#seriously fuck that guy

[thatguywhomightbeagirl]

Do you think $10,000 USD is a lot? How long would it take you to spend that if you were using it liberally? Could you possibly spend it in one day? Perhaps. But could you spend $10,000 every day for the rest of your life without finding some way to effectively just burn it? I don’t think I could.

But if you could, if you were forced to spend $10k every day of your life from the day you were born until you were 100 you would be spending $365.25 million which is a lot of money but theoretically that is an extreme overestimate of how much money you would need in your lifetime to live very comfortably assuming you have to spend that much from birth to death at 100 (average of lifespan is early 80s).

I see no possible reason for any individual to ever need that much money and yet we have billionaires. Why? They truly cannot spend all their money in their lives and they are still accruing more (partially because of there massive income but also ironically once you get rich enough you have enough influence you can stop paying for a bunch of shit which is super backwards). To spend $1B at this rate of $10k a day would take 273 years, three lifetimes. Meaning down to their great grandkids are far more than set for life even if their family earns no more money whatsoever.

$365.25M is the absolute most any person could ever possibly use and yet people like elongated muskrat have HUNDREDS of times this amount. I know it really goes without saying but what the actual fuck is wrong with these people? Not just that musky cunt but he’s the easiest punching bag atm.

#capitalism #anti capitalist #politics #elon musk #fuck elon musk #txt #money #seriously fuck that guy #eat the rich

[hamletthedane]

My friend - a progressive Presbyterian minister - posted this on her Instagram story and I keep thinking about it and bursting out laughing

#like yeah that’s basically Paul’s letters in a nutshell #(for the record: fuck Paul. won’t get into it but fucking hate that guy. Fight me behind a Wendy’s dude.) #religion #christianity #technically a Christian-specific post but I like to think that dunking on Paul can be a unifying multifaith experience #pretty sure this is meant to be about him showing up in Damascus but I like to think it’s everything he ever wrote #dude co-opted an entire religion and became a cult leader for personal gain and then calls everybody who wouldn’t follow him ‘sinful’ #seriously fuck that guy #okay okay I said I wouldn’t get into it

[hitting-it-on-overdrive]

I pity anyone shipping Drakken and Shego and posting their thoughts about it on the KP subreddit. You want to express your love and fascination with the ship then boom some canon bootlicker will make passive-aggressive comments about why they shouldn't function well as a couple due to sticking what official events and the creator depicted and said respectively. There's this one guy who posted a next gen KP fan comic featuring a Drakgo son and the same guy assails him with nonsense, to the point I feel bad for the OP posting it.

#kim possible #kim possible reddit #ron stoppable #kim and ron #dr drakken #shego #drakken x shego #drakgo #seriously fuck that guy #hes the second pest that sours my time at the sub #the first being the weird crossover guy

[lexawins]

don’t forget to say allegedly, they can’t get you for libel or slander if you say allegedly :3

anyways y’all hear about that alleged lying fascist cunt medical examiner Ross Miller who allegedly totally lied about Nex Benedict’s cause of death and said it was suicide allegedly

#nex benedict #trans rights #allegedly #seriously fuck that guy #like actually fuck that guy

[popsartattic]

no, i still have not forgiven this jerk for highkey implying i was ugly to my face

this post made by darien gautier sucks gang

#seriously fuck that guy #popfly's art #comic #comic art #digital art #elder scrolls online #eso vestige #vestige vivienne rhett #tesblr #the elder scrolls #cadwell #darien gautier

[bugbonz]

sometimes i just get so mad about the fact that i have a crush on bradley james and his stupid tits

#bradley james #seriously fuck that guy #he makes me giggle #arthur pendragon #bug talk

[guineverist]

will not be watching a ballad of songbirds and snakes i'm sorry hunger games nation i cannot watch however many hours of snow he will always be the finnick murderer to me. even though i read the book and know he's not looked at favorably in it i still can't do it i can't look him in the eye

#the hunger games #finnick odair #president snow #seriously fuck that guy #miss finnick every day this movie is only making it worse

[loracarol]

On one hand, I understand the original characterization of Livewire as a shock jock and how that would provide a good foil to Lois and Clark's more grounded journalism but I've got to be honest as someone who's been keeping up with the Alex Jones trial via the Knowledge Fight podcast I'm so fucking grateful that they decided to avoid that. Personally. 🤣

#/ #// #/// #//// #///// #maws #my adventures with superman #livewire #seriously fuck that guy

[dotieeee]

OKAY so I am plauged by thots of this man, this fine,gorgeous, dangerous murderous specimen:

*insert 'if evil why hot' argument here

My only gripe is that I haven't watched the movie and I'm not much of a fan of the franchise but he makes a winning argument, like he is brimming with so much dark content potential

#blorbo rambles #blorbo thots #young coriolanus snow #seriously fuck that guy #fucking psycho from what I'm hearing #lucy gray baird deserved better I'm sorry lucy #very conflicting thots indeed

[probablynottheworsttranspoet]

when were you when kissinger dies?

i was sat at home drinking fireball when pjotr ring

‘henry is kill’

‘yes’

#rest in piss #henry kissinger #seriously fuck that guy

[coolcoelacanth]

shoutout to my ex, who broke my heart when i was 19 then continued to drag me thru the mud for two more years. i really put him on a pedestal, because he was someone who treated me better than others, which is not saying much considering my background. i watched my dad tolerate bullshit for years, then i did the exact same thing w my ex. i thought he was my person, i thought we had a special connection. and he took advantage of that. he took advantage of my kindness, my patience, my empathy, and my trauma. he made me feel like a loser, even though i am a beautiful, intelligent, hardworking woman getting her doctorate in one year. he made me feel ugly and small. he made me feel helpless and pathetic. all because he would come over and smother me in love, then turn around the next day and tell me i wasnt the one for him and that he didnt like me. he never complimented me, he made me feel like i was a loser bc i "didn't have any hobbies", he told me about all the girls he had had flings with during the gaps in our timeline then would accuse me of having hickies even tho i was technically single by his definition. when my pet died i had to beg him, sobbing on the phone, to come over and console me because he was busy going to his friends house he had known since they were 12. he got annoyed with me if i ever called him in a panic, he never reached for my hand in public, he only bought me flowers once after i had asked him to. he would fall asleep immediately and leave me crying next to him in bed, he would complain about being bored if i didn't plan an elaborate date for him every weekend while i was in graduate school, he never planned any dates. he would look at his phone while i was talking to him, and play video games while we were on the phone, and i would keep talking and pretend it didnt bother me that he wasn't listening to a word i said. the only time i felt like he was truly mine was when we were having sex and it made me more sexual than i am naturally bc it was the only time he ever made me feel loved and special. i never knew when he was going to tell me he never wanted to see me again, i would have several breakdowns a week but i would always blame it on myself, not because i was always waiting for the other shoe to drop. i think of all this things and it makes me feel sick to my stomach, because i truly trusted him. i thought if i was patient and loving enough, he would come back to the man he used to be. i really believed in his character, but he betrayed me over and over and emotionally abused me then used me for sex. i thought he was different from the other boys, but he was exactly the same. i dont have to restrain myself from reaching out to call him anymore, because even the thought of him brings an overwhelming sense of doom. then, after all that, not even two months after i finally said i had enough, he had found another girl. she was pretty too. after everything, everything, he still chooses to disrespect me over and over again. he chooses to shatter my heart on the ground and keep smashing it like its a game to him. i just want to say, FUCK you nic. NEVER will i EVER let ANYONE make me feel like that EVER again. he taught me the lesson of self love and respect, he taught me that love cannot fix everything, he taught me that you cannot force someone to respect you. i hope hes as miserable as he made me and i hope they both go to hell. i cannot believe i ever let someone make me feel so terribly about myself. i didnt even want to look in mirrors anymore. he tore me down to his level, he made me as insecure as he is inside. i hope you feel good about yourself, destroying someone who loved you and supported you so unconditionally. because i would have never done this to you, any of this. you are not as good of a person as you make yourself out to be, you're just like the rest of them and i hope you realize that everyday when you look at yourself in the mirror.

#personal #rant lmao #seriously FUCK that guy #im so glad i finally got out #he rlly had me in a fucking chokehold

[runningfrom2am]

the day i shut up about my failed situationship from 5 years ago is the day i’ve lost the plot. take me out behind the barn and put me out of my misery.

#this implies i’ve forgiven him and i would never knowingly let that happen #seriously fuck that guy #raye rambles ab shit

[virgilisspidey]

SGSGSFSFSFSFSF SO I'D SEEN I'D GOTTEN COMMENTS ON MY FIC AND I SAW YOURS AND FAM I CACKLED AT THE

"SHE MADE IT BETTER AND YOU'RE MAKING IT BAD AGAIN YOU LITTLE SHIT."

AND I'VE BEEN LOSING MY MIND EVER SINCE LMFAO YOUR COMMENT HAS OFFICIALLY BECOME ONE OF MY FAVORITES HANDS DOWN.

Petition to make Karai take back the Foot clan

PETITION FOR TIGERCLAW TO DROWN IN THE DOCKS

#tmnt 2012 #rottmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012 #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #SERIOUSLY FUCK THAT GUY #VRO I WANT HIM TO DROWN #LET MASTER SPLINTER HAVR HIS PEACE

[notsosecret-transgirl]

Well known genocide and war crime enjoyer Henry Kissinger died, rip in piss to that little bitch

#henry kissinger #seriously fuck that guy

[spaceoddball1969]

Falling for the Freak - Eddie Munson Fix-It Fic Chapter 14

Ok, I have to just say the comments left on the last chapter were so ridiculously sweet that I nearly cried reading them. I have spent my entire life writing and never really let anybody read what I have written so to get such kind and enthusiastic responses means so much to me. I really appreciate all of your answers to my question on the last chapter. I’m thinking what I’ll do is probably keep the serious smut to a minimum within this fic. I want to include it for those who are interested/enjoy reading it but I don’t want this to become only about the smutty chapters. I really like writing the plot and interactions between the characters, so the majority of this fic will focus on that, with a few little smutty moments sprinkled in for funsies. Anyway, that’s enough rambling. It’s time to get to the chapter!

CHAPTER SUMMARY: The reader frets over Eddie’s whereabouts as more is revealed about what happened in the Munson’s trailer the previous night. 

WARNINGS/DISCLAIMERS: Angst, fluff, mentions of crime scenes/dead bodies. Also, there will be mentions of Anton Levay, the founder of the Church of Satan and Richard Ramirez (The Night Stalker) in relation to the Satanic Panic of the 80′s and 90′s. I want to put this disclaimer in here just to say that in no way do I believe that the Church of Satan takes part in human/animal sacrifice or devil worshipping. I actually low-key really agree with their beliefs even though Anton Levay was pretty skeezy. In case you don’t know, Richard Ramirez became known as the Night Stalker after breaking into several homes and attacking people as they slept over 1984-1985 in California. He was eventually convicted of 13 counts of murder, 5 counts of attempted murder, 11 sexual assaults, and 14 burglaries. In short, he’s a wet gym sock of a human being. I just wanted to put some background info in here so y’all know what I’m talking about when I reference certain things.

Chapter 14

The longer I watched the news that morning, I harder I had to fight to keep the tears from flowing out of my eyes. A Hawkins High School student had been found dead in one of the trailers in Forrest Hill trailer park. The tv camera zoomed in on the trailer in question as the reported filled in the few details the police could release about the case. As the camera moved closer in towards the trailer I couldn’t deny that I knew exactly which trailer that was. 

“It’s his,” I whispered to Dustin, who sat next to me on the couch. 

“You don’t know that,” Dustin said.

“Yes I do,” I said. “I’ve been to that trailer more times than I can count. It’s his,”

“That doesn’t mean he’s dead,” Dustin said.

“But if another person was found dead in his trailer than what does that mean?” I asked. “Why haven’t they said anything about him?”

“I don’t know,” Dustin said.

Suddenly there was a loud knock at the door and both of us jumped. Dustin got up and opened the front door. Max Mayfield stood on the front porch looking worried and serious.

“We need to talk,” she said, pushing her way through the doorway. 

Dustin nodded and the two of them disappeared down the hallway and went into Dustin’s room. The news covered the supposed murder for another half an hour. Dustin and Max still hadn’t come out of his bedroom. I couldn’t take it anymore and decided to call Eddie. The phone rang several times and then finally his uncle picked up. 

“Mr. Munson,” I said.

“Y/N,” Wayne said. “I figured you’d call at some point,”

“I’m so sorry to be bothering you,” I said. “But is Eddie there?”

I heard Wayne sigh over the phone. “I was really hoping he’d be with you,”

“The body was in your trailer,” I said, it wasn’t really a question.

“I found her this morning,” Wayne said. “I don’t know her name. She’s one of the cheerleaders,”

I felt the air rush out of my lungs as he said this. It seemed like my whole world had stopped moving. It was Chrissy. The dead student was Chrissy. I couldn’t think of anything to say to Wayne, but he spoke for me.

“He didn’t do this,” he said. “Eddie, I mean,”

I took a deep breath. “I know,” I said.

“He couldn’t hurt a fly if he tried,” Wayne said.

“I know,” I said.

“You know what they’re going to do to him though don’t you?” Wayne asked.

“What do you mean?” I asked, suddenly confused.

“They’re gonna make it out like this was some kind of devil worship because he’s got long hair and tattoos and listens to that metal music.” Wayne said. “Satanic Panic. Ever since that Lavay fella painted his house black up in San Francisco and that Night Stalker yelled ‘hail Satan’ it’s all the news can talk about. The devil’s coming to get ya. And now they’re gonna use it to make Eddie out to be a murderer,”

“I won’t let that happen,” I said.

“Neither will I,” Wayne said. There was a pause between us. “You ever need anything give me a call,”

“I will,” I said. “Thank you,”

“Of course,” Wayne said. “I’ll talk to you later,”

“Goodbye,” I said.

I hung up the phone just as Dustin and Max stepped out of the bedroom. They looked worried but also excited. Dustin shouted something to his mom and then left the house with Max.

---

I had to work that morning. I felt numb as I tugged on my green Family Video vest. When I walked into the store, I found Steve and Robin mid-conversation. They immediately stopped talking when I walked in and concern washed over their faces. 

“How are you?” Robin asked as I walked behind the counter. “We just saw the news,”

“As good as you could expect, “ I said. “But I’m here, aren’t I?”

“You don’t have ot be,” Steve said. “We totally could handle it,”

“I don’t think I can bare to sit at my house all day. I need the distraction,” I said.

Robin pulled me into a tight hug and then I felt Steve give me a pat on the back. 

The morning was quiet. Nobody was going to come in and rent a movie after a body was discovered in Hawkins. It was like the town just couldn’t catch a break. So many awful things had happened in the last few years. There was talk that a curse had been placed over Hawkins. I didn’t quite believe in curses but there was definitely something wrong here.

As morning turned to afternoon, Dustin and Max came rushing into the store. Dustin didn’t hesitate - he approached Steve at the counter and immediately started questioning him on how many phones we had in the store. When Steve and Robin confirmed we had three phones, Dustin threw his bag over the counter and quickly cleared it. 

“What are you doing?” Steve cried as Dustin rushed to the computer.

“We’re setting up base of operations,” Dustin said.

“For what?” I asked.

“We’re looking for Eddie’s friend’s phone numbers,” Dustin said. He turned to Max and asked. “Would you please fill them in already?”

“Why are you two looking for Eddie?” I asked.

Dustin and Max suddenly both looked at me and then glanced at each other. 

“And what is there to be filled in on?” I asked. Everyone was staring at me now, even Robin and Steve. “What the hell guys? What aren’t you telling me?”

“Oh boy,” Dustin said. “This gonna take more time than I thought,”

---

The four of them then spent the next hour or so filling me in on what has really been going on in Hawkins for the last three years. They explained that Mike’s girlfriend in California was actually a scientific experiment, worked on in Hawkins lab. They told me how Will didn’t really get lost in the woods, but instead was taken to an alternate universe by a monster they referred to as the demogorgon. Nancy’s friend Barb Holland was also taken that same year but she never made it out. They explained that the fire at the Starcourt wasn’t a fire at all. Police Chief Jim Hopper and Max’s older brother Billy were both victims of yet another attempt at a gate to the alternate universe they called the Upside Down being opened. In order to remain anonymous and out of danger, the Byers had moved to California with Jane, who they actually called Eleven or El. And they now thought that Chrissy Cunningham was the latest victim of the monsters of the Upside Down. How we could use that to prove Eddie’s innocence, I had no clue, but at least I knew for certain he had nothing to do with Chrissy’s death.

We spent the rest of the afternoon calling all of Eddie’s friends. Eventually, Max came up with a lead. She told us we needed to look for a Reefer Rick, who was Eddie’s supplier.

“Oh my God,” I said, smacking my forehead. “How could I not have thought of him.”

“You know him?” Dustin asked.

“No, but Eddie’s mentioned going there a few times,” I said. 

“Do you know where he lives?” Steve asked.

“No,” I said. “Nobody really does, except Eddie. Sometimes he would crash there before we started going out,”

Robin then got the brilliant idea to search the name Rick in the store computer. We scanned through histories of movie rentals of a few Ricks before finding the history that most obviously was that of a stoner. Robin looked at the account and found the address. We were out of that store faster than lightning strikes in a thunderstorm.

---

It was dark by the time we got to Reefer Rick’s. It was an old looking house out by Lover’s Lake. We stood on the porch knocking and calling out to Eddie. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as we waited for someone, anyone, to answer the door. Then Robin noticed a boathouse closer to the water. We moved as a crowd to the smaller shack and slowly poked our heads in. 

Flashlight beams were the only thing that lit the dark room. On the walls were various fishing supplies. In the middle of the room, the floor opened up to the water below it. The light of our flashlights reflected off it and threw curly lines around the walls. While Steve started poking around with an oar, Robin, Max, and I investigated the rest of the room. We found a pile of wrappers from candy and chips. There was a cigarette butt on the floor.

“Somebody was here,” Max said.

“Eddie was here,” I said.

Then from behind us suddenly, I heard the tarp over the boat being rustled. There was a crash and then Eddie was before us, pushing Steve against the wall with what looked like a broken bottle held to his throat.

“EDDIE!” We all cried. 

Dustin tried his best to deescalate Eddie, but he wasn’t having much luck. I stepped closer to my boyfriend. “Eddie,” I said, softly. “Eddie, it’s me. Put the bottle down. We’re here to help you. We know you’re innocent.” I paused. “I know you’re innocent. Baby, tell me what happened.”

Eddie looked at me through the corner of his eye. I saw his grip on the bottle loosen. I stepped closer to him and reached my hand out slowly. “Eddie, put it down. I want to help you, but you have to put that down. Eddie, tell me about Chrissy,”

I touched my hand gently to his arm. He flinched at the contact like a wild animal. He held the bottle to Steve’s throat for a second more and then dropped it suddenly. Before I could think, Eddie’s arms were around me and he was pulling me against him tightly. The air was knocked from my lungs as Eddie lifted me up to my tip toes. I wrapped my arms around him in return and stroked at his hair.

“I’m sorry,” Eddie said, and I could hear the sob fighting it’s way out of his throat. “I’m so so sorry,”

“It’s ok,” I said, “Shhh, it’s ok. I’m here now. It’s going to be ok,”

“I was so scared,” he whispered.

“I know,” I said. “But we’re going to protect you. I will protect you,”

“Not to break up the reunion,” Dustin said. “But Eddie, we’ve gotta talk,”

Eddie and I broke apart, but Eddie held my hand tightly in his. “You think I killed Chrissy Cunningham?”

“No, actually,” Dustin said. 

“But we might know who did,” Max said.

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[cormancatacombs]

No I’m not at all salty about the kind of guy who claims to ‘not be into politics’ but then gets awfully defensive when you criticize (or in their words, ‘try to cancel’) their favs for their conservative &/or transphobic bullshit

#seriously fuck that guy #meme #anime #harem anime #vent post #fuck elon musk #fuck dave chapelle #fuck joe rogan #fuck jordan peterson #fuck transphobes #fuck conservatives #fuck anti vaxxers #fuck terfs #stop simping #ive had enough of this dude #manga #tw transphobes #tw conservatives #daddy #daddies