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mamaestapa · 1 year

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Welcome to Cincinnati

•pairing: Joe Burrow x reader

•series summary: Y/N Y/L/N moved to Cincinnati, Ohio for a new start. Move in day arrives and she discovers something terrible...the apartment complex gave her the wrong lease. Instead of living with who she originally was supposed to, she's now living with the hottest quarterback in the NFL, Joe Burrow. Y/N is stuck living in the same apartment with him for a year...which the two are not thrilled about. However, as time goes on, they realize that maybe this wasn't the worst thing that could happen to them. Will Y/N and Joe stay enemies, or will they find themselves falling in love?

•chapter summary: You arrive in Cincinnati and signs your lease to your new apartment

•word count: 939

•warnings: none

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September 9, 2022

You smiled as you looked at the sign to your right.

Welcome to Cincinnati.

You finally arrived to your new home.

After years and years of traveling around the country, trying to find the perfect place to call home, you finally settled on Cincinnati, Ohio. Why Cincinnati you may ask? Well, hell, you guess there really isn't a reason why you chose Cincinnati. You visited the city once during a work trip for the company you used to work for and you ended up loving it.

You are moving to Cincinnati from Phoenix, Arizona. You used to work as a journalist for a fashion magazine. It was based in Arizona, but you spent your time traveling all across the country to write about new fashion trends, tips, and pretty much anything and everything that had to do with fashion. It was a fun job, but in late August you decided you needed a change. So you quit. You’d been working for them since you graduated from college, which was almost four years ago. It was time to move on.

So here you are, ready to start your new life in Cincinnati, Ohio.

You have no clue what you’ll do with your life while you’re here, but you have a feeling you’ll enjoy it—whatever it is you decide to do.

You pull into the parking lot of the apartment complex you are going to rent from for the next year.

Echelon Luxury Apartments.

You were afraid you wouldn't be able to afford one of these apartments, considering they are luxury. But the landlord told you there were many options in order to make your rent more affordable. You would be signing a lease for a two bedroom apartment. The catch, you have to have a roommate. Considering that you know absolutely nobody and you mean nobody in Cincinnati, you’ll have to sign onto a lease with a complete stranger.

What's the worse that could happen?

You cant imagine any roommate could be any worse than your dorm roommate freshman year of college.

Oh my lord. That girl was absolutely crazy. But, that's a story for another time.

You put your car into park and gather any paper work you may need in order to sign this lease. You weren’t even sure if you needed to bring anything, but you figured It's better to be safe than sorry. Getting out of your car, you walk into the front office. There was an older woman with brown hair and bright purple glasses sitting at the desk, looking at her computer. She looked up when she heard the bell at the door.

She smiled, "Hello. What can I do for you?"

You walked up to the desk, smiling, "Hi. I'm here to sign my lease. We talked on the phone last week?"

"Y/n?” she asked.

You nodded, "That's me."

"Awesome, yes, I have that right here." She said, grabbing a file off of her desk and placing it on the counter. She opened the file and pulled out the paperwork.

"So this," she held up a packet, "is general information about the apartment, what you can have, what you can't have, all that fun stuff." She placed it to the side.

"And this," she grabbed a pen, "is your lease. Sign on that line here and," she flipped a couple pages, "here."

You read through the papers. From reading, you found out your roommates name is Kayla. She's around your age and she's an elementary school teacher. She seems like she'd be sweet. To work with young kids, you have have to have a sweet personality. You got to the back page, where you needed to sign the lease. Without even thinking, you signed your name along the dotted line.

The woman smiled as she watched you sign. You put the pen down and handed her the paper.

"You're all set sweetie. Your move in day is tomorrow. Come anytime from noon to 3, please."

"Okay, sounds good. Thank you..."

"Carol."

"Thank you Carol," you smiled, "do I need to do anything else?"

She shook her head, "Nope. All that's left is moving in."

"Awesome, I'll see you tomorrow to get my key."

"Yep. Alright, bye bye hun."

You grabbed the packet she had given you and tucked it under your arm as you walked away. You wave good bye and thank her again before you go back out to your car. Once you’re in the car, you put the file into the glovebox. You pull your phone out and got on the GPS, looking for hotels nearby that you could stay the night since you don't move in to the apartment until tomorrow. Once you found a decent priced hotel room for one night, you pulled out of the parking lot and drove to the Marriott hotel you would be staying at.

As you drove, you couldn't help but get excited over the thought of moving in tomorrow.

You would finally be starting a new chapter of your life—and you couldn't wait.

What could possibly go wrong?

hey loves!!

this chapter was a little...all over the place, and super short. i apologize for that lol

my chapters aren't EVER this short, but i had to get things going! the next chapter though, that'll be much longer, and less boring, i PROMISE

i don't have much to say, just that i'm super excited to get this book going! i have some super fun chapters planned and i can't wait for you all to see what i have in mind for this book :)

#joe burrow #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow x you #joe burrow x y/n #joe burrow imagine #nfl #nfl imagines #welcome to the jungle

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bloodyselfshipping · 1 year

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I love your Hetalia main eight headcanons, how would they be with an British s/o? Cuz I personally believe that with France and America would be funny ^____^

(Hetalia Main 8 x Reader) British S/O!

(Gender Neutral) Headcanons ~ A/N it isnt as funny as you probably expected (i cant help but be sappy) but i hope u like it <3 ALSO two requests already?!?!?! im loisng my mind over here keep em comin

This is also hysterical to him. Like, he’s always had so many issues with the British and now he’s in LOVE with a British person?! What reality is this?!

Because your native language is English like his, he’ll completely forget that the UK is not like the US.

“What do you mean you’ve never had Snickers salad?! Everyone has!”

“Hold on… what did you just say I need to get?... a “bog roll”? Wh- are you kidding me? You’re making that one up.”

Probably a little bitch about it not going to lie. He respects where you come from, but he’s probably gonna insist on things being more American than British.

Alfred has been to the UK many times, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t gonna be very whiney about it. Except when it comes to your family, who he LOVES. Seriously, he would be so great with your relatives.

Obviously, as a British person himself, this is not out of the ordinary at all. Most likely his S/O would be British, I can’t see him having much of a thing for foreigners anymore.

But he is very happy that he doesn’t have to simplify how he talks, god forbid learn another language.

He appreciates having a S/O that he doesn’t have to explain anything about his country to. He can go on living his life the same way (which is so frustratingly important to him) and you’ll have no problem.

It’s always comforting to him knowing his S/O lives in his country, it removes so much pressure off his shoulders.

Oh boy, oh lord, what is Arthur going to say! Having to put all of his constant British-specific insults aside because now his S/O is what he’s always hated!

“Those rostbif l'idiotes, they’re d- oh, my apologies. I- uh… that doesn’t include you, my love.”

He’s definitely gonna insist you learn French. He says it’s because he wants to distance you from Arthur, but really he just thinks your accent is so cute-

Francis knows a lot about British culture, so you probably won’t have to explain anything to him. But he’s definitely gonna try to immerse you in his own culture, no pressure of course.

It’s really a surprise to him how little your nationality bothers him. I guess love can always change a man’s heart <3

Depending on the time period, Yao’s reaction would vary. Nowadays, he doesn’t really care that much. But if it was any earlier, he would be so ashamed of himself!

He’d try to teach you Mandarin, but that wouldn’t last long. His version of Mandarin is a mess of like 50 dead dialects, and he would get real annoyed when you mess it up, sorry /:

Yao has had to deal with foreigners so much nowadays, he doesn’t care much to learn about your country or teach you about his. He’ll assume you already know about his culture.

He doesn’t like traveling, but he’ll always make an exception for you and your family <3 Just… be aware he’s gonna try to get you to move to China constantly.

Ivan would quite like this arrangement actually! He’s always had an admiration for the UK, plus now he has something to bother Arthur with-

He wouldn’t care much about the language thing (he might even try stopping you from learning Russian,) but if you make fun of his bad English he would take it so personally ):

He wants you to take him on tours around where you’ve lived in the UK!!! Tell him everything!!! No one usually wants him to visit their country, so he’s very excited to come home with you!

Fully embraces your multi-cultural little family unit!

Frankly, I don’t think Feliciano would have much of a reaction. Him and Arthur are not close, but he’s never had any real animosity for the country. He loves foreigners, where exactly you’re from doesn’t make much difference!

Loves speaking to you in Italian! He thinks your confused and flushed face is just the cutest.

As much as he likes hearing about your country, he is way more excited to show you the sights and sounds of his own.

Gives you a lot of homemade cultural foods but forgets you’re British and makes them way too … seasoned.

You may be from across the continent, but you’ll always be his persona amata.

Despite Ludwig’s general annoyance towards British politics, he actually quite likes that his S/O is British! He finds a lot to enjoy about the culture.

Will insist that you teach him about growing up in the UK. He just finds it fascinating!

German and English are relatively similar languages, so he’ll suggest you learn at least a little. But he’s not gonna push you on it, your accent is terrible anyway.

You guys probably live and eat very similarly, since Ludwig has adapted very quickly to globalization. Very convenient for you, very annoying for Gilbert.

Overall, this would be a great relationship. Ludwig would be very casual about you being British (cough cough, Alfred)

Generally, Kiku finds most Europeans quite annoying to deal with, but he’ll always make an exception for you <3

Considering how Arthur reacted to Japanese, he’s not even gonna try to get you to learn. He’ll teach you if you ask nicely, but only then.

He’s not very into teaching you about Japan, more casually explains cultural things as they come up.

He would love to go back to the UK with you! He’s very touristy, and would love if you are too.

Kiku is always willing to set aside any bias or personal history aside for you <3

#holy shit i hate tagging these so much #hetalia imagines #hetalia x reader #aph america x reader #hws america x reader #aph england x reader #hws england x reader #aph france x reader #hws france x reader #aph china x reader #hws china x reader #aph russia x reader #hws russia x reader #aph italy x reader #hws italy x reader #aph germany x reader #hws germany x reader #aph japan x reader #hws japan x reader

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haechanluvr · 2 years

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Almost In Love

Summary: You love him, you both could’ve been in love. You almost were, but he found the stars in someone else’s eyes. He saw what you saw in him, he feels what you feel for him, but for someone else.

A/N: Hello, it’s been a long while since I've last published something on here, but I'm back, and hopefully I can get to post and writing on a consistent schedule, but I hope you all enjoy this new work of mine. We all know I do angst and cliffhangers best, so please if you like this work of mine, show it some love. Requests are open, leave me an ask, or message me privately and I will get back to it whenever I have time as I am still in school and working.

.·:*¨༺ it could’ve been love, it could’ve been something ༻¨*:·.

Being back home feels so different. I left for college, and being back for the holidays, I know things are different. I feel the changes, I see them on social media, its not like I moved across the country, I didn’t even move across the state, I’m only an hour away. No one kept in touch, it's almost as if everyone is proving to me that I was easily replaceable, like I wasn't ever really anything important, or as important to their lives as they led me to believe, especially Miguel.

“Are you really not coming to hang out with everyone? We all miss you Y/N. Things have been so crazy and we all just want to catch up.” Moon says over the phone, she facetimed me the minute she saw my car parked in the drive way of my home, inviting me to meet up with everyone, but I don't have the energy. I see Miguel and Sam on social media. He and I had something, or it could’ve been nothing, but what I felt was real, and now it feels like he never wanted me like he wanted her. I see him doing good, and it makes me smile, even though I haven't seen his face in a while. He said he'd visit, he's the one who told me we should keep in touch, and I really want to see him, but it hurst too much. I see him happy, and I really miss his touch, he told me that he liked me but its not enough. I thought we were almost in love, we were so close to love. He moved on, but I never could. He never called, no matter how much I wished he would.

“Moon, I miss you guys, but I can't.” I lied through my teeth. I really want to see them, I want to see him, but it’s still too much. I cant face him, not when he's happy with her, when he was obviously in love with her, while I was changing him. “You guys have fun though, I already made plans with another friend while I’m home, but I'll let you know when I’m available next.” I lied again. There is no other friend, I’m home alone. My parents told me to come home for the holidays just to house sit. I’m on my own. Before she could call me out on my lies, I hung up.

An hour or so passed since I was last on the phone with Moon. She was posting on her story with everyone, they all looked so happy, but I couldn’t help but notice that one particular curly haired boy was missing from the pictures and videos. I was busy sulking in my room, having my own pity party, thinking about all that I could have done in the past to have changed the predicament I am in now, but there's no use, when I can't change the past. I was broken from my thoughts when my front door bell rang, then there was knocking on the door. Racing down the steps, I was face to face with the one boy I couldn't bring myself to see. “Hey.” He looked as beautiful as ever. His long hair, natural curls coming out, a flannel, hands in his front jean pockets, and that cute sheepish smile that always had me weak in the knees. “Can I come in?”

I stepped aside for him to come in, I don't know how much time has passed since I moved aside for hi to come into my home, but it must've been a while seeing as the tension in the air was so thick, not even a knife could cut through it. “Why did you lie to Moon?” He said, looking me in the eyes. I avoided eye contact as best as I could, because I can't lie to him. He's the one person I could never lie to. A simple shrug of the shoulders, and I could already tell he's rolling his eyes at my response, without even looking at him.”That’s bullshit Y/N and you know that. You didn't have anything to do today, you’ve been home this entire time. So why did you lie to Moon?” His voice was laced with frustration, and I don't know why he was so mad at me, so what if I lied, maybe I didn’t want to go, or I wasn't feeling well. Who was he to be getting so upset with me over missing some stupid catch up session at a crappy diner.

“I didn't feel up to it Miguel, and excuse me for not wanting to be badgered by everyone for giving the honest answer.” I huffed, now annoyed that I was being interrogated and treated like some monster for making up an excuse. “We haven't seen you since August! So forgive me for wanting to have a legitimate reason for you not wanting to see us, your friends.” He said blowing his fuse, now yelling at me. “Remember when you said that we should keep in touch? Huh Miguel? you haven't bothered to text me ONCE since I left for college. I texted you multiple times, and I saw you doing good, it made me smile even though I hadn't seen your face in a while, but now I'm over it. You havent made an effort to stay in contact with me since I left, so forgive me for wanting to avoid you because I knew you'd be at that stupid fucking diner with everyone, and you'd be happy with her.”

“I thought we were almost in love, so close to love but I guess not. To me what we had could've been love, we could've been something, but now with the new circumstances I see that it could've and probably was nothing. So sorry that I didn’t want to face you, but you still decided to grace me with your presence. Is that the legitimate excuse that you wanted to hear Miguel?? hmm?” I wipe away my tears, that are now coming down my face. I didn’t want to cry, I didnt want to unfold like this in front of him. He didnt deserve it, no matter how much love I hold for him, or what I thought these feelings could have led to, he has no right to yell at me and treat me this way, especially when he never made an effort.

“Y/N I didn’t, I never meant to do that to you. I never meant to give you that impression.” He fumbled over his words, struggling to form coherent sentences and he’s not mine, he never was. I was so stupid to think it could’ve been love, that we were almost in love, when it was all one sided. It was in my head. He only ever had eyes for her, and I was the stupid, naive one to believe that he could've ever felt the same for me. “Miguel, can you just go?”

And like that he was out the door. Out of my house, and out of my sight. I really wanted to see him fight, and tell me that he felt a fraction of what I felt, but I never got that. I knew he wouldn't feel it, but god did I want it to be so close to love, I so wanted us to be almost in love, but it was never going to be that.

#Cobra Kai #cobra kai imagine #cobra kai x reader #cobra kai miguel #miguel diaz #miguel diaz x reader

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sgtmickeyslaughter · 3 days

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weekly tag wednesday

tagged by @energievie @lingy910y and @mmmichyyy

name: gigi

age: 24

your time zone: est

what do you do for work? junior architect at a midsized firm, but im hoping to get hired some where better in the next couple months so wish me luck

do you have any pets? no

what first drew you to this fandom? i started watching shameless in my Postgrad Summer of Aimless Unemployment and looked up the show on tumblr and saw how vibrant the fandom was

are you a morning person or a night owl? both 😅 i push myself to be a morning person bc i think its a better healthier lifestyle but im most creative at night and sometimes i just cant resist an all nighter

what are your hobbies? so many, im too energetic for my own good lol. writing, drawing/painting, bookbinding, reading, yoga, cooking, running and now that its springtime, tennis.

how tall are you? a teensy bit over 5'-0"

if you could live anywhere in the world, where would you live? i already live in my lifelong dream city. I love ny but i toy a lot with moving to chicago bc its way cheaper and a bit more laid back, id also like to live in another country but all my international friends here have such headaches dealing with visas etc. i think ill stick to visiting

favorite color? olive

favorite book? the vegetarian - han kang

favorite movie? thats such hard question but monkey man is my favorite ive seen this year

favorite fic? box in the box

favorite musical artist: tyler childers

what is your average screen time so far this week? pass

what’s the first app you open in the morning? messages, i usually have texts from friends and family in other time zones. I try not to open social media or emails before coffee

how long have you been on tumblr? literally a decade, on my main/personal blog

finally (and i know this one is hard) tell me a fun fact about yourself: i would sell all of you for a box of pocky atm

tagging: @stocious @blue-disco-lights @mickeysgaymom @deathclassic @atthedugouts @mickeym4ndy @iansw0rld @jrooc @mickittotheman @metalheadmickey @gallawitchxx @em-harlsnow @sirrudo @mybrainismelted @heymrspatel @krysmiss

#sgt says #tag game

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selfundiagnosed · 4 months

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I wanna earn enough income to travel the world dude how the fuck do people my age make money to travel abroad like i literally dont get it… like can someone teach me whatever life hack i literally have never left the united states in my entire life. i havent even left the midwest really except 3 times. i have seen the ocean once. how can i make this my main focus like how do i accomplish making crazy money so i can travel the world i just wanna fucking see whats up. it is so embarrassing when i see images of places and im just like fuck this does not compute as a real place because ive only seen iowa my entire life. genuinely driving me crazy. i feel like i am never going to leave this stupid fucking place. i want to visit like literally everywhere in the entire world how do people do that without like a wealthy background?? do lower middle & lower class americans ever even like leave this place at all ever like am i fucking insane?? am i destined to live and die only seeing this dumb flat land?? i see people my age on here just traveling the world and it makes me so frustrated and jealous tears threaten the corners of my eyes i want to be able to achieve that but i couldnt afford to go to college i cant afford a car HOW do i get out of here like genuinely. Im asking this with lesions of my skin clawed off my face. i am actually so desperate just go to like another country preferably one that doesnt touch the US idk just about every single place in the world i would like to visit before i die. i am a travel head who has never traveled. it makes me feel like how humans feel when they lay in bed & rot for 2 decades. It feels even more like a lost cause when you realize YOUR parents have never left the country and your PARENTS parents have never left the country and your PARENTS PARENT PARENTS HAVE NEVER LEFT THE COUNTRY AND

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jazzyblusnowflake · 2 years

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Why not move? I’d never stay in a country that treats its women this way. And you working for the government indirectly supports that. Good luck.

Okay so

i've been mulling over this ever since it came to my inbox and i've been trying to find a way to answer this and NOT be impolite or improper because i am aware that not everyone knows the complications of straight up moving to a different country, as it is not as simple as just moving to a different STATE, like the US, [and to be fair i've heard that even THAT could be stressful] and as someone who has LIVED in 3 countries and has visited another 5+ countries, let me tell you that your question is extremely ignorant and insensitive and straight up hurtful to all the people who both DONT want to leave their communities here and also the people who DO want to leave but are too poor to do so.... because our country, due to the prohibition by good ol' murica has now the lowest money currency value on the PLANET, and we have been suffering in silence for DECADES- with NO way to transfer money into our country- [donation campaigns are usually a scam, pay attention to those please] so in short? we are poor as absolute FUCK-!

and the process of moving somewhere else is already hard enough for people who DONT have as much financial issues, let alone US.

what exactly would anyone propose we do? when we dont have the money to request for any sort of visa, nor to get a house in a different country, nor food, nor for studying, living, getting medical or MENTAL health help- etc etc etc???

and reports of smuggling people out of the country usually come back as human trafficking or the gov blew them up or killed them somehow? idk this has actually happened with a PLANE once-

the only way to leave this country is being filthy rich, fucking LUCKY, or just a very very VERY smart student which again more often than not requires both money AND luck to get accepted in any university... so again.... no money!!!

like im sorry for snapping but here i am being told "why don't you leave" as if i haven't tried to find a way all my life, as if its some sort of sick joke- i cant, i fucking CANT!- i have family members i care about and wouldn't want to leave- other countries treat us like garbage thanks to online media portraying us as monsters- i cant spend another 10 years to study shit all over again just to send a letter to foreign universities with barely enough luck because im NOT that smart at all!! and it reminds me of when i look at my dad and say i wish we lived somewhere else and he looks at me like "then leave" in the cruelest way imaginable because he KNOWS we cant fucking leave due to him being a diplomat-

every country has its own culture and history and communities that they value and want to protect and stand by, so people cant just LEAVE, and even if they do, more often than not, other places would never accept them or appreciate them the same way their own country would. Like did yall tell black people to leave america after the BLM movement when George Floyd got killed? this is our home and we need to stop saying "then leave" and start saying "we need to start fixing this shit"

we are so fucking tired. please stop saying "then leave" if you just "don't want to help"...

as for me working for the gov, my dad is already a diplomat and keeps me away from doing anything against the regime, and also i'm considered one of the LUCKY ones in my country, who has a job that ensures a constant pay since the first semester of UNIVERSITY. im one of the few that could actually have a meal at night without worrying about what i'm going to eat tomorrow, and at the same time i teach kids from the inside to not take shit from the gov. i consider myself VERY lucky.

we aren't playing a videogame to take shallow black and white SIDES- even the protesters have destroyed privet properties and peoples cars and etc etc, and some people straight up want the monarchy system back as if that very system wasn't the entire reason that half of our countries riches and history isn't in the BRITISH museum today instead of their homeland!! this shit started over the freedom to WEAR what we want not to HURT everyone in blind rage!!!

Please never say "just leave" to anyone else ever again, especially to someone who doesn't even know if they'll live another day stepping out of the door, let alone drive all the way to an airport or the country boarders or something.... if they even HAVE the money to go that far.

So thankyou for reading and being concerned in your own way but id rather stay here and die in a country that doesn't accept me as a WOMAN than to live a futureless life in a country that wouldn't even accept me as a PERSON.

#mahsa amini #mahsaamini #opiran #free iran #iran #islamic republic of iran #snow rambles

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nothorses · 2 years

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i understand the idea of telling people to think about their cultural christianity in terms of making sure youre not dismissing other religions holidays and such as that, but, specifically when it comes to holidays, if the argument is that an atheist partaking in christmas is culturally christian [which is Bad and also something they cant really escape from without converting to a different religion, or something?] are we supposed to just not have any holidays besides whatever country holidays [eg. fourth of july] we get born into? or is there some atheist non religious holiday i dont know about.

this isnt meant to sound aggressive or anything youre just the only person ive seen push back against the way people have been talking about this and i feel like i missed half of the argument people are trying to make. even though i have read so many posts.

I feel like the first part of this ask actually demonstrates a huge part of the problem I have with the way "culturally Christian" is used on tumblr: i.e., as a replacement for "Christian privilege", "Christian normativity", or just "Christian bigotry.

Those terms describe a system of power, which centers Christianity and excludes and attacks all others.

What's important here is that they are describing systems, rather than placing blame on specific individuals.

"Cultural Christianity" is meant to describe the values that Christianity promotes, the culture that arises from it, the impact Christianity has on our culture as a whole, and the insidious and often unacknowledged nature of it all. Again, the problem here is the system at large; not specific individuals.

By calling specific individuals "culturally Christian", determined by their current/past beliefs, their location, and nothing else, you send the message that it isn't about the system- the problem is the individual, it originates from something they can't control in the first place, and as such, they can never hope to meaningfully change or grow.

The second part of the ask illustrates another big part of my beef with this conversation: the insinuation that atheists do not and cannot have agency (until we're doing something they don't like, of course).

Atheists can partake in any religious holiday without it making us religious. Anyone can partake in any religious holiday without it making them that religion. We can celebrate christmas, and while it's good to think critically about why that holiday might have value to us, there is also not much of a point in refusing to visit the family for the big dinner and what is perhaps the only time you will see most of them that year, just because someone on tumblr says it makes you Basically Christian.

Atheism is a valid belief. It's not a blank slate, it isn't just code for Whatever Religion Is ACTUALLY Dominant In Your Life. It's a complete, independant, coherent way of seeing the world that does not need to be supplemented by religion. There is no empty space that Christianity creeps into when we don't fill it with other religion; we have our own ideas, values, and priorities, and we are capable of making connections and decisions about what we do or do not want to include in those values.

Atheists are not uniquely or exclusively susceptible to absorbing Christian ideas from surrounding culture; people of other religions also frequently pick those things up without realizing it, and an ex-christian converts to other religions will probably have a lot more to unpack than, say, an atheist who grew up atheist.

So I guess to answer your question: no, we don't have any atheist holidays. We also don't need them. Going to Christmas dinner to be with your family doesn't make you Christian, and we don't really need to come up with something else to "cancel out" the Christian influences in our lives. If anything, all that does is further center Christianity as The Default Religion.

Celebrate whatever the hell you want (as long as it's respectful and invited). You're just as atheist either way.

#atheist discourse

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sweetkoalastarfish · 9 days

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Welcome to "sweetkoalastarfish" blog. Thank you for stopping by, and thrilled to have you here. This blog is all about exploring Filipino culture, from it's deep-rooted traditions to the lively festival, delicious cuisine, and vibrant art and creativity. If you're interested in learning about what makes the Philippines and its people unique you're in the right place.

What is Filipino Culture?

Filipino culture is a rich tapestry woven from a history of indigenous traditions, colonial influences, and modern global connections. It's defined by a strong sense of family, a deep-rooted respect for traditions, and an indomitable spirit that finds joy even in adversity.

Here are some of the Filipino culture that make it so special:

Family and Bayanihan- Family is at the heart of Filipino life. The concept of "bayanihan" embodies the spirit of communal unity and helping one another. It's common for extended families to live together or stay closely connected, providing a support system like no other.

Festival and Traditions- The Philippines is known for its colorful and lively festivals. From Sinulog in Cebu to Pahiyas in Quezon, each festival has its unique charm and story. Traditions like Simbang Gabi during Christmas and Flores de Mayo in May are celebrated with great enthusiasm and bring people together in glee.

Cuisine and Food- Filipino cuisine is a delightful blend of flavors and influences. Dishes like adobo, sinigang, and lechon are loved by many. The merienda culture, with its snack like pancit and halo-halo adds to the fun. Food is not just about eating-it's a way of connecting with others.

Language and Communication- The Philippines has over 180 languages with Tagalog and Cebuano being among the most widely spoken. Filipinos are known for their warmth and friendliness, often using unique expressions like "po" and "opo" to show respect. Communication is a mix of traditional and contemporary, with social media playing a significant role.

Art and Creativity- Filipino creativity is boundless, from traditional craft like weaving and pottery to contempory music, dance, and cinema. Artists and performers from the Philippines have made a mark on the world stage, showcasing the rich cultural heritage of the country.

The Filipino Spirit- Depite the challenges that Filipinos face, there's a resilience and positivity that's truly inspiring. This spirit is what makes the Philippines such a unique and welcoming place. Stories of communities coming together, neighbors helping each other, and a smile even in difficult times are what define the Filipino spirit.

I invite you to join on this journey to explore Filipino culture. Wether you're curios about the places to visit in the Philippines, the latest trend in Filipino music, or simply want to learn more about the people and their stories, there's something here for everyone.

Thank you for reading, and hope you enjoyed this introduction to Filipino culture. Stay tuned for more stories, insights, and adventures. I cant' wait to share more with you! Till then, salamat and see you soon!

#filipino #travel #beauty #insights #art #Spotify

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tokyokoomi · 11 months

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We're so used to this

thats me right now:

heres a lil compilation of people addressing the situation without really talking about it (i found all of them by scrolling my tml:

okay, thats good to prove a point.

ill just add my opinion about the translations

which one i think its the right one and what i think its the real reason people are bothered about it?

for me, the real trans is the one Bam is not mentioned.

this:

which translate to this:

i dont really think he's talking about the CAMERA angle.

i mean i cant confirm anything, im not a korean speaker so i cant really tell you "I HEARD HIM SAY THAT"

but lets analyse the context of when he talks about it.

we're talking about this live:

the moments in question is from 2:00 to 2:08 at the very start

Jungkook is out of the camera angle and starts changing the position of the lights. He adjusts it, says smth and comes back.

that's why for me it makes so much sense him talking about changing the lights angle instead.

so i think with the context that would mean "im just adjusting the lights angles, jimin hyung changes it" (not a trans, just interpretation)

with that out of the way

why would people try to avoid translating this kind of affirmation?

that's easy my dear!

Korea is steal a very conservative country which means there are YES karmys that would not approve some kind of lgbtqia+ relationship status between BTS members (with eo or other people).

another point is: big accs are majority tkkrs and that alone is a reason for them to not approve any jikook interactions, cuz that's how its working rn

so when you get homophobic thoughts and cult members together that's the result.

a dying necessity to cancel interactions between kookmin.

have you ever thought about jimin just visiting jungkook just like taehyung and hoseok did before?

but even if it's a mild interaction you have to prove your fanfic right, even with manipulation of facts.

just disgusting behavior.

please, stop invalidating jungkook's and jimin's bond. they're not some dolls for you to play with, they're humans and have feelings.

more than a couple, or a shipp, THEY'RE FRIENDS! and liking it or not spend time together and love each other.

seek help!

#jimin and jungkook #mingukkie #jikook is real #minkook #kookmin #jikook #jeon jungkook #jungkook #park jimin #jimin

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olivieraa · 5 months

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I saw this earlier and I looked at it and flashbacked to 2008

anime communities are definitely strong in large countries, or places where anime was on TV

but the only anime that was on TV here was Pokemon and Ygo. and a very specific channel you had to have to watch DBZ. now with Sailor Moon I've no idea. I dont remember ever coming across it.

but these weren't even considered anime. just another cartoon (that all happened to look similar so you assumed it was the same studio. kinda like fairly odd parents and danny phantom, or simpsons and futurama)

so to watch anime here back in the day was only online.

a lot of people my age had Inuyasha as their first anime from watching it at a young age in America, bc it was on adults swim. I've been to florida six times and watched american channels (an experience I must say) but I dont rememeber coming across it.

so living here I obviously got into Inuyasha when internet was growing. watched it on youtube. my first first anime.

and then after that, I cant even remember how I even learned about the animes that followed. but this is from a document I've had since the very first year I watched anime.

ok I actually know how I got into DNA2 - it was described as a ygo parody of sorts. and then Crying Freeman was bc I used to skip school and hid at the local library, and cause I'd just started anime, I decided to read manga, and that one was there. the following one's I've no idea. and there's a few more that come after that before I eventually hit Death Note, which is one of the greatest series ever made. and then eventually Durarara and Kuro and such.

very few of these were watched while I was still in school. I'd tell people about them casually but nobody really had an interest. it was considered my weird hobby. and that was fine.

but majority of my anime watching in the early years came from when I lived for over a year and a half in isolation. so I had absolutely nothing to do as an 18 year old. I visited my friends once every 4 months and went clubbing, like a young person should. and then when I'd return home and not see anyone for months, it was purely anime, and anything anime related.

2011 came along and I'm on tumblr, and then 2012 I'm in fandom world. and it was weird.

and then by 2014, I'm fully liveblogging. did that for a little over 2 years and then sorta disappeared.

I knew I needed an anime break. and it was so refreshing to be away from fandom, and tumblr, and honestly, just anime in general. the terrible series that came out every season weighed me down mentally. the gems were so few.

and yet there's always this voice in the back of my head, wondering if I should jump straight into it again. to liveblog, to get into debates and discussions, to review, to full on argue.

or just... watch an anime, and chill.

idek if I know how to do that. last time I did was over 10 years ago.

anime either fills me with a fuckload of emotions or riles me the hell up, and I feel like when I write it down on here, I've expressed those feelings better.

idek.........

like I want to liveblog my continuation of snk on here bc it was one of the first I ever did. and haikyuu. maybe some others

but new animes. idk.

#its one thing ranting and raving the first half of your 20s #then disappearing the second half of your 20s #and then returning in your 30s not knowing what to do lmao

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stop-pressing-e · 11 months

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The Lost Swan - Chapter 3

Prev chapter | Next chapter Prologue

/A moment of calm before the storm before the next chapter soon. Enjoy reading!/

Mentions of: A bit of dirty talking and intimate moment before a fade to black scene.

Two months have passed since Trish’s actions plagued Krauser’s mind. He never brought it up knowing she’ll deflect the subject for his exhaustion from their job. He happened to take on a number of mercenary contracts to counterbalance the number of hitman contracts Trish was given. The number of jobs simply happened to be in the same countries, allowing them to travel together and their final job happened to finish at the same time, thus they were able to return home together to Trish’s industrial loft at long last.

It was their little bubble to enjoy their domesticity and to drop their guard down to be two normal people with unnatural abilities. Trish’s neighbours accepted Krauser without a word, albeit with some questioning looks due to his appearance and when they learned he’s been living with her for over a year without introducing him to them. Like Trish, they understood that Krauser is also a reserved individual who makes small talk and has his nose buried in work making it a rarity to see either of them unless so.

“Bloody hell…” She let out a grumble after closing the fridge door. Krauser lowered down the volume of the television after hearing her annoyance, turning his torso over to look at her. “What?” “I don’t have the specific ingredients to make dinner tonight.” She answered with a heavy sigh, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “I should go but there are things I need to prepare. I’m sorry to ask, love, but would you please go get the things for me? I’ll write down the list.”

Something so little could bring a sigh from the mercenary too but he made no complaint about it. He has done this before so it’s nothing new. “Anything else you want me to get other than these?” “Nothing else in mind but I trust your judgement if we’re missing something else.” She replied, soon snapping her fingers. “Oh, you can get the wine too. It’ll pair perfectly with what I’m making.” A lewd smile formed on her face for Krauser to see when he collected the list from her. “If you remember which one I’m talking about, I’ll give you a reward for it.”

A blonde eyebrow bounced up and a smirk curled on his features. “Am I allowed to make a request?” “Only one, love. It’ll be a surprise.” The smirk grew and a glint of mischief shined in his eyes. “Wear the stockings with your outfit.” He said, stepping closer to close the gap between them and snaked his hand behind Trish to squeeze her ass. “And wear that toy too. You know which one.”

The ass grab caught her attention and she couldn’t help but blush while the grin stayed on. “That’s two requests, love.” She purred softly, canting her head to the right. “But I’ll make an exception if you get everything.” “Yes ma’am.” He squeezed her ass once more and pulled away before Trish could plan on kissing him, making a groan underneath her breath.

“Ugh, that man I swear to god.”

At the grocery market, Krauser has gotten the things Trish needed to make dinner along with some things they needed or not. He got ice-cream too for dessert, if there will be a chance for dessert afterward. All that’s left is the wine and he’s not getting it at the grocery market. He’s heading for the liquor shop instead. They have a better variety.

He was not far from the shop when he halted in his steps, swearing he saw a particular someone, who was supposed to be at home half an hour ago, is currently in a cafe they’ve visited a few times. It was Trish alright and it looked like she’s in a deep conversation with another person sitting across from her. Her blind side was facing the window, unable to see that Krauser was watching her talking to someone. He was more focused on the person she’s talking to, rarely seeing her interacting with anyone at all in this city they’re living in that is not work related and the people she works for never makes a visit unless she does so at a meet up site.

So who the hell is this?

The haircut was a choppy pixie cut in a fiery red colour that clearly looked to be done by a box dye. The black hoodie looked oddly familiar, specifically with the graphic design on the sleeve. The features were difficult to see from across the road and he can’t go up to the cafe without alerting them by his presence. He needed them separated. Krauser quickly pulled out his phone from his cargo pants and his thumb flew over the keypad to type in the message that he’s getting the wine at the shop and he’ll be heading home soon. Once he pressed send, he watched Trish pick up her phone from the table and saw the change in her body language. Whatever she was telling the other person, she had to go home, fast. A brown thick envelope caught his attention before it disappeared into her messenger bag and Krauser ducked behind the car to avoid her gaze, peering through the car windows to watch the rest of the quick interaction and then Trish leaving the cafe. The redhead patted their pocket and pulled out a crisp bill to pay before leaving.

Krauser kept his distance as he followed the hooded person. They looked agitated from behind, occasionally looking left and right and often behind, forcing Krauser to duck for cover without being seen. Where the hell are they going? He has no time to play detective with the stuff Trish needed and without her wondering what’s taking him so long. Thankfully he knew a shortcut to get to them faster. It was a perfect chance to pull them into an alleyway right before they reached the traffic light. One large hand clamped over their mouth to prevent them from screaming and the other hand held his knife, placed under their neck, as he dragged them back to interrogate them.

There was no chance to do so once they stomped on his foot and threw their head back, breaking his nose. Krauser let out a curse and made a cut on their arm, making them let out a scream and clutching their arm. The scream was high pitched and feminine, indicating that this was a woman he’s up against. It was the same pitch of surprise, similar to the one he heard back at the bar. With her opportunity, she ran off given the chance she had stunned him for a moment. She was already too far away for him to chase after and he was starting to run late with the groceries and he needed to get the wine. He ignored the dull pain of his nose during the whole ordeal of him getting the wine and returning back home, the plagas inside of him having healed a minor injury quickly. The blood was cleaned off and he double checked to be sure there’s no blood on his dark shirt.

“Finally!” Trish exclaimed right as Krauser stepped through the door. “You’re finally back home! What took you so long? Traffic couldn’t have been that bad.” “Don’t underestimate peak hours and I nearly had to fight with an old bitch who wanted to take my wine bottle.” He feigned annoyance in his answer when setting the bags down. He wasn’t the only one faking the situation in their home since he has caught her outside. It was unclear how long she had been out while he was shopping but damn dinner was almost ready.

The kiss on his cheek snapped his attention and he watched Trish rummaged through the bags to retrieve the ingredients she needed. “You got ice-cream too!” She said with joy before poking the container. “Aww, it’s a bit soft. Hopefully by the time we’re done with dinner it should be firm up.” “Anything else you need me to do?” “Not yet.” She said, chopping up the carrots into small chunks. “You can set up the table when I cook the lamb eventually. For now, you can go back to what you were doing. Thanks for getting the things, Jackie.”

Once she watched Krauser heading back to the living room, she shook her head to herself. She was damn lucky she was done making the gravy by the time Krauser left or else she’ll be scrambling to get that done after receiving the text from him from the cafe. Always the attentive man to get everything needed on the list, minus the ice cream which was sweet of him, and viewing it as a straightforward mission without a side quest. But it wasn’t the reason why she was concerned by it. She was mostly concerned that she’s hiding this mission from him. They rarely hide secrets from each other nowadays and Trish has managed to get him to properly communicate with her without him stewing on it and making her try to read his mind.

This time it’s not from the organisation giving her this job. This one was personal and it was a concerning one if Krauser even discovers about it on the dot. The envelope she was given was hidden in one of the drawers at her art studio. One of the few places he would never check but she will still need to move it to another location for paranoid reasons. Looking back at the blonde across the room, she let out a soft sigh for herself. All she hopes for when the time comes is that she doesn’t take so long when she goes away.

All for her own sake.

Trish sat herself on Krauser’s lap without a word and rested her head on his shoulder. He wrapped an arm around her figure and she adjusted her position better. She took in his scent of sandalwood and his sweat, inhaling the smell softly. As she did so she felt Krauser shifted under her weight and soon her lips latched against his neck, trailing soft kisses along his skin. She can feel the vibrations of his grunts against her lips as she continues.

“Getting a bit needy here, aren’t we?”

“Mmm…” She hummed against his skin and soon she was nibbling him, alternating with sucking to leave a few marks on him as he often does to her. “Badly…” To ensure the message was clear, she switched her position so that she was straddling his lap and rolled her hips against his. “Rain check on the reward?” She pulled away from his neck to face Krauser, staring back at her with a smirk on his face and the hazy look of lust in his eyes. “Consider this my reward instead.” He slung her over his shoulder as he stood up, holding her by the hips, and carried her up to the bedroom area.

It was two in the morning and Trish was downstairs reading the documents by the table lamp, not risking to use the lamp stand to wake up Krauser. In fact, she needed to be careful when reading them if he woke up and wondered where she could be before heading downstairs and questioned her reasoning to still be awake. Most of the papers were transcripts from an audio recording which will need to be looked at tomorrow when she’s alone, others were new information on the latest updates, and the rest were pictures to compare and examine on the large map included filled with red writing and markings. These things need to be thoroughly examined when Krauser heads out. Looking at her phone, she has been awake for half an hour. It was best to stop for the night and continue when she can. The envelope was tucked away between the painted canvases and stuck it in one of the corners.

Krauser hasn’t moved since she left the bed and she carefully slid herself back under the covers, composing herself to breathe slowly and carefully to even her breathing and to relax herself. While she does, she takes her remaining waking minutes to admire his sleeping features. ‘I will miss this.’ She thought, staring at his long lashes, the large scar trailing down the left side of his face, down to the long thin lips she has kissed so many times, aching to kiss him right now without a second thought. ‘And I will miss you, my love.’

Why was it when she closed her eye, her heart started to break and tears silently rolled down her cheeks?

#Jack Krauser #Dullahan #The Lost Swan #Hatter's writing #Krauser x OC #Jack Krauser X OC #Resident Evil Krauser #Krauser/Dullahan

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senanatheskenana · 1 year

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Good morning, I wanted to try the survey event if it's still open. If not, feel free to ignore this ask. And before we get to the question, I apologize for the grammar mistakes English isn't my native language.

1. My work ethic is more or less chaotic. I'm a huge procrastinator who can't follow a plan. I tend to do everything at the last minute under the stress and the pressure. Even if I'm interested in the work, I'll zone out pretty fast.

2. Overthinking is my second name /hj. Well, to be honest I'm a very anxious person, I tend to overanalyzing every single thing. How the baker did look at me, my outfit, my haircut... What a pain. :(

3. I use to be a very extraverted kid, but as I'm growing up I'm getting more and more introverted. I like staying alone or with the few people I can trust. Honestly, I don't see why you should waste your energy by befriending a lot of people when you can use your energy to take care of your loved ones.

4. The answer is very cliché, but it would be Japan. I would love to visit this country one day, climbing Mt Fuji, eating traditional food and discovering their culture.

5. I'm finishing High School and I don't really know what I want to study. Maybe biology or history.

6. I love sweet food with all my heart, give me chocolate and you're making me the happiest man alive.

7. I live with my cat and my two dogs and I wouldn't replace them with anything in the world. But if I could adopt another animal, it would probably be a pigeon or a bird of some kind.

8. I'm a trans man and I consider myself as aroace. So yes, this is more on a " if I could to date I would... " kind of thing or platonic. And I don't really care about the gender of my match.

9. That's a hard question. Probably the hardest on the list /hj. I don't really have one favourite song, more like a whole playlist, but if I should give you one I would say... Fine by Lemon Demon.

10. Family well... All depends on your relationship with them and how they treated you in the past. Sometimes it's important to distance yourself from them, to let go for becoming the best version of yourself. But it's also great when they got your back. So to get on a middle ground, I would say that family is important but you shouldn't let them control your life or make you feel guilty for anything. Talking about kids, I don't mind babysitting or keeping kids at home to help a friend but I don't want to be a father. I don't want kids, I would be a terrible father and I don't want them to grow up in this chaotic world. If the world became a better place, with less wars and dangers for them... Then I might reconsider my choice.

And I ended up writing way to much, I'm terribly sorry T_T. Thanks for reading this, take your time and don't forget to care of you. Have a nice day!

(ps : I find your work very cool)

im glad you like my writing, i really like writing it :)

Also don't worry about writing too much, i think that as long as it's good, you cant write too much xx

I would put you with Kazuha. He's kind and friendly and most of all very calming to be around. Kazuha likes to wander around, so he'd be thrilled to travel with you. While Kazuha can be pretty quiet, he is quite good at calming and comforting people. Kazuha understands the temptation of procrastination so he'd try his best to keep you on track, he may even do it with you. He probably isn't concerned with having children, considering he likes to be transitory and travel but he probably does like having animals around. I can totally see him with a bird too because they can easily follow the Crux

#genshin impact #genshin headcanons #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact fluff #genshin imagines #genshin impact imagine #genshin x reader

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mockingbirdshymn · 1 year

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headcanons for the adult camp camp characters part 1 nerriston/performance trio because i love them with all of my heart ever

preston ends up working at a local theatre as the primary director there!! the theatre's actors usually consist of high school students and the theatre ends up hosting a lot of larger high school or college plays, and preston has pressured quite a few colleges into doing some of his favorite plays. the happiest hes ever been was when he got to direct a heathers play. he literally came home and shoved the script in harrison and nerris' faces out of excitement.

harrison works as a magician at the same theatre. he did a few shows in other theatres, a few times in vegas. he wants to become a famous magician, (as preston does a famous actor), but likes his life where it is right now and wouldnt want to be moving all of the time for shows. plus, hes terrified of being seen as a freak of some sort of ridiculed. he does bigger shows every so often, dont think he doesnt, but he mainly does shows in his city.

nerris' job is in marketing. she hates it a lot but performance doesnt bring as much money in as theyd like so they have to put in effort. theyre honestly happy with it because while the job itself sucks, she likes seeing harrison and preston be able to do their own crafts.

nerris did not want a dog. preston and harrison found a dog being given away in a walmart parking lot. and thus, nerris woke up to a dog in their home. harrison named him mantacore after the roy and siegfried's tiger yk the one. he is a samoyed. he sleeps on the bed with them.

they dont have kids ever mostly because i really dont like kids im sorry but i feel as though preston would see a child and go "ew" and nerris is the only one with actually good parents so 2/3 of the kids parents would just not know what to do. soooo no kids

nerris binds but never gets top surgery!! this is mostly because some days they dont really get dysphoria, and they still like appearing feminine from time to time (though neutral is definitely their style like 75% of the time). this headcanon is made by me, someone who binds but does not want to get top surgery, half projecting onto nerris

harrison does not drink, preston sometimes does, nerris does. this doesnt rlly have a followup headcanon but i can only imagine harrison's introverted ass staring down at a cup of orange juice while at a party and then driving everyone else home

there are three bookshelves in the living room. you can tell whos is whos because one is filled with percy jackson and narnia and other fantasy books, another has every script to every play in existence ever as well as analysis books of creative theatre, and one has like four magic related books and mostly stores props. not to say harrison doesnt read, but he mostly steals from nerris' shelf when he wants to read.

every summer, the performance trio (along with the other adult campers) hangs out at camp campbell. the camp shut down after the kids all became adults, mostly because nobody wanted to send their kids to a camp known for being a money laundering scheme, housing a known criminal (cameron campbell), overall a big scam, and because the amount of fbi helicopters flying to the camp was enough to drive everyone else away. it was a miracle the campers were allowed to come back there the following summers.

as adults, the campers are all relatively good friends. dolph moved to germany, but he visits whenever he can, and neil is gone a lot doing research projects in different countries, but the campers still live relatively close together and hang out a lot. i cant see a universe where they stop talking after camp

in honor of the camp, and also because yellow grew on them after a while, yellow is still a color most of the campers wear pretty often, except for max, dolph, and space kid.

harrison is still scared of quartermaster. how is he not dead yet. it has been a decade. he looked old when david was a kid. why is he still here. what the fuck was up with that space octopus. what does he know.

i like to think at least once quartermaster showed up at the nerriston house, poked his hook at harrison and said "come with me" and harrison Just Did. he came back a day later looking absolutely disturbed. he probably saw a demon or something, knowing quartermaster.

#if this contradicts any of my other headcanon posts #ignore that #im inconsistent #i can never see characters i like having kids just ever #again its because i dont really like kids #theyre fun to babysit but. all of the time? 24/7? no

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