#shit i don't think they'll let you sell a house like that

[ploridafanthers]

oh, also the electricians mentioned that some people in this area still have the original 1930s-50s wiring to their original 1930s-50s houses

if i wanted to live on the edge i’d wing-walk airplanes or something because that’s less bills if i’m unlucky, not more

[rainbowgaez]

this current war on adblockers feels so stupid. so much time and resource is getting blown on something that feels like it only has one logical outcome. i simply do not have time to look at that shit. we live in an abundance of content, and there is just no reality in which i have even a fraction of a second to waste being advertised to. if you have to shove your name in my face, im automatically doubtful of whatever product or service it is because time has proven again and again that most of the time, most of it is bullshit.

not only that, but none of these sites are on good enough terms with me to even consider making that concession with. like do you honestly think i like any of these websites enough to let them waste my time? every single big platform is letting LLM garbage seep into its pores. everything i see has to be viewed under an increasingly zoomed in lens of scrutiny. every day i have to learn the new ways people are trying to sell candied turds because they're starting to get good at making them look like real chocolate, and every day it i inch closer to saying "why am i even fucking bothering" and ripping the cable line out of my house.

the rules and TOS on almost each site begging me to stop using adblockers are all arbitrarily enforced to the point where everyone regardless of viewpoint feels as though they're one wrongly worded post away from being booted without even being given a reason, and that's assuming they don't end up a victim of an easily executed mass reporting campaign. the moderation's hands are tied. they know the complaints aren't legit, but there are just so many of them. their tickets are all backed up. they have to clear the queue or else they'll get reprimanded for poor performance. so what if that's where most of your social connections with people across the world were. you can go to one of these other 5 websites that all have the same host of issues, some worse than others. but please give us 5.99 a month and we'll stop showing you ads bro. come on bro its only 8.99. dude trust me for 12.99 a month its so worth it. you can afford a measly 15.99 a month right? you can't beat the savings 19.99 a month (charged yearly, non-refundable) gives you.

i get it, you use something for free, you are the product, but it has never been easier to reason with myself why i should no longer be a part of this stupid transaction because i get less and less out of it by the day

[emmis15]

Daryl's Three favorite memories.

1-

Daryl Dixon might be a very closed off person with a receptive but unfriendly personality, but even with his bad attitude or rude way of relating to his surroundings, he somehow managed to hit the jackpot amidst the walking dead and the pain.

Katherine Sánchez, the girl he met on the farm, was different from the prejudices that he had already placed on her shoulders. To think that just because of her last name or her millionaire family in New York that she would be a privileged and stupid girl was far from who she was, and one of the first nights we were all together, she could see it.

—I never said being a drug addict is a good thing, don't put words in my mouth. I'm just criticizing how you think people become addicts. It's a Disney fantasy to say 'bad people are addicts' or 'people with no future' because it's false and totally uninformed, especially for a cop. Did you know that overprescribing opioids for every damn physical problem created an entire generation of addicts, right?—Kat asked Shane as she took a long sip from the bottle of red wine.

We were all sitting around a campfire in front of Hershel's house; he was inside sleeping while his daughters, except for Beth who was inside, were outside with us. Kat was next to Maggie, who was glued to Glenn, and that made me laugh because his red face from alcohol and skin-to-skin contact with that girl made him look like a tomato. But I stopped making fun of him to listen to the conversation.

—That's what liberals say, it's the only future, more or less with money or without money, for low-income people and a very normal reality for them, girl. ¿Have you ever seen what those neighborhoods are like?—He asked her, looking at her seriously.

—No, but if you put two neurons together, people addicted to opioids, after they stop using them because they couldn't get them anymore and the authorities shut them down instead of helping them because, I repeat, THEY CAUSED THE PROBLEM they'll seek that feeling elsewhere and end up in those neighborhoods. People with incredible futures or normal people who, I don't know, break a leg, for example, end up dead from using crack or steroids.

—¿And what about the people who sell them? Drug traffickers and distributors, what happens to them? Are they good people for giving them what they need? Because I'm pretty sure those types of people aren't normal or people who got into that million-dollar business that takes lives just because they broke their damn legs or something. —Shane responded.

She sighed heavily as she shook her head. I straightened up and stopped leaning against the tree to look at her; the whole group was silent as we watched them.

—And the economic problems of this shit society and monetary organization, plus the crises we go through, don't ring a bell to you? It's much easier to sell drugs without experience than to get another job. Plus, it pays the bills and supports families, but in the same way, it discards people as if they were nothing, since putting drug dealers in prison doesn't achieve anything because it's a whole organization.

—Maybe you have a point in that, but anyway, it's better to lock up a person than to let them go when they do something against the law.

—¿And what about helping them? You were supposed to be a cop and "help people." ¿Do you think these people were there by their own choice? ¿Do you think they woke up one day and said, 'I want to sell drugs'? This isn't like Breaking Bad.

—Girl, I'm a cop, not the president. I just lock up the bad people and save the good ones. End of story.

—That's very black and white, and life isn't like that. We're gray; you can't lock people up just because they resorted to the last thing they had to feed their families. And believe me, I know you're a cop, and not much can be done, but that's where morality comes in, or thinking with your head instead of brutality. ¿Why not help people for something better and dismantle organizations? Or something simpler, ¿instead of locking up drug-addicted people on the street, take them to a hospital or clinics? Something that actually helps them.

—Why does it bother you so much, girl? I just made a joke, and everyone laughed. ¿Can't you just laugh and forget?

—No, because that's not right, since from your privileged and problem-free point of view, you think only bad people among the poor are addicts and will end up living under a damn bridge. But it's not like that. I know I was very, very privileged in life before all this shit happened, even with that, with not lacking anything and never having to worry about money, I ended up in the same boat as the addicts.

I raised an eyebrow at that; it was odd for a privileged person to defend my previous usual situation with my brother or my neighborhood, but now everything closed when she said that.

—¿To what?" I asked her seriously, leaning my elbows against my knees.

—Adderall and antipsychotics. Now I'm fine because it was like a year ago, but anyway, he can't be such a bastard to say that, and it surprises me that he's a cop, although I don't know why I do it since cops are fucking shit—she said, getting up and taking the half-empty bottle with her.

We all stopped looking at her when she disappeared into the darkness to look at Maggie, her friend since they were kids.

—Her parents pressured her to be perfect in everything she did, so she pretended to have ADHD and schizophrenia in front of a psychiatrist to get those prescribed medications after coming to the conclusion that being at the top of success cost a price. She stopped her pills when I found out, and we noticed that it was killing her, but it's still a recent wound, and besides, Kat has always been an advocate for the poor—Maggie explained as she took a long sip of water, looking at the fire.

I got up from the ground and walked the same steps where Kat's body had gone, leaving me standing in the middle of the backyard near the barn, watching her from afar sitting against the poorly painted and old wooden planks at the back with her legs to her chest and continuously taking sips while looking at the moon.

—For a mommy and daddy's girl, you turned out pretty real—I said as I approached her.

—It doesn't matter who provides you with sperm or who gives birth to you; What matters is who raises you and with what mentality those people show you the world— her gaze never left the moon

—¿Butlers and nannies?

—Workers like cooks or cleaners, my mother's assistant and just a nanny. All immigrants because 'people from difficult countries create workers who don't complain', according to my parents—she said with disgust in his voice. —I don't agree at all with what my parents did or with what they thought they had in their heads, besides it seems shitty to me that those people raised me and never had good pay for their extra work.

—The black sheep of the family, it seems—I said with a laugh in my voice.

—My parents' favorite, in case you didn't notice—the sarcasm in her voice made me laugh.

We stayed silent for a long time, both of us looking at the clear sky, enjoying the cold air.

—My brother was an addict, but he was a bad person.

—¿Didn't he make it out?

—¿Get here? No, he was even in the group before he came here and remained an addict. The pills Glenn brought were his.

—¿Did he become one of those bastards or did he go out as a lone wolf?

I chuckled at the latter.

—Rick handcuffed him to the roof of a building, and when I went to look for him, he had cut off his hand to escape — I said as I grabbed the bottle and took a long swig.

—Police brutality doesn't even wane in an apocalypse, it's not surprising, to be honest — her lips pursed.

—I don't know if he's alive, but at least I know that only one Dixon kills another Dixon.

—My father told me that once, only a Sanchez can bring down another Sanchez. He was talking about our empire as the second-largest bank in the United States and our generational wealth, but I think it applies.

We both fell silent, staring at the stars and the moon with the empty bottle between us.

Daryl thought a lot about that memory when he was trapped by Negan, thinking about Kat and how they had thought the best thing that ever happened to him helped him not to think about the images of Glenn or the loud music that deafened him, he just kept reliving moments, but that was one of his favorites.

Hello, this is my first job, and I'm not a native English speaker, so if there's any mistake, please let me know respectfully, and I hope you like it <3

(I want to clarify that I am not an expert on the topic of drugs or anything related. Everything the character says is based on the research I conducted about reality. If there is anything wrong with the topics discussed, please let me know with all due respect so that I can avoid problems and prevent causing negative feelings for others who may feel attacked by the subject matter)

[zerolostwalks]

"hold my hand" "absolutely not" "they'll think somethings wrong if you don't" *grabs hand and kisses cheek* / sweet tarts

“Do you need a job?” 

Reggie startled ever so slightly, trying his best to hide it by sitting up from the lounging position he was in while reading his book. Once up he found an aggravated Carrie standing in the doorway of the studio. 

“Are you talking to me?” He asked, looking around knowing full well he was the only one here. Everyone else had gotten pulled into various family holiday events. Even Luke and his mom had managed to reach a sort of compromise for the season. 

“Is there anyone else here?” She said again before releasing a long exhale disguised as a groan, “Anyway, did you need a job or not?”

“A job” He couldn’t help repeating the question, one of his eyebrows rising against his better judgment. 

“Ok, so it’s barely a job.” She said weight shifting as she adjusted her feet with her eye roll. Her gaze shifted away from him, examining the room around them, eyes lingering on the many photos Flynn and Julie had plastered across the wall. “I really just need someone to come with me when I go to my mom’s for Christmas.”

“I’m sorry what?” He really didn’t mean to blurt out the question as fast as he did. Still blinking away the shock of the words he was hearing. Couldn’t recall her ever mentioning her mom before, or anyone for that matter. Though if he had to judge based on the way Carrie’s face scrunched up and how she shifted her feet again she wasn’t very comfortable with the topic. 

“My mom’s been trying to reconnect and make up for lost time.” She said, voice bordering on her peppy show tone. 

“I don’t know.”

“It would be just for a week and she lives incredibly close to some decent skiing. So you could think of it more like a little winter vacation if you’d like.” Carrie said, her voice never straying far from that peppy ‘sales pitch’ tone which did not ease any unease he had at the idea. 

“What’s the catch?”

“There’s no catch.” She quickly said, disbelief written all over her face in the short seconds before managing to school her expression again. “Look, me and my family are even paying for everything. All you have to do is show up.”

He chewed over the idea, also chewing the inside of his bottom lip not really buying this perfect vacation she was trying to sell him on. There definitely had to be something she wasn’t telling him. Why him? Why not any of her other friends? 

On the other hand, it would be nice to have something to keep him out of his parents house that wouldn’t also have all his friends playing their usual ‘let’s help Reggie without him knowing it’ tactics. It might take them all a while to believe Carrie had randomly offered him what basically amounted to an all expenses paid ski trip out of nowhere. But weirder things had happened. 

“All right, when’s this trip?” He asked, trying not to be floored by Carrie’s unexpectedly bright, if short lived, smile. 

“We leave tomorrow.” She said digging her phone out of her purse and settling on the couch so close to him she‘d barely need to move to be in his lap. “Quick, give me your number so I can send you the details.”

“Oh yeah, sure.” He said fumbling for his phone, caught a little off guard by both her sudden proximity and the amount of shit he suddenly had to do before tomorrow. 

He barely registered everything she said about texting her his address to coordinate with her driver. Far too focused on mentally making his packing list, hoping he had enough clean clothes. Didn’t even question her when she suddenly pulled him in for a series of selfies, the first half dozen inadequate because he didn’t look happy enough. He doubted he ever looked happy enough, certain she just gave up, and resorted to using whatever filter for whatever app she was sure to be posting it to.

The next day didn’t fare much better for his nerves. Pleasantly surprised when she did in fact show up at his place several hours before the sun would even dare to be up so they could get to the airport on time. Too tired to enjoy the fact he got to sit in the slightly roomier business class, falling asleep before the even finished taking off. It was a rare direct flight too, so he wouldn’t get another chance until the flight home. 

Just as they passed security and into the throng of all the friends and family waiting, Carrie’s hand gripped his bicep tight pulling his attention to her as they walked. 

“Ok so, before we get too far there is something you need to know.” She said in a sort of half whisper, trying to not be overheard but still trying to be heard over the noise all around them. “I may have lied about there not being a catch.”

His heart clenched, he knew it was too good to be true, but more than that he felt more than a little betrayed. Did she seriously wait til he couldn’t escape to tell him what basically amounted to his side of the deal? He didn’t get the chance to call her out though, as soon a woman Reggie could describe as overly sparkly was rushing toward them with a big smile. 

“Carrie?” The woman said, throwing her arms around Carrie who had never looked so tense before.

“Aunt Debbie.” Carrie said through a forced grin, “I didn’t expect to see you here.”

“What nonsense.” Aunt Debbie said as she playfully slapped Carrie’s shoulder. “Of course we were going to pick you up, Richard’s keeping the car warm. Your mom would have come but she’s a little preoccupied.”

Aunt Debbie tried to do a little hand wave through the air, her vibrant nails looking more like talons than Reggie expected them to, clearly trying to dismiss or wave something away. The movement only seemed to make Carrie tense up more than she already was. Reggie didn’t get long to focus on that though as Aunt Debbie’s attention fell on him.

“Oh sorry, you must be..?”

“Oh, right, sorry. Aunt Debbie, this is Reggie.” Carrie said as Reggie extended his hand out to shake Debbie’s, all of the syllables he was going to use to greet her with however froze up in his throat as Carrie continued on. “My boyfriend I was telling you all about.”

“Ooooh well aren’t you handsome.” Debbie said, patting his, the sensation all he needed to know he wasn’t dreaming. “Well, we better hurry up before Rich gets too bored and does something foolish. Did you check anything?”

Debbie walked off after Carrie’s reassurances they only had carry-on’s. Reggie did not follow, forcing Carrie to double back for him, if she felt any guilt over the situation she had it hidden well under all the resigned exhaustion she wore.

“Your boyfriend?” 

“It’s only for the week.” 

“Carrie we’ve barely ever spoken to each other.” He said in lieu of saying how they could barely be called friends. 

“Please,” she said, surprising them both, though she recovered faster than he did. “Like I said it’s only for the week. We don’t even have to get all lovey-dovey with the pet names or overt PDA.”

“But why do they need to think I”m your boyfriend?”

Carrie quickly looked over her shoulder to where Aunt Debbie was impatiently looking like she was waiting patiently.  “I promise I’ll tell you later.”

He sighed, slowly resigning himself to the idea. His only other real options being telling everyone the truth and spending the next week uncomfortably awkward around strangers or trying to find some way to pay for a flight back home and leaving Carrie alone, by herself. “You owe me.”

She nodded as she painted on that winning showmanship smile of hers, “Of course, now hold my hand.”

“Absolutely not.” The words were out of his mouth faster than he intended, still too caught up in his own blindsided irritation. Her smile barely faltered, the slightest furrow of her brow.

“They’ll think somethings wrong if you don’t.”

He glanced toward Debbie who had definitely stopped trying to not look confused. He didn’t exactly trust his mouth at the moment, so he merely held out his hand towards Carrie. She grasped it in hers and pulled him down so she could quickly press a quick kiss to his cheek and whispering a quick “thank you” into his ear. 

He swallowed hard, an attempt to both unclog his throat of all the wrong words and to clear his head of the memory of her lips ghosting across the shell of his ear. This was going to be a more complicated week than if he had just stayed home.

[cephalotyrant]

How dare you insult my glorious gen z slang it's so sigma /j

Anyways azurido moving in together right... How do you think the chores are divided up since they both have busy jobs

Me personally I feel like Azul does cooking because he actually picked it up super quickly plus I imagine Riddle tries to do it but Azul was hovering over his shoulder the entire time like "um AchskuALY you cut the onion 0.00000001 mm too thick you've ruined the dish now I'm afraid" Riddle snaps and is like "okay you do it then" and Azul does in fact do it and then proceed to shit on his own cooking like "wow it seems despite my hard work, I've achievedmetf mediocrity. Apologies Riddle San" *proceeds to pull out Michelin star*

Riddle definitely does house cleaning though... Same dynamic but reversed where Riddle is constantly pointing out a rule Azul broke while cleaning + Azul has very poor stamina and cleaning is usually physically taxing meanwhile Riddle's a literal equestrian (my little pony my little pony aaaaaaaahhhhgbh /j) so he would definitely be better at that

Also they both try to do more chores than the other out of 1. Leftover competitiveness with each other and 2. They both fear they'll be indebted to the other for doing fewer chores

Anyways completely unrelated to this but something so funny about Cruz being like "Ughhh not this shit" every time literature is mentioned only to completely dominate score-wise and Rami just stares with those corvid eyes of his...

What you DON'T know is that Azul is purposely doing that to irriate Riddle so he can take over and cook for his lovely bf. He joined the culinary crucible to take a step into independence, after all... though, he doesn't feel too bad about letting Azul chop the onions. (they were both defeated by onions during the crucible LMAO) he would cook things that can be made and enjoyed on the quicker side (he's not very patient in the first place) while Azul’s take more effort and like. hours long preparation. Plus Azul probably dominates grocery shopping with his sense for discounts and quality 😁👍

Riddle would make a chore list that Azul would argue about the legitimacy of and whether it's balanced and now for some reason they have. a very big very full chores chart that has a lot of weird and useless looking details... sometimes when Azul is petty and he just wants an argument he'll pull it up again I fear. Riddle wears an entire outfit for cleaning that Azul likes not because it's cute but it's literally the pinnacle of convince like. It has so many pockets. It doesn't come loose. He aspires to design something so useful and sell it for biiiig buuucks. But also he can't do ANYTHING while Riddle is cleaning bc he'll "ruin his progress" so essentially he'll be stuck in his office while Riddle deep cleans the house... fun.

I do think sometimes Riddle will go the extra mile and Azul’s like "!!!" because now he OWES him UGH. (they are dating wtaf) And then the chore list is burnt and stepped on because they're fighting over the balance again and Azul is doing things he shouldn't and Riddle does in turn... and then it's just a new routine.

can't belive this guy. hates his one and only talent...

[kazooie]

I need to vent, I'm sure I've vented about this a lot here already but it's just the one thing that fucks me up still.

Tldr; venting about inability to own a house, unfair financial situations regarding family, and being the black sheep just for being mentally and chronically ill.

So, when we were selling my Nan's house, it was because she couldn't live at the nursing home if she still had assets or something, right? Except, she died the day after we sold it, and the buyer backed out. Now, my family has known for decades that I wanted to live there the rest of my life, it was going to be me and my family's home, but.. they sold it anyway? For what? The reason to sell it was no longer valid.

So we sold it, for not a lot but not too little either, howeverrr instead of the inheritance going to mum and her sisters, it also went to my two oldest cousins, which means when their mum dies they'll get her chunk of the inheritance too, even though out of everyone in our family me and my mum are the ONLY ones who don't own a house and live in a shitty community housing flat that's making us sicker, and that fucks me up!

Whenever I bring it up, looking for advice or sympathy, one of my aunts thinks I'm guilting her for owning a house, like, no, I'm not. But I'll tell you what I WILL guilt you for eventually, if I have to cut ties..

So, when I was a kid, said aunt got a loan of $250k from my grandparents, for a deposit for their house. A while later, my mum and dad got a loan of $10k, I forget what for, a business thing maybe? Idk. Anyway, so, my dad, he's an honest man,he will always pay back money he owes, and he did, every last can't. You can see where this is going I'm sure.

My aunt never paid her back. None of it. And my grandparents didn't even ask for it afaik, because she's the youngest sibling, and definitely the favourite. My aunt got $250k with no questions asked while my dad worked his ASS off to pay off his loan, and he still got treated like shit afterwards! I loved Pa, but he could be a real cunt sometimes.

My dad, my family in general, has always been treated as the black sheep(s), we're all disabled in some way, so we can't keep jobs and are on pensions. My grandpa especially was needlessly cruel to my parents and sometimes myself too, I never understood why, but I have a theory it's because mum had a psychotic episode in her 20s, and because her oldest sister is schizophrenic he might have seen that as a failure on his part? Idk the man was incredibly autistic but used his white male privilege to say whatever shit he wanted, he could say the meanest things and his defence would be "I'm just telling the truth."

If my cousins were left out of the will we'd have enough for a deposit, and they'd still get their quarter from their mum later.

I'm bitter, I'm depressed, my living situation is getting worse and worse because I just have no room for anything, and it all could have been avoided so easily, but everyone was so damn eager to get their inheritance right away that they left us behind, they didn't even let us go through nan and pa's things after they died, they took everything they wanted and threw out the rest without asking us.

Thing is, I still love my family, and it kills me because I don't think they love me, or respect me. I'll always be a little autistic kid who doesn't know how the world works in their eyes.

I don't know how to be okay.

[shiny9tails]

I've been really contemplative lately and while thinking about the life I've lived up to this point, I started thinking about the people that have helped shape me that I'll never see again. Don't worry, I'm not dying or anything like that, just in therapy. But because I knew I'd never see or talk to them again, I wanted to put down my thoughts somewhere. Maybe they'll see it one day or maybe they won't, but either way I want to write down my thoughts and send them out, like little messages in a bottle.

In my earliest memories, I played with a boy with a name close to mine. You were my neighbor and I would often come over to your house to play. We would ride our big wheels around and laugh. One time I snuck over while my egg donor was asleep, but we were too young to know any better. I had mostly forgotten about you when I grew up, and when I transitioned I took your name. It's no wonder it already felt like home. Sorry, but I'm keeping it lol. Thank you for being one of my first friends.

To my friend in Freshman year of High school: Gods, I thought you were the coolest person back then. I'm pretty sure you're the reason I started to break out of the box my parents put me in. You introduced me to the LGBTQ+ community in the most unhinged way, but hey I'd probably still be closeted to a point if you hadn't. It really felt like you and me against the rest of the world back then and I appreciate you being my friend. I'd probably still be listening to only country/soft rock/christian music like my parents if you hadn't introduce me to FOB and MCR. My tastes have expanded a lot since then and my spouse loves to tell me that I have great taste in music. Thank you for being one of the first people to convince me to stand up for myself.

To the girl that sat next to me in class Sophomore and Junior year in High school: I hope you wrote your book. I hope you wrote it and it sells a million copies because I always knew you were brilliant. I know you didn't have a lot of friends but I was so happy to be yours. Thank you for letting me borrow your manga and critiquing my own writings. I actually thought of you first when I first started writing these out. I wish I could hug you and babble on about some of the literature I've read throughout the years just like we used to.

To my friend that loved cars in Sophomore and Junior year in High school: I hope you're still alive. I hope you never went through with your plan of dying in a drag race. I know I said it was normal to hate yourself like that back then but it's not. I told you I also wanted to kill myself and you nodded in solidarity. We held each other and I felt at peace knowing there was someone hurting like me. I hope you felt that same peace. Sorry I never truly understood what you were talking about when you talked about cars, but I was just happy to listen. I hope you're happy wherever you are. You were already rather punk back then, but I've been slowly embracing it too. I miss you and I hope you're proud of me. Whether you're alive or not, I want you to know I'm proud to have been friends with you.

To my ex-friend in theatre class, Junior year in High school: Sorry about being so weird about my crush on you. Looking back, I was really immature about it and I pushed a boundary that you put up. It's completely understandable why you wouldn't want to hang out with me anymore. I always blamed myself for you switching out of class. I was a shitty person back then since I started hanging around your ex just to talk shit about you when really I still wanted your attention. Hearing that you two got back together was a bitter pill I had to swallow, but I think it knocked the sense back into me. I regret my actions back then, but I know I'm not owed an apology. I just hope you made it somewhere. I can't hear "Heart Shaped Box" or "Welcome to the Jungle" without thinking of you.

To my other friend in theatre class, Junior year: You were my first same-sex crush and I'm sorry I didn't have the guts to say anything until years later, when it was far too late. I always appreciated how you would encourage me to pursue my passions. I knew you were more wild than me and I think that was what attracted me to you. I was so happy when you introduced me to your friends after school, even when I knew my egg donor would hate them on site. I wasn't in a safe place back then, so I felt like I couldn't risk acting on my feelings, whether it was hanging out with your friends or confessing to you. I'm much safer now and sometimes I wish I had been able to go to a party with you like you talked about. Thank you for coming to my 16th birthday party, even if you had to endure my egg donors stink eye the whole time. She interrogated me about your sexuality during and I feigned ignorance. She would lose her shit if she knew I was transitioning now lol. Thank you for being my friend despite how opposite we were at times.

To my mentor at BWW's: Thank you for listening to me ramble all the time. I know I was young and naive about how hostile the workplace could be, but you made it better. You would let me ramble about SCP's all throughout prep work and even joke about some of them. I enjoyed listening to you talk about your daughter and I used to wish my parents talked about me like that. I hope you were able to get custody of her from your ex. Thank you for being patient with me even when I would forget something you just told me.

I think I got all of it out for now. I might do this again if I get contemplative again. I feel like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders typing all this out. I think I'm gonna take some time to myself though and relax. I'll be seeing you all in therapy lol.

[fantasyinvader]

I just finished Unicorn Overlord. All 176 quests complete, funny how the post-game mission is far, FAR easier than the final map (where you actually have to pay attention to unit layouts and prioritizing their skills. It's like the game offering a final test on everything it was about, like a good final boss should, but considering stuff like Galerius no-selling the first 6 times he's hit in combat or how the map has a part II where the item restriction carries over. It felt like bullshit until I could put together a party that actually worked, which involved grinding.

But, as a whole, it felt like a RTS version of Fire Emblem and not just any Fire Emblem, it was Fire Emblem as I remember playing it on the GBA. Part of that is the more flowery language because the localization, but it did fit the setting so I don't think it was to the game's detriment.

That said, the ending did remind me of Houses. Spoilers ahead.

A lot of games want the player to project onto it's protagonist, making their journey the player's. And as such, people put a lot of emphasis on player choice. We've even seen this in Houses, with people arguing in favor of Flower by virtue of the player needing to unlock it and choosing to side with Edelgard. If left to their own devices, Byleth won't have any of Edelgard's shit and side with Rhea, which people try to spin as being a bad thing.

Unicorn gives the player many options to recruit former enemies, though some join a few hours later, or have them punished for their actions. It gives the player this choice, but the former option is the one the game's themes champion. At the end of the day, after knocking Galerius off his high horse, the player is once again offered such a choice (though the default option is on kill this time).If they keep with the game's themes of forgiveness, it's revealed that Galerius was possessing Alain's long-thought-dead mother and the player can fight the true final boss. If the player rejects those themes, Galerius tries to possess Alain but is defeated. However, this ending let's the true big bad get away and the souls of the enemy empire do not get salvation.

In addition, the player can unlock the final battle really early in the game, they'll do so before finishing the first country. If the player doesn't rescue Scarlett, she'll be possessed by a character we otherwise would never see or be aware of. But to have the tools available for the good ending, the player MUST go around, freeing the other countries and restoring power to the Ring of the Unicorn. Each country the player liberates makes the final fight a little easier, especially considering the player would only be around level 14 if they were to go this route. If the player does manage to defeat Galerius without the power of the Ring of the Unicorn, then Alain ends up being possessed and the Empire rules the continent forever.

The ending talks about how Alain's journey will be celebrated and embellished, that of the Unicorn Overlord, but it just smacked there. The game took it's themes of forgiveness and how that can lead to redemption seriously, as well as emphasized completing the entire journey. Failing to do so only leads to worse endings.

And then, we compare this to the Black Eagles route. The player is given options that are framed as "changing the story." The devs talked about how the theme of Flower is believing something different from the other routes, something the worldbuilding the player was supposed to immerse themselves in doesn't support, and how it ultimately leads to military rule. It's meant to be the bad ending, but since the game only reveals that through text rather than directly showing it during gameplay, Treehouse was able to downplay it's true nature. They erased themes to make it come across as a more heroic route, making the game more morally grey rather than the more straightforward morality it was intended to have.

You could not do that with Unicorn Overlord. Unicorn Overlord baked those themes into player choices in such a way the player can't ignore them like the player could in Houses. Doing so prevents the player from fighting the final boss, and while players don't fight the Agarthans in Flower they are still taken down in the character endings so it doesn't land the same way. Unicorn Overlord, as basic as the story is, is still well-written in a way Houses never was.

[liminal-librarian]

My favourite group of children's stories usually went like this: kid sees something they want and the first thing they think of is very much a case of 'biting off more than his parents think he can chew,' (I'm going to go buy enough land to have a tree of my own to put a tree house in, with my life savings of $47.72) but they trust the adult he's biting off from to see it coming and have no benefit possible from defrauding their child so they're like, 'Oh, ok, I doubt they'll go along with that but you can always ask.'

And the rich lady on the hill is like, 'heh, sure ok, I'll have my lawyer write up a deed of sale and etc.' (Which for sure costs more than 47$ but ok. But having an interested 10-year-old trying to be a good neighbour will probably make a better fire watch than anything she can afford. And he gets the treehouse he wants out of the deal. But she's going to make sure the paperwork is kept straight for legal and insurance reasons, and for other reasons that will become clear later.)

So you get all these lessons on property ownership and state regulations and immanent domain and citizen autonomy distilled down and explained at a 10-year-old's level.

Does the story have a kid getting to try a grown-up thing for themselves? Yes for sure.

Are the adults absent or disinterested? No! Do they stop him from doing the thing? Also no! They give useful advice and warnings, but let him go ahead.

So anyway, yeah, the rich lady uses him as a cat's paw to really fuck up the lives of several annoying state bureaucrats who are scheduled to 'steal' her land (for the public good) later. But we only hear rumours of her perspective from his parents theorising things after the fact. The perspective we get is from the kid, when the state wants to come and buy his land from him assessed at ~5 times what he paid for it, but he doesn't want the money he wants his tree house.

And the contractors are like, we need to cut this tree down or it will mess up the clay layer we need to apply next or the lake won't work right. But the kid has his court order filed in time so that doesn't happen. (help from his dad.) But when it actually goes to trial, his parents and the rich lady's lawyer all agree he should present his case himself. So he does.

Long story short, they let him 'not sell' his land to the state for imminent domain money, but he has to be content with owning Lakebottom property instead. His tree does get cut down, but it's taken so long they can't rip out the stump like they wanted to, so they put a super huge eye bolt in it. And maybe process the tree into lumber for him or something else, I don't remember.

And he gets a houseboat and mooring out of the deal instead of a treehouse. And the state has to provide him with a canoe instead of a driveway. (Because the state law is like that.)

But yeah, he has his adults helping him and supporting him in doing an adult thing that he wants to do (other than being cannon fodder). And I'm sure that it was properly researched for whatever state it was set in. But it wasn't my state so I'm not going to trust it to be accurate legal advice or anything.

But it's social studies the way it should be taught at that age. It's not 'this is what a fireman looks like' and 'this is what a policeman looks like' these are what their jobs are. etc. This one was about a kid with a goal, learning to navigate the system to achieve that goal properly. And given that we live in a society, compromises had to be made.

I wish I'd had a whole series of books like that, covering every major aspect of life. Instead of only real estate, banking, and getting a job. And the one on getting a job was shit out of date.

ok i think what gets me about the kind of post that's like '[children's media] has child soldiers, where are their parents!!' is that those stories really and truly aren't for people who'll think about that, they're for the people the children's age, who don't, for the most part, want to be kept safe or told they're too young to participate in the world, they want to be given a sword

[lightvsdark18]

Vacation in The Human World 3.1

Followed LovesOfLauryn and Lavi Alraune's playthrough

"I've been good, and you?"

"The brothers would be happy to hear that, though they've probably kick my ass if they found out about my lack of sleep. You're killing me, Solomon."

Solomon ask them to meet an acquaintance of his (instead of doing a babysitting job.)

Freezes, slowly closes the door, then process who they just saw.

(Satan's shirt looks like a bowling shirt)

"What the fuck?" (Doesn't use the pacts on them.) "What are you guys doing here?"

"Where is Mammon anyway?"

You couldn't behave for me, you had to do something bad immediately when you got here.

"Excuse you, the human? I see how it is." Crosses arms.

Stands up on something and cuts the rope with their pocket knife. Then hugs him.

"This looks exactly like your actual bathroom in the House of Lamentation."

"Are the two doing well?"

Pats his head, then hugs him after teasing him.

Milady is going to use the theater often.

"Last weekend? Were you seven in the human for a whole week and just now invited me over? Hmph, I see how it is." Turns their back to him and pouts.

Smugly smiles. "Meow for me."

"Adventure."

"What happened in the kitchen?"

Milady will definitely use the pool.

"How's Henry? Is he here with you?"

"Yeah."

Pokes his cheek. "Nerd."

"I guess so."

"If they don't want me to listen, then they shouldn't be so loud." >:3

"Smells musky in here... and like someone dumped perfume on the carpet."

Gently smacks his cheek.

"Where did you and Beel go today?"

Chuckles. "No, Belphie, the truck sells normal ice cream. The music you heard is the trunk's theme song and let's people know it's in the area."

"Why am I in your arms?"

"Uhh." Because of their busy schedule with working and studying, they have been forgetting to eat or snacks instead of having a meal.

Waits patiently and looks around the twins' bedroom.

Kinda figured the brothers were planning a party for them.

"I don't trust the cooking. I'm joking, I'm just deciding on what to grab."

"My mom actually made it when I was still living with her. I made it a few times as well. Not bad, Lucifer."

Looks at him suspiciously. "I'm good, and also wouldn't your brothers notice we're gone?"

"They won't if we sneak away right now. They're too distracted by Beel wolfing down that entire ultra-spicy fire cake."

Looks at Beel. "Holy shit, no I want to watch this."

The plan was spending their winter break with Milady, but finding a place to stay was difficult and had to wait until their summer break. A year long wait to see them again and only staying for three months.

(Boy!)

Slides over sunglasses to Satan.

"Like what?"

"? Who said I'm doing chores?"

"You're staying here too, Kate. Therefore, you have to take care of the house as well."

"But I don't have to stay here. If you guys want me to live with you until you go home, then I'm not taking care of your house."

They'll do their own laundry and cook if they're not busy that day.

When things started getting summoned, they ran out of the house.

(I can wake up the second before someone opens the door and enters my room.) Milady just lies there before rolling over to look at them, then question why are they doing in their room. They continue to lie there as the brothers enter the room, annoyance on their face. (Lucifer is the only person who knocked before entering! Also, don't watch me sleep, that's creepy.)

Lightly smacks Mammon's cheek.

"What kind of issues?" Holds his hand.

Raises a brow at the butcher, but doesn't say anything because the advice is a good one for any relationship.

"I would think so."

"Yeah, I'm getting hungry."

They're not going to complain about free pizza.

"No, unless you're a regular customer here, you can't say "the usual" because you don't have a usual."

"But that's what everyone always says in The Twilight of a Great Family."

"Because that's a TV show, the character is probably a regular so the waiters know what they want when they say "the usual." You have to pick something from the menu."

After ordering a third time, tells them to stop and explains, "you'll make them suspicious of you, and they'll probably throw you out."

"It's a slow process."

"I have a feeling Lucifer is going to kill you for abandoning him to Solomon."

"I'll go to the bookstore with you, Mr. Meow Meow." Satan gets flustered at the nickname as his brothers tease him.

"Eh, it's fine. If we can see the checkout sign, then we can find the exit."

Pinches his cheek.

Milady bought two books.

Glares at Solomon. "Sorry, I'm not hungry." Lucifer walks in and "invites" them for some tea and sandwiches. "Um, sorry, I got work to do." But drags them in as well.

(I'm the type of person who will gag if I don't like something.) Milady would slip the tea and find it terrible as well, then Mammon starts trying to make them eat the awful food before they pass out from nausea. Solomon feels bad.

"What do you mean? Why am I in the Demon Lord's Castle?"

"It'll be better than the one I had earlier."

"When you do visit, just let me know so I can work as a guide in a way."

"Hmm, maybe?"

"I know how that feels, but stay determined. If you can get through your work, then you can visit me and the human world. I can even show you my business."

"You have a business?"

"Yeah, a small one. I can show you what I make and how I run it."

"Lord Diavolo, you don't have to you send me away right now, you can make Lucifer wait. He dragged me into an awful afternoon tea with Solomon, so he can wait patiently as I have a proper one."

Makes a confused face at Satan.

"Hopefully he can get a good chuck of his work done so he can visit the human world."

"I have to check my planner first. I'm a busy woman."

"What the hell are you talking about?"

They're using Asmo's bathroom, not going to share a bathroom with six men. However, did make a few rules if they're both using it.

"Did they go out already?"

Damn Solomon, he's slowly killing everyone.

"Seems like it. Want to go out for breakfast?"

"I know another cafe we can go for breakfast. Let's quickly eat before getting the medicine. Hopefully it helps your brothers."

"Can I see it?" Sounding like they're interested in it. Then slip it into their purse.

"Hey! How are we going to buy medicine now!?"

"I can pay for it, don't worry about it."

He accidental says the newlywed part. They let it slide this once.

The butcher is confused. "Him and his brothers are my friends and they're visiting me for their summer break. I'm staying at their place until they go home and the man I was with yesterday is one of his brothers."

He is trying to see them as just a friend, but the hope they would fall for him is still there. He quickly switched the conversation to the human world.

"Really?" They just frown at his explanation.

Baby! Hugs their son. (Mammon, stop, let me hold my son.)

"What brings you two to the human world?"

"And the cafe?"

(But you already made me fall for you, Simeon)

(Luke is the secret weapon of mass destruction)

The two got coffee/tea and dessert.

"You could tell people the rumor is a lie or just wait it out, I don't think it would blow your cover. But if you're that worried, then I'll try to help."

Crosses arms and stares at him with that look. "I can't order you around? Are you sure about that?"

"Good job, Mammon."

"I don't see a problem with that plan."

"I know what you and Patricia were doing last night..."

"I can't continue this relationship with you after you betrayed me like that..."

You don't want to see me with other men? Got it, I'll just date women and non-binary people.

The brothers have been able to see them as a friend/sister with some slip ups, expect for Mammon. He was the first one to fall for them and had a crush on them for three years, so he's having a difficult time not seeing them as a possible partner.

Damn Simeon, calm down.

(Satan, stop being a brat)

"Want to try breaking up again?"

"Oh, trust me, I haven't show you my demonic side."

"Feeling better? If so, help us out."

"Satan, I'm going to smack you."

"Simeon, calm down. I can pretend a breakup with Satan or Beel if you're going to be like this."

Flicks his forehead.

"Beel." Slides their sandwich back towards them.

"Diamond, what is Michael like?"

"Uh oh, there's a water leak. What's the room above us?"

It's tea, not a coffee drinker. "It's really good."

"What's your thoughts on the human world?"

"Maybe he's dealing with something and that's why, but I don't think it's anything you need to worry about. It's probably dealing with the relations between humans and angels."

"We should turn it off."

"You can go when you feel better. Though, there's a chance you will be put to work."

Milady just falls over and gets caught by Asmo.

"Wh-What? Where am I?"

"Where? Where else, silly? You're in the Celestial Realm, of course. What's your name?"

"Uh, Kate."

"Uh, I don't really have a opinion on parties."

They're wearing a white dress. (That's just what I see)

"Are you sure I can have them?"

Surprise. "Who said I was a human?"

Really?

"Playing chess with the army isn't "innocent fun."

Looking around in wonder and staying silent unless the brothers ask them a question like if they know any angels which they answer, "I don't know anyone."

Doesn't open the door.

Gets sad at Angel Levi insulting himself, but stays quiet the whole time... Glares at Mammon.

Uh oh.

"I-I'm Kate, I got lost and they, um."

"I'm worried about him."

"Beel, kick down the door."

"I don't like using it, but STAAAY!"

(They didn't really do anything that will have an effect on them, so would Milady still have an eye kept on them?)

"Yeah, I think I had a weird dream, but I can't remember."

(The curse bit you on the ass, didn't it, Lucy?)

"Hm? We have a meeting with Solomon?"

"Sorcerers' Society?"

"What did you do?"

Slaps their left hand down.

"Why are you binding him?"

"He's so cute."

"I mean, I could keep him at my place."

"No, you have to face his brothers."

"Damn it."

"Hey, be nice to Luke." Pokey pokey.

"He loves his family very much, and would give his life to protect them. What else is there?"

The three left in the morning and return when it's nighttime. Screwing them over last minute, Solomon.

"I mean, I kinda have to."

"Well, yeah, but he's a hard ass so they have to bully him at every chance given."

Lucifer is sitting on their hand, then has their hand wrap around his chest and holds him close as the both get suck into the portal.

"Are you okay? I'm not squeezing you too hard, right?"

"I'm okay, Kate. You can sit me on your hand again."

"A location in Levi's game?"

"No, not really."

"Beat you up?"

Ask someone for advice.

(Lucy, as your master, put on the fairy outfit.)

Haggle with No. 2.

"If we do this, you'll give us the armor for free or you will never see your money again."

Cuts the pieces smaller. "No."

"I believe no. Honestly, I see him as an angsty teenager when Lucifer is involved."

"Are you worried?"

Leans against Beel.

"Beel, you know my opinion on fish, right?"

"Umm, right... But maybe the fishes is delicious and you wouldn't mind it, maybe even like it."

Sits by themself... with Lucy.

Flee. "Beel, attack!"

Squints at the outfit. "Cough up the money you stole, or Beel will kick your ass."

Holds Lucifer by the chest again to keep him from flying towards Mammon.

"It looks good."

(Solomon, you a hoe)

"Do you have to punish him?" "But yet, he still causes trouble."

"What are you doing, Beel?"

"..."

Their arm is getting tired from holding Lucy the whole time.

Stands a good distance away. "You open it, Solomon."

Hands Lucifer over to Beel and puts on cat ears. "Nyan!" with paw hands.

"... Someone get us a real cat, and fast!"

"Or I can act like a cat and rub myself on him ;)"

"Can you just pick him up and throw him off of the pathway?"

"I don't know, maybe."

"What are you doing?"

"... You have Simeon and Luke, and those in the Devildom."

"Depends on you."

(It's like the girl in Finding Nemo.)

"Satan! Stop being a dick."

"I want to be done with this."

They are fighting him instead of pointing out his bonds with his brothers.

They passed by kicking Satan's ass.

Lucy, what the fuck?

"Lucifer, get therapy."

"Yeah."

"You're putting too much pressure on me, Lucifer."

"Lord Diavolo, you could turn Lucifer small again and keep him for a day."

"! Kate! What are you-!"

"Actually, that's not a bad idea, Katelynn. I'll consider it."

"Damn, rejected him before he even showed up."

"I can't really decide that, Levi."

(They're both right)

They think about it. "Lucifer, stay!"

"His phone isn't working?"

Smacks Asmo on the back of his head.

"That's a piece of technology."

He has an Alexa.

Levi, get therapy.

"Levi, that's a speaker you use to-"

"Guys, that's a speaker you-"

"Guys."

Sighs. "Stay!"

Pinches the bridge of their nose. How the hell?

"Why didn't you call us?"

"Wait, why the hell is something like this here in the human world?"

"Three-Legged Crow group?"

"Levi..." They're so disappointed they're lost for words.

"Relax, Avatar of Envy."

"Uh, no."

Punishment room? Monokuma?

Chuckles.

Man, Beel, you better share.

"Technically, we could ask. Don't glare at me, he's the one who didn't warn us."

Slowly steals some food and starts eating.

"You're not exactly quiet."

"Not in the mood to sing?"

"Um, I don't know."

And it sucks.

Aw shit.

Levi, you're not helping.

"Um, maybe."

(That's so rude! Lucifer had some metal music going on and you just steal him before he could sing. Come on!)

What do you mean "erase button"?

Putting everyone first before himself? I don't know, Diavolo is pretty selfish at times.

(I do like the prep talk he gives Levi.) "Can you be a bit positive?"

That's some bullshit.

"But where are our friends?"

"You can do it, Levi!" (They're not a good singer, or calm enough to sing)

"And thanks to Levi."

Damn.

"What're you doing?"

Pats his head.

"I don't know, maybe it's because you're the embodiment of envy." (The dialogue would be of a brother not wanting to lose his sister, no "be mine" stuff.)

"Just for now."

"I'll be there in a moment." Pouts at Levi teasingly. "I'll be right back."

"Okay, thanks."

(Of course Lucifer still has feelings for them, and doesn't want Diavolo to come in and take them away, but he has to respect their choice if they choose Diavolo.)

"What did you want to talk about?"

"A little bit."

No surprise there. "I know you didn't do it out of malice."

"Annoyed if anything. I don't appreciate being placed in a situation like that."

"I don't think it's immature. You're stuck working in the Devildom while people you know have fun in the human world. I feel a bit lonely when I return home after spending time in the Devildom since I'm used to the brothers' shenanigans."

"I guess I can." Teasingly says.

"Are you alright, Barbatos?"

(It's like when you bring a girl over and your mom still entering your room to make sure you two aren't doing anything, that's Lucifer.)

Squints. "Were you spying on us?"

Heads inside to witness chaos.

"What are they doing?"

Oof.

"Uh, go ahead."

"It does look like it fits your aesthetic."

"I didn't know fairy rings have flowers that you can make tea of. It really is good."

"There's photos of mushrooms in a ring online, so I don't think they're extinct."

"I'm also curious about the treats."

Luke suggests finding fairy ring flowers. I guess I could use it as a break.

Helps Luke. "You really adore him."

Ouch.

Levi?

"Crowe, where would fairies be located?"

"Lucifer is responsible and would get the work done, Satan is the same. Hmm, I think that's it unless we have Asmo flirting with everyone or Beel eating everything or Belphie sleeping instead of working."

"What about Leviathan?" -Luke

"What about him?"

"Come on, he's not going to be dick like that."

"Then it's decided, we'll ask Satan."

"Satan, work at Angel's Halo for a day. That's an order." They're not using the pact or lying to him.

"Me, I'm paying for the trip even if it burns a hole in my wallet."

"What? Kate, you don't have to do that. My big brother would happy to do that for us." -Mammon

"Wrong answer." -Lucifer

"Mammon, I'm fine with paying for the trip. I may have to use some of my emergency money, but I can afford it."

"No, not really."

(Mammon literally ran in and hugged his brother while the man is showering. Imagining him high pitch screaming is hilarious)

Already eaten and dressed before marching up to his room and slapping him awake. Hands him a protein bar and drag him out of the house to the train station before it takes off.

"No arguing, train time."

"No arguing, let's find our room."

Milady bought one room for all three of them since it's only one night. Mammon is sleeping up top while Luke and Milady share the main one. The boys aren't happy being stuck in a room together.

"We're about to see fairies, or at least the special flowers. Who wouldn't be excited?"

Making a face at Mammon.

"Mammon, it's his dessert and it's his choice if he wants to share with you or not. Stop asking."

Grabs Luke's dessert and gets up. "Come on, Luke, let's eat the dessert in our room." Glares back at Mammon before walking away with Luke.

"I don't think they hate angels, they're just hurt because of what happened. Even though it has been centuries since the Great Celestial War, it's still a wound on their hearts. It's complicated, simple as that."

Wraps an arm around his shoulders and leans him against them.

Turns away from Mammon without a word. He chases after them and keeps babbling on that they had to speak, "why do you have such a stick up your ass?" "You were very rude to Luke for no reason."

"There's a difference between teasing someone and being flat out rude." There's a hint of green in their blue eyes.

"By pissing him off? Luke has done some grown, and even if he thinks the angels are always right, why does that matter to you? He grew up with the belief that angels are the righteous, staying at Devildom isn't going change that unless that way of thinking is actually questioned. But attacking him and/or forcing him to see things your ways will only prove his beliefs as true."

Elbows Mammon, hard.

Wraps an arm around Luke. "What would you like do right now?"

(Did Mc climb onto the roof or did Mammon carry them as well?) Shrugs. "I got nothing."

(Lucy embarrassing his son)

"It's just stories, nothing to worry about."

"Okay." "Thank you, Luke."

Stares shocked and confused at the House of Lamentation in the human world.

"I don't know. But regardless, we need to take shelter."

"Mammon?"

[3.2]

[winslowat3am]

Do u give money to people on tumblr?

Short answer, no. I don't reblog those posts, either. Majority of them are scammers, bonus scamster points if they use their race/gender as emotional manipulation. (Rant incoming cause this pissed me off, not you, but it had me thinking about a lot of shit). I'm sorry but I could never be on Tumblr begging for money, that's embarrassing, no offense. I commend anyone who's shameless enough to do that cause in all seriousness, couldn't be me. I feel like there are just some things you shouldn't do & asking strangers, half of which are minors, to give you their hard earned money in trade for nothing is one of them. The victim mentality of "let me spam my followers with a bunch of sob story updates about my life's issues & guilt trip them into giving me cash", no. Leave them alone. That shit's annoying, inconsiderate & entitled. & it's always the same fucking people holding their hand out. The people you're begging for cash are more than likely struggling too & need theirs. Tumblr is the worst place to ask for assistance. If you need money then you should seek a financial aid program, or I don't know, log the fuck out & get a job like everyone else? That's what people who need money do. There's no excuse, I said this before & I'll say it again, making money nowadays is easier than it has ever been cause of access to technology. Everything is virtual. You can work from home. There are people making millions eating for a fucking living on YouTube. If you're broke atp it's cause you either make excuses for why you can't work or you're just lazy. It's a choice. You don't even need to physically go out & find a real job. Make something. Perform a service. Everyone has something they can offer. Don't sit there & expect people to pay you for nothing. I hate lazy ass people who wallow in self pity, make excuses & don't contribute anything to society & simply exist to leech off others. It's parasitic & pathetic. You "can't work", but you can play around on social media every day? Hmm. You deserve to live in poverty then. You're not special. You better sell some p-ssy, d!ck or c*ke. If you're bussing it open to everyone anyway you might as well get paid for it, in the words of my wife, "make it count". Seriously, I don't respect those people. Tumblr beggars are the equivalent of irl bums who loiter at gas stations harassing passersby for change. It's fucking irritating & unfair that we live in a world where weak people are rewarded, coddled, catered to & given breaks for doing nothing. "Oh well, you know, John can't work, he's dealing with a breakup that has him in a deep depression. I just- I don't know if his mental health will allow him to work." Bro, I sympathize but at the end of the day, screw John. He has no real problems. There are people with cancer & aids right now who are working. People with no limbs are working. He can work, he's physically able to, but ultimately he won't cause he's a mentally weak man with no drive. Let's just call it what it is. I've been homeless & depressed before, I dug myself out of that hole WITH NO HELP, if people can bounce back from homelessness, addiction, abusive relationships & rebuild their lives, if people with deformities can work there's no excuse for why these lazy asses are living in houses, have food & water, with themselves being the only person they have to take care of but they're on here begging us & living off the gov't. That shit IS sad. & I get so heated over this topic cause the bastards who log on & beg aren't going to log off fucking Tumblr & make adjustments so they can afford to live, they're not going to or offer an exchange, they'll continue to do this shit. In the comfort of their home. Meanwhile, the ones they beg have to scrounge. So no motherfucker, I can't help you spend my money. Follower counts mean nothing here cause nobody gets paid on this dead app, this ain't YouTube. If you have hella followers but you still can't eat or pay your bills it's a sign your priorities are fucked. Up. Your followers owe you nothing. Have a little pride & self respect.

[obey-me-headquarters]

My Mc is a little menace and their baby crimes deserves to be reported about.

Baby crimes under cut.

Definitely leaves notes around the house. Some times they're quick and quirky. Other times they hide all the forks and when you open the drawer, a note reading "look in the gutters >:3" in the fork place. Of course the forks aren't in the gutters, no that's just another note.

During their first week in the house of Lamentation they silently and stealthily moved all the furniture 5cm to the left, and no one suspected it was them because really, who would believe a scared human new to the Devildom would play a prank on demons?

The anti Lucifer league keeps trying to recruit them, but they wouldn't join unless they get to wear cool jackets.

They go to a devildom arcade and Mammon's luck is in ther side as they win a ridiculously amount of tickets. The only thing they get is those sticky hands. They then proceed to fling them everywhere. In the house, at RAD, during the walk to RAD, every fast food place they go too. The Devildom is quickly invaded by sticky hands and Lucifer if suffering because they keep staining his paperwork.

They successful clicker train the boys.

They start illegally selling Heeyles at RAD and is absolutely terrified of getting caught. Lucifer just believes that humans are very, very clumsy when they keep eating shit. They convice Mammon that they gained slight levitation after their death and just don't know how to bring it up.

They watch Solomon spend a afternoon painfully teaching Simeon how to use a computer only to swipe in and undo all that be explaining all screens are touch screens, see watch how your phone responds to touch! If a screen isn't responding, you're not pressing hard enough!

They cheekily tell Barbatos that they think the house of Lamentation might have a mouse problem. When he goes in expecting the worst he finds they hidden computer mouses around the house.

They have a whip board in the kitchen labeled "days since last magical/curse/Mammon related Incident" promising that they'll be a a reward if they make it too a month. They never last two weeks.

They still use the "intimacy up!" And "intimacy down!" Phrases from the game world and refuse to explain when asked what they mean. The brothers are terrified, especially when they use the phrases in weird situations that are not at all romantic.

They try to unionize the little Ds.

They desperately believe in aliens but doesn't want their dreams to be crushed. So every time they see Barbatos they just kinda look at him like 👁👁 believing that he would know the answer.

Tries to start a flat Devildom conspiracy but forgets about it in like a week.

Why Luke asks why their hair is fading (they dye their hair) they look at him straight in the eyes and tell him that it means they're dying. Humans die without natural sunlight and access to other humans. You know how humans hair goes grey when they get older? It's like that, only the aging process can get speed up if humans aren't left in their natural habit. You see Solomon? You know how he's immortal and has white hair? His hair is like that because he left his natural habit but the immortality juice wouldn't let him die. Luke starts freaking out, and so does Mammon from were he was eavesdropping. They claim that it was a joke, they're like 20! The rest of the demons, who were eavesdropping and very concerned, let's out a sigh of relief.

That's all I have for now but I promise there WILL be more. The house of Lamentation definitely has a box labeled "Baby jail" for them whenever they act up. And they give the absolute SADDEST puppy dog eyes whenever they're placed in there.

[jeanjauthor]

This is what we mean when we talk about Big Health Insurance being a big painful problem.

I need to wear compression socks, and the first time I was told to buy them, I was told to go to X office and get fitted for them.

And then that office charged me $98 dollars a sock. I shit you not. Nearly one hundred dollars for one sock. I needed two, one for each leg. I was told that since they had to buy them through the insurance companies (and probably to justify their existence as an office fitting medical assistive devices), that was how much they would cost me.

Let me clarify something. Who was paying for this one sock, that I needed two of? Not my insurance company, because insurance companies won't pay for a lot of this "assistive medical device" shit. No, it was me, out of pocket. Paying this horrifically high price because the company I was told to go to was told by BHI they couldn't sell any lower than that...even though BHI wasn't paying a dime for any of this for me.

I had to buy 2 pairs of socks (4 socks) to be able to have one set to wear and one set to wash and dry. >.< I had to go visit my parents just to eat food three times a week, for a while.

When I finally stumbled across an ad for an online compression sock selling business (multiple brands)...it threw me that I could get them for less than forty dollars...a pair. FORTY DOLLARS A PAIR. Not nearly two hundred dollars for a single pair and four hundred dollars for two pairs. No. It was Forty. A. Pair. I could have bought ten goddamn pairs for that much money.

I was so dumbfounded, I called up the internet online company and asked them if I could get both socks in one package for that price. They were treating me like I was an idiot for even asking, until I explained about company X, and then the online company representative instantly turned sympathetic and explained that yes, there are predatory companies like that. Yes, they know how to fit you for things like that (which admittedly is essential if your bodyshape isn't standard), but they and the insurance companies they work with do tend to have predatory pricing practices.

Because company X did sell things that the insurance companies will pay for...they upped their prices on everything. (I think also it was a case of company X's office being placed in a location that is one of the three richest neighborhoods in the whole region, so they probably thought that everyone they were fleecing could afford it...which, since I was literally losing my house at the time, no, no I could not...)

Anyway, if a little company works with Big Health Insurance, they often have to jack up their prices just so that they get enough money to survive doing business, even while BHI is ALREADY gouging the hell outta the customer/patient with their absurd high prices for things that should never cost that much. Big Health Insurance controls a lot of the medical supply industry from within the medical industry.

So what can we do about it?

Well, they often don't control the actual compnies selling the actual goods online. They only control what you go to a company controlled by them is selling.

So, go online.

Go online and look for much better prices is a good starting point...but writing to your members of Congress to tell them to push for Medicare For All is another. If there's one thing we can guarantee about the US Government (presuming it doesn't involve the Military Industrial Complex), it's that they'll go for the lowest bidder.

And once they're the biggest buyer in town with M4A, they will twist the arms of Big Health, Big Pharma, and Big Health Insurance to make those prices go down.

...You know, just like Biden's Administration forced the prices of most forms of insulin to go down...?

Meanwhile, I'm buying my compression socks online.

Wuht???

I was just talking to a former coworker who now works for a local home medical supply store. It's not an independent entity it's owned by the some healthcare network that owns the hospital I work at. Anyway I told her about how I no longer do business with them for home cpap supplies. Anything I need I can get cheaper off the internet paying cash than buying from them using my insurance. She said that they "can't undercut the insurance company." Like... WTF does that even mean???? Wouldn't insurance companies want you to sell at a cheaper price so they don't have to pay out as much. WTF is going on?????

[valkyrieandstrangeridingaragorn]

On your 'Stark isn't a role model most most people like' comment; that's the unfortunate thing, a bunch of people DO see him as a great character and role model. I can't tell you how many arguments I've gotten into irl who thought Stark was a good person. Despite, you know, the fact that he is a literal war profiteer, hypocrite, and bigot. (Don't even get me started on him grooming Pepper) I'm pretty sure it's an Elon Musk type thing where people just assume 'rich = good and right' and its yikes in every way

Absolutely, there's a weird love for billionaires that I never quite understood. I don't know if it's because some people think by kissing their ass they'll turn into one or if dealing with them makes them think they're part of the elite group and better than us poor and stupid sheep struggling to make ends meet.

I can understand people liking him but most of the stuff he did in the movies is unjustifiable. He was a war-profiteer and didn't stop selling weapons until it affected him and a bunch of American soldiers (he didn't give a damn if non-white people died. And the folks who claim he didn't know? He didn't want to know, there's a difference).

Then he spent years building weapons of mass destruction, refusing to answer to the American government and of course he was allowed to do that because of who he was. Which hey, I'm more than happy that he didn't hand the suits to those fuckers but let's not forget his privileges are the only reason he got away with it because what happens when others want to do the same and keep acting without the government's interference? Oh right, the Raft.

He's never been held accountable for anything, he's never had to face any consequences for his actions, the only shit he's had to navigate through is problems of his own making and Thanos.

What price did he have to pay for building Ultron and destroying a good chunk of land in Sokovia? A little bit of guilt after a mother told him about an American kid dying there? What of the Sokovians who died during the attack? And what does that guilt translate into? The Accords. Something that doesn't affect him at all since he's not enhanced. So the rest of the team suffers from it but he doesn't.

What price did he have to pay for kidnapping a 14 year old, taking him out of the country without telling his legal guardian and getting him involved in a fight with powerful individuals who didn't know who the kid was? None. Or worse, he's told he's a "father figure". Oh and before he was going to introduce him to the world as the new avenger, did he speak with May? Did May know? She's his legal guardian but he didn't tell her, he doesn't own that kid but who cares, right?

What price did he have to pay for trying to murder Bucky in cold blood? None, he went back to the compound and was free as a bird while Steve, Sam, Wanda and Natasha were forced to go hiding, Scott and Clint had to agree to a deal with the government while informing them of their families and Bucky went on cryo again.

Does he ever learn from any of this? He doesn't. He keeps making promises of change and growth but whenever shit hits the fan he always acts the same way. He destroys the suits and promises to stop but he keeps building them anyway. He sees he has stepped over people's boundaries and he says sorry only to do the same over and over again. He claims to understand civil rights and feels guilty over his actions but when the time comes he's more than happy to violate them. He speaks of freedom and peace but builds devices to control the citizens, even has one of them in house arrest because in his eyes she's a "weapon of mass destruction" not a human being.

He was so full of it and the worst part is Marvel kissed his ass so bad that every time he started with his idiotic speeches not a single character was ever allowed to correct him, so it doesn't surprise me that some people think he's a role model. Or perhaps they think he's a role model of what not to be in which case... I'd agree with them.

[candiedsour]

How Genshin Impact characters would react to someone flirting with you || (Liyue)

Hello everyone! I apologize for the wait but I finally finished the Liyue version ٩( ᐛ )و I was originally supposed to divide it into 2 parts but then I decided against it ( ͡°³ ͡°). Part 3 will probably be uploaded in 3 days. But in the meantime, enjouy reading! o(〃＾▽＾〃)o

-E <3

Zhongli ❌💸

How he'd react to someone flirting with you really just depends on his mood

He doesn't really interfere because he knows you can handle it yourself

You two have had the person flirting with you pay or discount something you both bought on more than one occasion and he's not even ashamed of it

"Ah, my lady. Your beauty is simply etheral."

The shop owner said as you examined the jade.

You looked up from the Noctilucous Jade and met Zhongli's eyes. Completely ignoring the owner.

Zhongli's put the Jade onto the table and reached into his pouch for Mora.

Though, once he opened it; he grimaced. Once you saw his expression you realized that neither of you had enough Mora to pay for the Jade.

You cringed as you saw the amount of Mora in the pouch and looked back at the shop owner to apologize.

That was, before an idea clicked into your mind.

You then berought forth the most charming and flirtatious face you could muster and smiled at the shop owner.

"My deepest apologies Sir, but I don't think we'll be able to buy from you today. " You sighed.

The owner widened his eyes at your statement and quickly replied with

"Oh no, it's fine your can just pay any amount you have now and come back to pay for the rest! "

"Thank you so much Sir, I am forever in your debt for this. " You said as you grabbed his hands.

The owner was completely smothered by now, he had completely forgotten Zhongli's presence and was looking at you with completely entranced eyes.

If it wasn't for Zhongli's years of experience in concealing his expressions, he would probably be laughing out loud by now.

"That was quite the show my dear, I doubt that he would have noticed anything even if we had robbed his whole stall. "

Beidou 🏴‍☠️♀️

Just like with Kaeya, no one would really flirt with you since they know about your relationship with the captain of The Crux unless they're clueless

And Beidou being Beidou, would not take shit from anyone. Clueless or not

If the other person is being persistent, she doesn't really mind throwing hands

"It's a shame that you have a lover, otherwise i'd have made you mine by now. " The creep said as he grabbed both of your hands.

You leaned backwards, trying to get away from the man. You desperately scanned the area for anyone who would help you.

You then met Beido's eyes with a look that clearly read "please help me".

Once she saw you, Beido walked over and tapped the man on the shoulder.

"She's mine, now let her go." She said as she glared at the man who was holding onto your hands.

"And if I don't?"

The person didn't even register anything before Beido's fist collided with his jaw.

"I ain't scared of fines, I'll fight whoever disrespects my partner"

Xiao 🔪👺

Doesn't really care if the other person is flirting with you or not

If it gets to the point of harassment he will give them a whack with his polearm

He looks like he doesn't care about you but that's just because he knows who you're going back home with

"Would you like to accompany me on my travels, my fair lady? " The traveler said as he loaded his belongings onto his cart.

"I'd have to decline the offer. I already have a lover I am devoted to. " You said with a smile as you passed him the packed food you had bought from the inn.

Xiao watched you two from the distance, he sat on the balcony if the Inn as he waited for you to bid him farewell on his missions as well.

"Were you watching me? " You said you peek at him from behind.

"I was simply making sure he was not a dangerous individual. " Xiao replied, stotic as usual.

"Are you here to bid me goodbye?" He asked as he gazed at you.

"Goodbye? Oh no, I'm going with you! "

"Even though you are hundreds of years old does not mean you are invincible. Therefore, you should refrain from fighting recklessly. "

Xingqiu ⚔📚

He usually just tells the person bothering you to back off, politely. Of course

Though, he doesn't really mind if the other person is rude or persistent; it's just an excuse for him to have a little 'fun' behind the scenes

If they're rude, they'll most likely find themselves having a number of minor inconveniences

"Sir, please let go of my partner." Xingqiu confronted the creep.

You quickly ran to his side. Not wanting to be near the man for a millisecond longer.

"And what's the pretty boy going to do to me?" He jabbed at the blue haired boy.

Although he was slightly irritated. Xingqiu paid no mind to him and walked you back to your house.

"Y/n do you recall the creep from yesterday afternoon? Yes, I received a notice that he is trying to buy brass for his stall. I convinced every merchant selling fish in Liyue to not sell him any, I also bought some brass. Would you like some? "

Chongyun ❄🍦

He doesn't really like confronting people so he'd just make up an excuse to take you away from them

If the other person decides to be start an argument, he'd try to keep his cool. Not wanting to go into the manic state he usually gets into once his body overheats

Sadly, on more than one occasion; he has lost his cool and completely and ends up causing chaos to anyone who's unfortunate enough to be nearby

It's been at least a solid 15 minutes since the guy sitting next to you have been pestering you about going with him to the Lantern Rite festival.

And for what felt like the 30th time, you declined.

You really wanted this person gone before you meet up with Chongyun but he kept following you so you just plopped down somewhere on the stone ground.

Unfortunately for you, the other person did not take the cue for him to leave but instead; had taken it as an invitation to sit down and talk with you instead.

At some point, you considered kicking him in the face but refrainwd from doing so. But now, you're regretting that decision.

"Y/n! Me and Xingqiu were looking all over for you. " Chongyun said as he ran over to you two.

The guy looked surprised as the two boys walked over you where you were sitting.

"Who are these people? " He said. As if they were the ones invading into someone's personal space.

Chongyun instantly realised the situation and whispered something to Xingqiu. He then gave you the hand signal for "Run for it" And pointed to behind him.

Almost in a flash, all of you three started sprinting away, leaving behind a very confused person.

"Thank Rex Lapis we didn't actually get into a fight this time"

Hu Tao 👻🔥

Whenever she sees someone flirting with you, she'd ask them about their health

She'd then weird them out by introducing her as the 77th director of Wangsheng funeral parlour

The person flirting with you would probably be very uncomfortable at this point and leave, but if they don't Hu Tao would hand then one of her buy 1 get 1 funeral coupons

"I simply cannot resist your beauty. " The man said as he leaned in closer to your face.

"Hello there good Sir! How is your health? " Hu Tao asked as she appeared seemingly out of nowhere and before you.

The man seemed confused at her question.

"Pardon? " He asked.

"Ah, I have forgotten that I have yet to introduce myself. Please call me Hu Tao. 77th director of the Wangsheng funeral parlour! " She introduced herself and took out her hand for him to shake.

He seemed a bit uncomfortable at the mention of funerals but nevertheless he ignored Hu Tao and went back to your conversation.

"What do you say to dinner at Wanmin Restaurant? " He pressed on, flat out ignoring Hu Tao's whole existence all together.

"Here's a coupon, it's buy one funeral, get one free. I hope I'll see you soon! " She said as she dragged you away. Leaving behind a very disturbed man.

"I should've said 'I hope to see you again businesses-wise. ' "

[azalea-writes]

Hey luv :D

So I think I've been waiting patiently for the other writers enough- (I understand it takes time and I don't want to be an asshole but I requests this 3 times for two different fandoms and still nothing- I can't hold back anymore pls forgive me)

So! If you could be so kind to write a howl pendragon reader? Preferably male cos there's not enough m!readers and if there is it's just nsfw :( but gn is cool to!

Anywho! So like the reader is a charming and powerful sorcerer like howl and they also most likely have been to many other worlds so I'm saying is they've been to the devildom and own a place there most likely a position shop! They don't necessarily need to use a portal to through worlds cos they have that little handle/switch thing near the shop's door/house door so they'd just turn it and then- boom! They open the door to the world they need to be in! Calcifer usually stays in the castle but let's just say when they're summoned he's on they're shoulder and probably shit talks everyone- even barbatos. They'll also kinda dress like howl does in the movie! Yk, half-buttoned up shirt, black pants, a coat hanging on they're shoulders, the matching earrings and necklaces! But a few minor changes like instead of the coat being pink and the exact same design it's the reader's favourite colours and design. They probably teasingly called Lucifer sweetheart when they said they won't join the exchange program so they had to be convinced with something like forbidden spell books that Solomon or satan wouldn't be able to get a hold of! I also headcanon they are more powerful then Solomon and the only reason they're name isn't all over the place like his is, is cos 1) they don't need pacts to have power nor do they want it 2) they don't use it a lot, only to do house chores, sell positions and have a bit of fun and 3) they travel a lot so even while they're in the exchange program they travel to multiple worlds to get some things done and to just have some of they're own time for themselves (and calcifer)

And sorry this is long but can you do the reaction of all the ob boys? Like the brothers, the royals and other exchange students? I hope this isn't too much ^^"

Love your writing btw!!

A/N: HELLO! That's perfectly fine! The writers are probably backed up by requests or they're busy. I have 15 or 16 requests at the moment. :')

I decided to write this for you right now but only the brothers! If you want the other characters, please request again but you'll have to wait a bit.

I haven't watched the movie, bear with me

Warning: Not proofread so grammar mistakes

The brothers reacting to a Howl Pendragon M!MC

(Minus Beel because I can't think of anything for him)

I hope I got that right

Alt: Enjoy!

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Lucifer

Lucifer is starting to feel a headache going on...

MC is stubborn and for what? Doesn't help that he called Lucifer "sweetheart" which made him a bit flustered. Just a bit.

Lucifer just gave in and offered to give MC a rare forbidden spell book.

Sure, MC may have gotten a forbidden spell book but he's still going to cause chaos.

When Lucifer saw Calcifer, he didn't pay much mind to it until Calc starts trash talking everybody...

Lucifer gives a long lecture about how Calcifer should NOT trash talk in front of Diavolo.

Also, Lucifer has to be more careful since MC has teamed up with the Anti-Lucifer League...

Mammon

So like... MC does magic? *mischievous smile*

Mammon immediately made MC his partner in crime!

Surely MC will save their butts when witches are chasing Mammon.

Basically, Mammon thinks that he's unstoppable if he has MC by his side.

I MEAN, MC did call Lucifer "sweetheart" and that's a bold thing to do.

When Mammon learned that MC overpowers Solomon, he wouldn't stop talking about it. (More like bragging)

"Ha! Solomon, ya better step ya game up! MC is taking your place!"

Don't mess with Mammon and his boyfriend.

I mean-

Leviathan

First thing in mind is "STRAIGHT OUT OF AN ANIME!"

At first, Levi was a bit scared to talk to MC because MC was FEARLESS.

So MC was the first to talk to Levi and they basically hit it off.

Levi thought that MC is amazing and MC thought that Levi has a very cool collection of merchandise.

If MC flirts with Levi, he'll faint everytime. HE'S NOT USED TO IT-

Levi always thinks how MC is still alive though. Calcifer will be trash talking everybody on MC's shoulder and MC is getting death glares from almost everybody.

Overall, Levi admires MC but also secretly worries over him.

Satan

JEALOUSY

Satan will keep complaining to Lucifer.

How come MC gets a forbidden spellbook and he doesn't?!

So he does the next best thing: Convince MC to join the Anti-Lucifer group.

RIP Lucifer, it was nice knowing you...

While Satan likes to play pranks on Lucifer with MC, Satan also likes to learn new spells with him.

Basically, Satan and MC can be a chaotic evil pair.

Also, Satan is a fan of Calcifer because he doesn't fear anything.

Though, Satan will start a fight when Calcifer has the audacity to trash talk Satan.

Asmodeus

A worthy opponent... Our battle will be legendary!

Asmo found it kind of hot when MC called Lucifer "sweetheart" without hesitation.

It really takes a lot courage to do that!

Asmo and MC have flirting competitions with each other. It usually ends in a draw.

Loves to tease Solomon on how he has competition.

Solomon doesn't care but it's just fun for Asmo.

Makes MC his bodyguard. Someone has to protect Asmo, he's too beautiful!

Asmo does NOT like Calcifer, how dare he insult him?!

(I don't know what to put anymore, hELP)

Belphegor

All Belphie heard was that there was a new member in the Anti-Lucifer group.

Again, RIP Lucifer, you will be missed.

Belphie will keep asking MC to do his homework because MC must be smart right? Belphie could be spending his time sleeping!

Repays MC by helping him find ingredients for his potions. (Which Belphie is kind of good at)

Belphie also makes up pranks that are too extreme that MC starts thinking if he even likes Lucifer a little bit.

With Calcifer, Belphie likes him because Calcifer is not even afraid to trash talk.

Sometimes, Belphie joins in on the trash talking for Diavolo and Lucifer.

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THIS IS SO BAD, I'M SO SORRY-

I JUST KEPT TYPING AND WENT WITH IT

I LOVE YOU ANON, I SWEAR

Alt: Thanks for requesting! Love you!