#hope nobody minds that I'm doing a bunch of these today

[nicedracula]

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[kairiscorner]

inspired by @thecoolerdor's story (yk which one i mean pookie :>>)

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

oh, sorry, you were asking something? — professor!spider noir x professor!reader

your husband was a brilliant professor, though he wasn't the most fun one out of the bunch, his students found him so endearing that they couldn't not show up to his classes just to see and greet him. he was always trying his best, always modest and humble, never sought to be perfect but just right—he was perfect already to you, and because of that, you didn't hesitate to marry him years ago. now, several years into your marriage together, you both are now currently working at a local university as professors, with students who adore you both, though for your husband... they adore him maybe a little too much.

there were always those students in some classes that would get a little too close to their teachers or professors, but they wouldn't last very long. you've had your own fair share of that kind of experience, and so has your husband; though a few girls in his class this year had made you just a bit concerned than the previous times this has happened, and it was mainly because of how open they were about finding peter attractive and sweet. they had asked him to smile in class, and not being able to say 'no' to his students, he innocently smiled at them, with them snapping a few photos and squealing at how rosy red his lips looked, how his doe eyes and pearly white teeth shone through his smile, and the way his dimples popped up when he grinned—oh, he seemed heavensent to those girls.

they complimented him so eagerly and so often, as the days passed, the girls had kept up their overly-friendly act towards peter until today, the very day when they asked him before they left the teachers' lounge: "are you married, professor parker?" that question made you freeze up, it stung you a little bit because you had hoped nobody would pry into the private life of both you and peter, but these girls had shattered that illusion you kept up and brought you back to reality.

you turned your head over to your husband, who looked at these girls with the same surprised expression as you and, as you fret over whether or not to break it to these girls so they'd leave him alone and give you peace of mind, you heard peter's gentle voice call over to you. you hesitantly made you way towards him, debating to yourself whether or not you should tell these girls straight-up that you and peter were spouses, married to each other, but you kept reminding yourself that they asked peter, not you. you hoped from the bottom of your heart that peter would tell these girls, finally say 'no' to his students' desires for once and to get them off his back—when suddenly...

peter wrapped his arm around your waist, pulled you close, and leaned his face towards you with his lips puckered up. before you could ask him what he was about to do, he had clasped his lips with yours, in front of those girls, and kissed you tenderly. his kiss felt like he hadn't kissed you in a thousand years, though he had just kissed you that morning. he pulled away from you, your face all flustered and embarrassed as peter chuckled and blushed seeing you all cute for him when he surprised you with a kiss. he held up his left hand and proudly showed off his ring, grinning from ear-to-ear with a red and pink blush on his face as he declared with confidence: "yes, girls, i'm taken by your lovely professor here." he said as he kissed your cheek, with you growing ever more flustered at his loving demeanor.

the girls had finally been put to a stop from their flirting with peter, and peter had finally gotten them off his back. though that wouldn't guarantee those girls would immediately lose feelings for him, one thing remained constant—he was your husband, and he was only going to love, like he always has loved and still loves wholeheartedly, you, his dearest spouse.

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @sabcandoit @binibinileonara @k4tsu3 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @arachnoia @thee-fantastic-mrfox @ophanimgold @fictarian @yuridopted0

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[mr2swap]

Where will my stepfather keep the babysitter's number?

-oh fuck this is great!... shit!- I can say shit now that I'm an adult and nobody can punish me now!, damn if I had found out before that all the stories and fantasies about the magical relic of my best friend Kevin were I would have asked him to swap my body with my stepfather Joe years ago.

Being an adult is amazing, I can stay up late and smoke my stepdad's cigarettes! Joe's job as an architect is great, while he does all the heavy lifting cooped up in his studio drawing plans all day and all I have to do is smile and put on his nice expensive suit and tell a bunch of sweaty men that They should work faster.

They don't even imagine that I'm really 8 years old and that his real boss is in boring history and geography classes at the elementary school a couple of kilometers from his workplace.

-Young man, you've been in the bathroom for 30 minutes. What are you doing in there? he opens the door right now! -That was my father's shrill voice which is now in my weak little childish body, he is really mad at me for exchanging our bodies but what will he do? punish me? he's lost all authority now that he's only three feet tall and has a voice as squeaky as a mouse's.

- NOTHING DAD! I'M JUST SHAVING, HAVE YOU FINISHED YOUR HOMEWORK? MR. LINCOLN SAID THAT HE NEEDED THOSE PLANS FOR TOMORROW I ALSO TOLD YOU THAT IF MY ENGLISH HOMEWORK IS NOT READY IN 15 MINUTES I WILL PUNISH YOU WITHOUT INTERNET DURING THE WEEKEND-

My stepdad's quick little steps away from the door could be heard as he examined the massive muscles of my new body, now that I have dad's body I love working out in the garage, it's like a little bit of his personality is now in my mind, maybe my father also feels the same way that would explain why he is a total coward and does everything I tell him when he increased the volume of my voice and marked my authority as the adult in charge.

Maybe he should call my friend James and also switch bodies with his father and his father to go out together as adults, I don't know why but Whiskey sounds delicious now that I'm a real adult. Where will my stepfather keep the babysitter's number?

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#bodyswap #body swap #body switch #male body swap #male transformation

[dontbotherwiththepronunciation]

Theon survey songs + links:

@feed-me-a-penny and @team-mom-wannabe In case you still want to see the songs that have been submitted until now.

I found an acoustic version of the song Worms by Lolly Jane Blue on a Theon fan mix once and then lyrics really latched onto my Throne synapses! Very ADWD chapters, I think

The Lighthouse by Halsey; What the Water Gave Me by Florence; Piledriver Waltz by Arctic Monkeys; Ship to Wreck by Florence; Stone by Jaymes Young; Let Me Drown by Orville Peck; Atlantis by Seafret; Wade in the Water by Eva Cassidy; I Don't Want to Talk About Me by Stereo Jane; Sail Away Sweet Sister by Queen; and honestly every song on Everything Ends by Materia.

SOOO many. Ooohhh boy, I hope you like long answers, because you are going to hate me if you don't (you probably already do, I cannot shut up if I'm under the guise of anonymity lol). In terms of poetry, I will forever love this quote by Jenny Holzer: "In a dream you saw a way to survive and you were full of joy". It's so Theon, and I actually have it tattooed on me lol. Social Skills training is also a great poem for Theon ([PRIVATE INFORMATION]... hits so hard for so many reasons when paralleling w Theon), here are some raw verses: "Gloria Steinem says women lose power as they age and yet the loudest voice in my head is my mother. Studies show that the mother we have in mind isn't the mother that exists. Mine says: what the fuck are you crying for? / Studies show the baby monkey will pick the fake monkey with fake fur over the furless wire monkey with milk, without contest. Studies show to negate something is to think it anyway. I'm not sad. I'm not sad. / History is a kind of study. History says we forgave the executioner. Before we mopped the blood, we asked: Lord Judge, have I executed well? Studies suggest yes. What the fuck are you crying for, officer? The wire mother teaches me to say, while studies suggest, Solmaz, have you thanked your executioner today?" Just literally everything about that poem hits me right in the Theon feels. Like, are you kidding me? Then The House That Dripped Blood by Mountain Goats is great for imagining Theon circa his Prince in Winterfell era. The lyrics are all about a house haunted by the pain trapped in there, which seems perfect for Winterfell imo. Any Florence + The Machine, but Heavy In Your Arms for painful throbb feels. Would by Alice in Chains has the right mood and great lyricism for Theon/Reek angst too! Then Everyone's Victim by Lisa Germano just has the right mood I feel for thramsay stuff, same vein as Would by Alice in Chains.

pearl diver by mitski, he doesn’t know why by the fleet foxes, cocaine and abel by amigo the devil

So many, a bunch of guns n roses songs, and dead hearts by stars

Dio Ed Io by Charles Wright, there are more but I'm all burnt out typing AHHH!!!

Cry for Judas the mountain goats "long black night/morning frost/I'm still here/ but all is lost" There is a light that never goes out The smiths. Robb and Theon vibes "to die by your side/ is such a heavenly way to die"

“archers never made good kings, fly headfirst into everything” -archers, the ballroom thieves

Almost Human (Aurelio Voltaire) for the Lucifer association

Putting the dog to sleep by the antlers!

call them brothers - regina spektor (that’s it, it’s split, it won’t recover just frame the halves and call them brothers find your fathers and your mothers if you remember who they are over and over they call us their friends can’t we find something else to pretend? like nobody won and we’re safe at the end) that’s okay - the hush sound (you were a child who was made of glass you carried a black heart passed down from your dad if somebody loved you they’d tell you by now we all turn away when you’re down you want to go back to where you felt safe to hear your brother’s laughter, see your mother’s face your childhood home is just powder-white bones and you’ll never find your way back) house of wolves - my chemical romance (well, i think i’m gonna burn in hell everybody burn the house right down and say what i want to say tell me i’m an angel / take this to my grave tell me i’m a bad man / kick me like a stray) mama - my chemical romance (well mother, what the war did to my legs and to my tongue you should have raised a baby girl i should have been a better son if you can coddle the infection they can amputate at once i should have been - i should have been a better son) JUDAS - the reverent marigold (god knew his face and held it but it still didn’t save him and i see far horizons where the lambs lie with the lions but there are poppies growing over where my friends are lying and paul had an old name, but we never use it you may call me traitor but my lover calls me judas)

i have a playlist, some accidentally theon lyrics i enjoyed is bad medicine by liz green (...) For every man wants more than he, ever did before He’s still got no way out We’ve got no way out No way out We’ve got no way out of this So if my eyes turn black and my teeth fall out and my hairs caught up in rags Don’t give me none of that medicine ‘cos I’ll spit it right back out He tried so hard to fit in but he never really got a chance Before he spoke they burnt him, cut him, roped him and finally put him in the ground He said ‘I’ve been though war, and I’ve been though law and I’ve climbed that hill so cold Yeah I’ve been though more than you’ll ever know still they never let me go And every man wants more than he, ever did before He’s still got no way out We’ve got no way out No way out We’ve got no way out of this So if my eyes turn black and my teeth fall out and my hairs caught up in rags Don’t give me none of that medicine ‘cos I’ll spit it right back out Oh yeah, I’ll spit it right Yeah I’ll spit it right Oh I’ll spit it right back out I will spit it right I will spit it right I will spit it right back out

I love Mr. Tambourine Man for Theon. Especially this line: “Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow.” I also love Hurt by Nine Inch nails- All the lyrics and the entire soundscape of that song is Theon to me. Absolutely intense and amazing. And I also love and associate A Hard Rain's A-Gonna Fall with Theon. The "seven sad forests" the "dozen dead oceans" the "newborn baby with wolves all around it." But all the imagery in that song is so cool and very appropriate for asoiaf in general .

Oh man, so so many but to name a few: 1. How Soon is Now by the Smiths ("I am the son and heir of nothing in particular" / I am human and I need to be loved just like everybody else does") 2. Sorrowing Man by City and Colour ("Sorrowing man, look how worn you've become. You once were lord of the barren sea. There's blood on your hands." / "Oh, how you have lost your way." 3. Crystal Ball by Keane ("I lost my heart, I buried it too deep, under the iron sea." / "I'm fading out, everything I know is wrong, So put me where I belong.") 4. Bravado by Lorde ("I learned not to want The quiet of the room with no one around to find me out. I want the applause the approval." 5. Hurt by Johnny Cash ("And you could have it all, my empire of dirt. I will let you down. I will make you hurt" / What have I become? My sweetest friend. Everyone I know goes away in the end."

iron by woodkid seven nation army (in a way) bones in the ocean under the water by the pretty reckless

"Oh No" by Marina & the Diamonds; "Bones" by Ms Mr; "The Ocean" by Dar Williams

i'm a marionette by ABBA starring role by marina and the diamonds asleep by the smiths i still have faith in you by ABBA judas by lady gaga california dreamin' by the mamas & the papas al andar by ABBA crucified by army of lovers i'm not coming home by the cowmen no more from into the woods oh i know by only natural waiting around to die by the be good tanyas

Smoke filled room - daughter

Gilded Lily : I remember when you told me it’s an every decision (Theon’s oath to Robb) But with my double vision, how was I supposed to see the way ? (Double vision : Greyjoy/Stark) Haven’t I given enough? Always the fool with the slowest heart (softie boi ) I know you’ll take me with you ( could refer to Robb or Ramsay as they die that they take a piece or the whole of him with) Every city’s got a graveyard (kinda makes me think of his prince of Winterfell era) Now I’m sleeping in the backyard (Well, his Reek moment ofc)

a spanish song by my fave band ever Fito y fitipaldis - Antes de que cuente diez (Before I count to ten) some verses i really like from it are: I got lost in a cross of words. They missed wrote down the address. I already engraved my name on a bullet. I've already tried the cannon fodder I already have everything under control. And someone said no, no, no, no, no That now the wind is coming from the other side Leave me the rudder And someone said no, no, no. What will take me to the end? It will be my steps, not the way. You don't see that you always go behind. When you pursue destiny And I won't feel strange again. Even if you don't get to know me And I won't love you so much again. And I won't stop loving you again I stopped flying, I sank into the mud. And between so much mud I found myself. Some warmth without your hugs Now I know that I will never come back.

I dont know many poems but sinnerman by nina simon and sorry by karine polwart and some other songs in my own language :)

honestly.. robb and theon are kinda two ghosts by harry styles if you squint

All of Radiohead tbh

Pardon this next block of text where I name random music. I have to say something about the album The Downward Spiral by NIN being huge Theon material to me (the instrumental track named after the album is so TWOW Stannis execution presumably foiled by old gods activity. also Hurt but everyone's saying that. ummm THE BECOMING.). Ptolemaea by Ethel Cain. 1906 by the West Coast Art Pop Experimental Band is so Bolton Occupation of Winterfell. Avalanche by Kyle John Kenowski. Sister Europe by The Psychedelic Furs feels TWOW Asha and Theon returning to the islands or something. Sweat by Oingo Boingo. All We Ever Wanted Was Everything by Bauhaus young Theon in Winterfell. King Rat by Modest Mouse feels either Jeyne and Theon escaping Winterfell or Theon and the invasion of Winterfell. I think I'm saying too much but I hate having things out of context, but I can't just parrot an entire playlist here: these are all ruthlessly selected from my playlist on spotify called [PRIVATE INFORMATION] (Epitaph by King Crimson inspired me to make the playlist) that has these plus more but fair warning it's under construction for my reread I've been doing this summer :^) . Um. A Plague of Lighthouse Keepers by Van Der Graaf Generator but it's 23 minutes long and all over the timeline sorrrrry I like prog rock so much. On Kyra thoughts: Please listen to To The Dogs or Whoever by Josh Ritter for Kyra and the keys thoughts.

Remy Zero - Prophecy: You walk this world like you’re a ghost / Your hands are coming through the needles / Sick of your tragic and your evils / I am the keeper of the songs of everyone / [...] / This is a coming of the times / You are a witness to the movement / If all you’re seeing is your lies / You had your chance, but now you’ve blown it / You want this world so you can own it / I am the keeper of the songs of everyone / / Look into the sun and see your soul is dying / Used to feel the faith, but now you’re tired of trying / Should have left alone what you have stolen from everyone / Mmm, how ya feelin’? Seems a little sick to me now / / From the light on high / A chance to change your fate / Forgiveness falling down / On those who chose to wait / Remember the time / Find yourself home again / Deep within your life / Find yourself home again / Find yourself home again / It’s a choice / You have chosen your own T.S. Eliot - The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock: And I have known the eyes already, known them all— / The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, / And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, / When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, / Then how should I begin / To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways? / And how should I presume? / [...] I should have been a pair of ragged claws / Scuttling across the floors of silent seas. [...] I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach. / I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. / I do not think that they will sing to me. / I have seen them riding seaward on the waves / Combing the white hair of the waves blown back / When the wind blows the water white and black. / We have lingered in the chambers of the sea / By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown / Till human voices wake us, and we drown.

Century Eyes by Shearwater (You are not the last of this house / Nor the first to go over the side / Remember the wrecks of those elegant ships / “Turn it off! Turn it off!” / Look with century eyes till they make you go blind) Two Evils by Bastille (I’m the lesser of two evils / Or am I, am I tricking myself nice? / If I’m a lesser of two evils / Who’s this man, who’s this act I hide behind?) Hurt Feelings by Flight of the Conchords (It’s my birthday, 2003 / Waitin’ for a call from my family / They forgot about me / I got hurt feelings, I got hurt feelings)

The Devil's Backbone by The Civil Wars

Lots ([PRIVATE INFORMATION I'M NOT GONNA DO MY COUNTRY DIRTY LIKE THIS] but a very tragicomical and delusional version), but I'm going to list purely English stuff for the sake of it: "Crucify your mind" by Rodriguez is my go to Theon song and I know no one knows or cares about Rodriguez and this might as well be one of those situations where this only works in my head, but fuck it: Was it a huntsman or a player That made you pay the cost That now assumes relaxed positions And prostitutes your loss? Were you tortured by your own thirst In those pleasures that you seek That made you Tom the curious That makes you James the weak? And you claim you got something going Something you call unique But I've seen your self-pity showing As the tears rolled down your cheeks […] So con-convince your mirror As you've always done before Giving substance to shadows Giving substance ever more And you assume you got something to offer Secrets shiny and new But how much of you is repetition That you didn't whisper to him too? "All these things that I've done" by The Killers has some vibes and lyrics too but god do I feel like an idiot for saying that.

#also the longer the answers got here the more I loved them. #speaking #asoiaf #theon greyjoy #theon survey

[softsky-daily]

3/13/2024

The sun looked so far and hazy behind the clouds today.

Positive thing: I got a matcha after everything was done.

Auugh. Yeah today was just not it. Sometimes I feel like I just have one of those days where it feels cosmically stacked against me.

I had to be up early for Japanese class, which was fine actually, but immediately after I had to drive 40 minutes downtown to go to the school I was doing my demonstration at. Midway I got the rejection email from the internship place, and I had all of 15 minutes to compose myself to be presentable to a bunch of middle schoolers. I'm pretty good at compartmentalizing (actually, it's a problem sometimes) but besides trying to hold it together the middle schoolers were very rowdy and not listening to me. Honestly it probably would've been kinda funny if I wasn't upset about other things because kids really do say some crazy stuff. But regardless I just gave up and winged the demonstration and didn't really play the activity all the way.

Also right when the bell rang one kid took my rubber band (I was using it to keep some cards together) and said he was gonna start smacking other kids with it, and I couldn't stop him in time before he ran off outside, so hopefully nobody got hurt after that.

Then I had to drive 40 minutes back to campus, and try and be present for supervision, and then try and be present the next 3 hours for my clients. They were all not having a good day either (not that clients come in perfectly fine, but they were especially upset about various things today), so it was taking 50000 times my concentration to pay extra attention while trying to not dissociate. I did do my best, and one of them was like "it was such a good session today :)" which I found both flattering and a little concerning. I really hope my best work isn't when I'm losing my mind internally.

But yeah. I messaged my roommate friends and my therapist afterwards and then got a matcha as a treat. And then I had to stay up writing a paper that's due tomorrow, which I finished. I feel like slime. Slime that's been smushed under a hydraulic press. But I suppose there's no choice but to keep going. At least class tomorrow is online.

#thoughtposting #skyposting

[watermeloncholycucumbersome]

Day 108 of Writing Something Everyday

(365 Day Challenge)

I feel like I'm doing way too much today yet there's still a part of me thinking I'm the laziest pos on the face of the planet.

I hope I can get out of this funk..

Church lady is denying another girl access to me so she can get items I offered to her to send away to her family in the Philippines.

Apparently that's unacceptable and I can't help or talk to ANYONE unless it's through her. Gross, disturbed behaviour for a 70 something year old woman.

Shame on her..

I just added a bunch of stuff on facebook marketplace to sell today, I'm sick of waiting for help.

I'm never going to get it at this rate. I'm dragging these big pieces of furniture around by myself, trying to sell everything I own. I'm made feel like mine and my mom's personal items are worthless because I can't barely get anyone to come get anything or inquire even. Some of her stuff was lots of money and me asking 10 for a 20 dollar item and so on should be great, but it's not.

It's so hard to clean all this up by myself and store things for people who may or may not come when they say they will or ever.

But you have no choice, you need the money. So you live on a whim of hopefully they respond or show up.

I'm in this get rid of everything mentality and I think it's a good thing. I feel like shits going to hit the fan at some point here and I might be forced to leave my apartment. Last thing I want is a bunch of bags/boxes of garbage to drag around with me, you know?

Less is better in the long run. Only keep what's important, the rest is unimportant.

If I don't hurry up I overthink too much and it gets overwhelming, so throwing stuff out on these days is great because you finally get it done. It just sucks that I finally get the energy to get up and accomplish something. Especially going through my mom's dresser as I just about lost my mind the last few times I went near it. I finally did it and this woman won't drive this young girl a few minutes to pick up a small bag from me because I told her I didn't want her signing me up for programmes at church that I wasn't even aware of I was being signed up for?

How is that fair?

What did the young girl do?

How is this a Christian woman??

Making a young girl suffer because she wants to punish me?

Wretched horrible woman..

Sad part is this will hurt me more because these are people who have been kind to me and she's hurting them now to get back at me because she's a baby and has unresolved issues that she needs to stop putting on others.

Grow up and take responsibility..

Why does a 31 year old woman have to teach her elders common sense and decency?

I guess these bags just sit here tonight then, but I guess I cleared out mine and my mom's dressers today so that's good - still sucks though.

What is wrong with this world, ugh...

I have to clean this apartment up and get this room set up so I can advertise I need a roommate. I have nobody helping with this, everyone talks a big talk until something really has to be done and you see their true colours. I've asked everyone church wise and even at my apartment building - guys want sexual favours and the women are either older or crippled. I literally contacted a random dude on Facebook for help and

Every

Single

One

Of

Them

Agree

Then

Make

An

Excuse

Last

Minute

Nobody follows through so I guess it's just me literally on my own now, so much for if you need me call me. Nobody responds to me any way.

Kinda scary thinking about a stranger living in your house with you to be honest, but I have no choice.

All of this will be done because I figure it out and do it though, I don't have any hope help is coming in the form of people any longer.

~Jenni

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[catreginae]

Thou Shalt Not Fall: The Bad Mint

Warriors discovers the worst possible candy to suck on.

Holy fuck, Tumblr sucks sometimes. All I want to do is format and this is my fifth time trying to get that work.

Anyway, this is for @silverdragonms who asked for some more Four and Wars interactions. I'm super congested so I hope this makes sense.

Four didn't mean to start a game, but at least it was entertaining.

With Legend out cold with a cold and in no condition to travel, they were left camping in some forest in what they figured was an era in between heroes. In the very least, nobody claimed it yet. Four thought it looked kind of like the Minish Forest but he couldn't feel any of the magic he usually felt when he was in the forest. There was some kind of magic, and his mind was racing trying to figure what it felt like, but he knew that it wasn't the minish magic that he found so soothing. The more active members of the party sat away from the rest of the group, still in sight so everybody knew where they were but they wouldn't wake up Legend with their chattering.

Four was surprised that their resident vampire didn't take the chance to take a go take a nap with Legend and Sky. He was usually took any day off to catch up on some sleep but today, Warriors was actually with them, pulling equipment out his bag to inspect as he listened to them chatter. He would smile at their words and sometimes, he contributed to the conversation, but he seemed mostly satisfied with just soaking in the company while he kept his hands busy. He pulled out some leather belt and he let out a surprised chuckle.

“What?” Wild asked, looking in his direction.

Warriors held up his belt, where there were two circular holes punched through it in two different spots. He could kind of see where the excess material ended up getting bunched up around the edge of the circles. “I might have decided to bite a leather belt instead of telling anybody I was so hungry that it made my mouth hurt.”

“Oh, when we were on the ship?” Wind asked.

Four raised an eyebrow. He didn't know anything about Warriors having problems the last time they were on they were on the ship. He supposed it made sense though. He did spend a great deal of the trip in his hammock until Wind yelled-whispered with Hyrule and Time, and then he started coming out more. If he was hungry, it made sense to avoid everybody.

His mind itched at the thought but he filed that away for later. He would find a moment to split later and talk about all the secret keeping then. Stay on the same page, stay in the present.

Warriors nodded. “I tried to keep myself distracted. On the first day, I just ended up biting down this belt and laying in that hammock all day. It worked for a bit since my fangs were doing something, but that didn't last too long.”

“Can I see that?” Four asked. Warriors threw it to him. Looking at the belt closely, it was obvious that the circles were bite marks but he was more impressed by the fact that he could overlap the two spots were the circles appeared and actually see the groove Warriors' fangs left behind. The layer of belt on top had wider bite marks than the bottom layer, which had small exit holes where only the tips of his fangs cleared it.

He never thought about how strong Warriors' teeth had to be for him to be able to actually weaponize them. Four knew they were sharp to make such clean wounds when he did bite people, but seeing as it wasn't particularly difficult to pierce skin, he didn't think much of how strong his fangs – and by extension, his jaws – could actually be.

Part of him was almost giddy with the new information about vampires, but he reigned it in. A little bit.

“What else can you bite through?” Four asked as he threw the belt back.

And that was how Warriors end up biting through whatever odd materials Wild had in the slate. Wood, varying types of rocks, different kinds of plants and fruits, and even some monster parts that Warriors didn't seem to hate. Once Wild was bored of making Warriors eat rocks and slimy things, he took out one of his scavenged swords and presented it to Warriors. Four didn't need to hold the sword to know it was no good. Sometimes, Wild was lucky and he picked one up that could last him a while, but that was not one of those swords. It was probably a sad looking blade in the hands of its previous owner, whatever that was, and it didn't stand a chance in Wild's hands.

And apparently, it didn't stand a chance between Warriors' teeth.

It shattered the second Warriors applied any force. He was still holding the handle but the end of it fell into his lap and the parts closest to his mouth went flying, some bits even flying into his face. All things considered, he was lucky he didn't get hit in the eye. The captain dropped the handle to feel the cuts on his face, frowning in confusion as he did so.

“Damn, Wild, how shitty was that sword?” Wind asked.

Wild shook his head. “I had it for months. Not even I used it.”

“Good enough to cut my face,” Warriors mumbled, though Four noticed that something a little odd with the delivery. His words were strangely clipped but he didn't linger on it for long. He was more distracted by Warriors' eyes turning blue again, effectively putting an end to the little game.

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“Did that sword do something to your mouth?” Four asked, a whole two hours later.

It was nearing lunch time, so they regrouped around Wild. Legend was awake at this point but he was utterly miserable, so everybody silently agreed to give him some room. There wasn't much that could be done for him anyway, aside from giving him some herbal teas that would hopefully easy some his symptoms and letting him rest when he did fall asleep.

Warriors was noticeably quieter than usual but his cheeks were moving a lot too. When he did speak, it was in that strange clipped mumbling he was doing earlier. He wasn't entirely sure why Warriors garnered so much of his attention but when he noticed it, he couldn't stop noticing it. He supposed it was because part of him just cared a lot and another part of him was more than a little interested in the whole vampirism thing.

The captain looked at him, frowned, then looked away. “No.”

“Very convincing,” Four muttered.

“It's true,” he mumbled again. “It's, um, something else.”

Warriors avoided his gaze, and then suddenly, he stuck his fingers into his mouth and pulled something out. It was a small and grey, strangely angular in shape.

“Is that a piece of the sword?” Four asked. It might have been a shitty sword but the edges that broke off could still be sharp. It wouldn't be hard for Warriors to cut the inside of his mouth on accident in the two or so hours he must have had it. Maybe he ended the game earlier because he somehow ended up with a piece of it in his mouth and simply decided he preferred that to the unrefined rocks Wild was getting him to bite.

“It's tasty.”

And suddenly, everything made sense. Warriors liked the taste the blood – he had to like it if it was the staple of his diet – and well, Four split his lip enough times to know what blood tasted like. It was a pretty harmless way for him to get enjoy the taste of blood without actually having to consume any, and well, Warriors deserved to have something like that. Four resolved to make him something that would serve the same purpose once he got to his forage that wouldn't cut his mouth but for the time being, he had a replacement.

“Drop that,” Four said as he stood to get to his bag.

The last time they were able to go to a blacksmith, he bought handfuls of small metal loops in case anybody needed parts of their chain mail replaced since the portals had yet to take him anywhere close to his forge. He didn't get to use them for their intended purpose yet but Four knew that one day, he would need to, so he made sure to keep them in their own little pouch in his bag for when that day came.

He plopped down beside Warriors with the few that he pulled and stuffed them into his hand.

“They're made of wrought iron. Assuming you like the taste, I have plenty. Should be better than a piece of sword. ”

Warriors raised an eyebrow as he looked between Four and the small metal loops in his hands.

“You like the piece of sword because the metal tastes like blood, right? Try something that doesn't have a sharp edge then.”

The captain gave him one last wary look, like he expected Four to change his mind and take the metal loops back, before he popped one of them into his mouth. For a moment, he was quiet. Then, he nodded.

“It tastes good too,” he said, without the mumbling this time. The loops didn't seem to interfere with his ability to speak as much either, which Four considered a win in his book. Or Vio's book. It was more like Vio's book. He would be the only one to write any of it down. “Can you keep this between us?”

“Sure, but it's not that big of a deal, you know. Wild passes out those honey candies all the time for that same purpose. It's not filling at all, it just tastes good.”

“But it's candy, not a piece of sword.”

“You drink blood and eat raw meat sometimes. Your definition of 'edible' isn't exactly the same as a normal person's definition of 'edible', just like how Wild's definition of 'edible' is you know... unlike anybody else's definition sometimes.”

Four stopped. Where was he going with this again? He took a deep breath.

“I guess, you just let the idea of normal get to your head sometimes. We're anything but normal. The best we can do is do what's normal for us, whatever that is.”

Warriors hummed to himself. “I guess you have a point.”

“You guess?” Four asked as punched Warriors in the arm. “Give me more credit than that.”

“Fine, fine. You can have my tactician job since you're so insightful,” Warriors said with a grin, the metal loops flashing between his teeth.

“No, no, no. I'm not that kind of insightful.”

“Suit yourself.”

#catreginae: thou shalt not fall #linked universe #lu warriors #lu four #my writing #linked universe fanfic

[txemrn]

I love Tater tot and Rams too! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ can you give us a little more of a taste of the breakup fic?

Hey, anon! Thank you for loving my babies! The support truly warms my heart. I hope you don't mind, but I held onto your request for today, and I'm going to turn it into a WIP Wednesday. So, if you'd like a little snippet of Unloving You, keep on reading! I'm hoping to edit and post it tomorrow! Thank you again! 🖤

PS I have several TRR chapters in the making, but none of them are really edited enough to be shared--not even for a WIP Wed... but I've included a very short snippet (that will probably have some additional edits later) down below of Deja Vu.

Like Ships in the Night, Unloving You

Open Heart (pre series; beginning of Ethan's intern year)

Ethan Ramsey x f!OC (Tatum Erikson); Tobias Carrick x f!OC (Tatum Erikson)

It's been almost six months since Ethan left me.  Six months. It feels like we were just together yesterday, whispering secret promises to one another as our eyelashes and fingertips danced in flutters across our bare bodies. It was simple, yet intimate. We acted as if we would be doing it everyday for the rest of our lives. 

And yet, we fell apart for what feels like decades ago. I mean, I'm a completely different person now, some days unable to recognize myself in the mirror. And yet, in so many ways, I'm very much still that broken girl who lucked out and found a boy. A lovely boy. A boy who took a chance and gave me his whole heart.

I miss him. Six months. And I still love him.

I woke up to a text from him, inviting me to meet him for lunch before my clinic appointment. I didn't want to pass up the chance of actually getting to talk. So, with a belly full of nerves, I agree to meet him at a place near Edenbrook Hospital.

~🖤~

Deja Vu, Part 4: Drake

TRR/TRH (20 Years post series AU)

We pull up to this club, and I swear everyone in Cordonia has turned out for this spectacle. The moment Rys steps out of his 'I didn't want anything too flashy' red Ferrari, the paps were on him like white on rice. Flashes of light rain from every direction as reporters flood him with curious questions about his Gucci loafers and gray Brioni blazer. 

Lucky for me, I'm a nobody, and the press quickly discovers that the moment I step out onto the red carpet. Dropping their cameras and microphones in disappointment, they instantly turn their attention elsewhere.  I don't know if I should be grateful or offended, to be honest. At least confuse me for Leo's new lover… bunch of dickwads.

~🖤~

I know it's late, but does anybody have anything they'd like to share? I know I'd love some sneak peeks! @sfb123 @ao719 @charlotteg234 @socalwriterbee @cariantha @tessa-liam @peonierose @deb-1106 @msjr0119 @karahalloway @aussiegurl1234 and if I forgot you, YES! You are tagged! If you share a WIP, tag me!

#you asked #wip wednesday #like ships in the night

[pigerludio]

Monologue. Fanfic. Undertale (AU)

The author has a poor command of English, but he really tried.

Warning ⚠️: 16+ maybe? Obscene language

Character: Sans (Trite, isn't it? ХD)

Category: Gen. (I like it)

* Every time I come back, you're still standing there. You're still watching. * I don't remember when we started talking. You're a great listener. * Thank you for trying to help me stop my madness. * I hope you'll see the surface * Cause I'm gonna turn the hope of my world to dust.

* Hey, pal.

* I see you're not looking official today. Long-awaited lull, heh?

. . .

* Glad to hear it. I'm having a good time, too.

* You know me too well, don't you?

* Okay. I'm feeling as fucked up as possible.

* You really don't mind listening, do u? I'm gonna ruin your mood.

. . .

*Sh-- Okay, whatever you say! I'm-- I'm losing hope. You know how I feel about trust.

* The worst dreams come true.

* I disappear and there's nothing left, it's like I never existed.

. . .

* We're really alike.

* Too much.

* You wake up and you want to turn off the alarm clock, but you hear a familiar voice at the door and you don't know if it's a hallucination or another nightmare?

. . .

* I'm sorry, I'm really sorry.

It's my fault.

* I'm sorry I can't keep those who are connected to me safe.

* So many times I wish I'd quit so I wouldn't cause more trouble.

* To not make mistakes and not see those stupid, hateful faces.

* So THEY wouldn't blame me for it.

* Maybe I'm not trying hard enough?

. . .

* I'm tired.

* The more I try, the faster I lose my sanity.

* I don't know what THEY see in me, and it makes me feel bad.

* Over and over again, the same scenario

* I don't want to lose and lose myself again.

. . .

Learn my lesson and move on?

* Heh... that lesson keeps fucking coming back to me.

* Every. Fucking. Day.

. . .

* More research, huh?

* I think you're right.

* I shouldn't act like a bunch of dull dust

* I'm older, I'm stronger.

* Damn it, I hate this.

* I feel like a dirty liar.

. . .

* "No one deserves to suffer," huh?

* "Kill or be killed," remember?

* Oh, yeah, it's different for you.

. . .

* We've all been there.

* Sometimes I think that burning in hell forever is the same as a cyclical existence.

. . .

* You're right again.

* But we're stuck.

* We don't believe in luck, but we're going with the flow.

* We're in the middle of nowhere.

. . .

* Stop? Well, you can, but my machine is de-energised.

* Only THEY can stop here, and when THEY do, who the fuck knows?

* There's an abyss of hate and misunderstanding ahead and death is the final stop.

* You know, I've given up. A long time ago, I think.

* THEY'RE awful.

* And for some reason no-one ever notices.

* I've checked, they just don't remember anything after a reset.

* I can't blame them.

* But I'm dying inside

. . .

* "Everyone can be a better person if they try."

* That's what I've been telling THEM all along

* Then comes the grey. And dust. Too much dust to act normal.

* My brother is worried - a clear sign that I'm not coping.

* I need rest, which I don't dream of.

. . .

* Can you imagine how many monsters there are like you and me?

* From what you tell me, there's over a hundred of them.

* And everyone doesn't know how to get out.

* We're all dead tired, but every morning we get up and repeat the same familiar scenario for the second, fifth, eleventh time

* It's like we're not alive, we're not real.

* Masochism, don't you think? Why do we put up with this?

. . .

* You've said enough, the other me

* At least I'm relieved.

* Even the boneliness is gone.

* I owe you one.

. . .

* Heh, okay, I won't take it in the head, I'll take it on a pencil... or a knife blade.

* We can still have a bad time.

* Do you think revenge is a good motivation?

. . .

* Sad really.

* It's not like I'm crazy.

* Well, maybe a little bit. We all are.

. . .

* It's sad to realise you don't exist.

* So long, buddy. I'll see you again, I guess.

* Thanks for listening.

. . .

BUT NOBODY COME

And yeah, I uploaded this drabble to Ao3.

And attached the link. (It'll attach, right?ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ)

#undertale #undertale au #fanfic #drabble

[batgirlsay]

My Rock and Roll Heart

Rockstar AU Playlist for Obiyuki AU Bingo 2022 by @snowwhite-andtheknight

First year participating in AU bingo! Dug through a bunch of my older themed playlists and found some that fit my bingo card really well (including some that I wasn’t expecting to share…). I wasn’t aiming for a true bingo, but I did reach my goal of making 5 playlists! I am planning on posting one per week, with lyric summaries in each post.

My first playlist is an adapted concert memories playlist, with most of the lyrics from Obi’s point of view of him being the rockstar in “Big Casino” and meeting Shirayuki in the audience, falling for her as they run off to attend subsequent concerts together, and closing with my usual bittersweet ending… The playlist title comes from the classic line in “A Praise Chorus” and I’m glad to finally be able to share my Jimmy concert feels with this fandom! 😊

Big Casino- Jimmy Eat World Everyone’s On Tour- Nada Surf Disaster Button- Snow Patrol The Authority Song- Jimmy Eat World A Praise Chorus- Jimmy Eat World Last Call- Mae Always Be- Jimmy Eat World If You Don’t, Don’t- Jimmy Eat World

Summary lyrics are cited after the cut:

Big Casino- Jimmy Eat World

Before this world starts up again It's me and night We wait for the sun Well, there's lots of smart ideas in books I've never read When the girls come talk to me, I wish to hell I had

Back when I was younger, I was someone you'd've liked

Rock on young savior, don't give up your hopes

Everyone’s On Tour- Nada Surf

I want to go to the party Where the music's always on It's always someone's favorite song Like everyone's on tour And nobody has to be anywhere anymore

You give up quick You're ready to hide I want to know how I feel for you

Disaster Button- Snow Patrol

A little after twelve The function suite was full Of people I had never seen before

Ripped up ticket stubs Confettied on the floor It dawned on me I'd seen it all before

Hit that button there The one that just says wrong And we'll lose our minds to all our favorite songs

Throw forward to later You look light on your feet When you whirled in the room I was nailed to my seat

And suddenly It lifts the roof off the place It puts a vault in my step And a grin on my face

A little after four The function suite is dead And I am just a ripped up ticket stub

The Authority Song- Jimmy Eat World

Honesty or mystery? Tell me I'm not scared anymore

I got no secret purpose I don't seem obvious, do I?

Oh, well I'm here, that means something doesn't it? Oh, won't you dance with me a little bit? Oh, you don't notice, cause the music's too loud

A Praise Chorus- Jimmy Eat World

Are you going to live your life wondering Standing in the back, looking around? Are you going to waste your time thinking How you've grown up or how you missed out?

Things are never going to be the way you want Where's it going to get you acting serious? Even at 25, you got to start sometime

I'm on my feet, I'm on the floor, I'm good to go Now all I need is just to hear a song I know I want to always feel like part of this was mine I want to fall in love tonight

Are you going to live your life standing in the back looking around? Are you going to waste your time? Got to make a move or you'll miss out

Why did we ever meet? Started my rock 'n roll fantasy Don't, don't, don't let's start Why did we ever part? Kick start my rock and rollin' heart

Last Call- Mae

Hello, grab your bag and let's go We're out of place more than anything I know Like an opera at a disco When all you wanted was a rock show tonight

These lights, are they hanging in the distance? Did they glimmer for an instant? When they're shining, do you feel alright? Know, love, you are looking good tonight

Don't give up and let them hold you down And when they tell you We could burn this town

Storms are coming, why don't we play? Instead of sitting, dancing in the rain today

They tried to tell you that you don't belong So, I guess we'll have to prove them wrong Pretty soon we'll hear them sing along Ain't it funny that it's our song?

Always Be- Jimmy Eat World

Could've been a night like any other One of us has to drive One of us gets to think I'll force a laugh to break the silence It's gonna get harder still Before it gets easy You can't keep safe what wants to break

I'm alone in this I'm as I've always been Right behind what's happening

She's all lost in this She's all like she'll always be A little far for me to reach

Love would be something that I just know How you gonna know the feeling 'til you've lost it I've been losing plenty since

Maybe something else I'm missing Something good and you're the reason It's a dream but there's a real world waiting

If You Don’t, Don’t- Jimmy Eat World

We once walked out on the beach And once I almost touched your hand Oh, how I dreamed to finally say such things Then only to pretend

If you don't don't know, why'd you say so? Would you mean this please if it happens? If you don't know, why would you say so? Won't you get your story straight?

I left you waiting At the least could we be friends? Should have never started Ain't that the way it always ends?

On my life I'll try today There's so much I've felt I should say But even if your heart would listen I doubt I could explain

#obiyukibingo22 #akagami no shirayukihime #snow white with the red hair #obiyuki #playlist #lyrics #jimmy eat world #snow patrol #mae #nada surf #also reminded me of this scene where obi said he was in a band #but just as the bouncer lol

[will-o-wips]

So I guess I was tagged, hehe, by the lovely @ilpentamerone. Hope you don't mind this random post that's probably gonna be buried in between all the Venti reposts I'll do today.

Relationship status: Forever alone ✌️ Single

Favorite colour: Purple, or really any cool colour (cool as in cold colours if that makes sense). Oh also Bordeaux Red. Forgot how you call it.

Favorite food: Watch nobody know this, lmao. I love Sarma more than anything else in the world and am always, but always down to eat it.

Song stuck in my head: Yoimiya's theme from Genshin Impact; aka Blossom of Summer Night

Last thing I googled: "How to look at your google history" lmaooo. The thing before that was Twitch

Time: 02:19 (yes am)

Dream trip: To be honest just a roadtrip through various European and Asian countries with a bunch of friends. I'd drive the van and protect them from the dumb stuff I know they do, and they'd keep me company with the dumb stuff I know they do.

Something I want: There's a lot to choose from, lmao, I'm like one of those little collector people but then for hobbies and everything really. I guess I'd really like to find a grammophone though, so I could listen to music with HiFi.

Tags (good lord I have nobody to tag on this, oh well, I guess I'll just select randomly, also NO PRESSURE FAHFKABD): @killthemightysheep

[fragilediary-of-evren]

February 13th, 2024 - I think I got it

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Woke up at 2 PM

Lie.

I've been making unnecessary playlists

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Today I made a bunch of unnecessary playlists for the artists and bands I wanna listen to. I do the same for the ones I already do. Yes, I'm extremely bored.

Today was colder than usual! We could open the windows to get fresh air around the house. I hope I can go out tomorrow, maybe I'll get some ice cream, or simply see the river and go to the park near home. Alone. My mother can't go.

But anyway... I think I figured things out. I've been thinking a lot... and I think I am aromantic and asexual. Well, it's more like aegosexual and bellusromantic. But let's say aroace.

I'm reslly close to finish reading "Loveless", and I felt so seen with everything that happens in that book. The way the protagonist feels, her opinions, even her problems. Oh my god.

And that's when I remembered how I questioned my sexuality when I was 13 years old, and about my failed "relationships". And even though I still have doubts, even though I think I don't belong in the community... it makes sense. Those words work for me.

Am I sad about it? A little bit. I see many people who experience aphobia and show how a lot of people don't accept or represent them. But I'll Live Through This *wink* and one day I'll fully accept it. Or maybe I'll realize I am not aroace. Anything can happen.

My identity is all over the place lmao so it's reslly hard to even understand myself. But I'll be fine. Hopefully things get sorted in my mind soon.

But yeah, I just wanted to say that. I know that nobody cares, but I do!

Anyway, before I forget, here are the Kate Bush songs I listened to. Read the other entries to understand why:

How To Be Invisible - from Aerial, 2005

The Morning Fog - from Hounds of Love, 1985

Kite - from The Kick Inside, 1978

The Sensual World - from The Sensual World, 1989

Blow Away - from Never for Ever, 1980

Suspended in Gaffa - from The Dreaming, 1982

And that's all! Rest well.

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#fragile cosmos #fragile posts #aroace #well #i think i am #i dont know #please help #ahhhhh

[the-firebird69]

So Mac is trying to see what they like they're a bunch of sleeves and they're horrible these guys come in and they sit all over him and all over our son and they feel better and what they're doing is obvious and what they're trying is obvious and they won't leave it alone and they're human crap they can't hardly speak they can't hardly walk I'm supposed to feel bad for him so they can do stuff to us and it's not really what happens ever and why what a f****** pound crap and they're mean assholes okay this is really freaking awful and it's continuous with these freaking pukes

-you're a big day today there's a huge number of companies that we are acquiring they're about 17 that are going to be purchased in about 30% of the company about half of those will be controlling share but will note which ones

-accelerator and we did bring it up we are purchasing the remainder of the company today we are at about 40% and now we're going to be at about 90% And it is a huge company and this is the main portion of the company

-Marshalls we are to purchase it the other day we are now in talks and will be in a meeting later for 60% more of the company and we will have 100% of Marshalls and they say it's the symbology but that's not true

-there's another company and it's not us redoing it they just did not sign at the Mark they wanted they wanted to change it Target they wanted to add 40% and bring it to 80% and we're going to sign today

-another company that was on that came in was Sam's wholesale club we were going to sign and have 60% total they came in and said they want to increase it by 20%. And yeah it's other owners wanted to sell and it's bja pretty much he is coming in on almost every company slowly and he's trying to get there on the community center there but Trump is obstructing it

-another company they've been coming in on that is huge is Costco we're at about 40% total they're adding another 25% giving us controlling share we really need this in these stores what they're doing is horrific they don't mind their own business they're always trying to touch things we need a lot of employees to go in there and hope people out who are doing that

-another company is very big is Stanley we're in 20% and we got called back in and they want to go to 60% will have control and share. This is not a company being fooled around with they do a lot of stuff one of their mainstay items is automatic levels laser levels and items like that it is no joke that they're selling they are people who are unscrupulous but they certainly do not know their business these tools and stuff we can use and we don't have to sell to everybody

-Craftsman which was part of Sears but it's not came to us and said you're buying Sears and wanted to sell to us right now we had 20% the negotiated for us to purchase an additional 40% that would give us controlling share and we can do what we want with the company and what we want to do is reinstate the warranty and we'll weed out the people the damage the tools on purpose electrical damage does not classify as accidental damage in any way so we are going ahead with that at this time there are several more companies one of them is very large and it is a subsidiary of Walmart excuse me is a good day and people don't know it but Sam's Sam's wholesale club excuse me yeah Jason is in the way there are sunset you should know you're some of the people running me around making me hectic that's what you guys do so suffer the reaper read the whirlwind or whatever you say and it's like this guy's above us and nobody gives a s*** cuz you're stupid handling your business is not what we can do and that kind of stuff that's true though and Sam's wholesale club is a substituary of Walmart Sam Walton is the one who opened that company and he passed away he was a Mac and the max were very upset and a researched it and they found out who it was and where surprised to figure it out they traced it all the way down to the people who are influencing it to happen and it was not Max and it was not more like and it was not minority Bullock and it was not us so they were surprised and her son is of course not but that's what happened and today we're going through it again but we always do there are problems but we're going to get back in a moment

Thor Freya

Olympus

Zues Hera

[waterforlorn]

day six. october 12th.

been driving most of the day, i think nico's happy about it. he seems... i dunno, i think he doesn't like driving much. he feels restless after a while like he'd rather be ANYWHERE else than driving the car right then. told him i don't mind driving at all and he let me take over. well, i had to promise i'd drive wherever he said, which... sounds to me like he's got more stuff planned. i need to get away to like.. do something or pick something up, don't i?

BUT HOW?

nico's on my ass 24/7. maybe when he picks up food next time. hm. maybe that's my window of opportunity. i'll think on it. it's like evening now, we're back on the interstate, in iowa. we could've made it to camp jupiter days ago, but ... i think that's just like... the endgame target location. i'm starting to think that like... he's not planning to get back to camp for a while... longer than i anticipated and i'm not sure how to feel about it.

they ...need us, don't they? i mean sure they can handle themselves, but what if something happens while we're away and it takes someone ...well, someone good from us? what if we come back and find out we could've saved someone we care about? i mean i know i only got a select few i'd die for in camp, but i know nico cares about quite a bunch of the kids. i don't really. not in the same way at least.

now that i think about it... hm. holli, obviously. not even sure how she managed to weasel her way into my heart head, but i got the feeling she ain't gonna leave it like.. ever again. i know kit's important to nico, which... yep, same for me. grey's been through enough. i feel like.. if i ever decided to have a kid.. they would've been a little like grey. wild, untamed, a little killer. fucking steadfast. although i guess my kid wouldn't have been, they'd never have to see the same shit i did growing up. then again.. i would've likely messed them up just as badly, which only make me agree with past me. NO KIDS FOR ME.

i'd not wanna see a child deal with the same rage i did if it's truly genetic, which i mean.. nobody's ever been able to say cause RAMON ramon couldn't fuck off for even just for a day. therapy and meds can only fix a kid when there's hope. but the rage never went away, so.. maybe i was just born with it and it's been made worse by this. no fricken idea. it doesn't matter anyway. unless scientists find themselves with the biggest fucking breakthrough in the history of breakthroughs i'm not gonna have a kid. pedriod.

and that's okay. let the rojas bloodline die out. sadly it won't stop ramon from making more little monsters to spew hate at the world. some days i wonder if he'd have been the same way if i was his, but i don't think he would've been. the fact i wasn't just .. gave him the justification he needed to feel like he was doing the right thing. both him and victoria can rot in hell for all i care. they always say a child loves its parents .. no matter how cruel they are. guess i'm truly broken, cause when i think of victoria... i feel nothing. anger, maybe. disappointment. but not even enough to go see her.

i know they're both alive still. fucking miracle nobody's taken ramon's head yet. i just ... don't care enough. i could go back home and feed them both a bit of their medicine, but what's the point? what's done is done and while i know i'd fucking LOVE feeling ramon's bones break under my fists... what would it get me? he wouldn't get it and compared to him... i'm not into inflicting pain upon others weaker than me. i'm no coward.

there's something in iowa nico wants me to see. well, he said experience. we'll see i guess. not SURE. but not today. we've checked into some weird-ass motel not long ago. the looks we got for just wanting ONE bed. hah. i wouldn't be surprised to find the receptionist barging in and throwing his bible at us while we're fucking. i never really cared about the WHERE, or someone watching. i know nico does, though, so i'm gonna behave tonight.

JUST TONIGHT THO

#vacation journal things

[officialvoiceofgenerationx]

Get To Know Me!

I was born in 1969. My parents were both born in 1947. They were never happy together and only got married because my mom was pregnant. My dad went to Vietnam when I was a baby.

I grew up in a very small town. We were working poor and there was some violence in the house - not much more than was normal at the time. I was a latchkey kid, watched a lot of TV, did a lot of vandalism and shoplifting. I did really bad at school, mainly because I didn't care. I was what was called an "art fag", and got bullied pretty much constantly.

I started drinking when I was 15, and was showing signs of severe alcoholism within a year or so. I started experiencing episodes of major depression around then. I got into punk rock and what was called "college rock" - Husker Du, the Replacements, Black Flag, Circle Jerks, REM, Sonic Youth, some of the DC hardcore stuff, but not Straightedge, which I thought was idiotic, Butthole Surfers, Pussy Galore, Gaye Bykers On Acid, Bongwater. I was into Nirvana, like everybody, but more into the female grunge bands and riot grrrl - Babes In Toyland, 7 Year Bitch, Bikini Kill, Team Dresch.

My alcoholism and depression got worse in the 90's. I can honestly say Cobain's suicide kept me alive - I had a shotgun but I thought that if I used it, people would think I was copying him, an idea I found disgusting. I got clean/sober in 1998.

I was in an abusive relationship when I got sober. She tried to physically abuse me, but I could defend myself against physical violence. I could not defend myself against mental and emotional abuse. We broke up repeatedly - for the last time in 2001. I was in a few relationships after that, some of which were less toxic than others. I decided to quit the relationship shitshow after my kid was born in 2009.

Parental responsibilities, work, chronic depression and the struggle to keep a roof over my head took up a decade or so.

Now I find myself in my 50's. My kid just started high school. I'm buying a house. I have two cats and I make art every day. I'm in a noisey free improv band. My job sucks.

The world I grew up in was a nightmare, but it was nowhere near as bad as the world today. Reagan was happy to have gays and junkies die of AIDS, but the GOP today is waging war on the LGBTQ+ community, on POC and on the poor. The Democrats make nicer promises, but they aren't actually doing shit.

I am disgusted by violence, greed, injustice, bigotry and I am also the most nihilistic asshole I know. I want everyone to be happy and I also want everything I see to be destroyed by fire. I am the embodiment of Generation X. I am the poster child for my fucked-over generation, insulted, written off and forgotten. I'm being totally sincere and this is also a fucking joke. I don't have any hope of making any difference, but I might be able to entertain myself.

I very much want to reach my cohort. I want to remind Gen X that there was a time when we were riled up about something. We cared about something. We were loud and vulgar and we weren't afraid to break shit.

We can't make the world a better place. We are way too broken for that. Maybe our kids can do better. But before they can make a better world, this one has to be destroyed. That's what I'm on about. I want to break shit. I want to get revenge. I want to tear down the rotten fucking world, so my kid can have something better. I don't mind dying - shit, I never really wanted to live in the first place.

And the idea of a bunch of broken, middle-aged grungepunk slackers rioting in the streets is pretty funny.

Anyway. Nobody else stepped up to be the Official Voice of Generation X, so it might as well be me.

#gen x #generation x #grunge #80s punk #90s punk #nihilism #voice of a generation

[jones7thavenue]

2023 Diary Entry No. 18

Today was a good birthday. I went to Target with my mother-in-law. She bought me the very last copy of Midnight Sun, by Stephenie Meyer, along with a new pair of Levi's. Ate some pizza with her in the car. I'm starting to realize that if I just don't cool my fucking jets and wait, then I'm not going to change myself or go anywhere with my damn attitude, so I'm staying up tonight to let out some fucking steam, typing on this site. I'm not going to let some big dicked bitch ruin my fucking birthday, fuck no!

Anyway, I'm staying up again tonight. I fucking might as well forget about my Chromebook for another month. I applied for a few jobs at the local Sonic Drive-In a few hours ago, to keep my mind busy. I also cleaned the crate of miscellany, to keep my brain busy. Now, I'm typing this diary entry to keep myself busy. I'm just so pissed but I am not going to talk about it, because it'll piss me off more to the point of life without parole. And I don't want that. Of course, nobody wants that.

I'm not going to put up with my impatience. I need to accept the fact that some things won't go my way with a Thanos snap. I also need to accept the fact that once I start to change, then things will go my way eventually. I just need to make patience my strong suit again.....here I go again. Crying. For fucking what?! I'm going to drown in my loud music, not in my silent tears.

I feel so numb this early morning, having to wait for my shit another month, which makes me want to stab that bitch over and over. Plus, I bitch about having to clean up after my lazy ass stepfather is more than enough to want to punch him in the face. But I can't do either of these, because I lose everything. I want to spend my mother's money on the complete series of The Sopranos on DVD, but even that's out the window, now that she's got a dollar and change in her card. It sucks. My allowance is going to be $100 every two weeks, so I fucking need to find a way to manage my anger some other way, instead of letting my intrusive thoughts win.

I'm just going to have to write when I feel better.....I only hope it'll be later this morning. I can't even think of a better thing to do, except for cleaning my room, reading, journaling (on paper, of course), and napping until I feel like waking up. I better clean the rest of my room before Jackie comes this morning, sees my room in shambles, and gets mad at me. I'm only lucky she's one of the few people siding with me, anyway. I can't just think about how murder can calm a bitch down, when all it leads to is life in prison confinement, let alone diaries in prison that only are just another's bitching about the want to be free, and not admitting responsibility for their part in the murder. Fucking butchie bitch. I hope to write with a better outlook in a later bunch of diary entries on Tumblr, because, right now, my anger is seething from the very depths of my soul, and bitching about not having my way is not going to cut it. Not even a papercut.