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kelcair · 9 months
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a certain duo
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callaitomaswapito · 9 months
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Tag Game!
Me saco de la manga un taggame sobre series en este caso.
Vamos a ver qué 5 series no has visto pero te las han recomendado tanto y has leído tantas cosas buenas que están en tu lista.
Empiezo yo:
Los Soprano. Pese a que me comí el “no espoiler” de que el final es regu, solo he escuchado cosas buenas.
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Succession. La serie del momento junto a The Last of Us. Buenas opiniones de gente confiable.
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A dos metros bajo tierra. Mi chica me la ha recomendado encarecidamente varias veces. Habrá que verla en algún momento.
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Peaky Blinders. La estética, la ambientación y Cillian Murphy son las tres cosas que me llaman la atención.
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Mad men. Vi algunos capítulos de la primera pero no me acabo de enganchar. A partir de ahí mucha gente me la ha recomendado. Conozco el final del protagonista que es un poco wtf, aún así, le daria otra oportunidad.
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Etiqueto por si lo queréis hacer a @yannakissecae @peternautico @misspecas @miisd @antowilly @sebbgod @amarantoo @angienott @laranasamuray @bollitodecanela @elgatorojodekazakhstan @porlapaty y a quien vosotros queráis. Besos!
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trustlife2day · 6 months
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I know I’m about 18 years late, but I just finished 6 Feet Under for the first time and I honestly don’t think the ending of any tv show has devistated me like this before 😭😭😭
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Seriously… I was not ready for the final 20 minutes.
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callmebrycelee · 8 months
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HAPPY 58TH BIRTHDAY, PETER KRAUSE!!!
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The songs I Like - Six Feet Under “What would you do?” (1969)
6 Feet Under were a psychedelic outfit from New Jersey based around heavy organs, female vocals, and distorted guitar. Major influences on the sound of 6 Feet Under included The Doors, Jefferson Airplane, and Iron Butterfly. (source : https://psychedelicized.com)
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a92vm · 2 years
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The theme was clearly queen in black dresses for the Bones and All premiere in Venice
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It's been almost a month now since I left my abusive ex. He still is contacting me and also stalking me while at work. He somehow knew what area I was in. As he knocked at every hotel room in the radius.. He believed we were in a room two doors down and busted the huge glass window out. I tried keeping My dog, peanut silent but he had to say HI and gave us away. At the door, he paced back and forth for what seemed like ever. Noone came for help or called for help. Now though I see that Motel 6 is what you can call a dead zone. Every day all day and through the night echoes of screams and cries. The girl next to me I feel is involved in it. Peanut is probably what has kept my son and I safe. The few times I have found myself without him. Certain parties have approached me. Right now I think they are just trying to get a feel. Dipping their toes before diving type of ordeal.
I am Selling some spray paint art pieces to try and gather up enough to get out. Any donations would be greatly appreciated. I wish I had more time to go in-depth with my life and be more consistent in staying updated on here. As a single mom, working, and being on the road with no stability makes doing what I am passionate for almost impossible. And now I am about to walk into a courtroom. Another trial in life that is all new to me. Things can only get better or 6 feet under.
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"I can only say there are things that stand In the way of other things and the ocean murders all of them." -Melissa Broder
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I wish 3 of my favorite names didn’t also happen to be the names of like 3/8 of the main characters in my fav show…don’t wanna look like someone who names children after tv characters :/
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darkskiesahead-77 · 1 year
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tfc2211 · 1 year
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Six Feet Under: In Retrospect 1969-’70
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linn-vicious · 2 years
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Don't die
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6 Feet Under
Previous Chapter | Master List
Notes: Hello there! Here’s the next chapter! I may have slightly forgotten I was supposed to post today but here we are and I hope you enjoy it! As always your comments and opinions make me so happy, so please share them! The links to the previous chapter and the master list (also pinned to the top of my blog) are above in case you missed them <3.
Warnings: violence, child abuse, person degradation, swearing
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Ground Keepers had to be inside when night falls. Ground Keepers must not leave their homes when the fire lamps are at their brightest. Ground Keepers are not allowed out their homes or places of habitation when the sky is dark.
These were the Rules.
And the Rules had to be followed.
They had to be followed or the Ground Keeper breaking these Rules would be punished. They would be punished and they would never be seen again.
It was best this way.
This is how it had always been.
This is how it was.
It was best this way.
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The screams of the young greeted Rina and Jaic when they stepped through the door of the Home. The screams were loud and it almost sounded as if the young were being hurt. But Rina and Jaic knew better, they were playing Enforcers. Every young played Enforcers, it taught them to be quick on their feet, to slip away easily, to blend in with crowds, how to be observant.
Rina and Jaic made eye contact and smiled at each other. “Enforcers,” they said at the same time before signing back into the Home and heading towards the living area.
A small young with four arms was patrolling around the living area with a wooden baton in one hand, her eyes flickering every which way in search of her target. The living area was almost full with young and teen, making it harder for her to find whoever she was looking for. A Supervisor was nearby with a bag of wooden batons clutched in a metallic claw watching the young and teen.
“Hey, Nini,” Jaic greeted, rubbing her head with his hand and messing up her short green hair, “who’re you looking for?”
Nini forcefully pushed Jaic’s hand off her head. “Kain,” She said quickly and quietly. She hadn’t stopped looking around the room, her eyes lingering on each group of young or teen for a while before moving onto the next one.
Rina’s brows creased together. She was fairly certain that Kain was the young who often cheated at Enforcers, getting some of the teens to help them hide in places where the young can’t reach. Having the teens help was counted as cheating as in the real world, you were almost always alone. But having teens help showed that you had initiative and were good at talking people into doing things that they might not otherwise do.
Rina crouched down next to Nini. “Hey, Nini,” she whispered, causing her to have all of Nini’s attention. Rina beckoned her closer and Nini shuffled over until Rina could whisper at a volume where only her and Nini could hear what was being said. “When me and Jaic played Enforcers, Jaic always used to have teens help him or he used to use his claws to get somewhere I couldn’t reach.”
Nini frowned at her. “How did you find him?”
Rina smirked and clasped her hands together. “Well, first I would interrogate anyone in the room to see if they had seen him anywhere.”
Nini nodded with her eyes wide.
“Then, if no one cooperated with me, I would ‘accidentally’ hit them with my baton,” Rina nodded at the wooden baton in Nini’s hand.
Nini’s eyes went even wider as she glanced down at the baton in her hand. “But...but Rina, violence isn’t allowed!”
Rina smiled at her. “Well, it was always an accident, I promise you that.”
Nini nodded but her brows remained creased.
“It was normally at this point that I had at least someone helping me,” Rina continued, “sometimes it was even the person who helped Jaic hide.”
Nini gasped, one of her hands going to her mouth. Her wide eyes were full of glee.
“And then, eventually, I would find Jaic in one of the vents or in the washing room,” Rina finished.
“Those hiding places are against the rules, though! That’s unfair!” Nini exclaimed.
Rina nodded with a jokingly solemn look on her face. “I know, Nini, I know. But sometimes life isn’t fair and sometimes you need to break the rules a little bit so you can win.”
Nini nodded violently and started to run off to try and do what Rina had told her. “Thanks, Rina! I’ll let you know if I find him!”
Rina stood up, her knees clicking as she did, and turned to face Jaic. He raised an eyebrow at her with a smirk on his lips.
“You told her about us playing Enforcer, huh?” He said as he started to walk further into the Home towards where the kitchen was. “Did you also tell her that you never played Enforcer?”
Rina scoffed and punched him playfully in the arm. “Shut up. Just because I never played Enforcer, doesn’t mean that I don’t know how to play it.”
Jaic shook his head and didn’t say anything.
Rina pressed her lips together and exhaled sharply through her nose. She approached one of the cupboards, typed in the code, opened it and pulled out a box of grain rations before sticking her hand into the box and pulling out a handful of the grains and shoving it in her mouth. She reached back into the cupboard and grabbed a few ration bars to give to some of the other children at the Home later on if they were still hungry after evening meal.
The robotic sound of a Supervisor approaching wasn’t really a surprise. They weren’t meant to be eating anything from the cupboards when it wasn’t an allocated meal time.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” The grinding robotic voice of the Supervisor said as it came to a stop in the doorway. “You have been found guilty of breaking rule 342 of the Home, how do you plead?”
Rina squeezed her eyes shut for a moment before opening them again and shooting the Supervisor a look. “Seriously? You caught me in the act and you’re asking if I’m guilty?”
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” the Supervisor repeated, “how do you plead?”
Rina shot Jaic a look. He was struggling not to laugh so he wasn’t going to be much help. Rina hated him sometimes.
She shrugged and looked back at the Supervisor. “I don’t know. I think I might be not guilty.” Rina looked at the box of grain rations that was still in her hand and shook it a little. She looked back up at the Supervisor, straight into the red light of its eye. “But, I’m not fully sure.”
By now, a few of the young and teens had poked their heads around the corner of the doorway and were watching the interaction with wide eyes. Only a few people had the guts to go up against the Supervisors.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” the Supervisor repeated again, “how do you plead?”
Rina scoffed and smirked at the Supervisor. However, the smirk was knocked off of her face when another Supervisor rolled around the corner and the first one took out the baton that was hidden in its arm.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” The second Supervisor said as it came to a stop next to the first one, “You have been found guilty of rule 342 and rule 45 of the Home, how do you plead?”
Rina pressed her lips together and put the box of grain rations back in the cupboard. She glanced over at Jaic, her eyes flickering over to where the young and teen were. She hoped he understood that she wanted him to get them out of there.
Jaic subtly nodded and left the room, herding the young and teen away.
Rina looked back at the Supervisors and raised her hands over her head. “I plead not guilty.”
The red light of the eyes of the Supervisors blinked out for a moment as they processed her statement. After a moment or two their lights flickered back on.
“Your plead is incorrect,” the first Supervisor declared.
“You have been found guilty,” the second said.
Both Supervisors now had their batons in their hands.
“Prepare for punishment,” they said at the same time and they both raised their batons. “We hope you learn from your mistakes.”
The batons came down.
Rina hit the floor.
A tapping noise slowing brought Rina back out of unconsciousness. She opened her eyes and instantly regretted it when the bright light of the room almost blinded her.
“Oh, thank Mattias, you’re alive,” Jaic’s voice came from somewhere in front of her, “everyone was really worried about you.”
Rina laughed but the laugh became a hacking cough as she slowly sat up. She tried to open her eyes again, but the light was still too bright.
“Don’t get up, Ri,” Jaic said, Rina heard him shuffle closer to her, “you’ll just hurt yourself more.”
“J,” Rina croaked out. Her throat was so dry. She coughed again, feeling a bit better afterwards but still not completely fine. “J, can you...can you turn the light down a bit?”
Jaic didn’t reply for a moment. The light remained at the same brightness.
“J?” Rina frowned. She tried opening her eyes again. They managed to stay open longer than before, allowing her a little bit of time to get used to the light before they were forced shut again by the brightness. “Jaic? Did you hear... Did you hear me? Are you still there?”
She heard someone shift in front of her.
“Yeah, Ri, I’m still here,” Jaic said quietly.
Rina’s brows furrowed. “Can you turn the lights down? Please?”
Jaic was silent again for a moment. “Sorry, Ri, I... I can’t. The Supervisors, they... they...”
Rina’s worry was now replaced by frustration. “They what, Jaic? What did they do?”
There was silence.
Rina tried to open her eyes again. This time she was successful. But what she saw wasn’t really what she wanted to see.
In front of her was a large pane of glass. She could just about see her reflection in it and she could honestly say that she looked like complete shit. Her purple hair was crusted with dried blood and the gash on the side of her head was still slowly bleeding, her red blood contrasting with her blue skin. Purple and black bruises were scattered around her face.
“Ah, fuck,” Rina whispered before carefully standing up.... and immediately falling back down to the ground after taking a step. She looked back up at the glass and saw Jaic crouched on the other side, his eyes filled with concern.
“Ri, the Supervisors grounded you,” Jaic said in a near-whisper. He moved closer to the glass separating them. “They said that you’ll be in there for at least a week.”
Rina shuffled closer to the glass, wincing as she felt the cuts from both the Reaper goons and the Supervisors reopen and start to weep a little. She continued to get closer, nonetheless.
“Well, at least no other gangs can get me from in here,” Rina tried to joke, but it fell flat and she fell into another coughing fit.
Jaic frowned disapprovingly. “Ri, you shouldn’t be moving, you shouldn’t even be talking.” He put a hand on the glass and remained silent for a moment. He opened and closed his mouth, trying to find the right words to say.
Rina put her hand opposite of where his was on the glass. “I’ll be fine, J, trust me. I’ll be fine. I’ve had worse.”
Jaic locked eyes with Rina. “Just because you’ve had worse, doesn’t mean that you should be going through this.”
“I know, J,” Rina sighed, her hand dropping down to her lap. She reorganised the way she was sitting, so that she back was leaning against the glass. “The Supervisors are dickheads and the sooner we get out of here, the better.”
Jaic nodded, his yellow eyes not removing themselves from where he was staring at the floor. “I should go,” He said quietly, “it would be really shitty if the Supervisors found me here and grounded me too.”
Rina nodded. “Yeah, you need to keep an eye on the young and teen, make sure they don’t get into any trouble.”
Jaic gave her a small smile before standing up and walking away, leaving Rina alone in the glass cage in the too-bright room.
Night had fallen by the time a Supervisor came to the glass cage with rations for Rina. At least, Rina thought it was night. The general every day noise that she could almost clearly hear through one of the nearby walls had died down quite a bit and the light from the fire lamps out in the hall that Rina could just about see under the gap in the door had dimmed.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” the Supervisor said as it came into the room, “you have completed 4 hours of your 168-hour grounding sentence. You have a total of 164 hours left.”
“Great, thanks,” Rina muttered as she lay on the cold metal ground in the middle of the glass-walled cage.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” the Supervisor continued, “please stand and move to the back of the room with your hands on the wall.”
Rina groaned as she stood up, wishing that she didn’t have to. But she knew that if she didn’t, her punishment would be worse, the Supervisors might hand her into the Enforcers, they might hurt Jaic, they might punish the young and teen.
It came into the cage, the door sliding open with a groan before sliding shut again with a squeak.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’, your rations are on the tray,” the Supervisor informed her as it put the tray down on the ground. “You have 5 minutes. If you refuse to eat, your sentence will be longer.”
The Supervisor moved out of the cage, the door groaning and squeaking.
Rina turned around and walked over to where the tray was sat. She was debating whether or not she should eat the health tute and jaxton meat rations that were on the tray, but the noise coming from her stomach told her that she’d probably better eat it.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’, you have a total of 4 minutes and 30 seconds left to finish your meal.”
Rina shoved the meat and tute rations down her neck before drinking the entire glass of processed water.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’, you have finished your meal with a time of 1 minute and 23.5 seconds remaining.” The Supervisor approached the door. “Please stand and move to the back of the room with your hands on the wall.”
Rina moved back with a scowl on her face. She hated this. She hated all of this: the Supervisors, the punishments, the Rules, the level systems, the pollution, the factories. She hated it all.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” the Supervisor said as it moved away from the slowly closing door, “your evening meal has been completed.”
And with that the Supervisor left Rina alone in the too-bright room.
The cycle of a Supervisor coming in once an evening to give Rina her rations continued for the entire week. It would come in, tell her to move to the back of the room, put her tray of rations on the floor, leave the room, give her 5 minutes to eat and then take the tray away and leave her alone.
Other than the interactions with the Supervisors that gave her the rations, Rina was completely alone and left in complete silence.
And she hated every second of it.
She tried not to think too hard about anything. Thinking too hard would eventually lead to thinking about life before the Home. And thinking about life before the Home eventually led to her parents. And thinking about her parents eventually led to....
Rina screamed and punched one of the glass walls. It didn’t do anything really, other than make her hand hurt. But it did make her stop thinking about...that.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” the Supervisor said as it came into the room, “you have completed 144 hours of your 168-hour grounding sentence. You have a total of 24 hours left.”
The red-light eye on the Supervisor surveyed the room slowly, stopping on where Rina was stood with her bleeding fist and the blood mark on the wall.
“Shit,” Rina muttered, wiping her fist on her trousers and leaving a smudge on them that probably wouldn’t come out. She turned to the wall and started wiping the blood mark with her sleeve.
“Boneburn Citizen 37929345899825, designation ‘Rina’,” the Supervisor said, it’s head tilting to the side as if it were real. “Are you injured?”
Rina shook her head. “No, Supervisor, I’m fine.” She looked down at her fist and then back up at the Supervisor. “It’s an old injury and should stop bleeding soon.”
It wasn’t technically a lie. It was technically an old injury. From before she was grounded. Which was almost a week ago. That counts as old, right?
The Supervisor nodded its head before leaving the room.
24 hours left. Rina just had to survive the next 24 hours. She could do that.
She hoped.
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happygirl-0408 · 2 months
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This always made me sad but now it's almost a year since mom and dad died...this hits different and harder than it did when I was younger and first saw it. It's true...so true.
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idknikkip · 3 months
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seeing the way Brenda’s brother looked at Claire and then immediately handed her that beer.
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I love Brenda but tbh can not support this woman’s wrongs. Some of y’all (Brenda) are just stupid & are Certified: Not a Girls Girl for not driving Claire home.
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The Grave
Does anyone know where I am buried?
I would like to go and check it out sometime.
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