#my neighbors must think im insane

[jacqsreptiles]

There she is; the world's most perfect moron.

#ball python #snakes #sneks #reptiles #snekblr #herpblr #reptiblr #pippin snek #my neighbors must think im insane #just standing there staring at the tall grass #cause you could not see non periscoping pippin from a distance

[nofacednerd]

rewatching s1 of The Boys again (because I’m insane) and I was pausing to look at the set design bc I think in general it’s interesting and occasionally very funny

and 1. theres so many pictures of Hughie and Robin around his room but one that they focus on was very obviously taken on set on the day they shot the first scene asdhffgsd??? also he’s got a wooden hand that he made to flip people off

2. my god. they really said he’s an audiophile and ran with it because he has like 4 different record players stacked on top of each other, several stacks of vinyls, random pairs of headphones around the room, 2??? massive amps??? (I can’t see any instruments in the room that he would be using those for so. I guess he just has them), so many speakers just sitting there for some reason. His neighbors must hate him so much

3. theres a bunch of misc wires on his desk that I thiiink might be a soundboard but im not 100% sure (update: it might be a disassembled music box???)

4. I noticed the assortment of gaming controllers on his desk but i did not notice the novelty cup collection he has (he immediately destroys this .2 seconds after you first see it)

5. There’s a giant stuffed snake hanging on the wall behind his door

6. and my personal favorite detail is the coat rack he has in his room solely for his flannels. this man is bisexual and you can’t convince me otherwise.

conclusion: he’s a massive nerd and the sterility of his apartment with annie in s3 is representative of how his grief has consumed him so much that his old interests and hobbies are nearly invisible now (something something trauma changes you irreparably)

#The Boys #the boys tv #I've been wanting to go back and look at this for a while now bc so many of the other sets/bedrooms we see are really sparsely decorated #but Hughie's room has a lot of stuff going on it in because they probably needed stuff in there for him to destroy

[venusandsaturnsrings]

VENUS I HAVE AN IDEA FOR YOU!

Okay so, Childe has moved back home after so long away at his job, saying he missed his family whatnot (he really got kicked out of his old appartment for claims of unsanitary conditions but thats between him and the definitly not over flowing cum tissues in his bin) but doesn't understand the kind of view his old window has of his new next door neighbor. You know he doesn't mean to stare (he so does mean to stare) but the view was right there and if his neighbor didn't want to be seen then why were the curtains open?

So the next day, after having seen his neighbor's topless chest and a little bit more, obviously just out of the shower and oblivious to the hand in his pants, guess who's sitting at the dining room table eating breakfast with his family? You, his neighbor he jacked off to last night. You smile, eye contact and all, and says that he must be Ajax, that his dad has been going on and on about him.

Turns out.

This neighbor has been so kind to drop his brothers at school on the way to work, even helping with their homework when they get home, it has been like this for a few months after he left.

And just guess who leaves their window unlocked?

He would never admit that he developed such a quick infatuation for you, it's embarrassing almost, but the feelings he gets whenever your hands brush against his as you pass him something when helping his siblings or when he gets to see your chest rise and fall through the window at night.

But the best feeling has to after he has clambered his way into your room at night, catching you saying his name, even whimpering a little, while your body writhes in your sleep, wriggling as his fingers ghost over your skin.

I'm the anon that was from another Fandom, but mayhap I could go by Cor? 🙏??

yeah im Normal about this... definitely haven't been thinking about this for DAYS... yeah... but fr oh my GOD??? this is so fucking delicious i'm handing over all writing privileges to you my career is over this is better than anything i could ever come up with my lord... legally obligated to expand on this but my brain is So Full im doing it in a separate post to make it more legible LMAO i have so many thoughts im going insane i'm kissing you on the mouth so hard rn... sighhhhh cor my beloved <33 like cor lapis!! honey-sweet and warm <33

full fic i made for you here!! 2.6k words of degeneracy <33

#cw: incel #incel childe #cor my beloved <3 #chit chats #childe x reader #tartaglia x reader #genshin impact x reader

[alazysnail]

Im gonna be cringe and post something I wrote from 9pm-12am at night based on that lovejoy/los campesinos song. Be aware as I slowly lose my head as it gets closer to 12am. All of this was written on a whim from a shower thought of mine.

Knee deep at the (my) ATP (APT)

The meet was so sudden.

Just the average drunken girl you'd see at the bar, yakking her mouth off with her friends.

Just the average drunken guy, hollering loudly with his pals.

The moment of eyes crossing & making meet.

The common social occurrence, it happens to everyone at least once in life. The normal response would be to just turn away & awkwardly act like nothing happened, trying to show it wasn't intentional.. Yet… For a moment too long, we stared, and I could feel the rise of my chest, inflating like a balloon, lifting me. You seemed to feel it slightly too, or at least, the rubber caught you at your throat. A choak stammered from you. A light flush on your face.

Earth decides to draw back its gravity, and the gal swipes her head back to her friend group, gazing back one last time to snatch a look of me before fully returning to her blethering friends.

The balloon in my chest seems to pop, suddenly, and I am drawn back to mine. One is looking at me, a corner of his lip being tugged.

“Golds caught your eye, Los?” He simpers.

“Josh,” I grouse under my breath, covering my face with my hand as I feel my cheeks start to warm. He just laughs to himself. Ezra just looks at us, confused. She looks at Josh's K-Records tee. Usually we both banter at each other over whos a better artist from that industry. Still confused, as she's noticed I didn't take this moment to further banter with Josh, she leans over towards Josh to further inquiry.

I turn my head over, trying to advert eye contact with them, only to spot that girl again, murmuring to her friends as she looked at me. She saw me peering, jumping in her seat a bit, almost tipping herself over, before turning away again. She verbalizes something to her friends, supposedly trying to seem casual. They just playfully laugh at her.

“‘Ey,” Ezra taps my shoulder. “I think she likes you.”

“Mm? And what makes you say that?” I pester further. She just rolls her eyes. Josh tries to choke back a laugh. “Well, she's walking towards you now.” She points over my shoulder.

And there you are, beauty and grace, as you make your way through the drunken crowd.

“Hey, uhm,” You stammer. “I'm Atare. You?”

From there, fate.

On the first day after, we were already sitting it off. So many dates & walks & talks. Every second I could feel myself falling deeper and deeper.

It wasn't long before we called it official. We were hanging out so much you'd think we were a married couple in a shared house.

Of course, in any relationship, we had our ups and downs here and there, but over all, we worked them out pretty well!

We were like a match made in heaven.

You were an angel.

And to think I would find myself here, slouched over, not on you, but my apartment door.

Heat was flaring my face as I fumbled with my pocket, trying to fish my keys. With each buzz that formed from the other, the more I wanted to just kick the door down.

I felt the loop of the keychain slide onto my finger, and snagged it out. I hurriedly flipped through the keys until, getting more feverous as the buzzing continued. I now hear how disheveled I sound. I sound like an overworked dog, begging its owner for some water.

My neighbors must think i'm sick, or insane, or maybe they don't care. I could care less right now too.

I finally got to the one with the green padded bow. I promptly slid it into the keyhole and turned the knob, pushing myself inside, slamming the door behind me.

A buzz. I toss my bag to the side.

A buzz. I'm yanking my coat off. I'm practically panting at this point. I truly am some dog.

A buzz. ‘Gosh, get myself together. Im rolling in my head like a mad man.’

I step to my bathroom real quick, starting up the sink. I toss some water on my face, trying to focus on my breathing.

In the mirror, I could see my sweat-matted hair, blood-shot eyes. I couldn't even tell which droplets were sweat, water, or tears. At this point they were all the same.

“Jeez..” I take some deep breaths, or as deep as I can hold them. I cough in-between some, but I get a hold of myself.

Another buzz alarms me once more. I push myself from the hung-over position on the sink and pull my phone from my pocket. I switch it on.

A notification, many actually, but it's all from Josh. I open them, and read them, and read, and read on.

Breaths were muttered, but all choked on. I feel a pinch at my lip, realizing I've been unconsciously biting at it. I wipe it with the back side of my hand, noticing a small smear of blood come with it as I pull away. “Gosh..”

I can feel the fingers on the back of my phone gripping tighter, like parenthesis, like the whispers of lies she's been feeding me. Something outside of the narrative.

-”She's been trying to keep it a secret from you, well, both of us I guess. She didn't want to hurt you. She was looking for a time to let you down more gently, but I guess it's too late for that now.”

It was obvious he was taking his time with it, grammatically checking each phrase. It wasn't like I pulled out my phone fast, and yet, it only made me feel worse. I could feel my heart sink to my gut as I continued to read further. That's all there was really left to do.

I hear a small crinkle hit the floor. I look over and see a small film paper next to my coat I had slung across the floor. Begrudgingly, I go over to look at it.

It was one of the photos she said got messed up in the printing process. Apparently, some guy sold her a broken Polaroid, so all the photos were pretty much blurred or unexposed. She gave me this one because it was the most clear of them. It was an image of our hands held together. Resentfully, I decided to look closer at this fallacy. It seemed so perfect.

Directly in the middle, the film stood pretty much clear. Hand in hand, blaring out. Everything still standing.

I looked closer and noticed the background, thought not quite exposed, seemed quite discoloured. She claimed we took this photo at the street show, but the ground seemed rather… yellow? No.. it wasn't concrete, it was sand. We've never gone to the beach before. I peer even further into the photo. Just barely, you can see a t-shirt. There was a logo on it, shaped almost like a shield, and a letter sits inside of it. The shirt looked like it belonged to K-Records.

I guess now, it slightly makes more sense why on that night she had so much sand falling from her insoles, chewing on your cheek every time it happened. She claimed she just went wandering out at the beach by herself the other day.

I thought it was cute.

She was always very mysterious.

I remember looking into her eyes. My heart felt so full. To see her smile and grin.

And as her grin loosend, so she could look me in the eyes, I noticed something felt off. Your smile seemed to be wanting to tell something warm and fuzzy, but your eyes, just for the second I got to see them, seemed to scream a different story, before you turned away to continue walking.

I now hear the words they cry.

I now know I am simply the B-side.

(Epic meltdown rahh im so angry RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH bang bang clash punching my pillow omg ugh le flop on bed RRRHGHGGHHHHHHHHHH)

“Not what ya’ like, it's what you're like as a person.” I mockingly parrot. “Heh..”

I've got to find other things to absorb my time, or I'm just going to drown in this mess.

That's one thing for certain.

#im kinda proud of my sleep deprived writing tbh #also sorry for the names i just gave up on names so ye #also i will take constructive criticism actually #evenn if this isnt serious writing #i stil would like to learn on how to improve :] #ok read my cringe 🐢😎 #lovejoy #los campesinos! #knee deep at atp

[agirldying]

hi all, just want to do a big update as my final semester started this week.

i'm currently not enthusiastic because our neighbor (can't tell if it's downstairs or to our right but now i have a feeling it's downstairs) has an unregistered, untrained dog who has been barking for the past several days and it's driving my bf and i insane. it's barking right now and i've been calling the complex every day i hear it just to add to my complaint. they've been saying they'll send someone down to check it out, knock around and ask about it i guess and i'm assuming they've been doing that but it's just frustrating, i wish it were more invasive or strict? like i don't necessarily want the owners to have to give up the dog or move out but i also know whatever the repercussion calls for is not my responsibility, they as tenants agreed that if they have a pet that it should be registered properly and not disturb their neighbors' globe of sound. that's not too much to ask so if they can't do even that then they kinda deserve the consequence of a noise complaint or an unregistered animal. but at the same time i assume the dog must be in some level of unease to be barking this much so i feel kinda bad for it. it doesn't seem like a "i'm all alone" bark it sounds like a "squirrel!" bark.

ANYWAYS. i want to talk about how my classes have been going. I'm taking 6 classes: thrive, intro to expressive art therapy, intro to family, intro to sociology, video game narrative, and identity and culture in franco film. I'm also taking a masterclass for the heartsupport network which is a nonprofit mental health program centered around metal music as catharsis. i'm also a part of a club called active minds which is another mental health program. so i'm extremely busy and am technically on hiatus on the traumasurvivorshelpingsurvivors blog until i can find moments of stillness.

thrive is a 7 week class that's barely a class (in fact, it isn't the only one). this is about student wellbeing. the only homework is really to set an intention for the week (it meets once a week) that's practical and promotes a healthier lifestyle, as well as documenting self care routines throughout the rest of the week. i'm so glad to say i made 4 new friends in this class already, which is really unlike me as i'm naturally introverted and scared to break silence, but i felt comfortable enough in that space to have conversations, which also created a domino effect where the people i said hello to said hello to other students. at the end of class i asked for us to exchange information which also inspired them to do the same amongst each other, so i'm really happy about that.

intro to sociology is surprisingly spicy so far despite not even starting the material. the professor is one of the most inclusive professors i've ever had, as she talked about how pronouns are important and even listed it/its and xe/xyr as valid pronouns. as a lecture hall i honestly felt a little scared when she said that? because as i found out in today's class, not everyone "agrees" with that. err... yeah, today we had conversations with each other about what we could bring to the class and i grouped up with this one guy who said he likes to be the devil's advocate and went on to say how he thinks blm, pro choicers, and the lgbt community are too sensitive, and also talked about the second amendment. not sure why he unloaded that on me as i don't feel like i look like someone who would agree with any of that but at the same time i'm nonconfrontational so i was being agreeable to avoid escalation.

culture and identity in franco film was not what i originally signed up for. i originally signed up for national cinema, and this is a class im taking with my bf. turns out it's french cinema, which is fine, but i was just confused. it seems fun so far, we're currently watching a comedy called le visiteurs which is like monty python's holy grail.

i just had intro to expressive art therapy for the first time today. it seems really cool, it's more of actual therapy than a class about therapy, if that makes sense. we're to bring things to class like crayons, markers, gel pens, colored pencils, as well as tissues because the professor stressed that it can get so emotional that usually everyone cries at least once. we listened to a song and did a mandala (i participated but it wasn't really a mandala, just a doodle within the circle) that was supposed to represent us. this one also feels like a non-class which i'm happy about.

video game narrative seems interesting, it's an async class which is usually really bad for me but i'm also taking this with my bf, and the professor i've met before and is super nice so those are some advantages. plus there are actual due dates which is usually not the case for async classes, usually they just say everything's due at the end of the semester which is really bad for my procrastination. but what's really cool about this class is that part of our homework is to play video games and record us playing them (which can include streaming). so another non-class, although we do have some brief articles and reflections sprinkled throughout.

intro to family is also interesting so far, this is another once/week class and so far it seems to be about the different kinds of families like arranged marriages, monogamy, polygamy, polyamory, divorce, separated, repaired divorce or separations, and really just the complexities of a family. one of our big projects is to create a genogram (family tree) which is a daunting task as i'm fortunate to have quite a large family with a lot of information dating back to great great great grandparents. it's interesting to observe visually how my dad's family is disproportionately larger than my mom's, how two of my family members (not blood related thank god) have passed from cancer, and other things. it's giving what remains of edith finch.

i think that's all of them?

i just hope that i can keep my momentum this semester because i CANNOT afford to fail. CANNOT. it's a big pressure but i'm just trying to hype myself up to step up to the plate.

if you read this far you're a real one, hope you're having a wonderful day, thank you for reading all of that.

#text #updates

[smoosnoom]

dear moon smoosnoom,

i think i should stop sending u this daily compliment and start sending u daily remittances bc there’s no way u let us read ur fics for free.

u also published ur work the minute my class started so it's ur fault that i couldn't say a word in italian about gender equality (i forgave u the moment i read the first sentence).

anyway i have to stop mumbling cause i have a lots of thoughts about “mike wheeler's guide to falling in love with a superhero”.

i started giggling from the first line. mike wheeler is a vivid example of cringefail loser and i really wanna know what aunt janine did (there must be something REALLY bad since she's on the list next to the mosquitoes).

i love how everyone has already come to terms with the constant fights of superheroes and villains and don’t pay attention to them until their lives are in danger.

i love that mike is always late whether superheroes are involved or not.

i love that mike with spiderman and mike with will are two different mikes. the first is slightly vicious with his dislike of superheroes and causticity and the second is just a guy who can't make a complete sentence in front of a charming neighbor (it’s me. hi. it’s me then i try to write u smth cute but not cringy). will must be so confused lmfaooo good thing he likes both mikes.

and it’s a good thing that mike likes will’s both hypostasis. i like that they r still first of all friends with common interests and only then fools in love.

i also love that mike is not a complete idiot. the fact that he realized that will is a spiderman almost immediately (here he figured out who’s will faster than he understands that he likes guys in some fics). and the fact that he didn’t kiss him in a costume.

mike wheeler extolled his partners all his life in order to eventually fall in love with a superhero. he’s a loser but he’s my loser.

i love that mike wanted to make things right so he brought will flowers. and he wanted to like wait until their real date to kiss him 🥺 and why is will surprised that mike knows?? honey not that you hid it very well.

and the upside down kiss! it’s must be so inconvenient but it’s so iconic.

i wanted to share my favorite quotes but there r so many of them… so here’s the one that made me giggle to tears: “They sit together in a cafe, after Dustin finally finds a free Monday afternoon from his job of being a director, Nobel Physiology Prize winner, entrepreneur, and his ongoing quest to achieve world peace, and Mike had finally felt strangely sociable, agreeing to meet up and chat.”

i think i should write u another poem just to show u how much i love u and talented u r.

love, daily anon 🤍

dear daily anonymous,

icant believe even a little anyone wants to read anything i write !!!!! id be insane to charge anyone anything, altho i am incredibly Broke . speaking italian is so crazy cool, im also bilingual !!!! would love to hear ur thoughts abt gender equality, altho idk how much i would understand :]

i made u giggle !!!!!! everyone cheered !!!!!!!!!!! aunt janine has done unspeakable actions that he would rather not mention right now, thank u, and she should be glad to be placed next to Mosquitos !!!!

i do think new york is a "mind ur business" kind of place, at least from what ive seen during my stay there, and mike does seem the sort to always be a little late and a little flustered around his attractive neighbor (just the one) (and don't worry i think ur plenty charming 🫶)

yes yes !!!! i always think friendship is the best foundation for a romantic relationship :)

mike is one of the smartest ppl in the show !!!! he's great at spotting patterns and i think he would be so so quick to pick up on will being spiderman !!! (and that's so true omg i love realization fics but im also very impatient !!!)

mike wheeler the hypocrite that u are 🫶🫶🫶

yeyes despite it all mike is a sap !! and he wants to do it all right !!!! LOLL give will some credit, altho it's not like will Wanted mike to figure it out haha that would be Crazy ...... 👁👁

i remember watching the upskde down kiss when i was like . three . and being so confused i had no concept of who or what spiderman was 😭 but it still stuck with me so many years later !!!

im soso happy u liked it !!!! ur opinion means the world to me and i cherish it very much, so thank u for reading it !!!!! i might write u a sonnet next time

love, moon smoosnoom 🫂

#/ask #daily alya #ya this is an essay of a reply but idc !!! only the best for daily anon !!!!!!

[munamania]

ok abby i HAVE 2 ask ... who is this she/her youve been speaking of as of late gimme the DETAILS 👀✨

oh em gee sia ily for entertaining this <3 esp since i’ve been keeping up on your he/him for so long… UHM! i do have this post that’s basically a summary rant of things that happened that made me insane. but i’ll rehash some other stuff because i see her again soon and i’m really not prepared for that fact lol.

basically i saw her on zoom and was like oh she’s cute :3 (btw i think she’s also a marketing/business major) and so we followed each other and then she volunteered to be my assistant in our first in person (film) class and when i saw her irl i was like. god idk i’ve never had that. instant attraction before? and that would be one thing but we clicked SO well. like ofc it was a little awkward at first and i was so so nervous but we eased into a silly banter and any time we spoke the energy was just very !!!!!! like. like we were all eye contact and teasing and it’s just one of those situations where something feels really right yk… not to be corny. but LIKE yeah she chose to sit by me when she could and we’d easily talk and joke around and during our last few classes i had her laughing across the room face down head in hands more than once so i was fr like was that funny babygirl…

ugh and during our last class we sat together and we talked. So much and she went red in the face bc i leaned into her to talk to someone else and she kept saying she wished she had spent more time with our crew and then we all went to get ice cream and i find out. SHE HAS A BF. and again i have a little bit abt what happened with him in that post but basically i was nice…. but also he Clearly saw me as a threat bc as much as i was trying to be chill she was being a fucking FREAK!!!!! (she was talking to me a Lot and stuttering and then he called us ‘besties’ and we were silent. yikes) and then i had to approach them while they were hanging out on campus bc she wasn’t answering anyone about smth that had to do with our class and he was so pissed he refused to say hi and just glared at me lol it was SO awkward but like. it was basically my Job for the class whatever and then shortly after i was blocked from viewing her story and stuff but she still looks at mine and i’m just like. why don’t you just block ME.

anyway we’re going to basically be neighbors and she already invited me over but that was pre-bf meeting so i have no idea if we’ll uh. talk. but we have one shared class and potentially two if i get off a waitlist (which she was Very enthusiastic about) and i’m sort of friends with her best friend now??? so she must not hate me. and there are just a lot of silly coincidences that happened along the way that made me feel like. im supposed to know her. and ik that sounds goofy. anyway i don’t want to pursue someone that’s taken but well. ig i’m a horrible person and it Was a new relationship and yk. i just haven’t ever felt that way before and i think i confused her too lol. so im just chilling thinking about how to handle this year, i think i’ll see if she talks to me or ignores me in class and one way or another try to approach her and just ask what happened... lol

#hi wasnt ignoring this i couldnt get to a computer and well. u see how much i rambled </3 #lol TY for asking!!!!!!! feeling freshly bonkers now. but well. whatever #idk im looking forward to seeing her again but even just pictures have me like. UGGHh yk. i wish i didnt like her stupid face sm. #and we just... talked so easily like without missing a beat about silly things and our classes and lives and passions #while also being like. insane energy wise and stumbling over what we were saying like we were in our own little bubble.. wonky! #and then im like is it just me was i just swayed by being attracted to her. but several ppl from class asked me like #how long we knew each other and sort of expected that i was in contact w her outside of class and stuff #when in reality. it was months of me looking forward to the little spurts of conversation wed have in class #and then those few days at the end of the semester that really uh. sealed the deal to me lol #asks #mutual tag

[1d1195]

HAHAH OMG I love that you tell your bf you’ve known Harry longer than him! I mean you’re not wrong?! And not 1D in your collage?! Honestly love that lol but aww omg it’s so cute that your classroom also has a bit of Harry too! I bet it’s adorable!

I love target too! I love spending there and it’s oddly relaxing for me even though in others stores I’m fighting for my life lol

Also HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEW PICS OF HARRY?! He just looks so good 😭

Omg I use to LOVE Lizzie McGuire growing up and I would obsess over the Lizzie McGuire movie! And I was so down bad for Chad Michael Murray in Freaky Friday like he made my head spin as a child lol and I heard Noah on the radio the other day and I immediately thought of you! Also idk if you saw or anything but didn’t Noah cover Falling by Harry on an insta live??? I think I saw a clip of it??

I would say my music taste isn’t that broad or diverse soley bc once I find something I like I stick with it lol like the hyper fixating lasts a while lol or sometimes it’s just really obscure artists lol But I would say some of my faves would be Arctic Monkeys, Lana Del Rey, The Marias, Laufey, Lorde and lately I have been obsessed with the song Tell it to my Heart by Taylor Dayne! I probably have more but like I said it’s just all over the place! Oh and there are some other artists that I listen too in Spanish! And I often listen to instrumental/classical music lol ITS A LOT lol

The dentist is a scary place and plus who wants a stranger looking in your mouth like?! I don’t blame you! But yay be proud of your growth!!! Even being a little less scared and more okay going to the dentist is such a win!! Also I didn’t know that 🐱 anon was responsible for the inspo of MADE TO BE, NEIGHBORS AND LIEK ZIPPER?!?!? THQTS SO WILD?!? But honestly so cool! I love all those stories so much!

And I could NEVER mind bestie! Literally do whatever you please!

And I’m sorry I didn’t reply sooner :( the universe HATES ME! Yesterday took my math final(that was something lol) and i had happened to get my period early :( AND I THINK IM GETTING SICK??😭 very sad honestly bc im not even done with all my exams :( ANWAYS the only plus side of yesterday was this hot guy who sat next to me and we got talking a bit 😌

i hope you’re okay! You know I always love talking with you!!!!

ALSO I SAW THE DING POST AND IM VERY EXCITED!!!!-💜

I literally have 4x6 photos of him on my wall at school and my students (who are INSANE and don't know who Harry is) at the beginning of the year are like "is that your bf?" and I usually tell them "in my head, yes" and point out the pics of my actual bf and they're like "he looks like Harry" and I'm "yeah, I have a type 🤭"

I would get married in the Starbucks at Target. That would be my ideal venue. For a honeymoon we would go to the clothing section.

I'll have to check out that song! and I totally know what you mean about diverse music tastes. I also stick to pretty much the same three things I really had to dig in the archives of my brain to get that info out for you.

Oh yes! 🐱 is my biggest Made to Be supporter! That's how I "met" her! I think she helped me continue the story--at least the last five parts minimum. Neighbors was entirely her premise and I just ran with it! One of the Zipper Extras I was totally stuck on and I think she had the idea of where I needed to go. She's a wealth of knowledge and help whenever I need it most 💕

I DID SEE THE PICS OF HIM. THIS version of him is the star of Ding 😊 He's delicious. So effortlessly beautiful I could scream. I'm glad you like the idea of Ding, I'm excited about it!

That's my bad bestie, we must have synced up via our telepathic connection. What a series of unlucky events on St. Patty's weekend no less. A math final, your period, and illness. You should get a lottery ticket, sounds like you'll hit it big. BUT A HOT GUY DO TELL MORE

I hope the rest of your finals go smoothly and I hope that you feel better ASAP. I'm doing alright. I need a mental health day. I'm spreading myself too thin but I don't think I'm going to get a real break until next next Friday the 29th 😭 but we'll see. Maybe I'm just being extra.

thanks for sending a message even when you're not feeling well. I hope the math final wasn't too bad, I would have given you all my good math vibes if I knew ahead of time but I'll do it retroactively just the same!

xoxo

#💜

[thegongoozlerreacts]

Welcome Home (Part 4)

part 4 !! gonna finish going through the site and work out all the secrets (hopefully)

spoilers under the cut

ok so i was going through and re-opening all the secrets and !! i was showing my brother the 'You' page from The Neighborhood, talking about how i couldnt believe i missed this the first time i went on The Neighborhood

then i went to the so below page wondering 'hmm is this different' cuz i know i looked at it last time but i only really glanced at it and gUESS WHAT

spiral. a spiral got drawn in and im so mad i didnt wait the first time but its ok! i found it now

leads to a page called 'Neighbor'

OH!! THE RECORD IS SHAKING !!! so this is important definitely

no Wally BUT it is a series of sounds that must have come from Home because thats the only character who cant talk and is said to communicate through sounds

also im pretty sure that its morse code but i have no idea how to transcribe it so,,,, i might try later or just find the answers somewhere else LOL

the sounds in question are clicks and squeaks, so im pretty sure the clicks are dots and the squeaks are dashes

but other than that ive got no idea dude LOL

well thats interesting why is it like that

OH MY GOD THERE ARE TRANSCRIPTS !!!! I GOT THIS BY COMPLETE ACCIDENT I WAS JUST TRYING TO PAUSE THE VIDEO OMG !! well now i have to check all the other bug videos

oh my god i knew there was something off about that little gray rectangle at the bottom of the video holy shit

looking at the transcript for Sally and Julie in a play, and at the end Sally calls Wally 'walliford' which is insane actually

ok now onto the merchandise page !!

oh my god its a real life telephone

ITS A FUCKING BOX !!!

u dont understand this is insane

i fucking love Welcome Home and all the art in it so cool

OH MY GOD THERE'S AUDIO FOR IT HOLY SHIT

Wally's audio isnt available cuz its got a glitch hmmmmmm hmmm

this is so cool though

ok so i was just hovering my mouse over all the buttons and actually you can click the red button which is Wally's button which leads to a page called 'duet'

im not gonna listen to that yet because i wanna see all the stuff on the merchandise page first

i will be going from right to left (pink/Julie button to purple/Eddie button)

so Julie is as cute as ever LOL its funny that she immediately assumes the silence is some kind of game also how would Quiet Sandwich Jumprope work?? i lowkey want to play just to see how it would work

next up is orange which is Sally !!

i love Sally she's so dramatic LMAOAO yes Sally u ARE taking the words out of my mouth also like where did that 'ta-da' sound come from?? does she just have a ta-da sound effect button on hand or something ??? thats hilarious i can totally see her doing that new headcanon

next up is yellow which is Frank !!

this is so funny its the way that Frank gets so mad when he thinks its Barnaby and its the way he was like 'well if this is Barnaby I'll 'prank' him by telling him about butterfly sleep!' like yes amazing prank Frank (oh hey that rhymed)

next up is green which is Poppy !!

aww Poppy ur so cute even tho ur like british?!?!? (jk on the british thing) she's so nice and polite even tho she like dropped the telephone she's still so polite like 'oops sorry i have to go have a nice day though!' i love her

next up is blue-green (??) which is Howdy !!

"...Actually, I do have plenty of time in stock, it’s in aisle two next to the bananas. But …I call ‘em cuckoo clocks!" ok thats funny u got me Howdy i love that there's two jokesters in the cast (more fuel for my Barnaby x Howdy craziness)

next up is blue which is Barnaby !!

"I wouldn’t know, I wasn’t there! What do I look like, a BEE’s-dropper?" Barnaby and Howdy are both absolute clowns, their immediate reaction to silence is tell a joke also every audio i hear of Barnaby reminds me more and more of Sans from Undertale LAMOAOAO

next up is purple which is Eddie !!

"Whether letter or parcel, whether rain, snow, or shine, we weather the weather and never decline!" he has a jingle thats so cute "..I’m starting to think nobody’s there… Wait… I can’t remember if the phone was ringing… Maybe I was going to make a phone call... But who would I call?" Eddie is such a himbo is that just me (also he'd call Frank cough cough)

next up is red which is Wally !!

ok so its different from the other duet that comes from the secret link 'hard to hear you think' huh,,,,,, "I hope you saw a friend, but I’m not sure you saw a name... Stand still. Let’s start over." fascinating what does he mean by 'not sure you saw a name' also the 'stand still' thing is interesting because i think in one of the record audios he asks 'why are you still' or something

was going through the audios and oh hey theyres transcripts here too and a little hint that its morse code

HERE IT IS 'Will' fascinating fascinating

i love that there's transcripts for all the audio even the secret ones thats so cool

ok now onto the rest of the merchandise page LOL

LETTERSSS

also bug spotted !!

the open letters are all addressed to Wally, one from Frank about a bug and one from Howdy about paint its really cute

"It seems as though whoever enjoyed this playset had a grand time pretending to mail letters to their favorite Playfellow puppets!" or maybe,,, u just have real letters actually written BY the characters and ur just going thru their mail pretty sure thats illegal LOLOL

OOH !! SO COOL

i love the art

listened to the audio and holy fucking shit !!! THEYRE ALL SO CUTE DUDE I LOVE ALL OF THEM

FRANK: [Frank looks down at him, rotating his head a bit as if to shake it.] You always did work too hard.

EDDIE: Wha? Huh?

FRANK: I’m going inside. Enjoy the ground, Mr. Dear.

EDDIE: Alrighty! S-say, uh, before you go, any chance I could get a hand gettin’ up-- [door closing sound] oh, you’re gone. That’s fine! I’ll, uh, get to pickin’ myself up… before the cows come home, heh-heh.

that,,, sorry i just ship Frank and Eddie so hard LMFAOOAOAOAOO

"You always did work too hard." what does this mean Frank how would u know that unless u been watching him hmmm 🤨 heheheh

i would love to hear the rest of the audio where Eddie attempts to (or does actually) lift up Poppy, Howdy and Home because that would be SO funny

bug spotted

OMG WALLY PUPPET IN THE REFLECTION !!!!!!!

this is so fucking cool they made records i cant believe it

the audio is all fucked up but still !!! so cool !!

CEREAL !!!

honestly in-universe this must have been an INSANELY popular show if its got records, toys, storybooks and fucking cereal made for it like ??? and all of this is LOST media????? what the fuck happened!?!??!?!?

AND A COLORING BOOK !!! i would love to have one of these

and then the Valentines Day cards which are all so cute

i dont see any drawings so i guess theres no Wally audio for this page

also bug spotted on the transcript page so i will watch that along with the bug video from the merch page (also no drawings on transcript page)

ok so merch bug video is funny LOL

Eddie being afraid of being jumped on by Barnaby hadnt even considered that dynamic between them bc Barnaby's a dog and Eddie's a mailman LMAOAOAO this video didnt end with Wally being asked a question on what he thinks but technically it still counts because he'd probably respond with what he thinks (question mark idfk what im saying)

next video

its Frank and Julie and I LOVE THEM I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC SO CUTE GRAHHKDSKDJSJD

why are all these characters so cute stop it !!!! before i combust !!

now its time for the exhibition !!! so hyped !!

bug spotted but its hiding !! dont hide little fella !!

THIS IS SO FUCKING COOL,,, I WISH I COULD HAVE BEEN AT THE ACTUAL EXHIBITION HOLY SHIT

this is just so cool im losing my fucking mind

WHAT THE FUCK I DIDNT KNOW U COULD DO THIS

now i have to go back and look through the other pictures but like this

ok nevermind i think its only the exhibition page thats like this which makes sense

"Unlike many of the other neighbors, we have yet to find a Wally Darling puppet design sheet." hmmm interesting

Wally is three feet ?!?!? he's so small ?!?!??!

"The previous owner of this playset seemed to be channeling their best Frank Frankly in this charming doodle of one of Welcome Home's smaller residents!" hahaha...... yes its all just play and totally not real actual letters made by the real actual characters heehoo

OH MY GOD THERE'S A VIDEO HELP THAT SCARED ME LMAOAO

i was just showing my brother the exhibition pictures like 'LOOK !! THEY MADE REAL LIFE THINGS FOR THIS SHIT !!' and i was just moving between the pictures then the sudden appearance of the video jumpscared me LMAOAOAO my bad

DUDEEE I WOULD HAVE ACED THIS TEST SO HARD I KNOW ITS INCREDIBLY EASY BUT MAN I WANT THAT PRIZE

was the special prize lore oh my god i need to know what it is

!!!! REEAL LIFE WALLY PUPPET AND A MINI HOME GRAHHHJKFWDJDS THIS IS SO COOL I WISH I COULD HAVE GONE TO THIS EXHIBIT

"If it was a calling that brought me here, well, then that phone is still a-ringing!" there's another reference to ringing lots of references to being called/calling and stuff for Welcome Home

so very interesting

also another doodle

also i was using the option + tab command on my mac to see all that was clickable and guess what !!

random clickable white space

WELL ALRIGHT THEN

so !! password thing

i clicked the image it leads to this

click it again and it leads to this

i will definitely go through that but first the bug video and Wally audio

Poppy and Sally !!! talking about cake !!

i really like the bug videos bc even tho it is a little creepy and weird, the dynamics and banter and talk with the characters are just so fucking cute

also Wally moved his hands in this video !!

mk so the Wally audio titled 'understand' is very interesting about Home i feel like this has to be before the Home morse code audio right?? or maybe after? its definitely close to the Home morse code audio for sure

so this,, very interesting indeed

the safe has buttons which corresponds to each neighbor

but you need to put in a password in this

so how the fuck do i answer this

ok so im gonna go with the page's suggestion of the worksheet being the key

OH MY FUCKING GOD WAIT HOLD ON I HAVE TO SPLIT THIS UP BC I REACHED THE PHOTO LIMIT

#welcome home

[beautifulmorningstar]

The way I'm yelling in this empty house lmao my neighbors must think im insane

#fucking hell #negative

[gayairbud]

accidentally trained my dog to stop crying every time i say “theres no crying in baseball” bc i say it every time he cries

#genuinely my neighbor must think im insane NCNKJDSHG #kotu.doc

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currents, part one

                                        journal entry # 42

                     may 3, 1998 - 4 days before graduation

looking back on the countless hours spent loving and being loved by pj these last two years, i never imagined things would end like this. i never thought i would end things like this.  

we have been fighting more and more recently. he thinks im unhappy, everyone thinks im unhappy. fuck, even i thought i was unhappy with him for a while, but I don’t think that’s it. It may sound totally juvenile and cliche, but I think im too happy with pj, and its becoming so terrifying. why are the best things always so fucking terrifying?

the love we share is bursting from my every seam and that’s why i can’t continue. i love him so much, so truly but, after days of contemplation i’ve concluded that despite being surrounded by all this love, i feel so dejected. i want to be a good person and love people with my entire soul, and right now, i don’t fucking know anything, especially not the importance of loving and cherishing someone else for all that they are. thats what i do know.

i dont think it insane of me to say that i don’t want to look back on this relationship years from now, having not ended it, and us both be miserable.

the devastating thing is, if that were the outcome, i don’t think he would leave me like im about to leave him. he’s too selfless. i don’t want to do it, truly i don’t. i don’t want to murder his spirit in the process of figuring out who i am, but is it nobler to sacrifice myself for the man i love the most and never be able to give him the love he deserves in return?

maybe that was too poetic, but dear journal, i really mean it.

i know what i must do, it was bound to happen. i just can’t let myself hurt him anymore. i know that once im gone, he will be happier.

—— october 30, 2000 ——

i breathe in deeply letting the crisp, autumn, pennsylvania air fill my lungs.

ever since graduation ive been up north in the glum state of maine trying to connect with myself. i tried college up there for a few weeks but dropped out because all it was doing was adding to the stress and heartbreak i was putting myself through.

inever told anyone where i was going, just my parents so they could send money every now and then. but to everyone else, i sort of…disappeared.

i spent most of my time in maine with my neighbor, edith. shes this feisty little hippie lady in her mid 60’s, and she took me in when i was at my lowest. edith runs a quaint little bakery in town, which she sort of manipulated me into working at, but to be honest i’ve never minded. she has a luxurious garden thats full of herbs and spices used in her shop. we have spent many hours back there in her garden just talking, crying, laughing,. she taught me so much about the mysterious ways humans live and adjust. she would tell me stories from her life that taught her about empathy, love, betrayal, and remorse. i’ve learned a lot from ole edith and for that i will forever be in her debt.

edith is actually the one who convinced me to come back after all this time, to my home town. i didnt want to, for reasons obvious to both edith and i, but as i hinted at before, once edith wants something shes relentless. she told me to come and visit for a few days over halloween weekend, and if it was horrible i could give her a call and she would buy my train ticket back immediately. i reluctantly packed my bags and rang my parents to tell them the news.

so here i am, in the backseat of my family car that we have had since I was 10 years old, I can still smell the cigarette smoke from when my mom was an avid chain smoker in the early 90’s. i have the window down letting the sharp, icy wind swirl my hair all about my face. my headphones are blaring against my ears so loud that im almost positive my parents could hear the music over the wind. i’ve been playing matchbox twenty’s “yourself or someone like you” album on repeat the entire train ride here, and I don’t know if it’s the nauseating loneliness in rob thomas’ voice blasting into my head for hours or if it’s the weight that these familiar streets carry but im starting to feel very anxious and lightheaded the closer we get to home.

i let go of a shaky breath i didn’t know i was holding as we pass the skate park me and the boys spent a million nights at fucking around, smoking, getting drunk. i would always complain when steve brought his “magic dust”, but pj always promised if anything happened, he would make sure i was taken care of. bam and ryan always just laughed in my face and told me to loosen up, fucking assholes.  

bam margera has been my best friend ever since i can remember. we grew up next door to one another, and with no other neighboring houses being as close as ours are, it was inevitable that we would become attached at the hip. we would always hunt for bugs and crawfish down in the creek by my house and use them to scare his mom, april. i remember when ryan dunn moved to west chester, it was like our team was finally complete. we were literally the three musketeers, and no one could separate us. my mom always hated the fact her sweet little angel was being turned rotten by some gross little boys, but i think she grew to love them as much as i did over the years. our parents thought that once we hit puberty the three of us would naturally fall apart, but i think the awkwardness and uncomfortable changes of puberty only brought us closer. our interests obviously did start to differentiate more, like bam and ryan got into skating and bmx, and i got more into reading and writing, but it never caused a rift. they were my brothers, until the very end. until i left.  

i remember the day they introduced me to the rest of their friends. i only ever hung out with bam and ryan on our own, but i knew of their other friends through the stories they would tell me. that day bam and ryan said they were going to take me to the skate park to show me this “gnarly trick” that bam had finally mastered.

i always found it amusing because the guys absolutely refused to go to the actual skate park in town, we always went to this abandoned pool in the outskirts of the suburb that bam had declared their territory the beginning of freshman year.

i wanted to be supportive of his hobbies, so i went willingly, but turns out there was no trick and i had been lied to. i was greeted by many new faces that day, one being a face i will never forget.

i shake the memory of our first meeting from my mind as my dad pulls into the driveway. the lawn is decorated with the ghost decorations the boys and i made years ago for a halloween bonfire. i frown at the memory, wishing i could get amnesia to forget all these good things ive left behind. as i step out of the car my shoes make a squishy noise against the orange and yellow leaves that have fallen into the driveway. there are puddles soaking the pavement, turning it into a dark and depressing gray. mom told me over the phone yesterday about all the rain they have been getting lately. seems like even the weather in west chester was preparing for my arrival.

i look over to bams house and try to suppress the ache bubbling up in my chest. i don’t want to be here; I feel like my happiness is being slowly sucked out through ribs.

ever since i left this shitty little town ive been able to grow and become a better version of myself but being back has already started to affect me. i don’t want to revert back to the person that ive worked so hard to let go of, i want to be free from that life and those mistakes.

the whipping of birds playing above my head pulls me from my internal monologue and with my head hung low, i creep up the driveway. my hand touches the ice-cold knob, but something stops me from entering. I can’t put my finger on what exactly, but then I hear it, the faint rhythmic buzzing from the bass of someone’s car getting closer and closer. my eyes fly to the top of the hill near the end of the street, and I can feel my heart start beating harder and a knot growing larger in my stomach. for a split second i can’t differentiate between the bass vibrating the air around me and the deafening knocking of my heart at my ears. as the car came barreling down the street, my body starts to weaken and i feel as if all my bones have been replaced with jello.

they were in chris’s van, and they were listening to some weird band that bam was obsessed with (if i had to guess) on the loudest volume possible and with all of the windows down. i knew i needed to stop looking and go inside before I got caught, but something about seeing them acting so…normal…without me wouldn’t allow me to look away. however, that feeling is soon washed away by a tender ache piercing through my chest.

the pout on my lips is suddenly replaced with an emotionless, cold expression as i spot pj in the back seat. despite the look on my face, my heart has never felt so sore. his warmth is radiating through the car’s windows, and i feel like i can almost hear his rich, gravelly voice ringing in my ears. I can still remember the way his cologne would mix around in the air and fill my lungs with pine and cigarette smoke. I can still feel his soft palm and calloused fingers brushing along my lips and cheek, and his soft pink lips dancing over my jaw and down my neck. this is all too much.

as they pull into the driveway next door, i watch them file out of the van and into the garage. I take a second scanning over all of them, seeing new tattoos and new injuries. they were all there, from what i could see. chris, steve, ehren, dave, ryan, bam, and pj.

when I finally give my eyes permission to look at pj, i am met with those beautiful dark brown pools, that once held so much admiration for me. they were now full of confusion and anger.

it took me a second to even realize he had noticed me and from that point on all i could focus on was escaping the situation. i swing my backpack over my shoulder and rush for the front door, but by the time i pass through the threshold of my childhood home, full of so many memories, i knew the secret was already out.

© blackjello, 2022

#i hope u guys like part one :0 #sorry if its bad okay pls dont judge me im literally sick u have to be nice to me #i decided to post it now bc i want some feedback on what u guys think is gonna happen or what u wanna see happen in part 2 #i made a lot of last minute changes to maybe seem more cohesive but i didnt proof read again lol #johnny knoxville x reader #johnny knoxville #pj clapp #jackass #bam margera #ryan dunn #steve o #chris pontius #ehren danger #dave england #🪲 #🩻

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the three times he tried to ask you out and the one time he actually did- joel farabee

a/n- this is kinda meh but i hope yall enjoy it. not proofread. gif not mine, creds to owner.

word count-1.3k+

warnings- gets a teeny bit heated but no smut

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you met joel the first day you moved into the apartment complex. he caught your eye from that very day. he was around your age, seemed sweet, and not to mention he was definitely attractive. you thought he was shy at first but when you heard him with some friends not long after moving in, you thought he was just shy around you.

the first time he tried to ask you out was a bit of a disaster. he caught you in the hallway when you were coming home from getting groceries. ‘hey y/n ! need any help?’ you smile his way, ‘ joel hey ! yeah that would be lovely.’ you let joel take some of the bags from your hands so that you’re able to get your key into the lock. as soon as you both are in your apartment you lead him into the kitchen where he puts down the groceries he took from you. ‘thank you joel, i really appreciate it.’ his face gets even more red as the seconds pass. joel keeps his eyes trained on the ground and mumbles out a thank you.

before he turns to leave your apartment, ‘hey uh, y/n?’ he questions. you hum in response and look up at him. ‘would you..’ he trails off before correcting himself. ‘would you let me borrow your phone ? i accidentally locked myself out and i need to call my team mate so he can bring me my extra key.’ he scratches his neck, beating himself up on the inside for not asking you out. ‘ yeah of course, here you go,’ you hand your phone to him. he walks towards the front door and pretends to call someone.

————

the next time joel tries to ask you out is after a rough game. the flyers lost, 4-0, to the pens, and a loss is always hard for him, wether it be to the pens or not. he knew that he would probably chicken out again, but it couldn’t hurt to try. he stops in front of your door instead of walking to his and brings his fist up to knock. when you hear the knock your brows furrow in confusion, you weren’t expecting anyone so hearing a knock on your door this late was confusing. you look through the peephole to see joel standing there nervously. ‘ hey whats up joel, you okay?’

‘oh fuck’ he thinks. he realizes he has no idea what he wanted to say. he rushes to come up with an excuse, any excuse, to speak to you and not stand there like an idiot. ‘ uh i was baking a cake for my mom, and i was a couple eggs short do you think you could spare two?’ you laugh, ‘yeah of course dude, one sec.’ dude he thinks, you’ll never think of him as anything more than a friend. his face drops at this realization.

you walk back up to joel and see the look on his face, you wanted to ask what was wrong but you hadn’t known him all that long so you decided against it. ‘ here you go joel’ you place the eggs in his hand, your fingers brushing his slightly, making the both of you blush. ‘thanks y/n, i appreciate it.’ you nod and close the door as he walks away.

joel walks back into his apartment with two eggs in his hand that he didn’t even need. he was so sure he was gonna do it. ‘another time.’ he thinks to himself.

————

the third time he tried to ask you out, is when you helped him into his apartment after a rough game. you hear some thuds outside of your apartment so you choose to peek your head out and see if anyone needs help. the sight you see surprises you. ‘joel, what happened?’ he looks at you and shakes his head. ‘nothing y/n im fine, you can go back inside,’ he smiles. you can see him wince as he moves to unlock his apartment door. you rush to close your door and help him stay standing. ‘yeah, definitely not happening farabee. i’m gonna help you and you’re gonna tell me what the hell happened.’ he nods but stays quiet. he hadn’t wanted you to look at him differently when he told you he was in the nhl. he wanted to get to know you better before telling you. he didn’t assume that you’d try and take advantage of him, but it had happened before and he was nervous.

once you have him sitting on his couch you ask what happened again. ‘ um, i’m in the nhl and i had a pretty rough game tonight, i’m just sore.’ he mutters hoping that you don’t hear him. you did hear him though. ‘woah really? thats insane. you must be really good huh?’ you joke. you can see his face drop at your joke. ‘hey, joel im joking, i don’t care that you’re in the nhl, you’re still my same dorky cute neighbor.’ you realize your slip up after it is too late. joel smiles at your confession, ‘you think im cute huh?’ he smirks. you playfully hit his chest, ‘ and what if i do?’ you smile. ‘well, you’re in luck, i happen to find you very pretty y/n.’

————

the time joel finally had to guts to ask you out. he came home from the bar after a 5-0 win against the pens a little tipsy and as happy as you had ever seen him. joel knocks on your front door at half past eleven with determination set on his face. this was of course after he had a couple of drinks in him and some pep talks from nolan and teeks. he was going to finally ask you out after all the months of pining after you. all he could do was hope you said yes.

you open the door sleepily, ‘joel?’ you question. he immediately feels bad for having woken you and almost decided to just ask you out the next day. but before he can stop himself, ‘hey y/n, i know this is random, and don’t feel like you have to reciprocate these feelings but i need to do this for me. y/n we have slowly been getting to know each other since you moved in and i think i’ve fallen for you. you’re just so kind and genuine, and not to mention gorgeous. so i guess what im trying to say is, will you go out with me?’ you let joel take a breath before answering him. ‘joel, i would love to go out with you’ you respond with a grin breaking out in both yours and joels faces. ‘could i hug you? i don’t wanna go to far and ask for a kiss yet, but you saying yes makes me so happy.’ joel rambles. you nod and pull him in for a hug, but what he didn’t expect, was for you to pull his face to yours and press your lips to his. the kiss starts to get a little heated, with joel running his tongue across your bottom lip, but before anything else happens you both pull away for air. ‘wow’ joel says in amazement. ‘that was..wow’ you can tell joel is stunned.

‘how about this joel, you head to your apartment, text me in the morning, and after our date, we can continue what we started here yeah?’ he nods and pulls you in for another quick kiss and then walks to his apartment. that night, joel falls asleep happy that he finally asked out the person of his dreams, and you fall asleep happy that you finally have a date with your dorky, cute neighbor. it may have taken a couple of shots and pep talks from nolan and tk, but both you and joel couldn’t be happier that he finally got the guts to ask you out that night.

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[wintermutal]

just finished my second readthrough of dan simmons' 'the terror'. a lot of stuff i didnt remember and i think i have a better appreciation for certain things the second time around, but this book's relationship with like.... how it treats indigenous people is all over the place. it gets significantly better near the end when it becomes clear to crozier that they're just like, normal ass people, and i know that it's the time period and whatever, but WOW is it uncomfortable the rest of the time. lady silence doesnt go like, 4 seconds without being weirdly and unnecessarily naked or otherwise Sexy To The Protagonist, and i just am like....god come on dude, all the other characters in this book are impressively complex, you did her dirty, man.

ive never seen the TV show, but i must not be alone in picking up how weird this is because from what i read, they did a lot of work to give her and the Inuit in the story in general more autonomy, hired Inuit actors and consultants, and drew a lot more on Inuit accounts from when people came across the franklin expedition. also, these same accounts apparently helped an Inuit researcher find the actual terror ship? im genuinely really interested in this and how these stories got passed down but it MUST have been one of those stories that you really remember in detail as just a really fucked up thing that happened to your family/friends/neighbor/some guy you met once. like i cant imagine how nightmarish it would be to be going about your lives and you accidentally come across a white guy expedition full of dying and dead disease-ridden starving scurvy victims falling apart to the point of cannibalism (the original accounts actually point out cannibalism in the crew directly, apparently, and that's been corroborated with more recent evidence of like, human bones with knife gouges and shit). i should really see if i can find records of those stories lmao im really curious now.

other than that, (spoilers) i completely forgot that the guy in crozier's bunk at the end with long rodent teeth actually stood up behind him out of his bunk and started reaching for him, but it leaves if this actually happened ambiguous because crozier hears this, but doesn't turn around and just lights the ship on fire instead. it drives me insane not knowing for sure who it is and what it represents, but i think the most obvious answer is that it's another metaphor for the book's theme of the failure of european expansion to the arctic (rodents have teeth that keep growing unless they gnaw on something to keep them short or else they grow until it kills the animal, and that scene points this out explicitly). if this is right, it's clever because i think it works on a few levels-- to crozier it represents his past self that he left behind to abandon the empire that never accepted him to begin with due to his being irish calling for him, maybe to satisfy some kind of deep-seeded hubris, but it also represents british expansion itself, which needs to keep colonizing to maintain its cohesiveness and identity as a pointlessly cruel but waning and (in the modern day) comparatively dead world power. maybe it means that it'll never truly leave, and the remnants of imperialism will persist forever even after it's long dead. also it's freaky as fuck and it haunts me.

anyway that audiobook is 28 hours long so idk what to do with my life now, honestly. the only other book (and audiobook performance) ive found in adulthood that makes me feel that way is 'the goldfinch' (with a 40-ish hour audiobook) where like, it's such a flawless immersive epic of a story that you literally cannot believe it's over. im just impressed and im really glad i reread it. if im going to reread anything annually as a holiday thing, i'm tempted to keep rereading this one despite like... you know, the glaring flaws and the cringe horny parts.

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[aleksadnezz]

Sweet Night

Jae x Reader

I let out a groan while I extend both of my hands in the air. I stretched my hands side to side as i slowly pushed myself away from my table so i'll have enough space to stand. I finished the last call I have for today. I scan the whole room and saw that there are only few people left. I turned off my computer and fixed my things. After i fixed my things i stood up and silently bid goodbye to my colleague beside me while she's still in a call with a customer. She looked up to me and nodded and I left the room. On my way of leaving the building i bowed and greeted other people as if they actually give a f but i do it anyway.

It's only 5pm, my shift today was early compared to the other days. Since today is Friday I decided to drop to the market to buy groceries so i can finally eat something that a normal person usually eat, which is a home cook food. I've been eating process foods and sometimes i would just order food outside if i'm feeling lazy which happens everyday. I bought some groceries good for a week cause i don't know when will I have courage to go out and do grocery shopping again. I took a bus on my way to my home. My apartment is quite far from the main road so i had to walk 3 blocks to reached my apartment.

As i was walking a man from nowhere approached me and offer to help me carry my groceries. As if that I would let him he might ran and took my groceries away. I politely refused his offer and I continue to walk, after a minute i thought that he already left but i can feel him walking behind me, the nerve. I entered the building of my apartment knowing that he already stop following me, I quickly looked back to checked if he is still here and HE IS STILL HERE. I try not to think to much so i just think that he might also lived here too and wants extra money by offering strangers assistance or something, yeah right. I quickly hop to the lift together with other tenants, i was the last person to enter so i immediately clicked the close button but then an arm blocked the door and entered. It's still him, I refused to look at him but i can feel that he is staring, luckily we're half meters away from each other. We're getting fewer and fewer as the lift rises to each floors, i'm at 15th floor and this strange old man still with me inside the lift, should i be concern because we're at 12th floor already. I looked up when I heard the sound of the door opened, the other person left, my heart began to beat fast thinking how am i going to beat his ass without dropping my groceries. While i stared at the floor planning his execution I saw a pair of feet walked inside and stood beside me, i looked up to him trying to remember who this person is. Oh right he lived across my apartment. When the door opened i quickly walked out the lift with my short legs, i feel like i look like a penguin rushing to get home but whatever. I reached in front of my door and searched for my room key not minding anybody. I jolted when a man spoke.

"Hey! do you have company?" I turned around to see who is he talking to. I saw the guy across my apartment looking for his key to and suddenly looked up at me. I frowned and saw him slightly gazed over the strange guy walking towards me.

"Uh no." I stared at him as if im hinting that 'i have no f clue who's that old man'

"Hmm.. by the way do you have an iphone charger?"

"Y-yeah i'll give it to you later" I kept the conversation flow, so this old man would think that he's not the only male here.

"Excuse me Mr? I think you're in the wrong floor, this is the dead end." My co-tenant spoke. Both of our room are located at the very end of the hallway, so there's no way that the old man will insist that he lives here. The old man just pretend that he mistakenly went to the wrong floor and thanked him for telling him. What a b

I stood up in front of my door waiting for the old man to leave our floor. I looked back at my co-tenant and he is still standing there looking at the old man's shadow when he finally left.

"Yeah right what a creep." I spoke and his eyes shifted to me.

"Was he following you?"

"Seems like it. I saw him down the street." I said calmy as if i was not terrified earlier. His eyes widen to what i said.

"What??? He must be insane, are you alright?" He asked worriedly. By the way it is my first time seeing him this longer. The only time that i can see him is when he picked up his order from his door. He wears sweats, hoodie and his slides all the time. I wonder what his job is or do he even have a job cause i really never saw him leave his apartment and the cost of this apartment per month is no joke. Well who am i to judge.

"Yes im okay now thank you.."

"No worries." He looked down scratched the back of his nape.

"Thank you again." I smiled and entered my apartment not waiting for him to answer. My bladder is killing me already.

After i went to my bathroom, I started cooking. Im not good at cooking so i try not to make my life more complicated than it already is so i just fried some chicken and vegetables. I placed my food on top of the study table and opened my laptop. I like watching sitcoms and reality shows while i eat, though that's the only thing that i watch cause im not a fan of watching drama series. As i eat i remember that my co-tenant asked me earlier about the charger. I hurriedly finish eating my food so i can hand it to him.

I changed my outside clothes to a loose shirt and pajama, and put my hair into a bun. I walked out my apartment carrying the charger with me, i have an extra so i dont mind if he forgot to return it. Actually i hope he won't forget. I stood in front of his door and knocked trice. I got no answer so i knocked again loud enough for our neighbors to hear. Seconds later and he finally opened the door.

"Hi umm?" I spoke.

"Im Jae, sorry i didn't hear you, i was playing"

"It's okay by the way here's the charger."

"Hmm? Oh- yeah.. yeah.. thanks???" He looked at me waiting for me to answer. He's now wearing some specs that i think made him look attractive. Damn i got a cute neighbor. Okay i'll shut up now.

"It's y/n"

"Thanks y/n i'll return it to you right away."

"Okay sure.." I looked behind him. His room apartment looks just like mine. Well of course we lived in the same building but the difference is that he have lots of electronics like those two monitors with mic and cam on top of his table. I looked back to him, i think he noticed how i scanned his room. Gosh.

"S-sorry.. um you're a streamer?" I asked. His eyes widen as if i just discovered something about him.

"W-well.. i think. yeah i do stream." He again scratched the back of his nape. I just nodded. I didn't ask further questions cause i don't want him to feel uncomfortable.

"Woah cool!" I haven't watch streams before but i know what they do i just don't know how it works. I really do think that people who play games are cool cause i can't stand playing one.

"Yeah yeah.."

I jolted when i heard a voice behind me. It was the delivery guy carrying plastic bags with food.

"So um so see you around" I gave him a little smile and then entered my room.

I washed the dishes that i left earlier. I reached out my phone that was laying on my table, i typed "Jay streamer" nothing shows up so i just stared at my phone then i have come into my senses and quickly turned off my phone. Why do i even bother knowing him. Gosh what's wrong with me.

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[nizynskis]

tagged by my beloved @cherubina i almost forgot to do this im SO SORRY...hi

1. Name/nickname: sophie thatse all. if you wait to give me a nickname you’re welcome to

2. Gender: lesbian

3. Zodiac: sagittarius

4. Height: 5’5

5. Time at this moment: 4:57 PM

6. Birthday: Dec 8

7. Favorite band: I reallyy don’t know..passion pit?

8. Favorite solo artist: Franco Battiato no question. im insane

9. Song in my head: I just watched that little song Meine Schwester liebt den Buster about Buster Keaton and it was very funny and cute. I’m sure you’ve heard it Liza but if you haven’t it would be something you’d love

10. Last movie: The Philadelphia Story (1940)

11. Last show: GoT. sorry.

12. When I created this blog: sometime in 2017 I must have been 12 years old we’ve been together a long time...

13. What I post: paintings and photos mostly..usually 10s and 20s. anything I think is funny. im anti-blog theme

14. Last thing I googled: jstor. I read all the jstor articles on nijinsky I had in my little google drive and I was looking for more so I could go harass my poor friend in college to give me access

15. Other blogs: zero

16. Do I get asks: no almost never I can’t think what someone would ask me I’m an open book

17. Following: do not remember. upwards of 3000.

18. Why I chose my url: told this story so many times I’m keeping my mouth pinned

19. Lucky number: 6

20. Followers: somewhere between 200-300 can’t remember

21. Average hours of sleep: so many

22. Instruments: I can play chopsticks on the piano that’s a big accomplishment for me

23. What I’m wearing: a blue tank top and blue/white stripey shorts I slept in I’m having a pajama sunday

24. Dream job: works at a publishing company preferably farrar straus & giroux my beloved. or works in the archives of a large library. both are equally good and unattainable dreams

25. Favorite food: chocolate donut theyre everything

26. Nationality: american

27. Favorite song: rn....Cuccurucucù by Franco Battiato

28. Last book: a murder mystery my dad picked up for me out of his neighbor’s dumpster. it’s called an instance of the fingerpost by iain pears

29. Three fictional universes to live in: Good God none of them. what universe would let me live peacefully the way this one does.

tagging @ascendandt @maxboucher @pompeiimp3 @peachtartss yeah ^_^