#starys 9

[chainsawworld]

I am so tired right now I'm gonna be real

[mariamakeslemons]

Spooktober 2024: Day 9 Minotaur

Warning: Roman/Grecian AU, Reader is AFAB and called female without indicating how Reader perceives themselves (not by Soap or Ghost), mild mention of violence and gore, vague allusions of beastiality (due to the story of minotaurs being half bull half man)

You sit at the campfire, watching in wonder as Soap teases Ghost and challenges him to a friendly wrestling match. It’s a strange thing to do, especially under a stary sky, after your years underground. Although, it must be stranger still, for Ghost, who’s horns rise above his head and snorts with a heavy ring between his nostrils.

Perhaps it’s due to the stories of the great and terrible Minotaur, who devours all who are thrown into his labyrinth, still repeat in your head from your childhood. But you are the lone survivor of the prior group of children, a maiden of nineteen who refused the king your maidenhead and was sent to die for it. Were it not for Soap, who spoke to the Minotaur and learned his name, you believe you would have been slaughtered and eaten like the others were.

“Ah, fair maid,” Soap calls, a boyish grin on his face from where he lays under Ghost, “Ah’ve been slain.”

“So you have,” you snort while Ghost looks between the two of you in confusion, “I believe you are dead.”

“Blargh,” Soap responds, his tongue sticking out of his mouth and eyes crossing. A terrible effigy of the dead, but delightfully childish. You laugh. Ghost does not.

“Not dead,” the deep voice of the Minotaur rumbles, his black fur bristling as brown eyes glare down from the white splotch on his face. Soap yelps as he’s lifted up from the ground, to your amusement.

“O’ course not! It’s pretend!” the man protests, kicking his feet and making his strange skirt swish around his thighs. You aren’t surprised that the king sent a foreigner into the labyrinth, especially one as handsome and strong as Soap. You were surprised to realize that Soap had found the string you used to travel the labyrinth and followed it to find you. Together, you searched the labyrinth for a possible escape, only to come across a freshly satiated Ghost, towering over both of you. It was Soap’s defensive stance that peeked the Minotaur’s curiosity, as he was used to people simply attacking him without thought. That simple moment of luck was all it took for the three of you to ally yourselves and escape the labyrinth, then the city. Now, you travel the woods, camping beneath the stars and the Gods eyes. Ghost revealed that he could speak and requested that you call him Ghost instead of Minotaur. You and Soap agreed eagerly, more than ready to learn the man beneath the bull’s head.

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Night falls and you sleep peacefully, until you’re suddenly grabbed.

“Look at this, men,” a soldier laughs, his disgusting breath making you wince and turn your head away, “A pretty maid for us to slake our loins in.”

“A whore,” one of the others calls out, causing them to laugh. You struggle against the man’s grip, panicking at Soap and Ghost’s disappearance, only to relax a little when one of the men howls as he falls to Soap’s claymore. The man bares his teeth at the other soldiers and throws himself into the fray, slaughtering a few, only to stop when the man holding you draws his blade and presses it to your throat.

“You drop that blade, or my blade slits her throat,” the bastard threatens. Soap snarls, but he complies, letting the claymore fall into the mud. A soldier behind him kicks the back of his knees, forcing Soap to kneel on the ground.

“Fucking foreign bastard,” the same soldier snarls, grabbing Soap’s hair and yanking him back by his hair, looking down at his face. The soldier holding you hums thoughtfully as the other men take in Soap’s pale skin, long lashes and light eyes.

“Pretty foreign bastard,” someone declares, lustful smirks crossing their faces as you panic again. It was bad enough when it was only you being threatened, but to threaten Soap?

“Leave him alone!” you yell, struggling again.

“Did you hear that, men? The maid told us to leave the bastard alone!” the soldier holding you cackles. Mocking laughter rises among the men as you try to get to Soap, who simply looks at you with his pale blue eyes. Then, he had the audacity to wink at you.

“You should,” a familiar deep voice intones behind you and the soldier, before the man is ripped away from you and ripped apart, letting his intestines splatter on the ground. You flee out of the way as Soap scoops his claymore back up and Ghost bends down to gore another soldier with his horns. Really, you wished you still had the bow your father had gifted you years ago, to help them get rid of the group. Instead, you gather some rocks to either distract or injure the soldiers, allowing Soap and Ghost a better opening to kill them.

The last soldier is killed and you return to Soap’s side as Ghost picks through the corpses for a meal.

“Yeh okay there?” Soap asks, his hand gently trailing over you as he looks for any injury.

“I’m fine,” you assure him, “I was more worried about you.” He blinks at your confession before giving you a crooked smile.

“Yer tae sweet,” Soap declares, before you both yelp when Ghost drops a boar beside you as he holds a corpse by the head.

“Good?” he asks, looking both of you over.

“Yeah, we’re okay,” you assure him. He looks down at you before kneeling and pressing his mouth to your cheek, a copy of the kisses you give Soap as “payment”. Blinking, you turn to look at Ghost in surprise.

“Payment,” he intones, turning his head slightly. You huff and comply, kissing Ghost’s cheek. He lets out a pleased snort before looking at Soap and turning his head to show the other cheek. The foreigner laughs and kisses the other cheek, getting another snort. You and Soap take the boar to start drying the meat for travel as Ghost gathers the bodies to eat them.

[lonestardaily]

#Lone Star is actually a comedy  

9-1-1: LONE STAR I S04E04: Abandoned

[dawkacynizmu]

wtorek 21/08

☪︎ podsumowanie

zjedzone — 1600 kcal

3 pary spodni ucierpiały tego dnia 3 PARY

wstałam o 8 bo moja mama miała lekarza na 10:40 a ona jest jebana panikarą i o 9 już płakała ze nie zdąży. odzwyczaiłam się od jedzenia wczesnych śniadań i nie chciało mi się niczego robić więc zjadłam dwa wafle ryżowe. wzięłam ze sobą podręczniki z zeszłego roku na sprzedaż w takiej księgarni która przyjmuje używane i potem sprzedaje innym uczniom. za 5 książek dali mi 75 złoty...kupiłam tam też nowy podręcznik od matematyki za 55 zł 😐 żart kurwa żart. istnieją osoby które wszystkie kupują nowe (np. jedna moja znajoma) i wow imagine mieć bogatych rodziców. zawsze dla mnie jednym z najśmieszniejszych zjawisk były bogate osoby które nie ogarniają że są bogate (oraz jak wielki to jest przywilej). mam kolegę który ubiera się w stylu grunge, nosi buty sklejone taśmą śmiejąc się jakie to aesthetic. zawsze zwlekał ze składkami klasowymi, nie płacił na takie rzeczy jak wigilia czy prezent na dzień nauczyciela, żartował z tego że jest biedny (i to z taką podejrzaną wręcz lekkością mu to przychodziło) i ja myślałam, że naprawdę tak było. ale jedynie do czasu jak zapytałam się co robi w święta, a on "moja mama uznała ze nie chce jej się wyprawiać wigilii w tym roku więc lecimy sobie na dwa dni do paryża"

wchodząc do samochodu ujebałam sobie spodnie z każdej możliwej strony, zjadłam loda z budki bo nie przepuszczę żadnej okazji aby takiego opierdolić i kiedy moja mama z siostrą poszły do lumpa ja pobiegłam do hebe obczaić lakiery hybrydowe, chciałam jakiś nowy kolor, kupiłam te dwa i ten niebieski jest przecudowny, zrobię sobie nim i pokaże wam jutro efekt. w ogóle taka dziwna sytuacja miała miejsce xD wracałam z siostrą do samochodu, patrzyłam się w telefon i usłyszałam takie bardzie głośne zdanie bez kontekstu od jakieś obcej babki cytuję "boze jakie to brzydkie" jak mówiłam, nie patrzyłam się na nią a w telefon, nie znałam kontekstu wypowiedzi, myślałam że może idk kupiła coś co jej się nie podobało. powiedziała to jednak na tyle głośno że dotarło do moich uszu i zażartowałam do siostry "czyżby to o nas?" ona miała jakąś dziwnę minę, zaczęła się śmiać i gdzieś dzwonić. okazało się że to rzeczywiście było o nas XD to była matka ex dziewczyny jej chłopaka której moja siostra nigdy na oczy nie widziała ale musiała obczajać jej Instagrama/Facebooka żeby wiedzieć jak wygląda. szkoda ze naszej mamy z nami nie było bo by zwyzywała szmacisko. siostra pokazała mi potem jej zdjęcie i sama wygląda jak po odwyku narkotykowym.

w domu zaserwowałam sobie odgrzewany makaron z wczoraj i plan był jeść jedynie owoce do końca dnia...błąd potworny. złapał mnie głód, zjadłam zbożowego batonika i kajzerke i rozmyślałam nad 627282 innych rzeczy które mogłabym opierdolić bo przecież za moment zaczyna się szkoła, dalej nic nie schudłam, 1600 kcal to w ogóle porażka i powinnam ojebać drugie tyle. wiedziałam, że jeżeli to zrobię to będę czuła się jeszcze gorzej więc się powstrzymałam. z każdym takim wstrzymanym napadem jest to łatwiejsze. nawet jak już zaczynam tracić kontrolę i coś w siebie impulsywnie wpycham to nie robię tego tak szybko i zachłannie, potrafię przestać zanim poczuję nieprzyjemne przejedzenie no i oczywiście zanim przekroczę swoje zapotrzebowanie kaloryczne.

zrobiłam sobie miętę do picia, chciałam usiąść i obejrzeć odcinek criminal minds kiedy zobaczyłam dziwną, zieloną plamę na kocu na łóżku, trochę jakby ktoś wylał zielone smoothie. myślę sobie co do chuja szybko ogarnęłam że to rzyg psa mojego siostry XDD wołam ją, ona do mnie "weź się obróć" całe spodnie miałam tym ujebane SIEDZIAŁAM NA TYM RZYGU I TEGO NIE CZUŁAM boze ta zielona substancja przebiła się przez koc na kołdrę ale na szczęście prześcieradło już oszczędziło. zmieniłam spodnie i pojechałam rowerem odebrać paczkę. zamówiłam kilka dni temu nowy plecak, mój stary miał 6 lat i dalej był w dobrym stanie ale po prostu absolutnie mi się nie podobał wizualnie not very mindful not very demure

w każdym razie dużo dobrego słyszałam o plecakach z tej marki. na dniach kupię jeszcze kilka zeszytów i wyprawka do szkoły gotowa xd kurde chciałabym wrócić do czasów kiedy to było ekscytujące, jakieś nowe flamastry czy piórniki które i tak kupowałam co 2/3 lata bo bieda ale i tak sprawiało to trochę radości/rekompensowało powrót do szkoły. jak wróciłam z tym plecakiem to ofc poszłam odstawić rower do garażu i zahaczyłam spodniami o jakieś chuj wie co rozpruwając potężnie na kolanie xD pierwsze ujebane drugie orzygane trzecie rozerwane

dzisiaj miałam zrobić dzień bez ćwiczeń ale dla spokoju głowy zrobię trening i pójdę jeszcze na rower. jutro liczę że zjem mniej bo kupiliśmy kalafior na targu a to mój ulubiony niskokaloryczny, sycący produkt, dodatkowo będę zajęta robieniem nowych pazurów więc nie powinnam myśleć o podjadaniu czegokolwiek. muszę trochę zdyscyplinować moje dupsko i kiedy czuję że jesyem głodna i serio nie wytrzymam to jeść sensownego a nie pierdyliard głupot.

[cellythefloshie]

;; The Bet Dedicated to @puckmaidens for her birthday bingo

Summary: You've never been one to shy away from friendly competition or a little risk - so you bet Nico that he won't score a hat trick in his game. Little did you know that the prize you offered was the only motivation he needed. Lydia's Bingo Card Tropes: Stary Night, Hattrick, New Jersey Devils, First Kiss Other Tropes: Friends to Lovers Word Count: 1.6k+ A/N: Happy Birthday Lydia! I know you weren't expecting anything until probably a bit later since you posted your bingo a little late, and have your "deadline" set for September, but I wanted to make sure you had something to read for your special day! I hope you enjoy! 🎉

The conversation hung in the air for a moment as your fingers hesitated over the keyboard. You knew his stats better than you would ever admit to anyone. Nico Hischier had only scored 2 goals in a game twice so far that season - and only 9 total times in his career so far. Statistically, it wasn’t going to hang in his favour, but you would humour him.

You smiled to yourself. You had been friends with Nico for some time now, hell maybe even best friends would be the right word for it. The only time you weren’t talking was during a game, or while you both slept it seemed. You hung out at least once a week if his schedule allowed it, and in the off-season, the two of you got into nothing but trouble.

There was a long pause. The … on your screen indicating his typing left your heart racing. You knew he wouldn’t do it, so wagering something like that was more of a joke than anything. Hell, you didn’t expect him to agree with it at all. But then his text finally came through. Just one single word:

Your phone was silent the rest of the evening as it always was before game time. Nico had his pre-game rituals to go through and you never tried to interfere. Not even on a day when there was a little more on the line. Instead, you put your phone aside and went about your own pregame ritual. You finished up with your work and took the leisurely walk home during the peak hours of hustle and bustle in the Newerk streets. Then, when you got home you went straight into the kitchen and cooked up one of your favourite meals.

It was enough to keep you satisfied until game time when you settled into your place on the sofa with a bowl of ice cream for dessert. You drew your blanket in close, pulling it close to your body as the anthems were sung and then the game began. With mere games going into the playoff season - and the Devils expected to make their first playoff appearance in years - you had expected it to be a relaxed game. Competitive yes, but with the intention of resting certain players before what you hoped would be a long playoff run. And for the most part, you were right. The boys were looking a little more sluggish than you were used to seeing - a little more careless as they were biding time until game one of round one. But there was one player who stuck out from all the rest. 

Nico, fucking Nico, was playing as if it were game seven of the Stanley Cup Final and the trophy was about to be put into his hands. He was skating fast than you had ever seen him go, and dancing around players like he was Connor McDavid - so it didn’t surprise you when he had been the one to get the first goal on the board for Jersey. But you weren’t nervous. That was until he scored his second goal of the game before the first period could even end. He would have 40 minutes of play - 45 minutes if the game went to overtime - to score one final goal and it left your nerves so raw you didn’t even send him the menu of the restaurant you had picked out. Instead, you sent him one text you knew you wouldn’t get a reply to until well after the game was over:

You were wearing a small smile as you clicked send, placing your phone and your now empty bowl aside before you got comfortable under one of the throw blankets you kept on the couch. It was a dangerous thing, to get snuggled up beneath the blankets - and tonight was proven proof of that because you were asleep before the end of the second period. You slept through every penalty and every goal against and didn’t wake up until the game was long over and you heard a series of hollow taps against the glass of your kitchen window. 

It was a sound that left you lurching, your body in a panic as you realized the television had defaulted to the post-game screen reading; this program has ended. You cursed yourself as you pushed off the blanket, lurching for your phone to check the time. It was nearing midnight, and the NHL app had been sure to notify you that the Devils had won 5-4 in overtime, but you didn’t get the chance to check who the goal scorers were - not when the tapping on the window persisted. 

“I’m coming!” You shouted from the couch and grabbed the blanket before you scurried through to the kitchen. The kitchen window was large and opened up to the fire escape that you abused as more of a patio when the weather was nice enough. You liked to keep it decorated with plants, and quirky trinkets you would find during your time out at the shops, but in the chill of the April night there was only one thing left out on the escape, and you hadn’t left it there: Nico.

He hadn’t gone home after the game, his game-day suit still dawned on his frame jut a little less polished now as his collar was left loose and his tie had been lost in one of his pockets. 

“You could have buzzed the door Neeks!” You exclaimed as you passed the window open and took a step back to let him climb in but he didn’t do more than peak his head inside. 

“You going to come out here, or what?”

“It’s the middle of the night!” “Com’on, it’s beautiful out here,” he pulled back and offered you his hand. You used it to guide you out the window, your blanket wrapped around your shoulders like a cape to keep you from the night’s chill. It left you shivering as you looked out at the apartments across the street and up into the sky where the stars shone bright. He wasn’t wrong, it was a beautiful night. 

“You come all the way here just to star gaze, Neeks?” you spoke slowly, your eyes still trained up at the sky and how the stars glistened like glitter. 

“No, no,” Nico hummed, his hand still holding onto yours, “did you not watch the game?”

“I watched…” you started slowly, bright eyes glancing over at him as you held back a smile, “The first half. I fell asleep…”

“You missed a good game,” Nico’s smile grew as he reached into his pocket and drew out his phone, “you want to take a look at the score sheet?”

His grin was unlike one that you had ever seen. One that oozed confidence and - you squinted at him a bit - trouble it oozed trouble. “You didn’t-” Your words were broken as it hit you. He scored three!

You grabbed his phone quickly, the light illuminating your face as your scroll through the scoresheet. Hischier Hischier Thompson Tuch Jost J. Hughes Skinner Palat Hischier

“Oh my god!” You were sure you were loud enough to wake up the entire apartment block as you jumped up, your arms reaching out from beneath your blanket to wrap around the strength of his form. You not once thought what this meant for you in that moment, you were just too damn happy for him. It was the first of his career! Something worth celebrating even if it was just out on the fire escape in the middle of the night. “I’m so sorry I missed it I-”

“You doubted me?” he cocked his head at you, but he wasn’t mad. 

“Maybe a little,” you added, matching the smile that grew on his lips with your own. 

“You really underestimated how badly I’ve been wanting to do this…”

Drawing back just enough, Nico reached up with both hands. He cradled your cheeks in them, the warmth of his touch flooding over your skin. It rendered you still, your body not doing so much as breathing as he arched over and drew you into him. His lips were soft, and smooth as he eased into the kiss. The heat of his breath against your face as he kissed you slowly, gently, just enough to lull you into the idea that kissing him was something you liked a lot more than you could have anticipated. And not only did you let him kiss you, but you were also kissing him in return, your hands coming up to clutch the stretched fabric of his button-down as your lips parted just to get a taste of him. 

When he pulled back, your cheeks were red hot with blush and your gaze cast up at the sky in an attempt to hide just how much you had enjoyed it - but her must have liked it too because he was still willing to hold up his end of the bet even if you had lost, “I’m still going to take you out to dinner, but not as some sort of consolation prize-”

And you just smiled up at him, your body leaning into his as you both admired the night, “it’s a date.”

[buddiefix]

Angst (Tsunami/Lawsuit Era) Fic's

The following are some of my favourite buddie fanfictions that involve angst, focusing on S3's tsunami/lawsuit.

(Any new fic's I find that fall under this category will be added to this post, so feel free to check back for edits!)

To Find Solid Ground by comebacknow

9-1-1 (TV)  

Time heals. At least that's what they say. So that's what Buck repeats to himself.

Language: English Words: 6,718 Chapters: 1/1

a (not so) stary night by an_amalgamation_of_things

9-1-1 (TV)  

One day, after the lawsuit, and before everyone has explicitly made up, Buck goes and watches the ducks. Eddie finds him and eventually they talk

Language: English Words: 5,822 Chapters: 1/1

Healing Through Love by 1_MadHat_1

9-1-1 (TV)  

Because of the lawsuit Buck has been struggling in every possible way, but when he is at his worst he gets a call from Chris' school and it changes everything. OR What if during the lawsuit Buck got a call from Christopher's school because he's listed as an emergency contact and they can't get a hold of Eddie?

Language: English Words: 9,831 Chapters: 1/1

Not Alone by datleggy

9-1-1 (TV)  

Prompt: after the drama with the lawsuit Buck is back but the team are cold and distant or even hostile. Buck tries not to let it get to him but he misses them, especially Eddie who just glares at him. This treatment slowly starts to ware down Buck’s hope that they would all reconcile eventually. It leads to Buck either asking for a transfer or doing something worse. Either way the team, especially Bobby and Eddie realize they let things fester to long. Put as much angst into this as you can!

Language: English Words: 6,924 Chapters: 1/1

Fall On Me by FandomLife54

9-1-1 (TV)  

“Excuse me, sir? Are you Mr. Kishimoto?” The man doesn’t so much as blink. “Right. I was afraid you’d say that.” In one short huff and the very distant gasps of the crowd below, Buck stretches a leg over his own balcony, balancing himself on the edge. That gets the man’s attention.

OR

With things no longer the same after the lawsuit, Buck decides that he needs to leave LA. Before he does, though, the team answers a call to rescue a jumper. Buck's heart-to-heart with the man sets off a mess of reactions that just might convince him he still has a home at the 118.

Language: English Words: 8,344 Chapters: 1/1

what if i surrender (and give in) by chthonicheart

9-1-1 (TV)  

“'Hey, man'?” Eddie repeats, and the weight of disbelief in his tone is the only thing that drowns out the latent anger. “Really? Why the hell are you even here, Buck?”

Language: English Words: 9,965 Chapters: 1/1

a leaf falls on loneliness by iimpossible_things

9-1-1 (TV)  

Buck doesn’t think that if he were to say, “I’m in a bad place”, that anyone would turn him away. Really, he doesn’t. The 118 has too many good, kind people for that.

But every time he wants to open his mouth, to say something, to reach out to Eddie or Bobby or Hen or Chim, he hears Eddie yelling, “you’re exhausting.”

—you’re exhausting, you’re exhausting, you’re exhausting—

So each day he does his job and he laughs and he jokes and he pretends he’s the care-free goofball he’s always been. And each day he packs away his bruises and his worries, takes them home to his empty loft with its quiet rooms, and licks his wounds in silence.

Language: English Words: 11,163 Chapters: 1/1

I would mind by MyArtificialFlowers

9-1-1 (TV)  

He should be scared.

The thought passes through Buck’s mind and it’s true but he doesn’t feel a thing. There is a gun pressed against his head and Bobby looks terrified even if he’s hiding it well. Hen and Chimney look scared as well, looking up at him, frozen, from where they’re kneeled beside the kid. And Eddie, well, he doesn’t look scared exactly, but he looks angry and at least that is a feeling. It’s more than the numbness that is wrapping itself around every inch of Buck.

or

Buck is depressed and when his life is threatened during a call, things sort of slip out in the aftermath

Language: English Words: 3,299 Chapters: 1/1

Tread Lightly by an_alternate_world

9-1-1 (TV)  

Healing after a truck bombing, breakup, pulmonary embolism, tsunami and lawsuit is a slow process when you're afraid to talk to your team when it feels like the world is crumbling in on you. Finding your way out of the crippling darkness is a lonely process when you're afraid you'll get benched again for something beyond your control. Learning to love again is a terrifying process when you're not sure your best friend will ever truly forgive you.

Language: English Words: 151,278 Chapters: 36/36

(Friendly reminder I do not own any of the works listed in this post, and all can be located on archiveofoureown.org)

[pozartaa]

26.04.24 UTRZYMANIE WAG1 dzień 421 w@żne.

Limit +/-2100 kcal.

Wybrane posiłki:

Na wstępie ogłoszenia parafialne czyli stawanie na wadze jak co dwa tygodnie. No trochę spadło. Nadal w granicy zdrowego BMI 18.5... lecz nisko. Szczerze nie miałam żadnych estymacji co do dzisiejszego ważen1a. Póki co jest ok. Byle nie było niżej niż to.

Waga sprzed dwóch tygodni i dziś (177cm)

Właściwie to na koniec marca chyba też było 58.05...wiec przez ten mięsiac właściwie constans. Jest ok, acz kolwiek nie przeszkadzało by mi z pół kilo więcej...choc to są tak drobne wartości w kontekście ogółu... Nie będę się zadręczać o wagę małej butelki wody.

Ogólnie ostatnio lubię porównywać w@gę do jakich rzeczywistych rzeczy jak torba cukru, cebula lub butelka coli. Bierzesz taka butelkę do ręki i jej waga nie wydaje Ci się aż taka znacząca jak miara kilograma... Nie wiem, trochę to taki trik psychologiczny. Działa też w droga stronę. Jeśli tracicie kilogramy i wartości utracone wydają się wam mało znaczące wyobraźcie sobie, że wnosicie po schodach utracony ciężar w postaci baniaka z wodą. Nalejcie sobie do wiadra 4-5 l (1l=1kg) i ponoście to w ręku pod górę. Jest różnica bez obciążenia i z obciążeniem? A no pewnie ze jest 😉. O tyle lżej teraz waszemu ciału.

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A poza tym tak jak zaplanowałam. Rano poszłam na targ po kwiatki na balkon.

Cześć pelargonii przechwalam przez zimę na klatce schodowej, a te zwisające jak co roku kupiłam.

Z przesadzeniem kwiatków wyrobiłam się do 11:00 (balkon-tour może za jakiś czas, bo S. zbuduje w maju jeszcze pergolkę na dzikie wino i będzie super kawaii balkonowy ogrodek) a na 12:00 laser (Auć... choć dziś jakoś mnie mniej bolało i szybko poszło) przy okazji spacerek i troszkę Pokemon Go.

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Stary telefon (ten na którym to piszę) jak na zawołanie robi fikołki - włącza się i wyłącza... Oj chyba chcesz być wymieniony mój stary, wierny cegłofonie...

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Tak to ostatni post pisany na Redmi 9. Wszystko już pozmieniałam i przełożyłam kartę sim. Teraz jeszcze używam domowego WiFi i klepię na starym cegłofonie. Nie wiem czemu jest mi tak trudno zacząć korzystać z nowego...

Dobrej nocy wam życzę!

[lihaajaluuta]

[02.12.2024]

B0dy ch3ck

Cześć! Kiedy to piszę jest 9 rano, a zajęcia na uniwersytecie mam od 11:15. Na dworzu szaro, nie wiem jak jest w Polsce, ale przynajmniej nie ma już rozpuszczonego śniegu zmieszanego z błotem. (Tak zwane loska paska)

Troche niecodziennie, ponieważ zwykle wstaję w poniedziałki około 10, a dzisiaj jestem na nogach od 8. W związku z tym powtarzam trochę na egzamin z fińskiego, który mam za niecałe dwa tygodnie. Mega się stresuję, chociaż mam większe rozeznanie i wiedzę niż większość jeśli nie cała grupa.

Udało mi się w końcu kupić nowe słuchawki, ponieważ mój stary headset który mam przy komputerze woła o pomstę do nieba, a zwykłe słuchawki, których używam jak na przykład jadę na zajęcia, nie są w najlepszym stanie, pomimo iż można dalej normalnie z nich korzystać.

Nowe słuchawki mają naprawdę dobrą jakość dźwięku, a dzięki aplikacji mogę bawić się equalizerem. Można by powiedzieć, że to trafiony prezent już na święta dla samej siebie.

Poza tym pomyślałam, że może wypadałoby wrzucić jakieś małe porównanie tego, jak wyglądałam chociażby trzy miesiące temu.

Może nie jest ono najlepsze ponieważ na obu zdjęciach nie mam tego samego topu, mimo wszystko chyba widać jakąkolwiek różnicę.

Nie posiadam żadnych interesujących zdjęć jeśli chodzi o jakikolwiek b0dy ch3ck, a jeśli chodzi o wagę, nie jestem w stanie powiedzieć dokładnie ile mogę ważyć na drugim zdjęciu.

Pamiętam tyle, że we wrześniu ważyłam +/- 68 kg, teraz prawdopodobnie jest to coś około 66 kilogramów, a może mniej?

Tak czy inaczej, miłego dnia! Może jeszcze dzisiaj coś wrzucę :]

Pierwsze zdjęcie: początek września 2024

Drugie zdjęcie: koniec listopada 2024

[catylsmental]

Jestem sama drugi dzień i siada mi na łeb, czuję się jak gówno. Jedzeniowo we wtorek tak zjebałam, że nawet nie ma o czym gadać. O 20:00 przyjedzie na 10min klientka, a ja nie wiem czy jestem w stanie nawet zrobić trip do apteki. O ironio czuję się źle też/głównie przez strach o hajs, a przez to tym bardziej chcę zagłuszyć myśli i tym bardziej nie mam siły psychicznej do szukania dodatkowej pracy. W "normalnym" stanie jak szukam pracy - flaki wywracają mi się do góry nogami i płaczę, bo do niczego się nie nadaję.

Part of my childhood story

I zdaję sobie sprawę z tego, że to nie do końca moja wina - mamy nie było większość roku w domu, bo pracowała za granicą, a ojciec średnio się mną interesował. Zaczęła wyjeżdżać jak miałam może 9 lat. Gdy miałam 16, stary zawinął manatki i musiałam zająć się już całkowicie samą sobą, mając opłacone rachunki i stówkę na tydzień. A mama jak już była, to wiecznie darła mordę na nas, potem tylko na mnie i podcinała mi skrzydła. Jak ja mam być normalna? Jak miałam zdać maturę i pójść na studia? Ale gdybym chciała, to mogłam. Ale. Ale mając już 17 lat wylądowałam u psychiatry. Czy takie dziecko samo z siebie interesowało się szkołą?

Doceniajcie rodziców, których interesuje Wasza przyszłość. Bo mnie zaniedbano, a dziś działalność niezarejestrowana w której sobie radziłam od trzech lat podupada, a poza sezonem w tym roku jem tynk.

[mah-t-wordblog]

People!!!! I came to tell you that I'm going to stop writing requests for a little while, but it's for a good reason!! preparing the tickletober fanfics :):):), but don't worry I'll continue later :)

There is what I will write 💛

Fandoms: Demon Slayer, Bungo Stary Dogs, Jujutsu Kaisen and Miraculous

1: lee!Nathaniel ler!Marc

2: lee!Muichiro ler!Yuichiro

3: lee!Megumi ler!Nobara e Yudi

4: lee!Urokodaki ler!Nezuko e Tanjiro

5: lee!Gyuu ler!Tengen e Kyojuro

6: lee!Obanai ler!Mitsuri

7: lee!Atsushi ler!Dazai

8: lee!Cat Noir ler!Ladybug

9: lee!Zenitsu ler!Tanjiro

10: lee!Muichiro ler!Genya

11: lee!megumi ler!yudi

12: lee!adrien ler!luka

13: lee!Marc ler!Nath

14: lee!Genya ler!Muichiro

15: lee!chuuya ler!dazai

16: lee!Gyuu ler!Sanemi

17: lee!Muichiro ler!Gyuu

18: switch!Luka e Adrien

19: lee!Tanjiro ler!Gyuu

20: lee!Poe ler!Rampo

21: lee!Zenitsu ler!Inosuke

22: lee!Mitsuri ler!Obanai

23: lee!Luka ler!Adrien

24: lee!Fyodor ler!Nikolai

25: lee!Shinobu ler!Gyuu

26: lee!Marc ler!Nathaniel

27: lee!Caprikid ler!Rosterbold

28: lee!Zenitsu ler!Tanjiro

29: ???

30: lee!Tanjiro, Genya and Muichiro ler!Sanemi and Gyuu

31: lee!Inumaki e Yuta ler!Maki e Panda

I don’t have any ideas for the 29, if u have help me 😭

[kiraisrika]

Hazbin Hotel: Trace the primal light

This will be part 1/3 Of my hazbin hotel rewrite

Link to part 2: xxx

Edit: this is a safe measure to vivziepop's stans that happen to come across my silly post

I just did a rewrite of a show i thought have so much potential, viv's ideas is good, great even and i respect her (though not support her) because of how far she has come. Shes a great animator and artist, i just wanted to expand her idea in another way unlike her way, its just a silly little rewrite you don't have to take it seriously.

Tldr: I am a bored teen who see the potential and decided to expand on it im not attacking Viv im just critisizing her work, all writers, artist, creator go through that (even me) its just a part of making creating for other people to enjoy. So lets be respectful.

Lets start of with the big fish, the tonal problem of Hazbin Hotel.

I feel like Viv can't decide whether its a serious story or a comedic story, everything feels so unbalanced, one thing the viewer is supposed to make fun of a character the next you need to sympathies with them in one scene to another.

Im not saying comedic shows cannot have a serious setting once in a while, see for example: the amazing world of gumball or heck even my little pony A SHOW MADE FOR KIDS THAT MEANT TO BE LIGHTHEARTED

But ofcourse, Hazbin Hotel have this problem, so lets change it shall we?

In my rewrite HH is in its core a semi-serious show, it has mature theme that is handled seriously and it doesn't make fun of a character in their more character driven moment

Ofcourse, HH still has their humor and allat, it just doesn't interfere with the over all tone of the show

now we move on to season 1 (-ep 9)

In the original series, hazbin hotel has 8 episodes, i wouldn't blame them because their an indie production but i think it should be extended to 9 for good measure

Ep 1 focuses on the setting, tone and introduction

Ep 9 will lay out the stary of the conflict in season 2

And lets just say, the Pilot of HH did a pretty good job of standing in for Ep 1, it has the setting, the characters and how they interact. I particularly liked the introduction to charlie at the start of the pilot, when its the end of the recent extermination and she's essentially "waking up" the rest of hell.

It captured Charlie's motivation and role so perfectly and nicely, it shows her status as princess, and her motivation to end the extermination for her people. All without a single dialog only her song.

Season 1 of my HH rewrite will lean onto more episodic elements, each episode after ep 1 will introduced a new character that come to the hotel and want to be redeemed.this will be the perfect chance for viv to showcase her designs and push the premise forward.

What about sir pentious? Hes a guest yes, he's a guest in ep 1 and will be more of like the core cast along season 1

My rewrite will probably look like this:

Ep 01: Prolog

Ep 02: a guest related to greed

Ep 03: a guest related to gluttony

Ep 04: a guest related to wrath

Ep 05: a guest related to sloth

Ep 06: a Guest related to lust

Ep 07: a guest related to pride

Ep 08: cast centric episode (maybe angel dust)

Ep 09: epilog that will lay out future season

I will talk about ep 9 later after i talk about the villains in part 2

But kira how about the main cast? How about their development?

Good question and i have an answer to you

Each cast or more will handle the said guest in every episode, for example Charlie will try to calm down a rouge wrath guest or Husk will try to help slmeone with the gluttony problem and so on and so forth.

The guest will contrast the cast very much, and this will give you how they interact with someone outside the main cast

Now how about the main cast itself? How do they interact with each other? Through the episodes ofcourse, found family dynamic that build up slowly but surely. Like angel, who don't care about the hotel at the start but slowly warming up to the others

But how about their personal development or trauma? Yes, beacuse season 1 focuses alot more on episodic, developing a character through episode is hard but plausible, so i guess in season 1 we will get a little development in the show don't tell format while in season 2 we will push to more character driven story and story driven story episodes.

how about the main characters?

Ofcourse we gotta start with the main cast

Charlie morningstar

Charlie in my rewrite is nice, sweet and often times pushing herself too much, she has her pride and will do anything to protect it, even if it harm herself. Shes down to earth and thats why she gets brushed off so much by her people because she doesn't earn their respect yet

Her development in season 1 is all about her trying to gain respect and all the while pushing the inner conflict of herself for working herself too much.

And her flaw is shown in one of the scene where she lashed out to her fellow main cast beacuse of her pride as in only her method is the right one. But through out the said episode she will try to fix that part of her in the guidance of her friends.

Likable component

- friendly

- nice

- confident

- leader type

- down to earth

- caring

Unlikable component

- prideful

- Headstrong

- pushing herself too much in the cost of her own self or even her friends

- gullible

- get jealous fairly easily ( not in like a posessive way but in like of how dare you're better than me way)

Vaggie | Vagatha | Valitas (angel name)

Yes i did rewrote her name too because what the fuck is Vagina.

Anyway-

The problem i had with her is the fact she doesn't have any and i mean Any character outside of her being "Charlie's girlfriend who is an angry latina stereotype" so we gotta fix this

In my rewrite, shes a pretty serious and headstrong woman, often being the "straight man" inside the chaos of Hazbin Hotel. While she look like she's made from stone, she actually has a pretty soft side more to her friends.

She's only acted aggressively where she deemed the situation is calling for it or she sense danger arising.

Shes a very good fighter and has been with Charlie for a long Time, though they never outright have a relationship. Their romance is a slow burn one, scenes here and there like lasting glances or playful flirting throughout season 1 that build up to season 2.

She has a pretty good, enemies to friends dynamic with angel dust, and out of all the main cast she's the closest to him by far (platonic!!)

We can easily showcase her character in a show don't tell format like simple gestures like putting a hand in front of charlie when she danger is coming or reassuring the other main cast calmly while holding their hand if need be

Likable components

- attentive

- logical

- serious

- street smart

- wise

- gentle

Unlikable components

- headstrong

- violent (if the situation calls for it)

- self loathing

- overbearing

Angel dust

Angel dust oh yeah we gotta talk about him

*sigh where do i start

I am not going to show his SA scene

Thats it, thats the rewrite

JUST KIDDING

But still no SA scene bcs wtf is that

Angel dust in my hazbin hotel rewrite is a confident and flirty man, he's confident, charming and sexually active man though he does fake his emotions a whole lot.

He stand in the middle of a string between overconfidence and self loathing at the same time, even if he's tired he'll often push all of his real emotions inside and stand proud in his drag queen persona.

He is an actor after all.

He has a very heavy trauma history with Valentino, and beacuse of valentino he develop his eating disorder and self loathing tendencies.

His interaction with main cast starts from him using them as means to escape valentino to him genuinely caring about them

Hes a very complex character over all

Likable components

- confident

- charming

- caring (he doesn't want to admit it)

- attentive

- soft spot

-attractive

Unlikable components

- he'll often accidentally invading others personal space because of his flirting (he'll work on it)

- self loathing

- overconfidence

and also his eating disorder (he'll work on it too in season 1 this will be viewed negatively as in its a bad thing not that angel dust is a terrible person to have ED)

Angel ae urip iki

Husk

Husky dusty my lil meow meow (hes a grown man) Just kidding!!

Husk in my rewrite is often times dismissive, petty, and overall a not fun person beacuse of his " i don't care" attitude but surprisingly hes a pretty good listener and a very detailed observer, he has street smarts and will sometime spit out uncharacteristically good advice.

His relationship with alastor will be dived in more deeper in season 2

Over all he will be that one idgaf bartender that has surprisingly good advice

Likable components

- attentive

- observant

- good listener

- street smart

- wise

- uncharacteristic good advice

Unlikable components

- petty

- dissmissive

- bitter

- salty

Nifty

Ah yes, the hyperactive skrunkle

she's honestly...a very interesting can of worms, she acted like a child but in that one episode she displayed in this sexual setting that made me ick for a little bit

Her character is basically nothing outside of the sociopathic, hyperactive silly goober

In my rewrite she's more reserved while still holding on to that hyperactiveness of her, shes a clean freak and kinda a sociapath often times.

While she hold on to that shes a rather friendly and approachable character, shes like that one friend you would talk your problems with all the while she offered to get rid of the problem (in more ways than one). While she has her flaws with her, it wss established that she was not aware that what her doing is wrong, because in her human life she never thought about right or wrong

And yes in my rewrite shes a rather young gal (maybe high school age?), how did she met alastor? No one knows

And she's ace btw, it just doesn't accured to me she will be the type to think about romance, let alone sex.

Likeable components :

- friendly

- easily approachable

- positive

- clean

Unlikable components

- cant distinct between right or wrong

- gullible

- violent

- overbearing

Alastor

Alastor alastor alastor, what should i do with you?

In my rewrite he is an polite and old timey man, he is a gentleman and quite a charmer. Hes smart, observant and confident.

He'll probably will be the only character in my rewrite to not swear once, instead he will passive aggressively critisize someone with his signature gentleman words for example:

"Your highness perhaps with that silly little head of yours you cannot comprehend this level complexity do you?"

but ofcourse he wasn't a tumblr sexyman for nothing Ain't he?

he's manipulative while simultaneously approachable, making him more dangerous, he is sadistic and psycothic all of his move and act is for himself and only himself

It wasn't clear of wether or not he started to care for the other main cast or not but one thing is for certain that he is a force to behold.

And hes one of the girls

Also, no voodoo thingy

Likable components :

- Charming

- polite

- gentleman

- observant

- smart

Unlikable components

- manipulative

- sadistic

- fake.

- obsessive

Yes that's all for today's rewrite, part two will hopefully be tomorrow, ofcourse this is not a perfect rewrite, im open to what interpretation you guys have about my rewrite!!

Edit: sorry guys, i write this on a whim in the middle of the night and im veryy sleepy so i hope the typo and grammar mistakes can be excused

[kostucha00]

5 Grudnia 2023, Wtorek ❄️:

🍪: 305 kcal

🔥: 170 kcal

💤: 9 h

📕: 0 h

⚖️: 45,9 kg

No więc... Była drama, jak wczoraj wspomniałam. Ogólnie to zamówiłam parę koszulek na OLXie. Koszulki spoko, żeby nie było, mi się podobają. Paczki otwierałam w kuchni, w której był akurat tata, pokazałam mu moje "zdobycze" , a on stwierdził że szkoda że wszystkich L-ek nie kupiłam, bo na te mniejsze jestem chyba trochę za gruba.

"Te mniejsze":

Nie że coś, ale mi się one zdecydowanie nie wydają za małe... Ale najwyraźniej mogę się mylić w tej kwestii 😑. Przykro mi się zrobiło, bo zdaję sobie sprawę, że wszystkie ciuchy od S-ki wzwyż są na mnie oversize'owe, a ten mi na poważnie wyjeżdża z tekstem że poniżej L-ki się nie zmieszczę... No kuźwa. Czy przez to tak mało na liczniku? Nie wiem. Może. W sumie to tak. Niby wiem że nie jestem gruba, ale po usłyszeniu czegoś takiego człowiekowi się włącza jakaś nie zaktualizowana kopia zapasowa która przejmuje stery i jedyne co możesz zrobić to szarpać zepsuty ręczny i się modlić. I w sumie wiesz, że gdzieś tam w bagażniku jest gaśnica aka techniki relaksacyjne, ale za cholerę nie wiesz jak się tam dostać, a tym bardziej co z nimi zrobić. Także ten. Na ten moment mam tylko nadzieję że nie skończę w rowie. Przynajmniej chora jestem, to mogę sobie spokojnie wychodzić z siebie. A w ogóle to stary rzucił taką bombę i beztrosko wyjechał sobie w delegacji, zostawiając takie pobojowisko... Wraca w piątek i pewnie nawet przez chwilę nie pomyśli (ani nie pomyślał do tej pory) o tym, co powiedział. Zapomniał o tym pięć minut później, jak sądzę. I to mi przypomniało, że za jakieś pół roku jadę na studia i nikt nie będzie nade mną wisiał ani mi truł dupy. I się trochę przestraszyłam. Bo nie mam pojęcia jak się zachowam, kiedy spuści się mnie ze smyczy. Teraz pilnuję żeby się nie stoczyć, żeby rodzice nie traktowali mnie jak kosmitę. Żeby dali mi święty spokój. Mój związek z EDziem był hot plotą na ustach całej rodziny, traktowany jak anegdotka do zabawiania gości. Czułam się ośmieszana i moja prywatność wtedy nie istniała. Więc albo to, albo morda w kubeł i jedziemy po cichu — nie ma nic pomiędzy. Ale za pół roku nie będzie czego wybierać, będzie tylko "róbta co chceta" i będę zdana tylko na zdrowy rozsądek, który zbyt często mnie zawodzi nawet w połączeniu ze strachem przed wstydem. Pewnie mi odjebie.

* * * * *

Trochę z dupy, ale wczorajszy kotospam nie zmieścił się w całości, więc jeszcze raz — specjalnie dla ciebie, @pozartaa !

[rainbowxocs]

I wrote this when I was like.. eight or nine.. I believe.. This was my first oc and my first proper story I ever wrote.

Once there was a little girl name jackie she was around 6 or 7 her mom left her Dad and her at this age she knew what was going on. she went into Depression when she was 16

One day her dad called her down staris "Ya dad?" Jackie asked as she sat down at the table her father was at "We are going to have a party of saturday" "A party?" Jackie said confused "Yes i thought you could meet some people and become friends" Jackie then stood up " I dont need friends.. i have mom!" Jackie allways thought that her mom was with her allways her dad allways thought she was insane "Jackie! your mom left us you need to stop thinking she is here!" Jackie stomped out of the room she slammed her bed room door and started crying "Why me… WHY ME"

The Next day

Jackie stepped out of her room dressed in a black dress grey scarf and purple shoes she was going to try to have fun atleast

Loud music was playing people were dancing and she sweared that somebody let a dog in

She moved threw the crowd of people getting to her dad "Dad you did not say the whole school was coming!" she said trying to be loud "Relax and just go with it" her dad said drinking a soda Jackie sat on the couch trying to think on why her dad was doing this. A person with black hair and a white hoodie sat next to her. "Great party huh? " The dude said "I guess it is.." Jackie said looking off into space Jackie sighed "My name is john" the dude said "whats yours?" "Jackie" "Nice name" He said "Do you go to school here?" "Yes i do " she said looking at her father "Do you know who threw this party" "Yes my father did" "Your father did this!?" he said shocked "Yup for me kinda.." "Oh is today like your birthday or something" "No.. he wants me to make friends thats all" "I could be your friend" "Ok" she said smiling

1 mounth later

Jackie walked thrue the school looking around for john John and jackie had been dating for around 9 weeks now and she wanted to ask him something Jackie allmost dropped her books as she saw john kissing another girl. Jakice ran away crying didn't care about school she slammed the door of her room Her dad was at work so he would not know she had skipped school She put on the same dress she had worn to the party that they first met and grabbed her pocket knife She did not care anymore.. she went to her ex-lovers house and then whispered in his ear Shh… you will have sweet dreams She then stabbed him in the heart Nobody has seen jackie ever since but legend says she still haunts the people who had made her mad.. for eternity.

[jinxyy07]

Hi all. For my piece, I used pastels once again as my base portion. My birthday is October 30th so I am a Scorpio and water sign. Reading from Chinese culture on astrology and zodiacs, I found that my colors are red, purple, and green, the three colors I mixed with the pastels to give that stary look. To continue the theme, I made the focal point of my piece my birth animal, with the Chinese symbol, which represents the goat. I then added my lucky numbers as well (3, 4, and 9) as well as my ruling planet, Pluto. As for the college part, I added leaves off a pine cone since my birthday is in the fall and a pumpkin since it’s also the day before Halloween.

Attendance:

Gavin Rossdale- we share the same birthday

[pruechaosbracket]

Pure Chaos Bracket Links/Guide

Submissions and Rules (Closed)

Preliminary Rounds (4/15 - 4/22)

Kokichi (Danganronpa) VS Junko (Danganronpa)

Amethyst (Steven Universe) VS Peridot (Steven Universe)

Jenkins (Red vs Blue) VS Team Red (Red vs Blue)

Dirk Gently (Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency) VS Bart Curlish(Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency)

Glenn Close (Dungeons and Daddies) VS Lark and Sparrow (Dungeons and Daddies) VS Scam Likely (Dungeons and Daddies)

Eda Clawthorne and King (The Owl House) VS The Collector (The Owl House)

Round 1-A (4/23 - 4/30)

Henry Stickmin (The Henry Stickmin Collection) VS Damien LaVey (Monster Prom)

Pearl (Splatoon) VS Mei (Lego Monkie Kid)

Deadpool (Marvel) VS Toph (Avatar: The Last Airbender)

Yakko, Wakko, and Dot (Animanics) VS Edward Elric (Fullmetal Alchemist)

Marx (Kirby) VS Nikolai Gogol (Bungo Stary Dogs)

Grian and Scar (3rd Life) VS Jevil (Deltarune)

Luffy (One Piece) VS Dimentio (Super Paper Mario)

Team Red (Red vs Blue) VS Alina Gray (Magia Record)

Round 1-B (4/25 - 5/2)

Mort (All Hail King Julian) VS Loki (Norse Mythology)

Benrey (Half-Life VR but the AI is Self-Aware) VS BOb (Slime Rancher)

Yin-Yang (Inanimate Insanity) VS Remus (Sanders Sides)

Slimecicle (QSMP) VS Happy Chaos (Guilty Gear)

Junko (Danganronpa) VS The Collector (The Owl House)

Discord (MLP: Friendship is Magic) VS Chili Pepper Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom) *Please note that I forgot to change the names in the header*

Chungledown Bim (Fantasy High) VS Bart Curlish (Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency)

Eris (Greek Mythology) VS Phonegingi (Dialtown)

Round 1-C (4/27 - 5/4)

• Dewey (Ducktales) VS The Goose (Untitled Goose Game) • Klaus (Umbrella Academy) VS Stede Bonnet (Our Flag Means Death) • Courtney (Dead End: Paranormal Park) VS Dakota Cole (Just Roll With It) • Krampy (Cattails) VS The Lamb (Cult of the Lamb) • Kairos Theodosian (A Practical Guide to Evil) VS Taako, Magnus, and Merle (The Adventure Zone) • Wei Wuxian (Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation) VS Tiny Tina (Borderlands) • Blitzo (Helluva Boss) VS Jester (Critical Role)

Barry Swift (Team StarKid) VS Giovanni Pottage (Epithet Erased)

Round 1-D (4/29 - 5/6)

Wataru Hibiki (Ensemble Stars) VS Lyer (Mia’s World)

Oli (Empires SMP) VS Dr Doofenshmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Sam and Max (Sam and Max) VS Scam Likely (Dungeons and Daddies)

Gregory (FNAF) VS Peridot (Steven Universe)

Max, Niki, and Neil (Camp Camp) VS Four (BFB)

Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls) VS Docm77 (Hermitcraft)

Rocky (Lackadaisy) VS The User (There Is No Game)

Donnie (Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles) VS Dr. Eggman (Sonic the Hedgehog)

ROUND 2-A 5/14 - 5/21

Henry Stickmin (The Henry Stickmin Collection) VS Pearl (Splatoon)

Toph (Avatar: The Last Airbender) VS Yakko, Wakko, and Dot (Animanics)

Marx (Kirby) VS Jevil (Deltarune)

Dimentio (Super Paper Mario) VS Team Red (Red VS Blue)

Mort (All Hail King Julien) VS Benrey (Half-Life VR but the AI is Self-Aware)

Yin-Yang (Inanimate Insanity) VS Charlie Slimecicle (QSMP)

The Collector (The Owl House) VS Discord (MLP: Friendship is Magic)

Chungledown Bim (Fantasy High) VS Phonegingi (Dialtown)

ROUND 2-B 7/21 - 7/28

The Goose (Untitled Goose Game) VS Klaus Hargreeves (Umbrella Acadamy)

Dakota Cole (Just Roll With It) VS The Lamb (Cult of the Lamb)

Takoo, Magnus, and Merle (The Adventure Zone) VS Tiny Tina (Bordar Lands)

Jester (Critical Roll) VS Giovanni Potage (Epithet Erased)

Wataru Hibiki (Ensemble Stars) and Lyer (Mia's World) VS Oli (Empires SMP) and Dr. Doofensmirtz (Phineas and Ferb)

Sam and Max (Sam and Max) VS Peridot (Steven Universe)

Four (Battle For Dream Island) VS Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls)

Rocky (Lackadaisy) VS Donnatello (Rise of the TMNT) and Dr. Eggman (Sonic the Hedgehog)

ROUND 3 9/23 - 9/30

Henry Stickmin (The Henry Stickmin Collection) VS Yakko, Wakko, and Dot (Animanics)

Marx (Kirby) VS Team Red (Red Vs Blue)

Mort (All Hail King Julien) VS Charlie Slimecicle (QSMP)

Chungledown Bim (Dimension 20: Fantasy High) VS Discord (MLP: Friendship is Magic)

The Goose (Untitled Goose Game) VS The Lamb (Cult of the Lamb)

Takoo, Magnus, and Merrle (The Adventure Zone) VS Giovanni Potage (Epithet Erased)

Sam and Max (Sam and Max) VS Oli {Empires SMP} and Dr. Doofensmirtz {Phineas and Ferb}

Donatello {Rise of the TMNT} and Dr. Eggman {Sonic the Hedgehog} VS Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls)

ROUND 4 10/21 - 10/28

Chungledown Bim (Dimension 20: Fantasy High) VS Charlie Slimecicle (QSMP)

Takoo, Magnus, and Merrle (The Adventure Zone) VS The Goose (Untitled Goose Game)

Yakko, Wakko, and Dot (Animanics) VS Team Red (Red Vs Blue)

Sam and Max (Sam and Max) VS Bill Cipher (Gravity Falls)

SEMI-FINALS 12/12 - 12/18

Yakko, Wakko, and Dot VS Charlie Slimecicle

Sam and Max VS The Goose

FINALS 12/21 - 28

Yakko, Wakko, and Dot VS Sam and Max

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Sroda.....

Dzis i wczoraj ledwo zyje. Skonczylam dzis wczesniej i bede ogarniala urlop w Polsce. Ginekolog juz umowiony, zlecilam umowienie dermatologa, masazysty i kosmetyczki. Po tym, jak K. uslyszal, ze Polska nie jest krajem leczenia Anglikow, nie zblizam sie do miejsc, ktore nie maja telefonu stacjonarnego. 

Rozmowy o prace poszly dosc niezle. Watpie, ze odezwa sie do mnie z miejsca, gdzie mi jeszcze brakuje umiejetnosci. To nie szkodzi, wykorzystam ich liste do uczenia sie nowych rzeczy. 

Rozmowa w drugim miejscu byla hmmmmmm. Kolejna firma pelna starych dziadow (nie obrazajac starych ani dziadow), z samymi starymi dziadami na kierowniczych stanowiskach. Obecnosc w biurze 5 dni w tygodni po 9 h, bo szef stary dziad tak chce i kropka. Ja mam jeszcze mnostwo dojazdu, ale juz watpie, ze na to pojda. Mysle, ze znajda kogos, kto tam bedzie siedzial te 5 dni po 9 h. To na pewno nie bede ja. Juz nie mowiac o tym, ze im przeszkadzal moj brak studiow. Tez cierpie nad tym faktem, ale nie rzuce pracy na pelen etat, zeby wejsc w wielki kredyt i rzucic prace na 5 lat. Zadna firma nie chce mnie wyslac na studia, wiec radze osbie sama. 

Moja poprzednia firma byla naprawde wyjatkiem-mnostwo mlodych osob, te starsze jakos sie mieszaly, wszystko bylo takie pelne energii (hehe, dynamiczny zespol), kobiety byly wszedzie. Gdybym jeszcze raz znalazla takie miejsce. 

Dzis jest ten dzien, ta energia i ten czas - eat, pray, love. 

Chce znowu do Wloch. Remont lazienki nie rusza sie do przodu, poniewaz fachowcy przestali sie odzywac. W piatek bedziemy ich scigac. Potem siadam do projektowania kuchni. 

Z lekka zazdroscia patrze na Wasze osiagniecia pod wzgledem cwiczen i jedzenia. Rowniez sie staram, ale to nic w porownaniu do Was. Mimo to bedzie dobrze.