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saintshigaraki · 3 years

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BRUH I ACCIDENTALLY UNFOLLOWED WHILE TRYING TO SEND THIS ASK IM GONNA SUE TUMBLR

anyways.

i read your tags on my sad rambling and i just wanted to come here and give you everything i have to offer which is a bruised heart and 3.45$ (i think that's enough to buy two coffee depending on where you live, maybe if we're lucky we can even get a donut to split) 💕💞💓💗💖💘

i really really love dabi so so much and i just keep thinking about how badly i want to remind him that he's a person too. even though he's this big bad villain who's committed so many crimes my heart always hurts at the thought of how young he was when he left home,,, and i think touya is still trying to look for home again,,, even if there's a physical house he's in it's still not home, a feeling of being able to finally rest. i want dabi to finally go home. i want to give him the warmth and safety that every person, every child, deserves.

i know it's silly and that his abuse doesn't justify his actions, but at the same time i find it so incredibly unfair. there's no empathy for him, no understanding that he's built up all these walls because there's a heart that's desperate to not be hurt again. he can detach himself from his humanity but i think he'll always crave the intimacy of wanting to be seen, wanting to be understood. and i think it's such a disservice to him if we forget the fact that before a villain, before a criminal, he was just a little boy with a dream.

i know some people think dabi is a playboy and wouldn't care about a potential s/o (not that i think there's anything wrong with writing him like that) but the soft part in me always thinks that while dabi would try to push you away, it's because he can't understand why someone would want him. because if he spent his entire teen/early twenties convincing himself that his hands are made for destruction, how could he possibly convince himself that those same hands can hold you? it scares him, a bit, that you would die for him - because every life he's taken has always been taken, never given.

(i am so sorry for spamming your inbox jsdhfkshjksd i didn't mean to ramble this much but i just wanted to add that i don't think i'll ever be anywhere near your level of understanding poetry and writing beautiful prose, but i read this and the third stanza made me think of dabi <3)

-nilani <3

(i accidently unfollow ppl all the time when i send them asks. tumblr really hates us rip)

i dont think my heart ever wont hurt for dabi. obviously, like you said, the abuse he experienced doesn't justify his crimes and im not and will never try to justify or excuse some of the things hes done (even though i joke that dabi has never done anything wrong and if he did no he didnt)

'i want dabi to finally go home' god. you just really hit the nail on the head with that. i think home & healing go hand in hand with his character. and in a way, i think healing for him can be a sort of home.

'he'll always crave the intimacy of wanting to be seen' yes absolutely i love this take more than i can put into words. dabi wants to be seen. dabi desperately wants to be heard. by the world but mostly by the person he loves. i feel like that’s a core part of his character.

tbh i don’t really get the whole…dabi canonically wouldn’t care for his s/o take that seems to go around. of course, any and all characterizations are completely fine, and we have no way of really knowing how he’d act in a romantic relationship, but i feel like things have gotten to the point where ppl are labeling any and all instances of dabi not being downright awful to his s/o as ooc which is kind of frustrating. it’s a disservice to his character to say as he can only act one way with all ppl otherwise it’s ooc.

personally, i think dabi fears vulnerability more than anything else. which is why he automatically pushes ppl away but once someone manages to wiggle their way past those defenses it’s game over. he’s not letting go until he absolutely has to. and even then…it’d take an army.

nilani!! i can not put into words how beautiful that dabi fic was. i’ve been thinking about it since you posted it. your take on dabi is one of if not my absolute favorite. please PLEASE never apologize for talking about him with me

#nilani i’m so so in love with your take on dabi like. i had to leave this in my inbox for a few days so i could put together #a semi decent answer #nilani 🌻#angelmidoriya #ask

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thedisorganizationofelliot · 4 years

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podcasts

This past year I’ve gotten really into podcasts as a way to help manage my adhd, so i’ve gone through quite a few of them and i thought about making my own rec post. obviously i have adhd and was putting it off lol but my friend expressed interest so here’s the list of podcasts that i’ve gotten through at least a full season of and loved.

The Bridge

10/10 erie atmosphere

"A podcast about the fictional Transcontinental Bridge, the people who live there, and the stories they leave behind. Oh, and monsters."

The Magnus Archives

holy crap this is so well done. it’s horror so i can’t listen to it to help me sleep but if you want fear and true spookiness this is great. the main character is a department head for an institute that deals in the paranormal. his job is to record ppl’s statements of the weird unexplainable things that happen to them. but he’s more on the skeptic side of things which creates just enough humor to get me through a horror podcast. queerness does happen in the background.

The Adventure Zone

i feel like if you’re looking for fiction podcasts you’ve already heard of the adventure zone. three brothers and their dad play tabletop rpg. it’s hilarious and made me cry. when they accidently do something like say kill the first lesbian couple on the show, they actually do make up for it and apologize for not realizing. their solution was to keep giving us so many lgbt characters that i didn’t even notice that the first were playing into the bury your gays trope until i went back and listen to their the the adventure zone zone eps.

Victoriocity

do you want quirky crime solving steampunk adventure? bc this show will give you just that. It’s full steampunk victorian london shenanigans. reminds me of patrick carmen’s writing a bit if you read his books as a kid i’d highly recommend this.

Inn Between

okay this is a show that’ll give you a toothache. it’s all found family adorableness. it takes place in the inn that the group goes to in between dnd adventuring. it’s very heartwarming and i adore all the characters.

The Penumbra Podcast

if i only had the choice of listening to one podcast ever again, this would probably be the one i choose. its so goddamn good and so goddamn queer. they’ve given me my dream sci-fi world and fantasy. there’s a canon poly relationship that i love soooo much.

The Amelia Project

what does one do when they want to disappear? why call the amelia project of course! each episode starts with a phone call, involves hot coco, and crazy schemes to make ppl disappear.

Girl in Space

i can’t say too much about this without giving things away. there’s a girl alone on a spaceship with a very important job and a copy of jurassic park. then suddenly she’s not alone and it turns out that her ship is full of something very valuable and isn’t technically hers.

if you want space adventures about friendship not romance this is one for you. seriously i love it so much.

The Strange Case of Starship Iris

this one is totally completed. it’s short. in my eyes it’s a better firefly. you’ve got your morally questionable main crew (and the pilot is an alien bc they’re not cowards) who take morally questionable jobs. they end up picking up the only survivor of starship iris and well there’s some fishy things that happened that everyone wants to figure out.

We Fix Space Junk

do you fear corporations taking over the world and charging so much for things that you’ll be in debt for life? well this is your fears come true. it’s lighthearted tone makes things even more unsettling at times. it’s main plot is between a women who’s been working off the debt of her ship for way too long and her new, previously an heiress, apprentice.

Be the Serpent

three red headed fantasy authors talk about books and fanfiction and make dick jokes. i love them.

Death by Dying

i dont really know how to explain this one. it’s kinda got a pushing daisies style to it. the obituary writer goes around and sorta accidentally solves murders while he’s doing his research.

Eos 10

did you want a scrubs in space? bc this is scrubs with space pirates, a reluctant recovering alcoholic, a hypochondriac disposed alien prince who is now a dishwasher planning to a kitchen revolution, a nurse who’d could kill you but has, hopefully, decided to help you. it’s pure shenanigans. they get into so much craziness. definitely has that found family vibe bc i know what i’m about.

King Falls AM

did you also listen to nightvale in highschool but gave up on it after 20 or so episodes bc it didn’t really have a plot? then this is perfect for you. two dudes run a late night talk show in a perfectly normal town. it’s completely normal to have ghosts that move road signs, a lake monster, a vampire???, alien abductions, and calling your favorite local radio station about all these totally normal happening and how you can’t believe they’re interfering with the fishing tournament.

i’ll be honest this was annoyingly boy heavy for me at first. the only women at first seemed to be the perfect librarian, the soccer mom, and gwendolen the racist witch. but then there’s a plot about punching himminsts and all these women getting fed up. so i think it's totally worth it. THEY GET FLESHED OUT EVENTUALLY

The Bright Sessions

for a podcast about a therapist to ppl with superpowers this one stresses me out. which is good. i mean there’s a lot going on and a shady government agency

The Ordinary Epic

a group of fictional ppl play as fictional dnd characters. Season one left me on kinda a cliff hanger and idk how to feel about it. It entertained me, so like a 6/10 maybe a 7? so far.

The Two Princes

gaaaaaaaaay if you want a fairytale romance this is the place to be.

#podcast recommendations #podcast recs #it me so most of these ARE queer but i dont want to spoil things

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doctorguilty · 5 years

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gonna uncharacteristically Go Off and get rly angry for a second

you know what would be great actually you know what would make my life better? if people would stop misgendering me and treating me like I’m a widdle cis girwl uwu who doesn’t know what its like to be trans or have dysphoria. I’m trans. I”m fucking trans. I have dysphoria and it is a horrible fucking experience that affects me every day yes even when I’m wearing shorts and a crop top even when I’m wearing makeup and everything i own is pink i’m still fucking TRANS yes even if i choose to identify with the label “genderfluid” you don’t fucking get to decide what that means to me personally, i shouldn’t have to fucking explain it, nb genders are trans ANYWAY like what is the fucking problem??? i tell people my pronouns, put a he/him button on my shit, I bind, I dress like a man, and yet some ppl still think they have the fucking right to like, headcanon what my experience with gender is???

yes even if a i wear a fucking bra even if some days i feel okay with my breasts im fucking FUCKING trans and I STILL have dysphoria i have more than fucking chest dysphoria too!! i dont need to fucking explain it! i don’t need to sit in front of people and like, Explain the ins and outs of hating myself and my body like leave me alone!!!! I’m not a cis girl! or cis man for that matter???? I’ve been compared to that??????????????? hello????????????????

and im not talking about random people on the street or 18 year old coworkers who dont know what non binary means i’m talking. people i know. people I have Known for years and years. just. deciding for themselves what they wanna call me and what they think my experience is. i’m talking fellow TRANS PEOPLE for some REASON just deciding to think like, I don’t know what dysphoria is like, assuming I have never face social stigma or repercussions or discrimination, I can only assume playing dysphoria olympics with me in their head and thinking hoho, seth doesnt have it nearly as bad, he doesn’t know. fuck off fuck off fuck off i’m so tired. im not talking accidents or slip ups im talking deliberately misgendering me, knowingly making these assumptions about me and my experience, comparing themselves to me. fuck off. i do not fucking owe anyone a recap of my entire almost 26 years of life. i do not owe anyone a comprehensive list of every part of my body i am and am not comfortable with. i dont fucking need to recall TRAUMAS and DISCRIMINATORY EXPERIENCES for you to “accept” that I’m “oppressed” enough. it’s not fucking fun!!! none of this is fucking fun its a living nightmare! im not cis im not a girl im not a character for you to push some narrative on to make yourself feel better or whatever the fuck people are trying to do

im trans im fucking trans if ppl wanna fucking be clowns take ur shit away from me like. im so fucking tired.

#d0 n0t r3bl0g #seth speaks

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sosa-sketch · 5 years

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Fright or Flight: Chapter 2

Parings: Prinxiety // Logicality // Platonic LAMP

Story Summary: Virgil and Patton investigate the New Prince Castle, when a brutal accident kills Patton. Patton wakes as a ghost and meets friendly ghoul Roman, who has been haunting the castle for 20 years. Virgil is determined to bring Patton back to life and brings Logan, the ghost expert, to help him out. Time is quickly running out, and the four must work together to undo death. If only it was as simple as Logan made it sound.

Unknown to them, a secret entity in the castle does not plan on letting them succeed.

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When Patton first met Virgil, his last intention was to become friends with him. Virgil had built up a notorious reputation over the first few months of school, and his grades did nothing to disprove his status. Patton wasn’t the type to judge a person’s character based on rumors nor looks. No one was a higher believer in the benefit of doubt than Patton! However, Virgil’s first impression did not help his case.

Virgil transferred into Patton’s English class the second semester due to a schedule change. When the teacher stated a new team project was to be completed, Patton did not shy away from offering to be Virgil’s partner. He understood how difficult it could be being the new kid in a class full of friends and cliques.

The project was hefty, an collection of novel analyzing, essays, vocabulary, and journal entries. Patton was not looking forward to the Shakespearean project-Shakespeare’s language was alien to him. It occurred to Patton that pairing up with the soon-to-be-dropout may not have been his best idea. Nonetheless, Patton refused to be jaded.

The first day of the project, Virgil refused to touch the work.

“There’s no way I’m touching this project.” Virgil sneered. “Especially about Shakespeare.”

“Huh?” Patton had not fully processed Virgil’s words. “Is it because you don’t understand it?”

“Sure.”

“Neither can I! I guess Shakespeare really has our brains shaken up! Maybe we can ask the teacher to go over it for us?”

The teen huffed and shook his head. Virgil laid his head on the wooden desk and his eyes slipped closed. He napped for the rest of the period.

His behavior continued for weeks. Patton had tried everything in his power to get Virgil to help him out. Patton’s seemingly endless supply of compliments and encouraging gestures served no help.

Patton’s mind had conjured countless excuses for Virgil since Virgil himself refused to give one. At the beginning the excuses had seemed feasible. Lack of sleep? Family issues? However, by week three, Patton was already scraping the bottom of the barrel, trying to justify Virgil’s dismissive attitude with clones and possible mind control. Virgil was no closer to lifting up a pencil, there were ten days left of the project, and Patton still understood little to nothing about Shakespeare. Patton was flying solo and time was ticking.

The final week before the project was due, Patton caught the flu.

Patton would chalk up the flu to the top three sucky sicknesses of his lifetime. His fever was raging, his skin drowning in sweat while the insides of him iced over. Patton couldn’t tell when being awake ended and when sleep began. The only alarm in Patton’s body was the churning in his gut that rushed him to the toilet.

Understandably, the project was the last thing on his mind.

Patton would not remember his Shakespeare mission until the Sunday before it was due, when he was shaking off the final remnants of the flu. The realization hit him like a train, but by the time he went flying off his bed and hurriedly logging on to his computer to check the time, Patton knew it was hopeless. There was no way he could get the project done in a few hours and counting. Not when all his energy was going into fighting of sneezes and headaches.

Patton was dejectedly scrolling through his email filled with newsletters from adoption sites and animal protection agencies when a subject line caught his eye: “English Project.” Linked to the email were word documents and an audio file. Perplexedly, Patton opened the email.

To: [email protected]

From: [email protected]

Subject: English Project

Patton,

so apparently you’ve been sick. class is way more quiet without you their, which is wierd.

i think i did everything you hadn’t done. it’s gonna be really mispelled and confusing and shit. sorry. i’m not the best with righting. feel free to fix anything.

get well soon.

-V

p.s. sorry for acting like a jerk. i owe you a explanation monday.

Patton hugged his computer screen and laugh with relief. He had no idea why Virgil was so nervous. His ideas were brilliant. A week later, Patton would see an A in his gradebook for the Shakespeare project.

There was a reason why Patton never lost faith in people.

True to his word, the next week Virgil explained his mistreatment to Patton. Virgil struggled with dyslexia. While he was getting tutoring in overcoming his learning disability, Virgil’s writing made him incredibly insecure. His old teacher always let him work individually, but the new teacher wasn’t having it. Before class, the teacher pulled him aside and told Virgil he was no different from any other student and would have to work with a partner. Virgil, determined to spite the teacher and anxious to seem like an “idiot” in front of Patton, would pretend to sleep the whole period.

“All your writing took was a quick grammar fix. The ideas were so good! I’m not just saying that to say that, they actually were! I could never think of something like that.” Patton reassured enthusiastically.

Virgil flushed a bright red. “I didn’t do much. Shakespeare is a lot easier to understand with audio.”

Patton listened to the audiobook of Macbeth that night. Virgil clearly wasn’t giving himself enough credit.

Virgil and Patton quickly grew close once the project was done. Virgil was still quiet, snappy, moody, and detrimentally insecure, but he began to open up more as the months went on. By senior year, Patton and Virgil was joined at the hip. Two peas in a pod.

Virgil had grown a lot since freshman year.

Being joined at the hip with Virgil meant that Patton got to understand Virgil by the simplest change in body language or expression. It also meant that Patton became aquatinted with anyone close to Virgil.

Patton already had a bad feeling while Virgil’s tone had shifted on the phone the night they were chatting about yearbook quotes. Remy sending Patton a text only confirmed the ball of dread in his stomach.

Rem: pat can we talk ?

Patton: You don’t even have to ask! Everything ok?

Rem: it’s about v

Rem: have you guys talked recently ? out of school

Patton: We talked last weekend. Over the phone. Why? Is Virgil fine??

Rem: idk. he came over to my house a couple nights ago at like 5 am. talked about some ghost shit.

Patton: He woke you up to talk about ghosts??(language!)

Rem: looking for affirmation that he wasn’t some obsessed ghost freak. i told him nah

Rem: but tbh he kinda is obsessed

Patton: He is passionate about his ghosts! But that’s not a bad thing.

Rem: v strongly disagrees. the whole thing about the yearbook and ghost quotes really messed with his head

Patton: I didn’t mean anything bad by it! It was just an idea! I promise! I’ll apologize to him!!!

Rem: wait no thats not what im saying. no one blames u

Rem: is he doing any ghost stuff anytime soon

Patton: Yep. He’s going to visit a castle!

Patton: Is that bad?

Rem: don’t you remember last time v became paranoid abt something? he pulled some real stupid stuff just to prove ppl wrong

Patton: Yeah. I know.

Patton: Gosh now I’m worried :(

Rem: i just dont want him doing anything he’ll regret on the trip. can u just…idk watch out for him pls ? ik v can take care of himself. but sometimes he gets into this headspace that’s self-destructive

Rem: tbh i dont like his ghost stuff as it is. i dont need him doing something dumb either

Patton: I understand Rem. That’s really sweet of you <3 <3

Patton: I’ll look out for him! I promise!!!! :-) :-)

Rem: ty. dont tell v abt this convo tho

Despite feeling uneasy about it, Patton understood Remy’s request to keep silent. Telling Virgil about their conversation would only push Virgil away and make him defensive. It’d be impossible to look out for him.

Virgil had already given Patton a way in. Patton had to talk to Logan for Virgil and get any supplies he might need. Patton loved visiting Logan in and of itself. Maybe Logan could help him out.

Logan’s business was located near small shops clustered along the beach. It was a hotspot for tourists, where knickknacks and souvenirs were sold and expensive attractions were advertised. Patton walked along here with Virgil sometimes, stopping at the arcade or mirror maze. Patton had met some of the most interesting people in the small touristy town.

Among the attractions was a dark blue shingled building with a pointy-roofed top. Painted letters on a wooden board spelt out “Afterlife Exposed.” Patton stepped through the door and a bell gently ringed, signaling his arrival.

At the sound of the bell, a tall, dark-haired man turned around. His navy suit blended in with the darkness of the shop. The man’s lean body was captivated beautifully in the suit. Patton quickly averted his eyes, blushing furiously.

“I have been expecting you-oh. Greetings, Patton. What a surprise.”

“Hi Logan!” Patton waved enthusiastically. “Who were you expecting?”

“No one. It’s a new rule Father has implemented. I must say it to every customer to ‘set the mood,’ as he calls it.” Logan dragged his hand over his face exasperatedly. “I find it quite ridiculous. But business shall be business.”

Logan’s father technically owned Afterlife Exposed. But he was always hidden in the back, gathering supplies or experimenting. Logan was currently studying entrepreneurship in college in order to take over the family business someday.

“How may I help you today, Patton?” Logan inquired, stepping around the counter to stand in front of him. He was even taller up close.

Patton filled Logan in about the New Prince Castle family murder and Virgil’s plan to investigate the castle for one of his ghost routines. Logan nodded politely the whole way through.

“I see. What an intriguing case. What exactly does he need from me?”

Patton shrugged cluelessly. “Anything you think might help, I guess.”

“What’s his budget?”

“A coffee and cake pop from Starbucks, if he uses his gift card.”

Logan rolled his eyes. “And he sent you to purchase something from here? Why, he couldn’t even afford a keychain.”

“Come on, Logan! He’s one of your most loyal customers and between us, he’s going through a rough patch. Can’t you help him out? Please?”

Logan massaged his temples and sighed. “Patton, it’s just not something the business can afford to do right now. My Father and I have been dealing with a sort of rough patch as well. You and Virgil have my sincerest apologies-truly, you do.”

Patton nodded dejectedly, “I understand.” Spotting Logan’s hesitant expression and tense form, he rested a hand on Logan’s shoulder and grinned. “Really, I do. I don’t blame you.”

Logan gave a small, tight-lipped smile in return. Gently shaking Patton’s hand off his shoulder, he clasped his hands together tightly. “Well, is there anything else I can do for you?”

“I’m not too sure.” Patton pursed his lips in thought. “Well, actually. I was wondering if you could tell me the dos and don’ts of ghost hunting. The yays and nays. The cats and dogs-actually no scratch that, both of those would be a yay.”

“With all due respect, Patton, I think Virgil has got that covered.” Logan reassured. “He must have asked me a dozen times prior to his first investigation.”

“Oh yeah, I know. It’s for me.” Patton corrected.

Logan raised an eyebrow in perplexion. Patton had never shown an interest in ghost hunting when Virgil wasn’t to be found.

Patton thought quickly. “I just want to understand more. For when I talk to Virgil. Sometimes I really don’t get half the explanations coming from the kiddo’s mouth.” It wasn’t a lie. “Just…how do you deal with ghosts?

“I see.” Logan clicked his tongue. “I’m sure Virgil could explain it to you more in depth. But, if you’re ever in doubt, chalk it up to one thing: respect. Is what you’re doing respecting the afterlife and their home? Are you portraying common courtesy? Treat them with the same respect as the living, if not more. There are exceptions, as with anything, but for the most part, that should keep you out of trouble with spirits.”

“Respect.” Patton repeated.

“You have strong morals, Patton. If you’re concerned about involvement with the afterlife due to your closeness with Virgil, I would not worry. Lack of respect is the last of your weaknesses.”

Logan pulled out his phone from the back of his pocket. “I apologize, I must return to my work. However, if you or Virgil have any more questions, feel free to give me a call.”

Patton gushed and thanked Logan, jotting down his number. Logan flushed a gentle red and held out his hand for a handshake.

“Pleasure doing business with you, Patton.”

Patton swatted Logan’s hand away and brought him in for a hug. “Thank you, Logan.”

Logan awkwardly pat Patton on the back before ungracefully untangling himself from the embrace. “I was only doing my job. Now, I understand it’s none of my business, but I recommend getting some rest. You look exhausted.”

“High school has permanently carved bags under my eyes.” Patton shook his head defeatedly.

Logan gave an amused smirk. “You sounded like Virgil.”

Patton beamed. “Like father, like son!”

Just as Patton was about to turn around to leave the store, something in the corner of the room glistened, catching his eye. “Hey Logan? Just one more thing?”

Logan hummed at him, encouraging Patton to continue.

He pointed to the object at the corner of the room. “How much can I get that for?”

“Walkie-talkies. I sent you to Logan Berry, one of the smartest, most knowledgeable people about the afterlife in this town, and you come back with a Ghost Buster walkie-talkie.” Virgil grunted, dangling the toy by its antennae.

“You can have the Casper the Ghost one instead.”

“What? No! Ghost Busters is better, anyway.” Virgil groaned. “That’s not the point. How about advice? Did Logan say anything?”

“Just to respect the ghosts. Have common courtesy. Which you better be doing anyway, even without Logan telling you to do so.”

Virgil threw his hands up in exasperation and fell down into his sofa as the cushions engulfed the skinny man. “Obviously I respect them! The last thing I need is coming home possessed and cursed! He knows I know that. That’s really all he said?”

“Besides giving us his number.” Patton confirmed. “Which I already gave you.”

Virgil grumbled. “Whatever. One day I’ll get enough money to- wait. The walkie-talkies. There’s no way you could have bought them with my money, I would not have had enough. Please don’t tell me…”

Virgil got a glance of Patton’s sheepish look and groaned. “Patton, we have a rule! No buying each other anything!” He buried his head in his hands. “I can’t pay you back. You know that.”

“Hey…” Patton took a seat next to Virgil and laid a comforting hand on his knee. “It’s okay. They weren’t expensive. You don’t have to pay me back.”

Virgil looked at Patton in between his fingers. His voice was muffled against his palms. “You know how I feel about that, Pat.”

“Virgil, come on.” Patton pleaded.

Virgil shook his head. “Thank you. But, you need to return them.”

Guilty silence settled among the two, but neither made a move to leave. Both were lost in their own worlds when an idea struck Patton.

He nudged Virgil. “I know a way for you to pay me back without money.” At Virgil’s unimpressed look, he protested, “Seriously! It would mean a lot more to me than whatever these walkie-talkies cost.”

“Yea?” Virgil lifted his head from his hands. “What is it?”

Patton stared at Virgil’s stormy eyes as his heart pounded. In all honesty, this was the last thing Patton wanted to do. He was terrified. But, he thought back to the conversation he had with Remy, and the last time Virgil did something senseless unsupervised due to paranoia. “I want to go ghost hunting with you. At the New Prince Castle.”

Virgil’s jaw dropped. His eyes darted around Patton’s face before he shook his head and gave a weak chuckle. “Sure, Pat. Whatever you say.”

“No, I’m serious!” Patton insisted. “I’ll respect the ghosts and do whatever you tell me to do!”

Virgil was dismissing Patton before he could finish his sentence. “No, no, no. You hate ghost stories, Pat! Especially ones that are spooky and gruesome. You’d hate ghost-hutning. It’s dark and there’s lots of weird noises and tons of spiders. No way. I’m not adding more guilt to my conscience.”

Virgil made a move to get up from the sofa, but Patton refused to let the conversation drop. He grabbed Virgil’s hand and pulled him back to the seat. Virgil landed with a clumsy thump.

“Kiddo, I know I hate all those things. I’m sure I’ll be scared. But, you’ll be there too! I love you more than I hate all those things combined.”

“Patton, we can do something else together. Go to the movies. Or bowling. Normal teen stuff.” Virgil reasoned.

Patton retorted, “But ghost hunting is important to you.”

“It’s not that important. It’s a simple hobby. I don’t care that much about it.” Virgil cut off.

“I know, I know!” Patton quickly backtracked. “What I meant was that ghost-hunting has been a cool way for us to bond. It intrigues you-a perfectly normal amount-and I like seeing you happy! Just like you go walking with me along the shops by the beach even though it’s super crowded and you hate it.”

“Patton, what’s your point?” Virgil grilled.

“My point is I want to try this thing that you enjoy with you. Just like you try things for me. It’s senior year, Virgil. No one hates thinking about it more than me, but we don’t know what things are going to be like after high school. I want to find a husband, start a family. Maybe study veterinary science. You could have a publisher for your writing, become a famous author, and move. I want to do this with you. I want to get over my fear.”

Patton stared at Virgil hopefully and held out his hand. “What do you say? One more big adventure for the dynamic duo?”

Virgil stared at Patton, looked down and roughly shook his head, froze, then stared at Patton once more. Virgil’s foot rapidly tapped against the floor, creating a dizzy, distracting melody. Finally, Virgil pulled his hair and glared at Patton. “You’ll be careful?”

Patton nodded eagerly.

“And you’ll stick with me no matter what? At all times? I want you in my sight.”

Virgil dramatically groaned, closing his eyes and throwing his head back. “I guess you can come.”

Patton shot up from his seat, whooping with joy and hopping around the sofa. “Thank you, Virgil! Thank you! We’re going to have such a great time!”

Virgil peeked one eye open and gave a soft grin. “Yeah, I guess we are. You’re sure you wanna do this?”

“Never been more sure of anything in my life besides my love for you and cats! I pinkie swear it.”

Patton and Virgil intertwined pinkies before Patton winked and let go, embracing Virgil.

“Let your moms know you’re going to be gone for the weekend.” Virgil smirked. “We have a haunted castle to explore.”

#sanders sides #thomas sanders #sanders sides fanfiction #roman sanders #logan sanders #patton sanders #virgil sanders #remy sanders #deceit sanders #LAMP #CALM #platonic lamp #hurt/comfort #family fluff #fluff #logicality #prinxiety

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desvel4da · 6 years

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Q&A

The meaning behind my url: I’m always sleepy

A picture of me: look at my tagged_me

How many tattoos i have and what they are: 3. 2 on my arm of a hand holding a rose & a seashell w a pearl in it

Last time i cried and why: probably driving in my car, heard sum sad music playing that made me emotional. I be crying in my car like none of the drivers can see me lol

Piercings i have: ears

Favorite band: this is too hard to answer. I can probably tell u a favorite band of a certain genre or decade but this too broad

Biggest turn offs: ppl that think they’re above others / try to belittle others

Top 5 (insert subject): top 5 favorite colors: red, purple, black, yellow, pink

Tattoos i want: wayyyy too many to list here

Biggest turn ons: talents, being taken care of, someone being their real self uninhibitted, someone letting me be my real self uninhibitted in front of them

Age: 23

Ideas of a perfect date: we look at art together at a museum... we both dressed to the nines & we look hot as fuck. we go eat some bomb ass food overlooking the seaside ...dope flowing conversation... & go for a walk on the shore as we share a blunt in the warm sunset....Then we go for a drink and dance the night away to some funky ass music.

Life goal: to be happy and fulfilled with myself & make a difference for others

Piercings i want: maybe more ear piercings

Relationship status: single

Favorite movie: once again... too broad of a question. I need genres lol

A fact about my life: its like a movie i swear lol

Phobia: Trypophobia. shit creeps me out

Middle name: wasn’t given one

Height: 5″7

Are you a virgin? No

What’s your shoe size? 8.5 or 9 depending on the shoe style/ brand

What’s your sexual orientation? straight

Do you smoke, drink, or take any drugs? yea

Someone you miss: my cat Nena

What’s one thing you regret? wasting my time w certain people

First celebrity you think of when someone says attractive: monica bellucci or naomi campbell

Favorite ice cream? peanutbutter chocolate or red velvet

One insecurity: my laugh. its loud

What my last text message says: HAHAHA

Have you ever taken a picture naked? yes

Have you ever painted your room? yes

Have you ever kissed a member of the same sex? yes

Have you ever slept naked? yes

Have you ever danced in front of your mirror? who hasn’t

Have you ever had a crush? many

Have you ever been dumped? lmao yes

Have you ever stole money from a friend? no

Have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met? does uber count?

Have you ever been in a fist fight? once in hi skool & 2 weeks ago lol

Have you ever snuck out of your house? yes

Have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back? yes

Have you ever been arrested? yes.....

Have you ever made out with a stranger? no.

Have you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere? lol

Have you ever left your house without telling your parents? i’ve ran away twice b4

Have you ever had a crush on your neighbor? one of them

Have you ever ditched school to do something more fun? yes

Have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex? yes

Have you ever seen someone die? no

Have you ever been on a plane? yes

Have you ever kissed a picture? yes

Have you ever slept in until 3? yes

Have you ever love someone or miss someone right now? hell yea

Have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by? not in a while

Have you ever made a snow angel? “ “

Have you ever played dress up? yea

Have you ever cheated while playing a game? yes

Have you ever been lonely? at times

Have you ever fallen asleep at work/school? work no. school yesss lol

Have you ever been to a club? yes

Have you ever felt an earthquake? ive felt the aftershocks of an earthquake & it was trippy

Have you ever touched a snake? many. human ones too haha

Have you ever ran a red light? yes

Have you ever been suspended from school? hahaha yes. for the aforementioned fist fight

Have you ever had detention? yes

Have you ever been in a car accident? yes

Have you ever hated the way you look? this is a read lmaooo

Have you ever witnessed a crime? every day b

Have you ever pole danced? i ain’t THAT talented

Have you ever been lost? currently

Have you ever been to the opposite side of the country? well i live in the middle of the country....so the opposite would b under? which yes i have

Have you ever felt like dying? ha... next question

Have you ever cried yourself to sleep? yes

Have you ever sang karaoke? no i dont hav the range honey

Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t? never say never

Have you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose? yes... hahaha it was when i was lil i was w my cousin and right after i took a sip of sprite she made me laugh and that shit came out my nostrils lmao... thatshithurtedtho LMAO

Have you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger? slept with on a bed? yes but no sex involved

Have you ever kissed in the rain? yea bitch im a romantic

Have you ever sang in the shower? yes

Have you ever made out in a park? yes i love nature

Have you ever dream that you married someone? don’t recall

Have you ever glued your hand to something? jus happened to me this weekend i glued my hand to an artificial flower on accident

Have you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole? i ain’t corny lik that

Have you ever ever gone to school partially naked? hmmmmmm ima hav to say no for that one

Have you ever been a cheerleader? yeah when i was in kindergarten. i didn’t like how they always say “Ready? Okay.” before every cheer tho and i got fed up and quit lmaooooo

Have you ever sat on a roof top? yes

Have you ever brush your teeth? yes

Have you ever ever too scared to watch scary movies alone? no

Have you ever played chicken? whats that

Have you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on? no but ive jumped into a lake with all my clothes on

Have you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger? lol yea

Have you ever broken a bone? no

Have you ever been easily amused? naw

Have you ever laughed so hard you cried? those r the besssst

Have you ever mooned/flashed someone? hahaha yes

Have you ever cheated on a test? ya

Have you ever forgotten someone’s name? yes

Have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real? for sure

Give us one thing about you that no one knows. I love writing and am looking for a penpal.

hope that gave u the insight u were looking for.... if not,my asks are open u know :)

#ask #anon #me

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reallifetomato · 5 years

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I keep forgetting to post this but....

apparently i have strange dreams, i dont think they are weird ive had them my whole life, but when i talk about them to other people there is always a reaction anyway i wrote one down (right after i woke up dont judge me on the spelling or grammar i was half asleep and let auto correct do whatever) and thats under the cut. OH and if you analyze dreams what the fuck is any of it mean?

Hospital? This was first dream p sure I died anyway hospital where park st post is

Something sinister kept going in but they wanted weird things

It was a testing/research hospital not a healing one

You go in but you don’t come out

Job interviews being held only wanted certain ppl strong body ppl but weak minded

Our friend made it through but as we were escorted out we saw something

Don’t remember what it was but it gave me a knawing feeling in my stomach

We waited for them at the entrance so we could go home together but they never came out and no answer when calling

Next day comeback would only be allowed in as a paitent

Excused self to bathroom and started searching hospital several rooms looked like small college classrooms but still something off ppl were blank some who were too far gone were doubling over the tables were being dragged to the back of room into a doorway

Searched rooms for freind found them but got caught being dragged away somewhere eventually squirmed free

I ran

I shouted trying to wake everyone up begging them to leave or help me but met with nothing but blank stares found my friend tried to drag her with me but she had turned she latched on opened her mouth and wailed to signify she found me I told her I would comeback as I tore myself from her and ran through double doors

It looked like I had run into a light but I was outside and it was pitch black no streetlights phone flashlight wasn’t working and there were things outside with me

I ran again

I tripped up the stairs running back to the park st ally where the post office was

Something grazed my ankles

I tried to stand but something hit me and my eyes went out of focus

Woke up here and went nah need more sleep

Woke up in a parking garage where the lanes and turns seemed to narrow for a group of three let alone a car I watched for accidents for a bit

I realized there was something I was supposed to be doing I need to grab my purse and jacket from the car

I walked to the elevators

Made it down to the bottom only to find I didn’t grab my stuff walked back up two flights of stairs realized I had my wallet at least and that was enough I started window shopping crazy store like someone too 90/2000 Japan niche pop culture and threw up 4 stories of it but I was cold and wanted to go back and get my jacket

I run into ppl I have dreamt about before their actions all too familiar

She wants a ring she wants love wants a life comfort something anything that her abusive parents can’t offer the man is at least 40 being extremely generous

The girl is maybe 12

He on the surface knows this is wrong but it looks like he is just acting for the ppl around him he wants this so he puts on a feeble show for those around him

He gives in if you can call it that and buys her a ring and promised to move her in and take care of her I want my jacket

I walk up to them and tell the girl long time no see and we squeal together like college sorority girls I think about buying a sweatshirt

They are all hideous

I drag her away from the man she gazes lovingly at the ring on her finger we stare out the window as the man pays it is evening now and it is cold we see ppl outside couple on dates two other girls walk up next to us

They are disgusted by the sight before them

“She shouldn’t be dating him he’s mine” they bicker and bitch about it behind the stores window where it’s safe I don’t know why dread starts building in my stomach

I recognize the bitchers next to us and say hi dragging the girl along with me

I insist we catch up and hang out go do something right now

I need a group I need numbers

We decided on going to the fun place an amusement park across town you have to pass through another parking garage we all being walking leisurely arms linked and the man yelling behind us I want to walk faster

We walk up the garage fourth floor is where I notice we are we flashed forward there and there are the same ppl from before the recruits the cultists the blank faces from the hospital they are tuning what seems to be drills

We quickly and quietly work our way up more floors staying as out of sight as possible

On the roof we are exhausted now unable to move as we did before we wade through the group bumping about I bump into the friend I wanted to go back for

We are all drained but we are almost there just need to weave through parking dividers to reach the edge of the roof and cross over the bridge into the Forrest into the fun place

I’ve done this before I know something is off this isn’t how it was before

Three ppl stand on the bridge I walk closer none the less I’m still staggering out to the corner the group I have accumulated trailed behind me giving up going some one else shoots ahead of me they over take me but not by much they don’t sense the danger in what they are doing

There is no caution to their steps no trepidation to their stance

They reach the bridge close enough I see all of their faces but a hear nothing the woman asserts her self but the other three have mangalled faces which contort and the lung she isn’t fast enough and gets pounced

Someone screams it could have been me but everything felt so distant one of the things see me and starts charging

I trip over a divider the ppl behind me take notice of the events say nothing but scramble to get closer

I continue to stumble through the maze of dividers in the lot before making it back to the group two ppl from the hospital group dispose of the creature but more begin to come

Can’t gauge how many because I am accosted by a looming thing with a rubber clown full head mask

We push him

Kick him

Shove him away

We are still tried and he keeps getting back up

A smile creeps out almost as wide as the big goofy one on the mask before it the teeth are humanoid but are too sharp

He jumps with speed but we dodge someone has a lighter and attempts to melt the rubber mask

It stinks melted rubber and decay

The clown stares up at us blankly and unmoving we though the mask hand melted enough to stop him we could no longer see the face underneath it

We back away and slowly he stands back up

We push him down and try again the rubber bubbles and our hands have burns everywhere others are fighting these things

I want to go back to the store I wanted my jacket

It’s too hot for our hands to continue biting his face with the lighters so we pull away his head squishling rotates in our direction large cartoon googly eyes appare where the human ones had been burned away the rubber melts down his face we want it to stop

Whatever he was his head was hot and in the process of liquefying we stomped on his face as hard and with as much gusto as we could muster juices flowed out you could hear them squealsh under or feet feel the bones and cartilage crack

The clown gruffs out a chuckle and continues to stare up at us we light him on fire again drag him to the roof matinence closet and hang him while his laugh grows louder and confident the fire burns and he stares at us

The fight behind us feels like it’s coming to a close

The clown convulses as his neck begins to break and the fire consumes and oxygen he wanted to breath

He still has the wide smile as the mask falls off of his face

I turn around to go back for my jacket

#it gets kinda weird #and it makes sense in like a gothic aspect #but yeah #lookitsme #dreams

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no25 · 5 years

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redoing a survey i took 4 years a go!!1! :~)

1: Could you go the rest of your life without smoking a cigarette?

ya because i have asthma so fuck dat // yes

2: Are you single/taken/heartbroken/confused?

all of the above loooooool // taken uwu

3: What if I told you that you were pretty?

i’d say thank you, you are too // same answer!!!!

4: Ever been told “it’s not you, it’s me”?

probably // not that i know of

5: Are you interested in anyone right now?

nah // yes uwu

6: What are you looking forward to in the next week?

nothing. sleeping in on monday pretty much // nothing....

7: Do you want to be single?

i dont mind // not rn bc i am happy in my relationship atm!

8: Did you go out or stay in last night?

i went out and i had jollibee // i stayed in but i wish i went out...!

9: How late did you stay up last night?

til like 1 or 2 i think doing fuckin nothing lol // i dont remember but it was late!!

10: Can you recall the last time you realized you liked someone a lot?

junior year??? and RIGHT NOW ???????? LMAO!!! // yes (: rn!

11: Last three things you had to drink?

breakfast, lunch, and dinner: mocha cappucino, sprite, and water // water, strawberry lemonade, baja blast !

12: Have you pretended to like someone?

ya man i’m fake af lol // yes

13: Have you ever told somebody you loved them and not actually meant it?

ya man i’m fake af lol // not sure, but maybe...

14: Honestly, has anyone seen you in your underwear in the past 3 months?

my mom probably // my bf tony omg the answer difference

15: Is it hard for you to get over someone?

depends but not rly bc i’m fake af lol // idk wtf i was talkin bout but in terms of platonic relationships, it rly depends on my closeness with the person! and i’ve never been thru a breakup so i cant say anything...

16: Think back five months ago, were you single?

ya what was that like august? been single since i was born tbh // no uwu

17: What were you doing at 12:30 this afternoon?

getting ready to shower // i was still in bed lol!!

18: Hold hands with anyone this week?

trisha but she was only holding on to my pinky // tony!

19: Could you go for the rest of your life without drinking alcohol?

no bc it is too late for me // same answer lol

20: What would you name your future daughter?

clara after the singer or adora after that prodigy // who the hell was i talkin about... okay just googled who adora svitak was (the prodigy i was talking about) and sis was born in 97... i too was born in 97....damn i was mute for like half my life and sis was in a TED TALK at 12 so thats cool... anyway i want to name my daughter after my mom!

21: Do you miss anyone?

not really. just one person // yes :(

22: Have you kissed three or more people in one night?

yea but they were just quick pecks on the cheek // yes

23: Did your last kiss take place in/on a bed?

no it took place while i was sitting down in a chair and it was from my pops on my forehead // i do not remember actually LOL

24: Are you good at hiding your feelings?

ya bc i’m fake af lol… just kidding my friends say i make shit hella obvious sometimes guess i’m not as good of an actress as i thought i was // hmm no but i wish i was... but i’m a PISCES i ABSORB EVERY EMOTION AND IT SHOWS

25: Have you ever cried from being so mad?

fffuuuuuuck yyyeeaaaa // yes :(

26: Who did you last see in person?

my parents? what you tryna ask here // i dont rly understand the contxt of this question, im just gona say my roommates bc theyre in the room with me

27: Are you listening to music right now?

yes chandelier by sia // no i’m listening to an asmr video!

28: What is something you currently want right now?

to finish my hw but that’s not happening anytime soon bc f society // i was sooo angsty back then omg lol but i want new makeup, clothes, and accessories!

29: What is the last thing you said out lot?

this question because i read it out loud bc of the typo // hmmm i don’t remember! i think it was... can u wash my fork

30: How is your heart lately?

heavy // empty (: damn i’ve been depressed my whOLE LIFE huh

31: Do you wear the hood on your hoodie?

yes because my head gets cold // sometimes!

32: Are you wearing socks?

yes and they’re grey / not rn

33: What do people call you?

chacha or princess sometimes but not really mostly just charlene // charlene, char! not rly chacha anymore! i miss being called chacha! but ppl who arent that close to me started calling me it so its weird! but it might b my fault for pushing the nickname... but i mean nicknames are only a given IF ur close with that person right... so idk why ppl thought itd b ok right away! like cmon ppl!

34: Will you talk to the person you like tonight?

maybe~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~but if i do i’ll feel like i’m bothering him lol / maybe ! but it’s ok if we dont

35: Are there any stressful situations in your life?

you think this a joke ofc there are wtf!!!! // yes.. same answer LOL

36: Who did you last share a bed with?

my mommy // tony

37: Did you do something bad today?

procrastinate)))))): // same answer, add two shots of ~hate myself~ in there too

38: When was the last time a member of the opposite sex hugged you?

like two days ago? is that sad / today!

39: Do you get stressed out easily?

ya but it’s my own fault i’m hella dumb but in the end i’m just like oh well ALOT which is actually not healthy at all / yes! it fries my brain and i become numb to it lol

40: Will you sing today?

i sing everyday // i hope!

41: Have you ever wanted to tell someone something but didn’t?

yes because i am so bad at talking / same answer!

42: Who do you go to when you need to talk to someone?

kaithleen and i like talking to megs but when i do tell people stuff i feel like i am giving them more stuff to worry about so i usually end up not going to them at all lol / tony or my vocaloid sisters groupchat!

43: Have you ever been taken to the emergency room in an ambulance?

no; thanks jesus / no

44: What are you listening to right now?

we could happen by aj rafael / same asmr video!

45: What is wrong with you right now?

a lot of things / i need to find new ways of unlearning the harmful coping mechanisms and negativity i’ve internalized, but i know it takes a lot of work for self improvement, so i think it’s easier to just be sad :(

46: What is on your wrists right now?

my sleeves and my veins / wtf angsty bitch lmao NOTHING is on my wrist lol chill

47: Where did you get the shirt/sweatshirt you’re wearing?

t’s a house find and it says tiburon and conference center lodge so ig uess it’s from there / it’s a free shirt from a programming company! or gaming i cant remember....

48: What do you like better: hot chocolate or hot apple cider?

hot chocolate wtf is hot apple cider i never tried it / hot chocolate!

49: Do you make wishes at 11:11?

i used to / aww same answer, maybe i should start again! but i always lose track of time...

50: Are you a good artist?

fuck yeah. sike i’m a disgrace / no :(

51: Love really is a beautiful thing huh?

ew / yes!!!!!!

52: Do you miss the way things were six months ago?

who do you think i am do you think people like counting the months backwards? anyway idk i didn;t do shit in july / yes bc i would b at home with my cat!!!!!!!

53: Ever been on a golf cart?

no / not while it was moving!

54: Do you have trust issues?

ya bc i’m fake af lol / yes :(

55: Ever stayed up all night on the phone, with who?

tony or kaithleen kinda but she always falls asleep / tony!

56: Do you own something from Hot Topic?

yea think so from my middle school days but the only thing i can rly think of is this pikachu shirt / yes!!! that pikachu shirt, a goofy movie shirt, and a spirited away shirt!

57: Do you use chap stick?

i used to / not the brand chapstick but yes! i think my lips have become too dependent on it tho bc they dry out or sunburn easily if i dont use it for a while or if its a rly sunny hot day!!

58: Have you ever slapped someone in the face?

yes probably but on accident pretty sure i’d remember it clearly if it was on purpose / not that i know of!

59: Do you have a little sister?

no but if i consider my friends as little sisters i’d have like seven or soemthing / no!

60: Have you ever been to New York?

no but i would love to go / not yet!

61: Think of the last person who said I love you, do you think they meant it?

yes and i love them too / same answer !!!!

62: Have you hugged someone within the last week?

ya and it was the opposite sex dude you asked about earlier / yes!

63: What were you doing at midnight last night?

talkin to the late night people you asked about earlier / on my laptop watching asmr videos lol!!

64: Have you ever regretted kissing someone?

no / yes 😥

65: Is there one person in your life that can always make you smile?

ya like 10 / i cant believe i counted... but yes!

66: Were your last three kisses from the same person?

no / yes, tony!

67: Have you kissed anyone in the last five days?

i actually don;t remember oops sorry mom give me up for adoption / yes, tony!

68: Would you rather sleep with someone else or alone?

i am okay with both but i have to be close to you first to face you if we sleepin on the same bed lol / im fine with either !

69: Will next Friday be a good one?

i dont think so. everyday feels the same and i am bored all the time / im gona speak it into existence, YES!!!!

#personal #survey #enough about me has changed....#nostalgia is a LIAIR

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kampasaur-blog · 6 years

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MY CITY IS BEING DESTROYED BY CHILDREN

So im picking up my son from monroe elementary after his bus ride home from camp. Bus arrives. I get out of the car and immediately i notice nearly all of the children, some with large bright red marks on both of their cheeks, sobbing so inconsolably that they could not breathe. Some were runnin away from the bus frantically lookin for their parents and some were already clutching their parents tightly and bawling, burying their lil tear soaked faces into their parents stomachs. they kept saying "please i dont ever wanna go back there, i dont wanna do this again, dont make me do this anymore, i was so scared, i didnt know what to do" let me tell you....these babies had the most traumatized faces ive personally ever seen on a kid and it just broke me. At this point i am very confused, concerned, and alarmed. my instincts kick in to try and help a little so i try to comfort some of em. im askin other parents what happened, but they understandably couldnt pay me attention as im sure their minds were probably as lost in all of this as mine. I keep aimlessly sayin wtf is going on and why is everybody crying like this. I start askin some of them if theyre hurt or if there was an accident but they couldnt even speak cuz they were too hysterical. Im trying to calm some of them down a bit like "hey its ok baby dont cry ur ok ur safe." still friggin looking around for adults who arent too absorbed in this mess to ask them wtf is happening. at the same time im searchin for my own kid in the crowd tellin ppl "hey, i cant find my son! is there another bus coming?!" A little girl said no this is the only one. So now im REALLY WORRIED. WHERE THE FUCK IS MY CHILD?! I run into a kid nate knows. him and a little girl are shouting, to what seems like essentially nobody in particular, about having the police called on them by the driver and that they coulda been tossed in juvi. (Honestly they should have been tossed in juvi! this particular kid brought a knife to camp and steals shit constantly from the kids at school especially my son) Grabbed his shoulder and said "calm yourself down and look at me! why?! what happened?! was there a fight? were u involved? Was nathan involved? Where is he??" The boy, (still shouting for some damn reason even tho he is right in front of me), says no nathan wasnt involved. He doesnt know where he is. (Turned out he knew where he was but lied cuz just minutes prior he threatened to beat him up and tried punching him, the little fucker, but staff grabbed his arm midswing) Then he tells me that almost the entire bus was gettin into fight after fight and there were kids punching, slapping, verbally abusing other kids, a lot of whom did nothing to warrant the abuse and continued being abused repeatedly for almost the ENTIRE 3 FUCKING HOUR RIDE, by much older kids whom they were afraid to defend themselves against. I was like "omg this is terrible. where in the hell is my son!" Some guy finally says "they are keepin some kids with staff up by the front of the bus" so i literally gotta force my way thru people who's kids were still hanging off of them in fear. now im crying, other parents are crying, some are screamin at the children who beat up their kids and the children who beat up their kids were screamin at them..... FINALLY.... I find nate. He had been slapped in the face by a 12 yr old girl but he was alright. they had made prior note of his behavioral disorder and quickly got him away from the situation while on the bus and sat him by camp staff. thank goodness. Im asking him, "are u ok?! did anyone hit u?!" before he can answer, suddenly i see an enraged mother almost attack an older girl who hit her kid in the head. The girl is shouting at the jefferson staff member who stepped in AND the mother. She yells out that she hit her in the head, at first, then 2 seconds later she says she didnt, and shouts "yea yea lady! bye bye! fuck off! shut up!!! i didnt hit her!! quit runnin ur damn mouth!! Shut your mouth!!". My. Jaw. Dropped. I saw her gramma or whoever she was doing absolutely nothing about this little shits behavior, actually trying to get the staff to stop speaking to her and leave her alone, and thats when i just plain SNAPPED. When i say snapped folks i mean i damn near deadass rowdy roddy pipered this child. It took every muscle i had to stop that train from derailing. I was pissed. Told her shes an awful disrespectful little shit and will go no where in life with that bullshit. She was like "thank u! Thanks bye! BYE!" Thats when i probably should have split. But i didnt. Conveniently forgot how to adult for a minute there. My bad! She was a repugnant little fart sniffing booger eater who felt a lil too validated from decking a much smaller kid in the head and just, just....fuck THAT... Then i word barfed. "good riddance to bad rubbish youre an awful AWFUL child and should be ashamed of yourself. Shame on you!" i looked at her gramma and shouted "good luck with your apparent lack of being able to deal with that mess of a child! Shes terrible! You have failed!" then basically i walked away tellin her shame on her for sucking. ****************************** A 16 yr old was shot n killed recently. A pastor was shot and killed recently. We got all ages of unsupervised kids vandalizing everything in site. Kids shootin off guns in parkin lots, stealin vehicles n crashin into buildings. breakin into cars 4 valuables or just breakin the windows cuz they feel like it. We got kids having knife fights n runnin round with gd knives, tellin other kids theyre gonna cut em or kill their siblings if they dont hand over cell phones money bikes hover boards u name it. Kids breakin into ppls homes. Kids stealing n vandalizing walmart 2-3 times a day. Kids stealin carts bringing em here and pushing each other around into ppls cars n then they run away. They beat on my son at school n bully him all the time stealin his things verbally abusing him. He got beat up by teenagers just playin with his toys in the backyard! Theres just hoards of em. Never supervised or disciplined. Not once have i seen the parents of any of the kids causing problems in my apt complex regardless of whether theyre 6 or 16. sumtimes theyre out there in the parkin lots screwin around til 2 am. They plain as day are simply not being parented and have no guidance. Sum of these piece of crap parents just dont wanna have the responsibility of raising their own kids period. Sum of em run away n their parents dont see em for days weeks months but never report em missing cuz they dont care. Theyre out there sleepin in abandoned sheds houses alleys parks n gotta steal their food. 12 yr olds smokin pot and having sex in ppls yards. Even when they mess up n end up at the police station n the police either cant even find their parents or they do n theyre told "i aint dealin with it find something to do with em urself" juvenile hall is FULL. There is no where to put them. And they just run away from annie whittenmeyer n nobody does anything. Im dead tired and fed up. I hate living here and im stuck. We dont feel safe anywhere. My kids cant have friends cuz u cant trust the kids nor their parents. Nate had a lil 9 yr old buddy next door and he would come to play n his mom would just leave n lock the door without saying shit to anyone not even him. He'd go home n come back like "nobody is over there" so i had no choice but to keep him with me even if i had shit to do or it was 10 pm n we wanted to go to bed. We have GOT to spread the word about this shit and try n get sum awareness. This is a crisis we are having in the qc. Im sick of the ever escalating crime here. I dont encourage ANYONE to move here. And i absolutely hate that i gotta raise my kids around this. Create a discussion about it. Get involved. if ur readin this n u kno ur kids causing mayhem but still u do nothin dont do right or make excuses then u better recognize UR JUST AS MUCH OF A PROBLEM. if u arent gonna give enuff of a shit about ur own offsprings lives 2 check n change urself then get u n ur kid the hell out of my city n away from me n mine!!

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