#because it showed class differences through food and it stuck with me

[haeyeongs]

I love the way Crash Course in Romance explored class in its 8th episode! It’s subtle enough to go almost unnoticed for now but the fact that Chi Yeol had to chose between the piano recital and the chicken party leaves no doubt that it’s written like that on purpose. Chi Yeol is the star of the academy, he’s super popular, crazy rich, and is expected to date people from a high rank like the pianist he went on a blind date with. It’s not like he enjoys this life, it literally makes him sick, but that’s just what is expected of him. To get closer to Haeng Seon, he has to ditch this lifestyle. I feel like this is what episode 8 was about, telling it mostly through food.

Haeng Seon’s food an obvious part of this. She’s a cook but she sells ordinary side dishes. When she sees Chi Yeol in front of the store, Sua’s mom even says she "expected him to have a more sophisticated palate" because it’s not fancy enough for rich people like them. So when he suggests having a party to the family, he invites them to a western gourmet restaurant. Very far from the party they had at home to celebrate Hae Yi’s perfect grade in math in the previous episode... The family feels awkward, out of place, in this fancy and cold restaurant. When Chi Yeol asks to have every course served at the same time, it feels like home again. They speak again, eat big bites of food and food goes from one plate to another. The table was so big for the four of them before, now it feels like it got smaller and they sit closer to each other.

Fancy food like the one from that restaurant or like the snacks gifted by the pianist are great, they make you feel good. It’s new, different, it’s expensive. You want to get it from time to time. But what fills you up is basic, familial food, like Haeng Seon’s. It’s what makes you healthy, what comforts you when you need it. It’s the food you share with your loved ones or those who need it. It's the recipes you get from your mother. Chi Yeol thought he could only stomach Haeng Seon’s food but he ate without problem chicken she didn’t cook because it’s not just her cooking he needs but people to eat with. A family.

#crash course in romance #omg i didn't think it'd be so long #i had more stuff to say but it feels like it would be endless so i'll leave it at that lmao #honestly i love the way food is portrayed in fiction #and i hated blue is the warmest color but #it's probably the movie that sparked that interest #because it showed class differences through food and it stuck with me #also i feel like what im saying here sounds super obvious #but i just love the way ccir explores food #and makes it a major theme #.txt #commentary

[anikasheep]

Old habits die hard

I've read some cannons from those fantastic writers about MC coming back, but things still going differently. So.... thinking about MC and Solomon, I could see that MC is used to living with Solomon.

Even when they came back, their habits would just sometimes tell themselves: OK, MC. Now, time to find Solomon! LET'S GO!!

It happened when they finished their class, packed their things, and said goodbye to the brothers. They came to the council room and opened the heavy door.

Well, Lucifer, Diavolo, and Solomon are testing the new creation from Solomon. The new machine is for some festival nearby.

They notice MC inside the room and approach the trio.

"Oh, hello, MC."

"Hi, you guys. What is this for?"

MC is curious, and Solomon indulges his adorable apprentice while he gains praise from his apprentice.

"Oh! I nearly forget it. Solomon, I learned some new dishes through the Deviltube, will you accompany me to buy the groceries?"

Solomon wants to say something but he ends up swallowing it and chuckles.

Lucifer raises his brows and is confused.

Diavolo seems like he wants to join but he has the same confusion as Lucifer.

"MC...we are back, you know it, right?"

MC stared at Solomon for some moments, and they suddenly remembered.

"...Ow."

But their face and voice show that they're disappointed about the fact.

"But...maybe I can have a sleepover with you and the angels? We could still prepare the cuisine, right?"

MC turned to look at Lucifer, the eldest pinched the bridge of his nose and nodded.

"Well, I suppose it's harmless even for my brothers to let MC stay the night in Purgatory Hall."

Solomon smiled and took his DDD.

"Now now, let me text Simeon to let him know that he won't do his turn today."

"It's been a while to taste your food, MC. Can I buy some demonus when we drop by the market?"

"Of course, Solomon, and I want to buy some new cakes from Madem Scream."

MC and Solomon leave the council room.

Diavolo turns his sights on the eldest.

"They seem like...close?"

Lucifer palms his face and grits his teeth.

"It happened after MC and Solomon came back, me and my brothers all noticed."

He rubs his forehead.

"Though it didn't take long in this timeline, but I know that Solomon earned MC's trust and the top place when they were stuck in the past."

Diavolo smirks and Lcufer gives him a look.

"What amuse you, Diavolo?"

"You know, the last time I saw you had this reaction...it was because of Lilith."

Lucifer wides his eyes, loses his ties, and leans against the back of the chair.

The ruby filled and chased the obsidian color away.

"It's ironic, isn't it? Now a sorcerer who has endless lives fell in love with a normal human, but why do Lilith and her child always have to say goodbye to their beloved?"

"...We will protect MC at any cost, now MC has more than you brothers as their guardian, Lucifer. If HIM wants to do something, the consequence would affect the three worlds."

"...Thanks, Diavolo."

"You don't have to, it's my pleasure to keep our ray of sunshine in Devildom."

"..."

#anika dream #obey me mc #obey me solomon x mc

[moralesirl]

“Alright, let’s do this one last time.”

HAIII!!! WANTED TO RAMBLE ABT MY SPIDERSONA!!!!

“Yo, what’s good? I’m Luca Valrado! I’m Rome’s one and only Solarspider!”

Luca was bit at age 15 while wandering the corridors of Alchemax, where his father is employed at. He was looking for his father, who abandoned him and left him at age 11, wanting answers. He was forced to move in with his older sister, Amani.

Luca who didn’t know about his powers, lived a normal life for about a year. one day during classes, his school was attacked by the Prowler. Luca ran, he hid in a storage closet. He was found by one of the Prowler’s minions. He stuck his hands out, trying to defend himself, causing a string of webs to shoot out and stick to the minions face. The fear evoked in Luca intensified his powers, causing him to shoot webs easier. Luca, however, had no idea about his powers. He didn’t know how to use them. while the Prowler caused havoc, Luca was confused. This villain did not look like the Prowler. Luca had seen the Prowler multiple times on TV. This guy looked.. different. more advanced, even. Luca was panicking, he tried to call Amani, but was getting no answer. A strange red portal opened and scared Luca. Miguel O’hara came out of the portal, tackling the Prowler.

Luca looked at Miguel in amazement. “are you.. like me?” he murmured as he exited the closet. Miguel raised an eyebrow, looking at the teen. “yeah sure, kid. what’s wrong?” “..can you teach me.. how to be like you?”

QNA WITH THE SPIDER!

who’s your favorite artist?

☀️: “um.. I like Kendrick Lamar.. and.. TV Girl?”

something that gives you the ick?

☀️: “when someones rude to animals. like, dude. what did the animals do to you??”

favorite color?

☀️: “yellow and blue. blue cuz it’s MJ’s favorite color and Miggy’s suit is blue!! he wears it all the time. do you think he even wears underwear under it? i swear, he’s always rotting in that office.. sorry what were we talking about again?”

favorite show?

☀️: “umm.. i don’t really watch TV that much, probably because I’m always on tiktok! but.. I guess.. the X factor? the auditions are so funny sometimes, i don’t get why people love to embarrass themselves on TV.”

favorite thing to do in your free time?

☀️: “oh! i love writing songs for MJ!! i have one written for our anniversary! also, sketching him! honestly, i do anything that involves MJ.”

relationship status?

☀️: “taken taken taken!!!! i love my boyfriend!! i’m dating MJ!!! he’s so perfect and handsome and i love him!! anyone that’s trying to break us apart is gonna have to get through me!”

biggest fear?

☀️: “bears, Miggy when Peter keeps annoying him, Jello.”

favorite food?

☀️: “red velvet cupcakes, chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, monster energy drinks, baja blasts.”

rate Ryan Reynolds from 1-10.

☀️: “who the shock is that?”

would you start an onlyfans?

☀️: “erm.. no? i have money, i have a boyfriend. plus, i’m pretty sure people get off to pictures of my suit when it’s ripped during fights-“

THATS ALL OUR TIME FOR TODAYS PROGRAM, FOLKS! TUNE IN NEXT TIME FOR AN EXCLUSIVE INTERVIEW WITH SOLARSPIDER’S LOVE INTEREST, MANUEL ‘MJ’ JOAQUIN!

#kyoscrayons #kyos files 🕷 #spidersona #spider oc #spiderman oc #kyos babies: luca #spiderverse oc #atsv oc #spidersona oc

[arcaneobserver]

Something More?

Fandom: One Piece 

Character: Monkey D. Luffy (Can be read as either OPLA or anime/manga)

Warnings: none

A/N: 3rd person OC insert, Ao3 link at the end                                                       

Dahlia walked slowly to her living room and sat down on the couch. The couch was white with a red lamp on a small table beside it. She looked blankly at the wall in front of her and enjoyed the warm light of the setting sun hitting her face through the window.

As Dahlia sat on her couch, she couldn't help but feel like she was stuck in a rut. She thought back to the beginning of her relationship with the man she was currently ‘seeing’. She had thought it started out as a casual fling, and somewhere along the line, Luffy had started to catch feelings for her. However, it was now clear from their previous night together, he had feelings the whole time. 

Dahlia wasn't sure how to feel about this. On one hand, she enjoyed spending time with Luffy and the physical aspect of their relationship was amazing. But on the other hand, she didn’t think she was ready for anything serious, right? 

Last night, they had been on a rare outing to the bar. Just having a few drinks and casually talking about their day. When an acquaintance of his came up to chat with them. Clearly, this acquaintance and Luffy had not seen each other in a while because he asked how the couple had met. Before Dahlia could correct him and tell him they were not a couple, Luffy cut her off. He regaled the acquaintance with a sweet story of how they met the first day of college and it was love at first sight. True, they did meet on the first day of college, as they had several general courses together, however, Dahlia didn’t think of Luffy as anything more than a friend at the time. They exchanged numbers and after that meeting, he just would show up at her house and they would hang out. Then at some point, they started sleeping together. Now they were friends who slept together sometimes. Well, they slept together more often than just sometimes. Luffy would make it a point to either visit her at home every day or walk her to and from classes. He also ate at least one meal a day with her, always wanting to share his food with her. However, Dahlia didn’t think that meant they were a couple, and for him to say it was love at first sight shocked her.  

As she sat there lost in thought, her phone buzzed on the small table to her left. She picked it up and saw that it was a text from him. 

"Hey love, what are you up to tonight?" The message read. Dahlia sighed heavily. 

"Hey, I'm not sure I'm up for hanging out tonight. I've got a lot on my mind." She texted back. 

Luffy's immediate response was a simple emoji of a frowning face, followed by a message that read, "Is everything okay?"

Dahlia hesitated for a moment, unsure of whether or not she wanted to open up to him about her feelings right now. But then again, if they were going to continue their casual relationship, she needed to be honest with him. Even if it meant upsetting him and risking not seeing him anymore.

"I just feel like we want different things," she finally typed out. "I don't want to lead you on or hurt your feelings, but I’m not sure if I can see us as being anything more than friends with benefits."

Luffy was quick to respond, and his message shocked Dahlia. “Meet me on the roof of your apartment building at 10:00 PM”. 

She frowned at the message. She assumed that meant he wanted to talk about their relationship in person. Did she really want to have this serious talk with Luffy on her roof? Why couldn’t he just leave it as a text message conversation? Dahlia messaged Luffy back telling him she didn’t want to meet on the roof she wanted to talk about this now. However, he did not respond to her. After 30 minutes of waiting, Dahlia figured she’d just do what he wanted and meet him on the roof. 

                                                        …

At 10:00 p.m., Dahlia made her way to the roof of the building. While she didn’t come up here much, she remembered the way clearly. A long hallway with doors on each side led to dark stairs. There was no light when going up the stairs, residents of the building hardly ever came up to the roof so the owner didn't think it was worth it to put a light bulb in the empty light socket. 

At the top of the stairs, Dahlia could see the door was left ajar slightly. A warm orange light glowed around the gap. She paused at the door and taking a deep breath pushed the door open. The sight before her made her gasp. A large red quilted blanket was spread out on the roof floor with pink, red, and white heart-shaped pillows surrounding it. At the four corners of the blankets, white medium-length torches were lit and set up with strings of heart-shaped lights hanging between each torch. The glow from the torches and heart lights bathed the area in that orange light she saw through the cracked roof door. 

Dahlia stepped forward, and as she got closer to the blanket she saw that pink and red rose petals were scattered on and around it. In fact, a path of rose petals led from the door she stood at to the blanket. She had never seen a more beautiful, or romantic, sight like this before. 

“Do you like it?” A voice asked. Dahlia jumped and turned quickly to where the voice came from. Luffy was standing to her left, holding a bottle of champagne under his right arm and two champagne glasses in his left hand. How did she not notice him standing there before this? 

“Luffy did you do this?” she asked. 

“Well of course.” He answered her. 

“Why?” She asked. “Did you do this all for me?” 

"I love you, Dahlia. I have for a long time and I want to show you how much you mean to me." was all he said in response. He moved the bottle of champagne and tucked it under his left arm. Holding out his right hand, he gave her his best toothy smile and waited for her to take his hand. Dahlia looked at him in amazement, she could feel her face warming up and hear her frantic heartbeat in her ears. No one had ever done anything this romantic for her before, she could hardly believe it. 

Still, while this was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done for her, the idea of a serious relationship with Luffy was overwhelming. He was loud and brash and never seemed to take no for an answer. But at the same time, she couldn't deny that there was something special about him, something that drew her to him. Perhaps she should let him show her how much he loved her and give an actual relationship a try. She reached out and took his hand with hers, excited about what the future would hold for them. 

#one piece x reader #one piece #opla #monkey d. luffy #luffy #luffy x reader

[no-hcpe]

God I hate being alive it's literally so fucking boring.

No friends, every friend I've ever tried to make has left me eventually. Even when I try to go do things with acquaintances I barely even enjoy it, and I can tell I'm the "backup" friend who they only hang out with when they're bored. I had a club I used to go to sometimes and I actually enjoyed that, but that has been completely fucking ruined and I literally can't show my face there anymore because my partner got falsely accused of harassing someone and everyone already had a vendetta against them, so they just took it at face value. So now everyone knows me as "the retarded bitch who never talks and got cucked by a harasser".

Family is boring as fuck, they do the same thing every single day of their lives. I care about my mom but I don't understand how she has a will to live when she works a boring job with coworkers she doesn't like? Thinking about living her Sisyphean hell actually makes me nauseous. I hate her boyfriend too.

I have a partner but the relationship is complicated and kinda makes me feel like shit sometimes. I care about them but they completely smother me and it's just not going to work out. Like I like being with them, but not enough to commit to like... being in a whole ass relationship anymore. Hanging out with them is also pretty boring, they just want to watch TV with me and that's really about it.

I'm trying to finish my master's thesis but I can't finish it because ... you guessed it ... writing it is SO FUCKING BORING. I HATE the fucking topic that I got stuck with but it's way too late to change it and I just have to force myself to power through and finish it so I can just fucking be done with it already. I am so fucking bitter that I got stuck with this topic because my fucking advisors barely gave me any help when I tried to tell them I wanted to find a different one. Now I'm the one stupid bitch in my graduating class that STILL HASN'T FINISHED IT EVEN THOUGH IT'S BEEN SIX FUCKING MONTHS SINCE EVERYONE ELSE FINISHED

But after I finish it, then what? I have literally... NOTHING that I actually want to DO in life. My singular life goal was to graduate from college, and I did it, and it wasn't even that fun. The only things I kinda sorta like are listening to music, watching funny videos/shows, playing Pokemon, and petting my cat. I can't come up with a single life goal that I actually want to stay alive for. I genuinely can't fathom being alive in 10 years, and if I am alive, I can't imagine not having gone absolutely insane from pure boredom. I'll have to become an alcoholic or drug addict or something just to have something to do. Forget 10 years, I can't even imagine what my day to day life will look like the day after I finish the stupid thesis.

Food is boring. Drinks are boring. Going for a walk is boring. Using the Internet is boring. Reading is boring. Dressing up is boring. Going to bed is boring. Waking up is boring. Pacing around the house is boring. Driving is boring. Work is boring. Everything ... is just ... so ... fucking ... boring ... and pointless.

#vent #depression #anhedonia #r slur #chronic depression #treatment resistant depression #AKA 'you're too smart to fool yourself into thinking life actually has a purpose' #sometimes i wish i was stupid. give me whatever algernon was smoking #life would be so much easier if i was just stupid and easily entertained #clarification btw i only ever use the word retarded in reference to myself. ur allowed to use slurs on yourself

[infamousbrad]

Middlebrow

I don't think Threads is going to be for me, just like its ancestor Instagram wasn't, just like TikTok isn't. Let me tell you a story.

-----

I've never finished Chomsky's book, Manufacturing Consent, but I did see the documentary and the part he actually knew something about, linguistics, is the thing that stuck with me. Chomsky was analyzing the English language dialects in which news stories were written, and concluded that not just the news, but virtually all English-language media were published in one of three dialects: Ivy League, college English, and grade school English. And when the subject had anything to do with history, science, or policy the subject was first brought up in Ivy-League language publications, then a few months' later trickled down into ordinary-college-dialect English. And that, to a first approximation, nothing even vaguely related to history, science, or policy was ever written or published in grade-school English, or if it was it was never marketed.

This is the heart of his conspiratorial conclusion that pop culture is there to prevent working-class people from engaging with those topics, to distract them. That if the Ivy League graduates could run the country without any interference, they would, but that they encourage media publishing that discusses ideas (once the elite media has ruled out the ones that would be detrimental to existing shareholders and or to political dynasties) in order to obtain their buy-in, so they go along with what rival gangs of Ivy Leaguers are doing. I don't know about that.

But when I heard about this, what leaped out at me was that I have a relentless taste for what Hollywood calls that 2nd category, or used to call it: middlebrow. It used to be the thing that American books, TV shows, and movies famously did better than any other country in the world: entertainment that was as exciting and emotionally vivid as stuff for the working classes, but that engaged on some level with history, philosophy, science, culture, or yes, even policy.

-----

I saw an article last night that interviewed a couple of people from the Threads app team about how they were going to handle news curation, and their answer was unambiguous: they won't. Not for anti-censorship reasons, but for (although they didn't have the guts to say it this bluntly) for pro-censorship reasons: news and politics are not welcome on Threads.

One of them later came back and clarified that they weren't going to overtly censor news or politics, but they're not going to seek out people who post about such subjects and they didn't rule out down-ranking them in the algorithmic feed. They are explicitly seeking to be a social media space that engages with things that are popular, like TikTok or Instagram, by which they (explicitly say that they) mean is pop-culture entertainment and popular consumer brands: music, movies, fashion, food. Everything else "fosters unnecessary unpleasantness."

-----

Look.

I discovered science fiction roughly 51 years ago, at around the age of 12, and tore through the entire collection in my school library, then the local public library, then started a string of not-entirely honest side hustles to buy the latest paperbacks, because I am only interested, it turns out, in three questions?

How did things get the way they are? (And as I sometimes jokingly add, "And why are we in a handbasket?")

What directions are things going in, so I don't get taken by surprise by them? And finally ...

If someone of modest talent and even a modicum of moral courage wanted to do something to influence question #2, what would they do about it, and how would that go for them?

Look, I get why the marketers who are paying for this whole blighted social media landscape want customers who are easy to market to, who come almost entirely pre-marketed to, people with parasocial relationships that can be exploited to sell them shit they don't even need, most of which isn't even different from the perfectly-good stuff they already have. But even if I didn't have an intense aversion to being marketed to?

If a social media platform is going out of its way to keep me from finding something interesting to think about, it's totally butt-useless to me.

#social media #threads app

[mkpenvs3000w23]

The Last Blog

I want to begin this post by saying thank you to everyone for taking the time to read and respond to these posts! I loved reading about everyone’s personal experiences on concepts this class has presented us with. I probably would not discuss these topics without this class.

We started off the blogs by discussing our relationships with nature. I found my childhood has a lot to do with the way I interpret nature and my family and friends play a large role in these experiences. The idea of” invisible backpacks” and how we all carry our knowledge and experiences with us when interpreting any situation, was a crucial part of the blogs in the starting weeks. In unit 2 we had the opportunity to discuss the role of environmental interpreters and how the roles may vary depending on where you are in the world. We then discussed our own ideal roles as interpreters, and I specifically chose to look at plastics and wastes. The following week the role of “privilege” was discussed, later in this post I will discuss why I think it is crucial to acknowledge how privileged we really are. Then we looked at different interpretation of nature such as art and music, followed by the role of history. The reason for this really brief wrap up is because all of these posts lead into this weeks prompt. Putting all these ideas together, we are able to answer the question of how we would describe our person ethic as a nature interpreter.  

In terms of my personal ethic as a nature interpreter I think the biggest belief I bring is that everyone is free to and should interpret nature in their own way. In other words, there is no right or wrong way to interpret nature. I also believe it is important that we do not take the opportunities we have for granted. We are living in a time where everyone is constantly on the go, and I think practicing gratitude is often overlooked. Getting caught up in day-to-day life, especially those who work in a closed office 9-5, get stuck in their routine and having been there before, I found myself really missing my afternoon hikes and adventures I went on during the pandemic. I began to appreciate the smaller things like sunsets while coming back from work or the beautiful clear sky on my way to work. Here is one of the beautiful pictures I got to take right outside my workplace!

A lot of my beliefs stem from my childhood and how I was brought up. My parents always emphasized the importance of gratitude, whether that be the food on your table, the trips you are able to take or the heat in your house. It is important to note that privilege is also interpreted in different ways by every individual, so what I see as a privilege may not be seen as one for someone else.

The idea of “invisible backpacks” comes back to me when thinking about the beliefs I bring as a nature interpreter. The “baggage” we all carry with us allows our interpretations to different (Beck et al., 2018). I mentioned in one of my first blogs that this can be something as simple as looking in the sky and seeing a cloud shaped as a bunny, whereas someone else might see the same cloud as a cat.

As I was looking through some articles, I found a lot of them come back to teachers and school settings. Teachers’ beliefs about the nature of knowledge and learning have an impact on curriculum selection, teaching tactics and assessment procedures. Teachers’ beliefs influence their learning objectives and plans (Li, 2018). The research in this study is relatable to a nature interpretation perspective as it allows you as an interpreter to use your thoughts and experiences to guide your peers, friends and family. Something as simple as going on a walk on a summer night where you look up at the stars can be influences by an interest in an astronomy. Findings in this case study, specifically of students and teachers’ perspectives on the education of translators and interpreters, show factors not related to schooling may have an effect on how effectively teachers instruct their students (Li, 2018). When I think back to my days in grade school, I realize my favourite teachers were those who I was able to relate to and had similar interests and traits as me. I vividly remember my gym teacher being my favourite because he shared an interest in the same sports as me.

In terms of responsibilities, I believe sharing and showcasing the beauty of nature is something I am responsible for. As I mentioned in an older blog, I love taking pictures, so sharing these with family and friends on social media or in person is something I feel responsible for. Having a section of my personal social media to display my passion for photography is a way for me to express myself, which I am so grateful for. Stories, dances, and songs serve a range of functions in various cultures from amusement to instruction, as was discussed in the course notes (Hooykaas, 2020). We are able to see a wide variety of talent presentation in different ways because we live in such a multicultural society (Hooykaas, 2020). Personally, photography, listening to different genres of music, and being a dancer having done hip-hop and bhangra (Folk dance that originated in Punjab) are some of the few opportunities I have had to explore different cultures and practices. I am sure I am not the only one, so I’d love to hear from you guys!

Here's another picture I had the opportunity to capture at the Arboretum here in Guelph!

I have loved writing these blogs and reading everyone’s in return! Being able to connect with everyone has been a great opportunity. Have a great rest of the semester!

References

Beck, L., Cable, T. T., & Knudson, D. M. (2018). Interpreting cultural and natural heritage: For a better world. Sagamore Venture.

Hooykaas, A. (2020). ENVS 3000 Unit 10: Nature Interpretation's Role in Environmental Sustainability [Courselink Content] https://courselink.uoguelph.ca/d2l/le/content/791355/viewContent/3306935/View

Li, X. (2018). Teaching beliefs and learning beliefs in translator and interpreter education: An exploratory case study. The Interpreter and Translator Trainer, 12(2), 132-151.

[azurestarsiii]

TWST HCs | Pt. I | Pt. II

Here’s one of the drafts! More incoming in the queue @egocentricspice

Azul & Vil

Nothing can beat the bond Azul, Jade, and Floyd have. They’ve known each other since kids and have stuck by each other through everything that’s happened. I won’t go too deep into the dynamic of the Octavinelle trio but I do think they show some form of friendliness outside of that trio. Like Jade and Trey or Floyd with Riddle. Jamil and Azul is on that can definitely be seen from Azul’s side but I equally think Azul and Vil have some potential for interactions

Azul doesn’t have a lot of confidence in his appearance and to some extent, his own achievements. His childhood experiences meant that even after he’s achieved so much, put in all the hard work to prove everyone wrong, that he doesn’t hold himself in a high regard because other people’s opinions of him effected him that deeply. If I could, I’d give him a hug.

Vil’s experience has been more or less the exact opposite. He’s the son of an actor and grew up as one, he’s used to hearing the praise but equally has heard the critics. He puts in hard work for his image and is careful to maintain it, similar to Azul in a way.

Vil and Azul’s interactions in Azul’s CR card in a positive note for them, at least. And they clearly have respect for the other and share similar traits.

Vil noticing Azul’s skin being better than the average person, then actively asks for his help for making a special toner. Azul acknowledges Vil’s achievements in the Pomefiore chapter, including the amount of followers he has as an influencer.

Azul singing and being a part of the VDC team would’ve been good content for me but that’s mostly my bias. But imagine Azul singing in class and Vil overhearing from the hallways.

Going back to the influencer point, in the anthology, there’s the mini comic of the octotrio and their Monstro Lounge Magicam account and Azul once more, mentions Vil. And Cater’s the one that inspires them with an idea to improve their account.

Just imagine Cater revisiting the lounge after it gets more popular for a Magicam worthy pic of one of their specials and makes a posts on it.

Vil’s scrolling through his account and sees Cater’s post, tagging the octatrio through the Monstro Magicam account. He doesn’t really make trips to eat at their cafe, even if he’s made a deal but that wouldn’t stop him from being curious enough to check the account.

And there’s just candid photos on the page. One photo is of Floyd in a good mood, taken while he’s on his shift and the caption hints Jade took the photo. A selfie with a grinning Floyd holding the camera, Azul presumably dragged into the frame, mysteriously embarrassed over something; it’s a rare moment of seeing him genuine and the photo doesn’t give away too much. A shot of tweels + Riddle at a table and Riddle looks a little exasperated but not surprised. However Trey’s in the comment section surprised and the ADeuce duo has a whole conversation voicing whether or not they should save their dorm leader (Spoiler alert: they don’t). And just more moments like these, with other staff members and the occasional food promotion pics in the mix.

There’s not much on their Magicam account but after a few more pics, there’s a clear difference in quality. The first few pics reminded him of ones taken from their menus and while good quality, bland for a Magicam post. Vil wonders about the change.

Azul and Vil partnering in an alchemy assignment in a rare moment their classes joined. Jamil’s relieved, he gets a break from both Kalim and Azul that day. And unlike him, he notices Vil doesn’t seem to mind whatever conversation is between them which is a surprise to him. He figured Vil would make some sort of beauty comment against Azul or Azul’s talk about deals would drive the other away but neither happen. That’s how their interactions with most people are like after all.

If they ever got close, I’d like to see Vil support Azul. Maybe not in an obvious way like how he helped Epel’s family business but still in his own way of showing he cares. Azul had a lot of bullies growing up and Vil showing respect to Azul and the occasional compliment would mean a lot.

Vil doesn’t come from the same area as Azul so if he were to see his octopus form for the first time, it would be different from how his classmates would see him. Cephalopods are rare in the ocean and while Azul’s classmates dislike him, I’d like to believe Vil would show a more positive reaction. I just want Azul to have someone to compliment him.

#tbh I think this one’s controversial #azul ashengrotto #vil schoenheit #twisted wonderland #twst

[sociallyanxiousaf]

the world is shit

it's horrible and and horrible and horrible thing after another and what the fuck can i do about it? that's right, nothing

i can go "oh don't buy from this company" oh okay, i won't . and then it's another company. and another. and another and another and another and another and my god i'm just so tired! this creator is bad, you can't enjoy their shit anymore. oh and this one to. and this one. oh she's horrible. he is too. they're kind of not the best person to exist, you shouldn't support them. but the thing is, even if i do stop supporting them, there's also a lot more people who aren't going to bother so why not just not bother along with them

capitalism or the government is never going to be dismantled or rebuilt, why bother trying to do suggest other options or trying anything about it (what is my measly voice even worth? that's right nothing. it makes no difference whatever side i'm on; especially with my dumb social anxiety making me actually just do jack shit and simply indulge in my shitty youtube which oh look is google google is bad you shouldn't use google they track your voice, history info and shit)

and i'm not even in the workforce yet, not even in post secondary, and i'm so worried about work taking my life away? and it might, but it also probably won't because i'm privileged in being white and raised middle class where my parents have raised post secondary funds for me. but what the fuck do i even want to do? i know what i want to do, that's a lie, but it won't be good enough to support me and i don't know??? if i can even do post secondary??? there's this college that sounds perfect with no written assignments and all formal and hands on and stuff what what can i even do with the fucking degree or whatever it'll provide? but i don't know if i can do i uni because i'm already shit at passing assignments in fucking highschool and i don't think i can handle it but if i end up not doing that i'll end up stuck at multiple minimum wage jobs (and even then a dumb uni degree doesn't guarantee jack shit) or, to quote my mom, "at taxes" like she does. which she complains about every day so i don't want to fucking end up there because she says it's worse than highschool and highschool already feels like shit so!!!

"don't throw away your life away like i did! i used to want to be a marine biologist but then i slacked in uni and now i'm stuck with taxes :((" - mom

"i know you want to go to that college but i would like you to go to uni because you know there's not much you can do with a certificate or whatever from that college"

"you should try this, it's ---, it's course is only so and so long, and it pays pretty good"

"what about this, this could be good-"

"i really think you should go to uni,,, you won't exactly find like-minded people at that college, and i found all my current friends through uni" (in reference to me having zero friends)(my only social life is with my family, my psychologist and this "friend" that i only really ask for notes from because we have nothing in common and i'm like a backup if their main friend isn't in school. we don't do anything outside of school)

and just atop stop stop atop sTOP STOP STOP!

just... stop.

but it can't because unfortunately spacetime doesn't fucking work like that

and the world is full of bigots and capitalistic assholes

and the only thing that really makes me happy anymore is music (spotify is horrible they barely pay their artists you shouldn't have spotify), cartoons (your favourite show has a bigoted christian scammer creator, you shouldn't indulge in that show. and your other favourite show is a disney show. disney are assholes, you shouldn't be supporting disney!) and my cat (there's nothing negative about my kitty cat. i love my kitty cat sm. actually i do have a negative side to my kitty cat. i get their food at petsmart. it's bland catfood pellet shit. ugh)

anyway my eyes hurt from crying, i'm tired, i don't care that it's only 8:00pm; night.

#social says shit #you see i would talk about this to my psychologist #but we mainly work on motivation (it's going nowhere) and whenever she asks how my week was; i don't fucking remember?? #and shrug #because forget all this when i go in there apparently

[poettheythem]

Dates with an aromantic

@aro-sides-week supper Excited to be apart of this. This is an idea I’ve had in min for a while

aro sides: Roman and Logan

Summary: Virgil is trying to set up his two friends but they have something different in mind

Before the chapter starts I should mention that Virgil does not know Roman and Logan are aro. They aren’t necessarily in the closet but they don’t care enough to come out. Also Roman jokes that he’s gay a lot because he is aesthetically attracted to men and also says his sexuality is asexual and doesn’t go into more detail . Also Roman uses they/them pronouns and has a prosthetic leg(I love the Roman doesn't have legs joke too much and it’s now apart of my fics ok)

tw: food, one joke about sex(sex is never said though)

”I’m just saying he is one of the hottest men alive, Roman shouted to Virgil from the couch. Virgil walked over bring the bowl of popcorn with him He sat down next to Patton giving him a small peck on the cheek

“well if you want to date him so much be my guest” Roman laughed before shoving a handful of popcorn into their mouth

”as if. My standards are beyond his capabilities” they said through the popcorn

”chew it don’t spew it” Roman stuck their tongue out at Virgil which was pretty gross with half chewed food on it

”Come on kiddos, stop fighting,” Patton finally said, interrupting his two roommates. “we are ending this food war and starting our Disney Marathon or I will turn this car around” Virgil pouted at his boyfriend “fine but its official I’m getting this heaven a boyfriend if it kills me”

Roman leaned back against the couch “good luck Nightmare at the museum.”

”ouch not your best princey” Roman shrugged as Patton started Lion King

***** Virgil flipped down on his bed “All I’m saying Logan is one date.” he heard Logan sigh through the other end of the phone

”And what I’m saying is that I need to study. Medical school isn’t easy, you know. I’m far too busy for ‘one date’ as you put it”

”Come on, they're cool people. Worst comes to worst you meet my roommate“

”you understand you could just invite me over to your apartment, correct?”

“No. cause then Patton will make me clean my room”

”Virgil clean your room”

”You aren’t my dad. But that’s not the point. One date, this Saturday.”

“N-“

”They’ll pay for dinner”

”IM IN”

Virgil laughed and hung up the phone. Now all he needed to do was convince Roman to go. It should be easy considering they’re the biggest romantic of all time.

Actually in hindsight he should have asked Roman first. But hindsight is 20 20 and we all know 20 20 sucked.

Virgil knocked on Romans door and walked. Roman was sitting on their bed surrounded by papers and textbooks, their prosthetic leg sitting on the ground next to them to make more room for the papers.

”So. Roman you free this Saturday?” Roman looked up from their textbook

”What do you mean by free? Like movie night free or waiting in line for the newest marvel movie tickets you want to see but don’t want to wait in line for free?”

”IT WAS ONE TIME”

”IT WAS THREE HOURS AND I HAD AN AUDITION THE NEXT DAY”

”Fine. I have a date set up for you.“

Roman shrugged “meh”

”MEH! Come on, it's one date with one of my friends. He and Pat share a couple of classes. you’ll like him”

Roman let out a sigh “I guess. What time and where?”

”YES I'M GOING TO GET YOU LAID FINALLY”

”VIRGIL NO”

”Virgil yes”

”My beautiful asexual ass would like to know the time and location of this date you are setting me up for.“ Roman said shoving Virgil to the floor

”Oh shush your ass isn’t that good.“

”I’d beg to differ”

*****

Roman smoothed their red button down and checked to see if their pronoun necklace was facing the right way before pushing open the door to the restaurant. They walked up to the receptionist who luckily didn’t look to be too busy. “Hello I’m here for a reservation under Roman”

”Oh, the other member of your party just arrived a few minutes ago. I’ll show you to your table”

Roman followed her down the rows of tables ‘God they’re already here. Good first impression to show up late’

They arrived at the table and Roman saw a man in a navy blue button down and tie already seated. Roman thanked the receptionist before sitting down.

”Hello there my marvelous friend. My name is Roman they/them and might I ask who I am in the presents of?”

“Well that was unnecessarily dramatic. But my name is Logan he/him please.“

”Well hello there Logan. Have you had a chance to look over the menu yet or have you been anxiously waiting upon my arrival“

Logan let out a small snort “I just sat down before you arrived. Though there isn't much to the menu. It is an Olive Garden after all”

”breadsticks”

”Really? That’s your only response?”

“What they have good breadsticks”

*****

Once they ordered their food(and ate breadsticks) Roman settled down for a moment. They looked Logan in the eye and took a deep breath

”Hey so I know you really came on this with the intention for a date, and Virgil probably said I’d be all gung ho for it-“

”When have you ever heard Virgil say ’gung ho’ before“

”That’s besides the point. What I need to tell you is that. I’m aromantic. And asexual. So this date can’t really go much further in the direction you probably want and I’m sorry for not saying any-“

Logan slammed his hands down on the table making everyone around him jump “THANK GOD! I thought I was going to have to come out to YOU saying that I was asexual aromantic. And you are quite dramatic I was not exactly looking forward to it”

Roman looked taken aback before they started laughing. Logan looked very confused and said “What’s so funny”

”Nothing, it's just. It’s just Virgil setting up two ace/aros on a DATE!”

Logan started laughing too now “To be fair I never told him” he said between giggles

“NETHER DID I!!!” The two broke into even more laughter. Roman whipped their eyes and sat up

“Well we might as well make the best of it. I mean, what's a new friend?”

”What’s a new friend?” Logan tilted his head to the side

”What… I mean like What’s bad about a new friend. Did you seriously not know what I meant?”

”Yes I am very serious. Necktie”

Roman gave a small laugh “Yup I think we’ll be friends just fine”

******

Roman and Logan finished their dinners and Roman paid so at least Virgil was right about one thing. Roman also suggested they go for a nice walk in the park afterwards because while he is aromantic he is a romantic.(Bu-dum-Ching) Roman grabbed Logans hand and started swinging it dramatically back and forth

”What are you doing Roman”

”I’m flinging us into the sun. I’m just going to swing you back and forth before we rocket into outer space“

”As much as I’d love to go to space I think I might want a space suit with me”

”Finnnneeee. I won’t propel you to Alpha Centauri today” Roman whined still swinging theirs and Logan's arms

“Quite specific“

”Hey, you're not allowed to be the only nerd here. I like space too!”

”If you insist”

the two walked around the park and Roman did eventually let Logan have control of his arm again before Logan noticed Roman limping slightly

“Roman, are you alright? You seem to be limping”

”Huh. Oh yah my legs are just bothering me a little bit. I knew I shouldn’t have worn heels” Logan looked down at Romans high heeled red boots

”I do suppose they look a bit impractical for a walk. To be completely honest with you I was considering wearing my best skirt today though I do not love sitting at dinners in it. It’s quite annoying having to watch how you sit all the time”

”I know. Especially cause I can never sit straight” Roman winked at Logan who rolled his eyes at them.

”How about we go back to your apartment so you can take off your heels. I’ve been meaning to have Virgil show it to me anyways“

”That sounds like an incredible idea. Though I think Patton and Virgil are out on a date right now so we might not see them”

”That’s alright. Roman no you just let go!” Roman grabbed hold of Logan’s arm and started swinging it back and forth again dragging Logan to their apartment laughing.

******

Turns out Patton and Virgil had come back from their date by the time Roman and Logan made it to the apartment.

”Hey there did you two hit it off” Virgil asked smugly leaning against the door to the kitchen.

“Why yes. I have already courted the Price of Logic as mine and we shall together rule the 9 realms” Roman said as they dramatically walked to the couch

”I did not agree to this” Logan said being dragged with them as Roman had STILL not let go of his hand.

“But you did agree to come to the apartment. Where's Patton?” Roman asked turning to see Virgil

”The kitchen. He was about to make some popcorn for a movie night if you guys want some.“

”Why gladly”

”Ok princess a little over the top there”

”I too would like to participate in a movie night“ Logan chimed in.

“Yay. This shall be one of the greatest movie nights of all time.“

”Whatever you say Roman,” Virgil said, not looking up from his phone. Just then Patton walked in from the kitchen holding a large bowl of popcorn

”Logan Roman, your back! How’d it goooooo”

”How about we explain the date after the movie. Now give me the popcorn!!!” Roman laughed half diving for the popcorn in Patton's hands. Patton laughed, handing Roman the bowl. “Do you guys also want some water?”

”I would appreciate some water if you don’t mind showing me where the kitchen is” Logan said standing up

”Roman did you not show Logan around!” Patton chastised

“Hey we just got in! And also in my defense I worse heels today I don’t want to walk around anymore”

”Its fine. I’ll give you a tour while Roman takes off his heels and Virgil takes off his binder!” Patton said walking Logan to the kitchen. Virgil looked up from his phone with a pout

”But I have like an hour left!” Virgil tried to protest but Patton had already. Patton showed Logan to the kitchen and started grabbing two glasses filling them with water “Here’s the kitchen. And then that door right there leads to the bathroom if you need it. And ummmm I guess down the hall are all of our rooms which have our names on the door. I don’t really know how I expected this to take long. We live in a college apartment”

Just then Logan heard shouting from the living room.

“VIRGIL GO TAKE IT OFF!”

”FIGHT ME”

Patton sighed “every time” Logan walked into the living room with his glass of water only to stumble back letting out an oddly robotic scream.

Romand was standing on one leg holding what to Logan looked like a large metal pole over their heads while Virgil jumped over the couch to get away from them. Roman turned around and looked at Logan

”Patton give you the tour?” Logan weekly nodded “Great now. VIRGIL GO TAKE IT OFF”

”NEVER”

”VIRGIL! Come on, you need to take it off.” Patton sighed.

”Fine” Virgil jumped down from the couch before walking to his room

Roman looked over at Logan still frozen in shock in the doorway “You ok Logan” Roman lowered their leg from above their head

”What the fuck” Logan whispered

Roman looked confused for a second before looking down at the leg still in their hands “ohhhh. I don’t think I mentioned the prosthetic”

”I was more confused by the chasing Virgil around with it”

”It happens a lot. You get used to it” Patton said pushing past Logan and handing Roman a glass of water “Just be glad you haven’t walked in on them crawling on the floor in the middle of the night”

”what…” Logan trailed off

”IT WAS ONE TIME AND NOW I TURN THE LIGHTS ON” Roman shouted sitting on the edge of the couch. Virgil finally walked back in the room and the four settled down to watch a movie.

******

Logan got up to the door after the movie finished “Thank you again for having me. I had a fun time tonight“

Virgil smiled from the couch, “You two going to go on another date any time soon?”

”No” Roman and Logan said in unison

”What but you said you had a great time together! Logan came to the apartment!” Virgil shouted standing up

”Oh yeah we forgot again. We’re both aro '' Roman said with a shrug. Logan smiled and opened the door

”Good night. I hope to see you soon” before walking out

Virgil stood in silence for a few seconds before shouting “YOU DIDN'T TELL ME”

End

#Arosides2022 #Aro sides 2022 #Aromantic #aro #ace #asexual #gay #lgbt+ #Nonbinary #roman sanders #roman #sander sides #patton sanders #patton #virgil sanders #virgil #logan sanders #logan

[fagexe]

I've been really behind on my tags....so i'm doing them all in one post;P (this way I'm not spam tagging the same people in seven different posts)

tagged by @slvrroses and @pastlives2022 ily last song: Doomed (for each other) by Salem last show: I don't really watch a lot of shows, but the last thing I saw a full episode of was Taskmaster, and the last thing I was watching in order would have been Legend of Korra currently watching: Logic Pro tutorials on yt. I'm taking a class right now that theoretically should be teaching me how to use the program, but the teacher moves really really fast and doesn't do demos with people, they just kind of show it to us once and expect us to understand everything. I'm so lost, just frantically trying to finish my final:/ currently reading: I'm not currently reading anything :/// being in school really takes it out of me. But! the last thing I read was Parable of the Sower, I definitely recommend it but I will say it deals with some heavy topics and was really hard to get through at certain points current obsession: The same thing it's been for a long time….the music those jersey kids make (all of them), but also Ragnar Kjartansson and video synthesizers;)

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tagged by @pastlives2022 to shuffle my "on repeat" playlist and give the first 10 songs! thanks for the tag:))

paralyzer - Finger Eleven (this is here exclusively because @meat-wentz made a post about it like 2 weeks ago that reminded me it existed and I haven't been able to stop listening to it since)

Sitting on the Dock of the Bay - Otis Redding

Maya the psychic - Gerard Way

Brother - Gerard Way

Thank You for the Venom - My Chemical Romance

Brain Stew - Green Day

Millions - Gerard Way

Red Room - Hiatus kaiyote

Cool as a Ghule - The Voidz

Desole - Gorillaz

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time to share my receiptify for the last month, thanks for the tag @slvrroses <3

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Tagged by @tasteofyourblood :333333 Relationship status: in it Favorite color: #004225 Song stuck in my head: Out Of Touch - Hall & Oates Favorite food: pierogi! I love them so much Last thing I googled: a hex code color picker to give you the hex code<3 but before that i'm looking for a new apartment so zillow Dream trip: anywhere with good hiking I'm dying in Chicago (I know it exists here by don't have a car) I am planning on going to the driftless with my roommates soon tho so that’ll be really nice:)) Something I want right now: an ice cream sandwich also to not have to look for an apartment during finals

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tagged by @pastlives2022 to post my lockscreen, most recent saved photo, and most recent listened song!!

I recently changed my lock screen from frank to this bird wearing Bread on its head. but the picture of Frank is absolutely hilarious to me so I wanted to share

the most recent photo I saved is this handsome little lad<3

I am currently listening to lucretia my reflection by sisters of mercy

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I was tagged by @pastlives2022<3 and @tasteofyourblood<3 to post 10 songs I've been listening to lately! (these are just in the order I thought of them, and if a song is earlier in the post it's not included here)

House of Wolves - My Chemical Romance (my babygirl will always make the list)

Flu Game - Fall Out Boy

This Charming Man - Death Cab for Cutie

The Heretic - The Sound Of Animals Fighting

Trying To Live My Life Without You - Otis Clay

So in Love - Curtis Mayfield

Footsteps in the Dark - The Isley Brothers

Gallery Of Thrills - The Number Twelve Looks Like You

Afterlife - Avenged Sevenfold

Living Dead Girl - Rob Zombie

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tagged by @happylittlemasksalesman<3333333 thanks :3

I really don't watch that much tv so this is just a list of shows I can think of and also like (i'm not including shows I already mentioned). SooooOoo eight shows to get to know me

Maniac

Russian Doll

Cowboy Bebop

Parasyte

ofmd

Pose

Derry girls

Kim's Convenience

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ily all very much thanks for the tags<3

I'm tagging @tasteofyourblood @pastlives2022 @happylittlemasksalesman @slvrroses @ratmanwalking @meat-wentz @bratmobiles @mourningrays, @salt-and-bramble and anyone else who wants to do one of these (consider yourself tagged)

do whichever one you want or idk combine them <3go off<3

#long post #ask game #you must felix your heart

[twenty-eight-stabwounds]

SwampCon

SwampCon was the second convention I've ever been to (I went to one when I was like 9 with my sister and her boyfriend lol). This is the first I had heard of there being this type of convention at UF too, which was pretty cool! I had a great time, both volunteering and just browsing whatever panels, art, and trinkets people had set up for booths in different areas.

I had signed up to volunteer in the afternoon from 2-3pm and was a little too wishful when trying to find a parking spot. I got stuck looking for a spot in the Reitz parking garage for about 15 minutes. Anyway, I found a spot by Rawlings and only arrived a couple minutes past 2 to my shift for registration. I had my shift with Tyler, Manoucheca, and Cynthia, but since I came a little late, I decided to help Manoucheca get through people quicker with me manning the computer and her doing the talking. I'd like to think it made us more efficient, but we were a little all over the place. It was still fun to do! I saw a lot of different people at registration in cool cosplays of different anime or games. Once our shift was done (we had to stay an extra half an hour or so because of how hectic it was), we all headed to the volunteer break room and grabbed some water and snacks to enjoy as we browsed the panels and booths of SwampCon!

There were so many cool booths that people had set up for different media and anime-related items. We went to the Artist Alley which was so cool. Seeing a bunch of people's unique and interesting art of some of my favorite anime and other media was so fun. I had to make sure I was only browsing and not being tempted to buy any, because unfortunately, I am a broke college student so. Some of the art was really tempting because it all looked so cool or aesthetic. Moving on, we went to some of the vendor areas with anime figurines and trinkets. Some of the merchandise was really cool and again really tempting me to buy them. I maintained my composure, though. Before leaving the vendors, we took a picture together!

After taking another food break, Manoucheca, Tyler, and I headed to the Kpop dancing room and watched a bunch of people get together to dance along with snippets of Kpop music. It was a fun experience and definitely highlights some of the aspects of Otaku culture that we covered in class. We ended up enjoying some more of the con, just browsing more cool art and stuff before leaving around the evening. I really wish I could have seen the Maid Cafe and the Drag Shows that were being put on at the con, but I unfortunately was too busy during the times that they were showing. Those events also highlight the essence of creating a safe space for people to come together to share their love for different media and entertainment.

SwampCon as a whole was such a fun and interesting experience and I'm so glad I got the opportunity to not only help volunteer, but also just enjoy the Con as a whole. The entire event created a lively space for people who enjoyed different kinds of media to come together and share their appreciation for said media. It definitely changed my view on what an "Otaku" really is, and somewhat lifts the negative connotation that I originally had about it. I had a great time, and I most likely will come back for the next year!

[draws-danny]

Dash whispered over his shoulder, “You think we should bother Fenton?” “Sounds about right.”, Kwan quietly replied. The bell rang as he hoisted his bag over his shoulder while simultaneously hitting Tucker in the face with it. “Should’ve picked a different seat Foley!”

“The nerve of that guy.” Sam scoffed. Danny’s eyes glowed green with anger. The gang got up with their bags, and started their way out the door when Lancer stopped them. “Going somewhere?” Danny stuttered , trying to get words out, but to no prevail. Lancer wasn’t trying to hear it. “You can clack the erasers together Foley. And I have plans for you two. Come with me. “ Leading Sam and Danny out to the hall, Mr. Lancer had them cleaning the grime and gook off the lockers just outside his door.

Danny crouched by the bucket of water that had already been set down on the floor. “I’ll get us out of this I promise.” A few moments later, around the corner came no other than the school jocks. “This isn’t where I had planned to beat you up, but it’ll do.”, came out the side of Dash’s mouth.

No sooner then he’d said that, the lights started flickering, and the lockers opened and shut by themselves. A few of the lights shattered and went out completely. Then, utter silence and the lights all dimmed as a whole. When they returned, no one was in the hallway but Kwan and Dash.

Freaked out , Kwan ran for the doors and tried to pry them open. Dash, right behind him had to push the doors open because he had tried pulling them. Together, they scrambled out onto the concrete, yelling all the way.

Tucker burst into laughter from behind the classroom wall. The gang followed. Danny flew them home, off into the night.

When he got home that evening, Dash remembered he could’ve swore he saw Fentons eyes glow green before the lights turned back on.

The following morning, he didn’t dare look in Danny’s general direction. Ignoring him in ever class was the best thing he decided. Kwon kept extra close to Dash, to the point they kept tripping over one another. A roar of laughter followed them through the halls.

Mr. Lancer asked them what was wrong, they thought Danny would get them for being a narc, so they kept quiet about what had happened. Trembling at the thought of what might happen if he told anyone, they never told a soul.

From that day forth, they vowed to never bully Danny or Tucker again. He stuck to picking with Mikey. All though, a few unexplained things happened soon after. Eventually, he let his anger out through other ways. Surely, doing things that made him happy we’re far better than making others lives miserable.

Kwon invited him on a lunch date to get his mind off of things at the nasty burger. He happily obliged, and showed up minutes later. Upon opening the door, they discovered it was Fentons favorite hangout as well.

Quickly going to the other side of the restaurant , they ordered and sat at a table to wait for their food. Kwon was incoherently talking , as Dash slid Fenton a sideways glance. His eyes green once more. Dash hid under the table, hoping, no praying he hadn’t noticed him staring. “I think, I’m gunna be sick bud, I’m gunna go home.”, slurred out of dash as he got up.

“Hey Dash, you okay?” Dash’s eyes opened slowly to a pile of colors blurring together to form Danny. “ I think you blacked out.”

Dash blacked out once more.

[dribs-and-drabbles]

What Zabb Man ep 5:

Right, I'll start with the bad and end with the good... Oh my god, Amy is so annoying. I know she's meant to be but that's why I'm so frustrated with her character and the storyline. She has too much screen time for just a plot point, and a terribly over-used one at that - an antagonist to get in between the main characters' relationship - and I don't care about her. And it's even more annoying that the show is doing what I said last week that I thought they would - with Taywich being a love interest for her. Honestly, man, find someone better. Why do you like her? But at least he said what we've all been shouting to these kinds of characters for years, and maybe this trope will finally be phased out of future series? 🤞🏽

Thankfully, it looks like they're putting this aspect of the story to bed because it was Too Much.

I do like that this series seems to be calling out some of these tired tropes...but I'm looking forward to a time when we don't have them anymore.

The cooking contest... I really wasn't that interested in this and all the food and dishes - I mean, it didn't really move the story along, it felt like a filler, maybe one of these 'Thai tourism, let's tell everyone about Thai food so they come visit' inserts - and I think they spent too long on it (although I do want to try a papaya salad now!). And the result was quite predictable. I actually spent most of the time trying to remember why I recognised Bas...

Mayom and Teng...I go hot and cold with these two because I like their dynamic when they're being flirty...and I did appreciate that Mayom seemed to back off when he learnt about Tan but then he became too insistent. Teng told him a handful of times he wasn't ready, he didn't want to start anything, that Mayom should give up but Mayom just doesn't seem like he's taking 'no' for an answer and that...is a red flag for me. And of course, Tan comes in and plays the immature little sh*t so we're going to sympathise with Mayom...but Teng needs time. And I think this storyline could really show this respectfully and have Teng and Mayom end up together without feeling like Teng is being pressured from both sides.

But anyway, thanks to Until We Meet Again, I loved that I knew what Look Choup was and recognised it at the end in the spilled bag that Mayom dropped. It seems the way to Teng's heart really is through food.

Wow, this is getting long...

So on to Punn and Tian...and I love these two. I feel like the show is getting their dynamic right, thankfully. Tian is making himself clear to Punn and although Punn is cautious he's very openly showing that he likes Tian as well and very openly says why he's holding back - his self-esteem about their class difference. And that's so refreshing. And honestly if the rest of the series was just Tian trying to show Punn he's worthy or Punn flirting with Tian, building up his trust and self-esteem, until he's ready to commit well, I'd be down for that.

I loved their flirty moment in the office...and especially that they didn't jump back in horror or embarrassment when Pirada barged in. I'm glad they're being shown as comfortable with intimacy and being seen by others. Oh and I loved the parallel between Tian/Taywich physical play-fighting over Punn compared to Teng uncomfortably being stuck in the middle of Tan verbally 'marking his territory' for Mayom - yet another way the show is calling out another tired trope.

But as it is, it looks like we're in for an angsty next episode. A shift of pace, perhaps a new antagonistic force...and I'm excited to see where this series goes.

#what zabb man #what zabb man ep 5 #it seems I had a lot to say about this ep #and some stuff I've probably missed #or expressed poorly #but it is what it is #I like this show...I had it as number four on my current watch list rated by enjoyment...but I think it's moved up #I hope it stays good or gets better #but it can't beat kinnporsche at the moment 😂 #that post is coming up in a bit...

[blue-eyed-bloodstains]

Tell me about the first five photos you have on your phone or camera. in my phone gallery, the first two are selfies. one is a close up, one’s a mirror shot. the third is of our cat and our guinea pig who passed back in September that we had since 2018 both lying next to one another on my fiance’s lap. the fourth is of just our cat on his lap. the fifth is of the same guinea pig wrapped up in a ‘hidey hole’ in the blanket on the couch. 

Have you got any half or step siblings? a stepsister by marriage, and she’s the sister I never had!

Have you ever known someone online and then met them in person? If so, which website did you meet on? I’ve met several people online, two of which I consider sisters who I met in late 2007 and early 2008 respectively. I met the first one from 07 who’s name is Allie, my nickname for her is Bee, and she’s British and lives in the UK. December 2012 she got to go with her class in uni on a school trip to NY and I made damn sure I got there from NJ to finally meet her face to face. best three days of my life, despite hellish circumstances during and revolving around the trip...definitely worth it. I can’t wait to see her again hopefully in the near future since it’s been over a decade since (OMFG THAT LONG?!...)

oh and we met through roleplaying sites for the show Instant Star which was made by the producers and creators of Degrassi.

When was the last time you were sick and what illness did you have? I’m ALWAYS fuckin sick cause of my Cyclic Vomiting Syndrome...

Do you know anyone with a serious anger management problem? ha try my entire family on mom’s side, Mom being the WORST.

What color is your wallet? it’s black, gold zipper and it’s an Eevee wallet so it’s got a big pic of Eevee on it with symbols spread out in the background

Have you seen all the Lord of the Rings movies? many many times over!

Do you have an unhealthy obsession with colored furry throw pillows that are different shapes and sizes? no

Have you ever had to call the cops on someone else before? I don’t believe I ever did personally, but god knows all my life the cops have been called on us cause of the constant domestic violence with my mom and dad, and then later on because of my mom and me....

Don’t you hate it when people suddenly love a celebrity when they die? I mean I don’t take it personally but with anyone, not just celebrity but especially any human being especially those closest to you, it’s fucked up when they make such a scene after the fact rather than while they were still alive. it seems shallow as fuck and fucked up.

What was the last cocktail you drank? Jack and Coke and dear fucking god do I neeeeeeeeeed some right now!

Are you good at keeping running counts and tallies in your head? to an extent but my mind constantly runs so much and adding in my anxiety and short term memory issues...not very well or long

Are there any foods you hate the smell of but like the taste, or vice versa? hmm not sure really

Do you have a dishwasher? no and it sucks not having one 

Do you make to-do lists? no

What pet names do you use for your friends/loved ones? I call everyone hun, guy or girl. obviously babe, baby for my fiance. and my two close girlfriends who I consider sisters, I call one Suga and the other Bee. we also call each other nob too. inside jokes over the years that stuck lol

What pet names do you like to be called? babe, baby, girl (in affectionate way)

Have you ever developed your own film? no

What breed was the last dog you saw? I saw a few out with their owners yesterday on the drive to and from the cancer institute...umm I can’t really remember what kinds, but I could swear one looked like a border collie :P

What’s your favorite thing to do at the end of the day? relax as much as possible, distract with tv, scrolling through my phone, cuddle with the cat

Do you have a hard time letting things go? yeah 

When did you last feel fear? last week cause I slipped and it was obvious from how I was talking on the phone with mom, so needless to say I was terrified she’d text my fiance about it..

What last made you smile? phone call a little while ago with results from an ultrasound I had yesterday on my neck for an upcoming surgery, which were negative for any spreads

Have you ever walked through a sunflower field? yeah when I was very little, Mimi loved sunflowers and I have pictures of us standing in front of one...I don’t remember it though sadly

Are you a fan of Taylor Swift? What’s your favorite song from her? yeah, I’ve got several faves

What’s something great that has happened to you recently? finding out that my fiance saved up/set aside $3,000 so I can finally pay off all my fines from my DUI last year and revoke my probation so it’s finally over...such a fucking unbearable weight and stress for over a year now, is finally almost done and I’ll be free of it hanging over us...

Would you ever paint your bedroom bright blue? not bright but my bedroom at my dad and stepmom’s house I had painted a slate blue shade so it’s kinda on the semi darker side..kinda grayish blue similar to Tumblr homepage but lighter

What’s your favorite way to eat rice? with a fork, and with soy and duck sauce. I can’t use chopsticks to save my life lol

What’s something that has really impacted your life? so many things that I really can’t get into right now...

What did you last have as a snack? David brand pumpkin seeds with the shell (the same brand that makes the best sunflower seeds)

Do you like lima beans? they’re okay

How many bottles do you see from where you’re sitting? a few, wish they were alcohol

Do you ever do these surveys with your SO? no

Do you have a waste basket in your car? currently don’t have a car, but usually do a trash bag hooked around the stick shift, fiance does the same thing but he rarely uses it XD he just tosses stuff in the back or on the passenger side floor where I sit when I’m in it with him

What’s the last wild animal you have seen? birds around our house, and yesterday on the way to the cancer institute we saw a wild turkey along the side of the road :D we get those from time to time around here given all the land and farms

Something you were surprised to learn about your parent’s childhood? just how much partying and drugs they really did compared to the lighter version of honesty I got from them all my life...explained sooooooo much of my very young years (baby-7 years old)

Have you ever told a friend you thought their parent was hot? not to their face...XD

Have you ever destroyed another person’s belongings out of anger? no I grew up with shit being busted and thrown and used as a weapon even, I could never do that ever...

Which painkiller do you use? usually Ibuprofen/Excedrin. I have a prescription for Fioricet which is as needed for severe migraines, which I’ve had all my life genetically from my grandfather on mom’s side but the last several years I’ve weirdly been okay so yeah just over the counter mostly

Would you like to be part of a wedding party? I’ve been a guest to a few, but yeah to actually be like say a bridesmaid would be cool...although I’m waiting on my own wedding right now

Have you ever thrown anything up to hang on the power/phone lines? no

Something you taught yourself how to do? tie my hair in a ponytail and never looked back, write songs, some “feminine” needs...

What is the last song you listened to in a car? we weren’t playing any music yesterday, so I guess the radio station my last Uber had on which was on March 28th

Do you currently feel calm? yeah I’m okay right now

If applicable, what’s your favorite sports team? GB Packers, NY Giants, NY Jets

When did you last sign your signature? about an hour or so ago for a specialty med that was dropped off at my door. I had to sign the receipt to send back to them for no copay, that I received it, and to sign up for text message notifications regarding getting refills and shipping

What cover do you think is better than the original song? definitely Sound of Silence that Disturbed does. David Dreyman’s voice is so fucking perfect for that song, and I love the spin on it that they did. so haunting and beautiful and emotional.

Who is the last person that gave you butterflies? my fiance every day

Are you planning on kissing anyone tomorrow evening? yeah my fiance

Have you ever told a guy you were a lesbian to get him to leave you alone? no 

If you have a favorite television show, who’s your favorite character? impossible considering there’s so many shoes, let alone characters 

#survey #bored #random #about me

[your-regina]

About the youth I lost to sadness

Yesterday I went to a local festival, 4 blocks away from my house. It had many little stands with tons of junk food, such as french fries, ice cream, sausages, churros and various local candy. "It tastes like childhood", that's what I thought.

Upon further reflection, I realized that I was reminiscing a moment that never truly happened. How so? Well, maybe it's a longing so deep and old that it transformed into a memory. The truth is that I don't have real memories from my childhood like that, since I never played in the park like other kids, never made friends close to my home nor was I allowed to go to other kid's house. Sleepovers remained a mistery, a tale told by TV shows and kids who didn't want to befriend me either. I became so accustomed to isolation that it became a fundamental part of who I was; forever a loner, by conviction and not by imposition.

When other kids were playing after school I gloomily walked home, excited to know what I would have for dinner, completely absorbed by my own daydreaming, which was rich and elaborate to a worrying point. Adults often pointed out how I was always lost in my own mind, how I didn't listen and I just impatiently asked them what time it was because I only ever wanted to be home. I didn't know it was weird for a little kid to act like that, and I really didn't ever consider myself weird at all, even though I suspiciously got into trouble too often despite being very quiet.

This chronic loneliness led to me not being able to celebrate birthdays and other special occasions like other people did, so I didn't have any memories of that kind going forward. By the time I reached highschool I was awfully aware of this issue, and I really wanted to change into a more well adapted person, but I constantly struggled to communicate and couldn't help but distrust everyone around me. The sirens kept screeching in my head, telling me to move and do something, but I felt absolutely stuck with no hopes of ever escaping.

The days of that short stretch of youth were so indistinguishable from each other that they seemed to merge together, with no stand outs to tell them apart.

Despite my many attempts at socialization and the hassle I go through every day in order to integrate a bit better into society, I find that I often become just as outcasted as I was when I made no effort at all. I think that might just be one of the reasons why I stopped trying back then in the first place. I've told you that I am a bad person, in the sense that many times I am not exactly genuine and honest, and also that I tend to belittle other people's problems unconsciously, though I try not to voice it at the very least. In any case, despite my many flaws I'm very aware of people's reactions and expression, so much so that I often check to ensure I'm not making anyone uncomfortable. I wait for people I know after class to keep them company and I do my best to include everyone in conversations, I'm always that one person who says "I'm listening" when you think no one is paying attention to you, even though I really do struggle with attention myself. I think I know what it feels like to be ignored, so I go out of my way to make sure no one has to feel like that, at least not when I'm involved. It's because of these little things that I often wonder why people can't ever do the same for me. Is there anything so inherently different in me that makes people completely forget my existence or not even notice that I'm next to them? I get the terrible suspicion that people would rather be with anyone else but me and that no one is capable of going through the same amount of trouble I'd go through for them. I have something to say, I really do, but I doubt anyone wants to listen or even pretend to do so.

I remember a video from a YouTuber who despite claiming to dislike social interaction, admitted that the truly memorable bits of her life had happened when she was surrounded by other people. When I heard that, I tried to recall any important moments of my teenage years, or even my childhood, and I noticed that I was the same, and every single warm memory always involved the presence of someone else, regardless of if they were still dear to me or not. I thought that maybe it has something to do with our human nature and the innate need be surrounded by other people.

In another occasion, I was reading a comic in which one of the antagonists ended up in jail, and they showed his stay in very gruesome detail. They showed things such as the daily harassment he suffered from the other inmates and of course, the punishment they got for misbehaving. One of those really caught my attention, both from the empathy I naturally feel even for bad people and for how graphic those panels were, but most of all because it involved the topic of true isolation, intentionally weaponized against humans, a real form of torture. At the beginning, just like the character, I thought that being subjected to solitary confinement for sure had to be better than being constantly hurt and threatened by criminals, but I was wrong. As it turns out, solitary confinement is possibly the worst way of punishment one can get while in jail, since it leaves criminals completely alone with their thoughts, constantly being victimized by their own thoughts and regrets and eventually led to insanity that causes them to misbehave and go back to solitary confinement many more times, thus creating a torturous cycle.

The concept of loneliness is one that I've always found interesting, and paired with the deprivation of freedom, made this story last a long time in my mind. Thinking back of it, even though I clearly wasn't legally deprived or neither my freedom nor my social interaction, I can see that I unintentionally subjected myself to a similar kind of punishment, since from a very young age I denied myself any sort of interaction with other kids. I never made any new friends and never had any love interests as a teenager, which left me with a lot of time to think and regret. All alone with myself, someone who only ever wanted to discuss life's (lack of) value, someone so judgemental and ruthless. I thought that loneliness, even if it's self imposed, can really expose someone to a lot of unnecessary grief that one wouldn't normally go through, much less at that age.

I remember writing to you about how worried I was of missing out on my youth. It's hard no to feel pressure when the media constantly feeds you such an idealized version of what youth is supposed to look like. And it's not just TV shows or other equally unattainable standards of joyful day to day life, but even the example set by my peers was enough evidence to show that I was living a youth so distanced from what was natural. I wasn't unaware of it, and in countless occasions I wrote to you about how much I wish I could partake in the same activities as the other kids around me, how much I wished I could smile happily and make all of those precious memories to lift me up whenever life got too rough in the future.

Today, I am living in that rough future, and the ground I stand on is just as hard and unyielding. I find that there's no warm memory to comfort me through the most painful nights, and I can only find shelter in the most outlandish daydreams, which further disconnects me from reality and thickens the walls that keep me captive.

I resent the people who have offered me their hand, because they're all so quick to notice the weight I carry is heavier than they expected.

I fester in hatred at the realization of just how little my existence weighs in some people's hearts. Some of whom I treasure so much and treat them as a fundamental part of my life.

It's not like I need to do that to survive, since the real anomaly for me is interacting with other people. I can absolutely live alone, buy and cook my own food, tell myself my own jokes, listen to my own advice. All of this as a result of living inside myself for so many years. The prospect of loneliness doesn't scare me, it is what I know the best after all.

We're alone right now, so I can be honest, right? I regret the way I acted during these few crucial years of my life, and I feel like I really did become a tall child, one who still longs for a ride in an amusement park, who orders sweets drinks at bars and never misses a chance to go on a swing. At this particular festival I found myself surrounded by kids and teenagers gathered in little groups. I don't think most people would think much of it, but I definitely wished I could have done it too, I found myself wishing I had walked these 4 blocks 6 years ago.

- Yours, Regina.

#Regina's heart