#but I know it’s a massive problem everywhere rn

[jettison-my-gift]

I’m just so tired of our government’s visceral hatred of trans people. I’m tired of having to justify my right to exist, to be allowed to be seen and respected. I’m tired of people who know nothing about what it’s like to be trans making our lives harder cos they just don’t like the idea of us. I’m tired of waking up every morning and reading about a new way the government wants to make us suffer. I’m tired of being thrown under buses and pointed at, whilst they pile refugees into floating prisons and claim that being gay in a country where you could be killed for it isn’t reason enough to want to leave that country. But no it’s trans people who are the threat. I don’t want to fight this fight anymore. I’m just so tired. I just want to exist. Quietly.

#we have to fight for our rights but I’m too exhausted #why do they hate us so much. we’re just folks wanting to live our lives #this hospital thing has pissed me off so much #you know there’s no evidence of any cis woman ever ever complaining about being on the same ward as a trans woman #it just doesn’t happen #but now the government has decided to make life even harder for trans women because??? they want to ‘’protect cis women’’ FROM WHAT?? #there’s no space in the ward anyway #no one is complaining about who they have to sure a hospital with cos they can’t even get into the hospital in the first place #this is about #uk politics #but I know it’s a massive problem everywhere rn #the whole world just seems to hate us rn #and I’m just. so tired #sorry rant over #tw transphobia

[nerdylilpeebee]

Like I hope you realize that this make it seem like your understanding of racism (and to some extent misogyny) goes no further than mean comments and you dont really comprehend the fact that its a massive worldwide systemic problem thats build into the very foundation of every single country. Like i trust that you are an open minded person and i trust that you can grow, but RN i feel like you have a fundamental misunderstanding of how racism functions. Do not take this as anon hate, i really want you to grow and change as a person. But at the same time, what you believe is kinda shitty.

Really? So, you wanna tell me that while you understand racism exists everywhere, you cannot be racist to one specific race that is not the majority everywhere and in fact has faced quite a bit of oppression by the majority of the country's they live in?

Even by your shitty definition of what racism is that magically excludes white people it is fully fucking possible for white people to face it. Unless you wanna argue genocides in southern Africa and not having the same rights as the majority in most other non-white countries and even being targeted for human trafficking when travelling to said countries doesn't count as oppression.

Cuz ya know, since you've just assumed because I don't agree with you I must not understand racism, I must be wrong here? That racism isn't facing genocides because of your race, or having less rights because of your race, or being targeted for human trafficking because of your race. All that no doubt counts when poc are the victims, but white people? Somehow I get the feeling you'll have some reason it doesn't count despite trying to act so much more enlightened about worldwide racism than me.

#tvp discourse #long post

[microsuedemouse]

oh god what’s happening in canada?

short answer: nationwide outages affecting internet & phone services, which started… about 16 hours ago now, as I’m writing this?

somewhat longer answer, with the disclaimer that I Am Not A News Source: Canada has three telecommunication companies - Rogers, Telus, and Bell. (this is a Whole Issue in itself, and one I am not qualified to explain.) all other phone/internet service providers are technically using the infrastructure of one of those companies. so like, my cell carrier is a company called Koodo, but Koodo uses Telus’s towers (etc.) for everything it does.

starting just before 5 am EST today, Rogers internet and phone services just Went Down. nationwide. coast to coast. as a result of this, Interac is largely down (that’s our interbank service - so no one can use their debit or credit cards anywhere, nor can they e-transfer money), most of our major banks are borked one way or another, 911 and emergency services are crippled in places and overloaded with panicked callers even where they’re working fine, public transit fare systems are reportedly affected??, public government services are a mess, basically everyone is lost. a massive The Weeknd concert in Toronto got cancelled lol? here’s an article from the globe and mail about where the impacts are being felt. basically imagine if roughly a third of your country just. lost all mobile and internet communication. yikes. (I haven’t looked up numbers btw, I don’t know how close it is to A Third, I’m just ballparking it bc Three Companies)

part of what’s crazy about this is that Rogers has yet to release any information about what caused this. they also can’t tell us when anything will be fixed. even the folks who still have internet and/or phone service are affected, especially by the debit/credit issue. like… especially after the last few years we’ve had, with everyone avoiding cash as much as possible, nobody’s prepared for a day of cash-only service essentially everywhere.

here’s the CBC article I’ve had an eye on with regular essential updates

as a somewhat more personal thought to add here - part of the problem with having only three telecommunication services in the entire country is that there’s essentially no competition, meaning their prices can be ridiculous. one place we feel that a lot is mobile data. so even though I’m lucky enough to still have cell/data service, I haven’t been using it most of the day. over the years my dad and I have used a series of special offers to get my plan up to 2 gigs a month at a fairly reasonable price, but I personally know plenty of folks with less! and I habitually try not to use much of it, in case I have a situation where I really need it. I could prob fuck around online more rn than I have been, but I wouldn’t want to watch videos or stream music or download anything. ESPECIALLY without knowing when the wifi will be back.

anyway. this is absurd and we’re all suffering. please cross your fingers for us lol

#stab stab kill kill @ the evil telecommunication monopoly #my siblings don’t even have SIM cards/actual phone plans so they’ve had no internet access at all lol #Canada #rogers outage

[hood-ex]

ooo ive got some tea for you. im living with three other roommates rn and one of them is this guy who is a nice person but a HORRIBLE roommate. anyway we've been having a pest problem for a while now and i called in some pest control to take a look at it and the guy said we have german cockroaches which are apparently CANNIBALS and regular traps don't work on them which is the WORST. but anyway.

i told my roommates this and the guy who is nice but a bad roommate was like "oh yeah i hate the roaches. im pretty sure they're from roommate X and her boyfriend since they make bread and cook all the time" and i was like well they haven't in a few weeks? you're the only one that's been using the kitchen and making an absolute MESS of it?

the reason this guy is a bad roommate is because he's an absolute slob. he leaves wet clothes in the laundry machine for HOURS while he's at work, makes a mess of the stove (read: BURNS his food on the coils and doesn't clean it up), leaves dirty dishes with food on them for DAYS at a time (record so far is 2 weeks), and will blast music, vacuum, scream, yell, you name it!! at all hours of the night with zero regard for how thin the walls are- and im right next to him </3

anyway, i told roommate X what he said and she was like uh huh yeah its allll my fault, def not the guy leaving his shit out everywhere and refusing to take out the trash

another roommate, roommate Y, lived with the guy for a year before X and i moved in, and she gave us the wholeee run down of what its like living with him. he's a big dude and easily is stronger than all of us girls, so confronting him about his shit is hard (he's punched a wall before- MASSIVE baby behavior imo) and he gaslights the hell out of anyone who tries to hold him accountable for his mess. like literally today when i was telling him about the pest people, and i said we need to be extra clean in the coming days, he was like "oh yeah totally, i always try to wash my dishes, and... you know what, i think i took out the trash too" and he peeks around the corner to see the old trash bag taken out and a new one in and nods to himself all like "yeah i did take it out" WHEN IM THE ONE WHO DID AND TOLD HIM SO BUT HE IGNORED ME

anyway. thats my tea <3 roommate drama sucks, everything is fine so nothing to stress about, but i thought the drama might be something fun for you to giggle about <333 peace and love emily!!

I'm sorry did you say CANNIBAL cockroaches?? 😭

That roommate sounds like the worst. I cannot stand people who are that inconsiderate. And not only inconsiderate but just obnoxiously loud with no regard for anyone else. Like the type of people who will slam their doors closed at night when everyone is sleeping and are somehow oblivious as to how that could disturb other people. Ugh!!

And that's so frustrating that y'all can't even confront him about it out of fear that he might hurt you! That man needs to learn how to take accountability and grow the hell up.

"Yeah, I did take it out." Like sir!! You best get out of my sight rn!!

Bad roommates suck! I hope he skedaddles and leaves y'all to your peace 😩.

#love that tea bc i love raging about inconsiderate people lmao that's literally one of my biggest pet peeves #even on my dating profiles (at least when i have one) i'm basically like ''my biggest ick is when people are inconsiderate'' #i don't have time/patience for that. just think about other people my goddd #we live in a society lmaooo #replies

[ohgodsalazarwhy]

So yesterday was... A Day.  I talked about it on twitter but not here.  I woke up at 5AM on Friday and as I was getting out of bed Natasha was there to greet me.  She rubbed up under my feet, being sweet.

Then we walked down the hallway together.  At 5am it’s still a bit dark in the house, and Natasha starts to hiss at me.  Not uncommon to be hissed at by her, so I ignore it.  Then at the end of the hallway, she’s a bit ahead of me, she turns and yowls.  I freeze.  That’s a danger sound.  I don’t know why she’s turning on me but I try to slowly back away towards the bedroom.  She’s had these weird moods in the past, but never attacked me... though I’ve been afraid of it.

This time I take one shuffle back and she lunges at me in a blind fury.  It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen before, she’s screaming and attacking and I’m kicking out trying to get her off my bare legs.  I then dart down and manage to pin her to the floor with two hands but now we’re at a stand off.  If I attempt to relax my grip she screams louder and makes a move towards me.

So here I am, 5AM, bare legs bleeding and with a crazy cat under my hands in the middle of the hallway.  Absolutely nothing to grab like a big blanket or a stick or something to get distance between us until I can get to the bedroom.  I’m next to the craft room door and my legs are starting to shake and I realize I don’t have a choice, if I kneel down she’ll go for my face.  So I take one hand off her to open the door.

Natasha scratches my wrist and palm, then twists and sinks her teeth into my right pointer finger.  Deep.  It happens in second and then I’m shoving her into the craft room and shutting the door.  I’m breathing hard, shaking... I wander vaguely into the living room, try to turn on my floor lamp but I’m shaking too much.  I give up and walk into the kitchen to deposit the medications I’d taken out of my bedroom.

I can feel blood dripping from my finger as I walk back to the bathroom and finally look at my wounds in the light.  The scratches are up and down both legs, I’ve got massive scratches on my left wrist... and the bite on my finger is bleeding everywhere.  I run it under cold water but start to feel sick and am forced to go back to bed before I pass out or throw up.  I’m covered in cold sweat.

I breathe through it, getting blood on my sheets and pillow.  Natasha is meowing loudly in the room next door.  I breathe through the feeling of illness and shock and get back into the bedroom to clean the wounds and get antibiotic ointment on them.  I put bandaids on the bite wound, bottom teeth sank into the side of my finger under the second knuckle while the upper teeth had sunk into the top of the finger above the second knuckle.

I spend the next several hours in and out of bed as the sickness washes over me when I do too much.  But I clean the blood off the floor, and Natasha had emptied her bowels in the hallway so I clean that too.  When I go to the door and speak softly to her she hisses and yowls, so I leave her in there.  I don’t understand why this is happening, this is completely out of character for her.

My parents show up around 9am, and I’ve moved to the couch to lay there.  We’re supposed to go 8 hours south for a family camping trip.  And I’ve REALLY been looking forward to it.  I had all my stuff in the hallway ready to go.  But my parents are very concerned about the bite, and mom says I need to go to urgent care.  The more I talk and move around the sicker I feel.  I’ve bled through the bandaids.  Mom wraps my finger in gauze.  Before I leave the house I open the door to the craft room and quickly exit, I don’t want Natasha trapped in one room for hours.

Dad drives my car and he’s driving... aggressively.  That doesn’t help how I feel, which I think makes him even more nervous about me.  The first urgent care we visit is closed.  The second has a 4 hour wait for walk-ins.  So we finally just go to the ER.  I’m able to find a soft bench to lay down on while we wait... probably at least an hour.  While we’re waiting dad is informing family members what’s going on.  My Aunt, who is an RN, is glad we went to the ER.  My little sister tells her friend what happens to me, her friend loves cats and works with feral cats.

Dad comes over and tells me that Amber’s friend offered to take Natasha while I recover and I nearly tear up and say I’d love that.  I haven’t cried once, but my throat closes up when I think about what happens next with Natasha.  I love her so much, but the damage she did can’t be repeated. 

We get into the ER around 10am, but we don’t get out until 2:30pm.  We were supposed to be on the road by now.

I got a tetanus shot, xray, and my bite cleaned and bandaged as well as an antibiotic prescription.  Horse pills twice a day for 10 days.  Dad drives me to the pharmacy closest to my house.  Across the street is a booth selling Spooners blueberries (Spooners is a famous local farm, renowned for their berries).  Dad says he’s going to zip across the street for blueberries while I fill my prescription.

I come out after filling to see him across the street with the hood of my car up and he’s on the phone.  Goddammit.... I get my pills and text him, asking what’s going on.  The battery, the BRAND NEW BATTERY, has died unexpectedly.  I sigh and walk to the other side of the street to join him.  The sweet person at the stand has called their dad and told him what had happened, and Dad had called my little sister.  We wait around in the sun to see who will show up first.  Sure, this might as well happen today too.  I’m fucking exhausted.  I just want to lay down.  I sit in the backseat because blueberries are in the front seat that my dad is snacking on.  He says they’re the best, and Spooners doesn’t spray them.  I have no appetite or I might snack too.

The Spooners employee’s dad arrives first, and he jumps my car.  We thank him very much but he says it’s not a problem. I call my sister and tell her to meet us at my house, no problem she states.  Finally we’re home, and I cross the street where mom has been with the dogs this entire time, walking them around the neighborhood and staying in the trailer attached to the truck.  The dogs are very happy to see me and I’m happy to see them too.

My pointer finger is splinted and bandaged up and Leela sniffs at it and I have to be careful she doesn’t lick it.  We move across the street into my lawn as Amber and her partner show up.  They’ve brought gloves so they can help my Dad catch Natasha and put her in the carrier.  I sit outside with mom and the dogs while they go in.  Natasha pees on my couch during the ensuing chase because she’s afraid, but they catch her and bring her outside in the carrier.  I’m just glad she’s okay, I’ve felt very guilty about kicking out at her when she attacked me.

Natasha is scared as we set her in the grass in the shade of the fence.  I sit down next to her carrier and she curls up as close to me as she can get.  I want to unzip the top just a little to reach in and comfort her but I’m still a little scared she’ll turn on me.  So then we all wait together in the front lawn for Amber’s friend to arrive, Leela desperately trying to belly crawl her way towards the carrier.  When she finally does Natasha hisses and spooks her so bad she tries to hide under my sister’s legs.  Rotties can be such cowards sometimes.

Amber’s friend arrives with a van and I thank her profusely, but she doesn’t mind doing this at all.  She says Natasha is going to be well taken care of, she even has falconer gloves with which to handle aggressive cats.  I tell her Natasha is normally not aggressive, just very scared.  But to watch out for the yowling, that’s the danger sign.

Natasha is set gently in the backseat and the door is shut, the air conditioning turned on.  We exchange numbers, I thank her again, I can’t thank her enough.  With Natasha taken care of my family goes to a nearby burger joint for food while I stay behind to watch the dogs.  I just want to lay down.  Amber buys me a burger with a gluten free bun.  My appetite is non existent but I know I need to eat.

When they come back my mom and dad leave while Amber and her partner linger to talk.  Her partner loves to talk, he talks all the time.  It used to drive me crazy but I don’t mind anymore, he’s a good person.  I’d had the urine cleaned up and before Amber leaves she puts my couch cushion back.  I give her a stack of books I think she’ll like about abandoned places and ossuaries.  I’m finally left alone. 

No camping trip this weekend, it’d simply be too much.  I don’t think anyone in my family is making it.  My brother and his wife had to back out, Amber and her partner had to back out because of his asthma and the air quality down south.  Mom and Dad would be driving a long way for a short stay, and I know I won’t feel up for such a taxing weekend after the Friday I’ve had.

Amazing how quickly everything can go horribly wrong.

#sorry it's a long post #it was a very long day

[dreaming-of-assclass]

AssClass Christmas Fics: Part 1

Group 1 + gift-shopping 🎁

In which Kataoka is tired, Isogai is stressed, Maehara is a wholesome idiot, and Okano and Kimura are the embodiment of chaos.

Genre: Fluff, Humor, Wholesomeness, Slight angst on Isogai’s part

Length: 3,133 words

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In hindsight, Megu should’ve known better than to come.

It had seemed innocent at first when Maehara brought the idea up in their groupchat. He wanted all his closest friends to band together and take a trip to the mall for “some good ol’ Christmas gift-shopping.” He said it wasn’t likely they’d get to hang out all together until after winter break. Ok, fair point.

But now, as she sat exhaustedly in the dressing room of some teen store, surrounded by heaps of clothing, she realized she’d made a mistake.

“Hinano, please tell me this is the last one you’re trying on,” Megu begged as she reached for another garment. “We’ve been here for at least an hour and a half.”

“Mmm...I just have to find a matching pair of shorts,” Hinano hummed, at least looking somewhat apologetic. She gave Megu a wink. “After this, we’ll be all done!”

And with that, the smaller girl dashed off, probably in search of one of the store workers.

Megu groaned, giving a pitiful glance at the bag sitting besides her. She’d purchased one outfit, a matching belt, and a set of earrings already...while her friend was still not even close to being done.

“Might as well check what everyone else is doing.” Megu pulled out her phone and texted their groupchat. 

Kataoka: Where are you guys?

She got a reply a moment later.

Maehara: me n isogai r grabbing smth to eat rn

Maehara: but we’re gonna go to some store after

Ah...probably to get some gifts for Isogai’s siblings, Megu remembered fondly. 

“Oh, Megu, she’s still not done yet?” She snapped up to see a somewhat flustered Touka making her way into the dressing room.

The class rep sighed with a tired smile, setting her phone down. She shifted a bit to make room for the other girl. “No, not yet...did you get what you were looking for?”

Touka nodded excitedly, pulling out her gift bag. It was very small and plain-looking, nude with only a red ribbon tied around. She handed it to Megu, a shine in her eyes. “Yes. It’s perfect, exactly what we were going for.”

Megu opened up the bag and reached for the item inside. It was small yet carried weight, and was surrounded by fancy parchment paper. She delicately opened it, careful not to rip anything. “Oh,” she breathed. Touka was certainly right.

It was perfect.

Nestled within the folds of parchment paper was a lovely ornament, shaped like a rose and made of dazzling stained glass. A thousand colors reflected off of it as she gently held it up in the light of the store. 

Touka smiled softly, leaning into her seat. “I thought a rose would be fitting after, y’know, Karasuma-sensei’s love declaration in October,” she laughed. 

“True.” Megu laughed as she carefully set the gift down back into the bag. “No but really, I can’t imagine anything better than this for her. She loves roses and it’s sophisticated, but still...can remind her of our class.”

She patted Touka’s shoulder, her gaze soft. “We made such a good decision entrusting her Christmas gift to be picked out by you.”

Oddly, Touka’s face turned a bright hue of red and she glanced away, clearing her throat. “It’s no problem! I’m happy that I picked something okay.”

Before Megu could question her, their third companion came back in a flurry of more clothing. A pair of pants flew and knocked against Megu’s face, and she wiped it away tiredly. “Hina! You said one more thing!”

Hinano was already turned towards the changing stall, struggling to carry her massive load. “I know, I know, I’m sorry! But they have a sale!”

“Still-!”

“Wait, really?” Touka shot up, her eyes bright. “I gotta go look for some stuff too!” Within seconds, she was dashing towards the racks of clothing in the store, right into the massive crowds of people already scavenging for good sales.

Oh boy. Megu mentally prepared herself for a moment before following her. Might as well take advantage of the sales too, she thought wryly. She had been looking for a new pair of boots lately...

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“Yo, how about this one?” Hiroto asked, wriggling his eyebrows and holding up a video game-themed hoody jacket. It was child-sized and looked incredibly tiny against his large frame.

Yuuma looked in his direction, still combing through a rack of items himself. “Cute.” He grinned.

He reached over and touched the material thoughtfully. “Quality seems pretty good too. It’ll last him a while.”

“Yeah!” Hiroto agreed. “It’s super cozy, and will help him a lot in winter.”

“Okay, we can put this in the cart.”

Hiroto obliged and the two boys moved on from the clothing area. “Nothing else?” He questioned, giving a passing glance to aisles around them.

Yuuma hummed. “Well, we got a pajama set for both of them...a dress...two pairs of shoes, and now this hoodie. I’d like to get more but it’s Christmas, right? They’d probably like some new toys, not a ton of clothes.” He laughed.

“Ah, true.” Hiroto pushed the cart towards the toy section, following his best friend’s steady pace. This part of the store was incredibly hectic, and the sound of children’s cries and laughs filled it endlessly. Stressed parents flew around, trying to find the perfect toys. Boxes were everywhere, and it was very much a mess.

He barely caught Yuuma’s wince. As someone who also worked in a service industry, around Christmas time no less, Yuuma was probably sympathizing with the store clerks who’d be tasked to clean up.

They reached a random aisle that ended up holding all the lego sets. “I should get a couple of these,” Yuuma mused, looking around. “They love Legos, especially the bigger sets.”

“Uh huh...” Hiroto grasped his chin in thought, leaning his forearms onto the cart handle. “What about this?” He reached over and grabbed the box set. 

Yuuma leaned over to see it. “A firetruck and station,” he read. “589 pieces.” He smiled, looking up at Hiroto. “Perfect. Let’s grab it.”

“Awesome.” Hiroto was glad he was some kind of help. He knew this time of year was always incredibly stressful for his best friend, who not only had to study but work at the same time. And Yuuma would always buy his family some type of presents, so there was that added financial stress...

Not to mention...

Yuuma would never outright say it, but Hiroto knew that his father was on his mind even more than usual during the Holiday season, a time that places so much emphasis on family. 

The thought made his chest tighten. Hiroto always swore to himself that he’d help Yuuma and his family to the best of his ability, and it went tenfold during this goddamn month. 

The two looked some more before coming up with a few more toys. There was a science kit for his younger brother, and some new race cars. And a babydoll and a slime-making box for his little sister. The two kids would share the Lego set, and their older brother would help them build it.

“Now we just need to swing by over there,” Yuuma told him, gesturing to the side of the store where mainly women’s products were. Things like fancy soap, candles, etc. 

It was definitely a gift for his mom.

“Sure.” They made their way over, Hiroto still pushing the cart. “Hey, Isogai...” The name slipped uncomfortably from his tongue, leaving a taste of unfamiliarity. 

“Yeah?” Yuuma asked, looking through some house decorations. Hiroto took a short breath.

“Your family will love and appreciate whatever you get for them. It’s always the thought that counts, and that’s like...times ten with you. You’re a really good son and big brother, and that alone means so much to them probably.”

There was a pause.

“So please don’t stress yourself out, looking “for the perfect gift,” Hiroto added quickly. “They love you so much...”

Well, so much for nice encouragement. He just blurted out everything.

The sound of gentle laughter rang out, and he glanced up to see Yuuma looking back at him. His best friend’s eyes crinkled in a charming way as he spoke.

“Thanks, Hiroto...I couldn’t have gone through all this without you.” He ran a hand through his mop of dark hair. “And I don’t just mean this past month...thanks for being my best friend.”

He continued. “It’s when you say stuff like that...that brings me back down to Earth,” Yuuma admitted. “And I can actually...relax, even for just a little bit.”

Oh...

Hiroto coughed lightly, before beaming at him. “Well, duh~what are best friends for?” He winked. “I’ve always got your back.”

“Same here,” Yuuma replied, his gaze soft. 

His phone buzzed and he pulled it out, brows furrowing slightly. “Ah, Yada texted.”

Yada: help megu almost fought some girl over a pair of tights on sale

Maehara: LMFAOOOOOO well did she win?

Yada: ya of course

Kataoka: - _ - she deserved it

Isogai: Haha

Kataoka: also sorry to interrupt but

Kataoka: where the hell are okano and kimura????

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“I can’t believe you actually had a good idea for once,” Okano muttered, the blue light from the game reflected in her fierce gaze. “Coming to the mall arcade instead of doing some boring shopping.”

“Yeah, well, at least one of us used our brain cell today,” Kimura shot back, his thumbs moving rapidly. “If it was up to you, we’d still be circling around the penny fountain.”

Okano snorted. “Shut up.” She picked up the pace on the controllers, feeling a familiar drive to win piling up inside of her. 

Ten seconds later, “You lose!” was flashing at her on the screen while Kimura jumped up, throwing his arms up in victory. “Aw, hell yeah!”

“Fuck!” Okano hissed. “One more time!” She demanded, turning towards him.

Kimura smirked, calming down. “No thanks, I’m getting bored of this one now,” he replied nonchalantly.

Okano rolled her eyes. “Fine.” She looked around at the arcade interior, her gaze scanning around for anything that seemed interesting. 

“Oh! I love that game!” She exclaimed, gesturing to an iceball set up. “Come on!”

“Sure!” Kimura followed her towards the machine, seeing nothing else to do. “I bet I’ll win~” He sang smugly.

“You wish,” Okano scoffed, choosing the one on the left while he moved to the right. She inserted the proper number of tokens before smiling satisfied at the way the machine lit up. “I’m a beast at this game. Maehara can tell you himself how I literally destroyed everyone at this last summer.”

Kimura did the same and they both waited for the number of balls to roll down towards them. “Huh. We’ll see about that.”

“Just shut up and play already.” She had already thrown her first ball, smirking at how it fell into an 100 point slot. “Ha!”

“Lucky shot,” Kimura mumbled, tossing his first one. It fell into the Zero slot, much to his disappointment. “Shit...”

Thankfully, Okano didn’t pay attention. She was much too preoccupied with tossing her own balls, which all landed in the 100 or 250 slots. 

Kimura picked up the pace and continued his game. He groaned as all of them fell into the 10 point slots. The number of tickets coming out on his end was nothing compared to Okano’s long chain. Well...maybe my pitching is shit after all, like Sugino said. I should fix this...

“Done!” Okano shouted, throwing her last ball that fell into the 100 slot. She grinned at her list of tickets before looking over at him. “What’d I tell you, huh?” 

Kimura rolled his eyes, grabbing his final ball. Gritting his teeth, he tossed it with a carefull turn of his wrist. He watched in anticipation as the ball glided over all the slots...before falling right into the 5000 slot.

“Oh shit!”

“Woah!” Okano yelled, her eyes wide. “Oh my god, Kimura! You got the highest number!”

“I did!” He shouted back, somewhat in a daze. 

“That’s amazing!”

For a moment, it was like they weren’t rivals. Just a moment though.

Okano punched his shoulder, her lips curved. “Beginner’s luck,” she teased, but the fire never left her eyes.

Kimura laughed before his gaze fell back on his tickets. “Ah...it’s taking a while, isn’t it?”

Okano looked at it with a frown, pursing her lips. “It shouldn’t be.”

“Let’s give it another minute,” he suggested.

Five minutes later, Kimura felt like screaming. “My major accomplishment!” He sighed dramatically. “And no one was around to see it but you!”

Okano rolled her eyes, hopping off the floor where they’d been crouching. “Get up. Let’s go find a staff member.”

“Yeah...” Kimura stood up, shoving his hands into his hoodie pocket. “Uh hello? What are you staring at?” He questioned.

No answer, as Okano looked thoughtfully at the game machine. “Earth to Okano~” He sang, waving a hand in her face.

Then she did it.

Something he hadn’t expected, but really it shouldn’t have even surprised him.

Okano swung her leg out before letting it collide against the machine’s ticket base. A booming thud rang out.

And almost immediately, tickets began streaming out. 

Kimura’s jaw dropped.

“There, it’s all fixed,” Okano smiled with a shrug.

“Are you crazy?” The words escaped his mouth instantly. “You pulled out some assassin moves just to fix a ticket machine?!”

“Well yeah~You can get your tickets now!”

“How did you even know that would work?! And doesn’t your foot hurt like hell?”

Okano laughed. “Honestly, I had no idea if it would work. But it did!” She glanced at her foot. “And it doesn’t hurt. That part of the machine is pretty hollow, and my foot has hit harder things so...”

Kimura frowned at her.

“I promise it’s fine!” Okano held her hands up. “Woah...look at your tickets! I think you can get a stuffed animal with this number!”

“Yeah maybe-” Kimura was cut off by a stern voice barking at them.

“Hey! You kids!”

They both jolted up as one of the mall security guards stormed towards them, followed by as pissed-off arcade worker, who pointed at them. “Those kids broke the machine to steal extra tickets!”

Kimura felt his mouth go dry. Still he tried to shout, “Wait no! It’s a misunderstanding, I got 5000! But it got stuck-”

And then he was cut off by Okano yanking his arm away with a strength he could only imagine having. The next few seconds felt like a blur and before he knew it, the two of them were running in the lobby of the mall.

“Come on, you idiot! You’re the fastest runner in the class, act like it!” Okano yelled, purposely agitating him. Still, Kimura fell for it and his speed increased immensely in just a second. Now, Okano was trying to catch up to him. 

Kimura dashed through the numbers of people walking by, being mindful to dodge anyone, especially the elderly or some children... He shouted out a “Sorry!” and an “Excuse me!” as he moved.

It sounded odd but he could hear Okano’s footsteps behind him, even amongst the clusters of normal civilians. Probably from all the times they trained together. Her steps were light and bouncy, barely touching the floor as she kept a stable balance. He always thought to himself how Okano moved like she could walk on air.

He made a sharp turn around a mall corner, narrowly avoiding a collision with three girls just trying to walk by. “Ah, I’m so sorry!”

“What the hell- wait...Kimura?” One of the girls breathed.

Kimura’s head snapped up at the familiar tone and he realized in horror who the girls were. “Kataoka! Yada! Kurahashi!” He laughed sheepishly. “How’s your shopping going?”

“Fine~!” Kurahashi chirped, somehow balancing five huge bags on one of her arms alone.

Kimura smiled at her. “That’s good...” He laughed nervously again. “Well, I should continue on my way-”

Kataoka leveled him a sharp glare, leaning in closer. “What do you think you’re doing, running around the mall like a maniac? And where’s Hinata?!”

“Uhm...”

“There you are!” All four of them jolted, looking up to see the security guard. Standing right beside him was a very annoyed-looking Okano, crossing her arms. Ah, so she got caught...

“I’m gonna need you to come to our office,” the guard spoke sternly, looking straight at Kimura. 

He sighed, stepping forward to comply before passing a pleading glance to the girls. Kurahashi frowned, Yada sighed, and Kataoka shut her eyes irritably. Then she spoke. “Officer...we’re friends with them, so we’ll come along too, if that’s okay.”

“Alright then.”

The girls followed them warily and Kataoka leaned in to whisper to Yada. “I hope your negotiating skills will come in handy now...”

..............

________

“Oh man,” Maehara wheezed, clutching his stomach. “Banned from the mall for a month?!” He burst out laughing again.

“Yeah...” Kimura’s head was dropped into his arms, which rested on the table of the cafe they were at.

“I’m glad you find this act of immaturity so funny,” Kataoka commented dryly, taking another sip of her latte. The liquid scorched her throat a bit, but she needed the caffeine at that moment. 

“Actually, I find it hilarious,” Maehara corrected. “Seriously, how did all that even happen? Why’d you run away?”

“I’d like to know too,” Isogai chimed in tiredly.

“Uh, haven’t you heard of fleeing from the scene of a crime?” Okano snapped, but it lacked its usual bite as she reached over for her hot chocolate.

“That only works if you can’t get caught,” Yada pointed out with a giggle, adjusting her scarf.

“Aw man,” Maehara chuckled, toning it down at the sight of Okano’s pout. “It’s okay guys. We’ll laugh about this in the future.”

“You’re laughing about it now,” Kataoka muttered sourly.

Maehara ignored her. “One day, we’ll look back on this as a super fond memory,” he said confidently, throwing an arm around Kimura.

“Not to mention, it was pretty cool how you used your kick, Hina!” Kurahashi chimed in, hugging her.

“Yeah, pretty badass,” Isogai agreed, flashing her a smile.

Okano’s lips curved up. “Thanks, guys...”

“I guess the whole thing was pretty ridiculous,” Kimura said. “Sorry for stressing you out, Kataoka...”

She waved him off but her gaze softened. “Just don’t let this happen ever again.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Maehara clasped his heads behind his head. “Ah, by the way, I’m gonna have to leave sooner than I thought.”

Yada squinted at him. “...Why?”

“Well, there’s this Christmas event at another store where they need a guy in a Santa costume...and you know...the elves are all pretty girls, so I gotta help them out-”

All his friends let out a collective groan. 

#assclass #ansatsu kyoushitsu #assassination classsroom #writing #group 1 #hinata okano #megu kataoka #yuuma isogai #justice kimura #hiroto maehara #touka yada #hinano kurahashi #is there some underlining subtext between maeiso #you bet your ass there is in my fic #sdhjksj okano and kimura bring all the chaos #also sorry for the lack of kurahashi..... #i just could not write her for some reason

[danielletinybruiser]

Two Years of Blue

It's been a bit since I updated here, since I suppose I mainly use my instagram account to talk about jiu jitsu. But hey, I have a few things to mull over, which tends to go better in writing, so here we are. Content warning for weight on this one.

I've been a blue belt for two years! And what a wild two years — I did change up my gym, and then, hey, there was this pandemic that ground the world to a halt (and is still doing so). I was very, very lucky, since I was able to train with Viki pretty much the whole time. We had access to mats, and were able to train, and they taught me a great deal: a lot of gi stuff, a ton of leg locks (I never went for them, or defended them well, until I basically just rolled with them for a year), and so much detail in passing and retaining guard.

Viki is a long, lanky blue belt, and I like to think I taught them a bit too. Maybe. 

But of course, even with rolling during lockdown and tons of other cross-training, it took me awhile — really, a few months — to feel a bit more in the groove with jiu jitsu again. We started going back to limited, vaxxed sessions starting in March, and slowly started going back to the gym normally as everyone else got vaxxed up. I'm finally going 3-4 days per week, consistently. This past week, I think I trained grappling every day aside from Wednesday. It's mid-July, which means it's taken me that whole time to feel like I'm getting there.

I'm also competing again in just under two weeks, which has (as it typically does) lit a little fire under me to get my shit together. Or attempt to!

One thing that did help, certainly, was doing a lot of cardio the whole time, and  focusing on getting that to a good place. All winter I did a lot of running, and yes, here it is... a lot of indoor cycling on a [cough, whisper] peleton. I know this makes me a bougie asshole. I know. But the workouts — on the bike and very much on the treadmill — are actually great. The running workouts with at least two of the coaches are appropriate for actual competitive runners. I've done workouts there that were extremely close to things I did as a competitive XC athlete in college. Back when I was actually fast. Fast-ish. I'm not fast anymore. Not even a tiny bit.

But my running is much improved, and the cycling has been an incredible, incredible base for me. I'm routinely doing longer or more challenging rides on non-BJJ days, and then often a shorter ride (or one of the functional strength routines) on days I roll at the gym. My whole thing with it is doing hard cardio when I'm already tired, so I get very used to pushing through. Endurance has never been my problem, but I know that I get slower physically — and, far worse, *super* discouraged mentally — when I get tired.

Doing this much cycling has had a hilarious and, uh, probably obvious side effect: I actually put on a little bit of muscle. I went into the whole Peleton thing thinking "yeah, I'll do cardio twice a day, and lose that stubborn couple of pounds that make competing at 125 dicey in like a month, easy!" and, HA. No. 

What I did get, though, are leg muscles that don't fatigue as fast. I have much more power and energy than I used to, and, hand-to-heart, I don't think I was in bad shape before. It's just... better now.

That took a couple of weeks to accept, I'll be honest. I felt pretty dumb: of fucking course spending... let's say 8 hours a week doing HIIT or climb rides on a bike would build muscle. I’d gain some weight from that, naturally. But now, I'm honestly thrilled to feel comfortable and much stronger at 135 anyway. 

That's where I was always going to be for grappling industries (where there's a 120 and a 135, nothing in between), and where there are 125 lb classes... it's honestly ok. I have a healthy diet, I stick to it rigorously (with the occasional cheat day, ofc), I do cardio almost every day, and I feel good. Will I be a little shortie in this weight class? Of course! But at least I feel like a stronger little shortie, and that's what counts.

As with all of this, let me be clear, I have no delusions of grandeur. This is an awesome hobby that I'm obsessed with! But I only want to compete to learn and get better and do it all on a pretty comfortable level. I'm probably never going to fuck with the open IBJJF tournaments, or anything like that. Give me a nice submission-only tournament for scrubs like me. (Honestly, I wish everything was just submission only. Forever.)

There are actual, legit athletes who use the baby tournaments for a tune-up, and young folks who may become legit athletes who are learning to compete and deal with pressure, probably just because this is NYC and there are world-class gyms here and all that. This 37-year-old goofy white bitch just wants to get as good as possible, given the obvious constraints. And enjoy myself.

To this end, my friends, coaches, and training partners deserve medals for dealing with me. Berto and Jaime (my friends and coaches) have been patiently leading me towards things I need to work on. Viki will roll with me and give me things I need to do based on our roll, and we'll drill them right then and there. And Caroline has been instrumental in me getting my head at least part of the way out of my ass, just going for things. For months, I was rolling, but just playing defense. Just talking to her about it helped, and now, every time we roll, I have that voice in my head telling me to go for things. It's helping.

I just hope I can keep that in mind in two weeks. I get nervous. Really, really nervous. I've competed... this might be nine times? This will be my third blue belt tournament, anyway, and it'll be the first since... January 2020. My head is usually so far up my ass — especially at first — that I will probably make some dumbass mistakes. But I'm working on accepting that I'll feel like an idiot and to just have fun with it and use it to LEARN and find some new things to work on. Embrace the doofus and enjoy.  

Gym Feelings

I also got very, very excited about my gym yesterday. Right before going to a (fantastic) Women/trans/non-binary folks Judo class taught by a really great woman black belt, I went on about how much I love my gym. How inclusive it is, and how, just *not a toxic MMA culture* place it is. I'm just going to copy a bunch of that thread here, just absolutely gushing about Chop and Chops:

Today, in a couple of hours, I'm going to a women/trans/nonbinary grappling class at my gym, taught by a woman Judo black belt. I'm PUMPED.

It's really important to me that my MMA gym is an inclusive, positive environment for me and for everyone. MMA -- and especially Jiu Jitsu -- does NOT need to be a place dominated by bros with awful politics and horrific tattoos. It can be for anyone to enjoy.

The door to my gym has a trans-inclusive rainbow flag on it. The brothers who run it make sure that all women, trans folks, enbies, and any GNC folks feels especially comfortable and have dependable training partners for each class, especially if they are new.

Here's another thing -- its' an MMA gym, there are plenty of cis dudes! But said dudes are respectful and gracious. I feel safe training with them BECAUSE of the atmosphere and attitude of the place, that's certainly not true everywhere.

One of my favorite training partners rn is a very, very sweet bigger white belt due who wrestled at a high level. If you've done BJJ, "bigger white belt who wrestled" is typically the scariest thing. But he is an absolute gentleman, doesn't just throw his weight around...

he is conscientious and I am learning SO MUCH from rolling with him. Again, in another atmosphere, I might be intimidated. In our gym, people learn to train hard but modulate and always respect their training partners.

I know I'm gushing at this point, lol. But I really can't overstate how much that atmosphere of respect and inclusivity is important and makes a massive difference. I'm a small queer woman, training there simply feels great to me, and that's everything.

That's the thread! I can't say enough good things about this place. It's also honestly a refuge for me, a place where I see my friends (where we all hug very aggressively for a couple hours, then chitchat). I guess it all comes down to this: I'm so, so lucky to be a part of this community. I want everyone in the world to have something they love, and amazing people to support them in it/enjoy it with them.

#bjj #bjjwomen #grappling #mma

[ja-khajay]

tag meme for @hmsdivinity i havent done these in years omg

Rules: Answer the questions and tag 10 followers you’d like to get to know better!

Name? I go by Jay here

Birth year? ‘98. turned 21 yesterday

Sign? ophithingy whatever its called. the snake one. by normal 12 signs im saggitarius tho

Height? 174 cm i think havent gotten measured in years...my usanian friend said i was “prolly 5′8″ so here’s to that for people using clown units

Put your playlist on shuffle and list the first four songs:

Kids in America - Kim Wilde

OM - Pilgrimage

Sweet Dreams - Eurythmics

Remember Me - Blue Boy

Surprised nothing weird turned up! These are all bops

Grab the nearest book, turn to page 23, what’s the 17th line?

I’m typing this from my kitchen and my books are not in english so this will be difficult

Ever had a song or a poem written about you?

I don’t think so and I kinda hope not, I wouldn’t really want it. Unless it’s someone who has no idea who I am and is writing about me after a single encounter where they found me hauntingly sexy I’d be cool with that

When was the last time you played air guitar?

Probably last vacation enjoying music when i was stoned with a friend :’) or goofing around with my roomies

Celebrity Crush(es)?

I don’t really crush on celebrities or people I don’t know in general D:

What’s a sound you hate/love?

I love pigeon calls, shower sounds, a lit fire and double pedal drums

I hate....a Lot of sounds to a point where it’s a real life problem but my most hated ones are probably cracking knuckles, babies crying and motorcycles

Do you believe in ghosts?

I’m on the “why not” spectrum! If ghosts do exist it’d be cool as hell

Do you believe in aliens?

Yes, the universe is so vast it’s like. Statistically impossible that we’re alone out there

Do you drive?

No and i don’t even have a license. I don’t really want one either I would probable freak out immediatly in a car. I drive a mecanical scooty scooter around town and I have feet it’s Enough

Last book you read?

Do manga count. If yes I read all of Dorohedoro. If no well I have no idea probably a book I got recently about the Scythians that I never managed to finish

Do you like the smell of gasoline?

No ): I’d rather smell dung than anything artificially processed, most chemical smells disgust me. Plus it attrackts wasps

The last movie you saw?

I rewatched Howl’s Moving Castle last night and it made me so emotional.....thank you ghibli I know what love is now

Do you have any obsessions rn?

They kinda change daily. This morning I woke up passionate about art, how it’s everywhere and how you can analyze so much from everything, plus the trend of appreciating art being super elitist and why I think that’s absurd, plus thinking about the use of art in our civilization. Also, hunter x hunter

Do you tend to hold grudges?

Yes and no? I don’t forget people that do me dirty and I tend to get mad whenever I remember it but I never really act on it. Generally speaking I always do that, get super intense emotions and then not act on them. It’s better for everyone, if not I’d be such a massive bitch lmao....my grudges are mine alone too n they should stay that way!!!

tagging: no one...i don’t kno any of my mutuals who love doing these that i’m not already fwends with haha

#j #hope this gives u more insigght on who i am. im a clown #parading as a scary person by unknown magicks

[punkscowardschampions]

Janis & Jimmy

Janis: Oi Janis: where are you and more importantly where's my drink Jimmy: if I could get by the orgy on the counter Jimmy: which more importantly I weren't invited to Jimmy: bit rude Janis: 💔 Janis: your appeal is so dead Janis: what a way to find out Jimmy: tah for that babe Jimmy: you did warn me I suppose but Jimmy: 🎻🎻 Janis: I'm very supportive Janis: even now you're dragging me down Jimmy: 💔 Jimmy: what a pair Janis: 'scuse you Janis: how dare you imply I'm on the outs Janis: never in, bitch Jimmy: you said it so I didn't have to 💕 #truelove Janis: don't worry, beaten to the punch Jimmy: literally am being Jimmy: let me at the bowl, dickheads Janis: 😏 you're so lame Janis: and so is this party if it has an actual punch bowl Janis: where are we Janis: a sorority house in 1997 okay bethany Jimmy: piss off I'm 😎 Jimmy: as much as lad can be in his missus' clothes Janis: shut up you look good Jimmy: 💕 Jimmy: you look Janis: shh Jimmy: you ain't 'bout to make me Jimmy: so nah Jimmy: I'll just be 😍😍😍 & you can't stop me Janis: boy is that a challenge Janis: will get you in trouble again today, bit late to be worried on it Jimmy: is it? Janis: I mean, you're sacked now Janis: realistically what is tiffany gonna do to top that if we ruin her party Jimmy: let's see Janis: 😈 Janis: what are we doing first then Jimmy: I'm giving you your drink Jimmy: [does] Janis: Getting drunk Janis: cool Janis: [downs it bitch why] Janis: bit normie but you know, needs must Jimmy: calm down, piisshead Jimmy: it took me ages to get that Janis: 🙄 soz I didn't know you wanted me to nurse it all night Janis: or thank you for your valiant efforts Jimmy: piss off Janis: 😏 Janis: be my friend Janis: everyone else here is the worst Jimmy: [kisses her in an extra way] Jimmy: stop friendzoning me, mate Janis: keep kissing me like that and I'll think about it Jimmy: [kisses her again but it's even better 'cause] Janis: you're so Janis: ugh Jimmy: you wanna dance? Janis: can you dance? 🤔 Jimmy: 💔💔💔 Jimmy: I've danced with you before Jimmy: you found it #unforgettable, yeah Janis: hmm Janis: maybe I was drunk Janis: that time Jimmy: you usually are, so probably Jimmy: do you wanna or nah? Janis: lovely Janis: make it sound like I have a problem Jimmy: You're a paddy, it's not a problem it's expected Janis: don't be racial 'cos I can't remember your moves Janis: come on then, face ache Jimmy: [passes her an earbud cos the song that's playing is bound to suck] Jimmy: requests? Janis: [takes his phone 'cos you know and picks the song that was on when they were in the van] Jimmy: 👌 Jimmy: [dips her and kisses her cos he is a nerd] Janis: don't fucking drop me boy Jimmy: 💪 Jimmy: I won't Jimmy: [plays like he's gonna you know when people do that but doesn't] Janis: [makes like she's walking away 'cos moody] Jimmy: [pulls her back & turns into a cute spin 'round] Janis: I guess you aren't terrible Jimmy: [kisses her again but properly 'cause we know he's good at that] Jimmy: ? Jimmy: you wanna do a rewrite now or in a bit Janis: [pretends to be thinking but can't help smiling like a dork] Jimmy: [touches her little smiley mouth cos it so cute] Janis: [goes in with the sexy dancing 'cos can't deal with the affection] Jimmy: [blatantly isn't as good of a dancer 'cause indie white boy but tries his best to keep up god bless] Janis: Like this Janis: [moves his hands lower] Jimmy: [moves them a bit lower than she put them 'cause he's cheeky] Jimmy: alright Janis: 👀 you Janis: not mad Jimmy: [less like a dance and more like a dry hump probably but she won't be mad] Janis: so you're like Janis: really really okay at this Janis: concede, like Jimmy: okay isn't 🥇 Jimmy: [carries on 'cause gotta] Janis: [other people join in you know how they do and lowkey split 'em up 'cos I'm evil] Jimmy: 💔💔 Janis: 😒 Janis: not about how much crotch i can feel rn that ain't you Jimmy: hang on Jimmy: [actually does shove a prick & gets into a lil moment] Janis: [takes him outside for a smoke and so shit doesn't escalate 'cos drunk teens] Jimmy: who's idea was this? Janis: i mean Janis: not gonna hold this non-event against you Jimmy: tah Janis: know it's shit when the whole herd is out here Janis: just clocked the tall one, hard to miss Jimmy: where? Janis: [turns his head physically 'cos don't care about being rude, obvs] Jimmy: she shouldn't wear heels Jimmy: that's Janis: do you think she gets vertigo Janis: it's a madness, she just hit the light literally, I saw bitch Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: have you seen Mia? Jimmy: real questions Janis: let's go hunt Janis: split up and look for clues, scoob Jimmy: 👍 Jimmy: alright, nerd Janis: i am not velma Janis: although really, who else was pulling their weight 🤔 Jimmy: Fred & Daphne were too busy fucking Janis: init though Janis: shaggy was stoned out his mind Jimmy: like your hippie brother Janis: 🙄 truly Jimmy: is the dickhead one here? Janis: 😂 Janis: sadly Janis: as loud and as bad as grace Janis: heard him and avoided Jimmy: we just need her & it's a family reunion Janis: kill me Jimmy: [sneaks up behind her & 'scares' her like boy you meant to be splitting up] Jimmy: 🗡🗡🗡 Janis: Dickhead! Janis: [but kisses though] Jimmy: I missed you too Janis: on a mission here Janis: focus Janis: if you were a basic bitch where would you be Jimmy: if I was Mia I'd be in the bathroom where she spends 99% of her time Janis: 🐸🍵 Janis: I don't think either of us can barge in Jimmy: she'll have to find prey soon 🐍 Jimmy: just wait Janis: offering me up as bait? Jimmy: do you want me to? Janis: don't you start Jimmy: how can we annoy her the most? Jimmy: start thinking 'bout that Janis: you know Janis: she's 💔 apparently so just be goals Jimmy: have to have one first Janis: that's what I said Jimmy: yeah? Jimmy: gotta stop spending so much time with you then Jimmy: [but kisses her] Janis: don't Janis: [kisses him harder 'cos] Jimmy: [whispers in her ear that he promises] Janis: I Janis: do you want a drink Jimmy: [finishes the last of his 'cause didn't down it] Jimmy: alright Janis: stay alive Janis: keep being #goals Jimmy: 👍 Janis: [Mia drama at the drinks] Jimmy: did you join the orgy? Jimmy: been ages Janis: ha Janis: she wishes Jimmy: you found her then Janis: found me Jimmy: I ain't gonna be fuming if you threw my drink over her Jimmy: a bit that I didn't see it Janis: Ain't gonna waste it Janis: she's so Jimmy: so gimme it Janis: hang on Janis: she ain't gone 😑 Jimmy: I can come get it Janis: Nah, don't Janis: I don't want her to Janis: I'll be Jimmy: what's going on Janis: she's just a bitch Janis: nothing new Jimmy: then it won't matter if I interrupt you two then Jimmy: hang on Janis: well I ain't gonna be there Jimmy: where will you be? Janis: just give me a sec Janis: okay Jimmy: alright Jimmy: come find me when you want Jimmy: I'll be outside Janis: 👍 Janis: [later] Janis: Okay, hi Jimmy: [hands her his 🚬] Janis: [takes huge drag for non-smoker oh babe] Janis: tah Jimmy: [lights up a new one for his self 'cause it's been the longest day ever & we still in it] Jimmy: 👍 Janis: Soz about that Jimmy: ain't your fault, girl Janis: why is this the worst party ever Jimmy: been that sort of day Jimmy: so come here Janis: [hiding in his chest 'cos embarrassed that Mia has got to her] Jimmy: [holds onto her for ages 'cause they just need it BITCH & is stroking her hair for her] Janis: this is so stupid Jimmy: why? Janis: 'cos she's stupid Janis: and i know that so Jimmy: it don't matter Jimmy: I know my dad's a massive bellend but Janis: but he's your Dad Janis: can't avoid him Jimmy: can't avoid her she's a #stalker Jimmy: my dad has a job Jimmy: & a missus Jimmy: see him less Janis: should I tell her to get a hobby then Jimmy: bit late for it Janis: you saying I shouldn't find her and hit her with AND ANOTHER THING Jimmy: stay with me Jimmy: I'm saying Janis: don't listen to her Janis: okay Jimmy: I don't chat to her Jimmy: I ain't starting now Janis: okay but if she comes and finds you too Jimmy: if she finds me she'll find you 'cause I ain't going anywhere without you, am I Janis: [kissing so you don't say it oh yeah] Jimmy: you're Jimmy: you know that Jimmy: don't you listen to her Jimmy: whatever the bollocks was Janis: i'm glad you're here Janis: with me Jimmy: me too Jimmy: get drunk with me Jimmy: I'll make it better Janis: [takes swig of the drink she got him] Jimmy: you can do better than that Jimmy: 🥇 yeah Janis: I got distracted Janis: not in a good way Jimmy: [kisses her so she can be distracted in a good way] Jimmy: now go on Janis: you're coming with me, aren't you Jimmy: I told you, everywhere Janis: [reaches out to hold his hand fuck you mia] Jimmy: [HAND HOLDING + kisses her again 'cause really fuck you Mia you bitch] Janis: [has drink, finds somewhere to sit him down so she can sit on him] Jimmy: [whispers 'don't forget nowt I've said, alright. You're a properly beautiful dickhead & I like you so much' when they are sat] Janis: Jim Janis: you're Janis: I'm really happy you're coming home with me Jimmy: you're Janis: I know Janis: you make me feel Jimmy: I told you, I'll make it better Jimmy: I want to Janis: you have Janis: i already don't care but Janis: more Janis: please Jimmy: [cue make out sesh cos she said please & it kills him] Janis: i wanna make this night better for you too Janis: tell me how Jimmy: you have Jimmy: but I need to touch you more Jimmy: come upstairs Janis: [does, hope all y'all bitches see 'em] Jimmy: [after & let's say drunk Grace has entered the party with her shit 'ex' enjoy that Mia I'm sure you will] Janis: shame don't know this bitch well enough to post up in her room Janis: I just wanna be with you and not have to see Janis: all this Jimmy: we can just leave Jimmy: we've been #goals since we got here Janis: do you want to Jimmy: I want you Jimmy: wherever Janis: You just had me Janis: many times Jimmy: is that a challenge or a piss off? Janis: [kisses him like the loveydovey bitch she is] Janis: don't even question it Jimmy: don't sound like me that Janis: we're meant to not be us for the night Janis: which is handy because my sister is determined to make the biggest idiot out of herself so Jimmy: but you're so YOU Jimmy: & I just Janis: don't look at me like that I can't Jimmy: don't look like that then Jimmy: 'cause I can't Janis: this is very distracting Janis: how are you meant to get anything done Jimmy: don't Janis: don't what, baby? Jimmy: don't do nowt else Jimmy: just Janis: we can Janis: both layabouts now Janis: I'm gonna stay with you all day every day Jimmy: 1. you're a full time muse if you're owt so don't sell yourself short Jimmy: 2. please Janis: 1. still waiting on that drawing Janis: 2. literally who's gonna stop us Jimmy: the dog you ain't trained Jimmy: maybe Janis: you said don't do nothing else Janis: make up your mind, babe Jimmy: I just said that Jimmy: you should've sorted her out before Janis: 1. i am and have been you know she's so much better already #myinfluence Janis: 2. you have been distracting from the start so take responsibility Jimmy: 1. 🙄 Jimmy: 2. you're easily distracted Jimmy: [demonstrates it by being distracting & kissing her] Janis: ah Janis: I want it, I don't care Jimmy: [kisses her again but all the party bollocks is v distracting too sorry lads] Janis: 😠 what the fuck Janis: can everyone Janis: not Jimmy: do you wanna go back outside? Jimmy: actually fuck that, looks like your sister is Jimmy: if she can make it Janis: I'm so Janis: for fuck sake Jimmy: let's get another drink Jimmy: come on Janis: hoping pablo takes one for the team and drags her stupid ass home 'cos I can't right now I will fucking kill her Jimmy: looks like that lad she's with will Jimmy: take her home not murder her Jimmy: probably Janis: don't Jimmy: ? Janis: I don't need to think about it Jimmy: which bit? Janis: any of it Janis: leave it out Jimmy: alright Jimmy: [downs two big drinks one after another #impressive 'cause what a day] Janis: [gives him a look] Janis: now who's the pisshead Jimmy: still you Janis: [downs a drink to prove it] Janis: 🖕 Jimmy: 😍😍😍😍 Janis: that guy is already taken soz Janis: get a new bit Jimmy: #onlygoteyesforyou Jimmy: that's my bit Janis: [distracted by the bullshit] Jimmy: do you want me to get her? Janis: why bother Jimmy: 'cause it looks like you do Jimmy: & are bothered Janis: don't matter Janis: she'll only be a cunt about it, don't waste your time Jimmy: bollocks Jimmy: she loves me Janis: 🙄 Jimmy: 🙄 Janis: go on then Janis: be a hero Jimmy: do you want me to or are you being a dickhead? Janis: I don't care Jimmy: let's just go then Jimmy: me & you Janis: I'm getting another drink first Jimmy: 👍 Janis: [goes off, gets drink and is dancing] Jimmy: [takes her drink & drinks a fair bit of it 'cause eye on you girl] Janis: excuse you Janis: get your own Jimmy: I can't Jimmy: have to go where you go, remember? Janis: not now Jimmy: what are you on about? Janis: saying go get a drink, have fun Jimmy: shut up Janis: rude Jimmy: you're rude Janis: yeah go on Jimmy: telling me to piss off is rude Janis: did I say that Jimmy: yeah Janis: oh my god Janis: i'm not ready to go Janis: do what you want Jimmy: stop Janis: I ain't doing nothing Janis: stop having a go at me Jimmy: you're being a dickhead Jimmy: 1. I never said you had to be ready to go Jimmy: 2. you know what I want & it's not to leave Jimmy: so leave it out Janis: I'm just tryna have fun here Jimmy: bollocks Jimmy: it ain't my fault that Mia's a bitch & your sister's an embarrassing mess Janis: why you wanna fix it so bad then Jimmy: why do you reckon? Janis: whatever Jimmy: that ain't an answer Janis: can't be bothered with this right now Janis: long day yeah Jimmy: I'll go home then Jimmy: chat to me when you can be bothered Janis: you mean mine Jimmy: why would I mean that? Jimmy: not what I said Janis: because you have to Jimmy: nah, I don't Janis: you can't go home yet come on Janis: you said Jimmy: I can do what I want, you said Janis: fine Jimmy: 👌 Janis: i hate you Jimmy: 💔💔💔 Jimmy: good thing I'm off then Janis: shut up Janis: stop it Jimmy: you stop it Janis: just don't go home Janis: alright Jimmy: I'm not letting myself into yours like I live there Jimmy: [goes outside to smoke moodily but the front of the house not the back] Janis: [follows no shame] Jimmy: [smokes in moody silence] Janis: this is fun Jimmy: shouldn't have followed me Jimmy: your own fault that Janis: you wanted to be together Jimmy: & you didn't Jimmy: make your mind up Janis: nah, make me Jimmy: [actually eye rolls] Janis: wow Janis: you're so much better than me now Jimmy: [starts walking away 'cause when there's too much drama at school you gotta] Janis: don't walk away from me Jimmy: bit late for that Jimmy: already am Janis: stop Jimmy: why? Janis: because I want you to Jimmy: [stops but stays where he is] Janis: I'm sorry Jimmy: alright Janis: no it ain't Jimmy: then what is it? Janis: you tell me Janis: and lemme fix it Jimmy: there's nowt to fix Jimmy: like you said, it's been a long fucking day Jimmy: I shouldn't have come out Janis: no Jimmy: what? Janis: don't regret it Jimmy: 'cause what's to regret Jimmy: I knew they'd all be here Jimmy: & you're a pisshead Jimmy: 👍 Janis: fine Janis: bye Janis: [goes back in and finds an empty room] Jimmy: [shamelessly follows her 'cause that's who they are] Jimmy: I Jimmy: don't Janis: don't what? Jimmy: regret it Jimmy: you Jimmy: alright? Janis: nah, you say what you mean Janis: always Jimmy: shut up Janis: don't tell me to shut up you said that! Jimmy: come on Janis: what do you want, jim Jimmy: you Jimmy: having a shit time at a shit party this second don't mean that I don't Jimmy: or that it was like that every second Jimmy: you know it weren't Janis: let's forget it Janis: let's go Janis: they don't have to ruin it Janis: they don't get to Jimmy: not til you get that I Jimmy: that you're Janis: you don't have to Janis: we're drunk and in bad moods Janis: it's alright Jimmy: it's not alright if Jimmy: if it can keep happening like this Jimmy: one day & Jimmy: it's ruined more times than I can just fucking Janis: what are you saying then Jimmy: you asked me why I wanna fix it so bad Jimmy: what kind of question is that Jimmy: today Janis: I meant Grace Jimmy: it don't matter Jimmy: I've got nowt, alright Jimmy: but you as my girlfriend Jimmy: so that's why I wanna fix it Jimmy: remember when I asked you how you could make me laugh when things are still so shit? Jimmy: ages ago Jimmy: & they still are & you still can Janis: I remember Janis: I don't have anything else either Janis: so don't hold this against me when I didn't even mean it at all never mind like that Jimmy: I just Jimmy: why can't I be that for you? Jimmy: why does it have to be even shitter before we're here Janis: I don't know Janis: I'm just Janis: fucked Janis: I try Jimmy: me too Jimmy: on trying & being fucked Janis: Just keep trying with me Janis: please, a bit longer Jimmy: I'll sit in any empty room with you Jimmy: talk or not talk Jimmy: down any number of drinks you want Jimmy: just don't forget what I said, I mean it Jimmy: I give a shit about you Janis: I won't, promise Janis: you're so important to me Jimmy: I wouldn't be here if I didn't know that Janis: Good Janis: you know Janis: don't you Jimmy: yeah, baby Jimmy: I know Jimmy: it's alright Janis: [longest kiss ever 'cos we all know] Jimmy: so what now? Jimmy: we getting your sister or not? Janis: I don't know Janis: she won't appreciate it, if she want to do this then I guess I'm supposed to let her Jimmy: but we can try, if you want Jimmy: it don't have to just be for me Jimmy: I won't tell her & she probably won't remember but Jimmy: you will Janis: Okay Janis: you'll have to go talk to her Jimmy: challenge accepted Janis: I can't talk to her Jimmy: so stay here Jimmy: I better not tell her I really wanna fuck her in case she remembers it Jimmy: but I'll think of summat 👌 Janis: don't joke Janis: not ready to fight again Jimmy: [kisses her 'cause him either] Jimmy: to be continued Jimmy: stay here Janis: okay Janis: got the easy job Jimmy: [goes to find that messy bitch] Jimmy: are you gonna be pissed off at me if I have to smack that dickhead she's with? Janis: hardly Jimmy: 👍 'cause I have Janis: 😏 Janis: are you alright though Jimmy: 💪 Jimmy: my dad has more about him than that lad Jimmy: sort it out Jimmy: he's northern & close to his death age Janis: Christ knows where she found him Jimmy: dickheads anonymous Jimmy: she's crying but she was when I got there so not my fault Janis: don't worry Janis: she always is Jimmy: thank feck for that Jimmy: my sister never cries I was like Jimmy: 😱😱😱 Janis: 🍀 Janis: no doubt we'll hear it was all my fault Jimmy: that ain't what she's saying now Jimmy: if I really did ever forget your name, just have a word with your sister when she's had a few Jimmy: 🙄🙄 Janis: Mia probably got to her too 'fore getting whisked away by tonight's Prince Charming, then Jimmy: I'd think you were #besties Jimmy: soz Mia Jimmy: 💔 Janis: Have you forgotten my name forreal? Janis: 🤔 Jimmy: It ain't my fault your sister loves you tonight Janis: just saying, it ain't fucking Janis: Eurasia or whatever continent the bitch is Jimmy: just saying it's Janis she won't shut up about 💕 Jimmy: whoever that is Janis: she's so ridiculously pissed Jimmy: she misses you Jimmy: #same Gracie so get a move on Janis: so what's the plan Janis: am I calling a cab or Jimmy: walking should sober her up Jimmy: but we might kill her Jimmy: I'm only getting half of this chat & I still want her to shut up Janis: you've got headphones Janis: we can do this 💪 Jimmy: I'm telling her all lads aren't dickheads Jimmy: #newjobasatherapisttah Janis: 😂 oh my christ Jimmy: glad I smacked that one 'cause he sounds top Janis: she's got the worst taste Jimmy: does she smoke? I feel like the answer is nah but that ain't what I'm getting from the girl in question Janis: nah but see if she knows which end to light 👍 Jimmy: 😂 Jimmy: even Bobby knows which end's which Jimmy: the dog could probably do it too even with her lack of training Janis: don't you dare corrupt her Janis: twix, that is Janis: idc if you give grace a 🚬 Jimmy: not gonna waste 'em on either Jimmy: also bit late for Grace Jimmy: I know more 'bout how that lad likes to fuck than I ever needed Jimmy: remind me to give Barry a ring he'll love this Janis: 💀 Janis: let me die Janis: she's such a fucking Jimmy: he likes to look at himself in the mirror, that one's not a surprise Janis: STOP Jimmy: I'm keeping it surface level for you, babe Janis: she's a bloody hypocrite Jimmy: I'd tell her but she's on a roll Janis: I'll let her know Janis: hopefully the shame will finally finish her off Jimmy: 🤞 Janis: 🙄 Jimmy: [arrives with a look like whose idea was this? again his] Janis: just keep her entertained 'cos you do not want us talking okay Jimmy: I told you she loves me Jimmy: easy Janis: Yeah sound more thrilled Jimmy: [asks Grace about a Brazilian blow out cos remember when] Jimmy: 👍 Janis: 🔪 Janis: you're so unfunny Jimmy: [does a little lol] Jimmy: love you too 💕 Janis: 💕 Jimmy: you look so cute when you're plotting murder Jimmy: 😍 Janis: now you reckon it ain't yours, yeah 😏 Jimmy: a bit mine probably Jimmy: but love me again Janis: can't leave no witnesses babe Janis: but pain me to see you go Janis: 'cos you know I do Jimmy: #goals Janis: stop being cute when I gotta walk ahead of yous Jimmy: I won't beg for my life then Jimmy: bit rude Janis: save it for when it's just me and you Jimmy: stop being hot when you gotta walk ahead of me Janis: 💋🍑 Jimmy: I hate you Jimmy: so much Janis: What's the matter? Janis: not as easy as you thought? Jimmy: shut up Janis: 🤔 but you hate it when I'm quiet Jimmy: you know how much I wanna touch you right now Jimmy: kiss you Jimmy: don't Janis: Poor boy Jimmy: I'm so mad at you Janis: you love it Jimmy: hate it Jimmy: I told you Janis: that's what you get for being noble💔 Janis: I told you Jimmy: it's the last time Jimmy: I swear Janis: 😏 okay babe Jimmy: 🖕 Janis: you wanna prove how mean you're gonna be from now on? okay Jimmy: nowt to prove babe Jimmy: I'm just that dickhead now Janis: 🤤🤤🤤 Janis: oh no Janis: whatever shall I do Jimmy: feel it Jimmy: how I Janis: [Looks back at him all like 'what?'] Jimmy: [is giving her a sexy look in return] Janis: [bites her lip and has to turn back 'cos boy] Jimmy: hate me too Jimmy: it's lonely out here being the only one who just wants Janis: you are so not alone on this Janis: please Jimmy: I am Jimmy: if you felt like this you wouldn't say that Janis: Baby Jimmy: or that Janis: just think how worth it it's gonna be when you get me alone Jimmy: thinking about nowt else Jimmy: every sound you've ever made for me Jimmy: to drown your sister's bollocks out Janis: I'm glad I can pretend I don't hear her too Janis: also that she's completely oblivious Jimmy: I wish she was as oblivious as your hippie brother pretended to be though Janis: fuck Janis: Me too Jimmy: why does it feel like we went upstairs at a different party on a different night Jimmy: ages ago Janis: the world and it's drama won't leave us alone Jimmy: you were so Jimmy: you are Janis: you too Janis: how'd you get so Jimmy: it's your fault Janis: happy to take credit but how Jimmy: I need you so badly Jimmy: I have to be Jimmy: I can't just Janis: you are Janis: you're fucking Janis: everything Janis: you don't need to worry, trust Jimmy: how much further is it? Jimmy: I Janis: not far Janis: she makes it seem it, I know Jimmy: if I can't kiss you soon I'm 💀 Janis: [runs back and kisses him for a hot sec deal grace] Jimmy: I was wrong, now you've kissed me I'm 💀💀💀 Janis: can't win, me 💔 Jimmy: you don't reckon you've won? Jimmy: I know you could feel how much I want you Janis: it'll feel like a win when I can feel it properly Jimmy: okay Janis: I just Jimmy: just? Janis: I really fucking like you Janis: you know Jimmy: I get it Jimmy: I really fucking like you too Janis: how evil would it be to let her get a little bit lost for a while Janis: don't answer i know and i'm mad about it Jimmy: I've told you before all of this place looks the same Jimmy: it's really easy done, yeah Janis: too tempting Janis: the sooner we get back the better Janis: she can shut up and sleep it off and we can Jimmy: or you can gimme a few minutes now Jimmy: let it happen 'cause she won't remember but we will Janis: [slows down a little] Janis: you're testing me, boy Jimmy: last time being noble, I said Jimmy: I'm that dickhead now Jimmy: selfish Janis: prove it Janis: go on Jimmy: [kisses her not soz Grace you know you would babe] Janis: The noises I just made Janis: thank God she ain't remembering Jimmy: 😍😍😍 Jimmy: & don't you wanna make more now Jimmy: I do Janis: yes Janis: badly Janis: like get her to move faster please Jimmy: [does] Janis: 🙌 Janis: my hero Jimmy: drunk girl whisperer is going on the CV Janis: just don't use your powers for evil and i'm fine with it Jimmy: I won't use 'em against you, pisshead Jimmy: don't worry Jimmy: 💕 Janis: not what I meant Janis: tell me what to do anytime Jimmy: lose your sister Jimmy: the cows will make sure she don't die Janis: believe me I've tried Janis: she knows her way home Janis: 💔 Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Janis: true tragedy baby Jimmy: today's been full of 'em Janis: 😞 Janis: I know Jimmy: Mia's outfit is top one Janis: 😂 Janis: you're the best boyfriend ever Jimmy: just wait Jimmy: I'll show you how good I am Janis: literally can't wait Jimmy: [kisses her again 'cause same but just quickly 'cause no chill if he don't] Janis: never been gladder to see my house honestly Janis: are we getting away with throwing her on the sofa or what Jimmy: never been gladder not to be at mine & that's going some Jimmy: yeah we can Jimmy: can't have her realising our good deeds Janis: 🙅 absolutely not Janis: gotta keep her hating me Jimmy: her & me both yeah Jimmy: #twinning Janis: 💔 Janis: fix it Jimmy: 💗 Janis: 💕 Jimmy: I'll fix everything Jimmy: come on Janis: I believe you Jimmy: good 'cause I'm serious Jimmy: & taking it seriously Janis: I know Janis: I feel it Janis: actually 😍 Jimmy: I feel Janis: legit promise i won't get mad no bullshit Janis: have you felt this before Janis: like with your ex Janis: is this how it is Jimmy: no Jimmy: I already told you, it's how it is with us Jimmy: not like Jimmy: she was just there sometimes, sometimes I was Jimmy: sometimes we both were but Janis: yeah Janis: it's all new to me Janis: not having these convos with her or the like either am i Jimmy: that probably shouldn't make me feel how it does Jimmy: like you should, you can but Janis: as long as it makes you feel 🥇 then that's what I want Janis: she wouldn't get it anyway, she has said as much, not that I asked but Jimmy: just this once, not mad she's a letdown Janis: yeah? Jimmy: maybe Janis: whaddya mean maybe Jimmy: alright, yeah Jimmy: you know I like chatting to you Janis: glad you do Janis: dunno why Jimmy: do you not? Janis: no Jimmy: you're a good listener for one thing Jimmy: & make me laugh when things are shit, like I said Jimmy: you don't make me feel like I'm Jimmy: actually 🎻🎻🎻 Janis: 'cos you ain't Jimmy: just 💔 for my 🎨 like Jimmy: nowt else Janis: duh Janis: what's really important here, like Jimmy: you are Janis: you Jimmy: us then Janis: wish I was better at talking Janis: there's so much you deserve to hear Jimmy: shhh Jimmy: I don't want you to be no different Janis: not even slightly bigger tits or something Jimmy: [again lols] Janis: 😍😍😍 Jimmy: 💕 Janis: you're perfect though Jimmy: you're pissed though Janis: take the compliment Janis: and I'll tell you in the morning Jimmy: we don't have to go nowhere, do we Jimmy: we can just Janis: stay Janis: please Jimmy: I ain't going anywhere you ain't too, I said Janis: then we're staying in bed all day Janis: not just 'cos I'm pissed, tah Jimmy: you ain't that bad Jimmy: for a pisshead Jimmy: your sister is smashed out of her head though which serves you well for a comparison Janis: hm she was before she was even ready, that was literal hours ago Jimmy: 'course she was Jimmy: that white girl wasted bollocks, I remember Janis: you really listen Jimmy: not gonna listen to myself chat shit instead am I Janis: i like what you chat Janis: sometimes Jimmy: can we make Grace have a dry month of may? we'd all like that Janis: at least there's something else for us to all blame when she's twatted Jimmy: 😂 Janis: make me feel like a better person Jimmy: don't make it sound like such a challenge Jimmy: you're the best person in this shithole of a town Janis: it's my fault Jimmy: nah Janis: don't care just make me forget Jimmy: [kisses her 'cause challenge always accepted] Janis: that's Janis: you're so perfect Janis: perfect perfect perfect Jimmy: [has to kiss her more so I don't say it goddamn] Janis: more Jimmy: [does 'cause might as well at this point kids] Janis: just preparing her for the doubledate Jimmy: & me Jimmy: I'm gonna need more than that to get through it Janis: touching me up under the table, I remember Janis: oh no that was family dinner Janis: same rules or Jimmy: I reckon we can do better Jimmy: fancy restaurants gotta have really decent bathrooms Janis: 😭 we didn't get to go shopping Janis: this day is a million years long Jimmy: I'll take you, baby Jimmy: just not tomorrow Janis: we got time Jimmy: the CG have done us a top favor Janis: feels it Jimmy: good news, I told you Janis: I'll allow it Jimmy: 👍 Janis: gonna train you and this dog Janis: just you wait Jimmy: me? Jimmy: bit rude Jimmy: I'm 🥇 already Janis: 😏 Janis: just saying, very demanding Jimmy: [kisses her 'cause likewise & like pushes her up against the nearest wall or whatever idk where they've made it to 'cause gotta prove that 🥇 status] Jimmy: yeah? Janis: [Tugs at his/her clothes appreciatively, exposing more skin to touch and kiss and bite, she nods] Jimmy: [just having a full blown moment so I hope Pablo doesn't pop up like back in the day lol] Janis: [Grace probably needs to interrupt but wraps her legs around his waist pulling him even closer 'cos no chill] Jimmy: [I'm just shamelessly letting this happen 'cause what a day even though he's already touching her everywhere he can before it's just OBSCENE take it down a notch lads but don't god bless] Janis: I want you Jimmy: you have me Janis: fuck Janis: I Jimmy: me too Jimmy: whatever you're gonna say Jimmy: I just Janis: this feels so Janis: I don't just mean Janis: like Janis: shit Jimmy: you don't have to Jimmy: I get it Janis: all of it Janis: yeah Janis: for you too Jimmy: all of it Jimmy: yeah Janis: [kisses him hard 'cos what else you gonna do but say it and shh] Jimmy: [Grace interruption so we don't all die] Janis: there it is Janis: she's gonna be fuming she got puke on that dress Jimmy: I'm fuming we can't just leave her here Janis: really shit the bed with you Janis: not gonna tuck her in now are you Jimmy: not unless she wants me to puke on her Jimmy: grim that was Jimmy: I feel Janis: baby Janis: you squeamish? Jimmy: shut up Janis: keep it together, not carrying you both home Jimmy: [is clearly looking like he could also vom 'cause same boy it gets me too] Jimmy: 💪 Janis: poor boy Janis: go ahead and go to my room Janis: i'll deal with her Jimmy: that ain't what you said Jimmy: if you murder her let me know so I can think of a decent lie Janis: yeah well you might actually 💀if she tries to drag you into bed with her now Janis: and you better mean for me 'cos I'm saving you here, return the favour Jimmy: I just need a sec Jimmy: I'm alright Jimmy: [isn't] Janis: go Janis: lie down Janis: just don't fall asleep or i'll be so mad Jimmy: you know I ain't tired Jimmy: not right now Janis: i know what you lads are like when you've had a few too many Janis: 💔 Jimmy: do you? Janis: how rude Janis: didn't live under a rock 'til you found me, like Jimmy: I get it, that's why you were a virgin Jimmy: lads, sort it out Janis: that's even more shaming than the actual Janis: just getting passed out on constantly like not again Jimmy: 🎻🎻🎻 Jimmy: chat to Mia I bet she understands Jimmy: done & been done to Janis: easier to devour when she ain't gotta subdue 'em Janis: fuck knows she ain't got those kinda moves Jimmy: Hang on, I'll ask Gracie Jimmy: get that #insider scoop Janis: the ✂ must've been a real letdown Janis: start a fire with those twig legs Janis: not in a sexy way Jimmy: 😂 Janis: such a cunt Jimmy: I'll ship her where I came from Jimmy: don't have gays in the north Janis: bullshit Janis: even your football teams sound like gay clubs Jimmy: illegal it is Jimmy: gotta repress that shit til you 💀 Janis: explains why you're so highkey about barry #forbiddenlove Janis: all the rage 'round here too, like Jimmy: #romeo&julietwho Jimmy: & why we got so many footie teams Jimmy: & factories Janis: what's better than guys being dudes Jimmy: no homo though lads Jimmy: never that Janis: 😂 nah, ot weird you'd rather be at the pub with your mates and NEVER see your missus Janis: #justmanlymanthings Jimmy: maybe it's why my dad's so angry Jimmy: & my mum isn't about Jimmy: solved it Janis: could be, scoob Janis: had many 'uncles' that aren't actually your uncles? Jimmy: he's had more 'girlfriends' than I've had hot dinners so Jimmy: something to prove? I reckon Janis: too busy with the 'ladies' to make 'em Janis: bond with her over being a beard, that'll be nice Jimmy: 👍 Janis: if you're actually gay i will kill you Janis: #nohomophobia Jimmy: I told you Jimmy: not so far Jimmy: now I'm away from the north owt could happen Janis: just fit in another girlfriend before your big gay coming out alright Janis: my rep can't deal with being the one that turns you Jimmy: do my best Jimmy: Whelan's bound to come through with a stop gap girlfriend for me to protect you Jimmy: crawling with my #type Janis: exactly Janis: and some of those trims are pretty severe, jus' sayin' Janis: last ammendment to the deal, I swear Jimmy: I'd give Mia the honors for her rep dent but I can't fake that for a second Jimmy: boyish figure or nah Jimmy: actually would be sick Jimmy: & not in a #bonding way Janis: there's boyish then there's starving african child Janis: you gotta be fucked yourself to ignore that Janis: it can't be nice Jimmy: don't I'm lightheaded Janis: #lightweight you mean Jimmy: if you're chatting 'bout yourself Janis: featherweight baby 🥊 Jimmy: I can drink you under the table & have Janis: only 'cos I let you Jimmy: bollocks Jimmy: any time & place Janis: bring it, boy Jimmy: double date night Jimmy: prove yourself or me right Janis: I'm always right Janis: so Jimmy: easy to say Jimmy: make it true Janis: 💪 Jimmy: 🏆 Jimmy: & come here Jimmy: I miss you Janis: [does, Grace is lucky she ain't been literally dropped at this point lads] Janis: you don't have to miss me Jimmy: but I do Janis: I'm all yours Janis: five minutes to get rid of her Jimmy: if I give you a hand it's 2 & a half Jimmy: come on Janis: 💕 such a good Dad Jimmy: piss off Jimmy: I'm a selfish dickhead, remember Jimmy: keep up Janis: perfect candidate then init Jimmy: 💕 Janis: not my way of saying I'm trapping you, don't worry Janis: save the 💔 attack Jimmy: do I look worried Jimmy: [is looking at her like 😍 kill me] Janis: [has to ignore that but like clearly dying] Janis: just your face, can't tell, tbh Jimmy: 💔💔 Jimmy: so brutal you Janis: says you Janis: no business making jokes like that whilst being so Jimmy: you're looking like that Jimmy: & telling me Jimmy: piss off Janis: you don't want me to really Jimmy: I really just want Jimmy: what? Janis: you want Janis: no Janis: you need me Jimmy: do I? Jimmy: [literally looking at her in so many sexy ways fuck me up] Janis: [makes noise without even touching like bye] Janis: yes Janis: badly Jimmy: maybe you're right Jimmy: just for right now Janis: right for right now works for me Jimmy: still gonna outdrink you but Janis: maybe under the table is where i wanna be Jimmy: & maybe I really wanna taste you first Jimmy: before Janis: let me win then Janis: just this once Jimmy: I'll let you do anything Jimmy: just this once Janis: don't say that Jimmy: go on Janis: Jimmy Jimmy: I said, go on Janis: [clasps around his neck and is whispering in his ear, voice strained 'cos help, 'there's so much I wanna do I don't know where to begin or how to'] Jimmy: [kisses her 'cos they a team bitch] Jimmy: let me help you then Janis: you're the best Janis: taste me like you really wanna Jimmy: [does 'cause no chill] Janis: is it Janis: it feels Janis: tell me how it is Jimmy: like Jimmy: I don't have no words for how Jimmy: fucking Janis: you're showing me Janis: if it's even half how you're making me Janis: then Jimmy: you're never half Jimmy: you're Janis: that Janis: when you just did that with your Janis: how did you Janis: fuck me Jimmy: [does it again 'cause forever that bitch obviously] Janis: [holding onto his hair] Janis: you can't Janis: this is Jimmy: I can't stop Jimmy: you know I can't Janis: but baby Janis: i'm gonna Jimmy: [keeps going 'cause that's the only 👍 we need lads] Janis: tell me it's okay Jimmy: [says it out loud 'cause again no chill where even are you two why don't you care?] Janis: [honestly let's hope you got Grace in the door and no one is lurking] Janis: you want me to don't you Jimmy: [enthusiastically shows her that he does want her to] Janis: [thank God she ain't  with it enough to remember how loud this is] Janis: you're making me Janis: right here Janis: where even Janis: who even Janis: don't care Jimmy: it's alright Jimmy: I promise Janis: I trust you Janis: I wanna Janis: want to do this Jimmy: [carries on 'cause same] Janis: I wanna say your name 'til it stops making sense Jimmy: [tells her out loud that she should 'cause he's about it lbr] Janis: [does] Jimmy: [very happy responses to this] Janis: I wanna make you make more sounds Janis: [pulls down so she's on top, sat on his lap how they do but you know] Jimmy: [gets more sounds for that obvs] Janis: Good boy Jimmy: fuck Janis: Let me take care of you, baby Janis: [pushes him so he's laying back fully] Janis: relax Jimmy: I Jimmy: here then Janis: right here Janis: right now Janis: you said Jimmy: I did say Jimmy: alright Janis: you want it don't you Jimmy: [is loud 'cause yeah they got no chill & they aren't bothered] Janis: [goes harder 'cos that's a yes] Jimmy: [says her name 'cause that's many things] Janis: you know what it does to me Janis: when you say my name Janis: [shows him] Jimmy: [says it more 'cause he does know & is living for it bye] Janis: Jimmy are you gonna cum for me Jimmy: are you? Janis: you know I am Janis: I wanna make you right here Jimmy: so go on Jimmy: you know you can Jimmy: you are Janis: [goes all in like you know someone could walk in any moment yeah] Jimmy: [is being loud as if they aren't just doing this in a Cali house hallway 'cause damn] Janis: don't stop Jimmy: you don't Janis: promise Jimmy: [doesn't stop] Janis: stay Janis: for a bit Janis: okay Jimmy: okay Janis: I know you have to Janis: but Janis: want to Janis: least with me Jimmy: Baby Jimmy: I do want to Janis: okay Jimmy: [promises out loud 'cause he does want to] Janis: [kisses him 'til they finish 'cos shh] Jimmy: shit Janis: yeah Janis: that Jimmy: help me up Janis: [does] Janis: tempting as it is to have you all helpless, like Janis: you're too cute Jimmy: [gives her a little hug for a bit cos he's an affectionate soft boy] Jimmy: you Janis: you Jimmy: [hand holding for Winnie boy & also 'cause you can't stay here for ever get in that basement] Janis: 💕 Jimmy: 😍 Janis: you're gonna make me fall for you you know Jimmy: I should've warned you Jimmy: bit rude Janis: tbh Jimmy: it ain't too late Jimmy: there you are Jimmy: warned Janis: 😑 Janis: hmm Jimmy: what's that face for? Janis: tryna get out of the lawsuit Janis: not gonna work Jimmy: you're rich Jimmy: easy Janis: i'm suing you Janis: silly Jimmy: nah you can't Jimmy: this face? Janis: that's why you're getting sued Janis: you didn't warn me and it's all your fault Jimmy: no jury's having it Jimmy: right there in writing Jimmy: just did Janis: nuuh Janis: too late you don't get to decide Jimmy: if you love me you can't sue me Jimmy: come on Janis: maybe we can settle this outta court Janis: if you compensate me Jimmy: I'm just a poor boy Jimmy: but maybe Janis: work something out Jimmy: [picks her up and spins her round before kissing her 'cause cute nerd but boy you the same height & she's stronger than you, be careful] Janis: what was that for Jimmy: you're a nerd Jimmy: & I like you Janis: you too and me too Jimmy: 1. nah I'm 😎 Jimmy: 2. you love me Janis: minor details Jimmy: 💕 Jimmy: you're so Janis: drunk? Janis: you forgetting grace Jimmy: yeah but Jimmy: not what I was gonna say Janis: you aren't gonna say it Janis: but that's okay Jimmy: don't challenge me Janis: I ain't Janis: only say what you wanna Jimmy: I just want you to know that Jimmy: you really fucking turned this day 'round Janis: good Janis: that makes me happy Janis: not 'cos it was shit to begin with or anything but Jimmy: [touches his eyebrow like he forgot about the whole thing] Jimmy: it don't hurt now Jimmy: & I don't feel shit Jimmy: anymore Janis: [moves his fingers, kissing the tips and then kissing where the cut is, very carefully] Janis: it's alright if it does or you do, not a one time offer of looking after you, you know Jimmy: [has to kiss her 'cause can't handle how fucking gentle that is, good day] Jimmy: how long? Janis: long as you're here Jimmy: but you know I can't stay Jimmy: not after tomorrow Janis: but I mean here like Janis: this town here Jimmy: & if I have to leave then it was just fake anyway, yeah Jimmy: that's what we're gonna say Jimmy: to each other Janis: you won't say nothing to me Janis: you'll just go Jimmy: no warning Jimmy: exactly Janis: yeah Jimmy: that's what people do Jimmy: so I can Jimmy: easy Janis: you will Jimmy: yeah Jimmy: like I was never here Janis: nah Janis: maybe for you, if you're lucky Janis: i don't know how that side works Jimmy: I don't reckon you feel lucky Jimmy: if you Jimmy: if you feel anything Janis: probably not Janis: but Janis: can pretend Jimmy: I told you, I don't want to pretend Jimmy: you're my real girlfriend so Janis: you don't have to Janis: people do, to make themselves feel better, that's all Jimmy: it don't Janis: I know Janis: for the benefit of everyone else Janis: playing to the audience Jimmy: don't do it Jimmy: okay Jimmy: just Janis: miss you forever? Jimmy: don't miss me ever Jimmy: you don't have to Jimmy: wherever I am Jimmy: I wanna be here Janis: I Janis: I'll try Janis: okay Jimmy: I Jimmy: Janis Jimmy: I'm Janis: Come on Janis: let's get in bed and just Janis: hold Janis: for a bit Jimmy: [holds onto her as they actually do walk finally 'cause loves it] Jimmy: alright

[yjminseok-blog]

FACECLAIM: Kim Taehyung + V + Idol. CHARACTER NAME: Lee Minseok PRONOUNS: he/him. GENDER: cismale. AGE/BIRTHDAY: 23. February 15th ZODIAC SIGN:  aquarius sun + leo moon ROOM: haean building - 1e.

hey!! im lore resident gg elitist and this is my shitty robot building kid. if u wanna plot please message me on the discord? :smirk: ( PatheticGirl43#6578 ) 

POSITIVE TRAITS: passionate, bold, goofy, extroverted, honest NEGATIVE TRAITS: reckless, fickle, overconfident, loud, stubborn OCCUPATION: apple in the codex galleria / etsy store owner for his useless robots SONG THAT DESCRIBES THEM: moderation by florence and the machine HOW LONG HAVE THEY LIVED AT THE YUJAEN?: three months FOUR MUSE AESTHETICS: lucky charms with only marshmallows, scattered nuts and bolts, empty diet coke cans, ugly patterned shirts

BIO ( kind of ) 

minseok used to be in computer science in university, his family runs a business that offers firewalls and online protection to some of the biggest companies in the world. he ended up dropping out and his parents cut off his money because of it. he now works at apple and jailbreaks iPhones in the parking lot to make some extra cash.

he makes terrible robots, you know the kind that are supposed to pour your milk into cereal for you but miss and just pour it on the table, a power drill with toilet paper meant to wipe for you but just unspools the entire roll, an alarm clock with a hand on it that just slaps you in the face. some of them are a bit more practical than others… but not by much. he’s always been interested in engineering and not what his family was up too.

hes a massive prankster, was one in high school and it still persists into his adult life and now that he has the dumb robots. it comes across even more.

he has a shitty bike that he uses to get around everywhere, he’s never driven a day in his life, one time someone stole his bike wheel and all he had was a skateboard to get around and skateboarded into work.

homemade beyblades that are actually dangerous because they’re made out of real metal, yugioh cards, old terrible movies that the general public thinks are bad, parties, being out in the middle of the night acting like a hooligan, coffee at 6 am after no sleep, not caring, being an airhead despise how he used to be an honour student.  cant cook just eats instant ramen, mac and cheese and 7/11 food.

got a marble stuck up his nose once because someone told him he couldnt.

chaotic

i have a pinterest board if ur interested! x

Wanted connections:

an ex any gender is fine. id like if i could have maybe one that is good terms and one that definitely ended on a more messy note. i have no problem with minseok being the dickhead of the relationship or if you have something that you need filled in the respect of an ex. lemme know!

a childhood friend i really want someone who grew up with minseok. just someone who was like there through it all. they probably got into a lot of trouble together in school. maybe they met in detention once? wouldn’t that be funny. pulled pranks together.

a former classmate from when he went to university. maybe he bought answers from them. maybe they stole answers off him because he wasn’t terrible in school. he just slacked off because he didn’t care about computer science and wanted to do other things.

bought a really bad robot from his etsy store. maybe the lipstick one that misses your mouth entirely. or the beer pourer that pours it on your table and then tries to bring it to your mouth but it just dumps it on you because it goes too quickly. or he jailbroke their iPhone in the parking lot for a little cash and they just kind of hit it off from there.

maybe he made a really shitty battle bot with them. or they like did some weird shit like battled beyblades or something like that. just goofy shit!

party mates. or people that he hangs out with. minseok loves to party - he loves to be the life of the party. so when he gets drunk he does what he can to have fun and make sure everyone else does. these could just be his regular friends they don’t always have to get drunk. he just loves to go out maybe there is an all night arcade that they go to a lot. he’s competitive.

hookups. i do want an awkward one where maybe he shook their hand once afterwards because he didn’t know how to talk to them. but also some regular hookups and just yeah. you know how it be.

someone who’s annoyed with him. just find him grating. he tends to be very over the top and intense he’s so much of a goof and doesn’t seem to care about anything and that can be super off-putting to people.

anything? we just going rn. 

#yj:intro #「 — ☾ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏғ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ. 」

[sarahanneborrello]

she’s different looking

For the entirety of my life, I can honestly say, (and this is going to be a trite blog post- you’ve been warned)- I’ve never felt like one of the pretty girls. 

This is a stale and extremely tired conversation. Well aware. And I’m only having it with myself because I’ve been really struggling with it lately. I’m only as narcissistic as the next artist. I’d say I’m on the moderate side with that. But lately, I have felt so hideous, that leaving my studio apartment (or cleaning it) has actually induced small anxiety attacks and real tears. I haven’t been going to shows, or making many plans, or buying groceries. Maybe this is all happening because I’ve been listening to too much f*cking Portishead. 

When I was young I always hated my face. I was happiest in costumes, or being silly and over the top characters. I knew I’d never be the beautiful princess in the play, so I made sure I was the funny, highly evolved sidekick, or the dark and brooding villain that had weird sex appeal. I could always identify with those characters. I thought them to have more depth. It’s stupid to assume that physically attractive people have less depth, I know. But that’s how I’ve survived the past 28 years. I know I post pictures of myself on my Instagram like every other insecure ham on there, and I know I wait with baited breath to see if anyone says anything really sweet to me. 

The feelings I have lately that have turned me into a recluse, are that my looks are actually going to be the key factor that keeps me from having a big career. It’s always been a worry. I’ve gone through more hair colors, clothing choices, and bullshit trends than I can even recall. I’ve been addicted to diet pills, tried every fad diet, stints with an eating disorder, I know I’m not alone in all of this. It’s just something I’m fixating on. I’m gunna crack it. And being completely unabashedly transparent with a bunch of strangers/acquaintances seems to be the way I deal with all of my problems so here we are. I will never forget the time a producer told me, “You don’t look like a star.” ( total douche hammer anyway )

Now, I have in fact felt beautiful and sexy before MANY TIMES. MANY MANY TIMES. That’s entirely different. But this whole pretty thing. bleh. I remember always feeling like I was basically a massive nose with a neck for most of elementary school. And then when puberty hit I always thought I looked more like a creature of some sort. An ogre or gremlin or something. Dull hair, bad skin, uneven lips, weird shaped teeth, a crooked jaw, pale with freckles everywhere, thick body hair, and big legs. I just always wanted to switch with somebody. And what A DUMB THING TO WANT. Because my lineage is amazing. I’m Italian, Portuguese, French, French Canadian, Norwegien, and Irish. My mother is beautiful. My father is handsome. I look like them. A weird mix of the two with some other things. But I’m so lucky to look like them. Yeh, I’d love to have a tiny little button nose and a big pouty top lip. I’d love to have perfect olive skin and long natural, healthy hair that doesn’t fall out in clumps. BUT GUESS WHAT. I’m not that. And I have developed a pretty great personality being whatever it is that I am. I think!? And I’ve built an entire brand around sticking out my tongue, being sweaty, loud, audacious, and flipping off the camera- because if I sat and tried to be the model kind of sexy, or left humor or anger out of images of myself, it would never work. It just would not. I’ve tried and it’s a lost cause. 

Despite feeling homely and disgusting, I’ve always scored quite attractive dudes, which I totally owe, I think, to my winning personality, not to mention a fat ass that won’t quit- but that’s besides the point. I digress- Today, I wish I was cast as the princess in the damn play. And I’ll probably cry about it. I am aware of this all being wayyyy surface level. I just wish I was pretty haha. But f*ck being pretty. I get to be the VILLAIN WITH A SICK STORY LINE AND A WAY COOLER ARCH WHO IS ACTUALLY BEAUTIFUL AND MOSTLY MISUNDERSTOOD AND BECAME A VILLAIN OUT OF THE WORLD BEING CRUEL AND SHALLOW ANYWAY! - phew.

PS: I went on birth control 3 weeks ago after being off of it for 2 years and this is all coming out because my hormones are literally the friggin KRAKEN rn. Okay. Thanks guys. Going back into my cave now. 

[xicarcalii]

(Y/N)’s Big Day (Billy Hargrove x Reader) Part One

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x (Female) Reader

Summary: Today is (Y/N) and Nathan’s big day. However, Billy shows up to ruin the fun. He wants to admit his feelings once and for all before his person gets hitched to some rich, snot nose, pretty boy. (Billy’s description not mine). If things don’t go as planned will Billy, Steve, Tommy H. and their irrelevant friend Chris have to sabotage it??? I THINK SOOOOO. 

Note: Carol really isn't a bitch in this fic. I wanted to explore with the characters a bit. How would Tommy and Carol act around their best friends in 5 years? There are a ton of OTP shit in here and scenes from my fav movies and shows all put together for inspiration so i could finish this damn thing before Monday. If there are any error’s, ill just fix those babies later. I’m too tired rn. 

+ + +

February 21st, 1989

A few hours from now, you would either be the happiest person on the face of the earth, or you’ll be in a home for the abnormally gifted (a nut house for crazy people) by the amount of anxiety. It was 7:30 AM. You had arrived to the church 48 minutes ago, filled with excitement and happily anticipating the impending marriage to Nathan Hurley. 

“That is the third time Steve has run by the doorway in the last twenty minutes. What is he doing? He should be in here, standing still and keeping me from freaking out!” You hissed. Meredith let out a chuckle, crossing her left leg over her right as she sat on the arm of one of the couches. 

“Just breathe, (Y/N). You look amazing!” She smiled. 

Just breathe. Jeez, Mer, I never thought of that, you thought. You stood in front of the mirror, smoothing out the few wrinkles that were still in your dress.

Overall you were pleased, to say the least at the dress you had picked out. It was a frigid day in 1989, when you walked into the department store downtown to buy a wedding dress. It was immediately clear that you had a problem. All the gowns on display were designed for summer, made of light material, like organdy and dotted Swiss. You were getting married in a month and you needed something heavy and seasonal—and you needed it now. Finally, a frustrated saleswoman pointed you towards the sale rack, in other words, toward the reject winter wedding dresses that did not sell the year before. You called it sheer luck. You had found exactly what you were looking for. It was an ivory satin and Chantilly lace, with a six-foot train—at an incredible bargain price of only $800. You let out a small sigh, glancing up at your hair that had been put up in loose curls, soon looking over your face, and the decent amount of make-up you had plastered on it.

Exactly 15 seconds ago, Carol took both your hands and congratulated you on planning the perfect wedding. She asked how you were doing and part of you wanted to go berserk and bounce. But, you couldn’t lose your cool. So, what do you tell the young woman you chose as your “maid of honor” and “best friend” as she stood before you, smiling sheepishly, while all your dreams of a peaceful and simple marriage ceremony mutate into something you would wish on anyone else, but you? You only shrugged. You weren’t sure what the hell you were doing anymore.

“Look, (Y/N), It’s okay to be nervous. But nothing can go wrong. All you have to do, is go out there, get married, and I will do the rest, okay?” She gave you a reassuring smile, you giving her one in return as you nodded your head. 

You were so focused on Carol trying to calm your nerves, you barely listened to the door opening. 

“Billy!” a flustered Carol yelled as other bridesmaids in the room gasped. Billy stopped half way through the threshold; eyes automatically locked on your figure. You peered over Carol’s shoulder with growing fear in your eyes, watching as a small genuine smile grew on the man’s face. You still looked the same, even though it had been 5 years since he’d last seen you. He smiled as another old friend, Carol walked over to Billy, “Get out!” She demanded.

Billy cleared his throat, apologizing for staring a little too long. “Well, this isn’t the bathroom.” Carol rolled her eyes; scoffing as she pushed him out of the room. “Get out! Get out!” He quickly threw his hands up in defense, walking backwards to exit. But, not before getting one more glimpse of you, before she slammed the door behind him.

+ + +

Billy had run all over kingdom come when he had finally found Tommy and Chris; who were standing by a table in the reception hall, talking while nursing a glass of champagne. 

“Guys, guys, shut up and listen to me-it’s (Y/N). She doesn’t want to get married.” The two men gave Billy wide eyed looks before responding.

“Damn.”

“What happened?”

Billy walked over to the two men, “Well…” He stammered and then pushed the rest out in a gush. “Her exact words were: “I don’t want to marry Nathan, but my entire family is here and I can’t back out now. Please, Billy as my best friend, help me.” 

Tommy flicked his brows up, “What’d Carol say?” Billy shook his head, “Well, Carol didn’t hear it-(Y/N) told me with her eyes.” 

Both, Tommy and Chris took a minute to think about what their friend had just told them. Concluding that all of this information was bullshit. 

“Okay, so nothing happened then.” Tommy shrugged. Followed by Chris saying, “Cool, so she’s marrying Nate.”

Billy stuffed his hands into the pockets as he scowled over his shoulder, “No, guys, I know (Y/N)-I know her looks, okay? She doesn’t want to do this.”

“Billy, why the hell were you back there!?” Carol lunged forward, gripping the man tightly by the shoulder to spin him around. “I need to know, Hargrove.” She gripped him even more firmly and stared at him hard in the eye.

“(Y/N)’s backing out of the wedding.” Carol’s eyes widened, “What?”

“It’s true. She told me.”

“With her eyes.” Tommy pointed out. Carol snorted before taking her hand off Billy’s shoulder. “Oh, my god. I thought you were talking about something real. Billy! The weddings happening-let her go, pea brain.”

“Look, Carol, I’m telling you this as (Y/N)’s best friend and nothing more.” Carol shook her head, “Billy, your wrong. (Y/N) loves Nathan-I know that because I know her better than you do. Plus, if you were her best friend, you would’ve stayed. God, you are so selfish. Why can’t you just be happy for her?”

“Your wrong!” Billy yelled but then lowered his voice – “Your wrong, I am happy for her. If this was what she wanted, I would leave this wedding alone-but it’s not, so i cant.”

“Hargrove, listen up and listen good. You are not to talk to (Y/N), you are not to look (Y/N), and you are not to have eye conversations with her. Or I will bust you. Hard.” Carol sneered. With one flick of her hair, the girl was gone. 

Billy ran his fingers through his cut curls, letting out a groan. Tommy furrowed a brow, pressing on with the conversation once his girlfriend had left. 

“Well, what are you gonna do?” Billy dropped his hands to his sides; letting out a deflating sigh. Nodding, he pursed his lips together, “I’m gonna tell her… and if that shit doesn’t go over smoothly between the two of us-Max told me Harrington doesn’t like the jackass, so maybe we can stop this whole shit wedding from happening. We all know she’s too good for him. She deserves better.”

“Okay, hold up,” Chris began, gulping down the rest of his champagne,” let’s say you do tell (Y/N) how you feel, and she feels the same way, then what?”

“What do you think? I’m gonna grab my girl, get the hell out of this shit hole and were gonna settle back in California.”

“What about Mindy?” Tommy asked. Billy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, “She’s not (Y/N), Tommy.”

“Alright, man I get it,” Tommy nodded, beginning to chuckle, “but, if by any means, you and Harrington try and sabotage this wedding because all this shit between the two of you doesn’t go as planned-I want in.”

Chris nodded in agreement, “Yeah, fuck it, me too.”

Billy glanced between the two, giving them both a mischievous grin as he walked away to tell you he loved you.

+ + +

You hiked up the massive skirt on your dress and tiptoed to the doorway, glancing out into the hall. Your mom was huddled at the door with Tyler, the best man. Guests and parents were seated in pews. The lilies and orange blossoms filled the building. You looked to the front of the church only to see Nathan. Even though you two had agreed not to see each other before the ceremony, you couldn’t help but stare. He was wringing his hands and his eyes were searching everywhere but in the direction of the aisle you would be walking down. Everything was as you dreamed, well – almost. 

Your eyes kept searching for Billy though. It was a lot harder to spot him now without that damn mullet. Where is he? Maybe Nate is nervous because of Billy? Why is he here in the first place, Max probably told him? Maybe Tommy? These things played out in the back of your mind like a broken record.

You didn’t know, but even though you didn’t see Billy-he saw you. He pushed through the crowd, edging his way toward you. You never noticed him as he fished his way through the jovial gathering. Billy felt as if he were floating as he closed the gap between you and himself. Grabbing you by the wrist, he pulled you aside. 

“Billy,” you breathed. Your shock was quickly replaced with bemusement.

“What the hell are you doing here,” you asked. Billy frowned and grabbed you by the elbow, leading you back into the room, quickly shutting the door.

“No, (Y/N). What the hell are you doing here?” Your mind was reeling as you stared up at him with disbelief. You had avoided all his calls for months-years even, and you had intended to keep it that way. Any attempt that he would try to make and weasel his way back in was easily ignored. It was your wedding. Every excuse you could muster to avoid him was utilized.

“What do you mean?” Your voice was smaller than you had intended. You wanted to yell at him, but perhaps you were too stunned. He had decided to corner you 20 minutes before the ceremony to let you know. You stared at him, trying to work up the anger to smack him, but the look in his eyes quelled your rage. He took your hand into his own, and you inhaled a deep breath. The touch was unwarranted, and its effect unwanted. 

“I love you,” he said simply. Your eyes met his, and his somber expression bore through your soul. “You left me,” you reminded him, tugging your hand back. Sanity returned as the feeling faded from your body, and your resolve hardened. “It’s been 5 years, Billy. Are you crazy? You wait until now to tell me you love me?”

“I’ve been trying to tell you ever since I got to California! You’ve been blowing me off ever since,” he accused, his brow furrowed. “This was the only way I could get your attention for more than ten seconds.” You bit your lower lip, glaring up at him. “Okay, Billy. You want my attention? You have it. I’ll give you twenty seconds to tell me how you’re going to fix this!” You spat, glad to see your temper had finally decided to join the conversation. He glared back at you though. “I’m done trying to talk to you!” he exclaimed, stepping uncomfortably close.

Your eyes widened, and you threw my hands up in protest immediately. It was too late though. He held you close, and you were always helpless against his lips. The excitement tearing through your body almost took over, but you managed to push against his chest in protest. When he didn’t budge, his lips settled in place and defeat consumed you. Your heart was pounding faster than it had in years, and as much as you wanted to deny it, the charge between the two of you was always tangible. You found yourself opening your mouth to him, and it only took a second before he eagerly accepted the invitation. Your mind was screaming for you to stop this, but the electricity flowing through couldn’t be ignored as you kissed him back. When he finally pulled back, you were stunned. Disappointed, even. His eyes were dancing victoriously as they met yours, and you had no words to offer him. You were paralyzed under his gaze after the heated moment, just like how the two of you were back in high school.

“Don’t marry him,” he whispered, his eyes pleading as they met yours, “I always have loved you. You can’t marry that asshole and if you do, I can’t watch. You deserve better. Marry me, (Y/N). I know you want too.”

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[uniformbravo]

god free! is such a dumb goofy series i love it like shit gets real sometimes but when it comes down to it it’s just a bunch of dumb goofy teens living their lives together?? i have compiled a list of my favorite examples from s1

makoto: *enters haru’s house uninvited, walks right into the bathroom while haru’s in the bath, presumably naked* hey haru: ....................................hey LIKe he just.... Accepts that this is happening, theres like a solid like 2 seconds of him just staring at makoto like he’s debating within himself whether to Say It or not before almost tangibly going “fuck it” & just going along w/ it*

haru & makoto & nagisa going “is it really okay to dig up our old trophy if rin isn’t here? idk it just feels wrong w/o him” only to find out that rin not only beat them there but also fucking just went ahead and dug it up by himself hfjdkjgd

haru having some kind of sixth sense for sugar apparently??? when nagisa throws “salt” on them he like tenses up all dramatic & goes “this isnt salt........................ it’s sugar” like ok????? just gonna let that one go i guess

rin having sharp teeth for absolutely no fucking reason

haru & rin not noticing the fucking pool they're about to race in is empty????

haru straight up rejecting their encounter with rin & trying to convince himself they all hallucinated him like huh? what? rin?? haha impossible he’s in australia there’s no way he couldve been at the swim club last night. no theres no such thing as airplanes he’s gone forever. yes im sure

rin going back to the old swim club again bc the first time his melodramatic brooding was interrupted by those old elementary school Goons showing up so he needed a do-over

nagisa skinny dipping in samezuka’s pool??? an apparently prestigious competitive swimming powerhouse that trains up future professional gold medalists, reigning champions of interhigh swim meets near and far in that same water & nagisa just jumps the fuck in dick out no fucks to give whatsoever???? this bitch

haru literally only showing up to both the old swim club and samezuka academy for the pools, it’s literally the equivalent of college students showing up to any given event for free food (and the fact that they had to break in both times, these Rowdy-Ass Teens)

rin showing up just in time to interrupt their illicit pool activities bc he Sensed Them

haru wearing his swimsuit under his clothes literally everywhere despite reportedly not having actually swum since middle school (except for in the ocean during summer, but it’s like the middle of spring rn?? is he just doing this in way advanced preparation? is this the equivalent of people who start posting abt halloween in july)

gou showing up to haru’s house bc apparently she just Knows where he lives (also haru hearing the doorbell & immediately submerging his head in the bath bc he’d rather drown than have to answer the door #relatable)

rei calling haru “haru-chan-san” upon first meeting him bc “haru-chan” is what nagisa has been referring to him as so that’s his sole point of reference but he also has to add his own honorific too bc come on

haru being instantly pissed at this random new fuck for calling him not only -chan, his Least favorite honorific, but now -san on top of it too??? Outrageous (and this is the same guy who reportedly “hates water,” a completely unacceptable sentiment that should under no circumstances be allowed anywhere near their team in the first place- honestly from haru’s pov it’s like “oh so this is the guy who hates water huh, this hot shit” & then the hot shit’s all “you must be haru-chan-san” he probably just immediately sees red ghdjsjf)

nagisa’s whole “we need this guy bc he has a girly name just like us it’s fate” thing even tho rei’s already in the track club doing pole vaulting that he’s obviously been training v hard to be able to do is such a stupid anime bullshit motivation & my favorite part of it is that their plan for recruiting him basically amounts to the whole gang of idiots showing up to all of rei’s practices and staring at him intensely from the corner until he joins them, like,,,, think of this from rei’s perspective he’s just minding his own business trying to perfect pole vaulting & these fuckers have fixated on him for no apparent reason? he can’t even swim???

rei going so far out of his way to avoid admitting to nagisa that he can’t swim that he comes up with this bullshit philosophy about “humans evolved from the water so why would we regress and get back into it??? Checkmate y’all are fucking idiots now leave me alone” (& also the effort & passion he puts into the delivery, the overdramatic gesturing hfhhddjf rei are u sure u don’t actually belong in the drama club)

after all that, rei up and deciding to leave the track team (even tho he literally structured his daily schedule around it, went running in the mornings & everything, read books n shit) to join the swim club bc haru just looked really, really cool while swimming that one time

haru legitimately having a hard time choosing between like 5 of the exact same swim suit

when they’re trying to figure out why rei can’t swim & haru’s like “the water doesn’t like him” & nagisa’s immediately like “poor rei-chan :(” like hfkglfkj he just Accepts

rei being so frustrated with his inability to swim that he blames it on his speedo & is very convinced that buying a new one will somehow solve all of his problems (& everyone else just going along w/ it like ok i guess it’s time to go swimsuit shopping then)

haru, the owner of the previously mentioned 5 identical swimsuits, joining in with everyone else to go shopping for even more swimsuits, and picking out another one that looks just fucking like the other 5 he already has

nagisa being told that he can’t put their ugly-ass bird mascot on the swim team uniform so he puts “secret iwatobi-chan” on the back of the shirt that will be hidden beneath the jacket as if that’s not Blatantly what he was told not to do (also the fact that anyone entrusted the handling of the uniforms to nagisa, the exact kind of person who would do exactly that kind of thing)

(ok this one isnt rly goofy but haru just bit his ice cream & im so intimidated rn??)

rin’s fucking 6th sense for haru again???? “smells like mackerel”????? i truly cannot handle this one (haru & company are looking in at samezuka’s practice through the window & rin’s just like “HUH what the fuck is that who’s there i smell Mackerel” like????? oh my fucking god)

amakata “we don’t have enough money for a training camp” miho renting herself and gou a room at a lodge on the beach?????? power move

this goddamn show having a fun ~spooky~ haunted house adventure right after everyone almost fucking Died

haru’s story about his “first love” being about a fucking waterfall igmgkdjkg

rin jogging on the beach the next morning & stopping by the tents like “who r these fuckin dumbasses camping right on the shoreline” & then he turns around and there’s haru & his band of swimming idiots

rin waiting in the hallway at the interhigh in case haru comes by so he can casually get up & have a Cool And Dramatic confrontation w/ him where he brags how he’s gonna beat him in their upcoming race (which, even better, he purposely entered himself at a lower skill level to be able to do while probably his whole team went “uhhhh are u sure abt this lmao we’re kind of trying to be the best here” & hes just like “yeah yeah its fine it’s gonna be so fucking cool just wait”)

haru apparently also having a Rin Sense where he just Feels that rin is there, watching him about to swim (although now that i think about it that bright red hair is probably a fuckin beacon, i bet literally everyone looked over at him the second he stepped out of that doorway- that and the massive aura of Teen Angst surrounding him at all times)

the whole thing with nagisa & rei’s operation at the summer festival to keep haru from seeing rin? first of all is v cute but they get so into it fjdhgkdj fucking dumb cute kids playing secret detective mission texting each other Classified Intel about the location of their targets while also trying to hide it from haru & makoto (who eventually find out bc nagisa is literally the worst liar ever while also already being the most suspect little shit out of all of them by nature)

rei getting so caught up in the detective shit that he ends up following rin out of the festival entirely & into town where the purpose of his pursuit in the first place is irrelevant bc haru’s not gonna suddenly happen upon rin at the elementary school?? rei is such a nosy bitch i love him

rei being such a nosy bitch that he inadvertently fixes the emotional turmoil that has been building between rin & the others unresolved for years

rin texting gou to get rei’s number bc he needs to have a Serious and Dramatic conversation w/ him but he didnt have the chance to exchange contact info the last time they yelled at each other behind the school

rin sitting alone in samezuka’s bus bc they banned him from swimming for being too obsessed w/ haru & he needs somewhere to Sulk

rin finding some random tree outside the swim meet & being like “this reminds me of that tree from elementary school” bc hes a nostalgic bitch like that

haru being able to find rin bc he saw the same tree earlier and went “wait, rin’s a nostalgic bitch, i know Exactly where the fuck he went” & Sure Enough

iwatobi getting themselves disqualified bc they wanted to swim w/ rin in an official race like??? i know it’s an emotional & satisfying moment but miho chewing them out for it afterward is so fucking funny like objectively this team was doing rly well & then suddenly went “u know what, we do what we want, this red guy is ours now” & the judges went “hmm............... no”

in the v last episode when theyre all just sitting in a classroom w/ rin having him pretend to introduce himself as if he were a transfer student like theres absolutely no reason for this, theyre just goofing off together and reconnecting after having lost each other for so many years & it’s so dumb & heartwarming & the perfect way to close off the season & im crying i really do love this show i love these characters so much what a dumb cute goofy heartfelt show aaaaaa free is a treasure

*from the very 1st point: i know there r cultural differences to take into account where it’s probably not as big a deal for makoto to walk in on haru’s bath time in japan as it would be in like, america & the real issue haru takes w/ this happening is that his one little place of refuge in a world w/o water is being breached by this annoyingly persistent guy who not only interrupts his coping time but is actively trying to get him to leave it for “important” things like “going to school” and “not being late” & the extended pause is really him registering this unpleasant situation & trying to decide if it’s worth it to fight for his solitude, ultimately deciding it’s not worth the energy and begrudgingly accepting makoto’s outstretched hand, though he vocalizes his displeasure by rejecting his -chan bc no one who pulls him away from the water is someone he can call a friend, not even his like. actual friend. only friend. either one

anyway i love free bye

#hm i love free hm hmm #retag later #free blogging #i havent done a post like this in a while it's. good #i might do this for s2 too but i remember it less & it's hard to take notes when ur watching w/ someone & cant pause it a bunch #so we'll see

[w1737087]

1st June

Sipped on mango juice through the night.

Up at around 9 from mother’s rigid voice and all her disputes with father.

Got up shut the door and shut the window. I could still hear her.

I finally placed multiple orders on ear buds..

Today she thinks dads out with a woman

I put on back to sleep playlist and later fell asleep. It was hard work, to fall asleep,

Dad called. I ignored it.

Kay called. I ignored it.

Up before 3pm and out of bed by 3

I cried before sleeping from all the frustration and triggering the sack of thoughts about my never ending tribulations and vast entrapment by mother.

Dreams? A little fucked up.

Shambolic scenarios being slammed in and out of one from another.

Killing bunnies?

Interrupted sex dream?

Other weird & hectic shit happened I cannot recall but I remember being sucked in by my pillows into some visions like a vacuum literally PULLING my face in. This happened twice and funny thing, I was in my mind REALISING it but also having the want to not... wake up because of it so I gave in again. It soon..was getting intense. Not scary but just hitting the red meter and I thought I’d burst and die and mentally I recited my shahada. Again, no fear, just intensity. Who dreams like this? For someone who dreams a lot this was something new I experienced.

When I woke all I concluded was that I really wanted to sleep. I hadn’t gotten enough and knew I wanted to get some more to meet the amount I should have gotten.

By 4pm completed the last mask sitting in the bed in my parents room.

Packed it up got ready. The little one tagged along. Dad came home and stormed back out. Mother has been fighting over the phone with him since the morning disrupting my sleep. I can hear her all day as I get on with my own day.

We went to post office to drop the mask sack off. Learnt what postage stamps are really for. A source of posting currency. Second band I sent it. Dad actually waited near the shops on the way there spontaneously, he called and we hopped in.

He took us McDonalds and we ate sitting in beckton car park. It was hot.

The little un wanted to return her books and I also needed to go to the high street.

We didn’t do either and I felt bad for not having taken her where I told her we’d go.

She also mentioned the zoo recently and I said a couple weeks time.

I’ve got to tell work I ain’t working my usual days then I’ll plan the zoo.

The car park is pretty empty. Around us boxed tarmac and in front upgraded stores.

Dads wearing a half sleeved shirt and

I wanted a fag as he had his.

I sat at the front, the little one at the back.

She talks about newspapers and her friends hand drawing being in today’s paper. She wanted to see. Dad only had dated ones.

I had one in my hands now and decided to do a crossword puzzle and a sudoku. I was really into the crossword as we arrived home.

We came home and through the journey dad talked about mother’s behaviour and she called a couple times and I didn’t like it. She is just so bothersome. Rightfully so but to witness it and know enough of what’s going on I’d without a doubt shove a muzzle on my mother for life and let my dad be. She would also be settled by this. Then I would be and that’s my main motive.

6pm

Tried to poop. Fail.

Eldest was in the shower. She was prompt.

Middle one wanted to go. I got out unbothered as i couldn’t go.

Came up

18:10

Lit up out the window.

My heart does that thing again.

Somethings deeply wrong. Inside of me I know for a fact there’s a riot, flaccid tears, somewhere along in the past couple weeks or further back I malfunctioned.

I don’t know if this is anxiety or not but I find myself alone and noticing my heart beating at an abnormal rate. It is everything but peace. I feel horrifyingly unsettled. I’ve got the essays I’ve got to write on my mind. It’s a factor in play as well as the wrecked sleep and I just feel so so insufferable these days. I can’t stop it, I try to be calm, I seem calm, I tell myself calm, I am so, but just as I am, I am entirely not all fine. Whatcwr this is I need it stop. My motner and her aura, ber behaviour which wrecks my sleep every morning as well as being underpaid at work and so many otber reasons. I cannot seem to stabilise myself correctly enough anymore. Everytime I want to yell at my parents it goes down mentally and when with them individually it’s to come out as I would be deemed crazy to blurt these issues out at the wrong times. At the right time it doesn’t work either. Either their good mood or their something is in the way. I’m doing so many things wrong and i just feel I’m in the middle of an identity crisis too. I don’t go to uni, I picture my desk and have no clue what’s there, I don’t go so label it as I can’t go, my baby sis is growing up and I haven’t been there, day by day I still feel I’m doing wrong by her, now that I’ve started work I’ve wasted time to better things with her. I don’t want to be here in this house and nobody will let me leave. I have no one to speak to because speaking to people is all that’s ever done, they hear they listen but they just don’t know the root of my problems and I am just beyond in need of help. How do I survive another year of this and manage to build the money and courage to move myself out of here, i don’t want grey hairs, if they show up I’ll know I’m damaging rn and I want to be settled if anything for now, for whatcwr this feeling inside of my chest is to mellow. It’s hectic between my rib cage there and my mind is swell. They are not in sync. I am not fine. Summer always had me feeling a type of way too. It’s a very very fine day and I want it but I feel once it comes around every year I’m not a part of it. Ever. It’s like it’s always for the world except for me. I cannot indulge in it enough to feel like it’s for me too.

The house is empty for now. Just us girls. Parents gone out to get some papers for the little one.

They may be back. I don’t know. I’m in my room holed up.

Mood today:

Absolutely off

Down

Unsettled, torn.

18:40 tbwy levaw. The sisters now. I’m all alone. It’s Such a rarity I don’t have time to pick what to do. Today’s agenda was to begin emailing Stewart and getting started on something to do with the essays.

I’m still dressed.

I cleaned up the powder that fell to the ground dispersing into a thousand pieces from my compact blush case.

I remember growing massively agitated over it as it was a fat mess and it fell like they always somehow accidentally do due to lack of space here and how I always always mentally be careful to not let them fall and they do anyway.AND I GET WO MAD

🆘

Recap

Been a busy day. Productive.

Moved extension cord back. Had to move alll my shoes and did rearrange them better seeing as the few at the bottom were damaging by the compression.

Tidied the messy tower of clothes on my chair.

Emptied the underwear drawers and distributed everyone’s own to their own rooms. Assigned the two empty drawers to the little one now. She needs the space.

Liphi went for her lip filler appointment today with Nam who didn’t wanna go with.

We FaceTimed later around 9:45 for a bit.

Her lips are bruised.

I cleaned the floor. Emptied the bin, enjoyed the brief empty house before bleaching and washing my shirts.

Shuffled some things around

Tidied the bedside table and some of the drawer, moved all the bundles of colour pencils and placed them in my art box under the bed, the drawer now has better space but still clogged as usual.

Opened a package which held my sports bras that I wanted more of after having one. They stabilise my breasts well.

The little one stayed by me as I cleaned my room. She was refolding her clothes all very neatly for their new place.

She went out with my parents when the house was empty to collect madrasah forms and tbwy went shopping at galleons. From H&M she bought a sky blue dress, trackies with hearts on them, pink sliders with cartoon slapped on and a pair of leggings.

Meals:

Macdonnas in the car with dad

Late night lasagne. 00:30

Ice cream from truck - sister bought after I sorted out everyone’s underwear with the little one in parents room. She sat in her car much of that hour.

Brain kicker

A nutty Lindt bar and I just ain’t taking care of my body anymore am I in terms of eating matter..

Notes

Sneezed 3 times

Thought about that bee lad at today.

Remembering to take my vitamins.

Killed my first mosquito tonight and seeing more than a couple. This means summer has officially kicked in.

Almost burnt the entire microwave down and could have blown a fuse. I placed my lasganve in and the wrapped food pack it was in caught fire immediately and I lunged at the push button.

Couldn’t blow the flames off as they were too great. Tossed it in the sink quickly and splashed water all over it which went everywhere too.

I was very alarmed. I don’t find myself in such situations that cause panic ever really.

Didn’t go to the Palestine protests as there were fights breaking out and harm occurring with the movement.

Humayra’s in the bathroom at midnight when I’ve already set my clothes in there and was ready to shower. I went back up for something and did an arm workout for 30 minutes or so including some rnr

I didn’t like that she was in there at this hour, why is it every time I need the bathroom she utilises it. I felt aggravated and those thoughts immediately crept in that I need out, I need my own place where I can get shit done without wasting these few minutes a couple hundred times a day of everyday due to others. It’s literally slowing my life down and she’s in the way of my kitchen and bathroom use, more so the latter this season.

So I showered, scrubbed my face, ears, in between toes and all and finally done with my day around 3am

[i-sveikata]

Teen Wolf S06E12 liveblog

because of reasons 

what the hell its so bright. teen wolf legit cant get a handle on their lighting for this damn show its either impossible to see or blinding.

ugh theo really? are we supposed to feel sad for this guy because he’s homeless now the fuck. why do they only bring back the boring white guy characters? where’s danny?? where’s kira? where’s literally anyone else but him.

cool man time for spider murder

dude this is clearly a recurring issue. why is nobody calling his parents?? hes literally an underage kid they keep catching sleeping in a car the fuck??? deputies aint doing shit

omg bruh you have clearly never been to australia. why the fuck you let that spider crawl up your arm? thats on you boo

and of course nobody locks the clinic and we need that obligatory shirtless scene to pull the spider out of his body. not creepy at all

ah yes spiders disappear in a puff of smoke all the time. this is natural spider behaviour.

lol why do people think that if they call scott he will answer? when has he ever actually picked up his phone when ppl need him?? boy keeps it on silent i swear.

ahh yes that getting shot up by a bunch of hunters feeling. but guess who isnt going to die? this seemingly immortal white guy, the shock.

oh no scott flashbacks boy, get out, protect yourself

are they trying to imply that scott ran all that way and malia and lydia just caught up with him? was the running part of the flashback? questions

“do you hear that” its death. lets assume its death.

“hunters. run” wow. those hunters sure are convenient showing up when the show needs a new plot device and literally never appearing otherwise. did chris argent frighten them all away?

what scott bby no, thats your besties dad. put down the sheriff friend

oh what do you know they were flashlights all along and not the red laser things for shooting ppl. much joy.

did scott just come out as a werewolf to the rest of the deputies? i support him.

“Whats wrong with his eyes” lol thats the only thing theyre stuck on, not the transformed face or the growling or the body hair? ok.

“Stand down” ye parrish protect scott. is he part of the pack? did we ever have that confirmed or do we just assume.

oh the deputies lowered their weapons and lydia and malia give scott some vaguely ambiguous looks. 

why do they always have such intense music when literally nothing happens?

if theyre about to do a ptsd storyline for scott (which straight up would make so much sense tbh) i stg they better not make fun

scott awkwardly like “You dont think they saw anything do you” “No more than theyre used to” lol beacon hills u have problems.

scott? why you hiding shit from stilinski? tell him about the bullet. 

why does lydia just stand there for that entire scene and say literally nothing like wtf. dazzling banshee statue.

okay they all decided not to tell the sheriff about chris but like why? sheriff isnt the shoot first type. whats the point?

mason getting distracted talking about bretts 8pack is life.

liam picked mason up and literally carried him out of the locker room im screaming.

dodgy counsellor murderer lady is back

sun tzu quotes. art of war and an ominous knife in the table just another day in the college counsellor ladies office.

oh no poor kid murdered by spiders noooooooooooooooooo in his mouth why

eichen house- gross let that place die already. 

parrish “Im not letting you in that place” wtf let her? nah man. hard pass.

trying to hack into chris laptop- is the password gonna be allison dont do this to us you assholes.

you fuckers didnt even let scott write out allisons name before panning away from the laptop jesus

parrish in the bowels of creepy eichen house what the fuck is even going on in this place honestly

dear god quiet girls voice asking for help fuck that shit right off. nope. parrish gotta flash the eyes for that access because apparently everybody knows about the supernatural in beacon hills now. not a far stretch tbh.

lol doctor locked him in. solidarity.

oh hey i think i saw corey for two seconds. not sure. is theo playing lacrosse with them??? idk. does he even attend school anymore?

is that meant to be brett who body checked him? legit cant even see ppl behind the lacrosse helmets.

i swear they just trying to establish a story line for liam in case they can come back with another show. but like he aint that interesting sorry.

why is it just destroy goalie corey now? hes doing his best. trying to stay visible.

counsellor lady looking at brett. newest victim?? brett trying to help liam get control ayeee werewolf pals.

the fuck parrish. how is the population of beacon hills not constantly dropping with all these body piles that keep showing up everywhere.

haha nurse dude who locked him in was evil, were they trying to surprise us with that?

yet another liam rage moment. somebody help this kid chill out for five seconds.

chris making deals, finding out ppl buying guns from him are fake army dudes what a ride. wheres his backup? 

“I had a guy on the inside” “who” “youre standing on him” lol malia and scott arrive to fuck it up again.

huh a massive shoot out where nobody got shot and the bad guy got away. nice.

“You dont have a cell in here that can hold me” damn parrish sounding tough and shit before he becomes a popsicle.

did they honestly just bring brett back so the new counsellor lady could kill him. harsh

lydia up to her banshee shit again. save parrish.

“I havent stamped a bullet since allison died” dear god rip my heart out.

how did it take them literally that long to find the dead kid who got eaten by spiders in the locker room? like was he just lying there all day and nobody noticed.

lol lydia went to eichen house and didnt tell anybody she was going there. smart move. much good plan.

bruh this nurse guy gonna kill parrish. what is lydia even doing rn?

jesus everybody be having flash backs for when they were tortured at some point in the past. poor girl be having a panic attack.

OMFG THEY DID IT AGAIN DAMMIT. WHY DOES EVERY FEMALE CHARACTER HAVE TO HAVE A FREAK OUT BEFORE SHE HAS AN EMPOWERING MOMENT GODDAMN.

like literally they go all terrified and crying before their expression gets intense and powerful like seriously? girls dont all react the same way you cowards.

wow actually having a moment where scott admits he got freaked out. cant remember the last time that happened. oh hey and here comes the malia x scott scenes. how is this not weird?

has literally everybody hooked up on this show now at some point?

hahah chris turns up with a laser sight thing on his gun. very appropriate. not traumatising at all.

aww scotts little smile after he looked at malia was kinda sweet. 

omg the way they flinched when chris raised his gun- these poor fucking kids man. cant catch a break

oh god when young pack gang find the spider kid decidedly not dead and they say they tried to call him and he checks his phone and is like “huh musta died” THATS A TERRIBLE PUN. VERY BAD.

wooo they figured out its an inexperienced hunter killing ppl. also where did brett go? are we just assuming hes alive because he got away idk?

im liking the little pack powows in scotts kitchen. simpler times.

it all comes down to fear. “What are they afraid of?” “....us” DUN DUN

hold up counsellor lady got scratched? she a werewolf now???? omg lol brett jumping out of trees to attack counsellors who tried to kill him.

gets shot by an arrow for his efforts. flees into the night. noice.

ugh gerard. bruh. you need to die. lets not take the counsellor lady under your wing. beacon hills is running out of bodies to make piles out of as it is. 

#teen wolf #season 6 spoilers #6b spoilers #teen wolf s06e12 #dont know what this is #me venting basically #oh well its been fun

[exemplartemplar]

i’m gonna put this under a cut because its long but bless! (also now i’m hittin up eon’s pages)

tell me about ur ocs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

rip asks having a character limit so I’ll answer your questions here instead!

oooooh there’s a lot of depth i wanna explore with this guy. was there a particular reason he “ thought it was a big load of BS “ or like events that led up to it? and does he think the whole concept of military is bullshit or something else? also like how old is he?

There’s a lot of music that discusses how the military is corrupt due to the government, two of them being Prayer of the Refugee and BYOB. In Prayer of the Refugee, part of the lyrics say “We’ve been pulling out the nails that hold up everything you’ve known.” and that’s kind of how he looks at the military too. Being a high ranking Commodore, Shadow got to see a lot of the inner workings of the air force. The military hardly makes any decisions for themselves since they’re obligated to follow orders from the government. So Shadow doesn’t think the military is bs, but the fact that the government controls it. Shadow also believes that it doesn’t take a war to settle a dispute, hence why he retired to found the SCPO. 

Being a Maleficarti, Shadow appears to be in his late 30’s - early 40’s but is actually 309 as of March 19th 2017.

honestly Nice™??? i love talking about species?? (qunari are my fave rn) anyway i have aproximately 13452 questions. i’m assuming they look humanesque, but do they have any features that are different (ie pointy ears etc)? also i really like the “they evolved into every species” thing, like what’s the reasoning behind that claim, did they evolve out of necessity or because one of them one time was like, i wanna be a cat?? how do they interact with these other species like human society? are they part of human society or separate from it? are humans aware of them? and my favorite question to ask - what are the downsides of being Maleficartem?

Originally, Maleficartes were four-legged hairless creatures. Essentially they resembled a mix between a large molerat and sphynx cat. They spread out across the world and changed because of Darwinism, so necessity more or less. Maleficartes that lived in the water used biomutation to evolve fins and scales. Those who lived in the savanna became docile and grew fur or evolved wings and feathers; etc. Humans came along with it. The longer the Maleficartes stayed as one species the more permanent their forms became. Eventually the idea of them disappeared from human knowledge altogether.

Those who still remembered their true identity formed clans and often kept to themselves. These clans were named after the animal which they represented. For example Shadow is part of the Raven clan, taking Raven as his last name. Joey Phoenix is party of the Phoenix clan. War often broke out between clans. They became savage beasts that fought to the top of the food chain no matter what. They changed over time and developed language. With this came clan mottos and stories. 

This leads us to modern day. Maleficartes are at the brink of endangerment due to their many years of fighting. All (or at least most) of them have developed basic biomutation abilities to turn into their clan animal, spirit animal, and humans as per needed. There is a gene running among their species that prevents them from using magical abilities, however, which drains their mana before they can use it. Most of the human race doesn’t know about the Maleficartes as there isn’t much recorded about them. In order to keep their secret safe, they have these underground societies where they can openly use magic and become registered. When registered, Maleficartes can receive licensing to fly (if they have biomutation to turn into a bird), hunt, and use magic in human/public places. Parts of Africa and South America are known for holding massive numbers of the population due to these laws being more relaxed. 

Maleficartes characters I’ve developed include: The Phoenix Clan Joey, Kosmo, Paige, Brutus, Raphael, Angel, Scout, Nagira, Krystal The Raven Clan Sage, Raven, Shadow, Henry, Simon, Calagry Maximus Draco Ira Gryphon

The two main disadvantages of being Maleficarti? Unpredictability and secrecy. Keeping magic a secret isn’t easy when cameras exist everywhere and people exist in almost every corner of the earth. Magic is also hard to predict and rather unorthodox. Unless someone has spent their entire life studying and perfecting it, it’s going to happen one time or another that a spell will backfire or cause something unintentional to happen. This still uses up mana and if something goes wrong, they’re out of luck because they already used up mana for it.  Paige has this particular problem with Time magic. It’s a simple spell where the person thinks about where they’re going to go and what time, then teleports. Location can be off by a few feet depending on how well she knows the place, so that’s not as much of an issue. Getting the exact time is the real problem. Many parallel universes of the same place exist and it’s possible to jump between them with time magic. If I said I wanted to go to December 21st 2012 at my house, it will bring me there without a problem. However, it could bring me to a point in time where the world actually ended on that day. Though Time is a rare recessive gene, and isn’t seen very often. More common mistakes with magic include sending an object flying instead of levitating or using fire instead of ice. 

holy cute!!!! I LOVE ADAARS BTW. and qunari in general. DORKY YES PLEASE. and while i can never fully understand why some people don’t like sweet food, its a really interesting character trait. please tell me more about his decisions and how he made them thats one of the most interesting things about inquisitors. ALSO what are your favorite headcanons about qunari???? was he born in the qun or as a vashoth? did he know his parents? 

All of that info is actually in Eon’s about page and canons page!

For headcanons about Qunari though??? I have no clue but they’re adorable giants that would probably kill me in an instant. The only general Qunari headcanon I’ve really come up with is that they take great pride in their horns. Horns with scars are the most sought out. One that is broken may make one think they lost a battle while perfect horns will make someone think they never take risks or fight for their own.

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