#literally THE “he should have been at the club”

[fearful-quartet]

So I've been listening to The Magnus Protocol, and managed to get my dad into TMA last year so he's now listening to Mag Protocol too. So last night we were listening in the car to the latest statement, and I was half-jokingly saying which fear the statement sounded like mostly, to which my dad starts talking about how he doesn't think these statements and the O.A.I.R are connected to the Fears at all. I'm gonna try to put a cut for anyone not caught up but here's how this led to a theory of mine:

So Lena said to Gwen that there's good and bad forces that need to be balanced, but she never said which side of that the O.A.I.R. is part of, if any. I was noting this when it hit me.

Every single Magnus Protocol Statement so far has been about misfortune coming around due to perceived fortune or a fortunate opportunity becoming misfortune.

Let's break this down ep by ep so you see what I mean.

Episode One: It's a little hard to figure out what the fortune is to the misfortune, especially since it's mostly getting us used to the characters and the overall setup of the show, but for the first statement I think it's not the statement giver, but the husband. Harriet (the one emailing) says he sounded excited in an unsettling way (I am assuming the "he" she is talking about is her husband since she doesn't mention anyone else). When she meets him, or what has him, she describes that he laughed and laughed. Her misfortune was his fortune, his joy.

The second statement in that episode of course is about the Institute, but by way of a bunch of spelunkers looking for something intriguing to discuss. I haven't quite figured out the connection here but I am sure there is one, even if it's through the characters (aka Sam) finding something within it.

Two: A lot easier to connect to this. Daria is finding joy through getting this tattoo that allows her to change how she looks and alter her appearance immensely (and grotesquely). Enough said.

Three: This statement is one that overall I just don't understand tbh, but I think it shows the opposite? As in the victim is experiencing fear and discomfort the entire time, but towards the end you'll notice he gets much more happy and calm about the situation.

Four: This is again easy, it's about a violin that needs blood but will give you amazing talent if you pay that price, and horrible bloodshed if you don't. Self-explanatory.

Five: The guy is trying to make a living off watching and reviewing horror movies, gets excited at a live showing of one just for him, then realizes it's not what it seems and posts everyone should see it. Easy enough. (Very Grifter's Bone in energy)

Six: The introduction to infamous new tumblr sexyman, Needles. I shouldn't have to spell out how he gets pleasure from others in pain by needles.

Seven: All I gotta say is it's "all for a good cause" and you should get the picture.

Eight: Utilizes that uncanny fear of false hospitality if you ask me, but either way this statement is clearly taking something associated often as comforting and twisting it.

Nine: The dice literally affect fortune and misfortune and likely make the statement giver into the embodiment of fortune. 'Nuff said.

Ten: Bonzo needs no explanation for this in his introductory episode so let's move on.

Eleven: This one goes more into obsession territory than anything, which is another running theme of the show and another theory, but it also talks about how the sea brings comfort so that could be part of it. (Also I noticed the sneaky possibly Dr. David reference in there lol)

Twelve: Now I know what you're gonna say, "How is this one connected to fortune at all, Cal? It's about some woman being traumatized at a strip club!" Well think about this: what if it wasn't supposed to end in Bonzo? Gwen gave Bonzo an "assignment," didn't she? And Lena pretty much outright says that this statement was that assignment. So it's possible this is what happened after stopping the initial outcome.

Thirteen: The latest episode as of typing this, and the most clear with evidence. The man literally gains a fortune from his own misfortune, so ya know it's right there.

So every statement is a good thing turned bad or a bad thing turned good. So what? Magnus Archives had plenty of statements similarly framed, so why am I focusing on it here?

Because what is the tagline for Magnus Protocol again?

Fear takes many forms.

#the magnus archives #the magnus protocol #magpod #tmagp #tmagp spoilers #tmagp theory #alexander j newall #jonny sims #tmagp needles #tmagp mr bonzo #magnus archives #the magnus institute #podcast stuff #the magnus pod #magnus protocol #someone please tell me I'm not crazy #cause i swear im onto something here #we'll see i guess #but if im right im coming back to this and saying i told you so

[lizard-on-a-window-pane]

Hey, I've been thinking about James with the reader who's super tall, and she's super insecure about it. Then one day one of James' friends mentions the reader's height, and then she feels bad

(sorry for any mistakes, English is not my first language)

hii, sorry i took a while with this one; thanks so much for requesting! and no worries at all! your english is great, but it also wouldn't matter if it wasn't 🤪 even though it feels like it by now, it's not my first language either lol but isn't it just a lovely tool for us all to fantasize together 🫶 hope you like it! wasn't sure if you wanted the comfort after the angst, so i just wrote it in

pairing: James Potter x reader word count: 2.1k tags: angst, fluff, established relationship, insecure fem reader, not proofread sorry

You’re going out with James and the gang, and you’re excited for a fun night out. Until the dreaded dilemma you face every time you dress up: heels or no heels? You know from past experience that all your girlfriends will be wearing them. They range from Lily’s kitten heels to Marlene’s stilettos, but it’s always a little something for the special occasions. 

The problem is: you’re tall. Very tall. Taller than all your friends with their heels on. When you wear them too, you look like a giant. You’re also taller than your boyfriend, James, but it doesn’t usually look that off… if you’re not wearing heels. When you do, you tower over him.

But you like the shoes, for some occasions. You’d like to just be able to wear them without its being a big deal. You’ve tried so many times to convince yourself that it isn’t, that you should just do whatever you want and care less what people think about you, but as soon as you’re out, they stare, and you feel awful. 

You have a pair you think are really pretty but have literally never worn because of the significant height boost they give. You put them on, take them off, again and again, indecisive. After about the tenth time donning them, you look in the mirror and decide to go for it. What’s the worst that could happen? Short girls probably feels self-conscious about their height too, right? Everyone has something, you encourage yourself as you step out your door. 

You’re all starting the night at a nearby pub where you all meet up. When James sees you, he lights up, giving you the warmest hug. His face nuzzles easily into the crook of your neck from the height difference then he kisses you adoringly. “Hello, gorgeous,” he grins. “You look especially beautiful tonight.” He’s always so cheesy. You always love it. 

“Thanks, Jamie,” you blush back. “You too.” 

“Well, I have to look nice to stand next to my girl, don’t I?” He stands tall next to you, posing, though he’s quite shorter than you. You roll your eyes smilingly at his antics and intertwine your arms. He squeezes your arm in his and leans up for a peck.

You’re all soon standing around a tall table as you catch up, having your first drinks and discussing where the night should take you. Mary brings up another nearby pub, cosier than this one, and Remus seconds the idea. Marlene boos dramatically and argues you can do that any other night. She suggests a rather rowdy club, and Sirius drumrolls the table in excitement. 

“I like that idea,” he surprises no one in saying. 

“I don’t know,” Mary pushes back. “Last time we were there, we got separated, and it was so crowded, it took ages for us to even find each other again.” “Easy fix tonight,” Sirius begins, grinning mischievously. “If we get separated, we all meet back up at Y/N. She’s like a homing beacon with those heels on! We’ll be able to see her over the crowds.” Your stomach plummets. Some of your friends are laughing, others not so much, but you, you are mortified. You feel clammy and frozen, like there’s suddenly a wide distance between you and everyone else. You want to just disappear, go home and not have to hang out with anyone ever. 

Only Lily seems to notice your discomfort, impressive given you’re giving your very best efforts to hide it even though you feel absolute shit. 

“He’s an idiot,” she whispers in your ear. “Don’t listen to him. You look great.” You turn to respond but are surprised to find trying to speak raises a knot in your throat. You can’t imagine how much more embarrassing it would be if you started crying at a stupid joke, so you just given her a strained smile and look down, trying to compose yourself. 

Everyone else has been caught up in the conversation moving on, so it’s a little while before James turns to you, noticing your quiet, your downward gaze. “Y’alright, love?” he whispers, a hand coming to the small of your back. 

“Fine.” You repeat the strained smile, hoping it’s getting more convincing with practice. 

“Sure? You seem upset.” “‘M fine.” You don’t sound fine. “Thanks,” you add, trying to lighten the tone. 

“Alright,” he says, though he doesn’t sound convinced. “So what do you feel like doing?” “I don’t know… Maybe something where we’re sitting?”

“Sitting?” he laughs, thinking you must be joking. When you cringe, he realizes you aren’t. “Oh, uh, why?” Then, looking like a cartoon lightbulb has just gone off above his head, he asks, “Are your shoes hurting your feet or something? I don’t understand how you lot wear those things.” 

“No, I —“ you begin, but quickly realize that could be a good, believable, non-embarrassing — well, at least less embarrassing — excuse. “Um, yeah, a bit.” 

“Oh, well we can find places to take breaks whenever you want. Don’t worry, I’ll go with you to sit as often as you like,” he smiles. 

You just smile back, though it doesn’t reach your eyes. When he’s not looking, you crouch down a bit awkwardly to be the same height as your friends around you. You try to keep this up, but after a while, it’s hurting your back, so you fall in and out of the pose for as long as you can stand it. 

The night goes on, a destination eventually decided upon, a compromise in the end. Most of your friends seem to be having a good time, but you have been quiet all night. You haven’t been able to shake the feelings of discomfort and self-consciousness that joke sparked in you. You just feel sad. Not to mention your back is killing you from constantly trying to look shorter. 

“James, I think I want to go home,” you say into his ear. He turns to you, his eyebrows raised in surprise. 

“What? So early? What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing, I’m just not feeling so well.” 

“D’you feel sick? Have you had too much?” he asks, lifting his drink. You shake your head. “Your feet hurt?” he guesses again. 

“A little. Look, it’s fine; it’s not a big thing, I’m just tired, okay?” You’re tense and pained and just want to get out of here. You feel the tears welling back up, and you’re keen to leave before the waterworks. You give James a quick kiss, adding “Don’t worry! Have fun! I’ll talk to you tomorrow!” in an off, fake enthusiasm then bolt to the door. 

As you leave, you’re walking so quickly that you bump into some random bloke. 

“Oh, shit, sorry,” he chortles then starts full out laughing with his mate next to him. You push past him. 

You have no idea what he was laughing at. Maybe they had been laughing before you bumped into him. Maybe they were just completely pissed and needed no reason. But your already self-conscious brain immediately feels like they were laughing at you, at how much taller than them you were. 

You can’t help it now and start softly crying as you walk a bit further down then lean against the wall. The ease on your back feels nice, but you wish you could just teleport home. You hide your face in your hands, not wanting people to see you crying. 

So you don’t notice James approach you until you hear his worried, low voice. 

“Hey, sweetheart, what’s going on?” He grabs your wrists ever so gently and, holding your hands to his chest with one hand, brings the other to wipe your tears. “Darling, what’s wrong? Did something happen?”

You see how scared he is and know ugly scenarios are running through his mind. You want to reassure him quickly but you can’t get yourself together. The guilt of the real reason you’re so upset being stupid in comparison makes you feel even worse, and you sob as you wrap your arms around his shoulders and hug him tightly. 

“Hey, hey, it’s alright, love, it’s alright,” he coos, holding you close and petting your hair. “Can you tell me what’s wrong?” You step back a bit, wiping your face aggressively and shaking your head at yourself. 

“It’s stupid, Jamie, really I’m fine,” you muffle.

“I just want to help you be okay. Whatever it is, you can tell me.” You look into his beautiful eyes, the worry in them shining through. You love him. You hate worrying him. And talking to him about anything always makes you feel better. 

“I’m just too tall,” you confess. “What?” he seems genuinely lost. 

“I’m too tall,” you repeat, more softly this time, looking at the floor in shame. 

“Too tall? Baby, what’s brought this on?” 

“It’s stupid, I know. I just, I can’t stop thinking about it since Sirius made that joke.”

“What joke?” “‘If we get separated, just look for the giant,’” you misquote sarcastically. 

“Oh, darling. All night you’ve been upset? I’m so sorry I didn’t do something. I thought you were just a bit tired or something.” “I’m so embarrassed,” you whisper. 

“You shouldn’t be,” James says, with more bite in his voice. “Really, you shouldn’t. Not at your height, not at your feelings. Fuck, baby, I’m sorry I didn’t see it sooner.” He pulls you into a warm hug as you shake your head. He just holds you a long time, till your breathing is even and slow again, then pulls back, keeping his arms around you. 

“Hey,” James whispers. “Hey,” you whisper back. 

“I hate seeing you sad,” he says through a comforting smile. It manages to make you smile subtly back at him. “My gorgeous girl.” He kisses your cheek, still moist with tears. “Baby, you’re so beautiful. You don’t have to look like everyone else.” “Thanks.” 

“I mean it, Y/N. I think you’re ridiculously gorgeous. Tall, sure, but you’re just too perfect to be anything else. You’re majestic.” You scoff but laugh a bit at him. 

“Majestic? I’m a mess most of the time.”

“You can be a mess and still look majestic. You do it all the time,” he says playfully. “You, my love, are like a queen.” You roll your eyes, but your face has softened. “You’re my queen,” he says more sweetly and kisses you.

“Thank you, Jamie. I’m sorry I was being stupid,” you voice your dark thought.  “Sweetheart,” he chides lovingly. “That’s nothing to be sorry for. I just wish you’d told me earlier. You’re not even a little bit stupid. Only for suffering alone,” he jokes. “We all have things. I get self-conscious about not being tall enough for you to like me,” he confesses, looking nervous. 

“I don’t like you, I love you.” He smiles at this.

“And I’ll never get used to my queen loving me back.” His tone is teasing again, still vulnerable but very him. 

You both take a deep breath and, eyes meeting, just chuckle together for a moment. You shake off the intense emotions, the charged conversation. You sigh and hug him again, his body eager to receive you. 

“What do you want to do, love?” His hand is caressing your back as he looks into your eyes. “We’ll do whatever you feel like.” You have to take a long time to consider it. You’d been so desperate to go home just moments ago, but now you’re unsure. You feel so much lighter and take your time thinking about what would make you happy, everyone else be damned. 

“I want to dance. With you. And not crouch anymore,” you laugh. “My back is fucking killing me.” 

“Crouching? Y/N, if I catch you crouching, I’m going to be very upset,” he teases. “You wanna dance? Let’s go dance, baby.” You nod, smiling. 

“Just help me sneak to the toilets first. I’m sure I look a mess.” “You’re beautiful, but sounds good. Then we dance.” He kisses you. “And then, once you’ve danced all you want to dance, we’ll take you home, and I’ll give you the best massage you’ve ever gotten. Your feet and back are going to be grateful they’re sore.” You scoff lovingly and put your arm in his.

As you head back inside, you stand tall next to James, feeling like you’re floating, happy for now to be majestic mess. 

#james potter #james potter x reader #james potter x you #james potter imagine #james potter oneshot #james potter fluff #marauders #marauder x reader #sirius black #sorry siri i love you #lily evans #marauders fanfic #angst #fluff #established relationship

[autisticrosewilson]

Thinking about the newer bats (Duke, Cass, Steph, Tim) speculating on Jason's age because he looks like a recently divorced 30 y/o but he's younger than Dick, and he acts like a 50 year old man (he still has a Nokia, out of the loop on Internet and pop culture, primarily listens to dad rock), and after they've exhausted all their guesses Dick breezes in, informs them he's like 24, and then leaves.

The bats then have to come to terms with the fact that Jason NINETEEN when he took over the criminal underground.

#literally THE “he should have been at the club” #he should still be at the club actually #technically he is at the club regularly but he owns it so he's in his office the whole time which really defeats the purpose #dc #jason todd

[nashvillethotchicken]

I'm think about claudia and louis again. 79 dead 1903 injured

#all that work to leave her abuser and get a better life for her and louis just to get taken out by louis husband again like omg #she shoulda been in the club! she should have been an aka! or an sgrho! she shoulda been upwardly mobile! but instead shes in an urn #on louis mantle with her picture looking down #or a tree in a garden in dubai or in a locket held tight in louis’s fist #like i truly feel for her so much #that baby is trapped!!! she literally cant escape not only from lestat but louis as well! #louis needs something to cling onto and its claudia #its always been claudia even when it was paul or grace or lestat or armand its always been claudia #and she cant leave his heart cus hell die if she does and oh how horrible itd be for the both of them #and she dont even get anything outta it! she love her father so much and all she got outta it was a soft casket #do you think she thinks about how louis killed her. even outside of what she says in ep 5 like louis killed her. he was the prox cause of- #the storyville fires/race riot like do you ever think about that? #do you ever think about how louis ended her life just to restart his own? cus i do. so fuckin often #and its not like she couldnt have done something with herself outside of them! she can! bailey!claudia was light enough where she could pass #for white pretty well and go and live whatever like she wanted but she didnt. cus she loves and misses her father so much and she wanted- #a life with him and her without the specter of lestat over them and louis couldnt let it go for her #see thats louis problem. he cant let anything go #couldnt let paul go. couldnt let lestat go. couldnt let humanity go couldnt let claudia go kept all them damn newspapers looking for a- #glimpse of his heart his baby his angel his claudia #claudia belonged to louis. cus nothing belongs to louis really #not the home he lives in (either rue royale or his childhood home) #he doesnt own his husband who galavants up and down the quarter with a white woman who isnt an 1/8th of him #he dont own his business cus that can be taken away by a lynch mob or a plague or a drink too many #he dont own his family who replaced him with some broke ass nigga the second paul passed #he dont own his brother who lives quietly in a mausoleum louis is so sure he put him in #he dont own his sister who so wants to connect with louis even when its rough and its eating at her like he almost did Benny #the only thing he really really owns is claudia. thats HIS blood. thats HIS daughter #he didnt make her but she is HIS and no lestat or armand or freaky vampire lufe can take that from him #claudia du pointe du lac #louis de pointe du lac

[koschei-the-ginger]

David Duchovny not being a real Eastern European is such a fraud lol. He looks like he spent his 20s identifying polish nightclubs by smell and instead he was... doing postgrad in English at Yale

#he should have been at the club (in the Eastern bloc) #he should have lounged around in a whorish manner in ukraine literally nobody would think its weird #him being an ivy league frat boy checks out ofc but also no not at all #like..? #david duchovny

[asteria-argo]

thinking so many thoughts about all the secret teacher lore that exists in To All The Better Places

#the george mckay hate club was actually founded by the wonderful Ms Stone #the elderly lesbian whose been teaching at the school for like 30 years #McKay and Stone started teaching at Clarence Hill together and it was hate at first site #they're like the reverse of Jamie and Skye #they have unimaginable beef that has spanned literal decades #Stone keeps getting to teach year six and McKay thinks that should be his job because he keeps getting stuck with year five or four #inspired by real life teacher drama I have witnessed over the years

[dogmotifz]

my favorite jopson shot he looks so young

#literally only 27 he should have been at the club trying to pull the 51 yr old divorced bear

[idontknowiknow]

I love how many dragon age companions will be like :0 nobody has ever given me a gift before!!!!!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️ when u give them a little present. Fav trope. Love to befriend sad losers through gift giving

#I also just transcribed the chapter of my story where the same thing happens #tropes #I just greatly enjoy it #I'm a simple guy #trying to remember off the top of my head how many companions have been like that #morrigan... Merrill... Zevran... Fenris?? I literally just gave him a present #so I should remember but I think he only says 'cool book but I can't read' but I PRESUME he is also in sad loser never gets presents club

[clowndensation]

past vs present

#WHY is body 1 so fucking small. look at the hilt of his rapier. #i take back what i said about how he should have been at the club. he literally should have been at school. #charoum

[mellomadness]

sometimes I wonder if I should take a gender studies class just so I can bitch every day about how an imaginary boyfriend is often seen as a requirement for a woman to feel safe enough to have fun at a club, or the idea that an imaginary person with a fake “claim” over me has more influence over predatory men than my own voice saying “No, I’m not interested, get lost”

#venting #hnnnnng the double standard is really really making my teeth hurt recently #(in that I’m grinding my jaw at the mere thought of this particular breed of injustice) #I honestly miss going out with my friends. I miss going to bars and clubs and enjoying the night #but I wanna go with my friends and leave my boyfriend at home for once #he gets to go out and enjoy himself all the time with his friends and they never even have to deal with unwanted flirtation #meanwhile I go out in a tshirt and jeans and get fucking catcalled or flirted with just fucking getting groceries #and it’s not a narrative on beauty or anything. it’s about men’s perception of women #specifically predatory men and men who don’t realize they’re BEING predatory #perhaps it’s because I’ve been going to this fucking gamer school for far too long #and I’ve interacted with so many socially inept/incel men from there #who don’t know what no means or dont take women seriously when they do say no #or they literally cannot read between the lines of a woman politely declining their advances #‘but she was being so nice to me’ yeah bc if she wasn’t you’d either call her a bitch or try to force her anyway #anyway. I’m angry #im tired of living in fear of morons #I’m tired of not being able to go out on a Tuesday night and just walk the town with my friends #specifically my femme friends #we should be at the club!! instead we’re trying to make sure the group is like a school of fish so we’re less of a target #and like. I could talk about this on twt or reddit but. cmon. let’s be real here #MelloMoans #really does feel like we’re going backwards when it comes to gender equality and feminism #especially with the influx of the whole sigma male/high value male bullshit #I understand how it came to be I really do but that plus the whole pick me girl thing is just another toxic view of gender identity #and all it has resulted in on both sides is a wider degree of separation between the genders #therefore allowing both extremes to dehumanize every one that doesn’t identify as sigma male or not like other girls YET AGAIN #(and therefore also opens up the door for dehumanizing lgbtq+ folks but. let’s be real. that hasn’t really gone away yet :/

[quatregats]

Thought I had managed to figure out the whole timeline of where Villena had been during the war and now I'm going back through all the sources I have saved and I feel like nothing is matching up at all with what I have in my head

#gaslight gatekeep girlboss i guess. thanks brain #villena my poor wet cat of a guy. peak example of he should be at the club #i'm pretty sure he's my age or younger #and he is not built for this he's built for being a twitch streamer who goes to andorra to commit tax fraud and complain about catalan #i've become a little fond of him now that i've saved him from mr. forester's clutches though. his head is so empty but it's okay #anyways i'm frustrated bc i swear i found his regiment and all but now i can't find it >:'0 #need to do what i did for that american civil war project freshman year where i found the regiment my fictional guy was in #by triangulating the only missouri german regiment that was at the battles we needed to include #and then found a literal description of an actual event and found where he would have been standing and what he would have seen #and wrote a whole fake journal entry about it despite never having been within 50 miles of missouri #in case you're wondering. yes i'm like this all the time. for free even #and i NEED to know where villena has been this is vital information #i'd also like to find stuff on attempts on roses if i can. i found the battle the final showdown in ship of the line is based on though :') #perce rambles #percy yells at cecil scott #(sir you ought to thank me for how much i am dredging up your silly little guys)

[quietwingsinthesky]

none of the archangels have their shit together, but gabriel is the closest to pulling it off and you gotta respect him for that

#sorry i was thinking about human au fanfics that make raphael the reasonable and boring one again sorry you are wrong #human!au raphael doesn’t even get to inherit their dead dad’s business or anything. they just inherit ‘keeping michael alive’. #they should literally be at the club but instead they are inventing lobotomy for office workers so that michael’s job is easier #gabriel is like. a moderately well-paid janitor who fucks with people and gets away with it because of the anonymity of being the guy who #cleans everything. he has a mortgage. raphael has not moved out of their dead father’s house. raphael is acting like michael sleeping in #their dead dad’s bed and wearing his clothes and working in his office is both Normal and also Doesn’t Make Them Furious #raphael has zero healthy outlets for their emotions. they destroy the shed outside their house one time because everything is Too Much and #then immediately blame it on lucifer (not even in the state when this happened) and michael believes them #gabriel adopted a dog. raphael is going to have to micromanage their grieving brother while locking themselves in their room to scream into #a pillow every few hours to survive. and this is before michael gets hitched to adam after a one night stand that was So Fucking Loud #that raphael actually left the house and slept in their car for half of the night before driving the gabriel’s. and they didn’t even go in #on their own. he had to come out and get them. and drag them inside. and for a brief night in the past few years of hell they’d been through #they got to sit on the floor with their brother’s dog in their lap and watch stupid romcom movies with him. #and then they went right back to being self-destructive.

[arthur-r]

i have the most insane fucking news

#fafsa got reprocessed they gave me a pell grant and my college saw that and gave me 20 fucking thousand dollars of grants #i’m in a special club now too with a special name for Scholars with Exceptional Financial Need #i fucking THOUGHT so. was terrifying when they gave me zero dollars and i am so glad it was a mistake #anyway i told my teacher this and he says it’s cause i manifested it…. #i would say that my anxiety around the matter was not the kind of energy that brings in good things. but maybe i was secretly being positive #idk shdhdf it did arrive like five seconds after i decided i should commit anyway and figure out how to make it work #so then the universe said oh you’re actually gonna do it?? maybe i’ll save you from the hundred thousand dollars of debt actually #maybe college can be actually a possibility for you without ruining your life forever #so anyway everything is freaking incredible now and everything is okay #and i needed this. cause things have been getting worse and worse at home so like. positive news from an outside source is very much needed #i fucking knew i qualified for a pell grant and financial assistance i felt like i was being gaslit #they literally just miscalculated my family contribution. thought my dad must be funneling his income into something illegal cause we do not #have the money that the fafsa told me we did. but it was literally just fucking wrong and everything is okay #and my dad came into my room crying a couple days ago saying he wants to do everything he can to help me with my loans as soon as he’s done #with paying off his own or once they get forgave in a couple years. so arthur supportive father arc i guess. SHDHDHDF #that graph benji made about my dad getting less transphobic over time it’s coming true. guy put prefer not to answer in the gender section #of a form and he HOVERED OVER THE TRANS BUTTON. that’s insane coming from having screamed at each other about trans issues since before i #even knew that i was trans my dad and i had gotten in screaming debates about queerness and now he keeps saying weird stuff about how he #wants my life to be good. which is fucking baseline father behavior that’s what you’re supposed to get out of a dad but like. i have always #felt like i’m either drenched in expectations or that he just can’t wait for me to leave. so this is really good progress. and with the #financial aid that means that he’s actually going to be able to help. do you understand what this means my dad can help pay off my couple #thousand dollars of loans that are gonna be left over (cause now that they noticed i need aid it’s so fucking cheap) and do you fucking know #do you know what this means. i’m sorry for swearing i don’t know why i am. but what this means is. i won’t be in thousands of dollars of #debt when i graduate or i will be but the monthly payment will be so low and. i can get fucking top surgery is what this means. and go on t #i thought i was gonna be in so much debt that i couldn’t. but its gonna be like. a couple thousand dollars a year something insane like that #so foreseeably i could be getting top surgery by the time i’m 24. that’s insane i can’t even imagine #so anyway. just. everything is going to be okay and there’s actually hope in the world and i’m going insane #obviously saying this can very easily jinx me to literally never ever be happy. but i’m gonna take the manifesting route actually shdhdhf #my life will be So Good Forever. i Believe This Wholeheartedly. Good Things Will Come To Me #anyway i’m gonna run out of tags in a couple seconds but i really needed this you have no idea. i hope everybody is doing well

[killa-trav]

We are just never going to get rid of him are we? We are stuck with this man forever.. Like please just go some where else I can’t take it anymore…

nah we aren’t n the thing is yeh, he’s not that good, he’s never been amazingly good either. he was a proper glazer buy especially w that price tag and bc he’s so out of form, we will not be getting any where near the £80 mill we paid for him. he will be sold at most i reckon for around £20 million. if we don’t get rid of him he’s literally going to be another phil jones bc varane n martinez is the perfect partnership and luke shaw has been doing absolute bits as a cb too

also, if ten hag truly wanted maguire to be part of his plan for united, he wouldn’t have made him a sub straight away. he would be starting every single game more or less n frankly it’s embarrassing for maguire that two new signings in rapha and licha are 10x better than him n they both haven’t been playing english football all their life unlike maguire

n ik rapha is a world class cb but still like ur club captain, u see two new signings in ur position, it should motivate u to prove to the new manager that u should be picked bc ur putting the hard work in, just like wan bissaka has been doing since the transfer rumours and just like shaw did when we signed malacia (and still is doing tbf)

#honestly it’s the best for his career to move on #bc it clearly hasn’t worked out n he needs to realise this #just bc he’s club captain don’t mean he needs to stay #i mean he should never have been made captain n i truly think had he not #been made captain he would’ve gone by now #literally give me any other cb other than him pls #things i didn’t expect to be doing: writing a mini essay on maguire #he infuriates me so much n a lot of it is down to him n his attitude #ffs ur captain of one of the greatest clubs ever w so much history #n yet ur behaving the way u are?

[realasslesbian]

But in conclusion to my last post, I might have to get a retail job again, or at least some type of job where I gotta work with people face-to-face (that cost of living y’all) and I just, after nearly three years of not daily being treated like trash and having a pay-check held over my head so that I’d just quietly accept being abused everyday and after not living like that and consequently being able to grow into a happy self-confident human being, like it’s gonna be my first day at this useless job, some lil bitch corner store manager is gonna call me an idiot, all his lil simp employees are gonna be giggling in the corner, and I’m going to straight-up punch him in the face, and tell him I still expect him to pay my cheque for all the rest of the shifts I got lined up this week, unless he wants me to drag his ass through a courtroom with my entire law degree. Because literally, I would rather hunt, fish and forage for my food (which I know how tf to do btw) than have to put up with any stank retail hoes who gotta inflict their misery at their five kids and a mortgage bear trap of a life on me.

#literally tho #the way I quit my last job #I'd been working at this joint for 5+ years #I was the longest serving employee there #but they refused to promote me to manager #or even supervisor #instead they'd just hire some new ass male for that job #so I was seven managers deep at this point #and this lil bitch who'd been there six months wanted to take an attitude with me #like 'plz explain why you didn't answer my text message at 10pm last night about why you didn't read my mind and order this thing' #'something which the manager is supposed to be responsible for' #'and since you WANT to be the manager YOU should have done it' #'not me the actual manager lolol' #'I was getting turnt at the club so how could I have done it uwu' #this was after he'd spent the whole time bad-mouthing me to the area manager #who was responsible for any new manager hires #and blaming all his numerous fucking newb mistakes on me #anyway #I shouted at this mf and I ain't never seen a man this scared #he looked like he was gonna pass out lmao #he was all 'I'm sorry if it came off some sort of way' #and I was all 'yeah you should be sorry you're an entire piece of shit' #he got a new job later that week #and my store got a new male manager #then I quit #and that's what happened #lolol

[emeraldoo]

im so upset all of my beginning of the year art always has my ex in it. ugh stupid obsessed bitch get over his goofy ass. you coulda bee drawing real bitches not a asshole who blocks you and doesn't tell you any time their uncomf >:•/ anyways my beginning of the year art didn't look as good as my stuff now big shocker

#emeraldo slay posting #tw vent #kinda was hoping i had art to compare but ig not :/ #zipties at the beginning of the year should have been at the club. not yearning over an unattainable relationship with someone 3 years young #than us. wtf was wrong w us. ugh he was literally in 8th grade i shouldve said no why am i like thsi #hahaha i bet he blocked us because i said i thought i had osdd1b in our chat . i should have never even met him fuck poppytwt and fuck #ugh i take back the fuck you but. urgh this is stupid i hate everything i want to freakig take back every sweet thing i said to him and ever #bit of ink and graphite and paper and time i put into our doomed relationship. if i could have that entire year wnd a half from poppytwt #and goo back i would take it over any bullshit “pros vs cons” i concieved #it was all cons. it all fucking sucked