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ellohcee · 3 years

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Call Me

Okay so I want to throw this little bit out into the universe of one of my favorite instances of Jasper I've written. Context: He's a host for a dinky late night radio show and he has like... 10-15 listeners max and David is one of them, a college student who Can’t Sleep even between classes and his job, so he’s up late late listening to Jasper’s show. He calls in sometimes because Jasper is always offering advice and encouraging people to call in and chat, specifically about LGBTQ topics and David finds comfort and encouragement in their chats. They’ve been talking for a while but he still goes by the name Red.

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“Alright you night owls, this next one goes out to my long lost buddy, Red.”

David looked up at the radio in surprise, his pencil stilling on the page.

“It’s been a while since we’ve heard from ya and we miss you dude. And I’m gonna get hella gay up in here, but that’s on brand for me, I miss you.”

David’s breath caught in his throat painfully, his heart hammering.

“So I hope you catch this, give us a call, let me know how you’re doing buddy I’m dyin’ here, don’t leave me hanging. Cause I’ve got a question for you and you wont know what until you gimme a ring. Yes I’m gonna be that guy. So call. Please.”

The music picked back up, and true to Jasper’s word, Blondie’s Call Me started playing.

The pencil had slipped from his fingers without realizing as David tried to decipher all of that, especially that last, sincere please. Jasper missed his calls? Maybe he was just worried because David had dropped off so suddenly. It had just been too nerve wracking once he realized he was crushing on the radio host. But what could Jasper possibly want to ask him? Was it good or bad?

He was still nervous and the idea of calling in downright terrified him now, but… he at least owed it to Jasper to let him know he was alive. It must have looked bad, for him to be consistently calling about once a week and then suddenly stop with no warning, going on nearly two months of silence now. Jasper was always so nice and seemingly happy to talk to him, he must be worried. Gosh, now he had to call, he felt terrible.

David had to take several steadying breaths and about twenty good minutes to work up the nerve, but he managed to eventually press call, hands shaking as he listened to the phone ring.

“What’s up caller you’re live, how’s it hangin?”

“Um, hi...” he said quietly.

He heard a soft intake of air and a shuffle. “That you Red?” Jasper asked, sounding hopeful, the excited smile evident in his voice.

“Y-yes, it’s me,” David replied.

“Aw, buddy, good to hear your voice again man, I was gettin’ worried bout you.”

“I’m so sorry I- just- life, you know?” David hedged, feeling even more guilty because he couldn’t give an honest explanation.

“I feel that, it’s cool dude, it’s just good to hear from ya. I assume you heard my call out?”

David’s heart started beating faster, so, so antsy. If it weren’t for the guilt of worrying Jasper he probably wouldn’t have had the guts to call, but he could still be a wreck about it, easily. “Yes, I did. You... had a question?”

“Yeah! You don’t mind me askin’ live?”

“Um, sure, that’s fine,” David said nervously. It couldn’t be too bad if it was something Jasper could ask on air. Right?

“Sweet. So. Last we talked your rough waves from the coming out thing were settling. You found a boyfriend yet?” the radio host asked casually.

David eyebrows shot up in surprise, his face going so very red and he was so very grateful this was a phone call, not in person because that would make it ten times worse. “Um- n-no, I- I haven’t… um, no,” he stammered uselessly. Why was this the topic??

“Awesome!” Jasper said in delight, leading to an awkward pause. “Wow fuck that sounded hella mean I am so sorry, I didn’t mean it like that. Cheese and crackers, foot in mouth Jasp, good one. Anyway! I just meant because- like, stop me if this is too weird, or hang up on me, but I was wondering if I could like… take ya on a date?”

David’s heart stopped in surprise, the blush that had just started receding coming back full force. His stomach whirled in a mix of dread and excitement, trying to go one way or the other as his brain stalled for a good long moment-

“Red?”

David sucked in a breath. “Is- are you- are you serious?” he asked softly, trying to keep his voice from shaking.

“Course dude!! I wouldn’t fuck around with you like that, hell no! I’m for super serious!”

“But… we’ve- you- you don’t even know what I look like,” David stammered, trying to find reason to turn him down, but so, so desperately wanting to say yes. He felt stupid for saying it the second it left his mouth, Jasper didn’t seem at all the type to place a lot of importance on appearances.

“I don’t need to! I’m sure you’re rad as hell, but I’m not a looks guy, okay? I like your personality, and I love shootin the shit with you, and you’re super nice. That’s the kinda stuff I’m into, and if you’re hella cute, which I’m sure you are, that’s a bonus!”

David stared down at his desk for a long moment, his thoughts a mess, one hand over his mouth as he took this all in. He had to take a moment to pinch the soft skin on the inside of his arm to decide that this was really happening and he hadn’t passed out at his desk into some dream where his crush happened to reciprocate-

“Reeeddd?” Jasper teased softly after another long pause, bringing him out of his panic spiral. “No pressure my dude, you can say no.”

“Yes,” David blurted shakily.

“Yeah??” Jasper asked, his voice picking up in obvious excitement and relief, despite his apparent brace for a rejection. “For real?”

“Y-yes, I’d… I’d like to,” David said softly, his face still red.

“Aw man, awesome, shit. Okay uh- no PI on air so uh- I go off air at 3, you’re usually up pretty late, yeah? Think you’ll be around?”

“Yes, I should be.”

“Supes, call back when you hear me sign off and we’ll hash stuff out, okay? Or at least do personal numbers to talk during the day.”

“O-okay,” David stammered, his mind whirling. “I’ll do that.”

“Sweet. Okay man, you sound a little wigged out so I’ll let you get back, and I will be counting the minutes til sign off,” Jasper teased.

“Okay, um, talk to you later? Bye.”

“Ta-ta for now!” Jasper sung.

David disconnected the call, his pulse still racing as he listened to Jasper on the radio once more, turning the volume back up just in time to hear.

“Oh my god, wack, holy shit you guys he said yes- fuck he’s probably listening and I sound like a giant goober- hi Red! Okay, anymore callers before we go back to music? Holy shitballs.”

A quick, incredulous laugh escaped his mouth before David could stifle it, his chest swirling with fear and elation. Jasper- Jasper had asked him on a date- and he sounded just as rattled as David felt. That helped a little to know it wasn’t just him- Jasper had just been loads better keeping a cap on his nerves while they were talking.

“You’re up caller!”

David came back from his thoughts when he heard a familiar voice, one of Jasper’s other regular callers.

“Oooooh Jasper asked a boy on a daaatteee~” she teased in delight.

“I know oh my god dude I’m still weak from it, I didn’t wanna mess up with Red but I like… really want to meet him and take him out, especially once he stopped calling? And no offense Red if you’re still there it’s TOTALLY cool cause that woke my ass up! Holy shit I still can’t believe he said yes.”

David listened all throughout the rest of Jasper’s show, all thoughts of homework lost as he leaned his elbows on the desk, hands clasped in front of his mouth. Anticipation made his nerves spike again while sitting through Jasper’s familiar sign off, where he bid goodnight to his listeners and started the after hours playlist. David waited a minute before taking a deep, deep breath and pressing the call button.

It rang only once before the line picked up, and a hopeful voice answered. “Red?”

“H-hi Jasper,” he replied.

“Hey dude! Hey, sorry to put you on the spot like that but- y’know, I figured it would be less creepy to everyone to just be upfront and ask you, instead of being like ‘hey call me after hours hoohoo wink wink,’ ya dig?”

David stifled a giggle, smiling. “I understand. It probably would’ve made me more nervous to have to wait that long, wondering what your question was,” he admitted.

“That too! I wanted to just… put it out there, figured it’d be best. So! You’re really cool with going on a date?”

“Yes, I… I’d like that. To meet you,” he added softly, flushed.

“Rad, okay, nice. So let’s just exchange numbers for tonight? I know you might not sleep anyway but it’s friggen late and I don’t want to keep either of us up too long.”

“That sounds good, I don’t want to keep you up either,” David replied. He gave his number first when Jasper gave the go-ahead, listening to the other man hum as he typed it into his phone, and a few moments later David heard a buzz near his ear.

“I just shot you a text so you have my number and can add me.”

“Got it,” David replied, pulling the phone away briefly to see a text notification at the top of the screen, a short string of peace sign emojis that made him smile.

“Awesome sauce. Well- shit, I’m really excited but again, we can talk later. Try to get some sleep, okay dude?” he asked, sounding genuinely concerned and losing his usual casual tone. “I worry bout you.”

David smiled, touched by the thought. “I’ll try.”

“Okay, I’ll text you sometime tomorrow- today, whatever, much later. Give you a chance to snooze. Night Red, and thanks for- you know. Thanks. Night!”

“Goodnight Jasper, and thank you too,” he replied softly.

“No prob, catch ya later.”

David pulled the phone away and ended the call, his heart still hammering as he tried to comprehend everything. But he decided to pack it away for later, turning off the radio and closing the long abandoned textbook. Hopefully he could get a few hours of sleep and be a tiny bit more composed when he next spoke with Jasper.

Doubtful, but it was a nice thought.

#camp camp #cc david #cc jasper #jaspvid #ellowrites #but for real this is like #the most best i've ever been able to channel my vision of jasper?#when they meet for their date he's wearing that stupid bowling alley carpet shirt and i just #god it's so jasper #also a great example of me abusing the dash symbol #but it's my staple #also mentioning way too often about the state of david's heart but he's a sleep deprived nervous wreck SO

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azulzstupidity · 3 years

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TODAY IS A TUESDAY AND I HAD A DREAM ABOUT LAST LIFE

BUT IT WAS KINDA MIXED WITH 3RD LIFE? CAUSE THE CRASTLE WAS THERE SO

(MAKING THIS AFTER I FINISH WRITING IT: ITS KINDA LONG SO ITS UNDER THE KEEP READING!!)

ANYWAYS IT WAS ON GRIAN'S POV(HOW I KNOW THAT ILL BE TELLIN IN ONE SECOND) AND HE WAS HANGIN OUT WITH THE AHA CREW RIGHT, JUST VIBIN, ALSO HE WAS RED SO THE AHA CREW DECIDED TO LET HIM IN AGAIN SINCE HES TRUSTED OR SMT??

BUT THEN OUTTA NOWHERE THE CRASTLE GANG DECIDED TO JUST START SHOOTIN EVERYONE WITH THEIR BOWS AND CLEO, I KNOW IT WAS HER BECAUSE I SAW IT CLEARLY, JUST AIMED AT GRIAN AND SHOT HIM, MAKING HIM FALL OFF THE WALL OF THE AHA CREW BASE AND DYING AND MAKING THE DEATH SCREEN APPEAR, AND THATS HOW I KNEW THIS WAS GRIAN'S POV AND HE WAS RED, AND THAT WAS ALSO HIS LAST DEATH THEN

IT TOOK A WHILE FOR THE OTHERS TO NOTICE THAT GRIAN WAS GONE CAUSE HIS DEATH MESSAGE DIDNT POP UP IN CHAT(WHICH I THINK ITS CAUSE THERE WASNT EVEN A CHAT TO START WITH), AND THEY ONLY FOUND OUT CAUSE MUMBO FOUND HIS ITEMS

AND I SHIT YOU NOT WHEN HE CAME BACK TO THE GANG WITH THE ITEMS ALL GRIAN DID WAS LAUGH A BIT AND SAY "You're hugging me!" AND THEN I WOKE UP.

#last life smp #3rd life smp #grian #trafficblr #AZULZ RAMBLEZ #OK I THINK THOSE ARE ALL THE TAGS

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hunterdixcn · 4 years

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☞ moodboard 2/∞

the swinging door | @tupeloextras

[ [ a e s t h e t i c s ] ]

the sound of boots slapping down on the hardwood dance floor, bartenders who almost always know your drink the moment you sit down, cold beer no matter the season, a break shot on the pool table, still havin’ a good time when the music ain’t live, a little bit of texas mixed with a little bit of mississippi, neon on every wall, too much fun to stay sad for long, a ‘hey y’all’ when you walk in, conversations stopping when ‘copperhead road’ starts to play, bustin’ balls and shootin’ the shit

[ [ p l a y l i s t ] ]

[✘] "Good Time” - Alan Jackson Heel, toe, doe si doe. Scootin’ our boots, swingin’ doors, b ‘n d, kix and dunn, honkey tonk heaven, double shotgun. Good time, lord, we’re havin’ a good time.

[✘] "Beer Never Broke My Heart” - Luke Combs It takes one hand to count the things I can count on. No, there ain’t much, man, that ain’t ever let me down. Longneck ice cold beer never broke my heart like diamond rings and football teams have torn this boy apart. Like a neon dream, it just dawned on me that bars and this guitar and longneck ice cold beer never broke my heart.

[✘] "Honky Tonk Badonkadonk” - Trace Adkins Now, honey, you can’t blame her for what her mama gave her. It ain’t right to hate her for working that moneymaker. Band shuts down at two but we’re hangin’ out ‘til three. We hate to see her go but love to watch her leave with that honky tonk badonkadonk. Keepin’ perfect rhythm make you wanna swing along.

[✘] "Boot Scootin’ Boogie” - Brooks & Dunn The joint starts jumpin’ every nightw hen the sun goes down. They got whiskey, women, music and smoke. It’s where all the cowboy folk go to boot scootin’ boogie.

[✘] "Drinkin’ Bone” - Tracy Byrd It’s basic honky tonk anatomy: the drinkin’ bone’s connected to the party bone, the party bone’s connected to the stayin’ out all night long. She won’t think it’s funny and I’ll wind up all alone, and the lonely bone’s connected to the drinkin’ bone.

#mb #( mb )#( the swinging door )

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thejosh1980 · 3 years

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Hawaii 5-0...

Yesterday, I had one of those days... Like, one of the best...

It started off a little stressed, new routines always give me the jitters... We have a kitten, who needs morning attention and both Alex and Mum head off to work now, so I gotta slip my morning routine in-between them two...

Eventually, Dave and I headed down the bay for a surf... And what a surf we had...

It definitely wasn't the best conditions, but they were on the good side of good... A 7 out of 10... The water temp was... HOT. I mean, we were almost sweating while paddling! That's hot... I think the water was warmer than the air temp. The vibe was groovy.

We met up with an old friend (one of my first blues guitar mentors), we caught some fun waves and enjoyed having a fairly quiet surf, considering this spot is usually completely packed with blow ins... We had plenty of waves to ourselves.

(Blow ins = tourists or non local types).

Then, one of those magical moments happened that you wish you had your camera on you. Some dolphins were playing just a few meters from me. I couldn't figure out at first what they were up to, rolling about, splashing, making a fuss, but yeah, they were playing some kind of game together.

As they often do, they decided to ride a wave, and they headed directly towards me, as I was paddling out, I pulled myself up a little as I went over the wave, lo and behold, they went cruising directly underneath me. Crystal clear.... Magical... Surreal... Elegant... and still very quiet.

It looked like everyone nearby was watching me watching the dolphins, waiting for them to catapult themselves up out of the water and knock me out.

They behaved themselves.

I turned around to catch the next wave, a medium sized bit of fun, and as I took off, I looked down the line and could see the dolphins had pulled off their wave to join me on mine... I was all smile and joy... They rode along out in front, jumping and playing, as the swell pushed us all along.

I caught the wave in to the beach, I don't think anything could have topped that morning session.

After the surf, Dave and I grabbed a quiet coffee. None of the local ol' boys were at the cafe today, they had already had their surf, coffee, chat and gone on home to their wives. So it was just us two, shootin' the shit... Watchin' the passing parade...

Afterwards, on the way out of town, we decided to stop by the biggest surf shop in the local area, to grab me a new wetsuit... Yes, it was a hot morning in the water, but I wanted to spend some of my birthday money on what I hoped would be a discounted, new, quality wetsuit for winter... Not to mention the last time I actually owned a wetsuit, was when the year had a 1 in front of it...

I was in luck.. Only a few left on the rack, and the one that fit me had 20% off, score!! So I grabbed a few other things too... A new rashie, some wax and....

I forgot to mention, as I walked in, an old school style board had caught my eye. It had caught Dave's too. A Takayama “in the pink” from Oceanside, Ca. known for being a fantastic all rounder board, with some of the best “nose riding” qualities of any design.

This board was loud too! Like, rock n roll loud! Bright yellow with a pink nose... My goodness... It sure was out there. Sure was pretty. It sure was the right price!!

Before I left Germany, I had a made a mental list of things to purchase when we finally landed. I hadn't bought anything off of the list yet and one of the items was a new longboard. Preferably one that I could navigate the art of nose riding. That classic old school style of drop knee turns, cross foot walkin' the plank and hangin' 10.

Dave and I had a close look at the board. We liked it a lot. I hadn't owned my own board since... well, there was a 1 in front of that year too... I'd moved away from this area a long time ago, only coming back for short visits, and Dave always lent me one of his boards... Was today the day I finally get my very own long board???

Hell yeah it was!!!

I was almost shaking while makin' the decision. With Dave's encouragement I said Yes. Cause you see, I don't usually spoil myself, and rarely let others spoil me either. But I have to be honest, I love it when it happens, who wouldn't??

So on that fateful day, I got a fin, a leggie, the rashie, wax, wetsuit and the new board, and it wasn't even lunch time!!

I really should spoil myself (and allow others to spoil me) more often... I felt motivated. Invigorated. Excited. Eager. Happy. Smilin'. Alive.

I have the most amazing family and friends, who have given me some great presents the past week, cause you know, it was my birthday the other day. Gettin' old isn't always bad...

I sure feel young at heart today... I hope that feelin' hangs around a while...

We brought my new board home and it's waiting patiently for the conditions to be suitable, to take her out for a ride, to find the next magical moment...

Thanks for reading,

Josh

#surfer #dolphins #surf story #spoil yourself #surfinglife #surfing

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hollandcontent · 5 years

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Shoot Me with a Paintball Gun (Jeff Wittek)

warning: swearing?? other than that, nah

word count: i cant even say because i deadass got carried away but its a whole lot of cuteness and being starstruck

leave blurbs/request if u wanna!

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you just met david and jason at a stand up comedy thing while they were shooting for a bit and while you were literally playing sudoku at the corner table. maybe it was the way you responded to david's "sudoku is for pussies" with 'sorry to break it to you, but i literally have a pussy' that made him invite you to his house.

but anyway, you were having a good time — a great time actually with the whole group.

everyone was funny, and chill, and welcoming, and you even had to explain that you weren't some math geek. you didn't even know how to solve the damn thing. the waiter gave you the sudoku out of the blue, and you tried to figure out how it worked.

but then you got choked up mid-laughter with matt and zane when a Fucking Greek God entered the house along with todd.

jeff goddamn wittek. the newest, shadiest, most mysterious member of the squad. but his deadpan humour and smile and maybe his looks won you over.

and he's so fucking tall, too.

and david — precious david — was flickering his glance between you and jeff, who was still preoccupied with his phone, when your eyes literally shined and brightened and your mouth hung open at the sight of him.

"toddy, jeff, meet y/n!" it was carly who pulled you out of your jeff bubble.

and you swore you could feel your cheeks reddening when jeff finally looked at you. "she does sudoku."

"i certainly do not! it was an attempt, but sure," you manage to choke out with a slight shrug, a chuckle leaving your lips. say, you were pretty good at maintaining your composure. but you still hoped he didn't see the way you literally drooled when he walked in. "but hey, it's y/n and i suck at numbers."

his lips were curled up in that smile, and his cheek dimples showed the way it always does in videos when david does stupid shit, and he was literally towerin over you. "my name's jeff wittek. nice to meet ya, y/n. hope these guys didn't bother you too much."

should you have told him his photoshoot with bryant was your homescreen?

"well," you gave them all a teasing a glance, to which they all said a choruses of 'hey' at you. "they're pretty great, i guess, for welcoming someone who they're surprised with and literally came out of nowhere."

"a pretty girl like you hangin' out with the rest of us? that must be hella surprising."

did he just call me pretty? oh my god. Oh My God.

"duuude, what are you doing?" todd called out from the couch, a series of loud laughs coming out of his mouth. "stop flirting with y/n! and y/n, the name's todd! nice to meet ya!"

"i'm bein' friendly, you fuck, leave me alone!" jeff shot back, but with a sly smirk on his face. everyone else laughed, and you did, too.

oh. but you couldn't help but feel dismayed, but you hoped it didn't show. of course, he's just being friendly because that's what he really is.

you guys talked more in the same standing position, forgetting about the existence of the couch and of your other friends. you were both so engrossed in each other, instantly hitting it off with talking about how you met david and what you did for living and more about jeff's life. he even mentioned his past relationships, and how it all went with little advices.

you liked — loved — talking to him. he seemed so genuine, and interested, and he was just an easygoing guy despite his mysterious persona in the vlogs.

you were definitely catching more feelings than expected, and it was Bad.

and he liked you, too. his friends looked over from time to time, and everytime they do, the more they see how jeff's slowly building an interest for you. it was obvious in the way he'd lean his head to the side and in the way his eyes would focus on you just so he could listen to you even more.

"it's really nice to meet you though. seein' these sick fucks on a daily made me want to go back to staten island sometimes." his big smile showing on his face again. he held his hand out, and you hoped he didn't see you shaking this time. "hope you'd stick around. you seem like a cool person, and i'd like to see you and your sudoku thing some time."

jeff thinks i'm cool. i think his accent is cool. just please—

"it was really nice to meet you, too. you guys are nice and funny, and seem better than most people i know. and— i swear to god, i really don't play the sudoku."

it was then that he offered his hand, and you hoped your hand didn't shake when you finally took it. his hand was warm and surprisingly soft, and his grip on you was firm as his eyes stayed locked on yours. you swore your heart was just melting, and your hand wanted to stay in that position forever.

and he didn't pull his hand away from you. you didn't notice it, but his ears were pink by just looking at how pretty your smile was.

with his camera on hand, it was david's turn to jump between you two after watching your flirty exchange. it was only then

"y/n!" david had that suspiciously big grin on his face. "since you could potentially be a part of the group now..."

you groaned. "fuck, okay, this already? you didn't give me time to prep myself before the..the disasters!"

david's grin only widened. "it's initiation, y/n! you know this already, and i'm going to give it to you. i do this bit where i give my friends a hundred dollars, and i get to shoot them with a paintball gun."

"what's the catch?" jeff blurted out, his accent deepening every word.

"jeff shoots you, and you both get $100 dollars."

no doubt, you'd take it. $100 dollars and a paintball shot that would only hurt for like, seconds? you'd be down.

but before you could respond, jeff was already answering.

"nah, man, i'm not shootin' a girl!" jeff took a glance at you with wide eyes. "only for a hundred bucks? i need more than that."

you bursted out in a laugh, and everyone else had their own reactions, too. david can't help but chuckle and throw him the finger, but his camera went over to you.

"so, what do you say, y/n? are you down?"

"yeah, i'm so down. i don't know about him though."

and jeff stared at you incredulously. "wait, for real? seriously, i'm not gonna shoot you. i can't do that. my mom's gonna kill me."

"i—"

"i can shoot you with my number though," he slyly said, and your heart rose to your mouth when he gave you that smile again. "talk about that sudoku thing, and more about you over some nice dinner or somethin'. my mom would like that better."

the whole room erupted in cheers, and hollers, and remarks thrown in jeff's way. sure, jeff knew how to woo a lady in, but they haven't seen him in action in a while. and he sure was nervous around you, but he can't help but let the little witty reply leave his mouth.

and you were definitely swooning, and your cheeks were red, and you're biting your lip, and you can't stop the smile from spreading a little too big on your face. you wanted to burst in happiness right there, your crush on jeff blossoming into something more. he can't stop smiling at you too despite todd jumping at his back in a hyped excitement.

he wanted to hear you talk more, and he wanted to get to know you even better. he also liked to see again, the soonest.

"i'm most definitely down for that, too."

#jeff wittek #jeff wittek blurb #jeff wittek imagine #jeff wittek imagines #vlog squad

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cheesekimpup · 4 years

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Bias Tag!

I was tagged by @sadienita, big hearts!!

Rules: go to https://www.random.org/lists/ and list 15 biases, then fill out the following.

1. Parent: Yuqi (lolol, she can only do her best)

2. Sibling: Dahyun (why do i feel like she would actually be such a fun sibling, tho we would probably squabble lolol)

3. Grandparent: Jinyoung (TRUUUUUU, GRUMPY GRAMPS)

4. Haunts You: Wooseok (skinny ass tall ass shadow hangin over me)

5. Significant Other: Mingyu ( :’’’) )

6. Your Ex: Soonyoug ( :’’’( )

7. Your Best Friend: Seulgi (my sweet child!! i am pleased)

8. Proposed To You: Changkyun (?????? how do.....i respond....i don’t even knOW)

9. Your Boss: Jisung (ummm coolest boss ever?? but i bet he would like to jokingly be super bossy)

10. Random Person You Met at The Bar: YoungK (we’d either be singing on top of the bar or shootin the shit, one or the other)

11. Rival: Moonbyul (NO, I REFUSE)

12. First Kiss: Handong (ummm??? i’m not worthy, i would embarrass myself)

13. Drunk and Singing Karaoke With: Taeil (there’s something so precious about this ha ha ha, he would be killing it and I could be his hypeman or something idk)

14. Played Seven Minutes In Heaven With: Johnny (*eyes emoji* times a million)

15. Have You Your Favourite Dessert: Chanyeol (sure why not?)

Thank u sadie!!! These are always fun, yeee. I’ll tag @captainlokispeople and @nickirooks I guess??

#i don't have enough close friends on here to actually tag waaaah #tag games

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wowfuckingnerd · 6 years

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What happens in happytown: A night out part 1

Aight, aight so me and Duke were lookin for a new place to chill since Arturo's got shut down, right? We been lookin all week and it's startin to feel like we gotta leave happytown if we're gonna find a good bar to hang at. Arturo's is gone and the only place is Cocktails, and it ain't named after the drink. I mean I don't mind long as I can get messed up but damn if I'm let some dude sneak up and sniff my ass again.

"Shit Finn, we might have ta go grab some beer and drink by ourselves." Duke says. Man I hate when he's right but he's right. So me and him jump in the van and cruise over to the gas station and the first damn thing we see is some ocelot shootin up right on front of the damn door.

We give him some space cause he started dancing, and I mean getting the fuck DOWN, go inside to get some beer.

"Wanna call Wilde?"

I do and Duke knows it but he's hangin out with cops now and I can't be seen hangin with no cop. Specifically Hopps. There's still a lot of pissed off preds that want nothin more than to beat that bunny down after what she said about us on live fuckin TV. I'm pissed but I can understand that she ain't know shit about this city or the mammals that live here. Needless to say that bunny hurt a lot of mammals and happytown was not her friend.

Fuck it though Wilde's fun to drink with. Soon as I got my phone and called him we heard it: gunshots right outside the store, about ten feet from my van. My van.

So we drop our shit and Duke goes for the gun in my glovebox. I got mine but it's too damn small to kill anyone. We see two groups shootin back and forth, probably some pissed off gangbangers. Me and Duke lock the door and wait for it to stop cause we got no want to get shot, obviously.

Duke's pressed up against the seat, gun in paw, shakin' like he's ready to pop some heads. I'm used to gunfights but Duke's terrified. He can hold his own with a gun if he needs to but he's scared shitless. We both know that we can't go get tanked until this is done and over with so I finally lean out the window and let out a few warning shots.

Soon as these losers see who's shootin' at em they scatter. Pays to be the scariest mammal in happytown, you know?

"Jeeze, look at em run!"

"Shit, pays to be the scariest mammal alive."

So forget those guys, I forgot I called Nick and he heard the whole gunfight. I had Duke pick up the phone while I was driving.

"Wilde, come get trashed with us!"

I'm tryna focus on the road while he talks. Usually we're real quiet, unless some serious shit was up. Duke keeps tryna get Hopps on the phone, shit's hilarious.

"You jealous, Duke?"

He moves the phone away from his ear.

"Whaddya mean jealous?"

"I mean Wilde gets to hang with Hopps and you only see her when she arrestin' your dumb ass!"

I laugh and he's turnin' red under his fur. I can hear Wilde laugh over the phone. Then he says some shit that I never thought he would.

"Jeeze Duke, why don't you just ask her to hang out yourself?"

Oh shit.

Then I hear Hopps. Nick put Hopps on the phone. I know he was expecting Duke to panic and hang up right away and so was I but he didn't. This dude asked Hopps to come drink with us.

If I could just see Nick's face right now! Everybody was dead silent till Nick says he'll be at my place in an hour and hangs up.

"Duke, you and me gotta talk."

"I panicked!"

"You don't invite cops into happytown, especially not that cop! You want her to die?"

That shuts him up good. Duke sinks back into the seat and digs his paws into the fur on his head. I know I just hurt him.

"Look I'll tell Nick to meet us at Cocktails instead. Be cool next time."

#zootopia fanfiction #zootopia #what happens in happytown #duke weaselton #finnick

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tanishacarter · 6 years

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i took this photo of @justkazllc last night. i wrote the poem 2 years ago though getting my life in #Brooklyn | OUR STOOP

for standin,

sittin’, and

gettin to it

mackin’ , rollin’

passin’ , puffin’

hangin’/sippin’ out this brown bag

sittin’ pretty

waitin’

watchin’ people

made for mornings of clarity, coffee & tea

a new resting place of your ex lover’s shit

prison posing, frontin’

shootin’ the dozens

This stoop was made for us.

(at South Richmond, Virginia)

#brooklyn #poetry #Richmond #rva #poet #poets #writing #writers #poems #poem #journals #journal #journaling

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mommyg2013 · 3 years

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The 3-Month into School and 9-Month into Pandemic Update

The girls are going to school in person and while I am comfortable with our decision, I have had many, many OH SHIT moments in the last three months.

Do you know what it’s like to be a Covid-era parent who decided to send her kids to school in person and then receives a notification from the school infirmary?

MAJOR OH SHIT. Heart racing at apocalyptic speed kinda oh shit.

Side story but perhaps that’s why the Other Adult has bought us a nice little OXIMETER. He also gave my Dad and his Dad oximeters over the summer. I’m slightly nervous about my Christmas gift this year.

We did a recent road trip. On a regular outing he goes in and out of the house at least five times before the car can finally take off. The kids have already had three melt-downs by then. On a road trip, he goes back into the house at least eleven times. The damn trunk is stuffed to the gills and Soha is already moaning about the suitcase pressed against her head – and we haven’t even taken off yet.

On the 11th and final trip back to the car he shows up with THE OXIMETER. The crown jewel of the medicine cabinet. He then stows it away carefully in the glove compartment. You know, just in case my heart starts beating wildly en route, he can pull up on the side of the road and check my pulse.

Back to the pulse-check warranting OH SHIT moments:

Infirmary Episode 1: Bug bite on upper thigh.

Infirmary Episode 2: Paper-cut on eyeball.

PAPERCUT ON EYEBALL. Something about a wayward paperplane that went into her eye.

Infirmary Episode 3:

Apparently her ears were dirty and she had to clean them. I don’t even know where to begin:

a) Why do you have dirty ears?

b) Why are you cleaning your dirty ears in class?

c) Why are you cleaning your dirty ears by piling bits of paper in your ear?

Other Pandemic Side-Effects:

A. The kids have become really good at chores. I am so proud of them.

Exhibit I: There were shoes strewn all over the place, I asked them to put the shoes back on the rack.

Voila! They put the shoes back on the rack.

Check out the tan shoe, just hangin’ out there. Shootin’ the breeze.

Just WOW.

Exhibit II: I asked them to unload the dishwasher only to find it emptied but the clean dishes piled high on the countertop.

“You asked us to unload, you didn’t ask us to put them away”

Exhibit III: Being Gofers

Me “Go get me an ice-cream sandwhich from the freezer”

10 minutes later

“I can’t find it, where is it?”

Ummmm lemme see. Look 30 degrees north of the bag of frozen peas, underneath the chutneys from 2018.

“It’s not here”

“For real, it’s not there”

And it’s always RIGHT THERE.

Steady Eddie over here has really taken to his mask. Based on where he’s going, he may wear two masks. He is now exploring beyond the black bank-heist variety to tiny print. I saw little palms trees on a recent purchase. Steady Eddie is wishing he was on a beach somewhere but will refuse to have a discussion about hypothetical 2021 vacations.

We decorated this weekend. The tree is up, the lights are getting there. Thankful, grateful, blessed. And if all else fails, there’s the oximeter.

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melonithawne · 6 years

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@exrogue

Ahhhh…like– love day… day o’ love, lovey dovey day… Aye, ya know what else happened on Valentine’s Day like way back in 1900 or like 1902 or some shit they had these chicks go missin’ at like Hangin’ Rock, which is like this…hangin’ rock back in Oz, like it’s at Mt. Macedon or whatever. People reckon they were abducted by aliens or like a fuckin’ Yowie. Anyways they made a flick ‘bout it an’ shit, we should totally watch it. Like it’s made back in like…’75 or somethin’ like that…so it’s kinda shit, like I mean it’s a GOOD movie, but they try t’ make it spooky an’ all that but it kinda blows. Ya know, reminds me o’ like those ‘50′s horror flicks where they got like a giant spider in the city, but SUPER fake! They got a flick like that– The Blob…I think it was called. it was like this giant livin’ blob of like fuckin’ jelly or somethin’… killed a bunch o’ fucks…some bloke tried shootin’ it, but like…mate it’s a fuckin’ blob like? goes right through…. – wait what were we talkin’ ‘bout again?

“So it’s a day where people go missing?” That didn’t really go with all the love hearts and candy and ‘true love’ stuff that she’d seen around. She had the feeling that Digger was leaving stuff out.

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videovixen13 · 5 years

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"Dead & Gone"

T.I. & Justin Temberlake

(Lyrics 👇)

...

Ooh, I've been travelin' on this road to long

Just trying to find, my way back home

The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone

And ooh, I've been travelin' on this road to long

Just trying to find, my way back home

The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone

Ever had one of dem days, you wish woulda' stayed home

Run into a group of niggas, getting they hate on

You walk by, they get wrong you reply

Then shit get blown

Way outta proportion, way past discussion

Just you against them, pick one then rush 'em

Figure you'll get jumped

That next, they don't wanna stop

There now they bussin', now you gushin', ambulance

Rushin' you to the hospital, with a bad concussion

Plus ya hit four times, plus it hit ya

Spine paralyzed waist down, now ya wheel chair bound

Never mind that now, you lucky to be alive,

Just think it all started you, fussin' with three guys

Now ya pride in the way, but ya pride is the way you

Could fuck around, get shot die any day

Niggas die, every day all over

Bull shit dope money dice, game ordinary hood shit

Could this be, 'cause of hip hop music

Or did the ones, with the good sense

Not use it, usually niggas

Don't know what to do, when their back against the wall

So they just start shootin'

For red or for blue or for blo' I guess,

From Bankhead or from your projects

No more stress, now I'm straight,

Now I get it now I take time to think,

Before I make mistakes, just for my family's sake

That part of me left yesterday, the heart of me is strong today

No regrets I'm blessed to say, the old me dead and gone away.

Ooh, I've been travelin' on this road to long

Just trying to find, my way back home

The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone

And ooh, I've been travelin' on this road to long

Just trying to find, my way back home

The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone

I ain't never been scared, I live through tragedy

Situation coulda been dead, lookin' back at it

Most of that shit, didn't even have to happen

But you don't think about it, when you out there trappin'

In apartments hangin', smokin' and rappin'

Niggas start shit didn't, next thing ya know we cappin'

Get locked up, then didn't even get mad

Now think about damn, what a life I had

Most of that shit, look back just laugh

Some shit, still look back just sad

Maybe my homeboy, till be around

Had I not, hit the nigga

In the mouth that time, I won that fight, I lost that war

I can still see my nigga, walkin' out that door

Who'da thought I'd never see, Philant no more

Got enough dead homies, I don't want no more

Cost a nigga his job, cost me more

Ida took that ass-whoopin', now for sure

Now think before I risk my life

Take them chances to get my stripe

A nigga put his hands on me alright

Otherwise stand there, talk shit all night

Cause I hit you, you sue me,

I shoot you, get locked up, who me?

No more stress, now I'm straight,

Now I get it now I take

Time to think, before I make mistakes

Just for my family's sake

That part of me left yesterday

The heart of me is strong today

No regrets I'm blessed to say

The old me dead and gone away.

Ooh, I've been travelin' on this road to long

Just trying to find, my way back home

The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone

And ooh, I've been travelin' on this road to long

Just trying to find, my way back home

The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone

I turn my head to the east

I don't see nobody by my side

I turn my head to the west

Still nobody in sight

So I turn my head to the north,

Swallow that pill

That they call pride

The old me is dead and gone,

But the new me will be alright

I turn my head to the east

I don't see nobody by my side

I turn my head to the west

Still nobody in sight

So I turn my head to the north,

Swallow that pill

That they call pride

The old me is dead and gone,

But the new me will be alright

Ooh, I've been travelin' on this road to long

Just trying to find, my way back home

The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone

And ooh, I've been travelin' on this road to long

Just trying to find, my way back home

The old me, is dead and gone, dead and gone

(end)

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