#they called me like 5 times to go and vote for *that * party

[morbethgames]

Halloween Special, Current Projects, New Patreon Content

I am so sorry about the radio silence as of late. Between the stuff earlier this week (yes, that stuff), dealing with deaths of people, and university; I've been very busy and mentally drained. However, the good news is, you can play the mini game of The Bureau, "Witchy Woman" right now! The link is at the bottom of this post! Eventually I'll integrate it into the main game, or put it out as potential free DLC or something, but for now there are no stats and it's not tied to choices from the base game.

Tonight is a special case. The MCT has been called in as a favor after finishing up our most recent case. A friend of Kris's reached out, and the local P.D. has let the MCT take the lead on this one. A house party in the beginning of October up in Maine has turned sour. A party-goer has been reported deceased.

We just finished a job, but in this line of work, there's always another case to solve. So here I am, approaching the residence with my team, about to find out exactly what happened on this cold, damp night.

Because it's not part of a bigger game or story, and the only pacing I had to worry about was that of the investigation, this is much more freeflow than other investigations in the main story. Go back and forth between the crime scene, the perimeter of the house, interrogations, and more! The more you discover evidence, the more new options will unlock in conversations, and you have an evidence log in the stats section that updates every time you find out something relevant to the case.

I'm only promoting this now, even though it's been done for a couple of weeks, because it was part of a Jam and I didn't think it would be fair if I got votes from a community built over a few years when others in the Jam would not have had that same benefit. I wanted it to be an even playing field, even if it meant holding out for a bit. So, I apologize for making you all wait.

There are still things I'd like to do for this game, things I'll end up adding, but it is at the very least ready to play. It's 40k words, so have at it!

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Right, next up, something I'd like to announce. I'm working on a serialized fiction that I'm (hopefully) planning to turn into a book. The first 3 chapters are going to be posted for free, both here on my blog and on my Patreon, though not quite yet. Chapters after that will be released on Patreon for the people who pay the $5 tier.

I'll be honest, it has been extremely cathartic to go from writing an IF where the chapters are all pretty much the length of a book themselves, to writing an actual book where a chapter is about 4k words. It's a very nice breath of fresh air, and it by no means, entails that I will stop working on Bureau. In fact, it may even help speed up rate of production, funnily enough. Having something to keep my mind turning while having writer's block about a scene in the IF will help me constantly generate ideas, and that's really nice to think about.

A small college town is rocked by a horrific murder. In wake of the events, a couple of friends begin investigating this personal tragedy, determined to get to the bottom of what happened at the Scribe City college. The lesson is quickly thrust upon them that loss leads to pain, but pain is temporary, and loss can be forever. So what comes after the pain? They need to explore that journey together, and in the process, navigate the complicated things feelings that have started to bloom.

The book (serialized fiction for now) , called Love In Stasis, is going to be a 'WLW romance small town college murder mystery'. You will explore the relationships that these characters have and continue to form, and just how messy things get when tragedy sparks love. I have almost 25k words done for it, about six and a half chapters, and I'm going to try to get 50k words done with it by the end of the month. A writing challenge that's totally not tied to the name of any organizations.

If this works out, I could reward patrons with static fiction while not having to worry about providing everyone with constant things tied to the IF itself, and I could work on The Bureau at a pace I'm very comfortable with.

I'm still learning as a writer. I'm still learning new things I like, and how I like to produce content. All I know is that I like producing art in the form of writing, and I most certainly will not stop doing that anytime soon, and now that the Halloween Special is done, I will be getting back to the base game.

Which will start with a complete recoding of the gender variables. I've already started on that process, so no more multiple versions of each chapter. One version. One set of gender variables. Much more condensed coding and script. So, people out there who said that wasn't going to change, I just have to say what I'd said all along. My coding was indeed bad. However I will also say something else I've said all along. I do take criticism.

That being said I'm never using multi-replace and you can't make me. I like being able to read what I'm writing.

More to come in the near future.

Stay Brilliant,

-Vi

https://cogdemos.ink/play/viisbae/the-bureau-halloween-special-witchy-woman

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[serejae]

I CAN TRY BUT I CANT HIDE IT FROM YOU | J.WW

introvert wonwoo bf thoughts

for my wonwoo babies :), sorry for inactivity school started 😢

mentions of dress to impress 😏

even though wonwoo isnt good at cooking hes always making your lunches. HE HAS THOSE LUNCHABLES ON DECK. and trust hes snacking up your lunch box

^he never forgets to put a toothpick in there for you just incase (as someone with braces this makes my stomach have butterflies)

i believe he secretly had made a sims family of you and him with 2 kids and 3 pets. he even spent time making your dream home

speaking of gaming, i know whenever you both play scary games, hes always going first and risk his characters life to save yours. if you both were running from the monster hes behind you making sure youre is safe first

wonwoo doesnt care if seungcheol or jeonghan constantly clown him but he always WILL play dress to impress with you. he always votes your outfit 5 stars even if youre completely off theme or have only shoes and hair on

if you get hate on your outfit in the chat he doesnt defend you in the chat because hes just introvert. but, he will spam report the person until theyre kicked or banned

wonwoo is the type to always agree to you “the restaurant is an hour away baby…ROAD TRIP THEN!”, he always listens to your rants even if its the most randomest or boring thing he will stare at you with heart eyes as you speak and agree “yeah i cant believe she’d do that…”

adding onto the last one he will throw you under the bus to get out of situations. (i love introverts) he didnt wanna go to the after party? “sorry my partner just called, i gotta get home” or the “my partner said no, sorry” yes, you tweak a bit because what if your reputation is ruined but you know he’lll keep using it as an excuse T-T

he’ll do all the tiktok trends you want, you wanna kiss all over his face? YES! you wanna wanna do a small tiktok dance? YES! you wanna do a couple fit check with your matching outfits and creeper keychains? YES! and trust, while hes doing the tiktok dances he has a big smile on his face that make his glasses go up from his big cheeks whike smiling. and please. hes reposting it on all his apps.

in real life he already barely post selfies, but if you were his partner his social media is a you fan account, his profile picture is you, all his highlights covers are you and full of you, his post are all you, and his bio has you tagged

he BEGS you to match usernames in games and on discord like even if you dont play or use the app he’ll still keep it

LIKE PLSSLSLSL IMAGINE IT FOR ME

“ilovethemsomuch” is typing…

“canheleavemealone” sent you one notification

if hes a idol in this universe, he’ll go crazy on stage using his deep voice (we know…lalali…) then as soon as he sees you backstage hes running to hug you while bringing you guys to a corner to be alone as he mumbles sweet words “missed you baby” “lets go home and cuddle?” “im so lucky to have you”

hes the small spoon, he loves being big spoon but at night after all the protecting hes done for you, he just needs a little recharge with laying ontop of you while he hides his face in your neck as you run your hands through his hair

man is the definition of gentle love. cannot convice me other wise

in arguments, never argues back. just sits there allows you to speak, yell, get everything out your system and pays attention to you speaking so he can see what he needs to reassure, clear, and tell you

in big dinner parties, whether in a restaurant or house hes always sitting by you. in these big settings he never wants to leave your side, he holds your hand and plays with the promise ring he had gotten you

wonwoo loves it when you take off his glasses. he sometimes pretends to sleep so you can take off his glasses and kiss nose. you never told him but you slowly figured out when his cheeks redden each time

babe hes so obsessed with you. has your picture as his gaming pc lockscreen, homescreen, and even google screen. his password on everything is your birthday and if the members figure that out its your anniversary, and if they figure that one out, its the first time you two kissed

has your initials made with little gemstones of your favorite color on the side of his headphones and controller

has a polariod picture of you on his monitor, and on his desk

loves being the underdressed boyfriend when necessary. of course wont be underdressed all the time but he has his moments when youre shining and hes just…there…….(he loves you being the spotlight)

also loves it when you order for him, dont get him wrong, he’ll order for you no hesitation but sometimes his social battery runs low……

wonwoo i need

[seriouslycromulent]

The Math Ain't Mathing

So I'm sure people are going to accuse me of being a conspiracy theorist, but the more I think about the results of this US election, the more it's clear that things aren't adding up.

Now don't get me wrong. I'm well aware of the US's long history of racism and misogyny, and it is totally possible -- in theory -- that more people voted for a moronic straight, white male who is an ajudicated grapist and convicted felon over a more-than-qualified, intelligent, results-driven woman of color for a position as leader of the wealthiest nation on earth.

I'm not saying that couldn't happen. But did it? Legitimately?

The more I think about Trump's campaign, the more fishy this result seems.

So here was a man with ...

virtually no policies (that he could talk about openly),

no ground game,

no door knocking apparatus to urge folks to get out the vote,

no phone banking,

he was constantly running out of money and had to shill products to raise more,

stole money from down ballot candidates, putting their marketing strategies at risk,

found liable for SA,

found guilty of millions of dollars in fraud,

constantly rambles and shows clear signs of being mentally unwell,

invokes violent and hateful language against specific communities as well as individuals,

bragged about being a dictator on Day 1,

had over 40 former cabinet members declare him unfit for office,

was called a fascist by his own former chief of staff,

was not endorsed by any reputable economists,

saw a flood of lifelong Republicans -- literally millions of them -- abandon their party to vote for his opponent,

has been impeached twice,

has seen sharply, dwindling crowd sizes at his rallies for the last 6 weeks,

... and somehow he won the popular vote by 5 million?

Even though he never won the popular vote in 2016? Or 2020?

Suddenly he "found" a bunch of votes from people who liked him?

Um, no.

Just no.

One of Trump's biggest failings is that he and his team tell lies like children. That is, they've never learned how to keep things believable. Like a misguided 10-year-old who is desperate to impress someone with his whopper of a tale, he always exaggerates to the point of hyperbole and insults our intelligence.

For example, he told us his rally at Wildwood, NJ, this past summer had 108,000 even though the town itself only has 80,000 residents and the venue he held the rally in only held 20,000 people.

Or how he kept insisting that American kids are going to school and somehow receiving gender reassignment surgery over a couple of days and without parental consent before being sent home.

Each lie is so over the top and grandiose it makes him look infantile while at the same time insults our knowledge of reality.

And that's exactly what this feels like.

There is no way this man won the majority of the votes and the popular vote after only winning due to the electoral college the first time and not at all the second time. More people vilify him now than they did in 2016 and 2020, and that's saying something.

There just aren't enough voters in the US to give him a clear path to victory here no matter how committed his sycophants are to white supremacy. MAGA voters are not the majority of the voting electorate.

Also the fact that the exit polling data is suspiciously similar to the same tall tales Trump's been selling for the past year about how he had a ton of support in the Latino and Black communities, despite there being no data to support it at all. He was polling damn near 0% in some majority black communities like Detroit and Atlanta.

Yeah ... no.

This math ain't mathing.

I'm not a conspiracy theorist, but I know when something isn't adding up. And nothing about these results add up at all.

On top of that, they ran their entire campaign like they didn't care about people getting out to vote. They kept insulting different segments of the electorate over and over again, as if they didn't need the votes of single people or people without children.

Plus, we saw record voter registration leading up to the election. More people voting early in state after state, and millions of people voting for the first time in their lives. But somehow there were fewer votes cast in this 2024 election than in the 2020 election?

Hell, Georgia alone tripled its early voter turnout. So how is this election getting fewer votes than 4 years ago?!

There were historically longer lines than ever before in parts of the country that never saw long lines, and yet there were millions fewer votes counted so far this year? Are we really to believe that all those long lines and so many new voters managed to only add up to 136M versus 158M who voted in 2020?

I call bullshit!

Also, a number of folks are commenting on how quickly the states were called. In all my years of voting, I've never seen a US election turning around so fast.

Yeah, the math ain't mathing.

Sure, he could've eeked out a win via the Electoral College without the popular vote like he did in 2016, but given her momentum and the majority of the polls either favoring her or having had them tied, none of these results pass the smell test.

Meanwhile, Harris had a multigenerational, multiracial, multiethnic, multigendered coalition of enthusiastic supporters who volunteered, phone banked, door knocked, and fundraised in every state plus D.C. Her media strategy was savvy, her interviews were sharp and intelligible, and her demeanor was inclusive and congenial. Again, not putting anything past good ole American racism and misogyny, but all the data showed that her supporters were clearly larger in number and more enthusiastic than his.

Long story short --

I do believe we are witnessing the American government being hijacked and a dictator installed right before our very eyes.

[spidybaby]

Pedri the type

Summary: A compilation of the type of boyfriend I think Pedri would be ✨️

Warnings: cursing.

A/N: I thought of this because I was cleaning my wattpad library, finding like 5 books with this type of content. I thought, "Why not with Pedri," and here it is. Hope you guys like it 💛 (Disclamer here: Even tho I took inspiration on the title, I didn't use any of the types that the books included. I wrote his based on the type I think Pedri would be in my mind.)

The type of boyfriend

He would be the type to ask you to play with him and let you win all the time just so you can be happy.

"I promise is easy, please come play." He says from the chair in his game room. "If you win, I'll get you that drink you love."

You at first would be skeptical about his words, knowing that even Fer took time to learn how to play, so you would deny over and over his request of playing.

"Two," you say, messing with him. "And some takeout." You smile at him.

"Deal, now bring your pretty ass over here so we can play." He patt his lap, you obey his words and take a controller.

He explained the game, how to move, and how to attack. "Let's do this, preciosa." He says, kissing your neck.

The game was easy, like he said. You were winning. Sometimes, he would say things like, "How are you so good?" Or "You're beating me in my own game."

When the game was over, you were celebrating the victory. Little did you know that he let you win. Wanting to see you this happy and also sharing some time with him while doing his favorite activities.

"You did it." He laughs. "Let's go get those drinks." He says, grabbing your hand and elevating it to symbolize the victory.

In the interviews, he always has this aura of a calm person, so I feel he's the type to be the calm one in the relationship. Even if you're a calm person, he would be even more.

"This dude is getting on my nerves." You say. It's the first time you drive him around. And not to lie, you did have a very hard day.

First, your coffee machine wasn't working. Second, your laundry was ruined due to a red piece of clothing that you didn't notice, and now your white stuff is pink. And third, you got late to your classes, and the professor call you out in front of everyone.

"Calm down, tiger." He positioned his hand on top of yours, something you do when he's driving. "It's just some prick honking.

"I know it's just." You pause to take a breath. "I can't move, it's fucking trattic, we're stuck and he's honking as if I can move." You say angry.

"It's okay." He kisses your cheek. Making you feel less angry at the dude behind you in traffic.

He's the type to share the gossip that happens in the field and the dressing room.

"No way." You're surprised, not believing his words. "But why did he say that?" You ask confused.

"We don't know. Honestly, we were as surprised as you're right now." He says, eyes fixed on your face.

"But." You begin, not finding the words. "Wow."

"I mean, if you ask me." He says, his tone is a different one, one he uses when you're sharing gossip. "I think he's jealous of Frenkie. He got voted more than him to became captain."

"So you're telling me that he's not into the captains?" You ask, surprised again. He shakes his head no, answering you. "I thought Xavi told him that he already was."

"We thought the same, but Xavi asked us to vote again, and he lost like fifty percent of the votes he got the last time we voted" He says, relaxing, sinkin more into the bed as he shares the gossip of the day with you.

"Did you vote for him?" You ask curious.

"I vote for Frenkie."

"As you should." You laugh.

Even if he says he doesn't dance, he would do it at a private event or a family event, like he's not the one to go to the dance floor mid party but at some point he's like "Okay okay, let's go dance." And he has the rhythm, so I know he can move.

He notices the way you're moving to the rhythm in your seat. He declined your offer to dance, not being confident enough to dance with alm your family present.

But, he can't deny that seeing you sit down with him, in order to not leave him alone, was something he didn't plan for you to do.

He's not a dancer. He has some moves here and there, yes. But not the type to go out on a Friday night to dance.

Your cousin offers you to go to dance, you say no, because you didn't want him to be alone. And about an hour later, you can't keep your eyes out of the dance floor.

"Wanna dance?" He asks, taking you by surprise. You look at him in the eyes, not sure if he's joking.

"You wanna dance?" You ask, just to make sure you're hearing correctly.

"Yes, it's time for you to show me some moves." He stands up, taking your hand in his. "Let's go dance, preciosa." He moves his shoulders to the beat.

Your smile is as big as the cat in Alice in Wonderland. And he loves that. He loves making you happy.

He's the type to answer any type of message or send you funny ones in the middle of the night.

🏷: @gaviandgrizisgirl 💛😋

[nanamis-bigtie]

Round 5: The Drink Is on Me

about, rules & navigation | previous round | in some of the routes reader consumes alcohol

The dates are now all proceeding in a promising direction. How the gentlemen will handle the trial of time though? Will they be able to hold your interest with the same intensity towards the end of the dates?

Remember you vote for a character you don't want to advance further! The character with the biggest number of votes will be eliminated.

Higuruma Hiromi

The party headed under the deck earlier than you expected. Insisting on dressing elegantly shattered Hiromi under the merciless sun; even after he took the light jacket off, he kept sweating profusely and you worried he might get a heat stroke.

"I'm sorry, I'm not really fond of summer weather," he said when you proposed moving to a (hopefully colder) different spot, but his voice was full of relief rather than genuine apology.

"Don't sweat it, I could use some shade too."

There's still time for enjoying the sea and the sun, after all, and you would rather savor the strength for the island exploration. Besides, you can't really complain: the under-deck space is even more comfortable and has an exceptionally intimate atmosphere. The lights and music are toned down, everything is soaked in the blue of the sea behind the colossal glass—and most importantly, except for the person behind the bar you're all alone.

Hiromi orders you light cocktails and you choose yourselves a cozy sofa right by the glazed part (according to him, closer to the island you will be passing by a reef—a sight you don't want to miss). You're finally sitting close, your knees almost touching and your shoulders bumping against each other whenever one of you tries to take a turn or lean towards the table. It's a rather tight space but comfortably tight, in a way that melts the remaining, tense ice.

"Do you take all your dates for cruises or is it just a coincidence?" You don't want to poke at a fresh wound, but the topic presses itself into the conversation. And you would rather have it behind it now, when the mood can be easily salvaged.

"Yes and no," he shrugs but keeps that friendly smile, gentle but pushing the corners of his lips enough to reveal his dimples. "The previous one was first and a coincidence. But this I had planned from the very beginning."

"I fell into a trap?" You remember the placement of the ticket on that photo. You suspected it was bait—but a whole meticulous strategy? You wouldn't peg him as someone who puts this kind of logic into dating.

He slightly narrows eyes, giving his smile a sly touch, as he leans against the back of the sofa, one arm casually thrown over it, "Yes and no, again. I wouldn't call it a trap. I would hate to do something illegal, it's against my profession's ethics. And I don't like to trap my dates."

You take a sip of your drink, tossing a few strategies of your own in your mind. A slight buzz of alcohol in your blood lifts your spirit and you can't pretend that the atmosphere hasn't added its dime to certain ideas perking their heads.

"So, what do you like to do with your dates?"

There's a longer break on his side as Hiromi swirls the remains of his mimosa, clearly weighing his words, "This... depends wholly on the character of the date. I'm open minded and I like to try at everything from the buffet before I settle on a certain dish. But if I were to choose here between trapping and being trapped, I would go with the latter."

Nanami Kento

Holding your breath, you untuck the offered bundle. It's a little shell, one of many you saw around, both on the beach and stalls with souvenirs—but its color is unique. It's probably painted over or otherwise embellished but you have to give it to the anonymous artist (who also threaded it with a thin leather thong): they knew how to keep the appropriate balance between their vision and the natural look.

"I found it on a local market the other day." The way Kento glances at you is somewhat shy. Head slightly lowered, he observes you over his glasses, his eyes big, almost doe. "The color reminded me of you. But please, don't feel inclined to accept it."

You decide to keep the bribe. He helps you to tie the bracelet around your wrist—but more than on the new accessory you're focused on his moves. His hands are big, warm and very gentle. He clearly pays attention to not touching you more than necessary but also doesn't shy away when you're catching an additional contact on purpose. It pushes your thoughts into an interesting direction. Would he be as gentle and overly respectful if you agreed for being touched in a less innocent place? How would he act if you initiated something bolder? How would this pleasant and soothing touch against your shoulders, middle, hips?

You're looking for a thread of communication in his eyes when his fingers brush your wrist for the last time—but he averts them and leans back to his side of the table, to the comfortable and appropriate distance.

So, it's still too early for him.

At least the mood doesn't have time to falter; soon your drinks arrive, and they swallow all of the attention. Sweet and decadent, served in hollowed-out pineapples, they please the eye and the camera. You take photos almost at the same time and the thread of communication returns with a shared smile. From word to word, you end up in his gallery, filled to the brim with food and drink pics.

"Is that your friend?" You point at the first person you spot in the roll: a wide-smiling man, posing with the biggest loaf of bread you've ever seen. "The one from the bakery?"

Maybe it's alcohol, maybe it's a perfect choice of topic, but it's like a breaking dam with the way Kento's tongue untangles. Right now, in the bar, under the slowly fading light of the sunset, you learn more about him than through all the hours you spent on texting. You learn about his previous disappointing job. About said friend dragging him out of his lonely life (lonely part not said outright but it's not hard to read between the words). About the first proper vacation he's had since highschool and how badly he refused to go just to love every single moment of his first proper leisure time now.

"Am I your first too?" Having the comment about Tinder at the back of your head, is not hard to draw this conclusion.

"No." Kento's answer is as concrete as always, no shade of embarrassment or hesitation hidden behind the words. "But first in a very long time. I haven't had any dates or casual sexual contact since college."

Ryomen Sukuna

He stayed true to his words however the promised entertainment had less to do with the exhibition and more with his...overwhelming presence.

And it's not because Sukuna is a bad guide. Quite contrary: he must have prepared himself for this with the amount of detailed information he bandies around as he walks you through the gallery. Yet again he leaves you with an impression of a very well-educated person, in addition used to working with speech. If your assumption is wrong and he simply is natural: you can only envy such talent.

No, he's excellent in his role. He's just too distracting.

He keeps close, right on the edge of being a little inappropriate for this stage of a date and your "situationship" and being in public. But he doesn't cross it, just teases and tests your reactions. It's leaning close and over to speak closer to your ear, voice lowered down with courtesy, it's touch brushing against your shoulders, middle, the small of your back, it's the soft vibration behind his words that resonates with the right strings of your body. You wouldn't categorize it as straight up sexual flirting—but he's definitely building a steady ground for it, to strike as soon as you open yourself to it.

You would love to, if only out of curiosity, how far he can go in an art gallery of all places. But it's just more fun to be the prey who requires a meticulous hunt. It might be a weird strategy after the shameless exchange in the chat and very bold pictures you shared but you're both so into it. It would be such a pity to lose all of this thrill for the sake of any easy and fast route.

Sukuna greatly appreciates your attempt to pass as hard to get, seemingly not paying attention to your weak knees and silent gasps you let out when he finds—and remembers—a good spot to touch. He tightens the screws slowly but with precision, bringing you up right to the boiling point but not letting you burst. He's tending to you as if he was a chocolatier tending to his signature exquisite dessert. One that he plans to devour in private.

By the time you're finished with the exhibition and heading for lunch you're not sure if you're hungry for food or something...different.

Following his recommendation, you settle on simple and classic pasta and wine. Light and tasty—perfect to sate the needs for now but leave enough space for another meal later. He doesn't say it outright but it's clear he's predicting the day together will last longer than a meeting for art and lunch.

"Will I finally learn the secret?" You muse over your glass. The wine is not enough to mess your thoughts, but it does loosen your tongue after the teasing tortures you went through.

"The secret?" Sukuna leans against the back of his chair, content with the meal and your presence. He eyes you with a curiosity of a predator assessing if the prey is worth the attack. "There's plenty and a few darker ones. I don't mind sharing, I'll allow one question for now, though."

You meant his profession but now your attention takes a sharp turn. You ask for a darker one.

"Whether it counts as dark depends on your approach to BDSM—" The corners of his lips budge but he doesn't smile openly. "—but I used to be in the community. As a dominant."

Kusakabe Atsuya

Somehow, you end up at his place.

The desserts were exquisite, and the ice cream parlor was an endearing place to be, but it got significantly colder once the storm passed and goosebumps spilled all over Atsuya's arms, indicating he desperately needed a change of fresh and dry clothes. He kept wiggling out of your suggestions and insisted to withstand everything till the end of date, but you set up your mind. You didn't want to get him sick (and possibly ruin the rest of your plans for him).

After a chain of backs and forths, he sheepishly invited you over and led you to his car. 

He lives nearby, in the area blending between the suburbs of the town and the countryside, in a big, older house with a huge garden. You're looking around curiously; the place is tidy but undeniably inhabited with the natural disarray breaking here and there, toys thrown all over the corridor and the living room where you're eventually seated, and family photos on the walls and almost every flat surface of the furniture.

"I know what it looks like." Atsuya sighs once he spots you staring straight at the composition over the fireplace. All photos displayed there are of a woman and a child, in a hard to assess age somewhere at the early stage of elementary school. "That's my sister. And my nephew."

Indeed, when you take a closer look, you can spot a strong family resemblance between her and your date. If Atsuya was a woman and smiled as much as she does in every single picture taken, they could convincingly pass as twins. Some of the resemblance passed on the little boy too as he took lots after his mother.

You can't help but wonder how many times Atsuya must have been taken as his father. The divorced dad energy and desperation to not look like one finally finds their explanation.

Atsuya serves you coffee from the machine and cookies, then excuses himself to get changed. You use your extra alone time to run an investigation over the place, nothing too nosy, just a quick scan at things offered on display to any visitor. Some of your pressing questions find their answers—and a few new ones appear, especially in regard to cups and medals in a display cabinet and photos of him with various kids in uniforms you can't pinpoint to any particular sport but associate with Japanese martial arts.

"Ah, those?" You ask him as soon as he's back and he leans over your shoulder to see better what you're pointing at. "I'm a kendo instructor. And those are the fledglings I gathered over the years."

He smiles fondly at the picture you paid special attention to: him posing with a cheerful teenage girl with characteristic, blue-dyed hair.

"You're such a family man without even having one." You tease, curious about his reaction.

"Yeah, tell me about it." He grumbles, running fingers through the hair at the back of his head. "I keep picking up kids but with my luck in dating I don't think I'll ever see one that's truly mine."

"Hey, it can't be that bad, right?"

He gives you a look that's somewhere between tired, embarrassed and 'is it really a topic for a Tinder date?', "Let's say I haven't had a partner for a while now. But I'm not running rusty."

Choso

With adrenaline and excitement running through your veins after the concert you easily overpower poor shy Choso. He seems to be thankful you took the initiative; he's focused on listening, nodding and answering sporadic questions as his body and speech gradually relaxes. His confidence from the scene doesn't return though. He doesn't act like a spooked doe after a while but the submissive and introverted vibe to him doesn't ease even after he's refreshed himself and reapplied the makeup. He clearly is one of those artists who put a strict distinction between the scene and normal life. Even if keeping the scene persona would be beneficial for him.

Choso doesn't make a big mystery out of the fact he's not the most popular guy around. He's aware of his shyness and rather busy life, even admits his profile was made by one of his brothers. He wouldn't find courage on his own—and wouldn't even know what to put in it to make himself presentable.

"I don't know how to talk to others," he says more quietly than usual, his words slurred by the mouth of the bottle he keeps close to his lips. "I either make an idiot out of myself or I scare them off."

Yet, he maintains conversation with you. The shared enthusiasm about the concert is a huge help but he also perks his ears up when you show interest in his family. Your head spins a little when he starts throwing names and photos (he has more of them than money in his wallet), but he doesn't falter when given the initiative and manages to keep your interest. It's endearing how he cares about his big family and how protective he is of them, especially of the youngest of the gang, the one dreaming of college and involuntary (and unknowingly) making Choso work his heart and soul out to earn money for it. There's no doubt he would give away everything to make their lives better. Truly the role model for the oldest son of the family...

"What about you, though?" You nudge once he finally leaves you some space to speak.

He takes a longer break to think over his words, staring into the distance with a look painfully in between longing and emptiness, "They keep telling me this too, you know? Especially Kechizu and Yuji. That I should stop babying them and think about my own life instead."

There's another episode of silence but before you take the reins back, he decides on another addition, "Maybe I scare others off because I am too overprotective of people I care about. It's just a guess, I have never gone any further than the beginning of attachment. Once it starts, they disappear."

You don't know what to say. You would pull him into a comforting hug if not for the concern and respect for his reserved nature. You have no idea how he would react to a spontaneous cut of the distance—and the last thing you want now is to make him feel worse.

"You haven't dated anyone before?" You risk instead.

"I haven't even met anyone from Tinder face to face." He admits and smiles at you. "You're the first. Thank you for this opportunity."

Geto Suguru

How is this man a self-defense instructor instead of a voice actor or a preacher—you have no idea. Unless his trick to break his opponents is talking to them softly before he proceeds slamming them on the ground, that you could believe without hesitation. Suguru's voice is made of wind chimes, rustle of old paper and humming of calm waves. He speaks and you're entranced, thirsty for more even before he finishes a sentence. No wonder you let him take over the conversation. You wouldn't even mind, if he didn't take breaks for your turns.

When you eventually point out the contrast between his profession and presence, he laughs (oh, what a beautiful laughter he has...), "I haven't said that I've never worked in a different field. I do gigs rather than staying at one place. Currently it's only self-defense but I did audio dramas, radio, acting, fitness, bondage classes—"

You almost choke on your coffee, "Pardon?"

His smile now reminds you of the face of a curious cat. Maybe it's only your imagination but you could swear his pupils have dilated a little as he leans forwards, cutting the distance between the two of you—for only a few inches but enough to have you squirming in your seat, "I had my little step into kink. Not as a work, with the little exception of those classes, but it used to be a significant part of my life at that time."

You can't say you're surprised, given the effortlessly dominant aura he's had to him all this time, but you're still a little disconcerted. You haven't expected such a confession during a casual date with a goal of assessing each other before the matters take a more direct route. And in such a calm cafe on top of that! Your intuition has convinced you there's going to be at least one more date, in a more... intimate place.

But maybe you're overthinking. Maybe he mentioned bondage and kink without any particular horny intentions for now. Maybe it's just his voice that made it sound so...sultry.

"You got quite shy." Suguru tilts head to the side, his gaze piercing you inside out. "You've been braver online. Am I making you uncomfortable?"

You shake your head over your salad. No, you're not uncomfortable. Nor shy, "Is it bothering you?"

"Not at all. It has a certain charm to it." His smile sends shivers down your spine and has your hand trembling together with the fork you're holding. "I like shy people. Or when they are acting shy. Breaking those confident into shyness is such a fun thing to do, too."

Something tells you he's done it many times before. Hell, you're sure you've just become a subject of a play of this kind, whether you like it or not.

"You said... That it used to be a significant part of your life." Despite everything you decide to follow this direction. "You lost interest?"

"Not... quite." For the first time his domination falters—but he's quick and smooth to cover it. "I had a break in dating in general due to...certain life circumstances. But now, once I'm back, I'm not opposed to returning to my favorite roots."

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for lying and not wanting to being a gay guy to a lgbt Halloween party—???

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(So I can recognize)

So by time this posted Halloween over in not looking for advice or anything and this ain’t rushed- I just wanna know if im the asshole here or not-

So for context: I live in a safe state but my area is kinda republican but not bad (worst is usually a judgmental glance). Well in the town over about half an hour away there’s an LGBT center I go to and volunteer at. Since gays love Halloween we’re having a party (non alcoholic for youth) which hopefully was super fun idk it’s in a few days from when writing this-

Now for the guy I mentioned. He’s gay and even if he wasn’t he would still be allowed to go because we welcome allies. He and I… have a history. I won’t go in detail unless people vote INFO. Short version of it is it wasn’t a healthy friendship. He would only talk to me when he needed things and would constantly talk about a straight guy he liked but when I would take about this straight (he’s bi but at time time this happened I thought he was straight) guy who was giving me mixed he would get mad. And to top it off~ he ruined my life by calling the cops over a JOKE. (It during the time when people were eating tide pods and I said something like “imma do it and drink some bleach to wash it down lmao” which again- A GEN Z JOKE). Him calling the police on me fucked me up, ruined my family life, my mom hasn’t bought bleach since (she never bought the tide pods to begin with), and I have severe trust issues. Afterwards I cut contact and didn’t talk to him for two years since we graduated.

Skip to current events.

He saw on instagram a post of me with this organization hosting events and another post about the Halloween party so he dm’s me. I’ve talked to him a handful of times since but always keep him at a distance. He asks if I can give him a ride to the event and if I’m hosting it. So here’s where I’m wondering if im the asshole. He’s a gay guy and this is the only LGBT center within 3 hours of us. As a queer person, I feel like I should welcome him and bring him there so he can have a safe space. However, as just- a person- he fucked me up so much. This center is the ONE safe place I have that’s not online. If I bring him I’ll lose that.

So I lied.

I told him that the Halloween party is a fundraiser… and that you need to pay to enter…… and that I can’t give him a ride because my car is in the shop and im getting a ride from someone who isn’t comfortable driving strangers………

Was that a dick move?? It’s been 5 years- I should be over it and move on and make amends but like ???? No ???? I’m not gonna ruin the one safe place I have ??????

What are these acronyms?

[shortpplfedup]

Only Friends Character Rankings Episode 6

Another outstanding episode as chickens start coming home to roost and Sand sets a ball a-rollin' that is gonna roll right over him in the end. In a surprise upset, Sand's mom won the audience vote last week, with Top and Boston tied for second place. You really never know who the Tumblrinas are going to favour from week to week, keeps us all on our toes! Here are this week's highly scientific rankings.

🔺1. Ray (4)

Let me talk to my friends. It’s his birthday. I’d like to say something.

Ray said NO SURVIVORS and sprayed the entire room at Mew's birthday party, and honestly? Kinda deserved. From calling Sand a whore (OUCH) to reading Cheum for filth for her shitty little backhanded comments, to almost letting the cat out of the Top/Boston bag in front of everybody, our resident mess came for every neck in the building. Boston primed him, Sand aimed him and Cheum lit the match, and it's no coincidence those three got hit with the blowback of his explosion at Top. A seething ball of pain and resentment fueled by alcohol and god-knows-what-else was never gonna fire a clean shot.

🔺2. Sand (5)

Stop thinking about Mew and focus on me for once. Can’t you really see that I care about you?

Well now we know why Sand didn't blink an eye at Nick bugging Boston's car; he's just as fucking unhinged. Sand, a poor, breaking his own phone just to get his hands on Nick's and that recording (which, by the way, calling the file 'That Car' is really too much Nicholas PLEASE 🤣)...WILD. We've all had Nick pegged as the bunny boiler but Sand might be worse and I can't WAIT because I still believe in that baseball bat. But him begging Ray to give a single solitary shit about him even AFTER Ray calls him a whore in front of a bar full of people...I remain embarrassed on his behalf.

🔺3. Mew (6)

Cocky much? I don’t even know if we’re gonna last that long.

Ok, when Mew said 'I love the sound you make when having sex' I literally screamed out OH FUCK HE KNOWS and listen, I have been WAITING for this moment. That was a baller fucking moment. You just KNOW Top's blood ran cold. Of course these two aren't breaking up, because couples like this NEVER break up. Game always recognises game. This is gonna be the first confrontation of many. But I'm pretty sure this is the last time Mew is gonna cry about it. Top might have just picked the wrong one. Mew has two moms, pretty sure he knows how to destroy a man.

🔻4. Nick (2)

I don’t give a shit about what number I am. Screw it. I’m not that into you.

At some point Nick is gonna have to stop threatening to walk and actually fucking walk, but it's clearly continuing to work for him as he and Boston are clearly the boyfriends Boston insists they're not. Dates, couple photos, meeting the dad, tender lovemaking, Boston's deep, dark secrets: Nick's getting it all...except the label he wants so very badly. And now he's shook because he knows Sand stole that recording, and he knows if Boston finds out about it it's all coming crashing down.

🔺5. Cheum (8)

I’m so happy everyone has a lover. Even a heartless slut like Boston has one.

Girl, you absolutely earned that smoke Ray blew at you. Sly Comment Susie got a minor taste of her own medicine and didn't like that shit one bit. It's all fun and games until it's your dirt under the microscope. Maybe Cheum just learned a lesson about minding her own business a little more, or at the very least keeping some of her thoughts to herself.

🔻6. Boston (3)

If I was a nice guy, you wouldn’t like me.

A surprisingly quiet week for Ton as everybody else gets so messy he looks relatively drama-free. But under the surface he's still paddling like mad: screwing Nick like a lover rather than just a fuckbuddy to keep him from leaving, clearly not out to his dad but bringing Nick round to meet him (once again using him for free work), pinning Ray so decisively that he causes a full-on meltdown. Though, 'I don't hate Mew'...well that might actually be true, because he's giving more fear than hatred.

🔻7. Top (1)

I get anyone I want. What about you? Who do you get?

Oh how the mighty have fallen. Top spent the episode feeling totally smug as he finally won the game and is basking in his spoils, swinging his dick around, feeling like King Shit. And then Mew played that recording and LOSER TIME. I have the distinct impression that Top hates to lose...

[dreaminginthedeepsouth]

Mike Luckovich, Atlanta Journal Constitution

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LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

July 30, 2024

Heather Cox Richardson

Jul 31, 2024

On Friday, speaking to Christians at the Turning Point Action Believers’ Summit in West Palm Beach, Florida, Trump begged the members of the audience to “vote. Just this time. You won’t have to do it anymore. Four more years, you know what: it’ll be fixed, it’ll be fine…. In four years, you don’t have to vote again, we’ll have it fixed so good you’re not going to have to vote.”

The comment drew a lot of attention, and on Monday, Fox News Channel personality Laura Ingraham gave him a chance to walk the statement back. Instead, he said: “I said, vote for me, you’re not going to have to do it ever again. It’s true.” “Don’t worry about the future. You have to vote on November 5. After that, you don’t have to worry about voting anymore. I don’t care, because we’re going to fix it. The country will be fixed and we won’t even need your vote anymore, because frankly we will have such love, if you don’t want to vote anymore, that’s OK.”

Trump’s refusal to disavow the idea that putting him back into power will mean the end of a need for elections is chilling and must be viewed against the backdrop of the Supreme Court’s July 1, 2024, decision in Donald J. Trump v. United States. In that decision, written by Chief Justice John Roberts, the court’s right-wing majority said that presidents cannot be prosecuted for crimes committed as part of a president’s “official duties” and that presidents should have a presumption of immunity for other presidential actions. 

John Roberts defends the idea of a strong executive and has fought against the expansion of voting rights made possible by the 1965 Voting Rights Act. The idea that it is dangerous to permit minorities and women to vote suggests that there are certain people who should run the country. That tracks with a recently unearthed video in which Republican vice presidential candidate J.D. Vance calls childless people “psychotic” and “deranged,” and refers unselfconsciously to “America’s leadership class.” 

The idea that democracy must be overturned in order to enable a small group of leaders to restore virtue to a nation is at the center of the “illiberal democracy” or “Christian democracy” championed by Hungarian prime minister Viktor Orbán. Orbán’s imposition of an authoritarian Christian nationalism on a former democracy, in turn, has inspired the far-right figures that are currently in charge of the Republican Party. As Heritage Foundation president Kevin Roberts put it: “Modern Hungary is not just a model for conservative statecraft but the model.”

Kevin Roberts has called for “institutionalizing Trumpism” and pulled together dozens of right-wing institutions behind the Heritage Foundation’s Project 2025 to create a blueprint for a second Trump term. Those who created Project 2025 are closely connected to the Trump team, and Trump praised its creators and its ideas. 

Today, The New Republic published the foreword Vance wrote for Kevin Roberts’s forthcoming book. Vance makes it clear he sees Kevin Roberts and himself as working together to create “a fundamentally Christian view of culture and economics.” Like others on the Christian right, Vance argues that “the Left” has captured the country’s institutions and that those institutions must be uprooted and those in them replaced with right-wing Christians in order to restore what they see—inaccurately—as traditional America.  

That determination to disrupt American institutions fits neatly with the technology entrepreneurs who seem to believe that they are the ones who should control the nation’s future. Vance is backed by Silicon Valley libertarian Peter Thiel, who put more than $10 million behind Vance’s election to the Senate. In 2009, Thiel wrote “I no longer believe that freedom and democracy are compatible.” 

“The 1920s were the last decade in American history during which one could be genuinely optimistic about politics,” he wrote. “Since 1920, the vast increase in welfare beneficiaries and the extension of the franchise to women—two constituencies that are notoriously tough for libertarians—have rendered the notion of ‘capitalist democracy’ into an oxymoron.” 

Thiel set Vance up to invest in companies that made him wealthy and touted Vance for the vice presidential slot, and in turn, the Silicon Valley set are expecting Vance to help get rid of the regulation imposed by the Biden administration and to push cryptocurrency. Trump appears to be getting on board with comments about how the tech donors are “geniuses,” praising investor Elon Musk and saying, “We have to make life good for our smart people.” In a piece that came out Sunday, Washington Post reporters Elizabeth Dwoskin, Cat Zakrzewski, Nitasha Tiku, and Josh Dawsey credited the influence of Thiel and other tech leaders for turning Vance from a Never-Trumper to a MAGA Republican. 

Judd Legum of Popular Information reported today that the cryptocurrency industry is investing heavily in the 2024 election, with its main super PAC raising $202 million in this cycle. Three large cryptocurrency companies are investing about $150 million in pro-crypto congressional candidates. 

On Saturday, Trump said he would make the U.S. “the crypto capital of the planet and the Bitcoin superpower of the world.” He promised to end regulations on cryptocurrency, which, because it is not overseen by governments, is prone to use by criminals and rogue states. That regulation is “a part of a much larger pattern that’s being carried out by the same left-wing fascists to weaponize government against any threat to their power,” Trump said. “They’ve done it to me.”

But the problem that those trying to get rid of the modern administrative state continue to run up against is that voters actually like a government that regulates business, provides a basic social safety net, promotes infrastructure, and protects civil rights. In recent days, Minnesota governor Tim Walz has been articulating how popular that government is as he makes the television rounds.

On Sunday, CNN’s Jake Tapper listed some of Walz’s policies—he passed background checks for guns, expanded LGBTQ protections, instituted free breakfast and lunch for school kids—and asked if they made Walz vulnerable to Trump calling him a “big government liberal.” Walz joked that he was, indeed, a “monster.” 

“Kids are eating and having full bellies so they can go learn, and women are making their own health care decisions, and we’re a top five business state, and we also rank in the top three of happiness…. The fact of the matter is,” where Democratic policies are implemented, “quality of life is higher, the economies are better…educational attainment is better. So yeah, my kids are going to eat here, and you’re going to have a chance to go to college, and you’re going to have an opportunity to live where we're working on reducing carbon emissions. Oh, and by the way, you’re going to have personal incomes that are higher, and you’re going to have health insurance. So if that’s where they want to label me, I’m more than happy to take the label.” 

The extremes of Project 2025 have made it clear that the Republicans intend to destroy the kind of government Walz is defending and replace it with an authoritarian president imposing Christian nationalism. And when Americans hear what’s in Project 2025, they overwhelmingly oppose it. Trump has tried without success to distance himself from the document. 

He and his team have also hammered on the Heritage Foundation for their public revelations of their plans, and today the director of Project 2025, Paul Dans, stepped down. The Trump campaign issued a statement reiterating—in the face of a mountain of evidence to the contrary—that Trump had nothing to do with Project 2025 and adding: “Reports of Project 2025’s demise would be greatly welcomed and should service as notice to anyone or any group trying to misrepresent their influence with President Trump and his campaign—it will not end well for you.” 

The Harris campaign responded to the news by saying that “Project 2025 is on the ballot because Donald Trump is on the ballot. This is his agenda, written by his allies, for Donald Trump to inflict on our country. Hiding the 920-page blueprint from the American people doesn’t make it less real—in fact, it should make voters more concerned about what else Trump and his allies are hiding.” 

The reasoning behind the idea of a strong executive, or a “leadership class” that does not have to answer to voters, is that an extremist minority needs to take control of the American government away from the American people because the majority doesn’t like the policies the extremists want. 

When Trump begs right-wing Christians to turn out for just one more election, he is promising that if only we will put him into the White House once and for all, we will never again have to worry about having a say in our government. As Trump put it: “The country will be fixed and we won’t even need your vote anymore.”

LETTERS FROM AN AMERICAN

HEATHER COX RICHARDSON

[clemswinecorner-socials]

Anthem of the day [BC]

A/N: No one specifically asked for this I really just wanted it myself! Not a Joker Out expert so sorry if details are wrong or whatever but I'm in love with Bojan, and a clemswinecorner post isn't a clemswinecorner post without some F1 references.

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yourusername TrackTV day 1!! (Plus the press conference ;) What. A. Quali. The anthem of the day was It Wasn't Me - Shaggy! What was yours tagged maxverstappen1, charles_leclerc, schecoperez

posted April 28th, 2023

randomf1fan tututudu... Max Verstappen motorsportsfan i want this life randomdriver Party Rock Anthem🔛🔝 hater stop posting only drivers you think are hot yourfriend how was work today bestie? can't wait to see you again x

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yourusername touchdown in England! lil' pause from the hectic tracks for some other hectic things :) Anthem of today: ...Baby One More Time by the iconic Britney Spears! What was yours? tagged yourbestfriend

posted May 1st, 2023

randomfan enjoy your small break!! any fun plans? yourbestfriend aahhhhhh i missed you sm!! motorsportsfan whatttt i was so excited to see you on trackTV this weekendddd :(( bojan_cvjeticanin how funny! we have the same anthem 😲😲 fanofyours omg miss gurl is this a soft launch? anotherfriend you're in london and didn't even text me? smh

yourusername omg wait text me!! not in london anymore but might make it work

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yourusername London -> Liverpool Anthem of the day: I wrote A Song - Mae Muller

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motorsportfan why aren't you in Miami???? yourfriend aaahhhh yayayayay!! Call me so I can talk to the boys before they're too busy for me x randomfan omg Y/N in her eurovision era? yourfan i can't with the softlauuuunch krisgusti hahaha you did some people dirty with that second slide

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yourusername Loverpool <;3 tagged krisgusti, juremacek, nace_jordan, joker_out_official, bandwildyouth

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yourusername anthem of the day is obviously Lover (by Taylor Swift, for the uneducated ones) maemuller queenie 👸🏻 jokeroutfan omg she's hanging out with joker out??? how do they know each other??? motorsportsfan Y/N really is such a main character because wdym she's hanging out with eurovision contestants on her break?? nace_jordan 😎😎😎 wbuxtonofficial enjoy the break with your 'lover' ;)

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yourusername Second Semi-Final night!! Good luck to my boys 🩷🩵 🇸🇮 SSF!!! ANTHEM OF THE DAY CARPE DIEM BY JOKER OUT !!!!! tagged juremacek, bojan_cvjeticanin, nace_jordan, krisgusti, janpeteh, joker_out_official

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janpeteh thank you Y/N 🙏🏼❤️ randomfollower Y/N IS A JOKER OUT STAN?????? (so valid though)

anotherfollower wdym stan they're FRIENDS?????? how did she do that???? randomfollower she shaw joker out and decided stanning them wasn't enough she had to befriend them

bojan_cvjeticanin Hvala 🤍 motorsportfan this is suuuuch a random crossover omggg yourbestfriend send them a luck hug on my behalf!!

krisgusti thanks you both <33

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yourusername TO THE FINALS!! almost had a heart attack (just like the boys), but so so proud of the boys @/joker_out_official (Don't forget to vote Slovenia saturday!!!!!!!!!!) tagged krisgusti, juremacek, bojan_cvjeticanin, janpeteh, nace_jordan, paidatonriehuja

posted May 12th, 2023

jokeroutfan LFGGGG SO PROUDDDD krisgusti thank you for your continuous support for all 5 of in this progress, so glad to have you with us 🥰 🥰

yourusername kris i love you so much stop😭😭

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yourusername for those wondering yes I did watch quali during the show yesterday, girl's gotta keep her job x randomfollower y/n casually befriending every eurovision artist 😭😭 maemuller it was always a blast when you were around! loved meeting you and spending time with you queenie 👸🏻

yourusername no you!! giving you a call when i'm back in the uk xx

randomfan obsessed with the last pic nace_jordan whooooo!!! awesome time jokeroutfan i always love your f1 grwm videos! was just curious, how do you know joker out?

yourusername ahhh thank you!! i made a eurovision grwm storytime about it, but long story short my friend (who's slovenian) showed their songs and i found out most of them followed me on ig and we became friends :)

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[yourtoradorasextendedwarranty]

I don't understand people sometimes. I was scrolling through a little earlier and saw someone call Trump a fascist which isn't uncommon but it wasn't from someone I'd have expected to it come from. But nothing about Trump is fascist. Sure he's nationalistic but fascistic and nationalistic are not the same.

What's more when it comes to Dems v Reps I don't see how anyone can vote for Dems especially when they've gone full Neo Progressive. What do I mean? Well let's look at the most general of what the parties have represented across the US.

The right has been pro border security and this has been exemplified by Rep states either reinforcing their own borders, or sending them to sanctuary states.

The right has been historically and still is anti abortion. And while I didn't personally fully after with the stance, it SHOULD be left to the states to decide.

The right are for protecting the second amendment and even IF not all politicians on the right are for it, the SCOTUS justices that do understand the conservative values of the Constitution have given us more freedoms back. Many red states in fact now have constitutional carry.

Also of note those same justices have removed the Chevron act. Meaning that 3 letter agreements etc can't just wildly interpret the law as they please.

Now having said all this yes, there are war hawks on the right. There are racists on the right there are sexists on the right. But those same people very much exist on the left with no shortage at all

The left supports full term abortion and doesn't even consider the child alive until it's outside the womb.

The left is STAUNCHLY anti gun and anti second amendment.

The left is staunchly anti first amendment as seen by their calls to "hate speech".

The left is mostly pro open borders

The left is and has been pro war for a long time. Need proof? Obama started almost 5 new wars.

The left has proven recently they are ABSOLUTELY above the law and will manipulate every word in existence to jail their political rivals.

The left is actively racist and actively promotes white supremacist ideology with stuff like affirmative action and DEI.

The left has gone out of their way to allow kids to transition and get surgeries before the age of 16 even and want kids introduced to and TAUGHT LGBT themes, and have pushed for graphic pornographic books to be in elementary schools.

Leftists states and federally have demanded higher taxes, reduced potentialities for crimes, have sold you out to China, and aim to replace you with illegals they can buy off.

Is this a commentary on ALL of the Left and Dems and ALL of the Right and Reps? No. There's good and bad on both sides. But if we look at policies pushed, and the media apparatus who's been lying non-stop for years who are very clearly leaving left we see the real pattern of behavior. And it bothers me. I'm a left of center, small l, libertarian. You'd think the Dems world actually be "my side" and yet, they aren't. Biden insists on being a tyrant and ignoring SCOTUS ruling WAY outside of his power, trying to forgive loans that he doesn't have the right to forgive since it comes out of the taxpayers dime. And what bothers me even more, is the fact that he has also repealed all of the legislation that Trump pushed forward that kept our border safe. Specifically remain in Mexico. Which was very reasonable legislation.

Looking at all of this objectively no sane person can go with Biden or the Democrats. And as far as I am concerned, if at this point you are on the side of the Democrats then you're in favor of anarcho tyranny. You're in favor of lawlessness. And your favor of being manipulated by the media Non-Stop and watching the dollar crater in value.

[incorrect-play-it-by-ear]

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I don't want anyone to worry but there are some. TRuly concerning sounds coming from the zoo a few blocks over. We're supposed to be visiting it tomorrow, but if the distinct cracking of a gate i just heard is anything to go by that might be postponed lol.

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I thought you were like an animal rights person? Call the police or something you freak

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What? What gave you that idea? also I am not a freak chill

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Your username???

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Oh. Ok so what I am about to say is NOT going to help me in the freak/non-freak discussion here

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Rachel please tell me this isn't another one of your "broad strokes, gets people in the door" ideas. We need an actual product

💻 all-we-need-to-do-is-start

How many internets are there?

🛜 financial-plans-are-for-nerds

...one?

💻 all-we-need-to-do-is-start

You're gonna fucking love this

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💃 I-do-want

Can't wait to see where my bridesmaids are taking me for my bachelorette's this weekend 😍

💃 I-do-want

This has been the worst weekend of my life

#I didn't know steamboats were still a thing # I didn't know you could book one for a bachelorette's party #and I DO NOT UNDERSTAND WHY THE HELL THEY AGREED TO LET US STEER THE DAMN THING #SEVEN MOJITOS IN #SURELY WHAT HAPPENED CANNOT BE OUR RESPONSIBILITY

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🍄 funguys-and-gals

OK I need help settling a debate at work. SERIOUS VOTES ONLY

NO secret thirst option/see results button, we die like poorly informed geologists

🪨 rocks-stay-on-during-sex follow

OP how do I put this... a peach emoji for the fungi option might have been a tad. ill-conceived

🍄 funguys-and-gals

GET OFF MY POST

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✈️ airhost-with-the-most

So I took you guys' suggestion and hired a PI to follow my wife and see if she is cheating on me, to see if that is why it feels like our marriage is falling apart or if there is something else that we could actually work on instead.

I did NOT expect said PI to spend approximately 85% of his time monologuing into the air. HELP can I get my money back???

#He just said something about falcons and absinthe #I am working a flight to Phoenix in like an hour I DONT HAVE TIME FOR THIS

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[delta-altair]

Angry rant ahead. I've been holding back on this one but I woke up at 3am this morning to prep for a virtual astronomy conference in a European time zone next week so whoops it's what I actually feel in words instead of in vague reblogs.

Just as I have never forgiven the people who caused 2016 to happen, I will *never* forgive the Beltway media, podcast bros, pollsters who think they're the goddamn oracles at Delphi, and fauxgressive fucking idiots for this.

First of all, if I here one sniveling whining "But Kamala is a cawwwwwp-" -- if you do not posses the common sense to understand that a chaotic, open convention where the disunity of the Democratic party is on full national display would be a stake through the heart of the campaign -- WHOEVER is chosen -- then sorry but you aren't smart enough to comment on this!!! Sorry if that's fucking mean but it's true. For once the left (and I mean from the center to the wall, the whole thing yes) collectively needs to shut the fuck up, get in line, and focus on one goddamn thing for the next three and a half months.

Second, I had a much longer post with plots and everything I was going to make about the last Canadian election, but I'll make it short now. This is about *polls*, aka the "reason" why this happened (it's not, it was the media forcing the issue by refusing to show the public anything else about Biden and his accomplishment, but anyway...). Feel free to skip (but there's a cat at the bottom for anyone who actually reads my rantings), the tl;dr is that you should not trust any poll more than a week out from the election because the average person is a fucking moron.

So polling just before the previous election was called (Canadian elections are different, they can happen before the 4 year mark if the PM decides) all showed a healthy Liberal (center-left) lead. Probably majority if it holds. "If an election was held today, who would you vote for?", that was the question. But then the Liberals call the election and SURPRISE, guess what happens? They tumble in the polls so drastically they fall below the Conservatives (right) in overall vote share almost immediately. They held onto a minority in parliament because of how our systems works (we have 5 seat holding parties), but still, they took a huge hit. Why? Did some scandal happen the week after the election was called? Did the Conservatives promise everyone a free puppy if they won? No.

No, nothing happened. The reason why the Liberals fell in the polls was that people were mad that they called an early election. Despite the fact that the polls that some of the same people definitely took asked the question "If an election were held today, who would you vote for?" I guess the average person didn't have enough brain cells to rub together to understand that if an election is happening then the Liberals would have necessarily called an election. I know this sounds circular and stupid but that is literally it!! A bunch of people said "Yeah I'd vote for the Liberals if an election was happening today. Oh the Liberals (the only people who CAN) called an election, I don't like that, so I'm not going to vote Liberal."

So miss me with literally any poll that is not a week out from the actual election event. They are all nonsense. It turns out that you cannot predict human stupidity to a statistically significant degree.

We are *also* in a regime where the only thing that really matters now is turnout, and turnout is much harder to poll than voter preference, so that's another kick against polling.

I don't really have a coherent ending for this. I'm not in total doom mode because a lot of things can still turn out ok, technically. But I still remember the feeling I felt when a huge portion of American said "actually, saying you can assault women and grab them by their pussies any time you want is actually not disqualifying for being president, but we're going to make up a bunch of bullshit to explain why we're not voting for Hillary" and I still do not trust most of you because of this.

You have once chance to not totally fuck this up. Treat it seriously.

Here's my cat to brighten your day. Her name is Jupiter.

[meganelixabethh]

In light of Biden stepping down and Kamala Harris potentially being the presidential candidate, I have seen Americans begin to have the debate online about why they should vote for Kamala when they don’t agree with her actions. As an English person I want to talk to you about this because we’ve just done this like a month ago.

Let me briefly introduce you to the British voting system- each country is split into sections that- at one time- had roughly equal populations and each one is called a constituency. Each constituency has an elected leader called a Member of Parliament (we call them MPs so I will be using that term moving forwards) and each of them has a seat in parliament and is able to cast the vote for their constituency on behalf of the people who voted them in. Most MPs are affiliated with either the Conservative Party (colloquially referred to as the ‘tories’ and most similar to the Republican Party) or the Labour Party (no nickname, like the Democrats). There are other parties such as The Liberal Democrats, The Green Party, Reform UK, The DUP, UKIP, BNP and there are even a few MPs who are independent and therefore not affiliated with any party. The general idea is that all the MPs who are in the same party will vote the same way, so if you have over half of the seats in parliament affiliated with your party, you are prime minister and you can usually expect your party to vote the things in that you endorse. This is a TLDR of the British system so it’s way more complicated than this but all this to say, if a party gets 326 seats they have the power.

In 2010 the Tories gained a majority over the Labour Party for the first time in 13 years, and immediately began stripping money out of public services and funnelling this to Tory donors (again I just want to take a moment to say all this is very complicated and I’m glossing over a lot so missing a lot of nuance) so essentially we were paying tax and that money was just not going towards sustaining our national infrastructure. In 2016 Brexit happened and this worsened the problem. In 2019 there was a concerted effort from the left to get the tories out, and while the tories needed to be propped up by The DUP, they maintained their majority. Enter COVID. Our already crumbling public services were put under a level of pressure they simply could not sustain. People were going bankrupt trying to heat their homes during winter, food prices spiralled, schools crumbled both physically and metaphorically. You can’t get a GP appointment to save your life. People are dying in corridors at A&E after waiting 9 hours to be seen. You can’t buy a house nor can you rent one and homelessness soared. The future is bleak here. Children are starving. But it’s fine- life goes on- you come to understand how the people you read about in history books carried on like they did. You come to grow used to living in unprecedented times as everyone else in the world seems to be. You complain to your colleagues about how long it will take to get through to the doctors to try and get a repeat prescription, you turn the heating off in another room and eventually just take to getting in bed as soon as you get home in winter. You know someone who has a wood burning stove so you consider how often is too often to invite yourself over. As you sew up the rip in the seam of your jeans again, you wonder if the world was actually better before 2010 or if everything just seemed better because you were a kid. You know whatever the answer to that question is, you never struggled to get a doctors appointment back then.

Our elections don’t function quite like yours- they don’t happen at a set time. The ruling party have to dissolve parliament to call an election, and they have to do it within 5 years of their last win. The normal convention is 4 years, but 5 is what’s actually in the law. We knew the tories would try to cling on to power as long as they could- so we knew it would be 2024 before we got an election. We had a local election when we would usually have a general election, but finally, FINALLY, on a rainy day, the prime minister told an angry people that we would have an election in six short weeks and we immediately had exactly the same argument you’re currently having. The left argued back and forth about whether tactical voting is moral and if moral voting was actually enough to dig us out of the nightmare. We considered the party leaders actions, we agreed that we didn’t like them, that he was basically in the centre, that he supported the genocide in Palestine and that he didn’t do enough to protect trans people, that he wasn’t what we WANTED. And then we looked at the burned out husk of our lives and we voted for him anyway. He is now Prime Minister and Labour have a very significant majority.

He’s scrapped the Rwanda Scheme (very expensive scheme to ship asylum seekers who reach Britain to Rwanda for some reason?), he’s lifted an onshore wind ban that’s prevented the country expanding its green energy infrastructure for the last decade to try and reduce energy prices, he’s made more progress with striking doctors in about 3 days than the tories did in years, announced plans to nationalise major infrastructure back from private industry, held water companies to account for dumping raw sewage in our waters and ordered an immediate assessment of public funds to try and stop so much public money pouring out of infrastructure after 14 years of Tory restructuring (to make themselves richer if you remember from above). He’s only been in about a month. I was 13 when the tories took power, and for the first time almost since I can remember, there’s a very small stirring of… hope I think? The nightmare might be over soon.

He’s not perfect and neither are Labour, but if I have a choice between being shot in the face and drinking cyanide, I’d drink the cyanide because I might live to drink another glass of water that’s got less cyanide in it. There is no best, there is only better; and if we keep voting for better we might end up at the best we wanted in the beginning. Sometimes, you just have to vote for better and hope. She might not be what you want, but she’s probably not going to set the world on fire and play the fiddle while it burns, and that might have to do for now unfortunately.

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for wanting to demonstrate my leadership skills?

I (12M) was recently stranded on an island with my choir. I attend a private boys school, and lead my choir as chapter chorister and head boy. So you can tell I am very experienced when it comes to leadership. (For reference, the boys in my choir are all ages 5-13.)

While the group of us were recuperating after the plane crash that stranded us, we heard a trumpeting noise, and went to go locate the source. We came across a blond boy (12M) holding a conch shell and his fat fuck (12M) of a friend. We’ll call them R and P, respectively.

Now, I liked R in the beginning. He seemed sensible, fun, nice. The group of boys (my choir + some others) decided to pick a chief amongst us for our stay on the island. Now, obviously, I’m the correct choice. I’m chapter chorister, I’m head boy, and I can sing C#. But with the exception of my choir, everyone decided to vote for R, because he has a fucking shell and is handsome. Upsetting. However, R decided to let me lead a group of hunters on the island (there were a lot of pigs there).

As time went on, I began focusing on hunting. R, however, became a wet blanket. He lit a signal fire with P’s glasses, and demanded that we had to take turns watching it. While we started our friends, R and me began fighting about which was more important— hunting for food or keeping the fire going. On top of that, a lot of boys had begun speculating there was a beast on the island, and I think R handled the existence of said beast poorly. We all went hunting for it one day, and when R rejected the idea of my hunters finding it and fighting, I’d had it with getting my ideas shot down. I knew I was a capable leader, and R was just too stuck up to see it. Angry, I left R’s tribe and became my own chief.

A few days later, my tribe was the dominant one. We had hunting parties and feasts, and even managed to steal fire from R’s tribe. Unfortunately, that also meant that we had to kill some people in the process. P, for example, was a casualty, along with a choir boy we accidentally killed in lieu of the beast.

Right now, R’s tribe is completely disbanded and we’re going to hunt for him. I think I’m a pretty good leader, but I’m having some doubts. AITA?

TL;DR wet blanket chief won’t let me hunt, so I start a new fun tribe and am going to hunt him down

[damagedintellect]

Craig Tucker x Fem!reader

💌 Craig Tucker is a mother fucker: Chapter 4  💌  

Summary:  You want to say that it wasn't your fault buuuuuut it kinda was. You didn't think much of it as you casted your joke vote for the "Hottest guy in school" and in hindsight you should never listen to Clyde but it was pretty funny at the time. Craig just wanted a peaceful junior year and you can't blame him for that however waking up the morning after a party, in his bed, being told that you two were dating wasn't exactly your definition of peaceful either.

Notes:  I was always too scared of the fandom to post it back in the day but I wrote this before Creek was made canon so let's just say Craig is bi for my sake because I've had a huge crush on him since forever. My S/O pointed out that Craig is just Trafalgar Law but with a guinea pig instead of a polar bear and I haven't been the same since I have a type and it's them.

💌 Word count: 3,046 💌  <= Previous | Chapter 5 =>

It's been about a month now and you have made no progress what so ever. Every time you try to talk to Stan something always happens to prevent you from even getting the words out. It's been frustrating to deal with but at least the never ending commotion and rumors about you have subsided, which was nice. However you can't say the same for Craig. You don't really know much about what was being said. All you know is ever since he came back to school after getting better he'd become super irritable and a beckon of unwanted attention. You found it funny because it didn't bother you. It was nothing new being that you both were always at each other's throats but it clearly was getting to everyone else. Clyde has cried 3 times this week alone. Poor Clyde.

You put some books in your locker and walked down the hall. The day was already done but you promised Bebe to help her with something, super vague. She didn't give you much detail at all the only thing she said was Wendy also needed the help and you can't leave your friends in need. You were a good friend. You were on your way to the gym when you saw Craig talking with some girl. You didn't know who she was but you could tell she was crying. His back was facing you but you felt the tension when you passed them. You wondered what happened but kept walking.

Stepping into the gym Wendy and Bebe greeted you, thanking you for coming "(Y/n), glad you could make it!" apparently you weren't the only one they called over to help. There were a group of girls sitting on the bleachers. Bebe and Wendy were wearing their cheer uniforms and they were giving you that look. The one they give you when, "Oh no" you only now realized what was going on. You had turned to leave but it was too late Wendy grabbed your wrist and Bebe giggled "You make this too easy, you'd think by now you'd see this coming." They led you over to the bench and got everyone settled in. It was cheer tryouts, they were making you try out for cheer. You didn't bother fighting it, you gave in but only for the moment you didn't want to make a scene in front of the newbies. They taught everyone a quick routine and gave you guys a few minutes to practice at your own pace before they would put you in groups to begin the actual tryouts. You took the down time to argue with them.

"I hope you know, no matter what happens I'm turning you guys down right?" you made yourself very clear that they wouldn't be able to get you this time. Bebe looks at Wendy who cleared her throat "That's fine but hear us out." you fold your arms but let them continue "You wouldn't have to be a permanent member." you were confused. "Wouldn't have to?" they were giving you options? Wendy looked at Bebe to help her out "It's more like we want you as an understudy? I guess?"

"You wouldn't need to come to every practice but if someone gets an injury we'd ask you to help fill in, or if there was an event that you wanted to do you could substitute in." you were even more confused "Okay, but like why me? Why not someone who's actually auditioning?" Bebe nervously laughs and speaks before Wendy gets the chance "Word on the street is at your last school you were on the school's dance squad." Wendy looks at her confused and Bebe avoids giving either of you eye contact.

"Annnnd Bebe said your crush is on the football team so what better way to get their attention than being a cheerleader!" you froze glaring at Bebe "I-I..." you trailed off. This was so stupid. "(Y/n) you know you could have told me you had a crush on Kyle." you take that back now this is stupid. You were going to murder Bebe "I-I... well you see it's-" Wendy laughed she thought it was cute that you were getting flustered talking about your so called crush "You know when Bebe told me who it was everything made a lot of sense . That's what you've been trying to ask Stan about for the past few weeks right?"

"Huh?" you have no idea what she's talking about. You should have just played along to what Wendy was saying. "You were going to ask Stan to help you out with your crush right? I could always ask him to put in a good word for you if you'd like?"

"It's not like it's that big of a deal to me, I'm not that desperate. Personally I like being single." Wendy tilted her head "That's not what it sounded like a few weeks ago."

"That was- I only said that because-" you swear under your breath and stare at Bebe hoping she would help you out considering she's the one who got you into this mess. "Craig! All the rumors with Craig. Right (Y/n)?" you clapped your hands together "Y-yes! That's right I was worried about the rumors but they've calmed down now." Wendy gave you a reassuring look and put a hand on your shoulder "Are you sure? Stan probably wouldn't mind at all." You waved your hands around frantically "No, no! That's fine, this is something that I have to do for myself. I'll be your guys understudy just please promise you won't tell anybody!" she extends her pinky "Pinky promise." you shake her pinky and they continue the try outs. You could breathe easy for the moment but you stare at Bebe.

As soon as it was over you were given the schedule, your pom poms and uniform. The practices didn't start for at least another few weeks which meant you had just enough time to figure out how to get out of the fresh hell Bebe dropped you in. Bebe changed out of uniform and tried to sneak off without you but you were waiting outside the door for her.

"Where do you think you're going!" she turned around and jumped "(Y-Y/n) f-fancy seeing you here." you stepped in front of her "Like hell it is. What was that all about." she sighed as you both walked to the parking lot "It's not my fault, I swear. Apparently Stan asked Wendy about you because you were acting weird and I tried covering for you but then Wendy pushed the matter and I had to give her a name and Kyle was the most believable." when you both got to the parking lot you saw Clyde leaning against his car while Craig was laying across his tailgate. Clyde opened the Door for Bebe "Your chariot M'Lady." he winked at her and she kissed his cheek. Craig slowly got up and raised an eyebrow at you while he put the tailgate up "Wow how desperate can they be to let you be a cheerleader. You're more of a faller than a flyer, don't you think?" he let you get in first and you groaned "I was blackmailed to do it asshat." slouching you crossed your arms "Something something Bebe can't keep a secret." You said very irritated at Bebe's actions.

"Listen if you would have made a move by now you wouldn't be in this mess." you rolled your eyes. "Yeah well I've been trying I just keep getting interrupted." Clyde pulled into his driveway. You guys had planned to hang out and play some games today. Clyde let you all in and set up smash bros "If it helps I could always throw a party this weekend?" he plugs in the adapter for you to plug in your game cube controller. he thought it over in his head.

"Scratch that, I NEED to throw a party this weekend."

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The next day started off pretty average until your math class. Before class officially started Wendy and Stan came up to talk to you. "No. Wendyyyyyyy" you whined at her already knowing she broke her promise "You said you wouldn't tell. You pinky promised!" Stan laughed awkwardly "She didn't- I mean if it helps, I guessed it and she said I was right." you opened up your composition book putting your head down in it "I said I wanted to handle it." Wendy pats your head "I know, but Clyde's throwing a party tomorrow and you should ask him to take you."

"Not going to happen." you pushed her hand away and looked up at them. Stan turned away slowly scratching his bottom lip "We kinda told him you wanted to talk to him after class at his locker." you sat up straight "Oh my god you've got to be kidding me." The teacher motioned for everyone to take their seats. This couldn't get any worse. Now you'd have to tell Kyle some lie about how- actually you have no idea what Stan could have told him. You doubt that he said anything too specific. Maybe he just said you wanted to talk and you could ask him about something completely off topic. That was your plan anyways, it wasn't much but it was something. You'd handle the party as it comes you just wanted to get through this week. After class you headed over to Kyle's locker. He was already waiting for you.

"Hey Kyle,-" you were about to ask what Stan had even told him but he cut you off pretty quick and apologized. "I'm sorry (Y/n), I really am. It's not that you're not cool or attractive. I like someone else." you released the breath you didn't even know you were holding, that was a relief. "Oh thank god. That makes this easier." Kyle looked confused but you explained "Wendy and Stan got the wrong idea off of some off handed comment I made and just assumed that it was you I had a crush on. I was coming here to clear the air." Kyle nodded slowly "To be completely honest I thought you were dating Craig." you sighed "Nope not dating him, but most people seem to think so." speaking of Craig he was walking kind of fast in your direction. He kept looking over his shoulder. Kyle smiled now that he knew it was just a misunderstanding "Thanks for not making this a big deal, I guess I'll see you around." Kyle and you parted ways. You were glad at least something seemed to fix itself. You were still going to get back at Bebe but right now you wanted to know what was up with Craig. He looked like he was running away from someone.

Weird.

You're not sure why but you tried to follow him, morbid curiosity? Somehow you lost track of the tall mother fucker. The hallway you were in was empty, literally how did you get here. You turn the corner once more and you quickly hide the way you came but peak around the corner. It was Wendy and Stan and they were kissing. A part of you kind of knew but it still hurts that you couldn't do a thing about it. You took off again trying to get back to the main hallway. On your way back you decide to go to the cafeteria instead of looking for Craig.

"Sup guys." you sit down at the usual table. Bebe smirked at you "Where have you been, we thought you would've been with Craig." You glared at her "If you must know I was being turned down by my crush." You used air quotes when you said crush. "Oof that's rough buddy but you know what that means?" you look at Clyde and shrug "What?"

"It means my party is the perfect opportunity for you to get shit faced." Bebe patted your back "He's right you know. You need to treat yo self and not care about anything for a night. You've been stressing a lot lately haven't you?" you put your head down but narrowed your eyes at her "Gee, I wonder why."

You had checked out of the conversation for a while as everyone talked about the party preparations. Maybe Bebe was right. You had been trying too hard if something was meant to happen it probably would have happened by now. The rest of the day was pretty chill since you were just going through the motions. You did receive a text from Wendy asking how everything with Kyle went and you told her you were turned down. She suggested that you guys take a girls night at the party, get wasted and stay over at Bebe's afterwards. Which didn't sound like a terrible idea. You've always kind of been a goodie goodie and look where that's gotten you. One night won't ruin your life right.

Right?

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Bebe told Clyde that she would be helping you get ready and would not be able to help with setting up the party. He didn't mind since it gave him some more guy time. Wendy and Bebe came over to help you do your hair make-up and helped pick your outfit. Which was nice of them especially since they pretty much forced you to confess to your so called crush and it backfired. Needless to say this was the least they could do. You wouldn't usually dress up like this you were showing a little more skin than you normally do but you did feel pretty at the least. A little slutty but there was nothing wrong with that, you still felt very pretty.

Once you got to the party Wendy and Bebe took your phone and house keys. "I guess we take turns making sure you don't get in too much trouble and then head back to my place later." Bebe was going over the plan as you guys made your way to the refreshments you looked at the spread of alcohol. "So what should be my plan of attack?" you've only ever had a sip from drinks, you've never actually gotten smashed before. Wendy looks to Bebe and back to you "I'd say pick one thing and just drink that throughout the night. If you mix to many drinks on your first time you'll end up getting sick." Bebe nodded but added on "Mostly don't mix beer with liquor. Liquor before beer you're in the clear, beer before liquor never sicker." she poured all of you some shots "Typically I drink a few shots and then switch to beer it's easier to keep the buzz but for you I think you should stick with tequila. It has less calories than vodka and it's more of an upper than a downer." you all clink your drinks and shoot it back. It's not the worst thing in the world but you'd definitely have to get used to the taste. Wendy grabbed you a water "Also be sure to drink water or else you'll just end up with a headache before you even get tipsy"

"Dooley noted." you guys had a few more drinks before going about the party. You didn't feel any different but Wendy said that you will eventually just try to pace yourself. Wendy ended up leaving you two after a few more people showed up. You noticed that Stan was one of those people. You shake your head not tonight, this was your night. You and Bebe danced a bit before you guys found your way to Clyde, Token and Craig.

"Wow you both look stunning." Clyde said motioning for you guys to sit down with them. Token and Craig were playing Mario Kart but Token was chugging a beer despite the race already starting. You pointed at them and quirked an eyebrow and Clyde laughed "Oh they're playing Beeriokart. You can't drink and drive so you either slam your drink at the beginning or have to keep stopping to drink, but you have to finish your drink by the end of the race." You looked over to Bebe and smiled "That actually sounds hilarious." you totally want to race Bebe like this. Clyde pointed over to Craig who had a pretty big lead "Although Craig decided he's not drinking tonight so he chugged a sprite instead. I still don't know how he managed to do it." Craig finished in 1st and shrugged, "It's just carbonation."

You and Bebe joined in but instead Bebe poured a line of shots and some water you had to finish. A few games later you were pleasantly tipsy. You weren't even sure you were doing that well in Mario kart but you didn't care, you were having fun. You didn't even notice that Bebe and Clyde had disappeared. You handed your controller off and decided to walk about the party. You were definitely feeling the drinks now. You went back to the group that was blasting music and dancing. You were having a good time, this is what you needed. You needed a night to let your hair down, dress up and dance your drunken ass off.

That's when untouched by the veronica's came on. You fucken love that song! You stood up on the table and started lip syncing continuing to dance. This song fits your situation well enough, this shit was therapeutic. A lot of people cheered for you as you started to move a little more seductively. The song was called untouched it's pretty par for the course. You were bouncing around moving your hips and flipping your hair all sexy like, what could you say it was a good song to dance too when you hit that drunk confidence. Nearing the end of the song you've accumulated quite the group. You were singing along pretty loud and you're sure someone was recording you but you didn't care, you felt good.

"Been going crazy from the moment I met youu~"

You slipped, you were going too ham with the dancing. You tried to find your balance but instead of falling forward you forced your heel down but you were on the edge of the table and fell backwards.

"Not again"

[acesofspadess]

Endless Love 8

a/n: thank you for going on this ride with me... much love- Ace

After party

You walked down the carpet with a line of interviewers waiting to talk to you.

You stood next to Niall with some distance to not give anything away. You and Niall both looked behind you at the same time before paying attention to the question. “What I love about tonight is that you are The Voice. Hollywood dreams are being made overnight. How do you feel?” you watched Niall smile at the interviewees question. “I'm really excited. I've just stopped crying, but I'm really excited and happy to be here and grateful. And I love my family and friends who have been cheering for me since day one.”

“What did they say?”

“Well my family is sleeping so they don't know yet but i called my friend Harry who had just gone on his intermission at his concert and he ran back on stage -with me on facetime- to tell everyone. That was really special. But I'm just very grateful that everyone that voted for Team Niall.” you said as you rested your head on his shoulder softly. 

“Tell me about Niall and your relationship and how he mentored you over the season.” you took your head off his shoulder and shook your head. “Where do I even start? Born in Mullingar- no i'm just kidding-,” you said as Niall laughed with a clap. “He's pretty cool.” you shrugged off. “No I'm absolutely not, but.” you laughed as he looked away from you, “thanks anyway Bleu.” he laughed nervously. “No, he truly has been a great mentor and an even better friend. I've said it before but I really do mean it. Don't tell him that though, he’ll get a big head.” you chuckled, rubbing his arm. “But he's truly been one the best friends and mentors a girl could ever ask for. Every single day I'm so happy that Niall chose me and I chose him.” you watched Niall rub his ear and you smiled knowing he only did that when he was flustered and fidgety.

“Where were you last year? Take me back to that moment.” 

“Oh I have no idea. Oh yes I do, I was graduating Uni. Oh my god that was a year ago.” you said with your hand now over your mouth in shock. “Only you would forget you graduated Uni two years early.” Niall teased and you laughed with your head in your hands. “But we’re here now and I think that's a pretty crazy difference.”

“Your EP: This is me. Who are you?”

“Well I just won the voice so I’d say winner of the voice?” you laughed lightly with a big smile as you saw Niall smile. 

“Last night you sang ‘Diamonds’ by Rihana, is she a big influence for you?

“Oh most definitely. I grew up listening to her because she's Caribbean and having someone I connect to in the music world definitely helped me get to where I am.”

“Now Niall, if this young woman is not busy, could maybe she join you on tour and open for you on The Show?”

“Oh I would love that, at some point. We could get her on some shows. Things will have to happen in the background but, yeah absolutely. I have a feeling she'll be there anyway,” he looked at you with a knowing smile and you smiled back. “I mean she is- i've been saying it for so long and i feel like no one was listening.” he pouted and you giggled. “Um but she is- like you know a talent when you hear it and uh, she's got it. There's no reason why she wouldn't open up for me sometime.”

After Niall answered about the one direction group chat you piped in. “A couple messages are from me when I steal Harry’s phone.” you laugh and Niall joined you. 

“Congratulations! How are you feeling right now? I mean your face was pure shock. Please take us into it.” another interviewer asked you.

“It was just really crazy. I didnt think they would call me name so when they did -oh man, im gonna start crying again-,” Niall rubbed your back softly with a small smile. “It was just really crazy. Everyone in the Top 5 had really smashing performances since ‘the blinds’, so i think everyone just did really well, and i'm happy to even be here.” you almost cried again and covered your face as you saw Niall smile widely. 

“Wow, and your almost in tears right now.” the interviewer pointed out. “Eveyone did well, but you did well too.”

“Oh thank you.” you replied back to her with a slightly shocked smile.

“So I mean in that moment though take me through it. What was going through your mind?”

You laughed softly, “honestly i couldn’t even tell ya’. Like I heard my name and like I lost all hearing.” you chuckled again at Nialls smile aimed towards the ground. “I looked at Niall and saw him with the biggest shit eating grin- oh sorry I don't think i can curse, apologies,” Nialls boisterous laugh cut you off and you looked at him with wide eyes. “So I looked at him to make sure like ‘they didn't call second place did they?’ and when i saw him standing up with the biggest smile i just crumpled. I think I’d still be there crying if it wasn’t for Grace.” you laughed behind your hand. “Im okay right now, but if i get asked a serious question I’m gonna lose it.” you finished off. 

“Niall I can just see in your face like you're just so happy for  Bleu. How does it feel being her coach and knowing that she won? Like what was your reaction?”

“Well as Bleu put it so elegantly earlier,” he said, which made you giggle. “I was just so happy for her. I always kinda knew… what she was capable of from her first audition, when she was a nervous wreck -self admittedly- i just knew that she had a tone that would really spike the nation's interest. A voice like that just stands out. The way she's just been constantly herself on camera and everywhere she's been, it just speaks to people. I'm just proud of her.” he looked at you as he said it and smiled at him softly.

“I think we were all shocked because of the level of talent in the final, it's just been- it could have been any of those 5. But apparently it's been the tightest win of all time, which says alot about Grace too. But,” he shrugged, “got a winner, and my Bleu.” he looked at you with a big closed lip smile and you knew the melty feeling you got was written all over your face.

As you finished up interviews Niall took your hand and walked you to your changing rooms for the after party. “I'll see you there baby.” he said as he gave you a kiss, then followed it with a few more pecks before your giggling ruined it.

When you made it to the after party after changing you met Niall at the entrance and he took your face in his hands and kissed you. “It's been too long since I last did that.” you smiled and kissed him again before getting interrupted by Kelly. “C’mon love birds we wanna celebrate!” she screamed with a laugh. You hid your face in Niall's chest and walked with him hand-in-hand inside where everyone was waiting. 

You all danced and talked and had a good time. You were doing a 360 video and Niall wrapped his arm around your shoulder while getting everyone to shout ‘Bleu’. The camera was spinning around you guys when Niall took his free hand and angled your chin towards him. He looked at your eyes for a brief second and attached his lips to yours in a loving kiss.

The screams around you is what brought you guys out of your bubble. “I love you Bleu, so much.”

“I love you Niall, more than words can ever express.” he kissed you again and you smiled eagerly kissing him back. 

bleuwilson was told only winners get kisses

User7 Yesssss

niallhoran my winner

↳ harrystyles our* winner

↳↳ bleuwilson I love you so much Haza

User9 biggest slay

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