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lavenderwhore444 · 3 years

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God Im pretty sure I’m going to hell ANYWAYS ok so this is a hybrid cat shigaraki, u end up adopting shigaraki from a very abuses owner so our little kitten is traumatized and terrified of everything, it took u a bit of time until he was comfortable with u , he doesn’t trust u in the beginning and thinks ur gonna do the same as his previous owner did but ur different u were so patient, sweet and soft not to mention he LOVED getting head pets from u ( he would never admit it tho) once shigaraki found out that he was in love with u he was stuck to ur hip ( he was super clingy) shigaraki’s heat was closer then expected, shigaraki didn’t want to ruin his chances with u but he couldn’t stop himself from humping everything so he hid in his room , you absolutely loved shigaraki since the day u saw him u knew u wanted him, when u first met him he scratched and hissed at u he was terrified, it honestly made u sick knowing the person who did this to him is still alive, u both got much closer he even started cuddling with u!!!! U soon fell in love with shiggy but u didn’t want to ruin what u guys have so u kept it to ur self , u noticed shigaraki was acting weird and hid in his room for two days at first u thought u might give him some space but u started getting worried u wanted to check on him before u came in u heard some little moans and whines, it just hit u that ur little kitten has there heat, u decided to help out 👀

Kinks pet-play of course dom reader and sub shigaraki maybe some pegging that’s all I can think of so feel free to add any kinks. I was listening to hello kitty by Avril Lavigne there was part where she says “ come come kitty kitty your so pretty pretty” that was inspired me to write this lmaooo

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Samesies, but it's ok, we’ll go to hell together 😫

Now you might be wondering, Claire, why did this take you literal MONTHS? Well, I wanted to perfect it. I love this concept so much that I just HAD to spend so much time on it to make it perfect. And let me just say, it's pretty good 😏

Warnings: vaginal sex, overstimulation (male), anal sex with strapon, heat, pillow humping, marking mating, whatever you want to call it.

I've decided I'm obsessed with making cat shiggy meow ☺️

‘Where the fuck am I?’ Is shigaraki’s first thought of the day.

He’s never been on a bed this soft or a house this warm. Where is he? The blankets are all fuzz. The bed is littered with stuffed animals and pillows, and sweet-smelling candles, are burning somewhere. Is he being sacrificed?

“Hey, you're awake, ” a soft voice says, coming from the end of the bed.

He recoils in fear but, upon second glance, he sees that you aren't who he thinks you are. A girl replaces the scary form of his “master.” he looks you up and down. He has to admit you are quite pretty. The sight of someone other than the large man who used to own him excites him. Maybe this is a fresh start? But perhaps you're just like him...

“Get the fuck away from me, ” he snaps, scrambling into a corner.

“It's okay, sweetie, ” you say, “I'm not gonna hurt you, ”

“Everyone says that, meow ” Shigaraki retorts, “get the fuck away before I scratch your eyes out, ”

You bite your lip, “ok, Tomura, I'm gonna sit with you for a while, though. I'll be right across the room if you need anything, ”

“I don't need shit from you, ” he says, hissing making a show of his claws.

You laughed a little, more than a bit sad at his fear, “alright, but I’ll still be here, ”

He sits in silence for a moment, surveying his surroundings. He notices fresh clothes in the dresser, and there are some game consoles set up for him. How do you know he likes video games? Fucking creep. There aren't really any escape routes but escaping is complicated when he doesn't know where he is.

“Where am I meow?” he asks, sounding meeker than intended.

“I guess I kind of adopted you, ” you explain, “we’re at our house, ”

“Why did you do that?” he asks, the edge coming back to his voice.

“You just seemed so sweet, and the man who owned you was so mean. I couldn't just leave you there; he was hurting you, ” you say, frowning a little at the thought of Tomura getting hurt.

"Why do you care?" he snaps.

You sit closer to him, making him tense.

"I already told you, I think you're sweet Tomura," you repeat, "I just can't explain it. I'd really like it if we could become friends,"

'Or maybe more,' you think to yourself.

You can't deny he is very attractive.

"How do I know you're not lying meow?" He asks.

"I think you'll just have to trust me. Do you want to play some games with me?" you ask.

"Fine," he says, "only cause I'm bored,"

You grin, "awesome. What should we play?"

Shigaraki stands up and walks over to the games, tail swaying.

"This," he says, holding up animal crossing, "you probably like it cause it's dumb. What's your name anyway?" he asks.

"I'm y/n," you answer.

"I guess your names not awful, meow”, he mutters.

Truthfully, he already thinks you're beautiful, and you seem so kind. Shigaraki sits unusually close to you on the bed as the two of you play. You play late into the night; he makes a good bit of progress. Eventually, you feel his head rest on your shoulder, and he falls asleep on you.

You ease Tomura into your lap.

"There we go," you whisper, "you're safe now,"

Little did you know he's wide awake, smiling to himself and nuzzling his head closer to you. The sound of soft purring fills your ears as he drifts off into the most peaceful sleep.

He's pretty disgruntled when he wakes up alone. Where have you gone? Shigaraki doesn't have to wonder for long when you come back with a plate of food.

"Hey, are you hungry?" you ask, setting a plate of food on the table next to him.

He nods, digging in right away. You watch him eat like a man starved. Honestly, he might have been. He puts the plate down and moves closer to you. He's beginning to trust you more and more.

"Tomura, ” you say, “I have to put a collar on you now, just in case you get lost, ok?” you push some hair out of his face, “id be so sad if I lost you, ”

“fine, meow” he mumbles.

Truthfully his heart is melting at the thought. That you aren’t embarrassed by him, that you want to keep him safe and close to you. When you click the collar into place he hugs you, tugging at your shirt.

It’s shocking how fast he’s becoming comfortable with you but definitely pleasing. The next few days are calm, spent lounging around the house. He‘s getting so trusting with you. He occasionally pushes his head beneath your hand so you scratch his head. He always denies it, though; he has a tough-guy exterior to keep up.

However, something changes within him. He feels a strange warmth, not a necessarily bad feeling, around you. Tomura knows what cats were supposed to do. They are supposed to cuddle and play with their owners. Should he be doing that? Should he act like a “normal cat”? He concludes that you don’t want that at all. The lack of cat toys, a cat tree, and you allowing him to eat at the table solidify that.

However, he does want to cuddle. He tries to cuddle like all the time. But you have work, and you get tired, and you run errands, and he becomes sad. Tomura knows you have a life outside of him, but you really shouldn't. He should be your only priority. When Christmas break finally rolls around, and you start spending more time at the house, he's elated.

He has internet access, of course. He needs it to play his video games! But it was restricted. You don’t want your little kitty to see things he’s not supposed to. He starts to like watching movies too. At first, they‘re action movies with lots of blood and fighting, which you don’t necessarily agree with, but it doesn’t seem to bother him. He slowly gets bored with them and stumbles across a romance movie.

Tomura becomes engrossed in them. He loves watching the couple fall in love and be happy. One movie, in particular, weirds him out. It looks like they were taking off their clothes. They start kissing and making strange noises. He doesn't like it one bit, it makes his cheeks feel hot, and his cock gets semi-hard. He turns it off immediately.

It doesn’t take long for him to forget about it and keep watching different ones. Soon he finds some similarities between him and the main character. The way they feels around their love interest is the same way he feels around you. Is he in love with you?! It seems so and you have just recently come to the same conclusion as him.

Soon he’s all over you, following you everywhere. Tomura pushes open your door every night and snuggling up to you. He’ll purr and nuzzle into you, happy sighs escaping him. Whenever he “accidentally” wakes you up, you never get mad at him. You just cuddle him and talk all night, giggling and talking until you both fall asleep.

Oddly enough, you‘re oblivious to his feelings for you. Whenever he cuddles with you, you hold back the urge to kiss him on the lips. You don’t want him to feel awkward around you. Soon he starts acting strange without any change in behavior from you. He stops coming in your room at night and wont come out of his room.

You don't want to be overbearing, so you give him space...for a while. Meanwhile, in his room, Tomura is lying naked on the bed, panting and sweating. He feels strange, just like he did when he was watching that movie. He doesn't understand what‘s happening to his body but when he humps his pillow it feels like an itch is being scratched. The first time he cums he‘s terrified and lets out a scared “meow!”

But it feels so good. The feeling doesn't go away, so he decides the only solution is to keep humping. Soon he‘s limp but still grinding his hips on the poor pillow. He takes deep whiffs of your sweater, huffing it like a drug. His tongue is lolling out of his mouth and his eyes are rolling back in his head. He‘s starting to hurt down there but he just can't stop cumming.

Oh, why can't he reach the phone you left in his room? Why is his voice too hoarse to call out to you? Tomura is scared. He can’t eat or sleep. Sweat has soaked into the mattress and his poor little cock is starting to hurt. You‘re getting worried too so you wander up to his room and callout to him, pressing your ear to the door.

“y/n meow,” he calls out hoarsely, almost a whisper.

All you can hear are desperate whines and moans. Is Tomura...in heat? Oh, your poor kitty is probably in so much pain! You have to help him, so you open the door and see him. It is a pathetic (yet erotic) sight. He looks so desperate. He‘s crying and looks so scared. Tomura just whines and reaches out to you even though he‘s far away.

“Oh, sweetheart,” you whisper.

You walk over to him and scoop him up, sitting him on your lap. He continues to try and hump you, but you can tell how much his poor dick hurts. You hug him tightly, feeling guilty that you took so long to check on him.

Tomura tugs at your shirt, he can't figure out why he wants you to take off your clothes, but he does. You oblige, ready to do anything your sweet kitten wants. When he sees your top half naked, he feels his cock beg for you. He starts to tug aimlessly at your pants, and you take them off, once again, all too eager to please.

He doesn't have any sexual knowledge, but he has instincts, pure carnal instincts that tell him just how to breed his mate’s tight pussy. Tomura grabs your hips, his claws accidentally puncturing the skin. You yelp as he pulls you on top of him. When he slams you down onto his long fat cock he doesn't get the rush of pleasure he expected.

He's hit with an extreme amount of pain and lets out a panicked meow. You lift yourself off of him quickly, and Tomura misses the feeling of your cunt even though it caused him so much pain. He paws at you, but you keep him from shoving himself in you again.

“Tomura,” you say softly, “you need to calm down; you're hurting yourself,”

“Meow! need!” he cries.

“So needy,” you mutter, “youre just gonna hurt yourself,”

“Don’t care! Need!” he begs.

“Hold on,” you say, getting up and ignoring the insistent pawing at your shirt as he whines.

You rifle through your drawers until you find the dildo you got and the free strap-on attachment that came with it. You smile and gran some lube; this is exactly what you need for your pretty kitty. He watches with curious eyes and blown out pupils due to pure lust.

“Let's give your poor cock a break,” you say.

He nods, but where are you going to put that? You climb onto the bed with him, and he hugs you, sucking on your tit. He feels so at peace. Your boobs are so soft and pretty. He wants to stay like this forever. But when Tomura feels those nimble fingers of yours start to trail across his lower back just above his ass he shivers.

He leaves open-mouthed kisses across your chest; he lets them get sloppy and wet as you rub his back.

“Need,” he whispers again, eyes half-lidded.

You tilt Tomura’s head up and give him his first proper kiss. He's seen this in movies and knows you're supposed to say “I love you” after...right? He doesn't know the full meaning of the three little words he's about to say.

“I love you y/n,” he says when you pull away.

“I love you too,” you say, taken aback just a bit.

He gives you a love-drunk smile and tries to rut against your thigh but yelps again, remembering how sensitive he is.

“C’mere pretty kitty,” you coo, “lay on your back for me,”

He nods and lays on his back, painfully aware of how exposed he is to your careful, calculating eyes. He starts purring when you muzzle your head into his neck. Are you going to mark him?! Do you really want him to be your mate?! Oh, he hopes so! He smiles, and his breathing picks up, but his ears flatten on his head when you pull away.

“No mate meow?” Tomura asks, face falling.

For the first time all day, he feels his cock soften sadly. He doesn't understand the look of confusion on your face and tears up a bit.

“I'm not sure I understand,” you say, brushing some hair out of his face and feeling guilty when you see his teary eyes.

“I want you to mark me,” he says, bottom lip quivering, “please meow?”

Your eyes widen, “oh,” maybe you did learn something useful in school, “of course honey,”

You lean down again, unsure of how hard to bite his neck. You can tell exactly where you're supposed to bite. A strong musky smell radiates from the side of his neck and you decide to sink your teeth in until you break skin. When you do, he sighs happily at the feeling of your admittedly dull teeth (in comparison to his) in his neck.

“Mate,” he purrs.

You pull away when you can tell he's satisfied. He pulls you in for another kiss, tasting some of his blood on your tongue. He doesn't notice your fingers traveling to the bottle of lube on the bed and pumping some onto your fingers. He does notice when you start to rub around where you're not supposed to.

“Hey! What are you doing, meow?!” Tomura says, squirming at the strange new sensation.

When you find your mark and circle his asshole, any objections he just made the in the past. When he feels your finger begin to sink into his tight hole, he sighs happily. He isn't supposed to be the one getting penetrated, but he can't help how much he loves the feeling of your finger wiggling around inside of him.

When you add in another finger, he meows happily, grinding on your fingers. All this pleasure without the pain, what has he done to deserve this? To deserve you? Tomura’s back arches as he moves his hips; he can feel himself coming to a different kind of climax, but you pull away right when he's on the edge.

He looks up at you with pleading eyes and trembling thighs. He sees you putting that strange liquid on something much larger and gulps. He feels his asshole gape around nothing, waiting for something to fill it up.

“Is that going inside me, meow?” he asks nervously.

“It won't hurt,” you say, cupping his face, “i promise,”

Tomura gulps but nods. He trusts you. When the head of the dildo pushes into him he's tense and panting already.

“You have to relax,” you whisper in his ear, “be a good boy and relax,”

He tries, letting the nervous knot in his stomach untangle. His breathing slows as you push in more of the dildo. It starts to feel good, having you in some of him, and it's even better when the head of the dildo hits a spot that makes him mewl. He wraps his arms around your neck and pulls you down to him, causing you to poke his prostate again.

He moans and buries his face in your neck, purring loudly. You start to move your hips at an agonizingly slow pace. You worm your arms under him and hold him close while you help him adjust. He's planting and mewling happily.

“Love you,” he moans, “I love you so much y/n,”

“I love you too, Tomura,” you whisper, kissing the shell of his ear.

“It's so good,” he groans, “you're amazing meow. The perfect mate,”

“Yeah?” you say, too focused to respond.

He nods, “the best ever,”

You keep thrusting, speeding up just a bit. That makes Tomura yelp happily. His tongue lolls out as he smiles. There's not one thought behind those beautiful red eyes—just pure pleasure. It's taking over his entire body and he can't help but meow happily.

He likes to think of himself as more refined than most hybrids. More human, but all he can think of now is how wonderful being your little kitty is.

“I'm gonna cum,” he whimpers, “gonna cum, meow”

His dick quivers, and his asshole clenches as cum spurts out of him, but it's still not enough. To satiate his desires, he needs to be inside of you when he cums. When you pull out of him slowly and remove the strap on, he bites the bullet and plunges into you, ignoring the pain that makes him sob and absolutely hammers into you.

You're helpless underneath him as he has his way with you. You can't deny how good he feels inside of you. Tomura hates how long he's lasting. He needs to get this over with, although having you cum on his cock would be pretty nice. When he feels you worm your fingers down to your clit he starts to be thankful he hasn't lost his mind and cum yet.

That look on your face makes him so happy. He wants you to be happy. He wants you to cum, so he holds out until you milk his cock with your cunt. And when he lets go it's heavenly. The itch has been scratched, and he collapses on top of you, purring as his tail twitches. You scratch behind his ears to help him get some much-needed rest.

It works nearly immediately, and your sweet kitty is asleep in mere minutes. You love Tomura more than you can put into words, and he loves his pretty little mate. His adorable little y/n.

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olivia-anderson-fanfic · 3 years

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Satisfied, Part 54

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The lady’s watch beeped.

Marinette grinned as she pushed herself off of the couch. She dug into her bag and handed over a wad of cash. “Thanks, Linda.”

“Of course.” She watched the woman count it and then put it in her pocket. “I’ll see you next week.”

“Nah, I’m going to see my better therapist.”

Linda rolled her eyes. “Harley lets you give in to unhealthy coping mechanisms, that doesn’t make her better.”

“Lalalalala! Not listening!” Said Marinette, ducking out the door.

“Right! Don’t forget your homework! Five more good things about yourself!”

“Oh nooooooo you’re too far away I can’t hear you!”

Linda groaned. “Ladybug, please.”

She sighed and stopped. She turned around, flashing a small smile. “Fiiiiiine, I’ll do it.”

“And they can’t have anything to do with how you help others.”

Marinette cursed. “I should have kept walking.”

“Too late! Have a good week!”

She spun on her heel and threw a wave over her shoulder. “You too!”

“And tell Red Robin to stop by!”

“Will do!”

She hummed lightly and ducked into an ally. “Spots off,” she said. She opened her jacket pocket and let Tikki fly in. She’d stopped using her purse to hold the kwami a few years back when a guy had attempted to steal it and she’d nearly given away her identity trying to get it back. Besides, she never had to open her pocket, so there was no stress when she was paying for something.

She pulled a normal yoyo from her pocket and started playing with it as she walked out the other side.

Marinette glanced up and grinned as she spotted the familiar yellow and black outfits. Signal, Orphan, and Queen Bee had recently started doing daytime patrols. Crime had dramatically decreased since, and Bruce was more than a little bitter that he hadn’t thought about it.

She gave a tiny wave and grinned when they sent some of their own. Marinette had given up on trying to keep the fact that she was friends with pretty much every vigilante in Gotham a secret. It turns out you don’t have to worry about people coming after you to hurt your powerful friends when they are, in fact, afraid of said powerful friends.

She heard her phone go off in her pocket and grinned. Also, the publicity was amazing for her business. That was also good.

She grinned and opened a portal under herself, dropping into the Siren’s living room.

“Hey, darlin’,” said Harley, who was far too used to this by now to even blink.

“Kid’s here?” Asked a Catwoman from the kitchen.

“No. I was talking to the plants,” said Harley sarcastically.

Poison Ivy glanced up from watering her plants. “Hilarious. But please do, they grow better when you talk to them every day.”

Catwoman sighed. “Whatever. What do you want to eat, kid?”

Marinette plopped down on the couch. “I’m not a kid. I wasn’t even a kid when you met me.”

“Oh?”

“Yes!”

“Then why don’t you tell us your identity to prove it?”

She rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at Catwoman. “Do I look like I’m under eighteen?”

“Do I look like I’m older than thirty?” Catwoman retorted. When she saw the small smirk forming on Marinette’s face she quickly cut her off: “Don’t answer that.”

She huffed. “Think about it. It’s been ten years, do you really think I was eight when we met?”

“Who knows. Human kids all look the same to me.”

Marinette groaned. “I’m not -- you know what? I don’t care anymore.”

“You do, though,” cooed Harley.

A scowl made its way onto her face. “Whatever. Can I use the misty-thingy?”

Poison Ivy handed it over and Marinette spritzed Catwoman. The woman hissed and batted it away.

“I’m choosing dinner,” she said dangerously as she disappeared to the kitchen.

Marinette fought between the instincts to laugh and curse, handing the spritzer back to Poison Ivy. She rested her head on Harley’s lap and smiled to herself as the woman started to braid her hair.

“We still on for that raid on Sunday?” Asked Poison Ivy.

“Sure. I’ll see if I can get Red Hood to go.”

Harley laughed. “I’m sure Batman wouldn’t be too happy about that.”

“Has that ever stopped him before?”

“True, true.”

Catwoman emerged with what looked like a burnt brick. She dropped a plate of it onto Marinette’s lap.

“Eat up, kid.”

She went a little pale as she stared at the food in front of her.

“Well, you see, about that...” She opened a portal under herself and disappeared.

She heard a click from her earpiece and flicked it on.

“Right, found one. Looks like a normal mugging,” said Jason.

“Location?” Asked Damian.

Jason gave his general area and sighed. “Right. I’m heading in.”

She listened in on the fight as she hopped from rooftop to rooftop.

Ever since Dick had taken up the Batman mantle (Bruce had, for the most part, retired), he’d made a few changes to patrols.

The first thing he’d done was make it mandatory that they communicate when and where they were getting in fights and transmit the audio. There had been the usual amount of backlash that arises when the bats are asked to do something for their own good, but they’d stopped complaining that it wasn’t necessary when Tim had walked into the manor for coffee with a knife sticking out of his side.

(She was pretty sure that he’d done that on purpose, but whatever.)

Next, he’d set up rotations so people actually got sleep some nights. They switched between two teams. The first (and best) was made up of Jason, Marinette, and Damian. The rest of the time it would be Dick, Tim, and -- occasionally -- Bruce. Most criminals opted for nights with the second team. She never could figure out why --.

They heard the click of Jason’s gun and Dick’s voice cut in: “Don’t kill them!”

Jason scoffed. “What’re you gonna do if I do?”

“I… Mari, tell him not to kill them.”

“Jason --,” she began.

“I’ll buy you a coffee.”

“-- is a grown adult who can make his own decisions.”

She could practically feel Jason’s smirk as Dick cursed.

“Damn, why are you so easy to buy? I’ll... um…”

Bruce cut in: “I’ll build a starbucks in the room next to yours.”

Her eyes widened. “Jason, if you pull that trigger I will never talk to you again.”

“You wouldn’t be able to stay away.”

“Try me.”

There was a short silence and then the click of a safety turning back on. Jason mumbled about how it wasn’t fair, along with a lot of other colorful things.

Marinette, however, was grinning.

She slipped into the house and yawned.

Damian looked up from where he was petting Chaton on the couch.

She raised her eyebrows. “Not even gonna detransform?”

He sunk into his hooded jacket. “It’s comfy.”

Marinette rolled her eyes. “Whatever, give me my cat back.”

“He’s our cat.”

She huffed. “He’s my cat. Give him back.”

“Why don’t we let him choose?”

She scoffed lightly and crossed her arms over her chest. “Not while you’re still Kitten.”

“I told you to call me BatCat!”

“And I told you that I’d rather you beat me to death with a spoon.”

He stuck his tongue out at her and detransformed. They set the cat between the two of them and made cooing noises.

Chaton went to Damian without even sparing her a glance.

“Traitor,” she murmured.

Both of their phones went off and they checked them.

Ah. The Thesmartones chat. It included Riddler and every bat except for Dick

The partners both groaned and opened the chat.

Riddleboye: Can one of you test my new escape room?

Her phone blew up and she glanced at the different chat. Whohastodoriddlersriddlethistime.

Queenbee: Not it

Therealdamianwayne: Not it.

Bruecbrucewayne: not it

Redhoodiewastaken: not it :)

Brucesfavorite: not it

Coffeeismygirlfriendmarinetteismywife: Not it!

Imsurroundedbyidiots: Not it

She groaned when she realized she was the only one who hadn’t done it yet.

Notsleepingwasaconsciousdecision: i hate you all

Damian had the audacity to laugh. She sent him a tiny glare and kicked him in the side. He cursed and she was only saved from his wrath by the cat currently resting on his stomach.

She went back to the original chat.

Notsleepingwasaconsciousdecision: im free monday night

Riddleboye: Thanks!

Notsleepingwasaconsciousdecision: its fine see you then

She raised her eyebrows as she stepped into the room and saw Tim awake, clicking away at his laptop. This wasn’t exactly new (far from it, really) but it was still sometimes, somehow, surprising.

She changed into her now well-worn hoodie and crawled into bed. She picked up her newest project, a new costume for Red Hood, and started stitching.

He wrapped an arm around her and drew her close so he could type.

She rested her head against his chest. She stitched in time with his heartbeat.

Her eyes glanced over his screen and she sighed lightly. “No information yet?”

He shook his head. “Nope, still don’t know how to help lower his cortisol levels back to normal. There’s nothing on it.”

“Yeah, it’s almost as if no one else on Earth has Scarecrow’s problem.”

This earned an eye roll. He closed the many tabs on cortisol inhibitors and pulled up a spreadsheet for work. “It’s always ‘reduce stress!’ and ‘take fish oil!’ and other things that we’ve already tried.”

“Yeah, but there’s nothing else we can do. We just have to hope that his therapist can help him work through it.” She blinked. “That reminds me: Linda said that you need to see her.”

“But I don’t have to see her again until Wednesday!”

She rolled her eyes. “It’s Thurs -- actually…” She checked her phone. “Friday. It’s Friday.”

Tim cursed. “So, that’s what I forgot.”

“What, the week day or the therapy session?”

“Both.”

She rolled her eyes.

He pulled away slightly for a second to grab his drink and then handed her a coffee. “Behold. Just the way you like it.”

A blush rose to her cheeks as she took it from him. “Oh, sweetie, you shouldn’t have!”

“Don’t worry about it. I was already making some for myself and yours isn’t hard to make.”

She grinned. “It’s going to be easier to get from now on. I told you I could get Bruce to buy us a coffee shop.”

He huffed and rested his chin atop her head. “Shut up.”

“Eloquent.” She teased. “Anyways, I think I’ve achieved favorite kid status.”

Tim laughed. “Please, bean. You’re not even his favorite daughter. Remember that time he bought Cass an entire police station’s equipment?”

She rolled her eyes and set down her project so she could cross her arms over her chest. “Shut up.”

“Eloquent,” he said, a cheeky grin on his face.

She laughed and tipped her head back to press a kiss to his lips. “I’ve decided I’m getting a divorce.”

He finally set his computer down, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her onto his lap. “You wouldn’t. You love me.”

She smiled and reached up, cupping his cheeks in her hands. “I do.”

Marinette pulled him down for another kiss.

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Holy shit. It’s over.

Right, I’m going to get sappy for a minute so if you don’t want that then I would like to just thank you for reading! You can stick around if you’d like and if not then I hope you have a good life! <3

Okay, now for the emotions stuff.

For context, I’ve been writing a book for the better part of three years. Writing a book is... hard. Shocking, I know. But, in all seriousness, I’m not even halfway through.

I was getting really burned out on writing, and one of my creator friends suggested I do a ‘break project’. I didn’t want to jump into another book but I wanted to keep writing, so I said ‘fuck it I’ll go back to my roots fanfiction it is’.

I’d been reading a lot of Daminette lately, so I decided to put my own spin on the ship and write a cute fluffy fanfiction of around 30k words. Ha.

But, seriously, this project has been really therapeutic for me. It’s showed me that I can actually write a decent story, that people enjoy my writing, that I don’t need to go back and change things constantly...

This was kind of supposed to be a one-time thing and then I was going to disappear, but I found myself actually enjoying writing fanfiction.

I don’t know.

The plan is now to continue. I have another fic that I’m currently plotting out. It won’t be daily uploads, because each ‘chapter’ is going to be an arc in itself and I don’t want to rush that. I’m not going to give too much of it away, but it’s another mlb x dcu crossover so stick around if you want some of that.

Since I’m still in the planning phase and all the chapters are going to take ages, I’m opening up requests. Feel free to submit a prompt. Or ask me questions if you’d like. I’ll answer in 2-3 business months.

With love,

‘Olivia’

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atsumiyass · 3 years

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With this Song Pt.1

hey guys !! this wasnt a request but we wanted to get something on the page so here it is, hope you enjoy !! - venus

Satori Tendou x F!Reader (soulmate au)

warnings: none

part 2 here !!

You never truly believed in soulmates. The thought of having one never pleased you anyways. I mean, shouldn’t you be able to choose who you would spend the rest of your life with? It just didn’t sit right with you. Either way, the moment you turned 18 during your 3rd year of high school, your parents told you about how you and your soulmate could hear when and what each other sang, and that would be how they could identify who you were. You didn’t really linger on the thought for too long, more pushing it to the side and leaving it for later. Ontop of graduating in a matter of a few months, final exams, and managing your school’s volleyball club, you didn’t need anything else to worry about.

The next time you were at school your friends asked you a bunch of questions about it, but you brushed it off not wanting to think about the topic. Once you entered your classroom you sat at your desk and put your head down, not getting much sleep the night prior due to your parents constant nagging. “you look horrible” The ash blonde commented as he sat in his desk next to yours. The sound of his voice had you sitting up, an unamused expression on your face. “gee thanks eita…” you mumbled and put your head back down. “I just mean that…you look like you had a rough night. Is everything okay?” he asked in a concerned tone. “yeah its just, this stupid soulmate thing.” You sighed turning in your seat to face him. “I get it, my parents would talk my ear off about it all the time, they’ll leave you alone eventually.” He assured you to which you nodded. A part of you doubted his words considering how involved your parents were with your life. But he had already found his, so it was only a matter of time until you found yours. Before you could think about the matter any further the teacher walked into the classroom as the bell rang and ordered the students to get out materials for the lesson.

The sound of the lunch bell rang through your ears, making you jump a bit since you had been dazing off in class. “You coming? we have lunch practice today.” Semi reminded you as he started packing up his things. “Yeah sure, I’m just gonna get a drink at the vending machine really quick. I’m starving.” You told him. He nodded and walked out of the classroom, you trailing behind and walking in the opposite direction to the vending machine. Once you got there you felt around your bag for your clutch where you kept your money.

To no avail, you had forgotten it at home.

You sighed and closed your bag again. “there goes my somewhat lunch” you mumbled and started walking off. “heyy! y/n-chan~” you heard the familiar voice call out from behind. You turned around you saw the red head skip towards you, money in hand. “Didya forget your money at home? Silly y/n-chan. Your always so forgetful!” he teased, slinging an arm around your shoulders. “was it that obvious?” you laughed and looked away in embarrassment. “aw chin up! Here..” he started, putting money into the machine and pressing two buttons. A chocolate milk and a strawberry milk popping out of it. He handed the pink carton to you with a grin. You looked at him for a second and took the carton from his hand, your fingers lingering for a second before pulling away. “Thanks Satori-kun, I really appreciate it.” You said, giving him a small smile. “Now cmon, we’re gonna be late for practice.” You ushered, pushing the straw inside the carton and sipping on the pink liquid. The red head followed behind, little to your knowledge gazing at you with lovestruck eyes and a smile on his face.

It was now nighttime, and you were helping the boys clean up the gym. Mostly helping Goshiki pick up stray balls and putting them back into the cart. After everyone was done cleaning you informed the boys you would be staying back to fold the uniforms that had just finished drying. “Are you sure you don’t want me to walk you to the dorms l/n-san? I don’t mind staying behind.” Ushijima offered as he picked up his shoes from the floor. “Its no problem Ushijima-san, I’ll be fine walking by myself don’t worry. Have a good night!” You reassured him. He gave a bow in return and walked with Tendou towards the boys dormitories. You walked to the washing room and quietly started singing a song you’ve recently been obsessed with while folding the jerseys.

“He's singing, She's a, she's a lady…”

“And I am just a line without a hook…”

“Oh baby I am a wreck when I’m without you”

“I need you here to stay...”

“What was that Tendou-san? A hook with what?” Ushijima asked, making Tendou chuckle. “No no no Wakatoshi-kun…it’s the song my soulmates been singing a lot lately, they just started singing it again right now.” He explained to which Ushijima nodded. “So do you like the song they’ve gotten stuck inside your head?” Ushijima asked, making tendou smile and look up at the night sky littered with stars.

“yeah…it reminds me of someone special.”

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For the next few weeks, you kept your soulmate to the back of your mind. Not paying too much mind to it considering you had much more important things to worry about. But when you weren’t singing, your soulmate definitely was. They would sing the strangest songs; you were pretty sure they were all made up but either way they were always in your head 24/7. You even caught yourself humming to some at practice. Okay maybe they were a bit catchy…

“Stray!” you heard someone call out, pulling you from your daze as you quickly moved to the side and let the ball hit the wall next to you. “Sorry about that y/n-senpai!” Goshiki quickly exclaimed in fear that you would be angry. You simply waved at him that it was fine and continued with your manager duties. One of them being updating stats, since it was the start of a new month. You grabbed your notebook and your clipboard and started jotting things down. You soon got to Tendou and started changing his stamina and speed stats, along with his height. Once again you started humming your soulmates song without noticing, which striked coach Saitous attention. “Whats that song you’re singing?” he asked which made you jump from surprise. You mentally scolded yourself again for humming it before answering “Just this song my soulmate got stuck in my head.” You laughed and continued to Shirabus stats. “Your soulmate? Well, if anything I thought that was one of Tendous weird songs he likes to sing on the court.” He added which made you abruptly stop writing.

Tendous song? No, it couldn’t be. It sounded nothing like them, it was absurd to think hes my soulmate…I mean, I’ve never heard him hum one of my songs, and even if he has I’m sure it’s just a coincidence since we hang around each other a lot-’ your thoughts stopped as you heard the coaches voice again “It seems as though you have some thinking to do y/n-san. But whatever it is, please don’t let it affect the team. I wish you luck on finding your soulmate.” He stated before getting up and calling a 10-minute break. You processed his words for a couple more seconds before scrambling to get the water bottles and towels. Passing them out to each player, coach Saitous words still lingered in your mind.

“Heya y/n-chan?! Im talking to you!” Tendou said waving his hands frantically in front of your face to get your attention. “H-huh?? Oh sorry I was just thinking.” You said, to which he just laughed and shook his head. “Anyways, I was just wondering if you’ve found your soulmate yet?” He said which had your eyes widening at the unexpected question. “Oh uh..haha yeah well uhh..its not really my main concern at the moment, considering we’re graduating soon and all that-” “but y/n aren’t you eager to know who it is?” He said cutting you off, bringing his face closer to yours. “I-I mean it would be great but its not really my main priority…” you said quietly while looking down at your shoes. “Hm...well I don’t know mine either, and I haven’t even the faintest clue! I just know they love singing this song about a line without a hook. It’s a pretty catchy tune though, Wakatoshi-kun also likes it….” He continued, but you didn’t hear much after that.

It was him. He was your soulmate. There was no denying it. The songs you were singing, were his. The songs he was singing, were yours. It was all coming together. Your close friend of three years, Satori Tendou, was your soulmate. The person you were supposed to spend the rest of your life with. The person you would get married to and have kids with. Oh my gosh, kids with Tendou?!? I bet they would all have red hair…heh…cute…“Anyways, we’ll talk more after practice y/n-chan!” he said which made you meet his gaze. He handed you the towel and water bottle, throwing in a wink on his way back to the court. A feint blush coated your cheeks at the gesture. After sitting back down on the bench thoughts came flooding to your mind so quickly, the main one being…

How you were going to tell him.

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beifongsss · 4 years

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birthday [sero]

Pairing: Sero x reader

Requested?: Yes! a lovely anon said: “Ahh im so happy to hear you're taking bnha requests!!! So recently it was resident tape boys birthday,,, i was wondering if you could do something where it leads into the two slow dancing in his room?? Thank you so much, i really appreciate you taking the time out of your day to crank out amazing works 🥺🥺”

Summary: (late birthday post for this boy) You try to get the Bakusquad to help you set up a small birthday celebration for Sero. It seems to be going as planned but little do you know, Mina’s main goal is to get the two of you to confess your feelings.

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my first time writing for bnha so i’m sorry if it’s not that good! also idk if i’d write for sero again bc it was low key hard

It had been an exhausting day, with you running around trying to keep the Bakusquad under control.

You had been planning Sero’s surprise birthday party and the hardest part about it was making sure that everyone acted as though you had forgotten that there was something to celebrate. There had been many close calls, with Kaminari almost asking him what flavor cake he wanted and Kirishima almost shouting a loud ‘happy birthday!’ when Sero first walked into class.

You had been quick to jump over his desk, slapping your hand across his mouth and earning yourself multiple confused looks as you tried to explain that it was a new game you and Kirishima were playing. It was the dumbest excuse ever and you could hear Bakugou cackling in the background but Sero hadn’t commented, instead choosing to give you a worried nod before slipping into his chair.

As soon as the bell had rung, you had sprinted out of the classroom, pulling Bakugou along behind you as you motioned for Kirishima and Kaminari to distract Sero. Even though Bakugou muttered multiple profanities under his breath as he followed you, he dutifully helped you pick out the materials you needed, claiming that if he was being forced to attend some shitty party he was going to make sure that it wouldn’t be a bad one.

Sneaking back into the dorms was the hardest part and you could faintly hear Sero in the common room as he asked Mina where you were. Truth be told, he was pretty upset. He had been waiting for this day for months, ever since you promised him that you would spend his birthday with him doing whatever he wanted. Now that the day had arrived, you were nowhere to be found and he was wondering why you had told him that and then gone back on your word.

You rushed into the kitchen to check on Sato, who had happily agreed to bake a cake for Sero, before sneaking into the elevator. Once you had reached Sero’s floor, you managed to sneak into his room, knowing that he always left it unlocked because he hated carrying his key around. Even with Bakugou’s condescending comments, the two of you managed to set up pretty quickly. Balloons were floating around the room, some covering the ground along with some confetti. There were streamers hung up all around the room, a sparkly banner positioned right above his bed displaying the two words you were yet to tell your crush friend.

Once you were done with the set up, you stepped back, brushing your hands off as you looked around in wonder.

“Thanks, Bakugou,” you said, smiling at the grumpy boy. “This is gonna be great, I can already tell.”

Bakugou simply scoffed before throwing himself onto Sero’s bed. Shaking your head, you went back down to the kitchen, grabbing Mina’s attention beforehand. She joined you in the kitchen, the two of you praising Sato for his amazing work on Sero’s birthday cake. After handing the cake over to Mina, she went up to his room and you went into the common room. Kaminari and Kirishima exchanged a subtle glance as you nodded at them and they quickly said their goodbyes to Sero before heading up to his room as well. You sighed softly as you plopped down onto the couch, leaning your head on Sero’s shoulder. He glanced down at you, smiling softly when you reached up to scratch the tip of your nose.

“Don’t think I’ve forgotten,” you said, breaking the silence first. Sero’s heart swelled at your words before shrinking back down again when you continued speaking. “We have that quiz tomorrow and you haven’t studied.”

Sero’s smile dropped in annoyance and you had to stop yourself before you could apologize and tell him that you did indeed remember his birthday. You shuffled off the couch, heading to the elevator before turning around. “You coming? We can study in your room. I’ll even let you pick the music!”

He trailed after you quietly, trying to hide his disappointment as the elevator ascended. When you reached his room, you stood behind him, earning you a confused glance because he knew that you knew that his room was unlocked. So why weren’t you opening it?

“Surprise!”

Sero stumbled back slightly as he looked around his room. Bakugou was still on his bed, a scowl on his face as he scrolled through his phone. Kaminari and Kirishima were wearing party hats, party horns being held between their lips as they made a racket. Mina was standing in the middle of the room, a large smile on her face as she held a delicious-looking cake. The rest of your classmates were also there, each of them holding a gift and chanting ‘happy birthday!’.

“Happy birthday, tape boy,” you said softly, wrapping your arms around him from behind. You were smiling widely, happy that things had gone according to plan no matter how many times your friends had almost ruined the surprise. Sero turned around and hugged you tightly, his heart leaping into his throat as he realized you had done this all for him.

“Thank you,” he whispered, grinning widely before turning to face his friends.

The party went well, both you and Sero flitting from group to group but never quite spending any time together. Everyone was aware of the lingering glances you would send to each other and as day turned into evening, everyone began to make excuses and leave, making sure to wish Sero a final ‘happy birthday’ before they left. Eventually, it was only the Bakusquad left and you had fun filming a silly unwrapping video of each of Sero’s gifts. After that was done, Bakugou was the first to leave, stating that it was way too late and that he needed to sleep. Kaminari was the next to go, saying that Yaoyorozu had agreed to give him a late night review session for the upcoming test.

After a few more minutes, Mina let out a fake yawn and tugged Kirishima off of the ground. She sent you a sly smile, pausing at the door and turning to face Sero.

“Well it’s getting late, we should go,” she said, smiling sweetly before turning back to you. “See you tomorrow (Y/N/N) don’t forget to tell Sero that thing you mentioned. Bye!”

The door shut before either of you could react and you laughed nervously before turning to face Sero. He was looking at you, eyebrows furrowed in confusion as you drifted back into his room.

“What was she talking about?”

“N-Nothing!” you squeaked, turning away from him and flopping onto his bed. “We really should do some studying though.”

Sero hummed, not replying to you before he turned and opened up his laptop. He connected to his speakers before turning his chair to face you. “So what do you wanna listen to?”

“Whatever you want,” you replied, glad that he was choosing to ignore Mina’s words. “I told you I’d let you pick the music!”

You pulled out your notebook, smiling as you heard Sero mutter to himself. After a few seconds of silence, he let out a sound of approval and you perked up as you heard soft music fill the room.

“Well that’s a bit different from your usual music choices,” you teased, frowning slightly when Sero didn’t reply. You turned around, seeing him standing a few inches away from you and causing you to jump. “Geez, Sero. Give me a little warning next time!”

Wordlessly, Sero held his hand out and you took it, giving him a questioning gaze. He pulled you forward and you stumbled slightly, falling into his chest as he led you to the center of the room. He chuckled at you before placing your hands around his neck and putting his own around your waist. You hesitantly laid your head on his shoulder, your heart pounding as the two of you started swaying softly to the music.

“Thank you,” Sero said softly, his voice barely louder than the music.

“What for?” you replied.

“Everything.”

“It’s your birthday, silly,” you said. “I wouldn’t have forgotten it. You deserve to be celebrated.”

Sero was glad that you couldn’t see his face as he broke into a bright blush. Still holdin you close, he cleared his throat before speaking again. “Not just for that. I mean for everything, (Y/N). You do so much for me. But yes, thank you for today as well.”

You pulled back slightly, smiling up at Sero. “You do so much for me too, Sero. I love you.”

The music faded for a few seconds as the previous song ended and the new one began. The silence was overwhelming and you felt yourself flush under Sero’s gaze as you realized what you had just said. Before you could fully pull away and run to your room to hide, Sero carefully cupped your cheek and leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips before nudging your head back to its spot on his shoulder.

“Is that what Mina wanted you to tell me?” he asked, laughing softly when you nodded. “I love you too.”

“Happy birthday, Sero,” you said, closing your eyes as you enjoyed the moment.

“Happy birthday to me indeed.”

A few hours later, Mina Ashido was rushing through the dorms when she realized that she didn’t have her phone. She didn’t bother to knock as she burst into Sero’s room, immediately locating the device and placing it in her pocket.

“Sorry for just bursting..” Mina began, turning to face Sero but trailing off when she saw the two of you curled up in his bed sound asleep. “In.”

Smiling, she fished her phone out of her pocket and snapped a few pictures before sprinting out of the room to locate Kirishima and Kaminari, making sure to close the door quietly as she left. She couldn’t help but giggle wildly as she showed everyone the picture, knowing that when you awoke the next morning you would be pissed. But she could deal with that.

She was just happy that her two friends had finally gotten together.

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word-addict-lisette · 3 years

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Dear Lisette,

I am back in you inbox, yay! How was your day? How's life? How's school?

I am really mad because we had this piece of work and it was like "pen down your idea on this statement, 'i can do whatever i want on the internet as long as i don't get caught' and i put down my thoughts which were 'this statement is true, i stand by it and you can do whatever you like as long as you don't get caught and don't own up' and then people were like throwing shade at me and i looked at it. I have 5 comments.

My teachers tried to delete it, my classmates literally lectured me and then she read it out loud and the whole class went looking for that one note i made. In the comments, people are spelling my name in caps. It was my opinion, and oh, look all of them are basically hypocrites. Let me just say, these people make me uncomfortable, they don't talk about exactly nice things or approriate things and they are all commenting ( without names too may i add) like "KAT, THAT'S NOT HOW THINGS WORK!" but with my real name and just arghhh.

Also if my teachers wanted me to say, "no, that isn't the right thing to do," or any other answer that the others provided them with, they shouldn't have asked for my opinion. They should have just forced us all to just type the same thing. The other people all wrote like, "no, its unethical and bad" or "False, no, its bad" and stuff like that, filmsy evidence and elaboration. I HAVE MORALS, i am just saying the truth. I feel like the victim of a hate crime. People don't like me enough already, i am a very intresting person, uh, yeah, we are gonna stop there.

Enjoy the rant i guess? I don't know? I am sorry for loading on you but there's a little extra rant so uh, yeah. im just gonna take this out, one sec.

Ok, so uh my teacher was like, next week, we are making pancakes. Fluffy pancakes. It was changed to pancakes without eggs? and now we have to make it ourselves, at home. Where do i get flour? What do i do with the extra flour? I don't know how to cook at all, my partner who has been extremely controlling and like kinda driving me insane, ( ahem i did the whole coursework) also she uses my friend's name for everything? Like, bestie i was literally helping out and you went all, "Oh you don't want (friend's name) to see you burnt right?". Obviously i don't but if i burnt down my house, she wouldn't be surprised. I BURNT MYSELF LAST YEAR, SHE SAW ME BURN MYSELF. Well, my friend burnt me and then the week after that, she burnt herself.

This happens a lot. Also, the very common questions and statements of, "Are you straight?" , "aren't you and (friend's name) dating?", "you guys would make such a cute couple" , " aren't you bi?" and "i thought the two of you were dating," there is nothing wrong with being bi but i am not attracted to her like that. So, they use her for leverage over me to get me to do what they want and also think im dating her? If we were dating, we would both be homeless. I like my house. This doesn't only happen with her. I once got shipped with my brother. I hugged him and some guy was like, "oh you guys like each other," that was awkward. Can i just add, a lot of people like majority of that community know we are siblings.

I also get shipped with his best friend, thanks to a rumor my brother made up. So, sometimes, i would get like comments like, "oh, you like him" or "(brother's name) told me that you and (brother's best friend) are dating," we are not dating. WE ARE JUST REALLY GOOD FRIENDS. I LIKE A FICTIONAL CHARACTER. LEAVE ME ALONE. Also, everytime i have a picture of a guy on my phone or something my cousin just has to tell my brother. THEY ARE STREAMERS. ONE IS OF V FROM BTS SO I CAN TRAMATISE MY FRIEND.

Everytime i cry, someone comes in my room. It is so annoying. LEAVE ME ALONE, I WANT TO CRY. This is why i started reading sad books, listening to sad songs, watching sad movies so i have a reason to cry. There was this once, i wasnt selected to be part of my choir's competition and i was sad about it because i didn't feel good enough. THEY SAID I WASN'T GOOD ENOUGH. So, i cried but it wasn't enough so i read the saddest book i could find so i had a reason to cry but by that time, my feelings were gone. This is why i get breakdowns when im overwhelmed because of all this. You know how old i am. I have to deal with this and the pressure of always wanting to be perfect. What else can i do? I am not pretty or smart or talented or have friends, i have like 6 friends and nobody ever keeps me company. So, i focus on being perfect. 100%, i deal with not having any attention because my parents didn't pay me any attention just because i was "independent" or something?

Did i mention, i babysit all my siblings? I am the second child. I baby-sit my older brother. I am sleep-deprived because i can't sleep well at night and i constantly worry about everything and i have to take care of all my friends and it is so exhausting. Yet, i can not cry.

Thanks for staying with me through whatever that was. Uh, yeah, i took the quiz and got chaotic academia. That is my aesthetic. I really want one of those fancy skirts they wear like on pintrest and stuff? Like you know what i mean? The academia skirt? Yeah, i don't have one yet.

Question of the day, what is your dream profession or you could answer my other question which is what would you want to look like? Or you could answer both?

Ok, thank you again. i am gonna go study. Love and hugs and just literal joy sent your way!

- Kat, the ultimate dino mom of Leo, Billy Bob, Jessica, Sophie, Jackson, Sarah, Lily, the Micheals and all her other kids. (Jessica, Sophie and Jackson are mailboxes and Lily is a computer, Micheal is my screwdriver and laptop pencil, there are two micheals.)

Dear Kat,

It's really good to see you in my inbox. I'm sorry for replying late, but exams really had occupied my schedule today and I got my Saturday exam tomorrow. This week is going to be stressful and today's day has been pathetic. I had nothing to do except study and write exams. I feel like I haven't really been social recently and That I'm losing touch with people that I used to be close with and basically I'm letting overthinking take over my mind.

That is so sick. Why is someone's genuine opinion bothering them so much? I totally wouldn't be able to tolerate that. They ought to understand that there is a fine line between a fact and an opinion, and what you stated was just an OPINION. they have no right whatsoever to come at you like that. I totally agree... the teachers ought to have not asked for your opinion if all they desired was a particularly specific answer which opposed the statement. one of the reasons I hate the schooling system has to be THIS. people who are putting comments like that ought to realize that what you stated is exactly what they do in real life. They just want to be seen as the good kid here. At least you have the guts enough to speak the truth.

Miss! You don't have to worry about ranting out to me. You can rant to me for days and I'd still listen. Just go on ranting nobody is stopping you.

Ahhh! I've had that happen to me. I really understand how tough that can be. I really really hate being shipped with someone who I am just platonically friends with like you've got no valid proof to believe that we are romantically involved with each other. I've burnt myself plenty of times too. It's not a pleasant experience. Plus I also hate having controlling partners. Cause all they do is boss you around while they are barely doing a thing. It sucks.

Why? Just why? Why does it even matter to them? Who you date and what your sexuality is, is none of their business. I have no idea why people concern themselves with topics that really don't involve them. It's like people are just ready to make gossip out of anything. A person can't have a bestie without not liking them? I don't get what's so difficult to understand about that. I hate it when I'm casually talking to a guy and people start shipping us and start spreading rumors of us being in a romantic relationship. Another thing they do is, if a person likes me, they automatically assume that I like him back when I've barely even ever spoken to that guy. And yes! I like fictional characters! Don't even assume I like any of you fools cause You idiots bully me and ship me with total crackheads... And my standards are good enough for me to not include you guys in my list of *appropriate candidates* which consists of non-existent people.

Similarly, the moment I'm chatting with some guy, or like have a pic with someone on my mobile phone people just assume that fact that I'm crushing on him. Like no! I don't. We are friends... the others are celebrities, Why can't you understand that? I can't imagine how thick their skull must be considering they can't let a small statement like that sink in.

The crying thingy... I feel personally attacked. Nobody lets me do anything in peace, let alone crying. I literally use the washroom in my room and even my sister comes in there just banging on the door asking me to get the heck out of there and go somewhere else, like can't she use the other two washrooms or what? I like listening to sad stuff and reading angst cause somehow or the other it calms me down... it makes me feel at peace cause I know I'm not the only one who feels like crying. I've got a lot of friends, nobody remembers my birthday, I remember all of theirs'. They don't even text me, It's always me who takes the first step. All my friends just want me by their side cause I'm a smartass they want to show off as a trophy and cause I've got much better sarcasm than them. They just want to benefit from me. That's all. GOD, I'm not pretty at all. I look like a random idiot all the time. I look pathetic. And I lack talent... And you! I warned you, miss! You are pretty, beautiful, talented, smart, friendly, caring, kind and THE BEST!!!

I've never been given attention. Never ever. My sister has always stolen the spotlight. And I hate it. Not even my friends acknowledge me, my parents just ehhhhh. No matter how good I score, No matter how good I behave, No matter what. I'm just never good enough. My parents think of me as a rebellious kid. And I don't know what to do about that. All I've ever done is listen to them. My parents never allowed me to go out and play with my friends when I was a kid, they never let me go on overnight trips, and they barely let me spend time with the few friends I have. They never let me go to outings my school friends planned. Despite that, I never complained. I never had good friends because of that, yet I never complained. A lot of kids my age roam around in shopping malls by themselves, have sleepovers, spend money, roam around with tons of makeup on their faces, are in relationships, and even get into illegal shit. I've never done anything Like that. And yet... I'm never the good kid. I'm still the rebel.

I've got to take care of my sister almost every day. Get her to study, study myself, take care of myself while tolerating my grandmother. I really don't like my grandma, she s very fussy and just keeps yelling around the house the moment my dad and mom leave the house. I've got sensory overload because of her voice. And now I sit and have an anxiety attack almost every time she speaks. I've always got to strive for perfection as well. And I too can't sleep well at night just cause all the worries of the world, keep weighing me down.

Chaotic academia sounds good. It's the same aesthetic my sister got when I asked her to take the test! And oooh! Me too! I love those skirts and outfits they show on Pinterest. I'd love to have them someday.

My dream profession has to be that of a writer. Or perhaps even running a library. just something cozy. Ohh! I'd love to have brown hair, and I'd want to be tall just a little shorter than What I am right now. I just reached my father's height yesterday. And more or less, I'd like the rest to stay just as it is. and perhaps a lighter shade of skin tone. What about you though?

My question for you! If you were to be stranded on a beach island for a week. Who would you bring with you and how would you spend your time there. You can include whatever elements of nature you want to include like forests, lakes, and all.

Sending love, warmth, hugs, and whatever I have to spare that you would like to you!!!!

-Love from Lisette

P.S. That's an interesting family you've got, right there!

#kat the eccentric(indeed)#sweet sweet asks #dear kat #love from lisette #long post

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oboevallis · 3 years

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Sooo I was re reading hungry part 2 and I saw the part where you wrote about link making Amelia walk around Home Good and Lowe’s while she was heavily pregnant and I was wondering if you could write a fic about that? Hope your staying safe!

rocking chair

thanks so much for the prompt, i had a lot of fun writing this i hope everyone’s doing well and staying safe!

“Hey babe.” Link whispered as he shook his girlfriends shoulder, trying to lull her out of sleep.

“Leave me alone.” She grumbled into the pillow, turning away from him. He chuckled at her grumpiness, shaking her again. “Geez, what do you want?” She snapped.

“We’ve gotta go shopping for the apartment.” They had recently moved into an apartment together, before their son arrived. He was expected to come in 3 weeks and Link wanted to get everything in order while all Amelia wanted to do at this point was curl up into a ball until the baby came.

“Nooooooooo.” She whined turning around to face him.

“We have to. The baby can’t come home to an empty apartment.” Link chuckled at his girlfriends sleepiness.

“We have furniture, and we have baby things, why can’t we just order the other stuff online?”

“First off we’ve waited too long to do this, so stuff won’t get her in time, and secondly you can’t rely on the internet you have to go and see the stuff, and there are DIY projects I want to do. We’ve gotta make this place homey.”

“Hell no Link. I’m not going to walk around the store with you so you can get stuff for projects you’ll never do.”

“Come on babe, it’ll be so much fun. And we can get you a soft pretzel on the way to the store.” Amelia perked up at the mention of a pretzel. After some time Amelia reluctantly agreed to the excursion.

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“Ready babe?” Link asked as he unbuckled his seatbelt.

“Can’t I wait in the car?”

“Come on it’ll be fun.” Amelia rolled her eyes and begrudgingly got out of the car. She held onto her boyfriends arm and leaned against his shoulder, they had just begun and she was already tired.

“What do we need?” She wanted to try and make this excursion as quick as they could, so she wanted to assure she kept him on task.

“I’ve gotta make two key copies, paint for the baby’s room, some tile backsplash for the kitchen, some lightbulbs and a new light fixture for the living room.” The neurosurgeon sighed, she could tell the was going to be a long trip.

“After this can we get a pretzel.”

“I promised didn’t I?” Link chuckled absentmindedly, as he compared paint swatches. “So we decided on light green for the nursery right? Which on do you like better?”

“I don’t care whatever you want.”

“Alright.” Link sighed, staring to realize his girlfriend was going to be of no help. “This one then.”

“No that’s the wrong one.” The neurosurgeon dramatically sighed, picking up the paint swatch she thought would be best in the room.

“I thought you didn’t care?”

“That was when I thought you were gonna make the right choice.” Her boyfriend chuckled wrapping his arm around her.

“Come on this is so much fun isn’t it?” Link asked as they walked through the tile isle, he took out his phone to look at the pictures he took of the kitchen to try and see what would look best in their kitchen.

“No, my feet are swollen, I’m hungry, and I want to take a nap.”

“I promise we’ll get pretzels after this.” He smiled charmingly.

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“Link why do we have to do this?” Amelia complained as she trailed behind her boyfriend in Home Goods. “We have a couch, bed, crib, and changing table at home already this is unnecessary.”

“We’ve got to make it homey, babe.” Link wrapped his arm around her, trying to help her keep up the pace.

“I like our cold cave.”

“See wouldn’t this mirror look cute in the entryway?” Link asked pointing to one on a shelf.

“I don’t care, whatever you want.”

“Come on, lighten up. We’ve gotta make the apartment our home, it’s gotta have a little something.”

“I’ll lighten up once this bowling ball is out of me.” Amelia bit back, starting to lose her patience. Link kept grazing down the aisles, his girlfriend trudging along. “Can’t we sit down?”

“We’re almost done.” He got distracted with another item. The tired neurosurgeon sighed and walked away from him, and towards the front of the store where a bench was. She carefully lowered herself down onto the bench and sighed, she was tempted to fake contractions but she knew Link would take her to the hospital, as she was plotting in excuse an older woman then sat down next to her.

“Your husband drag you here?” The woman asked whilst smiling.

“Yeah.” Amelia chuckled, not bothering to correct the woman that it was her boyfriend.

“My husband drags me here all the time. Any home improvement store for that matter, it’s keen like this our whole marriage. Never made me when I was pregnant though, I would’ve killed him if he did that.” Amelia chuckled, as much as she loved her boyfriend she was at her wits ends with his restlessness. “With the first baby they have all this nervous energy, that they don’t know what to do with, so they do home improvement projects.” Amelia winced at the assumption that this was her first baby. “Our first, she’s 25 now, God that’s crazy to say, but he made this rocking chair himself. I remember we had this big fight, I can’t even remember what about, but I told him to get out. So he went out the front door and I cried and cried thinking he’d actually left, but in actuality he was out back in his shed building that chair. Throughout the years he’s made amazing things for our home but that’s by far my favorite.”

“That’s sweet.” Amelia smiled melting a little bit at the sweet story.

“I lied to you.” The woman said, Amelia crooked her eyebrow; confused. “My husbands dead, I just come here to feel him.”

“I’m so sorry.” Amelia sobered up a bit.

“It’s okay, he died of what the doctors said was something called a brain aneurysm. When the doctors tried to explain it they used all these fancy terms. I think that’s what upset me the most, they could see I was distraught but didn’t even dumb it for me. He was completely healthy, the day before he was at the doctors clean bill of health, how could they of not caught it? For how smart they acted, I couldn’t believe they missed it.”

“Their hard to detect, a lot of the time there are no symptoms, until it’s too late.”

“Oh, are you a doctor? I didn’t mean to offend you.”

“No offense taken, I get it. As interns we’re taught a list of bullet points, and they give you all that crap about being sensitive but that doesn’t resonate with a lot of people, until they’ve lost someone they love.”

“Would you mind explaining to me what a brain aneurysm is?”

“Of course.” Amelia nodded turning to face her a bit better. “There are blood vessels in your brain, and if one of them gets weak, it then kinda acts like a balloon and fills up until it bursts.” The woman simply nodded, indicating she understood, starting to understand better.

“What kind of doctor are you?”

“I’m a neurosurgeon.”

“So you see those all the time?”

“Yeah, I do.”

“Are they ever detected early?”

“It depends. Sadly in most cases it’s too late and the aneurysm bursts, sometimes if it starts leaking you can clip it and fix the issue.”

“Thank you.” The woman nodded, shooting her a sad smile. “May I ask why you became a doctor?”

“Well all my siblings are doctors, so I guess it never really occurred to me to do something else, but I think we’re all doctors because our dad died when we were younger, in some way thinking we could change what happened I guess.”

“It helps when you start to accept the things you can’t change.” Amelia immediately noticed the phrase, it was from the serenity prayer.

“I hope you don’t mind me asking but are you in A.A?”

“I am, I haven’t been in awhile. I know it’s not the best to be in a relationship with another alcoholic but I think we kept each other in check, and were sober for each other.”

“Im in AA too.” Amelia smiled, watching the woman relax a bit. “If you want to we can go together.”

“You know, I’d very much enjoy that. I really should be going, the want to drink has been lurching over me since his death. Thank you.”

“Of course.” Amelia smiled as she took out a pen and piece of paper from her bag to write her number on and handed it to the woman.

“Thank you dear.”

“Sorry about that babe, you ready?” Link asked his girlfriend as he spotted her on the bench.

“Yeah.” Amelia nodded slowly standing up. “I’m sorry I don’t think I caught your name.”

“Louise. And yours?”

“Amelia. It was really nice to meet you.”

“Likewise, I’ll send you a text message later dear.” Amelia nodded and walked out of the store with her boyfriend.

“Who was that?”

“My friend.” Amelia smiled to herself. “I’m sorry for being cranky earlier.”

“No I’m the one that’s sorry. I dragged you to a bunch of different stores and we still haven’t got you that pretzel.” Link chuckled as he placed the bags into the trunk and closed it. “And your 8 months pregnant and exhausted.”

“No it’s okay.” Amelia smiled once he got into the drivers side and buckled his seatbelt. “What were you planning on building for the baby?”

“Well I know your tired so I’m gonna get you that pretzel and drop you off at home, but I’m probably go to ikea and get a rocking chair.” Amelia perked up to this and smiled.

“No don’t go to ikea, you should build it.”

“Well yeah, they give you all the parts there.”

“No you should build it from scratch.”

“What happened to the online shopping Amelia?”

“Come on wouldn’t it be really sweet?”

“I haven’t really built anything like that since high school wood shop, but I guess I can figure it out.” Link smiled, happy Amelia was starting to appreciate the DIY side of him. “You know what I think I will.”

“Thank you.” Amelia smiled, relaxing into the seat. “I have the best boyfriend ever.”

“And I have the best girlfriend ever.”

“That’s correct.” Amelia smirked.

#amelia shepherd #amelink #atticus lincoln #baby amelink #greys anatomy #greysanatomy #greys fanfic #greys anatomy fanfic #scout lincoln

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thedappleddragon · 3 years

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hooooo my fucking god I don't know why but recently my anxiety/sence of dread has SKYROCKETED in the last 3 days, I haven't been sleeping great and last night I had an anxiety dream about manning the register at work. idk I guess today was fine but im so fucking overstimulated I guess?? I seriously just dont fuking know. but anyway here’s a summary of some days that I may or may not remember. putting it under the cut

Wednesday I was exited to work, they didn’t need me, I hung out with my friends at their outdoor band concert and had boba and it got super cold out

Thursday I went with my dad to drop off a car, then we had breakfast together at a little restaurant I had never been to before. He told me about his childhood n stuff. Then I went to work and priced things outside and felt good about helping some people buy plants even tho I didn’t know exactly what I was doing and ended up handing them off to Becky anyway. Got off work, came home, hung out waiting to be able to go visit my friend but she took a while so dad and I made the snack he had a lot as a kid which was just handmade chocolate frosting on graham crackers. Eventually my friend got home so I grabbed one of those graham crackers in some Tupperware and some other stuff and headed out. It was a longer drive than I was expecting but eh whatever, I got there no problem with a bunch of dad’s shit in the back of the car. We had awkward hellos in her apartment and I pet her fat ass cat until she suggested we go thrifting and oh my god I had never wanted to go thrifting more in my life than right then. I had one of those moments where I realized oh I’m an adult who can go out and just DO things :D so we walked around and gossiped in goodwil and had a great time until they closed, whereupon steph frantically looked for anything that was open near us while I drove around. We settled on going to a little park nearby, where we climbed on the tube with holes on it and swung on the swings. Then we walked around a dense tree/brush like and into the middle of a field, having our main character moments as we walked to the top of a hill with a cross on it. I took a picture of the sunset and a selfie with both of us before we walked back through the field and drove back to her apartment. I gave her 2 tiny flower jars and she let me borrow her container of earring hardware and a bunch of different tiny things to make into earrings. I had a great time and I’d love to hang out again, maybe when everything isn’t closed lmao. We joked a lot about understanding why people do drugs lmao since there’s nothing else to do! everything’s closed!! Also some joke flirting mixed in for flavor. We have an excuse to hang out again so I can return her earring supplies and she can return my Tupperware lol. I thought my phone was going to die on the way home before I realized there was a charging cord in the car! Nice. Got home, watched my friend stream plasmaphobia for a bit while I finished a birthday gift, and hung out and slept when she quit streaming.

Friend’s birthday party day!! Also dad moving day!! The first task of the day was to drive with my dad down to the nearest uhaul to pick up a big ol’ truck, and follow him home in the car while he lead the way in the truck. Then we brought his car full of shit to the apartment, got his key and paid his first month, and looked through everything to do inspection. Tbh it’s a pretty nice apartment, I’d love to spend some time there once it’s a bit more furnished. My favorite part is a Harry Potter style hidey hole closet that’s meant for storage, but it’s the perfect size for a secluded hangout spot for me. I’ll totally let him use it for storage if he wants, I just like sitting in there. I joked that I would let Emily hang out in the spare bedroom and I could get the tiny room. But we spent time cleaning and looking around and bringing in boxes before dad sent me to pick up lunch, my sister, and another car load of boxes. I left to do all 3 and came back with Mcallisters, and we all sat on the floor and ate together. A very nice way to break in a new apartment. We brought in boxes and dad sent us on a quest to pick up a car part and drop it off where the car we dropped off the day before. We got there just fine, but getting to the second location was a nightmare because of all my wrong turns and u turns and no left turns, it was awful. I mean we got there eventually but still. By then it was time for me to get home so I could wash my hair and get ready for the party!! I got everything ready, but my sister wouldn’t be home with the car on time, so I just took my mom’s van. I was on time for once!! But in exchange I didn’t realize I had forgotten Cassidy’s gift until I was like 3 minutes away. But also I found driving my moms van very easy compared to last time I tried to drive it, and I think I’m a much more confident driver now :) but I was one of the first to arrive, accidentally twinned with cass, waited for everyone to show up, met her new dog, and then we all packed up the picnic basket and walked to the top of a hill to have our little sandwiches and play cards against humanity. On the walk there we passed by a park where little kids were asking why we were all dressed up if it wasn’t Halloween, so I shouted at them that it was her birthday and handed them the branch I was carrying. We played CAH on the hill and ate little sandwiches and meatballs and drank sparkling juice and had a lovely time, and when we were done, we walked back to her house where there was pizza and we all changed out of our formal wear. My bra was sewed into my dress with 6 stitches, so I grabbed some scissors and flashed my friend’s cat as I cut my bra free of the dress because I forgot to bring an extra. I changed into my ghostbusters shirt and snake onesie and joined everyone outside for pizza and lots and lots of stories and ice cream cake and gossip and quiplash and balloons and gifts and CAH and friends leaving and new friends arriving and more quiplash and then the grass getting cold and wet and going ham on keeping the balloons up and then playing that’s what she said (basically CAH but ✨for women ✨) and by this time there was a dude I didn’t know but he was very nice and cute and already taken. Tbh I didn’t know half the people there, there was a group of 4 cool alt people I had never met and then the 4 band kids I already knew but everyone else seemed to know each other and they all had great energy so I yelled a lot and joked a ton and had an amazing time. As the crowd dwindled and the night got cooler, I helped put things away before I left so I could be a nice guest, said my goodbyes, gathered my things, and drove home past midnight. Ask walked around the house turning off lights like my mom asked, I realized that my dad wouldn’t be sleeping here anymore, and I felt bad that he had to spend the night all alone in his new apartment :( and this is going to be a huge financial burden that idk if he can afford, rent for the apartment is almost as much as my mom pays for the house. Jejdjgjt this is all a mess and I would like to go back to ignoring it all <3 Listened to a lot of two trucks by lemon demon lmao

Hoo boy howdy I did a lot of shit today. Basically as soon as I woke up I got a text from dad about us helping him move with a promise of donut holes and a fruit platter. I walked out to the garage to find our family friends the drakes helping to move boxes, so we all spent several hours loading boxes into our cars and driving back and forth from the house to the apartment, with emily and I avoiding the drakes as much as possible lmao. When we had moved as much as we could in the car, we started loading up the uhaul, shoving as much shit in there as possible so we only had to do one trip there and back. Partially through unloading the truck the drakes stopped cleaning things before we brought them in left and some randos from dad’s work came to help unload and somewhere in the middle of all this our aunt and uncle and her service dog came to visit?? Bruh idk so much stuff happened. Emily asked me to take her home so she could work on school stuff and we put things back into the garage and I went back to the apartment to help with stuff and hang out with my aunt while my dad and uncle returned the truck. We made a list of stuff I might need for college and I wrote it down on a notepad and most of the page space was taken up by ponies tbh. The men brought back burger king and eventually my aunt and uncle left. I helped my dad clean up and set up his wifi and we watched mama Mia. It was my first time seeing the film, and it was really dang fun. Then I made dad drive me ho e since emily was still gone with the silver car. I’ll spend he night over there eventually, but not yet. I’m exited to eventually invite friends over since I’ve never been able to do that before. So now I’m home trying g to go to sleep so I can work tomorrow. I keep thinking about smoking weed and making out with someone in the hidey hole in dad’s apartment............ even tho I have literally no one to do that with afsagssg I’m a CHILD.

Had dreams last night about being stuck on the infinity train again, except there was a mechanic of switching the world between 2d and 3d and the cast of Bluey had to help bingo go through stages of grief / character moments to help her get off the train or something. I was tossing and turning for a few hours anxiously waking up thinking I was gonna be late and going back to bed so I could sleep/dream more. But then I finally got up, fed my cat, fed myself, helped clean the kitchen a little bit, got ready for work, arrived 15 minutes late on accident, worked register for 6 hours, got more comfortable with register and learned how to do stuff, lots of friendly people, lots of me struggling and my bones hurting, dad brought me food but I couldn’t get to my lunch break until everything was room temperature. The chicken sandwich reheated well but the fries did not. After work dad and I stopped by the house, I got an info card to fill out so I can be called in for jury duty eventually, dad handed me $50 for dinner for us and my sister, we laid on the floor and looked at the noodles and company menu, drove there, picked up our food, had a lovely dinner at dad’s apartment, laid around while he talked to Greg on the phone, went to target to pick up small apartment things like a clock and a trash can and some small groceries but it made me nervous because I hate spending money and watching my dad spend money he may or may not have, and by then we were tired as shit and after dropping his stuff off emily and I drove home and I tried teaching her how to crochet for a school project. Now I’m hanging out wanting to go to bed and thinking about how everybody else my age working at ACE is doing like 60 hours a week with 2 jobs and saving for college and I’m just sitting here with probably 14 hours a week and fuck. I don’t want to spiral into shit, I just want to keep busy as much as possible. Maybe I’ll ask for as many work hours as possible, maybe I’ll ask my friends to hang out, idk. Right now I jut want to be busy so I don’t have to think about anything. I’ll spend as much time as possible helping my dad set up his apartment, I don’t care.

WAAAAA TODAY AT WORK WAS SO STRESSFUL, I LEFT FELLNG SO FRAZZLED IT SUCKED. basically I worked register for 4 hours but they’re all trying to ween me off asking for help to get me more comfortable, and we were surprisingly busy, and my garden boss becky asked me to do 2 extra things and my boss boss kept asking about paperwork that I couldn't fill out because I needed my sister to text me something, and an old man got mad at me over the phone because no-one was out there to fill his propane tank and I had a lady waiting for 10 minutes for someone to help load salt into her car and a middle aged man tried to use sarcasm at me while I was in friendly cashier mode aND IM SORRY I HAVE ADHD I DONT GET IT PLEASE S T O P and I tried answering the phone more and I didnt get the things done that becky asked and I left shit there because I just wanteD OUT. afterwards I went to target to get something, idk im writing this afterwards so I not really remember

and today, my day off. ugh god I dont remember what I did, I know I picked up a vent for my mom’s bathroom and I just went to go get Taco Bell with my sister and bought her some more about crocheting and she’s making progress :) tomorrow is my friend’s birthday and last year I made her a felt doll of her fursona, so today I started making a crochet doll for her. so far I have the body and libs, but I still need to make the muzzle, tail, ears, attach everything, and hand-sew on all the markings and glue on button eyes. or maybe felt eyes, idk. my stomach hurts and I got upset because I told my mom my cat may be sick because her pee looked suspicious so I crocheted and watched my little pony and now I have a headache and im just trying to listen to music but really I just want to watch 50 arms videos at once but it wasn't loading right and idk man I dont know what’s happening, I may be going into work tomorrow. I think now that I have a job to do 3-4 times a week, I dont feel like I can just chill and wing it anymore, it’s like I have plans forever now. and oh god I still have to sig up for college orientation night or whatever, but my mind hasn'tt been on college for like a month or longer. I think im just going to take some Advil and try to relax with my cat and my music. holy shit dude. I know none’s gonna read this but just. fuck. also I should really post these more frequently rather than let them pile up in my texts. thinking about going back and adding all the dates like I did with my early quarantine diary, but that feels like a lot of work

#thanks for coming to my ted talk #may 2021 daily

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jtrbluv · 5 years

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misunderstood (bonus!)

pairing: jungkook x reader

genre: fluff, crack

warnings: swearing

word count: about 1k

summary: what started as an immature bet soon spirals out of control in ways he could never imagine. what was he gonna do? she’s all that!au

A/N: LOL this wasn’t the original plan. after rereading my story i figured out that I COMPLETELY TOOK OUT A PART on accident and i’m sad because i liked this part and IM SO DUMB. this was originally supposed to be in pt. 3. haha hi tho welcome if you’re new here :-) (i found the poem online and thought it was fitting, creds go to the original author)

FINALE

A swarm of thoughts and ideas had flooded your mind as you constantly thought about the series of events that have unfolded recently. So you did what you knew how to do best, write. You suddenly heard the door open as you shouted, not taking your eyes off your journal,

“No one can come down here.”

“I’m not no one, I’m Jungkook!” he joked, scanning the basement.

Papers and pictures littered the walls as he read some of your work, it was in fact really good.

“Our death is in the cool of night

Our life is in the pool of day

The darkness glows, I’m drowning

The day has tired with light

Over my head in leaves grown deep

Sings the young nightingale

It only sings of love there,

I hear it in my sleep”

Next to the poem was a picture of you and your mom from when you were a young child.

You wore a plaid pink dress and black ballet shoes. Your mom had beautiful black hair that stopped just above her shoulders. And she had big brown eyes and wore big black specs just like you.

You and your mom had an unquestionable resemblance that became even clearer as you had gotten older. Your adorable younger self smiled back at Jungkook, eyes big and smile beaming so brightly. A smile that indicated the life of a young child, a life full of happiness and wonder, dreams and hopes and desires. All in a single smile. A rare sight to see from you. The more he looked at it, the more he can spot the resemblance between you and the picture. He knew the little girl still resided within you, he just had to figure out how to get it out.

Jungkook, stop thinking so much. Do what you came here to do.

“Is this you and your mom?” he asked you, holding up the picture.

“Yes, she enjoyed a different art form. Photography.” you reveal, a small grin spreading across your face.

“She’s really beautiful.” he speaks softly, being cautious of his words

“Yeah, too bad I have my dad genes, huh.” you tease as he shakes his head in disagreement, smiling.

“How did she die, if you don’t mind telling me?” he softly asks, his eyes full of sympathy in understanding. The more you got to know Jungkook, the more you realized how different he actually is then how he portrays himself.

“A drunk driver. She died on impact. The weird thing is. I don’t remember getting emotional or crying about it at all. I remember hearing the news, and going to the funeral, but-”

“You need to stop shutting everyone out Y/N,” he says bluntly, “It’s not good for you, and it won’t benefit you later on. It all builds up in the back of your head until it becomes to much and it all comes for you.” he interrupts you, voice full of concern.

‘Hey, at least I can make up my mind.” you spit, looking up at him.

“I can too, what do you mean?”

“Where are you going to college Jungkook?” your question throws him off. He didn’t expect to hear that today. Especially from you, out of all people.

“I was in the office delivering papers and I believe I saw your name next to the word ‘undecided’. What’s up with that? Is there something you’re hiding from me?” you question him, as he looked down at his shoes, not giving you an answer.

“You wouldn’t understand.” he denied, shaking his head.

“Then explain it to me.”

“My dad went to Yale for law school. He’s always told me how those years has shaped him into the person he is today. He’s always wanted me to follow his footsteps and become a lawyer just like him,” he pauses, sighing, “but then I realized, I don’t want that. All my life, I’ve had my own passion for singing and drawing, but I never told anyone. He would absolutely kill me if I wasn’t taking the career path he wanted, especially this. He’s been bothering so much lately about my future, when all he actually wants me to do is to follow whatever he thinks my future should be.”

“Jungkook, don’t you realize what’s in front of you? You’ve been given all these opportunities, and they literally all lay in the palm of your hand. You could go to Julliard become a broadway star, go to the Royal School of Arts and become a comic, for fuck’s sake you can go to Fiji and study about spinner dolphins-”

“Okay, Y/N, I get it!” he stops you, holding your shoulders tightly as he chuckles to himself. He thought you were irritated with him, but your suggestions proved him otherwise.

“You’re more than capable enough to make your own decisions. It is your life after all, not anyone else’s.” you finish off with a timid smile, scratching your head.

“You should start following your own advice sometime, huh.” he suggests, raising his eyebrows.

“I’ve been working on it.” you mumble with a light chuckle, “So, why did you come here in the first place Jungkook.” you asked as you looked back at him. His eyes stared deeply into yours, you couldn’t quite read what exactly his eyes were telling you, but everything took a quick turn as he slowly started to lean in. Your breath hitches as your eyes widen in complete shock. You could smell the cologne he was wearing, see the little scar on his left cheek, until you quickly interrupted it all,

“Were you trying to get my vote for Prom King?” you ask him, as he quickly pulls back.

“Oh, um look at the time, I gotta go.” the whole situation between you and him was getting out of hand. This stupid ass bet. All this time he’s spent on you has made him realize that you meant more to him, and he can’t handle treating you like this, he had just nominated you for prom queen damn it. How the hell was he gonna break the news to you after he would win the bet?

“Why all of a sudden?” you ask him, knowing he was lying, but deciding to play along anyway.

“I have to um, mow the lawn for my dad.” he lied.

“Right now?” you tilt your head in confusion.

“I’ll text you later.” he assured you running back up the stairs to leave your house.

“You better.” you chuckled to yourself.

Is he hiding something from me?

MASTERLIST

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I felt owned by an employer once. He was sexist and baited me into working for him only to turn the tables and gaslight me. And to be honest I’ve never pin pointed the feeling that has sat in my gut about him until recently; until watching my idol go through the same thing on a large scale in front of the world, until what has happened, what has been happening to Taylor Swift in her industry.

Mine was a veterinary surgeon whom I worked with in the past. I left the veterinary field and started a new career. The Vet (we will call him) moved away and when he came back he contacted me with a new idea to start his own practice.

He painted me a beautiful picture of what this clinic would be like. He said he couldn’t do it without me and promised me the world. I still remember the phone call where he said the words- “you will be my practice manager, my right hand, you could run the show and have a handsome career, I’ll make sure you are set for life, you will have an opportunity to buy into the company as well, to profit share.

He offered to pay me whatever my current job paid me. I didn’t jump at saying yes. I worked so hard to be where I was and this was a big risk. My now husband was hesitant and didn’t trust him 🚩 but supportive of whatever I chose (love him). Well, im the only one of me so a month later I took the jump and put in my notice. I trusted him.

I was hired on with one other person. A male, roughly my same age, overall a nice dude. We will call him Sam. I was in charge of all operations of the front desk and all aspects of the business side of things. I started every excel sheet for income tracking, taxes, inventory. I created every document, I created the scheduling program, I set up every vendor accounts. I scanned every piece of paper that came into the clinic doors, I set up our benefits. I answered phones I handled every single client. I visited clinics and preached to people our vision, so they would refer to us (we were a referral based clinic) on my days off. I did it ALL. I also scrubbed into surgery with the Vet and Sam, as there were only 3 of us running the entire show. If the phone rang, I would answer on a headset under my face mask and handle a client or clinic call right there, scrubbed in. I didn’t mind, I felt proud to show off my multitasking skills. He would give a little wink and a joke and the validation felt nice, like I earned his approval 🚩 when I did something above and beyond.

About a year went by and I was rolling in hard earned money, that’s for sure. I was working 7 am to 10 pm some days so I always had overtime. Sam was responsible for 1 thing- patient care, and I was responsible for LITERALLY everything else you could possibly think of. 🚩Needless to say I was getting worked to the BONE 🚩 . I was cool with it tho, this is what I signed up for right? We were growing and successful and getting BUSY!

One day I accidentally found out the pay gap 🚩between myself and Sam. I had been completely naive to the fact that we were not equals, nor was I getting paid “management” but that he made SUBSTANTIALLY more than me. I gave it some energy for a couple days and vented to my husband, then I let it go. Sam was nice, it’s not his fault. 🚩Maybe he’s just worth more than I am to the company, I told myself. 🚩Maybe he has a past history I didn’t know about that made him more valuable. It definitely should have been my red flag 🚩

My relationship with the Vet was kind of like a daughter and father but 🚩 only on his terms. Fun and playful and lots of “your our boss lady!”. It would also take very odd turns, 🚩 having to do small tasks outside my morals. In the office he would call me “the office manager, the boss, it’s all up to you, hospital administrator!” yet on the phone would call me 🚩 “the front desk person” 🚩“my receptionist” to other veterinarians. It bothered me, a lot, but I pushed it away. 🚩Who am I to be that nit picky over a title? 🚩He probably didn’t mean it or misspoke, I thought.

The tricky part is that I only have little under the radar examples of his abuse. 🚩 The ones you can’t QUITE put your finger on, that you can’t QUITE justify quitting on the spot but make you feel 🚩 worthless. They continued every day. He was incredibly sweet and funny, and then 🚩condescending and cruel. It was a roller coaster to try to please him constantly. It wore on me. I came to work and to deal with it I would make lists on scratch paper. Lists of why I was starting to hate my job. Lists that I would read in the car and cry. If I wasn’t cheerful he’d come in with 🚩“PMSING TODAY?” .... I’d laugh n bite my tongue. 🚩 That’s just being friendly playful right, he knows me well enough to say that to me, we’re like family, right? But every day I felt awful. And I needed my job now, more than ever. 🚩 He knew I needed this job, too. We had just put an offer on a house and surprise! we’re now expecting a baby.

Being pregnant changed things. I couldn’t assist in surgery and xrays like I used to. 🚩He would scoff when I would have to leave for prenatal appointments. 🚩 He would be caring and kind one minute, giving me hand me down baby clothes and gifts, and then cold and dry the next. 🚩Sam could and often would sleep in and no call/no show. He would roll in at noon and jump into surgery, acting like nothing happened, they’d joke together about women in front of me and being hung over. I was 5 min late once because of a traffic jam and had to have a “sit down meeting” about attendance. 🚩 I felt so ASHAMED and EMBARRASSED. 🚩 I had never once, NOT EVER, had work problems, attendance problems, behavioral problems, in my entire history of working. This job was my LIFE. 🚩 Was something seriously wrong with me???

The last straw came when I was 6 months pregnant. He claimed that everyone was having a private “check in meeting”. He told me at mine that 🚩him and Sam talked 🚩 and agreed that I’m not the happy bubbly girl I used to be. I sat with him in the shade of a big oak tree in the grass that has since fallen in a wind storm (ironically. He said I would be getting a $1 raise and that he wanted me to take on MORE responsibility since I could no longer assist in surgery and listed basically anything he could possibly think of to tack on to my job to make up for that $1. 🚩 all I could think was... how???? I was already drowning. I finally got courage this time and said NO. My lip quivered and tears ran down my face with 🚩 stress. I brought up valid arguments but looking back I wish my voice wasnt so timid. Or that I had the courage to call out just one, ONE instance of his inappropriate behavior. But lastly, 🚩 I asked why is my title “FRONT DESK PERSON” when Sam is now “Lead Surgery Operations Director (Who Does No Wrong)??

His response sticks with me to this day. It was painful and degrading and I will never forget it. After working my ass off and building this place from the bottom, the long nights and everything I gave them... I also will never forget his 🚩 smirk . “Well you see, giving you a title like that would be like rewarding a BAD DOG with a BONE” 🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩🚩

🚩I was devastated. 🚩And confused. 🚩I’m a BAD DOG???

I stuck it out for the remainder of my pregnancy, working the 12 hour days up until I went into labor at work. I trained a new girl on every process, excel spread, schedule I had developed and created. I put on a fake smile and wrote my scratch lists and re-read my lists on the way home and cried. I couldn’t just quit. I couldn’t let my family down.

We had our baby and stared at his tiny toes and fingers and cried every single day that I may have to go back to my hell job. I interviewed for different clinics while on leave. I was desperate. The vet was on a sweet streak- 🚩 sending us gifts, having his wife cook us meals and checking in on us all the time. He frequently asked what date I was coming back. He informed me that when I came back I would need to take the later shift and give the new girl my current shift. 🚩She needed it, he said. He said we could discuss the title of “lead receptionist” now and could 🚩 continue to work towards my goal of hospital manager. 🚩 I accepted but I felt sick. 🚩 I felt like I had to go back to work for someone who I couldn’t trust. I felt like he owned me in the worst possible way. (At one time he even tried to tell me I had half of the PTO that I actually had saved up for maternity leave, another 🚩🚩🚩 but I saved my paystubs as PROOF)

Today I work for the clinic that we shared the building with. When they heard I left they immediately offered me a position. The Vet left to purchase his own facility. He acted shocked and surprised and in disbelief that I wasn’t returning. At first it was tough, not gonna lie. We literally ate noodles for a year because I went down to part time. But the bravest thing I ever did was RUN ♥️ I now LOVE my job and they treat their employees wonderfully and equally and have real life morals.

I actually didn’t intend for this to be a novel LOL but even if not a single soul reads this, it’s therapeutic for me to actually get my thoughts down after almost 6 years now. My advice is to ALWAYS trust your gut. TRUST THE 🚩 RED 🚩 FLAGS. Don’t let anyone make you question your character. Never EVER ACCEPT being controlled and manipulated against your morals. Choose the future over time spent in the past (thanks T @taylorswift) and work somewhere that respects you. That pays you FAIRLY. Don’t be afraid to TELL your story too because this has to STOP (I’ve almost deleted this whole thing 13x) If it happened to me I can’t imagine how many other women it happens to. Anyway if you read this then holy shit here’s a hug and CHIN UP YOU ARE WORTHY, YOU ARE NOT A BAD DOG. ♥️

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university!au: day6 wonpil

first of all i will definitely do poorly on this because,,, you know,,,,, he’s so precious and i don’t think my words can do it justice ksbdjshs i wanna make the sweetest scenario for him

but i suck at sweet stuffs smh bye

name: kim wonpil

major: modeling (i still cant believe this is an actual major im living under a rock smh)

other activities: member of music club, keyboardist and main singer of the university band

jae calls him “the backbone” of the music club because wonpil participates in all club events, he always takes part in weekly activities, and he actively finds new recruits

jae on the other side pops up once in a blue moon to play guitar, do shit, then disappears

don’t worry ever since jae starts dating the newest member who happens to be wonpil’s bestie he’s more active now

honestly more than half of their club members joined because wonpil made them to

he’s persuasive and convincing okay you would end up eating rocks if he told you it’s good for health

but he’ll never do that ever bc he speaks no lies okay he’s like the sweetest person in the earth

he’ll cry by the sight of cute puppies, do i have to explain further

wonpil was nominated as the club president but the other candidate park sungjin who’s also his roommate beat him by one vote

well he prefers to be just regular member anyway, that way he can still do a lot of things for the club but with less responsibilities

you see he’s really nice, he’s caring, he’s hardworking, he’s confident, he knows how to present himself and he’s hella attractive

he’s taking modeling as his major do i make myself clear

everyone LOVES wonpil

and i mean sometimes it’s just not only a platonic love but like an “i will give you my heart and soul please marry me” love

too bad he’s oblivious af

someone: i,, i like you wonpil,,,, d-do you like me too?

wonpil: of course!!! you’re my friend!!!!!!!!!

someone: ….oh ok

accidental friendzone

but you know he doesnt actually mean to do that, he just doesn’t think anyone likes him like that

moreover he already has someone in mind

aka the coffee shop girl

aka Y O U

yeah hello guys i am: still lame

the first time he met you was on exams week

everyone was busy and stressed af and running on almost no sleep

except maybe wonpil

not because he was fully prepared but more like he forgot exams week was coming until the day before so he just decided to wing it lol whatevs

anyway his roommate aka sungjin asked him if he could go buy him a double shot espresso so wonpil did

he rarely visits coffee shops tbh and when he does he always orders vanilla latte with extra syrup for himself

wonpil seems to be that kinda person who tries to enjoy coffee but can’t handle the bitter taste its so frickin cute and trust me you think so too

so anywayyyy yeah he never saw you, aka the new barista, before

it was ur first work day as well btw and he was ur first customer

he didn’t know why but watching you being nervous made him nervous too

just imagine a stuttering costumer and a stuttering barista

everyone watched you two with anxiety

but even when wonpil was a nervous wreck he didn’t forget to smile and before leaving he said to you, “thanks, have a great day!!!!!!!!!!!”

honest to god it made your whole day better

anyway let’s move on to the second meeting

he comes back and this time he orders a vanilla latte, but being the clumsy ass that you are, you slightly confused his order

he receives his coffee and takes a sip and he freezes

you ask whats wrong and he’s like,, uh nothing,, the coffee is just,,,, kinda bitter today??? ha,,,hahahhaha,,,,

you stand still

wait

he asked for EXTRA SYRUP not EXTRA SHOT you dumbfucc

you offer to make him a new one and he refuses saying it’s fine!!! but you still feel bad so you insist but he’s like no!!! i gotta stay awake anyway i have an important quiz today i have to study! by the way uhhhh i’ve never seen you around until recently???

you introduce yourself and he introduce himself blablabla it’s awkward and your palms keep sweating for some reason

before wonpil left, he didn’t forget to say “have a great day!! i’ll see you around then!!!”

he’s so sweet uwu

seeing him and making him his vanilla latte (extra syrup) is one of the best parts of your job tbh

and he visits every single time you’re working which makes it better

why is his smile so adorable what the fuck

and there’s something about the way he walks that keeps you looking i mean boiiiii does he know how to present himself holy shit

that feeling when you see someone so beautiful you want to cry

the more you see him the more you want to know about him

what major is he in? what is he usually do outside the class? what kind of person is he? does he have a lot of friends? what’s his hobby? stuffs like that

too bad he always comes when it’s busy at the cafe so you can’t talk too much

neither he ever tries to initiate a conversation with you except his usual “hello! how are you today?” and “thank you, you make the best coffee! have a nice day!! see you!!!”

let’s admit it you highkey have a crush on him and EVERYONE knows

wELL it’s because you always wear that expression like "goddammit why must kim wonpil be so cute if he ain’t gonna ask me on a date” whenever you watch his back as he leaves the cafe

and EVERYONE but YOU knows wonpil’s so into you

whenever someone says something like “just ask him for his number he’ll definitely give it to you” you’re like “wtf nO that’s creepy and he won’t!! he doesn’t even know me!!!”

“he literally only comes when it’s your shift and he always makes sure you’re the one taking his order you oblivious dumbass”

“it’s just a coincidence”

“…..yeah whatever”

but they’re right wonpil’s crushing on you hard

at this point sungjin can even draw a portrait of you although he hasn’t actually met you before

that’s how much wonpil talks about you

from your whole adorable appearance to how cute your little cough is, or how he adores your little smile and the sparks in your eyes when he compliments your coffee, or he’ll describe your apron what the fuck and how he thinks your look so good in white and blue

sungjin’s so done with him

“just ask her out you stalker”

“nO I CAN’T!!! SHE’LL THINK IM CREEPY!!! SHE DOESN’T EVEN KNOW ME”

“well i bet she remembers your face by now since you always drop by when she’s there”

“but she meets a lot of people everyday there’s NO WAY she can remember me”

you see the problem now?

then one day jae decides to play matchmaker

by “playing matchmaker” i mean he follows wonpil to the cafe and straight up tells you, in front of wonpil’s face and everyone there, “yo this friend of mine wants to take you on a date and he wonders if you’re interested”

you are: blushing

wonpil is: dead pale

you: o-oh… i’m–

wonpil: yO HE’S JUST JOKING HAHAHAHA IM SO SORRY oH My gOd jAE LET’S GO

he drags his tall friend aka jae out of the cafe and since then he never visits again :(

im sad now ugh i told you i suck at sweet stuffs like this

fast forward it’s summer and the university wonpil’s attending is holding a summer festival that’s open for public

well,,,,, you decide to go and you ask some of your friends to tag along

you’re not sure what you’re hoping; maybe you just want to see how the place wonpil’s studying at looks like, or maybe you do wish to meet him by accident or something yanno like a drama

whatever

you promised yourself that if you don’t see him today, you’ll get over him

but if you do see him, you will ask. him. out.

well jokes on you babe he’s there performing on the stage with the band

he’s,,, he’s singing,,, and playing keyboard,,,, omg his voice

as you already know im uncreative soooo by impossible coincidence somehow his eyes spot you in the crowd

btw i imagine them singing Pouring but i think you can pick any songs you like

he’s so taken aback that one second he’s singing and the next second he sees you and his eyes widen and he’s like “I’m falling for–hUH? why are you here??” to the microphone

don’t worry the others cover for his mistake while trying not to laugh

everyone laughs too while looking around to find the person whom wonpil sees

you’re embarrassed as fuck you want to curl up and hide forever

but your so-called-friends don’t let you get away that easy okay it’s your only chance

dw dude wonpil feels the same he wants to immediately get off the stage and die

but sungjin will literally kill wonpil in his sleep if he doesn’t do anything it’s now or never

poor boi has had enough of this pining shit

so after the band performance wonpil has no choice but to approach you

“h-hey! so you watched our stage!”

“y-yeah! it was great!! didn’t know you can sing so well”

“h-haha thanks”

“y-you’re welcome”

silence

more silence

wonpil clears his throat and, “so…”

you blink fast, “yeah…?”

“um uhhh do you wanna see around? i can take you”

“oH of course”

What Am I Even Writing Anymore

well remember your promise earlier? about asking him out?? no???

is it too late to chicken out and forget the whole thing now

you barely know each other it’s so awkward and he looks so fine today and you really don’t wanna push him even further now but if you hesitate longer who knows someone else will ask him first and just the thought alone breaks your heart a little bit

so it’s time to grow a pair and take risks cmon dude you can do this

one

two

“anywaysijustwonderifyou'refreenextsaturday?”

wait

it was!! not!!! your voice!!!!

“huh?”

wonpil clears his throat and repeats slower, “i just wonder if you’re uhhhh free next saturday?”

o shit

o fUck YeAH

you cough a bit before answering, “y-y-yeah i guess??”

“ok um i like, have two tickets for movie if you want to come with me”

that’s like the lamest invitation and you yourself gotta admit that lmao

but oh kim wonpil,, dear,,,, there’s no way i would say no

so you two go on a date

or “casual outing” as you two call it

but everyone knows it’s a date okay even though you two didn’t have any skinskip oops

it’s okay it takes a bit of time but you’ll get there

i mean, since then you two go out together almost every weekend so ye it won’t be that long until the awkwardness wears off

wonpil just cherish you so much he’s afraid he’ll scare you or hurt your feeling by accident so he never boldly initiates anything

the first time you two finally holding hands is when you two go skating, and that’s just because you two are so bad at that

gotta hold each other so you won’t keep falling aye romance

you don’t know this but trust me wonpil talks about it for days sungjin almost decides to move out

he’s still insisting it’s not a date tho

“you know what, i can already imagine you two in like 10 years, standing at the altar and be like, do you marry me as a friend or what? unclear”

“do you think we’ll get married?????”

“oh dear god”

but yeah

you two will get there

somehow

just take your sweet time and give wonpil all the love in the world i beg you

that’s it YAY i think imma work on sungjin’s next wish me luck im running out of lame cliche ideas now lol bye

#day6 #wonpil #day6 imagines #day6 scenarios #day6 fanfic #kpop scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop fanfic #how to tag smh #three down two more to go!!!!!!!#sungjin and dowoon leggo #this is so lame imma cry snandjsnjdnf

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How to Survive a Factory Tour - Chapter 5

A Sanders Sides / Charlie and the Chocolate Factory FanFiction

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I am so fucking exhausted. And hungry. Well, I always am, but recently I’ve been more so than usual.

For the past few days, a lot of my co-workers have been off for Christmas. This meant little old me had to pick up god knows how many extra shifts. For the past few days, I’ve had to skip out on proper meals, only having a quick snack when I got home.

And, no, by snack, I do not mean the Wonka bar. Still haven’t eaten it. No one has.

Two days after Roman Prince won a ticket, I expect Remy to say the fourth ticket’s been won. You know, since there’s been a pattern of them being found every two days. However, when Remy comes in, he simply orders his drink, chats a bit and leaves. It’s honestly surprising, especially with the tour being in five days.

Anyway, I continue working for the next few hours, praying the tips at the end will be worth it. Then, finally, my manager comes out and dismisses me, but not before dividing my share of the money in the tip jar. I hang up my apron, pull on my hoodie and leave the shop.

If there’s one good thing about being poor in Florida, it’s that you never have to worry about freezing. With winters of 75°F, it doesn’t matter that my thin, patched-up hoodie is the warmest thing I own.

It doesn’t mean the walk home is perfect, however. My stomach’s being as loud as an earthquake. Shut up, will you. Just wait until Mom comes home and hopefully she brings some dinner.

I soon arrive at our little shack, gently opening the front door and stepping inside. “Thomas, I’m home!”

I pause, waiting for my brother to reply. There’s no response. “Thomas? Hello?” Nothing. “Thomathy? Thomas the dank engine?”

Still nothing. I feel my heart rate picking up. Oh god, what if part of the ceiling collapsed on him... o-or the lack of food in the house caught up on him and he starved...

All the worst possibilities come to mind. Thomas is supposed to be here, he always is when I come home. Something’s wrong, he’s hurt, I just know it. I can’t breathe. Everything’s going blurry. My heart’s thudding too hard.

Suddenly, everything’s black.

...

”Virgil! Virgil, wake up!”

I come back to my senses to find myself led on our lumpy couch, and someone leaning over me.

”Th-Thomas...? You’re okay?”

”Virge! Thank god you’re awake! I was so worried... What happened?”

I sit up, Thomas helping me adjust. “I... You weren’t home. I got scared something had happened, and...”

”Panic attack, huh?” Thomas asks. I nod. “I’m really sorry, Virge, I should’ve left a note so you knew I was heading out...”

It was only then I notice a shopping bag at Thomas’ feet. “What’s that?”

Thomas takes a deep breath. “I have a confession. While I have put most of the money you earned for me towards college, I’ve also been saving up for something else.” He reaches down into the bag and pulls out...

”A video camera? What do you need a camera for?”

”I felt bad that you and Mom were doing so much for me but I wasn’t doing anything in return. I’ve wanted to get a job for a while, but I didn’t know how to get one that fit around my school schedule. I decided I needed to do something where I can organise my own hours and I didn’t need to get a whole lot, so I figured maybe...I could do YouTube. I’ve got the camera, and Remy said I could record at his and edit and upload on his computer. Hopefully, I’ll get enough viewers to monetize and get some money to help us, all the while making fun content.”

”Thomas... that is fucking brilliant.”

Thomas smiles. “Thanks. But none of that matters right now. You literally just passed out, you need to get your strength back.” He gets up and leaves the room, heading to the kitchen. A few moments later, he comes back and pushes something into my hand. “Eat.”

I look down at the bar. “I... I can’t.”

”Why not?”

”The money was meant to be for you...”

Thomas rolls his eyes. “It’s okay! It was only a dollar or so for this. You deserve a reward for everything you’ve done for me. Now, open it and eat.”

I sigh, knowing Thomas won’t give in. He can be really stubborn if he needs to be. I start peeling back the wrapper.

HO. LY. SHIT.

GOLD. FUCKING GOLD.

Thomas and I both stare at the ticket. He breaks the silence.

”This is gonna make a great first video.”

I pause before holding it out to him. “You have it.”

”What?! No way in hell! You won it and bought it with your own money. And as I said, you deserve a reward.” Thomas pushes the ticket back into my hands. “Virgil, you’re going to Willy Wonka’s factory.”

”FOURTH TICKET!”

I practically slide into the room upon hearing Emile’s yell. I plop next to him on the sofa and watch the TV screen.

There are three guys there, and I can’t tell which the winner is. One is wearing sunglasses, a white t-shirt, a black jacket, black jeans, and has an arm around the shoulders of the person in the middle.

The one in the middle has brown hair, and is wearing a purple shirt, ripped black skinny jeans and a patched black and purple hoodie. He looks pretty uncomfortable at all the attention.

The third looks identical to the second. He looks more comfortable on camera than who I presume is his twin brother. He was wearing a grey shirt, an old brown jacket, and jeans.

As I watch, they’re revealed to be called Remy Sleep, and Virgil and Thomas Sanders. Virgil’s the one who won the ticket. He seems so shy! Well, I’ll make sure to make him feel welcome during the tour.

Speaking of the tour, Virgil lives in Florida, and in the same town as the Wonka factory! That’s awesome! He’s sooooo lucky. Imagine being able to buy Wonka bars nice and fresh. I bet they’d be even more delicious then.

Oh boy, four out of five tickets have already been won with five days to go! I can’t wait to find out who wins the last one!

It seems my predictions have been proven right yet again. The next ticket was found in Florida. Just the one in Australia left now.

There’s not much else to say about the ticket being won, really. Nothing worth saying. Robert still blames me, so some things never change.

Joan and Talyn have been trying to find a way to hide a camera on my person so they can see the factory for themselves. It’s rather funny to hear their extravagant ideas, though I doubt I’ll try any. They’ll have to settle with my explanation.

They’re going to be coming with me to Florida, though. Of course my family aren’t, but Joan and Talyn didn’t want me to be alone, so got tickets for the flight too.

I totally didn’t beg them to come because I have a fear of flying...

Okay, I watch Air Crash Investigation too much. It’s educational and very intriguing, if slightly anxiety inducing.

But the point is, they’re coming with me. We’re arriving the day before the tour and leaving the day after. Joan and Talyn are going to be heading up to Orlando the day of the tour to go to Universal Studios. They’re going to meet up with me once the tour’s over. Everything’s arranged, and I’ve even written up schedules for us all so no one will be at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Some may call it excessive, I call it efficient.

But I digress. The point is I’m fully ready and prepared...

To wipe this in my brother’s face.

Oh, how perfect! An emo nightmare just won the final ticket and is coming with us on the tour! How wonderful!

That was sarcasm, in case you couldn’t tell.

Call me quick to judge, but I’m not too fond of those edgy, melodramatic, dark emo types. They just seem to always bring down the mood. I’d rather my time at the greatest factory in the entire world didn’t be ruined by some moody, angsty, and by the looks of it, very socially awkward guy.

But I guess it’s too late now. He’s got a ticket, he’s going. Fun.

However, lets brush that aside for now. There’s more interesting stuff than ‘Virgil’ or whatever his name was winning a ticket.

The day after I’d won my ticket, my dads were out so I hosted a party at my place to celebrate my victory. It was great. We played spin the bottle and I got to kiss none other than school heartthrob Nate Christopher. It was probably one of the greatest moments of my life. Valerie even took a picture and sent it to me so I could “treasure the moment I could pretend Nate was gay and into me”.

Why are all the best guys straight? Let’s hope I’ll find the one in Florida and he’ll actually be gay, or bi, or pan, or just likes dudes in general.

Anyway, in the middle of the party, I got a call from Pa. He said he and dad had arranged, not just flights and hotels, but a two-week holiday in America. First, a week and two days in Florida, two days in the town with the factory, then the morning after the tour we’ll drive up to Orlando to go to Disney World. Then, we’ll fly up to New York, which is where we’ll spend the rest pf the two weeks, because Dad managed to get us all tickets to see Be More Chill on Broadway! I’m so excited, it’s going to be the best two weeks of my life.

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pigstepmp3-moved · 5 years

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the writers really did buck dirty in s01e02

its the post you’ve all been waiting for—my Aggravated Analysis Of Everything That Makes Me Mad about the Therapy Scene tm, now featuring some things that show just how emotionally and mentally fucked buck is. now, i know we All hate that scene with all of our hearts (buck deserves to have a Good experience w therapy for once, but thats just my opinion), but i wanna go into detail about what exactly makes me SEETHE about that scene, complete w gifs and screenshots so i can better explain myself. im putting it all under the cut bc its kind of A Lot, so click that “read more” if you wanna read my angry complaining

alright, lets set the scene (i know we’re all aware of the situation behind this scene, but i think its important to remind you all of it). season one episode two. bucks still very much a Huge horn dog. buck has also very recently suffered his First loss on the job and its taking a huge toll on him. i think what’s most important to talk about before we get to the therapy scene itself is the scene where abby’s watching him on the news with carla.

(not the greatest quality, but that doesnt matter). he very clearly looks uncomfortable just talking about what happened in such a Casual, No Pressure setting. he says, “i was just doing my job. i’m happy we were able to help the people we helped and i’m really sorry about those we couldn’t save.” he stutters a few times as he says it, looks and sounds very uneasy, which seems very out of character for him. he’s usually super confident and chill, but as he’s asked to talk about this (most likely) traumatic thing, he kinda clams up, yknow? theres also something in his voice that reminds me very heavily of the way My voice sounds when Im trying to force back tears, but that might just be The Way He Talks

another thing that he says that really stands out to me (i dont know if this is necessarily important to the topic at hand, but i wanna talk about it so whatever) is, “. . . um, i’m sure they’re just turned on by the uniform. you know, i don’t know if they would feel that way if they saw me out of it.” ignoring the more sexual connotations to what he’s saying there, let’s talk about what he most likely meant by that particular statement. he still sounds a little nervous as he says it and kind of avoids the reporters eyes. it sounds to me like this is a rare moment of buck’s insecurities being let loose. “i don’t know if they would feel that way if they saw me out of it.” this implies, i think, some insecurities about like.. every part of himself. it almost seems like, in this moment, he thinks his only redeeming quality is the uniform. which might actually be what he’s thinking right then, ‘cause he’s still trying to figure out how to cope with his first loss. i think theres some part of him, somewhere behind that overly confident persona, that has a lot more insecurities than he shows, but thats a conversation for another day.

now, let’s move on a little from that. what i think is very important and notable about that scene is some of the things abby says after watching buck on the news. first thing she says that stands out to me is, “i’ve been thinking i might want to call him to see how he is.” she’s worried about him. i think she’s probably been worried about him since the first time he was on the news, earlier that episode. and for good reasons, i think, because later on, she says, “. . . he needs help, you know? i mean, he’s got so much pain in his face. everybody’s treating him like a hero. he doesn’t feel like a hero. as far as he’s concerned, the guy that he was trying to save fell.” like, wow, just tear my heart out and stomp on it a bunch, why dont you? its such a wonderful and apt summary of what buck’s going through. to put it rather simply, he’s fucking distraught, and for good reasons. plus, that quote is one of the Big things that influenced my headcanon of buck having depression, and i could probably analyze every single scene bucks in in this episode that have added onto that head canon of mind bc there are at least a couple different things i could blather on about, but that’s some analysis for another post (if you’re interested in me talking about that tho, definitely feel free to let me know)

now, let’s move on a little further to the Dreaded Scene (i’d totally go into the scene that immediately follows the last one i talked about, where buck and abby are speaking on the phone, but i think i’ve emphasized my point of buck going through some shit in this episode to the point where that isn’t strictly necessary). for the rest of this post, i’m gonna kind of analyze every single little thing that buck does and says in the therapy scene bc pretty much all of it contributes to my burning hatred of that therapist.

like, yeah, no SHIT, honey!! as far as we, the audience, are concerned, this is the First time he’s EVER been to therapy. in my own personal experiences, my first time going to therapy was SO uncomfortable. and just looking at buck right here makes me feel uncomfortable, too—he’s fidgeting with his hands, looks to the side, looks down, looks up at her for a moment before looking away again. this boy looks nervous as hell, and for good reasons. he confirms that he is in fact uncomfortable, and then the therapist says, “well, that’s not unusual. you’ve been through a trauma. that’s why you’re here—to deal with those feelings.” remember that, because i’m not gonna go into the importance of that quote just yet.

the next thing buck says is, “uh, yeah, i’m, uh, i’m not really into feelings.” he kind of avoids looking at the therapist as he says this, though not as much as he did in that last gif. but his voice is like... uncharacteristically quiet as he says it.

more!! avoidance!! he keeps averting his eyes, looking anywhere that ISNT his therapist. and at the end of what he says here, he clenches his jaw a little. a nervous tick, maybe? i don’t know. as he talks here, though, his voice is, yet again, very quiet. he sounds just about broken right here, and it makes my heart ache so bad for him

after a brief break to check out what athena and michael are talking about, his therapist says, "i treat a lot of first responders—people who run toward danger—but maybe there's something you're running from as well? what is it about discussing your feelings that scares you?" the answer buck gives her? a very defensive, “i’m not scared.” if youre not scared, then why are you avoiding talking about your damn feelings like the fucking black plague? and when i say that he says it defensively, i mean, like, way too defensive to Not be suspicious

we don’t get to hear anymore about that particular question because next, we’re checking up on athena and michael again, and then we’re talking about something else. the therapist says, "you lost somebody. that's hard."

as he says this, he sounds fucking SAD. he sounds completely and utterly BROKEN. throughout this whole clip, he sounds entirely broken. the therapist asks if this was his first time. he responds with, "i mean, i've had calls where it was... too late, but, uh, but i've only been doing this not even six months. now, i... i just can't shake the feeling that this one didn't need to go down the way that it did." again, he sounds like he’s hurting really badly. this loss is really taking a huge toll on him and that is Very clear. she then asks him if he thinks there was something he could have differently. he doesnt respond, just looks up at her like this:

his eyes are a little red, and it looks like there are some tears in his eyes. like wow, you could murder me and it would hurt less than seeing buck like this

now, the next snippet is about where everything Starts Going To Shit (this is also the part where i start sobbing like a dumb baby, but thats neither here nor there).

you see that shit right there?? if you listen hard enough, you can hear my heart breaking into a million pieces. from this point on, buck is CRYING. honest to god fucking CRYING. he looks like he’s hurting so badly, especially at the end of that gif, when he furrows his eyebrows. it looks kind of like he’s trying to keep himself from straight up Sobbing. i’m sure it seems almost like i’m dwelling on this for a little longer than necessary, but i think emphasizing how emotional he is in this part is very important to understand just how much the end of this scene makes me fucking SEETHE. this next little bit is where i start to transition from Sadness to absolute Rage

you see that? this is the start of my slow deterioration into madness. up until this point, everything about this therapy session was completely and entirely professional. but home girl decides, hey, yknow whats a good idea? waltzing my happy ass across the room, sitting down directly in front of my PATIENT, and resting my hand on said PATIENT’s arm. i dunno about you guys, but this seems terrible on so many levels that it isnt funny.

now, yknow what happens next? some classic avoidance from our boy. she calls him mr buckley, so he says, "it's, um... it's actually just buck." (after VERY AUDIBLY SNIFFLING by the way, but i digress). he then deflects even FURTHER by asking her if she friended him on facebook.

“i thought you looked familiar,” he says. he’s no longer actively crying at this point, but there are most certainly still some tears in his eyes.

now, do you know what happens next, after a brief break to check up on athena and michael? the worst thing that could happen happens! i know it, you know it, little miss unprofessional sleeps with buck! and yknow what she says Immediately afterwards? “i can’t believe i just did that. i am so sorry.” like.... no! saying “sorry” doesnt change the fact that you TOOK ADVANTAGE of someone who is CLEARLY not in the right frame of mind to consent to something like that. yknow what he was doing the last time we saw him? crying. bc hes in a very vulnerable place in this episode. and yeah, sure, i guess you could make the argument that he was seducing her a little, but that doesnt change the fact that this is fucked up. now, side note about me, i’m only in high school and i’ve never had any job before, so i dont quite know the ins and outs of the professional world. but i do know a thing or two about common sense, so its pretty easy for me to assume that shit like this is awful on like a million different levels. i think the power imbalance is super clear to anyone who has any number of brain cells.

now, buck being as emotionally stunted as he is, says that she made him feel better (probably just for a few minutes, but thats neither here nor there). and yknow what she says? “you should go.” remember that quote from earlier? the one that i said was important and that i was going to go into later? “well, that’s not unusual. you’ve been through a trauma. that’s why you’re here—to deal with those feelings.” yknow what buck Didnt do? deal with those feelings. he talked about his feelings for maybe ten minutes, and that’s assuming that, during the cuts to athena and michael, the session was continuing and that it wasnt a matter of like, oh, this stuff is happening At The Same Time.

and all that is just During the session. we dont ever see the aftermath of it, we dont ever see buck talking about that session or anything along those lines. and we most certainly dont see him trying to go talk to a different therapist. the rest of what im going to be talking about this post is purely speculation, but i think its highly probable that this could all be canon. like i just mentioned, as far as we know, buck hasnt gone to another therapist after that shit show. additionally, we can also assume that buck really hasnt talked to like....... anyone about the shit he’s gone through, both past shit and shit that was brought up from this first loss of his. so as far as we’re concerned, he’s never properly worked through it all. he’s also probably never gotten any proper coping mechanisms to deal with any further losses. it seems a little too morbid to think that bucks just gotten used to the feeling that comes with losing someone, so i think its pretty safe to assume that, after every single loss he suffers, he gets like..... super fucked up, purely because he never talked about (a), the reason why hes scared to talk about feelings, or (b), how to deal with said feelings, especially when they’re bad. and thats not fair to him!! that loss clearly took a huge toll on buck, Most of the description of that episode is talking about the roller coaster and bucks feelings, but he never got to heal from it. if buck doesnt get something akin to a redemption arc, where he gets to see a therapist to properly work through all of his issues, i’m going to riot

anyway. thats all i have to say on the matter. i’ve been working on this for most of the day because i have so many thoughts and feelings about the way buck was treated during this episode. i will die mad about it. but i think i’ve said pretty much all i have to say on the topic now, so i hope my frustrated rambling was interesting or whatever to read. so, thanks for reading! ♥

#evan buckley #buck buckley #911 fox #911 on fox #lemme know if there are any errors or anything? im not proof reading this bc im much too lazy and bc i just wanna post this shit already #kendall blabbers #(maybe i should make a tag eventually just for ranting like this. i dunno. we'll see)

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verdigrisprowl · 5 years

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Nov 12 Dancitron Movie Night - The Arrival

Soundwave is all gung ho about translating the alien written language. Prowl helped him graph all the little points on it.

Yesterday NoodlesAtNight 7:30 pm *Soundwave is getting as close to rushing as he ever gets without an actual emergency, making sure everything is Just Right for this particular show.* opatoes 7:31 pm /Smokescreen's coming in with a few snacks and the covenant, and is taking his seat on a couch upside down, head towards the ground and his doorwings very uncomfortable/ NoodlesAtNight 7:32 pm *He has Heard Things about it and he wants things to go just this side of perfectly. Everything's clean. Everything's orderly. All things have a place, and the place they're in is where they should be.*

*....Except Smokescreen. Naturally.* [[What /are/ you doing.]] opatoes 7:33 pm Good to see you too, Soundwave. I'm sitting down! On a couch! NoodlesAtNight 7:33 pm [[Are you certain of that?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:34 pm ((I forgot that this had a rap part)) opatoes 7:34 pm ... Yeah? I'm pretty sure I'm sitting. I'm definitely not standing, after all. NoodlesAtNight 7:34 pm [[Yes, but you're...]] *Makes a sort of motion indicating a flip upside down.* ((same)) opatoes 7:34 pm Oh! Ohhhh, is that the problem? opatoes 7:35 pm /Smokescreen's turning himself 90 degrees, this time practically hogging the couch./ NoodlesAtNight 7:35 pm *Smokescreen now looks like half the usual guests.* [[Oh, that's better. He was concerned about your internal gyros for a moment.]] opatoes 7:36 pm Aww- you were worrying about me? You really can be a nice bot sometimes, Sounds. opatoes 7:37 pm /Also he's singing along to this song!/ SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:37 pm *enter dragon! with snacks! nothing out of the ordinary tonight, so she'll just put them in the Designated Snack Spot* Hello, Soundwave! NoodlesAtNight 7:37 pm [[Don't say such things where others can hear you.]] [[Greetings, dragon.]] *He'll walk with her and assist. He's in a Good Mood.* opatoes 7:38 pm It's true, though! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:38 pm 😮! *Soundwave help! it's her lucky day!* Thank you, Soundwave! Swervester 7:39 pm [stumbles in and slumps tiredly against the closest couch] NoodlesAtNight 7:39 pm [[It's not,]] *he says while helping someone.* [[And you're welcome, dragon. You do such good work; he really must consider making you one of Dancitron's official suppliers.]] [[...Feeling poorly, Swerve?]] Swervester 7:39 pm Didn't sleep well last night. Crazy bar party. NoodlesAtNight 7:40 pm [[How so?]] Swervester 7:41 pm Rodimus decided it was Appreciate Swerve Night and threw me a surprise party in the bar. opatoes 7:41 pm Really? It's not like you've proven me wrong recently. You haven't unleashed your tentacles on anyone in a while, so that's pretty nice! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:41 pm *the dragon puffs up so proudly that she might well be in danger of exploding* It would be an honor. NoodlesAtNight 7:42 pm [[Appreciate Swerve Night? He can see why you are tired.]] *Surely everyone recognizes Swerve's good qualities. They were on full and obvious display during the protoform plague.* [[Then he will look into the paperwork, dear dragon.]] *A tiny head bow in her direction before he heads back to his seat.* [[And that is factually incorrect, Smokescreen.]] Yesterday Swervester 7:42 pm Yeah! It was really nice. Just lasted all night so there was less sleep than expected. opatoes 7:43 pm Really? Have you menaced someone with your tentacles recently, Soundwave? NoodlesAtNight 7:43 pm [[He said nothing about menacing. Merely unleashing.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:43 pm *the dragon is churring and purring all the way to the nearest couch. she's gonna be an official supplier! for Dancitron! that's even better than fighting a god!* opatoes 7:43 pm ... Have you unleashed your tentacles on someone? Poor bot. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:44 pm *SLIIIIIIIIDES in* BIRD! NoodlesAtNight 7:44 pm [[Well, if you must sleep, try to do so after the film. He has heard good things about it. Many, many good things. Fantastic things.]] [[Of course he has.]] *But they don't tend to complain.* opatoes 7:44 pm ((i never realized episode 3 came out the day before my birthday in whatever year it came out aszcxvb)) NoodlesAtNight 7:45 pm {{SWOOOOOOOOP}} MedicalMurdersaurus 7:45 pm HIIII! *bounces* Hi Bird! NoodlesAtNight 7:45 pm *NYOOM can an origami bird knock over a pterodactyl? We're about to find out.* Arcee-Autobot 7:45 pm *Has no idea whats going on but Puts hands up* I'm also Here Hello, Everyone! Swervester 7:45 pm Ooh, what's it a film about? NoodlesAtNight 7:46 pm *Soundwave's mood is, uh. Accidentally catching, a little, among the minicons.*

[[Greetings, Arcee. It is Arcee, correct?]] *Has the right look, but one never knows.* [[/Communication./]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:46 pm *it's like a physics question. how many treats does one need to place in Laserbeak's gaping maw before her maximum velocity carries enough impact to knock over one dinobot?* *make sure to show all of your work* opatoes 7:47 pm ((Fun fact star wars episode iii is thirteen years old as of this year apparently)) NoodlesAtNight 7:47 pm *There are a bunch of empty cubes behind the bar, if that counts?* ((happy birthday episode 3)) Arcee-Autobot 7:47 pm You're Correct, it is Arcee SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:47 pm ((speaking of birthdays)) opatoes 7:47 pm ((episode iii is old enough to go on forums and complain about star wars)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:47 pm ((as of five days ago I can legally beer)) ((woop woop)) NoodlesAtNight 7:47 pm ((a;ghagwhagah))

((and specs: HAPPY FIVE DAYS AGO BIRTHDAY)) Arcee-Autobot 7:48 pm [[ Happy late Birthday!]] opatoes 7:48 pm ((HAPPY BIRTHDAY i thought you were older than me asdbvxcbn SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:48 pm ((sorry smokeymun I'm only 21)) opatoes 7:48 pm ((im like 23 i think so it's not too big but i thought you were like... 24 for some reason)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:49 pm ((is it because I hang out with Whirlmun? she's, what, 26?)) NoodlesAtNight 7:49 pm ((haha you young'ns)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:49 pm ((crow, ofc, is an official Fandom Elder and can throw dentures at us)) Swervester 7:49 pm //slides a 29 under the table NoodlesAtNight 7:49 pm [[Seat yourself anywhere you like, Arcee. Refreshments are at the bar; midgrade and snacks are free but high grade must be purchased.]] SCProwl 7:50 pm ((/shakes cane at room Yesterday opatoes 7:50 pm ... Wait, snakes are free? Snacks I mean snacks Swervester 7:50 pm I hope snakes are free. Arcee-Autobot 7:50 pm Snakes? NoodlesAtNight 7:50 pm <<Chimera is not free.>> opatoes 7:50 pm Let Chimera be free! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:50 pm Chimera is free to do whatever they please, right? NoodlesAtNight 7:50 pm <<Oh. Chimera is that free. Chimera is not money free.>> MedicalMurdersaurus 7:50 pm *sees what she's doing and COLLAPSES when hit, laughing the whole way down* Swervester 7:50 pm Free Chimera 2k18? opatoes 7:51 pm Chimera is priceless though, you can't place a price on them. chronosmith 7:51 pm ()(i already tole u but HAPPY BIRTH AGAIN SPECS)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:51 pm Is Chimera free to be hugged? ((HAPPY BORTH ME)) NoodlesAtNight 7:51 pm *Bird sprouts feelers like big secretary bird legs and marches up Swoop to stare down his face.* {{You Swoop dead. This mean Bird Dinobot now?}} NoodlesAtNight 7:52 pm <<Yes! Chimera likes hugs.>> *They slither out from beneath the couch and look around. Where are hugs? Where is affection? It's so lonely, not counting its main companions.* Arcee-Autobot 7:52 pm [[ Brb I've got to go stop a Child from eating a Crayon again]] NoodlesAtNight 7:52 pm ((omg go o)) MedicalMurdersaurus 7:52 pm *does his best BLEH dead impression* yup NoodlesAtNight 7:52 pm {{Kay. Bird go usurp Grimlock now.}} chronosmith 7:52 pm *also has big secretary bird legs, but they're not made of feelers, and attached to him. They're carrying him into the room RIGHT NOW. And rolling at their heels is his Whirlipede* MedicalMurdersaurus 7:53 pm :V King Bird Swervester 7:53 pm [Oh no Chimera's cute. Hello Swerve has a lap] opatoes 7:53 pm /Oops! More people are here! Smokescreen's turning around on the couch so he's upside down on it again./ SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:53 pm *THE HUGS ARE UPON THEE, CHIMERA. dragonflop. It Is Hug Time.* NoodlesAtNight 7:53 pm {{Get tiny crown, neheheh.}}

[[Greetings, Whirl. And - ah. Has it been named yet?]] opatoes 7:53 pm !! Arcee! Cee! Arc! How're you doing? MedicalMurdersaurus 7:54 pm YAH! Little tiny crown for Bird : > Then you bossy everyone kehehheh MORE bossy NoodlesAtNight 7:54 pm *Chimera briefly coils around the dragon in an overjoyed hug before slithering toward the couch and the patted lap.* <<Small dragon comes with Chimera to sit on the Short Legs bot. Yes?>> chronosmith 7:54 pm Not yet. I'm gonna see if our resident braniac can communicate with it, and ask if it has one. NoodlesAtNight 7:55 pm {{Bossiest Bird. It because Bird knows best.}} SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:55 pm As long as the Short Legs bot is alright with it. I know some people have issues with fur. *but she likes These Hugs and will not give them up so easily* Swervester 7:55 pm Sure, come and sit. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:55 pm *mental note to bring a crown for bird next movie night* Yesterday NoodlesAtNight 7:56 pm //Hey! I ain't missed nothin', right?// *Rumble's jogging downstairs.* //Frenzy didn't wanna get the frag outta the washracks. Hey, Whirl! Whirl's tire.// NoodlesAtNight 7:56 pm [[He hopes the resident brainiac is successful.]] chronosmith 7:57 pm Me too. *perks up a bit, and bobs his head at Rumble* Hey, mech. Long time no see. *and with great aplomb, he is on the couch. His tire goes underneath it again* Sorry I haven't made it, y'know. Out much. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:57 pm *bobbles his head in agreement, still "dead" on the floor* NoodlesAtNight 7:59 pm //Hey, you don't gotta apologize. I been stuck on night shifts cuz SOMEONE--// *And here he throws an empty cube at Laserbeak* //Complained she couldn't get no sleep at night with me 'n the bro down here.// MedicalMurdersaurus 7:59 pm !!! chronosmith 7:59 pm ((every time this video comes up I am mesmerized)) opatoes 7:59 pm /Also Smokescreen's going to get up and dance to this!/ chronosmith 7:59 pm ((no matter what I'm doing)) NoodlesAtNight 8:00 pm *Rumble hops up onto Whirl's couch and blows a raspberry at Bird. She blats back at him.* {{It work, too, if Buzzsaw not blab tell Bird not sleeping then.}} NoodlesAtNight 8:01 pm ((AHEM nobody saw that)) NoodlesAtNight 8:02 pm ((we'll start in 5-10)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:03 pm *pops up* You Bird can hang out with Me Swoop! You can with Swoop instead : > SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:04 pm ((me dissociating)) chronosmith 8:04 pm Pfft. What a narc. Well, I'll try and make these more often. I would say I've been busy, but that's a lie. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:05 pm ((that cat vine is soundwave's life, huh? opening the door and a million cute screaming faces)) NoodlesAtNight 8:05 pm {{Bird do that. Swoop not blabber.}}

((ABSOLUTELY his life)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:05 pm Oh, there was /my/ friday night. chronosmith 8:05 pm *snickers* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:06 pm And this is monday. NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm {{BIRD}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:06 pm :V Bird NoodlesAtNight 8:06 pm //Whatcha been doin' then? The ship fixed up all the way yet?// SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:08 pm And /that's/ why docents are a thing. NoodlesAtNight 8:08 pm [[Oh, look. Movie nights.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:08 pm *snickers* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:09 pm OH BIRD NoodlesAtNight 8:09 pm ((all right so, WARNINGS: Actually, not many. Cancer, needles, mention of racism and related -isms, creepy critters from outer space.)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:09 pm biiiird chronosmith 8:09 pm It's getting there. I've got to convince someone to come down to Cybertron to do work on it for a few days, which is going to be fun, since negotiation isn't really what you'd all my STRONG suit, but y'know. Gotta do what you gotta do. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:09 pm ((o7)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:10 pm *spazzing out* biRD NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm {{What!?}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:10 pm Me SWOOP want to Halloween candy for you!!! NoodlesAtNight 8:10 pm //You want we should lean on 'em?// NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm {{Pffff. Swoop whole two week late. Halloween not til next year.}} Today MedicalMurdersaurus 8:11 pm No n ono no! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:11 pm Put dry ice inside their plating until they agree to help you. *the dragon does not know what negotiation is* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:11 pm Me Swoop DO Halloween! Us Dinobots all Halloween. NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm *Chimera settles in to watch a movie with the Short Legs mech and the Dragon. They're quite content; this is a good night already.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:11 pm Me Swoop lots and LOTS of candy for You Bird! From trick or treat : > SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:11 pm *loafs up on Chimera. comfy.* NoodlesAtNight 8:11 pm *Her visor has never been so bright, Swoop.* {{You not eat?}} MedicalMurdersaurus 8:12 pm Nah! It for You Bird : > Boomtank 8:12 pm -Is he here in time?- NoodlesAtNight 8:12 pm *Soundwave's attention is RIGHT on the screen. Blaster missed maybe 20 seconds.* *He waves a feeler over his back. Greetings.* Boomtank 8:12 pm -phew. Going to wave back and sit in a free chair- opatoes 8:13 pm Is that kid a centaur? NoodlesAtNight 8:13 pm [[Don't be silly. It's a toy.]] NoodlesAtNight 8:14 pm *...Oh. Oh, she's -- oh. Her spawn.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:14 pm *winces. that poor docent.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:14 pm *wiggles* Me Swoop hide candy so noooo Dinobots can get! It for You Bird : > Boomtank 8:14 pm ...... chronosmith 8:15 pm Nah, nah. Intimidation won't help me a lot here. Gotta trust these people to build my bulkheads, after all. NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm {{You Swoop - uhhhhhh.}} *She sort of dances from clawfoot to clawfoot.* {{You want share?}} //Oh, huh. Yeah, that's true. Bribe 'em?// Boomtank 8:15 pm ........ NoodlesAtNight 8:15 pm *Oh, look. It's like the tv in Soundwave's apartment.* chronosmith 8:16 pm Sort of. Just paying em. The money isn't the hard part, I've... acquired some shanix. But not a lot of aliens wanna come to Cybertron. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:16 pm No no! *clearly she is confused* Me Swoop not share it. Me Swoop get for Bird! NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm *Thin birdy squeal.* Boomtank 8:16 pm !!! NoodlesAtNight 8:16 pm [[...Are you all right, Blaster? You feel concerned.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:16 pm !!! MedicalMurdersaurus 8:17 pm Keeheh Boomtank 8:17 pm Ah, no, I'm fine Just tired opatoes 8:17 pm Oww Boomtank 8:17 pm -he means it. Mostly- SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:17 pm *that docent is /deeply/ dissociated. how long has it been after the death of her charge?* opatoes 8:17 pm ... Also, hey, Soundwave, I might've brought a book with me, if you wanna read it with me. NoodlesAtNight 8:18 pm *Soundwave glances toward Smokescreen. Then back to the movie. Then the bot, and the movie, and--- hhhhh.* [[What book?]] opatoes 8:19 pm /Smokescreen's still upside down, holding the covenant out./ I mean- we can do it later! /He's half expecting the movie to go into ruined cities and he brought a distraction with him just in case/ NoodlesAtNight 8:20 pm *Light flicker.* [[He would like that. But for the moment--]] *He nods toward the screen. Communication, Smokescreen. He can't miss it.* //So maybe you ask 'em to do the buildin' off Cybertron. Take it to Earth, or somethin'.// SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:21 pm ((ma'am, I would absolutely not be going to class if aliens showed up in america)) NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm [[She seems so surprised by the lack of students.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:21 pm ((I'd be getting my butt to montana and putting on my chapstick)) NoodlesAtNight 8:21 pm ((LOL)) Impactbabyrobo 8:21 pm ((hee)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:21 pm ((I will be the FIRST person to kissu an alien)) chronosmith 8:21 pm ((count me second)) Arcee-Autobot 8:21 pm [[ Wow Finally back after Wrestling a child]] verdigrisprowl 8:21 pm *arrives late* NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm ((wb! and hi impact!)) *Soundwave is immediately reaching for Prowl to update him. Prowl. Prowl. You have to see.* Impactbabyrobo 8:22 pm *scoots in, not loudly announcing her presence for once because the movie has already started* ((hiii)) NoodlesAtNight 8:22 pm *Chimera beeps at Impact. They remember her.* Boomtank 8:22 pm Oh! -now the movie has his full attention- verdigrisprowl 8:22 pm *takes his usual s—oh, he's being grabbed at* What did I miss? Arcee-Autobot 8:22 pm [[ turns out the kid wasn't eating the crayon, no no, she had it up her nose and stuck]] Impactbabyrobo 8:22 pm Chimera! 3😀 chronosmith 8:22 pm That's the thing, I can't get it off-planet until it's fixed. ...huh. Appropriate, that we're watching a movie about translation, isn't it? Impactbabyrobo 8:23 pm *skedoodles over to Chimera* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:23 pm *digs around in his subspace to see if he has any goodies on him to give to Bird* Arcee-Autobot 8:23 pm *Arcee takes a seat wherever is available next to whomever is alright with it* NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm *BAM instant update of data. Human lady's spawn died of sickness, she is very numb, something landed on the planet, people are freaking out. She's being asked to translate alien creatures.* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:23 pm *pulls out one of Arcee's knives instead* NoodlesAtNight 8:23 pm [[He's skipping so many steps.]] NoodlesAtNight 8:24 pm [[Idiot. How do you expect someone to understand a brand new language without exposure?]] Impactbabyrobo 8:24 pm Uh-huh! Boomtank 8:24 pm It can't be done Not with that short of a clip, at that quality opatoes 8:24 pm Are they just expecting her to be like "These growls are probably angry growls" chronosmith 8:24 pm Honestly I don't get why they thought they'd be successful with that. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:24 pm They want a miracle, not an answer. Impactbabyrobo 8:24 pm Boooooo Arcee-Autobot 8:24 pm *Confused Arcee has no real idea whats going on around her* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:25 pm *offers Bird the knife instead* NoodlesAtNight 8:25 pm [[Of course they are. Humans are as fearful as we are. They want a reason to shoot.]] chronosmith 8:25 pm Anyway, hey, Prowl. You figured out how to speak to your little guy. Any chance you might be able to decipher tire? Boomtank 8:25 pm Well SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:25 pm Landing outside of her house? How rude. verdigrisprowl 8:25 pm You know how when an engineer says he can build something in two days and his superior demands it in two hours, like his superior thinks that will get faster results? I think it's that. Boomtank 8:25 pm They REALLY want answers verdigrisprowl 8:25 pm ... "Tire"? Boomtank 8:25 pm And yeah, they're...they're being unreasonable NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm *Just your average group of bots scattered across the multiverse coming together to chatter about themselves and the movie, Arcee. Nothing too much to think about. Just enjoy yourself.* Impactbabyrobo 8:26 pm *also a Child* NoodlesAtNight 8:26 pm *Bird takes the knife and makes stabbing motions at the air. She's thrilled.*

//I mean, you got a bridge, don't ya? Anyhow, appropriate how?// NoodlesAtNight 8:27 pm [[If she wrote it, he likes her.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 8:27 pm Keehee <3 Impactbabyrobo 8:27 pm ruuuuude opatoes 8:27 pm Wow what an aft Like... Without language, how are you gonna communicate your science? Boomtank 8:27 pm There is more than one cornerstone NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm [[Thank you, Blaster.]] verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm The cornerstone of civilization is a desire and intent to cooperate. Impactbabyrobo 8:28 pm You need several for a building! verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm They're both thinking too high level. Boomtank 8:28 pm Egos verdigrisprowl 8:28 pm ... But a desire to cooperate leads to language a lot faster than it leads to science. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:28 pm You Bird stab bot! That more fun than talky movie! Boomtank 8:28 pm That's it NoodlesAtNight 8:28 pm [[Yes. Yes it does.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:28 pm It's an egg. Boomtank 8:29 pm And what the hell? NoodlesAtNight 8:29 pm {{Us go stab bot now?}} *Blink blink.* chronosmith 8:29 pm Yeah. Tire creature. *looks down--and then bends over, peeking under the couch. His Whirlipede rolls out, nearly smacking him in the face* That. This. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:29 pm *grins and shrugs, why does she think he has a PLAN?* chronosmith 8:29 pm And, I was referring to this, Rumble. *gestures to himself, Prowl, and the Whirlipede* NoodlesAtNight 8:30 pm //Oh! Oh, yeah, that's - that's appropriate. Don't think your guy comes in no 1200 foot tall egg though. Heh.// verdigrisprowl 8:30 pm Oh. Yes. It was at another movie night recently, wasn't it? SCProwl 8:31 pm *Prowl arrives late as hell* What have I missed so far? NoodlesAtNight 8:31 pm {{...Bird knows bot. Him rude. Call Chimera dumb toy. Us go stab.}} *Soundwave immediately connects the other Prowl to a visual feed and a solid catchup list of data* Boomtank 8:31 pm -squirms- verdigrisprowl 8:31 pm ((WHO SHIT TALKED CHIMERA)) Boomtank 8:31 pm -needles, no thanks- Impactbabyrobo 8:31 pm ((PROTECT CHIMERA)) opatoes 8:31 pm But- that's true, Impact! NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm ((a dead mech)) SCProwl 8:32 pm Thank you, Soundwave. Impactbabyrobo 8:32 pm 3😀 ((nice)) verdigrisprowl 8:32 pm ((boy, are they ever)) chronosmith 8:32 pm *to Rumble* Not that I know of, but if it does, then damn, I need to ask if I can move in with IT.

*to Prowl* Yep! Hung out a couple of weeks back. *it's rolling around now, having been released from its self-imposed imprisonment under the couch* MedicalMurdersaurus 8:32 pm Yaahhhh! Stabbing! *double fist pump* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:32 pm ((the dragon will kill)) Boomtank 8:32 pm ((murder NoodlesAtNight 8:32 pm [[That is not what he's saying, you--]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm That's why you bring a rebreather. verdigrisprowl 8:33 pm He's saying that they're taking great pains NOT to suffocate the humans. SCProwl 8:33 pm They've been trained to see threats where there might not even be one. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:33 pm ((scuba is fun)) verdigrisprowl 8:34 pm When all you have is a hammer, everything looks like a nail. opatoes 8:34 pm Soundwave, is this like Shape of the Water? Impactbabyrobo 8:34 pm *digs around in her subspace for a bit, before going "aha!" and pulling out a bit of tinsel* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:34 pm ((it would be if I was there)) ((wink wonk)) Impactbabyrobo 8:34 pm Oh, the movie with the lady and fish guy and the romance? NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm *Bird floats up and sneaks toward the door. She's gonna sneak out and have herself a good night with Swoop in tow.* chronosmith 8:34 pm ((i gotta see the aliens before I make my verdict)) opatoes 8:34 pm Yeah! The romance movie. Impactbabyrobo 8:34 pm *offers tinsel bit to chimera* opatoes 8:34 pm Are they gonna romance the aliens in this one? ... It's not like Alien, is it? NoodlesAtNight 8:34 pm *Get some lessons taught to dumb bots with more mouth than desire to keep their limbs.* opatoes 8:35 pm isn't that the bean in chicago SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm ((look, if aliens land on earth, idc what they look like. I'm giving 'em a smooching if the smooching is non-harmful to the aliens and they agree to be smooched.)) Impactbabyrobo 8:35 pm anish kapoooooooor! NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm *Both Ravage and Chimera lift their heads. Tinsel?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm ((I /will/ be the first human to smooch an alien)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:35 pm *is down for both watching AND unnecessarily cauterizing wounds, because that's what friends are for* verdigrisprowl 8:35 pm ((look. i'm ace.)) ((but if aliens landed, i WOULD be dtf.)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:35 pm ((literally same)) opatoes 8:35 pm ((ill be in line to smooch an alien asap NoodlesAtNight 8:35 pm ((agree)) MedicalMurdersaurus 8:35 pm ((James Tiptree has a story about that LOL)) Arcee-Autobot 8:35 pm [[ But what if Aliens want to smooch you??]] Impactbabyrobo 8:36 pm *😮 thinks, then divides tinsel into two pieces* ((saaaame)) NoodlesAtNight 8:36 pm ((then they may form their own line)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:36 pm ((if aliens want to smooch me back hell yeah)) verdigrisprowl 8:36 pm ... I've seen a species that uses craft like that. Impactbabyrobo 8:37 pm *beams and holds out one tinsel bit toward Chimera and one toward Ravage* 3😀 Boomtank 8:37 pm -watching intently- chronosmith 8:37 pm ((same tbh but in movie aliens i got some standards)) opatoes 8:37 pm ((I feel like the best case scenario for aliens is that they come here and are dtf and nice NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm <<Sit with Chimera and friends,>> *they chirp to Impact, nosing around the tinsel. It's a good couch. Swerve, them, the dragon.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm ((that's valid)) NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm *Ravage just gobbles it with bright optics and streeeeeeetches on the floor.* verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm ((yeah fair. if we're looking at the whole range of fictional aliens we can afford to be choosy. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:37 pm *the dragon is having a cozy loaf on Chimera. all is well with the world.* NoodlesAtNight 8:37 pm [[Which species, Prowl?]] verdigrisprowl 8:37 pm ... ............ I forgot their name. Impactbabyrobo 8:37 pm Okay! *sits!* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:38 pm ((me, grabbing a yaujita in one arm and a protoss in the other: mine)) NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[Oh. If you remember, let him know. He is curious. And... that is an odd way for something to behave on Earth.]] chronosmith 8:38 pm ((me, holding a shoggoth in the air: mine!)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:38 pm Huh. That's not how gravity works. Boomtank 8:38 pm What. verdigrisprowl 8:38 pm ... I don't know whether they do that on the inside. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:38 pm ((you are a big dumb gay and you are BEYOND valid, cy)) Boomtank 8:38 pm Oh wow chronosmith 8:38 pm ((thank you my friend 😎 )) NoodlesAtNight 8:38 pm [[....Fascinating.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:39 pm I want to do that. That would be so much fun to fly in. Impactbabyrobo 8:39 pm Wooaahhh! chronosmith 8:39 pm Yeah, that is pretty damn neat. Wonder if I can get THAT installed. Boomtank 8:39 pm Looks like fun NoodlesAtNight 8:39 pm *Chimera nudges Impact's arm. Welcome to the couch. ... It will bite off a tiny piece of tinsel for her. Sharing!* [[If you get that installed, show him how.]] chronosmith 8:40 pm Will do. NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm [[He has an idea of how to use it.]] chronosmith 8:40 pm Oh? verdigrisprowl 8:40 pm ... I think that should be possible in our ships. Boomtank 8:40 pm Don't fall Impactbabyrobo 8:40 pm *oh gosh! Impact toys fiddles with the tinsel bit happily* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:40 pm *if people are being hospitalized due to alien stress, you might not want to force someone into the alien ship.* I suppose the space elevators would be like that if the gravity wasn't standardized. chronosmith 8:40 pm All else fails, I can get a really BIG magnet. NoodlesAtNight 8:40 pm *Still thinking, Chimera continues separating their tinsel bit. A portion for Swerve and a portion for the dragon.* Swervester 8:41 pm Thanks. verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm *slowly turns to look at whirl* Impactbabyrobo 8:41 pm ((chimera is too precious)) Swervester 8:41 pm [he's gonna chew on that slowly] chronosmith 8:41 pm Like, the biggest. verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm ... Do you have a potential source for this really big magnet. chronosmith 8:41 pm Not yet I don't. Swervester 8:41 pm Knowing our ship, we probably have one somewhere in Brainstorm's lab verdigrisprowl 8:41 pm Ah. *the slightest hint of disappointment* NoodlesAtNight 8:41 pm [[She is having trouble not panicking, he thinks.]] *Eyeing the linguist.* chronosmith 8:42 pm But that would be a hell of a security system. 'Oh, you wanna cause trouble? Say hello to my electro-magnet, idiot.' NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm //...Frag's the bird for?// chronosmith 8:42 pm Company? Impactbabyrobo 8:42 pm Oh oh! I think I know! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:42 pm *the dragon churrs, but pushes her tinsel bit back to Chimera* Organics don't need tinsel. You should eat this. NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm //Oh. Huh, I guess they might like pets.// Impactbabyrobo 8:42 pm It's like, mining! Boomtank 8:42 pm A bribe? Impactbabyrobo 8:42 pm If the air gets bad, the bird has a hard time first! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:42 pm If the bird can breathe, so can they, I presume. Boomtank 8:42 pm Is that what he said? Impactbabyrobo 8:42 pm Which is sad for the bird 😞 NoodlesAtNight 8:42 pm //Mining?//

*Chimera blinks, then gobbles the tinsel.* <<Okay.>> Arcee-Autobot 8:42 pm *Arcee just holds a Large bowl of human popcorn, its weird but she likes it?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:43 pm ((show us the sexy)) NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm //Oh. ... Good thing that didn't happen to our Bird.// NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm *Soundwave IMMEDIATELY on the edge of his seat* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:43 pm ((OH MY GOD THEY ARE OCTOPOGGLES)) chronosmith 8:43 pm (( 👀 )) (( 👀 👀 👀 )) Boomtank 8:43 pm Oh wow NoodlesAtNight 8:43 pm *A feeler already trying to paw at Prowl. Did he. Did he see. Did he see? He saw?* verdigrisprowl 8:43 pm ... The species I know of didn't look like that. MedicalMurdersaurus 8:43 pm ((they did a great job getting inhuman across but man did they make them huggable)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:44 pm ((I know, right)) ((I just wanna smorch)) verdigrisprowl 8:44 pm *yes, yes, he saw, he— takes feeler. are you okay?* Boomtank 8:44 pm What....what were those? How were they moving? The speaking sounds like a...a...a whale NoodlesAtNight 8:44 pm *SOUNDS HOW HE SEES THEM* opatoes 8:44 pm why. why do they have to have tentacles SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:44 pm Because they're a sensible species. NoodlesAtNight 8:45 pm *Yes, he's all right. He's excited. Prowl is getting multiple forms of happy pings.* opatoes 8:45 pm Tentacles aren't sensible! verdigrisprowl 8:45 pm *oh. well then. sends two happy pings back.* Impactbabyrobo 8:45 pm Tentacles are useful! verdigrisprowl 8:45 pm *he's keeping this feeler.* opatoes 8:45 pm They're all wiggly and slimy Boomtank 8:46 pm -the movie has all his attention- They're trying to communicate? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:46 pm Soundwave isn't slimy. Impactbabyrobo 8:46 pm Yeah! Boomtank 8:46 pm No, they are Impactbabyrobo 8:46 pm I had feelers once! NoodlesAtNight 8:46 pm [[They are not whales. He has seen whales. They look - they resemble octopus. But not right. No, not Earth ones.]] Boomtank 8:46 pm No, they SOUND like whales NoodlesAtNight 8:46 pm [[And his feelers are not slimy.]] *He wiggles the one in Prowl's hands. See.* Boomtank 8:47 pm But yes, the look like octopus verdigrisprowl 8:47 pm They appear to have more... firm joints, than octopus. chronosmith 8:47 pm *peers closely* NoodlesAtNight 8:47 pm [[Oh. They do have similar sounds. To some degree.]] *Nodding.* [[Yes. Like fingers.]] [[Don't introduce your species covered up. You will confuse them.]] Boomtank 8:48 pm Yeah! verdigrisprowl 8:48 pm They might just think humans look orange and wrinkly. chronosmith 8:48 pm Wait around a second. Maybe they're going to get something. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:48 pm To be fair, introducing your species dead might also be a bad thing. Impactbabyrobo 8:48 pm THey might think humans are orange! NoodlesAtNight 8:48 pm [[At least they would be able to see one. ... What is - is that ink?]] chronosmith 8:48 pm Oh damn. It farted. Boomtank 8:48 pm It's not going to help.....oh... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:48 pm ...Nice. opatoes 8:48 pm .... Ooooh, that's cool NoodlesAtNight 8:48 pm *PERK* [[A symbol.]] Boomtank 8:48 pm It's WRITING Impactbabyrobo 8:49 pm Oooooh! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:49 pm Writing is easier to analyze, too, compared to trying to get verbal speaking analyzed. NoodlesAtNight 8:49 pm *Already logging the writing and identifying anything that might be important - spires, thicknesses, branch locations, circle breaks--* verdigrisprowl 8:49 pm *squints* ... I wonder if those are sentences or words. Boomtank 8:50 pm -definitely doing the same- chronosmith 8:50 pm *turns his attention to the tire, which is going through a tour of Underneath Everyone's Seat* Can YOU do that?

*it looks at him, briefly, but doesn't respond* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm ((same with the yucatan peninsula!)) chronosmith 8:51 pm ((the kangaroo one is a myth)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:51 pm ((bah, there's the racism)) ((wait, really?)) ((I know the yuctan- LMAO)) Boomtank 8:51 pm Ah? Impactbabyrobo 8:51 pm ((yucatan?)) chronosmith 8:51 pm Oh, I can translate that. *lowers voice eerily* Before you do... you see the ring. NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm *Glancing at Prowl, all his ongoing marks on his visor.* [[What makes you ask that?]] *He's curious about what's on Prowl's mind.* chronosmith 8:52 pm And, yeah, isn't it supposed to be, like math? That's how you form a basis of communication? Gotta exchange math. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:52 pm ((apparently "yucatan" means "I don't understand")) verdigrisprowl 8:52 pm If you exchange math, then you know math. NoodlesAtNight 8:52 pm *....Ping to Blaster. Want to compare notes?* chronosmith 8:53 pm Yeah. You do that, bam, you've translated what your numbers look like. Boomtank 8:53 pm -Yes! Pings back excitement- opatoes 8:53 pm ... Oooh, this is cool. chronosmith 8:53 pm ((Joe Alien: my alias for committing crimes in roswell new mexico)) NoodlesAtNight 8:53 pm *Good. He will absolutely be sharing things throughout the movie.*

[[She knows her job well.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:53 pm ((lmao cy I love you)) verdigrisprowl 8:54 pm *glances back at Soundwave* Just trying to figure it out. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:54 pm It's a shame the other humans won't let her /do/ her job. Impactbabyrobo 8:54 pm ((omg)) Mmmhmm! Boomtank 8:54 pm She does. She's knows what she's doing and that's why the military took her there chronosmith 8:55 pm So like, following that line hypothetically... you get your numbers. You exchange math. You can write out "two," and put two of an object down, right? Then they already know the number, and they can figure out what the second part is by looking at the objects. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:55 pm ((mhm, I'm not liking the fact that the symbol for human looks like a planet getting hit by something)) Boomtank 8:55 pm Oh! Write 'human' again and pass it around ....not that opatoes 8:55 pm w. whoa NoodlesAtNight 8:55 pm [[...No. No, he sees what she is doing.]] SCProwl 8:55 pm *trying to analyze the writing herself* Boomtank 8:55 pm Okay, she's...got a point, but yikes verdigrisprowl 8:56 pm Now they might think the word on her board means "naked." SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm Rebreathers, human. Impactbabyrobo 8:56 pm Hee! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:56 pm You cannot learn or teach if you are /dead/. NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm [[If they understand clothes. They do not seem to have any.]] Boomtank 8:56 pm Okay, she's trying, but...no NoodlesAtNight 8:56 pm *Ohhh. What a beautiful appendage.* verdigrisprowl 8:57 pm ((don't tap the aquarium)) chronosmith 8:57 pm Neat. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:57 pm This is not exactly how I would go about things, myself. But I dislike dying. Without her charge... She may not dislike it so much... Boomtank 8:57 pm Oh! NoodlesAtNight 8:58 pm [[Good. This will help.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:58 pm It's a different symbol. ((I love how you can hear the resignation in his voice with this one. just. "sir, the scientists are being fools.")) verdigrisprowl 8:58 pm (("the nerds are fucking around again")) Boomtank 8:58 pm ((yup Boomtank 8:59 pm ((like 'here we go, they're being stupid' chronosmith 8:59 pm So, their n--yeah! verdigrisprowl 8:59 pm Pfff! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 8:59 pm Names indicate personhood, which means they can presumably understand a collective and personal "you," which means she's done her job. NoodlesAtNight 8:59 pm [[Look how they move...]] verdigrisprowl 8:59 pm what's alien circle speak for "who's on first?" chronosmith 8:59 pm *snickers* NoodlesAtNight 8:59 pm [[He will tell you as soon as he has the necessary data.]] Impactbabyrobo 9:00 pm *obnoxiously loud HA!* Boomtank 9:00 pm -miiight be bouncing a bit- verdigrisprowl 9:00 pm They could still be wrong about the names. SCProwl 9:00 pm If this provides us with enough data for that. chronosmith 9:00 pm See, prowl, another reason to teach them numbers first--they can get that 7 x 13 = 28 bit. verdigrisprowl 9:00 pm Maybe they thought the humans were labeling their genders and presented their own. Hff. Fair point. SCProwl 9:00 pm If they have a concept of gender. verdigrisprowl 9:00 pm A big if. verdigrisprowl 9:01 pm An alarming number of organic species do, though. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:01 pm Gender starts as needing to know what bits go together to produce babies. NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm [[The more humans they present with names the better. They could form groups according to what they consider their genders later.]] verdigrisprowl 9:02 pm ... That can't be right. There are Cybertrons and colonies with genders. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:02 pm Oh. I don't know, then. Boomtank 9:02 pm The more humans they present should look similar, so they don't get too confused NoodlesAtNight 9:02 pm [[...Oh! Humans can create identical twin spawn. Bring a pair of them. Have them introduce their names.]] MedicalMurdersaurus 9:02 pm *elsewhere, swoop is off being such a boy, all the boy, a terrible boy* Boomtank 9:03 pm Because Prowl has a point, it is entirely possible they thought they were introducing gender verdigrisprowl 9:03 pm Or anything else. verdigrisprowl 9:04 pm I use that as an example because organics seem fixated on that. Boomtank 9:04 pm And that is a good idea, identical twins SCProwl 9:04 pm Job. Caste. Skin pigment. NoodlesAtNight 9:04 pm *Pleased hum.* Boomtank 9:04 pm Still, it's correct, they don't know if it's names or what verdigrisprowl 9:05 pm *oh! translations!* chronosmith 9:05 pm *tilts his head. He's honestly interested* Boomtank 9:05 pm OH! -yup, excitement here- NoodlesAtNight 9:05 pm *Oh, his spark. His fans are on and spinning wlidly now. Gotta find out how they got all those.* Impactbabyrobo 9:05 pm Oooooooh SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:05 pm *the dragon is also extremely interested* SCProwl 9:05 pm *memorizes all of those logograms that just appeared* Boomtank 9:06 pm -the curiosity is going to /kill/ him at this rate- NoodlesAtNight 9:06 pm *They shall die together.* Boomtank 9:07 pm -hopefully that isn't the case- verdigrisprowl 9:08 pm I THINK he's trying to apologize for being a jerk. He's not doing very well at it. NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm [[At least he is trying.]] Boomtank 9:08 pm ............ verdigrisprowl 9:08 pm That's true. ... What's there to protest? The aliens haven't DONE anything. NoodlesAtNight 9:08 pm [[Nothing. They're afraid.]] Boomtank 9:08 pm What....are...are they...ugh Impactbabyrobo 9:08 pm UGH SCProwl 9:09 pm *frowns* opatoes 9:09 pm Uuuugh humans NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[That is /not/ the smartest thing.]] Boomtank 9:09 pm Nooooo, that's a BAD idea Impactbabyrobo 9:09 pm bluuuh SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:09 pm ((whirlmun, the local hyena is not sleeping when she's supposed to be, go swat her on the nose for me)) Boomtank 9:09 pm So far they have done nothing but sit there, don't aggravate them NoodlesAtNight 9:09 pm [[Their species is so advanced you know nothing about how they communicate between ships, or even what the ships are made of, and you think your puny human military can impress them?]] opatoes 9:09 pm Look, they were able to travel from who knows where here. They probably are better equipped and- yeah. chronosmith 9:09 pm Honestly, yeah. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:10 pm Showing your claws is not helpful when the other dragon has bigger ones. chronosmith 9:10 pm I'm a big fan of bigging yourself up, but if you OBVIOUSLY can't back it up, then it's just sad. Boomtank 9:10 pm Don't even know WHY they're there, it could only be to sightsee NoodlesAtNight 9:10 pm //Seriously. Even I know that.// chronosmith 9:10 pm ((and specs I surely will)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:11 pm ((thank u)) NoodlesAtNight 9:11 pm *Snagging everything he can off background shots? Yes.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:11 pm She's very unconvincing. Boomtank 9:11 pm -good, he may have missed some- chronosmith 9:11 pm ((ALSO, I can still barely see them, but all evidence suggests that these are the kind of aliens I'd 1000% want to smooch on)) Impactbabyrobo 9:11 pm *pokes where her own nose would be if she had one* SCProwl 9:12 pm *not alone in that, Prowl's already trying to analyze the symbols against what's already been shown on screen* Impactbabyrobo 9:12 pm ((get it)) verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm *... pings soundwave* NoodlesAtNight 9:12 pm *Glance?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:12 pm ((absolutely the smoochable aliens)) verdigrisprowl 9:12 pm *he's started doing what she's doing on the screen: counting and marking all the points and lines and such.* NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm *!!!!* [[....Er.]] Impactbabyrobo 9:13 pm 😮??? chronosmith 9:13 pm ((time 2 kiss)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:13 pm *what the* chronosmith 9:13 pm Huh. Boomtank 9:13 pm ....um. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:13 pm ((TIME TO KISS)) opatoes 9:13 pm ... I will say those aliens do sound nice NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm [[....She might need a small break.]] verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm *smooch the heptaknuckle* chronosmith 9:13 pm ((HAHA SPECS)) Boomtank 9:13 pm That....was..... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:13 pm ((kissu! kissu! kissu!)) verdigrisprowl 9:13 pm ((THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE PARENTHESES)) ((i'm leaving it idc)) opatoes 9:13 pm ((PROWL SMOOCHES THEM NoodlesAtNight 9:13 pm *Honestly, he's almost tempted, Prowl.* verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm ((thanks for covering for me cro ur a hero)) chronosmith 9:14 pm I... hmm. *peers, rubbing the underside of his helm with a claw-tip* Wonder if that's evidence of... telepathy? Like they're trying to talk to her telepathically? NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm (( *thumbs up* )) chronosmith 9:14 pm ((who can blame prowl? No-one)) NoodlesAtNight 9:14 pm *He pings so many requests for the data Prowl has. ... And, on a whim, his timeline's Prowl as well. Just in case.* *He's offering trades.* verdigrisprowl 9:14 pm Humans typically have nonsense dreams that are made up of a mix of their current experiences. It's likely no more than that. NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm *Softly.* [[He hopes they are telepathic.]] chronosmith 9:15 pm Yeah, but she could be having experiences she doesn't even realize she's having. Because she's not telepathic. Impactbabyrobo 9:15 pm But dreams almost always mean something in movies! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:15 pm It may be telepathy. I don't know how it works, but I've heard that it can damage the organic brain. chronosmith 9:15 pm Like a one-way radio. She's receiving messages, but can't send them back. Hey, prowl, look. She's on your level. verdigrisprowl 9:15 pm Hah. NoodlesAtNight 9:15 pm *Horrified moment. They wouldn't be so foolish. Would they?* Boomtank 9:16 pm .......... verdigrisprowl 9:16 pm *hopes for Soundwave that they're telepathic.* Impactbabyrobo 9:16 pm She's writing! NoodlesAtNight 9:16 pm *Didn't they see their own movie about the wargame computer?* Boomtank 9:16 pm Oh no... Impactbabyrobo 9:16 pm So cooooool! SCProwl 9:16 pm *hesitates momentarily before accepting, has been analyzing the logograms compared to other written languages she knows for any possible correlation. nothing found yet, there's only so much information to be gleaned* Boomtank 9:17 pm ..... NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm *Don't mind Soundwave. He's just gonna slam his timeline's Prowl with everything he and Blaster have already got and seize what she's analyzed.* chronosmith 9:17 pm They're salesmen. NoodlesAtNight 9:17 pm *Spread that back to Blaster.* [[The worst kind of visitor.]] chronosmith 9:17 pm They're intergalactic door-to-door salesmen. SCProwl 9:17 pm *grateful ping* NoodlesAtNight 9:18 pm [[Do /not/ make assumptions with information that delicate!]] verdigrisprowl 9:18 pm A pack of Swindles. Impactbabyrobo 9:18 pm *giggles* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:18 pm It's more complicated than that because politics are problematic. Boomtank 9:19 pm -Awesome, he's going to throw it back into what he's working with to see what he can come up with- SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:19 pm The soldier just broke in, didn't he. opatoes 9:19 pm It'd be really funny if they were just offering them like... a hard egg boiler or something NoodlesAtNight 9:19 pm *Ping ping ping ping date Prowl too. Updated information. What have you got now?* chronosmith 9:19 pm *the Whirlipede has at last satisfied itself that the underside of everyone's chair is up to inspection standards. It halts by the sofa, bouncing and spinning until it gets enough propulsion to launch itself up, roll over to Whirl's side, and settle down* NoodlesAtNight 9:20 pm [[Damned fools. Do not separate. Find out who taught which ones the word 'weapon' and how. See where the similarities pop up.]] Boomtank 9:20 pm Oh that's not good.... verdigrisprowl 9:20 pm *just that one new symbol.* Impactbabyrobo 9:20 pm 😧 NoodlesAtNight 9:21 pm [[....]] *Suspicious.* verdigrisprowl 9:21 pm *all helpfully marked up, but there's no interpretation of it.* opatoes 9:21 pm Oh. Oh no NoodlesAtNight 9:21 pm [[Oh no.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:21 pm IS HE. Impactbabyrobo 9:21 pm Is that a BOMB?! Boomtank 9:21 pm Unless...WHAT NoodlesAtNight 9:21 pm *Marked up is what he wants. It saves him time.* Boomtank 9:21 pm WHAT NO SCProwl 9:21 pm Idiots. opatoes 9:21 pm ... Man, they'll let them die in there won't they chronosmith 9:21 pm Yeah, that;s incredibly dumb. Boomtank 9:21 pm What are they doing, that's so stupid! NoodlesAtNight 9:22 pm [[They don't know.]] [[They don't know...]] chronosmith 9:22 pm I mean, I'm not a linguist, or a diplomat, or a politician, or a commander, or anything even remotely similar, but even I get that. Boomtank 9:22 pm No, the ones who put the bomb there! Impactbabyrobo 9:22 pm *Very anxious tinsel fiddling* Boomtank 9:22 pm -so worried now- SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:23 pm Question mark? NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm [[Mimic him.]] Boomtank 9:23 pm -internal screaming- NoodlesAtNight 9:23 pm [[He indicates the barrier. Mark it back.]] Impactbabyrobo 9:23 pm Are they trying to warn about the bomb? opatoes 9:23 pm ........... oh primus chronosmith 9:23 pm Yeah, could be. opatoes 9:23 pm I think they are Boomtank 9:24 pm -sorry Soundwave- chronosmith 9:24 pm It's probable that the bomb won't hurt them. verdigrisprowl 9:24 pm Do they know about the bomb? chronosmith 9:24 pm Dunno. (( 👀 )) Impactbabyrobo 9:25 pm THAT'S SO COOL NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm *Leeeeeeeeeeean* opatoes 9:25 pm OOH SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:25 pm That seemed like telepathy. NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm [[It does know.]] chronosmith 9:25 pm Neat! NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm [[What she's thinking.]] opatoes 9:25 pm Costello just RUNS verdigrisprowl 9:25 pm ... There's no way she could control that ink to produce the adequate symbols UNLESS she's utilizing... maybe not telepathy. Telekinesis? NoodlesAtNight 9:25 pm *COPY COPY COPY* NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm [[Run, humans. Throw the bomb out.]] Swervester 9:26 pm Maybe the alien controlled the ink and just wanted her to make the shapes so she'd understand them? chronosmith 9:26 pm Saved her, then. opatoes 9:26 pm ... they protected them NoodlesAtNight 9:26 pm *Bows his head.* Boomtank 9:26 pm Oh... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:26 pm Oh. Oh no. Impactbabyrobo 9:26 pm *wounded noise* Boomtank 9:27 pm -low whine- No.... verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm Is Abbott okay? NoodlesAtNight 9:27 pm *Trying to distract himself* [[The - the ink itself could be reactive.]] verdigrisprowl 9:27 pm Yes, but it has to react to something. ... Given. verdigrisprowl 9:28 pm What they were "given." NoodlesAtNight 9:28 pm *Slow turn* [[Hm?]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:28 pm Ah, they are leaving. opatoes 9:28 pm .... Noooo don't leave Boomtank 9:28 pm Can't blame them Impactbabyrobo 9:28 pm 😧 opatoes 9:28 pm 😔 Boomtank 9:28 pm If they are Impactbabyrobo 9:28 pm Noooooo SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:28 pm Gave technology, now they leave. verdigrisprowl 9:28 pm "Give weapon." Weapon-technology-humanity-whatever-else-they-said. Boomtank 9:29 pm BECAUSE YOU ATTACKED THEM verdigrisprowl 9:29 pm They gave. That. NoodlesAtNight 9:29 pm *Diving hard into the symbols. There's so many. So very many. Prowl - Prowls? - help him and Blaster mark. Please.* verdigrisprowl 9:30 pm Maybe that's it, maybe it's—it's a diplomacy mission? They're giving communication? Impactbabyrobo 9:30 pm What're you gonna DO if they don't leave?! They can just float away! SCProwl 9:30 pm ((gd rabbit stop skipping i literally can't follow anything verdigrisprowl 9:30 pm *oh! Yeah, sure, marks up the gibberish.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:30 pm I'm surprised that they believe they /can/ destroy the aliens. Human hubris at its finest. Impactbabyrobo 9:30 pm Maybe they were giving words? verdigrisprowl 9:30 pm That's what I'm saying. NoodlesAtNight 9:30 pm [[A dictionary?]] Boomtank 9:30 pm -and yes, he's trying to mark this out- Boomtank 9:31 pm -so many of them- NoodlesAtNight 9:31 pm *Primus, they're not going to work out all of those before the movie is over. They won't even work out a fraction. How do you understand something without references? What about things only seen on an alien planet?* chronosmith 9:31 pm Mmm... mutual... ism? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:31 pm That was not the right move, docent. chronosmith 9:31 pm Is that what she's looking for? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:31 pm Mutualism sounds right to me, too. verdigrisprowl 9:31 pm Symbiosis? NoodlesAtNight 9:32 pm *Does he have something? What does he have? How do they know where to start?* SCProwl 9:32 pm Gaps in the writing. Ah! Boomtank 9:33 pm AH NoodlesAtNight 9:33 pm [[That's - it's -]] *Leaning back.* [[How - how clever...]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:33 pm What a turnskin. Eaten scourge human politics. Boomtank 9:34 pm ...... Impactbabyrobo 9:34 pm o_o NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm [[Til all are one.]] *Harsh huff* verdigrisprowl 9:34 pm "Many become one," that's— *looks at Soundwave* Yes. That. chronosmith 9:34 pm Pfft. NoodlesAtNight 9:34 pm *Adoring ping.* [[Do not tell any Rodimuses.]] Boomtank 9:35 pm -soft snort- That phrase is used a lot. Even if in different words. NoodlesAtNight 9:35 pm [[Perhaps there is something to it.]] Impactbabyrobo 9:35 pm She's gonna do something! Swervester 9:36 pm //cAT PLESE CEASE SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:36 pm The question is, why is the Halpern Turnskin such an Eaten-Scourged nuisance. chronosmith 9:36 pm *idly shifts his arm so that he can extrude his fine manipulators, and absent-mindedly scritch at the Whirlipede's shell* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:36 pm ((lol, my cat is sitting on my arm farting)) NoodlesAtNight 9:36 pm [[Because he is government-driven military.]] ((bad cat!)) Swervester 9:36 pm //she decided it was time to walk on the keys and smash against my face] chronosmith 9:36 pm ((INTO THE SPACE ELEVATOR)) Boomtank 9:36 pm ....... Impactbabyrobo 9:36 pm Elevator elevator go back up! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:37 pm ((honestly. I'm glad. because the dumb idiot ate cooked chicken bones out of the trash. so I'm happy she wants to hang out with me and not hide somewhere.)) NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm ((😧 i hope she's ok)) Impactbabyrobo 9:37 pm Is she breathing? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:37 pm ((she seems fine! but she is a dumb idiot. and I love her.)) NoodlesAtNight 9:37 pm *...What is she floating in? What is that?* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:37 pm I can't believe she is breathing. Boomtank 9:37 pm She's past the barrier... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm ...That looks like it would feel awful on the paws or absolutely delightful, with no inbetween. verdigrisprowl 9:38 pm ... I like their flooring. Boomtank 9:38 pm That...may not be a good thing... I mean she's breathing, but... verdigrisprowl 9:38 pm It would be impossible to keep clean, though. Dirt would get down into the pits and crevasses so easily. NoodlesAtNight 9:38 pm [[..........They're... they're much larger than he....]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:38 pm But that doesn't necessarily mean she's getting air from her breathing. verdigrisprowl 9:39 pm ((now kiss)) chronosmith 9:39 pm ((smooch for peace)) Boomtank 9:39 pm Oh opatoes 9:39 pm ... he sounds like a trumpet Boomtank 9:39 pm Big opatoes 9:39 pm or a trombone Impactbabyrobo 9:39 pm So tall! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:39 pm *goddess, they are tremendous.* ((KISSU FOR PEACE)) chronosmith 9:39 pm She was looking at his toes the whole time. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:39 pm OH NO verdigrisprowl 9:39 pm Oh no. opatoes 9:39 pm oh. oh no chronosmith 9:39 pm (( ; ______ ; )) NoodlesAtNight 9:39 pm [[Oh... the poor Abbott creature.]] Boomtank 9:39 pm .... Impactbabyrobo 9:40 pm 3😢 verdigrisprowl 9:40 pm He died saving them. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:40 pm Poor, poor abbot. ...He wants her to broadcast the symbols. Impactbabyrobo 9:40 pm They almost look soft NoodlesAtNight 9:41 pm [[How do they know that?]] verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm ... They're clairvoyant? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:41 pm Force their hands. Bureaucracy is bogging down the process. If she broadcasts, she forces the other humans to acknowledge. verdigrisprowl 9:41 pm *sits back* NoodlesAtNight 9:42 pm [[Wh - "who is this child"? Why would she ask about her own sp--]] verdigrisprowl 9:42 pm That isn't her—? Impactbabyrobo 9:42 pm *LOUD GASP* NoodlesAtNight 9:42 pm *....Oh, Primus.* verdigrisprowl 9:42 pm She hasn't had the child?! opatoes 9:42 pm W. Whoa. Impactbabyrobo 9:42 pm FUTURE BABY! Boomtank 9:42 pm What chronosmith 9:42 pm Oh. That's the weapon? ...there we go. Boomtank 9:42 pm WHAT SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:42 pm Oh, goddess. Costello, I know you must be furious about Abbott, but how could you hurt her in this way? chronosmith 9:42 pm Or maybe she can travel through time? Swervester 9:42 pm [tilts head] Are they translating weapon right? verdigrisprowl 9:42 pm What's he done to hurt her? Impactbabyrobo 9:43 pm Why is the bean going sideways? Swervester 9:43 pm Does 'weapon' mean the same thing to them that it does to a human? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm She lost her spawn, and he's showing her the potential for another one. verdigrisprowl 9:43 pm No. There's only one spawn. There's only ever been one spawn. It's in the future. She does not have a spawn. Yet. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:43 pm ...Now my head hurts. NoodlesAtNight 9:43 pm [[If she's seeing the future, then it means the same thing. Knowledge of what is to come is a weapon. Perhaps the greatest.]] Swervester 9:43 pm Those weren't flash backs. They were flash forwards? NoodlesAtNight 9:43 pm *It's why he is so protective of his multiverse map.* chronosmith 9:44 pm ((Costello knows this cos they're gonna come back to take her to dinner)) ((and then shack up)) ((and then they're gonna make that baby together)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:44 pm ((costello is bae)) chronosmith 9:44 pm ((costello... you ARE the father.)) verdigrisprowl 9:44 pm ((she didn't die, she molted into a baby heptapod.)) ((a little costellita)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:44 pm ((exactly!)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:45 pm ((blorp)) NoodlesAtNight 9:45 pm *....he sees.* Boomtank 9:45 pm The multiverse is crazy and timeline wandering only makes it worse verdigrisprowl 9:45 pm ... She knows before the child's born that she's going to die. NoodlesAtNight 9:45 pm [[Yes.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:45 pm That's horrible. Impactbabyrobo 9:45 pm That's sad opatoes 9:45 pm ... Primus. That's really terrible Swervester 9:45 pm Buit what choice did she make that was wrong? Impactbabyrobo 9:46 pm 3:c NoodlesAtNight 9:46 pm [[You'll see.]] verdigrisprowl 9:46 pm But decided she's worth having anyway. Or else decided it was inevitability. Impactbabyrobo 9:46 pm ALL THE BEANS ARE SIDEWAYS SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:46 pm She seems to be a good child. Boomtank 9:46 pm Landing? opatoes 9:46 pm anish kapoor mode verdigrisprowl 9:46 pm They've given the gift. Leaving, probably. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:46 pm And time is complicated. It might be worthwhile to try, anyways. Impactbabyrobo 9:46 pm HIGH FIVE ME SMOKESCREEN! opatoes 9:46 pm /High fives Impact!/ Impactbabyrobo 9:47 pm Nice! NoodlesAtNight 9:47 pm [[Do what must be done.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:48 pm Ouch. My brain is hurting in sympathy for her. Impactbabyrobo 9:48 pm That must feel so weird! SCProwl 9:48 pm *frustrated noise* There's not enough to build a full language from the logograms we've been shown. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:48 pm *the dragon shakes her head* Like trying to move both eyes separately. chronosmith 9:48 pm *deja vu* *it's not necessarily the same thing but he had about a year's worth of experience with having foreign memories shoved into his head* NoodlesAtNight 9:48 pm [[They are like the wormhole aliens, then.]] verdigrisprowl 9:49 pm There's eleven more sets. She sees them later in her life. She can remember her future when she's fluent in it. Impactbabyrobo 9:49 pm Wormhole aliens ? opatoes 9:49 pm Whoa. They get a universal flag with the human symbol too? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:49 pm Honestly, I'm surprised that she doesn't just start vomiting on the spot. Humans purge when their brains hurt, right? NoodlesAtNight 9:49 pm [[Yes. A set near Bajor who will name the Sisko as their assistant. Never mind that for now.]] chronosmith 9:49 pm ((camera pans around. It's Costello in a suit)) SCProwl 9:50 pm I mean there's not enough for us. NoodlesAtNight 9:50 pm *Wants the other 11 sets. Give them to him.* verdigrisprowl 9:50 pm ((very stylish)) opatoes 9:50 pm : O Boomtank 9:50 pm -Same, Soundwave. Same- SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:50 pm ...He knows, too. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:51 pm At least a little. chronosmith 9:51 pm Clever. Impactbabyrobo 9:51 pm Ooooooooh That's so weird and confusing but so cool! Boomtank 9:51 pm !!!! verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm Her future self doesn't remember that her past self made the phone call. chronosmith 9:51 pm *this is... all feeling incredibly familiar in a way he honestly did not expect* Impactbabyrobo 9:51 pm Because her past self hasn't made the phone call yet verdigrisprowl 9:51 pm That moment, in the future, is the "first" time she learns about it. Impactbabyrobo 9:51 pm ? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:51 pm That was her "self," now she's at a different time. Swervester 9:51 pm Is it a paraox or split universe? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:51 pm Er. chronosmith 9:51 pm *it's not upsetting, though. Just odd* Boomtank 9:52 pm Because until it happened in the future she didn't know his number SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:52 pm That made very little sense. Impactbabyrobo 9:52 pm HAHA verdigrisprowl 9:52 pm She can't access all of time at once. opatoes 9:52 pm pfppfpff SCProwl 9:52 pm She's living both events simultaneously. NoodlesAtNight 9:52 pm [[Neither. It is non-linear time.]] verdigrisprowl 9:52 pm She's still experiencing her life only one event at a time, the chronology is just out of normal order. NoodlesAtNight 9:52 pm *At Swerve, that is.* SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:52 pm Yes. That. chronosmith 9:52 pm She's experience other points on the timeline. Technically an alternate timeline telling her what she COULD know, since she has to create that timeline herself, with her actions in the present. Swervester 9:52 pm Oh, I see. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:52 pm Goddess, this is making me feel ill just trying to wrap my mind around it. opatoes 9:52 pm w. what NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm [[It is a complicated subject. He does not blame you.]] Swervester 9:53 pm Translation? verdigrisprowl 9:53 pm She's not living both events simultaneously, she's—bouncing back and forth between two events. SCProwl 9:53 pm That would certainly get someone's attention. opatoes 9:53 pm w. what are the words Impactbabyrobo 9:53 pm Translate! Translate! chronosmith 9:53 pm Yeah. Instead of like, traveling down a road, she's kind of flying over the road. Touching down here and there. NoodlesAtNight 9:53 pm *Thinking.* verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm She's teleporting back and forth between two points on the road. NoodlesAtNight 9:54 pm [[In war there are no - mmm, what is. There are no winners, only - widows.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:54 pm *the dragon shakes her head, nauseously* I am not designed for this. verdigrisprowl 9:54 pm And never traveling over the same span of road twice. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:54 pm But I was right. Costello /did/ intend for her to force their hands. chronosmith 9:55 pm They knew everything that was going to happen. Impactbabyrobo 9:55 pm *quietly* whooshh Boomtank 9:55 pm To get them to work together chronosmith 9:55 pm But they still had to make those events come to pass. Swervester 9:55 pm So they knew Abbot would die in this mission opatoes 9:55 pm ... So they might've known that the bomb was going to be there before they even met SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:55 pm ...Abbot knew, surely. And chose to do this anyways. Boomtank 9:55 pm So they could help THEM in the future SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:55 pm That's very brave. Impactbabyrobo 9:55 pm So brave! chronosmith 9:55 pm It's like... time as. *thinks* Like a pair of pants. verdigrisprowl 9:55 pm It's highly probable. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:55 pm A pair of pants? SCProwl 9:55 pm A what? chronosmith 9:56 pm You're traveling up from the hems. You see what's going on in the other leg. And every time you do that, you get closer to the belt. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:56 pm ...Okay, that makes more sense. chronosmith 9:56 pm But you still gotta do those things to get to the point where the pants come together. verdigrisprowl 9:56 pm ... What's a hem? chronosmith 9:56 pm The top of the pants. Impactbabyrobo 9:56 pm It's at the bottom of pants too! SCProwl 9:56 pm What's a belt? chronosmith 9:56 pm Wait, no, the bottom. ....both. Boomtank 9:56 pm ....huh? chronosmith 9:56 pm One second. SCProwl 9:56 pm In this context. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:56 pm Hems are the borders where the fabric is sewn together. Like on the edges of blankets. Swervester 9:56 pm Hmm verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm ... What are the edges of blankets sewn to? NoodlesAtNight 9:57 pm [[Themselves.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:57 pm Each other. verdigrisprowl 9:57 pm *now owns three blankets. didn't think they were sewn to anything.* chronosmith 9:57 pm *he's going to widespread ping the room*

SCProwl 9:57 pm ...what? chronosmith 9:57 pm These are pants. SpecsTheSpectralDragon 9:57 pm Ah, Soundwave beat me to it. *soundy is so smart* SCProwl 9:57 pm *doesn't own blankets or pants* chronosmith 9:57 pm You start at one leg opening, and work your way towards the crotch. Boomtank 9:57 pm -oh. Pants. Makes...kinda more sense- SCProwl 9:58 pm Pants are legs? chronosmith 9:58 pm Nah, you put them on legs. verdigrisprowl 9:58 pm *?? ? ???* chronosmith 9:58 pm But these are metaphorical pants. These are the pants of time. Impactbabyrobo 9:58 pm They're clothes! SCProwl 9:58 pm This is a bad analogy for a species that doesn't put things on their legs besides paint. chronosmith 9:59 pm Too bad. I'm a soldier, not a Time Professor. verdigrisprowl 10:00 pm *he's progressively becoming more baffled by pants anatomy* SCProwl 10:00 pm Yes and I'm a Cybertronian, not a human. NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm [[There. That's the choice she makes. The one he can't handle... because she told him what will happen to their offspring long after she agreed.]] opatoes 10:00 pm So, how many holes do pants have, anyway? NoodlesAtNight 10:00 pm [[That is why he no longer looks at their creation the same way.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:00 pm It would be a hard thing to know. opatoes 10:00 pm Like- what would you call the opening and ending for a hole? SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:00 pm I don't know how she can handle it, truly. Impactbabyrobo 10:01 pm Maybe seeing stuff non-linearly makes you have a sense of weird peace? Iunno. chronosmith 10:01 pm ((that was EXCELLENT)) Impactbabyrobo 10:01 pm ((I'M CRYING)) NoodlesAtNight 10:01 pm ((RIGHT? also, mark time: 10:21)) opatoes 10:01 pm ((that was good 😮!!! Swervester 10:01 pm Maybe she decided that even a short time with her is better than no time? Boomtank 10:01 pm ((IT WAS AWESOME Impactbabyrobo 10:01 pm Uh-huh! That sounds like it opatoes 10:01 pm ... The second arrival? Boomtank 10:01 pm That was fun Impactbabyrobo 10:02 pm There was sad but it was also really fun! chronosmith 10:02 pm Well, I know what I'm trying to say. And that's what counts. *looks to his Whirlipede for confirmation* Right?

Whirlipede: Whirl.

See? It agrees with me. Impactbabyrobo 10:02 pm HOW IT'S MAAAAAAADE! MedicalMurdersaurus 10:02 pm ((Do you think that, by the time the aliens come back in 3,000 years for human help, the whole "how time-language was created" story will have become some sort of "aliens built the pyramids" myth?)) SCProwl 10:02 pm ... SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:02 pm Whirlbug always agrees with you, though. chronosmith 10:02 pm .... *snickers* Yeah, because it knows what's up. Arcee-Autobot 10:02 pm *covering face while laughing* opatoes 10:02 pm OH OH SOUNDWAVE i have a video i feel like you might like Impactbabyrobo 10:03 pm THAT IS TOO MANY PIECES NoodlesAtNight 10:03 pm ((omg swoop mun)) MedicalMurdersaurus 10:04 pm ((I mean it's not like people can time jump back to lives prior to their own. They would have to rely on written records of other people's lives. MAYBE there'd still be video but the way video format evolves, it's probably going to look like absolute crap if it still exists at all. I can hear people arguing about how it's dumb to think we needed ALIENS to come up with our PRIMARY LANGUAGE that is a total reflection of how we interact with the world.)) SpecsTheSpectralDragon 10:05 pm *the dragon carefully un-loafs, absolutely unwilling to inconvenience or bother Chimera in any way* I should return home. Thank you for having me, Soundwave, and thank you for hugging me, Chimera. verdigrisprowl 10:05 pm ((the aliens knew what was going to happen 3000 years in the future, it stands to reason they'd be equally knowledgable about 3000 years in the past?)) Impactbabyrobo 10:05 pm ((XD)) NoodlesAtNight 10:05 pm [[Thank you for attending, and keeping Chimera company.]] Swervester 10:05 pm //ilygioyvuyv when you accidentally reeply to a post on swerve instead of sparky so now it looks Really Awkward verdigrisprowl 10:05 pm *Whirl asked him earlier to help with translating the tire. Now that the movie's over, he relinquishes Soundwave's heads over that direction.* Hi. MedicalMurdersaurus 10:05 pm ((I assumed that was because the aliens lived that long. Cause no one is seeing someone else's life. Just their own chunk of the timeline.)) opatoes 10:05 pm ((sparkle,,, Swervester 10:06 pm //retgt i forgot what tab i was in lmao opatoes 10:06 pm ... So that's how you wear jeans? Impactbabyrobo 10:06 pm Why would you scrape up your pants already ? opatoes 10:06 pm de-puff the pants NoodlesAtNight 10:06 pm *Soundwave lets Prowl go. He's busy working on what portion of the language they were presented.* opatoes 10:06 pm de-leg the pants Impactbabyrobo 10:06 pm *imitates the pant de-puffing noise* SCProwl 10:07 pm Oh, they're not just flat. opatoes 10:07 pm I wanna be sanded Arcee-Autobot 10:07 pm Sand? Impactbabyrobo 10:07 pm Why? opatoes 10:07 pm I'll be extra smooth! Arcee-Autobot 10:07 pm Stone?! Why?! opatoes 10:07 pm oh those pants are getting stoned Impactbabyrobo 10:07 pm But it'll take your paint off! opatoes 10:07 pm ... Wait, frag, that's a problem Impactbabyrobo 10:08 pm They just wash it with rocks! *laughs* verdigrisprowl 10:08 pm ((well. i guess that's why it's called stone wash.)) Arcee-Autobot 10:08 pm *Arcee can't handle the joke made about stoned pants* chronosmith 10:08 pm *tilts his head as Prowl approaches* Sup. opatoes 10:09 pm ... With steve? Impactbabyrobo 10:09 pm PUFF THE PANTS opatoes 10:09 pm I think I misheard Impactbabyrobo 10:09 pm steam! opatoes 10:09 pm OH I thought steve was just wearing them for them or something verdigrisprowl 10:09 pm Did you want me to...? *gestures at the tire.* Swervester 10:10 pm These puns are bad. Impactbabyrobo 10:10 pm PUNS NOT GOOD ENOUGH chronosmith 10:10 pm Yeah. If you've got time. I'm guessing this isn't the best... setting or whatever. I can fly into the city, if you've got time. God knows I do. Arcee-Autobot 10:10 pm These drawings are just beautiful opatoes 10:10 pm Aren't a lot of modern mirrors aluminum, though? SCProwl 10:11 pm I'm going to go now. Thank you, Soundwave. Swervester 10:11 pm Yes Impactbabyrobo 10:11 pm Maybe they mean silver like the color? NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm [[You are welcome, Prowl.]] SCProwl 10:11 pm *ends the visual feed and stands up* NoodlesAtNight 10:11 pm [[And aren't they, Arcee? All one line.]] opatoes 10:11 pm Aluminum isn't as tasty as silver, so it's probably good they use that instead. Impactbabyrobo 10:12 pm Munch crunch! opatoes 10:12 pm Gotta munch! NoodlesAtNight 10:12 pm *mmmm, silver* Impactbabyrobo 10:12 pm 3:9 opatoes 10:12 pm /Smokescreen's slowly turning himself around, and almost falls over as he gets up. Maybe sitting upside down for the entire movie WASN'T a good idea!/ Boomtank 10:12 pm -sounds like they're making a snack, not mirror- Swervester 10:13 pm .... What if I made... verdigrisprowl 10:13 pm ... Pocky Men can understand each other, right? I can understand my own Magnemite. It could help speed up the translation process? NoodlesAtNight 10:13 pm ((POCKY MEN)) Impactbabyrobo 10:13 pm ((OMG)) chronosmith 10:13 pm ((thank god)) verdigrisprowl 10:13 pm ((he says this with all of the confidence of a suburban mom in 1996 talking about the newest fad her third grader is into.)) chronosmith 10:13 pm I think? Impactbabyrobo 10:14 pm ((beautiful)) opatoes 10:14 pm ... Oh, that was the mirror. I thought that was just two similar looking humans chronosmith 10:14 pm You';d know better than I would. It's just been me, this fella, and Killer out there so far. If there are any other Pocky Men, I haven't seen 'em. Impactbabyrobo 10:14 pm BEVEL verdigrisprowl 10:14 pm I've seen a swarm of Magnemite, but I've been reading up a bit on others. NoodlesAtNight 10:15 pm [[He'll have to show her this.]] opatoes 10:15 pm /Smokescreen's slowly, slowly getting up again, using the couch as a support./ Hey, Soundwave, I'm probably gonna head home for the night. Thanks for having us! NoodlesAtNight 10:15 pm [[Ah, you're welcome. Do not forget the book soon.]] verdigrisprowl 10:15 pm *oh, he should probably greet the tire itself, should he?* Hello. I'm Prowl. opatoes 10:15 pm Hey, I almost always keep it on me. It's hard to forget! NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm [[He meant reading it again.]] verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm ((this segment is)) ((marbleous)) Impactbabyrobo 10:16 pm ((XD)) NoodlesAtNight 10:16 pm *bricks*)) chronosmith 10:16 pm ((is he speaking neo cybex or is he using whatever manner he does to communicate with his own pokemon?)) verdigrisprowl 10:16 pm ((no, marbles)) ((neocybex, currently.)) chronosmith 10:17 pm Whirlipede: Whirl! *it wiggles away from Whirl's still-absentlly-petting manipulators, and then bounces once, spinning in the air. A proper, enthusiastic greeting* MedicalMurdersaurus 10:18 pm ((I CAN'T)) verdigrisprowl 10:18 pm Oh! Hi. ... I don't understand you. I apologize if you can understand me. MedicalMurdersaurus 10:18 pm ((he's FIDDLING with stuff on his ROD in a GLORY HOLE)) verdigrisprowl 10:18 pm But we'll work on that. Impactbabyrobo 10:18 pm ((i'm die)) MedicalMurdersaurus 10:18 pm ((there is no way this narrator doesn't know what he's doing)) chronosmith 10:18 pm ((right into the punty)) verdigrisprowl 10:19 pm ((i couldn't believe, "how did they get away with calling that a glory hole on TV")) chronosmith 10:19 pm Whirlipede" *solemnly* Whirl.

opatoes 7:38 pm It's true, though! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:38 pm 😮! *Soundwave help! it's her lucky day!* Thank you, Soundwave! Swervester 7:39 pm [stumbles in and slumps tiredly against the closest couch] NoodlesAtNight 7:39 pm [[It's not,]] *he says while helping someone.* [[And you're welcome, dragon. You do such good work; he really must consider making you one of Dancitron's official suppliers.]] [[...Feeling poorly, Swerve?]] Swervester 7:39 pm Didn't sleep well last night. Crazy bar party. NoodlesAtNight 7:40 pm [[How so?]] Swervester 7:41 pm Rodimus decided it was Appreciate Swerve Night and threw me a surprise party in the bar. opatoes 7:41 pm Really? It's not like you've proven me wrong recently. You haven't unleashed your tentacles on anyone in a while, so that's pretty nice! SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:41 pm *the dragon puffs up so proudly that she might well be in danger of exploding* It would be an honor. NoodlesAtNight 7:42 pm [[Appreciate Swerve Night? He can see why you are tired.]] *Surely everyone recognizes Swerve's good qualities. They were on full and obvious display during the protoform plague.* [[Then he will look into the paperwork, dear dragon.]] *A tiny head bow in her direction before he heads back to his seat.* [[And that is factually incorrect, Smokescreen.]] Yesterday Swervester 7:42 pm Yeah! It was really nice. Just lasted all night so there was less sleep than expected. opatoes 7:43 pm Really? Have you menaced someone with your tentacles recently, Soundwave? NoodlesAtNight 7:43 pm [[He said nothing about menacing. Merely unleashing.]] SpecsTheSpectralDragon 7:43 pm *the dragon is churring and purring all the way to the nearest couch. she's gonna be an official supplier! for Dancitron! that's even better than fighting a god!* opatoes 7:43 pm ... Have you unleashed your tentacles on someone? Poor bot. MedicalMurdersaurus 7:44 pm *SLIIIIIIIIDES in* BIRD! NoodlesAtNight 7:44 pm [[Well, if you must sleep, try to do so after the film. He has heard good things about it. Many, many good things. Fantastic things.]] [[Of course he has.]] *But they don't tend to complain.* opatoes 7:44 pm ((i never realized episode 3 came out the day before my birthday in whatever year it came out aszcxvb)) NoodlesAtNight 7:45 pm {{SWOOOOOOOOP}} MedicalMurdersaurus 7:45 pm HIIII! *bounces* Hi Bird! NoodlesAtNight 7:45 pm *NYOOM can an origami bird knock over a pterodactyl? We're about to find out.* Arcee-Autobot 7:45 pm *Has no idea whats going on but Puts hands up* I'm also Here Hello, Everyone! Swervester 7:45 pm Ooh, what's it a film about? NoodlesAtNight 7:46 pm *Soundwave's mood is, uh. Accidentally catching, a little, among the minicons.*

Whirlipede: Whirl.

*for his part, Whirl is just watching this, equal parts interested and amused* verdigrisprowl 10:19 pm *nods, completely lost.* NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *Stops working on the heptapod language to watch Prowl at work.* verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm Is that your full species name? "Whirlipede"? Impactbabyrobo 10:20 pm *Leans on Chimera, if Chimera is okay with it* NoodlesAtNight 10:20 pm *Chimera absolutely is. They'll even coil up on Impact.* verdigrisprowl 10:20 pm *at this point, he's mainly trying to keep the tire talking, whatever it's saying—give him some vocabulary to build up and try to analyze.* chronosmith 10:20 pm Whirlipede: *performs another spinning bounce* WhirliPEDE. Impactbabyrobo 10:21 pm *delighted by this development* Swervester 10:21 pm //why does he say marble so weird it sound s like narrrwhal verdigrisprowl 10:21 pm ((marrrboll)) Swervester 10:21 pm //oh my god Impactbabyrobo 10:21 pm ((NIPPLE)) verdigrisprowl 10:21 pm ((nipple)) Arcee-Autobot 10:21 pm *Loud Snort from Arcee* verdigrisprowl 10:21 pm ((marble making is very horny)) Swervester 10:21 pm I'm naming a drink nipples on fire, it's official. NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm //Fraggin' fantastic.// Impactbabyrobo 10:22 pm *giggles* Swervester 10:22 pm Who wants to drink it first NoodlesAtNight 10:22 pm //Dibs.// verdigrisprowl 10:22 pm *nods at the Whirlipede again.* ... Is the bouncing part of your language or is it just for fun? *glances at Swerve* What are you going to make it out of? Swervester 10:23 pm Not a clue! That's the fun part. Impactbabyrobo 10:23 pm *hugs Chimera before getting up* Bedtime for me! Swervester 10:23 pm Probably gonna be a fire color theme though Impactbabyrobo 10:23 pm Thanks for the movie, Soundwave! chronosmith 10:23 pm Make it so damn spicy that anyone drinking it immediately has to get their fuel tank pumped for their own safety, and I'm in. Swervester 10:23 pm I can make a Whirl Special version NoodlesAtNight 10:23 pm [[You're welcome, Impact.]] <<Goodbye, Orange Child. Chimera will miss you.>> chronosmith 10:24 pm *the Whirlipede bounces again. It's anyone's guess what that means, honestly* Arcee-Autobot 10:24 pm Movie was Great Soundwave 😃 NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm [[He is glad you thought so, Arcee. Do come again.]] Impactbabyrobo 10:24 pm I'll miss you too! But I'll come visit again, so it won't be too bad! NoodlesAtNight 10:24 pm *Happy chirp!* verdigrisprowl 10:24 pm *nods at the Whirlipede along with its bounces. He's getting nothing out of this.* Impactbabyrobo 10:24 pm *blows kisses to the room at large* G'night everybody! chronosmith 10:25 pm Seeya, twerp. Arcee-Autobot 10:25 pm C'ya everyone NoodlesAtNight 10:25 pm [[...Have you considered telling it to blink once for yeses and twice for no?]] [[That ought to move you somewhere a little faster.]] chronosmith 10:25 pm I actually... need to roll on out, myself. Uh. Thanks for, y'know. Trying, Prowl. I'll catch you again sometime. But if you got any notes you can send me, I'll give them a look-over. verdigrisprowl 10:26 pm Sure. Comm me some time, if you want. We can make a serious effort with Magnemite there. chronosmith 10:26 pm *flips him a casual salute* Gotta learn to cht with my little pal SOMETIME. *turns and bobs his head to Rumble, speaking a touch more softly, for privacy's sake* And I'll come back around again soon, to see you. Boomtank 10:26 pm -time to get going, he supposes. Crowd's going out- verdigrisprowl 10:27 pm *looks at Soundwave* There's probably an issue of mutual intelligibility. My Magnemite, at least, couldn't understand Neocybex or any of the Earth languages I tried on it. NoodlesAtNight 10:27 pm //I'mma look forward to it.// *The stupidest grin.* verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm So "blink for yes, twice for no" wouldn't be very useful if they don't understand that much. NoodlesAtNight 10:28 pm [[Ah. He did not know that about your Magnemite. They do seem to understand the human trainers with them in the documentaries, he'd hoped... ah, well. We aren't human.]] verdigrisprowl 10:28 pm *glances at Whirl* Of course, you could still try that with your own and report back to us? Many Pocky Men CAN understand human languages; I suspect mine simply never had the opportunity to learn. NoodlesAtNight 10:29 pm *Soundwave nods to Blaster. He'll keep working and sharing things over time, for what little they got of the language.* Swervester 10:29 pm Mmm, I think I better go, My berth's calling me for that ap. NoodlesAtNight 10:29 pm [[Yes, sleep off the rest of that party.]] Swervester 10:29 pm Have fun! Night. chronosmith 10:30 pm Yeah, if I make any breakthroughs, I'll hit you guys up. Boomtank 10:30 pm -nods back, as he stands to leave. He'll share what he can come up with- Goodnight chronosmith 10:30 pm *he enjoyed that stupidest grin, and pays it back with a last affectionate nudge before he stands. The Whirlipede rolls right off the couch after him* Night, losers. verdigrisprowl 10:30 pm *looks at the suspected "Whirlipede".* It was nice to meet you. NoodlesAtNight 10:30 pm //Night t'you 'n the tire!// Boomtank 10:31 pm ((and thanks for the stream, g'night! NoodlesAtNight 10:31 pm ((night!)) chronosmith 10:31 pm Whirlipede: 'Pede! *and then they, too, are gone* NoodlesAtNight 10:32 pm //...Wonder how they say *anythin'* with jus' two or three words.// *He shakes his head. That's why the Boss is the Boss and he's not.* //Better get upstairs. Seeya.// verdigrisprowl 10:33 pm It's in the pitch and order. verdigrisprowl 10:35 pm *goes to sit with Soundwave again. Hello.* NoodlesAtNight 10:36 pm *Taking another note.* [[That should be easy for him to pick up.]] NoodlesAtNight 10:37 pm *Nodding hello again.* [[He really should find a way to converse with your Magnemite without meeting it. He'd like to hear it speak.]] verdigrisprowl 10:38 pm I could give you my language file and you could communicate by video? NoodlesAtNight 10:38 pm [[Does it register those on videos as real mechs?]] verdigrisprowl 10:38 pm ... I have no idea. NoodlesAtNight 10:40 pm [[It's worth a try. It could teach us something useful if they don't.]] verdigrisprowl 10:42 pm True. NoodlesAtNight 10:44 pm [[...He likes watching you work to puzzle it out. He would enjoy taking on a task like the one presented to the humans in the movie, with you.]] *Pause.* [[Preferably without you leaving in a few years because he knows too much.]] verdigrisprowl 10:45 pm You already know too much. *humor ping. leans against Soundwave.* NoodlesAtNight 10:46 pm [[He begs to differ. He will never know enough.]] *Leans into.* verdigrisprowl 10:47 pm I'd enjoy watching you work to figure out a language like that, too. NoodlesAtNight 10:47 pm [[He confesses that he would absolutely remove his suit to touch the glass.]] verdigrisprowl 10:49 pm Somehow I'm not surprised. NoodlesAtNight 10:49 pm [[How much despair should he read into that sentence? As a percentage.]] *Humor ping.* verdigrisprowl 10:50 pm Hm. 36%. NoodlesAtNight 10:50 pm [[That is better than he expected.]] *Faint huff.* [[You are growing fond of him and his ways, he thinks.]] *And another humor ping.* verdigrisprowl 10:52 pm Pff. *mumble mumble yeah* NoodlesAtNight 10:54 pm *Patting Prowl's knee.* [[To be more serious for a moment - he does not know if he should continue with inspecting the heptapod language. He knows not to believe everything he sees, but...]] NoodlesAtNight 10:55 pm [[There are often tiny truths buried in bigger tales, is all he means. And he wonders.]] verdigrisprowl 10:55 pm There are a great many languages that are nonchronological or have no element of time or tense. NoodlesAtNight 10:55 pm *How much more sympathetic to organics has he become since burying himself in Earth media?* verdigrisprowl 10:56 pm To my knowledge, no one has ever started telling the future by learning one. *I* know a few. They didn't even help improve my battle simulations. *that's not why he learned them, but.* NoodlesAtNight 10:56 pm [[...You know a few?]] verdigrisprowl 10:58 pm Languages that are divorced from chronology? Yes. They're not /that/ uncommon. Earth even has a few. NoodlesAtNight 10:59 pm [[No, they're not; he's -- simply surprised, he supposes. That you were given the opportunity to do any learning of them instead of being made to sit behind a desk at all times.]] verdigrisprowl 10:59 pm I've been stationed on a lot of alien planets. First priority is tapping into the local media and learning the dominant languages. NoodlesAtNight 11:01 pm [[That, too, surprises him. He would have thought the Prime would keep you close at hand at all times, far away from anywhere you might be lost. Particularly as the war wore on and you became more valuable.]] *Tapping his fingers, thinking.* [[Differences. Never mind.]] verdigrisprowl 11:02 pm Hm. He didn't see me like that. verdigrisprowl 11:03 pm I was stationed on Earth before he was. NoodlesAtNight 11:03 pm [[An unexpected first.]] verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm ... Compared to other universes? NoodlesAtNight 11:04 pm [[An Optimus who does not insist on being the first to put his hands and stories all over the local fleshling wildlife. Fascinating.]] verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm Oh. NoodlesAtNight 11:04 pm [[Yes, compared to other universes.]] verdigrisprowl 11:04 pm Yyyeah, that would be counterintuitive to the "try not to be discovered by the local populace" mission. NoodlesAtNight 11:05 pm [[/And yet./]] *He's seen some Things, Prowl.* verdigrisprowl 11:05 pm ... "And yet"...? NoodlesAtNight 11:08 pm [[To put it bluntly, when it comes to Earths everywhere, we do have extreme trouble hiding ourselves. Both sides.]] *Twisting to get a better look.* [[The timelines that are similar to but not quite yours are the worst at it. Breaking into steel factories, entering races, having parades, filming /movies.../]] verdigrisprowl 11:08 pm ... Parades. NoodlesAtNight 11:08 pm [[It is as though all sense drips out of our heads as soon as we see a blue and green planet with little hairless organics running around.]]

[[Oh yes. Even the Decepticons.]] verdigrisprowl 11:09 pm *opens mouth. shuts mouth. okay. all right. okay.* ... Yeah, that's... that sounds about like the effect Earth has on people. NoodlesAtNight 11:09 pm [[It's enough to make your inner strategist die of shock, he expects.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:10 pm [[It certainly leaves /him/ laying awake at night. The things his alternate allows. Or participates in.]] *Shakes his head.* verdigrisprowl 11:11 pm My inner strategist is... definitely struggling, right now. NoodlesAtNight 11:12 pm [[...Perhaps it's some kind of natural planetary defense. Something in the atmosphere that makes Cybertronians giddy and prone to impulsive action.]]

[[Oh. You didn't know about any of that, then?]] verdigrisprowl 11:14 pm About the PARADES? No. No, I— No. That's news. Please. Tell me that's not a universe where they're TRYING to remain covert. NoodlesAtNight 11:16 pm [[Oh, no. No, not at all.]] Huffing. [[That's been impossible since the mess they made in the first few days. Still - hardly the way to conduct themselves.]] verdigrisprowl 11:18 pm Oh, /good./ NoodlesAtNight 11:18 pm *Debates it. Rolls it around on his tongue. Decides to drop the information.*

*Glancing away at a wall.* [[Your alternate was in the Autobot Day parade, you know.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:19 pm ((...i think. hold on)) verdigrisprowl 11:20 pm He has my sympathies. NoodlesAtNight 11:22 pm [[He hopes so. It'll be hard for this world to take in any refugees from that one if he doesn't.]] verdigrisprowl 11:22 pm Pff. NoodlesAtNight 11:22 pm *Patting again.* [[But he has horrified you enough for one night.]] verdigrisprowl 11:23 pm Yes, I agree entirely. NoodlesAtNight 11:24 pm [[You're right. He does know too much.]] *Curious look back.* [[You'll stay anyway, he hopes?]] verdigrisprowl 11:24 pm Of course. verdigrisprowl 11:25 pm I already knew you know too much, and it hasn't run me off yet. NoodlesAtNight 11:26 pm [[A fair point. And a pleasing one.]] *Hmm.* [[He thinks he'll skip the option to create offspring for the moment. There are already plenty of recently grown protoforms roaming around.]] *Still teasing Prowl? Gently, but definitely.* verdigrisprowl 11:31 pm Yeah, for the record, that's—that's off the table. Even if the offspring WOULD die before fully developing. verdigrisprowl 11:32 pm *... actually, it dying early would make it more appealing.* *would that be a horrifying thing to say out loud? it probably would. he's not going to say it.* NoodlesAtNight 11:34 pm *Sitting up.* [[...He didn't mean it was ever actually on the table. It wasn't-- if he knew that was what would happen, he wouldn't-- he wouldn't /anyway,/ he can't-- his timeline doesn't--]] *And back against the couch.* [[Never mind. A tease in poor taste. He apologizes.]] NoodlesAtNight 11:35 pm [[Perhaps we should go talk of other things. He has plans for another paint adjustment he'd like to get your opinion on.]] verdigrisprowl 11:37 pm ... I know you can't. I was—responding in kind to the premise set up by your, er, banter. verdigrisprowl 11:38 pm Er. What adjustment? NoodlesAtNight 11:40 pm *Nodding. Talk less, Soundwave. Remember why you keep quiet around everyone else.*

[[The next one. The biggest one.]] *He touches his new white accents, followed by a few of the new dark gray sections that have cropped up around his frame.* [[To cover what's left.]] verdigrisprowl 11:41 pm "What's left"? A full repaint? NoodlesAtNight 11:42 pm [[He supposes that's where he's going with it all. He thought he'd see what it was like. He's been blue for... mm. For a long time.]] verdigrisprowl 11:43 pm ... The—accents you've done so far are, uh... *he looks at the ceiling. he's trying to say he likes them.* ... You can keep that up. NoodlesAtNight 11:45 pm *He speaks enough Prowl to know what that means.* [[Good. He'd worried they made him look, er... dead.]] *Or like a bad attempt to resurrect someone who was.* [[Thank you.]] *Lean kiss of quiet gratitude?* Today verdigrisprowl 12:00 am No, no. Wrong colors. And you've got biolights. *He'll accept that kiss—and return it.* NoodlesAtNight 12:04 am [[True. More than most living mechs.]] *On display, at least. But back to that kiss - don't mind him staying there a /little/ longer than necessary.*

[[...Thank you for the co-creation of this tradition, and all that often goes with it.]] NoodlesAtNight 12:05 am *Speaking of, is that where Prowl's mind is headed tonight? Or would he prefer just relaxing on the couch together?* verdigrisprowl 12:06 am What—kissing? I'm afraid I didn't have a hand in inventing that one. *humor* NoodlesAtNight 12:06 am *Pushes his mask up higher to get a proper nip in for that one.* verdigrisprowl 12:07 am *you're just gonna encourage him to keep doing that* NoodlesAtNight 12:07 am *Oh no. How terrible. What a cruel fate he's dealt himself.* NoodlesAtNight 12:09 am *Encourage encourage. Enable enable.* *Fade fade?* verdigrisprowl 12:09 am *fade fade.*

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oxygenic · 5 years

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i’ve been so upset lately ugh. i’m not sure what i want to do anymore

my best friend (J) recently got a new bf and honestly i was super happy for her! it’s been almost 2 months since and idk.... i feel like something is off. i know to each their own but little things keep adding up that bother me, at first on a subconscious level.

first was 2 weeks after making it “official” they planned a trip to seattle 2 weeks later, plane tix and everything. didn’t think it too weird because J does love travelling but she’s never done such a thing with her previous exes but tbh i didn’t think too much about it.

the thing was J always, always thought online dating was overrated and dumb and yet her new bf is from cmb? yeah, i get change is great blah blah but then she started lecturing me about online dating WHEN I INTRODUCED THE APP TO HER and said i was “too picky, that’s why you haven’t found a bf in these 11 months” and safe to say i was MAD about that for a while.

anyways, after their trip we went out with our mutual guy friend (A) and her bf to lunch because it had been a while since we sat down and chatted to catch up. her bf seemed pleasant enough but he only really talked to J and A. i kinda felt like the fourth wheel, honestly. i didn’t wanna say anything in case it made things super awkward but yeah. we did pumpkin carving after lunch and he still didn’t really talk to me so that was.... not great to say the least especially since we were working on pumpkins for a few hours.

what got me really annoyed was halloween. me, J, and our mutual female best friend (L) were planning on having dinner since by the time we were done with school or work, it would be too late to go trick or treating. I get to the restaurant and it turns out J brings her bf! without telling us!!!!!!! or asking!!!!! idk i just felt.... like i didn’t mind too much but i feel like it’s courtesy to mention this???? because me and L were planning on it being a ~girls night~ so we were gonna discuss dating and stuff but.... that didn’t happen lol.... same trend happened. he kinda talked to L and me but mostly kept to himself or talked to J.

and what happened tonight honestly got me super annoyed. I’ll probably go to sleep tonight and wake up thinking I’m crazy or something but for now I’ll just hash out what happened through fb messenger.

so basically I suffer from hormonal acne and have had to deal with having a good skin care routine to maintain decent skin. at first J didn’t really care, thought I was just being a bitch about using products and continued washing her face with hand soap (little does she know I’m considering going on birth control to help with my hormonal acne because NOTHING has worked and i turn 24 in a few days, lol. but that’s irrelevant anyways) and suddenly she’s now SUPER into korean skincare?

at first i was like FINALLY, GREAT. LET’S TALK. YOU’LL LOVE IT AND YOU WON’T REGRET IT.

i asked her how she finally came around to skin care and.... she said it was because her bf gave her the “nerdy explanation” and I didn’t, whatever that means.

i just.

idk anymore. i’m so annoyed and angry and hurt.

if you’ve read this far into my ramblings, thanks. i wanna ask for advice because idk what to do. i’m planning on talking to her in person in a few days to tell her how i feel about her bf (or the influence he clearly has on her) but im terrified to confront her about this. this sounds like a reddit post actually dskjghkdsjg but i’m so tired

#personal #idk i need advice #sorry i rambled a lot #but im so angry and annoyed idk what to do #i kinda wanna cry tbh

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drews-diary · 3 years

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21.08.19

today’s diary entry is gonna be weird. also hi, its been a while. a few days ago, i learned that the fourteen year old i tutor has a boyfriend. and while that is a perfectly reasonable age to have a boyfriend i just cant get over the fact that someone born in 2007 is already capable of typing let alone dating. I remember when my friends little brother who was also born in 2007 was crawling around and cried cuz he hit his head on the table. but to be fair that didnt really bother me too much as i always felt as though i was stagnant and things around me were the ones always changing.

But then today i was listening to taylor swift’s old albums cuz i was feeling nostalgic and i listened to fifteen from the fearless album that came out back in 2009 and i realized that she released that song when she was around twenty which means she probably wrote in when she was in her teens writing about how she knows so much more than she did back when was starting high school that she wish she could tell her younger self. and i remembered listening to that album as a child and expecting myself to feel the same by the time i became an adult. yet here i am at 21 no thoughts head empty. and i realized that even if i met 15 year old me there is next to nothing i would want to tell her because i still feel like i am more or less still the same ignorant uninformed person. the only thing i would tell her is to stop fucking around and focus on school.

i feel like i dont have as much experience as the other people around me. I never used to care that i’ve never been romantically involved with someone, but i always thought it would happen eventually when i got to college but a three semesters have passed and i have yet to take a single class on campus.

to be completely honest the only reason i am even fever writing this right now is because i had a ice cream blending cold brew from starbucks this evening because i had to get up excruciatingly early for class registration (which i completely failed at) and had three tutoring classes today meaning i didnt have time for my daily afternoon nap so the coffee was the only thing making sure i didnt fall asleep during my last class. I purposely dont drink coffee regularly so that i can use it like a magic potion when i need it and the caffeine hits me like a bus. it has been six hours and i am still wide-eyed i should not have gotten a grande. today was also my first time trying coldbrew so there’s that. i was kinda grateful for the effects because it made sure i was awake for today’s episode of hospital playlist but now i kinda wanna sleep since i didnt get much last night and i would like to make sure i dont miss my class tomorrow morning, i have to get up at at least ten, but here i am typing this.and i think i am just going to keep going.

my family moved recently, and for the time being my entire room is surrounded by bookshelves because my brother’s bed is too big and we cant fix any bookshelves into his room and i am only using a mattress topper thing for the next few months. this is because i finally convinced my mom to let me throw out that horrid bed with the curved head and foot board with the flower decorations that always dug into the back of my head, neck, and back when i was trying to read. so that is the situation in my room until the end of the year when hopefully my brother’s whole situation will be over and we can finally go furniture shopping and switch rooms. (we are also currently living in each other’s room because his permanent room aka my current room cannot fit his fucking gigantic boat bed. actually i really love that bed i wish he was still young enough to use it its so cute.

i find our new neighborhood unsettling. like its probably because i got so attached to our old house that we lived in for nine years but i dont know. the place we moved to is a location that i used to spend some time in when we first moved to korea but i literally havent been here in nine years as mentioned earlier, and i am slowly piecing my memories of the geography as well as blending it with the incredibly limited knowledge i have of the nearby surroundings that i built riding the bus and when i was learning to drive because the school that i went to is kind of near our new place. anyways to get back to the subject this new neighborhood is full of too many happy families with these little kids that run around with their sticky little fingers flailing around. like hello we are still in the middle of a global pandemic i swear to god parents of little kids will go loose their minds when their children get sick yet they let them just run around spreading their disgusting little disease to the rest of us. ugh i hate kids. but thats besides the point the reason i think the new neighborhood feels dystopian is because all of the families, children and the elders too (why are there so many elders like i dont hate them or anything most of them are fine but like where are they all coming from?) look so happy. where are the depressed high schoolers and burnt out college students? my brother and i dont seem to have any friends in this bitch. anyways so the sheer amount of happiness that seems to radiate around me reminds me of books and movies like the giver you know or like the uglies series where you start off in this utopian-esque world until you find out that it is actually fake. its unsettling.

okay now i am kind of tired good night. wait also the public transportation at our new place fucking sucks i know it’s pretty good by regular standards but i am used to subway stations, convenience stores, cafes and bus stops all being 30 seconds away from the entrance of my building. okay the bus stop took more like two minutes but whatever. and buses used to come every five minutes but now i have to walk at least ten minutes to the nearest subway station and the bus stops only have three buses and even those take so fucking long to arrive and they dont even arrive when they say they will they are always late which is why i end up fucking walking twenty minutes to the subway station because that way at least i can guarantee that i am not going to be completely late. unreliable ass buses.

fuck there’s a lot i dont like about my new neighborhood. oh wait we are also far from malls now i have to walk like half an hour to get to the nearest mall when at our old house i only had to walk ten minutes and the mall close to our new house is worse than the old one. this one’s movie theatre isnt even famous. but dont get me wrong i guess there are things i like about our new place like how you can call the elevator from inside the house or how there’s a gym and the fact that i now have ac in my room. i am just being a brat because i really loved our old house. it was perfect. even if i felt as though i was being burned alive during the summers sometimes. i also like my new blinds that let in light in the shape of constellations.

i dont currently have a desk in my room so i dont know what im going to do when school starts again in a few weeks i guess i’ll have to take my lecture on the floor or maybe on the kitchen table idk.

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