all the time non-stop every excuse in the book laying it on there I don't think it's a good thing I really don't we cannot put our faith in them or trust and we have to look at saturation level it doesn't sound right what the saying it's really bad and evil and constant from all of them

Hera

It's pretty thick isn't it too thick you start doing that for years now and we do the proper assessments and we will fill you in and we know even in the dark a little bit but you were running something and you'll see it's humongous and it went perfectly his comments were really outrageous and did a lot of damage to them and yours too some of you are out of the park even compared to his so since I it's coming up in just a few weeks but results will be seen today and until the 3 weeks are up really we have some more information they are down almost another percent by the end of the day it will be a percent we left off percent higher than the following

Minority morlock 7.4% pseudo empire 5.4% minority morlock 28% miscellaneous 1.2%, there's a further drop coming minority warlock will be down to 27.6% headed up it's 41.3% and they're dropping steadily 1% today there's still a humongous number of them and you wonder what's going to happen and Titan is not a huge war or the other three it will happen when they try to steal ships Tommy have and all of them will gang up on him the pseudo empire and the Macklemore lock and minority morlock and it will spell the end for some of them mostly Macklemore lock and a big chunk of the pseudo empire they go around and say they're fine and they seem to think they're doomed and they are seeking recompense and shelter and all sorts of stuff they get their butt speed in but this is a cycle that's beginning. Right now we have an action that's planned they're going to attack in the Western hemisphere the bunkers everywhere of the pseudo empire including the mainland areas and islands and there are also attacking the regular topside bases and 100% of them and they're 50% out still and they're also going after laser basis they had them down a quarter now they're going to try and get them down to a half operational there's a few other things that they're doing the morlocks are attacking them in situ and they're not back in town because when they do they get hit and they get taken they're also doing that to take the entire fleet as they plan to and they're bothering her son their side none of his mouth and he says I won't Back you and I won't support you I know you're trying to take The fleets it's kind of your plan and I already talked about it with your head guy Ryan so they go talk to him when he says yeah I told you that and we'll go over it. That's going to happen and they'll seek all of their ships and they do gain a ton of them by the way it becomes a war they also lose track of things yes I may kind of get kicked out of Florida right now there's an evacuation

And Hera wants to add some

See I'm sitting on that thing and this aunt's everywhere but he has to sit down so I just need a little help with it and it's good and we need to get going on stuff like this Aunt problem he's moving and we need to get going on good she gets bit also there's several other concerns people are eyeballing him and badly for not doing a Taz and we're behind and there's too many we only say it and I can't stand it we have to keep up with it I'm asking people to respond I do appreciate it and thank you..

And that was her please that was Hera so please I'll be attentive and let's meet then we'll meet with her she will explain it and would be good and he's wanted to be there since that's okay I think she says so we're getting something what's the helper if you need after he says and she says good that's good to hear so she likes it and here's it too it's like this real sport we're in laughing a little bit so here we go we have our announcements they're pretty big and we're going to get to it

-there's a lot fishy people wandering around him saying dumb things requesting stupid things and we never handed to him never give it to him and they end up a mess in pieces and they can't follow it

-it's a couple other things too going on don't want to be young stupid things like that so they're watching what they're doing keeping track of them and yeah they're evil

-another news is a lot of snooping people constantly and it's not their business and they make a note that they're doing it and all this dumb s***

-along with the large battle for me up north which probably we will take another 1% of pseudo empire and morlock combined tonight and tomorrow morning there are other battles that are shaping up several of them are pretty big one of them is between bja and Trump it's gotten wicked and it's heated up and Trump is on his way out there are several indicators but mainly the stashes and caches issue has destroyed him almost utterly he is now a small percentage they have roughly 28% left and bja is about 23.5% of it so he's 6.5% and that's not very big but that's huge out of the world's population but out of that number about 4% will be on the island shortly which leaves only 3.5% and it's going to be hurting thankfully boy what it is. What a nuisance. There's more in the news

-there are a lot of things happening and the news is getting pretty hefty and it is finally where they said it was sort of it's nowhere near as hefty but they went through a period where they lost about 30% of their people.? It was like this but it was a huge amount and now it's smaller amounts for consistent and we understand the pattern and we know what they think it sounds and seems like before so they continue and we know they don't have much of a choice but they seem to

-does other things going on right now and in his area in Port Charlotte they're issuing warrants on each other like madness and punta Gorda and it's really disgusting behavior and they're going in a circle hitting each other and it's gross we have time to say we moved in a lot but we have to keep going

-there are other things happening around the world we have increased construction over the numbers we had which were kind of abysmal it was I believe 30% only 2 days ago it's up to 38% housing starts commercial buildings industrial across the board housing starts is in the lead usually it is an industry has to follow they say but they're up about 40%, it's not much more which is good will you all know it's good and then we have a factories factories are up about 1,300% and that is over last night's which is not that much but it is a lot we expect to be up a few more 100% very soon and I don't want to give inaccurate reporting.

-here's another aspect to this these people are very rude they said someone grew up as wolves in the apartment some hassle goes by jamming the music we can't speak and he's riding a wolf these people are actually retarded people and they're not safe and he's a spoiled loser that guy riding around with the music this is terrible

-we have more good news but we increase by 300% possibly tonight with the factories now we have to make sure they're secure and operational we don't have any major glitches there's going to be a massive surge after that in the perimeter is trying to build we are building things for the perimeter all over the world but we need stuff too we are pushing up to right at the bump down only 10 miles south of it on the east side of the river it's like four miles and so if that's very small and that would take only a few hours but the bump down in there is not going away and they don't intend to they say but they will and that will be this week and that will close out the Midwest mostly because the cities are now evacuating there's going to be only 15 left after tonight some are large summer medium some are small and then by the end of the week only 10 and the old window down the next week to zero actually none of these people intend to stay there and we'll move the manufacturing cuz we have to and most likely recycle the place it's not much work no it's a ton of work and dangerous

-parts of the upper Midwest or faltering but there's still a major war and there's still a lot of area to fight over as is the tundra areas and Northern Europe

-the time frame for them to try and get the operational laser just saying is when Venus is around behind the Sun cuz they intend to do no harm and they're starting now with hopes of being early or late and they are positioning and it looks like Trump will go there first and he sets up a computer the one that was there is destroyed in the main laser bank and he's up there now and he's constantly sending stuff he's almost out of ships and people think they're having him build it when he has secret supplies of ships and a fleet it's probably 2000 Stone chips that are 1,000 miles and those packable up he's got like five 10,000 and some ridiculous number of 500 20,000 or something and they're all very powerful the stone chips it is the Warhammer class Armada and do you see them may call them the imperium that is them but it's also on BF actually everybody has the same type they're built by George senior and he took them and our son says well and they're not the class of Tommy f they're a little bit above but Tommy f has monsters some of those are coming out and it looks like they fight each other but Tommy f wins and probably takes those shifts over and they'll fight the empire and severely weaken them and that would be the show that's going to start happening and we're working our way towards June 4th but Trump is up there now and in order for Tommy f to have a functioning laser he needs probably at least a month we calculate for that one laser and he really wants to have more than that so he needs probably a month and a half so he's fighting like hell to get up there and yeah we have people flying overhead and they're doing it illegally and they get arrested. I know who it is it is Trump and he is going to be arrested when he lands so we're going to publish

Thor Freya

Olympus

It's going to publish this stuff's important but the freak has to get off him

Hera

Yeah we see he wants to go sit in this resort but okay

[cattarattat]

Anyone who votes for Trump in the 2024 Presidential Election--after his Jan. 6th. preview dictatorship attempt--ought to be fully aware that they will be simultaneously voting for the transition of American Democracy into American Dictatorship.

When they are suddenly living in 'The Handmaid's Tale' or '1984' version of America where their and everyone else's CIVIL RIGHTS slowly or quickly dwindle away.

They don't get to act 'surprised' after the fact. They've been warned.

Neither is delusional extremist MAGA cultism an excuse.

Worth noting, the 100% corrupt monopolied corporate bought-and-paid-for Republican Party of politicians are already planning to plant a Democratic-Party-similar third-party into the 2024 presidential election to drought/split the available Democratic Party citizen votes away from the nominated Democratic Party presidential runner.

A dirty pool equivalent in order to put a Republican Party politician behind the presidency desk in 2024!

This same corrupt Republican Party of politicians will inevitably select Trump as their presidential nomination as he carries the majority of Republican Party citizen votes--their best shot at somewhat legitimately winning an election--even though the actual American Constitution states any insurrection attempts automatically disqualifies the same individual (i.e. Trump) from running for political office ever again in order to protect American democracy.

This is the political reality of the coming 2024 American presidential election, folks!

Not just a pipe dream of a few extremists.

(Think Germany's Adolf Hitler, if you need a real-life visually equivalent national outcome example of what Trump in power might be like.

Furthermore, America is currently the worldwide leader militarily. So not even a combination of exterior countries would be able to successfully aid us in the same way the American military aided European countries against a Nazi occupied Germany.)

Americans NATIONWIDE--whether identifying Republican, Democrat, or Independent--should be SERIOUSLY worried about this.

PLEASE take the initiative NOW to contact your state's congressmen/congresswomen with regularity to DEMAND treasonous Trump be REMOVED from the 2024 presidential ballot IN EVERY STATE based on Constitutional Law. Alert friends & family in other states to do the same.

The future of our American democracy as well as upholding the integrity of our American Constitution as a whole depends upon it!

"'This is what authoritarians do. This is what fascists do,' historian says, warning to take Trump threat seriously…

Former President Donald Trump said while campaigning in Iowa this year that he was kept from using the military to quell violence in primarily Democratic cities and states during his presidency. The 2024 Republican primary frontrunner called New York City and Chicago 'crime dens,' telling his audience, 'The next time, I’m not waiting. One of the things I did was let them run it and we’re going to show how bad a job they do,' he said. 'Well, we did that. We don’t have to wait any longer.'

The former president has not precisely explained how he plans to employ the military during a potential second term, though he and his advisors have suggested they would have a far reach to call its units. While regularly deploying the military within the nation's borders would depart from precedent, Trump has already foreshadowed his aggressive agenda if he wins, including mass deportations and travel bans imposed on certain Muslim-majority countries, the Associated Press reports.

A law crafted early in the nation's history would give the former president — as commander in chief — almost unbridled power to call upon the military, legal and military experts told the AP.

The Insurrection Act authorizes presidents to summon reserve or active-duty military units to respond to unrest in the states, a power that is not reviewable by the courts. One of its few limitations requires the president to request that participants in the unrest disperse.

'The principal constraint on the president’s use of the Insurrection Act is basically political, that presidents don’t want to be the guy who sent tanks rolling down Main Street,' Joseph Nunn, a national security expert with the Brennan Center for Justice, told the AP. 'There’s not much really in the law to stay the president’s hand.'

'Nightmare scenario': Legal scholars alarmed over Trump's 'plot to abuse his power' for revenge Nunn said the act, which passed in 1792, just four years after the Constitution was ratified, is now a fusion of different statutes enacted between then and the 1870s, a moment when local law enforcement had few restrictions.

'It is a law that in many ways was created for a country that doesn’t exist anymore,' he added.

It's also one of the most significant exceptions to the Posse Comitatus Act, which generally bars the use of the military for purposes of law enforcement.

Trump has openly voiced his plans around using the military at the southern border and in cities struggling with violent crime if he wins the presidency. His agenda has also included employing the military against foreign drug cartels, a measure echoed by fellow Republican candidates Florida Gov. Ron DeSantis and Nikki Haley, the former U.N. ambassador and South Carolina governor. Those threats have prompted questions about presidential power, the meaning of military oaths, and who Trump could appoint to further his plan.

He's already floated the idea of bringing back retired Army Lt. Gen. Michael Flynn, who served briefly as the national security advisor in the Trump administration and twice pleaded guilty to lying to the FBI during its Russian interference probe before being pardoned by Trump. In the wake of the 2020 election, Flynn suggested that Trump could snatch up voting machines and order the military in some states to aid in rerunning the election.

Attempts to invoke the Insurrection Act would likely garner pushback from the Pentagon where the new Joint Chiefs of Staff is Gen. Charles Q. Brown. Brown was among eight members of the group who signed a memo to military personnel in the aftermath of the Jan. 6, 2021, Capitol attack emphasizing the oaths they took and called the day's attempts to stop the certification President Joe Biden's electoral victory 'sedition and insurrection.'

Throughout history, presidents have issued 40 total proclamations invoking the law, some of which were done multiple times for the same discord, Nunn told the AP. Lyndon Johnson invoked it three times — in Baltimore, Chicago and Washington — in response to the civil unrest in cities following the 1968 assassination of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Dwight Eisenhower sent the 101st Airborne to Little Rock, Arkansas, to protect Black students who were integrating Central High School after the state's governor called the National Guard to prevent them from doing so.

George H.W. Bush was the last president to invoke the act in response to the 1992 Los Angeles riots that followed the acquittal of white police officers who beat Black motorist Rodney King in a videotaped incident.

Repeated attempts from Trump to invoke the act could apply undue pressure on military leaders, who could face consequences for their actions even if carried out at the president's behest.

Michael O'Hanlon, the director of research in foreign policy at the Brookings Institution think tank, told the AP that the question is whether the military is being imaginative enough with the scenarios it presents to future officers. Ambiguity is not something military personnel are comfortable with, he said.

'There are a lot of institutional checks and balances in our country that are pretty well-developed legally, and it’ll make it hard for a president to just do something randomly out of the blue,' O’Hanlon, who specializes in U.S. defense strategy and the use of military force, told the outlet. 'But Trump is good at developing a semi-logical train of thought that might lead to a place where there’s enough mayhem, there’s enough violence and legal murkiness' to summon the military.

Rep. Pat Ryan, D-N.Y., the first graduate of the U.S. Military Academy to represent the congressional district that includes West Point, told the AP that he took the oath three times while attending the school and additional times during his time in the military. He added that classes extended much focus on an officer's responsibilities to the Constitution and the people under their command.

'They really hammer into us the seriousness of the oath and who it was to, and who it wasn’t to,' Ryan said, adding that he believed it was universally understood, but the Capitol attack 'was deeply disturbing and a wakeup call for me.'

While those connections were troubling — several veterans and active-duty personnel were charged with crimes in connection to the riot — Ryan said he thinks those who feel similarly to the rioters make up a small percentage of the military.

A military officer is also not forced to follow 'unlawful orders,' William Banks, a Syracuse University law professor and national security law expert, told the AP. Forcing an officer could drum up a difficult situation for leaders whose units are called on for domestic policing since they can be charged for carrying out unlawful actions.

'But there is a big thumb on the scale in favor of the president’s interpretation of whether the order is lawful,' Banks said. 'You’d have a really big row to hoe and you would have a big fuss inside the military if you chose not to follow a presidential order.'

'Members of the military are legally obliged to disobey an unlawful order. At the same time, that is a lot to ask of the military because they are also obliged to obey orders,' he told the AP. 'And the punishment for disobeying an order that turns out to be lawful is your career is over, and you may well be going to jail for a very long time. The stakes for them are extraordinarily high.'

During an MSNBC appearance, NBC News presidential historian and author Michael Beschloss urged Americans to take Trump's voiced plans to invoke the law should he win in 2024 'seriously' recalling how some Americans following Trump's 2016 victory said his campaign comments about violence and presidential powers were 'just bluster' and that the former president was really a 'moderate who loves to make deals.'

'Remember that? That was all totally wrong,' Beschloss warned per HuffPost. 'Take him at his word.'

He went on to note that Trump has said he'd use the military, unlike his predecessors, to 'suppress his domestic opponents' and referenced evidence from the House Jan. 6 Committee's probe that pointed to how frequently Trump 'was aching to use the Insurrection Act to send in the American military into a city or a state to crush the opposition.'

'This is what authoritarians do. This is what fascists do,' Beschloss insisted.

He later expressed surprise that the 2024 GOP primary frontrunner and his allies had been so open with their agenda, arguing the move was likely not in his best interest 'because if he wants to get elected next year, it probably makes more sense to him to pretend to be someone who’s more moderated.'

Beschloss then noted that, even with several of Trump's allies threatening to resign in the aftermath of the 2020 election if he invoked the law or abused his presidential power, the former president continued at rallies to hint at his authority to use the law.

'If you elect Donald Trump, we're going to incur the serious danger that all of us Americans are going to be living under a presidential dictatorship,' Beschloss concluded. 'That's not what our founders intended.'"

[nityarawal]

8/21/23

Morning Songs

Spin Dr. - He Felt So Used

Called Judge Davis

Got Hung Up On

What's New

#FreeBritney 

Another Recording

Got Your Messages

Said The Bitchy Clerk

With An Uptight

Deputy

Constipated At Her Side

What's New

Butch

Then Why Aren't You Responding

She Hung Up

Says She'll Present

My Transcripts

To The Judge

Sitting Tight

What About Us

Our Recordings

Victim Reports

Full Disclosure

Real Estate Law

And A Servant

Who Serves

At Courts

What About Us

That's Not How Iran

My Business

Minds Business

Here

What About US

And Our Fair Speedy Trials

Dissolutions

My Dears

In Tehrangeles 

We Know How You Got Sucked

Into Gay Atty Mind

Games

How Gross For You

And Me

To Be Covered In Bugs

Spun By Dr. Bug

Not Know How To Clean

Or Cook My Dear

So You Kidnap

Lotsa Cinderellas'

#FreeBritneys

Stirling Handlers

Got Your Numbers

And We Called

And Called

All The Courthouses

From San Diego

To Malibu

Riverside

Angelinos

But They're Bitchy

Butchy

Wasps

Just Keep

Giving Us Lip Service

They Never Do

Their Jobs

On Holiday

On Bribes

Courts In The Dark

Lahaina Attys

Relocated

To Palm Springs

Please Don't Rape Us

Are You Going To Bully

Us Into More

Probates

Murders

For Real Estate Ponzi Schemes

Bank Fraud

Molesting Mommy

And Me

Hurricane Hilary

Floods

Another Gay Oasis

Rivers Galore

Gays Having Fun

Under Palm Trees

Swimming In August 

Like The 

Rain Whisperer

Who Settled

In San Diego

Over 100 Years

Ago

My Waterfalls

Are Flowing

I Couldn't Go

Mother Nature

Has Me In Her

Bosom In California 

Like My Kids

Imagine

Mine

Mother Maui

Burned Out

Her 3rd Eye

They Tried To Clog Mine

Brainwash Mamma Maui

Out Of Me

As I Paced 

Around Institutionalism Hell

Restless Legs

Mother Maui

Says No More

PTSD

Fire In Her Heart

Estranged Loved Ones

No More Dr's

Oprah

Held In Conservatorships

Pretending To Be

Knowledgeable Providers

IEHP

Charlatans Dr's

That's What's Up

What Time Is 

For

Take A Seat

Thyme

Time Is Up

Enjoy The Ash

Regrowth

Harmony

Abundance

Herbs

From The Burn

Camp Maui Now

A Custodian

For Us All

Camp Maui

Like Camp California

Farmers Markets

The Copper Tops

Raid

Caged

Last Of Victims

Camp California

Camp Maui

Houseless

Pirates Abound

And We Need Our

Babies

#X Isn't Just Yours

"O" Isn't Just Mine

No Copyright

On Design

Harmony

"X" Is A Number

In A Physics

Equation

That Makes Us Wish

For A More

Refined Nation

I Told Dr Bug

About 3rd Law Of Thermodynamics

Grosser To Refined

You Know The Laws

Of Nature

Thermodynamics

Einsteins Physicists

Right

Settling The Mind

Take 3 Breaths

My TMTeacher Taught Me

My Mom

My Daddy 

And Then I Became 

An Associate "TMTeacher"

You Haven't Shown 

Up

Learned To Meditate

Appropriately

By TM.Dot.Org

Do Your Jobs

At Court

Take 3 Breaths

I calmed Him Like

A Child

Got Off Phone

Battery Finally Died

So I Could Meditate

He Had Lots Of Excuses

Bought New Land

Carved A Wood Cat

And Forgot

Our Trial Dates

He Blocked Me

Again

But Couldn't Shake

Global Group Text

Covering Custody

And Divorce

With England

Law Obligations

We're In A Group

Thread

And You Can't Let

Go Of Our Plan

Not Me

He Said He Felt

So Used

He Didn't Show Up

No Apologies

From The Spin Dr

Again

He Couldn't Walk His Talk

Be A Court Support

He Felt So Used

Wanted Me In Catskills

To Use Me

Yet He Felt So Used

'Cuz He Didn't

Get Any

Failure As An Alibi

Another Handler

Planted

To Distract Me

He Felt So Used

Carved A Cat

About It Any Who

Plates Say

"Romeo Knows,"

He Felt So Used

As An Alibi

Dr. Bug

Is That True

He Felt So Used

Because He Couldn't

Capitalize 

On You

(Or Me)

Jai Guru Dev,

Peace,

Nitya Nella Davigo Azam Moezzi Huntley Rawal