#my he’s MY trash uncle

[funkyboxofinterests]

Allen got them gifts

Bonus: featuring Nea

#dgm #d gray man #mana walker #mana d campbell #cross marian #nea d campbell #allen walker #what’s the point of acknowledging that cross was one of Allen’s parent figures if I can’t bully him for it #I think the entire narrative should get to bully cross #mana best dad even though he spent years thinking his son was just his weird dog #still better than most dgm dads #nea is a trash uncle #my he’s MY trash uncle

[bruciemilf]

Peter B got "Here's a tip; Don't watch the eyes. Watch the hands" from his Felicia Hardy 100%

#LISTEN I CANT HELP IT I SHIP THE TRASH MAN WITH THE LITERAL GODDESS #peter b getting these amaizngly hot strong badass ppl by being a funny snark machine is sooo #give miles a fun auntie #felicia can help him talk to girls #he tries tne Hey thing on her and she's like. and who thought you that? #miles: my uncle aaron. felicia: was he single too? #peter b parker #felicia hardy #spidercat #peter x felicia #little meow meows #text #spiderverse

[eiilleen]

#lucemond thoughts:

modern!au. summer family vacation at the targaryen’s italian seaside villa. three months of living in each other’s pockets and trying not to kill each other. what could go wrong?

the days are hot and the nights are mild. despite that, aemond is still rocking the goth bitch tm look but he at least substitutes the black long sleeves for singlets and tees. it’s fine though. fire is in their blood, which is why he can’t understand his nephew’s choice to compensate for the weather by wearing an oversized tee that swallows his slim frame and the most ridiculously short shorts he’s ever seen in his life.

it was the morning after they had all arrived. breakfast was served in the backyard beneath the olive canopy. their parents are already well fed and sipping on espresso by the time the first of their progeny rise and make it downstairs. aemond is halfway through is breakfast when lucerys graces them with his presence. he stops mid chew as his eyes befall his nephew. the boy dutifully kisses is mother on the cheek and his step-father squeezes his arm affectionately. then with a plate in-hand, he spoons a selection of assorted breakfast delicacies on his plate before taking a seat next to jace. aemond finally remembers to swallow and pretends he wasn’t affected by his bastard nephew’s presence.

it happens again.

for the most part aemond has kept to himself and for the better part ignored the present of his nephew(s). he reads in the garden or in the quiet of the study when he nieces and nephew finds childless means to amuse themselves. halaena convinces him to join them on a trip into town. they each have a bike that they take on the country roads. the sights are picturesque and the breeze a welcomed comfort, aemond will admit that. they stop for gelato, all of them clamouring before the refrigerated glass cabinet to choose their flavours.

somehow he’s walking out into the summer sun with a single serve cup and a small wooden spoon. he chose vanilla and aegon snickered, for what reason, aemond doesn’t know. they meander along the ancient cobble footpath  overlooking sea below, enjoying the sweet delicacy. someone laughs and aemond hates how it piques his interest.

as much as he’s tried, he can’t ignore his nephew forever, but it catches him off guard. lucerys is a vision. his hair vibrant and rich. his freckles are more apparent in the sun, dusting across his nose, and aemond wonders if people realise this fact. melted chocolate dribbles down the cone onto his hand and lucerys pays it no mind as he laughs again, engrossed in conversation with rhaena. he’s wearing those shorts again. aemond doesn’t know why he bothers as the tee-shirt almost conceals them entirely leaving his comically pale legs exposed (not that aemond was one to talk being fair of skin himself).

aegon laughs again, a more robust sound this time that steals aemond’s attention from lucerys. he finds his brother shaking his head and smirking around a spoon in his mouth.

#lol did this just become a 'call me by your name' au?? #also lucerys is a player. he knows what them short shorts do #they tots fuck at the villa when the fam is gone off on an outing. luke pretends to feel unwell #and aemond volunteers to stay back and keep and eye on him cause 'he's a good uncle' lmaooo #lucemond #my trash #oh also the adults dont question it cause they're just happy they're getting along but aegon knows whats going down LOL #lucemond thoughts #lucerys x aemond

[hajidumps]

i nghh nghhh

Kim Rok Soo had a rough childhood he saved everyone he met in the novel the way no one could ever saved him back then.

#trash of the count's family #cale henituse #kim rok soo #angst #tcf thoughts #idk why i did this #he was abused by his uncle - he saved raon who was being abused #he saved on and hong who wer orphans and chased away #basically starving #just like he was back when his uncle became too much and he tried to run away where it was a bit more safer #he gave hope just like his hyungs gave to him #brb crying #why is my brain like this

[mxwhore]

really weird vibe at the house

#at least my grandma didnt trash my kitty drawing in my presence #i made eye contact with my uncle and i know he knows i know #fuck that guy #anyway the search for a boyfriend free girlfriend (and an apartment) continues #remember to commission and love me very much #tessas txt

[probablyscreamingintothevoid]

I think in his mid teenaged years Eddie gets caught at school with drugs and it's a big deal. The police and his uncle are called, and people talk about it for months before it finally calms down (and Eddie had a whole new list of buyers, but he keeps that information to himself)

Wayne watches as his nephew smooth talks his way out of a bad situation - Hopper letting the boy off with a stern warning and telling him not to do this kinds of favors for people anymore, because next time he can't turn a blind eye to it - and seeing Eddie's father in ever word that day. He's surprised he managed not to lose it in the middle of the town in front of everyone.

I think their conversation once they got home would go something like this.

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Eddie tried to slam his bedroom door shut but Wayne was a fraction of a second faster. His knuckles cracked against the frame from the force of it before he threw the door back open, following his nephew into the cramped space. “Are you kidding me right now?! You lied to a cop. I don’t ever want to find out you’re lying to the police again. Especially Chief Hopper. Do you hear me?! You might be able to convince him but you can’t-” 

Eddie spun to face him, brown eyes wide and bright with unshed tears. His lip trembled as he took a shaking breath but he stood up straight, not looking away. “Wayne, please, it was a mistake and a misunderstanding. I am begging you, please believe me.” 

“No. I don’t want to hear it, Eddie. I am sick and tired of the excuses. You’re grounded, you got that?” 

“But Uncle Wayne, I-”

“No. Absolutely not.” He fought to keep himself from shaking but he couldn’t keep it out of his voice. “You’re grounded, Eddie. No staying out late, no wandering off with your friends for hours on end, none of it. You can still have your Hellfire meetings here on Fridays but only here and I am going to be in the trailer the whole time to make sure you aren’t getting yourself into any more trouble. You can use the phone to call your friends and tell them to cover your parts or cancel all your shows for the foreseeable future because there are no more shows at The Hideout.”

“W-wait-”

“No.” Wayne shouted to cut him off. “I already told you I don’t want to hear it. The only words I want to hear out of your mouth are ‘Yes sir.’”

Eddie blinked in surprise, unable to stop the tears that finally spilled over. “Y-yes sir.” 

“Good. I’ll call you when it’s time for dinner. Calm yourself down before you try to call your friends.” Wayne grabbed the door knob, swinging the door shut harder than he would ordinarily allow. The fight with Tommy Hagan a few years ago started a chain reaction of people looking sideways at them in town, this was sure to make things a lot worse.

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This is a big deal too. Wayne doesn't really get angry with the kid. Frustrated at time, for sure. but never outwardly angry. Eddie doesn't know how to react, he's never been in this much trouble and he doesn't know what to do.

That's just one of my many takes, anyway. :)

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things eddie #stranger things wayne #my writing #fanfiction #stranger things fanfiction #stranger things writing #stranger things thoughts #eddie munson #wayne munson #jim hopper #mentions of drug dealing #anger #eddie's father is trash #and his older brother hates him #family issues #wayne is a good uncle #and an even better father #he's just worried about his nephew #this is my take on their dynamic #eddie is 15 or 16 here

[olli-online]

my mum went to help go clean out my grandmas place and divide up what everyones going to be keeping and it turns out my nan had one of those projector things that put like galaxies on the ceiling and ive always wanted one so its come down to me 🥺

#i still havent been hit with like any emotion whatsoever which is ..tough but my uncle sent a video he took of her secretly when she was #gossiping and trash talking cause he knows that was like my favourite thing to listen to PFHFJFHFJFHJD

[apathyfairy]

christmas is officially over which means i have 364 days to get a life and get too busy to go to family christmas or come up with a really good excuse to never see these people again

#gee how was everyones christmas #my uncle tried to convince everyone that that story r*publicans tell about the furry kid getting to use a litter box #at the school bathroom was true. bc he heard it on j*e r*gan. so of course it’s true #then an entire conversation about pronouns ensued. #they leave tomorrow i literally don’t know if i’ll make it. i’ve been hiding in my room all day bc i have a pounding headache #and also i have my period then i have to listen to that on top of it all. if 2023 isnt looking drastically different by february #i’m killing myself for real #on top of all that too there are 6 of us sharing 1 bathroom and one of my cousins doesn’t wash his hands or flush the toilet so everytime #someone goes in there /i/ have to go in after and sanitize everything like. i’ve never been so happy christmas is over. #also that same cousin is sick bc he’s been coughing for the last 2 days and also leaves his snot tissues uncovered in the trash can and yes #it’s green tmi i know but that means bacteria if i’m not mistaken and anyway i’m so tired of it i am so tired of them i’m just laying low #until they leave. i hate it. #oh! and then i had two computer monitors that my mom gave me bc her job let her keep them when they gave her new ones #and i was like sweet now when i move and finally have space i can have a setup with two monitors bc she. gave. them. to me. #anyway last night my cousin started using her monitor. without asking. and she was like oh ok. .. but u can use these and also u can #take one of them with you when you leave! like what the fuck fr when u gave them to me #and yeah that completely sounds like first world problems i know but it’s like. don’t give things to people…and then…give them….. #away…….. #anyway. going back ot my original life plan of marrying rich and dying young and never seeing these people again.

[hoperays-song]

"Oh, I thought maybe you had been involved in a terrible accident and we'd never have to see you again, but never mind."

Klaus to Johnny when he’s late to class exactly once. Johnny is like 18 in this people. Klaus is at least in his fifties. In no world is this ok to say to anyone, let alone your student, let alone a kid. Klaus did not deserve the bit of redemption we see at the end for this comment alone.

#sing johnny #sing #sing 2 #sing klaus #that man is trash #he did not deserve a redemption arc for this alone #if this is what he's willing to do to temorary students #what does he do to his regular ones #i hate this man wholeheartedly #I'm scared for those students #I'm amazed Marcus didn't murder him #Or Johnny's uncles #Or Rosita #a bit different than my regular content sorry!!!

[sonata-stigmata]

ok water is wet ect but i think being at home and part of a community again has healed the little devil in my brain starving for connection

#it's not just with my family either even tho it's great to see my grandparents and all my aunts and uncles #it's the girls i help out at my aunt's salon. it's our neighbor charlene singing oldies over the fence while i hang out laundry #it's the guard at work who jokes around and always makes sure the door is fully shut when checks the car bc he knows the lock sucks #it's ppl at the shop who ordered extra cheese patties when they realized they were always out by the time i got there to buy one for lunch #trash posts

[ketchuppee]

During the 2008 recession, my aunt lost her job. Her, her partner, and my three cousins moved across the country to stay with us while they got back on their feet. My house turned from a family of four to a family of nine overnight, complete with three dogs and five cats between us.

It took a few years for them to get a place of their own, but after a few rentals and apartments, they now own a split level ranch in a town nearby. I’ve lost track of how many coworkers and friends have stayed with them when they were in a tight spot. A mother and son getting out of an abusive relationship, a divorcee trying to stay local for his kids while they work out a custody agreement, you name it. My aunt and uncle knew first hand what that kindness meant, and always find space for someone who needed it, the way my parents had for them.

That same aunt and uncle visited me in [redacted] city last year. They are prolific drinkers, so we spent most of the day bar hopping. As we wandered the city, any time we passed a homeless person, my uncle would pull out a fresh cigarette and ask them if they had a light. Regardless of if they had a lighter on hand or not, he offered them a few bucks in exchange, which he explained to me after was because he felt it would be easier for them to accept in exchange for a service, no matter how small.

I work for a company that produces a lot of fabric waste. Every few weeks, I bring two big black trash bags full of discarded material over to a woman who works down the hall. She distributes them to local churches, quilting clubs, and teachers who can use them for crafts. She’s currently in the process of working with our building to set up a recycling program for the smaller pieces of fabric that are harder to find use for.

One of my best friends gives monthly donations to four or five local organizations. She’s fortunate enough to have a tech job that gives her a good salary, and she knows that a recurring donation is more valuable to a non-profit because they can rely on that money month after month, and can plan ways to stretch that dollar for maximum impact. One of those organizations is a native plant trust, and once she’s out of her apartment complex and in a home with a yard, she has plans to convert it into a haven of local flora.

My partner works for a company that is working to help regulate crypto and hold the current bad actors in the space accountable for their actions. We unfortunately live in a time where technology develops far too fast for bureaucracy to keep up with, but just because people use a technology for ill gain doesn’t mean the technology itself is bad. The blockchain is something that she finds fascinating and powerful, and she is using her degree and her expertise to turn it into a tool for good.

I knew someone who always had a bag of treats in their purse, on the odd chance they came across a stray cat or dog, they had something to offer them.

I follow artists who post about every local election they know of, because they know their platform gives them more reach than the average person, and that they can leverage that platform to encourage people to vote in elections that get less attention, but in many ways have more impact on the direction our country is going to go.

All of this to say, there’s more than one way to do good in the world. Social media leads us to believe that the loudest, the most vocal, the most prolific poster is the most virtuous, but they are only a piece of the puzzle. (And if virtue for virtues sake is your end goal, you’ve already lost, but that’s a different post). Community is built of people leveraging their privileges to help those without them. We need people doing all of those things and more, because no individual can or should do all of it. You would be stretched too thin, your efforts valiant, but less effective in your ambition.

None of this is to encourage inaction. Identify your unique strengths, skills, and privileges, and put them to use. Determine what causes are important to you, and commit to doing what you can to help them. Collective action is how change is made, but don’t forget that we need diversity in actions taken.

#long post #some thoughts I’ve been having

[redrosecut]

The worst thing is when you realize you are the most reasonable in the room.

#cleaning out my grandma's flat #my uncle is trying to keep his cool but also always says we don't have to hurry #I'm not hurrying but she has been dead for exactly three weeks now #we have to start and see results if we want to be done by April #my mum is the emotional one #I get that for both this is their childhood home getting disolved #but grandma was a pragmatic person that soldiered through life #my dad is keeping out of it - also because he is back to work #so as the only grandchild it is now up to me #and I hate being pushy #but damn we really need to get going #I think I will go back next week when both my mum and uncle are at work #it is the only time I see that I can actually get things done #no one will want grandma's old underwear for fuck's sake #so don't tell me I don't have to rush #just give me a damn trash bag and let me get to work

[eggbeam]

i havent showered in 4 days cause going into my bathroom makes me want to blow up

#bs #thats not that long i guess but it is for ME #its so messy in there man.................... #before my uncle came it was PRISTINE... i swear.. #i spent hours scrubbing everything even the walls with bleach.. and now it just makes me sad to look at #also i got pissed off cause like. he cleaned up a little but not HIS mess. -_-. #he put some stuff i was saving for the recycling in the trash can. #like ok can you worry about yourself first please. #like sorry there was a toilet paper roll tucked away behind the toilet can you fix the fact that there's dirty towels and toothpaste everyw #like i really dont understand why is there toothpaste all over the counter... how do you do that. #its as if hes spitting on the counter rather than the sink i stg #im gonna die #i have always been someone who cant stand other people's mess it drives me nuts #i dont wanna nag him about it cause hes in mourning rn

[hr-nm-grnd-zr]

I'm staying at a friends house for a few weeks and one of her cats used my bedsheet as scratch material.

This is no hate to the cat, he is a cat after all. What I didn't like was her reaction. 'Yeah, this is normal.' Smiling at me like it's funny or something. I know it's just a bed sheet and I'm not too upset about it but it is rather new so it's annoying.

Not every cat does this so I wasn't expecting it. She has 4 and it's only the one that does this f.e. (this as in preferring bed sheets over other things)

If you're a cat/pet owner: please warn your friends about stuff like this or at least don't react like that when their stuff gets broken by your cat/pet. You might have gotten used to it but not everyone is so in love with your cat/pet that they will forgive every mishap in a second. It might lead to bad feelings between you two in the future.

#she also doesn't have the best reaction to people who are allergic #she is really just too obsessed about her cats #I get it I love my pets too #but you still have to consider peoples feelings and situations #I don't know how to feel about this #pet owners #cats #cat owners #friends #pets #my uncle once let his dog lick out his bowl and my dad threw the bowl in the trash afterwards #he just doesn't like it #if this is okay at your house #fine #idc #but don't do it at other peoples houses without asking #same goes for informing people when they come to your house and bring stuff

[zebruh]

it's funny when you marry alex in stardew cause his grandpa goes whaaAat noo what the hell two men? getting married? I didn't get my dick blowbn off in the coal mine for this! then give him a week and he's like heh my uncle was a farmer it's a noble, manly profession. I guess you're alright.

like I guess alex didn't mention to anyone he was dating the farmer who runs around in a crop top and trash can lid hat until last minute wonder why

#vwitty banter #stardew valley #i need to find out how to die that shirt

[roomy-ghosted]

Sometimes a family is 2 old gays and their nonbinary and transfem daughters that all hunt monsters together.

#not sorry i want to just ramble about my silly monster hunting story characters in the tags. #still working on the world righ tnow but GODDD I love it #Viktor and Atlas; my old gay cowboys #Nim my silly trash boy. #and Inky my beloved sheltered; spoilt girl. #she needed to get out more girl lived in a bakery all her life as a scared agoraphobe and was thrust into the outside after it got destroye #by a monster attack. #Just East Zone things TM. #Nim grew up in a trash zone and doesn't understand gender stuff as they were dropped off really young #she only shaves because she saw a mens magazine that had made it's way into the Sewers #They're intersex as well which doesn't help them 'learning' gender. So he just. doesn't care? because of that. basically. #Viktor is like a weird uncle dad kinda vibes to Nim. He pretends to smoke with lollipops but actually produces smoke because #of his powers #which is funny as fuck. #grew up in a train city that's in a massive canyon pretty much #andddd Atlas. #i have the least info on him but he's the actually fucking sane one (he has his moments though-) #silly bird coboy;;; i love him :) #he takes care of the group's horse i've just decided now #because even though HE can fly #not everyone else can. So he takes care of it a lot #he's always up early making breakfast and stuff too. the cook of the group but its always kinda mid. but its the best they can get. #anyway they all hunt and fight monsters for money and occasionally will go after art pieces Inky wants (she's an art Hunter) #Nim says he's a 'Junk Hunter' and calls the group 'Junk Hunters' all the time which led to their name 'Junk Hunters' #she loves rooting through garbage and finding cool stuff to make or keep for herself. #am writing a (non-canon) sicfick right now #because I love them and I'm sick so Nim is sick now I've decided