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lokilickedme · 3 years

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Hulu and Do You

A Hammer Of The Gods Jake & Tate Shortfic, Part One

Part One - The Worst Kind of Man Rated M for language and adult themes - no sex yet (and I stress yet) 1703 words Takes place a year after the events of Hammer of The Gods

I’m posting this here for now because I’m not in the mood to accidentally start another longfic and AO3 tends to do that to me. This will be two parts with the second coming later. Written under the duress of a headache and not edited or proofread, so...whatever’s down there is what ya get.

I’ll reblog later tonight with my tag list attached. Slide under the cut and lets go :)

“Geezus fuck kid, take that to your mom.”

Tate flinched, that same old kneejerk reaction to a raised male voice that she’d always had, a holdover from another time, another place, and most definitely another man. But the man in the next room hadn’t really raised his voice, had he? No, it was just that she was so damn used to it happening that the reflex had become too deeply ingrained to not be automatic. It made her feel ashamed of herself for not being over it, just a tiny bit.

Jake didn’t raise his voice. Not at her, not at her kids, not ever. She’d never really actually heard him raise it, not in anger, not even when he was threatening a creatively bloody demise toward her long gone ex the day he’d popped his jaw damn well near clean off his face.

Jake wasn’t a yeller.

But he was definitely a curser, and her son had committed the unforgivable by blasting into the room he was working in to offer up an empty GoGurt tube in trade for a new one.

It wasn’t unforgivable in this house though, and it wasn’t unforgivable with this man.

Only The Ex. Once upon a time.

Jake didn’t mind the kids coming into his study room; he wasn’t insanely nuts about them being around him, but he had no particular dislike of it either, other than when one or the other of them handed him something sticky.

Like the youngest just had.

She couldn’t blame him, to be honest. GoGurt tubes in the hands of a four year old weren’t something she enjoyed dealing with herself, and Jake - well, Jake wasn’t the daddy type. But he was a good man, albeit a filthy-mouthed one, and the words hadn’t even been the slightest bit irritated sounding. Just more of an Ew, hell no.

So why the flinch?

She’d been trying to sort that in her head for the past year, and the only conclusion she’d reached was the uncertain possibility that she was simply afraid that one day Jake would become like The Ex. Angry, irritated, controlling, condescending. Disapproving. Abusive. She had nothing to base it on other than the fact that it had happened once and her luck, though vastly improved since the night she’d grabbed the kids and walked out with nothing but Jake’s tuition money in her pocket, couldn’t possibly hold.

Or could it?

Perhaps Pete had been right when he’d summed his friend up in a single sentence - He might look like he’d snap your neck for a half smoked cig but he’d just as soon pay you a nickel for it. It hadn’t made sense at the time, but a year of dating the man had put a bit of clarity on it for her. Jake was quick to anger in attitude only. For the most part he was levelheaded, quiet, capable. He had a low tolerance for idiocy and a deep appreciation for common sense, and what he put into the world by way of surliness he made up for in an intense intelligence and observant nature that dictated he simply deal with problems himself instead of waiting for anyone else to solve them. And now, after all this time, she knew something not many other people knew.

The angry attitude wasn’t real.

Jake Harper was a fraud.

He didn’t hate the world...he was just uncomfortable in it. Whether it was shyness or impatience or what his sisters referred to as “a near fatal case of attention deficit coupled with just too damn smart for this world”, she’d probably never figure out.

Not that it mattered. She’d long since sorted how to work around it and keep that furrow-browed scowl from being used on her.

Jake was easily distractable...and he didn’t like to watch TV.

At all.

And that was where Tate’s secret weapon came into play.

He’d been studying a lot lately. Way too much, but he had finals coming up. She shouldn’t even be here, not really, not while he was working on such a time crunch with such a massive class load, but they hadn’t seen each other in a week aside from a quick lunch on Tuesday and a late night Facetime sexup the following evening. It hadn’t been difficult talking him into letting her come over.

Or talking Pete into picking up the kids and taking them to the park so she and Jake could be alone for a couple of hours. But he was running late and the kids were making a lot of noise, and now there was a drippy GoGurt tube incoming.

“Pete, come on.”

“Your wish is my command, Tatertot.”

“Geezus!!”

Her face went a bit warm, hearing that crude word pop out of her own mouth. She’d been around Jake too much, he was rubbing off on her.

Rubbing off on her.

The alternate connotations of that phrase added more heat to her cheeks but thankfully Pete didn’t notice. He was too busy grabbing her son up and tossing him haphazardly into the air, a horrifying habit she’d gotten used to.

“Sorry, runnin’ late. Little girl, come on lets go!” One huge paw came up to gingerly remove her son’s tiny fist from where it was twisted in his long unruly hair. “Ew. Is that GoGurt? Better be blueberry, the cotton candy looks shit on me.”

Good old Pete. If Jake hadn’t been the one to break the lock on her bedroom window - euphemism or no - things might have been a little different at this juncture of her life. But Pete was a better friend than Jake would have been if the roles were shifted, and she was grateful for the big brash Viking’s helpful companionship.

Especially now.

“Take some frozen peas for the ducks.”

And then they were gone, and she was left standing in the doorway to Jake’s study room, looking at his broad back and swooning just a little bit over the contrast between his long dark hair and the light blue of his tee shirt as he hunched forward over his desk, deep in concentration that she knew didn’t come easy for him.

“You want to take a break? Kids are gone, we could watch some TV.”

She knew he didn’t like TV, he didn’t have either the ability or the desire to put that much focus into something recreational after devoting so much effort into keeping his head on his studies. He turned his head just slightly to the side, not looking at her, but acknowledging her presence. “That show you like, they put the final season up.”

“Yeah? Which one?”

He leaned back in his chair, stretching his back. “That whack one about the preacher and the vampire.”

“You’re kidding?! Want to start it? I can call us in a pizza.”

He turned his chair to the left, coming around slowly to face her. There was something dark and slightly wicked in the twist of his lips that shot a shiver through her. “Do that. I’m gonna finish this chapter and then I’m gonna Hulu and do you.”

“Ooh...and here I thought the whole Netflix and chill trend was going to just pass us by. I mean...” She took a step back, exiting the doorway, letting her hand stray purposefully toward the top button of her shirt. “You’re always so busy with school and you have that personal vendetta against Netflix and all - “

“They sold Doctor Who to Amazon. Fuck ‘em.”

“Well yeah, can’t disagree with you there.”

His eyes passed over her briefly, lingering for just a moment on her hand where her fingers toyed with the button. It was enough. Jake didn’t ogle, though there were times she wished he would as some sort of a courtesy warning shot before he made his intentions known. There wasn’t a lot of preamble with him. Straightforward and to the point, always.

Good old Viletongue.

She had no complaints. Because she always knew where she stood with Jake.

But today...today she wasn’t planning on standing.

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He was bored already, she could tell. He was a scientist at heart, which she found humorous - Captain Curseword, the filthiest-mouthed man she’d ever met, the guy who could take a toddler’s boardbook with eleven words in it and turn it into a foul diatribe so intensely crass it made you step away from him for fear of the wrath of God accidentally hitting you while aiming at him - this man was possessed of an analytical mind so sharp and detail oriented that anything shy of a scientific documentary lost his attention within minutes. His chosen profession suited his intellect, the chemistry aspect of pharmacology more than enough to give his mind something to work on all the time, but it ran so counter crossways to the physical side of him that sometimes she found herself wondering if he’d been accidentally housed inside the wrong body at birth.

In fact, sometimes it seemed like he wasn’t quite human at all.

She’d thought him an angel once.

And then she’d slept with him and realized he was, in fact, a god.

A god that was about to fall asleep less than ten minutes into Preacher episode one season four. She looked over at him, next to her on the couch with his head back on the cushions, those stormy sky blue eyes half closed while his fingers tapped out an odd little rhythm on the thigh of her jeans. Likely typing a chemical equation of some kind, his brain’s stubborn refusal to shut down long enough to rest seeping out through the steady drum of his fingertips.

He was a confusing thing sometimes. He was both the best kind of man and the worst kind of man...and what she needed right now was the worst kind.

Taking that busily distracted hand from her thigh, she moved it up to her chest and laid it palm-down over her breast. Jake didn’t respond, but his fingers clenched slightly; she looked over to find he’d closed his eyes entirely, but the tiniest twitch of a grin was gently turning up the corners of that filthy, filthy mouth.

#Hiddleston fic #Hammer of The Gods #Jake and Tate

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This Is Water: David Foster Wallace on Life

Revisiting the tragic literary hero’s only public insights on life.

On September 12, 2008, David Foster Wallace took his own life, becoming a kind of patron-saint of the “tortured genius” myth of creativity. Just three years prior to his suicide, he stepped onto the podium at Kenyon College and delivered one of the most timeless graduation speeches of all time — the only public talk he ever gave on his views of life. The speech, which includes a remark about suicide by firearms that came to be extensively discussed after Wallace’s own eventual suicide, was published as a slim book titled This Is Water: Some Thoughts, Delivered on a Significant Occasion, about Living a Compassionate Life (public library).

You can hear the original delivery in two parts here and here, along with the the most poignant passages.

On solipsism and compassion, and the choice to see the other:

“Here is just one example of the total wrongness of something I tend to be automatically sure of: everything in my own immediate experience supports my deep belief that I am the absolute centre of the universe; the realest, most vivid and important person in existence. We rarely think about this sort of natural, basic self-centredness because it’s so socially repulsive. But it’s pretty much the same for all of us. It is our default setting, hard-wired into our boards at birth. Think about it: there is no experience you have had that you are not the absolute centre of. The world as you experience it is there in front of YOU or behind YOU, to the left or right of YOU, on YOUR TV or YOUR monitor. And so on. Other people’s thoughts and feelings have to be communicated to you somehow, but your own are so immediate, urgent, real.

Please don’t worry that I’m getting ready to lecture you about compassion or other-directedness or all the so-called virtues. This is not a matter of virtue. It’s a matter of my choosing to do the work of somehow altering or getting free of my natural, hard-wired default setting which is to be deeply and literally self-centered and to see and interpret everything through this lens of self. People who can adjust their natural default setting this way are often described as being ‘well-adjusted’, which I suggest to you is not an accidental term.”

On the double-edged sword of the intellect, which Einstein, Steve Jobs, and Anne Lamott have spoken to:

“It is extremely difficult to stay alert and attentive, instead of getting hypnotised by the constant monologue inside your own head (maybe happening right now). Twenty years after my own graduation, I have come gradually to understand that the liberal arts cliché about teaching you how to think is actually shorthand for a much deeper, more serious idea: learning how to think really means learning how to exercise some control over how and what you think. It means being conscious and aware enough to choose what you pay attention to and to choose how you construct meaning from experience. Because if you cannot exercise this kind of choice in adult life, you will be totally hosed. Think of the old cliché about ‘the mind being an excellent servant but a terrible master.’

This, like many clichés, so lame and unexciting on the surface, actually expresses a great and terrible truth. It is not the least bit coincidental that adults who commit suicide with firearms almost always shoot themselves in the head. They shoot the terrible master. And the truth is that most of these suicides are actually dead long before they pull the trigger.

And I submit that this is what the real, no-bullshit value of your liberal arts education is supposed to be about: how to keep from going through your comfortable, prosperous, respectable adult life dead, unconscious, a slave to your head and to your natural default setting of being uniquely, completely, imperially alone day in and day out.”

On empathy and kindness, echoing Einstein:

“[P]lease don’t think that I’m giving you moral advice, or that I’m saying you are supposed to think this way, or that anyone expects you to just automatically do it. Because it’s hard. It takes will and effort, and if you are like me, some days you won’t be able to do it, or you just flat out won’t want to.

But most days, if you’re aware enough to give yourself a choice, you can choose to look differently at this fat, dead-eyed, over-made-up lady who just screamed at her kid in the checkout line. Maybe she’s not usually like this. Maybe she’s been up three straight nights holding the hand of a husband who is dying of bone cancer. Or maybe this very lady is the low-wage clerk at the motor vehicle department, who just yesterday helped your spouse resolve a horrific, infuriating, red-tape problem through some small act of bureaucratic kindness. Of course, none of this is likely, but it’s also not impossible. It just depends what you want to consider. If you’re automatically sure that you know what reality is, and you are operating on your default setting, then you, like me, probably won’t consider possibilities that aren’t annoying and miserable. But if you really learn how to pay attention, then you will know there are other options. It will actually be within your power to experience a crowded, hot, slow, consumer-hell type situation as not only meaningful, but sacred, on fire with the same force that made the stars: love, fellowship, the mystical oneness of all things deep down.”

On false ideals and real freedom, or what Paul Graham has called the trap of prestige:

“Worship power, you will end up feeling weak and afraid, and you will need ever more power over others to numb you to your own fear. Worship your intellect, being seen as smart, you will end up feeling stupid, a fraud, always on the verge of being found out. But the insidious thing about these forms of worship is not that they’re evil or sinful, it’s that they’re unconscious. They are default settings.

They’re the kind of worship you just gradually slip into, day after day, getting more and more selective about what you see and how you measure value without ever being fully aware that that’s what you’re doing.

And the so-called real world will not discourage you from operating on your default settings, because the so-called real world of men and money and power hums merrily along in a pool of fear and anger and frustration and craving and worship of self. Our own present culture has harnessed these forces in ways that have yielded extraordinary wealth and comfort and personal freedom. The freedom all to be lords of our tiny skull-sized kingdoms, alone at the centre of all creation. This kind of freedom has much to recommend it. But of course there are all different kinds of freedom, and the kind that is most precious you will not hear much talk about much in the great outside world of wanting and achieving... The really important kind of freedom involves attention and awareness and discipline, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them over and over in myriad petty, unsexy ways every day.

That is real freedom. That is being educated, and understanding how to think. The alternative is unconsciousness, the default setting, the rat race, the constant gnawing sense of having had, and lost, some infinite thing.”

On what “education” really means and the art of being fully awake to the world:

“The real value of a real education [has] almost nothing to do with knowledge, and everything to do with simple awareness; awareness of what is so real and essential, so hidden in plain sight all around us, all the time, that we have to keep reminding ourselves over and over:

‘This is water.’

It is unimaginably hard to do this, to stay conscious and alive in the adult world day in and day out. Which means yet another grand cliché turns out to be true: your education really IS the job of a lifetime.”

In the altogether excellent Magic Hours: Essays on Creators and Creation, Tom Bissell writes:

“The terrible master eventually defeated David Foster Wallace, which makes it easy to forget that none of the cloudlessly sane and true things he had to say about life in 2005 are any less sane or true today, however tragic the truth now seems. This Is Water does nothing to lessen the pain of Wallace’s defeat. What it does is remind us of his strength and goodness and decency — the parts of him the terrible master could never defeat, and never will.”

Complement with the newly released David Foster Wallace biography.

Source: Maria Popova, brainpickings.org (12th September 2012)

#quote #love #life #meaning #existential musings #all eternal things #love in a time of...#intelligence quotients #depth perception #critical thinking #being human #this is who we are #stands on its own #elisa english #elisaenglish

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Episode 109: Songs About Texas - details

Episode Summary A lot happens. Liz, Maria, Michael, and Max go to Texas for healing and info, but end up disappointed. Alex lets Cameron into the military bunker and he and Kyle tell her stuff that drives her to drink. Noah sees Isobel in her pod. Max and Liz finally kiss and make up. Liz finishes a cure for Isobel. And, Alex gets tired of walking away.

Details - this is not an exhaustive list of every single detail, just just a few that might be important now or later.

SIX WEEKS LATER

Six weeks have passed since the last episode. (That’s a lot of time.)

Opening montage

Max is in the pod cave reading to Isobel from one of the 977 books he brought in there. Along with his lawn chair, a blanket, thermos, and other random items he’s dragged into the cave he now apparently lives in.

Michael is working in his science basement, probably helping research cures for Isobel.

Liz is working in her lab, but at least she’s wearing gloves now.

Michael is also helping Liz in the lab, donating his blood to the cause while Liz makes attempt #148 at an antidote.

Sheriff station

Noah wants the Sheriff to open a missing persons case because he doesn’t know where Isobel is, and doesn’t believe she’s in rehab. And by the way, he thinks Max is guilty because he won’t tell him where she is.

Meanwhile, Cameron is overhearing everything.

Wild Pony

Maria is telling Alex about how her mom now thinks it’s 1998 and her memory is getting worse.

Michael approaches, causing Alex to decide to leave.

Michael wants to know if this is how it really ends between them - the sex was epic so the break-up should be too. (To “really make it feel over.”)

Alex walks away with a final quote: “Sometimes the world ends with a whimper, Guerin.”

As he leaves, Michael forgets to shout “So I was ‘the world’ to you, Alex?”

Max is waiting at a table to tell Michael that they need to go to Texas to see a healer who may know about the alien symbol.

The healer is just outside McLean, Texas (about a 4.5 hr drive from Roswell.)

Apparently, at some point during the 6 weeks, Michael shared with Max that he thinks the alien symbol might be a beacon.

Liz’s Lab

Liz might have an antidote ready for Isobel, but she wants to wait 36 hours to make sure it’s really stable.

Kyle tells Liz that calling time of death on a patient isn’t becaues he killed them, it’s because he couldn’t save them.

Except he says “most times” - meaning sometimes he’s actually killed them? Uh... hopefully he’s just not good at expressing himself and he’s not an actual murderer. lol

The “healing” tents in Texas

Michael and Maria exchange some banter while Max and Liz give each other heart eyes.

The group watches the healer supposedly heal an old man.

Outside, Michael wants to corner her and make her talk, but Max points out that if she’s legit, she’s stronger than he is so they shouldn’t expose themselves. Instead, he suggest Michael go in to get his hand healed.

A random highway

Cameron pulls Alex over to ask for his help and confesses that she’s been asked by Manes to look into strange things in town.

Apparently, Alex served two tours with the “highest-regarded air expeditionary group” and was recommended for the Air Force Medal, and the Air Force Cross before he was injured. His 3 brothers have medals too.

I can’t find evidence of an “Air Force Medal” in the United States Air Force, though there is an Airman Medal.

The Air Force Cross, however, is the 2nd highest military award in the Air Force. According to Google, “It may be awarded to any individual who, while serving in any capacity with the U.S. Air Force, distinguishes him or herself by extraordinary heroism in combat.”

This was before Alex was hurt, so this has nothing to do with his injury. Before ever being injured, Alex showed extraordinary heroism in a combat situation.

The military bunker - (aka “Alex Mane’s Command Base”)

A teenage prostitute was killed in 2011, and her autopsy shows a handprint. The official autopsy doesn’t mention a handprint.

A medical examiner named Jane Holden has signed off on 14 autopsies in 10 years in Roswell, all of them homeless, addicts, and illegal immigrants. The first of the 14 was Rosa Ortecho.

Cameron confessed to Alex that his dad asked her to surveil him, and says she’d rather team up with him than his dad.

“Healing” area in Texas

Michael and Maria go together to see the healer, but she immediately pegs him for a mechanic and tells him it’ll cost $8000 for a healing.

Outside, Michael informs Max and Liz of the healer’s “magical BS”. But Maria wants to believe her.

While the girls chat, Michael opens the side of the tent with his mind, exposing the healer as a fraud as she pays off the old guy she “healed.”

Maria storms off to hit the local bar.

Max angrily whips out his badge and goes in to confront the fraud, Liz following.

Max accidentally fries her hand-light with his anger, and the lady admits that she’s taking advantage of the people’s fantasies for money, but she denies knowing anything about the symbol.

Max storms off with tears in his eyes (because that’s what he does best, bless him.)

The Tavern in Texas

Liz, Michael, and Maria are having drinks, but Max seems depressed and is only drinking water.

Maria says her mom is going lose all her memories by the time she’s 50, the healer is a thief, she’s been stuck with Guerin all day, and Max is moping, so she’s going to retaliate by getting on stage.

Luckily, despite the fact that no karaoke appears to have been happening earlier, the band is immediately fine with Maria going up and starting to sing.

Max is too sad to dance with Liz, so she grabs “Mikey” and goes to dance.

Guerin is every bit as adorkable dancing as Vlamis is IRL.

Maria pulls Max up to sing, and Nate Parsons has to act like he can’t sing because apparently Max can’t.

Military Bunker, take 2. This time with Kyle joining the party

Kyle mentions Alex bringing a “girl into the clubhouse” because apparently he’s 12 for a split second and wants to know why someone with cooties is in their fun boy’s club?

So Cameron lets him know that she’s a military vet who could basically break him in a second and a half.

Alex asks Kyle about the medical examiner who’s been signing off on all the fake autopises.

They read Kyle in on the 14 mysterious deaths, starting with Rosa’s, prompting Kyle to ask if Cameron is going to head home.

She takes it about as well as you’d expect.

Cameron admits she’s worried about Max’s involvement, Alex asks if that’s why she finally brought it to them after 6 weeks, and Cameron tells them now Max might be a suspect in a missing persons case.

Kyle tells her Isobel isn’t missing and she doesn’t need to involve herself in this. But she threatens to tell their mom and dad if they push her out.

The boys finally tell Cam about aliens.

Cam didn’t think Max was an alien murderer... maybe a wizard murderer.

Kyle says Max -probably- isn’t a murderer.

Alex says he’s not a murderer, and nothing his dad has said about anyone can be taken as truth.

Kyle: “Is everyone in this town in love with Max Evans?”

Right answer: I mean, probably, yeah.

Alex: “Angsty nerd isn’t really my type. Even if he is tall.”

(HA. Because Kyle has this thing about being shorter than Max. Good one, Alex.)

Kyle: “Is your type angry cowboy? That’s why you shut down Project Shepherd. So your dad would stop digging into your boyfriend.”

No, darn you, Kyle. Alex shut it down for totally legit reasons, okay? Because it was unauthorized and wrong.

Turns out Dr. Holden doesn’t exist.

Alex decides to reopen Project Shepherd for one last operation with him in charge. They’re going to get to the bottom of this alien murder spree.

Texas at night

Maria and Michael wander off into the desert equiped with blankets and banter.

While Max and Liz decide to get a couple rooms at the motel across the street.

He tells her the whole world feels wrong without Isobel, and he’s been having trouble sleeping.

Texas motel

There’s only one room so Liz and Max have to share.

Never mind, Carina isn’t going to use that trope - another room is found and Max and Liz head off to sleep separately.

Only they can’t sleep so they end up chatting outside.

Max is sad because no one can relate to his gift and what a burden it is to be able to heal people.

He wonders if healing wouldn’t make him sick if he practiced more. And he has memorized the names of everyone who’s died since he’s been on the force.

Liz quotes a little Shakespeare at Max, and then Max asks permission to put his jacket over her. Because he’s all about consent.

This is probably why all of Roswell loves him.

He thanks Liz again for what she’s doing to help Isobel, and admits that they don’t deserve her help, prompting Liz to say, “You were a kid in an impossible circumstance with no one to turn to. I would do anything for my sister, so how can I hate you for a moment of desperation?”

Liz says she’s no longer angry at Max’s deception, and that she’s always thought Max was good, so his lying broke her heart.

But she still believes he’s good.

Military bunker, take 3.

Kyle offers to get a beer sometime with Alex if he ever wants to drop the solider jargon and relax.

Alex seems to be struggling to believe that Guerin and his friends committed 14 murders.

Kyle tells him the trio have done things he can’t forgive, but they grew up with them. (Implying they should know them well enough to know they’re not serial killers.)

Kyle suggests Alex talk to Michael, but Alex doesn’t want to go in blind.

So Kyle reminds him it’s a conversation, not a war.

Texas at night

Maria and Michael are wandering in circles, looking for the motel and bantering.

They can’t find it, so they have sex instead. (As one does, when lost in the desert.)

“Healing” tents again

Max is determined to get info on the alien symbol, offering up all his money and everything of value he has in exchange.

Older lady sends the younger lady away and tells Max about a woman she knew as a girl at the reservation who could heal people with her hands. She didn’t draw the symbol, it drew itself around her.

The woman never left the reservation or spoke until the day she died when she said, “He has arrived so I may leave.”

Turns out that happened right around the time the trio was emerging from their pods.

Texas desert in the morning

Apparently Michael and Maria’s superpower is sleeping outside on a cold night in the desert with one thin blanket on top and very little clothing and somehow not freezing to death.

Also, how is Maria sleeping barely covered and not freezing?

Maria isn’t terribly pleased to realize she slept with Michael and tells him to tell no one that it happened.

Max and Liz have taken Michael’s truck home, so Michael and Maria will have to ride home together.

Pod cave

Max is explaining to Liz that the women’s death on the reservation coincided with them getting out of their pods.

Liz is sorry about that, but wants to know if Max has been sleeping in the cave after she gets a good look at his mini living room there and 977 books.

Max: “No, no. Not since it got too cold at night, anyway.”

Outside the cave

Liz is afraid she’ll accidentally kill Isobel and Max will hate her.

Max has complete faith in her and could never hate her.

So Liz accuses him of being in love with a perfect verion of her that doesn’t exist.

Max proves that he sees her flaws but he still loves her.

Then they kiss.

And kiss more... for a long time.

Long enough for Noah to sneak in and see Isobel in a pod and then sneak away.

Noah calls the police station and tells them to cancel the missing persons report because he saw Isobel and she’s fine. In rehab.

Uh huh.

Liz’s lab

Kyle is looking in on Liz’s antidote samples and waiting for Liz so he can tell her that Isobel possibly murdered 14 people so maybe she shouldn’t come out of her pod just yet.

We don’t see the conversation, but we can assume that Liz told him that Isobel didn’t do it.

Police station

Kyle tells Cam that Holden was the doctor that signed off on his father’s death certificate leading him to believe what the rest of us have known since like episode 3 - that Jim Valenti didn’t die of natural causes.

And Manes covered it up.

The airstream

Alex pulls up to have a conversation with Michael, but changes his mind when Michael finds Maria’s necklace in his boot.

Instead he makes something up about car trouble and says he’ll come back to see Sanders about it later.

But then he changes his mind again and decides he doesn’t want to walk away from the conversation.

Alex tells Michael that he loved him, and he thinks that Michael loved him for a long time. Michael agrees.

Alex: “But we didn’t even know each other that well, did we? I mean we just, we connected like something...”

Michael: “Cosmic.”

Alex: “Yeah, but we didn’t even do that much talking. And I want to talk. I want to start over. I want to - I don’t know. I want to be friends. I...I want to know who you are, Guerin.”

Michael: “Do you want to know who I am? Or do you want to know what I am?”

Alex: “Yes.”

Pod cave

Max is reading to Isobel his novel-in-progress, because we all knew he was writing one.

Liz comes in to tell Max she thinks she may have the antidote for Isobel.

Max interrupts her science-talk with a kiss because now this is something he does.

Liz then tells Max what Kyle told her about the additional alien murders. But she knows it wasn’t Isobel - she suspects there’s a fourth alien out there.

#roswell new mexico #max evans #liz ortecho #michael guerin #alex manes #maria deluca #kyle valenti #noah bracken #episode 109 #details #roswell nm season 1

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***LONG AS HELL*** This is a fuck coworkers. ☺ I’ve worked at a popular retail store - opposite of Young Magenta (try and figure that out) - for almost two years now. It’s been pretty decent, management’s fairly nice, most coworkers are great, and the pay isn’t bad. But, just less than a year ago, the store hired this really young kid, L, lied on his application about his age to get the job, the whole shabang, whatever. He starts off as someone that’s really easy to work with, talk to, and get along with and he just seemed excited to be there, which was really nice. He worked exclusively on the salesfloor for the first few months, but then moved to cashier solely after that. That’s when he starts to become irritating. Young Magenta is pretty strict on employees pushing for brand credit cards and even though you’re not affected if you don’t get cards often, managers will look down on you. They tend to most often favor cashiers and give them the most hours, especially if they have high card per transaction turnover rates. Which, honestly, doesn’t bother me. I’m not a cashier, but my best friend is and she works damn hard to make her customers happy and get brand credit cards the right way. But L will sabotage anyone just so he can have the highest turnover rate in the store. There was this other guy who used to work there who he fought with all the time. The other guy was in the middle of processing a card when L comes over to his register and hits the escape button on the keyboard multiple times to get out of the application process. Like, that’s a dick move and management just ignored the situation. He’s also taken advantage of customers, especially the one’s that don’t speak English very well. He’ll ask them if they want to sign up for a card, and they’re not dumb, they know it’s a credit card, so they say no. He will then still continue with the application process without telling the customer, and they’re unknowingly giving their credit information to the company. At the end of the process, he tells them if they were approved for the card or not and the customer is, understandably, mad about this. I haven’t researched it yet, but I’m almost positive this is some type of fraud. As far as I’m aware though, no consequential action has been taken after managers were informed. All that’s happened is customers now have to give they’re signature so they’re made aware that they’re entering a credit card application process. L recently started getting a lot more credit cards (probably because of committing fraudulent behavior) which in turn results in more hours (which means he’s actually been rewarded rather than punished). He’s there every single day, staying longer when managers ask. He never leaves. Everyone was pretty friendly to him for a while, but only on a level of being able to tolerate him. Keyword friendly, not friends. I don’t know why, but he seems to take this as a sign to start doing stupid shit to his coworkers during store hours, right in front of customers. He’s throwing hangers, merchandise that’s needed to be stocked at the front counter at other employees, and most recently he’s learned how to shoot sensor pins with rubber bands. Our sensor pins are actual needles that are sharp and will hurt you, and any cashier that has accidentally dropped one can tell you they hurt when you step on them. So they’re kind of dangerous. I was closing with him a few weeks ago and we’re folding down a table together (after he had walked around the store doing nothing for almost an hour after we closed) and while I’m folding, he starts shooting the sensor pins at the wall right above a mirror (I think he stashed them in his pockets, I don’t fucking know). I tell him, “Hey, L, that’s pretty dangerous and you could hurt someone, you probably shouldn’t do that.” And that bitch has the nerve to turn to me and say, “No, the only people it’ll hurt are mannequins,” AND THEN CONTINUES SHOOTING THEM. I didn’t even say anything to him after that, it was the end of my shift, I was tired and I didn’t want to deal with him anymore. So the next day rolls around and I get to work. One of my coworkers is near the end of her shift. I’m out on the floor running a rack of clothes, and she’s out folding a table, waiting to be called up to registers to back up since L is main cashier. She sees me running and comes up to me and starts telling me that L has been shooting sensor pins at her and another cashier’s legs all day, and even told him to stop but he wouldn’t listen. She wants to tell our manager but is hesitant because she doesn’t want to come off as “that” person at work that’s going to tell on everyone, even though she never does it. I tell her to do it anyway, because in reality, L needs to be put in his place and telling a manager about the situation is really just letting them know about a safety hazard within the work place. It’s a killing two birds with one stone type of situation. The end of her shift comes and she clocks out and finds the lead manager at the time and tells her what’s been going on. She specifically said she did not want to come off as “that” person, but she felt what L was doing was a danger to hers and others safety and after asking him to stop multiple times with no luck, felt the need to let a higher up know and have them handle the situation. My coworker leaves and I’m running another rack when my manager approaches me and starts asking about what’s happening with L. I tell her what happened the night before, that he’s come very close to hitting me in the head with a hanger, and the same story my coworker told me. The manager then goes on to say, “Yeah, that’s not okay, I’m gonna talk to him about it.” She calls him over walkie and tells him to meet her in the office. Cool, situation’s taken care of. Nope. I’m in the back processing clothes with another coworker when L walks out of the office and goes on his break. The place where we process clothes and take breaks are in the same area. A conversation with L and others who were on their breaks comes up about hating some of our other coworkers. L says, “Yeah, *insert said manager’s name here* told me I have to watch my own back because not everyone here wants to be my friend and I have to keep my eyes out for myself.” I’m furious at this point. Even though after being told we were not out to get him and she was only being told this for the safety of customers and other employees, this manager had the nerve to manipulate the situation into making it seem like me and my coworker were trying to sabotage L. I have never been more outraged by this company than I was in that moment. This was done specifically because he’s getting brand credit cards. He’s annoying as hell to them, but they still worship the ground he walks on which is shitty because there’s a lot of people at that store that go above and beyond their job expectations and can’t get so much as a thank you for it. The higher up management is awful at this store, and our lower management who all cannot stand L, can’t do anything about it. I’ve been wanting to quit for a while but I think this is where I draw the line. The disrespect me and my coworker (and many others) have been shown is unacceptable. Hopefully I’ll be able to find another job soon, and when I put in my two weeks notice at Young Magenta, I’ll be sure to mention that my sole reason for leaving is that this store cannot fire or even write up a child who has no respect for his customers or coworkers and has no value to this company besides the amount of credit cards he gets for the store that makes us look good in the weekly reports within our district. Thanks Young Magenta.

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Action Bronson “BLUE CHIPS 7000″ Album Commentary

Action Bronson has been putting on for chubby white guys who hate Michael Jordan for the better part of a decade now, I guess that's why I've always had a special place in my heart for his music. The Queens, New York born Crook-turned-Cook-turned-Rapper-turned-TV personality has an uncommon bag of references and a flair for showmanship that is highly polarizing; you're either gonna be a big fan of a guy who talks French cuisine and Italian handbags on almost every track, or you're gonna sleep on him on your way to defending XXXtentacion in yet another online argument. His listening audience has been waiting for this project since the psychedelic, experimental Mr. Wonderful dropped back in March of 2015. Let's dive right in and see what Bronson and his bevy of hit making, sampling expert producers have for us:

1) Wolf Pack:

This track opens with an audio clip of Action Bronson having a conversation with (who I am assuming is) his very, very stoned mother in a car. It's a jarring way to start an album; you can hear a dog whimper and another woman laugh from somewhere inside the car, it's strange- but then, a musical jumpcut puts us in the passenger seat of a 74' Coup De Ville on our way to collect some money we're owed while Bronson shouts "PUERTO RICAN AIRFORCE ONES AT THE WEDDING" which is the perfect opening to this album. This beat is perfect, Bronson rides the pocket expertly, only stepping out of the sweet spot to say inflammatory shit like "YOU SMOKE LITTLE BLUNTS LIKE KEVIN HART'S ARMS" or "I SHOT DOPE BEFORE I WROTE THIS - SNORT DOPE AND DO AEROBICS BY THE OCEAN" it's an excellent leadoff.

4/5

2) La Luna:

Of course this is going to be an album full of skits, Bronson loves that type of theatre. The conceit of this track is Action's homie calling "La Luna Luxury car rentals" and being put on hold, and that hold music just happens to be the funkiest beat of all time- so Action raps over it from across the room until the beat fades all the way in. From there it's the average Bronson song. A lot of really cool, quotable bars that evoke 80's coke dream vibes.

3/5

3) Chairman's Intent:

Right back to it, this beat sounds like the score to a 70's blacksploitation flick and Action is even more swaggering than usual in his delivery and lyrics. Halfway through the track the beat cuts out, and a beautiful string section hints at the song ending... right before the beat slams back on and Action shouts "TWO PUMPS FROM THE INHALER GOT ME FEELING LIKE LAWRENCE TAYLOR" and all of the sudden I am in a silk bathrobe dancing around my living room like a fucking fool. Don't listen to this song unless you're trying to build the courage to do an armed robbery or else you're gonna derail your whole life by accident. This is home invasion music. It's a musical Tarantino flick, but like, less N Words dropped.

4/5

4) Hot Pepper (feat. Mayhem Lauren and Jah Tiger):

Thank god we get to hear from Mayhem Laurenovich on this album. This duo is one of the best tag teams in all of rap music, together here rapping over a hook provided by Jamaica's own Jah Tiger (first seen on an episode of "Fuck That's Delicious".) Bronson's verse is a lot of fun (saying shit like "I'M QUALIFIED TO SPEAK FOR MY ATTORNIES, ADRESS THE JURY IN A SHAQ JERSEY"), buy Mayhem steals the show on the song. He comes in, off beat as hell and overpowers the whole shit. He's flexing about some amazing shit here, "YOU THE TYPE TO COMPLIMENT A ROLLIE AT THE URINAL - I'M THE TYPE TO RESEARCH CONTINENTS AND THEN EXPLORE A FEW" that's fucking hilarious.

4/5

5) Bonzai:

This track is fucking amazing. This is the exact Action Bronson I first became a fan of- more measured both in production and in his lyrics here. "DADDY BACK WITH HIS LONG WHITE CADDILLAC, NOW IT'S TIME TO TAKE A NAPPY-NAP" your favourite could never sound like a king pin while saying "Nappy-Nap" b I guarantee it. The more conversational, less action movie star Bronson is a welcome surprise on this album that has so far been an audio reimagining of every movie that his namesake Charles Bronson ever starred in. The crackhead audio at the end is also pretty, pretty good.

5/5

6) Let It Rain:

This song starts with the sounds of a chick moaning (weird) and a really crazy Merengue instrumental serving as the beat (fire). I'm about to don my dance shoes and show you turkeys how to box step like a 5 time ballroom champ. Once you get past the super awkward audio of the woman cumming the song is actually pretty sick, as soon as I'm rich enough to steal a boat I will be piloting it out into a quiet, sunny bay and listening to this while I search the entire cabin for the liquor cabinet before accidentally capsizing the vessel. The last bar on the track is Action exclaiming "THESE DUDES TRASH LIKE MICHAEL JORDAN JEANS" which means a whole lot to me.

4/5

7) My Right Lung:

This track opens with the silkiest jazz you've ever heard, but it's got this bite to it that makes you think Gil Scott Heron is about to hop into the breach and tell us that white people are the devil, before this Albanian Devil leans in with- "I'D GIVE MY RIGHT LUNG IF I COULD DUNK A BASKETBALL ONE TIME" -Fuck okay Bronson, me too. This might be my favorite track on this whole album. I demand to know who this sample is- if it is a sample at all. I'm impressed with how much he lets the beat breathe on this, it creates an atmosphere that makes his last, more frenetic verse pay off a ton harder. "FUCK A CRITIC, I'LL HAVE MY LIL SPANISH HOMIE HIT YOU WITH THE CIVIC - SPEND A MOTHERFUCKER SPINNIN"

5/5

8) TANK (featuring Big Body Bes):

This beat is fucking crazy. The flip on the sample is insane. Bronson is spitting really fun, carefree shit here like "SOMEHOW WE GOT JEEPS IN JAIL, TELL THE JUDGE IT'S ALL GOOD, GO HEAD AND KEEP THAT BAIL" and "DADDY SWERVE THE COUP WITH CONVICTION, GUNS UNDER THE PILLOW LIKE MY TOOTH MISSING, EVERYBODY KNOW IT'S ME CUS THE ROOF MISSING." Then Big Body Bes steps in and screams the dumbest, coolest sounding shit ever like only he is capable of. "ONLY GOD COULD BENCH US - YOU WAS IN THE DAYROOM DOING SPLITS - I TOLD YOU STOP BLOCKING THE TV - I'M TRYING TO WATCH MAURY - AND HANG THAT FUCKING PHONE UP" Holy fuck I'm 5 years old again watching WWE for the first time.

5/5

9) Let Me Breathe:

Harry Fraud and Action Bronson should get married n make music together every damn day. They are a power couple, and have maybe never made a bad song together? This was the leadoff single from this album, and also probably my least favourite song on it- but it's still very good. It's a little cute for my likes, but I say that as I nod my head in a top-to-bottom Ralph Lauren outfit that I didn't have on before this song started playing.

3/5

10) 9-24-7000 (feat Rick Ross):

This shit is crazy. It opens with Action comparing himself with Sting, and moves on to a whole myriad of blowjobs, fast cars and fine dining - before he dives off the back of a boat and let's Rick Ross take a turn on the mic. NOW, i should preface this off the bat- Rick Ross could not have written this verse- it's too good. Same shit happened with his verse on Devil In A New Dress.. Anything too impressive coming out of Ross' corner, I just assume it was 8 struggle rappers turned ghost writers and a whole lot of coffee in some shitty office building near Burbank- ANYWAY- This verse is good as hell, it makes the song slap in the way only Rick Ross lending a verse can. I want some goddamn lemon pepper wings now. You can hear J. Cole's woke rant at the end of this track too, which is sad but fun.

5/5

11) The Choreographer:

I'll take the time to say it now- if not the best album of the year - this has so far been the most fun to listen to. I have been transported to a lot of foreign locales and into the back seat of a lot of vintage luxury automobiles just by throwing in headphones and pressing play on this shit. A standing ovation can be heard at the top of this track, and it's honestly really deserved. I want to roller-skate with a single mother to this shit, not even in a roller rink either. He's out here doing his best Dru Hill impression (literally) on this track. Give it up to Bronson. This shit is great.

4.5/5

12) Chop Chop Chop:

Back to the psychedelia that made so many cameos on Action Bronson's last project. A smoky choir backs up drugged out guitar riffs and shaky drums behind Bronson's "THE WHEELS ON THE RANGE GO CHOP CHOP" chorus, and the standout bar on this shit, "THE BLUNT LASTS LONGER THAN A WHOLE BADHU CONCERT" that's hilarious. For all the work he put in on the first half of this album, these last few tracks just feel like a victory lap.

3.5/5

13) Durag vs. Headband (feat Big Body Bes):

Victory lap complete. This whole album went fucking hammers, and this song is the perfect button on it. He's just stunting on us, it's fantastic. "I'M IN THE CLUB WITH A CONDOM ON - ALL UNDERARMOR ON" then Bes' chorus, and him fucking everything up again with more angry spouting off that simultaneously makes me giggle like a kid and want to commit felonies. This shit is good as hell.

4/5

OVERALL SCORE: 8.3/10

This album is everything I want from a Bronson project. It's got dope beats, ridiculous lyrics, + attitude and brevity in equal parts. The best track, IMO, has got to be "TANK".

#Action Bronson #Blue Chips 7000 #Big Body Bes

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Get to Know Me Uncomfortably Well (Filled Out)

@southeastasyano wanted me to completely fill out these 100 questions and a bonus one, and an anonymous asker wanted me to answer just a few. So here ya go! Go on and stalk me, young ones.

For the questions below the cut, I tag: @southeastasyano, @fukigen-na-boy, @prfm-au, @prfm-us, @housekinoame, @cosmog-explorer, @jenmarii, @chrism-sol, @p-r-f-m, @securitylucy, @a-chan-san and @jeffhardys!

What is your middle name? I never use it on my passports or regularly, but I do have a middle name. But I don’t wanna say it >///<

How old are you? I am currently 17 years old!

When is your birthday? June 24th!

What is your zodiac sign? Cancer (yes, I’m that mentally unstable b*tch)

What is your favorite color? Green all the f*cking way!!

What’s your lucky number? 3

Do you have any pets? I had two fish, but they died when I was 11 :’(

Where are you from? While I was born in London, United Kingdom, my family originates from Sri Lanka

How tall are you? I am 6 foot 1 inch.

What shoe size are you? I am only UK size 7.

How many pairs of shoes do you own? I own only five pairs of shoes.

What was your last dream about? It was a dream in which my best friend committed suicide... Yeah, it was grim, and was more of a nightmare :(

What talents do you have? I am pretty good when it comes to learning foreign languages, and I play piano maybe kinda semi-decently well? I can also do that thing where I can show the red bit inside my eyes, and I can fit my whole fist in my mouth.

Are you psychic in any way? Ask @prfm-us

Favourite song? ‘New Americana’ by Halsey or ‘I Know Places’ by Taylor Swift or ‘Warm Blood’ by Carly Rae Jepsen...

Favourite movie? It would have to be ‘The Emoji Movie’

Who would be your ideal partner? James Wright <3 Well, he is my bf so, um, yay?

Do you want children? Yup, I’d love to see my kid go through life and me be like “ha, I remember when I went through that shizz”

Do you want a church wedding? Well, I’m a Buddhist and I don’t know how they do weddings, so I guess I’d be fine with a civil ceremony of sorts..?

Are you religious? Not at all, and I’m not really sad about it either.

Have you ever been to the hospital? So many f*cking times, honestly. Some weren’t as bad, whereas there is one in particular that will always be my worst ever day alive.

Have you ever got in trouble with the law? Nope, I’m pretty submissive with the law, I’m too scared of punishment haha

Have you ever met any celebrities? When I was in primary school, I was chosen to go meet the Queen and that was pretty cool. We gave her like this bouquet of flowers and she didn’t seem very appreciative. (Just kidding, I love you, Lizzie)

Baths or showers? I prefer baths, but I always have showers because otherwise I might never come out.

What colour socks are you wearing? I’m wearing black socks which say “Thursday” in green font. And yes, it is Thursday where I am, my OCD is too much.

Have you ever been famous? Well, Kyary tweeted my video once and I f*cking YELLED, but no, I’m pretty irrelevant!

Would you like to be a big celebrity? No haha, I wouldn’t be able to handle that much attention to be honest.

What type of music do you like? Electropop, I guess is what it is. I also like modern 80s pop (does that make sense) and also EDM.

Have you ever been skinny dipping? No, haha, I think that just isn’t a very common thing in Britain.

How many pillows do you sleep with? Just one, under my head.

What position do you usually sleep in? I sleep like a fetus does in the womb. Enjoy that mental image.

How big is your house? 3 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms. Not amazing, but my family is somewhat well-off.

What do you typically have for breakfast? Basic cereal, generally.

Have you ever fired a gun? Yup, I spent a short while in my school’s combined cadet force before deciding that it wasn’t for me.

Have you ever tried archery? No, I think I have terrible hand-eye co-ordination anyway haha

Favorite clean word? If you mean normal, random word, then my favourite is kumquat.

Favorite swear word? My favourite swear word on it’s own is c*nt because I love how it rolls off the tongue, it just sounds like pure spite. In an insult, definitely f*cknut or f*cktard is a common resort for me.

What’s the longest you’ve ever gone without sleep? 4 days, powered by a coffee each day. And I wasn’t even tired, people basically forced me to have coffee.

Do you have any scars? I have one on my leg from a surgery where they put a metal screw in my hip to make sure that it grew straight (well I didn’t turn out straight, but my leg did). Also, I still have a few old ones on my thighs and wrists...

Have you ever had a secret admirer? Ahahahahahaha, as if anyone would go to that effort over someone like me.

Are you a good liar? If I do say so myself, yes, I am. Or was I lying there?!?!?!?!

Are you a good judge of character? Ask @prfm-us

Can you do any other accents other than your own? I can do an LA valley accent..?

Do you have a strong accent? I have a strong British accent, and then I have a semi-strong Essex accent layered on top, so words like “fam” and “lit” just sneak their way into my speech.

What is your favourite accent? Canadian and Australian are my favs!!

What is your personality type? Unstable, but caring..? <3

What is your most expensive piece of clothing? I have a £45 tie that someone gave me as a bday gift. Yes, I don’t get spending tons on clothes...

Can you curl your tongue? I can do it into a U shape and that weird W shape thingy.

Are you an innie or an outie? Innie. Is this really helpful information to you?

Left or right handed? Right handed!

Are you scared of spiders? DON’T GET ME STARTED. I get terrified of the world’s smalliest spiders and I will legit scream and chuck my phone across the room and everyone else will just be confused.

Favorite food? Profiteroles..?

Favorite foreign food? Um, maybe, poutine? Tim Horton’s? Basically I love Canada.

Are you a clean or messy person? Clean, always clean. I cannot function in a messy environment.

Most used phrase? “I put the SAD in Social Anxiety Disorder”. Yes, I am too real sometimes.

Most used word? Well, it’s probably “the”, “a” or “lopsided”

How long does it take for you to get ready? Literally around ten minutes.

Do you have much of an ego? I mean, I don’t have a shred of self-confidence, so no..?

Do you suck or bite lollipops? I don’t know what this shows about my gay self, but I suck... yeah.

Do you talk to yourself? When I’m intensely lonely or need to calm myself down.

Do you sing to yourself? All the time. I cannot listen to any music without dancing and/or singing to it.

Are you a good singer? Hell no!

Biggest fear? Losing those who are closest to me. Oh, and f*cking spiders.

Are you a gossip? Nope, I guess i’m just not in that circle.

Best dramatic movie you’ve seen? I can’t name the best I’ve ever watched, but I recently watched a British-made film called “I, Daniel Blake” and I really liked it.

Do you like long or short hair? Short hair.

Can you name all 50 states of America? No, I’m British.

Favourite school subject? German or Physics!

Extrovert or Introvert? Introvert 100%

Have you ever been scuba diving? Yup, I’ve been in Sri Lanka

What makes you nervous? The dark and silence.

Are you scared of the dark? Oh, I just accidentally answered that. Yes, I am.

Do you correct people when they make mistakes? Only when it’s appropriate, I don’t want to bother people!

Are you ticklish? VERY ticklish! If you touch my neck, I’ll be on the floor in a few seconds.

Have you ever started a rumour? No haha I’d get baited out so quickly.

Have you ever been in a position of authority? I was an editor for my school newspaper? I mean, it wasn’t that thrilling at all

Have you ever drank underage? In the UK, the legal drinking age is 18, I’m 17, and although I’ve never gotten hammered or drunk vodka and stuff like that, I have had very light alcohol for the taste!

Have you ever done drugs? God no, and I intend never to!

Who was your first real crush? Ugh, it seems so immature when I see it now, but there was this cute guy called Josh in my class who kept paying so much attention to me, so I asked him out, and he was like “How’d you know I was gay? Oh, and I’m not interested”. Yeah, I cried that night haha

How many piercings do you have? None!

Can you roll your ‘R’s? I can <3

How fast can you type? Around 75 words-per-minute (I used an online typing test just now!)

How fast can you run? I think I run pretty slow! In school, I was just average, in the middle, but I’m not going to be winning any fun-runs :P

What colour is your hair? Jet black, but any other colour would look out out place on my brown skin :D

What colour are your eyes? A relatively dark brown, but they are still visibly brown in the sun.

What are you allergic to? Nothing, as far as I know :)

Do you keep a journal? I keep a kinda mood tracking thingamajig through an app called ‘Pacifica’. It’s great for anyone tackling stress or any mental disorders such as depression, anxiety, bipolar, etc. But other than that, I don’t keep a journal as such, no.

What do your parents do? My father is a physiotherapist, and my mother is a fraud investigator; she works for the government to find people who are illegally claiming benefits.

Do you like your age? No, because it’s too ‘in the middle’! If I was below the age of 14, I’d be able to relax and be pretty carefree, and if I was above the age of, say 25, I wouldn’t be studying random crap that will never come up in the future and will actually be doing worthwhile things. Instead, I’m 17 and I need to study stuff that won’t come up even in my degree, and it’s almost impossible to find motivation right now.

What makes you angry? People making mistakes when I literally warned them not to; they were just that f*cking ignorant.

Do you like your own name? Some people know, but no, I don’t like my name. I feel like it just sounds a weird, so whenever I tell someone my name, I always include some disclaimer like ‘Oh, it’s a weird Asian name’.

Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they? Nope, I haven’t thought of any! I mean, unless I name my kids Dan and Phil...

Do you want a boy a girl for a child? Call me sexist, but I want a boy!

What are you strengths? I can fit my whole fist in my mouth, and I’m pretty good at languages.

What are your weaknesses? I’m quite sensitive and sometimes I get carried away with jokes.

How did you get your name? Well, my parents called over some kinda psychic name-giver as soon as I was born, and they’d use my star sign, read my palm and use God knows whatever info they could make up, and then name me based on it. That gave me ‘Yasath’, which I’m pretty sure means ‘treasure’ or something.

Were your ancestors royalty? No, but they were pretty high up in government jobs :]

Do you have any scars? That’s Question 39, so just refer back to that :3

Colour of your bedspread? It is white and brown. Hey, it’s like me! Sorry, bad joke.

Colour of your room? It has generic, textured cream (I think) wallpaper.

Does it ever get better? I like to think so, and it’s usually the only shred of hope I have left. But if you think it will never get better, then it won’t ever get better, because you won’t let it get better! So yeah, just have that small light at the end of the tunnel in mind whenever you’re starting to lose hope in yourself <3

Jeeeeeeez, that was long! I hope someone enjoyed that at least haha

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